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This story is a fantasy, nothing more. It's not real, please don't leave feedback saying that you can't believe that this really happened. If you don't like gay sex or like reading about one man's sexual fantasies, please don't leave negative feedback because you were "surprised".
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I was on my first business road trip of the summer and, as always, I was horny as ever and was thinking of ways to get myself into trouble. Not trouble-trouble, as in legal or physical harm trouble, but ways to fulfill my fantasies of being used as a sex object by strangers. I had no idea that I would find an outlet for that fantasy so soon on this trip.
I was traveling across North Dakota and it seemed like there were so many abandoned little towns, or what used to be towns but now were maybe an old farm house or two or a trailer in a field surrounded by old, rusty cars and junk. I always fantasized about finding an old building to explore and I usually had fun with myself when I was in those old, hot, abandoned buildings. A couple of times I had been raped by strangers which was even more exciting.
It was hot again and as always I had a towel on the driver's seat to soak up my sweat as I preferred to not drive with the AC on when I'm in sexual fantasy mode - the more sweat the better. Also, as always, I had my stretchy shorts on, no underwear, and no shirt. Not to mention, again as always, I shot a decent load of Vaseline up into my asshole just in case I either found something to fuck myself with or someone forced himself on me. Since it's my biggest fantasy I liked to be ready for anything.
I was only about a quarter of the way across North Dakota heading west and I could see yet another old, abandoned town. This one had an old school building in it with a couple of windows missing. I had driven by it several times over the last few years but I thought to myself that I had to stop this time. My cock started plumping up just thinking of what I might find in there. At the very least I knew that I'd find something to slide in my ass - an old tool handle or who knows what else.
I pulled off of the exit and wondered why there even was an exit since there didn't appear to be anyone living there anymore. As I drove back across the freeway to that little dilapidated school house, I started fantasizing about all of the 18-year old male students that must have graduated from there over the years, and whether any of them had fun with each other in the showers or the bathroom. I had been forcibly fucked, or I guess you could say raped, quite a few times in my high school shower room in my senior year, even by gym teachers and groups of other 18-year old students. My cock started getting bigger thinking of those days and all of those random wet cocks fucking between my spanked, wet ass cheeks and deep into my poor abused little asshole and cumming and pissing in me. Did any of the former students ever come back to this abandoned school after it closed to use it as a hangout or to have sex in or anything like that? I was going to find out.
I parked in back so my car wasn't visible from the freeway and I walked around the building checking it out. It was a nice old building but there were several windows broken out and I wondered why it was even still standing, it should have been torn down years or even decades ago.
I got up the courage to walk up the steps and I creaked the door open, which oddly wasn't locked, and I went in. It was a split-level layout with stairs going up a half-level or down a half-level. I went upstairs and it seemed like I was there by myself other than a couple of pigeons that had taken up residence there. It was so hot in there, it had to be at least 90 degrees inside and I was really sweating. That made me even more horny knowing that I was all sweaty and slippery. I started rubbing my ass cheeks and my cock which was sticking out under my stretchy shorts leg opening. It didn't take long before I took my shorts totally off and hung them on a nail on the wall by the stairs. I was totally naked, sweaty, and horny and I was in there by myself so why not? Or I thought I was by myself.
As I walked through the building stroking my cock to full attention, spanking my sweaty butt cheeks, and sliding things into my asshole, I ran across a door that looked like a closet so I opened it not knowing what I would find. There were some things in there that looked like science equipment and old test tubes, etc. My mind is always working in a nasty way so when I saw those smooth, glass test tubes, which had a nice cock-shape to them, I knew what I was going to do next. They were warm and dusty and dirty, just like I was, and I slid one of them up my asshole and it went right in with no problem, dust, dirt and all. I was getting in nasty mode and the dirtier the better.
I didn't want to get too crazy since they were made of glass, so after a few minutes of sliding the dirty test tube in and out of my pink and tight but slippery little asshole I put it back on the shelf and kept searching through the upstairs. I kept hearing things that sounded like someone else was there with me but I figured that it must be birds flying around or something flapping in the breeze through one of the broken windows. It's North Dakota after all, there's always a stiff wind, just not as stiff as my cock was at that moment.
I found a couple of other things to fuck myself with, including a janitor's closet with some nice rounded handles, and I basically fucked my ass and stroked my rock hard cock until I was ready to shoot on the ceiling, but I didn't want to cum yet. I wanted to check out the lower level which was a half-level below ground. I went back towards the stairs and I thought that I saw a shadow moving but again I didn't think much of it. I took my shorts with me which were hanging on the nail by the stairs and down I went, all sweaty, dirty, dusty, naked and horny.
As I walked down the stairs I could hear something down there which I assumed was the wind whistling through the broken windows. It was darker downstairs because of it being half a level below the ground but there was still enough light to see where I was going. There was a tiny little gym and a shower room that oddly looked like it had been used not that long ago. There couldn't still be water in the building, could there be? But sure enough, I tried a faucet in the bathroom and water came out! It must have been a well with a windmill pump up to a roof tank or something, weird. The water was warm like it was from a roof tank that was sitting in the sun all day.
As long as I was down there in the gym part of the building I went into the shower room and it was pretty dirty and dusty but parts of it looked like there had recently been water spraying in a shower stall. I tried a couple of the faucets in other shower stalls and they didn't do anything but the one that looked cleaner than the others had working water and it was warm water. It also had six 2-inch holes in the walls which seemed strange for a shower stall, why would anyone want to get water behind the wall and potentially rot out anything? I guess with it being an abandoned building, who cares.
I found another shower door and when I opened it I couldn't believe what I saw! It was similar to the other shower stall with six 2-inch holes around it but sticking out of those holes were six dildos! I know, it's crazy, why was this here in an old abandoned school building? The dildos were all different sizes and colors and there was a squeeze bulb next to each one sticking through the hole. I squeezed one of the bulbs and some warm white liquid shot out of the end of the dildo! What the hell was this room for?! I had no idea but I knew that I needed one at home.
There were also a pair of long rubber gloves attached to the wall that were sticking out in sort of a grasping position, like a person could get in-between those two hands and ram back into the dildo and the gloves would be sort of like someone grabbing onto you and fucking into you from behind. I don't know what was in the gloves but it sure felt like there were actual arms and hands in there. It must have been some sort of liquid rubber poured into them and they solidified and felt like real hands and arms? Weird.