Ch. 04 / Ass Wrecked
As I walked to my car, I could feel the jism and possible poop oozing out of my wrecked ass-hole. Hank had stretched my rectum to extreme measures. I sat in the car, leaned back and closed my eyes as the images of the last hour raced through my mind.
My legs were rubbery and my nipples were sore and my balls churned painfully from the three orgasms, one wet and two dry spasms that I suffered while Hank fucked me.
O, what sweet misery. I smiled and started the car. I could not put the image of Hank's enormous cock and the feel of gripping, licking and sucking it. And I sucked his egg sized balls and massaged each one with my tongue.
I gripped and rubbed my achy cock in my jeans. My jaw sore from stretching so far and the back of my throat was stretched and greasy from the anal lube.
My mind was filled with the scene of my pumping my ass back onto his enormous member. The stretching was painful at first then such extreme pleasure.
The scene and feeling of Hank, who brutally assaulted my pussy-hole with his enormous member as he pull and pinched my nipples flooded my brain. The image of my pulling my ass cheeks apart as Hank positioned his cock head at my small crinkle rosebud.
The image of his cock stretching my hole and the pressure in my nut-sack created a stir in my cock.
Suddenly, I decided that I needed more practice performing fellatio on my fuck buddies. I made up my mind to practice some in the near future.
That night, I admired my swollen red pussy-hole with a mirror. I applied some analgesic and managed to push a finger inside. I recalled the day's events as my finger squirmed inside my swollen sore anal-lips caused a stirring in my cock.
I soaked in a tub of hot water. My balls relaxed and hung down. My pussy-hole was sore for three days after meeting Hank at the truck stop.
On Tuesday, Bill called and made a date for the following Wednesday afternoon. I told him that I wanted more fellatio experience. He chuckled and said great.
It was a quiet Wednesday afternoon around four o'clock when Bill called. He wanted to meet at the book store in one hour.
"Why not here at my place," I asked? He said that he was feeling kinky and he had a friend.
I douched sufficiently and showered. Then I squirted some anal lube in my hole.
I arrived at the book store to find Bill waiting with a friend. His friend was taller and appeared stockier. His head was partially bald. Bill introduced him as Paul.
There was a feint smell of pine sol in the air.
We made some small talk and entered the largest booth with a narrow padded table.
Once inside, there was mutual fondling. I couldn't tell whose hands were massaging my ass, balls and cock.
My hands groped at their pants and fingers squeezed two fat cocks. Bill began rubbing my hard nipples through my t-shirt. My nipples responded and were hard and pointy. The pinching sent waves of pleasure to my cock.
In a very short time, I was stripped with only tennis shoes. Bill turned me, slightly bent over and asked Paul, look at that, isn't that a nice ass. Paul grunted uh-huh. My ass was exposed as both men stared at my ass.
Bill pulled my ass cheeks apart and asked Paul to examine my crinkle rosebud. Paul squatted down and examined my exposed anus.
Paul's fingers traced my ass crack and poked at my anal lips. When one finger stroked across my ass hole it was like I came.
Both men opened their flies and pulled out their cocks. I gripped and frigged two semi-hard cocks. They were both fat and promising.
My cock was rock hard and Paul was a pro at stroking my cock.
I felt Paul's finger intrude at my anal lips and slowly push inside me. Then pulled his finger out and spit on his fingers then back to my ass hole. I reached back and pulled one cheek apart as wide as I could while he slid one finger deep into my rectum.
I felt his long finger push inside my tight achy-hole first one then two fingers.
"Oh, Paul, yes, yes, Ooooh, harder, deeper. All the way up my ass. Oh, God, I love it there. Oh, I love it," I moaned out loud not caring who heard me.
As he finger-fucked my ass hole, he continued to stroke my slick cock with his left hand. Meanwhile, Bill pinched and teased my hard nipples. A ripple of pleasure shot through my cock.
I was impelled on two fingers in my rectum and a big hand frigging my stiff cock and yet another fondled my nut sack.
"Your ass is so tight ... so fucking tight—what a tight ass," mumbled Paul.
"Oh, Paul, it's good --love it. Stick your whole goddamn hand up there. Fuck the shit out of it. Oh, fuck, fuck me-e-e."
Bill said to suck his friend first. I squatted down, kneeled on the tile floor and applied my lips over his cock head. I wondered if Bill noticed that my pussy hole was slightly bigger than before.
Holding the hard, fat base of his prick in my hand, I lightly ran the wet tip of my tongue all around the swollen, purple head, feeling it throb with every move my tongue made.
Paul's cock smelled like cum and there was obvious pre-cum on the head. It tasted like old jism and sweat. I sucked easy at first and gradually took his cock past my tongue as his cock enlarged. Bill instructed him to pull on my ears and face my fuck hard.
His cock jutted straight out, it was at least two inches thick.
"Suck it, bitch, suck it," he said.
Opening my mouth as wide as I could, I sucked the purple head of his cock inside, rolling my tongue around it. Deeper and deeper, I took it until, finally, I felt the head pressing against the back of my throat.
My mouth worked like a vacuum, trying to suck the come from his nuts. I squeezed his balls and played with his ass, running my fingers up and down the crack and then sliding one finger up his male hole.
Paul was happy to oblige and soon his cock was fucking my mouth and throat. My ears were pulled slightly as he pushed his cock down my throat. Saliva poured from my mouth I ate the length of his cock. His nuts tightened in their sack and I knew that he was close to come.
Bill stripped off his pants and I frigged his hard cock while Paul was fucking my throat. I was dizzy from lack of air. I managed to gulp air when he pulled back past my wind pipe for a brief second and re-entered.
Paul was a good size but not as long and thick as Bill's 10 inch cock. Drool seeped out of my mouth. I pushed away from his cock before he could cumm.
I was relieved when Bill decided it was his turn to get sucked. I was positioned up, bent over the narrow table on my elbows and poised with my ass exposed.
In front of me, Bill presented his stiff monster to my face while Paul assaulted my rear. I could feel his stiff dick push between ass cheeks and after some guidance with his fingers, his cock head opened and penetrated my puckered anal lips.
"Oh, Paul, fuck me, fuck me—Please, slam your cock up me. Please," as my ass pushed back hungrily.
"Humphfff, ughh, hmm—mm—hmmm," I groaned as Bill held my head with his cock snug between my lips.
"Pinch his nipples," Bill said. Paul found my nipples and pulled and pinched each nipple. The feeling was maddening. I could feel the sensation in my cock.
I began slamming my ass back and forth, in time to his own movements, trying to sink his hard tool in even deeper.
