I didn't feel a hint of regret after finally living out my ultimate fantasy for the very first time. I'd offered myself up as a cum dump, taking five loads of seed from five completely random strangers, and it was easily the hottest thing I'd ever done in my life. If I regretted anything, it was definitely the three years I'd spent locking myself away from the thousands of hot, horny men roaming the campus.
I wasn't going to feel guilty or ashamed about my desire to fuck constantly ever again. I knew I'd eventually want to have a partner someday, but that relationship definitely wouldn't be monogamous. If he wasn't fucking the shit out of me all the time, I wanted the freedom to get what I needed elsewhere, and I'd be totally honest about that from the start.
But dating was the last thing on my mind right now. I'd spent three days yearning to be a cum dump again, shooting at least a dozen loads replaying all five men through my mind from the middling start with the nerdy-looking guy to the incredible finish with the verbal black stud. I knew my hole was going to be sore after taking a relentless pounding from the biggest dick I'd ever seen in real life, but I'd totally forgotten how physically exhausting sex can be after enduring months without it. My legs and thighs hurt like hell the morning after my first cum dump session, more sore than they'd been since I met my last boyfriend. I endured two whole days of agony every time I tried to move my lower half, especially climbing stairs.
I gave my muscles the time they needed to recover, almost sickly proud every time I felt sore knowing how the pain had been inflicted. On the third day, as soon as my alarm roused me from a deep sleep, I quickly realized that I finally felt better. My body was repaired, ready for action, and I was desperate to indulge again. I reached for my phone, silencing the alarm and instantly logging into Grindr. I had a few unread messages from the first day, and that's when I actually felt regret. Those horny guys wanted to fuck me, to unload inside my willing hole, but I was so used up I hadn't even bothered opening the app again after the tall black guy left. "Free today?" I messaged everyone I'd neglected, climbing out of bed and walking into the bathroom to start douching.
I watched the video of the blindfolded twink taking ten loads from ten strangers from start to finish on my phone as I rendered my ass spotless, the volume turned all the way up. I made a sincere resolution listening to his fervent moans of pleasure: I wasn't going to stop at five loads this time. No matter how used up my hole or my body felt, I was going to force myself to break the record I'd set a few days ago.
Checking Grindr, I already had my first possibility, a "discreet" profile with a trim torso picture that had responded to the message I sent when I woke up. He was 22, 5'11" and 170 pounds. "Face pic?"
I shared the one I'd stripped from my profile a few days earlier, not even bothering to ask for his. He had a dick, and that was all that mattered.
"I'm free at 12:00," he quickly replied. "That cool?"
The timing was perfect, exactly when I'd be walking out of my second class. I sent the guy my address. "I'll be waiting," I wrote, my dick instantly rock hard knowing that another stranger was going to be walking into my studio apartment at noon. "Door will be unlocked."
"Awesome, man," the guy wrote back. "Horny as hell. See you then."
I grinned, my hole twitching at the prospect of taking another load, jerking off for a few minutes as I wondered what the stranger looked like. Seeing the time, I let my cock go, shaving my ass so that it was perfectly smooth again. Hearing another Grindr notification arrive as I inspected my work in the mirror, the temptation to skip all my classes and spend the whole day ass up on my bed welled up within me. I'd only had one taste of being a cum dump, but I was definitely obsessed. Knowing that eager guys were already hitting me up, even early in the morning, I struggled to repress my urge to please them. As fulfilling as it was to just be a hole, I knew I couldn't let it take over my whole life.
I tore the tags off a white Under Armour jockstrap I'd left sitting beside the sink. It was the exact same jock the blindfolded twink in my favorite video was wearing while he took loads, and I'd ventured to the mall all the way across town to buy it. I lifted one foot up, the fabric sliding across my skin as I hiked the jock over my legs and ass. Turning around and twisting my head to admire myself in the mirror, my smooth butt was framed perfectly. I beamed, thrilled that in some way I finally looked like the twink I'd spent months envying. I couldn't wait to follow in his footsteps for the second time.
I sat through two classes struggling to pay attention, my dick half hard in the white jock strap concealed beneath my shorts. I'd always checked out the hot guys gathered around me, but now I was doing it like that was the only reason I was sitting in the room, my dick growing even stiffer imagining who might be behind the faceless Grindr profile with that word "discreet" in the description. The anonymous 22-year-old 5'11" guy I'd already set a date with could be sitting in this class right now, maybe someone I'd never dreamed might want to fuck me.
When my second class ended, I bounded back to my apartment to make the noon meeting, ripping my phone out of my pocket and opening Grindr the second I walked through the door. I already had three new messages, three other horny guys who wanted to breed my hole. I stripped everything but the white jock off right there in the entryway, taking my position at the edge of the bed, my feet dangling off the mattress once again. I was just starting to survey my new options when I heard the front door swing open. I dropped my phone, craning my head back to see a masculine-looking 5'11" guy walking in, his face hesitant until he saw me ass up on the bed.
He smirked and suddenly looked completely comfortable, pulling his shoes off at the door. His black hair was spilling out of a backward baseball cap, the guy yanking his shirt off and re-adjusting the hat as he approached. He'd obviously gained a little weight since his profile picture was taken, but I didn't care about that. He was still a hot guy, and he wanted to fuck me.
The stranger gripped the waistband of his khaki shorts and tore them off standing beside me, unveiling a slightly curved six inches framed by trimmed black pubes. "Sweet ass, man," he complimented.
"Thanks," I said, feeling my hole twitch. "Sweet dick." I wasn't nervous at all this time, excitement and anticipation flooding through me knowing that the guy was about to plant his raw cock inside me and dump his seed.
He started stroking himself and settled on his knees behind me, his other hand gently caressing my hairless butt. "Yeah, that is a really sweet ass. Can I eat you out?" he asked.
"Go for it," I invited. He instantly spread my cheeks apart with his hands, his tongue diving into my hole like he'd been pent-up and desperate to taste a butt for a long time. Feeling his wet, warm tongue against my skin, the moans started flooding out of me. "Yeah, that feels so good."
"Mmm," he murmured into my butt, drawing his face back after a minute of expertly eating me out. "You mind flipping over?"
"I'm just a hole," I said as I started to turn over. For a second I was surprised at the words that had just escaped my mouth, that I made myself sound like an object, but I knew it was the truth as I settled on my back and lifted my legs up into the air. All I cared about right now was pleasing this random guy and getting him off.
He looked thrilled when our eyes met, his hand stroking my hard dick a few times through the jockstrap before he pushed my butt higher up into the air. "Fuck yeah, man," the stranger whispered, pressing his face back between my cheeks and starting to aggressively lap his tongue against my smooth slit. He had easier access in this position, and it already felt so much better.
I spent a couple minutes moaning like a whore as he devoured me, grabbing the stranger's shoulders while my legs writhed around in the air, my toes constantly curling as he eagerly attacked my ass with his tongue.
He finally pulled away, his whole mouth slick with spit, our eyes meeting again as he rose up above me. "You ready for this dick?" the guy asked, slapping his length against my wet hole.
"Give it to me," I begged. Being on my back, unashamedly staring up at him as he looked down on me, I could appreciate that he was actually really cute.
"Fuck, baby," the stranger said as he slid his bare 6 inches into me, just using his spit for lube. "You're really fucking tight."
I moaned as he pushed his whole length inside, surprised that he'd just called me "baby" within seconds of penetrating my ass. No one had ever uttered that word during a hookup before, but I wasn't complaining. This guy could call me anything he wanted while his dick was buried in my guts.
