This story is graphic! If gay sex, breeding or forced sexual situations offend you please do not read this story. ***Spoiler*** this story is about forced gay sex.
This story takes place in Bolder Bin a small low income town where country alpha men fight for dominance over work, women and each-other.
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Names Tod.
I'm a small town construction working man in his late 30s. I'm divorced and I have an 18 year old and a 19 year old, both boys. In the last story I found out I was getting fucked by one of my best friends when I get blackout drunk.
The boys shoved their way into the house almost catching me red handed, with my cock in my hand, dripping ass-hole and a pool of cum in my chair. Worst of all a video of my best friend Mitch frozen at a point that shows him clearly loading my ass doggy style...
Well that moment felt like it lasted years. Everything just froze there. I decided the thing that needed to go first was the computer. I ran over to the screen and pulled plug by then the boys were picking themselves off the floor just as I turned to face them.
"GET OUT!" I screamed hoping they would somehow poof away, but they didn't, neither one of them damn boys. They just stood there looking at me, looking at the computer and each-other. "I said GET OUT!"
The two scrambled for the door bumping into each-other on the way out. I had to clean up! I had to explain, I... I...
... I have no idea how I'm gonna talk to the boys.
Just then blue balls hits but the sobering effects of seeing my two sons made blue balls look like nothing. I can't believe I just jerked to Mitch fucking my ass hole.
I ran to the bathroom and turned around in the mirror. I pulled my cheeks apart to look at my hole. My heart sank. I was looking at a totally ruined hole. The edges were lose I could see my pink insides and I was still dripping his load. I looked like I had a pussy.
I didn't even look like a man who had been raped, I looked like a whore that had just been filled with a load. I tried to push my hole back in and tense up to make it tight again but it just contracted and barfed up more cum, I was disgusting. What if my boys had seen it when I was bent over trying to turn off the computer.
Looking at my ass-hole I was shocked that Mitch would turn me into this but I was also a bit turned on. I was just watching him dump his load in my body. It turned me on but I couldn't help be shamed by the consequences of what happened to me.
My doctor thinks I'm a queer and will not see me anymore, people at the hospital were surly telling their closes friends about how Tod the trailer trash divorced construction working was taking dick up the shoot. Not to mention my sons, what will they think of me now? Did they see my hole? What would it mean to them? Would they hear about it?
Then there was Mitch. We had been friends since high-school.
How long has he been fucking my ass?
Did he tell anyone?
Why did it turn me on so much to know I was carrying his load in me right now?
Where would I go from here?
Would Mitch ever fuck me again?
How did I not notice all this before?
I put my foot on the sink to get a better look. I found myself getting hard as more cum leaked out of me. I started putting two fingers up my ass. It was a fag hole now. I was warm and wet inside. I could help but like the sensitive feeling of my fingers sliding up into me. I liked the feeling. Was I becoming a faggot?
I pulled my fingers out and put both feet on the floor. I wasn't a faggot I had never agreed to get fucked or take a load and it wasn't like I even knew what it felt like to take a cock. Mitch had only fucked me while I was passed out and if I never let that happen again I was in the clear.
"I never felt the dick," I sat down on the toilet and pushed out the rest of his load. I had never done that before even though I knew he must have breed me a 1000 times already.
Where did it go before?
Did his load just stay up there until it dried out or absorbed into my body somehow?
I knew I shouldn't look but I did anyway. Man it looked like I pooped out cup of white liquid laundry detergent. I wiped my ass and I could feel the paper rub my soft pink insides.
You know, so what? I have a big hole now, who cares? That's just me now and I bet it's been like that for a while, I never noticed before, so what? I got fucked but I don't remember. I never felt it and it's never happening again.
I walked over to the computer and used a bathroom towel to soak up the cum and wipe of my chair. Once everything was cleaned up I turned on the computer.
The old screen came on with a pop and displayed the video of Mitch fucking my ass. Fuck it, I went to push delete-all but looking at his huge dick on cam I just didn't want to. So I saved the video to a folder and then pushed clear.
I knew I should have deleted it but I just couldn't help it. I couldn't use it to nail Mitch because it shows me so clearly getting fucked in the butt and jizzed in, no one would respect me after seeing this video.
I couldn't just let Mitch get away with it. I couldn't tell if I was more angry or more turned on, my ass was clean but my mind was dirty.
The Following Monday...
The kids stayed out all weekend and by the time I got up for work Monday morning they had already returned and left. I showered, got dressed and got myself ready to face Mitch at work.
It might seem a bit silly but I found myself straying from anger and wondering about Mitch's big dick. How his cock fills his paints and my hole. I wondered if he fucked anyone else. On the way to the job site I actually made myself jealous thinking about guys who might have also taken his cock.
What if other guys had already been in my hole!?
I knew I would face him but when I actually saw his scruffy face and big tall frame my heart sank and my butt started to twitch..
"Hey Tod you had a long night"?! Mitch was usually the first one to say hello. Several other guys looked in my direction and chuckled. I was known for having long nights drinking but...
Did they all know I got fucked?
"Yeah I was up all night fucking your wife!" I hollered back in his direction.
Did they all know about me getting fucking in the ass?!
I couldn't stop thinking about it.
"Hay, catch!" Mitch tossed me a bottle of water from the cooler. "Stay hydrated!"
I caught the bottle and started drinking as I unloaded my truck and put on my tool belt. Mitch was acting like everything was okay, which goes to show how routine fucking my ass was. He didn't have the guilt on his face one would expect from someone who just raped a dear friend in the ass. Mitch carried on with me as usual, though I kept my distance. One minute I was ready to kick his ass and the next I was getting hard looking at the outline of his cock in his jeans.
I found myself heading over to jerk it in the porta-john next to the job site. I wasn't the first to do it. There is something distinct about walking to a porta-john and knowing you are planning to masturbate. I made sure my walk was just right and I didn't look around too much on my way there, oh and don't look straight at the john kinda just-
"Hey man you feeling good?" It was Mitch.
"Huh, ya". I felt like he somehow knew what I was thinking. "Yeah why, what's up?"
What was I supposed to say? Yeah I saw you fuck me last night and I can't get your big cock out of my mind...
"It's already a long day for me," he wiped his face. "You recover from last night, you seem out of it?"
"What?!" Oh yeah he means the drinking. "I am doing great just a normal weekend, I gotta pee."
I got in the john and locked the door. I could still see out of the ventilation screen so I peeked out at Mitch. God he was hot. I could see his bulge through his jeans and I remembered what his big hairy balls and thick monster cock looked like on display before he started pounding me last night. he had a very good body and I could even see how hariy he was through his t-shirt.
I really wanted to know what his cock felt like. As I jacked my rock-hard cock I started to get that feeling in my ass again. I wanted fucked, there was just no deniying that fact. I felt my sloppy asshole with a finger. It had gotten more dry and a bit more closed. As soon as I pushed my finger it relaxed and let me in, I like it!
It was like feeling a girls pussy. As I used two fingers to stimulate my wet hole I realized I needed something bigger, so I reached for my hammer. I couldn't believe I was spitting on the handle of my tool so I could fuck myself with it.
I felt like I was about to cross a line but it was still just masterbating. So, I reached back with the hammer and pushed it in smoothly. My ass accepted the tool without issue as I pushed deeper. It definitely hit the spot for now!
The guys continued to work as I stood there feet away from my crew pushing a hammer in and out of my own ass like a faggot. Mitch wondered out of view of the vent but I started looking at the other guys. I had never seen their cocks but now I wondered about them. I felt like a real slut. The feeling in my own ass was incredible. I noticed something wet on my leg, thick pre-cum out of my rock hard dick was sliding down the side on my leg. This was incredible! I had stopped jacking my cock sometime ago, forgetting about it. Could I cum from just the hammer?
What would the guys say if they saw me just standing here cumming and playing with my butt. These men I had worked with for years. These men thought of me as a big, beefy macho construction worker, like Mitch, like them. The idea of the humiliation turned me on.
Would they be disgusted?
Turned on?
Would they fuck me?
I started using the hammer as a leaver to pound the best spot but I realized I couldn't stand and make myself cum. I sat down on the can and put my legs up on either side of the door. I was able to put the hammer back in and got a much better reach.
Oh it felt amazing. I could hear the men working as they worked closer to my end of the jobsite.
"Uhhh," I grunted.
What if I just unlatched the door with my foot and let it swing open to show the whole jobsite my ruined hole?