"Warning, this title contains the following: explicit sex, graphic language, and some violent situations. In addition, all characters in any sexually explicit conduct are over the age of eighteen (18) years at the time this story was written."
About a week later, on a rather warm mid-December day, Stepmom asked me to go for a walk with her. Although her invitation appeared spontaneous and I readily agreed, I was a little apprehensive.
Eventually, we found a spot on the sun-drenched beach to sit down and we talked idly for over an hour, until I had no choice but to excuse myself. My bladder had been telling me for at least thirty minutes to get over to the toilet block immediately or pee myself in front of Stepmom - with my hard-on.
Stepmom was sitting opposite me and although her legs were pulled up to her ample chest; I couldn't help but notice that her short shorts were provocatively pulled so high that they barely covered her genitals, specifically her smooth, little anus. Luckily, I was wearing sunglasses and could stare, unnoticed.
As I began to stand, I turned my groin awkwardly, hoping Stepmom would not see the obvious, and started walking as fast as possible. After a few feet, I turned my head back to say something, but inwardly groaned instead. Stepmom was looking down and smiling.
Upon entering the Men's room, I noticed a tanned, older guy standing at one of the two urinals. He looked at me and I politely nodded as I took my position a couple of feet away.
Moments later, my floodgates opened. I began pissing hard enough to put out the Chicago fire.
After my bladder pressure began to subside, I began to wonder about the guy next to me. Why was he just standing there holding his cock? He didn't seem to be peeing. Was he looking for action or couldn't he pee in public?
"I was bursting when I came in here...always the case, isn't it?"
I smiled and silently nodded and, although I pretended to stare straight ahead, my unbelievable peripheral vision was working overtime. I had detected a slow, definitive arm movement down around his hips. That could only mean one thing.
My heart instantly accelerated, when the man discretely eased back from the urinal. His white cock was big, fat and semi-hard.
Seeing my eyes widen, the man twisted his body slightly towards me, showing me his entire cock. I bet it was at least east eight inches long.
As my eyes continued to feast on his beast, he brazenly stroked it, before making eye contact with me. An instant later, he motioned with a subtle head nod that I show him mine.
Since I was nearest the door, I glanced over my shoulder. Seeing or hearing no one, I shook the last few drops of urine out of my cock, twisted around, and stuck my hips out.
The guy smiled, then stuck his finger out and twirled it around once. I knew what he meant and what he wanted to see. I tuned my back to him, pulled my shorts down, and bent over.
Looking at him upside down though my legs, I could see his big cock harden as he gazed down at my hairless, pink button. After another ten seconds, my anus involuntarily winked.
The older guy then glanced over his left shoulder at the furthest stall. It was a handicapped stall and, obviously, larger than the two next to it.
Although it seemed like an eternity, it only took me two clicks to decide that the odds of being caught by Stepmom were negligible. I straightened-up, tucked my expanding cock back into my shorts, and casually walked to the handicapped stall. I had just agreed to be butt-fucked.
As I pulled the stall door open, I was stunned to see a man sitting on the toilet with his pants pulled down around his ankles. Jutting out of his lap was another huge, erect, white cock!
I quickly turned to look at the older guy. He was towering over me, holding his large, throbbing erection. He smiled, nodded, and then reached into his pocket and pulled out a tube of lube.
As I continued to look down at the huge cock that was going to go all the up my ass and then fuck it, the older guy gently turned me around. I was now looking down at the other huge cock that was going to fuck my throat.
Before I knew it, the older guy had pulled my shorts down and had spread my feet with his foot. although I balked when he pushed my shoulders down next, the guy on the toilet grabbed my head, and easily pulled it down hard into his groin, impaling my mouth with his hard cock.
As if that wasn't enough, my naked hindquarters instantly started dancing as a thick, greased finger wiggled into my tight, dry anus. The older man wasn't wasting any time. He quickly and somewhat roughly loosened my ass up.
"Are you ready?"
Ensuring I would not move, the seated man placed his big arms on my back, reached over me, and grabbed my smooth cheeks. He held them open long enough for the older man's two-inch, blunt cockhead to bulldoze through my tight sphincter.
"Bulls eye!"
Although I groaned, I was excited. I was officially spit roasted. Both of my orifices were now unnaturally stretched into perfect, but extremely wide 'O's. Both massive cocks were going to feed my need to be publically sodomized and defiled. The intense adrenalin rush from this public, deviant, sexual encounter had started.
"Candy ass tight?"
"Ain't no virgin, but his girlie ass is as tight as the day is long. How about his mouth?"
"Likewise, but he's had plenty of practice..."
"Here goes two more inches..."
Right before I thought I was going to shit, the older man paused to flex his massive, ridged cock. I am sure he wanted me feel it's strength, and to imagine what it was going to feel like as it plowed in and out my tight poop chute. Unhesitatingly, I spread my legs even further apart to try to accommodate the gigantic, anal intruder.
Fortunately, the guy on the toilet generously squirted more lube on my ass and our anal copulation instantly became far more sexually pleasurable. I even began pushing my ass back against his cock as he slowly fucked me. My rectum was now welcoming being stuffed and fucked by this awesome cock.
Although I couldn't smile, as my mouth was obscenely stretched wide by the other fat shaft, I was feeling sexually fulfilled. To show my approval, I looked up into the eyes of the guy on the toilet, nodded, and then wiggled my ass to demonstrate to both of them how much I was enjoying our sexual liaison.
Since the older man's girth at the base of his mighty cock was exceptionally thick and strong, I shifted my rump against his crotch, and began grinding my ass into him. I wanted it all. I was fully relaxed and enjoyed the sexual thrill of the thick monsters wallowing and sliding around in the tight, wet confines of my orifices.
"You like it in the ass, don't you?"
"Yea, he sure does."
"He has nice, long anal tube and its completely wide open. See how easy I can fuck it? You like my big balls smacking your little ass?"
"I wonder if Betsy would mind if we took him home. He's something else!"
"Ha. Ha. Knowing her...she has her own plans...
"She ever peg you?"
I braced myself with my hands on the hairy thighs of the man on the toilet as both men commenced to fucking my ass and mouth with all the joy and vigor of dead men walking. The men knew they were on the clock.
At some point, I took the hands of the guy on the toilet, and placed them under my t-shirt, on my nipples. Although it hurt a little when he began squeezing and pinching them, I always found it titillating to have my nipples played with and teased.
When I heard a click and saw a flash burst behind me, worrying about being caught was no longer a concern. I was caught!
I tried to raise my head, but to no avail. The guy holding my head, simply, said, "It's just a pic of his big cock...in your little ass."
That's one for the photo album, I weakly thought. My butt-fucking was just memorialized.
As the men resumed fucking me, I wondered how many pics of stuffed asses they had in their collection. Would they entertain themselves with the image of my nubile, stretched, anal orifice the next time they masturbated or wanted to get hard, so they could fuck their old wives or girlfriends in the same old missionary sex position?
At some point, the older guy shuffled his feet to adjust the position of his cock in me and began fucking me more slowly as he rotated his hips. I soon forgot about the pic. The circular motion of his big cock in my snug ass felt heavenly.
When he noticed my ass responding, he pulled my hips even harder into his groin, giving himself total control of my rectum and his up-coming orgasm. His lust was immediately rewarded.
I felt his cock swell even bigger. It became hard as kryptonite. At that very moment, I was proud that my ass could accommodate and please this large-cocked, virile man.
After a couple of more minutes of shallow strokes, the older guy grabbed my shoulders and pushed his pulsating cock deep into my colon. He paused, just long enough to feel the exhilaration of his semen surging up his cock, before he began thrusting and grunting madly. Reflexively, my sphincters clenched the base of his bloated, sperm spurting cock and began milking it.
"Aaahhh! Aaahhh! Aaahhh!"
"Fuck'em. Fill that little cumbucket up!"
I could tell from the massive amount of warmth spreading through my intestines that sperm was shooting out of his cock as if were a fire hose. This was no ordinary butt-fuck. I couldn't remember the last time I had felt such sexual heat or endured such pleasure.
"Yeeaaahhh," the older man gasped as he finally ceased pumping and slumped his upper body onto my back. His spent cock, still inflated, remained nestled in my sloppy rectum.
"That was good," he sighed in my ear. "You're a great fuck! One hell of an ass!"
I nodded in agreement. I had worked hard to fuck one helluva a sperm enema out of him and it was still running rampantly through my guts.
His buddy had stopped to watch the anal action, but now it was his turn to cum. He grabbed my head, again, and forced it down his throbbing cock.
