Date: Wed, 5 Sep 2012 07:27:48 -0700 From: tball101@hotmail.com Subject: Gluteus Maximus - Pt 16 This story is pure fiction, inspired by a recent massage I enjoyed. There are graphic depictions of male homosexuality contained in this story so if you don't like it, don't read it. Thanks to everyone for all the positive feedback! Keep the comments coming! Send me an email at tball101@hotmail.com A couple of notes: As mentioned above -- this story is a sexual fantasy and the sexual situations involve very UNSAFE sex practices -- please practice safe sex everyone. And if you like this story and all the other great, hot tales on Nifty -- please support this great website - Nifty needs donations to provide these wonderful stories. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' Previously in "Gluteus Maximus" - Chapter Fifteen George sat next to me and kind of held me up while Hector just stood in front of me, unzipped and pulled out his thick uncut slab. "Fuck, yeah man" he said slapping my face with it. "This is what you want bitch!" I instinctively opened my mouth and shoved it in. I couldn't help it. "Uh, fuck, that's a hot fucking mouth" he said as he started to face fuck me as George has his hands rubbing all over me and egging me on saying, "That's it baby, you love that cock don't you?" Hector answered, "Fuck yeah, you fucking love it you slut!" He must've been horny because he seemed to cum quickly, shooting a huge load that gagged me. "FUCK yeah!" he yelled as he pulled out and painted my face with his cum. He released my head and I fell back to see a group of guys looking in at the scene. I saw Harold step up and whip out his 8-inch cut cock. "Fuck, I got time for a break." He shoved my head on his piece and I took another load within minutes. "Fuck that was good." I heard him say, "I want a shot at that ass later", to George as he walked away. "You doing okay, baby?" George asked me as he wiped up the cum on my face and fed it to me. I tried to answer but I found I couldn't speak I was so out of it. I looked over at his face and then looked back in front of me as another black dude took his place in front of me and flopped out his dick. ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' "Gluteus Maximus" - Chapter Sixteen This guy was thick, uncut and around five or six inches soft. He walked up to me grabbed his flaccid piece and started rubbing it all over my incoherent face. I got a repellant smell as he pulled his foreskin back and tried to put it in my mouth. I, of course, opened up. I really hadn't had a soft dick before and enjoyed nursing it and feeling it grow in my mouth as I licked away his tart headcheese. He was soon fully erect and pistoning his hot eight or nine inch cock into my slobbering mouth. He came on my tongue and I swallowed it down totally befuddled at what was going on. I looked around to see George laughing and to see Hector walking back up to me, totally naked wearing some kind of leather strap harness thing. His massively thick cock was swinging at half-mast in front of him. He came over and momentarily shoved it in my mouth and held the back of my head as I gagged. "Fuck!" he said as he pulled back out, a long strand of saliva trailing from my lips. "Come on, let's take him back," I heard him say as he and George lifted me up and guided me on. I remember a crowd around us as they led me through the room. I couldn't see any faces, just a bunch of hungry eyes following me as I passed. I don't remember many specifics from this point, but I know that George was always there, whispering encouraging words telling me what a good slut I was. We got to this "back room" and my clothes were peeled off. I remember hanging back in a hammock or something and looking at the track lights in the ceiling, hearing voices and feeling hands tweak my nipples, grabbing my ass, spreading my cheeks and playing with my hole. Even in my inebriated state, I knew something wasn't right, but couldn't help moaning as I felt the anonymous hands playing with my pleasure center. "I'm first muthafuckas!" I heard Hector say and felt that huge uncut head start to enter me. I let out a little scream and said "Oh, fuck yeah" as I felt my asshole stretch wide and heard a laugher erupt from the room. Hector started fucking me ferociously and I started to yelp as the hammock began to sway, the track lights becoming blurred smears in my vision. "This one's a screamer," he said to the crowd as he fucked me. As Hector pounded away, naked black men and cocks appeared all around me. Guys were coming up to me, jerking off, rubbing their dicks on my face and shoving them in my mouth. Hector really started wailing, slamming his cock to the hilt. "Come on bitch! I want to hear that scream!" To be honest I was kind of numb, lying back in the hammock and looking at the lights, cocks slapping my face. But sure enough I started to feel it and let out a little involuntary high-pitched yelp. "Oh yeah, that's Papi's dick in you, you fucking puta!" Hector yelled. In my haze, it almost felt like it came out of a dream. >From the darkness, I felt that slow building sensation coming from my ass and traveling up to the tip of my dick. I started moaning and babbling. There it was, that feeling. It was building, building, building, like a light coming towards me at the end of a tunnel. When the train hit I screamed and screamed at the top of my lungs like a little bitch, shooting a huge load onto my stomach, my whole body convulsing with sensation. Some guy shot his load all over my face and another pushed his spewing dick into mouth. I was gargling in cum. I almost cried when Hector pulled out of me. I felt a river of his cum pour out of my gaping hole. I heard a few guys say, "Fuck, look at that." I heard George's voice. "You're doing good baby. Here's some more dick," and my head was turned and stuffed with another piece of meat. I felt another cock head at my slimy hole and I moaned with my mouth full of fat black dick as it slid in with minor resistance. I heard someone say, "Fuck, this is a real pussy!" Yet another big load was shot down my throat and cum was overflowing from the corners of my mouth. I pursed my lips for a moment and felt like I was blowing bubbles with the stuff. The taste and smell of cum was so overwhelming I was sure it would stay with me forever. The cock in my ass must've cum, cause I felt it leave and another one take its place. This one was bigger and I momentarily caught a glimpse of Harold the bartender pumping into me calling me a "fucking cum slut". It must've been break time again. I remember looking up at the ceiling to see George and two other guys jerking off over my face and descended into darkness. I don't know how many guys fucked me that night. I like to think it was only three or four, but it was probably eight or ten. At a certain point I heard a scuffle and people yelling, pushing and screaming. I think I heard George yelling "Papi!" I was in and out of consciousness. I was aware of being lifted out of the "hammock" and then leaning against the passenger side window of a car as I was driven away moaning. When I woke up the next day, my head was throbbing with the worst headache I ever had. I had a hard time getting my eyes to focus and had no idea where I was. I heard someone say, "Stupid fucking ho" and when I managed to regain my senses, I saw it was Ray, sitting in a chair next to the bed, staring at me with a hard scowl and a bruised eye. ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' Sorry for the long wait between installments! I hope you enjoyed the read. Thanks to all who have sent such positive emails. Love to hear your feedback. Send me an email at tball101@hotmail.com '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''