Date: Wed, 12 Apr 2017 16:00:30 +0100
From: Michael Tolliver <michaeltoliver20@gmail.com>
Subject: The Fuck Club 15

BACK TO OXFORD

As you can imagine it was a bit weird coming back to Oxford after the
cruise. Of course I loved Philip; loved being fucked by him; loved eating
his cum. It made me happy. But I had to admit that I was going to miss the
endless sex, the fucks the piss and the cum I had been having over the last
weeks. What was it the man had called me a "fucking little whore bitch
boy"? Well he was right, there. Philip pretty well fucked me every day. And
I quickly hooked up with Simon and Eric and Jim again. I was getting a lot
of sex. Eric's face when I told him about the hundred cum loads was so
funny. "Son of a bitch!" was the best he could come up with. "A hundred
loads? You jammy bastard!"

"Yep, it doesn't get much better than that."

"Except two hundred," said Eric with a dirty leer. "You could attach a
funnel to your mouth and just pour it in." We paused a moment to let that
image sink in. Eric fucked me after that to work off the lust of the
moment.

I got fucked at least twice a day from Philip or one or other of the guys,
but on board ship it had been ten or fifteen, it was the main thing I had
been doing every day. The different atmosphere of Oxford, the work and the
social life of course made up for a lot but my arse was still feeling
empty; I had to get more cock. At the same time I felt a bit guilty, what
was wrong with me? Surely Philip and the others aught to be enough? I
suppose what I really missed were the gang bangs and the possibility of
taking on a whole bunch of guys at once and of course the instant, constant
possibility of sex. Whatever time of day or night it was, sex was possible
and probable. I talked with Jim. I had been over to his room, we'd sucked
dick and of course it being Jim we'd shared some piss. Well, when I say
some, it being Jim, it was quite a lot really. He had such an incredible
bladder.

"Why do I feel so horny? I think about cock all the time. I even dream of
cum. Sometimes the taste just comes into my mouth."

"Mikey, the more we have the more we want. I dream of swimming in a pool of
piss. It will get easier I guess as the term goes on, the longing will get
less."

"Shit, I hope so. I was even tempted to cruise the loo by the bus station."

"Mikey! Don't even think about it! The police keep an eye on that place all
the time. I met a copper last term and he told me to stay away from there."

"A copper? Where did you meet him?"

"I was in Christchurch Meadow reading one afternoon and this really cute
guy with great legs jogged past. I saw him looking at me but didn't think
much of it. Then ten minutes later he was back. As he passed this time he
smiled and squeezed his cock through his shorts. Well if that wasn't a come
on I don't know what is. I smiled back. He came over. We went back to my
room. He found out what I was in to, and told me he loved to fuck boys, so
after he had fed me a good load of piss he fucked me; twice actually. It
was great; He told me after that he was with the city police. I've got his
number if you want it.  "Of course I want it. Let's set up a
meeting. What's happening about the Fuck Club this term by the way?"

"Well, Andrew who usually organises it is away in Heidelberg, I think, on
some exchange programme. I don't know if anyone else has taken it on."

"Perhaps we could take it on?" I said.

"Blimey, you are desperate! I don't know apart from Andrew, who's got the
list of the guys. Simon might know."

"I'll go and see him." It was a Saturday and I wasn't doing anything else
so with the taste of Jim's piss and cum still in my mouth I went over the
Simon's rooms. I looked up to his window and saw him drawing the curtains
closed but we caught each other's eye and he waved me up.

He greeted me at the door wearing only tight thin shorts, his dick
prominent down his left thigh.

"Great to see you and you've arrived just at the right time, it's always
good to have another slutboy to fuck." (My activities on the cruise were
general knowledge among our friends, so slutboy was now my usual name, oh
well..). I looked past him as I came into the room. There were three other
guys. All of them I recognised form the party, the American with the hairy
chest, combat man from the door and another boy whose name I didn't
know. "Michael here is the slutboy you all gangbanged at the last Fuck Club
party," went on Simon. "And it looks as if you're going to gangbang him
again. His arse and mouth are always ready and open. Ain't that right
slutboy?"

I just grinned at the others. "Whatever you say fucker," I replied.

"So you're called Michael are you," said combat man, who today was wearing
a pale blue shirt and chinos; very different from the way he looked at the
Fuck Club party, "The one Simon has been telling us about? On the cruise,
right? If all he said is true I'd say your arse was permanently open."

I giggled.

They got up from where they were sitting and came over to me. I was being
petted and stroked like a friendly dog. Well, a female dog is a bitch
right, and I am certainly friendly. "We were just planning the next Party,"
said the American, who I now remembered was called Gerry. "I guess you're
in?"

"Of course!"

"Good," he went on, "we're up to twenty five including the waiter Simon has
told us about."

"Jim told me about two boys from the town, a skin head and his black
boyfriend," said Simon, "do you know them?"

"Sure do, we met in Jim's room. They're great and the black boy has a
massive dick. Jim likes them because they're crazy about piss too."

"Would they like an invitation too, do you think?"

"I'm sure they would. And I've got some other names to suggest as well."
Simon had his hand down the back of my trousers and two fingers gently
worked my arse. I relaxed and they slipped inside.

"Your arse feels slick," said Simon and he pulled the fingers out and
sucked them. He smiled knowingly. "That's my boy. An arse full of cum
already. Philip's?"

"Yeah, he fucked me twice this morning. Once in bed and then again in the
shower." Simon slipped his fingers back inside then offered them to the
others so they could get a taste too.

"Great, want some more? We've been getting horny thinking about the next
party and you're just the kind of willing boy we're looking for." He turned
to the others, "Who goes first and arse or mouth."

"I remember now," said Jerry the American. "You were in the tub getting
pissed on with Jim. I fucked your mouth and your arse."

"That's me and you fed me a whole stream of hot piss too."

"So I did, so I did."

I ran my hands over the front of Simon's shorts feeling his hard cock and
the wet spot where the pre cum was leaking out. I closed my eyes and
swallowed. "O shit yes, fuck me. I need your cum in my arse. Fuck me
hard. Fuck me really hard. I need your cocks so badly. Fill me up." I was
back on the boat and a bitch on heat. It was so easy to get into slut
mode. The others gathered even closer, big grins on their faces.

"You've got it Mikey."

I knelt down and pulled the them closer. They pulled down their shorts, and
four hard, beautiful cocks were in front of me. I went from one to the
other and would have sucked them all off so horny was I but Simon had other
ideas. He pulled me up so I was bent over, and at that moment sucking the
American's cock. He undid my trousers and I felt him playing with then
rimming my cummy arse for a few moments before standing up and slam fucking
me. I was used to relaxing my arse completely after the workouts on the
boat so even Simon's pretty impressive cock went in like a hot knife
through butter. "Oh Mikey, I can never believe how talented your arse is,
the best arse in Oxford." I answered by using all my best techniques,
squeezing and relaxing, sucking his cock with my arse. I moved my arse
around so he hit the spot from different angles. I was determined to give
his cock the five star treatment it deserved. (And to give my arse the five
star treatment it also deserved of course.) I hadn't forgotten that there
were three more to go unless one of them spunked my mouth, which is just
what the American then did. A river of sweet watery cum gushed over my
tongue and sloshed around my mouth, as always I was reluctant to swallow it
before I had savoured its unique special flavour. I rolled my tongue though
its silky texture marvelling again at the wonder of cum. Then slowly I let
it slide down my throat. Simon was watching and realising I guess from the
expression on the American's face that he was cumming he also went over the
edge and pushing as far into my arse as he could he filled it with the
third load of the day. As he pulled out the space was quickly filled by one
of the others I couldn't see which, and didn't give a shit anyway, so long
as I was getting fucked. He came quickly horned up by what he had been
seeing. And number three took his place. His cock was long, not so thick
but very, very long. I remembered it from when I was sucking just a few
moments before. He was the boy whose name I didn't know. Long with a big
head. I felt the thick ridge in my arse sawing in and out. It felt
wonderful and I told him so.

"Like that do you? Like my big cock in your arse? He leaned down and
whispered in my ear; "It likes you too, Mikey. Shit your arse is so tight
and warm, it is made for fucking.I could fuck this forever."

"I love it. I love the feeling of your cock in all that cum up there
squeezing and sliding in that spunk. You like your cock working an arse
full of other blokes' cum?"

He just groaned and shot his own cum in the pool already there. I could
feel his cock spasming deep inside me and the jerks of his body as he came
hard and long.

Combat man was the last. I remembered his cock from the party. But before
fucking me he squatted down behind me. "There's river of cum coming out of
your arse. Would you look at this, guys!" Then he slowly worked my arse
with his tongue, sucking up the spunk. He spat some into his hand, then
reaching round he fed it to me. He stood up and pushed his cock home. I
entered that incredible state you get when you are having great sex; when
you are just taken over by the wonderful sensation of complete pleasure.

"I love a slimy loose arse, and I love a willing slut boy who appreciates a
good shagging."

I was a bit annoyed that he was telling me my arse was loose; the slimy bit
however was cool. So by answer I tightened up, and squeezed his cock as
hard as I could. It got a groan from him and almost immediately a fourth
injection of spunk in my arse. I was furiously wanking as he fucked me and
Simon squatted down to suck the cum out of my cock. Then very carefully we
stood up. I could see his tightly closed lips and bulging cheeks, he gave a
slight grin with his lips still closed and pulled me into a kiss. He tilted
my head back a little and as I expected, he opened his mouth and allowed my
cum to slip into my mouth. I love snowballing and swallowed thankfully.

Combat man's cock softened and slipped out of my arse. He hung on my back
and I could feel his sweat soaking through my shirt. "O baby, you could
kill a boy with that arse of yours."

"Shit, I hope not! I want you to fuck me again! I've got to empty my arse
boys or I will spend all day leaking." The boy with the long slim cock
obliged by rimming me and getting whatever cum there was still to be had.

I had to go to the loo anyway and as I was standing in front of the bowl
the American came in to join me.

"Do you still need to clean your arse out? I might have an idea for that."

"O yeah?" I said, guessing immediately what he might have in mind and
hoping I was right.

"Why don't we get in the bath?" I was right. He stripped off and I got to
see that chiselled hairy chest again. His cock was half hard again and he
stood behind me and gently pushed it into my arse. Then he pulled me hard
against his chest and I could feel him relaxing. Almost immediately I felt
a flood of warmth deep inside me. He was pissing in my arse. O it felt so
good.

"Is there anything slut you won't do? What are my future boundaries going
to be?"

I thought for a moment as I felt my arse still filling up and now leaking
down our legs. What did I not want to do?

"Shit and fist fucking," I said finally.

He actually laughed out loud as his cock slipped out of my arse followed by
a fountain of his piss.