Date: Wed, 1 May 2013 14:18:09 -0400 (EDT)
From: DOGG <nphillydogg@aol.com>
Subject: my son in the bar-24

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MY SON IN THE BAR-24


	After just a couple of hours of sleep, Shawn and I showered and
refreshed from our earlier orgy with the high school football team, then
drove up to The Frog for our nightly rendezvous with the guys. I parked
just outside in the parking lot, then took a deep breath before exiting my
truck. "You ready...?" I asked my son Shawn, skeptically [knowing we would
be IN for a long night].


"Hell yeah, dad...!" thrilled Shawn, wearing the tightest pair of jeans he
could buy. "I really LIKE the guys at your bar...! They're cool!"
	`Yeah...' I said to myself as we walked inside. `...so long as
they've got their dicks down our throats!'


"There they are..." yelled Joe [the bar's owner/bartender], announcing our
arrival as if we were celebrities. "...I told ya they'd be in tonight!"
	The room bust into spontaneous applause as friends and familiar
[and not so familiar] patrons shook my hand and patted us on our backs [and
asses]. "Hey Mike..." greeted Joe, pushing Shawn and I two beers... "...on
the house...!" he winked, grateful that we showed up.  I handed Shawn a
beer, then quickly guzzled over half my mug when Shawn was already being
pulled away by several guys eager to get in his pants. Shawn barely got a
good swig before he was pulled to the back of the bar [where the pool table
were] and unclothed. I saw him disappear from view as he fell to his knees,
surrounded by a growing crowd of hard-ons looking to make up from our last
two night's absence.


"No offense, Mike..., but a lot of the guys'r kinda anxious to get
started..." confirmed Joe, pouring me another beer after I finished the
first one. "...seeing as how we had NO entertainment for the last two
nights...!"


"Yeah..., I uh...I wanted to apologize about that, fellas..." I said
sincerely, looking around at the guys closest to me [the ones that were
interested in ME]. "...I had a little accident with my pickup after getting
smashed at the bar..., and had to spend the night in jail...! And THEN I
went to the Fernway Trucking Company to look for a job, and..."


"We heard, Mike..." said Mitch [one of my bar buddies], "...that black guy
Tyrone came in and told us all about it! We're just glad YOU'RE okay...!"
he said, sincerely.


"I'm fine..." I said gratefully, not remembering much of what happened in
lockup [ch-16].
	I had just started my second beer when I felt Mitch's hand go from
patting me supportively on the shoulder, to sliding smoothly down my back
to my ass where he gently squeezed. I hadn't bothered to wear a belt or
underwear tonight [making it easier to undress faster], as Mitch's hand
slowly slid down into the back of my sweats to feel my bare ass.
	I could feel his fingers sliding along my ass crack, searching for
the hole...


"So whadda you say, Mike...? Can we get started?" he asked, wanting IN.


"Sure Mitch..." I said simply, as he climbed down off his bar stool and
stood behind me.


"Lift up a little, Mike...!" he demanded, pushing my sweatpants down off my
ass discreetly, exposing my fuzzy bottom to the world. "Joe...got any
lube...?" he asked from over my shoulder...


"DO I...?" joked Joe, reaching under the bar for a bottle.
	Mitch grabbed the bottle, then anointed a generous amount to my
asshole before sliding his fingers inside. I continued to nurse my beer as
Mitch stuffed two, then three, then four fingers up my ass. Deciding I was
stretched enough, he hoisted out his 8" cock and slapped it against my
ass. I could feel other nearby patrons' hands on my butt cheeks, pinching,
pulling, squeezing, molding, caressing, and slapping as Mitch worked his
cock inside...


"Ooooh yeah, Mike..." he moaned as he entered me, pulling me back on his
rod as he wrapped his arms about me. I could see his face behind me through
the gigantic mirror behind the bar. He looked like he was in heaven!
	I pretended like nothing out of the ordinary was happening as I
continued to sit at the bar with my beer. Mitch ground his pubes against my
ass as he churned his dick around in my gut, letting me know he was there!
After a few seconds or so he started to withdraw, pulling back until only
the head remained inside before pushing back in again. "...damn, this ass's
good...!" he muttered.


	I was getting butt fucked right there at the counter in front of
all the customers, no more than 5 minutes after entering the bar. Guys were
sitting on either side of me [as well as standing around closely], watching
me get fucked while other customers obliviously sat at their seats talking
and drinking. Joe kept serving his patrons, but returning to make sure my
beer mug was kept full at all times. I could see the tip jar at the corner
of the counter already beginning to fill as Shawn and I started servicing.
	For the most part, it was as if nothing had started yet. People in
the seated areas were still engaged in conversations, still checking out
the latest scores from whichever game was playing on the overhead TV, and
no one had gotten naked yet.


	Shawn was on his knees near the back of the bar, with about 10
exposed cocks surrounding him, waiting to use his mouth. Shawn sucked from
one cock to another, slowly circling around until each cock was wet with
his spit. There was a few 7 inchers, a couple 6 inchers, some 8 inches, and
a 9 or two. Shawn treated each cock like a king, giving them equal time as
he sawed his mouth back and forth and swallowed them whole.
	One by one the guys started to cum and drift away, shooting thick
rich gobs of molten ball cider down Shawn's hungry throat before hiking to
the bar to replenish themselves with a drink or some sort. We were good for
business and business was good for us. Joe kept the brews flowing so long
as people got hot watching us.


"Fuck man..." grunted one guy in frustration as Shawn's mouth got the
better of him. "...I'm about to CUM already...!" he said angrily, torn
between wanting to rip his cock from the exquisitely sucking orifice, and
keeping his cock planted. "I don't wanna cum yet..., but his mouth is so
fucking gooaaarrrrrhhhhHHHHHHH...!!" he yelled as he came, shooting several
jets of hot cum in Shawn's sucking mouth.
	Shawn ate the cum as it gushed out, uncaring who's sperm it was, so
long as it nourished him! He sucked the man's cock until it stopped
shooting [sucking it dry], before moving onto the next. The man stumbled
backwards after Shawn abandoned him for another hard-on. He reached behind
and pulled a handkerchief from his back pocket, then wiped the sweat from
his brow before wandering over to the bar for a drink.


"Kid DRAINED ya, eh...?" snickered Joe, pouring him a beer.


"Kid's like a fucking succubus!" complained the man [graciously], stuffing
$20 in the tip jar. "His mouth's like a vacuum! He's a great find!"


"If ya think the kid's mouth's a trip, ya oughta try the dad's ass...!"
suggested Joe, nodding towards me as Mitch continued to fuck me from
behind.
	The man's eyebrows rose as he took his beer and watched me get
fucked. As more and more people started to notice there was some sort of
action happening right under their noses at the bar, Mitch started to
become more daring [now that the cat was out of the bag], pulling his cock
nearly all the way back until only the head remained in before shoving the
entire shaft back up inside me. He held onto my shoulders as he fucked,
pumping, thrusting, bumping and grinding into me as he angled his cock to
hit every direction inside me. Having learned a trick or two from fucking
Shawn, I milked his cock with my anal muscles, tightening and flexing the
sphincter muscles so that they sucked his cock as it moved through me.


"Oh shit..." he gasped as he started fucking harder. "...his asshole's
sucking my cock, just like a hot mouth!" he informed everyone around us. "
I'm...I'm gonna cum...!" he announced unexpectedly, jamming his cock all
the way in as it unloaded. "AARRHHHHH FUCK, YEAH...!" he shouted out loud,
leaving no doubt that the fucking had begun.
	As soon as Mitch pulled out, I felt Jerry [who had been standing by
watching] shove in. He short fat cock stretched my hole a little wider than
Mitch's, but didn't probe nearly as deep. He too grabbed ahold of my broad
shoulders for leverage as he fucked me from behind. I could feel his fat
cock pumping through me as he wasted no time getting in the swing of
things. I continued to nurse my beer as if just sitting alone minding my
business. I felt someone next to me reach back and cup his hand around
Jerry's thrusting cock, making certain it was inside me. Jerry slapped the
guy's hand away as he picked up the pace. I pushed my ass back further
against the edge of the stool so he could probe me deeper. His cock was
barreling through me, rubbing skin to skin as the cum already inside me
hadn't quite yet coated his prick.


"Awwww fuck, Mike..., you're gonna make me cum...!!" he complained, as if
angry with me because he didn't want to cum yet. "ARRHHH...! ARRHHH...!
ARRHHHHHH...!!!" he grunted after every spurt, filling my ass with its
second load of the night.
	Jerry yanked his still stiff cock from my hole as the next man
stepped up behind me. I could hear them wrestling to see WHO goes
next. Finally someone got elbowed as a fresh new cock entered my ass.


"Hey fellas, calm down...Mike's gonna be here for all night, right
Mike...?" asked Joe, trying to keep the peace between his patrons so no one
would get hurt [and sue him].


"Yeah Joe..." I said, guzzling down the last of my brew. "...so long as you
keep THESE coming...I'll keep THEM coming!" I joked, slamming my empty mug
against the counter.
	Joe grinned kinda nervously as he took my mug and re-refilled it. I
was already becoming toasted, just a few more beers and I'd be DONE, and
the night was still young!


	By now someone had grabbed the sides of Shawn's head and was
dominating his mouth, refusing to let anyone else in until he was finished
and came. Shawn didn't protest as the man's cock kept pummeling his throat,
beating a path straight through the curve of his neck like a torpedo inside
a lunch tube.
	Someone else [too eager to wait for Shawn's mouth] bent down behind
him and reached into the ass of Shawn's pants and started roughly fingering
his hole, stretching the well-greased anal ring! Shawn's pants were roughly
pulled off at the ankles, and a hard cock presented to his ass before
shoving inside. Shawn grunted around the prick pommeling his throat, as he
got fucked at both holes at once.
	The man fucking Shawn's mouth started to groan as he held him by
the ears and pounded the throat in front of him. He'd been fucking Shawn's
mouth/throat nonstop [uninterrupted] for about 8 solid minutes, his hairy
sweaty bare chest heaving heavily as his face grimaced sourly while he
fucked. He stared down at his cock pummeling Shawn's face, his hairy balls
slapping my son's chin like a pair of ping-pong ball! Then at the last
second, he threw his head back and erupted in ecstasy, "AAARRHHHHH...!!"
coming like a banshee straight down the back of Shawn's ravished throat!
Shawn simply drained the man's cock [while the man stumbled about to keep
his balance], even as his ass was being simultaneously fucked by another
man. The guy at his mouth pulled back, but was quickly replaced by another
who shoved into Shawn's mouth and immediately started hammering his young
throat.


	The man in MY ass was starting to show signs of wear. I could see
him starting to perspire behind me in the mirror. He kept looking down to
watch his dick disappear up my backend as his pelvic bone slapped into my
cheeks. I felt his fingers dig into my shoulders, then saw his eyes kind of
CROSS [through the mirror] as he rammed in for the last time and
came. "AARRRHHHHGG...!!" he grunted as he filled my ass with his own ball
juice babies, mixing it with the other loads already inside me.
	After he fell out of my ass, someone else calmly got behind me and
slid inside. "Hi Mike..." said Carlos [from my construction crew] in my
ear. We both looked into each other's eyes through the mirror ahead of
us. "...been a minute...!" he said, pleasantly.


"Yeah..., been kinda busy the past couple of days..." I informed, coldly
[still a little pissed that I got fired because of my Mexican crew fucking
me on the job].


"No hard feelings, right Mike...?" he asked, holding his cock in at a
standstill, waiting to see my reaction before fucking.


"I heard YOU got my supervisor's position...?" I questioned/accused.


"Yes...it was OFFERED to me after you left...!" explained Carlos.


"I didn't `leave'..." I reminded, spinning around in my seat [causing his
cock to slip out of my ass]. "...I was FIRED after you and your FRIENDS
fucked me at a client's house!"


"That was not our fault...we did not intend for you to get into any
trouble...!" defended Carlos.


"But I DID, didn't I...?" I asked, rather flipped. "If ANY of us had to get
fired, we ALL should have gotten fired! That's the way I see it!" I stated,
bluntly.


"You think WE should have gotten fired with you...?" asked Carlos, his now
softening dick hanging out of his pants. "But I guess the Company didn't
see it that way. YOU were the supervisor..., I guess THEY think we were
just following orders!" he reasoned.


"Yet YOU, Luis, Alejandro, and Peppi were the ones who initiated the sex!"
I argued.


"Is this guy bothering you, Mike...?" asked Joe, intervening.
	I looked Carlos directly in his brown eyes [DAMN he was a handsome
man!]...


"Yes Joe...he IS...!" I said, feeling more anger for him than lust at the
moment.


"Step away for Mike, please..." insisted Joe, firmly. "...we have a long
line of customers looking to pay respects to Mike, and you're holding up
the line!"


"Yeah, STEP OFF wetback!" said one of the angry regulars, forcing Carlos to
go back to his table with his friends. "No, don't bother to set down..."
said the guy, following Carlos back to his table. "...you can keep heading
for the DOOR!"


"Yeah, YOU and your Brokeback friends!" added another regular.


"We're not bothering anyone from here..." reasoned Carlos, as Peppi,
Alejandro, and Luis looked on, not understanding much English, but
recognizing the angry tones...!


"You're bothering US!" argued the man, shoving Carlos back.
	Peppi, and the others jumped up to defend their friend as a violent
shoving match insured, with a lot of angry Spanish. I saw Joe rush from
behind the bar [with a baseball bat in hand] as Ron came running out [from
hiding?] of the back storeroom! He and Joe ran over to break up the melee,
separating the Mexicans from the mob.


"What the fuck's going on out here...?!" asked Ron, angrily.


"They were bothering Mike!" yelled one of my friends.


"They got Mike fired from his job!" yelled another.


"THEY didn't get Mike fired from anything...!" argued Ron, standing between
the two sides. "MIKE got Mike fired! Put blame where it belongs!"
	The mob sulked, then slowly started to disburse as they went back
to their seats, drinks, and/or conversations. Ron and my eyes met, as I
quickly turned about in my seat. Ron had been here the whole time, hiding
out in back as if he didn't want to see me, or something! And NOW he was
taking Carlos's side over mine! If he didn't want to have anything to do
with me, then I didn't want to have anything to do with him either!
	I quickly downed my beer as another customer got behind me and
shoved his cock in my ass...! I pushed back on it as he grabbed my waist
and started fucking. I needed something IN me to forget Ron existed!


"You guys alright...?" asked Ron, checking up on Carlos and his crew.


"Yes Mike, thanks...!" said Carlos, holding his hand out to shake.
	Ron looked down at Carlos's hand, but didn't shake it.


"Let's get something straight, Carlos..." he said sternly, in a low voice
as not to attract attention. "...I agree with them, ALL of you should have
been fired..., but I understand that MIKE was the one in charge, so HE was
the only one who paid the consequence...! But we all know HE wasn't the one
who initiated the sex..., YALL did! Yall took advantage of him, and now
you've got his JOB as a result!"


"We intended for none of that to happen..." defended Carlos.


"I know..., but it did!" reasoned Ron. "I'm not blaming you...but don't
expect friendship either! Mike's a..." he hesitated, glancing over at me as
I got fucked from a stranger from behind. "...a friend!" he added before
walking on. Carlos retook his seat as the others began to ask him what
happened in Spanish...
	Ron walked over to the end of the bar and requested a beer. Joe
acted immediately to pour him one. I couldn't help looking down at him as
he did everything in his power to ignore me, turning away to watch Shawn
instead. When Joe handed his beer, he took off towards the back of the bar,
leaving me behind.


"Hey MIKE!" called Tyrone, as he and Big Willie and a few of their
`hommies' from the trucking company walked in [I recognized two of them as
trucking security (chap-18)].


"Oh shit, NOW what...?" sighed Joe under his breathe, sensing trouble
brewing. "Look Tyrone...we don't want any problems here...!" he warned,
before anything could get started.


"WE don't want any problems either..." reasoned Tyrone, holding his arms
out peaceably. "...all we want is sum good beer and sum tite ass...! That's
all we wanted yesterday when my homboi was assaulted with a beer bottle!"
he added, shooting his eyes over at Darren and Beau's table.
	Beau didn't say anything, as he continued to sit back in his chair
with his beer, waiting to see what happened...?


"We're sorry about that..." apologized Joe, looking at Willie with a big
white bandage taped to the back of his head from the hospital. "...things
got a lil' out of hand..., but we don't condone violence here...!"


"Won't be no trouble if nobody starts no trouble...!" assured Tyrone,
motioning for his people to find seats. "We want 5 beers!" he ordered, as
they commandeered themselves a table that had already been occupied.


"Sure, sure...whatever...!" said Joe, trying to keep the peace as he got to
pouring.
	I was looking at Ty's table from over my shoulder, when one of the
guards spotted me and winked. I turned back around [minding my business],
but could see them looking at me and laughing as I got fucked while sitting
at the bar.


"Told you..." I overheard Tyrone say. "...he AND his son'r big whores here!
ANYBODY could just walk in OFF THE STREET and fuck them! Just keep
watchin'...!"
	The guy behind me started to buck and tremble as he started to cum
inside me, making all kinds of noises to cause even more unwanted attention
in my direction. My ass was empty barely a second before the guy sitting
next to me got up off his stool and shoved his cock into me. By now my
asshole was swimming with cum, so entry was easy as spent sperm began to
ooze from my body. He grabbed onto my waist, titled his frame backwards a
tad, then started fucking up into me, using my ass as an exercise
apparatus.


	At the back of the bar Shawn was getting another load of cum dumped
down his throat, while the guy butt fucking him from behind on his knees
started to howl and cringe as he added the first load of the night up
Shawn's ass. As soon as the two fuckers finished coming, Shawn was yanked
up off the floor by Ron, then roughly manhandled over to the pool table
where he was forced face down.
	Ron lifted one of Shawn's legs up onto the table [parting his legs
and exposing his hole], then ripped his erection from his pants and
immediately rammed it full length up Shawn's ass, spearing him on 10 rock
solid inches at once. Shawn howled out loud as he lifted his head off the
pool table, but didn't resist as his smarting ass quickly tightened and
adjusted to the assault. Ron pushed Shawn's head down against the flat of
the table by the back of the neck, then started to violently pound into his
upturned ass! Shawn grunted and groaned out loud, no doubt loving every
minute of the rough play as Ron took control of his body and fucked him
like a total whore in front of everyone! An audience began to gather around
as if the main show had begun. I could actually SEE people getting up from
their seats to get a better view as cocks came out of their pants for a
good wanking.


"Oh god..." groaned Shawn, his face plastered against the table as Ron
brutally fucked him from behind, pounding his pelvic bone into his ass like
punishment.
	Ron had always been an aggressive guy. I'd seen him fuck the shit
out of women in strip clubs and the back allies of some of our favorite
hangouts, but he seemed to relish in treating Shawn like dumpster trash,
humiliating him in ways I'd never seen him do to women. Of course Shawn
[and the crowd] loved it. Shawn's cock was rock hard the whole time Ron
fucked him, slamming him with 10 mighty inches every time his hips slapped
into his ass.
	Ron actually looked sexy as hell fucking Shawn, his muscular manly
figure standing over my son's slightly smaller frame, using him as a sex
object to jack his cock off in! I fully expected Ron to cum up Shawn's ass
after such an aggressive display, but was as surprised as the rest of the
room when he abruptly pulled out, leaving Shawn's cunt vacant. He stepped
aside as Alejandro stepped up. Stripping completely naked [showing off his
amazingly built body], Alejandro took Ron's stop and aimed his 10.5" cock
up against Shawn's slightly agape hole, then rammed in.


"Arrrhhh...!" grunted Shawn as the big Spanish cock bore through him.
	Alejandro picked up where Ron left off, pounding his meat through
my son's exposed ass for everyone in the bar to see. Climbing up onto the
pool table, he held onto Shawn's ribcage [Shawn's face plastered to the
table while his ass was hiked high in the air for fucking], bending over
Shawn's back as he slammed his thick meaty cock in and out of my son's
greedy hole. Everyone could see Alejandro's big Mexican cock pommeling
through Shawn's pale white ass, stretching it wide and fucking it deep.
	I noticed Darren and Beau out of their seats as they stood by their
table and watched the show. I saw Tyrone push his way through the crowd as
he stepped to the frontline. Alejandro's cock started to throb as he
fucked. He pulled his cock all the way out of Shawn's ass, then rammed back
in again, the giant veined phallus disappearing in Shawn's spread ass as
his asshole stretched wide to accommodate, hugging Alejandro's massive cock
as it resumed sliding in and out, faster.


	Alejandro built momentum as he fucked Shawn's ass from the top down
[literally doing squats into his ass]. Shawn grunted out loud after every
inward plunge, his abdomen bulging slightly every time the cock hit
home. Alejandro plunged through Shawn's ass without let up, punishing the
boy's innards with his sizable lance before he suddenly pulled out and
began spewing thick white hot clots of thick creamy cum all over Shawn's
pulsating anus.
	The crowd erupted in lustful applause as Alejandro shoved back in
to finish off inside. Semen drooled slowly down Shawn's perineum, towards
his hanging balls before dripping onto the stained top pool table.


	Alejandro pulled out after dumping his load, leaving the gap wider
than before he fucked it. As he climbed down off the pool table, Tyrone
[now naked from the waist down] climbed up on it, slapped his 12" black
python lewdly against Shawn's ass. Shawn groaned like a slut dogg in heat
as he rotated and wagged his tail, enticing Tyrone to fuck him hard. Tyrone
waiting for the taunt of the crowd, knowing they got off on watching Shawn
get ravished. He slapped his cock through Alejandro's spilled seed before
pulling back to align his big cock to Shawn's hungry opening. By now Shawn
was begging Tyrone to fuck him, as the crown chanted "Do it! Do it! Do it!
Do it!"
	Tyrone aimed his cockhead, then slowly sank his long black snake
like prick into Shawn's quivering anal cave, burying all 12 inches of his
manhood deep inside with one long slow thrust. Shawn groaned like a
pregnant woman having a set of twins as Tyrone speared straight through to
his stomach.


"Damn...look at that big black cock in that tight white ass..." groaned a
spectator, coming all over the floor at that very moment as he jacked off
watching.
	The guy behind me came too, adding his load to the half dozen or so
already in my body. I took my half full mug of beer with me as I got up
from my stool and wandered towards the back of the bar where all the real
action was [my sweatpants still under my exposed ass], for a better view of
my son getting butt pounded like a street whore in public. Tyrone was just
starting to set a steady fuck pace, when I noticed Ron standing at the
front of the crowd drinking a bottled beer and watching the show. I fought
the urge to walk up to him [wanting to catch some of his attention], when I
felt someone moving in close beside me...


"Hi Mike...?" said Darren [Beau's brother].


"Oh, hi Darren...!" I said, completely taken aback at the moment [I hadn't
really seen or interacted with him since that first day we met, when I
fingered his sweet ass and incidentally igniting the brutal fucking he got
at the hands of Tyrone and Willie in the men's room (chap-5)]. "How've you
been...?" I asked, awkwardly.


"I've been good...!" he answered back, politely. "Beau and I were wondering
if there was any chance of the 3 of us hooking up privately sometime...?"
he asked, much to my surprise.


"You, ME, and Beau...?" I asked, looking over at the younger brother as he
watched the show from across the room.


"Yes..." said Darren, enthusiastically. "...we'd really LIKE to hang out
with you...without ALL these people watching...!" he added, gesturing
towards the crowd.


"Oh..." I said, flabbergasted that they wanted ME and not Shawn!
	I remembered watching Beau butt fuck the shit out of Shawn right
there ON that very pool table the first night we all met, then I recalled
how sweet Darren's asshole felt on my probing finger before Tyrone ushered
him off to the men's room to fuck against his will...! "...okay...sure...!"
I agreed, wondering what kind of MESS I was getting myself into?


"Great!" smiled Darren, reaching into his pocket. "This's our number and
address..., feel free to stop by whenever you have a chance!"
	I took the information and stuffed it in my pocket as Darren
reached back behind me and grasped my right ass cheek, squeezing it firmly
before walking away, rejoining his brother at their table.
	I was so in awe by the whole conversation [and my wild imagination,
daydreaming about what an afternoon with the brothers might be like]...,
that I didn't even hear the man behind me until his lips was practically in
my ear...!


"Wussup whitebread...?" asked one of the security guards who fucked me at
The Fernway Trucking Co., stand just over my shoulder [I'm 6'3", his 6'4 &
1/2". "Been keepin' those cheeks in shape for us...?" he asked in my ear,
rubbing his bulge into my ass. "You KNOW how much we appreciated havin' you
drop by our place...! We were hopin' for an encore!"


"Sorry..., but The Frog has me booked solid with dates at the moment...!" I
declined, somehow feeling misused and disrespected at the trucking company.


"Then I guess I'd better get MINE when I can, eh...?" he asked, unzipping
his pants behind me before pulling out his thick hard cock and pushed it up
between my sperm slimed ass cheeks.
	I'd been trying to take a break from getting fucked [to enjoy the
show along with everyone else], when I felt him pushing his cock up into
me. Having been fucked by a half dozen guys already, my asshole was well
fucked and lubed enough for him to EASY slip straight in with very little
effort! I could feel the cock stretching my anal ring as it pushed inside,
separating my cheeks. The guys standing beside me watched as the black
security guard [still in full uniform] pressed up into me, hugging me from
behind by the waist. I stood there in the middle of the crowded bar,
surrounded by drinking patrons, with a big black cock stuffed up my ass!


	I kept my eyes focused on the back of Ron's head and my son Shawn
[as the security guard began to fuck me], watching Tyrone hammer through
his ass as he fucked him in the same position Alejandro had. Tyrone held
onto Shawn ribs as he fucked him from above, darting his big slimy
foot-long in and out of Shawn's pink boy-hole.
	Shawn's cock was rock hard between his legs, drooling strands of
pre-cum from his swaying dickhead onto the pool top. Every time Tyrone's
cock plunged in balls deep, a mass of Alejandro's creamy white seed would
excavate from deep inside and ooze out over his balls like creamy white
milk. Tyrone picked up the pace, fucking harder and stronger as he stabbed
his cock in and out at full length. Everyone could tell he was getting
close to blowing his wad, as his cock started pulsing thickly with every
plunge.
	Someone [an average guy] climbed up onto the pool table, then
jacked off over Shawn's face. Shawn wasn't even able to lift his head off
the table, as the weight of Tyrone leaning over his back kept him plastered
in place. The guy groaned as the cum sprung from his cockhead [splattering
between Shawn's shoulder-blades], then oozed down over his left cheek,
coating it with white droplets of protein milkshake. Shawn could only groan
and grunt as Tyrone wailed away at his backside, opening his mouth and
extended his tongue to try to taste some of the spillage as it started to
run towards his mouth.


"urrhh...I'm about to nut...!" announced Tyrone, throwing his weight into
his last stroke as he speared his entire 12" shaft into Shawn's gut!
"AARRRRHHHH YEAH...! TAKE IT BITCH!" he yelled as the orgasm hit, grinding
his pelvic bone into Shawn's ass.


"UHHHHHH..." gasped Shawn as the hot cum poured into him, filling his
insides with rich black potency! The audience erupted into spontaneous
applause as Tyrone's big bloated balls pulsed and contracted, pumping fresh
seed deep into Shawn's gut!
	When Tyrone finally pulled out, Shawn's asshole erupted outward
like the mouth of an active volcano, spewing thick gobs of creamy cum lava
over his sperm soaked premium.


	Tyrone climbed down off the pool table, as Peppi started to climb
up. Despite the dispute earlier, many of the onlookers wanted to see the
Mexican's infamous wrist thick cock stretch Shawn's talented asshole to the
limit! They wanted their money's worth for all the booze they'd been
drinking while waiting for us to arrive!
	While Peppi got into position [stroking his bull meat to total
stiffness], Shawn lifted his head off the table to scoop what was left of
the cum off his face, then licked it from his fingers. Peppi pressed the
head of his plum sized cockhead into Shawn's elastic hole, then shoved the
rest of his semi-hard cock inside, burying himself up to the balls!


"URRHHHHH...!!" grunted Shawn, falling back into place as his asshole
stretched wide!
	Peppi ground against his ass, allowing Tyrone's and Alejandro's cum
loads to coat his prick. Everyone watched as he started to pull back,
withdrawing only half of his 13" monster dong, before shoving back in. I
could tell by the way Shawn's belly extended and the way his groans raised
in nature, that Peppi's cock was growing fatter, thicker, and longer inside
him.


	Meanwhile my black security guard was holding my hips from behind,
jamming his dick up my ass as he began slapping his hips into me like a
brick wall. My entire body rocked and shook from the impact of his thrusts,
his bull balls slapping between my thighs as he fucked, bending slightly at
the knee with an upward angle as he thrust UP into me. My own erection
tented the front of my sweats [still covering my hard-on. A half drunken
patron loosened my drawstring and freed my 9" erection for everyone to see,
then he reached into my groin and began to stroke me, --not necessarily
trying to get me off, but more like checking out my erection curiously. I
could feel the access cum dripping from my well fucked asshole streaking
down the backs of my legs as I got fucked. The guard hammered me hard,
watching the show along with everyone else as he drilled me from
behind. Amid the chitter-chatter, hoops and hollers, and catcalls, I could
hear his hips slapping into me like a paddle, giving rousing testimony that
he was plunging the entire shaft into me! I tried stifling my grunts and
groans, not wanting to bring too much added attention to myself, even as I
was being openly pounded in the middle of the bar! While Peppi was busy
busting open Shawn, I noticed Beau making his way into the john. Everyone's
eyes were locked on the spectacle at the pool table, so hardly anyone [but
me] noticed big Willie and two other black men heading into the restroom
after him!
	I could only imagine what happened inside...


	Beau had drank more than his fair share of brew tonight, and needed
to relieve himself before his bladder burst. He barely made it into the
men's room fast enough, fishing his penis from his fly just in time as he
began pissing into the urinal. Throwing his head back in ecstasy, he sighed
in relief as nearly a full pint of piss emptied from his bladder.
	He was still in the midst of peeing when the restroom door
opened. Believing it merely another patron looking to empty his bladder,
Beau paid little attention as he continued to pee. He didn't realize he was
in any trouble, until he felt Willie's thick muscled forearm wrap around
his throat, roughly pulling him from the urinal and subsequently causing
him to pee all over the floor!


"HEY...!" he yelled out loud, trying to pry the black arm from around his
neck!


"Ain't so fuckin' tough without a beer bottle in yur hand now, eh white
boy...?!" asked Willie, locking Beau in place with his amazing grip [Willie
was built thickly (220 lbs to Beau's mere 140)]. Willie's accomplices
pulled Beau's pants down about his ankles, exposing his taut furry buttock
to Willie's 6.5" erection.
	Willie reached into his pocket and pulled out a small disposable
tube of lube, shoving the tip up into Beau's ass crack and squeezing a
generous amount onto his tightly puckered anus! Beau knew what big Willie
had in mind, and tried to wiggle out of his grasp. But Willie was bound and
determined to enact revenge on Beau for busting him in the head, causing
him to get stitches. Using his amazing strength, he lifted Beau off the
floor [his feet dangling inches off the ground], then reached down with his
free hand and aimed his dick up between Beau's tightly squeezed cheeks,
trying to shove into his asshole. Beau locked his cheeks together, refusing
to give in despite not being able to breathe. Willie slammed Beau face
first into the urinal wall, then stabbed his beer can thick cock straight
into Beau's anus!


"AARRRRHHHHHHHHHHHHH...!!!" screamed the younger brother, before Willie
managed to cover his gaping mouth with his huge hand [muffling his
screams].
	Beau felt the thick cock stretching his poor virgin hole as the
head and 6.5" black shaft buried inside him, tearing away at his manly
pride. With his feet dangling off the ground, his legs flared back and
forth as he struggled like a fish out of water. Willie had a time keeping
Beau on the hook, but he managed to walk him over to the sink, forcing him
to bend over to expose more of his hole!


"YOU MOTHERFUCKERS! I'M GONNA KILL YOU FOR THIS! YOU HEAR ME? YOU'RE DEAD,
MAN! DEAD!!" threatened Beau, as his head was forced over the sink! The
security guards aided Willie by grabbing Beau's arms, pulling them forward
over the sink to keep him bending over the porcelain. Willie held onto
Beau's trim waist, grinding against his furry white ass as he allowed his
thick cock to stretch the hole.
	Willie pulled back only a few inches [not wanting to fall out of
his new roost], then shoved back in as hard as he could. He fucked Beau's
ass with deliberate roughness, punishing him for the pain and embarrassment
he caused the other night.
	The second guard stuffed wads of paper towels into Beau's mouth,
keeping him from alerting the patrons sitting outside the restroom. With
music playing on the jukebox, a ball game playing on the big screen, and a
live sex show on display in the back of the bar, no one really paid much
attention to what was happening in the restroom, and anyone who may have
heard something, probably believed it merely another restroom fuck session
[commonplace in The Frog]!


	Peppi was powering through Shawn's ass with deep long strokes, his
cock now fully hard as he dove in and out of my son's outrageously
stretched anus! All eyes were glued on Shawn's ass getting mauled by the
hot Mexican construction worker as he [totally naked] fucked Shawn atop the
pool table.
	Peppi's ass was on full display while he fucked, but unlike
Alejandro's and Tyrone's tightly sealed ass cracks, Peppi's ass cheeks
spread wide, a deeply dug impression indicating that his ass had been
tapped many times before by an equally big dick(s)! Every time he buried
his cock in Shawn's ass and ground it home, his big anus would pucker and
relax involuntarily [like the black pornstar Mr. Marky], leaving many of
the men in the room suspect that Peppi's ass was ripe for the taking,
believing he might be [undercover] just about as hungry an anal bottom as
Shawn himself...!


	I was still getting fucked by my security guard, unaware of the
rape happening in the men's room [in fact I'd all but forgotten I saw big
Willie follow Beau inside], as my security guard's fuck thrusts
increased. I could feel his grasp on my waist tighten as his thrusts became
more urgent. He'd been pounding my ass for over 15 minutes, hammering
nonstop as I surrendered my ass to his powerful drive. I could sense he was
getting close to blowing his load as his pelvic bone slapped into my ass
harder and louder, causing attention from the people standing nearer to us
[stroking their cocks as they awaited the big cum moment on stage].


"Damn that ass feels good...!" gasped my fucker, pounding through me with a
renewed lease for life. I could feel his cock stiffening harder as he
pounded, gripping my waist as he rammed himself inside, then held himself
in deep as he ground home! "ARRRHHHH FUCK...!" he shouted, alerting
everyone around us. "ARRHHHHHHHHHHHHH...!!"
	I rose up onto my tiptoes as the hot hard cock inside me erupted,
shooting thick rich coats of molten cum into my rectum! Strange hands
stroked me while I got fucked, keeping me on edge without sending me over
the cliff! But when the security guard's cock erupted inside me, I came all
over the stranger's hand stroking me! My cum coated his entire hand,
painting his wrist and forearm with creamy white streaks as my asshole
spasm and flexed around the embedded cock inside me!


"Fuck yur tight!" complimented the guard, holding himself inside. After his
orgasm was over, he slowly pulled free, leaving my anus empty and grasping
for more...!
	At the same time Peppi was busy fucking Shawn, pounding my son's
ass with deeper, more probing strokes! Everyone was locked on the sight of
Peppi's cock pummeling through Shawn's spread/stretched hole, the inner
lining clasping about Peppi's girth like a sheer stocking as it thrust
through him like a plunger! Peppi pulled his entire cock from Shawn's
gaping hole [leaving nothing but a black hole where the pucker should have
been], then rammed back in balls deep, grinding against Shawn's
ass. Shawn's abdomen extended and his cock pulsed and thickened every time
Peppi plunged balls deep, spearing his anus on all 13 inches at once! Each
time Peppi pulled out, a burst of spent cum escaped Shawn's pouting anal
lips, streaking down over his balls as his cock leaked more pre-cum.
	Peppi removed his cock and plunged back in full length with every
stroke. His cum glistening cock thickened and grew as he fucked, becoming
as stiff as a 2x4 as it began to pulse and throb. Peppi plunged a dozen or
so more time, increasing his speed as his cock grew thicker. With one last
plunge, he held his cock in deep as his fully exposed asshole began flexing
and pulsating wildly, letting everyone know he was coming deep in Shawn's
packed gut! Shawn's 7" cock throbbed, then started hosing ropes of teen
cream onto the table top beneath him as he came without touching himself!
His contracting balls and throbbing boyhood stood on complete display for
the patrons as his asshole spasm around Peppi's deeply embedded prick! The
audience applauded their approval at the spectacular display, many of the
watchers coming on cue [Joe would have a hard time mopping up the mess
later]!
	I thought everything was going just fine until Darren [wondering
what was taking his brother so long in the men's room] walked in on Beau's
rape...!


"BEAU...!!" he yelled out loud, as everyone's attention turned towards the
restroom!
	Willie had cum up Beau's backside [sending bursts of thick potent
trucker cream into his vitals], passing him off to one of the security
guards. The guard had Beau on his back on the pissy restroom floor, bent in
half with Beau's knees pressed down against his chest in locked position
while he did pushups into Beau's ass like an Olympic athlete! Beau was
groaning and grunting in physical pain as he got fucked, his 8" hard cock
visible for everyone lucky enough to glance inside to see...!


to be continued...


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