Date: Sun, 25 Jan 2015 13:57:44 -0800
From: John Black <blackhunk33@gmail.com>
Subject: The Legacy of a Starman, Chapter 2.
The Legacy of a Starman
Chapter 2
The next morning, I woke up at my usual time. I felt wooly-headed
for a few moments, but that passed quickly. My mind recalled what had
happened in the last couple of days and I smiled. Now, there was the
obvious task of spreading the cure for cancer to the general population.
As I worked on that, I decided I should take a shower and think about it in
there. My dick was hard because it always is in the morning. Not able to
resist, I slowly jacked off a nice load. It was noticeably bigger than my
usual huge loads. Instead of pumping out about 10 creamy jets of cum, I
sprayed 15. I'd counted them! Some man's ass or mouth was going to be
severely flooded, I smiled.
Getting back to the problem of transmitting the cure, I remembered
that the crystal had created a file on my computer before the crystal went
dark. Hurriedly, I dried off and dressed, and then accessed the file in
question. Reading through the file, I saw that the cure would be
world-wide within a year. Any person who touched my skin or I touched them
or they touched a surface I had touched would get enough fragments of the
cure to eradicate any cancer cells they had. The solution was
transmissible to another two people, but at that point, it would be too
diluted to transmit further. However, if one of those three people had a
probable diagnosed case of cancer, the solution would create enough of the
cure to wipe out the cancer in that person's body. Because there were so
many curing particles in the cured cancer patient, they had now become a
patient zero. They would permanently be able to transmit the cure for life
to anyone, just like I could now. As always, if new patient zero people
fucked bareback or had another person swallow a load of sperm, the
recipient would be cured of cancer and also become another patient zero.
However, that didn't answer the question I'd posed to myself
earlier. Just how should I go about "exposing" the general population to
the cure? Getting access to cancer patients was a problem. I had no
reason to be at a hospital wing dedicated to their treatment. Then, I
thought their doctors would be an excellent vector, but I didn't know any
oncologists, nor did I have a reason to visit one. Hospitals did have
nurses and orderlies and other support staff, but I didn't know anyone from
those occupations, either. There were cancer support groups for patients
and families. Maybe that would accomplish the spread of the cure.
Before I went off to school, I checked on-line for cancer support
groups. There were several in town, most of which focused on one
particular type of cancer, but were welcoming to all cancer patients and
families who needed a shoulder to lean on. Three of them were meeting this
week during the evening. That gave me the target, but how could I "infect"
them? Surely, they weren't going to bend over for a tall, muscular, black
kid and get fucked bareback. There had to be another way.
During the school day, I considered, but tossed several ideas.
None of them were practical. As a bunch of the guys were showering after
our practice baseball game, one of them mentioned that they'd been to a
party recently where brownies were served. They'd been laced with
marijuana and everyone got high as a kite. I wondered if brownies would do
it. Everyone loved chocolate, so they would be consumed. But, would the
cure be deactivated by the heat of baking? I'd made brownies from a
package mix before and all it required was an egg, some oil, and some
water. My creamy load could be the liquid. As much as I was pumping out
now, I had enough for two batches. And the chocolate would hide the taste
of cum. I'd have to make a trial batch to be absolutely sure that the
taste was close to authentic.
When I got home, I sprayed a load into a measuring cup and noted
that the contents measured just shy of 1.5 cups. That was nearly enough
for two batches. I made one batch according to the recipe with my sperm
substitution and the other would include a couple of tablespoons of orange
liqueur, plus sperm.
After baking, I had to let them cool and set. I cut them up after
dinner and tasted them. The ones with only sperm added did have a slightly
off taste, but I liked it because I like the taste of man cream. The other
one had the bright taste of orange with chocolate, but no sperm taste. I'd
hit on the solution! That did leave me with two concerns, though. Did the
cure survive the heat of the oven and was the quantity of cure in each
brownie square enough to create more patient zeros? I didn't think of it
at the time, but I should have been worried about the alcohol in the
liqueur killing off the cure particles.
I made two more batches with orange liqueur in them. I'd saved
most of the first orange liqueur test batch. With paper plates heaped with
my special brownies, I went to the three groups meeting that week and
offered them the brownies. I stated that I was moved by their spirit of
giving and I'd been inspired by a teacher at school who had suggested that
we do something to give back to the community. I held my breath after each
short speech, but they welcomed me with open arms. The brownies quickly
disappeared.
I needn't have worried about the efficacy of the cure. By the end
of the month, spontaneous remissions of incurable cancer patients were
being reported all over the city. The medical community was baffled.
Within another month, the entire state was reporting amazing remissions.
Other states soon joined with their own astonishing reports. Teams of
scientists tried to find a commonality that would explain the elimination
of cancer, but they came up empty-handed. By the end of a year, cancer had
been eradicated. The crystal was right.
Eleven months earlier, I was ready to ask for a cure for HIV. My
father and I worked on the wording to eliminate only certain retroviruses.
The complexity of the solution took as long as the cure for cancer. When
it was ready, the crystal transmitted the cure through the palm of my hand.
Again, I barely got into bed before I was sound asleep.
I'd been thinking about how I was going to get the cure into the
community for the last month. I knew I had to start with gay men, but I
couldn't fuck every gay man. I didn't know how to find enough of them to
get the ball rolling. My college friend gave me the answer. He mentioned
that a friend of his went to a sex club that was located just off the
Ventura Freeway and not far from the Redline Metro. It would be easy for
me to get there from home and back. Now that I was 18, I could stay out
much later without my parents having a major meltdown.
The website said that the sex club opened on weeknights at eight
and at two in the afternoon on Saturday and Sunday. It closed at four in
the morning. I'd be home well before closing. Their six-month membership
looked like the best choice. I knew I'd have to go several times to fuck
as many men as I could. That would spread the cure the fastest.
I was looking forward to going. This would be Nirvana for me. I
would now know how many times I could jet out a load in one night. And I'd
be able to fuck a lot of hot men bareback.
Two days later on a Friday night, I was there a few minutes after it
opened. I saw no point in getting a room. A locker would be enough. With
my towel in hand, I walked down the hallways and into the common rooms.
Few men were there, but more were arriving all the time. I asked someone
when the real action started and he said that the place is really busy by
11 p.m., but he was ready for action now. He was a nice looking Latino man
in his late 30s with a sweet, round ass. He took me back to his room after
he sucked my dick for a few seconds. I was instantly hard.
There were no preliminaries. He got on the bed on his back, pulled
his legs into his chest and said, "Fuck me!" I ate his clean ass for a
couple of minutes before I mounted him. He squealed and thrashed beneath
me, begging me to fuck him.
"I hope you like big loads in your hot ass, Man," I smiled down at
him. He nodded vigorously and smiled.
"Give me that monster meat and fill me up with your baby gravy," he
begged.
"Your ass is so hot, I'm gonna cum too soon," I warned. But, by
then, it was too late. Before he could ask me to stop, I was blasting a
huge load up his ass. It was like the load I'd sprayed in my shower on the
first day.
And he loved it. "Damn, Baby! I can feel you nutt up my ass. Keep
feeding me your baby gravy! Fuck me, Man!"
I didn't count the number of jets of sperm that I delivered, nor
did he. But, both of us were satisfied with the result. His ass was full
of cum and my dick was happy. He would be even happier when he found out
that he no longer tested positive for the virus. And he wouldn't know that
he was now a patient zero, too. Surely, someone would suck him off and
they'd be a patient zero, also. As easily as he accommodated my big, thick
dick, I figured he probably wasn't a top.
Leaving his small room, I moved toward the showers. I soaped up my
dick and got clean. The man standing next to me was a great looking white
boy. He was in his 40s probably, and was checking me out with lust in his
eyes. My dick started to harden as I stroked the soap off of it. "You
want some of this?" I asked him. He nodded and fell to his knees. I got a
really good blowjob and was about to nutt when he pulled away. "You want
my load down your throat or up your ass?" He turned around and bent over.
"Good choice," I smiled.
This fuck took longer than the last one, but not by much. I warned
him that I shot a big load and he only glanced over his shoulder and
smiled. A few seconds later, I grunted out my second load of the evening.
He enjoyed every creamy jet of sperm that I pounded into him. When my
climax ceased, he held me against him and told me to leave my dick inside
him. He liked how big I was and how much sperm I'd given him. I smiled.
Another patient zero had been created.
But, my dick softened and I slipped out. Once more I cleaned off
my dick, grabbed my towel, and continued my tour of the facility. There
was a sling room, but no one was in it. Another room had numerous
glory-holes. A small weight room was also vacant. At the end of the hall
was a lounge kind of room with a bar that served no alcohol and a large
screen television that was playing a pretty good porno film. The guys in
the film were fucking bareback. They were hot! One big stud was pounding
another guy's ass. A third guy was sitting on the face of the man getting
fucked and the guy doing the fucking was sucking on the guy's dick that was
doing the face sitting. Everyone in the film seemed to be having a good
time. However, there was no one in the room except for the bartender.
"Buy you a drink, Handsome?" the bartender leered. I suggested
cranberry juice and soda. He fixed my drink and leaned over the bar. He
kissed me. "I've never seen you in here before. You're a total stud," he
smiled. He leaned over the counter and checked out my dick. "You like to
fuck with that beauty?"
I turned him around and leaned over the counter to look at his
butt. He was wearing leather chaps with nothing on that hid his round,
eager ass. "You like it deep and plentiful?" I countered.
"Fuck, yeah!" he grinned. "Ain't nothin' goin' on, so we might as
well start the evening out right." I wasn't about to tell him that I'd
already nutted in two hungry manholes. He leaned over the bar as I moved
around behind him. His ass was even rounder and harder when he bent over.
I knelt behind him and ate his hole out for a few minutes while he begged
for some dick. I teased him with my slippery dickhead, lubing up his
pulsing hole with precum. "Oh, Man! I gotta have it," he begged again.
"Be careful what you ask for," I warned. "I nutt a lot and I'm
kinda big," I added.
"Fill me up, Stud. I really need this," he moaned. I leaned over
his back and pushed my dick into his welcoming hole. He tensed up for a
moment, but then relaxed and let me push my big dick all the way in.
"Yeah, like that," he crooned. With slow in and out motions, I fucked his
hungry ass. He met each of my thrusts by pushing his ass back against me.
My dick jerked hard inside him. "You feel like you're ready to breed me,"
he said over his shoulder.
"I'm so close right now that I gotta stop all motion or I'll flood
your love tunnel for sure," I whispered. I held my breath and tried to
think of something else. It didn't work. My dick jerked hard again, but
this time, it was followed by a serious of quick pulses that signaled my
balls to empty. I held him tightly against me as I filled his sweet tunnel
with my thick cream. He loved how much sperm I was pumping into him. He
would know later that he got a cure for his probable virus infection.
I assumed that anyone who barebacked in this sex club was positive
and didn't care how much cream he took from other men. They just wanted to
get fucked and filled. Some of them probably enjoyed topping some of the
men here, too. I wasn't making any kind of judgment. I was giving them
far more than they wanted. With the number of patient zeros I was
creating, this scourge would be over sooner than the two years the crystal
had predicted.
Leaving the panting bartender behind, I grabbed my towel and rinsed
off again. My dick was getting a good workout, but I still got a good
twitch when a hot man entered the shower room and showed off his ass or hot
dick. Taking my towel with me, I cruised through the rest of the facility.
Action was picking up, more men had arrived, and I thought I spotted
someone I knew going into a private room. I concluded it had to be my
fertile imagination. It couldn't be the quarterback on my high school
team. His girlfriend was the hottest girl at school. He was always going
on about what a great piece of tail she is.
I decided to wait discreetly near the room I'd seen him go into. I
was propositioned twice. Both men successfully sucked me off. Both of
them choked on the volume of nutt I pumped down their throats. Two more
patient zeros, I smiled. As a third man was attempting to get my dick hard
again, the quarterback came out of the room he'd fucked in. "Thanks for
the hot fuck," he said to the man in the room he'd just left. "I enjoyed
it." He turned toward me and stared. His embarrassment showed in his
white face that was now crimson. "Uh, hi, Mike," he stammered.
"Sup, Craig?" I smiled. The guy sucking my dick had been
successful. I was fully hard. "You need another load in that quarterback
ass of yours?" Craig was frozen in place. His crimson color was fading as
he stared at my dick. "You know you want this big, black dick deep in your
fine, white ass. And I know I've wanted to fuck your bubble butt from the
first time I saw it." I pulled away from the man who was trying to suck me
off and walked over to the quarterback. "Come with me, Craig. I know
exactly what you need." I took his hand and pulled him along toward the
sling room. It was still empty.
Craig climbed into the sling and I closed the padded, leather
straps over his ankles and wrists. I adjusted his body in the sling so his
ass was totally exposed and pulled out over the end of the sling that
supported his back. I knelt behind him and lightly kissed his ass and then
his asshole. He moaned with pleasure. My tongue rocketed up his hole and
he winced. But, he relaxed quickly. "Yeah, Mike! Eat that stud hole out
for me. I love your face in my butt. And you're right. I've wanted that
big monster up my butt breeding me from the first time I saw how well-hung
you are," Craig revealed. "But, I always thought you were so straight."
"The only thing straight about me is my dick, Craig," I smiled over
his nut sack. "And you're going to find out just how straight and thick it
is soon enough." I went back to eating his hole out. I'd forgotten that
he'd just taken a load from some guy moments ago. I'd never eaten out a
manhole that had cum in it before. This was new to me and I liked it. A
lot!
"I only get fucked by neg guys," Craig asserted. "So, you'd better
be negative, Mike."
"You can be sure that I am, Mr. Quarterback. But, you also have my
assurance that you're about to get the biggest load of man cream in your
ass that you could ever hope for," I pledged as I stood up. My hard dick
leaked precum as I pushed the big, spongy head against his slippery hole.
His ass lips parted and I entered him slowly. "The other guy had a pretty
good sized dick," I observed. "You're taking me pretty easily."
"Practice, practice, practice," Craig smiled up at me. As more
inches of my big dick slipped into him, I leaned over and kissed him softly
on the lips. "Fuck! You're a hot man," Craig moaned. "I love that big
dick inside me. I knew it would be so good to feel your monster buried in
me."
"My dick likes your ass a little too much, Craig," I sighed. "I'm
about to nutt inside you and it's gonna be a huge flood." I croaked out
the last word and shuddered hard as the first jet of cum sprayed into his
athletic ass. More sperm jets poured out in rapid succession. I fucked
him hard and deep, enjoying a soaring climax that built higher and higher
with each spasm and spray of nutt.
"Yeah, Mike! Fill me!" Craig begged. His hands on my black,
bubble butt held me in place so that my baby gravy was planted as deeply as
my 10" dick could reach inside his love tunnel. Even as my cream stopped
spraying and resolved to dribbles, I continued to fuck his perfect ass. He
shuddered beneath me as his dick cut loose with several squirts of cum.
I'd fucked the cum right out of him. I smiled at my success and the ease
with which I did it. I released the restraints and helped him out of the
sling. "Thanks Mike. I didn't want some guy I don't know wanting to
follow up on your fuck." I nodded my understanding, but I think he was
kidding himself.
Another man had been standing nearby watching us mate. "May I eat
your ass out?" he asked Craig. "You have a beautiful ass and I heard from
the bartender that your friend here pounds out a really big load. I'd love
to eat some of it out of your butt."
"Go for it," I said to Craig. "You'll need to abort that huge load
sometime soon, anyway. My swimmers are very active." I turned to leave as
Craig bent over for his new friend. "And Craig," I added, "if you need
another big load for that hot ass, just find me. I'll be here for a while
and I'd love to make another delivery in that deep hole of yours." He
grinned at me and nodded. I hope he does, I thought.
Once more, I wandered into the shower for a soap-up of my dick and
a return to cruising. I was enjoying this non-stop sex a lot. Fucking hot
butts was a lot of fun and very satisfying. My college friend was going to
have a lot of competition. And, I wondered, can I ever be a one-man man?
Right now, the answer was no. Perhaps in future years, I'll change my
mind. I smiled at the improbability of that: possible, but not probable.
I walked the corridors again, taking my time, checking out the men
I passed. I could be more selective now that more men had arrived. But, I
had to remind myself that my mission here was to spread the cure, not fuck
the hottest men. I was hoping I could do both.
A room that had been empty earlier had half a dozen men in it now.
I saw a plaque on the wall outside that room that said, "Orgy Room". From
the action of the men there, it was obvious that they knew why they were
there. Everyone there was entertained by at least two other men. Some
were fucking, some rimming, some blowing, and some kissing. But, I had my
sights set on a hot, black man who was about 40. I gave him a look and he
checked me out and smiled. I smiled back. He motioned for me to follow
him, but kept checking over his shoulder to be sure that I was. And he was
looking at my hard dick each time he checked. This guy was a little
shorter and a little lighter than me. His skin was darker and his hair was
short and turning grey. I liked the way his ass moved and flexed as he
walked.
We walked into his private room and he shut the door behind us. "I
sure hope that big dick is ready to fuck me," he smiled without preamble.
"I'm always up for fucking a hot ass like yours, Man," I replied.
"I sure hope you like your loads big, because that's what I'm offering
tonight."
"The bigger, the better," the handsome man said. He bent over and
got on the bed doggy style. "Take me, Stud," he urged.
I moved behind him and ate his ass for a couple of minutes to get
him lubed up. Eventually, I pressed my spongy dickhead against his asshole
and squeezed out several drops of precum to assist the journey into his
deep hole. My dick entered him slowly. He raised a hand and pushed back
against my abs.
"It's been a while since I had a dick as big as yours," he allowed.
"Take it easy on me." I slowed my pace and pulled out a couple of inches
before I resumed probing his depths. "Yeah, take your time and fill me
up." I held off for a few more minutes after getting all the way into him.
The pace was very slow, but he seemed to love it. "You really are a big
guy," he observed. "Usually, I'm the one doing the fucking, but I couldn't
pass up a beautiful man like you with a huge dick like that," he sighed
with pleasure. "I'll be having fantasies about this session with you for
weeks to come."
I was about to tell him that I'd be here often for the next few
months, but my dick was demanding my attention. "Oh, shit!" I bellowed.
Without warning, I was loading up his ass. I couldn't believe how hard I
was squirting into him. It felt like my balls were in my throat, straining
to empty their contents into the man under me. I fucked faster and faster,
enjoying the race up my climax mountain. His ass was milking me as I fed
him more baby gravy. I fucked harder and deeper. My climax was
dissipating, but my hips continued to pump hard against his beautiful,
black ass.
"Fuck, that's a big load," he finally said as my pace slowed. "You
always squirt that much?" I nodded, unable to form a cogent sentence.
"And you fuck like you're born to it. You gotta boyfriend or a main fuck?"
I shook my head to the negative. He laughed softly. "I can sure
understand why you wouldn't," he observed. "You pound out a lot of juice
with that big dick. I doubt anyone can keep up with your needs. Don't
tell me you have quick recovery, too. That'd be too much!"
I finally found my voice. "It seems to be about 10 minutes," I
asserted.
"And you nutt just as much the second time?"
"And the third, fourth, and fifth times."
"Shit, Man! What kinda vitamins do you take?" he laughed. I
shrugged, not willing to give him the truth. "You're one of those very
gifted men who have it all," he sighed. "I envy you that, but I wonder how
easy it is to carry that kind of an over-sexed burden?"
"So far, it isn't a burden at all. I love it," I averred.
"Just how old are you?" he asked.
"I turned 18 last month," I answered.
"Yeah, I remember that age. I couldn't get enough ass. I learned
a lot in my early years. I especially found out what I liked and what I
didn't like to do with other men."
"Such as?" I pressed.
"I don't like scat, I don't like fisting, I'm not a piss queen, and
I don't like dirty men. I like them fresh and showered recently. I'm not
into fat men, but I don't have any kind of racial preference. I like a hot
ass and a big dick. I generally top because I'm a big guy with a big dick,
although not as big as yours. But, the right guy comes along and I'll
bottom for him if he wants it."
"Who wouldn't want that amazing ass of yours?" I smiled. "And how
did you learn how to work your ass muscles to suck off my dick while I was
fucking you?"
He shrugged. "It just comes naturally, I guess." A momentary look
of panic crossed his face. "I'll be right back," he said quickly as he ran
to the door. "Don't go anywhere." A second later, he'd disappeared down
the hallway.
I sat back on the bed and relaxed a moment. He's a really nice guy
and a hot fuck, I said to myself. Eventually, I might want a guy like him
in my life on a permanent basis, but with my overwhelming sexual needs and
my desire to rid the world of scourges, I had to put that off, for a little
while at least. As I sat there, I recalled that the crystal had said in
the uploaded file that the people I was "curing" would have one to three
days of low-grade fever, depending on the level of their infection. They
would suffer a less debilitating lethargy than I did when I first absorbed
the cure, and only for a few hours. The low-grade fever would probably mask
that. Consequently, I probably wouldn't see any of tonight's fuck buddies
when I got here tomorrow. The fever should start in four to six hours from
the time of exposure.
A few minutes later, he returned. "Thanks for waiting," he beamed.
"I wasn't sure you'd wait for an old guy like me, considering how amazing
you are."
"It's not the years, it's the miles," I intoned with a grin.
"Yeah, that's probably true. And speaking of truth, you really
meant it when you said you were going to deliver a big load. It was HUGE!
I've been with guys who were gangbanged by a bunch of guys and they didn't
unload as much as I just did into the toilet. That's why I had to race out
of the room a few minutes ago. Your babies wanted OUT!"
"I do have that impact on some men," I confessed. "You reacted as
you did because you don't get fucked that much, so your capacity is less
than a true bottom."
"Like those guys I always see in the slings, for instance," he
observed. I nodded. "They sure love what they do, I'll give them that.
But, it isn't my cup of tea. I'm not enough of a bottom."
"I'll bet you're an amazing top," I said. "But, as much as that's
probably true, I don't get fucked. It's just my thing."
"That may or may not change," he smiled. "I was an exclusive top
for many years," he recalled. "But, then I met a man who changed that and
changed my mind. Unfortunately, he wasn't relationship material, but we're
still good friends."
"Even though you can't fuck me, how would you like a good blowjob?"
I asked. He nodded enthusiastically. "Get on the bed on your back. I
hope you like to eat black ass."
"If it's clean, I'll eat just about any color ass," he laughed. He
moved into position and I crawled on to the bed and sat on his face.
Leaning over, I engulfed his dick and got him hard within a few more
seconds. I sucked him expertly as he rimmed my hole. The man had talent
there, too. His balls started to tighten and I could hear him snorting
into my ass. Suddenly, his body stiffened and his dick jerked hard in my
mouth. I swallowed twice to capture all his cream.
"Been a few days since you nutted?" I asked when we parted. He
nodded as he caught his breath. "You shoot a big, tasty load, Man," I
praised him. "Any man with any sense would be lucky to have you."
"Meanwhile, I'll continue to audition them with a good fuck or
blowjob," he sighed. "You're hard again," he observed. "You wanna load me
up again?"
My answer was to push his legs into his chest and eat his hole out
again. His butthole tasted heavily of cum. I smiled down at him as I
pressed his legs harder into his chest. "Let me know if I'm going too fast
or I'm hurting you," I said. I leaned in and kissed him as my dick probed
deeply into his tight love tunnel. This time, he didn't push me back, but
welcomed me in. His hands were on my ass, urging me to go deeper. "You
adapt quickly," I smiled.
"I had a good teacher." One of his hands left my ass and rested on
the back of my head. He pulled me in for another kiss. As the passion
rose, his other hand joined the first one. My hips thrust hungrily against
his asshole. He rode my long, fat dick, massaging it gently with his
internal muscles. "Fuck me, man. I really need you inside me. I want to
feel another monster load fill me up," he begged.
My balls tightened and my dick swelled. I knew I was only seconds
away from another climax. The head of my dick tingled. My big nuts kicked
and sperm raced deeply into him. His hands moved quickly back to my ass
and held me tightly against him. He wanted my nutt planted as deeply up
his ass as my black dick could spray it. I lunged hard into him, bucking
and thrusting as I jetted another monster load into his eager ass. My
climax peaked, but I didn't slow down. His internal muscles were working
extra hard at stroking me. A final jet of sperm made me shudder to a stop.
"Fuck! What a hot ass you have," I sighed. "No one has ever taken me to
such heights of pleasure."
"I aim to please," he smiled up at me. His hands remained on my
ass. He didn't want me to pull out. We kissed again and again in
post-coital bliss. But, even my dick eventually softened and snaked out of
his cum-dripping ass. "I'll have to go buy a butt plug to keep all those
swimmers inside me," he laughed. We parted with hopes of seeing each other
again soon.
Another circuit of the playrooms showed me that the sling room was
fully occupied. However, one of the couples was just finishing up. The
top had pulled away and was walking toward the door. He checked me out,
smiled, and patted my ass as I walked by. The guy who had eaten my load
out of quarterback Craig's ass moved quickly to squat behind the ass that
had just been vacated. He stuck his tongue up the guy's asshole and licked
and sucked excitedly.
"Delicious!" he concluded. He glanced over his shoulder and saw me.
"Hey, Man. You want some of this?" he asked gesturing to the ass he's just
been eating out.
"Sure," I replied. He moved out of the way and I plugged in. The
guy in the sling moaned with pleasure as my big dick opened him up more
than the previous man had. It felt different, but a good kind of
different, to fuck an already loaded ass. The added, deep lube allowed me
to slide all the way in with one, long stroke.
"Yeah, Stud. Go deep," the bottom in the sling purred. "I love big
dicks in my pussy."
"I hope you like big loads, too," said the felcher. "This guy
really pumps out a lot of cream when he nutts. I've never eaten out so
much sperm in my life, not even after a bareback orgy."
"That so?" the bottom asked me. I nodded. "Cool! I love big
loads."
The felcher knelt beneath us, his tongue licking hungrily at the
edges of the manhole I was fucking. His tongue darted up and down my shaft
when he wasn't trying to slip his tongue into the ass in the sling. He
moaned with joy as he tasted asshole and jizz. "This is the best," he
murmured. I had to agree with him. His tongue on my shaft and
occasionally on my tight balls was sending my dick signals that I was about
to breed this pre-bred, nice ass in the sling.
"You about ready for another load?" I asked the sling boy. He
grabbed his ass and pulled his butt cheeks farther apart. I took that as a
yes. With a strangled grunt, I unloaded into him with heavy jets of warm
baby gravy. If I were supposed to shoot less with each ejaculation like
most men did, I couldn't feel it. I counted 15 jerks of my balls and dick.
Each one sprayed sperm into his hungry hole. Another patient zero was
born.
When I pulled out, my felching friend quickly cleaned off my dick.
He turned and slipped his tongue up the guy in the sling and slurped away
at the big load I'd just deposited. The felcher returned to my dick to
make sure he got all the cum off of it before once more licking at the
cum-leaking hole of the sling guy. As he happily dined on the overflowing
ass, I turned and left the room.
Down the hallway was the glory-hole room. I thought I might try my
luck in there. My dick hadn't recovered yet, so I thought I might snag a
load or two through one of the glory-holes. The place was busy!
Evidently, this was the favorite activity at this sex club. Some of the
participants had another person on their side of the partition, eating out
their ass or fucking them as they got their dick sucked.
I stood to the side of the festivities and watched for a few
minutes. Of course, my dick was inspired by the scenes before me, so it
got hard as steel immediately. The longer I watched, the more eyes turned
to check me out. A minute later, my dick was drooling precum that reached
in a long, pearl string from my throbbing dick to the floor. One of the
guys who had been eating ass got off his knees and came over to me.
Without a word, he knelt on the floor before me and nearly inhaled my
hardness.
No one had ever taken me orally all the way to my pubes. This guy
did it like he was taking a deep breath. He held my hard dick deep in his
throat for several seconds before pulling off and licking the dripping tip.
"Delicious," he praised. "Do these big nuts produce enough to keep me
happy?"
I had to laugh. "You will be very surprised how much I can deliver.
Are you ready to swallow fast? I pump out more jizz than you've ever
swallowed before."
"Are you serious, Man? Is that possible?" I assured him it was.
"Now, I can't decide if I want that big load in my ass or down my throat."
"Your choice," I said agreeably.
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