Date: Sun, 15 May 2011 14:19:27 -0500
From: Bruno Newman <bruno.newman32@gmail.com>
Subject: Accidental Fuckhole, Part 2

Accidental Fuckhole, Part 2
By Bruno Newman

`Accidental Fuckhole, Part 2' {Bruno Newman} ( MB ws anal reluc rough )


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I had to wonder if the intentional design of the over-sized ottoman was of
some genius mind that knew that as Brunner fucked my ass from behind that
the ottoman would give a little forwards in order to impale my mouth onto
Gordo's veiny erection. I had the wind knocked from my lungs from Brunner's
pounding into me and little chance to gasp up any air around Gordo's oral
onslaught.

When long deep plunges into my bowels wasn't enough for Brunner, he ran his
arms beneath my torso to anchor his hands on my shoulders and fuck me like
a sex-starved gorilla. At times my feet weren't on the floor so I had NO
control of my own body as I was pummeled. Gordo drank beer idly but fucked
my face diligently. Gordo cupped Brunners' chin and poured cold beer down
his throat and onto my hot back. But the fucking didn't ease up. Tex
stepped in and replaced Gordo's schlong and I was all the worse for it, as
Tex's cock was maybe 3 inches longer and much wider. Gordo's dick had
already had me gagging. Still my nose bottomed out into Tex's bush. His
flared corona scraped my tonsils.

My Uncle Morty had taken the time and patience with me to teach me how to
suck on a man's big cock without choking. And I had gotten real good at it
as a young teenager. But Uncle Morty—as farmhand-strong and as
big-dicked as he was – wasn't the animal that Brunner and Gordo and Tex
were. These 3 might have held jobs and loved sports and motorcycles, but
they lived to fuck other men. Normally, I believe they fucked the raunchy
hairy holes of raunchy hairy men. But this afternoon they were fucking
tender pink rabbit meat: me.

"His skinny little ass is still nice and tight the further up inside you
go" said Brunner to his friends, as if I wasn't even there. Or as if I was
a deaf-mute playtoy not worth addressing.

So I pulled my mouth off Tex and joined in the conversation. "Probably
because I'm never brave enough to run that dildo any more than 4 or 5
inches up my butt. And you've probably got, what, 10 inches of meat there?"

"Good call, collegeboy. Ten fat inches it is. Your ass is a good judge of
measurement."

"Feels like a baseball bat" and I gulped 3 inches of erect fleshy steel
past my lips, then another inch, then another. An impatient hand grabbed
the back of my head and forced the blood-engorged fuckmeat into me up to
the root.

Beer was passed around and so was my ass. When Gordo complained that
Brunner was playing around and not wadding out, Brunner stepped aside and
Gordo ran hard meat inside my hole. Gordo's cock was different than
Brunner's and after only about 3 long fuckings into me, my chute learned
Gordo's length and girth and how it curved more to pound into my prostate,
causing me to moan and suckle on Texas bullmeat like a calf on its mama's
teat.

"Ahh shit" groaned Gordo. "Like fucking butter wrapped in velvet,
Tex. You're gonna like this. I'm glad we kept little Cupcake here
around. And the kid's lovin' it. Watch this" and the long cockstrokes
stopped. I assumed Gordo was commenting on the fact that even though his
fucking had stopped, my asshole did not. The other 2 leaned over me, hands
on my back and rump and observed. "Looky there." My anus opened up and
extended outwardly, engulfing dick and milking it in. "Holy Smokes!" My
hips rocked and I was heard to be moaning. Yearning for more
prostate-pounding, I began to buck for more cock.

And with my mouth free as Tex got distracted. I mewed and begged,
"Fuckmefuckmefuckme. I need it, man. Don't stop. Slam it in me real hard."

"Li'l cunt needs a taste of what I'm packin', Gordo. Step aside." Tex came
around behind me. But that only made Gordo grab me by my pelvis and fuck
fuck fuck me at a deeper and quicker pace. I cried out in torment and in
pleasure, so Brunner plugged my gaping mouth with the dick that had just
been up my boyhole. I tasted my own stink.

I heard true crying out so I twisted to look while still attached with my
mouth. Across the room I saw that Mr Satyr had his hand stuffed up his
associates' shithole, past the wrist. The fist-fucked man, on his back in a
sling, called for quits but his other associate friend held his biceps down
while Leroy the Satyr punched in for more and I heard him say, "Just a
little more, Jake. You can take it, hombre."

"That's enough, Leroy. Take it out! TAKE IT OUT, MAN!"

And I thought: oh gawd! oh gawd oh gawd oh gawd. No no no. PLEASE don't get
any ideas, guys.

"Don't do it, Leroy. No more. PLEASE!" begged the young man, maybe only a
year or two older than me.But I saw the swing push back from the force of
the fist and Leroy sunk another 2 or 3 inches into soft fleshy hole.

"AARRGGGHHH!" cried out Jake.

"You'll be happy tomorrow, Jake" coaxed the thick-wristed satyr. "Proud of
yourself. You'll love me. I'll take you places you didn't think you could
go. Now relax" he boomed. "Open up. That's it. That's
it. There. Almost... there. Okay, Jake. Ease up. Relax, man. That's it. You
did it. Look here, Raul. Look at that hole...wrapped around my arm. You did
it, Jake my man." And Leroy began to pet across Jake's stomach in a loving
and caressing way with one hand, as the other hand was buried deep in the
young man's gut. "Now get used to that for a spell, man. Before I start up
the fist-fucking."

Brunner must have been half-turned, watching the twisted animal-fuckers as
well, cause his pecker was jutted sideways in my mouth, pushing out my
cheek. Attention back on me now, he grabbed my neck and crammed cock down
my throat, chastising me for falling errant at my duty. I looked up
pleading, looked back over to the arm starting a rocking motion into
stretched asshole across from us, then back up to Brunner.

"Don't worry, Thumper" grinned Brunner. "I'm not into that scene
anymore. That young guy's hole is of no use to me anymore. I want to keep
you tight, in case we ever meet up again." I breathed through my nose and
concentrated on the task at hand (or mouth). Brunner held my head in place
against the upholstery and face-fucked me relentlessly. Gordo balled up on
my rump and began some crazed jabbing into my shit chute and started
mumbling.

I could hear Tex encouraging "Run it in him deep, Gordon. Give that pussy
the what-for. Get it hot and lubed up fer me. That's right. Unleash it,
Gordy. Let it rip. Yeah."

Gordo flung sweat onto my back. I could actually feel his prick swell and
dive deep, hold there, as a wave undulated up his shaft. He growled. Hot
semen gushed into my hole, way up high in it. The cock receded and then
pushed back in deep, disgorging more molten spunk into me. The heavy man
came down onto my back. His hips pistoned and his back arched. He embraced
me in a sweaty hug to pump more manseed up my boycunt.

I heard myself mutter "Fuck me harder, Gordo. Keep fucking me. Do it
man. All your spunk. I want all your spunk in me." He came down close to my
face as if to listen to me. And he obliged me with more and more seismic
eruptions, rewarding me with his sperm, passing it off to me to carry it
home with me. Gordo's beard scratched at my back: something so fucking
awesome!

Gordo had me penned now as an impatient Brunner had no choice but to come
around and slip his neglected cock into my mouth from the side. No sooner
had he pushed past my teeth and slowly went in for more depth than what
none of us expected happened.  Gordo was still oozing cum in me when I
clenched and spasmed. Gordo came up on his elbows over me and I remained on
the ottoman.

"The kid's jizzin'" reported Tex. My sphincter muscle clamped onto Gordo in
a death-grip and I splooged onto the upholstery, my quaking stiffie trapped
tight beneath me. I twitched and groaned like an injured animal and I
spunked and spunked some more. Brunner was too close to ripping to pull
back now and he did his best to aim and hold my head down so he could dive
deep. I was delirious and of little help as I spewed more cum of my own.

"C'mon, boy" grunted Brunner and his cockhead popped to a fullness and shot
out his first round of baby seed. We were both too deranged but did our
best to anchor his squirting dick between my lips. Still, his steaming
semen splashed my face and the ottoman, as bad as we both wanted it down my
throat. The man-goo went into my hair, up my nose and up over my neck where
Gordo dropped to lap and drink. Gordo: who was still leaking juices inside
me. I could feel his wood shiver and begin to shrivel in me.

Brunner growled as his balls produced more seed and his manroot
delivered. I managed a better grip with my lips and I nursed on the glans,
feeding on cum. With a jolt I squirted out a last line of sperm. Now my
hardened dick gurgled and ebbed.

"Great Mother of all..." Brunner gasped and he still fucked my face.

"Pull out, Gordo" admonished Tex. "I cain't wait any longer. Else I'm gonna
stick it up your ass."

I was reluctant to have Gordo's dick leave my ass. So I clung to it as it
pulled out slowly. My ass walls closed up, collapsing behind it. The reason
I was hesitant was because I knew what was coming next. Tex had a
bullcock. It was fat and gnarly. It looked lethal.

It was rough going for me. Tex was already way past horny and anxious to
dump his seed up my asschute. At least I already had Gordo's gummy load up
in there as lube.