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The next day Greg felt like he had been run over by a large truck. His jaw ached from holding it open as Lenny or Johnny fucked his throat while the other was ramming his ass. For all the pain Greg was over the moon with the way things had gone so far, and he still had more fun times to come.
The hotel was a flurry of activity with everyone checking out apart from Greg. There were a few, 'thanks for coming', speeches but these were pretty speedy as the executives were as anxious as the rest of the attendees to get away for the weekend. By midday the place was deserted as it was too early for the weekend guests to be arriving.
Deciding to check out the gay sauna he walked the few blocks to where it was located down a side street. The publicity pictures had flattered the outside though once inside, it was cleaner than he had expected. He had paid in cash for his day membership and the young guy didn't raise an eyebrow when he read the name Marlon Brando on the application form.
"OK 'Marlon'," the man said in a sarcastic voice, "rules are simple, no means no, technically no open sex..." then he laughed and shrugged. Handing Greg a towel and locker key he went on, "shower before you enter and it is pretty quiet on Friday afternoon but will heat up this evening. Your membership lasts all day so feel free to return if you don't get what you want today."
Greg got changed and as he showered in the large communal shower, he was joined by a man who he would have guessed was about his age.
"You top, bottom or versatile," the man asked like he was discussing the weather.
"Bottom," Greg replied as he touched his wedding ring wondering if he should take it off.
"Leave it on, the tops go wild for it," he laughed as he waggled his wedding finger showing his own ring, "even if I haven't been married for 15 years they don't know."
Greg wasn't quite sure what he had expected from the sauna but it wasn't moving around semi-deserted rooms. He found some play rooms where there were slings like he had seen in videos but no one there. He had wrapped a towel around his waist as he had seen others do with the odd Adonis walking around naked like a strutting peacock knowing that all eyes would be on them. In the end Greg decided he might as well sit in the steam room and cleanse his pores.
There were a few men dotted around sitting on the tiled benches and one strange couple. One was a thin young man who looked younger than the 21 years old that he had to be to gain entry. It was one of the things he had read on the website that if you looked underage they would demand ID or refuse entry as they didn't want trouble with local law enforcement. The man sitting with the young twink must have been twice his age at least. His towel has been laid open and the twink was sucking his cock like his next meal depended on it, which perhaps it did.
"Boy sucks cock real good," a deep voice said beside Greg, "the question is are you a good married cock sucker?"
Greg turned to stare at a man of Afro-Caribbean descent who was looking at Greg with his large brown eyes. As he locked eyes with Greg as he undid his own towel to reveal a brown snake in his lap that was starting to stir. Greg heard a couple of murmurs of appreciation as the man spoke softly again, "If you don't suck it then I think there are a few others who will eagerly take your place."
Greg glanced round the steam room and could see the other men hesitating. Some were torn between watching what Greg would do and watching the older man with the twink. The young man had stopped sucking the older man's cock and was now crouched on the bench as the older man fucked him hard. The sounds of wet flesh against flesh made Greg's cock twitch and standing he moved between the black man's thighs. As he stood his own towel fell away revealing his own hard cock. The black cock was semi-hard and Greg grasped it with both hands, one on top of each other. The thing was huge but Greg knew he wanted it inside.
Bending over he started sucking on the head that was well above his hands Greg moaned, "Will you fuck me like that?" The sounds of the twink filling the room as the older man drove in and out.
"No," laughed the black man, "I will fuck you harder and you will scream louder."
Greg started to suck the black cock feeling it grow longer, choking every time the man forced his head down. Greg felt hands caressing his ass and cock as he realised someone was touching him.
"Better get you ready," said a voice behind him as he felt a tongue probing at his anal ring. The unknown man was doing an excellent job as Greg felt his ass relax as the anonymous tongue pushed inside. He felt a hand caressing his cock and balls and wasn't sure if it was the same man. The answer came when he felt a warm mouth wrap around his cock as he tried to take as much of the black cock as he could.
Greg knew it was time and standing he felt the men move away allowing him the freedom to turn his back to the black man. There were four men standing in front of him with their cocks at attention and he had no idea who was the sucker and who was the rimmer. Bending forward he started to move like he was going to sit down in a chair whereas he was actually going to sit on the black pole. One of the men shuffled a little to get a view of it entering Greg, but the noise that issued from Greg's mouth told the other three that the black snake had begun its journey.
As the pole slipped deeper, Greg tried to stop his thighs from shaking with effort, his ass burning with pain. It wasn't just the heat of the steam room that was making him sweat as the stranger's cock went deeper than anything had ever gone before.
"Fuck... fuck... fuck," was all Greg could say as he paused watching the men waking over the live sex show before them. Opening his mouth each man stepped forward in turn to thrust their cock into Greg's mouth. Each one grasped his head and face fucked him until he had to push them away, coughing and spluttering.
"It must be all in by now," Greg thought to himself.
When he heard the voice behind him say, "Well done boy, just a few more inches," he didn't know whether to cry or laugh manically. The decision was taken from him as he felt a pair of strong hands on his shoulders pushing him onto the last part of the cock.
Greg opened his mouth to scream but no sound came out at first. When he did finally manage to find his voice, they weren't words but a variety of animalistic noises.
"Well done," The man said as he moved his hands from Greg's shoulders to his hips and started to bounce him on his cock.
Greg felt the splash of seed on his face and opened his eyes to see the men starting to cum. He opened his mouth to try to catch the flying seed and was rewarded with odd dollop but most hit his face and chest. Once they had finished one man dropped to his knees and started sucking Greg as he was manipulated like a rag doll.
It wasn't so much like sucking, but more of Greg fucking his mouth as the man moved him. Greg spurted his seed into the man's mouth who swallowed it eagerly just in time before the black man stood, still with Greg impaled on his cock. Pushing Greg to all fours on the floor the black man shouted, "Time to breed this married white pussy,"
With that he fucked him until he was able to pump his cum into Greg's ass. Greg was crouched in the same position as the man withdrew from his ass, his cock eagerly cleaned by one of the onlookers. Greg whimpered as he felt a tongue probing his gaping ass, sucking the warm cum from it.
After showering and dressing Greg walked back to his hotel on unsteady legs. He was debating whether to return again that evening as he let himself into his room when a thought hit him. He was on a sexual high and after logging on to his favourite gay hook up site he navigated to the hook up section. After a few minutes of contemplation he headed up a new entry with, CONVENTION CUM DUMP then he wrote, "Friday the 13th, unlucky for some but lucky for my ass. Hotel Mirage, Seattle, room 1109. Available to all cummers 7-11. Your chance to dump and run in a married ass." Then after looking added the words, "no condoms allowed, pictures and videos encouraged.""
He pressed send and within minutes was getting replies ranging from, "wish you were closer," to, "on my way." Stripping to just his shirt he glanced at the clock and saw it was nearly seven so unlocking the door he knelt on the bed, his ass in the air and waited. He had a towel covering his head for anonymity and had laid a large tube of gel on the bed next to him in case of need.
At first there was nothing and turning his head he could see the digital bedside clock click to 19:15. "Damn" he thought to himself maybe nobody was coming. He tried to decide how long he should wait before he called it a busted flush and headed to the sauna again when he heard a voice at the door, "Hello."
Greg said nothing, his head was under a towel just in case anyone wanted to take pictures and there was something hot about not knowing who was going to fuck him.
"That's a mighty fine ass," the voice said and Greg felt him pat his cheek like he might a horse. "Gel as well, how considerate."
There was the sound of unzipping followed by the rustle of clothes before he felt the man thrust into him. By the ease it slammed home he must have gelled his cock, but Greg knew he was still pretty open from his afternoon session. It didn't take that long before the man grunted and shot his load into Greg's ass.
"Thanks buddy," the man said as he left, leaving Greg still on all fours with seed slowly oozing out of his ass.
Greg heard the door open and someone enter but they didn't speak, in fact it was only when he forced his cock in Greg knew he was there. There was no finesse and like the first man he just thrust in and out until he came, before leaving the room as quietly as he had arrived.
Number three was a little more noisy, but it was more words of commentary than anything else.
"Gonna fuck this hairy ass," he said as he drove in followed by, "feels good around my cock." The man's thrusts were economical and efficient but Greg was surprised how quickly he had cum leaving Greg aching for a good long fucking.
There was a pause before the next man entered and Greg could feel him stroking his ass.
"Nice fuzz and are you really married?"
Greg held his left hand out and wiggled his finger with his wedding ring on.
"It's OK to talk," the man said, "my name's Steve by the way."
"Hey Steve," Greg said, not really sure what to say to man when he had three loads leaking from his ass.
"How many you had so far?"
"Three this evening," Greg said then added, "and one this afternoon... but he was big."
"You done this a lot?" Steve said as he removed his clothes.
"I was a virgin until Wednesday."
"How many men in total?"
"You will be my seventh, but one has fucked me three times."
"Can we do this face to face? I prefer it," Steve said.
Greg rolled over and found himself looking into a kindly face of a man about his own age. Steve gently lifted Greg's legs, hooking his arms under Greg's knees so he was bent almost double.
"Do you like being fucked?" Steve asked as he moved his hips to position his cock at Greg's hole.
"Oh yes, very muchhhhhh," Greg groaned out the last word as Steve sank his cock into Greg's cum filled ass.
"Your ass feels good around my cock. Can I ask do you like it dirty?"
"Yes," grunted Greg as Steve slowly fucked him.
"How dirty?" Steve said as he increased his strokes.
"I want you to fuck my man cunt," Greg groaned
"Fuck, you like being the little cock slut you are?" Steve growled as he started to power into Greg.
"Yes... breed me... fill me with your cum."
"You will become a slave to cock, craving it all the time."
The room filled with the sound of Steve's cock slurping in Greg's ass. Steve twisted his hips and Greg could feel the stimulation of his prostate and with a cry his cock spurted jets of cum.
Steve's hips were a blur as he slammed in and out of Greg, "You will bend over for any man from now on, won't you?"
"Yes."
"You will give your ass to all."
"Oh fuck yes."
"Let any man who wants to, breed you."
"I crave that," Greg screamed as Steve almost lifted him off the bed as he thrust into him sending ropes of cum deep into his bowels.
Steve collapsed onto Greg's chest for a moment, his breathing laboured as he recovered his breath. Without asking Steve kissed Greg hard on the lips and then forced his tongue inside. Greg responded instinctively returning the kiss with equal force and passion.
Only when Steve had withdrawn and stood did Greg realise that he was the first man he had ever kissed in a sexual way.
"Wait," Greg said and Steve turned back to him, his cock still out and dripping. Kneeling Greg took Steve's cock into his mouth, slurping on it until it was clean.
"Thanks," said Steve as he tucked himself away and left.
After Steve had departed Greg rolled onto his hands and knees before he covered his head again. The strange thing was that even though he had four loads in him, had sucked a cock that had been in his ass, the thing that burnt though his head was the taste of his first man to man kiss.
Numbers five, six and seven came and went in quick succession. Each one pumping in almost virtual silence until they had shot their load. Not long after the room became full as while number eight was fucking, number nine entered. This meant that as number eight pulled out number nine was straight in. Then the same thing happened after nine had cum with ten taking his place before his ass had time to close.
Then there was a lull before he heard a well spoken English voice ask, "Is this the cum dump room please?"
Steve looked and saw an old guy who must have been in his late sixties enter dressed in a dark business suit. He removed his jacket and hung it carefully on the chair before slipping his braces over his shoulders and then his old fashioned y-fronts. His crisp white shirt hung down and his red and white bow tie remained in place. To Greg's surprise he was sporting a fair sized cock that was almost fully erect.
The man bent over and peered at Greg's ass, inspecting it like he would a fine painting or the label on a bottle of wine.
"I would guess at six loads," he said and probed with finger, "maybe five."
"Ten," said Greg proudly, "if you don't count this afternoon."
"Excellent work old chap, I used to bat eleven at school."
Greg had no idea what he was talking about, but what he did know was that the old man knew how to fuck. He varied his strokes and stayed wonderfully hard until finally with a triumphant cry of, "I am cumming," he shot deep into Greg's ass.
After the nice old gentleman had left, thanking Greg profusely for his public service, there was a pause with no one in the room. Greg was getting tired and must have closed his eyes for a minute. When he opened them he could hear mutterings and risking a glance from under the towel he could see that two men in their twenties had entered the room. He could see one was fiddling with a camera phone while the other had pushed his shorts to his ankles and was tugging his cock erect.
"You said pictures and videos were OK," the one with the camera phone said.
"Sure," said Greg, "but can you post them as comments on the advert so I can pick them up later."
"Will do," said the cameraman as his friend pushed his cock into Greg's ass.
"He is already loaded," laughed the guy fucking him, "make sure you get close ups of the cum on my cock."
Greg could feel his own cock twitching as the man fucked, varying his thrusts from fast to slow and deep.
"Swap," said the guy in him and as he pulled out his friend took his place.
"You filled this cum dump yet?" A new voice said.
"Not yet," the man fucking him laughed, "and after me, Barry needs to finish off."
Greg could only assume that Barry was the man who had started fucking him but then swapped with his friend.
"Good," said the new voice, "he is gonna need lubrication for this."
"Wow Eric," you should see this Barry said in awe, "I'm glad we aren't after you."
Eric grunted and sent his load into Greg, but before Greg could speak Barry was back in fucking him hard and fast.
"Man you are in for a treat," Barry laughed, "his cock is like a fucking beer can."
As Barry unloaded making it 13 loads in his ass Greg heard Eric saying, "Hey man can we video this it will be awesome."
"Will you be posting it?" the man said as he stood behind Greg.
"Yeah man on the site where the advert was placed by cum dump here."
"Before you start let me just hold this against it"
Greg sneaked a look and could see that Barry had a full size 440 ml beer can in his hand. He could hear them talking and one of them exclaim, "Christ I think his cock is bigger."
Greg went to open his mouth but the sensation that hit him was like the top of his head had been blown off. Greg thought he was being ripped apart but as he tried to crawl up the bed to escape, strong hands held him in place.
"You will be fine," the voice said, "just try to relax. You will get used to it...eventually."
Barry and Eric were shouting words of encouragement as beer can cock man relentlessly forced it home.
"Way to go man, get that monster balls deep," shouted Eric.
"Make him take it all," yelled Barry as the pair filmed Greg being fucked.
Once the man's cock was fully home he waited for a minute before slowly pulling back making Greg feel like his insides were being suctioned out. Luckily the man was a fairly quicker cummer as after a few minutes of pumping he grunted as he came inside Greg's ravaged ass.
Greg collapsed onto the bed as the man's cock plopped free as Barry and Eric crowded round still filming.
"Wow look at the gape on that ass!"
There was merciful silence in the room for a while and Greg wanted to turn the lock and end the evening but didn't have the co-ordination to walk to the door. He heard two men enter and Greg dragged himself to his knees for number 15.
The man stripped and thrust into Greg although he could hardly feel it.
"Don, this guy is too loose to feel anything," the man fucking him laughed.
"What do you mean Harry? Here let me try."
Greg felt them swap places and Don push in his cock, but he was too stretched and too full for them to get much friction.
"Yeah you are right, it's pointless."
"Hang on I have an idea," said Harry lying on the bed on his back. "Cum dump, come and squat on this."
Greg rolled over and sat over Harry's cock, his back to Harry's face.
"Now sit on my cock." Harry commanded and Greg complied letting the cock slip easily into his open and well seeded ass.
"Now what?" Don said.
"Watch," said Harry and putting his arms around Greg pulled him backwards until his back was resting on Harry's chest. Then Harry reached down and pulled Greg's legs up, all the time remaining in Greg's ass.
"Now join me," Harry said triumphantly.
"You are a fucking genius," Don said as he positioned himself between Greg's legs and laid his cock alongside Harry's. Pushing he found resistance and to increase the pressure to force his cock in.
Greg couldn't believe it, he had two cocks in his battered ass, the pain was only just bearable but he was loving it.
"Oh yes," he moaned, "fill my fucking ass with your cocks, make me scream like a little bitch."
"Hold steady Harry," Don said as he started to fuck Greg with fast powerful strokes. A couple of times his cock popped out but Don just pushed it straight back in.
"I'm not too late for the cum dump party am I?" Said a new voice followed by, "nice one haven't seen a DP outside of vids, looks amazing."
"You can take my place in a minute," Don groaned, "I am just about there."
With that Don growled as he pumped his seed into Greg's ass. Pulling out streams of seed stretched from the end of Don's cock.
The new man was undressed and hard and wasted no time sliding his cock alongside Harry's.
"Hi I'm Mike," he said to Harry over Greg's shoulder.
"Harry," Harry said, "and he's Don."
Greg couldn't have replied if he had wanted to as Don had pushed his cock into Greg's mouth. Greg gurgled and slurped on Don's cock tasting the coating of his own ass along with various other seed.
Mike was holding still and letting Harry fuck up into Greg, the Harry would do the same.
"Getting close," Harry groaned as he felt Mike's cock rubbing on his.
"Me to," Mike said and leaning forward kissed Harry open mouthed.
Harry felt his cock ripple as he started to yell, pumping into Greg's ass. The throbbing of Harry's cock sent Mike over the top and his cum joined Harry's mixing deep inside Greg's bowels.
"That was great fun," Mike said as untangled himself, "you guys fancy grabbing a beer?"
"Sure," said Don, "what position are you by the way?"
"Vers," said Mike, "and you two?"
"We are both vers," laughed Don, "so let's go have some fun."
When he got to the door he turned back, "oh yeah, thanks cum dump will see you around."
Greg had taken 17 loads and the evidence was streaming down the back of his thighs. Standing, he moved towards the door feeling a substantial amount of semen slide out. He shuffled to the bathroom and squatted over the pot as a torrent of cum voided from his bowels. As he was thinking that his ass might never close again he heard a timid knock on his door.
Opening the door a fraction he looked at the face of a young Hispanic man looking anxious.
"We saw your advert but we were working and didn't finish our shift until 11. We ran all the way here... please say we aren't too late."
Opening the door wider he saw three others crowded round looking hopeful.
"What the heck," laughed Greg, "always room for a few more." Dropping his robe he opened his laptop to the advert he had posted earlier. He typed in "EDIT: Extended opening hours to midnight." Then picking up his phone he handed it to one of the young men who were chattering in Spanish.
"No faces but I want this recorded OK."
The young men nodded eagerly as the first dropped his basketball shorts to reveal his hard cock.
"You want the door closed Mister?"
"Hell no," Greg said, he knew what he was and what he wanted. He sighed happily into the sheets as the first of them thrust in, fucking him with the speed and enthusiasm that blesses the young.
The hotel was a flurry of activity with everyone checking out apart from Greg. There were a few, 'thanks for coming', speeches but these were pretty speedy as the executives were as anxious as the rest of the attendees to get away for the weekend. By midday the place was deserted as it was too early for the weekend guests to be arriving.
Deciding to check out the gay sauna he walked the few blocks to where it was located down a side street. The publicity pictures had flattered the outside though once inside, it was cleaner than he had expected. He had paid in cash for his day membership and the young guy didn't raise an eyebrow when he read the name Marlon Brando on the application form.
"OK 'Marlon'," the man said in a sarcastic voice, "rules are simple, no means no, technically no open sex..." then he laughed and shrugged. Handing Greg a towel and locker key he went on, "shower before you enter and it is pretty quiet on Friday afternoon but will heat up this evening. Your membership lasts all day so feel free to return if you don't get what you want today."
Greg got changed and as he showered in the large communal shower, he was joined by a man who he would have guessed was about his age.
"You top, bottom or versatile," the man asked like he was discussing the weather.
"Bottom," Greg replied as he touched his wedding ring wondering if he should take it off.
"Leave it on, the tops go wild for it," he laughed as he waggled his wedding finger showing his own ring, "even if I haven't been married for 15 years they don't know."
Greg wasn't quite sure what he had expected from the sauna but it wasn't moving around semi-deserted rooms. He found some play rooms where there were slings like he had seen in videos but no one there. He had wrapped a towel around his waist as he had seen others do with the odd Adonis walking around naked like a strutting peacock knowing that all eyes would be on them. In the end Greg decided he might as well sit in the steam room and cleanse his pores.
There were a few men dotted around sitting on the tiled benches and one strange couple. One was a thin young man who looked younger than the 21 years old that he had to be to gain entry. It was one of the things he had read on the website that if you looked underage they would demand ID or refuse entry as they didn't want trouble with local law enforcement. The man sitting with the young twink must have been twice his age at least. His towel has been laid open and the twink was sucking his cock like his next meal depended on it, which perhaps it did.
"Boy sucks cock real good," a deep voice said beside Greg, "the question is are you a good married cock sucker?"
Greg turned to stare at a man of Afro-Caribbean descent who was looking at Greg with his large brown eyes. As he locked eyes with Greg as he undid his own towel to reveal a brown snake in his lap that was starting to stir. Greg heard a couple of murmurs of appreciation as the man spoke softly again, "If you don't suck it then I think there are a few others who will eagerly take your place."
Greg glanced round the steam room and could see the other men hesitating. Some were torn between watching what Greg would do and watching the older man with the twink. The young man had stopped sucking the older man's cock and was now crouched on the bench as the older man fucked him hard. The sounds of wet flesh against flesh made Greg's cock twitch and standing he moved between the black man's thighs. As he stood his own towel fell away revealing his own hard cock. The black cock was semi-hard and Greg grasped it with both hands, one on top of each other. The thing was huge but Greg knew he wanted it inside.
Bending over he started sucking on the head that was well above his hands Greg moaned, "Will you fuck me like that?" The sounds of the twink filling the room as the older man drove in and out.
"No," laughed the black man, "I will fuck you harder and you will scream louder."
Greg started to suck the black cock feeling it grow longer, choking every time the man forced his head down. Greg felt hands caressing his ass and cock as he realised someone was touching him.
"Better get you ready," said a voice behind him as he felt a tongue probing at his anal ring. The unknown man was doing an excellent job as Greg felt his ass relax as the anonymous tongue pushed inside. He felt a hand caressing his cock and balls and wasn't sure if it was the same man. The answer came when he felt a warm mouth wrap around his cock as he tried to take as much of the black cock as he could.
Greg knew it was time and standing he felt the men move away allowing him the freedom to turn his back to the black man. There were four men standing in front of him with their cocks at attention and he had no idea who was the sucker and who was the rimmer. Bending forward he started to move like he was going to sit down in a chair whereas he was actually going to sit on the black pole. One of the men shuffled a little to get a view of it entering Greg, but the noise that issued from Greg's mouth told the other three that the black snake had begun its journey.
As the pole slipped deeper, Greg tried to stop his thighs from shaking with effort, his ass burning with pain. It wasn't just the heat of the steam room that was making him sweat as the stranger's cock went deeper than anything had ever gone before.
"Fuck... fuck... fuck," was all Greg could say as he paused watching the men waking over the live sex show before them. Opening his mouth each man stepped forward in turn to thrust their cock into Greg's mouth. Each one grasped his head and face fucked him until he had to push them away, coughing and spluttering.
"It must be all in by now," Greg thought to himself.
When he heard the voice behind him say, "Well done boy, just a few more inches," he didn't know whether to cry or laugh manically. The decision was taken from him as he felt a pair of strong hands on his shoulders pushing him onto the last part of the cock.
Greg opened his mouth to scream but no sound came out at first. When he did finally manage to find his voice, they weren't words but a variety of animalistic noises.
"Well done," The man said as he moved his hands from Greg's shoulders to his hips and started to bounce him on his cock.
Greg felt the splash of seed on his face and opened his eyes to see the men starting to cum. He opened his mouth to try to catch the flying seed and was rewarded with odd dollop but most hit his face and chest. Once they had finished one man dropped to his knees and started sucking Greg as he was manipulated like a rag doll.
It wasn't so much like sucking, but more of Greg fucking his mouth as the man moved him. Greg spurted his seed into the man's mouth who swallowed it eagerly just in time before the black man stood, still with Greg impaled on his cock. Pushing Greg to all fours on the floor the black man shouted, "Time to breed this married white pussy,"
With that he fucked him until he was able to pump his cum into Greg's ass. Greg was crouched in the same position as the man withdrew from his ass, his cock eagerly cleaned by one of the onlookers. Greg whimpered as he felt a tongue probing his gaping ass, sucking the warm cum from it.
After showering and dressing Greg walked back to his hotel on unsteady legs. He was debating whether to return again that evening as he let himself into his room when a thought hit him. He was on a sexual high and after logging on to his favourite gay hook up site he navigated to the hook up section. After a few minutes of contemplation he headed up a new entry with, CONVENTION CUM DUMP then he wrote, "Friday the 13th, unlucky for some but lucky for my ass. Hotel Mirage, Seattle, room 1109. Available to all cummers 7-11. Your chance to dump and run in a married ass." Then after looking added the words, "no condoms allowed, pictures and videos encouraged.""
He pressed send and within minutes was getting replies ranging from, "wish you were closer," to, "on my way." Stripping to just his shirt he glanced at the clock and saw it was nearly seven so unlocking the door he knelt on the bed, his ass in the air and waited. He had a towel covering his head for anonymity and had laid a large tube of gel on the bed next to him in case of need.
At first there was nothing and turning his head he could see the digital bedside clock click to 19:15. "Damn" he thought to himself maybe nobody was coming. He tried to decide how long he should wait before he called it a busted flush and headed to the sauna again when he heard a voice at the door, "Hello."
Greg said nothing, his head was under a towel just in case anyone wanted to take pictures and there was something hot about not knowing who was going to fuck him.
"That's a mighty fine ass," the voice said and Greg felt him pat his cheek like he might a horse. "Gel as well, how considerate."
There was the sound of unzipping followed by the rustle of clothes before he felt the man thrust into him. By the ease it slammed home he must have gelled his cock, but Greg knew he was still pretty open from his afternoon session. It didn't take that long before the man grunted and shot his load into Greg's ass.
"Thanks buddy," the man said as he left, leaving Greg still on all fours with seed slowly oozing out of his ass.
Greg heard the door open and someone enter but they didn't speak, in fact it was only when he forced his cock in Greg knew he was there. There was no finesse and like the first man he just thrust in and out until he came, before leaving the room as quietly as he had arrived.
Number three was a little more noisy, but it was more words of commentary than anything else.
"Gonna fuck this hairy ass," he said as he drove in followed by, "feels good around my cock." The man's thrusts were economical and efficient but Greg was surprised how quickly he had cum leaving Greg aching for a good long fucking.
There was a pause before the next man entered and Greg could feel him stroking his ass.
"Nice fuzz and are you really married?"
Greg held his left hand out and wiggled his finger with his wedding ring on.
"It's OK to talk," the man said, "my name's Steve by the way."
"Hey Steve," Greg said, not really sure what to say to man when he had three loads leaking from his ass.
"How many you had so far?"
"Three this evening," Greg said then added, "and one this afternoon... but he was big."
"You done this a lot?" Steve said as he removed his clothes.
"I was a virgin until Wednesday."
"How many men in total?"
"You will be my seventh, but one has fucked me three times."
"Can we do this face to face? I prefer it," Steve said.
Greg rolled over and found himself looking into a kindly face of a man about his own age. Steve gently lifted Greg's legs, hooking his arms under Greg's knees so he was bent almost double.
"Do you like being fucked?" Steve asked as he moved his hips to position his cock at Greg's hole.
"Oh yes, very muchhhhhh," Greg groaned out the last word as Steve sank his cock into Greg's cum filled ass.
"Your ass feels good around my cock. Can I ask do you like it dirty?"
"Yes," grunted Greg as Steve slowly fucked him.
"How dirty?" Steve said as he increased his strokes.
"I want you to fuck my man cunt," Greg groaned
"Fuck, you like being the little cock slut you are?" Steve growled as he started to power into Greg.
"Yes... breed me... fill me with your cum."
"You will become a slave to cock, craving it all the time."
The room filled with the sound of Steve's cock slurping in Greg's ass. Steve twisted his hips and Greg could feel the stimulation of his prostate and with a cry his cock spurted jets of cum.
Steve's hips were a blur as he slammed in and out of Greg, "You will bend over for any man from now on, won't you?"
"Yes."
"You will give your ass to all."
"Oh fuck yes."
"Let any man who wants to, breed you."
"I crave that," Greg screamed as Steve almost lifted him off the bed as he thrust into him sending ropes of cum deep into his bowels.
Steve collapsed onto Greg's chest for a moment, his breathing laboured as he recovered his breath. Without asking Steve kissed Greg hard on the lips and then forced his tongue inside. Greg responded instinctively returning the kiss with equal force and passion.
Only when Steve had withdrawn and stood did Greg realise that he was the first man he had ever kissed in a sexual way.
"Wait," Greg said and Steve turned back to him, his cock still out and dripping. Kneeling Greg took Steve's cock into his mouth, slurping on it until it was clean.
"Thanks," said Steve as he tucked himself away and left.
After Steve had departed Greg rolled onto his hands and knees before he covered his head again. The strange thing was that even though he had four loads in him, had sucked a cock that had been in his ass, the thing that burnt though his head was the taste of his first man to man kiss.
Numbers five, six and seven came and went in quick succession. Each one pumping in almost virtual silence until they had shot their load. Not long after the room became full as while number eight was fucking, number nine entered. This meant that as number eight pulled out number nine was straight in. Then the same thing happened after nine had cum with ten taking his place before his ass had time to close.
Then there was a lull before he heard a well spoken English voice ask, "Is this the cum dump room please?"
Steve looked and saw an old guy who must have been in his late sixties enter dressed in a dark business suit. He removed his jacket and hung it carefully on the chair before slipping his braces over his shoulders and then his old fashioned y-fronts. His crisp white shirt hung down and his red and white bow tie remained in place. To Greg's surprise he was sporting a fair sized cock that was almost fully erect.
The man bent over and peered at Greg's ass, inspecting it like he would a fine painting or the label on a bottle of wine.
"I would guess at six loads," he said and probed with finger, "maybe five."
"Ten," said Greg proudly, "if you don't count this afternoon."
"Excellent work old chap, I used to bat eleven at school."
Greg had no idea what he was talking about, but what he did know was that the old man knew how to fuck. He varied his strokes and stayed wonderfully hard until finally with a triumphant cry of, "I am cumming," he shot deep into Greg's ass.
After the nice old gentleman had left, thanking Greg profusely for his public service, there was a pause with no one in the room. Greg was getting tired and must have closed his eyes for a minute. When he opened them he could hear mutterings and risking a glance from under the towel he could see that two men in their twenties had entered the room. He could see one was fiddling with a camera phone while the other had pushed his shorts to his ankles and was tugging his cock erect.
"You said pictures and videos were OK," the one with the camera phone said.
"Sure," said Greg, "but can you post them as comments on the advert so I can pick them up later."
"Will do," said the cameraman as his friend pushed his cock into Greg's ass.
"He is already loaded," laughed the guy fucking him, "make sure you get close ups of the cum on my cock."
Greg could feel his own cock twitching as the man fucked, varying his thrusts from fast to slow and deep.
"Swap," said the guy in him and as he pulled out his friend took his place.
"You filled this cum dump yet?" A new voice said.
"Not yet," the man fucking him laughed, "and after me, Barry needs to finish off."
Greg could only assume that Barry was the man who had started fucking him but then swapped with his friend.
"Good," said the new voice, "he is gonna need lubrication for this."
"Wow Eric," you should see this Barry said in awe, "I'm glad we aren't after you."
Eric grunted and sent his load into Greg, but before Greg could speak Barry was back in fucking him hard and fast.
"Man you are in for a treat," Barry laughed, "his cock is like a fucking beer can."
As Barry unloaded making it 13 loads in his ass Greg heard Eric saying, "Hey man can we video this it will be awesome."
"Will you be posting it?" the man said as he stood behind Greg.
"Yeah man on the site where the advert was placed by cum dump here."
"Before you start let me just hold this against it"
Greg sneaked a look and could see that Barry had a full size 440 ml beer can in his hand. He could hear them talking and one of them exclaim, "Christ I think his cock is bigger."
Greg went to open his mouth but the sensation that hit him was like the top of his head had been blown off. Greg thought he was being ripped apart but as he tried to crawl up the bed to escape, strong hands held him in place.
"You will be fine," the voice said, "just try to relax. You will get used to it...eventually."
Barry and Eric were shouting words of encouragement as beer can cock man relentlessly forced it home.
"Way to go man, get that monster balls deep," shouted Eric.
"Make him take it all," yelled Barry as the pair filmed Greg being fucked.
Once the man's cock was fully home he waited for a minute before slowly pulling back making Greg feel like his insides were being suctioned out. Luckily the man was a fairly quicker cummer as after a few minutes of pumping he grunted as he came inside Greg's ravaged ass.
Greg collapsed onto the bed as the man's cock plopped free as Barry and Eric crowded round still filming.
"Wow look at the gape on that ass!"
There was merciful silence in the room for a while and Greg wanted to turn the lock and end the evening but didn't have the co-ordination to walk to the door. He heard two men enter and Greg dragged himself to his knees for number 15.
The man stripped and thrust into Greg although he could hardly feel it.
"Don, this guy is too loose to feel anything," the man fucking him laughed.
"What do you mean Harry? Here let me try."
Greg felt them swap places and Don push in his cock, but he was too stretched and too full for them to get much friction.
"Yeah you are right, it's pointless."
"Hang on I have an idea," said Harry lying on the bed on his back. "Cum dump, come and squat on this."
Greg rolled over and sat over Harry's cock, his back to Harry's face.
"Now sit on my cock." Harry commanded and Greg complied letting the cock slip easily into his open and well seeded ass.
"Now what?" Don said.
"Watch," said Harry and putting his arms around Greg pulled him backwards until his back was resting on Harry's chest. Then Harry reached down and pulled Greg's legs up, all the time remaining in Greg's ass.
"Now join me," Harry said triumphantly.
"You are a fucking genius," Don said as he positioned himself between Greg's legs and laid his cock alongside Harry's. Pushing he found resistance and to increase the pressure to force his cock in.
Greg couldn't believe it, he had two cocks in his battered ass, the pain was only just bearable but he was loving it.
"Oh yes," he moaned, "fill my fucking ass with your cocks, make me scream like a little bitch."
"Hold steady Harry," Don said as he started to fuck Greg with fast powerful strokes. A couple of times his cock popped out but Don just pushed it straight back in.
"I'm not too late for the cum dump party am I?" Said a new voice followed by, "nice one haven't seen a DP outside of vids, looks amazing."
"You can take my place in a minute," Don groaned, "I am just about there."
With that Don growled as he pumped his seed into Greg's ass. Pulling out streams of seed stretched from the end of Don's cock.
The new man was undressed and hard and wasted no time sliding his cock alongside Harry's.
"Hi I'm Mike," he said to Harry over Greg's shoulder.
"Harry," Harry said, "and he's Don."
Greg couldn't have replied if he had wanted to as Don had pushed his cock into Greg's mouth. Greg gurgled and slurped on Don's cock tasting the coating of his own ass along with various other seed.
Mike was holding still and letting Harry fuck up into Greg, the Harry would do the same.
"Getting close," Harry groaned as he felt Mike's cock rubbing on his.
"Me to," Mike said and leaning forward kissed Harry open mouthed.
Harry felt his cock ripple as he started to yell, pumping into Greg's ass. The throbbing of Harry's cock sent Mike over the top and his cum joined Harry's mixing deep inside Greg's bowels.
"That was great fun," Mike said as untangled himself, "you guys fancy grabbing a beer?"
"Sure," said Don, "what position are you by the way?"
"Vers," said Mike, "and you two?"
"We are both vers," laughed Don, "so let's go have some fun."
When he got to the door he turned back, "oh yeah, thanks cum dump will see you around."
Greg had taken 17 loads and the evidence was streaming down the back of his thighs. Standing, he moved towards the door feeling a substantial amount of semen slide out. He shuffled to the bathroom and squatted over the pot as a torrent of cum voided from his bowels. As he was thinking that his ass might never close again he heard a timid knock on his door.
Opening the door a fraction he looked at the face of a young Hispanic man looking anxious.
"We saw your advert but we were working and didn't finish our shift until 11. We ran all the way here... please say we aren't too late."
Opening the door wider he saw three others crowded round looking hopeful.
"What the heck," laughed Greg, "always room for a few more." Dropping his robe he opened his laptop to the advert he had posted earlier. He typed in "EDIT: Extended opening hours to midnight." Then picking up his phone he handed it to one of the young men who were chattering in Spanish.
"No faces but I want this recorded OK."
The young men nodded eagerly as the first dropped his basketball shorts to reveal his hard cock.
"You want the door closed Mister?"
"Hell no," Greg said, he knew what he was and what he wanted. He sighed happily into the sheets as the first of them thrust in, fucking him with the speed and enthusiasm that blesses the young.
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