The day I got rid of the pain of being a man
Woke up to find that both my 11am and 1pm meetings were postponed overnight. I decided to leave that four hour block in my diary and took to a "dating" site to see what fun could be had. I sent a couple of emails to guys I've met before and another email to some other guy that caught my eye. I've long since learned to hedge my bets...
"Yes, I am interested and could be at yours for 11am. I am very assertive and domineering. Are you sure you're up for it, Slut?" Oh I was... and damn, he was. He walked in as if he owned the place and as soon as we got to my bedroom he ordered me to take off my clothes and to kneel at the end of the bed. He stripped and soon had 6.5 thick inches rammed down my throat. He had his hands on the back of my head and ground his cock into my throat. He spit on my face and slapped me a few times as he kept up a barrage of degrading comments.
As soon as he was fully hard, now all of 8", he ordered me to on kneel on the bed, ass in the air. As I reached for the condoms and lube, he stated matter of factly "We won't be using that". While my mind went to his testing status on the site, (I couldn't remember!) he spat on my hole and on his cock and in a single move, heaved himself hilt-deep into me. Without any pause for me to adjust to him, he started to piston into me, slapping my ass repeatedly and pulling my cheeks apart to get deeper into me. "Clean or not, you're fucking sucking me again later".
Just as he built up more steam and just when I was about to beg for a pause, he pulled out, got on the bed, cock at my mouth. I took him in my mouth, grateful that I've douched so well. "Yeah, look at you, you fucking ass to mouth, Bitch. You want and need me don't you?!? I am going to take ownership of you and breed you deep." Moments later, he got up and wrestled me on to my back with my head over the edge of the bed. He planted his cock in my mouth and while grabbing me by the throat, started to relentlessly pound my throat. I gagged, my eyes teared up and throat slime escaped past his cock to run down my face. I could feel my back arching off the bed as my body tried to get more comfortable with his onslaught, but almost immediately felt his paw on my mid-riff pushing me back down on the bed. A few moments later he swung me around on the bed, lifted my legs and shoved his cock in me again. This time, his hands closed around my throat. The pressure on my airways built up gradually but persistently and it increased as his tempo increased. It was weirdly and surprisingly erotic and I felt my climax build as my body started to convulse and thrash about to get much needed air.
Again, just as suddenly as before, he stopped. This time he grabbed me by the hair and almost dragged me to the en-suite. "Get in there..." he pointed to the shower "... and get on your knees!" Within moments, he started to piss and aimed his stream into my face. "Look at you, a fucking piss-soaked Slut being marked by his Owner... Now open your fucking mouth; get some of this superior piss down you. Go on!" I gagged and coughed and spluttered, but I think I managed to swallow some of his piss - a first for me. "Now stay there and drip dry. I am going to have a fag and when I come back, you're going to rim me right here before I breed you over that toilet.
He was ripe to say the least. I snuck a few whiffs of poppers while he was away and just managed to keep my nausea at bay while just about satisfying him. Not as if I had a choice, he was sitting on my face in the shower. While doing my best to keep it together, he kneaded my balls hard enough to bend my knees and to bring my legs up in protection. He kept up a stream of degradation, much of which I couldn't hear. As he let up, I heard him say that in time he will teach me to lean and breathe into the pain. He bent me over the toilet, head into the bowl and almost touching the water, he pistoning into me again. He didn't last long before he let out a roar as he pumped his seed into me. As the sound subsided, he turned me around to clean his cock. He left without a further word. As I heard the front door, I turned on the shower and stepped into the warm water knowing he will be back another time.
I had a spring in my step as I put on my bathrobe and made for the kettle. While waiting for the water to boil, I checked my phone and was surprised that it was only just after 12:30. I had two messages... Both the other guys I messaged could make it. Fuck! I forgot about them! The Farmer would be with me around 1pm and The Accountant said he should get to me for 1:15pm. Decision time. The b**st in me decided. I fired off two quick messages: Shoot sorry... I am now double booked. Threesome? If so check out <insert site username>. Both replied exactly the same within 2 minutes of each other: Ok. I sent The Accountant another message to say that I'm leaving the door open and that he should just let himself in as we were likely to be at it already.
I finished my tea and took a big slug of Metatone Tonic before rushing upstairs to tidy the room. I first met The Farmer for a massage so as he walked into the room, he went for and lit the candles that were alight when we first met. "You've had your fun with me with hot massage oil you dripped on my cock last time... You're having candle wax." It was at this moment that it also dawned on me that both these guys were total Tops! Again with a cock down my throat to get it hard and again on the edge of the bed for a throat fuck, but then... Paiiiin. A stinging burn all over my cock and balls!!! I made to get up, but 250 lbs of pure physical work muscle held me down as he pored more wax on me. "Now we're even" he laughed as he let me up after a while.
"Now get on all fours, I want <insert site username> to walk in here and see you being fucked and taking it like a bitch in heat." As I got into position, he went for the lube on the bedside cabinet. No need, I casually said. You won't be the first in me today... The look on his face was pure gold. With barely concealed lust he uttered "Please tell me you've been bred and I'm getting a cummy cunt". I just winked. Seconds later he was balls deep. "I thought. You might. Be a bit of. A dark horse. I've always. Wanted a sloppy. Seconds hole. To fuck." he uttered rhythmically as he fucked me. Like him, I was happy about my earlier fucking - he was so thick!!!
Moments later <insert site username> joined us. True to form I could see his cock tenting out his sweatpants. The joys of working from home I though as he shed his clothes in what looked like a single movement. I was in spit-roast heaven in no time at all. I could vaguely hear the two of them making introductions before they started to egg each other on. A few minutes later they swapped and I had the chance to explain to The Accountant that it was candle wax flaking off me and on to the bed. That simply allowed him to sink into my ass with a "Niiiccce". This time, there was an added flavour to the spit-roast cock in my mouth. I was so horny though, I absolutely loved it. And when these two were calling me a slut and a whore and a bitch, it dawned on me that they were actually right. And I didn't care.
They went back and forth trading places a few times. Between them they had a perfect mix of long and thick, but the last time it came to long being in me, something was different. This... was long & thick?!? Opening my eyes, I figured from the angle that The Farmer had a hand near my ass as well - he had his finger in me while the Accountant fucked me. Heaven... Finally, The Accountant shot his load in me and they swapped places again. "A sloppy seconds hole and a thrumpy thirds hole all in one day..." The Farmer uttered before he eventually finished in me as well. I cleaned him cock glistening with cum up as well and walked both guys down for a brew before they left. As I locked the door behind them and made my way to the living room, I noticed that I had a bit of a bow-legged gait to my walk. What a day!!!
"He who makes a b**st of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man."
~Samuel L. Johnson
Ps. I actually take my sexual health seriously (as we all should). I've exchanged recent negative results with the first guy and know and trust the other two well enough to go raw with them. (The omission of these details are but poetic license.) Never say never though so I will of course wait & then test for a negative before I have sex again (in spite of safe actually being my default setting).
"Yes, I am interested and could be at yours for 11am. I am very assertive and domineering. Are you sure you're up for it, Slut?" Oh I was... and damn, he was. He walked in as if he owned the place and as soon as we got to my bedroom he ordered me to take off my clothes and to kneel at the end of the bed. He stripped and soon had 6.5 thick inches rammed down my throat. He had his hands on the back of my head and ground his cock into my throat. He spit on my face and slapped me a few times as he kept up a barrage of degrading comments.
As soon as he was fully hard, now all of 8", he ordered me to on kneel on the bed, ass in the air. As I reached for the condoms and lube, he stated matter of factly "We won't be using that". While my mind went to his testing status on the site, (I couldn't remember!) he spat on my hole and on his cock and in a single move, heaved himself hilt-deep into me. Without any pause for me to adjust to him, he started to piston into me, slapping my ass repeatedly and pulling my cheeks apart to get deeper into me. "Clean or not, you're fucking sucking me again later".
Just as he built up more steam and just when I was about to beg for a pause, he pulled out, got on the bed, cock at my mouth. I took him in my mouth, grateful that I've douched so well. "Yeah, look at you, you fucking ass to mouth, Bitch. You want and need me don't you?!? I am going to take ownership of you and breed you deep." Moments later, he got up and wrestled me on to my back with my head over the edge of the bed. He planted his cock in my mouth and while grabbing me by the throat, started to relentlessly pound my throat. I gagged, my eyes teared up and throat slime escaped past his cock to run down my face. I could feel my back arching off the bed as my body tried to get more comfortable with his onslaught, but almost immediately felt his paw on my mid-riff pushing me back down on the bed. A few moments later he swung me around on the bed, lifted my legs and shoved his cock in me again. This time, his hands closed around my throat. The pressure on my airways built up gradually but persistently and it increased as his tempo increased. It was weirdly and surprisingly erotic and I felt my climax build as my body started to convulse and thrash about to get much needed air.
Again, just as suddenly as before, he stopped. This time he grabbed me by the hair and almost dragged me to the en-suite. "Get in there..." he pointed to the shower "... and get on your knees!" Within moments, he started to piss and aimed his stream into my face. "Look at you, a fucking piss-soaked Slut being marked by his Owner... Now open your fucking mouth; get some of this superior piss down you. Go on!" I gagged and coughed and spluttered, but I think I managed to swallow some of his piss - a first for me. "Now stay there and drip dry. I am going to have a fag and when I come back, you're going to rim me right here before I breed you over that toilet.
He was ripe to say the least. I snuck a few whiffs of poppers while he was away and just managed to keep my nausea at bay while just about satisfying him. Not as if I had a choice, he was sitting on my face in the shower. While doing my best to keep it together, he kneaded my balls hard enough to bend my knees and to bring my legs up in protection. He kept up a stream of degradation, much of which I couldn't hear. As he let up, I heard him say that in time he will teach me to lean and breathe into the pain. He bent me over the toilet, head into the bowl and almost touching the water, he pistoning into me again. He didn't last long before he let out a roar as he pumped his seed into me. As the sound subsided, he turned me around to clean his cock. He left without a further word. As I heard the front door, I turned on the shower and stepped into the warm water knowing he will be back another time.
I had a spring in my step as I put on my bathrobe and made for the kettle. While waiting for the water to boil, I checked my phone and was surprised that it was only just after 12:30. I had two messages... Both the other guys I messaged could make it. Fuck! I forgot about them! The Farmer would be with me around 1pm and The Accountant said he should get to me for 1:15pm. Decision time. The b**st in me decided. I fired off two quick messages: Shoot sorry... I am now double booked. Threesome? If so check out <insert site username>. Both replied exactly the same within 2 minutes of each other: Ok. I sent The Accountant another message to say that I'm leaving the door open and that he should just let himself in as we were likely to be at it already.
I finished my tea and took a big slug of Metatone Tonic before rushing upstairs to tidy the room. I first met The Farmer for a massage so as he walked into the room, he went for and lit the candles that were alight when we first met. "You've had your fun with me with hot massage oil you dripped on my cock last time... You're having candle wax." It was at this moment that it also dawned on me that both these guys were total Tops! Again with a cock down my throat to get it hard and again on the edge of the bed for a throat fuck, but then... Paiiiin. A stinging burn all over my cock and balls!!! I made to get up, but 250 lbs of pure physical work muscle held me down as he pored more wax on me. "Now we're even" he laughed as he let me up after a while.
"Now get on all fours, I want <insert site username> to walk in here and see you being fucked and taking it like a bitch in heat." As I got into position, he went for the lube on the bedside cabinet. No need, I casually said. You won't be the first in me today... The look on his face was pure gold. With barely concealed lust he uttered "Please tell me you've been bred and I'm getting a cummy cunt". I just winked. Seconds later he was balls deep. "I thought. You might. Be a bit of. A dark horse. I've always. Wanted a sloppy. Seconds hole. To fuck." he uttered rhythmically as he fucked me. Like him, I was happy about my earlier fucking - he was so thick!!!
Moments later <insert site username> joined us. True to form I could see his cock tenting out his sweatpants. The joys of working from home I though as he shed his clothes in what looked like a single movement. I was in spit-roast heaven in no time at all. I could vaguely hear the two of them making introductions before they started to egg each other on. A few minutes later they swapped and I had the chance to explain to The Accountant that it was candle wax flaking off me and on to the bed. That simply allowed him to sink into my ass with a "Niiiccce". This time, there was an added flavour to the spit-roast cock in my mouth. I was so horny though, I absolutely loved it. And when these two were calling me a slut and a whore and a bitch, it dawned on me that they were actually right. And I didn't care.
They went back and forth trading places a few times. Between them they had a perfect mix of long and thick, but the last time it came to long being in me, something was different. This... was long & thick?!? Opening my eyes, I figured from the angle that The Farmer had a hand near my ass as well - he had his finger in me while the Accountant fucked me. Heaven... Finally, The Accountant shot his load in me and they swapped places again. "A sloppy seconds hole and a thrumpy thirds hole all in one day..." The Farmer uttered before he eventually finished in me as well. I cleaned him cock glistening with cum up as well and walked both guys down for a brew before they left. As I locked the door behind them and made my way to the living room, I noticed that I had a bit of a bow-legged gait to my walk. What a day!!!
"He who makes a b**st of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man."
~Samuel L. Johnson
Ps. I actually take my sexual health seriously (as we all should). I've exchanged recent negative results with the first guy and know and trust the other two well enough to go raw with them. (The omission of these details are but poetic license.) Never say never though so I will of course wait & then test for a negative before I have sex again (in spite of safe actually being my default setting).
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