Ch. 04 / Ass Wrecked
As I walked to my car, I could feel the jism and possible poop oozing out of my wrecked ass-hole. Hank had stretched my rectum to extreme measures. I sat in the car, leaned back and closed my eyes as the images of the last hour raced through my mind.
My legs were rubbery and my nipples were sore and my balls churned painfully from the three orgasms, one wet and two dry spasms that I suffered while Hank fucked me.
O, what sweet misery. I smiled and started the car. I could not put the image of Hank's enormous cock and the feel of gripping, licking and sucking it. And I sucked his egg sized balls and massaged each one with my tongue.
I gripped and rubbed my achy cock in my jeans. My jaw sore from stretching so far and the back of my throat was stretched and greasy from the anal lube.
My mind was filled with the scene of my pumping my ass back onto his enormous member. The stretching was painful at first then such extreme pleasure.
The scene and feeling of Hank, who brutally assaulted my pussy-hole with his enormous member as he pull and pinched my nipples flooded my brain. The image of my pulling my ass cheeks apart as Hank positioned his cock head at my small crinkle rosebud.
The image of his cock stretching my hole and the pressure in my nut-sack created a stir in my cock.
Suddenly, I decided that I needed more practice performing fellatio on my fuck buddies. I made up my mind to practice some in the near future.
That night, I admired my swollen red pussy-hole with a mirror. I applied some analgesic and managed to push a finger inside. I recalled the day's events as my finger squirmed inside my swollen sore anal-lips caused a stirring in my cock.
I soaked in a tub of hot water. My balls relaxed and hung down. My pussy-hole was sore for three days after meeting Hank at the truck stop.
On Tuesday, Bill called and made a date for the following Wednesday afternoon. I told him that I wanted more fellatio experience. He chuckled and said great.
It was a quiet Wednesday afternoon around four o'clock when Bill called. He wanted to meet at the book store in one hour.
"Why not here at my place," I asked? He said that he was feeling kinky and he had a friend.
I douched sufficiently and showered. Then I squirted some anal lube in my hole.
I arrived at the book store to find Bill waiting with a friend. His friend was taller and appeared stockier. His head was partially bald. Bill introduced him as Paul.
There was a feint smell of pine sol in the air.
We made some small talk and entered the largest booth with a narrow padded table.
Once inside, there was mutual fondling. I couldn't tell whose hands were massaging my ass, balls and cock.
My hands groped at their pants and fingers squeezed two fat cocks. Bill began rubbing my hard nipples through my t-shirt. My nipples responded and were hard and pointy. The pinching sent waves of pleasure to my cock.
In a very short time, I was stripped with only tennis shoes. Bill turned me, slightly bent over and asked Paul, look at that, isn't that a nice ass. Paul grunted uh-huh. My ass was exposed as both men stared at my ass.
Bill pulled my ass cheeks apart and asked Paul to examine my crinkle rosebud. Paul squatted down and examined my exposed anus.
Paul's fingers traced my ass crack and poked at my anal lips. When one finger stroked across my ass hole it was like I came.
Both men opened their flies and pulled out their cocks. I gripped and frigged two semi-hard cocks. They were both fat and promising.
My cock was rock hard and Paul was a pro at stroking my cock.
I felt Paul's finger intrude at my anal lips and slowly push inside me. Then pulled his finger out and spit on his fingers then back to my ass hole. I reached back and pulled one cheek apart as wide as I could while he slid one finger deep into my rectum.
I felt his long finger push inside my tight achy-hole first one then two fingers.
"Oh, Paul, yes, yes, Ooooh, harder, deeper. All the way up my ass. Oh, God, I love it there. Oh, I love it," I moaned out loud not caring who heard me.
As he finger-fucked my ass hole, he continued to stroke my slick cock with his left hand. Meanwhile, Bill pinched and teased my hard nipples. A ripple of pleasure shot through my cock.
I was impelled on two fingers in my rectum and a big hand frigging my stiff cock and yet another fondled my nut sack.
"Your ass is so tight ... so fucking tight—what a tight ass," mumbled Paul.
"Oh, Paul, it's good --love it. Stick your whole goddamn hand up there. Fuck the shit out of it. Oh, fuck, fuck me-e-e."
