A new lethal disease affects a large proportion of the men in their early twenties. Thankfully, the authorities have finally found a cure: ingesting good old spunk! And those young beta males are going to need to swallow A LOT of it if they want to survive.
The story, names, and places are entirely fictional. All characters featured in the story are above 18. This story is only meant to be read by a mature audience, and in any case, by people over the age of 18.
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THE CURE
Chapter 21: Operation "SAVING DANIEL"
I was so shocked when Gino pulled his deflating cock out of my wrecked ass and when I realized that my teammates were all standing before us that I did the most sacrilegious thing... I farted the fresh warm loads of Gino out of my hole!
OH NO!
The dirty cream spilled all over the bed sheets.
"You're leaking, bro!" Darius exclaimed.
"The waste, man! Look at the fucking waste!"
"Shit!"
Instinctively, I tried to collect as much spunk pouring straight from my ass as I could, - Gino had nutted an extra-large portion of juice inside of me -, and I shoved my cum-coated fingers inside my throat. I inadvertently made me gag.
I had no other choice.
I had to suck it all up, pouring that good protein back in my stomach.
"Wow!" Franck exclaimed.
"Gross!" Jason shouted at the same time.
As I was sucking my fingers off, Gino took the lead to justify what we were doing when we had been caught by our housemates.
To be fair, we had not been very discreet...
My prostate orgasms were way too powerful; I could not contain my (vocal) reactions.
"I'm just helping him out." He explained to the crowd of hunky men staring at us. "Dan needs as much of the Cure as he can get."
As you can imagine, the guys smirking in front of us were only wearing their underwear which only made the scene more awkward.
Darius was even already naked, his big black sausage dangling very low between his legs.
What a show off!
"Yeah, suuuure!" Jason mocked. "Bro, that's some bullshit. Dan is not even leaving the jizz inside his ass!"
I did not say anything but Jason had a point.
Gino and I both knew that he was doing more than "helping me out" with the Protocol.
We were fucking. Point blank.
I was sure that Franck, Darius and the others were going to make fun of us for the rest of our life -- Franck was already teasing Gino and I for being "gays" way before the whole Protocol started -, but that did not happen.
In fact, quite the opposite happened.
"You're doing the right thing by the team, Gino!" Franck stated formally. "We have a big competition in two weeks and we need Dan to be on top of his game. We all know that our Beta boy requires to be filled with as much spunk as possible in his fat ass, simply to survive."
"Yeah... That's right." Gino replied sheepishly.
He looked as surprised as I was.
"Hmmm, Hmmm." I confirmed, still cleaning my dirty fingers up.
Should I specify that, strangely, Gino's semen tasted even better after having being poured in my warm asshole or is this too much information for my readers?
"When are you getting tested again?" Diego enquired.
I finally got my index and middle finger out of my mouth to answer.
"In three days."
"If he does not get the defect cured until then, he will have to wait more than a month to be tested again..." Andre added.
"Yeap. It's now or never to fix him." Franck confirmed.
Now or never for what exactly? I was confused.
I would not be for long.
Franck and Darius pushed Gino aside and each held one of my legs up, exposing my gaping asshole to the rest of the rowing team.
"Look at his hole, it's winking at us!" Tyrone chuckled.
"Hey, what the fuck are you doing, guys?!" Gino was putting his underwear back on.
"We're helping our bro out, just like you!" Franck replied with an evil grin.
"Let's make this a team event!" Darius confirmed.
I was stunned.
"Wow, wow, wow, I don't want to fuck his dirty ass, not for the team, not for anyone." Jason complained.
"Quit the whining and man-up!" Tyrone told him, slapping the back of his head.
The twins were already getting their black flaccid cocks out of their underwear. They would not remain flaccid for too long.
Once again, things were escalating quickly.
"Besides, you don't have to fuck him." Franck intervened. "We can take turns, he needs jizz in his stomach, on his face, and in his asshole. You can take care of the facials, for now."
For now... Good lord!
I was watching the scene like I was not really part of it. But I definitely was, and, in a blink of an eye, the large cocks of my teammates were surrounding me. I was about to be drowned in meaty studs' sausages.
Gino sat on his own bed; I could barely see him anymore. Too much flesh, muscles, and cocks in my way.
I wondered how he felt about this. Probably awful?
I thought about my best friend but I did not ponder over how I was personally feeling. This was pretty easy. I needed these loads of cum.
This was a matter of survival!
"Guys, are we really doing this?" Diego chuckled of nervousness.
"Of course, operation SAVING DANIEL is beginning now!" Darius joked.
He was stroking his massive black cock.
Darius' monster could get hard at the slightest touch, and there it was, rising again to incredible (and terrifying) length.
I thought back about that time, only three days prior, when I had taken that thing, deep inside my rectum for the very first time. And that morning again, he had wrecked me.
But my hole did not shut down at the thought... On the contrary, it was opening up! My damn eager asshole wanted to be filled again!
Fuck.
"You're fine with that, Dan?" Peter asked me.
It was the first time since they had surprised Gino and I that anyone was asking what I wanted.
I looked at their hardening dicks.
I felt guilty about Gino but I needed their juice... Maybe, I even WANTED their cum.
I nodded yes to show that I was fine.
However, I did say:
"Not here, not in our bedroom."
Somehow, I wanted this room to remain a sacred place for Gino and I. Silly, I know, since I was about to get gangbanged by my teammates but it still meant something for me, and maybe, it would for Gino too.