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The old man kept both his hands planted firmly on the back of my head so I couldn't move to see who had exposed my virgin ass to the world. Whoever it was, they had big strong hands they squeezed and slapped my pale ass until I'm sure it was beet red.They grabbed my cock and balls which were slimy from precum and all the juices flowing from the blow job I was giving. Then they started to explore my tight asshole with their thick fingers coated with all that slime. First they inserted one finger, probing my prostate and pressing until I felt jolts electricity and leaked even more dick snot. Then they added a second and a third and finally all four fingers gaping my tight virgin butthole. I was loving it and started to buck against the hand as grandpa kept a tight grip on my head, keeping me from turning around to see who I would finally lose my virginity to...
I didn't give a fuck who would finally take my ass, I was just eager to truly feel dominated and owned by an Alpha male.The big hands were roaming all over my ass, cock and balls and I heard him say " what a sweet ass this cocksucker has" he started to finger my hole again and I gripped as tight as I could with my sphincter muscle pushing against his hand to let him know I wanted to be fucked. Then he said " damn this bitch's cunt is tighter than his throat!" Oh god I thought to myself, it's the Stud behind me and I don't know if I can back out of this now
I started to panic once I realized it was the young Stud who almost choked me out with his huge cock preparing my ass for a full on assault. I wanted to enjoy the feeling of a man filling me up but I thought there is no fucking way that huge thing is going to fit in my tight virgin ass without tearing something. He pushed down on the small of my back to get a better angle to fuck my virgin hole as I formulated excuses to get out of there while I could still walk. I can tell them I had a headache I thought to myself. I tried to wriggle free from the old man's grip on my head to say something as the Stud started to push his massive head against my poor virgin hole. It felt like a softball being pressed against my ass and I knew logically it would never fit. The Stud grabbed my hips as he pressed on. Struggling to break free of grandpa's surprisingly strong grip on my head, I finally managed to mumble PLEASE STOP, DON'T! with the old man's engorged cock firmly lodged in my throat. The Stud spread my ass cheeks and probed some more with his fingers trying to open me up for his massive tool. I managed to pull off of the old man's cock just long enough to say I CAN'T , PLEASE DON'T when he grabbed hold of my hair and yanked me back on to his pulsating cock. Mmmmfffff PLEASE STOP mmmffaaagghh!! I was sobbing and I felt the Stud back away and I thought, he's done with me now for good. I turned my attention back to the old man, I figured I'll just get him off, head back to my towel on the beach and catch my breath. I started to go at his cock which was obscenely purple from the constriction of the cock ring and the action of my mouth and throat when out of nowhere, a big hand with a little brown bottle appeared under my nose. With the other hand, he covered my mouth and told me to breathe. I took a good strong breath through my nose and then he said AGAIN! I took another huff of the potent stuff. An incredible warmth suddenly came over me and I took the old man's cock deep in to my throat feeling hornier than ever wanting him to fuck my face forever! I felt hands on my ass again but I didn't care and this time when the Stud pressed against my tight asshole, I relaxed and began to let him in.
The momentary rush of the poppers subsided and I could start to feel the pressure and pain from his huge cockhead. I moaned with the old man's cock still in my mouth oohhh wait stop it's too big but the Stud had already breached my sphincter and wasn't going to take no for an answer. PLEASE! DON'T I cried. He put the bottle to my nose again and this time I really breathed deep wanting to feel the rush again and take away the excruciating pain in my no longer virgin hole. The now familiar warm rush filled my brain and I relaxed again and let the Stud fill me completely. My cries of please stop and don't soon became PLEASE DON'T STOP! "Look, he's a natural" the old man said as he started to really drive his cock in to my throat and the Stud started to pick up the pace of fucking my ass.They kept up a steady rhythm of fucking both holes and fed me poppers to keep me oblivious to what was happening. I could sense there were more men gathering around us watching as I was deflowered there in full sun with only bushes hiding us from the rest of the public. I pulled my mouth off the old man's cock to catch my and took a quick look around. There was a ring of six or seven guys standing around us jacking off. I was elated to be the center of attention and went back to the old man's cock. The Stud had increased his fucking tempo as he grabbed my hips with both hands. The old man took his hands off my head and just sat back on the tree branch, letting the Stud drive my face onto his throbbing boner with each thrust of the Stud's hips. The Stud was starting to fuck me at a frantic pace and we almost knocked the old man off the branch. I could tell he was getting close as his huge cock grew even more in my aching ass. He started to slow his strokes down, pulling almost all the way out and then thrusting forward until his pubes were tickling my ass. He groaned as he thrust one last time and ground his hips against my ass for what seemed like an hour. He rested against my sweaty back while I continued to minister to the old man's still rock hard cock. Damn, this geezer has staying power I thought to myself. The Stud stood up fully and pulled his semi hard cock out of my abused ass with a pop. I could feel his load running down my thighs as the old man grabbed me off his cock by my hair and said " now you be a good boy and thank the young man" I turned around to face the cock that just deflowered my ass; it was still massive in its shrinking state and shiny with cum. I grabbed it with both hands and squeezed a little more cum out of the tip. I took into my mouth, stretching my jaw and tried to stuff as much as I could into my throat, savoring the taste of cum and my own ass juices. His cock started to swell a little but he patted my head and said " maybe another time" I was still admiring his awesome package when the old man's surprisingly strong hands pulled me back towards his lap. I was still in a popper haze and he easily pulled me down on to his amazingly stiff boner. This was in the days before Viagra and Cialis, I don't know how he kept it so hard for so long. He easily penetrated my sloppy hole and I could feel all the Stud's remaining load drain out of my ass and on to my shirt the old man was using as a cushion. I watched as the Stud turned and left without so much as a kiss for stealing my virginity. As my mind was clearing from the popper fog, I noticed there were more than a few men watching the show and jacking off. I had the sudden urge to get up and try to run after the Stud but the old man held the brown bottle to my nose and I took a deep huff and resigned to my fate. Grandpa grabbed my slick cock and started jacking me off in time with his fucking my ass. The poppers took full effect and I started to grind back on his lap as the ring of masturbators drew closer urging me to the inevitable climax. I felt it building and I could sense the old man was going to cum as well. He gave me one more hit and took one for himself as we both approached the point of no return. He aimed my throbbing cock straight down and I blasted a huge load right onto my white running shorts that lay trampled in the dirt at my feet. At the same time, the old man groaned and pushed his cock as far as it would go in my ass and I felt it pulse several times. He pushed me up off his cock and grabbed my ass, spreading my cheeks and inspecting the damage he and the Stud inflicted on my poor hole. He slapped my ass and said "clean this mess up son" I took his slimy cock in my mouth and proceeded to lick every remaining drop I could find. He grasped my soiled shirt and wiped my sopping ass with it, then tossed it at me saying "here's a little memento for you. I was coming out of the popper haze and was trying to take in what just happened. I was turned on and frightened at the same time of what I've become. Before today, I always felt in control when I was sucking cock. It was
ME who determined when and where the cock I was sucking would blow it's load. That all changed today and I was beginning to realize the subservient slut I had become. I needed time to think and catch my breath, so I bent down to pick up my soiled running shorts. As I did the men who had been watching the show moved in closer and started grabbing at my ass and making lewd comments. I had to get out to the safety of the beach, slather on some sunscreen and lay out on my towel to think things over. "Leaving so soon??" Someone said. I gotta go I said but I'll be back. I walked through the maze of trails until I got to the exit where a couple of guys in speedos milled around, acting as lookouts for the illicit activity I just came from. They gave me a knowing grin and one of them said " see you soon!" The sun was blazing hot and the sand burned my feet as I ran towards my towel, my dick flopping as I ran. Fuck that's just great, someone stole my sunscreen. I flopped down on my towel face down and balled up my soiled clothes for a pillow. The pungent man odor from all that cum and ass juice stirred my libido and my cock sprang back to life. Oh hell no, there is no way I'm going back there today and I'm gonna have to start back up the cliffs to my car before my gets sunburned worse than it already feels. So I made the long walk of shame past the gay beach and past the straight nude beach in my cum stained clothes trying not to make eye contact with anyone. I'm sure anyone coming within a few feet of me could instantly tell what I had been doing all day.
I came to Black's Beach almost every day that summer and I never did see the Stud again. He took my virginity and changed my life forever and I never even got a kiss or his name. I did see the old man again, in fact A LOT. That fucker had the libido of teenager! Well I hope you enjoyed my last installment of Black's Beach Memories, I certainly enjoyed recalling those moments that changed me forever!