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Der Boiler:
Part 3
I slumped to the floor for a minute and rolled over onto my stomach. For a time, the room was empty and the only thing there was the porn projecting on the wall. The feeling from my ass was overwhelming. It wasn't pain or discomfort; just over use. I slide four fingers deep into my ass and wiggled my fingers. They sloshed around in cum. I slid my hand farther in and got just a past the base knuckles on that hand. My asshole had never been that used or stretched before I thought. I wiggled my fingers again before sliding my hand out. My hole felt empty. I licked and sucked my fingers clean, making a little show out of it just in case I had an unknown audience.
I wasn't close to being done this night.
After a few minutes of laying on the dirty floor covered in cum, I had come down off my high. I had been running my hands up and down my muscular body enjoying the physical sensations and the used feeling of my asshole. The cum on my face was dried but the taste remained. Cum still leaked from my ass and it was still coated on my fingers after I had licked them clean. I slowly stood up and felt the weakness in my legs. There was no pain in my ass but I felt exhausted. I grabbed my towel and slowly left the theater. It had been empty when the last man finished in me, but by the time I left another couple had come in and sat down. They seemed disinterested in the cummy ragdoll laying on the floor.
I walked out of the side of the bath house meant for fucking. It was obvious to everybody who looked what had happened to me. Undoubtedly it disgusted a few men. And, undoubtedly it turned on other men.
I could feel cum running down my thigh, seeping from my still opened ass. I got more than a few double takes and sneers from some, and knowing predatory grins from others. I was a show for them. I represented what was wrong to some in the cock-loving community, and what was so devilishly amazing in it.
I got off on both. Being so disgustingly used and slutty, I was proud of. That was my "fuck you" to authority. And, being looked at as a willing piece of meat to use by others...that's exactly why I was here after all. I relished the attention both types of men gave me as I turned on the shower head.
I squirted soap form he dispenser into my hand and rinsed. I thoroughly washed my hair and my face. I soaped up my entire body and turned around, putting on a show for anybody still watching.
My chest and abs cleaned, I turned back around and with a fresh dollop of soap I bent at the waist. I slid my fingers up and down my ass spreading the soap. Holding my hole open with the other hand I slid my four fingers back into my hole and scooped out whatever cum was left in me. The shower head was rinsing the suds away and soon anybody who cared to look saw a man bent over in the shower sliding four fingers easily in and out of his asshole. For good effect I took my fingers from my ass and put them right in my mouth to get whatever residual treat was left. I turned the shower off and grabbed my towel and without drying at all went straight into one of the dry saunas.
The heat of the sauna and the physical toll had their effect on me. I lounged back and my whole body hung loose on the wood slat bench. Fatigue and satisfaction washed over me and for at least a few minutes I napped. I woke up as refreshed as I had ever been. My entire body was relaxed and my legs had recovered their strength. My cock had been hanging exposed and remained chubby the entire time. I hadn't cum in two days and after I had been fucked by five strangers, I needed release. But not yet.
I grabbed my towel and politely nodded at the other men relaxing in the sauna. I'll never know if any of those men had fucked me earlier, but if one of them had, I'm happy to have helped him relax after a long week at work.
I cruised back to the darker side of Der Boiler. It must have been dark out by now and the hallways and booths were busier than before. I poked my head in the theater where I had been the main show earlier. A dozen or so men lounged and stroked. A few were sucking others. I continued on and explored some of the booths. I passed one with an open door. Inside a man was suspended in a sex swing. He wore a hood and his legs were spread wide. His hole was used and red. He was after the same thing I was; I wondered how many cocks he had taken this evening. How many had he taken his entire life? If he was a usual here, it must be hundreds. I was somewhere between 50 and 70. I don't know exactly how many because when I was younger I used to get black out drunk and wake up knowing I had been fucked but I'd never know how many men had had a turn.
I kept exploring. Down the hall I saw a black light where the maze was. I went back into the maze and found it crowded. As I pushed against bodies trying to make my way through, hands groped and grabbed me. I felt a hot wet mouth engulf my cock; I stayed and grabbed a fist of hair and fucked the man's mouth for a few minutes but I wasn't ready yet to cum. I pulled away and said "danke".
If in the maze a man had done more than grope me; if he had grabbed my hips and pushed into me, or grabbed my hair and pulled me down to his cock I would have willingly been used. Nobody in the maze was that committed or dominant.
I left and walked down a hallway again. A man rounded the corner, naked and with out a towel. He was tall, broadly built and with a beard. He was extremely muscular with thick strong thighs and his cock hung low. Uncut it hung down with a weight to it that told its size when hard. He paused and looked me up and down. He smirked and I smiled at him as I kept walking. My cock was growing looking at him and as I passed he roughly tussled my hair. He said something in German and I stopped and looked him up and down.
The man reached over me and pulled me closer to look at my ass from above. He easily could have leaned to the side or gently motioned for me to show me but instead he pulled me in close and took the look himself. I couldn't see his reaction but he must have liked what he saw.
"Let me fuck you" he said with a heavy accent.
"Yes, sir" I replied.
He was physically dominant and even if he didn't have permission to (he didn't need my permission to fuck me in a place like this), it wouldn't have mattered. The man was an example of discipline and weights and training.
He stepped back and took my hand. It was an odd feeling to hold hands with a man, even after everything else that had been done to me. He led me around the corner and past a few booths before he opened one of the doors.
The room was small of course and half the room was taken by a large padded platform. It was a wide vinyl covered cushion on a wooden platform at the perfect height to fuck. The walls were floor to ceiling mirrors. He had me go in first and he sat me on the platform. His cock jutted straight out, fully hard now and it didn't disappoint. I had taken an eight inch cock earlier in the evening but I knew I'd have to hold on and focus on this one. I was excited for the challenge.
I expected him to immediately begin face fucking me.
Instead he took my face in both hands and forced my mouth open with his tongue. It was a rough and passionate kiss and we didn't break it even as he climbed on to the cushion on top of me. He pulled me onto it more by my armpits and soon my body was crushed under his enormous size and weight. Our tongues flicked back and forth and explored each other's mouths. Soon our bodies were grinding against one another. His body slid up and down mine and our sweat made us slick. The most I could do under his weight was rock my hips back and forth and stimulate my cock. His cock meanwhile I could feel like an iron rod between us.
He finally pulled away from me only to dive back down and lick and bite at my neck. His teeth hurt and I knew they would leave marks and bruises. I was already excited for Naomi to see them and ask. My hands roamed across his back muscles and through his short black hair and through his beard. I grabbed and tweaked at his chest and nipples and each time I did, he grunted.
His biting mouth continued down my body. He bit my chest so hard I thought it would bleed. At least half my pec muscle had teeth marks around it. My mind was reeling by the animal intensity of this man and we hadn't even begun to fuck yet.
Suddenly his giant hands grabbed my hamstrings and he nearly flipped me ass over tea kettle. My weight rested on my shoulders and he held my hips up. My legs dangled above my head. The man bit my thighs as aggressively as he had everywhere else, and I whimpered and screamed as he bit my sensitive skin. I saw him smiling as he made me squeal.
My hole felt as open and exposed as it had ever felt. His biting got closer and closer and I could feel his breath inside my still opened asshole.
Finally, no more biting.
He paused.
He looked at me and smiled.
And then I saw only stars and blackness as his broad, wet tongue flattened against my puckered and used asshole. Wide, flat, deep, wet licks overwhelmed me. I moaned like a whore in a porno. His tonguing increased and I began to babble incoherently, pleads for him to keep going. My voice was higher pitched than usual and the urgency betrayed whatever self-respect I had left.
My screaming "eat me, daddy...eat my slutty little hole, daddy" may have fallen on uncomprehending ears, but they were loud. I don't know if the man understood what I was saying but the message was unmistakable. Others heard me too and soon through the open door, past my elevated hips I could see a few men standing outside stroking their cocks as they watched us.
The man motioned with an arm wave to come on inside. They each sat down on the bench with us and soon I was pressed between the thighs of a few men who were busily stroking their cocks. I was in heaven.
Soon rivulets of spit and drool were dripping off my ass and onto my stomach and chest. My asshole was thoroughly covered with his saliva and my hole was quivering for more than his tongue. He sensed it too. The man let go of my legs and I fell against his lap. He was standing against the edge of the platform and pulled my hips closer to him. I wrapped my legs around him but found he was too broad to lock my ankles.
I felt the man started sliding his big cock up and down my crack. I had only briefly seen it, but I knew it was huge. I started rocking my hips against him more and I was moaning and telling him how much I needed it. "Please" I begged. "Bitte, bitte, please fuck me..." Finally I felt him push. His head was pressed against my hole. He pushed again and then he was in.
Immediately my hole burned from his girth. He didn't stop pushing. His cock slid in before my body recognized the pain. I felt him pushing against the inner ring of my asshole. That ring of muscles I know is just past eight inches in my ass. The burning continued as he kept pushing.
I grunted and couldn't breathe. It was pain, yes, but at the same time I knew he was getting pleasure out of me. My mind screamed yes as my body attempted to rebel. With all the self-control I had, I forced my body to relax. It wasn't my body relaxing that let him push his cock past my second ring; he would have pushed inside anyways. He was in charge; my relaxing only made it easier for me. And I didn't matter. He mattered.
Finally he was all the way inside of me. I knew he must be over nine inches long. My body was on fire with his size. He knew what I was feeling; every man he had ever fucked must have felt the same way. He held himself inside of me as deep as he could go. I was doing my best to stare into his eyes and he stared right back. One of the men sitting on the bench watching whistled that he was impressed and another grunted in agreement. They had gotten a better look at the cock now inside me than I had and must have known how hard it would be to take.
But I had taken it all because I'm a dirty slut with no self-respect left.
The men watching mustn't have known that in here, I was nothing more than a worthless piece of meat with filthy holes for strange men to use. Until I showered and took a even just a single step outside of this building, I was absolutely nothing more than an anonymous, mindless, sex toy bitch.
Of course I would take his cock. It was why I was here, and it was the only thing in the world that mattered.
Slowly, the man buried inside me started to push back and forth. My ass had gotten used to the intrusion. His short thrusts eventually became deeper and longer. They weren't fast but they were deliberate and steady. As he bottomed out on every thrust I saw stars and I had no choice but to grunt. Some internal mechanism was shifting things around inside me and I had no choice at all in my grunting.
As his thrusts became full on, I could no longer keep eye contact with him.
The physical intensity and overwhelming sensations coming once again from my ass had my rocking my head side to side, unable to focus on any single thing. My hands were groping at the mirrored wall then the cushion, looking for something to hold onto.
A hand found my wrist. It yanked my hand over to a man's lap and I grabbed onto a cock. There. The first thing I was able to focus on since the man fucking me had started. I squeezed and started stroking it as best that I could. I knew another man had been sitting to my right and I reached that arm out to find his cock too. I found his cock with him stroking himself and I took over for him. I turned my head to look at the man and he took ti as a que to get on his knees. Soon, both men were kneeling over me and their cocks hung over my face.
Still being pounded in the ass by the giant man who had led me into this room, I maintained what sense of awareness I had left by worshipping the two cocks with my mouth. I moaned and grunted at the sensations emanating from his onslaught of my asshole, but my focus was on the two cocks. It was better that way that I had something to take my mind off the intensity of him fucking me.
Again, the pain didn't matter. It did hurt, but I knew it would and I didn't mind it. These cocks as a distraction though would make me be able to take the pounding longer, and any extra pleasure a man can take from me, I'd welcome.
Both men were soon taking turns fucking my face. One would turn my head in his direction and shove his cock back and forth. The other man would get impatient and then yank my head by my hair in his direction and it would be his turn to use my mouth. Spit, saliva and precum soon covered both my cheeks and covered my eyes, dripping onto the vinyl pad we all sat on. I was in heaven. I could vaguely hear catcalls in German from the open door. We had attracted another audience.
I pulled both cocks out of my mouth and started moaning for a show "yeah, fuck me daddy, fuck me fuck me..." "Feed this slut your hot load"
Finally one of the two men began to cum. He spurt onto my face, into my mouth and onto the other man's stomach. As soon as he was done cumming I frantically sucked his cum off the other man and fingered the rest into my mouth. I gargled his load to show them all I had it all in my mouth, then I dove on the second cock. He didn't last long after that and I gulped it down. I swallowed both loads but slapped both spent cocks across my face.
I had gone numb from the hips down. I felt the pressure and intensity of the man fucking me and I was mentally getting off on how much pleasure he was getting from me. Without the cocks in my mouth I couldn't focus on anything anymore. My vision was unfocused and vacant. The taste of cum in my mouth was thick and besides the intense pressure in my ass, I was only aware that my head was hitting the mirrored wall on every thrust.
I felt warm spurts hit my face again. I was aware only enough to know a few men were cumming on my face. They had been watching the show and decided to finish on me.
I couldn't be happier with their choice. I reveled in the sensation of being an anonymous object for these men to ejaculate on.
I was far gone in the submissive headspace. Time didn't matter and I coulnd't see or think straight. I don't know how much longer the man fucked me for but I felt occasional sprays of cum land on me. When I felt them I'd smear them all over my body until my cock, abs, chest and face was covered in a film of stranger's cum.
The vacant look on my face must have made me look like a stoned out crack whore, and at that point I pretty much was.
A sharp slap across my face brought me back to the present. The man above me had back handed me. I felt an immediately bump in my lip. The man grunted something in German; it was frantic, and I knew he was about to cum. His hands wrapped around my neck and squeezed. My whole body now had no choice but to focus on his giant cock deep in my asshole. With a final thrust he filled me. He looked straight into my eyes as he flooded my ass with the biggest load I had taken yet. Spray after spray of him filled my insides. Finally he quit pulsing his cum into me. The man leaned down and gave me a quick kiss on my forehead. Without any warning he slid his cock out of me. I grunted at the sudden change of pressure in my ass. He left the room quickly and my head fell back.
One of the men who had been watching the show came into the room. He knelt down and began to eat my used gaping hole. My ass was gaped and sloppy and hanging open. Cum slid freely from it. I looked every part of a used up gay slut. The man sucked and licked and lapped up every drop of cum he could get from me. He gently fingered me to get the rest of it. Then, with the mouthful of the strangers cum he began to suck my cock. I grabbed at his hair and began thrusting my hips into his slutty mouth.
It was my turn to cum goddammit, and this dirty ass-sucking slut was going to get my cum. He didn't hesitate at all with being face fucked by my cock. I didn't last long until my big hot load filled his mouth. The greedy slut eagerly swallowed everything and then licked my cock clean. He began to lick my abused asshole again before I had to push him away.
I had finally had enough.
An hour later I was limping through the hotel lobby when the concierge called me over to the counter. "Excuse me, sir; you're in room 314, ja?" I nodded that I was. "A miss Naomi just arrived in your room. She said you're expecting her".