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DEVIANT LUST
It sits quietly inside my head waiting for the opportune time to strike. When it strikes, it does so with the utmost furry and intensity. At times, I feel as though I cannot control myself. My urges take over, and I'm thrown into a deep spin of repetative thought and desire. Call it what you will, I call it...deviant lust.
Barracks life as a marine is somewhat difficult. I step outside my door to a catwalk of flesh and beauty that only the most fortunate get to be with. I go to the laundry room...oops - there's one. I go to the gym, forget it...I'd better find something else to do. I go eat at the mess hall and damn - I'm hit with the realization that there are so many goddamn georgeous motherfuckers on this earth. Why, why, why?
Then it hits me...the urges, thoughts, emotions that come packaged in a nice, little bundle. My mind turns machine-like and I try anything to control them...but...
I envision being beaten by these studs. I envision being urinated on...spit on and crapped on. I look around in my fantasy and I'm surrounded by naked jarheads...waiting to control me, humiliate me and abuse me. AAhhhhh....
I smell their asses, I lick their man-holes and become their fart-target. I breathe in the smell, the man-stink...coming at me from all directions. Marine farts...marine stink...marine piss. Spunk, cum...sperm.
I'm on the deck, on all fours with one huge, veiny man cock penetrating my exposed asshole. He pushes in forcefully, almost brutally as if to remind me that I'm his for the moment. He fucks me until I'm sore...begging for him to stop but stop he will not. He will fuck me until his seed leaves his dick, entering deep within my worked guts. But - he's only the first of many.
My mouth is simultaneously being battered and abused by cocks of all sizes, shapes and tastes. Musky cock, sweaty cock and dirty cock. Pussy cock...chick cock...bitch cock. Marine Cock...I'm drunk with lust...as my throat takes load after load of starchy man cream. I feel my throat gulping thick gobs of the shit...like a cum pump...ingesting more and more until I feel like expelling it. I want more. I love this feeling of intense humiliation.
The third stud that fucks me pisses in my butt after ejaculating in my bowels, expelling more of his dick-junk into my nasty being. My guts are filled mens' cum, piss and dick-junk. Goddamnit...Oh god...yeah! Fuck me...cuss me. Hit me.
I then feel a warm stream of marine pee hit my face...cleaning the cum that spewed onto my face...causing it to drip to the floor where I proceed to lick the gobs of piss/cum off the floor like a goddamn dog. I feel yet more piss hitting me from different directions, washing my sickness away, purifying me and making me whole again.
Then it's "turd time". The hottest of the bunch...all beefy n'manly feels compelled to use me as his shit-bitch. I'm there for him. I accept his gift. He croutches over my face, as I'm on my back...he farts over my mouth and nose, giving me the uplift I need to continue. I'm in an animalistic state of sickness and decay. But, I love it.
He farts again, this time slowly releasing his hard, thick and long log of manly shit. This turd is a beauty...glistening with slickness and ass-juice. The man-stink hits me like a puch in the kidneys. My mouth begins to accept his offering...and the last of his turd is expelled from his guts and pinched off by his ass-ring. I'm in man-heaven. Loving my degradation and humiliation.
That's not all..I can't stop now. I beg for them to force the solid-man-turd into my open asshole...and to force it deep inside my being. I want nothing more than this stud's hard turd, his stinky shit to be a part of me for a while, until it hurts my intestines. I want to be rapped by the damn thing. Fuck me...hurt me and goddamn abuse me...
Ah, and it fuckin' doesn't stop there. There will never be a limit...it's never enough...
At this point, I am overcome with lust and shittiness and I lose it. I spew my man-spunk all over my belly...and my marine pigs whipe it all over me...while spitting on me...and finally pissing on me to clean my filthy soul. They've done their job. They gave me what I wanted. They gave me more of what makes me human. They gave me reason to be gay.
Now my mind can concentrate on recovery.
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