Married Man Cum Obsession - Part 4
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Now on with the next phase of Chris' adventure.
On the drive home from the company picnic I tried as best as possible to clench my ass cheeks together, and hold my sphincter tight as to not lose more of the cum that was up my ass. My nylon basketball shorts were wet and dirty already, but didn't want to soil the car seat. Well, that is what I told myself anyway. In actuality I wanted to go somewhere private and play with my hole and jerk off. I had not really been able to bust my nut while tied to that tree. I wanted some private time to relive the good moments of the afternoon.
The ride home was pretty normal. The kids were still wired from the soda, and activity, and my wife was her usual quiet self. I was surprised she was not more concerned with my "tumble" and being the nagging mother hen about my scrapes and bruises. To be honest I was grateful not to have to further lie to her. I did feel somewhat guilty about my recent activities, but I was so coming into my own sexually that it didn't really matter. In the beginning I felt horrible about what I was doing, but now the edge was off a bit. As far as I knew she was oblivious to my activities, and I had yet to be "outed" for anything.
One thing did plague me about this afternoon. Why had Brian, my big blonde bruiser of a "pimp" kissed me? I thought of him as straight, and certainly not in an emotional way. Perhaps he just got carried away watching me this afternoon. All I know is that despite my protests I did enjoy being used. Now just to get home and enjoy what was left in me.
Got home and directly went down to my "Man Cave". It's my only retreat from the family, and I can pretty much do anything I like down there with out someone barging in. Well, that was the premise. I had no sooner got comfortable in my recliner than my phone buzzed with a new text. Upon checking it was my buddy, and now fuck buddy Ricky. My stomach lurched a bit, as this afternoon was the first time we had played without being tanked. I had helped him jerk off before, but had never really had sex with him. He was my best friend, and I had known him since I was a child, so this was new.
The text was simple: Can I come over? I responded: Sure, you are always welcome Not five minutes later he was knocking on the basement door. "Come in man" I shouted. I had not gotten up from my recliner, as this was my buddy, why should I? "Hey man, how's it going?" he says sort of sheepishly. "Doing good, want a beer" I respond. "Hell yeah man, need one bad."
There is an awkward silence that isn't usually there between us. I mean we pretty much can read each other's thoughts, but I am figuring the fact that he bred my ass this afternoon has added a new dimension to out relationship he was not prepared for. Ricky downs his beer in his usual style and quickly reaches into the fridge for another one. His big frame fills the door way as I watch him bend over for the beer. I had not really noticed how hot he really was until now. Maybe having his big schlong up my hole gives you a better perspective on a guy. Anyway he ambles back and sits in the recliner next to me.
"hmmÉnot sure how to approach this man, I mean what happened out at the park today kinda blew my mind", he says. I keep silent and let him speak. He is not much of sharer and this is something I need to let him talk about. "I never suspectedÉI mean I know we played around a bit when we were kids, but I never really figured that it was more than rite of passage shit." Rick has yet to look up from the floor, as he speaks I know that this revelation is either going to make us better friends, or bust us up completely.
"I was watching most of the action that went on yesterday before I jumped in myself", he continued. "I got all hot and bothered watching those men fuck your ass, and you taking their dicks like some $20 whore." "I almost left a couple of times thinking that I couldn't go through with it, but then I saw how much you fucking enjoyed it, how much this really was something you got off on, that I wanted your ass bad!" "Didn't really know what I was doing back there, but I figured a hole is a hole, and damn buddy your hole was one sloppy trench." As he is talking my dick starts to get hard, and I try to cover it with my hands, but nylon shorts are not very forgiving.
"Answer me this though bud, do you like taking a man's cock and cum without really knowing whose? At that moment he looked me square in the eyes. The honesty that was in that look made me want to hide, but he was being real with me, and not hateful, not hurtful so all I could do is answer with honesty. "I didn't know until just recently that this was in me", I began. "I started getting bored, and horned up, and I started checking out these porn sites that made me hard, made me want." I stopped and looked at Ricky. He said nothing, but was hanging on my every word trying to understand. "I finally gave in and about a week or so ago went out to a motel outside of town and got bred by at least 5 or 6 guys". "The experience opened my eyes, if not my hole, to a world of sexual pleasure I had never experienced before." "So to answer your question honestly, yes, I love being used by guys."
That statement hung in the air like a helium balloon. Ricky stared at me, stared at the ceiling, and then stared at the floor. He downed his beer, and then got up for another. I was as vulnerable as when I was tied to that tree, maybe more so now. This was real; this hit home and was personal. As Rick sat back down I noticed that the front of his cargo shorts were tented. Now I have seen him get hard before, so I knew he was excited, maybe this would be ok after all. "Well then buddy, I guess there is only one thing to be done about thisÉ" His statement trailed off and I held my breath. "Guess you need to get your faggot, whore ass over here and take care of this hard on for me!"
It took me no more than a second to get out of my chair and move over to him. His legs were spread on the recliner, and his cargo shorts were already unfastened, and the zipper pulled down. His huge cock was sticking up and dripping precum already. I got down on my knees and licked the head of my buddy's cock. His precum was sweet, and made me hunger to taste his full load. I licked down his thick, veiny shaft down to his hairy ball sac. The smell of musk hit my nose like a hit of poppers. His sweaty balls, and under were salty and warm. I love the scent of a real man.
I pulled his ball sac up, and started to suck and lick his balls. Each gentle tug would elicit a moan from Rick. I pulled a bit hard on his balls, and that seemed to electrify him even more. I then lifted them up and wanted to get under his balls and down between his legs. He stood, dropped his shorts and then sat back down. He spread his thick hairy legs across the arms of the chair so that I could more easily get to where I wanted. It still was not easy, so he scooted his ass further toward the rim of the chair, and that let me get to him real good. I gazed at the site of this massive man laying in the chair, spread eagle and waiting. His hairy legs, balls and ass just ready for me to savor.
I started by burying my nose in his ass. His trench was wet and musty from the heat of the day, and there was of course that true scent of a man's ass. Shit was something you didn't think you would be into, not really, but when you get into a hairy man's hole, and it's still has traces of his last dump it makes it enticing. I loved the idea of getting in there and really knowing him that intimately. "Hey man, I don't mind you rooting in my hole, but gotta tell ya I took a dump not too long ago, might not be extremely clean down there." I looked up at him from my submissive spot, and just smiled. I pushed my face further into his crack and started to tongue fuck his hole. My mouth sucked the flavor from around his butt hole, and my tongue cleaned him up. Each successive suck or lick made Ricky squirm with pleasure.
"Damn you pig, you really love my stink!" "Get in there and really clean my shitter man" I did as I was told and dug deeper with my tongue to taste him. He pushed back on my intrusions as if her were taking dick. I was in heaven from the masculine smell and taste. I wanted his cock inside me again. I wanted to feel him breed me like he did in the woods. I worked my way up to his cock, and swallowed as much of it as I could. It was rock hard, and tasted salty from his sweat and the dripping precum. "Holy fuck dude, you really know how to suck a dick". Rick was fucking my mouth hard and fast, but I wanted him in my ass. I quickly got to my feet and shucked my shorts. I straddled his massive tool and began sinking down his shaft. "FUCK!" Rick cried. "Your hole is still so wet from this afternoon, and my dick is just sliding home!" I stopped when I had his whole 9-inch dick buried in my gut. I looked down at my life long friend, and now breeder. I wanted him to use my hole and to shoot his load in me; I wanted to satisfy him totally. I started to slide up and down on his thick shaft. The feeling of his veiny cock across my tender ass lips was electrifying. I braced myself on his thick thighs and continued to ride him hard and deep. Each time his cock head hit my prostate I cried out. The pleasure was intense.
"Shit man, no woman has ever been able to take my cock this way", "Damn buddy your ass is so fucking hot, I won't last long this way. " Rick was on the edge and I knew that. I was not going to let up until he bust his nut. Apparently though he did not want to bust with me riding him, as he pulled me off and pushed me to the floor. His massive body trapped me down with my ass up in the air. Rick mounted me like a stallion and pushed deep in me. "Fuck me! Fuck me like a whore" I cried. He did as I ask. He fucked my hole hard and raw, he was merciless in his fucking. I felt him dig his hands into my hips to make sure I was steady. He fucked faster and faster, and I felt him shoot deep. He cried out loudly with a "FUCK!" as he continued to unload his baby batter in me.
We both collapsed onto the floor in a heap of sweat and cum. Ricks bear of a body trapped me in place so where his cock was still locked into place. I couldn't move, nor did I want to. I felt his cock jerk and spasm a bit more as the rest of his load dispensed in my ass. I was in heaven. Rick was spent. I wanted more. I couldn't help myself. I was addicted to cum.
Rick slowly got up and knelt on the floor catching his breath. I turned around and took his cock greedily into my mouth. I wanted to taste his cum, and the rest of the cum that was still in my hole. I wanted to be the pig he saw me as. I cleaned his cock and balls as best I could. He just signed with relief. "Damn buddy, you really know how to show a bud a good time," he chuckled. "I aim to please, and enjoy my job ", I said. We both got dressed and got another beer and relaxed. I was carrying his load in me, and I wanted him again. "So, does this mean we are going to do this more often?" I asked. Rick looked at me, totally serious, and said, "Chris, there is no other man in the world that could have made me do what we did, you bet we will often."
With that he finished his beer, and proceeded to leave. "See ya later bud!" is all he said as he left. I could not believe what just transpired, but was happy for it. Then the though hit me that I had just been bred in my own house with my wife and kids upstairs. Hopefully they did not pay attention to the noises down here. I could always say I had the game on or something, my wife would not know the difference.
How quickly my life has changed in just a couple of weeks. I would never have dreamt that I would be having sex with men, with multiple men, having sex with people I work with and for, and having sex with my best friend. Even more astonishing is that I just had sex with another man in the basement of my home with my wife just up stairs. I was losing control of the situation fast. I was following my baser instincts more and more. I was not thinking about the who, the where, and the what. The why I had covered. I was addicted to raunch, addicted to sex, and obsessed with cum.
I fell asleep easily enough. Once I took a shower, and rinsed off the residue of sex and sweat I was more than tired. I crawled into bed, and almost immediately passed out. From what I remember I dreamt of sex and more. The images were all a jumble. It was a mix of cocks, asses, cum shots, men getting fucked, and more. I woke up with a major hard on that begged for attention. My wife was dead out as well, or so I thought. I started to jerk my cock and fantasize about being fucked. My motions must have woken my wife, as the next thing I know I feel her hands on my cock.
My dreams shifted as I stared down at her. She wanted me. I felt her move her mouth over the head of my cock and begin to suck. She tried very hard to please me, but the more she tried, the softer my dick became. I tried to concentrate on a Rick's cock, and how hit felt inside me. That helped to get me erect again. I had to play along, I could not let her know what I had become. She had to believe I was still her husband, and straight. I couldn't afford a divorce or even a scandal about my outside fun. My wife would never understand what was happening. I closed my eyes, and visualized the scenes from yesterday, and in short order I was shooting my load all over my stomach. My wife does not swallow. She doesn't like the taste of cum. I don't get it, as I love it.
Monday came way too fast as usual and another busy day at work. After the fun over the weekend I was happy for the mental distraction of the workday. It was early afternoon when I received a call from the front office. I was a bit surprised, as I almost never have to go see the CEO or such unless it's around budget time, or there is a big project. I got my suit jacket on, straightened my tie and made my way up to where the board of directors meets. I came to the CEO's office and was ushered in immediately. When I walked in not only the CEO, but also Sam Wilder, the Head of the Board of Directors, greeted me. I started to get worried that I was about to get sacked.
"Come on in Chris, please" John Snyder the CEO stated. I walked in the huge office to the chair just before his desk. I sat down with as much ease as I could. I smiled, and asked politely, "So, how can I help gentleman?" John sat behind his huge mahogany desk. It fit in the space, and made him look even more imposing. Sam Wilder was standing behind John, staring out the huge plate glass windows. I took the opportunity to check him out again. Sam was a big man, with broad shoulders. He looked as if he played football in college and didn't quite lose that shape. His big bubble ass stretched the material of his dress slacks, and looked delicious. I wanted to know how his ass tasted. I quickly diverted my eyes and looked straight at John. John was a man of about 5'6", a short man, with a nice tight muscular frame. He always sported a bit of 5 o'clock shadow along his Italian jaw line, and always wore formfitting suits. He had his jacket off, and his tie was loosened. I could see a hit of dark hair peak out of the top of his very blue dress shirt. I could only imagine how he looked naked. That thick black Italian hair covering his body and assÉyum.
"Funny you should ask" John began. "It seems you made a BIG impression on Sam here, and he suggested you might be perfect for a project we have been thinking about." I was not sure where he was going with this, but was determined to keep this professional. "Certainly hope that I can fill the position, and satisfy your requirements." As I said that, I heard the double meaning in it, maybe they wouldn't. "Well I am sure you will be fine Chris." "You see Chris you have been under our watch for sometime now, and it seems recently that you have gone above and beyond the call of duty."
I was not sure where this was going, but did not have to wait to find out. "Come over here and let me show you something Chris." I got up from my seat and walked around to the other side. When I passed the edge of the desk I noticed the John had his pants down around his ankles, and was working a very nice tool. It was about 7 inches long and not extremely thick, but nice. I looked behind me, and what I had not noticed was that Sam had his fly open on his pants the whole time with his thick cock hanging out. I knew at that moment what they wanted, and I was more than happy to oblige.
I instantly got down on my knees and started to suck on the CEO's cock. I took him easily to the base and started to bite lightly at the base of his pubes. He smelled of soap mixed with a bit of heat. His cock was uncut, and I enjoyed sticking my tongue into his cock hood, and wash the inside. His cock head was super sensitive, and with each flick of my tongue he jerked with pleasure. Sam had positioned himself next to the big leather chair, and was stroking his cock as I sucked on John. I could not let that go without tasting him as well, so I moved off John, and started to suck on Sam's bear meat. As I sucked, I remembered how good it felt in my ass at the picnic.
"I told you John, this cocksucker is a pig, loves to suck cock and take it up his ass." Sam said. "Definitely does know his way around a man's dick, but you told me he is a pig, and will clean a man's ass and take his cum". John stated. "Well I can only tell you that at the Company picnic he was taking dick like a champ in his ass, and I personally watched him clean a shit covered ass with glee."
"Well then I guess we should just see how he likes mine then." John said. I was still on my knees in front of him. John stood and dropped his pants to his ankles; he then turned around and knelt on the chair with his furry ass pointed in my direction. "Go ahead PIG, eat my hole," he demanded. I moved a bit closer and noticed that he had not wiped his ass after his last dump. His underwear was streaked with shit stains, and his trench was still smeared with his last dump. I did not mind, and went to work cleaning him up. I worked my tongue along his ass hairs tasting his salt and musk. I clamped my lips around his ass hole and sucked as my tongue probed. John moaned loudly and thrust his ass back for me to reach further in. Sam had his hands on the back of my head forcing me to keep my face in John's nasty crack.
I didn't mind as much as you would think. I was in my own zone, and was a pleasing a man, that is all I needed. Sam pulled me back from my efforts, and thrust his cock back into my throat. It had grown to its full girth, and it was difficult to take the whole thing in my mouth. I choked a couple of times, and the spit came dripping down my chin. He then forces me back into the CEO's dirty ass, and I returned to my duty to clean him up thoroughly. I must have been doing a great job, because during my ass eating, I felt John jerk, and felt him shoot his load all over the back of his leather chair. He muffled his cry so that his secretary would not be aware of what was happening, but I could tell his had just spent a huge load.
Sam pulled me back on his cock and John slipped off the chair. As soon as John was out of the way, Sam demanded that I clean up John's load on the chair. I happily licked up all that precious juice. His sperm tasted sour and I imagined he must have eaten something like asparagus or such. I did my job and cleaned up the entire load. "Come over to the edge of the desk and drop your pants!" Sam ordered. I stood and unbuckled my belt, and quickly pulled my trousers down to my ankles. He did not want me to take them fully off as it was easier to manipulate my fee this way.
He had me lie back on that big mahogany desk and lift my legs up. He then spit on his cock and aimed for my hole. After my adventures this weekend my hole had been very tender and sore. Knowing how thick Sam's cock was, made me wince knowing he would fuck me again. He shoved his mushroom head into my tender hole, and I gasp in pain. The shear thickness spread my hole hope wider than I could imagine. He pushed my feet closer to my head, and forced his way in. I was in a very uncomfortable position, but took him like a champ. He began to piston himself into me, and the pain subsided.
As Sam worked his thick prick into my shitter, John had climbed up on the desk and now was feeding me his cock. The more I sucked on his spent cock, the harder it got again. I had him almost at full mast in no time. Sam was fucking me with abandon and had the desk been any weaker it would have broken. Being made of mahogany, and being extremely heavy, it took the punishment of the big bears insistent force. I for my part held onto John's legs as I fed on his cock, and let Sam hold my feet in place. He definitely was dominant in his manner, and knew how to get the best out of his bottoms.
I lay their being fully spit roasted again, and enjoying being a man's fuck toy. Sam was a master at fucking and could hold off longer than most in my ass. I would have figured as tight as my ass was he would have blown quickly. John was again hard, and I hoped he would not pop in mouth but up my ass. Sam was breathing heavier and it seemed his time to shoot. He forced my legs down past my ears, as he dove further into my guts. He didn't take long in that position. Opening me up like that allowed him to really work his cock along my shit chute, and he blew his load hard. I heard him muffle his scream in my leg, as he spasmed against me. I could feel his juices flood my hole. Like before he pulled out quickly with a plop. His spent dick hung limp against his palm as he tried not to get anything on his pants
John had not shot his second load yet, and was looking to do so in my butt. He spun me around on the desk and since my legs were already in position, he slipped his hard cock into my willing hole. Sam held my head over the desk and deposited his cock into my mouth to clean. I sucked his cock with pleasure and enjoyed John's manipulations at my sphincter. My ass was again on fire, and though sore, and puffy I would not have stopped John from fucking me for anything. He was not as forceful as Sam, but more tender. He employed slow long strokes, which let me feel every inch of him. He especially loved to pull completely out, and shove it back in slowly. I was in another world.
I soon finished up with Sam, and waited for John to cum. This was his second load, so I figured it would take more time. He was enjoying himself and I let him. Though with a little pressure placed with my ass muscled I did hurry his pace. He fucked me like it was his last cum and then shot another load in me. He pulled out quickly, and spun me back around. I took his cock back into my mouth and cleaned off his cock as well. "Sam, I have to hand it to you, this man knows how to take cock and do what is needed to keep a man really happy." John commented. "I knew you would like him John, so do you think he will work?" Sam asked. "He will definitely work," said John.
After we had all gotten back together, I was informed that I would be getting a special project, but details would come later. I was also going to get a raise for my efforts. I was happy to hear that, and was eager to find out the details. The only thing they would say is that my special talents would be put too good use. Well it seems that being a cock whore does have its rewards.