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The boy put on some old clothes and headed out the door. T-shirt and nylon running shorts were his uniform of the night. He thought of a few places he could go to get what he needed. It was a little after 9:30 p.m. so that narrowed his options. He could try one of the parks along the river. There were some remote bathrooms that rarely got locked at night and were too far off the path for the police to bother with. He'd been gang fucked many times in those old cinder block buildings. There was also the cruisy spot under one of the pedestrian bridges that crossed a creek in the opposite direction. Both were about a mile or two run.
He headed for the river first and stopped at one of his regular haunts. There was no one visible as he approached. As usual, the light inside was broken or had been stolen again. A distant streetlight and the moon provided just enough illumination to see. No one was inside either. He stayed for a few minutes before moving on to the next bathroom. He passed a couple men as he neared his next stop. They were all older and non-descript.
After having jogged almost two miles he wanted to get something for his time so he went into the dilapidated brick structure that smelled of stale piss and pushed his shorts down below his ass while standing at the urinal. An overweight silver haired white guy wandered in a few minutes later and took in the sight, but was only interested in sucking off the younger blond.
Ritch brushed aside the man's advances, pulled up the front of his shorts to cover his cock and left. He walked down the path past a few other men with his ass on display. There was a whistle or two as he made for a covered picnic area. The sound of footsteps behind him let him know he was being followed. Reaching the tables he bent over one in the darkest corner and pushed the shorts lower. He never looked behind him not caring as long as he got fucked.
A hand grazed his exposed ass and the sound of a zipper was the only noise for a moment. The tell tale fapping meant someone was trying to get hard. After a short time, he felt an average dick rub over his cheeks before trying to push into him. It wasn't hard enough to gain entry.
He was disappointed since usually there are several black or Hispanic guys around happy to breed someone like him. There had been night he'd get passed around by ten or more of them. They never failed to get hard and he loved when they called him white boy or puta. Tonight he had seen none. The guy behind him tried a couple more times unsuccessfully to enter him. The boy sighed, stood, and walking away as he pulled up his shorts. He'd have to find someplace different tonight or jerk off to porn. Gone were the days of an ad on Craig's List to get an endless supply of strangers over to the playroom to breed him all night. One of his dildos was sounding more appealing with each additional step.
As he neared his neighborhood, he took a detour and instead of going home headed for the business district a few blocks over. He'd already ruled out trying the bridge. If the first two locations were a bust it likely would be too. Four blocks from his house, he stood at the entrance of the alley he'd been in a few nights before. His pulse quickened at the memory of the thick cock that had claimed his ass.
Making his way into the darkening space he stopped about twenty feet from the street. This was where he'd pissed the last time. He pulled off his shirt and shorts and leaned against the wall. There was no need to empty his bladder this time, but he enjoyed the feel of being naked. Taking in his surroundings he only heard the sounds of the city but saw nothing. He wandered further into the darkness, his hardening cock leading the way.
Turning a corner the space ended a short distance from him. A narrow passage between buildings left the possibility of an exit in that direction, but returning the way he came would be more sensible. Movement of a shadowy figure caught his attention as someone stood. The boy didn't move as the tall, imposing form took shape. He scanned the area and found a plastic garbage can behind him. He bent over it and waited.
The murmur of voices echoed in the space as he tried to identify how many might be present. He glanced over his shoulder and could make out three figures approaching. The scent of unshowered bodies filled his nose. A zipper lowering and clothes rustling were the only sounds for a moment.
"Think he's the one I told you about."
"Don't care. Haven't gotten laid in months and his ass is in the air."
One of the men spread his cheeks open and spat on the exposed hole. The sound of more spit being hawked up was like music to the slut. A third time and the feel of it hitting his hole with some force was followed by what felt like a thick cock rubbing around the lubrication. Pressure as the man pushed was followed by the exquisite feeling of his hole being breached. The man sighed and slid inch after inch into the welcoming hole.
"Fuck it feels good. Guess pussy is pussy no matter what it's on."
Another of the group moved around to the boy's face and presented him with a dark cylinder of meat. He greedily wrapped his lips around it and started his tongue action. The scent assailing the boy's nose became a turn on as the man grabbed his blond hair and pressed the cock deep into his throat. Filled at both ends, he was in cock whore heaven. His piggish nature thrilled at being used like this in a filthy alley.
The man in his ass latched onto his hips in a vice-like grip and drove in hard, setting up a pounding fuck that had him moaning. He worked his muscles around the shaft the way he'd been taught several years before, tightening and relaxing to increase the pleasure of whoever was inside him.
As the man taking the throat held on to the blond's head he matched the speed and force used by the other man. Both had a need to fill and planned on filling the boy with their cum.
The rhythmic pounding of his hole changed as the man's pace faltered. With a series of grunts he bred the ass before finally coming to a stop holding himself deep.
"I needed that."
The cock was pulled from his throat, leaving him feeling empty at that end. "If you're done, I wanna finish off in that hole."
"Yeah, I'm done."
"I'll suck you clean if you want, Sir."
"Damn right you will. Not getting my fine suit messed up."
The pair traded places and the slut eagerly sucked the mixture of cum and his ass from the cock. It was only half hard, but still felt like a good seven inches. He worked his tongue around it and did a thorough job of cleaning it. The man finally stepped back. The one in his ass was fucking him at a leisurely pace, enjoying himself without being in a hurry to blow his nut.
"I need to rest a bit but I want another go at him when you guys finish."
Another man stepped in front of him. "Glad you came back, boy." He slipped his cock in the opened mouth and held still. "I gotta piss before you blow me." With a sigh the stream started to flow. "That's it, boy. Drink my fuckin' piss."
"He's taking it?"
"Yep. Took it last time too. The fucker loves it. Don't you, boy?"
"Mmhmm."
"Guess I'll save mine for him."
The guy must have needed to piss bad as the stream kept flowing. The foul taste in the boy's mouth only added to his excitement at being debased by these men. He knew he was nothing but a thing to be used and had to fight the urge to cum from that knowledge.
He felt the cock growing once it stopped feeding him piss and couldn't wait to have it fill his throat. The guy took his time and enjoyed the tongue work around the head. The motion was slow as the first few inches pumped his mouth. A pair of large hands gripped the back of his head. "He likes it rough." With that he shoved hard, driving the entire length of his ten inch meat into the boy. The guy at his ass picked up his speed as a primal instinct to breed took over. The two power fucked the small body with their momentum forcing their sex toy onto the other's cock.
"Oh fuck. I'm gonna cum. Take my load, bitch." The man tried to get as deep as he possibly could and held still as his cock throbbed and unloaded in the boy's ass. He was panting hard. "I thought you were full of shit when you said some little white bitch gave up his ass."
"Told ya so. Now get the fuck out of his ass. I'm taking what's mine."
"Yeah, yeah. You found him. Guess he did come back looking for that bat you carry." The guy moved around to the slut's mouth. "You know what to do I guess. Get your mouth to work, bitch."
Ritch dutifully sucked the man leaving his cock cleaner than it had been at the start. The older black man stumbled back and went to sit on a box while his friend continued to pound the upturned ass.
The first guy who came returned to the slut's mouth. "Got some piss for you, bitch. You can suck my cock after."
"Yes, Sir."
"Hear that, guys? I'm respectable. He called me sir." He rested his cock in the opened mouth and fought the urge to fuck it as the lips closed around the head. It took much more concentration to get his stream started than if he was going against a wall, but it did finally flow. The boy drank like it was the best thing in the world and never spilled a drop even with the ass pounding he was receiving.
As the flow ebbed he let his tongue work around the head, licking away any remaining piss. As the chocolate cock expanded it slid down his throat and its owner grabbed the blond head to skull fuck the bitch.
"The way he swallows around my cock it won't take me long to nut again."
"He's working my ass like a pro. Feels like he's trying to suck my load out with his hungry hole."
The two picked up their pace. The guy working his throat lasted about ten minutes before his cock began to throb. He pushed into the tight confines of the throat and fired off the first volley. Pulling back he unloaded the rest in the slut's mouth. The taste was bitter, but the boy happily took it all.
He felt the cock in his ass expand as the guy he'd met a few nights before roared as he unleashed his load, breeding the eager hole once again. It was what the boy needed and is own cock exploded against the trash can, emptying out a large load and making his ass spasm around the thick shaft.
"Fuck you got a sweet ass." He flexed his cock a few times before pulling out. Grabbing the boy's shirt he used it to wipe his cock clean before dropping it on the ground in a puddle of piss and stepping on it. Moving around towards the boy's head he stood back and unleashed a torrent of piss covering the boy's head and body. He then aimed for the shirt on the ground and the boy's shorts wrapped around his arm. As the flow began to slow, he shoved his cock into the opened mouth letting the boy drink the last of it.
The other two guys walked off and Ritch was left with the man he'd originally met here. "Thank you, Sir" He attempted to stand on shaky legs. Kneeling down to pick up his piss soaked shirt he sucked some of the liquid from it. The blond pulled something from his shoe. "This should buy you food for a couple days. If you need more to feed them just say so." He handed the older black man one hundred dollars.
"A hot piece of ass and money for food, life is good. Come back soon, bitch. Always be someone here to fuck you like the slut you are."
Ritch slid on the soaked shorts and draped the shirt over his shoulder as he walked home happy, full, and for the moment sated. He'd sleep good that night.
To Be Contiunued
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