The Legacy of a Starman
Chapter 2
The next morning, I woke up at my usual time. I felt wooly-headed for a few moments, but that passed quickly. My mind recalled what had happened in the last couple of days and I smiled. Now, there was the obvious task of spreading the cure for cancer to the general population. As I worked on that, I decided I should take a shower and think about it in there. My dick was hard because it always is in the morning. Not able to resist, I slowly jacked off a nice load. It was noticeably bigger than my usual huge loads. Instead of pumping out about 10 creamy jets of cum, I sprayed 15. I'd counted them! Some man's ass or mouth was going to be severely flooded, I smiled.
Getting back to the problem of transmitting the cure, I remembered that the crystal had created a file on my computer before the crystal went dark. Hurriedly, I dried off and dressed, and then accessed the file in question. Reading through the file, I saw that the cure would be world-wide within a year. Any person who touched my skin or I touched them or they touched a surface I had touched would get enough fragments of the cure to eradicate any cancer cells they had. The solution was transmissible to another two people, but at that point, it would be too diluted to transmit further. However, if one of those three people had a probable diagnosed case of cancer, the solution would create enough of the cure to wipe out the cancer in that person's body. Because there were so many curing particles in the cured cancer patient, they had now become a patient zero. They would permanently be able to transmit the cure for life to anyone, just like I could now. As always, if new patient zero people fucked bareback or had another person swallow a load of sperm, the recipient would be cured of cancer and also become another patient zero.
However, that didn't answer the question I'd posed to myself earlier. Just how should I go about "exposing" the general population to the cure? Getting access to cancer patients was a problem. I had no reason to be at a hospital wing dedicated to their treatment. Then, I thought their doctors would be an excellent vector, but I didn't know any oncologists, nor did I have a reason to visit one. Hospitals did have nurses and orderlies and other support staff, but I didn't know anyone from those occupations, either. There were cancer support groups for patients and families. Maybe that would accomplish the spread of the cure.
Before I went off to school, I checked on-line for cancer support groups. There were several in town, most of which focused on one particular type of cancer, but were welcoming to all cancer patients and families who needed a shoulder to lean on. Three of them were meeting this week during the evening. That gave me the target, but how could I "infect" them? Surely, they weren't going to bend over for a tall, muscular, black kid and get fucked bareback. There had to be another way.
During the school day, I considered, but tossed several ideas. None of them were practical. As a bunch of the guys were showering after our practice baseball game, one of them mentioned that they'd been to a party recently where brownies were served. They'd been laced with marijuana and everyone got high as a kite. I wondered if brownies would do it. Everyone loved chocolate, so they would be consumed. But, would the cure be deactivated by the heat of baking? I'd made brownies from a package mix before and all it required was an egg, some oil, and some water. My creamy load could be the liquid. As much as I was pumping out now, I had enough for two batches. And the chocolate would hide the taste of cum. I'd have to make a trial batch to be absolutely sure that the taste was close to authentic.
When I got home, I sprayed a load into a measuring cup and noted that the contents measured just shy of 1.5 cups. That was nearly enough for two batches. I made one batch according to the recipe with my sperm substitution and the other would include a couple of tablespoons of orange liqueur, plus sperm.
After baking, I had to let them cool and set. I cut them up after dinner and tasted them. The ones with only sperm added did have a slightly off taste, but I liked it because I like the taste of man cream. The other one had the bright taste of orange with chocolate, but no sperm taste. I'd hit on the solution! That did leave me with two concerns, though. Did the cure survive the heat of the oven and was the quantity of cure in each brownie square enough to create more patient zeros? I didn't think of it at the time, but I should have been worried about the alcohol in the liqueur killing off the cure particles.
I made two more batches with orange liqueur in them. I'd saved most of the first orange liqueur test batch. With paper plates heaped with my special brownies, I went to the three groups meeting that week and offered them the brownies. I stated that I was moved by their spirit of giving and I'd been inspired by a teacher at school who had suggested that we do something to give back to the community. I held my breath after each short speech, but they welcomed me with open arms. The brownies quickly disappeared.
I needn't have worried about the efficacy of the cure. By the end of the month, spontaneous remissions of incurable cancer patients were being reported all over the city. The medical community was baffled. Within another month, the entire state was reporting amazing remissions. Other states soon joined with their own astonishing reports. Teams of scientists tried to find a commonality that would explain the elimination of cancer, but they came up empty-handed. By the end of a year, cancer had been eradicated. The crystal was right.
Eleven months earlier, I was ready to ask for a cure for HIV. My father and I worked on the wording to eliminate only certain retroviruses. The complexity of the solution took as long as the cure for cancer. When it was ready, the crystal transmitted the cure through the palm of my hand. Again, I barely got into bed before I was sound asleep.
I'd been thinking about how I was going to get the cure into the community for the last month. I knew I had to start with gay men, but I couldn't fuck every gay man. I didn't know how to find enough of them to get the ball rolling. My college friend gave me the answer. He mentioned that a friend of his went to a sex club that was located just off the Ventura Freeway and not far from the Redline Metro. It would be easy for me to get there from home and back. Now that I was 18, I could stay out much later without my parents having a major meltdown.
The website said that the sex club opened on weeknights at eight and at two in the afternoon on Saturday and Sunday. It closed at four in the morning. I'd be home well before closing. Their six-month membership looked like the best choice. I knew I'd have to go several times to fuck as many men as I could. That would spread the cure the fastest.
I was looking forward to going. This would be Nirvana for me. I would now know how many times I could jet out a load in one night. And I'd be able to fuck a lot of hot men bareback.
Two days later on a Friday night, I was there a few minutes after it opened. I saw no point in getting a room. A locker would be enough. With my towel in hand, I walked down the hallways and into the common rooms. Few men were there, but more were arriving all the time. I asked someone when the real action started and he said that the place is really busy by 11 p.m., but he was ready for action now. He was a nice looking Latino man in his late 30s with a sweet, round ass. He took me back to his room after he sucked my dick for a few seconds. I was instantly hard.
There were no preliminaries. He got on the bed on his back, pulled his legs into his chest and said, "Fuck me!" I ate his clean ass for a couple of minutes before I mounted him. He squealed and thrashed beneath me, begging me to fuck him.
"I hope you like big loads in your hot ass, Man," I smiled down at him. He nodded vigorously and smiled.
"Give me that monster meat and fill me up with your baby gravy," he begged.
"Your ass is so hot, I'm gonna cum too soon," I warned. But, by then, it was too late. Before he could ask me to stop, I was blasting a huge load up his ass. It was like the load I'd sprayed in my shower on the first day.
And he loved it. "Damn, Baby! I can feel you nutt up my ass. Keep feeding me your baby gravy! Fuck me, Man!"
I didn't count the number of jets of sperm that I delivered, nor did he. But, both of us were satisfied with the result. His ass was full of cum and my dick was happy. He would be even happier when he found out that he no longer tested positive for the virus. And he wouldn't know that he was now a patient zero, too. Surely, someone would suck him off and they'd be a patient zero, also. As easily as he accommodated my big, thick dick, I figured he probably wasn't a top.
Leaving his small room, I moved toward the showers. I soaped up my dick and got clean. The man standing next to me was a great looking white boy. He was in his 40s probably, and was checking me out with lust in his eyes. My dick started to harden as I stroked the soap off of it. "You want some of this?" I asked him. He nodded and fell to his knees. I got a really good blowjob and was about to nutt when he pulled away. "You want my load down your throat or up your ass?" He turned around and bent over. "Good choice," I smiled.
This fuck took longer than the last one, but not by much. I warned him that I shot a big load and he only glanced over his shoulder and smiled. A few seconds later, I grunted out my second load of the evening. He enjoyed every creamy jet of sperm that I pounded into him. When my climax ceased, he held me against him and told me to leave my dick inside him. He liked how big I was and how much sperm I'd given him. I smiled. Another patient zero had been created.
But, my dick softened and I slipped out. Once more I cleaned off my dick, grabbed my towel, and continued my tour of the facility. There was a sling room, but no one was in it. Another room had numerous glory-holes. A small weight room was also vacant. At the end of the hall was a lounge kind of room with a bar that served no alcohol and a large screen television that was playing a pretty good porno film. The guys in the film were fucking bareback. They were hot! One big stud was pounding another guy's ass. A third guy was sitting on the face of the man getting fucked and the guy doing the fucking was sucking on the guy's dick that was doing the face sitting. Everyone in the film seemed to be having a good time. However, there was no one in the room except for the bartender.
"Buy you a drink, Handsome?" the bartender leered. I suggested cranberry juice and soda. He fixed my drink and leaned over the bar. He kissed me. "I've never seen you in here before. You're a total stud," he smiled. He leaned over the counter and checked out my dick. "You like to fuck with that beauty?"
I turned him around and leaned over the counter to look at his butt. He was wearing leather chaps with nothing on that hid his round, eager ass. "You like it deep and plentiful?" I countered.
"Fuck, yeah!" he grinned. "Ain't nothin' goin' on, so we might as well start the evening out right." I wasn't about to tell him that I'd already nutted in two hungry manholes. He leaned over the bar as I moved around behind him. His ass was even rounder and harder when he bent over. I knelt behind him and ate his hole out for a few minutes while he begged for some dick. I teased him with my slippery dickhead, lubing up his pulsing hole with precum. "Oh, Man! I gotta have it," he begged again.
"Be careful what you ask for," I warned. "I nutt a lot and I'm kinda big," I added.
"Fill me up, Stud. I really need this," he moaned. I leaned over his back and pushed my dick into his welcoming hole. He tensed up for a moment, but then relaxed and let me push my big dick all the way in. "Yeah, like that," he crooned. With slow in and out motions, I fucked his hungry ass. He met each of my thrusts by pushing his ass back against me. My dick jerked hard inside him. "You feel like you're ready to breed me," he said over his shoulder.
"I'm so close right now that I gotta stop all motion or I'll flood your love tunnel for sure," I whispered. I held my breath and tried to think of something else. It didn't work. My dick jerked hard again, but this time, it was followed by a serious of quick pulses that signaled my balls to empty. I held him tightly against me as I filled his sweet tunnel with my thick cream. He loved how much sperm I was pumping into him. He would know later that he got a cure for his probable virus infection.
I assumed that anyone who barebacked in this sex club was positive and didn't care how much cream he took from other men. They just wanted to get fucked and filled. Some of them probably enjoyed topping some of the men here, too. I wasn't making any kind of judgment. I was giving them far more than they wanted. With the number of patient zeros I was creating, this scourge would be over sooner than the two years the crystal had predicted.
Leaving the panting bartender behind, I grabbed my towel and rinsed off again. My dick was getting a good workout, but I still got a good twitch when a hot man entered the shower room and showed off his ass or hot dick. Taking my towel with me, I cruised through the rest of the facility. Action was picking up, more men had arrived, and I thought I spotted someone I knew going into a private room. I concluded it had to be my fertile imagination. It couldn't be the quarterback on my high school team. His girlfriend was the hottest girl at school. He was always going on about what a great piece of tail she is.
I decided to wait discreetly near the room I'd seen him go into. I was propositioned twice. Both men successfully sucked me off. Both of them choked on the volume of nutt I pumped down their throats. Two more patient zeros, I smiled. As a third man was attempting to get my dick hard again, the quarterback came out of the room he'd fucked in. "Thanks for the hot fuck," he said to the man in the room he'd just left. "I enjoyed it." He turned toward me and stared. His embarrassment showed in his white face that was now crimson. "Uh, hi, Mike," he stammered.
"Sup, Craig?" I smiled. The guy sucking my dick had been successful. I was fully hard. "You need another load in that quarterback ass of yours?" Craig was frozen in place. His crimson color was fading as he stared at my dick. "You know you want this big, black dick deep in your fine, white ass. And I know I've wanted to fuck your bubble butt from the first time I saw it." I pulled away from the man who was trying to suck me off and walked over to the quarterback. "Come with me, Craig. I know exactly what you need." I took his hand and pulled him along toward the sling room. It was still empty.
Craig climbed into the sling and I closed the padded, leather straps over his ankles and wrists. I adjusted his body in the sling so his ass was totally exposed and pulled out over the end of the sling that supported his back. I knelt behind him and lightly kissed his ass and then his asshole. He moaned with pleasure. My tongue rocketed up his hole and he winced. But, he relaxed quickly. "Yeah, Mike! Eat that stud hole out for me. I love your face in my butt. And you're right. I've wanted that big monster up my butt breeding me from the first time I saw how well-hung you are," Craig revealed. "But, I always thought you were so straight."
"The only thing straight about me is my dick, Craig," I smiled over his nut sack. "And you're going to find out just how straight and thick it is soon enough." I went back to eating his hole out. I'd forgotten that he'd just taken a load from some guy moments ago. I'd never eaten out a manhole that had cum in it before. This was new to me and I liked it. A lot!
"I only get fucked by neg guys," Craig asserted. "So, you'd better be negative, Mike."
"You can be sure that I am, Mr. Quarterback. But, you also have my assurance that you're about to get the biggest load of man cream in your ass that you could ever hope for," I pledged as I stood up. My hard dick leaked precum as I pushed the big, spongy head against his slippery hole. His ass lips parted and I entered him slowly. "The other guy had a pretty good sized dick," I observed. "You're taking me pretty easily."
"Practice, practice, practice," Craig smiled up at me. As more inches of my big dick slipped into him, I leaned over and kissed him softly on the lips. "Fuck! You're a hot man," Craig moaned. "I love that big dick inside me. I knew it would be so good to feel your monster buried in me."
"My dick likes your ass a little too much, Craig," I sighed. "I'm about to nutt inside you and it's gonna be a huge flood." I croaked out the last word and shuddered hard as the first jet of cum sprayed into his athletic ass. More sperm jets poured out in rapid succession. I fucked him hard and deep, enjoying a soaring climax that built higher and higher with each spasm and spray of nutt.
"Yeah, Mike! Fill me!" Craig begged. His hands on my black, bubble butt held me in place so that my baby gravy was planted as deeply as my 10" dick could reach inside his love tunnel. Even as my cream stopped spraying and resolved to dribbles, I continued to fuck his perfect ass. He shuddered beneath me as his dick cut loose with several squirts of cum. I'd fucked the cum right out of him. I smiled at my success and the ease with which I did it. I released the restraints and helped him out of the sling. "Thanks Mike. I didn't want some guy I don't know wanting to follow up on your fuck." I nodded my understanding, but I think he was kidding himself.
Another man had been standing nearby watching us mate. "May I eat your ass out?" he asked Craig. "You have a beautiful ass and I heard from the bartender that your friend here pounds out a really big load. I'd love to eat some of it out of your butt."
"Go for it," I said to Craig. "You'll need to abort that huge load sometime soon, anyway. My swimmers are very active." I turned to leave as Craig bent over for his new friend. "And Craig," I added, "if you need another big load for that hot ass, just find me. I'll be here for a while and I'd love to make another delivery in that deep hole of yours." He grinned at me and nodded. I hope he does, I thought.
Once more, I wandered into the shower for a soap-up of my dick and a return to cruising. I was enjoying this non-stop sex a lot. Fucking hot butts was a lot of fun and very satisfying. My college friend was going to have a lot of competition. And, I wondered, can I ever be a one-man man? Right now, the answer was no. Perhaps in future years, I'll change my mind. I smiled at the improbability of that: possible, but not probable.
I walked the corridors again, taking my time, checking out the men I passed. I could be more selective now that more men had arrived. But, I had to remind myself that my mission here was to spread the cure, not fuck the hottest men. I was hoping I could do both.
A room that had been empty earlier had half a dozen men in it now. I saw a plaque on the wall outside that room that said, "Orgy Room". From the action of the men there, it was obvious that they knew why they were there. Everyone there was entertained by at least two other men. Some were fucking, some rimming, some blowing, and some kissing. But, I had my sights set on a hot, black man who was about 40. I gave him a look and he checked me out and smiled. I smiled back. He motioned for me to follow him, but kept checking over his shoulder to be sure that I was. And he was looking at my hard dick each time he checked. This guy was a little shorter and a little lighter than me. His skin was darker and his hair was short and turning grey. I liked the way his ass moved and flexed as he walked.
We walked into his private room and he shut the door behind us. "I sure hope that big dick is ready to fuck me," he smiled without preamble.
"I'm always up for fucking a hot ass like yours, Man," I replied. "I sure hope you like your loads big, because that's what I'm offering tonight."
"The bigger, the better," the handsome man said. He bent over and got on the bed doggy style. "Take me, Stud," he urged.
I moved behind him and ate his ass for a couple of minutes to get him lubed up. Eventually, I pressed my spongy dickhead against his asshole and squeezed out several drops of precum to assist the journey into his deep hole. My dick entered him slowly. He raised a hand and pushed back against my abs.
"It's been a while since I had a dick as big as yours," he allowed. "Take it easy on me." I slowed my pace and pulled out a couple of inches before I resumed probing his depths. "Yeah, take your time and fill me up." I held off for a few more minutes after getting all the way into him. The pace was very slow, but he seemed to love it. "You really are a big guy," he observed. "Usually, I'm the one doing the fucking, but I couldn't pass up a beautiful man like you with a huge dick like that," he sighed with pleasure. "I'll be having fantasies about this session with you for weeks to come."
I was about to tell him that I'd be here often for the next few months, but my dick was demanding my attention. "Oh, shit!" I bellowed. Without warning, I was loading up his ass. I couldn't believe how hard I was squirting into him. It felt like my balls were in my throat, straining to empty their contents into the man under me. I fucked faster and faster, enjoying the race up my climax mountain. His ass was milking me as I fed him more baby gravy. I fucked harder and deeper. My climax was dissipating, but my hips continued to pump hard against his beautiful, black ass.
"Fuck, that's a big load," he finally said as my pace slowed. "You always squirt that much?" I nodded, unable to form a cogent sentence. "And you fuck like you're born to it. You gotta boyfriend or a main fuck?" I shook my head to the negative. He laughed softly. "I can sure understand why you wouldn't," he observed. "You pound out a lot of juice with that big dick. I doubt anyone can keep up with your needs. Don't tell me you have quick recovery, too. That'd be too much!"
I finally found my voice. "It seems to be about 10 minutes," I asserted.
"And you nutt just as much the second time?"
"And the third, fourth, and fifth times."
"Shit, Man! What kinda vitamins do you take?" he laughed. I shrugged, not willing to give him the truth. "You're one of those very gifted men who have it all," he sighed. "I envy you that, but I wonder how easy it is to carry that kind of an over-sexed burden?"
"So far, it isn't a burden at all. I love it," I averred.
"Just how old are you?" he asked.
"I turned 18 last month," I answered.
"Yeah, I remember that age. I couldn't get enough ass. I learned a lot in my early years. I especially found out what I liked and what I didn't like to do with other men."
"Such as?" I pressed.
"I don't like scat, I don't like fisting, I'm not a piss queen, and I don't like dirty men. I like them fresh and showered recently. I'm not into fat men, but I don't have any kind of racial preference. I like a hot ass and a big dick. I generally top because I'm a big guy with a big dick, although not as big as yours. But, the right guy comes along and I'll bottom for him if he wants it."
"Who wouldn't want that amazing ass of yours?" I smiled. "And how did you learn how to work your ass muscles to suck off my dick while I was fucking you?"
He shrugged. "It just comes naturally, I guess." A momentary look of panic crossed his face. "I'll be right back," he said quickly as he ran to the door. "Don't go anywhere." A second later, he'd disappeared down the hallway.
I sat back on the bed and relaxed a moment. He's a really nice guy and a hot fuck, I said to myself. Eventually, I might want a guy like him in my life on a permanent basis, but with my overwhelming sexual needs and my desire to rid the world of scourges, I had to put that off, for a little while at least. As I sat there, I recalled that the crystal had said in the uploaded file that the people I was "curing" would have one to three days of low-grade fever, depending on the level of their infection. They would suffer a less debilitating lethargy than I did when I first absorbed the cure, and only for a few hours. The low-grade fever would probably mask that. Consequently, I probably wouldn't see any of tonight's fuck buddies when I got here tomorrow. The fever should start in four to six hours from the time of exposure.
A few minutes later, he returned. "Thanks for waiting," he beamed. "I wasn't sure you'd wait for an old guy like me, considering how amazing you are."
"It's not the years, it's the miles," I intoned with a grin.
"Yeah, that's probably true. And speaking of truth, you really meant it when you said you were going to deliver a big load. It was HUGE! I've been with guys who were gangbanged by a bunch of guys and they didn't unload as much as I just did into the toilet. That's why I had to race out of the room a few minutes ago. Your babies wanted OUT!"
"I do have that impact on some men," I confessed. "You reacted as you did because you don't get fucked that much, so your capacity is less than a true bottom."
"Like those guys I always see in the slings, for instance," he observed. I nodded. "They sure love what they do, I'll give them that. But, it isn't my cup of tea. I'm not enough of a bottom."
"I'll bet you're an amazing top," I said. "But, as much as that's probably true, I don't get fucked. It's just my thing."
"That may or may not change," he smiled. "I was an exclusive top for many years," he recalled. "But, then I met a man who changed that and changed my mind. Unfortunately, he wasn't relationship material, but we're still good friends."
"Even though you can't fuck me, how would you like a good blowjob?" I asked. He nodded enthusiastically. "Get on the bed on your back. I hope you like to eat black ass."
"If it's clean, I'll eat just about any color ass," he laughed. He moved into position and I crawled on to the bed and sat on his face. Leaning over, I engulfed his dick and got him hard within a few more seconds. I sucked him expertly as he rimmed my hole. The man had talent there, too. His balls started to tighten and I could hear him snorting into my ass. Suddenly, his body stiffened and his dick jerked hard in my mouth. I swallowed twice to capture all his cream.
"Been a few days since you nutted?" I asked when we parted. He nodded as he caught his breath. "You shoot a big, tasty load, Man," I praised him. "Any man with any sense would be lucky to have you."
"Meanwhile, I'll continue to audition them with a good fuck or blowjob," he sighed. "You're hard again," he observed. "You wanna load me up again?"
My answer was to push his legs into his chest and eat his hole out again. His butthole tasted heavily of cum. I smiled down at him as I pressed his legs harder into his chest. "Let me know if I'm going too fast or I'm hurting you," I said. I leaned in and kissed him as my dick probed deeply into his tight love tunnel. This time, he didn't push me back, but welcomed me in. His hands were on my ass, urging me to go deeper. "You adapt quickly," I smiled.
"I had a good teacher." One of his hands left my ass and rested on the back of my head. He pulled me in for another kiss. As the passion rose, his other hand joined the first one. My hips thrust hungrily against his asshole. He rode my long, fat dick, massaging it gently with his internal muscles. "Fuck me, man. I really need you inside me. I want to feel another monster load fill me up," he begged.
My balls tightened and my dick swelled. I knew I was only seconds away from another climax. The head of my dick tingled. My big nuts kicked and sperm raced deeply into him. His hands moved quickly back to my ass and held me tightly against him. He wanted my nutt planted as deeply up his ass as my black dick could spray it. I lunged hard into him, bucking and thrusting as I jetted another monster load into his eager ass. My climax peaked, but I didn't slow down. His internal muscles were working extra hard at stroking me. A final jet of sperm made me shudder to a stop. "Fuck! What a hot ass you have," I sighed. "No one has ever taken me to such heights of pleasure."
"I aim to please," he smiled up at me. His hands remained on my ass. He didn't want me to pull out. We kissed again and again in post-coital bliss. But, even my dick eventually softened and snaked out of his cum-dripping ass. "I'll have to go buy a butt plug to keep all those swimmers inside me," he laughed. We parted with hopes of seeing each other again soon.
Another circuit of the playrooms showed me that the sling room was fully occupied. However, one of the couples was just finishing up. The top had pulled away and was walking toward the door. He checked me out, smiled, and patted my ass as I walked by. The guy who had eaten my load out of quarterback Craig's ass moved quickly to squat behind the ass that had just been vacated. He stuck his tongue up the guy's asshole and licked and sucked excitedly.
"Delicious!" he concluded. He glanced over his shoulder and saw me. "Hey, Man. You want some of this?" he asked gesturing to the ass he's just been eating out.
"Sure," I replied. He moved out of the way and I plugged in. The guy in the sling moaned with pleasure as my big dick opened him up more than the previous man had. It felt different, but a good kind of different, to fuck an already loaded ass. The added, deep lube allowed me to slide all the way in with one, long stroke.
"Yeah, Stud. Go deep," the bottom in the sling purred. "I love big dicks in my pussy."
"I hope you like big loads, too," said the felcher. "This guy really pumps out a lot of cream when he nutts. I've never eaten out so much sperm in my life, not even after a bareback orgy."
"That so?" the bottom asked me. I nodded. "Cool! I love big loads."
The felcher knelt beneath us, his tongue licking hungrily at the edges of the manhole I was fucking. His tongue darted up and down my shaft when he wasn't trying to slip his tongue into the ass in the sling. He moaned with joy as he tasted asshole and jizz. "This is the best," he murmured. I had to agree with him. His tongue on my shaft and occasionally on my tight balls was sending my dick signals that I was about to breed this pre-bred, nice ass in the sling.
"You about ready for another load?" I asked the sling boy. He grabbed his ass and pulled his butt cheeks farther apart. I took that as a yes. With a strangled grunt, I unloaded into him with heavy jets of warm baby gravy. If I were supposed to shoot less with each ejaculation like most men did, I couldn't feel it. I counted 15 jerks of my balls and dick. Each one sprayed sperm into his hungry hole. Another patient zero was born.
When I pulled out, my felching friend quickly cleaned off my dick. He turned and slipped his tongue up the guy in the sling and slurped away at the big load I'd just deposited. The felcher returned to my dick to make sure he got all the cum off of it before once more licking at the cum-leaking hole of the sling guy. As he happily dined on the overflowing ass, I turned and left the room.
Down the hallway was the glory-hole room. I thought I might try my luck in there. My dick hadn't recovered yet, so I thought I might snag a load or two through one of the glory-holes. The place was busy! Evidently, this was the favorite activity at this sex club. Some of the participants had another person on their side of the partition, eating out their ass or fucking them as they got their dick sucked.
I stood to the side of the festivities and watched for a few minutes. Of course, my dick was inspired by the scenes before me, so it got hard as steel immediately. The longer I watched, the more eyes turned to check me out. A minute later, my dick was drooling precum that reached in a long, pearl string from my throbbing dick to the floor. One of the guys who had been eating ass got off his knees and came over to me. Without a word, he knelt on the floor before me and nearly inhaled my hardness.
No one had ever taken me orally all the way to my pubes. This guy did it like he was taking a deep breath. He held my hard dick deep in his throat for several seconds before pulling off and licking the dripping tip. "Delicious," he praised. "Do these big nuts produce enough to keep me happy?"
I had to laugh. "You will be very surprised how much I can deliver. Are you ready to swallow fast? I pump out more jizz than you've ever swallowed before."
"Are you serious, Man? Is that possible?" I assured him it was. "Now, I can't decide if I want that big load in my ass or down my throat."
"Your choice," I said agreeably.
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