I could feel his body tensing up. Even his cock seemed to firm up even harder. I knew Carl’s cock was about ready to explode. He started balling the shit out of my ass. Hard, forceful, short strokes, as he emptied his balls deep into my young butt. He tried not to moan too loud as he pumped his load of cum. Soon after, his cock began to soften up. As he pulled it out of my cum soaked asshole.
Suddenly, it was an awkward moment. Now what. We just say thanks for a good time and say see you later? We were both trying to pull our pants up. With no room to move in the small booth. Not to mention the fact that there seemed to be wet cum covering everything. I was quickly attempting to process what just happened in my mind. Where do I go from here? Leave and don’t look back? Or maybe test the waters further. See what else is possible.
Without much conscious thought. Or maybe it was my asshole speaking for me. I asked Carl, “OK, you’ve got my curiosity up. What exactly did you mean when you said do my ass justice? I thought you did my ass good. And by the way, thank you.” Carl, “No, it should be me thanking you. Finally after all these years, you let me fuck that ass I’ve been dreaming about for years. As far as justice, it’s a shame we’re stuck in here, just the two of us, with no room to spread out so to speak.”
Now he got me thinking again. Made me wonder if those rumors I’ve always heard about him going out of town to be with his queer friends had any merit. What if this was true? If so, I’d better be careful. God only knows what these guys could be capable of. And this “justice” he talks about. What is that? Carl and his queer buddies holding me down and raping my ass over and over again?
Then he pulled a pint of Brandy out of his pocket. “Want some?” He asked. “Damn right.” I replied. And he put a few more tokens into the machine to keep the movie going. We sat there a little while. Watching the anal porn movie and took turns sipping from his bottle of Brandy.
Between the Brandy, the movie, and most of all, my very recent ass fucking. I was still horny. But it was at a new level now. I could feel my underwear getting wet. Carl’s cum was slowly oozing out of my gapping asshole. Just fantasizing about anal sex, isn’t gonna cut it anymore. Why fantasize, when instead, you could be doing it. The feeling of a cock pounding my ass, was my weakness. The Brandy was my courage. And the movie was my inspiration. If that gal can take a cock deep in her ass. So can I. Carl was playing me like a fiddle. Had me right where he wanted me. And I had no desire to fight it.
I took another swallow of Brandy. Then I put my asshole on notice when I asked Carl, “So, you got any buddies in town that would like my ass?” He got that old familiar shit ass eating grin on his face again. And said, “Super 8, room 219. Be there.”
We went our separate ways. Since we each had our own vehicles. I figured he’d go straight back to his room. I took my time. I drove around for a while. Giving all this some serious thought. There’s no denying it. I really enjoyed getting my ass fucked. But I really must consider what I’m getting myself into. And with who. What if he does have some friends close by? A person could really build a bad reputation if they weren’t careful. But then again, having it known, with the right people, that you like your ass fucked. Could be an easy way to make sure it actually happens. No more day dreaming about it.
My ass won out. Soon, I found myself about to knock on door 219. I was sweaty and nervous. It was pushing midnight the way it was. I knocked and Carl unlocked the door and said, “Come on in. We were beginning to think you chickened out.” I asked, “We?” Carl, “Why yes. This is Mark, Bill, Stu, and Big Al is over there. Guys, this is JJ.” We all said our hellos. They were all grown men. I’d say 35 to 55 years old. I was offered a drink. Which I eagerly accepted. I took notice of the porn movie playing on the TV as well.
They were all sizing me up. I felt like a piece of raw meat in the middle of a wolf pack. Not that I was all that innocent myself. As I looked each one of them over, I wondered how big their cocks were. Because I knew, I wasn’t invited here just to play checkers. I knew what these perverts wanted. Stu spoke up, “So JJ, Carl tells us you like cocks? Or to be more specific, you like to get your ass fucked. Any truth to this?” I answered, “Well, I guess so. I mean, today was my first time. With Carl I mean. But yes, I did enjoy it.”
Bill, “Holly Shit Boy, so you’re basically a virgin? And now you find yourself standing there. Do you have any idea what we could do to you? What we’re planning on doing to you?” Mark, “Yeah, like, do you have any idea how hard we could fuck you? If we wanted to?” I quietly answered, “Well I suppose you could. I mean, how could I stop you?” Big Al, “Hey Boy, have you ever watched a little slut like yourself, get his tight ass raped? Me, “No.” Then Carl approached me. “I don’t know what you thought you were getting yourself into. But you’re here. The door is locked, and you ain’t going nowhere’s until we’re done with you. That asshole of yours has got 5 cocks to satisfy. You’ve got at least 4 hours of hardcore fucking ahead of you. Are we gonna have to rip those clothes off? These men are gettin antsy to see their new fuck toy.”
I knew deep in my gut, as soon as a stuck my ass up in the air, life as I know it, will be changed forever. My fantasy of being an anal slut. Won’t be a fantasy anymore. Their rock hard dicks are gonna turn me into an anal fucking whore. How many times have I fantasized, sticking my ass in the air, so someone’s rock hard cock could fuck me in the ass. This is the real deal. All I have to do is go for it. I’m gonna give my ass to Carl and his buddies. Recklessly volunteer to be their fuck toy to use and abuse. I must be out of my frickin mind.
Bill already had one hell of a bulge in his pants. Being a skinny guy, it was really obvious. I removed my shirt. Then my shoes and socks. They were all rubbing their cocks through their paints. As soon as my underwear hit the floor. Bill was standing right next to me. He says, “Let’s see that ass boy. Turn around so we can all get a good look.” Now with my ass pointed toward the men, Bill spread my cheeks, exposing my fuck hole. I could feel the cool room air rushing into my butt crack. Bill looked at Big Al, “Whatta think? Think we can get our cocks into this little mother fucker? It looks pretty snug!”
Big Al, “Carl, he took your cock right?” Carl answered, “Yeah, I had to work on it a while. But yes, I managed to force my cock in. I was ballin the shit out of him. Fuck, why even ask? All you gotta do is fuck the hell out of him. Ram that asshole hard enough, you’ll get your cock in.” I looked at Big Al and asked, “I don’t get it. What are you talking about?” Big Al, “Ya see boy, Carl has a respectable cock, don’t get me wrong. But it’s the smallest one of the bunch. Take mine for example. Have you ever seen a tube of grease? If so, that’s what you’re gonna be gettin up your ass. It makes most men scream. And you? Shit, you’ll maybe never walk the same again.”