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Chapter 2
Once home from my videotaped fucking by James, I quickly headed to the bathroom to shower. In the mirror, I saw his dried cum still on my face. I quickly stripped. My shirt and shorts were still wet with his cum too. I licked them both like a dog.
In the shower I jacked off twice. Usually I had trouble cumming a second time but the events of the day made that easier.
The next couple of days, I seemed to constantly think about James and his big black cock. I so wanted him to call and order me to suck that beautiful cock again. Or take it up my ass again, or both. But no calls came.
On the third day, I began to go to the park in the hope that he would show. But he did not show.
Nor did he on the next two days. I was getting frustrated. I wanted to talk to him, to work things out. To suck that cock again. I couldn't get it out of my mind and had no one to talk to about it.
Finally after a week I called Randy. I was horny for cock, not really his but it would do. I asked him our code phrase of, "Got any jobs you need me for?". He told me no and that he had to go.
I went back to the park and sat in my car. Wearing only a tee shirt and gym shorts. I so wanted to see that old pickup truck. I was so fucking horny.
Looking around and seeing I was alone. I slipped my shorts down and began to stroke. I was thinking about James and how he had controlled me completely. I knew I wanted him to do that over and over. I was getting close to cumming. So close.
Suddenly I heard the chirp of a siren. I opened my eyes to see a park ranger truck in front of mine.
"Hands where I can see them, son." Said the ranger. His flashing lights blinding me. I put my hands up. I heard his door close and footsteps.
I was still naked from the waist down. "Fucking pervert!" He exclaimed as he looked in. "My guess is you are one of the faggots I have been hearing about in my park." Then he opened my door and pulled me out.
He was a large black man, in great shape. His uniform tight on his body. "You a faggot boy?" He asked in a firm tone.
I nodded yes, shaking. "I asked you a question." He said, grabbing my nuts and squeezing them firmly.
"Aaahh, yes, yes sir."
He laughed and let go of my nuts. "I don't like your type ruining my park. You understand me?"
"Yes sir." I replied. My heart beating faster and faster.
He told me not to move and he went back to his truck. Then he parked it and made a call on his radio I couldn't hear. Then he returned and grabbed my arm.
He lead me to the shelter that James had used to fuck me. He opened the door and told me to enter.
I did, only wearing my tee shirt and shoes. Once inside, I saw James already inside. I froze and felt the Ranger push me further in.
"Told you he would be back Scott." James told the Ranger. Now I knew his name as I never even checked his name tag. "You undress him?"
Scott chuckled, "No, found this faggot like this."
James walked up to me. "Hoping that I would show up and fuck your ass again."
"Yes sir, Mr.James." I said, my cock hard again. Not caring that there was another man around. I wanted James to use me.
He pointed down and I kneeled quickly. He smiled at me. "Tell us what you want, slut."
"Your cock in my mouth Sir." I said.
"What about my friend?" I froze. Was he serious? He slapped me twice. "Answer me, cock whore."
"Yes sir. His cock too." I knew it was the only answer. It hit me then that I was about to suck my fourth cock and my second black cock. This time with someone watching.
Ranger Scott wasted no time in stepping next to me. I turned my head towards him. He eased his cock out of his pants and I stared at the flaccid beauty. "Get busy faggot." He barked.
I leaned over and kissed his cock. The brown skin feeling so warm. His musk smelled so wonderful. Soon, without using my hand I had him in my mouth. I could feel him harden as I bobbed up and down. He wasn't quite as big as James but close.
I heard James say, "I'm still training him, but he is very willing. Don't worry, he loves it, fuck his mouth."
By then Scott was fully erect. Then I felt his hand on my head as he began to thrust. He said nothing as he took my mouth and throat. I was lost in the act, not caring how it looked. He slowed a few times and adjusted himself, finally allowing his pants to fall away.
Then he violently fucked my face. His balls slapping my chin on each thrust. I began to black out, as my world darkened. Then he pulled his big cock out and held me up by the hair. I gasped for air and could hear them talking as I did. I couldn't understand the talk about still training and breaking in.
I found myself staring at the wet cock before me as I breathed with my mouth open. My mouth wasn't empty long before he again feed me his cock.
Again he slid his cock in and out of my throat, his large balls slapping my chin as he bottomed out. My jaw and nose began to ache but then he came with his cock just inside my mouth.
The load was huge and I struggled to swallow it all. When he finished, I thanked him as James had told me to do to him. Then I did my best to lick any cum left on his cock off, along with my spit.
Once he was satisfied he stepped back and pulled up his pants and service belt. He talked James for the tip. He paid no attention to me as he then left.
I remained on my knees and began to play with my drooling cock. James quickly kicked my hand away from my white cock. He told me that I didn't deserve to cum unless he said so. I replied with a, "Yes, sir", which earned me a grin.
He dropped his pants and I got to see that beautiful black cock I couldn't stop thinking about. Somehow he wasn't even hard.
He fed me his cock, all the way in and i could feel it harder as he owned my mouth again. Then he stopped and pulled out. Holding g my head he began to grind his cock on my face.
Then back into my mouth a few strokes before he repeated to process. I was already exhausted from the Ranger and he was really working me further.
"Move to that pole, slut. Stay on your knees and put your back to it." James ordered and I complied. Then he grabbed on hand and tied it, he pulled it behind me and demanded the other hand. Then I felt him pull my arms back and my head was on the pole as he fiddle a moment.
Stepping in front on me he slapped my face wth his nine inch cock while telling me he was going to fuck my holes good. Then he told me to open my mouth. Quickly I was fed his monster and he made sure I gagged on it and that my head hit the beam behind it. He would pull out just long enough for me to gasp, then drive in again for a few strokes.
My jaw and throat already ached as he simply used me. He head hurt for hitting the pole, my brain was shutting down as he fucked my white mouth with his awesome black cock. Coughed and gagged and he kept going. Finally cumming in my throat and mouth. I was on autopilot by then. My own needs forgotten. When he withdrew I said, "Thank you sir." I was surprised at how hoarse my voice was.
He untied my arms and told me to go over to a picnic table in the shelter. I did as told, noticing one wrist still was tied. Once there, I noticed my shorts were on the table. The ranger must have brought them in while I was getting face fucked by James.
James then told me to take off my tee shirt. It was wet and sticky from saliva and cum. I saw him removing the belt from his pants as I took off the nasty shirt.
Then I was ordered to lay across the end of the table. Within a few minutes I was again tied. My arms hugging the picnic table as I leaned over it. Then James kicked my legs wide.
I felt him rub my ass and squeeze my balls. "Thrust your ass out more." I quickly did. Then I saw him grab my tee shirt and twirl it up. I was told to open my mouth and he put it across my mouth and tied it off behind my head.
It was so nasty, but I could say nothing. Then the belt whipping started. I screamed into the gag as he lit my ass up. He would whip one side then move to the other. I had never experienced anything like this. My face raped twice and now this abuse.
Then it happened, the belt hit my balls. I jumped the best I could and tried to scream. My legs came together to protect myself. I was crying now.
"Spread those legs." James demanded as he whipped my ass again. Shaking I complied and soon my balls were stuck again. This time I blackout out.
I came to with James cock deep in my sore ass. I had not idea how long he had been fucking me. My balls and ass burned and hurt from the beating I had taken. He was fucking me hard, rocking the table. He slowed and I thought he was about to cum again.
Instead he stopped a moment and then began again. Grunting as i moaned. Finally he came deep in my ass and pulled out. My legs gave out and I collapsed on the table, totally defeated.
James told me I was a good slut as he untied me. He pushed me down on my sore knees and then untied my tee shirt. My eyes locked on his wet, shiny black cock right before me.
"Clean it, faggot." He said lightly. And this time I did. Once he was satisfied he stepped back and told me he would call me. I smiled and thanked him, watching him leave.
I sat there a few minutes before I began to move. I ached all over as I slowly dressed. I noticed my wallet was missing and hoped it was in the car.
I through that tee shirt away and drove home without my wallet. I took a shower and looked at my redden ass and gingerly touched my balls. I wondering if either was ruptured as they really hurt. Once out of the shower I grabbed a coke from the frig.
The phone rang and it was Ranger Scott. He told me he had my wallet and that I could pick it up at his office and when did I want to do that.
I was wiped but broken. "Anytime, sir." An hour later he was fucking me in his office. He wasn't nearly as rough as James but he was still a powerful lover.
I went home a crashed, sleeping until mid morning. I awoke sore and ashamed of how I let my lusts get the better of me. I took some asprin and sat at the kitchen table thinking.