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Day Two
I woke up the next morning to the feeling of a cooling sensation around my ass. I reached down and felt a slimy, wet pool had developed around me. I brought my hand to my face and realized that I had not pushed out all of the cum from last night's breeding session. A bunch more had leaked out of me as I slept. I had also noticed that I had not gotten the best sleep last night either. My ass just felt like it wanted to wink every few seconds, no doubt pushing out the puddle that I was now laying in. I peeled myself from my bed and stood up, noticing that I was the only one in the barracks. Ben and Mike were nowhere to be found, but all of the beds were made. I did the same and grabbed my towel to take my morning shower.
I entered the showers and saw Ben and Mike showering in their normal spot. I also saw that there were far more boys in the showers than there had been last night. I peeled my uniform from my body, then threw it in the dirty laundry bin. I pulled up to the shower next to them.
"Hey guys." I said, turning on the water.
"Alan! So glad you could join us this morning. Sleep well?" Ben said, washing his body with the provided bar of soap.
"Not great. Woke up to an unpleasant surprise in my bed." I grabbed my soap.
"Yeah, that's going to happen for the first couple of days. Pretty soon you will know when you have pushed it all out. Mike here still has cum puddles in the morning." he shot a thumb towards Mike with a chuckle.
"Hey! It's getting better!" Mike said, splashing water at Ben.
"Where did all these other boys come from?" I gestured to the room full of other naked boys.
"They are what we like to call `the pleasure boys'" Ben gave air quotes. "They have advanced past the stables and they actually get to fuck clients in beds. Call it the breeding corporate ladder." He joked.
"I see, and you two haven't made it there yet?" I ran my head under the water.
"You have to really be worth something to get to that point. Some of them have been at the breeding stables for almost two years! Clients have to really want you if Ken decided to move you up."
I nodded. "Do you get paid more?"
"Not really. Just don't have to get locked up to a wooden bench for hours while random guys load you up. Call it more intimate." He chuckled again. "Me, I don't mind the stables. I'm not one for intimacy. I figure I just let them use me, then move on."
All of the other boys seemed to stop showering all at once, then went into the barracks.
"So where do they go after this?" I asked.
"Same place we do. Morning inspections. They go first, then we go in for ours."
"Morning inspections?" I asked.
"Yeah. Ken comes in and checks us from head to toe. All we have to do is bend over the trunk. Normally only takes a few seconds, unless he finds something that he wants to take a closer look at." Ben said, shutting off his water.
"Closer look?" I turned off my own water.
"It's usually nothing. After that, we go to cleaning our stalls." Ben wrapped a towel around his waist and made his was over to Mike and picked up on their conversation where they left off.
The three of us walked into the barracks in our towels. Ben and Mike were still chatting as they walked over to their beds and let their towels hit the floor. The other boys were filing out of the door in the gray uniforms. Once the last of them exited, Ken stepped and began walking towards us. Without requiring a command, Ben and Mike bent over their trunks, never stopping their conversation. Ken made his way behind Mike, who had his ass pointed out as far as her could. Ken ran his hand down Mike's back, the planted both hands on Mike's ass. He squatted down and peeled the cheeks apart, looking into his asshole. He stood up, then gave Mike a gentle tap on the hips before making his way over to Ben. Mike searched through his trunk as Ken repeated the process on Ben, first peeling apart his ass, Then gazing deep into Ben's assets.
After Ken stood up, Ben grabbed his clothes, then followed Mike out the door. Ken walked up behind me as I tried to focus on the trunk I was leaning on.
"Just need to take a quick look. Wanna make sure you're cleaning yourself properly and to make sure you weren't damaged on your first breeding session."
I nodded. "Okay."
I felt his rough hands grip onto my cheeks as he knelt down to get a better look. My cheeks spread wide, I felt his hot breath on my asshole as he inspected me.
"Looks pretty good to me. You had quite the crowd last night. I think I might just have to try the product I'm selling." he said.
I heard the clank of a belt buckle coming undone, then looked between my legs to see his pants hit the floor.
"Now stay still." Ken said firmly.
I gritted my teeth as I felt the heat of his cock rub between my ass cheeks. I heard the wet sound of spit leaving his mouth, then the wetness as he used his cock to spread it around my still healing asshole. His cock head connected with my asshole and I felt him begin to apply pressure. His cock was far bigger than any of the men from my breeding session last night, and even though my hole was still loose this morning, his cock felt like it might break me in two. Red hot fire shot up my spine as his cock entered my asshole. He left his head just inside my entrance, making sure not to destroy his product for tonight's breeding session.
"I see why you were so special last night. Even after all that hammering, you are still as tight as a virgin." he groaned.
He started to slide his dick further into me after a few moments. I tried to make my hole relax, but it resisted. The cock was just too big, but he did not seem to care at that point, because pretty soon his entire length was prodding around my insides. His sandpaper hands gripped my hips as he started to withdraw, then slid it back into me. I let out a deep breath through closed teeth as I felt the head of his immense cock throb deep inside of me. His motions began to quicken as he ran his dick in and out of me, knocking my knees against my foot locker as he did. His massive hands began to guide me onto him, using his strength to work my body to his will.
"Fuck boy, fuck your little boy pussy feels so good." he moaned. "I think I might cum."
His finger nails dug into my hips as he rammed is beer can cock into me one last time. His hips began to vibrate on my ass as I felt his seed start to shoot from his dick. My guts were just beginning to feel empty, but were quickly filling back up with my new boss's cum.
"That's it boy. Take all my cum. Fucking take it."
His cock twitched madly inside of me as I felt it begin to deflate, releasing the pressure that it was inflicting on my tight ring. He withdrew his soft cock from my hole, then stood behind me.
"Turn around." he said.
I stood up straight and turned around to see Ken standing there with his flannel shirt pulled up above his belly button. His wet cock hung between his legs under it's intense weight. Cum still dribbled from the tip as he waggled it by the base.
"Clean it." he said, holding it out.
"Yes, sir." I said, before getting my knees at his feet.
This would be the first time I had ever had a cock in my mouth, but I figured that after this week, it wont be my last. I replaced his hand at the base of his cock with mine, and slipped his dick into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the head, moving down the shaft to insure that I cleaned every last bit of his cum and my juices from it. It bottomed out in my throat and I let out a slight gag. I sucked the remaining juices from the shaft and let it flop from my mouth.
"That's a good boy. Now get dressed. You have a lot of cleaning to do today." he said, pulling up his pants, and walking out the door he came.
When the door latched shut, I opened my trunk and rifled around for another uniform for the day. I found my gray jersey shorts and shirt and slipped them on. My hole was still throbbing from Ken's invasion and I could feel his seed begging to get out, my ass was no doubt going to betray me shortly, so I figured I would have to evacuate the massive load he had left inside me. I penguin walked back to the shower area, slid through the door, then plopped onto the toilet. With barely a push, a rush of cum came rushing out of me with a sloppy sounding gurgle. The door leading to the barracks swung open while I was in the middle of my second push and Mike walked in.
"Damn, looks like Ken wanted a closer look, huh?" he said, walking over to the toilet beside mine.
"Yeeeahh." I said, mid push. "He is fucking massive."
Mike flopped his cock over the waistband to his pants, then let his piss flow freely.
"He only took me once and afterwards I could barely walk. I'm surprised that you even made it this far." he said, shaking his dick, letting the last bit of piss dribble out, then flopped it back into his pants.
"I'm still scared to even try to walk very far." I chuckled, giving my bowels one last push, then wiping the remnants from between my cheeks.
"Don't worry, pretty soon, size wont even matter. They will all feel about the same." he said.
"I really thought this was going to be worse, but I'm really starting to kinda get it." I stood up, pulling up my shorts.
"Oh? Feeling a little gay now are we? Starting to like getting your ass getting used?" his grin grew across his face.
My face burned red. "Kinda." I looked at my bare feet.
"Good, because the week only gets busier. Tonight should have a pretty big crowd."
I chuckled nervously, finally getting the guts to look back up to Mike. "I'm kinda excited."
"C'mon" he slapped my back. "Let's go clean out stalls."
Once I got to my breeding stall, I noticed that quite a mess was made from my session last night, much more than what I had cleaned up the day before. I went to grab my brush from the bucket in the middle, noticing that Mike and Ben were still chatting away as they scrubbed the floor in front of their respective stalls. I swished my brush a few times in the bucket of suds, then returned to my stall. The puddle of cum from my previous clients was not completely dry so I was able to scrape the majority off without much work. Once I started scrubbing, Ken walked in.
"Alright boys, looks like we are going to have a record turn out tonight. Seems like our newbie has gained quite of a following. Make sure those stalls are clean enough to eat off of, I don't want to see a single dry crust when I come to inspect." Ken said before turning around to leave.
A sense of pride slid over me, even if it meant that a group of guys preferred fucking me over the usual boys. I stood up with a slight smile pasted across my face, and walked over to the bucket to rinse off my brush. Mike and Ben were already standing there with brushes in hand.
"Wow. Looks like you are pretty popular, Alan." Mike said, dunking his brush in the water.
My face started to glow red from the compliment.
"Thanks, Mike." I responded.
"Yeah, you might even get moved up to the "pleasure boy" status soon!" Ben said, bringing his brush from the bucket.
"Nah" I waved a hand dismissively. "I have only been here for one day!"
"But if you are bringing in the money, why wouldn't he? Mind as well take it if he does!" Mike said.
"I guess we will see, but I'm not going to keep my hopes up." I said, before giving them a smile, then walking back to my stall.
We finished cleaning up out stalls, then swept out the barn. We made small talk among ourselves as we cleaned. I found out the neither of the boys had girl friends outside of work, but with work, never seen a reason to. Neither considered themselves gay, but really just enjoyed the pleasure of giving other men the opportunity to get their rocks off, even if it meant letting loose inside of them.
Once cleaning duties were done, we made our way back to the barracks to get ourselves ready for the breeding session tonight. We stripped our clothes at the door of the shower, then threw them into the big. We arrived at our usual showers and began letting the water run over our smooth, naked bodies.
"So have you two, you know, got with each other?" I asked, running the bar of soap over me.
Both boys looked over at me with a grin.
"You mean fucked each other?" Mike said through his grin.
"Well, yeah. You two seem to be pretty close." I said.
"We are forbidden to have sexual relationships while we are shift, so the answer is no. But." Mike turned his grin towards Ben. "That doesn't mean we can't have a little fun outside of work." he turned his attention back to me.
"But you said you two weren't gay?" I hung the soap on the rack that hung from the shower head.
"Who says you are gay if it's just a little fun? I mean, do you consider yourself gay because you have multiple guys dump loads inside of you for work?" Mike said, running the soap over his own body.
"I guess you have a point there. But what if you start to like it?" I asked.
"You saying you like it?" Mike asked.
"Well, it's definitely not the worst job I have ever had."
"Then there you go. You like getting fucked in the ass, and so do we. What's the big deal?"
"I guess nothing. Just never saw myself in this line of work is all, let alone liking it."
"Nothing wrong with having a little bit of passion when it comes to work." Ben interjected.
"True. Well, I can say that I might just have to become a career breeding stock." I joked.
"That's the spirit!" Mike said, turning off his shower. "We better hurry up. Almost time for work."
We walked out to the barn where Ken was waiting for us. He paced up and down the center aisle, inspecting each of our handiwork.
"Looks good, boys. You ready for a busy night?" Ken asked, walking back to where we waited at the beginning of the stalls.
"You bet, Ken." Mike spoke up.
"That's the spirit." His gravely voice raising in pitch with slight excitement. "Guys are already arriving. You boys get in your spots, and I will go greet them." He said, turning towards the door.
"You ready, Alan? Ready for a busy one?" Ben asked, walking past me towards his stall.
"Can't wait!" I responded.
I walked over to my stall, then crawled through the opening. I sat my elbows on the pads and waited to be tied down for the next few hours. A few moments passed and I began to hear voices enter the building. None of them sounded too familiar, but I wasn't really expecting to remember any from my first night.
"Shit, I must have forgotten to tie the boys down. You gentlemen get yourselves ready, while I set all of the boys up." Ken said, snapping his fingers.
I heard the clang of buckles in the other stalls before the door to mine opened and Ken appeared before me.
"This is your big night, Alan." Ken began to buckle me down. "All goes well, we might see about a promotion." he said before finishing my buckles, then exiting.
"Alright men, choose your stock." Ken said with excitement.
Quickly, I felt my first pair of hands on my shorts. The hands gripped below my waistband, then ripped them to the floor in one quick motion. The strong grip of manly hands forced themselves around my cheeks as he began to kneed them like bread dough. I felt as he spread them wide, letting cool air pass across my hole, then the feeling of a finger nail began to tickle at my entrance. My knees were already quivering in anticipation of what the night was to bring. His finger began applying pressure to my sensitive asshole, then popped through, which I responded with a slight buck of the hips.
"You were kidding, Ken. This new one is fucking tight!" the stranger said.
"That's even after I had my way with him this morning!"Ken responded.
"God damn!"
His finger began to slowly pump in and out of me, preparing my hole for what was to come next. He withdrew his rough finger, then replaced it with the soft, hot head of a thick, old man cock. He wasted no time with trying to give me time to adjust, but rather just forced his cock through my resisting asshole and deep inside of me. His cock wasn't particularly thick, but fuck did it probe deep inside of me. I could feel his cock digging deeper and deeper inside of me. His thick hands gripped around my hips as he drove himself further into me, before bottoming out just behind what I thought might be my belly button.
"Fffffuck." he moaned, as he began to slowly withdraw from me.
He rammed himself back inside of me, before repeating the action, only quickening his pace with each thrust. Soon, he was into a completely hammering of my bowels. My knees banged against the door with each thrust of his anaconda cock. He was reaching depths that non of the other guys had last night, and with each withdraw, his cock rubbed against my prostate, making my cock twitch madly between my legs. His ramming continued, but his pace began to wane as I knew he was getting close to his limit. His finger nails dug into my side as he rammed himself deep into me one last time, then began emptying his balls into my lower intestines. The warm rush, along with the full feeling against my prostate provoked my own orgasm. My little soft cock began to pulse in sync with his shots of cum inside of me. My legs began to vibrate and knees began to weaken as my balls began to drain everything that had been built up over the coarse of the day.
"Ffuck oh fuck." I began moaning.
"Ha! Holy shit! The little sissy came too!" the stranger said, pulling his soft, but still impossibly long cock from my hole. "Look guys! Look at his little cum puddle!" the man hollered.
My chest began heaving as I tried to regain my composure. My legs still seemed like they wanted to betray me as the vibrations from my orgasm still ran through my body like lightning bolts. I heard the crowd of guys that had accumulated behind me start to laugh, and the sound of high fives started to make their rounds.
"Fuck! I want a shot now!" one guy said.
"I want to see if I can make him cum too!" another shouted.
It didn't take long for another pair of strong hands to grasp at my hips, and another cock to take the other's place.
This breeding night went on for nearly an hour longer than the night before. I tried to keep count of the guys that had their way with me, but after ten, I simply could not keep count, and just went with the flow. Load after load filled me over the course of the session. Warm cum cooled as it ran down my legs, pooling at my feet. My chest hurt as tried desperately to regain control of my breathing after multiple orgasms of my own, but I was never given even a moment of rest, before another cock was soon hammering behind me.
"Thank you all for another great breeding night! I hope to see you all again!" Ken hollered over the conversations around the barn.
The voices began to diminish, then it was just the sounds of our breathing and the crickets in the night air.
The door to my stall opened after about fifteen minutes, and Ken once again appeared in front of me. He began unbuckling my straps.
"That was quite the show there, Alan. Haven't seen one of my breeding boys cum from being fucked like that in quite some time." He finished unbuckling the rest. "Let's see how tomorrow goes, and who knows? Maybe that promotion will be yours before your first week is even over." he said, exiting my stall.
I withdrew myself from my stall, and gazed at the amount of cum that was beneath my feet. I never would have thought that that amount of cum could be produced. Ben was the first to wiggle his was from his stall, then followed by Mike.
"You boys get yourselves cleaned up, and I will see you in the morning." Ken said, before walking out the door.
"Holy shit, Alan. Look at all of that! How many were there? 10? 15?" Mike asked, marveling at the work that had been done at my stall.
"Well, I lost count at ten, but that was only maybe an hour into it. I would say I was creeping up on 20!" I said, putting my hands on my knees in an attempt to stretch out my back.
"Twenty! No fucking way!" Ben said.
"I'm almost positive." I said, stretching myself back up.
"Most I ever had was fifteen!" Mike said, still looking down at the puddles of cum.
"What can I say? The people love me!" I twisted my torso, letting our five good pops from my back.
"Hey, don't get cocky on us." Ben laughed.
I laughed back. "I just want to go take a shower now. I feel like this cum is going to explode out of me at any moment."
"For sure!" Mike said.
We walked down to the barracks with our uniforms in hand. The cum was slowly oozing out of my ruined hole because I felt it running down my legs. When we entered the showers, I quickly ran over to mine, and turned on the water. I let the water run over me, warming my body from the cool night air, then squatted above the drain.
"You boys ready?" I asked, getting myself into position.
They both nodded as they laughed. I gave my bowels a slight push, then a slug of cum spurted from my hole, then a steady stream of white goo began to run to the drain. I gave my ass a few more good pushes, then looked up to the boys.
"Holy shit, Alan! That had to have been from at least twenty guys!" Mike said in astonishment.
I gave them both a slight grin, before standing up.
"That's incredible!" Ben said. "I have never seen so much!"
I turned away from them as I smiled, then grabbed my soap, and began washing that night's session from my body.
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