Married Man Cum Obsession ? Part 8 Written by Daddy Comments or questions: Vampyrered@gmail.com
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Hi, my name is Chris. I am a married man, to a woman, and have three kids. I am a big guy of sorts, and I work in a pretty blue-collar industry. I am also a cum dump, and toilet for any man that wants to use me. If you have been reading my story up to now you know that this confession comes at great personal sacrifice and use all ready. I have been used by men at work, one of which has been whoring me out, been used by the police, truckers, and my best friend. I have put my marriage in serious jeopardy for my basic desire to be a man?s cum dump. She doesn?t know as far as I can tell, but things have come really close to home a number of times. I don?t want to lose my family, but this obsession is greater than me.
It has been about a year since I started this journey. As you have read it started out as mere curiosity. I figured I would satisfy my need, and then be done with it. Call it a ?one off? if you will. I wasn?t prepared for what really was below the surface of my cravings. Some of you may identify with me, and others may be thinking,? what the fuck?? You can stop this anytime, right? Not, really. This is a very instinctual need in me. To have men use me, cum in me, to be their cum dump, piss drinker, and even clean their funked up holes, is something key to my DNA. Yeah, I am a straight guy on the outside, but inside I am nothing but a whore for cock.
Well as I said, it?s been about a year. Never thought I would let it go this far. Lately, I have been cruising the bars for cock. I have found that straight bars are my best bet for getting laid. My ?straight? outward appearance lets me get close to these guys, who much like myself, want to explore but don?t want to get caught. I go out drinking with men from work, or just by myself, and strike up conversations with guys. They get comfortable, starting talking about sex, and one thing leads to another. There has been more than one occasion where I lead the conversation to what I want. They are somewhat surprised, but in their drunken state, their inhibitions are non-existent. I go to the bathroom and usually in the last stall; I wait for them to follow. Before you know it the guy is joining me, with his cock already in hand. He pisses down my throat, and relieves that recycled beer into my gut. I then suck his cock rock hard, and as always, I am bent over the toilet taking his cum up my hole. It is never a long encounter, and the guy quickly leaves the stall, but I got what I wanted.
On some occasions, the bathroom is really not available for that kind of thing. I have been known to take them out to the dark alley, or behind the building and do the same thing. Nothing like being ass naked in public getting fucked over a trash can, or just bent over bracing yourself against the wall of the building. Occasionally, I have been able to score a group of guys. I usually stay at a cheap hotel, and if the bar or alley is not the right spot, I invite them over after. The scene is always the same. I leave a little before they do. I promise them more booze, and of course the services of a blind folded guy willing to do anything for them.
I was lucky a while back to be in a military town on business. My company sends me around to various plants to check on productivity and such, and it is on those trips I have the most fun. So I venture out to the local watering holes, and check out where the military guys are hanging out. There is always one bar in town where the drink prices are cheaper, and they can get loaded a lot faster. One thing to note about military guys is that they scream shit about fags at the top of their lungs, but will use one faster than a 20-dollar bitch. I guess in their mind it is a power trip, which it is. I have come to realize that being dominated in this way is as much a mental voyage as it is a physical one. You have to be in the right headspace to enjoy it. You have to let yourself completely go before it becomes real.
Anyway, I found the local dive bar pretty easily. I was wearing my usual uniform of sorts, a t-shirt, blue jeans that fit my ass like a glove, and they are ripped in just the right places to be trendy and slutty at the same time. I usually wear work boots, and a ball cap as well. I want them to really get that I am just a Dad in the bar, looking to get away from the wife and kids for the night. I have to make them feel non-threatened by me, and yet, let the fantasy of using another straight guy fill their heads.
I must have hit the jack pot that night, as their was a group of about six guys in there that were playing pool together. You could tell they were military by their hair, but more so by their behavior. They?re seemed to be a mixture of types in the group, some of the guys were stacked up, and others that were a bit more normal looking. The muscled guys of course strutted around like peacocks, and that was a bit of a turn on. Love the attitude of a guy as much as his cock. Among the group was one guy who looked like he was fresh off the farm in Montana, one that was definitely a Jersey boy, one guy was pretty collegiate looking, and the other, well they just kind of blended in. They were laughing out loud, drinking beer, playing pool, and joking around with each other. Like most men, the jokes after awhile become somewhat sexual in nature, and that is usually my cue to jump into the conversation.
I am not much of a pool player, but walked up and asked if I could jump in with them and play the winner. I introduced myself, and told them I was in town on business, and was out getting loaded. They were very friendly, and let me into the game easily. Conversation was about my work, my family, and so forth. I got to know them each in turn as well. Found out I was not too far off on the Montana boy, he was from Wyoming, and had been in the military for almost ten years. He seemed to be among the more senior of the group. Jersey boy was from New Jersey, and as a typical Guido, had the guns, and the tan to prove it. From the bulge in his jeans, he also had the cock. He was bout 25 and had been in for just a few years. The rest were all pretty much in the 20?s and 30?s. Only Wyoming guy was older. I liked having the other Daddy type around, as he seemed to be leading the group. I also go the impression he knew what my game was. I have come to understand that military men with some years of experience will fuck pretty much anything. They have no qualms about taking a man and using him for his own pleasure. So, since this guy was the ringleader I started working on him first. I casually started chatting him up a bit to get a read on his need. Of course all men are fucking horn dogs, and this group would not be any different.
I found out that the country boy was named Sgt. Kirk. He was married like myself, and his wife and kids were still living in Wyoming. He said that they didn?t always travel to his deployments, as it did not disrupt the kid?s lives so much. He stayed on base usually, or at and apartment close by. As usual the conversation also led to how much we hated our wives and that sex was not always the greatest. As we talked the guys gathered around and we were just talking about sex. Some of the guys were relating conquests, the others, about girlfriends, or wives that were not with them. I mentioned how I often read Craigslist and found the ads for sex sometimes humorous. I didn?t go to the gay thing yet, but let that sink into their brains. I did mention I had noticed a lot of ads for anonymous sex more frequently and how that sounded hot.
The guys laughed, and conjectured about that for a while. It was at that point I excused myself and had to hit the head. I figured at least one of the guys would follow, as they always do, and I could get a little further into this. I stood at the urinal and casually let my dick hang. I am always somewhat hard during these games, so it was nice and plump in my hand. Sure enough Sgt. Kirk followed me in. He stood next to me, and let his sizable meat hang. Like most guys with big meat, he didn?t hold it, but just let it hang. I of course looked over, and he caught my eye. ?Figured you were leading up to something?, he said. ?Yep, was hoping you would come in?. ?Yeah, figured you for a fag, after a few minutes of watching you watch my boys.? ?Then you started mentioning Craigslist, and I knew what you were after?. As he talked he casually started stroking his cock. Mine was already hard, and he looked over. ?So, what is it your are exactly looking for faggot??
?I am a cum dump.? I said very matter-of-factly. ?I am one of those guys who waits in his room, blindfolded, with my ass up, waiting to be used.? ?I drink piss, and eat dirty ass, and anything else that is needed.? I looked him directly in the eye while I said this. He didn?t even blink. ?Well why don?t you show me exactly how thirsty you are by getting down on your knees and taking my piss?. I dropped to my knees in front of Sgt. Kirk, and took his cock deep into my mouth. I sucked on his cock just enough to get the flow started.
He looked down at me with such disgust, that it turned me on even more. I stared into his eyes, and he flooded my mouth with is sour piss. He was a heavy pisser, and pulled my head into his sweaty crotch to make sure I took it all. I drank as fast as I could. He held my head down and didn?t let up until he was through. When finally he let go, I had to gasp to get air. ?That was pretty convincing?, he said. ?you looking to take on my boys tonight?? ?Yes, sir I am?, I replied.
I got off my knees just as another guy walked in. Timing is everything. We both washed our hands, and as we left, he asked where I was staying. I told him that I was staying at the cheap motel down the street, I told him the room number as well. I let him know that I would be waiting there when they were ready to use me. I was going to leave, get prepared, and wait with my ass up, for the to use me. He agreed that he would talk to the boys and see how many might be interested in taking care of business. I walked back to the group and said my goodbyes. I didn?t let on about what Sgt. Kirk and I had discussed, but knew he would recount what just happened in the men?s room to them. He would put the action into terms they would be comfortable with, and allow their drunkenness to take over.
I got back to the room, and quickly changed, and showered. My ass was clean, and I took my bottles of poppers and put two on the nightstand, and took my favorite for me. Poppers, even for a top, can be very hot. Some guy?s cocks die a bit on them, bit it?s a temporary situation. Given the scene waiting for them, their cocks get hard fast. I had the lights dimmed, and all my personal stuff out of sight. I put on my blind fold and got into position. Remember, I am not a small man. I am a big guy with fur, and a hot round ass. So I wait. The waiting is the hardest part. The anticipation of what may come is what races my heart. In my experience it doesn?t take long between introduction, and execution. Once I put it out there what I want, I usually don?t wait long.
Sure enough I would say about a half hour, and perhaps a few shots later, the door to my room opens. I can hear their voices in hushed laughter and conversation. I heard one of the boy?s say, ?Damn I didn?t really believe he would do it?. I started to feel hands on my body, and hand on my ass. Several guys were checking my ass out, probing with their fingers, and generally getting the idea. I heard clothes being taken off, and discussion about who would start, and wanted to what. The Jersey boy, ask Sgt. Kirk, if he wanted to go first. Sgt. Kirk, just replied, ?Boys, this is a cum dump, it doesn?t matter who starts or finishes, he just is there to be used, so give him what he wants!? I then felt a body at my face. I could feel the warmth of him coming closer for me to start sucking his cock. ?Go ahead fag, suck my cock again like you did in the head? Sgt. Kirk commanded. I opened up and swallowed his cock. That is all that it took. Someone then started eating my ass, and getting it ready. I heard voices off to the side, and could only imagine that others were stroking their cocks, and otherwise helping each other out.
I did hear the Guido tell one guy, his name was Ralph, that he had wanted his cock for a while and he was going to suck him hard to fuck me. I envisioned the handsome Italian on his knees, getting his buddies cock ready. I was busy sucking on the Sergeant?s cock. I ballooned up to a nice 8 incher, and thick. I had to really stretch my mouth to accommodate it. At my ass some guy was finishing up lubing my ass with his spit. From his facial stubble I could only imagine it was the young guy from Texas. He was long and lean muscle, and looked like a cowboy in his Wranglers. He then positioned his equally long cock into my hole. He took it slow, but didn?t stop until it was all the way in. I would guess it to be about 7. He then grabbed my hips and started to pump in me. The guys in the room were commenting on the action, and were getting more and more into it.
Sgt. Kirk was egging the boy on to really screw my hole, and make sure that he loaded me up good. He let the boys know that I would take care of them in anyway they wanted. One guy asked if he could shit in my mouth. Sgt. Kirk said, that at this point the fag would do whatever it was, and enjoy it. He already knew I would take whatever punishment they would deal out. The guy, who laughed, said that it was great since he had not wiped his ass in days, and the it would be hot to see me do it. Texan at my back door was getting harder inside me. He fucked me silly, and was still pumping hard. I knew that by the time he was through, I could accommodate all of the soldier?s cocks easily. My hole would be nice and open. The Texan finally dumped his load in my hole, and pulled out fast.
Apparently Guido had positioned himself under him to catch all the cum spray, and told Texan to let him clean off his cock. ?Take it if you want it Tony!? The next guy was slightly smaller, but infinitely wider in girth. I gasp on SSgt, Kirks cock, as he slid into me hard. He must have been the shorter muscle dude with them. His meaty hands gripped my ass hard, and he was not going easy on me. ?Fuck him good, George, he needs to really feel that cock!? someone in the room shouted. I was in heaven. Sgt. Kirk kept deep dicking my throat with is cock, edging his cock to full blast. The muscled guy at my ass was pounding me hard. I could feel my ass quiver with each stroke. Tony, the Guido was at my ass licking his cock as he came out. Didn?t figure Tony for a pig, but you never can tell a book by its cover? George was getting ready to shoot, and I felt his cock pulse in my ass. He shot hard, and I felt it deep in my gut. Two loads down, and more to cum.
Sgt. Kirk pushed me off his cock, and told me to lay on my back, with my head over the side. I did as I was told. That now left my legs in the air, and my ass exposed. It also put my face in good position to take the one guys ass. He positioned himself over my face, and quietly said, ?You better clean my nasty hole good mother fucker, or I am going to shit in your mouth?. From his voice, I recognized him as the biggest guy in the group. More about my size, a big bear of a guy with a hot butt. I was more than willing to eat his hole. Several of the other guys gathered around to watch. He spread his ass cheeks, and I could tell he had not cleaned his ass in awhile. The heat and aroma coming off his ass was intoxicating. I took a hit from my brown bottle and inhaled deep. I wanted to ride the wave of poppers long and hard while I enjoyed his ass. He also took one of the bottles from the nightstand and inhaled. Apparently no stranger to poppers.
As he shifted his ass on my face, I dove in eager. I wanted to taste this man, I want to take his shit if he gave it too me. I was in heaven. I felt Sgt. Kirk at my ass. He was eating my hole and felching some of the cum out. Apparently he was sharing it with Tony, and I heard, Tony moan and thank him for it. They were kissing deeply, sharing my butt juices and cum. I was enjoying the big man?s ass. It stunk, I won?t lie, but in this moment it was great. I licked deep into his hole, and all along the crack. The guys around me were stroking their cocks, and commenting on how eager an ass eater I was. Many of the guys wanted to be next and really enjoy me. Sgt. Kirk then positioned his massive cock at my hole. He eased himself in, waited for my hole to accommodate him, and then pushed further. He knew his cock was massive, and knew how to get it deep into a hole. At last I felt his pubic hairs at my ass. I asked to take another hit of poppers, and the big guy helped me. He then repositioned his ass on my mouth. I must have triggered something in his hole, because he started to push out. I kept licking despite knowing what was coming.
?Sorry fag, but you got my hole so open I can?t hold back. Hope you like my shit? he said. With that I felt the tip of his turd inch out of his hole. I licked at it, and his hole to let him know to continue. The guys around me were mesmerized. They all were astonished that he was really shitting in my mouth, and I was taking it. I had no choice. I was their cum dump, toilet. I started to swallow the turd down my throat. I chewed off a bit and started to get it down. At this point he was just shitting and letting me eat. Sgt. Kirk was getting into the scene, and was driving his cock deep in my gut. He kept saying out wet my hole was, and that fucking me was better than fucking any woman he had ever met. He commented on my being a toilet, and hinted that he would use me as well. Tony must have been right there with Kirk, as I could tell that they were kissing while Kirk fucked me. I caught a word or two about that after this Tony was going to be his bitch on base. That made me smile.
The big guy didn?t have a lot to offer in the way of shit, but what was there I ate. I now had shit breath, and was cleaning his ass up after. He was in heaven. He turned around and offered me his cock and he started to piss down my throat. He said he needs me to wash down the shit. He then started fucking my mouth. I knew he couldn?t last long. Someone else had taken my place at his hole, and while they worked his hairy ass, he came down my throat. Three loads in me, and I waited for who was next. Kirk was still fucking me, but pulled out to let another guy in. He said he wanted to be the last load I got that night. As yet another dick entered my ass, another ass, was on my mouth. I was happy to accommodate. That is how the night went, one guy at my ass, one guy at my mouth. Whatever else happened in the room I was blind too. Sure I could hear, and try to figure it out, but hours had cone by, and inhibitions were gone. Guys who ordinarily would never have sucked a cock were feeding each other piss. Others were getting fucked, and the rest were working on me.
I also concluded that pics, and video were being taken. I thought I heard the shutter sounds of someone?s phone going off. I didn?t care. I was being used to take loads and cock. I was doing what I was meant to. I was called fag, I was called bitch, and I was call useless. It didn?t matter. I was all those things, but primarily I was there to be their fuck toy. Finally, Kirk was back in my hole. I knew his cock intimately at this point, as he would fuck me for a few minutes, and then pull out to let someone else in. I had at least twelve loads in me, some piss as well. I was exhausted, but still very present. He positioned me back on all fours, and slid easily into my well-used hole. Cum was dripping out of my hole, but no one cared. He fucked me slowly, almost tenderly. He wanted me to remember his shaft. He leaned down on my back and whispered in my ear, ?your ass is the best I have ever had, thank you for treating my boys to this, and I hope your remember it well?. With that he started to piston fuck my ass. The guys who were still awake were cheering him on, telling him to really destroy my faggot hole. I felt him deep in my gut; he was going so far into me it hurt. I took ever stroke, and pushed back on him to let him know I wanted more. He hurt my hole, but in the best way possible. Finally, with a hard downward thrust, he came. He must have had a weeks worth of cum stored up, as he just keep shooting, and shooting into me.
My ass was flooded beyond capacity already, and as he pulled of me, I couldn?t hold it all in. Luckily for me, Tony was right there. His rough tongue lapping at my swollen lips, and drinking in the cum mixture. Tony then positioned his cock into my hole. He had not had me, and apparently waited on Kirk to mix his cum with his. His big Italian cock slid into me easily. I was wet, and lubed up well. He pushed his cock deep, and moaned. Then something strange happened. Someone got up on the bed, and repositioned Tony, so his cock was still in me, but they then slid their cock in with is. I had only been double fucked once during this past year, and wasn?t sure I was able to accommodate him. However, I was so used, so wet, and willing, he slid in well. Then they both started to fuck me. I screamed with pleasure into the pillow. After all I endured that night, I didn?t think more could cum. They moved slowly, and deliberately so as to not dislodge each other. I felt both cock rub against my ass walls, and each other. I wanted it never to end, but suddenly both Tony and the other guy came. I felt Tony shutter on top of me, and heard them both, say, ?Fuck!? as they came.
I lay there exhausted. I had been used and abused in ways that I would have to think on days later. All the guys packed up shortly after that last fuck. They were sober enough to get home, and wasted enough to sleep the day away. The last one to leave was Sgt. Kirk. He squatted down by the bedside where my head lay. I still was blindfolded, but knew it was he. He kissed me. He slid the blindfold off, held my head up, and deeply and passionately kissed me. I put my arm around his neck, and gave into the emotion. It was a sincerely heart felt kiss. I had not kissed a man like that ever. I only kissed my wife that way. However, in that moment, it felt amazing.
Kirk broke off the kiss, and then left. He did say that he would remember this night for the rest of his life. He said, that he had always wanted this kind of sex, and denied himself that pleasure. Kirk thanked me for allowing him to find out what he really wanted. He opened the door and left. I lay there in sweat, piss, cum, and more, and was content. I got what I wanted, and perhaps a bit more. It did hit me, that there were now pics and video of me out there. I hoped they were for jerk off sessions later, and would not find their way on the net. However, I knew differently, perhaps no one would recognize the big man with the blindfold as someone they knew. I could only hope.