Author: bodedude

Can’t pull off now, can you bitch? Now you have to take my thick ten inches deep in that cunt. I will teach you to try and stop my penetration just because it hurts a little. You hole is there to bring me pleasure. Now take my cock.

Hold still and let me deep dick your cunt!

“And this is what it feels like when I rub the head of my cock against your prostate.”

“Oh my god”

“Did you like that?”

“Holy shit”

“So you still claim you are straight?”

“I am straight.”

“Yeah? Most straight guys don’t enjoy a big, thick cock in their ass.”

“I am not enjoying this. This is rape! You are forcing me to take your cock.”

“So when I push my cock against your prostate, like this, you want me to stop?”

“Ahhhhhhhhhh, fuuuckkk, yes….. please stop.”

“That did not sound very convincing, faggot.”

“Ughhhh….ughhhhh…I am not a fag.  Ahhhhh, Ohhhh, Oh my god….fuuuck.  Please…… please….pleeesssse….”

“Please what?  Please fuck you harder? Please complete your cunting?  Please make you my personal cum dump?”

Nooooooo…please…..stop…..please….noooooo….more….unghhh….unghhh…unghhh…please….unghhhh…unghhh…”

“Your saying no, but you keep pushing back against me, like your trying to get my cock in you deeper.”

“Ughhhhh….ughhhhh……please….ughhhhhh…..I…ughhhhh…don’t….ughhhh…. want …..to……be…..ughhhhhh…..a……..fag……..ughhhhh…….pleaseeee……… stop….”

“It feels good doesn’t it? But, if you really want this to end, all you need to do is beg me.”

“Ughhh….please…..ughhhh……I ….ughhhhhh…..am…..begging….you…..ughhhh ….please….stop….ughhhhh….”

“No, beg me to cum in your ass.”

“Ughhhhh….no….ughhhhh…”

“Beg me.  I can hold out for hours.  Beg me or just keep enjoying the feeling of my cock pumping in and out.”

“Ughhhhh…..no….please don’t makke …ughhhh…..me…ughh….say …it….ughh”

“No problem. Since we are going to be here a while, lets try a different technique, maybe you will like this.  It’s called punch fucking.”

“Arghhh…unhhh…ouchhhhh….ohhhhhhh…fuuuck….owwwwww…owwwww…. please stop….arghhh….fuuuuckkk…pleeeessssseeee…….stop!”

“Yeah, pussyboy, now your hole is opening up.  You were made for this.”

“Please…ughhhhh…nooo…more.”

“Beg me.”

“Ughhhh….noooo…owwwww…fuuuckkkk…ughhhhh.”

“Beg me.”

“Fuuucccckkkk!”

“Take it bitch!”

“Allllriggght….ughhhh…arghhhh….please….”

“Please what?”

“Ughhhhh…ughhhh….please….cum..ughhh…”

“Cum where?”

“Ughhhhhh……cuuummm…ughhhh….in my ass…ughhh…please…ughhh”

“Here you go, faggot”

“Ahhhhhhhh…fuck…thank you……sir”

I went out last night with some guys from work.  Around 1:00am we decided we had had enough and headed out.  John asked if he could crash at my place, since his lived all the way downtown. I was a little surprised, since I did not think John liked me.  At work he was always belittling me and making jokes at my expense. Generally I felt a little bullied around him, like we were still in high school and he was part of the cool kids group.  We were grown men, so I did not take the bullying too seriously, it was just a little awkward and made me feel slightly inferior. I figured “what the hell”, this might make things better.  Since we were both up for the same promotion in a couple weeks, It would be good for us to get along, after all, one of us would soon be the others supervisor. So I told him he was welcome to crash on my couch.

I woke at my usual time and went out to make coffee.  John was already awake and laid on the couch watching me. As I stood there waiting for the pot to brew, I noticed John’s morning wood starting to grow.  It pushed up thru the fly in his boxers and started stretching towards his belly button.  His cock was huge, big and thick. He never touched it, He just laid there with his hands behind his head and stared at me. His cock was fully hard.  Every once in a while it would flex and lift off his stomach an inch or two.  It was hypnotic, I could not pull my eyes away.

I could see the smirk of smugness on his face, as he watched me stare at his manhood. I realized that this was weird and tried to play off the tension in the room, pretending my temp roommate did not have his hard meat pointing upward proudly in front of me. and asked him if he wanted some coffee. “Yeah dude, make me one with two sugars.” he ordered.  Since it gave me something to do other than stare at his cock, I quickly made up a coffee for him. I took it over and handed him the cup, realizing as I did so I was now only inches away from him. With his free hand he grabbed my wrist and pulled me even closer. Without saying a word he put my hand on his cock. As my hand touched him, his cock, once again, flexed upward, almost pushing itself into my grip.  My fist automatically closed around the shaft. As I gripped his thick cock he moved my wrist up and down, so that he was basically using my hand to jerk himself off. After a minute or two he removed his hand and put it back behind his head. My hand kept stroking up and down, even without him directing me.It was like he had hypnotized me with his cock. I was in an awkward position bent over the couch jerking off my co worker. I still could not take my eyes off of his crotch. His cock was huge, my fingers could not fully encase his girth. As focused as I was on his cock, I barely noticed his hand on the back of my head pushing downward. Soon my mouth was pressed against the pre-cum covered head of John’s dick. With a little more pressure, I felt my lips part and his hot cock press inside of my mouth. My hand was still stroking, but had moved down the shaft to allow the upper six inches to fill my mouth. His hand gripped my hair and started pushing and pulling, making me bob up and down on his meat. Again he directed my motions for a few minutes then removed his hand from the back of my head.  I kept bobbing, taking more and more of his cock on each downward stroke. For the next twenty minutes I slurped on my coworker’s massive cock. Then suddenly, without any warning he started to fill my mouth with his jizz. Shot after shot, I swallowed as quickly as I could, but it was overwhelming.  Soon cum was dripping out of the corners of my mouth. As he finished the hypnotic spell was broken and I realized what had just happened. I pulled my eyes away from his pubes and directed my gaze up at the man I had just blown. He had that same smug, self satisfied grin on his face.  He also had his cell phone out recording his cum covered cock slowly softening in my mouth.

“Nice job faggot.  You suck cock like a pro! I wish we had time to let you milk another load out of my balls, but we need to get to work. No brushing your teeth or rinsing, I want you to be tasting my load all day, belching up jizz as we work. Remember we have the supervisor promotion interviews this morning…… cumbreath”

I knew my life as an Alpha male was over and my status as a soldier changed radically tonight.  It started 20 minutes ago when we got back from the bar.  The six of us chipped in for room so we were two on a bed and two on the floor.  We been drinking all night (shore leave) and I was trashed.  Since there was a full shipload of sailors and marines on shore leave, there were not enough women to go around.  My buddies and I found ourselves without dates, horny and drunk.  Feeling very frustrated, we made our way back to the room we rented.

I stripped-down to a khaki T-shirt and a well-worn jockstrap and collapsed on one of the beds.  I was half passed out when my bunk mate for the night, Steve, climbed on the bed next to me.  He had stripped-down to his skivvies as well and was lying on his side wearing only a pair of boxer shorts. The other four Marines in the room had similarly stripped-down to their underwear and passed out.   At some point during the night I backed into Steve and we spooned. My hairy jockstrap clad ass rubbed against his boxer clad crotch.   Like it had a mind of its own, Steve’s frustrated cock thickened and grew.  As the promise of a hole to plow presented itself, his cock became fully engorged.  His meat was a thick, rigid nine inches with a big head.  It pushed its way up thru the fly of his boxers and between the cheeks of my tight, little jock clad ass.  Unconscious, my ass most likely twitched as his meat first made contact, naturally adjusting so Steve’s rock hard fuckstick could nestle properly between my butt cheeks.  He most likely rubbed his cock up and down the crack a few times letting the hair on my ass gently stroke his meat, to full, rigid erection.  His dick leaking pre-cum, which is nature’s way of lubing up a hole in preparation for fucking.  Drunk and horny Steve then did what Marines on shore leave have always done, he shoved his big fat cock into the first warm hole he found.  Unfortunately that hole belonged to me. Up until that moment, I had a tight virgin ass; it was penetrated by his thick meat in one stroke, going balls deep on the first thrust.  He sunk forcefully into my tight, hairy hole pushing thru any resistance, stretching my new cunt to perfectly fit the girth of his thick rod.  That first thrust abruptly waking me and taking my breath away.  I was too shocked to even scream.  Since I was drunk and barely awake, it took me a few moments to figure out what was happening.  This was a new feeling, and my brain was much slower in reacting to it than my body was.  Steve thrust deeply into my ass over and over, each stroke hitting new spots inside me and stretching my hole out a little more each time.  One thing I have learned is that once a thick slab of Marine meat sinks into a hot, tight cunt it keeps pumping until it does what millions of years of evolution have taught it to do; it breeds that hole with huge quantities of grunt spunk. Steve thrust his shaft deep in me before unloading several weeks of built up ball juice deep in my guts.  It was over almost before I fully awoke.   My bunk mate shuttered and twitched as he unloaded his baby batter directly into my ass.  Unfortunately, his moans of pleasure woke the other guys in the room.   As they realized what was going on they started to bone up and slowly stroke their meat thru their boxers. I was quickly trying to explain what happened, but it did not matter, these horny marines had just seen me take a big, fat slab of marine meat up my ass and let it shoot its warm, creamy nut-nectar deep inside of my hole.   These horny, drunken soldiers were not interested in what led up to my taking Steve’s load of cum in my ass, only that an opportunity for them to drain their balls in a warm slick hole was now available. On board ship it is hard to find some privacy to take matters into your own hands, so these marines were horny and had copious amounts of cum built up in their nut sacks waiting to escape. As I looked around all I could see was four fit young marines, stroking their meat thru the flies of their boxers.  I had not noticed before that I was the only one wearing a jock strap.  I suddenly realized how exposed my ass now felt.  I was also aware that my ass was gaping open and Steve’s huge load of man cream was making my cheeks feel slick, in other words, I was about to be gang banged by horny soldiers, and nothing I said was going to stop it.

Joe stepped up behind me and grabbed my legs.  He pulled me towards him and forced me to get up on my hands and knees.  I heard him spit and as I felt the glob hit my cheeks, he used the head of his cock to push the glob of spit into my recently virgin ass.  I screamed as he forced his massive rod deep into my hole.  It hurt like hell and I jumped forward to escape the marine meat penetrating me and almost fell off the bed.  Joe told the guys to hold me in place.  I was roughly forced back into position by the other guys, as Joe grabbed my hips and pulled me back onto his fully engorged cock.  Bryan slapped his hand over my mouth to muffle the screams.  Joe used his knees to force my legs apart and give him better access.  I screamed into Bryan’s hand as Joe’s fat cock began to open me up, again.  I could feel the head of his cock penetrating my ass and stretching me out as he slowly pushed the full length of his meat into my ass.  Once I felt his balls on my ass cheeks, he reversed direction and pulled out, I could tell that the cum in my ass had lubricated the shaft, as his dick was much more slick on the way out than it was on the way in.  He started to increase the speed of his strokes with each thrust. Soon he was pounding away on my ass at full force.    The other guys were cheering him on, telling him to pound it.

At this point Bryan removed his hand from my mouth, I was no longer screaming, but was letting out a series of small grunts each time Joe’s thick cock slid home.  He stood up in front of me and put the head of his cock to my lips.  “Open up dude.”  He pushed forward, applying pressure to my lips.  I felt them part and the head of his cock penetrate my mouth.  It was soft and firm at the same time.  My vision was filled with a close up view of Bryan’s treasure trail leading down into a pair of khaki boxers with his rock hard cock coming out of the fly and into my mouth.  As more of his cock sank into me, I was suddenly very aware that these five horny solders were going to use me like a cheap whore.  Shoving their cocks into me, over and over and over and over, until they had fully emptied their balls deep in my new cunt.  I went slack as Joe and Bryan pumped into me from both ends.  They started getting into a rhythm where one would push me further onto the others cock.  They talked to each other as they fucked, at one point giving each other a high five.  I had ceased to be a fellow soldier and friend, I was now a hole and cum rag, to be used.

mattatl29:

Ever since my big bro J had shown me how fucking easy it was to get head from closet cases, I’d been the king of the gym. I’d come to college figuring it would be just as easy to score college pussy as it had been to nail the sluts at my high school. But the thing about going to a top notch university is that the girls were pretty serious about their studies and didn’t spend nearly as much time on their backs with their legs spread for me and my buds as I’d hoped. J had seen my building frustration and, like any good bud, let me in on his secret–the closeted fags that liked to hang out at the gym could provide an easy source of relief for my overfilled balls.

I will admit that I was a little apprehensive the first time I let a dude service this dick. J had been talking about hooking me up with one of his cocksuckers for a couple of weeks and he’d even pointed out three different mainstream looking dudes–2 were even in rival frats–who had sucked him off after seeing him strut around the gym. Finally, one Saturday I was hitting the gym hard with a few of my pledge brothers. We were pushing each other hard and laughing and fucking with each other as we worked out. About half way through our work out, I noticed one of the dudes J had pointed out to me as a closet cocksucker eyeing me and my buds. I started showing off for him and caught him looking more than once. When my buds headed out, I stayed behind, telling them I needed to get in some cardio.

As soon as my buds were gone I followed the advice J had given me–catch a fags eye, hold eye contact, rub your dick, and head to the locker room. They’ll follow every time, he said. And he was right. Before I even really knew what was happening, this stud of a frat dude who was two years older than me was on his knees with my thick 7" cock in his throat. He swallowed my load right there in the locker room shower, moaning and pawing at his own cock as I’d shot down his willing throat. Leaving him there jacking his own hard dick as he swallowed the last of my load–I’d never felt so fucking powerful.

I spent the next two years plus working my way through half the fags on campus and making more than a few dudes wonder about their own sexuality after I’d forced myself on them when their gaze had lingered a bit too long. Sure, I was fucking girls too, but getting easy head from dudes who would never tell–shit, most of them couldn’t believe they’d even sucked me off–became a regular source of relief for me.

My favorites were the dudes who had never done anything like this before, but were drawn to my masculinity. By beginning of senior year, I’d gotten pretty jacked. I’d always been built, but now I looked like a man. I couldn’t wait to get back to campus and scope out the freshman. I made a deal with myself that I was going to fuck at least 6 freshman sluts and convert another 12 studs to confused faggots before graduation.

The school year got off to a good start, as I managed to harvest a freshman cherry and break in two new throats in the first few weeks of school. But things were about to change in ways I’d never even imagined.

I’d seen Dave at the gym a few times since school started. One of my buds told me he was a grad student and an alum of our frat, though from a lesser chapter. Dude was a complete stud. Built, blond, with just enough definition to make his torso a masterpiece or manliness. Dude was a MAN.

Dave made friends with a few of my buds and soon we would shoot the shit whenever we saw each other at the gym. I was there working out some frustration and scoping for a new dude to convert late one night when Dave came in. We have our typical “what’s ups” and I kept up my work out. But the talent was thin. And rather than finding dudes staring at me in the mirrors, I found myself watching Dave work out. His form was impeccable, but it was his straining muscles that I found myself staring at. I caught myself staring and rubbing my dick–but I wasn’t thinking about Dave sucking me off. I wasn’t really thinking about anything but what a fucking stud Dave was.

I shook off the crazy thoughts and headed to do some squats. I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on my own form, but when I opened my eyes, now Dave was staring at me in the mirror. I tried to hide my confusion with a look of exertion, but a smirk just spread across his face as he rubbed his massive chest and started walking toward me.

“Slow night around here, huh Matt?”

“Fine by me dude. I prefer an empty gym anyway.”

“Fuck that, dude. Your not gonna find any relief in an empty gym.”

The look on my face must have screamed WTF, but Dave just laughed and said “no worries, dude. I saw that SAE scoping you out last week and got to the locker room just in time to hear you unload in his throat in the shower. I waited till you left and confronted the little bitch. He tried to deny anything had happened, but he was on his knees with hard dick in his hand when I busted him. Didn’t take more than a look at my thick dick to get him back to work. Fed him another load right on top of yours dude.made that faggot’s day, but now I’m getting boned whenever I’m back in the gym. Can’t concentrate on my workout with this in my way…” he said as he rubbed an obscene bulge in his shorts. I swallowed hard and tried to look away, but Dave was staring deep into my eyes.

“I know you’re no fag, dude. Don’t worry. But we’re the only ones here. Let’s go stroke one out in the shower.”

Unsure if he was asking or telling, I was following Dave to the locker room without really considering where this was going. As he stripped, he continued to make intense eye contact with me. As I followed suit, I realized my dick was as hard as it had ever been. But as thick and impressive as my cock looked, I couldn’t compare to Dave. He was bigger and hotter than me in every way–including his cock. At what had to be 9", he had me by two inches in length and at least the same in girth. I’d never seen such a fat cock in person and was having a hard time looking away.

the only thing that pulled me out of my trance was a slap on my ass as Dave walked past and said “come on, bro. Shower time.”

As I stepped into the water, I turned, hoping to get the image of Dave out of mind and forget the insane feelings that were washing over me. I wanted to touch him. I wanted to lick him. I wanted to swallow him. WTF was wrong with me?

Whatever it was, Dave could sense it. As he stroked his massive dick with one hand, I felt the other slap my ass again. Dave leaned forward as he caressed my ass and whispered in my ear “better turn around dude. That hot virgin ass of yours giving my dick ideas I don’t think you’re ready for yet.”

His words–words I never thought I’d hear–did something to me and I moaned as as I hiked up my ass so he could access every part of me. As his finger tips brushed my hole, a first, I shuddered and felt a huge surge of precum drilling out of my dick head. “First things first, Matt.” He laughed in my ear. “ you ever sucked a dick?”

a weak “no” from me as he fingered my ass brought another laugh from him. “Perfect dude. Then let’s get to it.”

The words had no more left his lips then I felt him shift so that he stood against the wall as he pushed me to my knees. And how willingly I went. As I looked his massive dick looming just an inch from my lips, pleasing him not only seemed natural, it seemed like my only purpose. As he lined his dick up with my lips, I gave his dickhead a kiss and parted my lips for him. He put his hands on the back of my head and applied just the slightest pressure–but it was rough of a signal for me. Just as I had seen countless straight guys do for me, I leaned forward and took his dick head into my mouth. The hard, spongy flared head felt and tasted better than I could have ever predicted. Dave kept the pressure on my head as I worked my way down his thick 9", but he didn’t need to. The first taste unleashed something in me–I was ravenous. I had to have his cock. All of his cock. Deep in my throat. I had to make him feel good. But most of all, I had to have his cum. I needed to swallow for him. Now.

And so I went to work. Remembering the tricks so many fags had used on me before, I did my best to please Dave. His hands controlled the rhythm, but I controlled everything else and was doing everything I could to make this man feel his best. I swirled my tongue around his head, remembered to use my mouth, not my hands, and did my best to open my throat for him. His moans and stream of comments like “fuck yes, faggot” and “nice, bitch. Take the whole fucking thing down that throat pussy” let me know he was enjoying himself.

the more I took him into my throat, the harder his dick got. And the harder he got, the rougher he got, grabbing me by the neck and fucking my head into his massive cock. I couldn’t breathe and was getting covered in spit, precincts and threat slime, but I was as content as I’d ever been.

when his breathing got ragged and his pace even faster, I did my best to open my throat and take all he had to give. And he was ready to give it all to me. His nasty talk picked up, asking me “ready for your first load, Matt? I can tell you want it and I’m going to give it to you. Going to shoot this load right down your throat, Matt. Gonna turn you into my cocksucking faggot. Only faggots swallow loads dude. And you want this load. Don’t you? Huh faggot?”

I tried desperately to nod or say yes, but Dave’s grip on my neck was too tight. He already knew anyway. He knew I was his faggot.

As I felt his dick expand and begin to pulse in my throat, a feeling of satisfaction like I’d never felt washed over me. As he exploded and his incredible dick pumped load after load of his precious cum down my throat, I struggled to swallow every drop. It was too delicious to waste.

It wasn’t until he released his grip on my neck and I collapsed on the shower floor that I realized I’d shot my own load when Dave was cuming down my throat. I’d broken tens of faggots, but I’d never made one cum from a throat fucking. Dave had shown me a new side of myself and, as confused as I was, I knew he’d done me a favor. Now if I could just think of a way to pay him back.

Laying on the floor I looked up at the superior male standing over me.  His thick 9 inch cock still hard despite having filled my throat with jizz. He looked down at me.  “Faggot, have you ever turned out one of your cocksuckers? Once you used their throat, have you ever bent one over and shoved your cock up their ass? Were you ever man enough to cunt a bitch?”

I could not look him in the eyes as I responded, I dropped my gaze and stared at his throbbing slab of meat.  “No sir, I have never fucked a faggot.” 

“That’s too bad, you missed your opportunity to use a tight hole for your pleasure. As good as it feels to dump your load down a dudes throat, taking his ass feels twice as good. There is a feeling of power, of absolute dominance, when you bend over a guy, who always thought he was straight, and force him to take your cock. To show him that he is less than you, to prove to him that he is nothing more than a hole for you to jerk off into. Now that you have shown yourself to be a faggot, by swallowing my load, you will never know that pleasure. You are now nothing more than a bitch, men will be using you to drain their balls for the rest of your life. Your days of getting off by fucking a tight hole, mouth or pussy, are over. From now on you will get off by serving real men, by letting them cum inside you. You are now the fag in the gym that stares at the jocks, hoping to be brought into the showers to swallow a load.”

I knew he was right, he had shown me this new side of myself, the submissive side. As he looked down at me I knew how to repay him for helping me see what I really was. I knew what was next. I stood up, turned my back to Dave, and leaned forward, putting my palms on the cold tile wall. I pushed my hips backward and presented my virgin ass to him.

“Damn Matt, I really did a number on you. That one skull fuck completely destroyed your masculinity. My cock has changed you. You are actually offering your ass to me. You want to be cunted and turned into a fuck hole, don’t you?”

“Yes sir, please use my ass to pleasure yourself. I need to feel you shooting your load inside of me.”

He grabbed my hips and pulled me back onto his cock.  It entered my hole in one hard thrust. I never felt such pain. It felt like I was getting split in half. I screamed out, my yells echoing off the shower walls. Then I felt him pull out and push back in again.  He did it again, and again. My hole giving way to the thrusts of his dick. He was punch fucking me! He was inflicting the maximum pain he could while stretching out my no longer virgin ass. “That’s it bitch, take my cock, make me feel good.” It hurt like hell, but somehow, knowing that it brought Dave pleasure, made it bearable. He fucked me like this for what felt like hours. “You are loosening up, my cock is sliding in much more easily now.” I could feel the change, my ass had stretched out to fit Dave’s mammoth cock perfectly. It was starting to feel good.

Dave spun me around so that I was no longer facing the wall, I was now looking at the entry to the showers. My eyes went wide as I saw my big bro J standing there. My screams must have drawn him from the gym. Behind me Dave started thrusting extra hard. “Lets show J what you have become. squeeze those cunt muscles, grip down tightly on my cock.  I am almost there.” Looking J directly in the eyes, I squeezed down, eliciting a moan of pleasure from Dave. “Oh fuck, that feels amazing. You really know how to pleasure a man.  Ready for my load?” I grunted non-noncommittally, not wanting to say anything in front of J, even though he was watching me, bent over, taking cock up the ass. 

“Beg me faggot”

The sensations were too much, I closed my eyes and started pleading for Dave to unload in me. “Please cum in my ass….sir.”

I felt the first shot leave his cock, the cum splashing against the back wall of my “cunt”. It felt warm. His cock kept twitching and dumping more and more hot jizz into me. He pulled out with a “plop” sound causing his cum to drip down my taint and onto my legs.

“J, you should take a turn. Freshly lubed cunt feels great. I opened my eyes to see J dropping his shorts and walking over to me. Dave slapped my left cheek and said “Welcome to your new life, faggot.”

What choice did we have?  The new school policy forced us to use the freshmen as cum dumps, after all, the jizz had to go somewhere.  Once these two had swallowed a load, we went to the showers and bent them over.  For the next three hours they were used by all the upperclassmen, fucked over and over. School policy was strictly enforced, not one drop of semen made it to the drains.

None of the guys in the frat believed him, so John ordered me to drop my shorts and show them his latest conquest.  There was something about his voice that made me obey him and pull down my cargo’s.  Until they saw my cum stained briefs, my frat bros were on my side, but once they saw proof that John had bent me over, popped my cherry and bred me, my bros started to rub their crotches and bone up.  Then John sealed my fate as frat house cum dump when he announced that it would cost ten bucks to shoot a load of cum in my hole.  John was pimping me out like a cheap whore.  He made 380 dollars that weekend, while I was bent over a chair taking load after load of frat boy jizz deep in my ass.

I knew when I made the bet, that I did not have enough cash on me to cover, in case I lost.  So when there was an interception in the final few minutes of the Army-Navy game, I knew I was fucked.  I just did not know it would be so literal. The guys in the platoon determined that each load of cum shot in my ass was worth twenty bucks.  So to work off the five hundred dollars I owed, meant that twenty loads of grunt spunk were going to be fucked into me before the weekend was over.  The six guys I owed money to had already dumped their cum in me and were now selling off opportunities to breed my ass to anyone who was horny.  The line of Army guys who wanted to fuck me rough and hard to teach me not to bet Navy was long.  My virginity was being fucked away in a gangbang featuring a platoon of horny soldiers.  By midday Sunday, I had forty-two hash marks on my cheek, indicating just how well used my boycunt had become.  I had been filled to overflowing with man juice and each time a new cock was pushed into my ass, cum would be forced out to drip down my thighs.  Around 2:00 someone suggested that my cunt was loosened up enough to fit two cocks in at the same time.  The men using me did not care anymore about the money owed, that was paid off long ago.  Now I was just a hole, to be used as a cum dump.  I was going to be very popular back in the barracks.