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My friends and I decided to take a road trip to enjoy our summer break.  The first night we checked into a cheap roadside motel. They immediately sent me downstairs to fill the ice bucket, so we could start drinking.  Upon my return to the room I opened the door and saw then standing on the bed in their underwear, with semi hard-ons. 

“So what do you guys want to do tonight?”

He had been subtly checking me out at the bar.  Trying to express his lust for me without letting the friends he is with know.  I stood up, groped my crotch, winked at him and headed for the Men’s room.  I did not need to look back to know he was right behind me.  Went into the stall and waited.  He followed me into the stall and dropped to his knees.  Stupid faggot thought he was going to get to suck a load from my cock.  As he got close and opened his mouth I let go and started started pissing in his open hole.

He was surprised as the warm liquid hit his tongue, and did not think to swallow immediately.  My piss flowed out and soaked the front of his shirt and shorts. Soon enough he got my dick in his mouth and started gulping down the five beers I drank earlier.  When my bladder was empty and the fags stomach was full I zipped up and walked out of the toilet.  I went back to the bar, ordered another beer and watched the bathroom door. 

I sipped my beer while waiting for my favorite part of turning a closeted fag into a urinal –  watching him try to explain to his friends why he is soaked in piss.

It’s good to have a buddy willing to help you out when your masturbating arm is out of commission.

The Doc said his arm was healed and he could loose the sling weeks ago, but his buddies holes both felt so good, he did not want to go back to stroking himself.  

His buddy found the letter from the Doc seven days ago, but has not said anything to his “injured” friend.  

The sling stayed on for eight more months.

“Just in time bro,  I’ve got a weeks worth of ball juice built up and I need to get off.  Since the new rules indicate I cannot dump a massive, oversize load of my thick creamy, jizz in the shower drain, I plan on dumping it in you.”

“No, you really don’t have a choice in the matter, bend over”

“Of course…trust me, I won’t tell the rest of the dorm that you take it up the ass raw. None of them are likely find out your my personal cum dump”.

“Of course, someone might have heard your screaming  echoing off the shower walls as you took my meat.  The guys might observe the smell of my piss on your breath or my loads dripping out of your stretched out cunt as you walk back to your room, naked. But don’t worry, even if they see my pecker spit on your thighs, or see the red hand print on your right cheek, I am sure they won’t want a turn fucking you.  I mean think about it, why would a dorm full of horny young men care that your tight, recently virgin hole is now a receptacle for cock and cum.”

“No, I am sorry, but can’t let you wash up.  The new rules state that I cannot let my semen enter the drains, therefore you must keep it inside you until it gets absorbed.” 

Keep what I said in mind, before you take this next step, if I pull out my cock, it is going up your ass.  You will take it in you balls deep. No second thoughts, you will be fucked hard and I will shoot a load in you.  

So whats it going to be?  Ready to stop pretending to be a man and become my cum filled bitch?

After a day, bent over, serving the men who work the ranch, the farm’s faggot needs a place to rest, recover and absorb all the cum shot into his cunt.  Most of the guys were uncomfortable with a fag in the bunkhouse, so the got him a place of his own.  After a couple of weeks he complained that he could not get a good night’s rest sleeping in the manure shed behind the barn. So the head ranch hand, being somewhat sympathetic to the fags needs, told him he could move into the old horse trailer that was rusting in the field. Even got him some furniture to make it more comfortable and homelike.