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He was too wasted to drive, so I told him to crash on the couch.  As I walked by on the way to my room, I was greeted by this view of Pete passed out in the living room.  I quickly snapped a picture, texted it to some guys and spit on that ass.  I was balls deep and ready to shoot my second load up Pete’s ass when the first of the other guys showed up. 

After a night of men cumming in his ass, Pete left without a word. 

A week later Pete knocked on my door, “I am too drunk to drive, can I crash on your couch?”

The rookies were told to wait in the gym after practice.  They were told that tonight they would receive their team uniforms, so they should be naked and ready.  Tonight was to be their initiation,  Their Varsity teammates are going to show them how to best serve the team.  The seniors promised that the things they would learn tonight would help the team win the season and would insure that the team would mesh together like a well oiled machine.

When the varsity squad arrived, the rookies found that the team uniform consisted of a jockstrap, a butt plug, a mouth spreader and a tub of Vaseline.  By the end of the evening, no one could argue that the rookies and the seniors were not fitting together like a well oiled machine.

After a long night of being used, the boy is exhausted.  Dozens of men have spent the past eight hours slamming their cocks into his innocent holes.  Prior to tonight, little Pete was a virgin.  He knew he was attracted to men, but did not know how to proceed.  He went online and found a gay bookstore/theater in the next town.  What he did not know was that the theater was hosting a bareback sex party night.  As he walked into the dark theater, he noted the heavy smell of sweat, jizz and mansex in the air.  He quickly felt hands on his body.  Years of pent up feelings were released.  The hand’s worked their way into his clothes, he felt rough fingers tweaking his nipples, rubbing his ass and removing his clothes.  Someone held a bottle of poppers to his nose.  Pete had never seen poppers before and did not know what to do.  He felt one side of his nose pinched and the bottle returned.  “Take a deep snort”.  He did as instructed, and was soon flying.  He felt the hands guiding him to a sofa.  They pushed him forward over the back of the sofa. suddenly a cock was forced into his mouth.  He was in heaven, finally he was sucking a cock.  As the cock was forcefully using his mouth pounding in and out full depth, he felt fingers in his asshole.  His head was being held in place with a rough grip, so Pete could not look back and see the guy who popped his cherry.  He was in pain, but still very high from the repeated use of poppers.  Not knowing Pete was a virgin, the men used him for their own pleasure, not caring what he was feeling.  They were rough and soon filled Pete’s recently virgin holes with cum.  The first spit roast set the tone for the rest of the night.  Pete was used by dozens of men.  He was stretched open and quickly, forcefully, trained to take raw cock.  

Pete’s first time having man to man sex, determined the kind of fag he would become.  He lost his virginity to thirty or forty strangers.  They all fucked him hard, dumping load after load of jizz inside him.  He was a total bottom, a cum whore.   

Pete, a jock stud from the city basketball league, came in for shoulder surgery.  I have lusted after Pete since I first saw him in the shower at the gym.  So when this opportunity came up, I took advantage. While he was in the recovery room and still under the effects of the anesthesia, and susceptible to influence, I planted some thoughts in his mind.  I also planted some seeds in his ass.

This picture is for Pete, using his cell phone.  When he wakes up he will wonder about the soreness in his ass, and will probably ask about the milky white discharge, but I can tell him they are side effects of the shoulder surgery. However at some point in the near future, he will look at the images on his phone.  He will see dozens of close up shots of a big, thick, cock sliding between his lips, shots of his ass opening up and shots of his cum filled cunt. When he sees the images, he will remember my words and know that he is now my bitch.  At the next game, he will stare at my cock as it flops around in my basketball shorts.  His new cunt will twitch and inch, knowing it feels empty.  After the game, he will linger a little in the locker room, so he can be alone with me in the showers.

Between the thoughts i placed in his mind and the feelings my cock gives his body, he will be craving my cum.

There you go  bitch, I got all nine inches in you now.  My meat is in your new cunt, balls deep.  We are going to stretch out your virgin hole and fill you up with our ball juice.  We knew you were a fag after the last game, when we saw you checking us out in the showers.

Now we are going to give you every fag’s fantasy, a pair of good looking, well hung, jock studs are going to tag team your ass for the next few hours, starting with a spit roast.  Then you are going to be guest of honor at a gang bang.  You see we chose this camping spot with you in mind.  Half a mile down the lake is a boys camp for juvenile delinquent teens.  They have been here for a month and are horny as hell.    A dozen or so campers take a “nature hike” past here at sunset.  Usually they come out to this spot, sit around, smoke and jerk off.  However tonight they will find your naked ass gaping open with multiple loads of our jizz dripping out.  I think we can probably charge five bucks a fuck and make some quick cash, turning you into a cum dump. 

Before you crawl into the tent tonight you will have dozens of loads of teenage spooge pumped into your guts.

Ben loved glory holes.  He discovered this toilet, in the basement of the engineering building, at the start of the semester.  Since it was in the basement away from the classrooms, the only guys who used this toilet, used it for quick, dirty sex. The second stall from the end had holes cut in the partition on both sides. Ben quickly discovered that this allowed him to service men and retain his anonymity.  As a starting tight end on the football team, it would ruin his reputation if anyone found out he was a cum hungry, cock whore.  For the past two months, he has been coming down here on Saturday mornings and swallowing the load of any cock shoved thru the partition.  After a couple of weeks he started to bend over in the stall allowing guys to fuck him while he sucked dick. He became addicted to the feeling of two strangers spit roasting him.  The feeling of pressing his hairy ass tight to the opening in the old wooden partition, so that the guys on the other side could ram their raw meat into his hole. Ben knew the men fucking him and filling his ass with their ball juice, did so only to drop a load, and that they did not care who he was or if he enjoyed the rough fucking.

Word quickly spread across campus of the glory hole slut.  On Saturdays lines would form to use Ben’s mouth and ass. He was taking 30 to 50 loads a day.

He knew that many of the cocks he sucked must have belonged to guys he knew, his football teammates, his roommates, guys in his classes, but locked in his stall, his holes tight against the partitions he remained anonymous.

Then this morning, Ben went to his favorite toilet for his usual Saturday activities, he found the door to his stall was missing.  As he stood in the stall trying to figure out what to do when he heard the door to the toilet room squeak open.  He was trapped, if he stepped out of the stall now, he would be seen.  The newcomer went directly into the adjacent stall.  Ben looked down and saw a thick 10" cut cock slide thru the hole.  Ben’s cum addiction quickly overcame his concern about the missing stall door.  He dropped to his knees and took that cock deep into his throat.  As he was slurping on that fat cock, he heard the entry door squeak again.  In his peripheral vision he saw Pete, the starting quarterback, walk by him, to the far stall.  He knew Pete had seen him kneeling in the stall sucking dick.  He heard Pete unzip his pants in the stall behind him.  Then he heard the slight creak of the wooden partition. The sound it makes when someone leans against it.    Like Pavlov’s dog, it triggered a reaction.  After months of being a glory hole slut, he heard that partition creak and he dropped his pants and pushed his cunt against the hole.  As that thick cock slid into him it felt familiar and natural.  This was what he had  been doing for most of the semester.  The only difference was that instead of anonymous cock he was being fucked by his friend and teammate. As the day went on Ben took loads from most of the team, all five of his roommates, and dozens of other men he knew from around the school.

His “secret” was out and Ben did not care, He liked being a cum dump. 

The next week, Ben went back to the toilet, looking forward to getting used. The door was back on his stall, and several guys were waiting.  So he proudly went to his stall, opened the door, stepped in, dropped his pants and bent over.