This story is a work of fiction. It is a gay bondage fantasy, no part of which is based on real life. Any resemblance therefore to anyone living or dead is purely accidental. This story depicts male on male sexual practices, if you are offended by this then stop reading now.
All characters depicted in this story are willing participants in all the scenes they appear in. No one was coerced or paid to appear in this story.
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So, now that the social isolation is easing a bit, we are all feeling a bit better. However, because we still do have to stay home as much as possible I offer this up to help you while away the hours.
A Newish Beginning
Troy headed back to work the next day while he formulated his plans to be the total sex pig that he now knew, and wanted, himself to be. True he still liked having sex with women, sex is sex, let’s face it, but Troy now came away from those encounters feeling very unfulfilled. Troy knew that he needed to be Mastered. To have to give himself over to his Masters entirely in order to feel fulfilled not only sexually but as a man.
Troy worked really hard, putting the thought of the toilet block near work out of his mind. Troy worked diligently all morning, checking the other Accountants work, and learning the systems that the company employed to fulfil their function. What reports have to be written for head office, along with the payments and how they all worked. At lunchtime, as was usual for him, Troy went to the shopping centre to get his lunch, and he sat and ate his lunch in the food court as he watched the passing parade. Lusting after some of the guys who passed him by, well a lot of them really, which reminded him of the fact that he was wearing a chastity device, as his cock tried valiantly to get hard. Which also brought his mind back to his ever-present butt plug, and the pain in the arse it truly was, but Troy had to admit to himself that he was loving it. Troy had never noticed just how many workmen there were that used the shopping centre food court. Troy figured that there must be a lot of construction in the area. As soon as Troy thought of the construction sites that must be in the area, his fantasies went into overdrive, not that he cared too much at the moment as he was busy indulging his fantasies.
Troy wondered what it would be like to be used and abused by all the workmen at any of the building sites in the area. Troy imagined himself being kept naked all day so that he would be available to service any of the workmen, or other visitors to the site, who walked past him, at any time of the day. Troy couldn’t help but think that that would be the life he’d love to lead. Anyway, lunchtime was almost over, and Troy went to stand up, and that was when he realised that his cock had leaked a lot of precum. Troy rushed out of the shopping centre before anyone noticed the wet patch on his trousers, even though he’d covered the wet patch with his satchel, but in his haste, he ‘accidentally’ exited the shopping centre on the wrong side. Troy didn’t feel like ploughing his way back through the crowds in the shopping centre, so he opted to walk around the outside of the shopping centre instead. That was until he noticed a workman coming towards him from the direction of the toilet block, and Troy nearly cremed his pants on the spot again.
The Workman was in his very early 20’s, Troy guessed, much like himself, but unlike Troy, the Workman was wearing a blue singlet, due to it being such a warm day. Plus, Troy figured, the work the Workman must do on the worksite would make him very hot, Troy surmised as he could see sweat marks, and other various stains, on the Workman’s singlet. Troy could easily see the Workman’s very well-rounded shoulders, as the straps of the singlet only covered a tiny portion of the Workman’s shoulders. While the singlet clung to the Workman’s body, almost like it’d been painted on, not that it had much option, Troy thought, he surmised that the singlet had to be a couple of sizes too small. Troy could clearly see the Workman’s rounded pecs outlined perfectly by the overworked material of the Workman’s blue singlet, as well as the round indents of the Workman’s paps. Troy could clearly see the nubs in the centre of the Workman’s paps as they still managed to tent the material of the Workman’s blue singlet a bit. Troy’s eyes naturally travelled down the Workman’s torso and could plainly see the Workman’s eight pack as it nestled in its bed of surrounding muscle. Troy’s eye travelled down the Workman’s body, almost as if the bulge of the Workman’s cut-off jeans was summoning Troy’s eyes to feast on the sight of the obscene bulge. While the Workman’s cut-off jeans were typically filthy, it did nothing to deter Troy from wanting to be able to rip the cut-off jeans off the Workman with his bare teeth alone.
The bulge, in the Workman’s cut-off jeans, only went as far as the Workman’s hip bone, but that, so Troy surmised, was because there was nowhere else for it to go. Troy could only imagine the size of the Workman’s cock that he had to try and stuff inside his cut-off jeans. Troy could easily see the goose egg size testicles; the Workman owned and had stuffed inside his cut-off jeans as well, one either side of the centre seam. Troy was in lust, and could only imagine the signs of his lust that had to be plastered all over his face; that Troy hastened to try and hide. The Workman’s cut-off jeans were pulled down so low off the Workman’s lower abdomen, that Troy assumed that if it wasn’t for the very wide thick belt, the Workman wore in his cut-off jeans. Troy surmised that the weight of the Workman’s genitals would have pulled his cut-off jeans off his body altogether, not that Troy would have minded.
Either, the Workman’s jeans were cut very high, or the Workman’s thighs were so big that they forced what was left of the material of his cut-off jeans up the very tops of the beginning of the Workman’s thighs. Troy watched as most of the Workman’s thighs rubbed together; they were that muscle-bound, Troy loved watching the play of the Workman’s muscles as he walked towards Troy. Troy couldn’t imagine the type of work the Workman would have to do to have thighs that big, and the Workman’s calves were huge, Troy has never seen calves so big in his life.
As the Workman walked around Troy to get past him and continue in the opposite direction to Troy, Troy did a slow turn on the spot, just so he could continue to drink in the sight of the Workman’s whole body. As Troy turned on the spot, he got to drink in the sight of the Workman’s muscly butt, that Troy got to see in profile. Even though the Workman had a very thick belt holding his cut-off jeans up, it struggled to keep the back of the cut-off jeans on top of the Workman’s butt at his waist. As for the cut-off legs of the Workman’s jeans, they showed a good third of the bottom of the Workman’s well-rounded butt. The cut-off jeans, looked like they were imitating bikini bottoms, Troy assumed they didn’t have a choice, they seemed to be cut so short. While the back seam of the cut-off jeans disappeared completely up the bottom of the Workman’s arse cleft, and Troy was instantly jealous of the very lucky material. Troy was suddenly consumed by the need to be where the back seam had disappeared into.
Troy couldn’t see any sign of the Workman’s underwear under the edge of the Workman’s cut-off jeans, so excitedly Troy decided that the Workman wasn’t wearing any. Which Troy didn’t mind, as he loved looking at the curve of the Workman’s very brown arse, obviously the Workman spent a lot of time in the sun. Troy wasn’t sure if it was legal for the Workman to wear his cut-offs that short, but Troy wasn’t complaining at all.
Without realising it, Troy had begun to follow the Workman back into the shopping centre. Troy followed the Workman all the way back to the food court, and it wasn’t until the Workman went into the toilets, that Troy even realised where he’d ended up. Suddenly Troy decided that he had to piss really badly, so badly that he couldn’t wait the couple of minutes it would have taken him to walk back to the office, from that particular spot so that he could use the facilities there. Consequently, Troy followed the Workman into the toilets. As Troy no longer had a choice, what, with his urgent need to pee and all.
As soon as he entered the toilets, and before he walked into the communal toilet area proper, he undid his trousers and pulled his butt plug out of his arse. Troy put the butt plug in a plastic bag that he had in his satchel, Troy did up his trousers and walked into the communal toilet area. Troy spied the Workman standing at the urinal, and as he suspected, the Workman actually had to undo his belt and cut-off jeans just to get his cock out so he could pee. Troy saw that the Workman had no fear of his cut-off jeans falling down altogether as the curve of his arse, along with the firmness of the flesh could easily hold up the Workman’s cut-off jeans, and thick belt all on its own.
Troy stood at the urinal three away from the Workman, as he didn’t want to be ‘sprung’ following the Workman, nor did he want to seem too eager either. Troy always knew he had a big cock, that was why he like flashing it around at any opportunity, but fuck, Troy thought, the Workman’s cock had to be bigger than his. So much so that Troy had to marvel that the Workman could even stuff and trap all of his cock in what was left of his cut-off jeans. Troy thought he was being very surreptitious, that was until he dragged his eyes off the Workman’s cock, for just a moment to feast on the sight of the rest of him. It was when Troy’s eyes eventually made their way up to the Workman’s, that Troy saw the Workman staring straight at him.
Then as the Workman’s eyes travelled down Troy’s body, Troy suddenly remembered that he had on his chastity device and had forgotten that he could no longer stand and pee, it was this that had captured the Workman’s attention. Troy became very flustered, for the first time in his life. Troy stuffed his own cock, trapped inside its chastity device back into his pants so that he could beat a hasty retreat, while for the first time in a long time Troy felt his face flame red. It was at that point that Troy looked back up at the Workman and Troy saw the Workman give him the ‘come on’ signal with his head. Then not waiting to see if Troy was following, nor did the Workman even try to do up his cut-off jeans, the Workman just walked over and stood by one of the empty stalls with his cock hanging out of his jeans and waited. Troy didn’t need to be asked twice, as he scooted over and entered the stall the Workman was standing beside. As Troy entered the small stall, he could smell the sweaty muskiness of the Workman before he felt the Workman come in and pressed up behind him, just before Troy heard the door locked behind them both. Troy put the lid down on the toilet and turned around in the cramped confines of the stall and made to kiss the Workman. But the Workman just turned his head slightly, and Troy quickly got the message.
Troy sat on the closed toilet seat and was almost overcome by the pissy, musky, sweaty smell of the Workman’s crotch. Before even Troy realised what, it was, he was going to do, he buried his nose in the Workman’s pubic bush and inhaled as deeply as he could of the Workman’s musky, sweaty crotch. Troy fervently hoped that some of the Workman’s sweat had rubbed off onto Troy’s face. If the sight of the sweaty scantily clad Workman wasn’t enough for Troy to pop wood, the intoxicating smell of the Workman’s crotch certainly was. Then, again before even he realised what it was, he was going to do, Troy stuck out his tongue and began lapping, and sucking, all the sweat out of the Workman’s very sweaty musky pubic bush, as he possibly could. Troy even lapped up the sweat that was running down the Workman’s lower abdomen, seemingly Troy, could not get enough of the taste of the Workman. Before the Workman pulled Troy off his pubic bush and indicated his cock, Troy picked up the Workman’s colossal tool, as that was the only way Troy could describe the Workman’s cock and guided it into his very willing mouth.
Troy sucked on the growing cock in his mouth, and for the first time in his life, Troy was unable to swallow someone’s whole cock, but he struggled with the Workman’s cock manfully. When the Workman’s cock was fully erect, the Workman pulled it out of Troy’s mouth. The Workman pulled Troy up off the toilet and manhandled him until Troy was facing the same direction as the Workman again. Troy felt the workman fumble at Troy’s belt, and then the clip holding Troy’s trousers closed. The Workman pulled down Troy’s zip, and then pushed Troy’s trousers down to his knees. The Workman pushed Troy between his shoulder blades, so that Troy was bending forwards, with his face against the back wall of the stall, then, without any lube or any kind of foreplay, the Workman shoved his entire cock up Troy’s arse in one fell swoop.
Meanwhile, Troy, who almost prided himself on just how open and lose his arse now was, nearly screamed from the force that the Workman’s cock applied to Troy’s sphincter. It then seemed to Troy as if the Workman’s cock was stretching his arse to open wider than it ever had before, up till now that is. Troy was certain it was the biggest thing he had ever had to accommodate up his arse to date, and when the Workman pulled his cock out of Troy’s arse, Troy could have sworn that it had taken half of his bowel with it.
The Workman plunged his cock back into Troy’s arse, and before Troy’s arse had had a chance to open and accommodate the intrusion, the Workman picked up the pace, until he was ramming his cock in and out of Troy’s arse for all the Workman was worth. Troy had never felt anything so painful in his entire life as that cock that was pistoning in and out of his abused and battered arse right now. But Troy was in heaven, Troy thought that this was the greatest fuck of his life, and he never wanted it to end. But, like all good things, this fuck too came to an end, and all too soon Troy felt the cock buried deep inside his arse buck as it spewed its load of hot cum deep inside Troy’s bowels. Troy had never felt so spent in all his life.
When the Workman eventually pulled his throbbing cock out of Troy’s arse, it was all Troy could do to spin around and sit down on the closed toilet seat, almost completely spent. The Workman shoved his slowly softening cock in Troy’s face, and Troy began the mammoth task of cleaning it up for the Workman. Troy licked and slurped all of his own arse juices, mixed with the Workman’s cum, off the Workman’s throbbing cock. Naturally, because Troy was sucking and slurping on it, the Workman’s cock came back to life. The Workman grabbed Troy by his ears and began to force his cock into Troy’s mouth, but Troy struggled to get much more than the head of the Workman’s cock in his mouth. The Workman hit Troy up the side of his head, “open your fuckin’ mouth, you fuckin’ useless pussy,” were the only words the Workman had spoken to Troy. Troy struggled manfully to force his jaws further apart to try and accommodate more of the Workman’s mammoth cock. Before long Troy felt the Workman’s second load of cum splash against the back of his throat. Troy didn’t swallow it as he wanted to show the Workman that he swallowed the Workman’s cum. Finally, the Workman pulled his cock out of Troy’s mouth, and when he looked, he could see his load of cum on Troy’s tongue, and he watched with revulsion as Troy swirled the Workman’s silky cum around his mouth before he swallowed it. While the Workman looked on in revulsion and sneered down at Troy. The Workman stuffed his cock and balls back inside his cut-off jeans, did up his belt, and left the cubicle. The Workman didn’t close the cubicle door behind him but left it gaping wide open, so anyone who wanted too, and even those who didn’t want to, for that matter, could look in and see Troy sitting on the lid of the closed toilet. With his trousers still down around his knees, and his cock straining in the confines of the chastity device, but no one could miss the grin that was plastered all over Troy’s face.
Troy managed, eventually, to stand himself up on shaky legs, he turned around and licked all of the Workman’s cum, mixed with his own arse juices, from off the lid of the closed toilet. That had leaked out of Troy’s arse, as Troy didn’t want to waste a precious drop of the Workman’s cum. When Troy couldn’t find any more cum on the lid of the toilet, Troy scrapped up all the cum that was running down his legs, and licked and slurped it all off his fingers. When Troy had made himself as clean as he could, he pulled his butt plug out of his satchel and shoved that into his gaping, aching, arse to keep what was left of the Workman’s cum inside his arse.
All of this Troy did with the door to the cubicle wide open and in full view of the men and boys milling around the toilets waiting for a vacant toilet or urinal. But Troy didn’t care he’d just had, what he thought was the greatest fuck of his entire life, and he didn’t care who knew about it. Troy pulled up his trousers and did them and his belt up and pushed his way out of the crowded toilet, and went back to work. All Troy could think about for the rest of the day was the Workman’s cum up his arse, being held in place by his butt plug, and Troy loved it.
Troy got through Friday without encountering the Workman again, much to Troy’s disgust, he’d even hung outside the shopping centre on the side that Workman had entered from the day before, in the hope of seeing him again. Not even being able to service a couple of the Accountants at work was enough to make up to Troy what he thought he’d missed out on at lunch. Troy suddenly decided that Saturday couldn’t come fast enough.
Saturday found Troy knocking on Sean’s door, “Come in,” Sean called out, and Troy dutifully entered and made his usual request of Sean to remove the butt plug and chastity device. Sean decided to talk to Troy about allowing himself to be used, particularly the way he has been used of late, and Troy explained to Sean that he didn’t really go out with that in mind. Troy put on his most serious face and asked Sean, who in their right mind would want to go out and be fucked by multiple guys. Who in their right mind wanted to be abused, and Troy did his best to assure Sean that that was the last thing on Troy’s mind when he went out ‘dancing’. So, reluctantly Sean removed the chastity device from Troy’s cock and the butt plug from Troy’s arse, and again Sean marvelled at just how much Troy’s arse ‘gapped’ at him now after Troy had the butt plug inserted for such a short amount of time. Troy went and got himself ready to go ‘dancing’.
As usual, Troy went and danced up a storm at the night club, and not too unsurprising he was approached by a lady who wanted a bit more than dancing. But all Troy could think about was the new toilet block and what might be awaiting him there, so Troy politely turned her down. As usual, Troy danced until the nightclub was getting ready to close, and Troy made his way to the toilet block.
Troy didn’t hesitate, to enter the toilet block, he had a raging hard-on in his jeans, and if the thought of what might happen to him tonight, wasn’t enough, then for his hard-on alone, he had to enter the toilet block. Troy was glad to see that at least one light was still working, not that it mattered to him too much. As he walked into the toilet block to the large communal area, Troy didn’t look to see if the toilet stalls were occupied or not. Troy hung his satchel on the side of the outside partition of the last toilet stall, and then quickly shucked himself out of his clothes and socks and shoes and hung them over the partition as well.
Then, when he was completely naked, Troy went and stood in the middle of the toilet blocks’ communal area and stood there with his fingers interlaced behind his neck. His feet planted shoulder-width apart, and his eyes trained on the floor just in front of his feet, and like that he waited. Troy thought he could hear piggie noises coming from the stalls, well at least he hoped he could hear piggie noises coming from the stalls, Troy was beginning to worry. What if no one else was here, and he was in fact in the toilet block on his own? What would he do if someone came in to use the toilet and just ‘found’ him like that, Troy wondered? Troy thought he could say he was here on a dare, that sounded plausible to Troy. Troy thought he’d buy that if he walked in and found a naked male standing in the empty toilet block, and Troy had asked why the guy was even there. But would Troy really believe that he wondered, or would he be able to sus the guy out and realising that the guy was lying? What would Troy do, he continued to wonder as he stood naked in the toilet block, would he be able to keep his hands off a naked stud like himself, or would he have to fuck him? And how, Troy continued to wonder, would he do that.
Troy wondered where he would start, would he say something first, or would he just walk up quietly and increase the guys’ suspense. Troy wondered if he’d just reach out and slide his fingertips down the naked guy’s torso. Would he start at the guy’s well-rounded pecs, or at the guy’s stomach, and then slide his fingertips down the naked guy’s body. Would he start at the front or the back of the naked guy? Would he run his fingertips down the guy’s back until he encountered the guy’s hot bubble butt? Would Troy want to separate the guy’s bubble butt so that he could explore the poor naked guy’s aching hole, just to pull his fingertips back away from his hole to increase the poor guy’s sense of anticipation? So many possibilities Troy just couldn’t decide. Or would Troy not be able to control himself, would he just have to shove his cock hard up the naked guy’s arse, and feel his cock stretching and mastering the naked guy’s hole. Troy just didn’t know. What Troy did know was all this thinking was making his cock leak bucket loads of precum, so much so that Troy thought he could feel the precum pooling between his feet.
Troy was toying with the idea of just falling to the floor and licking and sucking all his precum goo up from the cold concrete floor when he felt someone touch him on his face, but just with a fingernail. Troy was so caught up in his fantasy, that he almost jumped out of his skin when he felt that first touch. Troy instinctive reaction was to pull away from the touch, but Troy knew better than to do that by now, “so, you came back did you, piggie?” the man whispered in Troy’s ear. “Hmm, didn’t get enough last time, is that right, piggie?” the voice continued to purr in Troy’s ear as Troy could feel the man’s fingernail slide down the side of his face. Troy had been so caught up in his own thoughts that he hadn’t heard the man, or men approach him. Troy still wasn’t sure how many men stood around him, nor if they were the same guys from last week, but Troy could only hope so. With what the man had just said Troy was pretty certain it was at least one of the same men.
Troy tried to move his eyes around and see if he could spot the man who was talking to him, but the man was out of Troy’s eye line. “So, piggie,” the man continued to purr in Troy’s ear as he drew his fingernail down Troy’s neck and over his shoulder and down his back. Troy wasn’t sure if the man was now putting more weight behind the fingernail or what, but Troy was hyper-aware of where the fingernail was, and where Troy wanted desperately for the fingernail to go. But Troy stood stock still while his cock continued to leak precum by the bucket loads, “you didn’t get enough last time, hmm? Is that right, piggie? You little slut!” the man said as he dragged his fingernail down Troy’s back. Troy was almost beside himself as he felt the fingernail being dragged down along his spine.
Troy was pretty sure by now that the voice belonged to the First man from last week, and Troy so hoped that the First man was going to fist his arse again. But it was just a fleeting thought as he felt the first man’s fingernail continuing to slide down his spine. Troy did a quick intake of breath when he felt the fingernail gliding over his coccyx bone and start to enter the very top of his arse crack. Troy could feel the goosebumps as they sprung out of his skin as he felt the First man’s finger enter his arse crack, Troy closed his eyes with the pleasure of the first man’s touch. Just as Troy felt the First man’s finger forcing the tops of his arse cheeks apart, the first man removed his finger, and Troy was almost bereft at the loss of his touch.
Troy, in his ecstasy, had closed his eyes, so he didn’t notice that the First man had come back and stood in front of Troy. The first Troy knew of it was when the First man grabbed Troy’s face by his lower jaw, as the first man forced his fingers between Troy’s teeth, through Troy’s cheeks, effectively forcing Troy’s mouth open. Troy was then aware of the sides of the shoes or boots, of the First man, beside his own naked feet, almost pinching the tender flesh of the sides of his feet.
For the first time ever, the First man kissed Troy savagely on the lips, with his own mouth open wide, so that all Troy could taste and smell was the stale alcohol and tobacco on the First man’s breath. But it was like nectar from the gods to Troy, as he inhaled deeply of his breath, followed very quickly by the First man’s tongue forcing its way deep into Troy’s mouth. While Troy had no other option but to let the First man fill his mouth with his tongue, but Troy didn’t want it any other way. Troy revelled in the mastery the First man was displaying over him, and all Troy wanted was more. Troy didn’t think it could be possible, but it felt like the precum was now gushing out of his cock, and Troy was in lust.
The First man reached down and grabbed hold of Troy’s dripping cock, and if it weren’t for the fact that the First man’s tongue had invaded Troy’s mouth so completely, Troy would have gasped from the shock of the touch of the first man’s hand on his throbbing cock. As it was, as the First man tightened his grip on Troy’s cock, Troy sighed around the First man’s tongue as it continued to explore the inside of Troy’s mouth. The First man reached down and grabbed hold of Troy’s ball bag while he was still gripping Troy’s cock, all of which made Troy groan that much more. The First man slowly released Troy’s cock and grabbed hold of Troy’s nuts and pulled then away from Troy’s body, very gradually increasing the pressure as he pulled on them. Until it got to the point where Troy was beginning to squirm from the pain in his nuts, but still the First man increased the pressure he was exerting on Troy’s nuts.
Troy began to, almost desperately, try and get away from the First man to try and ease the pain in his nuts, but the First man had too tight a hold of Troy’s nuts for Troy to be able to move much at all. Of course, the First man still had his tongue down Troy’s throat, so there was nowhere for Troy to go, so he stood and squirmed on the spot, and of course, the first man still had a hold of Troy’s lower jaw. Troy felt the First man change his hands and his hold on Troy’s nuts, so now the First man was still exerting as much pressure on Troy’s nuts, but now the First man’s hand was just on top of Troy’s nuts. Then instantly, Troy felt something slam into his nuts, and if the First man hadn’t had his tongue stuffed down Troy’s throat, Troy would have cried out from the pain. Before Troy could catch his breath, he felt something slam into his aching nuts again, so much so that Troy could feel tears coursing down his face, but the First man had to tight a grip on him to allow Troy any other reaction. When the First man finally pulled his tongue out of Troy’s throat, he still kept on kneeing Troy in the nuts just so he could watch Troy squirm and try to get away from him.
The First man finally stopped kneeing Troy in the nuts, and he pulled Troy close in with a hand cupping the back of Troy’s head, and he massaged the base of Troy’s skull, while Troy got himself under control. The First man pulled back from Troy, still with his hand around the base of Troy’s nuts, “open your fuckin’ mouth, piggie,” he growled, and when Troy complied, he hawked and spat in Troy’s open mouth, “fuckin’ hold it, you fuckin’ useless piggy.” Then, without any warning, the First man kneed Troy full force in the nuts, but again Troy could barely move because of the way the First man continued to hold Troy. “Don’t you swallow my present to you, you fuckin’ useless piggy,” the First man growled in Troy’s ear. “I’d hate to have to punish you again for that, now wouldn’t I?” the First man said as he kneed Troy in the nuts again. Still, the First man held Troy upright, and Troy still held his mouth open with the First man’s spit on his tongue. “Good piggie,” the First man purred in Troy’s ear, “now you can swallow it, ya fuckin’ useless piggie,” and with that Troy swallowed the First man’s spit as the First man let go of him.
The First man took a step back and ran both of his hands over Troy’s chest pulling, twisting, and pinching Troy’s paps when his hands encountered them, which made Troy squirm on the spot yet again. While the tears of pain continued to run down Troy’s face. When the First man had had enough of playing with Troy’s paps, he decided to move on, and the First man continued to run his hands down Troy’s chest and abdomen. But stopped before the First man’s hands came into contact with Troy’s throbbing cock. The First man withdrew his hands from Troy’s upper body and walked around behind Troy.
Once again, the First man ran a fingernail down Troy’s spine, but this time, after having first run over Troy’s coccyx bone. The First man’s fingernail and finger forced its way between Troy’s arse cheeks, forcing them apart, but this time instead of removing his finger, the first man continued to force his finger down the cleft of Troy’s muscular arse cheeks. Troy began to hyperventilate with anticipation of what was to come. The First man’s finger was joined by another as they continued to force Troy’s meaty arse cheeks apart until the First man was using most of his hand to force Troy’s arse cheeks apart. Unknowingly Troy had begun to tremble with anticipation.
It wasn’t until the First man used his other hand, between Troy’s shoulder blades, and applied pressure to indicate to Troy that he should lean forwards, that he encountered another male. The first Troy knew of the Second man was, as he was leaning forwards, as being directed from the First man, the Second man walked up and grabbed Troy by the ears, and guided his cock into Troy’s mouth. Now, Troy was bent at the waist, with the First man’s hand buried between his arse cheeks, while the Second man had his cock in Troy’s willing mouth. Troy licked and sucked the cock in his mouth, while he was concentrating in the feeling of the First man’s hand as one of his fingers now encountered Troy’s aching hole.
Troy sighed around the growing cock in his mouth that was now being forced down his throat, while Troy continued to get lost in the sensations that were coming from his hole. It was then that Troy discovered the Third man, as he stood at Troy’s side and prised Troy’s meaty arse cheeks apart so that the First man had unfettered access to Troy’s hole. He pushed his finger into Troy’s arse and wiggled it around and began to finger fuck Troy’s hole. He pushed a second finger into Troy’s hole, and he continued to finger fuck Troy, pushing both fingers as far into Troy’s hole as the First man possibly could. A third finger joined the other two as they continued to finger fuck Troy, and Troy’s hole opened more and more to accommodate the three fingers that were now moving in and out of his hole. A fourth finger joined the other three, and the First man used all four fingers to finger fuck Troy’s arse.
The First man pulled his fingers out of Troy’s arse, and Troy felt the loss of the sensation of those four fingers up his arse, more keenly than Troy thought possible. Even though Troy was sucking on a cock that was being thrust in and out of his mouth, that wasn’t enough to compensate him for the sensation of the missing fingers in his arse. Troy almost cried when the fingers were removed from his arse, that was until he heard and felt someone spit a great goblet of phlegm at his arse, and once again Troy trembled in excitement. Troy felt another couple of goblets of phlegm landing on, or around his hole, and then Troy felt a finger working the phlegm into his hole.
The First man pushed his two thumbs into Troy’s arse and using his thumbs, he began to open Troy’s arse as much as he possibly could, and after doing this for a couple of minutes, the First man removed his thumbs from Troy’s arse. Only to replace them moments later with all of his fingers, including his thumb, that he was holding together tightly as he pushed them through Troy’s sphincter. Followed slowly by the rest of the First man’s hand, that he had folded onto itself to make it as small as possible as he pushed his whole hand into Troy’s arse right up to his wrist. There he held his hand just inside Troy’s arse as he waited for Troy’s arse to move and accommodate the intrusion of the First man’s hand. Feeling Troy’s arse relaxing more and accommodating the intrusion of his hand inside it, the First man-made his hand into a tight fist and slowly withdrew it from Troy’s arse. All of this suddenly became too much for Troy, a fully erect cock pistoning in and out of his mouth and down his throat, and the sensation of the fist being pulled out of his arse. Troy’s cock erupted, all on its own and spewed his cum all over the toilet block’s concrete floor.
Having forced Troy’s sphincter to open to its widest point ever to allow the First man’s fist to be pulled out of it. The First man pushed his closed fist back through Troy’s sphincter, which, unsurprisingly, didn’t want to yield and allow his fist entry into Troy’s aching arse. The First man rocked back on his heels and slapped Troy’s arse as hard as he could, “let me in you fuckin’ useless piggie,” the First man growled as he pushed his fist up against Troy’s sphincter once again. This time the First man just kept applying pressure, and with the Third man providing Troy with some stability, so that he couldn’t move, until the First man’s fist was finally able to overcome Troy’s sphincter. Once again, the First man’s hand was inside Troy’s arse.
Troy moaned low and deep around the cock that was buried in his mouth and throat, just in time to feel the Second man’s cock stiffen that much more as it shot its load of hot fresh cum down Troy’s throat. The Second man held Troy’s head in place, with Troy’s nose buried deep in the Second man’s pubic hair until he was able to catch his breath. Then and only then did he pull his softening cock out of Troy’s throat, allowing Troy to be able to breathe himself. When Troy had caught his breath enough, he set to licking and sucking the last of the Second man’s cum out of his cock, and then Troy proceeded to lick the Second man’s cock clean of all of Troy’s phlegm.
The Second man’s cock was quickly replaced by the Third man’s cock, and Troy suckled on his cock while the First man’s fist was still sitting just inside Troy’s aching sphincter. Troy moaned as the First man pushed his fist slowly but surely into Troy’s bowel, and Troy was in piggie heaven. A fist up his arse, not that Troy had ever had that before, but he knew he loved it, a hard cock down his throat, and a third cock going spare somewhere, what was a piggie supposed to do but revel in it. Troy felt the fist being pulled back out of his bowl, and if it weren’t for the cock snaking down his throat, Troy would have screamed as the fist was pulled out of his arse. Once again stretching his sphincter wider than it ever had been in the past.
Troy experienced a real sense of loss without the fist up his arse and prayed fervently that it was going to be pushed back into his aching hole again. It wasn’t too long before Troy’s wish was granted, and the First man shoved his fist up against Troy’s sphincter and tried to push it in, without too much success. The First man pulled back and hit Troy as hard as he could on the left butt cheek. The hit was such a hard hit that they all could hear it reverberate off the walls, and if the Second man hadn’t been holding Troy so tight, the hit would have knocked Troy to the floor. The First man hit Troy time and time again, and as his open hand made contact with Troy’s tender arse flesh, the First man told Troy to open his arse and let him in.
Troy was crying from the pain in his arse from being struck so hard, and Troy made a concerted effort to try and open his sphincter that much more, but he was incapable of opening his sphincter any wider. In the end, the First man forced his fist into Troy’s battered arse by brute strength alone. The First man yelled in delight, while Troy yelled from the pain of having his sphincter forced so wide, Troy was sure his anus was torn in the process, while the three men all congratulated themselves.
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