Embracing the slut inside me

Another installment for you muscle sluts. Dig in and cum for Me. Enjoy and do tell me how much you liked. My virtual slave ownership session is now opened and I'm recruiting slaves. So email me your pics so that I can select my desired muscle slaves. 

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In the morning I woke up with dizzy head but the memories of last night flashed like lightning. I should be ashamed and embarrassed of myself for what I agreed to and I suffered but I had no emotion inside. No shame, no regrets whatsoever. I was calm like sea. Beside me was sound sleeping Matt bucked naked and his cock was flaccid from the last rough pounding he gave me. Again my cock hardened and I didn't bother as I have now accepted the fact I was attracted to cocks and couldn't live without them. So I did what was I supposed to do, gave Matt his morning blowjob passionately. I could hear Matt moan in his sleep. His beautiful satisfying moans were encouraging me like I was doing a good job and as a slut it was my job to make him happy. (What! Did I accept my place as a slut?)

 I gave him the blowjob like a professional and soon I could hear his balls churning and his hands moving to the back of my head pushing me to take his entire length balls deep. I adjusted my mouth for the flood of cum he was gonna shoot and he did with a loud blissful moan shooting the warm liquid inside my mouth that I drank like morning coffee not leaving a single drop.

 I scooted up to see his face that glowed with a contented smile. For some weird reason I smiled as well like I felt useful. Then I took shower and prepared his favourite breakfast naked as I was not allowed to wear any clothes not even the briefs. I was trying my best to take on the role of a perfect slut for Matt.

 "Bring your all underwear old man and cut them into small pieces in front of me. We are gonna go shopping today", he said taking a bite of cheese sandwich I prepared.

"What about the work?", I asked puzzled.

 "I ve sent your resignation", he said calmly.

 "What?", I was confused. How was I gonna earn then.

 "Don't be worried old man. That stupid job was not meant for you. You are a bodybuilder and only a job like that or wrestling suits you. So I applied for you in the local gym and they accepted the resume. Today today is your interview", he said taking bites. I was actually happy from inside that I was gonna do the job that was meant for me. He was right I also didn't find the previous job suitable.

 "Thank you", I said genuinely. "No problem old man. It is gonna be a formality cuz they are already impressed by your record and your body pics. Their previous trainer wasn't even a bit muscular, only slim. With a man as strong as you are, other men will be kept motivated"

"So that's why we are gonna go to shopping?", I asked.

 "No I didn't plan it for this. But you can buy anything you want except for the underwear. I'm gonna chose those for you old man. So bring the old one quickly and cut them",

 I quickly stood up clumsily and went inside. I was happy that Matt found me a job and as a reward I was thinking to ride him tonight even tore my present underwear. I brought all of them and tore them into pieces that Matt discarded into trash can. Then we went to a mall to buy stuff he wanted.

"Try this one", he handed me over a pink colored really small trunks. I looked at him who was giving me a cocky grin. He knew how much I hated pink and purple colours. They are feminine especially pink. Pink is for women and I'm a symbol of masculinity, alpha and manliness. However, I had no choice so I grabbed them with frustration and went into the changing room even the French accent chubby shopkeeper was staring at both of us that how the short twink was ordering me around.

I put off the pants and wore the tight small trunks. It was so tight and was fitted to my hips and showcased my bubble butt and package really nicely. Was I liking it for no apparent reason? I was standing almost naked only in my full sleeves shirt. I didn't know what came into my mind I took off my shirt too. Wao! I was looking so good that even I was getting jealous of myself. I groped my watermelon sized pecks looking at the mirror and squeezed my nipples. "Ohhh", I moaned but then quickly realised I was loosing it as my cock was getting hard. I grabbed my shirt to wear it but then door opened with a thud and a surprised Matt was standing there looking in awe at my package.

 "AMAZING", he said and turned me around to look at my bubble butt. He spanked it  and then turned me back feeling my cock.

 "Hmm...hard as I expected old man", he smiled and I flushed from embarrassment. I was about to wear my shirt but he took it from me and I looked startled at him. "Leave it old man...you look nice like this...now there are more to try on", he said cockily and I put my hands down.

"Magnifique", that shopkeeper who appeared out of nowhere made me red with anger and humiliation. He was giving me such lustful eyes that I wanted to run away. I was standing nude in front of two short and weak men.

 "These are amazing", the chubby shopkeeper said in his French accent and touched my developing eight pack abs without my consent making me moved back in a sudden reaction. I looked at Matt with some discomfort but he responded nothing. I was kinda annoyed that how could he let a stranger touch me besides him.

"Was I agreeing to the fact I was Matt's slut?", I thought. Why was I expecting him to do something or save myself from this jerk's lustful gaze?  I'm man enough to protect myself but I felt like a deer caught in headlights. The shopkeeper moved his chubby hands on my perfectly carved eight bricks of meat.

 "How does he look?", Matt asked cockily the shopkeeper but looking at me. He was leaving no moment spare to let me feel my humiliation and my hard on throbbed on feeling his constant stare like he was molesting me with his eyes. My cock couldn't stop from getting hard and soon it was standing in his full glory in front of them. I wasn't bothered showing Matt my hard on as I was naked since this morning and had been naked before but that stupid dwarf shopkeeper whose eyes were locked at my erect cock.

 "Briefs or jock straps? What should he try next dude?", Matt again asked the shopkeeper without breaking eye contact with me. His seductive stare was giving me chills. I have never been intimidated by anyone in my life. I have fought men larger than me in wrestling ring but I found myself at loss in front of Howie and Matt. These twinks just defeated me without even breaking a sweat.

 "Both...they ll look amazing", he said excitedly. Matt then fetched almost every type of jock strap and briefs he could find in pink color.

 "Change all of them and then we ll decide which looks the best", Matt said with a similar cocky grin. I took them and turned back to change it but he stopped me.

 "Where are you going old man?", He asked me and I have him a confused look.

 "To change I assume?", I said. "Why inside...we all are men here...you can change here. Actually change here instead. In this way it will take less time and we have to buy more stuff as well for your interview", Matt's tone suddenly changed from being intrigued to commanding. And I was just in shock listening his words. He was making me getting naked in front of that bimbo and it felt so derogatory. I might have let Matt use me but not this pervert.

 "But Matt....", I hesitated. "Do you mind Mr..?", He asked the man.

 "Andre...Pablo Andre...and I don't mind at all", he said in his quintessential french tone.

 "See even he doesn't mind...now take it off and try this briefs first", I was flushed with anger and wore off that stupid briefs reluctantly Infront of two perverts. My nine inches fully hard cock sprung out hitting my abdomen entertaining the lustful eyes of those men.

"What a disgrace?", I thought to myself. Matt, as expected, was enjoying my humiliation and Andre, he was struck to see my huge cock throbbing in front of him.

"Magnifique", he completed again making me plump red. I grabbed the briefs and wore it with so much difficulty. It was clung to me tightly and it's waistline was tight enough to leave its mark on my waist. I looked at the mirror outside and my package looked so full and big. It barely hid my balls and cock as I could see my sack but again I didn't mind it for some weird reason. Instead I felt proud that Matt would definitely love it and he did.

 "We ll take that", he said and signaled me to wear pink jock strap that I quickly changed as I couldn't let that perv entertain himself looking at my body.

"This looks stunning", Matt looked happy and it made me happy as well but why? The front of the briefs barely covered my balls and cock that was now flaccid. Matt signaled me to turn around and see two big globes of meat glowing. He squeezed them making me moan a little. "He likes it", shopkeeper said. Matt pushed my back down. "Spread em", and with shame I parted my legs for him. He inserted his fingers in feeling my crack and I couldn't control but moaning out not even caring about that shopkeeper. My cock was so hard that I leaked precum.

 "You did it, don't you old man?", He whispered am I blushed red. Matt knew me so well.

 "Now turned around big guy", I didn't want to as I couldn't show my embarrassing state to that chubby man. But I knew resistance was futile in front of Matt si I turned around.

 "Oh, he leaked", he was shocked looking at the stain on jockstrap. "But we'll take that as well", Matt said cockily feeling amused.

"No problem...no problem frére. I can understand", he said. "Now for the thong and strings old man", and I quickly changed them one by one, Matt and this time the shopkeeper equally excited and participated in squeezing my butt and feeling my hard on. He even suggested that both showed off my cock and ass perfectly. After all that humiliation Matt made me wear that messy jockstrap again and we left the shop paying with my credit card. The shopkeeper even gave a bikini for free that was so humiliating.

After that humiliating experience I bought gym wear for my today's interview and also asked Matt how did it look like to which he helped me a lot as he was man of today and knew much more about the trend than me.

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I zipped up my newly bought hoodie and looked at myself, as usual I was looking good and the short hair style that Matt gave me was suiting my personality. I also had never wore a full body tracksuit before. "Are you ready old..mam?", Matt was also mesmerised by my style and I blushed with his lustful gaze. Isn't it weird I had no issue when Matt gave me lustful eyes but everybody else would discomfort me? Nevertheless, he came closer grabbing neck forced me down and kissed me gently. It was a soft delicate kiss and I equally participated in it.

"You look stunning in track suit muscle boy", he said and I smiled almost blushing. We arrived at the gym. It was a big double storey building both for men and women. As I opened the door a loud music and cool breeze from air conditioners welcomed us.

 Matt led me to an office and we sat in the chairs. Matt was looking at his watch and I looked around. It was a comfy room decorated with pictures of Arnold Schwarzenegger and other famous bodybuilders on the walls. On the table there was a pic of a man and a woman with their two small kids.

"Sorry for the delay people", I looked back and saw about a 5'11 muscular dude similar in that pic wearing his trousers and fitting t-shirt entering the room. He sat in his chair smiling.

 "What's up Matt? So is he the candidate?", He asked ogling  me over.

"Yes Marcus, he is Mr. Darius and is a reputed bodybuilder. He  did wrestled in his young days. And I bet he will be the great role model and motivation for people around. And Darius, he is Marcus Miller, the owner of this big gym and a former trainer and a fitness coach", I  admired Marcus's built. He definitely had a fit and a strong body but he still had a long way to achieve the body I have. I was feeling thankful that he was doing all this for me. Now getting humiliated by him felt not so bad. Bodybuilding is my passion and what is the better job than following your passion.

 "I see, Matt had emailed me your resume and some pics and I was surprised that you had such an amazing body at this age. You literally don't look in your fifties. Actually anyone can mistake you in your late thirties", he complemented and I smiled.

"Ok, I have selected you as my gym trainer but still I will conduct a formal interview", he said.

 "Yeah sure. I'm ready", I responded in a professional way. I saw Matt smiling with his usual cocky grin but I ignored it, taking it nothing as serious.

"Ok, so I saw your pictures and I would like to see what I saw in the pics.. which means you need to show me your body. So kindly strip for me", It was unusual that I would be asked to strip but I thought city gyms might work this way. I said "sure" and stood up.

"Please take that spot", Marcus signaled and I stepped at the spot and lowered my zip down taking my hoodie off. "Amazing Darius. You definitely can be a great motivation for my boys", he said smiling and there was similar shine in Marcus's eyes as that shopkeeper but I ignored as he was married assuming him to be straight.

 "Please flex with some poses for me", he demanded and I thought I was not here for modelling but I ignored that as well and was about to give what he demanded another thing.

 "Please take off your trousers as well", he said and I was taken aback not only because of his demand but also the fact that I was wearing that tight small smelly jockstrap that I bought with Matt.

 "What happened?", Seeing me reluctant he asked.

"Can we do this shirtless only?", I was not feeling right as if I stripped completely I will face the same humiliation. I looked at Matt for help who was smiling sneakiky and did nothing. "Fuck him", I thought and started taking off my trousers cursing him. I didnt want to loose the job so I had to fulfil Marcus's every demand.

 "Woh!", As I thought, I was naked and on the show for Marcus to mock and tease me.

"You do love tight straps", he said with a grin and I started flexing my muscles. I maintained my professionalism and entertained him with all the poses I got.

 "Bravo old man. I'm jealous that even I couldn't do what you have done right now", he stood up and walked towards me clapping.

 "Amazing..", he touched my abs. "These eight pack abs look out of this world. You are such a perfect piece", the shortie was touching and feeling my abs, pecks, nipples, shoulder blades and my back. He was checking me out like I was an animal and Matt was there to sell me.

 "Matt you were absolutely right. He is so amazing", Marcus said directly into my eyes adjusting his crotch.

"I hope he can entertain me further as you told me earlier", he said with a wicked grin. Matt stood up and came near us.

"Isn't he perfect? Just give him one chance and he won't disappoint you. He is professional in his work and can satisfy everyone and anyone", Matt said cockily. I didn't realise what were they talking about. I thought they were discussing my coaching experience but I was dead wrong and soon I was gonna learn what were they really talking about.

 "Is Matt saying right old man? Should I test your expertise?", He said with the same grin.

 "Yes, I have a lot of experience and can satisfy your expectations", I said with pride.

 "Good..let me see then", Marcus took off his t-shirt showing off his muscular pecs, six pack abs making me confuse. Then he started unzipping his pants and something hit me. I looked at Matt who was giving me the devil's smile. Marcus put his gear aside and jerked his huge cock with his hand.

 "I can't wait to see your skills old man. Now stoop down and get on work", he said moving his hand up and down his eight inches big cock. It was so big, so veiny and was throbbing like a snake. I was feeling twitching in my ass, it started spasming again and my cock, it skyrocketed. Both of the men were smiling like they had preplanned everything. Even Matt started unzipping and lowered his pants and briefs down taking his own cock in his hands. Now there were two cocks and I couldn't control my lust for both of them especially Marcus's. It reminded me of the cock owned by that stranger who fucked me so good that night. I felt weakness running through my spine and my legs felt like they were paralysing. Now I understood what they were talking about. Matt put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down easily on my knees. I was under enchant of these two throbbing cocks dancing in front of me. The slut was awaken inside of me again. It was a torture that my brain was saying to end this humiliation but my heart wanted cock actually both of the cocks. Darius you have become a cocksucking slut.

"What are you waiting for old man?", Marcus asked slapping my face with his hard cock. I said nothing just looked at Matt like I wanted him to do something.

"Darius, you are a slut and today's lesson is to teach you that a slut only lives for cocks....every cock he could find. So show Marcus how good of a slut you are. Make me proud old man", he patted my hair gently and politely. I wanted to suck them, show Marcus that I was a pro at it but I still had a little bit of my alpha self inside that was stoping me from doing it.

 "Do it old man....our cocks are waiting", and it worked. My hand reached to Marcus's huge cock. It was big enough that it filled my entire grip and I opened my mouth and took it in obediently. I had to put my pride and ego aside again cuz I was a slut.

"Oh yeah ...fuck Matt I literally didn't believe when you told me about him. You got a real muscle slut and he is just amazing", Marcus put his hand behind my head and pushed his massive cock in my mouth. For the first time I felt difficulty in taking a cock. I have been sucking Matt all this time and his cock was not huge for my mouth to accommodate but Marcus had an amazing girth and fucking nine inches long cock. Lucas was big too but Marcus was even bigger. He was also uncut so his head was moving in and out of the frenulum. The taste of piss and man musk was filling my mouth and technically I should be disgusted by this but I like the taste of his cock. My mouth couldn't accommodate his cock and I wanted to expell it out but there was something that was forcing me to take his cock, to suck his huge cock. It was kind of a challenge for me and I always loved taking challenges so I endured his cock throbbing inside me cutting off my breathing. I could remember one of my initial lessons that Matt told me to breath through nose when a cock gagged a slut. So I started practically applying his teachings.

 "Ohhhhh....fuck....yeah....slut....take it...take my cock you filthy cunt. You are a disgrace to us bodybuilders. ....when does a muscle god become a slut?...huh....tell me faggot....you muscle pussy", his every derogatory word was making me hard and aroused. I was being used again but I didn't care now. Once a cock was in my mouth nothing could hold me back to serve it. I held his cock in my hand and tried to suck him properly.

 "Slut...no hands....only mouth", Marcus warned me. He pulled me by my hair that began to hurt and started a continuous series of hard blows that hit my throat like a hammer. His massive cock was hitting every side of my mouth abusing my it to the fullest. His cock was so huge and with every blow Marcus was going deep and deep. If it weren't for Matt's training I would not have been able to engulf that huge dick. Still it was really difficult to cope up with his blows. The slurpy sound my mouth was making was really hot and erotic.

 "Yes fag....you muscle faggot.....take it...take it bitch....yeah...urhhhhhh...ahhhhhh...you are even better....than my wife", Marcus roared with ecstasy deepthroating me now.

 "Take it deep cunt....take it like you need it slut..", he forced his cock deep down my throat gagging me. My throat even swelled up by his girth. Fuck my esophagus can't handle it.

"Ahhhhh", he momentarily took his cock out and then spit inside my mouth and before I could catch my breath he rolled his huge cock back in and down my throat, I could feel his balls penetrating my mouth. 

 "Fuck Matt....he is a born slut....a true faggot cunt", he was pounding me hard and fast. His precum started erupting and I could feel it mixing with my drool. I registered his taste. It was less creamy and sour but a little bit sweet unlike Matt. I was becoming cum connoisseur and his cum had a unique taste that I wanted to taste more so I started sucking him faster keeping up the pace with his thrust. My tongue penetrated the tip of his cock and he moaned on the top of his voice.

 "Ahhhhh...ohhhhhh", it was so loud and I knew I was doing my job well. I had started learning to understand men when they were close to cumming. Matt had told me I must understand men while serving them and only cock could tell me how a man feels. He was right. Marcus's cock was throbbing in an involuntary manner indicating it was about to jizz inside my mouth. It symbolised he was enjoying my service. 

 When men made such erotic sounds while I was sucking them, I didn't know why would it make me feel proud like I did something so well. His body convulsed then I chewed on his skin and his grip tightened on my shoulders pushing his dick even more down and his balls gagging me completely.

"Fuck....I'm about to cum...slutttttr", And he pulled out. A long streak of saliva stretched from my face to his cock. "You are better than women you know old man. You have such a nice mouth that I can fuck it my eternity. I can't imagine how amazing your other hole must feel", I was staring his cock with complete lust and I didn't care he was humiliating me or what else. I just needed his cock back down my throat.

 "His other hole is owned already. Right old man?", It was Matt that I forgot was in the room. I looked at his cock and my eyes brighten up and cock leaked more precum.

 If somebody saw an alpha bodybuilder on his knees, face drooling and cock leaking gallons of precum wetting the floor, none would believe it cuz society sees muscular studs, gym going jocks and cocky bodybuilders and wrestlers as strong alphas and complete tops but they do not know there are alphas like me who are complete sluts. Actually majority of gym going freaks will go down if they are taught their real place. They are the true sluts who can handle pain perfectly but society always assumes them to be the top dogs. Little do they know sometimes only one chance is enough to bring the real side out of the gym bimbos. They will submit to you if their sensitive buttons are pressed carefully.

 (And majority of the gym trainers look like they can fuck but believe me they are the best bottoms out there. Do give a try to one.)

 "Suck me old man", Matt said jerking his cock and I quickly opened my mouth to receive his dick now. He was giving me similar aggressive fucks as Marcus but now my mouth was accustomed to it. After fucking my mouth for ten minutes Marcus pulled me out by snatching my hair and burried my face into his bushy crotch rubbing my nose all over it so that I could sniff his smell which was so erotic and similar to the stranger who fucked me. He quickly then proceed to face fuck me again deep throating me and I again started breathing through my nose. It was a series of face fucking and both men would alternatively fuck my mouth after every five minutes leaving no chance to gain my pace. I had to breath through my nose all the time enduring the erotic torture. It had been half an hour that both men continued humiliating me, using derogatory remarks and fucking me. My mouth was aching but I endured it like a pro. I had to proof to them that I was the perfect cocksucker...but why? Marcus still hadn't cum and I was surprised how much stamina this jerk had.

 Then I felt my ass cheeks parted away. I was on my knees with my arms resting on Marcus's butt. Then I felt something cold penetrating my chute and I realised it was Matt who was rimming my sensitive hole. I completely forgot about the spasming hole of mine that started convulsing as Matt's tongue entered my anal territory. He was eating my cunt, yes my cunt, sluts have cunts. He was eating me out and assaulting my sensitive spasming hole with his expert rimming skills. I wanted to moan out in joy but my mouth was gaged by Marcus's huge set of balls. Matt was deep inside my hole and started fucking me. Imagine a big burly bodybuilder getting his both holes fucked at the same.time. It was so fucking horny that I could not stand any longer and with convulsing body shot loads of cum. My every muscle was tired from the amazing orgasm but I wanted more. And again my cock moved from flaccid to hard state and was throbbing again. Matt was straddling me kissing me passionately on my back and shoulders and his slimy cock from my saliva was travelling my anus. I was in heaven as two cocks were making me happy from both sides.

 "Just like this Darius. See, how a cock makes you so slutty and weak. This proves you are a cock craving whore. You need a cock 24/7 in your life as you can't live without one now", he was chewing on my ear lobe and his hands moved towards my nipples squeezing them so tight that they burnt however I like whatever he was doing to them. Listening to his words it was now crystal clear to me that how much I try to run away or ignore my desires I cannot ignore them. He was right a cock was having such an effect on me that despite being a bodybuilder alpha I fell weak. May be it was a high time to accept and surrender and explore my new role. I'm not an alpha anymore that I used to be.

Matt started hammering my hole form back and Marcus was plumering from front and I just took both of cocks like a pro. This flapping sound if Matt's balls against my ass were music to my ears as my hole clung to his cock again to never let it go.

 "Such a natural hungry cunt you have Darius ...so...fucking ....tight", he said with hard thrust. I had endured so much pain during my workouts and Matt made me ready to endure this pain as well which always end in pleasure. He told me that only a muscle man can face such pain as their body is used to it and made for it. Again I felt my balls churn and cock swelled releasing streaks after streaks of cum with convulsing body. But all during this those men didn't stop fucking the hit out of me. The floor was filled with so much cum that it felt like someone had a huge leak. Both of them then made me stand up after fucking for about fifteen minutes and then slammed me on the table on my back. Matt took my legs up and Marcus pulled my face down hanging from the edge of the table. It was an aching position but I wanted their cocks hungrily. Marcus opened my mouth wide and again entered it with his huge cock down my esophagus and on other hand Matt continued fucking my chute hitting my prostate. Again my cock rose up and was ready to shoot again. My gosh I was so horny today and was again gonna shoot my juice.

 "Hey what--- ahhhhhh", I saw Matt's hands moving from squeezing my nipples to tweaking Marcus's.

"You are a tit man Marcus", he smiled cockily. What was going on? Alongside fucking me, I saw Matt playing with Marcus too.

 "Fuck...yeah....ahhhhh..stop it.", He said while moaning. He could have moved away but instead his chest buffed up giving more access to Matt's manipulations.

 "You love it Marcus", Matt didn't leave his nipples. Both also continued fucking me and now Marcus's thrusts got harder and rougher as his nipples were also being molested. Marcus left it to the flow and with eyes shut began to enjoy Matt's tweaking.

"AHH....what the hell dude?", Marcus didn't realise when Matt was so close to him that he kissed him. He also paused fucking me as he was clearly frustrated.

 "I don't kiss dudes", he said annoyed.

"Yeah yeah ...Marcus can fuck a guy but can't kiss one", Matt mocked him but Marcus didn't respond and continued fucking me. He also didn't stop Matt from tweaking and stretching his nipples. He again closed his eyes and hammered my mouth. Matt didn't stop there and sneakily pulled Marcus close to him by pulling his nipples.

"Fuck yeah...ahhhhhh", Marcus felt the pleasure his own nipples wore giving to him as his pace got slower in my mouth. Matt also slowed down and I was watching what was happening around me. Marcus was battling with his pleasures. Should he chose Darius's mouth or Matt's tweaking and.... he surrendered to Matt's tweaking.

 He pulled him more closer by his nipples and brushed his lips against his. "Ahhh", Marcus made a seductive moan. Soon that brush transformed into gentle touch to the lips and to a passionate kiss. Marcus didn't open his eyes, may be he was assuming his wife instead of Matt God knows but the scene was so erotic. My cock started throbbing with anticipation and heartbeat rose even more high. Both started kissing each other with passion and horniness for few minutes when Marcus parted away embarrassingly.

 "You said that you don't kiss dudes...Hun!", Matt said with a grin.

 "Fuck, you tricked me", Marcus was clearly annoyed either on Matt or at the fact he enjoyed the kiss with a man.

"Dude, why don't you admit you are gay", Matt smirked again tweaking his nipples.

"Shut up Matt...I ain't gay...let's finish this. I can't hold on longer and I wanna blast in his throat", Marcus changed the subject and increased the pounding. Matt also started fucking me harder than ever. Darius's moans were much louder now but were blocked by Marcus's bug cock. He could only drool from the coroner of his mouth.

 "You have the best cunt in the world, fag", Darius was so mad and degraded hearing the fag word but he stood his humiliation bravely.

 "Here I cum fag....take it bitch...drink all of it...eat your food slut... urhhhhhhhh...ahhhhhhhh yeah..oh yeah...take it bitch..ahhhhhhh", Marcus was moaning high shooting gallons of cum in his mouth.

 "Fuck me toooooo...ahhhhhh...yeahhhhh...I'm breeding you old ...man ....take my seed....take it like a slut....ahhhhhhhhh", Matt shot almost with Marcus. His cock swelled and the pressure of Darius's anal sphincters was intense enough to squirt all the seeds he had in his balls.

 "Mmfffff...mffhhhhh", Darius was in heaven and his body also convulsed and he started cumming like he was having seizures. His mouth was completely filled with Marcus's juice who was shooting copious amount of his man milk down his throat. Darius wanted to cough as it was too much for him to handle. How can a man produce such hefty amount of man-seed? He couldn't control and actually coughed. Spitting out some on his chin and neck. His mouth was drooling with Marcus's cum, his condition looked so pitiful. Matt feel on Darius's chest. All of the three men were breathing heavily as the post effect of orgasm was so high, they could hear each others' heartbeat.

 "Never had such a ballistic orgasm in my life. Thanks to you slut", Marcus said smiling while Darius had no response at all even Matt tried to figure out what he was thinking.

"You are selected man", Marcus said while wearing his clothes. Darius's mouth and hole was so aching that he couldn't stand straight. He dropped down to pick his clothes up but the pain was tremendous.

"Now clean the mess you created old man", Marcus handed Darius his hoodie to use as a cleaning cloth but Darius couldn't understand.

"How will I clean it?", He asked blankly. "With your hoodie old man....or you can lick it if you want", Marcus said casually. Matt came near the muscular old man and cleared the streaks of Darius's cum that he shot just recently and inserted his fingers in his mouth. Darius without any objection tasted his own cum and cleared his fingers. Being a cum connoisseur, he liked the taste of his own cum as well. Unlike Matt and Marcus his own semen tasted salty and slimy. But it was amazing.

 He dropped down on his knees and cleaned the floor with his newly bought hoodie which he didn't like at all. "Good boy, now you can wear it", Marcus grinned. Darius reluctantly wore it. He could smell his own musk from it and it was making him hard again. He was shocked that how could he ejaculate three times in a row without even using his hands. He remembered when Matt taught him to ejaculate hands free. All of his training was now being employed.

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