A Gay Man’s Tale

As soon as I got into my bedroom, I immediately took off my harness and soiled jockstrap and went for another shower. I soaped up my muscular body and scrubbed away the muck I’ve received from the grocer who fucked my ass as payment for groceries. I reached below my groin and thoroughly washed my manpussy, even reached inside myself with soapy fingers to scrub away every trace of that putrid cum from my tainted mancunt. I reached for the anal douche hose, slid the long, perforated stainless steel in my hole and turned on the faucet, blasting jets of warm water into my bowels. I placed my hand on the wall, rested my head upon my hand while arching my back, thrusting out my voluminous ass and relaxed. Water kept gushing out of my loose, relaxed hole as I sighed, not because it felt good but because I wanted that man out of me. I must stood there unaware that Toby was in the bathroom watching me. 

“Jake.” I looked up startled. “I’m sorry. I just wanted to check on you. You seem upset.”

“I’m just tired of this shit. I tired of this fucking house. I’m tired of everybody taking advantage of my body. I just want to get out of this insanity.”

He stepped closer. “Here. Let me help you.” 

I noticed that Jake took off his harness and stopped him. “Where’s your harness? I don’t want to get you in trouble.”

He took the hose from my hand. “I left it in my bedroom. The owners are out for a couple of hours so we’re fine.” He slowly spread my furry anal lips apart, slid the nozzle up my rectum and held it gently while douching my manpussy. 

I sighed again. This time, it’s because I’m being handled by someone who cares. “Thanks Toby.” He kissed my muscular arm and continued douching me. 

After a few minutes, he turned off the water. I faced him naked, raw and vulnerable. He stood close to me, reached out his hand and placed it gently on my thick chest. My cock started to rise, lifting the hem of his kilt, brushing against his cock. His cock too started to swell. He placed his lips against mine and I felt my body relax, trusting him completely. I grabbed his muscular waist and brought him closer as we kissed passionately, our tongues thrashing wildly. I unbuckled his kilt and threw it aside. I brought my firm cock against his and continued to kiss him. I was hungry for warmth, for genuine love. I whispered in his ear to fuck me. He smiled sexily, grabbed my hard cock and led me to my bed. I laid down on my back and reached my arms out for him. He crawled onto my bed, his long, thick cock drooling heavily with pre-cum. I spread my legs, opening up my furry ass, offering him my manpussy. He rubbed my swelling anal lips with thick jizz and slipped his cockhead inside me. I gasped at first then moaned as he slid his cock deep inside me. Slowly he fucked me gently, my cuntlips stroking his firm manhood. My manpussy swallowed his cock whole and he stopped momentarily as we kissed longingly. We looked deep into our eyes and I saw a man I totally trust. He smiled as he pulled out and slid back in me. He fucked me gently then he picked up the pace. I spread my muscular thighs far apart, letting him go deeper inside me. I grabbed his muscular back, clawing and kneading his manly skin. His thick bush grinded against my furry hole as he rammed himself hard and deep inside me, spewing his hot load inside me. He collapsed against my furry, muscular chest, his ragged breath slowed to a normal rhythm. We kissed again gently before he pulled his cock of my manpussy. I pouted a bit but knew that our moments are fleeting for fear of getting caught. His cum dripped a bit out of my hole but I tightened my anus because I wanted to keep him inside me a lot longer. 

He crawled out of bed to retrieve his kilt from the bathroom. “I’ll see you downstairs”, he winked. I laid in bed momentarily, thinking about Toby and our sex. And my husband. Will he be angry with me for giving up my commitment so easily for pleasure? I love my husband but I don’t know when I would see him again. I looked out the window and stared at the cloudless blue sky. Where is he? Is he looking for me? Will he ever find me? 

I got up, put on my fresh pair of jock and harness and headed downstairs for the kitchen. Two cooks were busy preparing lunch for the staff and another meal for dinner. “May the Cock bless you,” the cooks said in unison.

“Blessed be of my manpussy,” as I sat at the table wearily.

“Your lunch will be ready in a moment, Sur SamClive. How was the market run? Did you have any trouble there?”

“No. Sur DrewJim showed me around.”

“Speaking of, how’s his pregnancy coming along?”

“He’s really getting into the spirit of it,” as I rolled my eyes. “Nuts.”

“Well, get ready for it. You have an appointm-“

I held up my hand to stop him. “I know. I’ve been told.”

“You’ll be fine. It’s going to be good.”

“Easy for you to say,” I grumbled.

He brought me my lunch of chicken breast, green beans, a cup of rice and chopped bananas. I dove in and ate in silence. I dropped my fork on my empty plate and drank my juice. I got up with a sigh and decided to take a look around the house and yard. It really is a beautiful house filled with beautiful antiques. The study was lined with shelves of books but I was told that we were not allowed to read. I was about to reach for a book when a voice behind me warned not to touch the book. I turned around and saw Sam standing in the doorway.

“I-I’m sorry, sir. I was just....” and stopped.

He softened and told me sit on the leather couch. He sat next to me, his muscular frame sinking massively into the cushions. “Look,” he placed his hand gently on my knee. “I just want to take care of you. I want you to carry my baby is all.”

I pulled my knee away from him. “That’s the thing. I don’t want to be pregnant. I’m not meant to be pregnant. I’m a man. Men shouldn’t get pregnant. Why are you doing this?”

“You’re in our country now and children is what we long for. There are no women here so it makes sense for you to have our child. We CHOSE you. We see your special qualities and you’re our beautiful candidate to bear wondrous blessings. A child. Can’t you see why we chose you?”

I shook my head. “No.”

“Doesn’t matter. You have an appointment tomorrow so it’s going to happen.”

I sat in silence. In defeat. What can I do?

“Come. I want to show you something.”

He stood up and led me upstairs to a room. It’s a nursery. I walked past him and slowly walked up to an empty bassinet. I paused there, staring at the smooth sheet and pillow. He crept close behind me, slipped his arms up to my chest and gripped my beefy pecs. “Mmmm...I can’t wait for those jugs to get filled with milk.” He licked the side of my neck and inhaled my scent. “Mmmmm.”

I stood there, frozen. There was no way out of this nightmare. I’m going to........have a baby. 

He pressed his hard-on against my ass and said that he wanted to fuck me. He grinded his pelvis into me, wanting me. He unbuckled his pants and it fell to the floor. He yanked his underwear down to his knees and grabbed his thick cock and forced his way inside me. I gripped the bassinet and spread my legs to let him in. He grabbed my tit hard as he bit my neck. He was getting rough with me. “You little slut. You’re gonna take my cock and you’re gonna take my seed. You’re going to carry my baby, ya hear!?” He rammed his cock hard inside my manpussy as if he was driving home a point. 

“Yes sir.”

“What’s that, you slut?”

“Yes sir!” I said louder. He slid his fat cock inside me and I took it in deeply. 

“Again!”

“YES SIR!”

He pummeled my ass so hard, my anal lips just popped out, taking in his cock with ease. He grabbed my muscular waist and continued fucking my ass hard. I stifled my breath, not wanting to make a noise. 

“Baby. You’re gonna be a hot fucking motherfucker carrying my baby, ya hear?” His voice croaked as he fucked me harder and harder. Soon he gave me one hard thrust and released his jizz inside me. He rested his forehead on my shoulder as he slid his hand back to my manly breast, pulling my thick nipple. 

“I love you.”

I was startled to hear his declaration of love. I stiffened and didn’t dare say a word. He slipped his cock out of me and pulled up his pants. I straightened up though his cum dripped out of my mancunt. I turned and faced him. 

His face hardened. “I’ll see you downstairs.” He turned abruptly and left. 

I stood alone in the nursery, my hand absentmindedly resting on my “pregnant” stomach. I’m going to have a baby and it starts tomorrow...

To be continued..