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Epilogue

Voyeur and I still went to that bar, but mostly we went on Friday nights, Ginger was right, it was better. He still enjoyed watching me get fucked. I still thought of him as a voyeur. While that was not  technically correct, because he also liked to fuck me and not just watch others fuck me and he really didn’t enjoy watching other guys getting fucked, I still thought of him as one because he always liked to watch me, every time and everywhere regardless of who or how many or how often. And he got off on it in such a big way. He also didn’t always fuck me right there and then after other guy(s) had finished. Sometime, he waited til we got home. Watching was evidently enough… sometimes… at least ‘til we got home.

After the night I first went home with him, I started bringing him inside the sex room with me. He no longer had to listen at the door. Sometimes he would even recruit a guy or two. He really liked it when he saw an attractive guy, we both liked muscular bodies, and would go up to him, point me out in the bar and ask him if he wanted to fuck my ass. He got a big laugh out of their response because they always thought that he was kidding or just plain crazy. Then he’d call me over and prove he was for real.  We got some very interesting reactions and facial expressions, but not many refusals.

He particularly liked watching me getting fucked by Huge Cock. He did, in fact, join us on that Wednesday night. When I talked to Hugh Cock about it, he had very specific questions all revolving around whether Voyeur would be fucking me too, would I still be sucking his dick, did Voyeur want to suck him off, etc?  It seemed that since he had found my mouth and ass could take him he wasn’t much interested in fumbling around with someone who couldn’t like he had been doing before we met. When I explained that Voyeur wanted mostly to watch and if he did participate then Voyeur and he wouldn’t be sharing me but that Voyeur and I would be sharing him, he warmed to the idea. He particularly liked it when I assured him that while I would be sucking his dick I thought Voyeur was interested in sucking his balls and maybe eating his ass. I planted the seed of what it might feel like to have two mouths exploring his body. It didn’t take much convincing to a guy who had until recently experienced a 27 month dry spell!

Turned out Voyeur was more than just interested in watching, he liked Hugh Cock too, can’t say that I blamed him.  So, he never really just watched. Voyeur also liked helping us out. Voyeur licked what part of Huge Cock’s cock was still outside my ass while he was inserting it into my hole to fuck me. It still took a while to get it all the way inside me. Voyeur kept it nice and wet by licking and adding spit and coconut oil while Huge Cock was still inserting his pole in my hole. Sometimes he also licked my hole and Huge Cock’s dick at the same time while it was still not all the way in to help it slide in easier. While it went in a lot easier over time than it did the first time, it still took going slow. Unlike the more usually sized cocks that a guy can just shove in, his took finessing.

We got better at the actual fucking part too.  He could pull out and push back in a lot deeper, faster and stronger than the first time. Once his cock was inside, my ass just seemed to adjust.  But it still took time getting it in. I’m sure he had stretched my hole because when he was fucking me his cock felt really good sliding in and out with a lot less pain. Make no mistake, there was still pain but not as much as there was the first time but I was still sore all the next day and walked a little funny.  Lots of coconut oil and poppers helped, but more and more frequently we got a really good rhythmic fuck going.  He could actually pull out all the way to the head before shoving all of it all the way back in all in one quick stroke.  Increasingly, I could handle many more quick strokes in rapid succession. Eventually, he was fucking me faster and my ass was getting better at taking a good pounding from his big fat cock.  Even though it still hurt so good, occasionally I sometimes had to tell him to slow down. Like I said, poppers helped.  And I bought coconut oil by the tub!  I also bought a large hand mirror which helped just as much as I thought it would. Watching his thick long log all lubed up slowly slipping inside me and disappearing in my ass was still the hottest thing I’d ever seen…and felt.

His dry spell count certainly had become very much shorter! The three of us would get together about once a week at our place, which beat the hell out of the 27 month plus dry spell he had had when we hooked up that first night in the sex restroom of the bar.

I’m sure it helped that while I was sucking his cock keeping it stiff and ready for his second load Voyeur was down there licking, sucking and stimulating his balls into producing. Voyeur really liked sucking Huge Cock’s big balls. When he first saw them his mouth dropped open almost as wide as his eyes popped open.

So while I was swallowing as much of his cock as I could fit into my mouth and throat, Voyeur was stuffing Huge Cock’s balls into his mouth. Huge Cock liked it so much that frequently he just sat or lied down after fucking my hole, spread his legs and told Voyeur to suck his balls before he and I even got started on my sucking his cock, which also gave Huge Cock time to rest and work up a second, sometimes third, and a few times fourth load. Huge Cock would just watch with a big grin on his face while Voyeur had a mouth full of Hugh Cock’s balls looking up at Huge Cock while sucking, licking, slurping.

He usually sucked Huge Cock’s balls from behind or underneath which allowed Voyeur to be able to also eat his ass which I’d learned they both liked a lot…really a lot.  Especially the tongue fucking.  During one session Voyeur ate Huge Cock’s ass for a full half hour, licked, sucked and slurped like a starving man eating his first meal after a long, long fast. Then they made out. Then we all made out. Even Huge Cock wanted to taste his own ass and I certainly did. At times after fucking me, Hugh Cock would lie on his stomach right after pulling out and Voyeur’s mouth would just dive right into his ass.

Huge Cock and I tried me sucking his cock all the ways we could think of and each attempt just kept bringing home his point of how having a huge cock wasn’t easy and that the reality was not at all what the fantasy conjured up. The needle on my sympathy meter was permanently fixed at full tilt.

When he shot his load, I actually felt it hit the back of my mouth, tasted it as he filled my mouth and felt it slide down my throat. Since he came in several big rapid spurts, it flooded my throat as it slid down. At first I didn’t know how to handle it all as he kept cumming and cumming before I learned to breathe and swallow properly. So, me, the guy with very little gag reflex, choked, coughed and gasped for air. Tears came to my eyes. It was so embarrassing. But we all laughed.  This was no ordinary load.

Once after what felt like a particularly full load, I pushed it all out into a measuring cup. I pushed out just over 1 1/2 ounces, about five tablespoons. It was delicious and felt great as Voyeur slowly poured it down my throat.

He came in such large amounts, that when he pulled his cock out of my ass after shooting a load, his cock was almost completely covered with his cum.  I loved licking his cum from his cocksicle.

I came to be able to time my swallowing to catch each one of the squirts or sometimes I liked to hold them in my mouth before swallowing. I got to taste it more and feel it fill my mouth and swish it around against my cheeks rubbing it on the roof of my mouth and feeling it on my tongue before controlling the flow down my throat, enjoying the full taste of his cum loads. When I wasn’t catching and collecting his spurts in my mouth but swallowing them as he shot them directly down my throat, I learned to breathe through my nose while he was shooting.  As I said, we kept experimenting.

I got better at swallowing his dick too. On particularly good nights, we would measure how much was still left outside of my mouth then compare that to the length of his cock, so I knew I was getting his entire cock head down my throat and on occasion a very small part of his shaft, sometimes an inch or two, the most was 2 ½ inches plus the head.  Also I could feel it when the hard lip of his mushroom head passed into and out of my throat.

By the way, Huge Cock’s cum tasted even better than his precum

I was practically addicted to it. It was an unusual mix of salty with a touch of funky earthy musk and was thick and velvety smooth, and very creamy. We still had the same deal, one load in my mouth for every load he dumped in my ass. I knew that he would rather have dumped his load in my ass, it was uncomfortable for him in my mouth, but I liked tasting his cum and feeling it slide down my throat, so the deal remained…mostly.

He came up with some interesting compromises. I always sucked his cock clean after he dumped his load in my ass and on most occasions he’d dig it out of my ass and feed it to me. He decided that counted as a load in my mouth not in my ass. Increasingly he’d save up several loads during the week and bring them to me in a glass to drink. He usually brought me around 10-12 ounces. It was really good with chocolate doughnuts!  Occasionally he froze a week’s worth of loads in a condom and brought me a cumsicle.  On those nights all his loads went in my ass.

And those gifts of his collected cum got more frequent, and larger, so he made it clear where he preferred to shoot his load. It also probably had something to do with how much better we got at fucking.  But every load in my ass meant a full-on fuck and I never could take more than five full-on fucks from him in one night and usually only four. I suppose that was an improvement since I started out at only one.  A full-on fuck of his cock plowing my ass moving in and out for the full 13 and 3/4 inch length, stretching my ass ramming his big 9 ½ inch thick log of a cock deep inside my hole over and over feeling it push along the sides of my anal canal, his hard thick skin covered boner rubbing against the soft muscle tissue of my ass before he would shoot his load would take about 20-30 minutes of constant fucking each time.  But it still hurt so damn good!

He usually didn’t pull out between loads. We would just lie there with his cock still in my ass until I could feel him starting to fill out its full size and getting harder and longer and deeper in my ass, filling up my hole as the sign that he was ready to go again.  Even soft his cock filled my hole and never slipped out.  Leaving his cock inside me between fucks kept me open and it wasn’t necessary to go through the insertion all over again. And even soft, it felt fantastic deep inside me filling my hole. As far as I was concerned, he could keep his cock inside my ass forever!

Most of our sessions ran rather long.  Frequently he’d stay overnight. I particularly liked it when he stayed over and we went to sleep with his cock filling my hole. We had to get Voyeur’s permission to do that, of course, because it meant that Voyeur wouldn’t be the last dick in my hole for the night.  We finally settled that on those occasions, Voyeur would fuck me and dump his load and then Huge Cock would slip inside me but not fuck me. He’d just lie inside me with his cock up my ass. He liked it as much as I did, even if he didn’t get to fuck me. His excuse was that my ass kept his dick nice and warm! I didn’t need an excuse. I just liked it. But I suspected that the real truth was that he loved knowing and proving that his huge cock could fit all the way inside me and then just stay inside me even as it got soft without slipping out…something no other guy’s cock could do…that was his unexpected benefit of having the dick of death. And I loved being able to go to sleep with the feeling in my ass that it was filled with his big thick cock, no pain just pure comfortable completely-filled-hole  satisfied pleasure… that was my unexpected benefit of getting fucked by the dick of death. I would have liked to have also been able to wake up with his cock still in my ass, but one of us would always roll over during the night and he’d pull out or I’d pull off. Occasionally I would feel his length and width leaving my hole and it would sort of wake me into that semi-aware but not awake dreaming state as I felt his massive log vacate my once full hole.  But mostly, I didn’t.  I just woke up in the morning with an empty hole and the disappointment that it was empty.

The first night that we slept with him deep inside me, when his morning wood tried to wake me up the next morning, I wouldn’t let him fuck me. I wanted him to shoot his loads on my breakfast. He left a thick white covering on the top of my scrambled eggs. There was enough in one load to fully cover a slice of toast and it certainly tasted better than butter or jam! There was also enough in a load to turn my coffee from black to a light brown caramel color just like any other creamer! It only took that one morning for him to figure out that if he started bringing jars of stored up cum for my breakfast then his morning wood could fuck the shit out of my ass which it and he did every time after that when his wood woke up anywhere near my hole.

That part of the fantasy was just as good as the reality, big cock, big balls…big loads. Both he and Voyeur enjoyed watching me eating his cum on my food, but not as much as I enjoyed eating it. Sometimes, Voyeur would also taste some of it. Occasionally, Hugh Cock would ask me to feed him some of it.

Voyeur and I developed sort of a routine of going to the bar on most Friday and Saturday nights, Huge Cock usually on Wednesdays and then the once a month Sunday gangbangs with the 3 burly bears, ‘S’, Ginger and his neighbor. They weren’t pleased that I brought Voyeur to that first Sunday gangbang, but I said that if Ginger could invite someone, so could I. They finally agreed but then also agreed to limit the group to the 7 of them from then on. It seems that they really did bond over sharing my ass and they weren’t interested in sharing it with anyone else. From their talk, they also appeared to get together outside of these Sunday fuck fests.

That first Sunday gangbang went on for almost 11 hours, but after the initial enthusiasm wore off, we didn’t go much over 7-9 hours. But they really were all day long gangbang fucks. These guys had stamina!  Never thought I’d ever say this, but my ass couldn’t take much more than that of getting constantly fucked the whole day.  Who knew?  But it sure was fun while it lasted.

Pube Patch did, in fact, bring his rim chair and his balls did, in fact, hang down with his ass and crack. He liked them sucked along with his ass eaten and at the same time, if at all possible. Voyeur spent a lot more time under there than I did.  

Ginger had a sling which is why I guess his house was chosen. I spent a lot of time in that sling with Ginger’s cock in my ass fucking me every way he could think of for this was no ordinary sling. It had been customized to combine the benefits of the multiple positions of a swing with a modified sling structure. The angle of the leather seat could be adjusted from the traditional seat position to almost completely flat. Another set of chains could be adjusted to raise or lower the angle from 180 degrees flat to as high as 120 degrees perpendicular to the floor. Besides stirrups at both ends, it also contained a seat belt so that along with the support of the stirrups, my feet or head could be at the top of that 120 degree angle position and it would still hold me firmly in place. It had side pockets with Velcro flaps for poppers.  A pair of ankle straps, in addition to the stirrups for me, allowed Ginger to lie under or on top of me on the swing and fuck me in very unique degrees and angles. 

The height of the stirrups, straps, mounting points and swing could all be adjusted by chains which could be lowered or raised by adjusting each individual link one at a time for the full length of the chains. Therefore lots of heights were possible as well as angles. It could be rotated 360 degrees. In short, this could be adjusted to fit almost anything Ginger’s imagination could conjure up. And believe me he had a very active and creative imagination. He truly loved using me in  that sling.

Ginger’s friend fucked OK but was great at ass eating and gave a really good, really deep tongue fuck. I think part of what made it so good is he would constantly massage my ass cheeks while he chowed down on my ass and tongue fucked my hole.  A trick I think he got from Ginger who liked to massage my bubble butt cheeks while he fucked me.

His friend also liked to eat my ass while I was sucking Ginger’s cock. That happened in the sling as well. We did that at all kinds of angles.  Sometimes he’d have me lie on my stomach with my head hanging over the end, with the swing almost flat.  While I was sucking Ginger’s cock, his friend would spread my legs, strap in my ankles and eat my ass from the other end. They’d push me back and forth to each other in a gentle slow motion. With Ginger shoving his cock in my mouth when the swing brought me to him, holding onto the chains to give him total control over my mouth. He’d hold his cock in my mouth fucking it for awhile, either by pumping his cock in and out of my mouth or by pulling the swing back and forth so that my mouth slid up and down his cock then he’d push me back to his friend to eat my ass and tongue fuck my hole. This went on for awhile until his friend stood up and fucked the shit out of me and Ginger grabbed my head, fucked my mouth and dumped his load.

Then they would turn me around 180 degrees bringing my other hole to them to have their way with that hole. That worked whether I was lying on my stomach or my back. Ginger and his friend particularly liked to have a couple of the other guys beat off all over me and cover my face and body with their loads at the same time they were shooting in my ass and mouth.

Anchor Bicep was always eager to clean me up after those dumps and he also kept eating the loads from my ass throughout the day. He always shared so I never felt deprived of a good mouth full of cum. Not that any of the guys were shy about fucking my mouth and dropping a load or two.  Love kissing a guy with a mouthful of cum.

Ginger would also crawl onto the swing, lie on his back and fuck me sitting on top of his cock with the rhythm of the swing’s movement. It was like being fucked on a water bed.  Occasionally they also fucked me in the traditional position of just sitting in the sling in the chair shape, but they preferred to experiment with the unique positions this customized sling could provide. And why wouldn’t they?

 My favorite was when Ginger would raise my ass up high, strap my feet into the stirrups which spread my legs and stretched my hole wide open. He’d crawl up the frame he had built around it and fuck my open exposed vulnerable hole like he was riding a bronco while his friend was kneeling at my head feeding me his cock. Ginger would also eat my hole in this position and tongue fuck me. His friend really loved to eat my ass and tongue fuck my hole in this position, in fact this position was his idea. This position kept my hole stretched open for greater access without them or me having to grab my cheeks to spread them open and therefore left their hands free to explore my balls, cock nips etc. It worked equally as well whether I was laying on my back or stomach.

Ginger also showed the rest of the group how to fuck me in several unusual positions made possible by the flexibility of the sling. He even double fucked me in the sling except when the other cock in my ass belonged to ‘S’ who liked to hold me while he was standing up. I have to admit, the sling and its positions were very comfortable and different. And the movement and angles added new sensations to familiar actions.  I spent a lot of time in that sling.

 As I said, ‘S’ really liked to double fuck me standing up. He was the only one who would hold me while double fucking my ass. All the other guys did it on the bed or in the sling.  After ‘S’ had fucked my ass for awhile alone, laying his pipe hard and aggressively, banging his balls against my ass cheeks and rubbing his pubes against my ass to ensure maximum penetration, he would pick me up off the bed with his cock still in my ass, I would wrap my legs around his waist throw my hands around his neck and he would issue invites, by name, to join his cock inside my hole. “My cock’s feeling lonely, (insert name) get your fuckin dick in this hole and keep my cock company.” or  “(insert name) bring your cock up here and rub it up against mine all the way deep into this hole.” You get the idea. Everyone got an invite at sometime during the afternoon. He always double fucked me with every one of the other guys. He tried not to play favorites, but I knew who he liked best because when his cock was deep inside me slipping against another hard cock in my hole and with whom he felt they got into a really good rhythm, his kisses were particularly passionate, hungry, aggressive, eager, forceful and his tongue particularly strong and active and it was all just oh so fuckin hot! His tongue deep in my mouth and his and another cock equally deep in my ass. Occasionally the second cock would cum before ‘S’ did or ‘S’ had also cum but just wanted to keep fucking his cum deep inside me. In those cases, he would just stay inside me and issued another invite. “OK, you’re spent pull out. (insert name) get up here and let my cock stroke yours inside this hot hole” for example.

While Huge Cock’s cock would assault my prostrate, in a double fuck with ‘S’ and whomever, my prostrate got massaged; long, deep and pleasurably. ‘S’ knew how to work his cock and the thickness of the two cocks inside me into a deep, smooth sensuous massage that more often than not made me cum without ever touching my dick since my hands were used to hold on to ‘S’. He and Voyeur were particularly good at it. Together they always made me cum.  My training with Huge Cock really came in handy for these double fucks, because even together no two of them were as thick as Huge Cock’s cock was all by itself.

Over an afternoon I would normally get doubled fucked at least 6 times; always ‘S’ in combo with each of the other guys. Ginger, more often than not, wanted at least one double in the swing and occasionally, some of the other guys would form separate doubles. Jim and Anchor Bicep made another good pair. The most I took was 13 double fucks in one afternoon. So with the single cock fucks and the doubles, my ass was really very busy on those Sundays …and happy, very happy…sore, but happy!

I could never stop Anchor Bicep from getting under us to suck their cocks, when ‘S’ was one of the doubles and holding me standing up, which is what I also wanted to do, tasting it straight from my hole.  But each single fuck I got from ‘S’ whether or not he had cum, he would  always let me suck his BBC clean and also suck his balls, which he liked a lot and which if I “forgot” he would remind me by saying something like “You’re not finished yet. Balls need a good sucking.”  or “Get back here and get my balls in your mouth.”  I never actually “forgot”, I just liked hearing him telling me to do it. He also liked his baby smooth ass eaten and tongue fucked, which I never forgot!

 ‘S’ also always liked his pits smelled, licked and sucked. And a full body tongue bath if he got sweaty enough during the day or if he came to the gangbang having not showered for a few days and some particularly hard workouts which gave him a very strong intoxicating scent. Arriving this way was a special request of mine which he agreed to immediately. When he did arrive this way he’d walk over to me, shove one of his pits into my face and say loud enough so the group could hear, something like “I fuckin stink, clean me up,” or “Haven’t showered for four days, get to work.”, etc.

The group was always very vocal during these tongue baths. They usually made me concentrate mostly on what you’d think they would; his balls, and cock, only occasionally his pecs and nipples, and on his crack and hole. Personally, I always made sure that his guns were well licked and sucked because they were a part of him that I rarely got to put in my mouth.  His cock, balls crack and hole, I was always sucking.  And I liked it best when he flexed while I was sucking then so I could feel even more of his bicep fill my mouth. He always winked and smiled at me when he flexed.

But I was always more than happy to smell, lick, suck and taste whatever he or the group wanted me to, as often as he or they wanted me to and for as long as he or they wanted me to. For me, black guys just smell and taste better than white guys. They have a virile, robust, heavier, potent, earthier, funkier, muskier, powerful scent and taste, especially muscled black guys like ‘S’.  As the Campbell’s soup commercial used to go:  M’m! M’m! Good!  (It’s on YouTube for those who aren’t old enough to remember and are wondering what the hell I’m writing about.)

Jim somehow found out that I liked to eat my food with cock and cum.  When it was time for lunch, the guys would put out a buffet for them, you know; sandwiches, chips, beer and such but not me. My lunch was always just fillings; tuna salad, egg salad, ham salad, etc. no bread and some other soft spreads like humus, guacamole, cream cheese, peanut butter, jam, whip cream, Nutella, etc., anything spreadable. And I was always fed.

Jim would dunk his cock in whatever it was and then feed me my lunch. He also liked spreading my lunch on his balls, or deep inside his hairy crack or pits, across his chest, on his nips and abs and then tell me to lick it all up.  He’d place the head of his cock in my mouth to hold it down with his shaft sticking straight out between us and spread my food on it. Then he’d slowly push his shaft into my mouth saying things like open wide, suck it in, eat me, take it all, lick it up, etc.  He also got suggestions from the group on what to put where and how I should eat it. A few of the guys liked to join in occasionally. The first time that Pube Patch saw this, of course he immediately started putting my lunch on his patch and would tell me to lick it up. I always got a mouth full of his pubic hair along with whatever else I was eating and I’d feel them tickle my throat as I swallowed.

Sometimes, Jim would use part of my lunch as lube to fuck me. He particularly liked using peanut butter. He also liked to shove his cock and fingers in my ass and make me lick them feeding me my lunch and occasionally some left over cum still in my ass or part of his fresh load. Actually peanut butter and cum tasted of just peanut butter, not like the eggs or toast or coffee of Huge Cock’s big loads where I could really taste his cum.

Jim would also dunk his cock in whatever they gave me to drink or pour it on his cock and make me lick and suck it off. Occasionally, he’d beat off into it or have someone who was ready to shoot do it and then watch me drink it. And sometimes what came out of his cock wasn’t just cum. He especially liked to watch me drink a beer that he had flavored. And he liked to give Anchor Biceps a special steel straw to use to suck the loads from my ass during the day. Then give it to me to use for my beer. Again beer and cum tasted of just beer. Because it was smooth, the straw never collected enough cum inside of it to flavor the liquid, but it did provide a real depth inside my ass when he was sucking out the cum.

These guys liked to get creative and experiment. If some guy in a bar told them a wild story of something that he had done once in a gangbang or something of what someone else had told him they once did, they wanted to try it. Or if they had read something different in a porn story or watched something in a porn flick, they wanted to try it. Or found something on the internet. I suspected that they purposefully solicited ideas at the gym or a bar, or wherever, to try out on our Sunday gangbangs. Not much escaped their notice. They were always trying new things.

Once Jim brought a jock he bought on the internet that he paid to have customized. It was crusted with sweat, precum, cum and piss. It probably had been collecting all this for months. While Pube Patch was fucking me one Sunday, Jim placed the jock over my nose and mouth and held it tight enough against my face that I almost chocked on the smell. Then he shoved the entire pouch in my mouth and told me not to take it out until it was all nice and clean and soft. I must confess it did taste good. And it took a long time to get all that crusted fluid softened and dissolved in my mouth. I could still taste it for days. Did I mention that I’m very, very, very oral? 

There wasn’t much these guys wouldn’t try…and they had all day to exercise the results of their creativity, curiosity and research.

So once a month, I always ended up with a gut and ass flooded with their DNA, my body covered in their sweat, scent, precum and cum and fully used, abused and exhausted. I never showered on those Sundays. Voyeur liked their smell on me too. If Monday was a holiday and I didn’t have to go to work, I’d wait til Tuesday. 

But whether it was at the bar, or our nights with Huge Cock, or the monthly Sunday gangbangs; regardless of what, or who, I did or we did, when or where or how many, or how many times, at the end of the night my ass always went home with Voyeur and he knew that he would always be my last fuck of the night. Frequently he was the first of the day, but he was always the last...for 42 years.