The following is a work of erotic fiction depicting graphic sexual scenes and is meant to be enjoyed by a mature, faggot hole loving, audience.
“Rodney” – That’s Captain Faggot
It’s the summer of 1990. I’m a horny 18-year-old boy.
I can’t wait for bowling Tuesdays so that I can go to my best friend Junior’s house to watch his dad’s porn and milk his cock. I know it’s taboo, and we never really talk about it … it’s always this hidden unspeakable thing that we just never mention, no matter how many times I drain his balls.
But it isn’t until Rodney that I really know that I’m meant to be a faggot hole.
This summer Junior and I are 18, just before we start grade 11, Rodney is 19 and in going to be in grade 12. Tall, blonde and with well-defined muscles – Rodney’s a basketball player. Junior’s older sister Lisa, who is also in grade 12, is dating him.
Lisa is a pretty Italian girl with thick unusually straight hair and long pretty lashes. And like most girls at 18 has larger hips and big tits. She can’t really wear cleavage revealing tops at our uniformed Catholic high school, so she often chooses to wear very tight turtlenecks. And all the boys like her. Shit, I fucking like her. Her big tits are hot.
Sometimes, I fantasize that Lisa is the Captain’s daughter and Rodney, who is Pirate Tom Selleck’s son, shares her with his junior-pirate mates below deck… because even though I was milking Junior’s cock every week, I didn’t really fantasize about me taking cock, but about Lisa taking it.
I like how tall Rodney is. He was at least over 6 feet and towers over me. And I really like his blonde hair.
One lunch this summer in Junior’s kitchen when we were all eating Chef Boyardee, Rodney caught me staring at the fair blonde hairs on his forearm as he rested it on the kitchen table. He gave me a smirk when I looked up at him because I realized he noticed me staring. And, like a true little gay boy with a crush, I blushed and quickly turned away.
You see, I didn’t realize it yet… but he totally knew I was a cock worshipping, cum slurping hole too. Or, at least, he would come to know it.
On this Tuesday night, I arrive at Junior’s house ready to suck his dick only to find that this bowling night, unlike every other time previously, Lisa has not left their house yet and was upstairs still getting ready to go out to a friend’s.
“Junior is in the basement!” she yells at me, hearing me come through the front door.
As I make my way to the basement, I heard it - right as I was starting to go down the stairs – The Captain’s slurping and moaning… I bound down the stairs to warn Junior that his sister is still in the house only to find Rodney and a few of his basketball buddies sitting in the basement rec room watching The Captain porn… WITH Junior.
I stop suddenly, taking a moment to register the scene.
With a room full of the popular basketball boys watching my favourite porn looking at me, all I could muster is a… “Hey.”
On the TV, the Captain is sucking Tom Selleck’s fat cock, and knowing this porn so well I know it is only a matter of moments before the rest of his crew gathers around her and joins in.
To seem cool, Junior slaps Rodney on the arm and says: “This is Rickie’s favourite scene.”
Rodney laughs and makes eye contact with me. “Well then… pull up a seat!”
With all the boys having taken the couch, love seat and recliner, I take a spot on the floor, sitting down just in front of Junior who is sitting at the end of the couch. I lean back against the end of the sofa’s arm.
Junior, sitting just behind me, nudges me with his knee and gives me his trademark mischievous smirk as the boys are focused on the Captain slurping away.
The Captain is already on her knees sucking on Tom Selleck’s fat cock. She fake-resists at first, slowly licking the head of his floppy cock.
“Put it in your mouth,” he barks and she opens her mouth and slowly starts sucking.
The camera angle switches to a higher POV angle of her on her knees getting him hard.
Cut to Tom Selleck’s face, “Look up at me,” he orders.
She looks straight up into the camera as she strokes and swallows him.
She’s using both hands to tug on him and begins sucking faster, starting to make gagging sounds as he gets harder and goes deeper.
“You like that, don’t you?”
“Uh huh,” she manages to respond looking up at the camera, in between gags.
“That’s a good wench,” pirate Tom Selleck says, in character.
He is fully hard now, dripping from her spit.
Tom Selleck places each hand on either side of the Captain’s head and begins to aggressively smash her face down on his cock.
With her hands pressing against his bare legs, the Captain is gagging loudly, her spit splashing.
Rodney squirms in the recliner a bit, re-setting his legs. As nonchalantly as I can, I look over to see the bulge in his jeans. He feels me looking and turns towards me. “I can see why you like this one,” he says as he readjusts his cock in his straining jeans.
Just then Lisa and her friend come in, ready to go. “You guys are watching this again,” she says disgusted, “Dad is totally going to catch you, Junior… Rodney, let’s go!”
Junior pauses the video, and the boys laugh to fill the awkward and sexually charged silence as they gather themselves to leave. Rodney stands and as he passes me still sitting on the floor, he tussles my hair. “Enjoy!”
“You fucking wish you boys could get laid” I could hear Lisa saying as the group of horny boys laughed, joked and pushed each other as they left.
As soon I heard the front door close shut, I flipped around on my knees and pulled out Junior’s cock and sucked him so hard that he shot his load down my throat before he could even push play again on the video.
After that, for the rest of the summer Rodney and the boys would often come over on Tuesdays and watch Junior’s Dad’s porn with us before they would leave to go hang out for the night. And every time after they all left to do popular-high-school-teenager things, Junior and I would continue to watch porn and I would suck him and he’d fuck me until he would nut down my throat, or in my hole… or sometimes both.
Later that summer on a weekend, Junior’s dad was taking the Lisa-Rodney gang to a soccer game and then to get ice cream. The basement was filled with their sleeping bags and tents because they were all sleeping over and on Sunday morning Junior’s dad was driving them to Hamilton to catch a bus to take them up north on a camping trip for a week.
After they left us alone in the house, Junior went to grab a porn and of course, he put on The Captain video. Sure enough, it was set just before she started sucking on Tom Selleck’s fat cock. And we were primed to start our scene.
At this point, we had our routine pretty well established… Junior would put on one of his dad’s pornographic movies, he had a few of them. He would almost instantly get hard and take his impressive dick out and start playing with himself, showing off for me. When I couldn’t help but watch him, he would motion me to come closer… and I’d just start sucking. And just recently, he started fucking me.
So, with The Captain working on Tom Selleck’s cock, Junior pulled his shorts down and started playing with his dick. I sat at the other end of the couch focusing on the TV. Junior kept looking over at me, waiting for me to start watching him.
“C’mon,” he finally said, “You know you want to suck it.”
When I turned to face him, he held his hard beautiful cock at the base and shook it a few times… I couldn’t help but smile.
I did want to suck his cock. So much.
I flipped to my knees and just like The Captain, I started licking his balls, with Junior still holding on to his dick.
“Finally,” Junior moaned, leaning back and putting his hands behind his head.
With one hand I circled the base of his nut sack pulling his balls down so his cock stood up tall, and as I started to lick up and down the side of his shaft, I sturdied myself with my other had against his side.
I could hear The Captain getting more aggressive with Tom Selleck, and so I started to get more aggressive too by sucking on Junior’s big fat head, tonguing, and flicking it in between swallowing his cock. I try to get to the base of his rock-hard cock, but he was thick and pretty long. I could do it… but I had to drop my jaw as much as I could and arch my back, sticking my ass in the air to get his hard cock to go down my throat just the right way.
Just as The Captain was getting sloppier and gagging, so was I…
Junior’s dick is wet with all of my spit and I was deep throating him now with reams of phlegm lubricating my throat. The whole time I’m pinching his scrotum, and pulling on his nuts, wet from my saliva.
Junior sits up and I flip around, kneeling on the floor with my back now to the TV. I come up for air – horking a big ball of spit onto his dripping cock and jerk him hard.
I shift to get a more comfortable and effective angle for my next dive and out of the corner of my eye I see movement in the basement window. It was on the back wall behind Junior so he didn’t see him…
Rodney.
Rodney is in the backyard, crouching down and watching us through the basement window from outside.
The moment my eyes find Rodney’s and before I can react or say anything, Junior grabs the sides of my head with each hand. And I know what that means.
Junior guides my head down to his hard, sloppy cock. Whis his hand cupped under my chin, and after a few slowly guided swallows to make sure he was all the way in, Junior starts smashing my face up and down on his dick, growing faster and harder with each push.
Like always, I hold on to his thighs as he grunts and I gag. My nose is running as my face smashes against his lower stomach as he deep-hate-fucks my throat.
I don’t know why I don’t stop him to tell him that Rodney is watching… most of me is just trying to keep my jaw open and breath as he fucks my face.
“Arggh!” he yells as he starts shooting his load down my throat.
After the third or fourth spasm, I drop my jaw even more and push my face into him.
Junior puts his elbows on my head and pushes down. His cock feels like it is in my lungs. And I can feel him shoot a few more times before he lets me lift my head gasping for air.
Without looking up, I dutifully lick his cock clean – swallowing every bit of spit and jizz as I can, admittedly performing for Rodney… if he was still looking. I more than matched The Captain’s enthusiastic motivation and enjoyment.
I sit up and glance at the window. Rodney and I lock eyes again. If I didn’t know any better, I think he is liking what he’s seeing.
Not turning away this time, and mimicking Junior’s mischievous smirk, I wipe my bottom lip with the back of my hand.
Junior drops his head back and sighs, holding his sloppy dick in his hand.
Sitting back on my knees I finally make a fake quick turn of my head, “Wait… Did you hear that?”
Junior instantly sits up straight and listens just for a second before he reaches for the remote and quickly pulls his shorts up.
“… I think they’re home early,” I continue.
Junior quickly ejects the tape and starts to run upstairs to put it back.
Rodney isn’t in the window anymore.
Just as Junior had jumped back on the couch beside me and switched the channel, we hear the gang come through the front door. Laughing and still finishing their Diary Queen, they all eventually join us in the basement.
Rodney wouldn’t look directly at me or say anything to me for the rest of the night.
Later, we all watched a Friday the 13th movie (on Beta too) and now it was time for everyone to turn in. The boys started to pull out their sleeping bags and get set up in the basement, while the girls took theirs up to Lisa’s room.
“We are leaving at 6am tomorrow, so go to sleep,” Mr. Giancolo says from the top of the stairs. “No staying up all night comparing dick sizes and wanking it.”
“Where are you sleeping?” one of the guys ask me, as we start to follow Mr. Giancolo up the stairs.
With one of his hands on my shoulder, Mr. Giancolo answers for me: “Oh, when he sleeps over Rickie crashes in Junior’s room. Junior has a queen bed.”
Rodney, who was bent over laying out his sleeping bag quickly stands straight up and quickly scans us until his eyes find mine.
“Good night, guys,” I say.
Without breaking my eyes fixed on Rodney, I smile and add: “Have a good time camping.”
I can feel Rodney staring as we turn off the basement lights and go upstairs.
Junior and I took off our clothes and jump into bed with just our little boy tighty-whitey briefs on.
From Junior’s bedroom doorway, Mr. Giancolo says: “We will try not to make too much noise tomorrow morning when we’re leaving… But the same goes for you guys… no staying up all night wanking it. Ok? … Got that, Rickie?”
“Yes Sir” I laughed.
And with that he switches off the light and closes the door, “Good night, boys.”
It felt like forever, but eventually enough time finally passes that we feel like it was safe. Junior rolls over to spoon me, pressing his cock against my ass. He is naked and pulls my underwear down, sticking his hard cock between my crack and rubbing my hole. I knew I was sleeping over, so I was ready to take him.
I slide under the covers and as quietly as I can start sucking him, trying to get him as wet as possible.
He motions me to come back up to meet his face, flips me on my stomach and rolls on top of me. The bed creaking louder and louder.
Pausing for a second to appease the bed spring gods, Junior reaches across and opens his night-table drawer. He pulls out a jar of Vaseline and scoops out a finger full. Rolling on to his side, he runs his gooey finger along my crack and finding my hole shoves his finger in.
I stifle a grunt as my body tenses.
For the longest time I thought he was always so aggressive with me because he was just a horny teenager, but over the years I learned that Junior was just aggressive. “You’re a guy,” he would say when I would wince or I would ask him to go easy. “I’m horny. Fucking, take it,” he’d bark.
And I would.
After wiggling his finger a few times and satisfied how lubed I was, Junior slips out his finger as he slides his dick in. Lying flat and rolling on top of me again, he pushes his hard cock into my hole. I arch my back under his weight and lift him up a bit. He digs his toes against the mattress and pushes his dick deeper into me, forcing me down flat again.
Pressing my head into a pillow, I muffle a groan.
Junior presses his forearm against the back of my head and holds me down, and the bed squeaks still, as he slowly pushes his cock deeper into my hole.
I groan into the pillow again, bearing the weight of him. With a slight adjustment, Junior spreads his hand to cover most of my face. One of his gooey fingers hooking the side of my mouth. I breathe hard through my nose.
With his chest pressing down on my shoulders and with his nose next to my ear, Junior whispers from behind me: “It’s like a wet pussy, man.”
I quickly exhale sharply in response, as his fingertips were holding my mouth open.
“I fucking can’t wait to get that ass on a girl,” he groans, “but for now… I like practicing on you…”
He was fucking me hard. And VERY slow. We didn’t want anyone to hear the bed creaking. At all.
“And it’s ok…. THRUST… because I know you like being a cock… THRUST… loving… THRUST… faggot... THRUST…”
I can only reply with another sharp exhale. This time, some of my spittle hits the pillow.
It was a tough dance week, and my round ass was on fire with my glutes swollen hard from all the pliés, jumps and splits. When he fucked my ass, Junior liked me ass up, so he could slap and punch my hard ass. Sometimes I would have bruises. Junior was a complete ass man. He always had his hands on my ass as he manoeuvred me into different angles or just held me by my round hard cheeks, often jiggling or slapping them.
“… cuz you fucking… THRUST… love… THRUST… dick… THRUST… so… THRUST… much…,” he mutters in between slow, deep, hard thrusts.
Junior is under the covers in a plank over me, his elbows crossed behind my neck pressing down hard to steady his balance. All of his tall, skinny, stoner drummer muscles are flexed and he is slow-pounding me, trying not to make the bed squeak.
As he pulls back, I squeeze my asshole muscles SO tight that my hard glutes almost spit his long cock out of my hole. Junior does NOT like that his dick almost popped out of my hole, so as retribution he thrusts his cock back in so hard and deep in response that my entire body convulses. It feels like he punches me in the clit.
I’m not screaming, but I’m wincing. And breathing hard.
Junior thrusts again with the same force and hits it again and my entire body uncontrollably spasms again.
He is going slow enough I can at least recover from each hit. Only to prepare to get punched again.
I try to manoeuvre the angle of his attacks to lessen the force of impact, but it only makes him more forceful, my squirming getting him harder. Junior likes it. He likes hurting me with his big dick... and I like him hurting me with his big dick.
But… we both forgot about the squeaking bed as our wrestling intensifies.
Between every thrust, I try to get a less painful angle and Junior holding me still, pounds me so hard that I spasm. And we are so focused on the battle that we don’t notice that the mattress soundtrack is getting louder.
We both freeze when we hear a noise.
It came from outside his bedroom.
After a few seconds of NOT moving, Junior lowers himself slowly, until he is just laying on top of me. I am pinned underneath him as we are trying not breath loud and not move, but we are both panting – his warm breath tickling my ear.
We listen to see if there is someone outside his bedroom…
Nothing?
With his full weight on me, I squeeze my ass and his dick pulses twice in my ass.
After a few more moments, Junior silently inches away from me – his dick sliding out of my hole. He shifts himself to his side of the bed gently, the bed springs only slightly creaking.
After a brief pause to silence them, Junior rolls over to his side so his back is facing me so that just in case someone opens his bedroom door, he’s that much farther away from me.
I didn’t move… except to eventually slink back to my side.
Facing his back and watching Junior, I slide my fingers between my legs, shoving them in my stretched and slimy hole. I could feel how loose my hole muscles were, slipping 2, then 3 fingers in easily. I’m pretty sure he came, but there is a lot of Vaseline.
We must have both fallen asleep because I wake up with an incredible urge to pee and one of my fingers still in my ass. Junior is sleep-breathing next me. His stoner-kid’s light-heavy snore sounds softly filling the dark.
I pull my underwear up and slide off the bed.
The bathroom is right next to his bedroom, closest to the stairs. Junior’s sister’s bedroom is down the hall, with the master bedroom around the corner. There is enough moonlight spilling in the bathroom window that I can see where I’m going, so I didn’t turn on any lights. I want to stay in this half-awake state and stumble back to bed and fall right back to sleep. Besides, there is a night-light in the bathroom counter plug giving a soft glow by the toilet too.
I close the door and with my right hand brace the back of the toilet, I manoeuvre my dick out of my white Hanes with my left hand and hold it as I begin to piss. I aim for the space between the back water’s edge and the lip of the seat because it makes less noise.
I’ve got pretty good aim.
Just then, slightly above a whisper: “You’ve got pretty good aim.”
I whip my head up to see Rodney leaning against the now open bathroom door. He’s in boxers and he’s so tall that his head is almost touching the top of the door frame as he rests his head against his arm bent over his head.
I blink and he has already closed the door and is standing right next to me. Very naked.
Facing the toilet, Rodney puts his right hand around my shoulders and with his left-hand, manoeuvres his dick from a slit in his boxer shorts. My eyes are at chest level and I’m tucked under his armpit.
Rodney’s dick head pokes through his boxer’s front and his whole cock then flops out, like a snake striking from its’ cave. Rodney holds it as he pisses, aiming for the space between the back water’s edge and the lip of the seat. I’ve got better aim, but his piss shoots out with such force it splatters me and I realize I still have my dick in my hand, and I’m very naked leaning up against him with his arm around me.
I don’t move. I just watch him try not to make noise as he filles the bowl.
Rodney finishes, and with a few final shakes of his dangling cock says: “D’you like it?”
I turn my head and look up at him. Rodney’s face is blue in the moonlight and the soft glow from the night light.
“You gonna do to me what you do to Junior?” Rodney asks, giving me a Junior smirk now.
Without hesitation I grab the top of his boxers and yank them down with me, as I drop to my knees.
Rodney was on an angle to me now so with one knee just over his foot and my other knee around the back of his calf, I wrap myself around his right thick tree-trunk leg, hugging my left arm around his quad and flexing my biceps to squeeze his leg tight, like a child wrapping themself around their father’s leg.
Rodney’s leg was hard, and round and huge.
Rodney’s cock bounces into place just above my nose as it ricochets from the force of it being quickly sucked back through Rodney’s shorts as I pulled them down.
With me bear-hugging his thick quarterback leg, I shove my nose in the furry crevice between his scrotum and inner thigh and take a deep breath in.
Rodney smelled like teenage basketball player.
With a hand tugging on Rodney’s dick, I lick and suck and pull on his balls. They were hairier than Junior’s, and big. They hung low.
Rodney leans back and with one hand reaches over and locks the bathroom door. I let myself get louder sucking back all the spit I was working up on his nut-sack.
The Captain is straddled over Tom Selleck as he fucks her in the pussy, while Skinny has his long dick up her ass.
Her tits are bouncing as Skinny fucks her ass.
A Spanish Pirate grabs her by the back of her hair and slaps her bouncing tits.
He’s tanned and has dark chest hair that are curly and round.
He spits on her tits and smacks them again.
The Captain moans.
She’s covered in spit and lube and her hair is wet.
Spanish Pirate moves in on the back of the coach, over the fucking threesome.
He bends down and spits in her face again.
He stands up and shoves his dick in her face.
It’s fat and has a large foreskin, that curves into a wrinkly tip.
It’s a bit too high and instead of reaching up for his cock she starts pulling, licking, and massaging his big balls that are in her face.
His cock doubles in size and his hood all but disappears to be replaced by a long, pink head.
He keeps hitting the top of her head with his dick as she slurps his scrotum.
“Yes…” Spanish Pirate moans in his accent, “Dis is de Captain’s balls now, eh mommy.”
The Captain doesn’t stop slurping his nuts as she looks up at him.
I kept my gaze looking up at Rodney as I licked and pulled on his balls. Half of his face was in shadow, but I could see he was smiling.
Rodney was hard now, and I was licking and slurping the base of his cock, sticking my face between the top of his nut sack and the bottom of his shaft. His cock flopped and bounced against my face and forehead.
Rodney didn’t say anything. He just watched me worship his balls, smiling in the shadow. When he finally meets my gaze, he shakes his head as if to say “wow.”
“What?” I said in between dives… “It’s just how the Captain sucks balls.”
Pushing my head back and bending down closer to my face Rodney whispers, “Oh, you wanna be the Captain, eh?”
The camera angle switches to Spanish Pirate’s POV.
The Captain keeps her eyes up at Spanish Pirate and straight to the camera as she swallows and sucks on Spanish Pirate’s dark, hairy cock.
Spanish Pirate interrupts her and spits in her face.
Cut to The Captain. She opens her mouth wide and he spits again into her mouth.
“Dat’s a good, cock slut,” he muses.
The camera moves to a higher angle. Holding his wet cock, Spanish Pirate slaps it against her face.
The whole time, the Captain’s tits are bouncing beneath her from getting fucked by the other two guys.
Before I could answer, Rodney takes a big haul and after collecting a big wad of spit on his tongue and spits. It covers most of my face, completely blanketing my eyes… and for a second, I don’t move. My eyes closed under a gob of hork.
Rodney laughs and with one hand wipes most of it from my eyes.
When I finally open my eyes, Rodney shoves his cock in my mouth. I jerk and pull on his fat cock with both hands as I aggressively suck on his big dick. He is long. And thick.
I keep my eyes looking straight up at him. I can feel spit heavy on my left eyelid. I can see Rodney is smiling and I’m sure it’s because I’m arching my back in the same position as Captain is when Spanish Pirate spits in her face. I know he can see my round ass in the air behind me.
I arch more and extend my tongue out like her, as I press my face into him, dropping my jaw so my throat opens up. Junior has been face-fucking me for months now, so I’ve gotten pretty good at deepthroating.
“Yes, you are fucking cock slut,” he says as he holds the back of my head and starts to slowly fuck my mouth.
Rodney gently tilts my head, guiding his dick down my throat and back again. Each time my nose hits his pubic bone, he pauses for a moment and holds me there. I gag and exhale, spittle escaping from the sides of my mouth. Each time I gurgle and keep my head still with my nose against his stomach and my chin at his balls, he squeezes the back of my head in approval as if to say: “Good cock slut for not pulling away.”
Spanish Pirate holds the Captain’s head with his hand as he starts to thrust.
Close up to Spanish Pirate’s tanned fat cock disappearing deeper and deeper in her mouth.
Spanish Pirate holds her head with both of his hands as he thrusts his cock harder and deeper down her throat. Faster and faster.
The Captain just braces herself, as Spanish Pirate fucks her face hard.
All of her holes are being fucked now and under her slurping whines, the pirates are grunting and taking turns spitting on her and spanking her.
I try not to, but it’s hard not to make gagging noises.
Rodney thrusts his cock down my throat harder and harder until he is thrusting so deep down my throat that I’m retching and may throw up.
But I don’t move. I don’t resist. I brace myself pressing my hands against his hard quads and let him fuck my throat. My saliva splashing and running down my chin.
Spanish Pirate’ moans get louder and louder as he pounds the Captain’s face.
After sufficiently fucking her throat, Spanish Pirate finally screams: “I’m going to cum!”
Jerking his cock hard, Spanish Pirate unloads all over the Captain’s face, her mouth open.
She wiggles her tongue quickly side to side like a snake, lapping up as much of his cum as she can.
A few thick white streams squirt across her tongue, with some of it landing on her cheeks.
“Yes! Yes!... Swallow it you cum slut,” Spanish Pirate barks.
After a few more hard jerks, he shakes his dick, splashing sprinkles everywhere.
The Captain ravenously licks and sucks his cock, trying to get every last drop, eagerly moaning and licking her fingers.
“That’s a good, cum slut,” Spanish Pirate says, smacking his cock against her tongue and face.
I can’t tell what is louder, Rodney’s stifled grunts as he pounds my face or my heaving gags and attempts to breathe.
After a few more thrusts I feel his cock swell and with both of his hands behind my neck, Rodney holds my head still as he stops thrusting. Rodney presses and holds his pelvis forward into my face, bracing with two hands, keeping his long cock down my throat. His swollen dick spasming.
I gag and try to exhale.
Air barely escapes through the small cracks between his cock shaft and the side of my mouth, and I have to intentionally direct air to go out my nose to breathe. I feel snot shoot out from the effort.
Rodney’s cock pulses and pulses in my throat, shooting loads directly into my stomach.
I try to stay there but after 2 or 3 explosions fill my belly, I can’t breathe and instinctively pull back and gasp for air. His loads continue to explode all over me. Four, five, six…
Most of it covers the side of my face, but I feel his nut-splatter land on my neck, shoulders and my chest.
Sitting back on my knees now, I open my mouth and tilt my head so his cum-bullets shoot to the back of my mouth.
Rodney’s loads fill my mouth so much that I swallow. And then swallow again.
I hold my exposed tongue under the bottom of his head and wiggle it quickly side to side, as his last slugs slide down my throat.
Without a beat, I aggressively suck and lick him, moaning and slurping it all so hungrily, like the Captain. It’s as if I will die if I don’t get every drop. And there is lots for me to lap up.
“That’s a good cum slut,” Rodney says.
With Spanish Pirate finished, the camera moves to focus on Skinny, who is behind her.
With his left hand on her waist, Skinny starts to slap the Captain’s ass over and over again with his free hand as she bounces up and down.
The Captain’s right ass cheek jiggles with each hit and is becoming a purple-red.
The camera cuts to the up close two-shot of Skinny’s cock sliding in and out of the Captain’s ass, and Tom Selleck’s dick filling her pussy.
Skinny moves his left hand from the Captain’s waist to grab the front of her throat.
This forces the Captain to arch her back, head straight up to the ceiling.
“Fuck me,” the Captain begs, “Fuck my holes.”
After I finish lapping up every drop and have sucked his cock clean, Rodney flips the back of the toilet seat down and collapses on it.
With Rodney’s cock still in my left hand and on my knees in between his legs, I spit the excess phlegm I have saved in my mouth into my right hand and wipe it against my hole. I had pretty much tightened back up from when Junior fucked me earlier, but I was quick to soften and was still slippery.
Looking him straight in the eye as I test my hole with a finger I say: “Junior fucks me too.”
I spit again and this time spin around and with my hands braced on the bathtub lip I stick my ass in the air, aiming it right at him. With Rodney sitting on the toilet staring right at it, I spread my hork on my tiny pink hole again and slip a finger in.
I look back over my shoulder.
Staring at my hole, Rodney’s eyes pop wide in shock and disbelief.
Rodney instinctively raises his right hand to my hole and with a few pokes, wiggles his long, fat finger inside too. As his finger disappears into my ass, I let out a soft groan when his knuckle hits the lip of my ass and crack.
I start to fuck myself with my finger. Rodney starts to match my motions with his own finger.
Rodney watches as our two fingers slide back and forth, plunging in and out of my hole. Rodney’s smile is even bigger now, his cock rock hard.
“Fuck my ass,” I say.
Rodney guides his dick to my ass with his left hand and aims the head of his dick to his finger, which is still buried deep in my hole. With a hand on one of my butt cheeks, I sit back down into my hand.
Rodney’s finger guides the head of his cock inside me.
Anticipating its impact, I make sure to press down into my hand and spread my asshole apart when it hits.
Rodney impales my hole. His cock makes it about two-thirds in before I just don’t open up anymore for him. And it burns. I’m way too dry.
My body stiffens and Rodney stops at my sudden tensing.
I motion him to back up and when I have enough room, slide out from under him, heading for the door. “I’ll be right back,” I whisper behind me.
Rodney doesn’t know what to do, hovering over the toilet and crunched over holding his dick in his hand where my hole used to be.
I tip toe back to Junior’s bedroom. Junior doesn’t stir.
I silently take the Vaseline jar from his nightstand and I’m back in the bathroom closing and locking the door again.
Rodney watches me as I take a generous scoop, slap it on his dick and with two hands start to rub it in, pumping the length of his long cock alternating my hands. I’m squeezing hard but the Vaseline is making it easier to slide up and down his fat cock.
I allow one of my slimy hands to rub my hole. Turning my back to him again, I start sliding fingers into my ass.
Rodney guides his cock to my hole again. This time when it lands and I press into it, his cock slides into me deep. It feels like he just pushed it all of the way and made my cock tunnel walls bigger.
“Fuuuck,” Rodney moans.
I exhale and slowly start to relax my body. Sitting back into his dick, I arch my back and spread my ass with my hands more.
My ass cheeks hit Rodney’s pelvis and he’s all the way in. I squeeze and feel the length of his shaft inside me. Releasing it all and pressing into him, I start to move back and forth.
Rodney has his left hand on my waist and his right hand on my round ass-cheek. After a few bounces, I can feel him stiffen.
“You are a fucking faggot,” he says.
After a few bounces I look over my shoulder and smack my own ass, “That’s Captain Faggot,” I say.
With one hand on the bathroom wall, and one foot on bathtub, I’m jumping up and down on him. I angle myself in such a way that his cock finds its way deep into my hole, balls deep.
Thankful for the inspiration, Rodney smacks my ass hard, but I don’t miss a beat. This isn’t even as far as a demi-plie. My legs are strong; my glutes are swollen.
Rodney smacks my ass again, but not as hard as the last time. It was too loud and I think it stung him as much as it stung me. To me, the stinging pain was a rush.
With every full sit on his dick down to his stomach, he smacks me again as he realizes with every hit my glutes flex and squeezed my hole tighter.
Smack, Squeeze … Smack, Squeeze… Smack, Squeeze... Smack-Smack-Smack, Squeeeeeze…
My hole tightens with each hit, grabbing the base of his cock.
“Fuck, it’s like you’re jerking my cock with your… Captain faggot ass hole.”
My legs are starting to burn but I don’t want to stop. I can feel him swell.
Rodney finally moves to get up and bends me over the bathtub edge. I put two hands on the edge and my left foot inside the bathtub, keeping my right foot on the tile bathroom floor. Rodney steps his left foot into the bathtub, his right foot out like mine and we’re both straddling the bathtub lip. He starts pumping me.
I lift my left leg up and press my foot against the longest tiled bathtub wall, with one arm pressing against the other wall for balance. We’re almost in the bathtub now. My legs are only slightly bent, and every muscle is flexed, as I’m bent over and sticking my ass up.
The palms of Rodney’s big hands are just below the top of my buttocks and his fingers are wrapped around the bottom of my pelvis, brushing against the top of my pubic hair tuft.
Rodney grunts with every thrust and I’m tying to keep myself still and take every push, wish I can pretty much do with how well I’ve braced myself.
Rodney starts to pump me harder, eventually hitting my clit, or g-spot, or whatever that is.
Each hit sends spasms over my body, almost knocking me off balance. After the third convulsion, he seemed to notice and stops pumping for a second… and my body keeps convulsing between his hands…
“Ugh…. Ugh…. Ugh…” I groan, as I orgasm internally for the first time.
Rodney just holds still while my body uncontrollably spasms and I try not to moan too loudly.
Even though I’m sweating, he holds me firm as the orgasm waves die down and my heavy breathing eases, and I slowly regain control of my body.
“I think you made me cum inside,” I finally say. “It’s like you were hitting my orgasm wall.”
With a laugh Rodney starts pumping me again. “Happy to oblige, Captain Faggot.”
His thrusts are slow at first, then grows to a steady rhythm again.
After a few volleys, I feel my insides just open up and my inner walls loosen.
Rodney feels it too and bends over me to plunge himself deeper, placing his left hand high on the wall and wrapping his long blonde-haired right arm around my body to hold me steady.
He pumps me harder and harder as he hugs my body against his, my round ass rubbing against his stomach.
“Oh yeah…” Rodney growls as he shoots his load inside me. I’m so loose inside I don’t feel his cock spasm at all, but he is obviously cumming. He squeezes my hips hard and hunches over me, as he pounds his nut deep inside me.
After he finishes filling my ass, Rodney pulls his dick out and steps out of the tub. I stand up too and follow him out of the tub. I turn around to face him.
For a moment we don’t say anything but catch our breathes and let our sweaty bodies cool down.
“Have fun camping,” I finally say, looking up at him.
Rodney smiles and bends down to retrieve his boxers. He pulls them on and stands ready at the bathroom door.
After I get my underwear on, Rodney opens the door a crack to see if anyone is there. He gives me one final look back and winks.
Rodney opens the door, jumps to other side, and shuts the door again. He’s gone back to sleep with the guys in the basement.
I slip my hand down my crack and feel how wet it is. His cum is everywhere. I easily slide two fingers in and finger fuck his load deeper.
I pull my fingers out and smell them, then lick my cummy fingers. My cock is rock hard, and I need to cum.
I shift over to face the toilet and with my right fingers deep in my ass, I jerk my cock with my left hand.
I re-live every moment of what just happened with Rodney in my head. Sucking Rodney’s balls. Throating Rodney’s cock. Getting fucked by Rodney in the tub. Smelling Rodney. Tasting Rodney…
It doesn’t take long for me to shoot my load into the toilet. I hit the space between the top of the water and the bottom of the toilet bowl lip.
I’ve got pretty good aim.
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