Constant Craving

That last 100 yards or so to my house seemed to take ages. It was like walking through deep mud. I reached into my pocket to check I still had Bill's number and sure enough I did. I didn't want to loose that for sure.

When I got level with the old guys car I peered in hoping I was mistaken.

I wasn't!

On the dashboard was a box of tissues. I remembered them from our meeting at the cruising spot earlier.

Mum opened the door with a scowl

She said, "There is a Mr Johnson in the front room with my rucksack. I told him to wait so you could thank him"

I could tell she wasn't happy she didn't like strangers.

I gingerly walked into the front room and there was the old guy with a big smile on his face drinking tea. I asked him how he knew where I lived and he said my address was on a label in my rucksack. Your mum said she had sewn it in.

"Just how old are you boy?", he asked.

I told him not to worry and that I was in my twenties but mum treated me like a kid.

"I'd like to see you again, we had fun earlier didn't we boy?", he smiled

He was a nice enough guy but I had no plans to see him again and didn't want to encourage him. I suggested he go, else I'd be in trouble with my mum.

He reluctantly agreed to leave and I walked him to his car.

He was just about to get in the car when he grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him.

"How about a group thing?", he asked with a twinkle in his eye.

My eyes lit up at the thought of an orgy and I asked him to tell me more. He said he didn't know but I'd be the centre of attention. I agreed and he said he'd be back in touch in a few days to let me know.

Sure enough a couple of days later I spotted his car a few hundred yards up from my house. He opened the door and I got in. He said the group meet was all arranged for 7pm at the Kings Head that night. I told him that the Kings Head was closed due to all the trouble that went on there. He laughed and explained that the landlord still lived there. I was nervous about all this but curiously got the better of me and I told him I was up for it.

I went home and at about 6pm headed off to the bathroom to get cleaned up. I left the house without telling anyone and headed off to the pub.

The pub was all boarded up at the front so I went around the back. Mr Johnson was there along with the landlord. They showed me into a private room at the back of the bar. It stunk of beer and I could smell piss from the toilets. The carpets were sticky with beer.

I was told to strip off completely naked. The two guys watched as I slipped my clothes off. It turned me on to stand there naked in front of them with my cock hard up against my belly. The landlord said I looked cute walked over and gave my cock a tug. He told me to turn around so he could see my bum. I turned around bent over slightly and wiggled my bum. He turned to Mr Johnson and said, he's keen and cute too.

"Open your legs and lean on that chair", said the landlord.

I did as I was told. He placed one hand on the small of my back and fingered me with the other hand.

He turned to Mr Johnson and said, "Nice, he's very compliant.

Mr Johnson called me over and offered up a studded dog collar for me to wear.

I lifted up my chin and allowed him to put it on.

"What's all this in aid of?", I asked

"You're going to be our obedient pet for the evening", he smirked.

He clipped a leather dog lead to the collar and left it hanging. He then told me to get on all fours. Then the landlord appeared with this big black rubber thing.

"What's that?", I asked.

"It's your tale", came the reply. "Stick your ass in the air boy so we can fit it"

Mr Johnson, held my ass cheeks apart while the landlord tried to insert the bulbous end up my ass.

My ass needed a bit of lube but Mr Johnson told the landlord to use spit as he didn't want the dog tale butt plug falling out. They pushed the butt plug in and with a pop it settled into place. I loved anything up my ass and this was no exception. Mr Johnson told me to wiggle my ass. The rubber tale wobbled and sent delicious vibrations straight to my prostate causing precum to dribble from my cock.

There was a knock at the door and the landlord went away. Over the next half an hour I waited in the back room. I couldn't sit down so I had to sort of lay on the sofa. I heard men arriving and going into the bar. They were laughing and joking and I wondered how many there were.

Mr Johnson came in and asked me if I was ready. I was very nervous my heart pumping in my chest my cock was still rock hard. He grabbed my lead and walked me into the bar on all fours. I could feel the rubber tale bobbing up and down as I walked sending ripples of pleasure through my arse.

The door opened, I looked around and counted at least 5 men sitting around the bar area on the red seats. The place really did look rough there were chunks cut out of the red vinyl revealing the foam underneath. Mr Johnson paraded me around like a horse at the races. My ass was groped and slapped the tale flicked and my cock squeezed as I was walked around on all fours.

Mr Johnson passed the lead to the landlord and he pulled me towards him opening his legs. He stroked my head like I was his pet dog before pushing my head down between his legs. I began kissing and licking at his cock through his trousers. He undid his belt and zip and presented this flaccid cock to me. I took it into my mouth and slowly it started to stiffen. It looked small but it was certainly a 'grower' and soon it was nice and hard in my mouth.

I had barely got him hard before the next man pulled me around by the lead. I got down between his legs. This guys cock was already hard, he had a big fleshy foreskin, with the pink head of his glans just peeping out. I took hold of his cock bought it to my mouth and worked my tongue in and around his foreskin. I looked up at him to see if he liked what I was doing and he nodded his head in approval.

I drew his foreskin back revealing the sticky head of his cock and sucked him balls deep. His crutch was hot and sweaty with that delicious musty smell that only a man possesses. He forced my head down deeper on his cock and I gagged. Strings of saliva mixed with precum hung between his cock and my mouth. A guy came up behind me pushing my head down on the other guys cock while flicking the little dogs tail sending shock waves up my ass.

The next man was eager for my mouth and I found myself between his legs. This guy had a leather strap around his balls which were huge and very hard. I love a guy with big balls and sucked each one into my mouth in turn. Then I ran my tongue up his shaft, precum was dripping from his cock like a dripping tap. It was running down his shaft over his balls moistening his hairy arse.

Through all the hairs between his ass cheeks I spied his pink anus. It had delicate folds of skin like a women's pussy. I could tell this was no virgin ass. I reached under his thighs pushing him back with his legs in the air. His trousers and briefs hanging from his ankles, I buried my head into his moist hairy ass crack. Digging my tongue into his hole and rubbing my face around his hot ass crack.

Soon I was onto the next man. This guy was younger than the rest and was the only guy I actually fancied. He pulled me up for a kiss. I could tell by the way he kissed me he wanted to taste the other man's arse on my lips. Then he pushed me back down onto his cock. He had a nice big fat cock but it still wasn't as big as Bill's.

I really enjoyed sucking this guy he smelt clean and fresh I could tell he had showered before leaving the house. I looked up at him with my puppy eyes as I sucked on his lovely cock. He looked down at me and smiled enjoying what I was doing. I wanted his cum first out of all the guys. I really gave his cock an all out sucking. I kept looking up at him my mouth open waggling my tongue and whispering I want your cum.

I wanked him hard onto my tongue. He tried to take over but I pushed his hand away. His legs started shaking and I could feel his cock stiffen. Then he spat out wad after wad of very thick cum into my mouth. I swirled it around my mouth savouring the taste.

I kept on wanking him and he kept on coming. His cum was flying all over the place in my hair everywhere. His whole body was shaking, he tried to push my hand away again but I kept going and manged to get him to cum a second time. He opened his eyes and watched me play with his cum in my mouth. Pushing it out so it ran down my chin before sucking it back in. I wanted to swallow but I was loving the silky feel of it in my mouth but finally I did guzzle it all down.

I carried on working my way around the other men, sucking each one in turn. I think there were five but there may have been more. There was certainly a lot of coming and going if you excuse the pun!

The men began stripping off and soon they were standing around me in a circle. I went around sucking each cock in turn.

After that things became a bit of a blur as my head started swimming. The butt plug was removed from my ass and replaced with a cock. A guy came all over my hair, his spunk dripping down my face and the back of my neck. I was passed around like a rag doll from one cock to another. I remember two guys trying to shove both their cocks up my ass. I loved the feeling but with a cock in my mouth and another one waiting to be sucked it became difficult to concentrate on one thing.

I was fucked in every conceivable position. Men had their phones out taking photos and filming me. I reached down between my legs at one point to feel my wet gaping ass. It felt well and truly stretched.

Slowly the men left and I was alone with Mr Johnson and the landlord. We were all sweaty and covered in cum crashed out on the bar seats.

Mr Johnson turned to me and asked me what I thought. I said it was fucking horny being naked with all those guys. I enjoyed going around each one and I enjoyed sucking them, but when it all got a bit mad I couldn't concentrate on any one thing. I told him I think I'd stick to two men at a time and he laughed.

They threw a roll of kitchen paper in my direction and I began to get cleaned up. I got dressed expecting a lift back but I was told to get the bus. Walking to the bus stop I could feel my ass squelching. Waiting for the bus I reached around and could feel a wet path forming on my jeans. I stood with my bum against the bus shelter so no one could see it. A girl followed me up the stairs on the bus her face just inches from my wet arse. I felt sure she would be able to smell cum because I wreaked of it.

I sat down at the back of the bus I felt sure my ass was going to fall out. When I got to my bus stop I got up and turned to look at the seat and sure enough there was a wet patch where I had been sitting. Mum was out but I was able to climb through the kitchen window and grab a shower and put my clothes in the washing machine.

For day's afterwards my ass felt weird. Every time I sat down it felt like it was going to drop out. I had an ache down the inside of my thighs too. I guess that's the price of being a slut.