I reoriented myself, climbing up onto the bed and putting my face down into the sheets. I finished awkwardly shuffling, unable to see but needed to change my position to give my legs a break from being nearly straight for too long while guys took their turns. It barely took a second of pushing my ass back into the air that a cock was waiting at my now wet and loose hole. I reached out for a pillow as the cock found its entry and pushed right in until his balls smacked against me. A delicious squish sound came from my hole as previous loads gushed out the sides of me along his cock and began running down my legs. The fucker did not give me a second to catch my breath before pulling back out and ramming all the way in again. Each time my body shook and loads squirted between my hole and his thick cock.
“Yeah this is my faggot. He lives for this. Every time I tell him he’s going to be my whore for the night and take whoever I bring over his eyes light up and his hole seems to instantly loosen. Last weekend he had 15 guys cum in his ass and then I sent him home. He doesn’t even need to get off.”
I am in my early 30s and a late bloomer for being a cum dump. I slept around with guys in my 20s and had a decent relationship but discovered my love for being gangbanged around 30. I am 5’ 10”, 185 lbs, brown hair, with some stubble, and an affinity for jockstraps and chastity. I found guys to come use me but nothing quite felt demeaning when you have to spend so much time trying to find guys. Then I met Sir, a hot daddy in his late 40s. He’s not ripped but that body that says I like to eat but also go to the gym. He’s gruff and seems straight laced until he gets turned on, it's like a different person emerges. Ever since we met, I did whatever I could to make him happy.
Hearing Sir talk about me like I’m a piece of meat helped me relax as this monster fucker kept pile driving my used hole. He wasn’t massive by any means but he knew that and knew he could piledrive without hurting me. My cock was twitching each thrust and I could feel it straining to break free of the cage around it. It was half hard, and painful as it really hadn’t gone down since the first cock broke me in. I reached down to adjust the cage against my jockstrap and felt the wetness on the rubber play sheets. The cum that was leaking out of me was mixing with my sweat and other liquids at my knees.
I am such a whore.
“No, I didn’t really have to even break him in. He came like this. He messaged me one day a few months ago, offering himself as a hole and cum deposit for me. I had him come over and let my buddies use him after I was done. Didn’t even tell him, he didn’t complain either. Just let himself get filled up. Now I text him whenever I want to watch a faggot be wrecked by some hot men.”
Yes Sir, I am your faggot. I need all the cock and cum you can give me.
The cock in my ass stopped for a second as I felt large hands push my head down into the bed. “Faggot you’re gonna get my big fuckin load and you’re gonna tell me how much your appreciate my Daddy cock in your little bitch hole. Start thanking me you slut.” He said as he picked back up the pace. I could tell by his slight shudders he was getting close.
“Thank you for your Daddy cock and thick load. I need your Daddy cock and cum. I want to taste your load after you’re done depositing in me. I am a faggot, a real whore, and I need cock.”
“Yeah you do you fucking slut!” he yelled as he shoved as far in as he could and dumped his huge Daddy cum into me. He finished unloading into me and pulled his dick out with a “pop” and shifted around the bed to bring his deflating dick to my face. I eagerly perked up and took it into my mouth. I tasted my own ass, his cum, and the frothy mixture of the other loads that got churned in my guts. I swirled his cock and all the juices in my mouth before happily swallowing. I felt used.
A new set of hands were put onto my hips as a thicker but shorter cock slowly entered my ass. I began to wince a little as it was stretching my hole even further.
“Shut up faggot. You like it, don’t act like you don’t. Take his dick and whatever else I give you or we can just stop this altogether.” I stopped complaining and started moaning instead. “See, you just need to stop thinking and remember you’re only purpose in this moment, when you’re anywhere near me, or when you have your tight little fag hole in the air that you are not a concern. You are a receptacle, you are a dumpster for men REAL FUCKING MEN, to use as they want. Remember that. Actually say that, say “I am a dumpster for men to unload in.”
“I am a dumpster for men to unload in.”
The room laughed, I think I counted 4-5 voices. The cock I just cleaned hit my face and I opened my mouth again. The dick in my ass finally pushed all the way in and I moaned, exhaling and tasting what I just cleaned off this guy. His large hands held my head in place, “You better swallow it all. Your guy told me you’ll take this.” Just as he finished a torrent of piss filled my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could but between the large volume of piss coming out and thrusts from my ass a decent amount spilled out of my mouth. This was not a hydrated man, the piss was pungent and tasted very salty. I wanted more.
Luckily, the piss that came out was pooling around my arms on the play sheets.
“God damnit, just shove his face in it. He wants it anyway.” Sir said.
The hands pushed my face into the puddle of piss and I began to slurp up what I could. Some juice from my ass was mixed into it but I didn’t care, I am a dumpster for men to unload in.
The thick cock in my ass was now pumping regularly. My hole, now accustomed to its size, was allowing him to fully plow into me. The thickness really pushed against my insides and each thrust caused my cock to twitch a bit each time it rubbed against my prostate. Between the confines of the cage and the assault on my prostate I was precumming like a whore. Each shove I shifted in the bed, now fully laid down as the guy that pissed in me like a urinal left. Cold piss hit my face, a cock was shoved into my hole, and guys were talking around me like it was cocktail hour.
The guy shuddered a few times and unloaded into me. He didn’t say much but let me clean him off before he hurriedly got dressed and I heard the door open and shut. I don’t know how much time had passed but another 3-4 cocks found their way into my hole and I was starting to come down from my cock-induced faggot high. My hole was sufficiently wrecked, so much so that when I reached back between men I touched inside myself and felt the shock of sensitivity. I couldn’t see anything through this blindfold but I could tell my hole was open and puffy from being assaulted all night.
Sir thanked the last guy for cumming and shut the door.
“Well faggot, you took 12 today, not your highest number but I am damn proud of what a fucking slut you are. You really can take them. I’ll have to push you harder next time….You may speak.” His hands found their way to my hole. His fingers began searching inside me. I could feel globs of cum being scooped out of me.
“Thank you Sir. I am your faggot to do with as you please. I would be happy to take more cock for you.”
“Good fag. Well, you’ve made quite the mess and I’ve been able to get some of this delicious cum out of your disgusting hole. I have your snack ready.”
I took off my blindfold and turned around. Sir had a martini glass about ¼ of the way full of the multitude of men’s DNA that were left inside me. It also looks like there was a small amount of piss in the glass as well. I sat back on my knees, put my hands behind my back, and opened my mouth. The glass inched closer before touching my lips as Sir raised it and the cum ever so slowly slid down the sides to my waiting mouth. I waited for all of it to be in my mouth before Sir nodded and I swallowed.
He got serious for a moment. “Do you really want more? Are you sure you will let me do as I want with you?”
“Uh, yes Sir. It's been almost weekly sessions of you whoring me out to men all over town and you’ve kept me safe and not let anything happen. I trust you.”
“Good fag. I’m going to assume that's not your dick talking because you are still locked up and by the looks of it, flaccid. Put the blindfold back on. I’m giving you the gift of my cock before you leave. You are going to remember this fuck and how I own you.”
