Jizz Pig

I was a Jizz-Pig, simple as that! I loved gratuitous sex, lots of anonymous sex. I frequented any location where hookups could occur and was gluttonous when I found myself in these situations. The more jizz I swallowed, the better.

I had a friend who always mocked me by saying; “Two legs and a penis, and you’re happy.” He was, absolutely, right. Big, small, good-looking, ugly, tall, short, clean, or dirty, I did not give a fuck! All I wanted was cock and cum. I had no interest in relationships and the thought of it made me want to puke. How the fuck people can endure the same shit day after day completely baffled my brain. The excitement of a new cock made me feel like a kid on Christmas morning, and when my stomach and arse were getting filled, I was the happiest camper on the planet.

Upon visiting a remote and public toilet, which I particularly loved, as I entered the shrine of filth and pleasure, my heart began to beat faster and faster and was in sheer heaven. The combination of piss and the antiseptic that they used to clean this place made me rock-hard, and my balls began twitching with anticipation. Looking at the seedy steel urinal, I was virtually convulsing with lust. The cement platform in front of the trough was glistening with piss, and the stench of male bladder and ball-sac secretions pooling around sent my olfactory senses into overdrive.

Next, as I walked over to the three toilet booths, my cock was already rock-hard and oozing precum. As I peered into each stall, I was delighted to see the broken toilet seats and stained bowls. Each of the glory holes had graffiti and crusty cum surrounding them, just the way I liked it. I was drooling as I looked at the puddles of dried spunk splattered on the floors. With all three of the toilet stalls empty, all I could do was to wait and hope.

After occupying the middle booth, I shut the door behind me. As I sat playing with my knob, I heard footsteps. Soon, a person was standing in front of the toilet bowl. As I lowered my head to look, a stocky and rough-looking middle-aged man appeared. After unzipping his trousers, his fat uncut dick flopped out. I threw caution to the wind and knelt at the hole, offering my mouth. Fuck yeah, I thought, as his dark uncut knob slid through the hole.

With his semi-hard fuck-pole now in my hand, I pulled his fat foreskin back. After plucking, the ball-hairs matted on the dick-head off, I sniffed his purple glans. He was not a regular washer, just the way I liked it, and instantly a stale piss smell assails my nostrils. My anonymous lover was rock-hard as I slid my lips down his smelly rod. Signalling his eagerness, he thumped his dick through the glory hole as I allowed him full access to my mouth. As he excitedly conquered my throat, I was enjoying his animated invasion.

His horny groans intoxicated me as I drooled all over my chest, and his gasps of pleasure accompanied the cock-snot discharged into my mouth.

I acknowledged his actions with muffled grunts of bliss.

When he finally unloaded, the taste of his spunk was great before I licked his cock clean. Next, he retracted his cock and lowered his body.  

“Thanks, that was a great blow-job,” he announced.  

“My pleasure, that’s a great cock you have!” I reciprocated.  

After zipping up, he departed.

‘I’ll just sit and wait for my next cock.’ I contemplated.  

Five minutes later, I was looking at dick number two.

‘Shit! This guy is rather poorly endowed, but what the hell, a cock’s a cock, and I’ll give his knob a good workover,’ I magnanimously reasoned.

“Nnnh… Oooh, fuck… Nnnh, I’m cumming,” He declared a couple of minutes later.

‘Thank goodness he didn’t last too long,’ I cogitated with relief.   

Several minutes later, I heard multiple footsteps entering the ablution block, and listened intently for possible sexual sounds.

‘Yeah, oh yes, there is action at the urinal,’ I deliberated. ‘I’ll just hang in for two minutes and then have a look.’

After rounding the corner later, I saw a large man with a small younger man kneeling before him. The large man was rather unattractive and a bit skanky looking, which did not disturb me.

‘Big Guy’ then gestured me over with his head. As I looked down at the young man servicing his dick, ‘Youngster’ then took a breather. I was very impressed because Big Guy had a huge cock with a massive mushroom head. Although I was a cocksucker of note, Big Guy’s meat was going to challenge me. When the young man resumed his oral interaction, the big guy placed his arm around my shoulders before clasping the back of my head and steering my mouth towards his face.

His oral contact was messy with the stale breath of a heavy smoker. I love it!

As our heads moved apart, strands of tobacco spittle bridged our lips. Next, the big guy pulled Youngster’s mouth off his dick and suggested we move through to the last toilet stall.

The big man then told me to take a seat. After I removed my shorts and pulled the front of my t-shirt up over the back of my head, Youngster leaned over and kissed me. The big now took up position behind Youngster and pushed his trousers down as I clasp Youngster’s head.  

Big Guy now commenced fucking like crazy, as Youngster gasped into my mouth. It was fuckin’ difficult anchoring Youngster’s head because the big guy was going so ballistic.

Soon, the big guy grunted, as he began unloading into Youngster’s pussy. Following that, the big guy pulled his trousers up and departed.

After Youngster’s torso lifted, I began to suck his cock. The scene was incredible!

Suddenly, a long shlong slithered through the glory hole next to us. As lust overwhelmed me, I was determined to have that cock in my arse. In an instant, I was up and guiding the dick into my hole as my arse caressed the partition. With Youngster kneeling before me, my knob soon disappeared into his mouth. With my backside firmly squashed up against the glory hole, the man next door was pounding me like crazy. The double pleasure was incredible.

As the groans next door turned into grunts, the spearing became stuttered, and I knew that my arse was about to receive its first offering of the night.

When I heard a sustained, “Aaaaah,” from next door, my arse got hectically pummelled.

After the man next door withdrew, I needed more cock. I now implored Youngster to fuck me. Seated on the toilet, Youngster speared straight into my pucker.

With my arse is making sloshing sounds as Youngster churned the next-door person’s sloppy seconds, I realized that Youngster was an incredible ‘fucker.’

“Harder, fuck me harder,” I began to intone.  

“Ah… Aaah, aaaah, I’m cumming,” Youngster finally gasped.

“That was great, thank you,” Youngster said before he departed.

I remained on the toilet because I was not done and left the stall door open and waited.  

As I waited, I keep my pants off and my t-shirt behind my head as I dispelled cum from my backside.

After a further twenty minutes, I heard footsteps.

‘Fuck me! This guy is huge! He must weigh at least three hundred pounds, I reckoned as the entrance to the stall got blocked.

“Get up, let me sit while you suck me off,” the fat man said as he removed his shorts and placed them on the cistern. After sitting down, he pulled his t-shirt upward.

‘Wow, his gut is huge,’ I reflected as I stared at him. As I looked at his thick fat cock, I lustfully reasoned that I was about to face a challenge.

“Get on it bitch!” he sneered as he observed me contemptuously.

With my lips at full stretch, my mouth struggled to get his knob-head in my mouth.

As he grabbed my head, he roared, “Take it all, you slut!” I could hardly breathe as he maniacally stabbed my mouth.

“Oooh, take it all the way, aah… Open your fucking throat, oooh, yesss, that’s the way you fuckin’ cock sucker,” he animatedly intoned as he grunted.   

My head got pulverized as I tried to fight, but his clasp on my head was vice-like. I whimpered like crazy. When he pulled my head off his dick, my face received a severe slapping.

“You suck like a fuckin’ wuss. Now get up and bend over the fucking toilet, faggot, and let’s see if your cunt gives me more pleasure!” he barked.

As ‘Fat Man’ thumped straight into my butt hole, it felt like I was going to concuss myself on the cistern. With his fingers digging into my hips, I knew that I was going to have severe bruises the following day.

“Aaah,” slap, “Oooh,” slap, slap, “Yeah fuck,” slap, slap, slap, “Take my cock, you fucking slut, aaah,” slap, “Take every fucking drop,” the bastard cried as he hectically unloaded.

While sitting down on my stinging butt, I caught my breath as he zipped up before leaving.  

After my frantic attack, I contemplated whether I should stay or go. As I deliberated, I realized that I was hungry.

As I walked to my vehicle, I decided to get a takeaway. Although I had enjoyed a wonderful session, I reasoned that I could always return later.

Too much was never enough for me.