The Bench
He sat in the middle of a bench that stood about 3 feet high. He had a full beard, closely cropped, dirty blond hair and a rugged handsome face. His lips were full and when they parted into a smile, like now, revealed a set of bleached white teeth and a broad pink tongue. He smiled, winked and said “Hi” as I stood in front of him having stopped dead in my tracks. Our eyes locked on each other. He looked down at his fully erect, big thick hard cock rising between his legs which he spread open wider to give me a better view of his fuck pole and asked, ”Wanna sit down?” I walked over facing him, spread my legs out on either side of his crotch, grabbed his erect cock shoved it in my hole and sat down on his full length and girth. He looked me straight in the eyes and grinned. “Comfortable?” As he did this, he drew me in tight against his chiseled chest and rubbed his hard muscles up and down my chest as he adjusted himself inside me and began to pump. He whispered in my ear “Help me out here,” I wrapped my arms around his neck, placed my feet up on the bench and began riding his pole using his neck and shoulders to help lift me up and down on his joystick as he pushed his cock in and out of my cock holder. I rode him like a cowboy rides a bronco and he bucked even harder while all the time I was holding on to him as tight as he was holding on to me to maximize the sensation of my hole riding up and down his beefy hard cock.
He grabbed my back, leaned over and dropped me to a 90-degree angle from his body. As he began to drop me, I loosened my grip around his neck and ran my hands down his strong well-built biceps and powerful forearms to allow my body to fall into position. Once there, he slid his ass off the bench into a crouching position and fucked me like a jack rabbit. His strokes were fast, furious, short, jabbing stabs, 65 maybe 70 short, rapid thrusts. As he was jack rabbit fucking my hungry hole, he’d lean over on top of me and drew me into his body, moved his chest around to position my cock deep inside the wide hairy funnel between his big hard pecs. He rubbed his hairy pec crevice up and down the length of my cock. He fucked my ass I fucked his cleavage. My cock lied deep inside the thick carpet of hair lying in the deep crevice of his hard half-moon pecs engulfing and rubbing against my cock causing it to throb from the sensation of his matted chest hair gently scratching against the sensitive flesh of the underside of my cock. My cock throbbed with gratitude. He held us, bent over, crouched at a 90-degree angle as we fucked. Yes, he was that strong!
He then pulled us both back into a sitting position on the edge of the bench and we resumed our coordinated fucking. He changed positions like this 7 times. Each time he brought us back into the sitting position on the bench he pulled me in close and held me tight rubbing his brawny chest against my not-so-brawny chest, enfolding my smaller chest into and inside his much broader, more powerful one. The sweat on both our bodies facilitated the sliding of our chests against each other. This was chest frontage, if there is such a thing, rather than cock frontage since his cock was otherwise engaged. “Like that?” he whispered into my ear. “Hell, yes.” “Like my cock fucking your ass? “Fuck, yes.” On several occasions when he had drawn me back into his chest, he raised one or the other of his arms and forced my face into to his densely hairy pit “sniff that motha fucker, lick it.” The sweat and aroma that his hairy pits were generating was intoxicating…and delicious.
As he was rocking us back and forth, I noticed that a guy had stopped in front of us to watch. Actually, I noticed him stroking his cock as he was standing and I was bent over backwards and the viewer was behind my head. As I was thrown back my head would drop and with each drop, the guy seemed to appear closer each time, until on one drop his cock was close enough for him to bend it down on top of my face. “Want him to suck you?” the guy with his cock in my ass asked the guy with his cock in my face. “Suck my balls first.” said the guy with his cock on my face. “Open up and suck his balls.” I was told by the guy in my ass. I opened my mouth, and the guy dropped his balls inside and squatted over my face. I licked, I sucked, I ate, I tasted his sweat, his ball sac and rolled his balls around in my mouth sucking the sweat from the folds in his sac and mixing it with my saliva to get the maximum flavor of the nutter butter that had coated his balls and was now melting into my mouth as it liquified from the paste clinging to his ball sac when it combined with my saliva. After I had fully sucked his balls and sac, and eaten his nutter butter, he pushed the head of his cock against my lips and looked at the guy fucking me as if asking him to give me instructions. “Open up and suck his cock” said the guy still fucking my ass. I opened my mouth, and the guy guided his cock into my mouth to the back of my throat. He also began to pump. Eventually the two ends got the same pumping rhythm going until he started to moan and groan and yelled “Oh, fuck” and shot his load down my throat at the same time the cock in my ass shot a load up my hole. Fucked in both ends, flooded in both ends, they worked well together. The guy removed his cock from my mouth and walked away. The guy whose cock had just dumped his load in my hole pulled me off his cock, stood both of us up on our feet, threw me face down on the bench and said “next” to the group that had gathered to watch the show, and also walked away.
Before I had a chance to move from the bench, some other cock mounted my ass and began to fuck me. After about 60 pumps, he stood up lifting me with him and turned me around forcing me to fling my leg over his head. Still holding me aloft in his arms and with his dick still inside me, he told me to put my hands behind me on the bench and place my ankles on his shoulders. I hung there, supporting my body with my arms behind me on the bench, my ass held high right at his crotch with his cock buried deep inside me and my thighs resting against his hard smooth chiseled chest and pecs and my ankles resting on his broad well-developed shoulders. As I hung there, he grabbed a cheek in each hand and began to squeeze and he forced my hole deeper onto his cock as he pummeled my ass with short, strong, deliberate, hard, determined thrusts of his stiff phallus into my phallus holder. He grunted as each thrust landed the full measure of his length and width into my receptacle as if to punctuate its arrival. His large dense soft pubes patch rubbed against the cheeks of my ass and his massive balls banged against them at the end of each plunge accented by his grunts.
He pumped and pumped and pumped, grunted, grunted and grunted maintaining constant eye contact and no expression, except for the intensity that radiated with each thrust. 60, maybe 70 jerks later, he slowly started increasing his speed and the jerks smoothed out into more of a pump and gained some rhythm. He broke into a quite grin, but no other sign of expression appeared on his face, and no sound escaped his lips as he shot a load of three streams deep inside my ass. He lowered my ass down to the bench pulling out as he did so and sat me down directly in front of his cock and said, “Clean me up.” I stuck out my tongue and licked the spent cum and my ass juice from his cum ejector. As I opened my mouth and took his member inside to suck, he leaned his full body weight over me forcing me down on my back and shoved his cock to the back of my throat. I kept my mouth open as he fucked my throat with the same determination that he had just fucked my ass. He pumped and pumped and pumped for a full 88 pumps. I gagged a little, chocked a lot and he just kept pumping. Each time the head of his cock landed at the very back of my throat and his pube patch covered my nose and face until he had shot another load straight down my throat. When he had finished, he moved his smooth crack onto my nose and mouth and said, “Eat my ass.”
I pressed my nose inside his crack and drew deep breaths. He smelled funky, clean, but ripe. I then removed my nose and inserted my tongue, ran it up and down his crack and lapped at his hole eventually inserting it deep inside and licked and tongue fucked his shitter. When I had finished licking and sucking his hole, to where all I could taste in my mouth was the funky taste of his sweaty ripe ass, he dragged his hole down my body from my face to my cock spreading his ass scent all over my chest and abs. When his hole arrived at my cock, he stood up and walked off the bench. He turned around, grabbed my ankles and threw my legs over my head and fucked me long hard and merciless with strength energy and force so hard he grunted with almost every pump. It seemed to take as much out of him as it did out of my ass.
When he was finished, he turned around so that his ass was facing me and his eyes were viewing the room or rather the group watching us that was increasing in number. He walked backwards down the bench to my hole and put his ass on top of mine. After a few deep breaths, he sat on my ass with his dick pulled down and pushed it deep into my hole. In this reverse position, his dick felt stiffer, harder and thicker. He inserted himself and pumped up and down driving his pole into my hole with as much force as he had done before. He used his feet and legs, one on each side, to power the pump he was using to fuck my ass while he had placed his hands on the bench somewhere around my feet to support his torso. This time I was the one making noise, but it was more of a reaction to an assault than a groan of pleasure. My ass suffering from the intensity of his prior attack and now with his cock reversed and bent down and made stiffer and fuller, he went at my hole for a full 92 excruciating pumps.
He pulled out, walked off the bench, and flipped me over. He grabbed my ankles, leaned over me and pinned my ankles down behind my head forcing my hips and hole into an upright position, mounted me again and proceeded to continue his anal assault for another 63 attacks, starring me straight in the eyes during each and every pump and, like before, without any facial expression whatsoever, except maybe a grimace of savage determination and more than a little full blown anger. I was beginning to understand what the profiles on the sex sites meant by “angry top.” He was certainly an angry top!
He withdrew his cock from my hole, stood up and flipped me over again like a rag doll. He placed one foot on each side of the bench standing over me, pulled my ass up off the bench forcing me to my knees and forward on my arms and inserted his fuck master back inside my accepting whore hole. He fucked me doggie style. He grabbed the hair on the back of my head with one hand and held my wrists behind my back with the other. And he continued to pound with the same fierce, determined force and strength as if it was his first attack on my ass. This guy had strength and stamina and a determined horniness that was unmatched in my experience, not to mention the sperm supply of a true multicummer. I continued to thrash around under his considerable weight and whimpered with every ferocious onslaught to my ass. He pulled my head farther back with each thrust until my back was in a full arch and my throat fully stretched back forcing my mouth to remain open. Moans, groans, grunts, growls, howls, barks and roars emanated from deep inside his throat while he pummeled, pounded, battered, ravished, hammered, bashed and thrashed my hole for some 96 thrusts of his thick hard massive member until he finally yelled out “OH FUCK, YES” and shot the strongest load that I’ve ever felt fill my load receiver. It came in six separate streams, the last two of which he pulled out for and shot all over my back. These last two were so forceful they traveled the entire length of my back and ended on my shoulder blades and the back of my neck. I can only imagine how far the first four had traveled inside me. The crowd that had gathered around had lined up to be next…
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