Martin carried Sean to the living room cave-man style, slapping his ass before unceremoniously dropping him on the couch. He retired to the kitchen and pulled out a couple beers, tossing one to Sean.
“Drink up, pussyboy,” he commanded. “You earned it,” He toasted him with a smile and took a deep swig.
Sean opened his beer and took a sip, noting it tasted a lot better than the watery trash they used for beer pong back at his roommates house. His manpussy was still pleasantly sore from Martin’s passionate fucking, and he still surprised himself as his willingness to get dominated and taken by the bigger, complete man.
They both sat on the couch naked in silence. Martin finished half his beer before setting it down, reaching over to finger Sean in his broken-in pussy.
“You have a fine pussy, for a dude. So tight and warm. Am I the first real man to enjoy your hole, pussyboy?” as asked, slipping another finger inside.
Sean moaned as the man’s rough, strong fingers probed inside of him, coaxing out the truth.
“Yes,” Sean groaned, almost spilling his beer.
“That’s perfect.” He inserted another finger and continued to massage Sean’s new sensitive insides. He was starting to get used to the sensation of pleasure coming from within, his throbbing clit and warm pussy feeling more a part of him then ever. One of Martin’s hands tweaked Sean’s hairy nipple and he sighed and stretched. Sean was getting used to being a man with a pussy.
“But I think we should share your gift, pussyboy.” Martin purred in Sean’s ear, his manhood beginning to stiffen. “I have some buddies who would just love to turn you out, and I’d be a bad friend if I kept you all to myself.” Martin circled his thumb around Sean’s clit. “Why don’t you be a good Boy and suck my dick while we wait for them to arrive.” He commanded, removing his hands from Sean’s sopping pussy. Sean caught his breath for a moment before dutifully picking himself up and settling himself between the bigger man’s legs, the man’s now fully hard cock laying along his muscular hairy thigh. Sean picked it up with one hand, noting how alien it felt to hold the warm, pulsing tube of flesh in his hand and wincing at the fond memory of his original cock. Martin put his hands to Sean’s head and coaxed him forward, and he took the head of the big man’s warm meat into his mouth. It felt warm and smooth and tasted delicious; Sean wanted more. He suddenly started working the big cock deeper into his mouth, rewarded by a satisfied moan from the Martin as his head rolled back. Sean continued to work Martin’s cock, his technique improving by the stroke when they paused at the sound of heavy knocks at the door.
A pair of large men entered the room just as Sean was learning to confidently deepthroat Martin’s cock.
“Whoa, man! Looks like you got started without me.” Said a heavyset black man with an excited voice.
“Damn look at that cock slut go! You have him trained well, my friend.” Said the other, the youngest of the three Men. He was tanned and jockish looking.
“What’s up, boys!” Martin thundered jovially, his hands holding Sean’s head to keep him from halting his work. “Beer’s in the fridge. This is the lovely little treat I told you about at the bar.” He said. The two men helped themselves and gathered around the couch, watching Martin enjoy Sean’s ministrations for a few moments longer before pushing the young athletic man off his hard cock. The thing made a slapping noise as it flopped back onto Martin’s toned stomach.
“Pussyboy, show my buddies your little ‘gift’” he commanded. Sean blushed, but did as he was told, standing up and presenting himself to the two men. But he also felt a strange sense of pride and arousal at being ogled by these new, muscly men.
The black man was tall and beefy, his muscle gut sagging over the waist of his athletic shorts and straining his white shirt. His head was cleanshaven, but he sported a large bushy beard that made his face look big and intimidating. The other was tall jock with a hairless swimmers build and a cocky, shit-eating expression on his face. The kind of guy Sean usually didn’t get along well with, because, well, he used to be that guy. But now both men were staring at him with hungry expressions, tents forming in their exercise clothes. Judging by the smell they had just finished up at the gym.
“Damn, Marty. You weren’t lying. You sure he’s not a…” the jock trailed off.
“Yup,” Martin gloated. “100% grade A pussy, in the last place you’d think to find it!” he laughed, reaching over to slap Sean on the ass. Sean yelped.
The big black men stepped forward, affecting a cocky roguish grin on his bearded face. “Hey, baby. I’m Thomas, great to meet you,” he said, his brown eyes running up and down Sean’s body. He looked to Martin and gave him a pleading eye, to which Martin nodded. Thomas approached Sean, his big hand reaching for Sean’s pussy and slipping a thick finger inside. Sean moaned, his knees feeling weak as he wrapped an arm around the big bear’s round muscled shoulder. He continued to probe around Sean while taking his clothes off of the other. Sean looked down to see the man’s enormous cock bob into view. It must have been at least twelve inches, and girthy, complete with a pair of hefty, high hanging balls and a matt of wiry black public hairs. It was the largest cock he’d seen yet, larger than Martins, and with one hand Thomas gripped it by base and started probing the area around Sean’s pussy, teasingly dipping the head in to watch the smaller man moan and shudder.
“God damn, Marty. That is the real deal for sure.” Then he spoke to Sean. “Get ready, baby. I ain’t never seen anything like this before and I am going to turn you out good.” He said. He started slowly inserting his mammoth cock into Sean’s pussy; he actually winced and whimpered with pain this time. This thing was enormous, and even after Martin’s savage fucking earlier today his pussy was not prepared for the throbbing steel beam now being shoved deeper inside of him. Thomas went slow, but did not pull back an inch, slowly sinking himself as far as he could into the smaller man until he bottomed out, his balls slapping against Sean’s legs. He fell back into the couch, holding Sean’s smaller body with both hands and adjusting them until Sean was riding reverse-cowboy on Thomas’s expansive lap. “Now bounce for me, baby.” He commanded.
Sean lifted himself up slightly and let gravity pull him back down, arching his back as the titanic schlong slid along the walls of his new sex. He gripped the chair of the couch and started bringing himself up and down, first slowly and then faster as his pussy finally succumbed to this superior man’s invasion. He rode Thomas’s dick for a good five minutes, finally getting a comfortable rhythm to it before Thomas put a hand on his back, pushing him to the ground on all fours. He knelt behind Sean, pulling his dick almost all the way out before slamming it back home, fucking the man furiously.
“Well,” he grunted between thrusts. “Anyone gonna join me?” he asked, switching to long deep strokes that had Sean arching his back and moaning like a bitch in heat.
The jock heeded the call, already naked and stroking his long dick. Sean noticed it wasn’t as thick as the other two men, but still at least as big as Martin’s, with a slight curve and a lair of hairy, low hanging balls. He sauntered over to Sean’s front and stuck his cock in his face, running the head along his forehead and cheeks before it snaked its way into Sean’s mouth. He lovingly went to work, with enough mental energy left to appreciate the fact that he was now on his knees, his mouth and pussy being passionately fucked by two horny musclemen. He’d been a pussyman for a few weeks and now he was completely dick whipped. He actually found himself hoping the Martin would put it in Sean’s ass as well.
The two men hammered into Sean from either side while Martin sat on the couch and stroked his cock, watching his new fuck-buddy get used and dominated by his manly buddies. They’d always talking about finding some eager young thing that would service them, let themselves be ravaged by himself and his friends. Finding Sean had been a gift, a handsome young stud who could party and lift weights with the best of them, with a nice warm pussy for them all to come home to at the end of the night.
The two men continued to gorilla-fuck Sean with all their passion. They wer enjoying the sight of the lesser man writhing in pleasure from the assault by their cocks. Sean enjoyed sucking the jock’s dick, but getting fucked by Thomas was something else. The man’s cock seemed almost too big to be useful, and yet he expertly worked it in and out of Sean’s relaxed hole, working his thrust, his position, his speed and chuckling with each responding moan and whimper. But his balls were aching with need, and Thomas was eager to breed this new man pussy the way it deserved. He started fucking Sean so hard that the momentum caused the jock’s cock to slip out of his mouth.
“Oh, Thomas, give it to me, please.” He begged, a dopey smile plastered on his face as Thomas seemed to bring his whole length out and then back into Sean in rapid succession. Finally, he let out a deep and manly groan that dwindled to a heavy sigh as Sean felt the giant cock within him buck and spasm as it should load after load of the big muscle-man’s seed deep within him. Sean’s toes curled and his muscles clenched as his own orgasm washed over him, his pussy clamping down on Thomas’s spent love-rod. Thomas pulled out of Sean and fell back onto the couch, leaving him lying on the floor, gasping.
Thomas whistled. “Damn, martin. You weren’t lying. That pussy is something else.” He spoke.
Sean just laid on the carpet in bliss, his pussy feeling open and sore, but pleasantly so, from Thomas deep and thorough assault. Suddenly he gasped as he felt something else probing around his vagina, the soft, velvety head of another cock eager to explore his insides as well.
“Its my turn, bitch.” The jock whispered in Sean’s ear as he settled his weight atop the smaller man’s body. Knowing Sean was well broken in and lubed up, he drove his cock into Sean in one fell swoop.
“Damn it, Tommy! She’s all lose.” He complained, working his thin but long cock deep into him. The right-curve felt strange inside of him, but pleasureable.
Thomas laughed, “Sorry, Brody.” He wiped his softening cock off on his shirt. “Maybe if you were a bigger man you could give me a run for my money.” Thomas had the biggest dick of the group, and he enjoyed cajoling them about it from time to time.