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This story actually began a while ago, about a year. I work swing-shift, and hit the all night gym on the way home three nights a week. I shower then head home clean and ready for bed. My wife works mornings so she is asleep when I arrive, and I am asleep when she leaves.
The gym is usually mostly empty, except for a few die-hard body-builders. These are mostly big black men, and when I say big I mean TERMINATOR big. I try to keep trim at best.
I had been at this for a few months. The others had grown accustom to my presence. I’d hear them coaching each other, some laughing at their conversations, never any details. I tried to be respectful of their privacy.
One night about seven or eight months ago I shaved my moustache off at my wife’s request. We had watched some movies she really liked and she liked how the actors were clean shaven. Around that same time we watched some porn and she noticed they shave the hair from their sex, both the women and the men. She negotiated, “You shave yours and I’ll shave mine.”
How could I refuse? That day before work I did just that. I felt so naked with no hair on my lip, and now no hair down there either.
That night I was at the gym as usual. I think the guys there noticed my missing mustache because I could hear them talking, some glances, and some giggling.
I did my usual hot shower and went to sit in the dry heat of the sauna for ten. I was naked sitting on my towel when first one then another of the black guys walked in. I pulled my towel around me but it seems they noticed my shaved condition before I did.
One of them sat beside me on the top bench, and pulled his towel open to reveal a huge cock so dark in color I was amazed. I tried not to stair but I guess I couldn’t help myself. He had no hair on the top but sported a nicely trimmed goatee.
The other sat on the bench below. He flipped his towel open to reveal another huge black skinned cock. He had short black curly hair on top but clean shaven face.
Both men were around two hundred and fifty to three hundred, and no fat, as I had mentioned before. They both had thick black pubic hair that glistened with moisture from their showering. Their shoulders looked like basketballs, and their thighs looked to be easily twice as thick as mine. Their voices were deep base.
The man below me was turned so he could talk to his friend. The one beside me said, “Your workouts working for you dad?” They both were most likely ten years younger than me.
I realized he was talking to me, so I said, “They help. You seem to be doing great.”
He lifted his arms and flexed like a true body builder, and I could see the vanes worming around atop each swollen muscle. He said, “Thanks for noticing.” As he lowered his arms he put one over my shoulder and pulled me into his side.
The other asked, “Hay Frank, how do you like his shaved body?” as he snatched the edge of my towel and flipped it open to reveal my total nakedness. They both laughed as I tried to cover and get up.
Frank said, “Please dad, sit. We’re only joking with you. Right Jo?” He pulled me firmly into his side as Jo kept my towel from recovering me.
This went on, teasing me like bullies on a school playground, for several minutes. Well, it was mostly Jo being the thug. Frank was nicer but more touchy feely, holding me and pulling me against him. I could smell his body odor. Not bad but definitely masculine. I’m a guy. We appreciate the scent of a woman.
Jo got up and left. I don’t know why but I was sure thankful for his absence. He’s such a brute. He was gone but this Frank kept me clasped under his strong arm. Still he was friendly enough, and likeable, so I stopped struggling and tried to reason with him.
“Listen Frank,” I said, “I come here after work. I’m not looking for any action. My wife’s at home waiting for me. I’m tired and just want to get my shower and go home now. Please?”
Frank let me go and I got up, “Thanks Frank. Later.” I was backing toward the door, my towel wrapped around me, when I heard the door open behind me.
It was Jo again. He came up behind me and asked, “Why’d ya shave the mustache man?” He was against me, and so big I felt like a k** beside him. I said he reminded me of a bully in school, right? Well he was talking to Frank and asking me stupid questions as he nudged me back into the back and back up onto the top bench beside Frank, again. I was about to sit when he snatched my towel away, leaving me naked and exposed. Then he nudged me, not hard, but plopped me down on my ass beside Frank.
I was about to complain when Jo interrupted, “Hay dad, I like your big naked clitoris there,” as he reached into my crotch and his black fingers dug between my tightly clamped thighs. I moved my hands stop him, but with his superior strength he took my wrist and lifted one hand to my shoulder, where Frank took it in his vice like grip. Frank took my other wrist in his other hand pulling it across toward him. I felt Jo put his warm hands on my knees, and with little effort on his part he forced my thighs wide. He moved to sit between them so I could not close them.
Frank said, “Mmm nice clit. We can’t call you dad with a shaved pussy like that. Kiss me.” I didn’t know what to do. I wasn’t sure if he was k**ding. I was afraid to look at him, and I was so ashamed being here like this.
Jo said, “Frank, let’s call her Candy. Candy, do you like me rubbing your big hard clitoris like this?” His fingers had moved to lay flat over my dick and was pressing gently and pleasantly moving with a slight vibrating.
I said, “NO!” with gritted teeth, but I could feel my dick growing beneath the movement of his black fingers. I felt Frank pulling me deeper into his side as he moved my hand to his crotch. The first I realized this was when I felt the bristly hair of his crotch. I instinctively looked and there before my eyes, a fraction of an inch from my hand was his growing huge black cock. His was more than twice the size of mine, and not even hard yet.
Jo reached one of my man boobs and gave my nipple there a painful twist that made me yelp and involuntarily thrust my dick into his palm. Both of these men were laughing at this and one said, “Candy’s getting hot. She’s going to want some big black cock tonight.”
Frank pulled my fist to the side of my face turning my head toward him as he said, “Candy, look at me.” I did as I felt Jo rubbing my pained breast. The fingers of Jo’s other hand repositioned so they were pressed across my dick and strumming it like a guitar. I pressed my head back into Franks arm as a moan slipped from my parted lips.
As I looked at Frank I watched him lower his lips to mine. I felt his thick lips on mine, then his tongue pushing into my lips between my teeth and into my mouth as I started to resist.
Just as I started to fight I felt Jo pinching my other nipple causing me to open my mouth wide to yelp again, at which point my mouth was filled with Frank’s big tongue. I tried to squirm out from under Frank and found myself sliding half off the bench into Jo’s awaiting hands. Joe was once again rubbing my aching breast, the other one this time as Frank pressed my hand against his crotch. I closed my eyes to escape, but found myself more aware of Frank’s tongue exploring my mouth. I then noticed I was holding something, I realized it to be his thick hard cock.
The flesh in my fingers was warm and had a soft skin like felt cloth. I flexed the fingers of my other hand and took in a deep breath before relaxing with an exhale.
I heard Jo say, “Candy, lift your leg.” And as he spoke he took my ankle and lifted my leg with no resistance. His fingers were driving my dick wild with that rubbing. Frank was still kissing me as he turned me so I slipped down to lie in his lap. I was laying across the bench now, my naked and shaved body being treated like I would have treated a girl’s.
Jo was moving but I couldn’t say where or how, only that he as. Frank was nibbling my ear and kissing my neck, like a girl, as Jo kept his persistent rubbing of my dick. He, Jo that is, kept saying, “Oh Candy, your big clit is so hard for me. I want your pussy girl.” He said this again and again as I felt his fingers on my, my hard, hard dick. I was lost in the sensations as Frank kissed me and sucked on my skin causing me to want more, even of this.
I was on my side with my desires driving me into submission, as I felt Jo remove his hands then gently easing down behind me, spooning me, his fingers returning to my dick to strum me back to where I was before. He was still whispering again and again, “Oh Candy your clit is so big and hard.”
Frank had pulled both my hands to the back of his neck and whispered, “Don’t let go Candy.” I don’t know why I did as I was told, but I did. He moved his lips to mine again and began kissing me. A man kissing another man, the idea disgusts me when I think about it, but then I couldn’t help but want him to continue.
As he kissed me I felt Jo remove his fingers from my clit, I mean my dick. He kept calling it my clit so I guess I, never mind. Anyway, I felt his hand sliding between my thighs and lifting my leg slipping to the knee pulling it so my leg was high in the air. This is when I felt his huge cock slid through the crack of my ass right up under my balls. It pushed my balls apart and as Jo ground his bushy pubes into my ass.
I felt Frank’s fingers move to my still tingling nipples as his tongue drove deep into my mouth. At that moment I couldn’t help even if I wanted to pressing my ass back into Jo, and pulling Frank’s face into mine.
Jo said, “Keep your leg here Candy if you want me to rub your clit some more.” I felt his fingers release my knee and I held my leg there. His hand moved to my clit as Frank’s hands moved to my face holding and caressing it as he devoured my mouth.
Then he stopped kissing me. I felt Jo’s fingers move to grip my dick, but he didn’t stroke me. Instead he gripped and squeezed me like I imagine you’d hold and squeeze an udder while milking a cow. He was gentle and it felt good, but not great like stroking would have. Still I was so hot and submissive at this point, well I, well.
Frank stopped kissing me as I said and Jo was milking me as I said, well Frank turned my head and as I opened my eyes I saw his huge cock right there. Frank whispered, “Suck my cock Candy. Be my bitch girl and suck it, please, for Jo and me.”
I felt Jo give one long firm but nice squeeze causing me to grown and turn my head toward his face as I whispered back, “Please Frank, I… I’m not,” and as Jo gave my dick a couple strokes the way a dick craves being stroked I groaned, closed my eyes, turned my head the other way and sucked the head of Franks cock into my mouth.
Jo was sawing his cock through the cheeks of my ass as I held my leg in the air for him. I couldn’t believe I was doing any of this, but I was enjoying it all the same. I wasn’t enjoying the taste in my mouth, salty, bitter a bit, and his smell was a bit musky.
Jo had resumed squeezing my dick like a cow, telling me I had a big hard clit, as he dry-humped me.
Frank was saying, “Oh Candy you mmm suck that thing girl, oh ya, take it girl a little deeper.” I found myself actually trying to take his cock deeper into my mouth.
Jo was obviously watching as he started telling me to suck that thing. He kept calling me a girl, but I didn’t mind. I felt him release my dick and lean back, pulling his own cock from my butt cheeks. As I sucked I felt Frank pull one of my hands from his neck, whispering, “Here girl, hold it, feel my big balls bitch.” And as I moved my fingers first to his cock shaft then slide them down over his big hairy balls to cup them and gently squeeze them, he said, “Oh girl, love on me. Mmmm ya that’s good.”
I felt Jo’s hand squeezing one side of the crack of my ass, the fingers of the other pressing down on the other cheek. I started to complain when Frank put his hand on the back of my head and held my lips down over his cock. Jo pulled his one hand free and then I felt it. The head of his cock was being poked and rubbed all over my sphincter. Not hard, just poking. I dropped my leg and squeezed my butt cheeks tight.
Frank said, “Come on Candy. Please lift your leg for us. I promise Jo won’t hurt you.”
I don’t know what had come over me, but I did it. I slowly lifted my leg, my little hard dick poking out into the hot air, and I let Jo rub his big cock all around my so private dark region. I felt excessive wetness and understood what he was doing, as I tried to think of something else and focus on the fat mushroom cock head in my mouth. I felt his cock go away then his thick wet fingers slipping back through the gooey slimy slippery wetness deposited there between the cheeks of my ass, so wet and slippery now because of both my own sweet and Jo’s copious pre-cum. I felt him press one of his big thick finger tips against my asshole. The wetness made it slip through quite easily knuckle deep.
Again I was about to protest. I gasped as I felt the invader, and Frank took this opportunity to press my head down forcing his fat head to slip farther back into my mouth nearly into my throat causing me to gag and choke and spittle erupted all over and down his cock shaft and over my hands and his balls. Tears streamed from my eyes.
I wasn’t in pain. The sensations actually felt, well, there is no way for me to describe them to anyone who has never been here before. Fear… maybe a little. But not really. Disgust… yes and no. I couldn’t believe I would actually not fight, not try my best to stop this, but no, actually at this point I wanted to orgasm with these guys and, well, continue for their part of our pleasure now. I know that sounds stupid. Let’s just leave it as I can’t explain it.
Frank leaned back so his now turgid cock rose even higher, majestically. I wished I had one like it! His grip loosened and he moved his hands to behind his head, as I worked my lips over his cock freely, loud sucking kissed on the head, tongue circling the swollen crown, tip darting through and digging into the slit, then sliding my wet lips down the shaft as far as I could push them, until I started to choke with the head pressing the back of my mouth.
Frank said, “Ohhh Candy, you love sucking my cock don’t you?”
I didn’t answer, but I also didn’t fight or pull away from my work. This showed him I was compliant and agreeable to it.
Jo said, “Hay Candy girl, fuck my finger you bitch.”
I felt my little hard dick twinge with delight as I pushed my rum back a bit and felt his finger sinking into my butt.
He said, “Good girl. You like it when I call you my slutty whore Candy?”
I pushed back further until I could tell his finger was bottomed out inside me. I moaned and nodded my head as I continued to suck on Frank.
Jo said, “Fuck me you bitch.”
I squeezed my ass cheeks as I rocked forward and felt every bit of his finger as it slipped away. I reversed pressing it back in and then picked up my pace creating a fucking rhythm like my wife does when I’m on bottom, rocking and thrusting back driving the intruder into me again and again.
As I did I found myself trying to swallow more and more of Frank, pressing my lips ever farther with each downward push, pressing that head of his farther and farther past my gag reflex and holding it until the pit gushed from my mouth each time.
Then I felt Jo grab my hip with a hand, stopping me. I felt him wiggling his finger around inside me, just inside, not deep. Then he said, “Swallow that cock good if you want another finger girl. You want two fingers fucking you like a fucking whore?”
I pushed my lips down the shaft, feeling the head swelling as it slid against the top of my mouth and back against my uvula, then, well, then WOW! As I felt the head of Franks cock slip into my throat I felt Jo press a second finger into my bottom. I felt like I needed to scream as the burning agony filled my body. I squeezed my eyes closed as I felt Frank, or maybe Jo put their hand on the back of my head and gently push. This helped me to do what otherwise I could not have.
I felt Franks shaft slide into my throat and watched his pubic hair rise to my nose, all the while Jo’s fingers never moving, not in or out, just staying there letting my asshole recover, then relax, then squeeze them. My spit was draining like a faucet and so were my eyes. I felt like I was about to pass out from the need to breath.
The hand was removed from the back of my head, but Frank was saying, “Don’t stop yet Candy. Hold it there just a second longer girl, please.”
I willed myself to remain still, not reacting to the demand for air. I tried to relax as I felt Frank’s cock pulsing through my lips, throbbing between my stretched and aching jaws, swelling through my mouth and back deep into my throat. I gripped his balls to let him know I couldn’t do this much longer, and he said, “Ohh that’s good. Okay baby, take a breath.”
I pulled my face off his lap spilling fluids from my nose, mouth, and eyes. I gasped in a huge breath of air. And slurped the wetness from his shaft.
Jo was wiggling his fingers inside me now. As I said, they were just inside, but now it felt good. The burn had passed and my ass was squeezing them, both of them. I closed my eyes and pushed my bottom back, feeling Jo’s fingers sliding deeper and deeper. I picked up my rhythm forcing my ass to fuck Jo’s fingers, grinding at the end of each stroke.
I took Frank back into my mouth as I fucked my ass on Jo’s fingers, for what seemed a long time. Then I felt Jo stop me again. I squeezed my eyes closed again and forced my lips down Frank’s shaft again until he was throbbing deep in my throat, as I felt Jo press in a third finger with the other two. I anticipated it and tried to relax this time. The pain wasn’t like before. A little then becoming pleasure again.
We again resumed the rhythmic motion, as these two bronze men did things to my soft week body that I had never experienced, nor imagined before. I would never have done any of this, ever. But here I was, and not fighting a bit.
I was into my pleasures, aware of the others but more focused on what I was feeling, when I felt Frank press his hand against the back of my head and say, “Ohh you bitch, swallow it… uggnnm yah ohhh fuck yah!” and as I slid my lips to the root of his cock letting them kiss his hairy pubic bone, feeling that huge hot shaft filling my mouth and throat, I felt the head swelling inside my collarbone, his nut sack drawing up, his hips lifting forcing him deeper inside than ever before and with little jabbing thrusts I knew this man was cumming, erupting his man seed deep into my belly, I was being held here as he fucked my face and throat and dumping his semen in me.
I didn’t move, was afraid to fight at this point. I tasted nothing as he was pumping everything way past my mouth. I was choking again as this seemed to take forever. The saliva and snot and tears all draining from me again. I tasted nothing, until I felt Frank begin to pull out. He jerked some as I guess he was super sensitized and my mouth was more than he could handle at that moment. The last moment as his almost flaccid cock slipped from my lips, I couldn’t help myself. I reacted instinctively without want or desire to do so, but I closed my lips behind the head and licked from the underside up through the slit, causing him to shudder and quake.
This was the moment I first tasted cum, a man’s fluids, other than my own that is. But that is different! His cock oozed out a glob of thick pasty goo that stuck to my tongue and saturated it with salty bitterness. I held my lips open as I breathed through my mouth. The smell was man musk, permeating my nostrils and filling my head. My mind was swimming with what had just happened. It wasn’t reality at all, but fantasy I had never imagined but loved all the same.
I felt Jo wiggling his now three fingers deep inside me. I never felt the third enter, or the three pushing inside to the hilt. I did now as I heard him say, “Candy, are you a black cock whore?” I ground my ass onto his fingers as he said, “Do you like swallowing cock cream?”
I closed my eyes and pressed back harder as I pulled my tongue in and closed my mouth. The action of swallowing the goo forced it to coat the entirety of my tongue allowing me to taste the truth totally. And after swallowing I worked my tongue back and forth a bit to taste it again and focus on what I was tasting. And all the time I ground my ass onto his fingers, now and again pulling it off to experience them sliding back in again.
I was lost in my little world when I felt the fingers pull out. I tried to open my eyes but it was like they were glued shut. I was about to make an effort to do so when I felt a stabbing burning pain filling the upper cheek of my ass. My eyes popped open in shock as I realized Jo had spanked me one good hard swat.
I squeezed my butt tight and rolled to safety to a standing position before these two. They laughed and then giggled before controlling their humor at my expense. Then Frank said, “Did you like that Candy? I did! I liked it and I like you a lot girl.”
I was a bit shook up about it all. Jo said, “Go get a shower bitch.” I didn’t like that, not now that I was me again. I loathe the word. I turned to leave when he said, “Cold water, three minutes, we’ll be waiting. I want you to come back Candy.”
Frank said, “I want you to come back too baby.” Although this didn’t sound right coming from a man addressed to me, from him after everything, well I did for some reason like Frank, sort of. I can’t say in a manly way because there was absolutely nothing manly about my feelings right then except disgust for my actions, my reactions too, and especially my feelings.
I wasn’t coming back. Hell NO! I was going to get a quick shower and wash my mouth out a bit before going home to my life, and my wife. I turned on the water and cold was the best idea. Jo was right about that, but he was crazy if he thought I would be anywhere near there in one minute, much less three.
I scrubbed the nastiness away with a good lathering. My dick as throbbing with desire for relief. I had to get home quick to do something about it. I rubbed the soap over it and my naked hairless balls. The sensations of being hairless had me raging hard. My mind flicked through crazy images. I remembered sucking on that black cock, swallowing cum even though I didn’t really taste it much. I stroked my dick with a soapy fist wanting to blast off, but remembered there was no time for it, not now at least, not with these images.
I slipped out of the shower leaving it running, so they might think I was still in there. I dashed into the locker room to get dressed. I quickly patted myself dry, feeling my ass hole opening and closing like a hungry mouth every time I moved either leg, and my dick throbbed with desire to no end.
I told myself, ‘NO dumbass! You’re not GAY stupid! Your wife is five minutes away and you can wake her to take care of that ache, that desire, that need. Get the hell out of here NOW! If you don’t right now you are going to get fucked by one maybe even both of those big black guys. Do you want that?’
I stopped frozen. I actually thought about arguing with myself. What was I thinking? I never ever thought about any of this before! Why would I paus to consider more of this this time? I did.
I remember putting my cloths back in the bag, the bag back in the locker, and grabbing my towel. I felt the cold water pelting me from head to toe as I reached up and turned the shower off. I left the towel behind as I looked at the door of that sauna, this time knowing what I would be walking into should I do this. I reached out and took the door in hand and with a deep breath pulled.
I stepped inside to see both bronze bodies, the color bronze as well as the hardness of bronze, glistening with sweet, sitting on the top bench, waiting me. Frank said, “Oh ya.”
Jo said, “Come to papa.” And patted the bench below him with his foot.
I felt so naked, more so than before as I stood wet and hairless, my little dick still jutting out pulsing. I stepped toward them looking at my feet as I left wet footprints. My skin was covered with goosebumps from the cold water, and was pink from the now warm air. My asshole was still doing the fish mouth as I moved. My mind couldn’t believe I was doing this, wanted to experience more of this. I sat at their feet.
Frank said, “Thanks Candy. While you showered Jo and me got a quick shower too. I hope you didn’t cum, did you girl?”
I shook my head no in silence, too ashamed to verbalize it. My hands covered my raging hard-on and my butt cheeks squeezed tightly as I sat there under these two men talking to me like I was their date.
Jo said, “Hay Candy girl, you wanna suck my cock now?”
Frank said, “Oh Jo, be nice to our girl. Don’t shame her like that. She don’t want to be axed. She wants to be guided and taken forcefully but gently. Aint that right Babe?”
I felt my head nod before I realized I was doing it.
Frank said, “Candy, hay girl, turn around. You can kneel on that bench and face us so we can see each other. Come on girl.”
I rose slowly but before I knew it I was about to kneel. Frank held out his hands and I lifted mine. He took my wrists gently but firmly, pushing me to kneel between Jo’s knees. He then pulled my hands to both his and Jo’s cocks. Both were raging hard and nearly three times bigger than my own. I wrapped my fingers around each and began to stroke. Frank let go and both men sat back with their hands behind their heads to watch me work.
Jo said, “You know Candy, I’d really like it if you’d plant some wet kisses on that thing right now. Would you kiss my big black cock for me girl? Come on. You know you want too.” I was leaning my head down to do as asked when he said, “Wait. First, tell me you’re a slut whore and you want to suck my big black cock girl.”
I hesitated, began to lean back and I guess they felt the pressure of my grip slacken, because Frank said, “Please don’t stop Babe. Jo just likes the nasty pillow talk, calling his women whore and bitch and slut. He only says it in play. Now you know you’re lovin this, and you love both of us. You proved that by coming back in here. I love how you sucked the cum out of me like you is my cum slut whore, and I wanna feel free to talk nasty to you and know you like it because I’m calling you mine. Now show me you understand and agree by telling Jo here you’re our cum slut whore and you wanna suck his big black cock. Please baby, for me?”
I looked at the cocks in my fists, up into the eyes of the men, my men, and tightened my grip with resolve to do this. Both of them smiled at me and I could see Frank nodding his head coaxing me to do it. I looked down at the cocks and said, I want to… I mean I am a cum slut, and I want to suck your big black cock.”
They laughed and leaned back sliding their butts forward pushing their cocks closer to me. I jacked them off as my own dick throbbed in the hot air. I couldn’t believe I wanted to, but I did want to do it. I jacked some more trying to get my courage up to do it.
Frank finally said, “Go on girl. Get a mouth full.”
I leaned into Jo’s lap and took the head of his cock between my lips. He tasted different than Frank. He was less salty. His odor was more perfumey. His slit seeped lots of liquid that flowed from him like a drippy faucet and this liquid was almost sweet. I felt I actually liked it, and the act of sucking it from him as well.
My other hand was jacking Frank as best I could with most of my concentration being directed to the cock in my mouth. The hand holding Jo’s cock I slid down to hold his balls. His balls were, well are much the same in size as Franks, but the hair is thicker and they hang lower.
Having wet kissed the gland, licked the crown like an ice-cream cone, and teased and dug with the tip of my tongue at the slit, all while sucking that yummy wetness from him, I changed up and started to push my lips down the shaft towards the base with desire to swallow it to the root.
I heard Jo grown and knew I was doing a good job. I felt his hand rest on my shoulder and his hips rise lifting his cock to thrust gently deeper into my oral sex hole. I in turn squeezed his balls gently causing him to amplify the reaction.
I could her the two of them talking but had my hands full, so I ignored them. Frank placed his hand on mine and was helping me jack his cock as I sucked on Jo. It sounded like they came to some kind of an agreement and suddenly I was pushed back as Frank said, That’s great. But here, just a minute.”
As he was talking he was moving. So was Jo. In a minute the two of them pulled me to sit on the top bench between them. I felt shy not knowing what they had in mind. Jo took my shoulders and pulled me down to an elbow, then onto my back. He guided me to the edge so my head hung over with no support.
Frank in the meantime was pushing my butt this way and that, lifting my legs and pushing them wide. I wanted to look but Jo kept me busy. Frank said, “Oh Jo, look at our girls big hard clit. She is so ready for this. Aren’t you girl”
I wasn’t sure what ‘THIS’ was but I said, “Yes.”
I felt Frank’s hand press my dick flat against my belly and rub it like he was rubbing a woman’s clitoris, fanning his fingers quickly back and forth like strumming a guitar. Oh it felt so wonderful.
I felt his other hand on my thigh near my knee, and squeezing it causing my asshole to do that fish-mouth thing again. I could still feel the stretch of Jo’s three fat fingers where I had ground my butt on them. I felt Frank rubbing the area just like Jo had done. It felt like he was using his cock to ooze his goo there too. Oh I wanted his fingers in me.
I said, “Frank, slow down. I can’t hold it if you do that,” as his fingers danced over my raging hard clit.
Jo said, “Tell me you want me to fuck your throat bitch.”
I looked at his cock bobbing right there beside my face and said, “I want you to fuck my throat Jo, please.” I opened my mouth and tried to catch it as he teased me, letting the head of his cock tap and poke my cheek lips and once in the eye.
Frank said, “Tell me you want me to fuck you honey.”
I was concentrating on the cock in my face as I repeated, “Please fuck me Frank.”
I didn’t realize what I had said until I caught the head of Jo’s cock in my mouth, felt it sliding through my lips on its wat to my throat, and felt the something larger than three of Jo’s fingers pushing at my sphincter.
I opened my eyes wide and screamed as I felt the head of Frank’s cock slipping through, opening me up wide, stretching oh so much feeling like I was about to rip open, and the next second Jo was grinding his hairy balls into my nose, my air was cut off, my face was draining fluid like before from my eyes nose and lips. My ears were ringing and then it was like I had been shot.
The pain was tremendous in my ass. I pushed with both my hands on Jo’s thighs to get free. I reached for my ass to stop Frank, but I couldn’t reach it. I was pinned between these two and felt trapped and helpless. I wondered would I die? Would they kill me like this? How long would I have to suffer like this? I kicked and thrashed and pushed with everything in me, but to no avail.
Frank had moved both his hands to both my thighs and was holding me, my knees near my chest, my ass wiggling in circles with the head of his cock lodged just behind my ass muscle now in torment.
Jo had grabbed both my wrists after I had balled my hands into fists and started pounding on his thighs. He probably knew I would eventually target his nuts with the need to freeing myself. As it was, my fists were tossed but this way and that never hitting anything or anybody. The more I thrashed the more I wiggled, and cried.
Jo shook my arms to get my attention, and said, “Quiet girl. Stop a minute and I’ll let you breath.” I felt like I was about to pass out, so I took control and forced my body to relax. I felt Jo pulling back and could feel his cock slipping out of me. When he popped free I gasped for air as he rubbed it around my face.
I found myself licking it as he rubbed it on my lips. I don’t know when I realized it, maybe as I was slurping it back between my lips, maybe some time after, that the head of that cock, Frank’s cock, now planted firmly inside my ass, no longer hurt.
Jo asked me, “Are you ready for me to fuck your throat again bitch?”
With my mouth full of big black dripping cock head, I spoke, “Uhu.”
I leaned my head back and opened my mouth wide, stretching my jaws for what I expected to come. I felt Jo move his hands to my chest, his fingers to my nipples, and I feared what I expected he was about to do.
My nipples were suddenly on fire with the pain of being pinched then twisted. You remember the ‘TITTY TWISTER’ we shared as k**s, right? This was the same, only the pain made me squirm and reach to grab his wrists.
Frank said, “Candy, don’t! If you have to, grab his ass, but don’t touch his hands.”
I forced my hands to slide around his hot body. We were all slippery wet with sweet. My hands clutched at his glutes and pulled with all my might as he twisted again. This action pulled his cock into my throat until his balls were grinding against my nose, his pubic bone was hard against my chin.
He stopped and I could feel the lingering ache of the twists radiating out from my chest like hot water running through my flesh. Frank asked, “Want me out of your pussy Candy?” and as he said this I felt him pull and the head pop out, and the heat start there and radiate like it was from my chest.
I felt air suddenly inside me and Jo pulling out of me too. I couldn’t believe the void I was feeling. I felt Jo’s cock slip from my lips as I coughed up a gulp of spittle and snot. I shook my head, not wanting this feeling of void. I begged, “Pleeeeeease!”
With that one word I felt Jo poke my lips again allowing me to fish him in to just suck on the dripping head. And then I felt Frank nudging his cock head at my back door again. He said, “Yes Candy girl?”
I nodded my head not wanting to let go of the cock in my mouth. With real gentleness Frank pushed the head back in until the ring closed once again around it.
Then Jo said, “Show me you want me to fuck you again bitch.” I tilted my head back and opened wide, allowing his cock to slide in deep. This time he pulled right back out and dove in again. The reality was this black man was now fucking my mouth, my lips my throat my face, and doing it with long deep even strokes that on the out left only the throbbing head between my wet lips and on the in left his balls and pubic bone grinding into my nose and chin.
I was being face fucked like this when I heard Jo say, “Go ahead Frank, fuck her.”
I was gushing fluids from my eyes and nose and mouth again as I felt this wild fucking and I couldn’t believe there could be more. I heard Frank’s voice over the squishy squashy noise of the fucking inside my head, “No, I want Candy to fuck me when she’s ready.”
Jo said, “Then let go of the bitches legs and let her show you she wants it.”
I felt Franks hands lift from my thighs allowing my legs to flop around in the air. I could feel his huge cock head berried just inside my ass. Jo was really fucking me now and I could tell by his nasty talk he was about to cum, and I wanted him to!
I pulled my legs up and felt Frank’s cock throbbing inside my bottom. I stretched out a leg and felt the shaft of his cock slide in a bit. There was no pain so I took a minute to enjoy the cock fucking my throat and do a little focused breathing. Oh it was so yummy.
I lifted both my legs and felt Franks cock slide out lodging the head again at the entrance. Then with my focus on my lower half, which was hard ignoring the cuck thrusting in and out of my throat, I stretched both my legs out to either side of Frank’s hips, and felt him sink into me a few inches, I think. I’m not sure how much.
I lowered my one foot to the bench on one side, but there was no bench on the other side of him. I used this leg planted firmly to lift myself, my butt off the bench, and as I did the lifting action forced more of Frank’s cock into me.
Jo said, “That’s it girl, fuck your man’s big black cock. Tell him you love him.”
I couldn’t speak as Jo thrust his cock in at the moment I was opening up to say it.

I worked my ass in circles feeling Frank’s cock sliding in and out several inches. I realized I actually was fucking Frank’s cock with my ass and it felt soooo good.
I hooked my other foot around his back and dug my heal into his ass trying to pull him into me, as Jo thrust and ground, thrust and ground. I was lifting my rump up and down trying to fuck Frank with my ass as best I could.
Frank asked, “Would you like me to fuck you Candy?”
Jo pulled his cock out of my mouth the let me breath a minute, and asked, “Want both of us to fuck you bitch?
I said between pants, “Ohhh yes pleeeese, fuck meeee!
That’s when I felt Frank slide his hands under my bottom and lift. His cock drove in so deep I felt the air burp out of me. Jo took my head in his hands and with gentleness eased his cock back into my throat to the root once again.
As before I had body fluids pooring from my eyes and nose and mouth as Jo stroked and stroked.
Frank started at a slow pace first, pulling all the way out of me except the head, then pushing slowly all the way back into me. I couldn’t believe how wonderful this felt.
Then he picked up the pace holding my rump squeezing my ass cheeks so hard they ached deliciously, his cock trusting in and out as my legs flailed about in the air.
I felt his cock pop out and air rush in, then he drove back in again. This forced that air to fart out noisily causing me great shame. But he didn’t care as he did it again and again. The feeling of his cock escaping me then driving back in balls deep was crazy good!
I heard Jo, “Look Frank, he’s peeing himself,” and I could feel my pee shooting out my erect clitoris over my belly. I didn’t care as I felt like I was in constant orgasm, or almost.
Frank growled in his deep base voice, “I’m yahhh I’mmm dam I’m cumming so hard girl!” and with that I felt him grinding his pubic bone into my ass and his cock swelling and throbbing deep inside my body.
Jo yelped, “FUUUUCK, Me too, take this BITCH!” and I felt him too grinding his body into my face. His cock was swelling and pulsing like a trapped snake spitting venom as it strikes again and again.
I guess I came too in all the excitement because I had a little puddle of my cum on my belly and a few spirts that made it to my chest. I found this when I awoke. I guess I had passed out.
I awoke to the sensation of both men pulling their deflating cocks from my totally immobilized body. I couldn’t move. I felt Frank lift my leg over myself and flop it onto the other on the bench. I was rolled to that side by Jo after he slipped his cock from my lips. I was in a fetal position for some time. I heard them leave. I was alone, naked, fucked full of cum, and on the verge of passing out. I may have.
I felt relaxed after a time and heard someone enter, the door was pulled open and in a sauna that’s like breaking the seal of the fridge. I had my back to them. I hoped it would be one of them and not some janitor.
Jo whispered, “Hay, buddy. Wake up. Let me help.” He helped me to sit up. Then I saw Frank enter too. The two of them helped me to stand. They walked me out of the hot room and over to one of the showers. They helped me in and turned on the warm water. It felt so good.
I was just standing there as I felt the water getting cooler. Frank asked, “You okay dad?”
I nodded my head and looked down at myself to see if I had been hurt. All looked in place and no bruising. That was good. I whispered, “Ya, thanks. I’m fine I think.”
Frank said, “You been coming in three times a week. Jo and I agree, we really liked you tonight, and want you to know, you don’t have to avoid the place if you ain’t happy with us. You always start on the tread-mill. If you start there as usual next time we’ll ignore ya. You won’t have a thing to worry about, we promise!”
I said, “Thanks. I’ll remember that.” I was wondering at that moment if I would look for another gym later, or give up this physical fitness stuff all together.
Jo poked his head around the shower door to say, “Ya dad. You’re tops. I’ll do you again if you let me. But if you start on the tread-mill, as Frank said, we both agree you want to be left alone. I hope not but if we upset you, sorry man. Oh I better take down the sign.” A moment later Frank and I were alone again
Frank said, “Hope we see ya again soon. Friends?”
I said, “Ya, friends I guess.” I had to ask, “How’d you know no one would catch… well,”
Frank explained, “Remember when Jo left us alone in there? That’s when he went and hung the closed sign and locked the door.”
I was naked in the shower listening to all this when Frank said, “One last thing. Mind if I call you Candy?”
I didn’t know what to say so I just looked at him in silence as the water quietly pelted me.
He continued, “Candy, lift your arms.”
I guess I was still in submissive mode because I did. Frank stepped into the shower behind me and took my wrists in his powerful hands. He wasn’t forceful, so I didn’t try to pull away. He lifted me near off my feet and I felt several vertebra pop.
He lowered me back onto my feet, but he didn’t release my wrists. Instead he pulled them back around his neck as he lowered his head beside my shoulder. He whispered, “Hold your hands here and don’t let go.”
I entwined my fingers never questioning why I was doing this with this man. He lowered one of his hands to the soap dish and grabbed the bar. With the other he slid his fingers down the side of my body down to my hip.
I felt his cock pressing into the crack of my ass and it felt like it was getting hard again as he rubbed the bar of soap all over my chest, my belly, my armpits and arms, down into my groin, then passed it off into the other hand to repeat the process as he lathered me up all over, top to bottom.
Yes his cock was getting big again and was firmly planted between the cheeks of my ass. It was building its own lather back there as our bodies slid side by side.
I turned my head to ask him what he was doing, when he turned his head toward me at the same time. I was getting excited again in the hands of a man. But this time I didn’t ask why. I just took it for what it was.
His lips moved to mine and he pressed them together. I felt his lips part so I parted mine with him. I felt his tongue slip into my mouth and I tilted my head back and pulled hard on his neck as I felt him probing my mouth.
His hands were all over me, up and down my sides, squeezing my man boobs, pinching my nipples not so hard as before but causing me to gasp with delight into his mouth all the same.
His cock was driving me wild sawing through my crotch from my ass to my balls. I felt like I was sitting on it.
I took his face in my hands and held it still for a minute while I kissed him. And while I did this I pushed my dick out as far as I could, so far I felt his magnificent hard cock slide out from under me, so far I could feel the head grazing the crown as it dug back through the crack of my ass.
He pulled back so his cock retreated even more, probably thinking I wanted it out of there.
I held his face with one hand lips to lips, while I lowered the other to take his cock into my grasp. He was confused as I continued to French him as I held his cock in place and then pressed my ass back toward it.
I had trouble getting it aligned with my hole, but he got the idea and took my hand from it. He took both my hands and pressed them to the wall in front of me. I lifted a leg as he aligned himself.
I felt him jiggling and realized he was sudzing his manhood up, then he moved in. I felt him penetrate me once again, and as he did I moved one arm to behind his neck, my body twisted half around.
I kissed him as he sank deep into my bowels once more. I held his head tightly to mine as he began to fuck me. Frank hooked my lifted leg to help support me as he pounded me from behind.
His other hand moved to my crotch where he fanned my clitoris driving me in sane. I moved my other arm to encircle his neck as he drove me wild for him.
He lifted me like a girl, flipping me around for a bit before pulling out of me. I moaned with frustration.
He turned me to face him. Our cocks, well his cock and my clit rubbing together for the first time, before he hooked my armpits with his hands and lifted me up.
I wrapped my legs around his waist keeping my arms around his neck as he lowered me back to his waiting lips. He is such a big man. As I descended I felt his cock return to my bottom, enter me there, and my own body weight lowered me onto him.
My size compared to his truly made me feel feminine as I clung to him, held solidly in his powerful arms, and his huge cock dancing around inside my belly, while my insides wiggled around his impalement.
His hands moved to my bottom and I sat in them as he bounced me up and down like a c***d. Each bounce pulled him mostly out the dropped me back driving him deep again, again, and again. Ho I never knew what a woman felt, couldn’t, until now.
When he finally dropped me onto him the last time, and I felt him grinding his pubs into my bottom with rapped little thrusts, I pulled him into me with my heals and rutted my clit against the bristly pubic hair of his belly. My dick was almost in his belly button when I felt him grunting and growling and his cock swelling throughout my insides.
He was grunting something, “Tell me you love me!”
I leaned close to his ear and said, “I love you Frank,” as I squeezed my ass as tight as I could. That’s when he bit my shoulder and locked his teeth into my tender flesh and did several more jabs.
That’s when I came too. There was a little sticky come between us for a little while until the water washed it away.
We stood like this in the pelting water for several minutes, returning to reality. Frank asked, “Did you mean it?”
I asked, “What?”
He said, “Never mind.”
I said, “No, mean what Frank?”
I could feel his hard on going down as I clung to his neck, still pelted with hot water. “Did you mean what you said?”
I asked, “What, that I love you?”
He nodded and looked me in the eyes as he squeezed my bottom, causing me to moan again. His cock was almost out of me all but the head when I said, “I’ll have to think about it. I’m well, I never, but I did, well maybe. Let me think about it.”
Frank smiled and said, “You know I’m keeping you as my shut whore. Say you know it too.” With each word he spoke he squeezed my butt causing me to squirm in pleasure.
I looked at him and squeezed my ass tight on his cock head. I pulled his face to mine, and drove my tongue into his mouth.
As we kissed I felt a hot filling sensation inside me. I can’t explain it, just that I felt his cock flex then swell a bit before this feeling of being filled up tremendously. Then with a splash I felt his cock head shoot out of me and fluid draining from my ass with no sign of ending.
I looked down to the floor of the shower and saw yellow swirling down the drain.
I asked Frank, “Did you pee inside me?”
He giggled and asked, “How’d you like it Candy?”
I said, “My name is Steve… and I’ll have to think about this some more too, before I say.”
He said, “Steve the man when we’re in public, but Stevie when we’re alone girl. And I want you to be all over this cock when we are. Okay?”
I said, “I better go. It’s getting late. Put me down.”
Frank held me and gave me a look as he said, “Stevie, tell me you love my cock and agree to be all over it next time. Do you want down? Say it.”
I pulled his ear close and whispered into it, “I loved it Frank. You know I did. I’ll do as you say, next time, maybe. But not if I’m on the tread-mill. You promised. Now let me down.”
I stepped out of the shower feeling like my ass was a train tunnel with wind blowing through freely. My nipples ached and my legs, my thighs mostly. I noticed my throat felt raw too as I swallowed.
As I dressed Frank left the back to spell Jo out front. Jo came back with a knowing smile. “So, you okay with us, Stevie?” I knew Frank had told him some of it, hopefully not most of it, not yet at least, not until I got out.
I nodded my head and smiled as I bent to get my clothes from my bag. Jo said, “Come here a minute.” I didn’t want to offend him, not after just letting his friend fuck me, so I followed him into the stall area. There he stepped beside a urinal and told me he had to pee.
I looked at him wondering why he didn’t if he had to. He then said, Come here Stevie and hold my cock while I pee. Aim it for me.”
Normally this would have been a HELL NO moment, but not after everything that had happened so far. I stepped close and he took my wrists, pulling them around his waist to his crotch. He was back in his gym shorts and tank top, but his cock was dangling out one leg.
I pulled his cock out lifting the shorts as I did so his cock stood out freely and pointed it like a fire hose at the porcelain. I felt it flex in my fingers and his hips jut forward a bit before a powerful stream of pee blasted out.
I could feel the heat and turbulence of it as it forced its way through the tube along the underside of his huge black cock. The look of it so dark in my white fingers looked so contrasting.
He watched me watching his cock pee a river, blasting like a fire hose, going where I aimed it. When he stopped I shook it several times. I pushed it back into his shorts, and turned to leave.
Jo said, “Thanks Steve. Later?”
I nodded and left.
As I said, this was about seven or eight months ago. I thought about never going back after that, but it was less than a week later I felt a compulsion to see what would happen if I did. That will be another chapter.