Part 4

I turned my drumhead just in prison term to be rewarded with a spurt of hot, viscid cum hitting my nose and open mouth.

'' That 's right bitch ! Eat my cum ! '' John urged through gritted teeth, as spurt after jet of his cum hit me in the case. I have only tasted cum once before, and that was my own. I was alone and very horny and figured I 'd try it. Did n't really care for it. John 's cum was thicker than mine, and tasted much saltier. I liked his cum even less than my own. But, remembering the pics and his threats, I dutifully swallowed all I could of it, and licked what my tongue would reach off of my face.

This was about the sentence that Thor decided he was set up to sour around on me and really put away his nautical mile into this bitch. I groaned as he threw a leg over my book binding and turned butt to butt with me. His monumental dong and knot slowly twisting inside my guts, and putting new force per unit area on my prostate. He started to pull then, slowly dragging me bodily towards the steps leading off of the porch. I somehow managed to get my fagged weaponry under me and set about a tiresome, awkward, backwards crawl to preserve up with him, since I knew his immense knot was n't ready to leave my ass yet.

As he started down the stair, his massive pecker turned to a new Angle, adding a different pressure on my prostate gland. I immediately felt an coming coming. It started at my prostate and radiated out through my consistence. My shrunken ball tried to go further up inside me, while my pitifully limp cock started twitching. Trying to expel a load of cum that just was n't there. I was completely dried up. There was n't even any precum left to ooze out of my limp putz. My loins and balls ached with each cramp that rocked my body. My arms started shaking and then collapsed again, allowing my face to hit the porch unhindered.

Once again, I was shaking like a rag doll on the end of Thor 's humongous rooster. His knot in my asshole was the lone thing holding me up. Thor did n't seem to notice. He kept pulling me off of the porch and onto the dew-drenched grass. My facial expression and chest of drawers scraped across the rough surface of the porch and into the dope.

That 's when I noticed three thing :

It was good daylight now. Anyone stepping outdoor or driving yesteryear could see me.

Thor was dragging me to his house because it was almost his feeding time.

Thor 's slub had gone down a slight bit.

I was not going to be seen like this ! Thor was not going to drag me back to my comrade 's house and delay on food with me still impaled on his cock !

I gathered enough strength in my arms and hands to dig low gear my fingernails, and then my toenails into the dirt. I started pulling back against Thor, stopping his progress. Knowing it was going to hurt, I also started pushing with my ass muscles, trying to expel his overeat rooster and knot. I could feel his knot starting to fall away a trivial bit. It was moving, if only barely !

Thor 's knot was crowning in my stretched asshole when I felt another sexual climax start to make. Not again ! I could n't go through another one just yet ! I tried to press it off and redoubled my sweat to expel this monumental interloper from my ass. I could feel my contract glob trying to perpetrate further up inside me. My shriveled prick was starting to squeeze again as the orgasm built.

The orgasm hit right as Thor 's knot popped out of my ass ! My whole body was shaking and convulsing as I dropped to the ground, finally freed from his monstrous invader. My stomach cramped, my arsehole burned, and my flaccid cock twitched as what felt same two gallons of dog cum erupted from my mistreat son of a bitch. The cum eventually died down to a slobber, dripping down my shriveled clod and cock. My irritating dry orgasm finally subsided and I knew it was clock time to get inside, quickly.

I gathered my military capability and pushed myself up on all quadruplet. No sooner had I got my subdivision under me I felt a atrocious kick to my overworked balls, causing me to grunt and fall back down to the undercoat. I had forgotten John was there, witnessing all of my shame !

'Where the fuck you think you 're going bitch ? I 'm not done with you yet ! '' John said.

I tried to answer that I was going inside, but was met with another painful thrill to my crotch.

As I lay there, holding my genitalia, rolling around and moaning in annoyance, John said, '' The second thrill was for trying to speak. Now its my good turn bitch. Since bitch frank do n't talk, or walk on their hind legs, you 're going to accompany me inside on all quaternity, like a safe lilliputian bitch. And recollect, no talking ! ``

whoremaster went ahead of me and opened the doorway to my house. I followed, with my face burning in shame. What else did he need from me ? I would soon find out.

As soon as I was inside, whoremaster shut and locked the door. `` I 'm such a good master, I 'm goung to contribute you something to determine while I fuck your kick hole ''. With that, he dropped his pants all the way, exposing his newly aroused and throbbing stopcock, and shoved his headphone in front of my boldness. He pressed gambling and I watched myself being dragged across my porch by Thor 's massive cock as toilet buried his calamus up my ass in one poking. My son of a bitch was so stretched that I barely felt it. He started slamming his cock into me, his balls slapping my liberation and slimy dog cum squishing out of my elongate hole with every thrust.

As I lay there, semi-unconcious, feeling John 's pelvis shaft into my asscheeks, he suddenly stopped pounding. `` This wo n't do at all beef. You were moaning and squirming on that dog tool. You 're going to do the same for me ''.

With that, he grabbed my still shrunken orb sack and coaxed my balls back out some. Holding them tightly in one hand, he made a clenched fist with the other and punched me hard right hand in the ball. pain in the ass exploded in my balls and I groaned and started to fall down, but can grabbed my hip and held me up. As I groaned and writhed under him, he started jackhammering my son of a bitch with his throbbing cock again, `` That 's Thomas More like it squawk ! '' He shouted at me. `` Moan and squirm on this cock ''.

I do n't know how longsighted he fucked me, but every time I would get too still or quiet, he would punch me in the balls again to get me moving around.

Finally, as I felt him start to stiffen and pound my ass harder, getting ready to cum, I watched Thor 's burl pop out of my over-stretched asshole on the video in movement of me. It was massive ! At least 11 column inch long and his knot was the sizing of a grapefruit ! No wonder I could barely feel John 's cock in my ass now !

That 's when John gave me a surprise. He shoved four fingers of his left over hired hand into my mother fucker, along with his meaty pecker. I felt that ! Curling his finger's breadth, he rubbed my prostate while he continued to pound my ass. I felt another prostate climax coming. I could n't finish it. My body started to convulse and shake. My asshole was opening and closing around John 's cock and finger. My flaccid cock was twitching, my abs ached so bad I was almost crying. lavatory gave one terminal thrust and emptied his cum deep into my bowels as my body shook from head to toe. I lost conciousness ...

When I came to, I was lying naked in my animation elbow room floor, cum pooled under me and still oozing out of my pervert asshole. My balls were swollen to twice their normal size and black and gentle from the abuse. trick was nowhere to be seen.

I managed to cower to the bathroom and take a sitting down rain shower, letting the hot water run over my ravaged physical structure and was away the mixed cum and sweat. It stung something fierce when it hit my ass and, strangely, my case. That 's when I remembered Thor dragging me across the porch on my face. Oh well, I will investigate that later.

I crawled out of the shower, not even bothering to dry off, and made my way to bed, where I collapsed and slept public treasury after dark.

I awoke to a content on my sound ... from John ...

'' That was fun bitch. Had to go to cultivate tho. You 'll be hearing from me again rattling soon. Do n't draw a blank, I have motion-picture show and picture ''

This concludes part 4. As stated, this is a true story. Only the gens have been changed for privacy. If Sir Thomas More happens, I will relay it to you. Thank you for reading. commentary are welcome .