Date: Tue, 30 Oct 2018 14:19:22 -0500 From: eric patrick Subject: Der Boiler part 2 Der Boiler Part 2 Again, thank you to Nifty for all they do. If you can, donate so we may continue to have this great resource! Part 2: "I'm a goddamn nasty little whore" I said. "Who wants to fuck me?!" I turned around facing the screen and I lay down, staying on my knees and reaching around to spread my ass open. My chest and face lay on the cold tile floor. There were old and new streaks of cum on the tile I was laying on but I didn't care. It was only more cum and it made me even dirtier. All I needed was cock. My eyes were unfocused and nearly unseeing. My brain was only registering tactile sensations. That's all I needed. My body only wanted to feel, and when the time comes, to taste. I was already in a stupor, uncaring about what would happen to me as long as I made men cum. More appropriately said, I didn't care what would happen to me as long as men were using me to cum. With women, I'm dominant. It's thrilling to be in control and exercise my physical strength and power for the two of us. With single men I tend to be a power bottom; I enjoy impressing that single partner with my enthusiasm and energy. Tonight though, face down on a cummy tiled floor in a gay German bathhouse, there wasn't a single part of me that wanted to be in control. No dominant, no power bottom; only a rag doll to be used and abused and fucked away. I didn't have to wait long for that to happen. A sharp sting across my ass. And then another. A man had come down and begun to spank me. As the blood rushed to his handprint the stings began to felt like a warmth through my cheek. A pause in the spanking and then a big gob of spit, audibly splashing against my ass crack. I felt the man use the head of his cock to smear his warm spit down to my asshole. I was too far gone to worry about the pain; I knew it may hurt for a minute, depending on how hung he was and how rough he chose to be, but the choice was his. How he fucked me, how gentle he was and how considerate he was of my pain was entirely his choice. All I could do is accept it. As soon as I offered my asshole to this room of men the choice was no longer mine, and I was washed over with a sense of calm and purpose. The man lined his cock up against my hole and began to push. He popped into my ass with very little pressure. I had vigorously finger fucked myself in the shower and I was happy for it; even if I was tighter and it hurt, I would have been just as happy that my discomfort was because of this man's pleasure. With quick short thrusts he began working his cock deeper and deeper into me. The sensation was as good as it has ever been and if I had been more conscious besides focusing on tactile sensations I would have wondered why it had been so long since I had taken cock like this. I felt his hips start to slam against my ass and as he bottomed out in me he grabbed my hips and started pulling me back onto him. He was grunting now, fully enjoying fucking my hole as much as I was enjoying being fucked. I had to brace with an arm against the way. He hammered away and began grunting hard, mean sounding words in German. I didn't understand a word of what he was saying but it was aggressive sounding and urgent. I was grunting now with him as the air escaped my lungs with every thrust. I lost control of my body as my brain could focus only on what was happening to my asshole. He began to fuck harder and harder and his words sounded rougher. Finally, a loud long moan and his cock was left thrust as deep in my ass as he could be and he filled me up with his hot cum. I felt the warmth of it fill me deep inside. He stopped pulsing and cumming and stayed in me, gently pushing back and forth using my hole to milk every last drop of him into me. Finally, semi-soft he pulled his cock from me. I didn't have time to enjoy the feeling of having been used by him and enjoy feeling his cum in my ass. I don't know if the next slap across my ass was his good by or a new man's hello. What I do know is a large heavy hand slapped my cheek and a new cock was shoved directly up my asshole. The cum from the first man was much better lube than the other's spit. This new cock was thicker and I could feel the immense pressure of my asshole being stretched out so abruptly. This second cock didn't waste any time at all and I was being fucked with long deep strokes immediately. The aggression this new cock was giving me had me simply holding on for the ride. My arm was braced against the wall to keep me from sliding too far forward on the floor. The cum on my face was dried now and the taste of it in my mouth was forgotten by the hard fast fucking I was taking. The pressure overwhelmed my physical pleasure. What my body wasn't feeling in pleasure though, my mind was; this stranger of a man, this random German man, was making himself feel good using my body. That was the only pleasure I needed and probably the only satisfaction I deserved. The stranger kept pounding me and I kept grunting until he came. He pulled out of my ass and sprayed his hot load all over my ass cheeks. The final few spurts of cum he lined his cock up and came on my asshole for whoever the next cock was going to be. I forced my breathing to return to normal and gained as much composure as I could. This was a technique I had learned as a combatives instructor in the US Army, where I was "an expert and a professional" Now I was using this technique to ready myself to get fucked by who knows how many more strangers on foreign soil. I regained my breath and reached back to finger my asshole and spread number two's cum all over my asscheeks. It was still warm and slick and I hoped it was shiny in the low light, showing everybody just how nasty I was. The next man made his presence known by grabbing a fistful of my short hair and yanking my head back. My back arched and presented my ass for him in the position he wanted. Once he had pushed his cock in with his other hand that one went to my face. For the next few minutes he kept me bent backwards like that. He fucked me as the other two men had with forceful strokes. While he fucked me I held one hand against the wall to steady us, and my other hand on top of his on my face, pushing his thumb and then his fingers into my mouth so I could suck them while he fucked me. His was the first face I saw of the men who had used me so far. He was around 40 years old and fit with thick chest hair. His head was shaved and he had a few days of stubble on his face which was tensed into a grimace as he used me. He had my head cranked back to look at him as he came. His grimace became tighter like his grip on my hair and across my face. His thrusts were short and staccato as he emptied himself into me. His cum was added to the other two loads already in my ass and when he pulled his spent cock, a dribble of cum dripped out and down my balls. I was already kneeling upright when he pulled himself out of me and I could look around the room. Only two men were left and they were both standing and stroking their cocks having enjoyed the show we had given them. The rest had either already fucked me and left, or perhaps were too shocked by the depravity and left. The idea that some men would not want to see a man debase himself like I was doing satisfied me. Fuck them I thought...I'm the best whore here and I'll prove it. The two men standing behind me were still stroking their cocks. I turned around, still on my knees and in a language they didn't understand said "are you going to fuck me or what?" I took two steps on my knees and swallowed one cock whole. His was a size you can deep throat without terrible effort and that's just what I did. I was in a euphoric, animalistic haze and I worshipped his cock in a way I hope he had never had it sucked before. Grunting, moaning, slurping and smacking sounds filled the room and just as before that cock in my mouth was the only thing in the world that mattered. From behind I could feel the other man's fingers gently probing my now loose asshole. It was slick with cum and puffy from the abuse it had been given. I pulled off the cock long enough to look back and order him to fuck me. The man kneeled and as I sank my mouth back onto the other's cock, he pushed his all the way up my asshole. It felt as good as the first cock did and as he found his rhythm and pushed and pulled on my hips, sitting me onto his lap, I had to grab the other man's hips and use those to keep my mouth on his cock. We stayed like this for I don't know how long; I would slide off one cock and onto the other and back again as I was spit roasted by these two horny strangers. Eventually the rhythm was interrupted as the man fucking me tensed and came. Upright now more cum dripped from my ass as he pulled his cock out. As soon as my ass was empty the man I had been sucking pulled away and moved in behind me. He shoved his cock in me now. All the saliva and spit from my oral worshipping was meaningless as lube compared to the four other loads already in my ass. The other man took his turn at my mouth. His cock was getting soft after cumming but he was entirely coated in cum. He told me something in German as he slapped his cock across my face. It left a smear of cum across my check and I dove on it. It was the cum of four different men coating him and as I was being fucked by a fifth, I sucked and licked the cum of the first four off this man's cock. The taste was ripe. It was salty and tangy and a little bitter all at the same time. It was warm, either from being so fresh or from having been deep in my asshole for so long. The man standing above me was muttering praises in German and it only encouraged me to tongue bath his cock more. Finally, the taste of four men coating my mouth and their cum smeared across my face, he pulled his cock from me again and after another slap across my other cheek he left. The last man who had been fucking me I could hardly feel. It wasn't that he wasn't hung, it was just a sensory overload from what had been done to my ass already. I could feel a pleasant warm pressure and the movement inside of me, but besides that, my ass was too used to feel the full effects. Mentally though this fifth cock was just as good as the first one to penetrate me. This strange man was using my body to make himself cum. It was the only thing in the world that mattered to me right then. He added his load to me, pulled out and left. I slumped to the floor for a minute and rolled over onto my stomach. For a time, the room was empty and the only thing there was the porn projecting on the wall. The feeling from my ass was overwhelming. It wasn't pain or discomfort; just over use. I slide four fingers deep into my ass and wiggled my fingers. They sloshed around in cum. I slid my hand farther in and got just a past the base knuckles on that hand. My asshole had never been that used or stretched before I thought. I wiggled my fingers again before sliding my hand out. My hole felt empty. I licked and sucked my fingers clean, making a little show out of it just in case I had an unknown audience. I wasn't close to being done this night.