Date: Mon, 6 Sep 2021 23:25:33 +0000 (UTC)
From: Rob <rob83401@yahoo.com>
Subject: Whored Out: Cubby and Colin Create A Cuck - chapter 14 Authoritarian

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Tony, the hunky Latino security guard was planning to fuck me in one of
the upper floor hallways. He'd texted the other security guys and let
them know the floor and wing. Tony must've had porn star ambitions. He
wanted to fuck me under one of the closed-circuit cameras so all his
co-workers could watch. He said there's less traffic on the fourteenth
floor; but it would not be without some risk. He said he'd fucked some of
the cleaning staff up there; but always at night after everyone had left.
In fact, he had a favorite camera and knew where to stand to get the best
angles. As he was explaining it, another text came in.

"Yeah baby! One of the guys in IT is linking us up with the security
camera feeds in the neighboring buildings. We could get a couple dozen
viewers. My big dick is going to be famous! Only thing is, for all his
hard work, IT guy wants to have a go at that ass. Some of the other
security guys are putting their names in a hat. Are you up for it?"

"Might as well. Just tell them no rubbers; and I want a copy of the video
for my boyfriend."

"Are you shittin' me? You're taking loads from strangers and you have a
boyfriend? What is he, a cuck?"

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The fourteenth flour of the building where I worked housed a law office
and a payroll company. There was an empty suite of offices at the end of
one hallway. This was where Tony planned to fuck me. There was a large
window at the end of the hall that provided lots of natural light. There
was also a door to the stairwell. He figured it would make an escape
route if we heard someone coming. I suggested we check to see if one of
the empty offices was unlocked; but Tony was having none of that. The
closed-circuit security cameras were only in the public spaces. Tony kept
saying he had a big dick and he wanted to show it off.

When we got up there, some guys were just hauling equipment into the
empty offices to start painting. Omar, the IT guy was standing by the
door to the stairwell with a ladder and some cables. He looked at Tony
and gestured toward the painters and shrugged. Tony was pissed that his
plan was getting spoiled. He went in to talk to the painters. As I was
standing next to Omar, I felt his hand slide over my ass.  Omar was not
your standard IT geek. He was a cute. He looked like a rugby player; kind
of beefy and really hairy. When I looked at him, he just winked and
started to talk to me in a hushed voice.

"So you're the guy, huh? Tony said you were hot. You've got a sexy
fucking ass, bro."

As he talked, he slipped his hand down the back of my pants. He paused
when he touched the end of the butt plug. With his other hand, he grabbed
my wrist and pulled my hand over onto his crotch. Omar was ready to go.

"Tony said you've already got an ass full of sperm. I guess the plug is
to keep it in there?  I've never done anything this kinky before; but I
think I can get into it. My girlfriend would have a heart attack if she
saw this?"

"Girlfriend? Really?"

"We're both bi. We have another couple we play with sometimes. Always
with condoms, though."

Just then, one of the painters came out into the hallway and caught us.
Omar still had his hand down my pants. I had unzipped his fly and had my
hand inside. The painter was a blond, surfer looking kid. He smiled and
dropped his hand down to rest on his own sizeable bulge. He nodded his
head toward the stairwell and the three of us started to move in that
direction. This boy was not shy. He was unzipping his white painters
pants as he walked.

"That cute rent-a-cop in there is on a fucking power trip man. He's
trying to convince my buddies that we have to leave and come back
tomorrow. He said some people were coming to film something. I was headed
to the bathroom when I saw you two perverts. I want in on the fun, too."

As the stairwell door closed behind us, surfer boy pulled his t-shirt
over his head. A little skinny but definitely cute. He wrapped his arms
around me from the front, while Omar unbuckled my belt and pulled my
pants and jock down. Surfer boy leaned in for a kiss. He put his hands up
inside my shirt and started to play with my nips. Omar pulled out the
butt plug, held it up for surfer boy to see, then tossed it to the side.

"You guys are fucking kinky. You're going to have to come play with me
and my hubby sometime. He would love you boys. How long have you been
together?"

Omar laughed. With his cock at my hole, he put a hand on each of my
shoulders and started to slide his big cock into me.

"Fuck, bro. We're not together. I don't even know this cub's name. All I
know is that he's hot as hell and he has the slickest ass I've ever
felt."

"Wait. Are you in him raw? You just met and you're punching him raw?

"Oh buddy, there is already so much cum in this ass. One more load isn't
gonna hurt. If I'm honest, there's going to be another load in there
pretty damn soon. I have never been in a dude's ass without a condom on.
I can't fuckin' believe it!"

"So sexy cub; are you gonna let him finish inside ya? If he gets to pump
his nut up your hole, how about me too? My husband never lets me fuck
him. He unloads in me all the time; but I haven't bred an ass since we
got married. We use condoms when we have guys over. So sometimes I get to
top; but it's not the same when your dicks wrapped. Are you gonna let me
shoot my babies up that fat ass?"

Before I could answer, Omar started to speed up. He was really hammering
his hips into me. Then I felt him start to shake.

"Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Sorry that was so fast.
Can you feel my load pumping in your ass? Jesus. I thought I was gonna
have a stroke. Oh fuck. Blondy, you better get your skinny ass back here.
When I pull out, I'm afraid we're gonna have a gusher. I can't fucking
believe that just happened. I can't believe I finally got to breed a
dude."

Omar slipped out and surfer boy was right there to take his place. Surfer
boy had some good genetics. His cock was fat and looked even fatter on
his skinny torso. He rubbed the head all around my hole. At first I
thought he was trying to find the opening; but he was just getting his
dick slicked up good on all sides. Just as he shoved into me, the
stairwell door flew open. Omar's dick was still sticking straight out,
dripping the last of his load. Surfer boy was in me to the hilt; his
skinny buns tensed up to get in as deep as possible. Security guard Tony
was not happy we started without him.

"Fuck, Omar. Fuck you!  We had an agreement, asshole! You already fucked
him? Fuck, Omar. You are gonna pay for this. And who's the skinny fuckin'
teenager? What the fuck! I was only gone for like three minutes!"

"Hey, I'm twenty six, pal. And it looks like this skinny fuckin' teenager
is breeding this hot ass before you do. You know what that means?  That
means when you fuck him, you're gonna be riding on my nut. You like that?
And three fucking minutes is plenty of time for a talented ass like this
to suck a load out of a guy. You, my friend have got a shitty fucking
attitude. You have more questions?"

Tony didn't know how to react to surfer boy's rebuke. His face got even
redder and he stomped out of the stairwell.

"Jeez! For a minimum wage security guard, he thinks he so fucking
important. Here I am having the best time of my life and he comes in here
trying to mess with my buzz. Glad he's fuckin' gone."

Surfer boy had a solid, smooth ass-fucking technique. All the way in and
then all the way out, no real rush, just firm purposeful strokes. Omar
was captivated. He reached out a hand and held it on surfer boys ass.
When he felt the contact, surfer boy looked over at him and smiled. Now
on the outstroke, he pushed his ass back into Omar's hand. Omar couldn't
believe his dick was still hard. He moved behind the blonde twink and
rubbed his cock along his crack. Happy to be the filling in a sandwich,
surfer boy bent forward a little at the waist and used both hands to pull
his own ass cheeks apart. Omar reached around the twink and wrapped his
fingers around his big cock. Surfer boy got the message and pulled all
the way out of my cream-pied hole. When he did, Omar pushed two fingers
inside me and came away with some of nature's lube. He smeared it around
surfer boys hole and slicked up his own cock

Surfer boy then drove his fat cock back into me. He paused just long
enough for Omar penetrate him.

"Fuck yeah! A dick in my ass while I rawdog a bear cub's hole. I must be
dreamin'. Wait. You in back. Omar, right? Don't move. Just hold still and
let me drive, okay? I'll try and ride your dick while I fuck this sloppy
ass. Let's see if we can get a rhythm going here."

I braced myself against the stair railing as surfer boy started to slowly
rotate his hips. All the way deep into my ass, then a slow retreat. It
was quiet enough in the stairwell to here the cum forthing and churning
as he moved. If the moans from Omar were any indication, things were good
on his end, too. As he started to pump faster, I felt a drip on my face;
followed by wet splats all around me.  Looking up, I saw one of the
painting crew on the upper landing. He had been jerking off as he watched
us, his long cock poking through the bars of the stair railing. The jizz
shower had startled me; but the fapper was smiling as he milked out the
last drops.

"Sorry, buddy. I was aiming for Jason. Hey Jase, when you're finished
being a sleazy ass slut, maybe you could get back to work, bro."

"You fucker! You must've enjoyed the show. Why didn't you come join in?"

"You know the answer to that. Melissa would kill me, Jase. Plus, it'd be
kinda awkward working next to you after I'd had my dick up your ass. Ha!
You wouldn't be able to keep your hands off me! But seriously, they sent
me out looking for you. You better get your ass back to work."

To his credit, Jason had kept up the pace while he bantered with his
buddy. As we heard the upstairs door close, he started to speed up.

"You heard the man. I got work to do. Shit, I've been doing all I could
to keep from shooting anyway. I almost came when I got to bareback your
cunt. That was before I got a fat cock in my own hole. How are you doing
back there? Don't want to leave you hanging. I'm ready to bust anytime."

"Fuck yeah! Grab that railing, cub. I'm ready to pound some butt."

With that, Omar slammed his hips into Jason, who slammed into me. I was
holding on for dear life. Omar started pounding relentlessly. Jason was
getting double stimulation in the middle. He began to grunt and grabbed
me tight around the waist. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed
through the stairwell. Then Omar let us know it was time.

"Second load, motherfuckers! I'm coming! You with me, surfer boy? I'm
breeding your skinny ass!"

Jason, the surfer boy just groaned as I felt him loading me up. The
groans increased in volume as he felt Omar blast off in him. With not
much time for afterglow, we slowly pulled apart. Jason turned me around
and pulled me in for a kiss. He reached down and gripped my rock hard
dick.

"How 'bout you, cub? Can I help you get off? I think we both owe you,
bro."

"No, I'm good. Get back to work. That was fucking amazing guys. I just
have a feeling that I'm not done being a slut today. I'd better keep the
pump primed."

With our clothes back on, Jason ducked out of the stairwell first. Omar
was checking to see what happened to Tony. He was afraid he'd made an
enemy for life. Checking my phone, I saw that I'd missed a text from
Evan. Apparently, Tony had marched back downstairs to my boss's office to
tell Howard and Evan that I'd broken the agreement they'd made. He told
them I was letting other guys fuck me and I was out of control. Evan's
not one to be pushed around. As he texted, he said Tony was kneeling
between his legs trying to get his mouth around Evan's big bull cock.
Howard was filming while he waited his turn.

Evan said I should head home; and that Greg and I should stay in and get
some rest tonight. He said he expected us at his place tomorrow night to
meet a 'small group of his friends'. I definitely felt like I could use a
shower and some time to chill.

As I entered the lobby of my apartment building, Justin, our hot delivery
guy from last night, was just getting off the elevator.  He had on
strategically ripped jeans and a tee shirt that was probably one size too
small. When he saw me, his face lit up. He gave me a sidewise 'bro' hug,
while looking at me seductively.

"Hey! Have you been upstairs fucking my neighbors, Justin?"

He motioned for me to keep my voice down as he looked around. Then he
nudged me over to a door next to the mail boxes. Again, scoping around to
make sure there was nobody around, he opened the door and ushered me into
a janitorial closet.

"I haven't fucked anyone today. Not yet anyway. To be honest, after I
made my delivery just now, I knocked on your door to see if either of you
were home. Your partner is smokin', man. I hope he'll give me another go
sometime."

As he was talking, his hand had slipped off my shoulder and he was
rubbing my chest. Damn was he sexy. I pulled him in close to me so I
could grind a little against those tight jeans. He put a hand behind my
neck and held my head while he moved in to kiss me.

"You want to come upstairs? Greg won't be home yet; but I never got a
turn with you last night."

"I don't have a lot of time. It's pretty safe in here, though. The
doorman on the night shift blows me in here sometimes. I fucking love
this building, man."

"I do give pretty good head. Drop those pants, stud."

"Um, I don't want to sound crude; but I'll come a lot faster if you let
me fuck you. Do you take it bareback like your boyfriend? That was
fuckin' awesome last night."

To answer his question, I unfastened my pants and guided his hand to my
ass. He started to rub his finger along my crack. When he got to my cummy
hole, his finger slid right in. He looked like he'd won the lottery. In
seconds, his jeans were pulled down to his knees and his finger was up my
ass as far as he could reach. He kissed me hard; then spun me around and
pressed against my ass.

"I was still seventeen when I started delivering to you guys. For almost
four years I've had a major crush on both of you. Last night in your
apartment was the best sex of my life. This ass is epic, bro. Looks like
you're ready, eh? Like I said, not much time."

He didn't wait for my answer. He lined up and plowed in. Like he knew my
secrets, he gripped a nipple in each hand and he wasn't gentle. He put
his mouth up close to my ear.

"The other guy's cum is drenching me, dude. It feels hot as fuck. It's
running off my balls and down my thigh. How much did this guy shoot
anyway. Your hole is packed with cum. It's gonna make me shoot too fast."

"Go for it, stud. Whenever you're ready."

"Tell me how my cock feels in you. Does it feel as good as the other
dude? Tell me you want my jizz up inside you. I want to hear you say it.
You want my load? You want me to breed you?  'Cause it's gonna happen
really soon."

"Fuck, yes. I want your jizz up in me, Justin. And it wasn't just one guy
who fucked me already. It was several guys and several loads. But it's
your sperm I want, stud. Your load is the only one that matters right
now. I want it, baby. I want you to breed my hole!"

"Oh fuck. I'm coming. I'm sorry, man. I'm already coming. I can't help
it. I can't fucking wait."

He held himself tight against my back. The whole thing probably took less
than two minutes. No complaints from me.

"Stop apologizing, bud. You said you were in a hurry. It felt amazing to
me. Besides, we'll have lots of opportunities to fuck around and take our
time."

He'd pulled up his jeans and was smoothing out his shirt. His jeans did
look a little wet around the crotch; but I didn't mention it.

"Are you serious? You guys are so fucking cool. Uh, how about your friend
from last night? Jorrie? Does he come over a lot? Wait, was he one of the
loads you already had in you?"

"No. It's not his; but I could tell you liked Jorrie. We can arrange a
time for both of you to come hang out, if you want. I hope we didn't get
you in trouble last night. Did your dad forgive you for taking so long to
deliver?"

"No. He calmed down and we had a laugh. I hope you don't mind; but I
ended up telling him the truth. He thought it sounded hot."

"You're kidding, right?"

"I didn't tell him everything; but he knows I fuck dudes. He knows I was
delivering to your apartment. When I told him I got an offer I couldn't
refuse; he just asked if it was the shorter guy or the taller guy? Sorry,
I don't mean I think you're short."

"It's okay, Justin? What did you tell him?"

"I told him I got to fuck the tall guy. He said he thought you were both
hot; but he'd like to have a go with the short guy. Fuck, I'm sorry. I
didn't mean to say short again. I mean, he said he'd pick you. You're the
one he'd pick to fuck."

"I'm flattered; but that's not like any conversation I ever had with my
father!"

"Oh no, man. He's cool. Never had any problem with my being gay. Since my
mom divorced him, he's tried a little of everything."

"I guess you guys will have to draw straws when we order next time. You
know, to see who gets to deliver."

"You serious? You know he's almost sixty, right?"

"Dead serious. He's a good looking man. Although it would probably be
better if you weren't there are the same time."

"Oh fuck, no. But speaking of dad, I better get my ass back to the
restaurant. Can you peek out the door and see if it's safe to sneak out?
I'll be right behind you."

As I opened the door, I almost hit my partner, Greg. As he was getting
home from work, he had stopped in the lobby to read a text.

"Oh, hey babe! What's going on? What were you doing in there? Isn't that
the janitor closet?"

Before I could answer, Justin stepped out still pulling up the zipper on
his jeans. When he say Greg, he froze. We all three looked at each other
before breaking out laughing. Justin gave Greg a fist bump and he was out
the door in a flash.

"Why the janitor closet?"

"In a hurry, I guess. He didn't last three minutes but he's a sexy
fucker. Sounds like he has a crush on Jorrie. I told him we'd invite them
both over some time. That okay?"

"Sure thing; just not tonight. I got this text from Evan. All it says
is:

Get some rest boys
My place tomorrow night at 7
The guest list is growing
Everyone will want a turn
Be ready for anything.

Woah. Here come some pics. Who is that big-dicked Latino guy riding your
boss's cock? Jesus, that's hot! Looks like Evan was fucking him in this
one. Here's one of your co-worker Danny cleaning them all up. Your office
is out of control, babe.  Looks like he's sending another text:

Tell Colin that Omar finally got that video link set up
30 viewers so far
I fucked Tony before I passed him to Howard
Not what he had planned for his video debut
But they can all see he's hung
For all the good it's doing him."




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