Date: Sun, 26 Sep 2021 04:21:28 +0000 (UTC)
From: Rob <rob83401@yahoo.com>
Subject: Whored Out: Cubby And Colin Create A Cuck- Chapter 18 Authoritarian

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Then I felt Devin move up behind me. He reached one hand over my shoulder
and cupped it around my throat. Then he steadily tightened his grip as he
started to nudge the head of his cock alongside his husband's. He was
almost gentle at first; but that didn't last long. With the first couple
of inches in me, he started to make sharp jabs. Working in another inch
each time. His grip on my throat would tighten and then relax; allowing
me to take a deep breath.

At one point he barked at Eddie to grab the poppers. He held the open
bottle to my nostril as he blocked the other. Devin mercifully let me
breath deep as Eddie repeated the process with the other nostril. Then
Eddie stood back and Devin clamped down hard on my throat and shoved in
the last several inches. Always prepared, Eddie was now standing by with
a bottle of lube. As Devin pulled back, Eddie squirted the silicone gel
along his shaft. The re-entry was much less painful. After a few more
blasts of lube on each outstroke, the pleasure started to sweep over me.
I had never been so open. At first, Devin was controlling the
penetration. Cal's big cock stayed stationary, while Devin drove his big
cock in and then all the way out of my ass. When he thought I had
adjusted, Cal began to drive his hips upward. It was a whole new
sensation to feel both rods slide back and forth inside of me, one on top
of the other.

Eddie leaned in again with the poppers. I was flying now. I was hard as a
rock. I had pulled the ball stretcher off earlier but was still wearing
the cock ring. Eddie had someone's phone and started to get pictures from
all angles.  All the other men had gathered around. I looked around
trying to find Greg, I really wanted him to see this. Eddy saw me
searching the crowd. He hesitated at first; then moved in close to
whisper.

"If you're looking for your boyfriend, he and Cooper took off ages ago."

"Who's Cooper?"

"You know, that cocky frat kid. Greg wanted to let you know he was
leaving. Cooper said you'd figure it out soon enough."

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Everyone was gathered around watching us now. Eight naked observers
stroking rigid cocks; either their own or their neighbors.  Two naked and
locked subs standing by. Three of us in the sling. This was a milestone
for me. I was sitting on Cal's big dick while he was on his back. Devin
was behind me, plowing his big cock into me alongside his hubby's. My
first DP. I was being stretched to new limits tonight, literally. Then
out of the corner of my eye I spotted a ninth stroking observer. Evan was
filming the action with his phone in one hand and his massive cock in the
other. This was Evan's apartment. Evan was my bull.

Hard to believe that it has been less than a week since Evan started
whoring me out every chance he got. The events that led up my whore
phase, and in turn, my boyfriend's cuck phase, were mostly selfish. I
wanted variety. I wanted to be used. I was tired of routine, vanilla sex
with Greg. We spiced things up by finding another couple to play with.
That's when I discovered how turned on Greg got whenever he watched
someone else fuck me. The harder they used me, the harder he got. His new
role as voyeur and cuck was just a stepping stone to his new role
submitting to those alpha guys. He finally found out how good it can feel
to let a dominant man use your hole.

Maybe things have backfired. Maybe it was too much, too fast. Because,
right in the middle of being right in the middle of these two sexy black
men, I find out that maybe Greg needed something more, as well. Maybe his
self-discovery and mine will take different paths. I had assumed that we
would fuck and get fucked by others; but end up snuggling together at the
end of the day. Maybe I woke something in him that I'll regret. Don't get
me wrong; I want him to be happy. I just thought we would both end up
happy, together.

By the time Devin and Cal had finished with me, the sling and everything
around it was coated in cum. Devin had exploded first. He pulled out of
my ass just long enough to let the first spurts fly, then slid back in to
drain his balls. When he softened and slid back out, Eddie was there on
his knees in eager clean-up mode. With Devin's load added to all the
other jizz inside my sloppy hole, it didn't take long for Cal to orgasm.
By that time, all the bystanders were starting to add their final
cumloads of the night; spraying us from head to toe. The last one to let
loose was Evan. Moving in closer to the target, still videoing and still
stroking; he angled the phone down to capture his eruption as it
plastered both Cal's face and mine. He slid his legendary cock into my
mouth for a quick clean-up and then I gave Cal one last cum soaked kiss.

Cadan helped me down; but my legs were like jelly. I ended up falling
back into the sling on top of Cal. He held onto me tight. The others were
starting to drift toward the showers. He gave me another great kiss,
smacked my ass and helped back onto my feet. Once we were both standing,
he still kept a hold of me; maybe afraid I'd fall again.

"You are one fucking, sexy cub! You know that, right? I'm not sure what
happened there with Eddy, toward the end.  I could tell it hit you hard;
but you pulled it together like a trooper. So this Greg guy who took off?
Is he your husband?"

"Boyfriend. I'm sure it'll be okay. It was just a shock. Bad timing. I
mean I was kinda busy trying to handle both of you. Either of you would
be a challenge, even one at a time."

"So I'm guessing it's not like him to leave with someone else? You guys
are open, right? But you just play together? It's so hard to keep track
of us fags and our relationships these days."

He laughed and kissed me on the forehead. He was a alpha top earlier; now
he was a concerned friend. His husband, Devin was just coming back from
the shower having pulled on a pair of gray sweat shorts that did nothing
to hide the beast inside. Fuck, were these two guys perfect, or what? Cal
grabbed him around the waist and gave him a kiss.

"Hey, maybe you shouldn't be alone tonight?  Come home with us. We
promise to let you actually get some sleep. I think Devin will agree that
we both want to fuck with you again, anyway. Right, Dev?"

"Oh, hell yes! That is not an ass you fuck just once! Hope I didn't go
too hard, baby. I can get carried away; but if a sub is taking what I
dish out, I go up a notch. It can be too much for some bottoms; but you
looked like you were in your slutty happy place. I definitely want
another go at that talented cunt of yours, cub."

"You're both amazing. I do want to meet up again; but for now I need to
shower and go home to bed."

The hot shower felt amazing. I felt thoroughly fucked out. Evan tried to
get me to stay; but I just wanted my own bed.

When I got home, I tried not to think about Greg and Cooper. It's weird.
Even though I was sad and a little anxious, before long I started to bone
up again thinking about the two of them together. As I lay in bed, I
started to stroke my cock and tug down on my balls.  I hadn't cum while
Cal and Devin were fucking me.  I was amazed that I had stayed hard with
both of their big cocks up my ass; but I was erect and leaking through it
all.  My mind kept going back to the image of Greg passively submitting
to Cooper, like he was in a trance. I remember that steady drool of
precum dripping off of his chastity device. Before I left Evan's tonight,
Cadan gave me the keys to the cage. Where ever my lover ended up tonight,
he was still locked tight. The more I thought of it, the harder I got.

I must've dozed off with my cock in my hand; because about three o'clock
I heard my phone chirp. Hoping it was Greg, I opened the text. It was
from Greg's phone. Just a pic of Greg kneeling on a worn-out sofa with
his ass facing out. Behind him was a large stud who looked like he might
be a football linebacker. He had his t-shirt pulled up and over his head,
revealing a hairy, heavily muscled chest. His groin was pressed tight to
Greg's ass. Seconds later, another pic. This time the stud had pulled
back to show the head of a very fat brown cock lodged in my boyfriend's
ass. Cum was leaking all around it. Third pic he was back in my lover's
ass up to the hilt.

Those were followed by half a dozen pics of a tall, blond athletic guy.
In these pics, Greg was bent over the arm of the sofa. The muscle guy
from the first pics was sitting on the sofa. At first he was pushing
Greg's head down onto his crotch. Behind him, the tall guy was pounding
him with his very long dick.  In later pics, the muscle guy was making
out with Greg while the tall guy was railing my baby's ass. Several guys
were standing around them, all jerking off.

Then a long series of snaps with a curly-haired, chunky redhead. Greg was
standing in the bathtub. The redhead was fucking him from behind, while
twisting his nipples.  Then the red haired top was pushing down on Greg's
shoulders. He had just pulled out of his ass and was blasting a spray of
cum up onto my boyfriend's back. There were beer bottles lined up on the
edge of the tub. Two arcs of piss were visible in one pic, splashing on
both the fucker and fuckee from unseen dicks out of frame. Then Greg in
the tub on his hands and knees with his top fucking him as he squatted
over his ass.  Finally Greg was on his knees on the floor outside of the
tub as Red unleashed a second load on his face.

I started to wonder just how many photos they had taken. The next
sequence was on the bottom berth of a set of bunk beds. Greg was on his
back with his ass on the edge of the bed. Lying next to him was a good
looking guy-next-door type; also with his ass hanging off the bed. He had
a hairy body but was totally shaved from navel to thighs. They were
making out as they were fucked side by side.  Even from behind, I could
tell Greg's top was Cooper. The other guy was getting plowed by a lean,
wiry black guy. In one pic, someone was reaching around Cooper and
playing with his nipples as he fucked my man. In the same shot, you could
see a beefy black guy fucking the black top while he fucked Greg's
bunkmate. Then the last pic was Cooper.  It was a close up.  He was using
that magnificent long cock of his to smear cum along Greg's crack. After
the last picture, a text:

   We're done with your boyfriend, fag
   He'll need a ride
   Harriman Hall Athletic Dorms
   Coop

I almost ordered an Uber to go to that location. Then, uncertain what
condition he was in, I had them pick me up in front of our building
first.  When we found the building on campus, Greg was waiting out front
on a bench. No shirt.  Just the jeans he had been wearing when we went to
Evan's apartment earlier. As I got out of the car, he started to stumble
toward me. I initially thought he'd been drugged; but he was just drunk
on his ass. I got him in the back seat. I snuck a look at the driver,
trying to gauge his reaction. He'd evidently seen it all before.

It wasn't until we were in the car with the doors closed, that the smell
hit me. I could make out cum, piss, beer, sweat and Axe body spray.  I
avoided looking at the driver. Greg snored in the back seat. Funny, last
week I thought Greg was too reserved and uptight. He'd come full circle.
This must be what the orgy room at the bathhouse smells like.  Back at
our building, I tipped the driver well. He was looking more amused than
irated.

We made it up the elevator and all the way to the apartment door before
Greg spoke.

"I've got to piss really bad, baby!"

"That's all you're gonna say?"

"I don't know what to say. I'm drunk. I'm cold. I need to piss.  And how
the fuck am I going to get this damn thing off my dick?"

"I've got the keys, G. I've got you."

"Do you still love me?"

"I'll love you again if that smell washes off, babe. Otherwise, you're
sleeping in the hall."

"I still love you, babe."

"We'll talk about love in the morning, G. For now, let's get you in the
shower.




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