ALAN AND SAM
     After my adventure that night with Slim, I began to see a pattern in my sex life. A man says to do something, and I do it ... period. It doesn't seem to make any difference how low or how humiliating it is. I still just do it.
I got on the PC when I got home, and saw an email from the guy on the beach that I had sucked, and it simply asked for my work schedule this week so he could figure out the best time for me to come to his place for another injection of protein. Well, well! Here we go again. Alan, his name was, didn't ask. He simply stated his intention. And to make matters worse, I did as he said, emailing back my schedule. In an hour or so, I got back another email from him, saying to be at his house the following day at 7:30 p.m. He included directions in his email, and sure enough, I got all tingly inside, thinking about going to his house, and having him use my mouth as a cum receptacle. How did he know I'd be so easy? Maybe it was because of my smile when I swallowed his juice on the beach? Maybe because I sucked him off, a complete stranger. Maybe I send out radar as to my submissive nature. Maybe my moaning around his cock while it was buried in my mouth and throat was a dead give away.

Needless to say, I was at his house at 7:30 sharp the next night, and was met at the door by a big, hairy guy who introduced himself as Sam. He was huge, big boned, muscular, dressed in tight red running shorts, and tank. I couldn't help but look at his crotch. It was full, and I mean FULL, of manmeat! He saw me looking, and smirked when our eyes met. I wanted to crawl into the woodwork but I understood he knew why I was there. Evidently, Alan had brought over a friend to help with my meat injections.
He told me to go to the back of the house, to the pool area. I felt him staring behind me, and it made the cheeks of my ass burn. I wiggled my hips, with a little exaggeration, to get him going too. So I did ask for the staring. After all, he was here because I was here, So why not have some fun?
Alan was lying on his back, nude, sipping a drink, when I walked up. He asked me if I wanted something to drink, and I said, "Oh, yes sir, I sure do.", and looked directly at his hardening cock. He actually laughed at that. Then I said, "A glass of water would be fine, thank you."
 "Remove your clothes, Ross," he said. Again, not a request but a definite order. I did as he said, stripping down to my bare skin in two quick movements. I was getting boned, as he said, "Now kneel over here, so you can please my cock again like you did on the beach." He opened his legs wide enough for me to slide in between and have access to his groin. I leaned over the lounger and began to lick and suck on his cock and balls. "Nice tongue, slut."
I moaned a "Thank you, sir".
His balls were hairless but very large in relation to his now hard cock. I tried to get both of them in my mouth at the same time but couldn't because they were so big.

"Thanks Sam." I heard the sound of glass on glass. He must have brought out my water. Then I felt a coolness on my pussy and a rush of air. And then the air got very warm and very wet as a tongue started licking and probing my tight little pucker.
Alan turned over and had me clean out his ass too. I love to suck on assholes because it's such a nasty thing to do! His little opening was
sweet, to say the least. He must have showered quite recently since I could still smell the soap. Irish Spring. Anyway, my tongue wanted
more. So in and in I went, trying to get my whole head in. His hole was an asslicker's dream. It wasn't tight but just big enough to be able to slip my tongue in and almost wiggle it. He pushed back at my probing, letting me know he liked what was happening. I pushed back too on the tongue in my twat, letting him know the same. The feeling was incredible! Then the tongue was gone and the cool air returned as I was splayed wide open with the breeze cooling off my wet hole. I felt something else though in my crack as Sam knelt behind me and pressed his hardness to me. Slimy fluid must have been oozing from his cockhead. It was even wetter than my existing skin. The slippery head kept pushing at my backside, trying to gain access to my secret inner pussy. Finally, with a grunt from both of us he got the head of that monster inside. I moaned from pleasure and pain into Alan's ass as Sam slowly pushed in. It took him at least two minutes to actually get all the way in, ever so slowly, forcing his mammoth cock into my wanting pussy. I made a mental note to get a look at the baseball bat that was screwing me. It must have been the biggest cock that had fucked me, and yet it was so gentle.

"Nice tight pussy you have there, bitch," hissed Sam as he started slowly removing himself from me.
Again another few minutes on the outstroke. This guy was a master at "slow fucking". The next thrust however was much quicker, more deliberate, more powerful. It both caught me by surprise and forced my head damn near up Alan's asshole. I couldn't breathe for a few seconds from the force. "Oh, yeah, baby! Get that sweet tongue way up there. Clean out my hole real good with your hot mouth," Alan moaned. I had no choice as Sam had literally forced my face into Alan's ass with the force of his lower body.
Now Sam began to fuck me earnestly. If I weren't enjoying it so much, I would have been in some major pain. His cock felt huge. He knew what he was doing too, hitting my prostrate every time he moved that monster inside me. I was as hard as a rock myself from the anal punishment I was receiving. As I mentioned, I just love being taken from behind like the bitch I have become.
Then Alan turned over, presenting his hot, hard, dripping cock to my waiting, wanting lips. I devoured it in one stroke, not wanting to go into any preliminaries. I wanted his cum deep in my mouth so I went after it with a vengeance. All of us were moaning loudly by this time. Alan, from my oral talents, Sam, very close to his explosion, and me, being in the middle of these two studs, being totally used by them. We were all in our own little sexual world and just about to give into the overwhelming desire to orgasm.
Sam was the first to indicate he was going to cum as he began to moan loudly on each thrust into my cunt. He was actually moving me, pushing me onto Alan's cock with each of his pushing movements.
"YES!", he announced, and his cock got harder, swelled a bit more, although it didn't seem possible, and fired his first shot of his juice
into me. I could feel the force hitting my anal canal as he shot off. I tightened my hole to give him more pleasure. I could also feel my
sphincter being opened and closed a little with the surge of his cum, up the tube on the underside of his dick as he filled me.
I couldn't believe how much of his precious juice he shot because he kept plowing me with each squirt what felt like a dozen times. My
ass-cunt was sloshing, it was so full. Seeing him get off must have spurred Alan on too. Because he filled my mouth and throat with his hot seed, almost making me gag. I tried to pull off so I could taste it but he held my head down as tight as he could until his spasms subsided. Only then did he loosen the grip on the back of my head to allow me to slide off and tongue out the last few drops. Neither man moved. They were keeping me full of cock, one in each hole. I was in total, complete bliss, feeling them still inside my slut body.
"Enough, now, I'm getting sore", Alan said, and pushed me off his deflating cock. My lips made a smacking sound as I was still trying to
milk out the last few drops remaining in his semi-hard meat. One drop was left as I leaned in and licked it out of his pisshole. He chuckled, saying, "My, my! You sure are a cockhound, aren't you?"
Sam also retreated again with a slight plop, leaving me totally empty of cock. I wanted more, and said, "Yes, Alan, I am, and you can give me your juice any time you want."
I turned around, wanting to see Sam, wanting to see just what he had put up my pussy, as he leaned in, and kissed me. I was surprised at this but returned his caress willingly. He then stood up, presented his softening member to me which I gladly slurped in to my mouth, cleaning him of all his cum, and my cunt juices. The combination was exquisite.
It was a perfect blend of sweet and sour. I was right. He wasn't only huge in the body department but also huge in the cock department. My pussy lips were tender and swollen, I noticed as I sat down. And I realized why. That monster had been inside me through my little pucker. No wonder I was sore. But that small amount of discomfort was a small price to pay for the fucking Sam had given me.

"Thank you very much", I said, as I began to get dressed.
"You are thanking us? Now that's the sign of a true slut, thanking us for filling him up with two loads of cum. You really like us using your body, huh?", Alan quipped. "Oh, yes! I did like it very much, Alan. That is my calling, to please men sexually. I have to. I live for it as though my body craves the 'injections' that only men can deliver. I am so content inside, knowing I was able to satisfy you both. The man I'm with now has taught me that his cock is my master. I do whatever he wants 'cause then I get to have his dick inside my body, shooting his creamy spunk into me. I'm addicted, I think, to that fluid."
With that, I reached back with my fingers and scooped up some of Sam's cum that was oozing from my love hole, and brought my fingers to my mouth, sucking off all of the liquid, and smiling.
"Wow! I've never seen anyone do that before", he said. "I bet you'd like to be able to suck your own ass after you've been fucked."

     "Oh, yes! That would be great", I said, getting another glob of cum, and sucking it down. I closed my eyes, relishing the moment, licking my fingers of his tasty spunk. I was in my own ecstasy, especially with them watching and getting such a kick out of it, and knowing how nasty it was to be sucking the cum from my own ass. I continued to get all of the slimy juice until it was gone, at least gone to the point where it wasn't oozing out, anymore.
"Well, we'll give you what you want and need, slut. No problem. You'll have to prove to us, however, that you're worthy of our cum. So we'll have some challenges for you to overcome. When you accomplish your tasks, we'll give you your required 'shots'. Got it?" I had no idea what they were dreaming up but figured I could always say no and not go along with those "challenges". Well tee fucking hee to that. I know I'll do whatever challenge they have in store for me so I can get more of their baby batter. I can't say no. I'll give in to their every whim and desire. There is no, "I'll think about it". I'll do it, no matter how humiliating or debasing the order/request is. I have become that person, now, willing to do whatever it takes to get cum. "Yes sir", was my only response.

I got myself together and left, thinking how much I enjoyed my last hour with them. Another feeling hit me as I was walking out. That slimy, gooey, freshly-fucked walk that kept me reminded of the fuck. My pussy lips were oozing, making it very squishy as my inner cheeks slid together with the slimy cum each time I took a step. What a tremendous feeling, I thought, smiling a big grin, feeling great inside. I wanted to get my fingers in there again but I waited till I got home.   

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