Checkpoint 2: Camp Pass Reached
The air in the playroom deep within the forest was saturated with the humidity of sweat and the lingering aroma of semen. Bob and Ed, two long-time partners, had just completed a passionate three-way session with me, using my body as their instrumental tool. As they eagerly embraced each other, showering kisses and caresses upon one another, I couldn't help but feel used yet satisfied like a human sex toy.
I observed from the vantage point of a padded sawhorse, its design allowing a firm cock to easily penetrate my ass or mouth. Chains bound my wrists and ankles, rendering me incapable of movement after the intense session. As the pair disengaged from my holes, my body glistened with cum and lube, and a feeling of curiosity about whether I had reached climax took hold of me.
Ed leaned into Bob's ear and whispered something seductive to him. They disconnected to face each other and shared a passionate kiss, the passion still raging between the lovers despite the recent marathon of lovemaking involving me. Their erect dicks, which had been put to rest just moments ago, regained their full length and rigidity as they groped each other.
I was no longer the center of their pleasure—that had shifted back to their own intimate relationship. As my thoughts wandered, I realized how sticky my taint and balls were with cum and lube. The sensation tickled pleasantly. However, it only awakened the realization that I had reached a level of satiation that made it difficult for me to climax myself.
The soft padded bench on which I was chained also served as a tool for providing cocks an ideal position to penetrate my anus or mouth, both of which I had recently enjoyed. However, the chains restricted my movement, leaving me a helpless participant in the next phase of their play.
While I was partially at ease with my situation, their abrupt shift in attention caught me off guard. As the hands that had momentarily been on my buttocks retreated, I wondered what was next. When a rough fabric touched my anus, it felt strangely pleasurably arousing.
My thoughts of what I might want seemed trivial in this situation, as I could not vocalize my desires. Instead, Ed—who had so adeptly used his tongue to please me—made his intentions clear. He pulled away and stepped to the side, giving way to Bob, who sauntered behind me. Concentrating on his task, he removed the lubricant that had prepared my ass for their initial joining.
Was Bob or Ed proceeding with analingus? I had heard rumors of this sexual act, but the experience had not previously appealed to me until now. Far from being distasteful, each lick washed away the remnants of their sex and Rick's Pleasures taste of their bodies while inexplicably relaxing my mind.
As I basked in the afterglow of this otherworldly experience, a sudden slap on my butt jolted me back to reality. "I hope you enjoyed the break, but we're not done with you yet," announced Bob nonchalantly.
I became oddly stimulated by this development, awaiting their next move. Then I heard a cell phone ring. Ed answered and relayed the details of their location to an unknown party, inviting them to "come by the chicken coop and find out" what they were up to.
Deducing that they had invited additional participants, my excitement grew. Bob then began to fill me with his impressive dick in earnest, and familiar voices of new members to the party echoed in the room.
I struggled to focus on the penetrating sensations, as the words of Bob's narration of our first meeting—in which he described my sluttish nature—reverberated in my mind.;New members to the party;revealed through unfamiliar voices behind me.
The guy referred to me as a married faggot trapped inside a closet, who had eagerly begged to get fucked by both of them. Although I don't recall it that way, I do remember being incredibly aroused for every one of those huge penises.
Tom's tone sounded feminine, but he didn't feel like a woman when he gripped my head and introduced me to his massive, truly massive cock. By that point, I'd suck anything that would touch my lips. However, fitting a head into my mouth and preventing it from hitting my teeth required effort.
My thoughts were no longer on fucking, but Ed didn't need my assistance. He was spearing my ass. Ed, Bob, Ted, and another unknown friend started insulting me. This wasn't something I believed I would enjoy. I'm proud! But as I listened to them call me a horny little cunt and a great little fucktoy, I chose to embrace that part. I allowed myself to feel like I'd always wanted to be gangbanged by a bunch of crude, rough bears. As I sank deep into role-playing, I found myself appreciating the pleasure everyone was giving me, as well as feeling thankful for it. I also sobbed with shame for being such a desperate little sissy. I'm still confused as to why it felt hotter, but it definitely did.
Every penis was drained that day. My own cum came after everyone else had finished pumping me. Bob was roughing up my nipples while (I believe) Ted began tugging on my testicles and humming with my dick in his mouth. I couldn't see anything, but I could tell my dick was being forcefully swallowed. I'd like to say it was the most intense orgasm I've ever had, but by that point, I was exhausted. The itchy feeling in my dick signaled that I was on the verge of climax, which happened shortly after that. My ballsack tightened up and the urge to cum was strong.
By the time the lips were no longer on my shaft, I was drained of all my semen. The crew freed me from my restraints, making sure I could stand on my own. They led me to a shower block and cleaned, massaged, and fondled me until the rain stopped. Ed and Bob decided I should stay in their beautifully-equipped trailer for the night to ensure my safety and provide proper care.
I had a dick for breakfast the next day. It was exquisite. I had been used, and it was such a turn on. I had been humiliated and had relished it. It just felt right in a way I couldn't fully comprehend but wanted to examine further.
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