Cum Slut for BBC: Two Hole Cumdump

Two hours. That’s how long I spent on my knees in the room labeled ‘Mouth’. Two hours I spent having my throat fucked raw by rough black cocks. A throat that until two hours ago, had been what I assumed, was straight. But there I sat, in a dark room, listening to the foot steps echo down the dark hallway as the four black studs who had just fed me a total of six loads, leave me there. If you would have told me at the beginning of my day that I would be willingly on my knees, praying that just one more big black cock would walk through those doors and feed me my seventh load, I would have laughed in your face. But here I am. Sitting on this dirty couch, licking cum off my lips, head spinning at the thought that I was in fact what those six delicious black cocks had spent the last two hours calling me, a cocksucker.

It didn’t fully hit me until they were all gone. That I enjoyed it. Sure, I was terrified of what could happen to me if I said no. If I spat the cock out of my mouth and walked out. But the thought of what they would do to me if I said no, made my cock hard. Which is a surprise because while I was busy getting myself drunk on all the black cum I could swallow, I came twice. Anytime I didn’t have a huge throbbing black cock in my hand, which wasn’t very often, I wrapped my hand on my own rock solid dick. Which until today I thought was pretty big. I mean, I hadn’t received any complaints back home. HOME! Fuck! I was supposed to meet my parents and brother thirty minutes ago.

I found my shirt, crumbled up in the corner and sprinted out of the room and down the hallway, passing a semi-chubby white dude with dark curly hair and glasses. Neither of us said a word to each other, but we both knew what he was going to do and I was jealous. I ran crossed the field and looked at my watch. 2:00 pm. Which meant we had about an hour trip back home and more than enough time for me to try to get the thought of those cocks out of my head.

That hour long car ride wasn’t enough time though. As we pulled into our driveway I was still thinking about the velvety feel of a cock head on my tongue. How in this how car ride, no one had called me a faggot or cocksucker, and that made me miss the words. I was a cocksucker.

“Maybe you can join me at State next year, Blake!” My older brother said we all exited the car.

“Did you enjoy yourself on the field?” My mother asked.

“Oh yeah, the guys there seem very welcoming.” I nodded my head and had to turn away from my parents because memories of just how welcoming the guys were to me started to flood my brain and I didn’t want them to see me starting to get had again.

“Great son. Both of you get washed up for dinner.” Dad said. I ran up the stairs and stripped off my dirty, cum soaked clothes and went right for my computer. Logging onto my favorite site to jerk off, Literotica. Only this time, I went into the ‘Gay Male’ section. I guess that’s what I am now. A white, cock sucking faggot.

I looked for any story that had white guys getting their asses fucked full of big black cock, took my stiff cock in my own had and quickly jerked off to the thought of Ray and Tyson’s huge black cocks parting my lips. Ray’s thick tongue licking my scared pink ass pussy. I licked my own middle finger and slide it deep in my hole. While it was a different sensation, I didn’t hate it. I took my time, wiggling the finger around until my third load was shooting all over my stomach and chest. “FUUUUCKKK!” I knew I probably said that a little too loud. My brother and I share a wall, and I knew he probably heard me. A double tap on the wall, coming from his room, told me I was right.

As I sat at the dinner table, picking at my lasagna, I kept staring at the clock. It was 6:00 pm. Three hours until I was expected to be in the ‘Ass’ room. I wasn’t sure how much I should eat, seeing as how I had never had anything fucking me in the ass before. I told my parents that was rather exhausted from our family outing and excused myself from dinner. I didn’t want to sneak out right away, I know my mother would want to check in on me shortly, so I waited.

Ray, Tyson, and the other two names I could make out between having my mouth fucked were Wallace and Deshawn. The other two were a complete mystery and I think I enjoyed it more that way. Being a no name dirty faggot for black cocks to come and use as they see fit. A knock on my door, followed by my mother peeking her head it and making sure I was feeling okay, signaled that I was free to go about my business. I knew I was going to be left alone after I said I was going to call it an early night. It was 7:30 pm when I slipped out kayseri escort my window, down the trellis and out to my car. I always park on the street rather than in our driveway so that I can sneak out for a party or pussy. The latter on the list had very little interest to me at the moment.

8:45 pm. I was pulling into a visitor spot on campus, which was just outside the football field. I could still hear shouts and whistles being blown, so I knew practice was still going. I made my way around the bleachers and headed towards the dark hallway, my knew favorite place. The place that had opened my eyes, and soon to be ass, to a knew way of life that I was excited and terrified to start. My hear was racing as I made my way. Upon my arrival, I saw at least three white guys make their way into the hallway. Who knows how many more had gone in beforehand. I picked up the pace, not sure how many guys were there and I wanted to make sure that I had a decent chance to get my turn.

Once I made my way down the familiar hall, I heard the whistle blow one more time and the words, “Hit the showers” called out. I had made it just in time. I could already hear noises coming from both of the rooms. While the ‘Ass’ room still scared me a bit, I decided to go into the ‘Mouth’ room just to get myself ready to go. I was rock hard and rubbing my hard cock through the front of my shorts when I entered the room because I could already hear the slurping sounds.

All of the stall doors were closed and I could make out soles of shoes in each one. The couches, all three of them had six beautiful black men, all in different stages of nakedness, all sitting down with a white head bobbing up and down in their laps.

The room smelled of cum. The smell alone made me take my shirt off. “Fuck yes, faggot. Take my cum!” I heard a voice yell from a closed stall. The sound of gagging followed. A pair of hands reached from behind me and rubbed my smooth stomach, moving up towards my chest and pinched my already erect nipples. In the darkness, I could see the walls of the room were lined with white guys on their knees, their heads being held by big black hands, guiding huge cocks into their open mouths.

The stranger who had his hands on me, grabbed my hand and led me over an empty part of the wall and I immediately dropped to my knees and started undoing his belt as fast as I could.

“Someones thirsty.” He rubbed the top on my head.

“Yes Sir.” I had his pants open and his hard cock sprung out of his boxers and hit me in the face.

“Good, cocksucker. It’s been three days since I nutted, you’re about to get that faggot mouth of yours flooded.” Those of the words I was longing to hear all day. I am a faggot cocksucker and everyone in this room knew it. I opened my mouth and swallowed as much of his cock as I could, whatever gag reflex I had up until this point had been throat fucked out of my earlier today, so I didn’t stop until I felt his pubes hit my nose. “Fuck. Looks like we have a pro.”

“I only started today.” I pulled off his cock to tell him, but went right back sucking his delicious bone.

“Then you were defiantly born to do this, bitch.” He groaned.

“As all white men are.” Someone added from yet another dark place in the room. “Isn’t that right, faggot.” Whoever’s mouth he had his cock in let out a gargled, ‘yes.’

“Yes, what? Bitch.” A slapping sound followed.

“Yes, Sir. Sorry Sir.”

“That’s what I thought. Get back to work, I’m close.” More gagging. I wondered if that was true. Were all white men destined to become cum sluts for black men. I wondered if my older brother, Lucas had ever sucked a huge black dick.

“Feel like sharing?” A new voice made me look to my right, only to get sight of another huge cock.

“In a minute, this faggot is about to catch my nut. Just keep doing that.” I swirled my tongue around his enormous cock head and it sent him over the edge. He grabbed a hold of my head and forced all 8 inches of his cock to the back of my throat and filled any empty space in my mouth with cum. I swallowed at least four mouth fulls of his cum and it kept going. I finally had to tap on his hands because it was getting a little hard to breathe. “Faggot needs air more than he needs cock?” He slowly pulled out.

“Only if you want to use them again later.” Someone from the couch said and everyone whose mouth wasn’t busy getting fucked, laughed.

“Next!” I had barely caught my breath when the next cock, not a long as my first of the night, but a hell of a lot thicker. My jaw was stretched to the max with this one, but while I was a cock sucking bitch for black cock, I’m not one to turn down a challenge. “That’s right, open all the way for my fatty.” I started to open my own shorts and pulled my cock out.

“No teeth bitch! Go to the ‘Ass’ room!” Apparently, whoever was just behind me wasn’t doing a very good job and I saw him scamper off, out the door. “Melvin, go teach that pussy that if he’s going to use teeth, he’s going to use his other hole.” My guy pulled out of my mouth.

“Sounds good to me.” He pulled up his pants and walked off.

“Finish me off, faggot.” Melvin was replaced with whoever ordered him away and I could tell why the sucker before me had a hard time. Not only was my knew cock about as thick as Melvin, but twice as long. I thought I had gotten most of it into my mouth when I reached up to the shaft to find out that I still had a good six inches left. “Play with my balls.” The hand I had on my own leaking prick, I used to start fondling his heavy sack. I felt more inclined to get him off, rather than myself. I was rewarded with a steady river of cream after just a few more strokes of his shaft. “Like that cum, faggot?” He held my head in place as he shot his bit of thick cream down my throat. Letting out a groan as I swallowed the last drops.

“How was he coach?” Someone called out.

“Perfect. Maybe I’ll bring this one with us on away games.” He padded me on the head. He pulled out his phone, followed by a bright flash. Oh my God, he just took a picture. “Don’t worry faggot, put you’re number in my phone, the picture is so I can tell all you blonde hair, white faggots apart.” He handed me his phone and I put my number under the title he already labelled me as. ‘Slut
.’ Great, I wasn’t even in his top five. That bothered me for some reason. I made it my personal goal that the next time I saw this magnificent cock, I’d move up to ‘Slut

.’ Coach took his phone back and without warning, the took his huge, still rock hard black cock and slapped me in the face. “Something to remember me by.” Then, without putting and pants back on, I watched his massive cock swing between his legs as he walked out of the room.

I’m assuming he was making a short trip next door before he left for the night. I was terrified by the thought of meeting Coach in the ‘Ass’ room. Which my next planned location. I knew that if I went next store, it would be the end of having a tight asshole. I needed something to loosen me up before hand. I made my way over to the couch, which had an opening and got in between two studs who were having their cocks sucked. I got on my knees on the cushions and bent over, so that my chest was hanging over the back of the sofa. I was hoping that presenting my open hole to the room, someone who take the hint that I wanted to have my hole eaten. It didn’t take long.

I felt a big pair of hands grab on to both my cheeks and spread them apart. Whoever had gotten behind me had just spat on my exposed hole when someone else had noticed that my mouth was open. I welcomed it with an open mouth as the I felt a warm tongue slide into my ass pussy. I loved the feeling. Not knowing who was behind me, not knowing whose cock I was sucking on. It made me feel dirty. Like one of the girls who would hang out by the locker room after one of our football games. Waiting for a chance at some hot jock cock. That was me now. Yesterday I was straight, today, I’m preparing my virgin asshole with a strangers tongue, so that I could take a delicious black cock in me.

I moaned when, along with his tongue, he slide a thick finger, knuckle deep, in my wet hole.

“You like that faggot?” He continued to finger fuck my hole. Taking breaks to lube me up further with more spit. “Get ready for another.” Another thick finger was now being added, stretching my hole further than ever before.

“Ready for my nut, faggot?” Lucky for the back of my throat, my mouth fucker wasn’t as big as the previous cocks, my chin was met with his balls as he went deep in my mouth and unloaded down my throat, adding it to the other loads in my stomach. I kept sucking until he went limp in my mouth and pulled out. Now that my mouth was free, I was able to encourage my hole licker to go deeper.

“Open my pink pussy up!” I moaned, wanting there to be more than a thick tongue in my ass.

“Is that what you want, faggot? Me to open this wet asshole up?” He slapped my my ass with a loud smack, leaving what I’m sure would be a bright pink hand print, burning against my white flesh.

“Fuck yes! Please!.” I begged.

“Someone shut that bitch up.” Someone yelled from one of the occupied stalls. Another big black cock met my lips following the command from the shadows. I gladly opened my mouth and slurped on the delicious black meat.

“I think you’re ready to get upgraded.” The voice behind me said as he pulled his tongue out of my wet hole, giving me another hard slap on my ass cheek. He slapped something else on my hole. Something heavy. Something much thicker than his tongue and fingers.

“What are you doing, Shawn?” One of the guys sitting next to me on the couch asked.

“I’m about to open this faggot up with my thick 9 inch snake.” He slide his cock up and down the crack if my ass, getting it slick from his spit left over from my rim job.

“Dude, we’re not in the ‘Ass’ room, you’re gonna catch shit if you get busted.”

“Nigga, you think I’m gonna take a tight pussy like this next door only to have to wait in line? Get what? Sloppy fourth or fifth? Nah, I’m not gonna lose my chance to break in a booty virgin.” Shawn, the guys name I just learned, didn’t seem to care about the rules of the room system. I’m kind of happy that he didn’t. The idea of the ‘Ass’ room still scared me and I didn’t want to go into it unprepared. Better get loosened up beforehand. “You ready faggot?” He placed the thick head of his cock at my freshly finger fucked hole.

“MmHmmmm.” I still had the cock in my mouth to think about as well. I mean, I was in the ‘Mouth’ room after all.

The pain I was worried about didn’t hit at first, as he slide the first few inches in my ass pussy. I would now call in an ass pussy. Now having been eaten like a wet pussy and now getting a huge cock stuffed inside it like I had done to so many pussies before. Look at me now. Gladly bent over a dirty couch, getting my mouth fucked yet again. Getting my hole fucked for the first time. I loved it. I wanted it. I needed it. It’s what I was born to do. I felt the next few inches start to stretch me out beyond my wildest dreams. A lust filled moan escaped my mouth as I felt his hips meet my ass. I was officially a two hole cumdump.

Shawn started to pull out, only a few inches, and then slammed them back in. The cock in my mouth erupted a river of cum and I struggled to swallow all of it.

“This faggot it TIGHT!” He pulled out again, slamming the length of his cock inside me.

“Fuck me!” My free mouth yelled.

“Shut the fuck up bitch!” He grabbed my hair from behind and yanked me upward, so that his face was next to my ear. “No one from next door can hear you yell that shit!” Then he pushed me back down so that my chest was on the back of the sofa, grabbing me by the hips, beginning to fuck my ass, hard.

I whimpered from the fuck I was getting. It felt like he was tearing me open from the inside. I put my hand over my mouth, trying to keep the noise down. But after a minute or two of having my hole rammed, the pain went away and all I felt was his huge dong rubbing against my prostate. I knew I wasn’t going to last my longer.

“Faggot gonna make me cum.” He pounded away, but it was the thought of getting my hole filled with cum that sent me over the edge. The largest load I had ever shot began spewing all over the couch and floor. Each time he thrust inside me sent my bouncing cock in every direction, spraying everything in its path with cum. Then he pushed his cock in balls deep and held it.

“Fuuuuuuuuccckkkkk.” I felt his cock throbbing inside, filling me with his load.

“What the fuck is going on?” A rather loud, authoritative voice rang through the room. It sounded familiar. With his cock still throbbing, he pulled in out of me, leaving a trail of hot cum leaking out, running down my legs.

“Fuck! I’m sorry coach.” Shawn started apologizing to his coach. Then I looked, it was the same coach that face fucked me earlier. The one who’s cock was so long and thick that it was the reason why I was scared to venture into the ‘Ass’ room. “He bent over the couch and offered it up and I just couldn’t help it.”

Coach joined us at the couch and the room fell silent. No sucking or slurping noises. Everyone was waiting to see what happened to the rule breakers. As he grew closer I could see that his thick meat was still rock hard, hanging between his massive thighs.

“No rooms for a week. Now get out.” Coach ordered.

“Yes sir! I’m sorry sir!” Shawn grabbed his pants and ran out of the room, leaving his load leaking out of my pussy as he exited.

“You! Pussy boy,” He grabbed me by the back of the neck, “Your punishment is going to be a little rougher than a week of no black cock.” He dragged my naked body with him as we made our way towards the exit. The slurping of cocks started up again as I was dragged outside the room and pushed towards my punishment, the ‘Ass’ room. My once tight hole clenched, dripping cum along the way.