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I won't go into detail about what happened in the prelude and the previous six chapters. Please reread it to get a good idea what this chapter is about. This takes place in 1968 before being Gay was accepted as it is today in the Western World.
Wait for subsequent Chapters as Ashley's Hot Adventures begins evolving into a very hot story. As has been usual for some time now I have used the editing services of G.Venereal. George has as usual applied some 'gentle editing' to this story.
By barry97_97@yahoo.com
Now Ashley's Hot Adventures Chapter 7
I had no idea what the coach had in mind for me when he suggested paying me to move to Detroit. I'd never been outside of my hometown in my entire life and moving way back east was frightening and exciting, the same time. I lay on the mat in the school gym looking up at the ceiling day dreaming all sort of wild and interesting ideas the coach had in mind for me. He knew I had no formal education outside of high school drafting and working part time with my dad at various construction sites. Maybe he was going to employ me as an apprentice with a construction company. That would be enjoyable. I thought staring at the gym ceiling. Usually even apprentices got a decent wage and there would be a lot of hot construction men to look at all day. Darn why was I thinking of looking at hot men when I should be thinking about the great opportunity the coach was providing for me in Detroit.
At long last my eye lids drooped and I was soon in dream land. When I woke up and looked around I felt lost wondering where I was. Sitting up and looking around I remembered about the last couple of non stop sex and the coaches job opportunity in Detroit. I got up feeling thirsty and hungry going to the washroom. There wasn't anything to eat but at least I could quench my thirst from the washroom tap. I had to turn the tap on and lean down to take a drink since there weren't any glasses to drink out of. I walked back to the mat and sat down when the gym door opened and in walked the coach from the day before. "Good morning Ashley. How did you sleep?" He asked walking toward me wearing gym pants, T-shirt, socks and runners. He looked as hot this morning as he did the day before, tanned, muscular, thick dark hair, around six-two or three with deep blue eyes.
"Fine thank you Coach." Not being able to draw my eyes off of his hot muscular body or nice bulging shorts. "Except I'm starving. Is there a chance you have anything to eat?" I asked. "Anything would be fine, a slice of bread, toast or some fruit."
"I thought you might be hungry Ashley." The coach answered. "That's why I brought a couple of burgers and donuts. Will that be okay? Of course you'll have to pay for breakfast; if you know what I mean." Looking at me, massaging the growing bulge, in his shorts.
"Mmmmmmmm. If it's what I think it is, I'll gladly pay, with pleasure." I said licking my lips going to my knees, crawling toward him. "It looks like I get a nice appetizer, before breakfast."
"You sure do, Ashley." The hot black coach said, standing directly in front of me smiling pushing his muscular hips forward. "Go ahead go after what you want."
I reached up taking a hold of each side of his shorts as well as the undershorts and tugged them down his feet, his, thick, throbbing, eight inch cock leaping out, slapping against his wash-board stomach. Without saying a word I pushed my face into his low hanging musky, manly smelling balls and took a breath in. "Mmmmmmmm." I moaned smothered into his low hanging, golf size balls sack.
"I've never had any woman lusting over my balls like you Ashley. You're one of a kind." The coach moaned. That's when I realized I never did ask the coach what his name was. All the students had refereed to him as coach, so I hadn't asked him what his name was.
I pulled my face from his musky balls looking up. "I don't even know your name, coach." I said looking into his deep brown eyes running my hands over his muscular dark brown chest and stomach.
"It doesn't matter, just call me coach like my students." The coach said. "Right now work my balls the way you did before."
I licked my lips before licking his low hanging balls until they were dripping with my saliva before taking one of his golf size balls in my mouth. I swished it around in my mouth before taking his other ball in my mouth. I enjoyed his delicious balls knowing they were packed full of cum. I looked up into the coaches handsome square jawed dark face before spitting his cum filled balls out and licking the underside of his cock.
"Fuck that feels great." The coach grunted. "Fuck you make me horny, get on my cock fag."
I had reached his mushroom shaped cock head and opened my mouth wrapping my lips around my teeth opening my mouth. I took one last look at his pre-cum drooling cock head before taking it in my mouth. "That's what I'm talking about." The coach groaned taking a hold of my head between his large hands shoving his hips forward forcing me to swallow his thick cock. Not that I needed any forcing to swallow his cock. I enjoyed the texture and length entering my throat pushing forward until I had swallowed his entire cock. "That feels great." He moaned not moving a few seconds tossing his head back. "I'll miss your hot throat when I ship you to Detroit."
Slowly he allowed me to withdraw from his massive cock until only his cock-head remained in my throat. He leaned over me and I felt his hands creeping down my bare back reaching my ass crack. "You got my dick nice and lubed, I want some of that hot ass." He grunted his fingers creeping down entering my hungry hole.
I let his cock head out of my mouth. "Gladly Coach, my ass is all yours." I moaned feeling a couple fingers entering my ass.
The coach removed his fingers from my hole standing up looking down he smiled. "Good, that ass is so hot." He said before walking behind me.
I shoved my ass high in the air dropping to my hands and knees. "I'm ready Coach." I moaned, wanting, no needing to feel his cock deep in my ass. "Fuck me Coach."
"You don't have to ask twice Ashley." The coach answered his hands massaging my ass cheeks. "Fuck, I've never seen such a perfect bubble butt before, especially attached to a hot white boy." His hands moved slowly up until they were gripping my hips. His thick cock pressed between my ass cheeks until it was about to enter my ass. With a shove his cock entered my sphincter muscle.
"Your cock feels good, shove it all the way in my hungry hole Coach." I moaned shoving my ass back as far as I could closing my eyes.
"Holy shit dad. Are you fucking a fag? I didn't know you were bi." Someone shouted. I hadn't heard the locker door open. I don't even think the coach heard the locker door open both of lost in lust. I guess it didn't faze the coach because I felt the coaches big cock shoved further into my hungry ass. I was positive all the athletic black teenage, male students, had fucked me the day before. I hadn't thought of the coach as being married and having children.
"Believe me son you don't have to be gay or even bi to enjoy a hot male ass. What are you doing here anyway?" The coach asked while slapping my ass. "Where's your brothers Pete?"
"Right here dad." I heard two or three voices answering.
I looked over my shoulder seeing three hot muscular men in their late teens and early twenties staring at their dad. All three hot looking studs wearing jeans, T-shirts and runners. My eyes dropped to the front of their jeans without thinking.
"You got to try his hot mouth boys, I'll bet your girlfriends couldn't gobble down your cocks like Ashley." The coach said slapping my other ass cheek before placing it back on my hip.
"I've got to admit the way you're laying it in the fag looks hot." The tallest and oldest of the three studs said rubbing the growing bulge in his jeans. "The bitch hasn't given out for over a week and she's never kissed my dick never mind blowing me."
"Well here's your chance Chris." The coach grunted ramming the rest of his thick cock deep inside my ass. "Fuck this is one fine ass. You boys will have to try it out."
Without thinking I shouted. "Mmmmmmmm, that bulge in your jeans looks impressive. How about letting me have a look at it."
"Shit dad he's more of a slut than any girl I've ever met." The youngest of the three hot boys shouted pulling his T-shirt over his head revealing his smooth, dark brown muscular chest, arms, stomach and large quarter size nipples. I'd say the youngest was close sixteen or older.
"The three of you will have to decide which one of you gets the first blow job, Joey." I can see your brothers are as horny as you are." The coach said slowly pulling his thick cock out of my ass.
"Don't look at my son's slut, concentrate on your hot ass pleasing my cock." The coach said, raising his voice taking his hands from my hips and slapping each of my ass cheeks.
I did as The coach instructed looking forward shoving my ass back and up in the air. "I'm ready coach." I grunted my body dripping with sweat.
"You sure have him trained." One of his son's said. "How do we decide which one of us gets the first blow job. "I claim his ass after dad."
"Fine with me Chris." One of the other brothers said. "Let Chris write down a number between one and ten and we'll try to guess, the one that comes closest gets their cock sucked first.
"Okay I've written down a number." Chris said the same time the coach rammed his cock deep in my ass, his balls smacking my cum filled balls and hard cock.
"Oh yes coach, right there." I grunted his cock hitting the hard thing inside my ass causing my cock to drool pre-cum.
"You're one hot slut." The coach grunted pulling his cock out until only his big cock head remained in my ass.
"I pick seven." One of the coach's son's said.
"I pick two." The other son said.
"The number is three, you win Pete, don't just stand there strip down and have your way. I bet the slut will enjoy your cock." Chris said.
The coach gripping my hips shoved his entire cock deep inside my ass. "You're really going to enjoy this hot ass Chris, when I'm finished with it."
A few minutes later the coach continuing to plow my ass Pete walked in front of me. I was very impressed with his thick cock. "Nice cock." I said licking my lips.
"Good, my eight and a half inch cock is ready to be pleasured." Pete said standing in front of me rubbing the head of his cock against my lips.
Without saying another word I wrapped my lips around my teeth opening my mouth Pete shoving his large cock head in my mouth before grabbing a hold of my head between his hands. "Wow your mouth is hot, never thought it would feel like this." Pete grunted.
"You think that's good wait until you ram it down his throat. There's nothing like it." The coach grunted tugging his cock out of my ass before ramming it inside my ass. He shoved so hard I was forced to swallow over half of Pete's cock. Thank goodness I had a chance to take a deep breath before his cock was shoved in my mouth entering my throat.
Pete gripped my head harder, shoving his muscular hips forward his cock shoved further in my throat until his low hanging balls smacked my bottom lip. "You weren't kidding dad. Shit his throat is hot." Pete groaned definitely enjoying his thick eight and a half inch cock in my throat.
Pete hadn't moved his thick cock down my throat until I felt my oxygen running out and was beginning to feel light headed. "You're going to suffocate Ashley, Pete, get your cock out of his throat."
"Sorry." Pete shouted as if realizing how long his cock had been buried down my throat. He gripped my head tugging his cock out of my mouth. I coughed a couple of times trying to fill my lungs with needed air. "Are you alright Ashley?"
"I'm fine Pete." I strained my voice to answer opening my mouth wide taking Pete's big cock head in my mouth, looking up into his brown eyes. I moved my mouth forward swallowing another couple of inches of his thick cock.
"You heard him son, he's fine." The coach said gripping my hips ramming his cock deep inside me. "I'm cumming." He grunted his cock expanding throbbing deep inside me. His sweaty body lay over my back catching his breath.
Pete looked down at me and in an authority type of voice said. "Fuck yes." Ramming his cock down my throat. "Great throat." As soon as his cock slammed all the way in my throat with his balls resting on my bottom lip. "Fuck look at the outline of my big cock down his throat dad."
"Yes I have to admit I find it wild also Pete." The coach grunted lifting himself off my back. "He's all yours to enjoy Chris."
"Thanks dad. The fag can't take his eyes off my nine inch." Chris said standing beside his brothers slapping his big thick nine inch cock against my cheek. I could feel his cock, pre-cum splashing on my face. "I really needs this."
"Go for it Chris." Pete insisted pulling his cock out of my throat his cock head filling my mouth. Gripping my head he shoved his entire cock down my throat. "Great throat."
Walking behind me Chris slapped each of my ass cheeks. "Fuck those have to be the best ass cheeks I've ever seen especially on a white guy." Resting his hands on my back his cock pushing through my ass cheeks until he shoved hard. "Oh yes." He said his cock head popping into my sphincter muscle. "This is great."
"Hurry up guys." The last brother Joey growled. He was standing beside his brother Pete. "The way you're both enjoying the fag's holes, I can't make up my mind which one I want, his ass or mouth."
"It won't matter Joey. We'll have enough time to fuck Ashley a couple times each before talking him to the bus depot." The coach said stepping up behind Joey and slapping him on his bare back. "I never saw your meat before, wow it's bigger than mine. You're really going to show the fag a good time, no matter what hole you fuck first. How long is that thick snack son?"
"Ten and a quarter inches dad. Damn look at the fag look at my meat while getting his ass and throat stuffed with cock. He just can't wait for mine." Joey stroked his pre-cum dripping ten and a quarter inch cock. "Too bad you're sending him to Detroit.
"Fuck I'm so fucking hot my balls are about to bust." Pete groaned pulling his cock out of my mouth before ramming deep down my throat. "I'm cumming."
"Fuck this ass is hot." Chris grunted his cock out of my ass except his massive cock head. He slapped each of my ass cheeks before gripping my hips. "Yes hot." Ramming his thick cock deep inside my ass until his balls smacked my cum filled balls and rock hard cock. I felt my balls exploding cum shooting through my cock and across the floor. "Shit I fucked the cum right out of the fag." His own cock expanding throbbing deep in my ass. "I'm cumming."
Pete had pulled his cock out until just his cock head filled my mouth with another big load before pulling out of my mouth. I swished his delicious thick salty load around in my mouth before swallowing. Joey was standing in front of me looking down gripping his thick cock, less than an inch from my lips. "I've been waiting for this." He grunted the same time I opened my mouth wrapping my lips around my teeth. "I can't believe some one is going to attempt deep throating my ten and a quarter inch cock.
"Go for it Joey." Pete spat out wiping his huge, mushroom shaped cock head across my cheek. "His mouth and throat are hot."
"It's no good to leave Ashley's hot ass empty. I'm going to have to fill it up." The coach said standing looking at me, on the other side of Joey.
"Go for it dad." Joey shouted ramming his cock in my mouth and down my throat. "Dang your right, look at the way his neck is blowing up taking on the shape of my cock and big cock head. It's wild."
The coach now behind me reached up gripping each of my shoulders thrusting his cock between my ass cheeks and into my ass without stopping. "Shit yes it's hot full of cum." Pulling his cock out before slamming it deep inside me again.
At the same time Joey was gripping my head ramming his cock deep down my throat before pulling it out and ramming it down my throat over and over again." Fuck this is hot." He groaned. "Hot, Hot, Hot. Are you sure you have to send the fag to Detroit dad?"
"Sorry son I've already been in touch with the Detroit College. The coach is looking forward to meeting Ashley." The coach gasped his cock rammed deep inside my ass. "Oh yes this is hot." He was gripping my shoulders so hard they were becoming painful but getting fucked was worth sore shoulders.
I wondered for a fleeting moment, why a Detroit College coach would be looking forward to me arriving until I was lost in lust one more. The coach's big cock having been rammed deep in my ass.
"I'm cumming." Joey shouted his cock deep down my throat, balls raised up against the base of his thicker, longer cock, vibrated in my throat. He didn't move a few seconds before finally pulling his cock into my mouth delivering a nice big load of hot cum. Once his cock was out of my mouth spurting another three loads I swished his load in my mouth, before swallowing. "You up for his hot throat, Chris?"
"You bet I am." Chris answered stepping in front of him his cock head entering my mouth. "Fuck I've wanted to try some hot throat for a long time. I was beginning to believe deep throating would only be a dream. Gripping my head looking into my eyes.
"He's got a real hot throat son." The coach grunted pulling his cock out of my ass before plowing it deep inside me. "I have to say his ass is the best cunt I've fucked for a long time since your mom's more interested in being the social queen instead of my hot slut."
It seemed this time around neither Chris or his dad were in any rush to shoot their loads. They pumped my ass and throat good and hard over a half hour before The coach shouted. "I'm cumming." His cock deep in my ass expanding, pumping his load in my hungry ass.
"I'm cumming." Chris' cock thickened, vibrating in my throat. I hungrily swallowed the mouth full of thick delicious load he deposited in my mouth. "That was wild." He moaned six or seven loads shooting across my face.
"Is there enough time to enjoy his ass again dad?" Pete asked.
"Sure thing Pete and you might as well take his throat one last time Joey." Dad answered. "I'm going to shower up and get ready to run Ashley to the train station."
In a flash my mouth and ass were being stuffed with two huge cocks. Even though my knees and hands were getting sore I didn't care, as long as I enjoyed big cocks.
Pete had been ramming my ass a good half hour while Joey plugged his cock in and out of my throat. "Hurry up guys. Give Ashley enough time for quick shower before I drop him off at the train station."
"I'm cumming." Pete shoved his cock deep inside my ass.
"I'm cumming." Joey shouted his cock filling my throat. They pulled out stepping to one side. "You better hurry up and shower Ashley."
"Okay guys, thanks for the hot fucks. I really needed it. I don't know when I'll enjoy a big hard throbbing cock again. That is if I find some hot studs like you guys to fuck me when I'm living in Detroit. I answered walking in the shower's and scrubbing down my cum covered body and doing my best to gargle my throat. I wish the coach wasn't sending me to Detroit. I may never get any hot studs to fuck me ever again showering before stepping out to dry myself.
I was pleased with what The Coach laid out for me to wear. Sandals, tight T-shirt, no undershorts, extra tight jeans that emphasized my bubble butt. "I don't know what's with the tight clothes I'll just be sitting on the train and sleeping until I get to Detroit Coach." I said after getting dressed standing in front of the coach. I had the feeling the coach was trying to set me up with the tight jeans, no undershorts. I felt like telling him he was wasting his time, he and his sons fucking my would probably the last gang bang I'd ever enjoy the rest of my life.
"Did you forget the train is only going to have the hot soldiers heading for their first postings from basic training. Just think all those hot muscular men going without sex for nine long weeks. They are all muscular after nine long weeks of grueling workouts. I'm sure when you wiggle that bubble butt the right way, enclosed in those tight jeans, you'll soon be attracting what you'll be needing." The coach answered with a wink and smile.
"I hope you're right Coach and they don't decide to beat the shit out of me for being a fag." I answered fearing the worse.
We soon pulled up to the train station waiting for the train to pull into the station after the coach handed me my train ticket. "You'll be the only one getting on the train. The Sargent in charge is a good friend of mine, agreed to take you aboard. I didn't tell him you were a fag, just a friend that needed to get to Detroit as soon as possible. It will be totally up to you to entice Sargent Cole and those young recruits."
"Thanks, I guess." I answered the train coming into view pulling into the station.
"Good luck." The coach said smiling slapping me on the back. The train Steward stood to one side as I got on the train. I saw the shy smile spread across the six foot, good shaped Steward as he took a second look at my bubble butt as I passed him. Your seat is number 6 A. half way down the aisle beside the window Sir." The Steward said. "Nice to have you aboard."
"Thank you Marten." I said having read his name plate above his shirt pocket.
"No problem Sir." Marten answered standing at the front of the car while I walked toward my seat. I did my best not to look to each side, making my way to my seat. I caught some of the guys giving me second looks. Most of them whispering something to the man beside them. There were only a couple of empty seats on the entire car.
I found my seat. A young man I'd say in his late teens sitting in the isle seat. He had to be at least eighteen to be in the Canadian Armed Forces. He was wearing a combat shirt, pants and boots. "Excuse me but my seat is beside yours. May I sit down please?" I asked doing my best not to stare at his handsome face, deep blue eyes, strawberry blond hair and especially any part of him below his waist.
"Oh sure. Have a seat. My names Terry." He said standing up smiling.
"Mine's, Ashley." I said pushing past Terry. I was positive Terry humped his hips forward as I passed him, but it must have been my imagination.
"You're the only civilian on the train, not counting the train staff. We were told the only reason you were allowed was because you had to get to a meeting in Detroit." Terry said looking at me. "Nice to have you aboard, it will be nice to have someone to talk to. I'v had to sit by myself the last half hour and kind of board."
"Thank you Terry." I answered not quite knowing what to say, my eyes traveling from his deep blue eyes down his chest. I didn't get to see his chest wearing the combat shirt but did see his muscular arms, his combat shirt rolled up to his shoulders. I couldn't resist looking at his crotch which was well hidden as well because of his combat pants.
The train started chugging out of the station just as the Marten leaned across Terry. "I know you have a ticket but I still need to see it Sir." He said.
"Oh sure." I answered leaning over Terry showing Marten my ticket. The way Marten was leaning toward me his crotch was practically in my face. Wow it was nice.
"Okay Sir, have a good trip." Marten said not moving for a few seconds his crotch in my face. "If you need anything to munch on let me know."
"I'm fine Marten for now." I said and caught myself licking my lips wishing I could meet up with Marten somewhere private. I'd like to get to know the hot basket he had shoved in my face better.
"It almost looked like the Steward was coming on to you the way he was sticking his crotch in your face." Terry said looking at me and smiling. "It looked like you weren't exactly complaining. I saw you licking your lips."
I didn't know what to say and felt my face heating up. I gulped but didn't answer.
"No need to answer. Those tight jeans emphasizing your bubble butt pretty much says it all." Terry said and to my surprise took a hold of my hand placing it on his crotch. "Don't be afraid take a good feel. I've had to go nine long weeks without a broad, as you can feel. "Go ahead and undo my combat pants and dig your hand inside."
Now that I knew I had Terry's acceptance to take this to the next level I looked around before undoing the top of his combat pants, pulling down the zipper and reaching through the hole of his boxers. I looked around once more before wrapping my hand about his thick hard cock. "Nice cock, how big is Terry." I leaned over whispering in his ear.
"It's eight and a half inches Ashley?" He pushed my hand away humping his ass off his seat before pushing his combat pants and boxers down revealing his thick eight and a half inch cock and low hanging balls. Before I had time to react Terry reached up grabbing the back of my head pushing down between his muscular legs. "Go ahead fag, don't worry about any of the guys. I'm sure they all observed your bubble butt when you made your way down the isle. They had know your nothing but a fag slut."
I managed to pull my head back far enough to stick my tongue out and begin licking his sweaty musky low hanging balls. At this point I could have cared less if all the guys on the train heard me slobbering on Terry's balls.
"Fuck that's nice." Terry moaned the moment I took one of his golf size balls in my mouth before taking his other ball swishing them in my mouth. There just wasn't anything like enjoying a pair of sweaty musky balls. "That's enough. I need a blow job. Lets see if you deep throat. I've never experienced that before. Have any of you guys?"
I spat out Terry's balls looking around observing the group of hot studs staring down at me.
"Don't keep the fag to yourself Terry. Share; We all need some hot mouth and ass." A six-two, dark haired guy said with his combat shirt unbuttoned revealing his muscular chest and stomach. He grabbed a hold of my tight T-shirt pulling me over Terry until I was in the middle of the aisle.
"Okay guys, but I get the first blow job." Terry said undoing his combat shirt revealing his equally muscular chest and stomach. He pulled it off now standing in front of me shoving his combat pants to the floor.
I was standing staring around when I felt someone undoing my jeans and felt them tugged below my ass cheeks. "Great bubble butt." Some one said slapping my ass cheeks. "You won't be needing the jeans the rest of the trip." Tugging my jeans to the floor. I slipped off my sandals stepping out of my jeans one foot at a time before falling to my hands and knees in front of Terry only wearing his combat boots. He sure looked hot. Wearing only the combat boots and socks, for some reason made the muscular stud look even hotter and sexier. If that was possible.
I looked over my shoulder someone behind me spreading my ass cheeks wide open. "Nice real nice. Shit it looks as if he's already had a few cocks shoved in that fine ass." The dark haired six-two muscular stud said looking down between my ass cheeks said. "This makes the nine hard weeks of basic training worth it."
"You have that right Tony. Never mind watching Tony, he knows what to do, he doesn't need you to watch. Turn around and get on my cock fag." Terry sneered. "You won't have to worry about being entertained the three days and three nights heading to Detroit. There are over a hundred horny recruits willing to plug your mouth and ass full of cock."
"Fine with me because I live to be fucked. Ram your big cock in me Tony." I shouted before opening my mouth, wrapping my lips around my teeth ready for Terry to take control of my mouth.
Terry gripped the back of my head shoving his big mushroom shaped cock-head in my mouth. "Oh yes." He groaned shoving his cock head in my mouth entering my throat. "Shit's he's deep throating. That's a first, I'm lucky if my past girlfriends kisses my cock never mind take it in her mouth." Gripping my head even tighter shoving more of his cock down my throat until his big balls slapped my bottom lip.
"Shit." A muscular nude black man approximately six-six gasped. "Wonder if he'll be able to swallow my foot long cock. I'd love to ram it up that hot ass."
My ears pricked up with lust hearing the black stud talking about his foot long cock. I managed to look up at the tall muscular black studs foot long cock, shit, it had to be as big around as a pop can if not bigger.
"It would be great to watch him try Tyrone." Tony grunted gripping my hips shoving his cock all the way in my ass. "He's taking my ten inches like a pro."
"After the two of you finish we should take the slut up to the observation deck, we can pull all the furniture out of the way and have the entire car to fuck the fag." The red haired nude muscular six foot stud standing on the other side of Tyrone yelled. "It's too crowded here.
"Holy shit that would be wild, can you imagine what any one passing by outside, if they happen to look up and see us humping the fag." Tyrone shouted. "Man that would be the hottest."
"I don't think they'd see much of the fag on the floor while we're fucking him." Terry grunted pulling his cock out of my throat till only his cock head in my mouth.
"I have an idea once in a while we'll push him against the window and fuck him. That would be hot." Someone shouted further down the car. "Especially Tyrone fucking him with his beer can thick foot long cock."
"Damn it's been so long since I shot my load, I'm ready already." Tony shouted behind me ramming his cock deep in my cum filled ass. "I'm cumming."
"Shit so am I." Terry complained. "Who knows when I'll get seconds with over a hundred standing in line to fuck him."
"Never mind that for now. Lets get the fag up stairs to the observation deck and the rest of you strip down for some action. We will have to decide how to do this, who gets what and when?" Tony said grabbing me under my shoulder helping me to stand up. "Grab his other arm Art."
"Sure thing Tony." The red head said stepping to my left gripping under my arm pulling me down the aisle to the stairs. "We won't tell the guys in the other cars just yet, let the two dozen of us in our car fuck him first."
"Good idea Art." Tony said reaching the observation deck.
"What the fuck?" I heard someone shout walking into the observation deck.
"What are you and Jake doing up here?" Tony asked dragging me across the room.
"What are Jake and I doing up here? What the fuck have you and your train car going to be doing?" The guy sitting back beside one of the windows wearing combat boots and clothing asked.
"Sid's right, what the fuck are you guys up to with the nude guy. Why are you guys nude?" Jake asked sitting up. He sure was hot with sun bleached blond hair, blue eyes especially stretching his long legs.
"Okay you have the right to know, but don't spread it around to the other cars. You know that passenger we were to pick up the last stop heading to Detroit for some kind of meeting. Well he's a fucking homo slut. If the two of you want to help gang bang him, it's up to you, if not, don't spread it around to the rest of the cars about the fag." Tony said shoving me to the floor. "In the mean time we have to decide the order we fuck the fag."
"You bet I'd like some ass. He does take it up the ass, doesn't he?" Sid asked.
"Yes and he can really deep throat. I know first hand." Terry smiled massaging his hard eight and half inch thick cock obviously horny again.
"Okay we'll promise not to let on to any of the other cars, about the fag. Won?t we Jake?" Sid said turning to Jake and smiling.
"That's right but Sid and I get to fuck the fag next. Is it a bargain?" Jake asked already undoing his combat shirt revealing his dark, hairy muscular chest. He undid his combat boots tugging them off before taking his socks off. "What do you want that famous throat Terry bragged about or his hot ass Sid? I know I'd love to try his throat. I've never found a girl to blow me before. I?ve always dreamed of ramming my ten inch cock down a tight throat."
"I'd love to fuck his ass." Sid said. "Well is it a deal Tony? Do Jake and I get first dibs to fuck his ass and throat or do we broadcast it to the rest of the cars about the fag?"
"That's blackmail." Art spoke up. "I was hoping to fuck his hot throat next."
"You'll go after Jake, whats one more guy Art? Besides who decided you'd get the next blow job." A stud with a French accent shouted. "No decisions have been made except to allow Jake and Sid to go next."
"You guys decide among yourselves." Sid pulled his combat pants over his feet before tossing them on the floor, standing up making his way to where I was on my hands and knees. "Nice bubble butt." He slapped my ass cheeks with his open hand. "Lets have a look." Looking over my shoulder I saw Sid getting down on his knees pulling my ass cheeks apart. "Dang how many fucked the slut today?"
"Tony, the gym teacher at the high school and his three sons so far today." I answered. "But that was only today, there's plenty still up there from yesterday as well."
"Really then how many fucked you yesterday?" Jake asked standing in front of me his hard eight inch thick cock in his fist.
"Let me see." I answered doing my best to remember who had fucked me since first meeting Evan two nights before. "I was a virgin at this time two days ago."
"You were, it's hard to believe by all the slime dripping out your ass. How many fucked you since your virginity taken from you." A nude five-eight, muscular dark blond, hazel eyed man with a cock to match Tyrone's asked.
"Evan, his dad, three brothers, four brothers-in-laws fucking me at least three times each before I ended up at the high school. The high school football team fucked me outside, followed by the basketball team in the gym and this morning the coach and his three sons. So I'd say on the outside I've been fucked at least seventy five times if not more." I answered not realizing just how many times my ass and throat had been fucked. I was even shocked.
"Lets not waste time, we only have three days and nights for some hot action. Open your fucking mouth homo." Jake demanded.
"I'm ready for some hot ass." Sid shouted behind me slapping my ass cheeks nice and hard. My ass cheeks were beginning to heat up. I was sure they'd be on fire by the time the train pulled into Detroit, that is if every stud soldier that fucked my ass also slapped my ass cheeks. Sid gripped my hips with his hot dick entering between my ass cheeks until with a big hard shove his cock entered my ass and deep in my colon.
I opened my mouth wide, remembering to wrap my lips around my teeth, leaned forward taking Jake's large cock head in my mouth reaching up to massage his muscular chest and stomach.
"That's the way boy enjoy those nine long weeks of all our extreme work outs I had to do, in basic training." Jake said pushing his muscular hips forward forcing his cock head to enter my throat. "Shit yes, swallow my cock." Shoving his hips forward once more until I had swallowed his entire eight and a half inch cock with his low hanging balls smacking my bottom lip.
My mind was lost to Jake and Sid as they continued to fuck my ass and throat deeper and harder. I did look up a couple of times to see the rest of the guys had moved off to the far end of the observation car and talking. I couldn't hear or care what they were talking about together. I just needed Jake to keep ramming his cock down my throat over and over again while Sid hammered my ass his big balls smacking my cum filled balls.
Both Jake and Sid were soon covered in sweat as they continued fucking my eager throat and hungry ass. I happened to look up as Sid rammed his cock deep in my ass the same time I swallowed Jake's entire cock. The couple dozen studs were once more circling me, I gathered that they had worked out who and what order they'd be fucking me.
"I'm cumming." Jake shouted his cock expanding in my throat vibrating before pulling it out filling my mouth with a massive delicious thick load. His balls must have been overly packed with cum after nine weeks without shooting a load because he spurted at least six or seven loads across my sweaty face and hair.
Jake shooting his load must have triggered Sid who yelled at the top of his voice. "I'm cumming filling his ass to overflowing with my load. He tugged his cock out of my ass and I felt at least six or seven loads land on my head, back and ass cheeks.
"Okay back off guys it's our turns." A six foot nude muscular native Canadian shouted slapping his good size thick cock against my cum covered cheeks. "Like the looks of my ten inch cock fag?" He asked but started walking behind me before I answered him.
"Shut up Roy and just fuck him." Someone shouted.
"I know you'll like my nine inch beer thick cock fag the way you're staring at my body and cock." A five-eight red head said flexing his muscled chest and arms.
I don't think he was really expecting an answer so I simply opened my mouth wide wrapping my lips around my teeth and took his cock in my mouth. I looked up reaching my hand up to massage his flexing chest and arms.
"That's the way boy enjoy my hot body while I'm screwing your hot throat." He said with his hazel eyes burning into my eyes. Without holding my head he shoved his hips forward with his king sized cock entering my throat and soon his big egg sized balls smacking my lips.
"Enjoy yourself fag, Roy and Craig are only the first of two dozen soldiers that will be fucking you today until the other hundred find out about you that is." Tony said. "In the mean time I've given all the guys stand around to blow a load or two all over your body while they wait their turns. Don't worry they're horny enough to blow four or five loads each, so they will have big loads to shove up your ass and down your throat when it's their turns.
"One more thing, don't worry about being thirsty the men have lots of piss to satisfy your thirst and will wash off your cum covered body from time to time."
End of Chapter 7.
This is only the beginning of the three days and three nights train trip to Detroit. What more could possibly lay ahead for Ashley on the train trip way back east
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