The Legacy of a Starman
Chapter 9
And like other men that I'd fucked, he exclaimed about how much nutt I'd pounded into him and then made a dash to the bathroom. I followed him, but stopped at the sink and washed off my dick. I glanced over at the urinal and saw the same men in it. Only one man was wetting them down, now.
Back in the hallway, I found two men waiting for me. "How fast do you recover?" one asked.
"About ten minutes, unless I have some stimulation," I answered.
"I could suck your dick while my friend eats your ass out," he offered.
"I like that sound of that, but understand that I don't get fucked," I warned.
"Would you mind if I ran my hard dick up and down your ass trench and sprayed my load on your back? I'd lick it off," the second man suggested.
"Yeah, I'd like that," I said. "And are you looking to get fucked?" I asked the first guy. He'd latched on to my dick and nodded. The second guy already had his tongue working on my asshole. Less than three minutes later, my dick was hard and the first guy had turned around.
"My ass is already lubed up," he told me.
"Lubed or creamed?" I smiled down on him.
"Creamed," he revealed.
"You like getting your hole eaten out before you get fucked?"
"Of course!" the first guy agreed. "And I don't want you to pull out."
"You sure about that?" I pressed. "I nutt a lot when I spray a load."
"How much is a lot?" the second guy who had been eating my ass out asked.
"More than a cup," I answered.
"Fuck! That is a lot," the first guy observed.
"I'll take care of it," the second guy offered with a wide grin. I love eatin' a hole that's been filled with dick gravy."
"That he does," the first guy allowed.
The first one turned again and bent over. I plugged in easily into his hungry white hole. The second guy pushed up against me. I could feel his thick, brown dick sliding up and down my deep ass trench. It was a nice dick and I wondered if he'd been the one who had bred his friend. The guy I was fucking grabbed my ass and pulled me deeper and harder into his ass.
"Fuck him hard," the second guy said. "That's the way he loves it."
So, I kicked it into high gear and pounded hard into the tight, white ass beneath me. The guy behind me humped my ass harder and faster. I could feel his precum lubing up my trench and dribbling on to my back. We had a great rhythm going. The bottom was really getting into it as was the guy who was humping my butt cheeks.
Nearly in unison, two of us shot our loads. The bottom guy didn't because his dick wasn't even hard. I often wondered how a guy could get fucked by a big dick like mine and not get hard. If I were hurting him, I could understand the flaccid dick. Otherwise, I didn't get it.
I flushed a big load of sperm into the deep hole I'd been fucking. The nutt the second guy shot on my back nearly hit the back of my head. As his climax shuddered to a stop, he began licking up his load from my back. My thrusting hips continued to pound the guy under me. His deep hole loved what I was doing as he milked me relentlessly. Finally, I pulled out.
"Have at it," I told the second guy. He knelt behind the guy I'd just bred and locked his lips around the stretched hole of his friend. I could see his tongue waggling deep to get the flow going. He swallowed several times and pressed his face harder against the guy's ass. I stood and watched along with several other men who were mesmerized by the spectacle.
It was over a minute later, when the second guy pulled away from the asshole he'd been felching. "Fuck, Man! You weren't kidding. You totally unloaded a giant nutt into Jason. What a fuckin' load!" I smiled knowingly. Immediately, he was inundated with questions about how it tasted and how much it was.
I wandered away as he recounted what we'd just done. A few minutes later, one of those bystanders caught up with me. "I love to fuck ass, but I understand you don't get fucked," he began. I nodded agreement. "But, I've always had this thing for hot black men like you who have really big dicks and amazing bodies. Is it true that you can recover in about ten minutes?" Again, I nodded. "Would you fuck me?"
"You want a big load in your ass, too?" I queried.
"Fuck, yeah! I love big loads in my ass from black men," he revealed. "I'd love to eat your ass out though, even though you won't let me fuck you."
"I'm sure we can negotiate satisfactory terms to accomplish that. You wanna eat my ass before or after I breed you?"
He thought for a moment before he answered. Meanwhile, I checked him out. He was a husky guy, probably an ex-football player who didn't work out very much anymore. But, he was cute, and white, and had a beefy ass just like I love to fuck. "Suck me off first while I eat your black ass out," he suggested. "Then, load my butt like you did that other guy." I took two more swallows of liquid from my water bottle.
"You sure you want all that sperm up your hole?" I reminded him.
"Yeah. Definitely!" he beamed.
"You may have to make a dash to the bathroom afterwards," I warned. "No one has been able to hold it all yet."
"I'll take care of that," a voice over my shoulder said. I glanced at him and smiled. "I love eating out well-fucked manholes," he added as if he needed to clarify.
I shrugged and looked at the guy I was about to fuck for his okay. "Suits me," he agreed. I moved around and sat on the man's face and started sucking his dick. Our new friend who wanted to felch his hole afterwards, pushed the guy's legs into his chest and ate the guy's hole out, getting it ready for my hardening dick.
With all the action he was getting, the guy on the bottom was filling my mouth with his creamy load about two minutes later. We gave him a few moments to rest and then I flipped him over to take him doggie style. He loved that idea. With each thrust into him, he backed up into me. He couldn't get enough dick, nor could he get it fast enough. "Breed me, Man! I really need it!" he begged.
Deliberately, I slowed the pace. I didn't want to nutt too quickly, but his internal muscles were working feverishly to stroke my dick as I fucked him. This was a battle I wasn't going to win. I knew that after the first few seconds of sliding my dick in and out of his ass. Our third man had situated himself beneath us and was licking at the bottom's hole as I pumped in and out. Occasionally, I could feel his tongue lick at my tightening balls.
"I'm gonna cum if you keep doing that," I said to both of them. Neither seemed to care. The guy I was fucking tightened his ass even more. The one licking my nuts and the bottom's hole lashed my tight nuts even harder with his wet tongue.
With a bellow, I unloaded another massive wad of dick gravy into the hole I was fucking. It always felt so good to nutt. The pleasure rolled higher and higher until I was firing twice a second in an attempt to empty my nuts. Emptying my nuts was pretty hopeless, of course. I always had more nutt to pump out only a few minutes later.
I left them to their felching and went back to the bathroom to wash up and refill my water jug. One of the guys in the trough urinal was gone. No one was pissing on the remaining guy. Despite my dehydration, my bladder needed to be emptied. I gave him the golden shower that he was begging for, but didn't tarry. The stench of sour piss didn't appeal to me.
The rest of the evening was a blur of warm, deep butts and pleasurable climaxes. No one blew me. All the guys I fucked took the full load. I think I bred another twenty men, but I wasn't sure. I knew that at 1 a.m., I needed to get back to my hotel. I had to catch a plane leaving just after 10 a.m. to fly to Berlin. That meant I had to be up and away by 7 a.m. I thought about inviting someone back to the hotel room to "keep me warm," but decided that I needed rest more than I needed companionship.
However, my resolve evaporated when I spied an amazingly hot blonde stud. He was cruising the hallways, checking out the men, but not giving more than a couple of them a second glance. That is, until he caught sight of me. We locked gazes and smiled. He looked at my hardening dick and smiled again. He walked up to me and boldly kissed me. "I really need to get fucked by a big dick. Are you up for it?" I nodded and kissed him back.
"I was about to leave because I have a flight to catch to Berlin tomorrow morning," I smiled stupidly. "But, I can always sleep on the plane. Why not come back to my hotel with me where it is far more comfortable than it is here." I could see he thought about it for a second and then agreed.
He hadn't been at the sex venue for more than five minutes, so they refunded his money. While he was getting his money back, I called my driver to pick us up. I let him know as he drove us to my hotel that I needed to be on my way to the airport by 7 a.m.
"Even though it is Sunday, the traffic shouldn't be bad. However, you never know in the city, so that's still a good plan to leave early. Is your flight still at 10:10 tomorrow morning?" the driver asked. I assured him that it was.
In my hotel room, we quickly disrobed. I told him that I needed to take a shower before we got started. He eagerly joined me. After we soaped up and rinsed, he bent over in the shower and offered up his ass. "You sure you want it here and not in bed?" I asked.
"You're the guy who can recover in ten minutes, right?" he wondered. I agreed that I was. "So, there are more opportunities for you to breed me with that giant dick of yours."
"And did you also hear that I nutt a lot when I cum?"
"Yeah, but I couldn't get a clear reading on what `a lot' mean."
"A cup each time," I assured him.
"You're shittin' me!"
"Nope," I replied. "That's how much you get every time I nutt in your ass."
"Sounds to me like I'll be taking several trips to the bathroom," he smiled.
And he did. It was nearly 3 a.m. by the time he had all he could take. He left as another satisfied customer and patient zero. That left me with about 3 hours of sleep before I had to get up, get dressed, and meet my driver. I set the timer in the room to wake me up at 6 a.m. Abruptly, I was awakened. Didn't I just fall asleep? I glanced menacingly at the clock. Shit! It was already 6 a.m. I dragged my tired ass out of bed and showered and shaved. I packed my bag and headed to the early breakfast buffet. It wasn't much to my liking, but I did find enough nourishment that I could wait until I got to the airport.
The driver negotiated all the problems in the early Sunday morning traffic and got me to the airport with nearly two hours to spare. I thanked him for his help and his driving skills. And I added a big thanks with $50 for staying up at all hours to get me to and from the sex venues. He tipped his cap and departed.
I checked in and sent my bag to the cargo hold. The ticket agent sent me to the 1st class lounge where another breakfast buffet was laid out. Stationed there was a man in a chef hat. He offered to cook me anything I wanted. I suggested eggs and ham. He turned to his task and I had a second breakfast that was more to my liking after I added fruit and yogurt to my plate.
Our flight was called at 9:20. Business/First Class passengers boarded ahead of everyone else. I was offered champagne mimosas, which I greedily consumed. My hydration was still not up where it belonged. I drank several glasses of chilled spring water and felt better. They fed us brunch, but I declined most of the food. I was already full. When the meal service was over, I pulled a blanket over me and went to sleep. I was surprised that I slept so soundly in a space that wasn't very big for someone of my size with all the lights on and sunshine streaming in the windows. But, I did.
The rattling of plates and silverware woke me up five hours later. The dinner was being served while we were still two hours out from our destination. I was surprised how good it was. It was also possible that I was hungry and nearly anything would have tasted good. The steward brought a refreshing sorbet at the end of the meal. He smiled at me and asked if this was my first trip to Berlin. I answered that it was.
"Are you there for business or pleasure?" he smiled.
"Business, I suppose," I replied.
"You suppose?"
"It's a modelling job and I'm really new at it. I just came from my first photo shoot in New York City," I revealed. "But, it isn't a real job," I babbled on. "I'm attending Berkeley this fall to start my college education."
"So, how did you land a modelling job for the summer?" the steward asked. Truthfully, I think he was the purser, but I wasn't sure.
"A friend of mine introduced me to his agent. The agent thought I'd be a good addition to his modelling agency and the rest is history," I said. "He's going to meet me in Berlin. He's one of the models for the photo shoot, too."
"Has he been here before?"
"He's been all over the world in the last year, so he's probably been to Berlin more than once."
"What's his name?"
"Telford Graham."
"Ford! I know him. What a great guy," the steward beamed. He had a twinkle in his eyes that I could read from any distance. I raised one eyebrow in a questioning manner. He leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Yes, we've been intimate," he said. His hand that had hovered over my knee moved up my leg and gently stroked my dick. In the tight Levis I was wearing, you could even tell that my dickhead was cut. "And I'd love to get to know you better, too," he added with a smile as he drew back. He looked down at my rapidly expanding dick. He leaned back in again and said, "No one is as big as Ford, but, you'll do nicely."
"Uh, I'm headed for school in the fall," I reminded him when he took his hand off my hard dick, again.
"I fly into SFO all the time," he volunteered. "I hope we can get better acquainted sometime soon. Where do you live when not in school?"
"Los Angeles."
"I fly there, too," he smiled. He leaned in again and asked, "Are you negative?" I nodded my head to the affirmative. "Excellent," he brightened. "I so wanted to take Ford's monster up my ass raw and get bred by that huge donkey dick of his, but we had to bag it."
"You won't with me," I assured him. He grinned happily at the prospect. I didn't see it was my place to tell the steward/purser that Ford was now negative. That would be up to him to discover or Ford to tell him.
He picked up serving trays and assorted glassware for the next several minutes. When he returned, he handed me a business card. On it was his work number as well as a written number. "That's my cell number. If I'm not working, I should answer it immediately," he grinned. "Call me when you know when your return flight is. I might be working that flight."
I nodded my agreement. Before we landed, I made one more pit stop. When I came out of the cramped bathroom, he checked me out more thoroughly. "You are definitely model material," he sighed. "Enjoy your time in Berlin." The remainder of the flight he was very busy and so we didn't talk again until the aircraft had landed and we were deplaning. "I hope to see you soon," he smiled as I walked by. My hand just happened to stray over his crotch as I walked by. I grinned broadly and nodded.
After sailing through customs and immigration, I looked for Ford. He said he'd meet me just beyond the baggage claim area. Immediately, I spotted him. He waved, but didn't need to. He towered over nearly everyone else. He held up a sign that said, "Welcome to my bed." I'm sure I turned several shades of crimson. He embraced me and then kissed me warmly on the lips.
"You're in Berlin. No one knows you here, nor do they care that you kissed me," he said when he finally broke the kiss. "I have a car waiting for us," he added, leading the way out of the airport terminal.
In the backseat of the limo, Ford starting massaging my dick. "You keep that up," I said soto voce, "I'll nutt a gallon in my pants. That's gonna create a huge wet spot. And you don't want to miss out on a load, do you?" He unsnapped my Levis and went down on me. I glanced up at the driver, but he was paying attention to the traffic and the road ahead. "I'm gonna nutt!" I whispered in a croak. Ford swallowed six times to contain my heavy waves of cream.
"Gawd! How I've missed you," he smiled when he pulled his face out of my crotch. "The next load goes up my ass."
I nodded agreement. "By the way, the chief steward or purser on my flight to Berlin knows you. His first name is André. He mentioned that he knew you very well."
Ford smiled. "I try to spread cheer wherever I go," he smiled and kissed me, sharing some of the load I'd flooded into his mouth.
"You spread something else, too," I smirked. "His ass."
"Yeah, he does love to get fucked by a big dick. And he's gotta nice one himself. More than once, I took a ride on it," Ford admitted.
"He wants to fuck with me when I return to LA or when I'm in school at Berkeley," I said, wondering what Ford would say.
"He's a very hot fuck," Ford allowed. "What did you say?"
"I made no promises, but he did give me his private cell phone number. He wanted me to call him when we know when we're returning to the States. He's hoping he'll be on our flight."
"That we won't know for a few more days," Ford said. "The schedule is fluid. It depends on the weather and the cooperation of the models. Some can be quite difficult," he sighed.
"Don't they know they can be replaced on a moment's notice?" I asked.
"Some think they are so hot that they can't be replaced. After a few times, they get the message. Not only do they get replaced, but they get black balled by the clothing companies," Ford smiled impishly. "Never bite the hand that feeds you."
"Sage advice, I'm sure," I said. "So, what's the deal on the photo shoot here?" I wondered.
"It'll be the full catalog," Ford revealed. "I'm worked with them before and it usually takes four days to do all the clothes in the proper venues. But, that depends on the weather and sometimes on the models. If they don't have any new models besides you, we should get it all wrapped up quickly. However, the forecast is for rain the next two days. The first day is Tuesday, so I think everything will be pushed back a day."
Moments later, we were at the hotel. The driver pulled my two bags from the trunk and walked us into the hotel lobby. "If there is anything else, Sir," the driver smiled, "just ring me on my cell." Ford acknowledged the driver and picked up both of my bags.
"I can carry at least one of them," I told him. He handed me the smaller one and strode to the nearest elevator. Our room was on the 18th floor with an amazing view of the city. I asked him which direction was East Berlin. I'd heard that they had made immense strides in revitalizing that part of the city since the wall came down. To me, it looked very much like the rest of Berlin. However, it was almost midnight, so all I could really see was city lights.
I walked away from the panoramic windows and told Ford that I desperately needed a shower. He helped me off with my clothes as I helped him with the same. He joined me in the shower and immediately backed up on to my dick. Of course, I was hard the minute my clothes came off. Ford has that kind of an impact on my libido. "I've wanted this since I left you last week," he purred.
"Surely, I'm not the only dick you've had since last week," I smirked. "I know you better than that, Ford."
"Guilty," he laughed over his shoulder. "And I know you had a good time in New York City. That place is notoriously friendly to big dicks like yours."
"You got me," I smiled down at his muscled back and checked on how my thick dick was doing racing in and out of his hungry ass. "I was a pretty popular ride."
"But, now it's my turn to take a ride on your sweet dick. I still wish I could take those gigantic loads of yours and retain them," he said, pushing back against each thrust I pounded up his hole. His ass muscles were working overtime, trying to get me to nutt in his ass. He knew I was good for several loads.
"You're about to get your wish," I groaned. Moments later, I was filling his ass with my baby batter, again. He wiggled and squirmed beneath me, as if he were attempting to find new and deeper places to store my big load. My hips pumped and my dick jetted. His hole was filled, just the way both of us loved it.
"Don't pull out, Mike. I love the feel of your big dick inside me," he instructed. I resumed fucking him slowly, enjoying the slick feeling of my cum lubing his deep ass. But, it had to end as my deflating dick slipped out of his filled manhole. He pushed me on to my back and sat on my face as he sucked my cum-coated dick. I licked at his back door and was rewarded with a slow flood of cum. It tasted like my sperm, but there was a slight and delightful tang of ass on my tongue. The more of my nutt I scooped out of his sweet cunt, the more I wanted to eat out. Several minutes later, my dick was hard again and I had licked out as much of my load as I could. Ford needed me to fuck him again. Of course, I did.
But, the hour was getting very late and he needed his sleep as much as I did. Late in the night (or early in the morning if I were being truthful), I felt his big dick slide up and down my ass trench. "You haven't nutted yet, have you?" I reminded myself. "Lube my tight hole up and breed me, Ford. I think I can take you, again."
"Didn't you get any practice in New York?"
"You're the only one who's been inside my ass, Ford. Once you've had the best, why go elsewhere?" I smiled into the darkness.
He rolled to the night stand and pulled out a bottle of lube. After generously lubing up my asshole with at least three fingers, he stroked some more lube on to his dick. On my side, I pulled my butt cheeks apart and invited him to slide in. It wasn't easy to take him. He's enormous. But, with patience, he did get all the way up my ass. Deeply seated, he rolled me on to my stomach and slowly, deeply fucked me. I'm sure I was squealing like a pleasure piggy. It felt so good to be beneath him with that monster donkey dick of his way up my ass.
"You're so tight," he breathed into my ear. "And your ass is so hungry," he added as he shoved his dick hard into me and held still. "Stop that or I'll shoot!" he warned. I didn't care what he said; I wanted his load as far up my butt as he could shoot it. Seconds later, I got my wish. "FUCK!" he moaned. His dick swelled and jerked deeply inside me. I felt warmth spreading into the depths of my love canal.
"Breed me, Ford! I want the biggest load you can pound into me!" I shouted. "Fuck me!" He long-dicked my ass, demonstrating how long it is and how deep I can take it. Any abrasion I used to feel was now silky smooth with all the cum he'd shot into me. I smiled because I used to think I'd never be able to take his donkey dick up my boy-butt. This was heavenly.
When he caught his breath, he nuzzled my neck and said, "You're the best fuck I've ever had. Not only can you take me, but you can breed me every ten minutes. You'll make a bottom out of me, yet."
I hoped he was kidding, because there was no way I was going to let that monster dick of his only slip into my mouth. I needed frequent breeding now, and I wanted it as often as I could get him hard. But, I wasn't kidding myself. I knew there wasn't a chance that either of us could be faithful to each other. We were too young and full of cum to allow that to happen. Besides, I had a mission to fulfill: the breeding of as many men as possible to spread the cure.
He left his big dick in my ass. We hoped it would stay inside while we slept, but it didn't happen. My ass tunnel was too slippery with his load. But, that was okay. We still needed a couple more hours of sleep.
When I woke up again, he was sucking on my dick. I pushed him on to his back, lined up my dick and slid inside. He moaned with pleasure as he grabbed my ass and pulled me deeper. "Load my manhole again. I need a big load from you as often as you can deliver it," he promised.
I knew it was all hyperbole. There wasn't a way in the world he could take as much nutt as I had to pump out every ten minutes. However, if that's what he wanted, I was willing to breed him repeatedly. He got what he wanted and so did I. His perfect ass got bred deep and drank another monster load from my 10" dick. But, this time, my dick gravy overwhelmed his ass and he bolted for the bathroom the moment I pulled out.
When he returned, he pulled me out of bed and suggested a tandem shower. To him that meant that I was going to pound his ass again. By the time we were in the shower together, I was hard and ready to breed him again. We took our time, soaping up and rinsing, but the slow fuck and occasional pull out to avoid my climax could only postpone for a few more moments the inevitable climax. I pounded his hole hard, bouncing him around the shower enclosure. When my climax hit, he rode me hard, begging me to fill him up.
His need to be bred was only surpassed by my need to unload my full nuts again. With mutual shouts of pleasure, I flooded his deep love tunnel again.
When I pulled out, he turned around and stroked his dick. "Gonna CUM!" he shouted. I knew there was no way for me to take him up my ass when he was that close, so I knelt and sucked the thick head into my mouth. His load blasted against the back of my throat. I couldn't swallow his donkey dick, but I did the best I could to swallow his cream. In that, I was successful.
With a final rinse, we dressed, and went downstairs to the breakfast bar. Over our meal, we discussed what sights to see. As the forecast had been correct, we decided this was a day to appreciate the museums and other indoor attractions. The rains were relentless the entire day.
This story is fantasy. Your life isn't. Always play safe.
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