What the hell happened?

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I woke up this morning to a new sensation. Not only was my whole body sore from head to toe but damn was that a baseball bat sticking out of my ass?

Oh god my mouth tastes foul. And just lifting my arms to wipe the crust from my eyes seems to crackle against my skin.

What the hell did I do last night?

Last thing I remember is going out to the bar and having a drink with a big burly man. What was his name again? Damn.

That's not crust on my eyes is dried cum all over my face and body.

Oh god I feel funky and that taste in my mouth.

I know I must have had something to drink last night but it sure doesn't feel like alcohol. No hangover just waking up.

Oh god it was a bat sticking out my ass.

I had to take a hot shower but that damn ringing kept persisting.

I hobbled to the bathroom and turned on the shower ready for a morning of lazing around when I realized the phone was ringing. That was that annoying sound so early this morning.

Where are?

What? Huh?

You were spose to be in half an hour ago!

What? What day is this?

Monday 9:30 where are you?

At home. What it's Saturday.

Bud you lost the better half of two days there it's Monday. Get your ass in here.

It can't be.

Just get in here.

I got to shower and shave. It will take some time.

I told them you weren't feeling good over the weekend and it was probably some carryover from that. By the way where were you this weekend we were spose to meet Friday.

Talk to you later I got to go.

Damn that taste in my mouth was foul.

I sat on the toilet and a stream of fluid came out my ass like never before.

What the hell is all that. Oh crap that can't be cum. How much did I have?

I jumped in the shower and the hot water felt so good.

I scrubbed myself till all the dried cum was off and damn my ass hurt. I had never had anything that big up there. I was mostly a top but would bottom from time to time but nothing so gargantuan.

I got in the office and the boss realized that I wasn't feeling good so he cut me some slack.

I was so relieved.

I still didn't know how it was Monday.

Monday became Tuesday and Tuesday became Wednesday. Eventually it was Friday again and Tom, my friend from the office went to the bar again.

I didn't recognize anyone but I thought I caught a glance from one or two guys as I walked around the bar. Or was it just my paranoia.

Things got back to normal over the next couple months and then it was time for Christmas and Tom was off to see his family and I was stuck with a week off to putter around the house.

I was sitting at the bar when these big burly arms wrapped themselves around me and said: Long time no see.

You! You're the guy I saw that weekend I lost all memory of the weekend.

Yea. Did you have fun?

I don't know what happened.

Really? That could be because I put something in your drink you were our like a light.

Damn you. You bastard. How dare you take advantage of me like that.

You didn't seem to mind.

I should go to the cops.

Look you weren't hurt and you did tell me that was your fantasy right before you went out.

What happened?

Well after I got you that drink you got loopy and I helped you out to the car and we went back to my place.

You told me you were off till Monday so I figured we would enjoy a weekend of sex.

But damn a baseball bat?

Ha! That! We just did that to keep all those loads in you your hole was so loose by that time nothing would stop you up.

It was for the next week too.

Great.

Not great it was painful. And I must have shit 5 gallons of cum.

Not that much but you did suck dicks for the weekend. You were voracious. We couldn't get you off of the dicks.

What do you mean we.

There were dozens of men coming in at all hours of the day and night. I put out a call and they came and came.

But why would you do that?

It wasn't just me you said you wanted it.

You do want it don't you?

Yea it was a fantasy of mine but a fantasy is just that.

Well I think you had a good time and I know the guys and I did. Over and over again. I am so confused.

Well come to papa and let me hold you baby boy.

His big arms and those big pecs did feel nice and comfortable with his massive arms wrapped around me.

He rubbed my back and I think I was cooing in his grasp. I could feel his breathing as his belly pressed against me and I felt safe.

Well what are you up to tonight he eventually asked?

Not much got the week off and all my friends are out of town.

Then we have a week to play.

What? No!

But you already said yes and the drugs are already taking effect.

I figured you might be ready for another go round by now that is why I showed up tonight.

I got all the guys lined up and have put a posting on some of the local truck stops.

By the end of the week you are going to be so full of cum you will walk funny for a month this time.

I could feel my consciousness flowing out of me. But I had no power to keep that from happening.