Paul's mother looked just like the porn-star Candy Samples. Paul did not know this. All he knew was that since he had turned 18 years of age three months ago, his mother had been setting him up with anonymous encounters with men. This was because she had caught him masturbating to gay porn on his computer. His mother indulged him in all of his wants and desires and decided she would do so with his sexual needs as well.
Paul's mother was driving him to a local park known for gay cruising. She told him she wanted him to go into the park and see how many cocks he could suck and then come back to the car and tell her all about the encounters. It was just after dusk and there were several cars in the parking lot. His mother told him that all of these cars probably belonged to men looking for anonymous sex.
"Before you go, let's get you horned up. Take several hits of poppers before you leave the car." Paul took out his fresh bottle of poppers and had his mother help him break the seal. As he held the brown bottle to one nostril and inhaled deeply, he could feel the warm magic wash over his body from his brain and through the nervous system to the tip of his hardening cock. His mother decided to help things along by taking his cock out and stroking it as he continued to sniff the lust inducing poppers. She also plopped out one of her ample breasts and fed it to her son as she stroked his cock. Paul would suckle his mother's breast for a bit and then take hits of the poppers.
Paul's mother was able to coax out a clear pearl of pre-cum from the tip of his cock. She was overcome with lust herself and leaned over the console of the driver's seat to lick the precious fluid from her son's cock. With a throaty, hoarse command she told him to go. Paul could not see as he got out of the car because of the popper fireworks going off in his vision.
Paul had never been to this park before, and was uncertain where to go. He stumbled along the trail in his popper induced trance. The thrill of sucking strange cock accentuated his lust. He could feel his cock, warm and erect against his leg. After walking for a minute, he saw what looked like a bench.
Just then, he saw a dark shape moving toward him from further inside the park. His eyes had by now adjusted to the blackness, and he could tell that it was a man. He looked to be about 40. The man stopped and looked around. He stared at Paul for a moment, as if trying to determine why he was there. Then he moved toward him, stopped a few feet away. Paul's attention was drawn toward his crotch. It was obvious that he wasn't wearing any underwear. Paul could see the outline of his hard cock. Certain now that he knew what Paul was looking for, the man stepped forward to stand between Paul's legs. He pulled his pants down and thrust his cock forward.
Paul licked his lips, which had grown dry, and stared at the man's cock. It was very thick and cut, about seven inches long, with an enormous purple head. It was wet, as apparently the man had already been using it that night. As he stared, it began moving toward Paul, and without thinking, Paul grabbed it and began to run his hand up and down its shaft. The man responded by giving a low moan, and Paul watched as his cock head throbbed and swelled. The smell of cum wafted up toward him, and tentatively he moved his mouth next to it. Sticking out his tongue, he lapped at the head, and was rewarded with a spurt of pre-cum that shot out from the tip and coated Paul's tongue. Paul closed his eyes, and thrust the man's cock into his mouth. This is what he came here for. This is what his mother wanted to hear about. He stopped sucking long enough to take several more hits of poppers and offered the brown bottle to the stranger who greedily took them and huffed several hits as well.
The poppers and his excitement made him aware of everything around him. He could feel his own cock growing harder. The fumes of the Amyl Nitrite filled his lungs and made the instantaneous gas exchange into his bloodstream. The toxic, yet erotic fumes made Paul a willing slave to his lust and desire to suck strange men.
Paul could taste the salty heat of the strange man's rod. His excitement grew, and Paul began to bob his head back and forth rapidly, loving the spongy feel of the man's cock head hitting the back of his mouth. He rolled his tongue around it, teasing him, tasting him, licking around the base of his head and then pulling his mouth back and running his tongue up and down the length of his shaft. With his other hand he was squeezing the man's enormous balls, and sliding his fingers down his crotch toward his asshole. He lifted the man's cock up, exposing its underside, and began to lick his balls, tugging at his sagging sack, and sucking his hairy nuts into his mouth while his thumb caressed the mushroom head.
The man was thrusting his hips toward him now, breathing heavily and muttering, "Oh yeah, that's right, suck my fat cock, you cocksucking, popper sniffing, whore, just like that." When Paul wrapped his mouth around his cock again, the man grabbed his head with both hands, and began pulling Paul's head toward him as he swung his hips in a fucking motion. Paul almost gagged as the enormous cock pushed into his throat. The man was fucking his mouth harder and harder.The man's cock was pushed so far into his mouth that Paul's nose was bumping against the man's chest. As he fucked him, the man's balls were slapping against Paul's chin. Paul was so turned on that with one of his hands he reached down inside his pants and began to jerk off in time to the man's fucking.
Suddenly the man moaned and growled like a madman. He pushed his cock as far into Paul's mouth as he could, and with a gasp he shot stream after stream of cum down his throat. Paul could feel the man's cock throb after each load, followed by the feeling of his hot jizz trickling down the back of his throat. Paul thought, I am a cocksucking whore. He reached out his hands and grabbed the man's ass, pulling his cock into his mouth as far as he could. He felt two more bursts of cum shoot into his mouth, and then the man sighed and let go of Paul's head. He slowly pulled his cock from Paul's mouth, until it fell out with a wet plop and swung obscenely between his legs. Paul wished his mother could see him now. Kneeling before a stranger, covered in his cum!
The man quickly left and Paul continued his search for strange cock. As he walked, he began to notice patches of bushes scattered around the area. Far ahead was what looked like a small forest. To his left was a group of picnic tables, and behind them some shrubs. He strolled toward them. They were empty and there was no sign of anyone in the area. He glanced around for a minute, and was startled to see a small playground. As he walked toward it, he could see what looked like a man lying on the ground. Paul pushed through the tangled branches, and after advancing a few feet, was grabbed from behind. Paul was then flung to the ground.
"What do we have here?" he heard a deep voice say. "Looks like we got us a cocksucker," another man replied. Paul tried to raise his head and look around, but a large hand reached down and pushed his face into the wet leaves and dirt. "We know why you're here, and we're going to give you what you're looking for. You're going to be our cock slut." Rough hands tugged at Paul's pants, while the large hand continued to press his face into the ground. Paul squirmed and tried to cry out. "You'd better be quiet," a warm breath whispered in his ear, "or we'll give your ass a second round."
Paul's pants were pulled down to his ankles, and a pressing weight sat on his legs, holding them to the ground. The stranger felt the bottle of poppers in the pants pocket which were now around his ankles. The bottle was pulled out and the man exclaimed: "What do we have here? Poppers? You are a queer aren't you?" Paul was trembling, but at the same time he could feel his cock growing, pushing into the wet leaves beneath him. As terrified as he felt, he was filled with a growing lust. He had gone looking for men to have sex with and had found some. The bottle of poppers was unceremoniously thrust under his nose as one of the stranger's fingers held a nostril shut.
Paul was grateful as he began sniffing the magic fumes. While the one man sat on his legs, he felt the other move upwards, seizing his arms and pinning them to the ground. Paul tried to raise his head, and bumped it against the man's crotch. "Lie still bitch or you'll be taking a cock in your mouth too," the man said. A cold finger began to toy with his asshole, pushing inside it and rolling around. Suddenly Paul felt something warm, and realized that the man was licking his ass. The tongue licked below his balls and circled his asshole before plunging inside him. The man's tongue pushed inside his asshole and slowly fucked him. Paul's hips began to rock as the warmth of the man's tongue moved into Paul's balls and cock. He moaned, and the man stopped for a second. "Yeah, that's what you want, don't you?" Paul nodded, though he doubted that the man could see his head with it sandwiched between the ground and the other man's crotch.
Paul heard the man move, and he knew what was coming next. Something wet was poking at his ass and sliding between his ass cheeks. "Can you feel that? That's my fat cock," the man hissed. Paul felt a poking at his asshole, and then the man lunged, pushing his cock all the way into his ass. Paul moaned in pain, and the man responded by pulling out and plunging his cock all the way in again. "You're real tight," he groaned. The man's licking had lubricated him a little bit, but Paul's ass still felt like it was being penetrated by fire. Ignoring his moans, the man set up a steady thrusting, and began to fuck Paul with all his weight, slapping against his ass cheeks and pushing his cock as deep as he could.
At first, Paul was biting his lip and hoping that the man would cum quickly. But after a few minutes, he began to feel a warm pressure filling his ass. Without thinking, he moved in time with the man's thrusts, pushing back against him as he moved forward, savoring the feeling of the man's cock sliding against his fleshy opening. "Yeah, take my cock, bitch," the man moaned, and Paul lifted his hips off the ground. The man responded by spreading his legs, and slowing his motion, pausing as he fit the entire length of his cock in Paul's ass. As the man pulled out, Paul could feel the pulsing of his cock veins, and when he reached the end, the ridges of his cock head pulled at the opening of his ass. Paul could no longer stand the feeling of emptiness. He rocked his ass back, and was rewarded with a tunnel full of hot thick meat. Paul's cock spit out a little cum with every thrust of the man's cock!
"This bitch wants my cum," the man said, and he once again began to fuck him hard. Overwhelmed and drowning in the pleasure of having a man fuck him, Paul surrendered entirely to the moment, moaning and stroking his own cock with one hand while his body shook with the weight of the man's thrusts. With a last low moan, the man shot his load into Paul's ass, straining to push his cock even further inside of him as his juice coated the walls of Paul's rectum. Then he collapsed, pushing Paul's bulging cock into the ground, where leaves and bits of grass stuck to its wetness.
"My turn," the other man said, and the two switched positions. Paul didn't even bother trying to get up. He still hadn't cum, and his ass was ready for another thick shaft. He didn't have to wait long before the other man entered him. He had a massive tool also, a bit longer and just as thick. Paul lay on the ground, shaking, feeling his new partner go to work. His asshole was now slick with cum, and the man's cock was sliding in and out like he was fucking Paul's pussy. Paul could hear him talking, saying "mmm" and "oh yeah." The man stopped for a moment, and said, "I'm going to fuck you like a woman."
In the dark, Paul felt himself being pulled up and seated on the man's lap, though his back was still toward him. With one hand the man held his cock straight, and with the other pushed Paul down onto it. Paul felt the cock enter him, and now that his ass was fully exposed, the cock head pushed even further up into his ass than Paul thought it could go.
The feeling was indescribable. As the man bobbed his cock up and down, Paul began to slide himself along the wet pole, riding it like a popper crazed queer.. "That's what I'm talking about," the man said. The man that had just fucked Paul held the bottle of poppers up to Paul's nose. Paul began taking deep draws of Amyl Nitrite. Paul turned into a cock craving Goon.
As he slid up and down the man's cock, something was unleashed inside of him. He fucked the man like he couldn't get him far enough inside of him. With his left hand he reached down to feel the cock entering his ass, and with his right Paul began again to beat his own meat. As he did this he kept huffing poppers from the other guy. Completely lost to the world, Paul felt nothing but the cock inside of him and the cock in his hand. He heard a voice say, "I'm going to... " and then his ass was filled once again with streams of hot cum. At that moment, Paul squeezed his balls, sending himself over the edge. A thick stream of whiteness shot out of him, followed by another and another as his cock was seized with a tremendous orgasm. Both men abruptly left without a word.
Paul stroked his cock as took some hits from his poppers. Thinking about the two encounters he had just had, he realized his cock was covered with leaves and dirt and his ass full from the cum of the two anonymous men. Paul heard a noise and realized the two men who had just fucked him had returned. With them, they had brought three more strangers!
Paul's head was spinning from the popper stupor he was in. He tried to stand up but couldn't. The men grabbed him and stripped him of his clothes. They carried him over to the monkey bars at the playground and placed him on a bar that was about three feet off of the ground. His naked bottom was sticking way out as his body was folded into a V shape in the bars. Paul felt his wrists and ankles being tied to the cold metallic bars as his underwear was shoved into his mouth as a gag. The belt from Paul's pants was removed and one of the men began to spank Paul's exposed bottom with it. The pain was awful and tears began to flow from Paul's eyes. One of the men found the bottle of poppers in Paul's pants and held it up to his nose as he sobbed and breathed in the euphoric fumes.
One of the new men dropped his own pants and placed the tip of his cock at Paul's wet, winking hole and plunged forward, balls deep, in one thrust. Had it not been for the popper haze that Paul was in, he would have fainted from the pain. Paul's hands opened and closed as he pulled at the restraints on his wrists. His own cock was hard again as the strange cock raped his ass and savaged his prostate.
A wooden crate was placed in front of Paul and one of the other men jumped up on it and exposed his horse sized cock. The cock was heavy and thick, covered in veins that ran across it like a Michelin roadmap. The head was beginning to peak out from the foreskin as the stranger began to stroke it anticipating the assault on Paul's mouth. Paul's underwear was ripped from his mouth and as he quickly inhaled the horsecock was plunged in blocked Paul's airway. Paul's face was still wet from the tears he produced over the spanking. New tears now ran out from the rough oral fucking he was receiving. The two men who had fucked Paul on the ground approached on either side of Paul to closely watch the obscene cocksucking taking place.
The stranger fucking Paul's throat stopped ball's deep and nodded to the men. Paul's bottle of poppers was placed under one nostril while another bottle of poppers that must have belonged to one of the strangers was placed under the other nostril. Paul's tongue was stuck out under the man's cock as long streams of slobber streamed down to the ground. Paul breathed in deeply of the poppers and was in cocksucker heaven. His ass was being fucked while his throat was stuffed with cock.
The popper bottles were removed and the simultaneous assault on Paul's ass and mouth began in earnest. Like a scene from the Industrial Revolution or a Steampunk movie, the cocks alternatively pistoned in and out of Paul's ass and mouth. One of the men pulled out his cell phone and begam recording the brutal assault.
Paul was in heaven! This is exactly what he came here for. He wished his mother could see him being used this way. She would be so proud of him. His head was spinning from the poppers as he felt one of the men watching shoot hot ropes of cum across his body. The sight of the cum spurt was all it took for the two cocks in Paul to blow their loads. The man fucking Paul's ass grabbed his hips and thrust one final hard thrust before becoming rigid and frozen deep in Paul's bowels as he blasted his cum.
The man fucking Paul's face pulled out and aimed for Paul's face. The first volley was so forceful it flew over Paul's face and landed on his back. The second volley landed in Paul's hair and the third and fourth found their home making white stripes on Paul's face. Spit and drool hung down from Paul's mouth as he gasped for air. Paul's young heart beat faster trying to keep his body oxygenated. It was difficult since the gas exchange of oxygen was competing with the amount of nitrogen in the bloodstream from the poppers. This oxygen deprivation added to the euphoric and inhibition suppression overtaking Paul's body. His own cock was drooling ropes of cum from the beating his prostate had endured.
One of the men said "I have an idea for our little cum slut. Help me untie him and let's move him to the Merry Go Round." Paul was like putty and could not walk on his own, so the men carried him over to the Merry Go Round. The was a round shallow trench around the perimeter from years of parents and children pushing the Merry Go Round. "This will be like a Lazy-Susan server on a table, except it is a boi-pussy being served up instead of food. Tie him facing out on his hands and knees. One of us can get on the Merry Go Round in the middle and take his ass while the rest of you form a circle and move him to suck your cocks."
It did not take long Paul to get tied down in position. He was naked and wondered where his clothes were. One of the men got on board and unceremoniously plunged himself balls-deep in Paul's cum slick asshole. Another man stepped forward to give Paul some huffs of poppers. As soon as Paul stopped huffing, one of the men pushed the Merry Go Round in a clockwise direction. "Round and round he goes, Whose cock he is going to suck next, nobody knows...?"
Paul could be heard grunting and gurgling with the cock in his mouth being pushed deep by the guy fucking his ass. Paul's knees burned as they were pushed down hard on the diamond plate metal of the Merry Go Round. He would suck a cock for a moment and then someone would move the Merry Go Round till his mouth lined up with the next cock in the circle.
There must have been some type of cum scented pheromone that was released into the air of the park from all of the man to man sex. It seemed as if all of the cruisers in the park came to the playground as if being called to a primal biological event. Paul was getting fucked like an animal. Cock after cock spasmed and shot blast after blast of cum into Paul's mouth or asshole. One particularly long cock, made Paul gag so hard he almost vomited the cum filled contents of his stomach. Paul's colon was almost as full of cum as his stomach.
One of the men began pushing the Merry Go Round around and around, faster and faster! The man fucking Paul was forced deeper into Paul's bowels by the centrifugal force of the spinning Merry Go Round. Paul's brain was already spinning from sniffing so many poppers but this cyclic action sent him over the edge of reality. Paul's prostate began to vibrate and he began shooting cum all over the metal floor of the Merry Go Round. Long white streams moved like rivulets across the metal to only be flung off onto the legs of the watching men. The cock in Paul's ass expanded and belched out cum over and over again.