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My Hungry Ass

By: Rickyroma



There are certain times in life when we take a temporary emotional state and act upon it in ways we realize are foolish later. My story is probably not unique, but to me it is special. It is special because I lived it. And when I think back on it, the thing I did, it brings me shivers. Shivers right down to my testicles. I know it was foolish. And I know some will doubt it. That is okay. There are a few who will resonate with the experience and understand the need, the desire and the solution I picked.

Day one

I am driving from my folk's house in Tennessee to Los Angeles where I have a job waiting for me. I have five days to get there and plan to visit a few places I think are interesting. I have just broken up with my small town girlfriend and the long drive is not helping. It seems every song on the radio just reminds me of what I have left behind.

My recent graduation from college has enabled this change in my life. This change from living in the town I grew up in, to living in a big city on the west coast. My folks are simple, Baptist, strict but had the best intentions for me. I lived at home while attending college to save money. But it came at the expense of having to listen to their strict advice daily.

So much is floating through my mind now. I broke things off with my girlfriend because I'm not sure really what works for me sexually. This is another big reason for heading to LA. I'm pretty sure I like having my ass played with. In fact, I'm most definitely sure.

As I was growing up in the small town of Franklin, there were many times I would wonder about what it would feel like to have something in my ass. But after having the strict homophobic rhetoric beaten into my brain I resisted those thoughts. 

Then when I began my studies in college I would wander in the university library to books on homosexuality. Unfortunately, the only books that mentioned anything about it were in the psychology section. Although there were also some books about the rampant homosexuality in prison, which although mostly involved stories of victims, still gave me allot of information.

Reading the stories made me so hot I went into the library bathroom, took a small writing pen and put saliva on it and slowly worked it into my ass. It felt wonderful. I worked it in and out twisting and turning it while I masturbated in the stall. I pretended I was being forced to take a night stick up my ass. I came like never before. I had to catch my breath. It felt kind of warm when I pulled it back out. I was surprised at how much heat there must have been inside my rectum.

Sure, I did all the things my folks expected, dated girls, went to church, all of those things. But my fascination with my ass simply became a regular part of my life. I slowly but surely found more challenging objects to insert into my ass. I would find things around the house that just seemed to have the right shape and size. For a while my favorite thing was the handle of a butter knife. My folks had smooth stainless steel flatware with heavy solid handles that had sort of a rounded bulge at the end.

Then after a while the handle of that butter knife would no longer do the trick. I had moved up to things I would find that were bigger and longer. I actually discovered many of the tools in my dad's toolbox had nicely shaped handles, screwdrivers, hammers, etc. 

I'm sure he would die if he knew I was using his tools that way. Or kill me. Of course when I would see him using a tool that I had previously used for anal purposes it would be a subtle revenge. Revenge for all the narrow minded thinking I had been subjected to living in such a controlling atmosphere. 

College life was stressful and it was about half way through that my ass experimentation really took on new depths. I was finding the need to plan my late night anal masturbation. To find things that would take me over the edge, things that were just a little more challenging. 

One night for example, I remember having the urge to just be stuffed hard. I saw a saucepan sitting on the kitchen counter and the handle was as big as a man's penis. The pan handle also had a small metal loop hasp at the end in case you wanted to hang the pan from a hook. The handle was a hard black plastic with a nice knob at the end. 

I remember taking it up to my room with excitement. Once I was sure my folks were asleep I lubed the handle with hand lotion, laid face down with my legs spread wide, and perched it at my ass. I imagined I was in a POW camp and that the enemy was trying to find a way to make me talk. That day we had studied some of the atrocities of WWII and in a strange sort of way I longed to be coerced in the ways the textbook had described. POWs were sometimes tied to a table face down, pants lowered, and their buttocks whipped. Somehow that treatment, or my imagination of it, turned me on. 

I knew the textbook was not telling the whole story either. I suspected, logically, that if they were willing to whip a POW they were also willing to mutilate his genitals, shove things in his ass, and brutally assault him in ways they could not possibly describe in a college textbook.

So my imagination went wild as I began to shove the saucepan handle into my ass. My heart pounded as I felt the metal hasp slip past my sphincter and into my bowels right along with the bulbous shaped end. I had let out a yelp at the intense pain. It felt as if my ass was on fire, and I held my breath. I slipped into my fantasy imagining a colonel standing at the edge of a darkly lit room giving commands to a burly sergeant carrying out the brutality.

Just then there was a light knock on the door, "Everything alright dear?"

It was my mother. My heart sank deep into my chest. She would die if she knew what I was doing. Masturbation was a huge sin, let alone homosexuality of any kind. I did my best not to panic and respond calmly, "Fine Mom, everything is fine, just a leg cramp. Go back to bed."

Thankfully she did. But the fear of being caught had tensed my ass around the handle. I could not begin to get the handle to budge. I started to panic. I tried to picture what it would mean to have to go to a doctor to get the saucepan removed from my ass. There would be no way to sneak out of the house with a saucepan emerging from my butt cheeks. Let alone how would I even drive?

It took me the better part of the night, but I eventually figured out how to relax. I slipped back into my fantasy, the colonel commanded the sergeant to twist the pan like a screw driver, and it loosened up the grip my ass had. I began to get back into it twisting it and shoving the pan with both hands behind me while I laid face down grinding my penis into the mattress. I came like no tomorrow.

After catching my breath I slowly withdrew the handle right up to the bulge. I knew it would hurt like hell, but I winced and pulled the rest of the handle free. I shoved the pan under the bed and fell asleep. 

The next morning I took the pan into the shower with me and washed it off. I remember thinking I had done something just a little bit crazy. That is when I knew I had a serious craving for anal penetration that would allow me to take impulsive actions.

As a senior in college I began to experiment just a little with my emotional needs to be taken in the ass. I would go to the college gym and work out, then sit in the steam room with just a towel wrapped around me. I would look at the other men in the steam room and imagine them fucking my ass. I would even lay face down on the wooden bench with my towel hiked up a bit and pretend I was asleep. None of them paid any attention at all. Franklin was homophobic to say the least. 

Most of the men who would be in the steam room were older alumni playing tennis or running on a treadmill. Plus with other men in the steam room, who would take a chance? 

One time I went very early in the morning and there was just myself and one other man. I don't even remember what he looked like, I didn't care. I just wanted someone to shove something, anything, into my upturned ass. I laid on the bench face down. 

I actually undid my towel and laid it loosely over my ass to be sure he knew how accessible I was. I contemplated removing the towel all together, but I didn't want to risk getting thrown out. He looked at my ass. I could see him. My head rested on my arms with my eyes half closed. While he stared at my ass I began to pump my hips ever so slightly. 

I know I have a nice body and a nice ass. At 5'7" I am not a tall man by any means, but like some shorter men, I have been blessed with thick muscles. Being a gymnast, my glutes were highly developed, round and firm. Even chicks could not resist giving my ass a pinch here and there.

I imagined him moving closer to me and sliding his hand up between my legs, under the towel, and fingering my ass. I imagined slowly raising to all fours so my ass would be at his disposal. I imagined feeling a real live hot throbbing cock in my ass for the first time.

Just then, another man came in who knew this man and they began talking. I felt embarrassed, slid the towel around my waist, got up and left trying to conceal my hard penis. I felt so desperate, but at the same time I could not seem to find a good way to connect with a man who potentially shared my interest.

As graduation neared, I drove to Cincinnati for a job interview. I spent a few days there. While I was there, I went to a very large bookstore in the mall. While I was looking at some magazines I sensed someone was standing very close behind. I felt a hand on my ass caressing it. I was both frightened and excited at the same time. I didn't move. I just let the man fondle me. His touch was gentle. I spread my legs just a little bit and his finger traced my crack down to my anus. His finger pressed the fabric of my pants slightly into my ass. Without realizing it, I moaned just a tiny bit. He stopped and walked away. 

I turned to look behind me but he was already mixed in the crowd of people. I stood there for another 45 minutes hoping he would return, but he never did.

In a ridiculous and clumsy attempt to solve my anal hunger I asked my girlfriend to finger my ass. We were making out regularly and had gotten to the point where we were doing almost everything but having intercourse. Remember, Baptist. So I had tried to finger her ass a few times, but just got the "no not there" response. So I figured maybe if she was into fingering my ass I could live with that. She acted disgusted by the idea. "That's what gay people do," was her instant reply. I knew I had to get out of Tennessee, get away from this small minded town and my small minded girlfriend.

Day 2

I'm in Memphis where I spent the night. I decided to go to Graceland and see what this Elvis guy was all about. There was no rush to get to LA and I needed to divert my thinking. It was interesting to me to see the jungle room. I could not help but imagine Elvis giving it to Pricilla in that huge bed with all the mirrors. In a strange sort of way, I could identify with the role of Pricilla. I could see myself laying on that huge bed, face down over a pillow with my firm round white cheeks perched high, legs spread, and having the King drive his throbbing penis right up my ass. 

Of course this only solidified my anal need. The fact that I could articulate that scene in my imagination and the deeply sexual feelings that resulted confirmed to me that heading to LA was the best thing for me. 

I was not out of Tennessee just yet, but while at Graceland I did notice more men looking at me. I figured it must have been my basketball shorts. The sheer thin cloth really clings to my protruding round butt. Plus I was only wearing a jock strap underneath. In the south the humidity is brutal, I have found wearing a jock strap and basketball shorts is the best way to keep cool. 

Then I realized there were many tourists from out of town. That had to be the reason I was getting more attention than normal. While taking the tour I was climbing the ladder onto the 707 airliner Elvis used to fly in, and a man behind me stumbled and placed his hands right on my ass! I turned and asked if he was ok, and he just smiled at me.

Once on the aircraft, the crowd sort of gathered to hear what the guide was saying. I could feel this man pressing his crotch into my ass. I pretended not to notice at first. Then I felt his hand on my ass. His hand was shaking, but he gave my ass a very firm squeeze. I tilted my hips back pressing my ass into him gently. His hand slid to my hip and he pulled me into his crotch. I could feel a warm throbbing cock resting between my cheeks. Even between the fabric of his pants and the sheer fabric of my shorts I could feel the warmth. I clinched my cheeks tightly for a second, and his hand gripped my hip.

The guide moved on. I waited as long as I could without holding up the group behind me and then moved forward away from his concealed grope. I looked behind and smiled. The man was with his wife and children. He sort of shrugged and that was that. I finished the tour and headed on down the road.

The highway was lonely that day, lonely and hot as a pancake. As I drove I felt so empty inside. I felt so horny after sensing the man's interest. I was well out of homophobic Tennessee by now. It occurred to me at some point in New Mexico that I was on the historic route 66. And a terrible evil idea started brewing in my mind. 

I imagined myself getting fucked at a rest area. That's really all there is on this highway I thought. I had been to several as I made my way across the southern states. I could not help but notice most of the stalls had graffiti of a sexual nature. Very explicit descriptions of giving free blow jobs and some cell phone number. Or free blow jobs and the make and color of a truck. 

My mind wandered. My imagination went a little crazy you might say. I really didn't care at that point who fucked my ass. I didn't care if it was a handsome man like Elvis, the tourist on the 707 tour, or some big fat overweight truck driver with half his teeth missing. 

I wanted to be fucked all my life and now here was the greatest opportunity I could imagine. I didn't really want to give a blow job, that did not appeal to me just yet. So I had to come up with some way to present myself to passersby that would clearly offer my ass for their use, a way that would allow me the anal penetration I was craving so badly, but also keep my mouth from getting involved.

I stopped in New Mexico to eat lunch. While I ate I just could not take it any longer. I was feeling so unbelievably horny, 23 years of needy ass hunger was welling up inside me. I decided to take action and make my rest area fantasy a reality. I stopped at a Walgreens. I purchased a box of condoms, a box of latex gloves, several tubes of KY lubricant, sun tan oil, some paper towels, razors, shaving cream, and a large black magic marker. The check out girl must have thought I was nuts as she placed each item into the bag. At the very least, she had to be wondering what I was up to.

I drove north to Moab, UT which was my next stop. I checked into my hotel around midnight and got right to work. I washed my ass with a hot washcloth until it was bright red. I turned my back to the mirror and rubbed shaving cream all over my round firm ass. I picked up a razor and shaved my ass. It was hard to contort my body and gain access to all the nooks and crannies. It took the better part of the night but my ass was clean shaven and white as snow. I took care to part my ass cheeks and ensure my pink anus and butt crack were 100% hairless. I felt so naughty and horny at the same time. I wanted my ass to be as presentable and inviting as possible to anyone who wanted it.

Then I took my hooded sweat shirt and with the thick black marker wrote on the back of it, "I want my ass used and abused any way you like. Please use the condoms and gloves. I do not give blow jobs, only anal please!"

God I felt so nasty and turned on at the same time. I put on the hooded sweatshirt, my jock strap and my basketball shorts. I pretended the table in my hotel room was a table at a freeway rest area. I put my hood up and tightened the drawstring so that only my eyes could see out of the tiny hole. Then I pulled my basketball shorts down to just below my ass cheeks and bent over the table. 

I could feel the air conditioner blowing on my clean shaven ass. I turned and looked in the mirror behind me on the other side of the hotel room. My ass looked nice and round. My anus was bright pink, being a redhead makes anything like a nipple or anus bright pink. God I felt so horny I had to find something to stick in my ass.

I looked around the room and spotted the TV remote, it was slender but rounded at the bottom. I quickly grabbed it and slathered the small tube of hand lotion the hotel provides onto it and shoved it right up my ass. I didn't want to waste any of the KY. I wanted to save it for the rest area. I could feel the tactile buttons popping past as it shoved over my sphincter. It felt naughty, knowing some other hotel guest would be pressing those buttons that had been up my ass, but the TV remote was not large enough to get me off. It just did not have the girth I was craving. 

Over the last few years I had graduated to larger and larger objects. Probably the biggest was a cucumber from my mother's garden that caught my eye, it had to be almost three inches in diameter and after working it into my ass for an hour under my covers I finally got that monster into my ass. Oh god it felt amazing!

So I was scanning the hotel room for something like that cucumber, something big enough to make getting it inside of me a bit of a challenge. It needed to be somewhere around three inches in diameter.

It was an older hotel, with those older classic telephones. Out of desperation to have my ass filled, I grabbed the handset with the two big round ends. I slathered the rest of the hand lotion onto the earpiece. I was getting so horny imagining myself getting plugged by any man passing by the rest area who had an interest in working over my ass.

I closed my eyes and began working the big round earpiece up my ass. The hand lotion burned a little. But honestly the burning sensation kind of got me going. My mind conjured up all kinds of images of men, big burly older men, seeing my graffiti in the restroom stall and walking out to find me already bent over a table ready to go. I imagined some may just fuck my ass with their hard throbbing dick. Others may decide to put on a latex glove and shove fingers up my ass too. I had always fanaticized about being fisted. I had tried to fist myself many times, but could never relax enough, or reach behind me in that position long enough, to get my whole hand inside. 

I imagined a man with a latex gloved hand trying to fist my ass. I imagined myself bent over a table in the rest area in the light of day. I pictured myself struggling to accommodate the man's knurling twisting fist. I reached into my jock strap and fished out my throbbing penis and began stroking it. I breathed slowly and relaxed. The phone receiver finally popped past my tight sphincter and slid in deep. My mind overloaded. I shot my load all over the carpet beneath the hotel table. It felt so good. I laid there with the phone receiver embedded deep inside, as my ass continued to spasm from the lingering orgasm.

Wow, it felt so good. The whole scenario of the rest area was so powerful in my mind. I could hardly wait to get to the rest area. I slowly pulled the phone receiver out of my now gaping ass. I bent over and pulled my ass cheeks apart to see my winking anus. It was pink and puffy from the phone fuck, still gaping and quivering, and glistening with hand lotion.


My Hungry Ass



Day three

By now it was 6am in the morning. I cleaned off the TV remote and the phone receiver. I went into the bathroom and wiped my freshly fucked anus off with a warm washcloth. I took one last look at my puckered squeaky clean pink anus and realized this was the last time I would ever see that virgin anus that had never been fucked by a real dick. I knew that when I came back to the hotel after my rest area adventure, things would be different. I would no longer wonder what a real dick felt like. I was a bit scared and a little nervous about what might actually happen. But my horny ass knew what it wanted.

I gathered the box of condoms, the box of latex gloves, tubes of KY lubricant, sun tan lotion, paper towels, and the large black magic marker and put them in my gym bag. I also grabbed a few hotel towels and one of the pillows off of the bed and also put them in the gym bag. I pulled my hooded sweatshirt off and put it in the gym bag, and put on my t-shirt.

As I pulled out of town I stopped at the last convenience store and purchased a six pack of beer. The rest area was north of Moab a good half hour out of town up on a hill overlooking the majestic desert landscape. I could feel butterflies in my tummy as I pulled into the rest area. It was very bleak without allot of vegetation. The sun was just starting to come up over the horizon. 

I got out of my car and walked around nervously. I had to pick a spot a little ways away from the main restroom area. There were three covered picnic areas. I found the one farthest to the east and slightly behind the rest area. It was kind of up and over a hill just enough to be out of the direct view of the parking area. The table and benches were precast concrete and still cold from the night. 

I decided that would have to work. I could bend over the side of the table away from the parking area exposing my backside to the desert vista while still being able to see the hill leading to the parking so that I could see if anyone was coming.

There were a few trucks parked off in the distance and a minivan parked in the car area. I walked back to my car and sat inside waiting for the van to leave, so I could run in and post my graffiti message. I opened a beer and drank it as I waited. Just as the van was pulling out a big 4x4 truck pulled in. Two very rough looking men hopped out of it and walked into the restroom. My anus began to quiver imagining how they would have responded if my message were already posted. I wondered if they would be the type to take it seriously. They emerged a few minutes later, hopped back into the truck and left. 

The rest area was finally empty, except for the big rigs idling off in the distance. I went into the men's restroom and there were clean sandstone colored backsplashes behind the urinals. Luckily the graffiti just over the urinals had recently been painted over with a light tan colored paint. There was just one graffiti message offering free blow jobs with a cell number. I crossed it out and then carefully wrote in clear print, "Third picnic area east of restroom over the hill. Free ass for fucking. Ass only. No questions." I wrote the message small enough not to attract too much attention, but big enough to be clearly read. I wrote it above both urinals and inside the stalls over the toilet paper rolls. Still no cars or trucks had arrived at the high desert rest area.

I went back to my car and grabbed the gym bag and the beer. I headed over to the table with so much anticipation I thought my head would explode. I took off my t-shirt and put on my hooded sweatshirt. I put on my sunglasses. I pulled the drawstring closed so that my mouth and most of my face was covered. I carefully laid the box of condoms, box of latex gloves, roll of paper towels and the tubes of KY lubricant on the bench of the picnic table away from the hill so they could only be seen if someone was standing right behind me. 

I placed the hotel pillow on the edge of the bench. Out of view, I lowered my basketball shorts and jockstrap. Then I rubbed suntan lotion all over my ass cheeks, balls and cock, making sure to also coat my tender pink anus and then pulled my jock strap and shorts back up.

I opened my third beer and chugged it down. I didn't want to be caught with an open container of beer. I tossed the three empty bottles into the nearby trash can. The buzz was climbing and everything felt just right. This was it. The wild ass fucking scenario I had been imagining the last 24 hours was finally here. And the 23 years of waiting for a real cock in my ass was soon to end one way or another. 

I bent over the table and spread my legs enough that my waist rested squarely on the hotel pillow. I reached behind me and lowered my basketball shorts about half way down my ass, leaving the jock strap up around my waist. I figured if a cop saw me, having them only halfway down gave me some dignity, but I also know that anyone who wanted to fuck my ass could easily lower that waistband the rest of the way and see my tender pink anus quivering and ready to go.

I folded my arms and rested my head on them turned in the direction of the shallow hill. Through the partially closed opening of my hood I had a good but slightly concealed view of the hill. My ass tingled with anticipation. My ass cheeks could feel the warmth of the sun and the cool breeze. I relaxed as the beer began to mellow my nervousness. I smiled a deep smile, a horny anal smile. I knew I was about to get fucked in ways I had never before imagined. By total strangers with only the common thread of lust being shared in this opportunistic offering, my well prepared 23 year old tight round gymnast ass with a bright pink anus quivering to be filled any way possible by another human being.

I waited for what seemed like an hour, although it may have only been a matter of minutes. My mind was racing. I broke my composure, propped myself up on my elbows, and quickly downed my fourth beer looking off towards the parking area. I could see the freeway off in the distance. Cars and trucks just seemed to whiz on by. I finished my fourth beer tossing it into the trash drum near the table. I laid my head down on my arms and rested. I had not slept the entire night and it was catching up to me. Between my lack of sleep and the buzz from the beer, I drifted off into a cat nap.

I woke to the sound of the cap of the KY being snapped open and the sound of KY squirting. I carefully looked behind me to see the shadow of a large man wearing a cowboy hat. 

"Relax little fella," a deep booming voice said. "This is quite a treat for me. Been driving for hours wishing I could find a way to get my rocks off. Just reach behind and spread those mighty fine ass cheeks and we can get down to business," He said pulling by basketball shorts down to my thighs.

I nervously reached behind me and grasped my ass cheeks just as I felt a finger smear KY onto my anus. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Everything was happening so fast. Before that deep breath left me his throbbing penis shoved right up my ass to the hilt grinding its way home in about 5 seconds!!

"Oh Yeah! That feels GOOD! Nice and tight the way I like it!" the man said gripping my hips like a vise.

Even though there was a ton of lube it felt like someone had shoved gravel up my ass. I was not used to something going up my ass and past my sphincter without me being in control of it. It felt like my anus had been rudely violated. I knew it was probably fine and that I just needed to relax. I tried to push my ass out like I do when I'm gaping in front of a mirror after a good anal masturbation session with a large object.

"Ready little fella? Here we go, time for the fucking part," the man growled. 

He began stroking in and out, shoving it in hard to the hilt with each thrust squeezing my thighs into the edge of the concrete table. God it hurt, but it felt wonderful at the same time! I was getting fucked in the ass by a real dick! 

Finally, I could feel what it was like to be Pricilla in the jungle room, to feel a man having his way with me. I wanted to suck his throbbing penis deep into my ass, I wanted him to feel pleasure, I wanted to be taken as deep as he wanted to go.

"Oh Lord! Oh Lord! Oooo Lord!" the man yelled slamming his meat into my ass while he was ejaculating. 

I pushed my ass back with each of his final thrusts meeting him in the middle feeling his tummy slap into my ass cheeks. He stopped with his penis deep inside and stood there breathing. I could feel his breath on my ass cheeks.

"Good Lord little fella that is some kind of ass! I wish I could stick around for a while and fuck it again in a hour or so, but I gotta make time," He said in that sort of thankful lust resolved tone.

He slowly withdrew his penis, removed the condom and flung it into the trash can. He wiped off his penis with a paper towel and zipped up his pants. 

"Well, best be movin on little fella, thanks for the ass!" He patted my ass and then walked off.

I laid there recovering from the 5-6 minute ass fuck. It all happened so quickly. I never even got a good look at the guy. I propped myself up on my elbows and looked over at him as he walked up the hill. He was a typical truck driver, sort of big and walked with a swagger. So I had lost my virginity to a cowboy truck driver. 

As I studied the figure walking off to the distance I saw two men coming the other way towards me. They stopped and talked to the truck driver. I could not hear what was being said but the truck driver was nodding his head up and down as he continued walking. 

I quickly lay back down with my arms folded under my head. My anus was still quivering from the ass fuck. My head was swimming. Two men? Oh God, I had not thought about that. What did that mean? What would they do? My mind was going one hundred miles an hour, but my body just held very still. I could hear their footsteps as they approached. Then men arrived and stood behind me. 

"Well well well, what do we have here?" one of the men spoke to the other knowing full well I could hear him.

The other man spoke, reading what was written on the back of my hoodie, "I want my ass used and abused any way you like. Please use the condoms and gloves. I do not give blow jobs, only anal please!"

The other man responded by taking a drag on his cigarette and while exhaling and in a almost whisper of a voice said, "Well buddy, I think we can help you out with that." 

The other man spoke, "I know you are just planning on laying there without saying much, and that's fine with us. My name's Don and my friend here is Billy. First we're gonna open you up a little and then we'll see what happens next." 

Billy started putting on latex gloves and said to Don, "Stand here and hold his hot white ass open, and keep an eye out for me."

Don sort of put his elbow over my waist facing away from me and grabbed my ass cheeks one in each hand and pulled them tightly apart exposing my freshly fucked anus. The weight of his upper torso rested on my waist holding me firmly to the table top.

I heard the sound of KY squirting and Billy's hands wringing together to spread the KY all over the gloves. 

"That's a nice pink little asshole you got there, thanks for shaving it so nice and clean for us," Billy said.

Don chuckled, "It's little right now but we aim to help ya with the ABUSED part of your instructions."

I felt butterflies welling up in my tummy. I had no idea what they were about to do or how far they might take things. I closed my eyes and focused on relaxing my asshole. I was frightened but at the same time was feeling so turned on and horny. I wanted my ass expanded. I wanted my ass to be abused.

I felt a well lubed finger slide into my ass.

"Ohhh that's nice." Billy said. "Let's see if you can take one more!"

Another finger slid in alongside the first. 

Don spoke up in a soft voice, "I think he's doing fine Billy, give him something to make him squirm a little, you know." 

I felt the two fingers quickly withdraw with a slurp noise and then felt what seemed like four fingers push against my tender ass twisting back and forth as they went in about a half an inch. I tensed a little and then felt Don clutch my waist tighter and pull my ass cheeks apart as wide as they would go.

"Relax buddy, just relax, breath in and out slowly," Don instructed.

I could feel Billy push even harder, shoving the four fingers into my sphincter. Up to the second knuckle. I stopped breathing all together and my ass instinctively clenched shut tightly on Billy's fingers.

Billy pulled the fingers out again and said, "here, turn him this way. Buddy, put your knees up on the bench."

Don got up and moved me around the table. I climbed up onto the bench on my knees and bent over the concrete table. 

"Yeah, yeah... like that! Now arch your back and stick your ass way up into the air for me," Billy said.

I obliged, presenting my ass for his personal pleasure. Don grabbed my thighs and said, "Spread your knees apart." 

I spread them as wide as I could but the waistband of basketball shorts would not let them go any further. 

"Here, lets get you out of these shorts Buddy," Don said as he wiggled my shorts down past my thighs. 

I lifted one knee at a time to let Don work the shorts over my shoes and completely off of me. I was amazed at how quickly and efficiently the shorts came off. He moved the hotel pillow and put it beneath my knees to make me more comfortable.

There I was in my hoodie, jock strap and gym shoes, knees on the bench spread wide apart, bent over the concrete table with my ass perched high in the air. I could feel the sun shining on my white creamy ass cheeks and the breeze on my now puckered well lubed anus. In this position, I could no longer see the hill very easily, so I would have to rely on these two to keep an eye on who might be coming.

"That's much better," said Billy as he slapped my ass cheeks a few times with both gloved hands. 

The slaps sent shivers up my spine. I could feel the power behind it, the seriousness and the intent. He was going to abuse me in some way, I could feel it.

"Don, here, take this sun tan oil and rub him down , see if you can help him relax a little while I work his ass open," Billy instructed.

I felt the cool sun tan oil squirt out onto my ass cheeks, first the left and then the right. Don started slathering the oil all over my ass. I felt two of Billy's fingers slide into my now well lubed hole. He twisted and turned the fingers shoving them in and pulling them out. I began to relax a little. I even started to thrust my hips a tiny bit. I wanted more. I wanted more in my ass.

"Oh... looky there, I think he's gettin into it now," Don said noticing my bucking motion.

A third finger slid in along the other two. I took it in easily. My ass was hungry now.

"Oh God," I let out a yelp. I was in another world now. My ass was taking over. My hungry ass was taking over shoving back against Billy's fingers with each thrust.

"Hey Buddy, you really like having your ass expanded don't you?" Don asked.

I nodded slowly with both my eyes closed.

"Here let's get the dogs out here too," Don said as he carefully pulled my jock strap aside and fished out my penis and testicles. He carefully rubbed sun tan oil all over them, stroking my penis with one hand while cupping my testicles with the other.

A fourth finger slid into my ass. Billy twisted and shoved rudely, fucking all four fingers in and out forcefully with deliberate rhythm.

"Yeah Buddy, there ya go... there ya go," Billy whispered.

I felt a hand go up my hoodie and two fingers pinch my nipple hard. 

"Mmmmmmm," I moaned.

All the sensations... Billy's four fingers from one hand ripping into my relaxed ass, while his other hand alternated between slapping my ass cheeks and cupping my testicles. 

One of Don's hands was stroking my penis, the other hand alternating between nipples, pinching and squeezing them. My head bowed down between my arms. I was up on my elbows taking the four fingers in as deep as they would go.

I felt an orgasm start to well up inside of me. I began to lurch forward and clinch my ass cheeks together.

Don said in an excited voice, "Oh God Billy, here he goes!" 

Billy redoubled his efforts jamming those four fingers in as far as they would go, raking them over my prostate with hard twisting motions.

Billy whispered as he jammed his fingers into me deeper, "There ya go, there ya go buddy, give me some cum, give me some cum." 

"OHH GOD!!" I yelped arching my back to take those final thrusts Billy was expertly dishing out to my relaxed ass.

I was cuming. Gobs of jism spurted out of my dick onto the ground beneath the table. 

"Nice, very nice," Don whispered as he patted my glistening oiled ass.

"That's one for the record don't you think Don?" Billy asked as he gently squeezed my testicles while slowly withdrawing his four fingers.

"Yeah... this kid is one hot piece of ass!" Don asserted.

I folded my arms over my head and laid down onto the cool concrete table. My ass felt so relaxed now. It was a little sore, but it was an erotic kind of sore. It knew it had just been fucked full and hard. These two travelers, Billy and Don, they knew how to work an ass. They were generous to have blessed me with such an amazing orgasm. 

I turned my head to one side and said, "Thank you that was awesome!"

They both chuckled. Don said, "Buddy that was pretty hot. You got a nice ass."

Billy removed the gloves and tossed them into the trash can. 

"Well, good luck with your anal adventure. Wish we could stay and watch, but honestly, we're so turned on we got to get back in the truck and finish each other off," Billy said as they turned and walked off.

As they walked off I could hear them still talking between themselves.

Don said, "Man that kid has a nice ass... he could be a porn star or something."

Billy mumbled, "Be nice if he could take a whole fist though."

Don responded, "He'll get there. He is an anal whore, it's just a matter of time. Did you see how much cum came out of that kid?"

I stood up and adjusted my jock strap back into place. I wiped the KY off of my ass with a paper towel. Then I put my basketball shorts back on. I had to pee real bad, but I worried if I left the picnic area I might miss the next traveler ready for action. 

I quickly trotted up to the restroom and stepped up to the urinal. As I let out four beers I read my message, "Third picnic area east of restroom over the hill. Free ass for fucking. Ass only, no questions."

Below it someone had added, "This little Fella is hot!!!" with three underlines. 

I figured it must have been the cowboy. It made me smile. It was nice to know my first real anal sex was a satisfactory experience for my partner, the one I had lost my virginity to.

I thought about trying to take a shit while I was there, but it didn't feel like I needed to and I didn't want to disturb the relaxed erotic feeling I had in my ass. So far, so good. I trotted back to the picnic area. I didn't see any cars at all while I visited the restroom.

My knees and my thighs were aching from kneeling and fucking. I decided to just lay right on top of the concrete table. I climbed onto it and laid face down. I lowered my basketball shorts so that the waistband was just below my rounded ass cheeks. I didn't care if my whole ass was exposed, the cool breeze felt so nice on my ass. I rested my head on my arms and wondered what would happen next. I felt so naughty laying there with my whole ass exposed. It reminded me of what I wanted to do in the steam room back in Franklin. 

It reminded me of the time that one man was in there early in the morning. How I wanted to just completely remove my towel, and lay there naked. Somehow hoping he would see my firm round ass and want to play with it. I didn't care now. I wanted my ass naked for all to see no matter the consequences.




My Hungry Ass



I could hear a car pull up and a door open and close. I waited patiently. My ass began to quiver again. My testicles felt like cement, they had been drained. But my ass still wanted more attention. I wondered what the person was doing in the bathroom. Had they seen my message? What were they thinking about it? Would they get curious and walk down to see me laying on the table with my ass exposed?

About 10 minutes when by and I heard footsteps getting closer. Someone was coming. I didn't want to look up. I laid very still. As the steps got closer I could tell they were boots of some kind. I could sense a shadow over me. I could no longer feel the sun shining on my bare exposed ass.

"What the hell is all this?" the person asked in a very deep authoritative voice. 

I opened one eye and saw that a highway patrolman was standing there with his hands on his hips. My heart skipped two beats and my throat went dry. I decided not to say anything at all and just see what would happen. I figured the worst he could do is embarrass me, and tell me to pick up my stuff and leave. After all, he could not prove it was me that wrote the graffiti on the bathroom wall. 

I will admit, I was frightened. But I knew my rights too. I had just finished getting a degree and part of my education was law. At the same time I was really turned on. This reminded me of those prison rapes I had read about. Sometimes it was the guard raping the prisoner. I had no way of knowing if my ass was turning this guy on. I was actually hoping it would. I knew he was standing there looking right at it.

I felt him poke me in the ribs with his night stick. 

"Hey, you... what the hell is going on here?" he asked.

I lifted my head up and looked at him. He was a black man. He stood maybe six foot four inches and was muscle bound from head to toe. He had to weigh 230 pounds without an ounce of fat. Behind his sunglasses I could tell he was a handsome man.

I opened my hoodie and pulled the hood back so he could see my face. 

"Nothing sir, just getting some sun over here where no one can see me," I respectfully replied and then buried my face in my arms again turning my head away from him.

He used his night stick to push the tubes of KY around. Then he used the night stick to hold open my unzipped gym bag. I knew that might be trouble. I knew he could see the two unopened beers. He walked over to the trash can and I could hear him push around a few of the empty bottles with his night stick.

"Did you drink these beers?" He asked quizzing me.

I didn't say anything right away but after a long pause I said, "I'll take the fifth. I don't have to answer any of your questions. You will just have to do your detective work while I lay here in the sun. Do you mind stepping a few feet to your left? You are blocking my sun."

"Hey mister, there are places for smart asses like you," the patrolman muttered.

He walked completely around the table. I knew he could see the used condom and latex gloves in the trash. I knew he could read what was written on the back of my hoodie, I knew he could see the splattered cum I left under the table. After walking all the way around the table he stopped. He stood blocking the sun that was shining on my naked firm round ass.

He just stood there defiantly. I was not really sure what to do. Technically, he could arrest me just for having a naked ass. Technically, he could arrest me for drinking alcohol at a rest area. Technically, he could arrest me for lewd activity. Technically, he could arrest me for the graffiti. But he wasn't. And it was clear he was not leaving either.

He just stood there staring at me. I heard what sounded like a large twig snapping in half and then several smaller twigs being broken. I wondered what he was doing but did not want to give him the satisfaction of looking in his direction.

Thwack! 

"Holy shit!" I gasped.

Never saw that coming. He ACTUALLY just WHIPPED my ass with a long skinny switch he had pulled from a tree branch! I didn't move an inch.

"I'll tan your hide myself... smart ass," the patrolman muttered.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Three more hard blows right across my ass cheeks! I writhed in pain, my hands reached out and clinched the edge of the table, and my legs squirmed tightly together. My ass was on fire!

"That's one for having a naked ass in a public place, one for drinking alcohol at a rest area, one for lewd activity, and one for the graffiti Smart ass," He mumbled angrily.

I couldn't speak. I just clenched my quivering ass cheeks together hoping he would not wail on me again. My hands were still grasping the edge of the concrete table and my legs were held tightly together. This was a clear case of street justice. I had read about this. A policeman taking the law into his own hands. I knew he had crossed a very serious line. I also knew this could potentially be a dangerous situation. Who do you call when the cops are the ones breaking the law? What he just did was assault and battery.

I remained very still and did not say a word. There was silence and he just stood there for a long time. Then I felt his night stick slowly force its way between my clinched ass cheeks and then up and down my ass crack. I didn't move an inch. I just laid there and let him push night stick up and down my ass crack very slowly.

"Now, I don't know what anyone has already done to your hot little ass today, but it's my job to patrol this rest area for the next eight hours of my shift. And I can't have this public display of naked hot Lilly white ass around for the news to get hold of, you hear? So, how about I just give you all the abuse your ass can handle right here, right now, then you can pick up your shit and move on with a smile."

Then he shoved the night stick right up my ass in to the hilt, making me lurch forward with a gasp!

"Is... that a deal mister smart ass?" he asked with a hopeful tone in his voice.

I could not believe what I was hearing. My head started nodding before the words were logically understood. As I clinched the edge of the concrete table with my hands I wondered what I had just agreed to. After all, he just wailed on my ass, and was fucking me with his night stick!

"Now, mister smart ass I have already painted over your graffiti so that little problem is taken care of. There won't be any more hot dicks coming this way. We can take all the time we need to solve your horny little problem," the patrolman instructed.

He grabbed the two beers out of my gym bag. 

"First we need to get rid of these bad boys right away," he muttered.

I heard him open one of the bottles and chug it down while he fucked the cool silky smooth night stick in and out of my ass very slowly. He knew he was making my ass hungry for more action. I began to get so turned on and horny that I began gyrating to the thrusts of his night stick.

"Come on Smart ass, take my night stick up your hot little ass!" he instructed firmly while shoving and twisting the night stick more aggressively.

"Hold still smart ass. Before we get too far let me make sure you ain't got nothing up there that is gonna make me wish I hadn't fucked you." the patrolman said.

He left the night stick deep in my ass and then put on a pair of latex gloves. He sat down on the bench so his face was right over my ass. He slowly withdrew the night stick and set it down on the small of my back. 

"That is a nice piece of ass you got there smartass," he said as he parted my ass cheeks. His thumbs slid down to my anus and pulled it wide open. 

I tried to relax my ass and let his thumbs slide in deep. I felt my ass gape wide open right beneath his face. His face was so close to my ass I could actually feel his breath inside my anus.

"Wow, that is one clean tight little ass you got there," the patrolman admitted.

His thumbs sank into my ass as far as they would go and then he pried my anus open wide and said, "Looks pretty clean up there. Everyone using a condom today smartass?"

I nodded.

He removed one thumb, picked up the sun tan oil, popped it open, and squirted it right into my gaping hole filling it with a generous amount. Then he grabbed his nightstick and forced it up inside me until it could not go any further. He bottomed it out two or three times twisting it back and forth just to be sure. I clinched my ass cheeks tightly. I was frightened.

Then he jerked the night stick out of my ass. It made a popping noise. He slapped my ass cheeks and said, "Wow, smartass I think that is a good nine and a half inches! I think with a little work, you should be able to take me. Let's give it a try!"

My eyes crossed in my head. Nine and one half inches? It might fit? What the hell did he have in those pants? My insides turned to butter. I could hear him unzipping his pants. Oh my God, what was he going to shove up my ass? Some kind of massive jean snake?

He squirted sun tan oil all over his dick. He climbed on top of the table and straddled my legs with his, and pressed the head of his massive penis between my ass cheeks and rubbed it up and down my crack. 

"Aint no use trying to use one of those condoms, this dick is just too big Smartass. It will just rip the condom in two. I'm trusting that you are clean. Are you clean smart ass? Cause if you aint, I need to know right now!" the black patrolman said while leaning forward poking the night stick at the base of my skull. 

I nodded yes.

Then I felt the night stick at my lips. The night stick he had just pulled from my own ass. 

"Lick it smart ass, lick the night stick that was just nine and a half inches up your lily white ass!" the patrolman chided as he continued to press the massive black cock at the entrance to my ass.

I turned my face away from the night stick.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! He slapped my ass five times real hard with his latex gloved hand. 

"I said... LICK IT smartass!", he commanded.

I still turned away from it.

He leaned forward and grabbed the hair on the back of my head and lifted my head pressing the night stick right on my lips. I could feel how much his penis had grown in the last few minutes. I could feel the weighty penis bouncing on the small of my back. It felt as big as a baseball bat. I began to get scared now. This man was huge, powerful, intent on humiliating me, and didn't seem to have a problem getting physical if he felt like it.

"LICK IT you white ass muthafucker, or I will fuck you inside out." he whispered in a very serious tone.

I felt something emotional inside of my brain give way. I felt like Pricilla Presley laying on that huge bed with the King all alone in that massive mansion. What choice did she have but to cater to any sexual whim? She was a sex slave. His sex slave. So was I. I was this patrolman's sex slave until he was good and finished with me. I felt my insides melt. My mouth opened and my tongue reached out and licked the nightstick. 

The patrolman muttered,"Mmmmm... that's right smartass, you do what I say now, you got that?" 

I nodded while licking. The night stick was still warm from being deep inside my ass.

"Put the nightstick in your mouth. That way no one will hear you scream, hurry suck it in!" the patrolman instructed.

I grasped the nightstick with both hands and quickly slurped it into my mouth as he instructed. Mostly out of fear, but also wanting to be the perfect sex slave and please him any way possible. 

He lifted my midsection up like a ragdoll and tossed the pillow beneath my hips. Then I felt his massive hands pry my ass cheeks open wide. And I knew what was coming. I closed my eyes and sucked on the slimy nightstick for all I was worth.

"Just relax," he whispered.

Slowly I felt the head of his penis press into my ass. It was huge! It was at least as big as that cucumber I fell in love with and that took an hour to work inside my ass! I figured maybe since I had Billy shoving four fingers in my ass earlier that maybe it could fit more easily. I pushed my quivering ass out hard, my sphincter relaxed just enough and the head popped inside my ass. I stopped breathing because the pain was so intense. The patrolman's penis was huge and very hard.

"Ampf!" I yelped with the nightstick in my mouth. 

Without any hesitation he had just shoved that whole monster RIGHT UP MY ASS!!

And before I could even breathe he was slamming away! It felt like he was sawing me in half with that thing! Holy Jesus!! I worked the nightstick in and out of my mouth half moaning and half crying. God that thing was huge! But the part that was killing me was the 230 pounds of muscle driving it up my ass!! His legs had me pinned. All I could do is just take it! And take it I did.

"Yeah muthafucker, this is for all the times you dreamed of getting fucked by a black monster cock. This ain't no dream, you're getting fucked now!" the patrolman chided as he watched his massive black dick repeatedly drive up my hot white ass.

Eventually my ass relaxed and I was beginning to get into it. My horny ass actually started pushing up off the table to take more of that thick black meaty cock. 

"Mmmmm... Mmmmm... Mmmmmm," my moaning came through my nostrils with each thrust almost knocking the wind right out of me.

"Mister Smartass... you are one horny muthafucker," the patrolman mumbled as he pounded my upturned thrusting white ass into the concrete table.

I felt like Pricilla, I was pleasing my master. I was taking his entire massive black cock up my lily white ass. I was thrusting my tight round ass cheeks up against his pelvis, meeting his deep thrusts. I don't know where that ten inch monster was going inside of my body, but I didn't care. I was loving every thick throbbing inch of that cock with my relaxed pink anus.

He started to slow down and sat up finishing the beer and tossing the empty bottle into the trash can. He reached for the last beer and opened it.

"Smartass, you want this last beer?" he asked.

I nodded yes. 

"Reach back and spread your ass open for me then Muthafuka," he said in a mischevious voice.

I was confused by what he was asking but complied out of fear. I set down the night stick and I slowly reached back and grasped my ass cheeks and held them wide apart.

I felt the long black cock slide out of my ass quickly and then felt the cool sensation of the beer bottle neck slide into its place. The patrolman had replaced his hot throbbing cock with the beer bottle and was forcefully shoving the bottle up my ass.

"Yeah take that smartass, drink that beer right up your fucking lily white asshole!" the patrolman said under an evil laugh.

The cool beer gurgled out of the bottle and into my ass. The alcohol in the beer stung just a little but the cool smooth bottle felt amazing. The patrolman twisted and shoved until the bottle was halfway up my ass. 

The patrolman leaped off of the table and landed right at my face. Without saying a word and before I could even think straight the patrolman shoved that big beautiful monster cock right past my lips and into my mouth.

"Come on mister smart ass, you know you want it," the patrolman championed.

I bucked and heaved trying to escape but the patrolman grasped my head with his massive hand firmly holding my hair and drove the oiled slimy penis in and out of my mouth. His other hand drove the beer bottle in and out of my ass. 

I humped my ass up in the air to take in the bottle as deep as it would go. The cool glass felt good after having that massive cock tearing me apart. Once my mouth became acclimated to the massive penis invading, I began to get horny again. I wanted to please this master. I wanted my mouth to be used. My tongue licked and slurped at the monster as it drove in and out of my lips. I had to breathe through my nose and relax my mouth. Every once in a while it would drive too deep and I would uncontrollably convulse in response. 

My hands left my ass cheeks and grasped the thick shaft to try and control the motion. Instinctively, my hands found the patrolman's testicles and cupped them ever so carefully, gently pulling at the scrotum. This made the patrolman thrust even faster.

I felt the beer bottle withdraw almost all the way out. My hungry ass lifted up to try and suck it back inside hunting for the fullness my ass craves. This really turned me on! My hips began to gyrate wildly humping up into the air to feel more of the bottle. The patrolman was reading my mind and teasing me with the bottle. Then I felt the bottle wedge back into my ass expertly. 

"Mmf... Mmmf," I began to moan as the bottle was shoved deeper and deeper. 

Then suddenly, I felt the beer trickle deeper into my bowels, my ass had relaxed enough to let in just enough air for the rest of the beer to flow out of the bottle. 

"There you go Mister Smartass... drink that beer up your asshole!" the patrolman mumbled as he drove the bottle side to side twisting it wildly like a witch stirring a pot to get every last drop into my ass.

The thought of my ass being stretched to accommodate the beer bottle turned me on so much I redoubled my effort in sucking the monster cock. I slurped and sucked for all I was worth, while gyrating my hips and thrusting my ass up to take more of the punishing penetration. 

My fingers cupping the patrolman's testicles reached back and tickled his puckered anus. Between the sucking and slurping, feeling my fingers on his musky anus, and seeing my white ass gyrating with a beer bottle wedged into my pink anus, the patrol man finally began to thrust in earnest.

"Holy shit muthafucker... I'm shooting my load... you better swallow every last drop!" he whispered.

Both his hands grasped my head with handfuls of hair and jammed my face onto his exploding cock. 

"How Bout that smartass? How bout that! Suck that shit covered black cock! Suck it!" the patrolman touted.

Wave after wave of semen pumped into my throat. I was swallowing as hard as I could. Without his hands driving the bottle it popped free of my ass and landed between my legs. I gently squeezed the patrolman's testicles and could feel them tighten with each pulse of semen he shot into my mouth. He was such a powerful man, and I was his sex slave at that very moment. Sucking his massive cock and swallowing every drop of semen.

He stopped pumping and slowly withdrew the massive cock from my mouth. I could see it in it's fullness for the first time. It was glistening with a mixture of sun tan oil and my saliva, every bit of ten inches long and thick as a man's wrist or better with a huge bulbous head. 

A drop of semen welled at the tip and I reached out with my tongue and lapped it like a kitten. I had to hold that massive beautiful black cock for a minute, feel the weight of it. Kiss it lovingly. Run my tongue all around the head. Grip the shaft tightly. It amazed me that I had taken it up my ass. It was HUGE!

As I played with the spent cock, I could feel the patrolman caress my ass cheeks . My ass felt so completely abused. It was stinging from the whipping earlier, from the alcohol in the beer. But it was a good sting. I felt complete.

"Okay mister smartass... a deal is a deal. Pick up your pile of shit and move it out!" the patrolman ordered as he patted my ass and carefully put that beautiful cock back into his uniform.

I climbed off of the table. 

"Oh man what a mess my ass is right now. You fucked me pretty good." I said to the patrolman.

"Here, let me take a look and make sure everything is okay down there." The patrolman said as he grabbed me and turned me towards the table bending me over it.

I felt my jock strap and basketball shorts being pulled all the way down. My ass cheeks spread wide apart.

"Man that is one fine piece of ass!" the patrolman said staring into the quivering pink gape. 




My Hungry Ass



He dropped to his knees to get a closer look. His thumbs sunk into my ass and he spread my anus so wide I thought it would snap like a rubber band. He gently blew into the depths of my ass and watched my anus pulsate and quiver.

I felt his hands move onto my hips and then I felt his face press gently into my ass. His tongue pushed in and out of my anus. I put my hands on the table and pushed my ass back trying to relax my anus. The patrolman rutted up and down my crack with his nose rooting around with his tongue. One of his hands moved from my hips to my groin. His hands were so big he cupped both my testicles and my penis in the palm of his hand. 

His tongue felt divine. My penis started to get hard and my ass was quivering. He kept his face buried between my ass cheeks but I could hear him unzipping his pants. He stood up and before I could blink his huge penis was pressing at the entrance of my ass again. I stepped out of my shorts and jock strap. This time my legs were spread and I was bent over the table instead of lying on top of it. I had much more freedom to move. 

"Okay mister smartass... before, when we were on the table you were just getting half my cock, I'm giving you the whole cock now. This ass is just too hot. I hope you survive," the patrolman muttered.

Fear again gripped me. If I was only taking half of his cock before... I held my cheeks wide apart and tried to relax. The patrolman shoved the whole cock up my ass in one swift motion. He was animalistic. He was just going for it with no reservations.

"Ahh... good lord!" I exclaimed. 

Somehow it seemed bigger than before, and it was going even deeper in this position. This time his penis was withdrawing completely and then ramming so deep it was lifting me off my feet! I spread my ass cheeks as far as I could so that his penis could slide in and out unrestrained. My ass was really getting the full on fucking this man could dish out. 

I felt the patrolman grasp my hips with his huge strong hands and he just went to town fucking me like a freight train. All I could do is lay my upper torso on the table grasping my ass cheeks hoping he would not fuck me to death with that massive black cock. 

"Ugh... Ugh... Ugh," he muttered increasing the speed of his strokes. 

His hands gripped me so tightly and his groin slapped my ass so hard I was afraid people in the parking lot could hear it. Again, I have no idea where these ten inches were going in my body but it felt amazing.

"HUH! HUH! HUH!!" he gasped with the last few strokes pumping semen into my pulpy depths. 

I released my ass cheeks and rested my arms over my head. He stayed inside. His hands caressed my ass cheeks.

"Man, that is one fine piece of ass you got there!" he whispered. 

He took a deep breath and slowly withdrew his spent penis. He dropped to his knees and spread my ass cheeks again. My asshole must have been gaping a mile wide. At least it felt that way. I could feel his breath. His face was inches from my gaping hole. I knew he wanted to eat my ass again. 

I forced my ass open bearing down to try and make that gape as big as possible. He couldn't resist, and his face gently pressed against my ass. This time he kissed my ass cheeks and just fondled my penis and testicles. I began to feel horny again. My hips began to thrust back and forth.

He stood up and asked, "Have you ever had a fist in your ass before?" 

I looked over my shoulder at him and said, "well there was a guy this morning who got four fingers inside of me."

I looked at the patrolman's hands, they were huge!

He saw me looking at his hands.

"No, not my hands, that would kill you. Listen, my girlfriend is a cop too and would really like to have a chance to work with your ass. She's what they call a femdom. She likes fisting men, making them squirm, telling them what to do, tying them up and stuff. We have been swinging together for a while and have always wanted to spitroast a man, my dick in his face and her fist up his ass. We have tried it with a few guys but none of them have been able to relax enough for us to really get into it. Do you want to try taking her fist in your ass while I feed my dick into your face?" he asked.

"Okay," I said without thinking too much.

The patrolman picked up his walkie-talkie and spoke into it. A female voice responded. The patrolman walked off to speak privately. I could hear some of the things he was saying. 

"Yeah into the hilt, twice, never asked me to stop... yeah that's what I'm talking about... okay sounds good," he said int0 the walkie talkie.

The patrolman put his walkie-talkie back on his belt. 

"Okay she's on her way. We need to keep you nice and relaxed while we wait. Here, let's shove the beer bottle into your ass again. Lay down on the table." he instructed.

I climbed back onto the table and lay face down scooting my face to the edge. 

"I need to suck that beautiful black cock to keep me feeling horny, bring it over here," I begged.

Six hours ago I never imagined sucking cock and now it seemed like I couldn't get enough.

The patrolman rolled his eyes and unzipped his zipper fishing the now relaxed cock out of his pants. 

"Here, no biting," He said as he brought it to my lips. 

I gently held it in my hands and caressed it with my lips.

The patrolman picked up the beer bottle and smeared KY all over the neck of the bottle and then brought it to my anus. 

"Okay, just relax" the patrolman said as he slowly pushed the cool glass bottle into my ass again. 

My ass had already started to tighten up, he had to work it in pushing and twisting slowly as I slurped and sucked his magnificent cock.

"Man, that is an amazing ass you have there... smartass!" the patrolman said as the bottle slid steadily into my rectum with just a little persuasion. 

The patrolman's cock was growing again. It was such an amazing cock, so heavy in my hands. I would grasp the shaft and squeeze it gently at first but then harder still and the head would just swell up the size of a doorknob. Then I would carefully put my mouth over that knob tenderly licking the underside and the whole cock would start to throb and pulsate.

The patrolman was working the bottle slowly in up to the last few inches and then slowly withdrawing it all the way to see how much of a gape it left behind. After a few minutes of this, when the patrolman would withdraw the bottle quickly, the gape would be almost as big as the girth of the bottle. My ass was nice and relaxed.

I could hear footsteps coming towards us, and a female voice.

"Hi Oscar, let's see what we are dealing with at the rest area today," said the woman.

She walked right up to us and saw my naked ass with the bottle embedded deep inside of it. 

"Well, I can see that we have some potential here. And I can see that you like black cock too," she quipped.

"Watch this," the patrolman said as he shoved the bottle in deep twisting and turning it and then withdrawing it quickly. 

I knew he was showing her the gape, I pushed hard to keep it open.

"Oh my GOD!!" she exclaimed. "That's impressive. But how deep can he take?"

The patrolman removed his night stick from his belt. 

"Watch this," he said as he slowly withdrew the bottle completely and then inserted the nightstick into my ass until it bottomed out.

"Wow! That's got to be eleven or twelve inches!" She said with her jaw hanging open.

I just continued to suck on the big black cock as they prodded and poked at my ass. My mind was like mush. I was feeling so horny so ass hungry. I wanted my ass to be filled so bad. I glanced at her hands as she moved. Her hands were nice and small. I felt confident things would work out, but I could feel butterflies in my tummy just imagining what was about to take place.

The female cop put on latex gloves and climbed onto the table pressing my legs apart with her knees as she kneeled between them. She smeared KY all over the gloves. 

The patrolman slowly removed the nightstick. His big meaty hands grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them wide apart. 

I felt her tiny hand rub KY all over my gaping quivering anus. Her hands were deliberate and moved roughly. I felt her thumbs pull my asshole open wide.

"See look at that!" the patrolman whispered.

"Well. Let's get right down to business then," the female cop replied in a firm tone.

I felt two fingers from her left hand and two fingers from her right hand slide up my ass. They were moving and twisting in all directions, shoving here and there. I think she was trying to loosen me even more. I tried to relax as much as I could.

"Shove your cock right into his throat," she ordered in a firm tone.

The patrolman released my ass cheeks and grabbed the back of my head and began to shove his cock into my throat. I loved that cock and loved the feeling of being nearly choked by it. She was absolutely right, the cock wedging into my throat distracted me from what was taking place in my ass.

One of her hands grasped my ass cheek while her other hand drilled deeper into my anus. She had all four fingers embedded in a cone shape and was twisting her hand clockwise and counterclockwise each time the patrolman bottomed out shoving his magnificent cock into my face.

I gagged on about every third or fourth stroke of the cock. My body would react trying to retreat from the invader. It was still slowly growing in size in girth. I could barely get my mouth around the swollen head. 

When I would gag, she would say, "Take it!" and slap my ass cheek while rotating her embedded fingers rudely!

"Mmf!" I moaned both from the gagging and from getting my ass slapped, but most of all from those fingers rotating deep in my ass so hard! She was brutal!

She removed her one hand from my ass cheek and shoved it down between my legs and grasped my testicles hard. I yelped. Then she squeezed them so hard I thought my eyes would pop out of my head! 

"I said take it bitch," she whispered as she twisted the other hand into my ass.

I felt her hand slide out a tiny bit and her thumb fold into her cone shaped hand. All in one motion she squeezed my testicles until I felt like I was going to pass out and drove her hand completely inside of my ass!! Her hand was now inside my ass! All five fingers! My quivering anus was closed around her wrist like a vise. I stopped breathing. My whole body was limp and covered in perspiration.

"Up on all fours now!" ,she commanded, releasing my testicles and slapping my ass hard! 

I slowly raised my ass until I was on my knees while she kept her hand buried in my ass. Her other hand cupped my swollen testicles.

"Lift him to the ground," she instructed.

The patrolman simply lifted me like a rag doll and placed me on the ground next to the bench. 

"Oscar, pull down your pants and sit on the bench facing this way," she said pointing towards the desert vista. 

The patrolman pulled down his pants and sat down.

With her fist still in my ass she knelt down behind me. 

She patted me on the ass and said, "Crawl over to Oscar and suck his cock and balls. Rest your arms on the tops of his thighs and grasp the shaft of his cock. I want you to suck him off. I've given you access to his balls now. Focus on getting him off. Try not to think about your ass, focus all your attention on that cock! Slurp and suck from his ballsack to the tip of his lovely cock. While you are doing that, I am going to shove my arm up your ass all the way up to my elbow. It is something I have always wanted to do and we both think you have the capability to accomplish that."

I was seeing stars at this point. I had never imagined myself enjoying cock so much. In fact, when the day began I was completely against it. But now it seemed I could not get enough. But then again, this was such a beautiful cock! He had already cum twice. I was not sure if I was going to be able to get him to cum a third time, but I was willing to try. I crawled over to the patrolman and took his heavy throbbing cock into my hands. I lowered my mouth over the head and began to draw it in. The patrolman put his hands on my head and ran his fingers through my hair.

I could feel the female cop twisting and turning her balled up fist inside of me. It was making slurping noises. She would open her fist and slowly pull her hand completely out and then shove it back inside. I was trying to relax. Her hand cupping my testicles would squeeze tightly right before she pulled her hand out tensing my anus. The long fingernail of her thumb pressed right on the sensitive skin of my scrotum.

Then she did something that blew my mind. She balled up her fist and just punched it right into my ass in one swift motion. 

"Haa Ahh!" I groaned from the girth of her tightly clinched fist passing through my anus and deep into my rectum.

"That's it bitch! More of that!" ,she whispered.

After she twisted that balled up fist back and forth five or six times she pulled it straight out, still balled up tight like that.

"Haa Ahh!" I groaned from the intense release of pressure and from the feeling of her balled fist pulling back through my quivering anus.

"Give him more dick, shove his head down on your penis until he is seconds from passing out," she commanded.

"Mmff!!!" I gagged in protest as the patrolman pushed my face down on his throbbing cock.

She punched her balled up fist back into my gaping ass!

"MMFF!!" I gasped!

I could not make hardly any noise with five of those ten inches crammed into my face. I gripped the other five inches tightly, holding on for my life!

Her balled up hand twisted and turned churning my insides, and then as quickly as it had entered, she pulled it back out quickly!

"MMF!!!" I gasped again.

The sensation was so overwhelming I could barely breathe. Sweat was dripping from every part of my body.

"Give me your night stick," she commanded.

I felt the night stick enter my ass and slowly drive deeper and deeper until it hit bottom. Then I felt her fingers push into my ass, then her thumb folded in alongside the nightstick. 

"Fuck it right into his gullet on three," she instructed. "One.... Two.... Three!" 

"MMFF!" I groaned.

my whole body quivered as his cock jammed past the back of my throat and the big bloated head went right into my swallowing muscles. At the same time her hand shoved past my anus to join the night stick deep into my rectum!

I couldn't breathe! Not through my mouth to be certain. But not through my nostrils either! The patrolman was pinching my nose closed! My body panicked it began to convulse. My anus gripped and released the arm now embedded deep inside. The female cop shoved a half inch at a time between convulsions. More amazingly, my throat opened as part of the reaction and two inches of that huge bulbous head went into my gullet. The patrolman was shooting his load!

"HUH HUH HUH!!!" the patrolman grunted.

He winced as the semen had to shoot up through the tightly compacted head and into my gullet. I could feel the hot semen spurting into me in big bursts.

My face began to turn purple. I felt the nightstick being quickly withdrawn and the arm sliding in another few inches. And then everything sort of went dark. I felt the patrolman let go of my nose and lift my head completely off of his penis. It felt like a mile of dick was being pulled out of my throat!

I was coughing and sputtering. I thought I might throw up or something but it was just a reaction to having something shoved that far into my throat. I breathed in deeply finally getting the oxygen my body was craving. Strings of semen draped from my lips to the glistening cock.

"AGAIN!" the female cop commanded.

Before I could protest, the dick was shoving up into my face and I could feel the patrolman's hands pushing my head down. 

"MMMF!!" an involuntary noise emitted from my nostrils with snot coming out of my nose. 

The dick went right back into my throat right where it had come from, and the night stick went right back up my ass to join the arm already embedded deep inside.

I could feel the patrolman pinch my nose again. I tried to relax but I knew it was coming, within a few seconds my body bucked and shuddered, involuntary noises came out of me, my gag reflex began and then the patrolman shoved the cock another two inches into my throat past the swallowing muscles. The sensation was one of panic but also of intense fulfillment. In a twisted sort of way I wanted as much of that big black beautiful cock as I could swallow.

Again my body started to go limp and my vision was darkening. I felt the nightstick withdraw with a loud slurping noise while her arm shoved in even deeper. Up off the dick the patrolman lifted my head. I took several deep breaths of air. This time I was feeling much better. 

"AGAIN!!" the female cop commanded.

"MMMF!!" I groaned.

The cock was not as hard as the past two thrusts. I remembered that he had shot his load. His monster was relenting now. Still a massive cock, but less aggressive, and the head not nearly as swollen. I felt it slide into place in my throat, along with the nightstick in my ass.

The patrolman pinched my nose. I again tried to relax. The female cop was stirring the nightstick around in my ass. I could sense her fingers feeling their way inside of me. My body began to convulse again, my gag reflex started and the now softer well lubed penis slid right past my throat. A good seven inches went into my face this time. I could feel my lips actually touching my hand that was grasping the shaft!

The arm in my ass twisted hard, and I felt something give way. The arm sank into me with no resistance. My vision began to go dark and the hands lifted my head up off of the cock. I could feel the pulling sensation in my throat as the monster slid out of it. 

Once free of the cock I gasped and sputtered, "PLEASE!" 

I rested my head in the patrolman's lap. His hands were stroking the side of my face. The cock rested on my cheek.

"Look!", the female cop said pointed to her arm smiling. Her dainty arm was now buried in my ass up to her elbow. 

"Now relax, we are going to give you the most wonderful orgasm few people have ever experienced," she whispered while patting my ass.

Her hand gently wrapped around my limp penis. Sweat was dripping from my body and I was still trying to catch my breath. She began to stroke my cock and slowly pump her arm in and out of my ass. It felt AMAZING!

My ass actually started to pump in synchronization with her arm, taking it in. I started to breath heavily. The patrolman reached over my back and grabbed my ass cheeks pulling them apart.

"Oh my God.... Look at that ass take that whole arm!" the patrolman mumbled in excitement.

The female cop focused intently on what was taking place inside of me. I could feel her hand snake in and out of pockets deep inside of my gut. The feeling was amazing. My ass was taking a whole fucking arm for God's sake!

The black cock was springing back to life. And although it was nearly killing me just a few minutes ago, I could not resist placing the head into my mouth and sucking on that wonderful cock as my ass was being impaled. My thrusts gained momentum and I could feel a tremendous orgasm welling up inside of me. 

The female cop stroked my cock so gently and expertly. It fascinated me how someone so brutal to my testicles and ass could be so loving with my penis. 

"That's it baby! Cum for mommy! Cum for mommy!" she said shoving her arm in up to her elbow and then withdrawing it completely over and over while she gently stroked my sensitive cock.

The patrolman just let me suck his cock freely at my leisure without pushing my head onto it. His hands continued to hold my ass cheeks wide apart as he watched the female cop's arm slide in and out of my ass with amazement.




My Hungry Ass



His cock was so warm and wonderful. I gripped the shaft with both hands and let my face slowly rest down onto his massive cock until the head was barely touching the back of my throat and then I would hold it there and lick the underside of that massive head with my tongue as I lifted my face up and off of it again and again. 

I could feel the female cops arm slide deep into my ass, twist around a little and slide all the way back out again. The cop was holding my ass cheeks as far apart as they could go. Judging by their excitement the gape in my ass as her hand would come all of the way out must have been impressive.

"Man that is one horny muthafuckin white ass!!" the patrolman would mutter pulling my ass cheeks so far apart I thought it would tear me in two.

The female cop kept her rhythm coordinated stroking my cock gently while working her arm all the way in and all the way out.

"Come on baby, come on baby, you can do it baby, cum for mommy now, I want to feel your ass clinching my hand while it's elbow deep baby, cum for mommy," she coaxed.

I felt like such a whore, a hungry sex slave whore, and what's worse a dirty little cocksucker whore. I let my face slide over that cock and relaxed my throat enough to allow the semi rigid cock into my throat all on my own. I carefully lowered my head taking it in, trying not to gag. I felt my lips reach my hand and opened my eyes to see that lovely patch of hair only a few inches away from my nose. I closed my eyes and determined to take the whole cock into my throat. 

I raised up slightly, took a deep breath, and then went for it. Slowly and steadily I worked my way down with my eyes closed feeling the monster slide past my throat muscles inch by inch until my nose pushed into that furry bush of hair and then pressed right up against the hard skin of the patrolman's pelvis. 

"MMMM" I moaned a pleasurable moan, lost in my own orgasm.

I shot my load while the female cop gently and expertly milked my penis through my orgasm. Her hand in my ass drove into the hilt as deep as she could get it and stayed there as my ass quivered around her elbow. It was the longest and most intense orgasm I had ever experienced.

I quickly lifted my face off the cock gasping for air. My body went limp. I literally felt like I would pass out. The female cop held my penis and kept her arm inside me for a few minutes, not moving an inch. While she stayed there she kissed my ass cheeks gently. 

"That was the most amazing fisting I have ever participated in, thank you so much!" she said as she continued to kiss my ass cheeks. 

"And this is the most fantastic ass I think I have ever fucked." the patrolman piped in still spreading my ass wide.

She released my cock and slowly and carefully withdrew her arm about an inch at a time until her fist was just left inside. She turned her fist and pulled it gently free. My ass was aching now. The back of my throat was aching too.

"Wow, look at that ass!" the patrolman remarked. "that is the hottest gape I have honestly ever seen!" 

The female cop blew gently into my gaping quivering ass.

"Poor little ass," she said in a completely different tone that when she was brutally fucking it with her entire arm!

She kneeled in and kissed my quivering anus gently.

They both helped me to my feet. The patrolman pulled up his pants, tucked his penis away and zipped up. The female cop wiped off her arm with paper towels.

"Listen, you really should not be giving away this fantastic ass at a roadside rest area to perfect strangers. This ass, it is just too nice to waste on just anyone," the patrolman advised.

The female cop chimed in, "Actually, you were lucky you ran into people like us who have some experience in what you enjoy having done to your ass."

"Yeah, there's allot of freaks out there," the patrolman added.

I pulled up my jockstrap and basketball shorts, gathered all my stuff and put it back into my gym bag.

As we all walked towards the parking lot the patrolman gave me his card and said, "Listen, if you are ever passing through please call. We would love to get another chance at that amazing ass of yours." 

He patted me on the ass and walked to his cruiser with the female cop who was parked right next to him.

I hobbled over to my car, hopped in and drove back to my hotel. It was now around 5pm in the evening. I had spent the past 11 hours getting my ass fucked every which way to Sunday. My ass hurt like hell as I drove. I arrived at my hotel and gingerly walked from my car to the room. Once in my room I dropped my shorts and bent over in front of the mirror spreading my ass cheeks.

I took a long hard look at my puckered pink anus. It was no longer a virgin. It had been fucked by a real live dick, and more. It felt good. My ass cheeks were sunburned and still had marks from when the patrolman wailed on my ass with the branch. 

I looked at myself in the mirror. I had to admit to myself that I liked dick. I liked sucking dick, I was a cocksucker. My parents would be mortified. Hell, I was slightly mortified. I liked sucking dick and I liked having my ass filled with dick. And yes, I love being fisted too!

Los Angeles never seemed so much like the right decision, and leaving my girlfriend all made sense too. There may be women in my future. That female cop was very amazing. How she knew what to do. Where did she learn all that stuff? How to get her arm inside of a man's ass like that?

My adventure was just beginning. I had so much to look forward to. I took a quick shower and crawled under the covers. I was asleep before my head even hit the pillow.

As I said at the beginning, there are certain times in life when we take a temporary emotional state and act upon it impulsively in ways we realize are foolish later. My story is probably not unique, but to me it is special. It is special because I lived it. And when I think back on it, the thing I did, it brings me shivers. Shivers right down to my testicles. I know it was foolish. And I know some will doubt it. That is okay. There are a few who will resonate with the experience and understand the need, the desire and the solution I picked. I will say I never did that rest area scenario again. But many other more responsible things have happened since. 

And yes, I did call Oscar on my trips back and forth to visit my folks from time to time. Oscar and his girlfriend are always willing to have me stay at their place as I pass through, and never leave me wanting. And now there are even more amazing stories to tell about my visits with them, and the things they have done to my ass. 

XOXO