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Hello there. This is Vijay (name changed) again with another short fiction story for you guys. The protagonist here is a sex crazy bottom named Aarush. Aarush is a pure bottom, crossdresser and loves gangbang with thick cocks. 29 years of age with soft features and an ample body that made a star in every gay pub he walked into. Aarush lived alone moving from lover to lover after just a few nights of pleasure. His days are spent working online and his nights always in the arms or to be exact with a thick cock ploughing his holes. He always uses a condom though! Have fun reading!

Aarush woke up from his uncomfortable sleep, his body covered is sweat from the sweltering heat and his head exploding with pain. He laid there in a foetal position with high eyes closed for a few minutes trying to get his head straight. He realised that he was in his room just from the piles of clothes all over the bed next to him.

He slowly dragged his head from the pillow and sat up on the end of the bed. He was sweating profusely. His head was splitting from all the alcohol he had the night before. He was naked except for chain around his waist which was a gift from one of his lovers.

And then he felt it, the tightness in his ass. He felt a dildo buried deep in there. He could feel the end of it sticking out as he sat upright. Another night of wild self fucking. He cursed himself for doing that. He has been trying not to pimp himself as a whore in gay bars and massage parlours by using dildos and vibrators. 29 years old but still with a body of a teenager with his ample butts, soft chest and his slender, hairless legs, he’s had men fight to have their cocks in him when he was bent over the sink in bar restrooms. Nearing middle age, this was his way of trying to control his voracious sex habits. Especially after the last time when he passed out naked in the local pub toilet and was found by the cleaning staff in the morning. He had gotten so brazen that when they roused him from his slumber, they looked far more embarrassed than he was.

Aarush was thirsty. He forced himself off the bed and towards the downstairs kitchen, his eyes slowly getting used to the dark. The kitchen was another mess that needed sorting. Between his drinking and his fuck buddies, he’s had barely any time to devote to the upkeep of the place. I should’ve atleast called the maid in yesterday, he thought. His maid was a young, sweet girl called Meena who deeply cared for him and showed it trying to keep his place clean and tidy, making sure that he has food and checking on him from time to time. She was well aware of his daily partners having found him on multiple occasions naked on the bed with his partners, passed out in the middle of a session. Because of her fondness for him, she blew off her conventional mindset and really tried to help.

He finally managed to find a glass that did not smell of alcohol and poured himself a glass of water. Then another. At the end of the third glass, he felt more like himself when he felt a pair of cold hands on his waist and a warm body thrusting into him. He almost shrieked in fear as he did not know who it was. He felt a semi hard cock between the twin mounds of his ass and soft wet lips biting at his neck.

The assault ended a minute later only to be replaced by a finger wildly prodding his ass. Aarush let out a loud moan. Who is this? Let me be, what are you doing? he asked.

The man let a soft laugh out pushing him against the kitchen slab even more. Aarush could feel himself being sandwiched between the slab and the man’s warm body. Almost involuntarily, his torso arched over the slab, his right hand grabbing an overhead cupboard for support while his left arm over his butt in a weak protest. The man grabbed his arm, held it against his back as he continued tracing the dildo inside his ass.

Whats the matter Aarushi? Don’t like it so much now slut? You were begging for its last night, the man whispered into Aarush’s ear. Aarush opened his mouth to respond but could nothing but moan. The man pulled at the dildo almost taking it all the way out and pushed it back all the way in. Aarush’s mouth an ‘O’ with the traces of his lipstick making it more pink that it was, his eyes closed and his clawed at the cupboard as the man kept up the routine. Aarush’s tiny cock stuck between the slab and his body was hard and twitching violently. The man increased his pace and Aarush’s body moved in a synchronised motion with every thrust. Only within moments, Aarush had let out a loud moan piercing the silence of the night. The man came to a halt as Aarush’s cock leaked his thick white juice on the slab, still hard and still twitching. The man the peeled the panting Aarush away from the slab to see a white patch on the slab, his thin cock still hard and dripping.

Aarushi bent over the kitchen slab giving a beautiful view of his round ass to the man as he began licking his cum, getting it spotless.
Aarush’s head was still spinning from all the alcohol and he felt himself being lifted. The next thing he remembered was being dropped on the bed. He had his eyes closed and he could feel multiple pair of hands tossing him around. He counted four.
He felt himself being pulled towards a man and he could smell the familiar scent of precum. He almost instinctively began grabbing at the cock in front of him as the other pair of hands began spreading his ass wide. The man whose legs Aarush was between and forced his cock deep inside Aarush’s mouth in anticipation. As the other cock entered Aarush’s ass, he tried to arch his back and scream. His ass was dry and he could feel every inch of the pulsing cock inside him. And the man began pounding him, slapping his balls over Aarush’s ass. About 20 or so minutes later, they switched places and Aarush felt a slightly less thicker but a much longer member enter his ass.
Then he passed out.
He woke up and felt the sun shinning bright through the drapes. His eyes were still fuzzy and he squinched to see clearly. He could see someone near the bed calling his name. The figure of the maid Meena came in front of his eyes.

Aarush bhaiyya, are you alright? I found the front door unlocked and got so scared, Meena spoke in a concerned voice.

Aarush: Whats the time?
Meena: Its 4 PM bhaiyya.
Aarush, still naked after last night, sat up on the bed trying to shield his eyes from the blinding evening lights. He saw Meena standing over him staring at him curiously.
Aarush: Please finish up in half hour. I need to leave somewhere.
He wanted to get back to his gay bar. Another night of drinking and whatever else it entailed.
Meena nodded and turned back to leave but stopped herself. Bhaiyya there is something on your cheeks, she said before she turned to walk away.
Aarush felt the dried cum all over his cheeks and wiped it away with his fingers. Before she left the room, she saw him lick his finger clean.

Half hour later, she saw him coming downstairs ready to leave clad in a thin transparent shirt that was open almost till his belly button and a pair of shorts that should’ve originally been called boxer briefs. What she did not noticed was the pair of velvet red thongs under his shorts and the wet dildo buried deep inside his ass.

Just another trip to the haven. Only this time his mind was clear, he wasn’t going to stop himself from doing things that make him happy and satisfied.
What he did not know was what was waiting for him at the pub.

Stay tuned for the next installment of the story. Until then thank you so much for taking the time to read it. Hope you had fun whilst reading it. Also, I would love your valuable comments!

Until then, stay safe and keep cumming!