A cumslut's progress : Part 3

With all the activity of the day and night just gone I had forgotten what day it was and when I left Chris's and headed towards my bedsit I did not know if it was a weekday or the weekend. I looked at some newspapers on a rack outside a shop and saw that it was in fact Saturday and I thought, 'thank goodness', I had the weekend ahead of me.

I got back to my bedsit and had a shower.. while I was doing that I felt around my arsehole. It was definitely different down there. I poked it gently with a finger and it slipped inside me with no trouble. I crouched down as the water splashed on me and got two of my fingers in side my hole without hardly feeling it. Chris was right my hole was now ready for anything I wanted to have pushed in it.

I was tempted to have a wank but I knew from experience that the longer I abstained from coming the more I wanted to have cock. I therefore lay on the bed gently feeling myself without actually wanking and thought about what I was going to do that day. Saturday in the cottages I visited was usually the busiest day of the week as most people were off work and, those that chose to, went cottaging.

I decided to have something to eat and then go to the cottage that I knew, at about mid-day on a Saturday, had lots of action. While I was preparing some beans on toast I noticed in the cutlery drawer an old dessert spoon. I picked this up and placed it in a rucksack together with a notebook and a pencil. While I ate the beans I pondered what I should write on the pieces of paper which I intended passing through the gloryhole.

I settled on. Tell me what you would like me to do. I can suck you dry or you can fuck me and then I will suck your cock clean afterwards or you could just fuck me.

This did not cover every possibility but was ok for starters. Having made up my mind where I was going I was anxious to get there. I put on a t-shirt and some jogging bottoms without any underwear. I left the bedsit at about half eleven and headed straight for the cottage which I expected would be busy.

When I got there both the closets were occupied but there was no-one waiting so I stood opposite the closed doors until one of them became free. After about ten minutes the sound of the toilet being flushed preceded the door opening and a youngish chap stepping out. I went straight in and closed and locked the door.

I took a quick look through the hole and saw a pair of bare legs. I pulled my jogging bottoms down to my ankles and sat on the pedestal. I could tell that the bloke next door was trying to discreetly look in my side and so without further ado I put my finger in the wall. I saw the legs stand up and come towards the hole and then a cock appeared. It was semi hard and I immediately took it in my mouth and sucked on it until it became solid. The dick was over seven inches long and quite thick. I took my mouth from it and tore the note I had written out of my notebook, wrapped it round a pencil and waited for the cock to be pulled back out of the hole. As soon as it had gone I pushed the note through and it was picked up.

About half a minute later the note and pencil came back and he had written on it. I want to fuck your arse and then you can lick me clean.

I wrote on the note. Ok just stick your cock through the hole I will do the rest. And I passed it back to him. I waited for the cock to reappear which it did soon after and I grabbed it while turning round and positioning my arse so that my ring was touching his cockhead. I pushed back and the cock started sliding in my arse. Despite the wall he got five inches in me and began his fucking motion.

My dick was rock solid as I felt for the first time a cock pumping my hole through the gloryhole. I could hear his body slapping against the wall as he drove himself in me and soon that driving action became more wild as he climaxed and shot his load. I had my spoon ready for when I took myself off his cock which I did after allowing him a moment to savour his orgasm. I immediately turned round and crouched down by the hole and took his cock in my mouth and licked all the jism off it. While I was doing this I held the spoon to my anus and allowed the bloke's spunk to dribble out of me. By the time he was clean I had evacuated all the cum. I stood up and examined the spoon which was nearly full of spunk. I swallowed the lot.

I had completed my first attempt as a fuckslut and it had gone well. Inspired by this I waited for the next guy to come in which was about ten minutes later. While waiting for him I took all my clothes off except my shoes as I reckoned it would be more of a turn on to whoever was next door if they could see I was totally naked. This seemed to work for I didn't have to poke my finger through the hole again for the rest of the afternoon. I think I counted fifteen guys in the three hours I remained in the cottage and they all fucked me and they all wanted me to clean their cock, but I also got a spoonful of cum from each of them too.

I was definitely hooked on this form of sex now and secretly thanked Chris for taking the time to get me prepared for it. I remembered what he had said when we had first met, 'I can show you a way you can have double the pleasure you have been getting so far.' He had been quite right.

Every spare moment was now spent in cottages having my arse drilled by anonymous rods of throbbing flesh and my spooning up the cum from the men that did it. I still had a few who wanted only to be sucked and that still gave me a lot of pleasure so long as I swallowed their cum. Most days though, across the three cottages that I used, I was being fucked about twenty times and was sucking about ten. My addiction was just about being satiated.

I had not forgotten about Carl and Dale in all this debauchery. A couple of weeks after I had met them I rang them up. They invited me over to their place the following Saturday evening. I had had a lot of cock that day and my arse was well flexible but nevertheless keen for more action. They had told me to come and to expect to stay overnight. This thrilled me as I had been closer to these guys more than any other man I had been with.

I got there about seven and they made me welcome straightaway offering me a drink from their extensive range in the cocktail cabinet. What they did not know was that I was teetotal and asked for a soft drink instead. They asked me how I was getting on and if I had put my fuckslut skills into practice. They seemed genuinely surprised when I told them I had started on the same day that my 'training' had finished and that even today I had serviced about twenty different pricks.

'You're a real cock slave then,' Carl said.

'I suppose I am,' I said proudly. 'Perhaps I should have a t-shirt with Penetrate me emblazoned on it.'

'How does your arse feel at the moment? Dale asked.

'It feels empty,' I said.

'We're both going to fill you up like you've never been filled before,' Dale continued. 'And if you're happy we'll invite a couple of friends of ours round who will do the same. By tomorrow there is a danger you may not be able to walk.'

'My cock is going hard with anticipation already,' I said. 'Will it be another all night session?'

'Oh yea, it will last until the last man drops and that won't be either of us or our friends,' Carl said.

'And it won't be me either,' I laughed. 'My cock is getting harder and harder.'

'Let's get warmed up before the others arrive,' Carl said. They were both dressed just in shorts and a t-shirt so getting warmed up meant taking off a couple of items of clothing so that they were naked.

'Come on Mike,' Dale said and I stripped off as well. I was now alone with two of the most beautiful hunks. We all had raging hardons and I knelt down in front of Carl and took his dick straight down my throat. God how I fancied these two fabulous bodies.

Dale meanwhile had got behind me and was rimming my hole. He had a long tongue and was well inside my anal ring. This was the first time I had been rimmed and I wondered how I could have overlooked such a pleasurable experience.

'Man, you've got a lovely pussy,' he said coming up for air. 'That bastard Chris wouldn't let us loose on your arse last time. We will certainly make up for it tonight.'

'Our friends will be here in about an hour,' Carl said taking his dick out of my mouth. 'I want to fuck you while we wait for them.'

I asked him to enter me from behind while we both lay on our sides. That way he could put his manly arms around me and hold me tight. In all my experience with men I had never come across two guys whom I wanted so much to hold me like this. With everybody else I just wanted to have their pricks invade my body, reach a climax and then go away again so as to make room for the next guy. With Carl and Dale I wanted what most people crave – closeness.

While Carl had his cock inside me and his arms around my chest Dale was getting to work on my dick and balls. This part of my body doesn't usually get any attention from a third party but I liked what Dale was doing especially as it meant that the most sensitive parts of my body were being aroused at the same time. Carl spent about half an hour fucking me, slowly and gently and occasionally changing positions. Dale when he was not stimulating my dick was caressing other parts of my body. I felt so happy and relaxed in their hands. In the end Carl pulled out without coming.

'I was really enjoying that but I want to save my cum for a special treat for you later,' he said to me. He wouldn't elaborate more

The three of us lay on the bed taking it easy knowing that a much heavier session was on the horizon. Just then the doorbell rang.