The Fuck Club

I gagged when I felt the hot salty taste of his cum at the back of my mouth. The sensation of it sliding thickly and wetly down my throat made me suddenly want to throw-up. I took a deep breath in through my nose and held it in my lungs until my stomach had calmed enough to bid welcome to its new guest, Brad’s spunk! His cock went semi-rigid and no longer filled my face. I could breath and as I did, I relaxed. Man, I had just sucked cock! I took his softening cock in my hand and slowly, carefully, sucked and licked it clean of any trace of his sperm. It popped out of my mouth and I gave his red head a kiss on his piss hole.

Around me, guys in various stages of undress started hooting and cheering. They were the initiation committee and by the number of hard-on’s all around me, I could tell they were impressed. I was wrong!

I was grabbed from behind by the hair and dragged to a climbing frame on the wall of the gym where my hands were secured in steel manacles. A vaulting horse was dragged across the timber floor and set in front of me. Two big guys, and I mean BIG, hauled the horse toward me, forcing me to bend at my hips and then being forced to be draped across it, my feet off the ground and my bare virgin ass facing the room. Someone came up behind me and ran a large warm callused hand over my buns. He squeezed my cheek, hard, causing me to wince with the pain, but Jesus, it was nothing to the sudden flash of sensation that assailed my brain. In a flash, I realised he was slapping my ass with what looked like a thick leather strap. The onlookers cheered, encouraging him, and they set up a clapping rhythm so that each time he brought that fucking thing down on my ass, they clapped. Tears rolled from my eyes. I had never experienced such pain in all my life. I began to pass out but he was careful because just as I was about to crash, he stopped. He leaned close to my ear and told me my ass was his, even if it was all bloody and bruised.

He called someone who came and applied a cool cream. Its effect was instantaneous. It acted as a balm and I could feel my spirits pick up. Even though there was tense silence, I figured the assembled crew was about to let me go. Maybe they hadn’t expected to go this far and were afraid of the possible consequences. For the tenth time that night, I misjudged them. The guy applying the balm was replaced by a tall muscular jock type who gently parted my ass cheeks. He had a large tube of KY and the feel of the cool liquid was refreshing. I started to worry again when he slid a finger into my ass. I struggled when I felt two fingers but he simply shoved my head forward roughly down onto the side of the horse and told me to quit it or I’d feel his fist inside me.

He continued to finger fuck my asshole with what I reckoned were probably three fingers. Then he moved behind me and I felt his cock head against my butt hole. He grabbed the handles of the horse and heaved his cock into me. The pain was intense but he wasn’t about to stop, so I started doing my breathing exercises I had learned whenever I had to get my arm into its socket after it had dislocated playing football. This was better as it relaxed the muscles of my ass and the pain vanished. I was now able to concentrate on the fact that there was a fucker behind me, his 8” cock riding my ass. Instead of being outraged by this position, I began to actually enjoy it. So this is what gay sex is about, I thought. Suddenly, he pulled out of me and shot a fountain of hot salty cum all over by back and ass. He sighed with satisfaction and told the guys that the train was about to leave the station, so all who wanted to had better get on board. They lined up, some fully dressed with their cocks protruding from their flies, while others had only shirts on. Many were totally naked. All had hard-on’s and were stroking themselves patiently waiting their turn to cum in me. I started to get a buzz out of it and could feel my cock stiffen as the next guys pole plunged its way into my love chute. He came inside me soon after and was severely reprimanded by the other guys. They weren’t gentle, they told him, but they didn’t want to kill anyone with the virus!

Twenty other guys fucked me that day, and I learned one thing. I loved it! I wanted more! When they untied me, I collapsed and had to be helped to my feet. I kept asking for the other guys to come get some and when they put me under the shower, I couldn’t stay there because of the pain in my ass from the beating and the humping. I leaned back against the wall and slid down on my haunches. Two guys were wanking each other and approached when they saw me staring at them with my mouth open. Suddenly, one cock began spurting its life seed all over me and I licked as much of it up as I could. I then took his velvety cock head into my mouth and sucked his remaining sperm until his cock was clean and his knees about to buckle from the sensations of my tongue on his knob.

Just as I finished, his partner came all over me. I looked up and took a blast into my left eye. It dribbled down my face and I managed to get most of it into my mouth. I reached for his cock as a crowd gathered round. I sucked at his engorged head as they jerked off furiously. Suddenly, guys were shooting load after load of hot sticky sperm all over me. It was fantastic. I had cock after cock, all at differing stages of hardness, all oozing jizm and all wanting to be licked, sucked and cleaned. After about twenty minutes, I was covered in man juices. My stomach not only didn’t retch at the taste of the love nectar, it began to crave for more. After a while, I found myself alone in the steaming showers. I stood under the warm powerful jet as it cascaded over me, cleansing and restoring me. I watched with some sense of loss as the thickening gobs of jellied sperm flowed toward the outlet and I thought of the waste. I wondered if I would ever have another evening like this one. I could do without the pain, but could I do without the spunk, the sex, the mating. I knew my sexuality was no longer clouded in caution. I was a man that wanted to make out with other men, and I would dedicate the rest of my life doing so.

As I washed, I began to jerk off, remembering the feel of each mans cock in my ass. I cupped my left hand to catch my hot creamy load and, with a flourish, I raised it to my lips and drank it down. Mmmm! That was good! I licked my hand and ran it through my hair, leaving a slight residue of cum to keep me slick. I stepped out of the shower and went in search of my clothes. I stepped into the hall and there they were, forty of the most wonderful men. They were fully dressed and they were grinning as they came up to me and welcomed me as one of the guys. Robert, who had invited me, came forward and presented me with a gold pin of an erect cock.

“Welcome to the fuck club, buddy. We meet every night and we do as we please, okay?”

I just grinned.