Locked for Life 22 - Bachelor Party Weekend 7

Everyone in this story is 18+.

I gasped as Eric shoved his cock inside me.

“Mmmm, nice and loose,” he said, burying himself deep in my ass. “This should be fun.”

Jason had loosened me up, but Eric was still bigger. His dick stretched me, making me cry out as I struggled to take him. I took quick, shallow breaths, waiting for the pain to give way to pleasure.

“You like that, Grant?” Eric pulled all the way out, leaving me gaping. Then he plunged back in.

“AH!” I yelped. “Yes! Oh, fuck yes!” I reached behind and pulled my asscheeks apart, letting him get even deeper. I was a desperate whore. I couldn’t help myself.

“Get in here, Bobby,” Eric commanded.

Bobby obeyed, crawling under us. I was bent over, taking his boyfriend’s massive cock, while he positioned himself between my legs. It was an awkward angle for him, but he took his assignment in stride. He tilted his head backward, then buried his face in the action.

“Fuuuck, Eric,” I whispered. His cock pounded into me over and over again, rocking my body in rhythm with his thrusts. Then I felt Bobby’s tongue. “MmmmffffuuUuUuuck,” I moaned. Bobby forced his tongue into the fray, licking where Eric’s cock met my ass.

“That’s it, you dumb whore.” Eric spanked my ass, leaving a stinging sensation on my right cheek. “Take my fat fucking cock. You love it, don’t you?”

“Yes!” I cried. “Oh fuck, Eric, it’s so big!”

“Tell it to the camera,” he spat. He grabbed the hair on the back of my head and pulled, tilting my face up towards Jason.

“I love getting fucked!” I cried. I felt so degraded. So used. “I love taking big fat cock in my ass!” Gosh, I must have sounded so pathetic. I couldn’t help it. I had spent months and months staying denied, without any release, my only pleasure coming from moments like this.

Behind the camera, his dick still semi-hard after cumming inside me, Jason grinned. “Is that so?” he teased. “I had no idea.” He grabbed his cock and idly stroked it, enjoying the show. Knowing him, knowing his drive, he’d be ready to go again in no time. Like we often said, he came more than enough for both of us. Another reason to keep me locked forever.

Eric maintained his grip on my hair, thrusting in and out of my sloppy hole. Bobby’s tongue lapped at the rim of my hole, going back and forth between my ass and his boyfriend’s cock. He was greedily licking us both, shoving his face in there, balls colliding with his face, rubbing across his forehead. If I weren’t busy getting pounded, I’d love to be in his place.

Between the licking and the fucking and the loads of cum inside me, my ass was a big, wet mess. Eric’s dick ran slammed into my hole, plunging through that mess, bringing an intense pleasure with every thrust. I locked eyes with my fiancé, wailing pathetically into our small clearing in the woods. This was heaven.

“Your ass - feels - so - good!” Eric grunted between thrusts. He showed no mercy as he fucked me. He released my hair, instead placing both hands on my shoulders. That gave him better leverage, letting him hit deep inside me.

It was all I could do to keep standing. My dick had long since gone soft, unable to keep up with the fucking. It swung between my legs, my balls frequently grazing Bobby’s face. I closed my eyes and focused on the sensations as Eric’s dick pounded my insides.

Slam. Slam. Slam. His cock rammed into me again and again. He was relentless.

“Fuuuck,” he groaned. His fingers tightened on my shoulders. “I’m gonna flood your ass with cum, Grant.”

The pace quickened. Heavy breathing. Grunting. The sound of our bodies colliding.

“Fffuck - oh fuck - FUCK!”

Eric thrusted forward, yanking my body toward him at the same time. His cock exploded inside me, each throb felt by my sore hole. 

“Yes!” I shouted. “Give me your cum!”

Eric held his cock deep in me, grunting as he continued to pulse, shooting wave after wave, adding to Jason’s load from earlier. I kept my cheeks spread, wanting it as deep as possible. For the second time today, a superior man unloaded his balls inside me. Bobby continued to lick underneath, driving me wild with pleasure coming from so many different directions. And despite it all, my pathetic dick remained limp in its cage.

“Holy fuck,” Eric said as he pulled out. He sounded exhausted. He pushed away, suddenly leaving me empty and gaping where his massive cock had been. “That was incredible.”

I stepped over Bobby, collapsing to the ground next to him. My hole ached, sore from taking not one but two massive cocks this morning. It wasn’t even noon yet!

“Thanks for sharing!” Eric said to Jason.

“Any time,” he said happily. It seemed like he had stopped recording. Jason tossed the phone over to Eric, who had already shoved his dick back into his pants.

Eric looked pleased as he caught it. “This should make for a good wedding gift, eh?”

Bobby and I sat in the grass, naked and horny and used. Bobby was faring worse than I was at the moment, his dick straining wildly in his cage. I was still coming down from the whole ordeal, so the cage wasn’t as much of a problem at the moment.

“Well, that was fun,” Bobby said.

“You have no idea,” I replied. We both chuckled as our partners chatted, presumably about us and the rest of their plans for this weekend.

“You don’t suppose they’ll unlock me any time soon?” Bobby asked.

“If my track record tells you anything, then I doubt it.” I replied.

Just then, Jason bent down and grabbed his bag. Eric followed in suit. “Come on boys,” my fiancé said. “We’ve got a tight schedule to keep!”

Bobby and I looked at each other, then hefted ourselves off the ground. We were naked, horny, and desperate, just how our partners wanted us. It was time to resume the hike.