My girlfriend’s dad milked my cock

Everyone in this story is 18+.

Seven loads… I stood there, contemplating the decisions that led to this point. A giant buttplug was stuffed into my ass, holding back an ocean of cum. My arms and legs were still tied up, leaving me in an ‘X’ position, spread wide between two trees.

“You’re doing great, Steven,” my girlfriend’s dad said to me. He gently stroked my soft dick, holding it in his calloused hand.

“Mmmm,” I moaned. I had forgotten what it felt like to be touched there.

“You like that?” he teased. He held my dick with the lightest touch, barely making contact as he stroked me.

“Yes,” I muttered. I sighed and closed my eyes, letting him play with it. Even this tease was more than I could’ve hoped for. My cock was quickly growing hard in his hands.

He turned to the rest of the group. They were all in various states of undress. Every single one of them had fucked me today. Every single one had cum inside me. “What do you guys think? Has Steven earned a reward?”

“Definitely!” Michael said. “For sure,” Fred agreed. Several others voiced their own approvals or nodded in agreement.

“It’s your lucky day,” Jerry whispered to me. My girlfriend’s dad held my penis between his thumb and forefinger, ever so gently tugging on it. It was the faintest touch, but it was enough to drive me crazy. I bucked my hips, desperate for more.

“Please,” I begged. “Please, touch me more.”

Jerry slapped my balls in response. My knees nearly gave out, but the ropes held me in place. “You’ll take what I give you and you’ll enjoy it. Understood?” He grabbed my balls firmly in his hand, squeezing them tightly.

“Yes, sir,” I replied.

“Good.” He let go, leaving my aching nuts alone. My dick was fully hard now. He picked it up again and held it gently between his fingers. “I’m gonna milk the cum out of your dick. You’ve earned it,” he said. He stood next to me, stroking me ever so slightly with his two fingers. The man was fully naked as well, his massive dick hanging between his legs and putting mine to shame.

“Thank you,” I said. I closed my eyes and relaxed, focusing on the small amount of pleasure he provided. My ass was sore, my balls ached, and finally my dick was being touched. Being jerked off in front of the family should have been shameful, but any sense of shame had long since been erased. I was degraded and fucked by everyone here already. Being milked on display was just the icing on the cake.

Jerry’s stroking felt amazing. It really wasn’t much. In fact, it was hardly anything. But my dick had gone untouched for so long that even this was a treat. “Enjoying yourself?” he asked.

“Mmmmm,” I moaned. I was too focused on the pleasure to say more.

“Someone bring my bag!” Jerry shouted to the group. My eyes remained closed, but I could tell there was shuffling nearby. A moment later, I heard the sound of a hefty bag dropping at Jerry’s feet.

“It feels so good,” I whispered. Enjoying this felt pathetic, but that’s who I was now. A pathetic whore that enjoyed being used. If my girlfriend’s dad wanted to let me cum, that was a bonus.

“I’m glad,” he replied. “Tell me when you’re close, got it, boy?”

“Yes, sir.” I knew it wouldn’t take long. I began thrusting along with his tiny strokes, pushing my dick between his thumb and forefinger. It was all I could do, still tied to the trees. A minute later, I felt something building inside me. “I’m almost there,” I said softly.

“Excellent.” My girlfriend’s dad kept the same pace. I felt the pressure building, my dick desperate for release.

“I’m close!” I said urgently. Right when I was about to blow, Jerry stopped stroking.

I opened my eyes in shock. “Please!” I cried out. But it was too late. My girlfriend’s dad held a small tube under my dick, and I watched in desperation as cum dribbled out of my cock and slowly filled it. Instead of shooting ropes, I leaked out my cum, feeling zero pleasure as I watched it drip into the tube.

“Why-” I started, lost for words.

My girlfriend’s dad smirked. “Steven,” he began. “Everyone here got the chance to cum inside you this weekend.” He placed something rubber on the other end of the tube. “Everyone except you. That doesn’t seem fair, does it?”

It all clicked into place. It was a turkey baster. My girlfriend’s dad was holding a turkey baster filled with my cum. “No…” I replied nervously.

Jerry walked behind me and carefully removed the buttplug. I felt the syringe slip in easily, then squirt inside me. My own cum was added to the mix.

My girlfriend’s dad untied the ropes that held me in place. I fell to the ground, exhausted and still horny. My orgasm was ruined, my dick was limp, but I was still pent up and desperate. And despite it all, I loved it. I loved how my girlfriend’s dad made me feel.

Jerry handed me a permanent marker. It was the one the guys had been using to mark their loads on my asscheek. Seven tally marks were drawn across my ass. “Here,” he said.

I understood what he wanted. I took the marker from him and uncapped it. I reached behind and added a mark to my right cheek. “Eight,” I said proudly.