Chapter Eleven: Ethan’s Cumdump
“Baby, your cum-hole feels so fucking good.” As the high from his orgasm slowly faded, Ethan leaned in and whispered filthily into my ear.
“Ah… your big cock filled me up so much… I still want more…”
“Sean, do you know what kind of bottom I like best?”
“What kind?”
“I love fucking a hole that’s already packed with cum. Nothing beats a loose, sloppy cunt that’s been stretched by countless cocks, with loads still leaking out. Want to be my cumdump? Collect strangers’ loads and come back so I can fuck your cum-filled hole?”
“Mmm, I want to be your cumdump. Ethan, I’ll do anything you want. I need your big cock to wreck my slutty hole.”
“Good boy. Get dressed, we’re going out.”
I was reluctantly reaching for my tiny briefs when he stopped me, made me put on a cock ring, and shoved a butt plug into my ass before letting me get dressed. My dick was still soft and limp, but the ring pushed everything forward so the bulge in my underwear looked a little bigger than usual.
The moment we stepped outside I realized it was almost noon. I’d completely lost track of time in Ethan’s apartment. From last night until just now I’d been fucked almost nonstop, yet I wasn’t sleepy at all. The plug in my ass kept reminding me that two men’s loads were still inside me, and my hole was already craving more cock.
Ethan took me to an adult video store. He seemed friendly with the young guy behind the counter; they started chatting right away. The cashier looked about twenty.
“This is Sean, my new cumdump. Brought him here to collect some loads.” His blunt words made me blush to my ears, but a thrill of anticipation ran through me at the same time.
“Business is pretty good today. Your boy’s going to be busy.” The cashier said it casually, then looked me up and down. “Let me know when his cunt’s nice and slick. I want a taste of that hole too.”
“Of course.”
Ethan led me through a curtain into a dimly lit back room. A hallway branched left and right, with several private booths in the middle. He pushed me into an open booth, closed the door behind us, and pulled a small syringe from his pocket.
“I’ve got plenty of booty bumps ready. I’m going to keep you high all day. Your job is to collect as many loads in that boy-pussy as you can. Got it?”
I nodded blankly. At that moment, all I could think about was getting high and getting fucked.
Satisfied, he told me to drop my pants, bent me over, and injected another shot of the drug into my ass. While he was doing that, a cock slid through the glory hole on the side wall. It was thick and meaty, decent length—nothing compared to Ethan’s monster, but still impressive. Without hesitation I opened my mouth and swallowed it, sucking greedily.
“Such a hungry little slut. Like that cock?”
“Mmm-hmm…” I answered around the stranger’s dick while Ethan spoke behind me.
I felt him draw two lines on my ass cheek with a pen, then heard him say, “That’s the two loads you collected last night. Every time your greedy hole takes another load today, I’ll mark it here. I’m going to record your transformation into a proper cumdump.”