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It really didn’t help that both incessantly flirted with him and tried to flaunt their near-nude bodies for him. Kiran normally wouldn’t have let any man who tried it on with him go without teaching them a lesson, but whenever either of the couple got close to crossing the line of Kiran’s tolerance, they’d always up their offer even more, and Kiran would have to swallow his disgust and let them carry on eye-fucking him. Of course, greedy sluts that they were, the couple kept pushing Kiran for more and more from him, always increasing their contributions until Kuran couldn’t help but give in to their advances.

At first they’d wanted to feel up his muscles, and then they wanted to squeeze them. From there they’d started getting him to let them squeeze his bulge, first through his shorts but soon after through just his underwear and then finally while he was completely nude. Once that line was crossed, things escalated even quicker; they advanced from stroking it to jerking it to licking it and then finally to sucking it down into their mouths in quick succession.

Each escalation was accompanied by an additional injection into Kiran’s wallet, so Kiran found it impossible to turn them down, even though his training sessions now involved feeding at least one of them his load. He would have complained about them draining his balls dry before he could hook up with any ladies, but as he hadn’t had any action with a woman since he’d divorced his wife, he was never able to make that excuse. It at least meant he was always able to deliver on the multiple loads of cum the couple wanted from him every gym session.

Things finally came to a head when the couple asked Kiran to fuck them up the arse. Kiran had put his foot down then and said that there was no way in hell that was happening; then the couple let him know how much they’d be willing to give him, and sure enough, Kiran ended up giving in and fucking them one after the other.

As Kiran rutted into the ass of one of the sluts, who moaned and gripped the weight bar tighter with each thrust all while the other one stood by jerking off to the sight of his boyfriend being fucked by a far superior example of a man, Kiran couldn’t help but contemplate how he’d ended up in his current situation. From his point of view, the worst thing was that he’d actually started to become addicted to getting sucked off by the couple every day; they were much more skilled and enthusiastic than his wife had ever been, after all.

Jack’s father had always described his frat days as the best of his life, so Jack thought that if he could at least get through the hazing, he’d have an easier time for the rest of his time at university. So he did his best, sucking off their morning woods when they asked, kissing their assholes when they fancied a laugh, and riding on each of their cocks, one after another, when they gathered in the common room to watch TV.

It was only after a whole month had passed by of him serving as their frat cum dump that he began to question how long he was supposed to keep swallowing and having his ass breed by all their loads. When he’d asked the frat president that, the senior had laughed in his face and said, “For as long as you’re alive.” After all, Jack’s father had been the frat cum dump back in the day, and he still sucked off and was fucked by his old fraternity members whenever they had a reunion or happened to meet up.

Adrian’s roommate, however, was anything but gentle with him. As soon as he’d bent Adrian over the bed and lined his cock up with his hole, Adrian’s roommate had forcefully slammed his cock right up Adrian’s previously unbreached asshole, not slowing in the slightest in response to Adrian’s cries as his asshole was brutally stretched open to accommodate his roommate’s substantial girth.

Adrian’s roommate didn’t even give Adrian the chance to get accustomed to the cock now rammed firmly up his hole. Instead, he’d immediately set a brutally punishing pace that had Adrian squealing. Adrian tried to pull away, but his roommate grabbed him by the hair, keeping Adrian firmly in place and forcing him to grit his teeth and bear it as his asshole was rammed open.

Instead, he hadn’t even made it through basic training before his fellow recruits and the army as a whole had decided for him what sort of man he was really meant to be. It had started out as Jack simply lending a literal hand to a buddy of his who was desperate enough from missing his girlfriend to ask Jack to jerk him off. Jack had done it on the understanding that the other guy would return the favor, but as soon as Jack had finished milking the load from the other guy’s cock, the other guy had bounced, telling Jack that he wasn’t a queer who’d willingly touch another guy’s cock.

If that wasn’t bad enough, the other guy apparently hadn’t kept his mouth shut about what Jack had done for him, as his fellow soldiers started to also approach him looking for the same favor. Jack quickly gained a reputation as the guy to go to when they needed to dump a pent-up load, and it wasn’t long before they were pressuring him to take their cocks down his throat as well as jerking them off.

Jack tried to object, but his fellow recruits were persistent, and after having multiple fellow recruits’ cocks shoved into his mouth multiple times, he’d eventually stopped objecting at all to them using his mouth to get off. Already army life was a lot different than Jack had expected, and the type of man he was proving to be was very different from what he’d imagined, but his proper place as a man became completely clear after his drill sergeant had discovered how his fellow recruits were treating him and using him.

The sergeant had lined all the recruits up and lectured them about how they should treat a man like Jack. He’d demonstrated exactly how by ordering Jack to his knees and then brutally fucking Jack’s throat for the whole cohort to see. The sergeant made it crystal clear that day to both Jack and his fellow recruits exactly what sort of man Jack is and how real men should treat and use him.

Unfortunately, within the first few minutes of trying to teach him wrestling, Coach Hill had clocked on to the fact that Tyler was completely beyond helping, as Tyler couldn’t take his eyes off of the fat bulge in the coach’s singlet. Coach Hill’s suspicions that his friend’s son was a hopelessly lost slut were further confirmed when he’d gotten Tyler in a pin by sitting on his chest with his crotch right in Tyler’s face, and the slut had promptly started licking at and sucking on the coach’s bulge through the fabric of the singlet.

Coach Hill hadn’t been planning on getting sucked off by his best friend’s son when he’d entered the practice room that day, but he was a red-blooded man, so he couldn’t help but free his rapidly inflating cock and feed it into the cocksucker’s mouth when it became clear that Tyler wanted nothing more than to suck him dry. The greedy slut wasted no time in sucking the coach’s cock down his throat with a natural skill that quickly had Coach Hill skull-fucking the bitch until he’d shot his load down the slut’s spasming throat.