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Chapter 24 - Part 3
There was nobody in the staircase but, when I opened the door to my floor, I came face to face with a security guard. “Sorry!”, I said, embarrassed as he looked at my naked body and could probably see the cum on my stomach. “Hi.”, he said with a smile, and I just responded, “Hi!”, feeling ashamed while making my way to my room as quickly as I could. I could not see but I was feeling his eyes on my ass. I didn’t have much dignity left after the events of the evening. When I unlocked my door, I looked back, and he was still standing at the stair door looking at me with his hand on his crotch. I paused and didn’t go in right away taking time to check him out and recognized him as the guy in the hall earlier. He was not a good-looking guy, tall, skinny with a face that looked like he had a rough life. Certainly not the type you would think would be into guys and even more certainly, not a man I was attracted to.I went in my room and quickly closed the door behind me. He was a security guard, and I was hoping I was not in trouble. My heart sank when I heard a knock on the door. I looked in the peep hole and it was him. I said, “Can I help you?”, through the door but he just said, “Open the door!”. “Fuck!”, I thought. I was in trouble. I opened the door slightly standing back so I would not be visible if anybody walked by as I was still naked. He pushed the door open, and I stood back to allow him in. My heart was racing, and I hid my cock with both hands, feeling exposed standing next to him naked.
“What’s going on here?”, he asked, and I didn’t know what to say except, “Nothing. Just returning to my room. That’s all.”. “I know what you’ve been doing. I saw you up there.”, he added. I realized it was him peaking in the door opening so he knew I was just fucked by two younger guys. “I caught you on the security cams, walking around naked so I went to see what was going on.”, he said dryly. I went to defend myself and said, “I..I was just…”, but he interrupted me. “I know what you were just doing and when I rewind the footage and before you left your room naked, I saw a guy had just walked out of here. He fucked you too, didn’t he?”. I nodded and said, “Am I in trouble?”. “Depends on what you do next. Take care of me and I make it all go away.”, he said holding his bulge and I knew what I needed to do. I could give him a blow job and everything would be OK.
I got down on my knees in front of him, undid his pant button, unzipped his fly then, reached in his underwear to pull out his cock. It was almost completely hard, and it confirmed that he was into guys and turned-on by what he had seen. It was an average sized cock, circumcised and with a fairly big head. I was hoping he would settle for just a blow job. My ass had taken more than enough, and I had no condoms. I started sucking and he moaned, obviously enjoying my skills. He grabbed the back of my head and pushed himself all the way to my throat. I gagged a bit but kept going. “You’re an eager cock sucker!”, he said through his grunts, and I pushed myself on his cock faster, trying to make him cum. I wanted to put an end to the degrading situation I was in, but it was about to get worse.
He pulled away from my mouth and backed away. “No no no! You’re not getting away that easy!”, he said, as he grabbed me by the shoulders, made me stand up and turn around, facing the desk. I knew what he wanted so I pleaded with him, “I don’t want you to fuck me! Can I just blow you?”, and he said, “Well, I know what company you’re with. Do you want your boss to know what you did tonight?”. “Fuck!”, I thought. That was the last thing I wanted. I could lose my job and my marriage over this so I didn’t protest and did as he wished bent over, placed my elbows on the desk reluctantly offering my ass to him. He rubbed a finger between my ass cheeks and on my hole which was still slick from the previous fucks. “Do you have a condom?”, I asked as his finger entered me. He said, “So, three guys fucked you already. How many fucked you raw?”, and I hesitated, “Well…”. He didn’t give me time to finish and said, “All of them, right?”, and I didn’t know how to explain so when he asked, “Right?”, I simply nodded. Giving up and accepting my fate, I braced myself for his cock, giving him permission to fuck me bare when I said, “Please don’t cum in me.”. That was all the confirmation he needed, not that he needed any. He shoved his entire cock in me in one push, and I felt the fabric of his pants hit my ass. Even though I had been opened by the others, I still felt some discomfort. Maybe it was because I was turned on by the others and not by that one. I was being forced into getting fucked and yelled, “Aaaarrrghhhh!” as he sank in me. “Shhhhh!”, he said and fucked me forcefully right away.
I started the evening wanting to get fucked once and with a condom but there I was getting barebacked for the fourth time in a row. I started counting in my head the guys that had fucked me bare prior to that night and could only count four. Things can change quickly because I doubled that number in one evening. The fuck I was getting was not a gentle one and I held on to the desk for dear life, groanning, “Aaargghhhh!”, in pain as he hammered my abused hole. He slammed into me as if I was the last person he would ever fuck and slapped my ass a few times and some of them fairly hard. He wanted to establish his authority over me and make sure he put me in my place as a slut.
I didn’t want that guy in me, but I was conflicted with the fact that my cock was getting hard again. I was disgusted at my behaviour, using my ass as leverage but I really had no choice. My face was hitting the wall, the hard surface of the desk was hurting my legs, and my hole was feeling the strain of the extended fucking it had been through, and it was not over. He made me lift a leg on the desk and we knocked the phone to the floor. With my ass spread like that, I felt him go deeper and he increased the power of his thrusts. I was yelling, “Aaarrrggghhhh! Aaarrrggghhhh! Aaarrrggghhhh!” with each of his thrusts, blending with his grunts. I had to face the fact that deep down, it turned me on that I was getting totally degrated raw by a total stranger and my cock was fully hard rubbing in my pre-cum on the surface of the desk.
Then, it occurred to me that I was really into it and felt my body responding. I heard him moan and say, “Yeah, squeeze my cock with your ass!”, when he slapped me, so I continued. I squeezed my hole muscles as best I could, and I was proud I could still do it after hours of taking cock. “Fuck! Keep this up! You’re going to make me cum!”, he said through his teeth, and I knew he was close. I really didn’t want him to cum in me, so I said, “I want swallow that load!”, and he said, “Yeah! Here it comes!”, as he pulled out. I quickly stood up, turned around and squatted in front of him. He jerked his cock a few times, then pushed it in my open mouth. I felt multiple spurts of cum hit the back of my mouth, some going down my throat.
When he finished cumming, he pulled himself out of my mouth and I swallowed what was left. He put his cock back in his underwear and zipped his fly as I sat on the floor exhausted. He didn’t say anything as he left the room. Eventually, I stood-up and made my way to the shower. I needed to refresh my battered body. I looked at my ass in the bathroom mirror and there were red handprints on both cheeks. I was hoping they were going to disappear before I got home, or I would have to make sure my wife didn’t see me naked. As I showered, my mind kept going back to the events of the evening and I started to get turned on again. I jerked myself off in the shower and came at the thought of the last degrading raw fuck. As much as I didn’t want it initially, the thought of it afterwards was a real turn on and it brought me back to when my first love aggressively fucked me the last time I was with him. I just hoped he would keep his promise.
It was very late when I went to bed. I was very tired but still went to the conference the next day and the red-eye flight home felt very long. I assume the security guard did keep his promise, and I did not get in trouble for exposing myself in the hallways. I certainly had a very naughty experience, and I couldn’t wait to tell Jason, but I knew I would probably leave out the last part. Of course, I went back to the clinic to get tested when I returned but I told them that only one guy had fucked me bare, not four. It took over a week for my hole to recover but I avoided all sexual activities for a lot longer than that, and I was determined that next time, there would be condoms. The number of guys that had barebacked me was increasing way too quickly.