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By RichardUSMC
Marcos and I spent a week in Manilla. I was on leave. We sucked and was fucked man, Tran, and beast. Young, old didn’t matter.
Marchos and I met on Red Beach on Subic Bay Naval Base. He loved sex as much as I did. He was a young Filipino male that became my exploration partner whenever the USS Blue Ridge pulled into port. I had requested two week’s leave in the Philippines and it was granted. Half would be spent at Subic the other half in Manilla.
We arrived the first night late and got to our cheap hotel even later. The room cost me q5 dollars a night. You had to fight the bugs for room on the bed. But we didn’t plan on spend much time there.
It was 11 pm by the time we got to our first destination. A bath house with gloryholes. We entered, stripped and didn’t bother to wrap a towel around us. We were cruising; we were advertising. We both had errect cocks as we held hands walking through the bath house. We asked for directions to the gloryholes, an old man, gawking at us, his cock hardening as he directed us. I knew his cock was going to enter one of our holes momentarily. It was going to be fun. He steered us to the holes and he slid his cock Into one and indicated he wanted me to service him. Hell, I felt it was my boyscout duty to repay his kindness with a blowjob. I got behind the wall and was quickly one my knees before the hole, the man’s hard cock protruding from it. It was huge, it wasn’t cute. It was a working cock, that’s all that mattered. I wanted to reward the old man with a great blowjob. I sniffed the cock. Filipino cocks have their own scent. All nationalities have their own scent. It’s created by what they eat, drink, bathe and wear. I loved the smell of Filipino cock. I loved the smell of all cock, but I had grown found of Pinay cock. I could feel my pre-cum leaking from my dick, as I licked the length of his shift. I could hear him moan. This was fun. I continued licking it. Teasing him, hightening his lust. Lust is important when playing. It increases the pleasure. It’s a good thing. Eventually, I wrapped my fingers around his balls, cupping them through the hole. I messaged them, again heightened his pleasure. It was only then that I took his cock Into my mouth. It quivered. His hips uncontrollably thrusted against the wall. He wouldn’t take long. That was fine, he was just warm-up. Marchos had gone behind the man and started licking his ass. The old man was crazed with lust. I began to suck. My tongue expertly twisting around the head as he began to fuck my mouth. I really love getting face fucked. It’s primal, raw and increases my pleasure. I held him off for a few minutes, but the old man had gone over the edge. He let out a grunt as his seed gushed into my eagerly waiting mouth. It tasted like he had Adobo earlier in the day. There was a bitterness to it. But it was cum, from a cock and that was all that mattered. I drained his balls, not letting him pull out until I was satisfied he was drained. I didn’t swollow. I kept it in my mouth, got up and moved to Marchos, who was still licking the mab’s ass. I pulled Marchos to a stabding position and kissed him deeply, sharing the man’s seed with him. Marchos loved Snowballing. The old man watched us, smiling. I felt we had done a great service. I pulled the old man into our clutches kiss8ng him, my tongue sliding between his lips. I wanted to give the man a night he would remember. I’m a giving type of guy. But I also wanted a local on our team. I don’t recall his name anymore, so I’ll call him Pete. Pete was happy. His spent cock didn’t sag. It remained hard. Proof he was having a good time. If I had to guess I would put Pete’s age around 60. Old enough to be out of his prime, young enough to still want to fuck, and Pete wanted to fuck. I explained to both Marchos and Pete my plan to keep Pete with us for the night. Pete was only happy to play his role as host. Marchos grinned knowing it did me right to make people happy.
We drained another 5 cocks from men, each of us trading positions. One sucking the cock, one eating the ass, one messaging the body. A whole body experience. None of the men lasted more than 5 minutes. All of their cum given to the other two via Snowballing. It was only increasing my lust. I need more than what the gloryhole could provide. As much as I love gloryholes, and I fucking crave gliryholes, sometimes I need more.
I asked Pete were could we go in the bath house to be used, to be a fuck toy. I needed cocks, many of them. Marchos sensed this as he grabbed my hand. Pete would realize it shortly.
Pete took us to a movie room. It was showing old film, two men engaged in anal sex. It was vanilla. We intended to spice things us. I asked Pete to go tell everyone that there was an American Marine who wanted bakake and was inviting everyone to help out. Marchos was already on his hands and knees, begging to be used. There was the smell of spent cock in the room. Years of sex on the old chairs had permanently created this smell, dirty, spent cock. I inhaled it, allowing it to feed my lust filled mind.
There were a handful of men, all in their 40s or so in the film room. They heard the noise, investigated and determined live action was better than film. Most of them move toward us dropping their towels, readying themselves for actions. I greeted them with smile got on all four and took the first cock in my mouth. I was living my best life. The man whose cock was in my mouth grabbed my skull and started thrusting it back and forth vigorously. He wanted to cum. He needed to cum and I was hides tool. I love being tool. He lasted no more than a minute as he thursted his cock one final time as deep as it would go as his cock emptied its content-cum, beautiful, delicious cum. I drank it up, refused to give up his cock until it was limp. I felt a cock being pushed into my asshole. I lost what Marchos was doing but I assumed he was busy pleasing cock just like me. He was just as much a fag pig as I was, that’s why we loved each other.
Pete came back, as agroup of men followed him, their age a spectrum of time. They were all different body types. They equally had different cocks that needed to be serviced. It was going to be a busy night. Two men had pushed their cocks in my mouth and each were helping the other fill my mouth full. They fucked my mouth as one held my head in place. I felt a third man thrusted his cock Into me. It was fat for a Pinay cock. It felt exquisite. I didn’t know anything about him, other than he had a fat cock and it was in me. That heightened my lust craze. He had a rhythmic tempo, I knew he was enjoying my hole. The two men fucking my mouth continued their assault on my mouth, one slapping my face. Another man started to jerk his dick over my back as he watched the scene. Most of the cock ranged around 6 inches. Perfect for an all night fuck fest. One of the men grunted as he loaded my mouth with my reward-his cum. The other man was only moments away as he lost control feeling the other man’s shot his load. Two down, a million more. I wanted miles of cock and gallons of cum. These two were a good start. They kept their cocks in my mouth as they softened one of them released a stream of piss. It was warm, strong and full. The other man washed his dick in my mouth with the piss. Such are the blessings of life.
Pete knowing a good thing, and getting his second wind mounted Marcos and started fucking him, as soon as there was an open. I felt the wetness of cum land on my back. The man lossing control and shooting his load. There was to much happening at once. Cocks thrusting into holes, only to explode moments later. While the scene revolved around us, the men didn’t wait until we had a hole to fill. They worked on each other, pleasing themselves.
We spent the next few hour being road, being fucked and sucking cock. There was cum covering us. The action slowed aster each man had at least 2 loads in us. Even Pete as willing as he was, was showing his age. My boy pussy dripped cum, was mildly prolasped and on fire. On of my favorite feelings. I wouldn’t allow Marchos or anyone to clean the cum out of my asshole. I wanted it there, slowly leaking, keeping me lubed for the next stop. Pete gave us directions to a bar that stayed open until 5am and we headed there, smelling like sex, cum and piss. I refused to clean myself up. I had cum covering my face. I loved it.
Next stop, we were going to get fucked by Trans girls.
More to come. . .
Richard
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By RichardUSMC
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