IV: Cream Pie Train

GLORY HOLE IN THE LOCKER ROOM EPISODE 4: CREAM PIE TRAIN

MAURICE (The Fourth Guy)

I wasn't the guy on the left, so Tom stepped in front of the middle hole, eager and ready for his turn.

“I need a second,” Elijah said, stumbling over to sit on the toilet seat.

Tom groaned, and I knew she had let him in. He snapped his eyes open and turned to the rest of us. “I can feel Elijah’s cum inside her. God, this is so hot!”

“We are supposed to be quiet, man,” I hissed.

She held my cock and stroked it, but her rhythm soon matched Tom’s, breaking my flow. I wanted it to be my turn so badly.

“Yes, baby. I wish I could do this all day,” Tom said in a guttural moan. His hips jerked forward as he let out a low groan. The front door shut, and Michael finally returned.

He flung the door open. “Coach Mendez is gone, what...” A wicked smile cracked his face as he took in the image before him. Elijah was slumped on the toilet, Tom was thrusting his hips into the wall, and the girl in the stall let out soft moans while she stroked my length.

She wrapped her lips around me without warning, and my legs tensed. I shoved my waist back, slamming my cock down her throat. She gagged, louder this time.

We were alone; we could be loud.

Tom figured this out before me. “Fuck me back! Slam that fat ass onto my cock. God, squeeze me!” Tom groaned between thrusts.

She moved to meet him, and then she used that rhythm to pump my cock even faster. I drew back when I realized I was close to my release. “Fuck, I need to finish inside you, babe,” I cursed under my breath.

Michael was already shucking his shorts. “I’m back, so I’m next.”

“No, Michael, you’re last. All of you will fill me up with your seed,” she said, though her voice wavered into a soft wince.

She moaned and groaned, crying out while Tom rained praises on her. “I love how wet you are for me. I love how filthy you want to be. Tell me you want my cum leaking out of you.”

“I want your cum leaking out of me,” she managed between shudders.

“Tell me you want it. Say it like you mean it,” Tom groaned.

“Fill me up, daddy! Fill me to the fucking brim so the next person to use me has to search for space. Fill my hole up!”

“Ugh!” Tom cried out, his face contorting. His eyes shut tight as his orgasm took over. He shivered, holding onto the toilet behind him, thrusting his hips while his upper body leaned back to balance him.

I was already beside him, ready to take his place.

The girl moaned and smacked her lips. “Juicy,” she whispered, and my mind ignited with wild ideas.

“Is Michael still there?” she asked, just as Tom regained his strength.

Michael stood there, stroking himself. He was the dark skinned one amongst us. He held his thick, black cock in his hands, moving his firm grip up and down while his eyes wandered over the scene.

“I’m here,” Michael replied.

“You’re next. For now, just watch.” She turned her attention to me. She spat on my cock, which was now firmly in the glory hole. She stroked it a few times, leaving a wet, feathery slap, and then I felt it—the unmistakable heat of her pussy lips pressing against mine.

She turned her waist in half-circles, leaving me desperate for more. She rubbed and humped, and when she finally pressed herself onto me, she didn't let me go all the way in. Instead, she pushed her ass away and swallowed me in her mouth again.

I wanted to be mad, but the sensation drove me insane. I wanted to be where they had all been. It was my turn to ruin her. She had let all of them have their way; why was she teasing me?

When I felt her warm, tight slit, I couldn’t help but buck my hips forward, not caring about the wall in front of me. She pushed back, and my dick pumped as she pulled me deep into her.

“You are the best slut I have ever had,” I found myself saying. I wanted to hold her ass, to spank her, and tie her down.

I couldn't lie; there was something about being restrained, but if I had things my way, I would tie her down and fuck her senseless. I wouldn’t stop until she was red and sore, pleading for me to let her breathe.

I tried to ram inside her, but she moved with such strength. She pushed her ass back, fucking me with hard, powerful strokes. I lost my mind when she twirled her hips. She seemed to have elevated a leg onto the toilet seat, giving her the perfect leverage.

She pushed back and cried out.

“Are you having the best time of your life?” I asked, breathless. “You’ve been taking us all three all afternoon, you fucking stallion.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” she cried as she slammed against me. “Think of me as your little slut princess. I want to be ruined. I can take all of you and I want more. Give me everything!”

I didn’t need to look to know the other guys were hard again. They all wanted another round, and I wanted it just as badly. My time was nearing its end.

I tried to hold back, but she was such a turn-on, and I had never felt anything this good. I didn’t even have the strength to hold back. I just lost it.

My blood spiked and my cock pumped, and in one final, deep thrust, I emptied myself deep inside her. If she let me, I would eat my cum off her pussy, and fuck her all over again.