Breeding the Cumdump: Eight Loads Deep

The studio lights burned hot on my skin as I dropped onto that black leather couch, legs spread wide in my grey sweats. Eight ripped guys—buzzcuts, beards, tanks clinging to pecs like second skins—circled me tight, their musky cologne mixing with that fresh sweat scent that made my hole twitch. One Latino hunk with a sleeve tat gripped my knee, thumb pressing up my inner thigh, whispering, “Ready to get filled, cumdump?” Fuck, my dick leaked pre-cum into my sweats just from their hungry stares, bulges straining those thin fabrics.

They didn’t waste time. Hands yanked my tank off, exposing my smooth chest, then shoved me back onto the platform beside the couch. Now flat on my back, sweatpants tugged down to my ankles, I stared up at their circle—tanks still on some, but cocks springing free from sweatpants, veiny and thick, slapping against thighs. The bald daddy vibe I rocked had them feral; one blond knelt, pinching my nips hard enough to arch me off the mat. “Look at this greedy fuckhole,” growled a bearded brute, spitting on my exposed ass as they stripped naked, bodies gleaming under the lights—abs rippling, balls heavy and swinging.

Naked now, they swarmed. I flipped to all fours instinctively, ass up high, and they grabbed my hips, cocks jerking inches from my face. The musky tang of their crotches hit me like a drug—salty skin, faint piss whiff from unwashed morning woods. One shoved his fat uncut dick past my lips, skull-fucking shallow while another spread my cheeks. Then the facesit: this smooth jock with a killer V-taper squatted right over my mug, his pink pucker kissing my mouth. “Eat it, slut,” he moaned, grinding down. I dove in tongue-first, lapping that clean, tangy hole, his ass sweat dripping down my chin as I rimmed deep, prostate bumping my nose. Around us, fists pumped cocks—pre-cum strings flying, wet schlicks echoing.

He hopped off, and they flipped me missionary-style on the platform, legs hoisted over shoulders. First cock breached raw—no lube but spit and my own slobber—stretching my ring with a burn that turned to bliss. “Fuck, so tight for a cumdump,” the top grunted, pounding balls-deep, sweat flying off his brow onto my abs. Others jerked over me, feeding me dick between thrusts, throats bulging on deepthroats till I gagged cum bubbles. Switch after switch: doggy slams shaking my core, riding one reverse while sucking two, asses eaten mid-fuck. Loads erupted—hot ropes painting my face, flooding my guts in creamy creampies that squelched out with each new bare cock. Eight breeders, eight floods, my belly bloating, hole gaping and farting seed.

Shit, reliving it has me stroking now, hole aching empty. But little did I know, the cameras caught every drop for their “Watch Cumdump Sluts Bareback” drop—and those fans demanded round two with toys…