Sweaty Warehouse Fever: Dildos Ignite My Raw Gangbang

Sweat pours down my bare chest in the stifling warehouse. Tin roof traps the summer heat like a furnace. I’m 22, shirtless in shorts, unloading trucks alone. Heart hammers from the grind. Then a van rolls in. Small load. Driver tosses boxes. I sign, he splits.

Two cartons at once. First slips. Crashes open. Dildos spill out. Black, pink, veined monsters in plastic. Cheeks burn. I scramble to repack. Fingers graze one. Thick latex. Cool. Smooth. My cock surges free from my short’s leg. Throbs hard. Pre-cum beads. I stroke it while eyeing the fake cocks.

The Irresistible Fever

Rage inside. Pack it feverish. Stack it away. But obsession grips. All day, bulge strains. Cock leaks nonstop. Night comes. Jerk off furious. Finger my ass dreaming of those beasts. Virgin to toys. Fingers only. Now this.

Next dawn. Rush to work. Bolt to the box. Rip it open. Black dildo first. Unwrap. Caress the swollen head. My dick steel-hard. Pull it out. Suck the cold gland. Fills my mouth. Pump my meat. Saliva drips. Switch to veined one. Deeper throat. Lost in the maze of my cardboard fortress.

Strip naked. Heart races wild. Lub lube vials gleam. Fate calls. Hear my name. Boss. Panic. Stuff cock in shorts. Bulge obscene. Meet him. Eyes rake my slick torso. Down to crotch. Hand clamps shoulder. Fingers dig muscle. Cock leaps back full mast. Visible tent.

‘You like touch? Excited?’ His hand dives between thighs. Fingers my bulge. Sweat floods. Breath heaves. Other hand gropes ass. Yanks shorts down. Bare ass exposed. ‘Love men?’ ‘Yes.’ He jerks me slow. Pushes to my lair. Spots dildos. ‘Sucking these? Slut.’

Nude again. Suck black one for him. He sits. Pants tented. Jerks through fabric. I pose. Foot up. Ass spread. He unleashes thick stub cock. Faps hard. I crave it.

The Savage Blaze

Boss groans. Cock softens on call. Two old timers arrive. Warehouse vets. Burly forties guy. Pot-bellied fifty. They circle. Hands roam me. Suck boss deep. Switch to forties’ long meat. Throat fucks. They build altar of boxes. Lie back. Legs high.

Fifty lubes huge smooth dildo. Presses my hole. Slides in easy. ‘Not first time, whore.’ Pounds deep. I moan loud. Writhing. ‘Fuck me!’ They cheer. Swap to monster veined. Stretches me wide. Guts churn. Bliss pain. Suck one. Jerk other. Boss above. ‘Love it, slut.’

Pull toy. Forties rams real cock. Belly slaps ass. Brutal thrusts. Boss swaps. Thick pounder. Then fifty. Flip doggy. Hands grip hips. Caloused. Rotate. Sweat flies. Grunts echo. Cocks own me.

Boss pulls out. Jets cum on belly. Thick ropes. Milk him dry. Forties next. Floods me. Fifty seals. Pool of seed. Finger scoop. Eye contact. Lick clean. Swallow mix. Their jaws drop.

My cock rages untouched. Grip. Stroke furious. Balls tight. Erupt. Arcs high. Splats hot on skin. They stare. Skin burns. Heart slows. Cum dries sticky. First company fuck. Mature pervs. Not gay. Just hungry. Changed everything. That summer scorched endless.