Monday, March 16, 2009

Battered Rectum Ring

Battered Rectum Ring

Ron helped Analboy climb into the sling and he laid in it, his feet in the straps, his legs spread widely.. Once his open asshole was gaped out, he drove his fist back inside his rectum and began to punch fuck him. Johnny threw his head back and succumbed to the fury of his fisting. Besides holding onto the sling all he did was moan MORE! MORE! Over and over. He obliged by driving his hand deeper and deeper, rocking him around on the sling. He continued to fuck his with his clenched fist even through his squirting cock. Analboy likes to stop the fisting after he cums, because is asshole spasms so violently, but Ron continued to devastate his assring thru the spasms
At one point he told him to go deeper, to slam through the colon bend muscle . He was already well in past his wrist but he redoubled his efforts. His bicep bulged with the force of his thrusts and when he penetrated into the anal bend ring Johnny's mouth flew open in a silent scream. It looked as if the air had been knocked out of him. His forearm slid fully inside his rectum and colon to the elbow. Watching him intently he corkscrewed his arm, worming in even deeper. Johnny bucked in the sling, aching his back, as another orgasm swept over him. His asshole was spasming out torrents of rectal juice. every time his elbow was taken outside he pulled a flow of his juice with it. It coated his belly, splashed over his arm and pooled on the floor. Others, their clothes long since removed had started to gather on the stage around Johnny.
He was gasping now as he took long deep strokes, pulling his arm out to the wrist and sinking it back in past the elbow. He bent forward and glared at him, grabbing his arm and screaming at him to go harder, destroy his asshole. Another guy slipped into position and started working his nuts also. He worked his tied off nuts slowly, while the first guy continued to fist him out. Another guy had gotten behind him and was furiously stroking his cock. With his free hand he grabbed his hair and pulled his head back. He laid back in the sling, his head dropped back, mouth open. He shoved his cock into his mouth and didn't stop until it was buried in his throat. With each stroke his throat would collapse when he withdrew and bulge out on the in stroke. Within a couple of minutes he froze, his balls pressed against his forehead and filled his throat with his cum. Another guy immediately took his place and fucked his face until he came. Probably seven or eight guys pumped their loads into his throat. Some were still spurting when he would get pulled off their cocks by the fisting he was taking.
Another guys started running his finger beside the arm, that was stretching his assring muscle to the maximum limit. He wanted so bad to get double ass fisted. Totally ruining his ring muscle. Then he grabbed two of the straps supporting the sling and pulled hard, trying to force him body forward onto the arms. His eyes were watering and he was snarling at them to drive both fists in, stretch him more.
They worked their hands in deeper by using short violent stabs that shook his body in the sling. He pulled himself back against their thrusts in an attempt to take more. Suddenly he grabbed the supporting straps even more tightly and pulled his body high, convulsing around the arms buried in his as they finally battered their way deep inside.
Johnny's back snapped rigid and straight when a large dildo was slid between the hands and entered his rectum. He seemed to leap straight up, his body rigid. With all his weight supported on the hands inside his body he slid down the arms and dildo. His body dropped down until three were inside, his asshole spreading obscenely, almost tearing the ring muscle
Johnny's wildly flailing arms grabbed a couple of the support lines for the sling and he tried to haul himself up off the arms. When I saw this I started forward to stop them but then Johnny dropped his weight back on the arms. He did this a few times more before his strength gave out. Realizing that he wasn't finished yet I came over to him and cupped my hands, fingers laced together under one of his feet and hoisted him up. A guy on his other side followed my lead and together we gave him stirrups for his feet. Johnny was able to use these to force himself up and then drop down on their arms. We pulled him up with our hands and fucked him on the fists buried in his asshole.
I felt his legs relax as he began to orgasm. His body collapsed, just shaking in convulsions of lust. His body leaned back as far as it could, his arms and legs dangling as his entire body vibrated with his orgasm, the anal ring trying to clamp down on the arms, devastating the ring mucle. In every little crevice and space between the arms his rectal juice squirted out. As he slumped over the arms the folks holding him up began to march around the room, Johnny suspended above them, his limbs swaying with their movements as he continued to vibrate throughout his body. He was bounced and jostled as the marched about.
The most Johnny could do was mutter for more, to ruin my rectum, to never stop. It was an incredible site. He was was slumped over arms buried inside him, shaking uncontrollably, juice running from his vastly stretched asshole. People following him around, cocks rigid. The ones holding him up were tiring and they staggered back towards the stage and began to lower him down. A guy behind him grabbed him by the shoulders and they laid him on a mat at the edge of the makeshift stage. As they began to withdraw their hands men were standing over him and jacking off, cum coating his body.
Even while hands were being withdrawn from his asshole others were being forced inside. He now had two fresh male arms inside him, his stretched asshole lips obscenely wrapped around two biceps. Johnny laid on his back, a cock in each hand, milking them, turning his face back and forth to see which one would cum first and feed him with what he needed, he needed his battered asshole filled with cum. He still had enough strength to hump against the two arms inside him while begging the men to cum in his battered asshole. I didn't see how he had taken this much, let alone more. The mass sticking out his asshole dwarfed his thigh, it was way more than if he had a third leg growing between his other two. Johnny screamed in triumph when one of the cocks exploded and creamed his asshole opening, as they guys pumped the cum into him with there arms. Using the last of his energy he pushed against all two arms. Together the two moved back, dragging Johnny along by his asshole. They stood up and lifted him off the edge of the stage. Moving back, Johnny dangled from theirs arms. The only weight not borne by his rectum was the two cocks he still held. When they came his hands slipped off them and he was suspended solely by his asshole. The people holding him up began to dance and shake, tossing Johnny about. He reached up his body, trying to get a grip on the arms as he moaned, another orgasm washing through him, sending of the series of violent anal spasms, making his asshole even more ruined. Unable to hold on, his arms dropped to the side and his legs and arms thrashed wildly about as he was shaken by his asshole.
Finally the pulled out, the wrecked asshole gaped the size of a softball, non-closing and red. His rectum would never be the same again.
The end