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Chapter 3
by
thatrandomhuman
Whose day do we follow?
Birthday Boy Bukkake
Richard woke up with the blindfold on. His husband Ken stopped him from taking it off. Ken had helped him into the car but didn't let him get dressed in anything first.
"Y'know I like to wear pants if we have to go out."
"I know. But trust me when we get to your surprise, you'll know why you're nude. Besides I prefer you like this." Ken then realized he had another excuse. "And you may as well go around in your birthday suit, on your birthday."
Richard was excited, Ken never let him down before. It was rare they had to leave the house. The previous year Ken had just made it a stay-at-home day and didn't let anyone bother them. That was a tougher year, this year however had been much nicer, and it seemed Ken was able to adapt, as he always had.
The car came to a stop. Ken told Richard to wait as he got out of the car, ran around to the other side, and helped Richard out. He couldn't tell where they wear but as Ken let him into the building, he knew he liked the smell.
Ken kept him walking, "Okay, okay now stop." Ken got close to his husband and whispered, "get on your knees, slut." Richard obeyed and suddenly had a semi-decent idea of what was going on. Especially when he heard the people approach him, then crowd around him.
He felt what he could only guess was Kens hands untie the blind fold, he was quite good with his hands. The blind fold fell away, and Richard found him face to face a cock, and another next to it, and another, and another. He was surrounded by men he didn't recognize all with hard cocks, mimicking his own rock-solid shaft.
"Fuck me." Richard said under his breath at the mere sight. He was already drooling.
"Happy birthday hun." Ken spoke up. Richard looked to see his husband with an equally stiff cock and rubbing it vigorously.
Ken didn't let Richard respond and instead shot a few ropes of cum directly onto Richard's face. This was then followed by the group of maybe ten or more cock wielders shooting their loads all over the birthday boy.
Richard tried to catch what he could in his mouth, but there was so much. His face and torso were nearly pearly white. He couldn't stop his own cock cumming when loads dripped onto it.
When a member of the circle came, they moved back a few steps prepped themselves again. Again, and again they would unload onto Richard, step back, maybe get a drink of water before their cock would be filled with blood again. Then they would come back release another explosion of man milk. When they left the circle Richard was able to see the rest of the building, seems Richard had set up an early morning bukkake at the "Cum-and-go". Despite the name sounding cheesy it was one of the oldest sex club chains and a relatively fancy one.
Coat after coat of jizz was applied to Richard over several hours. Richard came a few times but enjoyed basking in the warm liquid more than anything. This was the first time he had this much on him, Ken must've spent a pretty penny to get so many studs.
Richard didn't realize it was over until Ken wiped his eyes. "Have fun?" Ken asked.
Ken "Yeah."
"Still have room?"
"Huh?" Richard swallowed a load of cum he scooped from himself.
"Dinner? Your parents were taking us out for your birthday? Surely you still got a little room left."
"Right, yeah when is it?"
"A little over an hour from now. Plenty of time to clean up."
"Clean up? Why would I want to clean up your gift to me so soon?" He scooped another glop of the white syrup into his mouth. "Although I may end up cleaning up before then."
"Well in that case..." Ken stood up, his cock bouncing with excitement at the sight of watching his husband enjoy the anonymous cum. "...I better keep up your appearance."
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Total Sexworld
A world of fucking
A sexually open world similar to our own.
Updated on Jun 4, 2026
by thatrandomhuman
Created on Jun 24, 2024
by thatrandomhuman
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