How many cocks can a pig bottom take? Emrys Angel, Derek Defendi, Buck Richards & more – SayUncle

Title: “Pig Bottom’s Cocksbetter Appetite”

The anticipation was thick in the air as the scene unfolded. Buck Richards, the master of ceremonies, stood front and center, eyeing his prey with a wolfish grin. Emrys Angel, a skinny, tattooed twink with a insatiable appetite for cock, knelt before him, his watering mouth mere inches from Buck’s throbbing member.

“I’ve got three questions for you, pig,” Buck growled, his voice dripping with sadistic glee. “First, how many dicks can you deep throat at once without gagging? Second, how many loads can you take before you’re filled to the brim? And lastly, how many studs can fuck your tight little hole without breaking you?”

Emrys, his eyes glazed over with lust, simply whimpered in response. It was clear that the pig bottom was ready to take on the challenge.

Buck didn’t hesitate. He thrust his cock forward, immediately stuffing it down Emrys’ eager throat. The young man gagged and sputtered, but he didn’t back down. In fact, his eyes lit up with a fire that said he was ready for more.

As if on cue, Derek Defendi stepped up behind Emrys, his massive black cock swinging heavy between his legs. He grabbed the twink’s hips and pulled him back, spearing his tight hole with one swift thrust.

Emrys cried out around Buck’s cock, but it quickly turned into a whine of pleasure as Derek began to piston in and out of him, his huge black balls slapping against Emrys’ tiny white ones.

Buck pulled out, allowing Emrys a moment to gasp for air before plunging back in, his cock forcing its way down the twink’s throat. Emrys took it like a champ, his eyes rolling back in his head as he was used on both ends.

The two men set a brutal pace, fucking Emrys with a merciless intensity. Buck grunted as he slammed into the tight heat of Emrys’ throat, while Derek snarled behind him, his hips snapping forward with calculated force.

It wasn’t long before a third cock, belonging to an anonymous stud, appeared in front of Emrys’ face. He opened his mouth obediently, allowing the new dick to take up residence alongside Buck’s.

The pig bottom’s throat bulged obscenely as he struggled to accommodate the two thick shafts, drool leaking from the corners of his mouth and running down his chin. But still, he didn’t complain. In fact, he looked like he was in heaven, lost in a world of pure pleasure.

As the men fucked his mouth and ass with abandon, Emrys started to shake. He was edging, his own pathetic little cock flicking and thrumming against his belly. But he didn’t get to come yet. He had to earn it.

Buck and Derek pulled out simultaneously, leaving Emrys empty and wanting. But they weren’t done with him yet. They flipped him over and pulled him to the edge of the bed, making him kneel with his face pressed to the mattress and his ass high in the air.

Then, the real fun began.

Six cocks, long and thick and rock hard, lined up behind the pig bottom, ready to claim their prize. The first one slammed in, not even bothering to push the pucker open, just driving forward and forcing it to stretch around his girth.

Emrys screamed, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the sheets. But that scream quickly turned into a moan of pure, unadulterated bliss. Because this was what he lived for. This was what he needed.

The cocks began to move, trading off spot after spot, fucking Emrys’ ass with a force that would have shattered a normal man. But Emrys wasn’t normal. Emrys was a pig bottom, built to take a pounding.

He started to count out loud, his voice cracking with each brutal thrust. “Six… seven… Eight…” He lost track after ten, his brain fried with pleasure.

All he knew was the heat, the skin slapping skin, the groans and grunts of satisfied men. He was a receptacle, a fuck toy, a hole to be used and abused. And he loved it.

The first man came, his cock twitching as he pumped Emrys full of hot, sticky cum. The pig bottom’s moan turned into a wail of ecstasy as the cream filled him, his own cock pulsing in time with each spurt.

But the men didn’t stop. They just kept fucking, determined to fill the twink to the brim. By the time the sixth cock had its turn, Emrys was one big, sloppy cock warmer, slime dribbling from every available hole.

He didn’t even flinch when the stud hammered home, his balls bouncing off the back of Emrys’ cumfilled ass. The pig bottom just sighed, his body limp and satisfied.

When it was finally over, Emrys lay there on the bed, his holes leaking and used, his body marked with the cum of his conquest. There were handprints on his hips, bite marks on his thighs, and his hole was gaping and red.

But Emrys had never looked more content. He licked his lips, savoring the taste of cum, and smiled. “You call that a gangbang?” he taunted, his voice hoarse and ragged. “Doesn’t even break my record.”

Buck laughed, high fiving Derek and the other studs. “I guess you were right,” he said to his buddy. “That’s one cockbottom I can’t break.”