> ## Content Index > Fetch the complete content index at: https://www.gtv.blue/llms.txt > Use this file to discover other available public pages before exploring further. # A wHOLE new world - URL: https://www.gtv.blue/a-whole-new-world/ - Published: 2026-09-15T23:01:00.000Z - Updated: 2026-09-16T10:54:29.000Z - Description: Fisting fun. - Author: News - Tags: Erotic Fiction ### Written by Ricky The assembled group moaned in approval as Mike pulled his seed-soaked cock out of me. My legs shook a little in the stirrups of the sling and I tried to catch my breath after the latest forceful fuck. I felt so exposed, with my dripping hole so on display, but the guys looked so happy as they continued stroking their hard cocks around me. Smiles appearing on their face as they looked at my face and my arse. Len, the most vocal of the spectators, stepped forward as Mike finished kissing me and pulled back. I thought for a moment that he was going to fill the void of Mike’s shaft with his own, but he had other intentions. Instead, he roughly inserted his fat finger into my hole, I was still tingling from the thrusts it had endured. “You’re so open.” he exclaimed. “My digit feels good there doesn’t it?” he asked. I could only groan in approval, feeling the sensitivity of it rubbing where I’d just been fucked. Len inserted another finger with his first and twisted his hand, circling the inside of my ring and massaging me inside. He then pulled his fingers further apart, exposing even more of my gape to the onlookers, their faces in awe at the sight I couldn’t see. Len moved his index and middle finger, stretching my hole to the right and making room to slip the same two digits of his left-hand in. My freshly fucked hole gave little resistance as he, with the help of Mike’s slick cum, put four fingers in my freshly fucked hole, and was stretching my hole open for the horned men to witness. I was so on show and I was powerless to stop it, swearing at the pleasure his fingers were giving me. I was moaning loudly now, it is such a new sensation, being manhandled like this as the tension in my muscled sphincter relaxed, encouraging him to continue this examination. “Good Boy! You’re such an open hole” Len reminded me as he pulled his fingers further apart. I couldn’t stop thinking about that feeling, how I hadn’t experienced such a sensitive pleasure administered to my butt like that. Had I been missing this intense tingling the whole time? Getting fucked feels great, getting a thick cock in and the rub of it working to hit my prostate. But this gentle and intentional stretching, this unhurried massaging and worship, I want more of it. Luckily Nathan said he had some experience and suggested we give it a go. I already felt so comfortable with him so I knew I was in good hands. His thick moustache perfectly framed his cheeky smirk as he took the glass from my hand and began kissing me. He slipped his fingers under my waistband and pulled my trousers down to reveal my jock, and began rubbing his thumb across the wet patch forming on the front of them. I swear his arse was even thicker than I remembered, my tongue didn’t feel nearly big enough to worship his hairy hole the way it deserved. But he seemed extremely happy with my efforts, sat on my face with his hands working up and down my shaft. I could have stayed there eating that cake for hours, but we had other plans, and I was aware of the mixture of nerves and excitement I felt when Nathan suggested we move to his bedroom. I got on my back and bent my knees as instructed. He told me to breathe and to trust him, that I should keep telling him how I felt and what I needed. The weed gummy we’d split wasn’t going to help with this, but I said I’d continue communicating and only use the poppers when I really felt I needed to. He kissed me deeply again, reassuring me that he was about to take care of me, that I was going to discover just how good my arse could feel. The thick lube felt cold and wet, making me quiver. Nathan chuckled, that beautiful smile calming me as his hand smeared the gel over my hole. I released the deep breath he’d encouraged me to take and pushed down as he easily placed two fingers in, pressing them further and down, then just as easily drawing them out. The sensation of this slow insertion and removal was so familiar, but this offered something else, a more considerate intention of more to come. I slowed down my breath to match the steady pace of his fingers rhythmically sliding in and out, remembering to inhale more and to relax. I took a small hit of poppers when Nathan added a third finger to his insertion. The huff helped and I could feel my muscle ring easing to let him in whilst he went deeper into my passage. Nathan bent his fingers, so the joints of his digits rubbed along the folds within me, encouraging me to open up more. I had expected to feel full or in pain, but this felt like the most amazing massage. My slightly stoned mind thought that gay spas should charge good money for this internal rectal massage, it was blissful and euphoric, why didn’t more spas offer this? This felt so intense and so sensual. I could hear the squelching of the lube as he replaced all three fingers of his left with those of his right. He was now rubbing his palms together, putting the four fingers of each hand in and out of my opening, and I was moaning loudly in sheer ecstasy. And then he began to gently clap as my eyes widened. I yelped and clenched a little as he bent his fingers around my ring and proceeded to run them around the circumference of my ring, his knuckles spreading it wider as his thumb traced their passage from outside. By now I was feeling waves after wave of pleasure as he masterfully played with my gape. I was moaning and swearing as he quickened his pace and his play between my cheeks, we were almost certainly disturbing his neighbours. Nathan was getting carnal now, telling me how open I was, that he knew I could take his fist. It didn’t feel like a threat nor quite like comforting encouragement, but I really wanted to try more, if only to impress him. So I reminded myself to take some deep breaths and to relax, looking him square in those big brown eyes and nodding as I quietened down, and took a deep huff of poppers. Nathan pressed his lips on mine and inhaled the poppers I had just taken, sharing them to enjoy the headiness they provided. His lips tasted so good and, as the effects kicked in, my muscles relaxed enough for him to insert all five of his lubed fingers in. He confidently drove them further in until I could feel his knuckles stretching me open. I took a deep inhale and let out a loud guttural moan as the full length of his thumb ran past my ring up to its base, joining the rest of his hand in me. This was it, I wouldn’t get past the knuckles, I couldn’t take any more. Nathan’s eyes were wide with amazement as he looked from between my legs up to me. “Fuck, you’re so open I can see in you!” he exclaimed, and I felt so smug, so damn close to him and proud that I was giving him the satisfaction of my pleasure. He slowly pulled out a little and reverted to three fingers strumming me inside whilst rubbing my taint with his thumb. We took a short break to kiss and hold each other. Nathan asked me if I wanted to try some toys and I happily agreed. I knew his beautiful bountiful ass could take a lot and he had more experience, so my fingers were easily able to pass his ring and flutter inside, exploring his velvet-like interior, drawing out his satisfied moans. I hadn’t realised how much I would enjoy being the one to administer my hands, but watching him purr in ecstasy only made my cock leak more. I wanted to drive deeper into him, to continue my exploration. I wanted to give him the pleasure he had just bestowed upon me, thank him and show him how much more I wanted it. Eventually we grabbed our extra-large, veined dildos and positioned ourselves so we could see each other’s faces whilst accessing each other’s butts. We took our huffs and began inserting at a slow steadiness, lightly pressing them into each other’s lube soaked pussies. It wasn’t long before, fuelled by the sight of each other’s faces contorting in pleasure and groans, we had picked up the rhythm and were forcefully fucking each other, the gunge and toys in our stretched holes playing an orchestra of squelches and pops. Both of us were moaning and writhing, daring each other to go harder and deeper. Gone was the kind considered care, and in its place was a primal need to feel so much more in me and in him. In this moment I knew I had tapped into something new, a deeper desire I had not felt before. I wanted to be stretched, filled and fully explored. And this was just the beginning. --- *This story was written as part of a* [*Naked Men Talking Writing Workshop*](https://www.gtv.blue/i-write-erotic-gay-fiction/)*, in response to the prompt "Discovering". 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