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Spreading the Sunshine Too Far

On my first night in the prison cell block, Jaxx told me to expect to be passed around to other inmates and some of the guards. So I wasn’t all that surprised when it began to happen, particularly given that Aidan had started pimping me out on Friday nights. I’d been in the prison for maybe a month when Jaxx whored my holes to one of Black Godz for the first time. The lucky stud happened to be Jamar.

It happened almost casually one evening after dinner. The two Godz were bullshitting in the yard while Aidan and I stayed a respectful distance away, watching carefully for signs that one of them wanted something. During a pause in the conversation, Jamar gave me a long look, almost like he was seeing me for the first time, and asked, “When you gonna let me use your boi, Jaxx? The little bitch has one helluva nice ass. That and his long blond surfer hair and pretty face won’t quit.” Aidan frowned and a sullen look crossed his face. I sensed what might have been a tiny bit of jealousy, but of course he kept his mouth shut.

“When do you want him? That boy has an ass made for dick.”

“You ain’t stretched his boi pussy too much?”

“You tell me after you’ve boned him. You want him now? We got more than an hour before lockdown.”

Jamar gave me a lecherous grin. “Yeah, why not? I think it’s time I get my hands around the ho’s ass and dip my dick in his cute little boi pussy.” He slowly got up and ambled toward the cell blocks, giving me a challenging glare as he passed. Aidan set off after Jamar, and Jaxx gave me a clenched jaws frown and gestured for me to follow.

Inside the cell block, Jamar told the guards that I was gonna fix something in his cell. The only thing I’d be fixing was relieving the pressure on his balls, but the guards shrugged and let the three of us enter. Not knowing what would happen, my heart was beating rapidly.

Once in the cell, Jamar turned to face me, groping his junk. “Jaxx, he know a good piece of ass when he find it. I jus hope he ain’t ruined your boi pussy. But I guess we find out.” He pulled off his shirt, revealing a huge shelf of muscles across his big chest that I’d seen frequently in the yard, but not up close. He was less slender and more of a body builder than Jaxx, which was probably why he couldn’t match Jaxx’s ripped abs. He casually pulled his pants and underwear down, stepping out of them and exposing a thick cut shaft that bobbed free. The hunk of man meat curved wickedly to the left, capturing my attention. I didn’t think it quite matched Jaxx’s monster, but I couldn’t tell for sure since it wasn’t hard yet.

Jamar grabbed his junk and sneered at me as he squeezed. “Drop those clothes. You’re gonna use that white boy ass to get me off. Whut the fuck you think you’re here for?”

I was accustomed to moving quickly when Jaxx ordered me around, so I jumped to comply and stripped in two quick motions. Some of the same aura emanated from Jamar that I sensed in Jaxx – the dominance, control, and power of the stud – but it wasn’t as strong. Still, I was excited, and the only reason I wasn’t boned was that I was nervous.

Still squeezing the base of his cock, he said, “Your pretty mouth any good at giving head? I imagine so. Jaxx wouldn’t have it any other way.”

It was obvious what the stud wanted, so I wasted no time, dropping to my knees and reaching for his beer can cock. It didn’t feel quite as heavy as Jaxx’s, but I was still holding a huge slab of dark meat. I began licking, working the head and maneuvering it down my throat. There was none of the ripe taste that I sometimes got from whatever was lodged inside Jaxx’s foreskin, or for that matter Aidan’s. Maybe I’d been conditioned because the first two dicks I’d sucked were uncut, but I kinda liked the masculine taste and smell of an uncut cock.

My Friday night sessions with my buddy Aidan had demonstrated the wisdom of taking a cock before Jaxx buttboned me, although as Jamar’s pole thickened, it crossed my mind that his fat dick rammed up my ass might not be the best way to loosen my hole. Jamar gazed at me as I worked his rod with a bland smile, but he suddenly glanced at Aidan, who was watching the show from the side, and growled, “Get your ass moving. I want the ho’s boi pussy ready for my cock.” The pale white hayseed slid behind me silently and wrenched my butt cheeks apart. I felt his hot breath on my crack, and moments later he began tonguing my boi pussy. Not what I had expected.

Before I got busted into the prison, I’d made a couple of high school kids rim me, but they were rank amateurs compared to Aidan. He’d never eaten my hole on Friday nights, which made it clear Jamar’s assignment wasn’t high on Aidan’s wish list, although I suspected one of his normal jobs might be eating the ass of a boy Jamar was about to fuck.

For that matter, rimming dudes Jaxx was ready to bone might soon be one of my jobs too. He told me he’d fuck other guys in front of me and I had no doubt that he’d order me to do whatever he thought might make it better for him. It was probably only a matter of time before it happened.

The hayseed knew what he was doing and my focus soon ratcheted back and forth between feeling his tongue drilling into my hole and feeling Jamar’s thick, silky cock force open my throat, pressing to one side as it forced its way in. Aidan’s rim job felt damn good, and the anticipation of the coming fuck and the thought I was being prepared for it turned me on. My dick responded in a predictable way, rapidly stiffening.

Jamar’s fuck stick powered into an impressive erection in my mouth, and under the guise of licking his balls and cockhead, I pulled it from my throat long enough to get a good view. Not quite as long a Jaxx’s incredible dick, but probably as thick. The sharp curved added a vaguely threatening flair. It was a sleek black monster that could do a helluva lot of damage. I knew it would hurt, at least at first, but I was also confident I’d get to the point where my boi pussy felt great. Well, maybe cautiously optimistic rather than confident. Jamar’s manhood was a dangerous weapon.

The Black God never commented on my oral efforts, but after ramming his rod down my throat for several minutes, he pulled out and circled behind me. Aidan relinquished my hole and Jamar exclaimed, “Damn! That puckered pink hole doesn’t look big enough for my dick.” Of course, that observation didn’t cause him to hesitate, and I prepared myself for the coming assault as he pressed the head of his cock into my hole.

Jamar’s dick breached my sphincter and I gasped and grimaced, forcing myself to take deep breaths and relax. He continued to enter me inch by inch, occasionally hissing, “Damn, that’s tight.” My fuck chute surrendered to him with occasional stabs of pain that caused me to grit my teeth.

His dick was only halfway inside when he pulled out and spit on his rod before forcing it back into me and resuming his slow conquest of my hole. It was only a momentary respite, but it gave my ass time to relax and the monster prick didn’t hurt as much. He took possession of the last few inches of my fuck chute with a sudden thrust that made me shudder and gasp.

I knew to not make noise for fear of alerting the guards, but apparently my surprised gasp was too much for Jamar. He grabbed my long hair, wrenched my head back, and snarled in my ear. “Shut the fuck up, bitch! You’re taking my big cock and I’m gonna rape your tight boi hole. Arch your back and lemme all the way inside your asscunt. You fucking know how to take black cock!” Never mind that it wasn’t rape because I was a willing victim, but if Jamar got off on that, so what? I bent my back like he said, and his thick dick slithered another half inch inside me. I experienced the same feeling of fullness I felt with Jaxx. A Black God had penetrated all the way inside my ass and owned it. Jaxx often said my ass was made for cock and in that moment I surrendered any doubt I had about that face. At that moment I existed solely to serve a Black God by letting him fuck me into tomorrow.

The stud motioned to Aidan. “Shove your dick in the little ho’s mouth to keep him quiet. Use the bitch. Go ahead and fuck his mouth. Jaxx say you could.” Aidan wasted no time, doffing his clothes and sliding his long dong into my mouth. It was already rock hard and slippery from pre-cum.

Jamar relaxed his grip on my hair and slapped my ass a couple of times, which made considerably more noise than my earlier gasp. “Damn, we got a tight little fuck boi. Little bitch be beggin for dick by the time he’s been bred right a couple of times.”

Actually, I had already reached the point of begging. I was a total whore for black cock.

Aidan’s long thin shaft didn’t press against the sides of my throat like Jamar’s fat prick, but the horny hayseed soon was face fucking me, joining Jamar in a spit roast of holes. Ironically, he and Jarret had administered my first spit roast not long before, and I wondered if Jamar knew his boy was enjoying my ass every Friday night. I suspected not, in part because I didn’t think Aidan would have wanted Jamar to realize he wasn’t the first dude Jaxx had given me to.

It was an eye-opening spit roast. For the first time, I was dominated in both ends by big-dicked studs interested only in nutting and juicing my holes with their man seed. I loved how fully Jamar’s fat cock filled my ass, and I’d loved Aidan’s long skinny rod ever since I’d first seen it, the morning after I got thrown – literally – into the intake cell we shared briefly. It was my first black-white spit roast but I was getting off on it, and I knew it was something I’d hunger for.

My own dick was throbbing and bouncing each time Jamar thrust his big rod into my fuck chute. I was precumming like crazy too. Something about having a big black cock all the way up my ass was a turn on. Well, there was something more than just Jamar’s cock, not that his cock alone wouldn’t have turned me on. The stud had some of the same sense of power and dominance that I felt from Jaxx. I was owned and controlled by the black hunk of muscle. Having Aidan’s long pole in my mouth was hot, too, and I never got tired of scoping out his ripped farmer muscles, even if his body other than his arms and neck was as pale as a ghost. Completely smooth, too, as Aidan shaved everything the way Jamar liked. I’d probably escaped the same fate only because I was mostly smooth to begin with, although maybe Jaxx didn’t care.

Aidan slipped into the same slightly sadistic, dominant stud that he was during our Friday night fuck sessions, slapping my face and ramming his pole down my throat. I was okay with it. Well, more than okay. I was disappointed that the two big-dicked inmates had only an hour to pass me back and forth between the two as they took turns abusing my twink twat.

Meanwhile, Jamar decided he liked spanking my ass repeatedly, whether it was due to the echoing sound when he slapped it, the bright red marks left by his hand, or the reminder that he was, for the moment, my daddy. I was like a bronco he kept beating in order to cause it to buck. “Fuck! Goddam tight ass! The slut whore was frigging made to be bred like a bitch! I’m gonna seed his twat!”

Although Jamar had a head start, Aidan nutted first, taking a deep breath and shoving his cock down my throat as it lurched and his load fired into my guts. Happily I got some of his thick cum on my tongue. I loved the taste and texture of the farm boy’s ball juice.

Jamar wasn’t far behind. I sensed he was getting close and sure enough, he rammed his tool into my hole so hard that I practically swallowed Aidan’s softening prick. He continued to thrust into me as his cock spewed ball juice into my hole. Soon sucking sounds were coming from by boi hole as he snowballed me, working his spunk deep into my fuck tunnel.

After firing his load, Jamar wanted my mouth and Aidan was only too happy to have a go at my ass. The dude could get hard superfast after cumming, which he did, fisting his fuck stick back into an erection and shoving it into my sloppy chute. He churned Jamar’s big load into cum butter, pummeling my boi pussy as I coaxed Jamar’s big monster back into an erection. Aidan seemed to be rushing to nut, and it wasn’t long before he spermed my ass, shooting his second load in less than 15 minutes. I soon understood why he’d been in a hurry. Once Jamar was hard again, he reclaimed possession of my asscunt; he wouldn’t have waited for his boy toy to finish, and Aidan knew that.

By the time I left their cell, minutes before the inmates were rounded up for the night, two of Jamar’s loads were dripping from my ass along with one of Aidan’s. I’d also chowed down on two of Aidan’s thick helpings of ball juice. I wondered if Jamar would skip fucking the white boy after the lights went out, but if the Black God still wanted a piece of ass, Aidan was in for a long butt pounding, since he’d be cumming for the third time.

I was lightheaded as I slipped into the cell I shared with Jaxx, and when the lights went dark and the King of the Black Godz crawled onto my back, I was quickly overcome and desperate for his cock. Whether he understood that or not, he acted like it, keeping my face buried in my pillow and repeatedly ramming his hard shaft into my sloppy boi pussy. I’d been stretched out by taking three loads, and Jaxx’s big tool didn’t hurt but instead felt wonderful. My prick was crushed beneath me, ready to spew my boi juice at any moment.

I was on cloud nine as the Black stud settled into a thorough buttfucking of my hole. He drilled into me deeply, pulled out, and slammed back inside me, massaging my prostate and giving me even more of the intoxicating sensation of his dominance and superiority. It was almost mystical, like I was high on booze, dope, and drugs, even though it had been over a month since I had any of that. My ass felt complete and perfect with Jaxx’s manhood inside it. He pummeled me for a long time, causing me to cum hands-free before he nutted himself. He stayed inside me, never getting completely soft, before starting round two. This time he stood me up, crushing me against the hard, concrete wall of the jail cell. When he pulled out after seeding me the second time, I happily went through my usual routine – kissing his long, slender feet, carefully cleaning his cock with my mouth and watching him after he dropped onto his bed. I never ceased to love seeing his incredible body naked.

It was the best night’s sleep I’d had in prison. Jaxx never said anything about having loaned me to Jamar, but the way the stud fucked me that night made it feel like he was reclaiming his property, making sure I remembered what it was like to be fucked royally, by royalty.

The episode with Jamar broke the dam, and suddenly it was hunting season on my holes. Jaxx made it a regular routine to offer the use of them to one of the Godz. Word got out quickly that he’d declared my ass fair game, and the Black studs lined up to get their rocks off, not that they didn’t dump cum in other inmates whenever they wanted. But I was the prize of the moment, the blond twink with the model looks they hadn’t yet used as a cum dump.

They universally treated me as a piece of meat, something to be slapped around, fucked hard and spermed deep. I never figured out if that was their normal conduct or if they reserved something special for me due to my ill-advised use of the N-word, my long hair, my pretty boy status, or something else. At least I never suffered a broken bone or anything serious, although I endured an array of bruises.

The worst was when two of the Godz took me at the same time and spit roasted me. They showed off and competed to see who’d deliver the most brutal butt bashing. With two of the Godz rutting in my holes, I got an extra dose of their aura, the sensation I felt around Jaxx – the dominance, control and superiority that was on the edge of my senses. I got a little high from it as they passed me back and forth. When Jaxx delivered the final fuck of my sorry ass later that night, with my knees pressed to the side of my head and my ass pointed toward the ceiling, I felt like I’d been high for hours. I jizzed my own face like two minutes after he penetrated me.

I never figured out what Jaxx got out of giving me away. Maybe it was nothing more than chits for the future. Maybe he was making good on favors the Godz had done for him. Hell, maybe he was just sharing his toy. I had mixed feelings about it. I was convinced no dude could fuck me the way he could and did. I would have loved it if he kept me for himself, but giving me away to the other Godz made the point that he owned me and emphasized that he was the dominant alpha stud and I was a submissive bottom boi. That kinda turned me on, and the idea of getting other cocks in my ass was engaging too.

Meanwhile, the Friday night fucks with Aidan continued. As soon as dinner was over and the dining room cleared out, my buddy guided me to the storage room behind the library and bonked my butt, sliding his long pale dong into my hole and juicing it a couple of times. Another inmate or two would show up and get their rocks off too, in a sort of a United Nations assault on my boi hole. Asian, Latino, Black, white, you name it. Hell, I think I got drilled by an Eskimo, who totally knew how to use an ass. Maybe those long winter nights meant the stud had nothing to do but fuck for hours.

I left the storage room with several huge loads of ball cream in my mouth and several leaking from my boi pussy. I naively assumed Aidan was prison savvy enough not to be pimping me out without Jaxx’s permission, but it turned out he had a reckless streak that I hadn’t accounted for. After maybe three months, I was bent over the storage room table with a skinny Black boy’s buttbanger stuffed in my mouth and Aidan’s his long pole all the way up my ass. The Black boy had already nutted in my bum – twice – so it was wet and wide open. Suddenly, he stopped pounding my face and exclaimed, “Fucking shit!” He quickly pulled out and I looked over my shoulder to see what spooked him. Jaxx and Jamar were standing in the doorway looking angry, a basketball stuffed under Jaxx’s muscular arm.

Aidan had his back to the door and didn’t immediately grasp the danger, but when the Black boy hurriedly grabbed his clothes, Aidan slowed his assault on my sloppy hole. He turned around and froze. I swear he turned even whiter than he usually was.

Jaxx glared at the Black boy and growled, “Git the fuck out of here, boy. I’ll deal with you later. And I ain’t gonna go easy on you!” The dude blinked and hustled out of the room, not even bothering to put on his shoes or shirt before he split.

The air was heavy with anticipation. I’d never seen Aidan scared as shit, but he was. “Um, Jaxx, I’m really sorry. Really sorry.” He licked his lips and said hopefully, “Uh, you said I could fuck Sunshine whenever I wanted.”

“I did. I meant it and I’m not gonna go back on my word. But did I tell you that you could whore my boy out to every loser on the cell block?”

“Um, well not exactly.”

“Shut the fuck up. Whether it’s me or Jamar, you say sir. You know damn good and well I never greenlighted you to whore Sunshine out. What the fuck were you thinking?”

Aidan started to answer, but Jaxx cut him off. “You weren’t thinking, white boy, were you? Your fucking tiny brain isn’t big enough to think. But I want you to remember what Jamar and I are about to do to you. Every excruciating moment, I want you to realize how bad you fucked up.”

Jaxx gave me an angry glare and hissed, “You stay where you are and watch. And don’t utter fucking word. Don’t open your pretty mouth. You’ve been on good behavior since you entered gen pop, so we’re cutting you a break and not delivering the lesson we’re planning for Aidan. But you’re not out of the woods and still have to answer for opening your fucking whore hole to every damn inmate around. I’ll take care of that tomorrow, understand?”

Wide eyed and in shock, I nodded. Since my first day in gen pop, I’d taken pains not to upset him and had been mostly successful, something that seemed smart with the benefit of hindsight. But I was scared shitless about what he’d do to Aidan and me.

Jamar stepped forward and with lightning quickness delivered a bitch slap to Aidan that would have knocked me unconscious. The white boy barely stayed on his feet, but not for long. “On your goddam knees, slut. You fucked up and you’re gonna pay.”

Aidan’s eyes were glazed but he was soon on the floor, holding his arms behind his back. He was sorta kneeling at attention. He looked like a helpless prisoner of war, reconciled to the coming torture. Jamar whipped out his big black cock and mercilessly shoved it down Aidan’s throat. The white boy gagged and choked, but he stayed on his knees, his eyes betraying fear.

The two Godz took turns abusing Aidan’s mouth, slapping his face relentlessly as he struggled to deep throat them. Jamar’s cock was huge, but Jaxx’s was bigger and it was clear my buddy wasn’t used to dealing with a fuck stick quite as big as it. Spittle was soon running from his mouth, dripping onto the floor. Weirdly, Aidan’s long pole was rock hard, pointing to the ceiling. As awful as the face bashing looked, it crossed my mind that Aidan might be turned on by the scene.

With the Godz’ sporting two massive, erect, spit-soaked black rods, Jamar got on the floor and planted Aidan’s boy butt on his stiff shaft. Aidan grimaced as he took the big pole, but it was clear – at least to me – that he’d done it before, although maybe not without getting loosened up first. Jamar began guiding his bare butt up and down with his big hands, thrusting up as Aidan dropped down and forcing his big cock all the way inside the white boy’s fuck chute.

I wasn’t expecting what happened next, and to this day the scene is seared in my mind. Jaxx dropped to his knees behind Aidan, stroked his hard shaft a couple of times, and then aimed his black buttbuster at the farm boy’s defenseless hole. It didn’t seem possible – his hole was fully occupied and stretched by Jamar’s big prick – but Jaxx rammed his cock inside the white boy’s hole.

Aidan cried out but the Black Godz never wavered. Jaxx forced his huge monster all the way up the white boy’s boi pussy while he screamed at the top of his lungs. Or at least he would have screamed if Jaxx hadn’t covered his mouth with a big hand. I was witnessing a brutal assault, all the while thinking that I could easily be on the receiving end of the devastating double fuck. I felt sorry for Aidan, although admittedly he’d taken a stupid chance and, if I went only by his erect dick, he was somehow turned on by the whole scene.

The Godz continued to double penetrate the poor dude, Jaxx repeatedly pulling almost all the way out and then drilling back in with a force that practically knocked the air from Aidan’s lungs. I kept expecting Aidan’s cock to soften, but it never did. The dude was clearly in agony, but for some strange reason it wasn’t impacting his erection. It was a little like his Jekyll Hyde response when he went from being my best friend to abusing me like a brutal bastard. He was suffering from the torture his ass was enduring, but his cock was hard as a rock and bobbing up and down each time his pale white ass endured a brutal thrust from Jaxx’s assault weapon.

For me, it was like watching a train wreck in slow motion while being unable to move. It seemed like the assault lasted for hours, but it couldn’t have. Jamar nutted in Aidan’s ravaged hole first, his white spunk leaking down the Godz’ rock hard fuck sticks. Not long afterward, Jaxx added his contribution to the sperm pool. Aidan was exhausted, slumping like a sack of potatoes onto Jamar. The Black God cut him no slack, rolling him over and shoving him to the floor as he rose to his feet.

Naked and with their wet, semihard cocks shining, the Godz looked amazing. Jaxx gave me a long glare, as if to say, “There but for the grace of God go you.” He finally said, “Pick your friend up and get him to the infirmary. This is just his first lesson.”

I worked there, so I knew it shut down when the prison staff left for the day. Confused, I mumbled, “Um, sir, the infirmary is closed.”

“Smart boy. We know it’s closed. But he’ll be in the right place tomorrow morning when it opens. What you witnessed was just act one.” The two mountains of muscle quickly retrieved their clothes and disappeared.

I was worried that Aidan was already seriously injured, even though the Godz apparently had more planned for him, but he snapped out of it, assuring me that he was okay. He was unsteady as we left the storage room and I made sure to keep him upright. The handful of inmates in the library gave us stunned looks, but Aidan glared at them, growling, “What the fuck you looking at!” A couple smirked and a couple averted their eyes.

As we approached the infirmary, Aidan was a little steadier and he pulled away from me. He took a deep breath and said, “Sorry for getting you in trouble. I’m sorry for everything. I had it coming, and I knew what would happen. I’m a fucking shithead. That’s why I’m here to begin with.”

He gave me a faint smile. “Double fucked by the Godz, huh? I ain’t gonna forget that for a long, long time.”

“Um, yeah, it looked like it hurt.”

“Hurt? My God, it was more painful than anything.” He blinked and added, “I’m fucked up, but I wanted it. I wanted those studs to destroy my ass. I almost came while they were double penetrating me. I would have if I hadn’t dumped a load in your tight ass first. I could fucking cum right now.”

I don’t know what came over me, but I guided him into an empty doorway and fished his cock from his pants. Amazingly, he was still semihard. I began stroking his tool, whispering, “Cum. Give me that load.” He moaned and I sank to my knees, quickly devouring his tool with my mouth. I deep throated his fuck stick and then began bobbing up and down on it. He shot in like two minutes, juicing my mouth with a huge load of ball juice that I thought would never stop spurting from his long dong. When it was over I rose to my feet, licking my lips, and he exhaled. “God, Sunshine, you are something else. You shudda kneed me in the balls instead of blowing me. Jaxx ain’t gonna go easy on you, and it’s all my fault. But you have a fucking velvet mouth and a sweet ass that won’t stop.”

“No worries. No hard feelings, okay?”

“Say that after Jaxx is done with you. I feel really bad about that.”

We approached the infirmary, which was normally locked but strangely open. I was surprised to find Jamar there, waiting with his arms crossed over his massive chest and an evil glint in his eye. I had a bad feeling about what was about to go down, but Aidan shoed me away, claiming he was fine. With a wistful look on his face, he sighed. “I love you Sunshine. You’re the best. I’m a fucked up shit brain, but you’re okay. Whatever happens, I’m really sorry.” I didn’t feel good about leaving him but had no choice.

In a fog, I made my way back to my cell. As the lights went out it was like any other night. Jaxx appeared at my bedside, grabbed my neck and forced his black rod down my throat. “Suck it bitch.”

His rod tasted different, maybe due to Aidan’s ass juice or Jamar’s babymakers. I worked the monster into a stiff erection in little time, despite the stud having blown his load in the hayseed’s abused ass less than an hour earlier. He put me on my back, my ankles on his broad shoulders, rammed his hard pole into my whore hole and delivered a brutal butt bashing. Once again I was thankful that I’d taken Aidan’s and the Black boy’s dicks in my ass earlier. My hole was sloppy and stretched, and Jaxx’s manhood didn’t hurt after the first minute or two. In no time my leaky rod was dangling in my face, bouncing each time Jaxx thrust his python into me and threatening to paint my face with my own ball juice. That happened a minute or two before the God seeded me with his spunk. He waited until his cock was done firing cum rockets, pulled out and slapped my bare buns and making my stifle a yell, and then lumbered to bed. I was left to clean up the mess on my face.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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Several lines of severe thunderstorms had rumbled through the area.  Ethan Lawrence wished that he could postpone this trip, but his mother’s birthday was the next day, and he needed to be there.  Every reason he had for going to Richardton revolved around a family member, but they were never the real reason he went.  They were all his convenient excuses, but he pushed that from his mind and concentrated on the road.  Another thirty minutes before he arrived, and he hoped to get there before the next storm rolled over him.

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Sean Johnson looked out the front window of his living room.  The sky did not appear quite as grey as it had only minutes earlier.  He knew from the television report that this was only a brief reprieve in the weather.  He wondered whether Ethan planned to attend his mother’s birthday party.  He knew he wouldn’t be going.  He hadn’t been there since Ethan’s father had placed a hand over his crotch and asked him to meet him in secret.  The interaction hadn’t prevented Ethan and Sean from maintaining their friendship all these years.

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Small hail had begun to fall as Ethan pulled into the driveway of his parents’ two-story Cape Cod.  The house had been his home, too, when he moved here at the age of fifteen.  He remembered back to that time.  Just before he found out they were moving, he had come out to his best friend Andrew.  He had a crush on Andrew’s younger brother.  Andrew had not taken the news well, and the friendship had ended.  Ethan was glad for the new start.

The hail stopped, but the rain continued to pour, so Ethan stayed in the car and continued to reminisce.  He remembered meeting Alan, who lived next door.  The two hit it off immediately.  They were like brothers, and Ethan’s life changed when he met Alan’s father Sean Johnson.  Alan’s father was all the things that Ethan’s father was not.  But Ethan didn’t want Sean Johnson to be his father.  Instead, he had developed a crush on him, and once he was eighteen, he worked up the nerve to tell Sean how he felt.  He had asked Sean to be his first lover.

The summer before Ethan went to college, Sean Johnson had shown him what true intimacy can be when two men care for one another.  He had attended college with the confidence that he would find the perfect life partner.  Now twenty-eight, he’d still never found the right man with whom he could build his life.  He had two relationships that had lasted longer than six months, but in the end, his goals and those of the men he cared about were just not close enough to allow compromise.  Ethan knew that the unhappiness of being alone was less painful than the misery of two people who had pledged to remain together but had grown to dislike, possibly even hate one another.  He’d seen it with friends; he was sure he’d witnessed it with his parents.

The rain eased up a bit, and Ethan ran for the house.  He knocked on the door, and it was answered by his sister Alice.  He had not expected to see her.

“I got here two days ago and started looking for a job.  I just don’t like the east coast.”

“What about Roger?”

Ethan’s sister seemed puzzled.  “Roger left me last month.  I thought I texted you about it.”

“You said he went to Florida, but I thought that was for a business trip.  You didn’t say he took off.”

“Well, he did; he was cheating, and they went to Florida.”

Ethan hugged his sister.  “I’m sorry.  I didn’t realize; otherwise, I’d have asked you if you needed anything.”

“I’d have let you know if I had.  Anyway, I want to take Mom out shopping tonight.  Dad’s bowling.  He said you can join him if you want.”

“No, I think I’ll take it easy.  Where’s Mom?”

“She’s getting ready; she’ll be down in a minute.”

Ethan nodded.  “I’m going to get my stuff and put it in my room.”  Ethan went to the back seat of his car, got his luggage and the bag with his mother’s present inside, and took them to his room.  He met his mother at the top of the stairs and gave her a hug and told her to have a good time.  Left all alone in the house, he looked around his old room for several minutes before heading downstairs and out the back door.

* * * *

Sean had finished dinner and was putting the dishes into the dishwasher when he heard a knock at the back door.  He opened it and found a smiling Ethan standing there.  No longer a skinny eighteen-year-old, Ethan had filled out nicely and had grown two more inches taller.  

Ethan and Sean usually met and talked when Ethan came to town, but they had not been together in the bedroom since that first summer.  Ethan came into the kitchen, and the two men hugged.  Sean noticed that Ethan’s scent was different; it was a spicy, sporty smell that seemed to stir something within him.

“I remember how I felt that day I stood in this kitchen and told you how I felt about you, Sean.”  Ethan reached for Sean’s hand and held it against his lips.

“You called me Mr. Johnson.  You were so cute and irresistible.  Now, you’ve grown into a really handsome man.”

Ethan looked into his eyes and let go of his hand.  “Am I still irresistible?”

“Time will tell,” he laughed, but he knew the two men had promised to treasure what they had and to move on, so they hadn’t been together since that summer ten years before.

“I wondered whether you’d come for your mother’s birthday.  It’s tomorrow, right?” asked Sean, but it wasn’t really a question.

“How are you able to remember things like that, I’ll never know.

Sean became uncomfortable.  He was feeling things he hadn’t felt in a while.  They were things he wasn’t used to feeling with Ethan.  “Let’s go sit in the living room.”

Ethan followed him and waited until Sean sat so he could sit in the chair closest to him.

“Ah, shit, I didn’t offer you anything to drink.”  Sean started to get up.

“I’m fine,” Ethan told him and leaned forward.  There were things he wanted to say, things he had practiced in his head.  Fear of the unknown had paralyzed him.  

“Have you been doing OK?”

“Not really.”  The words slipped out before he had a chance to vet them.

“What’s wrong, Ethan.”  There was that tone of concern, the air of caring, that had so often surrounded Ethan and made him feel safe.

“I’m just… I don’t know… Stuck in this rut.  I go to work, come home, and spend my nights and days off alone.  I’ve begun to avoid people because I feel more alone when I’m surrounded by crowds.”

“What happened with this guy Elliott?  The way you described him, he seemed perfect.”

“I came home one day to a letter.  It said that I was a wonderful guy, that any guy would be lucky to have me, and that he appreciated all I had done for him.  He said his curiosity had been satisfied and that he was going back to his wife.  By the way, I didn’t know he had a wife.  He actually wrote that life with me wasn’t any better than life with her, so he was staying with her to feel more normal.”

“I’m sorry Ethan.  You didn’t deserve that.”

“Thanks.  I’ve thought about doing what you did.  I’ve met some guys who did just that.  Well, sort of, but they’re lying to their spouses.”  Ethan shook his head.

“And times are different now.  Gay couples can adopt babies.  It’s not easy, but if you’re looking for a family…”

“I’m not.  I’m looking for a guy like you.”  Ethan’s feelings came pouring out like a downpour from a cold front.  “Every time I meet a guy, I compare him to you.  Sean’s more attractive.  Sean would hold me longer.  Sean wouldn’t say something like that.  Sean is kinder…”  Ethan’s voice began to break.  “Sean, I’ve fallen in love with you.  The years have just strengthened my feelings.  I thought that being apart would make it easier, but it’s just made me think about you more.”

Sean moved next to Ethan and hugged him.  Feeling safe in Sean’s arms, Ethan began to sob.

Sean kissed the top of his head.  Ethan meant so much to him.  After his son Shawn’s death, Ethan was the reason that Sean was able to get through that horrible period.  While Sean thought of Ethan daily, he had not realized until that moment of comforting his true feelings for the man he held in his arms.

Ethan looked up into Sean’s eyes.  “Why is it so wrong for me to be in love with you?”

Sean stood up.  He walked over to the photos on the wall and took down the one with Ethan and Shawn by the pool.  Fifteen-year-old boys with big grins looked out from the photograph.  Sean pulled it to his chest.  Ethan stood next to him.

“Is this the reason you can’t love me back?”

Sean bit his lower lip.  Sadness overwhelmed his face.

“Sean,” Ethan held his upper arms in his hands.  “I’m not the little boy in the photo.  I’ve grown up.  I was a man the first time we made love, and I’ve matured since then.  Wanting me and loving me is not a crime.”

“You’re right.  I’ve been avoiding my feelings because I felt somehow that they were wrong.  I was worried that telling you would have in some way manipulated you.”

“Maybe they would have when I was eighteen.  But I’ve had a look around, and a mature me has decided that you’re what I want.”  Ethan moved closer and the two men held each other and kissed.  “I’ve wanted and needed that for so long.”

“So did I.  I just needed you to set me straight.”  Sean chuckled.  

“Is that a dad joke?” asked Ethan.

“No, it was an unintended pun.”  Sean’s face grew serious.  “Don’t call me Dad or Daddy.”

“Never.  You’re my Sean, my stud muffin, and you’re about to fuck me so hard that I see stars.”

Thunder rumbled outside as Ethan led Sean to the bedroom.  Ethan removed Sean’s clothing and remarked how he was still in excellent shape.  Sean removed Ethan’s clothes, revealing how Ethan had filled out. 

Pushing Ethan back on the bed, Sean began kissing the erection that faced him.  He was certain it was larger, but he was still able to get his mouth around it and slide it into his mouth.  His partner’s moans of pleasure told him that he had not lost his skill.  He sucked a little harder with his lips wrapped tightly around the rigid shaft and then pulled back until only the crown remained in his mouth.  A deep moan rumbled through Ethan’s body.  Sean released Ethan’s shaft and moved up to kiss him.  The kisses were deep and passionate; the sensation of his mouth and the interaction with his tongue sent jolts through him.

Sean moved back down and kissed Ethan’s balls before sucking each, one at a time into his mouth.  Ethan had forgotten the wonderful sensation that sent through his body, and he emitted a guttural “fuuuck” as he gripped the sheets in his fists.  Sean’s tongue moved down to his taint, rubbing his tongue across the area before reaching the hole masquerading as a slit.  The area was hairier now reminding Sean that his lover was more mature now, more of an equal.  Sean plunged his tongue into the hole, forcing its quivering muscle to open for him.  Ethan made the same squeals he had when he was eighteen, and Sean’s dick responded by hardening further.  He couldn’t remember a time when his erection was this rigid.  It was time.

Sean pulled the tube of lubricant from his nightstand and pushed some into Ethan with his fingers before lubing his cock.  He reached for a condom, but he stopped when Ethan grabbed his hand.  

“No, Sean.  I’m clean, and I trust you.”

With the head of his cock against Ethan’s hole, Sean pushed himself in gently, slowly, lovingly.   With their mouths locked together, and their tongues fighting for dominion, Sean’s dick moved slowly in and out of Ethan.  Their fuck was calm, deliberate, and expression of the true love that existed between them.  And when Sean emptied his seed into his love, it was with none of the violent thrustings of a horny youth.  The two men lay together while their breathing slowed.

When Sean moved off Ethan, the younger man reached down the manipulate his own erection.  Sean stopped him and pulled him between his legs as he moved onto his back.

Ethan bit his lower lip.  Sean was yielding to him.

“We’re partners,” Sean said.  “Now I need you inside me,” he said as he lubed his hole.  “Make love to me, Ethan.”

Ethan pushed himself into his partner.  His heightened excitement did not allow him to last long,  but he came in such abundance that as he fucked his lover, his seed spewed from the hole.  Ethan made up for his quickness in coming during subsequent love-making sessions.

Two months later, Sean sold his house, for his home was now with Ethan.  And while they didn’t adopt any children, they did adopt two dogs from a rescue facility and made the animals’ lives as happy as theirs.

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Reunion

Twenty years old and the boy had become a man, well as far as Eric was concerned.

Still happily living with his boyfriend Matt, and working as a fitness trainer at the gym.

Thoughts of being in a monogamous relationship with Matt couldn’t be further from Eric’s mind, which not that long ago would have been the only kind of relationship that he would have considered.

He got a huge turn on from watching Matt playing with other blokes, and a thrill from Matt watching whilst he played with someone else.

They had threesomes, foursomes, and moresomes, if that is even a proper word, with Eric improving his skills as a top, whilst still enjoying being a hungry bottom boy.

There had been some playful experimentation with role play and kink, blindfolds, handcuffs, and vibrators finding their way into the bedroom, and used on a regular basis, and Eric occasionally using the term sir or Mr Powell, in reference to when Matt had been his PE teacher, which seemed a lifetime ago.

The once baggy t-shirts that concealed skinny build had been totally replaced by athletic fitting ones that showed off his gym bunny body. He had a new lease of confidence, but hadn’t become conceited or arrogant.

It was Eric’s day off work at the gym, and during his morning run he took a diversion down the high street, slowing down as he got to Mark’s, the department store, and feeling an urgent need to piss.

The department store wasn’t very busy, which was just well because his ever so small jogging shorts and damp sweaty tight fitting t-shirt hardly seemed to be the appropriate attire. Eric went up the escalator, and through the men’s clothing section, looking at things as he passed that he would never actually dream of wearing.

He could see the gent’s toilets sign by the canteen, and he couldn’t help but recall the story about a glory hole from the dinner party some time back.

Through two sets of doors, and down the end of a narrow well lit corridor, Eric reached the toilets. Spotlessly clean, and fresh lemon scented, three cubicles all vacant and gleaming white, and two urinals with no privacy barriers between, which Eric made a mental note of, always a good place to spy cock.

The first locker seemed pretty normal. A lack of graffiti, and a lack of a glory hole. Eric tried the second cubicle, not holding out much hope. It was far too clean and well maintained.

There beside the toilet roll dispenser a piece of square toilet paper clung to the wall. Eric went in for a closer look, and to his delight found there to be a hole beneath, straight in to the adjoining cubicle.

 Eric closed and locked the door, removing the piece of paper, before starting to take a piss, the sound of the entrance door opening was followed by footsteps, and someone entering the next cubicle. The one to which the hole was connected.

It was a far cry from the piss stinking grotty toilets at the park he had once frequented in south London, but clearly it was used for brief encounters and anonymous relief. And the moment he had finished pissing Eric began to stroke, listening to the sound of a hefty stream hitting the toilet bowl, and eager to take a sneak peek.

Crouched down with an eye at the hole, a healthy fat penis came into view. A large exposed head shaped like a mushroom on a short stubby shaft, a golden stream spraying with the force of a power washer.

Admiring the cock on display Eric stroked his prick, watching as the stream began to ease to no more than a dribble. A few tugs and a few shakes dislodged any remaining drops, and then that was followed by some gentle stroking.

“Strike” Eric whispered as he watched the tell tale sign of interest.

The stranger began to rotate his body to face the hole, knowing that he was being watched, his meaty cock quickly becoming filled out, and growing in length.

With his forefinger Eric followed the circumference inside the hole, signalling his interest to proceed. And he watched as the penis quickly got closer, the bulbous glans of circumcised cock burrowing through the hole, and proving to be a tight squeeze.

Eric spent a brief moment studying the fat circumcised cock close up, the thick shaft that looked slender compared to the size of the enormous head with deep ridge, his saliva glands already going into overdrive in readiness.

“That is one hell of a gorgeous cock” Eric muttered, the cock pulsating hard suggesting that he had been heard, a single bead of clear pre-cum appearing at the open piss slit.

With hungry mouth Eric opened wide and engulfed the juicy scarlet shroom, being careful not to drag his teeth over sensitive skin of the lollipop like dick.

Sucking expertly like the proud cock sucker he was, and compelled to suck harder by the guttural groans of the grateful recipient, who was a complete mystery man. Eric didn’t care about the fact that he didn’t know what the man looked like, that was all part of the thrill. A cock was a cock. And Eric loved that they came in a variety of sizes and shapes, not to mention tastes.

The cock was pulled away hastily, perhaps the man was keen not to shoot too soon, and Eric saw an open willing mouth appear at the hole, and wasted no time in shoving his member through to fill it.

“Oh fuck yeah” Eric gasped loudly, the powerful suction of bearded mouth taking him by surprise.

It was just a matter of minutes before Eric felt the build up of impending orgasm, and politely he gave forewarning “I am gonna shoot”

There was no slowing down or easing off, if anything there was an enthusiastic gusto that suggested the load would be gratefully received.

“I am coming” Eric gasped, giving one last precautionary warning as he began to tense up muscles and shudder, the orgasm already washing over him in waves, until…

“Oh fuck yeah” Eric cried out as a rather hefty load was devoured with the sound of gulping and gagging, the mouth jammed down cock as more was released, and forcefully swallowed until Eric was drained.

“Fuck you needed that didn’t you” a masculine voice said through gasps for air, a clearly south London accent.

Eric wasn’t the kind of guy to blow and go. He wanted to reciprocate, he wanted to feel that huge shroom spew in his mouth, and so he dropped down to his knees and waited, a finger at the hole to confirm that he wanted to finish what he had started.

Not much coaxing was required by Eric’s mouth and tongue. His jaw stretched wide, his lips clasped around shaft, the sucking motion bringing about a bountiful batch of thick man juice.

“Oh fucking hell I am gonna shoot” came the deep loud voice, giving very little notice as the thick salty batch came gushing out, making Eric quickly swallow again and again.

Pulling away and releasing a sigh of satisfaction Eric watched the member pulled through the hole.

“Thanks fella” the stranger said as Eric pulled up his shorts and composed himself.

“You are welcome mate” Eric responded with a big grin.

Stood at the sink washing his hands Eric was unsure if he wanted to hang around to see who he had just given head. Sometimes it was better not to know and leave with the fantasy, but today Eric was curious. The sexy manly voice with south London accent intrigued him.

The door swung open and Eric looked at the reflection in the mirror, a handsome tall brown haired bearded man, late thirties, with a bear size stature, whose face suddenly became way too familiar. Eric turned his head, the expression on his face made the man look at him curiously.

There was no sense that the man recognised Eric, but how could he after so long. But a single word quickly made the man’s mouth drop open.

“Dad”…

* * * *

Sat in the canteen in Mark’s, surrounded by the blue rinse and pink rinse brigade of old ladies nattering and gossiping loudly, Eric watched his Dad approach from the counter with two cups of coffee.

“This is not how I imagined we would meet up” his Dad said faking a chuckle as he put the coffee cups down before pulling out a plastic orange chair.

Meeting his Dad by sucking his meat through a glory hole wasn’t Eric’s idea of a reunion either. He could still taste the flavour of his cock and thick cum lingering in his mouth.

As Eric looked at the man opposite he didn’t remember his Dad being so… so attractive. Maybe it was the addition of a bushy beard and the very short cropped hair that made him appealing. Not to mention a few extra pounds that he wore very, very well.

“You used to wear glasses” his Dad commented examining his son closely

“I got contact lenses” Eric explained

“Right, got ya. And you were really scrawny, now you are really buff”

“The gym” Eric said before adding “I work at a gym so I got beefed up”

“I certainly say” his Dad said with a big smile, his gaze appearing to be checking out his son’s body approvingly.

“So does your mother know?” Eric’s Dad enquired changing the topic and taking a sip of coffee

“She kicked me out of the house when I was 16 for being gay” Eric stated in a rather calm tone

“Fucking shit bitch. How could she… I mean I understood when she wanted me to leave like”

Eric cut in quickly, sounding surprised “wait… she kicked you out?”

“Yeah. Why what did she tell you?”

With a look of disbelief Eric shook his head “she told me you just fucked off. Done a runner”

“No… Not at all…” his Dad said with raised eyebrows

“You remember Darren’s Dad right?” He began to explain.

Eric nodded and listened intently

“Well, his Mrs, Sandra, she came home early and caught us… well let’s just say in a rather compromising position”

“I thought he was in the clink” Eric remarked

“No son” his Dad said. “Prison just sounded better than telling people he was caught getting boned by his mate”

“So mom found out you were…?” Eric asked

“Fucking big gob Sandra told your mother alright. She knew before I even got home”

Eric sat trying to process the information. It made sense now that his mom blamed his Dad for being gay.

“Anyway we both moved to the south coast to live in a caravan, and your mother wouldn’t let me have any contact or communication with you” his Dad explained, picking up his coffee and muttering “fucking bitch” before taking a sip. “Anyway after six months the fucker gets engaged to some bird, telling me he is straight after all”

Eric give his Dad a sympathetic look, he knew what that felt like, being ditched for a girl, and for the first time understanding the truth about his Dad he felt a deeper connection, and not just because the fact that they had just sucked each other off.

“Fucking straight… straight in the FUCKING ASS more like” his Dad said a little loudly, bringing the neighbouring table of old ladies to a swift silence.

“Did you want to come back to my place Dad?” Eric asked, figuring that it would be easier to talk more openly, and enjoying using the word Dad.

During the walk home Eric filled his Dad in on Matt, including the fact that he was older, and had been his PE teacher. Something that his Dad found rather intriguing as he demanded to hear the details of how it happened.

“Lucky bugger” his Dad had said upon hearing the story. “I would have given my right testicle to have gotten off with one of my PE teachers, especially in the changing room showers, fuckin horny”

* * * *

Back at the house Eric put the kettle on and the pair fell into a moment of silence and reflection as they stood in the kitchen. The kettle sat on the gas ring seemingly taking forever to boil.

“I must say you look in pretty amazing shape son”

Eric could not help but blush and give a coy smile, appreciating the compliment “it has taken some hard work but it is paying off”

“Yeah. Seriously looks like it” his Dad said stepping closer, his eyes scanning over his son’s fit body. “You even have guns. Check them out fella” he said, his hands reaching out and feeling Eric’s biceps.

“Bet you got the whole six pack thing going on beneath that t-shirt right”

Eric felt his body quivering at the feel of his Dad’s sensual touch. Knowing full well what it could lead to Eric said “lift it up and take a look if you want to see”

It had only been 40 minutes earlier that he had shot a load, but that was 38 minutes more than enough time for Eric’s batteries to recharge, and as his Dad began to raise the t-shirt to expose incredibly firm smooth etched stomach, Eric began to get aroused, his thin skimpy running shorts doing very little to conceal it.

“Very nice indeed” his Dad whispered, his right palm stroking in a clockwise circle over flat tummy, finger tips slipping just beneath elastic waistband of running shorts, pushing them down enough to expose a smooth pubic area.

“Shaved” his Dad remarked with a single eyebrow raised, Eric’s shorts beginning to tent dramatically. Eric noticed a bulge in his Dad’s beige cargo trousers, the distinctive shape of the head that was still embedded in his memory.

“This morning” Eric stated, letting out a sharp gasp from the touch that edged a little lower, just a hairs width from touching his shaft, before clarifying “I just shaved this morning”

“Did you do a good job son?”

Eric felt his shorts teasingly slipping down a little bit more, and the slightest contact of warm skin against cock, just as the kettle began to whistle.

“I think so” Eric said purposefully sounding a little uncertain, removing the kettle from the gas ring, and not even bothering to pour boiling water in the two waiting mugs.

He couldn’t quite believe what he was contemplating doing. It was one thing to do it when he didn’t know it was his Dad, but now, with full knowledge.

Eric took a deep breath in. His erect cock had never ached so much as it did now. “Do you want to check Dad? Make sure I shaved to your standards”

A smirk confirmed that they were very much on the same page, and Eric felt his t-shirt being dragged up and over his head, and then he watched, with hands limp by his side, as shorts were tugged down, his uncut prick instantly springing upwards once released.

Eric rose each foot in turn as shorts were removed fully, and now he stood naked and exposed, with the exception of his white running socks. He could feel his body trembling with anticipation and excitement. The intense feeling from being nude, and erect, whilst his Dad remained fully dressed, hands exploring freely inch by inch, caressing, touching, groping, a look of total focus on his face as he examined his grown up son unrestricted.

Hands were guided behind back before a finger and thumb of each hand gently played with each nipple. Pulling tenderly, and rubbing in circular motions, as his Dad edged closer, their noses almost touching.

“I created you son” his Dad stated sternly. “You originated from my nut sack, and you were ejected from my cock… My penis son… You’re… DAD’S… PENIS…”

Erick felt his cock bouncing like a rubber ball as he looked into his Dad’s fixed gaze, listening intently. His cock suddenly grabbed firmly making his knees buckle.

“I FUCKED you into existence son. My stiff PENIS brought you into this world, and I think it is a son’s duty to honour his DAD’S COCK”

The words were evocative, and Eric wanted more than anything to please and pleasure his Dad, in any way.

“I knew the moment that I was ejaculating that I was creating a handsome son. I was visualising you as you travelled from my bollocks and down my shaft into your mother’s belly son, yes I fucking was son. I could feel by the throbbing of my COCK that I was making a boy”

Eric gasped as his cock was squeezed hard by powerful manly grip, his hands remained in place behind his back so as not to impede access.

“The day I made you I had not wanked for over a week son. You were part of a flood of cum from your Daddy’s COCK son”

There was a brief moment of silence as they stared deeply, and intensely, into one another’s eyes. The grip so tight on Eric’s cock that he thought the circulation was being cut off.

“I made you with the thought of one day being able to have you son, to be able to BREED you. When my hot SPUNKY LOAD shot from my HARD DICK that day, I just knew one day…”

“Fuck me Dad” Eric cried out eagerly. Desperately wanting to be bare backed by his Dad, and feel his Dad’s hot juices filling him.

“You ready?” A deep guttural voice asked as steely eyes stared deeper

“Yes Dad” Eric gasped

“I said are you ready son?”

Eric had never felt his hole so hungry for a cock, and he pleaded “fuck my ass please Dad. I need to feel you inside me”

* * * *

The sight of his stocky hirsute Dad stripping naked before him, with chunky hairy buttocks, and large hanging hairy balls between meaty thighs, dislodged some long forgotten memory. Visual images from his past, the pair together in the bathroom, Eric sat in a bath full of bubbles, his Dad getting undressed before climbing in to join him.

Eric was confused. Had they taken baths together? He hadn’t recalled that before. Somehow those memories had been forgotten, but now they seeped back like water through a hairline crack.

Maybe they weren’t so much forgotten as repressed. As boys we are not supposed to acknowledge any curiosity or fascination with the male naked form, or the penis, least of all our Dad’s penis. But Eric had been captivated by his Dad’s nakedness during bath time, he remembered that now. The hairy adult body in all its beautiful glory, there on show unashamedly. It had that held a certain attraction he couldn’t yet explain at the time, and that give him tingles throughout his body.

He didn’t recall ever being told off by his Dad for staring inappropriately. And yet Eric had at some point identified those special moments as dirty and sordid, something to be ashamed about, even though nothing wrong had ever happened. just two males, Dad and son, bathing together.

* * * *

Passionate kissing in a tight naked embrace, hairy body against smooth, was followed by another round of sucking on one another’s rock hard cocks, before Eric had been turned around and bent over the kitchen counter, a spit covered finger teasing crack, and then bearded mouth pressed against sensitive ring, a hungry tongue working his hole expertly.

If Eric was to guess the size of his Dad’s penis he would have said six inches long, and he had certainly had longer than that stuffed in his hole. But the size of the mushroom head was proving to be a challenge, pushing against tongue drenched hole, and refusing to go in.

There was a sudden sensation of something giving way, like a popping sensation, and the shroom pushed past the barrier and entered fully as they both released a loud gasp.

“Fuck me Dad” Eric begged, the feel of the large head with its deep ridge boring him out

“Oh yeah son” his Dad groaned as he began to pound like a Jack hammer, hands gripping hips.

“My Dad is fucking me” Eric mumbled. The surreal moment had not yet fully registered. He had gone from meeting his Dad in a toilet, to getting shafted by him, in about 90 minutes.

“Fuck yeah son” his Dad growled loudly, his right hand releasing the grip, only to make contact with a slap on buttock making Eric tense up.

A continuous groaning and gasping echoed out, punctuated by the sound of the occasional spanking. The pair lost in the moment of incestuous lust, unaware that the front door had opened, and closed, and that they were being watched.

“I am gonna cum son. I am gonna shoot my spunk inside you”

“Fuck yeah Dad. Fill my asshole with your hot juice”

Their bodies shuddered, and Eric tugged on his stiff prick with an urgency, keen to ejaculate around the same time, whilst oblivious to his boyfriend Matt stood at the doorway.

“Fuck yeah I am gonna breed you son. Dad is going to breed you… oh fuck… fuck yeah”

Eric felt his ass muscles clench with his orgasm, shooting his load mere seconds before he felt a pumping hot load spewing inside… and at that very moment he glanced over to see Matt.

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I had been playing with a Taxi driver several times a week over a three-week period while my car was in for repair. It happened initially as I sat in the front seat of his car allowing his hand to rub against my leg while he changed gears. As far as I could tell he was in his mid to late 50s had a little belly but was generally in good shape. He was really dominant which I loved and he know how to use and control me to do what ever he wanted. Also, over time our meetings became longer as we experimented more and had a lot more fore play. Our first meeting was very fast. He used my balls and nipples hard and ended up spanking my ass red and pounding his seed into me before felching it our for me to taste.

Over the three week period he wanted more and more to open my ass up. He had thick chubby long fingers which he used as deep as he could but I was always too tight to get anywhere near ready for fisting. I am fairly certain he would have loved to fist me. He also used toys like an inflatable dildo to not only open me up but to watch me suffer as he stretched me beyond what I thought possible as I lay there bound and at his mercy. He used nipple clamps which hurt so much but I was usually tied up and couldn’t stop him. Very often he tied weights or other heavy objects to my balls and while I stood there or if he made me walk around he watched them swing enjoying the torture that brought. His favorite before fucking and breeding me was to tie my balls to the end of the bed. This way every time he pounded into me and pushed me forward, I cried out in both agony and pleasure as my balls stretched and were crushed by the rope or tie, he used. I didn’t care, I loved how he controlled me for what he wanted and I completely submitted to him.

When I finally got my car back, I had to tell him that I couldn’t use his taxi service any more. He took it better than I expected. We agreed to keep in touch via email and said it would be nice to meet up from time to time. About ta month passed and I hadn’t heard from him. I thought about reaching out to see how he was but didn’t. Then one Wednesday I got an email from him. He said he was turning 60 that weekend at his home and was having a small get together and would like me to attend. It seemed strange, Ok I used his taxi twice daily for 3 weeks and he fucked me several times but I never imagined being invited to his home for a birthday party. I replied that I would attend but didn’t really know what to get as a gift. He said nothing, just bring a bottle of wine and that would be perfect.

On the Saturday, I ordered a taxi to his house. I knew I would have a few drinks and wouldn’t drive when I had. I rang his door bell and he opened it. Before he welcomed me in, he said that he had some friends over and they weren’t aware of what we were doing. I agreed to be completely discreet. I figured I would just say hi, have some food and few drinks, sing happy birthday and then leave. As we walked in a slim lady probably close to his age walked up to us. She wore white pants, a blue blouse and flat white shoes. He said, “honey this is the client that I told you about”. She looked at me and shook my hand saying how nice it was to have someone use her husbands service so much. I handed her the bottle of wine I had as a gift. I couldn’t believe what was going on but I remained composed and would keep our secret to myself.

There was a BBQ for food and enough drink for a small army. There were about 20 guests in total and I mingled and chatted with most. Then a cake came out and everyone got together to sing happy birthday to him. It was the first time I had heard his name, Brian. I figured I’d give it another 30 mins and extend my thanks and leave. People started to leave almost right after the cake so I though perfect, I’ve had 5 drinks time to go. Before I could do anything, Brian came over to me and said he and some friends were going to the study for some cognac and I should join them. I agreed thinking I would bail straight after the drink. As we entered the room there were 4 other guys and we said hi and shook hands. I sat in the only vacant chair which was a padded bench and sipped my drink. Brian then moved behind me to put the bottle back on the shelf. As he walked back, he stood behind me and reached inside my t-shirt pinching both of my nipples hard. I gasped and cried out startled with what just happened. He looked over to his friends and said “he loves being used and abused before you breed him”. I didn’t know what to do, I was terrified but also excited.  His friends came over to us quickly and I had hands all over my body, lifting my shirt to suck my nipples, opening my pants and reaching into my cock and balls which were squeezed firmly. I wanted to leave, I wanted to stay. I was so confused. My body trembled in fear and my ass started aching as fingers made their way to my hole pushing into me. In the end, all I did was take it and moan loudly. Brian lay me on my back on the bench and said “don’t move”. As his friends ravished my nipples, mouth, balls and ass he grabbed two pairs of handcuffs and secured my wrists to the bench. He knelt down above my head, pulled his cock out and pushed it into my mouth his balls resting on my nose.

As he leaned forward getting harder and harder in my mouth before burying himself inside me, his wife came into the room. I expected total panic and all hell to break loose but nothing changed. She walked up to Brian who still had his cock in my mouth and said all the other guests were gone. He lifted off me removing his cock and stood up. She stood beside me and I immediately noticed she had changed into a see through black blouse, tight black skirt and high heels. She moved to above my head and I was staring up at her crotch. Looking down on me she said “so, you are Brians’ little cock slut. I want to thank you for our 60th birthday present. Today is also my birthday”. I couldn’t believe this but before I could say anything she lifted her dress revealing stockings and suspenders with no underwear and a cleanly shaved pussy. She straddled the bench and placed her pussy onto my mouth then slapped my balls and rode my face “shouting, eat my pussy slut”. My tongue flicked out into her pussy and clit. I worked her pussy over and over and then I felt a tongue probe my ass which was shortly followed by a cock pressing into me. I had no idea who was fucking me but they grabbed my hips, put my legs on their shoulders and fucked the hell out of me. With his final thrust I felt his cock deep inside me and as he moaned loudly felt his cock spasm as he unloaded into me. At the same time Brians wife announced she was cumming. As she orgasmed, she pressed her pussy into my mouth. I could feel and taste her pussy cum as it ran over my tongue and into mouth.

She got up off my face and then turned around. She looked at her husband and asked “do you want me to do it” He just said “FUCK YES”. She moved above my cock and grabbing it straddled me. I was completely unprepared. As she sat on my erect cock forcing me deep into her pussy I thought my foreskin was going to rip in half. She said “someone put a cock in his ass. I want him to cum hard”. Brian at this time had his cock back in my mouth. As she rode me, I felt my legs go back onto someone else shoulders as they pushed their cock deep into me. She rode me hard and within minutes I was screaming out as my cock erupted inside her. She then said she wanted more, as she wanted to cum again. The guy fucking me was now pounding me hard and as I came he orgasmed shooting his load deep inside me. She continued riding me as the third cock slammed home into me. Brian was now skull fucking me holding his cock deep in my throat choking me. His wife started moaning telling Brian to choke me with his cock. I knew she was close. Every time she bounced down on me, I pushed up into her hopefully to get her off quickly and get some air into my lungs. It worked, she started orgasming, but her orgasm and moaning also did it for me and I cried out as I started to cum again. She was moaning loudly as she orgasmed and as I started shooting my load into her she slapped my balls over and over yelling at me me to give it all to her. I almost blacked out at one point but eventually she stopped. She sat on my cock until I got limp and slipped out then she climbed off. She moved back to straddling my face and told me to clean her pussy. As I started licking her clean tasting my cum and feeling it run from her pussy to my mouth, the third guy gripped my hips hard and rammed into me filling me with yet another load. After I licked her she got up and while standing there, she grabbed Brians cock and guided it into her pussy. Standing upright, he fucked her for a few minutes before she removed him. Once out, she said “its his cum, he should clean that from your cock”. Brian pushed into my mouth I licked and sucked him clean. He removed his cock and his wife leaned over to my face and kissed me passionately saying “ thank you my love, we will meet again” then she left the room.

I had three loads in my ass and was exhausted and in pain as Brian uncuffed me. He helped me up and moved towards a chair. He sat down then told me to sit on his cock. He wanted me to ride him for his birthday so I did. I climbed on top of him facing him and guided his cock into my soaked ass. The last friend who was still standing there had his cock in his hand and said he wanted to fuck me too. Brian said for him to come over and do it. I thought that meant I get up but I got slapped in the face as I started to lift off and was told to stay sitting on his cock. The fourth guy moved in behind me and I felt him probe against my ass and Brian’s cock. I though there was no way this was going to happen then Brian grabbed and squeezed my balls and said to me, “you are going to take it”. His friend pushed harder and harder and I felt my ass stretch in agony as his cock head penetrated me. It didn’t stop there and he forced himself into me. I was screaming in agony as I took my first double penetration begging them to stop as the two cocks mercilessly sodomized me. My only comfort was all the cum inside me made great lube. They both stayed In that deep position until my ass relaxed then Brian said to ride them both. As I rode them they both thrust up into me fucking me hard. The guy behind me started to increased his tempo fucking me faster than I could ride them so I let him do the work. Brian held my balls and kissed me his cock buried in me. His friends constant pushing in and out of me made Brian erupt. Almost instantly his friend grabbed onto me pulling himself as deep as he could and made me take his seed. Their two cocks jerked inside my ass as I felt them cum. I was shattered and didn’t have the strength to get off their cocks. His friend withdrew first then Brian helped me off his cock and pushed me onto the floor. As I lay there 5 huge loads of cum were streaming out of my ass. As he got up he told me to make sure I left no cum from the floor. I had to lick it all up. The more I slobbered up the more seem to reappear, leaking out from me. Eventually the floor was clean. At this time, Brian’s friends all got dressed and they thanked him as they left. They never really said much to me. Brian said all his friends were drug and disease free but at that point I barely understood what he said. He told me to grab my clothes but not to get dressed and follow him. His wife had a gift for me.

We walked to the kitchen where she was tidying up after the party. When we got there, she walked to me and smiled. With one hand she grabbed my balls and dug her long sharp finger nails into my testicles not letting go. I cried out in pain. My balls were already in agony, now this. She grabbed my hair with her other hand and pulled my face to her mouth. She kissed me passionately our tongues latching onto each other like young lovers. Our passionate but painful embrace lasted several minutes. As much as it hurt, I loved it and would have done anything she wanted. After she stopped Brian stepped in and did the same. While he kissed me, I felt his wife hold my cock and balls and fit something around my shaft and balls. I didn’t dare try to stop her or look down. Then she covered my cock with something before I heard a click. Brian moved away and I looked down to see a metal cage padlocked around my cock and balls. She told me “I was theirs now and either one or both of them could call me at any time and I had better get to their house fast.” She knelt down taking my spent cock and cage into her mouth trying to get me aroused. Once I started moaning she stood up and used her knee and stockings to rub against my sore balls and my cock, which was trying to burst through the metal cage, teasing my cock over and over. I started oozing pre cum and and my cock strained in agony to get hard but couldn’t with the cage and I moaned loudly loving the touch. With a sharp knee to the balls from her, I completely collapsed onto the floor. She said “do not try to take that off. When you can get up, get dressed and go home. We will be calling you soon”. They both smiled and held each other as they looked down on me. I struggled in pain to put my clothes back on and staggered out of their house neither of them saying a word or offering to help me. I called Uber and sat on the pavement still trying to understand what had happened over the last few hours. When the driver turned up I achingly got into his car and went home. 

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This picks up right from the End of Black Balled.

Yes, who was that talking?

“That’s my buddy Danny. Say hello to Danny.”

“Hi Danny.”

I looked around to see Danny. He could have been Gerald’s brother, only a bit shorter and stockier. Black, handsome, also shaved head, and his cock – sweet. He was stroking as Gerald fucked me. This was too good to be true. But it was.

“Hey Gerald, after you?”

“Yes”

And with that yes, I felt Gerald stiffen, shudder. He was blowing his load in my ass, my unprotected ass. Damn. This was the next step times two, not only getting fucked, but barebacked, and bred with no concern, well some, about the load. What was next? I knew it would be Danny. It was.

Gerald pulled out. He stepped aside. Without further ado, Danny plunged in.

“Yes,” was all I could say.

“Hey man, I’m going to pull out, sit on the bench. You just sit right down on my cock. Then take care of Gerald’s cock. Needs to clean up before getting dressed.”

Hot. He pulled out. He sat on the bench. I did what I was told. I was impaled on his cock. It seemed to go so deep. Shit. I was getting addicted to cock. I knew I would. I wanted this cock to add its jism to me. And then Gerald fed me his still hard cock for me to clean, to lick, to taste his cum and my ass juices – an incredible cocktail. Danny pressed the bottle of poppers to my nose.

“Breathe, baby. This Daddy so wants you. Daddy is going to breed you too. Two hot, black loads in your white ass. Maybe toxic loads. You take them virgin white boy. Two toxic black loads?”

Toxic loads? Too late to stop now.

“Fuck, yes… breed me Danny. I want your load in my pussy.”

“Get it man,” he said while stiffening, shuddering cumming, breeding. “You got it, pig. You are our pig. Pig to two black dudes who love taking ass.”

He pushed me up. His load slid out of my ass. He must have caufht it because he put his hand to my face, palm up, “Get this baby. Then kiss me. Don’t swallow, pass my load to me.”

I did. So fucking hot.

Things started to calm down. Time for them to go. For me to go.

“Want to meet us again?” That was Gerald asking.

“Yes.”

“Here or at our place just up the road,” asked Danny.

“You tell me.”

“Tomorrow be at 234 XXXXX at 3 p.m.”

“But I can’t.”

“You will. Make an excuse,” said Gerald.

I did. I was.

We parted. I felt a little shaky going down the stairs. I fel

t a wet spot on my shorts. Damn, I was telling the other men what had happened. I got few winks.

One 30s black guy said, “Hey, climb in the back of my van with me.” Short, thin, a sweet bulge in his pants, hot, four reasons I said I would. We walked out together. He opened the back. There was a mattress there. We climbed in. We stripped.

“Buddy, I’m Pete.”

“Bob.”

“Bob, you liked those two guys?”

“Fuck yes!”

“Take their loads?”

“Yes.”

“Well get ready to take a third.”

“I am.”

My hole felt tired, but damn why stop now. Black cock. A dream come true. My first wife was right when she said she told me she wanted to see me being fucking by black men – damn had I cum hard. What a fucking charge that gave me. Did she know I was really gay? Maybe. And maybe if I had known at the time of the divorce, I would have come out and no re-married and lost so many years of what could have been a lot of sex. But here I am now, in the back of a van in the parking lot of Aircraft News. I was getting my third cock of the day. My third black cock. I poppered up, got in the zone, and just gave this man my hole to fuck and seed. I just lay back as he hammered my ass. First on my knees, then flat out. He flipped me over and took from above. He never took his hard cock out of me. The van did some of that proverbial rocking.

“Shit, buddy. Your ass is a champ. I like how it feels on my cock. Have to tag you again. Have to get Gerald and Danny to share this cunt.”

Then what the fuck, he shot his load, he pulled out, a rope of cum on his cock, and opened the back of the van, “Next.” He went to my head to feed me his cock as another black man hopped into the van, stripped, stroked his cock, then just plunged in. Cock in my ass, and going  ass-to-mouth. Was I in heaven? Probably. And not giving a shot to what jsim was being  pumped into me. I just wanted it.

“Sweet, Lem.”

“Sweet it, is. Just take him.”

It was sweet. They spit-roasted me. Cock in my mouth. The musky flavor of my ass and his cum, a flavor I have come to love so much. Cock in my ass. Another load building in Lem’s balls, as the slapped on my ass. Pete face fucking me. Lem fucking me. Shit. Could it get better? Maybe not today, but I have learned it can be better, though no complaints about today, about Gerald, Danny, Lem, and Pete.

Three loads. Then a fourth. All bareback. Raw cum in my hole. Then a quick, “Have to run, man.”

“Thanks. Thank you.”

“The pleasure was also ours. Danny told us on his way out to see if we could get in your ass. It is as sweet as he said it was. Though a bit looser now than it was then I am sure, and looser now baby.”

“Damn. I want it loose.”

“How loose?”

“As loose as it is supposed to be.”

“Cool. We’d love to help with that. Get you to have a loose pussy for fucking and stretching.”

“Maybe you can. I want to make a date to get to Danny’s,” I said.

“Well, baby, we will coordinate with him. And call him. We are all free tomorrow. Out you go.”

I climbed out just in my shorts, shirtless. I walked over to my car. I was glad I brought a towel. Maybe there wouldn’t be a wet sport the car seat. My hole was certainly sopping wet. Incredible. I would get home first. Maybe, I thought, no one would see me get out of the car shirtless, no one would tell how uneven on my feet I was, or about the wet stain on my shorts, or about what was dripping down my leg as I walked to door, or how I stopped to scoop some up and ate it. Well, no one did.

The trip home extended by the traffic. Damn I had found a new home of a kind. And what kind of loads had they pumped into my willing ass? Always bareback? Always black? Probably yes to both questions.

I had Gerald’s number. I would call when I got home. The traffic gave me time to think through an excuse for going out.

More to follow…

There is a lot of bullshit written about vampires. Yes, they do exist, so that’s not a myth, but all the rest, well, the crap people think they know about vampires is mostly nonsense.

Firstly, they do not live thousands of years long, and around two hundred years is as good as it gets for them. When their time on earth comes to an end, they go to a remote place and do away with themselves. Fortunately, while they are around, they do not age in the usual manner, and all mature vampires look like they are in their mid-twenties. This advantage, of course, is a great benefit and sets them apart from boring humans.

They do procreate from time to time to ensure the perpetuation of their species, and this they do in the usual fashion. Sadly, the human female selected for this privilege always dies after childbirth, and then the boy usually grows up in foster care or some suchlike institution. 

You see, to dispel another myth, vampires are only ever male, and the boy only begins to manifest his otherworldliness after puberty. He instinctively keeps this secret from the persons who know him. Dissimilar to human beings, vampires are innately astute.

Once fully grown and after severing ties with the people who raised them, vampires then have to move around periodically to protect their ‘anonymity and ageless’ identity. With their ability to hypnotize persons in officialdom, however, it’s never a problem for them to ‘update’ all documentation they require in their daily lives.   

Vampires do not gorge themselves on blood incessantly, and they can get by with far less blood than the silly myths chronicle. As much as human blood is a delicacy, raw meat is also able to sustain them rather well. In particular, animal organs are high up on their preferred list of food. All vampires are, therefore, excellent hunters.

They are capable of consuming regular food but do so in limited quantities.  The one thing that they never touch is anything sugary, which is despicable to their taste buds. They also drink water in preference to most other fluids because everything needs water, after all.   

Although vampires are sensitive to sunlight, the crap about being burned by the sun is one of the silliest legends of all. Much as they are mostly nocturnal beings, limited exposure to the sun is not a problem. Naturally, you will never see one of them sunbathing, and as long as they are predominantly in the shade, they suffer little discomfort. Vampires are, therefore, paler than humans, and their body temperature is also lower.

Of course, the Christian cross fable has them all doubling over with laughter. When they infrequently interact, because they are generally solitary creatures, someone always brings along a crucifix as a party trick.  

There are also a few more things that also set them apart from humans:

Vampires are incredibly powerful, and given the speed with which they move, not even the most skilled martial artist can even come close when they find themselves in a combative situation. With hypnosis being natural to them, they can submit anyone to their bidding, and therefore, they very seldom get into unnecessary scraps.

Sexually speaking, they are totally in a league of our own. Not only are vampires well-endowed, but able to perform at a level that most humans could only ever imagine. If you have never had sex with a vampire, well, simply put, you have never been properly fucked. Incidentally, all vampires are wholly bisexual.

They do not come in all shapes and sizes like humans and are generally around six feet tall, with lithe well-proportioned bodies. Generally good-looking and picking up sexual partners, or ‘prey’ as they like to joke, is therefore never a problem for them. This fact, coupled with the mind control they possess, makes snacking on human blood the easiest thing in the world when that urge arises.

They do not leave a multitude of exsanguinated corpses lying about, as the silly myth purports. After all, why would they risk unnecessary attention? They suck as much blood as is needed, with the victim unaware and left almost unscathed afterward. Once they have fed, they merely lick the wound, and their curative saliva makes humans think that they have two mosquito bites.

Finally, they don’t fly or turn into bats, as the silliest of all the myths purports.

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When I once more decided to move on to new surroundings after being in the same place for a little too long, I soon established that there was a gay bar very close to my new apartment. Having not fed on my favourite delicacy for a couple of weeks, I decided to visit this pub to satisfy my blood lust.

As I sat sipping on my mineral water at the bar, a handsome young man entered. I was elated when he sat on the barstool next to me. After introducing ourselves, me as Lou, and he as Lenny, we exchanged a few pleasantries. With my extraordinary sense of smell, I detected that his blood was very agreeable. The intoxicating smell of his blood almost overcame me, and I had to guard against pouncing on him and sucking his blood out, there and then. After working my hypnotic magic, we were soon on the way to my apartment.   

Lenny was horny, and within a short time, we were undressing in my bedroom. After we got on the bed, I moved onto his body.

“You’re cold,” he exclaimed.

“I’m cold-blooded,” I joked.

“Well, maybe I can warm you,” Lenny murmured as he embraced me.

‘Jesus… this blood smells sooo good,’ I thought, ‘I can’t wait to sink my fangs into this guy.’

After a short while, I ordered him onto his stomach.

‘Give your prey some pleasure before you strike,’ I admonished myself.

My entry into Lenny was harsh, but the cock-hound loved it. As I began pummelling into him, Lenny commenced purring. I could smell the sweet blood racing through his veins as his excitement grew.

‘I have to snack right now,’ I mentally concluded.

Within seconds my soothing voice had worked its charm, and with my huge cock embedded in his arse, my fangs extended. I then pushed Lenny’s longish hair up and picked my spot after sniffing the region. I then bit onto his neck, and as my fangs entered, Lenny’s blood pulsed into my mouth. I was a little overexcited and had to remind myself to take it easy. The heavenly taste throbbing into my mouth was delectable.

‘Stop… fucking stop,’ I told myself, ‘Keep some for later.’

After licking his neck, I brought Lenny out of his trance before my cock continued assaulting his pucker. As I fucked and fucked him mercilessly, Lenny just kept groaning his approval. A devilish thought now crossed my mind, and I just couldn’t stop myself from going into hyperdrive. As I began to bang Lenny’s arse like a jackhammer, the cock-hound was soon begging for mercy. His wailing, however, excited me so incredibly that shortly my thick yellow spunk began spraying into Lenny’s arsehole.

Once done, Lenny just lay there whimpering. Looking at my dick, I saw spots of blood. I then scooped the residue off my cock before licking my fingers clean. Vampire cum is very acrid, but his mouth-watering blood thankfully overwhelmed that taste.

‘I have to give his butt a closer inspection,’ I thought.

After again putting Lenny into a trance, I place three pillows under Lenny’s hips to lift his butt higher. His hole was puffy and bloody as I then began licking and prodding my long tongue into his pucker. The taste of my spunk was more intense than before, but there was enough blood to negate that.

‘More… I need more,’ I finally concluded.

Next, after biting through the puffy skin, my mouth again began to fill with his mouth-watering blood. I went a little overboard, and after having consumed over a pint of his blood, had to stop myself. I then used my healing saliva to repair his pucker before removing the cushions and placing Lenny on his back.

Upon waking him up, Lenny looked a little ‘drained.’ He then arose somewhat woozily and began to dress.

Shortly, Lenny was hailing a taxi in front of my apartment block. As I watched him moving away, I glanced at my watch. It was still early.

‘What the hell,’ I considered before I made my way back to the bar.

The one thing vampires have in common with humans is that we occasionally like to binge, and I knew that this would be one of those evenings.

As I re-entered the bar, I immediately spotted an attractive, albeit plump young man seated at the bar. Moving closer, my incredible sense of smell alerted me to the fact that his blood was also sweet-smelling. As I began to speak to him, the cock-hound couldn’t keep his eyes off my crotch. Naturally, I immediately popped a boner and watched as his eyes lit up.

“I need to use the toilet,” I now salaciously remarked.

“Me too,” came his predictable reply.

As we entered the toilets, my keen eyes spotted the open stall on the far side. After walking there, I ushered Stanley, the cock-hounds name, straight into the cubicle before entering after him. No sooner had I locked the door before he was on his knees before me. Ravenously, he began unzipping my pants, and in a heartbeat, Stanley had my dick in his mouth and I was allowed his pleasure.

Not long after, I pulled my dick out of his mouth and said, “I want to fuck you now.”

Stanley appeared delighted by my suggestion and instantly pulled his pants down before facing the wall. I, being the kind person that I am, speared straight into his plump backside. The little bitch at once commenced convulsing with appreciation. After a couple of minutes, I decided that my pleasure now also needed to be heeded. After putting him under my spell, my fangs bit into his neck before spurts of blood once more pumped into my mouth. His blood was even sweeter than Lenny’s.

Again, I had to admonish myself to stop as I got carried away. After retracting my fangs, I brought Stanley out of his trance and after ‘repairing’ my bite marks, commenced pummelling his butt relentlessly once more. After shooting my load, Stanley said, “Jesus, Lou, I don’t think I’m going to be able to sit properly tomorrow… but… thank you because that was incredible.”

“My pleasure, Stanley,” I answered before we exited the cubicle.   

When we re-entered the bar, he gave me a warm smile before leaving.

As I stood scanning the other patrons, my eyes settled on a huge bodybuilder. Although he was beautiful, I wondered if he used steroids. I had once sucked the blood of a steroid user, and it had given me terrible indigestion. When he approached me, however, I was pleased not to smell that disgusting smell emanating from him. His blood didn’t smell as sweet as either Lenny’s or Stanley’s, but like a drunk needing to overindulged, I couldn’t give a shit.

Garret, his name, was incredibly handsome. I had become gluttonous and informed him that I needed to have a piss. True to form, he said that he would join me. Again, I made directly for the last stall, and unsurprisingly, he followed. As we began fondling one another, I realized that poor Garret was underendowed. This issue did not worry me because all I was interested in was his blood and his arse.

After asking him to remove his t-shirt, my eyes zeroed in on his unbelievably muscled upper chest. As my gaze locked onto the large nipples, I knew where I would implant my fangs. Next, after placing Garret under my control, I bit above his right nipple and began to feast. His blood wasn’t as bad as I had feared, and soon I was sucking like a starving lamb. Again I had to stop myself, and after repairing the bite marks, I brought him out of his trance.

“Please fuck me… fuck me hard,” he begged.

I once more went into hyperdrive once he had turned and hammered him furiously. Garret’s cries were very loud, and I wondered what the guys visiting the toilets must have thought. Truthfully, I didn’t give a shit. After I had cum I once more looked at his incredible muscular back. 

‘More, I need more,’ I told myself.

After once more placing him under my control, I bit hard and began to vacuum his blood out of him. I almost went too far again because when I once more brought him round, he was weak.

Concerned, I then took Garret outside and hailed a taxi. After accompanying him home and ensuring he was safe, I then made my way home.

‘Fuck,’ I contemplated as I entered my home. ‘I almost went too far with Garret.’

Next, there was a knock on my door.

As I opened the door, my neighbour stood staring at me with a bottle of wine in his hand.

“Hi, Desmond,” I said with a quizzical look on my face.

“Hi, Lou… I know it’s late, but if you’re up for it, I would like to have that long overdue drink with you,” Desmond stated in a camp manner.

“That would be great,” I answered, as the smell of his blood assailed my nostrils.

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I’ll be honest, every time my phone makes a sound I’m paranoid it’s going to be Mike. I was expecting him to order me back to his garage every day, but it’s been 6 days and not a peep.  I’m starting to think I’m free. I’ve already done a hard reset on my phone to remove any modifications Mike made, and for the last few evenings I’ve been desperately searching but despite my best efforts I cannot find a digital footprint for Mike… I’m building the courage up to wait for him to finish work and  follow him to his home to get an address, but I really don’t want to poke the bear.

I’m driving home from work and I’m disgusting, it’s the middle of Summer and I’ve been shovelling dirt all day.  I pull into my driveway and head inside, my home is pretty modest, the front door leads into the living area, through a door is the kitchen which has the back door, my bedroom and a small second bedroom both accessible from there, and the only way to the bathroom is through the 2 bedrooms.  My home is like me… small but everything is in proportion.  I open the front door and my phone alerts me to a text. It’s Enzo, I’m a bit apprehensive as I haven’t spoken to him since he was sent that picture of me.

‘He mate, hope you’re stocked up with beer I’ll be there in 10 minutes.’

I haven’t seen Enzo for a couple of weeks and we always have a good time when we catch up, so to be honest I’m a little excited.  I have a 2 minute shower and change quickly, I check the fridge, there’s a dozen beers, plenty.  There’s a knock followed by the usual announcement from Enzo as he comes in.

“Hey T-bone, I’m here!”

I go into the lounge and I see my best mate making himself comfortable on the sofa, Enzo is your typical straight Italian boy with thick dark hair, chiseled facial features, 5’10 with wide shoulders and narrow hips and I won’t lie a bulge in his pants that I’ve jerked off thinking about many times. 

“Hey there E, I see you’ve made yourself at home.”

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Enzo and I have had a great catch-up, the last few hours has seen us bring each other up to date with what we’ve been up to at our respective jobs, family stuff, watch some sport on TV, play some Xbox.  I’ve had a couple of drinks and Enzo has put away a decent amount of alcohol when the inevitable happens.

“So what was with that pic Tim?”

“Oh, yeah, just a bad decision… sorry about that.”

“Bad decision! Ha-hah, if you tell me that whole thing went up your arse I’ll be impressed!”

I don’t have to answer, my red face gave it away.

“Ha-hah, I’m going for a piss, back in a tick T-bone.”

I watch Enzo leave the room and I start to clear away the cans and bottles we’ve been through.

“Hey, I might head home Tim, I didn’t realise the time, hope you don’t mind I drank your water that was on the kitchen counter.”

I don’t remember having any water out, it wouldn’t be unusual though. 

“E, don’t think you’re driving home, you’ve drunk too much.”

I can literally see the thought process going through his head.

“Yeah good call, I guess you have a roommate for the night, I’ll go and have a shower.”

“Okay, I’ll get some sheets and make up the couch for the you.”

“Get stuffed! I’ll sleep in the bed with you, that’s if you think you can keep your hands to yourself, ha-hah.”

“You know what Enzo, I think your safe.”

I hear the shower start and Enzo singing, badly.  I pack away the gaming equipment and sit down watching some more TV.  I hear the shower stop and keep watching some music videos to give Enzo some time to dry off and find something to put on from my wardrobe.

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It’s been a good 15 minutes and Enzo still hasn’t appeared so I’m guessing he’s crashed already, so I shut the TV off and head into the bedroom.  Walking through the door I see Enzo, wearing a pair of my briefs, practically passed out on the bed.

“Wow Enzo I’m glad I didn’t let you drive now,”

I’m ashamed to admit I stood and took in the vision before me, I’ve never seen Enzo undressed like this before.  His lean figure is almost perfect, he has just the right amount of chest hair with a pleasure trail running down his torso into my briefs that are showing off his package beautifully, being that he’s borrowed a pair of mine they’re about a size too small so I can see the outline of his uncut cock and the elastic gaps around the legs as there’s not enough material to cover his balls, the skin of his sack visible. I snap myself out of staring at him and start to strip off to my underwear.

“Hi Timbo.”

I hate to admit it, I squealed a bit from fright.

“How the hell did you get in here Mike?”

“I’ve been here for hours, I let myself in when you were in the shower, you need to put some furniture in your spare room, so this is your mate Enzo?”

“Yes, leave him alone.”

I move to stand between Mike and Enzo. 

He picks up a duffel bag and comes over to me, from the bag he pulls out 4 leather cuffs and tosses them at me. 

“Put them on.”

I assess my situation, I can hear is Enzo mumbling and groaning on the bed and look at him with concern, why hasn’t he gotten up?

“Don’t worry about him, he’s fine… , he drank the water I put out earlier that I spiked with Rohypnol, he’s awake but totally relaxed and won’t remember a thing that happens for the next 3 or 4 hours.  It was actually meant for you but this has worked out much better.”

“Yeah I know what it does Mike, I’m not an idiot!”

Apparently that was funny as Mike bursts into laughter.  I asses the situation… I can’t run, I can’t leave Enzo alone here with Mike.  If I’m here I can keep the focus on me and somehow protect Enzo no matter how humiliating it might be, the fact that Enzo won’t remember anything is my only saving grace.  I give Mike a ‘fuck you’ look and reluctantly put the cuffs on my wrists and ankles. 

He turns me around so that I’m facing Enzo laying on the bed who is looking at me with glassy eyes, he roughly pulls my my arms behind me and clips my wrists together locking them with a padlock and removes the key.  My briefs are pushed down and they fall to the floor around my ankles so I step out of them, he pushes my ankles together and like my wrists locks my ankles together with another padlock.  He pushes the back of my knees and I hit the floor hard, I’m now kneeling at the end of my bed.

Mike moves to the side of me and I watch as he grabs Enzo’s legs.

“Get your fucking hands off him Mike, he’s straight, he hasn’t done anything to you!l

“Oh calm down Tim, I’m not going to hurt him…”

He keeps pulling Enzo until his bum is perched on the end of the bed in front of me, and then he pulls the briefs down Enzo’s legs until they are off.  He’s positioned Enzo so that his feet are on the floor spread wide enough that they are either side of me.  Looking down in front of me is his soft dick and low hanging balls.  Mike reaches out and cups his balls lifting them.

I’m fuming, I’m about to explode a mouth full of abuse when…

“Suck his dick Tim.”

“What!, no, I won’t!”

Mike grabs my hair and pulls me down pushing my face into Enzo’s groin but I refuse to open my mouth, he grinds my face against Enzo’s trimmed pubes before pulling me back again. He starts to push me down again but this time reaches out and twists my left nipple until I yell in pain, as soon as my lips part he pushes my open mouth onto Enzo’s soft cock head.

“I can hold you here all night Tim, you’re going to give your friend a blow job one way or another.”

I listen to Enzo mumbling as I lick the tip of his dick that pokes out from his foreskin, I have no idea what he’s trying to say but I did make out my name in his mumbles.  I keep gently licking as Mike watches, my nose is pushed into Enzo’s pubes and I feel his dick swell.  His mumbling continues and again all I can make out is my name, I start sucking his dick and it swells some more, it now feels semi hard in my mouth, I see Mike’s hands running over Enzo’s chest.

“Get your hands off him, do whatever you want to me but don’t touch him!”

“Shut up and suck his dick.”

I take Enzo’s cock back in my mouth and Mike moves away, I’m now blowing Enzo’s hard dick and it’s about 7 inches and solid as a steel pole and I can taste pre-cum.

“Suck his balls Timmy.”

I lift off his dick and it falls to his waist, I hear a phone start recording… I open my mouth and press my lips to his left and slightly smaller ball and suck it into my mouth. I use my tongue to roll it around before popping it out and sucking the second.

“Get back on his dick.”

Letting his ball fall out of my mouth I lean forward over his groin and take his cock in my mouth again, I can taste his leaking pre-cum as I lick along the shaft and around the swollen gland. Mike stands on the bed and positions himself over Enzo filming me being forced to give my friend a blow job.  He finally stops recording and bends forward grabbing one of Enzo’s knees lifting his leg back and then grasps his ankle, he repeats this to his other leg and standing back up holds Enzo’s legs vertically, his inner thighs now pressed against my head.

“Rim your friend Tim.”

I stop sucking and let Enzo’s dick fall out of my mouth.

“Fuck you, I’ll make you pay for this.”

I move back and push my face into Enzo’s cheeks, I hear the phone start recording again, Enzo’s balls are pressed against my eyes as I stick my tongue out and wipe it across his hole.  All I can hear is louder mumbling and moans as I dance my tongue around. Mike lets his ankles go and Enzo’s legs fall down onto my shoulders and then slide off spreading his legs as they slide down my arms.  Mike gets off the bed, I don’t know what he doing until I feel him touching my chest and I can see the faint hint of light from below my chin when I don’t have balls pushing into my eyes, I can only imagine what he’s filming from that angle. 

The light goes away and Mike’s hand grabs my dick and starts wanking it and rubbing the pre-cum I’m dribbling around the tip of my dick, then as quickly as he started he stops again. I hear Enzo groan and feel the base of his dick move on my forehead, I pull pack and see Mike stroking my friends cock.

“NO! STOP!”

Mike grabs my hair again and my face is pulled back into Enzo’s arse, I’m distracted by how much Enzo’s dick is moving when my hair is pulled again pulling me up. I rise up and Mike holds my head over Enzo’s dick as he jerks it.  Mike jerks faster and faster, Enzo is moaning and I glance up his body past his chest to make sure he was okay, at that point my face is splattered with Enzo’s cum, shooting over my left cheek, lips and chin.

Mike lets my hair go and from behind me I’m lifted to my feet and pulled back away from the foot of the bed, I keep my eyes on Enzo as Mike collects my briefs off the floor and wipes the cum off my face, scrunches them into a fabric ball and pushes them into my mouth.  A gag is fastened around my head keeping my undies in place followed by a tight blindfold.

“Mmfffpphh.”

“Oh don’t worry Timmy, you’re friend is safe.”

A pair of headphones are put on me and ‘baby shark’ starts playing, I’m completely unaware of what is happening around me.  His hands rub my chest and stokes my dick and then he disappears. How did this happen, I’m naked, bound, blind and deaf in my own house.  I can’t tell how long I have been standing here, ‘baby shark’ is on repeat, I’ve lost count how many cycles it has had and it’s driving me insane.

I jump as I feel my dick flicked by a finger, another hand runs up my back from the crack of my arse as my penis is lightly touched. I don’t want to but my body betrays me and I’m sporting an erection. My ankles are unlocked and I can stand more comfortably, I feel something being wrapped around my neck, it’s a collar and is buckled at the back, I’m pushed in the back and I move forward until my shins hit the bed, I’m spun around 180 degrees and pushed down so that my arse hits the mattress. I’m fearful as I know I’m now sitting where Enzo was, what has he done with him.  My legs are pushed apart and I can feel something being attached to the cuffs on my ankles, in a minute I can’t close my legs due to a spreader bar, the headphones are mercifully taken off and the gag is removed…

“Mike you sick fuc… mmffpph!”

Another gag is push into my mouth, it feels like a solid ring holding my mouth and teeth open wide and a small dildo pushing into my mouth holding my tongue down.  I’m pushed on the shoulder back onto the bed, Mike finally takes the blindfold off and I quickly look around.  I see Enzo is laying on the bed next to me, his head is turned towards me looking at me with his glassy eyes.  I’m worried for Enzo as his mumbling is slowing down and is more of a murmur now. 

“Looking good boys !”

“MMMFFPPHH !”

Mike pushes my legs back so that my knees are almost touching my chest and with some rope secures my legs in this position to a metal hook on my collar. I now watch him bring in a chair from the kitchen and drops a device on it, I know what it is immediately… a fuck machine. 

He lines the lubed dildo attached to the end of the metal shaft up with my arse and pushes in the tip making me groan into the gag as it invades me, he leaves it there and lightly tickles under my balls making me squirm. I hear a click and the machine starts thrusting into me, in and out, in and out, in and out, the motion is relentless, the pace is a thrust in and out every second.

Mike brings in another chair snd sits on it at the base of the bed between Enzo’s legs.  With his phone he takes a number of pics of the both of us and captures a short video of me being fucked by the machine.  From his pocket he takes out my phone…

“So Tim, I notice you reset your phone a few days ago.  Nice try but did you really think that would work.  Tell me the new passcode for your phone, blink or grunt each number to me.”

I shake my head vigorously 

“Mmffpph mmffpph.”

“Hahaha, I thought you’d take the hard path.”

Mike grabs the bottle of lube he has and applies some to a finger, I watch in horror as he reaches out and pushes it into Enzo who grunts and squirms next to me as Mike starts to finger him.

“Your friend is tight Tim.  The choice is yours, as soon as you give me the code I’ll stop, otherwise I’ll put that machine fucking you in him.”

I start grunting each number as I watch Mike finger Enzo, as soon as he has the phone unlocked he pulls out of Enzo and wipes the lube off his finger, reaches out to the machine and with a click the pace of the dildo pushing into me doubles making be groan and grunt.

“You’re a good friend Timmy, what a shame Enzo won’t know what you’re doing for him.”

Mike starts modifying my phone again and I turn my head towards Enzo who’s now looking at the ceiling. I close my eyes and try to take the focus off the thrusting my arse is getting while listening to Mike type, download apps and send messages and emails from my phone while periodically reapplying lube to the dildo.

Finally Mike finishes with my phone and puts it on the bed and with a flick he changes the pace again on the machine fucking me, it feels like a jackhammer thrusting in and out of me.

I see Mike coming towards my face with a rag which is held over my nose.

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I open my eyes and I see light coming from my bathroom and the shower is running, I look around the room and everything looks normal, I have a feel and I’m wearing briefs, looking to my side I can see the bed has been slept in next to me.  The Shower stops and I hear Enzo drying off, he quickly comes into the room in another pair of my briefs.

“Morning Tim, thanks for letting me crash here last night, I didn’t realise how much I drank, last night is a real blur I don’t even remember you coming in.  Hope you don’t mind but I’ve borrowed a pair of your undies, I’ll get them back to you later.”

I heave a sigh of relief, he truely doesn’t recall anything from last night.

“It’s all good mate, keep them if you want.”

“Haha, thanks.”

Enzo dresses and collects his watch, wallet and phone from the bedside table.

“Well I’m off to work, I’ll talk to you later.”

With that he exits the room, I hear the door close and his car move out of the drive.  I grab my phone to see what the damage is and as I suspect it’s back to what it was like before and true to form there’s a video message from Mike.  I hit play and the screen shows me tied on the bed with the fuck machine hammering my arse at full speed, it pans over and I see a naked Enzo.  The camera spins and I see Mike.

“Morning sunshine, that was fun last night wasn’t it… well as you just saw your still swallowing the dildo like a champ.  Enzo here has been fun, I bet he’s popular with the ladies…”

The camera spins again and I cringe as I watch Mike take Enzo’s dick in his hand and starts stroking it and flicking the head making it grow to a full erection again which he strokes.

“I’m sure you’ve wanted to blow him like you did last night for some time, so you’re welcome, hahaha.  Now, if you pull a stunt like resetting your phone again you can be assured I will forward to this lad here the video of you rimming him.  Tim, you will do anything I tell you to, I own you.”

The video ends and I want to throw up, I feel sick with anxiety and regret, what can I do to make this end?

Before I start I have to state that I did willingly consent to everything that happened throughout this encounter and I was never physically harmed in any way. All involved were willing participants. It was just rough roll play. Any language used throughout this encounter was for effect to enhance our roll play experience. I do not condone any behaviour of this nature outside this setting or context and fully expect anyone who reads this story to understand this kind of behaviour without any party (persons) consent is both morally wrong and highly illegal

If you are easily offended and/or have experienced sexual or physical abuse, may I suggest this story isn’t for you. 

Let’s begin……

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This story follows on from my previous one. If you haven’t read it please do so to get a better feel for how I became to land at this point

After my first encounter with Callum we didn’t talk for around a month. I didn’t go down to the pub at all and we didn’t talk on the phone or text.

Everyone noticed my absence down our local and I made many excuses to my friends as to why I didn’t go down there for so long, like I wasn’t feeling well, I was cutting back on the drink and I was trying to focus on my relationship. This only made my friends suspect it was something else but what really made me go back and make an appearance was when someone mentioned that the landlady told them the last time I was in there I went back to Callum’s place with him and people were asking what happened between us two.

I knew I couldn’t hide away forever and I had to show my face eventually but I was really scared that someone had found out what really happened between us. One day after work I decided I was going to bite the bullet and go down. I went home, got a shower and headed to the pub. I went in the back door and ordered a pint from the smaller bar hoping I would go unnoticed but the landlady soon ruined that plan.

“Yaaaaay, your back. We thought Callum had you locked in his wardrobe or something” she joked. Seeing him stood behind her smiling, I definitely thought something may have been said. Callum quickly said “He wishes” making a joke about what was said.

I made my way outside and sat down at a table on my own as no one I usually sat with was in there yet. I heard Callum telling the landlady he was taking a break before he made his way outside. He lit up and headed straight over to my table and sat beside me. He nudged me with his shoulder and asked me where I had been. I told him I just didn’t feel like coming down. There wasn’t many in and no one could hear our conversation from where we were in the beer garden.

He said, “She (Sarah the landlady) was only joking you know. I haven’t said anything to anyone. I promised you I wouldn’t didn’t I”. That put me at ease a bit more. He asked me why I hadn’t spoken to him for so long and if he had taken thing’s too far the last time we were together. I told him I was scared and unsure if I could trust a guy who in retrospect I hadn’t really known all that long.

“And the other question?” he asked, talking about if he took it too far. I kind of sniggered a little and said “Well I kind of asked for that one didn’t I. What did I expect?” I told him. Just as I said that a bunch of our friends walked in and made a fuss that I had shown up so the conversation ended there.

I had a good night with the lads and I headed off home as normal after closing time. As I walked home I got a call from Callum. He said it was great to see me again and find out we were still on speaking terms. By that time I had figured he hadn’t told anyone and I was being a little harsh in mistrusting him. I told him we’re absolutely cool, still mate’s like we were before and it was just me being silly. I told him I should never have doubted him. Callum understood where I was coming from and said he wished he’d made more of an effort but he didn’t know what my response would be.

It was great to talk to him again like that and have my friend back. We hadn’t known each other very long but I felt me and him had a good connection. Now more than ever I guess. We had a bit of a catch up before I got to my front door to find it locked and the latch was bolted shut from the inside. I said “That will teach me not to drink on a work night hey”. We laughed and he invited me round to his again but I declined him because I was on an early shift the next morning. Instead I made my way around the corner to my Mum’s house so I could stay on her couch.

My Mum opened up and before long I was laid out on her sofa. I was just starting to drift off when I heard my phone go off. I picked it up and it was an MMS message from Callum. I opened it to see it was a video of him stroking his big hard cock and him telling me he wished I was there to help him out. I didn’t reply as I wanted to get some sleep so I wasn’t falling asleep at work.

The next day came and I went to work as usual but I just couldn’t get Callum’s video out of my mind. I found myself wandering around getting thing’s wrong and daydreaming about our last encounter. Several time’s during the day I found myself having to cover up my excitement. By the time the afternoon came around and it was nearly time to go home, I took myself off to the toilet. While I was in there and already had my cock in my hand I decided I would return the favour to Callum and make him a video of my own.

I stood in the little cubicle and stoked my cock until I was hard. It didn’t take long while thinking about his video. I soon pressed the record button and was stroking myself off for him. I then perched my phone on the toilet and decided to show off my small perky bum for him. I bent right over and caressed my cheeks when I heard someone enter the room. I quickly stopped what I was doing and ended the recording.

I pulled up my trousers and sat down on the toilet for a minute or two and debated whether or not to press send. I eventually plucked up the courage to send it and I thought nothing more about it except for what he may say when I saw him in the pub in an hour or so.

I finished work as usual. Went home and got an ear full from my girlfriend for the night before and made my way back down the pub after telling her no wonder I don’t come back when that’s what I come back to. Yet it’s alright for her to invite all her friends round and drink wine all night (but that’s a different story).

Upon getting there I went in and stood by the bar to get a drink. I could see Callum had seen me in the mirror behind the bar. Looking at me through the glass he shook his head at me as if he wasn’t happy about something. Feeling my nerves getting more on edge as my turn to be served came closer, wondering what was wrong. He got round to serving me and he said “I need a word with you when you’ve got a minute”. My heart sank. I didn’t know what to think and I was so nervous about what he was going to say.

I made my way outside to the same secluded table we all usually sit at because it was a nice summer’s day. I waited for what seemed a lifetime before Callum emerged from inside. He made his way over and sat down beside me and said, “Are you crazy sending me stuff like that while I’m at work?”. I told him I was sorry. He told me “Don’t be sorry to me. It was you who nearly got found out”.

In shock, I asked him “Why? What happened?”. Callum went on to explain, “When I opened your message I didn’t realise Sarah was stood behind me. I was looking at your video when she came up behind me and snatched it right out my hand and started watching it”. In utter disbelief my jaw nearly hit the floor. “She’s going, Oooooh look at him, he’s got a nice thing hasn’t he Callum?. Nice ass too huh?” He told me not to worry though. Luckily she didn’t look who it was from and my face wasn’t showing in any of the video except the first bit which had already passed by the time she had snatched it from him.

I’ve never been so relieved in my life. We had a bit of a giggle about it after and he commented on how he was surprised that I showed him my ass considering how much I squealed when he entered me the last time. I told him I never really thought about it that way, I just wanted to send him something that I thought he would like. Callum chuckled and said “Yeh right. You loved it really”. I told him I’ve never felt pain like it in my life and he was never going there again.

Yet again our conversation was cut short by our friends coming in and over the next couple of days we kept in contact by messaging each other secretly. He was persistent in his efforts to get me to come and see him after work but I politely declined.

That was until the weekend when we all got really drunk and he convinced me to go on a fishing trip the weekend after. He knew none of our other friends liked fishing so he saw a perfect opportunity to exploit the situation and ran with it.

All week he was telling me what he’d like to do with me. Trying to coax me into letting him finish off what we started round his house and asking what my other fantasies are. I told him some of my fantasies, one of which that he honed in on most was me having fun with more than one guy. Callum really liked the idea of us being joined by someone else and seeing me trying to handle two dom guy’s. I even sent him videos of me using my girlfriend’s dildo.

As the week went on our conversations got hotter and more hardcore the more we spoke. He eventually got it out of me that I’d like to try double penetration but not if they were as big as him.

My girlfriend was more than happy to get rid of me for the weekend considering the crap time’s we’d had the previous couple of weekends sat at home with her girlfriend’s.

Me and Callum met up around his place and loaded up his car with our bags, plenty of beer and our tackle. On our way down there Callum told me I’d have to teach him how to fish because he’s only ever done it a couple of times and never caught a thing in his life. “You crafty bastard” I called him. “You never had any intentions of fishing. All you wanted to do was get me on my own again”. He cracked out laughing and told me “You can’t blame me for trying can you? It paid off didn’t it?” He smirked.

He then confessed that his tackle box was full of beer too to which I had to see the funny side really. All the way there he was pleading with me to let him finish what we started. I didn’t have the balls to say yes again. Well not while I was sober anyway. I didn’t actually know where he was taking us but it wasn’t that far from where we lived really when travelling by car. I’d just never been there before. Which wasn’t that surprising because it was in the middle of nowhere.

Once we got there, we pulled over, parked the car and headed down towards this wooded area by the river. It was really secluded and around half a mile from the road. As we walked through the woods towards the riverbank Callum stopped infront of me and said “Shit, there’s someone already here”.

Looking past him there was a guy sat by his tent with his rod in hand.

The guy looked around at us as we approached and said hello. I asked him if he had caught anything to which he said he had a couple of bites but not landed anything yet. We wished him good luck and moved on down the river a little bit to a spot that was flatter and had a bit more privacy. We could still see the guy from where we were but there was nowhere else to set up our tents without there being any tree roots and bumps so we settled for that spot.

I turned to Callum and said “Well that’s fucked your plans hasn’t it Callum?” while laughing to myself. “Fuck off” he replied. “That’s not even funny”.

I couldn’t stop laughing at him. Although he’s a sporty type he seemed so out of place when it came to making himself at home outdoors. We put up our tents, blew up my air mattress I had recently bought then headed back up to the car to go get our tackle and beers. I teased Callum all the while. Telling him how if that guy wasn’t there I would have let him do anything he wanted with me. I told him he could have even phoned a friend and asked them to join us to really rub his nose in it and wind him up.

Once we got back I showed Callum how to set up his gear then cracked open a couple of beers. I started to unpack all the beers from Callum’s tackle box and fill my landing net with them to keep them cold while Callum went off into the bushes for a piss. To my surprise, I got half way down to find that it was only half full with beer. What I found in the bottom half was a long length of rope all coiled up and four leather restraints with thick steel rings on them. I knew he wouldn’t be very long so I shut up his box and pretended like I never knew anything about them.

He came back and we carried on fishing with not much luck at all. Callum finished his beer and went into his box to get another. He looked over at me with a smile and I said, “So what did you have planned then you kinky fucker?”. He told me he’ll show me once that guy fucks off and leaves us alone.

Looking like the guy almost definitely wasn’t going anywhere I felt confident enough to ask if that was a promise and wind Callum up even further. He replied with “only if you promise to let me finish what we started and I can phone a friend” while flashing me a wink, rubbing his crotch. “Deal?” he asked. “We’ll see how I feel” I said with a smirk and a wink of my own.

Seeing what time it was when I looked at my watch, I knew there wasn’t many hour’s of daylight left so I changed the subject and suggested we collect some wood for a fire later on so we could cook our food and keep the midges away.

We spent a good hour and a half collecting enough bits of old fallen branches and took a couple of large logs that the forestry commission had felled before lighting a fire.

We hadn’t packed to do any night fishing so when nightfall came we sat around the campfire and unsurprisingly Callum brought up the conversation we were having earlier. The drinks were flowing and it was safe to say we were on the way to being fairly drunk. We also had some smokes on the go so I was feeling pretty relaxed.

Callum kept probing how far I’d go if this guy went away and as he was still there I was still making promises I wouldn’t normally make thinking the chances of him leaving now were pretty slim. Then Callum asked me what I’d do if the guy saw us messing around and decided to come watch while we got it on.

I thought the beer had gone to his head because that was so far fetched and something that would never happen in a million years in real life so I went along with it and said I’d let him watch if he wanted.

Callum suggested we tried it to see what he’d do. “He might kick our heads in too” I said back.

“I think he’s more likely to freak out and fuck off” Callum suggested. I said maybe but are you willing to risk it while laughing at his ridiculous suggestion. His quizzing got even more far fetched and I played along with it thinking he was only winding himself up more than anything else. Then he asked me if I’d let the pair of them use the restraints in his tackle box to tie me up and use me.

Intoxicated and feeling pretty bold in what I’d do with him, I told him “Sure, whatever you want. Is that what you want to hear? Or maybe you’d like to string me up from the trees and you both DP me all night long in this fantasy world your in right now?”. He sniggered and asked “What you’d do that now?”. I waved my hands in the air and said “Yeh why not” while giving him a look that hinted that I was getting pretty fed up with his line of questioning by now.

“Promise” he said looking at me while raising his eyebrow and winking. I let out a big sigh to let him know I was sick of hearing this stuff now and I told him “Yeh I promise I’d let you screw the living daylights out of me. Now can we change the subject?”

Callum started laughing once more when I heard a voice from over my shoulder saying “Well I guess it’s your lucky day then boy because that ass of yours looked pretty sweet as you walked away from me earlier”

I instantly recognised the voice and I knew it was him. I looked round to see the fisherman from up the river walking towards me from out of the shadows with a can of beer in one hand and his fishing stool in the other.

He was a big burly kind of guy with a beard in his 40’s if I had to guess. Around 6 and a half feet tall. To say he was an imposing figure was putting it lightly considering I’m 5ft 8 and slender built.

He held his hand out and introduced himself as Mark. He shook my hand and dam near broke my fingers his grip was so tight.

Mark sat his stool down next to me, placed his huge hand on my leg and said “Don’t look so scared, I promise you’ll enjoy it eventually” before bellowing out a deep Frank Bruno type laugh which didn’t help my nerves one bit.

“You dirty bastard. You had this planned all along didn’t you?” I hissed at Callum. “I don’t know what your talking about” he grinned as Mark moved his hand up my leg and grabbed hold of my cock and balls while I quickly stood up to move away from this total stranger who was now groping me.

I went to move away but he quickly took hold of the back of my pants and dragged me backwards onto his lap.

“Don’t be trying to run away now boy. You can’t be making promises like that and not fulfilling them now can you. Who knows what might happen to you out here, all on your own in the woods” Mark said as he attempted to slide his hand down the back of my belted up jean’s.

I tried to stand once again and this time Mark stood up with me. I attempted to walk away from him but he soon reminded me he had me firmly in his grasp.

“I can’t believe you’d fucking do this to me Callum. What the fuck do you think I am?” I asked him. “Come on” he said. “I thought you’d like it after what you were telling me during the week”

“Calm down man. Let’s face it we both knew what was going to happen once we got here anyway. What difference does it make that I invited a friend. You said you wanted to try it” Callum said, trying to plead with me.

I shouted “The fucking difference is, I’ve only ever taken the end of your cock before today and now you’ve got me here wanting me to take both of you”. I attempted to shout “The difference is two fucking cocks instead of one” but I only managed to shout “The difference is” before Mark’s big hand covered my mouth and he said rather scarily while he pulled me back against his chest, “If this is your way of trying to tell me I’ve come all the way out here for nothing, I’m not going to be a happy man. Remember where you are boy. Go ahead and yell but I assure you no one will hear you. Do you understand?”.

I realised I wasn’t going to get away with just doing stuff with Callum by now and before I had chance to react Mark then said “I’ve brought plenty of lube and we’ve both got plenty of experience so the best thing you can do right now is play along with what you’ve been so boldly promising or you may find that my lube has gone missing if you get what I mean”

I stood perfectly still in fear of what was going to happen next. “I expected an answer from you then you dumb little fuck. Are you going to comply then or what?” Mark asked angrily.

I gave a nod of my head to let him know I would. “No no no no no” Mark growled. “Want to hear you say it”.

He loosened his hand slightly from over my mouth. “Yes” I hastily squeaked. “No, I want to hear you say exactly what you wanted us to do to you in your fantasy. Callum’s told me all about it. Say it” he demanded.

“I want you to take turns fucking me in the ass” I said. He tightened his hand back around my mouth and told Callum to get the restraints and rope. Callum with a big smile on his face, clearly getting off on what was happening quickly headed over to the box and began to take them out. Mark then said no bring the whole thing over here. Callum did as he asked and put it on the floor infront of me.

“Get them restraints on his wrists and clip them together. I never noticed the clips he had in there when I looked but it made things go much quicker than I was expecting they could. A moment later I was all buckled up and unable to move my hands. Mark with his hand still covering my mouth began to pull me down to the floor. Digging his knees into the back of mine so I couldn’t resist until I was on my knees. He ordered Callum to to get a tight grip of my restraints and hold my hands up in the air.

Callum did as he was told and while he was at it he took it upon himself to release his straining hard cock from his pants. Mark laughed and took his hand away from my mouth. He reached round from behind me and undone my belt and buttons on my jean’s. He then jolted me forward with a firm hand on my back, bending me over the fishing box.

“Hold him down there so he can’t move” Mark said. Callum stood on the two clips holding the restraints together so I couldn’t move them from that spot. Mark then pulled my belt off all the way through all the loops before moving onto taking off my shoes and socks. Callum meanwhile began to slap me around the face with his heavy monstrous dick. His precum spewing out the end and making me lick it off before making it clear I was to open my mouth to suck him off once more.

Mark then took hold of each side of my jeans and virtually ripped them from my bottom half. Pulling them almost all the way down in one. Sweeping my knees back so I was completely laid on my front over the box. He dragged them completely off by the ankles and said “Hmmmmm Callum. That’s even better than I thought from that video you sent me. We’re going to have some fun tonight mate”

He slapped my ass hard and then said “I don’t think you understood my request before. When I said I wanted to hear your fantasy, I wanted to hear what you wanted us to do to you. Why don’t you try telling me again you useless cunt”

Callum took his cock from my mouth to let me speak. “I want you to both to take me rough and fuck me from each end”

I heard my belt buckle jingle behind me. Then there was a slight pause before I heard a swoosh followed by a crack as the leather smacked against my bare cold skin. The pain took my breath away as he struck me over and over again. Five times it lashed away into my buttocks.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh. Stop, Please, Stop” I begged. “I’ll fucking double it every time you get it wrong do you hear me you fucking skinny little cum dump” he scathed. “Alright, alright. Anything. Just tell me what you want me to say and I’ll say it” I whimpered.

Swoosh went the belt once more. “Last warning or its ten next time am I making myself clear?” Mark warned.

“I’ll ask you once more. What exactly do you want us to do to you. What was it that Callum couldn’t get you to admit to when you was round his place huh? What EXACTLY was it he was about to do to you before your girl so rudely interrupted him, hmmm?” “I want to hear it. I want you to say it out loud for me and I want you to tell us that’s what you want right now” Mark urged.

I didn’t want to say it out loud. I always refrained from thinking about what it actually was even though in my fantasy that’s what I really wanted but now I was here in this situation I would have given anything to be somewhere else and not have to say it to them. I took a moment to compose myself as I tried to compute what was going to happen to me.

“You insolent bastard” I heard Mark shout followed by that familiar sound of the belt whipping through the air and I recieved exactly what he said he would deliver.

I knew from the first crack I had taken too long to answer and as he carried on I tried to spit out what he wanted me to say. By the fifth or sixth swipe, through gritted teeth, “rape me” I cried. He carried on until I received the full ten and told me to say it properly.

“I WANT YOU TO RAPE ME I SAID”.

I should have phrased it better because that only incensed him further.

Barely giving it a second thought he mercilessly began to beat my ass once more while breaking words up in time with each lashing he gave me.

“Fuck…ing….tell…us….pro…perly….you…fuck…ing…stu…pid…lit…tle…cunt…Fuck…ing…beg…me…you…piece…of…shit….or…we’ll…fuck…you….dry” Mark was saying while dishing out my punishment.

All the while I’m whaling out, “Ahhhhhh, Please, Rape me. I want you to rape me, both of you rape me, PLEASE rape me, AHHHHHHahahaaaa, I’m beginning you please I want you to rape meeeeeeeee, ahhhhhw”

I’m sure he went further than twenty as he kept striking me but I wasn’t counting. I just wanted him to stop. Then he did. “That wasn’t so hard now was it?” Callum said to me before he jammed his now iron like dick all the way into my mouth and throat while I cried out in pain. I couldn’t help it. I was instantly sick all over his cock and balls as I wretched and heaved.

“Yeeeh” he jeered as he began to pump away at my throat. I felt Mark wrapping another two restraints around my ankles before I saw him put a load more wood on the fire out of the corner of my eye. He made it larger than before which unnerved me further. Callum wasn’t holding back at all. The more I struggled and choked the more he got off on it. I was so out of my depth it was unreal.

I saw Mark dragging something over towards the back side of the fire but I couldn’t make out what it was while Callum humped his huge dick into my throat over and over again. His moans were getting louder as he shafted my throat harder. His cock got stiffer than I ever thought possible and he began shooting his load down my gullet. I involuntarily threw up over his balls once more as his dick pulsed inside me. It felt like he shot me in my heart it came out so hard. One blast after the other until he finally finished and eventually released himself from my aching jaws.

Mark approached Callum and whispered something in his ear while pointing at something. I couldn’t see what exactly because my eyes were streaming from the stain Callum had put my throat under.

As Callum wandered off towards where he was pointing. Mark stood infront of me. “Give me your hands” he ordered. Not needing to be told twice I put my hands up towards him and he dragged me up onto my feet again.

“Come round this side of this box now and turn around” was his next direction. He put his knees between mine and similarly to before he soon had me on my knees once more. He came round the front of me again and unzipped himself infront of me. Although Mark was a big guy, to my surprise and relief he wasn’t quite as well endowed as Callum. He was still larger than me by a way but I think I would have choked to death if I had to take anyone bigger than Callum.

He took over from where Callum was except this time Mark pushed me down onto the box further with his hand on my back. It wasn’t long before I found out why either. Mark had no intention of staying in my mouth very long. He did have me talking him in my throat like Callum did but Mark was soon applying a lot of pressure on my back as he leaned over me and slapped my ass some more.

I could then feel something wet dribbling all down between my arse cheeks and I knew it wasn’t the rain. Mark immediately pulled out my mouth and moved behind me.

Like I felt before with Callum, his cock head was really warm against my arsehole. More so this time as we were outside. I told myself he’s not as big as Callum so don’t worry. I was determined not to give him the satisfaction of making me squeal like Callum did. I grit my teeth and waited for him to push into me slightly so I had a good idea when it was coming but Mark had other plans.

He drove his manhood into me with way more force. I screamed like a girl as he managed to break his way through my ass muscles with ease. Mark was way deeper than Callum was already with his very first thrust. Pulling right out of me, I then felt more lube pouring over my ass and I could hear it squelch between his hand and his sizable cock.

Again not expecting Mark to be so quick or powerful in his efforts to get his throbbing hard cock inside me he took me by surprise once more in a way that would change my life forever.

His vigour and sheer brute strength pile drived his meat inside me until I felt his hairy, course skin slap up against the back of my legs and smooth, sore buttocks. His full heavy balls clashing into mine like one of those swinging metal desk toys. I didn’t know what had hit me. It honestly felt like a starving baby elephant had ran trunk first straight into the back of me and impaled my arsehole in search for nuts. I thought my insides were going to literally come out my mouth.

“HUUUUUUUUUUUUGH” I gulped, trying to get as much air into my lungs as possible before shrieking out like a wild animal.

“AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHWWW” I howled as Mark then shoved harder forward to make sure I felt every inch and made sure he was all the way in. I kicked my legs out and lifted my hands to stop my fall as I managed to propel myself forward and wriggle from Mark’s raging cock.

Mark laughed at me as I didn’t get very far. I only managed to stumble forward over Callum’s fishing box and onto my side. I looked up at Mark and he was already stepping over the box to get at me again. He grabbed me by my ankle and asked Callum to bring over some rope. I looked over at Callum who was tying the rope around a tree at the other side of the fire.

Mark still firmly holding my ankle got down onto his knees below me and grabbed my other. I learned forward to try push him off but he was too strong. I kicked my legs out once more in an attempt to stop him but he easily overpowered me and held them tight.

Callum began to approach us on the floor with the rope and a knife in his hands. I writhed harder in a panic. Mark told him to cut a length off the rope to tie my ankles with. Callum did what he was asked and handed Mark the rope. Mark instructed Callum to take hold of my legs while he sorted the rope out.

I begged them to stop in my struggle. Callum sat his ass back onto my head as he held my legs tightly in his arms. He pinned my head to the floor with his weight so I could just about see what was happening infront of me as Mark tied loops in the end of the rope.

Once done Mark threaded the clips into the loops and hooked them through each ring on the restraints.

“It’s a little short but I’m sure he’ll learn how to cope” Mark joked.

“So you want us to stop do you cunt?” He asked. “Some people never learn do they Callum” Mark said with a satanic smile upon his face as he stripped his top half. Taking his shirt, he began to wipe the lube from his cock before screwing it up into a ball.

“Hold him tight Callum and move back a bit so I can see his face. They both laughed as Mark leaned into me and began to stuff his shirt into my mouth.

My eyes were on stalks and I could hear my short panicked breaths as if they were being played through a loudspeaker into my ears. I never felt so sorry for myself in all my life and I knew now I had way worse to come.

Mark pushed my legs back further and told Callum to hold me there. My ass lifted from the dirty floor as Mark leaned forward and now had unrestricted access to my asshole. Again he tried to spear his way into me but I was too tight. He gripped his cock tightly with his hand to guide and steer himself inside me.

He pressed his helmet against my puckered, stinging hole and began to push his way slowly into my ass.
“Ahhhhhhhhhh” I yelped as I bit down hard onto his shirt. It hurt so bad. Mark leaned further forward forcing my legs up higher but the rope prevented me from stretching them into a position that I thought might ease the pain so I tried to shuffle my ass a little and widen my knees apart.

“Your full of shit” Mark hissed. “Look at you trying to get me inside you” he said. “Don’t worry, here it comes” Mark grunted

He wasn’t joking. He roughly inched his way inside me using short, sharp, powerful thrusts. It literally felt like he was trying to push my whole ass inside me. I cried out in pain as he got deeper and deeper but I didn’t dare speak incase I dug myself further into a hole.

Once he was fully inside again he did as before and gave me that extra shove to let me know who’s boss. I was sweating so bad. My blood pressure must have been through the roof. Mark pulled almost all the way out. Just leaving the head of his cock inside me. He waited a second before plunging back into me slowly. His cock was so hard. He did this around ten times. Then all of a sudden he stopped. He waited longer this time while adjusting himself slightly. Then he rammed into me so hard and furiously.

I can’t even describe the noises that came out of me as he fucked me like this. There wasn’t a muscle in my body that didn’t tense up with every forceful thrust of his dick. Every sense in my body was at it’s peak. I could hear my heart in my head, I could smell the sweat our bodies where creating, my asshole felt like it was on fire, I could taste the mixture of sick and Callum’s cum every time he entered my asshole and I gasped for another breath.

It seemed like Mark had been fucking me like this for an hour none stop before he sped up and really went to town on me. He took his shirt from my mouth and told me he wanted to hear my screams. I didn’t disappoint. Not that I had a choice. I had no control over what was coming out my mouth by now.

If we had wild wolves in the UK, I’m convinced they would have surrounded us by now thinking I was a meal ready for the taking. As Mark got closer to cumming I his sweat dripped onto my face as he looked down on me. He made me lick it from my lips which seemed to spur him on further.

Then without warning he tensed up and shot his hot load inside me. I didn’t think he was going to stop as he just kept pumping me with wave after wave of his gooey mess.

Once he finished he slumped onto me for a while. His heavy panting torso laid on me quivering as his last spurts of cum leaked into my now red raw hole. He stayed there for a minute or two while he gathered his breath and I got a chance to do the same.

Callum by this point had let go of my ankles and was finishing tying bits of rope to the trees while Mark was pinning me down with his heavy panting body.

Callum approached us and gave Mark a nudge. “Come on. Get him up, I want him over here” he said to Mark. Mark let out a big sigh before hauling himself back to his feet.

Callum rolled me over onto my front and told Mark to grab an arm and a leg. They took hold of my ankles and my arms just above my elbows and picked me up from the forest floor. All the twigs and sticks that had been sticking into me while Mark ravaged my asshole fell off. They carried me over to the other side of the fire where I learned they had set out my air bed on the floor and tied pieces of rope to the trees and roots around it.

There were five in all. One for every limb and another that really concerned me hanging from above. They laid me out onto my front, cut the rope connecting my ankles and attached them to the ropes Callum had set. Mark did the same with my wrists as Callum got behind me and began to lick my ass.

From the pain I had already experienced his tongue was a welcome relief. I could hear him panting as he hungrily lapped up Mark’s thick cum from my oozing asshole.

As Callum worked himself up while licking my ass, I could feel Mark pulling the rope tighter so my legs were further apart. I still had some freedom to move which surprised me considering how harsh and relentless he was with me. He then did the same with the one’s attached to my wrists.

Mark, still limp from fucking my ass, took to sitting down on my chair across from me at the other side of the fire.
As I rested on my front, I actually began to enjoy what Callum was doing. His tongue felt very soothing while he probed my busted anus.

Callum soon noticed that for the first time during our time together, I began to get aroused. He took hold of my cock from behind and began to suck the tip. His mouth worked between the two for a while until I was fully erect.

“I told you you’d enjoy it didn’t I?” Callum asked. Not wanting to cause a stir and hoping I could catch more of a break I told him “Yeh that feels good”.

I fell into his trap. Callum knelt up behind me and smacked my ass really hard. He shoved a couple of fingers in my asshole and said “Who told you this was about you. This is about you pleasuring us do you hear?”. “Yes, I’m sorry Callum. I’m really sorry” I muttered.

“I don’t think that sounded very sincere do you Mark?” Callum asked. “Not at all” he answered. “Maybe he needs teaching a lesson in politeness huh” Mark suggested.

Callum didn’t need prompting any more. “Ge on your fucking knees and bend over. Your about to get a deep cleaning boy” he said while pulling my hips up off my air bed with a familiar tight grip.

He positioned himself behind me and guided me to the height he wanted me at.

“How did he feel dry Mark?” Callum asked. “Tight as a squirrels ass” he said in his best hillbilly accent. Callum proceeded to take his t-shirt and wipe away any cum and spit left on my ass. “Alright. Hold still now little piggy” Callum joked.

I already knew what to expect from Mark’s pounding or at least I thought I did. He jabbed his huge bell against my ass a little first. He put the palm of his hand on the flat of my back to keep me still. Callum took his time compared to Mark. He teased my hole for a while. Pushing it against my hole and letting me have the freedom to pull away when I thought it was hurting too much.

He was obviously playing with me and I knew what he was planning. Callum had me there doing that for ages. One minute I thought I was ready then he would push harder and I would change my mind.

I was up and down emotionally. I couldn’t take it no more. The more he teased me the more nervous I got and I eventually I convinced myself I couldn’t take him. “Callum stop. Please Callum I can’t take anymore” I said in my most polite voice, trying to appeal to his better nature.

“Have you fucking forgotten where you are bitch?” He shouted then drove his dick into my already twitching asshole. “Ahhhhhhhh” I screamed once more. “Fuuuuuuuuuuuck, it hurts, Ahhhhhhh, Please no Callum”

Callum didn’t want to inch his way inside like Mark had to and with some of Mark’s cum still dribbling out he probably had the advantage of my ass being slightly more lubed. Within three shoves of his hips he was all the way inside me. Naturally I tried to reach back behind me to stop the pain but the ropes soon played their part.

I tried as I did with Mark to shift myself forward off his massive, girthy member but he soon caught on to what I was going to do. He held my hips tight and slammed into me hard. Callum’s cock was so fat it felt like a steam train had smashed through my back doors.

Callum didn’t waste any time once he was inside me. He began to fuck me hard as soon was all the way in. He felt so different from Mark. Callum’s dick speared into my guts so hard but his width is what made him so hard to take. I couldn’t catch my breath at all. It seemed impossible to breath even the slightest bit of air in because every time you took an in breath he would slam back in again and knock the wind right back out again.

A couple of minutes in I felt the skin on his rampant dick stick to mine. As he ploughed into me I felt a pain like nothing I had ever experienced in my life. He must have felt it too because he let out an “Ooh” and pulled right out my ass. Callum then spewed out a big glob of spit onto my asshole and rubbed his cock between my cheeks.

He eased back in making me wince once again. Moving his hips back and forth, testing how he slides in. Callum repeated this two more time’s. Making sure we wasn’t going to snag again then ramping it up even more. Similarly to Mark, Callum pulled out. He pulled out all the way though and watched for the very moment I let my bum relax, then fired his manhood back up my arse as hard as he could.

I couldn’t handle that one bit. I put everything I had into trying to writhe away from his huge log that was smashing my arsehole so hard. I managed pull away from him onto my front. God knows where I thought I could go or how I intended to keep him off.

Mark then jumped up from the seat opposite me. “Wrong move boy, I can’t sit around and watch you get away with that. No way” he said as he strut towards me with his semi erect cock in his hand and my belt in the other.

Mark handed Callum my belt and then grabbed me by my ears. He lifted my head so I was eye level with his dick. “I think it’s time we teach him a lesson he’ll never forget Callum. What do you think?”.

“I think your right. I think it’s time he lives upto his promises”

Callum stood up behind me. Wrapped my belt around my waist and buckled it up. He hauled my ass high into the air so I was on my tip toes while Mark kept hold of my head at waist level. I could feel Callum threading the length of rope that was hanging from the tree through my belt behind my back and pulling it tight so my waist was suspended in the air while simultaneously having my legs held apart by the restraints around my ankles.

“Get out of this one you skinny little bitch” said Callum. By this time Mark was now hard again and ready to go once more. He crouched down so we were face to face. He clenched his fist and put it under my chin. “See this? Bite my dick and it’s going in your ass boy am I making myself CRYSTAL clear?”.

“Yes” I managed to say with bated breath as Callum used the belt to really pull me back onto his stiff meat. He pulled back out my ass again as Mark stood up and demanded I opened my mouth. I did as I was told and Mark rammed himself into my throat in one. Holding my head right the way down while egging Callum on.

Callum waited a moment because he knew how I didn’t like it when I had no clue when it was coming. I began to heave and wretch on Mark’s cock. “Don’t you fucking dare” I heard Mark say while he shook my head with his hands on either side. I attempted to pull my head back but Mark’s hands didn’t budge and he thrust his hips towards me even harder. I was by now really coughing and spluttering over his dick. Spit drooling down my chin and onto the mattress when Callum rammed himself into me like never before and began to fuck me really fast.

Mark held me longer and longer. I tried to scream but it only made it worse. All of a sudden he released his cock from my mouth. “Yeeeeeeh, that’s it, fucking take it you cunt” Callum shouted. “Abuse that dirty fucking mouth of his” he urged Mark.

Mark didn’t need any prompting. He soon buried himself back inside my throat and turned up the heat while Callum bashed my aching used asshole. They took it in turns to pause, pull out and ram themselves inside me. Alternating all the time. Mixing it up so I didn’t know which one was coming first or both at the same time. My head was spinning. I couldn’t say who was more brutal.

Callum stopped after what seemed like forever. I think he had to incase he came. He pulled out and released my belt from around my waist letting me fall to the floor. Luckily the mattress was there because my legs had turned to jelly.

Mark soon followed his lead and I was left laid out on my front, panting like a dog on heat. They both left me there for around five minutes while they both opened a beer each and put some more wood on the fire. Mark showed a rare glimpse of compassion and offered me a drink. He poured some into my mouth before reverting back to type.

“Good boy. You’ll need that for what’s coming next” he said before slapping my face playfully.

Callum having never cum in my arse before was eager to start after having their little break. He laid ontop of me and entered me once more. He began to screw me slowly and whisper in my ear. “We’re going to make all your dreams come true you fucking little sissy slut”

I was so scared. He gave me around ten of his hardest thrusts before pulling out and manoeuvring himself so his legs were under me and his big hard cock was right infront of my face. “Go on suck it. Taste your ass you little whore” Callum urged as he pressed it against my lips.

I did as he asked and for the first time he didn’t force himself on me. I had some control over what I was doing. I sucked him slow and steady. Licking around his big fat helmet and tasting his precum. He let out a deep sigh and stopped me.

He then slid underneath me and positioned himself so I was sat astride him. His hefty cock resting between my buttocks as he pulled my knees higher up his sides. He grabbed my ass and began to fondle it softly. Callum began to rub his rock solid dick against my bum and gently slid inside. He pulled me close and whispered “Ride me”.

I knew if I had any chance of getting through this I was going to have to get to grips with relaxing my body with him inside me and this was going to be the only practice I get so I made the most of it.

Having felt what it was like to have him plough me like a mad man it was actually very nice to be able to feel him sliding in and out of me at my own pace. I sat upright and tentatively moved my hips up and down his thick meaty shaft. My ass still sore as hell but the warmth of his member inside me while not pounding me I found extremely soothing. His hands were all over me and I liked the way he was caressing my body. I closed my eyes, bit my lip and began to ride him a bit quicker.

Gaining a bit of confidence I wrapped the slack of the ropes around my wrists and began to use them to pull myself up off his cock before letting myself rock back down onto him. For the first time I wasn’t crying in pain but actually moaning with pleasure and I could feel my own cock getting harder. I opened my eyes again as Callum produced a shiny metal cock ring with a piece of string attached from just above the mattress that I hadn’t noticed before. “This should help with that” he told me.

I’d never seen one like that before. It hinged on one side while it had a little hole on the other to which you inserted a little Allen key to clasp it shut. Callum began to stoke my cock and balls gently to arouse me further. Once fully aroused, Callum cupped the ring under my balls and hinged it closed over the top of my dick. He reached up again to find the Allen key before inserting the key to lock it off.

He carried on caressing my body and playing with my cock. Taking hold of the string attached to the cock ring and gently pulling it in time with me pulling myself up with the ropes. “Like that?” He asked softly. “Ooh yeh” I gushed in delight. Closing my eyes once more with my mouth wide open in delight as we carried on with this beautiful sexual dance.

I opened my eyes to see Mark sat at the opposite side of the fire again stroking his hard dick while smoking a cigarette. Once he finished, he threw it into the fire, stood up and calmly said “Here, let me help you with that” and walked over to the tree. “Unwind that from your wrists” he asked. Callum sat up and began to kiss my chest and neck while I rode him. It felt so nice and natural. Holding me close he laid back down with his arms around me. One on my shoulder and one around my back as he slowly began to penetrate me softly and sensual.

Mark tactfully tightened the rope slowly and tied it off so I was held firmly before moving over to the opposite one until both my arms were splayed out like a bird flying. He then adjusted the ones attached to my ankles so my legs were a little further apart and I was able to take ever so slightly more of Callum’s cock.

With my eyes now closed again and rolling around in the back of my head as I was getting so carried away with this newfound sensation, I didn’t even notice Mark was now stood infront of me with his hands behind his back. “Enjoying that are we?” He asked.

“Hmmmmmmmm” was all I managed to say with a big grin upon my face. He stepped towards me and gently rubbed his cock over my lips. Not forcing anything, just letting me do my own thing.

Flicked my tongue out and began to lick Mark’s cock. He moved a little closer so I could lick up and down his length. “Suck my balls” he asked me as he gently caressed the back of my head. I did as he asked. Taking one of his big hairy balls into my mouth I sucked it lovingly and teased it with my tongue inside my mouth. I went to suck his other but he pulled away and moved his cock back to my mouth. I giggled knowing what he wanted.

As I wrapped my lips around his bell, I closed my eyes and began to enjoy the pair of them doing me this way but then I felt Mark wrapping something around my neck which startled me a little after getting carried away with myself.

Before I knew it he was fastening a dog collar around my neck and grinning with that hungry look in his eye again.

“You didn’t think you’d got away with it that easy did you?” Mark said. He pulled away from my mouth and picked up the bottle of lube from the chair closest to us, dropping the lead attached to the collar between me and Callum. Callum took his hand off me and put them behind his head while displaying a big smile and his eyes grew wider. He gave a few sharp shunts into my ass as I leaned back while my head tried to follow Mark’s movements.

I soon found that Mark’s adjustments to the ropes prevented me from sitting up straight anymore. I could barely sit up halfway straight.

I could feel Mark join us on the mattress behind me. “Remember that promise you made cunt?” he said. “Yeh remember that bitch? You’re just about to come good on that promise aren’t you?” Callum said as he thrust his hips so high into me that his dick popped out of my ass when it flung me into the air.

Any confidence I had built up in the last five or so minutes evaporated instantly. I was trembling uncontrollably at the thought of what was about to happen. Mark inserted a couple of fingers into me and fingered me hard. Followed by a third and a fourth shortly followed by a fifth. He jabbed his fingers in and out so fast I could barely believe what was happening. Well if it wasn’t for the unbelievable pressure I could feel in my ass that is.

He took them out and inserted two more with each hand and began to stretch my asshole wide.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh” I screeched out loud. Callum wrapped the lead around his hand and pulled my face close to his while similarly doing the same with the string attached to my cock and balls, pulling them tight. “That’s it. Tell us what you want. Tell me EXACTLY what you want” he hissed in my face.

“Oh God” I cried, knowing there was no way I was getting out of this now. “Wrong” Mark sneered from behind me and proceeded to stretch me wider.

“Alright, alright, Rape me. I want you to rape me” I sobbed. “That’s better” Callum replied.

“Now listen very carefully” he said. “Whenever I pull this string, your going to tell us what you want. Your going to beg us to fuck you harder. Your going to beg us like your life depends on it and if you don’t your going to wish I pulled your cock off just so you don’t have to feel me pulling it anymore alright?”.

“Yes Callum” I told him. “Was that a hint of sarcasm I heard there bitch” he said, pulling on the string. “No… No I want it” I cried nervously. He pulled it again harder and kept the tension until I understood what he wanted.

“Please… I want you to rape me…. DP me hard…. DP me hard… I want it”

“Good boy” Mark said behind me. “I think he’s finally getting it”.

“Dam right he’s getting it” Callum laughed. Callum let go of the lead and threw it over my shoulder. He put his arms around my back again and squeezed me in close to him. The string ran up my side into his hand pulling my cock and balls to the side slightly.

Mark then got to work with the lube. He smeared a huge glob onto my asshole and worked it in. I could hear it squelch between his fingers while he rubbed it all over his dick. “Don’t forget mine” Callum said from beneath me. His slimey hands rubbing against my ass as he stroked Callums big cock and readied him to enter me.

I was trembling so bad. All my senses were just like before as I worked myself into a panic and the time got closer. Callum pulled the string up my back. My dick straining taught against my leg as I crouched over him. Thinking he wanted me to beg, “DP me guy’s. Rape me hard. Please rape me hard” I begged.

“No, listen to me now” he said while looking at me all wide eyed and looking really serious. “You say anything out of line and I promise I’ll have my whole hand so far up your arse you’ll wish you were back here taking three cocks in your ass, understand?” All the while Mark smeared more lube all between my cheeks.

I gave a nod of my head and told him “Yes”. Callum reached down behind me, grabbed his think rock hard cock and slipped it inside me. He went in effortlessly with the amount of lube Mark had applied. Mark then manoeuvred himself behind me and took hold of the lead behind my back.

He pulled it tight. Not so much that it strangled me but enough to pull my head back and ensure I couldn’t shift myself further forward. Callum increased his already tight grip around my torso while Mark pressed his cock against my already full ass and began to push.

The time was here and I was terrified.

Quivering. My heart was pounding. My laboured breath was ringing in my ears. My whole body was freezing on the outside in the fresh open air while simultaneously on the inside I strangely felt like I had boiling water coursing through my veins.

I gripped the ropes as tight as I could in anticipation for what was coming. Mark pushed hard against my ass and right away he slipped over my asshole and just rubbed between my cheeks. I had a short moment of relief before he nudged upto my asshole again.

Mark pushed harder and I could feel my ass begin to stretch. The more he pushed the more unbearable it became. Knowing he wasn’t even close to being inside me and I was in for a whole world of pain, my body automatically tensed up and refused to let him in. His stiff meat slithered out to one side once more. He repeatedly tried to guide himself into me but after seven or eight attempts my ass wasn’t going to let him in.

Callum tugged on the string and ordered, “Give him some fucking encouragement, idiot”. He kept the tension tight on my dick while I nervously said “Fuck me Mark, Rape me please”.

Callum tugged it sharply and pulled it even tighter “Sound fucking enthusiastic about it. NOW” he shouted

“Ooooh yeh, Rape me now, Force it in me Mark, Force it, Please”

Mark shoved his raging helmet up against my ass once more and REALLY applied the pressure this time. Spurred on by what I was saying he began to break his way in slowly when all of a sudden from above us or should I say from the other side of the fire and further up the hill, we heard twigs snapping like someone moving in the shadows.

We all froze and looked up. We couldn’t see anything. We stayed deafly silent. Mark moved his dick away from my ass as if he was readying himself for a speedy exit. None of us uttered a word thinking someone was out there watching and we had been caught.

Another stick snapped over to our right in the not so distant shadows when out popped a sheep from behind a tree.

I breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed knowing it was just a sheep looking for food.

Mark however must have seen my body react to it just being a sheep and seized his opportunity.

He quickly and extremely forcefully fucked his hot rod of steel into my asshole next to Callum’s. Just enough so he could hold it with his hand and make sure he didn’t pop back out again once I felt what he’d done to me.

“Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggghhhh…….. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH………AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH….FUUUUUUUUUCK STTTOOOOOOOOP….. TAKE IT OUT……TAKE IT OUT ….. PLEEEEEAAAASE…….TAKE IT OUUUUUUUUT” I wailed out at the top of my voice after I sucked up a huge lung full of air.

My ass clamped round their dicks like a vice. My body shuddered and trembled in sheer shock that my ass was being forced open so brutally.

“Ooooh. Ooooh yeh” Mark sighed.
“Shut up. Shut the fuck up” he growled as he shunted into me deeper.

“Oh fuck yeh. Ram it in him Mark. Make him fucking take it” Callum shouted over my screams.

I threw myself in every direction, yanking on the ropes, writhing around frantically but my efforts were in vain.

“That’s it slut. Shake that ass. Back it up motherfucker” Mark laughs wickedly.

He wasn’t even a quarter of the way inside me and I was nearly passing out. I felt him drop the lead before his two huge strong hands took hold of each shoulder. “Here I come, Ready or not” he said with his deep gruff voice.

Callum yanked the string tight. “Ahhh, Ahhh, Ahhh” I panted, my body trembling uncontrollably in fear and trepidation. I knew what he wanted but I was in such a panic I couldn’t spit my words out quick enough. He pulled harder than he’d pulled it before which only made the pain in my asshole even worse. Callum wasn’t wrong when he said he’d make it feel like I would wish he’d pull it off. The pain was excruciating. I then knew what I had to do and I knew I had to be quick in doing so.

“YES, OH FUCK YES, RAPE ME, FUCK IT UP ME NOW, PLEASE TEAR MY ASS UP YOU HORNY CUNT”

That said, Mark shot forward and within two almighty hard shoves of his throbbing cock he was fully inside me.

“Ahhhhhhhhhwwwwwwwwwww” I squeaked in the most high pitched voice that I’ve ever produced in my life.

Callum’s hand then darted down onto my hips and gripped me so tight. “Oh yeh, Fuck him up. Rag that fucking ass” Callum urged Mark as he himself began to thrust his huge man muscle in and out of my ring of fire.

They didn’t hold back one bit. Right from the start they fucked me like a pair of sex starved convicts. They tore into me like a piece of meat. My screams must have been audible from miles away as they fucked their huge bulk into my stretched out, pulsating arsehole.

I fought so hard in any way possible to try break free but it was futile. Writhing around and lashing out but nothing was going to get me out of the situation I had painted myself into now. My teeth hurt from biting down so hard as they took my soul and swallowed any sense of dignity I had left.

They spurred each other on as they fucked my virgin asshole into oblivion. Spitting on me and calling me names as they ravaged my very being. I could feel the fibers in my asshole tear as they hammered me harder and faster, rougher and rougher as the minutes passed away.

Callum took his hand from my hip and began pulling repeatedly at my cock and balls prompting me to beg them some more. Remembering what he promised earlier I had no choice but to do as I was told.

“YEEES…… FUCK ME….. DP ME HARD…. DP ME HAAAARRRRD…. RAPE MY LITTLE ASSHOLE…. HARDER……HARDER….PLEASE….RAPE ME TILL I BLEEEEEED YOU BIG DICK BASTARDS…..PLEASE MAKE ME BLEEEEED” I begged.

Callum never stopped pulling the string from there on. He loved hearing me beg and plead as they pounded me like two iron workers forming metal on an anvil.

My body shook like an earthquake was tearing through me the whole time. My muscles ached with lactic from the unequivocal amount of energy spent as these two animals broke my body and mind.

Sweat oozing from my every pore, tears running down my face, my will to fight what was happening waned. Strung up like jesus christ infront of a roaring fire in the dead of night while taking part in what can only be described as a sadistic, almost satanic sex ritual took it’s toll. I zoned out and accepted my fate. I was so worn out by what these guy’s were doing to me I almost collapsed. My head hanging and my body becoming a gelatinous heap as they rattled my bones.

It was the strangest feeling. I kept wavering in and out of consciousness for a while until I got a bit of a second wind. I was still very much aware of what was happening to me but I somehow began to think about how much I had fantasised about this happening. I began to feel really emotional and thankful for what was happening as they ploughed into me. I began to properly cry. Not in pain but in sheer elation.

My soft cock began to tingle and pulse as what was minutes ago in retrospect, absolute hell. I couldn’t believe I was actually doing this and this epiphany moment had washed over me and I REALLY began to enjoy it. I felt ecstatic.

With my newfound passion coursing through my body and mind I began to push my asshole back onto their fucking huge dicks.

“FUCK ME……FUCK ME……FUCK ME……BREAK MY ASS…..FUCK ME HARD……BEAT ME……COME ON RAPE ME…….RAPE ME……..RAPE ME” I cried.

“Callum beat me” I begged as I looked him right in the eyes. He slapped me across the face. “YES”. “MORE” I whaled. He slapped me again. “PULL MY COCK….. PULL IT HARD”.

Callum wrapped the string around his hand and pulled it like I asked.

“YES…YES…YES…..FUCKING YES… DP ME….. OH…..OH….OH….OH PLEASE CUM INSIDE ME…. OH GOD….FUCKING RAPE ME GUY’S….. GIVE ME EVERYTHING YOU’VE GOT….. PLEASE ….PLEASE…..OH MY FUCKING GOOOOOOOOD YES”

I don’t know what came over me at that moment but I looked down at Callum, eyes wide open and I told him “I WANT YOUR FIST”

He slapped me again. Then again. He stared right at me really intensely. “Yeh?” He asked. “YEH” I shrieked back in a pure hysterical state as I really put all my effort into throwing my ass back onto them. Callum throttled my hips once again. Pushing high and hard into me. I knew he was close. His hands were all over me.

“PULL MY COCK CALLUM. PULL IT HARD” I was begging. He took the string between his teeth and pulled his head back to the side while intensely staring at me out the corner of his eye like a raging bull. His hands moved round the back of me and gripped my ass tight. He pulled my cheeks apart as wide as possible and began fucking me like there was no tomorrow. His huge throbbing manhood smashing into me like a piston. Mark sensing his urgency did the same.

My head was spinning as they wrecked my hole. Their iron like ram rods battering my insides from different angles, hitting different spots every time as their urgency threw off their timing. Both now going for broke. Hammer and tongs as my own climax let rip.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK….CUM INSIDE ME PLEEEEEEAAAAASE” was all I could get out before my asshole went into overdrive. It clamped down on their dicks so tightly while they slammed me like a cheap hooker. I shot my load all over Callum’s chest and belly. Squirt after squirt, it just kept cumming.

The two guy’s still going. Grunting and urging each other on while telling me what a dirty cunt I am.

The pressure they put my arse under was immense. I squeezed my muscles as hard as I could in desperation to feel them cum inside me then one after the other they both began to fire load after load inside me. Their ejaculate felt like a fire man’s hose being turned on and off repeatedly inside me. Neither of them wanted to pull out until they were totally spent. Both stayed planted deep inside me. Their dicks twitching as every last drop oozed out into my greedy hole.

Their warm gooey cocks now beginning to go flaccid inside me as we all caught our breath. I was shaking like a leaf in utter utter satisfaction and elation as my climax wore down.

Mark slid his hands down my back and pulled away until his now limp cock flopped out pulling Callum’s with it. They both slid out with ease as my sloppy hole was still twitching. I never imagined the feeling I got next though as my asshole filled with cold air. It was like having a sore throat then swallowing a soother except in my ass. It felt amazing.

Mark stood up, walked over to the fire and lit up a cigarette while I sat upon a well spent Callum. He picked up the knife and hacked the ropes holding my arms out down. I slumped my lifeless torso onto Callum, rested my head upon his chest and cuddled him. Mark cut away the rope holding my ankles and let me free.

I rolled off Callum onto my back. Mark threw a cigarette and lighter onto the mattress beside me and told me I’ll need that and probably a drink before the nights out. Callum laughed as he rolled onto his front and asked where his cigarette was while grinning from ear to ear.

Mark threw him one and I gave him a light. He rolled onto his side facing me. He pulled my hips towards him so I was closer, stroking my body all over while I laid on my back smoking my cig. He played with my floppy cock and massaged my balls for a while before lifting my right leg up so it rested on his bicep and stroked the back of my leg. He then moved his hand down and scooped a big glob of warm stringy cum from my leaky asshole with his fingers and presented it to my mouth.

I opened my mouth and slowly sucked it off his fingers. It was so thick and it tasted really nice. I flicked my cigarette end into the fire behind us and laid back once more. He moved his hand down towards my ass again and instead two fingers.

“Haven’t you had enough already” I asked. “You got what you came for”

He grinned and replied “Are you forgetting what you said while we were fucking you?”. I grinned cheekily and said “I didn’t promise though”. Callum fired right back and said “I promised I’d fist your ass if you said anything out of line didn’t I?” he asked. “What? I didn’t say anything out of line Callum” he smiled and stood up.

With his cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth he reached up and tied a loop in the rope hanging down from the tree.

“Ahhh. Take it out. Please take it out. Stop” he said in a squeaky, girly voice while raising an eyebrow. “Sound familiar?”

I shook my head. “No Callum”

He tossed his cigarette, bent down, grabbed the remainder of the rope left dangling from my ankles and dragged me towards him. Lifting my feet up as high as he could until I was virtually doing a handstand. Mark rushed over and grabbed one of my ankles as Callum clipped the other onto the loop. I kicked out again and Mark lost grip of my leg.

I swung round by my ankle with my right foot just about dragging along the mattress while trying to steady myself with my hands. They both laughed at me.

“Well well. Look who’s in a pickle again” Mark chuckled. “Seems you just can’t get enough of us two boy”

Callum approached me. I put my hands out to push him away but I just swung round again. Callum looked at me like he was weighing me up. He put his finger up to his lips and paused for a moment before saying “You know what. I like that position”. He moved in closer. Mark handed him the bottle of lube and stood infront of me. He grabbed my hands and held me still. I looked back at Callum who was now taking the lid from the lube. He smeared it all over my arse and placed three fingers inside me.

“Please Callum, don’t do this” I asked. He ignored me and pushed in a fourth. Mark was already hard again at seeing me compromised yet again. He didn’t waste it and before I knew it he was stuffing it in my mouth once more. I knew from past experience earlier on there wasn’t much point in fighting it so I let him fuck my face without it being a battle.

Mark picked up on that straight away. “What no struggling? He fucking loves it mate. Don’t let this little cunt fool you”. Callum fingered my ass really hard right upto his knuckles then pulled them out. As quick as they came out, his other hand grabbed my skyward thigh while he speared his dick into my unwitting hole once more.

I tried to cry out as the shock took hold yet again but Mark’s stiff manhood muted my efforts. Callum switched up his technique from before. Resembling how Mark was fucking me earlier, he left just the end of his fat cock inside me and paused. Mark held my head right down onto his cock. Sliding it in and out of my throat a couple of times before cupping his hand under his balls and ordering me to open wider as he pulled right out. He jabbed himself in and then right back out again a couple of times before ordering “Get them fucking balls in there too you hungry little bitch”

My eyes already streaming yet again, trying to keep my balance with my toes on the mattress, I opened my mouth as wide as I could. Mark stuffed his meat into my recoiling throat and forcefully posted his balls into my cheeks. He gripped my head tight and quickly began to nudge his manhood into my throat when all of a sudden Callum slammed into me as hard as he could. They both held me so tight. Staying buried inside me as far as they could get and shunting into me with quick short motions.

I tried to wretch and clear the fluid my body so wanted to heave up but with Mark’s large balls stuffed into my cheeks like a hamster storing food, there was absolutely no room for anything else to pass in or out my mouth. Callum repeatedly slammed into me four or five times while using this pausing technique as I gurgled and strained on Mark’s unwavering cock before he let me catch a breath.

They kept me there for what must have been around five minutes repeatedly putting me through the same treatment over and over again as I hung by one leg and only managed to catch a short breath through my nose or whenever Mark pulled out for a short while. To my delight Mark pulled out and moved back away from me while laughing.

I gasped and panted like a dog in an attempt to get as much air into my lungs. Trying bring my heart rate back down. “Here, move over” Mark said to Callum as he walked behind me, picking up the lead around my neck on his way. Callum pulled out and let go of my leg. I could see Mark line himself up behind me as I looked down between my legs. He took hold of my thigh just like Callum did and pressed his meat against my ass. Just as he grabbed me, I began to swing around once more. I took my gaze from what was happening between my legs as I used my hands to steady myself and prevent myself from hanging totally from one ankle.

As I looked away and scrambled around, I felt what I thought was Mark’s other hand on my thigh beside his other. Readying myself for him to fuck his dick into me really hard, I got another big shock. It was Callum’s big heavy cock end beside Mark’s, rubbing against my hole. The lead was pulled tight. Before I knew it I heard Mark say “One, Two, Three” and they both began to push into me.

I cried out loud as their thick bulk opened me up once again. They weren’t in very far but just enough to stay inside me as I swung forward a little. In tandem they tried to push in further but my ass clamped tight and they just swung me further forward. Now on the very tips of my toes with my right leg I was only just managing to hold myself up.

“Hold this” Mark said behind me as I felt the angle of pull change around my neck. Without a care in the world one of them selfishly kicked my foot away from underneath me and with my full weight behind me I swung back onto their raging erections until my ass and balls crashed against their pelvic bones. Straight away I could feel one of them rummage around by my cock and take hold of the string attached to the ring.

They pulled it harder than ever before while they both bolted me forward and ragged my asshole back onto them. My screams echoed around the woods and valley once more. “You know what we want to hear you cock hungry cunt. Make me happy bitch or it will be my fist in your ass instead” I heard Mark say as Callum pulled out.

Callum took hold of the rope left dangling from my right ankle strap and bent my leg up so I couldn’t get any purchase with my toes. I was left dangling by my leg. My body contorted so I was only steadying myself with my hands. They unrelentlessly ploughed themselves into my sore asshole. “Well?” He asked as I whimpered from the pain in my ass.

The size of Mark’s hands frightened the hell out of me when I came to think what that would do to me.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…… OHH YES……STRETCH MY ARSEHOLE…….DP ME AS HARD AS YOU CAN…..DP ME HARD…..DP ME HAAAAARD……PLEASE……RAPE ME….DESTROY MY LITTLE ASS….. I’M BEGGING YOU PLEASE DESTROY MY ASS” I cried, not wanting to find out just how much damage Mark’s hand would do.

Mark never let go of that string once. Every time they hammered into me the string would pull even tighter then slacken off a little as they hauled me back down onto their cocks. My balls occasionally getting crushed between my pelvis and Mark’s leg as they fucked me harder and rocketed me forward towards the fire. The lead around my neck digging in with each forward jolt I took.

They seemed to be able to last longer now that they had both cum a couple of times which didn’t help my plight. With my ass so sore already from what they had done, this relentless assault on my asshole was so much worse. I begged and pleaded like they instructed in the hope they would cum inside me and get it over with but they just kept going for what seemed like an eternity.

Eventually they stopped. Callum dropped the lead. I naively hoped they had burned themselves out and wanted to stop for a break but before I knew it they were changing position once more. They pulled out my used stinging ass. Callum dropped my leg and they swapped sides. He swung my leg to the other side of Mark’s and lifted it into the air with a firm grip so I had now flipped over onto my back and was hanging upside down. He then manoeuvred his leg between mine. Swinging it across the front of my body so we were in a scissors type position. Then Mark followed his lead in stepping over my body.

I pushed my hands into the mattress in a reverse head stand. Mark dipped his hips and entered me first. Callum adjusting his stance slightly so he was stable, then stabbed his meaty sword into me shortly after. I didn’t know what it was about this position but they felt like they were both fucking me way deeper. I thought they were going to split my insides in two as they screwed me as hard as they could.

Luckily for me it wasn’t the easiest position to fuck hard and fast but it most definitely had me crying and whaling out, begging for them to use me. They persevered. I don’t know if they were just the type of guys who could naturally last forever or whether they had taken something but they kept going and going.

Trying to hold myself in that position took it’s toll and like before my body soon lacked the energy to hold myself up. My arms gave way and I was just hanging there as they took advantage of me. I had no choice but to just let it happen. Being upside down, the blood rushed to my head far quicker than before and I began to feel dizzy.

The guy’s noticed I had gone limp and my face was red. Callum pulled out, dropped my ankle to the floor and stepped towards my top half. He put his hands under my arms and lifted me up so my head was now the right way up. Mark selfishly still buried inside me now had better access to my ass and soon begun to fuck me hard again.

Callum obviously not wanting to hold me there all the while, he told Mark to give him a hand hooking me upright. Mark pulled out and helped Callum heave my body high enough for him to clip my wrists to the same loop as my leg then my other ankle followed. They both took a sigh of relief and stood back as I hung like a piece of meat in a butcher’s shop and that’s exactly how they were about to treat me.

Mark approached me with his cock stuck out like a flagpole. “Look at him. Like a lamb to the slaughter” he laughed. “You’d like that wouldn’t you bitch” he asked while squeezing my face and jamming his rod back into my arse. Not wanting to feel Mark’s hand inside me I nodded my head and told him “Yes. Use me now…. come on…. do it to me… rape me…I can’t get enough you big dick bastards”.

Callum hearing that pressed up against me from behind. My wrists barely taking any weight as he haunched me forward for better access into my bum. He reached down and rammed himself up my arse, then took hold of the remainder of the rope under where I was shackled with his hands between my arms and legs. Mark nudged his hands through my legs, behind my back and locked his fingers together, pulling me into him tightly, ensuring my legs were spread open.

Having slowed down in the last position and now hearing me beg, they were both eager to make me feel every inch of their big dicks. Sandwiched in the middle of the two, they began their final assault on my arsehole with their two lengthy cocks.

They jousted their dicks into me hard. Not so fast to start with but hard. My body shaking, the rope suspending me elaborated my movement. They must have liked how that felt because they soon got into a good rhythm together. The faster they fucked my fiery asshole the more the intensity grew inside me.

“Hmmmmmmm……. You know what’s coming next don’t you slut?” Callum jeered over my shoulder. “Beg me bitch. Beg for it” he said as they ravaged my arse.

My body shuddered at the thought. My ass tightened as my fear grew but I knew I had no choice in doing as they say.

“OOOOH…..GIVE IT TO ME…. I WANT IT SO BAD….. MAKE ME TAKE IT…..I DON’T CARE IF IT HURTS……. PUNCH THAT FIST IN MY ASS…..PLEASE RAPE ME WITH YOUR FIST…… PLEASE…… PLEASE…..MAKE ME CRY”

Clearly spurred on and desperate to watch me take a first Mark said “Unclip his hands Callum. Fasten them together though and make sure they’re behind the rope”. They stopped screwing me while Callum did as Mark asked. Once he’d done Mark told me to put my hands behind his back and hold on. I wasn’t sure what he was planning but by the look in his eyes it really unnerved me. He released his hands from behind my back, held them out by his side and instructed Callum to climb up.

Callum lifted his leg up onto Mark’s forearm, leant back while holding onto the loop on the left over rope beneath where my ankles were suspended and swung his other leg up onto Mark’s other arm. Mark then gripped hold of the inside of my knees, forcing them further apart while using them to hold Callum’s legs up easier. It was like some sort of fucked up game of twister that I lost and suffered the consequences.

Then they started again. Like before they started off slowly. Gradually picking up pace as they found their rhythm. I couldn’t believe how they were fucking me. My knees were pretty much next to my ears as I trembled. As Callum got more enthused and rammed into me harder, the more I rocked on their hard cocks. These two were something else. My splayed legs gave them perfect access to get really deep. The rocking added to the vigour as Callum fucked his dick up into me from below, using his arms to get more leverage and really hammer his man meat into me.

Thing’s got really wild as they fucked me harder and harder. It was hard to beg them to do the opposite of what I really wanted but I knew I had to or the consequences were far worse. Callum was losing his grip on the rope as they fucked me. He kept stopping briefly to haul himself up and get a better hold before returning to fucking me hard. They slammed harder and faster then Callum took his hand and wrapped it round my front. His other hand slapped my chest hard as he transferred his grip to my body. He held on for dear life as he exploded with passion and animalistic desire to fuck me with every last ounce of energy he had.

My asshole was on fire. The weight of Callum swinging on my back adding to the intensity. That strange feeling of confusion began to wash over me again as I was getting smashed by these fucking animal’s and my thoughts began to get more perverse. It seemed the more fucked up I was getting the more I began to enjoy it.

The guy’s were sweating and grunting as they pounded me for all they were worth. They were fucking me so hard, I couldn’t focus. All I could see were flames over Mark’s shoulder whirling round like I was in a fast spin on a washing machine. My cock was now solid as a rock. I begged and begged them to fuck me harder. I wanted it all in that moment.

They carried on for another minute or so. Smashing me like a rag doll. Mark forcing my legs apart, spitting and hissing in my face as he grit his teeth and drove his cock into me like a Jack hammer. Callum fucking his long girthy log up high and hard into the pit of my stomach.

“RRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAĢGHH…… FUCKING TAKE IT YOU CUNT” Callum roared at the top of his voice as he began to cum inside me.

“OH FUCK YES….CUM FOR ME…. CUM INSIDE ME MARK….PLEASE” I begged. Callum still hanging onto my back with his hard dick pumping me full of cum. Mark carried on bashing away with such vigour.

“RAPE ME MARK…. COME ON RAPE MEEE…. YES…. RAPE MEEEEEEEEE…..FUCK…. RAPE ME” I cried.

He carried on groaning and hissing then……

“UGH…..UUUGGHH…….UUUUUGGGGHHH…….AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH……FUCKING YEEEEEEH…..OHHHHHH…..YEHHHH” he bellowed out into my face as we all shook and shuddered to a grinding halt.

My frantic breathing ringing in my ears.

“DO IT….. DO IT TO ME NOW….. FUCK THAT BIG FIST INTO ME MARK” I shouted out loud. While slavering from my mouth and all down my body. Writhing for more action.

I didn’t even mean to say his name but I think because he was stood infront of me and I was so fucking out of my mind for more I lost all self control. He quickly pulled out, let go of my knees and dropped Callum’s legs behind me to get the bottle of lube. He was gone only seconds before he was back. Tearing the top off the bottle he poured a big handful out and rubbed it all over his hand. Then cupped another handful and smeared it all over my dripping, open arsehole while he knelt down below me with a menacing stare on his face.

“SAY IT….. SAY IT AGAIN I FUCKING DARE YOU…..YOU’LL FUCKING GET IT I PROMISE” Mark spat. “I’ll treat you so bad you cunt…. I fucking dare you to say it” he said. His eyes wide like an owl. His nostrils flaring as adrenalin surged through him.

“WRECK MY ARSEHOLE….. PLEASE WRECK MY FUCKING ARSEHOLE….. DO IT TO ME….PLEASE…..RAPE IT HARD….RAPE IT….. PLEASE MAKE ME CRY……..MAKE ME CRY” I begged in my state of utter delirium

He lunged forward and drove five fingers straight into my stretched out ass, stopping as he reached his knuckles. “You stupid cunt” he called me before pushing in slightly further.

“OOOOOOH…. OOOH…OOOH…..OOOOOOOHW” I whimpered.

“Too late for that I think” I heard Callum say sarcastically from under me. Mark pushed harder and began to twist his hand, trying to shove his way in but I was too tight. I just spun around on the end of the rope like a puppet on a string.

“Your going to have to hold him still Callum” Mark said. Callum got up and stood behind me. He wrapped his arms under my armpits and around the back of my head like a full Nelson. Forcing me to look down at Mark as he was about to make my life hell.

Mark applied more lube to his hand and smiled at me. He gave a wink, flicked his eyebrows up as if to say wrong move asking him to do this but here we go anyway.

I stared intensely right into his eyes as he began to push deeper. My breaths quickening as my heart rate went through the roof. My arse was so tight around his hand he began to lift me up slightly. “Tighter Callum” he said. Callum pulled downwards with his weight.

Mark gave a twist of his wrist once more as he shoved up into me harder. I could feel my asshole completely max out. The pain was unreal but he wasn’t about to stop until it was over.

“AGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…… AHHHHHHHHHH……AHHHHHH….. FUCKING HELL…. PLEASE NO” I screamed.

Mark laughed, took a tight grip of my raging hard cock from the base of the tip and pulled hard. Hearing my screams ring louder he shoved harder still. Then it happened. My tender arse slowly engulfed his knuckles like a snake swallowing an egg whole. My harrowing screams filled the valley like a murder scene in a horror movie.

My body shook and trembled so violently, it felt like I was bouncing up and down onto his fist as he drove it up further.

“STTTOOOOOOOP….. PLEASE STOP…… AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH…… TAKE IT OUT…..IT’S TOO BIG……. IT’S TOO BIIIIIIIG…….AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHAAHAAAAAHAAHAAHHHHHHAAAAAAA…..NOOOOOO….IT’S TOO BIG” I cried as he began to slide in further, right upto his wrist.

He had no mercy. I was confused as hell that I was in so much pain yet my perverse mind was telling me it’s what I wanted. It was like my body and my brain having an argument. Like I had an angel on one shoulder and the devil on the other as he began to thrust in and out.

His excitement so blatant as he soon built up a head of steam and was stuffing me like a toy.

I repeatedly cried for him to stop but he just went quicker and harder. “Think he wants you to punch his guts in Callum” he said with a smirk. Mark shafted my arse so quickly for a good 20 seconds like a pneumatic drill before he pulled his huge hand out, without a care how it felt going over his knuckles again.

Callum let go, hurriedly joining Mark under me. He quickly lathered his whole hand and arm with loads of lube. He drove his fingers up into into me so hard. I could feel him curl them over and bunch them together into a fist inside me. Twisting back and forth as his fist drove in and out. My body twisting on the rope and stopping as Mark’s grip on my helmet prevented me turning further.

Callum’s first edged it’s way deeper and deeper. My head swung back to make a clearer path to my airways. Swaet streaming down face and over my body. Gleaming as I quivered in the light of the fire. His fist ramming quicker as he plunged in deeper still. My eyes rolling, looking up at the leaves, watching them flicker in the light as I howled into the night like a wolf.

Mark took hold of the string attached to my balls, pulling it tight once more. He put his mouth around my cock and began sucking me into his throat. His course beard tickling and scratching my cock as his mouth slid up and down my stained throbbing shaft. The mixture of feelings these guy’s were giving me, the heat from the fire against the cold breeze on my back, the pain, the pleasure, my conflicted thoughts. It was all too much.

I wanted it to be over but yet wanted more. Callum punched into me deep and hard. “YEEEEESSSS” I cried. They sensed I was on the brink of cumming. Mark slid his mouth back from my stiff cock. He stopped only to sink his teeth behind the rim of my swollen bell. He pulled back slightly with his head. By now my body was going into a spasm. Callum upped the rate once more. It really did feel like he was punching my guts. I looked down to see Mark staring right back at me.

“AAAAAAAAGGGGĢGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” I screamed into his face.

“RRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHH” He screamed right back as he pulled back further again. Biting down slightly harder as he did so.

“AAAHH… AAHH… AAHH… AAHH… AAHH” I cried out repeatedly through gritted teeth. My mouth slavering all over my body like a rabid dog. I couldn’t hold out no more. With one last ear splitting scream, every muscle in my body cramped up, my balls tightened and I shot ream after ream of cum into Mark’s mouth. My hips jolting forward with each release of my creamy jizm into Mark’s willing mouth. Grazing my cock on his teeth. My asshole on fire like it was gripping a hot coal. I’d never cum so hard in my life.

Callum slowed right down as I began to unwind but still kept his hand inside me. Mark took his teeth from my cock and let go of the string. “Look at that” Callum said in delight as I hung like a bat. I dipped my head and looked at him. “Fuck…. Look where you are” he said while gazing at my ass. I looked closer and from the angle I was at it looked like my asshole was half way down his forearm. He stood up slightly. Just enough for him to hold the back of my head down firmly. “Watch it” He ordered.

His fist still clenched he began to slowly pull out. It was a relief at first as the pressure in my stomach decreased. Then came the knuckles. “Please Callum don’t” I begged softly. He let go of my head and stood up . He pulled away from me horizontally like taking his arm out of an old jumper. Pulling me towards him. I let out one last roar while my asshole injured the wrath of his knuckles and his fist popped out. Swinging me back and forth like an old beaten boxing bag.

The relief was euphoric. So good my balls tightened once more and squeezed the very last dregs from inside me. My cum gently oozing from the end of my waning erection, painting my mattress with thin white stipes as I gently swung through the air.

Mark kicked it away to one side then stood directly infront of me. My aching body void of energy, hanging helpless. He took hold of his cock. Pointing it up at me with a grin. He looked down for a moment as he readied himself for what was coming my way. He let out a deep sigh.

“UUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHH” He groaned as he forced out a big stream of piss. Sloshing it all over my lifeless limp body. “Now that’s how a good little cum dump gets used properly” he laughed as he aimed higher and pissed in my face. I screwed up my face, pursed my lips together tight and held what little breath I had left in me deep in my lungs. Closing my eyes as they laughed at me louder. “Open your mouth” he said as he gushed his warm amber piss directly at me.

I shook my head in defiance as I was absolutely disgusted he would do such a thing. Before he got chance to ask again or make a demand, it slowly washed down over my body as it lost pressure and he began to finish. I felt so disgusting. His piss dribbling from my gaping used arse and back as the reminder drained down off my body through any crevice it could find.

“Get him down” Callum said. They both moved to my sides, unhooking my ankles and letting them swing down between them so I hung by my wrists. Only just unable to reach the floor now they had removed the mattress from under me. Callum slapped my wet ass making me jump then jammed his fingers inside me so his knuckles were just half way into my asshole.

“Ready for round two” he joked.

“NNOOOOOO” I shrieked. He just laughed and pulled them out. I felt like my arsehole was literally turned inside out. Callum lifted me from behind by my waist while Mark freed my wrists. I dropped to the floor. My hands waved around as I tried to steady my balance. My legs buckled beneath me such was my exhaustion. Callum caught my fall somewhat as he still had hold of my hips and my top half followed my bottom. Bent double once more, Callum bumped and ground his cock against my puckered ass. “Your fucking dying for more aren’t you” he laughs as he gave one last hard thrust from behind and let go, letting me slump into a heap on the ground.

He stood over me with his dick in his hand. “Open that fucking mouth you worthless little prick” he ordered.

“No Callum please” I begged. Mark sat me up, took hold of my wrists and forced them behind me, clipping them together again. He knelt behind me, using his knee to hold my wrists bent high up my back. Mark forced his fingers on both hands into my mouth. He pulled back into the corners, holding it wide open.

Callum squat, cock in hand right infront of my face. His piss shot out his dick hard, right to the back of my throat making me gag. My reflexes instantly locked off my throat so it pooled in my mouth and flowed down my chin. Callum pinched his cock stopping the flow of piss jetting from it’s head. “Swallow” he ordered.

“No” I stupidly gurgled as bit went down my throat making me choke and allow the remainder slip down my unwitting throat while attempting to shake my head in protest. “One more and don’t fucking spit it out this time, then your done” he said. He out let an even harder jet until my mouth was full before stopping again. “Don’t make me wait” he imposed.

Not wanting to have to go through more of the same, I begrudgingly gulped down his warm, foul, bitter piss. Mark pulled back my head and threw me down onto the floor. Callum resumed letting himself flow onto my face. I turned onto my front to avoid any further disgrace to which Callum saw his opportunity to humiliate me further. Still mid stream, he knelt between my legs and pissed all over my gaping arsehole. He must have been enjoying the degradation they were putting me through as he was still semi erect. As Callum’s relief was coming to an end he laid ontop of me and slipped his still flowing cock inside me, squirting the last remnants deep.

I cringed at the thought of what he had just done to me. Pressing down on my back with his arm and pressing the side of my face into the warm, wet mud with his hand, he began to pump his manhood into me as I sobbed. The feeling of his big cock no longer an issue after what I had already endured. My pathetic, limp, lifeless body lay still while he rattled my open hole from behind in a puddle of piss.

I felt so disgusting and ashamed of what I had been subjected to through a willingness to share my twisted desires. Callum pounded me into the mud for what must have been around five or ten minutes before he came inside me. I’m not exactly sure as my mind was so focused on my self pity and loathing.

Once he finished he spat in my face and told me what a dirty cunt I was and how he was going to make this a regular meeting for us in the future. At that point I didn’t care. I just wanted to get out of there.

They left me there crying in the mud while they laughed at my plight and rested by the fire. A good 5 minutes later Mark grabbed a torch and they both came over to where I lay. Taking an arm each they wrenched me from the floor. Smeared in mud, piss and cum dribbling from my leaky, busted arsehole they dragged me backwards into the dark down towards the river.

Once there, Mark turned on the torch, placed it on the bank pointing it at the river and proceeded to drag me in. Callum unclipped my wrists, pinched my ass under the water then said “Your free to go bitch”. They both then began to rub my body down and clean me up. The water was freezing so we didn’t stay in there long.

They put my arms over their shoulders, took me by my legs and carried me back to the warmth of the fire. Mark dashed off for a couple of minutes with the torch and returned with a towel for me to dry off, a soft fluffy dressing gown and a pair of wool lined slippers (although a little too big). They laughed at me when I said “It’s alright you being nice now you set of bastards”. They treat me like royalty for the rest of the trip. They made my bed, cooked my meals, carried me to the river to fish, anything I wanted they did, which was only fair because my arse was sore as fuck for a week or so after. So sore I booked the week off work. Although it didn’t stop me letting them screw me again on the Sunday after a day off. Haha

Needless to say my girlfriend noticed and it wasn’t long before she came to the conclusion that Callum had fucked my arse. I vehemently denied anything had happened and told her I fell from a big rock messing around. I don’t think she really believed me but she stuck around for another month before packing her bags and unsurprisingly moved in with the guy she slept with behind my back. She also told everyone what she thought had happened between us but both me and Callum managed to convince them she had it wrong. Either that or they didn’t care either way.

After that me and Callum did become secret lovers and I was to become a regular subservient for him, sometimes his friends and other’s but I’ll leave them stories for another day.

On reflection after reading this back to myself, Mark wasn’t six and a half feet tall and his hands weren’t that big either but he certainly seemed it at the time.

If you’d like to read more of my exploits…… Stay stay tuned….. More will be heading your way soon.

i’m out for a run. i’m wearing my short fitted mesh running shorts, tight black deep v-neck t-shirt, cute little black ankle socks and my lightweight low cut running sneakers. but finally and most deliciously, hidden under my shorts i am wearing tight little Calvin Klein briefs. standing long and lean at above 6ft, i look damn sexy and draw a lot of looks not just from women, but especially from men. particularly bondage horny men. one in particular has had his eyes set on me for awhile now and has had enough of just watching. he is no longer content to just admire from afar how long and sexy my perfectly hairy legs look in shorts and how the tight v-neck perfectly shows off my tall, slim silhouette. most importantly, like me, he also has a massive ankle socks fetish. he is aching to see more of me in ankle socks in a much more intimate way and he has finally decided to take what he wants. it’s a nice warm evening out and i’m getting a good run in. looking really good in my little running outfit, i am working up a nice sweat and starting to feel very horny. what i don’t know is that my soon-to-be captor is feeling even more turned on staring at me. i don’t know that yet but i am about to find out. 

i always stop in a dark, quiet park to catch my breath and he knows this. and this is where he has decided to make his move. while stretching my legs, a massive, burly bearded man walks up behind me, carefully but firmly grabs me by the arm and tells me to do what he says. he is much larger than me and i am wary but part of me is excited by what is now happening so i comply. he walks me to his van and opens the back doors where i see  waiting for me, several neat coils of pristine white rope and a big black panel ball gag. he says that he has been watching me run and is absolutely infatuated with me and that he wants me to spend some time with him. he also says that the rope and gag is for me and that i will spend our time together tightly bound and gagged. he takes some rope and tightly ties my wrists together behind my back. i can feel more excitement rising in me. he gets more rope and ties my arms above my elbows and ties them off securely. i feel my shirt growing tighter across my chest. he sits me down and ties my legs together above the knees making my skin bulge around the taut cotton ropes. and speaking of bulge, i feel a huge one growing in my tight little briefs. he says he has been watching me running and knows i can out run him. he doesn’t want me getting away yet. he then ties my ankles together right above my little ankle socks. he then checks and cinches the neat but very secure ropework. i realize i am now in very real and very tight bondage and it feels exhilarating. he finally takes the ball gag and shoves it into my mouth and tightens the straps. i feel my mouth start to water and the leather panel perfectly seals my lips closed. he stands me up and tells me to test everything. the ropes are not coming loose. the ball gag is not coming out. he tells me to hop around a bit and admires his new bound and gagged toy. I try to hop away and make some good distance but is not enough. he comes and grabs me and tells me i’m not going anywhere. i’m not sure I even want to. he doesn’t yet know but i am just as bondage horny as he is. my nightly run has always been a time where I would fantasize about being grabbed, tightly bound and gagged by a dominant man and taken away to be his bondage plaything. and it is finally happening. he scoops me up and carries his tightly bound boy over his broad shoulder back to the van. i twist and writhe and kick my tightly tied ankles but is absolutely no use. my wrist ropes are also holding very tight and have no give and the strict elbow tie is really pinning my arms back. i’m actually impressed at how good his rope skills are. 

he puts me into the van and closes the doors and i start to struggle in my strict bonds and he starts to rub his massive hands all over my tightly bound body. up and down my long legs, across my chest, squeezing my ass. he pinches my nipples a bit which makes me struggle even more. he loves that his new toy tries to fight the tight ropes. and i love that i am becoming extremely turned on fighting the rope. he can see the bulge in my shorts. he rubs his hands all over my raging crotch and then reaches in and cups his meaty hand around the huge bulge in my tight little underwear. he then starts to passionately kiss me on the neck, shoulders, chest and presses his lips tightly against the front of the tight leather gag sealing my lips. his musk and perfectly groomed beard smell wonderful. i feel wonderful. he calls me pretty boy. he then says to me that he thinks i am very beautiful and special. he says the bondage is so that i know who is in charge. he also says that bondage is no good unless it is tight and i wouldn’t have it any other way. he starts the van and we drive away into the night and all i can do is  continue to struggle and fight against the ropes and gag. no use. i am very tied up. and i love it. 

we arrive at his home. he helps me out and then makes me hop still tightly bound inside and sets me down in the living room. his home is clean and comfortable and inviting. he immediately resumes manhandling and fondling and groping me. i toss my head back and my eyes roll. i struggle against the ropes and moan into the gag. he again sees my huge bulge and he reaches in and takes out my rock hard cock and he starts to stroke it. slowly at first but more gradually. i feel waves of pleasure pulse through my whole body and i convulse against my tight bondage. i moan louder and struggle harder but the ropes seem to get tighter the more i fight and i have never been so turned on in my life. i feel my cock throbbing and i fight the sensations and the building, massive orgasm but the ropes hold fast. i finally explode my hot load all over his hands as it comes in waves and i feel an incredible rush of pleasure and relief through my entire body. my captor then pulls me close and embraces and caresses me, looking very pleased with the load i have just shot all over his hands. he lightly kisses me all over and i bask in the afterglow while still tightly bound and gagged. he then picks me up again and gently carries me to the bedroom for some much more intimate time.

Last Night

The first time Joshua pressed into the thigh, his partner groaned just slightly. He gave a gentle kiss to the cheek as his hand moved up and pressed into the groin. A louder moan was permission to continue, and he moved his head farther down. Pushing the shirt up, he kissed just below the belly button as his expert fingers unbuttoned and unzipped the pants. He quickly got off the bed and removed the pants by pulling on the bottom of the pant legs. The jeans slid off easily. His partner’s lack of underwear excited him. While up, he removed his own pants and underwear. The shirt came off over his head. Another shirt hit him in the chest, and he glanced down at the bare chest just now exposed.

He moved back onto the bed and buried his nose in the pubic hair. A scent he had never experienced before caused his heart to race faster. He pushed his tongue forward and moved his head down to contact the small clitoris of his first pussy. His tongue movements cause his partner to moan more loudly.

“Inside.” Whispers, barely audible, directed him. “Please, put it inside me.”

Joshua moved between the legs and pushed his throbbing cock down. He was surprised at how easily his dick entered the hole. A completely different experience from the last ass he’d fucked. This hole was warmer, wetter; the smell was pleasant, intoxicating. He began to thrust deeply but gently. This was a feeling he could get used to.

* * *

One week earlier, Joshua Strickland was feeling the pressure of midterms. Two of his classes required midterm projects rather than exams, and only one of those projects was completed and turned in. The other required more work with his partner Amy. He liked Amy. She was personable and hard-working, and she didn’t mind that he was gay. She joked once that her first two boyfriends had turned gay after dating her, and she wondered whether she should start with a gay man and see if she could turn him straight. Joshua wondered out loud whether any guys had turned their girlfriends into lesbians.

When Amy announced that it didn’t work that way, his look told her that she hadn’t turned any guys. They both laughed at their own silliness as they worked to complete the project.

On Tuesday, they met for lunch to discuss their strategy for completing the project. They planned to meet that Friday so they could work as late as needed; although, both of them thought less than two hours of work would be all that was needed. During the lunch meeting, Arjun Gupta showed up with David Rodriguez. Arjun had been Joshua’s boyfriend until he caught his best friend David with his dick in Arjun’s ass. The lunch meeting wasn’t as productive at that point.

“I know I’m better off having discovered his cheating now rather than later, but it hurts that both he and my best friend would betray me that way.” He looked at an understanding Amy. “Better things are in my future.”

“I know they are,” she told him.

They left the café with firm plans to meet at six on Friday at the apartment Amy shared with another coed. Joshua had only eaten half his lunch and spent the afternoon embarrassed by the gurgling noises his stomach made in French class.

On Friday, Joshua and a large number of students were standing in the rain as a faulty fire alarm forced the exit of Camden Hall. Since the day was relatively warm, many had foregone the use of a jacket. Believing that they would soon be back in the classroom, most students waited, and at ten they were told the building would remain closed for the rest of the day.

Joshua headed back to his dorm room for a hot shower and dry clothes. As he headed into the communal bathroom with his things, Nick Millard saw him.

Nick had been struggling with revealing his attraction to Joshua. He had not come out to family or friends, but he had heard about Arjun’s betrayal and was looking for the right time to talk to Joshua, but because their schedules were so different, Nick rarely saw Joshua, and when he did, neither man was alone.

Nick made a split-second decision and followed Joshua into the shower room. “Joshua?”

Joshua turned. “Yeah?”

“I need to talk to you.”

“Let me get out of these wet clothes and rinse off, OK?”

“Sure.” Nick’s voice weakened.

Joshua got into the shower; the hot water felt good. He had recognized the tone in Nick’s voice. Please don’t let him have the hots for me, he thought. I’ll gladly be his friend and help him with any personal struggle, but…” Joshua rinsed off and dried. He slipped into his dry clothes. “You still there, Nick?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you want to talk in my room?”

“Sure.”

Joshua put his hand on Nick’s shoulder. “It’s going to be alright,” he nodded.

Nick immediately teared up and fought against the tears that he knew wanted to burst forth. He had bottled things inside for so long.

The two men got to Joshua’s room and went inside. Joshua hugged Nick. “Unless you’ve killed someone, or worse, we can work things out.”

Nick looked up at Joshua. “What’s worse than killing someone?”

“Uh. I… uh… Killing two people?”

Nick began to laugh. “What the fuck are you talking about?”

Joshua smiled. “I’m just trying to let you know that whatever you’re about to tell me is probably not the worst thing in the world.”

“I’m gay, Joshua, and sometimes I want to die. I’m so alone, and I don’t know what to do.”

Joshua moved the two next to the bed so they could sit. “First of all, being gay is not the worst thing in the world. It’s just another way of being in the world, and maybe it’s not the easiest thing, but you’ve just made it a little easier by telling me.

“Wanting to die is more serious. Do you want to hurt yourself?”

“No,” replied Nick. “I just sometimes don’t want to be here anymore, but I don’t want to kill myself. I just want the pain and confusion to stop.”

Joshua pulled Nick to him and kissed his temple. “I think you should sort that out with a counselor, but I want you to know that you are not alone. There are a lot of gay men here in this dorm. Some are out, so it’s easy to talk to them. Some are frightened like you. Some don’t want to face it yet. And just so you know, most of the straight guys I know, don’t give a shit that you’re gay. The few that do have been brought up to hate, and many of them don’t even realize that.”

Nick hugged Joshua.

“And now, as for not knowing what to do,” Joshua continued. “You knew what to do. You found someone to talk to. That’s how you build friendships, but you know that. Now, if you’re looking for sex, I’ll give you some advice, but I want you to know that you may end up making mistakes. It doesn’t matter whether you’re gay or straight, relationships are often difficult and messy. Even if you’re just looking for a blowjob or a fuck, you have to keep your eyes open to stay out of trouble.”

“I think you’re sexy,” said Nick. “Plus, I heard that you just broke up with a guy, so I knew you were gay. I think that’s why I decided to trust you.”

“You’re going to find that a lot of guys are sexy.”

“I think Paul, my roommate is sexy, too.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, but he’s so shy that he doesn’t really talk much.”

“Do you want to tell him?”

“I sometimes dream that he slips into bed with me at night,” answered Nick.

“Well,” replied Joshua, “we can stay here, and I can hold you to remind you that you’re not alone, or I can help you scope things out with Paul. Want to take a risk?”

“What if he’s not gay?”

“Then you can start thinking about someone else slipping into your bed.”

Nick smiled. “OK.”

“Is he likely to be there now?”

“Maybe, it’s almost lunchtime.”

“Then let’s go.” Joshua got up and led the way to Nick’s and Paul’s room. He opened the door to find Paul on his bed reading a book. Paul sat up.

“Hey, Paul,” said Nick.

“Hey,” he replied.

“Hi, Paul. I’m Joshua; I’m a friend of Nick’s. I don’t know whether you know this, but I’m gay, and I just broke up with my boyfriend.”

“You don’t mind that your friend is gay?” Paul directed the question to Nick.

“Of course not,” Nick answered, and taking a deep breath, he said, “I’m gay, too. I should have told you before.”

“I wish you would have,” said Paul. “I wanted to invite my boyfriend to come to visit and stay the night, but I wasn’t sure you’d be comfortable with it.”

“Of course you can invite him,” replied Nick.

“Thanks. Did you want something?”

“Just to ask you if you wanted to join us for lunch. Roommates should be friendlier.” Nick smiled.

“Yeah,” said Joshua.

“I want to finish this chapter first, and I want to call my boyfriend and let him know.”

“See you later, then,” Joshua waved.

The two men went into the hall. Nick’s face showed disappointment.

“Let’s go sit at the gay table. I bet the boys will fight over you.”

Nick laughed, but Joshua was right. Once the others knew that Nick was gay, several of them wanted to go out with him. Steve wasn’t one of them. He whispered in Nick’s ear, “If you want a blowjob, just let me know. I love to suck cock, and I’m really good at it. But I ain’t looking for a boyfriend, and I don’t fuck.”

Joshua left and went back to his room. He had a few hours to read a few chapters of Comparative Anatomy and study some French vocabulary. For most people, the hours might seem to drag by, but before he knew it, it was time to head to Amy’s.

At just a few minutes before six, Joshua knocked on Amy’s door. A cute guy answered. He introduced himself as Amy’s brother Aaron, and Aaron had some news for Joshua.

“Amy’s at the doctor right now. She thinks she broke her finger. But she says she’ll be here as soon as she can. I’m going to order some sandwiches from Jimmy Johns. What do you want?”

“Umm. To come in?”

“Sorry. I’m a little frazzled, and you’re cuter than she described.”

“Thanks.” Joshua walked into the living room. Their project was still on the coffee table. “I guess I can get to work; the board just needs to be finished.”

“So what kind of sandwich do you want? I’m going to get a turkey and cheese with avocado. I’ve got some Coke in the refrigerator.”

“The same for me.”

“My mom’s paying; she’s with Amy now. Do you want chips and a cookie?”

“Why not. Salt and Vinegar.”

“Cool. I love those. I’ll get this called in and then I’ll assist you but not help you.” Aaron went into the kitchen.

Joshua wondered how he planned to assist but not help and got to work. Aaron came back a few minutes later and sat down near him. “Tell me which supply you need, and I’ll get it for you, and when you finish with something like the glue, I’ll take it from you. That way I’m not actually doing anything directly with the project.”

“OK. That actually sounds like a good plan.” The two of them began to work together; it began a little roughly, but soon they were working like the proverbial oiled machine.

Joshua moved back. “The only thing that’s left is the lettering. That’s Amy’s domain; I wonder whether she’ll be able to manage it.”

“If she can’t,” said Aaron, “I bet you’ll take care of it just fine. I’ve been watching you work.”

The doorbell rang, and Aaron got up and took delivery of the sandwiches.

“Can I help?” Joshua called out.

“I’ve got it.”

Aaron came in with their food, and Joshua noticed that he sat a little closer. They locked eyes. Joshua noticed that Aaron was more than cute. He had muscular arms and legs that contrasted with his dark brown emotional eyes.

“You’re full of contradictions, aren’t you?” asked Joshua.

“What do you mean?”

“Look at you,” said Joshua. “You have a boyish face, but your arms and legs are those of a man. Your voice is soft and gentle yet your vocabulary reveals how smart you are, not that those are mutually exclusive. I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”

“You didn’t.” Aaron stretched his hand forward and ran his fingers over Joshua’s chest. “I like you.”

“And I like you.”

“Yeah, well, maybe it’s a little more than like.”

“I like your honesty, your straightforwardness. I’m feeling attracted as well.” He rubbed a finger over Aaron’s ear.

Aaron flattened his hand on Joshua’s chest. “Is your chest hairy?”

Joshua smiled. “Just in the middle where you have your hand.”

“Touching you, it’s making me feel…”

Joshua leaned forward and kissed him. “Did that make your dick hard? I can feel mine swelling.”

Aaron wasn’t sure what to say. Joshua kissed him again and noticed Aaron rub his crotch. Joshua rubbed his and realized that he wanted Aaron in a way he had never wanted another man. Some of the sensations were strange to him, but the desire to be inside him was familiar and strong.

Aaron rested his head on Joshua’s shoulder and squeezed one of his pecs. “I want to feel your skin against mine. And I want…” Aaron bit his lower lip. “You said I was honest.”

“I trust you.”

Aaron took a deep breath. “I was born a girl.”

Joshua thought for a moment. “But you’re a guy now, right? You’re not just pretending to be one.”

“No. I’m not pretending. I’m a guy, but I don’t have a dick. I didn’t get the surgery. It was too expensive.”

Joshua kissed him again. “I still want you in a way that I can’t explain.”

“And…” Aaron rubbed his hand across Joshua’s crotch and gripped the hardening penis. “I’ve never been with anyone. I got a text from my mom that she is taking Amy home after the doctor. My mattress is in Amy’s room. It’s where I sleep when I stay over.”

“Take me.”

Aaron took him into the room and they laid next to one another, kissing and touching. After a short time of making out, Joshua removed Aaron’s pants and then his own. Once their shirts were also removed, they were again side-by-side, kissing, touching.

Joshua moved down Aaron’s abdomen and buried his nose in the pubic hair. A scent he had never experienced before caused his heart to race faster. He pushed his tongue forward and moved his head down to contact the small clitoris of his first pussy. His tongue movements cause Aaron to moan more loudly.

“Inside.” Whispers, barely audible, directed him. “Please, put it inside me.”

Joshua moved between Aaron’s legs and pushed his throbbing cock down. He was surprised at how easily his dick penetrated the hole. A completely different experience from the last time he’d had sex. This hole was warmer, wetter; the smell was pleasant, intoxicating. He began to thrust deeply but gently. Aaron moved his legs up and around Joshua, meeting his thrusts with an angle change that heightened their pleasure. Aaron’s hand moved down and pushed his clitoris down toward the thrusting cock.

Aaron pulled Joshua’s head toward his. The two continued to kiss as they drew pleasure from the intercourse. Joshua felt his balls tighten, and he moved his upper torso perpendicular to Aaron’s. He held his partner’s legs at the ankles and spread them apart. The position change elicited a guttural moan from Aaron.

“I’m close, baby,” grunted Joshua.

Aaron began to rub his clit. The pressure of Joshua’s dick inside him and the friction at the entrance to his hole was pushing him close. He continued to manipulate his clit until he felt every muscle in his body contract and a rush of ecstasy overtake him.

Joshua witnessed the orgasm and responded by pushing himself deep inside his partner to deliver his seed. Three times he thrust deeper and harder than before, and three times his cock spewed for a heavy load of cum.

Aaron’s eyes misted as he pulled Joshua next to him. The experience was more than he had ever imagined or hoped it could be. Joshua and he had a connection that went beyond the sex they had just enjoyed.

“This was more than just fucking,” Joshua admitted. “I don’t understand what it is, but I feel that I need you in my life.”

Aaron kissed him. He knew he wanted to share his life with Joshua. “Could this be love at first fuck?” he asked.

“I think it is,” was the reply.

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