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Sexual Perversions #25
by Strangesub (strangesub@yahoo.com)
***
After having been fucked in more ways than one
throughout his young life, Greg meets up with some men
who really want to fuck him over. (MMm, mf, underage,
nc, rp, oral, anal, orgy, bd)
***
It was 1974 and I was 20 years old. Except that with
my rosy red complexion; soft young shaved hairless
body; I looked like I was about 14 years old. From the
back, with my long curly red hair and cute naked ass
cheeks, I could have been mistaken for a girl.
I had been picked up hitchhiking by a couple of guys
who, after fucking the hell out of me, turned me over
to their older black Dom friend who had persuaded me
to be his white pig twink slave fuck toy.
After getting repeatedly raped and fucked, Master Tom
dressed me up in an exotic white leather slave outfit
and we went out. Master Tom seemed to be looking for
some other boy called Randi.
We went up a stairway and stood outside a door until
we were buzzed in...
Master Tom led me into a room where a man and a woman
who were sitting at a counter, talking.
The woman was older, about Tom's age and dressed in a
semi-transparent blouse. I could see she had some sort
of corset on beneath that pushed her ample tits up and
out. There were nipple rings on her breasts, clearly
visible through the fabric of her blouse. She had on a
long skirt that went to the floor.
The man looked like a bouncer, which I suppose he was.
He had on a tight black muscle shirt and tight black
pants. He had bulging muscles.
The woman said, "Hey Tom, nice toy..." as she eyed my
quivering form, my tail still fucking my hot ass as it
bobbed up and down. "but... is he legal?"
"Road-pig?" demanded Tom.
"I-I'm... 20," I replied, totally humiliated and
totally turned on.
The guy laughed and reached over and raised his
eyebrows at Tom. Tom smiled and nodded yes. He grabbed
my tail and pushed it down.
"Uhh, uhhh," I groaned and bent my knees as he fucked
the ass plug into me by yanking on my tail.
"Cute, he's randy," the man laughed and let go.
"Funny," said Tom. "He's Road-pig. Greg and Sam found
him for me... If Randi comes in... Fuck.... Well,
anyway, let me know... Do me a favor, ask around where
they might be tonight... Ok?"
"Sure Tommy," said the woman. "We'll find out where
they're hanging out. But, you know, this little slut
is a lot more twink than Randi was... You sure he's
gonna be OK?"
"He's 20, for fuck's sake," said Tom, "But maybe Bobby
here would like to check him out? He's a fucking hot
little slut, aren't you Road-pig?"
Tom stuck a finger in my mouth again and I closed my
eyes and sucked it, my tongue dancing down his digit.
I was so turned on. This was an unbelievably hot scene
for me. I was on a stoned, erotic high, on display,
the object of lustful attention by complete strangers.
I had totally surrendered to being Tom's road-pig
slave. It made me even hotter and harder to be a sex
toy in front of these people. I would do anything..."
"Damn, he looks like a fucking baby twink," said Bobby
to the woman. "I'm gonna step inside for a moment,
Tabby. Check to make sure the customers are behaving
themselves..."
"Don't stay too long," said Tabby, smiling at us.
Tom led me down a hallway and we all walked into a
wide open bar space.
On one side of the dimly lit room was a bar with small
tables around the floor. There was a stage on the
other side of the room.
It felt like it was 20 degrees warmer than it was
outside and loud, pulsing music filled the air.
Interspersed here and there were chains on the walls
with manacles; a set of stocks; some padded benches;
and other furniture paraphernalia that looked vaguely
menacing. There was a group of men at the bar around
one woman. On stage there was some guy clothed in a
shirt and his underwear; tied up, struggling to get
out of the ropes while couple of women dressed like
dominatrices watched. His underwear clad groin was
tied tightly and his hard cock was clearly outlined.
"Here you go," said Tom, handing the bouncer my leash.
"Ohhhhhhh fuck," I groaned as Bobby immediately pushed
me against the wall, jamming the butt plug tail into
my sore asshole, squeezed my face and shoved his
tongue into my mouth.
I fucked my hips against his as we passionately
kissed, his hot tongue devouring my oral hole as I
pushed back with my tongue, wanting him to take me
right there.
Then he just pushed down on my shoulders, making me
moan again as my fuck ass tail slid down the wall
until I was on my knees, my face at his crotch.
I frantically opened his fly and pulled down his pants
and underwear over his beautiful muscular thighs,
exposing his beautiful hard, 8 inch cut cock.
It stood out straight in front of me like a cannon,
fat with a big swollen knob.
"Lick it!", He said in a breathy, commanding voice.
I stuck out my tongue and the whole weight of his
thick cock was lifted by my wet tongue.
"Now, we'll see how good this baby twink really is,"
said Bobby to Master Tom.
My mouth took in as much of his enormous cock as it
could. I really tried to take it in as deeply as I
could but my gag reflex kept me from going too far. To
compensate I grabbed the part that didn't fit in my
mouth with the thumb and forefinger of my left hand
and worked it in rhythm with my lips. My tongue slid
easily and soon there was a nice continuous motion. I
was so turned on, I just wanted to please him and
Master Tom....
Tom went off to look at something else while I made
love to Bobby's cock. I sucked and licked and stroked
and did whatever I could for at least five minutes
while he fucked my mouth.
Finally, Bobby laughed and pushed me off of his cock.
"Hey Tommy," he yelled. "If the twink is legal - he
shouldn't be! He's okay."
Master Tom came back to grab my leash as Bobby tucked
his still hard cock into his pants.
"Maybe I'll get some more of that later," he said as
he went back outside.
I was still panting from the exertion of sucking
Bobby's cock as Tom led me over to the bar and ordered
a drink and a beer for me.
We were next to the cluster of men and I watched as
one man, sitting on a barstool, directed the woman to
let these guys do whatever they wanted. She was an
ordinary looking housewife type with a long dress on
and she looked like she was going to cry as one of the
men turned her around and pushed up her dress from
behind. I couldn't see, but I thought I her heard cry
out as she faced the guy directing this scene and the
guy behind her bent her over slightly and shoved a
hard cock up her cunt.
The bartender put a drink and a bowl of beer on the
bar. Tom took the bowl and put it on the floor. Right
next to these guys who were fucking this housewife, I
knelt down on the floor and started lapping away at
the cold beer. It was great. Already, I was sweating
from the heat in the place after sucking Bobby.
After a minute or so, Tom jerked my collar up and I
was confronted with a hard, naked cock in front of my
face. I took the cock in my mouth and brought up my
hands to open up the man's pants to be able to suck
him better as the cock started moving in and out
between my lips. I slurped hungrily on this strange
prick fucking my face, squeezing his shaft, sucking
him deep into my hot mouth.
I bobbed up and down, my tail erotically fucking my
ass as I got hotter and hotter. I was moaning with
pleasure as the man started pumping his hot seed into
my eager mouth. I sucked and licked the spewing cock,
drinking his cum, savoring the bitter, salty taste on
my tongue.
I was panting as the man withdrew his spent meat from
between my lips and I groaned as I sat down on my
tail, driving the ass plug ever deeper. I licked my
lips as I opened my eyes and saw the face of the woman
who was getting fucked from behind by another man. She
was crying now, not in pain, but in humiliation.
Tom leaned over to my head, pulling me up to his head
and said in my ear, "Kiss her. Stick your tongue into
her mouth... Get some of that sperm in there."
I obeyed and still kneeling, I awkwardly took her face
in my hands and put my lips to hers. She tried to
avoid me, but she still let me thrust my tongue into
her mouth. Her face was slippery with sweat. I tasted
her tears and snot as I tried to clean the previous
man's sperm out of my mouth into hers. I felt unclean
as she feebly struggled against me. But I could feel
the fuck thrusts into her and I was hot.
Tom finally pulled me off of her mouth as another man
dropped his pants in front of me and shoved his hard
cock between her sobbing lips. Tom said something in
the man's ear. Then, he got down close to me again and
said, "Lick his asshole."
As this guy fucked this woman's mouth, I pried apart
his ass cheeks with my fingers and started to tongue
his funky asshole. His ass crack was also wet with
sweat. He wasn't particularly dirty, but he hadn't
done anything special to prepare himself for my mouth
and his asshole tasted and smelled like shit - I
nearly gagged and quickly put my mouth down to my
slave bowl to take a huge gulp of beer.
SMACK!
"AAAAHHHhhhh!" I cried as Tom jerked me back up by my
leash and whipped me on my naked back.
"Eat his asshole Road-pig," Tom demanded and I
frantically stuck my tongue back into his ass.
He started fucking the woman's face faster and faster
and I had to hold onto his ass cheeks to keep my mouth
glued to his anal hole. I thrust my tongue into his
ass, forcing his anus open as I felt it contract and
the man came, pumping his fuck-load into the woman's
pliant mouth. I stayed there, his asshole clenching my
tongue until he pulled out of the woman's mouth and
simply walked away.
"Now, take his cum from her mouth," commanded Tom.
I thrust my shitty tongue into the helpless woman's
mouth and tried to drink the cum that was still there.
She passively let me do whatever I wanted. I could
tell that she was still crying and another guy was
fucking her from behind. After cleaning out the
previous guy's fuck juice from her mouth, Tom let me
drop back down to the floor and I gratefully lapped up
the rest of my beer, rinsing out my mouth, trying to
clean out the shit cum.
I was trembling, almost hallucinating, from the
raunchy slave sex that I was performing. My heart was
pounding and I could feel my body becoming all sweaty.
I was nothing other than Road-pig.
Tom put another bowl of beer on the floor and shouted
at me, over the music, to "wash up good." I drank the
beer, calming down, rinsing out my mouth gain and
washing the rest of the shit smell off my face with
beer.
When I was done, Tom yanked me up again. The woman was
still being fucked by other men. More men stood
around. Her man, or what appeared to be her man, was
still sitting on a barstool next to her, smoking a
cigarette, directing the guys on how to fuck her. She
had stopped crying as Tom led me away from that
scene...
We walked to another doorway and down another hallway
into another part of this pervert's palace. There was
also a bar here, the music was even louder and
raunchier. It was also darker, done up with black
light and everyone looked like they were wearing
leather, or nothing...
There was a naked man tied to a wheel moaning as a
leather clad woman dripped hot wax onto him. There
were several people sitting around in chairs, drinking
and watching this.
Tom led me over to the people, mostly men with their
own slaves, watched this dominatrix alternatively whip
the naked man's cock and body and drip more wax onto
his nipples and naked hard on. A fat woman wearing
nothing but a leather vest, her huge, fat tits hanging
out, was sitting, taking it all in while she pulled a
shapely girl with the same kind of vest and clad in
tight shorts by chains attached to nipple rings,
between the fat broad's huge splayed thighs, to her
hairy crotch.
"Hey Tommy, whatcha got there?" shouted the fat lady
looking at me, as her slave ate out her cunt.
"It's a Road-pig I picked up." said Tom, yanking on my
collar, pulling me in front of the fat woman.
"No shit? What happened to Randi? Hell, he's just a
kid. Damn. What a fuckin' cutie. Damn. Does he eat
pussy?" she asked all at once...
"You woman are all alike. What the fuck... I don't
know. Let's find out. Eat Larissa's cunt, Road-pig."
Tom gave Larissa the leash. She pulled me down towards
her while yanking her slave up from the floor. As
suddenly as I had walked into this place, I was on my
knees on the dirty floor, my nose and mouth pressing
into Larissa's drenched cunt bush.
I reached up to the top of her thighs to steady
myself. Again, the smell was overwhelming. She was
totally soaked with sweat and her own juices. I had to
keep from gagging as her wet vagina musk covered my
face and she slid my head between her enormous thighs,
cutting off the sound of the club, trapping my mouth
in her cavernous cunt.
I couldn't hear anything, but I started licking her
fleshy pussy walls, burying my nose on her fat clit as
she squeezed her legs harder, further wetting my
already beer soaked long red hair with her sweat
drenched thighs. I ate out her hot, humid pussy as I
felt someone else playing with my tail sticking up in
the air, driving the butt plug in and out of my hot
asshole.
I lost track of time as I grunted and groaned
soundlessly imprisoned between the fat mounds of flesh
clutching my head, her fleshy cunt walls filling my
mouth and nose. My tail was occasionally yanked,
painfully ripping into my asshole as I drank her
flowing pussy juices.
I was gasping for air, my hair and face soaked with
cunt slop, body drenched with sweat, by the time Tom
pulled me out from between Larissa's thighs.
The music assaulted my ears again and I was totally
fucked up in an erotic, stoned haze - a true road-pig
sex slave, willing to do anything to anybody...
"Enough fun for now," said Tom, "Let's get you cleaned
out. See you..." he said to Larissa as he led me away.
She pulled her own slave back to the floor as Tom led
me, stumbling with the unreality of it all, to still
another hallway. We walked down the hall making three
sharp turns into a brightly lit room. I squinted at
the harsh whiteness of the room, feeling a little
dizzy at this sudden assault.
"Take everything off, except for the collar," said Tom
to me as he let go of my leash and walked over to a
cabinet.
I quickly complied, taking off the boots, unstrapping
my body straps and groaning as I took off the nipple
clamps... I had to pause at the incredible pain as the
blood returned to my sensitive nipples. I undid the
ball sheath and unzipped my shorts and let them fall
as I again groaned, pulling the dildo from my ass.
"Ohhh, thank you," I murmurred to Tom as I felt my
balls and asshole and nipples pulse with the heat from
their abuse. I was wet with sweat from my head to my
toes.
"You're welcome Road-pig," said Tom as he grabbed my
wrists and snapped a padded metal cuff over each one.
He then raised my hands over my head and attached them
to a hook on a chain.
"But, I didn't tell you to talk and you stink of cunt
slop," he said as he walked over to a switch on the
wall and toggled it. The chain began to rise,
stretching my arms over my head until the heels of my
feet just barely touched the floor.
He walked back and grabbed my red, sore nipples.
"AAHHHHHhmnnnnoooo," I screamed helplessly as he
twisted them savagely.
"Pleeeeeese," I begged as as he kept his tortuous grip
hard on my nipples.
Tom let go and walked behind me to the wall again,
came back and told me, "Open your mouth."
I did and he forced a ball gag between my lips,
fastening it tightly behind my head.
"You're too fucking noisy for a good slave," said Tom,
walking around my front and slapping my naked, hard
cock with the back of his hand.
"NNNnnnmmmm," I groaned through the gag, my nude form
quivering in pain.
As Tom puttered around the white tiled room, getting
whatever it was he wanted to get together, I tried to
get more comfortable. I was trussed up, totally naked,
except for the slave collar, my wrists attached to a
large hook and chain that seemed to be attached to
some kind of track. The room was almost like very
large, open multiple shower - the kind you see in a
gym.
There were also hose attachments on the walls. There
were sinks and several toilets. The toilets were
weird. There was one with no bowl, just a large chair
with a toilet seat and a hole in the floor underneath.
Another one looked like a giant urinal, low to the
floor, that a person could actually sit in. One toilet
was raised high, so that a person could practically
sit on it standing up...
I felt Tom behind me. He roughly shoved his fingers
into my asshole, lubing it briefly and then shoved
something else in, threading it slowly up into my
rectum, pushing it deeper into me than the dildo...
I groaned, trying to relax my ass as I felt something
gushing into me. He was giving me an enema! The warm
fluids quickly filled up my asshole until it was
painful.
"NNnnnnnn, Nnnn," I tried to protest through the gag.
Tom turned the water off and led me over to the high
toilet, the chain attached to my bound hands sliding
along a track. He lowered the chain until I was
sitting spread eagled on the toilet and then he yanked
the hose out of my ass.
"Unnnnnnnnnnnnn," I groaned with satisfaction as the
shit liquid poured out of my bowels.
Tom let me sit there a little while as I continued to
force dirty water out of my ass.
Then, he raised the manacles again and moved me off of
the toilet again. Again he shoved the hose deep into
my ass.
"MMMnnnnnmmmmmcchhhheeee!" I tried to protest at how
deep he was shoving the hose, plus the fact that I now
had to pee with a vengeance. Even though my hard on
was still throbbing, I had to piss badly...
My bladder was aching as a fat, naked man started
crawling into the room on his hands and knees. His
balls were attached to a leash that ran between his
legs and a leather clad, severe looking woman kicked
him in the ass as he crawled.
"Hurry up," she commanded, directing him towards the
huge, sit in, toilet. "I have to pee."
"There's someone in here," he whined, "I can't...
Ahhhhh..."
"Shut up," his mistress commanded as she yanked hard
on his ball leash and kicked him again. "Do you mind?"
She looked at Tom.
"No go ahead," he said from behind me, having firmly
fastened the hose in me, so I couldn't force it out.
"Unnghhhhhhh," I groaned as I felt warm water shooting
into my ass.
I watched the man get into the toilet and his mistress
undo her black leather skirt, pulling it off along
with a pair of black lace, crotchless panties. She
straddled the man and the toilet and her pee began to
gush out powerfully, spraying the naked man with her
hot waste.
"Nnnnnnggggggg!!!" I tried to protest as the enema
gushing into me started painfully putting pressure on
my insides.
"NNNN! MNNNN! NNNN!" I tried to scream as my belly
started to push out from the force of the water.
It was torturous and I felt like I had really bad
cramps. I frantically looked over my shoulder at Tom
who was watching the woman piss on her slave. The pain
was intense. I felt like I was going to explode,
literally.
Then, Tom stopped the flow, but didn't pull out the
hose plug, so the pressure continued ... and the pain
continued. I felt sick as the pain continued while the
woman finished peeing on her slave. She had him lick
her shaved crotch dry and then retrieved her things
while he crawled out of the toilet.
I was moaning deliriously with the pain, until Tom
hooked back the leash onto my collar and pulled me
over the tall toilet. I now waddled in agony, my
manacled hands sliding along the track until I
straddled the toilet. Then, Tom yanked out the hose
plug and I could feel the water pouring out of me with
tremendous force. Tom let the manacles down slightly
so my ass cheeks rested on the toilet as I watched my
belly flatten and the pain subsided.
"UNNNNnnnnnnnn" I groaned as Tom put his hands on my
lower stomach from behind me and squeezed, forcing
more water to gush from my asshole.
I hung there in a daze, the water flowing out of me
when I suddenly couldn't hold my piss any longer and
it started shooting out of my engorged cock.
SMACK!
"NNNNngnnnnnnnnn" I screamed through the gag as Tom's
whip came down on my gushing cock.
But I couldn't stop peeing.
The leather clad woman said "Help that slave," and
yanked the fat naked man over in front of my cock.
His face was drenched with my piss as he got up and
took my squirting member into his mouth, drinking the
stream of my hot urine, sucking on my cock, even as
the enema water continued to pour from my ass.
"Ahhhhh, nnnnnn, uhhhhhhhhuuhhh," I jerked and moaned
as the waste fluids pulsed from my body. With the
water pumping out my ass and the piss pumping out of
my cock, it felt like one super orgasm. I convulsed
and screamed through the gag over and over again. It
felt like someone had applied electric orgasmic shock
to my insides. The bright white room dissolved into
white light and my cock burned with hot fire as it
emptied out.
"NNNNnnnnnnaaahuuuhhhh!!" I screamed again as Tom's
flat leather whip came down on my ass-cheeks.
"Uhh,uhh,uhh,uhh,uhh,uhh,uhh," I jerked like a
demented puppet, my feet jumping off of the floor as
the fire of pissing turned into the literal fire of
orgasm and my hot, hot cum shot out into the fat man's
mouth.
Tom laid the whip onto my sensitive tit flesh and
again I screamed as I continued to cum and cum, like a
beserker fuck toy. I couldn't fucking help myself, my
smooth naked body rippled with explosions and a
roaring orgasmic frenzy. I didn't know if I was
pissing or cumming, but my body was simply one giant
orgasm...
Everything faded away into another dimension and all I
felt was as if my whole being was a roaring fire of
hedonistic flesh. I went out of my mind...
I don't know how long I lost it. When I finally came
to again, I hung limply in my shackles. My eyes were
closed and my head had dropped, my chin resting on my
chest. I could still feel my bowels flowing and it
still felt like my cock was draining.
Tom said, "You're not clean enough yet, bitch." as he
shoved the hose back into my asshole.
"Uhhhhhhh," I moaned softly as he moved me off the
toilet and again water started flowing into me, slowly
extending my belly again and swelling it up. The fat
man and his mistress were gone. My cock was still semi
hard and it still felt like it was on fire.
"You came without permission Road-pig," said Tom as
the water painfully filled me up again. "You didn't
want to do that. Now, you have to learn what it means
to be a slave."
"Nnnnnnngghh," I moaned through the gag.
It wasn't fair. I didn't try to cum. The pain of the
enema became more intense. Tom kept the hose in
longer, filling me with a larger amount of warm water.
"NNnnnnngggghhhh!!" I cried out again through the gag,
horrified at the intense pain and watching my stomach
bulge out from all the water flowing into me. I
couldn't believe my dick got hard. It hurt and I hurt,
but I watched as it again stiffened.
Finally, Tom stopped the water, but he didn't move me
to the toilet. Instead, he stood behind me and
massaged my belly, putting pressure on it, increasing
the pain.
"NNNNNNnnnnn!! EEEEEASE AAAHHHH!!" I screamed through
the ball gag at his cruelty.
I started crying again, tears rolling down my face.
Tom just put more pressure on my distended belly.
"You are made for pain, Road-pig," whispered Tom in my
ear, his open leather vest and chest straps against my
naked back; his giant hard cock pressing through his
leather pants against my naked ass. "You will have to
learn to cum only when I let you. You will learn."
Tom continued to squeeze my stomach as he moved me
over to the toilet. I was sobbing with pain when he
yanked out the hose...
"Nnnnaahhhhhhhhhhhhh...." I moaned as the water shot
out of my ass with the force of a gunshot.
When Tom again slapped my cock with his leather strap
and I was amazed that I was still hard. The smack
forced more water out of my ass.
Again I just hung there limply for a while, my ass
draining, too exhausted to even move. Tom left and
while he was gone, another male couple came in. They
laughed when they saw me and one walked over to me and
started caressing my smooth, naked flesh while the
other one peed in the toilet. When he touched me,
another squirt of water shot out of my asshole.
"Damn, you are one sexy little boy, aren't you," he
said as his hand caressed my shaved groin.
"Uhhhhh," I moaned at this new attention, feeling
horny all over again, my cock still twitching on fire.
"Hey," said the other man, still pissing, "Leave the
twink alone. I think he's Tom's new slave."
The man caressing me looked at his buddy and grabbed
my cock saying, "Maybe I should taste Tom's new
slave."
The man at the toilet stopped peeing and walked over
to him, his thick cock still hanging out of his pants.
"No, maybe you should taste me, sweety," he said as he
grabbed his friend's shoulders and pushed him to the
bathroom floor in front of me.
The man who had been caressing me took the other cock
in his mouth, sucking it in, drawing its limp
thickness between his lips.
"Shit, this place stinks," said the man getting
sucked, "Let's go."
The guy got up off the floor and they walked out.
I hung there for a while, water dribbling out of my
ass, my erection finally wilting, until Tom finally
walked back in.
"Okay, Road-pig," Tom said as he lowered my aching
arms," All clean?"
I mutely nodded.
"Good," said Tom as he unhooked me from the overhead
chain and I started to move my arms to get the kinks
out, "but you came without permission. You're going to
have to be punished..."
With that, he knelt down and fastened another ball
sheath stretcher around my naked testicles as I
groaned again at the abuse.
He fastened the leash back to my collar and laughed. I
looked down and my cock was hard once more. It still
felt like it was burning. I was afraid now. I didn't
trust myself. I didn't want to get hurt. But I didn't
know how to say no.
Tom led me over to metal table and bent me over it.
Then he dried my asshole and legs. I moaned through
the ball gag as he lubed up my asshole once more,
shoving at least three fingers into my clean, wet
hole.
"Uhn, uhn, uhn, uhn," I moaned as he fucked his hand
in and out, greasing up my boy hole, getting me ready
for whatever he had in mind next. I forgot the pain,
forgot my fears, as the sensation of Tom's fingers
fucking my asshole thrilled me again.
Next, Tom yanked me back to my feet and re-attached
the nipple clamps. Then he led me out of the bathroom,
dressed only in my slave collar, ball stretcher, and
nipple clamps. My naked feet walked on a floor
saturated with years of cum and sex filth. He had put
the rest of my outfit somewhere else. My hard cock
painfully throbbed in front of me.
We went back to the black light leather area, where
Tom got a drink at the bar, hooking my leash onto a
peg that seemed to be made for that purpose. He took
my ball gag off.
"Thank you Master," I said, truly grateful at the
pleasure of being able to work out my sore jaw. I was
glad my insides weren't being tortured anymore. I felt
the afterglow of the biggest shit that I had ever
taken. My dick was hard.
Tom smiled and pulled a nipple chain, forcing me to
wince in pain.
"Take your bowl on the floor, Road-pig," said Tom,
indicating a new bowl of beer on the bar.
I crouched on the floor and looked around. It appeared
that I was the only overtly naked man in the room.
Larissa was still there, clad only in her vest,
chatting with people as she caressed her slave who sat
on her lap, but the naked man tied to the wheel was
gone and, whereas, most of the people were dressed
erotically and I could see tits and at least one cock,
I was the only fully naked slave in the room. There
were several men that appeared to be slaves, but they
all had more clothes on than I did, even if it was
only a jockstrap.
I felt deliciously perverted as I lapped up my beer,
naked, my smooth, shaved ass in the air. Tom put a
foot on the small of my back as he talked to his
friends or acquaintances. I couldn't hear what was
being said, but I knew it was about me, at least
partly. My cock was stiff with new lust.
Finally, Tom took his foot off of my back and pulled
me upright. One of his friends pulled my nipple chains
again and laughed at my groan.
I could still barely hear what he said to Tom, but the
next thing I knew, Tom had turned me to the bar and
pushed my face down. A hard cock rammed into my ass.
"Unnghhh," I moaned into the wood of the bar as Tom
held my head down and I tried to lift my ass higher to
give my fucker better access.
The man grasped my hips and slammed his meat in and
out of my asshole, painfully fucking me harder and
harder. I heard other men gather around and encourage
him on to fuck the twink harder and faster.
He did.
"AHH, ahh, uhh, ahh, uh," I grunted as he drove his
rigid staff in and out of my asshole.
Finally, I felt him freeze as he shot his wad of hot
cum deep into my bowels...
As soon as he pulled out, Tom pulled me back onto my
feet and we walked back towards the corridor leading
to the other bar area where the stage was.
As we walked, Tom put one hand into my ass-crack and
scooped up the cum leaking from my ravaged hole. He
slid his fingers into my mouth. I eagerly licked the
cum off of his fingers, still a totally fucked up,
sensual, pleasure-seeking slave. I was so fucking hot.
When we walked into the room, there was a different
man on the stage and he was chained to the wall with
his back towards the audience. He was naked from the
waist up, but it looked like he still had his pants
on. There were two women onstage. One was the older
lady from the front desk. She had taken off her blouse
and skirt and was dressed in thigh high leather boots;
crotchless leather panties and the black corset that
emphasized her naked breasts, pierced nipples and all.
I recognized the other woman.
Fuck. It was the housewife that I kissed and who was
being fucked by all of those various men. She was
still clothed in the long dress, but one tit hung out
and it looked like it was torn and wet all over with
cum. Her dark hair also looked sticky with cum. I
couldn't see the guy's face, but it looked like the
guy that had been directing everyone to fuck the
woman. The mistress of this dungeon was showing the
housewife how to whip the guy.
There were red marks all over his back. It was a
bizarre scene and I was mesmerized by it as Tom led me
over to some stocks right near the stage. I continued
to stare at the guy as Tom bent me over and fastened
me into the stocks, which were low down to the floor,
undoing my leash. Then he left me there with my naked
ass again high in the air, to go to the bar as I
watched the guy get whipped. I was still drunk and
stoned and my cock was still on fire and I felt
totally surreal. I'm sure that the room was staring at
me just like I was staring at this housewife beating
her guy. As far as I could tell, I was still the only
totally naked man in the room.
I felt hands on my ass as I watched.
"UNNnnhhhhhhhh!!" I cried out as a new, hard, thick
cock plunged into my ass.
Fuck, this was the wildest thing I had ever done in my
life.
I tried to clench my anal ring around the new cock in
my ass, sending waves of pleasure through my naked
body. The stranger behind me casually fucked me as the
man on stage continued to get whipped.
It went on like this for a while. My mouth was hanging
open and my eyes totally glazed over as I panted to
the guys fuck thrusts into my ass. Tom sat down at a
table next to us and I turned my head, looking at him
vacantly as the guy behind me continued to use my ass
for his pleasure. Tom got up and unzipped a front
panel on his leather pants so that his giant cock was
hanging out. Then, he slid his chair around and sat
down so that his cock was brushing my lips. All the
while I continued to grunt as the guy fucked me from
behind.
"I need to take a piss," said Tom. "Don't spill any."
He put his soft cockhead between my lips and I closed
my mouth, trying not to bite his manhood as the man
behind me continued to slam in and out of my ass,
vibrating my whole body with his thrusts.
A hot, acrid, powerful stream of urine filled my
mouth, burning my throat as Tom pissed into me and I
tried to swallow. I gulped down his scalding waste
frantically, terrified that I would cough pee all over
him...
The guy behind me froze and I felt his cock pulse its
hot load into my ass. Tom continued to empty his
bladder into my mouth and I could feel my stomach
filling with his piss as I gulped his spouting tool
straight down my throat.
The guy pulled his cock out of my cum slicked asshole
and Tom finally slowed to a dribble...
Tom pulled me off of his prick by my hair and looked
me in the eye. He put a hand down on his chair and
wiped it, bringing it up to my nose - it smelled like
pee. "You missed some, Road-pig," Tom said, undoing
the stock.
He got up and continued to pull me up by my long red
hair. The man and the woman on stage were gone. Tom
led me up the stage stairs...
"Put your hands over your head, slop boy," said Tom
Trembling with fear, humiliation and degradation, I
obeyed. I could feel the warm cum dripping from my
asshole down the inside of my thighs. Tom's piss was
sloshing in my belly and my mouth was still acrid from
the taste.
My cuffs were hooked up to a pulley and my arms were
again raised so that the heels of my feet were barely
touching the ground. I was center stage, my stretched
out hairless, boyish body with my throbbing hard on,
stretched balls and clamped nipples, helplessly
exposed to the lustful eyes of all of the watching
patrons.
Tom talked to the older dominatrix as he unfastened
the front panel of his leather pants again, exposing
his massive member, still only semi-hard. Tom again
had a riding crop whip in his hand.
Tom smiled at me, tracing the tip of the whip around
my quivering cock, up my belly. I grunted and winced
as he slid it under the nipple chain and flicked it
outward. Tom laughed as he stuck the whip in my mouth
and I tongued its tip, enjoying the degraded
sensation. He walked around to my naked back.
"EEEEAAAEAEEEE!!" I screamed as he slashed the
flexible whip across my ass cheeks again, leaving a
new line of naked fire. I screamed again as I heard
the crack and he slashed me in the opposite direction.
The pain again cut into me like a knife!
"PLEEEAASSEEE NOOOO, Nooo," I begged, crying and
wailing.
Tom grabbed my face with his hand, squeezing my
cheeks, cutting off my cries. He thrust his tongue
deep into my mouth, choking me and shutting up my
protests as I gurgled and my naked body arched. I felt
his massive, hard, hard cock against mine, poking the
top of my stomach and I moaned again with pleasure,
feeling the lines on my ass swell into welts of
masochistic fire.
I was panting when Tom released my face and my penis
was throbbing again. From behind me, the dominatrix
slipped a blindfold over my eyes.
"Oooouuuuuuhhhh," I moaned as everything went black
and I couldn't see a thing.
"Ohhshhhit," I moaned again.
"Road-pig," I heard Tom's voice. "Tell the people what
I'm going to do to you."
Ohh fuck, fuck, fuck, I thought... "You're going to
use me, Master." I replied and my cock pulsed.
"AHHHHHH!!" I cried out when a leather strap hit my
left, clamped nipple.
"AHH!" I cried again as my other tit flesh was whipped
.
I hung from the shackles and groaned in pleasure/pain.
I shrieked in pain again as a leather strap landed on
my ass, right on top of the welts already made by the
riding crop. The stinging pain filled my covered eyes
with tears, but it was followed by a second and a
third and a forth strike in rapid succession and my
hips swung forward from the blows.
I was gasping for breath as my ass burned a bright
red. It throbbed through my body and set a fire in my
cock, making me hot with lust. Suddenly there was
another strike as the strap contacted with my ass from
the other direction. Four more rapid hits left my ass
burning with the heat. I shrieked again and again,
groaning loudly it finally stopped.
Tom's hand brushed across my ass-cheeks, his cool skin
feeling icy on my burning ass, and I jumped with a
moan. He caressed my ass, making me moan again, before
drawing his hand back and striking the thigh below my
ass with his strap.
"Ahhhhhhh," I moaned loudly.
I swung there for a moment, the loud music of the
dungeon drowning out anything that I could have heard.
My naked body was aflame with painful lust. I hung
limply, letting my arms take my weight.
"AHHHH!!" I cried out again now as a flogger hit my
clamped nipple. The flogger came down again across my
other nipple. I flinched again with the pain. Tom
started flogging my stomach and began whipping me all
over my naked body - my ass, my back, my nipples. The
whip came down on my quivering cock.
"AHHH, PLEeasse, NOO, Noooo," I begged, jumping and
jerking as he striped my entire naked form.
The only answer he gave was to whip my cock again and
again as I screamed out, begging him to stop.
But again, I felt the hot fire of overloaded
sensuality and I suddenly started thrusting my hips,
trying to make contact with the whip and my vibrating
steel shaft of lust. I felt like I could cum from the
whipping. I wanted to fucking cum. Fuck.
"OHHH Fuck YESSS, YESSS! Use me... Fuckkk me!!!
YEAHHH," I shouted out, my body on fire, burning even
more with each strike. I was so hot. I had to cum...
The flogging abruptly stopped and my head was pulled
back by my hair, the new pain dousing my incipient
orgasm.
"Not yet, Road-pig" Tom whispered, his hot breath
tickling my ear.
I was left hanging, my ass, cock, stomach and chest,
burning from the whippings. My hard on was soaking wet
with pre cum.
The darkened bar seemed bright when Tom removed my
blindfold. I could see that the room was full of
people. Some of them were involved with each other,
but most were watching me. I trembled at my young
boyish body being the obscene center of attention.
Tom's huge, thick cock bobbed lewdly in the air at
nearly full hardness as he lowered my aching arms down
and unhooked my wrists from the pulley. Unresisting, I
let him pull me over to some kind of netted hammock,
where he laid me back into it. I moaned as the netting
rubbed on my naked whipped form.
As I laid there, my shaved cock facing the audience,
the dominatrix fastened my cuffs to two of the straps
holding up the hammock, over my head. Then they both
grabbed my legs, stretching them up and sideways,
tying them to the front part of the hammock hanging
from the ceiling. It was similar to how Greg had been
tied earlier in the day in the bondage session with
same.... now seeming several lifetimes ago...
I was completely exposed to the audience, my ass
spread wide open, still lubricated with the cum from
the previous fuckings.
"Noooo," I murmured, staring at Tom standing between
my outstretched legs, his gigantic log pointed at my
asshole.
"No?" said Tom, still smiling.
"AAAAHHEEEGHHH!!" I screamed again as the baton whip
snapped down on the inside of my open thigh. I could
see the instant welt it created.
I screamed again and again as Tom whipped the cane
into the sensitive crack of my ass.
"FUCK MEE, Pleasee, NOOoo, fuckme fuckme fuckme!" I
begged as he whipped me over and over again.
The blows stopped, but I could see the angry red
welts that covered the insides of my tender thighs.
Tom placed the enormous head of his cock against my
asshole and grabbed my thighs. He shifted slightly,
pushing his piss slit into the newly stretched
opening, lodging in my anus. I could see his teeth as
he smile broadly, looking at my face as my breath came
in gasps, my body twitching as I stared at his
elephantine cock at my sweet, young asshole...
"AAARRRGH!!" I screamed with pain as, with a slow
steady pressure, he pushed the bulbous head into my
anal ring, stretching it beyond anything that had ever
stretched it before. I was panting like a bitch dog in
heat, suddenly grateful for all of the fucking I had
had this day as his cock opened me up and slid past
the entrance of my asshole.
He stopped with just the massive head inside me,
ripping me apart as I lay there helpless, moaning,
disbelieving...
"Uhhh...Fucckk, oh please, it hurts, please...
please... nooo...please..." I begged, whimpering at
his giant tool raping my boyish asshole.
The fiery whipping lessened the pain in my stretched
out anus, but Tom's dick was as thick as my wrist and
it stretched my sphincter beyond its limits. With only
the head lodged in my asshole, Tom pivoted the hammock
so that the audience had a side view of his mammoth
meat penetrating my boy hole.
"AAHHHHHHHHHHH," I cried as he turned my whole naked
body around with his cock head stuck in my asshole.
"Relax," John tried to tell me through my pain
drenched haze....
My laugh came out as a screaming groan - it was easy
for him to say -he wasn't being skewered in the ass by
14 inch horse's cock as big around as my forearm.
"Just relax."
"UhhhoooooFuuuckk," was all I could manage to groan.
I felt him slide another inch into my boy hole. All
the cum and lube made it easier but it still felt like
he was trying to push a tree trunk into my asshole. I
writhed and squirmed on the hammock as Tom continued
to slowly push his fat meat deeper into my quivering
ass. With both hands on my thighs, he used the
leverage to plow more of his cock into my shaking
form. Now he groaned in pleasure as the hot, tight
pressure of my asshole wrapped around the soft skin of
his monster cock like a latex glove.
I was out of my mind as I felt my ass stretching
beyond its limits. My piss filled guts churned.
"Oh shit - are you tight Road-pig," Tom moaned leaning
his torso over mine so that he could look directly
into my pained face.
His open vest brushed against my naked chest as I
stared at my face. He was lit up with the lust of
total domination as he pushed more of his massive
penis into me. I felt like a woman with my legs spread
wide to accommodate his huge girth in my boy cunt. I
was continuously moaning and crying at the pain of his
relentless meat cock in my tight asshole. Small
screams were coming from my mouth as he continued,
getting his dick almost halfway in my hole. I felt
like I was being split in half.
"EEaahnnoooooooo, pleease," I cried out again as his
huge tool continued to slide into my fuck hole.
Then someone grabbed my head from behind and pulled my
face back so that I was stretched over backwards.
Another fat cock probed my lips and suddenly shoved
its way home.
"Ggghhhhhhhhhhh" I choked as the man rammed his thick
penis all the way into the back of my throat. I was
helplessly impaled from both ends again and I
convulsed and shook as massive amounts of cocks were
slammed into my holes.
"MMmnnnnngggghhh" I choked as Tom pushed the last
inches of his incredible cock into my quivering body.
"MMNNNNNGHGHHHHGHGHGHG!" My whole body convulsed as
his mammoth cock ripped my guts out at the same time
his prick smashed this incredible pleasure center deep
inside my guts. I could feel his pubic hair rub
against my naked balls, still bound in their sheath,
his weight crushing them.. The man in my mouth began
fucking my face in earnest, masking my muffled screams
as he grabbed my clamped nipples.
It felt like they were both fucking my piss filled
stomach. The pain was incredible. I felt like throwing
up. And, the pleasure was incredible. The inside of my
rectum felt like it was orgasming being stimulated by
Tom's massive spear.
"All right, Road-pig," shouted Tom as he shoved his
hips against my backside. "I knew you could take it."
Then, as I writhed and convulsed in pain and ecstasy,
he slowly started to pull back, withdrawing his cock.
The guy fucking my throat just kept on moving faster
and faster.
I was all fire as Tom's cock head withdrew to the
inside of my anus. He then slowly pushed it back in
again, filling my entire guts with his thick tool. I
was crying inside with pleasure as Tom's massive cock
fucked over some magical g-spot deep inside my ass...
It still hurt, but I was beyond pain as my face fucker
lodged in my throat and I could only whimper as Tom
slid the whole length of his prick back into my
stretched rectum. He kissed the guy fucking my mouth
as he began to fuck his huge rape tool cock in and out
of my ass.
My mind receded into fuck whore pain and carnal whore
pleasure as they split me in half again and again with
every stroke of their cocks. Each time Tom's cockhead
rippled through my ass, it felt like a massive orgasm
coming from my guts. I was a pleasure pain slut boy to
be ripped apart by hard meat; to be used to pleasure
the masters...
They were lust crazed rapists who gave no thought to
me beyond the tightness of my asshole and mouth... and
my pain. I was providing them total pleasure; being
ridden like a slave bronco; Tom's huge balls smacking
against my ass; my own bound balls being painfully
crushed as he crushed his groin into mine; his giant
meet slamming into my inner pleasure spot... Again and
again and again they drove their stiff rods into me;
down my throat; between the soft, yielding half globes
of my young ass.
I was lapsing into hallucinogenic unconscious fucked
pleasure/pain when the guy in my throat started
shooting his fiery wad of cum into me. I felt a
sucking sound as he pulled out, depositing his sperm
in my mouth to overflowing; jerking off onto my face;
hot splatters falling on my lips and eyes. I swallowed
and coughed and felt the white jizm again fill my
nose. All the while Tom's giant pole continued to plow
into me.
I was still gasping and gagging as the man who had
been in my mouth walked away. My face was drenched in
his cum. Sweat was pouring off of my captive nude
body.
Tom slowed his fucking and drew his long thick cock
all the way out of my burning ass, before pushing it
back in, again accompanied by my gurgling pain.
He did this slower and slower until he finally pushed
his battering ram in as deep as he could into my
stretched out rectum and held it there as I convulsed
and tried to fuck his cock against the incredible
inner sensations of my rectum - and then very slowly
withdrew it from my ass - letting his bulbous head
lodge in my anal ring one last time as I moaned in
insensate pain until he finally popped it out.
I lay there, trembling and moaning in the hammock
swing as he untied me, his massive cock still hard,
brushing across my cum slicked face at one point. He
let my arms and legs drop, cum dripping off my face,
from my mouth and nose, my gaping asshole facing the
crowd.
My body continued to try and fuck the sensations left
over from Tom's giant weapon fucking me but, I don't
remember doing anything for a while. I think some more
people were on stage fucking or getting whipped, but
it was all a blur to me as I lay there; quivering;
moaning; semi-comatose.
After some time, Tom re-attached the leash and he gave
it a tug, pulling me upright.
"Time to get dressed Road-pig," said Tom, smiling as
usual. "We still have places to go and people to see."
I looked at him bleary eyed as I stumbled to my feet,
while he pulled on the collar with my leash. He was
fully clothed, with his formidable cock hidden away
again. I was still naked and he had taken off my
nipple clamps and the ball stretcher. Everything felt
sore and abused. I couldn't remember if Tom had cum in
my ass or not - it felt like a tunnel of molten melted
flesh, still pulsing with heat. I was feeling sick and
I had to pee again. As Tom led me offstage, I could
see the whip marks on my body... I was fucked up and
scared. I was totally helpless. And, I wanted his cock
in my ass... What had I got myself into?
"Hey, that was great," some man shouted to Tom as we
walked by his table. "You guys could take that on the
road, you know..."
Tom looked at him and laughed. Then he pushed me down
to my knees again onto the sticky floor, while he
pulled up a chair and sat next to the guy. I couldn't
hear what they were discussing anymore, but while the
guy was talking to Tom, he undid his pants, shoved
down his underwear and exposed his hard 7 inch cock to
my face. He casually pulled my face down to his cock,
still discussing things with Tom.
I didn't want to suck someone off right then. I would
have liked him to fuck me. But, I knew I had no
choice. I took him into my mouth and began sucking
him.
I was exhausted and I had to pee badly, but Tom and
the man I was sucking talked for five or ten minutes
until, almost nonchalantly, I felt him tense and spurt
his wet juices into my mouth. I swallowed his cum and
continued gently sucking his softening penis until Tom
simply pulled me up by my leash again and we walked
away.
"Uhh, Please, uhh, I have to pee," I said to Tom
uncertainly.
I fully expected him to have me piss on someone or
something, but he just led me to a bathroom and let me
go pee. Even though I now felt disgusted by walking on
the filthy bathroom floor in my bare feet, I was again
submissively grateful to Tom that he wasn't making me
perform some sort of pornographic act by simply
pissing. Nonetheless, my pee burned as it came out of
my prick, worrying me that I had damaged something...
But then again, my whole body burned, including my
incredibly loose, burning asshole. I couldn't believe
it when my soft dick got a little harder after I peed.
I had to tell Tom I needed a break, but I didn't know
how.
Tom led me to another room that had lockers and
benches in it. He took all of the bondage stuff that I
had been wearing from a locker and put it out for me
to get dressed again. My head was swimming and my
mouth tasted like cum. I could smell the sex on my
face and I felt even more disgusting. I couldn't do
this anymore.
"Tom," I said tentatively, "I don't know if I can do
this anymore..."
Tom yanked me upright, close to his face, by my leash,
choking me slightly. Then he grabbed my naked balls
and squeezed hard. I opened my mouth in pain, groaning
at this sudden attack.
"You are going to put on your lovely slave outfit and
we are going out again. Okay, Road-pig?" Tom spoke in
low menacing tones into my face, all the while taking
my breath away by crushing my ball sack...
"Uhhhhhhhh..." I moaned, nodding my head, feeling
hopelessly trapped.
"Ohhhhfuckk," I groaned again as Tom let go and pushed
me down onto a bench.
He took off the metal cuffs on my wrists.
"Get dressed. Put everything on. If you're lucky,
you'll get to take it off again." he commanded and
walked out of the locker room.
Shit, shit, shit, I thought. I'm fucked. I can't
fucking do this.
I was exhausted; I felt dirty; I felt woozy and sick.
I felt like a hopeless slave fuck, but I didn't know
what else to do. My fucking dick was still hard and I
wanted someone to fuck my ass again...
Reluctantly, I started putting on my slave outfit.
Everything was there. After putting on the boots,
still naked, I spent some time attaching the sheath
around my balls myself. It wasn't easy. A couple of
guys walked in, glancing at me, but paying no more
attention than if I was in a regular locker room. They
started changing as I struggled into the stupid
zippered shorts, making sure to get my balls hanging
out the bottom. It took me awhile to crisscross the
straps and attach them to my slave collar and each
other.
I was finally left with the nipple clamps and the butt
plug tail. I did not want to fucking do this. I
thought about making a break for it, but I didn't know
how to get to Greg's place to get my stuff and I
couldn't see going on the road again hitchhiking
dressed like this.
The guys had finished changing from ordinary street
clothes to their S&M attire. They looked to be in
their thirties. One guy had put on an outfit similar
to Tom's, but with a lot more chains and straps and he
had on a black leather hat. The other guy was dressed
only in a black leather jock strap, black slippers and
a black studded collar. They saw me holding my ass
plug, trying to figure out how I was going to get it
in me.
"You need some help with that?" asked the black cap
guy nicely.
I sighed and nodded my head. Fuck.
"Okay, bend over," he said and he took the ass plug
from my hand and handed it to his almost naked
partner.
I bent over, putting my hands on the floor, spreading
my legs to open up the crack in my leather shorts.
"Damn," said the guy in the cap appreciatively.
"Nice asshole. Looks like it's had a man sized prick
in there already."
This worried me all over again, but they spread my ass
cheeks and the plug went in easily, sliding over its
ribbed stem to its base.
"Oooohhhhh," I moaned in pleasure at having my asshole
filled again.
"This go in there too?" asked one of the guys, picking
up the tail.
"Yeah," I sighed, wondering what the fuck I was doing.
They screwed in the tail and closed off my leather
shorts.
"That looks fucking great," said the cap man. "You
want one of these honey?" he said to his partner.
"UHHhhhhh," I cried out, pushing myself up off the
floor and batting his hand away from yanking on my
tail.
"AHHHHHhhhhfuckk," I yelped again as the tail, pointed
down now, hit the bench and rammed the butt plug into
my ass.
I staggered away and stood there, my legs splayed
open, panting as I watched the tail bob out between my
legs. Fuckingunbelievable. The two men were laughing
at me when Tom walked back in.
"Not bad Road-pig," Tom chuckled as he saw me there,
tail between my legs.
"Is this young meat yours Tommy? I should have known
by the size of his asshole." said the guy in the cap.
"What happened to Randi? You trade him in for a boy
twink?"
Tom grabbed the nipple clamps off of the bench and
yanked on one of my inflamed nipples, tightly clamping
it.
"AAHHHHhhhnnoo," I jerked and moaned at the pain.
"Nothing happened to Randi," said Tom between gritted
teeth as he savagely attached the other nipple clamp.
"It's playtime."
"Uhhhhhhh," I moaned again at the pain, my legs
buckling as everything started hurting all over again
-my asshole; my tortured nipples; the hot whip marks
on my ass and thighs...
"AHhhhh, Uh, Uh,AHh, ahh," I panted as Tom steadied me
by grabbing the nipple chain and holding it up.
"This is Road-pig." Tom said, displaying me to the
pair of guys. "He wanted to play, so we're playing.
Maybe I'll catch up with Randi later and we'll play
too..."
The guy in the leather cap laughed in an odd sort of
way. The guy in the jockstrap looked down at the
floor.
"All right Tom... Nice boy." said leather cap, "Have
fun. We'll catch you later."
They walked out and Tom grabbed my collar leash.
"Okay piggyboy," said Tom, leading me out of the
locker room. "You look a little tired, so let's rev
you back up again."
He led me through the bar, down another hallway and
knocked on a locked door. Somebody opened it and we
walked in to another dimly lit room. One naked guy was
chained to a bed eating another naked guy's ass while
a third nude man sucked on his cock. There were
several other guys, mostly naked, or just dressed with
some straps or whatever standing around talking and
drinking. One of them casually flicked the ass of guy
sucking off the chained man with a flogger. Again, all
of them were a lot older than I was, anywhere from 25
to 45.
"Hey Tommy," said a couple of guys, eying me
appreciatively. "Nice boy."
"Yeah, Road-pig is a honey," said Tom, leading me over
to the men, "But he needs a pick me up."
"All right!" said one of them. "Help yourself."
He indicated a glass table top.
Damn, I thought, as Tom grabbed a spoonful of what had
to be coke from a bowl. He expertly grabbed a razor
blade and laid out several lines. Then he handed me a
straw.
"Snort up," he said.
I was still exhausted and still fucking scared but...
Fuck it. I wasn't about to pass up this opportunity. I
snorted several lines of coke, at first feeling my
nose go numb, and then licking up any leftover powder
with my finger and rubbing around on my gums. Damn.
"Here," said Tom, handing me a couple of black pills,
"Drink these down too."
A tiny corner of my brain was worried, but what the
fuck again, the coke was already reviving me and I was
starting to get high again. I washed down the pills
with a glass of beer.
The naked men were still writhing on the bed as we
left.
I gritted my teeth and let the unbelievable sensations
wash through my body as we left the club. My dick was
trying to get hard in the leather shorts, but it
couldn't. I squirmed as we walked down the stairs, my
tail fucking me again, the nipple clamps sending waves
of pain down my chest.
We walked out of the alley and Tom hailed another cab.
I was in a complete haze as we got into the back seat.
This time I groaned in pleasure as I sat on the dildo,
driving it deeper into my ass. I started unzipping my
shorts when Tom grabbed my hand.
"My cock," I whispered, ashamed, "it's twisted.
Please..."
"Yeah, well..." said Tom as he carefully flicked one
of my clamped nipples.
I yelped and jerked forward at the pain as he
continued, "What gives you the fucking idea that you
can touch yourself pig-boy?"
He seemed genuinely angry and I put my hands at my
sides as I groaned softly, my tail fucking me once
more; my dick getting painfully hard, twisted in the
leather shorts.
"Fucking pig," muttered Tom. He grabbed my jaw, opened
it and popped the ball gag in. Then he fastened it
tightly around my head.
We got out on a dark street in front of a bar and
walked inside.
There was a large bar in the middle of the room with
stools and booths all the way around. It was obviously
a gay bar - all of the patrons were men, and there was
a couple of naked guys gyrating on the bar. I think
they were professional dancers.
Tom squeezed us up to the bar and got himself a drink.
I stood next to him at the bar as he talked one of the
bartenders. I was stoned wasted by now and I vacantly
stared at the dancers and looked around the room. I
got a lot of looks back from the guys around the bar
as I was definitely the only guy there with a gag in
his mouth and dressed as provocatively as I was to
boot. They all seemed to be leering at me, wanting to
rip my clothes off and fuck me on the floor.
I could see that some guys in the booths were
obviously engaging in sex and I watched, my cock still
twisted. It felt painfully hot and I surreptitiously
unzipped my shorts and straightened myself out while
Tom was talking. The guys staring at me watched
hungrily. I managed to get my stiff member into its
leather bulge and zip back up without Tom noticing. It
felt so fucking good. Everything felt so fucking
good... I wanted to fuck again. The only other men in
the bar who were wearing anything like the exotic
costume I had on were the waiters.
They were naked... At least that's what they looked
like in my drug altered consciousness. As I imagined
the men all converging on me, fucking me over and
over, I stared at these naked waiters. They had multi-
colored hard cocks and prominent ball sacks bulging
between their legs. I finally realized that they were
wearing some sort of elaborate G-string and that their
penises and testicles were entirely bound and
prominently outlined by whatever it was they were
wearing. I stared in a fascinated stupor.
After Tom finished talking to the bartender, he walked
around the room, leading me by my leash, occasionally
greeting someone. I could see guys casually getting
sucked as we walked past the booths. The whole bar was
a cacophony of sounds and sights. I was tripping out,
wide eyed; staring at everyone. Finally, Tom stopped
by another booth and started talking to one of the
guys there. I just stood by passively, not knowing
what to do, my hips swaying and fucking the air, my
tail fucking my ass, in time with the music, my mouth
gagged. The men at the booth laughed at my mindless
eroticism as they talked with Tom.
Then, we left. He led me out onto the street and we
walked a couple of blocks, past gay lovers dressed in
all different ways. We went into another bar.
Again the place was dark and loud, but this place was
packed to the gills with guys - in all different kinds
of clothes. A lot of them had leather outfits on, but
others were dressed casually. I saw a lot of bare
flesh. Tom led me through the crowd by my leash,
squeezing through the guys, greeting a couple, wending
his way to the bar. I was continually groaning as my
tail got caught or jerked into my asshole. Hands
caressed my flesh as we walked by.
Again, Tom ordered a drink and I was again assaulted
by sight and sound as I looked over the patrons. Tom
engaged in some kind of discussion with a guy standing
next to him.
Most of the guys who were dressed ordinarily were
older, some of them looked like they were in their
fifties or sixties. The guys dressed in leathers were
mostly older looking, although some could have been in
their twenties. All of the guys that I could see who
were dressed like me, or wearing even less, were all
under thirty, I think a few were younger than I was.
There was a lot of talking and drinking and smoking
and dancing going on, but nobody seemed to be overtly
fucking or sucking. I was again mesmerized by the
whole thing, again lost in a drug induced delirium...
Tom got up and led me through the crowd into the large
bathroom where a group of guys were standing around
another guy kneeling naked on the floor pissing on
him. One guy was holding the back of his neck, forcing
his mouth open, so it could be flooded with piss. The
guy holding the piss toy didn't seem to mind getting
peed on himself. I could smell the hot urine and I
could see myself kneeling there drinking, soaking...
My cock ached... We walked through the bathroom, its
tiled floor soaked with piss, into another room - or
series of rooms.
This place was darker and consisted of a large room
with stalls or cubbies or open spaces all around the
perimeter. It had a couple of old stuffed chairs,
couches and different size tables scattered around.
There were a lot of men - in darkened corners; out in
the middle where there was light; behind booth doors;
mostly naked, mostly fucking and sucking. Groans and
grunts filled the room. I could hear the smack and the
yelps of a couple of asses getting whipped. It was a
scene from a pornographic movie.
Tom let me caress him as we walked slowly around the
room. I was trembling with excitement, thinking about
Tom fucking my helpless ass again, watching the
various raunchy scenes of sexual debauchery - an older
man, naked, getting fucked by a very fat, boyish
looking man; a well-muscled naked man leaning against
the wall, getting sucked by a fully clothed older guy;
a small group of men in a dark cubby, fucking someone
on a swing like the one at the club; fucking; sucking;
slave leathers; collars; leashes; a naked ass in a
dark corner getting whipped by a guy decked out in
leathers...
I wanted Tom to fuck me again... I was so fucking
wasted... This was a fucking wet dream come true...
Tom was holding my leash tightly near my neck, as he
led me around. We stopped as we came to a scene where
three men were involved.
There was a fat guy who looked to be in his early
thirties, dressed in the dominant leather clothes,
sitting in a chair. A really, really good looking
black boy was sitting on his lap. Totally naked,
except for a collar similar to mine. The fat guy's
cock was up his ass and he was squirming on it while
he was sucking off another guy who was fully clothed.
The black boy's hair was styled in long oily looking
ringlets. The rest of his hard black body was
hairless.
He looked about my age but really, really well
muscled. His huge, hard, wet cock was pulsing as the
fat man fucked his ass. His cock was at least 8 inches
long and fatter than mine. His black gleaming body was
fucking beautiful and he looked so hot. I wanted to
suck his cock...
The fat white guy was stroking black boy's naked body
as he sucked off the man standing in front of him...
"Hey Tom!" said the fat leather man, looking at us and
smiling in a perverse sort of way.
Black boy kept sucking the guy standing.
"Al." said Tom. "Gotta a new Road-pig here."
Tom pulled me over in front of Al.
"Really?" said Al, raising his hips and making the
black boy grunt as he kept on sucking. "Damn, Tom. How
old is this kid?"
He took his hand off of the black boy and grabbed my
nipple chains, pulling me down towards him.
"MnnHHhhhh!!" I cried out, wincing in pain, but
totally turned on, high on drugs, everything sharp and
edgy.
"Yeah. Really." Tom said decisively, looking at the
naked blond boy, still sucking off the other guy.
"He's old enough to fuck..."
"Let's see what he's got," said Al, letting go of my
nipples and going back to stroking the black boy..
"Take off your clothes Road-pig," said Tom.
"Everything."
I scrambled to obey. My cock was throbbing - Yes...
Fuck me! But it took me a couple of minutes to fully
strip - the tail kept getting in the way, and Tom used
his leather strap on each new body part that was
exposed, smacking me and saying, "Hurry up."
I was breathing heavily with lust by the time I was
naked.
All the while the black boy seemed to be ignoring us,
doing a maestro's job of sucking off the guy standing
in front of him, slowly rocking on the cock shoved up
his ass.
I winced and moaned again as I finally took off the
nipple clamps and placed them in Tom's hand. I stood
in front of Al, completely naked, except for the slave
collar and the gag, my hard cock throbbing violently,
my hips swaying with fuck power. Al looked at the whip
marks on my body appreciatively. I unbuckled the gag,
thinking about just dropping to my knees and seizing
the black kid's hard cock in my mouth. I opened my
mouth, working out the kinks, my tongue licking my
lips, staring at the kid's large cock, bouncing back
and forth. I wanted to suck him.
"Nice," said Al, caressing my smooth naked belly,
tracing the welts on my flesh, moving his hand down to
my shaved, stiff cock.
"UUhhgnnngg!" I cried as he forcefully grabbed my cock
and balls and pulled.
At the same time, Tom smacked me on the ass with his
strap, saying "and he loves a good whipping."
Al continued to squeeze my nuts and as I bent over in
pain, he turned his head and put his mouth to mine and
shoved his tongue in between my lips. His fat tongue
engulfed my mouth. He tasted of cigarettes and beer.
My cheek was pressed against the black boy's back as I
kissed him back passionately, reaching out my hands to
caress both Al and his black slave, my head exploding
in the sensual feel of bodies. My hand slid down the
boy's naked flesh to his cock...
SMACK!
Tom hit my ass hard with his strap and I jerked and
moaned. Al let go of my balls and pulled his mouth
from mine and I staggered backwards into Tom's arms.
He grabbed me, putting his hands around my naked chest
and pulling on my already sore nipples. I moaned at
the exquisite pain of his abuse and pressed my ass
against the hard bulge of his enormous cock.
The man being sucked started bucking his hips,
grabbing the black boy's head as he started spurting
his hot cum into his sucking mouth. The boy drank it
in, swallowing and licking up every drop of sperm with
expertise. When he was done, the man pulled his cock
from the kid's mouth and started walking away.
The boy shook his long black hair and leaned back
against Al, licking his fat sensuous lips and staring
directly at Tom and me like a satisfied cat. He had an
arrogant relaxed contempt to him as he took in my
naked body, my cock, the red whip marks on my body,
and Tom abusing my tits, making me moan, as he wiggled
his ass, stretching his naked form on Al's cock.
"Well," said Tom, making me wince in pain, my knees
buckling as he pinched my nipples harder.
"Pleeese, nooo," I protested, all of my sensation
focused in my tortured nipple flesh - but Tom did not
let up and my mouth dropped open in a muted scream of
pain...
"Well," repeated Al, reaching out and caressing my
smooth, boyish cock. "He's a little small... Damn,
he's a fucking boy... I don't think his ass could
handle a man...."
Tom let go of my nipples and said "Try it."
I staggered forwards now, panting, my nipples glowing
points of fire...
Al tongued the black boy's ear, his hand still on my
cock and whispered something. The boy stared directly
at Tom, putting his hands on his knees. Then he closed
his eyes and moaned in pleasure as he slowly rose off
of Al's hard manhood. He licked his lips and sighed as
Al's huge member popped out of his ass.
I only had a second to look down and see that Al's
towering penis looked as big as Tom's. He was fucking
huge! My eyes lit up like saucers as he gently pushed
the black kid aways and grabbed me and then turned me
around.
"Open your ass-cheeks, boy." he said, putting his hand
in the middle of my back and pushing me over.
I stared hungrily at the blond boy's hard cock as I
eagerly bent and did what he told me to do, putting my
hands on the globes of my ass and stretching them
apart. He drew me back between his legs and I felt the
huge tip of his hard cock position itself at my anus.
"UNNnhhhhhhhhhh," I groaned as he started pulling me
down onto his fat, wet meat.
I closed my eyes again, in fuck heaven, loving the
pain of being stretched again by Al's fucking massive
tool.
"AHHHHH!!" I screamed and gurgled as the full length
of his cock slid into my fucked asshole as he
continued pulling me all the way down to his lap,
slamming my naked buttocks on his thighs, his fat
stomach squeezing my ass, the lines of fire where I
had been whipped pulsing with pain.
My head exploded again at this new abuse. I felt like
a sodomized puppet. I was panting in a frenzy at
another huge cock stretching out my rectum, driving in
to me deeper than Tom's fuck pole had done. The room
spun and I began shaking and moaning...
I felt Al laugh and his mouth came to my ear, licking
it as he had done the black boy's. He said, "Shhhhhh,
shhhh, just relax little pig-boy," caressing my
trembling flesh.
I tried to relax, but his gargantuan fuck-prick felt
like it was compressing my lungs inside my body. There
was no escape. I moaned as I squirmed on his huge
cock, trying to make it fit comfortably.
I heard Al laughing again as he pushed me down harder
onto his massive member - "Good fit" he said to Tom,
as he caressed my young, smooth flesh, "All right. Go
ahead. You boys can kiss and make up."
I watched as Tom pulled the black boy's face to him
and drew his naked body close, kissing him deeply,
wrapping his arms around him in a bear hug. The naked
black boy started moaning and kissing Tom, caressing
his back, wrapping his legs around one of Tom's and
humping against him.
Al continued playing with my red marked, abused body
as Tom pulled the boy off of him and said, "Randi, you
cunt, I'm gonna whip your fucking ass."
Randi smiled and said, "Bitch. It was your fault."
Al stroked me as I watched this truly weird scene in a
very drugged out haze. Their voices kept on fading in
and out, but my body was alive with erotic sensations
as I felt Al's huge meat pulse inside of me.
Tom yanked on Randi's long black hair, causing him to
yelp with pain, drawing him off of their kiss. "Suck
pig-boy's cock," said Tom, turning Randi around and
pushing his naked body down to my throbbing penis.
Randi grabbed my hard on and sucked it in between his
cheeks.
SMACK!
Randi jerked and yelped around my cock, sucking it
even harder as Tom started whipping his exposed ass
with his leather strap.
I was shaking and tripping out at this outrageous
debauchery as Al alternatively pinched my already
abused nipples and grabbed Randi's bobbing head to
drive my cock deeper into his throat while Tom spanked
his ass red with his strap.
I was screaming and moaning in uncontrolled, drugged
out, passion as this scene went on and on until I saw
Tom's huge cock position itself at Randi's ass. He
slammed the entire thing into Randi's asshole with one
long thrust. I felt Randi scream and he opened his
mouth wide around my cock and it plunged into his
throat.
"AAHHHHHHHHH, auuhhh, ooooOOO,AAahhhh!!" I screamed
passionately as my hot flesh burned and vaporized, my
entire body orgasming, writhing on Al's giant penis,
cumming, shooting my fiery load down Randi's fuck stud
throat.
My prick hurt as it spewed forth is fluids. Tom
slammed in and out of Randi's asshole, lifting his
body up with the force his fucking. My cock continued
to burn and pump out its load onto Randi's flesh as he
ripped his mouth off of it and pressed his head
against my stomach, his hands digging into my thighs
as Tom fucked him over and over, harder and harder,
Randi's naked flesh slamming into mine, trapped by
Al's giant cock in my ass.
Randi's screams of pain lust mingled with my
passionate cries as I heard Al laughing fuck
obscenities in my ear and I watched Tom's face light
up with an ecstatic carnal love. His face turned up
and his body shook as he finally pumped his fuck
juices into Randi's ass. Everyone was shaking and
moaning and I could feel the pulse of Tom's cum in
Randi's sweat drenched body, his face pressed hard
against my groin as his mindless cries of passion
burbled into my flesh...
I lay limply against Al's fat stomach as Tom, his
massive cock still embedded in Randi's ass, drew the
naked black boy off of my lap and up to him. I could
see Randi's thick meat was still pulsing with passion.
Tom put a finger into Randi's sperm filled mouth and
said, "I've got some new clothes for you."
He pulled Randi's face around and started kissing him,
drawing out my sperm with his tongue.
"Let's get dressed," he said, pulling his massive
softening cock out of Randi's asshole.
As Randi turned around, I could see his perfect naked
body glistening with perspiration. Tom pointed to my
clothes on the floor and as Randi bent over, he
presented his asshole to my eyes. It was stretched
open, thick with cum, and as beautiful as the rest of
his body. I still felt like I was hallucinating as I
heard Al say, "Don't you think Road-pig needs to clean
up your boy?"
Tom pushed Randi back towards us and I bent my head
down to lick his asshole. Even though cock was burning
from having cum again, I started moaning in passion,
my sore dick stiffening, my inflamed asshole squeezing
Al's behemoth cock as I sucked Tom's spunk out of this
perfect asshole. I licked and sucked with fervor,
drinking Tom's cum, holding onto Randi's ass,
stretching around him to fondle his still throbbing
erection. Al's hard meat stretched my own asshole in
sparkles of pain as I bent over farther to probe
deeply into Randi's anal canal, thrusting my wanton
tongue as far as I could...
Again, I was disappointed as Tom pulled Randi up
again, dislodging my tongue and handed him my clothes.
I laid back against Al, moaning, rubbing my hands on
my face, savoring the taste of Tom's sperm and the
black boy's asshole.
I watched in drugged out bemusement as Tom dressed
Randi in my clothes, shoving the same butt plug that
had been in my asshole into Randi's ass, wrapping the
white leather sheath around his balls, attaching the
tail and putting on the nipple clamps. All the while
Al's cock was still in my ass and Tom's cum was still
on my lips. I loved the way Randi looked. He was so
fucking hot - the white leather shone on his dark
black skin. He looked like a fucking porn star slave
in my costume. He was beautiful.
Al continued caressing my nude body, pinching my tits,
squeezing my nuts as I moaned with erotic pain, his
huge cock still distending my bowels, as Tom put the
ball gag into Randi's mouth. Then, he reached over to
me and fingered my slave collar.
"I guess you'd better keep this for now, Road-pig," he
said, suddenly making me gasp with pain again as he
savagely pinched a nipple.
"Have fun boys." said Al, as Tom led Randi away,
preening with sensual pride, dressed in my white slave
leathers.
My whole world was a crazed quilt of Fuck. I was all
cock and asshole and nipples and balls and everything
else faded away as Al continued to play with my
feverish body.
"Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh," I panted, reaching
down with both my hands and grabbing my pulsating
cock.
I wanted to cum again even though my cock hurt and I
started jerking it roughly, wondering how to cum, when
Al grabbed both my arms and pulled me off myself.
"You are new at this, aren't you little pig? You don't
get to cum again until I want you to now... You really
are just a kid... First you perform..."
"Yo," he shouted out to some older guy slinking around
the room, looking at the lewd fucking going on. "You
need some of this?"
He put his fingers at the corners of my mouth and
pulled it open.
The guy froze, but he stared at us and started
tentatively walking towards us.
"Go ahead, put it in," said Al, still holding open my
mouth, his gigantic cock still churning my guts.
The man was probably about 50 years old and he
unzipped his pants and took out a soft, thick cock. Al
let go of my mouth as the man pushed his cock to my
lips. I sucked him inside, trying to suck the soft
meat to hardness as Al started fucking me a little bit
more, lifting my hips up slightly and letting me fall
down again, his behemoth rod jarring my insides. I was
moaning passionately again, reveling in getting fucked
by Al's monster rod, sucking and slobbering over the
cock in my mouth, caressing the man's hips, undoing
his pants further so that I could eat more of his
prick.
My own hard-on quivered and pulsed with erotic energy.
All of this must have had an effect on the man I was
fellating and his dick grew in my mouth. Al laughed
behind me as I sucked the man to hardness, massaging
his balls, feeling my drool wet his nut sack. We went
on this way for a while until I was at last rewarded
by the older man grasping my head and pumping his hot
seed into my mouth. I sucked and swallowed, feeling
totally perverse at the degraded acid taste of his
sperm. I was disgusting. He finally pushed my face off
of his spent cock.
"Good," said Al, "Do it again."
Al invited another fat black guy over to fuck my
mouth. His prick was as big as Randi's had been and he
was hard when he entered my oral fuck hole. He grabbed
my head as Al continued to fuck my ass, harder and
harder.
"Fuck that ass pussy of yours on my meat, boy." he
said in my ear as the black man fucked my face.
I put my hands on either side of my ass onto Al's
thighs and started bouncing up and down on his immense
hardness, trying to suck on the black prick with only
my lips and mouth.
"Mghgh, mghgm, mghgh, mhhghh, mmmgmhh, hghm," I panted
and moaned as the black man fucked his cock to my
throat and Al's massive bulk continued to plow my used
rectum.
I squeezed his shaft with my anus; I twisted and
turned; I fucked him faster and faster; sucking on the
black guy harder and harder, burbling with joy at the
overwhelming sensations, a fat cock in my mouth,
totally naked, on public display, getting reamed by a
hot huge horse cock. I was totally fucked up,
hallucinating colors and sounds, just one giant
burning fuckhole to be used and abused. I was dimly
aware that there was a small group of men now watching
this pornographic spectacle. But I continued to jiggle
and bounce on and on, sweating buckets of hot liquid,
spinning, on fire, moaning, sucking and fucking and
sucking and fucking and sucking and fucking....
Hot sperm shot into my mouth and I drank and swallowed
as the black man came and pulsed his white fuck juice
into my guts. I reached up and grabbed his fountaining
cock, sucking his hot juices, moaning, loving the
salty fuck taste of his cum. I continued to shudder on
Al's elephant cock as he fucked me hard on his lap
while I tried to suck every last drop of sperm from my
black abuser.
The black man yanked his spent cock from my mouth and
I immediately put my hands back on Al's thighs,
fucking his cock into my ass with a new frenzy of
lust.
Al grabbed my chest nipples, pinching them hard and
slamming my naked body back into his.
"AAAAhHHHHHHH," I screamed out in pain, cum spraying
from my lips, as I heard him moan in my ear as his
cock erupted in my ass.
"AYHYGHGHHHHhhh" I screamed again as he slammed one
hand into my tender balls and exploded my head into a
world of brilliant sensual pain.
His molten cum shot into me, overflowing my used anal
canal, pumping into my intestines, filling me up with
his spunk... I convulsed and shook like a rag doll,
overcome by his orgasm, feeling like my whole body was
orgasming, as his hot, hot sperm poured into me...
Again and again I slammed back into him, convulsing
and screaming with pleasure over and over again... My
throat was clogged with sperm... I felt hot gobs of
cum splatter on my naked body as men jerked off all
over me to the show that we were putting on.
Finally, Al held me, stopping my spasmodic jerking
until I lay there limply, his gigantic cock still up
my ass, his huge cum dripping onto his balls and the
chair. We both relaxed and I felt him soften inside of
my anal canal, his massive hardness slowly dwindling.
"All right piggy, you are definitely one hot little
boy..." sighed Al. "Let's take a break."
He pulled me off of his dick. I heard a sucking pop as
it came out of my well used asshole. I could barely
stand upright. The room was spinning and the men
looking at us seemed like demented sexual cartoons. Al
got up and led me across the room, my bare feet
sliding on the sex sludge that coated the floor, over
to a darkened cubby that had a low slung hammock in
it. It was about 20 inches off the floor.
"Sit down piggy boy," said Al.
I gratefully fell into the hammock swing, lying on my
back. I was still tripping out.
I looked up at Al's massive drooping penis, glistening
with my ass and felt another wave of fuck lust sweep
through me. I moaned as someone stretched my hands
over my head and tied them off. Then someone else, or
more than one person, stretched my legs over my head
and tied them and my arms together, so that I was
totally inverted, my hard, throbbing cock pointing at
my face, my asshole pointing almost straight up. Most
of my weight was on my shoulders, but the swing
cushioned them.
I stared curiously at my throbbing meat, fascinated
with its hardness as I felt my freshly fucked guts try
to adjust to this new position. I wasn't particularly
comfortable, but I was much too fucked up to notice. I
savored the fuck juices still in my mouth.
The sights and sounds and smells of the fuck room were
still echoing and mutating. I was helplessly
positioned and I just lay there, a mass of sensual
flesh, waiting for whatever came next.
Hands caressed my ass, fingering my open asshole... I
moaned as someone tried to shove all of their fingers
into my ass, twisting their hand. It felt like I was
being fucked by an elephant. After a while, they
stopped and I was alone again...
"AAAAAAAAA" I cried out as someone brought a paddle
down onto my asshole.
Mixed with the sounds of music and fuck noise and
voices, I heard men laughing and commenting and I
could see it was Al above me. The paddle came down
again.
"OOHHH, AHH, OOHh, aahhh!!" I cried as the paddle kept
on spanking my ass.
I was utterly defenseless and could only lie there and
scream as Al spanked my exposed ass and thighs to a
fiery redness.
I moaned in a thick soup of erotic heat. My dick was
painfully hard again, right in front of my face, I
tried to reach my tongue out to lick it. I wanted to
suck my cock, but I couldn't reach it. The spanking
stopped and I saw a hand upend a beer bottle.
"UHHhhhhhhhoohoooo," I moaned in ecstasy as ice cold
beer was poured on my ass, splashing all over me,
spilling into my asshole, sliding down over my cock
and balls, dripping onto my chest and into my open
mouth.
I bounced up and down, fucking the empty air with
sensual pleasure as I was soaked with beer. Through my
sex fueled haze, I watched a hand start pouring
another beer into my open asshole.
"UNNHHHHHHH," I groaned as the bottle was shoved into
my ass, easily sliding past its neck to the main body
which was shoved into my beer filled asshole. It was
very cold and I was very hot. I squeezed my anal ring
around the fat bottle. It was shoved in farther and
farther, spreading my asshole deliciously, opening my
rectal sphincter and draining beer into my intestines.
I could feel it in my guts as someone pushed the
bottle all the way into my asshole, my anal ring
gripping the base of the bottle as it was pushed in.
It was the most incredible sensation... I could still
feel the coldness of the beer and it felt like an
enema, draining into my intestines. The head of the
bottle was well into my guts. It also felt like I was
getting drunker by the second. But, most of all the
pain / pleasure pressure of having a whole bottle
shoved into me was unbelievable... I watched in dazed
wonder, flexing my sphincter muscles... There was a
bottle of beer shoved entirely into my ass... I was so
fucking perverted.
I groaned again, my ass on fire from the spanking, my
body soaked with beer and cum and sweat. My long red
hair was wet and matted underneath me. I bounced up
and down in the swing, squeezing the bottle with my
bowels as it popped out of my anus, fucking myself,
trying to suck it back into me; lost in the dreamy
unreality of a perverted fuck-sex slave.
After a while somebody pulled the bottle from my
asshole and a man's face was pushed down to my gaping
hole and he started lapping at the liquids accumulated
there. He drank the mixture of beer and cum, sucking
my anus, fucking his lips and tongue deeply into my
stretched out opening as I had done with Randi until I
was shaking and moaning again with pleasure. Stars
exploded in my head and I tried to raise my ass, to
shove it into his mouth... in another endless ecstasy
of sensual pleasure.
After that, Al untied me.
My arms and legs felt paralyzed as they were released
and I couldn't move. The liquids dripped from my ass.
The fuck room was still echoing and spinning as Al and
another guy lifted me up and moved me over a couple of
feet. There was another swing hammock there, but this
one looked like leather and it was higher up off the
floor. I saw men around me, stroking their cocks,
laughing, playing with each other, naked and dressed,
sucking and fucking as I was laid down again onto the
leather sling.
Al manipulated my body so that my ass was over an
empty space at the edge of the sling. It formed a vee
with leg rests that climbed into the air attached to
the sling ropes. I was still totally fucked up. My
insides felt wet and liquids still trickled from my
ass. My cock still hurt with hard fire.
Al raised and spread my legs again onto the leather
supports. He strapped some buckles over my calves and
thighs. But I could see everything and my hands were
free. I reached over my head to grasp the sling ropes.
My asshole was wide open again.
I watched Al with the paddle in his hand again.
He looked like another hallucination to me. His
massive prick was still sticking out, hard.
SLAP!
"AHHHHHH!" I cried out in pain, my burning ass
exploding as Al brought the paddle down onto my
exposed ass-cheek again.
He laughed and caressed my red ass. I moaned, gripping
the ropes tightly, feeling the cool touch of his hand.
SMACK!
I screamed as he brought the paddle down on my other
ass-cheek. Again I moaned with pleasure as he caressed
my redness.
SMACK!
I watched Al spanking my ass with a paddle as I jerked
and cried out again in pain and lust. My ass was on
fire and Al was stoking the blaze, driving me to new
limits of pain.
It hurt, but through my haze, I could see that I was
the center of attention again. I was a young looking
hairless boy being paddled, surrounded by horny men
with their cocks out. I was still hard as a rock.
I grunted with pain again at each stroke until Al
finally stopped and caressed my flaming hot ass, his
hands moving up to my cock, caressing the smooth flesh
of my groin, grasping and kneading my testicles. Other
hands massaged my naked stomach, played with my
nipples; fingers were stuck into my mouth and I licked
and sucked them in mindless lust.
Al inserted his lubricated fingers into my gaping
asshole.
"UHHNNNNGHHHHH," I grunted in pain as he wiggled his
hand into my fuck hole.
I moaned in exotic pleasure as the the pressure
increased and my sphincter was stretched once more
beyond endurance.
"AAAHHHHHHH!" I cried out in painful glee as Al forced
his hand into my tormented ass.
"UUUUnnnnhhhhhhh" I groaned as Al shoved harder,
opening my anus beyond the fattest fuck tool with his
fist and I sucked his hand inside of me.
"Jesusmotherfucker!" I screamed as my ass closed
around his wrist with his fist inside of me.
My rectum was a wide open cavern inside, smooth and
slick with all of the fucking of the day. Al forced
his fist deeper and deeper, slipping round the bend of
my intestines as I cried out and whimpered at the
sensation of his huge fist working its way up my
bowels. I was one huge asshole with a gigantic cock
pushing ever deeper into me. With a lunge Al stretched
my sphincter beyond all reasonable limits and broke
through into the hot steamy depths of my intestines.
"AAARRRGGGHHHhhh!" I howled, as Al's hand deep inside
me started to fuck his arm all the way up to the base
of my stomach.
He fucked his arm into my hot hole as deep as he
could, down, inside, and around. It felt like my whole
body was tunneled open as he fucked me deep inside my
bowels. As he fist-fucked me, I felt the hot cum of
other men jerking off on me, excited by my helpless
bondage and abuse.
Al's fist fucked in and out my tortured ass, his arm
shoving in practically to the elbow as I shook and
screamed in the most unbelievable pleasure pain of my
life. Then, Al pulled his fist from the steaming
prison of my guts, stopping at my anus, letting his
hand stretch my asshole even more.
"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHH," I cried out as his whole fist
rotated in my stretched out asshole.
My back arched as I panted and sweated with insane
lust as other hands squeezed and yanked on my cock;
abused my body and Al plunged his arm back into my
ass.
"UH, UH, UH, UH, UH, UH," I panted, fucking my body
back at Al's overwhelming intrusion into my ass.
"UHH," I groaned as he finally pulled his fist through
my anus again.
Then, my sphincter barely recognized his fat cock head
as he, with a violent savage thrust, slammed his cock
mercilessly back into me and started fucking me again.
Again slamming his full torrid ram into me again and
again. In and out, keeping up a roaring pace that
overwhelmed my senses.
His hands reached over to my chest and began twisting
and pinching my nipples, holding onto my chest nubs
while he fucked my ass. Once more, everything turned
white and sparks went off in my head. His fat belly
was rubbing my cock and balls, and I suddenly felt
like I was cumming again. I reached down with one hand
and grabbed my dick under his flesh, to try and
squeeze my erupting penis, trying to stop my orgasm.
It hurt!
My asshole pulsed around Al's cock and he increased
his tempo, riding my asshole faster and faster, until
once more his hot cum started shooting into my ass. He
moaned and squeezed my nipples.
I blacked out again from the lust; from the pain; from
the utter degradation...
I felt Al again pull his softening cock from my ass.
He walked over to my face.
"Clean me gently, pig boy," he said, placing his fat
cock on my lips.
I put my hands to his leather covered ass and bent my
head backwards to lick off the mixture of cum, lube
and all of my other ass juices until he was clean.
"You are such a hot little piggy." said Al
affectionately.
Another cock slid easily into my well fucked asshole.
I moaned...
Al moved away and a cock probed at my lips. I opened
and let its hardness slide into my mouth. As I sucked,
I felt the other man plunge in and out of my ass.
"Slut... Road-pig... Fuck... Beautiful... Young...
Flesh... Hot... Ripped open..."
All this and more wafted out and in of my hearing as I
was fucked. I was a hot toy buzzing on overdrive sexed
fuck and I took everything I could...
I felt another man shoved his fist and arm into my
ass, fucking my guts as I squealed with pleasure. The
sensation was still unbelievable...
"UUUNN!" I cried out again as two guys spread my legs
even farther and I gripped the cords of the swing hard
as I watched them try to get both of their cocks in my
ass at once. They succeeded in stretching my already
abused asshole, each grabbing a my naked thigh,
forcing me apart, their naked hips stretching my legs
even further, forcing two dicks into me at the same
time. I watched, fascinated, licking the cum from my
lips as they both fucked me, two cocks deliciously
fucking my ass and I shuddered and moaned as they
came, adding their hot loads to the reservoir of sperm
in my ass. I was so fucking hot. I opened my mouth and
moaned in ecstasy as they left, sliding my hands down
my cum soaked body to my gaping asshole, my fingers
seeking to grasp the cum leaking out of me. I brought
my fingers back to my mouth to lick at the fuck juices
from my ass. I was abused, fucked, used, and covered
with cum and I loved it. I was continually moaning and
jerking and putting on an insanely erotic show the
entire time I was tied into the hammock.
Then, there were two men fucking my ass and mouth
again. I gurgled around the prick in my throat as I
felt a hot load of piss start splashing on my chest.
Guys started yelling at each other and the man fucking
my ass pulled out and then unstrapped my legs. The
other guy fucking my mouth had also pulled out and
they helped me get upright.
"C'mon," said the guy that had been in my ass, "We're
going to go party with my friends instead of these
anti-social fuckers."
I looked at the two men. They both had black leather
biker outfits on. They were both very drunk, but they
looked friendly as they helped me to my feet. There
were still people fucking and sucking, around me as I
let the bikers support me as we walked out of the fuck
room. They didn't seem to mind that I was dripping
with cum and piss and god knows what else and that I
was still totally naked.
"I gotta pee," I mumbled as we walked into the
bathroom, my bare feet wet on the urine soaked floor.
They laughed hysterically at this, but helped me face
a urinal. I looked in bewilderment at my still hard
cock. It was throbbing with a mixture of pain and
arousal, but I couldn't believe that it was hard. I
stood there trying to pee and empty my painfully full
bladder.
I stood there awhile, unable to pee through my hard on
until one of the guys said, "Here, maybe this will
help you."
He parted my ass-cheeks and slid his hard cock easily
into my asshole, pressing me into the urinal as he
started fucking me. His friend laughed as I said, "No,
I can't, please...."
He ignored me as he fucked me for a couple of minutes,
grunting and groaning, almost slamming me into the
urinal with his force.
"Hey, Frankie, c'mon, let the kid pee, for Christ's
sake. I wanna bring him back with us..." said the
other guy.
"Fuck. I like his pussy," said Frank shoving his cock
deep into my ass, almost lifting me off my feet.
He pulled out and I suddenly could pee. My flow
started as he said, "Fuck it, c'mon pussy boy, you can
pee when we get there."
He grabbed my arm and pulled me away from the urinal
and my piss shot out onto the already soaked floor. I
couldn't stop.
"Bastard," he said jumping away, watching me and
tucking his hard cock back into his pants.
His friend started laughing uproariously again. They
both watched me stand there, my hard cock shooting pee
up in the air and onto the floor. I could feel the hot
piss splashing on my bare feet and calves, but it was
pointless to even think about it. It even felt good. I
sighed with incredible satisfaction when I was finally
done. Immediately Frank grabbed my arm again and said,
"All right. C'mon pussy, let's go."
His friend grabbed the other arm and they led me
naked, with only my slave collar on, through the bar
area. A few men there looked at us with a mixture of
disgust and humorous lust, but most everybody else
simply ignored us. My cock was still hard and I must
have presented an interesting display - my flesh shiny
with fuck fluids; totally naked and shaved; my long
red hair all matted and skanky - between two bikers
who were drunk, but obviously going to fuck me.
We walked out the door into the dark night of the
city. I was still totally fucking naked, but I was
still totally fucked up and I could care less. These
two total strangers who were going to take me
somewhere and fuck the hell out me again. Fuck it,
that's what I was made for.
Frank reached into a compartment in the motorcycle and
grabbed a t-shirt. "Put this on pussy boy. We don't
want to get stopped."
They both laughed again at this as I pulled the t-
shirt over my wet body. Still totally naked from the
waist down, I got behind Frank, slipping on the
leather seat from all the cum in my ass and on my
thighs. This was totally unreal. I was riding naked
through a strange city on the back of a motorcycle...
I had to concentrate with all of my might to grasp the
biker's waist and keep my head into his back. I didn't
want to fall off. The air chilled my cum soaked body,
but I still didn't care that I was half naked, driving
on the city streets. I was that fucked up.
Time passed until we finally stopped at another
darkened street that looked like a warehouse district.
A garage door opened up and we drove inside to a big
fucking lighted warehouse room.
They parked their bikes next to a bunch of others and
we got off. There were bikers all over the room. Near
the bikes, on the concrete floor of the warehouse,
there was a naked short haired tattooed girl on her
knees. One man was pissing on her face and into her
open mouth; another stood behind her, pissing on her
hair and naked back. She looked like she was enjoying
herself.
We walked across a concrete floor to the back where
there were a bunch of bikers lazing around. Another
naked woman was being fucked on a couch, the two
oblivious to the other men and women in the room. Most
of the bikers were at the pool table where a plump,
naked woman sat with her legs spread open. There was
large, sloped tray in front of her that was attached
to an open chute that ran into her spread cunt. They
were shooting pool balls into her cunt and she
grunted, throwing her head back each time one hit her.
They looked at us walking up.
"Jesus Christ, Frank. What the fuck is that?" one of
the guys said, referring to me.
"It's a pussy boy," said Frank, still drunk.
"He followed us home and the little queer would fuck
your dog if you wanted him to; he'd even fuck Suzy
here," he said referring to the fat, naked broad on
the table.
Everyone laughed and Suzy said, "Fuck you," to Frank.
"Hey, he's a fuckin' cum dump." said Frank.
I just stood there, still dizzy with drugs and sex and
the motorcycle ride. I was still unconnected with
reality, but my hard cock still throbbing.
"Fuck." said the guy. "He's just a fucking kid."
The other biker said, "You should see this kid in
action Matt. Anything. And, I mean anything. He could
fuck a horse."
"Shit. Fuck. All right." A chorus of agreements,
obscenities and crude jokes came at us from the other
guys at the pool table, but Matt said, "Damn, he's
fucking skanky. Bring him over here."
I was dragged over to the pool table where my t-shirt
was taken off. I was lifted up onto the edge and again
pushed back, so that I was lying on the table.
"Lift up those legs, pussy boy," said Matt, "Let's see
what you've got."
I was exhausted, and even though the drugs were
beginning to wear off a little and a dim corner of my
brain was wondering where the fuck I was and what was
I doing naked on a pool table with a bunch of strange
men, I still lifted up my legs, exposing my truly well
used asshole.
"Damn," laughed Matt, "This boy has been fucked."
He flipped his pool cue around and pushed the fat end
into my open anal cavity. It slid in without
resistance. A feral grin spread across his face as he
shoved the cue deep into my ass!
"AAAAHHHNNOOMMooo," I screamed as the handle sunk deep
into me and I tried to jerk back onto the table.
But I couldn't put my feet down without driving the
cue farther into me.
"Pleasse, No,, please, I can't," I begged, as Matt
began fucking me with the invading pole, shoving it in
and out, jerking it around.
"Hey, hey," he laughed along with the rest of the
crowd around the table, ignoring my pleas and fucking
my unfortunate asshole, twisting the pool cue,
changing the angle and spreading my nether hole.
"Stop, pleasee, please, stop, ahhhhh, gdddd, nooo," I
moaned as I was fucked once more as the man plunged
the rod as deeply as it would go.
My cries dissolved into incoherent gurgles as my guts
were shifted and stirred again.
"Hey, don't kill the kid," said another guy. "Jesus.
C'mon."
He pulled the pool cue from my ass. I groaned with
relief.
"All right," he said, "Let's see if he'll fuck Suzy."
Everybody laughed again. "Yeah," a few voices agreed.
"Ya think?" said Matt. "Fuck, why not... Hey, Suzy Q,
give us our balls here."
I moaned again as I looked upside down at the woman on
the other end of the table.
She pulled the chute from her cunt and got up, walking
on the table. She straddled my naked body, walking
over to the edge where she put her hands on her thighs
and squatted, bending over. Her round asshole was also
wide open, spread before my eyes as wet, glistening
pool balls began to drop from her cunt.
"AHH," I cried out as one hit me in the nuts. I jerked
back up the table, as the balls continued to drop out
of her. I lost count, but it looked like eight or ten
balls slid out of her cunt.
Then, she sat back down on the table and laid back.
Amidst raucous comments, I was lifted up dumped on top
of the fat women, who guided my cock into her cunt.
"AAAAAAaahhhhfuckk!" I moaned as my still hard cock
slid painfully into her fat, wet pussy.
My dick was on fire and I was feeling nauseous, but I
automatically went into fuck mode, humping this large,
naked cunt on the pool table. Some of the bikers were
shouting encouragement at the spectacle of, what
looked to them like a young hairless kid fucking their
old woman bitch. I was a mindless fuck toy.
We continued fucking and putting on a show for a
while, Suzy wrapping her fat thighs around me and
grinding her hairy crotch against my smooth naked
groin.
"Fuck this shit," said one of the guys, let's see what
kind of cunt mouth the kid has.
They pulled me off of Suzy, forced me over and I was
pulled back on the table where my head flopped over
the edge. A fat, hard cock was thrust into my mouth.
My head again exploded into light as I choked on fat
cock.
"GGHHhghghhhh!" I gagged on the biker's huge dick.
Then, I reached for his ass cheeks and pulled him hard
into my face, once more tripping out at being the
whore at the center of attention. I sucked him hard,
grasping his ass, deep throating him until I had to
gasp for breath... I panted as someone else again
lifted up my legs and shoved a pool cue into my ass
again.
"Shit, this kid's ass is like a fucking tunnel,"
yelled the guy with the cue, "Fucking Suzie's got a
tighter fuck box than this cunt..."
The cock fucking my mouth was shoved in again and I
continued sucking him, like a mad whore, even as my
ass was being fucked, until I was again rewarded with
his hot sperm. I eagerly drank his cum until he pulled
out of my fuck mouth.
"Hey!" someone said, "How about pussy pool in the
kid's ass? Looks big enough!"
"Set up the pussy boy." said another guy.
The cue was pulled from my ass and they spread my legs
farther apart, bending my knees so that my feet were
flat on the table and holding my legs open so that my
asshole was again exposed. I was scared and sobering
up fast. They were going to kill me if they tried to
put ten pools balls up my ass. My erection wilted. I
was afraid they were going to really hurt me.
"Pleasee, don't do this." I tried to protest, no
longer as stoned as I had been.
The t-shirt was shoved into my mouth and tied around
my jaw. "Shut the fuck up, ya cunt," said the guy
tying the rag around my head.
"NOOO!" I protested through the gag as they pushed the
speculum attached to the chute into me, spreading my
already gaping asshole. As they forced it into my well
lubricated ass, the sides of speculum pivoted to
flatten along the chute, its tapered end opening,
spreading my asshole wide.
"HHHmnnn!" I tried to scream through the gag, unready
for this new abuse. They were tearing me apart.
Please, no. My hole was stretched wide open. I could
see what was happening. Fuck fluids ran from my opened
asshole down the tray.
I started breathing heavily again as I watched one of
the bikers set two pool balls on the table.
"This should work great," he said as he lined up two
balls with the cue sticks.
The two guys kept my knees apart as the biker lined up
the shot and smashed the cue ball into the other ball.
The cue ball stopped in its tracks as the other ball
shot down the table, up the ramp and smacked into the
inside of my thigh, ricocheting off, slamming into the
metal speculum and bouncing back down the table. I
moaned at the shock.
"Fuck it," said Matt, grabbing the pool cue. "We
should put you up there instead of pussy boy. You
shoot like a girl."
The men laughed as Matt lined up another shot,
whacking the ball and shooting straight down the
table.
"NNNNOOO!" I screamed through the gag at the sudden
pain as the ball smashed into me, entering my
stretched out hole and lodging in the hot flesh of my
rectum.
Everyone laughed again and they started making bets as
another guy took the cue. He put another ball down,
again lining it up, hitting it and powering it up the
table. It went right into my asshole, smacking the the
first ball, driving it farther inside me, but it
rebounded, rolling out of my ass back onto the table.
Waves of pain shot through my tortured ass as I felt
the first ball in my guts.
They started arguing over whether that counted as a
hit. Somebody else took up the cue. He shot a ball
down the table, up the ramp and it again shot into my
open asshole, hitting the ball inside, driving it in
even deeper. Now there were two pool balls in me. The
feeling inside my rectum was bizarre. The pain had
diminished and it felt like I had two separate super-
sized cocks in there.
I was getting turned on again. My anus was conforming
to its new stretching. My cock, which had softened,
started stirring. I was being fucked by pool balls and
the sensations created a new erotic craving in my
fucked ass canal. I started panting harder through my
gag.
"Fuck, look," someone said at my stiffening cock, "the
pussy bitch is enjoying himself."
The men started drunkenly chanting "Ass ball, pussy
ball, ass ball, pussy ball..."
Another man took up position and I watched as another
pool ball shot down the table, this time hitting right
above the side of my knee and careening into the
speculum and rolling down the other side.
"Pussy shot," the men yelled.
Another man tried, hitting the ball square into my
asshole again, smashing into the second one inside of
me, driving both balls deeper into me before
rebounding back onto the table.
"UNNHhhhhggnnhhh," I arched my back, getting fucked by
pool balls, my sore dick now totally soft.
Another ball smacked into the two in my ass, lodging
all the way in this time. My body jerked again as I
cried out.
The next ball hit the others, but stayed right at the
speculum, lodged in the opening of my asshole. The
next shoved that ball in and rebounded.
"What is that, four?" asked the biker leader.
The bikers roared their approval.
I was crying now at this insanity.
WHAM! The next ball rocketed up the chute, clunking
against the others driving them in deeper.
I shrieked through the gag as the fifth ball lodged in
my rectum. I was crying and shrieking continuously,
only raising my volume and pitch as each new ball
hurtled up the cues to smack into my ass.
"EEEEAAaahhhhhhh!!!!!" I screamed as a sixth ball
bounced off the speculum and slammed into my
testicles.
Everybody laughed hysterically at that. Still another
ball shot up the ramp, but this one smacked into my
thigh again.
"Fuckers" said Matt and he grabbed the cue again. "You
guys can't shoot worth shit."
Another ball smacked into the fifth ball in my ass,
but it still bounced off. My naked body was trembling
on the table and I could feel the pool balls deep in
my guts.
They tried a few more times to lodge another ball
inside of me, but I was full and the fifth ball was
lodged just in my asshole.
I was beyond pain. It was all for their pleasure an my
whole body was quivering. My thighs were bruised from
the pool shots and my nuts were aching and I had five
fucking pool ball in my ass. I was fucked like never
before.
They lost interest and pulled the clamped speculum
ramp out of my ass. One of the balls came with it,
letting me close my legs. My asshole closed around the
pool balls and my legs came down on the table,
trapping the balls in my ass. I lay there moaning
through the gag and rolling on the table, humping my
ass, feeling the pain of the balls fuck me in my
groin; in my stomach; in my asshole; everywhere.
Another fat cock was shoved into my mouth. He drove
his meat in and out, choking and gagging me
relentlessly. But I was too far gone to care. I just
gasped for air when I could and sucked his cock deep
into my throat when he thrust. I don't know if he came
or not, his cock was that deep into me. Then, his cock
was replaced by another. I sucked and grunted as a few
guys continued playing pool around my naked body.
I was poked and prodded with pool cues and hit with
pool balls, sometimes causing me to gag as they
skipped into my balls or cock. I was a just fuck whore
meant to be used for others amusement. Even though my
aching dick was limp, it still turned me on over and
over again... I sucked cock after cock, cum flowing
down my throat, down my face, covering me... I was
living in a different dimension where nothing existed
besides sex. Everything faded... Nothing but Road-pig
grunting fuck-sex...
Then...
I woke up...
The room was quiet. I moaned. My guts churned and I
felt sick. I turned my head and tried to open my eyes.
They were glued shut by cum. My whole face was crusty
with cum. I gagged on the fuck juices in my mouth as I
used my fingers to wipe open my eyes. My neck ached
and I could barely turn my head. My whole fucking body
ached. My stomach was churning and I felt sick.
"Ouuhhhhh, fuck!" I moaned as I tried to raise my
throbbing head.
I was still lying on the pool table, naked. I tried to
get up.
"AAhhshit!!" I cried out, feeling the fucking pool
balls in my guts. I lurched up in horror, rolling off
the table, feeling the balls move in my guts, hurting
my body as I fell onto the floor. I screamed out in
pain as I rolled to my knees onto the concrete floor.
I puked. Throwing up the contents of my stomach,
tasting digested piss and cum as the liquids heaved
out of me. My rectum convulsed and I shat out a ball,
feeling it clunk onto the floor.
"AAHhhh," I sobbed as I puked again.
It felt like a fucking bowling ball had ripped out my
ass. My asshole felt like it had been torn open as I
passed the ball. My guts were on fire. I groaned
loudly, putting my face down into my own piss vomit as
I shat out another ball. I pushed myself up off the
floor and heaved again while the other two balls shot
out of my ass with gut wrenching force. I collapsed in
my own puke...
I lay there sobbing, in painful agony, unable to think
or move, naked and alone until the stench of my vomit
aroused me and I crawled across the slime on the floor
over to the couch. I put my face into the filthy seat
cushions on the couch. Feeling totally wasted and
deathly ill, I crawled up onto the couch and passed
out again...
When I woke up again the place was still empty. I
could hear the normal sounds of the day outside. I lay
there on the couch in a total stupefied daze, not
knowing what the fuck to do... I laid there for a
while, glancing over at the pool balls on the floor
that had come out of my ass. My naked body was covered
with bruises and welts. My hair was stiff with dried
cum and piss. My mouth and nose were still filled with
the acrid taste of piss vomit. Unsteadily, I got to my
feet. I had to find a bathroom. As I looked around, I
saw that most of the motorcycles were gone, but that
several were still here. I found a bathroom.
It was as disgusting as the rest of the place. It
probably hadn't been cleaned in ten years, but it
didn't stink much worse than I felt and it had a
washbasin. I put my head down and turned on the water,
washing my face and hair and neck and whatever else I
could get to the basin. I drank water and soaked every
part of my body I could reach. My flesh felt bruised
and scarred, but I realized that it was mainly welts
from the whippings I had received.
I started crying when I tried to wash my asshole. It
felt hot and open. What the fuck had I done to myself
now?
I went to the toilet and vomited up all the water I
had just drunk.
I sat on the bathroom floor, naked and crying.
I took off the slave collar and threw it away. This
was bad fucking news.
I was in some biker hell, totally naked, abandoned by
Tom; all my fucking hitchhiking stuff was with Greg
and I didn't know where the fuck that was...
I cleaned myself again at the sink and I finally felt
fit enough to walk, although my asshole and guts felt
like, well, they felt like someone had shot a game of
pool up my ass. I hurt. I waddled slightly as I walked
around, opening doors and finding the biker boys still
sleeping in various rooms. I did not know what the
fuck to do. I was fucked. There were only four guys
asleep in the place, one to each room. There were no
chicks. One of their clocks said it was 11 AM in the
morning. I went back to the pool room and laid down on
the filthy couch, everything spinning again. I fell
asleep.
I woke up and lay there in a daze, unable to think
about fucked up I was and how I had just totally
fucked myself...
I heard one of the guys come out of his bedroom.
"Hello," I said weakly.
He looked into the pool room, saw me and laughed
groggily. "Shit, you still here?" he said as he walked
towards me.
He was totally naked and extremely hairy. I didn't
recognize him, but his cock was sticking out, hard and
thick.
"Okay, whatever," he yawned, grabbing my head, pulling
me towards his cock. "I gotta pee."
"No!" I said, struggling and turning my face away. "I
can't. Please."
He grabbed my head with both hands and said "Look, ya
little queer, I gotta pee and you're the fucking piss
boy. Or should I shove another cue up that ass cunt of
yours?
He was squeezing my head hard and I started crying
again as I took him into my mouth.
My tears dripped down my face as he stood there for a
moment, passively waiting, until I felt his hot urine
shoot into my mouth and directly down my throat,
forcing me to drink. I felt like vomiting again, but I
was afraid he would literally kill me if I did. His
piss overflowed my mouth and washed down my chin,
dripping onto my chest and cock. He stood there and
peed and peed and peed, forcing my stomach full of the
vile waste again. When he was done, he pushed my face
away with contempt and walked back to the bathroom.
When he was gone, I vomited the piss contents of my
stomach into the couch cushions... My whole stomach
and esophagus burned with vomit acids...
I had to fucking get out. Without thinking anymore,
while the naked guy was still in the bathroom, I got
up off the couch and walked quickly into the first
room I came to. The guy was still sleeping. I simply
grabbed a pair of pants and a shirt that were lying
there and ran out, back into the pool room and through
the door outside. It was full daylight outside and
there were trucks and people loading and unloading
stuff in the street and onto docks.
A few of them saw that I was stark naked. But, as I
struggled to put on the clothes I had grabbed, no one
came over to me or said anything other than pointing
me out to their buddies. I quickly dressed and walked
down the street wearing nothing besides the pants and
shirt. There was nothing in the pockets...
I walked in my bare feet for a while until I came to a
park where I could sit down and think. Everything
ached, from the tip of my head to my toes. I could
feel fluids drip from my asshole, wetting the back of
my pants. I was totally fucked...
I finally came up with the bright idea of finding a
homeless "soup kitchen" place where I could at least
find out where the fuck I was and get my bearings. I
did; ate some food; got some free shoes; and found out
where the gay bars were...
It took me all day to walk there, feeling totally
wretched; my asshole continually leaking; the welts on
my body still painfully hot. I was afraid that I had
permanently damaged myself.
I asked around in the gay bars until I found a
sympathetic ear. I looked so fucked and my story was
so fucked that the guy felt sorry for me. Plus, the
fact that I looked like a fucking homeless orphan
child....
Anyway, the guy helped me check around until he found
someone who knew were Greg and Sam lived...
By the time I found their apartment building, it was
about 8 PM on a Sunday evening. Both of their first
names were on their mailbox buzzer. I buzzed the bell.
I was prepared to be as pissed off as I could at Greg
and Sam over what happened to me but, I was still
totally blown away and, when they let me in, they were
both mortified at what had happened to me.
Al was supposed to have taken me home and then I could
have done what I wanted. Greg wanted Sam to call Al
and make him come over and apologize, but Sam refused.
He was not as sympathetic to my woes as Greg was, but
he did feel that Al had been irresponsible. However,
they both treated me very nicely. When I expressed my
fears about my asshole, Greg had me take my clothes
off and they gently examined me.
Greg assured me that it was not ruined and he showed
me his asshole, which was very elastic, but closed
tightly. We discussed exercises that I already knew
about (a kind of yoga actually) to tighten up my ass.
He assured me that if I took care of myself, that my
asshole would be almost normal again. However, it
would never again be the tight shit hole I had before
I let Mr. Sanders and the rest of the world fuck me,
but it could be normal...
I spent the night there. Greg was gentle to me and I
slept with them in their huge bed. Greg actually
massaged my whipped body and my anus with herbal oils
while Sam played with his asshole. It was erotically
funny. They told me all about Tom and Randi and how
they were a couple and how they had a fight and Randi
went to Al because he was pissed at Tom, and how Tom
figured he could trade me to replace Randi and how
they shouldn't have done that to me and on and on...
Greg sucked me gently before I went to sleep and I
came in his mouth... That was the best because I was
just happy that I could get hard and excited without
being tied up and whipped...
I continued hitchhiking to California the next
morning. I stayed away from anymore road sex. And, by
the time I got back home several weeks later, that
whole slave experience had become the most erotic
fantasy in my file of fantasies. It made me very, very
hard whenever I thought about it. I imagined over and
over again Tom's giant cock fucking me... Al fucking
me... being bathed in a sea of cum and piss... having
the bikers use me like a throwaway whore...
It all made me hard and I jerked off to the sights
inside my head.
It was safer that way.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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