MF MM The Unexpected
When I was around 18 years old when I went off to college in New York. Getting acclimated to this new life without my parents around was the time of my life. I immediately started partying and skipping classes which reflected in my school work and grades. I don't know what happened exactly, but this new freedom without parental supervision sent me in a spiral. Some nights I would stay out partying and not get back to my dorm room till early in the morning, even when I had classes the next day at 8:00 AM. So, my routine was usually to sleep till noon and maybe make a few of my later classes.
New York had so many night clubs that I quickly found my favorites and became a regular at many of them. The bartenders knew me by name and also knew my drink of choice by memory. I was a regular and enjoyed the night life.
My only problem was that I was kinda short and not real masculine looking. I think it always held me back from getting more pussy. A lot of girls would pass on me because of my height. At only 5 foot 9 inches tall, I was still considered very attractive and had no trouble getting my share of pussy. Well, maybe not my share, but I occasionally did get laid and got some blow jobs from some very sexy ladies. I hated being so short and hoped for a growth spurt before it got too late in life, but in reality my parents were both small in stature and I kinda felt maybe my height had already peaked.
Just to describe myself briefly, I had blonde hair, weighed about 150 pounds, and was described by others as being "slim or lean". Some girls even told me that I had a "sexy swimmer's build". I was also very fair completed and smooth, with almost no facial hair and had kind of delicate features according to some women. Even though I was kinda short, not trying to sound vain or conceited, I really was considered attractive by the opposite sex. On many occasions women had commented to the effect that my eyes were beautiful, that they wish they had my cheekbones or that I had beautiful lips and gorgeous features. Some even said I was so pretty that I could be a model.
The one thing that I really had going for me was my cock. It was almost 9 inches long and as thick as a can of spray deodorant. Circumcised and straight as an arrow, I thought I had a normal sized cock as a k**, until almost every single girl that ever got to see it had giggled and professed how big it was. The main comments were always something about how, "it didn't match my body" or "good things come in small packages".
I still don't know even today why I am so blessed, but I always wondered if my dad's cock was real big and I inherited it from him genetically. I never looked or asked, but my other theory is, that I started jacking off behind a closed bathroom door when I was around 13 or 14 years old and maybe just exercised it into top form like any other muscle. Anyway, as I got older and learned it was big by comparisons standards, I became obsessed with it getting hard and having it handled by women. I loved showing it off. I became addicted to sex when I was 15 years old.
As I got older and became involved with women, I loved when the time finally came to drop my pants and see the expression on their faces when I whipped it out. Girls would squeal or gush over it, sometimes feigning intimidation of my size and girth. Even though some would tell me that, "it would never fit" or "that it was too big", I never met an ass or a pussy that I couldn't work it all the way in. Well, maybe I couldn't get it in all their butts, but it fit in any pussy I ever tried to get it in.
I did and still do however have trouble getting my cock sucked deep. My cock is just too thick to get in just anybody's throat, so I usually have to settle with getting the tip or maybe three inches of it sucked on. I still wouldn't trade it for the world though, it's a good problem to have. I have always enjoyed making women struggle on my cock and especially enjoy the conquest of finally having them impaled on my big dick or having them gag on it in their throat.
Anyway, I was out cruising for some pussy one night and was extremely horny, when the bartender called for last call on drinks. Having struck out with the few female customers in the bar I decided to call it a night. I figured I would just go home and jack off before going to bed because my cock had been semi erect all night.
As I left the bar I grabbed a copy of the weekly advertisement newspaper that stood in a stand by the door. This periodical consisted mostly of local advertisements and events in the New York area. I had read them before and used them to find different "wet shirt contests", "bikini contests" and different "happy hours" in the past. They also had a section in the back for escorts and phone sex lines, but while I didn't have money for these, I still liked reading them. I figured I would just use the pictures of the female escorts for my jack off stimulus before going to bed.
When I got to my car, I really didn't want to got back to the dorm yet and just started looking through the magazine. That was when I saw the ad. It was for a place called The Stockade.
This was a place that stayed open all night long and the ad had a lot of sexual and bondage innuendos in it. It had a picture of a man locked in a stockade in leather shorts. His arms and head were secured in the stockade and he was bent over at the waist and blindfolded. The ad said, "Couples Welcome", so I was immediately curious and still very horny. The address was just down the road from me so I thought I might check it out and see what it was and if there were any women there.
When I pulled into the parking lot it was after 2:00 AM and there were about 10 cars in front. The building looked more residential than commercial and had only one light bulb over the door. As I entered the door a clerk from behind a counter looked up at me and sensing this was my first time here he just stared at me.
"It's ten dollars to go in," he finally said.
I opened my wallet and handed him ten of my last thirteen dollars. This place was really seedy and I was regretting giving him my money as soon as he put it in a cigar box.
"Go straight up the stairs and have a good time," was all he said.
I had a bad feeling that my money was gone for nothing. This place was so nasty and dark, that I couldn't imagine any sexy or attractive women could be in here. The stairwell had a single red light bulb that cast an eerie glow over the dirty dark walls. While the steps felt solid and sturdy, I could only imagine how old and decrepit looking it was in broad daylight. Once my eyes had adjusted and my courage returned, I picked up my speed and made my way to the top of the creaky stairs.
The glow from the red lights in the ceiling allowed me to see several older men upstairs leaning against the walls, they all seemed like they were waiting on someone. All eyes were on me. I was definitely the youngest guy there and there was not a woman in sight. As I made my way through the first room, I felt their eyes follow my every move. Some of the men had their shirts off, some had on leather outfits and some were dressed in suits or regular street clothes. I didn't see a single woman and knew that if one did come in that I had a lot of competition.
In the center of the room was the stockade and a man standing next to it. I got a chill when I looked at it. I could just imagine some fine looking woman in there, locked in place with her ass exposed and me fucking her from behind. The round hole that was meant for the head was centered in the middle and there were two smaller holes that the wrists and hands would fit in and lock into place. It was so medieval and ominous looking, so heavy and realistic, I wondered if it was a real piece of history from some dungeon or if someone had just made it as a prop.
It looked authentic to me. The guy standing next to it lifted the heavy wooden top and while he held it open he just stared at me. For a second, I thought he was just being friendly and was showing me how it worked, but it almost looked liked he was inviting me to let him lock me in. Just then, he moved his hand down to his crotch and groped himself. I averted any more eye contact with him decided to just lean against the wall like everybody else.
Everyone seemed to leave me alone after that and I was intent about minding my own business and planning on getting out of here. So as not to look too obvious or scared I decided to stay with my back to the wall for just a few minutes and then leave. If this was all there was here, a couple of old guys and a stockade, it wasn't for me.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw a guy enter the room, from a hallway that I hadn't noticed before. He seemed to be adjusting his pants and belt and then scurried down the steps and left. I hadn't seen this hallway because it was so dark and decided to explore and see if there were any women in the back.
As I left this main room and went down the hallway, I came into another room that had a movie showing on a wall. On the video was a young guy in the stockade out front, locked securely in place, getting fucked in the ass and throat at the same time. One guy held his hips and pounded in his ass while another guy held his ears and shoved his cock in the guy's throat. I noticed that the stockade was so low that the young guys ass was prominently poked up in the air.
A couple of guys in the room stopped watching the video, stared at me and then started whispering to each other. Even though I felt really uncomfortable being around so many men, I couldn't help the erection I was getting from watching the video. My cock was fully erect and straining against my pants.
In the corner of this room was another doorway, so continuing to explore, I walked towards it. It was a little better lit but still hard to navigate. In fact, it seemed like a maze of hallways that ended in cubicles with three walls or else went in other directions. I hadn't been in there 2 minutes when I felt I had lost my sense of direction.
As I stumbled around in the dim hallways, I stepped into a cubicle where a guy in a suit was kneeling with his face to the wall. He didn't notice me at first so I looked closer to see what he was doing. I couldn't believe my eyes, this guy was sucking a big black cock through a hole in the wall. Apparently, someone was standing on the other side and was getting a blow job from this very enthusiastic guy. I just froze and watched, not believing what I was seeing.
Finally the guy noticed me and said, "Do you mind?"
Embarrassed and shocked, I shuffled out of the room and again started down the maze of a hallway. The next turn took me to a older white guy with his jeans down around his ankles leaning into the wall and pumping his hips. Not noticing me, he just kept thrusting his hips into the wall and began grunting. I stood back in the darkness and watched as he finally quit humping the wall and pulled his pants up and left.
I went over to the wall and saw a hole about waist level. I knelt down and peeked through the hole. I just wanted to see who or what was in the other room. There was a young guy, completely naked, on his knees wiping his mouth with a handkerchief. Not a stitch of clothes on. These guys were so bold, there were no doors on these cubicles, anybody could walk in. When he saw me peeking in he quickly stuck his fingers in the hole and motioned for me to come over.
"Hey, let me suck it for you," he pleaded.
I had come there looking for a woman but I knew that my chances of finding one were slim. I hadn't seen a single woman in the entire place yet, so I figured, why not?
My cock was so hard, I was horny and it was dark. Nobody in here knew me. I decided that I would let this guy suck it for just a minute. I stood up and stepped up to the hole. When I grabbed my zipper, I saw his tongue flick in and around the hole. I tugged out my hard cock and balls and just stood there for a few seconds.
"That is the most beautiful cock I have ever seen," he whispered to me.
So damn horny, I put the tip of my cock into the hole and immediately felt his hot lips close over the head. This guy locked onto the head of my cock and just started slowly massaging it with his lips and tongue. Within a couple of minutes, I knew he had me. I wasn't going to leave till I had come down his throat. I didn't care if it was a guy or not, all I knew was that he wanted to suck my cock and I wanted it sucked.
It felt so good that I moved forward and pushed a couple of more inches in. He didn't back off, in fact he just gobbled up all that I had given him. Holding back a couple of inches, in the dim light, I could see he was taking all 5 inches and wanted more. On each down stroke his lips would push through the hole into my side and he would strain to get the remaining 3 or 4 inches that I held back. I leaned into the hole and pushed all 9 inches into his side.
"Oh yea baby, that is a beautiful cock, let me take care of it for you," he moaned.
This guy took me for a ride. As soon as he had my entire cock, he took it to the root. I could feel the sides of his throat stretch and sc**** against my thick cock as his mouth went all the way down my shaft. So effortlessly, he swallowed my cock in it's entirety. He would gag it down and then go back to the head and swirl his tongue and lips off it. Long deep strokes from the tip to the groin made me shudder and buck my hips forward. He nibbled with his teeth and made loud slurping sounds. Nobody had ever sucked so much of my cock before.
"Give me your balls, let me suck those nuts for you," he pleaded.
I quickly pulled back far enough to stuff my nuts through the hole. Once they were inserted, I leaned back into the hole with all my weight. Cock and balls, completely on his side of the partition, I stretched my arms up and spread my legs a little, pushing as deep into his side as I could.
He worked on my nuts like they were fragile eggs, softly and gently slurping them into his warm mouth one at a time. He really took his time, not rushing like women do, he really seemed to enjoy sucking my virility more than I wanted it sucked, if that was possible. I was in heaven, nobody had ever done me like this before. I didn't care if it was a guy or not, I knew I wasn't gay.
Suddenly he stopped and I just froze with my throbbing cock on his side of the partition. I thought he had stopped or left and was just getting ready to leave when I felt the warmth tighten down on my cock again. This time it was different though, smoother, tighter, much hotter and I didn't feel his teeth at all. Again he went down to the root, taking all 9 inches till he pressed against my balls. Back and forth he worked my cock all the way in and then pulled back leaving only an inch or so in the warmth and tightness he provided. He kept up these perfect strokes for a few minutes and then spoke again.
"I'm going to cum dude, fuck me hard, spray my ass," he moaned.
I was in his ass! He had stuffed my cock up his ass. I knew it felt different, but I was too far gone to stop. It felt too good and I had lost control. As he held his ass pressed hard to the wall, I took over. His pressure against the wall made it bow in the middle and I pulled my cock and balls back about 6 inches and started to fuck him rough and hard. I slapped my cock in deep and bottomed out in his ass, frantically ramming back and forth as my balls smashed into the partition.
I felt his convulsions around my cock as he pressed his ass so hard into his side of the wall I was afraid it might cave in on me. My cock swelled and I fucked him un-mercilessly. No girl had ever let me fuck her ass like this, so deep, so hard, so violently. I rammed him like he needed it and like I always wanted it. His ass trembled and shook on my cock. I heard sobbing or crying and that took me over the edge. This guy really loved my cock and I had never gotten a piece of ass to react this good to my cock before. The feeling of my conquest was over whelming.
My first spray was enormous, I think, I really couldn't see it, but it felt strong. It felt really heavy and deep. It reminded me of the times when I jacked off and my cum would fly across the room. I knew it was a heavy squirt and I knew it was deep in his ass. He reached between his legs and squeezed my nuts softly. While his ass shook and convulsed on my cock, I squirted another 6 or 8 ropes of cum up his ass. He didn't mind, in fact, he just kept his ass pressed tight to the wall.
Finally I slowed down to a grind and then he kind of took over again. He squirmed and twisted his ass against the hole, grinding out each last drop. I just stood there enjoying the afterglow, my cock still as hard as steel and fully erect.
When he pulled his ass off, I felt his mouth cover my cock immediately. He licked up and down the sides like a mother cat cleaning her young. When I felt he had sufficiently cleaned me, I pulled out and tried to stuff my hard cock and balls back into my jeans.
I saw his eye at the hole watching my every move as whispered, "I would pay money to do that again."
He handed me a twenty dollar bill through the hole with his name and phone number on it.
"Thanks, please call me," he said.
As I exited the cubicle and tried to find my way out of this maze with a hard on stuffed in my pants, I knew I wasn't ready to go home yet.
I had just received the best blow job in my life and my very first piece of a man's ass. My 9 inches was still as hard as a rock stuffed and cramped in my pants, and I was still horny and ready to explore some more. Maybe I could find a woman in one of these cubicles that would give me some pussy. Even if I didn't, I just might let some other guy suck it if he wanted to.
As I maneuvered my way around the dark hallways with their dead end cubicles, I stumbled onto another guy kneeling and sucking a cock through a hole in the wall. While he slurped on this hard dick protruding through the hole, he stroked his little 5 or 6 inch hard cock in his hand. He looked up at me and then I stepped back and motioned to him like I was excusing myself, but in reality I just kind of hid myself and watched. He didn't seem to mind my presence either way, as he went straight back to the hard cock in front of him like I wasn't even there.
This was so hot to me because I had never seen two people have sex before. I mean, I had seen lots of porno, but never any real live people have sex. This guy was so lost and obsessed with the cock in his mouth that he wouldn't have noticed if the roof had fallen in. His eyes were closed like he was dreaming as he seemed lost in his work. So gently and passionately, he lovingly labored and nursed on the 7 inch cut cock in his mouth.
Every couple of minutes he would unscrew a little brown bottle and place it under each nostril, inhaling as deep as he could. Within seconds after inhaling, he was moaning and groaning, and had redoubled his efforts on that cock. Whatever was in that bottle sure made him enthusiastic about doing a first class job on his willing partner.
After watching for a couple of minute, I unzipped my pants and hauled my cock out and stroked it while I watched the show he was putting on. As I stepped in a little closer to get a better view, my shadow fell over him and he craned his neck around without releasing the cock in his mouth to get a look at me. He stared at my face for a second and then his eyes dropped to my hard cock.
Getting off his knees, he half stood and while now leaning forward to service that cock, he never once relinquished his lip service on his friend. On his feet now and bending at the waist, he gently lowered his pants and underwear, exposing his young smooth ass to me.
"Put it in me please, don't waste it.", he begged me.
I eased up behind him and put the tip of my cock against his ass. He reminded me of myself in a way, same height, same weight and about my same physique too. This guy could have been a student at my school judging by his age. It didn't matter to me though, I was getting ready to grab those smooth girlie hips and wear his ass out.
As I lined my cock up on his pink hole and tried to enter, he was so dry that it kind of hurt my hard cock trying to poke it in. So, I just leaned my mouth directly over his ass and let a long stream of spittle drop right on the top of his butt crack, and then watched and waited until it pooled around the tip of my cock and his butt hole. I smeared all my spit around my cock head and his hole and started forcing my dick in. I had it pretty lubricated and this helped some, but right from the start he was squirming around and flinching from my assault on his tight hole. I got about two or three inches in, when he pulled off and dislodged me.
"Dude, do you have any lubricant, it kind of hurts?", he asked.
I just replied and simple, "No.", and stood there behind him stroking my cock.
"Well, please try to go slower." , he begged.
Fat chance of that, I thought to myself. Once I get it all the way in, I'm going to wear this sweet ass out. So, in the meantime, I played along and let more spit dribble onto that hole. It wasn't really the lack of lubricant, it was the size of my big cock and the size of his tiny ass hole, that was the problem. If he was willing and could stand the initial onslaught, we would get that tiny ass hole properly fucked.
Lined up good on his hole again, I started pushing through and was making a little progress entering him as he squirmed around some more. He opened that little brown bottle again and inhaled deeply in each nostril. It seemed to either relax him or fortify his need for a cock in his ass, cause right away I sunk about 5 or 6 inches straight up there without him wriggling away too much.
"Please, please, go slow, let me relax on it.", he begged around the cock in his mouth.
I don't know what he was complaining about, I mean his cock was still hard in his fist so I knew he liked it. So, I slowed down for about 10 very short strokes, not going any deeper, just hoping he would shut up and quit his bitching. I couldn't help myself though, because I was so horny that just a few seconds later I was trying to get more in that tight ass. Again he snorted down some heavy inhalations on his bottle in each nostril, while I just kept shoving more up that tight ass. Every time I pushed in, he would grunt or make these sissy whining noises, which really just made my cock harder than before. His crying was turning me on as I now had about 7 or 8 inches in his ass.
"Please man, you are really killing me, please slow it down some.", he mumbled with tears in his eyes.
I didn't feel sorry for him at all. I mean, fuck, he asked for it. The little sissy ought to just shut up and give up the ass he offered. I was too horny to stop, so I just grabbed his hips and jammed the last couple of inches in. I thought he could nut up and handle it, but he jumped up like he had been branded with a hot poker.
He yelped around the cock in his mouth so loud, I'm sure everybody in the place heard it, but I just held on his hips and laid deep and still in him while I forced my weight to push his mouth on the cock in front of him. He never took his mouth off that cock, but both his hands and fingers frantically pushed at my legs and groin trying to dislodge me or get me to back off.
He wasn't going anywhere now, I had him jammed on a hard dick in his mouth and impaled on my 9 inches in his ass. With his lips pressed against the wall swallowing that cock in his mouth and deep into his throat, I started pumping that tender smooth ass good and hard for him. He whimpered, he cried, he sobbed and he moaned, but after 10 or 20 deep strokes he finally gave up and let me have my way. I never pulled out more than an inch, I just left the whole thing in and rocked back and forth.
At this point he seemed like he had relaxed some and was starting to get used to me a little bit. He was still crying and whimpering, but I really enjoyed seeing him struggle some more on it. His crying was really turning me on so I began to abuse that ass unmercifully as I started to long dick him deep and hard.
I held his hips tight and rough while I punched my cock in and out his ass. I was pulling my cock out almost all the way, until just the tip was lodged in there, and then punching it in hard and deep till I bottomed out. Every single time I hit the bottom of the guts in his ass, he would flinch away from me and sob or grunt. We got a steady rhythm going, I would bottom out and he would grunt and flinch while he jerked his little cock. This boy was getting a first class ass fucking and I knew he would never forget this night. I was sure he would walk bow legged for a few days.
As I slammed hard into him, the guy getting his cock sucked was getting some good deep throat action along with a lot of moaning vibrations on his cock. I just couldn't stand his crying and moaning anymore, it totally put me over the edge. My cock started spraying deep in his rectum so I held him as tight by the hips as I could and pounded him relentlessly. I'm sure I had at least 10 contractions of cum blow up that ass. The guy getting sucked was on the same page as me, I think he knew what was happening on the other side of the wall, even though he couldn't see and he was ready too.
My little sissy just spread his legs wide and let me corn hole that ass deep. He started gulping in his throat while I filled his ass. I knew they guy getting his cock sucked was filling his stomach good for him. He groaned and cried as his own cock erupted sending sprays all over the floor and wall. I just kept pumping away, proud of myself for the way I abused that ass and made him cum.
The glory hole finally emptied and we were left alone. I didn't pull out of that ass yet because my cock was still hard. As he dropped to his hands and knees on the dirty floor, I followed him down, never removing my still hard cock. I bent my knees real low while holding on to his hips and just kept slowly sliding in and out his well lubricated ass. He tried to crawl away from me as to dislodge my cock from him, but I held onto his hips tight and kind of crab walked behind him, never giving his sore ass a break.
"Please dude, no more, I've had enough.", he sobbed.
So, regretfully I pulled out and sat down on the little plywood bench behind me. As he sat with his pants bunched around his ankles on the grimy cum filled floor, staring at my still hard 9 inches, I grabbed the base of my shaft with my fist and shook it for him. He crawled over between my legs and like a little puppy, he licked and cleaned my stiff pole. I let him slurp on it for a couple of minutes while he stared lovingly into my eyes.
I looked at my watch and saw it was now 4:30 in the morning, so I tugged my cock away from him and pulled up my pants. I really had to go, so I stood, zipped up and patted him on the head and began to exit this maze and go home.
It was late now, almost 3:30 in the morning and I had just gotten some head and ass from two different guys in the last hour or so. I had never let a man touch my cock before, honestly, I didn't even think about men that way.. Maybe there weren't any women here, but there seemed like there were plenty of guys that would willingly handle my cock, so I was really liking this place.
I had a class at 9:00 AM this morning, but even though I had just cum two times in the last couple of hours, I was still horny as hell. Lost in this dark maze of cubicles and hallways, I kept walking around trying to find the main room with the stockade that I had originally entered. I really wasn't ready to leave, I was hoping to get my 9 inches sucked once more, but right now I just wanted to get my bearings straight.
Finally, I exited this maze and found myself in the stockade room again. It was empty except for one older guy leaning against the wall. He looked around 30ish and seemed real clean cut. Just an average looking guy like me, dressed in jeans and a polo shirt, probably hoping to find a woman just like me too. When he saw me take a spot on the opposite wall, he looked at me and kind of nodded his head in a greeting gesture. I nodded back and decided to just mind my own business.
It seemed we were the only two people left, or else everybody else was in the maze or watching the video in the other room. I wanted to cool down a little bit, so I just kept quiet and held my position against the wall. I looked at the wall, I looked at the floor and I looked at the stockade, but I never made eye contact with him again.
I could see out of the corner of my eye, that he had left his spot and was approaching me.
"Hey, my name is Ron, what's going on man?" he spoke to me as he leaned against the wall next to me.
Getting a closer look at him, I guessed he was about 6 foot 4 inches tall, pretty well built and would probably be considered very handsome by the opposite sex. I felt kind of intimidated being so short and all.
"Nothing really, just hanging out for a while," I mumbled nervously back to him.
"Kind of slow tonight. I was hoping for some action. You come here often?" he stated boldly.
I nodded in reply to his last statement, this really being my first time here ever, not knowing what to say to this stranger.
A few seconds later he spoke again to me, "What are you into?"
I thought about answering with golf or softball, but before I could, he spoke again.
"Are you a top or a bottom?" he asked me.
I wasn't exactly sure what he meant, but I'm nobody's fool. I knew right then, that his query had nothing to do with my hobbies. My favorite position was laying on my back and having a woman straddle me. I loved it when I was on the bottom and she rode me like a horse with her hot pussy, so after a few seconds I answered.
"Oh, I'm definitely a bottom. I like to be rode hard for sure," I replied.
"Oh yea, really, that's so cool man. I'm a total top, especially for some young sweet meat," he commented, moving closer to me with his eyes lighting up as he looked me up and down.
I wasn't exactly sure what position he liked his women in, him being a top, but I didn't even bother to ask. I was really more curious about that stockade, you know, if women every let themselves get locked into it.
"Hey, is that stockade for real, I mean does anybody use it or is it just for show?" I innocently asked him.
"Oh yea, its pretty cool. Nice work whoever made it. Come over here and check this out. Are you into pain?" he said as he pulled off the wall and walked over to the stockade.
"No, Im not into pain. I was just curious about this contraption," I quickly replied.
As he lifted up the heavy wooden top, exposing the half holes on each side where you would insert your head and wrists, I crossed the room to him. This thing looked so ominous and scary. It looked like it was right out of the Middle Ages.
Showing me how it opened and how realistic it was, he just smiled at me and casually adjusted his jeans. It might have been my imagination, but it kind of looked like he had an erection, and a big one at that.
"You like it?" was all he said.
"Yea, I do, I wish I owned one, I would use it all the time," I replied.
"I bet you would. Well, try it out, I bet it feels really nice," Ron tested me.
"No thanks man, I don't think so," I replied again.
"Go ahead, there's nobody here but you and me. I'll hold it open for you," he offered.
Not to appear intimidated by his size, I stood in front of it and bent to the waist, while he held the top up for me. As I lowered my neck into the half circle, a chill went down my spine. I wished that I had a sexy woman that I could lock in here and fuck her pussy and ass as long as I wanted, I thought to myself. Pulling my neck out from the half circle, I stood and subconsciously felt myself arrange my own hardening cock in my jeans.
"Pretty cool huh, you like it?" he asked me.
"Yea I do, I could have a lot of fun with that," I quickly answered.
"Yea, the possibilities are endless, but you didn't even get the feel of it. Put your neck back in and put your wrists in this time," he smiled and challenged me.
As I bent again at the waist, and put my neck in the half circle, I also placed my wrists in the smaller half circles on the bottom bar of wood. The first thing that occurred to me was how primitive and realistic it was. It was so heavy and crude, that my imagination soared.
"Close your eyes for a second and imagine what it would be like to be locked in here," he spoke again.
As I closed my eyes, I imagined how a woman would look in the stockade, so vulnerable and exposed to anyone that came along. My cock was now full blown hard as I let my mind drift to all the sexy girls in my classes that I would like to lock in this contraption as my prisoner and fuck for as long as I wanted.
While my eyes were still shut in my fantasy, I felt my new friend close the top bar over my neck and wrists. My eyes snapped open as I suddenly felt myself trapped and realized that I was locked in place. As he snapped the locking iron mechanism on the side shut, I immediately panicked and started trying to pull out, but I was totally secured and locked into place. My hard on withered immediately as I realized he might try to rob me or worse.
"Come on dude, that's not funny, open that thing up and let me out," I demanded from him in my sternest voice.
"Awwww, chill out, you know you like it. This is a bottoms fantasy isn't it?" Rom laughed, stepping back and looking at me.
"Come on man, really, unlock me right now," I pleaded.
"I don't think so, you said you were a definite bottom and I'm definitely a top, so its your lucky night pretty boy. Don't worry, I'll do you right, you're going to love this. I'm going to fuck that sweet ass just like you dream of," he told me.
"Let me out, I'm not into that. Let me out or I'll scream," I hollered at him.
All of our commotion and noise had drawn a crowd now. I saw several of the older men that I had first noticed when I entered this room, had come to watch us. The two guys that had sucked me off and let me fuck their butts, had also entered the room and watched in anticipation of what might happen next.
I completely panicked as he took my left ankle and secured it to some shackles on the base of the stockade that I hadn't noticed before.
"You want some help with this one?" a guy in leather clothes asked my a*****or.
"Sure, everybody is welcome to this sweet meat, but I'm first," Ron demanded of the crowd.
As Ron secured my other ankle, the leather guy took a three foot strap of leather from a hook on the wall and wedged it between my lips. Pulling it tightly around the back of my head, he tied it in a knot which enabled me from speaking anymore. I feared the worst now, that maybe I was their prisoner to use sexually. I tried to scream but just the slightest noise, that sounded more like groans than words came out of my mouth.
I was now securely locked in the stockade by my wrists, ankles and neck. My mouth was gagged, preventing me from speaking, but I was still fully clothed. Again when I tried to protest, all that came out were incoherent moans and groans.
"Oh, I think this one likes it here. Listen to him groan for it," the leather dressed guy laughed.
As I pulled at my restraints, my eyes went around the room in front of me and I saw at least 3 strangers leering at me. The shadows cast on the walls from the guys behind me indicated another bigger group of guys already in the room. This was turning into a nightmare, surely they were joking and would let me go now. The clerk from downstairs must have heard all this commotion and would surely come to my rescue.
"You know, you're supposed to have him take his clothes off first," leather guy laughed again, "Do you mind?" .
The leather clad older guy, took a knife from his pocket and waited for my Ron to answer.
"Cut em off man, lets get this party started," Ron encouraged the guy.
The leather guy unbuckled my belt and unzipped my jeans. He then put the knife above the material directly over my ass crack. I felt my jeans start to tear as he sawed his way to the front zipper. Within seconds, my jeans were split from the crotch to the ass at the waist. One pant leg fell to my knee as they grabbed the material on both sides and pushed the pant legs down to my ankles.
He then cut slits on the sleeves off my shirt and made another slit down the back. Removing the scraps of my shirt that were left, I now stood in front of this crowd of strangers in just my underwear, shoes and bunched up pants legs around my ankles.
"And now gentleman and scoundrels, feast you eyes on the unveiling of tonight's party favors," the leather guy said as he cut away my underwear, completely exposing my ass to the crowd.
Everybody clapped their hands and cheered as my ass became completely exposed to them. I was sick to my stomach and sweating profusely as my Ron finally reached out and cupped my smooth bent over bare cheeks in his hands. As he ran his hands over my ass cheeks, I knew my ass hole was completely exposed and vulnerable to their view.
A couple of guys in front of me, boldly unzipped their pants and hauled out their erect cocks, watching me from a distance as they began masturbating. I knew then that this was going to be a long bad night and I regretted ever coming to this place now. I struggled to free my hands from the stockade, but I couldn't budge an inch as the crowd of men surrounded me.
Ron came and stood in front of me and said, "We are going to make this a night you will remember forever, buddy boy. This will definitely be a bottom's fantasy, you lucky bitch."
Ron grabbed a small square wooden platform from the corner of the room and pulled it over in front of me. The platform was about 3 foot by 3 foot, with a flat base and seemed very sturdily built. As everyone watched, he stepped and stood on the platform so it brought his crotch about face level with me.
"Look at what you get to start with faggot. You hit a home run tonight," Ron said as he pulled out what looked like a 12 inch hard cock.
Not only was it long and hard, but it was even thicker than my cock. The shaft was so long that it didn't even look real. In the dim light, I could tell the shaft was as hard as possible, standing straight away from his body. As he pumped it in his fist a few times, I noticed he couldn't even close his fingers around it.
Someone behind me in the crowd of men watching said, "Oh baby, that's going to break him in for sure. I feel sorry for that poor ass."
Ron held his shaft by the base and slapped it hard against my cheek while he just laughed aloud. It felt like I was being hit with a thick piece of rubber as it thudded against my cheek.
"Hope you're ready for my meat son. Don't worry, I know you're not into pain, I'll be real gentle with you, I promise," he assured me.
Ron got off the platform and went around behind me to my exposed ass cheeks. I felt some slippery lubricant being smeared into and around my cheeks and my puckered ass hole. He took his time, sticking first one and then two fingers in my asshole as everyone looked on. He was very gentle and it didn't really hurt that much, in fact after a couple of minutes, it started feeling kind of good. After a few more minutes of this, he seemed satisfied that he had prepared my ass for his inevitable invasion.
I couldn't believe that I was restrained in front of all these strangers, putting on a show for them, with my ass hole exposed and Ron ready to fuck me. The events that resulted in my being in this position were now a blur in my head.
As soon as I felt the pressure of his hard cock touch the entrance of my ass, I flinched up. My ass hole resisted, as the fat blunt tip of his cock tried to invade me at first. With more pressure from him, it finally jabbed in a few inches. The initial pain made my eyes open wide as I braced myself for his impending onslaught, completely restrained and immobile. My cock now hung limp between my legs, out of fear or pain, as Ron steadied his hands on my hips and started grinding it in deeper.
"This bitch belongs to me boys. However, you can do anything you want to him as long as you don't hurt him. My little bottom boy is not into pain. The line starts behind me or anybody can take the front," Ron directed the men.
I silently screamed on the inside, "I'm not gay. Let me out of this thing," as his cock ground deep into my ass hole.
The pain was not unbearable, it did hurt at first, but Ron was as gentle as possible like he promised. He pushed what felt like about 6 inches in my ass before he stopped and let me relax on it. As he stood behind me with his cock in my ass, the second guy that had sucked me and let me fuck his ass earlier, knelt in front of my secured legs. He took my limp cock in his mouth and softly started sucking on me. I couldn't help myself as my cock rose to his soft manipulations on my cock.
Ron started sliding back and forth, just grinding half of that thick cock in and out of my ass. I started relaxing on it and soon found myself involuntarily pushing my hips back to him. Soon my cock grew to its full 9 inches in the cock sucker's mouth, as Ron fed me a couple of more inches of his cock.
I couldn't believe that my ass didn't hurt, in fact the blow job combined with the stuffed grinding friction in my ass had me as horny as I had ever been. I liked being restrained in the stockade, it made me feel like I had no choice in the matter, like it was easier to accept a man's touch mentally. In my mind I somehow justified my willingness to put on a show for these men because I was a captive and not verbally consenting. I now totally relaxed on his cock, as I really felt that Ron was sincere and wouldn't let anything bad happen to me.
The leather clad guy jumped up on the platform stool in front of me. He unzipped his pants and pulled out a hard cock that was about 7 or 8 inches. He took head of his dick and painted my lips with his pre-cum while my head remained immobile and my mouth was still spread wide open by the strap in it.
Ron drove more of his cock into my ass, and with very little discomfort, I soon felt his hips touching my ass on his downstroke. His hands gripped my hips tightly as his stomach now slapped loudly against my ass in a steady rhythm. He grunted and moaned as I felt other strange hands start to squeeze my balls, rub my stomach and pinch my erect nipples. My ass was now totally relaxed and I couldn't believe that it felt so good.
All the sudden my ass muscles clamped down on his 12 inches and I just grunted behind my mouth gag. Something was happening inside my ass as he jammed in and out. The most pleasurable sensations just washed over my entire body and any previous signs of pain completely disappeared. The waves got stronger and stronger as he poked deep in and out of my willing ass hole now. I trembled and shook as my legs held firm, while Ron abused my ass hole and drove me past any point of recognition of myself.
After about 5 minutes, Ron shouted, "I'm cumming boy, take this load of mine up your sissy bottom ass."
I just let Ron take over and pound me hard. My cock erupted again and again into the guy's mouth kneeling between my legs. I alternated fucking into his mouth and spraying his throat, with pushing my ass back to Ron to match his thrusts in me.
As I felt his cock spasm deep in my ass, Ron held my hips as hard as he could and pounded into my tight butt. Right after the first spray, I could feel his cock glide so much more easily from the slippery lubricant that poured from his cock head. Ron must have shot a very heavy load up my ass, cause immediately after he came, I could feel the juice seep from around his imbedded cock start to drip down the back of my thigh.
I was totally spent as Ron withdrew and came around to my face. He motioned to the leather dressed guy to move out of the way and now stood directly in front of me. Smiling, he leaned over and removed the strap from my mouth.
"Did you like that boy, was I as good as you hoped?" he smiled at me.
"I can't believe I just did that," was my only response, as my ass now felt hungry and empty.
"Well, I knew you would. Now why don't you show me a little appreciation by sucking my cock for a while," he smiled at me while he patted my head.
Ron stepped up on the now vacant small platform in front of me and held his still hard cock up to my mouth. I had never had a cock before in my mouth, but I eagerly opened up and let him slide about 4 inches in. The strangers surrounding me still fondled my body, maybe a little tentative to do much else because Ron seemed to be running this show. However, after the cock sucker relinquished my somewhat softening cock from his mouth, a hand did immediately take his place and began stroking my semi erect cock.
"You don't mind if these guys get a little of that sweet ass, do you pretty boy?" Ron said to me as I nursed on his fat prick.
I couldn't answer with my mouth full of Ron's cock, but as he grabbed my ears and started pushing deeper into my throat, he nodded to these guys and they moved in like wolves on their prey. My ass was full again in a split second. The unseen guy behind me was nowhere as big as Ron, but his cock was more than adequate to calm my hungry ass. I guessed he was about 8 or 9 inches long and pretty thick as I felt him bottom out quickly and begin a steady rhythm.
Ron had now pierced my throat and was fucking at least 9 inches back and forth. The guy behind me was slowly sliding in and out of my ass while I felt someone sucking on my sensitive balls. In the darkness, I saw the flashes of a camera snapping pictures of the action behind me and then the clerk from downstairs appeared with a video camera.
"It's okay huh Ron?" the clerk spoke, apparently familiar with my new friend and asking permission to film me.
"Sure, get it on film, immortalize my new protégée. Just make sure you don't get my face in that film, just his body, okay?" Ron directed the clerk.
The camera lit up and started whirring as the clerk zoomed in and captured my ass and face being fucked with close up shots. For the next two hours, I was fucked and fed cock until I was too weak to stand. I swallowed so much cum that my usual alcohol induced appetite for munchies was sated. At least 9 guys fucked my ass and I gave head to at least 7 guys before I lost count. After God knows how long, my knees finally buckled and I sank to a limp stance, unable to support myself.
When it was all over, Ron helped me put on my scraps of clothes. The sun was barely coming up as he drove me back to the dormitory, promising to pick me up around noon that next day to retrieve my car. I gave him my phone number and stumbled from his car to a pretty isolated campus. With no shirt on, I scrambled to my room, trying to hold my split jeans around my waist before anyone saw me.
Ron showed up the next day as promised and drove me back to the Stockade parking lot. He made me suck his 12 inch cock throughout the entire drive in broad daylight. He would occasionally slow down or speed up when he got next to someone he wanted to show me off to.
Several times during the drive, he pulled my face out of his lap and presented me to female onlookers, exposing my face in his lap as we drove down the bright busy streets. He would get next to a truck and beep his horn until they looked in, and then pull my mouth off his cock while they watched. It was so embarrassing, the looks and smiles these girls gave me, but I would have done anything to get more of his cock and he knew it.
When we got to my car, he had me follow him to his house. Once we arrived, he restrained me to a make shift dungeon wall in his basement, and used me for several hours.
In the next couple of months, my grades completely bottomed out. I spent all my time with Ron and his friends, usually being the entertainment of his private home parties. I think he charges his friends money to come to his parties. I practically live at his house now and have quit school. We still go to the Stockade at least once a week, where I am locked into the stockade and used by Ron, his friends and whatever strangers are available. They have at least a dozen videos of me that regularly play on their wall.
The final straw had come when I brought Ron home for the Christmas break. I had told my parents I wanted to bring a friend home for the holidays and I guess they expected a woman. After seeing my grades and my relationship with Ron, my parents kind of freaked out. They tried to be polite, but when we slept in the same bed that night, the next day my father and I had a long talk.
I've been kind of disowned now, but Ron takes good care of me. My parents have long since quit paying my tuition and their monthly allowance checks have stopped. My mother still talks to me but my father won't, he thinks I'm crazy.
Ron is loaded financially, and all I have to do is take care of his 12 inches, entertain at his parties and keep the house clean. Ron said he is going to get me a job at the Stockade where I can make some pretty good money. I wonder what I'll be doing.
New York had so many night clubs that I quickly found my favorites and became a regular at many of them. The bartenders knew me by name and also knew my drink of choice by memory. I was a regular and enjoyed the night life.
My only problem was that I was kinda short and not real masculine looking. I think it always held me back from getting more pussy. A lot of girls would pass on me because of my height. At only 5 foot 9 inches tall, I was still considered very attractive and had no trouble getting my share of pussy. Well, maybe not my share, but I occasionally did get laid and got some blow jobs from some very sexy ladies. I hated being so short and hoped for a growth spurt before it got too late in life, but in reality my parents were both small in stature and I kinda felt maybe my height had already peaked.
Just to describe myself briefly, I had blonde hair, weighed about 150 pounds, and was described by others as being "slim or lean". Some girls even told me that I had a "sexy swimmer's build". I was also very fair completed and smooth, with almost no facial hair and had kind of delicate features according to some women. Even though I was kinda short, not trying to sound vain or conceited, I really was considered attractive by the opposite sex. On many occasions women had commented to the effect that my eyes were beautiful, that they wish they had my cheekbones or that I had beautiful lips and gorgeous features. Some even said I was so pretty that I could be a model.
The one thing that I really had going for me was my cock. It was almost 9 inches long and as thick as a can of spray deodorant. Circumcised and straight as an arrow, I thought I had a normal sized cock as a k**, until almost every single girl that ever got to see it had giggled and professed how big it was. The main comments were always something about how, "it didn't match my body" or "good things come in small packages".
I still don't know even today why I am so blessed, but I always wondered if my dad's cock was real big and I inherited it from him genetically. I never looked or asked, but my other theory is, that I started jacking off behind a closed bathroom door when I was around 13 or 14 years old and maybe just exercised it into top form like any other muscle. Anyway, as I got older and learned it was big by comparisons standards, I became obsessed with it getting hard and having it handled by women. I loved showing it off. I became addicted to sex when I was 15 years old.
As I got older and became involved with women, I loved when the time finally came to drop my pants and see the expression on their faces when I whipped it out. Girls would squeal or gush over it, sometimes feigning intimidation of my size and girth. Even though some would tell me that, "it would never fit" or "that it was too big", I never met an ass or a pussy that I couldn't work it all the way in. Well, maybe I couldn't get it in all their butts, but it fit in any pussy I ever tried to get it in.
I did and still do however have trouble getting my cock sucked deep. My cock is just too thick to get in just anybody's throat, so I usually have to settle with getting the tip or maybe three inches of it sucked on. I still wouldn't trade it for the world though, it's a good problem to have. I have always enjoyed making women struggle on my cock and especially enjoy the conquest of finally having them impaled on my big dick or having them gag on it in their throat.
Anyway, I was out cruising for some pussy one night and was extremely horny, when the bartender called for last call on drinks. Having struck out with the few female customers in the bar I decided to call it a night. I figured I would just go home and jack off before going to bed because my cock had been semi erect all night.
As I left the bar I grabbed a copy of the weekly advertisement newspaper that stood in a stand by the door. This periodical consisted mostly of local advertisements and events in the New York area. I had read them before and used them to find different "wet shirt contests", "bikini contests" and different "happy hours" in the past. They also had a section in the back for escorts and phone sex lines, but while I didn't have money for these, I still liked reading them. I figured I would just use the pictures of the female escorts for my jack off stimulus before going to bed.
When I got to my car, I really didn't want to got back to the dorm yet and just started looking through the magazine. That was when I saw the ad. It was for a place called The Stockade.
This was a place that stayed open all night long and the ad had a lot of sexual and bondage innuendos in it. It had a picture of a man locked in a stockade in leather shorts. His arms and head were secured in the stockade and he was bent over at the waist and blindfolded. The ad said, "Couples Welcome", so I was immediately curious and still very horny. The address was just down the road from me so I thought I might check it out and see what it was and if there were any women there.
When I pulled into the parking lot it was after 2:00 AM and there were about 10 cars in front. The building looked more residential than commercial and had only one light bulb over the door. As I entered the door a clerk from behind a counter looked up at me and sensing this was my first time here he just stared at me.
"It's ten dollars to go in," he finally said.
I opened my wallet and handed him ten of my last thirteen dollars. This place was really seedy and I was regretting giving him my money as soon as he put it in a cigar box.
"Go straight up the stairs and have a good time," was all he said.
I had a bad feeling that my money was gone for nothing. This place was so nasty and dark, that I couldn't imagine any sexy or attractive women could be in here. The stairwell had a single red light bulb that cast an eerie glow over the dirty dark walls. While the steps felt solid and sturdy, I could only imagine how old and decrepit looking it was in broad daylight. Once my eyes had adjusted and my courage returned, I picked up my speed and made my way to the top of the creaky stairs.
The glow from the red lights in the ceiling allowed me to see several older men upstairs leaning against the walls, they all seemed like they were waiting on someone. All eyes were on me. I was definitely the youngest guy there and there was not a woman in sight. As I made my way through the first room, I felt their eyes follow my every move. Some of the men had their shirts off, some had on leather outfits and some were dressed in suits or regular street clothes. I didn't see a single woman and knew that if one did come in that I had a lot of competition.
In the center of the room was the stockade and a man standing next to it. I got a chill when I looked at it. I could just imagine some fine looking woman in there, locked in place with her ass exposed and me fucking her from behind. The round hole that was meant for the head was centered in the middle and there were two smaller holes that the wrists and hands would fit in and lock into place. It was so medieval and ominous looking, so heavy and realistic, I wondered if it was a real piece of history from some dungeon or if someone had just made it as a prop.
It looked authentic to me. The guy standing next to it lifted the heavy wooden top and while he held it open he just stared at me. For a second, I thought he was just being friendly and was showing me how it worked, but it almost looked liked he was inviting me to let him lock me in. Just then, he moved his hand down to his crotch and groped himself. I averted any more eye contact with him decided to just lean against the wall like everybody else.
Everyone seemed to leave me alone after that and I was intent about minding my own business and planning on getting out of here. So as not to look too obvious or scared I decided to stay with my back to the wall for just a few minutes and then leave. If this was all there was here, a couple of old guys and a stockade, it wasn't for me.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw a guy enter the room, from a hallway that I hadn't noticed before. He seemed to be adjusting his pants and belt and then scurried down the steps and left. I hadn't seen this hallway because it was so dark and decided to explore and see if there were any women in the back.
As I left this main room and went down the hallway, I came into another room that had a movie showing on a wall. On the video was a young guy in the stockade out front, locked securely in place, getting fucked in the ass and throat at the same time. One guy held his hips and pounded in his ass while another guy held his ears and shoved his cock in the guy's throat. I noticed that the stockade was so low that the young guys ass was prominently poked up in the air.
A couple of guys in the room stopped watching the video, stared at me and then started whispering to each other. Even though I felt really uncomfortable being around so many men, I couldn't help the erection I was getting from watching the video. My cock was fully erect and straining against my pants.
In the corner of this room was another doorway, so continuing to explore, I walked towards it. It was a little better lit but still hard to navigate. In fact, it seemed like a maze of hallways that ended in cubicles with three walls or else went in other directions. I hadn't been in there 2 minutes when I felt I had lost my sense of direction.
As I stumbled around in the dim hallways, I stepped into a cubicle where a guy in a suit was kneeling with his face to the wall. He didn't notice me at first so I looked closer to see what he was doing. I couldn't believe my eyes, this guy was sucking a big black cock through a hole in the wall. Apparently, someone was standing on the other side and was getting a blow job from this very enthusiastic guy. I just froze and watched, not believing what I was seeing.
Finally the guy noticed me and said, "Do you mind?"
Embarrassed and shocked, I shuffled out of the room and again started down the maze of a hallway. The next turn took me to a older white guy with his jeans down around his ankles leaning into the wall and pumping his hips. Not noticing me, he just kept thrusting his hips into the wall and began grunting. I stood back in the darkness and watched as he finally quit humping the wall and pulled his pants up and left.
I went over to the wall and saw a hole about waist level. I knelt down and peeked through the hole. I just wanted to see who or what was in the other room. There was a young guy, completely naked, on his knees wiping his mouth with a handkerchief. Not a stitch of clothes on. These guys were so bold, there were no doors on these cubicles, anybody could walk in. When he saw me peeking in he quickly stuck his fingers in the hole and motioned for me to come over.
"Hey, let me suck it for you," he pleaded.
I had come there looking for a woman but I knew that my chances of finding one were slim. I hadn't seen a single woman in the entire place yet, so I figured, why not?
My cock was so hard, I was horny and it was dark. Nobody in here knew me. I decided that I would let this guy suck it for just a minute. I stood up and stepped up to the hole. When I grabbed my zipper, I saw his tongue flick in and around the hole. I tugged out my hard cock and balls and just stood there for a few seconds.
"That is the most beautiful cock I have ever seen," he whispered to me.
So damn horny, I put the tip of my cock into the hole and immediately felt his hot lips close over the head. This guy locked onto the head of my cock and just started slowly massaging it with his lips and tongue. Within a couple of minutes, I knew he had me. I wasn't going to leave till I had come down his throat. I didn't care if it was a guy or not, all I knew was that he wanted to suck my cock and I wanted it sucked.
It felt so good that I moved forward and pushed a couple of more inches in. He didn't back off, in fact he just gobbled up all that I had given him. Holding back a couple of inches, in the dim light, I could see he was taking all 5 inches and wanted more. On each down stroke his lips would push through the hole into my side and he would strain to get the remaining 3 or 4 inches that I held back. I leaned into the hole and pushed all 9 inches into his side.
"Oh yea baby, that is a beautiful cock, let me take care of it for you," he moaned.
This guy took me for a ride. As soon as he had my entire cock, he took it to the root. I could feel the sides of his throat stretch and sc**** against my thick cock as his mouth went all the way down my shaft. So effortlessly, he swallowed my cock in it's entirety. He would gag it down and then go back to the head and swirl his tongue and lips off it. Long deep strokes from the tip to the groin made me shudder and buck my hips forward. He nibbled with his teeth and made loud slurping sounds. Nobody had ever sucked so much of my cock before.
"Give me your balls, let me suck those nuts for you," he pleaded.
I quickly pulled back far enough to stuff my nuts through the hole. Once they were inserted, I leaned back into the hole with all my weight. Cock and balls, completely on his side of the partition, I stretched my arms up and spread my legs a little, pushing as deep into his side as I could.
He worked on my nuts like they were fragile eggs, softly and gently slurping them into his warm mouth one at a time. He really took his time, not rushing like women do, he really seemed to enjoy sucking my virility more than I wanted it sucked, if that was possible. I was in heaven, nobody had ever done me like this before. I didn't care if it was a guy or not, I knew I wasn't gay.
Suddenly he stopped and I just froze with my throbbing cock on his side of the partition. I thought he had stopped or left and was just getting ready to leave when I felt the warmth tighten down on my cock again. This time it was different though, smoother, tighter, much hotter and I didn't feel his teeth at all. Again he went down to the root, taking all 9 inches till he pressed against my balls. Back and forth he worked my cock all the way in and then pulled back leaving only an inch or so in the warmth and tightness he provided. He kept up these perfect strokes for a few minutes and then spoke again.
"I'm going to cum dude, fuck me hard, spray my ass," he moaned.
I was in his ass! He had stuffed my cock up his ass. I knew it felt different, but I was too far gone to stop. It felt too good and I had lost control. As he held his ass pressed hard to the wall, I took over. His pressure against the wall made it bow in the middle and I pulled my cock and balls back about 6 inches and started to fuck him rough and hard. I slapped my cock in deep and bottomed out in his ass, frantically ramming back and forth as my balls smashed into the partition.
I felt his convulsions around my cock as he pressed his ass so hard into his side of the wall I was afraid it might cave in on me. My cock swelled and I fucked him un-mercilessly. No girl had ever let me fuck her ass like this, so deep, so hard, so violently. I rammed him like he needed it and like I always wanted it. His ass trembled and shook on my cock. I heard sobbing or crying and that took me over the edge. This guy really loved my cock and I had never gotten a piece of ass to react this good to my cock before. The feeling of my conquest was over whelming.
My first spray was enormous, I think, I really couldn't see it, but it felt strong. It felt really heavy and deep. It reminded me of the times when I jacked off and my cum would fly across the room. I knew it was a heavy squirt and I knew it was deep in his ass. He reached between his legs and squeezed my nuts softly. While his ass shook and convulsed on my cock, I squirted another 6 or 8 ropes of cum up his ass. He didn't mind, in fact, he just kept his ass pressed tight to the wall.
Finally I slowed down to a grind and then he kind of took over again. He squirmed and twisted his ass against the hole, grinding out each last drop. I just stood there enjoying the afterglow, my cock still as hard as steel and fully erect.
When he pulled his ass off, I felt his mouth cover my cock immediately. He licked up and down the sides like a mother cat cleaning her young. When I felt he had sufficiently cleaned me, I pulled out and tried to stuff my hard cock and balls back into my jeans.
I saw his eye at the hole watching my every move as whispered, "I would pay money to do that again."
He handed me a twenty dollar bill through the hole with his name and phone number on it.
"Thanks, please call me," he said.
As I exited the cubicle and tried to find my way out of this maze with a hard on stuffed in my pants, I knew I wasn't ready to go home yet.
I had just received the best blow job in my life and my very first piece of a man's ass. My 9 inches was still as hard as a rock stuffed and cramped in my pants, and I was still horny and ready to explore some more. Maybe I could find a woman in one of these cubicles that would give me some pussy. Even if I didn't, I just might let some other guy suck it if he wanted to.
As I maneuvered my way around the dark hallways with their dead end cubicles, I stumbled onto another guy kneeling and sucking a cock through a hole in the wall. While he slurped on this hard dick protruding through the hole, he stroked his little 5 or 6 inch hard cock in his hand. He looked up at me and then I stepped back and motioned to him like I was excusing myself, but in reality I just kind of hid myself and watched. He didn't seem to mind my presence either way, as he went straight back to the hard cock in front of him like I wasn't even there.
This was so hot to me because I had never seen two people have sex before. I mean, I had seen lots of porno, but never any real live people have sex. This guy was so lost and obsessed with the cock in his mouth that he wouldn't have noticed if the roof had fallen in. His eyes were closed like he was dreaming as he seemed lost in his work. So gently and passionately, he lovingly labored and nursed on the 7 inch cut cock in his mouth.
Every couple of minutes he would unscrew a little brown bottle and place it under each nostril, inhaling as deep as he could. Within seconds after inhaling, he was moaning and groaning, and had redoubled his efforts on that cock. Whatever was in that bottle sure made him enthusiastic about doing a first class job on his willing partner.
After watching for a couple of minute, I unzipped my pants and hauled my cock out and stroked it while I watched the show he was putting on. As I stepped in a little closer to get a better view, my shadow fell over him and he craned his neck around without releasing the cock in his mouth to get a look at me. He stared at my face for a second and then his eyes dropped to my hard cock.
Getting off his knees, he half stood and while now leaning forward to service that cock, he never once relinquished his lip service on his friend. On his feet now and bending at the waist, he gently lowered his pants and underwear, exposing his young smooth ass to me.
"Put it in me please, don't waste it.", he begged me.
I eased up behind him and put the tip of my cock against his ass. He reminded me of myself in a way, same height, same weight and about my same physique too. This guy could have been a student at my school judging by his age. It didn't matter to me though, I was getting ready to grab those smooth girlie hips and wear his ass out.
As I lined my cock up on his pink hole and tried to enter, he was so dry that it kind of hurt my hard cock trying to poke it in. So, I just leaned my mouth directly over his ass and let a long stream of spittle drop right on the top of his butt crack, and then watched and waited until it pooled around the tip of my cock and his butt hole. I smeared all my spit around my cock head and his hole and started forcing my dick in. I had it pretty lubricated and this helped some, but right from the start he was squirming around and flinching from my assault on his tight hole. I got about two or three inches in, when he pulled off and dislodged me.
"Dude, do you have any lubricant, it kind of hurts?", he asked.
I just replied and simple, "No.", and stood there behind him stroking my cock.
"Well, please try to go slower." , he begged.
Fat chance of that, I thought to myself. Once I get it all the way in, I'm going to wear this sweet ass out. So, in the meantime, I played along and let more spit dribble onto that hole. It wasn't really the lack of lubricant, it was the size of my big cock and the size of his tiny ass hole, that was the problem. If he was willing and could stand the initial onslaught, we would get that tiny ass hole properly fucked.
Lined up good on his hole again, I started pushing through and was making a little progress entering him as he squirmed around some more. He opened that little brown bottle again and inhaled deeply in each nostril. It seemed to either relax him or fortify his need for a cock in his ass, cause right away I sunk about 5 or 6 inches straight up there without him wriggling away too much.
"Please, please, go slow, let me relax on it.", he begged around the cock in his mouth.
I don't know what he was complaining about, I mean his cock was still hard in his fist so I knew he liked it. So, I slowed down for about 10 very short strokes, not going any deeper, just hoping he would shut up and quit his bitching. I couldn't help myself though, because I was so horny that just a few seconds later I was trying to get more in that tight ass. Again he snorted down some heavy inhalations on his bottle in each nostril, while I just kept shoving more up that tight ass. Every time I pushed in, he would grunt or make these sissy whining noises, which really just made my cock harder than before. His crying was turning me on as I now had about 7 or 8 inches in his ass.
"Please man, you are really killing me, please slow it down some.", he mumbled with tears in his eyes.
I didn't feel sorry for him at all. I mean, fuck, he asked for it. The little sissy ought to just shut up and give up the ass he offered. I was too horny to stop, so I just grabbed his hips and jammed the last couple of inches in. I thought he could nut up and handle it, but he jumped up like he had been branded with a hot poker.
He yelped around the cock in his mouth so loud, I'm sure everybody in the place heard it, but I just held on his hips and laid deep and still in him while I forced my weight to push his mouth on the cock in front of him. He never took his mouth off that cock, but both his hands and fingers frantically pushed at my legs and groin trying to dislodge me or get me to back off.
He wasn't going anywhere now, I had him jammed on a hard dick in his mouth and impaled on my 9 inches in his ass. With his lips pressed against the wall swallowing that cock in his mouth and deep into his throat, I started pumping that tender smooth ass good and hard for him. He whimpered, he cried, he sobbed and he moaned, but after 10 or 20 deep strokes he finally gave up and let me have my way. I never pulled out more than an inch, I just left the whole thing in and rocked back and forth.
At this point he seemed like he had relaxed some and was starting to get used to me a little bit. He was still crying and whimpering, but I really enjoyed seeing him struggle some more on it. His crying was really turning me on so I began to abuse that ass unmercifully as I started to long dick him deep and hard.
I held his hips tight and rough while I punched my cock in and out his ass. I was pulling my cock out almost all the way, until just the tip was lodged in there, and then punching it in hard and deep till I bottomed out. Every single time I hit the bottom of the guts in his ass, he would flinch away from me and sob or grunt. We got a steady rhythm going, I would bottom out and he would grunt and flinch while he jerked his little cock. This boy was getting a first class ass fucking and I knew he would never forget this night. I was sure he would walk bow legged for a few days.
As I slammed hard into him, the guy getting his cock sucked was getting some good deep throat action along with a lot of moaning vibrations on his cock. I just couldn't stand his crying and moaning anymore, it totally put me over the edge. My cock started spraying deep in his rectum so I held him as tight by the hips as I could and pounded him relentlessly. I'm sure I had at least 10 contractions of cum blow up that ass. The guy getting sucked was on the same page as me, I think he knew what was happening on the other side of the wall, even though he couldn't see and he was ready too.
My little sissy just spread his legs wide and let me corn hole that ass deep. He started gulping in his throat while I filled his ass. I knew they guy getting his cock sucked was filling his stomach good for him. He groaned and cried as his own cock erupted sending sprays all over the floor and wall. I just kept pumping away, proud of myself for the way I abused that ass and made him cum.
The glory hole finally emptied and we were left alone. I didn't pull out of that ass yet because my cock was still hard. As he dropped to his hands and knees on the dirty floor, I followed him down, never removing my still hard cock. I bent my knees real low while holding on to his hips and just kept slowly sliding in and out his well lubricated ass. He tried to crawl away from me as to dislodge my cock from him, but I held onto his hips tight and kind of crab walked behind him, never giving his sore ass a break.
"Please dude, no more, I've had enough.", he sobbed.
So, regretfully I pulled out and sat down on the little plywood bench behind me. As he sat with his pants bunched around his ankles on the grimy cum filled floor, staring at my still hard 9 inches, I grabbed the base of my shaft with my fist and shook it for him. He crawled over between my legs and like a little puppy, he licked and cleaned my stiff pole. I let him slurp on it for a couple of minutes while he stared lovingly into my eyes.
I looked at my watch and saw it was now 4:30 in the morning, so I tugged my cock away from him and pulled up my pants. I really had to go, so I stood, zipped up and patted him on the head and began to exit this maze and go home.
It was late now, almost 3:30 in the morning and I had just gotten some head and ass from two different guys in the last hour or so. I had never let a man touch my cock before, honestly, I didn't even think about men that way.. Maybe there weren't any women here, but there seemed like there were plenty of guys that would willingly handle my cock, so I was really liking this place.
I had a class at 9:00 AM this morning, but even though I had just cum two times in the last couple of hours, I was still horny as hell. Lost in this dark maze of cubicles and hallways, I kept walking around trying to find the main room with the stockade that I had originally entered. I really wasn't ready to leave, I was hoping to get my 9 inches sucked once more, but right now I just wanted to get my bearings straight.
Finally, I exited this maze and found myself in the stockade room again. It was empty except for one older guy leaning against the wall. He looked around 30ish and seemed real clean cut. Just an average looking guy like me, dressed in jeans and a polo shirt, probably hoping to find a woman just like me too. When he saw me take a spot on the opposite wall, he looked at me and kind of nodded his head in a greeting gesture. I nodded back and decided to just mind my own business.
It seemed we were the only two people left, or else everybody else was in the maze or watching the video in the other room. I wanted to cool down a little bit, so I just kept quiet and held my position against the wall. I looked at the wall, I looked at the floor and I looked at the stockade, but I never made eye contact with him again.
I could see out of the corner of my eye, that he had left his spot and was approaching me.
"Hey, my name is Ron, what's going on man?" he spoke to me as he leaned against the wall next to me.
Getting a closer look at him, I guessed he was about 6 foot 4 inches tall, pretty well built and would probably be considered very handsome by the opposite sex. I felt kind of intimidated being so short and all.
"Nothing really, just hanging out for a while," I mumbled nervously back to him.
"Kind of slow tonight. I was hoping for some action. You come here often?" he stated boldly.
I nodded in reply to his last statement, this really being my first time here ever, not knowing what to say to this stranger.
A few seconds later he spoke again to me, "What are you into?"
I thought about answering with golf or softball, but before I could, he spoke again.
"Are you a top or a bottom?" he asked me.
I wasn't exactly sure what he meant, but I'm nobody's fool. I knew right then, that his query had nothing to do with my hobbies. My favorite position was laying on my back and having a woman straddle me. I loved it when I was on the bottom and she rode me like a horse with her hot pussy, so after a few seconds I answered.
"Oh, I'm definitely a bottom. I like to be rode hard for sure," I replied.
"Oh yea, really, that's so cool man. I'm a total top, especially for some young sweet meat," he commented, moving closer to me with his eyes lighting up as he looked me up and down.
I wasn't exactly sure what position he liked his women in, him being a top, but I didn't even bother to ask. I was really more curious about that stockade, you know, if women every let themselves get locked into it.
"Hey, is that stockade for real, I mean does anybody use it or is it just for show?" I innocently asked him.
"Oh yea, its pretty cool. Nice work whoever made it. Come over here and check this out. Are you into pain?" he said as he pulled off the wall and walked over to the stockade.
"No, Im not into pain. I was just curious about this contraption," I quickly replied.
As he lifted up the heavy wooden top, exposing the half holes on each side where you would insert your head and wrists, I crossed the room to him. This thing looked so ominous and scary. It looked like it was right out of the Middle Ages.
Showing me how it opened and how realistic it was, he just smiled at me and casually adjusted his jeans. It might have been my imagination, but it kind of looked like he had an erection, and a big one at that.
"You like it?" was all he said.
"Yea, I do, I wish I owned one, I would use it all the time," I replied.
"I bet you would. Well, try it out, I bet it feels really nice," Ron tested me.
"No thanks man, I don't think so," I replied again.
"Go ahead, there's nobody here but you and me. I'll hold it open for you," he offered.
Not to appear intimidated by his size, I stood in front of it and bent to the waist, while he held the top up for me. As I lowered my neck into the half circle, a chill went down my spine. I wished that I had a sexy woman that I could lock in here and fuck her pussy and ass as long as I wanted, I thought to myself. Pulling my neck out from the half circle, I stood and subconsciously felt myself arrange my own hardening cock in my jeans.
"Pretty cool huh, you like it?" he asked me.
"Yea I do, I could have a lot of fun with that," I quickly answered.
"Yea, the possibilities are endless, but you didn't even get the feel of it. Put your neck back in and put your wrists in this time," he smiled and challenged me.
As I bent again at the waist, and put my neck in the half circle, I also placed my wrists in the smaller half circles on the bottom bar of wood. The first thing that occurred to me was how primitive and realistic it was. It was so heavy and crude, that my imagination soared.
"Close your eyes for a second and imagine what it would be like to be locked in here," he spoke again.
As I closed my eyes, I imagined how a woman would look in the stockade, so vulnerable and exposed to anyone that came along. My cock was now full blown hard as I let my mind drift to all the sexy girls in my classes that I would like to lock in this contraption as my prisoner and fuck for as long as I wanted.
While my eyes were still shut in my fantasy, I felt my new friend close the top bar over my neck and wrists. My eyes snapped open as I suddenly felt myself trapped and realized that I was locked in place. As he snapped the locking iron mechanism on the side shut, I immediately panicked and started trying to pull out, but I was totally secured and locked into place. My hard on withered immediately as I realized he might try to rob me or worse.
"Come on dude, that's not funny, open that thing up and let me out," I demanded from him in my sternest voice.
"Awwww, chill out, you know you like it. This is a bottoms fantasy isn't it?" Rom laughed, stepping back and looking at me.
"Come on man, really, unlock me right now," I pleaded.
"I don't think so, you said you were a definite bottom and I'm definitely a top, so its your lucky night pretty boy. Don't worry, I'll do you right, you're going to love this. I'm going to fuck that sweet ass just like you dream of," he told me.
"Let me out, I'm not into that. Let me out or I'll scream," I hollered at him.
All of our commotion and noise had drawn a crowd now. I saw several of the older men that I had first noticed when I entered this room, had come to watch us. The two guys that had sucked me off and let me fuck their butts, had also entered the room and watched in anticipation of what might happen next.
I completely panicked as he took my left ankle and secured it to some shackles on the base of the stockade that I hadn't noticed before.
"You want some help with this one?" a guy in leather clothes asked my a*****or.
"Sure, everybody is welcome to this sweet meat, but I'm first," Ron demanded of the crowd.
As Ron secured my other ankle, the leather guy took a three foot strap of leather from a hook on the wall and wedged it between my lips. Pulling it tightly around the back of my head, he tied it in a knot which enabled me from speaking anymore. I feared the worst now, that maybe I was their prisoner to use sexually. I tried to scream but just the slightest noise, that sounded more like groans than words came out of my mouth.
I was now securely locked in the stockade by my wrists, ankles and neck. My mouth was gagged, preventing me from speaking, but I was still fully clothed. Again when I tried to protest, all that came out were incoherent moans and groans.
"Oh, I think this one likes it here. Listen to him groan for it," the leather dressed guy laughed.
As I pulled at my restraints, my eyes went around the room in front of me and I saw at least 3 strangers leering at me. The shadows cast on the walls from the guys behind me indicated another bigger group of guys already in the room. This was turning into a nightmare, surely they were joking and would let me go now. The clerk from downstairs must have heard all this commotion and would surely come to my rescue.
"You know, you're supposed to have him take his clothes off first," leather guy laughed again, "Do you mind?" .
The leather clad older guy, took a knife from his pocket and waited for my Ron to answer.
"Cut em off man, lets get this party started," Ron encouraged the guy.
The leather guy unbuckled my belt and unzipped my jeans. He then put the knife above the material directly over my ass crack. I felt my jeans start to tear as he sawed his way to the front zipper. Within seconds, my jeans were split from the crotch to the ass at the waist. One pant leg fell to my knee as they grabbed the material on both sides and pushed the pant legs down to my ankles.
He then cut slits on the sleeves off my shirt and made another slit down the back. Removing the scraps of my shirt that were left, I now stood in front of this crowd of strangers in just my underwear, shoes and bunched up pants legs around my ankles.
"And now gentleman and scoundrels, feast you eyes on the unveiling of tonight's party favors," the leather guy said as he cut away my underwear, completely exposing my ass to the crowd.
Everybody clapped their hands and cheered as my ass became completely exposed to them. I was sick to my stomach and sweating profusely as my Ron finally reached out and cupped my smooth bent over bare cheeks in his hands. As he ran his hands over my ass cheeks, I knew my ass hole was completely exposed and vulnerable to their view.
A couple of guys in front of me, boldly unzipped their pants and hauled out their erect cocks, watching me from a distance as they began masturbating. I knew then that this was going to be a long bad night and I regretted ever coming to this place now. I struggled to free my hands from the stockade, but I couldn't budge an inch as the crowd of men surrounded me.
Ron came and stood in front of me and said, "We are going to make this a night you will remember forever, buddy boy. This will definitely be a bottom's fantasy, you lucky bitch."
Ron grabbed a small square wooden platform from the corner of the room and pulled it over in front of me. The platform was about 3 foot by 3 foot, with a flat base and seemed very sturdily built. As everyone watched, he stepped and stood on the platform so it brought his crotch about face level with me.
"Look at what you get to start with faggot. You hit a home run tonight," Ron said as he pulled out what looked like a 12 inch hard cock.
Not only was it long and hard, but it was even thicker than my cock. The shaft was so long that it didn't even look real. In the dim light, I could tell the shaft was as hard as possible, standing straight away from his body. As he pumped it in his fist a few times, I noticed he couldn't even close his fingers around it.
Someone behind me in the crowd of men watching said, "Oh baby, that's going to break him in for sure. I feel sorry for that poor ass."
Ron held his shaft by the base and slapped it hard against my cheek while he just laughed aloud. It felt like I was being hit with a thick piece of rubber as it thudded against my cheek.
"Hope you're ready for my meat son. Don't worry, I know you're not into pain, I'll be real gentle with you, I promise," he assured me.
Ron got off the platform and went around behind me to my exposed ass cheeks. I felt some slippery lubricant being smeared into and around my cheeks and my puckered ass hole. He took his time, sticking first one and then two fingers in my asshole as everyone looked on. He was very gentle and it didn't really hurt that much, in fact after a couple of minutes, it started feeling kind of good. After a few more minutes of this, he seemed satisfied that he had prepared my ass for his inevitable invasion.
I couldn't believe that I was restrained in front of all these strangers, putting on a show for them, with my ass hole exposed and Ron ready to fuck me. The events that resulted in my being in this position were now a blur in my head.
As soon as I felt the pressure of his hard cock touch the entrance of my ass, I flinched up. My ass hole resisted, as the fat blunt tip of his cock tried to invade me at first. With more pressure from him, it finally jabbed in a few inches. The initial pain made my eyes open wide as I braced myself for his impending onslaught, completely restrained and immobile. My cock now hung limp between my legs, out of fear or pain, as Ron steadied his hands on my hips and started grinding it in deeper.
"This bitch belongs to me boys. However, you can do anything you want to him as long as you don't hurt him. My little bottom boy is not into pain. The line starts behind me or anybody can take the front," Ron directed the men.
I silently screamed on the inside, "I'm not gay. Let me out of this thing," as his cock ground deep into my ass hole.
The pain was not unbearable, it did hurt at first, but Ron was as gentle as possible like he promised. He pushed what felt like about 6 inches in my ass before he stopped and let me relax on it. As he stood behind me with his cock in my ass, the second guy that had sucked me and let me fuck his ass earlier, knelt in front of my secured legs. He took my limp cock in his mouth and softly started sucking on me. I couldn't help myself as my cock rose to his soft manipulations on my cock.
Ron started sliding back and forth, just grinding half of that thick cock in and out of my ass. I started relaxing on it and soon found myself involuntarily pushing my hips back to him. Soon my cock grew to its full 9 inches in the cock sucker's mouth, as Ron fed me a couple of more inches of his cock.
I couldn't believe that my ass didn't hurt, in fact the blow job combined with the stuffed grinding friction in my ass had me as horny as I had ever been. I liked being restrained in the stockade, it made me feel like I had no choice in the matter, like it was easier to accept a man's touch mentally. In my mind I somehow justified my willingness to put on a show for these men because I was a captive and not verbally consenting. I now totally relaxed on his cock, as I really felt that Ron was sincere and wouldn't let anything bad happen to me.
The leather clad guy jumped up on the platform stool in front of me. He unzipped his pants and pulled out a hard cock that was about 7 or 8 inches. He took head of his dick and painted my lips with his pre-cum while my head remained immobile and my mouth was still spread wide open by the strap in it.
Ron drove more of his cock into my ass, and with very little discomfort, I soon felt his hips touching my ass on his downstroke. His hands gripped my hips tightly as his stomach now slapped loudly against my ass in a steady rhythm. He grunted and moaned as I felt other strange hands start to squeeze my balls, rub my stomach and pinch my erect nipples. My ass was now totally relaxed and I couldn't believe that it felt so good.
All the sudden my ass muscles clamped down on his 12 inches and I just grunted behind my mouth gag. Something was happening inside my ass as he jammed in and out. The most pleasurable sensations just washed over my entire body and any previous signs of pain completely disappeared. The waves got stronger and stronger as he poked deep in and out of my willing ass hole now. I trembled and shook as my legs held firm, while Ron abused my ass hole and drove me past any point of recognition of myself.
After about 5 minutes, Ron shouted, "I'm cumming boy, take this load of mine up your sissy bottom ass."
I just let Ron take over and pound me hard. My cock erupted again and again into the guy's mouth kneeling between my legs. I alternated fucking into his mouth and spraying his throat, with pushing my ass back to Ron to match his thrusts in me.
As I felt his cock spasm deep in my ass, Ron held my hips as hard as he could and pounded into my tight butt. Right after the first spray, I could feel his cock glide so much more easily from the slippery lubricant that poured from his cock head. Ron must have shot a very heavy load up my ass, cause immediately after he came, I could feel the juice seep from around his imbedded cock start to drip down the back of my thigh.
I was totally spent as Ron withdrew and came around to my face. He motioned to the leather dressed guy to move out of the way and now stood directly in front of me. Smiling, he leaned over and removed the strap from my mouth.
"Did you like that boy, was I as good as you hoped?" he smiled at me.
"I can't believe I just did that," was my only response, as my ass now felt hungry and empty.
"Well, I knew you would. Now why don't you show me a little appreciation by sucking my cock for a while," he smiled at me while he patted my head.
Ron stepped up on the now vacant small platform in front of me and held his still hard cock up to my mouth. I had never had a cock before in my mouth, but I eagerly opened up and let him slide about 4 inches in. The strangers surrounding me still fondled my body, maybe a little tentative to do much else because Ron seemed to be running this show. However, after the cock sucker relinquished my somewhat softening cock from his mouth, a hand did immediately take his place and began stroking my semi erect cock.
"You don't mind if these guys get a little of that sweet ass, do you pretty boy?" Ron said to me as I nursed on his fat prick.
I couldn't answer with my mouth full of Ron's cock, but as he grabbed my ears and started pushing deeper into my throat, he nodded to these guys and they moved in like wolves on their prey. My ass was full again in a split second. The unseen guy behind me was nowhere as big as Ron, but his cock was more than adequate to calm my hungry ass. I guessed he was about 8 or 9 inches long and pretty thick as I felt him bottom out quickly and begin a steady rhythm.
Ron had now pierced my throat and was fucking at least 9 inches back and forth. The guy behind me was slowly sliding in and out of my ass while I felt someone sucking on my sensitive balls. In the darkness, I saw the flashes of a camera snapping pictures of the action behind me and then the clerk from downstairs appeared with a video camera.
"It's okay huh Ron?" the clerk spoke, apparently familiar with my new friend and asking permission to film me.
"Sure, get it on film, immortalize my new protégée. Just make sure you don't get my face in that film, just his body, okay?" Ron directed the clerk.
The camera lit up and started whirring as the clerk zoomed in and captured my ass and face being fucked with close up shots. For the next two hours, I was fucked and fed cock until I was too weak to stand. I swallowed so much cum that my usual alcohol induced appetite for munchies was sated. At least 9 guys fucked my ass and I gave head to at least 7 guys before I lost count. After God knows how long, my knees finally buckled and I sank to a limp stance, unable to support myself.
When it was all over, Ron helped me put on my scraps of clothes. The sun was barely coming up as he drove me back to the dormitory, promising to pick me up around noon that next day to retrieve my car. I gave him my phone number and stumbled from his car to a pretty isolated campus. With no shirt on, I scrambled to my room, trying to hold my split jeans around my waist before anyone saw me.
Ron showed up the next day as promised and drove me back to the Stockade parking lot. He made me suck his 12 inch cock throughout the entire drive in broad daylight. He would occasionally slow down or speed up when he got next to someone he wanted to show me off to.
Several times during the drive, he pulled my face out of his lap and presented me to female onlookers, exposing my face in his lap as we drove down the bright busy streets. He would get next to a truck and beep his horn until they looked in, and then pull my mouth off his cock while they watched. It was so embarrassing, the looks and smiles these girls gave me, but I would have done anything to get more of his cock and he knew it.
When we got to my car, he had me follow him to his house. Once we arrived, he restrained me to a make shift dungeon wall in his basement, and used me for several hours.
In the next couple of months, my grades completely bottomed out. I spent all my time with Ron and his friends, usually being the entertainment of his private home parties. I think he charges his friends money to come to his parties. I practically live at his house now and have quit school. We still go to the Stockade at least once a week, where I am locked into the stockade and used by Ron, his friends and whatever strangers are available. They have at least a dozen videos of me that regularly play on their wall.
The final straw had come when I brought Ron home for the Christmas break. I had told my parents I wanted to bring a friend home for the holidays and I guess they expected a woman. After seeing my grades and my relationship with Ron, my parents kind of freaked out. They tried to be polite, but when we slept in the same bed that night, the next day my father and I had a long talk.
I've been kind of disowned now, but Ron takes good care of me. My parents have long since quit paying my tuition and their monthly allowance checks have stopped. My mother still talks to me but my father won't, he thinks I'm crazy.
Ron is loaded financially, and all I have to do is take care of his 12 inches, entertain at his parties and keep the house clean. Ron said he is going to get me a job at the Stockade where I can make some pretty good money. I wonder what I'll be doing.
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