Antwon was the one with the idea this time: 'You remember Markus, right?'
And Jamar's smile gleamed: 'The kinky bastard? Hell yeah.' As his dick started going hard.
'We should take this boy over to him, although I really would like to play a bit longer first.'
And then Greg lit up, and walked over to the wall of the weightroom: 'Look what we have here, guys,' as he sauntered back with our nylon jumpropes that were lying there on the floor.
Jamar laughed: 'I guess Markus will have to wait,' as he slapped my ass, and told me to lift my feet up around the benchpress bar.
As scared as I might have been, I involuntarily obeyed, as they then proceeded to tie my legs around the bar, slowly and deliberately, with Jamar grabbing my dick and balls and pulling them under the bar as they tied my legs down, so the weight of the bar rested on top of my dick and balls--the only things sticking out under the bar as my legs were tied over it, and as my hands were tied to the ends of the bar--me on my back, ass up, arms outstretched, and with all three of them seeming never to miss whacking my meat as they went from knot to knot, which of course had the effect of making me harden, and which of course then had the effect of compounding itself since the bench bar rested on top of my dick.
I didn't dare ask them not to hurt me, although I really had no idea--yet again--where this could go. Just when I thought they must be finished with tieing me down, Jamar grabbed my nuts and pulled, as Antwon whacked my hardened dick even harder from side to side, until Greg grabbed my throbbing base and told Antwon to just whack the head. 'Look at that damn piss slit, guys. You know Markus will use it big time.' As Greg then added both hands to holding my shaft while Antwon then just hit the head, throbbing harder than I could ever remember up to that point.
Jamar then told Antwon to stretch my balls while he took a few swipes, at the same time telling Greg to stretch as well as just grip me hard.
'Holy shyt, guys, look at this fucking cunt.' And with that Jamar started fingering my piss slit again, hitting it with one hand and prying it open with the other. 'And the fucker's ass is cooperating, guys,' as he slapped it until more seed leaked out, which he again smeared into my open slit. 'We really should be able to fuck this bitch's dick, guys--you know Markus does this shyt, right?' as Antwon smiled an evil smile and Greg laughed. 'You're one evifucker, man. He's lucky you like him.'
And then Jamar asked for one more rope, which he then wrapped around my nuts and my dick, as he watched my face, although I couldn't tell whether it was to make sure he was causing pain or make sure that I was ok, although as I finally couldn't help but wince he did look at me and silently mouthed 'I love you' as he tightened it about as hard as I thought I could bear. And I still can't tell whether that pissed me off or excited me, since I had never been so helpless in my entire life before.
So there I was, totally strapped to the bar, plus my dick and balls tied up, with my ass in the air, as Antwon took a pic and said 'I'm sending and calling.' Then he burst out laughing as what had to be Markus got on the phone as Antwon said 'Let me put this on the speaker.'
They all then laughed as Jamar said 'Think we might entice you, big guy?' and as Markus responded 'Why the hell am I not there already, you selfish bastards?'
They all then laughed even louder as Jamar told him he wanted him to think about how they could load my dick up with cum, and then asked what Markus' plans were for the night: 'My sling is here and I'm getting ready to rape that motherfucker already, you dumb bitch. Shyt. I've been wanting to fuck a real slut all week already. When you coming over?'
Jamar laughed even louder then, and told him to be patient. 'This is such a nice sight, dude. We're gonna dump in him a while longer and then we'll be over. That should give you time to get ready, right? We can let this bitch be our alcohol and drugs all night if you want. I totally own the boi. But seriously, I hear you should be able to figure out how to load his fuckin white tool up with out seed--so make sure you're ready. Give us an hour or two--ok?'
Then Markus laughed, a very horny evil laugh. 'Be careful, or Antwon may get me to bring my dog in on it, boy.'
And then the call ended, as Jamar told Greg to hold my mouth open so he could fuck it. As he then slid his hardening dick down my throat, with my head hanging over the bench just enough that he could work it in shockingly well, as I heard him tell Antwon to watch: 'I'm gonna surprise this bitch as my dick goes hard in his throat.'
With that Jamal pinched both my nipples and slowly worked his hardening dick all the way down my throat, then held it as his swelling dick gagged me. Then he pulled out just a bit to give me air, just long enough to then plunge in harder, as he commanded the other two to fuck my ass again.
I tried my best to stay with them, although it didn't really matter: they were going to use me however they wanted to. Greg stretched my mouth as far as it felt like he could, as he egged Jamar on to fuck my throat hard. Antwon plunged into my ass, whacking my hard dick back and forth as he abused my hole.
Then they all took turns, until each of them had shot both down my throat and in my ass, with my tits hard and red from pinching, and my dickhead even harder from their abuse, and my piss slit stretched about as much as I thought possible, as sore as it was from each of them biting it, and tugging on the rope tied just under my engorged dickhead.
Every time I thought I would pass out, Jamar whacked me somewhere, bringing me back, pissing in my face twice to help out, and rubbing cum in my eyes, my nose, my ears, everywhere, as all three studs fucked me with abandon, almost getting hornier after each shot, and with Antwon taking pictures on and off and sending them to Markus: 'I really want this fucker to be ready to use this boy once we've warmed him up. Lucky fucking slut.'
ron | 13 Sep 2011
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