I was overcome with emotion as Jamar leaned in to kiss Adrian, wondering what might come next.
Jamar had been nothing but loving. Adrian had been different than I had ever imagined. And I had surrendered like I never would have dreamed. And I knew Jamar was about to fuck me with his dick, covered with my own cum.
And then the kiss went a bit longer than I expected. Damn. Who would ever have guessed they would ever kiss. Let alone let it go on for longer than a second. And just as I thought Adrian was pulling out.
Adrian was almost protesting, as Jamar seemed to be heating up. His dick flipped up right in front of my face, even harder than it had been, as he grabbed Adrian's cheeks and pulled him in tighter.
Adrian's dick almost instantly went rock hard inside me. Jamar pulled back, almost laughing now. He seemed to be in so much control I was beginning to get scared. Then he stuck out his tongue and plunged it into Adrian's helpless mouth, then quickly pulled it out, laughing as he said 'you can't just believe this is about love, bro. Now fuck him.'
A drop of my own cum dribbled down Jamar's rockhard dick, right above my face. I was helplessly beneath both of them, as Adrian now laughed as Jamar grabbed both my asscheeks and spread my ass wider. His precum dripped right behind, as he ordered his little brother to open me up.
Fuckkkkkkkkkk.
Adrian impaled me. I lost my breath, even as I heard him slog in through my already cum-filled hole. And just as quickly he pulled out and rammed in again. Me panting, Adrian thrusting, Jamar coaching him second by second. 'That's my bro. Now breed the bitch for real.'
And almost as soon as it had begun Adrian started shooting again, and again. I felt so alone I started licking Jamar's balls, almost to help him remember I was there. I had gone from feeling like I was falling in love to feeling like I was nothing more than a body to be used. And to the extent I could think of anything, I was even feeling betrayed by my own body, which did nothing but tremble in Adrian's able hands, as he fucked me with abandon, constantly egged on by his older brother.
And then at least Adrian seemed spent, ramming me a bit less hard, allowing me to catch my breath a bit, his dick now softening. And Jamar just laughing.
As Adrian breathed harded and harder, my entire body seemed to rise and fall with his breath. I felt totally emasculated. And try as I might, I couldn't stop my ass from trying to tighten around his huge black pole, almost crying as he began to soften and slip out.
But Jamar hadn't even begun, no matter how much his dick was leaking precum down into my face.
And he didn't even miss a beat as Adrian's 9' softened dick began to slip out, my head spinning as his tone changed, with him firmly ordering Adrian to hold my ass up and make damn sure not a single drop of seed flowed out of me.
'Shit. Now hold these legs up and switch with me,' Jamar ordered, as Adrian seemed to turn almost as submissive as I had become. And I remained helpless putty under both of them, as Jamar moved around and poised to take me, with Adrian drained and dripping a bit, as Jamar made one last order for Adrian to keep his dick out of my mouth until he was properly buried in me.
'Now grab his ass and open it for me.'
With that, Adrian turned into the well-coached quarterback that he was, in the hands of a coach it was clear he would never disappoint. 'Get the cam, and take a picture of this fuckin hole. Damn.'
I was scared more than excited. Jamar's dick was huge. I was already sore from Adrian. And of course I wanted it. But I was so unsure what was driving Jamar anymore. Hoping so much he would be kind. But somehow also just wanting him to take me.
'Open your mouth, bitch.' Of course I obeyed, and he spit into my mouth. 'You piss-drinking whore. Now you're mine.'
And with that, with the two of them holding my legs wide apart, and my ass as open as they could, I gave up.
And as far as I can remember I must have blacked out at least momentarily.
Jamar was laughing loudly and lustfully. Adrian was going hard again, egging him on. And Jamar was praising Adrian for having opened me so well, as Adrian slapped me awake while Jamar demanded that I feel how much of his dick was still on its way inside me.
As he slowly continued to drive that last four inches in. And as I tried anything I could to keep from passing out again.
'Keep filming it, bro,' Jamar ordered. And he slowly and surely impaled me. Entirely, not caring at all how much I hurt or what would happen to me.
As he hit bottom his 'fuckkkk' gave it away. He was already creaming me. Even believing I was a pussy at that point made me feel like a man. And all Adrian got was an order to make sure he stayed in all the way. 'This bitch is mine. Forever.' And I panted as I felt my abused hole being fucked as if I were nothing more than a young cherry, Jamar himself surprised that he hadn't torn me more than he had as he so authoritatively took my ass.
'I don't care who's fucked him. We both know who owns him now,' he laughed, as he order Adrian to fuck my mouth, as Jamar leaned forward and pried my helpless mouth open.
I was both in heaven and in hell. I wanted SO badly to please both of these men. And I wanted SO badly not to lose my masculinity forever. But all I was was what they let me be. With cum in my gut, on my face, piss in my gut, cum leaking out my ass. And whatever else they wanted. I cried and tried to maintain some dignity. But it was gone.
And Jamar just kept fucking. Pulling out slow sometimes. Driving hard sometimes. Short stabs now and then. And the machine shot twice more before he calmed down. After he had made sure Adrian shot once again. Slopping his jizz down my throat, over my face, in my eyes. Not caring at all where it went. Just needing release.
And then it ended.
I had been called every name imaginable, I thought. I had been used like I would never have dreamed using anybody. My legs had gone in and out of charleyhorses, absolutely helpless. When they let go I couldn't let them down immediately.
And then Jamar broke. Laughing, then smiling, then slapping my sore ass HARD, with me having no force to do anything. And for my last humiliation it seemed he laughingly looked at Adrian and told him to give him something. And before I knew it he took what I would learn was a buttplug and plunged it in.
Then he leaned forward, smiling, and said 'Happy Birthday.' And whispered 'my bitch' as he kissed me.
I had no idea who I was anymore.
Bill | 20 Nov 2010
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