Carjacked Hostage Jackoff

The two guys sat in the front seat of the car that they had stolen and puffed away on marijuana and sipping on beer. The night was humid and the air was both heavy and stagnant. The car was parked in a remote area off the interstate as they discussed ideas of what to now do.

In the rear seat, I was naked and bound. These two guys surprised me when I got back to my car and took the vehicle from the shopping mall. They drove to this remote spot and forced me to strip naked then put me in the back seat. My hands were zip-tied and taped behind me and my socks were balled up, stuffed in my mouth and duct taped over. Huge drops of sweat fell from my forehead and onto my bare chest. The auburn patch of pubic hair around my cock was sticky and matted with my balls even dripping sweat.

Realizing it was best to wait until dark, the two began to focus their attention to their bound hostage in the back seat – ME. They would have hours to abuse and have their way with me.

The two men left the front seats and joined me in the back, sitting on either side of me. One of them ripped away the duct tape, removed the socks and forced a can of beer to my quivering lips forcing me to drink it all before he stuffed the socks back into my mouth and securing again with duct tape.

I tried to shake off the effects of having drank the beer the beer to quickly but was immediately distracted by the feel of one of the men with a thick hand around my cock and the other rubbing my balls. My cock and balls were fair in size. Considering myself somewhat average at best, I was irresistible to the sex-starved car thieves who also had me captive.

“Nice chunk of meat here for a guy his age,” one remarked. “Wonder how long we can tease him before he shoots his load.”

“Hell,” the other replied. “He may not be young but I bet that he can empty his balls in no time!”

The thought of two men fondling my cock and talking of jacking me off in my own car was unimaginable. I wailed why disapproval through the gag but they only laughed and sipped more beer.

One of the guys slowly stroked the slowly swelling shaft of my cock while the other continued to fondle my balls. I felt a sickening feeling inside of me at the idea of my cock responding to the car thieving sadists. But after about six minutes I was rock hard, the veins throbbing and bloated and the head of my cock turning a deep purple.

“I think he really likes this shit,” the one stroking my cock harder groaned. My cock was now throbbing and pre-cum began to slowly leak from the head. As my cock was cupped and fondled, I could feel the orgasm brewing in my cum-laden balls whether I wanted to or not.

But just moments before I would have exploded jism they suddenly stopped. My cock was left swollen, twitchy and angry in denial of any release.

“You won’t cum until we want you to,” one growled. “We’re going to tease your cock until you can’t take it anymore and beg and plead with us to let you cum!” And they both laughed.

My head was slowly reeling from this as sweat poured from all the pores of my body. How long would I be able to last like this and what would happen if I shot my load to early. I screamed behind the gag but they both just laughed.

For over two hours these thieves used denial and tease tactics. They alternated sucking, stroking and fondling my cocks and balls but every time I was close to cumming they abruptly stopped. When the sadistic duo finally forced an orgasm from me, I shot thick globs of hot, white cum all over my sweat drenched body.

I fell across the seat exhausted with my cock dripping cum as the two thieves rose and each dropped their pants forcing me to suck their cocks. And when they did cum, they intentionally shot their loads over my sweat-lathered body.

They both eventually opened their respective doors and began to pull up their pants. “Maybe we should head back. We’ll leave him tied up in the back,” I overhead one say.

“Didn’t like the car anyway,” the other replied.

As they were getting ready to close the back doors, I pleaded something through my gag. The one closest to my head ripped the duct tape off and tossed my saliva-soaked socks to the floor of the car.

“Please, untie me first,” I begged. “I have to pee real bad. Please”

As they both howled with laughter the other reached in and grabbed my sticky cock in his hand. “You gotta piss,” he said as he aimed my dick at my chest, “You better do it now!”

I pleaded desperately but was finally forced to pee on myself. A steady stream of hot piss with some remnants of cum soaked my body and seat before finally subsiding. Then, my ankles and knees were bound, I was then hogtied, gagged and left there in the back seat as they took a forty-five minute ride back to another location. All the while, I silently hoped that no one would find my sweaty, pissy and cum covered bound body in the car.

After letting me free the car thieves fled into the woods. I dressed, drove home and quickly showered and cleaned up. For the next week, I stayed away from work and remained home – too ashamed and humiliated to tell the police about the car-jacking, abduction and abuse.