Diego

It was almost 9pm when I was just winding down for the day. My phone pinged, and sure enough, it was Diego, “faggot”, I replied, “yes Sir”, he replied “10”. I replied “yes Sir”. Like a bolt of lightning, I got myself up, ready, and out the door. This was the latest I’d ever been called for service. Suddenly, I began to feel very naughty!

So I drove over and parked. Things were especially quiet so I walked softly to Diego’s. I was about 15 min late and didn’t expect that to go unnoticed. I walked in very slowly. There was Diego, and his buddy (the one that used me last week), sitting on the sofa watching porn. Both in wifebeaters, both stroking and smoking. Neither one impressed with my arrival, as I was completely ignored. I stripped down to my jockstrap, and crawled over to Diego, and kneeled before him.

Suddenly, Diego removed his hand from his cock and slapped me so hard across the face my jaw almost dislocated. He did that several more times and yelled “you’re late faggot! You piece of shit! Then he punched me in the stomach and sat back down, “now open your mouth and take my dick!” He was full of rage. My cheeks and my stomach hurt, but I opened wide with tears streaming down my face. With Diego’s cock lodged down my throat, he pushed my head hard until his entire 9.5” were down my throat, cutting off my oxygen supply. My arms were flailing. I heard his buddy get up from the sofa and suddenly felt him grab my arms tightly behind my back and he cuffed my wrists, snapping them tightly. Holy shit, what the fuck did I walk into, and why was my cock straining so hard in the metal cage?

Diego removed his hand and I was gasping for breath. The dull pain in my stomach was no longer my main concern. Keeping up with Diego’s fury was my main concern. His cock covered in my phlegm, he pinched my nose and shoved his cock back inside, standing up and fucking my throat. After several minutes, he pushed my head off of him and threw me down.

His buddy grabbed my head and said “open that faggot mouth”, and he pinched my nose and my mouth opened, and he began an oral assault. The gurgling was loud, copious amounts of drool and phlegm, coating his entire cock, dripping down his balls and my chin. I thought I wouldn’t be able to speak for days the way they violated my throat.

As Diego’s buddy had a firm grip on my head, continuing to buck his hips wildly sending his dick deep in my oral cavity, Diego got behind me, kicked my back and said “show me that pussy faggot”. Somehow I managed to stay hooked on his buddy’s dick while bending over onto my knees with my ass up. My arms cuffed behind my back, Diego spit on his dick and jerked it, no spit on my hole. He spread my ass with his hands, aimed and fired. He was balls deep, and I almost bit his buddy’s dick off. Sharp pain shot through me, no lube, no warm up, and now I was spit roasted by two angry black studs while helplessly cuffed.

Diego smacked my ass hard causing my sphincter to tighten and I got tensed up. Diego smacked the back of my head, “ open that hole faggot”. I tried to relax and enjoy the rhythm of two very large cocks working in my holes. I stepped out of myself and just listened to the beat of being used. Suddenly, I got a huge endorphin rush knowing these bull studs chose me to fuck. Everything was alright.

And just when I was getting comfortable, Diego pulled out of my hole, smacked my ass again and commanded, “turn around faggot”, and I tried to keep steady as I lifted my face off the cock in front of me. I looked Diego in the eyes, he spit down on my face, backhanded me and said, “open that bitch mouth”. I guess I wasn’t fast enough because he pinched my nose again hard and shoved his dick inside. I could taste my ass on him. Meanwhile, his buddy spit into my hole a few times, and he entered my rear. Diego said, “that’s it faggot, take those dicks”, and those words inspired me to do better. I was moaning over Diego’s cock now giving it my very best attention and showcasing just how good a cocksucker I could be. He released his grip from my head and placed his hands on my shoulders, crying out, “oh that’s good faggot”.  

His buddy’s fingernails dug into my waist now, and like a fucking machine, he drilled inside me. Diego pulled out of my mouth, and he walked behind me. I felt his hands spread my ass open and he told his buddy, “yeah, rape my faggot’s pussy”, and his buddy fucked harder and harder until he grunted, blasting a huge load of sperm deep in my hole. His buddy pulled out and walked in front of me. Saying nothing, I knew I was expected to clean him off, which I was doing when Diego spread my ass wide and entered my cummy hole. It wasn’t long after Diego erupted his nut  deep inside.

I had been used hard. It was late, and I was not sure what would happen next. I heard the two men whispering something and Diego said “look at me faggot”. He spit into my face and he had my clothes and keys in his hands. He walked over to the living room window and dropped everything outside.

He walked out of the room while his buddy chuckled and uncuffed me. I shook my hands as my wrists were hurting. His buddy getting dressed looking to see what I’d do next. I got up, opened the door, and streaked down the hallway and outside. It was chilly out. My nipples got so hard they could cut glass. I heard the building door close and there was his buddy watching me as I searched for my keys. Luckily, I did find them, my jeans, and my shoes. My shirt was stuck on a bush, high and out of reach. As I put my pants on, his buddy walked away.

It was hot and at the same time humiliating to have his buddy watch me struggling to find my things. I got into the car, and took a deep breath. I did have bruises on my face, I did have a bruise on my stomach, I’m sure my ass would be a deep red or purple. They were rough. I still hadn’t said anything to test my vocal chords that were ripped to shreds. But I had 2 loads of cum swimming inside me from 2 bull studs. It was now way past 11:30, and time to go home.

Once home, I stripped naked, just the metal cock cage hanging from my genitalia, and I went to the restroom and washed my face. I’m not sure how I’m going to explain the bruises this time? I had had been smacked around pretty hard tonight. Turning around to see my ass, it was red and purple as I suspected. I was a little sore, but I didn’t mind as it reminded me of a few things. Firstly, I got what I deserved for being late. Secondly, that I am  just a  faggot that alphas have a right to abuse. And thirdly, being sore somehow made me feel good on the inside, knowing I have aloha cum breeding in me is satisfying.

I found a comfortable position in bed and drifted off to sleep.