On a military base somewhere…
John Caine, face set in a hard mask, barked orders at the new recruits. The raw recruits were terrified of their imposing squad leader – his towering physique, muscular build, and ice-cold stare made it clear he wasn't someone to mess with.
Kevin poked his head around the corner of the barracks. "Captain Caine! Someone's here to see you. Says he's family. Told him to wait for you out on the parade ground."
John nodded curtly, instructed Kevin to take over drills, and headed out.
Approaching the designated meeting spot, John saw a familiar teenage figure waiting. As he got closer, recognizing Alex, John's face darkened instantly.
"Alex?! How the hell did you find me here?"
Alex smirked, offering a mock salute. "Asked Mr. Davis, of course. Your cousin is always so helpful to his favorite students."
John snorted. "And what 'family member' did you claim to be?"
Alex reached down, suggestively cupping his own crotch and thrusting his hips forward slightly. "Your husband, naturally! What, don't you remember the 'family jewels' that made you scream my name?"
Rage flared in John's eyes. He lunged forward, grabbing Alex by the shirtfront. "You little shit! Don't push me!"
Alex remained completely unfazed. "So many witnesses around, Captain. You really gonna assault me here? Piss me off, and I might just have to tell your buddies, maybe your CO, all about how you begged for my cock!"
John's face went pale, then flushed red again. He glanced around; other soldiers were definitely noticing the confrontation. He couldn't risk a scene, couldn't let Alex start spouting filth… He reluctantly released Alex, his voice dropping to a low growl. "What the fuck do you want?"
Alex leaned in close, grabbing John’s hand and pressing it firmly against his own hardening cock through his jeans. "See? Already getting hard for you. Don't you remember? Last time, in the car? You told me you wanted me to play with you again!"
Feeling the thick hardness pulsing against his palm, John felt a confusing wave of heat rise within him. The memories flooded back, unwanted but potent. He snatched his hand back as if burned. "Last time… that was the drugs you slipped me!"
Alex chuckled darkly, reaching out and giving John’s own groin a firm squeeze. "No drugs today, soldier boy. So why are you getting hard right now?"
John was speechless, his strong jaw tightening, a look of profound discomfort crossing his rugged features.
"Be a good boy and cooperate," Alex purred menacingly. "Or maybe everyone on base needs to hear about Captain Caine's dirty little secrets!"
John felt trapped, forced into silent compliance.
Later, after Kevin dismissed the recruits from their extended, grueling drill session (courtesy of Captain Caine's foul mood), he felt the urgent need to piss. He headed towards the latrine block near the training grounds.
Inside, Kevin quickly unzipped his pants. As he started relieving himself, he heard muffled sounds coming from one of the closed stalls at the end – low groans, rhythmic slapping noises. Kevin immediately perked up, curiosity piqued. He quickly finished his business, tucked himself back in, and crept closer to the occupied stall, pressing his ear against the thin metal door.
After a moment, another groan, deeper this time, strained, as if someone was trying desperately to hold back. Then more wet, slapping sounds.
Kevin listened intently. The voice… it sounded familiar. He couldn't resist. "Captain Caine? Sir, is that you in there?"
The sounds inside the stall stopped abruptly. After a tense pause, John Caine's deep, slightly breathless voice replied, "Kevin? What is it?"
It was the Captain! Kevin grinned, intrigued. "Whoa, Captain! Didn't know you were that backed up! Had to sneak off to the latrine for a quick jerk-off session?" Seeing the usually stoic Captain secretly whacking it in a toilet stall? This was gold!
"Kevin, watch your mouth! I wasn't…" John started, but his words were cut off by another loud slap, followed by the stall door rattling violently from the movement inside.
"Come on, Captain, don't be shy!" Kevin teased, emboldened. "I heard you going at it! Pretty loud in there, trying to let everyone know?"
"Nnngh… Kevin… Shut up… Just get out of here…"
Hearing that rough, masculine voice laced with such obvious pleasure… coming from his intimidating Captain… Kevin felt his own cock stir and harden rapidly in his pants. He reached down, rubbing himself through his uniform trousers. "Hey, we're all men here, Captain. Normal urges, right? Nothing to be ashamed of!"
The rhythmic slapping inside the stall intensified. Kevin let out a low whistle. "Damn, Captain, you're really going at it! Guess they don't call you the toughest guy on base for nothing!"
John's strained voice came again, tight with command. "Kevin! That's an order! Get out! Now!"
Kevin pouted slightly but knew better than to directly disobey an order, especially when the Captain sounded like that. "Alright, alright, Captain. Take your time… relax. I'm heading out." He adjusted the uncomfortable bulge in his pants and reluctantly left the latrine block, his mind racing with newfound, highly stimulating information about his squad leader.
Inside the latrine stall, Kevin’s formidable Captain Caine was completely naked, pressed against the filthy metal door. Far from showing disgust, his face was flushed a deep crimson, eyes squeezed shut, lips slightly parted, emitting low, enthralling moans. John’s powerful body was slightly arched, his large, muscular ass presented high, utterly vulnerable.
Behind him stood Alex, a cigarette dangling casually from his lips. His thick, dark cock was fully exposed, the massive head aimed at John's backside, occasionally thrusting shallowly. Even these small movements, given the sheer size of Alex’s cock, sent shivers through John’s body, eliciting choked moans.
"Fuck," Alex drawled around the cigarette, "that soldier boy out there was right. Your pussy grips so tight, almost snapped my dick off. What kind of fucking soldier gets this wet and needy just from some young guy fucking him?"
"Wasn't… It was you… Suddenly speeding up… fucking so deep… Made me cry out, that's why Kevin heard… ...nnngh…" John gasped.
"Still denying it?!" Alex sneered. "You were playing hard-to-get when I first walked in, but the second I pulled my cock out, you practically melted, dropped right to your knees to suck it! I shot a load down your throat, and you swallowed every drop like the good little whore you are. Clearly loved it, so why lie now?"
John couldn't stand the teasing anymore, the slow, shallow thrusts driving him crazy. He arched his back, pushing his ass back onto Alex’s cock, deliberately taking him deeper.
"Ah ah… Big cock… Fuck me… Feels so good… This slut-pussy hears Big Cock Daddy… can't resist… Wants Daddy to play with this horny pussy… Thank you, Daddy…"
Alex took a step forward, finally burying his entire length inside John. John’s ass was high and prominent; thankfully, Alex’s cock was long enough to reach deep inside, hitting that spot that made the tough soldier crumble.
"This big, slutty ass… total waste not having a man pounding it!" Alex grunted, slapping the firm muscle.
John moaned again, his hands coming up unconsciously to pinch and play with his own hardened nipples. "As long as Daddy likes it… This pussy works out every day… thinking about Daddy's big black cock… makes me train harder… To… to make it better for Daddy to play with…"
"Fuck, you're such a whore!" Alex growled, grinding deep inside John. "Putting on that tough act for the recruits just minutes ago, and now you're moaning and taking cock like a bitch in heat! Maybe I should drag those recruits in here right now. Let them see their precious Captain like this. Wonder if they'd still look at you with respect then, huh? Hahaha!"
"Nnngh… nnngh…" The image flashed in John's mind – the young recruits surrounding him, seeing him like this, maybe even joining in… A perverse thrill shot through him, making his powerful body tremble uncontrollably.
"See? Just the thought of getting gangbanged gets your pussy twitching! Fucking degenerate slut. Next time, I will bring some friends. Fuck you till you can't walk straight!"
"Mmm… No… Don't bring anyone else…" John's last shred of dignity fought back weakly.
"Fuck you! Still telling me what to do?!" Alex snarled, yanking his cock out abruptly. Slick trails of fluid glistened on John’s violated backside. "If you don't want it, fine!"
John gasped at the sudden emptiness. After weeks of enforced abstinence, finally getting a taste of that overwhelming pleasure again, only to have it ripped away… His ass felt raw, aching, desperate. He rocked his hips unconsciously, seeking the friction, the fullness that had just been there.
But Alex remained still, coldly pushing John’s large body away. He pulled up his pants, heading for the stall door.
Seeing Alex actually leaving, John panicked. Shame forgotten, he reached out, grabbing Alex's pant leg. "Don't… Don't go…"
Alex snorted contemptuously. He rattled off an address near Mark’s house. "You want more of this cock? Be there tomorrow. Otherwise, don't ever expect to feel it again." He kicked John’s hand away and swaggered out of the latrine block.
John collapsed onto the filthy stall floor, trembling and weak. After a long time, he slowly pulled himself together, adjusting his uniform, wiping his face, forcing his features back into the impassive mask of Captain Caine. No one seeing him now would ever guess that just moments ago, he’d been brutally fucked and utterly broken by a high school punk in a dirty toilet stall.
Walking back towards the barracks, exchanging curt nods with soldiers he passed, John fought against the lingering itch deep inside his ass. Alex’s words echoed in his mind. He knew what waited for him at that address – more humiliation, more degradation, likely not just Alex this time. Being stripped bare, exposed, used by multiple boys… The thought should have filled him with horror, but instead, his cock pulsed stubbornly against his uniform trousers, leaking more betraying wetness.
The next day, after a sleepless night spent wrestling with his pride and his horrifying desires, John found himself standing outside the motel Alex had named.
He'd come straight from an early morning drill, still dressed in his camouflage uniform. His tall, imposing figure and stern, handsome face drew respectful glances from passersby, none guessing the internal turmoil raging beneath the disciplined exterior.
John realized the motel was right next to Mark’s school. He scanned the area nervously, relieved not to see anyone he recognized, then took a deep breath and pushed through the motel entrance.
He found the room number Alex had given him. He hesitated for a long moment outside the door, then, gritting his teeth against the wave of self-disgust, he knocked.
The door opened a crack. A teenager, around Alex’s age, peered out. Seeing John in his uniform, the boy's eyes widened first in surprise, then lit up with crude excitement. He yelled back into the room, "Alex! Hey, man, that soldier dude you were talking about is here!"
As the door opened wider, the thick, rank smell of sex hit John full force, accompanied by the unmistakable wet, slapping sounds of fucking coming from inside. John tried to keep his face impassive, but he felt a hot flush creep up his neck.
Alex’s voice carried from within the room, smug and loud, "Told you! No muscle stud can resist getting his ass pounded! Once they get a taste, they're hooked!"
The boy holding the door looked John up and down again, a lewd grin spreading across his face. He opened the door wider, gesturing for John to enter the room reeking of stale sex and cheap air freshener.
Stepping inside, John was immediately confronted by a scene far more depraved than he could have imagined. Across the cheap motel room, besides Alex, was another tall, rough-looking teenager – Jake Riley. Between them, sprawled face down on the bed, was a muscular man, clearly larger and more developed than either of the teenagers, yet clearly well-developed himself. This man was currently naked, kneeling submissively on the bed. Alex stood beside the bed, one foot propped up, lazily fucking the man’s ass, a ring of white froth visible where their bodies joined, indicating they’d been at it for some time. The other teenager, Jake Riley, lounged half-reclined on the bed, one hand tangled in the kneeling man’s short hair as the man desperately sucked his cock.
Alex drawled lazily, still embedded deep inside the kneeling man, "This fucking slut just grips my cock, won't let go. Nathan, you play with him first."
The teenager beside John – Nathan – grinned excitedly. "Damn, fucking a soldier? This is gonna be hot!" He immediately began pawing at John, his hands roaming over John's uniform-clad chest. "Holy shit, these pecs are huge! And firm too. Better than tits!" Not satisfied with just touching, Nathan reached inside John's open camo jacket, finding his nipples and pinching them roughly.
"Nnngh…" John's large frame shuddered involuntarily. He tried to push Nathan’s hands away, but his drugged muscles felt weak, unresponsive.
Nathan grinned, pressing closer, grinding his own half-hard cock against John's ass through the rough fabric of his uniform pants. "Holy shit, guys, check this out! I'm just touching his tits, and his cock's already getting hard!"
John’s vision swam, his body flushed with unwanted arousal. Feeling the hard pressure against his backside, he felt a betraying warmth spread through him. His heart began to race, and his ass instinctively pressed back against the insistent bulge, seeking friction.
Nathan’s hand moved down, cupping John’s ass through the uniform pants. "Damn, not just big tits, but a fine ass too! Fuck, this is gonna be good!" He was practically vibrating with excitement, desperate to bury his aching cock inside.
John instinctively reached back to stop him, his hand accidentally brushing against Nathan's thick erection straining against his jeans. "Big… so big…" he murmured unconsciously.
Nathan chuckled, leaning closer to John’s ear, his voice a low, suggestive whisper. "Even bigger than Alex's, soldier boy. Wanna give it a try?"
John let out a cold snort, trying to maintain some semblance of control, but his hand lingered, almost caressing the hard length through the denim.
Nathan continued his seduction. "Just touching isn't any fun, though. Gotta taste it to really appreciate it. How about you get down on your knees and show Daddy how much you want it?" He gestured towards the floor with a jerk of his head.
John struggled briefly, then, his face flushed with a mixture of shame and unwilling arousal, knelt obediently before the teenager, his handsome face level with Nathan's crotch. The pungent smell of sweat and arousal filled his nostrils. Before he could fully process the humiliation, Nathan impatiently yanked his boxers down, revealing a thick, long, dark cock, the tip glistening with precum.
Without giving John a chance to react, Nathan shoved his cock into John's mouth. John gasped, instinctively closing his lips around the thick shaft, beginning to suck.
"Holy fuck… this slutty mouth feels amazing…" Nathan groaned, his entire body tensing with the unexpected pleasure.
Alex, still fucking the kneeling man relentlessly, glanced over and added, "Taught him how to deepthroat earlier. He was all shy and hesitant at first, but last time, he almost made me cum just from sucking my cock! Definitely been practicing! Hahaha!"
Nathan grinned, even more aroused. "Damn, practicing cocksucking skills in the military? This guy's a natural born cocksucker! Alright, open wide, soldier boy. Let's see what you got!" Nathan thrust his hips forward, forcing his entire length deep into John’s throat.
"Mmmph… mmm… No…" John tried to pull away, pushing weakly at Nathan’s shoulders, but his drugged body was unresponsive. He could only gag helplessly as Nathan’s thick cock invaded his mouth and throat.
"Fuck yeah! This is fucking awesome!" Nathan groaned, his entire cock disappearing inside John's mouth, John's face pressed into his thick pubic hair.
"Holy shit, this feels so good!" Nathan squeezed his eyes shut, gripping John's head tightly, ignoring John's muffled protests and struggles. The rough hair tickled John's face. He closed his eyes, surrendering to the violation.
After nearly half an hour of deepthroating, Nathan finally pulled back with a satisfied sigh. John coughed and sputtered, gasping for breath, his face smeared with Nathan’s precum, looking utterly debauched.
Before John could recover, Nathan shoved his cock back into his mouth and began thrusting his hips rhythmically, fucking John's mouth like a tight hole.
"Fuck… this feels so good… Ahh… Damn, you suck so good… using your tongue, licking, everything… Alex, you're a fucking genius! Turned this stone-cold soldier into a total cocksucking whore!"
Nathan grabbed his phone, aiming it at John’s face. "Look at me!" he commanded.
John, still taking Nathan's relentless pounding, opened his eyes, his gaze meeting Nathan’s. His usually sharp, focused eyes were now clouded with lust and the effects of the drugs.
Nathan grinned, filming. "Damn, look at that face. Those eyes. Fucking gorgeous!" He slapped John’s face hard twice. "Too bad such a handsome, tough guy turned out to be a cock-hungry slut who can't live without a dick in his mouth!"
The casual insult, coming from a teenager barely old enough to shave, stung John’s pride. A flicker of anger flashed in his eyes, but he didn't pull away from the cock still filling his mouth. His own cock, hard and throbbing, pressed insistently against his belly.
Seeing the conflict in John’s eyes only excited Nathan more. He tossed his phone aside and fucked John's mouth harder and faster, finally roaring as he came, emptying his load deep inside John's throat.
Jake sneered, watching. "Weak, Nathan. Cumming already? That all you got?" He grabbed his own cock, slapping it playfully against John’s cheek. "Look at me. Been sucking cock all this time, and I'm still hard."
Nathan, letting John dutifully lick the cum from his still-throbbing cock, bristled at the taunt. "Fuck you, Jake. Try it yourself and see how long you last! I've been holding back for a month, this is just round one!" He kicked John roughly, sending him sprawling onto the floor. "Alright, soldier boy, strip. Get on the bed. Face down, ass up for Daddy!"
Kicked roughly to the floor by Nathan, John felt a surge of fury. But the teenager's crude words, combined with the relentless itch now tormenting his ass, extinguished any thought of resistance. He shamefully stripped off his camouflage uniform and boxers, then climbed onto the bed beside the other muscular man who was still being relentlessly used by Alex and Jake.
This man, also powerfully built, wore a blindfold, his hands tied behind his back. His tongue lolled out like an exhausted dog's, and his large ass bucked rhythmically as Alex continued to pound into him. His strong body was flushed red, marked by the teenagers' rough handling, and his non-stop moans indicated he was utterly spent, completely lost in the depraved scene.
John stared at the explicit threesome, his own asshole throbbing with an unbearable itch. A strange, disturbing feeling, almost like jealousy, stirred within him as he watched the other man being so thoroughly used.
Nathan walked over to John, planting a foot squarely on his firm ass cheek. "Sucks cock like a champ," he sneered. "Wonder if that pussy knows how to take cock just as good?" He rubbed his foot suggestively against John's ass, then experimentally poked his big toe against John’s wet, puckered entrance.
"Nnngh…" John buried his face in the cheap motel pillow, whimpering softly.
"Fuck, did you just try to suck my toe? Dripping wet for it too! Fucking whore!" Nathan kicked him again, harder this time, sending John tumbling off the edge of the bed onto the floor. "Thought you could get a sneaky taste, huh?!"
John endured the humiliation silently, pulling himself back onto the bed and repositioning himself face down, his ass instinctively tilting upwards again.
Seeing the perfect, powerful body submitting so completely beneath him filled Nathan with an exhilarating sense of power. He stepped closer, planting his foot firmly on the back of John’s head, forcing his face down into the mattress, establishing dominance.
"Tell me yourself, slut," Nathan demanded, his voice harsh. "You want my big cock playing with that tight hole? Huh? Want Daddy to scratch that itch for you?"
As a decorated soldier, John had never experienced such degradation. Being physically overpowered and humiliated by a teenager… Yet beneath the burning shame and anger, something else stirred within him, something dark and awakening. His body felt numb, tingling, his empty asshole aching with a desperate need to be filled. He couldn't stop the words from escaping.
"Want… want Daddy's big cock… inside my ass…"
"Fuck yeah! Acting all high and mighty before? Wouldn't even look at me? Now you're groveling at my feet, begging for it?!"
"Nnngh… Before… whore was wrong… Didn't know Daddy's cock was so big… so thick… Knew just looking it would fuck good… So whore… couldn't resist… needs Daddy's big cock to scratch the itch…"
Hearing John’s filthy submission made Nathan’s cock pulse even harder. He didn't say anything more, just maintained his position, foot planted firmly on John’s head, shifted his hips, aligned his massive cock with John’s slick, waiting hole, and thrust deep inside.
"Fuck yeah! Time to show this whore who's boss!"
Nathan pounded into John’s ass roughly a dozen times. "How's that feel, slut? My cock feel good?"
"Feels so good… Daddy’s cock is so big… Stretching my pussy…" John’s body bucked and jerked beneath Nathan, his head still pinned beneath Nathan's foot, completely dominated, utterly at the teenager's mercy.
"Fuck, offering that ass up just like that! What a whore! You really love getting fucked by a man's cock, don't you, slut?" Nathan sneered.
"Yes… In the army… think about it every day… Want a big cock fucking me…"
"Plenty of guys in the army, aren't there? Not enough for you to play with?"
"No… They're… my men… Can't…"
"Oh, you're a big, important Captain now? Too good for them? Guess I'm too scared to fuck you anymore!" Nathan made a show of pulling his cock out.
John panicked, reaching back instinctively to grab Nathan's leg. "No… don't pull out… This pussy is for you to play with… No matter what… I still want… Daddy's big cock inside… Do whatever you want…"
Nathan slammed back into him, his voice laced with cruel amusement. "You said it yourself, slut. From now on, whenever I want to fuck you, you're available?"
"Yes… I'll obey, Daddy… Big cock can do whatever… As long as it fucks my pussy raw…"
Nathan grinned, turning towards Alex and Jake. "See? Doesn't matter how tough they act, my cock breaks them all!"
Alex rolled his eyes. "Like you could've done that without me softening him up first." He winked at Jake, then slapped the blindfolded man's ass. "Alright, time for a change of scenery. Let these two whores get acquainted."
Jake, catching Alex's meaning, grinned wickedly. They pulled the blindfolded man roughly to a kneeling position, facing John. Alex, continuing to relentlessly pound into the man’s ass, reached over and ripped the blindfold away.
Mark Davis, lost in the haze of pleasure Alex's big cock was giving him, blinked as the world suddenly came into focus. He looked up at the powerful, dark-skinned man kneeling before him. Recognition slammed into him like a physical blow. "John… John Caine?! What are you doing—"
Mark stared in disbelief. His cousin, the man he'd always admired and respected, was naked, his wrists bound behind him by Jake Riley, his mouth stretched around Jake's thick cock, his usually stern features contorted in a mask of desperate pleasure. His dark skin was flushed red, slick with sweat, his own cock leaking steadily, his round ass cheeks rippling with each thrust of Alex’s cock, a white froth visible where their bodies joined.
John Caine, lost in the pleasure of Alex’s relentless fucking, suddenly heard Mark’s familiar voice. His eyes snapped open, meeting Mark’s shocked gaze. Panic surged through him – being seen like this, by family, spread open and used… The shame was unbearable. His own cock twitched violently, spurting thick ropes of cum onto his stomach.
"Hahaha! Look at the slut!" Alex roared, pointing at John. "Gets caught getting fucked by his cousin, and it makes him cum! Seeing your little cousin watch you get used like a whore turns you on, doesn't it, soldier boy?!"
John shook his head frantically, panic in his eyes. "No… it's not… I didn't…" He tried to cover his face, but Nathan pinned his arms. "Mark… Don't… Don't look at me… It's not what you think… ah ah…!"
Before he could say more, Nathan, seemingly enraged by the interruption, slammed into him with renewed fury, slapping John’s ass hard with each thrust. "Fuck you! Ashamed now, are you?! Moaning like a bitch just moments ago! Thought you owned this cock?! Put on a good show for your cousin!"
Alex, still buried deep inside Mark, whispered in his ear, "Surprised to see Captain Caine here? Been wanting to get my hands on him since I first saw him. Nice little family reunion, isn't it?"
Mark gasped, struggling for breath between Alex's thrusts. "Alex… How could you… do this to John… ah ah…"
"If your precious cousin was so strong-willed, how could I? Face it, you two are both the same – muscle-bound sluts, just cock-hungry bitches who can't live without a man's dick!" Alex sneered. "What, you don't want me fucking you anymore now?"
Mark felt Alex begin to withdraw and instantly forgot about his cousin, panic seizing him. "No… Daddy Alex… Don't pull out… My pussy needs big cock… Please, Daddies, fuck my pussy… Do whatever you want…"
Alex pinched Mark’s swollen nipples hard. "What about your precious cousin, huh?"
"Ah ah… Big cock going deeper… Feels so good… John… Let Daddy play with you too… Daddy's cock feels amazing… John will like it too…"
Alex laughed harshly. "All you muscle studs, acting so tough, but the second you see a real cock, your pussies get wet, right?!"
John, still being relentlessly pounded by Nathan, tried to maintain some shred of dignity in front of his cousin. "Mark… Why… Why are you here…"
Jake Riley, now free, rubbed his own thick cock against John’s face. "Your cousin's been my bitch for ages! Fucked him raw plenty of times! Tell him yourself, slut," Jake ordered Mark. "Tell your precious cousin how we use you!"
Mark’s eyes glazed over again. "Yes… John… Before… Daddy Alex drugged me… Then… fucked my ass in my own shower… At first… I was angry… But… then… Daddy Alex and Daddy Jake… played with me at school… Felt… good… Big cock fucking me… felt amazing… Liked it… Built my muscles… so Daddies' big cocks feel better… I'm addicted to big cock now… John… Doesn't it feel good… getting fucked by big cock…"
Jake shoved his cock back into Mark’s mouth. "Good answer. Reward for being a good whore."
Mark mumbled around Jake's cock, "Mmm… Thank you… Thank you, Daddy Jake… Daddy's cock tastes so good… Whore pussy loves it…"
Nathan was panting heavily now, his whole body pressed against John's back, his cock pounding relentlessly into John's ass. He leaned close to John's ear. "Ah… Fuck… Gonna cum… Does it feel good? Your cousin takes it even better than this. You two really are a pair of fucking whores…"
John's head was yanked back by his hair, held fast by Nathan. Low whimpers escaped his lips. "Nnngh… Mark… I'm not… You too…? They drugged you, right…? Ah! Fuck… Cock's too big… Fucks so good… Nnngh… Tearing my pussy apart…"
Alex deliberately taunted Mark, "Hey, slut-pussy? Your cousin says you only act like this 'cause you're drugged?"
Mark, having been used relentlessly by all three boys for over an hour, was completely gone, lost in a haze of raw sensation. He screamed back, his voice hoarse, "No! Whore wants it! No drugs needed! My asshole… only remembers Daddies' big cocks now… My pussy lives to be Daddies' fuckhole… Use it however you want… Shoot your loads wherever you want…"
Alex slapped Mark’s ass hard twice. "Then you explain it to your precious cousin!"
Mark trembled, then managed to push himself up slightly, turning his head towards John. "John… Maybe… maybe we should both service the Daddies together… Get seeded every day… Feels so good…"
Nathan picked up his pace again, pulling his slick cock almost completely out before slamming back in with brutal force, nearly pitching John forward off the bed.
"Yes… Mark… We… together… Let them fuck us… I want it too… You've been fucked so much… Must… feel amazing…"
Hearing the two muscular men, cousin and brother-in-law, begging and submitting so filthily, made the three teenagers roar with laughter.
"Hahaha! Finally broke these two bitches! Now we can fuck whichever one we want, whenever we want! Awesome!"
"Fuck yeah! Maybe we should lock these two sluts up somewhere. Come home every day, make 'em take turns servicing us. One sucks, one gets fucked!"
Jake kicked John lightly. "How about it, soldier boy? Wanna be locked up with your cousin? Drink cum and piss every day?!"
"Want… Want to suck cock every day… Mmm…" John saw Jake's cock swinging near his face and instinctively lunged forward, latching onto it, sucking greedily. "So good… Big cock tastes so good… My pussy loves it…"
Jake didn't hesitate, grabbing John's head and fucking his mouth hard. "Fucking slut! Your own cock is useless, huh? Just want to suck other men's dicks! All those muscles for nothing! Fucking waste!"
After fucking John's mouth for a while, Alex got another idea. "Nathan, get off him!" He slapped Mark’s ass. "Crawl forward." A moment later, John and Mark were face to face on the bed.
"Rare family reunion," Alex sneered. "Shouldn't you two get… reacquainted?"
"Holy shit! They're making out!" Jake exclaimed, watching as the two cousins, driven by drugs and raw instinct, began kissing desperately. "Rubbing their tits together! Grinding their cocks!"
John and Mark clung to each other, oblivious to anything but the overwhelming sensations. Behind each of them, a thick cock was buried deep inside their ravaged holes. Fucked completely limp, drained of all strength and resistance, they could only lean against each other for support, two broken men lost in a degrading tableau orchestrated by the teenagers who now owned them completely.
After another round of brutal fucking, Mark and John were roughly shoved back onto their stomachs on the bed, lying side-by-side, panting and twitching.
"Alright, guys," Alex asked casually, surveying the two broken men, "which one of these whores fucks better?"
Jake Riley straddled Mark's back, grinding his groin against Mark's ass. "Gotta say, this one's still my favorite," he declared, slapping Mark's ass cheek. "Ass is rounder, softer. Fucks like a dream. And he's totally broken now, take him any way you want! Right, slut?"
"Mmm… Thank you, Daddy Jake, for the compliment…" Mark mumbled deliriously. "I'll try harder… to make Daddy feel even better… nnngh… Hitting the spot again… Daddy Jake is so good…"
Alex pressed his own cock against the cleft of John's dark, muscular ass cheeks. "Captain Caine here's pretty damn good too, though. Nice tight pussy, great muscles, lots of resistance! Almost more than my big cock can handle!"
John felt Alex's thick cock rubbing against his ass but not entering. He reached back desperately, spreading his own cheeks, exposing his ravaged hole, still leaking fluids. His deep voice was raw and pleading. "Please… Daddy Alex… Put your cock inside now… My pussy itches so bad… I can't stand it…"
Alex laughed cruelly, rubbing his cockhead against the opening a few more times before finally thrusting in deep. "Turning a cocky soldier boy into a whimpering bitch begging for cock under me… Definitely satisfying!"
Nathan stood before the two kneeling men. Before he could even say anything, both Mark and John lunged forward simultaneously, their faces flushed, eyes glazed with desperate need. Tongues darted out, eagerly licking Nathan’s cock clean of the fluids smeared on it. Within moments, it was gleaming.
"Ahhh… fuck yeah… Two muscle studs fighting over my cock… This is fucking hot…" Nathan grabbed his shaft, slapping it lightly against both their faces. "My cock taste good, sluts?"
Mark and John stared intently at Nathan's swinging cock, their eyes filled with raw hunger.
"Good… Daddy's cock is so big and dark… Tastes amazing… Never get tired of sucking it…" Mark opened his mouth wide again, latching onto the thick head, tongue swirling inside the slit.
"Mmm… Balls taste good too…" John mumbled, lowering his head again, taking Nathan's heavy sacs into his mouth.
"Fuck… you filthy whores suck so good…" Serviced simultaneously by both men, Nathan quickly felt himself nearing climax again. "Want Daddy's cum?!"
Mark and John responded in unison, their voices thick with need, "Yes… Please, Daddy, shoot in this whore's mouth…" They tilted their heads back, mouths wide open like hungry birds, waiting eagerly to be fed.
"Ahhh… Want my cum? Then take it, whores!!" Nathan aimed his cock between their eager faces and began to shoot, spraying his load back and forth across both their faces, mouths, and chests until he was completely drained. Mark and John’s faces were masked in Nathan’s thick semen.
"Fuck yeah… These big asses fuck so good… Got you two totally addicted, haven't I?! Bet you can't even get hard anymore without a big cock fucking you raw! Useless fucking muscle sluts!" Alex and Jake launched into another brutal round of fucking, pounding relentlessly into the two broken men. "Gonna cum soon… Gonna breed these fucking whores till they break…"
Mark and John, mouths still full of Nathan’s cum, could only manage choked, muffled sounds. "Ah… Please… Daddies… Shoot your cum… deep inside our pussies…"
Jake snarled, "Fuck!! Hear the word 'cum' and your pussies clamp down tight! So fucking desperate for it, huh? Wouldn't even let a woman get knocked up this easy!!"
Alex and Jake fucked them mercilessly, driving Mark and John into mindless, moaning heaps.
"Ah… Daddy's cum… so hot… filling up my pussy… love it…"
"Fuck… this tight ass grips so hard, almost made me cum again," Jake grunted, finally finishing but leaving his cock buried deep inside Mark’s ravaged hole.
Alex pulled his slick cock out and shoved it into John’s waiting mouth. John obediently began licking it clean. Alex lit a cigarette, taking a long, satisfied drag. "Damn, you two are prime fucking meat. The cousin’s been fucked countless times, and his pussy's still tight. The soldier boy looks tough, but his hole grips even tighter! Hahaha! Gonna have fun with these two from now on!"
After a short break, Alex walked over and kicked both men lightly on the ass. "Alright! Break time's over! Change positions! Let's play some more!"
Two hours later, Alex, Jake, and Nathan finally swaggered out of the motel room, leaving Mark and John collapsed on the ruined bed, their bodies smeared with sweat, spit, cum, and piss. From this day forward, the two cousins were nothing more than fuckholes and cum dumps for Alex and his friends.
