Gino
Gino was a maintenance worker at the hotel for about a week and he was grateful. He had gotten fired from his last job when he missed work after a night out drinking with buddies, and the boss had really made it difficult. Mr. Cheng the manager at this hotel though, said he was willing to give Gino a chance. He told him for a trial run he would have to work maintenance and clean the pool too since housekeeping staff was short. He agreed, happy to have employment.
Gino was 25, had wavy black hair, handsome features, wide dark brown eyes, and let his stubble grow out because women liked it. He was fit, had dark tan skin, and was looking forward to flirting with some hotel guests. He ran and did push ups occasionally, but was never a big musclehead. He noticed mostly men stayed there his first few days, and he only saw a few women around, mostly married to guests.
His fourth day he was cleaning the pool and he swore a group of older gay guys were eyeing him and talking to each other. It creeped him out a bit, and he just decided to ignore them. Eventually he was relieved when Mr. Cheng came by and told him he needed to come see him in the office. He came in, Cheng offered him a glass of water, and asked how he liked the job. Gino held the glass up to his full pink lips and raised his thick brows, "Well sir, it's going pretty good, it can be low key and I need that in my life, and the hours are good." Cheng nodded and got fuzzy, Gino felt light headed. Cheng got up and everything went black.
Gino was so groggy, he moaned and realized it was dark, and hot. He could feel sweet on his forehead. He heard muffled voices but couldn't see anything. Soon his confusion increased in intensity with a twinge of fear when became more aware and awake. He was in a weird position, his back was on something hard, his legs wouldn't extend, and his arms were shackled at his side onto either side of whatever he was laying on. He could make out a slight glowing mass in the distance below him, but couldn't perceive anything else. Did I pass out? Maybe I'm in a hospital, fuck did I have a stroke or something? Then he felt there was a some thick strap over his calves and thighs keeping them together. He strained his thighs trying to bring them together but they wouldn't move more than a few inches, he couldn't extend his legs or bring them together. He tried to speak but realized his mouth was already open, it felt like when he had gone to the dentist to fill a cavity. Then he realized something more concerning. He was stark naked.
The voices from outside wherever he was got closer and then there was a bright rectangle of light, then the room was illuminated as lights were turned on and a group of robed men walked in. It was the men from the pool earlier, who had been checking him out when he was cleaning. They were looking at him the same way now. And there were a lot of them.
In the light he realized where he was. It was the sauna, and he was restrained back up onto the block in front of the sauna stove containing the rocks, he always thought it was weird. A wooden block next to the stove a foot an a half wide and two and a half feet long with eye bolts in it along the sides. He hadn't given it much though, but now that we was restrained to it he was thinking about it much more.
He was on his back, a leather strap was tied tight around keeping his legs bent, then a cord looped around the straps and tied on either keeping his legs pulled to the sides. This exposed his tan ass and his juicy Italian cock, uncut and thick in his swarthy pubic bush. His arms were held down along the sides and tied tightly to eye bolts at the blocks sides as well. He pulled at them, muscles straining, but they were held tight. He was laid out on display, his beautiful young straight body sweating from the heat, slick and tan. He struggled as he still tried to gather what was going on. He tried again to speak, but couldn't bring his lips together. He was dental gagged and he just made unintelligible nonsense, unable bring his lips or teeth together. It was just breathy wet attempts at protest that the men were not inclined to care about.
They moved in, maybe eight of them, and immediately began feeling him up. An old perverted hand made it's was between his legs and cupped his genitals. Another ran up his side and pinched a nipple, he grunted in indignation. One began licking one of his feet, Gino tried to move it away but the strap and tie kept it to the side and all he could do was wiggle his toes. It was wet and gross, he began struggling more. "Oh good, a struggler, that's why I love it here, they're all fresh snatched and have fight in em" one said. Another grabbed his head and pulled it back by his hair, he looked up into a steely cruel stare, "He's fucking pretty. Look at that mouth. Alright we gotta get started, this one has me hard already." Gino was disgusted as he felt that the man wasn't lying, a hardening erection brushed against his ear.
"Alright, get the coin, let's dig in." Gino felt sick. What the fuck did that mean? A man took a coin, large and gold, and held it to Gino's mouth, "Lick it for luck bitch." Gino, feeling defiant in the face of a bunch of gay perverts, refused and kept his tongue in his mouth the best he could. Suddenly he felt a grip on his testicles, lightly squeezing. "Lick or Dan over there with twist your baby makers into mush." Helpless, the tongue was extended and licked the coin on the heads side the man was holding towards him. "Good bitch." Then he walked between his legs in front of the hot stones. "Well since he licked the heads side..." The men laughed, and Gino felt someone pull his ass apart. The man with the coin looked at Gino looking terrified back over his naked young body, and he thrust the coin in Gino's ass with two fingers.
Gino was humiliated, he felt the coin in his rectum, the man's fingers pushing past his tight ring. The coin was slid up against his anus and and then coaxed back down. He hated the feeling of a man violating him like that. "Let's flip, and have some fun."
What the fuck is this sick shit? Gino wriggled and tried to free himself and as he struggled he felt the familiar grip between his thighs. He relented. The man flipped the gold coin, it landed heads side up on the flat slick stomach of an increasingly desperate Gino. The man straddled Gino's chest, a thick hard on and swollen cock head greeted Gino. He turned away, but the man gripped his hair, aimed for the pretty boy's mouth, and thrust in. Gino tasted the salty sweaty cock moving along his tongue, he gagged, and the mand gyrated his old pubes right in that pretty face. Gino felt the coin land on his heaving abs as each man repeated the flip.
The man moved behind Gino's head and pulled his hair forcing his head back. Then he thrust in again, now able to go deeper. Gino felt the erection move past his tonsils down part of his throat. He gagged, his soft pink lips moving along the base of the shaft as the man fucked his face. His throat bulged out as he was fucked. The man's scrotum bounced off his head and he felt so much pressure in his head his eyes bulged a bit. He couldn't believe this was happening.
While the man fucked Gino's face, another older man with a fat erection get between his legs. Both tan hairy legs were forced bent to the sides, his cock bouncing as he gagged and choked down the current cock. The man between his legs reared reached down and finger fucked the boy, enjoying the warm tight promise of a straight virgin hole. Then he pressed his head against the tight bud, and thrust in.
Gino felt his ass being raped, throbbing pain as a rod probed his vulnerable ass. He tried to scream but it just made the cock he was taking down his throat harder, he coughed, he tried to clench and just heard the man fucking him make a satisfied sound. He felt saliva run down the side of his stubbled face. Fuck, he had made it feel better for him. The other men didn't sit idle, they twisted his nipples, played with his cock and balls, and made general sport out of their new straight toy.
He heard two men talking to the side, "Yeah, Cheng knew we liked Italian ones and sent a picture when this one was hired, said he would save him for us if we put down a deposit." Gino was disgusted, This is why Cheng hired me!? He felt a warm wet sensation up his anus as the man came inside him, then some relief as he pulled out. The feeling was short, as a new man took his place inside the straight ass, he felt pressure and was being fucked again. He choked as the man down his throat gushed, a salty bitter taste hit the back of his throat while the rest he choked down as he was dismounted.
He could see the old man fucking him, and gasped for breath after he swallowed desperately, knowing he wasn't close to finished. His body was hot from the steam of the sauna, he felt the next man run his fingers down his face and over his neck before he shoved in, making the boy gag again, sputtering over the new cock. He head thrust back into another crotch, filled with desperate regret. How was this happening?
That night saw all eight men mount Gino's vulnerable body. He was filled at both ends with their gooey loads, gaging and when the last man fucked him, the largest cock yet, he cried. A few days ago he was fucking a hook up after a night out and felt invulnerable, and now he was just a whore for these guys to use. One man when he was finished up his ass, began biting his nipples while the next men took their turn. Gino felt the wet lips on his nipple then the sting of a bite. The fucker was chewing on him. Another man decided it would be fun to tug his balls while he fucked him. Gino was horrified, they werent just fucking him, they were fucking him with no concern whatsoever what state he was in.
Once everyone was done, the straight stud was panting, tearstained, cum on his face and lips, dribbling wet spunk out his swollen hole. He was drenched in sweat, as were the men. All he smelled was sweat and sex in the heavy sauna air. He was bruised and every part of him was in pain, throbbing, or numb. He just stared at the ceiling, pink lips wet and quivering from their recent violation. He could still taste the cocks.
They all cleaned themselves and some kept feeling his body up. The one who had been the largest cock up his ass mused, "We paid a LOT and Cheng said no limits. So that means we can do whatever we want...right?" The others agreed. "Well, why stop having fun, we can torture him a little, right? He doesn't seem broken enough."
Jesus fuck, who are these sick fucks? I have to get out of here! Gino thrashed and bucked, horrified and freshly raped, he just wanted to escape. His muscles thighs tensed and pulled, he reared up and tugged harder at the ropes, arms muscled and tensing. He was no match for his predicament, he just thrashed and yelled while they grabbed some of the sauna rocks protecting themselves with wet towels, and got between his bucking legs. He yelled for help, desperate for anyone to come and save him.
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The pool was quiet, it was after hours and closed. The water placid and quiet, a smooth mirror reflecting the room. The screaming was muffled from the sauna walls, but an echo of the screams...then the shrieks echoed over an otherwise peaceful evening. Cheng watched on the monitors, Well, that was another one that wouldn't make it upstairs to the owners, but that video would more than make up for it. He used a seam ripper to remove the attached name "Gino" from the maintenance uniform, and dropped it in a bag with a pair of underwear and set it aside to give the group on their way out tomorrow. Another straight taken by the hotel...
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