I just couldn't resist.

Walking home from the bar where I bar tended one night, I saw a bunch of college students dressed in black hoodies and black pants with black scarves covering their mouths, carrying a guy down the street.  I watched as the began stripping his clothes off.  They saw me and smiled, putting their finger to their mouth as if to say, "Don't tell."  I watched as the tied him up on a pole by the soon to be busy street.  I was disappointed they left his underwear on especially since it looked like a swim suit.

Suddenly I recognized the guy.  It was Max, a true ass hole.  He'd bullied me all the way through school.  He didn't pay any attention to me.  He was busy trying to get loose, but that wasn't going to happen.  The guys made sure he was well bound.  I wandered on down the street.  I got home but kept thinking about Max tied to that pole.  I just couldn't resist the temptation to make his ordeal even more horrifying to him.  He'd made my high school years miserable.  

I looked around the house and found a navy blue hoody.  I knew in the darkness, it would look black.  I put on black pants and the hoody and big dark sunglasses.  I had on a black t-shirt and pulled it over my head to make a mask.  I grabbed a pair of scissors, a tube of Ben Gay a butt plug a trick left at my house and headed down the street.  Some of the bar patrons had come by and were harassing him, but they staggered on.  

I cooly walked up to him.  He was trying to cuss me out.  He really got excited when I pulled out the scissors and started cutting his underwear off.  I have to say, his dick was nice and he really had a pretty pair of ball.  I looked up and down the street and saw no one.  So I sucked his dick a little.  That had him so pissed off  he shook.  I covered my mouth and pulled out the butt plug and Ben Gay.  I squirted a big globe of the cream on his dick, all the way from the base to the tip.  Then I massaged it in.  I pulled back the long foreskin and rubbed it all over the head.  

He started getting hard.  He began screaming into the duct tape that covered his mouth.  I coated his balls and all around his crotch.  Then I put a thick coating on the butt plug.  I shoved one then two then three fingers up his ass to loosen him up.  I manged to hold him open with my fingers and push the plug in without loosing the globe of cream I'd out at the tip of the plug.  His face was as red as his balls.  Sweat poured down.  He cursed and screamed.  I could see him trying to push the plug out, but it was a big one and he couldn't get it to come out without help as slick as it was.  

I stepped back and looked at my handy work.  The burning sensation must have started cooling because he wasn't fighting enough.  My hands were coated with the hot cream.  They burned a little between the fingers.  I added more cream  and shoved my hands into his pits.  Then I massaged some on his face.  His eye watered and his nose ran.  All he could do is blow his nose all over himself to breath.  I sat back and watched him cry and blow snot.  I stayed long enough to make sure he wasn't going to suffocate.  

I saw shadows coming.  Far down the street.  I gathered my stuff and hid in the alley across the street.  I smiled watching his hard cock bobbing around as he struggled.  The shadows approached.  It was two couples and they were very drunk.  The girls went crazy playing with Max's dick until the got Ben Gay all over their hands.  The guys pissed on his feet and up his legs as high as they could.  They even got up on the wall he was standing on and pissed up his body.  One noticed the butt plug.  They spent the next ten minutes harassing Max.  One kept poking the end of the plug.  I feared he might pull it out, but he was just poking it.

Finally on of the girls rubbed her eye and the cream made it burn.  She started screaming and they left.  Morning light started brightening the area so I strolled home.  I got home and washed my hands a dozen times cursing myself for not wearing gloves.  I got horny thinking about what I'd done and Max tied up as rush hour started.  I grabbed my lube and started jacking off.  I could still feel a tingle of the Ben Gay.  That little bit felt good, but I could imagine how the amount I slathered on him felt.  I got curious and mixed a tiny bit with my lube and stuck a finger up my ass.  Whoa, that was exciting.  I almost felt sorry for Max.

Days later, I was sitting in the food court at the Mall when three guys came up to me.  "Your the guy that walked by when we were stringing up Max." one said.  I smiled and nodded.  "Are you the one that finished the job for us?" He asked.

I just smiled.  "Brilliant, fucking brilliant." He said and high fived me.  The others did to.

"What ever happened to him?" I asked. 

"The cops found him and called the house to make us take him down. Of course we denied we'd done it.  Some where along the way they found that thing up his ass.  They made a real spectacle of it.  They put gloves on and pulled it out.  Max got a boner while they were trying to get it out.  It kept slipping out of their hands.  All the cops were laughing. We were all laughing.  Max was crying.  He said it was the stuff you put on him.  Max blamed us and reported us for hazing.  We still denied it and they searched our rooms and couldn't find the black hoodies or anything else to connect us.  Max was told it was probably just some guys getting retribution for the things he'd done to them.  He still walks funny."  The guys laughed.

"Well, it was retribution.  I was in high school when I first ran into him.  He was an ass.  I guess he still hasn't out grown it." I said.

"He has now.  He's the quietest guy in college.  All the pictures on the internet have made him the laughing stock of the whole campus." The guy said.

"Who posted pictures?" I asked.

"Us, the cops though they deny it, and some students walking by.  One picture had to be from a cop because it looking right up his ass while the cop was trying to pull the butt plug out.  It shows Max's hard dick." The guy said.  

Another guy said, "We had to take him back to campus, but were were in my pickup.  We made him ride in the back.  He curled up naked.  I drove sloooooooow.  He spent nearly and hour in the showers when we got to the house. "  

"I'll bet.  That shit doesn't wash off completely." I said.

"Yeah and when he got in the hot shower, he found out it burns again." he said.

"Well let me know when you're going to string up the next guy.  That was fun." I joked.

"Won't be anytime soon.  They're really watching us." The guys laughed.  They left but I saw Max some time later.  He acted like we'd been friends in high school.  I was cool but cordial.  He was very friendly.  Maybe it just takes a little fire to make bullies behave.

I woke up to big hairy nuts in my mouth.

I'd just started a new job and was sent out of town with a co-worker for a convention and training.  My co-worker, Irvin, wasn't there for the training, just the convention.  We got to the hotel and were told our company didn't add me to the reservations.  The hotel was full accept for a suite with with only one king size bed.  I didn't care, but I wasn't sure how Irvin felt about it.  They gave it to us for the same price as a smaller room.

The first day was full of convention activities in the morning.  Then I went to training for the rest of the day.  Irvin was free to do what he wanted.  By the time I got back to my room, it was late and Irvin wasn't there.  I was beat, and went straight to bed.  

I never even thought about the fact I was sleeping with another guy.  I stripped down and got in bed, naked as usual.  I was sound asleep by the time Irvin came in.  I woke up and saw immediately that he was drunk.  He staggered around getting undressed and when he was finally naked, he stumbled into the bathroom for a shower.  That seemed to sober him up some.  He came out and put on a pair of boxers.  He crawled into bed beside me.  

"Sorry for waking you." He said in his quiet deep voice.

"No problem" I returned.

Irvin was a big man, I'm kinda small.  Standing side by side, My mouth is even with his nipples.  He took up two thirds of the bed.  We turned away from each other and went right to sleep.  Some time during the night I woke up facing him.  He was facing me.  Our faces were only a couple inches apart.  I stared at his big beautiful, masculine face.   His skin was smooth with a fair amount of stubble and a goatee.  "What a handsome guy." I thought.  One of his big arms was under his pillow and the other was in front of his chest.  My chest was touching it.  My arm was on top of it.  I felt awkwardly aroused, so I quickly eased away from him and rolled over.  Morning came too soon.

We got ready and went to breakfast.  The second day was much like the first.  I got in and found Irvin out again.  I watched some television and was just about to go to bed when Irvin came in.  He'd had a couple drinks but wasn't drunk.  We talked about the day while he undressed and went to the shower.  When he came out, he didn't bother putting anything on.  He crawled in bed naked.  We watched television and chatted for a short while and went to sleep.

The third day was our last.  There was no training, just the convention that started late in the morning.  We could sleep in a while.  During the night, I woke up with Irvin back to back, butt to butt with me.  His big hairy ass felt good against my baby smooth butt.  I guess I must have moved some because he pulled away from me, but turned to lay in his back.  That put his shoulder against my back.  I pretended to be asleep.  His hand slid off his hip and ended up between his body and my butt.  I wondered if he was awake and sneaking a feel or asleep and it was just an accidental touch.  I lay fantasizing about what could be until I drifted off to sleep.

I woke up to big hairy nuts in my mouth.  My arms were pinned over my head.  He'd pinched my nose to make me open my mouth.  I panicked at first, but looking up at his smile calmed my fears and I began enjoying him.  His smell excited my brain cells like a microwave.  His big cock lay on my face.  It dribbled slick clear lube into my hair.  I wanted it in my mouth, but I was more than willing to take what he gave me.  His balls and crotch were sweaty and getting sweatier.  I could feel his ass rubbing my chest.  It began to get slick with sweat.  He hairs of his ass felt so good.  

Finally, He lifted up and aimed his cock at my tonsils.  I couldn't help but smile as he eased it teasingly in and out just a tiny bit.  I tasted his lube.  I licked the head like a lollipop.  I tried to raise my head and take his cock, but he'd pull away.  Finally, he gave it to me.  He worked it in and out of my mouth until he realized I was able to take as much of it as he would give me.  Then he began face fucking me like he was trying to see how much I could handle.  Suddenly he pulled out and leaned back.  His cock bobbed up and down over my face.  A small amount of cum escaped but I caught it.  I was surprised at how thick it was.  

He finally relaxed enough to let me suck it again.  He was ready for something else.  He moved up on the bed and sat down over my face.  His wet ass covered my face.  I licked and nibbled his perineum.  His balls covered my eyes.  I almost had to struggle to breath.  I didn't care.  He reached back and grabbed my cock.  I groaned as his big hand squeezed my shaft.

He rolled off me and grabbed my legs.  Standing at the side of the bed, he lifted me by my ankles and turned me around.  He wrapped his arms around my waist and stuck his face in my crack.  I sucked his cock.  We both made a lot of sex sounds.  Then he started wetting my hole.  I knew what was coming.  He put me down on the bed face up.  He swung my legs high over my head and went back to work on my hole.  Then he lowered my legs and pointed the head of his cock at my hole.  "I've a virgin back there." I warned. 

"Jack pot" he said smiling.  He rolled me over and took me from behind.  He was expertly gentle and the pain was minimal.  I soon started to enjoy his thick long shaft sliding in and out of me.  He gave me the full length, all the way in and all the way out.  Each time he pulled all the way out, I anticipated it coming back and opened myself to welcome it. He picked up speed.  It started becoming painful.  He slammed in and out faster and faster.  His hips made slapping sounds as they crashed into my ass.  Sweat poured off our bodies.  The hollows of his groin started making slurping noises against my smooth butt cheeks.

All of a sudden he grabbed me and carried me around the room.  He fucked me in every corner, in front of the window on the coffee table and finally on the sofa.  He held me held me down like he thought I'd try to escape.   "I love you sweet little ass." he rumbled.  His low voice sounded even lower that ever.  

He grabbed my waist.  He sat down on the sofa holding me to his groin.  His big hands nearly reached all the way around my waist.  He moved me up and down like a masturbation device.  He let out a roar and I could feel his thick load shooting into my bowels.  I grabbed my dick and started to jack off.  He finished filling my colon with his load and threw me down on the sofa.  He rolled over and took my cock in his mouth.  He grabbed my legs with one hand and put the other under my back.  I started to shoot.  He madly sucked my load while pulling me up around his head.  He kept sucking after I was spent until I was jerking uncontrollably.  He let me go and spent the next ten minutes licking my body like he wanted every drop of sweat on it.

I was exhausted.  I thought it was over, but then he rolled me over and buried his face in my crack again.  His cum had leaked out some,  he sucked out the rest.  I though it was gross.  Then I thought it was cool.  All the while, I loved it.  Satisfied he'd gotten all he could, he licked my back until I was squirming so much he gave in and stopped.  We looked at the clock.  We had only minutes to clean up and get to breakfast.

At the restaurant, he asked me if I was in a relationship.  I told him I wasn't.  "Wanna be?" he asked.

"Oh hell yeah." I said knowing I sounded too enthusiastic.   Irvin leaned across the table and kissed me quickly on the lips.  Then we noticed the waiter standing beside us waiting to take our orders.  He raised an eyebrow.  We ordered and ate.  The waiter came back to the table with our bill.  Irvin opened it and smiled.  He turned it to me.  It read, "This one's on me.  Good luck."  We left him a big tip and scurried of to the convention.  As we entered I wondered if anyone saw us kiss and what their reaction would be.  Heads turned our way.  There were mostly smiles, some covering of mouths and whispering.  Irvin took my hand as we found our way to our table.  The speaker found a way to work in a warning about PDA in the workplace.  He was smiling a crooked smile and looked our way.

I still hold my lover's hand when ever I want, accept at work.

Really dude, you like that funk?

Buster and Butch had just played football with their buddies and come in their apartment to clean up.  Buster stripped off the second they got in the apartment.  Butch had to help him peel off his sweaty t-shirt.  The two had been best friends since their freshman year in high school.  Butch was the quiet one.  Shy and very modest, the was in stark contrast to Buster, the wild, always happy and energetic show off.  He had plenty to show off.  

As bold and out there as he was, he had a soft spot for the timid guys, especially Butch.  When they first met, Butch was a skinny little punk who got harassed by the bullies.  Buster took him under his wing and got him started working out and in no time Butch was as much a stud as Buster and they'd become inseparable. People teased them about being gay, but no one seriously thought they were.  Buster took the teasing well, but it made Butch cringe and withdraw.  When they were alone together, Buster loved to tease Butch.  He'd wrestle with him and tickle him.  Butch would laugh and play along, but he always got quiet afterward.

This day, Buster had a little extra energy and he was going to spend it on Butch.  After Butch helped him get out of his shirt, Buster dropped his shorts and jock.  He grabbed the jock and started chasing Butch around, trying to mash it in his face.  Butch struggle to keep it away though he really wanted it in his face.  Buster got Butch down and was sitting on Butch's chest.  Butch was so busy trying to keep the wet jock out of his face he hardly realized Buster's cock was touching his neck.  When he did, he reacted by pushing Buster back so hard, Buster fell against a table, knocking it over.

"What the hell dude?" Buster asked, rubbing his head.

"I'm sorry....sorry." Butch said.  Butch curled up in a fetal position.  

"God, I was just playing with you." Buster said.

"I know, I'm sorry." Butch said.

"You never acted like that before.  What's got you so worked up?" Buster asked.  He looked at his hand and saw blood.  "Damn!"  Butch saw the blood and rushed to his friend.  

"Oh geezus man, I'm sorry." He said taking Buster head in his hands and inspecting the damage.  

"I'll live dude.  Don't go all mushy me.  What set you off anyway.  We do this shit all the time." Buster asked.

Butch sat on the floor beside him and stared at his feet.  He had so much to say to Buster, but he didn't want to loose the best friend he'd ever had.

"I'm gay." Butch finally said barely loud enough for Buster to hear.

"I figured that out a long time ago, buddy.  That's why it's so fun to tease you." Buster said.

"You knew?" Butch asked

"Dude, you've gone on one date with a girl in the five years we've known each other." Butch said.

"Yeah, I tried it but females just don't do it for me." Butch said.

"So what is it about dudes that does?" Buster asked.

"Everything! Muscles, body hair, smells, tastes and of course the obvious cock and balls." Butch said, still not looking at up.

"Muscles and hair I can understand.  I look at guys bodies, but  smells and tastes?  Man, I must really have you worked up right now, cuz I reek." Butch said wiping the sweat running down his side from hit pit.

"That's  why I got freaked out.  You always smell so good.  When you got on top of me and your dick touched my neck it was too much.  I couldn't handle it." Butch said.

"Sooo, you want me.  You like my sexy body.  Wanna suck me?" Buster teased and climbed on top of Butch.  "Here, I'll give you a taste."  He grabbed Butch's head and mashed it it to his chest.  He figured Butch would fight him, but instead, he licked Buster's pec. and sucked his nipple.  Buster laughed and rolled off him.  "That tickles." he said rubbing his nipple.  Butch leaned on his elbow looking down at his buddy's face.  He'd often stared at Buster's face when he was asleep.  They slept in the same bed for a long time while they saved money to buy more furniture.  He looked more sexy than ever.

Buster looked up at Butch's face and smiled. "What would you do if I let you?" he asked.

"I'd do so much you'd freak out and kick me out." Butch said.

"Why would I do that?  If I don't like what you're doing I'd tell you.  You'd stop." Buster said.

"Sure, but we'd never be the same." Butch said.

"So.  Don't all relationships evolve." Buster said.

"Relationship?  We've got a relationship?" Butch asked.

"Sure, what do you call it?  We live together.  We do everything together.  Yeah it's a relationship." Buster said.

"It can't evolve the way I'd have it evolve." Butch said.

"Who says?" Buster asked.

"I'd want us to make love, have sex.  You can't do that for me." Butch said.

"I can't do much for you there, but I do love you you know." Buster said.

"You do?" Butch asked.  Buster slid his arm under Butch's body and pulled him close.  

"Yeah man, I love you.  I don't wanna fuck you, but I love you." he said frankly.

"You wouldn't have to do anything for me.  Just letting me please you would give me all I need." Butch said.

"Mmmm, sounds good to me.  Hell you can blow me anytime.  My dicks always ready for that."  Buster said, trying to lighten the mood.

"I'll suck your dick if you let me do what ever I want to the rest of you.  Except fuck your butt.  I'd like to do that to but I don't expect you to go for that." Butch said boldly.

"Would you want to kiss me?" Buster asked, making a funny face.

"I've wanted to kiss you for five years." Butch said.

"Really? I guess I could try it." Buster said.

"I've kissed you, you know." Butch said.

"When?" Buster asked.

"One night when we'd been partying you got in bed with me.  It was right after we got all the furniture.  You were so drunk you forgot you had your own bed.  You laid your head on my chest passed out.  I held you for a long time.  Then I rolled you over and kissed you." Butch confessed.

"Did I kiss you back?" Buster asked.

"You did." Butch said.  "I thought you woke up.  I got scared and ran out of the room.  You didn't move so I went back and carried you into your room and put you to bed.  I snuck another kiss."

"Did I kiss you back that time?" Buster asked.  He was smiling.

"Yeah, you even wrapped your arms around me and wouldn't let me go.  I almost took advantage of you, but I got scared you'd wake up and remember in the morning." Butch said.

"Maybe you should have.  You can now you know." Buster said.

"Huh?" Butch said.

"I should get a shower, but you can do what ever you want.  I doubt I can do anything for you, but I'm all yours." Buster said. 

"No, don't shower.  I want you just like you are." Butch said leaning down and licking Buster's sweaty nipple.  He pushed Buster's arm up and dove right into his wet pit.  He hummed as he tasted the man he'd wanted for so long. 

"You really like that funk?" Buster asked.

"Oh yeah" Butch said quickly.  He licked at Buster's pits like a hungry dog.  He licked all of Buster's body, down to his knees.  Then the rolled him over and licked the other side.  They rolled around on the floor for a long time.  Butch explored, tasted and worshiped Buster's body till Buster got a boner.  Butch sucked till Buster was ready to cum, but he stopped and turned his attention to Buster's balls.  Buster let out a groan, but soon was back in ecstasy as Butch spread his legs and licked him in places he'd never imagined someone would lick.  Butch noticed Buster's balls begin to draw up and quickly took his dick into his mouth. Buster lurched and blew his load into Butch's mouth.  

Butch whimpered as he finally got the treasure he'd so long desired.  He wrapped his strong arms around Buster's legs and back and pulled them together around his head as Buster finished shooting his load.  Buster had put on a new coating of sweat and Butch felt it all over his face.

Butch's cock was so hard it hurt.  He let go of Buster and rolled over on his back.  He was about to reach for his cock when Buster lifted him and pulled him between his legs.  Buster pushed his shorts and jock down with Butch's help and grabbed Butch's cock.  "Geezus you're hard.  It only took a few seconds for Butch to shoot his load over his shoulder and right into Buster's face.  Buster laughed and kept pumping Butch's cock until Butch was spent and grabbed his hand to make him stop.

Butch dropped his head back.  Buster took him by the chin with his cum coated hand and pulled their mouths together.  A ribbon of Butch's cum ran down Buster's face from his eyebrow to his chin.  It crossed over his mouth so when they kissed, they both tasted Butch's cum.  When Buster let go of Butch's face he pulled back with a big grin.  "Never tasted another dude's cum before." he said.

"You've tasted your own?" Butch asked.

"I suck my own dick sometimes." Buster said.

"So you're a cocksucker to." Butch said playfully.

"I guess so buddy. I guess so."

Keith forgot he'd invited Dwayne over to study.

When Dwayne got there, he went right in like he'd always done.  Keith was sitting in the living room with a magazine in one hand and his cock in the other.  

"Whoa dude, what are we studying, sex ed?" Dwayne said.  Keith didn't know if he should cover himself or the magazine.  He tried to cover both.  He grabbed a sofa pillow and mashed it into his lap while trying to shove the magazine into the cushions.

Dwayne went over and pulled the magazine out of his hand.  "Bi Adventures,  That looks interesting. Where'd you find this?" he said sitting down on the sofa right next to and usually close to Keith.

"It's my brother's.  He got a ton of this stuff." Keith said nervously trying to scoot over.  There wasn't anywhere to scoot.  His naked body was right against Dwayne's clothes.  He'd never felt so naked and vulnerable.  Dwayne thumbed through the magazine looking at the sex scenes between two guys and one girl.  One shot peeked his interest.  One man was sucking the other while the girl ate his ass.

"Wow, look how far that guy's cock is in his mouth, and that's a big ass cock." Dwayne said.  "You ever done anything like this?"

"What, suck cock?" Keith said defensively. 

"Just had sex with a guy and a girl, or with the girl with another guy there" Dwayne explained.

"Once, Howey and I got blow jobs from a girl once after football practice." Keith confessed.

"Cool, I've never done it.  It would be fun though.  Wanna call a girl over since you're already naked and horny?" Dwayne asked in his usual exuberant way.

"Naw, I've kinda lost the mood."  Keith said.

"I haven't, I've been dressed up for my brother's wedding rehearsal all day.  I'm ready to get naked wild." Dwayne said, grabbing Keith by the ribs and tickling him mercilessly.  Keith was very ticklish and Dwayne had learned just how to get him.  Keith laughed and struggled.  The sofa pillow went flying and his semi hard cock flopped all around.  Dwayne's hands moved up and down Keith's body.  Keith turned and Dwayne got a handful of Keith's manhood.  He didn't flinch.  He kept on tickling.  Soon, he was sitting on top of Keith.  His clothes felt awesome against Keith's naked body.  

Keith's naked skin felt awesome to Dwayne's hands.  Keith had just eaten and began feeling like he was about the throw up.  Dwayne realized it and stopped tickling him.  He still sat on Keith's thighs but his hands were resting on Keith's belly.  One touched the tip of Keith's dick.  Dwayne didn't move it away.  Keith's dick began to respond to the light touch.  Soon it was fully hard and had scooted up into Dwayne's palm.

Dwayne smiled and gave it a squeeze.  He could feel it Keith's responsive flexing.  Dwayne began stroking Keith's dick with one hand and exploring his body with the other.  Keith opened his mouth wide and took short deep breaths.  He saw the tent growing in his buddy's dress pants.  He reached for it.  

After several minutes of squeezing and teasing. Keith asked, "You wanna fuck me?"  

"Yeah, since the first time I saw you in the locker room I've wanted your ass." Dwayne said.

"Cool, Since you're using my porn, I get to watch." Came another voice from the doorway.  It was Keith's stunningly hot big brother.  He wasn't supposed to be in until tomorrow.

"Fuck!" Keith yelled trying to get out from under Dwayne.  But then he saw his brother already had his pants and underwear down to his knees, his shirt open and his hand on his huge cock.  "How long have 

you been there?" Keith asked.

"Since the tickling started.  Hell I wish I'd known you were so ticklish." Kyle said.

"You did enough damage the little you were around." Keith said kind of bitterly.

"So you gonna fuck or not?" Kyle asked.

"We'll work up to it." Dwayne said.

"In the mean time, I'll put my stuff in my room." Kyle said, pulling his pants up and buttoning them but leaving his cock and balls out.  He left the room.

"Your folks aren't coming home next are they?" Dwayne asked.

"No, they're gone on a cruise for the whole week." Keith said.  Dwayne got off of Keith.  Their cocks had gone limp, but when Keith stood up in front of Dwayne, Dwayne took him by the hips and started sucking him.

"I don't know about doing this with Kyle here." Keith said.

"Forget him.  I want you cock then you ass." Dwayne ordered.  Soon Keith had forgotten Kyle and was enjoying the blowjob he was getting.  Dwayne moved to his balls then soon he spun Keith around and planted his face in Keith's ass.  Keith forgot all about Kyle then.  Dwayne was warning his ass up for what was to come.

Kyle decided he'd messed thing up by popping in on his baby brother so he didn't go back to the living room.  He wasn't about to miss his little brother getting fucked by a hot stud though.  He went into their Dad's office.  It had a glass door adjoining the living room.  They never used it so it had plants in front of it.  Still he could watch everything and duck back in time if they looked in his direction.  He felt like a dirty old man in an arcade, but he was determine to see.

Dwayne gave Keith's ass a good licking, then he started to take off his clothes.  "No, don't take your clothes off.  I know it's kinky, but I like being naked with you clothed."  Keith begged.  Dwayne smiled and unzipped his pants.  He pulled his cock out and lubed it up.  "Wait, I need a condom." Dwayne said.

"Ever fucked  or been fucked before?" Keith asked.

"No." Dwayne said.  Kyle rolled his eyes, hearing that.  "Two virgins" he thought.

"Me either.  In fact, that blow job with Howey was the only sex I've ever had other than jacking off."

"I haven't even gotten that." Dwayne confessed.  "Just circle jerk and lie sessions with the guys."

Dwayne slowly, carefully eased his stiff teenage dick into his best buddies tight virgin ass.  Keith struggle to take it, but he was determine.  Soon Dwayne was moving in and out of his ass with smooth even strokes.  Keith was in ecstasy.  He reached back and grabbed Dwayne's belt on either side.  He pulled Dwayne deeper into his ass.  They worked it, doggy style for a while, then Keith sat Dwayne down and climbed on top.  He rode Dwayne's cock like a bronc.  Suddenly Keith grabbed his cock and in two strokes, started blowing his load all over Dwayne's dress shirt.  Some his Dwayne in the mouth.  That set Dwayne off and he released his load into Keith's ass.  

Keith kept riding Dwayne's cock, till he started going soft.  Keith kissed his own cum off of Dwayne's lips.  They heard a grunt from the office.  They looked and saw Kyle's face as he was shooting his load into his t-shirt.  He knew better than to blow his load on the office's Persian rug.  "Kyle you fucker.  You were watching us the whole time."

"Fuck yeah.  I'm not going to miss a hot virgin fuck." Kyle said from the other room.  He picked up his shorts and walked around to the living room.  "Damn you two could be porn stars.  That was hot."

That wasn't all the fun they had while Kyle was home.  The boys discovered they liked an audience.  They didn't become porn stars, or did they?

How long you going to stand there staring at me?

I wasn't staring at you.

Yes you were.  You like what you see?

Fuck off.  You aren't all that.

Sure wouldn't know it by the way you look at me all the time.  

God, you're so full of yourself.

Not really.  I'm too skinny, no body hair. My legs are too long.

That's not true.  You've got a great build.  Not like a body builder, but like a swimmer.

So you do look at me.

Okay, I look at you.  That doesn't mean anything.

Too bad.  I was hoping you wanted me.

HUH?

I was hoping you'd invite me into your room and lock the door.

You were?

Yeah, I was hoping you'd lock the door and rip my shorts off, then throw me down on your bed and suck me off.

Oh I see.  You wanted the little fag to give you a blow job.

Yeah, then you could flip my legs up in the air and fuck me like a twenty dollar whore.

(Stunned silence)

Well?

Ah,,,,,ah,,,,well,,,,,Get you skinny ass in here!

Yes Sir!

I walked around the corner and saw bare feet, then bare legs.

My heart began to pound so hard I could hear it. "Oh please, oh please, oh please." I thought.  Then I wondered if I'd said that out loud. I stopped at the top of his thighs. I took a breath and took one more step.

Beautiful soft dark hairs surrounded luscious globes and anchored a short soft shaft topped by a pink mushroom head.

I had to stop again and gather my restraint. Does he know I'm here? Does he want me to see him naked? Does he know how much I want him? He must. I try to hide my lust for him. I can't hide my love.

Wait, that's my bed! He's on my bed, naked! Oh my God, he's looking at me.

He's smiling. Thank God he's smiling. He's holding his hands out to me. I go to him. He spreads his legs and I stand between them looking down at the soft fur on his chest. It dribbles down to his crotch like the yellow brick road I follow it, but I close my eyes before they reach their goal.

He's put his hands on my hips and is pulling me to him. He closes his eyes and puts his cheek to my body and wraps his arms around my hips. I run my hands through his dark wild hair. It's so soft.  He looks up at me. His eyes are like a puppy’s, big, dark, wanting. I lean over and kiss his fore head.  He puts his hand on the back of my neck and pulls me to his lips. My knees shake. I can hardly take a breath. His lips open and he breathes into my mouth. I suck in his exhale.

My tears drop onto his face. He smiles and kisses away the next ones before they fall. My knees give out. I drop to the floor between his legs. I put my cheek to his chest and sob with joy.  Soon, he pulls me up on the bed and lays beside me, holding me, kissing me. He opens my shirt and kisses me all over my torso. He sits me up and pulls my shirt off. He shoves me back down and takes off my shoes and socks. He presses his hands to my legs and rubs them hard from my knees to my crotch. He undoes my belt, the button and lowers the zipper. He pulls my pants off. They drag my boxers down with them but they break free before exposing my excitement. Again he rubs my legs and grabs my boxers.

Now I'm as naked as he is. I can't hide my lust this time. He's just standing between my feet, looking at me. He shows no lust for me. His Mona Lisa smile makes my head spin with questions. I wish he'd say something. No don't talk. It might ruin the moment. The silence gives us freedom to let our minds talk.

Oh God when is he going to move. He's just standing there looking at me. It's only been a second, but it feels like and hour. Finally, he moves. What's he doing? He walks around the bed and pulls back the covers. He takes my hand and turns me, laying my head on the pillow. He walks around the bed again and pulls the covers back on that side. He lays beside me.

We face each other he snuggles up to my body. I have to reposition my excitement. He still shows none. We kiss some more, long, wet sensual kisses.

"Is this okay for now?" He whispers.

"Of course" I relent. We kiss some more and fall asleep, his head on my chest.

Who's jock you sniffin' bro?

Paul had missed a lot of basketball practice because of problems at home.  It was really showing in his game.  Mr. Deeks, the assistant coach gave him a key to the gym, so he could practice on his own when ever possible.  One night after his part time job, Paul went to the gym to practice.  He’d stripped off his clothes and put on a jock and shorts right there in the gym since he was alone.  He was just pulling his shoes and socks out of his back pack when he heard a noise in the locker room.  He crept down the hall and saw a light on in the locker room.  He slowly peeked into the room.

There, he saw Kyle, his best buddy.  Kyle was wearing nothing but his jock.  His cock was hard and sticking out the waist band.  He was going from locker to locker, trying each door to see if it was locked.  When he found one unlocked, he rummage through the contents.  Paul was shocked.  Was his best buddy a thief?  He wanted to shout out, but something made him stop and just watch.  Kyle would sometimes stop and hold something to his nose.  He’d put it back and move on.  Finally, he got to the locker that the Coach shared with the assistant coach, Mr. D, they called him.

He took out Mr. D’s bag and pulled a jock strap out of it.  Mr. D was the campus heart throb.  His big hairy, muscular body, thick black hair and big bright blue eyes made the girls and a few guys swoon as he passed by.  Paul’s mouth dropped open when Kyle put the sweaty wet jock to his nose and took a deep breath of ball sweat.  Kyle moaned and pushed his jock aside to free his throbbing cock. 

Paul watched in amazement as Kyle sucked and chewed on the mesh material of the funky pouch while stroking his cock.  Kyle shoved a bench over to the locker and sat down straddling it.  He sat there sniffing and jacking. 

Finally, Paul couldn’t stand there squeezing the tent in his shorts any longer.  “Who’s jock you sniffin’ bro?” He asked stepping into the light of the locker room.

Kyle threw the jock and fell off the bench.   “FUCK, I didn’t know you were here!!” he shouted, tucking his cock in his jock and climbing back up on the bench. 

Paul stepped forward and picked up the soggy jock on the floor.  He put it to his nose and took a deep breath.   “I see, that’s definitely a hot man’s ball sweat.  Is yours the same?” Paul asked approaching Kyle.

Kyle didn’t answer.  He was too stunned by Paul’s question.  Paul leaned down and took the mesh pouch of Kyle’s jock in his hand and smelled it.  “Mmmm, it’s not the same, but it’s just as hot.” Paul said in a soft sexy voice.  Paul’s hand was pressed against the shaft of Kyle’s cock.   It had gone soft when Paul walked in.  All the blood had drained from it to Kyle’s red face.  Now it was quickly getting hard again.  Paul leaned down again and sucked at the sweaty pouch.  He pulled Kyle’s cock and balls out the side of it.  “Wonder if your balls smell the same.”  He huffed.

Paul put his nose to Kyle’s furry sack.  Then he shocked Kyle again by sticking out his tongue and licking his ball sack from as deep between Kyle’s legs and he could all they way up the cock shaft.  Kyle sat still, in complete shock and submission.  His eyes were open wider than they’d ever opened and his mouth was open to.  A clear drop of natural lube was slowly stringing down toward his belly.  Paul caught it with the tip of his tongue.  Paul took the drop of precum and placed it on Kyle’s lower lip.  He looked at the shiny drop then pushed it deep into Kyle’s mouth.  Kyle let out a whimper of surprise.

Paul’s left hand pushed the back of Kyle’s head, pressing their mouths together.  His right hand explored Kyle’s back all the way down to his sweaty crack.  They kissed deeply until Paul moved down his sweaty neck to his chest, his pits, his abs and navel and finally to his blond bush.  He lifted Kyle’s balls and licked sucked his balls into his mouth.  Then he moved up to the base of his cock and blond bush. Kyle lurched and his cock convulsed and shot out a long, thick stream of hot college boy cum that extended from the top of his head all the way down and across the side of Paul’s face.  The second and third shots hit the locker over Kyle’s head.  The rest were smaller and smaller.

Paul smiled at the thick coating of cum on the side of his face.  He licked the cum oozing into his mouth.  He’d never tasted another boy’s cum before.  He liked it.  He looked up at Kyle’s face.  Kyle’s eyes were closed and cum covered his lids.  Paul gently licked the cum from his eyes and forehead.  He licked Kyle’s face clean and moved down to his chest and abs.  Kyle was still speechless.  Paul wasn’t finished.

Paul took the entire length of Kyle’s cock into his mouth and down his throat.  He took it slowly and controlled so he didn’t gag.  He held it there, feeling it in his mouth, tasting it, savoring it.  It was even better than in his fantasies when he used to jack off thinking about sex with his best friend. 

He finally moved off Kyle’s cock and back to his balls.  He slid Kyle down on his back and lifted his legs.  He licked Kyle’s sweaty crack.  Kyle gave himself to Paul completely.  Paul took him completely.  He flipped Kyle over while pulling off his shorts and jock.  He buried his face in Kyle’s hot crack.  Then he moved up Kyle’s back.  A pool of sweat and gathered in the middle of Kyle’s lower back.  Paul drank it and moved on to his neck and shoulders.  His hard cock slid easily into Kyle’s crack like a hotdog in a bun.

“Fuck it.” Kyle huffed.

“HUH?” Paul said not sure what he’d heard.

“Fuck it, fuck my ass.  Fuck it hard.” Kyle said loudly, begging Paul.

Paul lifted his ass, positioning his cock at the door of delight.  Their sweat and precum combined to make his cock slip past the threshold.   Slowly, he eased into Kyle’s virgin ass.  Both guys let out similar moans.  Sweat poured off their bodies.  The bench was soaking wet.   As Paul pounded Kyle’s ass, Kyle slid back and forth on the vinyl.  He lifted his ass begging for more.  Paul gave it to him.  For his first fuck, Paul was like an expert.  He drew his cock out to the very tip and slid it in to the hilt.  Kyle got to feel the entire length of Paul’s long, thick cock.  He quickly got past the pain to the pleasure.

Sadly, it didn’t take long for Paul to reach his climax.  He pumped his entire load deep into Kyle.  Kyle felt him cumming and came again himself.   Paul was finally spent and collapsed on top of Kyle.  They could hear their sweat splashing down on the floor.  Paul rested atop Kyle as his cock softened and slid free of Kyle’s grip.  Paul kissed Kyle’s neck and as their breathing slowed to near normal.

“FUCK, THAT WAS WAY BETTER THAN I’D HOPED FOR.” Mr. D said from the darkness of the shower room.  Both boy’s slid off the cum and sweat slick bench.  Mr. D stepped into the light.  “I gave you two keys, hoping you’d finally get together.  I never thought it would be so fucking hot.  You two were meant to be together.”

“You set this up?” Kyle asked

“How’d you know?” Paul asked.  They watched as the hot, hairy hunk came into the light.  They saw his thick cock going limp and the cum dripping down his hairy trail.

“I’ve been watching you guys all year.  I knew you wanted to get together.  You just needed the opportunity.  I planned to be here tonight to see if you’d show up.  I was in the office catching a nap when Kyle came in.  I always knew you had a jock fetish.  I watched you stare at guys in their jocks, and when they’d leave them, you’d touch them and sniff your fingers.  That made me hot.  I’ve got a jock fetish to.  I decided to watch what happened.  Man, I couldn’t have fantasized a hotter scene.” Mr. D said walking up and helping the two boys off the floor.  He ran his hand through the slick sweat and cum on the bench.  “Better rinse this off before we leave.”  He said with a smile.  He put his fingers to his lips.  “Sweet” he said.

Paul reached out and captured some of the cum in Mr. D’s trail.  He licked it off his finger.  “You’re a cum slut.” Mr. D said brushing the side of Paul’s face with his big hand. 

“Guess I am.” Paul said enjoying the gentle touch to his face.  Paul then leaned forward and licked at the cum on Mr. D’s belly.  Kyle reached for his big thick dick.  Mr. D let them have their way.  Soon Kyle was face down on the bench again.  Mr. D was inside him and Paul was inside Mr. D.  All three were moaning, and making loud sex sounds.  They moved to other positions and back.  Mr. D had picked up his jock along with Paul’s and Kyle’s.  He held all three to Kyle’s face.  Soon, Paul filled Mr. D.  Mr. D filled Kyle.  Then he pulled Kyle up and gave him a reach around. 

The two young boys were totally exhausted.  Mr. D seemed to be just fine.  He took the bench into the shower and washed it off.  When he came out, he told the boys it was time to practice.  They whined, “We’re too tired.”  But Mr. D told them they were there to practice and that’s what they were going to do.  He dragged them to their feet and led them to the gym.  Kyle had to stop right away and clean out his ass.  Cum dribbled all over the gym floor.  Mr. D noticed the problem too.  He went into his office and brought an enema hose.  He hooked it up in the showers and he and Kyle cleaned out.  Paul laughed at their foolishness in the shower.  Mr. D caught him and held him while Kyle filled his ass.  Soon they were running around the shower using their asses like squirt guns and pissing all over each other. 

Finally, it was getting late and they dressed and left for the night.  They started meeting every night during the week and actually practicing before some wild sex.  Paul and Kyle’s game improved tremendously.  I guess practice (and hot sex) makes perfect.

Carjacked

Just days after his 21st birthday, Sammy went to his first gay bar.  He'd heard guys in college joking about it.  At the door, his I.D. was checked and rechecked.  Sammy didn't look 18 much less 21.  He was quite the wall flower, just watching and listening.  He heard some guys talking about a park that was a gay cruise area.  He finally asked where it was.  A guy in his thirties told him but cautioned him to be very careful.  There were beating and muggings and some arrests.

Sammy only half listened as is typical of young guys.  The weather was bad for several days but finally Sammy got his chance to check out the park.  He drove his new car his father had given him for his birthday to the park.

There was only two other cars in the lot.  Sammy parked and started walking around.  For a long time, he didn't see anyone.  Then he saw an older man with a big belly.  He was standing off the path stroking his cock with his shirt open and his pants down to his knees.  Sammy cringed at the sight and kept walking.  Finally he saw another guy.  This guy was hot.  he had no shirt on and his jeans sagged low on his ass.  His white butt cheeks were only partly covered, leaving three inches of butt crack visible.  When he turned, Sammy could see the top of his cock shaft.  He couldn't take his eyes off of it.

The guy smiled and put his hand on Sammy's shoulder.  He pushed Sammy to his knees and pushed Sammy's face into his crotch.  Sammy was under his spell.  He unbuttoned the jeans and undid the zipper.  The jeans fell to his ankles.  The guys cock was still soft, but fluffed enough to make it look fat and enticing.  Sammy sucked his first cock.  The guy's cock got hard quickly and Sammy was in another world.  That is until it started to rain.

The guy pulled up his jeans and they ran to Sammy's car.  When they got back to the parking lot, it was dry.  It had only been a small shower and it rained out quickly.  The other cars were gone.  That didn't register with Sammy.  All he could think off was sucking the guys cock again.  The guy pulled it out and Sammy went to work.  The guy roughly rammed his cock down Sammy's throat and started to cum.

Sammy gagged and choked, but he managed to swallow most of the guys load.  He pulled off the guy's cock and the lights went out.  Sammy woke with the side of his head pounding.   Two guys were getting in his car.
One had his clothes.  Sammy realized he was zip tied at his hands and ankles.  He tried to scream but it came out more of a huff.  The guys quickly drove off in his car.

Sammy lay crying on the hard parking lot surface.  All sorts of thoughts went through his head.  What would happen to him if no one came to the park?  What would happen if they did?  What would his father say about where he was?  Would he take back the car?  Would he be arrested?  The more the thought, the harder he cried.  Why hadn't he listened to the warnings?

Sammy finally started to fight the zip ties.  He bent way over and looped his thin arms over his feet.  The ties hurt his wrists, but he got his hands in front of him.  He began chewing at the tie.  Eventually, he broke the tie.  He found a rock and scraped at the tie around his ankles.  Just as he was about to cut through it, a car pulled into the lot.  "Oh shit, here it comes."  Sammy thought.  His next thought was more positive.  "Maybe he'll help me."  A big man in his late thirties or early forties jumped out of the car.  He ran over to Sammy.

"Are you okay?  What happened?"  He asked.

"I got mugged and carjacked." Sammy said.  He felt relief when the man pulled out a pocket knife and cut the tie he'd been working on.

"I'm Bob Fuller.  I'm with the neighborhood watch." Bob said.

"I'm Sammy Strong." Sammy said.

"How'd this happen?  What were you doing out here?" Bob said.

"Ah.....I ..... just came out here...." Sammy stammered.

"Look I know gay guys come out here to hook up.  It's been going on for years.  You look too young to be picking up guys out here." Bob said.

"I'm 21." Sammy said defensively.

"Still, you're way to little of a guy to mess around out here.  There's some real low lives that prey on gay guys in this park.  You're luck to just loose your car and clothes.  Come on get in my car.  I'll call 911." Bob said.

"No, they'll tell my folks.  My dad will kill me.  I'll be ruined." Sammy pleaded.

"Well can you describe the guys that did this?" Bob said.

Sammy explained he had only gotten a glimpse at one, but gave a detailed description of the other.

"I know him.  He's a rich bastard, drug pusher and car thief.  The cops just don't seem to be able to catch him in the act, or don't try to."  Bob said.

"Do you know where he lives?" Sammy asked.

"Not where he lives, but where he'd take your car.  First thing is to find you some clothes." Bob said.  "I'm going to make a call and get us some help."

"Not the cops?" Sammy asked.

"No, well one a cop, but he'll help us out." Bob said dialing a number on his phone.  "Yeah Max, it's Bob.  We've got another victim and Brook's Park.  Mugging and car jacking.  I'm going to take him the the thrift store and get him some clothes.  I'll come over when he's decent.......Yeah, butt naked and zip tied.........No he seems to be okay.  He may have a shiner tomorrow..........Thanks bud.  Oh I know the perp. and where to find him.  I'm not sure about the accomplice........Yep, that's him.  We've got to hurry and get this kids car back for him......Thanks buddy." He hung up.

They drove into town and pulled into the parking lot of a thrift store.  Bob parked way out in the corner of the lot so Sammy wouldn't be seen.  "You know your sizes?" Bob asked.  Sammy told him his size waist was a 28 and his inseam was 30.  His shirt size was a small to a medium, depending on the shirt.

"Geez I haven't been a 28 in 20 years." Bob laughed.

"You sure aren't fat though.  You've got a great build." Sammy said, but it embarrassed him.  He thought he'd sounded like a little fag coming onto a straight man.

"Thanks, it's nice to here that for an old guy like me." Bob said.

"You're not old." Sammy said.

"I just turned 50.  That seemed old when I was your age." Bob said.

Sammy smiled. "Nah, that's not old, besides I thought you were in your thirties."

"I think I like you kid.  I better get going." Bob said as he got out.  He ran to the store.  Sammy sat waiting and hiding every time a car pulled into the parking lot.  Finally Bob came out with two bags.  He got into the car and handed Sammy the bags.  "Sorry you'll have to go commando, and I could only find sandals for you."

"That's okay, I'll pay you back as soon as I can.  How much was it?" Sammy asked as he pulled the clothes out of the bag.  It was just a pair of jeans and a hoody.  The other bag had a pair of great sandals.

"Nothing, I know the owners and I explained the problem.  He gave me the stuff." Bob said.

"Wow, that was nice.  These are great sandals." Sammy said.

Sammy got dressed while Bob drove him to Max's house.  When they got there, there were several cars in the drive and on the street in front of his house.  They parked and went in.  Max had a bunch of guys over to help out.  Sammy could tell at least some of them were gay.  Aside from the hand holding, they looked like the guys Sammy had seen in a porno he'd found in a book store.  They were all big, burly, hairy guys.  Max have Bob a big bear hug and grabbed his ass when they walked in.  "Hey buddy, when are you going to come over when there's not a situation?" Max teased Bob.

"I don't know, Sally doesn't let me out of the house that much." Bob said.  "This is Sammy."

"You're a cute little thing." Max said taking Sammy's hand.  "Don't you worry, we'll fix those bastards. This is going to be a lesson they'll never forget."

"I just want my car back.  My dad just gave it to me." Sammy said a little overwhelmed by the show of force and his situation.

"You should have brought him over before you got clothes for him.  My son is just his size." Max said.

"Oh you dirty old man, you just wanted to see him naked." Bob teased.

"Well that to, but how much did it cost you?" Max asked.

"Nothing. Bill gave me the clothes." Bob said.

"Good, Bill's a sweetheart." Max said.  He introduce Sammy to all the men.  Bob seemed to know all of them.  Sammy wondered if Bob was gay, but then, who was Sally?  They left immediately, piling into just a few pickups.  Bob led the way with Sammy in the back seat.  Max in the front.  They drove for about fifteen minutes and pulled into an industrial park.  They stopped in a large parking lot and made plans.  Bob and Max would drive around and scope out the area and spot Sammy's car.  That only took seconds.  Around the first corner, they saw Sammy's car parked in front of a garage door.  They went back and got the guys.

All of them pulled up in front of the warehouse where the car was parked.  Sammy got out and walked over to the car. It was unlocked and his clothes, wallet and other things were on the back seat.  Sammy opened the door and started collecting his things.  He discovered his keys on the console.  He quickly grabbed them and started the car.  A small door to the side of the larger garage door opened and the guy that Sammy had sucked off came running out.  Sammy backed up swinging the car to the side and knocking the guy down.

He didn't have a chance to get up before all the men were upon him.  Max grabbed the guy by the hair and yanked him off the ground.  The guy went for a gun in his belt but there was no way he'd get to it.  His arm were pulled back and up bending him over at the waist and sending lightening bolts of pain through his shoulders.  The gun was taken by a guy with a bandanna.  It was wrapped in the bandanna and taken away.

The men hauled the guy inside.  It was a large warehouse with several cars and all sorts of mechanics equipment.  All the cars had broken steering columns.   They were all stolen.  "Where's the other guy." Bob demanded grabbing the guy's ear and twisting it.  The guys screamed and cursed.  "There was no other guy."
He yelled.

"Bullshit, tell us or I'll turn you over to these guys." Bob demanded.

The foolish man repeated his denial.  Three seconds later he was butt naked and his clothes were in shreds all over the floor.  He was screaming and cursing.  That only got him a hard slap across the face and a punch in the gut.  He was soon strung.  Max pulled out a four inch wide leather paddle from a back pack one of the guys brought in.

Sammy walked in just in time to see Max swing the paddle with all his might.  The crack echoed through the building.  So did the guy's scream.  His left ass cheek was bright red and there was an obvious swollen outline of the paddle.  "Still say you were alone?" Max asked.

There was no answer, only more cursing.  CRACK!!!  The paddle his the same spot, only the left cheek.  The hit was so hard the guys spun around.  He screamed and began crying.  Still he wouldn't answer.

Max handed the paddle to a guy who was even bigger than he was and was left handed.  The guy wasted no time drawing the paddle back and swinging with all his might.  He landed the paddle on the guy's right cheek in an  exact mirror of the ones Max had landed on his left.  The guy spun the other direction.  He screamed he'd never tell.  That got a second crack on the exact same spot.  Blood pooled just under his skin.  His ass was purple and swollen.  He screamed and cried.

The guy swung the paddle once again, this time, back handed across the guy's belly.  His legs drew up and he screamed, he couldn't tell.  They'd kill him.

"We'll make you wish you were dead." Max said standing in front of him squeezing his balls.

"I'm sorry.  Please don't make me tell.  I'm sorry." The guy cried.

Max pulled out a hand full of metal clips.  He quickly applied one each, to the guy's nipples.  The guy begged and cried.  Max pulled out a small box with two wires.  He attached the wires to the nipple clips.  Then he put two clips on the guys scrotum attached two more wires to them and the box.  He pushed a yellow button on the box and a jolt of electricity went through the wires.  All the guys in the room cringed as the jolts bounced from the guy's nipples to his ball.  He flailed like a fish on a hook.  He screamed until his voice gave out.

Max let up of the button.  The hoarse screaming soon stopped replaced with crying and whimpers.  "I'll tell you.  I'll tell you. Please please no more." the guy begged.

"Talk." Max said.

"He's Tony Raymond." The guy sighed.

"Tony Raymond? Doc. Raymond's kid?" Bob asked.

"Yeah, this is all his.  His dad doesn't know.  He's gonna kill me." The guy said.

"Nah, we'll take care of him.  You get one of these cars started and drive far and fast.  If we see you anywhere in town again, this is going to feel like love taps." Max said.  He started to let the guy down.

"NO, I'M NOT FINISHED WITH HIM YET." Sammy shouted.

Max stopped he smiled at the little guy and handed him the paddle.  Sammy clumsily swung the paddle striking the guy on the back.  After four of five swats, he'd calmed enough to deliver the strikes where he aimed.  He aimed for every inch of the guys body, including his crotch.  No one made any effort to stop him.  He needed this.  Finally, Sammy couldn't swing the heavy leather strap any more.  The guy had welts all over his body.  He kept crying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Max cut the ropes hanging the guy.  He collapsed on the cold concrete floor whimpering and sobbing.  hey tied him up again spread eagle.  Max grabbed his cock and squeezed it hard. "You're ours now punk.  Were going to go get you buddy, but these guys are going to stay and have some fun. We'll be back later." Max told him. Then men left and headed to Doc. Raymond's.

They found the Doc's. house. The Doc. was on his way out in his BMW.   They watched as he turned toward town.  Max and Bob passed him in Bob's old GTO.  They pulled into the gated driveway.  One of the guys jumped out and caught the gates before they closed.  They had a safety on them that opened them again if they ran into something.  Bob drove in and blocked the drive with his car.  They walked up to the house.

Tony had installed a security system.  Luckily, it wasn't on because Tony was home.  The guys also found the front door unlocked.  They slipped inside and started looking for Tony.  They found him sprawled out on his bed, asleep.  They pounced on him.  In no time they'd secured him to the bed posts and they were cutting his clothes off.  He cursed and swore, but that only made it more fun.

"Okay Tony, Today's your lucky day.  I feel like giving you your choice.  Is it going to be a beating for carjacking my friend or a good fucking."  Bob said.

"What are you talking about?" Tony demanded.

Sammy stepped forward.  Tony looked at him.  "You've got to be kidding.  I don't have his car."

"Oh we got the car back.  You buddy at your chop shop had it.  He's playing with about 10 big horny guys right now.  He told us you're the one who cracked Sammy across the head.  So what will it be?" Bob said.

Tony was straight, but he played with gay sex and found a fondness for dildos.  He figured from the look of the guys in the room, he'd be better off giving up his ass.  "Fuck me." he said defiantly.  The guy with the video camera came closer.

"What was that?" Bob asked.

"Fuck me you bastard." Tony said loudly.

"Okay.  Max, you want at him first?" Bob asked.

"First?" Tony asked.

"You didn't thing you were going to get off with just one good fuck did you?" Bob said.

"That ought to go to Sammy." Max suggested.

"You're right, Sammy, you want his ass first?" Bob asked.

"I've never fucked a guy before." Sammy confessed.

"Well all you do is spit on your cock and ram it in.  Nature will tell you what to do from then on." Bob said.

"Okay" Sammy said.  All the guys stripped.  It was Bob and Max, Sammy and two other big guys.  The untied Tony's feet and tied them to the head posts.  He was spread out, ready for action.  "This is going to be so much fun." Sammy said.  He spotted a bottle of lube on the night stand with some straight porn magazines.  He lubed up his cock and positioned himself.  In one quick thrust, he rammed his sizable cock all the way in Tony's ass.  Tony screamed.  Max quickly gagged him.

Sammy found pleasure in the pain he was causing Tony and he rammed Tony's ass with total disregard.
He came all to quickly.  Max was ready to fill in.  One by one all the guys accept Bob pumped their loads into Tony's ass.  Bob hesitated for a minute then said "What the fuck." and mounted Tony.  His was the largest and thickest cock.  Tony was loosened up but not enough that Bob's cock didn't hurt.  The fact that the guy with the camera was videoing all of it didn't help.  Bob took the longest to cum.

"Man, that's going to hurt tomorrow to." Max whispered to Sammy.  "Believe me I know." he added with a wink.  Finally, Bob came.  Most of the cum the other guys had left in Tony's ass spurted out when Bob's cock went in.  Now, his load was squirting out every time he rammed his cock in.  Max cheered.

They shut off the camera.  Max untied Tony's hands from the bed but left his feet and ankles strapped together.  They pulled out the thick towel they'd placed under Tony's butt and wiped his ass with it.  They dressed and hauled Tony out to the pickup the other two guys were in.  They put him face up in the open bed of the truck.  Then the drove to his chop shop.  They passed a couple trucks on the way.  Tony tried to hide his situation by bending his knees and scooting to the side of the bed.  The truckers got a good laugh.

When they got to the warehouse the two guys went to get Tony.  There was a little puddle of cum in the bed which they forced Tony to lick up.  Then they carried him in.  His accomplice was laying on the floor.  He wasn't even tied up.  Cum was all over his face and dribbling out of his ass.  Tony was untied and his gag removed.

"Clean him up." Max ordered.  Tony looked at him like he didn't understand.  Max slapped him across the face.  "Lick him clean." He shouted.  Max forced Tony's face into the guy's ass.  "Lick" he shouted.  Max reluctantly licked a bit of cum off the guy's ass cheek.  The leather paddle cracked against his ass.  He began licking.  When he'd licked all the visible cum out of the guy's ass crack, Max shouted "Suck his hole.  Clean him out."  The paddle punctuated his order.  Tony sucked.  Then he licked his buddies face until it was clean.

"Tie them up together.  We'll come back tomorrow and start again." Max said.

"You're going to leave us here?" Tony asked.

"We could drag you through town like we did before.  Only this time with your buddies face stuck in your ass." Max said.  Tony didn't say anything else.  He and his buddy were tied together in a 69.  They were able to get each other's cock out of their mouths though.  Everyone left.  Sammy realized he'd lost his keys.  They went back to the warehouse.  He went in alone.  He heard the two men talking.  Tony's voice almost sounded cheerful.

"Man, this is a S&M fantasy isn't it?  I love the way they banged my ass.  I'm going to be sore for a month.  What did they do to you?"  Tony said.

"They beat the hell out of my ass.  That was a little too much, but man when those guys started spit roasting me, I thought I'd cum a dozen times.  I have to admit when you sucked my ass clean, that was kinda hot." The guy said.

"Well, your ass must have been cleaned out pretty good or I'd have gotten a mouth full of shit.  I'm sure glad of that." Tony said.

"Yeah, they stuck a hose up my ass and filled me till I thought I'd bust.  They didn't want shit on their dicks." the guy said.

"Yeah Puck, you're full of it." Tony laughed.

"Gee, thanks boss." Puck said.

"Aw Puck, you know I love ya." Tony said.

"Yeah, cuz I suck you better than anyone." Puck said.

"You do that buddy.  Here while we're in this position, I might as well blow you and tomorrow maybe we'll find a way to tell them about the dungeon in the back." Tony said.  He took Puck's soft cock into his mouth and started sucking.  Puck returned the favor.

Sammy walked in and picked up his keys.  The two captives immediately pulled off each other and acted like they were in agony.  Sammy just smiled and left.  "You think he heard us?" Tony asked.

"If he did, we're fucked." Puck said.

Sammy went out and got in the truck with Max.  He told Max what he'd heard.  "They've got a dungeon?  I think we need to change our strategy.  Let's just go home and sleep on it tonight.  Can you meet tomorrow morning about ten?"

"I'll be there." Sammy said.

"I've got to work, but I can be there by three." Bob said

"We won't start the good stuff till you get there." Max said.

"Oh Maxy you know that isn't my bag.  You go on.  I just want to be there when you beat their asses." Bob said.

"We'll save the pain for you then.  I plan to make sure the guys have all the fun they can handle." Max said.

The next day, The guys all met at the warehouse.  They quickly took the two thieves into the dungeon and had all the fun they could handle torturing their bodies and every sexual way they could. This time, all the guys wore disguises and everything was videoed with several cameras.  Only Tony and Max's faces showed.  At the end, Tony and Max were required to fuck each other.  They didn't have any trouble putting on a pretty good performance.  Every move was videoed.  Bob got there around four.  He was tired and just watched the guys fuck.  Max undid his pants and gave him a blow job.  "I missed those buddy." Bob said when it was done.

"I told you you would when you went and married that woman." Max teased.

"Yeah, but her tits are prettier." Bob teased back.

When Tony and Puck were done, they were tied up and a butt machine was started on each of them.  All the guys cleaned up any evidence and left.  Max placed a call from a pay phone and told the Doc where his son was.  The Doc had been worried since Tony hadn't come home.  He called the cops and he and three cars of cops went to the warehouse.  They found Tony and Puck in the dungeon being fucked by the machine.  The Doc went crazy until he found out the place was in his son's name.  The cops identified the stolen cars and the two young men were arrested.  They were carted off to jail naked with well oiled butts.

Doc refused to bail them out and they were left in jail.  The cops deliberately "ran out" of prison jump suits until the next day.  Both Tony and Puck were exhausted by morning.  The other inmates seemed unusually happy.  Five years later, they got out of prison.  Puck and Tony had to make it on their own.  They got jobs at the leather bar as bar backs and occasionally entertainment.  Sammy had become a regular there.  At first it was awkward for Tony and Puck, but soon they put the past behind them and became friends.  Old Doc took Tony back after he proved he could stay straight.  Tony still had the warehouse, but everything was gone except the dungeon.  Doc didn't know what to do with that stuff.  He just locked it up and didn't touch it.  Tony turned the warehouse into a party place with bars and stages for concerts and parties.  It wasn't a fortune maker, but he and Puck could live off the income from it fairly well.

The end.