You'resoUnromantic3

by Rolan Graeme

  I’m supposed to be a whore. A total slut, that’s my motivation. He reminded himself of that fact, with a concentration on the task at hand that would’ve been worthy of a Method Actor. Cock, that’s what I’m here for, that’s what I want. Nothing but cock!

  Austin felt probing fingers wrap themselves around the base of his throbbing prick, lifting it, and then the rush of warm moist air from an excited, panting mouth as somebody began to tongue his cock. It jumped in response to the wet pressure, tensing with excitement, as the guy’s tongue-tip ran slowly from the base to the head of Austin’s penis and then down again, to his balls. Austin felt the mouth pressing against his nuts, the lips parting, and then the gentle pressure as the man pulled one of them into his mouth.

  Austin liked having his balls sucked, not many of the men he’d had sex with had bothered to try it. They tended to be too eager to get at his cock and blow it. But those who had, including, he remembered, vividly, Nick, always filled Austin with wild excitement and made him more responsive, to say nothing of wanting to experiment with, and master the technique of, testicle-sucking himself. He liked the slippery, wet feeling of another man’s hot tongue caressing his hairy spheres, moving them from side to side within his mouth, washing them with warm spit, suctioning on them, testing the resiliency of the scrotum by stretching it out.

  Austin opened his legs wider in his kneeling position, to let the mystery dude get at his nuts more easily. He moaned with pleasure around the big cock in his mouth and throat as the mouth at his own groin continued its sucking, the guy let the ball he’d been working on slip from his lips, then nuzzled against the other testicle and drew it, too, into his juicy mouth. A few minutes passed while Austin sucked feverishly on the biker’s huge erection. His own cock swelled steadily harder and was jumping up and down from his belly as the lust within him mounted. When at last his faceless admirer, faceless to Austin, that is, since George was darting about beside the bed, obtaining more close-ups, let his balls go and began to run his slippery tongue up the shaft of Austin’s prick, the recipient of these oral attentions was so hot to be sucked that he thrust his pelvis backward and down, aiming his dick blindly at the guy’s mouth to force him to go down on it.

  But the bastard teased him, he tickled his way up the shaft and then around the head until Austin’s prick was twitching frantically with sensation and the slit at its tip was oozing thick white pre-come. But just at the moment Austin thought the guy was going to finally swoop down on it and start sucking, he would pull away and go back to licking the base, or his balls.

  Austin was panting with desire as he sucked and tried to get himself sucked. His whole body seemed concentrated in the feeling surging through his cock. Every nerve, every muscle strained to reinforce the cockshaft’s fitful jerks, begging that mouth to take it and suck it!

  The guy’s tongue tickled up the length of Austin’s dick again, ran around the ridged below the head, started to pull away, and then it suddenly darted back up, and his mouth finally closed around the cockhead, and he went down on Austin’s dick!

  Austin grunted with relief and thrust forward, driving every inch into that mouth. Suck it! he screamed silently, urging himself on, as he continued to deep-throat his well-hung co-star, as well as face-fuck his cocksucker. Suck it! Suck it1 Suck it!

  He heard a snapping noise. Somebody, a fourth man, apparently, shoved something under Austin’s nose, and he recoiled from it instinctively. It had a strong, sharp, stinging smell, like full-strength ammonia, and it tickled his nostrils, almost burning them. But he had little choice in the matter. He either had to breathe it in, or he’d choke on Ramrod’s horse prick. Then he remembered. These must be the real poppers Nick had mentioned. The guy held the broken ampule under Austin’s nose for almost a full minute, until he was sure Austin’s lungs were filled with the poppers. Then Austin heard him drop it into a metal inhaler and screw the top shut before he held it up to his own nose and snorted from it, loudly and repeatedly.

  “Give me some of that,” Ramrod, whom Austin was still blowing, moaned. “This kid is sucking me like I’ve never been sucked before! I can’t wait to come in his fucking mouth!”

  “Here,“ a voice gasped. Austin recognized it as Denny’s.

  Austin, meanwhile, was experiencing the inevitable effects of the amyl. He suddenly felt as hot as though his naked body had been plunged inside an oven! When the guy’s mouth pumped back and forth on his cock he almost came, the sensation was so intense all of a sudden. It felt as though a dozen wet, sucking mouths and pairs of lips and tongues were working on his shaft all at once! Every inch of his cock was alive with horny sensation! Every touch of that tongue sent a shiver of excitement up and down its turgid length! Austin had never felt such a hot flood of desire rushing through his flesh, such a lewd, uncontrollable need to sucked and to be sucked!

  And, inside his own burning mouth, Ramrod’s huge cock seemed be jack-hammering away at his lips and tongue and throat, every thick inch of it throbbing inside his head, saying suck me, suck me, suck me!

  Now, if he’d been hot for it before, Austin was hungry for that cock, driven half insane by a wild, irrational lust for its bulk and heat and potency. He wanted it in his mouth, down his throat, fucking his face, spurting its hot salty fluid into him, more than he had ever wanted anything else in the world! His whole being was straining to accommodate that hard stud prick that was reaming out his throat! He could feel his mouth watering around it, his tongue struggling madly to lick it everywhere at once!

  “Suck it, boy!” Ramrod shouted. Abandoning his former passivity, no doubt because of the poppers he’d sniffed, he pushed his dickhead into Austin’s throat and drove it deeply in and out, his big hands lifting Austin’s head and holding it in place, imprisoned between his palms, as he pushed his co-star’s face into his crotch, fucking his mouth and throat with brutal, rapacious lust.

  Austin loved it! The rough treatment excited him as he’d never been aroused before! Big stud biker, raping my mouth. Force-feeding me. Raping my mouth with his big cock! He stuffed that throbbing prick all the way into his mouth. His lips brushed against Ramrod’s coarse pubic hair, wanting to swallow more dick than even the biker had to give to a cocksucker. Austin sucked him now with an oral fury. His mouth engulfed the dude’s cockshaft completely, wanting to chew it off and swallow it whole! The lust swelled and boiled within him, as he sucked and sucked and sucked, craving more each time his mouth went down on the other man!

  “Whore!” Ramrod rasped. “Goddamn cocksucking whore boy!” The biker was grunting hard, the sound rumbling like thunder in his throat. His buttocks rose from the mattress and pumped away at Austin’s face with all the lunging, driving, machine-like force of a jack-hammer. And, below his legs, under Austin’s, the third man devoured Austin’s cock with a fury that matched his own sucking.

  Suddenly, Austin felt the biker grab him by the back of the neck and hold his mouth down on his cock.

  “I’m gonna come!” Ramrod shouted, as much for George’s benefit, so he’s be ready to get the come shot, as for Austin’s. As he issued the terse warning, Ramrod seized a fistful of Austin’s sweat-soaked, disheveled hair and yanked the debutant’s slavering mouth completely off his cock. He held Austin’s head in place down there at his groin, his swollen cockhead pulsing fiercely only inches away from Austin’s face. “Take it, boy!” Ramrod commanded. “Take my scum!”

  “On my face,” Austin pleaded. “Oh, shoot on my face, in my mouth!”

  “You cock-hungry little bastard! You asked for it! You’re gonna get it! Now! Right now!”

  Ramrod burst, hard, next to his face. His hot come splattered across Austin’s nose and cheeks, and some of it flew directly into his open mouth, its taste like liquid fire as it landed on his tongue. More and more semen smacked into his face, while the big man writhed above Austin and finally plunged his still-spurting tool back inside his mouth. He kept his dick buried deeply between Austin’s lips while he lost the l
ast of his sperm.

  With his first taste of Ramrod’s hot come, Austin ejaculated, too. The third man grunted and groaned with delighted surprise as Austin began to unload inside his mouth. But he had enough presence of mind to curb his lips off the slimy prick and allow the subsequent spurts to strike his own face. He, too, must have come at about the same time, as the result of jerking himself, because Austin felt his body quivering and shaking as it rocked back and forth between his legs. George had stepped back and was getting all three ongoing ejaculations in the frame.

  “See?” Ramrod gasped, grinning, when he’d pulled his cock from Austin’s mouth and rolled away. “You didn’t have any trouble taking it, after all!”

  Austin was too weak to say or do anything in response. His whole body felt as though it had gone through a wringer. His heart was pounding so fast he was afraid he’d pass out. Sweat was dripping everywhere, and the pink sheets they were lying on were streaked and spotted with semen. Ramrod leaned over him, looked down at him rather tenderly, smiled, and kissed him on the mouth. They were still kissing, breathlessly, when Austin was startled to hear Nick’s voice, saying “Cut!”

  Chapter Seventeen

  Debut Performance

  George lowered his camera. “That looked fantastic, guys,” he said, excitedly. “Especially you, Austin. Nobody would ever have guessed this was your very first time! I mean that, I’m not just saying it to make you feel good. Most guys are a little self-conscious, their first time. But you really seemed to get into it. You just went for it, and gave us some really good moves.”

  “Yeah, the pretty boy’s a natural,” Ramrod declared.

  Still slightly groggy from the combination of the amyl and his orgasm, Austin sat up. Now he saw, for the first time, that the mysterious third guy, the one who’d just sucked him off, was none other than Steve. The trucker had reached for a towel and was using it to wipe Austin’s come off his face. He grinned at Austin.

  “Hot,” he declared. “That was a good, hot scene.”

  “But it’s not over yet,” Nick reminded them. “Not by a long shot! Let’s get ready to go again, before you guys start to cool down too much.”

  “Yeah, and I haven’t had a chance to come yet,” Denny pointed out. He was holding the inhaler, one end of which was threaded through a neck chain, in his hand. Now he slung the chain around his neck, so that the inhaler rested in the deep groove between his sweaty pecs.

  “Wait a minute,” Steve protested, as the four naked men resumed their positions on the bed. “I’m not hard.” He rectified that problem with a few quick strokes of his hand on his cock.

  Denny and Ramrod, Austin saw, were experiencing no such lapses in their tumescence. No sooner did Nick call out, “Action,” than the next thing Austin knew, he was lying on the bed, sandwiched between Denny and Ramrod, who were taking turns kissing him, and each other.

  Austin’s cock was fully hard again, too, and now Denny was busy fitting a condom on it. He then coated the latex-sheathed erection with a silicone-based gel that felt extremely slippery. Austin gasped in excitement, and breathed in the intoxicating fumes of a fresh popper that Denny offered him. Denny then pulled Austin up by the shoulders and rolled him sideways. Austin collided in the center of the mattress with another naked body, which was lying on its stomach, its legs spread wide apart, the ass hole glistening with a generous application of the same gel that covered Austin’s dick. Austin recognized that butch ass. It belonged to Steve!

  “Fuck him, kid,” Ramrod urged, shoving Austin on top of the supine Steve. “Fuck him as hard as you want! He loves it, the fucking whore. We’ve all had him, one time or another, and there’s nothing he likes better than a fresh dick up his ass.”

  The popper was beginning to have its effect on Austin. He gripped his cock and bent to down to Steve’s waiting buttocks. Then he got a real surprise. Krishna suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He was naked, of course, except for a steel-and-leather cock-and-ball harness. He knelt on the bed, reached over and gripped Steve’s ass cheeks, and roughly spread them wide apart.

  “Go on, screw him,” the bearded blond urged Austin. “Drill it into him! Really fuck him, man! We all want to watch you fuck the shit out of him!”

  Austin pushed the head of his stiff cock at Steve’s gaping ass hole and shoved down. George was behind him, kneeling at the foot of the bed, aiming the camera precisely at the point of penetration.

  “Oh, Jesus!” Steve protested. “Easy! Take it easy!”

  “Ignore him,” Ramrod retorted. “Fuck him, boy. Get your prick in there and fuck that ass!”

  “No, take it a little easy at first,” Steve repeated. “Don’t hurt me.” Austin assumed he was acting, but he sure sounded convincing!

  “Nobody can hurt a whore like you,” the blond man grunted. “Fuck his ass!” he told Austin. He punctuated the command by giving Steve a smart slap on one buttock.

  Austin couldn’t restrain himself. The sheer perversity of the situation, the brutality, the no-holds-barred atmosphere of sex gone wild which they’d created there in the little improvised studio, turned him on as he’d never been turned on before. He felt as horny as though he hadn’t just climaxed, and he took out his erotic rage on the man lying under him. The warm depths of Steve’s ass hole closed around his cockshaft. Steve tensed his back and gasped, but his ass contradicted these indications. It seemed to suck Austin’s cock deeper inside it. He wasn’t even all the way inside yet, and this promised to be one of the hottest fucks Austin had ever had! He shoved harder, driving himself up and down and into Steve with savage force.

  “Oh, shit!” Steve yelled. “Oh, fuck! Go slow! I can’t take it! That thing’s just too big!”

  “Sure you can,” the young bearded number grumbled. He held the poppers under the fuckee’s nose and let him inhale deeply on them, then he gave Austin another hit, just for good measure, and took one himself.

  But Austin didn’t need any artificial stimulants. His body was already alive with lust as he pounded his prick all the way into his victim’s guts, rested on his back for just a moment, and then began to hump him again, as hard as he could. Steve’s cries of protest, which Austin was now confident had been purely for the sake of the camera, changed to groans of pleasure, and then to wild shouts of delight as Austin shoved in and out of him with rough, punishing hard strokes!

  “Fuck me, fuck me!” Steve yelled. “Oh, fuck my ass!”

  “He sure changed his tune in a hurry,” Ramrod commented, with a laugh.

  “That’s right,” the bearded blond panted as he jerked himself off nearby. “Fuck him! Fuck him, man! He loves it. Make him feel how big your cock is. Fuck that ass!” As he spoke, Krishna bent his head, watching Austin’s tool plunge in and out of Steve’s hot ass hole. Austin could see him masturbating as he watched, his eyes bright with excitement. Suddenly the blond darted behind Austin, out of his sight, positioning himself between Austin and George, and for a moment Austin assumed he was going to be sandwiched, that the blond man was going to try to fuck him while he fucked Steve. But instead of his cock, it was his tongue that the bearded stud put to work. Austin suddenly felt it pressing against his ass.

  “Fuck him! Fuck him!” the long-haired guy with the beard panted feverishly, and then he burrowed his face between Austin’s ass cheeks and rammed his tongue into the young stud’s ass hole.

  Austin did just what he was told, but nobody had to tell him what to do now, or how to go about it. Nothing could have stopped him now as he plunged madly in and out of that hot, quivering ass hole! Each stroke made him grunt with the desire to give the guy he was fucking another stroke, and another and another! He felt himself quickly reaching the point of climax and tried to hold it in, to prolong the pleasure for even a few moments longer. But his body was now a fucking machine that could no longer be easily controlled or slowed, let alone stopped. He lunged up and down with harder and harder strokes, until he knew it was going to be impossible to keep his cock from explod
ing its hot juice inside Steve’s ass, unless he took action now, without delay.

  This time he remembered to alert the others about his imminent orgasm. He had to make sure George got the all-important come shot!

  “I’m going to come soon,” he moaned. “Oh, I’m almost ready to come!”

  All this time, that wet tongue had been poking in and out of his ass hole, the soft facial hair surrounding the lips tickling the hypersensitive flesh of his sphincter rim. “Are you coming?” the bearded blond panted, between feverish licks of Austin’s twitching ass. “Are you coming, man? Are you going to come for us, are you going to let us see you shoot it off?”

  “Yes!” Austin shouted. “God, yes! I’m going to shoot!”

  He knew what to do. He yanked his dick out of Steve’s butt. He tore the condom off himself and flung it aside. He grabbed his cock in his right fist, but he didn’t even need to squeeze or stroke it. He was already ejaculating, sending a white hail of semen flying through the air to rain down upon Steve’s sweaty back and buttocks. He sprayed repeatedly. He was still coming when he felt the mattress shake under him, and then he was startled when a warm splatter hit his own buttocks, followed by another and another. It was Denny, who’d been watching him fuck and get rimmed, and who had masturbated himself to orgasm and was shooting off, taking care to aim his load at Austin’s body. Austin finished himself off with a few quick, deft strokes, coaxing the last of his jism from the tip of his depleted prick, from which it dripped in a sticky, sluggish thread.

  But they weren’t finished yet. Not by a wide margin!