This was so not the time to be aroused.
“Maybe we should find a hairy guy,” one man said.
“I want to get one for the special room.”
I closed my towel and rose up. I didn’t want to get trapped in a dead-end room. I slipped between the blankets and felt something cold and slimy. I pulled back. The hallway was clear and the next door had Locker Room written on it. I entered the hall and stepped through the doorway. The sound of a shower running echoed through the dark. Rows and rows of metal lockers lined the walls and ran down the center of the room.
A line of toilet stalls led to the shower room.
A flashlight beam swayed back and forth in the locker room’s doorway. I headed to the shower room and looked in. There was the running shower, but no one was around. The hot steam called to me. Maybe if I rinsed off, I would feel a little better. What the hell am I thinking?
I ducked into a stall and watched as a man passed by with a flashlight.
Did he work here? Or was he looking for me?
I pressed against the tiled wall and waited. The light wavered all over and finally left. I adjusted myself and secured my towel. This was a mistake. I was trapped in here, and I needed to leave.
I walked through the locker room and headed out. A staircase led up to the next floor. I started up the open steps and stared into the new space. A sling hung from the ceiling and candles surrounded it. Black leather straps and toys lined a table with a bunch of bottles of lube.
This was so not the place to be.
The beam of the flashlight came around the corner, and I raced up the remaining stairs. I entered the sling room and pulled the curtain to block the view from the steps. As the metal rings zinged along the bar, two guys emerged from behind another curtain. They wore leather harnesses over their hairy chests, leather studded jock straps and leather ass-less chaps.
“We found a hairy guy to play with,” the blond man said.
“He found us,” the guy with brown hair said. “Welcome. Come on, don’t be afraid.”
I wanted to back away, but I heard the footsteps behind me and the beam sliced over my shoe. Instead, I stepped forward and the men took my arms. I could feel my towel loosen as they walked me to the sling.
“I’ve never, I mean, I…”
The blond man pushed his index finger against my mouth. “Shhhh,” he said, tapping my lips. “We’ll be gentle.” His smile didn’t seem true. He looked familiar, but I couldn’t place him and I couldn’t tell if he knew me.
I swallowed hard. Could this stupid move blow my cover? Maybe I had to follow through to the end. My erection grew back to full length. I covered my groin with my hands to hide my response.
The brown-haired guy stood to the side and saw everything. “He’s excited. He’s ready to play.” He pulled on my towel, trying to peek underneath, and opened the flap.
A cold breeze tickled the hair on my balls.
“He’s hung like a bull; look at those balls.” He reached under the towel and grabbed my sac. He squeezed my balls and rolled them in his palm. His thumb separated them as he pulled down.
The blond guy pulled the curtain closed as two guys hurried around the corner. He saw them look in his direction, and he said, “We’re busy.” The metal rings ran along the metal bar suspended from the ceiling as he closed the curtain all the way. “That will keep them out.”
The brown-haired guy smiled and released my balls. “I think he’s ready to play—aren’t you?”
I glanced at the closed curtain and wondered where I was safer, in here or out there?
The blond pulled on a cord and a black leather sling dropped from above. He walked into a corner and returned with a metal cart on wheels with all kinds of bottles and colored devices on top of it.
As it came closer, I saw huge colored dildos, handcuffs, a blue fist, tubes, rope, clothespins and a few bottles of lube.
The blond picked up a red ball gag and approached.
I shook my head, but he didn’t stop.
“Open up,” he said as he raised it to my mouth.
The brown-haired guy stepped behind me and grabbed my arms.
I forced myself to relax. I didn’t want to tip them off or appear like a victim, which would only excite them to do more. Maybe if I played it cool, they would become bored with me and…
The ball was pressed into my mouth and secured behind my head.
I felt my body being raised up and gently placed in the sling. Velcro straps wrapped around my wrists and ankles and held me secure. I raised my head so I could see what they were doing.
The blond pulled on my towel, and it loosened. He pulled hard, causing it to come free from my waist. I was naked and spread open. My balls rose and my butt tensed as the brown-haired man wheeled the metal cart toward me.
“What should we start with? Make sure he’s clean?” He picked up a Fleet enema bottle and screwed off the cap. He stepped between my legs and fingered my hole. “So tight and so pink.”
I could feel it wink at him and tighten as his rough fingertip explored.
“He’s going to need extra work to loosen up.” His hand slapped my ass, stinging as it struck my sweaty skin.
The blond nodded. “Douche him.”
The bottle’s narrow tip entered me. He squeezed as he inserted it and cold water escaped down my ass and dripped on the floor. He pushed harder and a fine stream of water shot into me. The pressure rose and rose.
I could feel my bowels filling with cold water as the pressure increased.
He emptied the bottle in me, but the blond handed him another one. He quickly switched bottles and pushed again.
I pulled on my restraints, trying to free myself to no avail. I felt like I was going to burst, as he emptied the second one. He pulled it out as he turned to pick up another one, and I couldn’t hold it any longer. A huge gush of water exploded out of me.
The men jumped out of the way and watched as my bowels emptied on the floor. As the water swirled down the floor drain, they noticed I was clean.
“Clean as a whistle,” the blond said as he picked up a beer bong. “I think we should give him a buzz.” He picked up a bottle of vodka and waited as the last of the water drained from my ass.
He inserted the clear plastic tube into me and poured the vodka into the yellow funnel. Glug, glug, glug. The cold vodka entered me. The blond poured enough to fill me up but not exert enough pressure to cause me to expel it. He wanted me to get a buzz from the alcohol. It would absorb into my bloodstream faster in my bowels than if I drank it.
The tube was removed from my ass, and a slim butt plug was inserted. He patted it in place. “We’ll be back for more soon.” His hand trailed along my balls, and then raised them up. He rolled one ball under his thumb and released it as his index finger trailed along the underside of my shaft.
A bead of precome oozed out of the tip as his fingers pinched my fat head. The blond caught the drop and started to raise it to my mouth, but stopped when he saw the ball gag. He brought his hand to his mouth and licked it off. “Sweet.” He smacked his lips.
The other guy joined him at my waist and looked down at my erection. He reached over and milked my dick. One hand fondled my balls as the other one stroked up and down my cock. A finger rolled over the end and as soon as he felt wetness, he bent over and swallowed my dick. He gagged as his nose touched my pubic bush.
The blond reached between my buttcheeks and pulled on the butt plug, and then quickly pushed on it, making it tap on my prostate gland. The vodka and butt plug increased the pressure inside me. My cock leapt in his mouth and the sensation was amazing. My head started to buzz as the alcohol was finally hitting my bloodstream. Without my willing or thinking, my hips started to rock back and forth as the men double-teamed my body.
“He’s getting into the groove,” the blond said. He slowly pulled the plug out of me, before he pressed on my lower abdomen and the base of my back.
The vodka started to squirt ou
t and once it started, the rest came out in a gush.
My butt burned a little and cooled off immediately with the evaporation of the alcohol on my skin. The blond waited for the last drop before spreading my cheeks and licking my tender pucker. He licked over the smooth soft skin with his rough tongue. Slowly, he curved his tip to dig in as it passed over the hairy hole.
I could feel him going in deeper and deeper, despite my resistance to letting him in. Suddenly, my legs rotated out and opened my bottom even more to him. I dropped my head back and savored the feeling of his tongue rimming my ass, and the mouth on my cock. My head swam from the warm sensation growing in my balls. I thrust my hips back and forth to meet their mouths.
I licked the ball in my mouth, running my tongue over the rubber and caressing it as if it was a smooth testicle. I sucked on it as my tongue rolled over and over, loving it. Suction noises came from my mouth, and the men laughed.
I could feel an orgasm rising inside me, as the pleasure and pressure grew. The joy rolled along my body like waves on a beach. From the tip of my toes to the top of my head, waves of ecstasy grew.
The blond kissed my open hole and then rolled his tongue into a straw, inserting it into me. He thrust deeper and deeper inside.
I’m gonna come, my mind screamed. I’m gonna come.
The man sucking my cock must have felt a change, as he slowly allowed my dick to come out of his mouth and rolled the wet tip on his lips. His tongue entered the slit and wiggled back and forth. He kissed the tip and stood up. “I think he’s ready.”
The blond thrust into my ass one more time and rolled his tongue around and around in a large circle, before pulling out and wiping his face with the back of his hand. “I know I’m ready.” He reached down between his legs and snapped off the leather pouch that held his cock and balls. His balls hung low and swung back and forth between his legs from beneath a massive, thick, veiny cock. The foreskin extended past the mushroom head and dripped. He stroked his dick and the hood pulled back to reveal a bright-pink knob with a thick, stainless-steel ring in it.
The brown-haired guy looked down at his friend and admired his hard-on. He pulled on his pants and released his own throbbing cock.
I knew I was well endowed, but these guys put me to shame. Despite the alcohol haze, I wondered if my backup would be looking for me. Part of me wanted them to rescue me now, but another part, a bigger part, wanted to see how this played out. My ass tingled and my mouth watered as the men looked over the metal cart.
A foot-long blue dildo, a pair of nipple clamps, a ball stretcher and black rubber gloves that went past the elbows were examined for use.
The blond slipped on the rubber gloves and picked up the tub of boy butter. He took a handful of cream and massaged it between his hands as if molding clay. He smeared a glob on my ass and used his finger to smooth it into my bottom. He lubed up his hands and over his wrists.
He wasn’t going to fist me? Was he?
He inserted two fingers into me and circled them around.
The other man guided my head back as he saw the fear in my eyes. “Relax, you’ll enjoy it better.” He stroked along the side of my cheek and traced my lips with his finger. “What a beautiful mouth you have. Such full lips.” He grabbed his cock and shook it in my upside-down face.
I felt like Spiderman ready for his big kiss, and this was going to be big.
He unclasped the ball gag, and I could breathe again. I could move my jaw again, back and forth, but it didn’t last long.
As the blond inserted three fingers into my ass, I opened my mouth with a gasp.
He pressed the wet tip of his thick cock to my open lips and slowly slipped it in. Inch by inch, he entered me.
The alcohol warmed my blood and increased my arousal and horniness. My tongue licked along his thick shaft. I sucked the oozing dick and savored the salty, sweetness. So much for my backup, I might as well enjoy. I opened my throat and swallowed him deeper until he hit my gag reflex.
He pulled out and slowly pushed into me. His hairy balls bounced on my forehead, and I inhaled his musky male ball sweat.
The blond withdrew his hand and picked up the blue dildo. He lubed it up and rubbed it along my crease. As the mushroom tip rolled over my hairy hole, he pressed it down and twisted, trying to insert it.
I tried to pull on my arm restraints, but they didn’t budge. My legs widened as he passed the dildo over my opening again. This time the tip entered me.
He twisted and the fat head popped in.
My sphincter relaxed as the girth grew thicker and thicker the deeper the blue plastic entered me.
I arched my back, allowing the dildo deeper in my ass and the oozing cock farther down my throat. Both surged in and slowly retracted out, only to be plunged back in.
I rocked back and forth in the sling like the sea.
The blond pulled the dildo out of me and set it on the cart. He stepped between my legs and brought his cock to my crack.
I felt the cool metal ring touch my tender opening as it slipped up and down my crease. The precome oozed out of the foreskin’s hood and added lube to my hole.
He grabbed his cock and aimed it at me. Stroking up and down my crack, his cock explored my lubed pucker. The metal ring entered me and opened my bottom.
The other guy increased his speed down my throat.
I gasped, “Yes.”
The blond pulled out and slipped a condom over his weapon. He pressed gently against my ass, and the fat mushroom head slowly entered, stretching me wider than the dildo.
I moaned with pleasure, deep in my throat, sending good vibrations into the other guy’s dick. I felt it jerk as the new sensation hit him.
As the blond’s balls pressed against my ass, he grabbed my cock.
I almost shot my load then.
He squeezed my balls and held my shaft as he oscillated in my ass. The Prince Albert tapped my prostate and sent more precome out of my cock. As the thick, clear fluid ran down my shaft, he started to jack me off. He pulled back farther on his pelvis and thrust deeper into me.
I wanted to come so bad, but I wanted this to last.
He increased his speed in my ass and on my cock.
I almost choked on the other dick as it increased its speed. I struggled for air.
The other guy reached down and combed through the hair on my chest. He found my nipples and pinched them before rolling them in his fingers. His balls slapped me as he humped my face. He stiffened and shrieked as a load of come shot down my throat. Wave after molten wave of white-hot lava crashed down my throat. The salty-sweet taste triggered my orgasm.
I came in the blond’s hand, spraying semen over my pubic hair. My ass spasmed on his invading dick.
The blond’s dick swelled and contracted as his orgasm flowed into my ass. The force slammed against my prostate gland.
My cock exploded again and shot a spray of semen across my chest. Wave after wave of hot come flowed out of my shaft, as his hand milked me dry.
As I took a deep breath in, the other guy’s cock came again in my mouth. I wasn’t ready to swallow and the thick hot cream spurted over my tongue and dribbled down my cheek. I curled my tongue around his sensitive shaft and sucked as hard as I could. More molten come flowed down my throat. I swallowed as fast as I could, catching each wave between breaths of air. Sweat rolled over all three of our bodies as we gasped for oxygen.
The blond continued to stroke my dick, and the sensation was too much. I closed my eyes and struggled to free myself. “Stop, stop, STOP!” I said between cock thrusts.
I sucked harder on his dick, and he pulled it out and kept it away from my mouth.
The blond thrust deep into me one more time, emptying his balls, and then he slowly pulled out. He covered his sensitive hard-on. “WOW. That was hot.”
“Can you release me?” I asked.
The blond man had reached forward to the Velcro strap on my ankle, when the suspended blanket was pulled back.
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bsp; Two men with guns entered with towels wrapped around their waists. “Don’t anyone move. All we want is him.” One thug pointed his gun at me.
The blond dove for the metal cart and pulling something from underneath it as he pushed it to the other guy. He aimed and shot his pistol twice, and the two intruders fell to the floor.
The other guy kicked the guns away from the thugs’ hands as they moaned on the floor. He handcuffed one thug as the blond clicked his cuffs on the other. Once subdued, they checked the men and their gunshot wounds.
“Can you…” was all I got out.
“Freeze.”
My partner, Daniel, entered the room with his gun drawn. “You’re all under arrest.”
Four policemen rushed in and grabbed the two thugs on the floor. They carried or dragged them out as another officer entered the room.
Daniel pointed to my bare ass hanging in the sling. “He’s over there, Chief.”
Chief Emerson walked over to me. “Do you know how long we’ve been working on this place? The biggest drug dealer in Minneapolis is supposed to be running his shit through here.”
“Chief, I only ran in here because those guys were shooting at me.” I pointed with my secured hand.
My two captors moved closer to Chief. The brown-haired man said, “We recognized him as soon as he entered our space, and just as he said, he was being followed.”
The blond added, “We put him to work to cover his ass.”
Chief bent over and peered at my butt. “Nice ass, definitely one worth saving.” He shook his head and exited the space.
“Thanks,” I called to his departing form.
Daniel came closer and tickled my bare foot. “If the guys downtown could see you now.”
“Half of them have already,” I said as I pulled on the straps. “Can you get me out of here?”
Daniel smiled at me and started to pull his shirt over his head.
“What are you doing?”
My partner tossed his shirt on top of the metal cart. “It’s my turn.” He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly.
I could see he didn’t wear any underwear. His thick curly bush peeked out of the opening. He opened his jeans wider and pulled out his thick cock. He stroked it a few times, and it rose to full erection. He ran his finger along my hairy leg, across my thigh and up to my balls. “In case someone passes by, we have to keep up our cover. Right?”
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