Gay for XXX

Author’’s Note:

To my Editor, thank you for helping a novice fulfil his dream, you”re my skank. Again, this chapter features extreme reluctance and unwillingness, you”ve been warned…

CHAPTER 4

Andy’’s already tense frame grew even more rigid to the point of snapping in two as he registered Alan’’s words. As his mind raced over Alan’’s words, his mind dimly took in the approaching voices.

”Yeah, man! Now the party’’s really getting started!” yelled Brad-Lee.

”You know it!” said Brewster.

”Yo, whore! Get your ass over here and bow to your masters!” came Jason’’s voice.

Andy turned his head to look over at where all the noise was coming from. Brewster, Brad-Lee and Jason were standing at opposite sides of the bed, hovering over Andy, while Alan sat on the edge of the bed, Brian standing next to him.

”You heard the man, Andrew, and I wouldn”t aggravate him if I were you.” Alan’’s voice sounded so matter of fact to Andy and he was so transfixed by the way he”d said it that he didn”t move.

Suddenly Andy felt a tug on his hair and an almighty pull, then he felt himself being lifted from the bed by his hair. Suddenly the struggle in Andy took over. The pain in his ass, the pain that was shooting through his head and scalp was at the back of his mind as he struggled to find a stable position to balance his knees and defend himself. He felt his head being yanked back and heard the smack of a bare hand on a cheek before the acid burning sting took over the left side of his face. The force of the hand that connected with his face was so strong it had sent him back on to the bed and threw his frame against the bedpost. The impact knocked the wind out of Andy, but his aggressor seemed not to notice or care.

As Andy was struggling to catch his breath he felt two hands pulling at his ankles, straightening his form. He felt the weight of someone climbing on top of his chest and settling there. Focusing his eyes Andy saw Brad-Lee looking down at him. All the fight left Andy as soon as it had entered him. He was exactly what he was, a scared, hurt 19 year old boy. Brad-Lee leaned forward and Andy felt his huge hands as they wrapped around his fragile throat, clamping down and crushing his windpipe.

”Now listen here, and listen fucking good. That pissing Princess treatment you got from your man Alan is over. We ain”t playin” like that. It’’s time you be treated like the cum-bag slum bucket whore you are. You understand me, bitch?”

Andy was on the verge of passing out. He hadn”t properly recovered from the blow he”d received before. As Andy felt his throat being squeezed even harder before Brad-Lee yelled, ”I said, you understand me, bitch?”

It was all Andy could do to not just let go and let the darkness envelop him, but his natural need for air made him give a slight nod and he gasped for air as Brad-Lee relieved the pressure from his throat. But the presence on his chest remained.

As Andy was gasping for air and fighting to gain control over his breathing he heard Brad-Lee say, ”You”re nothing, you hearing me? You”re the fucking bowl we take a piss and shit in. You”re a cheap cum eating whore and we”re gonna make sure by the end of tonight you”ll be just as convinced of that truth as we are.”

”And don”t think that Alan will have mercy on you,” Brewster continued, ”You”re less than nothing to him now; second hand goods. He wouldn”t touch you with a pole. You”re all ours now.”

Andy heard them speak but it was like they were in a huge tunnel, all their words sounded so hollow and far away. Then Jason spoke in a calm and authoritative voice.

”Don”t look so confused, Andy. More cherries have been popped on this bed than there are cards in a deck. And once Alan broke them in, took them any way he wanted, it’’s like they turn in to slime. Like second rate fucking human beings, ruined, spoiled. To him, anyway. For us it’’s good, it just confirms to us each and every time that they, you, are born sluts, cock whores, and it’’s our job to make you see it too. To make you believe that truth. So everyone wins, you see?” The last was said in a friendly, almost childish way.

Andy had noticed a while ago the tears had started falling again. The left side of his cheek was numb from the smack he”d received and his vision blurred from the tears. He just wanted to crawl up in himself and wake up somewhere else. In his old bed at Alice’’s, where he would get up and have the breakfast she”d prepared and listen to her call her plans for the day and make a list of all the chores he needed to do. He wanted to feel safe, protected and clean. As Brad-Lee got up from his chest and picked up the camera, Andy wanted to cry his guts out, cry and weep, for he knew that after that night he would never be the same again. But Andy knew crying would bring him nothing. Nothing would be able to help him now. As he stared up at Brewster’’s nude form, he had never been more convinced of a fact in his life.

*

Alan had settled himself on a chair a few feet from the bed. He was out of the camera’’s range yet close enough not to be completely removed from the action. But as Andy took in the massive erection on Brewster and equally alarming size of Jason’’s hardening member, his mind wasn”t on Alan at that moment. As Andy was watching the scene before him with a detachedness of an animal resigned to its fate, he was half jolted from his reverie by Brewster’’s stern voice.

”Now our man Alan there has already stretched the playground for us real good, but I think a bit more prep work is needed to get you to take this piece of man,” he pointed down to his dick. ”See, Andrew, we ain”t all bad,” Brewster looked at Brad-Lee holding the camera, and grinned, ”at least not me,” he concluded.

Andy stared disdainfully at Brewster, then felt a sudden shift in the weight on the bed and saw Jason start to crawl to him on his knees, now fully erect.

He said to Andy, ”For what we”re planning for you, we”ll be needing proper lube,” and as an afterthought added, ”more for our own comfort than yours.” And with that Jason sank down and literally attacked Andy’’s mouth with his own. Before Andy had a chance to refuse him entry Jason’’s tongue was already down his throat ravaging his mouth.

”Yea, baby! Brad, you getting this?” yelled Brewster.

”Every second!” came Brad-Lee’’s enthusiastic reply.

While Jason covered Andy’’s mouth, effectively limiting his vision, he felt two strong hands grip his thighs and start to turn him over on his stomach. Jason finally broke the kiss and aided Brewster in his efforts. After lying flat on his stomach Andy felt Brewster get on top of him and sit on his back. He saw Jason bend over the edge of the bed and pick up two pairs of handcuffs. Andy started to struggle then, the sense of powerlessness overtaking him once again. He didn”t want to be cuffed and rendered defenceless, but as Brewster spread his arms and chuckled as Jason snapped the cuffs around his wrists Andy gave up his struggle, remembering the fruitlessness of his earlier attempts. Brewster got off of Andy, leaving him in a spread eagled position, again his chest slightly raised of the bed from the cuffing.

Whistling through his teeth Brewster called out, ”Damn! That is some world class as right there! Bri, get a shot of that ass!”

Andy’’s face was hot with humiliation as he heard the zoom function of the camera being activated. His mind barely registered the sudden pain on his left ass cheek, the sound of the ”whack” reverberating in his ears. By the third smack the pain seeped in to his consciousness and he started to squirm under the assault. Brewster was sitting on Andy’’s knees, yelling obscenities at him with every smack. It felt to Andy as if his ass was on fire. Just as quick as it had started, it stopped. But Andy didn”t feel Brewster’’s weight lift from his legs. He noticed Brad-Lee stuck with the camera in his face all the while, moving and readjusting his position to catch the best angles. Andy felt two hands on his ass, kneading and massaging his muscles. It wasn”t a gentle massage, but it wasn”t painful either. Just as Andy was beginning to wonder what had happened to Jason he felt a presence next to him. As he turned his head to look up at Jason, he saw the same ”dead man’’s look” he”d seen Jason give him in the van. Jason slid down on the bed and propped his head underneath Andy’’s armpit, pushing his body past the V Andy’’s arms formed. Sitting up with his back against the headboard and legs spread beneath Andy, Andy’’s face was level with Jason’’s 8½ inch cock. Andy felt the bile rise in his throat as realization dawned. Tears of resignation shone in his eyes as he felt a hand grip his hair and yank his head back. He heard a fierce: ”Suck on that!” from above him felt his head pushed forward, the musky taste of dick and pre cum filling the back of his mouth.

”Mother Fucker!” Jason’’s outraged voice sounded almost as high as a schoolgirl’’s as he yelled, ”Mother fucking cunting whore!”

The yank of Andy’’s head was so violent Andy swore he heard something snap.

”The bitch teethed my dick!” Mother fucker! Just look at that. He could have bitten the whole thing off!”

Brad-Lee chuckled from behind the camera. ”You gotto remember he’’s still a newbie, he still needs to be trained. He’’s not an expert cocksucker, yet. Although,” Brad-Lee sounded thoughtful through his laughter, ”the others were quick learners. But maybe his talents lie elsewhere, if you know what I mean,” Brad-Lee laughed suggestively.

”Yea, it’’s easy for you to say you fucker, it’’s not your dick he”d almost chomped off!” Jason sounded indignant. ”Besides, you don”t have anything to worry about. By the time you get to him he”ll be completely broken in.”

Brad-Lee laughed at Jason’’s tirade, then said, ”Oh I”m sure there”ll still be some fight left in him that I can force out of him.”

Jason ignored Brad-Lee’’s amused voice as he intensified his grip on Andy’’s head, forcing Andy to look him in the eyes as he said, ”Now listen here you mother fucking cunt,” Jason said menacingly, ”I so much as fucking notice the teeth in your mouth the next time you”re sucking on my cock I”ll personally knock them all out and make you fuckin” swallow each of ”em, you hear?”

Andy nodded, alarmed more by the look in Jason’’s eyes than by his words. This time Jason slowly led Andy’’s head onto his cock. Andy noticed that Jason’’s dick had softened somewhat, but it didn”t take long for it to get where it had been.

While Jason was swelling in Andy’’s mouth again, he started a rhythm with his hand pushing Andy’’s head back and forth, preparing Andy for deep throating him. Andy felt the pressure from his ass lift and a few seconds hot breath spilled over his pucker. He felt a hot tongue circling the hole and then a pair of hands pulling his ass apart, and felt Brewster bury his face in his ass. Andy gasped as he felt the tongue breach his ass, then gagged and was concentrating hard on not letting his teeth grate on Jason’’s dick. Andy was gagging violently but Jason was holding his head in place, forcing Andy to relax his gag reflex and take him deeper. Andy had to breathe through his nose in order to breathe at all, and every breath he took was a mixture of man sweat and spit.

Just when Andy thought he couldn”t take anymore Jason pulled his head down, completely burying himself down Andy’’s throat. Andy started gagging violently again and was sure he was going to pass out from lack of air when he felt the tongue that had been pushed up his ass being replaced by two fingers. The fingers were rough and urgent in its exploring, unlike Alan’’s. The fingers were prodding and stretching him toughly while Jason had worked up a rhythm again. Andy felt a shove of the fingers up his ass, as if Brewster’’s hand was looking for a firm grip, then felt himself being pushed up on the bed by the hand and two fingers in his ass. Andy was struggling to settle on his knees, the new position forcing Jason’’s cock deeper in to his mouth. He felt a sudden cold liquid sensation flowing down his crack and felt two fingers retreat and then enter him again, lubing him up. He felt the two fingers pull back completely and was missing its filling presence when he felt something stroke the entrance to his hole. Andy realised that Brewster was going to penetrate him and clamped up defensively. But Brewster’’s lube and rubbered up dick was insistent and soon the head was past his ring. Even though he”d had a dick up his ass not half an hour ago, Andy still wasn”t prepared for the all consuming pain that shot through his ass and travelled through his body. Brewster wasn”t as patient as Alan had been, but he did give Andy brief pauses to adjust to him. Brewster was much bigger than Alan, although maybe not as thick. Brewster wasn”t going to be satisfied unless he was completely buried inside Andy’’s ass, and when he had only three inches to go Brewster thrust his hips into Andy and submerged himself completely.

As Andy gave a guttural moan at the back of his throat in protest, Jason only increased his pace. Jason lifted his hips to meet the rhythmic thrusts his hand created on the back of Andy’’s head, slamming in to him each time.

”Don”t just lie there with your mouth open! Suck on it!”

Andy realised he”d just been letting Jason ram his mouth and had been so concerned about not teething him that he”d been to afraid to do anything else. If he could just get them off, then maybe this could end sooner, Andy thought. As Andy closed his lips over Jason’’s shaft and concentrated on getting him to come, he was acutely aware of Brewster’’s dick between his ass. As Brewster had thrust the last few inches in to him he didn”t give Andy any time to adjust, just started fucking him brutally. Every now and again Brewster would hit one of his cheeks while thrusting himself deeply in to Andy. Andy moaned and Jason shoved his dick deeper down Andy’’s throat. Andy’’s ass had grown accustomed to Brewster’’s dick but was still painfully aware of every inch of Brewster’’s cock. That’’s how he felt the subtle change in Brewster’’s cock, the tensing of his balls, and knew Brewster was getting close.

Brewster picked up the pace and really started laying in to him. Jason as if sensing the shift too, increased his pace to a slamming thrust. While this was happening, Andy kept praying that Jason wouldn”t come in his mouth. He”d never given head before and certainly never swallowed anyone’’s load, the thought of Jason marking him like that nauseated Andy. The sudden contracting of Jason’’s balls and the slam of Andy’’s head in to his groin dispelled any doubts he might have had about that. Just as Jason’’s cock gave its first twitch Brewster gave an almighty shove and Andy felt him shudder with release. Jason was buried so deep down Andy’’s mouth that when the hot liquid shot out of him it hit the back of Andy’’s throat and Andy had no choice but to swallow. Jason’’s release didn”t ease up and as Andy was gagging on the hot sticky liquid that was leaking from his mouth and nose now, he thought Jason would never dry up. After what felt like an hour Jason lifted Andy’’s head off of his now rapidly softening cock and smeared the cum and saliva mix over his cheeks and mouth. Brewster was still submerged inside him, but had stopped twitching. Sliding down the bed again Jason came to eye level with Andy and made eye contact with him. He stared in to Andy’’s humiliated eyes, taking in the drying cum leaking from his mouth and nose, then broke in to a grin that transformed his face.

”Thanks, babe,” Jason said and slipped out from underneath Andy. Brewster slid out of Andy with a wet plop and gave his ass one more hard whack before stepping off the bed. He then said, ”Alan always had an eye for the good ones.”

Then like a choreographed movement Brewster and Jason took the cameras from Brad-Lee and Brian and took their positions at various angles round the bed. Brian walked over to Andy and undid the cuffs. Andy fell down on the bed, sounding winded. Brian, sensing Andy’’s exhaustion, turned him over on to his back. The glare of the light reflected in Andy’’s eyes and made him squint. Brian picked up his head and laid it on to his lap. Sensing a bit of sympathy Andy decided to make the most of it. He tried to make his voice come out as strong as possible, and said, ”Water.”

Andy felt Brian start to move before Brad-Lee bellow, ”What the fuck is this! The Gay Messiah? He doesn”t get anything unless I say so. And if he’’s really thirsty, there’’s a steady supply of cocks that need milking in this room. All he need do is just say the word and he”ll have more than he can swallow.”

Andy’’s head fell back on the bed as Brian shot up from his spot.

”He’’s been through some shit tonight, Brad. Don”t be a fucking cunt. If the kid wants some water, then just let him have it.”

”What, you turning soft on us, Bri?” This the first words Alan had spoken since taking his seat in the chair. ”You crushing on Andrew there? You wanna take him home and marry him?” A dangerous edge had crept in to Alan’’s voice.

”Don”t be nuts, Al. I was just saying, is all.” Cautiousness came in to Brian’’s voice as he spoke to Alan.

Silence followed a few moments before Alan said, ”Well get the fuck on with it, yea? It’’s getting late and we still have to go dump the cum-bag and get the van back.”

Andy’’s mind was racing. Did Alan mean dump him as in dispose of him, or just ditch him somewhere? Andy was yanked out of his reverie by the grip and pull of his thighs by none too gentle hands.

”Wake up bitch! Remember earlier when you decided to play hero? Remember my promise? Well it’’s party time for us, slut. You ready for me?”

Andy laid motionless on the bed, staring to his side and trying to avoid eye contact. A loud smack on his thigh made him wince and turn to see where it had come from out of habit.

”When I speak you”ll acknowledge me, right?”

Before Andy could reply another smack landed on the same spot as the previous.

”Right?” and another smack followed.

Andy started to nod and cried out as another violent smack reverberated through the air.

”Yes!”

”Yes, what?” Smack. ”Yes what?” another smack. The smacks were increasing in time and severity.

”Yes sir!” Another smack stung Andy’’s flesh.

”Good, you”re learning. That’’s rule number one.”

Andy wasn”t sure whether his thigh was bleeding or not, but he felt the pain acutely.

”Yo Bri, prep him for me while I get my stuff. And make sure he’’s tied up good, man. I don”t wanna have anther runner like we did that other time when things were just starting to heat up.”

Andy thought he heard Brian mumble something under his breath and saw a mixture of resignation and apprehension in his posture. He felt Brian’’s gentle hands lift his arms above his head and thought he was going to be cuffed again but was surprised when Brian instead took out thick pieces of rope from the bedside cabinet. As Andy watched himself get bound again he noticed dark flecks on the rope that wasn”t part of its original colouring. He felt Brian tightening the rope with several knots around his wrists and then Andy realized that dark red colour was bloodstains. Probably from other boys that came and went before him, he thought grimly. Andy already knew that resistance would benefit him no end and wasn”t planning on struggling and adding any more to Brad-Lee’’s sadistic pleasure. And, was sure that if he lay quiet and still his wrists wouldn”t chafe too much and then he wouldn”t bleed. After his wrists were bound to the bedpost Andy saw Brian scoot down the bed then grab his ankles. He tied a piece of rope against each ankle and secured it with several knots. After he finished Brian lifted Andy’’s knees above his head as high as they”d go, and tied them on opposite ends of the bed. Andy’’s ass and testicles were now fully exposed, and he could barely move an inch. He saw Jason and Brewster both position themselves in front of his ass and zoom in on his exposed ring and balls when he noticed Brad-Lee standing behind them.