Throbbing pain, hunger, and discomfort had me starting to feel a bit of panic after Rick left me in the crate. I immediately started chugging water as fast as I could and within 15-20 minutes I felt the pressure in my bladder and I maneuvered onto my knees in order to pee into the dog bowl that he had left for me. I pissed a limited amount of piss and I immediately put it to my lips to try to train myself to drink. I took a sip and tried to swallow but I gagged. My piss was thick and strong since I hadn't been fully hydrated over the weekend. I spit the first sip into the bucket. I tried again same result. I poured a little water into my piss bowl and tried again. I was able to get a small sip down and then fought the urge to puke for the next 30 seconds or so. I tried and swallowed a bigger sip and almost immediately started puking into the bucket.
Rick came back a little while later. He came and switched the bucket out and gave me some more water. He came back to the cage again and once again stood a few feet away and pulled his cock out. I perked up in the cage waiting for his flow to start. It soon started and with his aim it immediately started crashing down into my mouth. I was able to tolerate the taste better this time. "Swallow pig" he said and as soon as I tried to swallow the mouthful of his piss I gagged again and spit it out. He kept pissing on my face and towards my mouth and I tried again and did a little better getting a swallow down but started coughing soon after.
After he was empty he opened the cage and directed me to bathroom. He hosed me down again. He gave me a sponge and instructed me to clean up my crate a bit. Once I did he told me to hand the sponge to him and he locked the crate again. "You'll get it eventually." Rick said. He held up a bottle of beer he was drinking "I'm trying to help." He said in a friendly way before heading back upstairs.
I got back to chugging water. I was so hungry that it almost hurt my stomach to chug. The pain I felt was subsiding but the general discomfort of the crate was frustrating. However, there was no question that I was turned on by all this, as brutal as it was. I was kind of shocked the degree to which I felt turned on by the abuse that had been inflicted.
Rick's next visit was similar. I was starting to get a few swallows down before a gag came on and I spit it up. This time when I did that he started spraying my eyes with piss and moving his piss direction quickly as if to show his frustration in the way he hosed me down. "Fucking pussy." He yelled at me and laughed. He knew he was pushing me hard.
I kept drinking. My next piss was a full bladder and clearly more, well, clear. I was able to tolerate sips. The popcornish taste of piss was not bothersome. I felt encouraged. I had downed most of the bowl of my piss before Rick came back again. As I heard him approach I took a position on my back and sat up on my elbows. In the ready position. I thought that I was prepared.
"Learning a bit? Good boy." RIck said. His words starting to slur a bit as it was clear he was loading up on the beers in order to keep his piss flowing. He walked up to the crate like a urinal and pulled out his cock and started pissing right away. I felt my dick get rock hard as I had the confidence to feel like I could enjoy taking down a bladder full. I soon learned that sipping from a bowl is different than drinking from a firehose of beer piss. I made significant progress but soon my mouth was getting too full too quick and my stomach was still not ready for the shock of drinking piss. I got one big mouthful down and quickly opened my mouth for another and as I took a second gulp I retched again and spit up everything. "Fuck" I said as he kept pelting my face with his stream despite my failure.
"Getting there" he said as he finished up. He unlocked the crate and let me into the bathroom and hosed me down again. He had me clean out the crate again and locked me in again after refreshing my water supply.
"You can do this kiddo" he said as he stumbled back up stairs.
Almost immediately I was ready to piss again. I decided that I had to chug it in order to get fully prepared for Rick. I took a deep breath once I finished filling the bowl and I started chugging. As this process had been progressing I noticed that both my piss and Rick's piss had become more pallatable, likely because of the major hydration going on. I forced myself to drink it all down and once I did I had to fight off the heaving for a few minutes before I felt like I had it down.
When Rick came down again my stomach was full of my own piss and so was my own bladder. His next attempt went much much better but I just couldn't keep it all down given how much I had to drink and how badly I had to go. When I spit out the mouthful after getting about ¾ of Rick's offering down, Rick yelled "motherfucker" out and kicked the crate. "Sorry man I'm almost there." I replied.
When he let me out to hose me down, I pissed in the shower while he was cleaning me off. "Wasting all that?" Rick said.
"I know I can do it I don't need more practice, just need room in my stomach."
"The next one is going to fill that belly. I've been patient with you, I'm going to get frustrated if we have to keep doing this."
"I know I can do it next time. Any chance you can just piss right into my mouth?" I asked, thinking that would be easier.
"I'll be back boy" Rick said slapping my ass hard before he put me back into the crate. This time he looped my leash around a pole near the cage so that I was somewhat immobilized in my cage, being forced to sit up.
He came back a while later. He seemed wasted. "I've been holding this one in. It should be as clear as can be. If you can't make it this time I'm going to beat your ass and go to sleep." Rick said, laughing.
"I promise I can swallow it all. Please just put it right in my mouth."
"You hungry little cocksucker, we aren't here for that right now." Rick said.
"It would just be so much easier. I can do it." I begged, basically the first time I had ever pushed back on Rick's commands.
Rick walked over and opened the crate. He unhooked and then pulled my leash violently and led me into the shower.
"Knees" he said as he pulled out his rod. It was pretty hard. He shoved it into my mouth and started pissing. He resisted my efforts to push his manhood into my throat where the piss would flow directly down. I was extremely turned on as I felt the piss filling up my mouth but I started to work my throat to chug it down while it was flowing. I had to make "glug" sounds as I swalled his piss while keeping his cock in my mouth. I stared up at my man as he made me his toilet. I started stroking myself.
Rick had pulled his phone out and was doing something as I was taking down his piss. He ignored me looking up at him as I inhaled his liquid waste. This was definitely more piss than any earlier attempt. I kept glugging and it felt like it was going down easy. I was so fucking turned on to become Rick's little toilet. It felt like a gallon went into my mouth and down my throat but it didn't matter. This was hot. Yet another thing that I couldn't have imagined just a few weeks before and now was almost an obsession.
He finally finished. He held his hand on the back of my head, said "holy shit" and pulled his cock out and used his other head to smack me hard on the bridge of my nose with his dick. I took a dramatic swallow to ensure I got every last drop down.
"Shower up and clean your ass boy, you have made it out of level zero." Rick said and he laughed.
I took a shower and used the enema shower head to clean myself out once again. There wasn't much to clean since I must have been approaching 18 hours without food. When I got done with the shower I found an outfit for me on a chair near the door: a jock strap, some gym shorts, a sleeveless shirt and a ball cap.
I was happy to be out of the crate but the outfit just gave me a strong sense that I wasn't done with tough treatment for the day. I got dressed and didn't have any indication of what I should be doing. I started to walk up the stairs toward the house and Rick came to the door upstairs without opening it and yelled "wait for me to call you up."
I spent a few minutes waiting. I looked around the basement a bit and saw a mix of normal shit and a bunch of stuff that seemed to have some connection to some type of sex play or another. Some things I saw confused and scared me. Before I could dwell too much I heard the doorbell ring and movement upstairs. I heard some walking around and talking for a couple minutes and then it died down. I heard footsteps again and then Rick's voice at the door upstairs. "Come on up buddy." What a weird thing to yell.
I came upstairs and walked through the garage into the house. Rick was standing at the threshold of the dining room area straight ahead of me and he directed me to the living room area. I walked through and into the living room area and I found a bald and very bulky black man relaxing on the couch, looking me up and down as I entered.
"This is Derek. A very important client of ours. I wanted him to meet you."
I waved hello and stood sort of shyly, feeling very discombobulated by the events of the day.
"Shit dude you look like a fuckin' tight end you play college ball?" Was Derek's first reaction to me. The way he said it gave me the strong sense that this was an actual football player. I started to mumble my answer as I stood there.
"You gonna' tell your boy to come sit down or what" Derek said to Rick interrupting me.
"Go sit with Derek please." Rick said to me in a condescending manner. I complied and sat next to him, but not too close.
"Your boy fuckin' retarded or something Rick?" Derek said after a few seconds of me awkwardly sitting near him.
"He's not going to fucking bite you" Rick said to me "Derek is here for a date with you don't be rude."
I moved up into a position right up under Derek's arm in a couch cuddle with my head against his arm pit area. Derek squeezed his arm around me a little.
"Derek plays pro ball. I know you're not from here but he's a local legend." I had gotten the hint before Rick told me but that made this much more intriguing. I started rubbing Derek's chest and the guy was absolutely massive. It seemed he was about 6 feet and he was not cut up, but his muscles were massive. As I started stroking his body Derek started to really react to me. He started rubbing my back and ass. I was covered in welts and each touch hurt like absolute hell.
Derek and I locked eyes and I put my head forward ready for a kiss. "Come on now I don't kiss no hoes. Not usually at least." Derek said.
"He's a fucking good kisser man but I hear you on that. He's a great piece of ass, you're going to love him, he's still being broken in but he's top shelf for sure." Rick said still standing in the threshold, selling me like a lightly used luxury car. It dawned on me that this was the first time I had played with anyone in front of Rick, and it was the first time I had ever hooked up with a guy in anyone else's presence.
"Oh you a good bitch, huh?" Derek said as I kept stroking his massive chest and shoulders. "what you good at?"
I started to answer. "Don't fucking tell me you gonna show me boy." Derek told me.
Derek was dressed in a tee shirts and jeans. It seemed to be time for me to show him by getting to work. I ran my hand down his chest to his belly and placed my hand on his lap. I felt a massive anaconda in his jeans. It actually terrified me. I had seen porn where the inexperienced girl is introduced to the monster cock for the first time. This felt like that moment. I had never been with a black dude before and it seemed that Rick had found a massively endowed black guy to drive the stereotype home for me.
Derek saw the look on my face when I rubbed on his dick and he laughed hard. "Damn you gonna be ready for that whether your or not you ready for that." Rick joined in the laughing.
I helped Derek pull his shirt off, revealing an absolutely massive physique. In turn Derek pulled my shirt off.
"Yo Rick what the fuck you be doing with these guys out here man you crazy." Was Derek's reaction to my bruised up body.
"Looks like he's got a little bit of a black eye too. Damn you crazy Rick." Derek continued.
"Like I said, breaking him in, he's tough as all hell though and he actually loves that shit." Rick explained.
"You white people are fucking crazy. The only damage I would do to someone during sex is with my dick, that's it." Derek said and we all laughed.
"I actually feel like he's going to have a harder time with that kind of damage than whatever I've been doing to him." Rick chimed in. That scared me.
I unbuttoned Derek's pants and pulled them down revealing boxer briefs with a massive bulge beneath. I rubbed my face on the bulge and sniffed in for effect.
Derek basically picked me up from next to him and placed me between his legs with an effortless pull of one arm. It was crazy strength.
I was between his legs with my face near his bulge as Derek pulled his own boxers off and his cock sprung out and bounced off my face like in a movie.
It was easily 10 inches and thick. A true BBC.
"Give me that mouth before we get to that booty." Derek said as he grabbed behind my head and guided his cock into my mouth.
It literally made my jaw hurt from the extension. I was a budding cocksucker but I struggled to get even half of it into my mouth. My struggles were soon short circuited as Derek started forcing it into my throat. My eyes watered and I felt like I was going to suffocate. How the fuck was this going to fit into my ass? I was starting to panic as Derek started ramping up the aggression.
As he started forcing his monster into my throat I could feel it slide deeper than any dick had ever been. I choked and gagged but I let him keep pushing in. I was spitting and gagging on his cock, and I let that dribble out of my mouth. Soon I was somehow down to the hilt of his cock with my nose touching his belly area.
"Give me that throat boy, give me that throat." Was all Derek could say as he held my chin with one hand and the top of my head with the other. The now familiar holding of my head and violent thrusting began. But this was different. First, this was by far the biggest cock I had ever played with. Second, I was hungry and uncomfortable and felt extremely weak. As much as I love cock this felt a little bit like true work. Not in the same way as fucking Bill. This felt like a dream come true where I wished I had gotten a bit more sleep to prepare for the adventure.
After a little while of this thrusting and me trying to hold in my spitting up, Derek pulled his dick out of my mouth and stood up. In another act of strength he picked me up off the floor and flipped me over so he was holding me almost like he was going to deliver a Tombstone piledriver like in wrestling. He pretty quickly flipped me onto my back so I was upside down with my head hanging over the side of the couch. As soon as I was flipped over I saw that Rick was now standing just a few feet away watching lustfully and looking buzzed. He was rubbing his cock through his clothes and his bulge was huge.
I had seen this movie before. Literally. I knew what was coming. Derek leaned over the coach and put his hands on the back of the seat near my legs. He dipped down and plunged his cock into my throat. It went in a bit easier but the last few inches still felt like total suffocation. I started to gag immediately. I tried to hold on by grabbing my legs or gripping the coach cushion. Soon the rhythm of his pumping my throat had his balls slapping against my eyes with nearly every thrust.
The spit started to well up in my mouth and I had no choice but to start to let it go. It dripped out of my mouth down on my face and into my nose and on my eyes.
"Gonna fuck up your couch and your floor Rick" Derek said as I started to lose a lot of saliva.
"He will clean it up, who gives a fuck for now." Rick said. I could feel the bully energy building between them.
My face was covered in spit within minutes as he gagged me mercilessly. At some point I did let go off my hunger and tiredness and started to truly enjoy losing control to this monster of a guy. I had surrendered. It was no longer about being able to force myself to take his dick in my throat. His dick was going in my throat regardless of my effort. That gave me some freedom.
My face truly became absolutely covered with piss tinged spit up and spit.
The shit talking increased. Derek and Rick started talking about the spit roasting that was about to happen. They were discussing the logistics of whether Rick should fuck me a first to "start opening me up" or if Derek should get to feel it nice and tight before "ripping me open."
Derek ripped the gym shorts off me eventually. He started slapping at my cock and balls in a way that I did not enjoy. It was almost too much but I didn't quit or complain. Derek's throat pumping got to the familiar point where it almost felt like I was going to lose consciousness from lack of air supply.
At some point Derek pulled his cock out and grabbed me up again and lifted me again and moved me. my face was so covered with gobs of spit I really couldnt see what was happening. I felt him put me down on the ottoman that was in the living room. He draped my head over the side again and continued the onslaught.
Derek started fiddling with my hole a little. Fingers were never welcome the way that a tongue or dick would be but I allowed it. When he realized I was relatively tight he took a little scoop off of my face and used that to lubricate my hole a bit.
"Rick this boy might be too tight what the fuck? You don't want me to kill him do you?" Derek asked.
Rick was now very close. "This bitch will take it, trust me." Rick said.
"Think you gotta open him up a tiny bit, I will split him if you don't" Derek added. I was terrified now.
Pretty soon I felt an unkind hand scooping spit off my face. A few seconds later and another scoop and immediately I felt it slopped onto my hole. Only a few seconds later Rick was forcing his cock into me. And I mean forcing. I could tell he was trying to give me a shocker type feeling. He did make me jump a little, which caused Derek to hold my shoulders down as he pressed his cock farther down my throat.
PRetty quickly I had my first euphoric experience with being spitroasted. Derek was pumping my throat and Rick was pumping my ass. We were all moving in unison at least for a minute or 2 and it was amazing.
This went on for a few minutes before Derek said "its time bitch." And pulled his cock out of my mouth. My jaw felt relief. My ass was feeling fairly stretched from Rick's cock fucking me. I had no idea how Derek's monster was supposed to fit inside of me.
Derek grabbed me by my hair on the back of my head and lifted me up off the ottoman. He stood me up and sort of threw me into the couch so I had to kneel down facing the back of the couch. He pushed the middle of my back down so I was bent over toward the back of the couch. He slapped my bruised ass hard and said "spread!" He tapped the inside of my thighs to push my legs apart. Then he grabbed around my ass and thighs to pull my ass back.
As soon as his massive cock pressed against my hole it started a shock through my body. I jumped involuntarily and straightened my back. "Oh fuck" I said. Derek quickly forced me back into position and started his assault on my anus again with the same result. "Sorry bro I'm not..." I said as Derek pushed me into position a third time as he said to Rick "gonna need some help keeping him still."
My spit was still covering my face quite a bit and was drying a bit, I had only partial vision. Rick's naked figure soon appeared on the backside of the couch in front of me and he pressed my shoulders down as Derek started his approach again. I still jumped a bit but Rick was keeping me bent over the couch and Derek had much tighter grip around my ass and hips so I was pretty much held in place. Derek's cock felt like it was ripping my asshole apart. I screamed. I realized as I felt completely stretched open that it was basically just the cockhead that was in me.
Derek took his hands from my ass and moved them to start pushing down the middle of my back with force. Given how strong he was, he could have put all 9-10 inches into me with a single thrust, but it was clear that he was trying to be relatively careful to not actually kill me. But not that careful.
"Please, at least a little lube, come on." I groaned into the coach that I was being held down to speak into.
"Fuck no bitch" Derek said almost immediately.
Rick, to his credit, stuck up for me. "Listen D its gonna be a rough fucking even with some lube let me grab some."
Rick let go of shoulders and took a minute to go and grab clear condiment dispenser bottle that was clearly repurposed as lube. He tossed it to Derek and resumed his position in front of me. Rick was so fucking hot the way he was walking around with his nice bod and rock hard dick. Rick saw me scoping him as he moved around and sort of laughed. He got back close to me ready for Derek's word. In the meantim as Derek was lubing up Rick playfully but forcefully started smacking his dick against my face. I had to laugh as well.
Derek poured the lube onto my ass and also seemingly covered his dick.
The playfullness with Rick ended quickly as Derek resume his position and placed his cock against my hole. Derek grabbed my hips and took a deep breathe. He plunged his dick into me hard. It felt like I was being ripped in half. He wasn't even putting all of it into me but it was the shock of the stretching of the entrance that was sending the earthquake through my body. Rick put me in a front facelock type hold and pushed down on me. I grabbed the back of the couch and squeezed. And screamed. I tried my best to stay in place and not jump but I could not help myself from resisting as Derek was trying to pull me by my hips back onto his cock. He was still getting in but it was a bit of a fight.
After a few minutes of struggling like this and excruciating pain, Derek was out of breath and sweating. "Yo Rick I gotta piss and get a drink - can you please talk to this bitch - your bitch..." Derek said with disgust towards me as he walked out of the room.
Rick leaned down and put his face up to mine. "Listen, baby, your my boy, I know this is tough, I don't like to see you struggle but the fact is you need to learn how to take this dick. You really only have a few choices. First, the good choice, he is going to come back and fuck your brains out and probably have you immobilized for a few days" Rick said with a chuckle. "Second choice is you say you can't do it and instead I just beat the fuck out of you for a while. After that I might send you out on the streets. Now, you're not a street whore, right? You gotta do hard things to be special." Rick said and he was in full master mode. He stared into my eyes for a minute after he spoke, which made me realize I was crying. I was mentally beat down by this
"Ok" is all I could say through tears and Rick stroked my head a bit as he tried to comfort me. As Derek came back he kissed me on the forehead and stood up.
"He should be ready now" Rick said "he is working really hard at this." He was stroking my shoulders a bit as he stood. I had my ass popped out a bit as I stayed on my knees on the couch. Derek took the opening and placed his cock head into my hole. It was a little less shocking but it was still a lot. Derek went a little easier on me this time, gradually pushing himself in me. As he got a few inches in his girth made me feel like I was going to shit all over him. I knew this was just the pressure of his massive dick because I had basically been starved since I had gotten back and had really cleaned out my hole in the shower. This was my first time experiencing that kind of cock pressure.
I groaned even as he went a little slower. He was stroking slowly and gently and working his cock into me gradually.
As I lay on that couch I learned that there are different thresholds inside your rectal channel that have to be broken painfully before you can tolerate being fucked that deeply. As Derek was working his way into me there were a few times when it felt clearly that his cock was hitting a back wall and that he could not get any deeper. Each time he would poke and stretch and I would yelp and eventually he would break through. I kept my head down and groaned into the couch as Derek worked his way through my tunnel. Rick was holding me down but also stroking my back lovingly.
I had a moment as I felt his massive dick all the way inside of me where I felt like it wasn't so bad and that I had conquered the task. I could take a monster dick and it was uncomfortable but not bad.
Then Derek started actually fucking me. Once he had worked his cock all the way into me and let me feel it inside me and get "comfortable" with it, he grabbed my hips again and pulled himself almost all the way out and started deep dicking me. While the feeling was not as intensely painful as the first run into me, it was still a massive dick that felt too big to fit in me. The deep dicking was rough to transition into and I started groaning and whining.
"Shut the fuck up bitch" Derek growled as I started to veer into the type of whining that might lead to telling him to stop. The deep dicking soon transitioned into jackhammering and I groaned and screamed. I kept my grip on the couch and I put my head up to howl. Rick started slapping his dick onto my face almost immediately. I opened for him to put it in my mouth and he warned me "no teeth I don't give a fuck how much it hurts" before plunging it into me. I immediately felt like I was actually airtight. I couldnt breath with Rick's dick smashing my mouth and throat and Derek was squeezing my hips extremely hard and fucking the hell out of me. It was excruciating at first, I felt like I was getting torn apart and there was no way for me to even breath or cry out. However, once I surrendered to the fact that I couldn't resist, that I was being forced and that I would be overpowered if I resisted, it made it a little bit easier. Knowing that I couldn't fight even if I wanted to made it so much easier not to fight. My dick was, after all, rock hard from this moment of pure domination that was taking place.
This was my first black cock and it was also my first time getting fucked by 2 guys at once. It felt like I was in the porno that I had obsessed with so much as a teenager where the girl is getting fucked hard and overpowered. I finally got the chance to be the center of attention in a spit roast.
I did get used to the massive cock a bit after a little while. It was a huge dick and it had me stretched but it was also pleasurable. The most pleasure, however, was derived from Derek and Rick's pleasure. Derek made complimentary statements about me (finally) to Rick as I was getting pounded by the two of them. He said I was the hottest piece of ass that Rick had ever brought to him.
After who knows how long Derek slowed down and eventually stopped, he slowly pulled out of tapped my ass before he sat down on the couch next to me. The vacuum left with his cock out of me was an amazing sensation. As much as it hurt to have him stuffing me I felt empty for a second without him.
Not for long as Derek looked at me, dick in hand and made a subtle head movement that told me that I was supposed to come and hop on his dick immediately. I complied. I swung my legs over him and faced him on the couch, I wasnt sure how to ride dick at that point so I started in a squat position with my feet planted in front of me and on each side of Derek. I held the back of the couch. Derek guided his cock right into my hole and I made the decision to plunder myself down onto it as much as I could, just to get it back in me. Soon Derek had a grip on my sides again and he was bouncing me up and down on his cock.
"White bitch, Rick tells me this is your first n--- dick" Derek said to me as I was getting pumped full of him again.
"Uhh, yeah" I answered feeling like he was setting me up for some sort of trick question.
"Tell me how much you like this n-- dick" he told me.
"Love this big black dick." I said knowing where this was going. Long story short he played that game for a few minutes as he was bouncing me up and down on his cock until he finally had his hands firmly around my throat and he was squeezing and I finally said "I love this n-- dick." Derek laughed and then slapped my face hard. "Don't you ever talk like that boy."
Rick was kind of wandering around and watching what was happening and stroking his cock. I wasnt sure if he was waiting for something or unsure of what do next. He would occasionally say something to support Derek or tell me how good I looked with a big black dick in my ass but he was mostly passive.
"Yo Rick let's split him some more." Derek said eventually.
"Oh shit D this kid is a little inexperienced for all that." Rick was trying to stick up for me, even though I wasnt sure what was even being contemplated.
After a little more discussion Derek had apparently convinced Rick, who walked around the couch behind me. Derek was still bouncing me on his cock but he slowed to a near halt once Rick was positioned behind me.
What happened next wasn't even something I could imagine before that. Rick started working his cock into my hole alongside Derek. My asshole felt split before that, this made it feel like it was getting torn up completely. I couldn't even imagine what was happening, Derek's cock was so outrageously and uncomfortably big and to now have Rick working his way in as well just felt like I was going to end up torn apart.
"RICK. PLEASE. I'M SORRY. I CAN'T. PLEASE DON'T." I screamed and I realized I was actually crying.
"Relax boy, you're doing great." Rick said almost pleading with me to relax.
"I CAN'T I REALLY CAN'T YOU'RE HURTING ME TOO MUCH."
Rick was continuing to move himself into me, splitting me more by the second. I was screaming. I reached around back to push him away.
"Thought you were ready for this." Rick said, sounding disappointed, as he pulled out of me. It felt like a relief despite still being impaled on a giant pole.
Derek understood the situation. He wrapped his arms around my waist and started to squeeze. He began rocking his hips up and down as he bounced me up and down within his grasp. He started to bounce me and himself pretty quickly and it felt intensely tight one again. I was now groaning very loudly and Rick came around the couch again to shut me up with his cock.
I could feel even more added aggression in Rick's fucking of my throat. I could tell he was not happy about me pushing him away from the DAP he was working on.
For the next few minutes Derek furiously bounced me on his dick and Rick held the back of my head and just forced his dick into my mouth about as forecefully as I could ever imagine. I gagged, I spit, I drooled, my eyes watered, all while having a massive dick fucking me relentlessly.
"Come on Rick come stuff him with me" Derek eventually said to Rick.
"You wanna try again?" Rick asked me with some sympathy towards me.
"I really really cant, anything but that" was my response.
As soon as that was settled Derek threw me off of him to the couch next to him. He stood up and spun me into position for some missionary. He was dripping sweat looking mean as hell. He put his legs on my shoulders and got ready to pump. Once he started I immediately started to fight my own resistance it. It was a natural reaction to try to "run" away from him pumping all the way into me. I was still a beginner bottom in a lot of ways and this was one of my first experiences being completly "turned out." I was quickly learning that a bottom needs to train themselves to relax and allow themselves to get pounded or it will make things much more difficult. As Derek was fucking me I had the reaction to try to stiffen up and evade the deep dicking. Even thought it was hurting like hell to take his dick, I started to focus my mind on relaxing and allowing him to pound me deeper without resisting. I could tell that Derek could tell that I was trying to open up and he responded by pushing harder and deeper. I tried my best to pull my knees toward my chest to him to get as open as possible. I would still squirm a bit every few seconds because he would hit a deeper spot that I didn't think I could handle. But I was surrendering my fate the best I could.
I heard Derek talking to Rick, who was standing off to the side.
"Should get a camera on this shit bro this kid is like porno level freaky." Derek said. I was worried that Rick would take him up on it and I didn't feel like resisting him more.
"Nah, I don't think this kid is ready for all that."
"Hear that. Well, you know we gotta finish this bitch porno style right?"
They seemed to know what that meant and I thought that I did too. Derek was leaning over me with my legs on his shoulders and he was fairly close to my face. His sweat was pelting my face. We were locking eyes as he pounded incredibly deep. Occasionally he would muzzle my mouth with his hand when I would cry out.
Rick said or did something for Derek to know that it was just about time. Derek increased his pace and force for about 45 seconds before he smacked my face genly and pulled himself out and away. He quickly pulled my legs off the couch so I was launched onto my ass on the floor. Immediately their dicks were in my face jerking and Rick started painting my face almost immediately with what seemed like the biggest load that he had let out during out time together. Derek was shortly afterwards and he groaned out very loudly and held the top of my head as he nut. Getting pelted with jizz in the "porno" style was incredbbly erotic but different than I would have expected from watching gangbang porn. It was warm and it hit my face with a splash. I was looking up at them with my mouth open and it wasn't long before my eyes were covered and my vision got difficult.
I was absolutely loving the moment of getting covered in both their loads. It was like I had achieved the moment that had first pulled me into hooking up with guys - the jealousy of watching girls in porn get the attention of being glazed in cum.
They stood over me, putting their cocks in my mouth to clean up, telling me a mix of compliments and shit talk. Once they were completely finished Derek showed me his phone in selfie mode to show my face covered in cum. "look at ya" he said laughing.
"Please no pictures" I said terrified that he would snap one.
"Don't be so fucking rude boy" Rick said, sounding genuinely pissed. "Derek knows how super sensitive this stuff is."
"Sorry." I said, almost whimpering.
My cock had been rock hard throughout most of this, but I was also overwhelmingly tired, hungry, and in excruciating pain.
"You should let Terry fuck this bitch" Derek said to Rick.
"He around?" Rick asked.
"I can call him" Derek said and started to dial.
"Please no more" I whimpered, but I could hear the phone ringing on Derek's phone. Just as I started to cry out more Rick grabbed me hard by my collar and started pulling, causing me roll over and fall in a way that he was soon dragging me out of the room. I got my bearings back enough to crawl with him and eventually got up and walked as he pulled out of the room and back towards the basement.
"Please no sir" I whispered to Rick as he pulled me. As he opened the door to the stairs I felt horror. I was able to keep my feet and not fall down the stairs but he continued to pull me aggressively. When we got to the bottom of the stairs he turned to me and grabbed my throat and forced me against the wall.
"What the fuck are you doing? Like really what the fuck am I supposed to do?" Rick said sternly to me.
"I'm sorry, you know I'm trying, you know I'm trying" I said to him, tears actually welling up in my eyes.
"If I say 2 cocks are going to stretch your ass, you fucking take it, if I drive a fucking truck through there you take it, or you get the fuck out." Rick actually yelled at me.
"I feel like I'm going to die man" I said.
"That hurts me man. You know I am going to take care of you." Rick said looking me in the eye.
"I am so exhausted and fucked up, I'm sorry." I said looking back.
"You gotta let his homey fuck you." Rick said, almost regrettfully.
"Is it another big black monster like him?" I asked.
Rick didn't react right away, he looked down and laughed, "Terry is different."
"different how?" I asked, curious and a little afraid.
"He reminds me of Josh" Rick said referring to my trainer, who was young lean and buff. "He's a running back not a lineman like that beast" Rick said referring to Derek.
"I'm sure he has a huge dick and is going to fuck me with no mercy." I said
"Obviously." Rick said laughing.
"I don't think I can do it." I said, crying a little again.
"You wanna fuckin' leave?"
"No! I really don't. I just don't think I can survive any more today. Please let me just go to bed and get some rest." I begged.
"I'll make a deal with you. After Terry fucks you, you can get some sleep and take it easy for a few days this week." Rick bargained.
"Fuck man I don't know if I can make it." I said, Rick pulled my collar and forced me across the room back into the kennel. He threw me in pretty hard.
"Wait here until I figure out a ride out of here for you." Rick said walking away.
"Please no!" I said to him as he started walking back up the stairs.
"You know what you have to do" Rick said and then slammed the basement door.
I started to panic again. All those feelings of hunger and pain were even stronger now, in addition to the anxiety of wondering if I was going to be kicked out. I truly did not think I could take another pounding at that point.
I laid back and started to try to relax, but the kennel as not very forgiving. I closed my eyes a bit. I whimpered a bit. I had no idea what to do. Then, after a few minutes I started to think about all the dick I had taken and the cum caked on my face. Thinking about the spitroasting that I had taken and my first black dick experience, I started to feel a little fluttering again. My dick got hard quickly as I started to stroke a bit. I pictured Terry in my mind and started to think about the faith I had that Rick wouldn't let me actually die for real.
I tried to yell "I'm ready" but realized it took several tries before I could muster anything of any volume. It was a little scary to be too tired to really yell.
I eventually got Rick's attention and he yelled something down to me about waiting or something.
A few minutes later he came down and let me out of the crate. "You got a few minutes until he gets here, let's clean you up." He sent me into the bathroom and helped me clean up a bit. There wasn't anything but lube to clean out of my ass but cleaning off my face required a little extra scrubbing. After getting me cleaned up Rick escorted me out of the bathroom and clipped the leash to a hook near the stairs and went back up stairs. Once he left I started feeling lightheaded and even a little nautious. I sat down on the stairs with my back against the wall and either passed out or started to nod off to sleep.
When the door bell rang I was still in a sleep state and as I heard the footsteps upstairs and the action taking place I was in a state of confusion for a few moments. I was also throbbing in pain from head to toe. As I came to and realized that I was in store for more abuse I felt anxious and even afraid.
"Let's go boy" Rick said a few moments later as he opened the staircase door. I looked up at him in slight confusion as I was clipped in place. "Don't tell me you've become fucking helpless already" Rick said, seemingly indicating he wanted me to unclip the leash myself. I did and I felt myself struggling up the stairs to Rick. Once I got up towards him and handing him my leash he yanked me close to him and said "you need to wake up" very firmly, before softening "its almost over you can do this he said." He bumped his forehead against mine lovingly and gave me a kiss before pulling me along with him. Rick was dressed again and he took me out through to the living room again. Derek was dressed sitting back on the couch talking to a younger lean black guy with dreads. His energy was immediately palpable.
"Here go dis bitch right here" Derek said when he saw us walk into the room. I stood on the leash for the guys to observe as they sat casually observing me and talking about me like I was subhuman.
"Damn what da fuck happened to him there?" The guy, who I concluded was Terry. The bruising on my body was more than noticeable. "He look like he went through a game with no fuckin pads on em." Terry said, and I was noticing a Louisiana type accent on him. It was intriguing for sure.
"I aint have nothin to do with nothin but this boy's ass, Rick was on some crazy white people shit with him as usual it seems." Derek said as they all laughed.
"Yo that boy big as hell but he also cute as fuck perfect little fuckboy you get herr rick" Terry said, which made me sort of happy, despite the fact that it meant he was about to pulverize me.
"It crazy he was trying to run away from your dick before he even knew that we call you 'Scary Terry'" they all laughed some more and when I said "oh shit" they really started to crack up.
"Yo boi whats up with that pussy you can take this dick or nah?" Terry said looking at me as he pulled a long hard black dick out of his pants and showed it to me. Terry was young, early 20s, thin and muscular with dreadlocks, and tatooed skin.
"Mouth." Rick said to me and tugged the chain in Terry's direction before dropping the leash for me to go and handle business.
Mouth was the good option. I happily dropped to my knees and put the anaconda in my mouth. Even though my jaw and throat were sore from all the festivities, I always felt like I could suck dick until the cows come home. I was quickly slobbering on Terry's giant rod to the oohs and aahs of Rick and Derek. Terry's dick was noticeably thinner (but not thin) than Derek's dick, but probably an inch or more longer.
Not suprisingly Terry was holding my head firmly and fucking my throat in a matter of minutes. He forced me all the way down the hilt and said "breathe bitch, your nose is in my belly, that means you took that shit all the way down."
Derek and Rick were certainly enjoying the show and as exhausted as I was I was still enjoying being the entertainer.
"Its time baby" Terry said after a few minutes of fairly intense blowing.
Rick and Derek expressed their excitement.
"You are going to fuck this boy to sleep." Rick said. "Let's give him the courtesy of a bed?"
Rick came over and grabbed the leash and lead me to the guest bedroom down the hall. Once in the room he passed the leash off to Terry who pushed me violently from behind. He flattened me out on my stomach and climbed on behind. He smacked my hole repeatedly with his hard cock while he coiled the leash around his other hand. He pulled my collar TIGHT as he got positioned behind me. He spit on his cock a few times and kept smacking his cock against me and pausing to rub my hole.
When he started to fuck me he did not give me any courtesy strokes to work his cock into me. He plunged into me and gave me a shock of painal while he simultaneously choked the shit out of me with the leash and collar. As anticipated, Terry started riding me hard and rough. I knew Rick and Derek were close to the bed as I fairly quickly lost conciousness. For the first few moments the absolute rocking of my ass that his cock was doing would wake me up briefly before I ultimately reached the state where it felt like Terry was fucking my brains out and my mind went blank....