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As with all fiction, there are elements of truth. However, any resemblance to actual people or places are unintentional. This is a seven-chapter story. By the end, I will have fucked, and been fucked, double- fucked, fisted, and dominated. All I can say is...
Be Careful What You Ask For 7
{...As I walked into the barn, the last of the vehicles were pulling away. Everyone was gone except for the leather eight.
Bruno met me. He put his arm around me, leading me to the center of the tarp. "So how was your orgy?" he asked.
I smiled and shook my head. "Fucking awesome."
He continued. "You know, there was one more piece to your wish."
I put my fingers to my temples.
"You, know, you do need to be careful what you ask for."
I struggled to remember what I had said that first night.
I looked around the circle of eight men. Then it hit me.
He grinned. "Something about a gang-bang?"
I gasped. Oh,Shit! Oh, fucking shit!...}
Bruno pushed me to my knees. Eight men encircled me. Eight rock-hard cocks pointed at me. Kyle opened the top of a little brown bottle. He held it under my nose. "You might need a whiff of this."
As much as I hate poppers, I took a drag in each nostril. In seconds, any inhibitions I might have had vanished.
I started around the circle. As I sucked and swallowed each cock, I measured and rated them in my mind.
I figured Pete at about six inches with average girth. Tommy was a bit shorter, but fatter, with a large, mushroom head. They were the only ones of the group who weren't circumcised besides Bruno. I took plenty of time playing with their foreskin, licking and slurping their heads in and out of their protective coverings.
Tim was one of the longest of the group...probably a good seven inches, but what I would call a "pencil dick...long, narrow and pointed. He glided easily in and out of my throat.
For the first time, I took the time to really admire Robby's cock. It was as beautiful and proportioned as his body. Six inches of pure beauty. I licked around his corona. I sucked the head into my mouth as I tongue fucked his piss slit. I devoured him to the base, burying my nose in his pubes. I would have loved to spend more time on him, but needed to move on.
I knew Bruno all too well. His eight inches stared up at me, the bulbous head already stretched out of its sheath. I licked down the length and over his balls, sucking each one in turn. I peeled back his foreskin with my lips, working my mouth and throat around his ample length and girth. He fucked my throat a couple of times, then pulled out of my mouth. He lifted my chin so I could look at him. He winked. "I'll go easy."
I crawled over to Kyle. He grabbed the back of my head so he could look down at me. He looked over at Bruno, then back at me. "Easy?" he snarled. He shook his head. "Don't expect that from me."
I smiled and winked. "I don't."
The light from the overhead spotlight danced on the Prince Albert in his dick head. I flicked the ring with the tip of my tongue, then grabbed it with my teeth and shook it like a dog with a play toy. I mauled his huge nuts as I worked my mouth over his shaft. I gagged as the piercing reached the entrance to my throat. He showed me no mercy. He pushed on the back of my head, forcing me to swallow his entire length.
I worked the twins together, sucking one, then the other. Of the eight men in the circle, their precum was the sweetest. I licked and sucked each one, trying to pull as much of their goo from their piss slits as I could.
The twins helped me stand, then lifted me into the sling. My ankles were strapped into the restraints. My legs were pulled up and spread wide, leaving my tender ass exposed to the world.
In my mind, I questioned my sanity. Yet, every sense of my being was on fire. The anticipation and excitement drove out all other thoughts or worries.
Pete dove between my legs. He spread my cheeks, licking from the base of my spine over my pucker and taint to circle my balls. His tongue snaked into my hole. Hungry lips and teeth ate at my ass like a wolf after its prey. All the while, Tommy's thick cock drilled my mouth and throat.
The rip of the condom packet signaled what was to come. Pete was gentle and considerate. He took his time entering me, letting me adjust to his presence within my hole. He fucked me with long, even strokes.
Tommy took Pete's place at my ass. The rip of the packet. My sore pucker quivered in anticipation. Tim's slender cock slipped between my lips, in my mouth and down my throat.
Tommy wasn't as gentle or considerate as his partner. As soon as that mushroom head was past my sphincter, he pummeled into me. His thick cock pounded my prostate and back wall of my ass with each demanding thrust. He slammed into me one last time, then pulled out. It dawned on me that neither of them came while they were fucking me.
Two down, six to go. My aching, empty hole begged for more.
I looked up. Robby's gorgeous cock hovered above my face. He ran his cock head over my lips, coating them with his precum. I licked my lips, then his piss slit, savoring the sweet taste. He slipped the head into my hungry mouth.
The tip of Tim's dick pressed against my pucker. Without warning...slap...his palm struck my right cheek. Slap...the left. The heat on my ass cheeks from the flogging reignited. I almost bit Robby from the surprise of the assault. Slap, slap. Then, in one thrust, Tim drove into my ass. Again and again, he pulled all the way out, then drove in, grinding his pelvis into my burning buns. My ass began to anticipate the assault, my gaping hole yearning to be filled. Then, just as suddenly, it stopped. I gasped, whether in relief or disappointment I wasn't sure.
I look down over my chest and abs. Tim waved his long dick at me like a magician's wand as Robby sheathed his rod.
Robby clearly hesitated. "I'm sorry," he mouthed. I replied, "Don't be sorry. Fuck me. Fuck me like you love me." His eyes watered. He brushed a tear from his cheek with the back of his hand. He gently entered me. I whispered again, "Fuck me like you want me to fuck you." He smiled. He pulled back, then plunged his dick deep inside me.
Robby's eyes were shut tight. He fucked me like a man on a mission, with passion and determination. I returned the sentiment, milking his tool with my inner muscles with each thrust.
I slurped over Bruno's cock, circling the head within its sheath, preparing him as my next assailant. Robby groaned, then pulled out, those dimples anchoring the corner of his smile.
Bruno was true to his word. He was gentle, fucking me more like a lover than an assailant. My hole swallowed him. I was content as he filled me. He fucked me in long, easy strokes. I gasped when he pulled out. The emptiness left me hungry, yearning for more.
At the same time, Kyle had shown no mercy. He had fucked my weary throat with abandon. When he pulled out of my throat, he leaned down and whispered, "Revenge is sweet."
Oh, Fuck!
Kyle played with my hole with the tip of his dick. My hole quivered in anticipation of his entrance. He again kissed my pucker with his dick head. I push against him. He backed away. He shook his head. "I can't."
I was stunned. I had been wary of his abuse. Now, my body ached with disappointment and need.
He laughed. Without warning, he jabbed into me, head to hilt, in one motion. I screamed in pain and shock. Our eyes met. We both broke out laughing. He began to fuck me in earnest. He pulled all the way out, then jabbed back in, his balls slapping mine. He changed angles and speed, constantly keeping me off guard.
Damn, he's good.
He looked around at the others. "Get him on the ground where I can get some traction." They pulled me out of the sling and stretched me out on my back. "Hold his legs up." Pete and Tommy each grabbed a leg. He hovered above me, his arms on each side of me as if he was about to do pushups. He lined his tool up with my entrance. His power fuck drove the breath out of our lungs with each pounding drive.
"Whose...bitch...are...you...now?" he growled.
"Who...was...my...bitch...last...night?" was my retort.
His angry eyes burned into mine. He slammed into my ravaged hole. Then a smile crossed his face. He collapsed onto me. Our sweat mingled between our chests.
"That was one awesome fuck," I whispered
"We're even, now," he whispered with a wink. After a break to rest and a beer, Jack lay down on the tarp, his beautiful, think cock pointing to the heavens. I went down on him, slurping his balls and shaft. I tore open a package with my teeth. I rolled the condom over his massive tool, then lubed it and my battered ass in preparation. Bruno and Kyle picked me up. I strained to open my ass to admit the intruder. Jack began to fuck me from beneath as I slurped on Jake's cock.
With help, I swung around so that I was facing Jack. I settled myself on his thick cock. Our heaving chests caressed the other's. I drove my tongue between his lips. Our tongues dueled. Jake crawled up behind me. He centered his cock above his brother's, then began to push against my hole.
Fuck. I do well to take one of these monsters. How am I going to take two?
Tim held the little brown bottle of poppers at my nose. I take a deep breath with one nostril, then the other. "Take another hit," he commanded. "You'll need it." I didn't resist.
The fumes took their toll. I relaxed. Jake forced his mushroom head past my outer muscles. My ravaged hole begged for mercy where there was none. I screamed in agony. I gasped as Jake inched his way into my already filled cavity.
How much more can I take!?
Jake's balls caressed my taint. His wiry pubes dug into my sensitive bums. The fullness within my being was beyond anything I could have imagined. A moan of pleasure replaced the agony.
They fucked me - two magnificent cocks together as one. They fucked me in sync, their dicks sliding individually over my prostate. Jake pulled out, then forced himself back in, long-dicking me over his brother's tool. As an encore, they power-fucked me in unison. I gasped as they pulled out together.
So fantastically full one minute...so incredibly empty the next.
Exhausted, I stretched out on the tarp.
Eight men circled me. Eight hard cocks pointed at me. Eight fists worked their rods. Eight cocks exploded their spunk over me. My cock and balls, my abs and chest, my lips and face were baptized in cum. I scooped up a handful of slime. My aching cock and balls begged for release. One, two, three pumps was all it took. My spunk joined the rest. Eight men cheered.
*** The last of the vehicles pulled away. The lights of headlamps faded into the night. My used and abused body blended into the rough tarp. Silence enveloped me. A dim lantern flickered against the darkness of the barn.
The mother-fuckers left me behind. Damn.
I forced myself to sit up. Used condoms littered the tarp and dirt floor. I struggled to my feet. My legs were weak, my hole ravaged, my body exhausted. Nine men's cum clung to my chest and abs. I wiped globs from my cheeks and chin. I licked the goo from the back of my hand. I smiled.
Be careful what you ask for.
I made my way to the open door. The silver light of the moon flooded the meadow. I dreaded the long walk back down to the campground. I considered sleeping in the loft of the barn, but I longed for a hot shower.
The sound of a jeep's engine broke through the chorus of cicadas and tree frogs. Lights bounced over the rutted road. Surely there was no more action required of me this night.
The lights of the jeep blinded me. It swung around in front of me. Someone jumped out. I shook my head. My knees buckled.
"Fuck, man. Are you OK?" Robby's voice was like the voice of an angel.
"Fuck no, I'm not OK." Then I laughed. "I've been fisted by Bruno and dominated by the Lewis twins. Then I've sucked and fucked, and been sucked and been fucked in one hell-of-an orgy. Then, on top of that, I've been gang-fucked by eight horny men, including double fucked by twin enormous cocks."
I shook my head and sighed. "I've been thoroughly used, abused and beat up."
He knelt beside me and put his arm around my shoulders. "Man, I'm so sorry. We shouldn't have put you through this."
I smiled, pulled him to me and kissed him. "Man, it was fucking awesome. This was better than any fiction story I could have made up." I groaned and held my nose. "But right now, I really need a shower."
He chuckled. "Yeah, you reek."
Robby drove me back to camp. I stood under the hot shower as he lathered my crusty body, washing away all evidence of men's cum and barn dust and dirt.
He led me to his cabin. He insisted that I stretch out on his bed. Cool oil trickled down my spine. He massaged the oil into my tight, aching muscles, from my ankles, over my calves and thighs. He gently massaged my tender buns and battered ass. He then worked my weary muscles from my lower back to my tight shoulders.
Gently his greased fingers soothed my fevered pucker. My dick sprang to life, even after all I had been through. He reached beneath me, stroking my hardened tool.
"Man, I don't have the energy," I mumbled into his pillow.
He rolled me over onto my back. "Your body may be saying no, but your dick is saying yes."
He worked his body over mine. "Let me do the work," he whispered. He lowered himself down on my pulsing rod. His hot, silky fuck-chute caressed my throbbing manhood. Slowly, gently, he fucked himself on my upturned rod. He leaned in and kissed me. I pulled him close.
Those beautiful dark brown eyes sparkled. Those dark lashes fluttered.
"Why? Why are you taking care of me?" I asked.
He smiled and winked. He bent down and kissed me tenderly. Then he whispered, "Because..."
My dick stirred deep inside him. I took his face in my hands. "Be careful what you ask for," I whispered.
POSTLUDE
The morning sun had burned away the mists and fog. Most of the campers had already headed out.
I mopped up the remaining syrup with the last bite of Bruno's pancakes. Between bites of sausage, I mumbled, "Damn, that was good."
Bruno laughed. "Glad you liked it. You ate like a guy who had a good workout last night."
"No shit, Sherlock," I replied.
Kyle sat down across from me. "So, how's the body feeling this morning?"
I shrugged. "The body's not bad. The ass is as sore as hell. But, thanks to Robby, I slept like a baby."
Pete and Tommy joined us. They each shook my hand. Pete nodded to the group. "We've gotta head out. Got a bit of a drive ahead of us."
Tommy nodded to me. "Next year, we'll have to see how you like electro-sex."
"I'll have to think about that one," I replied. Memories of that magic dildo up my ass stirred my slumbering cock.
We just might have to try that...next year.
We fist bumped and they headed out.
Tim's packed jeep slid to a stop beside the tent. He hopped out. He nodded to Robby. "I think I've got all my stuff packed. You want me to wait for you?"
Robby glanced at me. "Nah, I'll be along later. I have some last-minute things to take care of."
Tim grinned. "No problem." He shook my hand. "I have a new bull whip ordered. If you're ridin' through Denver later this summer, stop by. We'll try it out."
I choked on my coffee. "Thanks, but I think I'll pass on that." That brought a laugh from the rest of the guys.
He grinned. "Don't knock it 'til you've tried it."
Ain't no way in hell you're taking a bull whip to my bare ass. You're hand's enough for me.
He gave everyone a hug and a slap on the back. "Y'all travel safe now, ya hear." Tires throwing gravel behind them, he was off in a cloud of dust.
"Dumb-ass mother-fucker," Bruno mumbled.
"Yeah, he is a bit of an arrogant SOB," Kyle replied.
I shrugged. "He just hasn't learned yet that you don't have to carry a chip around on you shoulder just because you're not the biggest guy around." I looked at Kyle. "There's more than one way to bring the big guys down."
Kyle glared at me, then looked away.
The twins got up from the end of the table. Their pecs and biceps stretched their t-shirts to the max. Their jeans strained to contain their asses and bulges. My dick rose to half-mast just looking at them.
Jake let out a sigh. "Well, I guess we need to head out as well. LA's calling." He came up behind me, grinding his crotch into the small of my back as he gave me a hug.
Jack did the same, but grabbed my pecs, giving them a hard squeeze. "You've made this weekend a real blast. Any time you want to do some additional research, come out to LA. You've definitely got a place to stay"
Jake added, "And we've got one hell-of-a dungeon."
I nodded. "That sounds great, providing you give me some lessons on how to be a good Dom."
Jake grinned. "No problem there."
LA, here I come.
They gave Kyle, Bruno and Robby a hug, then sauntered toward their F-150.
Damn, those are nice asses.
Bruno grinned at me. "You've had one hell-of-a weekend. And we're mighty grateful for your help. Ya know, we'd love to have you back next year."
"If you think there's a place for me," I replied.
"Oh, hell, we'll find a place for you, all right."
Maybe my ass will be recovered enough by then to take your fist again, I thought. Shit, I can't believe that's even an option.
I turned to Kyle. "We OK?"
He grinned. "Sure. You OK after last night? I was a little hard on you."
I nodded. "Like I said, that was one awesome fuck."
Our eyes locked for a moment. I asked once more. "You sure we're OK?"
He looked away, then back at me. He ran his hand over his shaved head. "It's like my daddy said-You don't learn to be a good fighter until you've been knocked on your ass at least once."
Bruno sneered. "What the fuck does that have to do with anything?"
Kyle snapped back. "You'll find out soon enough."
I'd love to be a fly on the wall the next time these two get in bed together.
I shook both guys hands, then Robby and I headed in the direction of his cabin.
He broke the tense silence that hung in the air. "When are you planning to head out?" he asked.
I looked out over the calm of the campground. "I thought I might stay a couple of extra days. I want to get my thoughts of this weekend into the computer while they are still fresh. How about you?"
He hesitated. "I've got a couple extra days of vacation. I might stay and soak up a little more sun by the pool." He glanced over at me. "Where will you go after this?"
"I thought I'd try to find a quiet corner for a couple of weeks. I've got a story that I've got to get finished."
"Well..," he hesitated again, "I've got an extra bedroom, and Denver's nice this time of year. And...," he gave me a side-long glance, "I'll try to leave you alone - at least during the day."
I bit my lip. I smiled and nodded. "That sounds nice. Let me think about it. OK?"
"OK." He added, "Oh, and by the way, tell me more about this dungeon of Zack's."
I smiled. "I'm sure Zack wouldn't mind if I showed it to you...if you're sure you want to experience the experience."
He grinned. "I think I'd like that."
I gave him my best skeptical look.
He shrugged. "Yeah, yeah. I know, I know...Be careful what you ask for."
This is the end of this story. Any additional experiences that might happen between me and Robby, and/or the Lewis twins, will be in a sequel, rather than an extension to this story. I hope you've enjoyed reading it. And...
Be Careful What You Ask For.
Rodney Hartfield
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