Blow the Man Down

Published on Aug 29, 2023

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BLOW THE MAN DOWN

by Jason Bonds

Chapter 6

Licking Rick's smooth suntanned ass was turning Shawn on rapidly,

and his stiffening cock rose up hugely from his red-furred crotch

while he knelt behind the chained-up young stud. He gently prepared

Rick's ass for fucking by depositing warm saliva in the crevice of

his ass and then pushing the accumulated spit into his asshole with

his tongue.

Cotton had dimmed the huge floodlight on the bridge in hopes of

creating a more romantic atmosphere on the deck of the Apollo. But

Rick Marinaro found it impossible to regard his rape as a romantic

affair. The subdued lighting seemed to only make the seamen less

inhibited, which compounded Rick's terror.

Damon dropped to his knees before Rick's tautly stretched body,

kissing the hard flesh of his flat belly and nuzzling his nose into

the black belly mane between his navel and his lush pubic hair. The

scalloped ridges of the dark stud's abdominal muscles stood out in

bold relief as he tensed under Damon's and Shawn's hot tongues.

Lucky tweaked one of Rick's brown nipples and licked hotly at the

tuft of black hair at his armpit. Rick's upwardly stretched arms

flinched, rattling his chains as Cotton moved to his other armpit

and licked sensuously, tasting the salty sweat there. While Lucky

and Cotton lapped at Rick's hairy armpits, they ran their hands

over his naked body, feeling his taut muscles and smooth flesh with

sensitive fingertips.

Rick's bronzed body undulated under the assault of four hot tongues

and he threw his head back, biting his lower lip and despising the

unwanted surge of horny excitement that was building up in him.

Damon was licking around his hairy balls, causing his cock to

respond with a gradual swelling. Shawn's tongue was probing into

his asshole, causing him to remember the shameful pleasure Lucky's

big prick had brought to his ass the day before. The titillation of

having both arm-pits licked made him squirm, and he found himself

actually looking forward to the moment when Damon would suck his

cock into his warm mouth.

"Awwww!" Rick wailed pitifully. "God noooo!"

Already he knew his protests had taken on a different meaning. He

was no longer terrified of what they were going to do to him -- he

was terrified of the incredible pleasures he knew were coming. His

wailing was a desperate outcry against pleasure he was convinced he

should not be experiencing.

"God help me," Rick murmured as he realized his prick was standing

straight out from his loins, brushing against Damon's face while

the boy licked his balls.

Damon was pleased when he felt Rick's hardening cock pulsing

against his temple. He gave the stud's hairy balls one last lick,

then ran the flat of his tongue up the shaft of his cock. Rick

moaned in unwanted bliss when he felt Damon's soft lips clamp over

his cock-knob. The boy began sucking avidly, and Rick's prick

jerked with excitement. He lurched his hips forward, fucking the

blunt head of his cock into the buttery tightness of Damon's

throat.

Satisfied that he had sufficiently lubricated Rick's asshole with

saliva, Shawn stood up and guided the tip of his prick between the

young stud's buns, pressing his cock-head into his wet ass-crack.

Rick stopped lurching, afraid he was going to impale his ass on the

redhead's cock while he was fucking Damon's mouth. But Shawn

pressed forward, parting the resisting sphincter with his thick

cock-knob and the inevitable impalement of Rick's ass began.

"Ohhhh, shit!" Rick rasped hoarsely as he felt Shawn's cock fucking

into his ass. In the next instant, Shawn's rough fuck-thrust drove

the cock deeply into his ass-guts. "Uuungh!"

Excited by Rick's helplessness, Shawn grasped the young stud's

slender waist and began to fuck him brutally, sending jolts of

burning pain through his loins.

"Aaiiieee!" Rick shrieked loudly as Shawn's fucking prick plundered

his shocked asshole. "Awwww, no! Don't!"

Cotton and Lucky moved away, leaving Rick to Shawn and Damon for

the moment. Anxiously awaiting their turns, they sat down on the

deck and guzzled beer while they watched. Lucky was jacking his

colossal prick, terrorizing Rick with the mere sight of such a

frighteningly huge prick. While Shawn fucked his ass and Damon

sucked his cock, Rick stared aghast at Lucky's big pole of

cock-meat.

"Want this up your butt again?" Lucky asked when he saw how Rick

was looking at his cock while he jacked off.

"Hell no!" Rick spat, scowling at the big brute.

Lucky laughed, looking back at Cotton. "Man, you should've seen him

humpin' that cute ass up for more when I fucked him in the bunk

room. The crazy fucker kept hollerin' no and backing his ass onto

my cock at the same time. He can't help loving it!"

"Shut up!" Rick yelled, knowing that what Lucky said was true.

"Just shut up!"

"Just let me know when you want it," Lucky said snidely, wagging

his big cock lewdly at Rick.

"Never!" Rick cried out, even as he was beginning to feel

pleasurable sensations from Shawn's cock fucking in and out of his

ass.

Cotton took a swig of beer and lay back, propping himself up on an

elbow. "You should've seen his face when Shawn and I caught him

beating his meat on the bridge this morning," he said to Lucky. "He

was getting off on watching us sixty-nine."

Being reminded of how he had come to be in this situation sent

another shock wave through Rick's tormented mind. He hung his head

in disgrace and closed his eyes, ceasing his struggling. When he

relaxed somewhat, the prick that was plunging in and out of his ass

caused less pain and more pleasure. Combined with the sensations

caused by Damon sucking his cock, the fucking began to feel good.

There was still pain, but the pain was good.

Rick couldn't believe it. Once again, he was being driven toward a

mind- blowing climax by a cock fucking into his ass-guts. It was

happening again, and he was helpless to control the strange

sensations flooding his body. He couldn't keep from enjoying the

hot friction of Shawn's cock fucking his ass. Rick relaxed more,

letting the manacles on his wrists support his weight.

Just as he was getting accustomed to Shawn's relentless fucking,

Rick realized the redhead was about to shoot his wad. He felt

Shawn's hands clutching frantically at his slender waist, felt the

guy's cock fucking his ass at incredible speed, and sensed his

mounting excitement.

Shawn began to bite at the back of Rick's neck, fucking his cock in

to the balls and wallowing his cock-lance deeply within the young

stud's ass- guts. He reached around Rick's waist, clasping him

tightly as he shuddered in the initial throes of climax.

Rick felt Shawn's hot cum-load burst forth within his ravaged ass,

flooding his bowels with liquid heat as the jism exploded in

rapid-fire spurts. He saw Lucky watching his face while Shawn

fucked his ass full of cum, and he knew Lucky could tell he wasn't

finding the experience as appalling as he pretended. Lucky had been

there and he knew... knew that, no matter what Rick said, he was as

cock-crazy as Damon.

The sensation of Shawn's cum filling his guts sent Rick over the

edge. His cock was tingling in Damon's sucking mouth, and his balls

drew up tightly against his crotch. He bit his lip, knowing that to

cum would prove -- once again -- that getting fucked in the ass

excited and thrilled him. He tried to hold back his climax, tensing

his muscles and closing his eyes again to the sight of Lucky

Donovan's muscle-bound body and gigantic prick. But it was no use.

The stimulation provided by Damon's hot mouth was inescapable and

Rick felt his cum surging up through his cock.

Unable to stop himself, Rick lifted his feet from the deck and

clamped his smooth suntanned thighs around the teenager's head.

with Shawn's cum- gushing prick still embedded in his ass, he

squeezed Damon's head between his legs and let his cum go. As his

cum-load filled the boy's mouth, Rick threw his head back and

lolled his tongue out, gasping and moaning in unleashed ecstasy.

"Look at that!" Lucky said enthusiastically while he and Cotton

watched the spectacle of Rick Marinaro finally letting himself go.

"Man, he needed that."

"I know," Cotton smiled between swigs of beer. "It's been tough on

him, but he's about to come around."

"He's there already," Lucky said, watching the expression of utter

bliss that came over Rick's face in the aftermath of his stupendous

climax. "I think he's gonna be all right now."

Damon gulped heartily, swallowing the rich creamy cum that kept

filling his mouth. He couldn't hear the others talking because

Rick's strong thighs were clamped against his ears. All he was

aware of was Rick's cum-belching cock in his mouth. He kept

swallowing, savoring the alkaline flavor of the warm jism that

coated his teeth and gums and filled his cheeks.

Reaching beneath Rick's ass -- which was suspended in midair as he

hung from the chains and locked his legs around Damon's neck --

Damon felt where Shawn's thick prick was fucked into Rick's

clasping asshole. He could feel the stud's sphincter clenching

rhythmically on Shawn's cock, clenching in a tempo that matched the

spurts of cum rushing into Damon's sucking mouth.

Rick looked down at the way he was clamping his thighs around

Damon's head and saw how the boy's ovaled lips were clinging wetly

around the base of his cock, how his hairy balls were hammed

against the cute teenager's chin. He suddenly wished he could reach

down and caress Damon's soft brown hair, but the manacles kept his

arms aloft. All he could do was rub Damon's back lightly with the

tips of his toes, which were curling downward with delight as he

kept cumming.

When his cock finally quit spurting jism into Damon's mouth, Rick

began to bounce his ass on Shawn's spent prick, which was slowly

shrinking. He bounced anxiously, as if trying to pump up a new load

of cum for a non-stop marathon climax. But his lurching caused

Shawn's limp prick to dislodge from his asshole with a wet slurp.

"Holy shit!" Shawn gasped as he backed away, startled at the way

Rick's sucking asshole had tried to revive his exhausted cock.

"Talk about fucking! This guy doesn't know when to stop!"

Rick heard Shawn's remarks, but he no longer cared what they

thought. He was caught up in a raging lust that knew no bounds, and

he kept lurching his ass, holding Damon's head tightly between his

legs, unable to stifle the incredible need that burned in his

loins.

To Damon's amazement, Rick's cock began to enlarge again in his

mouth, stiffening to full rigidity in a short time. Rick began

vibrating all over while he lurched wildly, cramming the thick head

of his cock into the back of Damon's throat. Unable to take any

more face-fucking, the boy pried Rick's strong thighs apart and

fell backward, sucking in deep breaths and looking up at the naked

young stud in bewilderment.

"Jesus Christ!" Damon said, licking Rick's cum from his lips. "He's

already ready to go again!"

Rick was standing again, his feet planted widely apart on the deck,

his arms held up in a V by the chains. His big cock was standing

stiffly at an upward angle, bobbing as if begging for more

attention. His beautiful bronzed body glistened with sweat, and he

was breathing convulsively.

"All right!" Lucky laughed, getting up and killing his beer. He

threw the can overboard and sauntered over to Rick, grasping his

throbbing prick. "How now, huh?"

Rick looked at Lucky's handsome face for a second, then turned his

face away, unable to look the guy in the eyes. But his pulsing cock

in Lucky's hand revealed what he found himself unable to say --

that he was enjoying their cocks, their mouths and their bodies.

"You ready to suck some cock now?" Lucky asked, slowly jacking

Rick's rock-hard prick.

"No," Rick whispered still looking away.

"Do you really mean no," Lucky asked suspiciously, "or are you just

sayin' that from force of habit? Huh?" He held Rick's chin and

turned his face where he could see him better.

Lucky was surprised to see Rick's dark lashes wet and matted, and

glistening tears streaking down the sides of his nose. It was only

then that he realized what pain had been born of Rick's pleasure.

Rick was surprised when Lucky enveloped him in his brawny arms and

held him tenderly for a moment, their cheeks pressed together and

their hard cocks touching. There was, after all, tenderness beneath

the brute's vulgar and crass exterior.

Lucky turned his head slightly and licked the salty tears from

Rick's face. It was then that Rick saw beyond the superficial

wildness in Lucky's huge brown eyes. While the big hunk sicked and

kissed his face, Rick could see a depth of character in his eyes

that he had failed to perceive before. And, paradoxically, Rick

began to feel warmth and affection for the handsome savage who had

brutally raped him just the day before.

"I think maybe I'm going crazy," Rick murmured, resisting a

compulsion to kiss the big stud.

"Naw, man," Lucky whispered, kissing Rick's chin affectionately and

still holding him tightly. "You're just comin' out of it. You've

been crazy for a long time and just didn't know it."

"What's all this whispering about?" Damon asked uneasily as he

popped a fresh can of beer open. "You guys fallin' in love over

there or something?"

Rick and Lucky ignored Damon's question. Cotton and Shawn were

sitting together, watching with rapt attention as Lucky continued

to hug the chained- up prisoner. None of them had ever seen big

mean Lucky Donovan act this way before, and his behavior was so

startling to them that a strange silence fell over the group.

"You want me to fuck you?" Lucky whispered, his sensuous lips

almost touching Rick's.

"Awwww, man!" Rick moaned, his intonation in a strange mixture of

agony and ecstasy.

The dark young stud pursed his lips, causing them to touch Lucky's

mouth in invitation. Lucky responded instantly, pressing his thick

sexy lips to Rick's mouth and kissing him. Rick twisted his head,

grinding his soft lips against Lucky's mouth as their darting

tongues touched. Rick moaned, wishing desperately that his arms

were free... free to run his hands through Lucky's beautiful shaggy

blonde hair, free to touch the smooth skin of his massive shoulders

and chest... free to grasp the big hunk's super-cock in his hands.

The day before when he had been tied up and fucked in the bunk

room, Rick had been thankful for the bonds that prevented him from

responding the way he wanted to. But that no longer mattered. Now

he wanted to tough those studly bodies. He still couldn't face the

prospect of sucking cock, yet he wanted to touch the guys, wanted

to feel their naked bodies and caress their cocks.

"What is this shit?" Damon demanded, slapping Lucky's bare ass

hard. "You never kiss me like that!"

Shawn and Cotton laughed at the boy's jealous snit and then cheered

Lucky and Rick on as they continued their passionate kiss. Rick was

rubbing his hard cock against Lucky's stomach, and Lucky's hands

were swarming feverishly over the young stud's suntanned body.

"Hey!" Damon shouted near their faces. "Stop it!" He punched Lucky

hard on the shoulder with his fist.

Lucky's and Rick's mouths finally parted. Rick's eyes were

glistening with moisture and he was looking at Lucky as if he had

never really seen a man before.

"You're a beautiful guy," Rick said boldly, looking into Lucky's

fawn- like eyes.

"Aw," Lucky smiled, "you're just sayin' that because you know I'm

gonna fuck you."

"Just don't be so goddamned sure of that, Don Juan!" Damon said,

standing beside them with his hands on his hips. "I don't like the

way things are going here. Why don't you let Cotton have his turn?"

"Yeah!" Cotton shouted, clambering to his feet. "You've already had

a preview fuck yesterday, Lucky. My turn!"

"Fuck me," Rick whispered to Lucky, gazing unwaveringly into the

big stud's eyes.

"All right!" Lucky said happily, snapping his fingers. "I knew

you'd say that sooner or later."

Perhaps Lucky had known, but Rick Marinaro certainly had not known

he would ever ask a man to fuck his ass. He could hardly believe he

had uttered the words, and yet a wonderful sense of release swept

over him the moment he had said it. He went limp, dangling from his

chains and lowering his head, unable to look at the anxious faces

of the four fishermen. But it felt good to have said it at long

last. It felt so good he wanted to say it again.

"Fuck me!" Rick screamed, piercing the still of the night with his

wanton outburst. "Fuck the shit out of me! Fuck me! Oh God, fuck my

ass off!"

"Get over here and fuck this nut, Cotton," Damon suggested as he

tugged at Lucky's huge bicep. "Come on, Lucky... you're gonna fuck

me."

"He wants me," Lucky said, resisting his young lover's tugs.

"So do I, goddamn it!"

"Anybody!" Rick shouted, flopping his head wildly and lurching

about in a frenzy of lust. "All I want is a cock up my hot ass!

Anybody's cock!"

Damon posed cutely for Lucky, one hand on his hip as he grinned

slyly. "Well! So much for that, Mister Wonderful."

Embarrassed, Lucky looked at Damon's smirking face for a second.

Then he looked at Rick, who was writhing and struggling against his

chains, lurching his naked ass as if fucking himself on an

invisible prick. Suddenly, Lucky realized he just happened to have

been the one who was there at the right moment -- that the same

thing would have happened, no matter which of the four seamen had

been with Rick at that crucial moment when his defenses finally

collapsed and he gave in to his inner urges.

"My turn," Cotton said, winding at Lucky as he moved behind Rick's

thrashing body.

"Oh, yeahhh!" Rick purred contentedly when he felt Cotton's

nine-inch cock fucking into his ass. "Yeah man, fuck it to me!" He

began gyrating his ass on Cotton's big prick, babbling incoherently

as he thrilled his butt on another cock.

Rick's arms were hurting from being held aloft by the chains for

such a long time, but his ass felt fantastic, stuffed with nine

inches of hard prick. He gyrated his naked butt wildly, churning

Cotton's cock within his gurgling ass-guts and feeling the blonde

stud's crotch hair scouring his smooth ass- cheeks.

"Good God, I love it!" Rick muttered under his breath as he fucked

himself into a frenzy on Cotton's prick. "I just love it!"

"I know just what you mean," Damon said as he grasped Lucky's

horse-cock and caressed the huge fucker that had entertained his

hot little ass so many times. "There's nothin' like it."

The marvelous feel of Lucky's hard cock-lance in his hand caused

the youth's asshole to begin twitching in anticipation of the

massive shafting he knew he would soon get.

Next: Chapter 7


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