This story is a work of fiction. The celebrities depicted are pure fantasy. This series was inspired by "Vraxis" at (VRAXIS@hotmail.com). The characters, and story concepts are derived from HIS 2003 series "gangbanging Mario Lopez". I continue this adaptation with his permission. _____________________________________________________________________ GANGBANGING SHEMAR MOORE Chapter -3
OPEN 24 HOURS
Shemar was fucked for hours, as an endless line of celebrities, thugs, and staff members from the hip-hop club called -The Gauge, lined up to have at him. He was fucked in every position known to man, and even in some he would have thought physically impossible. He was fucked, slapped, beaten, pissed on, insulted, and cummed in by nearly every man that stepped foot in that establishment over the last 24 hours. After the first 10 hours, when he fell asleep with someone still jamming his man-pussy, he was either pissed on until he woke up, or slapped viscously across the face until his eyes popped open. Shemar would snap back into consciousness, with his ass still getting pounded. He had no control over what happened to him, no say in who fucked him or how many times he took dick. He was reduced to nothing more than a pussy, his ass became a cum dump for the hip-hop world at large. Young and old fucked him and dumped their hot loads of cum or piss into his sluttish bowels. And the 2 dicks currently fucking his 2 available holes never decreased, he was fucked deep, hard, and raw from the moment he arrived, up until the precise moment Viper came back to pick him up the following night.
"Wussup, Bitch? Did you have a good night last night?" asked the bright bouncer, fresh through the door from his home and a good night's sleep. Shemar lay on the cold matted floor, barely conscious and reeking of stale piss and cum. His anal pussy was currently being creamed by his last taker (a Gauge staffer sent to clean the VIP Lounge), just as his face was being showered by a heavy spray of freshly shot semen. Once vacated, he stared up at the bouncer, whom smelled the fresh scent of a recent shower and the spray of expensive cologne. Viper was sporting a new suit, giving further sign that the day had changed. Shemar couldn't help but feel like a used refugee, as he wondered what day it was.
Viper smiled outwardly, amused by the sight of how fucked up Shemar looked. The "pretty boy" whose face and chiseled body made him a celebrity, was now fucked and soaking wet with the secreted bodily fluids of countless men. His face and body was literally plastered with cum. His skin was drawn so tight from the dried liquid, that it looked as if he had a botched face-lift. His finely short cut hair was matted into place, as well as his eyebrows, lashes, facial and chest hair. His mouth, chin, nostrils, and eye sockets had crusted semen caked in. His lips were swollen, bloated, and chapped from too much sucking. His legs, back, and body ached all over from being pounded in too many different positions for hours -nonstop. His dick was dead, and his asshole seriously looked like a train wreck ran through it, -sideways. Viper laughed at the pitiful sight before him.
"Guess this'll keep you from turning yur nose up to another bouncer, now won't it playa?" he laughed a hardy laugh at Shemar's expense. "Thought yur ass was ALL THAT last night, did'n you punk? Now look you...all fucked out and lookin like the trailer trash that spawned you! GET UP, Muthafucka!" Shemar was pulled to his feet. His body was exhausted from a lack of sleep, as well as sore from the heavy pounding it received. He stood wobbly, barely able to hold himself up. Excess cum poured out of his stretched hole in rivers, falling to the mat floor in a cascade of semen-fall. On lookers laughed in rude disgust, amused by how much punishment they wore on him.
"Turn around, Bitch!" ordered Viper, uncaring how tired the celebrity looked. Shemar slowly turned, taking each step carefully. His ass was so relaxed, that he feared something more substantial may escape him if he moved too quickly. Viper allowed his musty gaze to wash over Moore's body, zeroing in on the soap star's firm buttock. He removed his sports jacket, and rolled up the sleeve to his white silk shirt. Others watched intensely as he removed his diamond rings and platinum watch. "Hold that muthafucka still." he announced to his boiz as he stepped in behind Shemar.
Shemar felt two guys that fucked him several times earlier that day, grip his arms tightly. Shemar was frightful for what Viper was about to do to him, but was too tired to resist. Viper got down on one knee behind Shemar, and started to play with the seriously stretched, fucked and abused hole which no longer held any of it's former shape.
"Damn, you boys did a serious J-O-B- on this nigga's ass!" he whistled, watching the weak flabby lips easily swallow up three of his fingers. "Bet you don't even feel that shit, do you bitch?" he asked an incoherent Shemar.
"Well, you knows how we roll, V!" laughed one of his boiz, playing with his lively dick as he watched his boss about to fist the celebrity. "You know how we be doin that shit up in here!"
"Yeh, I know nigga. I'm the one that taught YUR ass how to take dick by fuckin YUR ass!" challenged Viper, drawing a "woo" from the crowd. Shemar wasn't sure what was going on, as he had his back to Viper's front. He thought he felt some touching around his asshole, but the loose ring was so numb, that he just wasn't quite sure. Then suddenly he felt something big and solid jam up into his guts. Shemar bucked from the unexpected penetration, but was held tightly into place by the 2 strong sets of arms holding him up.
"Look at that shit!" exclaimed Viper, watching his entire hand and wrist slam up into the flabby anus. "Did you see his boi-pussy swallow my whole hand in one shove? Talk about being fucked Overboard!!" Shemar couldn't believe what he was hearing, but somehow he knew it was true. Somehow he had the bouncer's entire hand stuffed up his cum slick ass. He could feel his liquidity guts moving around to make room for the fisted mass. He looked around at some of the shocked faces, people unable to believe that a badly abused hole could take such unusual punishment. While other were laughing, amused by his discomfort as Viper jammed half of his forearm up into the chute as well.
"Please..." groaned an exhausted Moore, unable to fight back as the fist pumped in him back and forth. His asshole snapped around Viper's wrist, and sucked snugly on his arm as he moved it in and out. His ass was so badly ruined, that he couldn't even expel something as huge as a man's arm. But despite the pain and humiliation, his limp dick started to harden despite himself. Viper pulled his hand nearly all the way out, but quickly shoved it all the way back in fully. Shemar groaned erotically, subconsciously rotating his hips on Viper's arm.
"Please WHAT, bitch? Look at you! Yur suck a natural whore, that you taking to this fistin like a Pro! Look at yur pussie swallow up my arm like it was only a 6 inch prick!" Shemar knew it was true. He could feel his asshole quickly getting used to the limb inside him. He humped his ass back against the probing fist, unable to control his own actions. One of the guests fell to his knees to pay homage to the celebrity's stiff dick, but was violently pushed away by one of Viper's crew.
"Don't touch his dick!" ordered Viper from behind. "His dick's all limits! No one touches this bitch's clit, or you answer to ME! Got that?" The whole room mummer a collective "yes", knowing Viper's word was LAW. Shemar's dick was left stiff and unattended, it bobbed up and down with each movement the huge fist made inside him. Viper smacked at the tan cheeks (which were beat a bright red by many of the fuckers surrounding him) with his free hand. He jammed his fist harder up into the slimy hole which leaked old and freshly pumped semen down his arm to the elbow. Shemar gasped as he rose up on his tip-toes from a particularly deep thrust, and erupted in orgasm all over the matter floor below him.
"OOOOHHH...AAAAAAARRRRHHHHHHH...!!!" he screamed. His dick throbbed and pulsed sorely, pumping out a lite stream of semen from his depleted ball sack. The energy it took to cum, totally wiped him out. He slumped forward, and surely would have fallen to the floor had he not been held up by Viper's men. His stiff cock was still dripping semen to the floor, when Viper suddenly yanked his fist out of the totally ravaged hole, spilling a bucket full of anal slime and cum all over the floor. Shemar grunted in discomfort when the large hand exited.
"Take that bitch out to the car." ordered Viper, wiping his arm into a towel provided by one of the staffers. Shemar was walked out of the room by his arms, his feet dragging behind him as his asshole continued to drip cum. All he wanted to do was sleep, he could barely feel parts of his body anymore. He wondered if he still had a job to go to, knowing he had a pivotal scene we was supposed to shoot the morning after he first arrived here. He could only guess what his agent was saying, trying to get a hold of him on the phone with no success. Shemar hung his head low, as he was dragged out of the VIP Lounge and brought into the main club. Eyes fell apon him as he was taken through the club nude. Another bouncer opened the door for him, as he was taken out to the front of the club to an awaiting limousine. The door was opened, and Shemar was easily tossed naked into the back seat. On lookers peered into the car, trying to get a glimpse of the nude man when Viper came out shortly thereafter. He shoved the spectators out of the way, and entered the limo with 3 of his crew; -Ox, Ormel, and Raheim.
The limo took off down the street, as people pointed at the tinted windows and wondered if the nude man was who they thought it was. Shemar was aware that he was the only passenger aboard without clothes. The four other occupants went on to talk about him as if he weren't there. They discussed how many niggas fucked him during his 24 hour period, and talked about how funny it was seeing him reduced off his high horse before their eyes. Viper congratulated them on a job well done of making sure he Shemar did as told. They laughed at his humiliation, tickled by his defeat. He sat there quietly, accepting his temporary fate as they drove him to an unknown destination.
"Bet you ain't never had so much black dick in yur pussie before, now have you boi?" asked Viper, smoking a giant cigar and blowing the stuffy smoke into Moore's face. "Been givin that ass up to all that white Hollywood cock all these years, that you can barely walk now that you done had over 100 niggas pound that ass!"
"Here-here!" laughed Reheim, lifting a 40oz in agreement. He himself had butt fucked Shemar's ass 4 times during that period, and was sure that most of his load had drained out onto the matted floor from Viper's fisting.
"Well, yur anal ordeal ain't over yet, bitch!" announced Viper, bringing more concern to Shemar's plaster coated face. He watched Viper unzip his slacks, and pull out his stiff dick. "Suck this muthafuka." he said simply. Shemar meekly crawled over to Viper, until his head was just above the thick, black 10" bar of hard flesh. He glanced over at the other men watching, and obediently took the cock head into his mouth. Viper's broad head filled his oral cavity completely, but Shemar's mouth and throat had been stretched so wide, that he was able to take the full length of the amazing rob in just a few stroke. Viper sat back in his seat and watched as Shemar swallowed up every inch of his thick manhood. Shemar didn't stop descending until his lips were scratched against the zipper of Viper's trousers. Viper grabbed the back of Shemar's head, and ground his cock around in the man's throat, to let him know who was boss.
Shemar understood his place, and allowed Viper to fuck his throat any way he saw fit. He bobbed his head up and down along the shaft, sucking and slurping a long the length as his mouth caressed the thick pipe gently. The other men got excited watching Shemar work for his next meal. Each of them had busted in him several times, having sent nearly a half of cup of cum into him a piece, yet watching him service the boss had their dick raging for more. The limo pulled off the main road, and onto a side street. Shemar could feel the difference in of the road's texture as the limo drove over bumpy and uneven terrain. Shemar wasn't sure where they were taking him, but he understood that it was probably somewhere where he would receive more fucking. His poor asshole was in shape for more punishment, but he knew well that he was at Viper's mercy. He was in no position to argue or make demands.
He continued to labor over Viper's dick, taking it deeply into his mouth and throat with each stroke of his lips. Viper made him pick up the pace, even as the limo slowed to a stop. Shemar felt the dick thicken in his throat, and knew he was about to feast on the bouncer's semen. With a grunt, the semen erupted from Viper's steely cock, and burst into Shemar's throat like a volcano. Hot semen poured into Shemar's stomach like lava, causing the actor's own dick to harden between his tan thighs. He drank everything Viper fed him, moaning and groaning like a slut in heat as he accepted his hot meal graciously. After a moment, Viper yanked his dick from Shemar's sucking lips, and tucked it back in his pants.
"Where here Bitch, yur new home for the next 24 hours!" announced the finely dressed sadist. He pushed a button in the door side panel, and automatically rolled down the window for his captive. "Take a good look at yur new home!" he said. Shemar sat up, holding back a painful wail as his sore muscles screamed for a massage and some sleep. He licked Viper's salty cum from his lips as he looked out the window, looking for a big building, or mansion, or club house, or yacht. Instead he saw a bridge overpass, and open space. A link fence held back wild life growing in a trash lot just under the bridge. In the distance Shemar saw a burning canister, and male figures standing around it in a huddle. Cardboard boxes lined the gate, designed as row houses with people living inside them. He pulled his head back into the limo, and looked back at Viper and his crew in shock.
"That's...that's no home..." he gasped, trying to catch his breath. "...that's...that's..."
"Sced-Row!" smiled Viper. Shemar's face expression never changed, as the dry cum kept his face frozen in time. "And I expect you to treat these boiz with the same respect you treated my men last night."
"You can't mean what I THINK you mean...!" questioned Shemar, hoping he was hearing wrong.
"I mean exactly what I said, muthafucka! Now get yur ass outta MY limo, and start workin that ass like I told you!!" demanded Viper, opening Shemar's side door and kicking the celebrity out on the ground with his feet. Shemar fell against the gate and onto the dusty road. Viper got out behind him, roughly grabbing his arm and pulling him up to his feet.
"No please...don't do THIS to me, their BUMS!"
"Here you go again, thinkin you above people!" sighed Viper. "Nigga ain't you learned yet, that you ain't nothin special round here?" Viper dragged Shemar down the road to where most of the derelicts were gathered. Many of them turned to see what was going on. They pierced through the dark, trying to make out the 2 figures coming closer. Viper stopped walking, and roughly threw Shemar to the ground before them.
"Here's a present to yall muthafuckas." he said, generously. "This's Shemar Moore. He's a big time movie star that makes more money in one day, then any of yur poor nigga's've seen in yur entire lives combined! I brought him down here to teach his rich sorry ass a lesson in humility. You all have 12 hours to fuck him in any way you see fit, -just don't mane or kill his ass, cuz I got plans for him! Understand?"
Viper threw his half smoked cigar down to the ground beside Shemar, then turned to walk away. Shemar screamed Viper's name, begging him not to leave him there at the mercy of bums. The derelicts gathered around him closer, admiring his muscular build and firm ass cheeks. As Shemar watched the limo drive away, he felt rough hands pulling at his smooth tender skin. His ass cheeks were parted, as someone climbed aboard his back. He felt an enormous rod sink deeply into his slick, fisted, welled fuck cum hole, and screamed.
end of part three