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Chapter 10
We pulled up to a dive of a motel in the seedy part of town. The type of motel you'd expect to charge by the hour, with every room having a door directly on the outside. An appropriate setting for my whores first outcall. We went to room 9 at the end of the row, and I knocked on the door. A rough looking man answered, wearing dirty jeans with black boots and a leather vest. His fat, hairy beer belly hung over his belt buckle, and he sported a bushy beard. A big scar ran from his temple across his cheek, under his eye. He was probably late 40's, early 50's and about 5' 9", and didn't smell too fresh. He just leared at Scotty, then moved allowing us into the dingy room.
It was your standard motel, two beds, ugly paintings, t.v. bolted to the dresser. On the second bed another guy laid back with a beer in hand and cigar in mouth, laciviously scanning Scotty up and down. Scar grabbed Scotty's firm, muscled ass, pawing it, checking the goods.
"Fuck, this boy is going to be worth every penny." He said rubbing Scotty's round bubble butt. "IF he does what he's told."
"He'll obey every order," I said, grabbing Scotty's chin and boring my dark eyes into his baby blues. "Or he knows he'll suffer my wrath later." Scotty just gulped, but said nothing, a bead of nervous sweat appearing on his brow.
I sat Scotty on the bed and went into the bathroom with Scar to finalize the deal. I was assured my property would be returned to me intact, with no permanent damage. He handed me the money and I quickly confirmed 20 Benjamins, and handed Scar the brown bottle and some of the little blue pills. Taking one pill out of the baggie, I went to Scotty, pushing it into his mouth, letting my finger linger for a minute in his wet hole. I took a moment looking deep into my boys eyes, looking at the last bit of innocence left in there, knowing after tonight it would be gone forever.
I quickly left the room with a vague feeling of sadness, running to my car and speeding away as fast as I could, praying my boy would survive the night.
Scar walked up to Scotty and without so much as a warning, slammed his fist as hard as he could into Scotty's stomach, causing him to double over. A fast hard slap across his face sent Scotty to the floor. He just laid there in the fetal position, afraid to move.
"Just so you know your place, college boy!" Scar bellowed. "Now stand up!" he ordered, spitting on the whore. "Hands behind your head!"
Scotty scramble to stand in position as ordered. Scar grabbed a device off the nightstand, and pulled down Scotty's shorts and jockstrap. Grabbing the exposed genitals, he quickly fit a plastic ring around the base of Scotty's cock and balls, then stuck Scotty's dick into a plastic tube. A few quick adjustments and one padlock later, Scotty's junk was enclosed into a chastity cage.
"You wont be needing that tonight, college boy'" Scar said grabbing Scotty's tits through his tank top. "You're just here to serve Big Bob and the rest of his gang. He'll be here any minute. Tonight you'll learn the true meaning of Gangbang!" He twisted Scotty's tits hard, making him squirm. His cock responded instinctively, trying to get hard, when Scotty learned to his dismay, the cage was studded with sharp spikes that dug into his cock. He whimpered slightly. Scar laughed. "Oh yea, just think of that Viagra. Your cock will keep trying to get hard which will only cause you pain, college boy." With that he pulled up Scotty's jock and shorts and made him sit in the chair to wait.
The wait was not long. A loud pounding on the door made Scotty jump. Scar quickly ran to the door to let Big Bob in. And big he was. Easily as tall as Diego, but at least a hundred pounds more. His gargantuan frame sported a big, fat, hairy belly, and meaty arms covered in tats and hair. He wore a leather vest and cowboy boots and hat, under which hung long, greasy hair down past his shoulders. Behind him followed a frail looking kid with a shaved head and muliple facial piercings, including a ring through his nose. Scotty's blood ran cold looking at them, knowing for the first time Diego wouldn't be here to protect him. The skinhead boy just scrambled to the corner and stripped off his clothes. Scotty noticed many more piercings all over the boy, especially his cock, which alone must have had at least 10. Many tattoos covered him as well, including one in big letters on his chest saying Property of Big Bob.
Big Bob noticed Scotty looking at the boy. "That's Scum. He's what I have to make do with, when I don't have a sweet, little jock bitch to use. Show him your cunt, Scum" The boy bent over exposing what was no longer even an asshole. Scotty shuddered as Big Bob stroked his face, then snorted and spit a big wad of snot right between Scotty's eyes. Snapping his fingers, Scum jumped up and quickly licked the snot off Scotty's face. "Let's get this party started!" Big Bob hollered, popping a blue pill and taking a slug from the tequila bottle he was holding.
He grabbed Scotty by his shirt, pulling him out of the chair, and ripped the tank in half, pulling it off Scotty as he was thrown face down on the bed. His big, meaty hands ripped the tight shorts to threads, exposing the firm alabaster mounds beneath, still sore from last nights beating. "Goddamn thats a glorious looking ass." Big Bob exclaimed, grabbing the mounds of muscle, squeezing them in his mighty paws. He motioned to Scum to get in there. He dived into Scotty's hole, sticking his double pierced tongue into the cunt, feasting on the jock. Scotty moaned at the new sensation while his dick pressed hard against the cage, digging the sharp pins into his tender flesh. Surprisingly, Scotty found this pain erotic.
Big Bob snorted a couple lines off the dresser, handing the straw to Scar, reaching for a big leather bag. He pulled out restraints and quickly shackled Scotty's wrists to his ankles, face down, ass up in the air. He followed this by inserting a metal ass spreader into the waiting hole. Twisting the devise open, he spread Scotty's anal ring apart, wider and wider. Scotty just moaned. Soon Big Bob stopped and admired the cavern before him. You could see right into Scotty's colon. Taking a small spoon, Big Bob scooped some of the powder out of the baggie, and carefully insterted it into Scotty's anal tract, tapping the spoon to deposit the powder deep in the open hole.
"This is going to turn your pussy into an insatiable fuckhole." Big Bob said to the whore. "You're going to want so much cock, you'll beg for anything in your cunt. And you'll get it, slut!"
The anal spreader was removed and Scotty felt a burning deep inside him. Quickly this burning became waves of excitement coursing through his veins, his brain telling his ass it needs cock NOW!! Breathing heavily, Scotty moaned and said, "please someone fuck me." The bikers just laughed at their college jock whore, laying on the bed of a skanky motel, begging men he didn't even know to fuck him. What would his parents, or teammates say? Scar didn't let him wait long before mounting the upturned ass. As he slid his fat cock deep into the cunt for hire, Scum placed a leather blindfold over Scotty's eyes, turning his world to darkness. Scar just pounded him as more men came into the room.
"Of fuck!" Exclaimed Scar. "This is the best fuckin pussy I've had in years. Your gonna love busting this cunt Big Bob!" Scotty had no idea how long Scar pounded his pussy, but eventually he felt Scar go ridged and howl as he dumped his load. Scotty just moaned as he felt the cock pull out and another one push in. Cock after cock rode the jock whore, Scotty didn't even try to keep count. Every fucker pounded him as hard as they could while Scotty rode a sexual high he never knew could exist. After what was probably the eighth cock dumped in his hole, he was moved to a new position, on his back, not tied. Scotty just grabbed his legs and spread his ass apart and begged for cock. The room laughed at the college boy as another anonymous cock filled him. In this new position, Scotty could better smell the men using him. Their sweaty, unwashed bodies. Their alcohol breath. He just lay there taking cock after cock, after cock, unaware of time itself.
Someone attached alligator clamps to his titties, and he just howled and rode the new waves of pain and pleasure as his stretched out cunt made schlooping noises from the many, many loads of cum deposited in him. After the 14th, (15th? 16th? More?) cock filled his jock whore pussy, he was left alone for a minute. He still wanted more cock in him! He just lay there waiting. Scum removed the blindfold and Scotty blinked at the brightness. Looking around he saw a roomfull of bikers, all shapes and sizes. There had to be about 15 of them, all staring down at his naked, used body. He looked at Big Bob and quickly realized he hadn't been fucked by him yet. He knew because of the size of Big Bobs cock. It looked bigger than Diegos! He didn't think that was humanly possible, but there it was!
Scum approached him and forced a wide leather gag into his mouth. It was a hollow ring which would allow anyone to stick what they wanted in his mouth. Scotty figured they were going to face fuck him now, since noone had done that yet. But Big Bob had other plans for college boy.
Big Bob straddled Scotty's face and planted his fat hairy ass over the jockboys face, planting his asshole right on the opening to Scotty's mouth. Scotty tried to struggel, having a faint idea of what was about to happen. And his worst fears were about to come true.