On the Beach

By A N

Published on Oct 4, 2007

Gay

How long was I going to have to sit here like this - blindfolded & tied up, naked in a stranger's dormroom? I didn't know how much time had passed, but it felt like hours. A couple times I thought I heard voices, and once I heard a noise, almost like a chair got knocked over. Finally, the music stopped. I felt someone untie me and remove my blindfold. I rubbed my wrists as my eyes got used to the bright light in the room. The first guy I saw was shirtless in tight, low-rise jeans, with a very impressive basket. I looked at his face, but he had a nylon over his head like some punk robbing a gas station, so his face couldn't be recognized. So did the next guy, and the next, and the next. Four shirtless hunks, each with his face obscured by a nylon. I knew the tall one must be Tony, and the guy on his right was probably my surferboy Rod. But the other two could have been anyone. I tumbled forward as someone else shoved me out of the chair and barked, "On your knees, faggot!" I only avoided falling on my face by grabbing Tony's legs. I quickly straightened up and knelt there, waiting for instruction, wondering how many more guys might be behind me. "Tonight you do what I say, cocksucker." said Tony. I nodded, lowering my eyes. He grabbed my hair roughly and said, "I expect you to say Yes Sir when we talk to you, understood!" "Yes sir," I replied as he let go. "That's more like it. Since you're already on your knees, you might as well make yourself useful. You're going to ask me to let you suck my cock. When I'm done with you, you'll ask the next guy, and keep going until you finish the whole circle." I thought for a moment, but saw no way out. So I crawled forward, looked up at Tony and said, "Please, Sir, may I suck your cock?" He nodded, so I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper....


....My knees hurt, and my jaw was aching as I asked the next guy to let me suck him. How many blowjobs have I given tonight? I had stopped counting after the sixth, and now I was finally about to suck off the last guy in the circle. Fortunately, the later guys have been so worked up by watching me that it didn't take much to finish them off. As I pulled this guy's basketball shorts down to reveal his very long, very thick penis, something off in the corner caught my eye. I looked over and felt my heart sink as I saw a high quality video camera. One of these guys must have borrowed it from the university. "Hurry up!" said the last guy, as he grabbed my head and shoved his dick in my mouth. As I sucked him off, I felt myself falling further into this trap. Who cares about the pictures now? They have video of me begging a roomful of guys to let me suck their cocks. What am I going to do? My thoughts were interrupted as I suddenly had a mouthful of sperm to deal with. He pulled out and shot the last of his load across my cheek. I glanced over and saw the camera zooming in on my cum-splattered face. "And...cut!" said the guy running the camera. He pulled on his jeans and rolled the camera out the door. "Where's he going, Sir?" I asked the guy in front of me. "He's taking it to a safe place, so you won't be distracted by thoughts of stealing the tape. Now stand up, and quit asking questions!" As I stood up, the guys started removing the nylons from their faces. It all made sense now. My face was the only one on that video, so noone else could be blackmailed. Tony and a guy I didn't recognize pulled a mattress down from the loft and put it on the floor below the loft. "Lay down," Jay commanded. Having no choice, I stretched out on the mattress. Tony was digging around in a duffel bag, and pulled out some leather cuffs with chains attached. He cuffed my ankle and connected the chain to one leg of the loft. I wanted to struggle, but knew I had no choice. Jay cuffed and chained the other ankle. My surferboy Rod grabbed my left wrist, cuffed it and connected his chain. I looked at him and thought about how this all started. My right wrist was being cuffed now. I looked over to see who was taking away the last of my freedom. I couldn't believe my eyes. It was Jack! "Hey roomie," he said, "Thanks for the blowjob," he winked. "But, but...your date?" "I cancelled my date when Tony told me about this and invited me. I can fuck her anytime...and now, thanks to that video, I can fuck you anytime, too!" I closed my eyes to hold back the tears as I heard Tony ask someone to hand him the duffelbag...

Next: Chapter 4


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