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When I got into Will's car, I was exhausted. I had been used and abused. Fucked, tied down, forced to eat dick, drink cum, and wallow in piss. I was completely spent and ready to just go to bed. I knew that at some point Ben would want to hear all the details, which would probably include him trying to one-up the baseball team in some way. Whenever Ben felt threatened, he took it out on my ass.
"Guess you can cross 'get gang-banged' off of your list of things to do before you die." Will said with a chuckle.
"Yeah. I definitely got gang-banged." I said. My eyes lingered on Will. He had fairly light skin, but dark, almost black hair and dark eyes. The more I was around him, the sexier he seemed to me.
"Hey man," Will said. "You seem like a cool guy. You want to go out sometime?"
I hesitated before answering. I knew that Ben was the jealous type, I just didn't know if he was all that jealous about me. He treated me like I was his property, but not like a treasured property. Would he really care if I started to hook up with someone else?
"The rough stuff in the locker room, I'm not like that all the time. I mean, I can get a little kinky, but I'm a really nice guy," said Will, clearly misreading my hesitation.
"No, it's cool" I said, "Let me give you my number."
Will and I swapped numbers, and he finished driving me to my res hall. It was now early in the morning. I had the pride of walking into the res hall long after most everyone else had gone to bed. The few people who still had their doors open would wonder where I had been. I also had the shame of walking down a hallway with five loads in my gut and another five loads of cum dripping out of my asshole.
Over the course of the next week, I met up with Will three different times. It turns out that he wasn't just cute, he was really cool. Hanging out with him and the baseball players on campus was completely different than hanging out with the hockey jocks. The hockey guys treated me like their bitch, while the baseball guys were cool with me. Even Chase, who had been a sadistic fuck during the gang-bang, was pretty decent to me.
Ben hadn't texted me since he traded me away, and I wasn't too worried about it. I felt like I was moving on. Whatever was going on with Will, I was ready for a real relationship. Maybe Ben had just gotten tired of me. In any case, when Will asked if I wanted to come over to watch a movie at his house, I jumped at the opportunity. I had been dying to get back into the guy's pants.
That night, I walked over to his apartment building. He lived in one of the newest complexes, which housed a lot of the athletes. Thankfully, it wasn't anywhere near the house that Ben lived in. When I got into Will's apartment, I saw Tony standing in the kitchen with his shirt off. The guy was an adonis. His proportions were literally larger than life. I couldn't help but stare.
"Don't worry, man, I'm leaving." Tony said. "I don't wanna cramp Will's game."
Tony went into the bedroom to get dressed while Will and I settled into the living-room. We were watching some old movie that he was assigned to watch for a class. Just as we were getting past the previews and shit, Tony left the apartment.
"That guy is such a beast," I said to Will, "Does he live here?"
"Yep," Will said, "We've been friends since grade-school."
"Has he always been that big?" I asked.
Will laughed a little. "He's always been bigger than me. I remember when we started to go through puberty. Suddenly, Tony's dick was huge. I was just waiting for the day when I would have a foot-long dick and a chest like that. Never happened."
"A boy can dream." I said.
"It's sort of a curse. Chicks think he's some sort of goon because he's so big. And they're flat out terrified of his cock."
We both paused as the conversation ended. Will started to play the movie. For the first ten minutes or so, he pretended to be studying the film carefully. The movie was in black and white and like most old films, the plot moved slowly. Will finally threw down his notebook and pulled me near to him.
His body felt warm against mine, and he wrapped his strong arm around my shoulder. It was the first time I had been touched by a man with any real affection. All my hooking up had never had any emotion behind it. I snuggled into Will, forgetting all about the movie. I breathed in his smell. He had a solid, end-of-the-day smell, clean but a musky. It turned me on.
We watched about twenty more minutes of the movie before Will turned to me. He kissed me on the forehead and said, "This movie sucks."
I kissed his chest through his shirt. "I stopped paying attention a while ago."
I straightened up my body and swung around so that I was straddling Will. I ground my ass into his crotch as I planted a kiss on his mouth.
"I'm not going to be able to watch the movie like this," he said as he kissed and then bit down on my neck.
"You can read about it online." I said. I pulled his shirt over his head and then ran my fingers over his well-developed torso. I could feel his dick getting hard in his pants underneath me. The scent of his body enveloped me.
Will's hands were running up and down my back. He pulled my t-shirt off. Then he flipped me over onto my back. Now he was straddling me. He moved off of my body, kneeling on the floor between my legs. Then he unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down all at once. My cock sprang up against my body. Will licked the tip quickly, before kissing the inside of my thighs.
"Let's go into my bedroom," he said.
When we walked into the bedroom, Will threw me down on the bed. I loved the way he was taking charge and moving things along. He straddled my face so that his balls and seven inch dick hung down over my mouth and then he bent forward and took my cock into his mouth.
It was so rare that I got a blow job these days, that I practically blew my load right there and then. Will must have sensed the growing tension in my cock, because he moved off my dick and started to suck my balls. I did the same to him, planting my face along the base of his nut sack so that my mouth was on his balls and my nose was in his crack. This was one of my favorite positions. It allows me to taste and smell all of the man all at once.
Will moved his crotch over my face, trying to maneuver various parts of his body into my mouth. I loved the way he pushed his sweaty, sucked on junk across my face. The stink of sex and masculinity started to overwhelm me. I wanted to cum bad.
I took Will's cock back in my mouth, hoping that he would get the point and do the same to me. He did. His warm soft lips clamped down around my dick and he started to work my head with his tongue.
I started to cum almost immediately. I groaned loudly and expected Will to pull off. Instead he dove down deeper and made sure every drop of my load was shot into his mouth. He licked at the underside of my dick as my throbbing balls started to dump my nut into his mouth. As I came, I humped upward and almost face-fucked Will. At the same time, Will was starting to fuck my mouth harder. He would occasionally drop his whole weight down on my face, pushing his dick deep into my throat.
As my orgasm ended, Will pulled off my cock and licked his lips. He nuzzled my cock and nuts a little, lightly licking the last few drops of semen up, before turning himself around on top of me. He was now looking down on me as my head was pinned between his thighs against the pillow.
"Fuck yeah man, finish me off." WIll said, "Your fucking lips look so pretty wrapped around my meat. You want my cum, boy? Open your mouth."
I opened my mouth wide and Will tapped his dick against my tongue a few times. He pulled his cock away and spit into my open mouth.
"Swallow it for me Luke." he said.
I closed my mouth and swallowed his spit. Then I opened my mouth for more. Again, he slapped my tongue with his cock, harder this time. Then he spit again. This time, he sprayed his spit across my face. Before I could close my mouth, he moved forward and rubbed his nuts over my face, combining his sweat and spit.
He pulled away, "Now you look like a cock-sucker." he said. As I opened my mouth again, he reached down and gently cradled my head. He slid his dick into my mouth, but rubbed my hair as he did. It was the first time I'd ever experienced dominance mixed with affection.
"Here it comes." Will said.
His dick head flared and he shot a large rope of cum into my open mouth. Instinctively, I closed my mouth to taste and swallow it. The second blast hit me across the lips and went up my nose a little. The salty taste and harsh smell of cum surrounded me as three more shots of cum were delivered into my open mouth. I savored the taste before swallowing it down into my gut.
Will bent down and kissed me hard on the lips. He pulled away and licked the rest of his cum off my nose and chin, then he moved back to my lips. He pushed his cum, diluted by his saliva, into my mouth.
We made out a little more, before returning to the living-room to finish the boring movie.
At 3 o'clock the following day, I got a text from Ben. It read, "My house. NOW." My stomach dropped. Ben was pissed, which either meant that he had found out about Will or some chick he was fucking had sent him packing. I prayed for the latter.
My prayers were not answered.
When I walked in, Ben was standing in the center of his living-room. He was wearing his gym clothes and they were covered in sweat. His hair was messed up and wet and his face was red. He looked angry.
"I was at the gym and everyone was ribbing me about how my fag is dating some guy. Are you fucking sleeping around on me?" Ben said. He was talking fast.
"Uh . . . yeah, I guess. I've been sort of seeing someone." I said.
"That homo from the baseball team, right? Will?" he asked.
"Yeah." Ben was still angry and the way he was standing in the middle of the room worried me. He looked like he could get violent.
"I didn't realize two faggy bottoms like you guys could get it on?" he said.
I stood there dumbfounded. I had no idea what he was talking about.
"He didn't tell you? He's been sucking Tony's dick since he was fourteen. When they got to college, they fucking bunked up so Tony could have him whenever he wanted." Ben said.
I wasn't sure if this was true. On the one hand, Tony seemed really relaxed around Will. On the other, WIll was aggressive and dominant. I couldn't see him bending over for a guy like Tony.
"Come over here." Ben said.
I don't know a lot about how guys like Ben live and act, but he was posturing like he was going to beat my ass. I stayed away.
"Get the fuck over here," Ben growled. He raised a hand and I flinched a little. "Jesus, you really are a wuss. I'm not going to hit you. Now get here."
Ben whistled and pointed at the floor in front of him. I heard him snap his fingers. I took five steps toward him and dropped to my knees. His sweaty body was about a half a foot from my face, and I could already smell his crotch rot.
"Good boy." Ben said, "You'd make a good dog."
He grabbed onto both sides of my head and pulled me into his rank crotch. His shorts were damp from his workout and he smelled like he hadn't washed his nuts in days.
"Suck it in, Luke." Ben said, "Get high on my jock stink."
I breathed in deeply, exaggerating the sound so that Ben would hear it. His smell carried me away. It took me to the place that made it seem like a good idea to beg to drink cum out of a dude's dirty cup, to drink piss at parties, and suck whatever cock Ben told me to suck. After a week of fucking around with other guys, it was like going home again .
"That's right, go to your happy fag place." Ben said.
He walked backward to the couch and sat down. The whole time he kept his grip on my skull and I was forced to crawl across the living-room. When I lost my balance and fell, I hung by my neck from Ben's crotch. When he sat down, Ben ground my face into his junk.
"You belong to me, Luke. I'm the boss. If you want to fuck around with someone else, you will beg me first. Do you understand?" he said.
I nodded.
"If you're going to suck another guys dick or offer up your ass, you're going to pay me, just like the guys I let use you pay me. Understand?"
I nodded again.
Ben pulled my face out of his crotch. He looked in my eyes and then spit on my face. The spitting made me think of Will and the entirely different way he spit on me.
"What mistake did you make?" he asked.
"I shouldn't have gone out with Will." I said.
Ben spit on me again. "Close, but you're still not getting it."
He shoved my face back into his junk. I could feel his half hard cock underneath my mouth. I started to mouth it a little, sucking on his meat through the fabric. He pulled me away again.
"What mistake did you make, fag?" he asked again.
Suddenly the answer he wanted came to me. "I thought with my cock, Ben."
"That's right fag. You thought about your cock instead of about my cock. Your purpose is to serve my needs. You've spent the last week avoiding me and trying to get off with your little boyfriend. That was wrong." Ben said.
"I didn't avoid you . . ." I started to say.
Ben slapped me. "The fuck you didn't." he said angrily. "You've begged for my cock since the day I let you have it in the locker-room. A whole week without even a text asking to suck me is avoiding me."
"I'm sorry." I moaned.
"You have to be punished. Fortunately, one of my bro's who was having trouble with his cock-slut was able to lend me this." Ben had a clear piece of plastic in his hand. I had no idea what it was.
He reached down and grabbed my hard cock. He squeezed it in his fist until the pain was almost too much to bear. When he removed his hand, I was completely soft. He started to fumble with the little piece of plastic.
"This is a cock cage. It'll keep you from getting off. Until I can be satisfied that you're not fucking around without my permission, you're going to be locked up." Ben said as he fit the cage over my dick.
I looked down at my junk, now surrounded by the piece of plastic. Already, my cock was trying to get hard, but it was completely prevented from doing so. I wondered how long I could go before the lack of orgasms drove me crazy. Right now, I was cumming a few times a day. I wasn't sure how much of this I could take.
"There you go, all locked up," Ben said proudly. He waved his thick cock in front of my face. There was a strand of precum running off of it. "From now on, this is the only cock you have to worry about. If you keep this cock happy, then I'll keep your cock happy."
I stuck out my tongue and Ben brushed the head of his dick across the tip of my tongue. I wanted to take the whole thing into my mouth, but Ben was not feeding it to me. He stood a foot away and looked down at me. Then he turned and walked over to an arm chair. He sat down.
"You're really fucking pathetic, Luke." Ben said. "I had no idea how depraved you were when I first fucked you in the locker-room."
I just hung my head in shame.
"Get over here." Ben said.
I crawled on my hands and knees over to Ben. I wanted his dick and cum so bad, almost all thoughts of Will had left my mind. When I really thought about it, Ben was right. I didn't deserve a guy like Will. As I approached, Ben grabbed my head and planted it on his balls, I started to lick because that was what I was always supposed to do. Ben moved my head lower and lifted his ass off the chair.
"Lick my hairy asshole, Luke." Ben growled.
I started to run my tongue over Ben's hole, lapping at it like a dog. Sweaty hair surrounded Ben's hole and I sucked all of the salty moisture out of it. The musky smell of his butt turned me on even more and put me into what Ben called my 'fag zone.' The more I licked and felt his sweaty ass cheeks sliding along the side of my face, the more I was willing to bend down and worship Ben.
"Fucking make out with my ass." Ben said, "Pretend it's your little boyfriend's mouth."
Doing exactly what he asked, I locked my lips around his hole and started to insert my tongue into his ass. It was almost like a french kiss, but with no tongue playing back. Instead, it was just me, muscling my tongue past his ass-lips and into Ben. His hole quivered and pulsed, occasionally locking down around my tongue, as I made out with his shitter.
Ben was moaning loudly and he ground his ass back into my face. Without warning, he pulled me away. The relatively cool air of the apartment hit my face and I suddenly felt cold.
"Do my feet." Ben said.
He brought his legs down off of the coffee table and placed them in front of me. Ben had gnarly feet. They were bony with big veins running over the tops. His toes were huge. As I looked at him, Ben got tired. He lifted a foot and shoved the calloused sole into my face.
"Lick that stinky foot, fag." Ben said as he pressed his foot against my face, smashing my nose.
As I started to lick, he eased up the pressure some. I ran my tongue over the entire foot and then started to lick and suck each toe individually. His feet smelled musky. Less rank than his crotch and almost more earthy. When I finished with the first foot, I moved onto the second. I could now watch Ben stroke his hard dick as I gave him a foot-job. The way his cock was throbbing and leaking, it was clear to me that he was enjoying it.
While I sucked the toes of one foot, Ben shoved the other foot between my legs. I immediately noticed that the contact with my cock, which I would have felt, was prevented by the cock-cage Ben had locked over my junk.
Ben brought his foot up to my asshole and started to toy with my hole with his big toe. The feelings were very different from getting fingered - rougher and clumsier. I started to feel him putting pressure on my asshole. I wanted his toe inside of me, so I clenched my jaw and pressed my body down against the unlubed toe. It slipped right in with minimal pain. My ass had seen so much cock that a toe was child's play.
Ben wiggled his toe around inside of my and thrust his foot up, clearly getting off on what he was doing. He continued to press hard against my ass, as if he was trying to put his whole foot in there. After a few minutes, he pulled his toe out. He presented it to me for cleaning, which I immediately did.
"Time for me to get my nut," Ben said. He started to stand up, and I bent over and presented my ass to him.
"Fuck, I was going to have you suck me, but if you insist . . ." Ben smirked.
Without warning, Ben's dick was inside of me. He plunged all the way in all at once. I gasped at the entry. He brought his hole body down on top of me and pushed me to the floor. The carpeting was rough on my body as Ben drove his dick into me.
Ben pressed the whole of his body down upon me as he long-dicked my ass. His cock pulled at my hole as he withdrew it and then pushed my guts out of its way as it snaked back in. He was merciless, grinding and thrusting without any thought of my own comfort. His hands moved over my body, not to caress me, but to find better handholds to leverage himself. His thrusting pushed me across the floor, rubbing my bare skin against the carpet.
"You fucking like my cock?" Ben sneered in my ear.
"Yes, yes." I panted in between thrusts.
"Am I a fucking straight god that you're lucky to get to worship?" he said.
"You're my god and I'm the luckiest fag in the world." I said.
"Look at me." Ben said. He grabbed my skull and turned it so that one cheek was on the floor and one eye was looking at him. He never stopped fucking me through all of this.
"Tell me I own you." Ben said.
"You own me Ben." I said. His thrusts and dirty talk were driving me crazy. I wanted to cum, but I couldn't even get hard. Any effort to touch myself was foiled by the fucking cage he had locked me up in.
Ben reached up and grabbed my phone off the table. He put it in front of me. "Send that slut Will a text telling him it's over." Ben said.
As Ben pounded my ass, I grabbed my phone and started to compose the text. I wanted it to be short. I wrote, "I can't see or talk to you anymore. Sorry." I showed the phone to Ben.
He drove into my ass and suddenly stopped. It was like the end of an earthquake. I was almost surprised that it stopped. "Change 'can't' to 'don't want to'." Ben said and then he started fucking me again.
I made the changes and showed Ben. He took his hand off of my shoulder and hit the send button, effectively ending any chance I had with Will.
"Ok whore, here it comes." Ben said. He shortened his thrusts as he started to cum into my ass. Ben bit down hard on my shoulder as he came. I was certain it would leave a mark. Ben's cum flooded my ass. I swore I could feel the hot load moving through my insides as he pumped me full. When he finished, Ben collapsed on top of me, breathing hard against the side of my face.
As he caught his breath, I glanced over at my phone. There was a message from Will, "What the fuck man?" With a tinge of regret, I deleted the message. Ben saw and whispered in my ear, "Good boy."
Ben's dick was softening inside of me when suddenly I felt a blast of hot liquid in my guts. Ben was pissing inside of my ass. He groaned and moaned as he let loose a stream of urine. Unlike when he came, I could feel his piss stream boring into the side of my colon. The feelings of him pissing and my colon expanding were erotic, disgusting, and completely novel.
When Ben finished pissing, he bit the back of my ear. "Fuck, I've always wanted to do that. Just think, right now your ass is sucking up my piss. I've marked you inside and out."
My guts gurgled a little as his piss went God knows where. Ben pulled out. I immediately clamped down to prevent his piss from spraying anywhere.
I lay on the floor, dumbfounded, fucked and horny as hell. I still hadn't gotten off, and it looked like I wouldn't for a while. Ben walked into his bathroom to clean up. When he came out a minute later, I was still laying on the floor.
"So, do we have this figured out or do you need another lesson?" Ben asked.
"I belong to you Ben." I said. In my head though, all I could think about was the way Will felt when he saw my text message.
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