As we walked in Andrew's dad spoke to me, now in a nicer tone than he had earlier. "I hope I didn't seem like I didn't want you to come on the phone. As it turns out, we don't have any cable here so, besides fishing, there really ain't much to do. It'll be good to have some entertainment around." He slapped my ass. "Also, there are no showers so maybe a tongue bath will be in order." He laughed and crammed my face into his arm pit. I tried to jerk back but he was too big, and just held it there. Finally he let me go, and I stumbled back and into the living room. I looked up behind me to see Andrew, with a glass of Whiskey in his hand and a thick set white man who was almost completely bald, except for a ring of hair that went around the back of his head. He sat low on the couch, a beer in one hand, and his other down his pants. He had a round face and rough facial hair that seemed to be due to lack of shaving rather than any intentional style choice.
"Hey bitch, I'm Rick. I gotta big cock and I'm gon fuck ya with it. From what I can see, you're gonna like that just fine." I realized he was referring to the fact that I was coated in cum and had "Andrew's Slut" written on my forehead. On top of that, I was wearing a red thong which was now completely covered in a variety of wet and dried semen from the past few days' activities. Most of it was Andrew's. Some of it was mine.
Actually, I did have a problem with it, not that Andrew or any of them would care. I was just coming to terms with the fact that I had lost my virginity in a room of guys calling me slut and whore while a camera taped me moaning and sucking Butch's cock while andrew pounded away at my butt. Still unaware of what Andrew had done or would do with the video, I knew I had no choice. I knew that every step I took dug me deeper. Created more evidence. Screwed me even more. But in a weird way, it was setting me free. Andrew had never directly threatened to show anything to anyone, he had only implied that it was his decision. Instead, he had let me use it as a convenient excuse to let my own slutty ways shine through.
But to be fucked by Rick was sending my mind spinning. Andrew and his dad were, well, low class. They were both dirty slobs with foul mouths and even worse behaviors. But Rick, he was truly trailer trash. He looked like he lived in complete poverty, despite appearing very well fed. He had a heavy beer belly and a big chest. His pants were ripped in numerous places, one showing through to his leg (he wasn't wearing any underwear). As I looked him up and down he responded, "Jesus, bitch can't wait to get a piece of me. In good time whore. In good time."
Andrew went over to his duffel bag and pulled out the camera. Not again I thought. But instead of setting it up for filming, he grabbed two cords from the bag and plugged them into the TV. "Kyle's being a little shy right now guys. How about we have some drinks and watch a movie." He smiled as the movie popped up, showing his dorm room bed. Knowing that soon, Andrew would walk into the frame, followed by me sitting on his fat cock. Eventually I'd be moaning like a bitch. I could barely remember how far it got. As the movie began to play, Andrew sat down in a leather chair. Rick and Andrew's dad were sitting on the couch, with about a foot of space between them. I sat up on the ground, and put my hands in my lap to cover my hard dick.
"Hey faggot." I looked up at Rick. "Why don't you come sit on the couch here." He patted the spot between him and Andrew's dad. I didn't even acknowledge my natural reluctance as I stood up and sat my round ass between them. Rick immediately started pawing my cock through the red thong's front. "Good bitch." By now, I was on camera lowering myself onto Andrew's cock.
Andrew's dad reached into my asscrack and stuck his finger in my asshole again, drawing out a mix of cum and sweat. He looked over at Andrew, "Damn, you do have a nice cock son. Makes a father proud to see his son turn out a whore like that." Then he jammed his sticky fingers into my mouth, "Suck bitch." I did. "Run's in the family" he said, and put my hand over the fat cock stretching out his jeans. It felt strange. Being manhandled by these two older men. It was simultaneously terrifying and thrilling.
The video played on and Rick and Andrew's dad were having a blast as they groped all over me, taking turns pouring me drinks or, sometimes, liquor straight from the bottle. They laughed when the video showed me screaming loudly as Andrew stuffed the whole length of his cock up into my asshole. When they saw tears start pouring down my face in the video Andrew's dad said "If she ain't cryin' when you take her heimen, there ain't no point in even trying." He laughed. "Right bitch?" He shoved his middle finger up to the base into my asshole. My sore ass bounced off the couch in surprise.
I was turning red with shame once the video started to portray me yelling, begging for "Papi's dick in my pussy." They were both laughing hysterically. Rick said "And here we are trying to get you drunk. I don't know why I'm not balls deep in your cunt as we speak." Finally, the video showed something I thought I had remembered doing, but had tried to forget.
As Rick's hand reached up to tuck my nuts between my legs as I sat in his lap and started pounding me, Andrew's dad said "Well would you look at that." Rick was silent watching the video. "She really is a bitch." In a weird way, I knew they were right. It surprised me even, my lips swollen from so much cocksucking, my cock tucked away as I rode Papis magnificent dick; I really did look like a woman." As it portrayed me taking Butch's cock to the face while Papi stuffed my pussy, Rick stood up and took off his shirt, then his pants. "Fuck it, I can't take it anymore." He stood naked and rubbing his throbbing 9 inch hard-on. Meanwhile Andrew's dad was finger fucking me hard whispering into my ear.
"Whose your daddy. Whose you're daddy." His finger was pumping in and out of me at amazing speed.
I mumbled nonsensically "You're my daddy. Please don't stop daddy. Please don't stop." With that, Rick stepped forward and pointed the tip of his dick at my face. He traced precum over my forehead, the letters reading "Andrew's Slut" and then pushed in past my lips and into my throat. I started to suck when I felt Daddy's finger slide out of my asshole. I kept sucking and suddenly realized everyone was naked, including Andrew. Rick pulled his cock from my mouth and yanked the panties off of me. I sat back up and looked at all three of them. I didn't even resist as Rick's dad picked me up and took me into the bathroom. He set me down in the bathtub. Andrew must have packed an extra tape, because he walked in with the camera rolling. I sat naked looking up at the three thick men, their cocks all massive, my mouth watering.
Andrew spoke "Go ahead slut, tell us what you want. Be honest. I don't want to hear any bullshit."
It was like something had broken inside of me. I didn't even question it this time. "I want you guys to fuck me."
"And?"
"I want to be your whore for as long as you want me."
"And?" Andrew shook the camera in his hand.
I added, "You can film it all, I don't care. Just please give me some cock."
The three men started laughing. Rick stepped forward and said, "First thing's first." To my disgust, he started to piss on me. I covered my face but lowered my hand when he yelled "Don't you fucking cover your face. You drink that shit." I allowed his stream to pass over my face and even into my mouth. I immediately regretted what I had just said.
"Papi please. Daddy?" I looked at them as Rick continued to hose me down. Andrew smiled, "OK well you asked for it. Then, him and his father took out their cocks and started to pee. I sat, my cock still rock hard, as they pissed on me, the camera rolling the entire time.