Went Looking A homoerotic tale,not for the faint of heart, by Ant-boy@hotmail.co.uk [Watersports, S&M, group]
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Chapter Seven
Was I hell! Everywhere ached or stung, my body had been stretched , my back and arse beaten, my nipples pinched, pulled and twisted. As for my cock and balls, they were bruised and swollen from slapping and stretching and the restricting weights and rings. My bladder was filling again and you could have hung a boot from my erection. I seemed to be hurting everywhere yet every part of me seemed to be crying out for more, I wanted my body violated properly and knew it would hurt, but that, somehow, was how it should be.
They unlatched my restraints and half led, half carried me over to one of the picnic tables where I was forced down on my back with my arse just poking over the edge. The hard table against my abused back reminded me what had been happening to it as if any reminder was necessary but there was no time allowed for me to react apart from a slight yelp as I discovered another use for the wrist and ankle restraints still attached to my body. My arms were pulled down to my thighs and my legs raised and folded until my ankles could be attached to my wrists leaving me somewhat trussed like a chicken and certainly equally available for stuffing.
If I'd thought the finger fucking I'd experienced earlier had been thorough I was now taught how wrong that idea had been. By the feel of it two pairs of fingers were rather forcibly inserted before they started bending and exploring in different directions, stretching my arse lips apart one moment then digging in and pressing against the walls of my chute in another. It was impossible to actually see who was so abusing my arsehole due to the firm strong body kneeling over my face and trapping my head between his legs as he wanked himself rapidly with one hand and abused my nipples with the other, I couldn't even get my head far enough back to see who he was, just feel his legs gripping my ears and see a firm washboard type stomach breathing rapidly in and out behind the uncut cock and tightening balls jerking before my eyes.
He didn't take long over it and very quickly with a couple of yelps his thighs tightened around my head as his load erupted in hot steaming loads over his hand and my face. The hand I could feel was cleaned off in my damp hair and somebody else spread the remainder across my open mouth. The party obviously planned to continue as I was peripherally aware of another body preparing to climb on the table as the first dismounted when a half remembered voice interrupted.
'My turn now. Just hold him steady, he wont be liking this.'
Hands trapped my head and arms against the table and the fingers violating my poor tender hole were replaced by a hot firm pressure that immediately seemed to tear me open even as it slowly but surely forced its way through the bruised lips. I was clenching my teeth in an attempt not to cry out, then gasping and half crying when it became necessary to open my mouth to breath. My body, seemingly of its own accord was fighting against the hands restricting its movement but that writhing merely seemed to assist its impalement on the hot thick rod thrusting deeper and deeper inside me. I couldn't really focus on anything apart from the tearing pain between my legs, I seemed to be surrounded by arms and half naked bodies, periodically a jet of hot salty cum would land somewhere on me, part of which would usually be transferred to smear across my panting mouth. There, between my legs I could just make out a large dark standing shape swaying slightly, slowly back and forth in the dim moonlight. He seemed larger than any of the others, darker as well, and suddenly in a flash it all came back together.
I was finally being fucked properly and not only that, I was being fucked by a black man. That was a black cock shoved up my white hole, it was moving around, back and forth and I hadn't screamed, in fact apart from the sore entrance and the sharp jolt of pain each time he thrust back deep inside me that made my eyes water it was getting easier to bear. I didn't want it to feel too easy, that was wrong. There was a big black cock, now thrusting harder and deeper inside my arse and I wanted its owner to enjoy himself.
'Go on! Do it harder now! Make it hurt! Hurt me please!'
'Are you sure boy?' His arms came into view as he bent forward to use his fingers on my nipples, pinching and twisting. Nipping and pulling with his nails.
Boy! He called me boy again. That's all it took, that deep melodious voice asking permission from his boy to have fun.
'Yes Sir. Do what you want to your boy please. Anything, everything. Make me feel it.'
He took me at my word. The hands holding my down vanished although I could still see several people standing around as my trussed body was bounced up and down on the picnic table only held in place by the fingers now torturing my nips, occasionally moving to slap at my face or arse cheeks, but returning before my nips had a chance to recover and, of course, by the stiff hot cock happily wreaking havoc inside me.
He may have been happy but my body certainly wasn't. The knowledge that a filling bladder would be unable to hold out much longer seemed the lesser of my problems and at least my attempts to contain the pressure did allow me at times to consider something apart from the various abuses my poor body was experiencing. There was my bruised back being bounced around on a hard table, my hands still fastened down my side to trussed legs and so unable to help hold my body still. His hands working their will all over my body even as the odd stream of cum landed on it from our audience, mainly I have to say over my face. My balls had been bounced, stretched and squashed so much I could hardly feel them and still that black cock was plunging back and forth inside me. I was a sea of pain, could feel the tears running from my eyes and hear my laboured gasps and whimpers.
I closed my eyes and gave in to it, I couldn't stop the pain but I could bask in it. My imagination was clearer than my vision had been, I could see the audience, now mainly older men apart from the one six foot unshaven fit younger one with the silver chain who'd been abusing me back in the toilets. They were all watching with open eyes the big black daddy pillaging his white boy and making him cry. I wanted more, wanted to encourage him to abuse me, to use my body for whatever nefarious activities he could conceive of although at the same time I knew my body could take very little more, even with whatever drug the blue tablet had contained.
Luckily it didn't have to. Well not right away at any rate. His big black hands moved to grab at my lower arms and his body knocked my legs further apart as he thrust his hot swollen black throbbing cock even deeper into my arse, his balls almost jamming themselves in with it, and his body stood juddering as he shot stream after stream after stream of thick boiling cum deep, deep inside me. It burnt and stung after the workout his cock had given my insides but the relaxation of my arse muscles as he softened slightly and ceased poking me was enough to also overcome the hold I had on my bladder and it let go with a vengeance,I just couldn't help it, jetting up in the air and spraying back over my face and chest.
Also over his.
'You'll have to clean that off of course. While I think up a suitable punishment.'
I opened my eyes to look into a curly headed black face silhouetted against the pale light just a couple of feet from mine, his deep eyes reflecting in the moonlight and his brilliant white teeth grinning.
'Oh yes! We've not finished yet.'
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I do hope you have enjoyed this effort to entertain. If so you may also like to savour my other stories held in the Nifty Archive. Seek under Prolific Authors, 'Ant-Boy'.
Also – published effort to entertain: Subs Deliverance by Anthony Thomas Paperback & Kindle: 189 pages ISBN: 978-1-935509-08-0 Available from Amazon and all good Gay Bookshops.