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While I stopped at the sling, I glanced over to see the bitch's boyfriend, Colin on that big mattress. Lucky Pud. I'd forgotten how cute the sexy muscle cub was. He was on all fours with his ass at the edge of the bed. And to make things even more interesting, Colin wasn't alone. He was making out with a hairier version of himself, who was kneeling next to him. Pud, who had been uncharacteristically quiet for the last few minutes, finally found his voice.
"Fuckin' A! Do you see this Coop? It looks like the Pud gets a double!"
I saw him drop to his knees and bury his face in the first ass he came to. Then all my attention was on my boy. Laying back in the sling, the spotlights bring out the definition in his chest and abs. I spit on two fingers and bring them to his ass. Then for the first time, I noticed the size of the bulge in the fag's jock. He'd been locked up tight in a chastity cage the other night. Now the head of his boner was poking over the top of the Nasty Pig waistband. Fuck yeah! I love plowing a guy with a big dick. Jorrie, the sexy black guy, comes around to watch me as I get ready to slide my dick into that sweet hairy hole. Those two fingers of spit should be enough lube. I want the bitch to feel this.
"NOW!"
I don't know whose voice it was. It was only one word. In an instant, I realized it had all been too good to be true.
Then everything went dark.
How could I be so goddamn stupid?
"Hey! What the fuck! God damn it! That hurts!"
He had my balls in his fist! He was crushing my fuckin' balls!
"Shut the fuck up, kid! We haven't even started yet."
He had moved behind me in the dark. Fucker had me beat by about sixty pounds of muscle. I had seen how big he was, standing by the sling before they killed the lights. I'm still amazed at the size of his hand. I mean, he's got my dick and both balls in his palm. Granted, my cock had gone from full-on boner to limp in seconds when I realized I'd been tricked. He has his other arm around my neck, his bicep squeezing off my air supply as he flexes. He's taller than me, too. What had looked like a snake in his gray sweatshorts before the lights went off, was now hard as hell and pushing into the small of my back. Fucker was getting off on hurting me. As I tried to break free, he tightened his arm around my throat and started to grind his hips against me. His hard cock felt like it was a foot long.
"Doug? Cubby? I'm ready for lights anytime. You have your victim under control over there on the bed?"
"We've got the hot fuckin' redhead gagged and cuffed, Jorrie. I'm definitely ready for lights. I want to get a look at this fat ass that I'm rubbing against. Although, I wouldn't mind fucking him in the dark either."
The lights flashed on.
The bitch was still spread out in front of me, strapped securely in the sling.
Then it hit me.
Oh my fuckin' hell, he's not the bitch anymore, is he? The fucking tables have turned.
How could I have fucked up this bad. I don't think I'm going to be able to charm my way out of this one. I'm trying to figure out how to spin this. There's no fuckin' way I can say anything until this son of a bitch lets up on my throat. Then I see the boyfriend coming over to help the bitch.....God damn it. I'm going to have to get my head around this reversal. I'm definitely the bitch tonight.
The fuckin' sexy cub is undoing his boyfriend's ankle restraints. He looks over at me and smiles.
"Hey, Cooper! Remember me? Remember how well I sucked your dick the other night? Looks like you and Jorrie are getting acquainted. Yeah, Jorrie's a hot fucker; long as he keeps his anger issues under control. He can be scary as fuck if you piss him off! What happened, Coop? Your cock looked so big a minute ago."
Fucker! He's not very funny. Still hot as fuck though. A few minutes ago, I thought I was going to be tapping his ass at some point tonight. Now I'm wondering if they're even going to let me out of here alive. Something tells me that if they do let me go, It's not going to be with my ass cherry intact. How could I have been so fucking stupid? I feel my captor's arm tighten even more around my neck. He lifts me up just enough that I feel his rigid cock rub between my ass cheeks.
"What do ya think, Jorrie? You gonna fuck his ass there, or do you want to start with him in the sling?"
"Fuck me, Col. It's taking all my willpower not to just ram his sorry cunt right here. Before the lights went out, he was all set to spear Greg's ass without lubing him up. I'm not forgetting that anytime soon. This boy needs to learn a few things about being a top."
"C'mon. Just get him over here to the sling. Greg and I can get him strapped in. I imagine he's going to make a run for it if he gets half a chance."
The black stud lifts me by the neck again. How tall is this fucker? At least he releases his hold on my nuts. He uses that hand to grab under my right thigh and in one swift movement I'm airborne. I land hard on my back, making the sling sway. Before I can say anything, my wrists and then ankles are being cuffed tight to the chains holding up this contraption. I try to make eye contact with Greg; but he's moved behind me. I'll bet I could win him over again if I had a few minutes alone with him. The other night, he would have done anything for me. But he's apparently avoiding me. For now the boyfriend, Colin, seems to be taking charge.
"Hey Cubby! How are you and Doug doing over there with Pud? I'm gonna need that box of stuff you brought to surprise our young friend."
I don't think I want to know what that surprise might be. All my attention right now is on the black guy, Jorrie. He's just glaring at me and jacking on that big dick. It's like he's just waiting for them to get me trussed up so he can get back to hurting me. Christ is he ripped! Good looking, too. Fucker looks like an action hero. Without breaking eye contact with me, he spits in his hand and resumes his stroking. I can't get over the size of cock! That is not the cock I want to lose my virginity to. He's hot as fuck; but if I can't charm him before he starts in on me, he could rip me apart. When he sees I'm watching him, a broad smile spreads across his face. Fuck! He is hot; but that smile is pure evil.
"You look nervous, kid. Relax! It's Cooper, right? But your buddy over there called you Coop. Is that what I should call you?"
I foolishly started to open my mouth. He lets loose with a roaring laugh.
"Yeah. I don't give a shit. I wasn't looking for an answer, you dumb fuck. For the next couple of hours, you're nothing but a hole to me. I'll call you whatever the fuck I want!
Fucking hell! Did he say the next couple of hours? I'm relieved to have our exchange interrupted by the other cub as he makes his way over to the sling, his bare feet slapping on the polished floors. Must be the one they called Cubby. He's about the same height as Greg's boyfriend, Colin. He's got a little more belly and a lot more fur. His hair is clipped short and he has a full, neatly trimmed beard. His chest and stomach are perfectly hairy. He was the one waiting with Colin on the bed for Pudlowski when we first came in. All he's wearing is an old stained jock that's busting at the seams. My first thought is how popular I'd be if I dragged him to a party at the dorm. Then I realize that it was that kind of thinking that got me where I am right now. He moves in front of Jorrie, who reaches out to smack him playfully on the ass. Looks like they have some kind of connection. He stops right between my legs and sets a black low-sided tray on my stomach. Jorrie wraps his arms around him from behind, teasing his nips. He seems interested in what's spread out in the tray. The cub seems to be sizing me up, checking me out from head to toe.
"I dunno guys. He's not bad looking, I suppose. I just don't see what all the excitement was about. Right now he just looks scared. Scared and limp. Maybe if I can get his dick to come back to life, I'll see what Greg saw in him."
He leans in and takes my right nipple in his mouth. His full jock pouch is rubbing against my junk. Before moving to my left nipple, he looks up and smiles at me. He's up to something. I can see the gears turning in his head.
"Greg, why don't you and Colin give him a little kiss? See if you can't recreate some of that magic. Bring him back to life for me."
I can't see them at first; but feel them move in close from either side. This is the kind if thing I was hoping would be happening tonight. Maybe it isn't going to be so bad after all. I can feel my cock springing back to its full length. The furry cub wraps one hand around my balls and pulls gently as he rubs against my boner. He bends over and slips his lips around my shaft. He doesn't stop until I'm in the back of his throat. God damn.
But everything else becomes secondary when Greg covers my mouth with his. I realize how much I've missed this stud. Even if I was blindfolded, I would remember that taste. He begins to moan softly as he kisses me, just like he had the other night. A moan I can feel, as well as hear. I love that goddamn moan. Then his tongue is in my mouth. Oh my God. When the second pair of lips joins our kiss, I feel my cock start to drip. I figure I'm being set up; but fuck am I hard again. Cubby starts talking but the kiss continues.
"Yeah, I guess I can see it now. That is a beautiful cock! I just wanted to get it nice and hard before we lock him up. Ready, Coop? Wait for it. You're gonna love this!"
"Oww. What the fuck!"
Someone slaps my dick... hard! Then I feel the shock of an ice bath on my balls.
"Greg, would you grab the gag off the tray? Sounds like he's not enjoying this as much as I'd hoped. Fucking whiner. Colin, how about you deal with the tit clamps? Adjust them so they're just right; then give 'em a couple more turns. I don't think he'll mind a little pain."
It feels like a sopping wet towel has been dumped on my crotch; but there are ice cubes spilling out of it and rolling under me on the sling. If that isn't bad enough, Colin pulls on my nip and snaps a clamp on it. It doesn't feel bad at first. Pretty good actually; until he starts to tighten it. Fuck! I open my mouth to scream and Greg shoves the ball gag in to shut me up. Just as the first clamp really starts to bite in, Colin switches to my other tit. The stinging isn't helped by the ice water seeping under my butt and back. The cub down there is manhandling my nuts. It doesn't take long to realize he's trying to push my balls through a ring of some kind; then I feel him squeezing my freezing dick into the chastity cage. If it's the same tiny one Greg had on the other night, it's going to hurt like hell. He seems to be struggling to get it on.
With the gag secured, Colin comes around front to help. Each time they try and force the two halves of the cage together it's pinching the hell out of my balls.
"If they got Greg's cock squeezed into this thing, we can surely get this prick's prick in it. Oh, I have and idea!"
The evil Cubby bastard stuck a finger in my ass, before trying to force in something bigger. And colder. Jesus Christ. I think he's pushing ice cubes up my ass. This fuckin' gag. They all think it's hilarious.
"That did the trick. He'll fit in there now with room to spare."
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Greg moving in with a folded bandana. I try to catch his eye. This might be my last chance to get his attention; but he's not having it. Then Jorrie stops him.
"Hold off on the blindfold, G. How's it going down there, Cubby? All caged up? How funny would it be, if after that padlock snaps shut, you opened one of these third floor windows and just chuck the key as hard as you can?"
"Jorrie, I'm glad you're enjoying this. I didn't know if the three of us were mean enough to handle this by ourselves. I appreciate you and Doug taking the lead."
"I'm having a fucking blast so far, Cubby. I just want Coop to get a good close look at my dick before Greg cinches up the blindfold."
Jorrie comes around to the front of the sling, getting right next to my face. His dick is fuckin' huge. The kind of dick that looks so massive and heavy, you think it isn't going to get really hard. Well, I've already felt how hard it can get. He leans in and rubs it against my cheek.
"Greg, can you unbuckle the gag for just a sec? I think he's smart enough not to scream and piss me off. I'm just trying to be hospitable. I'll bet he'd like to have a little taste of the dick that's going to tear his ass open before I breed him. You'd like to have a taste; wouldn't ya Coop, old buddy?"
This isn't the time for me to try and take a stand. There's no way I can escape; and it won't be the first time I've had a dick between my lips. It's a relief to feel the gag slip out; even though it's only been in my mouth for a few minutes. As Jorrie brings that fat cock head nearer, I open my mouth wide.
"That's a good boy. Stick out your tongue for me. I've got a little something for you, Coop."
The first blast of piss shoots straight to the back of my throat. I start to gag and gasp for air; but he doesn't let up. I feel the stream go up my nose. My eyes are burning. How do sub faggots get off on this? His urine is bitter and warm. I can't see a fucking thing; but I'm sure the sadistic bastard is loving every minute of this. I'm doing all I can not to swallow. My mouth fills up and I can feel it running down my chin. Then I start to wretch. Jorrie's flow is still going strong, when I feel a blast coming from the other direction. One of the others is hosing me down; spraying me from my face to my crotch and back to my face.
I can hear them all laughing. As bad as the piss is, and it's fucking bad; as bad as the pain in my chest is; as bad as it feels to be locked in this fucking chastity cage; the sound of them all laughing is the worst. When I took Greg to the dorm that night, I was the most popular guy in the room. They all looked up to me. They all wanted to be my friend. Fuck, did that feel good. And it's not like we were laughing at Greg. He was hungry, man. I thought he wanted it. I thought he wanted to please me. I'm just so fucking glad that those guys can't see me now. Not like this. I'm glad they can't see me being the butt of the joke.
But here I am, strapped in this sling. As the piss slows to a dribble, Jorrie slaps my face with his fat cock; ensuring that I get every last drop. As someone slides the gag back into place, my tormentor moves around to face me at the end of the sling. He's stroking his big dick again. He's raging hard. He looks at me and shakes his head dismissively. As the blindfold slips over my eyes, I hear Jorrie call out across the loft.
"Hey Doug. You have the cameras running, right? Tell me we got all that on film. It's not like I'm ever going to forget it; but it would be nice for Coop here to have a souvenir. Something to show the guys back on campus!"
My heart sinks; but I can't worry about the recording. The only thing I can be certain of right now, is that the night is far from done. I can only imagine how much worse things are going to get. With the blindfold in place and the room suddenly quiet, I feel him grip my caged cock in one hand. I feel his cock at the entrance to my ass. If I wasn't gagged, I'm sure the guys back at the dorm could hear me as he slowly sinks that huge black torpedo up my ass.
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