“Then I felt this pressure on my butthole. Then more. Didn’t know what it was and thought it was a finger. And it pushed harder and I realized it wasn’t his finger cause both his hands were clenching my hips and whatever was pushing in was big. I felt this sharp, hot, pain as his cock pried my asshole open. It sobered me up quick and I started to struggle. My legs were dancing and ass bobbing up and down. The guy in front of me grabbed my head and shoved his cock down my throat. The guy behind me kept pushing in. Felt like he was splitting me open. And I remember him saying ‘Must be a first-timer, so fucking tight.” And it was a first. I started pushing the guy in front of me and trying to move my butt away. The guy in front pulled my head into his gut, and the guy behind me says “I love when they struggle.” And then he pushed all the way in. I yelled but my throat was full of cock and it came out as a deep moan. And then the Rush was back and I tried not to inhale but some spilled on my lip and in his pubes and I was in a cloud of it. My head spun and. luckily, I felt my butt relax around him so it hurt less. I remember he called me a good faggot.
“Then he started fucking me. It wasn’t romantic or caring, I was just a hot sleeve to him. And with each thrust, my throat impaled itself on that cock. I know I was crying, but they didn’t care. And then I didn’t care, I just let myself drift into that cloud of Rush and felt my butt and throat relax. And here’s the real scary part, I started to enjoy it. His cock was dragging on my prostate and shocks were running through my balls and into my gut. I grabbed onto the front guy’s pants and tasted his precum as he pulled back before filling my throat back up. One of my hands got pulled away and I felt another cock in my grasp. I squeezed the firm meat and started pumping him in rhythm to my fucking. My cock kept chafing against the back of the seat. I thought for a second I was peeing and then realized I was cumming. Spunk was just shooting out of me and my butt was clenching around his pounding.
“I think that did him in. He pushed deep in my ass, his hands grasping my hips tight; I had bruises from his fingers for days after. I felt him cum in me. Then the guy in front pulled out and shot ropes of cum on my face. He wiped his cock over it and pushed back into my mouth. The guy behind me pulled out, leaving me feeling open and empty. He moved away and through the fog in my head I heard, “I got him lubed up for you”. There was more shuffling, my cheeks pulled apart and I felt another cock slide into my ass. I whimpered, part cause my hole was sore and part cause I liked the way it felt. The soft cock slid out of my mouth and I pulled the other guy to me to replace him. Neither of them lasted long, one shooting on my ass and back, the other down my throat.
“They left me there, my pants at my ankles, shirt hiked up to my chest, cum dripping off my ass and face. I struggled to stand and the beam of a flashlight hit me. I froze, bent over the seat, spotlighted in my humiliation. I started to cry again, certain I was going to jail, that my parents would be called. The light clicked off and the usher came down the seats. He helped me stand. As I pulled my pants up, he told me I wasn’t the first guy those guys had pinned down. Nor the second. When he saw them leave laughing, he knew what had happened and started searching the seats. I was glad he hadn’t caught the second round. He brought me to an employee bathroom and helped me clean up. He had me bend over at the sink and I figured I was gonna get fucked again, but he washed my butt down with paper towels.
Even cleaned up, I know I reeked of cum. I blushed the whole cab ride back to my dorm, stinking up the backseat with spunk smell. My roommate was home and started to ask what happened. It was the look on my face, or maybe the dried cum in my hair, that shut him up. I grabbed my towel and hit the shower. The next day, he was the one that pointed out the finger bruises on my hips and butt. He was worried something had been done against my will. I said it wasnt. That led to the gay talk. First one I came out to. I didnt give him any info on what happened tho. Didnt tell anyone until now.
“We even?”
Mike stood and walked to Ryan, straddling his thighs to sit on his lap. He brushed Ryan’s hair off his forehead. He leaned in and kissed him, lightly. He pulled back, then in to kiss him firmer. Their mouths opened and tongue brushed tongue. Mike felt Ryan hardening beneath him.
“This a pity fuck?” asked Ryan.
“No. I don’t do that. You trusted me.” He stood, his cock pointing up past the band of his underwear. He took Ryan’s hand and started to walk away. “There’s an open bed, Ryan.”
“Its such a long way away.” He pulled down Mike’s underwear and drew his ass towards him. He ran a finger into the cheeks and teased at the butthole. “Still lubed up, boy?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Ryan drew him back between his legs and pushed his hips down. Mike followed without resistance and felt the thick head parting his cheeks. He pushed down, impaling himself on the meaty shaft. Ryans hands slid up to tease and twist his nipples as Mike started grinding himself on the hard cock.
Ryan’s rough hand grasped Mike’s shaft and squeezed. “Oh shit,” said Mike. “Im already close.”
“Me, too,” said Mike. “Come for me, boy.”
“Yes, Sir.” Mike ass clamped onto Ryan’s cock as cum wrenches its way out of his balls to spill over the rough fist. Ryan bit at his shoulder as his own cock spasmed and spit deep inside Mike. Mike drew Ryan’s hand to his mouth and licked it clean of spunk. He felt Ryan softening and slipping from his ass. He stood and kissed Ryan. “Get your stuff, Sir. We’re going to my place.”
Mike went to the bedroom and quickly pulled on his clothes and grabbed his backpack. He headed out to find Mike at the front door clad in only a tool belt, hard hat, and work boots. “The rest of my stuff is in the bedroom. I didnt want to interrupt.”
“That’s ok. You can get it tomorrow. I’ve got gym shorts that should fit you.”
“No. It’s 2 in morning. I’ll go like this. ”
“You can’t..”
“Watch me.”. Ryan opened the door, glanced out and stepped into the hall. Mike watched his ass twitch as he strode down the hall, tool belt jingling. He closed the door behind him. “This will be an interesting day.”