“D-daddy?” I asked, meekly, shuffling closer to BB as he led me onto the patio. I felt absolutely ridiculous calling another man ‘daddy’ in front of so many people. But what was I going to say? I couldn’t even remember BB’s real name. Brian? Bob? Ben? Daddy was the name I had cried when he first fucked me. That’s all I knew him as.
“Uh, daddy?” I said again, slightly louder. “Are the other boys not here yet?” The question hung in the air. A short, rotund man with a bushy mustache chuckled slightly as he overheard my question.
BB swung around and smirked, his eyes bouncing to the other bodies on the patio.
“Sweetheart. you ARE the boy.” BB laughed, wrapping an arm around my nude waist and pulling him close to his belly. Suddenly, the other men all began casually making their way across the yard toward us. Several big bodies emerging from the pool like huge elephant seals rolling onto the beach. I took a sharp breath as they all slowly began to peel off their swimsuits, their great dangling cocks bouncing with each step as they began to encircle me.
I was the boy. The ONLY boy. The only outlet for these horny old bastards to plug their cocks into. My eyes darted back and forth as I nervously began counting the approaching daddies. Seven, NO, eight men! Eight men and one boy. Me.
The thought struck me like a bolt of lightning…right here in this old man’s backyard in the middle of this beautiful Saturday I was going to get gang fucked.
This was a gang bang.
BB leaned in and began kissing my neck while another man slid up behind me, his big arms wrapping around my slender waist, his finger tips sliding beneath the waist band of my jockstrap to grope my frightened cock. I could feel his big belly pressing into my back as he hugged me tight.
A third man walked to my right and immediately lifted my hand and placed it on his dick, pressing his lips to mine as his fingers rolled one of my hardening nipples.
Shocked, I froze like a deer as the men’s hands and mouths explored my young body. Somewhere, I heard an odd clicking noise. With the strangers tongue still in my mouth, I opened my eyes to see BB’s partner standing a few feet away with a high-quality camera, snapping pictures as he went.
“Oh yeah, that’s good guys. Yeah, really feel him up there. Hey, baby boy, look at me. Right here. That’s right.” Eyes wide I stared at the camera, motionless.
“Okay now baby, cup those ballsacks on either side of you. That’s right, get a good handful there.” Obediently, I reached down and cupped BB’s heavy scrotum along with the man’s sack to my right. Both men grinned for the camera. The man on my right reached up and grabbed my head and pulled my lips to his large, hairy nipple. Without even a prompt, I took it between my lips and sucked it like a baby while still jiggling the two hairy nut bags in my hands.
A fourth bear approached me from the front and slid his hands down my hips to my bare ass cheeks, squeezing while he nibbled my stretched neck and earlobe. All four men had their arms intertwined around me, holding them to their stocky frames as they groped and kissed every inch of my body.
Petrified with fear all I could do was try to keep up. If a tongue was offered to me, I sucked it. If a cock was pressed into my hand, I stroked it. If a man called me ‘boy’ I responded with ‘daddy’. Men came and went, each taking a turn to grind their dicks against my bubble ass or the front of my jockstrap where my own hardening penis begged for release.
“Phil, hand me that patio cushion.” A large, middle aged man called to his friend. He was pudgy, had brown hair, small round glasses and reminded me of my high school algebra teacher. He grabbed the cushion from his buddy and tossed it down at my feet, putting his large hands on my shoulders and firmly pushing me down to my knees. I crouched, bewildered as his large penis swung in front of my face. My eyes darted to right and left…hard, angry, purple headed cocks stared me down in all directions.
A big, fat, veiny dick slid over my shoulder from behind…like a python that was about to wrap around my neck and strangle me. My entire body shook and my breath was rapid and shallow. This was happening. This was absolutely happening. I was going to suck all these dicks.
The man who put me on my knees grabbed a big handful of my hair and LIFTED my head, aiming my gaped mouth towards his bobbing erection. I barely had time to react. That cock was going to impale me whether I liked it or not. I stretched my mouth wide as that hard shaft slid right past my lips, teeth and tongue and jabbed the back of my throat. I felt the short, prickly hairs at the very base of his dick tickle the corners of my stretched mouth.
“GULK!” I gagged. The man pulled my hair and lifted me completely off his swollen member and I gasped for air, coughing. He had his naked legs spread in a wide stance, his other fist on his waist and his hips thrust forward to present the maximum amount of cock he could.
This was not a gentle man. This was not a man who cared about my feelings or my physical pleasure. This was a man here to use a boy’s holes however he saw fit. He lowered my mouth slowly back down on his cock.
“GULK!” I gagged again. He held me longer this time. That fat cock head nestled in the back of my throat. I tried to suck in air but was only treated to a drop of precum. My esophagus closed tight around his thick manhood. I could only imagine how good my constricting throat felt on his penis.
“Yeah. Gag on it, faggot.” I heard above me. I looked up, instinctively, my blurred eyes searching for the voice. I could only make out their darkened silhouettes, their massive frames blocking out the sun as they hovered over me, all eagerly waiting their turns.
“GULK!………GULK!…… GULK!..GULK! GULK! ULK! ULK! ULK! ULK! ULK!” The Face Fucker found a steady rhythm as he began to pound my face. My jaw ached and saliva flowed down my tongue, coating his balls as they slapped against my chin.
I felt the python cock next to my neck again…impulsively I reached up and stroked the big dick as his friend violently fucked my mouth. I heard a soft moan behind me as the Face Fucker began grunting in front of me.
“MMPH! MMPH! MMPH! Yeah. Fuck, you’ve got a nice soft mouth boy. I’m gonna cum all the way down that throat!” He buckled over and wrapped my head in the crook of his arm and shoved his entire dick completely down my gullet, his thick pubes pressed hard against my watery cheek as my eyes rolled back in my head and I gagged again, choking on his cock. I felt light headed. The sunlit yard began to darken. My ears rang and I heard a voice a thousand miles above me…
“Fuck, Gary, don’t break him yet. He’s gotta suck all our cocks!”
“HYYYYAAANGH! UGH! UGH! UGH!” The Face Fucker growled as his cock unloaded down my throat. “OH FUCK YEAH!” He shouted, pulling my head off his spent dick and tossing my limp body aside. I sputtered and coughed, gasping for air as I collapsed in a mess on the patio. Cum and spit flowed from my lips as I lay sprawled on the concrete, sputtering. I heard a few laughs as the Face Fucker stalked off, a few more patio cushions falling to the ground beside me.