I obeyed, opening my mouth and looking up at my ‘friend’. Something about the eye contact was insanely horny, and Ollie must have thought so too as he began thrusting farther into my waiting mouth. As I sucked, my arms were grabbed by the other two guys as they guided them to their own dicks. Knowing what to do, I began stroking them either side of my as I tongued and sucked Ollie’s dick. All three lads moaned in pleasure, and even I couldn’t help but let out a few horny little whines.
After a minute or so, the lads changed positions. Dean stuffed his cock into my mouth as I began jerking Ollie. His dick was slick with my spit as I grabbed it. Dean moaned loudly as I began to suck. For the next fifteen or so minutes, it was like being on a conveyor belt. Each lad got to stuff their cocks down my willing throat as the other two were pleasured with my hands. I had Danny’s cock in my mouth, when suddenly he pulled away. The other two boys done the same, leaving my knelt on the floor, catching my breath.
“You done that before?” Ollie said, looking over at me. I shook my head.
“Mate, you’re a fucking great cocksucker. You enjoy it?”
Something about the tone of Ollie’s voice made him sound far more sincere than before, more like how he was before the night had began. Truth was, I fucking did enjoy it. My achingly hard cock pressing up against the material of the thong was testament to that.
“I…I think I did…” I replied, wiping some spit from my chin. I stood up, walking over to my clothes on the floor.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” asked Danny.
I looked over at him, confused. “I’m…getting dressed and leaving? It’s almost midnight…”
“Like fuck you are,” Danny immediately replied. He snatched my clothes from my hands and threw them into the corner of the room. “The night’s finished when we say it’s finished. You’ve just fucking admitted you love it anyway…”
“Aww come on,” I replied. “I was playing along. I’m not really fucking gay, am I?” At this point, I wasn’t even sure whether I believed myself.
“Your cock’s saying different,” Dean said, gesturing down to the prominent bulge. I couldn’t even argue with that.
Danny had went into a drawer and pulled out a contraption I’d never seen before. “Listen mate, whether you’re enjoying it or not is irrelevant, even though you fucking obviously are. You’re going to listen to us, obey us, because if you don’t the world will find out what a cock hungry faggot you are. Get fucking naked, take that shit off.”
I peeled off my thong, revealing the full extent of my hard cock. The tip was dripping with precum, and even though it hadn’t been touched, I could feel it wasn’t far off climax. The bowtie came off next.
“You’re gonna be fucked. We’ll go easy at first, nice and slow. But then you’ll be tied up. You’ll be used. Our own little fuck toy. I can see your excited, your cock’s leaking even as I’m speaking.”
I looked down again. Being told what I was to become; the submission, the free use, becoming nothing but a couple of holes – it was insanely fucking horny. I was definitely fucking staying. I’d be staying even if they weren’t blackmailing me now. The only decision left to make was whether I should let them know how much I wanted this or not.
“Here, this is called a douche,” Danny said, throwing the thing in his hand at me. “Go to the toilet, fill it with water. Pump it into your hole, then release it. I want you clean and ready for what’s coming. Understood?”
“Yes Sir.”
I made my way to the toilet and cleaned myself up as best I could. My hole was incredibly tight; obviously it’d never been played with before. That was about to change. I exited the toilet and made my way back to the front room.
“Hands and knees, now.” Danny said. I immediately dropped onto all fours, my rock hard cock swinging between my legs. Ollie stood before me, and without him even having to ask, I opened wide and began to suck his cock once again. Suddenly, I felt a slick sensation press against my hole. One of the lads began to lick and tongue at my tight little hole, while giving my bollocks a little squeeze. I let out a half-pained moan as I tried to concentrate on blowing Ollie in front on me.
“Relax bitch,” came Danny’s voice. “I’m gonna loosen this slutty hole up a bit…”
When my ass was sufficiently lubed with Danny’s spit, I felt a finger penetrate the sphincter muscle and make it’s way in. He pushed it up as far as it’d go, widening my eyes and causing me to moan loudly, Ollie’s cock falling out of my mouth as I did so. He quickly stuffed it back in as Danny slowly began pulling his finger in, and out, in and out. Before long, he went in with two, continuing to go slowly as I moaned and sucked. The pace of Danny’s fingers began to pick up, and before long he was giving me a right good finger fucking. The feeling of his tips hitting what I assumed was my prostate was absolutely immense, causing my cock to drool loads of sticky pre-cum on Ollie’s carpet below me. After a couple more minutes, it was time. Danny’s fingers left my arse, and I felt his cock head press up against my hole.
“Tell me you want it bitch,” Danny mumbled, breathing heavily.
The time for playing coy was gone. I let Ollie’s cock fall from my mouth as I moaned loudly. “Ahh fuck, please give me your cock Sir, please fuck my tight little hole!”
Danny didn’t need asking twice. I let out a deep, carnal moan as the big cock parted my hole and made it’s way inside me. It was painful, I was expecting nothing less, but fuck me, it was a good pain. As promised, Danny went slowly at first. He thrusted in and out carefully as my hole hungrily got to grips with his cock. Before long, he’d managed to slide his shaft all the way in, and I felt his pubes brush up against my arse. I sucked Ollie hungrily as Danny picked up the pace behind me, thrusting in and out and sending waves of pleasure flowing through my body.
report “You horny little fuckslut,” Ollie mumbled. “You getting all this Dean?”
I looked to the side of me, where Dean was snapping away with my phone. I was far too horny to care at this point. He took a couple of close-ups of Ollie’s cock in my mouth, as well as some wide-angles showing me getting spitroasted.
Surprisingly, Danny then pulled out, leaving my ass momentarily gaping.
“Get up slut, go to Ollie’s gym room,” I was ordered. “Lie down face up on the weight bench, we’ll be there in a minute.”
I eagerly got up and obeyed once again. I just wanted to be plugged by two cocks again, so I got on the weight bench. It was only long enough for my head and back to lie on, my arse and legs were hanging off the edge. I instinctively lifted my legs and parted them, intending on showing the lads how eager I was to resume the fun.
They came back a couple of minutes later, armed with what looked like rope. “You gonna tie me up?” I asked as they walked towards me.
“That okay slut?” asked Danny.
“Oh yeah.”
Dean grabbed my ankles and pushed them back towards my head. He tied two knots around my ankles with two lengths of rope, before reaching up and tying the other ends to a metal bar suspended from the ceiling, which Ollie used to do reps. My legs were suspended in the air, leaving my hole free for the lads to use. Danny concentrated on tying my chest down. He wrapped a length of rope around me and the weight bench, tying it firmly enough so there was no danger of me moving, Ollie tied my hands to the stand the weights rested on behind me. I was fully immobile.