Curiosity Chemmed the Boy

[JWC1202]

"And my faggots don't get safewords because I own them."

Nick has such great dialogue. I wish that tops in porn could convey this level of authority and menace. So sexy. I'm looking forward to more. Much more. 

[hardbunny]

26 minutes ago, JWC1202 said:

"And my faggots don't get safewords because I own them."

Nick has such great dialogue. I wish that tops in porn could convey this level of authority and menace. So sexy. I'm looking forward to more. Much more. 

I agree I love the dialogue.

[RobertBottomSlut]

So hot. Great writing. 

[NegBtm4Tops]

That was a hot fuckin story. Would love to get used like that. Looking forward to reading more.

[GAwhoreSub]

Thanks for the posit8ve feedback guys. I especially appreciate the positivity around the dialogue because I often struggle with that the most in my other writing. Or maybe its just dirty, degrading sex talk comes more naturally to my mind. Ha! Regardless, though, thank you all.

Side note: I may be away from thus for the next week. I'll be traveling for a death in the family and won't have time (and frankly don't have the mindset) to add a 3rd chapter right now. But I'll be back to this, promise.

[negchaserlooking]

Our condolences. When you are ready

[PupBoiRapeSlut]

Wish I could be turned into his next fucktoy

[PrisonbaiT]

Hope there will be more like the story

[GAwhoreSub]

Part 3

 

I was scared. I'd wanted one thing out of tonight, just one fantasy and everything was turning out wrong. Sure up until now it was super hot, but fuck, Nick had just told me he'd given me drugs, he was keeping me for who knows how long, and he wasn't going to respect my safeword. I was fucked, even more so than his huge cock had already done. I lay there shaking with fear, as much as I could with Nick's ropes wrapped all around me. I could feel my body changing and I knew it had to be the drugs, though I couldn't say it was one or the other. I felt like I was heating up from the inside, and I could absolutely still feel the warmth in my gut from all of Nick's piss. It felt like it was surging through my body in waves. I started crying underneath the pillowcase on my head.

After awhile, and I have no idea how long, I heard Nick come back into the room. I was definitely feeling the drug - I didn't feel comfortable in my own skin...I was too warm and sensitive. It was kind of pleasant - kind of itchy, and I just wanted to rub against the ottoman. But then Nick touched me and I'd never felt anything better in my life. His hand on my skin was absolutely heaven. I was whining and moaning as his hand slid across my body. "I'd say he's pretty well and fucked up by now, Nick." A new voice was chuckling....a very very deep voice, and then a second pair of hands starting touching me. "Yeah, D, gotta make him feel good so he wants it."

I felt their hands undo the ropes around me, and stay rubbing over my skin as they did so. It was so amazing...I was twisting my body to try go chase their hands. I just wanted to be touched and rub. "Nick, man, I think your little pussy is in heat, here. This is crazy".

"Doesn't surprise me. This is the first time he's gotten high, at all. He doesn't know what to do with himself. Take off the blind and let's move this along."

D pulled the pillowcase off my head and kneeling in front of me was this giant of a black man. He could make Nick looks small, even with all his muscles. But this man...."Wow! You said he was pretty, but this boy is one gorgeous little girl." I grinned, I know it. I was always a sucker for a compliment and as D held my face up to him, I looked up with all the adoration my glassy eyed gazed could do. He chuckled, "His eyes are so blown, right now...just the best damned sight in the world on a pretty thing like this."

They helped me up, and while I couldn't exactly stand on my own after the prolonged bondage and the drugs, but Nick and D helped me to the shower. They stripped down and all got into the shower with me and the blast of warm water of my skin was a feeling I'd never forget. While their hands washed me, someone removed the plug from my hole and I emptied there in the shower, and they used a hose to rinse my insides out. After the shower, they dried me off and led me to another room.

It was darker than the rest of the house, especially after the lights of the bathroom, but they led me to a sling in the middle of the room and got me situated. My legs were put up in the stirrups, and I could feel them being secured in. "D, leave one arm free for now....we're going to need that", and while my body was being rubbed all over, I felt one wrist be cuffed to the chains holding the sling.

Nick brushed my hair away from my face and looked in my eyes. I tried to focus as much as I could. "Now, faggot, we're going to play gently with you a bit....until you surrender. And by that, you're gonna have to say the words, "I surrender to you, Master". Do you understand me?" I tried to let it sink in what he was saying, I was nodding. I felt a pair of hands turn my head to the other side, and I was looking at D again. "Listen to Nick, boy. We're gonna to make you feel so fucking good you're gonna beg us to do anything you want. That what he wants. He wants permission from you to do absolutely anything to you he wants. And you're gonna give it him. And to me. And if you don't....." D had me entirely captivated....his hand was so large it felt like it covered my entire face...."and if you don't.....then Nick's gonna give you to me, and I fucking don't care if I have permission." That last part sounded like growl, and I heard myself moan as his words penetrated my hazy mind.

I heard him chuckle, "Nick, I think this pussy boy is darker than you let on.....maybe you should just give him to me and skip all this surrender bullshit."

"No, D, you know I what I like....he's going to beg for it first."

"Alright, but fuck man, I'm ready to go."

Nick laughed, "I know, but we got all weekend."

I felt them moving around me and I keened and whined anytime they dragged their rough hands across me. I could feel someone at my head and someone move between my legs. A blindfold went over my eyes, and I felt a rag cover my mouth. When I inhaled, I knew it was soaked in some poppers. "That's right, faggot. Deep breaths....in and out." I felt lube on my hole and a thick finger slid inside me...in and out.....then a second. The rag was removed and someone put a heavy ballsack in my face. I immediately started licking and sucking on it.

Hands traced over my body, making me feel in heaven. The musky scent of a man was in my nose and mouth, and my hole was being rubbed from the inside. I didn't know what I was supposed to do. Too many sensations, and yet not enough. The hands on my body went from rubs, to slaps, to pinches. All of it driving me crazy and not knowing which was coming next. I felt little pinpricks rolls across my chest and abs. My ass was on fire, not from anything big....no more than two fingers ever was inside me, but feeling them drag across the inside of my ass....slowly in and our....sometimes around from the bottom to the top...sometimes, on either side of one another pulling my hole open. I could feel the cool air of the room hit my insides and it was driving me crazy. I tried to fuck myself on those fingers. Anything to get more.

"That's right faggot, I see you wanting more inside you. D was right you're just a pussy in heat. And this pussy belongs to me, now". That meant it was Nick between my legs, and as he said this, D pulled back and covered my face with the popper rag again. A few hits later, and I was floating even higher, but this time it was removed and D slid his fat cock into my mouth. "MMMMM...that's it pretty girl....just my head though. You only get more when you surrender to Nick. But just keep licking up all my precum and suck on me like a lollipop." I was floating with all these slight sensations all over my body, and moaning like the complete whore I was being reduced to.

"D, I want you to clamp his nips and bring me the cold chain."

D was pinching on my nips and I felt him pinch hard and then a clamp went on them. I moaned and tried to get away, but the pain faded quickly. He added the second one, and then as it was fading into pleasure on my body, he did something to the first one and it tightened, with each movement a sharper pain sliced up my body and I whined. He repeated this with the other and stepped away. In a moment, I felt Nick's fingers leave my hole, and I lay there untouched feeling a very soft breeze across my sensitive skin.

I felt them come back to me and knew both of them was between my legs, as one played with my hole and another rubbed up and down my legs. "Look at this little faggot cock, Nick. Fucker ain't even hard." He was laughing at me. "Nah, D, pussy faggots don't get hard. They know their cocks aint worth nothin and it's this sweet little cunt that drives them crazy."

Since it was D, I assumed playing with my cock now, I felt him start to wrap something around the base of my balls and around my soft shaft. "Mmmm. Getting this tied up out of our way. He won't bet getting hard for a long time anyways."

I jolted in the sling as I felt something ice cold against my hole. They both laughed, "got that his attention, didn't it!" I had no idea what it was, but it was cold and hard. Nick, I'm assuming, rubbed it all around my hole and then gently pushed it in. The cold was a sensation that was maddening against my burning up insides, but Nick slipped it past my ring. And there was more. As one bit went inside, I could feel another at my hole. My mind thought anal beads, but then I clicked that someone said chain. It all made sense...Nick was shoving a length of chain up my ass!

"hahaha. I think he's figured it out, Nick!"

"I figured it would click in a moment.....you're doing so good pretty boy. How does it feel? How does this cold heavy chain feel in your cunt?" My head feel back and D moved back around towards it. "Remember, pretty boy. Just beg and surrender, and all this teasing will stop. Then we'll fill you up with more cock and cum than you've ever imagined."

Nick was slowly dragging the heavy chain out of my ass now. The weight was something very real and the bumps and ridges as it pulled out was driving me crazy. D started pulling on my clamped nipples, making me remember they were even there. Then they both were talking over each other, "Surrender to us, boy" and "Give it up, let us own you and have you", and "You belong as a faggot, owned by two real black men", and "We can tease you like this and never give you what you want, or you can surrender and give us everything." I couldn't take it any more. I was over stimulated, but not getting enough to satisfy what I felt like I was needing.

"Oh yeah....cry those pretty tears for me, faggot. You know they make me so hard....D loves them even more."

"You want to cry for us more, pretty boy?" D's voice was soft in my ear. "You want to feel so consumed and wrecked that I'm the only one who can put you together again?" I whined to him. "Just say it....give Nick permission....beg him for it."

I cried out, "Please, Nick...please!" My voice was broken, "I s-s-s-surrender!"

D growled and bit my neck where he was still leaning down to me "MMMM. you just fucked yourself, faggot. And I'm going to love every fucking minute of it"

Nick pulled the chain from my hole and they both stepped away. I was crying laying there. And then I felt them both step back over to my side. "Nick, hold his arm tight and secure." I didn't know what was happening. D, I'm assuming, wrapped something around my upper arm, and I felt him wipe in my elbow. My mind caught up, oh fuck, they were going to inject me with something! I struggled a bit. "Don't fight this faggot, or you'll end up dead!" I froze and when I did I felt a prick in the soft of my elbow. A second later it was gone, and my arm was raised above my head. I felt a heat and metal taste in my throat and coughed, and then.....FUCK FUCK FUCK! I couldn't breath....I couldn't catch my breath....

Searing pain went through my chest as someone ripped away the clamps on my nipples and I screamed. "HAHAHAHAHA that got him breathing, all right. Fuck that was hot to watch!" If I thought I was overstimulated before, I was like a live electrical wire right now, but it felt like my hole was literally trying to eat something, it was spasming so much.

"Take off the blindfold, Nick...I want to see this faggot's eyes." I tried to blink my eyes, and when I opened them, I couldn't focus. I saw both of them looming over me, someone held my head up by my hair. "fuck yeah, that's pretty. Nothing sweeter than giving a boy his first slam and watching all the color disappear from his eyes, getting swallowed up by those dinner plates of pupils. He's barely even with us anymore. Just fucking perfect." My head fell back.

D moved back between my legs and played with my hole some "Oh yeah, this cunt is opened up and hungry, Nick."

"Well man, you know I love watching you do this part....what do you want?"

"Bring me those two over there....go back to his head and dose the rag again....we're gonna need those." Nick stepped away and in a moment he was back. I looked up at him, trying to focus on him. He slapped me hard across the face, "don't even fucking look in my eyes, again, faggot. Time to learn your place!" My face stung, and felt the sling start to move. D was stepping forward and his body was pushing the sling up. He and Nick started swinging me...back towards Nick and then letting me go and feeling D stop me as he stood between my legs. "Give him the rag, Nick". The rag covered my face and Nick just draped it over me. Like before, I couldn't breath without a hit of it, and they started to hit quickly.

I felt the head of D's cock against my hold. He was nudging against it, using my weight and gravity of the sling to force my hole open around it. Between the drugs and the poppers it didn't take much, and when he slipped in, I moan....he moaned, and I think even Nick moaned. They kept the swinging up - D's head popping in with each swing back and out with each swing up. He wasn't even touching me or pushing in. He and Nick just kept swinging me on and off his cock, and with each drop back he went deeper and deeper. And then it hurt. I winced and cried out. "Well, D, I think you found the second ring"....Nick sounded amused as D's cock battered that part of me once....twice....three times with the swing. "He ain't opening up for me, man....I think I need to remind this faggot where he is."

On the next down swing, D grabbed my thighs and when he hit that tender spot inside and I cried, he yanked on my legs ramming his way past it and bring me flush against his body. I screamed again, "Peach! Peach! Peach!". I could feel the tears running down the side of my face. And they both laughed. D did it again....and again, and I was yelling and crying and D held me for a moment, while Nick leaned over again, pinching off my nose and covering my mouth, "Faggot, I told you that you don't get safewords anymore. So that little 'peach...peach...peach' don't mean fucking nothing to us. And those pretty cries and tears just make us want to hurt you even more." I couldn't breath...between the pain in my gut and the burn in my lungs, I struggled in the sling. And they just laughed around me.

Nick removed his hand before I blacked out and moved the popper rag over my face again. They went back to the swinging - this time I was all the way up and when I swing back towards D, I took every inch of his cock, only stopping when I settled against him. This went on a few minutes and then Nick held me at the top of the swing again. He put the popper mask over my face again, which meant it wasn't coming off for a little bit. Then I felt D back at my hole again, but it didn't feel like the head of his cock.

For a minute, it was there...then it felt like just his cock and I felt him slip inside....but Nick didn't let me go....instead of D's cock filling me up again, I felt something else pushing the rim of my ass. "Open up faggot....let it in!.....come on!". I could feel my hole start to stretch around it....a dildo I was guessing, and I whimpered. I felt Nick step back and pull my head up by my hair and he slapped me hard again "LET HIM IN!". With the pain of the slap, I felt my hole clamp up, but immediately it relaxed and a pain ripped through my body as D got the head of that dildo inside me with his cock.

"Oh yeah...that's what I'm talking about it....Let him slip down, Nick". And then Nick let me go. My weight was wanting to swing back towards D, but I had his giant cock and a dildo in my hole and gravity hadn't won yet. D started making shallow little thrust, pushing himself and the dildo deeper, with the weight of the sling helping force my body to accommodate them both. I was crying, and panting. I'm sure my eyes were wild. Nick grabbed my throat and squeezed...."Oh yeah, pretty thing....you're getting stretched out and taking them both as deep as D wants you, too, and you can't stop him. You can't stop anything we do to you." He let up and I sucked in air....of course through the popper mask making me even higher. I could feel D and the dildo going deeper and deeper. They were getting into the rhythm of the sling again, slowly splitting me open. I felt them hit my second hole again and I winced. I had gotten used to D's cock that deep, but now it was going to stretch wider.

"Lights out, Nick....." I didn't know what that meant, until Nick squeezed my neck again....he held me there as D tapped against that second hole....and then I blacked out.

When I came to, Nick wasn't at my head, and I felt like I had a baseball back up my ass to my throat. I could see them both between my legs. "Welcome back, faggot...that was awfully nice of you to not fight me that time." I was confused, but then I realized Nick had choked me out and D had used that to force the double fucking past my 2nd hole. I could feel myself still spasming around them, even that deep.

"Fuck that pink hole looks so pretty stretched around all that black cock. D, it's almost pure white where it pulls up around the dildo."

"You should feel this pussy gripping me, Nick....like a fuckin' vise. If I didn't know better, I'd swear you gave me a virgin." They laughed....

"I wonder....", Nick said....and I started to feel his thick fingers tracing around my hole.....I was almost limp in the sling, and then Nick pushed a finger inside my hole, too....right where D's cock rested against the dildo....and slipped in it to his knuckles and tugged....tugged outward. I yelped. "Shut the fuck up, faggot!.....actually, now to think about it...." I felt his finger slip out and he stepped away. A moment later, he came back up to my head and pulled the popper mask away. "I need to redose that anyway" and he tossed it down towards D. I heard D fumble with the bottle and heard him open it up. Nick grabbed my hair and shoved a small penis gag in my mouth. "That oughta keep things down some...hand me the mask again, D"....Nick slipped the mask over my face after he secured the gag. There was nothing more I could do....I was silenced and as a breathed through my nose, the poppers worked their way into my system and I floated away again.

The swinging pattern started up again and I felt myself slide off and then back on, slowly the double fucking I was getting. I don't know when, but at some point, my body just accepted it all, and I was sliding easily on and off D's cock and the dildo. "Fuck yeah, Nick....this faggot is riding both of these now.....he's gonna be such a good fuckin whore for us."

"Let's fill him up, D, and then we'll take a rest while he gets really opened up."

I felt the dildo slip out of my hole and then D started fucking me. No more swinging up and down on his cock. He held my thighs and fucked me with brutal strokes. The chains rattled with each thrust, and I was biting down on the gag and moaning. After a few he roared, "FUCK YEAH, FAGGOT! TAKE MY LOAD!"....I could feel him spasming inside me as he buried himself deep and rode out his orgasm. No sooner than he pulled out did I feel Nick take his place and pound my hole again to give me another of his loads.

When he pulled out, he said "I think we need roll that over here and see how he handles it, before making a few phone calls."....I couldn't see what was going on, but I could hear them moving stuff over...something heavy. "Redose the poppers in the mask, D"....and I saw D walk over and take the mask off me, and do as Nick asked. When the mask went back on, the fresh poppers hit me. "Hold him up, D....let me get this positioned right". I swung back up and I felt like I was going to swung back and forth again.

"Ok....ease him forward"....and D let me slip down some. I felt a dildo slip inside my ass, and heard a machine turn on. They were going to use a fuck machine on me! I couldn't focus to much as the poppers were strong and hitting me good. "Bring him on down"....and I went down and a 2nd dildo joined the first..... D stepped away and went back towards Nick.

"Fuck this is pretty, Nick....you gonna switch it up to go deeper?"

"Yeah, man....all of it will be going here in a few.....start a video so we can put up an ad."

Nick must have adjusted something because the machine started pushing deeper on each stroke.....and then I felt another dildo at my entrance. As the realization struck me, I grunted and squirmed.

"Settle the fuck down, faggot....you ain't gotta do nothing but shut the fuck up and take it."

The third dildo head was pushing the sling away, since my hole wasn't opening up to take it, and I felt a bit of relief. I could deal with feeling it punch at my hole, knowing it couldn't actually get in....but that wasn't what Nick wanted. He moved around to the head and held me still, this time when the 3rd dildo hit my hole, Nick prevented me from swinging away, and it popped in. And then immediately out. The pain shot through me and Nick reached down and pinched my nipples to add to it. Then the dildo came back up and popped in again...then out....then in....I wasn't positioned enough for the 3rd dildo to push deep. It just kept toying with my hold...popping in and out as the other two dildos pumped deeper inside me.

"Yeah....he's taking that third one in his hole nice and smooth now, man."

"Excellent....one more adjustment and then we'll go make some calls and place an ad"

Nick stepped back down and I heard him do something....this time when the fuck machine pushed in, it went deeper with all 3 dildos. I could feel each of them stretching a different part of my hole apart. I was struggling and making noises. I don't know how my body was handling this. And then the machine picked up speed and was going faster here....and deeper there....and the 3rd one was popping out entirely here and there before being forced back inside. 
 

"Everything I wanted to see....god damned nothing is hotter than this, man....let me set it on random and then we'll leave this cunt to adjust to his new life."

A second or two later, the machine picked up speed again, and then it was going deep sometimes, shallow others....sometimes the 3rd dildo head would pop out and sometimes not. 1 of the dildos was always past my 2nd hole and another was just sometimes past it, depending on if it was a deep stroke or not. My body couldn't do anything except give up and just accept it. I drifted off, I think...between the drugs and the poppers and my body just giving up with the fuck machine abusing my hole with 3 dildos....I just let go.

I came to hearing voices again....the machine was still fucking my hole and it had become my entire world....having it feel so wonderful reaching all those sensitive spots deep inside me.

"Jesus, Nick....you weren't lying! Fucking hell that's filthy.....and I love it!". It was a voice I didn't recognize. I heard shuffling in the room, but I had no idea who was there, or even how many.

Nick came back over to my head and pulled the mask off my face and took the gag out of my mouth. He held my head so I couldn't lift it up beyond where he had me; I couldn't see who else was in the room. "Say it faggot....say the words so all these men can hear you say it!".....I mumbled "I surrender."...it was a whisper and Nick didn't seem to like it. He slapped me again, "I said say it, you worthless cunt!"....I yelled, or at least I think I did, "I surrender!".

"Sounds fucking good to me!" another voice.

And with that, Nick put a blindfold on me, and put the popper mask on my face again, with fresh poppers, and I heard someone say "let's turn this up a little more."

........

 

 

[Pnp-pig]

Damn the thought of the iced chain going into his ass made blow my load.  The iced chain is some thing I wanna try!

hot, thanks 

[FFRubbrPIG]

INCREDIBLE AND AWESOME!

[Cloudbreederpdx]

Love what I’ve read so far 

[themiraclebox]

Slam him again and double peneteate him with 2 big raw cock. One white one black, then pimp him out for all cocks 

[JockstrapBottom]

4 hours ago, themiraclebox said:

Slam him again and double peneteate him with 2 big raw cock. One white one black, then pimp him out for all cocks 

I love the way you think!

[GAwhoreSub]

Part 4

I don't know how long I was in the sling getting fucked by 3 dildos at the same time. My awareness was coming and going. I don't recall losing consciousness exactly, but at times I was aware of what I could hear and other times I floated away and just felt my hole being stretched and abused. I could hear the men around me talking, but nothing really made sense. Eventually, I heard "I think that's enough", and the machine stopped. I felt hands running over my body and felt the dildos removed from my hole.

"Mmmm....this looks beautiful all fucked out."

"Such a nice pussy on this whiteboy."

I was released from the sling and helped up, but the moment I was on my feet, I couldn't hold myself up. Someone caught me by the underarms and held me up.

"Damn, Nick, he's already wore out. Can't even stand up!"

"He'll be fine soon, man, don't worry about it. How 'bout you boys take him and shower with him and get him cleaned up? We'll let him rest a min while we get ourselves right."

Two new guys, I later learned Marcus and Terence took me to the shower. Under the hot water, my muscles started to feel better, and while Marcus kept me standing up, Terence washed me with a care I didn't expect. Certainly more than Nick or D showed me. Marcus, though, when it came to cleaning me out again, didn't have any gentleness about him. He'd shove the shower shot in my tender ass and fill me up. He'd make me hold it while he pressed on my bloated stomach. And he'd run the hose deep inside me, definitely pushing it past my second hold making sure I was cleaned out very deep. 

After the shower, they led me back to the play room and I could see Nick and D sitting together on the couch scrolling through their phones and sending messages. Marcus took me over with him and set me in his lap and let me rest against his body. "So, this one needs a breather, but I think we need to smoke up some." The 4 men passed around the pipe, filling it and emptying it a couple of times. Marcus and Terence would often kiss me and shotgun me to keep my head spinning. "So, Nick, what you got going on there?"

"I put up and ad and a video of him getting fucked by the machine. Got a several asking if they can join."

"Before you tell 'em yes, I gotta ask - what you doing with this pretty thing?"

"I can't keep him, you know that, T. Especially since he came here. D's open to taking him; you know how that'll turn out. Why? You got something in mind?"

"As pretty as he is, I bet Mayhem would take him. I can call Prez. But you know if he says yes, all those blowing up your phone is gonna be left out. We'll have to leave and go to the Club."

"Hmmm. Would Keyboard be able to wipe his visit?"

"Yeah, I'd call in that favor even if Prez doesn't want him."

"Go ahead then, make the call. Here, forward him the video."

I must have drifted off because the next thing I know, I'm being lifted up by Marcus and handed over to D. Terence came into my view and brushed my hair back and wrapped a blanket around me. "We're taking a riding, beautiful. It won't be the best ride for you, but you'll be fine." With that, I felt cuffs go around my wrists and ankles and a blindfold slipped over my head. D carried me out of the room.

"Marcus, you drive the boy's car. D and Nick can follow behind my bike."

A few minutes later we were outside and then D settled me into the a trunk. I started to panic but someone slapped me hard and told me to shut up and settle down. I got a second harder slap before I could even respond, so I knew best to just settle down. The lid closed and I was alone. I felt the car get started and we started moving. Between the pain and exhausting, I must have slipped off because I have no idea how we traveled.

I was lifted out of the trunk and the cool night air hit my naked skin as the blanket was pulled away. Someone behind me removed the blindfold and my eyes blinked trying to adjust to the light. As I stood there naked, I finally focused enough to see 4 new men standing in front of me. Muscular, rough men, all wearing jeans and boots, and each one had a variation of a leather vest on.

"Fuck, Slicer, you weren't lying. This boy is prettier than all the girls we got hanging around. This is one you found, Nick?"

"Yeah, he hit me up online wanting to experience getting his ass pissed in. Obviously, I had more in mind."

"Based on that video me and the boys saw, I'd say he was getting a hell of lot more than what he bargained for. Now, then. We agreed on what happens from here, right? You and D leave him with Slicer and M and go on back home. Y'all's were never here, and this pretty thing never messaged you."

"Agreed"

With that, I watched Nick and D walk away. I was left there standing between Terence, Slicer I suppose now, and Marcus. Looking at 4 new men who felt like they wanted to eat me. The man who'd been talking stepped over to me and grabbed me by the hair. "Pretty boy, you're now property of the Mayhem Riders. We're going to take you inside and get to know each other. Don't worry about going home or anything. You're home now."

"Take him to the shipping container, Slicer. We're going to start in there."  As I was being led off, I heard the man telling someone else, "Go get your kit and a few supplies. And come join us."

Terence took me to a shipping container and led me inside. When Marcus flipped on a light, I could see it was almost empty. There was a chain hanging from the ceiling, a metal chair, a metal table along the side, and a few metal stools. It was not someplace I wanted to be. "Please, Terence, I don't know what this is, but I don't to be here. This isn't what I asked for."

"No, pretty boy, it's not what you asked for, but it's what happening. Best thing to do is just give in because there's only the hard way or the harder way, ya get me? Well, there's the final way, but ain't none of us interested in that, right now."

"But...you can't do this. Please...I won't say anything, you gotta believe me." With that last plea, the other men stepped inside the shipping container.

"Slicer, lock the cuffs over his head to the chain. Leave one done for now. Needles will be coming in with a kit here in a second." Terence took me over and locked my right arm overhead to the chain hanging from the ceiling. "Now, tell me his intake tonight."

"Yeah, Prez. So, Nick filled him chem piss and made him hold it awhile. He got one slam, .25g from what D told me, about 4 hours ago, and he got a few shotguns from me and M while we were waiting to figure out if we were coming here or not."

"Good, sounds like he'd be fine with another. Horse, go hold his left arm, and let Needles dose him again." One of the bigger men walked over and behind me and pulled my left arm out and held it rock still. Another one, Needles, I'm assuming walked over with a syringe, and I knew what was about to happen again.

"You know what this is, faggot," he asked me.

"Um....yes, Sir, you're going to inject me again like D did."

"Absolutely, so you know to keep very still and when I'm done, Horse is gonna raise your arm up again and lock it with the other one. Remember to breath."

Obviously that wasn't something I could do. I was scared out of my mind, naked, chained in a shipping container with 5 men and about to be drugged again. I was shaking, and only a small amount of that was from being cold. I felt the prick in my arm, the tourniquet released from around my bicep, and then Horse lifted my arm and locked it with the other as the cough hit me. Strung up like that, I coughed a few times and Horse moved around in front of me. I was struggling to keep my head up but he brushed the hair out of my face. The Prez, I'm assuming, stepped up and told Horse to move aside. Prez's huge hand came up and wrapped around my head and my ear. He leaned in and whispers in the my other ear, "You belong to the Mayhem now, faggot. Time to initiate you."

The moment he said it, he stepped back and I felt his closed fist hit me square in the stomach. I wasn't at all ready for it and I coughed as all the air left my lungs. I tried to bend over, but couldn't with my arms above me. I couldn't bring my knees up to protect myself, and as I was processing the shock of it, a second punch landed in my gut. Panting, and trying to catch my breath, Prez moved around to my back and crowded up on me. I could feel his hard through his jeans as his settled me in front of him, holding on to my hips. While I was trying to adjust to that Needles moved in front and backhanded me hard across the face. He pinched my nipples hard and I saw him pull clamps out of his pocket. He took his time pinching and twisting and tugging on my nipples, making me cry out, until he applied the clamps. The teeth bit into my tender flesh, but my head was still spinning from the backhand. He stepped back a little to admire his handiwork on my nipples, and let lose with another slap and a quick backhand in the other direction.

"Mmmm....been while since I got to hit a pretty face like this one, Prez. Slicer sure did bring me a pretty one to bruise. Gonna have so much fun". Another slap and I felt my lip split. I'd been beaten up before, bullied as a kid, and I knew what it felt like, but this was so very different. I could feel the sexual tension in the air. I was so fucking high, I didn't know myself, it seemed, and I had a hard cock pressed against my ass. Prez was grinding against me and I heard myself moan, even though I was in so much pain. Needles laughed, "HAHA! Hear that men, this faggot moans from all this! He's gonna love belong to us." Another backhand around my face and Needles slipped to the side, as I saw Terence and Marcus step up together. Before I could even register them, really, I felt about 4 quick punches to the gut and was left breathless and coughing.

"I can't wait to see all these bruises on this thin little body. He's so pretty and pale, our bruises are gonna cover him from head to toe." That was Marcus, I think. Another couple of punches from the two of them and then they moved aside. I realized Horse was in front of me now, and I tried to prepare myself for a gut punch, but that wasn't it. Horse's giant hand swung and landed a punch right on my cheek. I felt the skin split and I was crying hard now. I vaguely though that was going to leave a black eye. At this point, I felt all of them surround me and felt punches and face slaps and another couple of fists to the face. I lost myself, hanging there, being used as a punching bag, by the 5 of them as they seemingly just rotated around me. After who knows how long, it came to and end.

I couldn't stand up myself anymore. I was just hanging there, barely still conscious, but still so high. My mind was all over the place. Someone sat me in the chair, "put a belt around his chest and to keep him upright, lock his legs and secure his arms behind." This was all done as I hung my head down. I vaguely heard the sound of jeans being unzipped, and someone held a rag of poppers over my mouth again for a good while. Then someone stepped forward and held me by my hair, "Open wide, faggot, and watch your teeth". I was about to have to suck someone. Worried what would happen if I didn't listen, I did as told, and I felt someone's cock slide over my tongue.

It was musky and tasted salty and ripe. I didn't know who it was because all I saw was a white T and black leather in front of my eyes as he buried his cock all the way down my throat. I soon realized I was going to be sucking cock, but rather, someone fucking my throat, and all I had to do was give in and relax my throat. I did as was expected, and in a little bit, he buried himself down my throat, holding my nose against his stomach as he dumped his load in my gut. No sooner than he pulled out than another cock replaced his. Rinse and repeat, until all 5 had fucked my throat sore and fed me their loads.

Then I was unlocked, and pushed to my knees, thankfully on a cushion. My wrists were locked behind me to my ankles in a way that I couldn't lean forward without bringing my ankles up and tipping over, or if I leaned back, I just fell backwards. Someone put a blindfold on me. I felt a gag go into my mouth, but it didn't feel right. There was a weight or something over it and I could run my tongue around a tube in the mouth gag.

Then I started hearing liquid and felt it a second later on my tongue. I knew then someone was pissing into a funnel and it emptied right into my gagged mouth. I couldn't do anything but swallow as the sharp tasting liquid filled my mouth. "That's right faggot...just swallow it all. That's your job the rest of the night."

"Horse, pull up the chair and supervise tonight. Make sure he stays upright."

"Sure, Prez. I'll be here".

With that, I heard people leave. And when we were alone, I'm assuming, Horse came close "I'm going to take a special liking to you. You'll always wear one of my blacked eyes and I'll make sure the rest of you is trained up right, boy". With that, I head new voices, and someone or someones walked in.

"Fuck, Horse, man. Prez wasn't lying about having a faggot out here. Longer walk than the toilet in the Club, but it's a lot more fun." With that, I heard zippers and then the sound of piss hitting the funnel and flowing into my mouth. I swallowed as best I could, but when it started to slacken, another full stream was flowing in. When this was over, they just left. I'm guessing Horse hung out in there with me, but for the next several hours, I stayed in that position, and people would periodically come in and piss in the funnel and I'd drink it. At some point, Horse relieved himself, too, and I drifted off into a weird state, because the next real thing I knew, someone was undoing the chains and I was being pulled to my feet.