[Ax3lSton3]

An older story of mine. A young man answers a personal ad looking to take part in a gangbang, only to find himself being gangraped by a group of men. This is a work of fiction, told from the victims perspective.

[Ax3lSton3]

This happened to me in the mid eighties when I was twenty one years old. At that time I worked on a commercial fishing boat out of St Augustine Florida.
On our last trip we had this new guy, Leo. He would talk all the time, often about his sexual encounters, of which he had many, if he could be believed. I would listen with interest as he told his sordid tales.

 I liked when he talked about one girl he called Backdoor Brandy who loved taking it up the ass. He would go into graphic detail about anal sex and how great it was. I wished I could meet up with this Backdoor Brandy.
 
I felt so inexperienced listening to Leo. I wasn't a virgin, but close to it. So when we had two weeks off because the boat was in the yard for a refit, I was determined to get laid. But I was never very good at picking up girls at bars. I wasn't bad looking, but I always had trouble striking up conversation with girls. I could have hired a prostitute, but the decent ones were expensive, I decided to leave that as a last resort. I picked up a swinger magazine from the local adult bookstore.

I perused through the ads and one in particular caught my attention. There was a small black and white photo of a blonde woman sitting on a bed in her underwear. She looked around my age and had a nice body with big tits. The ad read, "Help my husbands fantasies come true. He wants to see me get gangbanged by 4 or 5 guys. If interested call Cat on #### ### ###."

A gangbang, I could be part of that. Even if I had to go after four other guys, I would still get to fuck a nice blonde. I stared at the picture again and imagined grabbing and squeezing those nice tits. It took me a while to work up the courage to call the number. When I finally did, a woman answered, "Hello, Cat speaking."

"Yeah hi, I'm calling about the ad in the Swinger mag."

"You want to make my husbands' fantasies come true?"

"Yeah."

"Okay honey, what's your name?"

"Jason."

"Can you describe yourself Jason?"

"Uh, I'm twenty-one. Short, dark hair, average height and build, maybe a little on the short and skinny side."

"Are you white?"

"Yeah."

"Good. We're having a party this Friday. I have four guys already, you can be the fifth if you want."

"Yeah, I do." She went on to give me her address and directions to get out there. She was out in Rashwood, right out of town, on the outskirts of a National Forrest.
I was looking forward to the 'party' for the next couple of days. I kept looking at Cats small grainy picture and imagining her getting fucked by a room full of guys. Would she suck my cock? How will her pussy feel? Will she do anal? I jerked off a few times thinking about it.

Friday came and I was excited. The party was set to start at eight, but I had to leave a couple of hours early to get out there. The urban sprawl turned to countryside and day turned to night as I drove out there. I was afraid I'd get lost out there and miss the gangbang, but the directions Cat gave me were good and didn't have too much trouble finding their place.

The full moon was out that night. I drove past an old car body as I entered their property. The drive lead to an old rustic hunting cabin. There were a couple of motorcycles and pickup trucks parked out the front. I parked my old Ford Escort next to one of the trucks. I looked at the time on the dashboard,--six minutes past eight.
As I got out of the car, two mean looking Dobermans chained to a tree barked loudly at me. I looked around in the moonlight, there was junk strewn around the place, it certainly had a redneck vibe. It wasn't exactly what I was expecting.

The door opened and a man stepped out onto the porch. "Shut up, you stupid mongrels!" he yelled at the dogs. Then he looked at me and said, "Come on buddy. It's all right, they won't hurt ya."

I slowly walked past the dogs and up onto the porch. The man was in his forties, with a scruffy brown beard and medium length hair. He was wearing a plain shirt and shorts with a black leather vest. His cruel looking grey-green eyes sent a chill in my spine as he looked me over. He gave a thin smile and thrust his hand out at me, "Hi, I'm Rattler."

I shook his hand, "I'm Jason, hi."

"Welcome to my home. Come on in Jason." he said, gesturing to the open door.
I walked past him and into the cabin. I entered a large, open room and immediately became aware of three sets of eyes peering at me, which made me feel very uncomfortable. They belonged to a few other men sitting around in the old, over-stuffed chairs,  they were half naked with their cocks out. I knew I would be seeing naked men here tonight, but it was still a bit of shock to me.

I could hear music and soft moaning and wondered if the gangbang had started already, but then I noticed a porn tape was playing on the TV. My attention was drawn to a big, fat hairy man sitting on one of the sofa chairs. He was naked from the waist down and was holding his big hard cock out in front of him. It was huge, around eleven inches long and really fat and veiny with a bulging purple head. The ugly man with a short stubbly beard saw me looking and gave me a wicked smile and made a kissy face.

Then I noticed Rattler locking the door behind me with a key and putting it in his pocket. My stomach suddenly felt very unsettled, I didn't want to be there. Rattler came and put his hand on my back and led me further into the room. The other guys were all in their forties. They didn't strike me as guys who answered the ad like me, they looked like they all knew each other.

"Fellas, this is Jason. He's here to make my fantasies come true." The others all laughed. Then Rattler went about introducing everyone, "That's Carl." He said pointing to the man with a brown mullet and wearing a black Harley Davidson shirt. "Bozza." He pointed to a redheaded man with a solid, muscular build, he was massaging his hard, eight inch cock. "and Big Bad Barry." he said pointing to the big guy with the huge cock. He smiled at me as he rubbed his large member.

"And let's not forget my lovely wife. Cat get out here!" The woman came out from the kitchen and it was immediately obvious that the photo of her was at least twenty years old. She was in her forties and much fatter. Her big tits sagged under her tube top and she also wore a tight pair of cut-off shorts. She had a black eye and large purple bruise on her cheek. She didn't seem to want to look at me and just looked down at the ground.

"I need to use the toilet." I told Rattler. My bladder was full from the long drive, I also just wanted to get away from the staring eyes of the half-naked men.

"Just through there." said Ratter, pointing past the kitchen. I walked past Cat and into the small room with the shower, basin and smelly toilet. I got out my cock and started pissing into the bowl. I knew I had made a big mistake going there. I had to get out as soon as I could.

I turned around and there was Cat. She had a really sad look on her face as she looked into my eyes. "I'm sorry, I really am. He makes me do it. Please, just do what he says. Don't piss him off." She seemed really serious, it was frightening.

I walked out and made my way to the front door. Rattler had a beer in his hand and he walked over to me. "Look Rattler. I'm not feeling too well, I shouldn't have come. I just want to leave."
 
"What, already? You came here for a gangbang didn't you?"

"I... I just want to go." Suddenly Rattler slammed his fist into my gut and an explosion of pain hit me. I doubled over and dropped to the ground.

"You'll go when we're done with you bitch!"

"You don't have to hurt him Rattler, please." called Cat.

"I don't know. Are you going to be a good little bitch, or do I have to hurt you?" said Rattler, standing over me. His tone was really frightening.

I was still recovering from the painful blow and was scared out of my mind. Rattler squatted down next to me. "I asked you a question. Are you going to be a good bitch?"

"...ngh, don't hurt me."
 
"Stand up Bitch!" ordered Rattler. I slowly picked myself up off the floor and Rattler helped me by grabbing my hair and yanking it painfully. He forced me back into the centre of the room. "There's been a slight change of plans. Cat's not feelin' too hot, but there's still gunna be a gangbang. You're gunna be the party girl." The other guys all laughed and cheered.

"Little fag. He's gunna enjoy this," teased Barry. "...I can tell."

"I don't give a shit if he enjoys it or not. As long as he does what he's told. Get on your knees Bitch!" ordered Rattler.

My mind was screaming out in fear. This couldn't be happening. I desperately wanted to flee, or to fight, but I knew that I couldn't. I didn't doubt that he would badly hurt me if I didn't do what he said. As much as I hated the idea, I had no choice but to submit to these redneck bastards. I slowly got down on my knees on the hard floor.
Rattler fumbled at his shorts and pulled out his meaty, half-erect cock. It was right in front of my face and I could smell the strong masculine odour of his crotch.  "Grab it." he ordered. I slowly moved my hand up and wrapped it around the shaft. "You know what to do."

His cock was bigger than mine, and still had its foreskin. I could see the moist tip of the head right in front of me and it made me shudder. I closed my eyes and opened wide and took the head of it into my mouth. The bitter taste was as horrible as the smell. I felt myself gagging. My lips wrapped around the shaft and I could feel the member swelling.

I felt so humiliated, on my knees with a mans hard cock in my mouth, while others looked on and jeered. "Don't let me feel any teeth there boy." said Rattler. His hand came down on my head and pushed me down further on his dick. I gagged as the cockhead poked at the back of my throat and quickly moved back and removed the cock from my mouth and coughed uncontrollably.

Rattler quickly pushed his seven-inch cock back into my face and I opened my mouth and took it in again. I just concentrated on not letting my teeth scrape it. I didn't want to piss this scary bastard off. I felt the cockhead rubbing up against my cheek as he moved it around in my mouth. "Yeah, suck that cock!" said one of the other men. Rattler started bucking his hips, moving his cock back and forth in my mouth.

"Suck harder bitch!" he said as he fucked my face. I increased the pressure as the cock bobbed back and forth. "Cat, go get the camera."
 
I continued to suck while the man rocked his cock back in forth in my face. My face was hot, it must have been bright red. Then there was a flash as Cat took a photo of me. I was humiliated enough without them taking photos.

Soon another one of the guys came over and started slapping my face with his hard cock. I didn't know who it was at first, but then Rattler pulled out of my mouth and I looked up and saw that it was red-headed guy they called Bozza. His cock was bigger than Rattlers, he stuck it in my face. I obediently opened my mouth and he pushed it in.

"Yeah, that's a good bitch. Suck my big cock." He grabbed my head and started roughly fucking my face. His fat cockhead kept prodding at the back of my throat, but I managed to stop myself from gagging. I couldn't believe I was letting them do this, I was not gay, but I was outnumbered and frightened.

I just kept sucking on the thrusting member. I was overwhelmed by the strong, masculine smell of his crotch as he stuck it in my face. The others in the room continued to jeer and tease me. Cat was taking the occasional photo. My knees were starting to hurt from kneeling on the hard floor and my jaw was getting sore as I kept it wide to accommodate the member without scaping it with my teeth. My head was spinning, How did I let this happen to me? I just wanted it to end.

After a little while, Bozza suddenly pulled away and then Rattler grabbed my hair and forced me up again. "Strip for us boy. Cat, go get the mattress from the bedroom." He backed away and left me standing there, red faced with the taste of cock still in my mouth. All the men were staring at me again, I had never been so humiliated.

I hesitantly did as I was told, there was no defying them now. I slowly lifted my shirt off and the men whistled and jeered like I was a stripper at a bachelor party. Then I kicked off my shoes and pulled my pants down so that I was standing there in my white briefs.

"Come on boy, drop them panties as well," ordered Rattler.

I slowly pulled my underwear down and there were more whistles and jeers from the men. "Look at that limp little dick." said Barry. "He can't satisfy a girl with that, that's why he's the bitch."

Rattler had the camera in his hands. "Give me a sexy smile, Bitch," he said as he took a photo of me. Cat came back into the room dragging an old mattress. "Turn around, show us your ass." I obediently turned around so that my back was to him.

"Now spread your cheeks, show us your little fuck-hole." I slowly did as I was told and the men cheered excitedly. Rattler took another picture.

"Yeah, you ever had a cock up there?" Tears rolled down my hot face from the intense humiliation as I exposed my asshole to the horny men. "I asked you a question Bitch!" Rattler growled angrily.

"No."

"Good. I'm gunna be the first to get up your tight virgin ass. Cat struggled as she put the old stained mattress in the centre of the room, next to me. None of the men were bothering to help her. Rattler came over and handed the camera to Cat. "Keep taking pictures, Kitty-cat. Jase here will want some mementos of having his cherry popped."
 
He roughly grabbed me and started rubbing my ass, then gave it a few hard slaps. Then he pushed me down onto the mattress. "On your hands and knees bitch, with your ass up high." I was scared out of my mind. He was going to rape me. Again, my mind screamed out to fight and flee, but I knew I couldn't, and trying to would only make things worse for me. I had no choice but to submit. I just prayed that it wouldn't be so bad, Backdoor Brandy enjoyed it after all.

There I was, stark naked, on my hands and knees on the mattress in the middle of the room. Four excited, half naked men were around the room leering at me. I was dreading what was to come and praying that something would happen to stop it. The camera flashed as Cat took another photo of me.
 
Rattler was behind me, continuing to rub my ass. "Who's got the lube?" He asked.
"Here Rat." said Big Barry, throwing the tube of KY to him. He pulled my knees apart and pushed my head down so that my ass was sticking up. "Ooh Yeah, head down, ass up, that's the way we like to fuck!" chanted Carl. The others all let out a cruel laugh. Soon I felt the cold gel being applied to my asshole. It felt strange. Rattlers fingers roughly rubbed the slimy substance around my hole. I just looked ahead, at Carls feet.

Then it all happened so quickly. I felt Rattler moving into position behind me and grabbing my ass. The fat cockhead prodded at my wet little pucker and then he forced it in. I cried out loudly at the intense pain and tried to back away from him, but he had a firm grip of my ass. He thrust forward, so that he buried his cock into me, up to the hilt.

I was crying out in pain. It really felt like I had been impaled. The pain was continuous, my sphincter was stretched wide around the fat shaft, it was too intense. Over my own cries I could hear Rattler laughing and saying something about how tight I was.

The cock felt huge inside me, and it got worse when it started moving. It pulled back and it felt like my guts were being pulled along with it and then it thrust back deep into my bowels. I desperately wanted the big invader out of my body, but Rattler and other men just laughed at my cries and pleas.

I lunged forward to get away from him and the fat cock plopped out of my aching hole. I dropped flat on the mattress, it was such a relief to have it out of my body. "Fuckin' bitch! Stay still!" said Rattler angrily.

"Please, stop. It hurts!" I pleaded.

"Stop your whining, Boy. You should be grateful I lubed it up for you." Bozza came forward and got on top of me, pinning me down with his weight. I found it hard to breathe. Then I felt hands spreading my ass cheeks wide.

"Go for it man!" said Bozza. I felt Rattler positioning himself on top of me and the cockhead prodded at my sore asshole. I cried out as it forced its way deep into me again, sliding through my squeezing sphincter. Rattler soon started fucking again. My tight, stretched ring was forced to slide along the thick meaty shaft as it thrust back and forth. It was much worse than I thought, my mind was screaming out 'Rape!'

Bozzas weight on top of me made it hard to breathe, otherwise I would be crying out loudly. Tears streamed down my face. The thrusting cock was merciless as it continually rammed its way up my tight passage. My stretched insides felt like they were burning as the cock continually rubbed them. The other men were laughing and teasing me and Cat moved around us, taking photos of my rape.

After a little while, Bozza decided to get off of me. Rattler continued banging away for a while, pushing me down into the springy mattress with each deep thrust. Soon he wedged his cock down deep inside me and stopped thrusting. The intensity of the pain had died down a little. The feeling of the big log wedged inside me was horrible and unnatural. My ass was spasming, like it was fighting against the invader. I just wanted it out of my body.

Rattler kept his cock inside me as he repositioned me, pulling me up so that I was on my knees. Then he grabbed my butt tightly and started fucking with deep, hard thrusts again. "Yeah! Yeah! Take it Bitch. Take it!" Rattler called out as he fucked me. "How do you like that? Taking a big cock up your ass!"

"Yeah, give it to him Rattler. Fuck that ass!" cheered one of the other men.

The merciless pounding seemed to go on and on. I knew my ass was squeezing him tightly, I wondered how long he was going to last. I desperately wanted it to end, but the brutal thrusting seemed to go on and on.

Finally, after some time, Rattler stopped thrusting and then slowly pulled his cock out from my sore ass. It was such a relief when the fat cockhead popped out and my stretched ring was able to shrink down again. He let go of me and I collapsed down on the mattress. I was hot, sweaty and teary. My ass still throbbed painfully. I wasn't about to get a break though. Another man got behind me and lifted me up onto my knees again. "Here we go, my turn now." said Bozza. He guided his cock to my rear entrance and roughly pushed it in. I cried out as my tight hole was painfully penetrated again.

Bozza grabbed me around the hips and started fucking. I was bucked forward with each deep, hard thrust. Someone was coming around in front of me, and I realised it was Rattler. He lifted my red face and looked into my teary eyes, "Having fun, Boy?" He moved his hard wet cock into my face and gave a few slaps with it. "Suck it down for me."

I opened my mouth and he pushed his cock into it. I began sucking on the cock while Bozza continued to bang me from behind. The cock now had a strange, bitter taste to it. "Does it taste like your ass?" said Rattler. I gagged and had to stop myself from throwing up. It grossed me out that the cock had just been up my ass and now it was in my mouth.

I tried to put it out of my mind and just suck as he grabbed my head and fucked my face. I was trying to just focus on sucking the cock, to get my mind off the painful thrusting in my ass. It wasn't working though, I could feel each hard thrust as the big cock mercilessly pounded at my tender insides.

Soon Rattler started groaning and then grabbed hold of my head and I felt the warm slimy cum spill out into my mouth. There was a lot of it and it went up my nose, it felt horrible and I shuddered with revulsion. I tried to pull away but Rattler had a firm hold of my head. He moaned loudly as even more cum spurted out of his cock and into my mouth.
"Ahhh Yeah! Swallow my load, like a good little bitch." I tried to swallow some down, which was hard with his cock in my mouth, and I found it disgusting. He pulled his cock out and I spat some cum out onto the mattress, this earned me a hard smack on the side of the head. "Don't waste my cum you stupid Bitch! Now clean my cock."

He put his slimy member back into my mouth and I gently sucked him off. All the while Bozza was fucking my ass with a steady rhythm. The slimy cum had a very mild salty and starchy taste, It made me feel queasy.

When Rattler was happy, he pulled his softening cock from my face and moved away. Cat got in front of me and took another picture as cum dribbled down my chin. Then Bozza reached forward and pushed my head down into the mattress. He started banging me even harder, making me cry out.

My body still felt like it was resisting the brutal violation. I did my best to relax my ass and accept the thrusting cock, but it was hard. I could hear the slapping sound and feel his groin press into me with each deep thrust. Just like Rattler before him, the fucking just seemed to go on and on. I could feel how tight my ass gripped him, how could they have so much stamina? I wondered if he was going to pull out and make me suck him off like Rattler did.

Eventually Bozza started moaning loudly as he fucked. He started giving fast strokes and then wedged his cock in deep. He groaned as I felt the warm wetness spill out inside me. He had cum up my ass. It felt gross, but I decided it was better than in my mouth. He left his cock wedged in me for a while, then he slowly pulled out. I felt the warm fluid spill out after it, as my sore raped ass was empty once again.

"It's my turn now." said Big Barry. I was horrified, I didn't think I could take any more of this abuse. Two men had just raped me, but there were more of them! I was going to have to endure more of it, my ass was already so sore.

The big, fat, hairy man grabbed my arm and told me to get up. He roughly pulled me up from the mattress and I struggled to get on my feet. I staggered as he pulled me over and bent me over the arm of the lounge chair he was sitting in. He gave my ass a few hard slaps and then said, "Stay there, Boy!" like he was commanding a dog.

He went and grabbed the tube of lubricant and came and started rubbing the lube over his cock in front of me. I was reminded how big his member was, to my horror. It was like the big horse-cocks you see on black porn stars. I was starting to panic with the thought of him fucking me with that huge thing, but I didn't dare move off the lounge chair.

He just laughed as he saw me looking at him with fearful eyes. "Is it big enough for ya Slut? You're gunna take the whole thing up yer tight hole, and yer gunna love it!"

'Oh my god, he's gunna kill me with that thing!' I thought. I knew there was no use pleading with him.

"Come on Man! Stick it up him!" cheered Rattler.

Barry smiled and then came around behind me. He kicked my legs apart and got between them. I felt the big, slimy cockhead rubbing around at my sore, wet rear entrance. I clenched my teeth, trying to brace myself for what was to come. The cockhead continued rubbing around my hole for a little while longer and then he started to force it in.

The huge cock was grinding into me slowly. I screamed out in pain as my hole stretched impossibly wide to accommodate it, I thought I was going to be torn apart. My painful rectum continued to stretch open until the thick meaty mass sunk into me several inches. "Aaaaagh Fuck! Take it out! Ungh! You're gunna kill me!" I screamed out. Barry and the others just laughed.

I struggled to breathe, it hurt like hell. The big man grabbed my hips and pushed his weight into me. I felt the wide shaft slide through my painfully stretched ring, inch by torturous inch. The bulging cockhead prodded up my bowels until it met more resistance. It felt like I had another tight ring deep in my ass, and he was forcing his way through. I cried out as the meaty club opened me up again and poked into my guts. He now had the whole thing wedged inside me, to the hilt.


 "Ungh yeah! That's it, take it all, you tight Bitch!" growled Barry. Cat took another photo.

Fresh tears streamed down my face, I was in hell. I thought Rattler and Bozzas' cocks felt huge, this felt like being impaled with a baseball bat. Then it got worse as Barry started pulling back. It felt like my bowels were being pulled out with it, inch by painful inch. He pulled out several inches and then rammed it back in, making me cry out in pain.

He immediately started pulling back again before slamming forward. He continued fucking me like that, getting into a rhythm as he slowly pulled back and then rammed it forward hard and deep, opening up that inner sphincter. Each hard thrust bucked my whole body forward. I was crying out loudly and was sure he was going to fuck me to death.

The other men around us were all watching with interest. They were laughing and cheering him on and encouraging him to fuck me harder. Barry started to speed up his powerful thrusts. Even with the generous amount of lubrication, the friction in my tight ass was unbearable, as well as the feeling of his fat cockhead continually poking deep into my guts.

As the brutal fucking went on, the pain slowly started to lose its intensity. The huge member continuously slam fucked me, but the stinging pain in my stretched rectum was quickly fading. It was like my ass was mercifully becoming numb. The pain seemed to fade, but I could still feel every inch of the fat cock as it repeatedly rammed its way into me. I could feel that thick round cockhead poking and prodding deep inside my body. Each deep thrust filled me completely. Pathetic moans seemed to escape my lips as I took the rough ass fucking.

My head was swimming and I seemed to be in a daze. I was still getting violently bucked forward with each hard thrust. Thank god the intense pain had stopped. My body had given up fighting the violation, and my tight ass seemed to relax a little and accept each deep thrust.

Then there was another cock, poking at my face. I opened my mouth and took it in, automatically sucking on the meaty rod. Hands grabbed my head and the second cock rocked back and forth in my sucking mouth, fucking my face. I closed my eyes and the strong, masculine smell of the mans crotch filled my senses. The taste didn't seem to gross me out so much now.

The two cocks seemed to pump me in unison at both ends. Both my ass and mouth were taking all they had to give. Barrys' big cock continued to pump away. After a while the thrusts started to speed up and I moaned around the cock in my mouth.
The huge cock suddenly slowed down and I could feel it throbbing. I felt a hot wetness spread out inside me as the big cock throbbed wildly. I heard Barry moan loudly as he slowly pushed deeper and more cum spilled out. "Aaaaaah Yeah, Yeah! Take my hot load, you little Slut."

He slowly slid the big member back and forth in my cum soaked ass several times before he slowly started to pull out of it, inch by inch. The fat cockhead plopped out, and I felt his cum dribble out and run down my balls. My ass felt strangely empty now that it wasn't stretched around the huge fat member.

I continued to suck on the cock that was fucking my face, but soon that pulled out as well, with a lewd slurp. I opened my eyes again. "Ha, look at that busted out asshole. Get a photo of that Cat." said Rattler.

Then Big Barry was in front of me again, he stuck his big, slimy member into my face and I obediently started licking and sucking it, tasting his cum. While I was cleaning up Barrys' big cock, I could feel Carl behind me, grabbing my ass and then slipping his cock into me. It didn't hurt when he put it in. His cock felt small compared to Barrys, but I could feel my hole hugging it tightly as it thrust back and forth.
 
More cum dribbled out of my ass as it got fucked. My insides felt slick and squishy from the cum, it felt strange. I was glad the pain had died down, the ass fucking didn't feel so bad now. Barrys cock had gone soft in my mouth and he slipped it out . I really wanted a drink to get that horrible taste out of my mouth, but I wasn't going to ask for one.

Carls' cock pulled out of my ass and I felt more cum dribble out. "Come on bitch!" he said as he roughly pulled me up again. Once again I found it hard to walk, but I didn't go far. Carl pushed me down on the lounge chair again, this time on my back. He grabbed my legs and lifted them, so that my ass was hanging off the edge of the chair. "Hold them." he ordered . I did as he said and grabbed my legs, holding them up in front of me. "Hold 'em back further."

"Here, I got it Carl." said Bozza. He got behind the chair and grabbed my legs and roughly pulled them back so that my knees were about my head. I could feel the painful strain in my legs. My limp dick and cum soaked balls were sitting in front of me and my well-fucked hole was pointed out toward Carl, who was rubbing his hard wet cock.

Rattler was out in front of me as well, "Hey Cat, get a photo of this." The woman moved in front of me with the camera. "Give us a sexy smile boy." ordered Rattler. I forced a smile. The camera flashed as Cat got a photo of me in this humiliating pose, I was getting used to the humiliation now, as my ass was getting used being fucked.
Then Carl got in front of me, I could clearly see his hard cock as he guided it down to my hole and pushed it in. Bozza held my legs back firmly as he started fucking me again. It was different this time, I wasn't being taken from behind. I could see the man in front of me, thrusting into me, the look of pleasure on his face.

 The cock slid back and forth easily in my slick ass. There was a wet slapping sound as he fucked me. My ass stayed relaxed and accepted each deep thrust. The thick cock head rubbing along my prostate actually started to feel good. It just added to my humiliation. Were they turning me queer? Do I enjoy having men fuck me like a woman?

I had noticed that the mens excitement had died down a bit. They had all had me now. Rattler and Barry had sat down again, then Bozza let go of my legs and went off to get another beer. I had to hold my legs up as Carl continued to plough into me. By the look on his face and the little grunts he made, it seemed he was enjoying himself.
He looked down at me as he pumped my ass, "Noticed you stopped your complaining, Boy. You like getting fucked by real men now, eh?" I looked up at him but didn't say anything. "I asked you a question bitch. Do you like getting fucked in the ass?" he spat angrily.

"No."

He smiled down at me, "Liar." Then he started pumping me even harder. After a while he groaned loudly, but I didn't feel him cum. He pulled out from my ass and it felt empty again. His cock was covered in slimy cum and he brought it to my face. I knew what to do, taking it into my mouth and cleaning it.
When I was done, Carl stepped away from me and I let my legs drop down again, they were stiff and sore from being held up in that position. Rattler looked over at me, "You're spilling cum everywhere." he said angrily. "Go to the shitter and clean out your fuck-hole."

I slowly lifted myself up from the chair. I wobbled on my sore legs and found it hard to stand. I could feel the cum running down my legs. The men all laughed at me as I stiffly hobbled over toward the toilet. I could feel my ass, it wasn't too painful but the whole thing throbbed, like I was still getting fucked.

I felt kind of numb as I sat down on the toilet seat. I had been used and abused and humiliated. Raped by four men. I tore off some of the rough toilet paper and wiped the cum around my balls and ass. I pushed a finger up into my abused ass-hole and scooped out some of the cum. The white goo dribbled out into the toilet bowl, there was more than I expected.

I got up and brought my head to the rusty tap in the small basin and got a mouthful of water, rinsed my mouth and spat it out. I drank some more water down, glad to finally get the taste of cum out of my mouth again. I got a handful of water and washed around my ass.

My ass felt empty now, I could still clearly remember the feeling of it being filled with cock, and the continuous thrusting deep inside me. Part of me wanted to feel it again, but mostly I just wanted to get the hell out of there.

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When I was done in the toilet, I slowly walked back into the main living-room where the men where. They were sitting around smoking weed from a long glass bong. A smokey haze filled the air. The porno was still playing on the TV. Cat wasn't around, I guessed she had gone into one of the bedrooms.
 
I went over and gathered up my clothes and started pulling my underwear on again. Rattler looked over at me with a cold stare, "What the fuck are you doing bitch? Did I say you could get dressed?"
I gave him a pathetic pleading look, "Please, I just want to go. You've had your fun."

"I told you before, you can go when we're done with you." He looked over at Bozza, "Reckon we're done with him?"

"I'm not. Reckon I could go another round." said Bozza smiling.

"Fuck yeah!" agreed Barry. My heart sank, my hopes of getting out of there were crushed. Those bastards were going to make me endure it all again. Once again I became aware of my ass throbbing, how much more could it take?

"Get over here." ordered Rattler. I slowly walked over to him. Barry gave my ass a playful slap as I walked past. I looked over at the locked door, my only way out of there was to get these degenerates off again. I resigned myself to it. "Now get me hard again." said Rattler.

I got down on my knees in front of him and wrapped my hand around his soft member and started rubbing it. "In your mouth." ordered Rattler. I brought my head down and took in the mucky smell of his crotch again. I took the flaccid dick into my mouth and started gently sucking on it.

Slowly, the cock began swelling and growing inside my mouth. Pretty soon I was sucking on his hard cock again, moving my lips up and down on the thick shaft. "Good." said Rattler, "Now turn around and sit your ass down on it."
I removed the hard wet cock from my mouth and slowly stood up. "Hurry up!" growled Rattler impatiently. I turned my back to him and then bent down, bringing my ass down to his cock, which he was holding so that it stood, pointing upwards from his crotch.

I felt the cockhead on my skin and moved around so that it prodded at my soft opening. It was more humiliation, Rattler was making me do all the work, penetrating my own ass with his cock. I lowered myself down and felt the sting as the thick cockhead popped through my ring and slid up into me.

"Yeah, that's it, come down all the way," said Rattler. I groaned as I lowered myself down. The cockhead forced its way up deeper and deeper inside me and inch after inch of thick shaft slid through my stretched anus until my ass rested on his crotch and the cock was fully wedged into me. "Now bounce that ass bitch. Give my cock a good hard fucking!"

I began moving my ass up and down on Rattlers cock as the other guys looked on. My legs were still weak, so it was really hard for me. I didn't mind the feeling of the hard cock sliding into me so much, but my legs were starting to hurt.

"Come on, fuck me harder than that bitch." said Rattler. I began bobbing my ass up and down faster, sliding my tight, wet ring up and down on the thick shaft. Rattler moaned softly with pleasure, he was enjoying sitting back and making me do all the work. The other men seemed to be enjoying the show too, I saw them stroking their cocks, getting them hard again.

"Faster Baby, faster, come on!" said Rattler behind me. I was already banging him pretty hard. I tried to bob my ass up and down even faster, exerting myself and getting red faced. The muscles in my legs were burning and so were my insides as the cock vigorously rubbed them. Then I came up a little too high and the cock slipped out and rubbed up against my wet skin. Rattler laughed, "Good boy, now why don't you go and do some pole grinding for Bozza over there."

"Yeah, come on Bitch, park your slutty ass down on this." said Bozza, holding his hard cock out in front of him. I got up from Rattlers chair and he gave my butt a hard slap. I hobbled over to where Bozza was sitting, my legs were really sore now, as well as my ass. "Come on, hurry up." said Bozza impatiently.

I got in front of him and turned around and bent down just like I did with Rattler. I lowered my ass to his groin and he lined his fat cock up with my wet hole. I slowly dropped down and impaled myself on it. I could still hardly believe that I was doing this for them.

"Do me fast and deep, just like you were for Rattler over there." ordered Bozza. I began bouncing my ass up and down quickly on his lap, feeling the intense friction inside me again and the burning in my leg muscles.
"Aaah yeah that's good!" said Bozza behind me, "You're enjoying it too huh? Why don't you moan for me?"

I let out a soft "Ooooh" as I banged his fat cock.

"Louder Bitch! Moan like you're a slut in a porn video."

The humiliation just kept on going for me, and I just kept doing what I was told like an obedient slave. I threw my head back and gave a long, drawn out moan as I rode him. The men all laughed at me. Bozza didn't let up, "Now cum for me whore. Give us a convincing orgasm."

This was ridiculous, I couldn't believe what he wanted me to do now. I remembered the actresses from some of the pornos I had watched, now I had to give my own performance. I began breathing heavily as I continued to bob my ass up and down on Bozzas thick rod. I moaned like a whore again, softly at first, but getting louder. "Oh yeah, oooh yesss, Oh God!" I cried out throwing my head back.

The room erupted in laughter. My face couldn't get any redder and fresh tears streamed down my face. When was the humiliation going to end? "Good Bitch, very good!" said Bozza. "You deserve a prize for that performance, why don't you go and see Big Bad Barry for your prize?" He grabbed my ass and pushed me off him so that his cock plopped out from my gripping hole.

Barry gave me a big smile, "Yeah get over here porn star. You know what your prize is don't ya, it's your favourite." He waved his fat, eleven inch monster in front of him. I slowly hobbled over to where he was sitting, dreading what was to come.
He held his huge member up so that it was pointing toward the ceiling. I couldn't help but stare at it. The shaft was so thick, the whole thing seemed to be bulging, with thick purple veins running over it and that big round purple head. I shuddered as I remembered how painful it was having that thing forced into me and then being roughly pounded by it.

Barry was still smiling at me, "You can't wait to have it inside you again eh? Come on then slut, take a seat." I slowly got in front of him and turned around, reluctantly offering my ass. I lowered it down until I felt that bulbous cockhead prod at my little, abused hole. I must have been delaying the inevitable because Barry said impatiently, "Come on, get it up there."

I lowered my weight down and felt the huge blunt head press harder and harder into me. My sore ring started to painfully stretch wider and wider until the fat head forced its way though, making me cry out in pain. It was just like last time except I was doing it to myself. Then I felt Barrys big hands grab my butt and roughly pull me down toward him. I cried out loudly as eleven inches of thick meat quickly pushed through my squeezing ring and that big fat cockhead poked deep inside me.

My ass was throbbing with intense pain and I tried to get up off of the huge invader that had brutally impaled me, but Barry held me down. He then leant forward and grabbed my legs, lifting them up so that I fell back on top of him. Eleven inches of fat cock meat were still wedged up inside me. Fresh tears streamed down my face.
"Aaah Yeah! You're still really tight, even after all the fucking." Barry said into my ear. My head rested on his hairy chest and I could smell his sweaty odour. He began moving his cock back and forth a few inches, slowly fucking me. I could feel the intense friction inside me. "Go on, tell me how much you like it whore."

"Ungh ...it's really big." I gasped.

"Yeah, and you love the big ones don't you?" I just softly groaned. "Answer me whore!"

I knew I should tell him what he wanted to hear, "Aaah ...yes."

"What do you want me to do?"

"ungh ...fuck me."

"How do you want me to fuck you?"

"...uh ...fuck me ...hard."

"Good whore, I'll give you what you want." He let my legs drop to the floor and then pushed me off of him. I felt inch after inch of thick cock slide out of my rear until his bulging cock head popped out again. I found myself standing in front of him on shaky legs. "Get on the mattress." ordered Barry. I dropped down onto the mattress in front of me sitting up. My ass felt so sore and empty, but I knew it would soon be filled again.

"Oh you're gunna get it now bitch." laughed Bozza, stroking his hard cock.

Barry got up and stood over me with his monster cock sticking out in front of him. "On your back with your legs up whore, and your tight little hole wet and ready." I compliantly laid back on the mattress and lifted my legs and held them back. Barry looked down at me, "Hold them back further so that your little fuck hole is pointing to the roof." My legs were already aching, but I pulled them back until my ass was lifting off the mattress.

"Good." said Barry, getting down onto the mattress. He mounted me, pressing his big, fat, hairy body into mine. He lined his huge member up with my ass and then roughly forced it in. I groaned as my ring painfully stretched wide again and that big fat cock wedged itself deep into my bowels. The big mans crushing weight pushed me down into the mattress. It was hard to breathe.
Barrys' ugly face was right above mine. He looked into my eyes, "What do you want me to do, Whore?"

"Ungh ...get off me!"

Barry frowned at me and then brought his arm over and gave my face a hard slap.

"Wrong answer. Let's try this again. What do you want?"

"...aah ...fuck me."

He spat into my red face, "What do you want me to do?"
"...fuck me ...hard."

He spat in my face again, "You dirty Slut!" Then he supported his weight with his arms and lifted his ass up. Several inches of fat cock pulled out of my ass and then rammed back in deep. I was squashed down into the mattress as his weight pressed down on top of me. He got into a fast rhythm, ramming my ass like a piston.

I was crying out at the merciless pounding. The big body was hammering me into the mattress. My whole body was aching and my insides felt like they were on fire as the huge cock vigorously rubbed them and the fat cockhead continually banged its way deep inside me and seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

The other guys in the room seemed to be getting excited again. Bozza cheered him on,
"Yeah, that's the way. Pound that little Bitch!"

"Go Big Bad Barry!" cheered Carl.

The hard pounding seemed to go on and on. Like last time, my ass seemed to go numb and accepted each hard thrust, but I couldn't escape his crushing weight on top of me. We were both becoming very hot and sweaty as well. Barry grabbed a fistful of my hair and roughly turned my head, "Look into my eyes Bitch." I looked up at him through my teary eyes. "Say my name."

"...Barry."

"Yeah, I've had lots of little bitches like you. You're never gunna forget me though, are you?" He turned my head away and then continued roughly banging me. 'When's he gunna cum?' I thought, 'How long can he keep up this pace?' It turned out he could keep it up for a while longer. His putrid sweat was dripping down onto me and the stench was fowl. I was getting so hot and sweaty and sore, I desperately wanted it to end.

Eventually he slowed his pace and groaned and breathed heavily and I knew he was getting close. I was relieved to have him finally pull out and get off of me. He quickly shuffled around and I found his big wet cock sticking in my face. Barry groaned as he jerked it and I braced myself for what was coming. The warm sticky cum spurted out onto my red face that was wet with tears and perspiration.

I wasn't even repulsed as the cum dribbled down my face, I was just glad it was over. Barry rubbed the wet cockhead over my face and then pushed it against my lips. I opened my mouth and he pushed it in. Once again I got the taste of cum in my mouth as I stretched my lips around the thick shaft and gently sucked him off.

Soon Barry pulled out of my mouth and then got up off the mattress. "I'm done with you Bitch." was all he said as he walked away, leaving me laying there in a daze. I was all hot and sweaty and the smell and taste of cum filled my senses, as well as the feel of it running down my face. My whole body ached, particularly my ass which throbbed painfully.

"That was fuckin' hot." said Bozza. "You should be in movies Baz." The next thing I knew he was getting down on the mattress with me. He lifted my legs and guided his hard cock into my ass, which accepted it easily. "Your hole got a good ploughing, didn't it Bitch? It's nice and soft and welcoming now."

I just laid back and let him fuck me. His cock didn't seem so big now, and it slid back and forth easily. Then Carl approached me and got down, squatting over my chest. His hard cock jutted out in front of my face. "Suck it down Whore." he commanded. I lifted my head and took it in my mouth. I sucked him off while Bozza continued to pump his cock into my soft, wet ass.

Carl got hold of my head and bobbed it back and forth. "Don't slack off now Bitch, give it a good suck." I could hear the continuous slapping sound as Bozza banged me. I just sucked and sucked on the fat member. Without warning, the cum spurted out into my mouth. I pulled back and Carl groaned and more cum spurted out onto my face. I reluctantly swallowed the cum down, I didn't want to risk making them angry by spitting it out.

Carl got up off of me without saying a word and walked off. Bozza then lifted my legs up and pushed them back, getting up on top of me like Barry did. He started fucking me harder, thrusting deep and fast. Pretty soon he started groaning, "Ungh, yeah. Take it you Bitch, take it you dirty little Slut!" I felt his cum spill out inside me. He gave a few more thrusts into my squishy hole and then pulled out. He moved around and shoved his slimy member into my face. I opened my mouth and took him in, cleaning up all the slime off his cock.

"Look at you Slut, you're a mess." laughed Bozza. He got up and then went back over to his chair. I was left lying there on the mattress in daze.

Then Rattler called out to me, "Hey, stop slacking off boy, get over here." I slowly sat up and looked over at him sitting on the lounge chair. "Come on, crawl over on your hands and knees." I did as I was told again, when was it going to end? I crawled over in front of him and just looked up at him. 

He just pointed down at his half-erect cock. I got hold of it and took it in my mouth. The cock quickly swelled as I sucked on it and was hard again. "You should be getting good at that by now eh?" said Rattler. "How's yer ass?"

I just knelt there between his legs with my head in his crotch sucking him off once again. I could feel the cum dribbling out of my loose aching bumhole. I bobbed my head up and down sucking him off in long strokes, I just wanted to get him off. The other men had all got off twice with my mouth and ass, I hoped that once Rattler had cum, that was it and they would let me out of there.

I kept sucking and sucking, how long was it going to take? Eventually Rattler started to groan, "Ungh, yeah I'm cummin', swallow it all down for me this time boy." The cock throbbed in my mouth and its cum spurted out. It wasn't as much as the first time he came in my mouth, thankfully. I forced myself to swallow it all down and felt queasy. I made sure his cock was clean and looked up at him.

"I knew you would make a good party girl." he said, smiling down at me. He pushed me aside as he got up and then walked over to my clothes that were lying in a pile on the floor. He picked up my pants and pulled out my wallet. He got out the small amount of cash I had and held it up, "Hey, some beer and pizza money guys."

"Allright, I love whores who pay you." laughed Bozza.

Then Rattler pulled out my drivers license, "I might hold onto this."

"No, I need that." I told him.

"You better see about getting a new one then." He tossed my pants and empty wallet to me. "We're done with you now. Fuck off!" It was the moment I had been longing for, but I knew I was a mess, covered in cum and sweat, I must have stunk to high heaven. I had that nasty taste of cum in my mouth again.

"Can I just clean up first?" I asked him.

"No, I said Fuck off!" he said coming over to me. He grabbed me by the hair and forced me up off the floor. I held onto my pants and wallet as he marched me over to the door. "You're not gunna make any trouble for us are ya?" he said as he unlocked the door. "We all had a good time tonight. I have your address, and I have a bunch of pictures showing what a slutty faggot you are."

I said nothing as I gathered up my shoes and shirt off the floor and then moved out the doorway onto the porch. "If you're still here in twenty seconds, I'm gunna release my dogs." said Rattler. I quickly moved to my car and winced as I sat down. Rattler was watching me from the porch as I started the car and got out of there.

The time on the dashboard said ten twenty, I had only been there for a couple of hours, it felt like a lot longer than that, I thought it would have been the early hours of the morning. I felt numb as I started the long drive back home. I could still smell and taste the cum, and feel it spilling out of my aching ass, making a mess on the seat. I eventually got back to my small flat and had a very long shower.

The next day my ass was so sore, it was driving me mad. There was no blood fortunately, but I knew the insides of my ass were badly bruised. When I answered the ad, I never imagined anything like this could happen. I never imagined I would ever be so badly used, abused and degraded.

I kept on reliving what had happened in that old cabin. I kept on seeing cocks, and remembering to smell and taste and feel of them. I kept hearing the names that they called me, Bitch, Slut, Whore. For a week I could barely sit down, I had a funny walk and taking a shit was very unpleasant.

Then I got a large envelope in the mail. I opened it and was surprised to see that they had sent me some copies of the photos that Cat had taken that night. I looked at the pictures of me sucking on cocks, and getting fucked in the ass, and laying there with my busted hole dribbling cum. It made me relive the night all over again.

I went back to work on the fishing boat and tried to get past what had happened to me, but I kept on thinking about it, and thinking about cocks.

The next time I had some leave, I made a bold decision. I had placed my own add in the same swinger magazine I had got before. I used one of the photos that was sent to me, one of me bent over on the mattress with my ass up. The text underneath it read, "Help my fantasies come true. I want to get gangbanged by 4 or 5 guys. If interested call Jason on #### ### ###."

The response to my ad was overwhelming, my phone was ringing constantly. There's a lot of horny men out there. I didn't want to disappoint a lot of people, so I ended up organizing quite a few parties, and with a fair bit more than four or five guys. I got so much cock in those two weeks, and I loved being a gangbang slut. Fuckin' loved it.

  GREAT STORY I cant even begin to count how many times I've fantasized and masturbated to me being in that type of ordeal and it's funny, that I was that same age back in the early 80s,taller but also real skinny.

  Please keep writing more of those.Thank you

  Amazing work! Wow, you really know how to portray a feeling of helplessness in this scenario. The dialogue was also really hot, overall I think you nailed this. Thanks for the cool story. :)

I couldn't stop being excited the entire time I was reading this novel. As I was reading, I couldn't help but imagine myself surrounded by older redneck men.