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The Main Event

Suddenly the dark-haired man came into the room. ‘What’s taking so long?’, he demanded. Like the brothers, the dark-haired man was wearing a leather jock strap, but the pouch was more rigid, like a codpiece. He was also wearing a leather chest harness. The harness accentuated his muscular chest. Marco almost immediately noticed that his entire body: chest, stomach, arms, legs, back and butt, even his feet, were covered in fine dark hair, almost like fur. Marco could make out the ripped and defined muscles underneath the hair, in combination with his dark eyes, gave him an animal-like appearance, a dangerous animal.

The brother scrambled to their feet. ‘Bring him in the other room’, the dark-haired animal man told the brother. The “hairy’ brother undid Marco’s ankles and both brothers lifted Marco upright. ‘So good to be standing’, thought Marco. They escorted Marco into the living room. Marco saw that the furniture had been rearranged. The center of the room was clear, except for a wooden chair, which faced the sofa. They marched Marco to a position behind the chair. Both brothers took some rope out a bag, positioned Marco’s feet near the back legs of the chair and then tied his ankles to the chair legs. The “smooth” brother took a longer piece of rope from the bag and tied it to Marco’s arms, leaving two long ends. He took the ends and put them over Marco’s shoulder. He pushed Marco forward and Marco bend over the back of the chair. This was a very uncomfortable position. Marco couldn’t support the front of his body because his hands were still behind his back, and the ropes pulled his arms up. The brother looped the ropes around a leg brace and pulled them tight. This caused Marco to lean over until his head was almost hitting the seat. The back of the chair dug into his hips.

Marco started to protest, but the gag prevented him from saying anything and he just yelled into the gag. He felt a sharp slap to his ass and the dark-haired man told him to settle down. Not sure what to do at this point, Marco stopped and waited. The dark-haired man came to the front of the chair. ‘I’m going to take out the gag, and I want you to be quiet. If you aren’t, I’ll cut off your ears, shove them in your mouth, and put the gag back, your choice.’ The dark-haired man removed Marco’s gag. Marco knew he wasn’t joking and kept quiet. ‘Good boy’, the dark-haired man said, ‘let’s start.’ Marco knew he was going to be sexually assaulted, just not sure how, or for how long. He set his mind on surviving, just surviving at this point. At least the foul rag was out of his mouth.

The dark-haired man stood in front of Marco and dropped the leather codpiece of his jock strap to reveal a large uncut cock and a hairy sack containing large balls, which hung low once release from their confinement. The cock was large and beginning to get hard. He put his cock near Marco’s mouth. ‘Suck on it!’, he commanded. At first Marco hesitated, his position was extremely uncomfortable and getting a cock into his mouth would require some contortions. The dark-haired man slapped Marco’s head,’ Suck on it you cock sucking faggot!’ Marco took the cock into his mouth and the dark-haired man shoved forward. Marco could feel the cock begin to grow in this mouth and extend toward his throat. His position made it difficult to breath and began to gag. ‘Suck it good’, the dark-haired man said in a low voice. Marco tried to reposition his head and was soon able to accommodate his engorged cock. The dark-haired man slowly pumped his cock in Marco’s mouth. His pubic hair brushed his nose and his scrotum bumped his chin. Marco also had a close-up view of his muscular stomach. He could catch quick glimpses of the dark-haired man’s navel, and somehow this fascinated Marco. Soon Marco was able to get the rhythm and surprisingly found that he was getting hard. Except for the awkward position and the occasional gagging, Marco might have enjoyed this. ‘Looks like we have an experienced cock-sucker, boys’, the dark-haired man said.

Marco thought that he was going to cum in his mouth, but after a few minutes, he pulled out. When his view was clear, he saw that the two blond brothers were reclining on the sofa, completely naked, stroking themselves. As he expected, the buzz-cut brother was completely shaved in his crotch area. A long cut cock and low hanging balls. The other brother had shaved cock and balls, but trimmed pubic hair. He cock was also long, but uncut, with low hanging balls like his brother. The scene was hot and ‘innocent’. Two great looking guys, relaxed on the sofa, stroking themselves, and watching Marco. He found himself hoping that they would let him suck on their cocks also. They saw Marco staring at them and smiled. They then moved towards each other; intertwined their bodies, cock and balls touching, and kissed. Marco felt his cock hit the back of the chair. He knew he was oozing precum. He wanted to be with them, feel their warm bodies, feel their hands and legs caressing his body.

A sudden sharp slap on his ass broke Marco’s fantasizing. ‘Attention here’, he heard the dark-haired man said from behind him. He felt something cold and slick being worked between his ass checks. Marco knew what was coming next. He felt the dark-haired mans cock being positioned near his ass hole. Marco waited, should he resist, or just except that he was helpless and going to be raped. Before he could decide, the dark-haired man thrust his cock into Marco. He instinctively tightened his sphincter; the dark-haired man shoved harder and Marco felt like his ass was being ripped open. Tears welled in Marco’s eyes. He could see that the brother were again watching Marco and stroking themselves. Marco felt like he was the main attraction for a show. He started to scream; the smooth blond brother got up and gave Marco a hard slap to the face. ‘Shut-up you little fuck’, he said sharply, and then slapped Marco again. Marco was shocked that this angelic looking boy, who was just in a sexual embrace that drove Marco wild with passion, could turn so brutal so quickly.

The smooth blond brother then took his hard cock and pushed it into his mouth. Marco gagged. ‘Now suck it you little faggot’, the blond said. ‘I said suck it!’, he repeated as he grabbed Marco’s head and pulled it into his crotch. Marco started to tongue the blonde’s cock. As he did, the blond brother started to slowly fuck Marco’s mouth. The pain in his ass was subsiding as the dark-haired man got into a rhythm of fucking Marco’s ass. Soon both the dark-haired man and the blond were in sync. ‘Got us a fucker machine here, this little pussy can do it coming and going’, laughed the dark-haired man. Marco cock was again getting hard.

The other blond walked behind his brother, embraced him, and started to kiss his neck. He reached down between his brother’s legs and tickled his brother’s balls. Marco noticed that the cock in his mouth got a little harder. Marco tried to watch the blonds. He noticed that the smooth blond was getting one of his nipples pinched by his brother. The other hand was no longer tickling his balls, but Marco was able to see that he had put it between his brothers butt checks, most likely massaging his prostrate. Marco imagined what this scene must look like; the muscular dark-haired man pumping his ass, one smooth blond brother fucking Marco’s mouth, with an equally beautifully brother playing with his brother’s body. Marco felt the precum drip from his own cock. Suddenly, Marco felt the cock in his mouth go rigid and hot salty cum blasted down Marco’s throat. The smooth blond boy arched his back and let out a primal grunt. His brother held him tight. Marco tried to swallow the cum, but his awkward position made it impossible, and he gagged. Most of it dripped out of his mouth. The blond boy pumped Marco’s mouth a few more times and another shot of cum was deposited into Marco’s mouth, only to drip out onto the chair seat. The smooth blond brother pulled his cock out of Marco’s mouth. Marco tried to suck the blonde’s cock back in, he wanted his cock back in his mouth, to please the young blond a little longer.

‘Tighten your sphincter you fucker’, the dark-haired man commanded as he slapped Marco’s ass hard. This brought Marco out of his fantasy and made him realize that he was not there by choice. They had abducted him, abused him, forced him to suck cock, and were now raping him. Suddenly Marco got angry and started to protest. ‘Tighten your sphincter you fucker’, the dark-haired man commanded again and slapped Marco’s ass harder. The hairy blond boy came up to Marco and slapped his face twice, very hard. Marco could taste blood in his mouth and saw a few red drops mix with the cum on the chair seat. ‘You disrespectful little bitch’, he said. ‘This is how you repay us for letting you party with us, you little fuck’, and he slapped Marco again.

Marco realized he had no choice; he wanted this to be over. He tightened his ass hole. ‘Good bitch’, the dark-haired man said. His thrusting became harder, more rapid, more violent. ‘God, that feels good, this bitch has a sweet ass’, he said and Marco felt his ass fill with cum. A few more hard thrust and he shot two more times into Marco. He could feel the warm liquid drip from his ass crack, down his leg. The dark-haired man pulled out of Marco and he felt more cum run down his legs. Blood and cum dripping from his mouth, and cum dripping from his ass; Marco hoped that this was over, that they had used and abused him enough for their amusement. The dark-haired man appeared in front of Marco. ‘Suck it’, he said, as he put his cock to Marco’s lips. ‘Are you crazy?’, he impulsively replied. ‘Suck it I said’, his voice growing angrier. This was too much for Marco; he had been abused and raped, now they wanted him to suck on a cock that had just been in his ass, he refused and clamped his mouth shut.

‘Help me out here boys, this little bitch doesn’t want to party anymore.’ The hairy blond search their ‘toy’ bag and put on leather gloves. He grabbed Marco’s head and pinched his nose close and put a gloved hand over his mouth. Marco couldn’t breath. When he finally gasped for air, the blond boy put his gloved fingers into Marco’s mouth and pulled his mouth open. He was strong, and Marco couldn’t close his mouth. ‘You have a choice’, the blond boy told him, ‘you can suck his cock with a broken jaw or not, doesn’t matter to me.’ Marco relented and the boy removed his hands from his mouth. The dark-haired man again put his cock to Marco’s lips, and Marco reluctantly took it into his mouth. The thought of sucking on a cock that had just been in his ass revolted him, be he told himself that he had no choice. The strange taste and smell of his cock mixed with the salty taste of cum. Marco wanted to gag again. ‘Suck it clean you faggot pussy-bitch’ the dark-haired man said. After a few minutes, he pulled his cock from Marco’s mouth. ‘Good work faggot’, he told Marco. He then took the old gag and towel from the floor and, before Marco knew what happened, shoved the soiled handkerchief back into his mouth and tied the towel around his head to keep it in. Marco didn’t care anymore and just wanted all of this to end.

After the dark-haired man regag Marco, the smooth blond boy that forced Marco’s mouth open, started to playfully wrestle with his brother. They fell to the floor, dicks hard and wagging. The dark-haired man grabbed the legs of the hairier brother and sat on his thighs. His brother grabbed his arms, pulled them over his head and kneeled on them. He was now pinned to the floor by the two other men. The dark-haired man took some lube from their bag and put some in his right hand. With his left, he grabbed the restrained boy’s cock and slid down the foreskin, exposing a pink head. The dark-haired man then began to rub the tender head, driving the young man ‘crazy’. He arched his back and squirmed, but his two partners kept him restrained. His brother then leaned over and gave him a deep kiss, their lips locked. The dark-haired man then started to stroke the cock. Slowly at first, then increasing the speed with each stroke. After a few dozen strokes, he shot a stream that arched over him and came down on his brother, who was still kissing him passionately.

Marco watched and imagined what it would feel like to be the brother being stroked. He realized that he was also hard, very hard, and horny. Seeing the blond boy being stroked and shoot made him ache to have his cock stroked. He knew that even with only one stroke, one touch, he would cum. He wanted to join them; just let him be free and join in, and all would be forgiven. But the dark-haired man and the blond brothers just ignored him. He tried to get their attention by trying to say something through the gag, maybe they would let him free.

‘Looks like out guest of honor is getting antsy,’ the dark-haired man said. ‘Let’s see what we have for him in the “gift” bag.’ He looked in the bag they had brought and pulled out a large black butt plug. Marco was stunned; it was at least twice the girth of the dark-haired man’s cock, probably more. At first he thought it was a joke. The dark-haired man walked behind Marco. Marco tried to protest, but he was tired and the bindings were secure. Marco felt his checks part as the plug was centered at his ass hole. The dark-haired man pushed, the plug started to enter Marco. Marco thought it would rip his ass hole open, it hurt a thousand time worse that when he was raped. Another push brought even greater pain. Marco was sweating and seeing stars. A third push and he screamed in to the gag. He felt the pug go all the way in and his sphincter clamp down on the tapered end. It felt like his ass was ripped open, tears were running down his checks. The dark-haired man gave Marco a sharp slap on the ass. ‘Don’t you say “Thank You”, you ungrateful bitch.’

The three of them went to the bathroom to clean themselves, leaving Marco in agony. They came back to the living room, still naked, except that the dark-haired man was still wearing the leather chest harness. They got beers from the refrigerator and turned on the TV. For the next few hours they watched TV, switching from sport to documentaries. Occasionally they would caressing each other, cuddle, or kiss. Their affection toward each other was such a stark contrast to the brutal way they had treated Marco. Marco was tired, sore, and extremely thirsty, he hadn’t had anything to drink for hours. Couldn’t they untie him from his awkward position on the chair and let him have something to drink, but he was afraid to have them take notice of him. He knew they would only abuse him when now he only wanted the slightest of kindness.