Date: Fri, 7 Jan 2005 22:01:55 -0800 (PST)
From: NiteSearcher2000 <nitesearcher2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Four Friends Chapter 3

I'm sorry it's taken me so long to continue the story,
but i live in South Florida and got slammed by the
hurricanes. Life is getting back to normal so i
figured it was time to continue. Thank you for your
patience. Thank you to all who've written. All of the
same rules apply for this chapter as in the previous
chapters.


I don't dare move. I've learned the trap of thinking
no one is watching. Fuck! I'm soaked in piss and my
ass is red hot from the beating it's taken so far.
I've never met those black guys before, or even heard
them talked about, so it doesn't take Einstein to
figure out that I'm either going to be rented or
loaned out. Probably rented. They like to see me used
and abused by other guys but there's a certain
excitement and energy when they rent me out and I can
feel it tonight. My dick's getting hard just thinking
about the possibility.

We discovered by accident how much some guys are
willing to pay for the experience of dominating and
using another man any way they want to. For some, it's
a power trip. They get off on the ability to make
another guy do just about anything, or do just about
anything to them. For others, it's liberating to be
free to experience pleasure without any thought about
the other person's feelings, their pleasure, or their
comfort. In fact you have the right and privilege to
humiliate, control, dominate, discipline, punish and
just use another man. You get to degrade them and see
them squirm from pain and embarrassment. The other guy
is there just to please them. This is especially true
if they're paying for it. Then they really feel like
they bought the right and privilege to do what they
want.

Of course, some guys are more sadistic. They like to
see someone writhing in pain. Dennis is like that. He
really enjoys watching me squirm, as I'm being bound
and humiliated. He gets off on watching my discomfort
increased until I'm writhing in pain. Some really get
off on inflicting pain, like Scott. He likes to be the
cause of the pain and discomfort. Dan gets off on
humiliating me. He likes to push me lower and lower.
Whatever a guy's preference is we've found they're
willing to pay for it.

It started in college. One night the four of us had
gone to a local S&M leather bar. Dennis, Scott and Dan
wore boots, jeans with thick leather belts, and tee
shirts. They made me wear a leather collar and leash
and wrist and ankle cuffs. As soon as we got there
they made me strip off my clothes leaving me naked
except for the collar and cuffs. They bound my hands
together behind my back and strapped a metal bit gag
across my mouth. I was the only one naked and
restrained like that and I was so embarrassed I wanted
to die. Some of the other guys in the place were
staring at me like I was nothing more than a piece of
fresh meat. Others were making jokes and derogatory
comments.

Dan was really getting off on my embarrassment. He
made me stand beside them as they ordered their
drinks, excluding me. It wasn't long before guys
started drifting over to talk to them. One guy asked
if he could feel me up and before long many of them
were touching and feeling me up. Some were gentle.
Others got pretty rough squeezing and pulling my balls
or pinching and pulling my nipples. The ones that
really got to me were the ones that inspected me.
They'd separate my ass cheeks to look at my hole, open
my piss slit, look under my balls. The most
embarrassing part was that I was rock hard the whole
time.

The bartender gave Dennis, Scott and Dan free beers
for entertaining his customers. I just stood there and
took whatever was being done to me. Dan was staring at
me intensely with a serious look in his eyes as he
watched the other guys using me, and my reaction to
it. I was even more embarrassed by his intense
attention. I knew something was coming and I was
beginning to squirm under his stare. Finally, he
removed my gag. He kept full eye contact and simply
said, "I have to piss." He had everyone's attention
including mine. My heart rate jumped right up and I
immediately broke into a sweat. He'd pissed in my
mouth before but only when we were alone. I don't
think even Scott or Dennis knew he did that to me. I
started to shake my head no but he glared at me with
eyes that said, "don't fuck with me!" He pushed me
down to my knees and slowly unbuckled his belt, opened
his pants, and took out his cock. I stared directly at
his beautiful dick. He had a semi that was full and
thick. With one hand he took me by the back of my hair
and pulled me toward his dick without ever breaking
eye contact. I was begging him with my eyes and again
started to shake my head no but he just tightened his
grip on my hair. "Do it", was all he said resolutely.
I closed my lips around his cock, closed my eyes, and
I let his warm liquid slowly fill my mouth, and I
swallowed it. It was pungent and salty. You could have
heard a pin drop as everyone watched. I tried to make
believe we were alone and that no one saw me do it,
but I knew they did. The silence was broken when one
guy said, "very nice". Dan put his dick away and
turned back toward the bar just leaving me there on my
knees staring at the floor.

I wanted to stay on my knees so I wouldn't have to
look at anyone, but Scott pulled me up by my collar
and bent me over a bar stool. He took off his belt and
cracked me across my ass with it. He started slow and
easy but he kept at it until my whole ass was stinging
and burning. I was squirming more and more so Dennis
came over and held my head tight between his legs.
Tears were rolling down my face as much from the
humiliation of it as from the pain. When he was done
he pulled me up and put two bar stools in front of the
bar. "Kneel, one leg on each stool", he commanded me.
He held me steady as I climbed up and then he bent me
forward so my chest rested across the bar. He fastened
my leash so I couldn't get up and kicked the barstools
far apart so my legs were wide open. I could feel the
cold air on my red ass and even on my hole so I knew
my crack was wide open for everyone to see my asshole.
I could see my face turning as red as my ass from my
embarrassment in the full mirror behind the bar.

A guy walked over and held up a ten-dollar bill in
front of Scott. "Ten smacks for ten bucks?" he asked.

"Five", Scott responded as he took the ten bucks. I
was mortified. I couldn't believe he was going to do
that until the guy pulled back his hand and smacked my
ass hard. I watched in the mirror as they watched him
spanking my ass. I caught Dennis nod over at Scott as
if congratulating him on his move. Dan turned back
around and leaned on the bar as he casually took
another swallow of his beer. He had a contented smirk
on his face which struck me as odd.

"Anyone else?" Scott asked everyone watching. Another
guy walked up, handed him ten bucks, and took his turn
at my ass. The next guy said, "I want to use the
belt." That costs twenty," Scott answered. The guy
didn't even hesitate. He took Scott's belt and landed
five good shots across my ass. I could feel the
instant heat under the strap as it landed. I jumped
with each crack. When the fifth had landed he reached
between my legs and pulled my rock hard dick backwards
till it hurt as much as my ass did. "Sick fuck is
still rock hard." His words stung as bad as my ass. My
three friends exchanged a knowing look that I didn't
understand.

A couple of more guys plunked down their money to have
a turn at my ass. I was sore as all hell by this
point. I respectfully called, "Sir" not knowing which
of them would respond. Dennis leaned close. "I'm done
man. Please let me up."

"I don't think so, Eric. I think we've found a whole
new expression here. You just take it and we'll talk
about it later." I couldn't believe his answer. I
figured he either didn't understand or he wanted more
of a show.

"Please, no more, please." I begged him. He just
smiled. He stared right into my eyes and smiled.

"Listen, boy. You've been doing this shit with us for
years. We know you like it and we know you can take
it. You can't make believe you don't when your cock is
at full mast. More importantly, we like it and we
fucken own you. Don't forget that boy." He emphasized
the boy in such a condescending way. "So now don't
give me any more of your shit or you'll really be
punished." The next crack landed on my ass as soon as
he stood up.

As interest faded the bartender turned to Scott, "If
you're interested, sometimes we pass a basket around
and give whatever money we collect to whoever is
willing to put on a show." Their ears perked up
instantly and they had a quick meeting before deciding
to go ahead with it. I was taking deep breaths in my
attempt to keep calm. I was pissed that that they
hadn't even asked me if I was okay with it but they
never asked. They just did what they wanted and to be
honest I've never objected yet, even if I didn't like
it. Things were happening so fast.

"Tell us what you want to see happen and we'll do our
best to oblige you guys." Dennis announced as the
basket was being passed around. Guys were all excited
and pleased that they'd get what they wanted and
gladly put money into the basket.

Dan came over to talk to me. "Look at you, you fucking
low life. There must be thirty guys in this place and
you're the only fucking slut willing to be used like
this. You don't see any other man here who's low
enough to sell himself this way. What the fuck is the
matter with you anyway?" He grabbed me by my hair and
spit in my face to emphasize his point. "Open your
fucking mouth!" I opened it and he took aim and spit
directly into it. He held my face against the bar and
continued to taunt me until the collection was
complete. "Let the show begin!" He announced as I was
taken from the bar and secured spread eagle in a
standing position to hooks hanging from the ceiling
and from the floor. The bit gag was strapped back on
and the bartender produced a box of toys.

"Poor boy." Scott said to me as he held metal nipple
clamps with a chain between them up for me and
everyone else to see. They bit hard on my nipples and
I moaned lightly as I adjusted to the new pain being
inflicted on me. He touched his hand to the head of my
dick and wiped my pre-cum across my lips. I was so
embarrassed by my wetness and his look told me he
understood why. "You are so fucking screwed. Now that
I know this turns you on and how fucking low you'll go
I can really have fun. No more mister nice guy. From
now on I do whatever the fuck I want to you." He
pulled the chain from the nipple clamps up and
attached them to the bit gag so every time I moved my
head I pulled on the chain. "Look at me, asshole!" I
lifted my head slightly and felt the instant pain
surge through my nipples, and stopped. "I said look at
me!" His voice was low but his command was clear. I
took a deep breath, raised my head further, and looked
into his eyes. He reached into his own pants. I could
see his dick fully erect and standing straight up. He
wiped up his own pre-cum and smeared it across my lips
mixing it with mine. "I'm enjoying this as much as you
are. The difference is I'm being a man and you're
being a fucking low life whore." I felt the heat rush
into my face as I blushed with embarrassment. I looked
down at the floor more for relief from the
embarrassment than from the pain holding my head up
was causing my nipples.

I looked over to Dan and Dennis for some moral support
but Dennis was snickering as Dan pulled something from
the toy box and handed it to Scott. Scott laughed as
he took it and again held it up so everyone could see
it. There was some laughter and applause from the
audience. It was a ball harness and he strapped it
tightly around my balls. I have big balls and the
pressure was enough that it took some of my attention
off my nipples and my sore ass. His hand and arm
brushing against my still raging hard on caught even
more of my attention. I was almost grateful to him
until a metal pail was attached to the bottom of the
harness and a bag of marble sized metal balls were
taken out of the toy box and passed around to
everyone. An imaginary line was created as Dan took
one of the balls and tossed it into the pail. I felt
the sudden weight of it as it landed. By itself it was
no big deal but I suddenly realized what was coming.

The metal clunk made me jump as the next one landed in
the pail. Then the next, and the next, and on it went.
I reflexively looked up every time and yanked my own
nipples. Finally someone missed. Everyone laughed at
him and I couldn't help myself but I said, "Hah"
through the bit gag in triumph that something went my
way.

Dan was quick to respond. "You'll pay for that." He
picked up the ball from the ground, walked behind me,
and shoved it straight up my ass. It wasn't very big
and didn't weigh too much but I knew it was there. So
did everyone else. From that point on the ball either
went in the pail or if it missed it went up my ass.
The pail was getting heavy and the weight pulling down
on my balls was causing a dull ache all the way into
my stomach while the pressure pushing out on my ass
was getting very uncomfortable. Finally the last ball
was going to be thrown and I wasn't sure if I wanted
it to end up in the pail or if I wanted him to miss
and have it shoved up my ass with the others. It
landed in the pail. I was so relieved thinking the
game was over, but it wasn't.

First the pail was swung back and forth like a
pendulum swinging between my legs and yanking my balls
with it. I couldn't stop from rocking back and forth
in time with it to get some relief and everyone
thought that was just hysterical. Dennis stepped up
and stopped the pail from swinging. I looked at him
gratefully. If I could have I'd have kissed him for
coming to my rescue. He picked my face up with two
fingers under my chin pulling hard on my nipples.
"Fuck you!" He said. Still holding my chin, he lowered
my face so I could see him reach with his other hand
to pull down his zipper and take out his semi hard
dick. He spread his legs slightly and pissed directly
into the pail. The new weight was awful. The
humiliation was worse. He winked at me when he was
done. Turning around, "It's not full yet." He
announced. One of the guys immediately stepped up and
pissed into the pail. Fuck! My balls were really
aching now as the weight slowly increased as his piss
filled the pail. I moaned and rolled my head. I
couldn't help it.

"It still ain't full." He said when he was done. Scott
looked around scanning to see if there were any
takers. This big guy with bulging muscles took the
opportunity. His dick was big and fat. Instead of
aiming at the pail he pissed all over me. My dick,
which had drooped a bit was instantly hard again. His
piss dribbled into the pail as it streamed down my
torso. It still managed to fill the pail and I was so
thankful it couldn't get any heavier. I couldn't wait
for this to be over.

Dan undid my arms and let me un-strap the ball
harness. It felt so good to be relieved of the weight
on my balls. My ankles were still fastened to the
floor hooks so I just stood there waiting to see what
would happen next. He brought a barstool over and bent
me forward over it. I felt a cold wet fluid poured on
my ass crack and he used his fingers to push the lube
up my ass. Pulling off the rubber glove he undid the
bit gag from my mouth and disconnected the chain from
the nipple clamps from it. The clamps still hurt but I
was experienced enough to know that the pain I felt
now would be nothing compared to the pain when they
were taken off and the blood rushed back into them.
"Tell these guys how many times I've fucked you." I
didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say. "Have
I fucked you?"

"Yes." I replied softly.

"You're covered in piss, bent over naked, with your
ass full of marbles and lube. I think you'd better
call me and every other man in here Sir. Got that,
boy?"

"Yes Sir."

"Now, Have I fucked you before?" He went on.

"Yes, Sir."

"Lots of times, right?" He undid his belt and opened
his pants. "Lots of times, Right?"

"Yes, Sir... Oh please Sir, Please not now. Please..." I
begged him with all I had. He took his rock hard dick
out from his underwear and tucked them under his balls
He stepped up behind me and put the head of his cock
up against my hole. "Oh, please don't. Please don't do
this to me." The pressure increased.

"I fuck you all the time. I fuck you any time I want
to. Now, these men have paid to see you used tonight
so you're going to get fucked. Now take it like a man
or I'll put the gag back in your mouth and fuck you
that way." He pushed sharp and hard and I gasped as
the head of his dick pushed through my hole and
entered my ass. With the marbles up there already it
felt like a freight train was entering my ass. I
moaned and squirmed as he kept a very slow but steady
pressure pushing in. He backhanded my ass cheek, "Take
it!" He commanded. The fullness of it was almost
overwhelming. He moved in a fraction at a time. "I can
feel the marbles around my cock he told everyone."

"Fuck him hard! Real hard! Make him know you're a
man!", Called out one guy.

"Make it hurt!", said another guy. They just continued
on taunting, calling me names. They were calling out
suggestions on ways to make it worse for me. He did a
lot of what they said.

He fucked me! He fucked me hard! He long-dicked me. He
pulled out and slammed back in. He pushed until he
couldn't push anymore. He fucked me fast. He fucked me
slow. He slapped me all over as he was fucking me. He
reached under and pulled my cock and balls back
between my legs and he made fun of the fact that I was
still hard and dripping pre-cum. And I took it. I took
it all. Finally, I felt him push all the way in and
hold it there for a second. I knew from experience
that when he pulled back and pushed again he shoot his
load all the way up my ass. He pulled back slow
pulling almost all the way out and then pushed in fast
and hard letting out a deep guttural sound as he did
letting everyone know he was shooting up my ass. My
ass was too sore to feel his dick spasm, but I felt
his body go rigid as his muscles contracted in orgasm.
He just stayed there for a minute with his cock still
up my ass.

"I've got to piss." He said it as casually as he'd say
hello. The other guys encouraged him even though he
didn't need any encouragement. He just pissed right up
my ass. I felt the warm liquid filling me up. I buried
my face in my arms to hide how humiliated I was. He
pulled out when he was done and even though I clamped
down as hard as I could some of his piss leaked out
and flowed down onto my balls and the backs of my
legs. "Stand up but hold everything in." I stood and
the barstool was taken away. I clamped my hole closed
so nothing would leak out but the pressure was
tremendous. "Squat down. Get on you hands and knees."
FUCK! When was this going to end?

The bartender produced another pail and they placed it
under my ass. "I can't do this. Please don't make me
do this!" I begged him over and over.

"I'm not going to make you do anything. You can stay
that way as long as you like." His smile was from ear
to ear. I was determined not to be humiliated to this
extent. I refused to go this low. I held it.

Scott walked over. "You're a stubborn little fuck,
I'll give you that." He picked up a flogger and
whacked it across my back. Fuck! It hurt! "Let's see
how stubborn you can be." WHACK! It landed again. This
time was much harder. "Let's see when stubborn becomes
stupid." WHACK!! This time I fell forward and felt
warm water trickling out my ass. "Get up now!" I got
back on my hands and knees. "Let's see when stupid
turns into a fucking slave who will do anything I say.
WHACK! A second one landed a split second later! It
hurt so badly!

"OKAY! OKAY! I'll do anything! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
Please don't hit me again! Please!" I was pleading. I
wasn't going to stop until he stopped flogging me.

He pulled me back up on my knees, put the bucket
behind me, and commanded me to "Do it!" I pushed hard
and felt Dan's piss emptying into the bowl. Klunk! The
first of the marbles fell out and landed in the pail.
Then another, and another. It was horrible to hear
them landing in the metal pail as I pushed them out
from inside me. I was done. Nothing more would come
out of me. I didn't think I could ever be this
humiliated. He slid the ball harness with the pail
full of marbles and piss that had been hanging from my
balls under my face. "Drink." He said. I hesitated for
only a second and Scott raised the flogger. I
immediately leaned over the pail and stuck my face in
it and started lapping it up. Compared to everything
else I'd been through this wasn't even so bad.

"Follow me!" The bartender commanded and I, and almost
everyone else followed him out back into a small
courtyard area outside. "Lay down!" I lay down in the
grass. "Jerk off!" He told me as he squirted lube all
over my cock. I started jerking off and guys standing
around me also started jerking off. Soon a guy was
shooting his load all over me. His cum was thin and
liquidy. Then a second guy shot his load and it was
white and thick. "You're going to lay there till
they're all done like a fucking cum dump." The
bartender told me. I was careful not to make myself
cum because I didn't want to have to lie there after I
came. I lost count of how many guys came on me. Most
just left after they shot their cum on me. Some
stayed.

When the last of them had cum the remaining guys stood
all around me watching me jerk off. "Let's clean him
up while he jerks himself off." They pissed on me
while I was jerking off and that pushed me over the
edge. I shot load after load in what was probably the
most powerful orgasm I'd ever had. I laid there spent
and breathless for several minutes before being hosed
off to clean up.

Back in the bar, I was on my knees as they had another
beer. A guy walked over and asked them how much was in
the basket. "Just under $500.00," answered Dan.

"I'll give you $500.00 for a couple of hours alone
with him." The guy replied and in that one night a new
path was taken by all of us.

We've never spent any of the money we've collected
this way. We've put it in a "slush fund" that just
keeps getting bigger.

I was pulled out of my memories by the sound of Scott
and Dan coming toward me. "You are so fucked!" They
told me. "Dennis fucking sold you out tonight and you
are so fucking in for it!" All three of us looked down
at my raging hard on as they pulled me up. "You are
such a sick, fucking slut!" They agreed as they pulled
me toward the house.


I'll do another chapter if there's interest in this
story, or I'll just start another one. Let me know
what you want.  ERIC