Date: Fri, 5 Aug 2016 18:56:13 +0000 (UTC)
From: Charlie <cosmic709@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Crew, Part 7

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The Crew, Part 7
C. Charlie - cosmic709@yahoo.com
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Two weeks ago, I had fucked a guy who wanted nothing more than to play
around with a sweated up straight dude. His two hundred dollar tip
convinced me that he had enjoyed the evening. Days later, I got a text from
a potential client who'd been referred to me by my trick. He wanted the
same deal, so I set him up with a dominant guy who knew how to take care of
a submissive. I'm generally not interested in re-running the same script. I
enjoy novelty.

It occurred to me, however, was that Smith wasn't running the business very
effectively. The crew who worked at the Farm were in incredible shape, were
clean, and were all mobbed up so no one worried about getting ripped
off. Still, we were pretty much getting paid for sucking and fucking, which
a guy could buy for a lot less on the street corner.

After giving one John the fuck of his dreams, I realized that fulfilling a
fantasy was something a guy couldn't get anywhere else, so why not sell
that? Of course, we'd have to charge the Johns extra for set up, but I
guessed that there were plenty of wealthy men who would pay for what my
team of young, fit men had to offer.

I started to drop advertisements on Craigslist and a few other venues. I
also texted our regulars. I got a lot of inquiries, but most were from guys
who got more enjoyment from telling me their fantasy than from actually
living it out. Finally I got a text from a guy who said, simply, "I want to
get raped in the woods." In an attempt to draw him out and keep him
interested, I asked him if he was looking to get raped by one guy or
few. "Definitely a few," he responded, "as many as I can afford."

I figured that four of us could provide him with as much cock as he could
handle and quoted him a price. He asked to see pictures and I sent him body
shots of myself and three of my hottest guys. I told him that they were all
straight even though I knew it wasn't true. The guy took me up on my offer,
and we started to set it up.

You can't really rape someone who knows it's coming, and I didn't really
try to fake it for him. Instead, I sent him a safe word and told him to
take a walk along the river late in the evening two days later. He agreed.

The guy's name was James. He was a fairly small guy, maybe 5'8" but
muscular. I put him somewhere in his mid-thirties. He was obsessed with his
privacy, so I figured he was in the closet. In any case, I was hiding in
the bushes when he walked by.

Even a muscular man standing at 5'8" is no match for me. I'm big, I'm
jacked, and I know how to use my weight to my advantage. I let him walk by
and then snuck up behind him. In a second I got both arms wrapped around
his chest. I squeezed him tight and then pulled him into the bushes. As
soon as he felt my arms around him he panicked and kicked a leg
backwards. Then he figured out what was going on and went fairly limp. He
tried to keep his feet on the ground, but I pretty much carried him away
from the trail and into an empty glade near the river. Smooth stones and
sand covered the ground. The thick trees and brush gave us plenty of cover.

I tossed him onto the ground. When he turned around, I spit on him. He
looked up at me and smiled.

"Give me your wallet." I said.

He hesitated, "You're . . ."

"Give me your fucking wallet now. And whatever you've got in your pockets."

He handed me his wallet, his car keys, and his phone. I set the phone and
keys aside, and then pulled the money I was owed out of his wallet. "Crawl
to me." I said. He was wearing shorts and he winced as the sharp rocks dug
into his knees. I had on blue jeans, stained at the knees from a
landscaping job, and a gray wife beater. The tank was a size too small and
I looked absolutely jacked.

I grabbed my crotch and rubbed it. James was on his hands and knees two
feet away. He stared daggers at the bulge between my legs. "Take off your
shirt and get ready to suck my dick fag." I growled

He looked behind him and all around. He was suddenly worried about getting
plowed out in the open, but it was too late for second thoughts. I kept
massaging my crotch, and waited. After a minute had passed, I pulled a
safety scissors out of my pocket and walked toward him. I grabbed his
shirt, and started to rip and cut it off his body. He glanced at me, first
with a smile and then with a look of shock as I manhandled him. I tossed
the shredded shirt onto the ground and then smirked at him, "Take off your
shorts or you're going to be walking back to your car naked."

He knew I was serious and started to pull down his shorts. He left his
boxers on, and I raised one eyebrow and frowned. Then he slipped them off
without complaint. I put his shorts with his wallet and ripped his boxers
in half, throwing them on top of his shredded shirt.

I pulled his face into my crotch and ground the rough fabric against his
skin.

I knew he wanted it rough and he wanted to be tested. I rubbed his face
into my hardening dick, making sure that the fabric hurt his face. Then I
pushed him backward and unzipped. I wasn't wearing underwear and my
massive, eight inch uncut dick smacked against my stomach. I pulled it down
and then slapped him across the face with it. It was as hard as a steal
bar, and it left a red mark on his cheek.

I slipped the tip of my dick into his mouth and let him get a quick
taste. Then without warning I grabbed his ears and plunged in as deep as I
could go. James was caught off guard and pulled backward. I held onto his
skull and pushed in again. He coughed hard and spit on the ground. When he
looked up at me, there were tears in his eyes.

"What's the problem, cocksucker? Too much for you? Fucking get on my dick
and take it all the way down to the balls. Now."

He took my dick back into his mouth and this time tried to deep-throat it
voluntarily. He was bad at it and kept gagging. I laughed and spit on him a
couple of times. "Do better." I ordered. He tried but was absolutely unable
to make any progress.

I stuck my fingers into his mouth and pushed them to the back of his
throat. He gagged again. "You better learn how to suck a man's dick or this
is going to be a rough night for you."

"I'm sorry." he said, gasping for breath, "It's just that you're, like,
really big."

"I know." I said with a smirk.

I pulled a rope out of my backpack and pushed up against a tree. I had him
sit on the ground and then tied him up. When I was done, I put my half-hard
dick close to his face. He leaned forward and stuck out his tongue. I
laughed and let loose a thick stream of piss. He tried to turn his head
away, but I grabbed onto his skull and turned it back toward me. I drilled
a dent into his forehead, nose, and mouth with a steady stream of hot
piss. Then I stepped away from him.

"I'm gonna go grab the other guys. You stay here." I said as I tossed the
shredded t-shirt between his legs. "There, now if anyone comes by they
won't know you're naked. It'll be about a half an hour, so sit tight." I
laughed as I walked away.

I didn't go far. I ducked down behind a bush about ten feet away and waited
while I dicked around on my phone. Nearly 10 minutes passed before I heard
the rest of the guys coming.

James was paying top dollar to get hammered by a bunch of guys, so I got
him some of my best. Anthony, the beefiest, most dominant guy who worked
for me signed on. He stood about six and a half feet tall and was as wide
as a barn door. His dick was the biggest I'd ever seen and he had no
problems using it. Damian, who had smooth chocolate skin and a muscular
build came up behind him. Following him was Cody, a new guy the boss had
just sent me. He was the most beautiful man I'd ever seen. He stood around
6'1" with a muscular, lithe body. He had perfect hair, a perfect body, and
a seven inch dick. I'm not a conventionally handsome guy and when ever I
look at Cody I can't help but think that life is unfair.

The guys were carrying fishing poles and all wore variations of the
standard cargo shorts and t-shirt. As they walked up to James, Anthony put
down his tackle-box.

"What the fuck is this?" he said with a grin, looking at James. "What are
you doing here?"

I listened to James stumble over his words, "Uh, well I was sort of goofing
around with a friend and he left me here." Perfect. He didn't know they
were my guys.

"A friend huh?" Anthony said. Damian walked over to the pile of clothes
near the tree and he dug through the pile.

"I think he's waiting for a special friend, if you know what I mean."
Damian said.

"Yeah. It looks like we stumbled into some sort of weird sex thing."
Anthony said. "You hoping to get laid, dude?"

"Uh, listen, this just sort of got out of hand. Maybe you guys can just
untie me and I'll go find my friend. He was supposed to be back by now."

"I don't think we can untie you, bro. I wouldn't want to piss of your
"friend" but we'll leave you alone." Anthony said. Then he turned to Damian
and Cody, "Let's go bros. We'll move further down the river."

Anthony started to walk away and Damian followed. Cody hung back. I could
almost feel James' eyes moving over his body. Cody ran his hand across the
lump in the front of his shorts and then called out to the other two, "Hang
on, dudes. We've got a cocksucker tied up to a tree. I"m going to get my
cock sucked."

"You're fucking serious, dude?" Damian asked, "I don't swing that way."

"What can I say," Cody said as he started to unzip his shorts, "I like to
get my dick wet."

Cody fished out his dick and started to pull on it. Then he looked down at
James, "What do you say, fag, you want some cock." James was dumbfounded
and started to mutter something. Cody grabbed his hair, "I don't really
care if you want it or not," he said as he pushed his junk into James'
face.

I snuck out of the bushes and approached the two of them, hanging back far
enough that James couldn't see me. I gave Cody a thumbs up and he
grinned. Then he pulled his white t-shirt off. His perfectly rippled, eight
pack glistened in the sun. He roughed up his hair and then looked down at
James.

"You're pretty good at this," he said. He rubbed his hands over his
stomach. "Bet you wish you could get your hands on my body, fag. You want
to feel me up?"

James nodded, his mouth still packed full of Cody's seven inch dick.

"Too bad you're tied to a tree." Cody said with a laugh. He turned his body
back toward Anthony and Damian who stood about ten feet away. "Dudes,
you're missing out. This fag knows how to work a dick. The gay dudes always
do."

Anthony wandered up. Next to Cody, he struck a nice contrast. He was huge,
bulky, and hairy. His skin was beautifully tanned. He looked down at James,
grabbed onto his skull with his massive paw, and turned his head up toward
him. Cody's cock popped out of his mouth. "You want to taste my dick,
little guy?"

James looked around. Then he looked up at Anthony's towering form, "Yes."
he hissed as he leaned forward to mouth Anthony's crotch.

"He's hungry for it, bro." Cody said.

Antony pulled his dick out of his shorts. I was twenty feet away, and I
still heard James groan, "Fuck."

"Yep. It's a monster."  Anthony said, "Now get on it."

I got closer, sneaking up from behind as James started to suck Anthony's
dick. It quickly hardened. I've never seen a guy with a dick bigger than
mine able to get it up and keep it up, but Anthony's cock was absolutely
rock hard. James could barely get his lips around it. Even Cody was
impressed.

"Must be nice to walk around knowing you've got that thing in your
pants. Bet you never lose a dick measuring contest." he said.

"Not yet," Tony grumbled. At the same time, Damian walked up, his eight
inch black cock in his hand. He pushed Anthony out of the way and moved
in. Just as James started to suck his dick, I walked up with my own hard
cock sticking straight up against my stomach.

"What the fuck are you guys doing?" I yelled.

The three of them looked up at me. James was shocked for a moment and then
smiled. As I walked up, Cody grinned, "I'm just trying to get my dick
sucked, bro."

"Well, you're doing it wrong." I said. "When a dude is tied to a tree,
you've got a chance to really fuck his throat."

I got between them and pushed my eight inch cock into James' mouth. I drove
in with my hips and when I hit the back of his throat I kept pushing. His
head went backwards and hit the tree. He coughed, but I didn't let up. I
pulled out for a second and then shoved back in. Finally, I heard a pop and
he took it down.

"Nice," I groaned. "That's a good little bitch."

Anthony moved behind him and started to untie the knots. When James was
free, he grabbed him by the hair and moved him into the open. As he did,
James kept his mouth open and tried numerous times to get his tongue on my
cock. When we had him in position, the four of us surrounded him. I looked
down and all I saw was his sweaty face, teary eyes, and four massive
dicks. He gazed up at me and he looked like he was going to cry for joy. He
was getting exactly what he wanted.

The four of us jostled for his mouth. It started out as a joke, but pretty
soon we were legitimately shoving one another and pushing each other's
dicks out of the way to get his tongue on our shaft. Occasionally, he would
move to our balls and suck on those. Each time his face landed between my
legs I could hear him breathing hard, taking in the smell of my body. I
wondered if he could tell us apart just by smelling our dicks.

Anthony moved behind James and started to play with his ass. The guy was
gay, I was pretty sure of that, but James never would have guessed. "You've
got a fine ass dude. Really hot." James tried to respond, but Anthony
pushed his head back into Damian's crotch. "Keep sucking those dicks, fag."

Anthony toyed with his hole, stroked his huge cock, and then leaned over
ans whispered in James' ear. "You think you can handle my dick? You ever
had a dick this big up in you?" He licked the back of James' ear and then
said, "I bet not. I'm going to warn you, It's going to be bad before it
gets good. We'll let Cody start. You should be able to handle him." Anthony
pulled James' head back so that he was looking up at Cody's perfect body,
"Plus, he's a fox. You ever been fucked by a boy this pretty?"

James shook his head. Anthony kept whispering, "Well, if you're lucky he'll
let you watch when he's fucking you."

"Alright guys," Anthony said as he stood up. "Time to drill this dude a new
asshole."

About ten feet away from us there was a downed tree. Anthony and Cody
frog-walked James to the tree and bent him over one end of it. James limped
as he walked. He was barefoot and the rocks hurt his feet. Cody kept
jerking and pulling James by the arms, and it was clear that he was
enjoying it. James was bad at hiding the fact that he derived a lot of
pleasure from the pain.

Cody started to pry James' legs apart, but I stepped in. "Flip him over," I
said gruffly. Cody was a total stud, and I wanted James to be able to feel
his body and watch his muscles flex as he boned him. Anthony and Damian
could drive his face into the dirt for all I cared, but he was paying good
money and deserved to see this stud. With James on his back, Cody stepped
between his legs and pushed the head of his dick up against Jame's
balls. He ran the tip over and under them for a minute, dragging the
leaking head up his shaft and then teasing his hole. Cody spit onto his
cock and then looked at James, "You ready?"

James reached up and ran his hand over Cody's chest. "Fuck yes," he
groaned.

Cody slid into his body. His cock was maybe a little above average, but
nothing that a seasoned bottom like James couldn't handle. When he got all
the way in, he ground his pubes into James' balls, pushing him up and down
on the log. Then he pulled out and started to slowly fuck him. He took his
ass with long slow thrusts, slowly picking up the pace over the course of a
minute or two. After a while, James was wincing and twisting. His back was
getting rubbed raw by the bark on the log.

I came up behind Cody and whispered in his ear. I smelled his body and felt
the heat coming off of him. If James got a taste of this he would totally
blow his load.

Cody lifted James off the log, causing his dick to spear upward deep into
his body. James groaned and then smiled as Cody held him and fucked him a
few times. Then he lowered him onto his torn up t-shirt and started to
thrust into him again. He banged him hard for a minute and then pulled
out. "Turn over, fag, I'm going to fuck you like the bitch you are."

I had James' phone in my hand and was going to make a vid for the guy. I
was standing in front of him as Cody started to take him doggy style. Cody
grabbed the back of James' head and forced him to look up at me, then he
shoved the guy's face into my size 13 feet.

I was wearing sandals, and James started to lick between my dirty toes. The
more he licked, the rougher Cody got. It was obvious that Cody was getting
off on dominating the smaller man. Soon he had planted his hand on the back
of Jame's head and was shoving his face into the dirt as he fucked
him. James' back was arched and each time he exhaled, I saw the sand blow
away from his face. There was a smile on it the entire time.

"Fuck yes." Cody yelled as he pulled out of James. He grabbed James by the
hair and yanked his head directly under his cock. James opened his mouth
and took as much of Cody's seven inches into his throat as he could. At the
same time, Damian saw the opening and came up behind James, plunging his
eight inch black cock into the guy's body.

After that, things dissolved into a blur of bodies and cock. James stayed
on the ground, on all fours, while Cody, Damian, and I took turns plugging
either his mouth or his ass. If I wasn't sucking him or getting blown, I
just rubbed my dick against his face, which seemed to get him off. He was
in fag heaven with two dicks in his mouth and one in his ass when Anthony
pushed us out of the way.

Anthony is an absolute monster. He's tall and wide and roped with
muscles. In between his legs, he packs the most impressive cock I've ever
seen – at least ten inches long with thick veins running down the rock
hard shaft. His balls are like goose eggs hanging between his legs. If he
wasn't so big, his dick would have looked inhuman. As it was, it was
proportional to the rest of his body.

"You want to kiss it before I fuck you?" Anthony asked as he pressed the
head of his dick against James' forehead. James just stared at it, maybe in
shock. He'd played with some big dicks, but this one blew them out of the
water. "Suit yourself," Anthony said as he pulled it away. He got behind
James, and started to lube up his dick. Then he put his hand in the center
of James' back and pushed in.

I watched James' face as he took Anthony's massive cock. Surprisingly he
didn't cry out in pain or even wince. He had a look of total determination
on his face as the huge dick snaked into him. Soon, Anthony had about half
of it inside him and he started to fuck James. Each time he'd push just a
little bit farther in. James started to groan loudly, and finally, Cody
shoved his dick into the dude's mouth to shut him up.

The three of us went back to feeding James our dicks as Anthony assaulted
his asshole. He took that huge dick like a champ. Every few minutes he
would drop his head into the dirt and moan, but his mouth was always back
onto our dicks before we could yell at him. He wasn't giving me the best
blow job I'd ever had, but considering he was getting his ass torn open I
was impressed.

Damian was the first to start cumming. He pulled James' head back by his
bangs and shot his load across the top of his forehead. I've seen a lot of
women get blasted with nut, but I've never known a chick to go after a
guy's cum like these gay dudes do. James was no exception. He moved his
mouth to the tip of Damian's dick as fast as he could. Damian slipped the
tip into his mouth and delivered the last few ropes of cum. James suckled
on his softening dick, working out the last drops of semen.

Anthony laughed. He had his hands on James' shoulders as he fucked him, and
he brought them around to the side of his face. He searched out Damian's
cum and then rubbed it all over. He dried his hand with his hair. James
turned his head and caught one of Anthony's fingers in his mouth. Anthony
grinned at him and mouthed, "Slut," before he shoved the guy's mouth onto
my cock.

James worked my dick with his expert tongue. Cody was standing next to me
and every so often he would shove his dick into James' mouth next to
mine. He had a hand on my shoulder, and I'm not going to lie, the
additional body contact felt good. He rubbed my shoulder and then whispered
in my ear, "Fucking shoot your load all over his face, bro. Do it."

I didn't really need any prompting. I pulled my dick out of his mouth and
started to yank on my shaft while James licked the tip of my dick. I was
oozing precum, more than usual, and he was licking it up as it poured out
of my piss slit. The feeling of his tongue lapping at my cock like a dog
was enough to put me over the edge. I grabbed his hair and just twisted. I
wanted him to feel my orgasm too. He winced and then smiled, taking all of
the pain and turning it into pleasure.

I shot my load directly into his mouth at first, but as I got going, my
blasts got thinner and shot out in long ropes. At least one went right up
his nose, and he coughed a little as he breathed it in. Then he recovered
and licked up the rest.

In a flash, Anthony was at my side. His massive veiny dick was pulsing,
jumping up against his flat burly stomach. "Gonna nut," he growled, then
the cum started to pour out of his dick. Cody still had his cock pointed at
James' mouth, and his shaft caught a few ropes of semen. He stopped jerking
himself off and let it hang there while Anthony growled and moaned like an
animal. When he finished cumming, he kept smacking James across the face
with his softening dick. Finally, Cody pushed him away.

"My turn dude." he said softly. Then he looked down at James, "Clean off my
cock, fag."

James licked all of Anthony's nut off of Cody's dick, the whole time
staring up at the guy's perfect body. When he was finished, he kept trying
to lick at Cody's dick, but Cody pushed him away. "Work my nuts. Get your
face up in there," he commanded.

James pushed his face under Cody's balls and started to lick at his taint
and then mouthed his nuts. Cody pulled on his dick the whole time, jacking
it right over James' face. Finally, Cody tapped James on his forehead and
James opened his mouth obediently.

Cody started to cum, and as he did the muscles of his body rippled. It was
as if a wave moved from his cock over his abs and then up through his
chest. He was so lean it was like staring at an anatomy model. I wasn't
attracted to him, but I was blown away by the level of dedication it takes
to build a body like that. He was literally the perfect man.

When all was said and done, James was on the ground, covered in dirt and
cum and piss. He looked like he'd been rolling around in the mud. Anthony
walked over and tossed him his clothes before the guys walked off. James,
still into it, crawled over to me and started to nuzzle my dick. He didn't
take it into his mouth, but just pushed against my soft shaft with his
nose. After a few seconds, I pushed him away.

"You like?"

"That was amazing. Everything I wanted. Where did you find those
guys. Fucking studs. Every last one of them."

"I deliver a good product." I said. My eyes lingered not so silently on his
wallet. He grabbed it, pulled out everything he had with him and handed it
to me. As I walked back into the trees, I turned and yelled, "Tell your
friends."

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Thanks for reading, guys! - Charlie.
Charlie709@yahoo.com