Date: Sat, 11 Jul 2015 21:29:37 -0400 From: Jake Subject: Neighbours-Spanked-Jock-11 Hey guys.. remember as always to support Nifty so they can keep some hot stories coming our way! Thanks again to all of you who take the time to write me your thoughts and suggestions! I wanted to continue the last segment a bit, as I like the thought of the jock being dominated by people he works with - hope you do too! As usual, I hope you enjoy, and if you have any comments (be nice! Ha!), or if you a dominant guys that likes to take big jocks down a peg-or-2, send me a line at jakehunk11@aol.com. Tks, Jake Weeks went by - yes, weeks! And nothing happened to me with Mr. Hill OR the security guards, OR Thrill. I was SO relived! When I had gotten home after being worked over by the guards, I had actually started to pack my bags to go! But, go where? Until I had a plan, I knew I had to go back to work. And I did, and all was business as usual! (That was probably made easier by the fact the guards mostly worked on weekend. So they were EASY to avoid.) Still though, I had hoped to keep away from my boss, but knew that would be impossible as another mandatory company get-together was coming up. The "family picnic" day was on a HOT sunny Saturday. Humidity was crazy already, when I entered the estate. It was only noon, but being a family affair, it started pretty early. Mr. and Mrs Hill greeted everyone at the door. Felt a little awkward talking to Mr. Hill, but he seemed at ease. Mrs. Hill. meanwhile, seemed hurried, so I quickly walked on pass. On the huge back-lawn was a ton of kids' activities, with clowns, and jugglers, and rides. The place was busy, but finding a beer-stand, I grabbed a hot-dog and a brew, and made my way to the back. Here I found the single folks, who were there just for the free booze. By 3 PM, a majority of the families, that had been there since ten in the morning, started to go. Eventually all that was left was the single folks. Most, like myself, were feeling pretty buzzed. Unlike myself, some had to leave cause they were TOO buzzed. I was feeling good. Booze was going down all-right. I was actually sitting next to Thrill most of the day, and the two of us drinking pretty heavily, actually seemed to get along. Soon the party was no longer a party. The back yard was virtually empty - except for me, Thrill, and near the back entrances Mr. Hill, standing there with the "assholes" (as Thrill called the area managers.) Hearing Thrill say he was going for a piss, was my cue to get out. I staggered to my feet. Scratching at my sweaty balls, I didn't get very far. "Where you going, boy?" I was face-to-face with Mr. Hill. Besides him was a manager, Davis, from the office. "Home, sir." "I find that hard to believe, boy. You sitting here talking to my idiot step-son, and knowing your history, I can imagine you fucking going to the garage for a little taste of his dick." I was VERY embarrassed - not knowing what Davis knew. Before I could protest, there was a scuffle besides the stand. "What the fuck? I was having a fuckin' piss. Let me go, fucker." "Found this one urinating in the garden, boss." Thrill was being man-handled by two of the execs. I figured this was my chance to bolt, but as I walked away, I staggered and was held in place by Davis. "Good job, men. But looks like he was doing a little more then urinating." Mr Hill pointed to between Thrill's legs. Thrill's huge black dick was pointing straight out from his denim shorts. "At a fuckin' family-party, you jacking off in the garden? And you? Big fuckin' jock-bitch. That black prick probably gets you excited, don't it?" "Wha-? No Mr. Hill. Sammy and I were just talking. We-" I never got to finish my sentence, as my boss came over. I was still being held back by Davis, and was unable to stop Mr. Hill as he quickly pulled my belt off, zipper down, and then let my shorts fall to my feet. To my horror, my bikini-briefs were soaked with pre. With a quick R-I-P, my underwear was torn off, and my rock hard cock SPRANG out. I can't say that I didn't notice I had a boner, but this was much more then a "chubby" which had come out of nowhere. "Fuckin' horny boys, we have here boss", said one of the men holding Thrill. "Seems so, Henny. Let's make them more comfortable. You and Jensen strip the fucker." "Strip me? No fuckin' way!", said Thrill as he struggled. Thrill was left moaning though, as his step-dad walked over and roughly GRABBED his dick. "Listen here, punk. You in no fuckin' position to disobey any of my orders, you understand? You mom may want out of the mansion, but I don't think YOU want out of your cozy little life you have here. So you gonna be a good little Sammy, aren't you? Say Yes Daddy!" Mr. Hill man-handled Thrill's cock. Though there was no reply, he soon had his defiant step-son groaning. "Don't think he'll be causing any more problems. Strip the punk." In seconds flat, both Thrill and I were bare-ass naked. The men laughed as they held us both. Making us move around, so our hard cocks were hitting one another's' with a THWACK! "We can have some fun with those boy-dicks, boss. Must be a few games we can play for some wagers." "Excellent idea, Jensen. Good drinking games, and toss in some bets. Bring them up to the back of the house." As we were being pushed up, Thrill leaned over towards me. "You know my step-dad fuckin' drugged us, somehow", he said scornfully. I said nothing, but agreed. No way in such an embarrassing position, would the two of us stay with such throbbing penises. Thrill and I both found out, that their fun with our dicks, would not be as much fun for us! First of all, they decided to get some ropes to ensure their "game-boards" would stay in position. We were pushed to the ground. Both of us causing the men to laugh, as we GROANED when we landed on our hard dicks. When Mr. Hill had bound me in his office, I had wondered if he hadn't tried this before. Here again, I wondered the same thing about he and the execs. Deftly, our arms were pulled back and tied to our ankles. Basically hog-tied we were lifted up, so we were on our knees. Thrill and I GROANING, as our backs were stretched. Since Thrill was the shortest, they lifted him up, and brought him about twenty feet away, leaving me bound on the other end. Thrill could not see, but I could certainly get a look at the game they had planned. While 2 of the mend lifted him, the other two grabbed a board. The board had a hole in it, which they put in position, so Thrill's hard prick stuck through. I watched as they came over to my side, and did the same to me. My chest holding the board up, while my dick was sticking out the front. They paired off in twos. Mr Hill and Jensen stood besides me, and I assumed Davis and Henman (Henny), were standing besides Thrill. We could hear them making "rules". "We got five rings each, men. Take a turn throwing one. Get it around that cock, you get a point. First to ten wins the $100. We'll change sides so everyone gets a shot at a different cock." The men laughed at the rules that Davis had come up with, and after debating who would start, the game began. The rings were made of light metal, and they were soon SMACKING on our cocks. Even if a ring would be able to get around our dicks or miss, they always seemed to hit our big nuts. Our MOANS were cheered by the older men. Little doubt our cocks were drugged. No matter how many times they were hit, our penises stayed at attention, waiting for another ring. Much to our dismay, the men seemed to get worse as the game went on. They got to 6-7 points fast enough, but as they got drunker, their aim got worse. Mercifully, 10 minutes later, I felt one of the rings land around my dick, which was followed by a loud cheer on the other end. Making Davis the winner. I could hear laughing, as Davis demanded a picture around his winning ring. He knelt besides me, pointing to my hard cock with the ring still around it. The other men demanded a rematch. "Fuck anyone could hit those dicks, Davis. Let's make this tougher." Unfortunately for Thrill and I, tougher for them, meant more uncomfortable for us. We both were untied. Thrill and I groaning as we rubbed our aching legs and arms. They brought Thrill over, making me lay on my back, they flung him on top of me. I felt that black dick had not lost any of its thickness. Nor had mine, as it lay on me, wetting my stomach with pre. "What the fuck? What are you guys doing? STOP!" Thrill and I were MOANING as we felt hands between our legs, pulling our big nuts. Then while a hand was holding our sacks, another set of hands were tying twine around both set of balls. We could not move much with our nuts bound together. Especially after the laughing men, put another board over Thrill's back, and pulled our tied nuts thru a hole. That was their new targets. But instead of a metal ring, bean-bags were soon being thrown at our exposed balls. "Fucker! Son-of-a-bitch! OW! OW! AARRGGH! MOAN!" Thrill and I were GROWLING. Our balls seemingly getting hit with every second bean-bag. Our big nuts a perfect target. Both Thrill and I so uncomfortable. He with his ass lifted, me with my LEGS lifted a bit, so our balls were left in position. To the playful anger of the three men, Davis AGAIN won $100 as his aim was perfect. Thrill and I were just relieved it was over. Dull ache in our nuts from being hit by the beanbags, and of course, being packed with cum. The board was removed, and we were helped to our feet. We were standing CLOSE. Our dicks on each other's belly, as our nuts remained tethered. The men, now drunk, (by this point, more then Thrill and I were!), made us duck-walk over to an inflatable bounce-house. "Hold on to his back. You Thrill, hold onto that fat white ass. You heard me, boy! Grab his ass!" I reached around to hold Thrill's back. Pulling him closer, as I felt his hands grab both of my big butt cheeks. Seconds later we were PUSHED into the bounce-house. And we did just that! The men were making us bounce. Being held together by our hands, and tied balls, we landed on one another's stomach's over and over. Our dicks smearing pre all over our smooth bellies as we MOANED. Sure it wasn't that long, but it seemed like minutes went by for Thrill and I to bounce all over the "house". It stopped when Jensen came up. Reached between my legs at this point (as I was on top), and roughly untied our bound balls. I rolled on my back. Hearing the men's taunts as Thrill and I lay there. Breathing hard, with our wet hard dicks pointing straight up our stomachs. "Looks like the boys enjoyed that, boss." "Yeah, maybe too much. Bring the brats over here", said Mr. Hill as he sat in a chair. Thrill and I had no idea what was happening. He. probably more confused then I was, as to why his step-dad was enjoying making him a humiliated bitch. The two of us were FLUNG over one of Mr. Hill's knees. Without hesitation he started to SPANK our upturned butts. "This is what happens to fuckin' brats who think they the boss in my office, in my house, in my back-yard. Fat white ass, or big black buns. Doesn't matter to me. Can still turn them a bright red. YEAH, MOAN BITCHES." The men encouraged Mr. Hill to slap our butts. Thrill and I having no chance to clench a cheek, as there was no rhythm to his spanking. Left, right, twice to the same butt, hard, softer. As he spanked, Mr Hill took his shirt off. When we were allowed to stand, we saw the other men had done the same. Except Mr. Hill, the three other men were VERY hairy. Jensen with dark hair, Henny, lighter. Davis' black skin was also covered with hairs on his belly. We heard some of the explanation from the drunk men as to what they were doing to us. I had heard it before from Mr. Hill. "Thug wanna-be, and an alpha jock. Nice to have two of those types of pricks at our mercy, eh' men? Whimpering horny fuckers. Not so tough now, are they?" "The big white boy, is a fuckin' horny slut, ain't he boss. Fuckin' moans like a bitch." "Oh yeah, the alpha is a whore for sure. Get him over here. Check out his tits." I was roughly shoved on my back on a long picnic-table. My arms were put over my head. Then they were spread and tied to the legs. My legs over the edge of the table, with my butt just hanging on. My body was totally stretched-out. My face was suddenly covered by a hairy belly. Rubbing all over, as fingers grabbed onto my nipples. Jensen rubbed his stomach on my face. "These are hot titties, boss. I can hear the bitch loving it when I pull them to the left. Pull them to the right. Pull them over here. Pull them over there." Jensen had two fingers right at the edge of my pec, so only the tip of my nipple was trapped between his fingers. He roughly yanked them all over, as he ground his sweaty stomach on my face. "Let me see how hot those titties are!", said Henny as he pushed Jensen to the side laughing. Again I could hardly breath as that hairy stomach covered my face. My head banging up against it, as I felt Henny play with my nipples Only using the thumbs of both fingers to flick over and over my excited tit. I was MOANING LOUD. Muffled by the hairy stomach as I wanted the itching of my nipples to stop/continue at the same time. I could not see them, but I figured his thumbs must have been a blur. Going so QUICK over my tits. Nails chafing the pink nub. Making it stick out for more! I could not see what was happening to Thrill, but I could certainly hear. He was obviously over his Dad's knee again. And then Davis'! I could barely hear over my own moans, the men lecturing Thrill about everything from his attitude to the golf clubs that he had lent without permission some weeks back. His step-dad never failing to point-out Thrill's hard pecker. I was hearing a lecture I had heard many times, about continuing to have a boner, despite of what was happening to me. But like me in the past, I was being teased, and drugged. Thrill had no choice but to be drippin' hard. Despite having his buns disciplined by the two men. "Holy fuck, boss. This bitch leaks like a sieve." Henny moved off my face, but kept his fingers firmly scratching my tits, I could see Mr. Hill walking up besides us. He was holding Thrill by his dreads. I could see they had bound Thrill's arms behind his chest. Just like Mr. Hill had done to me weeks ago, the bondage was tight enough, so Thrill's pecs were pushed out. "Your tits as sensitive as the bitch's?", Jensen asked as he started to pull and pinch Thrill's brown nubs making him curse and yell. "You fuckin' bastards! Untie me! Quit fuckin' around!" "Shut it Sam-my", said Mr. Hill in a mocking voice, "get your tongue fuckin' busy. Lick the pussy-juice in that belly-button!" The boss PUSHED and HELD Thrill's face on my stomach. Forcing him to lick and lap at my sensitive stretched navel, I could hear the men laughing, as I MOANED LOUD! My stomach and pecs being teased was making me squirm my butt on the end of the table Bouncing, as I reacted. My fat cock was just sliding all over my belly. Keeping a slime of pre trying to pool in my navel - which was roughly being lapped-up by Thrill. "Please guys! Sir, let Sammy stop, please! So ticklish! OOOHH FUCK! My nipples! Stop!" When a hairy stomach would move away from my sweaty face, I could see Mr. Hill taking pics. Enjoying Thrills', and my, predicament. The men finally moved back. I groaned, trying to catch my breath, as I squirmed on the table. "That got the big jock a horny little sex-kitten, boss. Look at him moaning", said Henny laughing. I was just groaning for some satisfaction. My penis was so fuckin' hard from that teasing. So hot outside, I was just sweating from this "work-out". "Let's get the other bitch moaning," said Mr. Hill, "get up there." Sammy was pushed on top of me. His arms still tightly bound behind him, he had little choice but to get positioned where the men wanted him. My view was soon once again, obscured. "Now get on your knees, lay back, and sit your fuckin' ass on his face. Hold your knees around his big head. Keep that fuckin' moaning bitch in position." Even if Thrill wanted to or not, he was pushed down by the men, so my head was basically trapped between his knees. I was sweating already in the heat of the day, now that hot spanked ass was riding my face. I was moaning, My face pushing up in Thrill's butt. Someone's fingers were teasing my chest. In turn, Thrill squirming his itchy hole, on my lips and tongue. "Ooohh fuck dude! Ahh man. Fucking tongue! Ohh my fuckin' dick, dudes! Fuckers!" The men were doing to Thrill's penis, what they were doing to mine. A very S-L-O-W teasing of our dicks. Fingers lightly passing over the length of our pulsing rods. Both of us were moaning so LOUD. I was sloppily licking Thrill's hole, as the two of us were being taunted and teased. My chest was getting covered with pre from my pecs to my navel, as Thrill and I oozed sticky goo. Eventually they let Thrill fall off my face. We lay draped over one another. Panting in lust, as the men laughed at our wet dicks. "Looks like the bitches are enjoying themselves, boss", said Davis as he lifted both of our cocks by the head. Thrill and I both moaned as we felt Davis use a fingernail to scrap at our swollen piss-slits. Soon he was only playing with my junk, while Henny wrapped fingers around Thrill's meat. They smirked as they teased our dick-heads with one hand, while scraping fingernails all over our nuts with the other. Loving watching us writhing and moaning on the picnic table. "Looks like your boy likes to keep his nuts shaved, while the other bitch wants them hairy again. Look at the stubble on those big white nuts. Let me scratch them big-boy, bet they itchy." They were! My sweaty bag needed to be rubbed, but those rough fingernails give little relief. "Stop man! Fucker! My balls, quit it!" "Fuckin' bastard! Get your fuckin' hands off my dick!" Thrill GROANED as Henny's fingers tightened around his nuts. "Now that's not very nice of you, is it Sammy-boy?", he said smirking. Mr. Hill grabbed Thrill's dreads. Forced him to his feet. "So rude. Tired of hearing your whining, son. Don't embarrass your Dad like that." The men laughed hearing Mr. Hill scolding his step-son. "Get on your fuckin' knees, son. Now you big boy, you spread your fuckin' legs. Give my son a good fuckin' view of that cunt he likes so much." Again, laughter echoed in the back-yard, as a PULL of my nuts made me try to lift and spread my legs. Once on his kneed, Mr Hill held Thrill's head firmly. His face in line with my exposed hole, "Gimme a fuckin' show, son. Show the boys what a talented tongue you have." With that, Mr Hill SHOVED Thrill's face towards my hole. "OOHH FUCK! AHH THRILL! YOUR TONGUE! MOAN! MOAN! MOAN! PLEASE MR. HILL, STOP!" I think I was groaning more out of humiliation, as I rocked my hole back and forth. Unable to escape the tongue that was making me cry out in front of the men. Mr. Hill held his step-son's head, just far enough out, so he would have to stretch his tongue to lick my hole. "Eat that hole, boy. Look at that little pink snatch nipping at your tongue. That cunt LOVING it! Right there. Lick up and down. Ohhh fuck! That cunt DOES want that tongue inside,don't it? Hold his legs, men. Let's give that cunt, what it wants." I was now held in place. Unable to move my ass from Thrill's raspy tongue. Feeling it lapping up and down, as Mr.Hill held him in place. Davis had the other men snickering as he blew on his thumb and forefingers of both his hands. "Warming them up", as he moved both hands towards my pecs. At the same time, they LATCHED around the tip of both of my erect nipples. Rolling my tits between his fingers. My nipples being tugged, made my hole SPASM around Thrill's tongue. Forcing it in deeper. "Right there, son. Don't fuckin' move. Keep your fuckin' head right there, with your tongue trapped in that cunt." I was GASPING with lust. Ashamed of what the men were doing to me, but still doing another "performance" which had me being pictured. With his phone, Mr. Hill took different angles of my cock pissing pre from having my nipples pulled, or my hole licked. Davis meanwhile, had moved behind my head, so he could lean down and whisper in my ear. "You like the hot sun hitting your tits, boy? Making your titties all sweaty and itchy. Big alpha, nothing but the office slut. Get excited as soon as you can spread your legs, and have your titties played with. That's good to know. Cause these big fingers of mine, are going to work those puffy pink titties for you at the office. You going to walk in, open your shirt, and pull these nipples out for me to inspect. Big alpha so proud of his chest. Inspect it every day for you. These hot titties, all the way down to that sensitive deep belly-button of yours. Yeah, you gonna be whimpering, just like that, you big slut." I could feel the drool from Thrill's tongue on my asshole. Davis was laughing as he leaned over. Rolling his hairy belly on my face again, as the other men cheered him on. "Gentleman, untie the entertainment. and let's go inside and grab some snacks", said Mr Hill. Thrill and I were lifted up, and untied. We barely had time to walk a step, (while rubbing some feeling back into our arms), when new orders were barked out. "Not so fast, boys. Kiss! Open your fuckin' mouth, and stick tongues in!" I was told to hold Thrill's huge cock, while his fingers were placed on my nipples. Our mouths were joined. Tongues dueling, as we tried to keep walking. At the house, we had to tightly hold on to one another's head. Keeping our mouths locked. At times we had to "disobey", in order to BREATHE! That action was meant with solid SLAPS on our red buns. When Mr. Hill came into the room from getting snacks, he complimented the men for the position they had put us in now. Thrill had been pushed to the floor on his back. His head lifted, as it leaned on the bottom of the couch. I had been thrown on top of him. (None of the men had bothered to bind us again. Guess they figured we were too horny/dazed, to put up a fight.) Laying, basically in a 69 position. My hard dick wetting Thrill's pecs with pre. My ass SLAPPED till I pushed back. Trapping Thrill's face between my meaty buns. "Nice work, men. Now son, you start eating that jock-cunt! Really, not that you have any choice. Your face an't going anywhere, ain't it? Now you, big boy. Pick up that hard black dick. Now you gonna lick the head. Fuck yeah. Big boy, moaning like a whore again! Loving the taste of that goo. ain't ya? Hold that dick tighter with one hand, while grabbing those big black nuts. Pull them out. Lift you ass up for a second. Sammy, grab those jock-nuts. Pull em' out. Hold them. I don't like the way you boys are moanin'! You ain't cumming yet! Now push that fat ass back. Wanna hear both of you bitches lickin'!" With one hand I held the base of Thrill's huge cock. His balls in my grasp, pulled away from his dick. I passed my tongue all over the head. Tasting Thrill's sticky goo, as it seeped out. My own nuts were being held so TIGHT by Thrill. My tongue on his sensitive piss-slit made his fingers roughly roll my balls in response. He groaned and licked at/in my hole. His hot breath making my asslips twitch. The men sat across, so I was staring at all four. Their taunts not stopping, as they ate and drank shots, of what smelled like, tequila. "Yeah lick that black dick, bitch. Stick that fuckin' tongue out! Put the tip of your tongue in that piss-slit. I said, the TIP of your TONGUE! You lookin for another spankin'? That's better. Worship that cock. Work for some pre on your tongue." My spit oozed over that meat. I was drooling and moaning so much from that tongue and lips lapping at my hole. "Thrill! I know you can't move, but please! Stop lickin'! OOHH FUCK! (SLURP! SLURP!) You leaking so much pre! (SLURP!) AHH MAN! My asshole!" My moans just sounded like shrill whimpers to the men, as I had to keep tongue-lashing Thrill's cock-head, as I begged him to stop eating my hole. "Big fuckin' alpha whore! Keep lickin'! Don't see much tongue work going on there, bitch. Make that big black cock-head, shiny." Luckily, my moans were allowed to quiet down, as I was ordered off Thrill. He took long breaths. Able to relax more without my meaty buns smothering his face. "Look at the fuckin; sticky mess you made all over that chest. Get down there, and lick it clean. Lift that black dick between your fingers as you do. Don't jack it, just rub your fingers slowly up and down the shaft." Thrill was now the one moaning. My long tongue took laps all around his pecs and stomach. Licking up my own pre. My fingers TEASED the throbbing boner. Lightly passing over and over the hot shaft - as I was ordered to do. Now made to stand, Thrill and I slowly got to our feet. "Boss, I do believe their dicks are as hard, as EVER!", mocked Jensen chuckling. "They do seem to be enjoying the afternoon," answered Mr Hill as he took pictures of our two hard dicks. "Again, maybe too much," said Jensen as he grabbed my arm, and flung me over his knee! I was halfway across Mr Hill as well, as he sat on the couch. So he was able to hold my shoulders, as Jensen SLAPPED my ass. I could hear by the yelps and the cursing, that Henny had grabbed Thrill in a similar manner, as SPANKS were heard from the other end. Like we were on a conveyor-belt, we were pushed back and forth, so each men got to SLAP our wriggling buns. Though they mocked our hard dicks. Thrill and I could feel that all four men, were just as excited. Hard meats bulging in shorts. To our relief, the men pushed us to the floor. In unison, we reached back to sooth our red butt cheeks. Looking up, we saw the men all stand, yanking their shorts down. Four rock-hard pricks pulled out. Mr. Hill roughly grabbed Thrill's head, lifting him to his knees. "Stick your fuckin' tongue out. Taste your daddy's seed, bitch! Right in that slit." The men laughed as Mr. Hill forced his step-son to kiss his cock! My shock was soon vanished, as I was roughly lifted by my short military hair-cut. Placed on my knees right besides Thrill, we were ordered to simply stick our tongues out, as one at-a-time a dick-head was placed in between them. Our tongues inadvertently, dueled together. Both of us making low moaning noises, as our tongues drooled over each fat cock. Tasting each dick over and over. Made to arch our backs, we both GROWLED as a hand reached between our legs and man-handled our peckers. That hand was so ROUGH. Our dicks were smacked, yanked, or tight balls were FLICKED-at by fingers. "C'mon dudes! FUCK! STOP! MY COCK! Fuckers!" Our protests simply came out as muffled moans, as Thrill and I had our faces held around one cock-head, then another. Then another! The only dick missing was Jensens'. Cause he was the one man-handling OUR dicks. The men soon wanted more then just licks and kisses on the head of their penises. Soon, Thrill and I were forced to open our lips. "Your boy is loving his daddy's dick, boss! Look at him swallow that meat. Big alpha boy here, moaning like a paid whore! Keep teasing their dicks, Jensen. They seem to be enjoying that!" Amongst the men's laughter, was Thrill and my pleas for a break. Mouths being face-fucked and our cock being man-handled had us begging to catch our breath, OR to unload the cum built-up in our nuts from the drugs. "Yeah bitch, eat that cock. Feed you some of my hard prick. Tighten your lips! Wanna fuck that pussy-mouth. Yeah, fuckin' cock-sucker! Suck! Eat that dick! Worship that cock! Yeah, good boys." "Men, I think it is time to take this party upstairs," said Mr Hill as he lifted Thrill off the floor by his balls, "time for me to spend quality time with the boy." Henny had fingers wrapped around my big nuts, as he led me to the stairs. Mr. Hill opened a door in the hallway, as he then pointed to a door across the way. "You boys take the jock-boy over there." With that he pulled Thrill into the room and closed the door. Jensen opened the other door, to what looked to me to be a guest suite, with a HUGE bed. I was led by the nuts to the foot of the bed, and flung on my stomach. Mattress, I assumed was a water-bed of some sort, as I bounced after I landed. But barely for a second, as one of the men sat on my shoulders keeping me down. SLAP! SLAP! "Spread your fuckin' legs, and show us that pussy!" With, I assume, Jensen sitting on my back, in order to spread my legs, I had to arch my back. Thus lifting and spread my deep ass crack. "Look at that tight little snatch, boys. Fat fuckin' ass with a clenched pink boi-twat" As Davis spoke, he was holding on to my left foot - keeping me spread out. For the umpteenth time, this fetish made me the brunt of taunts, An accidental scraping of finger nails on my heels, made me YELP, and almost buck Jensen off my back. "Well what have we here, boy? Your big feet a little sensitive? Men, we'll have to be careful. Don't touch them like this. Or like this. Or like this." The men laughed as Davis scratched different parts of my foot,, making me GASP and SQUIRM on the bed. Literally making "waves". Jensen grabbed both of my meaty butt cheeks. Spreading my crack so my hole was pushing out. "Do it again. Yeah, watch his snatch spasm, when you do that! So humiliated. My asshole on display for the men. Now being made to twitch in response to my horny dawgs being touched. Henny soon joined the fun. Grabbing my other foot as I moaned. "Oooohhh! No! Noooooo! Please! Guys, don't! Moooooaaannnn!" As my hole would push out, Davis or Henny would reach over with fingernails to SCRAPE at the asslips. Jensen keeping my buns spread, so unable to clench to protect my hole. It stayed exposed. FORCING to push out as fingernails again TICKLED the back of my toes. "Fuck boy, I told you earlier to expose those tits in my office, but I think you will have to expose this snatch for a check-up too", said Davis as he FLICKED fingernails on the sensitive hole whenever it would push out. "Fuck!! Stop man! AAHH DUDE, my asshole! Quit fuckin' around!" My laments were answered with SLAPS across my red buns. Without warning, I was roughly turned around on my back. Davis jumped on my chest When I tried to put my hands up to stop him, his fingers reached for both my nipples. PULLING the swollen tips. "Put your hands over your fuckin' head! That's it, big boy. Relax, or your titties might get a work-out again. Now open those pink lips of yours. Here's your chance to get employee of the mouth. Suck on that big black dick, boy!" Davis had let one of my nipples go, as he slid up my chest a bit. Close enough to push the mushroom head of his cock in my moaning mouth. He started fucking my mouth. Working his meat in and out, while pulling on my nipple with one hand. My asshole was again exposed, as hands lifted and spread my legs. I could feel Henny's dick tapping at my clenched pucker. "Open up boy. Let me in that hungry pussy. Jensen, work his feet. There we go. That gets that cunt winking. Oh yeah! Your little pink pussy is in for a ride, boy!" With that, Henny's dick PUSHED up my open hole. Asslips stretched open, I MOANED around Davis' pecker. Within seconds I WAS begin taken for a ride! I was moaning around that dick, as my p-spot was found and rammed by Henny's hard cock, Jensen kept busy SMACKING my ass, cock, PULLING my balls, OR the nipple not being yanked by Davis. "My turn!" Jensen pushed Henny out of the way. My hole quickly snapping shut when that meat left my ass, "No fuckin' way, pussy! FUCK, that's a tight cunt, but you taking my cock! YEAH, listen to you moan around that dick in your mouth when you get filled with cock! FUCK, that cunt is so TIGHT! Muscled alpha-ass! Look Henny, when I try to pull my cock out, pussylips so tight, it just latches on! Lovin' that cock! Yeah, boy. Feel those big nuts smacking your hot ass? Load of cream for ya!" "Ok Jensen, my turn,", said Davis pulling his dick from my mouth. "I don't wanna a pussy full of your fuckin' batter." A third cock was going to enjoy my ass, but Davis made me work for it. I was made to stand. Then to grab a dick on each side of me. Davis was standing right behind me. "Now spread your legs, and sit on my cock, boy. Keep holding those dicks. Whatcha' waiting for?" (SLAP! SLAP!) I hesitantly pushed my butt out, and down. Meeting Davis' dick with my hole, he give it a thrust which sent in past my clenched hole. I was then made to fuck myself. Over and over, working my hole back the length of Davis' thick black dick. Soon I had to suck the head of one dick, then the other, Back-and-forth, while keeping my hole riding that dick. Any failure to fuck myself, was met with a SLAP of my big buns. "Fuckin' mouth moaning so much around my dick, gonna make me cum! Get over here boy!". said Henny as he pushed me up off Davis hard cock. Thrown on the soft bed on my belly, I was on the bounce back "up", when Henny jumped on my body. His prick tunneling in my hole. He started to FUCK! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! Sound heard as our sweaty skin hit together as he filled my hole over and over. His fingers were underneath, scratching at my sore nipples. He was able to pass his soles on mine, TICKLING them! So my hole, though getting drilled, was STILL working the shaft! Without a word, Henny filled my ass with his cum. His fingers now wrapped around my nipples, seem to PINCH them each time his piss-slit spurted more seed. I moaned as his cock finally let my asshole SNAP shut again. Jensen now jumped on my back. "Don't moan, boy. Your pussy empty without a big cock? Here! That's it. Spread you pussy-lips for my cock! Fuck, you still so fuckin' tight, boy! My dick feeling every inch inside that horny hole. Spanked ass so fuckin' hot on my belly, boy. Feels so good!" Davis used the exact same trick I had seen the security dudes do, when they wanted me to win them some money! His fingers started rubbing and teasing my feet, as I got fucked. And moments later my tight ass got even tighter around that meat in my hole. Jensen could no longer "fuck", as my ass milked the shaft of every drop of his load. Jensen pulled out with a SLAP of my ass. "That boys is one talented pussy! Now, I need a drink." Henny followed Jensen out the door. Davis leaned on my back, but did not straddle me like the others. Instead he forced a fuck-finger past my clenched bubble-buns. Teasing my hole. "Here's what we gonna do, boy I'm going to sit at the foot of the bed there, and you gonna stand facing me, and you gonna sit on my dick. Sit on your favorite, boy. Hard-Black-Cock. I think by the way you moaning, you agree." I was moaning, cause Davis was finger-banging my wet hole! So fast. So deep. He finally stood, and then promptly sat with his back on the headboard. I stood on wobbly legs. My drugged dick still pointing the way, as I put my legs on each side of Davis. He held his cock by the shaft, as he told me to "Sit!" I did so. MOANING when that black dick was being forced up my hole as I squatted. Down-down until I sat on his lap, on my knees on the bed, ass full of dick. Davis got me in his "position". He smirked as he had my nipples VERY near his lips, and in the back, I felt his fingers at my feet. And milking his dick, is what I was made to do! Davis mumbled and moan, as he SUCKED and roughly LICKED at my nipples. Meantime his fingers were firmly playing with my big feet. His work getting rewarded, as my tight hole LATCHED onto the veiny black tool and milked it for cum. I was working my buns all over his dick. That teasing of my toes like torture. Impaled on his meat, I had no choice but to react by GRABBING tightly to that shaft with my asslips. (SLURP! SLURP!) "Such hot fuckin' tits boy! I can't wait to be nursing on these on a daily bases. Fuckin' horny feet, too! Ain't gonna lie boy. Was never into feet, but these big fuckers, are making me think again! They connected to cunts, like yours? They worth playing with!" I was basically drunk-in lust, now. That dick was hitting that spot in my ass, same time fingernails were concentrating on my big toes. My neglected cock, was suddenly wanting to burst! But Davis's beat me to it! He stopped working my bod. Simply lifted his hips so his cock-head was at it's deepest, and he SPURT.. SPURT.. SPURTED, the largest load of the three men, in my ass Once his breath returned to normal, Davis pushed me off his limp prick. "Let's go see what boss is up too", he said as he grabbed my full balls. We walked into the bedroom across the way. Thrill looked just as lust-drunk as I was. The smell of fresh-pre was strong. Judging by the wetness on Thrill's cock - he had leaked a ton. I was surprised when I heard him begging, "Please daddy, no more teasing.". Looked like the cocky step-son had been tamed. Thrill's lips dripped of cum - obviously his dads'. Besides the fact that Thrill had been edged, and forced to suck cock, when he turned, his black buns had a reddish hue. His dad obviously having smacked that butt AGAIN. "Bring the alpha boy over here. Davis, you not leaving are you?" "No, I think Henny and Jensen left though. Imagine their wives be calling soon any ways." "Good. I need help. Can't be tying up our bondage models by myself." Thrown on the bed on our backs, the men tied us end-to-end. Our arms and legs bound spread-eagled. Our full nuts were then pulled down, and bound - the rope around my sac, attached to the one around Thrill's smooth balls. Pics were taken as we moaned. Unable to move, or risk YANKING our nuts. Both were experts in knots! Able to quickly remove the binds, while each time tied-up, we were were unable to move a muscle. We were quickly put in the same position, this time on our stomachs. The men never removed the twine around our nuts, so we were MOANING as we were moved around to our belly. Bound in same position, but this time ass in the air. Our balls were pulled between our legs. The me couldn't help SLAPPING our red buns as we squirmed. "Davis spank those ass while I video. I'll tag it - what happens to employees who piss me off." "Lift those buns boys. Show the camera how much you deserve that spanking." Humiliating spanking had us both crying-out. Davis loved the open-handed back-slaps. Our buns jiggling each time. Sufficient time tied in that position, we were again unbound. Moments later retied. This time I was on my back. My hands tied to my feet, with my elbows "locked" at my knees, so I was keeping my big legs spread. Thrill in the same position. His asshole lewdly exposed. The men laughing, pushed us together so our holes were touching. Again pics taken as Davis made us rub our holes together, by rocking our legs. "Look at that pink cunt hole, boss. Load of cum in there, and not dropping a drip. Pussy lips on that muscled ass, so fuckin' tight." Each bound position was making Thrill and I strain every muscle. Our dicks remained hard. Our sweaty nuts tight with a load of jizz. As fingers lightly fluttered all over our shafts we moaned and begged, like horny whores. I watched as Thrill's binds around his legs were removed. They put him in position, with his legs spread, with a bare foot near my face. "Open your fuckin' mouth, boy. I seen you suck these feet, and lovin' it bitch. Suck!" Not that I had a choice, as Mr. Hill held Thrill's right foot, and the back of my head. Forcing them together, I parted my lips and took a big toe between my lips from those huge 14s. "Davis, put my boy's pecker in that hungry pussy." Thrill with his arms still bound behind him, looked down and saw his hard cock being roughly grabbed from his sticky belly. Davis firmly pushing the head at my tight hole. It was pointless for me to clench my asslips, as that determined dick soon pierced thru. Back-and-forth, the men taunted us with mumbles, right in our ears. "Yeah big boy, keep sucking for the camera. Fuckin' moaning with that big toe in your mouth, and a black cock in your pussy. And you son? With that tight, tight cunt around that nasty fat dick of yours, and no way to slide your meat in deeper. That jock-pussy is hot and wet, ain't it boy? Your cock getting slimy with all that cum already in there? And you boy! You just can't help slurping on that toe, like a bitch. Cunt spread and black cock filling it?" The tension in my nuts just could no longer be STOPPED! My dick wasn't even being touched. But that cock stretching my hole soon had me slurping on Thrill's toe LOUDER, as I SPURT.. SPURT.. SPURTED ropes of cum from my abused dick. That dick in my hole? It was about to be milked. SPASMS around the shaft as my asslips reacted from my balls unleashing my seed! I groaned around that wriggling toe in my mouth, both from my intense orgasm AND Thrill's throbbing pecker. "Ooooohhh fuck, bitch! My batter is gonna flood your pussy. AARRGGHH FUCK! Pussy all over my cock. FUCK! Wanna fuck you so bad! FUCK! Gonna make me CCCUUUMMMMM!!" Thrill, unable to move his bod, moaned and growled, as my hole controlled his blast. My ass twitching around his shaft over and over until long thick blast of his cum fired out of his swollen piss-slit. I had heard Thrill cum before, but never with such a intense moan, as he balls were finally allowed to spew his thick load. Both of us still shivering in our post-orgasm, when mercifully, my bod was untied. The men though, not allowing me to let Thrill's cock from my hole. I was shoved on my stomach, and with two SLAPS on Thrill's round buns, he lay fully on top of me. "Now roll over. That's better. That dick still plugging that pussy? Perfect. Now grab his tits! That's right, pinch them and pull em straight out." On my back, now laying on Thrill' body, I looked down my chest and watched Thrill extending both of the tips of my nipples. Only his smooth nuts visible between my legs. "Now play with those tits, boy! C'mon! Play with those nipples. Just like some big-tittied slut you picked up downtown. Tits probably not as horny as those puffy jock-tits you have between your fingers. Spread you legs, big boy! Yeah, show your horny hole full of dick. You fuckin' squirmin' already. " I was! Not long before I was sliding as much as I could, on Thrill's sweaty bog. I covered his torso. From where the men stood, they could see only his hands as they wrapped around my chest, to man-handle my nipples. As I reacted from the tit-play, I again had my tight hole WRAPPING around Thrill's spent dick. Making him GROAN. "Fuck dude! Your asshole, bitch! Don't! My dick so sensitive." I couldn't help Thrill's with his pleas. He being ordered to keep working my nipples, was forcing my hole to GRASP his dick. Coaxing it to another hard-on, "Time for your second load, boys. Give another show for daddy, " Mr Hill snickered as he grabbed his camera and sat down. Davis had grabbed another chair, and brought it near the bed. I saw him bring his bare foot up, to Mr Hlll's urging. He lifted my wet dick with two of his toes, and started a SLOW jack. At times, SCRAPING along the puffy piss-slit. To the laughing taunts of the two men, our sensitive dicks were soon getting thick again, and would soon be forced to unleash more cum for their enjoyment. I could only moan in frustration and lust.