Fright Night House of Horrors

By Solomon

Chapter 1

As with most horror stories, this all started out so innocently. If I had any idea whatsoever that this would have happened to me, I never would have gone to that damn party. And now I have to worry about what might come my way next. Now, if for no other reason, I tell this story to warn others to watch the offering hand wearily, because that was what got me into this position in the first place.

It started two nights ago and quickly spiraled totally out of control. I had gone to a friend’s house for an early Halloween party and made the mistake of… well, looking back on it, everything I did that night was a mistake. At least that’s the way I look at it now. First, I made the mistake of agreeing to dress up like Jack, you know, of Jack and Jill. My girlfriend Amber was going to be Jill, and that meant that I was dressed in anything but a manly style of costume.

I have fairly long hair, so I simply tinted it bright red as in the children’s book. Jill put two red smudges of makeup over my cheeks and surprised me at the last minute with the flakiest looking costumes I ever saw. I nearly cancelled our plan when I saw how fruity I looked in the flimsy, draping clothes she thought resembled the picture we were copying. But love has no boundaries and I allowed her to talk me into it.

My name is Gregg, but everyone calls me Dex. I was sort of the smart one through high school and the name just stuck with me.

At the party, I was feeling very emasculated amongst her friends. I didn’t know a lot of the people because this was a party that her friends from high school were throwing and I was the tag along boyfriend that had just moved to town six months ago. Both Amber and I are eighteen, and most of her friends are in the sixteen/seventeen year range. I got along with her parents well and they had no problems with me dating her because I was far more polite and courteous than her past romances. I wonder now if they were told what happened to me, or if I was to be considered just another passing boyfriend never to be heard of ever again.

The party was pretty hopping for a high school shindig, and there were even a few older kids there because we were right next to fraternity row. The parents of the soon to be offended house were gone for the weekend and the alcohol flowed freely. The real trouble started around eleven when these three men came walking into the backyard. I was in the midst of trying to keep from breaking up with Amber at the moment because as soon as she got a couple of beers in her, she began falling all over every guy there. I was amazed at how she became so belligerent, so quickly towards me. I had never seen this side of her before, and now I wish I had of sooner.

It turned out that the three men were out hunting for party girls at the local frat houses and came to this house when they saw the traffic flowing out front. One of the men was on a motorcycle and the other two were tailing him in a cargo van. I know now that they’re construction workers in town to work on a job, but they had just finished their job this day, and would be headed back home which is about six hundred miles to the west of here. My horror seems to have only begun, because I get the distinct feeling now that I’ll be taken along with them, or more specifically, with Rock. His friends, Dave and Walker, live another sixty or so miles away from Rock and he has made it pretty clear that I’m his property now. Until this freak show of a nightmare ends, I would assume that I’ll be sticking close to him.

When the three men saw me arguing with Amber, they came over to use it as an opening to hit on the girls they mistakenly thought were old enough to go off to party with them at their motel rooms. While Walker began hitting on Amber, Rock wrapped his arm around me to forcibly walk me away from them. Turning back I saw the total lack of loyalty Amber was displaying towards me when she allowed Walker to wrap his arm around her. I knew Rock was trying to sidetrack my mind so that his friend could hit on my girlfriend uninterrupted, and he did that by wanting to know what the story was about the party. I told him about the ages of most of the girls and how it was just a lame kid’s party, and that seemed to concern him greatly. That was when I made my second big mistake as I look back on it.

Rock took a good look at me and asked about my “gay” outfit and stated that I looked older than sixteen. I didn’t like being referred to as gay, especially with a man’s arm around my shoulders preventing me from seeing what his friend was doing behind my back. I told him I was eighteen and how Amber had picked the costumes. He rubbed the red rouge on my cheek and asked, “And I suppose you didn’t do your makeup either?”

I’m only 5’ 8” and 125 pounds, so this man that towered above me and probably weighed over 200 pounds was clearly trying to belittle me. I began trying to pry myself out from under his grip, but he wasn’t going to allow that yet. I finally asked him what he wanted and he came right out and told me that they only had a one night left in town. He and his friends were looking for a few girls to take away their stress as he put it. That was when things turned very sour for me. Rock said that since all the girls were underage, they would have to make do with me since I was of age.

I renewed my efforts to get away from him and finally managed to escape his hold on me. That was when I noticed several partiers had been watching what he had been doing to me and that left me feeling like a wimp. I found myself trying to get lost in the party, and after seeing Amber reaching up willingly to kiss Walker, I even stayed clear of her. I figured that as soon as I got her home that my commitment to protect her would be over for good.

Normally, I never do drugs, but when one guy came up to me and told me he had seen what Amber was doing to me, he offered me a couple of pain killers to ease my mind. I asked him what they would do to me and he said they would simply take away my desire to ring her neck. After a quick chuckle over his insight, I swallowed them down with my beer. I immediately began regretting my decision and wondered if they would impair my driving so I could even leave the party as soon as I had hoped.

A couple of girls I barely knew came up and told me that they thought Amber was acting like a total skank to me and took my mind off what was going on with her. That was when I made my third mistake. Their names were Karen and Debbie, with Karen being the one with the apparent crush on me. They were very flirtatious and asked me if I wanted to join the card games going on in the basement. I thought that it might be a good place to hangout and agreed, and soon I was looking at several different games going on in make shift rooms. Some guy invited the girls in to play some poker with him and another guy. It turned out that they wanted to play strip poker and it was accepted all too quickly by the girl that had invited me downstairs in the first place. She tugged me along and I kept saying that I didn’t care to play, but when she exclaimed that I might get a chance to see her in the buff because she was so poor at the game, I found myself agreeing again.

Things were going well at first, and soon both of the girls had taken off their shirts. I was fairly sure that they were losing on purpose just so they could show off their bodies, but I wasn’t too ashamed to see what they had to offer. About ten minutes into the game, Karen had lost another hand and it was time for her to shed her bra. With way too little humility, she reached behind her and unhooked her bra, and pulled it away from her fabulous little titties. I’ve always been a sucker for taught boobs, and hers were the greatest. She raised her eyebrows at me and gave me a smile I’ll never forget.

“You fucking prick! What the hell you think you’re doing?”

I turned to see Amber standing there, still wrapped up under Walker’s arm. I couldn’t believe she was getting all huffy on me after what she had been doing. So, my natural reaction was to say, “Fuck you bitch! What the hell have you been doing?”

Just then, Rock and Dave came in and saw Karen topless, but now covering her tits with her hands. Rock put on a huge smile and walked behind her, telling her that she had nothing to be embarrassed about, and ran his hands under her arms to take them into his fists. She didn’t stop him after his compliment and even covered his hands with hers. Walker took his lead and stepped behind Amber to imitate Rock’s fondling position and began running his hands up under her shirt. Her response was to give me a snotty look and then turned her head upwards to stare at his face as she allowed him to feel her up. Jealousy was still in me even knowing I was kicking her to the curb at the end of the night. Through bad timing she found that out when she tried to rub Walker in my face and the Karen told her that I had admitted this was our last night together.

That was all Amber needed to hear to flip out. Despite her sudden urge to whore her way through the party, she still felt as if I was the one that was disrespecting her. To make her point clear that I was expendable to her, she grabbed one of Walker’s hands and pushed it to the crotch of her shorts. Walker understood her message and set about rubbing his hand hard against the flat of her vulva.

Sneering at me, Amber spat out, “Take your little wench then, and keep the fuck away from me; I have a man now.” And with that she turned around to press her tiny body into the hulk of man in front of her. My heart felt torn apart as I watched the three of them walking away, and Karen slapped my arm.

“What the fuck? These aren’t good enough for you?”

I looked at Karen as she sat next to me, pushing her boobs back out on display for the entire table to ogle over. She made a good point, but as luscious as her taut titties looked as she aimed their hardened nipples at me, I still felt the pangs of having just lost the greatest love I had ever felt. But it didn’t take my mind long to focus on this hot girl next to me and how she was so brazenly showing off her chest for my benefit, and in front of three other people and Rock who had moved on to the other girl. That was pretty awe inspiring to know that she wanted to pick up where Amber had just walked away from, and I took a hard look at the pronounced little bumps around her areolas. She definitely had what it took to cause me an instant erection, and I gave her a quick smile to let her know I was pleased to hear her offer.

Amber disappeared from my thoughts for the most part as my dick led me towards the beautifully smooth body slowly stripping down beside me. I should have been concentrating on what Rock had done to me earlier and that Amber was now using him and Walker to belittle me to the rest of the party, but as I watched Karen tugging her hip hugging shorts off her legs at yet another lost hand, all I could think of was how she had turned her chair towards me as if to give me the full advantage of her strip tease.

It seemed like Karen was getting a little nervous over losing her panties and started playing the poker hands for real. Sitting next to such a lovely and intoxicating sight made it hard for the rest of us to concentrate and we were all soon down to our underwear.

The pain killers I had taken seemed to be kicking in and I hardly noticed that Amber had come back into the area; this time alone. I had started making out with Karen between hands and when I finally noticed Amber was present again, Karen was pulling her hand off my hardon and I was pulling away from having taken a quick taste of her left nipple. Even as I was coming to the understanding that my soon to be ex-girlfriend was watching what was going on, I was pondering over how wonderful Karen’s boob had smelled as I tickled her hardened nub with my biting lips.

Amber bitched at me, “You mother fucker! You want the bitch? I should tell all your friends what you’re doing to me.”

I couldn’t quite understand how she thought that would affect me, but I set her straight by pointing out that I could also tell her parents why I was dumping her. I was sure they wouldn’t appreciate knowing how she had become the party tramp with men probably twice her age. Little did I know just how badly I had sealed my fate with that idle threat!

A few minutes after she left the table area again, a girl came in and asked Karen to go with her so she could tell her something important. I had her pressed against the wall with my hand taking its first feel into her panties. The game of cards had ended and everyone but Karen’s girlfriend had left the area, so I was dismayed to see her agreeing to pull away from me. Before I let her go though, I ran two fingers deeply through her very wet lips to make sure she would want to come back to me.

I was displeased to see her pulling her clothes back on, but I was sure Karen would be coming back for more as soon as she had fulfilled her girlish need to gossip over whatever the girl wanted to tell her. I sat at the table again to await her return and was left alone as the three girls went off behind the curtains of the makeshift room. I was still in my jockeys and my drug induced stupor was taking a good hold over me. I had never been under the influence of such powerful painkillers before and smiled over how wonderfully at peace I felt. Even hearing voices all around the basement, it didn’t bother me at all that I was probably the only person still somewhat undressed.

About five minutes later, Karen came in and immediately slapped me hard across the face. She had tears running down her face and I managed to ask her what was wrong and why she had slapped me.

As Karen grabbed her bra off the floor, she snarled out, “You, you fucker! I just got my ass kicked over you and you’re not worth it.”

That was when I noticed that she did appear to have a welt on the side of her face and her left eye seemed bruised. I couldn’t seem to form the questions begging to be asked, but it would have been too late anyway. Her and her girlfriend stormed off just as fast as they had come in. I began pulling on my pants and wondering what had happened, and decided to try to find Karen for better answers. As soon as I got to my feet, I nearly stumbled into the brick wall to my side. When I made my way out to the open area of the basement, I noticed that everyone was staring at me. I looked down to make sure I had at least put on my pants and saw that I had. I looked around the room and saw Walker standing next to a door I knew was a closet and he was grinning from ear-to-ear. I headed for the steps leading upstairs and as I went to walk past Walker, he stopped me with a hand to my shoulder.

He asked, “Don’t you want to know where your little girlfriend is?”

It took me a few seconds to respond and when I realized I should have expected her to be with him, I asked him where she was at. He reached for the knob of the closet door and flung it open to reveal a sight that made everyone cheer out excitedly. There was Amber with her head smashed up against the side of the closet wall, getting her face fucked by Rock’s cock. Her eyes darted outward to see that she was on display to everyone else in the room, but she made no effort to stop what Rock had been doing to her in the darkened enclosure. Quite to the contrary, her hands grabbed for his ass and she began moaning as if he was a delectable dessert.

I grew pissed in a flash and I could hear disparaging remarks being made towards me about what my girlfriend was doing with another guy. I turned back to the stairs when I felt Walker’s hand grab my upper arm. In an instant, he had flung me around backwards and pushed me into the closet beside Amber and Rock, and closed the door on us. I went to push the door open again, but Walker was too strong. I felt Rock’s arm go around me to hold me tight to him as Amber halted her actions long enough to tell him not to let me out of the closet.

I couldn’t see a thing in the dark, but between Amber and Rock narrating their lusts out loud, I certainly knew Amber was now doing her best to emasculate me. She compared the sizes of our cocks and stature of manliness. And then she took a brutal swipe at me that left me worrying just how pissed off at me she really was; but for what, I still had no real idea.

I heard her moan, “You taste so fucking good. Come down here, Dex. You have to taste what a real man tastes like.”

I figured she was doing her best at belittling me, but my fear grew exponentially when I felt Rock’s other hand grab for my other arm and he began physically pushing me towards my knees. I had never done anything with a guy before, but I knew horror stories describing what he was trying to get me to do. All of a sudden I was losing my battle to keep my legs under me. I could tell that Amber was now standing next to me and felt her hands pushing down on my shoulders, as well. Her simple jest had immediately become Rock’s focus and when she understood that, she quickly took to the idea and began helping him to control me. I knew that she considered gay guys as week and insignificant people to her lifestyle, and this was the perfect way for her to take her imagined retribution against me.

In seconds, I was thrust against the opposite side wall of the closet and on my knees. Amber was gleeful over what she was causing to happen to me and soon I was feeling the wet shaft of Rock’s cock being slapped against the side of my face. One of them was crushing my hair in their grip and I felt the head of his cock trying to pry its way between my lips. I was pissed and was pushing against Rock’s hips trying to get him away from me. I made the mistake of opening my mouth to demand my release, but that only gave Rock the opportunity he needed to push his cock into my mouth. He instantly pushed in deep enough so that I couldn’t just pull away from him, and then he started humping away at my mouth as he mashed my head into the wall.

“The little bitch is doing it,” I heard him whispering to Amber, and her response was to squeeze down on the floor beside us. I felt her hands feeling for the shaft of his cock and rubbing over it where it entered my face.

“Oh, my god! He’s doing it… he’s really fucking doing it. Dex, you fucking faggot.” Amber was beside herself over what was happening to me. “Fuck him, dude. Make him swallow that fucking cock of yours.” And then she turned her words back to me to continue her dominant position over my circumstances. “Like that you fucking bastard? Cheat on me, will ya… well, you’re getting yours now, aren’t you? Still want to tell my parents now? I’d love to tell them what you’re doing… you little fucking queer.”

I saw the door of the closet getting forced open just a crack and wanted to die over what everyone would see, but luckily Walker thought I was trying to escape and slammed it shut again. I was pissed to see that it was Amber that had tried forcing it open so that she could ridicule me in front of all her friends. As Rock gagged me continuously while telling me what he expected me to do, my mind raced to what Amber was thinking of me now. Even if we could have patched things up after this night, now that was a total impossibility. I knew what she thought of gay guys and this act would never leave her thoughts for a second; even though it was at her behest in the first place.

I think I was more terrified that the closet door would open than the actual action being heaped on me. I had never considered doing anything like this before and I was mortified at it happening under these conditions. Tears were flowing down my cheeks as Rock continued to assault my mouth nonstop, and I felt Amber’s hands running over my still bare chest until she tweaked my nipples.

“Ooooh… you got his nipples hard for you. Dex likes sucking cock… no denying that now.” I felt her hand dash towards my crotch and then just as gleefully she added, “And damn, he’s even got a woodie for you.”

I felt her hand feeling the cock fucking away at my lips again and was extremely pissed off at what she was making happen to me. Her delighted attitude was more emasculating to me than the actual act of blowing a guy; as involuntary as it was. Just then, my freedom in life was stolen away from me as the bright light from the room beside us suddenly washed over what was happening to me. Walker had opened the door and gave everyone another peek at the action within. I still couldn’t escape the cock being forcefully fucked into my face and it seemed like everyone at the party had been gathering around that closet door so as to get another look at Amber again doing what was now being forced upon me instead.

I pushed as hard as I could at Rock’s legs to get away from his hold over me, but losing my mouth pissed him off and I found my head getting slammed into the wall really hard. I felt him replacing his cock rather easily back into my mouth to all the cheers of our impromptu audience. Amber quickly became my greatest problem. I would live through what was happening to me, but the injury she began to inflict told me I would be running from these townspeople for the sake of my ego forever after.

I heard Amber bellowing out for all to hear, “Damn, look at this boy go. I didn’t know you liked boys, too.” And then she started that typical barroom chant, “Go Dex, go Dex, you can do it. Go Dex.”

Hearing the room chanting along with her brought tears to my face over my total emasculation. They didn’t go unnoticed by Amber and she pointed it out to the entire crowd by stating that they were tears of overwhelming joy over finding myself a boyfriend to replace her. How could she become such a raving bitch to me so fucking quick? Here I was going through the most horrifying event any guy could imagine and she just kept making worse.

Finally I decided that all I could do was close my eyes, hang on, and let things go their course. I knew I would be running from these bastards the first moment I felt my freedom, so all I had to do was put them out of my mind and wait things out. That was when things went from getting humiliated to a serious blowjob from Rock’s perspective. I felt his hands grip the sides of my head like it was a melon, and then his toying humping motion turned into a raw animal lust for the use of my mouth. I began getting gagged quite forcefully, repeatedly, and I felt my hands grip the front of his thighs hard for some measure of control, but the resounding laughter started my tears flowing again. They were more from the repeated gagging them those laughing at my abuse however.

Walker and Amber continued heaping their narratives on my situation as I was trying to figure out how to make my humiliation end as soon as possible. That’s when I decided that the only way to end my torment was to do the obvious – make the guy finish faster. I clenched my eyes even tighter and tried to form some timing to the thickness causing me to gag. I worked to relax my mind so as to relax my throat at the same time. It started to work and Rock seemed to understand that he had won over my efforts. His thrusts became more pronounced, but slower and more predictable. In a weird way, we had come to an unspoken truce so as to make this happen. His fingers began loosening on my head, but that had an odd side effect. I tensed up at my look of possible freedom even though I knew it was impossible and I found my hands flying over his to keep him from moving them away entirely. If he wanted my compliance, I needed his demand to keep pushing me forward. I guess he understood because I felt his fingers clasping around my hair just a little too tight.

Amber saw my hands on his and she may not have understood the reasons, but she pointed it out to everyone else as my getting passionate with my boyfriend. In a sick way, I guess I was, but I had no real choice in the matter. I just wanted this to be over. The faster, the better! I guess that was when Rock had had enough of Amber and grabbed the doorknob to close the door on us. I finally felt a little better about what was going on. When Rock had turned for the door, it had the effect of pulling his cock out of my mouth, but I was so thankful that he afforded my esteem some measure of privacy, that I mumbled out the words, “Thank you”. Still being in the frame of mind that I just wanted this over, when I felt his cock poking at my face, I turned my head and opened my mouth to accept it back.

“That’s good kid. You got it right now. Just do as you’re told and we’ll be out of here in no time.”

I was glad to hear we were now on the same page. It seemed to work wonders for Rock as well, because his intrusion into my mouth seemed much more guided and efficient. The gagging had stopped and when I tightened my lips around his shaft, his hands went back to tangling themselves into my hair. My hands went back over his, but this time I found they were just there, not really to imply anything. That was when I finally got a reason to continue cooperating.

“That’s it, kid. Do a good fucking job and I’ll get you out of here. Deal? No more of that bitch making fun of you.”

I stared up trying to see his face for proof that he meant it, but could see nothing. I pulled back and he allowed me to pull off his cock to answer. “Deal!” So as to show I was living up to my end of the agreement immediately, I grabbed his shaft and placed it back to my own mouth. I heard him grunt appreciatively as he slid it back in just a little too deep. This time he held it there for several moments and I tried staying relaxed as possible to accept what he obviously wanted from me. He went back to his previous motion that allowed my lips the ability to grasp his shaft harder, and that was certainly what he liked. I knew the more he liked what I did, the faster things would go, so I kept it up.

For some reason, the word ‘tantalizing’ came to mind and I put it all together that that was exactly what it took to make a man finish. So when I felt his cock growing even harder than it had been, I figured it would take just a little extra effort to push him over the edge. I forced my head back away from his shaft and began suckling just the tip of his cock. I felt him spasm over that, but to get relief from my extreme stimulation, he thrust his cock back deep into me. He took a few plunges through my tightened lips and I backed away again to repeat what had obviously worked so well. Again he seemed to like what I was doing, but could only take it for a few moments before having to plunge into me again. We went through that cycle about six times before Rock began losing it. His hands grasped the sides of my head the last time I teased the tip of his cock, and he fucked my face hard and fast for about twenty seconds, and then that gave way to several distinct hard, deep thrusts into me as he was trying to cum.

I hadn’t paid much attention to what the obvious outcome of a blowjob would be and I really didn’t want him to deposit his cum where I would if I was on his end. I began freaking out over the thought of what he would do and began squirming all around trying to get his cock out from the depths of my throat. He was having none of my protests at this point and reasserted his hold on my head. I didn’t know if he was trying to help me get through this part or just to perform better for his benefit, but he began uttering in a low voice to me.

“That’s the right stuff… don’t worry kid, you’re almost done. Just take it like a man.”

And with one last thrust into me that put the head of his cock right at the opening of my throat, I felt the first spurt radiate from his cock. I went out of my mind over the reality of what he was doing to me and frantically pushed against his legs trying to either get away from his spewing cock or at least aim the onslaught into my cheek so I could spit it out once he was done with me. The latter worked and I finally relaxed as I knew I wouldn’t be freed from his grip of my head until he was done cumming. That seemed acceptable to him, but suddenly my head was thrown backwards as he pulled his cock out of my mouth and I felt him spending the rest of his ejaculation onto my face. As I wondered if he was done with me, my horror grew exponentially when the closet door flung open. I heard a million taunts flying my way as they put together exactly what they had come in on. And it didn’t help when I bent over and spat his cum from my mouth in front of all of them, but I couldn’t really hide it or keep it in my mouth any longer.

Tears were running down my face from the embarrassment of everyone knowing what had just been done to me. I sought a way out of this before Amber started in on me again, so I looked up at Rock and pleaded for him to help me out of this predicament. I saw he was a man of his word when he grabbed the collar of my costume and barked for everyone to stand back. Walker stopped him from removing me from the closet and stated that it was his turn with me, but Rock simply said later and ushered me out past the jeers and taunts. I kept my head low so as not to have to look at anyone, but we ran into Amber at the front door where she had now latched onto the third man of the trio, Dave. When she saw me getting escorted out of the house, she couldn’t keep from launching a few last taunts at me her self.

She poked at my face and stated, “Nice addition to your makeup. Is that a man’s…?”

I grabbed where she had been looking and found the remnants of Rock’s sperm still on my face. I had never wiped it off as what had been in my mouth seemed more important to remove. She now knew that I had completed the sex act she had started in the beginning.

“Awe, and you’ve been crying! The big bad man didn’t hurt you, did he?”

All I could manage to spout back was a ‘fuck you’ to her and allowed Rock’s handhold on me push me out the door. I thanked him for his help, but he said he wasn’t done yet and that he was going to give me a ride out of the area. I didn’t really want to be in his company any longer than I had to, but his insistence left me getting shoved into the back of the van they had come in, along with Walker. My head snapped around trying to figure out what was going on when as Rock got behind the wheel, he made it very clear.

“I said I would help you get out of there, but you’re not done yet.”

My head flew around to see Walker staring at me like a well cooked steak. I backed into the wall of the van and kept saying, “No, no, no…”

Walker was adamant that it was his turn and I heard Rock telling me to “just do as you did with me, and you’ll be fine.”

Walker wrestled me onto the floor of the van and sat on me as he began opening his pants. I was kicking and screaming, but there was no way I was going to get this behemoth off me. I saw his cock unveiled in the passing street lights. It was thicker than Rock’s, but was slightly tapered down to the tip. Walker leaned forward and pushed his cock to my mouth which I refused to open. A slap to my face overcame my resistance and I took the head of it into my mouth. Walker gleefully announced his win and leaned over my head until he could push deeper into me. He went into a fucking motion as he used my mouth like most men would use a pussy. I fell right back into what I had learned as Rock sodomized me and tried to stay relaxed. Since Walker was in total control, I couldn’t do the same thing to him that had sped up Rock, but considering the sounds coming from him, I didn’t think it would really take him a long time to get off anyway.

His pace never seemed to change. I kept my eyes closed and tried keeping my lips pursed tightly around him as I tried to figure out how to deal with him when he came. I didn’t have more than a few seconds to think about it as suddenly he pushed himself to arms length which changed his aim of assault. Each thrust started pushing me towards the front of the van and I knew he was close to cumming. I tried fidgeting away from his attack and it worked to momentarily free me of him, but he just reinserted his cock after slapping my face again. I gagged uncontrollably waiting for the inevitable until finally I felt my mouth welling up with his cum. I forced my throat closed to keep from having to swallow any of his stuff and waited for him to finish. As soon as he had, he lifted his body off mine and I spun around to spit his gooey mess from my mouth. I swore at him a few times which only brought laughter from him. I kept wiping my mouth along my sleeve to get his taste out of me and then demanded Rock stop the van to let me out.

After several demands for him to pull over, I thought that was what he was doing until he pulled into a motel parking lot with a motorcycle right behind us. I started for the side door when Walker stopped me. It opened anyway and there was the third man again. Rock grabbed me by the hair and bent me backwards to listen to him as he reached back from the driver’s seat.

“Two down kid and just one more to go. Don’t get stupid on us and nothing bad will happen. Now do everything you’re told and you’ll be done.”

That was when Dave grabbed one of my arms and began dragging me out of the van with Walker right behind me to grab my other arm. I fought to get away from them, but it was useless against two men that could easily kick my ass. They walked me towards the rear part of the motel where they had been staying. I saw some people getting out of a car half way there and Walker twisted my arm behind my back while giving me a verbal warning to keep my mouth shut. As we walked by them, they stared at me and obviously had to be wondering why the ‘Jack’ costume. I stared at them begging for their help, but got none. The next thing I knew I was being nearly thrown through the door that Rock had opened for us.

There was a message on the door for both Walker and Dave to call their homes and since they had no idea how important their calls might be, they went off to the pay phone to call their respective homes. Rock said that he could handle me alone and stood between me and the door. As soon as they were gone, I began pleading with him to let me go. I had already done what he had wanted, so I played on that for sympathy.

“Look it kid, it’s like this. We’ve been away from home too long and a man needs some relief now and then. And you know the law of the jungle demands that the weak take care of the strong. We haven’t hurt you yet, have we? Just do Dave the same as you did for us and you’ll be on your way. Hell, I’ll even give you a ride home if you want.”

I said that I could walk and begged again for my release. He got pissed off over my whining and warned me not to mention another word about it. He also pointed out that I was still dressed in a rather gay costume and suggested worse things could happen to me out on the road. At least these guys had proven that they didn’t care to hurt me. Up until the other guys came back, he tried giving me hints so as to make things easier for me. I half listened to him, but I was still plotting my escape. If it weren’t for what he had done to me, I could imagine us being good friends. But the truth of the matter was that I wasn’t gay and what they had done to me had left me wholly homophobic over my own role in life.

The door burst open and Walker immediately stated that he had to get back home right off because his son had broken his arm. I wondered how he would feel if someone had done to his son what he had done to me. Dave said he had to get going too because his boss wanted him on another job site the first thing the next morning. Then he turned to me and said, “But not before getting a little freaky with the kid here.”

I cringed in fear and backed into the wall behind me. He rushed over to me and grabbed me by my neck and bounced me into the wall twice to get me to understand he wanted my compliance. I was surprised when Rock told him to go easy on me, but he just forced me to my knees. I saw Walker half packing his stuff and half watching my assault, and Rock was sitting on the bed taking it all in like I was a live porno for his benefit. With one hand on the top of his head, I tried to remember the advice Rock had just given me not to fight this guy as he began opening his pants. He got them down enough for me to see his cock right in my face and I suddenly wished it was dark again.

Dave just stood there holding my head so as to keep me from standing up again and waited. I looked at Rock and saw he was gesturing for me to get started on my own, so trembling in fear, I reached out and grabbed the shaft of his cock. I have to admit that when I grabbed it, it got harder just from my touching it and that caused something to happen in me. Somehow I felt less a victim and more needed like Rock had talked about. I slowly began a small jerking motion and when I heard him groan in satisfaction, I leaned in and took the head of it in my mouth. He moaned again and I can’t explain it, but knowing how he was displaying his pleasure over what I was doing made this all much easier for me. I began an earnest sucking motion and even bobbed my head down several times. There was a lot of chattering between the three of them over my ability as a novice and that was when Dave took over. He lunged forward pinning my head against the wall and began fucking away at my mouth, once again like it was a pussy getting fucked. I pressed against his legs trying to keep him from impaling me. I knew I had to get through this last guy and closed my eyes as I tried to relax to make it less feel less intrusive.

Walker had finished packing up and told Dave to hurry up so he could leave. I guess the site before him was too good to miss anything. The bantering started up again and I was hearing them jovially talking about my prior efforts and how well I had performed, again, as a novice to this kind of thing. Dave seemed to be taking even longer than Rock had and I tried to remember what I had done to hurry him along, and when I did remember, it took me a minute to make up my mind to try it. I snatched my head away from Dave and yelled out, “Wait… wait a minute.”

When he stopped long enough for me to catch a deep breath, I reached forward with my mouth again and began sucking just the head of his cock. I even reached up and began fondling his balls when I saw he was enjoying my effort. I remembered how with Rock I had combined what I was doing now with his forcing himself deep into me every so often, so I took his cock as deep as I could a couple of times and then went back to focusing on the tip of his cock. That drove him wild and I knew I was successfully speeding things up. I did that for another minute and then when he was very close to cumming, he took over again and began fucking away at my mouth very fast. Luckily his thrusts were rather shallow, so I pursed my lips tight and let him do it his way.

I heard him telling the other guys he was about to get off and I grabbed the base of his shaft to try to switch to jerking him to a finish. He brushed my hand away and took several deep plunges into my mouth and held himself there until he heard me gagging and choking. I felt tears welling up in my eyes again and then he pushed it in further than any of them had gone before. When he didn’t pull back, I felt his cock pulsing and my throat getting warm. He was cumming and directly into my throat. I struggled to get free to keep it from going down, but he slammed my head back into the wall and demanded that I swallow it all. I tried in vain to force his cock into my cheek as I had done with Rock, but he held me too tightly. I was running out of air and knew I had to stop struggling. Somehow I let go of my fears and felt my eyes roll up into my head as I held still for him to finish. It was an act that didn’t escape their notice. I heard Walker bellowing out, “Look, the little fucker’s taking the whole fucking load. Look at him go.”

There was nothing in my power I could do to stop him, but at least I had stopped choking. I felt him pull back a little, but before I won my freedom, he pushed right back in and I felt another couple of pulses indicating he had a few more spurts that he emptied into my throat. When he finally did pull out of me, I immediately got a hard slap across the face. He sarcastically said, “You fucking little cunt. How’d you like that? Your girlfriend was right… you are a queer little cocksucker.” He slapped my face again and Rock bolted to his feet and confronted him.

“Leave him alone, dude. You got yours, now leave it alone.”

Oddly enough, I sort of felt like I deserved the smacks because he was right on so many levels. I had sucked three cocks and felt far less than a man. I hadn’t been able to protect my self, so it was nice to see Rock come to my rescue. Dave backed away from me and Walker pointed out that I hadn’t even tried to spit anything out. He grabbed his bags and I heard him refer to me one more time as a little cocksucker as he went out the door. Dave said he’d talk to Rock in a few days when he got back and left as well.

“You okay kid? He shouldn’t have hit you like that.”

I got to my feet finally and said I was okay. I just wanted to leave now. I waited for him to tell me it was okay, but he was insistent that he was going to give me a ride home. We went out to his van and I actually got in it. On the way he said he felt like he at least had to buy me a six pack for my troubles and pulled into the local convenience store. He had me go in to pick out what I wanted and we went right to the case to pick it out. He was telling me how I had to feel bad that ‘doing’ three dudes was only getting me a six pack, and I almost laughed to myself over his understating the facts.

As we waited at the counter to pay for the beer, three guys and a girl came into the store and I saw they were from the party earlier where all this had started. The girl noticed me first and grabbed the arm of the guy standing closest to her as she pointed my way. Immediately afterwards they saw Rock standing in front of me and the guy pointed at him. It was obvious what they were talking about and I wanted to slither away. Here I was still in the Jack costume with the makeup that Amber had put on me smeared all over my face, standing next to the man that had very publicly abused me an hour earlier. As Rock turned around after getting his change, he handed me the beer and saw me staring at the group of teens. They were essentially all staring at us while debating why I was still with my abuser. Their giddiness spoke volumes as to what they were saying. Rock looked back at me and saw how disturbed I was over the situation and looked like a pit bull when he began leaving the store with me right behind him. He stopped at the group still by the door and stared them all down. Finally, they didn’t seem so willing to laugh or make any smart remarks. I thought he would just move on, but instead he reached out and grabbed the face of the biggest guy there and squeezed it hard enough in one hand that he couldn’t move away.

“You got a pretty face boy. Why don’t you come with me and I’ll show you how to put it to good use.”

The fear in the girl’s face over what that meant to who I decided was her boyfriend washed away her smugness in a split second. The two other guys stepped back as if to say they wanted no involvement with this mess any more. Rock pushed the guy backwards by his face and led the way out of the store. I was glad that Rock took the effort to show them that what had happened to me could have been done to anyone. At least they might think a little differently about how much choice I had in this whole mess.

In the van Rock looked at me and said, “I guess in such a small town that you’re going to have a lot of that. I know you don’t believe it kid, but I never really wanted that to happen. I was just fucking horny from what that bitch of yours got started and it all got out of hand. But I can’t turn time back.” He put the van in gear and asked me for directions to my house.

All the way there I was telling him that I was going to have to leave town because I could never expect to live down what they had done to me. Rock genuinely felt sorry for the outcome. I knew he was right about Amber being the cause of all my problems and couldn’t call her a bitch often enough. When we got to my apartment, Rock stopped me from exiting and pulled his wallet out. He took out two hundred dollar bills and said that it was the least he could do to help me find a new place to live. I really needed the money, but I still had a smidgeon of pride left that made me tell him I didn’t want it. Just then I saw a car pull up across the street and saw Amber hopping out. She and a couple of guys ran to my front door and began banging on it wildly. Another guy and girl got out and stood by the car watching them hooting and hollowing for me to come out. I knew why they were there and my jaw started trembling from the embarrassment I knew I would face if I got out. Rock saw the same thing I did and said, “What a bitch she is. At least what I did was out of hormones, she’s just fucking evil.”

I was about to ask Rock to drop me off a few blocks away when he put the van in gear and drove away on his own. I told him I’d get out down the road, but he told me I was coming with him. I really didn’t like that idea, but he gave me no choice. He drove us back to his motel and we sat there as he told me that he wasn’t just going to dump me off in the middle of a town full of assholes that would be out to harass me to no end. “You’re staying here with me tonight and in the morning I’ll take you back to get some of your stuff and give you a lift wherever you want to go.”

I tried refusing the offer, but he made it clear that he wasn’t going to accept anything less. It seemed nice that the guy that had so brutally used me just a while ago was now my self-appointed protector, but that didn’t mean I trusted him in the least. When he brought up where I thought I could go the way I was dressed, it made good sense to at least clean up a little before going out on my own. I followed him back into his room and stared at the spot where Dave had sodomized me and lowered my head. Rock told me to get cleaned up and said he would go get me some clean clothes from the office. He figured they would have a lost and found that he could loot and that sounded good to me.

I went into the bathroom and washed the makeup off my face. It wasn’t easy with just soap and water, and all the time I looked at the stupid costume in the mirror that I had allowed Amber to dress me in out of my love for her. Talk about misplaced trust! I heard Rock come back in the room and went out to grab the stuff he had brought back. It was the most normal looking clothing I could imagine, a tee shirt and jeans. He also brought in the beer and popped a top off one of them and offered it to me. I needed one bad and began hitting off it. I told him that after I dressed that I would be going, but he told me that wasn’t going to happen. I couldn’t tell if he was trying to protect me again or set me up for something more dubious. I guessed he was sorrowful enough to prevent him from heaping anything more on me and finally agreed.

Over the next hour we drank the beer and talked about the entire events of the night. It was embarrassing at times, but enlightening as well. I decided to finally get the hell out of this damn costume and went into the bathroom to change. Just as I got down to my underwear, the door opened and Rock leaned against the door jamb with the look of a guy a little too drunk to be watching over an already once victim. I sheepishly turned around and could tell something bad had entered his mind. I knew he had already been drinking well before coming to the party earlier and wondered just what kind of a drunk he might be.

“You know, I was telling you the truth earlier. That’s just the way it is – it’s the responsibility of the weaker to take care of the strong.” I turned to try to get a take on his demeanor and didn’t like what I saw. He grabbed the pants out of my hand that I was just about to put on and threw them on the floor. Then he grabbed me by my arm and dragged me into the main room again and pushed my down on the bed. He sat on the other one and said we had to talk a little more. I was extremely worried at this point and pushed away from the edge of the bed to get some distance between us.

The talk became sexual in nature very quickly and I began telling him that I wanted to leave. He told me that he had been sizing me up and knew I really needed to learn something first. When I asked him what he thought I needed to learn, he got up and came over to sit down next to me. He quickly wrapped his arm around me to keep me from moving away and said, “I think you need to learn your place in life,” and as he grabbed his crotch, he went on to say, “And I think I need to get taking care of again.”

I tried pulling away, but I wasn’t use to drinking and even saw my attempt as less than coordinated. His hand went to my crotch and in a very demeaning way he began feeling me up. I tried pushing his hand off me, but he just kept working at me until he got the involuntary reaction of giving me a hardon. He forced his hand into my jockey shorts and fondled me like I was a little kid as he began telling me how even my boner showed me to be the smaller and weaker. I reminded him of what he had done to me earlier and how bad that had turned out, but he told me that now there was no audience to embarrass me.

“Besides kid, your good at it and already did it three times tonight. Once more ain’t gonna kill you.”

I now knew for sure what he wanted and began pleading for him not to make me do that again, but he began unsnapping his pants as he held me tight under his arm and I began freaking out all over again. He stood up and pushed his pants to the floor while leering at me. He pushed his underwear off and stood up again. The one thing I noticed for sure was his physique and knew I didn’t stand a chance at fighting him off. In a flash he grabbed my legs and pulled me towards him. Just as quickly, he snatched my jockeys and it became a fight for me to keep them on. When he had them low enough to expose me, he grabbed me right by my balls and that made me freeze to keep from getting hurt.

“It’s like this kid. Go along with the program and everything’s gonna be okay. You know it’s not gonna kill you, so you might as well get it over with, right?”

I shook my head, but his grip on me tightened in a threatening display until I had no choice but to eventually spit out, “Okay, okay… I’ll do it. But you have to promise to let me go afterwards.”

Rock finally released his grip on my balls and yanked me by my legs to the edge of the bed. His cock was bobbing a foot in front of my face and he placed his hands on his hips. I looked between his drunken face and his cock several times, and finally reached out and grabbed onto his shaft. I started working it up and down a few times and begged, “Can’t I just… jerk you off?”

“That’s a good way to start it off, but there’s nothing better than the feel of lips going up and down a guy’s tool.”

I continued working his organ hoping that I could get him to cum before I needed to use my mouth, but something weird came over me. I felt him getting harder and bigger as I worked his cock with my hand. It also got hot enough so I could feel the heat radiating from him. I looked between his smug face showing his approval of my somewhat voluntary actions and the cock in my hand, and decided that maybe he had been right about something. Maybe the natural order of things was that it was my place as the smaller guy, to be doing this. If nothing else, there were no onlookers to disparage me, and my own state of mind for sex that his hands on my crotch had started was working against my better judgment. I looked up at him one more time and found myself leaning forward to take his cock into my mouth.

Rock let out a long, low moan of approval and his hands went to the back of my head to guide my motion. “I knew you would give in. No one’s looking, so just enjoy yourself.” He started slowly trying to gag me, and I realized that my gagging was his clue as to how much of him I could take. After doing that to me several times, I heard my gagging turn almost into a moan of my own. I hadn’t meant it that way, but that was the way it sounded. It caused Rock to start on a verbal rant over my participation. “You see, there’s nothing wrong in being a cocksucker. It’s just something you don’t want all your friends to know. But you’re really good at this.”

As he continued using my head like a melon, I thought about his words and realized that this wasn’t really anything much different than giving a girl a good pussy licking, except that it didn’t smell as bad and was with a guy. I had never thought much about doing anything with another guy, but at least this wasn’t something that I had started on my own or would be spread all over town. I reached up and for the first time tonight for a much different reason, I grabbed his balls and fondled them. I had done that last time to speed things up, but this time it was to just feel them. I thought about how they were making his semen right now, and then, how it was my actions that were really the impetus working them into their task. I rested my other hand on his leg and leaned lower for him to have a better aim into me.

My actions told him that he had won me over and pulled me forward until I was on my knees, without ever taking his cock from my mouth. At one point he pushed on the top of my head as he pulled back and told me to bathe his balls. My reluctance had waned enough so I just did as he told me and switched my hand from his balls to his shaft to keep it working while I ran my tongue all around his sack. I even sucked them into my mouth one at a time and was amazed at how erotic it felt working to make this man feel good. I came to the conclusion that that was what sex was after all, making the other person feel good – to the point that you forced their body to do something at your behest. That thought sort of made me feel good about what I was doing, but I still knew I wouldn’t be doing this at all if it were my choice.

I guess Rock thought I was ready for something even more depraved and suddenly he reached down, wrapped his arms around me, and flipped me head-over-heels to plop me down on the bed with my head landing right below his cock. I saw what he wanted to do to me, and as he fell over me, I opened my mouth and allowed him to use his hand to put his cock back into my mouth. The feeling was much like Walker had done to me in the back of the van earlier, but the aim of his appendage made me nervous as to whether I could stop just how far he stuck it into my mouth. I soon realized that in this position three things happened; I couldn’t really stop how deep he went which left me at his mercy, Rock seemed to up his threshold of desire to get off, and I had somehow submitted to his perverse desire to use another guy for nothing more than the availability of his mouth.

I was struggling to learn how to relax with all these new elements then I felt his hands wrapping around my own cock and began jerking me off. It was a little rough to say the least, but it worked me into a sexual lust of my own. The more he played with me, the more I wanted to help him get off. I saw that he was getting right into gagging me again and decided it was because of how good it felt. That made me think about the ending moments and how he was most certainly going to cum in my mouth again. I remembered the terror that left me in as Dave had forced himself on me, but this time was so much different. Rock had seemingly seduced me into wanting to be the one that could make him cum, thus giving him the pleasure every man craves from puberty. The more I thought about the sick thing I was doing, the closer I was coming to getting off myself.

Rock was making me froth so much that it began leaking out from around his humping of my face and began running down my face. I pushed back trying to make it miss my eyes by hanging my head off the edge of the bed, but all that really did was align his cock even more to my throat. That pleased Rock into a new frenzy as he went at me harder and faster. I arched my back because he was going a little too hard on my own cock, and then I heard him beginning to grunt in that way before each of them had cum before. I prepared for the mouthful of cum I knew was coming and that had the effect of bringing me to the edge of cumming myself. Just as I was about to shoot, he suddenly half stood up and put his hands on my chest as he fucked my face the hardest yet. I tried putting my hands between us to stop how deep he was going as one spurt leaked out of me. I wanted to cum in the worse way, but he stopped just short of working me into a full ejaculation. That was when he took that final push that let me know he was cumming. I could feel his sperm surging into my throat and for a second tried getting away from it, but instead I stopped fighting him since his thrusts had ended and held still for him as I had learned to do to make things easier on me.

I think the thing that really bothered me the most was knowing that I was being used once again in the most vile way any guy could imagine, unless of course if he were gay. The other thing that bothered me was that as I heard him grunting and groaning through emptying his balls, I felt… somehow… good about having satisfied this guy’s animalistic need for me. When he pulled his cock from my mouth, I sat up and realized the only thing I could do to clear my throat to get badly needed air was to swallow first to clear my throat.

The look of satisfaction on Rock’s face caused something incredible to happen in my head. I didn’t swear at him this time for what he had done, but instead just sat there watching him. Suddenly, I wasn’t at all afraid of him. He plopped backwards onto the other bed and I could see he was breathless over his excursion. I knew that I was safe again and even if I weren’t, I didn’t really seem to care. He hadn’t really hurt me - he had just used me as he had talked about earlier. There wasn’t anyone watching my emasculation, so it didn’t seem to come into play since the only other person to know what I had been used for was the one guy that had nothing negative to say about it. I watched as his exhaustion caused him to fall asleep and wondered where this all left me.

There was nothing stopping me from sneaking off into the night, but the fear of knowing that Amber was most likely still leading a posse of fuck-heads around town looking for me told me I was as safe here as anywhere. I eventually got up and shut off the lights and went back to my bed. I pulled on my underwear and as I lay there in the darkness, I debated whether I should quietly finish getting myself off, but as I toyed with myself and that idea, I somehow already seemed personally satisfied. It was like knowing I had gotten Rock off, I had gotten my self off at the same time. I fell asleep with my hand holding my flaccid cock.

I awoke to a jostling of my bed and bolted upright.

“That was a great night kid. I guess you know a little more about yourself today than you did yesterday? You feel okay?”

I nodded my head and began remembering everything. I became sheepish as it all came back to me and I went to the bathroom to get cleaned up and dressed. When I came back out, Rock was putting his pants on and staring at me.

He began speaking in a way that was a little unsettling, but with such certainty that I didn’t really resist his statements. “I’ve decided that I’m not going to drop you off someplace where you don’t know anyone. You’re going to stay with me for a while and I’ll take care of things. Our job here ended yesterday, so I’m heading home and you’re going with me.”

It came to mind that Dave and Walker probably lived close to him and I didn’t want any part of them, but he told me that he lived over sixty miles from them. He also told me that he wouldn’t let them bother me anyway. I walked over to the TV to check the weather channel and he added almost as a second thought, “But that doesn’t mean I won’t.”

I knew full well what that meant, yet I knew that without ever agreeing to it verbally, that my body language had to tell him that I wasn’t going to fight what he had just said was going to happen. We drove back to my place and I packed up a bunch of things, and after loading it in the van, we headed for his house over six hundred miles away. I looked out the window at all the familiar sights passing by and wondered just what I was getting myself into. I looked his way and knew that at least I was in good hands in learning about a new way of life. I still didn’t feel gay, but I did know I wasn’t worried about it anymore.

Dave, walker, rock , gregg (dex)