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I have been reading these stories for some time, and thought it was 
about time that I started to contribute.  The stories I write are either 
actual events that have happened to me, or fantasies I have had at some 
point.  I live in Chicago, and anyone who wishes to contact me can email 
me at chgosex@hotmail.com
I also meet with individuals (guys or girls) and couples to act out 
fantasies. (No charge of course)

Here's the standard warning.  I write about all subjects.  

WARNING 

This text contains material of an explicit and adult nature. If you are 
not
of an legal age to view such text DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER. Sensitive
readers or readers that has religious or moral objections to sexually
explicit material are warned not to read the following text. The author
will not take responsibility for any emotional, psychological, physical 
or
other distress, damage or harm that may be that result of reading this
text. Readers that live in countries where text of an explicit nature is
forbidden read this text at their own discretion and of their own 
accord. 
The following text and characters are fictional and in no way represent 
any
known persons, situations or places. Any similarity to real life is 
purely
co-incidental. The author retains ownership of the following material 
and
grants the reader the right to freely distribute and re-produce the
material as long as there is no profit involved.  If this is put on a 
pay site, please contact me at chgosex@hotmail.com

Cheap Living


I was finally out of California and had decided to move to Chicago.  
Bright dreams of becoming a bartender and opening my own bar eventually 
faded as a series of dead end jobs in sleazy dives ensued for almost six 
months.  Broke, I lost my little apartment and had to live in a cheap 
hotel that let you pay by the week for a discount rate.  It was in a 
very bad neighborhood, and mostly drug addicts and prostitutes used it 
regularly.

However, I found that ex-cons used it frequently too.  I met a couple 
of people here and there, and was constantly talking of needing money to 
get everything going again.  I met a man named Doug who said he could 
help me.

"I'm knocking off a store tomorrow night, if you want to help, half the 
money is yours."

I thought about it all night, and finally decided that this might be 
what it takes for me to get my dream.  I contacted Doug and told him I 
was in.

We met up late in the night and went to the store.  After getting 
inside through the roof, we quickly emptied the safe in the managers 
office of about $6000.  We were on our way out through the back door 
when suddenly a man appeared in the doorway.

"Hey, who are you?" he shouted.  Doug produced a small crowbar from 
beneath his jacket and struck the man in the head quickly.  He fell to 
the ground, blood starting to puddle the floor.  Doug grabbed my arm and 
we fled into the night.


Back at the hotel, Doug was washing his hands to get the blood off.  I 
picked up the crowbar from the dresser to feel it's weight,  Very heavy.

"You think that guy is gonna live?" I asked, hoping beyond belief that 
he would.  "Imean, you didn't hit him that hard did you?"

Doug is an imposing 6'3" and would be mistaken for a linebacker on any 
football team.  Even if he used half his strength, I feared the worst.  
"Well... I'll tell ya, I don't know anyone that could take a blow like 
that and not have their brains scrambled.  Enough of that though.  I 
have to get rid of the crowbar and get the money cleaned before we can 
split it.  Serial numbers are all in a row."  He explained that he would 
have the money changed and would be back later in the day.  Exhausted 
and afraid from our experience, I said fine, and that I would be in my 
room all day.  I didn't expect him to return to split the money, but I 
just wanted the situation to end.


Later that day, I woke up to a knocking at the door.  Doug walked in 
quickly and shut the door behind him.  "I have bad news and worse news 
for ya," he said as he turned on the TV.  The only stations we received 
in the rooms were porno stations.  A girl was blowing two guys at once 
on this channel.

"What's the bad news?" I asked.

"That guy died.  I heard from someone who works near there." I couldn't 
imagine any news worse than this. "Worse news is that you are in some 
big fucking trouble."

"What?"

"You see, you grabbed the crowbar from off the dresser and handled it.  
That means your fingerprints are all over it.  Mine were already wiped 
off, so your's is the only one on there."  He just stood there smiling 
at me.

"What are you talking about?  What do you want?  You already have the 
money."

"Well... in prison, I got used to certain things, things that I liked 
alot.  You're gonna help me relive some good memories for the next week 
or so.  If you play good, I'll give you the crowbar back and you can 
ditch it.  You piss me off, and the crowbar will end up with the cops.  
You don't even know my real name, so you'll be fucked alone.  Try to 
run, and the cops will be after you for life."

He came over to me and punched me hard in the stomach.  I fell to my 
knees, all the air being knocked from my lungs.

"Please, don't, don't hurt me, what do you want?"

He started to unzip his pants. "I want you to have some of this."

He pulled his cock out from his pants.  It was huge, at least 9 inches 
long and 2 inches in diameter.  He put his hand on the back of my head 
and started to guide his prick to my mouth.

"Please, no, please."

"Put it in or you'll be hurting."  I was afraid he may kill me, or just 
turn the crowvbar over to the police, so slowly I put his dick in my 
mouth.  I had never done anything sexual with a man before, and I 
started to gag.  When he felt that, he jammed his cock hard into my 
mouth.  My eyes were watering, and I could hardly concentrate on his 
words.

"Run your fucking tongue over it. Lick the head, you fucking little 
maggot."  I did as he said, running my tongue up and down like it was a 
popsicle.  He told me to use my hand too, so I slowly jagged him off as 
I licked.  I could feel him getting harder and was about to shoot his 
load when he jammed it all the way into my mouth. I felt the head at the 
back of my throat, and he shot his load.  I gagged, which made him jerk 
again.  I could taste the salty fluid in my mouth.  He pulled out 
quickly and shot the remaining cum on my face, his hand never letting go 
of my hair.  Cum dripped out of my mouth as I tried not to swallow it.

"Good boy.  You're gonna be just fine.  I got shit to do, so I'm outta 
here, but I'll be back.  Remember what I said about running and the 
cops."  With that he put his dick back in his pants and left.  I went to 
the bathroom and threw up.


About 1:30 in the morning, I heard a loud knocking on my door.  I went 
to the peephole and saw Doug standing there.  I just stood and hoped he 
thought I was still sleeping, but he kept knocking.  Finally, I heard 
him say, "Guess I'll just drop off the package to the police."  I opened 
the door quickly.

He came in and turned on the porno channel.  I begged again for him not 
to do this, but he just laughed and called me his bitch.  He told me to 
get naked and on the bed.  He took off his pants and positioned himself 
straddling my face.  On my back with his balls in my face, he commanded 
me to lick his asshole, stick my tonuge all the way in.  I rimmed him, 
sliding my tongue in and out of his hole, feeling his balls against my 
nose.  I did it for almost ten minutes before he backed off and put his 
dick in my mouth.  I sucked it like before, but he told me to lick more 
around his head.  My tongue worked it's way around his thick cock, 
licking faster and faster, as my hand jagged him.  He told me he was 
gonna cum, and he wanted it all in my mouth, and to swallow it all.  I 
sucked as much of his huge dick as I could into my mouth.  When he came, 
it was like an explosion. My throat quickly filled with his jism, and I 
had to swallow quickly so I wouldn't gag.  After two more swallows, his 
tool was empty.  He told me to keep sucking, so i kept his cock in my 
mouth while it grew soft.

I laid in bed while he went into the bathroom.  Exhausted from my 
experience, I must have fell asleep.  When I woke at 4:45, he was no 
longer in the room.


I went to have coffee when I woke up at noon, and sat thinking about 
what I could do.  I finally decided it was probably best to just keep 
doing the blowjobs and hoped he gave me the crowbar at the end of the 
week.  After wandering around for the rest of the day (I had left a note 
on my door that I would be gone and would return at 11:00pm), I finally 
arrived back at the hotel.

I went straight to my room and took a shower.  After the shower, I laid 
on the bed naked and waited for him to arrive.  I figured that if I 
could please him by being obedient, maybe this would all end sooner.  A 
knock at my door startled me, and I quickly went to let Doug in.  I was 
almost in shock as Doug walked in, followed by two huge black guys.  I 
stood there naked and very scared as they closed the door and locked it.

"Hey, these are a couple of my friends from the joint, they're gonna be 
joining the festivities tonight."

I was scared to death.  One of the men took a baggie of white powder 
out of his jacket and started to spread it on the table.  The other man 
just kept staring at me, making me more nervous than I already was if 
that is possible.

"Snort some of this, it's the good shit." Doug demanded.  I went over 
to the table and took the small straw given to me.  As I bent over to 
snort the line of coke, the black guy who kept staring at me ran his 
fingers up and down the crack of my ass.

"Man, Doug, this sure is a sweet little thing you got here."  As the 
coke worked it's way through my system, I was told to do two more lines.  
The other guy told him to not let me have anymore, afraid I would 
overdose and ruin their fun.  So there I was, in a room snorting coke 
naked with three guys who looked like the starting line up for the Green 
Bay Packers.  Far away from my great American Dream.

Everything was in a haze.  They manuvered me onto the bed, and I 
watched them strip off their clothes.  A girl was getting gangbanged on 
the porno channel.  I checked out their dicks so I could see what I was 
in store for.  Doug's I was well familar with, so I looked to the black 
guy with the bandanna on his head.  His dick was as big as Doug's, maybe 
half an inch bigger and just as thick.  I turned my head to the right, 
watching trails from the coke, and saw the other man who had been 
staring at me.  I almost gasped when I saw it.  It had to be 13 inches 
long and almost 3 inches thick.  I had never seen one that big even in 
porno's.  My God, it was as big as the leg to a chair!

They started to run their hands over me, grabbing my cock, squeezing my 
balls very hard, pinching my nipples wickedly, and running their hands 
down between my legs to my small asshole.  They took a break and did 
some coke, while passing around a bottle of Jack Daniels.

I must have zoned out, the coke being to much for my system, because 
the next thing I remember, the bandanna guy was sliding his dick into my 
mouth.  I laid flat on my back with my head turned to the side and 
sucked at it.  I licked his black head with the tip of my tongue, and 
used my hand to play with his balls.  I heard Doug start to laugh.

"Hey, check it out, moherfucker's getting hard.  He must like nigger 
dick!"  They all laughed.  My hand moved to my own cock, and it was 
starting to get erect.  I like to think it was the coke, but I started 
to get aroused.  I jagged harder at the black man's cock, putting my 
mouth around it and putting it all the way in my mouth.  Doug came to 
the other side of the bed and knelt above my turned head.

"Suck mine too, bitch. Both at the same time."  I used my hand on the 
bandanna guy, and sucked at Doug's dick.  Both cocks above my face, both 
rock hard.  I found myself strainging my neck to get Doug's cock deeper 
into my mouth, and alternating between his dick and the black one. I put 
them as close as possible and licked both heads at once.  I couldn't 
believe I was actually starting to get turned on by this.  I remember 
thinking that I wanted them to cum on my face.  They kept jabbing their 
dicks into my mouth, and Doug was the first to cum.  The first shot hit 
my straight in the mouth.  I slurped down his cum as the second shot hit 
me on my lips.  This must have got the black guy turned on, because he 
came almost immediately after.  I kept his cock in my mouth while he 
shot, feeling his hot cum burst into my mouth.  I sucked as hard as I 
could and used my tongue on his head.  After about three bursts, his 
orgasm finally ended.

They decided to have some fun humilating me then.  I was fine accpet 
for a few small bruises from where they were grabbing my head and ass, 
so I felt myself lucky.  They made me lean upside down against the wall 
with my back to it, so that my legs were straight up in the air.  They 
bent me over so that my dick was positioned right above my head, and 
commanded me to jag off.  I started jagging myself wondering why I was 
in this position.  Then I saw they wanted me to cum on my own face.  
They spanked my ass hard as I masturbated, and I felt the orgasm coming.  
They saw me start to stiffen, and told me to open my mouth and catch my 
cum.  I did as told, and as I came, the dropplets fell torwards my face.  
About half ended up in my mouth, the other half joined Dougs sperm 
already on my lips and cheeks.  They laid me back down on the bed.

"Hey, Carl, he's all ready for ya man!"

The coke had a definite hold on me, and I was turned on now by what I 
was doing.  I would never had imagined that I would suck a man's cock 
and like it, but I was already wishing that Doug and the bandanna guy 
were hard again.  At least I wasn't being hurt or anything, I thought.

I was worng.  Carl must have been completely wired on the coke.  Doug 
and the bandanna guy pulled me down to the edge of the bed so that I was 
on my back, with my ass slightly hanging over the side, my feet touching 
the ground.  Carl came over, and I started to feel fear as I watched the 
almost 6'6" muscle man come torwards me.

"They were all nice and gentle with ya, but I'm gonna treat ya like the 
bitch whore that you are!"  He climbed on the bed and immediatlely 
jammed his huge black cock in my mouth.  I could feel my lips stretch to 
their limits as his monster dick jabbed in and out of my mouth.  Doug 
and the bandanna held my arms on the bed so that I could try to resist 
in any way.  Carl grabbed my hair and pulled hard, forcing his dick 
deeper into my throat.  My eyes started to tear, and I felt his hand on 
my throat.  He choked me while I was mouth fucked brutally.

Finally, the assault ended and he pulled out of my mouth.  He slapped 
me hard across the face several times while his dismounted my face, and 
grabbed at my dick.  He yanked on it hard, pounding his fist into my 
pelvis when he came down.

"You still loving this little motherfucker?" he yeeled at me as he got 
oof the bed.

"Your gonna love this!"  I felt my legs being lifted and spread.  Fear 
shot through my head as I realized that my anus was in perfect position 
for him, and he was going to put that 13 inch python in my ass.  My legs 
straight in the air and my butt halfway over the edge of the bed, he 
started to work the head of his cock into my ass.  My saliva still 
coated it, and he was able to gethalf of his head into my orifice.  I 
was gasping as he did this, pain shooting thorugh my lower half.  
Suddenly, he lunged forward and buried his cock in me to the hilt.  I 
felt my asshole tear, and could feel blood ooze inbetween my skin and 
his cock.  I started to scream, but Doug covered my mouth.  Carl slammed 
into me quickly and brutally.  My ass tore each time him jammed into me, 
to accomodate his cock.  Doug and the bandanna guy finally let go of my 
arms.  It still hurt, but it was getting better.  Maybe the coke was 
stunting some of the pain now.  As he fucked me, Doug put his cock back 
in my mouth.  I sucked him while I was fucked in my virgin ass, and 
played with bandanna guy's balls.  I'm ashamed of it all, but I started 
to like it alot.  I begged Carl to fuck me harder, I begged Doug to cum 
in my mouth and on my face, and I begged bandanna guy to let me lick his 
asshole.  I was totally out of control, and I couldn't blame the coke 
for all of it.  Carl started to fuck me like a madman.  His strides 
weren't as long now, just quick thrusts that moved his cock about 3 
inches in and out quickly.  I felt him tense, and then the warm gush of 
cum entered my ass.  I kept sucking Doug until he came, swallowing every 
drop.  For the next couple of hours, I was fucked by all three of them 
in the ass, and sucked each off at least twice more.  They even fucked 
me with the Jack Daniels bottle at one point while I blew Carl.

Over the next week, I serviced them daily.  I didn't leave my room once 
for five days.  They brought food and alcohol, and kept me loaded on 
coke.  Several times I would wake to one of them next to me in bed 
fucking my ass, or would come to consiousness with a cock in my mouth.  
They also decided that I was to be shared with all of their friends.  
They brought several others to fuck me, and by the end of the week, my 
ass had been penetrated by at least 25 guys, and I must have blown at 
least 50.  The fourth and fifth days, they even brought in johns and 
told them I was a prostitute that they could do what they wanted with.

I eventually found out that Doug had never wiped his prints from the 
crowbar, so he could never have turned it in.  Better than that, I read 
in the paper one day that the manager of that store didn't die, he just 
suffered a minor cut to the head.  His name was Carl, and I recognized 
the picture.  I had been set up all along.

I knew I could leave at any time I wanted to, bu I actually stayed 
almost two more weeks before I fled.  In that time, I was the whore for 
the hotel.  Anyone who wanted a quick blowjob could come into my room 
and just stick it in my mouth.  The manager of the hotel even came in a 
few times, so he didn't charge me for the room.

After I left, I worked my way across country to New York, mainly by 
hitching rides with truckers and blowing them or letting them fuck my 
ass.  But that's another story.

Any Comments?  Email  -  chgosex@hotmail.com

Plus, I am interested in finding some guys / girls to help me with my 
fantasies.  I am open to anything.  If you are in the Chicago area, 
email me.  I am discreet and disease free.



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