I woke up tied to my bed and for some reason I didn't much care.

I felt someone gently slapping my face, I looked up and saw the hottest guy I had ever seen. It took me a second to recognize him as Sammy. He smiled at me, "You with us?"

I nodded, grinning, even as part of me was screaming that something was wrong. I turned my head and felt the entire room tilt like I was in a Batman fight scene. I realized I was drugged and damned if I could find any fucks to give about it. I saw John and Eli standing behind Sammy and damn…they were a good looking family.

"Shit," I muttered, realizing how loopy I was.

"Awwww what's wrong Ace?" Sammy taunted, "Not feeling your best?"

"Why…" I asked, trying to test the bonds, knowing full well there was no way I could break them.

"Why? Why are you tied up? Why are your drugged? All of the above?"

I nodded groggily.

"Because you gave me something special, you gave us all something," he said looking back at his brothers, "You made us realize how much we could all love each other, and we wanted to show our appreciation to you. You know, return the gift."

I struggled at the bonds again and nothing was going to give.

"Eli, you wanna show him how much you appreciate finding your inner slut?"

I saw the soccer jock move onto the bed and take hold of my cock with one hand. He jerked me a couple of times and then started to suck me off slowly. His tongue dancing over my thick cock leisurely, teasingly, it was hard to believe that this kid had been a born again virgin only a week ago. He worked my cock over like a kid with a all day sucker, eliciting moans from me even though I knew this was not going to end with me and a happy ending.

I wanted to focus past the pleasure, try to reason with Sammy somehow but the drugs made Eli's tongue my new best friend and all I could do was buck my hips up into the wanting mouth. He worked my shaft up and down, cradling my balls with his other hand. I was acting like I had never been touched before the way I was going on and on.

Sammy grabbed a hunk of my hair and made me look up at him, "You like that? You like Eli's mouth?"

I nodded with a loopy grin, unable to form a thought outside of my cock.

He gave me an evil look, "Then you'll love John's tongue."

I felt my legs get pulled apart as John lowered him self down and shoved his obscenely large tongue up my ass. I tried to clench my hole closed but with Eli working my dick over like a pro I had no will left to try. I'd been rimmed before by fags I had dominated, making them eat me out was a good punishment to debase guys into knowing they were here to pleasure me, but this was different.

John wasn't trying to bring me pleasure, he had no intention of getting me off. His tongue was forcing it's way up my ass to rape me, to ravage my virgin hole for all time. His hands spread my cheeks wide as he penetrated me over and over again. I screamed as he crushed the walls of my ass with that fucking tongue.

My head thrashed side to side as I realized how John had fucked so many girls with that monster cock of his, he ate them out first. To say his tongue work was impressive would be an understatement, it was long, thick and he was fucking rolling it around in my ass like he owned it. I felt my hips rise up from the bed as I unconsciously tried to shove myself down harder on it. I tried to resist, tried to stop myself but I saw my legs pointed up to the ceiling with my toes curling from every touch his tongue made and knew I was losing this fight.

It felt like a small dick was up in me as John pushed further and further into me, worse my ass was relaxing as I felt myself adjust to having something fucking me. I tried to clench my ass again, a vain attempt to shove the intruder out but it did nothing but drain what little strength I had. This went on for what seemed like forever, Eli sucking my cock right up to the point of no return and John tongue fucking me, making me whimper like a fucking cheerleader on prom night.

Finally Sammy said, "Enough," and his brothers relented. Ei's mouth came off my leaking cock and John removed his tongue out of my quivering ass.

I laid there panting, I could feel myself sweating like a pig as Sammy looked down at me.

"Ask me to fuck you."

I shook my head, "Don't do this."

He just kept smiling, "Have it your way."

He walked away and I heard them talking amongst themselves. Finally Sammy came back, he had a wet rag in his hand. "Ask me to fuck you."

"Never."

He pressed the rag down over my face and I tried to hold my breath but it was no use. I took a deep breath and felt the poppers pull me under fast…

I woke up to moans, loud, needy moans coming from someone who was feeling NO pain. From the way they stuttered it sounded like someone was getting their prostate slammed and each time their joy button was hit their mind skipped a beat and they had to start moaning all over again. I had heard it a million times, I actually got off on it. You dig two fingers up into a cunt and then just watch them twitch and writhe on the bed, begging you to stop and to keep going in the same breath. If you kept it up enough they would break out into a sweat, making your fingers slide into them that much faster, making you stab them all the more, making them cry out even louder.

Just like this guy was doing.

He was loud too, deep voice, throaty moans, this guy was not used to this. The nelly bitches always sounded like a fucking girl getting off but the sound a real man makes as he is being ass fucked, that is a sound like no other. Even delirious on sex, a straight man will try to deny how much he is enjoying it. There is nothing sexier than seeing a fucking butch guy bite his lip to stop from screaming for more as you finger fuck him. The way his whole body tenses up, the eyes clenched shut, because to open them and make eye contact would mean this was really happening, he was really getting prepped to get fucked.

This guy was fighting it though, you could hear it. The grunts and sounds were all strangled, he was stopping himself from really letting go and just screaming for someone to fuck him. He had to know what was coming, the way his entire body reacted to two small fingertips, imagine a whole cock, a whole cock up in you, just crushing it's way through your guts, forcing it's mass into you. The guy would be terrified because he knows getting fucked will hurt, but he is also scared because he knows that he thought that about the fingers at first too.

The voice hiccups a bit and the tone goes higher, oh yeah, someone just got tagged for the first time. Prostates are tricky bitches, everyone knows the general area of them so any idiot can rub around and eventually get lucky. But if you know what you;re doing, you can actually tag the right spot, not around it, not beside it, but you can really hit it, and when you do it's like a fucking reset button in the guy's head. All the doubts, the panic, the worry, it all just goes white and for the briefest of moments, you know what nirvana is like.

"FUCK!" I scream as the finger slides out of my ass.

I opened my eyes and see Sammy looking down at me, "Morning," he says with an evil smile as he jabs two fingers back into me, dragging them over my prostate, making my hips buck upwards and my cock weep precum. My bottom lip is numb as I threaten to bite through it to keep myself from whimpering. His fingertips hit my spot again and I feel my mind blur and hear my own voice call out, "RIGHT THERE!" before I can stop it.

Sammy's chuckle sinks into my brain as I realize how far gone I am. My ass is loosened up, I've been out cold for a good while with his hand up in me. My ass should be burning from his intrusion but instead all I feel are tiny sparks of electricity shooting through me every time he enters me. He hits the spot another three times for good measure, each time I buck upwards, my hard cock throwing precum everywhere as I cry out in carnal ecstasy.

"Tell me to fuck you," Sammy says, fingerfucking me like a pro.

I shake my head, not trusting myself to speak.

He shrugs and I feel his fingers leave my ass, I hate the fact that part of me wants to push back to keep them in me. I take a deep breath, wondering what his new torture is when I feel the head of my vibrator push against my hole. The same vibrator I have used for years to break down the toughest guys I knew The same fucking vibrator that has made grown jocks cry is pushed into me and I try to tense up, a desperate attempt to push it out.

But ,y ass is too loose, I don't have the strength to do anything but hiss as it forces it's way in. Maybe he doesn't know where to put it? Maybe the kid wont know how to use it effectively? There's a chance that he…

He flicks it on and the head begins to vibrate right over my spot, and my eyes fly open as I let out a silent scream, my mouth agape as I feel this piece f plastic make me it's bitch in no time flat. I feel the velcro straps cinch around my thighs as he fastens it off in place, the fucking head of the thing beating it's head against my fucking ass button a million times minute.

"N-no…please…Sammy…pleas…oh fuck…" I try to beg.

"What?" he said putting a hand up to his ear, "Harder?" He turned the remote dial and I feel the head vibrate faster and my screams are thunderous

"FUCK! OH FUCK…FUCK…IT'S…PLEASE…PLEASE…OHHHH FUCKKKK…" I am bucking up and down off the bed, effectively fucking myself on this thing unconsciously.

"There you go," he says softly, "That's what you need right? You like that?"

I shake my head but my fucking moans say otherwise. My cock…motherfucker my cock. If someone as much breathed on it right now I would cum, gallons of fucking spooge everywhere, just from having something up my ass. I try to focus but it's impossible, the feelings inside my ass are too much. I am fighting with every shred of my sanity, but god damn…god damn what a fucking feeling.

"Feel that up in you," he whispers into my ear, "Feel how it fills you, make you whole…that's just plastic. That's just a fucking toy." He pulls away and I feel something warm smack my face. "Imagine this now."

I look over and see his cock, that fucking perfect Parker cock.

It's massive, jutting out of the small strip of pale skin that is surrounded by Sammy's smooth, tanned body. His dirty blond pubes are trimmed and his balls are smooth, looking like a diagram of what an ideal cock should look like. Where John's is bigger, it is obviously bigger. It's too long, off balance, but not Sammy. Sammy's cock is just perfect, over nine inches of prime, Texas meat, attached to the all American, baseball jock that everyone thinks is a fucking angel. A cock that was made to own people, attached to a high school senior who wanted nothing more than to have it worshiped.

"Dude, I can see your pupils dilate just looking at it," he said slapping my face again, "You love this cock don't you?"

I was drugged, I was being fucked by a vibrator and mentally beat. Normally I would have said something snide or try to take the power back but I was exhausted, so all I did was stare at it and nod.

"Open your mouth," he said, moving the head closer.

I didn't suck cock, not as a rule. I mean I would suck it to turn a guy on, or to make them more pliable, but that was on my terms, that was me taking their cock in my hand and then sucking on it. People didn't shove their cocks in my mouth, ever. But as he pushed it towards my closed lips, I felt something in me shiver as I opened my mouth and let him rest his cock on my tongue.

"Feel that," he said and then slapped my forehead, "I didn't say close your mouth! You don't get to suck this yet."

My mouth was watering as I laid there, mouth open, dying to roll my tongue around this boy's cock.

"This could be fucking you right now. Feel that? Feel it's weight? Feel the warmth…"

Our eyes were locked and all I could do was nod slightly.

"You love this cock?"

Another nod.

"Prove it."

I let out a moan as I engulfed his cock with my mouth, The taste of his precum flooded my tastebuds as I rolled my tongue over his fat head the best I could. I did love this cock, if I had this cock I would rule the world, I would make anyone bow at my feet. With this cock I could do anything at all. I loved it, so much. I felt drool slip down my cheek as I struggled to get as much of it in my mouth as possible. It was so fucking big, my jaw ached just trying to get around it. The fact it was so god damned thick…just having it my mouth turned me on more that I thought possible. My ego was lost as I tripped over myself to show him how glorious I thought it was. But it was obvious he didn't want a blow job, at least not a conventional one. He kept pushing into y mouth and now I could feel the thick vein press down on my tongue as his head forced it's way deeper. I gagged at first and he grabbed a hunk of hair, "Relax, breathe through your nose…"

I heard my own words thrown back at me and I felt a wave of rage as I realized I had been debasing myself on this kid's cock. A swell of defiance rose up in me and I felt myself focus for the first time all night. I wasn't a bitch, I wasn't a fucking bottom, I wasn't going…

I began to choke as his cockhead pushed past my tongue and breached my throat. I thrashed but with my arms still tied I couldn't move.

"You can relax and take it or pass out," he said, his cock still pushing down my throat. "Either way, I am going to fuck your throat."

My vision blurred as I felt my air getting cut off. I started to panic but there was nothing I could do, his cock filled my throat and I heard him laugh, "There is it, you almost got it."

Everything was spinning as my air stopped and I felt a huge swell of terror and then nothing…as his cock plunged all the way into my throat. I laid there, not moving he began to really facefuck me with that monster. I was in shock, the lack of air had placed me in a stupor as I felt his massive balls slap my chin. "See. How. Much, Easier. It. Is. When. You. Submit!" he said, accenting each word with a thrust. He pressed his pubes to my nose and I felt his cock swell in my throat as he shot.

"You are going to beg me to fuck you by the end of the night," he declared while cumming, "You are going to crawl to me on all fours and fucking weep to ride my cock."

I wanted to shake my head but I just laid there, letting him dump his first load down my throat. I felt his cock slip out and I gagged and coughed as I drew breath again. He shook his cock and cum splattered over my face, he chuckled and I couldn't figure out why until he said,

"That's a good cunt, lick up my mess…what a good boy."

My tongue stopped as I realized, I had been licking my face, trying to catch any drop of this boygod's nectar.

We locked eyes again and he just gave me a wink.

And then pressed the popper rag over my face again as I screamed.

He was fucking winning.