Thank you again to Glodboy16 for editing my story. This story is about forced and reluctant sex. It's a change from my other stories.
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For the last six months I've been running quite a bit and lost close to 35 pounds. I had also been traveling quite a bit for work and sometimes it was just boring to be running on the treadmill in the hotel exercise room. I was staying east of Dayton, Ohio in a suburban area. The area around the hotel looked to be decent. So one night I decided to run outside. The weather was nice and the temperature was cool. It was like hotel row, one hotel after another. The road I was running along was like a service drive that ran behind all the hotels. One hotel I passed had a semi out back and furniture was being loaded into the trailer. As I ran past, for some strange reason the two big guys loading the trailer made eye contact with me. I turned my head and kept running.
So I ran a simple route, two miles out from the hotel and two miles back. As I approached the hotel with the semi-trailer I noticed that the two workers were not around and I thought nothing of it. Just then the two men, the size of mountains, jumped out at me. It kind of shocked me. I pulled my headphones out and asked if I could help them. They both chuckled. One walked behind me and the other stayed in front of me. They both had a very aggressive stance.
The guy in front of me said, "Why don't you follow us."
I replied, "No thanks, just trying to finish my run."
Then the guy that was behind me pushed me towards the other guy and said "No, you will follow us."
I tried to resist and run away but the two guys grabbed me. The guy behind me put me in a headlock. He was big and sweaty. He led me through the bushes, not like I had a choice, towards the semi-trailer. I tried to resist but it was futile. These two guys were pretty big. One was probably 6'4" and 250, very large shoulders; the other was around 6'2", 220, just a solid built guy. They forced me into the trailer that was partially full of furniture from the hotel. As they got in they shut the doors behind them. It was so dark in there I couldn't see a thing. I really started to freak out but had no idea where to go or what to do. I'm wasn't sure what these guys wanted or what they planned to do or why they picked me. Just then a light came on and lit up the trailer. The larger man was standing behind me and it scared me. He grabbed hold of my running shorts and pulled them down. When I run I wear short athletic type underwear. That night I was wearing a pair of light blue ones. They both laughed as they saw my light blue underwear.
The shorter guy said, "I told you he ran a little funny and he was ready for some fun."
I told him, "I'm not sure what you're talking about, but I would just like to leave."
Just then I felt a smack on my ass, really hard. It felt like a board but when I turned around it was just his hand. Holy fuck, it hurt. I protested again, then felt another smack on my ass; it was from the other guy. I went towards him and forgot my shorts were around my ankles and fell to the trailer floor.
They both got a good laugh out of that. I stood up and bent over to pull up my shorts and he just ripped them down again.
I begged, "Please just let me leave. I won't say anything to anyone."
Then the short guy said, "Ron, what do you think, should we let him go?"
The large guy, Ron, said "No, I think we have a live one here. Bill. Look at those sexy legs and that tight little ass. Looks better than my wife's ass." They both started laughing.
"Please," I begged.
Then from behind me I heard Ron say, "Nope, I think you'll work just fine for what we have in mind."
I was really getting scared at this point. I wasn't sure what they had in mind but the talk about my legs and ass really started to freak me out.
Before I could turn around Ron ripped down my light blue underwear to reveal my little cock, tiny from running outside in the cool weather. The sweat and the cool temperatures made me shrink up like I was in a pool. They both laughed at me.
Ron began to tell me how things would be. "You will do what we tell you, if not you'll be sorry. We don't care what you may think you can do afterwards like going to the cops. we're planning on doing you right now because no one will believe that us two big studs would ever fuck a skinny little dick guy like you," he said so matter-of-factly.
As I stood there bare ass naked with my underwear and shorts around my ankles I had nowhere to turn.
Bill reached over and slapped my ass really hard. I jumped and protested, but I fell because of the shorts and underwear around my ankles. They laughed at me again.
As I tried getting up that's when the verbal assault started, calling me every name in the book. Faggot, cock sucker, cum whore, sissy, bitch, slut, cum pig, dick licker, fag, cum dumpster, pencil dick. They called me things that cut to the bone, things I wouldn't call a dog.
I again begged them to let me please leave. I explained to them I was not sure why they picked me, but I was not into whatever they had on their minds, I was not that type of guy.
Bill told me, "Shut the fuck up you little bitch, now!" and he slapped my ass again.
That's when I heard a sound that I dreaded: belt buckles being undone and zippers coming down. I knew this was going to happen and I did not want it to, but I was afraid of getting my ass kicked.
Ron lowered his zipper and reached into his pants and pulled out a cock larger than I had ever seen. I hadn't seen many cocks in my life but his cock was 7 inches long and it wasn't even hard. Soft it looked as thick as a medium sized cucumber. I looked at him from the floor of the trailer. He stood over me waving his large cock and stroking it as he laughed at me with the continued verbal assault. He sat down on one of the dirty old couches that they had pulled out of the hotel and he told me to get up on my knees and get over there and suck his cock.
I tried to resist and move away from him, but I felt a slap on my ass again and this time it was not Bill's hand, it was his belt. Bill's pants were open and his thick cock was hanging out. His cock was not as big as Ron's but it was still much larger than mine. It was hard already when he pulled it out. It was at least 8.5" long. My head was spinning. I couldn't believe where I was. I was in the back of a semi-trailer with dirty old hotel furniture with two big giant cock studs. They told me to make this easy on myself and they would be easy on me. If I didn't listen to them then I would be getting more whacks on the ass with Bill's belt.
Bill grabbed a cushion off one of the couches and tossed it at me and said, "I want you to be comfortable. See how nice we can be?"