Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
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The week flew by. The minute I came home from work I jerked off to an issue of Penthouse I had with a letter about a guy who was bi that was forcefully fucked. On Thursday I got home and my mother said Coach called and to call him back. I did and he asked if I was still coming over the next night. I said yeah and told him about the letter I read and he said he would make it come true for me!
My mother wanted to know why the coach called and I said it was about working out at his gym. The next day I came home and nobody was there. Again the enemas but this time I gave myself a beer and vodka one! I held it for 15 minutes, expelled it and was off to see the coach. I had brought a pair of 501 jeans, a jockstrap, and tight t shirt.
Once I got to his house the lights were out but his car was there. I entered into his backdoor and before I could try the lights I felt 2 sets of hands grab me! Before I could say anything a hand covered my mouth and a pillow case over my head. Then my hands tied behind me and a muffled voice tell me if I screamed I would be hurt! I was both scared and excited! They forced me down a flight of stairs and tied my hands now above my head. The pillow case came off but a blindfold in place. All I saw of the men were their bodies but it was so quick I could only hope it was the coach.
Next thing I felt was pinching on my nipples from clothing pins. Before I could complain a gag was put on me. Then they pulled off my pants and once said I must be real slut, ready to be fucked! At this point the alcohol kicked in and my cock was hard in my jockstrap. Then I felt three fingers force in some lube in my ass followed by a butt plug. This was larger and wider than the one I took the week before and it hurt. As he was forcing it in again came a dust mask of poppers! In it went! The burning sensation was there and while I was scared I was also very excited!