By now I had given in to my situation. I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that if I didn't play their games, bad things would happen. And anyway, whatever I didn't give could be taken from me. I'm not a big guy, 5'9", 140 pounds. Either one of these guys could have raped me, working together they could own me like a puppet. As big as their cocks were, I felt like I had made the only choice I could. Pleasuring them with my mouth was humiliating; if they had sodomized me they would have torn me in two.
Rick dropped the leash and quietly opened the door. Like a good little slut I crawled into the darkened room and just as quietly, Rick shut the door. My eyes adjusted to the darkness and I could make out the outline of a bed with a form on it. Sleeping, by the sound of his breath. I didn't know what to do so I crawled over toward the bed and stopped to think at the foot of it.
If I laid on the floor and slept without "pleasuring" their roommate, Rick and Tony might punish me. I knew I had to do something, but I was (until a few hours ago) a straight guy. I assumed they expected me to seduce this sleeping man whom I had never even laid eyes on and I had no idea how to do such a thing. Luckily for me, he must have been a light sleeper, as he soon woke up.
"Hello, is someone there?"
"Um," I stuttered, "Hi, um, your roommates sent me in here and, um..."
"Oh, ok, shhhh, sweetie."
I cringed, this night was never going to end.
He turned on his bedside lamp and I saw that he was much different than his roommates. He was youngish, 19 or so, and slender, not a muscle-jock like Rick or Tony.
"Relax," he said, "it's ok. I'm not like them. How do you feel?"
"Well, I'm tired and I've been raped and humiliated and I guess I feel like shit."
It just gushed out of me, I was so relieved to find a nice guy. I was sure I was going to get raped again and here I was chatting with a nice sweet young guy who didn't seem intent on brutalizing me.
"I bet," he said, "well, if you're tired you can come up here and sleep."
I cringed.
"No no no, don't worry, I'm not gonna force you or anything. I'm just saying I know that floor isn't very comfortable and my bed is big enough for both of us. It's just sleep, sweetie."
The "sweetie" thing bothered me, but not enough to let it keep me from taking him up on his offer. I was dead tired and at this point, the thought of closing my eyes and falling into dreamland was very enticing.
"Ok", I said, "thanks, um, whats your name anyway?"
"I'm Billy."
"Thanks Billy", I said, "I'm-"