Work was no longer any type of escape from my torment. Before I had started taking cocksucking lessons from Mike, I was able to have some semblance of a normal life while I was at work. That was gone now. Mike was there, and the mere sight of him reminded me of my situation. I had some normalcy when I was driving or doing the grocery shopping, but that wasn't a lot of time. And grocery shopping was a constant reminder of why I was doing it.
Mike seemed to really enjoy teasing me at work. I would catch him smirking at me, and sometimes he would grab his crotch. No one but I would notice, and it would fill me with dread and shame.
Thursday turned out to be much worse than I could have dreamed. First I ran into Mike in the bathroom. He was taking a piss when I came in. He saw me and gave me a shit-eating grin. He finished and turned to me, his dick out. "Get on your knees, faggot."
"Yes, sir." I got down in front of him.
"Kiss it."
"Yes, sir." I kissed the tip of his cock. Mike laughed, zipped up and went to wash his hands. He left me there until he went to the door.
"You can get up now." He said as he went out. I was humiliated. Mike had been threatening to use me at work, and now he had. No one saw us, but I was frightened that this wasn't the end of it. Now he really had a taste of it, and I was sure he'd be doing more to me. Rather than just teasing me, he would be using me.
After work, I was at his place taking a lesson. Today was deep throating, and I was having to force my head down on his prick and gag myself. Mike found it amusing, and was laying back laughing at me.
"What the fuck?" I heard a new voice and my guts turned to ice. I froze.
Mike slapped me on the back of the head. "Keep going bitch." I went back to gagging myself. "I'm giving cocksucking lessons."
The new voice replied "I can see you getting blown. So you're a teacher now?"
"Dude, you know I know my way around a cock. This is one of the assholes from work. Turns out he's an owned slave, could have knocked me over with that. His owner decided he needed to learn how to suck cock, so I'm teaching."
"He's just choking now."
"Yeah, he's a slow learner. I've decided he has to learn how to shove it down his throat if he can't make a dick feel good." Mike hit the back of my head again. "Get up and show Jim your helicopter, bitch."
"Yes, sir." I said as I pulled my mouth off his dick, getting up and putting my hands behind my head and spinning my hard dick around.
Jim flopped down on the couch next to Mike, both laughing at my performance. I was mortified that yet another man was watching me degrade myself. How many guys would be seeing, and using me?
"How long will he keep that up?" Jim asked.
"As long as I want him to. It's great. I can make him do anything. Watch this. Bitch, bend over and show my roommate your pussy."
"Yes, sir." I turned around, bent over and spread my cheeks. My face turned red and I had to gather strength to keep from crying.
Jim laughed. "He's respectful."
"Yeah, his master says he has to do anything I tell him. I can even fuck him whenever I want." Mike said.
"Damn, I could use a fuck." Jim got a wicked smile on his face. He certainly wasn't waiting around. Was I such an easy target?
"Go right ahead. We'll make it part of the lesson. He'll force his throat on my dick while you fuck him. We'll see how well he does while getting plowed. Bitch, get back on my dick."
"Yes, sir." I turned around and got back on my knees, only to be slapped across the face.
"Stupid faggot. Get up so Jim can fuck you easily."
"Sorry, sir. Yes, sir." I got up, bracing my arms against the couch as I started to force his prick painfully down my throat. Jim didn't wait, but quickly pulled his pants down, spit on his dick, and just shoved in like I was some sort of fleshlight. I screamed as the force of his thrust pushed me further down Mike's cock, gagging me worse than I had been doing myself. It felt like Jim was tearing my ass open, he must be really hung.
Besides my recent forced watching of gay porn, my experience in seeing guys' dicks was all from the gym. I had figured I was on the larger side, so why was I getting plowed by such big dicks? If I was going to be used by anyone Chris wanted, why couldn't at least one of them be small.
Mike and Jim were laughing at me. How did I fall so far to get a couple of kids using me for their amusement? I was gagging out spit and couldn't control my dives onto Mike's dick, since Jim was pushing into my ass like he hated me. It felt like a cluster fuck. I was getting heavily pounded while I was trying to obey my orders to force down on Mike, but the fucking kept throwing me off rhythm. My knees almost felt like buckling and I was worried I would fall down with the abuse.
Mike slapped my head again. "Do a better job you piece of shit."
Jim added in by slapping my ass. "Yeah, clench that pussy." I had to try, since I had to obey orders. I wasn't sure how to do this, but I gave it a shot. How much of a slut was I becoming?
I felt all the inches Jim had as he kept fucking me. I felt all the inches Mike had as I shoved them down my throat. My ass and throat were stretched. I had nearly two feet of cock in me treating me like a sex toy. My arms were wearing out. These guys just kept going, not being in any rush to finish using me. They were laughing and making comments of how worthless I was. Not able to suck cock, not able to clench my pussy.
My body felt battered, I don't know if it would have been worse if they were just hitting me. I was spitting up phleam like crazy, tears forced out of my eyes, sweat pouring off my body. More and more dick was going in me. My life was dick now, I was degraded beyond belief. I was an object, a cumdump. Damn, my mind was spiralling down. I had been forced to beg to cum, and now I was being a tool for a couple of guys who were shoving their dicks in me like I was a cheap bitch. All of this was Chris's fault. I hated him, like I was hating my life now. And Mike and Jim. I think I hated everyone. But there was no way out of this. I had never been able to think of any way out of this mess.
Jim pushed hard and kept going, forcing me deep into Mike's pubes. Once he had me there, he just moved back and forth, grinding me against Mike's junk. This sent them both into new peals of laughter. How long had they been doing this to me? I had lost track of time, but my weary body told me it was quite a while. They had some stamina. You would think getting to use me like this would make them pop off quickly, but they were not in any rush. My legs were shaking. And my arms. I don't know how much longer I could have gone on when Jim let out a roar and stayed deep in my ass as he unloaded his cum into my body. That finally sent Mike over the edge and he came in my mouth, pulling my head down to force it deep into my stomach.
When they pulled out, I fell to the floor, trying to catch my breath. As soon as I had a bit of control, I crawled up and went to clean off Mike. I had orders to always clean up my men, and I had to lick his cock, balls, and around his legs to clean up the mess I had made.
Jim went "Holy fuck, what a cheap bitch."
"Yeah, he's worthless, but obedient. He's got a lot of learning to do in order to please a real man." Mike liked insulting me as well.
"Fag needs a lot of teaching." Jim said.
"He sure does, I've been doing this all week, and he's barely made any progress." Mike replied.
"So he's a stupid slut who can't even do his damn job." Jim said. I was licking under Mike's balls going after some spit that had drooled down there.
"True. You should see him at work. Used to be all cocky, now he's on his fucking knees before a real man. Every time he sees me at work he goes red knowing he's got my babymakers in him. It's great to watch. I get to play with him like that all day." Mike told his friend. I knew he was messing with me.
I finished cleaning up Mike, and went to Jim. I started licking his junk to clean him up and he laughed at me again. "This is some service. Getting cleaned up by the whore."
"His owner has trained him pretty well, but didn't want to take the time to get cocksucking down. I'd guess he just got tired of all the work. The fag is such a piece of shit he must be worn out making him into something of any value." Mike kept insulting me.
"So you're doing the world a favor." Jim said.
"You bet. When I'm done with him, he'll be able to get anyone off with just his mouth. It'll be his true calling in life. Down on his knees taking dick after dick 24/7." Mike laughed. I thought what a hell that would be. Not that my current life wasn't hell.
I finished cleaning up Jim and leaned back. Jim was about Mike's age. A bit thin, but with some muscles.
"OK fucker, pay me and get out." Mike hit the back of my head again. He loved doing that.
