It was supposed to be just a normal hookup with a guy I had met on Grindr; not an unusual interaction for me. We had chatted for a few days before he finally gave me his address and offered a night of fun. By then I had fallen for his confident and charismatic nature. The way he almost effortlessly flirted and pulled at every string I had to get me riled up and excited. His pics showed rippling chest muscles, a buzz cut, and a large bulge in tight shorts that made me drool in more places than one.
I arrived at his place late, maybe around 10 or so. The mix of excitement and nerves had my heart pounding before I even got to the door. I knocked and he answered shirtless, his pecks staring at me eye level. I froze, spell bound by his chiseled body. He had an after-shower glow and I could smell the soap he had used. It was intoxicating.
Shaking myself, I looked up into his face. He had been watching me, letting me soak him all in while taking pleasure in my adoration. I blushed and stammered a hello before he silently grabbed me by the wrist and guided me to his room.
Sliding his sweatpants off, his cock flexed against his briefs, already hard for me. Eagerly I ran my hand up and down the bulge, feeling the shape of him through the fabric. Pulling me close, he pulled off my shirt and guided my pants and underwear down. I pulled everything off me and stood there, naked in front of him, exposed and vulnerable. I looked away as he gazed up and down at me, eyeing me hungrily. Embarrassed, my arms crossed against my chest and I shuffled a little. This was always my least favorite part.
Thankfully, he soon pulled me into him tight, sliding a hand down my stomach to my crotch. I rested my head in the crook of his neck as he slid a few fingers inside me, making me moan and pant into him. My hands gripped his shoulders and my legs began to shake, despite him only teasing me for a minute. He was warm and soft, one arm wrapped around my back and the other inside me. I inhaled his fresh scent, his natural musk lingering under the soap smell. Instantly I fell for him. He could use me however he wanted because I had already submitted to his whims.
Gently he pulled out and put his hands on my shoulders, guiding me into a kneeling position. I watched, hungrily, as he pulled down his briefs. His cock sprung out like a coiled spring, waving temptingly in front of my face. Smooth shaven and clean, his cock bounced in front of me as I began to drool.
Eagerly I slid my hand around the shaft, feeling every vein under the surface. He was smooth and his skin soft. My tongue wrapped itself around the head gently, savoring the flavor he was already leaking. Steadily I slid more into my mouth, being forced to open my jaw as much as I could to avoid him rubbing against my teeth. Soon he hit the back of my throat and yet he wasn't fully in. There was another inch or so to go before I reached the base. Taking a deep breath and preparing myself, I forced myself down, swallowing more of his cock and feeling my throat stretch around him. Quickly I began to gag and was forced to pull out, panting as I did so. His praise and encouragement filtered in fuzzily to my seduced brain.
Again I repeated this, forcing him deeper into my throat until I could stand it no longer. When I became sore, I moved to licking his balls. They hung low under him, full of the cum that would hopefully be pumped into me. I sucked each ball individually, running my tongue up and down while deeply inhaling his musk. I took care not to be too rough as I gently popped each one into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. He moaned loudly as I did so. I licked every inch of his sack while running my hands up and down his throbbing cock.
Suddenly, he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. He shoved his cock in and I sat there, patiently waiting while he dumped his load in my throat. I could feel his cock twitch in my mouth while he moaned and growled above me. Eventually he stopped cumming and pulled out. I swallowed everything, not letting a drop go to waste. It was bitter and salty, disgusting really, but I loved the feeling of being a good slut. A whore to dump a load into.
Despite just cumming, his cock was still hard. He ordered me up onto the bed and I did, eagerly clambering up and positioning myself on the edge, on my knees with my butt leaning as far back as possible. I could feel myself dripping wet, waiting for him to fill me. He came behind me and placed his hands on my hips, rubbing his cock between my ass cheeks. I moaned for him to fuck me and he chuckled, moving his cock between my thighs. Instead of going in, he began to thigh fuck me, sliding his cock over my pussy lips and wetting himself with my juices. With each slow thrust he slid against my clit and I moaned. After a few minutes of this I was begging, needing him to fill me. My cunt felt empty and leaked from imagining his cock tearing me apart.
Eventually he obliged, sliding into me suddenly. My back arched and I moaned loudly as he pushed all of himself in on the first thrust. It pushed against my cervix and filled me up better than I could have imagined. He started slowly yet I soon began to pant, moaning and groaning like a bitch in heat. I pushed back as hard as I could, trying to get as much in me as possible every time. Suddenly he picked up the pace and I face-planted into the bed, moaning heavily. It only took a few minutes before pressure started to build in me. My legs were shaking and I gripped the bed as an orgasm exploded out of me. I squirted all over him as he continued to pound.
My pussy tightened with the orgasm yet he still thrust himself in faster than ever. I half moaned, half screamed as I could no longer feel my limbs. He drove me forward into the bed now that I couldn't apply force back into him. He slid out as I collapsed forward, now on my stomach. Without pause, he clambered up and straddled me, sliding his cock into my ass as I continued to moan. Grabbing my cheeks he used my ass like a toy, going hard and deep as his weight pinned me to the bed.
To my surprise, he quickly made me cum again, squirting all over the bed once more. As I tightened around his cock, he let out a grunt and began to cum, filling up my ass with his seed. I groaned, content, as my own orgasm died down and I felt him fill me up. This was my place, to be used by men as a cumdump and a toy.
Eventually he pulled out and I slowly crawled forward, reaching the pillow and sliding under the blankets. I hadn't even bothered getting myself cleaned up. I fell asleep with his cum still leaking out of me.
` I awoke to the sound of voices. Sleepily, I opened my eyes. I could see two silhouettes of I assumed men. They were wearing dark clothing and black hoods. More voices drifted from the other side of the bed where I couldn't see.
"You sure about him?" one was asking.
"Oh yeah. This one lives for cock. Was just begging for me to fuck him. He'll be real easy to break in." The voices laughed.
I was on my stomach, listening silently. None of them had realized I was awake yet. I was surprised they couldn't hear my heart pounding. It thrummed in my ears as I realized the danger I was in. I had made a mistake coming to this guy's house. What were these men here for? To rob me? Kidnap me? Were they friends with my hookup?
Suddenly, someone I couldn't see grabbed my wrists and pulled them violently behind my back. I yelped and lurched myself forward, managing to slip out of his grasp. I fell back on my face before sliding my knees under me and jumping up before anyone else could grab me. I leapt off the end of the bed, dashing to the door, ignoring the shouts of men around me. I had almost made it when strong arms grabbed me around my torso and pinned me to him, my arms pressed to my sides. I struggled as much as I could in his grasp, pounding his sides with my fists and attempting to stomp on his feet. A sudden blow to the side of my head stopped everything. Pain and then blackness.
I awoke tied up on the floor. My wrists were bound behind my back and my ankles and thighs were lashed together by tape. A gag was shoved in my mouth and covered with another strip of tape.
It took several minutes before anyone realized I was conscious.
"Yo! Toys awake!" one of them announced gruffly. The clamor died down as several men began to crowd around. They shoved each other out of the way to get a look at me. One of them stepped forward and lifted my upper body off the floor by my hair. My scream was muffled through the gag.
"You ain't gonna like what we do to you, boy," he growled in my face. "You're our toy now, see, and yous gonna be played with by all of us." He grinned with crooked yellow teeth, reeking of cigarettes and booze. He dropped me back on the floor, letting my head bounce. I groaned, when suddenly he kicked my stomach. My breath was knocked out of me and I curled up, wheezing. I closed my eyes in pain and the men laughed at me. Some of them stepped forward to kick me more. I flinched away at each blow as tears streamed down my face. I screamed through the gag but they just laughed.
One of them decided to get more handsy. He grabbed my ass cheek and squeezed it.
