"Truss him," the dwarf replied.
Ryan was guided to lie down on the table he'd seen before. His heart raced as the security guard fastened the leather straps around his arms, holding him in place. One strap crossed his belly at his hip bones, keeping his upper body fastened to the table with his ass at the very edge. The observing crowd hushed as the guard raised Ryan's left leg and placed a strap with a large, metal ring around his knee. Ryan flinched at the intimate touch. Then the guard strapped his ankle to his thigh, just below his groin, and repeated the process with Ryan's right leg. Finally, the guard spread Ryan's legs wide, one at a time, and clipped the rings at his knees to the table. The effect was to spread Ryan like a butterfly on a pin, with his genitals fully exposed, and his ass cheeks held tautly apart. Finding his asshole was not going to be a problem, Ryan thought wryly. Somehow, this position seemed even more humiliating than any of the others he'd seen in the videos. He tried to relax as a wooden box was placed at the end of the table for Marcus to stand on.
On the giant screens, Ryan could see his soon-to-be deflowerer shoving his pants down, exposing his already half-hard manhood, which was stiffening in quick jerks as blood pulsed into it. The dwarf stroked his massive tool with both of his small, stubby hands, as the audience howled its approval. The security guard handed him a giant condom, which he slowly unrolled over his throbbing meat.
Ryan, eyes wide, turned his head and searched the crowd for Melissa. She caught his eye and mouthed, "I love you," and he nodded, a little calmed. The announcer directed a large, stocky man with an open shirt and a thickly furred chest to stand at Ryan's side, facing the stage.
"Start 'im up," instructed the dwarf, and the hairy men bent and took Ryan's soft cock entirely into his mouth. In her seat, Melissa applied a bit more pressure to her slippery clit as she watched her boyfriend's cock engulfed in a man's mouth for the first time. Ryan's hips writhed, and he sighed, realizing that a warm, wet mouth was a warm, wet mouth. He closed his eyes and felt his cock thickening and lengthening under the man's expert ministrations. Marcus Big climbed the steps between Ryan's spread thighs, and Ryan startled as the small man trailed his fingertips between his ass cheeks, lightly brushing his asshole. Involuntarily, he opened his eyes and looked at the screen, seeing the head bent over his now fully erect cock, the pink tongue trailing slowly from tip to base—giving him enough stimulation to keep him hard, but not enough to let him cum.
Marcus Big focused his efforts on Ryan's crinkled, pink hole, deliberately tracing each delicate, lubed bump with a stubby finger, moving in slow circles. Ryan, for his part, was more turned on than he thought he'd be. All of the anal stimulation Melissa had been dealing out for the past couple of weeks was making him crave the feeling of being filled, although he was frankly terrified at the thought of Marcus' enormous size. He groaned out loud when he felt Marcus's soft, wet tongue circling his sensitive asshole, then lapping at it insistently, and even forming into a point and poking inside. Watching himself being rimmed on the giant screen multiplied the feeling.
Ryan's volunteer cocksucker was now running his tongue around the head of his swollen glans, and Marcus squirted a generous amount of lube and wriggled one thick fingertip into his tight hole and ran it around in a circle, just inside the tight ring of protesting muscle. The feeling was incredibly erotic—scraping gently against sensitive nerve endings and patiently stretching him for penetration. The small man continued his circling, finally thrusting the thick finger inside, and then adding a second, and finally a third. He twisted his small hand one way and the other to continue widening Ryan's opening. Finally, it was time.
Melissa held her breath, watching the dwarf hold his huge cock in one small hand, generously lubing the condomed tip with the other, and smearing extra lube on Ryan's vulnerable asshole. Ryan watched the enormous, plum-like, bulbous tip approaching his virgin hole and then brushing intimately against his flesh. His own cock was rigid and leaking clear precum, which was lapped up enthusiastically by the man leaning over him. Marcus applied steady pressure, and Ryan bore down to make the entry easier. Melissa teetered on the edge of a violent orgasm, watching the huge, pale shaft start to penetrate her defenseless boyfriend. The crowd gasped, collectively, as the round head popped through the anal ring and into Ryan's ass.
The cocksucker took Ryan's balls into his mouth and sucked on them, one at a time, as Marcus slowly pushed the length of his engorged manhood into Ryan's virgin rectum, an inch at a time. Ryan felt very stretched and increasingly full. The tip of Marcus's phallus was soft and spongy, and even the shaft was a bit rubbery. It slid into him and filled him fuller than he'd ever been, until the little man was balls deep in his ass. The crowd cheered its approval, and a glance at Melissa found her with her head thrown back, in the throes of a powerful orgasm. He smiled at the sight.
Marcus and the volunteer sucking Ryan's cock established a rhythm. With each deep thrust into Ryan's ass, Ryan's cock was fully engulfed in the man's mouth. In and out. In and out. In and out. The audience started to clap to the rhythm the three men established, yelling, "Make him cum! Make him cum! Make him cum!" Each deep thrust rubbed Ryan's prostate, and he felt pressure building for an orgasm that promised to be bigger than anything he'd ever felt before. He groaned out loud and his nipples tightened. With one, final deep thrust, Marcus pulled his cock out, ripped off the condom, and came in long, white jets on Ryan's chest at the same time that the man sucking Ryan's cock pulled his mouth away and Ryan spurted his own seed onto his belly. The applause was deafening, and Ryan's ears rang from the force of his climax. He was drenched in sweat and cum, exhausted, and limp as a noodle. And his ordeal was over.
Backstage, Ryan's arm around Melissa, Rico handed him a check that would cover a new start—and extracted his promise to never gamble again.
