Truck Stop Slave Ch 01

Note: This story contains elements of non consent, reader direction is advised.

The summer after I graduated high school I was traveling across the country to visit my new college. It felt good to finally have some freedom, a new chapter in my life was beginning. I had saved up for years to buy a car and it was practically falling apart, but it was mine.

After driving for hours late into the night I decided to stop for a break. There weren't many options in the middle of nowhere at 2am in the morning. I finally found a truck stop gas station. Several rigs were parked in the lot with their engines idling, but I didn't see anyone in the parking lot.

*They must all be sleeping in their cabs*

I pulled on the door to the gas station, but it was locked. All the lights were on, and the sign said "Open". I looked inside but it was empty. I really had to take a piss. After looking around, I decided to go around back and pee behind the building. As I rounded the corner I heard a couple men laughing and grunting. A group of men were standing around a picnic table. A man in his early 20s was completely naked and strapped down to the table on his back. His mouth was gagged with duct tape and two men were holding his legs in the air so his ass was exposed. He had a slender build and his body was completely hairless. The others watched and cheered as an older man was thrusting his cock into this poor guy's ass. The older man had a muscular build with a hairy chest.

The scene shocked me and for a moment I just stood and watched. After coming to my senses, I hid behind a dumpster and continued to watch. I had watched porn before, even gay porn once out of curiosity. I didn't consider myself gay, I liked girls but I was unexperienced. I had sex once with my high school girlfriend and it had been a fumbling mess that only lasted a few minutes. This scene was like nothing I had ever seen in porn. I couldn't help but watch.

The older man grunted loudly and thrust as deep as he could and held himself there while the bystanders cheered. When he pulled his cock out, the twink's asshole was gaping and cum dripped down his crack. As soon as he stepped away, one of the bystander's took his place. The new guy was middle aged and balding with a short, thick cock. He grabbed his cock and wiped up the cum dripping out of the twink's ass and stroked himself with it. The twink tried to struggle but the others held his legs tight and his ass was filled again.

*Is he being held against his will? I don't think he's enjoying that...*

My feelings were conflicted - should I call for help? Every instinct told me that this was wrong and this guy needed help. There was a pit in my stomach as I felt my cock stiffen. Soon I was rock hard. My heart was pounding and despite my instinct to flee, I reached into my jeans and pulled out my cock. My dick was pretty average, about 5 inches long and circumcised. The few girls that had seen it didn't seem terribly impressed, but they didn't seem disappointed either. I stroked myself and watched as the group of men took turns fucking the twink strapped to the table. None of the men used condoms and they all finished inside him. It didn't seem to bother any of them that each man before them had cum in his ass, they looked like they enjoyed it. The last man stepped up for his turn, he was a 6 foot tall black man with the biggest cock I had ever seen. He spoke to the older, hairy guy. "Daryl, clean this bitch up for me!" Daryl stepped forward and knelt down in front of the twink. He started licking his asshole.

*Oh my god, he's eating the cum out of his ass!*

I gripped my cock tightly and stroked furiously. I let out a small moan as I shot my load onto the ground in front of me. In my lust I didn't hear the footsteps behind me. "Enjoying the show, boy?" Before I had time to react, strong arms grabbed me from behind and held a cloth to my face. A pungent chemical smell filled my nostrils and everything went black.

My head was swimming and it felt like I was moving in slow motion. *What a wild dream..* I tried to push myself up and fell back down onto my chest as I realized my hands and feet were bound. My vision was blurred and doubled, but I could see thick leather straps that were tightly binding my wrists and legs. Thick chains were attached to the straps. I had hardly any range of motion, I was bound in place on some type of bench that kept me on all fours. "Help! Somebody help me!" A door swung open behind me. I lifted my head up and saw that I was in some kind of camper or RV.

"Finally awake boy? You think that show was free? You some kind of pervert?" The man stepped up behind me and I tried to turn my head to see. I realized that I was also collared by the neck and another thick chain held me in place. I let out a yell of panic as the reality set in - I was completely trapped with no way to escape.