Date: Fri, 12 Nov 2010 10:50:46 -0800 (PST)
From: Bert Carley <bert_carley@yahoo.com>
Subject: "Abducted at the Turk Street Baths" - Chapter 3

The following story is fiction. It involves sexually explicit erotic events
between males. If you are offended by such material or are too young, live
where it is not allowed, don't read the story. In the world of this story,
the characters do not always use condoms. Make sure you protect yourself
from disease in the real world by always using a condom. Send comments and
suggestions to the author bert_carley@yahoo.com


Abducted at the Turk Street Baths - Chapter 3

Back to the Turk Street Baths story now! Mikie wrapped his arms around me
and just held on tight as we stood just outside the large opening to the
showers trying to cool down after exiting the Steam Room. We were in full
view of the guys showering. At the time there were only four able hunks
tidying up their hot masculine sex equipment under shower heads.
Rub-a-dub-dub! After we both caught our breath and began to cool down a bit
in the cooler air moving down the corridor, Mikie led my drunken ass into
the shower and began working me over. He had me propped up against the cool
tiles feeding on my nips, pits and licking the sweat off everything he
could reach that was salty and tasty. He always loved my masculine aroma
and the strong taste of my sweaty muscled body. Mikie had always been a Rub
Queen and started frotting on my overheated dripping body juices --
rub-a-dub-dub, rubbing his entire body up against me -- chest, nips, neck
and armpits. We were together as if we were attached and one. It felt
absolutely wonderful in my state of dazed drunken lust. Mikie was kissing
and licking me as he pleasured us in this unconventional manner. This
constant rubbing of our bodies together kept me on the edge of another
juicer.  He eventually turned on a shower head and adjusted the water to
tepid and let it cascaded over us as I just succumbed to the actions my
little oversexed frotting rub queen buddy was delivering. Wasn't long and
he had the two of us all soaped up, sexually excited and I was making an
attempt to get some of his hot ass. I pushed him up against the tiled wall
feeding my dick up his ass trench, nibbling and biting on his neck and
shoulders as I fed him my dick. He squeezed his hot pussy around my
throbbing cock and made it feel like it was where it belonged. Having
fucked Mikie enough times over the years, I knew he was enjoying my salami
as expected and I was definitely in fuck mode and enjoying Mikie's tight
ass when I felt two big soapy paws grasp my ass, spreading my buns and
attempting to push a hot soapy slick finger up inside my ass.

Well, over the years others had tried to gain access to my backdoor
unsuccessfully, but this guy caught me in a heavenly state of drunken lust
up Mikie's ass as my brain was out of service stuck in neutral. Before I
realized what was going on back there he successfully working that single
digit up into my tight virgin hole. By the time his other arm came up
around my neck and held me in place I realized he was much bigger and
stronger than I and he wasn't about to back off. When I looked down at that
arm around my neck I realized it was the color of the night sky. This guy
was not only big and strong, but he was a black guy.  Never had I ever been
with a black guy, nor had I ever been violated down there between my glutes
by a white, let alone a black. You know what they say about black
guys. Well he had me in a locked down compromising position and my efforts
to disengage his finger from my ass were totally futile. As hard as I tried
to pull away he held me in place, my cock still buried in Mikie and this
guy's finger exactly where he wanted it to be. I soon realize that he kept
removing his finger and dipping it in a small plastic vile of white powder
he had attached to a leather strap attached around his other wrist, the one
locked securely around my neck. He continued working that finger with the
white powder in and out of me, poking and rubbing my prostrate until it
almost felt as good as Mikie plowing and squeezing his ass over my stiff
dick. Before long the big guy had two, then three and finally all four
fingers in me spinning and spreading his fingers to open me up for the big
event. Eventually I had to give in to him, especially since it was
beginning to really feel good, a new feeling rushed through my loins, a
warmth inside that I have never experience before. He began to remove his
four fingers and must have been gathering copious amounts of pre-cum from
his weapon, because he kept transferring the warm juice in to my anus with
more powder and working it around, in and out until he had everything as he
wanted. To be truthful, it was beginning to feel good and as good as my own
lustful feeling in fucking Mikie in my still drunken state. My brain quit
flashing the 'Danger, Danger' signal and I began to relax and enjoy the
finger-wave those magic fingers were doing up inside my shit shoot. I
thought, "What is going on here with me?" I tried in vain to drop to my
knees and avoid his persistence, but he held both Mikie and me up against
that wall in the continuous spray of warm water working those fingers in
and out of me, persistently massaging and poking my prostrate until I was
actually moaning with pleasure, something I thought I would never do in
this situation. He obviously had done this successfully many times before
and realized he had me primed, dilating and ready for the main event when I
began moaning and plunging by ass back over his magic fingers. Sure enough!
What I felt next was definitely blunt and much bigger than his four fingers
and just didn't slip easily right into me. On the third attempt to enter
me, he slapped my ass hard, lunged forward and he was aboard as captain of
the ship and in full control of our destination.

The second that huge head penetrated my sphincter muscle and lodged inside
me I thought a red hot branding iron had been shoved up into my bottom. I
lunged and fought desperately for release, all to no avail, as he just
tightened his headlock nearly cutting off my breathing until I settled
down. He was kind enough to lean in and whisper softly to me as he stopped
in that position to let my anus adjust to the massive intrusion.

"Baby, just relax and it be much easier, or we do it the hard way! You be
better soon and it feel real good.  You see!" I realized he had me
overpowered and he was determined to fuck my ass and I couldn't do a damn
thing about it except relax and try to get through this total domination of
my virgin ass. Always having been a confirmed Top, I felt total humiliation
in this new roll, especially in front of Mikie, my bottom pussy-boy. But,
what could I do? Slowly, I tried to relax and concentrate on the warm
feeling I was experiencing with Mikie working himself over my fuck-shaft,
but each time the big guy pushed more of his massive cock into me it was
like I was being split open. One inch at a time seemed to be prolonging the
pain and agony, so I pushed quickly back hard and his shaft sank right in
so I could feel his wiry pubes buried between my buns and his long slab of
ball-meat slap against my own balls and inner thighs. He held me tight in
that position until he felt me relax again. He then began the mating ritual
- slowly at first - in and out, in and out, until I began to feel how good
it felt to have the head of this big dick rubbing and stimulating my
prostrate gland. This was all new, a new pleasure to certainly add to those
I had already mastered and enjoyed over the years with Mikie and others of
his kind -- always playing with bottoms and always watching them worship
me and my big dick as I played the dominant roll with them all. As his
speed increased, so did my pleasure. Being sandwiched between him and Mikie
gave me the feeling of the best of both worlds once the big guy was warmed
up and seriously pounding my ass and driving my woody into Mikie. He got me
really going as I was pounding my dick forward into Mikie's sweet hot ass
and on the backstroke, pounding my hungry ass over that monster dick
massaging my prostrate with every movement it made inside me. This was
going to be remembered as one of the most pleasurable experiences in my
life. I tried not to think and just became a dedicated player enjoying this
new warm feeling up inside.  My mind was trying to analyze and record every
detail of the painful yet pleasurable rush my body was feeling each time
his big dick plunged and raked over my prostrate gland. I just succumbed to
the pounding he was giving both Mikie and me pushed up against the tiled
shower wall and let the big guy take me with him on this wonderful new
cruise ship to a paradise-island.

He whispered, "You so hot en tight Blonde. You feel real fine all turned on
... all warm en sexy inside now Baby! I can tell dis fine white ass be
virgin too. Tonight your life will change forever white boy! You be a
craving big juicy nigger meat from now on, en the more you be gettin, the
more you wantin! I fix you up good tonight boy!" He continued to talk
telling me my ass was fine, made for his big nigger meat and after tonight
I would be craving big, juicy, black meat real soon and forever in search
of more to satisfy my hot tight white ass. I was sandwiched between him and
Mikie and virtually getting raped for the first time. His rough treatment
had both Mikie and me climaxing when he rammed in to me hard, stiffened and
I could feel his hot juices warming my intestines. He didn't release either
of us right away, holding us both in place sniffing my hair and nibbling on
my ear. He finally pulled from me still holding us up against the tiled
wall with his body, turned and walked over to where he had his towel and a
zipper bag with a long shoulder strap hanging off one of the towel pegs. I
watched him pull the vile from around his neck and put it carefully into
the bag, then pull a post-it pad and a pen, scribble something on it and
press it on my towel hanging with Mikie's nearby. He returned to where
Mikie and I were cleaning up, pulled me into his arms and said, "I left my
cubicle location, number 8, penciled on a post-all and stuck it on your
towel. You come by later and knock on my door, as your pussy soon be itchin
bad fir some more dat white powder and this nigger dick!" He jumped back
under a showerhead and cleaned his sweaty body and dick, turned and popped
me on the ass before he dried, grabbed his stuff and left the room. I got a
good look at him as he showered and dried. He was one good looking black
guy, looked like a younger version of how Michael Jordan looks today --
tall, lean but well muscled, dark and handsome, with those big brown eyes,
white teeth and puffy big lips that could suck the juice right out of a
watermelon. Mikie never said a word about my loosing my cherry with such
excitement, nor did I ...he knew better ...mum was the word!

After we cleaned up and dried, Mikie pointed to the stairway across the
corridor to the shower room door.  He led the way up the flight, taking us
to another dimly lit floor. I followed him around through a group of
connected large rooms. One room was tiered and guys were lying out on the
carpeted levels performing every imaginable lustful act of male to male
sex. Another even larger room had like small thin mattresses spread out and
guys were at it there too. Mikie was attracted to one of the guys spread
out on a mat that lured him in shaking his long dick and puckering his lips
at him. Mikie took the bait and joined him. I watched the two entwine for a
few minutes then went on alone exploring further on my own.

The very next alcove I encountered seemed to be totally dark when I looked
through the entrance alcove. I slowly stepped into the darkness and inched
myself forward. I couldn't see a damn thing, so I just stood inside
thinking my eyes would adjust to the darkness before moving forward. They
never did, so I just cautiously continued on into the room and as I slowly
made my way into the bowels of the darkness, I rubbed against sweaty bodies
and hands started to travel all over my body until I was rock hard as guys
fondled me. It wasn't just one guy either, multiple hands and bodies were
pressed against me until a mouth came up from below and was over my dick. I
grabbed him by the ears and face fucked him mercilessly for a few
minutes. He was a great cocksucker. He took my big cock right down his
throat without retching once. Over and over I held his ears and face fucked
him until he had my juicer heading for his stomach.  Who ever he was he had
my vote so I helped him to his feet in the total darkness and said,
"Thanks, that was great!" I remarkably stayed hard and broke that grouping
and made my way further into the darkness of the room until I ran into what
I assumed to be the far wall. I felt around, my hands touching other bodies
until I realized they were seated. I found a spot along the benched wall
and plopped. Another hand was soon feeling my erection. Seconds later a
warm mouth engulfed my cock again and this time, having just cum, I was
able to enjoy without erupting for what seemed like forever. I just let him
suck to his hearts content until he finally must have gotten lock jaw, as
he quit and moved on seeing that I wasn't going to ejaculate. It wasn't
quite normal for me to cum so many times yet stay aroused, especially since
now I definitely had a throbbing sensation going on up inside my ass that
really felt quite awesome. Three more guys took their turns sucking,
licking and nibbling on various parts of my body in total darkness. I just
spread my legs, rested my head and shoulders back against the wall and
enjoyed as a warm feeling spread through my body. All those Black Russians
I had consumed had paralyzed my brain, but certainly hadn't inhibited my
ability to remain a player in total arousal. They sucked and I moaned my
appreciation. Damn I felt absolutely wonderful and sexually charged.

I finally got up and tried to head toward where I had entered. I was
disoriented and couldn't find my way out of this wall of nude sweaty bodies
after being spun and turned a few times as guys tried to stop me in my
tracks when they got a feel of my big hard dick. I finally reached a small
alcove that seemed to lead off to where there was just enough light
filtering in from somewhere above that I could make out the silhouette of
the two guys playing in that area, the first visual since I entered the
blackened room. I stepped into the small ray of light and suddenly a very
dominant and assertive pair of hands grabbed me from the back and pulled me
back into the dark and pushed me face first up against a flat wall surface,
grinding his stiff equipment up and down between my sweaty buns as he
locked his arms around me and pinched my nipples and nipped and sucked on
the back of my neck and shoulders. He was a good six inches taller than
me. I struggled for release, but he held me tight, making it impossible for
me to break away. It wasn't long and he had me totally turned on to his
antics. I found myself pushing my ass back against the long stiffie he had
working up and down the moisture between my buns. I felt back there with
one hand and realized that this guy was dripping cock-snot like crazy and
rapidly forming a real slick between my buns, filling my love canal quite
nicely with a cock much larger than I cared to accommodate inside my no
longer virgin poop- shoot. When he started to whisper sweet nothings in my
ear I realized the big guy had to be a black man.  I moaned, "Oh no, you're
too big for me! Please let me go."

He whispered, "Hell baby I took your cherry ass in the shower en you loved
it! I saw you en your pretty friend again en follow you when you two
split. I be back for seconds Blondie. You just relax those hot buns en I be
real gentle with ya again till ya be begging for more dis big Nigger's
dick. Yo pussy should be feeling real warm, excited en sexy by now wantin
some more dis nigger dick in ya. Relax baby en let daddy make love to ya
like afore. Your white pussy real fine baby, en soon you be gettin just
what ya knows ya want real bad, all excited, hot and juicy! Just relax en
let daddy fix you right up baby!" He fiddled with that vile of power again
covering the ends his fingers and shoved them between my buns. He worked
them around with the pre he had deposited between my buns and worked them
around over my pucker. When he had my winkie all slick and dripping wet, he
slowly worked the slick mass up into me massaging my insides as far as his
long fingers would reach, especially my prostrate. He continued to tweak my
nipples and nibble on my neck and ears, until I just melted like butter in
his big powerful arms. There was no way I wanted to break away now. He was
right! I was now feeling so warm and fine up inside. I totally relaxed and
just let him have his way. The combination of all those Black Russian
highballs and this big guy turning me on had me moaning softly in his
clutches with the same new sexual excitement I felt when he fucked me in
the showers. He knew he had turned me on again with his foreplay
manipulations, ready for what ever he wanted to do with me. I melted into
him as he replaced his magic fingers with that huge drooling anaconda
trouser snake after he dipped it into the white power and began inserting
it up into my anus.

He just kept whispering, licking and nibbling on me as he fed what seemed
like a foot or more of his big dick into my bottom, expanding me to my
limits. The pain shot through my anus just as the big head popped in as
before. From then on, it just kind of felt like something really huge and
fat was lodged in me.  When that big dick passed over my prostrate gland a
surge of sheer pleasure raced through my entire body and my legs turned to
rubber. A sudden surge of warmth and sheer pleasure shot through from my
ass to my brain. I was totally his by now. He grabbed me around the waist
and walked me to the far wall that partially supported me as he slowly
began to work that big hard, but yet comfortably pliable man dick in and
out of me. He put a bottle of something pungent to my nose and told me to
inhale deeply. The stuff was powerful and my ass tightened and went into
overdrive pulsating sliding over and squeezing that huge pole he had lodged
up my ass. My brain rushed and my insides were instantly aflame with a need
he seemed to be satisfying quite well with his huge dick.

As I relaxed further, he increased his speed until he had me throwing my
buns back at him each and every time he pushed into me. Once he had me
whoring on his dick to his liking, he pulled from me, spun me around facing
him. He looked down into my eyes, gave me a big smile and promptly leaned
forward and planted his big wet lip over mine and kissed me long and
hard. He then placed my arms around his neck and lifted me up so my buns
were above his long hard dick. He told me to wrap my legs around his waist
as he pushed my back against the wall again, gave me another big sniff from
that bottle and lowered me slowly over his massive pleasure poker. The head
rush overcame me and I just rode him as he pounded my ass, lifting, rolling
and lowering me over that huge night stick, varying his positions until he
had me reamed out and enjoying every bulging vein that ran the full length
of his cock. My soft moans quickly turned to little grunts; his grunts
turned to soft roars until he let out a big roar like a lion, pushed into
me and froze as I felt eight big shots of hot juicy jizz shoot my guts full
of his ejaculate. On about the third explosion my hard cock shot jizz up
between us both making a hot slippery surface covering both of our
abdomens.  He just held me back against the hard surface of that wall until
we both began to breath normally again. I clung to him like a monkey clings
to his organ grinder even after he lowered my feet to the floor and
steadied me as I slowly got my legs back.

I could hardly whisper, but exclaimed, "What a rush!"

He took my hand and led me back through the dark and through the entrance
alcove, back into the light where I could get a good look at him again and
he could see me as well. He smiled at me after looking me over well, spun
me around a couple of times, spread those big lips showing those beautiful
straight white teeth again. I was in total awe as I looked at this handsome
black Adonis. My insides were aflame wanting to do what ever necessary to
get his dick back in me giving me such pleasure.

He muttered, "Ain't you something else? You be one blond beauty
alright. Let's go take another shower Blonde en clean this goo off; den I
wants to show ya off to my Bro Kobe. I knows he be a wantin to put the dick
to you too Boy!" He popped me on the ass and pushed me along in front of
him guiding me toward the stairs that lead below to the showers. I didn't
even hesitate as he pushed me along the corridor.

My mind finally was catching up with my actions and I thought, "What was I
doing? What is that white stuff that has my ass so excited ...the rush from
what I inhaled? But the guy is so good lookin and HOT!  What the hell! I
can't believe I'm doing this shit! I'm strictly a TOP ...but what he did
makes me feel so good ...I just want a little more of him tonight ...I'll
just go along with him for now and it's back to normal tomorrow ...not a
problem!"

I suddenly stopped in my tracks, hesitated and said, "Wait, I need to tell
my friend Mikie where I'm going so he will know where I am and can find me
later. Say, I don't even know your name either, I'm Sean."

"Sure, we find yo bud en ya tells him you be en my room #8 with ya Nigger
Daddy Jaraald." Off we went back into the big room looking for Mikie. We
found him spooned up on the mat against his well endowed partner's groin in
slow motion action. I got Mikie's attention and whispered, "Room #8,
pointed to Jaraald."  Mikie smiled, nodded and Jaraald squeezed my buns,
wrapped his arm over my shoulder and around my neck and directed me as we
turned and left.

Jaraald gently washed and inspected every square inch of my body, even
cleaning his juices from my dilated anus and where they were running down
my inner thighs. When he had me all clean and tidy, he spread his legs and
instructed me to clean him up good too, especially his cock and balls. The
guy was built like a brick shit house, lanky, but all muscles -- not an
ounce of fat on him. His dick had two large veins running its full length
and of course he was uncircumcised with a foreskin that covered the massive
head and glands leaving just a little show of his piss-slit showing now
that it was flaccid. His balls dangled far below the length of his cock
reminding me of the pendulum on a grandfather clock as they each slapped
back and forth on his inner thighs as he walked. I marveled to myself that
I was able to take something that huge. Where as I have a seven incher that
grows to nine and a half when hard, Jaraald had what looked to be a ten
inch fatty when flaccid that grows more lengthwise to about twelve or more
inches. It expands when it gets hard into a firm but pliable huge black
nightstick looking endowment. Where mine is certainly a grower, his is
definitely a full time shower plus a grower as well and must really snake
down inside his trousers even when it is flaccid when he wears boxers or
goes totally commando. There would be no way he could hide that monster
trouser snake under any clothing. I watched his dick swing from side to
side with the loose ball-sack slapping his inner thighs as I followed him
down the corridor headed for his cubicle. The sight was breathtaking to say
the least and I couldn't keep my eyes off this marvel of nature.  My ass
was a bit sore, but still felt wonderfully warm and still pulsated up
inside like a steady heartbeat wanting to be massaged and probed much more.

Jaraald walked right by room #8 and tapped on the door of room #7 and said,
"I'm back, open up Kobe and take a good look at our new friend." As the
door opened my natural instinct was to step back and survey the situation,
but Jaraald quickly spooned up behind me and pushed me into the small
cubicle with a hefty pelvis jab. "Kobe this be Sean -- ain't he one fine
cracker -- just like I tells ya earlier?" Jaraald stood back blocking the
narrow doorway and most of the light coming in from the hallway as Kobe
flipped on the small light over his bed. He turning me slowly around a
couple of times rubbing his large calloused hands over my body and through
my ruffled blond locks. He looked into my eyes and broke into a full smile
as he pulled me into his arms and gave me a big bear hug, holding me
against him as he ran his nose through my hair sniffing. He smelled
strongly of leather and male pheromones, which gave me a sudden rush. He
too towered over me and was much broader than Jaraald, but not the least
bit fat in any way, just one massive muscle machine. He looked to be a bit
older than Jaraald by at least a few years, but he was one handsome black
dude also with a full head of long corn-rows. I looked down and gazed at
his dick with total shock. It was flaccid, uncircumcised and already nearly
as big around as a beer can and it rested down over his meaty ball sacks at
least eight inches with the foreskin dangling down another inch. It totally
covered his massive cockhead and was the color of the blackest of coal. As
he sniffed my soft fine hair I could feel his dick harden and rub over my
abs until it was stiff and spewing cock-snot across my abdomen.

Kobe said, "Jaraald my boy, Sean definitely one fine Boy -- blond silky
hair, blue eyes, straight white teeth, handsome, high cheek bones, flawless
skin en look at da dick on him ...big for a cracker! He be one beauty
alright. This cracker gots real potential, just like ya say ...real
potential ...just what Sampson says he wantin! Kick da door shut en we get
him started on his way to craving big black nigger daddy's climbing his
bones! Ya, Sampson be real pleased when he sees dis Boy we finds fer him!"
I didn't like what I was hearing, but before I could even respond to Kobe's
last remarks, Jaraald had kicked the door shut and had me in a seriously
tight headlock and Kobe had pulled a ball gag out of a leather satchel on
the end of his bed and had it pushed into my mouth and tied securely around
my head so I couldn't shout for help. Kobe pinched my large nipples until
the pain was excruciating and said softly, "Don't fight us Blonde en we
don't hurt ya Baby. Fight us en we punish yur pretty cracker ass en still
do as we wants. We like it rough Boy, so gives us yur best en we has us
some real fun!" Being the fighter I was, I immediately took a couple of
punches at Kobe, landing one into his massive abs and the other on his
chin. Neither even phased the big dude as he laughed as I tried
unsuccessfully to use my power to get out of the headlock Jaraald still had
on me. After a couple of swift midsection punches from Kobe I settled down
realizing I wasn't going anywhere soon. Kobe said, "You a feisty one ain't
you ...likes to play rough too huh? ...well ya come to the right place!
...you just settle down now Boy!" I just lowered my head in defeat as he
chuckled and said, "Our Boy givin up already Bro ...guess it best so's we
don't mark up his pretty face en bruise our prize ...better now muscle boy,
got ya breath back?" Jaraald continued to keep me in tow in the headlock as
Kobe pulled a syringe and vile out of his satchel, tied a rubber tie around
my ankle and gave me a shot between my toes. Within minutes a paralyzing
numbness went through my body and I became disorientated, complacent and
just relaxed slumped back against Jaraald. He released the headlock and
moved his arms down and wrapped them around my waist to keep me upright
against his body.

Kobe lifted my head up, looked into my eyes and whispered, "You should feel
real good now Boy en ready to have some fun ...your first real lesson how
to please Nigger Daddy's." He released my head and I could hardly hold my
head up as I tried to focus on his face. They lay me out on the bed face up
and I was just short of comatose, going in and out of reality as I watched
them snort a couple of lines of what I soon realized had to be Coke. They
then took turns powdering their dicks with the white powder and fucking my
ass with my legs up over their shoulders smiling down into my eyes and
constantly passing a bottle of what they called Ammo Nitrate under my nose
to keep my ass pulsating over their engorged dicks. They each zeroed in on
my prostrate, rotating on that button until I was totally turned on and
submissive. I moaned my pleasure through the ball gag as my dick dripped a
continuous stream of cock-snot until I was experiencing huge orgasms. This
continued until my balls were empty. I kept going in and out of
consciousness as they continued to work me over. I soon began to have one
dry orgasm after the other as they continued to take their pleasure. They
took turns poking, prodding, sucking my engorged nipples and finally
removed the ball gag. One fed me his big black dick as the other fucked my
pulsating ass. I was totally involved and thrusting my ass over their huge
dicks and choking and gagging on that big black dick that was being shoved
down my throat. I finally got control of my gag reflex and was sucking and
swallowing it all like a two-bit cock-whore. I had no recollection of how
long we had been at this. My mind was devoid of anything except the
wonderful new feelings I was experiencing. I had not a care in the world,
completely devoid of reality and caught up in the pleasures I was receiving
from these two Black Dudes. They eventually ran out of steam too and Kobe
curled up next to me spooning my ass and Jaraald went out with his towel
over his shoulder as Kobe and I dropped into slumber.

Some time later Jaraald returned with Mikie in tow, awaking me just enough
to open my eyes and smile up a Mikie for a moment before dropping back into
slumber. Seeing I was indeed here in what seemed to be good hands curled up
with my ass spooned up against Kobe's cock, though I was still helplessly
wasted and still in a semi-comatose physical state, the two exited and went
next door to room #8. It wasn't long when I felt Kobe's dick harden again
and enter my ass. He held the Ammo Nitrate bottle to my nose again, took a
few hits himself and my ass was immediately pulsating. My ass went
immediately into high gear pulsating and milking that huge cock, and I
could hear little Mikie moaning through the dividing wall also getting
pounded by Jaraald. He was attempting to shout and scream "Harder! Fuck me
harder," until Jaraald obviously muffled his verbal outbursts. It wasn't
too long and Kobe changed rooms with Jaraald and I heard him and Mikie
banging away. The two guys exchanged partners multiple times before each
settled down and caught some zees. I was wasted, tired and my ass was sore
and all I wanted to do was sleep now too.

It was obviously approaching daylight morning, all I wanted to do was
gather Mikie, get dressed at our lockers and get the hell out of there and
back to our apartment in the Castro District, but Kobe and Jaraald
obviously had other plans for us. Kobe made it quite clear to me that I was
their New White Bitch and while Mikie was off taking a shower they held me
down and gave me another one of those shots between my toes. Quickly, what
ever that magic potent was this time, it made me feel absolutely warm and
wonderful again without any aches, pains or sense of responsibility. After
Mikie returned from his shower he said he was tired, totally wasted and
wanted to go back to our apartment in the Castro. I was chipper again, full
of spunk and didn't want to leave yet. Jaraald told Mikie he was ready to
leave too and would give him a ride home on the back of his Harley. The two
left together and I naturally stayed behind thinking I would be able to
ditch Kobe and find another sex partner to Top before I left for home
myself. I was raring to go again, but had my mind on exercising my dick now
and not my sore ass.

Well, when I told Kobe I was going to find another partner, a Bottom this
time and do my thing, he followed me to my locker and stood at my side as I
got some change from my coat pocket. I was hoping he would eventually just
go on his way if I lingered long enough and that would be the end of our
encounter.  But he hung tight looking at me oddly. I could see he was not a
happy camper by his actions; as he kept pawing me, squeezing my ass and
running his hands through my hair and down over my body. Sure, it felt
wonderful, but I stood my ground and tried desperately not to respond in a
way that he would think he had me hooked on going it another round. I
realized he wasn't going to leave; so I asked him if he wanted to have
maybe a sandwich and a cup of coffee or a soda with me before we parted and
he said, "Sure, why not Blonde," He followed me into the concession area
adjacent to the locker room and we had our sandwich and drink together and
talked sports for awhile. He was soon asking me personal questions. He soon
had me telling him I was an ex-marine and they had taught me to be a diesel
mechanic and I now worked in South S.F for the Municipal Muni Transit
System and shared an apartment in the Castro District with Mikie and two
other queens. He in turn opened up and told me that both he and Jaraald
were partners with Sampson, another Bro and had apartments upstairs over a
biker type bar called `The Black Oasis,' a beer and wine only bar, but they
were hoping to soon have a hard liquor license. He said the bar was located
along the rougher part of Divisadero Street but none of their customers
seemed to mind, as they were mostly bikers, construction and longshoremen,
both white and black dudes, and could take care of themselves in the rough
neighborhood.

After we ate at the lounge he tagged along by my side until we got to his
#7 cubicle doorway. At that point he quickly opened and pushed the door
open, turned back to me and said, "Here, wait a minute Sean en I'll give ya
one of our business cards case ya want to stop by sometime to get some more
black dick up that hot cracker ass." He stood there and stroked his dick as
it quickly engorged, watching my reaction as he said it, which kind of
pissed me off. I watched him for but about a minute, turned and was about
to walk away. He quickly reached out, spun me around and with lightning
speed forcefully pushed me into the small cubicle in front of him. I
tripped on his boots and stumbled forward, took a header and banged my head
up against the far wall in the nearly dark room. I staggered and fell to
the floor in a heap, shook my head trying to regain my wits, then instantly
went out like a light. By the time I came to he had me laid flat out on my
stomach on the bed and was standing over me with his knee into my back
holding me down. He was holding a wide motorcycle belt doubled over wrapped
around one hand waiting for me to come to.  My wrists were tied together
and pulled taunt with a rubber hose and tied around a D-ring on the wall at
the head of the bed. He had my legs tied together the same way and
stretched out in the same manner secured to another D-ring on the wall at
the foot of the bed. He had that fucking ball-gag secured in my mouth
again. I realized there wasn't any way I could break loose and try to take
a few serious swings at the Black Bastard. He knew I was his captive and
was taking his time preparing me for what ever punishment and self pleasure
he wanted to administer. Then he finally spoke his mind!

"Yu's not up en walking away simple like from me Boy ...you a Bitch-Boy now
...ya best do as I says ...no Bitch-Boy up and walk away less I says it
over Boy. Me en Jaraald got big plans fer ya future!"