Date: Tue, 12 Jun 2007 02:02:33 -0700 (PDT)
From: Scott M. <dirtyboypdx@yahoo.com>
Subject: Centurion City, Chapter 2
Disclaimer: This story contains graphic descriptions of hot
and sweaty sex between males. I've got to officially warn you
not to read it if it's illegal in your locality to do so, or if
you are under the legal age to do so in your location.
Author's Note: This the second chapter of my story, Centurion
city. For some background information as to the setting of
this story, please read at least the intro in Chapter 1. I
think you'll find this installment has a little less
description and a lot more action in it, however.
Centurion City
Chapter 2
I was left there alone on the bed for about half an
hour. My hands were still tied above me, tied together in
enough knots that I couldn't struggle free if I wanted to.
My legs were no longer bound, so I could kick my legs if I
wanted to, but moving them just made my raped raw ass hurt
and I knew that it would get me nowhere. So instead I just
stared up at the grey ceiling and wondered how much more of
this I'd have to endure before I was freed.
Eventually, three more men who I could only assume were
soldiers came in and it was enough to make me grimace. They
were all completely naked and had half-hard thick white
cocks, which stood out from the rest of their bodies like
lethal weapons. With shaved heads, white skin, and quarter
sized pink nipples, they were all pretty similar looking,
although one of them had a coating of light-brown chest hair
which made him distinctive from the other two. He approached
the bed first, with the other two sticking behind, and I
watched his long white fuckstick with a glistening pink head
swing back and forth as he walked.
"Looks like we got ourselves a fucking whore," he spoke
to the others while looking directly at me. "Why else would
a bottom boy like this one be all tied up and naked? I think
he needs some attention."
One of the smooth-chested men walked around to the foot
of the bed where my legs were and spread them apart,
probing. "Yea, his pink hole is wet too. I think it wants
some more cock." I lay there passively as he started to
roughly shove some of his dirty soldier fingers into me,
pushing my skin apart and making me remember the brutal
fucking I'd suffered earlier. I lay there passively as he
pushed into me, gritting my teeth and not wanting to betray
weakness.
Their leader approached my face and he swung his cock
onto it, slapping me with a piece of meat that had to be at
least 9 inches and wasn't even fully hard. It was thick and
cut, with an angry pink head that looked as big as a peach.
In any other circumstance I'd be drooling - as it was, I
kept my lips tightly locked. He stood there for a second,
just running his thick penis across my face, watching me
follow it with my eyes. Knowing there wasn't anything I
could do about it.
"Well, I think we should give him what he wants, don't
you?" said the leader, staring down at me with a look of
contempt, his face in a scowl. "After all, it's our duty as
soldiers and Givers to keep the bottoms of our nation
satisfied." With that he grabbed my mouth and forced my lips
open. He leaned down to kiss me, although it turned out to
not be so much a kiss as him spitting in my mouth, then
forcing his tongue inside. It was a sign of ownership, and
his wet tongue probed the inside of my mouth roughly,
letting me know who was boss.
The other smooth-skinned soldier, the one who wasn't
otherwise preoccupied in finger-raping me with dirt and oil
covered digits, spoke next. He grabbed my cock roughly as he
did so, and I could feel his callused skin rub up against it
like sandpaper. I wasn't sure if he was trying to jerk it
off or rip it off. "Yea, if his dick speaks for anything,
this boy really wants to get fucked. He's probably getting
off just looking at our nude soldier bodies. Bottom boys
just can't resist drooling over our dicks, can ya boy?"
I stared at him coldly. My natural distaste for the
soldiers flared up and I responded, "There isn't much for me
to drool over. I've seen bigger cocks than yours on the
slave boys from Ashkatcha." This was a serious insult
Ashkatchan men, captured from far away battles and sold on
the market as Receiver slaves, typically had penises that
stood no more than 4" erect.
The soldier's expression turned into a frown and he
moved his hand down from the rough stroking of my dick to
grasp my balls. He got a mean expression on his face as he
twisted roughly, making me cry out. I was hoping he would
stop, but he just held my balls there, twisted, and started
to pull on them until I thought he was going to rip them
off.
The lead soldier, with the light-brown chest hair,
reached down and slapped me. Twice. His hand whipping my
face one way, then the other. "You know, I don't think my
buddy here - his name's Grigoriy by the way, you should
learn that - I don't think he liked that too much. I don't
think I liked it too much either. You need to learn some
respect, boy. Question is, how we gonna teach you to show
some?"
I looked up at him, saying nothing. It's rather hard to
speak when you're trying not to scream from having your
ballsac twisted completely around and pulled and gripped in
a solid vice by a hand that shows no intention of letting
go. It was the third solider, who was otherwise busy shoving
a third finger into my spasming asshole, who responded.
"Well, the problem is that the boy's got a dirty mouth.
He doesn't know how to keep it shut like a good bottom boy.
He doesn't fight back much physically - he's weaker than us
- but that mouth poses a problem. It's filthy. Way I see it,
we just need to clean that mouth out," he said, as he poked
his fingers in deeper.
"That sounds like a plan, Nikolai," said the leader, as
he took the liberty of shoving a couple of fingers into my
mouth. I thought about biting them, but I could still feel
the sting from the slaps I'd just received and I figured
that would be pushing things too far. "But how do we go
about cleaning such a dirty mouth?"
"It's simple really," Nikolai said, yanking his three
fingers out of my hole in one swift motion. "When I was a
boy, before I came here, I sometimes said naughty things to
my mother. My mother - she was a large woman, you know would
get very angry with me and wash my mouth out with soap. When
all I could taste was soap I would realize how filthy I was.
Now, if we want to make this boy realize he's been naughty,
we just wash his mouth out with something of ours. Like
piss," he looked at me as he said this, emphasizing the last
couple words. If he was looking for surprise, he wasn't
getting any from me. I'd been doused with the golden liquid
many times before.
The leader pretended to look thoughtful for a moment,
tweaking and twisting my nipples as he did so. They already
felt a little sore - had the previous soldier bitten them
while he raped me earlier? I couldn't remember. Too much
pleasure and pain going on to focus on anything else.
"Well, it can't hurt to try it. If our soldier spit and
cum can't straighten him out, maybe gulping down our piss
will. We don't want to stain this bed though - let's take
him to the shower room," he said.
With that the leader and the ball-twisting soldier,
Grigoriy, went around to opposite sides of the bed and each
of them took a hand to start untying from the bedpost. The
rope they had used to tie me up was rough and thick, and it
burned as they pulled it from my skin. Meanwhile, Nikolai
had grabbed my legs and was holding them as though he was
planning on carrying me that way - what were they going to
do, just hoist me up in the middle? Didn't seem to be a very
efficient way to carry someone, but I probably wouldn't be
able to struggle much.
But I didn't have much of a chance to think about the
logistics of it before I found myself ripped from the bed,
grabbed by the arms by Grigoriy and the leader, and with
Nikolai holding my legs. My body hovered in the middle of
them, and although I figured I could actually make it
difficult by twisting around, they would have probably just
smacked me and picked me back up again. So I just let my
naked body lay limply between them as the soldiers, hard
cocks leading the way, carried me out of the room.
Nikolai pushed open what looked to be a heavy metal
door and we entered a hallway. It was slightly more
pleasant than the concrete fuckroom I woke up in, but still
maintained a simple, utilitarian look. Dim fluorescent
lights flanked the ceiling, and the walls were painted a
dingy off-white. Identical doors flanked us on each side as
I was carried past - doors to other fuck-rooms, maybe, or
possibly rooms for the soldiers in the military complex. I
could only speculate, as the sole identifier of location was
room numbers.50, 52, 54, I read as we buzzed past.
My body was twisted around as my captors rounded a
corner and we veered off into a side hallway. They continued
down this for only a few paces before we crashed through a
set of large double doors, Nikolai going through them
backwards as he held my feet and legs, letting his solid
body force them open. As I looked around, I could see that
this was "the shower room". The floor was done in small blue
tiles, typical of any in the shower room of a regular gym,
and multiple shower heads and faucets poked out of the walls
on either side, all arranged neatly in rows. I didn't see
mold or signs of decay anywhere, so I assumed that this was
the room the soldiers used. But other than the three
soldiers currently engaged in molesting me, no one else was
present.
Suddenly, the soldiers swung my legs and arms and
tossed me sideways onto the floor. My body hit the ground
with a harsh `thud' as it traveled the few feet to the tiled
surface, and I yelled out as I felt a jolt of pain shoot up
from my asscheeks to my lower back. "Ouch! Fuckin' watch
it!"
The soldiers had a laugh and the leader, cock still
standing tall and proud, walked over to stand above me, legs
flanking me on either side. He looked like some kind of
barbarian giant from this angle, his massive ballsack
dangling a few feet above my face, his muscular pecs jutting
out from his chest, covered in a forest of hair. "Hey, you
talk like trash, boy, you better expect to get treat liked
trash." And once again he spat at me, only this time his
spit traveled down six feet before splattering on my face
and lips.
I looked up at him coldly. "The only trash in Centurion
City are those who work for General Varori. I fight for what
I believe in." This came a bit hard to say when I was lying
on my back, my skin pressed against cold tile, whilst a
handsome sadistic stud towered over me, but you couldn't
lead a revolution without some bravado.
It was then that Grigoriy, who had been quiet for quite
awhile, pounced on me, launching himself to the ground and
covering my naked body with his. I tilted my head back,
expecting a punch, but none came. Instead, he just drew his
head close to mine and spoke.
"Receivers don't fight. They get fucked. It's us
soldiers who do the fighting. If you were really fighting
us, if you were like our enemies outside the city who want
us dead, we would kill you sooner than you could speak. But
you, you aren't a traitor. You're just a slutty disobedient
boy who needs some discipline. So shut up and take it."
I looked at Grigoriy's face as he said
this, really looked at him for the first time,
and realized he was beautiful. His face
contained piercing blue eyes, smooth white skin,
and pink lips that curled up into a perfect
snarl. The slightest hint of brown stubble was
poking out of his jaw, giving him a special
ruggedness. And like the others, his body was
large and muscular. Even his neck bulged with
muscles, and I was almost tempted to lift my
head up and kiss him right there even though I
knew that he was the enemy, and that, after all,
he was participating in an exercise meant to
rape and humiliate me.
Grigoriy pulled himself up onto his knees
as the leader moved back a bit to stand behind
him. In this position, Grigoriy's cock was
hanging just above my face. I noticed that it
had gone semi-soft - it was no longer sticking
straight out as it had been before - but his
veiny dick still had some thickness. Suddenly, a
stream of golden yellow piss shot out of his
dickhead, hitting me directly on the mouth and
drenching my face. Reflexively, I shut my mouth,
but not before I got a taste of his piss -
strong and bitter, yet strangely tangy at the
same time. Then the pissing stopped, and this
surprised me because it had only been going on
for a few seconds. I opened one eye cautiously,
only to see.a foot being stamped down towards my
face and forcing it sideways.
With my head forced down against the tile,
I could only see to the side, a sight which was
currently occupied by Nikolai jerking his dick
and sneering at me. So I couldn't see the
leader's expression as he loomed above me. "Once
again, you're being defiant, boy. We can't wash
your mouth out if you don't fuckin' open it. And
a bottom boy like you should know to swallow a
man's piss when you're offered it. So I'd
recommend you cooperate, because I can think of
far worse things I could be doing to you right
now." With that he lifted his callused foot from
my cheek, where I'm sure it probably left a red
mark from the pressure he'd applied. Grigoriy
resumed his position with his cock just above my
face, and I obediently opened my mouth.
Once again, piss spurted out of his dick,
only this time it was a more powerful stream
that blasted my tongue with its flavor. I barely
had time to swallow it all, it was coming out so
fast, and some of it gurgled in my mouth and
swished between my teeth before I had a chance
to gulp it down. I hated this - swallowing the
piss of the authorities, being subdued - but I
could just barely tolerate it, as long as I
pretended it was just really strong beer. Of
course, beer was never this warm, and it
generally came out of a tap instead of a flaring
cockhead held a few inches above my face. Yea,
it was definitely soldier piss. When Grigoriy's
stream stopped, I brought my head up and wrapped
my lips around his dickhead, catching the last
few drops of piss. His crotch smelled nice and
musky, and I had to admit it was turning me on
alittle.
"Good boy," Grigoriy said, a grin forming
on his face. "Maybe you're finally learning some
respect, huh?" As he said this, he shoved my
head off his cock and it once again ended up
flat on the floor, facing upwards. I barely had
time to process what had just happened before
Nikolai came into view, stepping over me and
placing one leg on either side of my body. His
dick was still hard, and he was still jerking
it. He stood over me for a minute, just
sneering.
The leader of the group spoke again from
somewhere off to the side. "What's the matter
Nikolai? Too hard to piss? I think our boy here
still needs his mouth washed out some more -
what are you waiting for?"
Nikolai let out something like a snarl from
six feet above me and I just lay back and
watched, fascinated, as his meaty hand continued
to jerk his thick dick off above my face. When
Nikolai spoke, it was a voice that suggested
stupidity and raw masculinity all tied together.
"I want to, boss, it's just that this slut's got
me so hot and horny I can't get my dick soft
enough to let out my piss."
The leader came up next to him and wrapped
his hairy arm around Nikolai's shoulder, a sign
of brotherhood and masculinity. I'd guess they'd
been fucking bottom boys together for quite a
long time. "Well Nikolai, why don't you deal
with this rebel whore's ass then? I think I can
give him some more soldier piss to drink, but
that might not be enough to make him obedient
again. I think he needs some of our cum up his
ass as well - getting bred always puts a boy in
his place." The leader looked over to Grigoriy
then sadistic, blue-eyed Grigoriy - who was
currently just standing to the side looking like
a pit bull puppy whose just been told he's not
allowed to chase cats anymore. "And you - you
can fuck him when Nikolai's done. We'll all fuck
him. For now, just do whatever you want to with
the rest of this boy's body."
With that command, Nikolai moved back down
my body and got on his knees in front of where I
lay, and lifted my legs up onto his powerful,
muscular shoulders. Nikolai wasn't quite as
handsome as Grigoriy, his face not quite as
smooth and perfect, but he was solid. Rough. He
brought his hands down and used his fingers to
expose my pink, recently-fucked hole and then
leaned over to spit into it. He hawked into it,
really, a big wad of spit flying down to land
directly into it. Then he used his fingers to
spread it around and slowly brought one into me,
fingering me like he had been earlier. After a
few seconds he brought his head down and I felt
his rough tongue scraping against my ass,
forcing his way in. He was actually being gentle
compared to the last soldier who fucked me here
at Base Camp 4.
Meanwhile, the leader was now squatting
over my face in the same position that Grigoriy
had been in earlier, using his limp dick to
playfully swat my face. "You ready for some more
piss, boy? Think you can drink it down?" I
decided to play it tough some more. I had to
keep some dignity. "Sir, with all due respect, I
can drink piss like you drink water. And fuck,
soldier piss practically is water. So fucking
let it out - you think this is punishment, but
I'm kinda thirsty." With that I stuck out my
tongue, letting his cock land squarely on top of
it. It tasted pretty raw and musky - wet with
the sweat that a cock accumulates after a day of
exercise drills without a shower afterwards.
I expected him to say something in response, or
maybe slap me for being insubordinate, but
instead he just paused for a second, looking
down on me with an arrogant smile. Then a wave
of some of the raunchiest, strongest-tasting
piss I've ever drank burst out of his cockhead,
landing directly onto the taste buds of my
tongue and flowing into my throat from there. If
I hadn't swallowed I would have choked. It was
salty and bitter, and the smell invaded my
nostrils as well. He kept pissing for at least a
minute, with all of it flowing into my mouth,
down my throat and into my stomach. When he was
done he rubbed his cockhead against my lips a
couple times and then forced his limp dick
inside my mouth.
"Now you suck it some, like a good little
whore. You need to have cock in you at both
ends," he said, bringing his hips forward and
putting his hands down on either side of my
head. I obliged - I didn't really have a choice
- and felt his cock slowly harden as I closed my
mouth around it and ran my tongue up and down
its length. My mouth still tasted bitter from
his piss, and now it was being completely filled
up by his hardening 9-inch cock.
Just as this was happening, Grigoriy leaned
down behind the leader - I couldn't see him
directly - and patted my stomach roughly. "Feel
that piss inside there, boy? Yea, you got a
gallon of piss from two different guys sloshing
around in your belly - you're a dirty, dirty
little guy. But you're right where a bottom
should be - on the floor, taking cock. You're
fucking beautiful that way." With that, Grigoriy
reached up just behind where the leader was
squatting and took one of my nipples in each
hand, twisting them hard and making a mix of
pleasure and pain shoot up my chest.
Nikolai, on the other hand, was just
finishing up his rimjob on my hole. I felt his
mouth leave my now salivacoated ass, and a
second later I felt his raging hard cockhead
line up against my hole, teasing it. He pressed
forward, just enough to force the tip of it into
me, and spoke. "You ready for this, boy? Ready
to feel what a real man, a fucking Varorian
soldier, feels like inside of you?"
I couldn't speak since I was choking on the
nine inches of cock that was filling the other
half of me, but I mumbled a "Mmmpth!"
And with that he shoved into me, forcing
his entire thick penis into my ass in one big
push. It should have hurt, but Nikolai had done
a good job of loosening me up, so instead of
pain I felt that nice full feeling, and my hole
felt good at every point where the walls of it
hugged his cock. This was no longer a rape -
rather, it was a willing bottom boy putting his
ass forward for a big top man to take it and use
it. Nikolai started thrusting into me, and I
pushed back and tried to remain focused on
sucking the leader's cock in my mouth as well. I
had two soldiers inside of me, and I can't say
that I minded too much, although I certainly
wouldn't have admitted that to anyone.
"Awww. Your ass is fucking awesome. I
haven't had a hole like this in quite awhile. We
should just keep you in here, fuck you every
day," Nikolai groaned as he shoved his cock in
and out of me. His big cut cockhead was rubbing
back and forth against my prostate, and soon I
was moaning as well. The last of any remaining
resistance I had finally wilted away when
Grigoriy spit into his hand and grabbed my cock,
probably smirking well he did it, and the next
thing I knew I was rock hard and leaking pre-cum
as two people that I considered to be enemies
pummeled me.
This went on for at least a few minutes -
Nikolai stretching my hole wide open with his
meat, pounding his dick inside me; the leader
kneeling above me with sweat pouring down his
hairy chest, fucking my face with his big hard
cock; Grigoriy alternately jacking my dick off
and then twisting my balls when he thought I was
too close to cumming.
The leader was the first to lose his load.
With my saliva dripping down from my mouth,
coating my chin, he grabbed my head and made
sure there'd be no way I could pull off his
cock. He increased the pace of his thrusts and
shoved his fuckmeat deeper inside of me, so that
with each inward stroke it rammed part way down
my throat, forcing it open. Then he pulled his
dick out just enough so that the tip of it was
on my tongue, and I felt the bottom of it, just
below the head, pulsing and throbbing. I knew
what that meant. Sure enough, a second later, a
spurt of hot white cum shot past my tongue and
hit the back of my throat, causing me to swallow
reflexively. Another shot followed, and soon
enough of it was landing directly on my tongue
to give me a good idea of what his soldier spunk
tasted like. It must have been his first
ejaculation in awhile, because he shot enough
sperm to force me to swallow a good three or
four times.
The groans the leader made as he shot his
semen into my mouth must have had an effect on
Nikolai, because just as I was on my last
swallow of cum I felt the pace of his fucking
increase ferociously. He begin pulling nearly
his entire cock out before ramming back in, so
that on each thrust the walls of my hole were
forced to spread apart for a good nine inches of
dick. Then he shoved his tool all the way in, so
that I felt his hairy balls pressed up against
my ass. I could feel his cock spasming inside of
me, and his white creamy spunk was coating the
pink insides of my hole. As he shot his load,
he got pretty vocal. "Oh, fuck yea! Take my
fucking soldier cum! Yea, you're my fucking
bitch now, boy."
Despite disagreeing with everything he said
mentally, my hormones got the best of me and his
dirty talk turned me on immensely. With
Grigoriy's calloused hand roughly stroking my
spit-covered dick, I let out a moan and started
shooting spurt after spurt of my own cum onto my
chest. It was the hardest I'd ejaculated in
quite awhile, and it was all at the hands of
three enemy soldiers who I'd never have agreed
to let touch me in the first place, had I had a
choice in the matter. And this was the second
time a solider rapist had made me cum in the
past two hours.
The leader moved out of the way of my face
to sit down next to me, leaving Grigoriy free to
scoop my own cum off my chest, collecting it
with his fingers. Smiling, he brought his big
hands up to my mouth and I licked them in a
daze, swallowing my own cum, letting him feed it
to me.
Nikolai pulled his rapidly-softening dick
out of my ravaged ass and slumped down next to
me, on the opposite side from the leader. They
were no longer aggressive, because they knew
they'd already conquered me; the two of them
just sandwiched me between them. The message,
although subtle, was clear: I was still their
captive.
But Grigoriy wasn't done with me yet. As he
leaned on top of me to kiss my cum-coated mouth,
I felt his cock press into my thigh, and it was
hard and throbbing. He darted his tongue in and
out of my mouth for a few seconds, and then
pulled his face away, leaving it just a few
inches from mine. He spoke. "Scotty - when
you're down on the ground and covered in cum -
the way you should be - you're fucking
beautiful. Possibly the most beautiful bottom
boy we've got here at Base Camp 4. And I'm going
to show you just how good being a bottom can
be." Then he kissed me again, enveloping my
mouth before I could reply.
A full minute later he brought his head up
and gave a nod to the leader. "Permission to
fuck the captive, sir?" The leader gave him
possibly the dirtiest fucking grin ever and rose
to his feet, gesturing for Nikolai to do the
same. "Permission granted. Nikolai and I have
some other business to attend to, but you - I
believe it would be effective for you to spend
the rest of the night with this one. I know your
techniques work quite well for helping boys
realize their place. Let me know tomorrow how
things go."
"Will do, sir. Have a good evening,"
Grigoriy said, saluting. With that, the leader
and Nikolai walked out of the shower room we'd
been fucking in, and Grigoriy and I were left
alone. It took him less than five seconds to pop
his angry, flaring dickhead into my ass, and he
leaned over and smiled. "I bet that ass is
sensitive now, huh boy? I'm going to fuck you so
long and hard and make you feel so good you'll
never say no to a soldier again."
He shoved more of his cock into me and I
gulped before an involuntary moan escaped from
my lips. It was going to be a long night.
To be continued...
In Chapter 3: Wondering what happened to my buddy
Falcon from Chapter 1? What's he been doing this
entire time I've been having my ass raped inside
the military base? And, being the angry top guy
rebel that he is, how does he vent all of that
anger? To find out who Falcon fucks and whether
or not I get freed from soldier domination, read
on next time!
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