Date: Sat, 22 Sep 2007 02:38:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: Sameer N <sammy010105@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gay Male Authoritarian - Revenge of a disrobed pal - 5

Day 3

Atul's version had stuck. For him, I had not been tormented enough on
the stairs, the previous day.

"Come on, let's start"

"What if Raju comes back?", I asked.

"He's gone for the day."

I somewhat felt relieved.

I latched the kitchen door and both of us walked to my bedroom ^Ö the
place of torture! I did not wait for any cues. I removed my T-shirt and
unzipped my jeans. My jeans dropped to the floor as I pulled down my
underwear.

I lay down on the bed on my back, my legs hanging down from the bed. My
dick was already hard and pointing leftwards. I was a bit apprehensive of
my balls getting squeezed in that bottle of his.

"Turn around on your stomach"

What no bottle?

"You can't hit me on my balls....that's the deal ^Ö right?" I said as
I turned around. I scooted a bit upwards.

I felt him part my legs till it could part no more. Although I had my
face on one side, I could not see what he was up to...some crazy new idea
again! I had a brief pang of anxiety grip me. Then I smelt something
familiar. And almost immediately I felt the tip of Atul's candle push at
my hole. The first sensation that hit me was that of grease. What was
that smell?

"Aww" I groaned as the candle pushed it's way deeper into my ass
cheeks straining to get through my sphincter.

"Awwwww" I screamed. "Atul it hurts man!!! Awww. Please take it out
...just a bit PLEEEEASE...."

Atul probably had never had anything go up his arse. All he had to do was
pull it out just a tad bit and then gradually push it in! What a damn
thick head - stubborn dick he was!

"Take it out man....PLEEAAAAWWW" The pain in my arse had peaked till I
choked and then things got better... the pain ebbed away. The thing has
just plopped in.

Then he did something quite unexpected. He started to pull on the candle.
Shhhit.

"Fuck you man...you just put it in!!!! Awwww" The sphincter was being
stretched all over again. I winced and stopped breathing anticipating the
pain ...but the candle plopped out of my arse. I was relieved that the
pain was a tad bit lesser this time.

Then that smell again. It was much stronger. What the hell was he
lubricating the candle with? I tried to turn to get a better look...but
the candle was already positioned at my crack. I felt Atul's fingers
parting my hole. I felt him smearing the gooey stuff all around the ring
of my hole. I also felt him dab the center of my hole with that gooey
stuff. He gave short jabs as if to push some of it inside.

Then came the second round of plunging the thing in.  I stopped breathing
again. Shiiitttt.

"Awwww Stoppppp plheazze" I gurgled it out as I took short breaths. The
pain got much worse. He was pushing hard and my sphincter was just not
budging. The peak was just going higher and higher. I contorted my face
and shut my eyes. I had given up hope...when the candle plopped in again.
He started to push it in more this time. And then he started to sodomize
me ...but it was slow. Each time he pulled, he had to hold my arse down to
stop me from sliding down from the bed.

I was beginning to doubt this new lubricant. Oil had been much better. I
was already beginning to feel sore. Atul was pushing the limits of this
torture. I had bruised my arse before and knew how those spots of blood
inside my sphincter would itch like mad. I could already feel the
itching. Any blood and I could call off the whole thing. The itching just
got worse. Shooooot....these weren't spots of blood. This must be a whole
fucking river of blood from my sphincter BECAUSE THE ITCHING WAS ALL
AROUND.....WAIT...... AND INSDIE TOO.

"I'm fucking bleeding...take it out."

"No you're not bleeding. You're just feeing hot", I could feel the
tease in Atul's way of speaking

"What hot. Fucking are you mad.? My arse is bleeding"

But he still kept pushing my arse to the bed.

"It's just iodex...idiot". Atul's words now connected all the
dots...the smell....IODEX???? MY ARSE??? SHIT this was going to burn for
hours!!!!!!

"And your balls are next"

"No you can't touch my balls!" I was mad at him.

"I can't hit them, you had said"

A loud knock from the kitchen door followed by a series of irritated door
bells drained all the blood from my body!

Atul seemed stunned too. He did not stop me as I slowly tried to pull the
candle out of my arse. The pain resurfaced but was much more manageable
when I did it myself. I avoided dwelling on the streaks of shit mixed
with iodex on the candle. I had to hide it somewhere for now. I grabbed
my underwear, wrapped the candle in it and slid it under the bed as far
as it could go. I'd worry about it later.

I quickly pulled my T-shirt over and then got my jeans on. I was zipping
it up as I sprinted to the kitchen door. There were another series of
irritated rings. At the moment I had reached the door, my zipper was just
half way stuck. I hadn't bothered, I let my T-shirt cover my fly.

Then I calmed down. This could not have been my brother. He never rang
the bell this way. This had to be Raju. But that brought on new anxiety.

Atul was a few steps behind me when I opened the door to Raju.

"Very nice. Both of you are here"

He'd had the audacity to walk in though the door.. without any
invitation. I had no intentions of anyone overhearing what he was saying
so I latched the kitchen door and moved into my living room ... away from
all doors.

"So have both of you thought it over?"

Atul had no clue. He hadn't given me a chance to explain the last thing
Raju had said to me.

"Come here, you. You like in mouth?" He had switched from Hindi to
English and his hand was on my right collar pulling me towards him.

"Hey Please" I protested...For some reason I stumbled for words...partly
because the x-rated vocabulary in Hindi was not automatically getting
translated in my brain.

I quickly realized that I was getting closer to him and the direction of
the pull was now towards the ground. He was bending me forward. I somehow
managed to push his hand and break away.

"Not me" I said in Hindi. I tried moving back as he advanced towards
me. Both Atul and I were trying to avoid him from getting closer, but we
were not quite prepared. In doing so we collided.

I felt the back of my shirt being pulled. I tried to push Atul away when
I heard Raju call out to Atul "Hold his hands"

Atul was an opportunistic son of a bitch. He clearly did not want
anything to do with Raju. My hands were locked down as I fell forward.
Raju was pulling down my jeans without bothering to get the top button
off and unzip me. My jeans were stuck at my hip. But it took him no more
than a second to figure that out. Moments later the button came off. I
screamed as the zipper ripped through the skin of my penis as my jeans
got yanked off my thighs. The jeans weren't entirely off and I tripped.
I stopped resisting. It seemed pointless. The jeans were eventually off.
And I felt Raju's hands grip my arse. His middle finger trying to find
my hole. His nails were digging into my skin real hard. I could feel the
hair down there being ripped off.

"Aw" I groaned. He seemed to control me by my butt. I felt him pulling
me in a direction to stand up. I steadied myself and began to walk ...
quickly realizing that it was towards the sofa in the living room. I
panicked.

"Not here" I was still groaning...but dug my heels to stop him. I
motioned my hand towards my  bed room. He seemed confused for a sec. He
dug his nails deeper as he steered me to my bedroom. Atul was ahead of us
wanting to stay clear from Raju and me.

Then the grip on my arse loosened but the pressure on my neck increased.
I was swiveled around and my neck was pushed down. I had to kneel on one
knee to stabilize myself.

Then there was a pause. "It looks like, you have pain in your arse" He
said.

When I looked up I figured what had happened. He was smelling his
fingers. Iodex is unmistakable for people who use it.

Before I could react, he lifted his grip on my shoulders. The next thing
I saw was his hands quickly unbuttoning his fly.

Raju's had worn gray pants that day. The stains of paint revealed the
many colors that were used inside and outside Atul's house. The thing
that gave me perennial hard ons were the tears in his pants. He had them
everywhere, some were small. Others revealed the dark skin on the exposed
bits of his legs. But the one that drove me crazy were the tear on his
inner thigh ^Ö you could pass two fingers through it. Now I even got to
see some hair that was otherwise was unnoticeable from afar. The hole was
close to his groin, but not so close to reveal any pubic hair or other
things that I was dying at one point to get a glance of.

But that day was different. I wasn't completely soft but neither was I
sporting a raging hard-on. My T-shirt was doing a poor job of completely
covering my body. Atul was probably having a good look at my crack. But
my dick was somewhat covered.

Before I could think of how I appeared to either Atul or Raju, I was
facing a hard, black uncut penis around 6" long and at least an inch and
a half in diameter at the knob. The foreskin was straining against the
knob but was still covering the pee-slit. The folds of the foreskin at
the front were glistening ^Ö they were no-doubt wet. I instinctively put
my hands on his thighs trying to push them away.

Up until that moment the whole play had gone on with silence. "Catch
hold of his hands"
He barked at Atul. There was some struggle before Atul pulled my hands
away. I tried to move my head sideways. I was not completely averse to
sucking dick. I would have readily done Atul's. The day I had pulled
Atul's towel and landed my lips inches from his dick, the whiff of his
seeds was like caffeine to my brain. But Raju disappointed me...actually
put me off. His dick smelt intensely of urine and his groin had a very
distinctive smell, something I was not used to.

I wasn't all wrong. Raju straightened my face as he forced his dick onto
my lips. I felt his foreskin roll back as the tip of his glans began
uncovering itself as it forced my lips apart. That was the first time I
actually tasted the salt in Raju's urine. My face must have contorted.
But Raju was now squeezing my cheeks to force me to open my mouth. His
pee-slit was rubbing against my teeth...I had clenched them tight.

"This boy needs to learn a lot" I heard Raju mutter. "Hit him on his
butt" he shot at Atul.

Atul seemed confused. He had let go of my hands. I used the opportunity
to push Rajus's hands ... but with not much luck.

"Use your belt" Raju snapped irritably.

Atul then got his bearings. But instead of hearing the sound of him
removing his belt, I found Atul position himself close behind me.

"Sa...tack".....the sound came first. The sting of the rubber band much
later. It wasn't too bad. I flinched... nothing more.

But then I froze. From the corner of my eyes I had seen how much he had
extended the rubber band. Too late!!!! I could feel his thumb position
right at my hole. Because I had only one knee down, my legs were parted
enough for a good  hit. It was still angled ...it did not need to be
directly vertical on my hole to get to the desired effect.

"HAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGG" I howled as the sting bit into my hole. My hands
instinctively left Raju's to cover my ass hole.

My howl was also gagged by the rush of Raju's penis into my mouth. My
hole burned like never ever before. I did not want to get one more
stinger. But this was my first miserable experience at sucking. The smell
... the urine....and now the head of the dick lodged between my tongue and
my upper palate. My tongue was resisting the entry but was being savagely
pushed back on account of Raju's thrusts. I gagged!!!!

The reaction was so violent, I was beginning to retch. Raju got the
message.

"Lick it", he commanded. The commotion had changed my position
vis-à-vis Atul. As Raju held out his now fully uncovered glans for me,
Atul was now able to get a complete view of what was going on.

I was just beginning to get over the smell and the urine.  I peeled his
foreskin all the way up and started liking his pee-slit. But he did not
seem to like it that way and he rolled his foreskin back on. I allowed
him to position his dick and sucked on it letting my tongue part the
foreskin and find its way to the pee-slit. He seemed to like that much
more and began rocking his hip back and forth. I held his arse cheeks
with my hands to keep contact with his dick allowing it to go only as
deep as I could manage .. all the time keeping  my tongue wiggling at his
foreskin and pee-slit.

He pulled back after a while and motioned me towards my bed. I knew what
was to come. I was waiting for this. I lay down on the same place Atul
had sodomized me earlier that afternoon. I pressed my hard dick to the
bed and I spread my legs wide. But that did not seem to go well with
Raju. He pulled my hips up and I finally ended up bent over on my knees
on the bed with my arse hole level with his dick. He wanted to fuck me
while he stood. It wasn't a comfortable position for me, especially
because all stimulation to my penis had ended. But I wanted to get on
with it anyway.

His thumb and forefinger of his left hand parted my arse cheeks to reveal
my hole as he guided his dick with his right hand to the center of my
hole. I felt the pressure first and then the widening of my sphincter. I
had underestimated the size of his knob. My sphincter clamped down with
pain. I had stopped breathing and felt myself clawing into the bed
sheets. I tried to shit as I had done when Atul had first sodomized me.
Slowly Raju's penis inched bit by bit into my gut. He then started
rocking. Initially I had no sensation of his penis moving inside me. But
then he pulled it out and pushed it in by holding me by my hips. My
sphincter resisted any movements in the opposite direction but only for a
while. Slowly the pain was overcome and a substantial length of his penis
was moving in and out of my anal opening. His motions became more
frequent and more regular. I got the feeling he was close by his sweat
from his hands on my hips as well as the sweat from his public hair
rubbing my arse cheeks.

Just then it plopped out. He was desperately trying to push it in. He
hadn't fully penetrated it when he stopped half way. The first
indication that my first ever anal fuck was a done deal was when I felt
something wet streaking down my inner thigh. He had pulled his dick off.
I lifted my hip and now from under me I could see the lines of his white
cum trickling down my thighs and settling down to the side of my knees.

I began to get up when I found his hands pressing my arse back into
position.

"Get naked!" He said in Hindi.

The words hadn't completely sunk in for a second. Then I realized that I
was already naked. It was directed at ATUL!!!!!

Atul hadn't got it yet!

"You! Get naked!"

"No! Hey I won't" Atul was whining. WOW! It was clear that Atul was
showing signs of buckling down.

"You'll also be held down...do you want me to tell him?"

"Please ... forgive me,  boss". Atul was not doing a good job. Had he
shown signs of anger, he might even have got away with this.

"Shall I tell him?" There was irritation in Raju's voice. "Get your
pants down!"

I could see Atul reluctantly put his hands to the buckle of his belt.

"Don't waist my time" Raju growled. Then he patted me on my still
upward pointing arse and said "Hold him down"

That did it. I was not really quick to jump and grab Atul. I had barely
moved, when Atul started removing his belt and got down his pants. He
shot a glance at me as he slid his underpants down. I wasn't going to
make this easy for him. I strained to see his nakedness and got a good
glance at some of it. He was wearing a shirt that almost immediately
covered everything.

"Come now and fuck his arse" Raju said in a low but firm tone.

I don't think I would have readily fucked Atul's hole. For some reason
seeing bits of shit on my penis would have put me off. Atul had witnessed
a lot of this when he tormented me with the candle. So I was not
surprised at his hesitation.

"Come on...quick" and I felt Atul stabilize himself as he held on to my
right arse cheek.

Atul was taking a big risk defying Raju. He was adamant at not
penetrating me anally.

"Forgive me, boss, please forgive me" Atul was trying in Hindi.

"Ok, feed it to him then" he said to Atul. And to me ^Ö shaking my arse
"Take his in your mouth".

I slid off the bed and knelt down on the floor. Atul was red in the
face....and still reluctant. I lifted his shirt and got my second ever
close look at his whole equipment. I circled my fingers on his dick and
pulled it into my mouth. Atul's dick now seemed very different from when
I had first undressed him ^Ö scratched him there as well.

It was fully engorged and much to my dismay I was gagging trying to take
it in too much. So I reverted back to what I had done with Raju's. Atul
was probably too excited while I was being fucked ^Ö either that ^Ö or he
had a very low tolerance for my tongue invading his foreskin.

I was lucky I didn't choke on his first blast, because I had forced his
dick at a slight angle to get to the underside of his pee-slit. His first
spray landed on my left side molars. The first memories that sunk in my
brain was that his cum tasted and smelt quite similar to my own. He had
used a different soap than the one our family used. But nevertheless his
groin smelt divine compared to Raju's.

Atul pulled his penis out at the moment of the first blast. To my dismay,
the second and third and fourth and oh wow his fifth spasm ended up on my
upper lips some getting close to my nostrils...some of it on my cheek and
the rest of it on my palm as he pulled away from me.

"Come now"...and to my horror Raju pushed Atul to the bed face down.

Atul was whimpering again "Please....leave me ...please"

Raju motioned to me "Hold him down"

I was caught unaware. I wiped of Atul's cum on my sleeve and moved
towards Atul. But Atul started kicking his legs towards us. It was quite
a scuffle before I heard a loud scream. It wasn't from me. Atul was
prostrate and twitching. Raju was in full control, his right palm
gripping Atul's balls and penis.....in a real tight hold.

He nudged Atul's balls in the direction he wanted to see Atul move. He
got Atul in the exact position he wanted. Atul was now bent over his
knees on the bed just like I was, with his arse pointing upwards.

"Hold his balls here"

"Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww" I finally heard Atul moan....It was a soft moan. He
had held his breath I think for a really long time.

Raju and I exchanged positions. I held Atul's still wet dick and balls.
Some cum was now on his balls too. I held it lightly...he was still in
pain.

From real close quarters, I now began seeing what Atul had of my fuck.
The spreading of his cheeks. The way his anal folds opened and closed in
anticipation of the penetration. The tightening of his hips as Raju's
penis made it's first impression on his anal opening. The spasms of
Atul's hips as his sphincter struggled the onslaught of Raju's
pressure. The screams and pleas from Atul. Atul had the misfortune of no
lubrication except what was on Raju's penis. Unlike the iodex that Atul
had shoved all the way from my arse hole to deep inside my colon, he had
had nothing inside. His pain was much more intense. But then his whimpers
subsided and I could see Raju's dick slide in and out with better
rhythm. Raju's dick popped out a few times, but was shoved in with equal
eagerness. Atul exaggerated the pain and moaned loudly every time that
happened. But from experience, I knew that he was ok. The frequency then
increased. I was surprised at how much Atul's arse could take. Raju was
taking far longer than my fuck. Then Raju plunged and stayed there. There
was no hint of an orgasm, except from beads of sweat all over Raju's
groin and even his chest and stomach.

I knew it was done when Raju pulled out his penis and I saw a blob of cum
trickle out from the still erect knob. I saw some cum trickle out of the
folds of Atul's hole too.

Atul now lay on his side. His penis had shriveled up and was under an
inch. The tip of his foreskin was still sticky from his cumming earlier.

When I got my glance off Atul's dick, I found Raju pulling up his pants.
Atul did not even mumble or whimper. He found his pants and put them on
too. I was right behind him. I still had a ranging hard-on and no
underwear under my jeans.

When they left, I felt utterly disappointed that in the whole affair
neither of them had bothered to relieve me. I had to have a bath and I
had to retrieve the underwear and hand wash it.

After first attending to the stains of the underwear and washing Atul's
dick shaped candle, I stripped again. I had to cum!!!! I sprayed streams
of cum all over the floor of the bathroom. And then I had the warmest
bath of my life. However, bath or no bath, my sphincter and right to my
arse hole was itching from the iodex. I forced myself to shoot craps.
Only then did I start feeling a bit better. Later that night I had a
second orgasm replaying the events of the day.

Day 3 (Atul reluctantly agreed later) was complete. Atul had started the
day torturing my anal tract with iodex. But he had ended up witnessing me
getting anally injected with someone's sperm. He had also masturbated
into my mouth. But most importantly I had held his penis, handled is
foreskin and even tongued his pee-slit...something I had never dreamt I
would ever do. And then the sight of his anal folds, the way they opened
and closed. The trunk of someone's penis and the tight ring his anus
created upon penetration....the vivid memories I hold on to even today.