Date: Mon, 10 Mar 2008 09:15:27 -0000
From: port_pass <port_pass@hotmail.com>
Subject: Thinking back 23

Author: Alex, from Portugal
E-mail: port_pass@hotmail.com

Feedback much appreciated, of course.

This story may have non-consensual sex between males. Don't read it if
you're not legally allowed to or if it might disturb you.


Part 23


The boy's surprised cry caught everyone's attention. Max relaxed his grip
on my head and I managed to pull away from his cock and turn to see who had
called my name. Now it was my turn to be surprised: "Luis!" I cried out. I
hadn't been able to recognize him before, not with his head bent back and a
man fucking his throat, but now there he was, raising himself on his elbows
from the filthy mattress, with streaks of cum plastered on his cute
blue-eyed face and his blond hair. His angry look left. No doubt he was
furious with me for again witnessing him being fucked.

"So the two pussies already know each other" Cardoso sneered "I bet they
even have a competition to see who gets more cock!" Everyone laughed and
the short interruption of the action was finished. The two men Luis had
been masturbating moved over to fuck his throat and his arse and forced him
back down into position. Max pulled my face again to his crotch and rammed
his cock in my throat, just as I heard Luis let out a loud moan, signaling
that the fourth cock of the afternoon had just been rammed up his willing
teen arse-pussy.

It was the second time I walked up on Luis right when he was fucking
around. I knew he would be making sure I kept quiet about it, and he
wouldn't be gentle about it. In any case, Luis was my last concern right
then and I concentrated on giving Max the best blowjob I could in the hopes
that would make him ease up his rough pounding of my throat.

At the same time, I felt strong, rugged fingers mauling and spreading my
smooth round arse-cheeks and penetrate my tender hole. When I was pulled up
to doggy position, Max must have realised he was about to lose first claim
to my cunt-hole, so he pulled out of my battered throat and pushed the
others aside to assert his rights. As soon as he moved away from my face,
another man tried to take his place, but he was pushed away by Cardoso,
imposing his seniority as foreman.

To my dismay, I realised his cock was even bigger than Max's. "I wonder if
the bitch can recognize the taste of his friend's pussy on my cock" he
joked. I figured he had probably been the second cock to fuck Luis,
assuming Ramiro had been the first one, as he was the one that had picked
him up at the station toilets. True to his word, his cock had a potent
flavour of arse-slime, together with the strong tang of stale cock-cheese.

Cardoso tilted my head back, lining up my throat with his hard shaft. My
mouth was still dribbling from Max's hard face-fuck as Cardoso shoved in
his massive 23cm [9"] prong in one brutal thrust. My body jerked, as I
couldn't avoid gagging violently before I had the chance to adjust to
having my throat stretched to an even wider girth. The man, old enough to
be my grandfather, patted my head and let me know how impressed he was that
a boy my age could deep-throat a cock as big as his. Once again, I
inexplicably felt somehow proud to hear a man praise my involuntary sexual
skills.

Almost at the same time, my sphincter was also stretched to accommodate
Max's rock-hard cock. My loose, sloppy hole didn't offer much resistance
any longer and he slid easily into me, burying his cock all the way up to
his big hairy balls.

For as much as I hated myself for it, my arse welcomed the invasion and
bucked back against Max's crotch like it wanted to make sure the whole
shaft was inside. Feeling my luscious cunt respond spontaneously to his
forceful penetration, Max took that as an invitation to go immediately into
full gear, slamming his hard cock deep inside me.

Max and Cardoso pounded me hard on both ends for what seemed an
eternity. The other men had regrouped around the two mattresses cheering
and shouting obscenities, waiting for their chance to use our tender
boy-holes. When Max finally emptied his hairy balls deep inside me, Cardoso
immediately took his place. My sore throat appreciated the break, but my
arse tensed up in anticipation of an even harder fuck from Cardoso's
massive cock.

The rest my throat was granted didn't last long. There were far too many
horny, hard cocks around me and Luis for any of our holes to remain without
use for long. One of the men moved in front of me and presented his shaft
for my wide-open, obedient mouth, but before I managed to take it in,
another one pulled my head to the side and jerked a big load of blazing hot
sperm all over my face and hair, which raised loud laughs all around me. I
was blinking to try to clear the cum burning in my eyes when the first man
claimed me back and shoved his cock straight into my accepting throat.

At the back, Cardoso was stretching my arse-ring with his fingers, and then
his big knob went past my swollen rosebud, sliding gently until about half
of his 23 cm [9"] shaft was inside me. Then he slapped my big cheeks hard,
like he was getting me ready for what was to come, and his strong hands
held my round hips firmly. I tried to scream when I felt the remaining, and
thicker, part of his cock rammed forcefully into me, but the cock lodged in
my throat muffled my cry.

As he started force-fucking my hole, he moved his jagged, callous hands
over my smooth skin and, to add insult to injury, he got up to my chest and
pinched my nipples hard. The inevitable response of my body was evident to
all, even if only he could feel the eager contraction of my rectum around
his thick cock. Once the secret of my lust-trigger revealed, I knew every
fucker in the room would be mauling my little buds to enjoy the
uncontrollable effect they had on my cunt-hole.

After he had enjoyed my cock-sucking abilities, and in spite of the lustful
clenching of my arse-muscles, Cardoso still showed his stamina by giving my
stretched cunt-hole a long, merciless pounding before he eventually spewed
out his thick cream deep in my guts. To my utter shame, the combined effect
of his cock poking against my prostate and his harsh fingers torturing my
nipples brought me inescapably to a boyish orgasm, even before Cardoso
himself parted with his thick seed, almost at the same time that the man
fucking my face shot his load. It wasn't more than a few drops leaking from
my stiff little pecker, but it was more than enough to be noticed, and
loudly cheered, by the men around me, taking it as evidence, in their eyes,
of my willingness for their perverted abuse.

The moment the two men finally released me from their grip, I collapsed on
the mattress, unable to hold myself up on my hands and knees. Before I knew
it, I was being flipped on my back. One of them held my head up and I saw
them bring closer a bottle they had been passing round. They poured some
crude, fiery brandy into my mouth. I tried uselessly to cough it out, but
most of it burned down my throat, immediately making me dizzy. "That'll get
him in the mood for love", one of them joked.

They gave me a couple more shots of brandy, for good measure, and after
that I fell into a sort of drunken trance. I had my head tilted back on the
edge of the mattress, right in position for another rough face-fucking. My
legs were pulled up and a new cock was rammed up my arse.

I don't really know who exactly fucked me, or even how many men used
me. With my head turned down, which only made the alcohol reach my brain
faster, I was taking one cock after another in my throat, with their hairy,
sweaty ball-sacks over my eyes. When a man using my mouth pulled away, I
might catch a glimpse of the next one. As to the ones that banged my open
boy-cunt, all I knew of them was the size of their cocks and the way they
fucked me. Fortunately, most cocks weren't as big as the first two I'd had
to take, from Max and Cardoso, but every man wanted to show off to the
others how macho he was by fucking the faggot bitch harder than anyone.

My arse and throat were aching and sore and I felt terribly tired, but I
couldn't even beg them to stop. As a cock pulled out of my mouth, I hardly
had time to regain my breath before another one replaced it. Some cocks
tasted of arse and cum, so I knew they had already been butt-fucking Luis,
or maybe even me. Some men didn't last long inside me, probably too horny
from watching the others fucking me or Luis. Others took their time using
the hole they had managed to occupy. I could hear the constant sound of the
men cheering and laughing, drunk with lust and brandy, all around me and to
the side where I knew Luis was.

The only men I did recognize were the two black Cape-verdeans that shared
me together at some point. Their over-sized cocks were at least as big as
Cardoso's and were a strain even for my already stretched holes. The sight
of the milky white faggot-bitch being face- and butt-banged by two
horse-hung, pitch-black fuckers must have been quite a sight, because the
drunken cheering around me got even louder.

I was also made to jerk off cocks with my hands at the same time I was
fucked on both ends, just as I had seen Luis doing in the beginning. The
hot cum from the men I masturbated, as well as from other men standing
around me that were too horny to wait for a turn at a free hole, often
ended up splattered over my chest.

My poor nipples were just as sore and swollen and my arse and throat, if
not even more. Every man that fucked my arse-pussy made use of the
sensitivity of my titties that I loathed so much. Even when I was already
on the verge of passing out from exhaustion, my body still responded to the
torture of my purple-red buds being mercilessly pinched and twisted between
their fingers.

I prayed for it all to end, but I have to admit that in spite of all the
hard-ship I was enduring, my miserable little pecker remained
embarrassingly stiff. Of course, none of them was merciful enough to give
it any relief, but for a couple of times the hard pounding deep inside my
pussy was enough to make me reach again my boyish orgasms, identifiable
more by the lustful jerking of my body than by the few drops of fluid that
leaked out of my gaping piss-slit.

In my drunken state, it took me a while to realize it had stopped at
last. I was still on my back, with cum drooling from my mouth and my arse
and plastered all over me. Underneath, the mattress was soaked with sweat
and cum. My head ached, probably from the alcohol and the lack of
oxygen. They pulled me up to my feet, but I couldn't stand on my own. My
gaping hole let out a loud fart and a huge gush of slime poured down the
inside of my legs. They dragged me by the arms out of the dorm. Right ahead
of me, Luis was being taken as well, leaving a trail of slimy dribble on
the way.

They took us along a dark corridor, into a room with the same unfinished
look where some showers had been improvised. We were put on our knees,
side-by-side, on the rough, concrete floor.

It was the first time I managed to look Luis in the face since we had
recognised each other. His face was covered in cum and his blond hair was
caked in it as well. His mouth was swollen and he even had cum oozing from
his nose. I knew I must look pretty much the same. Even through his
half-drunken, worn-out look, I could still sense his anger at me for
witnessing his degradation.

Cardoso grabbed us both by the hair and brought our faces together. "C'mon
faggots, kiss each other, show us what good friends you are. We want to see
you make out like two lesbians". Several of the men had followed us
gathered around us and all laughed and cheered as we started to make
out. Our mouths ranked of cum and cock-sweat, but after all the rough
treatment we had endured, even this forced tenderness was soothing and we
hugged and kissed with abandon under the amused gaze of the cheering crowd
of construction workers and the alcohol in our blood drove away any
inhibitions we might have, particularly on the side of Luis.

It was Ramiro that broke up our unexpected loving embrace. He pulled us
apart and informed us that it wouldn't be right to let all the cum they had
generously deposited inside our pussies go to waste. Before I even realised
what he meant, he pushed me down on my back on the cold floor and moved
Luis over me. Luis didn't need any coaxing to spread his smooth white
arse-cheeks apart, showing me his protruding red arse-ring, dripping with
cum. When he lowered it on my face and trapped my head between his legs, I
knew I had no choice but to stick my tongue out and push into his
cum-filled cunt. "Eat up all that healthy protein", I heard Ramiro tell me.

I had licked Luis's cummy hole before, but this time it was really
overflowing with sperm. Every time he pushed open his sphincter, a gush of
fuck-slime ran down my tongue and I was forced to lick up. When they
thought Luis had fed me all the cum he carried up his arse, they took him
off me and made him crawl between my legs to repay the service. I let out a
long moan when I felt his wet tongue pushing into my sore pussy. Someone
held my legs up so he had easier access to my arse-hole and he did a great
job eagerly licking and sucking all the cum dumped inside me.

My tongue didn't stay idle for long. To my surprise, Ramiro straddled me
and spread his own hairy arse over my face. He rubbed his arse-crack up and
down my face, until he stopped with his arse-ring right on my mouth. "Lick
that manhole, faggot, show me what a good arse-licker you are!" he
commanded. "This is what I love about faggots", he told the others "they do
any shit you want. You couldn't get a girl to do this". I started licking
his sweaty shit-hole, but he decided I needed a little incentive and
clamped his powerful fingers on my still swollen nipples. Screaming in
pain, I stretched out my tongue into his arse as much as I possibly
could. At the same time, the lust flared once more inside my own cunt and I
pushed it against Luis's sucking mouth. The deep penetration of my tongue
made Ramiro moan with pleasure. I can't help wondering what his workmates
thought of seeing him enjoying a tongue-fuck with such relish, but it
didn't seem to bother him.

After a while, he got up and looked down on me. "You nasty bitch! Your
tongue got me hard again". My heart slumped when I looked at his crotch and
confirmed that his cock was steel-hard. I knew what was going to happen and
started pleading "Please don't fuck me again, please, I can't take it
anymore". It was useless. Ramiro pushed Luis away from my arse and got on
his knees, pulling my legs up. For a moment, he just rolled his fingers
inside my tender, puffed-out cunt, admiring the result of the heavy workout
he and his friends had given it. Then his cock penetrated me again, in a
long forceful push. It found little or no resistance from my arse-muscles,
but now that my sore boy-pussy had cooled down from the long gang-fuck the
feeling of a cock pounding me deep inside felt even more excruciating.

To make it worse, some other man decided to put aside any inhibitions about
having any sort of anal pleasure and try out the effects of my tongue. I
had no alternative but to do as he wanted, especially once he resumed the
rough handling of my nipples that Ramiro had stopped.

My strongest fear was that the whole gang-bang was starting again. I knew I
couldn't possibly endure it again, with or without the aid of the
brandy. Fortunately, once Ramiro shot yet another load up my poor battered
rectum and the man I was licking jerked himself off all over my chest and
belly, they pulled me up to my knees and did the same to Luis, who I think
had had to lick a couple of hairy arse-holes as well.

For a moment, I wondered if we were going to have to put out our little
"lesbian" show again. I could sense Luis was more in a hateful mood towards
me than a tender one, now that the effect of the brandy started to clear
off.

But that wasn't their intention, anyway. Cardoso stood right in front of me
and shouted "Open your faggot mouth, bitch. You need my hot piss to wash
down the cum from your filthy faggot throat". His burning urine splashed
all over my face before he aimed it at my obediently open mouth. The
powerful jet gargled in my mouth and made me choke and gag, forcing me to
swallow much of the fluid.

The men laughed, cheered and shouted obscenities at us. In no time, streams
of steaming, stinking urine started coming from all directions, hitting me
and Luis. We were too tired even to try to avoid them and just submitted to
it, keeping our mouths open to be used like human urinals.

When the piss finally ran down, they turned on the cold water from the
showerheads right above us. We squirmed in pain and tried to crawl away
from the freezing shower, but they kept kicking us back under the cold
water. Painful as it was to endure it, it did wash away most of the slime
that covered us and helped revive us both, getting the circulation fully
back into our numb limbs and clearing our heads from the effects of the
brandy. Under their instructions, we even spread our arse-cheeks and tried
to shit out the remains of the sperm that had been pumped into our rectums,
as water cleansed the outside of our slimy, abused cunts.

Back at the dorm, still dripping and shivering, we were finally allowed to
pick up our clothes and put them on. Strangely, one of the things I felt as
most humiliating was having to dress in front of all of them. Now that I
was fully conscious, I felt terribly ashamed of their gaze and their
obscene comments. As Cardoso, Max and Ramiro led us back to the outside
world, I could hear the drunken goodbyes of the rest of the men, inviting
us to come back soon for more "fun". The three of them took us up to the
open ground floor, groped our butts as a way of saying goodbye and repeated
jokingly that we were always welcome. Then, they left us there and
disappeared back down into the basement.