Date: Sun, 25 Sep 2005 11:26:17 EDT
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: gangbanging shemar moore -3

This story is a work of fiction. The celebrities depicted are pure
fantasy. This series was inspired by "Vraxis" at (VRAXIS@hotmail.com).
The characters, and story concepts are derived from HIS 2003 series
"gangbanging Mario Lopez". I continue this adaptation with his
permission.
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GANGBANGING SHEMAR MOORE
Chapter -3

***OPEN 24 HOURS***

Shemar was fucked for hours, as an endless line of celebrities, thugs,
and staff members from the hip-hop club called -The Gauge, lined up to
have at him. He was fucked in every position known to man, and even in
some he would have thought physically impossible. He was fucked, slapped,
beaten, pissed on, insulted, and cummed in by nearly every man that
stepped foot in that establishment over the last 24 hours. After the
first 10 hours, when he fell asleep with someone still jamming his
man-pussy, he was either pissed on until he woke up, or slapped viscously
across the face until his eyes popped open. Shemar would snap back into
consciousness, with his ass still getting pounded. He had no control over
what happened to him, no say in who fucked him or how many times he took
dick. He was reduced to nothing more than a pussy, his ass became a cum
dump for the hip-hop world at large. Young and old fucked him and dumped
their hot loads of cum or piss into his sluttish bowels. And the 2 dicks
currently fucking his 2 available holes never decreased, he was fucked
deep, hard, and raw from the moment he arrived, up until the precise
moment Viper came back to pick him up the following night.

"Wussup, Bitch? Did you have a good night last night?" asked the bright
bouncer, fresh through the door from his home and a good night's sleep.
Shemar lay on the cold matted floor, barely conscious and reeking of
stale piss and cum. His anal pussy was currently being creamed by his
last taker (a Gauge staffer sent to clean the VIP Lounge), just as his
face was being showered by a heavy spray of freshly shot semen. Once
vacated, he stared up at the bouncer, whom smelled the fresh scent of a
recent shower and the spray of expensive cologne. Viper was sporting a
new suit, giving further sign that the day had changed. Shemar couldn't
help but feel like a used refugee, as he wondered what day it was.

Viper smiled outwardly, amused by the sight of how fucked up Shemar
looked. The "pretty boy" whose face and chiseled body made him a
celebrity, was now fucked and soaking wet with the secreted bodily fluids
of countless men. His face and body was literally plastered with cum. His
skin was drawn so tight from the dried liquid, that it looked as if he
had a botched face-lift. His finely short cut hair was matted into place,
as well as his eyebrows, lashes, facial and chest hair. His mouth, chin,
nostrils, and eye sockets had crusted semen caked in. His lips were
swollen, bloated, and chapped from too much sucking. His legs, back, and
body ached all over from being pounded in too many different positions
for hours -nonstop. His dick was dead, and his asshole seriously looked
like a train wreck ran through it, -sideways. Viper laughed at the
pitiful sight before him.

"Guess this'll keep you from turning yur nose up to another bouncer, now
won't it playa?" he laughed a hardy laugh at Shemar's expense. "Thought
yur ass was ALL THAT last night, did'n you punk? Now look you...all
fucked out and lookin like the trailer trash that spawned you! GET UP,
Muthafucka!"
Shemar was pulled to his feet. His body was exhausted from a lack of
sleep, as well as sore from the heavy pounding it received. He stood
wobbly, barely able to hold himself up. Excess cum poured out of his
stretched hole in rivers, falling to the mat floor in a cascade of
semen-fall. On lookers laughed in rude disgust, amused by how much
punishment they wore on him.

"Turn around, Bitch!" ordered Viper, uncaring how tired the celebrity
looked. Shemar slowly turned, taking each step carefully. His ass was so
relaxed, that he feared something more substantial may escape him if he
moved too quickly. Viper allowed his musty gaze to wash over Moore's
body, zeroing in on the soap star's firm buttock. He removed his sports
jacket, and rolled up the sleeve to his white silk shirt. Others watched
intensely as he removed his diamond rings and platinum watch.
"Hold that muthafucka still." he announced to his boiz as he stepped in
behind Shemar.

Shemar felt two guys that fucked him several times earlier that day, grip
his arms tightly. Shemar was frightful for what Viper was about to do to
him, but was too tired to resist. Viper got down on one knee behind
Shemar, and started to play with the seriously stretched, fucked and
abused hole which no longer held any of it's former shape.

"Damn, you boys did a serious J-O-B- on this nigga's ass!" he whistled,
watching the weak flabby lips easily swallow up three of his fingers.
"Bet you don't even feel that shit, do you bitch?" he asked an incoherent
Shemar.

"Well, you knows how we roll, V!" laughed one of his boiz, playing with
his lively dick as he watched his boss about to fist the celebrity. "You
know how we be doin that shit up in here!"

"Yeh, I know nigga. I'm the one that taught YUR ass how to take dick by
fuckin YUR ass!" challenged Viper, drawing a "woo" from the crowd.
Shemar wasn't sure what was going on, as he had his back to Viper's
front. He thought he felt some touching around his asshole, but the loose
ring was so numb, that he just wasn't quite sure. Then suddenly he felt
something big and solid jam up into his guts. Shemar bucked from the
unexpected penetration, but was held tightly into place by the 2 strong
sets of arms holding him up.

"Look at that shit!" exclaimed Viper, watching his entire hand and wrist
slam up into the flabby anus. "Did you see his boi-pussy swallow my whole
hand in one shove? Talk about being fucked Overboard!!"
Shemar couldn't believe what he was hearing, but somehow he knew it was
true. Somehow he had the bouncer's entire hand stuffed up his cum slick
ass. He could feel his liquidity guts moving around to make room for the
fisted mass. He looked around at some of the shocked faces, people unable
to believe that a badly abused hole could take such unusual punishment.
While other were laughing, amused by his discomfort as Viper jammed half
of his forearm up into the chute as well.

"Please..." groaned an exhausted Moore, unable to fight back as the fist
pumped in him back and forth. His asshole snapped around Viper's wrist,
and sucked snugly on his arm as he moved it in and out. His ass was so
badly ruined, that he couldn't even expel something as huge as a man's
arm. But despite the pain and humiliation, his limp dick started to
harden despite himself. Viper pulled his hand nearly all the way out, but
quickly shoved it all the way back in fully. Shemar groaned erotically,
subconsciously rotating his hips on Viper's arm.

"Please WHAT, bitch? Look at you! Yur suck a natural whore, that you
taking to this fistin like a Pro! Look at yur pussie swallow up my arm
like it was only a 6 inch prick!"
Shemar knew it was true. He could feel his asshole quickly getting used
to the limb inside him. He humped his ass back against the probing fist,
unable to control his own actions. One of the guests fell to his knees to
pay homage to the celebrity's stiff dick, but was violently pushed away
by one of Viper's crew.

"Don't touch his dick!" ordered Viper from behind. "His dick's all
limits! No one touches this bitch's clit, or you answer to ME! Got that?"
The whole room mummer a collective "yes", knowing Viper's word was LAW.
Shemar's dick was left stiff and unattended, it bobbed up and down with
each movement the huge fist made inside him. Viper smacked at the tan
cheeks (which were beat a bright red by many of the fuckers surrounding
him) with his free hand. He jammed his fist harder up into the slimy hole
which leaked old and freshly pumped semen down his arm to the elbow.
Shemar gasped as he rose up on his tip-toes from a particularly deep
thrust, and erupted in orgasm all over the matter floor below him.

"OOOOHHH...AAAAAAARRRRHHHHHHH...!!!" he screamed.
His dick throbbed and pulsed sorely, pumping out a lite stream of semen
from his depleted ball sack. The energy it took to cum, totally wiped him
out. He slumped forward, and surely would have fallen to the floor had he
not been held up by Viper's men. His stiff cock was still dripping semen
to the floor, when Viper suddenly yanked his fist out of the totally
ravaged hole, spilling a bucket full of anal slime and cum all over the
floor. Shemar grunted in discomfort when the large hand exited.

"Take that bitch out to the car." ordered Viper, wiping his arm into a
towel provided by one of the staffers. Shemar was walked out of the room
by his arms, his feet dragging behind him as his asshole continued to
drip cum. All he wanted to do was sleep, he could barely feel parts of
his body anymore. He wondered if he still had a job to go to, knowing he
had a pivotal scene we was supposed to shoot the morning after he first
arrived here. He could only guess what his agent was saying, trying to
get a hold of him on the phone with no success.
Shemar hung his head low, as he was dragged out of the VIP Lounge and
brought into the main club. Eyes fell apon him as he was taken through
the club nude. Another bouncer opened the door for him, as he was taken
out to the front of the club to an awaiting limousine. The door was
opened, and Shemar was easily tossed naked into the back seat. On lookers
peered into the car, trying to get a glimpse of the nude man when Viper
came out shortly thereafter. He shoved the spectators out of the way, and
entered the limo with 3 of his crew; -Ox, Ormel, and Raheim.

The limo took off down the street, as people pointed at the tinted
windows and wondered if the nude man was who they thought it was. Shemar
was aware that he was the only passenger aboard without clothes. The four
other occupants went on to talk about him as if he weren't there. They
discussed how many niggas fucked him during his 24 hour period, and
talked about how funny it was seeing him reduced off his high horse
before their eyes. Viper congratulated them on a job well done of making
sure he Shemar did as told. They laughed at his humiliation, tickled by
his defeat. He sat there quietly, accepting his temporary fate as they
drove him to an unknown destination.

"Bet you ain't never had so much black dick in yur pussie before, now
have you boi?" asked Viper, smoking a giant cigar and blowing the stuffy
smoke into Moore's face. "Been givin that ass up to all that white
Hollywood cock all these years, that you can barely walk now that you
done had over 100 niggas pound that ass!"

"Here-here!" laughed Reheim, lifting a 40oz in agreement. He himself had
butt fucked Shemar's ass 4 times during that period, and was sure that
most of his load had drained out onto the matted floor from Viper's
fisting.

"Well, yur anal ordeal ain't over yet, bitch!" announced Viper, bringing
more concern to Shemar's plaster coated face. He watched Viper unzip his
slacks, and pull out his stiff dick. "Suck this muthafuka." he said
simply.
Shemar meekly crawled over to Viper, until his head was just above the
thick, black 10" bar of hard flesh. He glanced over at the other men
watching, and obediently took the cock head into his mouth. Viper's broad
head filled his oral cavity completely, but Shemar's mouth and throat had
been stretched so wide, that he was able to take the full length of the
amazing rob in just a few stroke. Viper sat back in his seat and watched
as Shemar swallowed up every inch of his thick manhood. Shemar didn't
stop descending until his lips were scratched against the zipper of
Viper's trousers. Viper grabbed the back of Shemar's head, and ground his
cock around in the man's throat, to let him know who was boss.

Shemar understood his place, and allowed Viper to fuck his throat any way
he saw fit. He bobbed his head up and down along the shaft, sucking and
slurping a long the length as his mouth caressed the thick pipe gently.
The other men got excited watching Shemar work for his next meal. Each of
them had busted in him several times, having sent nearly a half of cup of
cum into him a piece, yet watching him service the boss had their dick
raging for more.
The limo pulled off the main road, and onto a side street. Shemar could
feel the difference in of the road's texture as the limo drove over bumpy
and uneven terrain. Shemar wasn't sure where they were taking him, but he
understood that it was probably somewhere where he would receive more
fucking. His poor asshole was in shape for more punishment, but he knew
well that he was at Viper's mercy. He was in no position to argue or make
demands.

He continued to labor over Viper's dick, taking it deeply into his mouth
and throat with each stroke of his lips. Viper made him pick up the pace,
even as the limo slowed to a stop. Shemar felt the dick thicken in his
throat, and knew he was about to feast on the bouncer's semen.
With a grunt, the semen erupted from Viper's steely cock, and burst into
Shemar's throat like a volcano. Hot semen poured into Shemar's stomach
like lava, causing the actor's own dick to harden between his tan thighs.
He drank everything Viper fed him, moaning and groaning like a slut in
heat as he accepted his hot meal graciously. After a moment, Viper yanked
his dick from Shemar's sucking lips, and tucked it back in his pants.

"Where here Bitch, yur new home for the next 24 hours!" announced the
finely dressed sadist. He pushed a button in the door side panel, and
automatically rolled down the window for his captive. "Take a good look
at yur new home!" he said.
Shemar sat up, holding back a painful wail as his sore muscles screamed
for a massage and some sleep. He licked Viper's salty cum from his lips
as he looked out the window, looking for a big building, or mansion, or
club house, or yacht. Instead he saw a bridge overpass, and open space. A
link fence held back wild life growing in a trash lot just under the
bridge. In the distance Shemar saw a burning canister, and male figures
standing around it in a huddle. Cardboard boxes lined the gate, designed
as row houses with people living inside them. He pulled his head back
into the limo, and looked back at Viper and his crew in shock.

"That's...that's no home..." he gasped, trying to catch his breath.
"...that's...that's..."

"Sced-Row!" smiled Viper. Shemar's face expression never changed, as the
dry cum kept his face frozen in time. "And I expect you to treat these
boiz with the same respect you treated my men last night."

"You can't mean what I THINK you mean...!" questioned Shemar, hoping he
was hearing wrong.

"I mean exactly what I said, muthafucka! Now get yur ass outta MY limo,
and start workin that ass like I told you!!" demanded Viper, opening
Shemar's side door and kicking the celebrity out on the ground with his
feet.
Shemar fell against the gate and onto the dusty road. Viper got out
behind him, roughly grabbing his arm and pulling him up to his feet.

"No please...don't do THIS to me, their BUMS!"

"Here you go again, thinkin you above people!" sighed Viper. "Nigga ain't
you learned yet, that you ain't nothin special round here?"
Viper dragged Shemar down the road to where most of the derelicts were
gathered. Many of them turned to see what was going on. They pierced
through the dark, trying to make out the 2 figures coming closer. Viper
stopped walking, and roughly threw Shemar to the ground before them.

"Here's a present to yall muthafuckas." he said, generously. "This's
Shemar Moore. He's a big time movie star that makes more money in one
day, then any of yur poor nigga's've seen in yur entire lives combined! I
brought him down here to teach his rich sorry ass a lesson in humility.
You all have 12 hours to fuck him in any way you see fit, -just don't
mane or kill his ass, cuz I got plans for him! Understand?"

Viper threw his half smoked cigar down to the ground beside Shemar, then
turned to walk away. Shemar screamed Viper's name, begging him not to
leave him there at the mercy of bums. The derelicts gathered around him
closer, admiring his muscular build and firm ass cheeks. As Shemar
watched the limo drive away, he felt rough hands pulling at his smooth
tender skin. His ass cheeks were parted, as someone climbed aboard his
back. He felt an enormous rod sink deeply into his slick, fisted, welled
fuck cum hole, and screamed.

end of part three