The Party

Part II: Justin

Justin is at the patio door. We had talked earlier. He said he was a big outdoors guy too. We both talked about camping and backpacking. He had done a third of the Appalachian Trail, and had hiked parts of the Florida and Pacific Crest Trails. I was a bit jealous. We had a long conversation, and I found him rather attractive. I pegged him as being in his late 30’s. Most of the guys here seem to be in their late 30’s, 40’s. Jon's 41, so at 20, I am the youngest one here. Justin had some good stories and we shared a few laughs.

Justin is just staring at me now. His demeanor seems different. His gaze doesn’t seem as friendly. I sense a bit of contempt. Shame washes across me again. I feel my face begin to flush. He had been one of the guys... upstairs. He wasn't quick like some of the others. He had taken his time with me.

My mind flashes back to a moment in that room, upstairs. I was on all fours being fucked roughly, while another had his hands around my head, forcibly pushing my head repeatedly down on his rod. Dicking me down my throat. He gave a final deep thrust and held my head firmly. My nose and face smashed against his pubes. I felt him spasm and jets of warm liquid hit the back of my throat. He withdrew and released me, that was when I noticed Justin. He recognized me in that moment as well. I saw his eyes grow wide. A look of what seemed like shock shot across his face. There were 4 or 5 others in the room as well. Justin asked what was going on. One of the guys replied that I was part of the entertainment Matt was supplying. “Lube’s on the bedstand, condoms too.”Hhe smirked, “ but noones's using them. He’s a good lay. Cries a little, but the bitch can really take it.” Justin’s attitude seemed to be changed by those words. I saw disapproval… then lust.

At about that time, the guy currently in my ass made a big show that he was about to cum. He grabbed me around the throat with both hands and squeezed so hard that my eyes bugged out. There was a grunt and he pushed into me with tremendous force. He screamed as he came. I’m sure the whole house heard him. He withdrew and wiped his piece on the back of my thigh, then re-entered to grind away until he went soft. He bent down to my ear, his breath reeking heavily of alcohol…like all the others. “You’re a pathetic piece of shit, but a great fuck.” With that he smacked my butt hard, knocking me forward a bit. Having just been choked, all that I could do was whimper. He smacked my ass again and said in a loud voice: “Whore’s primed for another dicking. Who's next in line?”

A tall guy who had been jerking off to the side approached. He had been watching, almost from the beginning. Stroking his dick and encouraging the others to have no mercy on me.

He started to climb on top of the bed but Justin protested and pulled him back. For a second I thought my new friend was going to put an end to all this. But no, he just wanted to fuck me too. The two exchanged some words. I thought for a moment that a fight might break out between them, but the tall guy grumbled and relented.

Justin climbed on the bed and hovered over me. “You’re not who I thought you were. I assumed you were a friend of Matt's. I didn't realize you were part of the…. festivities. I'm glad though, ‘cause I've had my eye on your ass all night.”

I protested that this wasn't what it looked like, that I was a friend of Matt’s. I came with Jon. I said that Matt in his drunken state, took advantage of me.

“Yeah, I see that you're a ‘friend’ of Matt's.” Justin continued, “and you're going to be my ‘special friend’ now.”

“No.” I protested again. “That’s NOT how it is. I don’t want this, didn't ask for it. It’s a mistake,” my voice trailed off.

“Yet here you are, legs spread wide, cunt dripping, mouth open,” someone nearby said harshly.

“Shut his mouth already. Nobody cares.” said another.

None of this mattered to Justin anyway. He was in another world and my words either didn’t register with him, or else he didn’t care. He grabbed my head with both hands and tried to kiss me roughly. I wasn’t giving in. He seemed perplexed and angered by my resistance. He grabbed my face, pressing his thumb hard into one cheek and his other four fingers into the other. He pinched them together so hard that my lips reflexively parted and my mouth opened. “Don’t be difficult. This is what you’re here for.” The words came out gruffly. He bent down again and kissed me hard, forcing his tongue inside my mouth and all around. Sucking my tongue into his. Grabbing the side of my head, he turned it to the side, pushing my head into the bed. Savagely he began to kiss and suck at my jawline and neck. Slowly, Justin worked his way down to my armpits. He remarked how much my blond hairs turned him on as he buried his face in each pit. Lapping at them, and pulling at the hairs with his lips and teeth

He sat up and yanked off his shirt exposing his nicely toned, trimmed chest and fairly large nips. He placed his hands on my biceps and squeezed. His hands began their exploratory move down my body. examining, squeezing every inch. They paused briefly at my pecs…his thumbs encircling my nips, rubbing and pushing into them. His hands then resumed their downward trek until they reached my hips. I felt him shimmy his hands under my backside grabbing my buttocks and then fondling them. I began to relax a bit and enjoy his touch. Justin brought his mouth to my stomach and stuck his tongue inside my belly button. From there his tongue traced a path back up my chest to my nips where he began to nuzzle and suckle them. I began to moan, it felt so good. He was handsome. I loved the smell of his sweat.

The sucking became more intense. He squeezed my ass tighter, his fingernails were digging in. He sucked my nipples harder and then he bit one… really hard. I tensed up and shrieked. I brought my hands up and tried to push him off me, but he was too heavy. I tried to punch him in the back and sides with my fist. There were a couple whoops from the room. Justin was startled, but this only seemed to excite him more and he continued to bite them… harder. Two other guys were instantly upon me, pulling my arms up over my head and zipping my wrists with cable ties.

None of this phased Justin. His hands continued to play with my ass, his fingernails were long and sharp. They began cutting into my butt, and made me start to howl. Despite the pain, I was enjoying the assplay and my dick began to swell. I heard murmurs of approval from the room. Someone said “Fuck him already.” Justin ignored them.

Justin slid down the bed a bit and buried his face in my groin. He inhaled deeply and again exclaimed how much he loved my blond bush. He spread his fingers and used them to grab and pull at my pubes, playing with the haiars. “I just go crazy for blond boys,” he gushed and then buried his head in them again. He inhaled my musk. The pain around my nipples receded and I began to enjoy the sex again. His tongue lapped my balls, then he started sucking them one by one. He went down on my dick, engulfed it. He began to rhythmically bob up and down on my cock, swirling his tongue and tightening his lips around it. My toes curled. I continued to moan, though I tried to stifle them… unsucessfully. I did not want anyone to know I was actually enjoying this. My breath quickened, I was close to climaxing again. He abruptly stopped. I watched as he unfastened his pants and pushed them down. A member of the crowd helped him by grabbing the legs of his pants and pulling them off.

He got up on his knees. His uncircumcised dick jutted straight out with a slight upward curve. He had a nice one. Not the longest or thickest that I had seen tonight, but definitely one of the most attractive. There was definite seepage at the tip. He spread my legs far apart and back … lifting up my ass and exposing my hole. He gruffly told one of the others to take hold of my legs to free his hands. I was expecting him to start eating it out, but instead he began stroking his cock. He remarked that my hole looked surprisingly tight for a slut. Someone handed him the lube and he smeared some on my opening. He swirled his index finger around my hole several times. It felt good until he plunged it in. I winced and inhaled sharply, not so much at the sudden entry but because of his nail. It was long and sharp. It scraped the insides of my hole as he moved around his finger every which way. It felt like he was digging in there. He looked up, obviously pleased that he had elicited a squeal from me. He removed ihis finger and immediately jammed two in. I yelled out again and squirmed, uselessly. My wrists still bound over my head and my legs held firmly back by a guy I couldn't quite see. Justin kept forcing his fingers in and out.. a third was added. I pleaded for him to stop, but instead something was stuffed in my mouth and I was ordered to shut the fuck up. It hurt fiercely as he twisted his digits around, stretching out my cunt to make room for his manhood. Tears welled up in my eyes.

He picked up the lube again and slathered his prick with it. He slapped his rod on my thigh several times and then harshly on my balls causing shocks of pain to pulse through my groin. I tried to kick out, but the dude restraining them prevented me. He pulled my legs back further. Justin got in my face and stared hard into my eyes. He snarled: “I want you to see this. I want you to watch as a real man slides his cock into your trashy white ass and… FUCKS… YOU… UP! I want you to see me enter your cunt, over and over and over. Knowing that it won't stop until your ass is completely wrecked and my balls are totally empty.” He removed my gag. “I want to hear you experience this. I want to hear all your pleas, cries, and moans while you fulfill your duty as my bitch. Beg me! Beg for more or beg me to stop, but know that I won't. It won't end until I've creamed you and my balls are depleted.”

The others in the room loved this, they crowded closer to watch. I counted at least six of them. All of them had their dicks out and were stroking. They hooted. Whispers of “do it already” and “ram it in” escaped their lips.

Justin slowly scooched up closer to me, his penis fully engorged, veins clearly visible. He pushed the tip against my crack and very slowly dragged it up and down my crack several times. Finally he stopped at my boycunt and let it rest there, lightly pressing against my hole. I could feel the tip throbbing. I tensed up and began to take rapid breathes, not knowing if he was going to ram it in fast and deep, or slowly bore his way into me. He bent my head up to look into his eyes again. “Ready Sport?” He left go of my head. This was so cruel. I wanted this whole evening to be over.

I grit my teeth and prepared for the sudden thrust and the ensuing jab of pain. Instead, mercifully he gently pressed it into me. I watched the tip very gradually disappear into my abyss. As the tip vanished into me, he exclaimed: “I’m in!” Justin moaned loudly, most likely for the benefit of everyone else there. “Bitch is still tight.” Probably true because I just couldn’t relax and was racked with anxiety. He let the tip stay there for a short time, taking in the sensation. “You watching Kevin? Do you feel me, boy?”

When I didn’t answer he smacked his hand against my cheek hard. I bit my tongue and yelled out. “Yes Sir, I’m watching”

“How does it feel?”

“It hurts!” Another whack across my face.

“No! You’re a slut. This is what you live for. Again now… how does it feel?”

“ Good, it feels good,” I muttered. Again SMACK

“ No! Say it like you goddamn mean it”

I shouted “Your dick feels fucking good”

“Yes, of course a tramp would say that. You want more of it? You want my tool to explore your hole, find it’s bottom?”

“Yes” I replied, but apparently without enough emphasis because I got clouted again. I started sobbing, I couldn’t help it.

“Your’e a Goddamn slow, stupid bitch aren’t you Kevin. Make me believe it, you stupid shit. I’m putting in a lot of effort here. Do your part.”

“I do. I need to feel you completely inside of me. I want it” I screamed-sobbed this, the words came out slowly in between my blubbering. “Fuck me.”

“Anything for you, boy,” he said in a sweet voice. “I knew you wanted it.” Justin grabbed my head again and brought it up, closer to the action. His dick began to penetrate me further. Slowly. He commanded me to moan my appreciation. At this point my mind went numb. Fighting anymore was just useless.

“Tell everyone what you see boy.”

“ Your cock is disappeared inside me”

This time Justin slaps my balls hard and I yell and try to buck. “Did you go to school bitch or are you just a country white trash dropout? Didn't they teach you adjectives in school? What do you SEE?!”

“Your dick.. your fffffaaat, thick whhhhite dddick going in my undeserving, cunt hole,” I stuttered weeping.

“Shit yes,” Justin bellowed. “Good words. Fat. Thick….Definitely undeserving. Knew you had more than a first grade education in you.”

I observed the last of his shaft sink inside of me. Nothing left to see but his pubes brushing against my ass. He pushed in a bit more to make sure it was all inside. It hurt. It ached, but at least it had been slow. It was humiliating being watched by everyone. All I wanted was him to unload and take it out, but I knew that this was only the beginning. He stayed there for a moment and then withdrew… still making sure I was taking it all in. His shaft came out glistening, pulling streaks of cum with it, from the others who had preceded him.

“Good Boy,” he said. “It is so nice and warm in there. Tell me again how it feels to give it up to me… and in front of everyone here. giving up your boypussy to me.”

“Well you weren’t the first one in there tonight” It was meant to be a private thought, only I accidently said it out loud. He gave me a withering look. I prepared myself for another whack.

“Yeah, I know I wasn’t the first one, you little turd. You're a party slut aren't you?”. He grabbed my hair and yanked my head to the left and right. “And you see these others? All those dicks are dying to taste your insides too. And probably everyone else who’s downstairs too, you dirty nasty little putz. All these guys here, they’re managers, professionals, men with real jobs… and who are you? Just some dirty, trashy kid that Matt probably found in some alley. What did he give you? $25-$50? You probably drooled over that money. No Dignity. Giving it up on the cheap to a bunch of strangers”

“No, I know him, he’s a…..” he cut off my words by jamming his cock back into me. He took control of my legs and spread them further apart. He pulled out completely and then stabbed it straight back in, impaling me over and over. Hard thrusts, savage.. he wanted to punish me. With every plunge, I let out a hard, loud grunt, as the head of his cock pushed against the back of my colon. His balls slapped against my ass. He was enjoying this.

He asked me, of all the dicks I had tonight, who had the biggest.

“Yours by far. It's massive.” I yelled back.

“ And how many dicks ya gonna take tonight, scum”?

I tried to think what he wanted to hear. “50..60” I whispered.

“Boytramp!”

A short heavy guy on my left couldn’t take it any more. He climbed on the edge of the bed and shot several streams of thick white cum that landed on my neck and face.

This seemed to excite Justin all the more. His thrusts became more rapid, along with his breathing.

“Ok whore. Time to make some babies. Tell me you want them!”

“Give them to me please” I loudly cried out as best I could. “Unload in me. fuck me, breed me.”

And he did. One last nasty thrust and I felt his thigh muscles tighten and his dick spasmed. He bellowed..”Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck fuck!” He came with so much force that I felt the pulses of liquid squirting out deep inside me.

The room yelled their approval. Another guy lost it and blew his load. Aiming it so that his discharge spewed over my entire torso.

Spent, Justin let himself fall on top of me. The weight of him made it hard to breathe. I was still sniveling when he climbed off and he crammed something back in my mouth.

“Fucktard,” he sneered at me. “You keep my babies inside you. I want them to take. Understand? I may want another round with you later.”

All I could do was shake my head yes, and be glad his part was over for now. I looked around. There were so many guys there, the faces looked different. Pants puddling around their ankles, stroking their shafts, mouths open. Some had their phones pointed at me as well. They acted like a pack of hungry animals… drunk, circling around their prey. Furtively glancing at each other to decide who was going to attack me next. The tall one stepped forward.

My guess was that he was 6’5 or maybe 6’6” Brown hair, neatly trimmed beard. Green eyes. I remember the green eyes. He grabbed my wrists without a word and cut the binding. He pulled me by my arms to the side of the bed so that my head hung over the side, me staring at the ceiling. His cut dick hung downward, extending below his balls and just inches above my face. I remember wondering if all tall guys had long dicks. His crotch was shaved, not even a hint of stubble. BIg balls. Mushroom head.

He removed the gag Justin had crammed in my mouth. I saw ducks. The gag was part of my shredded boxers.

“Open up and no teeth,” he said in a calm emotionless voice. That’s all he said throughout the ordeal. I complied. My mouth opened and he lowered his dick into it. I sucked on it as best I could. I worked my tongue around the head and shaft, which was a little difficult considering the position I was in. His cock began to get stiff. I grabbed his thighs to get more leverage… to do a better job, but he pushed them away. He pulled out and dropped his ball sac on my lips. I lapped at them gently, carrassed each orb with my tongue, before encasing them both in my mouth. He seemed to enjoy this.

He put his dick back in. It was rock hard at this point and I got a taste of pre-cum… a bit sweet which was nice. I slurped it up. Initially he was only pushing it in a little ways, but then he began to push it farther back and into my throat. He was kind at first. When I began to choke and sputter he would stop and take it out for a bit to let me catch my breath. Of course that didn’t last long. Soon enough the breaks got shorter and he pushed in deeper… with more umph, his rhythm increased.

He snapped his fingers in my ear and pointed up toward his face. He wanted me to look into his eyes. He grabbed my head and held it firm as he forced his swollen member in as far as it would go. It hit the back of my throat… there was resistance, but he compelled his cock to slide further back. He held it there. I sputtered and gagged, but he kept a firm grip on my head and I couldn’t move it. I tried to push him away, but at this point most of my strength was gone and he easily defeated my efforts. The blowjob had become a skullfucking. Drool was dripping from my lips in ropes.

This continued, he would force himself completely in and stop. I felt my face become warm, flush. Still choking, his face would begin to fade from my vision and then he would withdraw and I would gulp air back into my lungs.

This repeated itself for what was an eternity to me. Suddenly he stopped and grabbed his dick and just held it. Squeezed it. This tall guy was trying to stifle his orgasm. He succeeded. He obviously wanted to continue with me later. I was still gasping when he stepped back and motioned for someone to take over.

Everything after that remains fuzzy. I remember at one point being harshly dragged off the bed and slammed up against the wall. Fucked so hard that I was forced upward on my tippy toes. At another point I was commanded to get on all fours and crawl around, suck dicks. I was instructed to act like a bitch in heat… to bark and woof before one guy eventually mounted me for breeding. As he jettisoned his “puppies” into me I was told to “howl” loudly like a coyote at the moon. It was all recorded. This was the one scene that definitely went viral and would haunt me for a very long time.

Another moment I remember was one in which I was being screwed on the bench at the foot of the bed. I heard some guy mutter to the others… something about an unused hole. He approached and he forced my head to the side with the heel of his hand. His brought his dick to my face and I assumed he was going to cum on it. Instead he cupped one hand around my ear, and with his other hand he stroked his rod. Within seconds he ejaculated into my ear. When he was finished he yanked my ear up and down, back and forth so that his cum dripped into and filled my ear canal. Sounds became muffled and far away, but I heard the others guffaw and give their approval. I felt defiled and degraded.

In the end my ankles were zipped to the slats of the headboard, far apart. My wrists were also tied together above my head and secured to the slats. I was blindfolded and violated again. Then it was over. Wrists released and I heard the bedroom door close. The flashback ends. I am back in the present.

to be continued...