It was over in only a few minutes: bound, gagged and truly fucked by several guys.
Tuesday evening at the Bathhouse. I was bored. Tuesday are quiet days; few are around like on the weekend when it's much busier, but I was tired of staying home - and frankly, I was getting horny. I could’ve stayed home and jerked off, but I looking for some action, I figured I try the bathhouse.
I was quickly disappointed. Checking in, I requested a basic room, got my towels, stripped down and walked into the general ‘staging area’. I was wearing my new jock strap as well as wearing one of my thick leather belts. Walking I noticed that (aside from a few scattered around the bathhouse) there was little going on.
The bathhouse had been around for awhile. You walk to the door, check in at the front desk. The staff are decent and the place is kept clean. The indoor air was on so the place was cool and comfortable, encouraging one to relax and spread out.
I walked about at first: coming in from the ground floor, I briefly visited the basement dungeon area, where you can check out the ‘glory hole’ rooms whose walls have holes where you stick your hard on to get your cock anonymously sucked off. Next door, the ‘bondage area’ where you'd find the two frames where visors can be bound, with their hands and feet tied wide apart, making it easier to get fucked or sucked off - or both. Up the next floor above where I walked, there’s both a dry and wet sauna where you can also indulge in sexual activity, depending if it gets crowded. and just slightly over there’s a smaller room where you can activate various lights, dance and/or start an orgy within others.
Up on the second and third floors are rooms of various sizes: usually either single (small slightly crowded places with small beds and double size rooms that are bigger, where you can also get bed stands that’ll enable you or your partner to get tied up on and all the rooms allowed you to keep the doors open to let others watch or join in, or close and locked where you'd enjoy your privacy for as long at 8 hours. And lastly, the top floor is available where you can sit outside and smoke a cigarette (sex outside is frowned upon as those in taller buildings can look down and see any outside activity.
So I sat in the ground floor area by the bar and snack area, on the long bench and a small table with several chairs. I sat facing the tv, wearing my small, tight jock strap and leather belt, along with my small bag of various items - rope, ball gag and some lube. I’m of average build and height, not overweight or calling for any desperation on my part: I can get laid and find action. But right now, nothing’s going on save for two guys sitting together, looking at the quiet TV showing porn and another who was sitting with their legs open, looking at me,
He wasn’t too bad looking, either, and I’m beginning to think maybe,…
“Can I ask you a question?" (he asks me).
“Sure.”
“I like your jock strap; it’s rather nice. But why you wearing a belt?”
“Thanks. I just got this jock strap. And I'm wearing my ‘bondage belt’.”
“Bondage belt?”
“Yeah, I liked to be tied up.”
“Cool! But how does that belt work?”
“My hands get tied behind my back onto the belt.”
“Ah. So you can’t move your hands as too much and you can’t lift your hands over your head making it hard to escape?”
“Exactly.”
“Hmmm. And can I ask what's in your bag?”
“Well, I got a gag and rope -“ I said as I pulled out my small bag, pulling out a ball gag and couple of small rope bundles: nothing too much but enough to tie me up.
“So, you like your hands tied behind you back to your belt, gagged and then - what?”
I replied quietly, “then I get fucked and maybe sucked or jerked off.”
"So you like being a prisoner?"
"Yes."
“Mmmm Nice,…” I saw then his cock rising and getting hard.
“I like it done to me slow and deliberate," I added.
His cock then quickly got hard and was getting to be a respectable size. And now my cock was getting hard.
I asked, “how many inches?"
“Mm, about 8 inches or so. Sometimes longer if I’m turned on.”
“Would binding and gagging me make your cock bigger.” I wanted to get laid: here's my chance. I took off my jock strap, letting my hard on come out into the open as I spread my legs apart, opening up to him.
“Yes, it definitely would,” he replied as he looked at me with a serious look. His cock was already nearly at 12 o’clock/ straight up hard position. “I see that your cock is not getting smaller, either,” … and he was right.
By now I had reached a good 10 o’clock position.
We moved toward each other, sitting close by and started to touch other's cocks, getting them harder as we looked at each other. We were turning each other on.
“Here - let me help you for a minute; sit back -“ and with that he moved closer, one hand reaching over and stroking my cock while the other fondled my balls.
“Uh,…!” I opened my legs much wider and watched as he started to work on me, stroking my cock while fondling my balls as we kissed. Stopping for a moment he whispered, “get a room?” I sat there, my eyes half closed and my waist and thighs now automatically moving about, bouncing up and down in time to his hands stroking my hard cock, my eyes half closed enjoying his hands on my cock and balls, stroking me ever so good,... “mmmm, yes!”
“Nice,…!” Sudenly he moved toward me and we kissed more, using our tongues and starting to run our hands over each others, stroking each others cocks. After a few minutes he moved back and asked, “So, I tie your hands behind your back?”
I opened my small bag and pulled out two small bundles of clothelines: “here . One can be used to tie my hands; the other anything else, like my feet or my arms.”
“Hmm. Okay. stand up and turn around, cross your hands behind your back.”
“Ok -,…”
In a few moments my hands are tied behind my back to my belt, taking care not to tie around my jock strap, making sure that it could be pulled off: not too many do that. I pull on my binding and try twisting my wrists around: “Hey! You got me tied up pretty good! The rope’s around my wrists and the rope is around my belt reall good! You’re done this before!”
“Mm, maybe,...” he said as he reached over and pulled out the ball gag and then with no warning standing behind me stuffed it into my mouth and pulled back on the leather and locking it firmly in my mouth, while pulling me back against this chest. He moved my head around with the gag in my mouth as he murmured, "got you good!" Meantime, I reached done to his cock, grabbed as I stroked it. It was think and hard - and longer than 8 inches.
“Mmmmh!”
"Mmm. Got me really hard now. Nice! This is really hot!"
In just minutes, I was really gagged and truly bound. I was turned on. Now my cock was rock hard.
Just then the two other guys watching TV were up and standing behind me as they each grabbed an arm and pulled me back slightly to get off balance as my captor moved to the front of me and using the other rope line, wrapped the small rope around the based of my cock and balls, tying the rope into a firm knot and pulling it toward him forcing me to arch my back and move toward him.
I tried calling out: “MMMMMM! MMMMM!"
Taken by surprise. I tried calling out again but nobody was around or paying attention. The two firmly held my arms and stood close by, keeping me in place.
“MMMPH! MMMPH!”
No good. Looking at me, my captor quietly said, "now we have you: you're our prisoner."
"MMMMMMMPH! MMMMPH!" I struggled and tried moving about.
"You're not in any position to argue. You tied up and gagged. And it looks like nobody's gonna do anything about it." He gave a slight smile and a tug on the leash, "hope you don't mind I got some friends joining in; make it more fun!"
I struggled as best as I could, but there wasn't much I could do. Bound and gagged, my hands tied behind my back to the belt tightly, while the ball gag was well-stuffed in my mouth. I was held firmly by two, somewhat tall and well-built guys as my main captor held my cock leash tight - not so tight as to be painful, but taut to remind me I was captive.
I struggle more and called out, but the ball gag kept my voice low and my bindings had no give.
"You know on quiet nights, the club doesn't really care so much if members are going about bound and gagged."
He was right.
"MMMMMPH! MMMPH! MMMMMMPH!"
Smooth! He did it so smooth. He got me bound and gagged, cock leashed and had two others now holding my arm. They weren't watching TV; they were watching him get me. Now, nobody's around and here I am, bound, gagged, nude with three guys - one holding a rope leashed to my cock and balls, and the other two standing behind me, each holding my arms in place - and all of us with rock hard cocks. For a few moments, I struggled more, tried calling out. With my legs wide open I tried to get some sort of leverage, but it was useless: they were just too strong (both the guys behind me were clearly body builders) while the one in front who seduced me smile, watching me.
Quietly he said, "That's pretty much it; now we rape and breed you really good!"
"MMMM! MMMMMMPH! MMMPH!"I struggled and tried moving out, but it was hopeless.
My fantasy was now real: I'm about to be thoroughly fucked.
"Shh! We'll just fuck you for nice long time; that's all. Take turns. We got a room; we’re going over there now.” Looking up at the two he said, “let’s go!” ,… they pushing me forward while he pulled on my cock leash.
“MMMMMM! MMMMM! MMMMMM!” I called out in desperation, but I had to admit, I was excited. My hands tightly bound to my bondage belt; my mouth firmly gagged with my ball gag while my cock was leashed and held by a somebody whom only minutes earlier I happen to strike up a conversation while one thing lead to another - and now this: held by others - all working together.
Surprised and taken. They just 'happened to be there when this was all going down'. Prisoner of three with very large hard-ons. It clearly was no coincidence. I was ambushed in the later evening hours of a quiet sex club, taken prisoner by three men. Now, I struggled as best as I could, but my legs were kept wide by the cock leash and I was in no position to stop anyone.
And I was truly hard. The cock leash kept my hardness on; I was also turned on.
As he firmly pulled on my cock leash, "you know what the best part is? Nobody suspects anything. We get to fuck you as much as we want, and you can't do anything about it. You're all tied up, gagged and naked. It looks like it's normal because we're in a bathhouse! Since you're gagged, you can't say otherwise. Now, let's go -!" ... pulling on my cock leash.
"MMMMMPH! MMMMPH! MMMMPH!"
He was right.
Still, I struggled as I was forced forward.
I was taken by total strangers in a quiet bathhouse; forced to a private room to be throughly fucked and I couldn't do much about it. It was rape, plain and simple - although I was looking to get bound, gagged and fucked - but not quite like this. But then again, rape doesn't go on your terms.
Still, I was turned on: my cock was huge: the cock leash helping to keep my hard on. But I was well bound and gagged - taken by several dominant men who all intend to fuck my brains out.
"MMMMMMMM! MMMMMPH!"
One of the guys holding behind me: "shit! This is fucking hot!"
The other: "His calling out is turning me on!"
My Captor: "Love how he struggles! That hard on of his tells me he wants this."
Turning toward me he then reached down and pulled out another rope and tied my arms, wrapping the rope around my upper arms. Stopping for moment and looking me, he replied quietly, "nobody’s paying attention; people think it’s just another round of sex. No use really. The more you call out and struggled, the hotter it gets. Not much you can do now - but it turns us on more!”
I struggled, but the rope was too tight around my wrists and my upper arms: my jock strap was picked up by one of the guys along with my bag. I was bound, gagged and nude, my cock leashed and held by two guys with the third one in control, pulling on my leash to lead me to one of the private fuck rooms.
Closer and closer we moved forward as I struggled and called out.
It was Tuesday night - and on this quiet night, hardly anyone was around.
Still, I struggled: “MMMMMMMPH! MMMMMPH!”
The three of them quietly chuckled and pushed/pulled me to the room. The more I tried to move about, the more my cock leashed was pulled and the two guys pushed me further, keeping a firm grip on my arms.
“Heh,” said my captor: “you figure it was gonna be a quiet, boring night? Look behind you you’re gonna get plenty of cock!”
We stopped for a moment and looking behind me I was shocked: two caucasian guys with rock solids cocks about 9 to 10 inches long, very muscular guys in great shape with short hair cuts, each holding an arm of mine.
He was right: the three of them all had nice, good sized hard ons - all three just for me. I figured they must be about 8 to 9 inches big. I've seen bigger, but these guys were really, really wanting to fuck me.
In front I look at my captor as he slightly smiled, sightly pulled on my cock leash, pulled me closer to me as his whispered, “you’re ours. And in a couple of minutes we're gonna take turns fucking you.” Reaching over with one hand, he then pinched by right nipple for a minute:
“MMMMMMMM! MMMMMMM!”
Letting go we watched as the two behind me took turns pinching my nipples as he quietly whispered while they pinched: "the bathhouse don’t care: they got their money. As long as nobody gets hurt they’re good with it. Since there’s nobody around, they’re gonna watch us as we take turns fucking you for awhile. And now that we got you here, there’s not much you can do anyhow and it doesn't matter 'cause we're gonna fuck you really good for a nice, long while!”
I shook my head and moaned and struggled with my bindings and gag as he pulled on my leash more, pulling me close to him as he moved in and sucked and bit my ears, one at a time. Reaching down he then stroked my cock, making me even harder, In minutes I was truly hard, leaning back into the arms of the other captors as they then suddenly pushed me forward, talking to me:
“Here’s how it’s gonna work. We fuck you nice and good, be done with you and then leave you tied and gagged n the room with your legs tied wide open and leave the door open. We’ll leave you gagged and all tied up but others will figure you want more dick as the door will be open. You won’t be able to get away or do anything and you’ll be truly fucked for a good part of the night before you even get a chance to get unbound or ungagged. By then, we’ll be gone. But don’t worry; in the meantime, we’ll get word around about how you’re waiting to get serious cock and want to get truly fucked.”
“MMMMMMPH! MMMMMMPH!”
“Tonight's your lucky night: you're gonna get some serious dick! Let’s go; we want to get our cocks cumming in you first!”
Nothing more was said. I was truly bound and gagged, nude from the waist down, held tightly by dominant strong, muscular men with large, hard cocks - and there was nothing I could do about it. I had to admit; this was hot, but thinking I’ll be bound and gagged and fucked thoroughly made me wonder what I could do now.
I tried to moan several times, but there was no one in the other rooms. It was a quiet night. Just then as if reading my mind, my captor with the rope attached to my balls said quietly, “perfect! No one’s around to hear us fuck your brains out!”
In minutes we reached the door to the room. Pulled / pushed in, I heard the door close shut - and lock, as I was pushed onto the bed and forced to roll over. I laid there for a minute watching them as they spent a minute lubing up. The three of them doing so covered up any other noises you could hear, their lubing up noisy. Once quickly done, the two guys formerly behind me moved into position, each grabbing one of my legs and raising and pulling them apart (I couldn’t stop them) partially held them up where my captor got in between my legs, looking at me intently as he held his now enlarged, hard cock, gently stroking it (it was clearly lubricated). With little hesitation, he moved in and found my ass (despite my trying to keep his cock from getting into my ass) - and then pushed in aggressively as my back arched as I called out:
“MMMMMMMM! MMMMMMMPH!"
…my back going up and reaching as I felt this cock go in deep into me with little hesitation, as he murmured , “Yes! Yes! UHN! UHNN! SO,.. TIGHT!” … while I tried to struggle as the two held my legs in place, their grips firm and unyielding and my captor’s cock worked on me like a solid metal pipe - no hesitating or yielding, no give just hard, long, solid cock drilling into me relentlessly, penetrating me over and over and over with no sign of stopping as I could only lay there, bound and gagged.
And so it was on this late Tuesday afternoon: me, bound and gagged, nude, forced onto a private, back room bed; my legs spread wide and held in place by two strangers holding my legs while receiving a total strangers' large, wide and long cock as I struggled about, trying to call out though my gag.
The stranger pointed me, rolling his head about, moaning quietly as I could only lay there, locked in place. My gag not yielding and I found myself hard and finding a new pressure building up instead as I was about to shoot a load myself any minute now,...
It didn't last long. Turned on, he quickly fired his load, and stepped back. Once my captor was done and fired his load, then the other two go in. Once each one is done fucking me, another will take his place, and so on until all have had their fill.
The second one moved in and pushed in, leaving his cock in for a few moments, repeating this level times until he started fucking regularly, fucking ever faster until his penetrations were need and steady, his breath and grunting getting louder as he moved more and more. Saying little I watched his face move tiny a rictus, his eyes closing until he gave to a cry: "UUUHHHHHHHH! SO FUCKING - " .. and then his eyes open wide he froze as he ejaculated in me, until for a few moments he move back, fell to his knees on the floor, murmuring"so fucking good!"
The third one stood before me, lubing his hard cock - at least 9 inches long - and then he reached over and started stocking my cock, smiling as I reacted with surprised, and found myself moving in time with his hand strokes: Smiling he said, "now it's your turn to let go!" - and then pushed into me abruptly, as I moaned loudly: "MMMMMMMMM"!
"Yes! Keep doing that!" - and fucked me as he stroked by cock. By then I was so hard and wanting to let go. My body moved about as I moaned, my cock so turned on that I could only take what I was being given. the pleasure of being fucked and stroked was such it was only a few moments that I gave a muffled cry of intense pleasure ("MMMMMMMMMMM!') as I watched myself cum a large load shooting up once! twice! Three times! Now four, (but not as high up), but truly pleasurable as I shot out again for the fifth time, murmuring "mmmm! mmmmmm!" as I finally found myself slowing down on the sixth and seventh time I finally stopped.
My assailant meanwhile kept pushing steadily, higher and deeper with each stroke as he then threw his head up and back, "UHHH! UUUH! UHHH! UH!!" - cumming several times as I watched him release: "So good: watching you cum as I fuck you,...!"
It went on longer than this, though as two of them came twice, and once three times.
And there was little I could do. My bindings are too tight, my ball gag firm, while my belt wasn’t moving. But their cocks just wouldn’t stop: moving deeply and firmly into and out, over and over. My legs were soon tied to the bed, my legs wide open (they got a 'deluxe suite'). My legs were held tightly and firmly - and widely. Sometimes the position was changed: my feet bound together I was bent over the bed and receiving while laying on the bed on my stomach. I didn't matter: I couldn't move, thus I couldn’t stop my captors from fucking me, their cocks as engine pistons, not stopping and being steady up to the moment their came, relentless. I rolled my head and moaned, ever trying my wrist bindings, but it was hopeless: “I’m - Not - Stopping - Until - I cum - in - YOU!” One said with their arms were firmly down on my sides and not letting me roll over or move about.
“MMMMPH!” I would call out.
“Yes!”
“MMMMMMmmmm,…”
“Yes! Uh! Ga - !”
“MMMMMMM!”
“Uh! Uh! UH!”
“MMMMMMMMMM!” My cock was hard and now I watched as he moved back, restarted fucking me and then stroking my hard cock,…!
“MMMMMMM!” My eyes opened wide: I was being jerked off as he fucked me.
“Yes, uh, uh, Yes! Uh! UH!”
"MMMMPH! MMMPH! MMMPH!"
Then it came together: this time, he fucked me hard and fast, regular steady fucking while stroking my cock, now large and thick - sensitive to his stroking combined with his cock pushing into me like a constant piston machine, never stopping, driving me so crazy,...!
“UH! UH! UH!”
“MMMM! MMMMM! MMMM!”
“UH! NA! UH! UH! YES! OH GOD!”
I suddenly found my waist rise up as my cock then let go like a oil drill blowing out another long, white line of cum:
“MMMMMMM!” MMMMMMMMM!” MMMMM!” - ARCHING MY BACK, AS I LOOKED UP, FEELING THE SHEER PLEASURE OF LETTING GO MY CUM EVERYWHERE, ANYHERE, ALL AT ONCE AS MY LOVER CAME LONG AND HARD AT THE SAME TIME!
Togther we screamed: my scream gagged with my hands tight as my legs kept open by two while my lover’s cock his load again and again between my legs, his 8 / 9 inches firmly inside and now giving in what it could give, both of us writhing in total pleasure and excitement.
It was over in a few monents. We laid quiet, until he moved off - then it would repeat.
Another would move forward: another well-built, strong, muscular one with a large, hard cock. I was then rolled over and pulled to with my knees on the floor. In moments my feet were tied together. Before I could do anything, the new one move in, laid me down with my face onto the bed and his cock moving into my ass:
“MMMMM!"
“Shh! Nothing you can do about it -“ and with that, he grabbed my bound hands pulled me close to him as he forced me down onto the bed, his cock going in as I vainly tried to call out as he started pounding his large cock into me. My hands tightly bound before my back to my belt while my mouth is firmly gagged with a strong ball gag. Held prisoner by three guys - all horny, well built with large cocks and ready for constant action. I figured that I was going to get fucked either 6 or 9 times.
And I was in no position to argue. Just the opposite: my cock was starting to feel a hardness again. I would soon cum again knowing the more was coming my way.
I was getting my desire: dick unlimited; truly fucked.
But eventually they stopped, cleaning themselves, the leader of the group (the one who sweet talked me into bondage) then says:
"We're done with you. You'll be busy, but we'll be elsewhere. See you around." And as quickly as that, they left me tied to the bed, my hands tied behind my back, my legs wide open and tied to the bed frame, my gag firm and my arms tied well. Before I could call out for help or say anything, they left.
It was quiet; you could hardly hear anything. I instead chose to lay back, catch my breath; maybe try to see if could get loose.
But suddenly, I looked up and watched a tall man with well built muscles and an immense cock coming into the room. Looking at me bound and gagged, with my legs wide open, he calmly closes the door and stands before me with an enormous, long and wide cock:
"Guess you'e not going anywhere."
"MMMMM! MMMM!" MMMMMM!"
Moving in as he slipped on a rubber and was rubbing his cock with lube, he said, "This is a fantasy that I always wanted to do: fuck a man all tied up and gagged."
I could only weakly shake my head saying, "no!" but it was hopeless: my cock was getting hard again.
"Mmm", says the new one to me while looking at my growing hard on: "Your hard on doesn't lie: you want more."
Pulling on my bindings, twisting my hands tied behind my bock I move about helplessly, as he moves in and begins working his cock into me, his the biggest so far as I bounced and rode his passion into me.
Tuesday nights were never the same after this one.
Round two: Tuesday in the Bathhouse.
