"Sure, dude! I like to party."
From Create Your Own Story
In the van ride to the hotel, whatever mix of drugs you swallowed hits your system, and your dick gets rock hard in your jeans, and your head is buzzing with a very generous feeling. When he pulls into the hotel parking lot, the guy in the wifebeater nearly hits the parking median, and you and the pig laugh as you get out of the van. You have to adjust your dick in your jeans twice on the way to the hotel room door, which is the furthest from the office in a sleazy motel strip layout.
The three of you get inside, and before you're even all the way in, the two guys are shucking their shirts and undoing their jeans. You stumble a bit getting your jeans off - your head is just whizzing! - and when you straighten up, your cock stands out at attention. The door opens again, and the other two guys come in. The guy with the tattoos has already lost his shirt, and the guy with the goatee quickly follows suit.
"Now," the guy who used to be wearing the wifebeater says, "tied up and gang-banged, eh?" He grips your shoulders and pushes you over onto the bed, where you fall back with a kind of nervous laugh. Soon the four men have gathered around you, and from one of the many bags scattered in the room, they've gotten handcuffs and ropes and a small black plastic thing you don't really recognize. The tattooed guy plants his knees under your arm pits, kneeling over you, and takes your hands above your head. He cuff your hands together and threads a rope through the headboard of the hotel bed, tying them in place. He grins down at you and gives your face a light slap with one hand, just enough to make you shiver.
The small black thing turns out to be a plastic gag, which the goateed guy pushes into your mouth, and then ties into place behind your head. The four men then gather around the bed - the tattooed guy and goateed guy finish stripping - the latter has one of the longest cocks you've ever seen.
"If you want to stop," the goateed guy says, leaning close to your ear, "All you gotta do is say, 'Stop please!'"
The men laugh. You let out a muffled sound through the gag, and writhe a little on the bed. Your cock is rock hard, and you feel like your skin is on fire. You've never been this horny in your life! They laugh again.
The guy who had the wifebeater moves around the room for a while - from your vantage point, you can't quite see, and the other three men rub at your legs, or chest, or flick a nipple with one hand. Soon you're making low noises in your throat behind the gag, and your dick is rock hard and aimed at the sky.
"All set," the voice of the guy who had the wifebeater says.
"Me first!" the pig says, and crawls onto the bed. He grabs your legs and raises them high, aiming his hard cock at your hole.
"Here," the tattooed guy says, and squirts something on your ass and the pig's dick from what looks like a spray-can. You glance at it, and see that it's some sort of cooking oil.
"Fuck yeah!" the pig says, and shoves into you wildly. You roll your head back and grunt - everything feels so fucking awesome. The pig moves directly into pounding your ass, and the bed shifts as the guy who had the wifebeater - who has now taken it off, you dimly realize - leans against the bed and whispers into your ear. "You like that, you little slut?"
You start to nod wildly when you hear a familiar ringing sound from near the door. There's laughter, and you can barely turn your head enough to see the guy with the black goatee lift your jeans and get your cell phone out of the pocket.
"I'll get it," he says with a grin. He opens it and says, "Sorry, he can't come to the phone right now, he's getting fucked," then slams it shut.
Your eyes widen, but then the pig starts to ram you something fierce, and you feel your back arch as his dick slams your hole deep. You grunt into the gag.
The guy with tattoos moves behind the pig and puts his hands on the pigs shoulders. "Fuck him!" he says. "Fuck him! Fuck him!"
Soon the guy with the goatee picks up the chant, and the pigs thrusts slam into your ass faster and faster. He cums with an extended grunt, and your ass fills with heat.
"Go!" the guy with the goatee says, tapping the wifebeater guy on the shoulder. He moves from beside the bed, and as soon as the pig pulls out, he rams his dick inside you. You grunt and moan, desperately twisting your arms in the handcuffs and wishing you could jerk off your rock hard dick while your ass gets pounded and pounded.
When the wifebeater guy cums, he lets out a whoop, and pulls out of you while the tattooed guy slides down to your ass for his turn. The guy with the goatee climbs up over you and takes the gag just out of your mouth in his hand long enough to pop two more pills into your mouth before he pushes it back in. You can't help but swallow.
The tattooed guy fucks you till he drops a hot load in you slick and spermy ass - you're moaning, and writhing, and anything you try to say is muffled by the gag. When the goateed guy takes his turn, his long hard dick makes you jolt at its length inside you, and he rolls you over quickly onto your stomach, your hands twisting above your head, and tugs you up onto your knees while he takes you from behind with long, slow thrusts that makes you nearly hyperventilate. Your dick leaks precum onto the blanket below you and you're desperate to come.
While the goateed guy fucks you, there's a knock at the door, and you crane your head around in time to see the tattooed guy answer. A burly looking man with a beard steps in, and they talk. You see him hand the tattooed guy some money, and then the burly man walks toward the bed, tugging his shirt off and revealing a wide hairy chest.
The goateed guy comes inside you, deep and hot, and then pulls out. You feel the bed move, and twist your neck in time to see the burly man tug his dick out of his jeans. You try to say something through the gag, but it's muffled.
You turn your eyes to the guy who wore the wifebeater, who laughs, and winks.
The burly man fucks you from behind, as do four other men the guys let into the hotel room when they knock at the door, and then the four men all take a second turn each, until your head is spinning and you can barely register what's going on. Every time you try to say that you've had enough, the guys laugh and say, "Sorry? What's that?" and someone fucks you again. Finally, your head spins, and you feel the world go dark even while another dick dumps another load deep in your butt.
You wake up in the hotel room the next morning, sticky and slick with cum, hungover, your mouth tasting awful, and needing the bathroom like crazy. You're alone in the room, and you stumble to the bathroom, where cum spills from your ass and you pee for what seems like ages. Your ass burns and aches, and you take a long shower - the stall smells like piss - before going back into the bedroom and digging up your dirty jeans and t-shirt. Your cell phone is sitting right beside the door on the floor, and when you check it, you see that you've received a lot of messages.
You look at them, and see that pictures have been sent from four other cell phones. Picture after picture of you getting fucked, your face visible in all of them, but the men fucking you are always cut just out of the frame. The angles come from all over the room.
Your hand shakes as you get to the last message. It's a text.
It says, "Call us at this number next Friday night, or we'll send all these photos to your entire contact list. Looking forward to partying with you again!"
(The end - please send feedback to barratboy@yahoo.ca)
