"I want another," to the Italian delivery stud.
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The delivery man leans forward and presses his face to yours, never letting go of your wrists, and kisses you, his tongue invading your mouth and leaving spit all over your lips. He leans back, and flicks his eyes past your head, and nods.
"Good boy," he says to you, meeting your gaze again.
The trucker walks up to where you stand, legs spread, against the rock. He grabs your ass, squeezing a cheek in each rough hand, then lets go and slides two thick fingers into your cummy hole, feeling around ungently. You moan, and his laughter rumbles in his chest.
"He wants it," the Italian says.
"I can tell," the trucker laughs. He presses behind you, his hot cock thick and hard between your ass cheeks, and he leans in close to your ear.
"Nobody around here gonna care," the trucker says, pressing his body against your back. "You make as much noise as you can, boy - I like to hear it."
You feel his cockhead against your sore cummy hole. He grabs your sides, aims his cockhead at your hole, and then shoves his dick up into your ass with a single, hard thrust. You yell with it, and he grunts. The Italian pulls on your wrists, and you rise on your toes again, and look at the delivery man with desperation in your eyes. He winks at you, and nods. "Take it, boy," he says.
With an iron grip on your sides, the trucker pulls all the way out, then rams it back in, crouching a little while his dick is ramming back inside you, making his cock hit and push at different angles up your ass, and making you yelp and yell at the sensations of it battering inside you.
Your fingers curl into fists against the rock.
"You like that, boy?" he growls. "You like my dick in your ass?"
"Yes!" you nearly yell. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" The Italian nods, watching the trucker fucking you and grinning. He obviously enjoys watching you get used like meat as much as you're enjoying the sensation of it happening. You feel like a total whore, getting rammed by strangers in the middle of the woods, while the hairy delivery man watches it happen and holds you down.
The trucker is brutal with his cock, ramming you, fucking you, pulling out and sliding back in with quick and angry thrusts. You're soon covered in sweat, and letting out little mewling yelps with every thrust. He laughs, never slowing in his assault on your ass.
When the trucker finally comes, you feel his hot load burn deep in your battered hole, and he presses his chest hard against your back, seeding you as deep as he can.
The two of you stay like that, his cock buried deep inside you, for a long moment, panting heavily. Then he pulls out of you, and you feel his load drip out of your ass and down your leg.
"Thanks," the trucker says to the Italian, and then he walks off, tucking his dick back into his jeans. The Italian lets go of your wrists and you slowly push yourself upright, more cum leaking out of your sore hole, and your dick still rock hard. You're lost between humiliation and horniness, pain and pleasure. When did you become such a total slut?
The delivery man presses against you, taking you in a bear hug, and grips your battered ass with both hands. His stubbled chin is rough at your ear.
"Fuck, boy, you are a fucking dream come true." His cock is hard again - you can feel it through his polyester uniform pants. His hairy chest is slick with sweat against your own. His hands squeeze your ass cheeks, tugging them apart, and even more spunk spurts out of your abused hole.
"Well look at that," a deep voice says. You look up, surprised, and see that two very rough looking men with bushy beards and wide chests have arrived in the little clearing. They look at you with grim smiles, and you freeze, unsure what to do. The Italian delivery man lets go of your ass, but keeps one arm wrapped around your shoulders. He doesn't look worried, though.
"Looks like that fella was right," one of the men says. He's wearing a black sleeveless shirt and a pair of jeans and biker boots. "There's a guy here with his naked whore just waiting for us, Mack."
The other man - Mack - smirks. He has a large shiny silver belt-buckle shaped like a skull. "Sure does, Pete." He looks at the Italian. "How much you want for him?"
You look at the two men, terrified, and watch as the Italian considers. "Depends on what you want to do," he says, after a while. You shiver - is he really going to sell you to these men?
"No permanent harm," Pete says. "Just get our rocks off with him and hand him back over when we're done."
"Unless you've got a good rate for us having more fun," Mack laughs.
The Italian glances at you, and you realize he's definitely into this. You're not sure what to do - you're so fucking horny, so turned on - but at the same time, these men look almost dangerous... The Italian lists off a lower price, and says, "that's for just fucking around with him," and then a much higher price and says, "and that's for spending some alone time with him in your rig." He seems to be waiting for you to nod or show some sign of which you agree with.
You...
