"How about all three of us have fun tonight?"
From Create Your Own Story
The two burly men glance at each other, and then back at you. You feel your face heat up. Did you really just ask for a threesome with these guys?
Steve grins. "I think you're a greedy little piggy, aren't you?"
The daddy rubs his boot against your crotch again, pressing a little harder than before. You bite your bottom lip, aroused beyond belief.
"Oh yeah, he's a naughty boy in need of a firm hand," the daddy laughs.
The two men tuck their dicks back into their jeans, and Steve gives your arm a yank to help you back to your feet. You take a few shaky moments at the sink getting as much of the spunk off your face as you can - thankfully the bar is dim, so you figure the wet spots on your shirt won't be too noticeable. While you quickly get ready, the two men are talking in low voices behind you, and you feel your stomach tighten with a mix of arousal and a little fear.
"My place is closer," the daddy says, as the two men crowd behind you at the sink. "Let's go."
The three of you exit the bathroom. As you hit the hallway, Steve puts one hand at the small of your back, leading you with his big hand, while the Daddy walks close beside the two of you.
At the entrance area, the beefy bouncer notices you and the two big men as you pass for the door, and he tosses you a sly wink. You blush, and smile back at him. Once outside, the salt-and-pepper bear leads you to his car, and you get in the passenger seat while the Daddy gets into a pickup a few spaces over. Steve gets inside, and starts driving once the Daddy bear pulls out. He follows. His hand wanders from the gearshift a few times to give your crotch a squeeze, and you let out a little moan each time. It makes him laugh.
It takes about twenty minutes or so to get back to the daddy bear's place - a house just outside the city. The trip passes more or less in silence, and you watch Steve's hairy forearms on the steering wheel out of the corner of your eyes. The salt-and-pepper bear pulls into the driveway behind the pickup, and gets out, and you follow, your dick still rock hard and your mind racing. You've never just let yourself do this before - go home with a stranger, let alone two strangers! Hell, barely any conversation, but you're so fucking horny from the cock you've sucked and the studs you've messed around with that at this point you think you'd agree to anything. It's a liberating, arousing - and a little bit terrifying - feeling.
The daddy bear waits at the door, and unlocks it. The moment the three of you are inside, the daddy pushes you against the wall in the entrance way, another rough intrusive kiss scraping your chin with his beard and filling your mouth with his tongue. You moan into his mouth, and he grabs your ass with both hands, pulling you against him. Finally, he steps back. Steve grins at you.
"Get naked, boy," the Daddy snaps.
You strip. You've come this far, and you're so turned on, you'd do anything they say. They watch you shuck your shirt and jeans, socks and shoes, and smile when your dick pops up, still hard and desperate to come. The daddy steps back, still in the entrance hall, and undoes his belt, unzips his jeans, and - through the opening in his boxers - he tugs out a thick veiny uncut cock that's hard and ready for you.
"Suck it, boy."
You kneel in front of him and he grabs your head with both hands as soon as you put his hard meat in your mouth. Your tongue explores under his foreskin for just a second, and then he's skull-fucking you rough with deep thrusts that made you gag and makes your mouth fill with saliva. You grip his thighs, trying to keep up with the rapid pace he's dicking you with, and slowly adjust, tears streaming down your cheeks from the almost choking sensation of his cock.
A moment later, he pushes you off his dick, and you nearly fall against the wall. Steve steps up, his pierced dick hard out in front of him. "Well?" he says.
You suck his cock, and he's just as rough with your head, gripping your hair tightly and sliding his thick pierced meat in and out of your mouth. Naked in front of him, your dick bobs and leaks precome as you struggle not to choke on his cock, feeling the metal rub around the inside of your cheek.
"Yeah, you're a piggy boy, aren't you?" Steve says, tugging on your hair. Your hands move up under his shirt, rubbing his hairy belly and feeling the strength of his body as he rams into your mouth.
"Alright," he says, and pulls his cock out of your mouth with a slurp. It's covered with your spit, and some of your saliva drips off your chin. You pant for breath.
"Upstairs," the daddy says.
You rise, and head for the stairs. The daddy slaps your ass hard as you pass him, and Steve laughs when you yelp. They follow you, close behind, both men slapping at your ass or the back of your thighs as you walk, moving faster and faster. The daddy corrals you into the master bedroom, where you see a king sized bed with a cast iron bedrails at the foot and head of the bed. He pushes you onto the bed, and you fall onto your back, looking up at him. The two men tower above you, hairy bears with their hard cocks sticking out of their jeans.
The daddy opens the bed-side drawer and pulls out a pair of handcuffs, and a small rubber ball with some sort of straps attached.
"We're gonna cuff you, gag you, and fuck you," he says. "And then you're all ours all night to do whatever the fuck we want, right boy?"
Steve smiles.
You shiver.
You...
