It has been over two weeks, but Pete still gets embarrassed when he has to strip down in the locker room and expose what he has become.  He no longer has any hair below the neck. Naked, he is as smooth as a 10 year old boy. He knows this marks him as a pussy, available for use by real men.  Pete has been repeatedly fucked almost every day since he lost his pubes. Once or twice he was able to talk his way out of it, convincing the men who wanted to use him that he was not a pussyboy, by claiming he had to shave down because he was on the swim team and needed to be smooth to increase his speed. However most men quickly saw him for what he was…. a hole for use.

Today he knew there would be no talking his way out of a gangbang.  He was going to get fucked.  As soon as he stepped into the showers, the men there would see his chastity cage and know that he was there to pleasure others.

Steve wanted it this way.  Pete, his former buddy, had slept with his girlfriend.  When he found out, he dumped his girl and plotted his revenge against Pete. Cornering Pete in the locker room and forcing him to his knees, he shoved his 8″ cock down his throat. After he dumped his first load down Pete’s gullet, he flipped him over and harvested his ass cherry. Steve took Pete’s virginity in the most painful and demeaning ways possible.  It was a hate fuck and it hurt. For several days in a row he fucked Pete every chance he got, making sure to do it in public places, so others could see what happened to guys who crossed him.

It was enjoyable making Pete into his personal cum dump bitch, but it was not quite embarrassing enough.  Steve wanted to fully break Pete and make him into nothing more than a fuck toy. That was when he shaved the boy down, fed him some Viagra and made him go to the gym. He was forced to shower in full view of the men in the locker room, with a totally smooth body and a raging hard on, that he could not make go down. It did not take long before there was a line of men waiting to stuff the faggot’s holes. Every day the number of guys wanting to fuck the smooth boy with a hard on grew. It made Steve smile.  Then last week he started taking Pete to several different gyms in the same day.  He would arrive at a new gym, strip down and let a whole new group of men see him, shaved and erect, now with jizz dripping out of his gaping ass. He would try to talk his way out of getting fucked, and once or twice it worked, but for the most part Pete was taking dozens of dicks a day in his boy-cunt.

Then, last night, Steve locked Pete up in a chastity cage.  He had noted that Pete was not only getting used to being fucked on a daily basis, he seemed to be starting to enjoy it. So he made sure that Pete’s cock would never bring him pleasure again.  The cage he bought had little sharp spikes on the inside, which hurt when pressed against the sensitive skin of a penis. Locking him in place with a chuckle, he explained that getting a boner would be rewarded with pain. That his purpose was only to serve, to make men feel good, he should not receive pleasure from doing it and in fact it should hurt him to be used.

As one final act of cruelty, when Steve dropped Pete off at the downtown gym, he made him swallow a Viagra, just like he had done every day, before the spiked cage was locked onto his cock. He would have no choice in the matter, his own little dick would betray him, pushing itself hard against the sharp spikes, while his mouth and ass were filled with other men’s cocks.

The men in the showers that day commented on how much more fun it was to fuck the locked up boy.  His screams of pain edging them on as his ass clenched tightly against the intrusions of the their excited cocks.

He asked you into the back room of the gym, to “help him out”. You thought he needed assistance in moving some equipment or mats. However it was immediately very clear that was not the “help” he required. Once the door closed behind you, he undid his pants, exposing his well used and well filled jockstrap. Looking at this man in front of you, as you dropped to your knees. There was no question that you would “help” him out anyway he wanted.

While it is true that alcohol loosens inhibitions, the first sip of a corona is not really enough to make you grope your roommate’s bulging crotch, unless that urge was already there. You have been lusting after your roomie since the first day you moved in together.

The boner you feel tenting his shorts tells you that he does not mind the attention. At that moment, you both realize that you will be tasting his cock meat before that first bottle of beer is drained.

“You know, after I cum, I find I usually need to take a leak.”

“I know what you mean, I am the same way. In fact I am taking a victory piss up this boy’s spunk filled ass. as we speak.”

“Really, that’s amazing, cause

right now

I am washing my massive cumwad down his throat with some warm recycled beer.”

Text from my roommate

Dude, what happened to me? Last I remember was going to the New Year’s party with some guys I met at the bar. They promised an amazing time, guaranteeing that a hot stud, like me would get laid. I must have gotten really wasted, cause I don’t remember anything after that. 

I just woke up, naked in this empty hotel room, my wallet and phone were on the nightstand.  According to my phone it is January 7th, and I am in Germany! How drunk was I? I mean, I have blacked out before, but never for a week. I think I might have been raped! My ass really hurts and I have this weird thing locked onto my dick.

The fun part is watching the bottle swing back and forth like a pendulum while you and your friends bend him over and fuck him in the ass. His dick gets fully hard, except for the first few inches, which are wedged in a glass bottle chastity cage, as he is plowed by random guys. He screams out in agony as the vodka in the bottle burns his piss slit. The six of you make it a game to see how long you can keep him hard, his dick painfully corking the bottle. After eight and a half hours of continuous butt fucking, and seven hands free loads, his cock finally softens enough to let the bottle slip free. His feeling of pleasure at being released from confinement is short lived as you and your friends keep roughly using him as a fuck toy for the rest of the weekend, while getting him drunk on a bottle of cum-infused vodka.

straighthell-stories:

“Ah, fuck, dude.  Why are you fucking me so hard?  Christ, man, I told you I was a virgin.”

“Shut the fuck up, bitch, and just take it.  It’s not every day that I get to go where no man has been before – though I’m sure a lot of them will follow me up your pussy now that I’ve broken it in.  I’m gonna fuck your pussy the way I want to fuck it and if that’s too rough for you, well, tough shit.  You’ll just have to take it, boy.  You’ll just have to take it.”

“You bastard.  You fucking bastard.  You said you’d go easy on me.   You said you’d take it nice and slow.  You’re killing me, man.  You’re fucking killing me.”

“I lied, bitch.  I lied.  And let that be your first lesson as a fuck-bitch.  Real Men don’t have to tell bitches like you the truth.  We can tell you whatever we want, just to get you into bed.  But only a really dumb bitch would think that any Real Man would go easy when he had a chance to fuck a cherry boycunt.  If you ask me, boy, you deserve what you’re getting.”

“Fuck you, you fucking asshole.”

“No, boy, fuck YOU.  And that’s what I’m doing.  And here’s a news flash for you, boy.  I’ve got more than one load in my nads with your name on it.   Definitely more than one load.”

“Oh, no, man.  No.  I can’t take it.  I can’t.

“Oh, boy, but you can.  And you will.  Just wait and see.”

“Oh, no.  No.  No.  Please, no.  Please.  I couldn’t take another fucking.   Not right now.  Not after this one.  You’re ripping my ass to shreds.“

“Bitch, you not only CAN take another fucking, you’re GOING TO.  We’ve got the whole night ahead of us and I’ve got enough ball-juice to keep filling you up until dawn.  And I intend to do just that.  By the time I’m finished with your asshole, bitch, it’ll look like some forty-year-old whore’s worn-out cunt.  And, bitch, if I have as much fun with your boytwat as I think I will, I just may keep you around for a while.  After all, your boypussy may no longer be cherry and it may be stretched all out of shape after a full-night’s hard dicking, but it’s still new and it’ll still be fun to fuck.”

“Oh, shit.  Oh, fuck.  Oh, God!  Stop.  Goddammit, stop.  Please, just stop.”

“No fucking way, bitch.  No fucking way.”