Ken’s Bitch

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

He had heard the stories, discounted them as nothing but fear tactics used by some to keep people like him from making the mistakes some seemed to be hell bent on making. He hadn’t listened to the stories, no matter who did the telling, and as he sat there, feeling the pain still, he realized what an ass he had been.

Tears weren’t going to work either, as really no one gave a damn. It was cold in the place, in both people and climate. For his first month it hadn’t seemed to bad, except for the loneliness. He hadn’t counted on what would happen once he was with the rest.

It was scary, and the nights had been filled with lots of strange noises, but it hadn’t dawned him, even then, that he’d soon be part of those noises. The people were impassive, always silent and wary at best, angry on the average. He didn’t understand it at first, but he was beginning to now.

No one wanted to be here, not even the staff. Those who did, well they simply had a cruel streak. This wasn’t what he had bargained for, or even thought about as he sat there, realizing that tonight would just be more of the same. If he was lucky, it would just be Ken and not the others as well. He rather hoped that eventually Ken would tire of letting him out, and just keep him as his bitch, and not everyone else’s bitch too.

Being someone’s bitch wasn’t what he had thought it would be. It made him realize what an ass he had been before he got into this nightmare mess. He had always been top dog, had his way with everyone he wanted, girl or guy. It was his decision, his mood that mattered then, and now that was all gone, taken away in a flash. Steve had never taken his power to this level though. That was one thing he could maybe take pride in, though he wasn’t feeling exactly proud. He had been caught, and now he was paying for his own stupidity.

Back before, he was the tough guy. He had the build for it too, the muscles and the look. He had taken great pride in his body and its look, and the girls had certainly enjoyed it. He supposed the guys must of as well, though he never bothered to find out. That wasn’t his thing. How they managed he hadn’t a clue, as he stared at the calendar on the wall. It looked so empty, as he realized how many pages he would need to cross off before this nightmare would end.

Whether it would when he left, he wasn’t sure. All he could think of was getting through tonight, and then the next. The days were okay, at least so far. Food wasn’t great, but he had worse so that didn’t bother him like he thought it would. Instead it was that he was nothing but a bitch. Someone to trade for cigarettes or favours, and only if he was good.

It had only been a week, and already Ken had traded him twice to two others, for cigarettes. Rodriguez had been the worse so far, and Clements had to be a twin to the idiot hillbillies from Deliverance. Christ they had been brutal, and he had thought Ken had been bad. Now he realized how lucky he was that Ken wasn’t like them. Least his cruel streak was tempered more than Rodriguez’s. Man that guy showed no mercy, and worse, he had the stamina of a fucking bull.

Back before this nightmare began, he had never understood some of the dates he had. They always wanted to kiss, to fondle a little and be attended to. He had never bothered, instead he would prefer to drop his drawers and slam his cock into their pussies or asses even. He would tell them they were lucky to get that, and now he understood just how much it wasn’t lucky.

Now he knew how hard it could hurt too, and he continued to hope that tonight it wouldn’t be share the bitch again. Rodriguez had a huge cock, thick and long, and all he did was spit on it, and plough it right into his hole. Christ he must have screamed loud, as he had heard the laughter coming from all around him, as he struggled to catch his breath. Rod didn’t seem to care, as he just stood there, slamming his cock into Steve’s virgin hole.

He could still feel it ripping in, the way it shoved his muscles out of the way, and stretched his insides till he felt they would burst. Maybe they had, as the next day he was shitting blood along with his crap. The urge to crap had stayed with him all day, and he hated that. It wasn’t like no one knew either. That was maybe the second worst thing about being caught, the loss of privacy for the rather more personal things, like taking a pee or dump. Problem was, he couldn’t hold it if he had wanted to, the way Rodriguez had fucked him. And there was nothing he could do about it either.

The guards sure as hell weren’t going to do squat about it. He was just one more nameless bitch for the more senior residents of the place. And they seemed to not want to take them on, knowing he would be long gone while the others would be around for a long time. He sort of understood it, but being taken that way wasn’t right. Funny, him thinking of what was right or wrong. He didn’t seem to have felt that way before, and he was only here for just over 6 weeks now. If he was lucky, he’d only be here for another 98 weeks or so.

Christ, to think he’d have to put up with always wondering who it would be every night for that long suddenly made him feel empty inside. He knew he had shown too much of his emotions already, and so for a bit he was resigned to paying for that. No one, it seemed, liked to see emotion. They just wanted to live in their own dream world, their own fantasies, and his ass was nothing more than a hole they could fill.

It was how he used to think, when he was on the outside. Strange how role reversals could alter one’s own opinion. He still cringed when he thought about that first night in the cell. Ken was there and he was a huge fucker. Had to stand at about 6foot 2 and weighed in at about 240 or so. He had a pock marked face and crooked nose. Obviously it had been broken a few times, and he was missing a few teeth as well. But shit, the guy was built. He had huge pecs, and his biceps were unbelievably huge. Larger than his thigh or so he had first thought.

Rodriguez and Clement were the other cell mates. Yet while they were impressive in size as well, Ken obviously was the leader. He had another twenty years to go, before even being eligible for parole, which scared the crap out of Steve.  Clement would more than likely be out in another five, as would Rodriguez, so Ken was the senior. He took it seriously too, and that first night Steve found out just how seriously he took it.

Rule number one he learned was to keep his mouth shut. A slap across his face at his first attempt at small talk told him that. Balling up his fists to fight back only made Ken laugh hysterically. That was mistake number two that night. Never get Ken laughing like a hyena because it made him crazy.

Once his laughter had stopped, he just reached out with those python like arms, and pinned Steve up against the cold cement wall, while Rodriguez and Clement merely looked on, grinning from ear to ear. Ken lifted him up by the throat, with one fucking hand, and he could feel his strength in the grip. Ken merely looked at him, and told him simply, ‘you gonna be my bitch’ and with that he let Steve down.

He had no idea exactly what he had meant, but it didn’t take long to realize he wasn’t going to like it. Ken merely nodded to Rodriguez and suddenly Steve had felt Clement seize him by the arms, holding him from behind. As he held him, Rodriguez stood close and stared at him. Then with his wicked smile fixed on his face, Steve felt him undo his pants and force them down to his ankles. His underwear was pushed down as well and he stood there, his private parts exposed to these three strangers.

Ken didn’t say a word as he moved closer, to inspect Steve’s body and he reached out, and yanked on the limp cock. Looking up he spat out the words that from now on, Steve better be rock hard when he dropped his pants. He pulled harder on his cock, demanding Steve answer him. Once he did, his cock was let go, and he realized that he was semi hard.

Steve enjoyed rough sex, least when he had been the one dishing it out. It was strange to be in this situation with other men, and being on the receiving end. He had never touched another cock, and sure as hell no cock had ever come close to his asshole, but as he stood there, pinned by one man, another yanking on his cock, he realized that situation was going to be changed.

The realization made him struggle a little, which only made the three men laugh. Rodriguez asked Ken to be first, but thankfully the man refused. He didn’t think that was a plus at first, but when it was Rodriguez’s turn later that night, he was thankful that Ken had been first. Least he wasn’t one of those who liked to just slam it in, and keep on slamming it in.

He had directed Clement to turn him around and Steve stood there. His arms pinned as Clement wedged his head under one of his own arms. He locked his hands under Steve’s pits and braced himself. He spread his legs to straddle the cell floor, and hold Steve’s head from moving. Fear had gripped him as he stood there, bent over with his virgin ass waving in the air. His head immobile and his upper torso locked into position.

Ken told him to spread his legs, but he didn’t which earned him a hard slap on his cheeks. He had never thought a slap could hurt as much as that one had, and the entire cell had echoed from it. He thought for sure someone would hear, would signal a guard or something, but no one it seemed cared. It was just one more of those odd sounds he had heard when in solitary at the beginning. Now he knew exactly what they were, and he felt very frightened.

Those sounds had never stopped, and there had been no sounds of them being stopped either. No cries from the guards to stop, nothing and as Ken slapped his ass again, he realized that there would be no rescue either. He moved his legs apart, and then felt the man’s rough hands grip his inner thighs, spreading him apart even more.

Rodriguez told him to stop playing nice, which earned him a warning growl. Steve couldn’t see what was happening, only smell the stale stink of sweat and Clements pits. Gawd the man stunk and as he started to relax, he felt the first of what would be many insertions into his asshole. He had no idea what it was at first as the pain had taken him by surprise.

His body lurched forward, or tried to but Clements hold on him was too good. He cried out as the probing finger pushed inwards, and then he felt it twist around his virgin ass. He struggled which only made it hurt more. Slowly he breathed out, trying to control the pain and just when he thought he had it mastered, Ken dove a second finger into his asshole. It was unbelievably painful as the man kept moving it in and out with increasing speed. He didn’t once reach out to touch his cock either, but Steve realized he was fully erect as Ken continued to finger his ass.

The sound of someone spitting made his head perk up. It didn’t sound promising as he heard that sound twice. Then he felt a hard hand on his back, and the wet push of something very thick and round on the top of his cheeks. He didn’t quite know what it was, if maybe Ken was getting ready to put something else into his ass, as he felt it slowly moved down his crack. The hard object was hot and wet, and as it slowly moved down his ass, Steve knew what it was. He cried out ‘NO’ but it didn’t seem to register. Instead his ass was slapped again and as the harsh slap echoed, Ken suddenly pushed inwards.

He cried out, muttering ‘no no’ over and over again, as the pain began to build inside his rectum. He was suddenly screaming as the hard thick cock was pushed all the way in. He heard the grunt as Ken’s breathe was on his backside. He felt his weight on his body and his legs were close to buckling as the man reached out and with one hand, wrapped his fingers around the back of Steve’s head. His other hand was holding onto his outer thigh. The massive hand gripping his leg tightly.

He winced from the pain of that grip, as Ken began to slowly move his cock in and out of his tight asshole. He whimpered now, as the man just ignored his pleas to stop. The guy continued to pull out and push in, going a bit faster each time. The huge cock filled him, and made him groan as it continued to dig deep inside of him. Tears were rolling down his face, something he hadn’t done in years. Still it didn’t seem to make any difference, as Ken continued to fuck his ass.

Every other time he would grind his hips as his cock was pushed all the way in. It would then twist inside of Steve, which made him cry out. He was feeling feint and the numbness in his legs was making it hard for him to stand, as he shifted his legs a little, trying to ease the pile driving effect. It didn’t help much but he realized he needed to relax, to let the man have his way. It hurt like fucking hell, and yet the more the cock pounded him, the more used to it he became. It also eased the pain, to the point where it seemed like his body was enjoying it.

Steve had no idea how long it was before finally the huge cock was pulled out from his ass. All he knew was that he felt very empty, and for some strange reason he wanted more. He hadn’t expected more, and certainly not from the others. But for the rest of the night, they all took turns, holding him still while one would fuck him hard.

The pain didn’t go away either over the night. It always seemed to be there, to make him cry out or even squeal a bit. Rodriguez did that to him, the way he was such a maniac. He had one speed, and that was fast, like a friggin jack hammer. In and Out he would go, always hard and fast. Every now and then he would twist it around, to make it stretch his insides even more. He hated that, and hated the battering he took from the man. But he had no choice as he endured the man taking him three times that first night.

Clement only rode him twice, but that was two times too many. The guy liked to pull all the way out, then ram it back in, and he too wasn’t exactly average in size. Still he was the smaller of the three, which was sort of a blessing. He made up for it in not using any spit, but then by the time he got his first turn, Steve’s ass could have taken a Mac Truck. The way both Ken and Rodriguez had fucked him, stretching him, there wasn’t any feeling left.

He had merely grunted when Clement had entered him. Not much of a grunt either, which made the man angry. He learned early on, not to show he didn’t feel Clement entering his ass. The guy was an ass as he would reach around while driving his cock in, and pull at Steve’s nipples, until Steve screamed out in agony. Then he would let them go, and drive his cock in harder, the sound his groin slapping hard into Steve’s ass cheeks.

Sitting on his cot, waiting for the three to get back from their various jobs, he realized his cock was already hard. He shook his head, hoping it would only be Ken, but suddenly not really caring if it was or not. Whoever it would be, he knew he’d take it, and that afterwards, he’d still be around for more later on.

He heard the jangle of keys, and knew that it wouldn’t be long now. He quickly moved over to the stainless steel toilet, and relieved himself as best as he could. Least the blood had stopped showing up as he wiped his ass, and stood there, waiting for the others. He had his work shoes still on, but nothing else. The shoes helped keep him from slipping on the cement floor, as he watched others pass by. Some would stare at him, with a wishful gleam in their eyes, others with a look of disdain, but not one ever said a word.

After all he was Ken’s bitch.

Anniversary Surprise

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

Terry knew something was up. He wasn’t certain what, but he kept repeating the safe word ‘haggard’ over and over in his mind. He didn’t know why he felt this way, but the hairs on the back of his neck were already standing up, and as of yet, nothing had even happened. Lloyd had seemed normal, for him, as he had helped Terry into the sling.

First he had secured his wrists, as they went over what was allowed, and what wasn’t. Everything seemed normal, as Lloyd put his ankles into the restraints, except there was that little smile, the glint of deviousness that had first attracted Terry to the man, over a year ago now. Funny, he realized that in fact, tonight was their first year anniversary of being lovers. He felt a bit more apprehensive when Lloyd had suddenly put a blindfold over his face, and wishing him a happy anniversary.

He really hadn’t realized that tonight was one year to the day when they had first decided to become sexual with each other. It had been pretty tame sex too, considering what they were doing these days. Still, he should have remembered, but the fact that he couldn’t see anything had sort of give him the shakes. Even the routine slap on his upraised ass cheeks as the sling took his weight and let him swing freely in the air felt slightly different tonight.

His legs were spread wide, as were his arms. That was normal, but still he couldn’t get rid of the idea that something different was happening, beyond just being blindfolded. Once more he repeated the safe word, something he rarely even though about. He trusted Lloyd totally, and so far his trust hadn’t been misplaced. Sure the sex had gotten intense, but then, that was exactly what he had hoped for when hooking up with the older man. He wanted to be dominated, to be fully satisfied at the end of the night. Something Lloyd was good at doing.

Swinging there, he felt his body slowly become accustomed to the position. His head was tilted down, as he still felt the tingling of his nerves. Something was up, he could feel it as he waiting, the silence deafening to him. He wanted to cry out, to see if Lloyd was there, but he bit his lip instead. Terry knew that Lloyd was there, watching and waiting for the right moment to begin. Still he couldn’t shake the strange feeling that was taking hold. Everything had seemed normal, and yet not. No single thing stuck out as he had felt his body raised into the prone position, until Lloyd suddenly had stood in front of him, still dressed in his black t-shirt, and jeans.

The smile on his face as he brought out the blindfold was different. It gave Terry a bit of a chill, as Lloyd didn’t say a word. Still, with that evil grin on his bearded face, he tied the thick dark cloth over Terry’s eyes. He made sure that it was tight and as the darkness had descended over Terry, he felt his body grow tense. The hairs on his body were standing up in anticipation as this was a new element to their sex. One he still wasn’t sure he liked. The safe word continued to beat into his head as he heard Lloyd move away, not even touching him.

The silence was becoming unreal as he struggled a little, making a creaking sound. It was one he was well used to hearing, but that was usually while Lloyd was administering some pleasure to him, which still had yet to begin. He could feel the sweat beading up on his forehead, as he just hung there, his legs spread wide, as was his arms. He couldn’t see anything, and he tried to decipher the different noises that seemed louder to him, than normal. He tried to place them, as he felt the nervousness taking hold.

Suddenly he felt the burning heat of something dripping onto his semi hard cock. He cried out in surprise as the heat began to cool where it first hit him, and yet continued to flow across his groin. His cock was suddenly fully erect, as he felt more of the hot liquid dripping onto the very tip of his cock. He bit his lips as he realized that hot wax was coating his cock. It was not something Lloyd usually did to him, but as the hot liquid continued to drop on his crotch, he felt himself squirming, as if to move out of the way of the hot drops. It only made them fall across his groin, as well as onto the skin of his inner thighs. He moaned as the drops splattered all over his groin, burning and yet not.

Just as suddenly as it started, it ended. He felt himself suddenly breath out, releasing his pent up fear a little. That seemed to suddenly signal his partner, as he felt two hard fingers force their way into his ass. He cried out at the hard deep thrusts of the fingers, never feeling such pain before. It was different, harder and seemed even longer as they twisted deep inside his ass. He felt the sling moving to the hard penetrating thrusts, adding to the twisting inside. Biting his lip, he began to repeat over and over in his mind the safe word, ‘haggard’.

When he felt he was about to shout the word out, the hard fingering of his hole ended. He could hear himself panting as the swinging motion slowly lessened. Christ, he thought, what was next as he still couldn’t see anything, despite the blindfold being drenched in his own sweat. His body ached, but he could feel the excitement in his loins as suddenly his head was gripped by two strong hands. He could smell himself on the fingers that were placed on one side.

It was different, he knew that as he felt his head tilted back and suddenly the feel of a hard cock was pushed across his entire face. He could smell the aroma, that special crotch scent that always got him excited, except for now. He felt fear as he realized, it wasn’t Lloyd’s cock that was being wiped across his face. It was longer, thicker even as he tried to peer out from under the blindfold. What was Lloyd up to? The safe word nearing the tip of his tongue.

Before he could think further, he was struggling to not choke. The huge cock was suddenly being shoved down his throat. He gagged as he felt it slip past his mouth, his head being held down to take it. He could feel it slide in, slowly filling his entire mouth with its girth, along with a strange scent that began to fill his nostrils. He gagged several times, but finally managed to take the huge cock deep into his throat. His body was tense, and just as he felt the prickly press of tiny curled hairs against his mouth, his ass was screaming in agony.

It was like something huge was ripping into his hole, while at the same time his mouth was being fucked by a strange cock. He felt the sling moving as he was getting it from both ends, and all he could hear was the grunts as his cock took the huge tool inside, protesting as each inch was pounded into him. He felt the panic, as he struggled to try and remember the safe word, to shout it out despite the huge thick cock inside.

Whoever was fucking his mouth suddenly stepped in closer, released his hold on his head, and began to tweak and twist at his nipples. He cried out, muffled by the hard cock in his mouth. The pain was mingling with that from his ass, and from his jaw. He was being fucked on both ends with brute force. There was no gentle easing in and out that he was used to from Lloyd, and yet despite the pain, it was beginning to feel pleasurable. His body continued to shake as it took the double pounding. The pain in his chest from the hard squeezing of his nipple only adding to the waves of pain and pleasure that was rolling through his body.

Suddenly the huge cock in his mouth was removed, as he gasped for air. His body continued to rock to the deep thrusts into his rectum, and before he could gather his wits, he had one huge ball stuffed into his mouth. He began to suck on it, out of instinct, knowing it wasn’t Lloyd’s ball either. Still it was rather exciting, despite the rising fear inside.

No words had been spoken yet, which made him sweat even more. He needed to hear Lloyd’s voice, to know it was okay, as he continued to suck on the ball. First one, then a different one were stuffed into his mouth. His cheeks felt swollen by the huge leathery sac that filled one side. The smell was different, as he tried to figure out who it was, if it was one of the few friends he had met with Lloyd, but he couldn’t concentrate.

His ass suddenly felt totally empty as the hard pounding ended. But before he could even feel relieve at that, he felt the probing begin again, and he knew this was no cock trying to work its way into his ass. The growing thickness of the probing made him realize that he was about to get fisted, but by whom? It too didn’t feel like it was Lloyds hand, as it was too thick. The grease was finding its way deeper inside his ass, as the fingers pushed inwards, twisting and turning that made him cry out in pain.

The balls were suddenly removed from his mouth, and he felt himself taking huge gulps of air, as he felt the man above him rub his chest, tweak his sore nipples. Then he cried out as something hot and burning touched his nipples. It was only for a mere second, but the surprise doubled the pain of whatever it was. His mind was in disbelief as he cried out when the second nipple felt the same burning sensation, that lasted just a split instant longer. He tried to twist away, which made the hard thrusting in his rectum hurt even more. His body was being assaulted and he felt the panic tear at his heart. His eyes were desperate to see who was doing this to him. He cried out for Lloyd but got no response.

His mind was in full panic, unable to remember that one word that would suddenly end it all, would let him stop the pain that came rolling up and down his body. He felt himself groan, desperately pleading for the man shoving his fist into him to stop. He cried, feeling the tears being soaked up by the cloth that denied him his vision. His body jerked as the fist worked deeply into his body, the muscle shrieking in protest. His mouth begging more and more for it to stop.

A hand suddenly gripped his penis. He felt it squeeze it, tightly until he winced in pain. Then the coating of wax was being ripped off, making him cry out again. With the coating of wax off, he felt the sudden warmth of a mouth covering his cock. He felt the tongue lick at his head, that made him quiver. The pain in his ass adding to the sudden pleasure. His body continued to jerk and shake as he felt his cock being expertly sucked on. His balls were aching, and just as he began to feel them sling upwards, it all stopped.

The mouth was no longer enveloping his pulsing cock. The fist was suddenly out of his ass, no longer stretching him. The room was silent, except for the creaking noise as his body slowly began to stop its swinging. He could hear himself panting, the fear still there but slowly subsiding. He smelled the fragrance of burning incense, as he called out for Lloyd, begging him to answer.

Instead he suddenly felt a burning sensation slowly move up and down the underside of his erect cock. He cried out, as it moved down over his shaking balls, and then up along the inside of his butt cheeks. It hurt and yet as it continued to move up his cheeks, he felt himself growing accustomed to the warmth. The pain wasn’t harsh, but became rather tingling as he felt his cheeks pushed apart by a pair of rough hands. The burning continued to move up and circled his open hole.

Terry cried out, as suddenly the hot burning sensation was shoved deep inside of his rectum. He shook and struggled as the pain rolled up his body. Then as it subsided, he felt his ass being probed by a finger. Then it became two fingers that moved around his hole, and they were slowly inserted inside of his quivering hole. They moved in slowly, and then out.

He was crying, still unable to remember that word, that one word that would end this pain. His body shook with his sobs, but it didn’t stop the slow in and out motion of the two fingers into his butt. Then as he felt the fingers pull out, he felt the press of a cock head against his cheeks. It was a familiar feeling, the first so far this night, and he stopped his sobbing.

He sighed, and grunted, as the familiar cock slowly entered his body. His muscles easily let the cock in, and he felt his muscles surrounding the thick shaft as it pushed in, slowly. Very slowly it made its way inside, and his body didn’t resist. He was totally relaxed, as he took the cock that he knew was Lloyd’s.

As he felt the growing press of Lloyd’s groin press up into his upraised buttocks, he cried out. Another sharp burning pain exploded on his nipples. Two hot jabs made him cry out, and as he did, the slow motion inside his ass changed. He felt the cock beginning to thrust hard and fast into his hole. It was pounding him as more of the hot burning wax was being dripped down across his heaving chest. He could feel each splatter as he could also feel each penetrating thrust inside.

He cried out again and again, as the wax found new untouched flesh to coat and burn. The grunts he heard suddenly changed. They were louder, angrier as the hot cock began to race in and out. His body swung hard in the sling, the wax dripping where ever his body was. It followed him it seemed as the hard cock inside stretched him and twisted inside. He felt and heard the hard slap of flesh on flesh as the cock dove deeper with each thrust. His own cock was once more feeling the hot sting of wax and he didn’t care. His balls were aching too much as the cock in his ass was being rocketed in and out.

The cry of release was familiar. It was Lloyd’s voice crying out, as he felt the cock inside of him jerking and shaking. His own cock was threatening to explode as well as he felt now the cock being pulled out. The sound of a condom being ripped off echoed in his ears as he felt the first splash of his friend’s cum strike his balls. It was hot and sticky as more of the milk came spurting out over his own throbbing cock and groin. He felt himself crying out too, as more of Lloyd’s cum splattered across his body. Then he felt the hot tip of the cock being pushed along his butt. The head pushing along just where his groin met the crack of his cheeks.

Before he could say anything, he felt a mouth close over his own throbbing pole. He felt the lips grip his own burning flesh and move up and down. The ache inside grew quickly and Terry felt the blood leaving his limbs as it rushed to the aching cock. He heard himself cry out now, as his body finally reached its climax.

He couldn’t hold onto it any longer. His balls were slung upwards, and the hot milk inside exploded outwards, deep down into the throat of whoever was sucking on his cock. He didn’t care as he bucked in the sling, letting his cock push upwards, as it released his load of cum.

As he fell backwards, letting the sling take his entire weight, he could hear the panting. The heaving of his own chest made him sway a little, as he listened to his own panting mingling with that of someone else. He didn’t know if it was Lloyd or the other person, as he lay there, wondering what would happen next.

Terry felt the blindfold being undone, and as it slid off his face, he blinked several times. As his eyes adjusted to the light, he found himself staring up at the peering face of Lloyd. He saw him smiling down at him, and he began to smile back, when it dawned on him. Lloyd was still fully clothed. His eyes widened as Lloyd wished him a happy anniversary, and stood aside to let him see two naked men behind. He couldn’t make out much, except the two stiff cocks pointing at him.

His heart froze, as he heard Lloyd speak to him. Telling him, that now that the introductions were over, it was time to get down to it. As he said it, Terry saw one man begin to walk closer, and he noticed the dark color of the man’s skin. He also noticed how huge the cock was, long and thick and in his head, he heard his mind repeating the one word, ‘haggard’ over and over again as the huge black cock came closer and closer.