59 comments/ 554668 views/ 470 favorites Str8 to Bitch By: GGandG I still don't know how this happened exactly. I've been straight my entire life but somehow, because of one crazy night, I've become the bottom bitch for all my friends. Let me explain how. My name is Drew. About a month ago I was at my friend Mark's house, we're both in high school. I'm 18 and Mark just turned 19, he's about to graduate. Mark is one of those super masculine jock/ woodsman/ hunter guys. He's only 19 but he already looks a lot like the Brawny man. He's tall, dark, hairy, and covered in muscles. He's a big deal on the football team, goes through cheerleaders like candy bars. Me on the other hand, I'm more slim. I'm very toned, mostly shaved cause of the swim team, shaggy blond hair, great ass I've been told, also a track star. I'm not like Mark but I did well lady wise, at least before. We were supposed to go to an awesome secret rave in this burnt out old factory but some asshole who wasn't invited must of told the cops cause we get there and there are pigs in their cop cars shoeing everyone away. So its late May, Saturday night, hot as fuck, and instead of grinding against some hot pieces of tail we're both stuck in Mark's parents' basement watching movies, at least he had a shit ton of weed. I get kind of horny when I smoke-up but I can usually hide it. Anyway we're both straight as arrows so I'm not worried about Mark attacking my junk. We also had two "Mystery Pills," we'd gotten from this guy outside the drug store, all he said was that the pills would make us party all night. So we're watching some awful movie high off our asses, waiting for the pills to kick in so we could shake off our depression, when Mark gets his "brilliant," idea. "Hey Drew, let's fuck with my sister." Mark and his sister Amy hated each other, and Amy was hot as fuck but stuck up, I hated her to. So I say sure and we leave the basement and head to her room. We're quiet cause his parent's are asleep. Her room is empty, she's at a friend's house. "We put on a a pair of her panties each, sweat in them all night, put them back before she comes home, then next time she opens her top drawer she's slapped in the face by the smell of our junk!" "Put on panties? No fucking way dude!" But Mark has a way of convincing me to do things that sound crazy. He says we're both SO straight it would be hilarious just to have them on, and the look on her face when she smells our junk is gonna be priceless. So I'm high as kite, I laugh and take a red thong into the bathroom and put it on, he says he's wearing a silk pair of panties and we head back down stairs. We smoke more weed and Mark decides to pop in a porno. I'm feeling kind of uncomfortable, but what kind of guy says no to a big tit porno? So we watch, it is so fucking hot down there. Mark takes his shirt off. God damn he's built, and he's so hairy, so masculine, ugh I'm too high. Its ten minutes latter we've both got our shirts off. Mark takes his and pants off and like always I follow his lead. Just two straight guys chilling on hot day, and I notice Mark's massive bulge through his jockstrap, god damn that thing must be huge, wait... he's wearing a jock strap! "What the fuck!?" I point at his underwear. "HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA, I'm not gonna put on panties you queer! Gotcha!" I am so mad and humiliated. I turn back to the movie. This blond with huge tits is taking it doggy style right up the ass with the biggest dick I've ever seen. Oh god I'm so horny. "Look at that huge cock!" I blurt out, I'm too high. "Shit man, that's nothing." Mark drops his jock strap while I take another huge rip from the bong. He's got a monster. 9 inches only semi hard, uncut, and so thick, the head is like this massive bell. He shakes it tauntingly at me, it's getting bigger! I just turn and look at the movie, got to get Mark's massive wang out of my head. Mark is stroking his cock, getting it full and hard. Oh my god its thick. Fuck it, under the thong I start stroking my 6 six inches. Guys do this kind of thing all the time, nothing weird here. A half hour passes and neither of us can get off. Its so frustrating we're going crazy. I'm realizing those were hard-on pills. The porn, the weed, the pills, we're not thinking clearly. My dick is so hard it hurts and I can't cum. I get up to get more hand cream and I catch Mark staring at my thonged ass. "God damn it man, you're ass is hotter then your mom's." "Fuck, you." "I'm serious man, I can't tell you how many times I've jacked off to her smack-able ass, its so smooth and round. We're both straight, why don't you help me out? Its no big deal." "I'm not gay, I'm not grabbing your cock," I thought he wanted me to jack him off, I was so wrong. Oh that massive rippling cock, its so big, I can't stop thinking about it, not in a gay way, it's just impressive. What does it feel like? shit I'm high. "You wouldn't have to touch it, just sit on it, come on!" I was so fucking hot and bothered, and Mike made a good point. I'd just sit in his lap so he could enjoy the heat, no big deal, I'm way too high. I wonder what it feels like. "Just sit in my lap, it's no big deal. Like when we used have to share a seat in the van on the way to soccer practice, when we were kids." "We wore pants back then." "You're not queer are you? If your straight this should be no big deal, just helping a friend. I wouldn't let some pervert fag sit on me." He's calling me a fag? I'm too high right now. I figure I'll pretend like I'm gonna do it then make fun of him for asking. I do little dance, teasing him, I wiggle my ass in front of dick like a lap dancer. Then out of no where he grabs my hips and pulls me on it. I'm sitting down on his massive poll, squishing it between his stomach and my ass cheeks. Its so huge and powerful under me. "There you go, slut." He groans. "This was your idea, don't call me a slut." "I'm just kidding, god. Your a sensitive little slut aren't are. Just watch the porno." While I watch massive tits rock back and forth on the TV I start rocking back and forth on his cock. Mark is groaning. As my slick sweaty ass slides up and down his cock I start to enjoy the feeling, his pre-cum greasing up my hole, he's like a leaky faucet, I need to stop this. Mark says "Sit up a little," he's pulls down my thong and places his greased pole right square at my ass hole. "Mark.. huh?" He starts to pull me down, the massive dick head straining to get inside my tight virgin hole. "Mark, no!" And the head pops in. Mark let's out a massive groan. "I'm sorry, I need this Drew. Just relax." "Take it out, Mark! Ugh, its big, take it out." "Just a minute, I just need to feel it in there. We're not fucking or anything, ugh, ooh god that feels good. You little slut." My knees holding me up start to buckle and slowly his dick is sliding inside me as I slide down it. "Oh god no! OW, gross! Oh I can feel it all the way up my ass, take it out Mark. Take your dick out of my ass, I don't want this!" "Fuck you faggot, I need this! Oh man!" Suddenly I am sitting in his lap, my sweaty balls are on top of his, and he is all the way inside me, we just sit there for a while, Mark suddenly realizing what he's done. He's raping his best friend. "Um, let's just watch the movie, this is no big deal." He's says casually, as he didn't just force his cock up my ass. As if it wasn't still there! "Ugh, you're so big." I'm getting used to having his dick inside me. We keep watching the the woman get pounded, I realize I've become that woman, oh god. Mark lays on his back while I stay impaled on his cock, too afraid to move. Mark starts thrusting his hips upward, slowly at first. "Stop it, oh jesus, that feels weird." He starts thrusting faster and faster. Its so weird, I beg him to stop and he smacks my ass, leaving a big red hand print. He pushes me into a kneeling position with his dick still inside me and starts thrusting like a mad man, like a wild animal. My dick starts to swell as he hits something deep inside me, its like he's jacking me but no hands are on my dick. It's better, getting much better. With this weird new feeling I watch the porn on the screen and I start to get into it. I am broken, humiliated, but this feels so good. "You fucking whore!" "Mark!?" He's never talked to me like this. He's talking to me like I'm some piece of tale and not his best friend. I look back at him as he heaves into me, my scared expression seems to excite him more. "Take my cock you fucking whore. " He slows down and slowly slides his dick out of my ass till just the head is in. It feels so good but I have to stop this. "Just don't cum in me Mark. Ugh, oh god. Just down cum in me." "Sure Drew, whatever you say!" He smacks my ass, grabs my cheeks rough with both hands pulls me all the way to his balls. If he just doesn't cum in me it will be alright. He thrusts once more and despite myself I shoot my load all over the floor. Its the craziest feeling ever. Then Mark shoots in my ass and I try to pull away. "No, no, no, no, no, no, no!" "YES! Take it all you cum whore! You love this, you're my bitch now, I own you!" Mark holds me in place with his strong hands. He keeps filling my ass with his hot cum, thrusting with each massive squirt, I can feel it warm and gushing deep inside me. He keeps shooting cum and shooting cum and it doesn't seem possible. Cum is dripping out of my ass onto my balls, Mark's cum. Finally he collapses on top of me, asleep. Pinning me to the ground, his still hard dick inside me, for the entire night. I know everything has changed. In the morning he would apologize, promise not to tell anyone. He looked at me like property though, made me uneasy. He said it was my fault, but he wouldn't tell anyone, he was lying. The rest is another story. Str8 to Bitch Ch. 02 My names Drew and this is the second part of my story, how I went from normal straight dude, to everyone's bitch. God help me. I woke up the next morning remembering very little. All that weed, what ever was in those pills, I greeted the morning in a hazy fog. My asshole was sore for some reason, and it also felt... weird. Eh, why worry about it? I had some vague memory of doing something Mark, but whatever it was it was probably just guy stuff, nothing to worry about. I can trust Mark, I thought. Still in Mark's house I go to take a shower, he was nowhere to be found. Disrobing I find I am wearing... what the fuck?.. a feminine red thong, must be his sisters. That was some strong weed, what was I thinking? I hide the thong in the bottom of a laundry basket on the way to the shower, if Mark finds out I was wearing it he'll think I'm a pervert. Showering, all this cum was washing down my leg, man I must have really drained the lizard. I hope Mark didn't catch me jacking off, weed makes me horny. I probably just squeezed one off in the bathroom. But all this cum, so much of it, sliding down with the foamy soap, Jesus Christ. I even got some in my ass crack somehow. Don't worry about it, I told myself. Its Sunday I realize, Mark's a big deal catholic, he's probably in Church. BIG... what does BIG remind me of? Still in a haze I remember Mark saying something to me very early this morning, I was only half awake. He said he was sorry, but it was my fault. I provoked him, I must have wanted it. What did I want? He said some other stuff I can't remember. We must have had a fight, he must of kicked me in the butt, that's why its sore. I'll apologize on Monday. Thinking about it I feel a buzz in my pants, but not just on my dick, somewhere else maybe, somewhere deeper? I must of jacked off a lot last night, I won't worry about it. The next day at school Mark is nowhere to be found. He's in none of our shared classes. I see him briefly talking to the guys at our lunch table from across the room. He sees me, turns around and leaves. I go to sit at the table and the guys leave to. What did I say last night? I must of been a real bitch... wait I mean asshole! Why did I call myself a bitch? The cold shoulder Mark gave me on Monday made Tuesday seem even weirder. Suddenly not only is Mark back in all of his classes, but he's treating me like a princess... no, I mean prince! He's treating me like royalty. My head must still be foggy. In our trig class I ask Mark what's up. "I can't remember anything from Saturday night. Did we get into a fight?" Mark gets this devilish grin on his face, I've known Mark a long time and that smile always means trouble. Through a huge grin Mark says, "Don't worry about, little buddy." "Seriously though, did I say something jerky?" "Oh... you were just being a little bitch." Bitch? Why would he use THAT word? Well if he forgives me then there's nothing to worry about. Mark leans over and lowers his voice. "Hey Drew, Tyrese just got this new video game system, first one in the whole county. After school, you in? "You bet!" Tyrese makes me nervous, but this sounded too good to be true. According to Mark, Tyrese found it in the back of his step dad's electronic store. He swiped it, and a week latter he'll return the system, no harm done. "Now we can't use it in any of our houses, our parents would find out, so me and Ty put our money together and rented a hotel room for the whole week. On the south side." Did he say the SOUTH SIDE!? Now let me tell you why Ty made me nervous. Ty was from the south side, originally. And the south side is bad news. We only went down there to buy weed, and even then only if we couldn't find it anywhere else. Ty lived on the north side now, ever since his hot ass M-I-L-F of a mom married some rich guy and moved them all up. He had all the best shit now, shoes, clothes, electronics (of course), but Ty was still ghetto as fuck. He even did steroids, we all knew about it. He was built like a super-hero, scratch that, a super-villain. If Mark was a guerrilla, then Ty was King Kong. That being said he was my friend, and fuck it, I gotta play this new system. "Maybe if I throw in a few bucks we could get a room in a better neighborhood?" "We already paid in advance, so don't worry about a thing. All you have to bring is... yourself." There's that devil's smile again. This game must be good. So it's 4:20 PM after school, I'm at the address at the time Mark told me to get there. This place looks like a motel but dingier, also there's no sign out front advertising it. And instead of a check-in area there's just a tough guy sitting on a milk crate, holding a base ball bat. I see Marks car in front of one of the rooms, I walk past the scary guy to it and knock. Mark opens the door and smiles. Ty is sitting on the bed, he looks frustrated till he sees me he smiles to. "Hey guys, so where's this fancy new game?" They grin at each other. "One second Drew, Ty hasn't paid me yet... for his share of the room. You look thirsty, suck on this. There's weed in it." As they walk outside Mark hands me a red popsicle. I put it in my mouth and I can taste the weed, it hits me fast. Ty hands Mark what must be at least a couple hundred bucks, how much could this shitty room cost? I notice the TV is an older model, 15 years old maybe. How could it play the latest game system? The machine hooked up to it just looks like an old VHS VCR, the game system must be in the backpack near corner of the room. Ty enters the room and Mark shuts the door behind him, I hear a click from the outside. "Where's Mark going?" I ask. "Don't worry about him, baby. Boy got shit to do, he'll be right back. I left the game in the bathroom, I'm gonna go get it. Put these in your mouth, it's some wireless shit." He hands me some kind of mouth guards, like what boxers wear only spongier, softer. I put them in, this game must be straight from Japan, Japanese games are so weird. On his way to the bathroom Ty pops a tape into the VHS, it's just static at first. I look in the mirror, I'd finished the popsicle, it stained my lips, looks like I'm wearing lipstick. The mouth guards are stuck in pretty good, I'm high, then Ty opens the bathroom door. He's stark naked. Shaved to show off his massive rippling sweaty muscles. He's got a patch of hair, trimmed around his cock. His cock is even bigger then Mark's, way bigger, and uncut. Wait... Marks cock! I remember everything! The TV starts playing the same big tit porno. He's moving towards me, his huge black cock swaying back and forth. "This is just what I've missed ever since I got out of juvenile detention." "You don't want to do this Ty! I'm your friend!" That just makes him laugh. "I'm not friends with faggots, now open wide. The game is ready for you." I try to run and he pushes me back on to the bed, his massive arms rip my shirt off like a pro wrestler. He pushes my pants and underwear down with one pull, breaking my belt. Ty sits on my chest, pinning me to the bed with his naked ass. He drapes his insane monster cock over my face and over my left eye. Its so warm, and it's growing. His balls are wresting on my lips, they're huge, the steroids must not of shrunken them. He rubs his balls back and forth against my lips, they're almost tangerine size. My screams are turned into a warble by his huge sweaty balls. I try to bite them but I can't even fit them into my mouth, I'm gumming them with my lips and spongy mouth guards, sucking them in to try to hurt them but only getting them far enough inside to massage them. His sweat keeps dripping from his sack into my mouth. Its so salty, so masculine. "Oh baby, you are worth every penny! Mark is a genius!" Mark, he didn't forgive me, he pimped me out! The head of Ty 's dick is on my left eye while I try to push his balls away with my tong, He's holding my head so I can't move my neck. That massive chocolate dong keeps growing, past my eye leaving a slimy trail of pre-cum from my eye lid to my forehead, and then into my hair and past it. Ty is squealing above me in pleasure, he's so sweaty I am able to squirm out from under him and I run for the door. Very slowly Ty starts walking towards me, his thirteen inch monster pointing at me like a divining rod. "Now where you going, baby? You not done working yet." I turn the nob but the door won't open, I try the locks but still nothing happens. Jesus-Christ, the door must be locked from the other side! What kind of hotel is this? I bang on the door as hard as I can. I turn around and Ty is right there. I try to hit him but he grabs both my arms and pulls them apart like I'm on the cross. His huge dick head is resting just against the side of my sack. "Please Ty..." "Now this game is called Whack- A-Balls, I hope you like it." Ty turns his hips to the side, then turns them back, whacking the side of my balls with his massive bell of a cock head. It hurts so much I scream. "My balls!" "Wrong, bitch. For the next hour everything you got is mine!" He turns this hips again and slaps my balls with his dick, it hurts so bad I fall to my knees. He let's go of my arms and grabs the back of my hair. He pulls my face up against his dick, I clench my lips and he rubs the head of his cock against them. Back and forth on my full red stained lips, smearing pre-cum all over them. Some of it gets in, drips past my teeth and onto my tongue. Its salty, I open my mouth to gag and that's when he pushes that monster inside me. Oh god, his dick is in my mouth! He's breathing hard now. "This game is called, Milk-The-Snake." His big bell cock head slides onto my tongue, I can't help but taste it. I can feel the soft skin of his swollen organ push past deeper, dripping its slimy liquid down my throat. My mouth is straining to open wide enough for the massive chocolate snake. As he pushes it further into me the veins of his cock rub against my tongue, the skin is so soft. I try to bit down but the mouth guards just squeeze his dick, he moans so loud I can feel it in his cock. He's got it about half way in, gagging me with every push, but somehow managing to get more of his tool into my mouth. I can taste every sweaty inch. He puts his other hand on my nose, I can't breath! I try to suck in air with my mouth but just end up slurping on his cock. I try to pull off, he lets me go just a little then pulls my head hard back on it. He keeps doing this, forcing me to slurp and bob on his cock. He lets go of my nose, allowing me to breath, but just for a few seconds until he's back to forcing me to bob and slurp on his elephant cock. He keeps this up until I start sucking and bouncing on my own, just on instinct. I suck as hard as I can, feel his veins with my wet tongue, his chocolate tool gliding forward and backward through my ruby red lips until I feel his balls tighten under my chin. Oh god no! I try to protest but it just comes out as, "Gargle, gargle, gargle, GAG!" His dick swells ever bigger, he grabs by head again and pulls me away until just the head is resting on my tongue, then it explodes. A tsunami of cum, a wild storm of semen splashes into my mouth. He hold's my nose again. "Eat it all, bitch-faggot!" Its salty but also kind of sweet. As more and more cum flows into my mouth I try to swallow as much as I can just to breathe. Its gross, all this cum in my mouth, but it also tastes kind of good. That weed popsicle made me so hungry, and this sweet/salty cum tastes so good, I must be higher then I think. As fast as I gulp it down, he keeps shooting, and big streams of cum start flowing down the side of my mouth. I wonder what I've become as I gulp and gulp and gulp huge mouth full after mouth full of hot, sweet, slimy cum. Finally he pulls his dick out, shoots two large gushers covering half my face, then he lets go of my head. I try to swallow the rest of his cum that was in my mouth, why didn't I just spit it out? Weed makes everything taste good, right? "Damn hooker, I never had a bitch who could swallow that much, Mark was right. You are the queen of the faggots." I have to spit out some cum to speak, "I'm not gay!" Ty just laughs. This was horrible but at least its over, I thought. "Please Ty, just open the door." "Check it again ho, its unlocked." I pick up my tattered clothes and turn to the door. That's when I feel his cock poke my ass, still slimy from his own cum and my spit, still hard. "Oh please no, please! Not again!" He pushes me against the window and I drop my clothes. Holding my hips in place with his strong hands, he pokes it at my hole. He reaches over and sticks his hand in my mouth, pulling out a glob of cum. He whips it up and down the crack of my ass then grabs my hips and pushes the first few inches of his slimy monster inside me. I scream. "Oh yeah, I love this. See you may be a little fag boy, ugh..." He pushes in another two inches, "But me, I'm not gay. I get off on the power. Forcing a little fag like you on my dick, making you my whore, its such a rush. You sicken me, you little fruit, oh fuck yeah. " Five inches slip in quickly, my clenched ass cheeks rubbing against his huge veiny cock while it slides in, inch by inch, into my ass hole. Flailing my arms, trying to grab something to defend my self, I accidentally pull down the curtains. He's all the way inside me now. Someone outside will see this and stop it, they have to. "I forgot to tell you, this game is called Hide-The-Bone." He starts drilling me with all this force. Shaking my cheeks with each hard slam. It hurts so much, I have to stop this before he makes me cum. Oh god, I'm feeling it. The pain is being replaced with pleasure and my dick is rising like the sun, all on its own. Outside I see a man walk past our window. I yell for help, he turns around and walks towards the window, he heard me! I recognize him, that's Mr. Dennis, our school choir teacher. As Ty slams his sausage in and out of my I yell. "Mr. Dennis, ugh, Mr. Dennis. Help me! Ty is raping me!" But he doesn't help, instead he reaches into his pants and pulls out his cock, 5 inches already hard. What the hell kind of motel is this!? Ty pushes my head against the glass. "Please Mr. Dennis, ugh, oh its so big, get some help." Mr. Dennis starts whacking his dick as Ty keeps slamming his monster in and out of me, Dennis whispers. "Get that faggot, ooh, get that faggot." I yell. "I'm not a faggot! Oh god, please don't cum in me, I'll suck your dick, just don't cum in my ass! I'm not a whore!" "Wrong boy, this is still my ass!" With that Mr. Dennis shoots his load on the window, I can feel the heat against the glass. He walks away and enters a room two doors down. A whole bus load load of people drives down the street and they all see me, they look disgusted but not surprised, they know what kind of hotel this is. Just then I can't hold back any longer and I shoot my own load so high it lands on the glass splashing my chin. Ty moans again, and shoots a few bursts up my ass, then pulls out. "Well boy, you asked so nicely, so here it is, suck it!" Sitting on the bed he pulls my mouth onto his cock, I don't even fight him this time. I just swallow his cum as he bursts and bursts down my throat. I taste the bitterness of my own asshole on his cock. When he let's go of my head his cock pops out of my mouth and I fall to the floor. Broken and naked I don't even try to stand. He puts his clothes on in-front of me and I hear a knock on the door. "Come on in, I'm finished with it." Mark enters, Ty hands him a few more bills, "You weren't kidding about this bitch, put me down for the same time next week." Ty leaves and I crawl to my clothes, Mark kicks them away. "Not so fast," He unzips his jeans and pulls out his dick, "This isn't over yet." And he was right, this wouldn't be over, not any time soon. Str8 to Bitch Ch. 04 Chapter 3 is currently being held in a secret location as it was deemed too hot and too perverted by the king of France. If you find this jump in in time upsetting, please contact the United Nations Erotic Short Stories Bureau to file your complaints. We know jump ahead to chapter 4, already in progress... Chapter 4: After the incident on the greyhound bus I was convinced it was all over, done with. I had left town, Mark wouldn't know where. I can't even look half my family members in the eye anymore, thank god they don't know it was me, most of them anyway. It's three months latter, I'm living with my aunt in another state, I'm in another school district. No one knows me here. No one knows about my past. Looking back, it's insane. Me and Mark used to be friends. Then we both got a bit too sexually frustrated, a bit too high. Mark tricked me into sitting on his dick, soon he was raping me, but that wasn't enough for him. He got addicted to the power. Soon it wasn't enough just to dominate and rape me, he was whoring me out to all our friends, then half the community. He made enough money to buy a truck. I hate him, but when I think about it, I get this feeling in my ass and my dick goes rock hard, I can't help it. I got out though, and I was sure it was all behind me. I was sort of right. It was behind me, right up behind me, and getting closer. But I didn't know it yet. I was getting over all of it, back in school, stupid enough to think I was in control of my life. There's this girl in my Trig class, we've been getting friendly. She's just a bit shorter them me, with smooth white skin like fine china. She's skinny, not much of a chest but she's got a great ass, and such beautiful full lips, which she paints pink. This girl has very long very red hair, not orange mind you, but bright red. We're just friends right now but I feel like we're getting closer. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and my asshole hurts, I am sure I can taste something salty, and I can feel that I've cum all over myself. I know what I was dreaming about, even if I don't remember it. But this isn't about proving my manhood, I'm really falling for this girl. She's helping me forget about all that, her name is Trisha. She's so hot, but she's an outcast like I was. When I look into her big round eyes, I just feel good. It's crazy how she just introduced herself to me at lunch, out of the blue. Like she saw something in me I was having trouble seeing in myself. I met her about a month after I got here and we've been friend's ever since. Then it happened. Something that had been happening in my nightmares before I even left. I saw him. My puppet master, my devil, I saw Mark! She begged me to take her to the big game but the visiting team was from my old school. No way I could show my face. Trisha begged and begged, I felt like I would lose any shot I had with her if I said no. In all the time I knew her she she never mentioned sports but she confessed that watching those burly rugby players slam into each other made her hot. At first I was jealous, but I quickly realized that the sexual energy she built up at the game would have to be spent somewhere, and if I could keep her away from the players she just might spend it on me. Also it was a sport Mark wasn't into, so I figured as long as we didn't get too close to the players (they would all remember me, that's for sure, even the coach) I would be safe. Trisha loved watching the game, during every tackle and show of brute force she squealed with joy. She was almost drooling. Everything was going great, it got chilly when the sun went down and Trisha moved in close to stay warm, squeezing me each time she got excited, she was so warm. And then at half time when the stands started to clear. I saw him, all the way in the front row but I saw him, and it all shattered like broken glass, it was Mark. I started to sweat, my heart beat sped up and my dick went hard, so hard it hurt. I could already feel his huge cock balls-deep in my ass and he wasn't even looking at me. I could hear the sound of his hand slapping my sweaty bubble butt and he was half a field away. I had to get out of there before he saw me, I tried to make an excuse but I couldn't think of anything so I just got up and ran away. My dick was straining against my pants so hard I ran with a limp. Trisha ran after me. She caught me just under the bleacher. I broke down in tears and told her everything. What Mark did to me, how confused I felt. She held and told me she had been abused to. She got in close and she hugged me. Her face pressed against mine and we started to kiss. Then she pulled back all of a sudden and I thought I'd offended her. She told me there was something she could give me that might make me feel better. Then she got down one her knees, right there in the dirt, unzipped my pants, fished out my dick and swallowed it. The whole thing happened so fast I didn't realize what she was doing until I felt her tongue on the base of my dick. She was blowing me right there behind the stands, with her juicy pink lips. Slobbering up and down my dick like a porn star. I was already rock hard and she deep throated my whole six inches without gagging. It felt so good, how could this shy girl be so talented? But she was, and she was doing a much better job then I ever did on Mark, oh god, Mark. Just as I thought of him I came came harder then I ever have in my entire life. She let streams of it flow down the sides of her mouth and she swallowed the rest. Then she got up, smiling her dirty smile at me, and kissed me, shoving her tongue down my throat and making me taste my own spunky semen. I moved my right hand near her her pierced belly button, then lower... but she moved my hand away, she said wanted me to save it, we would get a hotel room that weekend, and go all the way. Suffice to say that got me hard again. The next day I went to school floating on a cloud. I spent the first three periods like I was high. And then fourth period came along, gym. Mr. Moanig was a drama coach, not even a real teacher, but for some reason he was hanging out with our gym teacher Mr. Harding. We were playing basket ball, and they both kept looking at me, chuckling. Fucking theater fag, like he could play ball any better. Mr. Harding made me put away all the equipment by myself and he wouldn't even write me a note for the next class. No wonder everyone called him Mr. Hard-on. So I get to the showers and everybody is gone already, I might as well take my time showering seeing as I'm going to be late to the next class anyway. Naked, hot water running down my back, I hear foot steps, and I drop the bar of soap I was holding. I turn around to see Mark, naked and half hard right behind me. I might of been able to run away if I hadn't of stepped right on that bar of soap and fell on all fours. I tried to crawl away. Crouched he chased me in circles around the shower room, waving his cock near my butt, jabbing near my hole. When I got close to the door he grabbed me by the hips, I'm so we and soapy he can just glide my entire body towards his cock head. He lines the fat head up with my asshole. "Faggot, you don't know how much I've missed this." And in on easy shove he worked his whole massive shlong up my rectum and his balls were resting against mine, covering them. Even his balls are dominating my balls. "Ok guys, you paid up. Mmm yeah, still tight I see. I've got him secured, you can come in." And in walks Hard-On and Moanig, both naked as jay-birds, both hard already. Mark couldn't help himself from starting to hump away, pulsating his dick in and out of my asshole, before my elders lined there cocks near my mouth. Moanig grabbed my head and pull me onto his dick while Hard-On rubbed his balls on top of my nose while he jacked himself. Moanig would let out a groan when his 7 inches gagged me, rubbing his grey pubic hair on my chin, he was old but pretty good shape. Unlike Hard-On who's flabby belly would smack my face every couple of times he jacked his cock. After a few minutes Hard-On put his dick in my mouth with Moanig's and they came at the same time, nearly choking me with their cum. Mark kept screwing my ass as cum spilled out of my gapping mouth, how could something so horrible make my dick so hard? With each slam from Marks angry pole I got closer and closer to cumming against my will. Then Mark starting slapping my butt over and over and came up my rectum like a fire hose, that warm familiar feeling, and I came to. I didn't want to but he just kept hitting and hitting that spot up my ass, and when I shot my load it was almost as good as when Trisha blew me. Mark dumped me on the shower room floor. The two old men high fived then left. I expected Mark to threaten me, blackmail me, or something, but he only said one thing before he left. "I'll see you latter faggot." Then I was alone, on the floor of the shower. Cum dripping out of my sore ass, just like old times. The spunk of these two old guys was pretty nasty, like sour milk, but I swallowed it anyways. After a few minutes I got up, cleaned myself, and left the showers. I should of been depressed. I should of been wallowing in self pity or planning a new escape, but I wasn't. I had Trisha, and our big night was cumming up. We stayed in touch over the phone but I avoided school the for the next couple of days. After traveling more than 100 miles just to pork me in the ass I wouldn't put anything past him. All this fear, excitement, hope, and worry had me jacking off almost every hour, but the day before or big night I made myself abstain so I wouldn't be spent when I got with Trish, oh beautiful Trish. When I got to the hotel Trisha kissed me at the door. She tasted so good, just like a girl should taste. Inside the hotel room room she had decorated the whole room with candles, making it hard to see anything except the bed in the candlelight. She moved me near the foot of the bed and she took off all my clothes, keeping hers on. I could tell she wanted this to be special so I just went with whatever she wanted. She starts blowing me, harder then before, a lot harder. Pulling her cheeks in like a fish and swirling her tongue around my pole, it felt so good that when I felt a breeze on my back as if someone just opened the door very quietly, I ignored it. With both of her hands grabbing my ass as hard as possible she's got my whole dick and even my balls all the way in her mouth, I didn't know that was even possible. Just as I am about to place my hand on her head to feel her soft hair, someone pulls my harms behind me and holds me in place, very slowly, still sucking, Trisha pulls off from my dick, giving it one quick deep throat before it leaves her mouth with a pop. Trisha stands and smiles. I don't need to hear a voice to tell me it's Mark holding my arms behind my back, I can smell him. Trisha starts undressing in front of me with a devil's grin that reminds me of Mark. "Trisha doesn't even go to your school you dumb faggot, Trisha isn't his real name. Meet Tommy." Trisha is standing stark naked in front of me for the first time. Her tits aren't small like I thought, they don't even exist. She's got a flat, sleek, hairless chest that leads to her perfect stomach, just below that is a heart shaved into her matching red pubic hair, and below that is her dick, his dick! It's not till I'm looking square at it I finally realize, Trisha is a man! Trisha is Tommy! That blow job that meant so much for me, that proved I wasn't just Mark's bitch, that came from a man with a dick as big as mine, and Mark set the whole thing up. I would find out latter the reason Trish, or rather Tommy, was an outcast wasn't even because he dressed like a girl, it was because he had a habit of seducing all the boyfriends and husbands of this small town, making the girls hate him, and the men had to pretend they hated him so no one suspected they were fucking him. Mark had set up a my-space page for me saying I was a "lost and at risk teen," and there was a reward for info about me. Trisha, damn it, I mean Tommy saw the site after we met. She, I mean he, really did like me at first but the second he got into contact with Mark, and Mark flashed a few bill in front of her, I was set up. With Mark still holding me immobile, Tommy fishes his dick out of his jeans and starts sucking it with the same enthusiasm she/he showed me that night behind the bleachers, then she pops off Marks rod and sticks her tongue up my ass, I didn't know a tongue could get that long! I'd never felt anything like it, the girl I love turns out to be a cross dresser named Tommy and all I can think about is that slimy long tongue shooting in and out of my asshole. Tommy alternates between sucking Mark's cock and rimming my asshole for a few minutes, Mark is moaning and Tommy is moaning back through his slurping and sucking. Then she lines Mark's dick up for him and he slams it in my ass hard as he can, it would hurt so much more if Tommy's tongue hadn't been driving me crazy. Tommy turns around and starts blowing me again as Mark humps away. The way he is holding me I have to lean into him. Which means he isn't so much thrusting in and out of me, as he is forcing me to hump in tune with him. He's working me like a puppet, fucking Tommy's mouth through me, forcing me to hump in and out of those soft pink lips, the harder I try to fight it the better it feels. Screaming I ask how she/he could do this to me! She/he pops my dick out of the sider oh her/his mouth. "Honey, you should consider yourself lucky. I am more woman than you could ever handle, and more man than you will ever be. Mark is gonna work you like a robot for me." With my dick all slimy and wet, hard from the sucking, Tommy bends over in front of me and lines my dick up to her/his hole. No, I can't do this. I try to think unsexy thoughts, these two can rape and abuse me all they want but they can't make me fuck a man, can they? I try to think of the rain forest being cut down as Tommy spreads lubrication up and down the creese of her/his beautiful ass. I almost go soft thinking of road kill but Tommy starts doing a freaky lap dance in front of my crotch, rubbing the lubrication with her/his ass up and down my dick, and my balls, she/he looks back at me with a smile, like I'm the pervert! And I am rock hard again, too hard to go soft without release. My bell is right up against her surprisingly tight hole. I scream no, you cant! "Honey, I can do anything I fucking want!" On instinct I back up as much as I can away from her/hole, I can't let this happen. Backing up just shoves the hard painful two inches of Mark's cock, the two inches he has trouble keeping inside cause his schlong has so many inches, pounds my prostate forcing a squirt of pre cum to shoot out of my cock and right onto the center of Tommy's hole. My whole body shutters and I can't help it, I moan. Mark speaks while grunting. "Tommy, do you really want my second dick up you ass?" What, he's referring to my penis as his second dick? I'm not even a whore to them, I'm just a sex toy! "Please baby please, hump that warn dildo up my ass!" Don't do it, I yell as my leaking prick is placed between her smooth and warm ass cheeks once again. "Do you deserve it, have you been a bad girl?" "I've been so so so bad big daddy! I'm even taping this right now so we can black male this dildo latter, please shove it in me? I deserve to be punished." "You devious fucking whore, you do deserve this!" Suddenly I notice how huge my dick looks, with Mark's cock up my ass it's like I've gained some of his bigness, but that's a crazy thought! I've so overly excited that my cock, which used to be all boring and average, like Bruce Banner, has turned into the incredible Hulk. And just like Banner with the Hulk, I have no power to stop this new monster between my legs as Mark thrusts his hips forward, thus thrusting my hips forward, making me penetrate Trisha's, I mean Tommy's, impossibly tight ass hole. Oh god, my dick is inside another man! We all scream in unison. Mark let go of my arms, my ass is pegged between them now like a lego brick. I try to push them both away, but either they're too sweaty or I'm to weak cause I just keep rubbing them both. I've become delirious with the feeling of Tommy's soft, warm, oh so tight asshole squeezing up and down my larger then ever shaft. If I could've formed a thought at that moment I would of wondered how someone as slutty as Trisha/Tommy could have a hole that tight, but I was done with thinking. I was a dildo now. I was humping away on my own, getting my prostate pounded in the one direction, and my cock milked in the other. I became like a piston pulsating between them. Tommy grabs my hand and places it one his/her cock and humps my sweaty palm while bounding up and down my pole, then it happens. Like an electrical current passing between us, first Mark's cock swells, then mine, then Tommy's. Suddenly I break out of my sex robot mind state and scream in fear, I am truly worried that what's about to happen could kill me . It could give me a me a heart attack or just explode my entire brain out of my ears. "This is too much!" I scream. "There's no such thing as too much!" Trisha croons. "Would you to faggots shut the fuck up, ugh, oh god!" Mark slaps my ass then slaps Trisha's. "YES!!!"" "NO!!!" "YES!!" And we all explode at the same time. Mark fills my ass with his hot cum, I fill Trisha with more cum than imagined I ever had, it drips out of her like a leaking damn while I'm still hard. Tommy shoots so hard and so much it splashes off the wall and hits us both. She spays all over the room, screaming like a mad woman. She hits everything in the small hotel room, even putting out most of the candles. but somehow misses Mark. Everything in the room is streaked with cum as Mark pushes me off him and I collapse on top of Trish onto the floor. We are two sweaty, cum covered rags on the floor, and Mark is dry as a bone. "You two clean up, you're both working tonight." "Yes sir, big daddy. " Trish whimpers. I respond, "Yes sir," to. Mark cleans his dick off on the curtains then leaves. I feel very bad for the maid who will have to clean this up. In just a few minutes we would be showering, primping ourselves, applying make-up, and getting ready to make money for Mark. But for next few minutes we just lay there, my cock still hard and still inside Trish. I look over and see that she is smiling, then I realize, so am I...