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The Doggie Door

By: Kent100



Hey, I'm Mark and this is my story. I'm gonna explain who I am now, who I am was before, and how I got here. My story is gonna start kind of slow but I want a good foundation to explain how I got in the spot I'm in now. It wasn't my fault I ended up this way.

Physically, I'm almost 5'8"s tall, very slim, smooth, no facial hair, and a face my mother calls angelic. I have always received compliments on my eyes and modelesque facial features, but sadly, have always been too shy around women to have a girlfriend. I weigh about 132 pounds and am considered skinny and undefined, with long, thick, blonde curly hair. The only thing I have that is actually well developed on me, is my ass. For some reason, I have a girl's butt. For real, it's big for a skinny kid, just plain big and meaty. My heritage is Danish/German.

When I turned 19 years old, I got a job at an adult book store. It only paid $8.25 an hour, but I really didn't have to do much, so I loved it. I worked behind a plexi glass enclosed counter most of the time, selling sex toys, lingerie, bondage equipment etc...and renting their huge stock of X-rated movies to customers. Once or twice a week I had to stock shelves, but for the most part I sat on my butt unsupervised and played on my cell phone, so again, I loved this job.

The store had a video arcade in the back with separate viewing booths that locked. It was a "member's only admittance" in which you could buy a daily membership for $8.00 to enter. I was supposed to go back there every two hours during my shift to clean up a little, and that was the part of the job I disliked the most. For the most part, it was kind of nasty most times, so I neglected that part of my duties as much as I could.

I was shocked to discover that they had waist high holes cut in the walls in each booth, which I later learned were gloryholes, that were used for anonymous man on man sex. Women rarely ever came in the shop unescorted and if they did, they rarely or never went to the arcades. I thought it was disgusting and couldn't imagine having sex with a man, much less a stranger through a hole in the wall, but I brushed it off as I liked the job. It was gross cleaning up back there cause there was cum on the floor, cum on the walls and nasty tissue paper all over the place. Several times I found underwear, condoms and bottles of lubricant. So fucking gross huh? Still, I liked the job as I was left alone during my shifts.

The owners were two gay guys, Frank and Danny. They say opposites attract. Well, they were the perfect example of that. Apparently they owned several adult book stores in the Houston area, where I lived, and I worked at this location. I knew from their conversations when they were in the shop, that they lived together and in fact were lovers. I guess I didn't really care, whatever floats your boat.

Frank didn't seem like what I pictured as gay guy, in fact he was kind of manly, just a regular guy. Had I not known better, I never would of guessed he was gay. I learned he was an ex marine, looked about 6' 2"s tall and was in really good shape. I know he lifted weights regularly from hearing him talk about his daily visits to the gym. Frank had a pretty gruff, bossy personality. He had a few military tattoos on his arms, short cropped hair and a "no nonsense attitude" when it came to work. Frank always seemed to be getting on my ass to do more work, especially cleaning the video booths and was always mad at me for slacking off. He was a real focused disciplinarian and with an irritated smile, would always threaten me with a spanking if I didn't straighten up. When he did, Danny would just giggle with his "sissy giggle voice" and tell me that Frank was just kidding, but I might like it, then laugh. Then he would tell me that I'm just so cute and so precious that Frank couldn't help himself. Yea, whatever. 

Danny on the other hand, oh my God, his limp wrist and feminine personality was the perfect stereotype of gay guy to me. While he was the less openly aggressive of the two in comments and flirting, he actually came off to me as a wolf in sheep's clothing. I would catch him staring at me all the time, or more specifically staring at my ass all the time. When he was in the shop he would flit about like a queen bee, straightening this, cleaning that, whatever. It was obvious to me that he was "the catcher" in their relationship. He was less than 6' tall, slim, had long hair and was pretty effeminate. He just had these womanly tendencies that really irked me, but unlike Frank, he was really nice and always seemed understanding and compassionate when Frank would bitch me out for doing a half ass job. His personality reminded me of my mother's, when my dad would grind on me for being lazy.

Myself, like I told you earlier, I was 19 at the time. I was about 5' 8"s tall, lean and not athletic at all, blondish hair on the long side and just had a "non motivated don't give a shit attitude."

I still lived with my folks, doing as little as possible around the house as I could get away with. I had finished high school but had no plans on college, and was constantly barraged by my father to move out of the house, while my mom on the other hand, sweetly protected my staying there til I was ready to leave.

After about 3 months at the arcade, one of the employees quit and they hired this new guy. Tommy seemed okay, he was pretty good sized, tall, but not muscular, a little on the heavy side and kind of slovenly. He was older than me, and Danny thought it would be a great idea if I trained him. So Tommy was gonna work with me for a week or two until he knew enough to work his own shift. Now if I thought I was lazy, Tommy took the cake, he didn't do a thing while he was there and paid little attention to anything I tried to teach him. I didn't think he would last long.

A few days after he started, a customer brought up a $40 leather bondage kit and I ran over to ring him up. To my surprise, Tommy jumped in front of me and waited on him. Instead of ringing it up on the register, like we were supposed to do, which would have included sales tax. He just told the customer it was $40, collected 2 twenties from him and put the money in his pocket when the customer left. 

I asked him what he was doing and he said not to worry. He said those 2 queers were loaded and wouldn't miss the money at all. I watched Tommy pocket $210 that day, and yes, I counted in my head exactly how much he stole. At the end of the night, Tommy handed me $105 and said that was my share. I should have refused it, I should have told Frank or Danny, but I didn't. Instead, I pocketed the money and didn't even really feel bad about doing it. Over the next few days, this became the routine. I watched Tommy repeat this process to the tune of about $200 to $300 a day, and he always gave me half of it. 

A few days later, Tommy was in the restroom and I was at the register when a customer came to pay for some items using cash, not a credit card. I saw Tommy come into the room and he was watching the transaction. I felt like he was waiting for me to pocket the money, so me and him could split it up later, and I didn't disappoint. I gave the guy a cash price, collected the money, told him thank you and when he left, I put it in our little pile of money to split at the end of our shift. Tommy just smiled and at that moment, I felt like we were partners and friends.

After 2 weeks, Tommy got moved to the night shift and started working by himself. Our shifts occasionally overlapped a little as he would replace my afternoon shift with his night shift. A few days later he asked how I had been doing on the register by myself and I told him I was taking about $100 a day. He said to keep it around $100 a day and that he would too, smiling and saying that we don't want to take too much from the queers or it will get noticed. 

Tommy and I became friends and hung out together when we were both off. He lived at his mother's house, downstairs in the basement. I would go over there and play video games with him and we would drink beer, as he was old enough to buy it. I always had money in my pocket now, as I was stealing more than I was getting paid and combined together, I was riding high.

One day Tommy told me that Danny and Frank asked him to come over to their house and help move some furniture. He told me that I wouldn't believe their house, that those two queers are loaded. Tommy said there were cases and cases of store stock in boxes in their garage, it was like their warehouse. Then he told me that he stole a garage door remote control off the counter when he left and showed it to me.

I asked what he had planned and he just laughed and said he was gonna steal some of that stuff and cut out the middle man. I just stared at him blankly when he asked if we were partners. I told him yes and he told me he would tell me when we would hit their house.

Tommy came to work the next day and said that Danny was all excited about a big party that him and Frank were going to that Saturday night at 7:00PM. I was working til 3:00PM Saturday and Tommy was scheduled off that Saturday night on the late shift. Tommy told me that we were gonna do this Saturday about 8:00PM.

Saturday came and I went over to Tommy's when I got off work. He told me to wear a dark hoodie and to be back at his house at 6:30PM that night. I was scared, but all I could think about was all the money we were gonna make, so I showed up at 6:30PM on the dot. We got in Tommy's car and drove over to Frank and Danny's house. We parked down the street where we could watch the house. 

At 7:20PM, Frank and Danny pulled out of their driveway and drove off. Tommy and me jumped out of his little Toyota beater and walked a few houses down til we were standing in front of their closed garage door. Tommy pressed the garage opener and like magic, the door opened for us. I followed Tommy inside as he shut the garage door behind us.

The first thing I noticed was that their garage was immaculately clean. Then I saw all the huge cardboard boxes stacked up so neatly against the wall on one side of the garage. As it started to sink in what I was about to do, I was getting really scared and nervous. Then it dawned on me.

"Tommy, how are we gonna get these big boxes in your little car?" I asked.

"Change of plans buddy, fuck those sex toys, they would be too hard to sell anyway, lets get inside, I know where all their jewelry and their petty cash box is." Tommy replied.

Tommy turned the door handle on the inside wooden garage door to enter the house, but it was locked. There was a small doggie door with a flap centered in the bottom of the door. Tommy got down on the garage floor and pushed the flap open, looking into the house. Then he laid on his back and tried to reach up and unlock the door on the inside, but apparently he couldn't reach it.

He stood up and looked at me and said, "I can't reach the lock. You gotta crawl through there and unlock it, I would do it, but I'm too big, but you should fit."

I don't know what I was thinking, I was caught up in the moment and this was getting out of hand. Still, I found myself getting down on my hands and knees and poking my head through the doggie door. Maybe I could squeeze through, so I laid on my stomach and tried. 

Crawling forward on my stomach, I put both my arms out like I was in a diving position and started wriggling through, arms first. It was a tight fit, really tight, but after squirming a lot, I finally got halfway through. Now with my head, upper torso and chest through the doggie door, I just needed to get my waist, hips and legs through. It was incredibly tight, not an inch to spare and I was making some progress squirming through, when I heard the garage door opening and Tommy started kicking me.

"Dude, get out, run, they're here, they're back, get out, run, I'm gone!" Tommy screamed at me as he apparently ran off leaving me there stuck in the doggie door.

In a panic, I squirmed, I twisted, I wriggled to escape, but before I had made any progress in retreating from the doggie door, I felt a strong hand pressing into my back stopping any more movement from me. I knew it was Frank, even before he spoke, I knew it was Frank's strong hand on my back.

"Well, what do we have here?" Frank taunted me, or at least the back of me, as the front half of my body and face was still stuck on the inside of the closed door. "A rat thief caught in a trap."

I heard Danny unlocking the door to the house and as Frank pulled my legs, leveraging my weight, they swung the door open. They drug me across the floor, still temporarily stuck halfway through the doggie door me into clear sight of both of them in the garage. Danny pressed the button mounted on the wall and closed the overhead garage door, locking all three of us in the garage with me still stuck halfway in and out the doggie door.

"Marky, Marky, Marky, Marky, Mark. I can't believe you would do this to us, and to think how sweet I was to you. You were gonna rob us and now your sweet little ass is stuck in my doggie door. This is just both hysterically comical and oh so very, very sad." Danny said in his most taunting flaming sissy voice ever.

"I told you they were stealing, I told you, I told you over and over, you just wouldn't believe it would you? Mark, we know you and Tommy have been clipping the register for a while now. Did you really think we wouldn't notice the drop in sales?" Frank hollered at me. "I have a pretty good idea that your friend that ran off and left you stuck in here by yourself, was that fat ass Tommy, who I will deal with later."

I was so scared that I was trembling, shaking actually. I couldn't hold back the tears anymore, I started blubbering and pleading for them to let me go and begging that I would never do it again.

"Please," I begged, "Let me go, please, I'll never do this again, I'll give back every penny I ever took. Please, I'm begging you, let me go."

"Call the police, this little fucker is going to jail, call the police right now." Frank told Danny.

I was so scared, I didn't want to go to jail and that wasn't the worst of it. I knew my Dad would kick my ass and throw me out of the house when he found out. 

"Please, I'll do anything you want, anything, please don't call the police." I begged.

After what seemed like an eternity, Danny in a questioning surprised tone, finally said, "Anything?"

I knew exactly what "anything" implied when I said it. I knew what I said and I knew what I was offering. Both of these guys had made passes at me and I would do anything to get out of this mess. I thought it might be my only way out and "anything" was better than going to jail and then facing my parents.

"Well, well, well, we might be able to come to an understanding sweet cheeks. Frank has been promising me something for a long time, but I don't think he is ever gonna give it up. So you might be the solution. What do you think Frank?" Danny asked.

"Mark, while I'm a total top, Danny is versatile, he likes to bottom and top, but I don't want to be a bottom. So this is how this is gonna work, you're gonna be the bottom for Danny, ooooh yea, and for me too. Deal?" Frank asked me.

I just nodded, I knew I had no other options. 

Danny squealed like a little girl. "Oh my God, we are gonna have so much fun together. This Queen is gonna get her own personal bottom bitch to fuck. I love it. I'm gonna pop your cherry ass so good that you're gonna follow me around like a puppy dog for the rest of your life."

"Get my phone out of the car and get your phone too. We're not moving him one inch. He's gonna take his medicine right here on his knees, stuck in the doggie door. I want to record this from both sides of the door." Frank told Danny.

Danny squealed again in that high pitch falsetto voice that only he has and scurried off the get the phones. In the meantime, Frank started pulling my jogging pants and underwear off. I offered as little resistance as I could in a last ditch effort to stop this, but Frank quickly pulled them all the way off. Then while he held me there with on hand on my back, he swatted my exposed ass cheeks ten or fifteen times really hard. I yelped and screamed but stopped resisting and just whimpered after a few very hard swats. 

"Danny, get me a new set of ankle spreaders, a new unopened bottles of poppers, some handcuffs, some lube, and a paddle out of the boxes." Frank instructed his lover as he held me in place.

After Danny had given Frank everything he requested, Frank started forcing me into a kneeling position, while I was still stuck in the doggie door. Pushing my legs here, spreading my knees there, pushing and pulling down on my back, making adjustments in my height. The top of the doggie door was maybe only two feet high, so it was a struggle to get me buns up kneeling as my lower back couldn't elevate. Frank didn't seem sympathetic at all, he just kept spreading my knees and then pushing them completely all the way forward til they actually both touched the frame of the door. 

My lower back was pressed so tight against the inside top of the plastic doggie door frame that it was painful, but my ass was sticking straight up in the air now. My knees were spread so far that they were aching, while my face was lying sideways on the concrete floor on the other side of the door. Frank kept pushing my knees and ankles apart, farther and farther til I couldn't go another inch, then he locked the spreader bar to my ankles ensuring I couldn't close access to my ass.

Danny on the other side cuffed my hands behind my back and I lost all leverage without them to balance myself. Danny knelt on the floor next to my face and lifted my head off the concrete by my chin and just looked at me and smiled with his silly gay smile. The most he could raise my face up was maybe a foot off the floor.

Now, if I thought the swats with his hand hurt, they were nothing. The first swat with the paddle was like a jolt of electricity, it caught me completely off guard and stung like a 100 bees had bitten my ass at once. My face contorted and I shrieked like a man possessed. I couldn't catch my breath until the third or fourth rapid fire swats, and Danny, well he just stared into my eyes and giggled again. I screamed and howled as swat after swat landed on my butt cheeks. With the ankle spreader firmly in place and my knees splayed as far as they could, I was in such a vulnerable position for whatever abuse Frank had planned for my ass.

"Marky, my little sweetie pie, remember all those times that Frank joked about spanking you for goofing off at work, well, he wasn't totally joking, he has a huge fetish for bondage and especially spanking. He loves to see a red sore ass before he fucks it, but don't you worry your pretty little head Princess, you may grow to like it as I did." Danny said in an almost encouraging tone as Frank continued to swat my ass with the paddle.

The paddling continued as my screaming continued. I convulsed, I shook, I strained my body to escape, but all to no avail. They had me wedged in the doggie door so tight that all I could do was take it. I whined, I begged them to stop, I moaned and eventually I bawled like a spoiled child getting a whipping. Frank was relentless, he must have given me 10 or 15 swats with the paddle by now as I flinched and bawled like a baby. 

Danny shoved a bottle of poppers under my nose and told me to inhale. I knew what they were, I hold sold hundreds of bottles of these to their customers and even tried some once, but they made me so dizzy that I had to sit down. With my hands cuffed behind my back, I had little choice but to inhale them, so I did, and I could feel a warm flush immediately come over me. It didn't make the spanking enjoyable at all, but it did make me dizzy and seemed to heighten and dull my senses all at the same time. Still the spankings and my sobbing continued as I had no control over either.


The Doggie Door



While Frank continued to paddle my ass, Danny got undressed in front of me and I was shocked when I finally saw his cock. It was positively enormous, and he shaved his cock and balls completely smooth and bare like the girls in the porno magazines. How could this skinny, girly, non manly, guy have such a big cock on his delicate, effeminate frame. It was 100% rock hard, jutting out from his skinny waist and looked to be 10"s long. Thicker than his wrist and standing straight out from his body it looked surreal. 

"This is all for you tonight Princess. Frank won't let me fuck him, so you're gonna be my special treat tonight and from now on. Don't you worry, before I'm finished with you, you will love my cock. I promise." Danny told me.

Still suffering through Frank's spankings, Danny sat down on the floor in front of me. He scooted forward and lifted my face about a foot off the concrete floor, which in my position was all the door would allow. He scooted forward again and again, maneuvering his legs out of the way, until my face laid gently in his lap. Still dazed and confused from the poppers, the warmth of his hot thighs on my cheek was strangely comforting.

"Frank, can you please stop for a minute and see if my sweet little Marky would prefer to suck on my cock instead of getting more spankings?" Danny asked.

Thank God the paddling stopped.

"Marky my little Princess, would you rather suck on my cock or get more spankings?" Danny asked me.

What a loaded question, there was no right answer. I did not want to suck a man's cock, but I definitely didn't think I could take even one more swat on my tender ass. Still, the lesser of the two evils was sucking on this monster cock of this flaming sissy. As Danny pushed my shoulders off his lap, and held my head hovering directly over his cock, I reluctantly opened my mouth wide and with teary eyes, I allowed him to gently lower my mouth down on the tip of his fat hard cock. 

He held me steady in place, slowly pushing my head and shoulders slightly downwards and then upwards, as if he let go, the gravity of my body weight would impale my throat on his cock. As he gently held my chin with one hand supporting the weight of my upper torso and cuffed hands behind my back, he softly stroked my hair as I nursed on a few inches of his big cock. It wasn't so bad, not really and since Frank had stopped paddling my ass, doing this was a blessing.

Frank peeked around the door and noticed my compliance. He watched for a few minutes as Danny was compassionate about not forcing too much cock down my throat and letting me relax on it. I was afraid that if Danny let go on my head and allowed my body weight to drop down on his thick long cock, that I might suffocate. 

"Okay baby, I'm gonna get his sweet little ass ready for you, just sit there and enjoy his blowjob til I get him ready." Frank told Danny as he disappeared back on the other side of the door.

Danny, he was still supporting me with one hand under my neck, which was stroking my Adam's apple, while his other hand had a firm grip that was deeply entwined in my hair. Slowly and gently he made my face suck him, stopping just before hitting my throat. Up and down he guided my face and mouth lower and lower on his cock, as I tasted his slimy slippery pre-cum. I felt like one of those masturbation sleeves that he sold at his store, like a fuck toy for a horny guy, but still, it was better than the spankings.

Danny used less and less effort to support my shoulders, as a result, my face was lowered and the weight of my upper torso forced more and more of his cock to enter my mouth. The tip of his cock was now pressing against the opening of my throat as I struggled to breath and support myself from being impaled or suffocating on his fat cock. Danny now just held my face firmly as he screwed and twisted my head up and down in a slow passionate rhythm on his big dick, moaning lewdly as the tip of his cock entered my throat.

I fought off the convulsions and urge to heave as he now was well over halfway buried in my throat. A few more inches and he would have it in to the root. I gagged and sputtered every time the tip of his cock eased into my throat. Drool ran down his cock and balls, puddling on the concrete floor . He just repeated this over and over as I gurgled and moaned on his engorged cock, slowly and methodically fucking into my mouth and throat.

Behind me, I suddenly felt Frank gripping both my butt cheeks and spreading them even farther with his hands. Stretching my sore inflamed butt cheeks as wide as possible, he mashed his mouth against my puckered star and started slurping away at it. The feeling was incredible and he used his teeth and nibbled on my anal ring. Alternating between nipping with his teeth and slurping with his tongue I started to respond. Even with the assault on my throat, my cock started to grow as Frank's nibbling and slobbering on my asshole continued. 

My cock started to come to life as Frank continued to eat my ass out. I could feel it completely harden to its full 6 inches as he deftly probed his tongue in and out of my ass. Lowering his hungry mouth from my rosebud, Frank sucked both my balls into his mouth as he gently stroked my now fully erect cock. My knees began to tremble as the feeling washed over me and it made Danny's oral assault a lot easier to take. 

Danny was relentless, as he twisted my face down deeper and deeper on his cock. He was determined to make me swallow the whole thing and I was in no position to stop it. Where he was compassionate before, he was now becoming more aggressive and not caring about being gentle with me.

"Suck my big uncut cock Princess. I'm not gonna stop til you have it down your throat and are gagging on it. Come on my little Nellie Queen faggot, open up and let me throat fuck you." Danny admonished me.

Danny took his underwear, that were laying on the floor where he dropped them and poured a half a bottle of the poppers into them. He took the big wet spot and held them under my nose while he fucked my throat down on his engorged cock. The heady smell had me reeling in seconds as there was no escape from the aroma. My head spun, my eyes saw bright stars and my heart thumped as the popper's aroma made me dizzy and feel faint. Gasping for breath with his cock lodged in my throat, all I could do was inhale the heady popper scent whenever I managed to catch a breath. Danny finally stretched his underwear over my head, so the wet spot was positioned right over my nose, forcing me to inhale the chemical scent every time I took a breath.

"Come on my little boy toy, suck that cock all the way down. I'm gonna turn you into my personal little fairy, my personal little twink cum junkie, my personal little hungry bottom boy, suck my big dick all the way down to the root. I'm not gonna stop til you swallow the whole thing." Danny taunted me, still forcing me down on his big cock, as there were at least two inches left.

Frank bent my cock back between my legs and sucked on the tip and underside. It felt so good in contrast to the severe throat fucking I was receiving from Danny. He scraped his fingernails on both hands down my extremely sore crimson red butt cheeks and I howled on the cock in my mouth. The pain and pleasure seemed to wash together now, blend into one another as he sucked my cock and tormented my tender butt cheeks with his fingernails.

As Danny tried to screw my throat down on his cock, I began to realize how much my body hurt. Every inch of me was in pain, except my cock, which Franks was nursing on. My asshole itched like crazy for more oral manipulations. The handcuffs were killing my wrists, the spreader bar had the muscles in my thighs and legs shaking. The plastic doggie door frame was breaking my back and my knees were numb from rocking back and forth against the door frame and concrete floor. My abdominal muscles were spent from trying to suspend my upper torso so I would suffocate on Danny's cock. I ached everywhere, my shoulders, my throat and especially my inflamed butt cheeks.

Danny seemed frustrated or impatient with me, and hollered out, "Frank, spank him, paddle him, beat his cute ass, make him take all my cock down his throat, do it." 

As soon as I heard that, I frantically redoubled my efforts to swallow his cock all the way to avoid any paddle punishment. I tried to force it down immediately, reeling dizzy from the poppers I almost could, but not quite, and then the paddle started again.

Oh my God, I howled as much as a boy could with a mouthful of cock in his throat when that first swat landed. I made screaming sounds in my throat and forced my face down willingly. On the third swat, I jammed my face down as hard as I could and it went all the way in. I had willed myself to swallow all ten inches. Danny just held my face smashed into his balls until I felt like I was gonna pass out for lack of air and after 3 more swats he hollered at Frank. "Okay Frank, you can stop with the paddle, little Marky has complied and he is eating up all 10 inches like a good little bitch should."

The paddle stopped, thank God, and Frank went back to sucking on my cock, balls and asshole. Danny backed out about 4 inches and just started to fuck my face and throat now. I can't describe it any better than except to say that he was "long dicking" my throat. He would pull out about 5 to 6 inches and plunge it all the way back in over and over. Back and forth he just used my throat like a fuck toy. He pounded my throat while he held the sides of my face, pulling me up and down on his hard cock.

I don't know how long this went on, five minutes, fifteen minutes, I don't know, but I got a thorough throat fucking til finally Danny giggled in his sissiest and sarcastic voice yet, "Good job my little bottom boy, but now it's time for me to get some of that sweet little booty of yours, aren't you excited?" 

I collapsed, exhausted, spent and reeling from the poppers as Danny wriggled away from my face and finally stood up. He kneeled down and give me a big, wet, sloppy, slobbery kiss full on my swollen puffy lips. He adjusted the underwear on my head after applying a few more drops of poppers to them and I was dizzily euphoric in seconds. I was too exhausted to resist his kiss and was just glad the throat fucking was over. The kiss lasted at least 30 seconds and I didn't kiss him back. I just let him suck and nibble on my lips until he was satisfied. As he stood up, he had the nerve to say, "Well, not bad for your first kiss from me, but we will work on that, right sweetie?"

Danny disappeared and Frank now stood over me. He was already completely naked and as I strained to look up, the first thing I noticed was how well developed his body was. He had muscles in his chest, his arms, even in his legs. He was in really good shape for an older guy. His stomach even had muscles in it. It was well defined, washboard abs with ripples of muscles. Frank's cock, unlike Danny's, was not shaved at all. While he had just a little hair on his chest, his cock had a full beard. His cock, while not as long as Danny's, was about 8"s and cut like mine, but very, very, very thick. Way thicker than Danny's. Hard and straight, it looked like a battering ram with all the veins really prominent. 

"You fucked up boy, you really fucked up, and I'm kind of glad you did. With these cell phone videos of you, and your stealing from us, Danny is gonna get his new play toy for as long as he wants and will finally quit bugging me about being a bottom for him. That's gonna be your job from now on." Frank whispered to me.

"Did you like the way I ate your little boy pussy, I hope so, cause now it's your turn." Frank said as he smiled at me. "Now eat my ass out, and do a good job or I'll tell Danny to get the paddle out."

With that, Frank laid down on his back and started scooching his way up to me as he spread his legs and put the soles of his feet on the door. Wriggling forward, Frank didn't stop til he had his asshole right in line with my mouth. Propping my torso off the ground, Frank settled his asshole in place with the weight of my mouth right on it. I tried to squirm my head left and right to avoid my mouth being stuck in his ass canal, but he would have none of that. His strong arms twisted and held my face in place til my nose was in his balls and my mouth on his rosebud. 

"Get to work and you better show me a little, no a lot of enthusiasm, or else I will have Danny beat you ass with the paddle. I think just a few more swats will break the skin. Understand?" Frank said as he leered at me.

At that moment, I felt Danny tracing his fingers gently over my battered, stinging ass cheek. It actually felt so good I could feel goose bumps coming up on them.

"Okay Marky my love, get ready, I'm about to turn you into my cock loving bitch bottom boi forever. Don't fight me honey, I don't want to hurt you." Danny said as he pressed the tip of his cock against my ass hole. 

I was already really wet and lubricated from Frank's spit, but I felt something like a cold gel on the tip of his cock as he made contact. With my mouth buried in Frank's ass and the fresh popper stained underwear right under my nose, I started feeling faint again. My whole body flushed and my head spun. I could see stars again and seemed to fall into a numb trancelike state of heightened sensory acuteness.

Danny was teasing my asshole with just his cock head and my little rosebud seemed to dilate, almost like it was opening up and accepting him. It was like an itch that was being scratched. It felt so good. He was slow and he was methodical, almost taking his time to relish a virgin ass as Frank apparently denied him the pleasure of being the top. It didn't hurt like I thought it would, in fact, just the opposite, it felt great. As he teased my ass with just an inch or two of his cock head, it felt good, really, really good.

"You're doing great Princess, just relax and let it happen, I think you're gonna be a natural. You have a very hungry ass" Danny encouraged me.

As I felt more and more of his cock fill my bowels, I really did became almost hungry for it, not fighting it, but just accepting it and letting him slowly fill me up. He didn't pull back, not at all, he just slowly kept pushing forward while still stroking and tickling my sore butt cheeks with his soft finger tips. There was never really any pain and within a few seconds, I could feel his groin pressed into my butt. 

At that moment, and even now, I still don't understand why it didn't hurt. I was 5'8"s tall and was taking a 10" cock up my butt and it didn't hurt. How could a little guy like me take all that cock, where did it go when it was up inside me?

"Ooooooh Frank, this little guy is definitely a natural, he just took all 10 inches up his little pussy and didn't even flinch. You're gonna love this." Danny beamed loudly.

Danny started a slow rhythmic stroke, in and out of my ass. It felt so fucking good. I know this sounds weird, but kind of like a good bowel movement almost. When you evacuate your bowels and the relief you feel. That is what I felt every time he pulled out and then refilled me. Empty, full, empty, full, empty, full, ooooh my God, this felt so good. He was going really slowly and gently as my cock was absolutely throbbing and pulsing to his strokes. I was in heaven. Danny sensed my enjoyment and right then I felt his warm delicate soft hand filled with lubricating gel gently massaging my erect cock and bulls as he started giving me a reach around.

Frank lightly slapped me upside my cheek and gave me a one of his famous, "you better get to work son" lines.

I tentatively started to lick around his asshole, but not directly on it. I stalled by just sucking and slurping on his ass cheeks avoiding his rosebud and hoping he wouldn't want more. As Danny fucked my ass slowly, Frank let me get away with this for a while.

"Mark, if your tongue isn't vigorously in my asshole in 10 seconds, I'm gonna tell Danny to beat your ass, understand?"

Fearing the paddle, I dove in, just like he did me, I got sloppy with it. I slurped on his star getting it totally wet and honestly, it wasn't as bad as I thought. As Frank gave way to a few grunts of pleasure, I was encouraged and got into it a little better. Frank took the remaining liquid in the bottle of poppers and poured it right into the underwear spot on my nose. Within 30 seconds I was dizzy again and all my inhibitions seemed to vanish. I started eating his ass like a man possessed. I ground my face into it and poked my tongue as deep as I could. Frank groaned and said, "Danny, this bitch can eat an ass like nobody's business. He's a keeper, hahaha."

I nibbled on his ass cheeks, sucked the flesh into my mouth, flattened my tongue out and slurped all over his muscular inner thighs and ass. Frank held the back of my head and was actually loving and compassionate to me for the first time in our acquaintance. Encouraging me with his hands and body movements, I finally felt like Frank found something about me that he liked, and I ran with it. I ate his ass as good as he ate mine, or better. When I finally settled in again on his rosebud, I pushed my tongue in as deep as I could and massaged his tender flesh with it.

Danny was plowing my ass faster now and a feeling of euphoria was washing over me. It was feeling so good I felt like I might pee if he didn't stop. Like it was uncontrollable and I couldn't will it away. My cock was throbbing to the touch, so sensitive as Danny had now stopped stroking it and was just teasing it. I knew I was gonna cum any second.

"Frank, are you close? My Princess is ready to pop and I am too?" Danny with precision control.

"I can cum anytime you're ready." Frank replied and with that he scooted his sweet ass away from my hungry mouth and assumed the lotus position as close as he could get to my face as possible. Frank started stroking his cock with his hand and told me to open my mouth as wide as I could and to stick my tongue out.

I couldn't last any longer, my cock literally exploded while Danny screamed, "Frank, he's cumming and I'm cumming, cum with us."

As Danny now furiously stroked my cock, I felt him ejaculate deep in my bowels. As I shook and trembled from my orgasm, I felt Danny pulse and spurt a warm slippery load of sperm up my ass. My cock contracted over and over in sync with Danny's cock. I felt spurt after spurt erupt from my cock as Frank started shooting his load on my face.

Frank's fist shot arced about 6 inches in the air and hit me on my forehead. It was warm and clung between my scalp and my eyebrows as he groaned and threw out the next spurt. It hit right on my tongue and like a slut, I slurped it into my mouth as quick as lightning and stuck my tongue out again. The third rope hit me in my right eye and I closed my eyes and just left my mouth open and tongue sticking out after that. I felt at least 5 more full spurts hit my cheeks, nose and face everywhere. My face was covered in cum. 

When Frank stopped, I just laid there, utterly exhausted and sore. Danny pulled out my ass slowly and I felt his hot cum turn cool as it trickled down my inner thigh. Danny finally came around and kissed Frank as they both tried to catch their breath.

"Hey Princess, you okay?" Danny said to me. I really couldn't look cause I had so much of Frank's cum in my eyes.

"Oooooh poor baby, let me help you with that." Danny giggled.

As Frank stood up and moved away, Danny knelt down beside me and gently took my face in his hands. Gingerly, he began kissing my face and with his tongue, he guided the cum on my face towards my mouth. I ate all he pushed to me. Then he kissed me gently and soulfully, I don't know why, but I returned the kiss. We made out for about 5 minutes and I really got into it til Frank said, "Lets get this little guy out of here and take him to the bedroom, I'm not finished yet."