"Buttercookie Beach is a real shitty place this time of year. It's just too fucking hot. Tourist season has officially ended, and the only people here are businessmen who work for companies shitty enough to book these resorts during the cheapest time of the year. Buttercookie Beach has a tourist economy, so naturally, everything is closed. There are no bars, no restaurants, no live entertainment. Nothing. It's hot and there's nothing to do, and the only thing people at conferences look forward to is ditching the conference," Casey paused.

Her heart was speeding like it does when she gets worked up. She pulled the band from her ponytail and gave her long, thick brown hair a shake, before flipping all of it to her right. "And that's where we come in. We're the best thing in town during tourist season, and we're the best thing in town now. Just with higher rates, on account of the entertainment supply and demand situation. Double hourly rates, double for groups, and steep increases for anything off menu."

I should back up. I’ll come back to tonight, but first more about Casey and how she recruited me to work for her brothel. I think I fell in love with her the moment my eyes met hers last week, and I think I still love her, even though her plan all along was to hook me. I should've known it was too easy, but when a woman like Casey is looking at you and saying how much she wants your dick with only her eyes, what's reasonable doesn't matter. Casey was the best fuck of my life, and although I find her physically very attractive, there was more to it. For one night, we were connected, like a single entity. Her motivations were insincere, but I know what I felt.

Casey's husband, Bob, owned the secret brothel where Casey served as Lady of The House, which was basically the manager. I had just moved to Buttercookie Beach after my life in Phoenix exploded, part of which included inheriting a house in the American owned resort town of Buttercookie Beach in Greece, about a hundred miles south of Santorini with not much in between.

I met Casey at the only tavern that remained open for the slow season, and found her candor both playful and refreshingly honest. Everything about Casey was refreshing: The way her hair smelled, the way her face lit up when she laughed, and the way my spirit and body felt rejuvenated by just being near her. I was very happy to see her again the following afternoon, and relieved to discover our connection was not only in my head after she sat close to me and occasionally touched my shoulder or leg during our chat. It seemed inevitable she would invite me to her place. 

She knew how to touch me like nobody else had, and I enjoyed receiving her instructions on how to touch her, as well performing seemingly meaningless tasks that somehow provided both of us with an erotic charge. Being under her control felt like being further under her spell, which produced an incredible amount of calm and safety, along with my desire to fuck her. I also enjoyed how much she enjoyed my body; taking a long time to look at me, putting me in poses, and touching me. By the time she finally allowed me to put my cock in her, I was ready to explode. After I came, I realized I had only been inside of her for a few seconds. Just a few pumps before I froze and shot loads into her pussy. I was embarrassed, but also pissed at myself for not lasting longer with her because she was so attractive. 

I watched her long legs reach for the edge of the bed and pull herself over. Her little round ass wiggled with each quick step to the bedroom door, causing me to get hard, and for a moment I thought we might fuck again, but my dick shrunk and nearly retreated inside of my body when Bob walked through the door, and Casey left.

"Hey stud," He smiled and lit a cigarette.

My old life in Phoenix was as a physical trainer and healer, requiring a lot of yoga, working out all the time, hiking, running, and tanning on the deck. I love attention and on the encouragement of the stylist at the beauty salon who constantly told me how beautiful and thick my hair was, I grew it past my shoulders. I had also become attached to a few necklaces over the years. 

With Bob staring at me, wearing jeans and a simple t-shirt, a good amount of hair covering his strong arms, suddenly made my tan, naked and relatively hairless appearance feel feminine. Casey had taken the sheet with her, so I rolled over onto my stomach, hiding from Bob’s gaze.

“Damn. You’ve got great legs. And a really great ass,” He said.

I felt my ass cheeks warming under his scrutiny, and I began quietly freaking out as his approval gave me an erection. I couldn’t roll over to face him now. He brought a chair over and placed it beside the bed near my face and sat down. 

“You don’t need to be afraid,” He smiled, brushing my long hair from my face. “You’re cute. Nice mouth, full lips... look me in the eye.”

I lifted my eyes to meet his without hesitation, and became anxious by how easily I had complied. 

“Lovely. You have kind eyes,” Bob said. “You ever work in a brothel before?”

I assumed he knew I hadn’t, so I didn’t respond. 

“Look, slut,” he said, his demeanor becoming cold. “You just fucked my wife. Do you expect me to be happy about that?”

Again, I didn’t respond.

“Casey says we need to add someone like you to our menu, so that’s what we’re going to do,” Bob said, easily and almost cheerfully. 

“Someone like me? Why me?“

“Because the tastes of our clientele have shifted over the years. And it would seem our predominantly male clients would like some variety. Casey has an eye for talent, and after looking for a long time she’s decided you’re just a variety that we need.“

“I don’t understand.“

“Oh I think you do, “Bob said after leaning in close. “ This is the time where you might think I’d reveal some sort of secret knowledge about you to blackmail you into working for us. But, if Casey’s instincts are right, you’ll do it for free. Because you have a masochistic streak, crave attention and approval,and being used by strange men turns you on.”

“I’m straight. I’ve never been with a man.”

Bob began to laugh. “You don’t think I know you’re straight? I just walked in on you fucking my wife. I know you’re straight; I’m not asking you to marry any of these guys. I just also know that you’re submissive, you’ll do as you’re told, and that sexually you want to suck dick. Among other things. That is, Casey could tell all that stuff when she picked you up at the bar. She has a better sense for the submissive than I do.” Bob let the remark land, and simply looked into my eyes, watching me accept it. 

“Roll over,” He instructed through a smirk after a few seconds of silence. He knew how hard my cock had become. I remained frozen. “Not that I don’t like looking at your backside. But I want to see what you’re hiding under there. C’mon. Let’s go.”

He gently gathered my long, think hair into a fist, then pulled sharply and growled, “Roll over!.” I did it immediately. 

Half of me wished I was anywhere else than lying on my back with my dick hard and throbbing in front of another man. But another part of me definitely was thrilled to be there; Exposed, submissive, and vulnerable.

He stood there, a glimmer in his eye, a slight smile over his lips, looking me over. It felt like forever, but it was probably less than a minute.

“I don’t want to ever see you again with hair down there, do you understand me?” Bob said.

“You mean…?” I began to ask, before I heard Casey’s voice which startled me.

“He means from now on at all times you are to keep your balls, cock, and asshole shaved and free of any hair. The men who frequent our establishment enjoy all of our submissives to be bare. It helps with the power dynamic - the dominant man fucking you has hair, while you, the are feminine and clean. They’ll want to fondle you. Even in the lobby, even before the lineup, at any point, a man could put his hands down your pants and play with your balls. Does that sound nice to you?“

It did, which frightened me because I didn’t know why. 

“Do any women come to the brothel?” I asked, and Bob and Casey laughed.

“You should start fingering yourself using coconut oil,” Bob said. “You should try to work up to two fingers, and then three fingers.”

I remained quiet, understanding that he was serious, as well that I had become excited by the idea.

“Not three fingers. One finger only,“ Casey interrupted. “I have a feeling the men who will pay me for Max’s time are going to want to break him in themselves. Just a hunch.”

I would never admit it, but my porn browsing history would probably reveal why I understood what Casey was talking about. I had gotten off in the past to clips of pretty girls struggling to take a huge cock, and now I realize I was attracted to both the male actor penetrating the actress, but I also got off on imagining what it felt like for her. I loved watching the look of shock, fear and pleasure on her face as she took more of the dick, and the thought of being in her position aroused me like nothing had before.

“Would you like that, Max?” Casey asked.

I hesitated for only a moment before Bob quickly took a big step over to me on the bed, grabbed my balls and squeezed them as hard as he could. “Answer Max,” he calmly Instructed, literally squeezing an orgasm from me.

“Oh fuck, yes!” I exclaimed as cum oozed from my dick.

~~~

Tonight was my second evening working at Bob and Casey’s brothel, but the first attempt just a few nights ago did not go so well. You could say I got the jitters after only a few minutes of hanging out in the lobby with the clients. I was a little overwhelmed, and maybe even a little flattered if I’m being honest, when I gained the attention of more than a few men.

I was placed in the lineup between Lexi and Natasha, both of whom are sexy as hell and I would love to fuck either of them, but I was the attraction for the evening. I truly did not anticipate that Casey would be correct, that my body might serve as something men might prefer for a night over some top-notch pussy also on the menu.

The men were instantly comfortable with me; circling me, touching me, stroking my long hair, running their fingertips along the inside of my legs, squeezing my inner thighs and groping my ass, slapping it.

"He's like a chick," One of them said. "He's got a better ass than any chick I've been with."

"It's like a Varsity Girls Volleyball player’s." He said, then slapped me in the balls. "Way to go!" He laughed as I doubled over, experiencing pain and intense arousal. I almost came.

The entire night I was overwhelmed and speechless. Being evaluated and approved of in such a blatantly sexual fashion felt both erotic and natural. I didn’t know why I responded so positively to this objectification, and I didn’t know how Casey knew that I would.

Two men asked if they could tag team, and Casey explained that they could, it would just cost extra. They picked me and Lexi to accompany them into the first bedroom. Once inside the large bedroom, they instructed us to get on our knees. 

Lexi dropped first and I followed. The man named Andre walked up to Lexi and casually yet firmly grabbed her left tit and began to fondle it. "You have nice tits," he told her. He grabbed the other one and squeezed it harder. "Suck my dick now," He told her, and she did.

"I'm straight but I get off on guys sometimes, that cool with you?" The other guy, named Jalen, told me. 

"Uh, sure, I don't mind, yeah," I stammered.

"You've got a great ass. Nice legs too. You're very fuckable," He said, speaking over the sounds of Andre face fucking Lexi.

"You've got nice tits baby," Andre said, grunting, still squeezing Lexi's tits."I wanna cum but I'm not going to, okay?" He told her. "But I want you to know you've got a great mouth and suck a good dick. Don't take it personally if I don't cum, I just need to save myself for your pussy. That cool?"

"Mm-hm," Lexi agreed, while sucking him.

I'll admit I was attracted to Jalen, and liked the thought of him dominating me sexually. He had removed his shirt and had a muscular and typically hairy chest for a black guy. I'm not very hairy so I've found I am attracted to masculine men. "We're going to take our time I think," Jalen said. "I want to enjoy you. Like a fine, rare wine. You really are very fuckable. I'm going to fuck you long and slow and hard and fast. You want that, don't you?"

I wanted to say yes, but I was quiet.

"... Don't you?"

I nodded that I did.

"Good," Jalen said. “You want to suck my dick?” He asked. My heart began beating faster. I wanted to suck his cock badly, but couldn’t speak. 

Lexi at this point had been thrown on the bed and was getting fucked very hard doggy style by Andre behind her. He spanked her asscheek as it jiggled from the ramming she was taking. He pulled hard on her brown hair. "Fuck you're good," He grunted afterward. "You like my cock?" Andre growled.

"Mm-hm," Lexi muttered.

"God damn you're a good fuck," He said.

My heart continued to beat wildly and although my cock was aching to be fucked by Jalen, I ran out of the room, grabbed my clothes and ran out the front door.

As soon as I left I regretted it but didn’t know how to go back. I knew I needed what Casey was offering me at the brothel. After this side of me had been awakened I needed to feed it.

I had not returned until earlier this evening, Casey took me back and told me I was lucky that a big group had just flown in earlier and made a reservation. She needed to give them something special, so she needed me. She also told me if I ever did that again there would be no coming back, but I knew that wouldn’t happen.

I had arrived early, in order to have ample time to make amends. Rather than sending me home and telling me to come back before the event started at 10 PM, she made me stay. She called the girls in early as well, which they were not happy about, and explained that she needed tonight to be a success, and therefore a little extra work was required. The girls groaned, but I had no idea what she meant. I wondered if she meant like a baseball team and we were going to do push-ups or sprints or something. But Bob entered the lobby waiting room, and I soon found out I had the wrong idea.

"Line up," Casey sighed, and we all fell into a line, shoulder to shoulder, down the middle of the lobby, facing Bob.

He walked directly up to me and without saying a word put his hand down my pants.

"Good boy," He gave my freshly shaved balls a squeeze and walked back to the front of the room. He pulled a chair over and sat down.

"Max. I want you to strip and crawl over here, please."

I hesitated. 

"Max!" He yelled, his face turning red. "Strip! Crawl over here now!"

I felt my balls retreat into my body out of fear and my knees buckled. I stripped and dropped to my knees. My mouth was very dry. I was shaking. I slowly crawled over to him.

"Over my lap, please."

For a moment I was confused by how to do it. As an adult, it's been a very long time since I was put over someone's lap. My dick began to twitch, yet my fear and anxiety made me annoyed with it. Why was I so attracted to this treatment? Being in this position? As my dick grew rock hard, I became lightheaded and bent over Bob's lap."

"Up here, come on now," He lightly spanked my ass, indicating that he wanted me further up over his lap, with my ass in the air.

"You can put all your weight on my lap, it's okay," he said.

Thwack!

Bob has very big hands and strong forearms and spanked me really fucking hard.

"Ow!" I shrieked, my eyes filling with water and immediately becoming angry. My ass cheek stung very badly, burning red hot, but I noticed my hips were writhing on Bob's lap, with my cock pressing little circles into his thigh.

"You don't leave with customers with blue balls, do you understand me? You don't abandon your responsibilities, and once you make our customers hard, you have a responsibility, do you understand me?" Bob whispered in my ear, and I was even more embarrassed than I had been since being put in such a shameful position in front of the girls. They were called in early just to witness my punishment.

"Are you going to cum on my leg?" Bob laughed, lightening up the moment. "I wouldn't recommend it. It's going to be a long night, and once you cum, you'll be less agreeable."

Thwack!

Again! This time harder, and my eyes flooded.

Thwack, thwack.

"Owwwww... what the fuck??,"  I cried, failing to hold on to any dignity in front of the others. I heard my own voice; trembling, whining, crying. "Ow, ow, fuck what-"

Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack!

"Ahhhhhggghhhhhh! ow!!" I cried out. It stung like hell; throbbing and sharp like razor blades, but my cock began to twitch pressed against Bob’s lap. 

"Don't cum," Bob instructed, loudly. "I'll bet you really want to. Don’t. I forbid you to cum.” He laughed. “I’ll be you’re feeling pretty horny and agreeable now," He said, grabbing my hair into his fist and pulling my head up. Everyone could see the tears now.

"Kneel in front of me and suck my cock," He instructed. I couldn't believe it. This man had just spanked me and made me cry, and he wanted me to fellate him.  And I wanted to.

I felt the comfort of having become broken-in wash over me, and I slunk down from his lap, onto the ground in front of him, and removed his flaccid cock from his pants. My heart raced as I looked at the cock of the man who had just beat me in front of Casey and the others and made me cry. I took his cock in my hand and I could feel it begin to stiffen.

 "Put it in your mouth and look at me," Bob said. And I did.

After a few moments of me sucking his dick, feeling him grow hard from the warmth of my wet mouth and soft lips, he pushed my head down to his balls and began speaking to the group. “Lick there. Suck and lick.”

"You girls have to show him, do you understand? He's a natural, but he needs to be shown what to do. Tell him,” Bob told the girls while I licked and sucked his balls.

He gripped my hair tightly, pushing me up and down on his cock. I loved the feeling of being in service to him, and I loved the feeling of a cock in my mouth. I allowed my gagging and slurping sounds to be as loud as possible, letting Bob know I was compliant.

"Alright, good job," Bob said, pulling me up from his cock and lightly pushing me away. "Don't cum," he told me again, standing up and walking over to Casey. The two talked about something privately and then Bob left.

Once he was gone, Daina addressed the group, which brings us back to the start. 

"Buttercookie Beach is a real shitty place this time of year. It's just too fucking hot. Tourist season has officially ended, and the only people here are businessmen who work for companies shitty enough to book these resorts during the cheapest time of the year. Buttercookie Beach has a tourist economy, so naturally, everything is closed…” She said.

Later that night, just before the reservation at 10 PM, Casey told me that Bob had suggested she offer to fuck me if I made Casey at least $25,000. The only way to do that would be all top-tier activities with many customers; anal, creampies, group - which would include recruiting at least a few of the girls to participate. Once again Casey's eyes reflected that same glimmer that made my heart skip a beat; vulnerability mixed with desire. 

I didn't respond but simply smiled and walked away. A few seconds later the light over the door lit-up, and the doorbell chimed.

"Alright, line up!" Casey said. "They're here."

Two men first took Maggie and Natasha to the deck, and I was surprised to be selected next, because Lexi and Summer were still available, and because the man who selected me appeared very straight-laced, possibly ex-military. "Come with me," He said, taking me by the wrist and leading me down the hallway.

"Stand... there," He pointed to the middle of the room and closed the door behind us. He saved his investigation of me until after he had selected me, which was irregular, but I guess he knew what he wanted.

I loved the way I could feel his large palm covering my entire full ass cheek, and my heart fluttered when he jiggled it. "Nice," He said. I felt his fingers run up my back and squeeze the back of my neck. "My name is Gibson. You like to suck cock?" He whispered into my ear."

"Yes I do," I replied. With his left hand firmly squeezing the back of my neck, his right hand cupped my balls and fondled me, which made me feel like a toy and at his mercy. "I think you're fucking sexy," He said, rolling my balls around with his fingers, then squeezing them. "Are you going to be my little bitch tonight?" He asked and my cock began to grow.

"Yes," I said, breathless, my heart racing.

"You'll do whatever I tell you?" He squeezed my balls harder.

"Mm-hm," I agreed, feeling the pain in my balls and my cock stiffen.

"What happened here? To your ass? It's all red and covered in welts."

"I got in trouble, and my boss spanked me in front of everyone."

"I like it," Gibson said. He brought his big hand down across my ass, causing me to shriek because it was still so raw. He again jiggled my ass cheeks.

There was a knock at the door, and then two other customers entered the room with Summer. "We want to join you," One of the guys said. "You stole my pick," He continued, looking at me. "I want to play with him too."

Gibson looked me in the eye, considering if he would share me.

"After me, you can have the leftovers," Gibson said.

"Cool," the man said. "My name is Kyle, and this is Jake," Kyle told Summer as the two men disrobed. "Will you leave your bra and panties on for a while?" He asked. "I cum quickly and you look really hot as it is. I don't want to cum too soon."

Summer laughed, "Sure! No problem."

"Will you get on your hands and knees so I can just look at you?" Kevin asked.

"Uh, I want my dick sucked," Jake said.

"Okay, Summer, will you suck Jake's dick while I, like, touch you and stuff?"

"I won't mind having his dick in my mouth," She said.

"Spread your legs and bend over the desk," Gibson told me. "I want you looking out the window, not at Summer with Kyle and Jake." He led me by the back of the neck to the desk and pushed me over. 

"Further, spread your legs further." I did.

Gibson spat down my asscrack and began rubbing his saliva into me. "Spread further. You have nice long legs and I want to admire you." I did, giving myself a deep stretch.

"Good," Gibson said. I was surprised to feel his breath behind me, and then his tongue between my cheeks, warming me up. Bent over, getting tongued by such a strong man gave me shivers. He pulled back and spanked my ass.

"Very sexy." He stroked my balls from behind and gave them a tug. "Do you like pain?"

I was tempted to take a cue from Summer and say Sure! No problem, but I wasn't so sure.

"I'd like to hit you in the balls, and-"

"Yes, please," I responded honestly, like ripping off a band-aid. After receiving the answer he wanted, Gibson waited no time and swatted me, hard.

"Ow!" I recoiled from deep pain, despite it also feeling good. Gibson pulled me back into position by grabbing my hair.

"I want to do it again, but harder this time," He reached around and lightly stroked my cock. I was afraid I was going to cum. “Can I hit you harder?” He asked, continuing to stroke me. 

"Yes, okay," I said quickly, hoping he'd remove his hand from my cock. I could feel the cum leaking out.

He swatted me again, causing a more intense pain, and for me to buckle over and roll on my side.

"That one hurt?"

I couldn’t speak. Again my eyes filled with tears and I groaned. 

"Did it also feel good?"

"Mm-hm," I responded through the pain.

"Again," He ripped me up by my very thick, long hair and threw me over the desk. “I want to hurt you more. I’m going to hit you much harder this time.”

“Mm-hm, yes,” I muttered, and he immediately spanked my ass very hard, shoved my legs apart and slapped me as hard as he could in the balls from behind.

"Urgh," My stomach knotted and I doubled over again, and remained curled in the fetal position on the floor. 

“You didn’t cum did you?” He asked, disappointed. I almost did. 

Gibson pulled me open and touched my cock. I had let a lot of cum slip out but did not have an orgasm.

Gibson shoved his fingers with my pre-cum into my mouth. "You're pretty full, huh?" He laughed and sat on the edge of the bed, while Jake and Kyle fucked Summer on the middle of it. Gibson sat on the very edge, with his thick muscular thighs wide open and his massive flaccid cock hanging in between.

"Come get me hard, but don't touch my dick yet."

The throbbing deep within my balls and my burning ass cheeks began to calm down. His chest looked impressive and carved of steel. Everything about him seemed regimented, hard and thorough. I was very aroused and dying to cum and I found myself attracted to his chest. I slunk onto my knees and crawled over, feeling more submissive than I ever had in my life.

I allowed my thoughts to turn off, and followed my desire to serve a powerful, strong man. I then felt grateful to be the source of his attraction. I wanted his cum. I stroked his thighs and delivered light kisses up the inside, growing close to his flaccid, heavy cock.

My mouth watered and I felt a rush of excitement as I grew closer to it. "Not yet," He instructed, pulling my hair back to look me in the eye. "I mean it. Keep doing what you're doing. Don't be so fucking eager."

I licked his thighs as my cock throbbed harder. I kissed the side of his muscled waist, licked the side of his abs, and made my way to his chest.

"Yes," He moaned, and I found myself excited to be on the right track. I licked his chest, before lightly flicking my tongue over his nipple. "Good boy," He said, his big hand on the back of my head, shoving me into him. "Suck it."

I sucked his nipple and kissed his strong chest, enjoying his mounting approval.

"Look at me," He instructed, wanting to witness my worship of his body. I licked across his chest to his shoulder and climbed on top of him after I couldn’t wait any longer.

"Fuck me," I said.  My precum and sweat had coated my asshole, and I instinctively lined up the bud of my hole with the tip of his now erect cock. "It's too big," I groaned, disappointed, to myself. Gibson smiled. He reached into his bag at the foot of the bed, and squeezed a ton of lube over my ass and his cock. 

"Take it," He said, and I pushed down, slowly, until the head of his wide cock popped through my tight ring, causing me to gasp. I pulled out, then lowered down again. Gibson grabbed me around the neck. "I said take it," his eyes narrowed and I felt intimidated by his assertiveness.

I spread my knees and rolled my hips back, naturally taking him deeper.

"Ooohhhhhh," I groaned. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum," I worried.

Gibson grabbed my balls very hard and pinched them, removing the option to cum.

"Ride me," He said, and I began to roll my hips up and down, back and forth, taking him deeper each time. It didn't take long for him to unlock me, providing intense comfort with his cock inside of me. My movements became instinctual; arching my back, wiggling my hips and dropping my ass down on him. Going faster.

"That's right, fuck you're good." He pinched my nipple which made me feel very slutty because I loved it so much. He also pulled his body up to kiss me, but I was lost in the feeling of my hips gyrating around his thick cock. The fact that I didn't comply must have upset him because he grabbed me by the waist and pushed me off of him.

Gibson threw me on my back and spread my legs into a very wide “V”, keeping his hands firmly around my ankles, pushing me as far as I could go. He put his hand around my neck and shoved his cock into my ass, causing me to gasp very loudly. My body felt awoken from head to toe. My back arched up toward the ceiling and Gibson once again squeezed my balls and pulled them down, sharply, in order to prevent me from cumming on my stomach. 

“Not yet,” He said, and continued fucking me while spreading my legs apart. 

He let go of my neck and grabbed my hair, pulled me up and bent me over the bed. He dumped the remainder of the lube down my ass crack and shoved his cock between my cheeks. He had already opened me up and I was eager to accept all of him, but with the lube he was able to get deeper and I began moaning very loudly. Standing, bent over the bed, my knees began to shake and eventually buckled. My body fell to mush as he had his way with me lying prone over the bed. I loved feeling like his complete plaything, and a big smile came over my face as the sounds of his hips slapping into my ass intensified.

"Hey," I heard Jake say. I had honestly forgotten they were in the room. "I want to go again but Summer's pussy is all full of cum. Let's have him clean her."

Summer climbed on the bed and spread her used pussy in front of my face, as Gibson continued fucking me from behind. It looked as if both Jake and Kyle had dumped big loads inside of her, and I found I enjoyed the sight of her little cunt red and raw. Before I could finish enjoying looking at her cute little thighs and tight little pink asshole, Gibson spanked me and shoved my head into her pussy.

"Get to work," He said as he pumped my ass.

He spanked me as hard as he could and laughed when I shrieked into Summer's cum filled pussy.

"Lick it all up. Swallow it," He said, and I did. Kyle and Jake's thick cum together tasted very acidic and like chemicals but I liked hearing Summer moan a little from my oral skills. She was pretty and I wanted her to like me. She lifted her hips up just a bit, allowing me to lick her asshole while I was getting fucked, after I was finished cleaning her. 

Gibson soon ripped my head back by my hair, pulling my neck back as far as it would go, and shoved his tongue down my throat. He kissed me for a very long time while he stretched my ass, proving a point. I belonged to him. I actually liked the feeling of it more than I thought I would.

He then grabbed my arms from behind and pulled me to my feet from the bed, while remaining behind me and fucking me. My asshole was completely loose by this point and very slick from the lube, and I was able to take his jackhammering with ease. He walked and fucked me to the center of the room.

"I'm gonna cum," Gibson said, but not to me. "Kyle, squeeze his balls so he can't come yet."

Kyle smiled sadistically and quickly had my balls in a vice grip. He added to my erotic discomfort by lightly stroking my cock and laughing at me.

"Does that feel good?" He laughed. It really did. I was dying to cum.

"Oh yeah baby, your ass is mine baby, oh fuck yeah," Gibson began muttering, shifting to the point of no return. "Your the best fuck I've ever had. How do you feel so fucking good? I’m going to cum so fucking much in your ass!" 

I smiled, feeling thrilled by his admission. "Urgh!" He froze. I felt his cock throbbing and my ass filling with sticky ooze. 

Gibson left his cock in my ass after his orgasm subsided, feeling at home inside of me. I enjoyed feeling like his cum depository.

"Alright, have at him," Gibson told Kyle and Jake. "But don't let him cum. I'm not done with him yet," He fell back in a chair and lit a cigarette, as if settling in to watch the show.