The second time

The days after having been ravished in the car, I was feeling really bad (see story before). How could I have let that filthy old man just fuck me like that? Like a slut in his car, just taking advantage of me any way he wanted to. I promised myself that would never happen again. I was a good looking guy who could have anyone I wanted. There was no reason I should be treated like that. I continued to work out on my nice booty, shave my smooth body and tan myself. Surely there were plenty of young nice looking porn-star guys out there willing to fuck me. I shouldn't have to settle for the old perverts. And what was that all about anyways? I was into girls, and not some ******. That was just something I played with when I was at home alone and horny in front of the computer. One afternoon after school I was at my friend Simona's home. She was a pretty, chubby country girl with blonde curls and a nice round ass, although I secretly thought mine was even cuter. We smoked some weed and she started showing me her piercings. She had one in her belly button and one in her tongue. She joked and said I would look really good with piercings like that too. We laughed about it, and maybe we would have gotten hot and heavy, had her mother not called and told her she that she was coming right away. Simona freaked out and gave me the rest of her weed. Admittedly, I was a little relived to leave, so that I could go home and watch porn clips on my computer. On my way home I passed a piercing studio. In my current state, being as horny as I was, I paused, nervously in front of the door. Should I do it? Why not, no one would know. I went in and asked if they had a slot free, and as it happened I could get my tongue and belly button pierced right away. What did I have to loose? I could do them and show Simona and maybe we could fuck next time? On my way home I felt so horny. My belly-button and toungue pierced. That made me look so sexy. Just like Simona. Just not chubby, and with only two holes to fuck. Fuck, there they were again, those forbidden thoughts! But then again, here I was, horny as fuck, with a whole weekend ahead of me with nothing planned, and a lot of time to dress up sexy and watch porn clips. No one would ever know. When I came home I saw a group of 40-something men talking and smoking and drinking beer outside the gate of the three store house where I lived. They were rough looking guys, all much bigger than I. I recognized my new neighbour who had recently moved in in the flat above mine. I hadn't seen much of him since he moved in and now I nodded shyly and tried to enter the door. "Whoa whoa" said one of the men, a guy with a pony tail and a motorcycle vest and tattoos all over his arms "only pretty girls gets to enter here!" The other guys laughed. I laughed nervously. "I live here though" I said. The guy with the pony tail looked to my neighbour. "Hey Stefan, does he live here?" "Yeah, said my neighbour. "Well okay then" said the pony tail. What's your name then?" "Erik" I answered, suddenly accutely aware of the piercing in my tongue. Would they be able to see it? I would have to talk with my lips as closed as possible. "Want some beer, Erik?" He asked. "Sure" I said, not daring to refuse. He gave me a big bottle of beer. "Well then, cheers!" I sipped some of it. It was warm and tasted strong. "What kind of fucking sissy drinking is that!" He exclaimed. "You're a neighbour of Stefan's, you need to able to drink beer properly. Fucking down it!" The others laughed. I also laughed, and tried to return it to him. "What the fuck!" He said. "No way, I said fucking down it!" he took a step closer. The other still laughed, but a bit more subdued. I understood that they were a bit afraid of him. As was I. I shrugged and put the bottle to my lips again and started drinking. I heard an audible clicking sound when my piercing touched the bottle. Surely, the others must have heard it. I was never a big beer drinker, being more of a shot type. I took two-three chugs and wanted to let go, but he put his hand under the bottle and forced it back. I had no choice but to keep drinking. I kept drinking but couldn't keep it all down so it started leeking out at the side of my mouth and down my chin. "No fucking cheating, drink it!" he said. The others were cheering. I downed what seemed like litres of the beer until I suddenly had to push it away and puke in the bushes. "What the fuck" he exclaimed. The others were cheering and laughing. "Are you puking up my expensive beer!?" "I'm sorry" I said shakily. "I guess I'm not much of a beer drinker." This made the others laugh even more. But the pony tail looked at me all serious. There was no pity in his eyes, but something else. He likes this. I though. This turns him on somehow. "About fucking time then" he said. "Come on then, finish it." Was he serious? "Come on man, let it be" my neighbour said, but he was relentless. "Come on, drink it." I had no choice. I started drinking again. After puking two more times I managed to finish it. "There you go!" He said. "Good job!" He slapped me in the back, laughing. I was laughing too, glad to finally get his approval. He introduced me to the rest of the group, apparently I was one of the guys now, which made me feel better. "This is Harry, Peter and Franz. And I'm Kurt." He slapped my back again, and this time he let his hand linger a bit longer on my back. Automatically, I pushed back a litte, acknowledning the touch. Submitting to the alfa-male seemed like the proper thing to do now, and somehow it felt right, despite the humiliation. "Well then, I think that's all for now" he said. "By the way, Peter here (that was my neighbour) is throwing a little party in his flat later. Why don't you get yourself cleaned up and join us later, at 7ish." "Ok" was all I could say, still a bit sick from the beer. He then turned and started talking to the others. I realized that I had been dismissed and shakily walked up to my flat.

Once in my apartment I immediately started up the computer. Funnily enough, the humiliating episode in front of the door had done nothing to take away my excitement. In fact, after having smoked some more of Simona's weed, I felt even hornier than before. I felt that I had proven myself. I had gotten his attention and approval. In some sort of subconscious way I started watching porn clips with sissies submitting to alfa-men and it got me so excited I had to be careful not to cum just from watching them. Around six I went to take a shower and controlled if I needed to shave somewhere, but I was as smooth as I could be. With a tingle of excitement I also cleaned out my asshole. Before going up, I contemplated putting on a g-string, but I felt that was just too fucking crazy. Instead I opted for wearing no underpants at all, just a pair of tight jeans-shorts, a tank-top and a baseball cap.

I'm not sure what I was thinking of when I rung the doorbell. Just that it felt like the very right thing to do. Peter opened the door and let me in. The others were sitting in a big leather sofa in the living room, drinking beer. On the tv there was a porn film on, with muted sound. I could see that they were all a bit drunk. They cheered when I came in. Kurt patted the space next to him on the sofa. I could feel the others watching me. "Another beer for you I think" he said. "Sure" I said and smiled. "There you go!" He said. Peter went and got me a beer. Luckily cold this time. "Harry here is producing porn movies" Kurt explained. He gestured towards the screen where a flat chested teen was being assfucked by an big guy. "You like porn, Erik?" "Yeah!" I said. He laughed. For a while everyone was talking and I felt comfortable. Only Kurt got silent after a while. All of a sudden he said. "I think it's time for another beer for you." I had just finished mine and I didn't want to disobey, so I said ok. Peter brought me another one. The other ones had gone silent. "I want you to down this one like the one from outside" he said. "Ok, I'll try" I said. "Only this time, if you have to puke, I want you to do it here" he said and then he pulled down his pants. His fully shaved cock was half-hard and rested against his stomach. I was so stunned that I didn't do anything but nod. Like before he pushed the bottom up and it didn't take long until I had to puke. Obediently I bent over and spit it out over his cock. It was just beer and a lot of thick saliva. "Now fucking clean up your mess" he said. Was he serious? I hesitated. He took a firm grip of my hair and pulled me towards him. "Fucking clean it up I said." I started licking his stomach. I saw his cock growing in front of my eyes. "The dick, clean the dick" he said, and pulled my head towards his dick. I obeyed and started licking my spit and beer from his dick. I started licking the top of his dick, then proceeded to go down his shaft towards his balls. He groaned. "Yeah that's it. I knew you were a cocksucking sissy whore from the moment I saw you. I moaned and continued licking his cock. He was big, probably around 20 cm long. "Come on bitch, suck it!" He pulled my hair harder and pushed me down with his cock in his mouth. He made me deepthroat him, firmly pulling and pushing my head. When I've got as far down as possible he held me down until I started to choke and more thick spit was flowing over his cock. He pulled up my head and I moaned again. "You like this don't you?" He said. "Yeah... I whispered. I hurt a bit the way he held my hair, but I was too excited to protest. He put my head down again and thrusted with his cock until more thick, ropy saliva was running down his shaft. "That's it whore, puke on my cock." The other ones were closing up on me, their cocks out. The closest one was only half hard and he put his dick close to my face. I didn't know if I should suck it but then suddenly he started pissing. I tried to withdraw my head. "What the fuck!" I said, but Kurt held me down. "Come on bitch" he said, "take it!" Obediently I opened my mouth and let him piss on me. It was warm and salty. I choked and spit it out. "Fuck!" Kurt said. "Fucking swallow it!" "I'm sorry" I mumbled and opened my mouth again. He pissed more and this time I managed to swallow. I wretched a bit, but it wasn't actually all that bad. The next time I opened my mouth without being told and obediently swallowed. Another dick appeared in front of me and started pissing too. I swallowed his piss too. Then I saw that Peter was filming. I smiled to the camera while i swallowed. Harry went away to get a glass bowl and soon they were pissing on my face, their piss dripping into the glassbowl while I deepthroated Kurt, my spit mixing with their piss. When Harry was done pissing I started sucking his cock too. Kurt withdrew and positioned himself behind me, pulling my shorts down and started licking my asshole. I moaned out loud. It felt so fucking good. He started fingerfucking my ass while I was being facefucked by Harry and Franz. No one of them were being considerate, but very rough. But I submitted to the alfas, just like I was supposed to. "This pussy is ready for the fucking" I heard Kurt saying. He withdrew his fingers and got around to put his cock in my mouth. He pushed it all the way down to get some really good spit and then went back to my ass. On his knees he put his cock on my asshole and slowly entered. It didn't hurt, it felt fucking unreal. Slowly he started fucking, deeper and deeper. My cock was rockhard bouncing against my stomach. Harry and Franz took turns showing their big shaved cock into my throat while they slapped me, spat on me. Peter was still filming, but he had gotten his cock out and was pissing in the bowl. Kurt was pushing it now. Fucking me hard while he slapped my buttcheeks. "You wanna fuck him?" He said and Harry went on to fuck my ass while Kurt came and facefucked me. I was sitting on all fours in Peters sofa while Harry, Kurt and Franz took turns in fucking my ass and mouth. My spit, joined with theirs hung in big ropy threads from my chin. My hair and face was covered in their piss and Peter was filming it all. I have no idea for how long it went. Finally Harry came around, grabbed my hair extra hard and with a groan he came in my face. I made sure to lick as much of it a could and swallow it. Soon Fritz was fucking my ass and while burried deep he came in my ass. I heard Kurt saying "good idea" and he also went on to fuck my ass until he came. In the meantime, Fritz gave him a glass. "Come on whore" Kurt said. "Shit out our cum in the glass." Obediently I pushed until their cum leaked out of my ass into the glass. When they where satisfied, Kurt came around and handed me the glass. "Come on now bitch, drink it!" Refusing was not an option. I drank the glass with their cum from my ass and swallowed, and smiled at Peter's camera. "Come on Peter, you wanna give it a go?" Kurt said. "Yeah!" Peter said, and he handed the camera to Fritz. He then proceeded to fuck my throat, really really deep but it only took him a few strokes until he came in my mouth. His and the other guy's cum was running down my chin while I was sitting on my knees panting, my asshole felt wide open. They stood around me in a semi-circle, their cocks slowly going down. "What about all this piss?" Said Fritz and held up the bowl. "Make him drink it!" Kurt said and they turned the bowl upside down over my head, the piss splashing on the floor. When it was finished Kurt said "now what do you say bitch?" "Thank you" i moaned. "Now clean this fucking mess up!" And while they got dressed and went out in the kitchen to drink beer, I crawled around on all four, cleaning up the piss and spit from the floor and sofa. Then I took my piss soaked tank-top and jeans-shorts and silenty slid out of the apartment, to go home.