The following story is fiction. It involves sexually explicit erotic events between males. If you are offended by such material or are too young, live where it is not allowed, don't read the story. In the world of this story, the characters do not always use condoms. Make sure you protect yourself from disease in the real world by always using a condom. Send comments and suggestions to the author bert_carley@yahoo.com
Abducted at the Turk Street Baths - Chapter 3
Back to the Turk Street Baths story now! Mikie wrapped his arms around me and just held on tight as we stood just outside the large opening to the showers trying to cool down after exiting the Steam Room. We were in full view of the guys showering. At the time there were only four able hunks tidying up their hot masculine sex equipment under shower heads. Rub-a-dub-dub! After we both caught our breath and began to cool down a bit in the cooler air moving down the corridor, Mikie led my drunken ass into the shower and began working me over. He had me propped up against the cool tiles feeding on my nips, pits and licking the sweat off everything he could reach that was salty and tasty. He always loved my masculine aroma and the strong taste of my sweaty muscled body. Mikie had always been a Rub Queen and started frotting on my overheated dripping body juices -- rub-a-dub-dub, rubbing his entire body up against me -- chest, nips, neck and armpits. We were together as if we were attached and one. It felt absolutely wonderful in my state of dazed drunken lust. Mikie was kissing and licking me as he pleasured us in this unconventional manner. This constant rubbing of our bodies together kept me on the edge of another juicer. He eventually turned on a shower head and adjusted the water to tepid and let it cascaded over us as I just succumbed to the actions my little oversexed frotting rub queen buddy was delivering. Wasn't long and he had the two of us all soaped up, sexually excited and I was making an attempt to get some of his hot ass. I pushed him up against the tiled wall feeding my dick up his ass trench, nibbling and biting on his neck and shoulders as I fed him my dick. He squeezed his hot pussy around my throbbing cock and made it feel like it was where it belonged. Having fucked Mikie enough times over the years, I knew he was enjoying my salami as expected and I was definitely in fuck mode and enjoying Mikie's tight ass when I felt two big soapy paws grasp my ass, spreading my buns and attempting to push a hot soapy slick finger up inside my ass.
Well, over the years others had tried to gain access to my backdoor unsuccessfully, but this guy caught me in a heavenly state of drunken lust up Mikie's ass as my brain was out of service stuck in neutral. Before I realized what was going on back there he successfully working that single digit up into my tight virgin hole. By the time his other arm came up around my neck and held me in place I realized he was much bigger and stronger than I and he wasn't about to back off. When I looked down at that arm around my neck I realized it was the color of the night sky. This guy was not only big and strong, but he was a black guy. Never had I ever been with a black guy, nor had I ever been violated down there between my glutes by a white, let alone a black. You know what they say about black guys. Well he had me in a locked down compromising position and my efforts to disengage his finger from my ass were totally futile. As hard as I tried to pull away he held me in place, my cock still buried in Mikie and this guy's finger exactly where he wanted it to be. I soon realize that he kept removing his finger and dipping it in a small plastic vile of white powder he had attached to a leather strap attached around his other wrist, the one locked securely around my neck. He continued working that finger with the white powder in and out of me, poking and rubbing my prostrate until it almost felt as good as Mikie plowing and squeezing his ass over my stiff dick. Before long the big guy had two, then three and finally all four fingers in me spinning and spreading his fingers to open me up for the big event. Eventually I had to give in to him, especially since it was beginning to really feel good, a new feeling rushed through my loins, a warmth inside that I have never experience before. He began to remove his four fingers and must have been gathering copious amounts of pre-cum from his weapon, because he kept transferring the warm juice in to my anus with more powder and working it around, in and out until he had everything as he wanted. To be truthful, it was beginning to feel good and as good as my own lustful feeling in fucking Mikie in my still drunken state. My brain quit flashing the 'Danger, Danger' signal and I began to relax and enjoy the finger-wave those magic fingers were doing up inside my shit shoot. I thought, "What is going on here with me?" I tried in vain to drop to my knees and avoid his persistence, but he held both Mikie and me up against that wall in the continuous spray of warm water working those fingers in and out of me, persistently massaging and poking my prostrate until I was actually moaning with pleasure, something I thought I would never do in this situation. He obviously had done this successfully many times before and realized he had me primed, dilating and ready for the main event when I began moaning and plunging by ass back over his magic fingers. Sure enough! What I felt next was definitely blunt and much bigger than his four fingers and just didn't slip easily right into me. On the third attempt to enter me, he slapped my ass hard, lunged forward and he was aboard as captain of the ship and in full control of our destination.
The second that huge head penetrated my sphincter muscle and lodged inside me I thought a red hot branding iron had been shoved up into my bottom. I lunged and fought desperately for release, all to no avail, as he just tightened his headlock nearly cutting off my breathing until I settled down. He was kind enough to lean in and whisper softly to me as he stopped in that position to let my anus adjust to the massive intrusion.
"Baby, just relax and it be much easier, or we do it the hard way! You be better soon and it feel real good. You see!" I realized he had me overpowered and he was determined to fuck my ass and I couldn't do a damn thing about it except relax and try to get through this total domination of my virgin ass. Always having been a confirmed Top, I felt total humiliation in this new roll, especially in front of Mikie, my bottom pussy-boy. But, what could I do? Slowly, I tried to relax and concentrate on the warm feeling I was experiencing with Mikie working himself over my fuck-shaft, but each time the big guy pushed more of his massive cock into me it was like I was being split open. One inch at a time seemed to be prolonging the pain and agony, so I pushed quickly back hard and his shaft sank right in so I could feel his wiry pubes buried between my buns and his long slab of ball-meat slap against my own balls and inner thighs. He held me tight in that position until he felt me relax again. He then began the mating ritual - slowly at first - in and out, in and out, until I began to feel how good it felt to have the head of this big dick rubbing and stimulating my prostrate gland. This was all new, a new pleasure to certainly add to those I had already mastered and enjoyed over the years with Mikie and others of his kind -- always playing with bottoms and always watching them worship me and my big dick as I played the dominant roll with them all. As his speed increased, so did my pleasure. Being sandwiched between him and Mikie gave me the feeling of the best of both worlds once the big guy was warmed up and seriously pounding my ass and driving my woody into Mikie. He got me really going as I was pounding my dick forward into Mikie's sweet hot ass and on the backstroke, pounding my hungry ass over that monster dick massaging my prostrate with every movement it made inside me. This was going to be remembered as one of the most pleasurable experiences in my life. I tried not to think and just became a dedicated player enjoying this new warm feeling up inside. My mind was trying to analyze and record every detail of the painful yet pleasurable rush my body was feeling each time his big dick plunged and raked over my prostrate gland. I just succumbed to the pounding he was giving both Mikie and me pushed up against the tiled shower wall and let the big guy take me with him on this wonderful new cruise ship to a paradise-island.
He whispered, "You so hot en tight Blonde. You feel real fine all turned on ... all warm en sexy inside now Baby! I can tell dis fine white ass be virgin too. Tonight your life will change forever white boy! You be a craving big juicy nigger meat from now on, en the more you be gettin, the more you wantin! I fix you up good tonight boy!" He continued to talk telling me my ass was fine, made for his big nigger meat and after tonight I would be craving big, juicy, black meat real soon and forever in search of more to satisfy my hot tight white ass. I was sandwiched between him and Mikie and virtually getting raped for the first time. His rough treatment had both Mikie and me climaxing when he rammed in to me hard, stiffened and I could feel his hot juices warming my intestines. He didn't release either of us right away, holding us both in place sniffing my hair and nibbling on my ear. He finally pulled from me still holding us up against the tiled wall with his body, turned and walked over to where he had his towel and a zipper bag with a long shoulder strap hanging off one of the towel pegs. I watched him pull the vile from around his neck and put it carefully into the bag, then pull a post-it pad and a pen, scribble something on it and press it on my towel hanging with Mikie's nearby. He returned to where Mikie and I were cleaning up, pulled me into his arms and said, "I left my cubicle location, number 8, penciled on a post-all and stuck it on your towel. You come by later and knock on my door, as your pussy soon be itchin bad fir some more dat white powder and this nigger dick!" He jumped back under a showerhead and cleaned his sweaty body and dick, turned and popped me on the ass before he dried, grabbed his stuff and left the room. I got a good look at him as he showered and dried. He was one good looking black guy, looked like a younger version of how Michael Jordan looks today -- tall, lean but well muscled, dark and handsome, with those big brown eyes, white teeth and puffy big lips that could suck the juice right out of a watermelon. Mikie never said a word about my loosing my cherry with such excitement, nor did I ...he knew better ...mum was the word!
After we cleaned up and dried, Mikie pointed to the stairway across the corridor to the shower room door. He led the way up the flight, taking us to another dimly lit floor. I followed him around through a group of connected large rooms. One room was tiered and guys were lying out on the carpeted levels performing every imaginable lustful act of male to male sex. Another even larger room had like small thin mattresses spread out and guys were at it there too. Mikie was attracted to one of the guys spread out on a mat that lured him in shaking his long dick and puckering his lips at him. Mikie took the bait and joined him. I watched the two entwine for a few minutes then went on alone exploring further on my own.
The very next alcove I encountered seemed to be totally dark when I looked through the entrance alcove. I slowly stepped into the darkness and inched myself forward. I couldn't see a damn thing, so I just stood inside thinking my eyes would adjust to the darkness before moving forward. They never did, so I just cautiously continued on into the room and as I slowly made my way into the bowels of the darkness, I rubbed against sweaty bodies and hands started to travel all over my body until I was rock hard as guys fondled me. It wasn't just one guy either, multiple hands and bodies were pressed against me until a mouth came up from below and was over my dick. I grabbed him by the ears and face fucked him mercilessly for a few minutes. He was a great cocksucker. He took my big cock right down his throat without retching once. Over and over I held his ears and face fucked him until he had my juicer heading for his stomach. Who ever he was he had my vote so I helped him to his feet in the total darkness and said, "Thanks, that was great!" I remarkably stayed hard and broke that grouping and made my way further into the darkness of the room until I ran into what I assumed to be the far wall. I felt around, my hands touching other bodies until I realized they were seated. I found a spot along the benched wall and plopped. Another hand was soon feeling my erection. Seconds later a warm mouth engulfed my cock again and this time, having just cum, I was able to enjoy without erupting for what seemed like forever. I just let him suck to his hearts content until he finally must have gotten lock jaw, as he quit and moved on seeing that I wasn't going to ejaculate. It wasn't quite normal for me to cum so many times yet stay aroused, especially since now I definitely had a throbbing sensation going on up inside my ass that really felt quite awesome. Three more guys took their turns sucking, licking and nibbling on various parts of my body in total darkness. I just spread my legs, rested my head and shoulders back against the wall and enjoyed as a warm feeling spread through my body. All those Black Russians I had consumed had paralyzed my brain, but certainly hadn't inhibited my ability to remain a player in total arousal. They sucked and I moaned my appreciation. Damn I felt absolutely wonderful and sexually charged.
I finally got up and tried to head toward where I had entered. I was disoriented and couldn't find my way out of this wall of nude sweaty bodies after being spun and turned a few times as guys tried to stop me in my tracks when they got a feel of my big hard dick. I finally reached a small alcove that seemed to lead off to where there was just enough light filtering in from somewhere above that I could make out the silhouette of the two guys playing in that area, the first visual since I entered the blackened room. I stepped into the small ray of light and suddenly a very dominant and assertive pair of hands grabbed me from the back and pulled me back into the dark and pushed me face first up against a flat wall surface, grinding his stiff equipment up and down between my sweaty buns as he locked his arms around me and pinched my nipples and nipped and sucked on the back of my neck and shoulders. He was a good six inches taller than me. I struggled for release, but he held me tight, making it impossible for me to break away. It wasn't long and he had me totally turned on to his antics. I found myself pushing my ass back against the long stiffie he had working up and down the moisture between my buns. I felt back there with one hand and realized that this guy was dripping cock-snot like crazy and rapidly forming a real slick between my buns, filling my love canal quite nicely with a cock much larger than I cared to accommodate inside my no longer virgin poop- shoot. When he started to whisper sweet nothings in my ear I realized the big guy had to be a black man. I moaned, "Oh no, you're too big for me! Please let me go."
He whispered, "Hell baby I took your cherry ass in the shower en you loved it! I saw you en your pretty friend again en follow you when you two split. I be back for seconds Blondie. You just relax those hot buns en I be real gentle with ya again till ya be begging for more dis big Nigger's dick. Yo pussy should be feeling real warm, excited en sexy by now wantin some more dis nigger dick in ya. Relax baby en let daddy make love to ya like afore. Your white pussy real fine baby, en soon you be gettin just what ya knows ya want real bad, all excited, hot and juicy! Just relax en let daddy fix you right up baby!" He fiddled with that vile of power again covering the ends his fingers and shoved them between my buns. He worked them around with the pre he had deposited between my buns and worked them around over my pucker. When he had my winkie all slick and dripping wet, he slowly worked the slick mass up into me massaging my insides as far as his long fingers would reach, especially my prostrate. He continued to tweak my nipples and nibble on my neck and ears, until I just melted like butter in his big powerful arms. There was no way I wanted to break away now. He was right! I was now feeling so warm and fine up inside. I totally relaxed and just let him have his way. The combination of all those Black Russian highballs and this big guy turning me on had me moaning softly in his clutches with the same new sexual excitement I felt when he fucked me in the showers. He knew he had turned me on again with his foreplay manipulations, ready for what ever he wanted to do with me. I melted into him as he replaced his magic fingers with that huge drooling anaconda trouser snake after he dipped it into the white power and began inserting it up into my anus.
He just kept whispering, licking and nibbling on me as he fed what seemed like a foot or more of his big dick into my bottom, expanding me to my limits. The pain shot through my anus just as the big head popped in as before. From then on, it just kind of felt like something really huge and fat was lodged in me. When that big dick passed over my prostrate gland a surge of sheer pleasure raced through my entire body and my legs turned to rubber. A sudden surge of warmth and sheer pleasure shot through from my ass to my brain. I was totally his by now. He grabbed me around the waist and walked me to the far wall that partially supported me as he slowly began to work that big hard, but yet comfortably pliable man dick in and out of me. He put a bottle of something pungent to my nose and told me to inhale deeply. The stuff was powerful and my ass tightened and went into overdrive pulsating sliding over and squeezing that huge pole he had lodged up my ass. My brain rushed and my insides were instantly aflame with a need he seemed to be satisfying quite well with his huge dick.
As I relaxed further, he increased his speed until he had me throwing my buns back at him each and every time he pushed into me. Once he had me whoring on his dick to his liking, he pulled from me, spun me around facing him. He looked down into my eyes, gave me a big smile and promptly leaned forward and planted his big wet lip over mine and kissed me long and hard. He then placed my arms around his neck and lifted me up so my buns were above his long hard dick. He told me to wrap my legs around his waist as he pushed my back against the wall again, gave me another big sniff from that bottle and lowered me slowly over his massive pleasure poker. The head rush overcame me and I just rode him as he pounded my ass, lifting, rolling and lowering me over that huge night stick, varying his positions until he had me reamed out and enjoying every bulging vein that ran the full length of his cock. My soft moans quickly turned to little grunts; his grunts turned to soft roars until he let out a big roar like a lion, pushed into me and froze as I felt eight big shots of hot juicy jizz shoot my guts full of his ejaculate. On about the third explosion my hard cock shot jizz up between us both making a hot slippery surface covering both of our abdomens. He just held me back against the hard surface of that wall until we both began to breath normally again. I clung to him like a monkey clings to his organ grinder even after he lowered my feet to the floor and steadied me as I slowly got my legs back.
I could hardly whisper, but exclaimed, "What a rush!"
He took my hand and led me back through the dark and through the entrance alcove, back into the light where I could get a good look at him again and he could see me as well. He smiled at me after looking me over well, spun me around a couple of times, spread those big lips showing those beautiful straight white teeth again. I was in total awe as I looked at this handsome black Adonis. My insides were aflame wanting to do what ever necessary to get his dick back in me giving me such pleasure.
He muttered, "Ain't you something else? You be one blond beauty alright. Let's go take another shower Blonde en clean this goo off; den I wants to show ya off to my Bro Kobe. I knows he be a wantin to put the dick to you too Boy!" He popped me on the ass and pushed me along in front of him guiding me toward the stairs that lead below to the showers. I didn't even hesitate as he pushed me along the corridor.
My mind finally was catching up with my actions and I thought, "What was I doing? What is that white stuff that has my ass so excited ...the rush from what I inhaled? But the guy is so good lookin and HOT! What the hell! I can't believe I'm doing this shit! I'm strictly a TOP ...but what he did makes me feel so good ...I just want a little more of him tonight ...I'll just go along with him for now and it's back to normal tomorrow ...not a problem!"
I suddenly stopped in my tracks, hesitated and said, "Wait, I need to tell my friend Mikie where I'm going so he will know where I am and can find me later. Say, I don't even know your name either, I'm Sean."
"Sure, we find yo bud en ya tells him you be en my room #8 with ya Nigger Daddy Jaraald." Off we went back into the big room looking for Mikie. We found him spooned up on the mat against his well endowed partner's groin in slow motion action. I got Mikie's attention and whispered, "Room #8, pointed to Jaraald." Mikie smiled, nodded and Jaraald squeezed my buns, wrapped his arm over my shoulder and around my neck and directed me as we turned and left.
Jaraald gently washed and inspected every square inch of my body, even cleaning his juices from my dilated anus and where they were running down my inner thighs. When he had me all clean and tidy, he spread his legs and instructed me to clean him up good too, especially his cock and balls. The guy was built like a brick shit house, lanky, but all muscles -- not an ounce of fat on him. His dick had two large veins running its full length and of course he was uncircumcised with a foreskin that covered the massive head and glands leaving just a little show of his piss-slit showing now that it was flaccid. His balls dangled far below the length of his cock reminding me of the pendulum on a grandfather clock as they each slapped back and forth on his inner thighs as he walked. I marveled to myself that I was able to take something that huge. Where as I have a seven incher that grows to nine and a half when hard, Jaraald had what looked to be a ten inch fatty when flaccid that grows more lengthwise to about twelve or more inches. It expands when it gets hard into a firm but pliable huge black nightstick looking endowment. Where mine is certainly a grower, his is definitely a full time shower plus a grower as well and must really snake down inside his trousers even when it is flaccid when he wears boxers or goes totally commando. There would be no way he could hide that monster trouser snake under any clothing. I watched his dick swing from side to side with the loose ball-sack slapping his inner thighs as I followed him down the corridor headed for his cubicle. The sight was breathtaking to say the least and I couldn't keep my eyes off this marvel of nature. My ass was a bit sore, but still felt wonderfully warm and still pulsated up inside like a steady heartbeat wanting to be massaged and probed much more.
Jaraald walked right by room #8 and tapped on the door of room #7 and said, "I'm back, open up Kobe and take a good look at our new friend." As the door opened my natural instinct was to step back and survey the situation, but Jaraald quickly spooned up behind me and pushed me into the small cubicle with a hefty pelvis jab. "Kobe this be Sean -- ain't he one fine cracker -- just like I tells ya earlier?" Jaraald stood back blocking the narrow doorway and most of the light coming in from the hallway as Kobe flipped on the small light over his bed. He turning me slowly around a couple of times rubbing his large calloused hands over my body and through my ruffled blond locks. He looked into my eyes and broke into a full smile as he pulled me into his arms and gave me a big bear hug, holding me against him as he ran his nose through my hair sniffing. He smelled strongly of leather and male pheromones, which gave me a sudden rush. He too towered over me and was much broader than Jaraald, but not the least bit fat in any way, just one massive muscle machine. He looked to be a bit older than Jaraald by at least a few years, but he was one handsome black dude also with a full head of long corn-rows. I looked down and gazed at his dick with total shock. It was flaccid, uncircumcised and already nearly as big around as a beer can and it rested down over his meaty ball sacks at least eight inches with the foreskin dangling down another inch. It totally covered his massive cockhead and was the color of the blackest of coal. As he sniffed my soft fine hair I could feel his dick harden and rub over my abs until it was stiff and spewing cock-snot across my abdomen.
Kobe said, "Jaraald my boy, Sean definitely one fine Boy -- blond silky hair, blue eyes, straight white teeth, handsome, high cheek bones, flawless skin en look at da dick on him ...big for a cracker! He be one beauty alright. This cracker gots real potential, just like ya say ...real potential ...just what Sampson says he wantin! Kick da door shut en we get him started on his way to craving big black nigger daddy's climbing his bones! Ya, Sampson be real pleased when he sees dis Boy we finds fer him!" I didn't like what I was hearing, but before I could even respond to Kobe's last remarks, Jaraald had kicked the door shut and had me in a seriously tight headlock and Kobe had pulled a ball gag out of a leather satchel on the end of his bed and had it pushed into my mouth and tied securely around my head so I couldn't shout for help. Kobe pinched my large nipples until the pain was excruciating and said softly, "Don't fight us Blonde en we don't hurt ya Baby. Fight us en we punish yur pretty cracker ass en still do as we wants. We like it rough Boy, so gives us yur best en we has us some real fun!" Being the fighter I was, I immediately took a couple of punches at Kobe, landing one into his massive abs and the other on his chin. Neither even phased the big dude as he laughed as I tried unsuccessfully to use my power to get out of the headlock Jaraald still had on me. After a couple of swift midsection punches from Kobe I settled down realizing I wasn't going anywhere soon. Kobe said, "You a feisty one ain't you ...likes to play rough too huh? ...well ya come to the right place! ...you just settle down now Boy!" I just lowered my head in defeat as he chuckled and said, "Our Boy givin up already Bro ...guess it best so's we don't mark up his pretty face en bruise our prize ...better now muscle boy, got ya breath back?" Jaraald continued to keep me in tow in the headlock as Kobe pulled a syringe and vile out of his satchel, tied a rubber tie around my ankle and gave me a shot between my toes. Within minutes a paralyzing numbness went through my body and I became disorientated, complacent and just relaxed slumped back against Jaraald. He released the headlock and moved his arms down and wrapped them around my waist to keep me upright against his body.
Kobe lifted my head up, looked into my eyes and whispered, "You should feel real good now Boy en ready to have some fun ...your first real lesson how to please Nigger Daddy's." He released my head and I could hardly hold my head up as I tried to focus on his face. They lay me out on the bed face up and I was just short of comatose, going in and out of reality as I watched them snort a couple of lines of what I soon realized had to be Coke. They then took turns powdering their dicks with the white powder and fucking my ass with my legs up over their shoulders smiling down into my eyes and constantly passing a bottle of what they called Ammo Nitrate under my nose to keep my ass pulsating over their engorged dicks. They each zeroed in on my prostrate, rotating on that button until I was totally turned on and submissive. I moaned my pleasure through the ball gag as my dick dripped a continuous stream of cock-snot until I was experiencing huge orgasms. This continued until my balls were empty. I kept going in and out of consciousness as they continued to work me over. I soon began to have one dry orgasm after the other as they continued to take their pleasure. They took turns poking, prodding, sucking my engorged nipples and finally removed the ball gag. One fed me his big black dick as the other fucked my pulsating ass. I was totally involved and thrusting my ass over their huge dicks and choking and gagging on that big black dick that was being shoved down my throat. I finally got control of my gag reflex and was sucking and swallowing it all like a two-bit cock-whore. I had no recollection of how long we had been at this. My mind was devoid of anything except the wonderful new feelings I was experiencing. I had not a care in the world, completely devoid of reality and caught up in the pleasures I was receiving from these two Black Dudes. They eventually ran out of steam too and Kobe curled up next to me spooning my ass and Jaraald went out with his towel over his shoulder as Kobe and I dropped into slumber.
Some time later Jaraald returned with Mikie in tow, awaking me just enough to open my eyes and smile up a Mikie for a moment before dropping back into slumber. Seeing I was indeed here in what seemed to be good hands curled up with my ass spooned up against Kobe's cock, though I was still helplessly wasted and still in a semi-comatose physical state, the two exited and went next door to room #8. It wasn't long when I felt Kobe's dick harden again and enter my ass. He held the Ammo Nitrate bottle to my nose again, took a few hits himself and my ass was immediately pulsating. My ass went immediately into high gear pulsating and milking that huge cock, and I could hear little Mikie moaning through the dividing wall also getting pounded by Jaraald. He was attempting to shout and scream "Harder! Fuck me harder," until Jaraald obviously muffled his verbal outbursts. It wasn't too long and Kobe changed rooms with Jaraald and I heard him and Mikie banging away. The two guys exchanged partners multiple times before each settled down and caught some zees. I was wasted, tired and my ass was sore and all I wanted to do was sleep now too.
It was obviously approaching daylight morning, all I wanted to do was gather Mikie, get dressed at our lockers and get the hell out of there and back to our apartment in the Castro District, but Kobe and Jaraald obviously had other plans for us. Kobe made it quite clear to me that I was their New White Bitch and while Mikie was off taking a shower they held me down and gave me another one of those shots between my toes. Quickly, what ever that magic potent was this time, it made me feel absolutely warm and wonderful again without any aches, pains or sense of responsibility. After Mikie returned from his shower he said he was tired, totally wasted and wanted to go back to our apartment in the Castro. I was chipper again, full of spunk and didn't want to leave yet. Jaraald told Mikie he was ready to leave too and would give him a ride home on the back of his Harley. The two left together and I naturally stayed behind thinking I would be able to ditch Kobe and find another sex partner to Top before I left for home myself. I was raring to go again, but had my mind on exercising my dick now and not my sore ass.
Well, when I told Kobe I was going to find another partner, a Bottom this time and do my thing, he followed me to my locker and stood at my side as I got some change from my coat pocket. I was hoping he would eventually just go on his way if I lingered long enough and that would be the end of our encounter. But he hung tight looking at me oddly. I could see he was not a happy camper by his actions; as he kept pawing me, squeezing my ass and running his hands through my hair and down over my body. Sure, it felt wonderful, but I stood my ground and tried desperately not to respond in a way that he would think he had me hooked on going it another round. I realized he wasn't going to leave; so I asked him if he wanted to have maybe a sandwich and a cup of coffee or a soda with me before we parted and he said, "Sure, why not Blonde," He followed me into the concession area adjacent to the locker room and we had our sandwich and drink together and talked sports for awhile. He was soon asking me personal questions. He soon had me telling him I was an ex-marine and they had taught me to be a diesel mechanic and I now worked in South S.F for the Municipal Muni Transit System and shared an apartment in the Castro District with Mikie and two other queens. He in turn opened up and told me that both he and Jaraald were partners with Sampson, another Bro and had apartments upstairs over a biker type bar called `The Black Oasis,' a beer and wine only bar, but they were hoping to soon have a hard liquor license. He said the bar was located along the rougher part of Divisadero Street but none of their customers seemed to mind, as they were mostly bikers, construction and longshoremen, both white and black dudes, and could take care of themselves in the rough neighborhood.
After we ate at the lounge he tagged along by my side until we got to his #7 cubicle doorway. At that point he quickly opened and pushed the door open, turned back to me and said, "Here, wait a minute Sean en I'll give ya one of our business cards case ya want to stop by sometime to get some more black dick up that hot cracker ass." He stood there and stroked his dick as it quickly engorged, watching my reaction as he said it, which kind of pissed me off. I watched him for but about a minute, turned and was about to walk away. He quickly reached out, spun me around and with lightning speed forcefully pushed me into the small cubicle in front of him. I tripped on his boots and stumbled forward, took a header and banged my head up against the far wall in the nearly dark room. I staggered and fell to the floor in a heap, shook my head trying to regain my wits, then instantly went out like a light. By the time I came to he had me laid flat out on my stomach on the bed and was standing over me with his knee into my back holding me down. He was holding a wide motorcycle belt doubled over wrapped around one hand waiting for me to come to. My wrists were tied together and pulled taunt with a rubber hose and tied around a D-ring on the wall at the head of the bed. He had my legs tied together the same way and stretched out in the same manner secured to another D-ring on the wall at the foot of the bed. He had that fucking ball-gag secured in my mouth again. I realized there wasn't any way I could break loose and try to take a few serious swings at the Black Bastard. He knew I was his captive and was taking his time preparing me for what ever punishment and self pleasure he wanted to administer. Then he finally spoke his mind!
"Yu's not up en walking away simple like from me Boy ...you a Bitch-Boy now ...ya best do as I says ...no Bitch-Boy up and walk away less I says it over Boy. Me en Jaraald got big plans fer ya future!"