Disclaimer: This story contains graphic descriptions of hot and sweaty sex between males. I've got to officially warn you not to read it if it's illegal in your locality to do so, or if you are under the legal age to do so in your location.
Author's Note: This the second chapter of my story, Centurion city. For some background information as to the setting of this story, please read at least the intro in Chapter 1. I think you'll find this installment has a little less description and a lot more action in it, however.
Centurion City
Chapter 2
I was left there alone on the bed for about half an hour. My hands were still tied above me, tied together in enough knots that I couldn't struggle free if I wanted to. My legs were no longer bound, so I could kick my legs if I wanted to, but moving them just made my raped raw ass hurt and I knew that it would get me nowhere. So instead I just stared up at the grey ceiling and wondered how much more of this I'd have to endure before I was freed.
Eventually, three more men who I could only assume were soldiers came in and it was enough to make me grimace. They were all completely naked and had half-hard thick white cocks, which stood out from the rest of their bodies like lethal weapons. With shaved heads, white skin, and quarter sized pink nipples, they were all pretty similar looking, although one of them had a coating of light-brown chest hair which made him distinctive from the other two. He approached the bed first, with the other two sticking behind, and I watched his long white fuckstick with a glistening pink head swing back and forth as he walked.
"Looks like we got ourselves a fucking whore," he spoke to the others while looking directly at me. "Why else would a bottom boy like this one be all tied up and naked? I think he needs some attention."
One of the smooth-chested men walked around to the foot of the bed where my legs were and spread them apart, probing. "Yea, his pink hole is wet too. I think it wants some more cock." I lay there passively as he started to roughly shove some of his dirty soldier fingers into me, pushing my skin apart and making me remember the brutal fucking I'd suffered earlier. I lay there passively as he pushed into me, gritting my teeth and not wanting to betray weakness.
Their leader approached my face and he swung his cock onto it, slapping me with a piece of meat that had to be at least 9 inches and wasn't even fully hard. It was thick and cut, with an angry pink head that looked as big as a peach. In any other circumstance I'd be drooling - as it was, I kept my lips tightly locked. He stood there for a second, just running his thick penis across my face, watching me follow it with my eyes. Knowing there wasn't anything I could do about it.
"Well, I think we should give him what he wants, don't you?" said the leader, staring down at me with a look of contempt, his face in a scowl. "After all, it's our duty as soldiers and Givers to keep the bottoms of our nation satisfied." With that he grabbed my mouth and forced my lips open. He leaned down to kiss me, although it turned out to not be so much a kiss as him spitting in my mouth, then forcing his tongue inside. It was a sign of ownership, and his wet tongue probed the inside of my mouth roughly, letting me know who was boss.
The other smooth-skinned soldier, the one who wasn't otherwise preoccupied in finger-raping me with dirt and oil covered digits, spoke next. He grabbed my cock roughly as he did so, and I could feel his callused skin rub up against it like sandpaper. I wasn't sure if he was trying to jerk it off or rip it off. "Yea, if his dick speaks for anything, this boy really wants to get fucked. He's probably getting off just looking at our nude soldier bodies. Bottom boys just can't resist drooling over our dicks, can ya boy?"
I stared at him coldly. My natural distaste for the soldiers flared up and I responded, "There isn't much for me to drool over. I've seen bigger cocks than yours on the slave boys from Ashkatcha." This was a serious insult Ashkatchan men, captured from far away battles and sold on the market as Receiver slaves, typically had penises that stood no more than 4" erect.
The soldier's expression turned into a frown and he moved his hand down from the rough stroking of my dick to grasp my balls. He got a mean expression on his face as he twisted roughly, making me cry out. I was hoping he would stop, but he just held my balls there, twisted, and started to pull on them until I thought he was going to rip them off.
The lead soldier, with the light-brown chest hair, reached down and slapped me. Twice. His hand whipping my face one way, then the other. "You know, I don't think my buddy here - his name's Grigoriy by the way, you should learn that - I don't think he liked that too much. I don't think I liked it too much either. You need to learn some respect, boy. Question is, how we gonna teach you to show some?"
I looked up at him, saying nothing. It's rather hard to speak when you're trying not to scream from having your ballsac twisted completely around and pulled and gripped in a solid vice by a hand that shows no intention of letting go. It was the third solider, who was otherwise busy shoving a third finger into my spasming asshole, who responded.
"Well, the problem is that the boy's got a dirty mouth. He doesn't know how to keep it shut like a good bottom boy. He doesn't fight back much physically - he's weaker than us - but that mouth poses a problem. It's filthy. Way I see it, we just need to clean that mouth out," he said, as he poked his fingers in deeper.
"That sounds like a plan, Nikolai," said the leader, as he took the liberty of shoving a couple of fingers into my mouth. I thought about biting them, but I could still feel the sting from the slaps I'd just received and I figured that would be pushing things too far. "But how do we go about cleaning such a dirty mouth?"
"It's simple really," Nikolai said, yanking his three fingers out of my hole in one swift motion. "When I was a boy, before I came here, I sometimes said naughty things to my mother. My mother - she was a large woman, you know would get very angry with me and wash my mouth out with soap. When all I could taste was soap I would realize how filthy I was. Now, if we want to make this boy realize he's been naughty, we just wash his mouth out with something of ours. Like piss," he looked at me as he said this, emphasizing the last couple words. If he was looking for surprise, he wasn't getting any from me. I'd been doused with the golden liquid many times before.
The leader pretended to look thoughtful for a moment, tweaking and twisting my nipples as he did so. They already felt a little sore - had the previous soldier bitten them while he raped me earlier? I couldn't remember. Too much pleasure and pain going on to focus on anything else.
"Well, it can't hurt to try it. If our soldier spit and cum can't straighten him out, maybe gulping down our piss will. We don't want to stain this bed though - let's take him to the shower room," he said.
With that the leader and the ball-twisting soldier, Grigoriy, went around to opposite sides of the bed and each of them took a hand to start untying from the bedpost. The rope they had used to tie me up was rough and thick, and it burned as they pulled it from my skin. Meanwhile, Nikolai had grabbed my legs and was holding them as though he was planning on carrying me that way - what were they going to do, just hoist me up in the middle? Didn't seem to be a very efficient way to carry someone, but I probably wouldn't be able to struggle much.
But I didn't have much of a chance to think about the logistics of it before I found myself ripped from the bed, grabbed by the arms by Grigoriy and the leader, and with Nikolai holding my legs. My body hovered in the middle of them, and although I figured I could actually make it difficult by twisting around, they would have probably just smacked me and picked me back up again. So I just let my naked body lay limply between them as the soldiers, hard cocks leading the way, carried me out of the room.
Nikolai pushed open what looked to be a heavy metal door and we entered a hallway. It was slightly more pleasant than the concrete fuckroom I woke up in, but still maintained a simple, utilitarian look. Dim fluorescent lights flanked the ceiling, and the walls were painted a dingy off-white. Identical doors flanked us on each side as I was carried past - doors to other fuck-rooms, maybe, or possibly rooms for the soldiers in the military complex. I could only speculate, as the sole identifier of location was room numbers.50, 52, 54, I read as we buzzed past.
My body was twisted around as my captors rounded a corner and we veered off into a side hallway. They continued down this for only a few paces before we crashed through a set of large double doors, Nikolai going through them backwards as he held my feet and legs, letting his solid body force them open. As I looked around, I could see that this was "the shower room". The floor was done in small blue tiles, typical of any in the shower room of a regular gym, and multiple shower heads and faucets poked out of the walls on either side, all arranged neatly in rows. I didn't see mold or signs of decay anywhere, so I assumed that this was the room the soldiers used. But other than the three soldiers currently engaged in molesting me, no one else was present.
Suddenly, the soldiers swung my legs and arms and tossed me sideways onto the floor. My body hit the ground with a harsh `thud' as it traveled the few feet to the tiled surface, and I yelled out as I felt a jolt of pain shoot up from my asscheeks to my lower back. "Ouch! Fuckin' watch it!"
The soldiers had a laugh and the leader, cock still standing tall and proud, walked over to stand above me, legs flanking me on either side. He looked like some kind of barbarian giant from this angle, his massive ballsack dangling a few feet above my face, his muscular pecs jutting out from his chest, covered in a forest of hair. "Hey, you talk like trash, boy, you better expect to get treat liked trash." And once again he spat at me, only this time his spit traveled down six feet before splattering on my face and lips.
I looked up at him coldly. "The only trash in Centurion City are those who work for General Varori. I fight for what I believe in." This came a bit hard to say when I was lying on my back, my skin pressed against cold tile, whilst a handsome sadistic stud towered over me, but you couldn't lead a revolution without some bravado.
It was then that Grigoriy, who had been quiet for quite awhile, pounced on me, launching himself to the ground and covering my naked body with his. I tilted my head back, expecting a punch, but none came. Instead, he just drew his head close to mine and spoke.
"Receivers don't fight. They get fucked. It's us soldiers who do the fighting. If you were really fighting us, if you were like our enemies outside the city who want us dead, we would kill you sooner than you could speak. But you, you aren't a traitor. You're just a slutty disobedient boy who needs some discipline. So shut up and take it."
I looked at Grigoriy's face as he said this, really looked at him for the first time, and realized he was beautiful. His face contained piercing blue eyes, smooth white skin, and pink lips that curled up into a perfect snarl. The slightest hint of brown stubble was poking out of his jaw, giving him a special ruggedness. And like the others, his body was large and muscular. Even his neck bulged with muscles, and I was almost tempted to lift my head up and kiss him right there even though I knew that he was the enemy, and that, after all, he was participating in an exercise meant to rape and humiliate me.
Grigoriy pulled himself up onto his knees as the leader moved back a bit to stand behind him. In this position, Grigoriy's cock was hanging just above my face. I noticed that it had gone semi-soft - it was no longer sticking straight out as it had been before - but his veiny dick still had some thickness. Suddenly, a stream of golden yellow piss shot out of his dickhead, hitting me directly on the mouth and drenching my face. Reflexively, I shut my mouth, but not before I got a taste of his piss - strong and bitter, yet strangely tangy at the same time. Then the pissing stopped, and this surprised me because it had only been going on for a few seconds. I opened one eye cautiously, only to see.a foot being stamped down towards my face and forcing it sideways.
With my head forced down against the tile, I could only see to the side, a sight which was currently occupied by Nikolai jerking his dick and sneering at me. So I couldn't see the leader's expression as he loomed above me. "Once again, you're being defiant, boy. We can't wash your mouth out if you don't fuckin' open it. And a bottom boy like you should know to swallow a man's piss when you're offered it. So I'd recommend you cooperate, because I can think of far worse things I could be doing to you right now." With that he lifted his callused foot from my cheek, where I'm sure it probably left a red mark from the pressure he'd applied. Grigoriy resumed his position with his cock just above my face, and I obediently opened my mouth.
Once again, piss spurted out of his dick, only this time it was a more powerful stream that blasted my tongue with its flavor. I barely had time to swallow it all, it was coming out so fast, and some of it gurgled in my mouth and swished between my teeth before I had a chance to gulp it down. I hated this - swallowing the piss of the authorities, being subdued - but I could just barely tolerate it, as long as I pretended it was just really strong beer. Of course, beer was never this warm, and it generally came out of a tap instead of a flaring cockhead held a few inches above my face. Yea, it was definitely soldier piss. When Grigoriy's stream stopped, I brought my head up and wrapped my lips around his dickhead, catching the last few drops of piss. His crotch smelled nice and musky, and I had to admit it was turning me on alittle.
"Good boy," Grigoriy said, a grin forming on his face. "Maybe you're finally learning some respect, huh?" As he said this, he shoved my head off his cock and it once again ended up flat on the floor, facing upwards. I barely had time to process what had just happened before Nikolai came into view, stepping over me and placing one leg on either side of my body. His dick was still hard, and he was still jerking it. He stood over me for a minute, just sneering.
The leader of the group spoke again from somewhere off to the side. "What's the matter Nikolai? Too hard to piss? I think our boy here still needs his mouth washed out some more - what are you waiting for?"
Nikolai let out something like a snarl from six feet above me and I just lay back and watched, fascinated, as his meaty hand continued to jerk his thick dick off above my face. When Nikolai spoke, it was a voice that suggested stupidity and raw masculinity all tied together. "I want to, boss, it's just that this slut's got me so hot and horny I can't get my dick soft enough to let out my piss."
The leader came up next to him and wrapped his hairy arm around Nikolai's shoulder, a sign of brotherhood and masculinity. I'd guess they'd been fucking bottom boys together for quite a long time. "Well Nikolai, why don't you deal with this rebel whore's ass then? I think I can give him some more soldier piss to drink, but that might not be enough to make him obedient again. I think he needs some of our cum up his ass as well - getting bred always puts a boy in his place." The leader looked over to Grigoriy then sadistic, blue-eyed Grigoriy - who was currently just standing to the side looking like a pit bull puppy whose just been told he's not allowed to chase cats anymore. "And you - you can fuck him when Nikolai's done. We'll all fuck him. For now, just do whatever you want to with the rest of this boy's body."
With that command, Nikolai moved back down my body and got on his knees in front of where I lay, and lifted my legs up onto his powerful, muscular shoulders. Nikolai wasn't quite as handsome as Grigoriy, his face not quite as smooth and perfect, but he was solid. Rough. He brought his hands down and used his fingers to expose my pink, recently-fucked hole and then leaned over to spit into it. He hawked into it, really, a big wad of spit flying down to land directly into it. Then he used his fingers to spread it around and slowly brought one into me, fingering me like he had been earlier. After a few seconds he brought his head down and I felt his rough tongue scraping against my ass, forcing his way in. He was actually being gentle compared to the last soldier who fucked me here at Base Camp 4.
Meanwhile, the leader was now squatting over my face in the same position that Grigoriy had been in earlier, using his limp dick to playfully swat my face. "You ready for some more piss, boy? Think you can drink it down?" I decided to play it tough some more. I had to keep some dignity. "Sir, with all due respect, I can drink piss like you drink water. And fuck, soldier piss practically is water. So fucking let it out - you think this is punishment, but I'm kinda thirsty." With that I stuck out my tongue, letting his cock land squarely on top of it. It tasted pretty raw and musky - wet with the sweat that a cock accumulates after a day of exercise drills without a shower afterwards. I expected him to say something in response, or maybe slap me for being insubordinate, but instead he just paused for a second, looking down on me with an arrogant smile. Then a wave of some of the raunchiest, strongest-tasting piss I've ever drank burst out of his cockhead, landing directly onto the taste buds of my tongue and flowing into my throat from there. If I hadn't swallowed I would have choked. It was salty and bitter, and the smell invaded my nostrils as well. He kept pissing for at least a minute, with all of it flowing into my mouth, down my throat and into my stomach. When he was done he rubbed his cockhead against my lips a couple times and then forced his limp dick inside my mouth.
"Now you suck it some, like a good little whore. You need to have cock in you at both ends," he said, bringing his hips forward and putting his hands down on either side of my head. I obliged - I didn't really have a choice - and felt his cock slowly harden as I closed my mouth around it and ran my tongue up and down its length. My mouth still tasted bitter from his piss, and now it was being completely filled up by his hardening 9-inch cock.
Just as this was happening, Grigoriy leaned down behind the leader - I couldn't see him directly - and patted my stomach roughly. "Feel that piss inside there, boy? Yea, you got a gallon of piss from two different guys sloshing around in your belly - you're a dirty, dirty little guy. But you're right where a bottom should be - on the floor, taking cock. You're fucking beautiful that way." With that, Grigoriy reached up just behind where the leader was squatting and took one of my nipples in each hand, twisting them hard and making a mix of pleasure and pain shoot up my chest.
Nikolai, on the other hand, was just finishing up his rimjob on my hole. I felt his mouth leave my now salivacoated ass, and a second later I felt his raging hard cockhead line up against my hole, teasing it. He pressed forward, just enough to force the tip of it into me, and spoke. "You ready for this, boy? Ready to feel what a real man, a fucking Varorian soldier, feels like inside of you?"
I couldn't speak since I was choking on the nine inches of cock that was filling the other half of me, but I mumbled a "Mmmpth!"
And with that he shoved into me, forcing his entire thick penis into my ass in one big push. It should have hurt, but Nikolai had done a good job of loosening me up, so instead of pain I felt that nice full feeling, and my hole felt good at every point where the walls of it hugged his cock. This was no longer a rape - rather, it was a willing bottom boy putting his ass forward for a big top man to take it and use it. Nikolai started thrusting into me, and I pushed back and tried to remain focused on sucking the leader's cock in my mouth as well. I had two soldiers inside of me, and I can't say that I minded too much, although I certainly wouldn't have admitted that to anyone.
"Awww. Your ass is fucking awesome. I haven't had a hole like this in quite awhile. We should just keep you in here, fuck you every day," Nikolai groaned as he shoved his cock in and out of me. His big cut cockhead was rubbing back and forth against my prostate, and soon I was moaning as well. The last of any remaining resistance I had finally wilted away when Grigoriy spit into his hand and grabbed my cock, probably smirking well he did it, and the next thing I knew I was rock hard and leaking pre-cum as two people that I considered to be enemies pummeled me.
This went on for at least a few minutes - Nikolai stretching my hole wide open with his meat, pounding his dick inside me; the leader kneeling above me with sweat pouring down his hairy chest, fucking my face with his big hard cock; Grigoriy alternately jacking my dick off and then twisting my balls when he thought I was too close to cumming.
The leader was the first to lose his load. With my saliva dripping down from my mouth, coating my chin, he grabbed my head and made sure there'd be no way I could pull off his cock. He increased the pace of his thrusts and shoved his fuckmeat deeper inside of me, so that with each inward stroke it rammed part way down my throat, forcing it open. Then he pulled his dick out just enough so that the tip of it was on my tongue, and I felt the bottom of it, just below the head, pulsing and throbbing. I knew what that meant. Sure enough, a second later, a spurt of hot white cum shot past my tongue and hit the back of my throat, causing me to swallow reflexively. Another shot followed, and soon enough of it was landing directly on my tongue to give me a good idea of what his soldier spunk tasted like. It must have been his first ejaculation in awhile, because he shot enough sperm to force me to swallow a good three or four times.
The groans the leader made as he shot his semen into my mouth must have had an effect on Nikolai, because just as I was on my last swallow of cum I felt the pace of his fucking increase ferociously. He begin pulling nearly his entire cock out before ramming back in, so that on each thrust the walls of my hole were forced to spread apart for a good nine inches of dick. Then he shoved his tool all the way in, so that I felt his hairy balls pressed up against my ass. I could feel his cock spasming inside of me, and his white creamy spunk was coating the pink insides of my hole. As he shot his load, he got pretty vocal. "Oh, fuck yea! Take my fucking soldier cum! Yea, you're my fucking bitch now, boy."
Despite disagreeing with everything he said mentally, my hormones got the best of me and his dirty talk turned me on immensely. With Grigoriy's calloused hand roughly stroking my spit-covered dick, I let out a moan and started shooting spurt after spurt of my own cum onto my chest. It was the hardest I'd ejaculated in quite awhile, and it was all at the hands of three enemy soldiers who I'd never have agreed to let touch me in the first place, had I had a choice in the matter. And this was the second time a solider rapist had made me cum in the past two hours.
The leader moved out of the way of my face to sit down next to me, leaving Grigoriy free to scoop my own cum off my chest, collecting it with his fingers. Smiling, he brought his big hands up to my mouth and I licked them in a daze, swallowing my own cum, letting him feed it to me.
Nikolai pulled his rapidly-softening dick out of my ravaged ass and slumped down next to me, on the opposite side from the leader. They were no longer aggressive, because they knew they'd already conquered me; the two of them just sandwiched me between them. The message, although subtle, was clear: I was still their captive.
But Grigoriy wasn't done with me yet. As he leaned on top of me to kiss my cum-coated mouth, I felt his cock press into my thigh, and it was hard and throbbing. He darted his tongue in and out of my mouth for a few seconds, and then pulled his face away, leaving it just a few inches from mine. He spoke. "Scotty - when you're down on the ground and covered in cum - the way you should be - you're fucking beautiful. Possibly the most beautiful bottom boy we've got here at Base Camp 4. And I'm going to show you just how good being a bottom can be." Then he kissed me again, enveloping my mouth before I could reply.
A full minute later he brought his head up and gave a nod to the leader. "Permission to fuck the captive, sir?" The leader gave him possibly the dirtiest fucking grin ever and rose to his feet, gesturing for Nikolai to do the same. "Permission granted. Nikolai and I have some other business to attend to, but you - I believe it would be effective for you to spend the rest of the night with this one. I know your techniques work quite well for helping boys realize their place. Let me know tomorrow how things go."
"Will do, sir. Have a good evening," Grigoriy said, saluting. With that, the leader and Nikolai walked out of the shower room we'd been fucking in, and Grigoriy and I were left alone. It took him less than five seconds to pop his angry, flaring dickhead into my ass, and he leaned over and smiled. "I bet that ass is sensitive now, huh boy? I'm going to fuck you so long and hard and make you feel so good you'll never say no to a soldier again."
He shoved more of his cock into me and I gulped before an involuntary moan escaped from my lips. It was going to be a long night.
To be continued...
In Chapter 3: Wondering what happened to my buddy Falcon from Chapter 1? What's he been doing this entire time I've been having my ass raped inside the military base? And, being the angry top guy rebel that he is, how does he vent all of that anger? To find out who Falcon fucks and whether or not I get freed from soldier domination, read on next time!
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