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Gang Banging Mario Lopez #8: Mario's Fun at Home
Mark-Paul screamed as Mario's cock punched its way into him, and Mario's smile never left his face as he started to ravage his former co-star's ass. The hole was hot from both the friction and the heated lube and the slave's squirming protestations only tightened his sphincter's grip against Mario's fuckstick.
The look on Mark-Paul's face was a combination of anger and sexual surprise, since Mario's cock was hitting exactly on his prostate with every single thrust. He'd always wondered what it would be like to have Mario's cock inside him, and now the moment was here. But he didn't expect to be tied up on a four-poster bed, the sexual slave of a black pimp and his Yakuza clients. As Mario's meat sliced into him once again, his screams of pain had started to turn into moans and his cock started to rise.
Mario loved the way Mark-Paul's ass was twitching and milking his cock, and his smile broadened when he saw his bottom's cock swelling. "Hot ass," Mario cooed. "You must have given some of those Yakuza fucks a good ride." Mark-Paul blushed, then closed his eyes and turned his head away in embarrassment. But Mario didn't care, his cock was still pumping into this bitch's ass and there was nothing he could do about it.
Even though he should have been exhausted from the orgy earlier in the day, the idea of topping one of the people who'd betrayed him earlier in life was too good to resist. Plus, after being a bottom slut for so long, it felt good to get a little ass of his own. He looked at the nightstand and its assortment of lubes and dildos, then turned Mark-Paul's face to look up at him. "Playtime," he said.
When Mario grabbed a long black vibrator, Mark-Paul started to scream out in protest. "NO! Don't put that fucking thing in me!"
Mario just smiled more. "Tough luck, cunt. This is what you get for screwing with me before. This will teach you not to spread rumors about me, you little fuck!" Staring with delighted eyes into Mark-Paul's furious face, Mario covered the obscenely long vibrator with the heated lube and started to stuff it into Mark-Paul's protesting boypussy. Mark-Paul moaned and tried to resist, but he felt the vibrating faux-cock starting to stretch his hole and move inside him. Of course, it would have hurt a lot more if the Yakuza didn't do this very thing to him on a regular basis. They loved to cram as many things as they could into his body, delighting in his humiliation. But as the huge vibrator bottomed out in his ass, Mark-Paul was once again a helpless observer in his own rape and shame.
Mario loved watching the huge tool go into Mark-Paul, since he was normally on the receiving end of a double fuck. The vibrations of the black plastic tool felt good on his cock too, making him wonder if he should get one of these to compliment the black butt plug that was still firmly nestled in his asshole. Taking another big hit of poppers, Mario continued to fuck away at Mark-Paul's tortured ass, jamming on a mix of lube, amyl and ass-juice.
Suddenly, Mario heard a noise behind him and turned to see Garrett and T-Rex enter the room. Both men were completely hard, since T-Rex was a fuck machine and Garrett had been forbidden from touching himself during the entire blowjob. The asian slave was red in the face and seemed to be on the verge of cumming anyway, so excited he was from watching and participating in all the sex in this house. T-Rex's first load of the night was slowly oozing down his throat, and Garrett knew it was only the beginning. His cock was emitting a steady stream of pre-cum onto the hardwood floors.
"Got a load in your belly?" Mario asked Garrett playfully.
Garrett nodded silently, looking intently at Mario's ass as he continued to pump into Mark-Paul's sopping wet cunt. T-Rex noticed.
"What you looking at, pussyboy? You wanna taste that ass?" Grabbing Garrett by the neck, he pushed him down directly in front of the black butt plug. Putting his hand around the plug's base, T-Rex ripped the buttplug out with one ferocious motion and slapped Garrett's mouth against Mario's oozing hole.
Mario's screams were quickly soothed by the twin sensations of Mark-Paul's ass and Garrett's twitching and probing tongue, which started to rim the latino stud with a frenzy. The loads buried in Mario's ass were starting to leak out into Garrett's horny mouth and down his chin. Garrett was in turns disgusted and completely aroused at the obscenity of this scene, but he kept licking up the warm spent cum as much as he could.
T-Rex stepped back to observe his slaves in action. He often liked watching his boys on their own, putting on obscene shows for him in his home dungeon.
But this needed a little more direction. "Garrett, get up on the bed and stick you ass in the air. Mario needs to return the favor."
Garrett quickly complied, straddling the bound Mark-Paul and presenting his juicy asian asshole for Mario's pleasure. Never slowing his fucking for a moment, Mario leaned forward and started to eat out Garrett's hot ass. Garrett's moans grew loud and intense as Mario's tongue whipped across his now-hypersensitive sphincter. Droplets of sweat and pre-cum fell from Garrett's body onto Mark-Paul's, reminding the bound man of the Yakuza session from only a few days ago.
T-Rex moved behind Mario and watched as his butt cheeks contracted with each push into Mark-Paul's ass. "No, bitch, you're not fucking him fast enough. You gotta go faster, like this!" And with a single thrust, T-Rex buried his ramrod cock into Mario's trembling ass, grabbed Mark-Paul's elevated legs and started to pound Mario with a frenzied pace, causing Mario's cock to repeat the torment inside Mark-Paul.
The room was filled with the moaning of sex slaves and the slaps of sweaty flesh, with T-Rex dominating them all. Though his ass had been well-used during the afternoon, Mario was once again forced to contend with T-Rex's monster cock inside him, stretching his boycunt to its limits. His panting breath and eager tongue did wonders on Garrett's prone asshole and his now-supercharged cock was plowing into Mark-Paul even more than before, furthering the effect of the vibrator on his insides.
"Damn, my boys really did a number on you today, didn't they bitch?" T-Rex said, feeling the warm scumminess of Mario's cum-coated ass-chute. "They loosened you up a little bit for me."
"They double-fucked me a lot," replied Mario, in between his own moans of pleasure as "lucky pierre." Even Mark-Paul's cock had grown to full mast under this renewed assault, but it was partly from knowing that T-Rex was torturing Mario's ass just as much as his own butt was being punished. It made Mark-Paul feel a little better knowing that he wasn't the only slave in the room.
"Well, Mama said there'd be days like this," T-Rex laughed, then pounded even harder and faster into his latino fuckpuppet, causing deeper moans from both Mario and Mark-Paul. "Garrett, get your ass over here and sit down against the bed."
Garrett moved quickly between T-Rex's legs, resting his head against the bed's footboard and facing the twin sights of fucking. Directly above his head, Mario's beautiful cock was slipping into Mark-Paul's abused asshole, and directly in front of his face, his master T-Rex was pounding into Mario's sloppy wet ass-cunt. He quickly lifted his mouth up to lick Mario's swinging balls, tasting the tangy mix of sweat and cum from them. Then he felt T-Rex's hands grab the sides of his head.
Suddenly, T-Rex pulled his cock out of Mario's sopping asshole and shoved into Garrett's mouth. Garrett tasted the spunk of Mario's insides once again as T-Rex pumped his mouth for a few seconds, then returned his cock to Mario's dripping hole. Pumping the ass for a few seconds, he returned it to his asian slut's mouth for another few seconds. T-Rex went on with this pattern for several minutes, totally using both men for his obscene pleasures. Though Garrett was still forbidden from touching his own cock, it was literally covered with pre-cum that continually issued forth from the tip of his denied manhood. And every time T-Rex slipped his nasty ass-fucking cock into Garrett's eager mouth, more pre-cum would spurt out.
Finally Mario could take no more of this exquisite torture. Grabbing hold of the now-weeping Mark-Paul's hair, he called out "I'm cumming, you fucking cunt! Take my load!" Then he shot wave after wave of his fucksauce into Mark-Paul's defeated ass, some of it splotching out onto Garrett's face beneath. T-Rex rode out the orgasmic twitching of Mario's asshole, then pulled out his meat with a loud "plop" and fed it to Garrett for one last cleaning off.
Moving away from the panting trio, T-Rex went to Mario's entertainment center and turned on the TV and DVD player. Pressing play, he called over to the bunch, "hey, look at this shit! This is what your boy Mark-Paul's been doing with his free time."
Soon the room was filled with the sounds of Mark-Paul's recent sexual torture at the hands of the Yakuza. The TV screen showed a bound white man surrounded by a dozen naked Japanese mafiosi. Mark-Paul's nipples and testicles were clamped with electrical leads and one man was regularly sending them a charge, causing the white slave to twitch and scream while another man shoved a viciously large dildo into his protesting asshole.
"Where the fuck did you get that?" Mark-Paul screamed when he saw what was on the TV.
T-Rex smiled evilly. "You're a movie star, bitch! We've been filming you for months! We're going to release this one on the market next week! And all because your little bitch ass tried to run away last week. Bitch trying to hide from ME! I think your career is about to change, you little cunt!"
Both Mario and Garrett paused for a moment, amazed at how cruel T-Rex could be. Now they really understood the depths of T-Rex's power over them. While they both feared for their careers, both slaves secretly enjoyed their subjugation. But now T-Rex was going to completely destroy Mark-Paul, the price of betrayal. Looking at his massively muscled frame and smiling face, T-Rex looked like the fucking Devil himself. And all the color bled out of Mark-Paul's completely helpless face.
T-Rex skipped to various scenes on the DVD. "Here you are eating out Yakuza asshole. . .here you are getting electroshocked until you cum . . . here you are getting fucked with an EEL! Damn, you're a sick fuck! Here you are getting slammed by a fucking MACHINE!" Turning back, T-Rex smiled again, "I bought three of those fucking machines, by the way. I'm planning a little party."
Moving away from the TV and letting the DVD play in the background, he turned his attention back to his slaves. "Mario, get Garrett's asshole nice and wet."
Mario pulled his spent cock out of Mark-Paul's cunt and dropped down to the floor between Garrett's spread legs. Garrett adjusted himself to present his tiny asshole once again to Mario's flirting tongue, and T-Rex returned to the bed to focus all his attention on a now-weeping Mark-Paul
Looking down at the black vibrator still shaking in Mark-Paul's asshole, T-Rex said, "This is all you put in this bitch, Mario? This and that little dick of yours? Damn, you can't top for shit. You gotta TAKE that pussy, not play with it!" T-Rex reached over and grabbed the largest, most evil-looking dildo on the nightstand. It was motorized so that it was not only a vibrator, but caused little ribbed stumps to appear all along the shaft and made the entire dildo begin to squirm in his hands.
"Remind you of anything, bitch? Them eels went way up inside you, didn't they, bitch? Feeling all that nasty slimy squirming in your cunt made you cum, didn't it?"
Mark-Paul was completely silent, partly in rebellion against T-Rex, partly because he couldn't bring himself to admit that this level of extreme violation actually caused him to have one of the largest orgasms of his life. He turned his face away from T-Rex, only to have it violently yanked back to face him.
"I know it did, you fucking runaway. I got that shit on DVD! But I don't have no fucking eels with me tonight, so this will just have to do!" Then T-Rex rammed the mechanized vibrator up Mark-Paul's cunt, ignoring the cries and screams of pain coming from his white victim. Setting the dildo to "random," T-Rex moved away, leaving Mark-Paul to a slow torture all alone. His cries of torture would echo through the room all night.
Walking past Mario and Garrett on the floor, T-Rex simply said "come with me, Garrett."
Garrett pulled away from Mario's hot rimjob, stood, and walked slowly to T-Rex, his eyes flitting back and forth from T-Rex's lion-like body on a chair and the TV screen showing Mark-Paul's torture. Once he stood before T-Rex, Garrett saw that his cock had grown even larger, a huge, thick black column standing straight up in the air from his tree-trunk thighs.
"Get me wet, pussyboy," T-Rex commanded.
Garrett quickly dropped to his knees and started to suck T-Rex's cock with abandon. Mario moved away from the bed and Mark-Paul's dildo torture and sat down on the floor before the interracial duo.
Garrett was bobbing his mouth on T-Rex's pole, getting it as wet as he possibly could. T-Rex then pulled him off. "Now sit on my cock, bitch. I'm gonna fuck that ass."
Garrett stood and hesitated. "But," he stammered, "I've never been fucked by a cock that big!"
T-Rex glared at him. "Are you telling me no?" Then he gestured over to the TV screen and the torture.
Garrett swallowed hard. "Can I get some lube?"
T-Rex grabbed Garrett and spun him around, positioning his rosebud ass directly above his throbbing cock. "Bitch, you'll take it like this! Now SIT!"
Garrett slowly eased himself down onto the tip of T-Rex's cock, feeling just the tip start to stretch him out uncomfortably. Mario watched from near the bed. Seeing the hot asian ease down on the black cock was an amazing sight, especially given the difference in their sizes. Though he'd put on some muscle lately, Garrett was still easily dwarfed by T-Rex's huge dark chest, arms and legs. It was the very picture of submission, but with a T-Rex twist, since Garrett was being compelled to submit and had to do all the work himself.
Very quickly, Garrett's ass was stuffed to capacity with T-Rex's thick meat, but he was only half-way down on his cock. "Please" pleaded the sweaty asian, "I can't go any further."
Mario walked over and offered Garrett some poppers, knowing full-well that half-way down the cock was not going to satisfy T-Rex's ravenous sexual appetite. "What is this" Garrett asked, seeing the little brown bottle. "Just sniff them," Mario said. "It'll make getting fucked a little easier."
Garrett tried the poppers and very soon his face flushed red and he started to swoon and moan. Understanding the signs, T-Rex grabbed Garrett's waist and started to push the asian fucktoy further down onto his cock. One inch in, and Garrett moaned. Two inches in, and the moans deepened and were tinged with fear and pain. Three inches in, and Garrett's face contorted with pain and he started gasping for air. But T-Rex never stopped his slow and steady pressure, and Mario was fascinated with the huge black torpedo shoving itself into Garrett's water-tight asshole. The distortion was nearly obscene, as Garrett's pink sphincter strained to encompass T-Rex's dark brown cock. Garrett desperately snorted another hit of poppers as his black master slowly claimed him.
Finally, T-Rex hit bottom. Garrett was covered in sweat, his face contorted in poppers-eased pain, his mouth forming a perfect "O" of moaning pleasure, and his cock hanging limp over his balls. Mario was amazed, and reached over and kissed Garrett deeply. Slowly, from the poppers and Mario's soothing attentions, Garrett became accustomed to T-Rex inside him. Then T-Rex started to pump into his Chinese slave, feeling his moist inner walls coating his cock.
Garrett opened his eyes and immediately felt completely humiliated. Even though he knew that everyone in this room was one of T-Rex's slaves, he couldn't help but feel shame as two strangers watched him be mounted like a common Bangkok whore. To watch as his ass was slowly raped by a black man. To watch him surrender willingly to this torture, and to see how his own cock was starting to rise from T-Rex's pressure.
T-Rex splayed Garrett's legs aside to provide Mario with an even better view of the violation. T-Rex's balls were hanging low, full of juice to pour into Garrett's boypussy. Garrett leaned back onto T-Rex's massive chest and draped an arm around his head in a gesture mixing submission and possibly even affection. T-Rex stuck his flaming pink tongue into Garrett's ear and continued to pump the pussy, getting more moans and an arched back from Garrett, whose cock had returned to full height.
Mario leaned forward again to suck Garrett's oozing uncut cock. Garrett screamed at the unexpected move, looking down open-mouthed at Mario's winking eyes. More pre-cum quickly shot into Mario's mouth.
"Ohmygod, ohmygod!" Garrett started to babble. His body was on fire from the dual assault and his own pent-up desires. "Please, Mario, let me suck your dick!!!"
T-Rex stood up, lifting Garrett as if he were a paper doll. Holding firmly onto his legs, T-Rex kept Garrett suspended in mid-air with his ass still stuffed with fuckmeat. "Mario, lie down."
Mario laid down on the floor and T-Rex slowly settled down on the ground, placing Garrett in a 69 position while his own balls dangled over Mario's face. Garrett slurped up Mario's cock while Mario resumed his mouth love on Garrett's piece.
T-Rex was now in his favorite position, able to pull far out of Garrett's sweet pussy and slam back in again. In short order, Garrett was getting it good. Sweat was even forming on T-Rex's forehead as he pounded into his moaning bottom. Mario's cock was the benefactor of Garrett's heat, as the young stud was now in a complete fucking frenzy. His head was a blur as he worked on Mario's cock and his body bucked furiously from T-Rex's pounding.
Unwilling to relinquish his hold on Mario's cock, Garrett simply emitted a high pitched moan before shooting his long-frustrated load into Mario's eager mouth. It was thick and sweet, and Mario loved each of the ten bursts to shoot onto his tongue. But T-Rex didn't stop fucking, and Garrett's cock didn't go down after his orgasm. This was going to be a multiple cum night for the Chinese stud.
Mario watched as the thick black cock slammed into Garrett's impossibly tight asian asshole, just as his own boycunt had been raped by T-Rex earlier. T-Rex's low-hanging balls hit up against Garrett's tight ballsac with a heavy slap, further torturing the Chinese buttboy. Suddently, T-Rex grabbed Mario's head, just as he had done with Garrett earlier, and slammed his cock into Mario's mouth.
"Taste his ass, bitch!" T-Rex said as his Garrett-flavored cock slipped into Mario's mouth. Then, just as before, T-Rex took turns slamming his cock into an asian boycunt and a latino mouth.
T-Rex's mastery of his slaves was absolute. For the next hour, T-Rex pounded both of his bitches in various positions. Over the chair, with Garrett on his back and T-Rex's fingers inside Mario's cunt, fucking Garrett up against the wall, even in front of an open window. Mario was sure that one of his neighbors must have seen Garrett's delirious face in the window and figured out what was happening. Both Garrett and Mario came two more times under T-Rex's ministrations, but the big man held off and just kept pumping.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity to the exhausted Garrett, T-Rex grabbing his hips tightly and rammed his cock as far as it would go into Garrett's trim body. "I'm cumming bitch! Take me! Take me!" T-Rex actually growled with each of the eight bursts of cum that exploded into Garrett's overheated fuck-chute. Feeling the hot cum shooting inside him knocked Garrett over the edge, causing another thick load to pour into Mario's mouth.
T-Rex pulled out of Garrett's sopping asshole and stood up, looking at his sweaty slaves. Then he looked over at Mark-Paul, still on the bed. He'd cum on his chest from the prolonged assault of the vibrators and the intense fuck scene in the room. Mark-Paul's face showed no expression, so complete was his defeat. Inside his mind, he was wondering how he had fallen so low.
And why he loved the feeling of something squirming inside his ass.
Smiling at Mark-Paul's weakness, T-Rex said "I'm bouncing, bitches. And I'm taking this sorry white boy with me. Mario, you can keep Garrett here overnight if you want."
Garrett quickly looked over to Mario. "Can I?" The lust was obvious in his voice. Mario nodded.
'Fine," T-Rex said as he started to untie the despondent Mark-Paul. "But I want you both tomorrow and Sunday. Clear your calendars. We're having a party. I'm leaving the address and time here on your dresser. Don't fucking be late!"
Both Mario and Garrett nodded, but Garrett was already fondling Mario's cock again. He was hungry for another load from his fellow slave.
T-Rex lifted Mark-Paul over his shoulder, both vibrators still in place and throbbing, and carried him downstairs. There, T-Rex dressed and carried Mark-Paul (still bare-assed) outside and into his car. Settling in behind the driver's seat, he looked in the rear view mirror at Mark-Paul in the back. "Yeah, bitch, you're going to be at the party too. But I don't think you're going to like it."
T-Rex drove out into the California night. And Mario drove into Garrett for the next hour. They soon fell asleep, spooned together on cum-stained sheets.
TO BE CONTINUED
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