Getting the Chair

Warning: This story was written for Adults only and contains homosexual themes. If you're under 18 or the community you live in has laws against reading this type of material, please do not continue. This story is completely fictional and is not based on any actual person or incident. The theme involves torture and non-consensual sex; if this offends you, stop reading now.

Getting the Chair -- 3

By DarkSider

*** As we begin this installment, our protagonist, Eric, has just been repeatedly screwed and tortured by Rex, a partner of Eric's boss. After the forced sex, Eric was left restrained facedown in the torture chair/machine in which he has been repeatedly raped, then left alone in the lab to sleep it off, still impaled on a huge mechanical dick. ***

I awoke several hours later I guess, I had no way to tell how much time had passed, the VR goggles were still over my eyes, but they were turned- off now and I was in total blackness. My ass hurt. I could feel the big mechanized dildo still fully inserted in me, gently throbbing and humming. At least it hadn't been set to continue fucking me after Rex had finished his part, or I would probably now be literally insane from the agony. I was restrained in a kind-of straddle over the fuckchair with my ass up and vulnerable. I tried to get more comfortable, but since my legs and wrists were totally immobilized, I had no choice but to stay exactly like Rex had left me.

I tried to sleep again, hoping that eventually Rex was coming back down to let me out of this and then, hopefully that would be the end of my ordeal. Surely this asshole wasn't crazy enough to actually kidnap me and hold me as his sextoy prisoner for an extended amount of time. Problem was, that I had told my roommate and friends that I would be out of town at least a week when I had agreed to watch Troy's house. They had no reason to come looking for me for at least four more days.... After four more days with Rex, I was sure to be either dead or insane. It was frightening.

I strained my ears, listening for any sign that Rex was in the room or that anything else was happening, but all I could hear was the sound of the machinery that operated this goddamn chair humming around me.

After a time, I slept again, exhausted from my continuing ordeal.

The next time I became conscious, I was startled and jolted awake by the realization that Rex was laying next to me in the fuckchair, slowly stroking my hair and back.

"Hey kid. You still alive?" was his opening taunt. I could see him smiling somewhat and realized that he had removed the goggles. As I got more awake, I also realized the uncomfortable fullness of the big fucktool had been withdrawn from my poor ass as I slept. My wrists and ankles were still restrained in cold stainless steel bands, however, keeping me motionless.

"Answer me..." he said, looking more serious.

"Yeah, I'm fucking alive. No thanks to you, fucking psycho! You've had your fun, why don't you just let me go now and we'll call it even," I said, not bothering to be polite.

"Is that any way to talk to a guy who showed you such a good time last night?" he quipped. "I would have thought you'd be all grins and giggles this morning...."

"You've gotta be kidding. You have done the most horrible things to me that anyone ever did in my whole life! And you fucking think it's all a big joke! What the hell is the matter with you?!? Let me go!" I said, tears of rage involuntarily coming forth.

He stopped petting my hair, leaned down and kissed me lightly on the cheek, and got up off the torture table.

"Fine. We've obviously got a lot more work to be done here. I have time. And, you don't know it yet, but so do you. I am going to let you loose from the table now. Around your pretty dick and balls, is my control gadget in case you get feeling feisty again. I've got the remote right here," he said; hold up the thing he'd used to work the device he'd placed on me last night. I hadn't had the opportunity to inspect it yet, but it was some kind of electric cockring that had a wire that ran an electrode up my ass. When he'd zapped me with it last night, I'd collapsed to the floor right away, it hurt THAT bad. I wasn't anxious to feel it again.

He went over to the console for the chair and I heard tapping. The metal around my limbs retracted immediately, leaving me "free," at least as free as I could get for the moment. I could barely move, having been restrained for several hours like I had been, but I turned over and sat on my naked, sore ass, rubbing my wrists which were red and swollen from my attempts to pull out of the restraints during my fuck session last night. I finally remembered to look up at my assailant; Rex stood there in his jeans, no shirt, looking pretty neutral -- not the sex-crazed animal who had buttfucked me savagely all night long.

"Here," said, offering me a tumbler of water. "I'm sure you can use some liquids by now. We had quite a workout last night."

I drank quickly, all of the water in one attempt. I was fucking thirsty, hungry, sore, and pissed-off. Mostly, though, I was still scared. I quietly wondered if this guy would kill me or something. How far was he gonna go to get his sick jollies, and what would he do with me when he was finished?

He took the glass back from me and set it aside, looking at me as I sat there on the fucktable, rubbing my poor hurting parts. My dick was as red and distended as I've ever seen it. It had been sucked to the point of bursting last night and I hoped it wasn't permanently damaged. I surveyed my body in silence, noting some redness here and there, but overall, I was intact. I had no idea a human body could take that kind of punishment and still be functional.

"Yeah, I'm sure you've got an achy-breaky ass today, Sparky. Getting fucked hard'll do that to a guy. You'll live. Let's go upstairs and get you cleaned-up and fed. We need to have a discussion."

He gestured to the door; I climbed down from the chair, and walked ahead of him down the hall and up the stairs. Somehow just being free of the basement where I had experienced all the chair torture made me feel much better about things. As we walked, I looked down at my cock. The thick stainless steel cockring was firmly locked around my dick and balls, and I could see that it had a tiny built-in battery pack that my nuts rested against. A thick cord ran from the pack between my legs. I knew from what Rex had already told me that it went up my ass to an electrode situated there. I wondered how hard it would be to get that thing off my dick without having the key. It looked to be on tight, pushing my big dick and balls out ahead of me, almost like I had a semi. I resolved to try to get it off as soon as I had the chance.

Rex told me to head for the shower of the guestroom where I was staying. I did, and soon I was under the warm spray of the water. I tried to close the shower door but he told me to leave it open where he could keep an eye on what I was doing.

"I don't need you trying any stupid crap while you think I can't see you," he said.

I soaped my sore body and wished I could also wash away the events of the past two days. Things had gone from bad to ridiculously bad. It seemed unlikely I could make an escape with this big dude keeping a constant vigil over me, and of course he had his remote control cock- shocker. I already knew it could put me down instantly from experience.

Rex leaned in the shower and took the soap from me as I washed. He told me to turn around and he proceeded to lather my ass crack thoroughly, using just his hand. He handed me back the soap and continued then exploring my ass with a soapy hand. I felt him use a couple of fingers to enter me and I yelped.

"Relax man. I'm not out to have any fun with your little butt right at the moment, I'm just checking to be sure you're OK and that my gadget is where it's supposed to be up there," he said, probing me completely.

He withdrew his fingers, turned me around by the shoulders and rinsed off the soap from his hand while rubbing my buns and rinsing them too. It was a curiously warm gesture, coming from the fucker who had raped and tortured me throughout the night. I stood in silence and endured his attentions.

After I finished the shower and dried off, I went to the bedroom and started looking for some clothes.

"Nope. I like you just fine the way you are, baby." Rex intoned, taking me by the shoulder and leading me out of the bedroom. "It's not cold in here, and I like watching your pretty blonde cock swing around as you walk..."

He giggled, and I sighed. What a fucking bastard this guy was.

In the kitchen, I ate some cereal, toast, and a big glass of OJ. I was starving from last night's session with Rex. I guess getting fucked uses up a lot of energy....

Rex had apparently already eaten, and sat at a fancy-looking laptop reading while I ate. He had plugged it into one of the many cablemodem outlets which were built-in all around the house, and I assumed he was probably catching up on the news. I often used my own laptop here to do the same; since it was so easy to hook-in to the net with all the LAN ports Troy had located everywhere.

"I want you to see something," he said after we had sat in an uncomfortable silence for quite a while. He turned the screen to his laptop around where I could see it and there were pictures of me. Pictures from last night. Obviously he had made screen-captures from the video logs downstairs and now wanted to show me his work.

The captures he had chosen were graphic, showing my face stretched around his fat cock, showing me with my head thrown back in pain while he fucked me from behind, showing me licking and tonguing his ass. I started to feel nauseous and stopped eating.

"These pics are stage two of my insurance policy that you will continue cooperating with me here, Eric. I have loaded these, and about 200 megs of mpeg data onto a server. The footage shows you having fun in all kinds of ways downstairs both with me and with the chair."

"Yeah," I stammered. "That's just fuckin' great. Are you gonna open up a website for rapists now, asshole?"

He laughed at me. "Nothing so public. Not yet anyway. What I have arranged is more personal. I went in your room this morning and used your laptop. Hope ya don't mind," he winked.

"While I was looking through your shitty software, I found your address book." He punched-up something on his own laptop and turned it where I could see. "Here, kid, are the names of all your little friends from school, some of your teachers, relatives and even your parents, correct?"

I looked. "Yeah..." I admitted. What the fuck was he up to now?

"What I have arranged, in order to keep you quiet about what we do here, is for all those pictures, and the video of course, to be sent automatically to each of these people in the event that I don't check into the server and enter a password each day. Understand?"

I did. He had me by the nuts again this time for sure. There was no fucking way I wanted any of that shit to be seen by all the people who knew me. I was screwed again, in more ways than one.

I felt myself start to cry. I'm not a crybaby, but I was at the end of my rope here.

"What the fuck is it that you are trying to get out of me!?!?" I yelled through the tears. "How much more do you think I can do!??! I've already sucked you and had your dick inside me fifty different ways! Just forget about this now and let me out of here. I won't say a fucking word. I just want out of this place, now!!!"

He sat back and looked at me calmly. I cried more and looked at the images on his laptop of my torture. This whole thing was fucked-up beyond belief from the beginning and got worse and worse with each passing minute. I couldn't think of one goddamn thing to do to make it be over.

"Listen kid, I know you're pissed. I totally understand. But you are going to have to live with the idea that I'm in control of you now. Period. Unless you want those pictures scattered all over the Internet, you will do exactly as I say. I can't watch you every second of the day and night. This way, you have incentive to obey me. You can either sit back and enjoy the ride or fight it out every step of the way, either is fine by me. If you succeed in hurting or even killing me with something when I'm not looking, the pictures go out. If you leave here without my permission, the pictures go out. Anything you do to cause problems will make me send them. That's just the way it's gonna be. Think carefully before you make your next move." And with that, he got up and left the room, leaving me sitting there feeling sick, lost, and utterly alone.

I finished eating and sat there for a while. If there was some way out of this shit, it wasn't coming to mind. All I had wanted was a simple fuckin' summer job, and now I was at the mercy of this prick. What did he want? Hell, he'd already fucked me and used me like a sextoy, what more could he think I had to give?

I roamed around the house, still naked, wondering where he had disappeared. I found him sitting in the TV room talking on a cell phone. He looked up:

"Here kid, someone wants to speak with you..."

I approached warily. What now??? He handed me the phone.

"Hello Eric!" said Troy's voice from the other end. "How's it goin'?"

"Uh...fine," I said quietly. "Things are fine."

"Great. I knew you were a good choice to keep an eye on the place this summer.... Listen, I am in Kuala Lampur now. I will be here till the end of this week, and then I have to go straight on to Hong Kong for another week. Are you cool with staying to watch over the house that long?"

I thought quickly. Shit! Two more weeks trapped here now? Meanwhile, Rex had gotten up from where he was sitting and was standing behind me. I could feel his hot breath against the back of my neck.

"Uh, yeah Troy. I suppose that'll be alright," I stammered, feeling Rex reach down and grasp my ass. He started running his hands over my buns now, making it difficult for me to concentrate on the phone for sure.

"Ok, Eric," said Troy from the cell phone, "Rex says you've been helping him with the testing and stuff down in the lab. That's perfect! I am gonna direct deposit an extra five grand in your account as a bonus for the extra time and effort it's taking for you to stay at the house all this time, and for the time you're spending helping Rex. Just let him know if you need anything for the house. I'll be out of touch most of the time I'm gone, but he can provide money for anything that needs to be taken care of. Ok?"

"Yeah, yeah," I stuttered, as Rex got on his knees behind me, now kissing me on the ass cheeks and reaching in front to fondle my dick and balls....

The phone clicked as Troy disconnected. I stood there frozen until Rex's hands turned me around and the I felt his hot mouth on my unit. He kissed it and took in the head, making me moan involuntarily. I spread my legs a little to get my balance, and I felt Rex take my soft dick all the way in his mouth now, using his tongue in a swirling motion around the head. I thought about pulling him off, but what good what that do? He'd just force me somehow or use his electro-shock on my dick.

The cockring caused me to get hard fast as Rex used his mouth on me. This was the first time I had actually been standing and in a normal setting when forced to participate in gay sex, and I looked down to see what Rex was doing. He was gently sucking me, not being rough or mean this time. It felt the same; maybe even better that when a chick was blowing me. Rex seemed to know how to get my whole cock inside his throat and mouth, and that was something most girls wouldn't even attempt on my long 9 inches.

The blowjob went on for a few minutes. Long enough to get me very hard and turned on. I felt ashamed once again that I could enjoy having a guy suck my dick this way. I think he knew how much it bothered me. I think that's why he did it. I gasped and tried to keep from moaning as he worked on my cock. I didn't want him to know that it felt good. I couldn't control the fact that he could make me hard, but I didn't have to let him know I liked it.

He established a steady rhythm on me now and bobbed up and down on all 9 inches. He didn't seem to have any trouble at all engulfing it fully, and soon I felt the unmistakable sensation of my balls pulling up as my dick prepared to shoot. "Fuck it!" I thought, and pulled Rex's head down on my big pole as much as I could. He didn't resist and soon I felt my vision blurring as my cock swelled in Rex's throat and shot hard. He grabbed my butt and pulled me in as I continued to spooge his throat, making it that much more intense.

After it was over, Rex stood up and grabbed me by the hair, pulling my mouth against his own. I tried to pull back, but it was pointless, he was too much stronger. I felt his tongue enter my mouth and soon he was injecting me with the load I just shot off in his mouth. He had my face fully against his own, and even though I tried, I couldn't help it: I ended up swallowing the wad that I had shot into Rex's mouth. He continued to tongue and kiss me as I stood there, feeling sick again from what he had made me do this time.

I expected him to have some other shit in mind now, like making me blow him or something, but he released my head and just looked at me, still standing with his hard, muscular body pressed against my own nude form.

"God baby. I love watching you come," was his only comment. "Now," said, walking out of the room, "I have to leave for a while, and I'm sure you have stuff around here to do for Troy.... See ya later."

"Hey!" I yelled after him. "What about this thing you've got locked onto my dick? How's about unlocking it now. I can't even take a shit until this thing is outta my ass."

He paused and turned around. "Nope, I'm not taking it off. And I would suggest you not try either, as you WON'T like what happens.... As for taking a shit, just pull out the cord that's up your butt when you need to go, do you business, and reinsert it. If you leave the electrode out and I hit you with current, you'll get arc burns on your precious balls, so I suggest you follow my instructions and put the ground wire back up your ass where it needs to be." He left. Minutes later, from the front room, I saw his Jag pull down the driveway and I was alone in the house again.

I ran though my options. He had the pictures of me, complete with moving video of my sucking him and riding his cock. I had no idea how to disable whatever he had done to make it get sent to everyone if I stopped cooperating, as I'm no computer genius. He had an electronic leash hooked up to my dong that could put me on the floor in pain in a second even if I chose to try and get physical with him, and frankly, I didn't think there was any chance I could take him without a weapon. He was big, and rock hard muscular. You could tell he had spent at least a decade pumping at the gym with weights; my swimmer's build would not compete with this guy's bulk and power, he had already shown me that when he roughly made me suck him and ride his tool. Jesus, the guy had fucked me like a jackhammer for HOURS last night. I was outmatched.

Therefore, I decided, I would have to play along for now. There just wasn't a way out of this without making things even worse. This guy was determined to have me for his fucktoy, and for now there was nothing I was gonna do to stop him.

I spent the day tending the grounds and doing my usual household duties. I was actually happy to have something to take my mind off the Rex nightmare and my aching asshole. I still couldn't believe he had fucked me like that with the machine in me too. I wouldn't have even thought it possible to get fucked that way. The guy was a genius when it came to inventive ways to screw someone and make them have maximum pain, I thought.

I took a swim in the backyard pool for exercise after I had finished my work. The cockring Rex had locked on me made the front of my black Speedos stand out like I had stuffed a sock in my crotch, and I was glad nobody could see. I was still doing laps in the pool when I happened to catch movement from the corner of my eye and I looked up to see Rex standing at the edge of the pool.

"Hey..." he said, looking down at me. "You must have been on the swim team in school, I am impressed."

I tread water and looked up, "Yeah. Swim team since Middle School," I replied. Not having anything else to offer, and not feeling like making chitchat with the asshole, I got out of the pool and started toweling off. I could feel his eyes on me. Soon though, he turned and went back in the house.

I went inside, wearing just my swimsuit and the towel, thinking about maybe snagging a beer. Rex was in the kitchen when I got there, putting away some groceries he had apparently just purchased.

"I bought some food and stuff for us," he intoned. "I am gonna hang out here with ya and work downstairs while Troy is gone. I assume you're OK with that," he said mockingly.

"Yeah, whatever," was all I could get out.

He finished what he was doing and handed me a beer, also taking one for himself. I opened it and saw him checking me out again. I guess he liked looking at the bulge in the Speedos, cuz his eyes kept going there and he didn't bother to hide the fact.... He took me by the hand, like I was his boyfriend or something, and led me into the TV room where he plopped on the couch and pulled me down into his lap. Now I was sitting on him, and he nuzzled my neck briefly and kissed me on the mouth. I went with it, not really reciprocating, but not fighting back. I had already tried that and gotten nowhere.

He turned on the TV with the remote and I sat there, in this guy's lap like a little kid while he watched the news. Periodically he would reach up and stroke my long hair. He had a thing for my hair, that part was obvious. I looked at him as best I could from where I was positioned: he had what they call a "granite" jaw, black crew cut, steely gray eyes, and a rock-hard 6-foot 2-inch body. He pretty much looked like a Marine recruiting poster. I found it hard to believe that a guy like this was gay, much less an aggressive gay dominator, and was currently forcing me to be his boytoy. I was uncomfortable sitting there on him. Not physically, but the intimacy was much more that what I wanted with any guy, especially one who might force me down to his fuckchair at any time for another torture session.

He lay back, and I took the opportunity to move from off his lap. He pulled off his shirt, and kicked off his shoes. The next thing I knew, he had pulled me back down on him with my head now resting on the crotch of his 501's. He didn't start making me do anything like I was expecting, but continued to randomly pet my head and hair as he lay watching TV. I could smell the masculine scent of his body now that my head was against his jeans. I wondered if he expected me to just voluntarily start blowing him now or something. I decided not to do it. If I had to suck dick, it wasn't going to be me who initiated it. Let him force me if he wanted, I wasn't gonna be a willing part of this, no matter what he did to me.

He didn't make any sexual moves though. I could feel the outline of his dick against my face through the thin jeans as I lay there, and the nearness of it was unnerving-I think he knew that and was using the fact to intimidate me. I could sense how much he liked keeping me on edge. The whole thing was a big game to him obviously. I wondered how many other guys had been subjected to something similar.

After we had lain there watching TV for a while, Rex asked if I was ready to have dinner yet. I told him I was hungry. He decided to order pizza and wanted to know if they delivered out here. "I dunno," I said, "I don't really live here ya know, just visiting."

He got up and left the room. I stayed on the sofa. He returned shortly and said he had found a number for delivery on the speed dial and that they were on the way.... He hoped I could handle Canadian Bacon, cuz that's what I was getting. It was fine by me. I was still trying to get used to this 'cozy' behavior from the guy who was so vicious to me the night before. Somehow I couldn't add up eating pizza and beer with a guy who had raped me-but here we were, waiting on pizza. He climbed on the sofa next to me again and this time he put his head in my lap. Since I was wearing only my Speedos from the swim earlier, this placed the weight of his head right on my dick and balls of course. It was difficult to ignore, and against my will, I felt my unit getting thicker as he lay there. He seemed not to notice.

The pizza took about 45 minutes to arrive. I was surprised to learn that there was even delivery available this far from town. When the bell rang, Rex asked me to get the door while he went to grab his wallet. I looked down at my Speedos and said "Uh, I'm really not dressed for company, do ya spoze you could do it instead?"

He looked at the thick bulge that had arisen in my shorts while his head was in my lap and laughed. "Yeah, I guess I'll do it. Go get my wallet for me then, it's in the top drawer of the second bedroom-the one right after yours."

I went to get his money, but when I came back to the living room, he was standing there with the pizza guy in the house. I was already seen, so there was no point in backing out of the room now. In I went, bulging Speedos and all, while Rex looked on in barely concealed amusement. The kid who had brought the pie looked to be about 17 or 18, and I could see his eyes on my dick as I handed Rex the wallet. I didn't know what the fuck to do from there, so I just acted nonchalant and lay back down on the sofa where I continued to watch the tube.

Rex, meanwhile insisted on making chat with the kid, and soon they were talking it up. I was embarrassed about being mostly naked and obviously hard in front of this guy so I didn't really join in the conversation.

"God, this place is nice," said the kid, looking around at the house. "I have delivered here before, but I never came inside."

"Well we're just watching the place while the owner's away," Rex said to the boy. We don't live here."

"Oh. It sure is cool. I wish I were house-sitting here, I'd never leave!" he replied.

Yeah, I thought dismally. That may be truer than you know....

"Hey!" Rex was saying as he came over to sit on the couch by where I lay, "what time do you get off work tonight? Feel like coming back for a couple beers and a little smoke maybe?" Rex looked up at the kid, waiting for a response and made a show of putting his hand on my thigh, stroking it for the kid to see.

"Uh," the young guy said, turning red as he searched for words, "I dunno. I don't get off work till 9 and all...." Clearly he was looking for an out, not sure what he was being asked.

"Well," Rex said, "tell ya what. If you feel like coming back by here to party a little when you get off work, do it. It's your choice, of course..."

He got up, handed the kid a hundred, and told him to keep the change. "Go ahead and let yourself out, me and blondie here are just gonna drink some beers and eat some pizza. See ya later, if you feel like it."

"Yeah," the kid said, looking bashful, "see ya..."

After the pizza boy had split, I sat up and went out to the kitchen for another beer. Rex asked me to snag him one while I was at it. I wondered what the fuck he was up to now, inviting a kid from the pizza delivery back here later.... Jesus. Hopefully the guy would take his hundred and run, not bothering to come back for more.

Rex and I ate pizza and beer. I thought about asking him why he had asked the pizza dude to come back, but thought better of it. If I showed any interest, he'd just use it against me somehow.

Pizza finished, Rex leaned back on the couch and rubbed his flat belly. "That was good. You get full?" he asked.

"Yeah. I'm good."

"Cool. Now I have a little project that need doing in the bathroom. Come with me, please," he said heading that direction. And I did.

He stripped off his clothes inside and told me to peel off the swimsuit. After I did, I looked at him and noticed he was now wearing a chrome cockring. I was sure it hadn't been there last night. I would have noticed it when he was shoving his huge prick down my throat, I'm certain. He noted the direction of my eyes and said, "yeah, I usually wear this when I know I'm gonna be fucking. I didn't have it on last night cuz I didn't know your little ass was waiting on me here."

"Uh huh," I said, not bothering to hide my lack of enthusiasm.

He found that funny and giggled. "First things, first. Let's get rid of this for a while. He reached in the pocket of his jeans that he had tossed on the floor and took out the remote for my cockshocker. I looked down at it, hoping he wasn't getting ready to zap me for no fucking reason. I don't know what he did to the remote, but the cockring "clicked" and he reached over, did something, and it came right off.

"Relax your butt, baby," he said, and proceeded to pull the cord until the little marble-sized electrode thing popped out of my ass. He set the contraption aside. I considered doing something to it while it was off of my dick, but didn't want to make the situation worse. I left it alone.

"Ok," he said, producing a pair of cordless shears now from an overnight bag. "We are gonna do a little pruning on your bush, kiddo. I like my guys smooth, and mostly you are, but the happy trail and the butt fuzz have got to go."

I winced. Fuck. I didn't want to be shaved. I wasn't even hairy to begin with. Goddamn him.

"Step into the shower," he said. "We'll do his in there so the hair doesn't go all over the place. I don't want the houseboy to have to clean up after us." He laughed a little at his own joke. I didn't. I stepped in the shower though.

Soon, he went to work under my arms with the little cordless shears. In about 15 seconds, the light blonde hair on my pits, what little there had been, was gone. Next, he buzzed the thing repeatedly over my stomach, removing the little line of hair that lead from my navel down to my pubes.

"Turn around," he instructed, and he continued by running the shaver over my ass cheeks. He pushed me over, and had me spread my butt while he got inside my crack. As I stood up, I felt behind me and noted that I now had the ass of a ten-year-old boy instead of a 22 year-old dude. He looked down at my dick and used the trimmer to reduce the pubes there to just a trace. Then he put the shears away and got out a disposable plastic razor and some shaving cream. He turned on the shower now and had me get wet under the warm spray, rinsing off the fuzz he just removed from my body.

Using the razor now, he carefully stretched my sack out, applied some shaving cream, and very gently removed any trace of hair from my balls and dick. There wasn't much there to start with, but when I had rinsed off the shaving cream, I looked down and saw my body as it had been when I was about 13-pre-puberty. I ran my hands over the newly exposed skin while I was under the water and it was strangely a turn-on to feel that smooth skin where there had been fuzz only minutes before. Rex seemed to be finished with his "work" and joined me now in the shower.

He took the soap, while I stood there and proceeded to wash me down. Then, using just his hands, and no washcloth, he worked the lather, massaging me slowly. His hands rubbed over my cock and balls, and my freshly shaved buns, making me aroused again. He pushed his body against mine now and backed me up against the wall of the shower while he reached behind be and ran his hand inside my asscrack. I could feel him gently insert a couple of fingers, but it wasn't rough like last night. He continued lightly fucking my hole like this for a time, and then pulled away, handing me the soap.

"Your turn to do me now," he said, and looked at me.

I had no experience giving another dude a shower, that much was certain, and I felt clumsy as I took the soap and started to lather him down. I noted how little body hair he had.

"Do you shave your chest and stuff too?" I asked, genuinely curious this time.

"Not too much," he said, "I'm not real hairy, just like you. I just like to keep it trimmed around my dick mostly. That way my cock is more visible. You can see that, right?"

I blushed because he had caught me staring at his dick. He took my hands and guided them to it now, helping me lather it fully. It was heavy and solid in my hands, though not hard at all.

"Mmmmmmm, that's feels fuckin' good," he growled as I soaped his cock and balls. "Keep it goin' man. I like your hands there..."

I did what he said, realizing once again how good he was at finding ways to make me pleasure him. I tried to resist, but every time I wasn't paying attention, he had me doing some new thing to get him off. The worst part, I realized, was how quickly I was getting accustomed to the experience of touching a man, having this guy's dick in my hands, having his body next to mine like this, naked. I looked down and saw that I had a hardon again and felt pissed at myself for continuing to let myself get worked up by a guy. This was so fucking twisted.

I stopped lathering his unit and did his chest, abs, and then legs. I turned him around, just like he had me, and soaped up his back and then his ass. I couldn't bring myself to put my hand in-between his buns, but he reached around and pushed it there anyway, realizing my reluctance. So I held his asscheeks open with one hand and slowly rubbed the soap into his butt crack with the other. He seemed to be getting off on this treatment as I could tell his breathing had quickened and gotten heavy while I was lathering him. I didn't put my fingers up his ass the way he had done me. I wasn't interested in finger-fucking him and wouldn't do it unless he made me.

When he'd had enough, he turned around and I saw immediately that his big dick was now rock hard. I wished that I could ignore it, but I knew he planned to do something about his condition with me now. He was getting ready to use me to get off again. I hoped it would at least be something non-painful this time. I continued running my soapy hands over his body and he pulled me against him, grinding his body against mine as the shower soaked us with hot water.

Soon he had me backed up against the wall again and was pressing his cock against my own, humping my dick. He kissed me deep and long, working his tongue around in my mouth and going down to bite and play with my nipples. I tried to will myself to not be excited by this. I tried to not let it turn me on. But it did. My cock was like steel against his and I knew he could feel its length sliding against his own hard dick as he thrust against me.

That action went on for some time. Damn he kissed good. I'd never had anyone kiss me like he did. It made me feel weak inside, and I hated the fact that he could do this to me so easily. I hated that he was doing it at all.

"Go down on me, man..." he said huskily, and I felt him push against my shoulders.

Getting on my knees before him, I looked at his fat cock. It wasn't that much longer than my own, as I'm hung fuckin' big, but his was so much thicker. That's what made it look so huge. The thing must have been as big around as my wrist.

He took his pole in hand and pushed it against my mouth. I let it slide in as best I could and felt it stretching my mouth, then my throat as he moved it in to the base. Soon, his pubes were pressed up against my nose and the thick meat was deep inside my face again. He didn't start face-fucking me like I expected though, he just kept it there. I couldn't breath with 9-plus inches of dick shoved down my gullet, so I started to worry, then panic a little as I tried to pull back and felt his hands on the back of my head, keeping his dick fully penetrating my windpipe. I pushed against him and he kept me there, face impaled on his cock until I thought I would pass-out from lack of air. Finally he pulled out enough for me to breathe again, but almost immediately re- inserted his fucktool so that once again I couldn't get any air.

This new game continued for a long time. He held me down tight on his prick right till the point where I was starting to black out and would then let me get a quick gasp of air before he shoved back in all the way. He had me by my hair tight, and I had no way of fighting him off, so I was forced to endure the breathing restriction until at last he allowed me to start sucking him 'normally' again. By then I was happy to suck his dick. All I wanted was to breathe unimpeded, and if blowing him would make that happen, I would suck my very best. I worked on his cock with enthusiasm by this point, hoping he wouldn't start doing the breath restriction again. That had been scary, and I knew he got off on scaring me with sex games.

His fat tool was making my mouth, throat and jaw hurt really bad from all the stretching. He finally pulled me off of him and helped me to my feet again there in the shower.

"God man. I love seeing my big meat in your face," he said pulling me against him and biting my neck hard several times "You are so fuckin' hot, baby. So sweet. You were made for me to fuck."

He bit and tongued me all over now, eventually getting on his knees and roughly turning me around to where I was prone against the wall. Then he buried his face in my ass and I felt the hot probe of his tongue inside my hole. He didn't bother going slow with his action, he started tongue-fucking me hard right off and soon I was yelling and whimpering while I pounded my fist against the wall from the intensity of the sensation. It felt better than anything.

Just when I thought I would go crazy from his tongue, he stood up and I felt his hand go between my buns to the place where his tongue had just been working me. He lathered his hand and was using the soap to lube me. I knew what to expect now, and tried to prepare myself for his huge cock to start invading my ass again. At least this time I wasn't in the fuckchair where I would have to get it from two dicks at once.

He got my hole sufficiently slippery and I felt the big head of his meat start to push in. I tried to relax as best I could. I was learning how to get fucked up the ass whether I wanted to or not. He pushed insistently, giving me no breaks, and I felt the familiar fullness as the hot tool spread me open and penetrated me completely. I gasped and hissed as it hit home, deep inside my gut. I still found it incredible that I could take a dick that big all the way up my ass.

He grunted and started to fuck. His motions were rough and fast as usual but despite the pain; I could feel the action of his cock against my insides giving me pleasure. I realized with horror that I was actually starting to enjoy getting my butt fucked by this dude's big dick. I looked down and saw my own tool, hard and ready for action. I put my hand on it and began to pump in time with the fuck-motion of Rex's thrusts. He screwed me hard and heavy.

After a long, long time, he pulled out. I wondered what he was doing, but he shoved me roughly to the floor of the shower and proceeded to jack-off his big prick right in my face. I heard him groan really loud and my face was repeatedly blasted by shot after shot of hot come. I closed my eyes and waited for it to be over. He rammed his dick in my mouth and made me suck the last of the come out of his dick, then withdrew, and I looked up from the floor to see him stepping out of the shower.

I lay there unfulfilled and decided to finish myself off. I started stroking my cock rapidly and Rex leaned in the yanked my hand away, surprising the hell out of me. Usually he was trying to force me to come; now he would let me get off.

"Nuh uh, baby. Save that load for a little later. We've got all night," was all he said, and he grabbed a towel and started to dry himself.

When we got done in the bathroom Rex took me by the hand and lead me, still naked, through the house and downstairs, my least favorite part of the house. He had snagged my electro-cockring from off the counter in the bathroom, but surprisingly, hadn't locked it back on me yet. He still had it in his hand when we got to the basement lab, and put it on a worktable when we walked in.

"Ok Eric. Hop up on the chair and let's get you ready for tonight's "test" session," he announced. I did so reluctantly, wishing I could think of a reason to refuse that he would buy. When he and I were making-out in the shower, I had decided that maybe he would be 'nicer' to me now during his sexual attacks. Apparently, the shower had just been a warm-up activity for him.

I lay down on the chair and Rex came over to me. I could feel myself shaking a little, and he noticed it also. He proceeded to position my arms over my head and my ankles in the place designed for them and told me to "lay still." I did, closing my eyes and trying to will myself to be calm for whatever lay ahead. Letting myself have a panic attack wasn't gonna make this shit any easier, I had already learned that.

Rex did some things at the control keyboard, and soon I heard the motors and servos of the chair come to life. Gradually it grew warm beneath me, as usual, and a pleasant vibration, massage action commenced. I was just getting into the sensation of it when I heard a click and felt the steel restraints lock into place around me; now my wrists, ankles, forehead and neck were a part of the table too until Rex made it release me. Resolving to stay calm this time, I took several deep breaths and tried my best to just enjoy the action of the chair and ignore the fact that I was its prisoner.

Meanwhile, I could hear Rex working on something over at the worktable where he had place my cockring as we entered the lab. I couldn't see him, thought about asking, but decided he would let me know soon enough what the deal was now. Without missing a beat, he came and stood over me, holding the cockring.

"I just wanted to see how this little baby was holding up," he said, showing it to me. "I haven't used it for long durations before and I wanted to be sure it was still in good shape in case I wanna shock your little ass real good."

"I decided to move on to the second phase of testing this on you," he continued, "I am changing the little jellybean-sized electrode that goes up your butt with this new attachment. It has different features." He held up an egg-shaped and sized chrome addition to the cockring, now connected at the end of the cord that ran up my ass when it was in- place. "I think this'll make things interesting for all of us..." he finished.

He did something after he moved out of my view, because the table now spread my legs apart widely, giving him access to my ass. In a second I felt the cockring being locked back on around my dick and balls tightly. It had been nice having that thing off a while, but now it was back. Then, I felt fingers at my ass as he pushed the chrome egg up inside. I felt the cord yank against my cockring when he had shoved it in to the max.

"You shouldn't be able to feel that too much during normal activities unless I make it do stuff with the remote," he was saying, "but it'll be noticeable against your prostate when you're getting fucked, and will probably make it even better."

Gee. Getting fucked up the ass was gonna be "even better????"

"I am hoping you'll actually like the new addition to your dick jewelry, cuz I'm planning on leaving it there on a permanent basis...." he said, and leaned over me to kiss me full on the mouth. "I have some stuff to do upstairs, but I don't want you to be lonely, so I'll provide some entertainment for ya."

He did something and the lights in the lab dimmed to the level I was accustomed to during my forced fuck sessions. I felt the headphones built into the chair lock in place over my ears, muffling any exterior sound almost completely; then the VR goggles moved into place over my eyes and I was blind as well as deaf. The warmth of the chair and the continuing massage and vibration were all I knew for a long while. I wondered if Rex had forgotten to start whatever he was planning, but as far as I could tell, I was now alone in the lab. I lay there in the darkness and eventually drifted off to sleep.

I don't know how long I napped there, but I remember waking to the sounds of my own moans and gasps. Upon opening my eyes I could see the VR goggles were still on me and that they were playing a selection of the video record from my first session with the chair. As I watched and listened, I heard myself hiss, grunt, and occasionally yell cuss words as the image in the visor showed me getting my dick sucked off by the tube thing first night down here. It was strange and kinda hot actually to watch myself straining against the chair and bucking my hips as the sucktube worked on my dick that night. The chair itself, for now at least, was still vibrating and massaging my whole nude body gently, but there was nothing sexual going on.

The scene in the visor changed now, and I saw myself lying there with the big dick of my machine rapist pressing against my lips. I got a replay of the time when it had hurt me into opening my mouth to yell and then shoved the fat fake cock down my throat.... On the headphones, I could hear the noises I had made struggling to suck that big dildo while the machine had face-fucked me. Once again I felt myself becoming aroused, even though the torture of that evening was still very fresh in my mind even without the video record.

Another vignette: this time from the second session when Rex had straddled my face and forced me to suck him down while he humped my mouth like it was a chick's pussy. I could see his muscular ass flexing as it pushed his hard tool down my throat, and I could hear the strangled, gurgling moans I had made while I tried to suck him off.

Still another scene: me face down, straddling the chair while Rex rammed my ass like a demon. I could see the contorted expression of pain on my face and the absolute, uncontrolled violent lust of Rex's assault on my ass. He growled and hissed and cussed in the headphone audio and under that sound I could hear my own whimpering counterpoint as he savagely fucked me.

Over and over, the scenes changed, showing me images of my own debasement, graphically captured with stereo sound. I hated it, but I was turned on watching this and could feel my dick throbbing between my bound legs. I couldn't jack off though, being securely fastened into the chair, so I lay there and continued to watch myself get fucked, sucked, and abused. It became a kind of torture now, because I was rock hard and desperately needed to get my dick off.

After a long time the images stopped, then the visor and headphones retracted from my face. I looked around as best I could, despite the head restraints, and could see Rex standing there, naked, in the dim light of the lab. He walked over to me and kissed me on the mouth, pushing his tongue in deep and fully exploring me. I returned it. I was hot from watching the vids of me getting used like that, I had to admit it. I knew my dick must be standing straight up, and by the time my tormentor, Rex, had shown up, I was willing to take his attentions, whether he was a dude or not.

He got on top of me then and straddled my naked, immobilized body. Continuing to kiss me, I could feel him pushing his dick against my stomach, and I could feel my own cock situated against spread thighs and ass. He humped like that, kissing me hard, for a long time and I responded to it, not bothering to hide the fact that I liked it and wanted more. Rex had turned me into a fag. I wanted him to do these things now. I had to admit it. I felt shame and confusion, but it was overridden by the fire in my dick and I tried my best to pump it against his asscheeks for friction.

He sat back then and I could feel him squeezing my hardon with his muscular ass. I wondered if he was gonna ride my cock finally-I had been secretly hoping that some time it would be my turn to do the fucking, and maybe this was it. He was certainly getting me hot with the way he was bucking against my dick between his legs....

He continued that for a while, and I finally heard myself start pleading, "Rex, man, let me have your ass now, dude. Please...please. I need to fuck."

He leaned over me and kissed me more, continuing to torment my aching cock with the nearness and warmth of his ass.

"You wanna screw me, baby?" he laughed.

"Oh fuck yeah!!!" I said. "Please let me do it, man, please! I need you!"

He grinned in my face and kissed me more, but stopped bucking against my hard prick. "What the fuck makes you think I take it up the ass, kiddo?" he mocked. "Do I look like some kinda little faggot to you?"

"Oh c'mon, man. You win! Let me fuck you, I can't take this anymore, I need to get off...you can fuck me first or whatever, just do it!" was all I could say. I felt tears coming down my face as I realized I was saying these things out loud to him, and that now he knew I was liking the sex he forced upon me. I hated it, but couldn't stop myself anymore....

"What do you think, Todd?" Rex said, looking up behind himself. "Do you think we should help him out? He sounds like he needs it pretty bad...."

Todd...

TODD?!?!?

Who the FUCK was Todd?

From the corner of my eye, I saw movement, and now more as the figure standing in the shadows who had gone unnoticed by me walked closer to where Rex and I lay.

It was the pizza guy. I had totally forgotten about Rex inviting him back here earlier and now realized my mistake. He was stripped down to just a pair of boxer briefs now, and he was making no attempt to hide his interest in what he had been watching. He stroked and rubbed his dick through the thin material of his underwear and looked down at where Rex was sitting astraddle my pinned, sexually frenzied body.

Todd was maybe 18, maybe, and looked like the typical suburban sk8ter punk. His dusty blonde hair was long on top, short on the sides, sk8ter- fashion; and he had several tats running down his chest and skinny arms. I could see his hardon pushing out from the front of his shorts as he stroked it through the fabric and I felt shamed and enraged that Rex had let me put on that show with someone else watching like this. Fucking typical of him-anything to keep me off-balance.

"I don't know dude," Todd spoke up breathlessly, "but this is fuckin' hot, that's for sure...."

Rex looked down on me and continued the slowly fuck his body against my own. I watched Todd watching us and felt myself glowing red in embarrassment. It was one thing to have finally admitted to myself, and Rex, that I liked what he was doing; but it was totally another to have some kid see me being turned into a queer while tied-up in a fuckchair.

Rex reached over and pulled the kid closed to where we were. He seemed a little hesitant, but I could tell he was turned-on from watching this. His whole body was flushed and his breathing was fast, like he had been running.

"I think it would be real sweet if you gave Eric here a blowjob now, Todd," Rex was saying. "Little Todd was telling me upstairs that he's never been with a guy before. Don't you think it'd be cool to help him learn?"

I felt confused and angry now. I had nothing against the 'new kid' but I have to admit that what I really wanted at that moment was Rex. After two days of trying to ignore it, I wanted more of Rex and didn't know what the fuck to think about Todd.

The kid reached down and touched my chest all of the sudden. Clearly, he was overcoming his shyness and wanted to do more. I felt his hand start to run over my body now as Rex sat up and looked down at me, spread there for everyone's enjoyment, it seemed. Todd got braver now and leaned in closed, where he touched my face, hair, and finally rubbed his thumb lightly over my lips. All the while, he continued to rub his bulge through the boxer-briefs.

His thumb pressed into my mouth a little, and I didn't resist. He was looking at me so intensely now that I couldn't help but be affected by it-he wanted me bad, and was just now realizing it himself I think. I felt his thumb press against my tongue and closed my lips around it now; lightly sucking his digit further into my mouth and using my tongue on it like it was a little cock. I heard him moan and saw that he was deeply flushed now. He liked this a lot.

"Hey Todd-boy," Rex said from where he sat on top of my groin, I think Eric's liking you, and I can see you're likin' him. What say you pull off the skivvies and join us up here on the chair, dude? I think there's plenty of room for what you want to happen now."

Todd pulled his thumb from my mouth and quickly removed his shorts. His hard prick smacked against his stomach with an audible sound as the underwear came off. It stood straight up against his body, rather than out, and was maybe 7", cut, and not nearly so thick as either my own or Rex's big tools. He had practically no body hair, and, when I looked closer, I could see his dick was pierced with a metal crossbar of some kind through the head. It actually looked pretty cool.

Without any hesitation, Todd was up on the table and basically on top of most of me, since I was pinned down with the restraints. He looked at Rex, and kissed him hard on the mouth. Then he turned his attention my way, and kissed me also. His lips were soft and warm against my own, different the Rex's rough treatment. I got brave and stuck my tongue out a little and he sucked it right in, trying to get more. Soon I was deep-kissing his mouth and he was doing his best to suck my tongue out of my face.

"What shall we do with him now?" Rex said, watching us make-out.

Todd stopped kissing me and looked confused. "I dunno. Eric sure makes me hot," Todd said. "You both do."

Rex laughed a little. "Fine. I'll make the decisions. You guys will have to live with what I think up though. Remember that...."

Rex now pulled Todd's head to his own and eventually Todd was facing away from me, astraddle my chest, while his kissed Rex over and over. I was immobile and could only lie there while I felt the guys' hard sweaty bodies move over my own as they explored each other. I felt Rex move down on my body some now, still straddling me and reached down and pulled out my dick from where he had been humping. I felt his hand slowly stroking my hard shaft and I moaned, "Oh god Rex. Please, man, I need something. Let me come. Let me get off...."

He jacked my dick harder now and then I saw his hand go to Todd's head. He pushed Todd down on my big prick. I couldn't see the action from my angle, but I could feel the kid's sweet mouth start to work on my unit. It was warm and wet, and felt almost like a girl's mouth. I groaned and sighed as he sucked. He didn't engulf me roughly like Rex had been doing or anything, but instead gently licked on the head and sucked it in his little mouth as best he could. It felt sweet.

"Move back on him man," Rex was saying to Todd. "Push your ass against his face."

Todd did, and soon his skinny little butt was spread right over my mouth. His sack hung against my chin, and I could see his balls were hard and full of come already. I saw Rex push him back more now, and his ass made contact with my face. I knew I was supposed to start doing something to him and felt pissed off that now Rex was forcing me into having gay sex with yet another person. Shit, I had just kinda gotten used to the idea of doing it with Rex!

"Do it man!" Rex ordered, looking down at me.

"Fuck you, man! I'm sick of this shit! Let me up from here, now!" I yelled, realizing that Rex was less likely to harm me now that we had an audience.

Rex laughed and pushed Todd down on my face harder, smashing the kid's ass against my mouth. "Stick out your tongue and do it, shithead, or I promise you'll be sorry."

I did not. Rex looked at me and got off of the chair where he had been straddling my waist as Todd sucked me off. He went across the room out of my sight and I recognized the remote in his hand when he returned. He came and stood over me. Todd meanwhile, was still sucking slowly on my cock, apparently oblivious to what was happening. He probably thought it was part of the game.

Rex did something and I suddenly felt a hot tingle from deep inside my butt. Like a vibration, but harder, it spread through my groin and ass and I couldn't help but cry out, wondering what was happening.

"Yeah. That's the new addition to your dickring attachment, baby. Enjoy." He walked out of sight again.

Whatever that egg-shaped thing was doing inside me it felt incredible. I involuntarily started bucking my hips in response, shoving my dick deeper inside Todd's sucking mouth. He leaned in and took as much of my length down his throat as he could, getting into it. I could see his 7- inch tool was rigid and throbbing against my chest, and he humped it against me as he sucked.

I lay there moaning and whimpering as the electric waves moved through my ass and dick. The kid's throat was tight around my fat cock, and it was driving me crazy. I knew I'd blow in no time now.

Rex returned, carrying a new item I hadn't previously seen. It was a 4- inch, dick-shaped piece of hard rubber on a small base that had various thick leather straps attached to it. I could guess what this was for.

I started to yell, and as soon as my mouth opened, Rex shoved the rubber cock in deep. Quickly, he pulled the straps over the back of my head and tightened them, effectively silencing any further protests I might make in Todd's presence, and leaving me lying there with a thick rubber cock filling my mouth uncomfortably. It was really fat and I was forced to breathe through my nose now. I tried to yell, but there wasn't a sound with the hard dick pressing my tongue down like that....

"That's better. If you can't say something nice, just say nothing at all," he smirked, and stroked my face.

The action of Todd on my dick in combo with the asstoy were pushing me closer to the edge, and I heard myself grunting around the cock in my mouth now, preparing to shoot my wad into that sweet throat that was working so hard to get me off. Rex seemed to realize this, and abruptly pulled Todd's head off me, leaving my aching cock abandoned and further heightening the sexual frenzy I was experiencing. I wailed around the dick-gag in my mouth, but it couldn't be heard. I struggled against the chair, but I couldn't move an inch. Torture. My dick was soooo ready to shoot and now it was all alone, standing straight up from my groin with nowhere to go.

"Here kid. Eric needs a rest for a while. He's feeling cranky." Rex laughed, and helped Todd down from the chair. He gently pushed Todd down on to his knees then and soon the kid was kneeling in front of Rex with the huge dick making it's way down his throat. I heard him gag a couple of times, trying to adjust to the girth of this new invader. Rex pulled the kid's head close and began to slowly fuck his face.

Todd sucked the big dick as best he could, but it was difficult to take a dick that size down the throat. I knew from very recent experience. Finally Rex pulled him off gently and helped him to his feet. They kissed deeply and I could see that Todd's prick was rock hard and his nuts were pulled up tight to his body. He needed to get-off bad.

Rex did something with the remote, and I felt the chair reposition my legs into the widely spread "you're gonna get fucked" configuration. I swore at him around the gag, but made no sound at all.

"C'mere Todd," he said leading the kid around between my spread legs. "Eric has something for you. I can see that it's time for you to give him what he likes...."

Todd said nothing, and Rex grabbed some kind of lube from off a table and stood behind him as he lubed up the kid's stiff dick. Todd looked flushed and excited as he realized that he was gonna fuck me while I was strapped down here, helpless. Rex pushed Todd forward, and soon I could feel the head of his dick pushing it's way into me. It wasn't as huge and terrible as the big fuckers that had so recently drilled me, and went in much more smoothly. Rex pushed Todd down to where he was leaning over me now, and I looked into his young face. His eyes were bright and hot and he immediately started pumping his dick into my ass. I could see Rex behind him pushing him deeper and harder.

He drilled me like the for longer that I thought he'd be able to hold off, but then I saw him tense up, and he yelled "Oh fuck!" and started blowing his load up my ass. He continued fucking me non-stop as he filled me with his sk8terpunk come. Rex was still behind him, pushing him onward.

Todd collapsed against me and laid on top of my spread, bound, gagged body after he finished getting off. I could see Rex rubbing the kid's back.

"Stay there," Rex said. "Right there." And he walked out of view.

When he returned, he had some cord or rope of some kind. He petted Todd's hair as it lay against my chest, and then pulled the kid's arms up over his head right alongside my own. Todd looked up and started to say something, but Rex hushed him and continued his work. In seconds, Rex had Todd's arms and wrists tied to my own. He was now a prisoner as well, and his hard dick was still firmly lodged up my ass. Rex took the cord and I felt him securing Todd's legs to mine. Todd looked at me, suddenly concerned I think, but it was a little late to do much about it.

"Now boy's, it's time for me to have some fun..." Rex grinned.

He went to the keyboard control for the chair and I heard tapping. When he returned, he looked excited and ready for action. I knew something bad was coming.

Rex positioned himself behind Todd again. I couldn't see him now, but soon the VR goggles moved into place over my eyes. Rex must have wanted me to observe close-up whatever he was getting ready to do, because the camera came in on an angle clearly showing Rex. He stood between the spread legs of Todd and myself and slowly stroked lube over his fat cock. He moved into position against Todd's ass, and I heard a deep grunt.

"Oh Jesus...Fuck!" Todd was hissing. I could see Rex pushing the huge head of his dick slowly into the kid's little ass. Todd was tense and sweating on top of me now, being forced for the first time to take a giant dick.

"Oh god!" he yelled. "Stop! Stop it!"

Rex didn't stop. He pushed harder and I heard Todd moan and wail as the big prick stretched him fully and invaded his butt. Soon I could see on the visor that Rex had buried his dick all the way in and was resting inside Todd's ass, giving the kid a brief chance to relax before the serious fucking began.

After a minute, Rex began to thrust. Todd screamed and thrashed against me, but it was no use. I could still feel his dick up my own ass and it was still hard. The action of Rex's thrusts began to push Todd's dick in and out of my butt and soon Rex was literally fucking us both, as we lay there strapped in the chair.

Todd screamed and made tons of noise. I could tell he was NOT enjoying Rex's monster tool up his ass. Rex continued to fuck relentlessly. "Awwww yeah!" he yelled. "Take that big dick kid! Take it. You like that fat cock up your ass, boy, you just don't know it yet!"

Todd groaned as Rex fucked him harder now. I could feel Todd's dick being thrust into my ass though, and knew he was hard. For my own part, I could do nothing but lay there bound in the chair while Rex raped the both of us.

That action went on a few more minutes and something new happened. The camera angle moved to show me Todd's face, only inches from my own. Todd was staring at the big fucktool arm of the machine as it slowly maneuvered a dick against his lips. I recognized that dick; it had been down my own throat too.

"Open your mouth and suck it," I heard Rex yell. Todd opened his mouth a little and the machine immediately stuffed it with the 9-inch throbbing fake dick. He gagged and struggled, but I could see the outline of the cock move down his throat. Soon it was all the way in him. The sounds he was making now were horrible. Rex continued to drill us both, the machine took over now and face-fucked poor Todd.

In a minute or two the camera started moving again, this time pulling back to give me a complete view of the ongoing rape. Rex was sweating and pumping violently up Todd's skinny ass, Todd's dick was pushing up my own butt, and Todd's mouth was crammed with a thrusting cyber-dick as he gasped and grunted with the effort of trying to withstand it all.

The cam angle moved in and showed me the close-up view of my ass getting hosed by Todd's dick now. Rex was slamming him so hard that I could feel every thrust. Indeed it felt as though Todd was actually fucking me again, but I could see he was not. I whined and winced abruptly when I saw what was coming into view now. I should have known it. The huge black fucktool of the machine was moving into place, slowly throbbing. It positioned against Todd's dick, and began to push insistently against my hole.

Todd groaned. He couldn't see what was happening of course, not having the goggles, but I know he could surely feel that huge prick sliding against his as it tried to enter my butt alongside him. I bet he wondered what the hell was going on.

The machine shoved harder and the lube of the jizz it oozed from its head did its trick. The fat head invaded my ass and I screamed around the rubber cock that was stuffing my mouth. It didn't pause or give me time to relax, but shoved the entire length in me deep, the size of it dwarfing Todd's tool that was drilling me also.

The pain was awful. My ass was so sore from all the continuous ravaging that I thought I was go insane. The big dick started to thrust, and soon made synchronous movements to that of Rex as he fucked Todd's poor butt. I heard continuous strangled moans from Todd, so I knew that he was still getting face-fucked mightily by the big dildo down his throat.

"Yeah, guys." I heard Rex growl. "You feel all that hard cock inside you? You feel it? That's me baby. That's my dick, fucking and raping you. Take it, man. Fucking take it all!!!" He thrust violently into Todd's ass for a couple more seconds and then I felt him shove hard and yell as he shot and filled up little Todd with his hot man seed. Rex roared like an animal as he came and came, roughly plowing his cock into Todd's ass.

When he was finished, he pulled out of Todd. And shortly thereafter the goggles moved off my eyes. Todd was still leaning over me, but the fake dick that had fucked his face was withdrawn and out of view. The rapist fucking my own ass stopped and pulled out as well, leaving Todd's hard dick still inside me.

Rex came around to the head of the chair where I could see him now. He was naked, sweating, and out-of-breath from the horrendous workout he had just perpetrated on us, his captive sex toys. Todd was breathing heavily and I could see he had been crying, but he said nothing. Rex leaned down and undid the straps that were holding the rubber dick gag in my own mouth and soon I could breathe freely again.

"Fuck!" I yelled, catching my breath. "You didn't have to fuck him so mean like that, you fucking asshole!"

Rex said nothing. He petted my hair briefly, mussed up Todd's hair then, and moved out of view.

"You boys have a nice sleep," he said from the doorway of the lab. "I'll see you in the morning."

He departed, leaving Todd and I bound together on the fuckchair, and Todd's cock still up my butt.... The light went out, and I felt Todd put his head down against my chest, resting his neck from his experience with getting face-fucked by the machine. I could definitely tell he was still hard because his dick was deep inside me.

"Is he just gonna leave us here tied up all night?" Todd said, looking up at me.

"I dunno." I replied trying to see his face more clearly despite the awkward angle. He shifted his body some then, and soon we were almost face-to-face. I knew he couldn't move his legs or arms. I was held motionless by the chair of course and couldn't move and inch.

"God, man," he whispered. I didn't think he'd do it so rough and mean. Is it always like this?"

"Fuck, kid. I don't know. It's a long fucking story... but I'm not exactly a willing participant here."

He was looking down at me intensely. I could still feel the heat of his 7 inches up my ass and knew he was excited, despite whatever trauma Rex may have induced during that force-fuck. He kissed me lightly on the lips.

I looked at his searching eyes a moment and returned the kiss. Soon, we were passionately making out and I could feel him start to fuck me again, his hard cock thrusting inside my asshole, filling me and jostling the vibrator thing that Rex had left running in my butt. I couldn't deny that it felt fucking great.

He kissed me hard and continued to fuck, now that he was sure I didn't object. His face flushed and he grunted steadily as he worked. I could feel my own big dick pressing against his stomach as he humped me, and wished I were free to give it some attention. Through this whole ordeal tonight, everyone had been able to blow their load but me.

Todd continued screwing my ass for quite a while. Eventually he kissed me hard, moaned into my mouth and I could feel his dick jump as it shot inside my ass. He pumped and groaned and filled me with his come and then laid his head against my neck when he was finished, his dick still inside.

We fell asleep that way, each exhausted from the sexual marathon Rex had arranged for us that night and in need of rest....

Note from the author: I am blown-away by the number of emails I have gotten about this story; in one week over 150 from the readers at Nifty. This is my first attempt at writing pr0n and I didn't know what to expect. I simply don't have time to reply to them all or the story won't get written anymore, but please do keep them 'coming' (haha) as it gets me off to know so many people are out there on the net getting-off to my story. Some of you are even acting out parts of it from what I read. Be careful, fictional characters are easier to repair than real people.... --DarkSider

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