Straight porn stars - part 1
This story is fiction. The events are pure fantasy. The men depicted are heterosexual and have never shown any inclination otherwise.
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Evan Stone sat at the wrap party for Pirate's 2: Stagnetti's revenge. He was idly looking around at the porn starlets, wondering which one he would fuck that night. Many of them were interested in taking a swing on his nine inch cock, and now he just had to pick one.
His male co-star Tommy Gunn sat next to him and put his scotch on the table. The two were friendly, but had an intense rivalry. Both were major male stars in the straight porn industry, both were in their 40's and both were well hung. Evan had always considered himself superior, due to the fact he beat out Tommy in height and cock size. Tommy had 8 inches to his thick nine.
"You see anything you like around here?" Tommy asked.
Evan surveyed the room and tossed his trademark hair that made him look like Fabio. He liked a few around, it seemed clear some of the girls were eager.
"Yeah, but it's hard to find one i haven't done already, i've done most of them already. When you've got an appetite like mine, you burn through pussy pretty quick." he said.
"Know what you mean, not much left here i haven't done myself." Tommy replied nodding.
Evan snorted. "I've done way more than you man. These sluts are desperate for my big cock. No offense, but you can't compete."
Tommy chuckled in his deep rasping voice. "You think so? You may have the size, but I've got the technique."
Evan just grinned. "Not a chance. I bet i've easily pounded more pussy so far, off camera, since we started production."
Tommy went silent for a moment then grinned. "You wanna make that an actual bet?"
Evan shrugged. "Sure, loser buys the next round?"
Tommy grinned like a cheshire cat. "Pussy bet. You aftaid of losing? Let's make it a real bet. A high stakes one."
"What you got in mind?" Evan asked, leaning back.
Tommy sat silently for a few seconds, then leaned in and whisper. "Loser has to serve the winner, sexually, in any way. Tonight."
Evan went wide eyed and shocked. "What? I'm not gay dude, not even Bi. No way!"
Tommy raised an eyebrow. "This ain't about gay. This is about power. The winner gets the satisfaction of humiliating the loser in the greatest way. The loser knows that they are the lesser man. Don't tell me that doesn't appeal to you?"
Evan felt the shock drain out of him and began to think. Though he didn't hate Tommy, putting him in his place had a certain appeal. And although he had said the truth about not being bi, he had sometimes wondered about guy on guy action.
"Unless you know you're gonna lose." Tommy added with a sly grin, holding out his hand.
Evan knew then that wiping that grin off Tommy's face would be worth it. "You got yourself a bet!" he said, shaking the proffered hand. "So how we gonna work this out?" he asked.
Tommy stood and turned to the rest of the room. "Ladies, we're trying to settle a bet here." he said in his rasping voice. "Who here has been nailed by Evan here, off camera, since we started filming?" he asked
Evan watched as the 5 women he'd fucked giggled and raised their hands. Tommy turned back to him. "Five, that's impressive!" he said to a grinning Evan.
"Not as impressive as the Nine I've got for you tonight." Evan replied quietly, so that only Tommy could hear him.
Tommy turned back. "Ok ladies, now who has been fucked by me in the same period?" he yelled.
Evan turned. His grin fell and his eyes went glassy as his 5 kept their hands in the air, and two more women raised their hands.
"Thanks ladies!" Tommy said, and sat down, grinning widely. "I think my 8 is going to be the focus of tonight, Evan."
Tommy pulled out his phone. "And just in cse you were thinking about welching on the bet..." he said. Evan then heard a playback of him agreeing to the bet.
Evan began to sweat. He had lost, and he he knew that Tommy wouldn't let him out of the bet. Tommy pulled out a room card and placed it on the table in front of Evan. He then pulled out a vial of spanish fly and dropped some in Evan's drink, making him drink it down.
"20 minutes, don't be late." he said, walking off laughing.
Evan picked up the card and swallowed. He wasn't sure what he was in for, but he knew it wasn't going to be fun for him. He waited 10 minutes before he got up reluctantly. By the time he got to the elevator, he could feel the spanish fly working, makin his cock begin to harden. By the time he got to Tommy's floor he was fully hard.
His hand shook as he pushed the card into the slot and opened the door. He walked inside and jerked slightly as the door clicked shut behind him.
On the bed, Tommy sat against the headboard. He had kicked off his shoes and socks. That ever cocky grin sat on his face. Evan felt flush from fear and spanish fly.
"Ok Evan, your mine tonight. So let's get started, take off your shoes and socks." he said.
Evan hesitated. "C'mon Tommy. I admit your the bigger man. Do we really have to go through with this gay shit?" he asked.
Tommy nodded. "When i'm done with you, you'll never forget it either. Shoes and socks man."
Evan took a deep breath and kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks.
"Shirt, rip it off, i wanna see buttons fly!" Tommy said.
Evan reached up, unable to look him in the eye. He pulled his shirt, and buttons flew off as he dropped the tatters to the floor.
"You wearing underwear?" Tommy asked.
Evan shook his head, still not trusting his voice.
"Ok. Belt." Tommy demanded forcefully.
Evan unbuckled it slowly and pulled it off. He was now just wearing his Khakis, and new he wouldn't keep them for long.
Tommy stood from the bed and walked in front of Evan. He looked him straight in the eye, clearly relishing his position of power.
"Turn around, spread your legs, and put your hands on the floor." he whispered.
Evan nodded reluctantly. He quickly assumed the submissive position, taking weight on his hands as his legs were nudged into the desired position. His long hair covered his forward view, and all he could see behind him were Tommy's legs.
Tommy walked away and came back. He held his hand down, showing a pair of scissors. Evan's eyes went wide.
"What are those for?" he asked nervously.
His question was quickly answered as Tommy slipped the scissors to his hip, and becane to slice his pants down the left side. Evan's mouth stayed open in shock as the process was repeated on the right. The tattered remains of his pants were ripped away, exposing him totally.
He had never been so exposed. Even fully naked on set, he had felt in total control. But here, he felt powerless. His body uncovered, his hard cock swaying. His balls dangling. The worst part was the cool air on his asshole. He knew it was in clear sight. He silently hoped that Tommy would stop short of any anal intrusion.
"Stay just like that." Tommy said as he dropped his shirt and pants on the floor, flopping on the bed in his boxers. "I want a clear view of the hole i'm gonna be using later."
Evan's blood ran cold. Tommy was going to fuck him, take his anal virginity. "No Tommy, please? Not that."
Tommy gave a throaty laugh. "You won't be so reluctant soon. That spanish fly i gave you is a new variety. Makes women wet. But guys, not only does it make them hard, it does strange things to the ass. Soon, you'll be wanting something up there. So i'm gonna sit back and watch. Feel free to try to fight it." he said, flicking on the TV.
Evan remained motionless. He felt his cock throbbing, that was true. But he felt nothing else other than a tingling in his nipples. He assumed Tommy was bluffing. He'd never even stuck a finger up his butt, and was sure he wouldn't want anything in there.
He remained in his uncomfortable and exposing position. All hecould see of Tommy were his bare feet on the bed. He had originally planned to be pounding some pussy, but was in danger of being the pussy.
After about 10 minutes, Evan became aware of a strange tingling between his ass cheeks. It was similar to an itch, but less unpleasant. He clenched his cheeks to soothe the sensation, making his cock bounce, but relief was temporary. He clenched again, and found that though pleasant, it didn't seem to be fixing the problem. He clenched his hole, and found he receved relief, as well as a pleasant sensation.
"You right there, Evan. Having some weird feelings?" Tommy taunted.
Even immediately stopped. "No, just an itch is all!" he said quickly.
Tommy laughed. Evan went back to remaining stock still. But the sensation had intensified. Now his hole felt it bad, and his chute was beginning to feel it too. Evan clenched his fists and jaw, fighting the urge to clench. He refused to show that he felt anything.
After ten more minutes of increasing sensation he moaned, his resolve breaking. He began to rapidly clench and unclench his pucker, feeling the humiliation as he knew Tommy had a perfect view to see it, as well as his swinging cock. Although it felt good, it was no longer enough to appease the warm tingling.
"Looks like someone's got a new ass pussy! Wow, look at it quiver." Tommy said.
"Aw man!" Evan moaned. He had never experienced anything so demeaning. He was used to being in charge, both in private and on set. Now, however, his own body was betraying him.
"Ok, stand up and turn to face me." Tommy ordered.
Evan slowly stood, and found it did nothing to alleviate his suffering. He couldn't stop clenching his pelvic muscles, keeping his ass quivering and his cock jumping. He turned and his breath caught in his throat.
Tommy had removed his boxers and was slowly fisting his hard cock. Although not as big as his own, it seemed huge to him at that moment. Tommy patted the bed next to him, indicating that Evan should lay next to him. Evan reluctantly walked over and lay on the bed.
Tommy released his cock and it rammed into his abs with a wet slap. Tommy was oozing some pre-cum. He reached over and grabbed Evan's long blonde hair roughly. He pulled the reluctant porn stud down until his face were a few inches away from his shaved balls.
"I likea good ball licking, so let's get started. Look me in the eyes while you do it." he ordered.
His grip on Evan's hair kept him down their, as well as keeping it away from his face. Evan had done the same thing to plenty of porn sluts in his time, and hated that the show as on the other foot.
Tommy tugged his hair painfully, clearly impatient. Evan stuck out his tongue, looking into Tommy's eyes pleadingly. He saw no mercy in Tommy's eyes as his head was pushed closer. He gave a masculine whimper as his tongue drew closer.
The tip of his tongue made contact. He was tongueing another man's balls. He tried to pull back, but was held fast by Tommy's firm grip. He hated having to look at Tommy's triumphant face. He flicked his tongue over the smooth skin, forced to serve.
"Don't just use the tip. Give them a good tongue bath like the sluts you fuck do." Tommy ordered.
Evan closed his eyes and steeled himself. He was at the mercy of this smaller porn stud, and yet, he was utterly horny. In this position, he had flipped onto his somach, his legs hanging off the bed. He was halfheartedly humping the bed to alleviate his horniness.
He opened his eyes and stuck his tongue out. He slowly stroked his broad tongue over Tommy's hefty bull nuts. He tasted the saltiness of the sweat he was licking, and gagged slightly. He was held firm, and he continued to service Tommy's nuts as the dark haired, goateed stud sighed in pleasure.
"Suck on those balls, bitch. Put em in your mouth." Tommy hissed.
Evan couldn't think of a way out of it, so drew the sack slowly into his open mouth. His humiliation all the worse for having too look Tommy in the eyes. He felt the heaviness of them on his tongue as he rythmically sucked on them like he sucked on the breasts of his female co-stars.
Tommy reached over to his nightstand and grabbed a bottle of lube. He traded hands with the one holding Evan's hair. Evan went wide eyed at the implications, but did not stop sucking on his balls.
"Spread your knees." he ordered. Evan grunted, but spread his knees slightly. "Wider." he was told, and he caved in and spread them.
He went stiff as the cold lube was drizzled into his crack and against his hole. He gave a wide eyed pleading look, shaking his head slightly. But the lube was applied. He stiffened further as the bottle was placed on the bed and Tommy placed his hand on his butt, a finger nudging his wildly twitching hole.
Tommy pulled Evan off his balls and moved his hands away. "It's time for the next step." he said. He guided Evan's hands to his own ass cheeks and spread them. "Keep your hands there, or i'll cuff you." he threatened. He then pulled up his cock, perpendicular to his body and roughly grabbed Evan's hair again. He drew Evan to his cockhead, his lips just millimetres away.
"Time for you to learn how to suck cock." he said lustily. He began to rub his cockhead against Evan's lips. Evan could smell the tang of precum, and could feel it coating his lips. Evan was glad that he couldn't see Tommy's gloating face in this position.
"Open wide." Tommy said, and pushed down on his head. Evan resisted slightly before opening his mouth, letting the cockhead slide in. He gagged slightly at the taste. To fit it in, he had to open his jaw wider than he thought.
"If i feel teeth, I'll rip your balls off!" Tommy growled. Evan opened his jaw wider again, and his head was pushed further until he had the head against the back of his throat. His body hunched as he gagged. He grunted slightly and gagged again.
"Gonna have to learn quick. You got 10 mins to get down to the balls," Tommy said, laying his hand on Evan's ass again, finger on his hole, "or else your taking some fingers."
Evan whimpered. Tommy had started drawing o's around his slick, quivering hole with his finger. He felt his head pushed down, and he tried to relax his throat. He felt his bile rise, his vomit reflex kicking in. He suppressed it as best he could as Tommy popped past his tonsils and the head slid into his throat.
Evan choked and gagged until the pressure on his head relented and he could draw back. He tried to pull off, but Tommy held him so that his cock was still near his throat. He struggled to breathe in, panicking slightly. Before he fully recovered, tommy pushed his head back down. With his firm grip on his hair, and Evan's lack of leverage, he quickly began to gag again, choking loudly on the cock.
This process continued for a few minutes, and Evan realised he was about an inch and a half from the base. But try as he might, he couldn't get any more in. Tommy's cock was covered in spit and throat slime, making the passage easier, but Evan still choked and gagged, his eyes watering.
"Cmon, bitch. Take it all down. Or else..." he said, pushing his finger against Evan's puckered opening, testing his defenses. Evan tried to give a yell, but it came out as a muffled choke as his head was dragged up and down on the shaft.
Several more minutes work, and Evan began to work his head faster, not realising he was no longer being pulled onto the cock. He was now actively giving Tommy an excellent amateur blow job, but still couldn't get down to the base.
"Time's up!" Tommy declared. Evan tried to pull of, to ask for more time, as he was so close. Tommy pushed down on his head, whilst simultaneosly thrusting his hips. Evan's lips hit the very based of his cock, and began to gag and choke further. Then he felt Tommy's thick, lube covered middle finger push against his hole. With a tiny amount of resistance, he was breached and penetrated right to the base of the finger.
Evan went nuts. His ass stung from it's first ever invasion, and he was choking on Tommy's 8 inches. He released his cheeks, and used one hand to grab Tommy's wrist to pull his finger out, and used the other to gain some leverage to pull of his cock. Tommy held firm on both counts.
"I'm not letting go til you've got your hands back." Tommy said idly.
Evan struggled briefly before realising he didn't have the strength to stop Tommy. Although 3 inches shorter, he was quite muscular, and had him under control. With reluctance he placed his hands back on his arse cheeks and pulled them apart. He was glad when he was pulled back off Tommy's cock and able to breathe.
He managed a quick gulp of air before he was pulled back down roughly. Tommy was roughly pulling his trademark locks to control him like they both did with their female co-stars. Worse, his finger was moving in and out of his arse, and around it inside. Evan was horrified to realise that the pain was melting into an unaccustomed pleasure.
Evan began a low moan of humiliation, which was choked of rythmically by Tommy's cock. He found himself once again thrusting against the bed in an attempt to relieve his horniness. He whined as Tommy added another finger, further stretching his now lube slicked asshole. The fingers nudged in against something in his arse, and Evan's entire body jerked in pleasure.
"See that there. Seems that's the prostate. Some guys are wired that way that they really like it touched. Guess your one of them." Tommy said. He continued to nudge and stroke at the sensetive male g-spot, sending Evan wild with pleasure as he continued to be pulled onto his cock.
The fingers were eventually removed as he was forced to continue his blow job. He soon felt something nudging up against his asshole. He half heartedly clenched, but his meager defenses were quickly overcome. He felt something smooth and cylindrical slide in. It was thicker than two fingers, so his arse was forced to stretch further to accomodate. It also seemed to go in deeper.
Suddenly, it began to buzz. Evan went wide eyed as he realised Tommy had stuffed a vibrator in his ass. He whimpered deeply at his predicament. His throat was now easily taking cock, albeit with some choking and gagging. And despite the humiliation, the vibrator felt pretty good against his prostate. It also freed up Tommy's hand, and now bothe of them were ramming his head down on his turgid prick.
All that could be heard in the room for some time was the muffled vibrator's buzzing, occasional groans and encouraging words from Tommy, and Evan's choked of moans and sobs, as he gave a wet, sloppy deep throat. Evan had given up all hope of retaining dignity. He knew Tommy was, like he, capable of holding off on orgasm for a long time, a great skill for porn actors. Tommy had already mentioned that he was into the humiliation factor.
After some time, long after Evan's jaw had begun to ache and his throat felt raw, Tommy pulled him off his cock, which landed against his stomach with an audible plop. Evan caught his breath raggedly, gasping. Tommy grinned as he hopped off the bed and stood to the side. His cock was glistening from Evan's spit and throat slime.
"Time for a new position." he said, pulling Evan closer by his hair. Evan was flipped onto his back, exposing his rock hard cock. He was pulled so that his head hung off the side of the bed, his hair cascading down. Tommy crouched slightly and guided his cock back into Evan's mouth. He then grabbed Evan's hands and pinned them to the bed, leaning over his body.
"Time for Mr Evan Stone to take a good old fashioned throat fucking!" he declared.
Evan yelled out in horror, which was quickly gagged as Tommy thrust into his mouth and down his throat. This new position meant that it was a straight path in, and Evan was powerless to stop it. He kicked his legs in frustration, both at the powerful thrust and the vibrator still in his ass. He was also unable to stimulate his cock, which throbbed madly in search of stimulation.
Tommy set a brutal pace. Evan's chin was pounded by his trimmed bush, while his hairless balls slapped noisily against Evan's nose. Tommy would alternate his angle frequently, as well as his speed. Evan found he could not stop his throat from clenching down due to Tommy's tricks, which meant his throat was brutally stretched on the next stroke.
"Yeah. Guess we learned who the real man is, Stone. You got a vibe shoved up your ass, and your taking my cock like a real pro now. And you're hard! Sure your not a fag? You seem to act like one." Tommy said, not missing a stroke.
Evan struggled to free himself. Tommy's trash talk made it how clear the situation was. Tommy was in total control, and Evan was at his mercy. Mercy Tommy clearly had no interest in showing. He gave up quickly. Tommy had him pinned, and being forced to snatch air between deep throating had sapped Evan of most of his strength.
"Don't worry. Few more minutes, and i'll fuck your ass man" Tommy said, nonchalantly.
Evan froze again as Tommy continued his merciless reaming of his throat. He had been holding out on the hope that Tommy would draw the line at actual anal sex. But apparantly Tommy was going for the ultimate show of dominance.
Tommy soon withdrew and repositioned Evan on his back in the middle of the bed. "Please," Evan begged hoarsely from his ravaged throat, "don't fuck me. You win, i admit it. Just please don't take my manhood away this way!"
Tommy grinned evilly and picked up Evan's ankles as he scooted up between his legs. He released one to yank the vibrator out and toss it across the room, still buzzing. He quickly grabbed the ankle ahain and pulled them up and out, revealing the inviting pink pucker.
"It's happening whether you like it or not. Now put my cock up against your hole. If i have to do it myself, i'll wreck your ass." Tommy snarled.
Evan used a shaking hand to grab the thick prick and slide the head against his anal opening, whimpering softly all the while. Once the head rested there, Tommy pushed Evan's knees towards his chest and ordered him to hold them there. Tommy put his hands against Evan's thighs, locking him in place with his ass up and legs spread.
"Say goodbye to being a real man, Evan. After this, you have to live knowing that another man fucked your ass like a cunt. Oh, and another thing. That spanish fly wasn't a special mix, just regular. Your ass turned into a pussy with just a tiny suggestion." Tommy said.
Evan went wide eyed and drew a breath of shock. With that, Tommy savagely rammed his entire length into Evan's virginal ass, shattering his cherry. Evan expelled the air in shock in a single blast. Tommy didn't give him a chance to adjust, and quickly set a spanking pace in the saddle.
Evan groaned in pain and humiliation. He was being fucked, in the ass, like a fag. It hurt like fuck, as the fingers and vibe had barely prepared him for a real cock. But every now and then, a whisper of pleasure shot through from his prostate. He set his face in a grimace of pain, failing to suppress his yelps and sobs.
Tommy, meanwhile, was clearly enjoying himself. His grin couldn't possibly get wider. He was giving occasional groans of pleasure as a counterpoint to Evan's discomfort.
"How's that cock feel in there, man. Your ass is so fucking tight! I can't remember when i last had such a tight ride." Tommy huffed.
Evan curled his toes. The pain, whilst still there, had reduced some, and the strange pleasure of being so thoroughly stretched an stuffed was beginning to grow. He wiggled slightly, trying to find a way to stop it. But his body, in relaxing his hole to relieve pain, was now involuntarily trying to increase the pleasure. Evan closed his eyes and bit his bottom lip and gave a soft, low pitched moan.
"You enjoying this?" Tommy asked, mock surprised. "You like being fagged by me. You fucking slut, man. One dick and you go to the dark side huh?" he taunted.
Evan whimpered, unable to open his eyes to look at Tommy. He wanted nothing more to get this over with. But a small part of him couldn't deny he enjoyed the feeling. Not just the physical sensation, but the feeling of utter surrender to another man. The loss of control, the lack of his usual sense of power.
All throughout, Evan had not lost his erection. It slapped soflty against his stomach rhythmically with each brutal thrust from Tommy. He looked down to see a bead of precum fly loose and land on his stomach. He watched in fascination as another bead formed and was forced onto his stomach.
With his eyes now open, he could see the look on Tommy's face. It was a mix of triumph and pleasure. His lips pursed and he picked up his pace slightly. Evan sucked in a breath and held it as he braced himself. The pain had faded to a dull ache now. It was as if his ass was accepting it's new role, albeit with some reluctance. He let his breath out slowly, and forced himself to relax, and felt his hole stretch slightly.
Evan had always enjoyed anal sex with women. As much as he enjoyed watching their faces in pleasure as he stretched their cunts, the look on their faces as he pounded them anally was better. A strange mix of desire, pain, humiliation and shock. He knew that the look on his face now as he looked up at Tommy was the same. Tommy locked gazes with him and picked up the pace again. Evan was transfixed, looking into his eyes as he stiffened in pain, then moaned softly in strange pleasure. He was utterly powerless, and he shifted his hips slightly, giving Tommy a better angle for his hole. Tommy grinned and slowed his thrusts down to a torturously slow pace. Evan found that as Tommy drew out, he felt stangely empty, and his hole clamped down, despite the pain, in an attempt to keep him in. On each slow thrust in, his arse would flutter on the huge conquerer, glad to have it back.
Evan's last shreds of control were collapsing. He reached down with his hands, not needing them to hold his knees back with Tommy's hands on the back of his thighs. He lay them on Tommy's hips and pulled and pushed them gently, encouraging Tommy to go faster. Evan knew he shouldn't do it if he wanted to keep any dignity, but his curiosity of this new pleasure had overridden his good sense.
"You want it harder again?" Tommy whispered to him.
"Yeah." Evan replied reluctantly, blushing slightly.
"Then tell me. Convince me. Nice and loud. I wanna hear it. Until i do, this is as fast and hard as it gets." Tommy said.
Evan scowled. As curious as he was, he wasn't willing to beg for faster anal sex. He had so little dignity left, and was unwilling to part with it. He kept his mouth shut, but continued to futiley use his hands to make Tommy go faster. He wiggled his feet and clenched and unclenched his toes, needing some form of outlet for the feelings he was experiencing.
The sensations continued to build however. It was all down to who could stand the slow pace for longer. Unfortunately for Evan, Tommy had a clear advantage. Tommy was used to holding off on coming, to tease and hold off on pleasure for sometimes hours when filming. Evan could too, but had never had to hold off on anal pleasure. And Tommy was a master at fucking. He had quickly noticed the best way to make sure his cock stimulated Evan's prostate, seeing the clenching of his muscles and the occasional slight shiver he could force from Evan. Evan was soon biting his bottom lip, tossing his head and throwing pleading glances at Tommy.
But Tommy wanted to hear begging. He wanted to slowly but surely take the famous straight porn stud down. He wanted him utterly broken and humiliated, so there would never be a moment of doubt in their minds that he was the greater. He could see he was rapidly wearing away at Evan's resolve, and knew it was another contest he would win.
Evan soon broke. "Please," he whispered, "faster."
Tommy shook his head. "No. I want to hear it loud. And i want to hear exactly what you want, in every detail."
Evan squirmed, but his resolve was broken. The very last of his resistance collapsed. "Please," he said loudly, with some clear desperation, "fuck my ass! Fuck me with your big cock!" he begged.
Tommy grinned. He leaned over further and began to pound in earnest. Evan wailed as he felt every inch slam into his ass. The pain was almost gone, and all he could feel was the maddening pleasure of being stretched and pounded by a true master fucker. He released Tommy's hips, and alternated between grabbing the bed covers and grabbing fistfulls of his own hair. He couldn't believe such pleasure was possible from his ass. He clenched his hole tight, wanting to feel every inch stretching his no longer virgin ass to it's limits.
Tommy stopped and pulled out. Evan moaned, his hole feeling empty and abused, but still desperate for more. He would have thought that he would be glad for the reprieve. But Tommy had broken him, had made him into a pussy. He didn't resist as Tommy pulled him onto all fours, facing the doorway, and knelt behind him, nusging forcing his knees apart with his own. Evan hung his head in complete submission and humiliation.
Without ceremony, Tommy thrust back into Evan. Evan groaned throatily in pleasure, glad to be full of cock again. He had accepted his role as butt slut fully, and found that he relished it. His hands dug into the covers as he arched his hips up and threw up his head. Tommy grabbed a fistful of his hair again to keep him in position. Tommy began to slam his butt.
Evan was so focused on his new found anal pleasure, he ignored his cock completely. He was vaguely aware that he was hard and throbbing, but barely processed it. He allowed it to swing freely under him as he enjoyed the fuck.
The two men coupled like wild beasts. Tommy grunted and groaned, the alpha male enjoying his prize. Evan's groans were often punctuated with soft sighs and whimpers, the conquered whore. They both lost themselves to the rhythm of the power-fuck.
Tommy eventually pulled out again, and Evan's entire body quivered. He was flipped onto his back and his legs once again drawn up. They were forced up until his ankles were past his head and his back rose off the bed. He braced his hands at the small of his back for balance as Tommy stood over him in a wide stance.
He guided his cock down into Evan's man-pussy. He then grabbed Evan's ankles for balance. He started to raise and lower his body with his legs. Evan wailed in demented pleasure as Tommy began a pile-drive fuck. The angle meant that Tommy's cock was pressing firmly against his prostate and massaging it roughly.
"Fuck yeah bitch. I'm gonna make you come like this. Then you know your big dick is worthless, cause you come without it being touched." Tommy yelled forcefully.
Evan looked at his cock. It was pointed straight at his face and was hard and red. He had no doubt that Tommy was going to fuck the come right out of him. He could also see the lips of his arse clinging wetly to Tommy's cock on every out stroke.
They were both dripping with sweat. Tommy was close, but was easily holding off. Evan felt his pleasure mounting. He was trying to resist coming like a bitch, but could feel himself getting closer and closer. Tommy gave one last burst of speed, and Evan lost control
"No! Oh Jesus fuck noooo!" he yelled. But it was too late. The pleasure from his arse radiated to his cock, and his balls hugged against his thick shaft. There was a moment of silence, then a wail as he started coming. Waves of pleasure racked through his body, clenching his muscles and curling his toes. His eyes screwed shut, his mouth went into a savage grimace. His ass spasmed wildly, milking on Tommy's cock. Come began to splatter over his face and into his hair. It was the biggest load Evan had ever shot, and it was a full minute before his body stopped shuddering involuntarily.
Tommy pulled out and let evan collapse. He stood over him and roared as he pulled on his cock. He went weak at the knees as he shot a monster load over Evan's chest and face. Evan utterly exhausted and weak, didn't stop it.
Tommy jumped off the bed and grabbed Evan's wallet from his shredded pants. He pulled out Evan's room card and grinned with an evil thought. Evan was going to endure another humiliation.
Evan was dragged off the bed and made to stand on weak legs as he was pushed to the door. Tommy opened it and pushed him, naked and come covered, into the hallway. He flicked out the room card onto he floor in front of a horrified Evan.
"Get the fuck outta here, bitch!" he said smirking.
He knew he would always relish the look of horror on Evan's face as he closed his door.