CONTINUED FROM PART TWO
Frank stood there and thought for a second, his underwear stuffed in his mouth, Dave poised behind him with his belt ready to beat his ass, and Pete staring at him with an evil grin.
"Time's awaiting..." said Pete.
Frank grabbed hold of his cock and began to wank it as fast as he can, knowing full well that in just a few moments Dave would start hitting him.
"Pinch your tits with your other hand, boy..." said Dave, "and make sure those panties stay in your mouth..."
"Mmmmm.... !" mumbled Frank, his mind racing as he tried to think of the girl down South, tits, fannies, anything to make him cum as fast as he can...
WHACK !
"MMMMMMMMPPPPHHH !" Frank cried as a strip of heat slashed across his beefy behind. His hand dropped from his cock as he struggled to deal with the pain.
WHACK !
"MMMMPPPHHH, MPPPPHHH !"
WHACK !
Frank screamed into the underwear as he put his hand back on his cock and pumped furiously at it, his ass stinging from Dave's blows.
WHACK !
"MPPPHHHFFHHH !"
WHACK !
WHACK !
WHACK !
Frank's eyes were watering as another strip of fire blazed across his backside. Through his tears he could see Pete playing with his dick, which he had pulled out of his jeans. Frank couldn't think of anything to make him cum, there was only the pain in his ass and the taste of his pre-cum and being used and abused by these two fuckers...
WHACK !
Frank's mind jumped to last night, tied and held firm by Dave as he had dry-humped his ass...
WHACK !
WHACK !
Dave's big cock rubbing against his ass...
WHACK !
Suddenly he left something go off in his groin, and with shock his cock spasmed into orgasm, a thick jet of sticky goo spurting from the red cockhead as he shot his load over the changing room floor.
The belt dropped to the floor.
"Well, fuck me, that was quicker than I was hoping, boy, but well done !" cried Dave victoriously, moving round to look at the sweating, hot man.
Frank spat out the underwear. "Fuck...."
"What do you say, boy...?" said Dave, looking directly into Frank's eyes.
"Thank you, Master Dave, thank you, Master Pete..." replied Frank as he tried to catch his breath. A thick drip of spunk slowly dripped from his cock to the floor.
Click.
Pete with that damn camera again, thought Frank. Bastard.
"He's made a right mess, Sir," said Pete, "I think he should clear that up... for breakfast..."
"Good idea, boy." said Dave with a wink to his partner. He pointed at the sticky mess on the floor. "Get down there and lick that up. Or you'll get the belt again."
Frank did as he was told, though the idea disgusted him. On his hands and knees, he licked up his own spunk from the cold changing room floor, the taste making him want to retch at first, but he slowly came round to it. Pete took more pictures, especially of when Frank's ass was in Pete's view...
When the floor was finally clean, Dave told him to lie on the bench where he and Pete were sitting. Pete stood up and started looking in one of the holdalls for something.
Frank laid down and Dave pulled his arms up above him to the end of the bench. Pete pulled something shiny and metallic out of the holdall and moved towards Frank, who couldn't see what was happening due to Dave's massive bulk.
Pete locked a set of handcuffs around Frank's wrists, securing them round the legs of the bench. Dave picked up Frank's belt from where it was discarded on the floor and looped it around his ankles, then lashed them to the other end. When they had finished, they both took pleasure in exploring Frank's big body, stretched out and helpless on the bench. They kissed each other as Dave played with Franks's dick... which began to get hard. Pete's dick was wet and aimed at Frank's face.
For just a fleeting second, Frank wondered what Pete's spunk tasted like.
"Well, boy, me and Pete here are gonna get showered," Dave grabbed at Pete's ass through his jeans, and Pete's cock twitched. So did Frank's. "But first, my ass is all sweaty, needs a good tonguebath..."
Frank recoiled in horror. He knew who would be expected to provide the tongue.
"Please, Master Dave... I'll do anything but not that..."
"Tongue up my arse or a belt on your balls... and I'll whip them till they are hamburger..." said Dave.
Frank shuddered at the thought. His ass was still stinging from the assault earlier. There was no way he was going to have that done to his balls. Not that he had a choice. He nodded his head reluctantly.
"Good boy." said Dave, as he took off his shirt. "Can't wait to feel that moustache tickle my ass."
Frank laid there as both the other men stripped naked. He couldn't help but look at their cocks as they kissed each other and Dave squeezed Pete's buttocks. Frank knew that his cock was getting hard, and he blushed.
Dave moved towards the bound man on the bench as Pete straddled his big belly and laid down. Frank gasped as Pete's weight held him down. He hadn't reckoned that Pete would be that heavy. Yeah, he was chunky, but not big and fat like him and Dave...
Dave straddled Frank's head. Frank looked up at the big hairy ass above him, the big hairy balls, the huge cock dripping as it pointed towards Pete, who was staring at it with pleasure.
"Pete's gonna suck my cock as you eat my ass, Frank," said Dave, lowering himself onto the face of his captive.
The last words Frank heard were "Tongue up my ass..." He didn't have to know what the rest of the sentence was.
He stuck out his tongue as Dave sat on his face. Dave grabbed a hold of each of his buttocks to spread them wide so that Frank could get his tongue deep into his hole. Frank took a deep breath as the pungent odour of Dave's asscrack filled his nostrils and he licked at the hairy, sweaty asscrack of his tormentor. Dave wiggled his ass on Frank's face as Pete's talented mouth gobbled on his cock, up and down, Pete's tongue wrapping around the shaft of Dave's meat as his hands stroked the bigger man's thighs.
Frank couldn't hear much apart from the music on the radio, the slurping sucking sound of Pete's mouth on Dave's prick and Dave's groans of pleasure. Frank's head filled with the taste and smell of Dave's ass, salty and musky. His tongue flickered over Dave's tight pucker as Frank's cock bounced to a standing ovation, against what he guessed must be Pete's ass. Frank felt such a fool, getting hard whilst having to lick the ass of another bloke !
But he was hard, rock hard, and so was Pete, he could feel his erection sticking against his belly as Pete lay on top of him servicing his Master. And that taste, that smell, the funk of Dave's sweaty, hairy ass was making him feel so...horny. Frank wanted to have a wank so badly, he thought his cock would burst. His hands struggled with the handcuffs, his ankles with the belt wrapping them together, desperate to get free.
"Ohhhhh..." more moaning from Dave, as Pete licked and sucked his partner, whilst rubbing his cock against Frank's round belly. Frank could feel the sticky pre-cum oozing from the younger man's prick. Pete's hands were on Dave's beefy hairy pecs now, pinching at his nipples through his chest fur.
Frank licked at Dave's asshole, to moans of delight from the bigger man, whose balls were tightening in response to the lavish blowjob from Pete. Frank pushed at the tight muscle, and his tongue slipped slightly inside the soft, velvety warmth contained within. The taste changed, more bitter now, and Frank fought to contain the feeling of nausea as he realised what he was doing, yet still he ventured forth. Dave pulled his asscheeks further apart, opening up his hole for Frank to probe with his tongue, moaning and grinding his ass against the spit and sweat slicked face of the bound lorry driver tied naked and helpless beneath him. The hairy moustache tickling his rump was driving Dave wild.
And Frank could feel Pete's body moving back and forth on top of him as Pete sucked his partner's meaty cock closer and closer to orgasm. Each movement made Frank's cock bounce against Pete's ass. Frank's ass was still stinging from the thrashing, but he no longer took any notice.
Dave's moans were becoming more louder now and faster, as he was pleasured orally from both front and behind. His balls were tight in their sac, hanging rubbing against Frank's double chin as Pete slurped on his cock like it was an ice lolly.
Between gasps and groans, he managed to whisper "Yeah... ohhh... yeah, that's it boy ... suck on that big cock... ohhhhh..." Pete was also moaning, in pleasure from pleasing his partner and Master.
Frank could feel the hairs of Dave's asscrack tickling his lips and his tongue as he kissed, licked and sucked on the bigger hijacker's anus. He was utterly intoxicated with the scent of his Master's ass, and the taste filled his mouth, mixing with that of his own spunk that he had been forced to eat not that long before.
Suddenly, the asshole clenched as Dave came in Pete's willing hot mouth with a roar, his thick juicy load being eagerly swallowed by the younger chubby-faced man. Frank continued to lick at Dave's ass for what seemed like ages until finally the big man got to his feet, shortly followed by Pete. A thin string of pre-cum attached Pete's cock to Frank's belly for a brief second.
Dave patted Frank on the shoulder and smiled. "Good boy..." He said. "Now, Pete's turn..."
So Dave and Pete had swapped places, and this time Frank had been ordered to lick and kiss the ass of the younger man, which he did, albeit reluctantly, as Dave hungrily sucked on his boy's cock. This time though, the bigger man had hold of Pete's buttocks, pulling them apart so that Frank could get his tongue onto Pete's anus, which Frank thought wasn't as tight as Dave's. He guessed why. And this time Frank could feel Dave's cock prodding against his own. Frank spotted marks on Pete's ass... they looked similar to the ones he was now sporting after the thrashing with the belt. Queer bastard probably gets off on having his arse welted, thought Frank.
Frank struggled to get free but to no avail, held down by the cuffs, belt and the weight of two men. He could hear Pete moaning as he too was pleasured front and rear, cocksucked by Dave with love and asslicked by Frank's unwilling but helpless tongue. He couldn't figure out why his moans were muffled though, but had he been able to see, he would have seen Frank's underwear stuffed in Pete's mouth.
Frank's tongue was aching, as were his arms. After what seemed like an age, Pete cried out as he came, pushing back with his body, smothering the captive lorry driver with his ass as his cock spewed his own thick load into Dave's hot mouth. Pete stood up and allowed Frank to get some much-needed air. Dave patted Frank once again on the shoulder.
"Fucking bastards," cried Frank, blushing. He wanted to get that foul taste out of his mouth as soon as possible.
Dave slapped him on the face, hard. "You fucking loved it, bitch. Now, me and Pete are gonna have a shower and freshen up, and then we'll let you have one."
"Please, I mean, please Master Dave, I need to brush my teeth and get this taste out of my mouth, can you untie me please?" Frank pleaded.
Dave shook his head. "No, you can wait till we're done."
"Shall we make him drink our piss, Dave?" said Pete, wiggling his spent cock at the man tied to the bench. Frank looked at him in horror. What he had just done was bad enough, surely, without having to do that !
"No, boy, let him savour the taste of our arses, he can have some piss later if he's good" replied Dave, slapping Pete on his chubby rump. "Now, go and get yourself cleaned up, I need to have a chat with this fat pig about respect."
Pete wandered around the corner, carrying something in a plastic bag with rubber tubing. Frank wondered what it was.
Dave walked to the radio and turned it up slightly, then picked up Frank's used and soggy briefs. He wiped his dripping cock clean and then grabbed hold of Frank's chest, squeezing at the meaty flesh. Frank screamed and Dave shoved the briefs once more into his mouth.
"Something for you to bite on, cunt."
Frank began to struggle, as Dave walked over to the coathooks, reached into Pete's jacket pocket and pulled out the stun gun. He knelt down on one knee next to Frank and placed the stun gun so the electrodes were on either side of Frank's cock... which was still hard.
Frank was sweating now heavily, terrified of what was about to happen.
"I've turned the output down quite a bit, so it won't knock you out... but it will hurt." said Dave, turning to the panicking captive lorry driver and giving him that evil grin. Frank looked down at the horrible weapon aimed at his cock, Dave's finger rubbing the trigger menacingly.
"Nobody smacks my boy..."
Dave pulled the trigger.
TO BE CONTINUED