CONTINUED FROM PART FOUR
Pete's hand was still touching up Frank's cock, and now Frank could feel Dave's hands on his ass, feeling him up once again.
"You still hungry, cunt ?" he asked.
Frank nodded his head worryingly.
"Then we'll give you some meaty sausage to fill you up... Pete, keep doing that, I want to hear him moan again."
Pete's hand continued his stroking and teasing. Frank was determined not to moan again.
Frank felt Dave's strong hand pushing down on the small of his back. He struggled to get his hands free as Dave's other hand roamed across the meaty fat flesh of his ass.
SLAP !
SLAP !
SLAP !
"MMMMmmmmppph !"
"Shut up and relax, bitch..." said Dave. "Moan for me..."
SLAP !
SLAP !
SLAP !
"He's getting harder when you spank him, Sir." said Pete.
Frank bit into the gag.
SLAP !
SLAP !
SLAP !
Dave's blows were getting harder, making Frank's ass sting once more. He rocked back and forth on the swing, unable to escape as he was spanked like a naughty schoolboy.
Frank wondered if that's how Pete got those marks on his ass, tied to the swing as Dave beat him and...
SLAP !
SLAP !
SLAP !
Frank bit harder into the gag as he fought to remain silent. He wasn't going to give Dave the perverted satisfaction of knowing he was getting off on this. But Pete's hand felt so good on his cock...
SLAP !
SLAP !
SLAP !
Frank's ass was sore from all the spanking, yet this mixed with the tender sensations from down below, filled his head...
"mmmmmmmm... " he moaned before he realised what he was doing.
"That's my boy !" cried Dave, resting his hand on the lorry driver's ass. "Pete, go sit on the bench, you can watch me work him over..."
Frank began to struggle again, thinking he was about to get beaten up.
Dave reached underneath Frank, feeling below his belly to the buckle of his trouser belt.
"Hold still, bitch, or I'll take this belt to your ass like I did before... or maybe you need the stun gun... ?"
This threat made Frank stop wriggling. He looked down at the ground, defeated, as his trousers were undone and pulled down to his ankles. Dave hooked a finger in each side of his briefs and then pulled them down to his knees, which was as far as they would stretch.
"Fucking yeah, time to fill you up..." said Dave. Frank closed his eyes as he guessed what was coming next... "Pete, get your ass over here and lube him up for me, get your tongue on his ass..."
Frank wasn't expecting that.
Dave kept a hand on Frank's back as he moved around to the oil drum, which he sat on. Frank looked up at him. He gasped as he felt Pete's tongue on his asscrack, pushing forward.
"Yeah, Pete has a good tongue, good on my ass and great on my cock... you'll be good too after a while, a real talented cocksucker and asslicker..."
Frank shook his head.
"MMMMNNNNPPPH !" he cried. He meant to say 'no', but it wasn't going to happen with the bitgag strapped across his mouth.
"Oh yeah..." said Dave, unbuttoning his jeans and then unzipping them, freeing his cock from his underwear. A thick drip of pre-cum drooled from the tip of his cockhead, inches from Frank's face. Frank couldn't tear his eyes away from the big thick piece of meat.
"I'm gonna bury this in your ass bitch, all the way, and you're gonna give me a ride..."
Frank wriggled in his bonds, but it was no use. He was beginning to sweat. Pete's face was buried in between his buttocks, licking his tight virgin asshole. This made Frank's head swim.
Dave stood up and walked around to Frank's naked and exposed ass. He motioned to Pete to go and sit on the bench. Pete stood up and did as he was told.
Frank felt Dave's left hand on his left hip. Frank bit into the gag, terrified of what was about to happen. Ass-raped in the middle of God knows where...
Something hot and stiff rubbed against his asscrack. Frank was sweating more now. He heard a grunt of pure lust from behind him, then the stiff hotness pushed forward, forcing apart his beefy tightly clenched buttocks.
"You know you want this, bitch..."
Frank felt Dave's cock rub over his tightly clenched asshole. It pushed at Frank's pucker, harder and harder, firmer and firmer, till Frank's ass gave way and Dave's cokhead popped inside his anus.
"MMMPPPPhhhh !" cried Frank from behind the gag. The sensation of having your ashole stretched open was unbelievable !
"Oh fuck...." said Dave from behind him. He had now placed both hands onto Frank's quivering hips. "Jeesus, that feels good..."
The hands on his hips began to grip tightly...
Dave inched forward, pushing more and more of his throbbing prick into the tight virgin ass of Frank, who was shaking his head madly, desperate to get away from the thing invading his ass. He had no choice but to suffer, to take every single inch as it buried itself in his rectum.
"Oh yeah, your ass is fucking great, Frank..." said Dave, still probing the dark recess of Frank's ass. "Fucking tight as a drum... lovely...."
Frank didn't think it was lovely. It was like a fat red hot poker was jammed up his ass. He started to struggle and wriggle.
"Yeah, do that, I fucking love that..." said Dave. Frank heard and wanted to stop giving that satisfaction to the big man, but somewhere deep inside his head, he knew he wanted this to stop, so he carried on unwillingly.
Inch by inch, his asschannel stretched over Dave's thick meat, as his rapist held him firm. And now, even worse, Frank could feel his own cock stiffening, stimulated by the massive cock rubbing against his prostate gland. He moaned involuntarily.
"You fuckin' love it, bitch, don't ya ?" mumbled Dave, eager to fill Frank's ass with his dick, but taking his time to make sure Frank felt all of it go in. Frank bit into the bitgag, leaving teeth marks - as no doubt Pete had done some time before, drooling around the rubber, grunting in simultaneous pain, discomfort, humiliation and pleasure. He couldn't hear the sounds of the traffic anymore, just the rattle of the chains as he swung from side to side, the grunts of pleasure from Dave, and the squeals of pleasure from Pete, who was watching avidly from behind.
Frank felt something against his buttocks and realised it was Dave's belly. His cock was all the way in.
"Ohhh... fuckin' hell Pete he's got a good ass... nice and plump and..."
Dave wiggled his cock inside Frank's tight anus. Frank moaned and his own cock twitched. He blushed, disgusted with himself at being turned on by being buggered.
"Take it like a bitch, Frank..." said Dave, and with that the massive piece of meat was almost pulled completely out of his ass. Frank was just about to get used to this new sensation, when SLAM ! his ass was filled once more with Dave's cock.
"MMMMPPPPHHHH !" he screamed, his eyes filling with tears, his cock twitching once more.
"Slut." said Dave, pulling out then shoving it back in harder.
"MMMPPPFFHHHHH... MMMMPPPPPHHH.... !" Frank didn't think he would survive this assault, impaled on the dick of some huge madman. His head was swimming with new sensations, some good, some bad... but they all made him moan.
Dave increased the speed of his strokes as he gripped harder on Frank's hips. Frank thought they would be bruised as he was gripping so hard.
Out... In... Out... In... Like some sort of machine, Dave pumped away without mercy at Frank's ass, his cock clenched tight by Frank's asshole. Frank by now couldn't hear anything apart from the squelching and slapping of Dave's meat battering away at his backside.
He closed his eyes and prayed that it would end soon.
On and on, the assault went, Dave grinding his cock into Frank's butt, shouting obscenities as he raped his captive, yet Frank's cock was as stiff as a board beneath him, spurred into stiffness by Dave's prick rubbing back and forth across his prostate gland. Frank was drooling from his mouth and his cock...
He continued to struggle, knowing that it made it more pleasurable for Dave, hating giving him the satisfaction but wanting this to finish as soon as possible...
The thought of being used as some sort of sex toy by Dave, and maybe even Pete, was too much for Frank. He lay there, broken, defeated, turned on and turned off by what was going on... was he becoming what he feared ?
He grunted into the bitgag as Dave's cock drove home yet again. His cock twitched and a big drip of pre-cum fell to the ground.
Dave's thrusts were becoming quicker still, and harder, as his balls began to tighten. He was enjoying fucking Frank's tight beefy ass, breaking it in, making him his property... the poor fucker didn't know what was coming to him... !
Out... In... Out... In... but this time, faster and faster, the strokes not as deep as Dave got closer and closer to cumming, eager to dump his load into Frank's virgin ass...
"Mmmmmpppphhh....mppffhhh... mpppppmmm....mmmmmm..." Frank could do nothing but moan as his attacker used his ass to gain pleasure, bound and gagged and helpless...
"Yeah, that's right bitch, wriggle that fat ass, make me shoot my load you fat bastard..." shouted Dave, his spittle hitting Frank on the back of his head as he did so. Frank's hands were clenching and unclenching, desperate to try and get free from the ropes binding them together as he was fucked cruelly by his Master.
With each stroke he was pulled backwards, impaling himself on Dave's prick, then pushed forward by Dave's thrusts.
Frank did as he was told. He had no choice. And why the fuck was his cock so hard... ?
"...oohh... oooh...tighten your asshole... bitch..." came the order.
Frank again did as he was told. It hurt him to do so, to clench his anus tightly around the thick hot throbbing piece of meat that was stretching him wide open, but he did as he was told...
Out... In... Out... In...
Dave's thrusts were now almost obscenely fast and violent, the big man using the lorry driver to gain as much pleasure as he could. Frank wondered how Pete could stand it, being fucked probably on a daily basis by this... this monster. Dave's grunts of pleasure were loud as he pounded the helpless assring of his new boy.
Out... In... Out... In...
Here it comes, cunt !" shouted Dave, as he stuffed his cock as deeply as he could into Frank's ass, grinding against him as with an almighty roar his balls and cock exploded. Frank bit hard into the gag and screamed as he felt Dave's cock wildly spasming inside him, his prick shooting volley after volley of thick hot spunk into Frank's deep dark hole. Dave held Frank close to him, keeping his dick buried firmly within his ass as his balls emptied their sticky contents into Frank, grunting, groaning and growling as he came.
Frank stared at the ground, utterly spent of energy, disgusted and humiliated at the hands of his abductors. But why did he have an erection ?
Dave held onto Frank for sometime, his grunts of orgasm becoming quieter and fewer as his cock began to soften. The sounds of his surroundings came back to him - the traffic, the rattle of the swing's chains, Pete's squeals of delight in seeing him raped. Fucking bastards.
After a while, Frank felt Dave pull out of his ass. To Frank, it felt like there was a massive void left behind.
Frank caught sight of something to his left, and he looked up to see Dave walking round to in front of him. His cock was covered in slime.
"Don't let any of my juice out of your ass, Boy, or you'll be punished..." he said.
Frank clenched his asshole as tightly as he could, wincing at the pain as he did so. He didn't want to be punished anymore.
"You're gonna clean my prick, bitch, then it's Pete's turn..." said Dave, sitting down on the oil drum. He reached forward and untied the bitgag's straps, pulling it from Frank's mouth and placing it behind him on the oil drum. Then he grabbed hold of Frank's collar and pulled him towards his sticky, spunk covered prick.
"Pete, give him an incentive if he doesn't co-operate, will you...?" he shouted across to the younger hijacker.
"Yes Sir !" came the reply. Frank felt something familiar rub across both of his buttocks. His belt...
"Now, open wide..."
TO BE CONTINUED