Author: Alex, from Portugal E-mail: port_pass@hotmail.com
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This story may have non-consensual sex between males. Don't read it if you're not legally allowed to or if it might disturb you.
Part 23
The boy's surprised cry caught everyone's attention. Max relaxed his grip on my head and I managed to pull away from his cock and turn to see who had called my name. Now it was my turn to be surprised: "Luis!" I cried out. I hadn't been able to recognize him before, not with his head bent back and a man fucking his throat, but now there he was, raising himself on his elbows from the filthy mattress, with streaks of cum plastered on his cute blue-eyed face and his blond hair. His angry look left. No doubt he was furious with me for again witnessing him being fucked.
"So the two pussies already know each other" Cardoso sneered "I bet they even have a competition to see who gets more cock!" Everyone laughed and the short interruption of the action was finished. The two men Luis had been masturbating moved over to fuck his throat and his arse and forced him back down into position. Max pulled my face again to his crotch and rammed his cock in my throat, just as I heard Luis let out a loud moan, signaling that the fourth cock of the afternoon had just been rammed up his willing teen arse-pussy.
It was the second time I walked up on Luis right when he was fucking around. I knew he would be making sure I kept quiet about it, and he wouldn't be gentle about it. In any case, Luis was my last concern right then and I concentrated on giving Max the best blowjob I could in the hopes that would make him ease up his rough pounding of my throat.
At the same time, I felt strong, rugged fingers mauling and spreading my smooth round arse-cheeks and penetrate my tender hole. When I was pulled up to doggy position, Max must have realised he was about to lose first claim to my cunt-hole, so he pulled out of my battered throat and pushed the others aside to assert his rights. As soon as he moved away from my face, another man tried to take his place, but he was pushed away by Cardoso, imposing his seniority as foreman.
To my dismay, I realised his cock was even bigger than Max's. "I wonder if the bitch can recognize the taste of his friend's pussy on my cock" he joked. I figured he had probably been the second cock to fuck Luis, assuming Ramiro had been the first one, as he was the one that had picked him up at the station toilets. True to his word, his cock had a potent flavour of arse-slime, together with the strong tang of stale cock-cheese.
Cardoso tilted my head back, lining up my throat with his hard shaft. My mouth was still dribbling from Max's hard face-fuck as Cardoso shoved in his massive 23cm [9"] prong in one brutal thrust. My body jerked, as I couldn't avoid gagging violently before I had the chance to adjust to having my throat stretched to an even wider girth. The man, old enough to be my grandfather, patted my head and let me know how impressed he was that a boy my age could deep-throat a cock as big as his. Once again, I inexplicably felt somehow proud to hear a man praise my involuntary sexual skills.
Almost at the same time, my sphincter was also stretched to accommodate Max's rock-hard cock. My loose, sloppy hole didn't offer much resistance any longer and he slid easily into me, burying his cock all the way up to his big hairy balls.
For as much as I hated myself for it, my arse welcomed the invasion and bucked back against Max's crotch like it wanted to make sure the whole shaft was inside. Feeling my luscious cunt respond spontaneously to his forceful penetration, Max took that as an invitation to go immediately into full gear, slamming his hard cock deep inside me.
Max and Cardoso pounded me hard on both ends for what seemed an eternity. The other men had regrouped around the two mattresses cheering and shouting obscenities, waiting for their chance to use our tender boy-holes. When Max finally emptied his hairy balls deep inside me, Cardoso immediately took his place. My sore throat appreciated the break, but my arse tensed up in anticipation of an even harder fuck from Cardoso's massive cock.
The rest my throat was granted didn't last long. There were far too many horny, hard cocks around me and Luis for any of our holes to remain without use for long. One of the men moved in front of me and presented his shaft for my wide-open, obedient mouth, but before I managed to take it in, another one pulled my head to the side and jerked a big load of blazing hot sperm all over my face and hair, which raised loud laughs all around me. I was blinking to try to clear the cum burning in my eyes when the first man claimed me back and shoved his cock straight into my accepting throat.
At the back, Cardoso was stretching my arse-ring with his fingers, and then his big knob went past my swollen rosebud, sliding gently until about half of his 23 cm [9"] shaft was inside me. Then he slapped my big cheeks hard, like he was getting me ready for what was to come, and his strong hands held my round hips firmly. I tried to scream when I felt the remaining, and thicker, part of his cock rammed forcefully into me, but the cock lodged in my throat muffled my cry.
As he started force-fucking my hole, he moved his jagged, callous hands over my smooth skin and, to add insult to injury, he got up to my chest and pinched my nipples hard. The inevitable response of my body was evident to all, even if only he could feel the eager contraction of my rectum around his thick cock. Once the secret of my lust-trigger revealed, I knew every fucker in the room would be mauling my little buds to enjoy the uncontrollable effect they had on my cunt-hole.
After he had enjoyed my cock-sucking abilities, and in spite of the lustful clenching of my arse-muscles, Cardoso still showed his stamina by giving my stretched cunt-hole a long, merciless pounding before he eventually spewed out his thick cream deep in my guts. To my utter shame, the combined effect of his cock poking against my prostate and his harsh fingers torturing my nipples brought me inescapably to a boyish orgasm, even before Cardoso himself parted with his thick seed, almost at the same time that the man fucking my face shot his load. It wasn't more than a few drops leaking from my stiff little pecker, but it was more than enough to be noticed, and loudly cheered, by the men around me, taking it as evidence, in their eyes, of my willingness for their perverted abuse.
The moment the two men finally released me from their grip, I collapsed on the mattress, unable to hold myself up on my hands and knees. Before I knew it, I was being flipped on my back. One of them held my head up and I saw them bring closer a bottle they had been passing round. They poured some crude, fiery brandy into my mouth. I tried uselessly to cough it out, but most of it burned down my throat, immediately making me dizzy. "That'll get him in the mood for love", one of them joked.
They gave me a couple more shots of brandy, for good measure, and after that I fell into a sort of drunken trance. I had my head tilted back on the edge of the mattress, right in position for another rough face-fucking. My legs were pulled up and a new cock was rammed up my arse.
I don't really know who exactly fucked me, or even how many men used me. With my head turned down, which only made the alcohol reach my brain faster, I was taking one cock after another in my throat, with their hairy, sweaty ball-sacks over my eyes. When a man using my mouth pulled away, I might catch a glimpse of the next one. As to the ones that banged my open boy-cunt, all I knew of them was the size of their cocks and the way they fucked me. Fortunately, most cocks weren't as big as the first two I'd had to take, from Max and Cardoso, but every man wanted to show off to the others how macho he was by fucking the faggot bitch harder than anyone.
My arse and throat were aching and sore and I felt terribly tired, but I couldn't even beg them to stop. As a cock pulled out of my mouth, I hardly had time to regain my breath before another one replaced it. Some cocks tasted of arse and cum, so I knew they had already been butt-fucking Luis, or maybe even me. Some men didn't last long inside me, probably too horny from watching the others fucking me or Luis. Others took their time using the hole they had managed to occupy. I could hear the constant sound of the men cheering and laughing, drunk with lust and brandy, all around me and to the side where I knew Luis was.
The only men I did recognize were the two black Cape-verdeans that shared me together at some point. Their over-sized cocks were at least as big as Cardoso's and were a strain even for my already stretched holes. The sight of the milky white faggot-bitch being face- and butt-banged by two horse-hung, pitch-black fuckers must have been quite a sight, because the drunken cheering around me got even louder.
I was also made to jerk off cocks with my hands at the same time I was fucked on both ends, just as I had seen Luis doing in the beginning. The hot cum from the men I masturbated, as well as from other men standing around me that were too horny to wait for a turn at a free hole, often ended up splattered over my chest.
My poor nipples were just as sore and swollen and my arse and throat, if not even more. Every man that fucked my arse-pussy made use of the sensitivity of my titties that I loathed so much. Even when I was already on the verge of passing out from exhaustion, my body still responded to the torture of my purple-red buds being mercilessly pinched and twisted between their fingers.
I prayed for it all to end, but I have to admit that in spite of all the hard-ship I was enduring, my miserable little pecker remained embarrassingly stiff. Of course, none of them was merciful enough to give it any relief, but for a couple of times the hard pounding deep inside my pussy was enough to make me reach again my boyish orgasms, identifiable more by the lustful jerking of my body than by the few drops of fluid that leaked out of my gaping piss-slit.
In my drunken state, it took me a while to realize it had stopped at last. I was still on my back, with cum drooling from my mouth and my arse and plastered all over me. Underneath, the mattress was soaked with sweat and cum. My head ached, probably from the alcohol and the lack of oxygen. They pulled me up to my feet, but I couldn't stand on my own. My gaping hole let out a loud fart and a huge gush of slime poured down the inside of my legs. They dragged me by the arms out of the dorm. Right ahead of me, Luis was being taken as well, leaving a trail of slimy dribble on the way.
They took us along a dark corridor, into a room with the same unfinished look where some showers had been improvised. We were put on our knees, side-by-side, on the rough, concrete floor.
It was the first time I managed to look Luis in the face since we had recognised each other. His face was covered in cum and his blond hair was caked in it as well. His mouth was swollen and he even had cum oozing from his nose. I knew I must look pretty much the same. Even through his half-drunken, worn-out look, I could still sense his anger at me for witnessing his degradation.
Cardoso grabbed us both by the hair and brought our faces together. "C'mon faggots, kiss each other, show us what good friends you are. We want to see you make out like two lesbians". Several of the men had followed us gathered around us and all laughed and cheered as we started to make out. Our mouths ranked of cum and cock-sweat, but after all the rough treatment we had endured, even this forced tenderness was soothing and we hugged and kissed with abandon under the amused gaze of the cheering crowd of construction workers and the alcohol in our blood drove away any inhibitions we might have, particularly on the side of Luis.
It was Ramiro that broke up our unexpected loving embrace. He pulled us apart and informed us that it wouldn't be right to let all the cum they had generously deposited inside our pussies go to waste. Before I even realised what he meant, he pushed me down on my back on the cold floor and moved Luis over me. Luis didn't need any coaxing to spread his smooth white arse-cheeks apart, showing me his protruding red arse-ring, dripping with cum. When he lowered it on my face and trapped my head between his legs, I knew I had no choice but to stick my tongue out and push into his cum-filled cunt. "Eat up all that healthy protein", I heard Ramiro tell me.
I had licked Luis's cummy hole before, but this time it was really overflowing with sperm. Every time he pushed open his sphincter, a gush of fuck-slime ran down my tongue and I was forced to lick up. When they thought Luis had fed me all the cum he carried up his arse, they took him off me and made him crawl between my legs to repay the service. I let out a long moan when I felt his wet tongue pushing into my sore pussy. Someone held my legs up so he had easier access to my arse-hole and he did a great job eagerly licking and sucking all the cum dumped inside me.
My tongue didn't stay idle for long. To my surprise, Ramiro straddled me and spread his own hairy arse over my face. He rubbed his arse-crack up and down my face, until he stopped with his arse-ring right on my mouth. "Lick that manhole, faggot, show me what a good arse-licker you are!" he commanded. "This is what I love about faggots", he told the others "they do any shit you want. You couldn't get a girl to do this". I started licking his sweaty shit-hole, but he decided I needed a little incentive and clamped his powerful fingers on my still swollen nipples. Screaming in pain, I stretched out my tongue into his arse as much as I possibly could. At the same time, the lust flared once more inside my own cunt and I pushed it against Luis's sucking mouth. The deep penetration of my tongue made Ramiro moan with pleasure. I can't help wondering what his workmates thought of seeing him enjoying a tongue-fuck with such relish, but it didn't seem to bother him.
After a while, he got up and looked down on me. "You nasty bitch! Your tongue got me hard again". My heart slumped when I looked at his crotch and confirmed that his cock was steel-hard. I knew what was going to happen and started pleading "Please don't fuck me again, please, I can't take it anymore". It was useless. Ramiro pushed Luis away from my arse and got on his knees, pulling my legs up. For a moment, he just rolled his fingers inside my tender, puffed-out cunt, admiring the result of the heavy workout he and his friends had given it. Then his cock penetrated me again, in a long forceful push. It found little or no resistance from my arse-muscles, but now that my sore boy-pussy had cooled down from the long gang-fuck the feeling of a cock pounding me deep inside felt even more excruciating.
To make it worse, some other man decided to put aside any inhibitions about having any sort of anal pleasure and try out the effects of my tongue. I had no alternative but to do as he wanted, especially once he resumed the rough handling of my nipples that Ramiro had stopped.
My strongest fear was that the whole gang-bang was starting again. I knew I couldn't possibly endure it again, with or without the aid of the brandy. Fortunately, once Ramiro shot yet another load up my poor battered rectum and the man I was licking jerked himself off all over my chest and belly, they pulled me up to my knees and did the same to Luis, who I think had had to lick a couple of hairy arse-holes as well.
For a moment, I wondered if we were going to have to put out our little "lesbian" show again. I could sense Luis was more in a hateful mood towards me than a tender one, now that the effect of the brandy started to clear off.
But that wasn't their intention, anyway. Cardoso stood right in front of me and shouted "Open your faggot mouth, bitch. You need my hot piss to wash down the cum from your filthy faggot throat". His burning urine splashed all over my face before he aimed it at my obediently open mouth. The powerful jet gargled in my mouth and made me choke and gag, forcing me to swallow much of the fluid.
The men laughed, cheered and shouted obscenities at us. In no time, streams of steaming, stinking urine started coming from all directions, hitting me and Luis. We were too tired even to try to avoid them and just submitted to it, keeping our mouths open to be used like human urinals.
When the piss finally ran down, they turned on the cold water from the showerheads right above us. We squirmed in pain and tried to crawl away from the freezing shower, but they kept kicking us back under the cold water. Painful as it was to endure it, it did wash away most of the slime that covered us and helped revive us both, getting the circulation fully back into our numb limbs and clearing our heads from the effects of the brandy. Under their instructions, we even spread our arse-cheeks and tried to shit out the remains of the sperm that had been pumped into our rectums, as water cleansed the outside of our slimy, abused cunts.
Back at the dorm, still dripping and shivering, we were finally allowed to pick up our clothes and put them on. Strangely, one of the things I felt as most humiliating was having to dress in front of all of them. Now that I was fully conscious, I felt terribly ashamed of their gaze and their obscene comments. As Cardoso, Max and Ramiro led us back to the outside world, I could hear the drunken goodbyes of the rest of the men, inviting us to come back soon for more "fun". The three of them took us up to the open ground floor, groped our butts as a way of saying goodbye and repeated jokingly that we were always welcome. Then, they left us there and disappeared back down into the basement.