Gay Erotic Stories

Warning: this is a work of fiction; this story contains graphic depictions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. If you are not eighteen or this turns you off, don't read it. New Boy in Town By Nathan Harvey Not bad for a little five foot four lightweight. As the top scholar of my class I’d had many offers but the best was from this Mr. Warren guy. He was the headhunter from a business called The Associates, in South Bend Indiana. It was an unbelievable job offer--I simply couldn’t refuse. After having driven myself like a dog all through High School it was finally paying off. With this job I would be able to build my own computer research department from the ground up. Even after Mr. Warren had sold me on the job, he still went to great lengths telling me about the town elaborating on how South Bend had great social events and activities of all kinds for a city it’s size and I would love it there. Sitting there and listening to that entire dribble about socializing, I could really have cared less. The job that was everything to me--socializing was just not my cup of tea. As my fellow classmates had so bluntly put it--I was a boring sexless nerd! After settling in with a lot of hard work and overtime at the end of two months, my work began paying off. My new department was beginning to function like a true research department. Even with the excitement of work, the confines of my small apartment had begun to get to me. In college I’d never really been alone because there had always been people milling about. Now after work for the first time, I knew what loneliness was. Facing a long weekend with nothing to do and nowhere to go, I had even begun of thinking about buying a television set. I just had to get out of the apartment for a little while or I thought I would go crazy. After stripping down and taking a quick shower, I took a few seconds to trim up my beard. Standing there looking at myself in the mirror, I’d decided I had done the best I could do with what I had to work with. Digging out my favorite faded jeans and pulling them on and throwing on a black and red-checkered shirt and a pair of pair pf penny loafers, I’d finished my outfit. Once I was outside I didn’t bother with the car, it was a warm night and just a short walk from my apartment to the downtown area. From the conversation at work I knew there was some kind of entertainment hub down there. Heading toward the lights, I could make out several bars and pizza places. As I got closer, I saw that they seemed to cater to the college crowd. Moving quickly through the young people milling out on the sidewalks, I began thinking this just wasn’t my scene. Walking a little further, I saw a small flashing sign that read, “The Water Works”. From what I could tell at that distance it looked like it was one of those comfortable old neighborhood bars that had been there for years. Deciding that was my kind of place, I walked quickly down the street to the bar. Pulling open the door, my ears were met by the wail of a heart broken diva screeching her heart out from an all too loud jukebox. Hesitating for a moment about continuing in, I knew I didn’t want to go back to the apartment. Gathering up my courage, I forged on ahead. Once inside, in the dim light I could see a vacant stool at the bar. Sliding onto the barstool, I sat there while my eyes became more accustomed to the dim lighting. I found myself looking at this hunk of a bartender who was now making his way over to me. Smiling brightly at me he asked to see some kind of age identification. Producing my driver’s license he glanced at it saying I didn’t look like I was that old. Handing it back to he asked me what I wanted to drink. After just ordering a draft, he asked if I wanted plain or the golden schooner. Not wanting to show my ignorance, I said the golden schooner. I just watched as he walked over to the taps and began filling one of those big old-fashioned glass goblets that must have held at least a pint of beer. After setting it down he proceeded to pour a shot of Seagram’s into it. Bringing it over to me and setting it down in front of me he proudly announced this was their ‘golden schooner’. He then leaned over the bar, saying he didn’t remember seeing me in here before. He asked me if I was going to the University. I told him no; I had just started working at The Associates. He asked if I knew this guy named David Jenkins in personnel. Shaking my head no, I said I’d only been there a couple of months. He asked me then how I’d heard about the Water Works. Trying to sound clever, I said I was just lucky to find it on my own. Grinning and pushing a dish of bar nuts over in front of me, he smiled and said the first drink was on the house. Sitting there watching him moving back and forth taking care of the other customers, it was hard for me not to stare at him. He was showing everything he had--his jeans were so tight. I had to wonder how he could even walk in them. About then the guy sitting on my left turned and said something to me. Swiveling around seeing this gruff looking guy, he repeated he wanted to buy me a beer. After protesting just enough to be polite, he ordered another golden schooner for me. Turning towards me as he talked, he began pressing his leg against mine. Thinking he would turn back any moment, instead he just kept talking, me that he’d heard me telling the bartender that I was new in town. He then asked me how I like working at the Associates. Without waiting for an answer, he began telling me about his job at someplace called the Hummer plant in Mishawaka. His leg began pressing against me even harder now as he went on telling me about how he liked coming here because these were his kind of people. Swiveling my stool around to ask him what he meant, he changed positions. My knee somehow ended up in his crotch. Feeling stupid, I began apologizing. Instead, he grabbed hold of my thigh and began squeezing it. He said that was about the only action he’d had all night. It was then I began to realize this place just wasn’t any old bar--it was a gay bar! I was thinking of all the places in town I had to pick, I had to come into this one. Looking over to the bartender, I thought it was impossible for him to be gay. He looked like a damn marine drill sergeant. About then this guy on my left nudged me, telling me he was buying my next beer. After my turning to thank him, he called to the bartender telling him he wanted a golden schooner for his new buddy. Looking at that guy I was positive anyone that looked like he did couldn’t be a fagot. He was so hairy; he looked like an animal of some kind. Before I could refuse, the bartender had the golden schooner setting before me. By now the music had grown so loud it was almost impossible to hear. Leaning closer to him to thank him, the smell of his musky cologne almost took my breath away. Pulling back from him he began laughing saying he didn’t mean to frighten the little boy. Still laughing he swiveled around and ripped his shirt open. He said he’d prove he was just a big teddy bear. He grinned and told me his name was Robert and that he was a truck driver out on the road most of the week, so this was his night to party. Then another guy on my right reached around sliding his arm around me and gave me a big squeeze. He told me to call him Gary. Not knowing what to say, I asked him if he was married. He laughed, saying just for a little while, but he wasn’t enough of a man for her. The conversation kept moving back and forth now between Justin the bartender, Gary, Robert and me. Realizing now that Gary and Robert and the bartender were all friends, the more the four of us talked and laughed, I realized that I really was having a great time. Then feeling the need to tinkle, I asked where the rest room was. Gary just pointed to the back saying it was the black door on the left with the big dildo on it. I stumbled back to the bar after taking a leak I found I had another big golden schooner freshly parked in front of me. The three of them just kept setting me up with those golden schooners and soon I’d lost count of how many of them I’d drunk and by now--I didn’t care. All I knew was I had this wonderful warm buzz. That was when Robert began walking over feeding bills into the jukebox and pushing buttons. Then coming back to the bar and pulling me off the stool, he announced he felt like dancing. Looking around and I saw other men dancing together. He just put his arms around me, and pulling me close, we began dancing. It seemed strange to have this big hairy beast holding me, but feeling the softness of his fur and the warmth of his body was intoxicating. For the first time in my life I was dancing--even it was with a man! After a few initial stumbles, we began moving smoothly together. For all his bulk he was really a smooth dancer and as our bodies began to move in unison. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me. It was then he began moving his hips against me in the rhythm of the music and pumping my crotch with his cock. By then I’d begun feeling absolutely giddy. Knowing it was wrong when he pulled my head to his chest--I just didn’t care--I wanted this to go on forever. Suddenly, Gary was standing next to us saying he wanted to dance with me now. Then when Gary gathered me in his arms it seemed natural for him to lead. The record had changed to something fast and he began weaving and bobbing and grinding his cock into my ass. Something inside me compelled me to respond to him. When the music finally stopped, Gary laughed saying he just wasn’t as young as he was once and suggested we just have another drink instead of dancing. Heading back to the bar, he gave my ass a big squeeze. Before I could say anything, Justin the bartender said it was his turn to dance with me. That was when I realized we four were now the only people left in the bar. Leading me out to the little dance floor, Justin pulled me close and our bodies just seemed to begin moving to the rhythms of this slow erotic music. As we danced, Justin’s fingers began undoing my shirt. As he unbuttoned me he kept telling me what a lovely white body I had. Then as we dipped and whirled, he slipped my shirt off of me flinging it aside. Pulling me close and bending his head down to my chest, he began sucking on my nipple. I found myself shivering in delight--I’d never felt anything so erotic before. Still moving to the rhythm of the music with those soft bubbling colored lights of the jukebox, this whole night was all like some erotic dream. Then I felt Justin fumbling with my belt and slipping his thumbs in my jockeys. In one swift motion, suddenly I was standing there before him and the others--naked. Gary and Robert were naked now and joining Justin and I on the dance floor. Their naked bodies closed around me and began moving to the slow rhythm of the music like some savage mating ritual. They just kept circling around me playfully touching, kissing and licking at my body. I was so confused by now, my mind just seemed to shut down as my body began responding to their every touch. Then Justin was standing there in front of me stroking his huge cock. Pushing me to my knees and lifting his enormous cock of his to my lips he gently began working it into my mouth. He was urging me to open my throat and take all of him. I could hear Gary’s voice telling me to breath deeply as he shoved this small glass vial under my nose. After inhaling this fowl smelling stuff, at first I wanted to gag. Then as this feeling of wanton lust began running through my body, I seemed to loose all sense of reality. I now felt someone’s hands on the back of my head. Between the booze and the poppers, these guys had now taken possession of my body as well as my mind. With the music still pouring out of the jukebox in this strange erotic rhythm and those flashing of those bubbling lights my mind just seemed to explode in lust. That cock pressing against my lips just kept pushing until it was suddenly in my mouth. Then it began pumping and driving into me until I finally surrendered letting it sink deep into my throat. Kneeling there naked and sucking on Justin’s cock, each thrust seemed to drain away more of my will to resist, my inhibitions slipped away and the animal lust took over-- they had claimed my very soul. Suddenly, I was surprised and was now feeling hot ropes of cum shooting into my throat. Whether it was instinct or lust, I found myself trying to swallow the shooting cum, but some of it began leaking out of my mouth. When Justin’s cock was finished, he just moved away, giving me to Gary. I found myself now completely willing to do what they wanted. His cock entered my mouth and I took everything he had to give me. Working his cock in my mouth, Gary said he was going to love fucking my ass. Shortly thereafter I felt his body began trembling as he began pumping is seed into me. I found myself voluntarily; hungrily licking his balls and cleaning his cock with my tongue. I had now willingly become their plaything. Seeing Robert’s beautiful hairy naked body waiting there, Robert pushed Gary out of the way saying it was his turn now. As soon as he had his cock to my lips, he began driving it into me like a bitch in heat. Robert was not only built like an animal, he was hung like one and he began fucking my face like a man possessed. I raised my hands to his body trying to slow him down. As soon as my hands felt that coarse body hair of his, I began running my hands all over his body, instead now eager to give him anything he wanted. Apparently not being satisfied with me blowing him, he pulled his cock from my mouth and forced me onto my back on the floor. He positioned himself above me, straddling my face and set about raping my mouth. Forcing his way deep into my throat, he began grinding his hips forcing me to swallow that entire huge weapon of his. Robert had taken me past my breaking point--I had willingly become his sex slave. Seeing my complete surrender to Robert, they all knew I belonged to them now. I could feel one of them lifting my legs then something cool and slick being rubbed on my ass. Then this white-hot pain and my body yet began surrendering to this new invasion. As that cock began working my ass, my mind seemed to go into overdrive and between the pain and the lust, I began bucking and pushing back—eager to drive more of that cock up my ass. As I was being forced back and forth on those two cocks, I knew my night of service had just begun. Swallowing as my throat was filled with yet another load of cum, the boys began this rotation as they continued to plunder my body. From then to dawn I was never without a cock in my mouth or up my ass. Long after the music had died, I was still being pumped full of cum until at last, and even this had to come to an end. With daylight now streaming in the little window in the front of the bar, Gary began pulling me to my feet telling me to get dressed. Then Justin gave me a little kiss saying I was one hot bitch, but they had to get home now. Standing there naked and smelling like some bus station slut, I was being dismissed. I began dressing as I watched them pulling on their clothes. As I pulled my shirt on, I could feel the floor burns all over my body and looking down at my cum covered chest, I was also covered with bites and hickys. It was all I could do to keep from crying, I’d given myself to these guys and now they were throwing me away like a cheap whore. As Justin began leading me to the door, he told me to come back tomorrow night if I wanted them to fuck me again. As the door slammed shut, I told myself I would never go back there again to those brutes. By the time I’d arrived home I knew I had to go back--I needed them now. All that Saturday morning as I tried to get some sleep, I kept tossing and turning. How could I have let them use me kept going over and over in my mind and then I would think, but it felt so right--how could anything that felt that good be wrong. Of all of them, Robert was the one I missed most. Possibly, because he was so masculine and hairy. Then again I could remember feeling Robert fucking my and of course there was Justin, How could I make up my mind. After I woke up, the rest of the day I paced, telling myself no, but knowing I would go back. I had to go back. Stopping and getting a small pizza I managed to wait until about ten O’clock when I passed under the flashing sign and I pulled open the door to The Water Works. Moving along the bar I found an empty stool at the foot of the bar and waited until Justin saw me. Coming over and giving me a wink as he worked his crotch, he said he knew what I wanted. Almost in a whisper I mouthed the word, “You.” Giving me a wink he said, “ You got it Baby!” Going over and filling a schooner, he added a shot then and setting it down in front of me, said that was to lube the pipes for later tonight. Then from out of nowhere, Robert’s beautiful hairy naked body was there beside me. I felt his hand on my ass. All he said was, “Dance with me baby” and pulling me off the stool, swept me onto the floor whispering, “I knew you’d be back for more baby, your ass belongs to us now”. Snuggling in his arms feeling safe, we moved to the rhythm of the music. As we danced someone sandwiched me against Robert and began dry humping my ass. Then I heard Gary whispering in my ear, “Baby we’re going to take you to a place you’ve never been tonight.” As the three of us danced, I could feel their hard cocks pressing against me. When the number ended we headed back to the bar. Slipping onto my stool the boys ordered a beer saying they were gong to sit at a table. Telling me to come with them, I looked up at Justin, who nodded as if giving me permission. Picking up my schooner, Justin told me he would bring it over because it was a silly Indiana law--no customer could carry a drink. By then it was almost eleven o’clock and from time to time someone would stop by our table and talk to Robert or Gary. They would always introduce me as their bitch. It wasn’t long before I was known to most everyone in the room as the new bitch in town. Somehow I began to feel like I was at home. About then Robert pulled me over into his lap and began running his hand up my shirt, pinching my tits saying I just had to get my hard little titties pierced. About then Justin came over with three more golden schooners and set them down on the table. Later, he came over to me and began fastening a leather collar around my neck. Looking up at him, he then bent down kissing me and telling me that was to remind me I was their bitch now. Justin retuned to the bar and Robert pulled me onto the dance floor saying he felt like dancing. As we began moving to the music, I felt him starting to unbutton my shirt. As he pulled my shirt off he handed it to Gary. Then Gary began undoing my belt and I begged him not to. He began muzzling me and saying he wanted everyone to see their bitch’s cute little ass. Then I felt my jeans dropping to my ankles and Robert quickly stooped down whisking off my shoes and jeans. I was now dancing in just my jockeys and white socks. Suddenly I felt the ripping of material and suddenly I was naked and I could feel Robert’s cock working it way into my ass while we were still moving to the slow rhythm of the music. My God I thought, they’re fucking me in front of everyone right here on the dance floor. I could hear Gary’s voice telling me to breath deep and then he shoved that small glass vial under my nose. Inhaling the poppers eagerly, I began loosing all sense of reality. Now lost completely in this wave of lust, I didn’t give a damn who was watching us. By now Gary and Robert were both naked and as they shoved the poppers under my nose, I began to move faster with the music driving myself on Roberts’s cock forcing him to fuck me. The room had circled around us and began clapping to the beat of the music as a strobe light came on making the whole scene even more unreal. From out of nowhere a table appeared and I was pulled across it and my hands and feet were tied to each leg. Suddenly, many hands were all over my body squeezing pinching and fondling me. Writhing in delight as hands and tongues massaged my body the poppers appeared under my nose and I entailed deeply, eager to feel their wonderful effects. Someone was standing there in front of me now pressing his cock to my lips and I heard Gary saying, “Take it baby tonight you’re the bitch of the ball.” Now eagerly I let that hot drooling meat slip into my mouth. No sooner was I impaled on that cock, than I felt another working its way into my ass. All those hands all that caressing and cock after cock working my ass and my mouth. Somehow my mind just seemed to close off and my body began responding to the men like I needed them to feel whole. My whole world was now the hairy crotch in front of me, and that shaft working my ass. Little did I realize I was the special of the bar tonight, the ten dollar fuck. All the boys needed to do was to pay the bartender their ten bucks and he would get to fuck me as much as they wanted. The more I was fucked, the more I began to feel like I was never going to get enough. I wanted it to go on forever, but it did come to an end. As the bar cleared out, I just lay there covered with cum as Justin began untying me. Telling me it was getting late and I should leave now--they didn’t need me anymore. Coming up to me then and fasting a dog collar around my neck, he told me to remember I belonged to them now. Dressing, it was all I could do to keep from crying. Justin led me to the door telling me to get my tits pierced before next Saturday night like Robert had told me to. As the door closed behind me, I began sobbing as I walked slowly home. Asking myself how I could be so damn dumb as to let them sell my body for money, to be fucked by all those men, those three really didn’t care a damn about me, I was just someone to have a good time with and throw away. All the way home I kept thinking I was never going back to that damn bar again. Crawling into bed I began to wonder where I could get my nipples pierced. I knew then I would do anything they told me to do It was when I woke I was too sore to even move. My ass felt like it had been ripped out and as for my throat, well forget it--it was hard even to talk. I tried to remember how many men had had me--and even that was a big blur. I ended up sleeping most of the day and all night. By Monday I felt almost human again. It hurt to walk, but I could manage. By Friday I was almost back to normal and getting all excited about going back to the bar Saturday night. About mid afternoon I got a call from Miss Johnson in personnel requesting that I come down right away. On the way down in the elevator, I suddenly remembered Justin had asked me if I knew this David Jenkins who worked at the Associates in the Personnel Department. Entering the office area, I asked the first secretary I came to who was Mr. Jenkins. Pointing to this glass enclosed office she said he was expecting me. Looking over and seeing this handsome black man about forty sitting there, I felt this flutter in my chest and an involuntary stirring in my groin. As I was looking at him, he looked up and seeing me, waved me inside. The door had no sooner closed and smiling he said, “From what I hear from people Jamie Mason, you’re quite a whore!” Feeling like I could drop through the floor, I said, “I suppose this means I am finished with the company.” Laughing he said what I did on my own time was my business and if I wanted to be Justin’s whore that was fine with him and he would gladly pay the ten bucks to fuck me, continuing on to assure me it was okay. Looking at him setting there, suddenly I blurted out that he could fuck me anytime for free. Standing up, he continued on, saying maybe just this once, but I’d better be careful about sleeping around because if Justin found out, he would take it out of my hide. He didn’t like people fooling around with his property. Saying he would be at my place at six and I’d better be ready to put out. I told him my address. He just laughed saying he knew all about me from the boys at the bar. I had just time enough for a quick shower, when I heard this knocking at the door. Knowing it was David Jenkins; I didn’t bother to cover up. Checking the peephole and seeing this big black hunk standing there, I opened the door and stepped back waiting for him to come in. Standing there with a big grin on his face, he said I looked good enough to eat. As soon as the door closed, he was out of his coat and began unbuttoning his shirt. Watching as he uncovered that big hunky body, by the time he let his slacks drop, I was in heat. Moving quickly to my knees before him and pulling down his Jockeys, his cock sprang free--so big and heavy I had to lift it with my hands to get it in my mouth. He told me to slick him up what he wanted was my white ass. Hauling me into bed and lifting my legs, he no sooner made entry than he gave a great lunge--driving his cock deep inside me. Letting out a scream as he sank deep inside me, he was so damn big I thought he was going to tear me apart. He just laughed, saying I needed to be fucked by a real man to get loosened up. Bending me double, as he kept deep inside me he waited until my body seemed to accept him as part of me. Then feeling my body finally relax, he began this slow even pumping, saying I had one sweet juicy ass. In seconds I was getting that feeling where my body began dictating my mind, turning me into a sex starved bitch. Watching my face, he said now I was getting into it and began slamming his cock deep inside me as I begged him to fuck me even harder. David now like me had become an animal in heat and began rutting like his bitch. Pumping and twisting and bucking as he pounded my ass, it was like my whole body belonged to him now for his absolute pleasure. After milking every last drop of his cum, when he withdrew he pulled me up and shoving his cock into my mouth. Still on that sexual high, I began licking and sucking on him and feeling him expanding in my mouth he seemed to just snake down my throat and again he began sending his cum into my body. Resting now, he began telling me I’d better damn well get used to him; he released this stream of piss into my throat. Standing then and pulling out of my mouth, he said he was going to take a quick shower and then we could go eat. Following him into the bathroom, he smiled saying it looked like his little whore needed some more fucking. As if under his spell, I slid into the shower with him and allowed him to bend me over--eager for him he sunk that monster cock into me. After getting his nuts off again, we washed then and dressed. It was when he was dressing I asked him if he knew where I could get my nipples pierced. Looking over at me and smiling, he asked if it was Justin who told me to get nipple rings. He then said he had a friend that would do it for me, and it would be painless. Asking how there would be no pain, he said he would inject each nipple with some Novocain and then presto in a few minutes I would have nipple rings. Asking how much it would cost me he said, “Probably a good fuck!” Telling me to pull on some jeans and a soft shirt he would drive me over and have me done. I followed him down to his car. I was somewhat surprised to he was driving a sporty Chrysler Sebring. I was thinking, that figures, only a middle aged gay man would drive such a car. Crawling into the front with him, he pulled out and drove through town and out on the highway. We must have traveled about five miles when he pulled into this grungy looking roadside shack. It had a sign in the window reading “ Tattoos and Body Piercing Cheap”. Leading me inside, I came face to face with this big grungy bear. He promptly grunted, “What the fuck we wanted.” David pulled me forward saying I wanted to get my nipples pierced. Looking over me he asked if I was going to pay with money or trade. David said we got money but we can also settle for trade. Pulling me around and looking over me he said, “He ain’t much to look at, tell him to strip.” I absolutely had to have my nipples pierced because Justin had told me to in no uncertain terms. So, peeling off my clothes and laying them on the floor, I stood there while this big ugly man inspected me like a side of beef. Looking over at David he said, “You want a Prince Albert and a navel?” David said, “No, just the titties”. Pinching my nipples he began laughing as he saw my cock beginning to swell, saying I was a hot one and he was going to love fucking my ass. Grabbing my arm and leading me to the back, the bear had me sit in a chair and taking a needle, began filling it with a clear fluid. He then looked in my direction saying, “This will make you numb and then I can pierce your tits.” By the time he had his supplies out he said I’d be ready.. Pulling out these rings, he said as long as I was going to do it, not to fool around with the small gage, we would go right to a real tit ring. Holding up these heavy circles of metal he said, “Look at these babies, six gage and you’ll look like a real bitch with these in you’ll tits”. Telling him I thought they were too big, he said not to be a wimp, it wouldn’t hurt as much as when you lost your cherry. Afraid to protest anymore and bowing my head I said, “Whatever you thinks is best for me”. Looking over to Dave he said, “This one’s been trained real good.” David laughed saying his friends really knew how to break in a new boy. Sitting there as he took this clamp and squeezed my tit, he then took this that big blunt needle and expertly ran it through my right nipple. Looking down, I didn’t feel a thing—only a bit of pressure. Then I watched him run this big silver ring through the tit. Then he did the other one. After dabbing a bit of saline solution on the tits, he said I was finished and now it was time for the fucking. Watching him as he began stripping, when he dropped his jeans all I could think of was getting that cock of his up my ass. Somehow it didn’t matter whom or what a man looked like, all that mattered was what hung between his legs and this bad more than enough to fill me. Dropping down to my knees to lube him up and then assuming the position, he mounted me. As he hammered his cock in my ass, David began fucking my face. It was all over too soon for me. Pulling on my jeans and following David out to the car, this big bear of a man said that when I was ready for a Prince Albert—be sure to come back. When David dropped me at the apartment he said he would be sure to let Justin know when he wanted me again. Not bothering to shower or even brush my teeth, I slid into bed naked--still tasting David’s cum in my mouth. It was about Midnight when I woke with terrible searing pains in my tits. Crawling out of bed and staggering into the bathroom, I managed to mix a little warm salt water and started dabbing at my new rings. Finally I got the idea of pouring some salt water into two shot glasses. I held them up to my nipples and that seemed to help a little. Taking a handful of aspirin, I crawled back into bed and finally got to sleep. When I woke the next morning, I was ready to cry from the pain in my nipples. I couldn’t bear to even have my shirt touch them. By evening they had begun feeling a little better, but I pulled the biggest shirt I had out of my closet. It still hurt to have anything rub against either nipple. As I was dressing, I admired my nipples and the new large rings in the mirror. I was proud of them and eager to show them off to Robert, Justin and Gary. I wanted to please them all. It was almost ten o’clock when I pulled open the door of The Water Works. As soon as I was inside I made a beeline to the bar. As my eyes became accustomed to the lights of the bar, I was surprised to see David sitting at the bar talking to Justin and the boys. I began to realize then that he Justin, Robert and Gary were all friends. . Sliding onto the bar stool and undoing my shirt to show Justin my new nipple rings, I told them all that David had taken me to have them done. He just smiled, saying I did good. Setting me up a Golden Schooner he said David had rented me to a couple of the regulars as their party boy tonight and that I would have a real good time. I was quickly learning what I had given up when I had surrendered my body to these four men. I had become their property to do with, as they wanted. I was their slave now--their whore! Bowing my head all I could think of to say was, “Yes Sir.” About then I felt Robert’s hands on my nipples and pulling on the rings I let out a little yelp. Spinning me around to see them he said he liked them. Feeling proud I had pleased him and as he groped my cock those animal feelings of lust were taking over my mind and I needed to be fucked and fucked hard. Just about then David told Justin it was time to deliver me to the clients. Pulling me from the stool and leading me over to this table where four older men were sitting, had me turn showing myself off to them. One of them leaned over groping me and reaching up gave a pull on my nipple ring. Trying not to scream out from the pain, Robert told them not to fool with the nipples that they rings were new. Then as an after thought, he said he would give them a discount because of my sore little titties. David then pushed me to my knees, telling me he had some things to settle with the gentlemen. After a little talk and money had changed hands, David told them to be sure to have me back by morning. He attached a leash to my collar and handed it to one of the men. Following behind the men, we briefly stood just outside the bar waiting, and then this Blue Van pulled up and the side door slid open. Leading me over to the van and telling me to get in and get naked, I understood my duties now, I was Justin and the boy’s whore. I had to make them proud of me. As the truck moved through the dark streets to god knows where, I began my duties. All that mattered now was giving pleasure to these men. Comments to Nathan Harvey Harveynate@AOL.com