T Room Slave

Published on Jul 1, 1996

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T-ROOM SLAVE

It's really raining up a storm outside. I just couldn't sit in my apartment all day by myself. So I'm sitting here in the basement bathroom of the student union. I'm no student, but it's a really hot T-room. I've brought my latest copy of Drummer for those lulls in the action when no one interesting is on the other side of the glory hole. I sucked off one really long skinny cock a few minutes ago. The guy came in about 30 seconds. Now I hear the door open. My cock twitches. Somebody is looking throught the crack next to the door to my stall. He seems to be bearded and is wearing a leather jacket. So-far-so-good. I show off my dick for him. I see him fingering the fly of his pants. He whips out his dick which isn't hard yet. Since we're the only ones here I open my door. BINGO!! There stands in front of me a leather GOD. He must be 30 years old. Short cropped black hair, beard, intense black eyes, big hands, bigger cock. It's getting hard now. Just the kind I like. Long, cut and fat. The kind you have to shove a little to get it all down my throat. He stood there stroking it, teasing me.

"Suck it!" he whispered and commanded all at the same time.

As I slowly took his cock in my mouth I glimpsed a black handerchief and the outline of handcuffs in the back left pocket of his jeans. I greased up his cock with my mouth and it got hard right away (I've been complemented many times on my expert cocksucking technique). His left hand went to the back of my head shoving his cock all the way down while his right hand pulled on one of my nipples. Not a minute later I heard the door open again. I flinched, but he held my head in place and looked out the door.

"It's all right" he said - but not to me.

In walked two other leather studs and a security guard.

"Lock the door" he was speaking to the other guys.

"That's right boy (NOW he was addressing me). You're gonna take care of all of us before we let you out."

He let go of my head and pulled me up off the toilet and out of the stall.

"Take off your clothes boy!"

I looked around at the other three guys. The two leather clad men were average height, dark hair, very muscular with mustaches and long sideburns. They were younger, leather punks. The guard was another story. He must have been 40, 6'4", blond and cleanshaven. I couldn't see his eyes, he was wearing mirrored sunglasses.

As I quickly took off all my clothes they rubbed their cocks through their pants. The security guard's dick went down his pants leg almost to the knee. My eyes were riveted to that huge sausage in his pants. The guard spoke:

"You boys play with him for awhile, I like to watch a little before I get started. Don't worry about the noise. I closed off the wing. No one can get near this place."

"Good!" said the first guy as he grabbed my arm behind me and cuffed it. "Hope you like being tied up boy! If you don't it's too bad."

I now was getting a little scared. The two punks took off the wide leather belts around their waists as the first guy pushed me down to my knees and shoved his cock back in my mouth. He started fucking my face as they whipped my ass. I was grunting with every beltstroke, but I couldn't make too much noise as my throat was filled with fat, juicy dick. This was really turning him on and I could feel him getting close to cumming. He stopped slamming his hips into my face, pulled back and shot all over.

The other two stopped belting my ass and started to take off their pants. Their bodies were totally hairless which showed off their muscles and cocks. They pulled me to my feet. One guy started tieing up my cock and balls with clothsline. The other took some grease from his gym bag and slid two fingers up my ass.

I looked over at the guard who still was rubbing his hard dick through his pants. There was a small wet stain coming through the fabric.

I felt fingers sliding out of my ass only to be replaced by cock.

This kid was really good. He didn't shove his cock in with one big thrust, he slowly pushed and let me get used to his cock being all the way up my hole. He held me tight against him and I felt my tied-up balls being pulled by the ropes. I looked over in the mirror and saw my balls being tied up to the balls on the guy whose cock was up my ass. He started to fuck me hard.

Pulling my balls off with every stroke.

The other punk stood up and bent me over on to his cock.

They fucked me from both ends, one cock coming out as the other was going in. Sometimes they both rammed in at the same time.

This went on for some time. My jaw started to ache as they sped up the rhythem. They were groaning pretty loudly. Their voices reverberated from all sides. The one fucking me started slapping my red ass and when they came I was seing stars.

By this point I was getting pretty tired, but I wondered when I was going to see that guard's huge piece of meet - and wondering what, if anything, I was going to be able to do with it.

They untied my balls and took the handcuffs off. I rubbed my wrists which were sore.

"These will feel a little better boy!" as the first leather man replaced the handcuffs with padded wrist restraints. Then the guard came over and attached ropes to the restraints and tied my hands to some pipes overhead. He had me hanging from the ceiling with only my toes able to touch the floor.

"Do you want a crack at his ass before I bust it open?" the guard said to the first leather stud.

"Now it's my turn to watch," he replied.

The guard started slapping my ass with his bare hands. Pretty soon I was yelling and dancing. I didn't think I could take much more when he suddenly stopped.

"That's the only thing that really makes my cock fully hard," he said as he walked around in front of me. His cock was hanging out of his pants. It was bigger than I imagined any cock could possibly be. It was at least 11 or 12 inches long and thick as my tied up wrists.

He reached for the grease and got his pole all slicked up. What ever reservations I had about sitting on that huge prod were replaced by the challange of it. To know what a cock like that would feel plunging in and out of me.

"Get ready boy 'cause you're gonna take this whole thing up your ass!"

That was the only warning I had.

He placed the head of his cock against my well used asshole and pushed me right off the floor. My body weight forcing me down on him. I got stuck about halfway down. He put his arm around my waist and pushed me down on the rest of him.

I screamed.

"Scream all you want boy, nobody can hear you."

He moved back a little so my feet could once again touch the floor and pulled his cock out of my ass about 4 inches. Then he jerked forward - shoving his cock back in. I flew off the floor.

He was very good at this kind of cock dancing. Back and forth, lifting me off the floor with his cock and then down again. I was making all sorts of animal noises. Finally, my ass was getting the hang of it. That's when he really started to fuck.

Taking his cock out farther and ramming it back in harder and faster. The other guys were jerking their dicks furiously. They had never seen a demonstration like this before. They came over to me and started playing with my tits and jerking me off too.

We all came in a few moments. I screamed again when the guard took his cock out.

They left me hanging there as they all walked out of the t-room.

I heard them laughing down the hall. A minute later I heard the door open. It was the guard. He started to untie my hands.

"Come on with me boy. You're mine now."

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