“Do a good job, or you’re going to be sucking Deandre’s cock next after he’s done fucking your ass,” Robert commanded from nearby.
“Good positioning!” Angelica announced before snapping a few more pictures.
Elliot couldn’t concentrate on anything except the cock in his mouth and the one filling his ass. He managed to figure out how to breathe around him, taking heavy breaths through his nose when he pulled back before shoving forward again. He felt his stomach try to rebel and almost thought he was going to vomit up everything he’d eaten at dinner, but he managed to stop it before it happened.
“If you puke on me, you’re going to be so sorry,” David admonished as he gripped his hair even tighter.
Elliot didn’t know how long it had been since they started fucking him, but it felt like forever. It felt better than he had ever dreamed, though, and he could feel himself dripping continuously. Suddenly, Deandre leaned over him again, thrusting hard and sliding a hand from his arms underneath him to grab his cock.
“He’s leaking like crazy,” Deandre said, and Elliot felt his face heat up. He had to be harder than he’d ever been in his life.
“I think he likes it,” Robert snarked. “Finish up so he can service me.”
“Yeah, yeah, I’ll bust my nut soon enough,” Deandre growled, fucking into him harder than before.
Tears were streaming down his face constantly and he couldn’t stop them as David grabbed his head with both hands and shoved down into his throat with a grunt. Elliot felt the cock throb in his throat as he came. When David pulled out, Elliot coughed to try and clear his airway and he felt something dripping from his mouth. Behind him, Deandre seemed to be getting closer because he was ramming into him hard enough that he was shaking the bed. Elliot flexed his hands in their binding and let out a ragged moan.
“Ya sound like a bitch in heat.” Deandre continued jerking him off.
The words sent him over the edge, and he screamed as he came unexpectedly. Deandre paused, wiping his dirty hand on Elliot’s lower back, then thrust a couple more times until he slammed into him hard and Elliot could feel the pulsing of his cock as he came too. Finally, he pulled out, slapping his ass hard as he stepped back.
“Bring him here,” Robert said. Elliot glanced over to see that he was sitting in the chair again. Elliot had completely missed when Robert had moved away from the foot of the bed. His head was not entirely clear so he couldn’t be sure of anything at the moment.
Using the ropes and shirt around his forearms, Deandre yanked Elliot to his feet and led him stumbling over to Robert. “On yer knees, slut.”
Elliot fell to his knees without much thought. Robert grabbed his hair and forced his length into his throat until he struggled to breathe, then let him up enough to get a breath before shoving him back down on again. Elliot saw the flash of the camera again and knew Angelica was still in here taking pictures. He didn’t know how long he was used by Robert, being forced up and down, but eventually Robert tightened his hold on his hair and forced his head down all the way, sliding his cock down his throat and coming. Robert yanked him off and shoved him back, making Elliot lose his balance and fall to the floor onto his sore ass. He felt someone’s legs stop him from falling further and looked up to see Deandre still standing there behind him. He blinked, somewhat dazed, and turned back toward Robert who was staring at him from where he sat in the chair.
“Not bad for a newbie,” Robert told him, dragging a hand through Elliot’s now mussed hair.
Tommy came forward as Deandre stepped back and Tommy grabbed him by the forearms and dragged him up to his feet. He pulled him back to the bed where he fell onto his stomach again. “You’re not done yet, princess.”
“No, no more, please...” he whimpered. Tommy shoved at his ass, growling at him to get on the bed. Tommy climbed on to sit at the head where David had been sitting earlier. Elliot didn’t move from the position he’d fallen.
“Come here. You better not make me say it again.”
Elliot got up on his knees and moved toward him. As soon as he was close enough, Tommy reached out and grabbed him by the arm to pull him toward him to straddle his lap.
“Bottle?” Tommy requested, and David tossed it to him. Elliot had no idea when David had moved over to the side of the bed like that, but he was having trouble keeping track of everyone.
Elliot now realized the bottle was lube. At least they are using lube, he thought as Tommy poured some on his hand and slicked his cock with it. Tommy grabbed his hips to move him, so he was hovering over him.
“You’re going to ride, and you’re going to do it well, or we’re going to shove two cocks up your ass at the same fucking time.” Elliot gulped, thinking there was no way that was anatomically possible.
Tommy positioned him and Elliot felt the head at his entrance. Elliot supposed that this position was technically giving him control, but he definitely didn’t feel in control of anything. Elliot lowered himself slowly. It must have been too slow for Tommy because he thrust his hips up into him sharply. Elliot whimpered as he felt his cock shove the rest of the way into him. He didn’t know exactly how to ride someone, so he tried his best. After a few minutes of slowly riding him, Tommy growled and dumped him over on his back, slamming down into him without pulling out. Elliot groaned at the odd position since he was laying on his arms. Tommy lifted his legs up and rested them over his forearms. Elliot felt his cock against his stomach leaving stickiness behind and realized his own arousal had returned in full.
“This slut is already hard again,” Tommy snarled out as he thrust into him harshly.
“What kinda guy gets off on getting raped by four guys?” Deandre said from the other side of the bed.
Elliot felt his face flush red and he turned away, only to have it grabbed and yanked back to face Tommy again. “Don’t look away, bitch. I’m not done with you yet.” Tommy started brutally slamming right into the spot which felt really good every time he thrust in and out.
By that point, he was moaning pretty much nonstop. Elliot gasped as he suddenly orgasmed only from being fucked in the ass. Tommy grunted and thrust into him a couple more times before he shot inside him. After a second, he pulled out, leaving Elliot with the sensation of fluid dripping out of him. He thought they were done. They had to be done.
“I haven’t had his ass yet,” David said, getting Elliot’s attention.
David was standing beside the bed, apparently having been there the whole time. He leaned over and grabbed Elliot by the leg near the ankle and spun him toward him. Then he reached out and rolled him over to his stomach, leaving his legs dangling off the bed.
Before his mind could register what was happening, he plunged down into him with surprising ease. He whimpered as David fucked him, but this time he was doing his ass. Everything felt so amazing and good as he felt him moving in and out of him again and again. Elliot didn’t want David to stop. He saw the flash again out of the corner of his eye. How many pictures had she taken so far? He didn’t know, or care, he just wanted them to keep fucking him because he couldn’t think straight at all.
“He’s gonna get off again if you keep fucking him like that,” he heard Deandre say, and he was right. Elliot whined as he noticed his cock rubbed against the sheets and was hard once more.
“This bitch loves to be fucked. Such a cock whore,” David said as he thrust into him harder and faster.
“I’ve never seen a slut take this many dicks and still be able to get off on it,” Deandre laughed.
Elliot felt David come inside him then, leaving his own arousal throbbing and pressed between his belly and the sheets. David flipped him over on his back and laughed. “Look at this, he’s still dripping.”
Elliot moaned as David began stroking him. He knew he wouldn’t be able to last very long at the rate things were going. He couldn’t believe he’d already gotten off twice and was almost there a third time. He’d never ever been able to orgasm so many times before. Th
en, David leaned over and sucked Elliot into his mouth. Elliot’s eyes went wide, and he gasped at the sensation of his mouth on him. It wasn’t his first blow job, of course, he’d had girls do it before, but this felt different. Hotter and more...something. He couldn’t name it but there was something there. He nearly screamed when he came in David’s mouth.
Honestly, his mind was completely blank. Everything sort of blurred together and the world disappeared; he couldn’t think, he couldn’t move, he couldn’t do anything.
But the strangest thing happened. He felt someone untie his arms, and Elliot was wrapping his arms around whoever was nearest to him, clutching them desperately. He was still panting for breath, and he hurt in so many places; he felt completely amazing.
“There, now, yer alright,” he heard, and it sounded like Deandre.
“Have you got him?” That was Robert’s voice.
“Yeah, you can head home, we’ll take care of him,” came David’s voice from the other side of him.
“Call if you need anything,” Tommy said, and he heard the door open and close.
“I’ll leave you alone,” Angelica whispered and there was another bright camera flash behind his eyelids.
Elliot had no idea what was going on, but he needed something that he couldn’t name. He whimpered as he felt arms tighten around him. He felt someone’s fingers threading through his hair.
“There’s a good boy,” he heard, feeling hot breath on his ear from behind. “You did so well! Everything was intense and you were wonderful.”
“Yeah, you did good, just like we knew you would.” That was Deandre’s voice from in front of him.
He realized he was still crying, but it wasn’t like he was in pain or frustrated; it felt entirely different than before. Now he just felt warm and like the tears were draining everything negative away. He felt something soft against his naked skin, and the warmth of the other bodies where they clutched him tightly. He felt soft kisses on the back of his neck and his upper back, as well as against his face and throat, and it felt good. The hands gently stroking down his sides and through his hair were so comforting. He couldn’t explain the way he was feeling, but it was blissful and relaxing.
“I think he’s going to fall asleep before he comes out of it,” David’s voice was sounding far away behind him.
“It’s okay if you need to sleep, Elliot,” Deandre told him. “We’ll take care of everything, don’t worry. You’re safe and taken care of right now.”
Elliot felt his mind starting to blank out like he was falling asleep, but he was still keenly aware of the sensations of his body. Every ache, every pain was amplified, but instead of being something bad, it only served to remind him how good he was feeling right then. He sighed, tightening his grip on who he guessed was Deandre and nuzzled his face into his warmth. Suddenly, he had to sleep right then, and he fell into a deeper and more dreamless sleep than he’d ever had.
SOMETIME LATER, HE woke up feeling comfortable and warm. He wasn’t sure what time it was, but he felt like he’d slept for quite a while. At first, he couldn’t remember what had happened, then as he started moving around, his sore body reminded him keenly of what had gone on the night before. His eyes flew open and he slowly sat up. He was in the bedroom in Angelica’s house. Obviously, he’d been cleaned up and someone had dressed him in a set of pajamas. He saw his clothes neatly hung on the hook behind the door. He got up a very slowly because of the pain and changed into his own clothes.
He opened the door and smelled food, causing his stomach to growl in hunger. He swallowed and followed the hallway back to the kitchen where Angelica was busy setting plates on the table. She looked up as he came into the room.
“Come on, sit down. You are probably hungry,” she said and indicated a chair. She sat down a plate with bacon, eggs, and toast on it.
It was like a dreamworld as he sat down. He jerked and had to adjust a little from the pain as he tried to get comfortable in the chair. He looked at the plate of food and a cup of tea, then looked up at her. She was wearing a set of flannel pajamas and she had no makeup on like the night before. She was acting like everything was normal. As if last night he hadn’t experienced what he did in this very house.
“The boys will be back in a minute,” she told him as he realized there were three other plates set out.
He heard talking coming from the hallway and looked up to see Deandre and David chatting with each other.
“Are you going to the Blues game this week?” Deandre asked, hands shoved in the pockets of his jeans as he walked.
“Nah, couldn’t get tickets and didn’t wanna bother Robert about it,” David replied.
They both turned to Elliot and smiled as they paused by the table. “Good morning, sweetheart,” Deandre said.
Elliot thought the whole thing was too surreal after what happened last night. Then it dawned on him.
“You’re all from the Real Fantasies Forums, aren’t you?” he asked glancing over to see Angelica smiling at him from across the table. He cleared his throat, realizing it was quite sore and his voice was rough sounding.
“Ah, I knew you were a smart one last night while we were out and about. You were even smart enough to let me prattle on about everything without interruption. That’s a rarity I find with men,” Angelica told him, and gestured to the cup of tea. “Now, drink your tea. It has honey and will help your throat.”
Deandre sat down next to him, and David across from Deandre. Deandre picked up his fork and looked over at Elliot. “Yeah, Robert runs the forums. He usually don’t get involved in the fun, but your message intrigued him and he wanted to come join us.”
“So, it was all an act,” Elliot mumbled, feeling somewhat amazed at everything.
“Of course, you don’t think we’d actually force someone against their will, do you?” David said around a mouthful of food.
“So, who’s house is this?” Elliot asked.
“Oh, it’s my house,” Angelica said, sitting down herself. “I just took you to the spare room I use when someone’s over. We’ve had this planned ever since we found you on the dating app and put together that you were the same person. You listed your email address publicly, and in your fantasy response, you said you liked to use that dating app to meet girls.”
“Yeah, you rambled on quite a bit, you know. One of the more detailed responses Robert’s ever gotten. Usually they’re just like ‘I want to be raped by a stranger’ and that’s it. You went all out.” David smiled at him.
“So, this Robert, he runs the forum and reads all those requests?” Elliot asked, eating slowly as he spoke.
“Yeah, he’s a big shot CEO of Reid Productions, but he’s always been interested in people and sex. I’ve known him for a couple of years because I’m an intern at his office building here in St. Louis,” Deandre explained. “David here is my roommate, and one day we happened to find out about what Robert did on the side.”
“How in the world did you do that?” When Elliot thought about it, his eyes went wide.
“David here’s a computer whiz. He hacked into the website and found out who hosted it and we got caught. To our surprise, Robert wasn’t really pissed so much as impressed David got around his security,” Deandre smirked.
“Yeah, I work for him now, too, because he hired me on the spot to help with his cyber security,” David said, shoveling a forkful of eggs in his mouth. “I’m finishing up my master’s program in computer science here at UMSL this year.”
“And I really am a photographer for a local magazine,” Angelica told him. “I do photo shoots on a regular basis for some amazing models in the area. And I got some phenomenal shots last night.”
Elliot’s face reddened. “You did? What are you going to do with them?”
“Oh, I thought you’d like something to commemorate the event, so I’m going to put together a memory book for you. It will be lovely!” she said with a grin, putting down her fork and standing up. She picked up her a
nd David’s now empty plates.
“I want another egg, sis,” Deandre piped up. “If you will, please,” he said, giving her a pouty look.
She sighed dramatically. “I guess.” She turned and went back to the stove again.
“Why does Robert run the forum?” Elliot was curious about how it all worked.
“He enjoys it, more than anything. Plus, now and again he gets a hookup with someone. His wife doesn’t care; she’s got her own boyfriend on the side who he knows about. They have an open marriage, so they both play around,” David explained.
“Yeah, and he likes to make people happy, especially those who have out-there fetishes. He knows it’s hard for those people to get them fulfilled. But David and I often do board requests together for him, and Tommy too. Tommy’s Robert’s nephew, actually, and he also works for Reid Productions,” Deandre said, smiling as Angelica plopped another hard-fried egg down on his plate. “Thanks, sis! You’re the best.”
“Did you get enough to eat, honey?” she asked Elliot. “I can make another egg for you, too, if you want.”
“Oh, no, I’m fine! Honest. Thank you so much for the food,” Elliot said as he passed his dishes over to her. He cleared his throat again, still somewhat hoarse despite the tea.
She took it and nodded. “Alright, as long as you got enough to eat.”
“You go to school?” Deandre scarfed down his egg.
“Yeah, I go to UMSL, too. I’m in the nursing program.” Elliot crossed his arms over his chest and nodded at him.
“That’s cool. So, how long you have a fantasy about being gang raped?” David asked, leaning back into his chair with a grin.
Again, Elliot felt his face flush. “Well, it started a while ago when this roommate of mine showed me a video, telling me it was sick and twisted and stuff, but I really liked it. After that, I started looking for videos and images online, and then I found the forum linked under a video I was watching.”
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