MM HitchHiker & Bikers

I was hitch hiking. After about 15 minutes or so, I started to see a truck moving in my direction. I was glad to see someone who could maybe help me. I stood up and made some signs for the trucker to stop, as it kept getting closer. However, it wasn't stopping. The truck sped past me, as if I wasn't even there.
I had to wait almost half an hour for the next vehicle to show up; this time, however, it was a motorcycle. But not just any bike; it looked to be one of those outlaw bikes you would see gangs use in movies. I was unsure if I would even want to call the attention of a potential biker gang member. However, even when I didn't make a move, the biker seemed to be slowing down. I was getting worried about the potential danger that could come from this, but in my desperation, my mind also thought that he might be stopping to help out.

The biker stopped at the back of my parked car. He didn't say anything as he got off his bike and began approaching me. He was pretty decently tall, just a little over 6 feet. He was wearing all leather, from his jacket to his pants, and he even had some thick leather biker boots on that made him look even more menacing. As he took off his helmet, I could see he looked pretty well kept, with a nice cut beard and combed brown hair. After he finally walked over to my side with his helmet at his hip, he began talking to me in a pretty deep voice.

"What are you doing on the side of the highway?" He said it, almost mockingly. "Don't tell me it's some dumb shit like you ran out of gas or something." He smirked, as if he knew he was right. which he was.

"Yeah, that's exactly it." I responded, almost embarrassed. "Could you help me out?"

"I mean, I was planning to." He began. "I'm not the type of man to leave a guy out baking in the sun." He stated, as he held out his hand, which I now noticed was also wearing leather gloves.

"Thank you so much... I sighed in relief at finally finding someone who was willing to save me. I grabbed the man's hand, and he told me to get on his bike with him. He said he knew a place for me to get gas for my car that was not that far from where we were. I followed him over as he sat on the motorcycle seat, waiting for me to get on.

"So, I just sit right behind you?" I ask a little nervously, since it seems quite an awkward situation. "On the same seat?"

"Of course. Also, hold my hips so you don't go flying." He said it with a pretty serious face. making the motion of holding his own hips with his left hand.

"Really?" I asked, a bit uncomfortable with touching another man's hips. It just felt odd to me.

"If you're worried about looking like a homo when you are about to overheat, we might have some more problems on our hands." He said it with a chilled-out expression. His logic was sound, so I was obliged to get along with him.

I sat right behind him, placing my hands on his hips kind of loosely in order to not make myself feel too weird. This was the closest I had been to a man. I knew I was straight and was not feeling comfortable touching a man in this way. He clearly noticed how weakly I was holding him since, as he started up the bike, he took his left hand and placed it on mine, turning his head around to look at me.

"You've got to hold on harder than that if you don't want to fly away!" He claimed that as the bike began to run, it got faster by the second. From the speed, I was forced to now not only hold his hips but fully hug this stranger by his hips and chest.

The bike was going so fast at this point that I couldn't speak. I closed my eyes, and part of me was so shocked and scared that I barely felt like I could hear the sound of the bike speeding through the highway. It took some time of silent riding before we began to slow down. I couldn't tell how long it was or how far we had gone, but we seemed to have arrived at our destination. As the bike stopped, I noticed we were in a parking space, surrounded by some bushes.

"Where is this?" I asked as I saw the empty area I was in. I began to go alert after being alone with a random man in the middle of nowhere.

"A place where some of my folks like to meet." He revealed. "It's pretty hidden from the rest of the highway, but I called some of my buddies to come help you out." They'll be here in some time." He then removed his helmet and sat on the floor next to his bike.

"Oh, okay, I guess I can wait..." I told him, knowing I had no choice but to sit next to this stranger in the strong heat.

"By the way, what's your name?" He asked. It made sense he would ask that; in fact, it might have taken a bit too long for him to be curious about who I was.

"It's Andrew." I said calmly. "What about you?" "What's your name?"

"Call me Will." He responded quickly, taking off his leather jacket, which for some reason had nothing underneath.

"Wait, what are you doing?" I asked, slightly startled by seeing him shirtless out of nowhere.

"It's hot out today, and this jacket makes me sweat like a pig." He pointed at his jacket. His shirtless body brightly reflected the sun from the sweat on his chest. "You should take your shirt off as well!" It's clear you're boiling hot in this heat! "It'll be good for you," he said, pointing at my own shirt.

I was hesitant, but it was true. I was getting really hot even with the slight shadows of the bushes around the parking area. However, I didn't like the thought of another man seeing my shirtless body. Especially when Will had a very defined set of muscles compared to me. "I'm not really comfortable doing that," I admitted.

Will walked over to his bike and took out a big bottle of water. It looked very appealing, cold, and perfect for this harsh summer heat. "Well, then, at least drink this, so you don't die on me." He said, pushing the water bottle into my hand. I drank a bit, leaving some for Will to drink as well. It had a weird, sour taste as it went down my throat, but I didn't question it too much.

After I gave the bottle back to Will, I noticed that his pants and gloves were now off as well. How he took them off so quickly, I did not know. I coughed in surprise at the view of his muscular legs and his tighty whities. "Umm, why did you take off your pants?" I asked Will, slightly startled, as I began to move away from him a bit.

"It's hot out." "I've told you already." He claimed it, as if it were obvious. "Leather gets really hot." He said as he began caressing his own slippery, sweaty pecs. I was just looking at his pecs at this point. It felt so weird. He seemed so overly comfortable while being almost naked around me.

I was speechless at this point. "You like what you see?" Will asked, as he noticed me staring.

"No-" Startled by the question, I couldn't continue talking. "I don't..." I looked away, looking at the ground around my feet. What were those feelings I was having?

However, Will knew that this conversation was not over, as it seemed. As I continued to look away, I started to feel something near my thigh. I looked over to see Will's hand moving up and down my leg. "Don't lie to me." "I can tell the truth by just looking at you." He stated this seductively as he continued to caress my thigh.

I was speechless. I just looked at the hand that was on my leg and noticed Will moving towards me. He positioned himself between my legs, looking directly into my eyes. This felt weird. I was straight, but with Will, it seemed like I was in a trance in that moment. It could have been the heat, but at the time, I didn't care. I continued looking at Will's eyes as he began tugging at my shirt. He pulled my shirt over my head and took it off. I just let it happen.

"You look good," Will said as he saw me shirtless. I didn't consider myself that good-looking, but Will's words really filled me with confidence.

"Thank you..." I managed to say as I continued looking at Will's beautiful brown eyes and chiseled face. I truly forgot about my sexuality in that moment. I then saw how Will's face started getting closer and closer, and finally, I felt his lips touch mine. I was kissing a man!

I accepted his kiss and felt his tongue open my mouth and begin to move around. It was not only a kiss. I was making out with a man! At that point, I stopped thinking and placed my hands on the sides of Will's head and pulled him to me, truly starting to be into that French kiss.

I then noticed something else happening to my body. There was something moving in my pants. Will moved back from the kiss and immediately looked down. I couldn't hide my enjoyment anymore.

"Oh, someone really liked me playing with their tongue." Will said as he looked down at my crotch. I was a little embarrassed, so I tried to cover it with my hands as best as I could. However, Will didn't want me to be embarrassed, so he opened his own legs and showed me his crotch as well. "Don't be nervous about your hard-on." "Look at what you managed to do to me." He said as he proudly showed me his bulge, hard as a rock under his underwear.

"Okay," I said softly. It was all I could say. I was just that nervous, but I still wanted this moment to continue.

Will started to unbutton my pants. I was letting him do it. I was pretty much frozen in the moment, but I really just wanted for this wonderful moment to go further. He pulled down my pants and left me in my underwear. He seemed pretty excited by seeing the hard on in them.

"Would you look at that?" he said, staring right at it.

"Is it good?" I asked. I was not overly confident about my size. My dick was just a little over 5 inches, so to me, it was nothing to brag about.

"Let me answer in the best way I can think of." He would then lower his mouth and begin sucking my dick through my underwear. As soon as his tongue started to flick up and down on the tip, I let out a soft moan. He noticed it quickly. "I'm glad you like it..." he continued.

His tongue was good. Even through the fabric, I could feel the tingles that Will's tongue left on the tip of my dick. He was so soft with his technique, which truly seemed to clash with his biker persona. His speaking skills were impressive. He made me moan from just that. He then started to pull down my underwear. I didn't struggle, as I felt my dickflop land on his face.

"It's perfect..." He stated softly as he began to take the thing into his mouth. The feeling of his spit covering the tip of my dick made me crazy. I had never experienced something like this in my life. I began to moan more often as he slowly took more and more into his mouth every time he went down on it. My face must have looked so dumb and red from receiving my very first blowout. I didn't care that it came from a guy. It felt amazing. I just pulled my head pack off and let Will do the work.

"Fuck. So good. ", I was able to say in between my moans.

"I'm glad you're enjoying it." Will said as he took his mouth off my dick for a second. However, he continued on with his hand when he did. At that point, I was just a moaning mess. It just felt so good. He continued to suck my dick until I began to feel it.

"I think I'm getting close." I alerted him.

However, he didn't seem to care. He continued sucking, bobbing up and down, as if I hadn't just said that. The slobbering sounds were so hot, and the inside of his mouth was so warm and slippery that I was not able to hold it in anymore.

"Fuck!" I shouted as I filled Will's still-bobbing mouth. It felt so damn good. Will then took his mouth away from my dick and was now at eye level with me. He opened his mouth and showed how full I had left it. I didn't wait for anything as I pulled his face into mine again. My tongue wrestled with his as my cheek pushed into my own mouth. I didn't care about any of my life before this. I loved Will so much.

After we finished kissing, I swallowed what I had in my mouth, and so did Will. It was gross, but I loved it. It meant a lot at that moment.

"Thank you for that, Will... I said I was genuinely happy after all that had happened.

"I'm glad you liked it." Will said with a smile on his face. It seemed as if he had enjoyed it as well. I noticed he came as well at some point. He must have been masturbating while he was sucking me off, and I was too into it to even notice. Part of me even forgot what we were supposed to be doing in this place. I was too focused on Will and on what had just happened.

"That was a great way to pass the time..." Will said, as I noticed it was nearing nighttime. "My buddies should be arriving soon as well. You can come to our place, since it's getting dark. "It's not too far from here." He said as he began putting on his clothes again.

"That would be nice, thanks..." I said shyly. I seem like a broken record at this point. "I'm glad I met you... "You have been so nice to me. I too started to dress back up.

"No problem, Andrew... He stated as he sat back down with me.

As we sat next to each other, my head on his shoulder, I could hear the sound of some motorcycles coming our way as we waited.

Will and I were sitting next to each other on the ground next to his bike. We were tired from the small exercise we did a few minutes ago. The sounds of motorcycles approaching were getting louder, and I was wondering what was going to happen after Will's friends arrived.

"So... how would you describe these friends of yours?" I asked Will, concerned about what might happen after meeting them. A bit of logic started to come forward after Cumming, which came with a small wave of regret and fear of what the future might hold.

"You should get to know them yourself." Will responded. "You will probably like them a lot."

"I hope they just help me out with my car." I said, trying to make sure to keep my original plan in mind.

"They'll help you out, don't worry." Will said, looking directly into my eyes. He was clearly trying to comfort me.

Finally, I could see two bikes entering the parking area. The two bikers riding said bikes were wearing very similar leather outfits to Will's. I couldn't see their faces, though, since they were covered by their helmets. That wouldn't last long, though.

The bikers then parked their bikes right next to Will's and, after getting off, stood right next to Will and me.

"Hey guys, what's up?" Will asked as he stood up to high-five and hug both of the muscular men.

"I've been doing good." One of them responded immediately. "Who's this little guy?" He asked, pointing directly at me. I didn't really want to respond, though, in fear of what would happen if I accidentally got any of these buff men mad. The guy's leather jacket had a bunch of spikes, unlike Will's, which made him kind of scary-looking.

He needed some help with his car, so I offered him a ride. Will said.

"Well, it's getting late, so want to get to our place?" The other guy asked me. He had an interesting-looking tattoo on his neck, which made him stand out from Will and his other friend.

"Sure," I responded to the biker. "I could use a place to stay for the night."

"I'm glad you're down." The spiked biker spoke with a clear interest in his voice. "I'm Kyle, by the way."

I stood up and then introduced myself: "I'm Andrew." I put my hand out for a handshake. "Thank you so much."

Kyle accepted my handshake, and I saw the other biker approach as well for another handshake. "I'm Hank." The tattooed biker introduced himself, and I shook his hand. "Now let's go now, before it gets too dark out."

"I'm glad you all like each other!" Will exclaimed as he began to get ready as well. "Now, Andrew, come ride with me!"

I sat with Will on his bike, ready to start going to wherever this biker place is. They seemed really nice, so I was perfectly trusting of them. All three bikes started to speed out of the parking lot as the sky started to fully darken.

It took a bit of time to get to our destination, but as we started approaching a random building in the middle of nowhere, the three bikers began to slow down. It was a long, two-story building that looked really similar to the motels you would see in old TV shows and movies. However, it didn't have one of those big signs that asked you to stay the night. It seemed more like an apartment building. Will then parked at the side of the building, and Hank and Kyle followed suit.

We all got off the bikes, and Will put his hand on my shoulder as we all walked to one of the rooms. It seemed he wanted me close, and I guess I didn't mind. I then saw Hank pull out a key, which he used to open the door. What was behind that door seemed like a pretty normal-looking bedroom. It just looked like a hotel room with two beds. The three bikers took off their helmets as they went into the room.

Seeing Kyle's face was interesting; he was completely clean-shaven, had blonde hair, and had pretty blue eyes. His face really didn't look like it fit with the rest of his body, much less his spiky leather jacket and pants.

I then started to look at Hank. He didn't just have a tattoo on his neck. His face was filled with tattoos, and after seeing him take off his jacket, it was clear that he had tattoos all over his body. He wasn't shirtless underneath like Will was, but his t-shirt did leave his arms exposed to show the tattoo sleeves he was hiding underneath.

I then saw Will take his jacket off, leaving his bare chest exposed. None of the other guys reacted, so I guess it was just me who thought it was weird a few hours ago. They all seemed to have started to get comfortable after the door was closed and locked behind them.

"Well, let's get comfortable, guys!" Will said as he began to take off his pants.

"Wait, you're just going to take off your pants in the middle of the room with all of us here?" I asked, confused and startled at the sudden action from Will.

"I don't see a problem." Kyle stated this as he took off his pants as well, showing the red underwear he had underneath.

My face must have looked nervous and confused at how casual these guys are with taking off their clothes. I looked at Hank, who was now doing the same. He had purple briefs on, and his whole body was full of tattoos.

"Look, little guy, this is pretty normal for guys who live together." Hank said. "If you want to change into something more comfortable in a more private area, the bathroom is right there." He said this, pointing at a door at the back of the room, kind of hidden and barely visible from the beds.

"Do you have some spare clothes to sleep in that I could borrow?" I asked, remembering that I had left my luggage at the car.

"I have a night robe folded on the table next to the sink you could wear." Kyle told me as he sat back on the bed closest to the front door.

"Thanks..." I responded by walking into the bathroom and locking the door behind me.

I started taking my clothes off as I looked for the nightrobe. There were a few different pieces of clothing folded on the little table that Kyle talked about. I took a brown robe that looked pretty warm and put it on. I really just took off my pants and shirt, leaving me with my underwear and the robe to cover me up.

I noticed that the walls of the bathroom were not very thick, since I could kind of hear the voices of Kyle, Hank, and Will still talking on the beds. However, I couldn't really understand clear words enough, probably because I was trying to concentrate on my own thing. I started washing my face to finish my nightly routine and began hearing a sound that I kind of recognized from a few hours ago. What were they doing?

I opened the bathroom door quietly and peeked out to see what was happening, and what I saw was not what I expected. It was Will who was making those sounds. He was on his knees, facing Hank, who was sitting at the front of the bed with his legs spread wide. Hank's face looked like he was in heaven. It was quite obvious what was happening. Will was sucking Hank's dick! I tried to look for Kyle, but I couldn't see him from the bathroom. He was probably on the other bed, doing who knows what.

I quickly went back in the bathroom to make sure they didn't see me staring at them. I was so confused. Why were they doing something like that as if I wasn't here? I guess Will is much more comfortable with me since he did suck my dick earlier in the day, but my senses had come back enough for me to not feel too good about doing something like that, or so I thought. Thinking back on the situation, the image of Will sucking me off flashed on my face, and my dick started to harden. This was a bad situation to be in.

When I thought it couldn't get any worse, I suddenly heard someone knock on the door. "Hey, are you okay in there?" I hear Kyle asking from the other side of the door.

"I'm... um... I'm fine!" I responded quite quickly, but I was clearly nervous.

"Are you sure?" "You've taken quite a long time in there!" He said.

"I'll be out in a minute!" I told him, trying to give myself more time to think of some way to solve this situation.

"What are you doing in there anyway?" Kyle asked, still clearly suspicious of the amount of time I had been in the bathroom for.

"Just getting ready to sleep!" I responded, not knowing what to say since it was clearly too much time and knowing that I didn't have my luggage with my cleaning products to say that I was brushing my teeth or something like that.

"Well, I kind of have to use the bathroom, so can I come in?"

Shit. This was bad. Kyle wanted to come in, and I had a hard-on that I had no way of hiding without looking weird. I couldn't really think of a way to get out of this.

"Sure!" I responded, trying to fake a chilled-out voice.

I opened the door to Kyle, still just in his red boxer briefs. I just looked him up and down, unable to really hide the obvious hatred I had. Kyle noticed we were way too close and just lifted his eyebrows as we switched spots. Kyle just closed the bathroom door behind him, not saying a word. He probably predicted every thought of mine in those couple of seconds we saw each other. I was so embarrassed at this point that my face was completely red. but it got worse. Will was still on his knees in front of Hank, but Hank had noticed I was out of the bathroom and also raised his eyebrows just as Kyle did. He knew as well.

"Do you like what you see, little guy?" Hank asked from the bed. This made Will raise his head and look at me as well.

"Oh, he totally does..." He said it with a smirk on his face.

I couldn't hide it at all, and I was speechless. I just lowered my head in embarrassment.

"Come and sit next to me!" Hank said, patting the part of the bed next to him.

I don't know what happened, but I just started to walk towards them without thinking and sat next to Hank.

"That's a good boy." Hank said as he placed his hand on my shoulder, pretty much hugging me in the process. "Now boy, continue..." He said that, looking into Will's eyes.

"Yes, sir..." Will said as he placed his lips around the head of Hank's dick, slowly getting more of it in his mouth.

Hank's hug seemed to also have another purpose than just a hug. He wanted to make me watch Will perfectly. I couldn't muster the courage to say anything as I watched Will slowly suck this man's dick. It was pretty big; it looked just over 8 inches, but with Will's mouth covering almost half of it every time he bobbed up and down, it was hard to tell.

"You're clearly enjoying the view, Andrew." Hank began. "What do you want to do then?" He asked me, keeping my eyes locked on Will's movements on his own dick.

I didn't know how to respond, so I stayed quiet.

"Will talked to me about what happened..." Hank continued. "Want to repeat that moment?" He asked as I kept looking at Will.

"I do..." I finally answered.

"Well, boy, you know what to do." Hank told Will, as he grabbed him by the hair, to pull him off his dick. A string of saliva connected his lips at the tip of Hank's dick, and it looked way too hot.

"Yes sir..." Will responded and started to open up my robe, leaving my underwear in an obvious tent. Will then started to tug at my underwear's elastic, pulling it down, revealing my hard dick underneath.

"You have a pretty nice cock, boy." Hank whispered in my ear. Those words sent pleasure down my spine. Being called "boy" made me feel some sort of way that I didn't expect.

Will then started to suck my dick in the same way he did before. It felt just as good. The soft and wet feeling of his mouth and tongue felt absolutely amazing. I wasn't embarrassed any more. I just started moaning as if I were completely alone. Will seemed to be moaning as well. I started to push my head back from the amazing feelings, but something stopped me.

I felt Hank's hand on the back of my head, putting my head back to where it was before Will started to suck me off. He was making me look at Will sucking me off. "Don't stop looking at Will's eyes, boy," he ordered me. "You don't want to miss this show." He took his hand off, and I continued looking directly into Will's eyes. I was feeling amazing looking into Will's beautiful eyes. He was bobbing pretty well and was now swallowing my entire length. It felt like heaven. Then I heard a door open.

"What a nice view!" I heard Kyle say He started to walk towards all of us.

"Glad you're back, boy." Hank told Kyle as he held his cock out. "You can help me out while Will helps out our guest."

Part of me wanted to be surprised, but I wasn't. Kyle walked over to Hank and got to his knees in front of him. immediately putting Hank's dick in his mouth, without even saying a word.

"You forgot to do something, boy." Hank said it with a bit of annoyance in his voice.

"Sorry sir..." Kyle said, taking Hank's dick out of his mouth. "Thank you for letting me suck your cock, sir." He continued with a whiny voice.

"Good boy..." Hank would then hold Kyle's blonde hair and push him to his chest, making him go up and down pretty fast. He seemed to be even more of a pro than Will was.

I never expected to be in this situation. receiving a blowjob from a man, next to two men doing the same. My life as a straight man was over at this point, and I didn't care. I was enjoying it. The feeling was so good that I started to get lost in it.

"Okay boys, stop..." Hank said it out of nowhere. Will and Kyle both stopped bobbing up and down and took the dicks they had in their mouths out. "Yes, sir," they both said.

"Wait, what?" I asked, disappointed.

"You wanted more?" Hank asked, looking at my face.

"I thought we would finish this," I confessed.

"We can't finish on a blowjob, boy." He told me. Hank then stood up and took his underwear off. His naked body looked really good. "Stand up!" he told me.

I stood up without saying a word.

"On the bed, now..." He then said, looking at the kneeling bikers and pointing at the mattress,

"Yes sir..." Both Will and Kyle stood up and got on the bed on all fours, side by side. They both still had their underwear on and were pointing their buttocks out to Hank and me.

"What's going on?" I asked, slightly worried and confused.

"Let me show you..." Hank then got on the bed, right behind Will this time. Pulling down his underwear, Will's buttocks were now fully exposed. Hank lifted both of his legs, one at a time, to fully remove Will's underwear, throwing it off to the side afterwards. will just let everything happen. He seemed way more out of it compared to how he was in the parking lot.

"So now what?" I asked, truly wondering what came next.

"Kyle, hand me over the lube." Hank exclaimed.

Kyle started to crawl to the back of the bed and grab something from under the pillow. It was a bottle of lube that he gave to Hank.

"Good boy," Hank told Kyle as he began pouring the liquid onto Will's backside and his own, still hard, cock. He would then stay there, kneeling, with his cock just a few inches away from Will's buttocks. "Now, boy, tell me what you want," he said in a slightly aggressive tone.

"I want you to fuck my ass, sir!" he will loudly claim, looking directly forward. I was taken aback, but I was still really turned on by it.

"Good boy..." Hank started to push his cock into Will's willing hole. Will didn't seem to react much at first, but he did close his eyes for a moment, probably from the tip finally getting in with a pop. Hank just let out a deep moan. "Now, for the real show to begin." Hank started to thrust slowly into Will. It was impressive. With such a big dick Hank had, I was worried for Will. Hank was just picking up the pace and starting to speed up. Will was trying not to moan too loud as more of Hank's dick entered him at every thrust.

"Now, Andrew, what do you want to do with my boys?" Hank asked me, still thrusting into Will's hole pretty fast.

"I..." I didn't know what to say.

"Speak up, boy..." He ordered.

"I just want to continue what we were doing." I said I was too nervous to do anything more extreme.

"Well, that's okay." Hank said under his breath, still thrusting. "Lay down on the bed next to us... "I have an idea." He continued.

I did as he said and laid down on the bed with my dick out and hard. Kyle was on all fours, facing me. Hank pulled his dick out of Will and started to scoot over to where he was now behind Kyle. He took the bottle of lube and pulled down Kyle's red underwear, revealing something unexpected. Kyle's dick was hard, and it was even bigger than Hank's!

"Now Kyle, be a good boy and start servicing our new boy." He said this as he began pouring some lube on his backside.

"Yes sir..." Kyle said as he put my dick in his mouth. His skills were unbelievable. His tounge action was incredible, making swirls and making sure no part of the tip or shaft was forgotten. I moaned loudly in pleasure, barely noticing the way Kyle started to move forward and back to the rhythm of Hank's thrusts.

"Fuck..." I exhaled.

"That's a really good mouth, isn't it, boy?" Hank asked me, looking into my eyes as we both had our dicks inside Kyle.

"Yes, sir," I answered without thinking about the words that left my mouth. Both Will and Kyle were saying the same thing, so I guessed I should too.

"Oh, the boy has accepted his position!" Hank said this with surprise, raising his hairy brows. "Well, then let's finish this." He continued. "Will, boy, could you help your fellow brother with making sure he doesn't dirty the blankets?" Hank told Will. I didn't know what it meant, but it would soon make sense.

"Yes, sir," Will said as he got under Kyle's dick and started to suck him off. Kyle was getting all the pleasure he could. He didn't moan often, but with all three of us giving him all of our attention, he couldn't mask them anymore. He was a moaning mess, even more so than Hank and I.

I began to get close. "I'm about to cum..." I warned everyone.

"Me too," Hank said. "Fill him up!" He ordered.

My dick started to pulse, shooting strings of cum out into Kyle's mouth. I could also tell that Hank was filling his other side as well. Kyle's eyes just rolled to the back of his head, filled with pleasure. He must have finished well in Will's mouth.

"Good boys," Hank told everyone. "Now all of you are on your knees in front of me."

"Yes sir..." Kyle and Will stepped off the bed and got on their knees, looking at Hank. I stayed there, lying down.

"You too, boy..." He told me, looking at me with a bit of an angry face.

"Oh, yes, sir!" I said it quickly and in a very different tone than Will and Kyle. I walked over next to Will and got on my knees.

"You both did a good job." Hank said this to both Will and Kyle. "Show me your mouths."

Will and Kyle opened their mouths, revealing the white liquid filling them both.

"Good, now swallow that prize." Hank ordered, and just like that, they did. "Now put back your clothes and get ready for bed."

"Yes sir," both said in unison, standing up. They then walked to the bathroom, leaving me on my knees alone.

"And you..." Hank said as he held my chin up. "You're our new boy, and you'll be taught all the right things to make your leader proud."

"Wait, but I'm not..." I tried to say

"Shhhh..." He ordered me to be silent. "We can talk about this tomorrow morning." He continued. "You can sleep on the other bed alone. I'll allow you to think it through."

"Okay," I said.

"What do you say, boy?"

"Yes sir..."

It was now nighttime, and I was on a double bed, laying there alone. On the other bed lay three muscular, almost naked bikers. I didn't know how to feel. I was all sweaty beneath the sheets, trying my hardest to fall asleep, but I just couldn't. My mind kept getting filled with images of what happened throughout the day. Everything felt so wrong, but part of me really began to enjoy it. Having to call Hank 'daddy' made a change in my mind.

The night felt way too long. I just couldn't fall asleep, as thoughts of both Will and Kyle sucking me off kept appearing before me. Then Hank's voice kept echoing in my head.

"Good boy..."

I look down and see myself completely naked, with both Will and Kyle licking my balls and sucking me off. I couldn't move. I just kept staring down at the two muscular men who were serving me greatly. The sound of moans seemed to fill the room.

"My good boys..." I hear the voice of Hank.

I felt both of my legs raise; Kyle and Will disappeared from my view as I saw Hank lift my feet, putting them on his shoulders. My body was letting it all happen, but my mind was saying something else. "What are you doing?" I heard my voice in my head.

I then felt something hit my buttocks. It wanted to come inside me. My body is letting everything happen. I was now just looking at Hank directly in the eyes. He was looking back at me as his member began to push inside me.

"Good boy..."

The tip of his dick went right inside me, making me feel a jolt of pain through me. This surprise woke me up. Hank disappeared, and my legs were down on the bed. It was all in my mind--a dream.

I sat up on the bed, realizing that it was now morning. Looking around the room, I noticed that Hank and Will were not on the bed. Kyle was alone, still sleeping on the bed next to the entrance of the room. I was starting to get pretty hungry, so I just stood up and walked around the room, hoping to find Will to ask if they had a place to have breakfast at. It didn't take much time to realize he wasn't even in the room, nor was Hank. They probably left to do something. Their clothes from last night were missing, so it is likely they went for a stroll on their bikes. I put on the clothes I had on last night and noticed Kyle was now waking up.

"Hey, Andrew..." He said it with a tired voice. "How did you sleep last night?"

"Just fine..." I lied. I didn't want to sound unappreciative of their niceness.

"That's cool..." He rubbed his eyelids.

"Where are Will and Hank?" I asked.

"They're probably getting breakfast from the kitchen." Kyle said, scratching his blonde hair.

"Where is that?" I asked.

"Just past the corridor, to the right, there's a double door that leads to the kitchen." He asnwered. "We own this whole building, so you can go right through."

I was surprised by that. I never would have expected a biker gang of only three members to be able to afford to have such a massive place all to themselves. Then I started to get curious.

"Wait, how do you own all of this? Just you three?" I asked.

"It's not just because we three..." He responded. "I can explain that later." He then stood up and began dressing, facing his back to me. An image of his naked ass flashed in my head as I saw him bend down to put his leather pants on. My mind was betraying me. I thought I didn't want to go any further last night, but I guess my brain changed plans. I couldn't go for it, though. It was too early in the morning, and I didn't know Kyle well enough to ask anything like that of him.

To be honest, I did think it was weird how different Kyle was acting. His movements were much more rough and scary-looking now. Comparing this Kyle to the one I saw yesterday in bed, they seemed like completely different people. Just last night, he was completely submissive to Hank, moaning as he was being fucked in the ass. Now, he looked like he would knock out whoever looked at him funny with one punch. Of course, the spiky leather jacket and biker boots helped with his terrifying demeanor.

Kyle left the room, probably going to the kitchen to meet with Will and Hank. I walked behind him. Going through the hallway with Kyle, I really noticed how big this place was. There were quite a lot of rooms on two floors, all owned by this biker gang. I couldn't help but wonder what was behind some of these doors.

We finally got to the dining area. It was pretty big, and it had multiple decent-sized tables. The smell of food finally got to my nose, and my mouth began salivating. It just smelled like scrambled eggs, but I was so hungry that any food smelled glorious to me.

Kyle entered the kitchen, and I followed, not wanting to be left alone in the massive dining area. To the sound of metal kitchen instruments and the smell of scrambled eggs and melted butter, Hank and Will were talking while getting breakfast ready.

"Good morning!" I said I saw them immediately.

Hank and Will turned around, now seeing that Kyle and I had arrived.

"Oh, hi guys, we were pretty much finishing up." Will said as he lifted a pan off the stove they were standing next to.

"You both can go sit down at the dining table. We have prepared some for you already." Hank continued.

"Are you sure you don't need help with anything?" Kyle asked.

"Nah, you go sit down." Hank responded.

We both followed Hank's orders and left the kitchen. Kyle sat down first, and I sat next to him.

"You're really weird." Kyle told me, not facing my direction. "You've been following my every move, but you haven't said a word to me since I woke up."

I guess I didn't notice how awkward that looked.

"Oh, sorry... I just didn't know what to say." I admitted. "We met yesterday, and the thing I know you from is you sucking me off last night."

Kyle's eyes widen. He looked like he didn't like me saying that. "Listen, don't get used to that." He looked pissed. "I only did that because Hank ordered me to do so. If it were for me, you would not have been in the position you were yesterday. I would have destroyed you."

I was surprised and kind of intimidated by the sudden aggression. "I'm sorry...?" I couldn't say much more.

Soon, however, the tension was broken as Will and Hank walked over with four plates of food for everyone. "Eat up!" Will said it with enthusiasm. I started to wonder if Will felt the same way as Kyle. Part of me thought that he couldn't be thinking that about me, knowing how we met, but the possibility didn't disappear in my head.

"Thanks!" I told both Will and Hank and began eating.

Kyle began eating his food without saying a word. I was kind of worried about how he felt about me. Hank sat next to me, and Will sat next to Kyle. As we all kept eating, Will began to talk.

"So, how did you guys sleep?" He asked in a friendly manner.

"Pretty good," I answered.

"Good to hear." Hank said, putting his arm on my shoulder and emphasizing me in a hug. "I need to talk to you alone tonight." He whispered in my ear, making sure Kyle and Will weren't able to hear.

"What about?" I whispered back.

"You'll know when we get there," he answered.

I was confused but continued eating. Breakfast was pretty normal, other than that comment from Hank. We all talked about random things, but I could still tell that Kyle was kind of angry compared to yesterday when I met him. I knew why, but I didn't know what to do about it.

Hank and Kyle finished eating before Will and I did and left the dining area. I was left with Will alone.

"So... do you think Kyle's acting weird?" I asked Will, trying to figure out what was happening.

"No, why?" He responded quite quickly, still eating.

"I mean, it just feels like he's kind of angry at me." I explained after I finished eating. "He seemed very different yesterday, but it seems he hates me."

"Oh, I get it!" Will finished his food. "Kyle doesn't really like to bottom out to anyone." He said this, lifting his plate. He then started heading to the kitchen with his plate and mine, probably to wash the dishes. I followed him to continue the conversation.

"Wait, so is he mad at me because he sucked me off?"

As Will started to put on rubber gloves to wash the dishes, he continued to talk to me. "Probably. Kyle really doesn't care about bottoming with anyone who isn't Hank. He probably only sucked you off because Hank demanded him to." He continued.

"Does he just do whatever Hank says?" I kept asking.

"We all do." Will kept explaining. "He's the leader of the gang, so we do whatever he asks." He said it with a pretty serious and chilled-out expression.

"That doesn't sound too fun." I sat on the counter next to the sink as Will washed the dishes.

"I'm not complaining..." Will said it with his usual smirk. "I love the feeling of Hank telling me what to do, plus sucking dick is fun. There's a reason you have seen me sucking everyone off."

"But does Kyle not like that?" I asked.

"Listen, I think I have an idea for you and Kyle to start getting along." Will would turn the kitchen sink off and take off his gloves. "Follow me."

I started to follow Will, leaving the kitchen and dining area and heading to the hallway of rooms. Walking up the stairs, Will would stop at one of the rooms and begin to slowly open it. Behind the door, the room was dark and had just one single bed in the middle of the room. I had kind of an idea of what was about to go down.

"Will... I'm not sure about this..." I admitted.

"Don't worry. I will help you out." He said. Suddently, I could feel Will's hand start to squeeze my buttocks.

"Okay, I really want Kyle to not hate me." I accepted and entered the room, immediately getting on the bed.

"Good choice..." Will followed me to the bed and moved me, so I was on all fours. He spread my legs and began tugging at my pants. However, I then felt more force back there and heard a sound I did not like. The sound of cloth ripping

"Hey! What are you doing? doing?" I screamed at Will, moving back and feeling a breeze on my buttocks. There was a hole in the back of my pants. "Why did you do that?"

"Don't worry about it." Will said.

"Fine. If you say so..." I assumed the position I was in again, letting Will continue.

I heard more ripping and tearing of my pants, and the breeze on my buttocks was getting colder. I then felt Will lower my underwear, revealing my buttocks completely. Will walked away from the bed. I didn't look at him at all while he was walking around. I just remained on all fours, facing forward. As I heard Will's footsteps arrive behind me, I also heard the sound of a plastic cap opening. Out of nowhere, my hole began to feel colder. Will was pouring what I thought was lube right on my hole.

I lowered my head as I heard Will speak. "Are you ready, Andrew?"

"I don't want Kyle to hate me, so... I guess I'm ready," I told Will.

I felt something push up against my hole, stretching it open slowly. I could only grunt, trying my hardest to just take it in.

"I'm starting with just one finger." Will reassure me. "You're doing great."

He pushed his finger knuckles deep, and it kind of hurt, even with lube. "It hurts," I said in a whisper.

"Don't worry..." Will continue, this time going in and out of me. "I'm going slow."

"Fuck..." I lowered my head even lower and started to bite the bedsheet, hoping that it would ease the pain.

"I'll put another one in." Will said, as I started to feel the hole open a bit more. Will started to push another finger in, moving in and out of me.

"Will... I..." I couldn't speak.

"Are you doing okay?" he asked.

"I'm fine..." I said. I want to get along with Kyle, and I need to be paired. "Just... finish this..."

"I'll put a third one in then." Will said, puffing a bit more and filling me with a third finger.

"Shit..." I managed to say under my breath.

He began to go in and out in a soft motion. "Does it still hurt?" He asked me, clearly wanting me to enjoy this.

"Kind of..." I said, biting the bedsheets.

"It gets better..." Will said. "Just wait a bit." Will's movements were slow and careful. It took a couple minutes, but the pain in me started to disappear. What surprised me the most was the pleasurable feeling I began feeling in there.

I finally released a moan. "Fuck..." It felt good.

"There we go... Does it feel good?" Will asked in a seductive tone.

"Mhm..." It started to feel really good as Will's fingers moved in and out of me.

"Do you want to feel something more in there?" Will continued.

"Mhm..." I just agreed.

"Okay then..." Will took his fingers out of my hole.

"Wait... where are you going?" I asked Will, not wanting my hole to be empty.

Will didn't respond. He just walked over to a desk and took something from it. He then returned to the bed, not showing me what it was.

"I don't want to do anything I don't need to do." He said. "This is why I'm going to put this in you, so Kyle can be the first to play with you." I then felt something big start pushing at my hole.

"What is that?" I tried to let it in, but it felt bigger than my fingers.

"Don't worry..." I will continue to push the foreign object into my hole. "Just open up and let me in." Suddenly, it popped in.

"Fuck!" It kind of hurt. It was bigger than my fingers but still felt so good. It stretched me even more.

"There." Will stood up. "You're all plugged up... You're all prepped for Kyle now."

"Thank you..." I stood up and hugged Will in excitement.

"Now, about your clothes..." Will revealed something that he had been hiding behind his back. "I want you to have this."

Leather shorts...

I put on the black leather clothes given to me by Will. It felt strong, and it fit like a glove. The material felt like a second skin because of how tightly it constricted my body. The plug inside my hole was being continuously pushed at every step, making it hard to move very effectively. Will had already left, and I had a pretty good idea of what to do with Kyle. However, I was in a bit of a predicament. I wanted to go talk to Kyle, but I had to meet up with Hank too. I had to ask myself, "Could my body even handle three encounters on the same day?" I already got fingered and plugged by Will, and I had to go see Hank at night for whatever reason; could I handle Kyle in the middle of all that?

My life already took a sudden turn, so I might as well try and find my own limit. It took a bit of thinking and breathing before I was able to walk normally out of the room, fully dressed in leather now, just like the other bikers. It kind of felt like I was a part of them. I went downstairs to try and meet one of the guys when I heard some talking from the room we all slept in last night. I could kind of recognize the voices in there. It was Will and Kyle. From what Will and I did in less than an hour, I could probably guess what they were talking about. I moved closer to the closed door to eavesdrop on their conversation.

"Listen, I've been talking to Andrew, and I want you to give him a chance." I heard Will say.

"What exactly did you even talk about?" Kyle answered. He sounded kind of aggressive again, which looked to be more of his default, unlike the way I saw him first at the parking lot.

"He wants to get along, and with what I talked about with Hank, it would be better for you to at least tolerate him." Will continued, trying to convince Kyle of something.

"You talk to Hank too about this?" Kyle sounded more worried than mad after hearing that. I couldn't see him, but the change in his tone showed enough.

"Hank wants Andrew in the gang, and we can't have that with you being angry at him all the time." Will kept this reassuring tone, trying to keep the conversation calm, probably to not cause a fight. I, however, lost my cool a bit. I didn't expect Hank to want me to stay with them. They all seemed to be having a lot of fun with each other, and I only seemed to break the dynamic they already had.

"He won't be taking that dominant role all the time, right?" Kyle asked. I could tell he was really uncomfortable with what he had to do with me last night. Will told me this earlier, but this confirmed everything.

"Actually, I have a surprise for you." Will said. "Andrew, I know you're hearing this! You can come in now!" He yelled out. I was startled a bit by this, but I guess he expected me to somehow listen in on the conversation.

I slowly opened the door to Kyle's surprise. "What are you wearing?" He asked, looking me up and down, seeing the leather shorts and vest that I had been put in by Will.

"Before you continue, I will be leaving you guys alone so you can work things out." Will said, leaving the room. I could hear the door lock behind him.

"Hey Kyle..." I said in a slightly cowardly tone.

"So Hank wants you to be part of us?" Kyle asked me, not knowing that it was news to me as well.

"I didn't know that either. I was going to meet with Hank at night to talk about something. I'm guessing it was about this." I began explaining. "Why I'm really here is because I wanted to make a better first impression of myself so we could enjoy being together."

"What do you mean by that?" He asked, clearly confused.

"Let me show you..." I said again, shyly. I couldn't really muster the courage to be more demanding, especially since Kyle clearly didn't want me to be dominant.

I walked over to the bed near the door, the one where just the night before Hank, Will, and I were using Kyle in every way possible, and got on it while on my knees, facing my back to Kyle but looking over my shoulder. "To show you that I really want you to like me," I said nervously. "This is all yours until nighttime."

Kyle's eyes widened as he began staring at my body, still wearing all the leather equipment given to me by Will. "Well, I guess I'm liking my surprise." His face shifted from shock to joy,as he approached me. "You want me to like you, huh?" He asked me, clearly waiting for a response.

"Yes, of course!" I said, finally finding my confidence and determination.

"Then I want you to show me that you are not the dom that I saw last night." He said this as he began to wrap his hands around my hips. His face moving closer to my left ear, I heard him whisper to me, "I'm going to make you my little bitch, just like you did to me yesterday... This time, it will stay that way.

He began to take off my leather clothes. They didn't last very long on my body. I was then naked, in the same position, on the bed, on my knees, and with my back to Kyle. He then noticed what was hidden underneath the leather shorts.

"Is that a plug?" He asked, looking down at my hole. "Did Will do this?"

"I meant it when I said I wanted to get along with you in any way possible." I admitted.

"I like that in a bitch." He said this as he put his hand on my back. I then felt his other hand get between my legs. I didn't get enough time to imagine what he was going to do since it took a second for him to push me forward, lifting my buttocks up a bit. My face was now on the probably filthy sheets, and my ass was pressing on Kyle, still with the plug inside.

"Now, show me how much you want it." He said it teasingly.

"Please, do whatever you want." I responded, thinking that that was what he wanted.

"Shake that little ass of yours then." He continued to tease. "I want you to prove it to me."

I was embarrassed, but I did it anyway. I began to shake my buttocks from side to side. Even without looking at Kyle, I could imagine him looking at the swaying of my buttocks, thinking that was probably the filthiest thing he was going to do.

"That's a good bitch..." His hands moved again. I began to feel his hands groping the skin of my ass in a circular motion. I stopped moving and just tried to feel Kyle's movements. "I want to see what Will did."

I started to feel some tugging; Kyle was probably tugging the plug from my hole to remove it. I wanted to see how he did it, so I started to look behind me from between my legs. I noticed that he had his face between my cheeks! He was pulling the plug out with his teeth! The tugging was really subtle, and it took some time to even begin to stretch my hole to let the plug out. "Shit..." I complained; it began to feel really hot seeing Kyle using his mouth to open me up.

"You're feeling good?" Kyle asked as he stopped tugging at the plug for a second.

"Yes..." I admitted.

I then felt a sharp pain in my ass as I heard the slap of Kyle's hand on my skin. I grunted from the shock and pain I felt. "That's not how this was supposed to go." Kyle said it with a very serious tone. "You wanted to please me, didn't you?"

Out of nowhere, Kyle pulled out the plug with one hard pull. "OH, FUCK!" I screamed in pain. This time, it hurt even harder. The plug was long and thick, so it truly felt as if my hole was destroyed by such a sudden movement. "What was that for? That hurt!" I turned around.

"You want to please me?" Kyle then asked, looking at me in the eyes.

"I do..." I said, defeated.

"Then remember that, right now, you're just a bitch to be used by me." Kyle made it clear. I said that he could use me until nighttime, so I must obey him until then.

"Yes sir..." I looked down. His hand then held my chin, forcing me to look at his face.

"I want you to mean it, bitch!" He shouted.

"Yes, sir!" I responded as if I were a soldier following the general's orders.

"Good bitch..." Kyle's face turned into a smirk. "Now turn back around."

I did as I was asked, returning to the position I was in before Kyle removed my plug. Kyle's hands then went back to groping me, now starting to spread my cheeks apart. Then I could feel something cold. I remembered that cold feeling from earlier in the day. Kyle was ready to go in. As he finished spreading the cold liquid on my hole, I heard the zipper of his leather pants go down. His pants fell to the ground, and seconds later, his underwear did too. I began breathing in and out, trying to relax back there to let Kyle in. I remembered the fact that Kyle had the biggest dick out of the three bikers, so I knew that this would be harder to take than Will's fingers.

I could then feel the tip of Kyle's hard cock poking at my slightly open hole. I was worried, but it was clear that Kyle didn't care about my feelings. Some pain began to appear as I felt my hole start to stretch. "Damn," I managed to say under my breath. The thickness of just the tip was greater than Will's fingers. I could even say it was thicker than the plug.

"Even with the plug, your ass is really tight!" Kyle began to tease. Kyle then began to go deeper into me. It hurt. I couldn't see Kyle's dick going into me, but I remembered it being close to 9 inches in length. He was just an inch in, and it already hurt like hell.

I tried not to make a noise, but it was hard. I started to bite the sheets, even knowing that they were probably filled with the sweat and cum of the three bikers from previous encounters. As Kyle's cock got just over halfway in my hole, I couldn't hide it anymore. "Fuck!" I whined.

"Does it hurt?" Kyle stopped moving.

"Kind of..." I answered, making a bit of an understatement of how I really felt.

"Fine, I'll go slower." For once, Kyle seemed to care about me. He started to push into me again, but slower. It took some time, but I somehow managed to take his nine inches into my hole. My hole was stretched wide, and the pain was not going away, but I wanted Kyle to enjoy this. "So now what, bitch?" He asked me as he slapped my cheek again.

"I want..." I didn't know what to say at that point.

"Tell me what you want me to do now, bitch!" He slapped my ass again.

I moaned in response, the pain starting to vanish.

"Say it, bitch!" He cried out.

"Fuck me!" I moaned, lifting my head from the foul bedsheets. I finally accepted the role I had at the moment. I was Kyle's bitch.

"That's what I wanted to hear!" I could feel it in Kyle's voice. This was about to get juicy.

Kyle began moving fairly fast. His hips moved back and forth, his dick moving swiftly inside of me, going a few inches in and out every time. It started to feel really damn good, making me go even crazier than ever before. This was really the most amazing feeling I was going to have with the bikers. My mind was numb with pleasure with every thrust. The rythmic slap of my ass was music to my ears and the perfect companion to the great feeling I was having inside of me.

"Now, speak up; how does it feel, bitch?" He began with a bit of dirty talk.

"So... Mmh... Good!" I moaned, matching the thrusts with every word.

He was fucking me hard and so good, making sure that every time a thrust of his thrust me forward, the strong grip he had on my hips would send me back for the next. It was the perfect rhythm. My hole was being filled with 9 inches of meat with every thrust. It almost seemed as if it wasn't my first time.

"You sure are taking it pretty well!" Kyle said, also between his grunts and moans. I didn't respond; I just kept moaning loudly, not caring whether Will or Hank heard me from outside. "You're also pretty loud!" Kyle continued. "You want Will to hear how good of a surprise you were? You want Hank to hear how good I'm training his next bitch?"

"Yes!" I moaned out "Please!"

"Turn around. I want to see the dumb faces you make as you moan." He said this, briefly removing his cock from my ass. Not wanting my hole to be empty for much longer, I got on my back, forced to look at Kyle's face as he fucked me. "That's a good bitch," he said as he pushed back inside me. As he began thrusting, our moaning continued. This position was completely new to me. I had only tried to get stuff inside me while I was on all fours, but having my legs spread out in this way showed me a completely different feeling of pleasure I didn't expect. It felt amazing.

I was just a moaning mess. I could feel the sweat running down my face, which probably looked red from the workout that was this situation. "What a cute face you have." Kyle teased again. "Your moans are making... mmhh... are making me crazy..." He moaned, moving his head forward toward mine. I remembered how to do this part. I opened my mouth wide, tongue out, and a drop of saliva fell on my chest. Kyle's mouth met mine, and our tongues started to wrestle with each other. As we kept making out, Kyle's thrust started to speed up. I struggled to keep going at the kiss, so I just moaned as Kyle's tongue played with mine.

His speeding thrusts felt as if every time he went in, he got deeper inside of me. As he stopped kissing me, he placed his arms beneath my legs, scooping me up. "Okay, I need you to grab onto me. Hold my shoulders or from behind my neck." He said it, this time with a calming voice. I followed orders, putting my hands behind his neck and grabbing my own hand.

As he noticed I was ready, while still fucking my ass with a remarkable pace, he lifted me up by the legs. He was carrying me as if I weighed nothing. He was lifting me off his cock, and gravity would then plop me right down, plunging his dick fully inside me each time. Kyle really wanted me in every position he could get me in, and I wasn't complaining. I kept hugging him as he fucked my ass in a carry position, moaning into his right ear. He then whispered in my ear. "I can't believe how tight you still are after taking me for this long."

"Then loosen it... mmhh... up... mmhh... then..." I was moaning between my words. I was really out of breath, but I wanted more. My eyes were droopy, and my face looked as if my brain had melted. My mind was broken. I couldn't think of anything more than that hard, throbbing cock that was going in and out of me each second.

Kyle made a sound that sounded like both a moan and a laugh. "You asked for it..." He took his cock out of my hole and plopped me down on the floor. "Stand up!" He commanded.

My legs were a bit wobbly, but I managed to kind of stand. With my back to Kyle, I was about to turn around until I felt Kyle grab my wrists, each with one hand. Without thinking, my torso went forward, my body looking like a 90° angle. He pulled my wrists back as I felt his cock push back in fully. This was the roughest he had been until then. I remember seeing this position in porn, where a guy fucks a chick this way. The video called it the prison guard, but I never thought I would take the place of the girl in the video. My mind was going in circles, and my moans sounded like irrecognizable laughs. My brain was so dumbed down by the intensity of what I was doing that I could only moan with my tongue flailing from each thrust, releasing globs of spit onto the ground, and my eyes were rolled upwards; the pleasure was too much for my brain to keep up.

There was a sound similar to a click close to the door, but I didn't care. "Destroy me, Kyle!" I moaned out The door swung open, revealing both Will and Hank, who had entered the room. Kyle continued to pound my ass fast, as if they weren't there. I was almost too distracted to notice. Then he turned me to face directly at them as he fucked me.

"Would you look at that?" Kyle said to me My face didn't change. I was in such a state of bliss that I didn't think of my surroundings. "Now, Andrew, tell the gang what I turned you into!" He said, speeding up even more, so much so that I couldn't hold my head still.

"I'm your bitch! Mmhh. Please fuck me more!" I couldn't think straight, and I couldn't tell how Hank and Will were reacting.

"Such a good boy, Kyle..." Hank spoke with a sensual and smooth voice. "I'm glad you both came around."

"I didn't expect the plan to work this well!" I heard Will say

As if it were all coordinated, Kyle began to moan harder and more often. "I think I'm going to cum!" He claimed. He started to go faster and faster, likely making my hole looser.

"Fill him up, boy!" Hank ordered.

Almost immediately, Kyle pulled my wrists back, so his cock was fully inside me. I felt a warm sensation as Kyle's hard cock began throbbing. I made him cum! I was loving it! He then let go of me, which made me fall to the floor. My mind was empty at that point. I was blabbering nonsense about how good everything was. Kyle sat back on the bed to take a breath.

"I guess I didn't have to wait till nighttime..." Hank said. "Will..."

"Yes, sir!" Without even being asked a thorough question, Will already knew exactly what to do. He pulled down Hank's leather pants and just barely pulled down the front of his underwear, leaving his now-hard dick in the air.

Hank began lifting me up again. "Might as well..." He then lined up his 8-inch cock with my hole, in the same carry position Kyle had me in just a few moments before, and went in.

"Fuuuuh..." My voice could not come out right. The words that tried to escape my mouth all sounded like nothing.

"He likes it..." Hank said as he began fucking me just as hard as Kyle did. "Will you know what to do, boy?"

Without question, Will got on his knees behind Hank and pulled down his underwear, completely to his ankles this time. He then started to use his tongue on Hank's hole. We were all moaning loudly, as it was that intense and great. Even Kyle, after his few minutes of relaxation, went back at it as he jerked off to the show that was unfolding in front of him.

"You are all such good boys for me, aren't you guys?" Hank shouted out.

"Yes sir!" Will and Kyle responded with confidence.

"I didn't hear you, Andrew." Hank whispered into my ear, thrusting harder. I didn't respond for a bit, too focused on the experience, until I felt Hank biting my ear, which made me feel so great. "Say it, boy..."

"Yeeeshh... mmhh... sir..." It was nonsense that came out of my mouth--some moans that barely resembled words--but it was good enough.

"Good boy..." He gave me a kiss on my forehead. With how my face looked, I wasn't surprised he couldn't manage much else.

Hank wanted to switch positions a bit. "Kyle, since you were clearly a bit envious about Andrew's position yesterday, let's finish this off right." He would then walk me over to the bed, still impaled on his eight inches, and position me on all fours. I remember perfectly just how Kyle was last night; now it was time for him and me to switch places.

Kyle laid down in front of my face, his cock still rocking hard. My brain was mush, so I couldn't really think logically. Hank's cock was still going in and out of me, making me crazy. I just did whatever anyone told me to do. "Okay, time for you to make it up for me." Kyle said, poking my tongue with his dick. I didn't even hesitate and just started to put it in my mouth. It was complicated by how much I was moving because Hank was using my hole behind me. Without me even noticing, Will started to go under me and start to suck me off. He has done this multiple times, so I was used to it, but with the combination of Hank, Kyle, and Will using me all at once, I didn't know how long I would last. My head moved to the rhythm of Hank's thrusts, bobbing up and down to the best of my abilities.

"What a mess of a boy..." Hank said as he heard me moaning from the amount of pleasure I was feeling.

"I have an idea for us to welcome our new member, but I need Will to finish him off first." Kyle said now, putting his hand on the back of my head, making sure I didn't get his cock too far out of my mouth. It tasted kind of weird, but it didn't matter. I was still enjoying it.