Kidnapped and rubbered - Part 6

Author: DreamNephilim
Title: Kidnapped and rubbered - Part 6
Date: 14 June 2010

In this fictionnal story, there are no STDs. So the characters don't bother with condoms. But in our own real universe, STDs like VIH and Hepatitis still exist. So play safe and use protection!
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During the story, I was "cleaned". I felt for the first time in my life the fullness generated by an enema. It was hard. It was painful and it lasted a long time. The man who thought of himself as my "Master" was behind me the whole time. First, I heard him move, open the faucets and put the water in me. The water came and came and came inside me. I thought I was being filled completely, up to my stomach. I then heard the water stop. I thought I would be released. I wasn't. The man just came behind me, placed himself with his legs against mine and his crotch against my butt. He started to massage my belly, but did not tell anything, letting the other guy go on with his tale. He even let himself lie against me, his chest on my back. My bowels were hurting more and more. I was hurting more and more. In my body, because of the enema and in my spirit, because of the story I was hearing. I found it crazy. Men were kidnapped from anywhere, even their homes, to be raped! If I wasn't concerned, I would have said it was impossible. And this man who referred to himself as "it"! What had they done to him??
During the story, my "buyer" emptied my bowels. He didn't need me to stop or stand up or get off of the butt-plug. There must have been two tube in it. I thought it was finished. I thought I could get up and not suffer any more. I was wrong. He "cleaned" me two more times. Until I was clean enough for me. The other one, 52, must have seen it, as he finished his story just some seconds later. They made me stand up and led me back to the bedroom. I was stopped and turned a bit. I heard some noises in front of me, then I felt a hand holding me by my waist and another pressing around my shoulder. I understood what was expected of me and bent over. Soon, hands were guiding my head toward a crotch. I found myself once again sucking a cock. Behind me, fingers were stroking my bare and unprotected ass. The moment I had been dreading for a long time was coming. The strokes went on and on while I was sucking this 52. On and on and on and on. First around my buttocks, from the outside toward the crack, then, after a long time, in the crack. The fingers went up and down, sometime stopping at my hole, sometimes going over it as if it wasn't there. Then, the strokes on my buttocks started again. And my fright went up and up and up. I was shaking more and more, until I couldn't take it any more. Suddenly, my mind cracked down and I started bawling. I tried to straighten up, but this 52 held my head on his cock with his hands. So I tried to shout over it. I wanted this all to stop now. I wanted to be back home and forget everything that had happened there.
So I shouted for it to stop. I bawled and beg for some minutes, but nothing happened. When I started to sob more quietly, the strokes stopped. I then felt a breath near my head and a whisper. "You see, boy, this is real. I will fuck you as I want and nothing you can do, nothing you can say will stop me from doing it. I wanted you to feel this. I wanted you to be aware of your helplessness. Now you understand, don't you? Now you are ready for whatever I want. Don't you?
- Yef, Fir!
- So let's get on with this. Start sucking 52 again."
And I did. I went back to sucking this cock. I felt then a finger on my hole. It was cold and slippery. "I am not as cruel as I might seem, boy. Four your first time, I am going to put some lube on you. Be thankful for the training with the butt-plug, too.
- Fank oo, Fir."
He lubed me with his fingers. First one, then two. I wasn't hurting that much. He then took his fingers out and put his cock against my asshole. He pushed slowly. "Relax, boy. Let me come in. It will hurt much more if you don't." I did. What choice did I have? I might look like a surrender, but I already had been defeated. So I stopped resisting and just turned my attention on what I was physically feeling.
First he went in slowly. Very slowly. I almost didn't feel him advance, but when I felt his hips against mine, I knew he was in. And I was full. Completely full. On both sides. One cock in my mouth and another in my ass. I wasn't hurting. It was … special. Something I had never felt before. Something I hadn't planned on feeling.
He went away again. I felt his cock slide out of me. Completely. And he came back in, completely if ever so slowly. Again he went out. And in. He didn't stop any more, he was going in and out without pause. And accelerating. He didn't bother any more with getting his cock completely out. That's when I discovered a part of me that I didn't know about. Every time, he went it, his cock hit a part of me that made me feel … weird, first. The more he hit, the more I felt this. And I started to recognize it. This feeling was pleasure. Sexual pleasure. The cock was going in and out of me, hitting this little spot inside of me and giving me pleasure. I moaned around the cock of 52, still sucking and slurping on it. I moaned louder as he fucked me.
I was literally fucked in the ass and enjoying it as I had never enjoyed something before. He was grunting and moaning too. His hands around my waist gripped me tighter, his cock was going in and out very quickly now. He bent himself over me, breathed on my neck and suddenly stopped. He was in me, cock engulfed to the hilt, again making me feel completely full. He put one arm around my waist and with the other hand rose my upper body. I was now standing on my feet, still impaled on his cock. "52, get up on the bed.
- Yes Sir.
- Now give your cock back to my boy's mouth.
- Yes Sir."
And again, I had to suck on it. In the mean time, my Master had started pounding me again. This time, it was an up and down motion, making it more difficult to keep 52's cock inside my mouth. But my Master didn't care. He just wanted to fuck me while we were standing up. Sometimes, he was so forceful that I was taken of the floor, just held by his cock inside my ass and his arm around my waist. He did this some times, just to show his power.
Then ha changed his hold on me. His left arm went around my waist for support and the right one crept down. He took hold of my own cock and masturbated it. I was already hard from the hitting in my ass and his ministrations were taking me toward orgasm. "Are you ready to cum, 52?
- Yes Sir.
- Just cum when the boy does.
- Alright Sir.
- As for you, boy, you'd better swallow, if you know what's good for you."
With that, his hand picked up the pace and wanked me to orgasm, still fucking me. When I came, it was mind-shattering! I had never felt such an orgasm. I tried to shout but 52 was keeping his cock in my mouth, silencing me, and filling it with hot cum. He came and came and came, leaving no choice but swallow or drown in it. In the meantime, my Master was unloading in my ass. I felt as though he was filling my complete bowels with liters of cum. The quivers in my hole, triggered by my own orgasm, had taken him over the edge. He screamed for a long time while pumping me full of his seed.
When we had all stopped cumming, he told 52 to leave my mouth and get off the bed. He then asked him to pick the objects at his feet. I heard the man move, while my Master, still impaled in me, was stroking my chest with his hand. "Open your mouth, boy." Resigned, I did. He put his fingers in it. His fingers from his right hand, that were coated with my cum. "Suck and swallow, boy. That's your own cum, coming back to you." Again, I did as told. Then, he took one of the objects from 52. And put it back on me. It was the gag and muzzle again. I tried to shout "no!", hoping for release and rest, but he was to quick and my shout was muffled. Then, I felt him take his dick out of my ass. I thought I would at least be able to rest my ass. How wrong I was! I swiftly plugged me again with the inflatable butt-plug and pumped it, to my great dismay.
"This is in order for you to keep my cum in you. I want you to fill my man seed in your ass for some time." He took his arm off me and pushed me on the bed where I laid sobbing, exhausted and despaired.

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Sorry for the long delay. My mind was not in the mood for kink writing. But mails exchange with two of my friends took me back on tracks and thus the story goes on again.