Age 21 - Summer 1976

Small town in New England

The Drug Years

I just couldn’t believe it had come to this! Just three days without anything to smoke and I was knocking on the door of one of the worst bad ass club houses known. I knew of these guys well and had always steered clear of them because of some of the things I had personally witnessed them do. Not only were they outlaw bikers, but they were Viet Nam vets that felt they had a sense of entitlement. A bad combination. But I thought since I had hung out with many gang members of other clubs in the past and always seemed to be able to handle them well, I figured my silver tongue could do it again. Boy, was I wrong. Especially about my silver tongue, it got put to use in a way I certainly never anticipated.

Someone opened the door and said, “What the fuck you want." He looked my slender 125 pound frame up and down like I was nuts for intruding into their world. I asked for Rick, a guy that a friend of mine mentioned several times before moving to the West coast. They said he was taking a test spin on a bike and would be back in a few. I was given a beer and told to have a seat at their make-shift bar. There were five guys I counted in this front area, but I had no idea how many might be in other rooms. This guy giving me the beer introduced himself as Bill and wanted to know what the hell I wanted with Rick. I told him it was personal business and that I would only talk to him. Most bikers wouldn’t tread on that statement, not wanting to get in the business of a fellow member. This guy didn’t abide by that theory and he asked again in a very demanding way. Having to say something, I referred to my friends name and that we were associates of sorts. He came back with, “Oh, you want some smoke." With that he plopped a baggie on the bar and said to roll one.

Things got a bit easier for a while; the guys started joking around and asking casual questions. I figured the 'proving myself' thing was over, mostly from just having the balls to be my size and voluntarily walking into their club house. We smoked a couple of joints and I was on my second beer by the time Rick got back. Two of the guys had left and I was feeling more comfortable being here in their club house. I figured I’d get a bag and be on my way in a few short minutes. I wanted to get to the phone booth and call for a ride home (about twenty miles away) before it got dark. Rick finally came over and sat down with a beer in his hand and asked what I wanted. After I told him I was looking for a bag and that my friend David had moved, he got this huge grin on his face and just said he knew. He  wanted to know just how good of friends we had been. I said we were very tight and that’s why I knew of him. I got a very weird vibe from him, looked around the room and noticed that the three other guys still there were also smiling or grinning. Rick asked if I knew why my friend had moved westward and I told him it was because he had gotten a job offer out there. He just shook his head and said, “No, that wasn’t it." Suddenly things flashed through my head; what if he had ripped these guys off, or betrayed them in some way. I could be in pretty big danger here and started looking for a way out of this mess. Rick asked if he said anything to me before he left, like about doing shots on tequila night? I said no, and everyone started laughing.

I got up and said they obviously had a problem with the guy. I was just going to butt out. I knew better than to get in the middle of biker feuds and headed for the door. Rick told a guy by the door by the name of Cisco to stop me. I asked what the problem was and I was right. My friend, the horny little fucker he was, had violated a “bitch law”. That meant that he screwed around with another members girl somehow. I said it wasn’t my doing and said I had to get to the phone booth to call for my ride. He asked why I needed a ride. I told him how I hitched over and that I was calling a friend to pick me up. Trying not to make any eye contact knowing that these guys were much like dogs and could read fear in a persons eyes, I looked down and around the room. That’s when I noticed that Rick’s pants had an obvious hardon in them. It had been almost a year since the last time I was with a guy, but with these four very rough guys standing around, my desire for a sexual encounter wasn’t a thing I was looking forward to.

He asked me what I came for and I said just a bag. He went into a drawer, took out one and said it was $30 and I said I only came with a $20, since the standard price was only$15.

I tried to bargain for just half and he said he had a better idea; since David and I were such good friends. First he asked if I had seen any marks on David before he left and I said 'no'. He continued, “And if you don’t want to have any you’ll be as smart as he was." Then he asked, “Are you smart?" I thought for a moment and realized there was only one right answer. I smiled a bit and stated that, “I was very smart." Rick looked around at the three other guys, Bill, Cisco, and Danny and all were smiling in agreement. He told Cisco to lock the door and put out the signal. I would find out later that the signal meant the club house was in private use and no one else was allowed in. Rick got up and put an arm around me real tight and lifted me to my feet. I started shaking at the possibilities that could be coming and none seemed to good. It wasn’t good to say that you’re good friends with someone that screwed over another member, like I just had. I started to beg my way out of this situation but my pleas fell on deaf ears as I was walked into the rear bedroom. The other guys followed, except Danny. He was busy getting something from behind the bar.

When we got to the room, the 3 guys held me and started ripping all my clothes off of me. Fearing that I was going to get raped by all these guys, I tried to struggle against them without being provoking. When they had me stripped, I asked what they were going to do to me and pleaded again that they just let me go. Rick started to tell me what was going to happen. I could comply or fight like hell, the latter would just get me in a lot of physical pain. I was told that we were going to have a Tequila Cocktail party and I was the only guest. He said the way it worked was that I would suck each of them off and catch their sperm in a shot glass. I didn’t like where this was going. He went on to say that I would then fill the glass rest of the way with Tequila and then do the shot. And then I was told I would be doing them all, and that salt wouldn’t be needed since come is so salty. Just then Danny sat the bottle on the night stand and started setting down glasses. When there were five glasses set done I asked, 'since there were four of them, why did he have extra glasses'. Danny smiled at me and said “You don’t think we’re going to just serve you one each do you?" I was getting frantic as all hell. I thought that they were just scaring me, except I’d hung out with bikers enough to know this wasn’t all that far from some of the things I’d seen.

Rick asked me in what order I wanted to do them in. Scared to do anything to show willingness and the sheer embarrassment of having to pick who would assault me first, I sat there wondering what to say. Finally I asked what David had done. He told me he had whimpered throughout the whole night and said to just pick my first cock. I finally thought the sure thing was to say, "By rank”. That meant their rank in the club.

Rick said as the general that that would mean him and sat down in the only chair in the room. He said to get a shot glass and to come over to him. I hated the thought of moving off the bed. As scared as I was, getting violently stripped of my clothes in front of these four large and gruffy men had the involuntary reaction of getting me somewhat hard. At this point I was scared shitless, not the least bit turned on. I took a glass and walked meekly to him. As I stood there looking down at the floor I was ordered to get started. I knelt on the floor and waited for him to open his pants, but he didn’t. I realized that he was waiting for me to do that. I reached over his legs, undid his belt and snap, and unzipped him. His face showed assurance that I was doing it right. I grabbed his pants and underwear and expected him to lift up some for me, but instead he made me pull them out from under him as he sat. As I pushed them to the floor I saw his cock was large, fairly thick and pressed hard against his belly. He wouldn’t even open his legs for me, so I had to push them apart so I could get close enough to do it. He warned me that I was never to take my mouth off their cocks until they said to or I’d be in serious trouble.

Just before starting, I looked up at him and begged him with my eyes not to make me do this. When there was no reprieve I pulled his cock forward and took it into my mouth. He slapped me on the top of my head and told me to put some effort into it. So I started to bob my head up and down. He reminded me that the glass was on the floor and as I sucked on his cock I groped around the floor and felt for where I had set it down. I found it and held it in my hand. As he put a hand onto the back of my head and pushed deeply into my mouth, I saw a flash out of the corner of my eye. As I struggled to turn my head while Rick continued to thrust up into my mouth, I heard a familiar whir of a Polaroid camera. I finally saw that Danny had just taken a picture of me in my predicament. When I tried to protest about the picture Rick informed me that the picture was for insurance so that I couldn’t cry rape later on. That actually made me feel good for two reasons; it meant that I was going to get to leave and that they didn’t want this to get out either.

As he started to get into my performance he told me I could do this in one of two ways. I could either catch his load of come in the glass and hope my aim was good, or catch it in my mouth and spit it into the glass. He pointed out that anything that missed the glass I would have to lick up no matter where it landed. I held up the glass to signify my answer. After another minute he said to get ready and then said 'now'. I quickly pulled off his cock, aimed it to the glass and held it still. He called me a dumb ass, grabbed my hair and told me to get him ready again. As I sucked on him again he told me next time to use my hand to finish him off. When he was ready again, I grabbed his cock in my hand and began to pump him while holding the glass very close to the tip of his cock. I could feel the first spurt run through my hand and hit the glass. He squirted several more times and I noticed that as far as sperm goes, his didn’t look too bad. Thick, creamy and very consistently white, and filled the small shot glass about a third full. As I milked the last drops from him I sat up on my knees and waited for the next instructions. He grabbed my hair and told me I wasn’t finished until I cleaned him up. As I bent over and took him back into my mouth I remembered the first time I heard that; when I had given my very first blowjob at age 11 to my neighbor Kenny. I sat back on my knees and he told be to fill my glass with tequila. I got up and went over to the night stand and filled it the rest of the way. Someone ordered 'bottoms up'. I gulped hard, took a swig from the glass and swallowed. Since I wasn’t a drinker, it burned my throat. As I poured the rest of it into my mouth I swallowed it quickly. It felt so strange going down in one swift drink like that. That’s when I realized I had screwed up. I essentially drank the tequila first and used the come as a chaser. One of the guys also pointed that out to me and said the point of doing shots was to do it all at once.

I sat the glass down and when I looked up Rick said I wasn’t done yet and to lick the glass clean. I picked it up, gulped again and started to lick towards the bottom. It wasn’t easy getting to the bottom. When I figured it was clean enough to satisfy them I sat it down on the table. Danny slapped me on my bare back and said, “One down and about twenty to go."

Then Bill said that since he was the captain he was next and sat down on the bed and patted his crotch as if to call me to him. I went over to him and kneeled in front of him. I saw he wasn't going to help either and started undoing his buckle and zipper. As I went to pull his pants down, unlike Rick, he lifted up so I could get them off of him. His cock was fatter than any I had ever seen and about six inches long. It looked like half of a large cucumber. He had a big belly that reminded me of the carnival boss. I had a little trouble getting far enough between his legs and struggled a bit just to get his cock into my mouth. His girth stretched my lips to the max and made it hard to breath. Everyone was giving me instructions on how to do it better and I started to choke a bit. As I was ordered to work my way deeper down onto his shaft, I saw another flash and realized there was now another picture of me with another cock in my mouth. He told me he was about ready and I realized I forgot the glass. I frantically motioned towards the table. One of the guys handed me a glass just in time as he said he was coming. I pulled my lips off of his cock and aimed him towards the glass and this time pumped him untill he finished. As I started getting up he grabbed my shoulder and looked at his crotch. I saw what he meant and leaned over to lick him clean. Then I stood up and went to the table. I filled the glass and this time when I drank it, I took it in one long shot. As I sat it down I could see their disapproval and remembered I had to clean the glass too and proceeded on that task.

Danny took Bill’s place and told me to remember a glass this time. I took a quick swig off the bottle and was told not to do that again without permission. So I took a glass and went to kneel in front of Danny. He started undoing his pants and Rick said that was my job, so I reached over and finished getting his pants to the floor. This mans cock was pretty long and skinny. As I worked on sucking him off I was becoming aware of a slight buzz from the alcohol. It didn’t take much to effect me. After getting me into a steady rhythm on him, he leaned back on one arm and put his other hand on the back of my head to start pushing me lower. Bill came over with the camera and told me to smile. When I wouldn’t, Danny pushed real hard on my head and there was a flash. After a couple of minutes Bill came over with the three pictures and showed them to me. He told me to pick which one I liked best and remembering the warning not to take mouth off till I was finished, I twisted my head and looked at each one. I figured the sure bet was picking the one of their leader Rick. It also was the clearest and showed pretty much just what I was doing. Unfortunately, I picked the worst picture. Bill showed them all which one I picked and left the room for a couple of minutes. I found out later that he had tacked the picture on the front door to show other members just why they weren’t allowed in to this private party. That picture would come back to haunt me in a couple of years at an outdoor concert.

Danny wasn’t as eager to get off as the first two guys and I had to work a bit harder. I bobbed up and down fairly fast and kept my lips tight as I did it. And he didn’t say when he was ready to come. I actually felt his first spurt hit the back of my throat and quickly bent him down to fill the glass. As I was noticing that I missed the glass with a couple of spurts, I was tasting the first come I had without tequila, trying not to let the guys know what had happened. That got me quite horny and I noticed I had grown rock hard. I bent back down to suck the last drops from his shaft and stood to mix the cocktail. Danny stopped me, pushed himself back on the bed and pointed to the two spots on the sheet and his leg. I glanced at Rick and he nodded as if to say to 'clean him up'. I leaned down and licked his come first off the sheet and then his leg. There wasn’t nearly the amount of come in this glass so I was going to get much more alcohol. But the tequila was making me less nervous and I downed it quickly.

Cisco replaced Danny on the bed as I licked the glass clean. He had a rather large, thick cock and it was very rigid. I had to half stand to suck on him because I couldn’t bend it down. Danny was next to me with the camera and instructed me to go as deep as I could. Getting loosened up from the alcohol and starting to feel a bit nasty, I went for the pose. I took as much of his cock as I possibly could and waited for the flash. When it developed Bill showed it to me to taunt me some. When Cisco saw me bring the glass up, he advised me that he wouldn’t be able to bend to aim for the glass and said, 'if I didn’t want to be licking the whole floor I better think about catching his come in my mouth and spit it into the glass instead'. I thought about the spots I just had to lick on the sheet and Danny’s leg and put the glass back down to show that that’s what I would do. As I went down on him I thought about how this had to be the most rigid cock I ever had in my mouth. I was relaxing a bit now because now that I’d seen the last cock and knew there were no major surprises hidden away in anyone’s pants, I could feel at least capable of the tasks presented to me. I could tell Cisco was ready to come and took one last gasp of air. I worked his cock between my lips as he held my head tight and filled my mouth full. The other guys cheered at that and someone proclaimed, “Now that’s the way to suck cock." When I was sure he was finished coming, I slurped away from him and deposited his load into the glass. I had to go back and lick some come off his shaft that had dribbled out of my mouth. I stood to mix my last cocktail and saw that the glass was almost half full. I was feeling nasty as hell right then and purposely drank his cocktail in two swigs. First the tequila, and then just his sperm. I licked the glass clean and figured I was finished, feeling that they had been lying to me about how many times I was going to be mixing these cocktails.

I sat down on the bed and thought about what I was going to say to get out of there when Rick smiled slyly and said I hadn’t done everyone yet. Fear hit me and shear panic as I thought that there might be any number of guys on the other side of the bedroom door. Instead Bill handed me a glass and said to 'fill it'. I looked around the room to see if someone had come in and they all laughed. Rick said, “No, you fill it this time." I said “No way, I can’t. I couldn’t possibly come in front of all you guys." Then I said how dirty it would be to drink my own stuff. Rick laughed and said, “You just sucked off four guys and drank all our come, but you think that’s dirty?" Then he sat back and just thought for a minute, and finally said they would help me. I was ordered onto my knees in the middle of the floor with a glass. Rick told the others that they would help me with a 'carouse'. There was a muffled cheer as they all gathered around me, made a circle and started dropping their pants. Bill grabbed me by my long hair, pulled me to his cock and said to suck. As I started to obey, I was told that every 15 or 20 seconds I would be passed to the next guy, and that I was to jerk myself off as I got passed around. With the glass in one hand and my hard erection in the other, I started doing as I was told. It was very awkward trying to keep my balance on my knees, glass in hand, jerking myself off and all the while getting my head pulled from one guy to the next.

Strangely enough I had fantasized about doing something much like this on several occasions, but never thought about the glass in my hand. I couldn’t believe how unbelievably hot and horny I had gotten and was feeling myself getting closer. I decided that for some reason I wanted to finish on that extremely fat cock of Bill’s. I almost came then thinking about that, so I slowed my pumping and waited to get passed back to him. Two men later he was grabbing at my head to pull me to him and I hurried myself up. I was just getting my glass ready to fill when Danny grabbed my head and pulled me away. I jerked back to Bill’s fat cock, muffled out that I was about to come, and went nuts forcing my lips over his huge cock. I yanked away as I started to shoot my load into the glass and was cheered again. I felt like I was going to collapse from being so drained and someone helped me to my feet. I almost dropped the glass. I sat on the edge of the bed and Rick told me to finish it off. I filled the glass and could tell there was a glaze in my eyes as I looked at all these guys and the cocks I had just drank from and then been passed from one to the other. For the first time tonight, drinking my own cocktail was not at all appealing in any way. As any guy knows, sex drive instantly goes to zero as soon as I guy climaxes. But I put it to my mouth and slurped it down like bad tasting cough syrup. And then I sat back on the bed totally spent and getting very wasted.

The guys talked for a minute in low voices and then Rick stated, “You aren’t leaving us like this. You sucked us all to major hardons and think you’re going to just stop. What kind of a tease are you?"

I started pleading with them again. I told them that I had already sucked them all off and wanted to leave. I had learned my lesson.

Rick came over to the night stand and set up four of the dirty glasses and said, “This is what you’re going to do next. You’re going to go back on the carousel and every time you get one of us to shoot our load, you swallow every drop, clean us off, and you come over here real quick and do a shot. Then you hurry back and go back to work till we’re all done with you; you understand?" All I could do was nod my head.

As he started to fill the first glass, I asked him not to fill them all the way. He stopped and asked why. I said I couldn’t drink that much, that I would get sick. He didn’t seem to mind that, so I tried something else. I told him I might pass out and then I’d be of no use to them. Actually, I was afraid of what they might do to me if I did pass out. But it made sense to him and he dumped some of the glasses into the others so they were only about half full. He turned to me and said, “You’re right, you wouldn’t be much fun that way." He sat on the bed next to me, put his arm around me and asked if I was having fun yet. I just gave him a glazed look and he helped me back to the circle.

I just went to my knees and sat there in a daze as they started asking me questions. Someone said, “Whose cock tastes the best?" I didn’t want to answer and for that I got a slap in the back of the head. It was asked again and I said I didn’t know, and got another slap. I was asked one more time and not wanting to get hit again I looked at their cocks one at a time and they could see I was thinking about it. Then I pointed at Bill’s fat round cock and said 'yours'. I was asked, “Whose come did I like the best?" I looked around again trying to remember each one and pointed to Cisco. The last question was, “Who gave your mouth the best overall fucking”?" Once again I looked around and when I decided I looked up at Rick’s face and pointed to him. With that Rick said 'less talk and more suck' and pulled me by my hair to his now flaccid cock. It didn’t take long to suck him hard again and that got the other guys hard as well. I had made a couple of trips around the carousel and the bedroom door opened. I was getting massively horny again and my head was clearing, and my inhibitions were fading fast. I glanced around the cock in my face to see a big guy checking out this scene. He said, "So this is the guy in the picture on the door." He apologized for breaking the rules, but needed a spare helmet for a friend. Rick said, “No problem."

As he stood there watching me getting passed from one guy to the next, Bill was getting very active in my mouth. When Danny tried to take me away he told him to wait. As Bill worked his huge cock between my lips he was getting me really horny and I started sucking more for myself than for him. I wanted to taste his come and feel him spurting his load into my mouth. He grabbed my head thinking I might pull away and started coming for me. I gulped every time I felt my mouth filling. When he was all done I made a point of slurping him clean. Then I heard 'hurry up'. I jumped to my feet and went to the table, gulped down the glass and hurried back to the circle. I became acutely aware of the new guys presence now and as Bill sat down I wondered if the new guy would take his place. I started back on Danny without any coaxing, all the time listening to all the sordid praises the new guy had for my obvious talents. I loved knowing this new guy was standing there watching me get passed around like a biker bitch. I became aware of a new energy within me that I was performing for him. I loved it when the next guy would pull me away from one guys cock to have me replace it with his own. I wanted to get so nasty right at this moment that I would have done ten more guys if they walked through the door.

I recognized the guy in my mouth now was Cisco and his amazingly rigid cock. He told me this would be his last turn. My mind raced to the glass that had been half full and I realized I was about to have a lot of come to swallow. I twisted a little bit to see the face of the new guy. I wanted him to see me feast on Cisco’s cock as he fed me his huge load. When I felt the first rush of sperm hit the back of my throat, I tried to smile as I felt my eyes roll back in my head. I choked on his wealth of come and gagged, but just kept swallowing the best I could. As he finished, I knew what I was going to do next. It was risky, but I was so fucking horny and feeling like such a slut. I licked him clean and hurried to do my shot. I hurried even faster back to the circle and as I got down on my knees in front of Rick, I smiled at the new guy and asked if he was going to join us or did he just like watching? Unfortunately, he said he had to go. He had already violated club rules. But he said if he was back by the time the signal came down he’d love to put my pretty little mouth to work on him. I slurped my way off Rick’s cock, flashed him a smile and went back to work. I had Danny and Rick left to go and I was wondering what would be next. I heard Rick tell the new guy to be back in an hour or so, so I knew I had that long to go at least before tequila night was over.

After the new guy left, Rick kept me to himself for a minute and pumped me harder than anyone had yet. As he started to come he pushed his cock almost into my throat and held it there until he was done with me. It was so deep I didn’t have to swallow his come, it just went down. I took a long slow slurp off his softening cock and cleaned him with my tongue as I did. I stumbled to me feet and went for my chaser. I almost fell as I drank it down and told them they were about to lose me if they made me drink much more. They said the next glass would be my last then. I was feeling so good now that I was actually hoping that they didn’t mean this would be the end. Except for a very sore jaw, I was starting to really get into this party. Plus, I had no idea how I was going to get home at this hour. I stumbled my way back to my last cocktail supplier, Danny. I remembered how I had to give him a really good vigorous blowjob to get him off the first time, so I settled in on my knees and went to work on him. It took another five minutes to pleasure him, but I drank him done, almost with glee. I decided these guys hadn’t hurt me anymore than beating to death my dignity, and that would come back as soon as I sobered up and got away from the club house. I was somewhat anxious to hear what the next hour would hold for me.

I asked what time it was and willingly sat down on the bed next to where Rick was lying. I realized I’d been sucking these guys off for almost two solid hours. I told them how my jaw was aching and started making small talk. I could see they needed a rest as well and suggested that we smoke one before they put me through anymore rituals. I could tell they enjoyed my renewed vigor. As we passed one around between us they told me about how I compared to my friend David. They said there were five guys there for him and he never lasted to round two. He was half wasted when they started on him and he had to drink his cocktails separately, which meant much more alcohol. They said the one thing they made him do that they weren’t prepared for with me, was that they had bought in this German Shepard. They had jerked him off into a cup and held David down as they poured it into his mouth. I thanked them very much for not doing that to me and reminded them that I had been very nice to them tonight considering I hadn’t done anything other than say I was David’s friend in the first place.

I noticed that Bill had passed out and Cisco wasn’t far from it. I asked Rick if I was finished for the night and he said, 'not quite'. He told me at least two of them had decided that they were going to fuck me. My jaw dropped. I hadn’t thought much about that possibility. I got instantly scared again and quite somber. I asked him who wanted to do it and he said himself and Danny. I thought at least they had the two smallest and easiest to take cocks out of the four men. I asked 'how and where', and he tapped the bed and said, “On your belly bitch." I said, “You’re lucky you got me so fucking wasted first, or I’d be fighting like hell right now." I stared at him for about a minute, stood up from the bed, and then lay face down on the bed . To let him know I was really ready for him I spread my legs a little, turned my head to look at him and said I 'was ready'. He wanted Danny to see this display of mine and he told me to stand up. He said to take another shot off the bottle and when Danny came back in, to make a similar display in front of him. While I poured the drink I asked him who would be going first. He asked me who I wanted and why. I told him I wanted him to do it first, because Danny was longer and would take longer to get off. Danny came through the door right about the time I swallowed that last shot. Both Bill and Cisco were passed out now on the other bed across the room. I could see the situation needed setting up, so I asked if they had anything else in mind for me. Danny said 'yeah', and that I was about to get my ass fucked. I pretended not to already know that and told him I’d been very good to them and to please just let me go. Rick piped in and said, “Who you want to fuck you first, me or him?" I said, “Come on, please don’t do that to me." I gave a sneer, turned towards Rick and said I 'wanted him first'. I put my glass down and walked to the bed again, and lay face down. I again spread my legs for him, turned to Rick and gave a little smile. I said, “Just get it over with."

With that Rick rolled over on top of me and I reached back to spread myself open for him. I concentrated as best as I could on getting feminine in my head like Paul had taught me ten years earlier. But this time I couldn’t openly display that side of me. My ass, as it turned out, was very loosened up from my buzz, and the fact that I intended to help get this over with quickly. Rick pushed into me pretty easily, but it still brought tears to my eyes. Rick noticed that and it made his eyes glow with new excitement. As he pushed away at me deeper and deeper I felt more and more pain, and tears rolled freely down my face until I was whimpering. Rick loved this reaction since I had laid down for him willingly. My whimpering turned into soft crying as he abused my ass. I was his for the taking and he was going to give it to me good, so I couldn’t forget him. He said in a low voice next to my ear, “You want to be my bitch, don’t you, you little fucker." After a brief hesitation I nodded my head yes. And with that, this man gave me his third load of come that night, and rolled off me. I turned my head and Danny saw my face for the first time since I laid down, covered in tears. Between gentle sobs I said to him, “I guess it’s your turn now."

Danny had a big smile on his face and a major hardon. This must have been what he wanted all night. He came over to me and I spread my legs again. He slapped my ass fairly hard and said, “Turn over bitch." I turned for him as he got on the bed between my legs and lifted them into the air. As he probed my already soiled ass hole he continued pushing my legs back till they could go no further and slid his cock into me. “Now show me those tears cunt." As he reamed away at my ass I just let the tears flow and continued to sob quietly. His length was too much for me and hurt like hell. He kept staring with such lust at my face full of tears and torment as he stiffened. He gave one final hard push into me and dumped his load into my ass. He pulled out of me and before I could get my legs back down, he gave my ass another hard slap. I just dropped my legs and laid there staring at the ceiling.

After a few moments Rick came over and looked at me quite differently. He said the other guy had come back for that blowjob I had offered him. And hesitating, he said he had two friends with him. Rick said when I was done with them he’d give me a ride home. Then he asked if I wanted to take on all three or just the one. Drying my eyes I asked him,  “What do you want?" He said he’d leave it up to me. I put a very stoic look on my face and said, “No, what do you want me to do?" With that he smiled, pulled me off the bed and across the room to the door. The signal must have been turned off because the three guys were sitting in the bar area drinking as he dragged me totally nude to the bar area and asked who was going to be first. He didn’t wait for a response but led me to a very small store room off that area. He turned me to look at him, gave me a little smile and said loud enough for the three men to hear, “On your knees bitch. One, two, three... and then I’m dumping you down the road."

The first guy was the guy that had seen me performing earlier. I was so wasted and sore I can’t quite remember what happened with these three guys. I must have done them and then passed out. The next thing I knew Rick threw my clothes on top of me, ordered me to dress and took me outside to his bike. He wanted to know where I lived and I told him what town.

Though I saw Rick a couple of years later, I never needed that number, but that’s another story.

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