Lost Soldier
(M/M/M/M, masturbation, reluctant, first time, oral, anal)
by Endy - brycejlover@yahoo.com

This is a story about a straight American soldier who was forcefully turned into a homosexual sex slave by the Iraqi men. To some people, this may be a very controversial story. I have NO political agenda. And I do not wish to discredit either the US soldiers or the Iraqi men. This is just a horny fantasy of a gay man and is full of sex. No life was lost here. As a peaceful man, I do wish there were no war so there were no parents, either American or Iraqi, who cried over their dead children. All flames regarding this story will be ignored. This story is FICTIVE and written for masturbatory reason, if you can't distinguish between fantasy and real world, you need to see a psychiatrist.  

It had been hours since Lance and his comrades walked around the rocky dessert. The camouflage uniform that he wore was not a blessing amid such heat. Sweat had dampened his shirt, soaking it. The first thing that he wanted was to take off all of his clothes, to get naked, and to have cold shower. The gun that he held in his hands felt much heavier. Occasionally, he would brush the sweat drops off his face. Turning to his comrades, he saw that they were in heat, too. Lance was one of the thousands American soldiers that were stationed in Iraq. At first, Lance was very enthusiastic about serving his country. But after some time being in Iraq, he started to think that the war was foolish. Feeling angry, Lance kicked the small rocks near his feet. The sand grains flew about, blown by the desert wind. As far as he could see, there were only vast dessert and rocky hills.

'Damn! I'm feeling quite horny. I haven't jacked off since weeks ago.' Secretly, he reached down for his crotch. None of his comrades saw it. Immediately, he massaged the bulging crotch while walking. It felt somewhat good but it was not enough. Lance needed something more. He needed to empty his ball sack. 'Fuck! I have to cum. I can go crazy if I don't get proper release. Damn! Ever since I get here, I hardly have any privacy to masturbate.' Looking around him, he noticed a tall rocky hill. It had many nooks where one could hide in. 'It looks like a perfect place to jack off. It won't hurt to release my lust there. I'll be back in minutes. I'm sure my comrades won't know that I'm gone.' While the troops kept advancing, Lance deliberately slowed down his pace. Finally, Lance found a chance and he quickly scurried to the rocky hill. 'Yeah, now it's my chance.' Dropping the gun onto the sandy ground, Lance quickly unzipped his trousers. He did not have much time to masturbate, thus he had to do it fast. 'Damn! I'm so horny. If I don't cum, I'll go fucking crazy.'

Lance fully realized that what he did was unbelievably stupid. But when one was sexually frustrated, he would do anything to release it. As the sand-color trousers were unzipped, a big bulge sprang out through the open flies. Pulling at the briefs, Lance released his aching dick. A big reddish head poked out. Being cut, he had no foreskin. The reddish glans seemed rather dampened. Lance indeed had been oozing precum since hours ago. Proudly, the hard man meat stuck out and throbbed. The hot dessert wind blew against it. "Oh yeah," Lance moaned, touching himself. To relieve himself, Lance unbuttoned his shirt buttons. He kept doing it until his uniform hung open. Underneath the camouflage shirt, Lance wore a white undershirt. But it had been drenched with excessive sweat. Since it was wet, it clung onto Lance's athletic body. The outline of his body was shown, curving and bulging against the wet fabric. "Oh! I want to cum. I have to jack off."

Lance found a comfortable position. Hiding inside the nook, Lance got an excellent view of the rocky dessert. He laid his clothed back against the rocky surface of the hill. "Ah! Yeah! I'm jacking off. Oh!" To ease himself, Lance unzipped the trousers. He pulled the zipper all the way down. The briefs were also pulled down. Lance tucked the rubbery waistband under his balls. Thus his dick was hanging out in the open. "Ah! I'm so fucking horny. Damn! I wish there's someone to fuck. I need a cunt to fuck." Lance was a horny straight man. In his early 30s, he had not lost any interest in sex. His cock was as hard as rock, pulsating incessantly. With one hand, he fisted it. "Oh!" he moaned when the callused palm rubbed the exposed dick head. "Shit! I need some lube." After gathering enough spit in his mouth, Lance spat onto the dick head. The hand then began stroking the fluid across the head. "Oh yeah, I feel so horny. Ah fuck!"

The free hand slipped underneath his shirt. Upon feeling his own skin, Lance groaned. "It feels so good. Damn! I wish it had been someone else who touched me." To achieve a better stimulation, he closed his eyes. His fantasy ran wild. In his mind, he pictured himself being in a nude beach. There were so many good things to see. "Yeah, baby. I love your body," Lance whispered, drown in his erotic fantasy. Meanwhile, his hand continued to caress his own chest. Slowly, it crawled up. At the same time, it also wiped away the sweat. "Damn! Oh! Play with my nipples, baby." Still closing his eyes, Lance was groping his own nipples. Taking turns, he stimulated each of them. "Damn! Oh!" But as the fingers made contact, Lance just could not stay quiet. His body tensed and writhed. "Shit! Oh!" Both of his nipples were more sensitive compared to other men's. Whenever his nipples were touched during masturbation, the sensation would bring him closer to the point of no return. "Ah! My nipples! Oh!" But Lance did not give any mercy to his own nipples. Those fingers continued to twist and rub them. "Damn! Yes! Oh!"

The effect was immediate. Lance's cock grew harder. It was throbbing in his fist. Suddenly, Lance's precum oozed out. It stained Lance's palm, lubing up the knob. The fluid had eased the jacking off process because it lessened the friction between Lance's callused palm with the sensitive dick head. At the same time, Lance had trouble in gripping his own dick for it suddenly became too slippery. "Oh! I'm precumming. Yeah! I'm close to cumming. Just a little bit more." Wanting to cum as fast as he could, Lance was jacking off with increasing speed. The fist went up and down, almost in a blur. "Ah yeah!" he moaned, his head falling back. "I'm so close to cumming. I can feel it. Ah! I have to cum now." The grip tightened in order to give more pressure. "Ah!" Instinctively, Lance groaned more loudly. "My cock head. Oh! I've squeezed it too hard." If Lance had more time, he would certainly love to prolong his masturbatory session. "Oh! I must cum now," he whispered to himself. His heart was beating fast inside his rib cage. He knew for sure that if he had not gone back quickly, his comrades would start to look for him. The last thing that Lance wanted was to be discovered with a hard dick in his hand. "Damn! Cum now, Lance. Come on. You can do it," he encouraged himself.

The cock head glistened. As Lance grasped the shaft, the head turned redder. Covered with precum, the glans looked as if it was about to burst. "Yeah! I'm so close now. Oh yes! I'm about to shoot my cum! Yes! Damn!" Beads of sweat increased in amount. The back of his shirt was drenched. They also beaded up his forehead. Lance was in such a heat. Only orgasm that could soothe his mind. "Oh! I'm cumming. Ah!" As orgasm approached, he began to display signs of impending climax. His chest was heaving up and down. Taking in the air, the torso expanded. "Fuck! Oh! Damn!" Lance timed the nipple stimulation with his ejaculation. At the same time when the cum was squirted out, he gave one of his nipples a hard twist. "Ah!" A painful groan erupted. Lance did not care whether his comrades could hear his groan or not. At desperate time like that, all he cared about was his own orgasm. "I'm cumming!" he yelped.

Without being able to stop it, Lance abandoned himself to the power of orgasm. His entire body shook immediately, looking as if it had been zapped with electricity. Lance's strong sturdy legs suddenly shuddered, almost unable to sustain the weight of Lance's body. His mouth gaping, Lance only produced incoherent grunts. His voice turned hoarse. "Ah! Oh! Oh!" Again and again, he groaned, one hand still milking the shaft. The creamy cock juice was shot forward, landing several inches in front of Lance. The gooey cum immediately seeped into the sandy ground, leaving wet mark. "Fuck! Oh!" More cum was shot forth. But after the first shot, the ejaculation grew weaker. Instead, the cum dribbled down. Some of it clung onto Lance's fingers as he kept milking the cock. "Fuck yeah! Oh! Yes! I'm cumming! Oh!" Contracting muscles shook Lance's athletic frame. It happened for several seconds. When it was over, Lance still had trouble in breathing. "Oh, it was awesome," he sighed. The broad chest was heaving, dampening the undershirt with perspiration. Lance did not immediately tuck his cock in. Instead, he shook the limp dick as he wanted to get rid of the excessive cum drops. While he was busy with his dick, suddenly someone approached him. Lance soon realized it but he had no time to defend himself. The next thing that he remembered was the darkness.

*****

"Oh, my head," Lance growled. He had no idea for how long he had passed out. As he regained consciousness, he realized that his whole body was tingling with pain. It did not take him long to realize that he was lying on a damp rocky ground. But when he wanted to move his hands, he noticed that they had been tied securely on his back. Light came into his eyes. When Lance opened his eyes, he began to take in the details around him. Apparently, he was in a cave. He spotted several men standing around him. But he could not see them clearly because the cave was only lit by flaming torches. "Where am I?" he asked. But no one answered him, not in English. Some of them were talking to themselves in foreign language. Lance believed that it was Arabic.

One of them then approached Lance. Roughly, he grabbed Lance's arm and forced him to stand up. Lance's feet were not tied, thus Lance could comfortably position himself in a standing position. Silently, Lance observed the man. Obviously, that man was one of the Iraqi insurgents. Dirt clung onto his clothes. Like most people who live in dessert, his clothes were loose. On the head was a turban. Around his jaw was thin beard. That Iraqi man muttered some things in Arabic. Lance could not understand a word of it, but he could guess that they were words with negative meaning. The Arabic man continued to manhandle Lance's body. After several minuets of Arabic lecture, the man suddenly spoke in English. Although his accent was weird, Lance could still understand it. "My name is Yusuf. We caught you because you are an American soldier". He paused for a moment. Glancing down at Lance's crotch, he continued, "You were masturbating."

Lance's face reddened. Then it all came back to him. Lance remembered the shattering orgasm he just had. And he also remembered about getting hit. Yet, as he looked down, he realized that his limp dick was still dangling out from his open flies. The Iraqi men broke out in mocking laughter. Each pointed at Lance's dangling dick. It was the most embarrassing experience ever for Lance. If the earth could have opened up, he would have immediately jumped in. "Oh!" Lance groaned when Yusuf suddenly grabbed his testicles. Yusuf's grip was merciless. Yusuf's finger had also accidentally pulled out several pubic hair. And it caused Lance to produce loud groans of pain. At then, Lance felt so vulnerable. Although he was a combatant soldier, the thought of death made his body shiver with indescribable fear. He knew exactly how much the radical Moslem members hated the American. Without being able to control himself, Lance suddenly wept. He tried to plead for his life. "Please don't kill me. Have mercy. Please."

Yusuf and his men laughed again. "So are all American soldiers cry-babies as you are? I've never seen a crying soldier before." Yusuf brought his face close to Lance's. His hand still gripped Lance's balls. Tightening the grip, he whispered, "Fear not, my American soldier. We won't kill you. Unlike other groups, we don't believe in killing. But we do believe that the status of American soldiers is lower than animals'.' With that, he yanked the balls free. A gasp of pain escaped Lance's mouth. "Take him away, guys," he ordered his men. "Put him in the training chamber."

Like a ragged doll, Lance could not defend himself when several Iraqi's men manhandled his body roughly. One man simply grasped the back of Lance's uniform shirt and tore it into two. The torn shit fell onto the ground, leaving Lance in his undershirt. "No, what are you guys doing? Let me go! Please!" Turning to Yusuf, he frantically yelled for his life. But his pleas were ignored. Lance had no idea what he was about to encounter in the training chamber. But as long as it was not death, he would be able to manage it. Another man took out a knife and showed it to Lance. Lance's body shivered, fearing for what was about to happen next. But his worst thought did not happen. Instead, that Iraqi man brought the knife down and tore Lance's zipper. The sharp edge of the knife ran down to Lance's ass. Simultaneously, another man, from behind, did the same to the back of Lance's trousers. Needless to say, the trousers dropped down, torn into two. Lance's face turned even redder. When those men were trying to rip Lance's briefs, Lance fought for the honor of his manhood. But easily, they yanked the briefs down. Within seconds, the briefs became fabric shreds. "You guys are pervert!" Lance screamed. While he was screaming, a man ran a knife on Lance's undershirt. "Fuck!" Lance screamed, realizing that he was as naked as a newborn baby. And he thought he could have his shoes but then he was ordered to take them off, too. What choice did he have? Lance then stood in front of them bare-naked.

No matter how hard Lance tried to fight, he lost. Those men were much stronger and they had knives. When one of them placed the knife on Lance's throat, Lance finally decided to give up. For a moment, those men were mesmerized by Lance's naked body. Obviously, they appreciated his muscular contour. But Lance hated the way their eyes stared. Lance's limp dick was swinging about whenever Lance's body moved. Unprotected, the dick was very vulnerable to attack. When one of them reached down for Lance's dick, Lance had no way to avoid it. A groan of shame echoed as he felt another man's hand on his dick. But to Lance's surprise, Yusuf's baritone voice resounded. Clearly, he did not like the horny reaction of his men.

"Stop molesting him!" he said in Arabic. "This American soldier may be the best one that we ever captured. He can be worth a fortune. Take him the training chamber first. After his pride has been broken, then you guys may enjoy him." His eyes glaring, he ordered those men to take Lance away. As those men walked away, Yusuf kept his eyes on them. But, he was not looking at his fellow Iraqi men. It was Lance whom Yusuf observed. Lance's muscular back was straining as he tired to give resistance. 'He will make a fine sex slave. I can sell him to a horny Arabian sheik.' Bending down, Yusuf took the torn shirt. 'Lance,' he read the name on that shirt. 'Get ready to be converted.'

That naked American soldier was then pushed through a tunnel. To Lance's relief, none of them tried to grope his naked body. But it still could not erase Lance's embarrassment as he was marched naked. Apparently, the cave had a large network of tunnels. Each tunnel was lit up by a series of flaming torches. Several Iraqi men were standing along the tunnel, guarding it. Silently, Lance counted their number. 'Fuck! There are tens of Iraqi men. How can I ever escape from them?' Lance's concentration was suddenly blown off when he heard a series of faint yelp of pain. The further Lance walked, the noises got louder. 'What the fuck is going on here? Who are these men?' Lance's questions would be answered soon enough. As the approached one opening at the end of the tunnel, the groaning grew louder. 'What are they doing to those men? Why are the men screaming? Fuck! They must be torturing those poor men.' As they got closer to the training chamber, Lance lost his bravery.

But when he was pushed inside, Lance witnessed the most terrifying scene ever. The room was quite large, lit up by torches. Inside it, the temperature rose owing to the heat emanating from those torches. Before his eyes, several naked men were being sexually tortured. To be exact, they were being raped homosexually. Being a straight man, the scenes were so gross to him. All of the raped men were white men. Lance's feet froze, unable to move forward. But he was then being pushed into the center of the room. Upon witnessing the ordeal of those white men, Lance shivered with fear. He knew that the same fate had awaited him. Walking clumsily, he was marched to a ceiling of chains. As soon as Lance got there, those Iraqi men quickly shackled his arms and feet. Lance gave no resistance for he realized that there was no way out. While he was being shackled, he looked around at the room and got a better view about what they did to the other unfortunate white men. And what he saw made his body shuddered with fright.

Most of those white men were athletic. Some were built like swimmers. The others were big and strong, almost like bodybuilders. But all of them were powerless to fight back. They had been stripped of their clothes and also of their honor as free men. Lance thought that maybe they were soldiers who got captured just like himself. The painful groans continued to resound through the room. A blond athletic naked white man was on his knees, shackled. But his lips were gripping an Iraqi man's thick circumcised dick. Tears were streaming down the blond man's eyes. Obviously, he did not enjoy doing it. Another white man was groaning as a rough Iraqi man was fucking his ass in a doggy position. In the corner, a naked brown-haired guy was crying because his dick was being stroked without lube. All those painful cries echoed in Lance's mind. And he could not get rid of them. Lance had been secured. His feet and arms were shackled to dangling chains. Lance did not know what the chains were for. But he would know soon enough.

"Nice beautiful man," Yusuf said, standing at the entrance. But that man had already taken his clothes off. Yusuf was as naked as Lance was. Despite the fact that there a number of naked white men around him, Yusuf fixed his eyes to Lance only. "You're the finest catch. I'm sure I can sell you with a very good price." As he was talking, he walked up to Lance. With one wave of his hand, he dismissed the other Iraqi men who previously brought Lance in. "Oh yeah, I really like you." Without shame, Yusuf proudly displayed his raging hard-on. Like all Moslem men's cock, Yusuf's had been circumcised. The reddish head glistened, covered with precum. "Do you like my cock, huh?" It was a rhetorical question. The sight of Lance's helpless body hanging down in chains excited Yusuf so much. Using his fingers, he traced the contour of Lance's naked torso. "Oh, I can't believe how beautiful you are. Wish I could keep you for myself."

As the finger tips made contact with Lance's body, Lance could not help groaning with disgust. It was the first time ever that another man touched his body sensually. The thought made him shiver with disgust. "Fuck you! Hands off me. I'm faggot. Release me immediately before my comrades find you and kill you all." But Lance's threat had no effect at all. Yusuf's fingers were still dancing on Lance's smooth bare chest. "Oh fuck!" Lance groaned. His hands were lifted high above his head as chains held them securely. Lance's smooth pits were displayed. "Ah! Don't touch my pits! Stop it!" But Yusuf's ears turned deaf. "You're all fucking perverts! You're all homos! Fuck you all!" Lance yelled, out of anger. His voice boomed but it could not compete with the loud groans of pain from the other tortured white men. "What are you gonna do to me, huh?" he asked Yusuf, staring at that Iraqi man's eyes. "You're gonna rape me? You're gonna turn me into a cock-sucking faggot? Never! You'll never break me!"

"We shall see then," Yusuf said. Clapping his hands twice, he signaled one of his men to come forward. Yusuf's dick throbbed, excited about what was about to happen. An Iraqi man came and brought a device which looked like a cop's nightstick, both in color and shape. Yusuf took it and showed it to Lance. "You will learn to obey me." And with that, Yusuf poked the head of the nightstick into Lance's chest. Immediately, low voltage of electricity surged through Lance's body. The naked American soldier screamed at the top if his lungs. It was both shocking and painful. "Yeah, do you still want more?" Mercilessly, Yusuf poked Lance's chiseled stomach. "Scream as loud as you want. The more loudly you scream, the hornier I become."

His body hanging down from the chains, Lance could not defend himself. Wincing, he tried to curl up but the chains held him in place. "Oh stop it! Please!" he yelled. Although his body was muscular, it could not bear the jolt of electricity. Still shaking from the jolts, Lance's body ached. The spots where the nightstick landed were burning with pain. "Don't hurt me please. Ok, I'll do anything you ask," Lance said, feeling very defeated. To his expectation, Yusuf stopped his assault. 'These Iraqi would turn me into a homo slut. If I want to keep living, I must endure these ordeals.' Lance's body shuddered when he heard a hoarse shriek coming from somewhere in the room. 'Fuck! This is a fucked up situation.'

"Stand still, while I inspect your body," Yusuf ordered, his hand still holding the stick. That naked Iraqi man roughly touched and groped Lance's body. In close distance like that, Yusuf's body looked more intimidating. He actually more looked like an executioner. When he was dressed, he concealed his bulging muscles. Being naked, the muscles showed. Compared to Lance's body, Yusuf's was slightly larger. Those muscles looked as if they were about to burst out and tear the skin. Proudly, Yusuf flexed his arms. "I'm bigger and stronger than you. So don't try anything funny." Rubbing Lance's torso, Yusuf wanted to estimate how much muscle that Lance had. "You have a very nice body. Strong. Athletic." Obviously, the perverted Iraqi man enjoyed the hardness of Lance's torso.

Having no choice, Lance could only let that man feel his chest. The callused palm brushed roughly against Lance's smooth chest skin. 'Fuck! A homo is groping my chest. And, oh, he's touching my erogenous zone. Ah shit!' Uncontrollably, Lance's body was shivering. "No! You can't force me to be a fag. I'm not a fucking fag!" Lance groaned, wincing. But Yusuf's hand was merciless. Knowing that chest was Lance's erotic zone, Yusuf purposely stimulated that area with his hand. "Stop it, oh! Don't touch my chest. Ah! Fuck!" Despite Lance's thundering protest, Yusuf kept stimulating the chest by rubbing it. The ordeal was too much for Lance. In a matter of minutes, his pride as a heterosexual man crumbled down.

"You're just like a bitch. Don't you know that women get excited when their tits are groped?" Being a cruel man, Yusuf enjoyed Lance's ordeal. He just loved to see the defeat on that handsome American soldier's face. "Oh yeah, you're such a slut. You have great lust, insatiable lust." The hand trailed down Lance's rock-hard abdomen. "You've trained yourself well. Many older sheiks love fucking young macho studs like you." Delightedly, he watched how Lance's abs contracted. "Beautiful. I love handsome virile men with sensitive bodies. They're great at receiving pleasure, which simultaneously also pleased the pleasure givers. Older sheiks usually love to see their studs moan and writhe from sexual pleasure." Carefully, Yusuf's hand moved downward, sliding on Lance's hard abs.

"Ah! You touched my cock!" Lance protested. But before he could say more, he was threatened with the electric nightstick. Learning from his previous shock, Lance forced himself to stay quiet. 'Oh shit! This is all wrong. Another man is holding my cock in his hand. Oh! No! It can't be happening!' Somehow, Lance got the courage to fight back. But as he wanted to move his hands, he was powerless. The chains were pulling his hands back, restricting him from lowering those arms. The feet were immobilized as well. "Ah!" Lance flinched when Yusuf's callused hand brushed his exposed dick head. At that moment, the knob was dry. Thus, it aroused uncomfortable sensation which almost resembled pain. "Oh! My cock head," Lance whimpered, shaking his body. "No, stop it please. You're hurting my sensitive cock head. Oh! Mercy, please."

Instead of letting the cock go, Yusuf held it more tightly. "So your dick is sensitive? I guess we just have to make it insensitive, then." He applied more pressure, squeezing the head. Lance's wincing was Yusuf's reward. "Oh yeah, I love seeing the pain on your face. Yes, I like the grimace on your beautiful face! I'm gonna break you up." After a closer observation, he spoke again. "Luckily, you're cut already. I don't have to circumcise your dick. Unlike your fellow Italian friend." Clapping his hand, he gave a cue to his men.

Immediately, they wheeled out a white man and placed him right in front of Lance. Like Lance, that man was also stark naked. The Italian man was strapped to a wooden device like wheel chair. Both of his hands and legs had been secured. It was clearly that he was trying to break free. His contracting muscles became obvious evidence. "Fuck you all! Let me go!" he screamed. "I will kill you all! Bastards! Oh!" But his wailing was ignored. The wooden frame of that chair held his body securely. His legs were spread out, exposing his unprotected cock. That Italian man looked at Lance nervously. As he was breathing, his slightly hairy V-shaped torso was heaving. Beads of sweat were rolling down that Italian body. Despite his protest, an Iraqi man, wearing medical coat, came up and sat on the ground. In his hand were a pincher and a scalpel. Looking at that surgery equipment, the Italian man's face went white. "Fuck no! Don't do this to me! Please! No!" Several other Iraqi men came up and gathered around the helpless Italian man. They were all naked, showing their lewd erection. Some of them began to fondle the Italian man's chest. Feeling disgusted and scared, he was yelling for his life.

"I want you to witness this. We always prefer to have our slaves circumcised. With the loss of foreskin, the beauty of the cock head will be revealed," Yusuf explained as he fondled Lance's dick. Wanting to arouse Lance, Yusuf used persuasive way. Gently, he was stroking the white meat. "Oh yeah, I know that you like my stroking. Don't fight it. Give yourself up." With a snap of his fingers, he ordered two of his naked men to stimulate Lance's body. Those Iraqi men began their work. "Don't fight the pleasure. You know you want it," Yusuf persuaded Lance. Up and down, Yusuf's fist was pumping Lance's fuck rod. I'm gonna milk you dry and turn you into a faggot. But in order to do that, I must break your pride."

"Oh," Lance moaned when he felt a wet yet warm tongue was sweeping his nipple. Despite it was done by another man, Lance could not deny that it did feel good. Hands were groping his nude body, caressing it. "Shit! Oh! Fuck!" To his amazement, his dick began to respond. "What? I'm getting hard? Ah!" It was no use to fight the sensation. The more he tried to deflate his dick, the harder his dick became. "Fuck! Oh!" Lance groaned in defeat. Never had he felt so humiliated. "It can't be. I'm not getting hard over a bunch of faggots. Fuck no!" But the reality was different. Lance's dick just got harder and harder. It was growing in Yusuf's fist. "Oh fuck no," Lance cried in anguish. Tears of humiliation dripped down.

While Lance was whimpering, the Italian man began to whimper as well. "Don't do this. Don't cut my foreskin. Fuck no! You guys don't even use anesthetic!" The gentle caressing on his body could not calm him down. His eyes widened with fear as the Iraqi doctor was stroking his dick. "No, don't touch my cock, faggot! Stop it! No!" That Italian man could not control his erection, either. The sexual stimulation that his body received was simply irresistible, even for a straight man like him. Moaning, he still tried to break free. Although his body wasn't built like a bodybuilder's, the muscles flexed hard as if they were about to burst out. "Oh no!" he wailed in great despair. In the Iraqi doctor's hand, the cock reached full erection. That meat was throbbing excitedly without knowing what would happen to it. "No, get off me, perverts! Shit!"

Seeing that erection, Lance was more than glad to know that he was not the only one. "Oh shit. It starts to feel good. Oh," Lance moaned, his body contracting. Beyond his will, he was being masturbated. Lance certainly did not know what happened to him. But the homosexually lewd scenes around him seemed to have a profound effect on him. As he swept his eyes around the room, he witnessed several naked white men moaning as they were being raped by the Iraqi men. Lance could not make out what their moans mean. At times, they sounded as if they really enjoyed the raping. Lance's' head was reeling, not being able to resist the pleasure. "I'm getting horny. Oh! Fuck!" The chain rattled when Lance was pulling at them. His body grew stiff, shuddering.

Those two Iraqi men were getting eager. One man was embracing Lance from behind. His Iraqi dick was pressed against the crack of Lance's ass. But the cock did not go in. It just stayed there, spreading its warmth. Lance shivered, feeling uncomfortable. It was his first time to be embraced sexually by another man. It felt strange, especially when a hard dick was pressed against his ass. The other Iraqi man still busily slurped on Lance's pointy nipples. After he finished with the left nipple, he gave the right one the same treatment. Without stopping, he assaulted Lance's nipples with his tongue. Needless to say, he left sloppy mess on Lance's torso. But the saliva trails soon dried up. Since Lance's body moved too much, the other Iraqi man locked it with his strong embrace to keep it steady.

To Lance's shock, besides getting an erection, he also oozed out precum. "It can't be happening. I'm precumming! Oh!" It was a big shame for him as a straight man. His body had betrayed him. Being chained, he could only whimper and accept the stimulation. His dick was throbbing in Yusuf's hand as it was being stroked. "Ah!" Lance groaned when his dick head was brushed. Luckily, the oozing precum served as lube. It protected the exposed glans from friction. Closing his eyes, Lance was carried away by the sensation. "Oh, I can't fight it. It's too pleasurable, oh!" The lewd moans around him also heightened the sex atmosphere. Finally, Lance decided to give in. "Yeah, stroke my cock, faggot. Make me cum if that's what you want. Oh! I'm gonna show you how American men shoot their cum. Ah yeah!"

Meanwhile, the Italian man was about to start his ultimate ordeal of pain. His dick was fully erect, pulsating in the Iraqi doctor's palm. His face turned white when he felt the cold metallic pincher gripped his foreskin. "Ah!" he whimpered. His body shuddered, trying to anticipate the impending pain. Cold sweat ran down his forehead. Beads of sweat had also been formed on his broad torso. As the Iraqi men were groping his body, that Italian man whimpered. The erection never faded away. On the contrary, it got harder. The purplish veins bulged along his dick shaft. "No. Please. No," he whimpered when the doctor brought the scalpel over. But his pleas were unheard. Suddenly, that Italian man was screaming at the top of his lungs. It happened at the same time as the scalpel made its first incision. "Oh!" A long wail of pain echoed. Its intensity outmatched the incoherent groans coming from the raped white men in that room. Instantly, tears ran down the Italian man's face. His mouth gaped open.

The sharp yelp woke Lance up from his masturbatory reverie. He could not believe that they really cut the Italian man's foreskin without any anesthetic. As blood flowed and dripped onto the ground, Lance could not get his eyes off that horrible circumcision. As a fellow soldier, he would like to defend that Italian man. But he was helpless, too. "Oh! Ah!" Lance kept whimpering as Yusuf tightened the grip. Lance's dick was squeezed hard. As the result, more precum was wrung out. "Ah! Fuck!" Lance whimpered. It was hard to believe that he could still get hard even while watching other man in bloody mess. "I can't stop getting hard. Ah!" Squirming, Lance helplessly pulled against the chains. Against his will, his dick was dripping. The precum was spread evenly on the glans while the dick was being jacked off. "Shit! Oh! Fuck!"

The cries of pain continued to resound. Deliberately, the Iraqi doctor was cutting the foreskin ever so slowly. No matter how hard the Italian man bucked and writhed, his body remained still owing to the restraints. The naked Iraqi men were kissing and touching that Italian body. But nothing could ease that horrible pain. That Italian man almost fainted as he saw his own blood flood the ground. During the circumcision process, his dick grew limp. No one could achieve erection when being faced with extreme pain. There were no words that could describe the pain he suffered. The pain shot up to his brain. Each time the sharp scalpel made a cut, the pain wracked that Italian body. Sweat flooded his entire body. The gathering Iraqi men gratefully licked up the excessive sweat. While their lips busily licked that Italian sweaty torso, their hands were stroking their respective cocks. Obviously, they derived pleasure from seeing men in pain. The doctor was not different from others. It was clear that he enjoyed the same sick fun.

Lance knew for sure that he was not aroused by the pain that was torturing that Italian Adonis. What got him hard was the thought that gay sex would soon follow after the circumcision. In addition, almost everyone in the room was having sex. Thus, being horny was something inevitable. Grunting, Lance flexed his biceps. He could feel cum churn inside his heavy balls. "I'm gonna cum, fuck!" Lance warned, squirming. Yusuf's gripping hand indeed felt so good. Without realizing it, Lance was shoving his body forward. He was making fucking Yusuf's fist. "Fuck! You've kept me horny and wet. Oh! If I don't shoot, I'll go crazy. Oh damn!" When a hand brushed his nipple, Lance gave a surprised yelp. "Oh! I want to cum! I want it so much. Damn!"

Noticing the change in his newest victim, Yusuf gave a lewd grin. "That's it, stud. Let it go. Shoot your cum. Yeah!" Seeing how excited Lance was, Yusuf got excited as well. His other hand was free. Yusuf used it to milk his own dick. "Yeah! I'm so horny for you. White men always get me sexually excited. Fuck yeah! And I swear that I'm gonna fucking fuck your cherry ass." With much determination, he was milking Lance's rod. "Fuck yeah! I want you to cum! Shoot it! Cum! I want to see it! Yeah, cum for me, you American slut!"

The howl of pain continued, coming from that Italian hunk. His voice had turned quite hoarse. Uncontrollably, his naked body was shaking. The Italian foreskin was hanging by his dick head. It only took one more cut to detach it completely. When the doctor finally cut the frenulum, the Italian gave out a louder shriek. Then, he collapsed into unconsciousness. While the doctor was tending the wound, the gathering Iraqi men could no longer hold back their ejaculation. Cursing in Arabic, suddenly one of them let his cum loose. "Ah!" he yelled, while a sticky load of cum shot out from his dick slit. The gooey white load landed on that Italian torso. Soon, another load was released. The other Iraqi men reached their orgasm, too. Thus, cum was raining upon that unconscious Italian man. His hair, face, and body were soon covered with puddles of cum. Lewd groans of orgasm filled the room. And they affected Lance, too.

"Oh fuck! I can feel it. I'm gonna cum! Oh!" Lance growled, pulling against his restrains. He was at the mercy of those perverts. "Ah! My nipple!" Lance screamed. His nipple was being bitten gently by one of those Iraqi men. And it soon triggered Lance's orgasm. "Shit! I'm cumming," he cried, shoving his hips forward. In Yusuf's hand, Lance's dick erupted. "Fucking shit! Oh! Yes!" Lance cried again. Immediately, gooey liquid was released from the slit. It stained Yusuf's hand. "Yes! I'm cumming! Oh shit! Milk my dick! Milk me!" Lance groaned, abandoning himself to the pleasure. Again and again, his body jerked. But the chains held it securely, keeping it steady. "Yes! Oh! It feels so damn good! Ah!" Lance whimpered, his nude body writhing. Most of the cum dribbled onto the ground as the cock was being milked.

"Yeah, shoot it. Oh yeah. I love seeing you cum. Cum for us, baby. Yeah," Yusuf coaxed him, increasing the pressure around Lance's rod. It was harder for him to grip that meat. But loose stroking was enough to bring Lance spectacular orgasm. "Oh fuck! I'm close too! Ah!" But Yusuf did not want to spoil his fun. Thus, at the point of ejaculation, he quickly released his own dick. But the other hand continued to wring the cum out of Lance's dick. "Yes! Give me all your cum! Shoot it. You need to release it. Ah yeah." The ejaculation soon stopped. But Yusuf still did not want to let Lance's dick go. "It feels terrible, huh? I bet that your dick is sore after cumming."

"Ah! Oh!" Lance whimpered. His body jerked. The orgasm was excellent. And he shot his loads quite a lot. But his dick head always turned more sensitive, right after cumming. When being touched, Lance just could not stop moaning. "My cock head, ah! Stop it! Oh shit!" Despite Lance's protest, his dick head was kept being rubbed until finally Yusuf lost interest. "Ah," Lance sighed with great relief. His broad chest was expanding, letting more air in. Sweat had already drenched his whole body, including his cropped brown hair. Sighing, he could only wait for what was about to happen to him. With a curious look, he saw they wheeled out the unconscious Italian man. The gathering Iraqi men dismissed themselves. Lance felt so weak after the ejaculation. Just as his feet lost their power, his body was being supported by the hanging chains. "You've milked me. Now what?" he asked, his voice sounding weak.

But Yusuf said nothing. He just clapped his hands. A naked Iraqi man came with a dildo. Its size was moderate. The other man lowered down the chains. Thus, Lance's hands could move freely. Suddenly, Lance was being pushed down onto his knees. Unprepared, Lance fell on his knees with a groan. Those Iraqi men laughed, enjoying Lance's ordeal. Wincing, Lance got onto his feet again. And at then, someone shoved his body forward from behind. Staggering, Lance somehow managed to maintain his balance. What Lance feared the most as a straight man finally came. They were about to train him to be cock sucker.

"Ah! It hurts!" Lance winced when he felt someone clutch his hips. Painfully, he groaned again as he was being forced to bend over. Awkwardly, Lance obeyed. As he bent over, he could not help seeing himself as a broken marionette. Before him was a drooling cock. When Lance looked up, he saw Yusuf grin at him. 'Fuck! This Iraqi faggot wants me to suck his dick. I don't want. I'm not a faggot.' Lance groaned again when someone pushed his head down. He was being forced to touch Yusuf's dick with his lips. "Please don't. I don't want to be a faggot," Lance begged, although he had already known that it was useless to beg.

"You have no choice," Yusuf said. "I want you to kiss my dick head. And lick it. Come on, pussy. Worship my cock." Rudely, he grabbed Lance's ear and pulled Lance's head down. "Oh!" Yusuf moaned as his dick head made contact with Lance's lips. "Lick my cock now or I'm gonna electrocute you to death. Do it!" There was nothing more delightful than to see a straight American soldier break. "If you wanna live, then start licking my dick. I will not hesitate to kill if you resist." Yusuf's man pushed Lance's head and held it there so that Lance could not back away. "Lick my dick, gently. Keep your teeth away."

'Fuck! This is disgusting!' Lance thought. His lips were pressed against Yusuf's reddish glans. The smell of precum was so strong. Lance slowly parted his lips. As he did that, he could taste Yusuf's precum. And it was disgusting to him. 'Shit! It tastes so nauseating. Fuck! I'm really fucked up.' Knowing that he had no choice, Lance forced himself to worship that Iraqi cut cock. At close distance, Lance could observe its shape. It did not look much different from his own. Hesitantly, Lance opened his mouth and took put his tongue. When that organ touched the cock head, Lance got a better taste. 'Fuck! It's salty. And it feels like I'm licking snot.' At that exact point, Lance felt the urge to vomit but he tried hard to suppress it.

"Look at him. He's really licking your dick, boss," one of Yusuf's men talked. The English that he spoke sounded weird, full with Arabic accent. He was so curious to see how well Lance could perform. While stroking his dick, he kept watching Lance. "Oh! I'm so hard watching him." His attention then was distracted as he saw Lance's back muscles flex. "Ah, that's beautiful. I love muscular white men. They're the best male whores." With much appreciation, that Iraqi man ran his fingers on Lance's bare back. "You're so beautifully sculpted. Your muscles exude much sensual aura. Oh! I can't wait to mount you." Lustfully, those hands roamed Lance's body, touching everything.

Being groped like that, Lance felt quite uncomfortable. 'This faggot is touching my body. Fuck! He touches my chest. Oh!' Lance's body was sensitive. If someone touched it sexually, his dick would grow hard. 'Damn! My limp dick reacts to the touch. Fuck no! How can I get hard again coz of men? Fuck!' But whether Lance liked it or not, his dick slowly regained its erection. Before long, that meat was throbbing hard like steel. Lances face reddened when the other men laughed at his erection. Groggily, Lance was licking Yusuf's manhood. Up and down the tongue went. As it did, it collected some precum liquid. Suppressing his disgust, Lance quickly gulped it down. Rolling his eyeballs upward, he saw Yusuf snicker at him.

"That's it, slut. Lick my dick up and down. Clean it from precum," Yusuf patted Lance's head. "Ah," he moaned when his dick oozed another drop of precum. 'Yes, this man ahs begun to accept his fate as a sex slave. It won't be long until I can sell him.' Running a hand on Lance's damp hair, Yusuf directed him. "Good. Your tongue is so talented. Oh! Yes!" But Yusuf wanted more than just being licked. Oral sex would not be complete without sucking. "Now, suck my cock." The order was short but it had great impact on Lance. "You heard me. Suck my cock!" Yusuf repeated, glaring down on Yusuf. "Open your mouth and put my dick head inside it. Do it!"

Slowly, that American soldier opened his mouth wide. As he placed Yusuf's dick inside, he had to struggle not to retch. 'Fuck! This is really fucked up! I'm gonna suck another man's dick.' But he still did it. Yusuf's dick felt big in his mouth, throbbing alive. With a strong determination, Lance finally closed his mouth. Upon locking his lips, the salty tang of precum immediately spread through his taste buds. 'Fuck! This cock tastes terrible.' Willy-nilly, Lance moved his tongue across the dick head. More precum was collected. 'It tastes rather salty. And I can also smell the musky odor. Oh man!' Being held back by chains, Lance awkwardly maintained the contact between his mouth and Yusuf's dick. It was not easy. Carefully, he started to suck.

"Yeah, slut. That's how you suck a cock," Yusuf commented, encouraging Lance. "But you need to apply more pressure. Suck my dick harder. Suck my cum out. Come on. Harder." The hand ran down, touching Lance's nape. "Nice muscular back. I love to see men who appreciate muscles." Yusuf's hand resumed its journey down Lance's back, caressing it gently yet lustfully. "Oh! I like the way you suck my cock. Amateurish. But I like it. Oh yeah." Being sucked was one of the things that Yusuf liked the most, especially if it was done by a white man.

For Lance, it was not easy to give a blow job to another man. It was both disgusting and humiliating. To his own surprise, he noticed that the more he tasted Yusuf's precum, the more he could tolerate the taste. 'Damn! Am I a faggot now? I swear that I almost vomited when this Iraqi precum touched my taste buds. But now.... Now, I begin to like it. This can't be. Shit!" Amid his confusion, Lance was still sucking the dick. Of course, he started it clumsily. Slurping noises echoed at times. Carefully, he made sure that his teeth did not get in the way. Yusuf's pre-ejaculate filled Lance's mouth. Like a real man, Lance took it all. While he was licking and sucking, he could not help knowing that his own dick was throbbing. And those naked Iraqi men were still mocking him.

"I know how much you like it," Yusuf commented, pointing downward at Lance's erection. "Your dick can tell no lie. Look at that. It's happy." A series of mocking laughter followed soon after. "Yeah, I can’t wait to bang that straight ass. Oh yeah! I'm so horny for you, white American slut. You're gonna be a faggot, just like us." Yusuf's dick just grew harder. When its head brushed the walls inside Lance's mouth, Yusuf could not help sighing. "Fuck yeah! Suck my dick harder. Get the juice out of my throbbing cock. Yeah!" Being horny, Yusuf wanted to feel the chiseled muscles that defined Lance as a stud. While one hand was groping lance's back, the other one was sliding on Lance's chest. "Oh, I love your body. I can feel all the muscles in you: the muscles of a Greek god."

Lance flinched a bit when Yusuf's callused palm glided across his torso. The touch did feel good. But at the same time, Lance was ticklish. The chains rattled, following the movement of Lance's body. Lance's erect dick was swinging up and down. A drop of precum was drooled out. At time like that, Lance wished that he could jack off again. But both of his hands had been secured. 'Fuck! Oh damn! I'm so horny. Oh!' That man had no idea how it could happen. 'Damn! Why am I hard? Is it because I am sucking a cock? Or is it because of the groping?' At times, Lance had the urge to moan out his pleasure. Yet, with a dick in his mouth, it was hard to do that.

"His dick is dripping precum," one of Yusuf men groaned. "You're so handsome. I want to suck you." With his limited English, he simply wanted Lance to know how much he wanted to suck Lance's dick. It was not for Lance's pleasure, but it was mostly because that Iraqi man did like cocks. Without waiting for approval, that man quickly knelt down. "I want to suck." That was all he said before he sealed Lance's hard dick inside his mouth. "Yummy dick," he muttered. He sucked rather sloppily. Most of Lance's precum was sucked in. Yet, some dripped down onto the ground. Showing no shame, he exhibited his gay interest in another man's dick. While sucking Lance's dick, that man was jerking his own dick.

Upon being sucked, Lance was quite surprised. He never expected an Iraqi man would want to suck his dick. If Lance had free will, he would not have chosen to get sucked by a man. But he did not have any choice. "Ah!" Lance moaned, his mouth gaping. As the mouth opened, Yusuf's dick slipped out. "Fuck! Oh! A man is sucking my American dick. Fuck yeah!" he groaned, pulling at the chains. Although he hated to admit it, that was the best blow job that he ever received. "Shit! How do you suck so well?" But before Lance could say more, he shrieked. Yusuf roughly forced him to resume the suction. Giving no resistance, Lance meekly opened his mouth and took the cock back into his mouth. 'This cock doesn't taste so bad. The more I suck, the more I get used to its salty taste.' At that very point, Lance realized that his mind had been screwed.

"Lick my dick. Suck the juice out. Yeah! I'm so proud of you. You're a quick learner," Yusuf praised, throwing his head back. "Oh damn! Keep sucking me. Ah! I really love your mouth. Oh!" Yusuf's fingers were roaming Lance's broad pectorals. Gently, he was rubbing the smooth chest skin. As he did that, he could feel the hardness of those muscles. Deliberately, the fingers headed to one of Lance's nipples. "I like touching your pointy nipples. Yeah. You like when I do this?" And he lightly twisted the nipple. The reaction was immediate. Lance groaned and his body writhed against the chains. Seeing such reaction, Yusuf snickered to himself. Looking over Lance's back, Yusuf gave a cue to his man. "Pick a moderate sized dildo and ram his ass."

The Iraqi man smiled as he heard the order. Gladly, he fished out a dildo. Kneeling behind Lance's ass, that man was ready to begin the penetration. Speaking in Arabic, he said, "This white man has a tight ass. I can't see his puckered asshole without pulling the ass cheeks apart." With that, he grabbed Lance's ass buns and forced them to spread apart. "Oh yeah, his ass is tight." Next, he spat the exposed asshole. The drool hit the quivering hole. "Get ready to be loosened." And he brought the dildo head and placed it right in front of that anal entrance. "It's all set. You hole will get loose in no time, slut. Then you can take our boss' big dick."

When Lance heard that he was about to get loosened, he instantly got worried. He had never had anything inserted into his ass. Thinking about that kept him constantly worried. But being chained left him no choice. 'Fuck! He's gonna fuck my ass with a dildo! Shit!" he thought. Lance's naked body shuddered out of fear. It felt rather cold when the tip of that dildo touched his ass lips. He wanted to protest. "No! Please, don't fuck my ass with a dildo," he whimpered, letting Yusuf's dick go. "I'm not ready. Please don't. Don't fuck me." But before he could scream out more protest, he was hit by Yusuf's hard dick. That was his cue to resume the suction. Another Iraqi man approached with an electric nightstick in his hand. Lance immediately took Yusuf's dick back. 'Fuck! I hope I can bear it. Oh, this is gonna hurt.' Lance tried to be strong, but it was certainly not easy. "Ah!" he groaned, upon feeling the penetration. Naturally, Lance tightened his fuck hole.

"Open up," that Iraqi man ordered, still speaking in Arabic. One hand holding Lance's ass, he tried to push in the dildo head. "I love breaking virgin men's ass hole. It's fun to see how they react. And I also like to hear their groan of pain." No matter how loud Lance groaned, that Iraqi man did not stop. While doing his job, he glanced downward to see his fellow Iraqi man suck Lance's dick. "Shit! I want to suck that white dick, too." Applying more pressure, he forced the dildo to go in. He knew for sure that Lance must have felt uncomfortable. "I'm gonna open your ass. Oh, I can imagine how good it will feel." With one more push, the dildo head finally made its way in. A loud yelp accompanied it. "Yes! It's in!" The Iraqi man seemed very pleased.

"Oh!" Lance muffled a groan. His naked body jerked. At the same time, his dick produced another drop of precum. Another gasp resounded. Lance's eyeballs rolled upward. Tears suddenly streamed down his face. In his entire life, he had never felt any pain like that. Shit! It hurts like hell. It's only a dildo but it's tearing my ass apart. Oh!' Lance fisted his arms as if by doing that it could ease his suffering. The muscles within the arms bulged, growing bigger. Pain was wracking Lance's body. Even his sturdy legs could not bear it. "Oh please! It's hurting my ass," Lance spoke. But he received a hard slap across his cheek. Again, he was forced to continue his suction. With teary eyes, Lance did it. There was no more pride left in him. At that very second, Lance finally knew what humiliation was.

"Learn to obey me, slave. A good sex slave should be able to suck and to get fucked. Oh!" Yusuf groaned when Lance's tongue flicked the piss slit. "Damn! You have sucked for a few minuets but you have already known the happy spots on a man's dick. You're a natural cocksucker." For several times, Yusuf almost let his cum loose. But he always held it back because he wanted to leave it for the climax. "Yeah! Oh! You suck so well. Yes!" As the reward, Yusuf gave a light pinch on Lance's nipple. "Oh! I can't wait to fuck your ass but your ass has to be loosened first. You're gonna love my cock, slut."

Yusuf's words were echoing in Lance's ears. That American soldier could not think of anything else. His entire mind was occupied by the torturing pain. It was burning his ass. Tears, like water from a tap, could not stop flowing. 'My ass! Oh! They're gonna fuck my ass and turn me into a fucking faggot. Ah!' Lance's mind could not accept that fact. 'No! I don't wanna be a faggot! No!' But at that moment, suddenly Lance received a familiar sensation which was stirring his crotch. 'Shit! I'm gonna cum. Oh!' All of a sudden, his ass ring relaxed. The dildo then slid it and lodged itself in the depths of Lance's bowels. "Oh!" The dildo was quite big for Lance's narrow fuck chute. When that thing placed itself inside Lance' rectum, Lance immediately felt uncomfortable. 'What's going on? I feel like shitting. Oh!' Lance was obviously confused and scared. In the same time, he experienced pain, pleasure, and uncomfortable sensation.

The Iraqi man who was sucking Lance's dick recognized the signs of orgasm. He quickly announced it. "He's gonna cum!" That man then stopped sucking. A string of precum was stretched between his mouth and Lance's dick. Taking hold of Lance's dick, he gave it a series of hard jerks. "Yeah, come on. Give us your cum, slave." The stroking was hard and merciless. At times, the callused palm brushed against Lance's unprotected glans. Even though Lance had been oozing a lot of precum, he could still feel the soreness from the friction. "Yeah, I know you're in pain. But that's how a slave will spend the rest of his life." The stroking grew faster. His hand turned into a blurry object, moving up and down. "Shoot your cum, slut! Come on. Do it! Shoot your cum!" While one hand was jerking Lance's dick, the other one was placed under the dick head. "Shoot onto my palm. Yeah! Don't hold it. Just cum!"

Meanwhile, the other Iraqi man, who was tending Lance's ass, did not want to miss the fun. After the dildo managed to slide in all the way, he began the fucking rhythm. Steadily, he pulled the dildo out. "His ass is so damn tight," he commented in Arabic. A string of precum was hanging on that Iraqi man's dick. It was swinging about until it hit that man's leg. "Take the dildo, slut! Take it up your tight ass. Oh yeah! By the time I finish it, you'll be a horny faggot who craves nothing but big dicks." He cruelly pushed the dildo back when that thing almost popped out of Lance's ass. With widening eyes, he enjoyed seeing how Lance's puckered hole received the dildo. The dildo went in until the head hit something. "Is this your prostate, huh?" To test it, he made a series of short yet hard pounding. The head of that dildo was rammed into Lance's rectum over and over. "I knew it. It must be your prostate," he said, hearing the loud muffled groans.

'This is crazy! I'm sucking an Iraqi man's cock. A dildo is fucking my ass. And another man is milking my dick. Fuck! I start to like it.' Lance had tried his best to hate the treatment he got. The dildo did bring excruciating pain. But when it hit something inside Lance, Lance lost control. 'Shit! He hit my prostate. Oh!' Inevitably, Lance recalled the time when the military doctor examined his prostate. He also received the same wild sensation that almost made him shoot out his cum. 'They're trying to milk me. Oh! And it seems to work. Oh!' The defense broke down. Lance no longer felt the need to resist the pleasure. 'I don't care if they treat me like a whore. I can't deny this pleasure. Oh!' All of a sudden, it dawned on him that he could no longer feel the burning pain in his ass. Apparently, the prostate stimulation had drowned the pain.

"Enough," Yusuf said, pulling his dick out. That throbbing dick was wet with the mixture of saliva and precum. The reddish head was glistening. "I don't want to cum. Not just yet." Sweat was rolling down Yusuf's broad muscular chest. The view was quite erotic. "Yeah, I can see it in your face. You're begging to get fucked. Isn't that right, huh? Tell me. Let us know how much you like getting fucked." Another reason why Yusuf wanted Lance to stop sucking him was so that he could hear Lances begging for dick. "Don't be shy. Tell us that you need cock. Come on. Say it. Yu have known the pleasure that a dick can give you. The thing in your ass is just a dildo. Imagine what a real cock can do to you." Teasingly, Yusuf waved his dick before Lance's face. "I know you want it."

"Fuck yeah! Oh! It feels so good. Damn!" Lance was groaning. Like a slut, he did not care how embarrassing it was to reveal how much he loved the sexual treatment that he had. "Ah! I love the dildo. It's fucking me so well. Oh! And I'm close to cumming, too. Oh yes!" The chains rattled as Lance expressed his pleasure. To maintain the penetration, Lance kept his body bent forward. Thus, his ass was exposed. "Yes! Do it to me. Drill my ass with that dildo. Oh!" Lance was groaning like a bitch in heat. The droplets of sweat on his body grew larger. Turning his head back, he twisted his body. "Fuck me! Make me cum! Oh!" The head was later bent down. "Milk my cock. Oh! Milk it! Yes!"

"I'm gonna milk your dick, you American slut. I want you to cum on my palm," the Iraqi man said. His hand was waiting, right under Lance's throbbing dick head. Several droplets of precum had dropped on to that callused palm. Relentlessly, that man was stroking Lance's dick. "Come on. Shoot out your cum. Let me see it. Cum! Cum!" he chanted. The Iraqi man's eyes widened as he impatiently waited for Lance's climax. "You can do it. Shoot it! Yes, shoot it!" The stroking hand moved so fast that it could hardly be seen.

"Ah!" Lance growled. Both the dildo and the stroking hand had spurred Lance's orgasm. Again, that American soldier poured out his cum. Instead of shooting out, that spermous fluid dribbled onto the Iraqi man's palm. Despite the dribbling, Lance experienced one of the best orgasms ever. It was mainly caused by the dildo in his ass. At then, he knew why gay men liked to get fucked. "Oh! I'm cumming! Yes! Oh, milk my dick! Fuck it! Ah yes! Ah!" Repeatedly, Lance's body shook. The muscles in his body were flexing. As he came, his asshole twitched. The dildo never stopped fucking Lance's hole. During Lance's orgasm, the asshole was gripping the dildo tightly. "Fuck me! Oh! I'm cumming" Lance yelped as loudly as he could. It was such a sweet surrender.

Thick cum drops fell onto the Iraqi man's palm. That liquid formed a small white pool. The more Lance ejaculated, the bigger the pool became. "Oh yeah! Cum!" that man encouraged, fixing his eyes on Lance's spurting dick. He was enjoying the spectacular ejaculation. Without realizing it, that man was licking his own upper lip. "Mmm... Juicy cock juice." It went without saying that he wanted to lick Lance's cum. "Oh, your cum looks so delicious. Yeah." He did not slow down the stroking. In fact, he intensified the stroking rhythm and also the strength of his grip. It was his determination to wring out every last drop of Lance's cum. "You're a cum leaker. You cum a lot!" But just as he thought that Lance might not stop cumming, the gooey fluid stopped dribbling. The orgasm was over.

"Oh damn," Lance sighed, his body shaking for one last time. "Damn! You guys have drained me," he sighed again, losing all his energy. Like a lifeless body, he hung by the chains. Both of his feet had given up, not being able to support the bodyweight. Lance winced as his wrists were somewhat hurt by the chains. Tiredness could be clearly seen on his face. His cropped hair had been completely drenched by sweat. So was his naked body. "I'm so tired. Ah, I need to rest. Oh!" Lance groaned as the dildo kept worming its way in. His body swaying, he could do nothing to avoid the invading dildo. "Oh! It begins to hurt. Pull it out. Ah!" Lance's pleas were ignored. Thus he had to endure more pain as his ass was bombarded. "Fuck! Ah!" But the continuous fuck did not succeed in erecting Lance's creamy manhood. The dick remained flaccid. Swaying about, a drop of cum was hanging on the dick head.

"You're a marvelous slut. Look at your own cum," the Iraqi man who milked Lance's dick finally spoke. "You have produced more cum that I expected, considering that we just milked you earlier. I bet that you haven't emptied your balls for weeks. Don't worry. Our boss hasn't done with you yet." Bringing his palm close to Lance's mouth, that man barked out an order. "Lap it up. Don't leave any drop."

Seeing his own cum puddle, Lance's mind froze. He never expected to get such order like that. 'What? You want me to eat my own cum? Never." The thought of eating his won cum was so disgusting that Lance almost retched. The acrid smell of cum infiltrated his nostrils. Before cumming, he longed to smell such smell. But after cumming, the smell made him puke. "No. Please don't make me lick my own cum. I can't." Weakly, he tried to turn away from that cum-covered hand. But wherever he turned to, he could not escape from that hand. "Please no. I can't possibly eat my own cum. No."

But that Iraqi man had different plan for Lance. If that American soldier did not want to eat his own cock juice, then he had to be forced. With no warning, that Iraqi man suddenly rubbed his palm onto Lance's mouth. "Eat this. Eat your own cum, slut." Mercilessly, he pressed his palm against Lance's face. "Yeah, lick it all. Smell it. It's your own cum." It was certainly not easy because Lance resisted but that Iraqi man could easily subdue him. "You can't escape me. Eat your own cum. Be a good sex slave." The callused hand roamed Lance's face, smearing the cum evenly. Some of that fluid got into Lance's eyes, making that soldier yelp. "Yeah, I know it hurts your eyes. I really enjoy seeing you like this." He then laughed mockingly. The pressure of his hand got stronger. "Take this, you slut! Fuck you!"

"Oh! No!" Lance whimpered, pulling his chains. It was so humiliating to be treated like that. The smell of cum went into his mind and took it over. Blinking, he tried to get rid of the stinging cum by producing some tears. "Fuck! Oh! Please, no more. Oh!" But Lance was only a sex slave in training. He had to learn to obey. As he flexed his asshole, he realized that the dildo was still there. Lance tried to hold his breath but it was no use. The smell of cum was simply too overpowering. Not being able to breathe, Lance was forced to part his lips. At that exact moment, he accidentally tasted his own cum. Instantly, he retched. More cum was forced to flow into Lance's mouth. Once Lance opened his mouth, there was no mercy for him. His arms flailing and his legs kicking, that naked soldier resisted. "Ah!" he yelped when a stinging pain attacked his ass. "My ass oh!"

To Lance, his cum tasted weird. It was indescribable. Perhaps the closest description of its taste was like drinking laundry water. The cum had been smeared evenly on his face. And he had also tasted some of it. Nothing was left. When the Iraqi man removed his hand, Lance was finally able to breathe again. Yet, he could not fully relax because a new kind of pain still bothered his ass. Grunting, Lance tried to avoid the penetrating dildo. At least, he thought so. But when he turned his head around, he saw that the dildo was no longer in hi sass. What he felt was actually Yusuf's big dick!

"Oh!" Lance growled, feeling surprised. 'Shit! Since when that Arabic man fucked my ass? I didn't feel it at all. Ah! His dick must be bigger than the dildo! Oh damn!' Being held by the chains, Lance could go no where. After cumming, he was not interested in engaging in any other sexual activity. "Oh, stop it please! I'm in pain, ah!" Lance failed to realize that the more he groaned, the hornier Yusuf grew. "Ah!" Lance groaned again, his legs shaking. There were only chains that supported his body. "Oh fuck! My ass! It hurts so much. Fuck! Your cock is too damn big. Ah!" Instinctively, Lance tried to break free although he knew that it would be pointless. "Oh!" he yelped. The handsome face winced as another hard thrust was delivered into his rectum. Indeed, Lance could not see his own asshole. But he could imagine how his ass lips looked like.

"You have no idea, don't; you?" Yusuf said as he hammered Lance's abused fuck chute. "Oh yes! What a tight ass! Yes!" He really enjoyed feeling Lance's tight ass. Technically, Lance's ass was not virgin after dildo tore it open. But still, Yusuf's dick was the first dick that ever fucked that ass. "Oh yeah! I'm fucking a virgin American soldier. Yes! I love breaking white soldiers and turn them into sex sluts. Yes! Ah!" Yusuf took the pleasure of molesting Lance. In order to show Lance who was the boss, he deliberately fucked Lance with greater force. "Feel my Iraqi dick up your ass, soldier boy. Yeah! Take this! Oh! And this! Yes! Fuck! you're such a good fuck!" Not caring for the fact that Lance was in pain, Yusuf kept assaulting him anally.

"My ass! Oh! I'm getting fucked by another man! Oh!" Breathing heavily, that American soldier tried to keep his balance. But his entire limbs were aching. Like a broken marionette, he was hanging by the chains. "Fuck! Oh! My ass! Oh!" Lance just kept groaning. Although his body had been tired out, slowly it responded to the rough fucking. And Lance could clearly feel it. "Damn! I'm getting hard again. Oh!" Without being touched, that dick hardened. The traces of earlier ejaculating still clung onto it. Its surface glistened with cum. "I'm hard! Ah!" His loud groan attracted the two Iraqi men who previously had been attending Lance's body. When Lance saw them approach him, he knew that he was in for more homosexual stimulation.

Helplessly, Lance let those two horny Iraqi men grope his body. Moaning, Lance gave in to the sensation. Gradually, his body recuperated from the previous orgasm. Several muscles in his body flexed. Relentlessly, Yusuf's men were touching Lance's body. As their hands traveled down that body, they also wiped away any excessive drops of sweat. Lance's body was trembling. The groping had stimulated all the nerves that lay underneath Lance's skin. Despite the struggle, the chains could still hold Lance's body securely. When one of the men forced a kiss onto Lance's lips, Lance did not resist it. Clumsily, that American soldier tried to kiss him back. In the mean time, the other man was tonguing Lance's nipples while his hands were caressing every inch of Lance's body.

Lance knew that his destiny had been sealed. There was no escape. The anal pain began to fade away as the familiar pleasure revisited his ass. "Oh! Fuck my ass harder! Oh! Give me your big Iraqi cock. Oh! Screw my ass! Yes!" Closing his eyes for several seconds, Lance enjoyed the penetration. It felt very different. When he was being fucked by a dildo, he could clearly feel that the object was dead and cold. But Yusuf's cock was alive, throbbing inside Lance's rectum. "Yes! Give it to me. Fuck me hard! Fuck me like a slut! Oh! Yes!" Lance no longer remembered who he was. 'Fuck it all! I don't wanna be a soldier. I wanna be Yusuf's sex slave. Thus, I'll get fucked everyday. Ah!' A part of Lance was surprised to realize that he could actually think like that. But who could resist such sexual pleasure? It was the pleasure that no man could ever get from having sex with a woman. And Lance had been so addicted to gay sex.

"Yeah, you're just a slut. You're hungry for more sex," Yusuf commenting, heaving for breath. "Fuck! I'm gonna fuck you well. Yes! Your asshole will be fucked until it turns puffy and bleed from overusing. Oh!" Those strong legs were spread apart as Yusuf used Lance's ass. The leg muscles contracted as Yusuf worked his hips. Perspiration had already dampened Yusuf's naked body. "You're gonna worth a lot when I sell you to horny sheikh. Oh yeah! You'll get all the sex you want. And I'm gonna make sure that you're gonna be used endlessly. Oh yes! Coz you're born to be a sex slave. Your ass was made to be fucked." The slapping noises echoed whenever Yusuf's crotch met Lance's round ass. "Oh yeah! Take my cock! Yeah, American men love big Iraqi dicks." Still heaving, Yusuf gave an order to his men. "Make this American bitch suck your dick. Use him while you can before I sell him."

A hard dripping dick was presented to Lance. Without thinking, Lance opened his mouth and took that dick into his hungry mouth. 'Mmm... I miss sucking a cock,' Lance thought. As the precum taste filled his taste buds, Lance suddenly felt like at home. Eagerly, he was sucking the offered dick. To his pleasure, that dick was a leaker. 'Yes! This Iraqi man leaks out so much precum. Oh, I bet that he hasn't come in weeks. Oh! I can't believe that precum can taste so good.' Lance's sucking technique was not as good as a professional gay hustler's. But instinct was guiding him and helped him to discover it by himself. 'I just want more dicks. Oh! I don't care if I finally become a faggot. Now I know why so many guys like to be gay.' Although both of his feet were still somewhat weak, Lance still forced them to stand up. But just when he managed to set his feet on the ground, suddenly Yusuf was pulling them. "Ah!" With a yelp of surprise, Lance fell forward. The chains were rattling as they held Lance’s body steady. Thus, Lance was hovering two feet above the ground, supported by chains. Spreading his arms, he felt as if he could fly. Lance's erection was still throbbing, dripping precum onto the ground below.

"Fuck you, slut! Oh yeah," Yusuf groaned. With his bear hands, he lifted Lance's feet and hooked them onto his broad shoulder. Simultaneously, he maintained the penetration without pulling out his dick from Lance's abused hole. "Fuck! Oh! I have fucked many American soldiers but you're the best. Ah yeah!" It took a great strength to support Lance's feet. Holding Lance's hips, that Iraqi man was pounding away. "Yes! You're a good fuck, slut. Oh yes! I love fucking your ass so much. Yes! Oh damn! You're milking my dick!" All of a sudden, the asshole tightened. Wincing, Yusuf exerted more strength to drill the fuck chute. "Yes! Oh, you really know how to please a man sexually. Yes, keep milking my dick with your ass. Squeeze my shaft. Oh! Squeeze it hard until I cum in your ass. Oh! Don't stop! Yes!"

Lance had no control over his won body. He was just hanging there. When the dick was presented before his face, he gladly took it. "Give me your dick. Oh yeah! I love sucking dicks. Yes!" But the other Iraqi man apparently wanted to get sucked, too. "Give me yours, too," Lance said, eagerly trying to get both dick into his mouth. Needless to say, Lance could not do that. Thus, he was sucking both cocks in turns. 'Oh yes! Two cocks for me to suck. Two hard erect dicks of Iraqi men. Yummy!' While Lance was sucking one dick, the other one would be shoved into his sucking mouth. Precum was staining Lance's handsome face. Inhaling the air, Lance was drawing the smell of precum into his lungs. 'It's such a sweet smell. Oh!' Indeed, Lance had turned queerer than he thought.

Both Iraqi men just smiled at each other as they were being sucked. They began to whisper in Arabic. One did not have to be a genius to figure out what they were saying. Standing next to each other, both men got involved in deep wet kisses. Groping each other's naked body, they were not embarrassed to express their sensuality. Moans of satisfaction resounded. Lance was turned on to find that he could bring sexual pleasure to other men. But it was very hard to maintain the suction while having his ass fucked hard. Lance's body just did not stop swaying. And although there was no one who attended his dick, that meat could still throb happily.

'I never thought that I would enjoy being a faggot. I just can't help it. I love the sensation when I'm getting fucked. Oh! And I also like the taste of precum. I guess that I'm a faggot after all,' Lance thought as he desperately tried to maintain his suction. The smell of precum was so strong. Lance's face had been streaked with precum traces. But Lance did not mind it. Looking up, he enjoyed the facial expression of those two men whom he sucked. From his position, he could see their hanging chest mounds. Those mounds looked bigger. Suddenly Lance felt something different in him, just by looking at those manly pectorals. 'Oh, I love seeing those chests. They look so sexy.' Lance's eyes were fixed to the nipples. 'Fuck! I'm so horny looking at their naked bodies. Yeah! I wish I could touch them.'

The raping activities continued. Several Iraqi men were still molesting the other white men. Lewd groaning was echoing in that cavern room. Suddenly a sharp yelp came from one corner where another naked soldier reached his orgasm. That white man was forced to sit onto two dildo heads while his dick was being milked by an Iraqi man. The effect was too much for that white soldier. He exploded and his wads were shot all over the ground. "Ah! Fuck! I'm cumming! Yeah! Oh!" his groans apparently triggered the others' ejaculation. Thus minutes later, several men were cumming, too. Since the room was rather humid, the smell of cum quickly permeated the air. It has profound effect on Lance.

'Damn! The other men had shot. Their orgasmic groans were echoing in my ears. Ah! It seemed that they had great orgasm. Shit! My dick is so hard. And it's still dripping wet. I need to cum again. Oh!' Frustrated, Lance moved his limbs. But the chains did not allow his hands to go further. 'I can’t reach for my cock. Damn! I really want to cum.' The desperation in him drove him wild. Without realizing it, he was sucking harder. As the cocks were thrust in his mouth in turns, Lance gave them his best suction. Those dicks were throbbing excitedly, rewarding Lance with unlimited supply of precum.

"I know what you want, slut," Yusuf groaned, still relentlessly fucking him. "You wanna cum, huh? Then you will. I will pound your prostate and crush it. Damn! Oh! And it will trigger your ejaculation. Oh yeah!" Yusuf's muscular chest was heaving up and down. Dampened by sweat, it glistened. From the look of his face, one could tell that he was about to loose his cum. "Damn! Your tight ass feels so good. It's milking my dick. I can't hold it any longer. Damn! Oh yeah!" Looking at his two men, he gave them order. "I'm about to cum. Oh! I want you two to cum with me. Fill that slut's mouth with your cum. And make sure that he drinks it. Oh yes! It's close now. Oh! I'm so close to cumming. Fuck!" Gripping Lance's hips tighter, Yusuf was banging harder. At that point, holding Lance's legs became a hard task to do. It took great strength. Yusuf's muscles were contracting. "Damn! Oh! I've gotta blow my loads up your ass, slut! Oh! Take it! Take my cum!"

Those two Iraqi men were getting excited, knowing that their boss was going to breed Lance. Eagerly, they were raping Lance's mouth. The thrusts were powerful. At times, their dicks almost choke Lance. They both showed no mercy. The agony on Lance's face was a turn on to them. Speaking in Arabic, they teased Lance as to how sluttish he was. Precum flowed out almost incessantly. Some of it stained Lance's face, proving how sluttish he was. "Oh! Yeah! Ah!" One of them was groaning louder. The signs of orgasm were so clear. Taking hold of Lance's head, he forced that American soldier to take all of the length. Groaning like a wounded wolf, he finally released his pent-up cum. "Oh! Yeah!" The naked Iraqi man was convulsing. His friend had to hold onto his body to steady him. Gallons of creamy cum were poured straight into Lance's throat. Lance did not even have time to taste the cum. Like a thirsty baby, he gulped all the man milk. "Oh! Yeah! Oh!" The moans were soon followed by a series of Arabic curses. While cumming, that man did not stop fucking Lance's mouth. It continued for a minute or so until finally there was no more cum to spurt.

But before that man could recuperate, he had been shoved away by his friend. "It's my turn," he said in broken English. Eagerly, he stuffed Lance's mouth with his dick. "Suck me, slut. Make me cum. Oh!" Lance's mouth was slicker after it was coated with Iraqi cum. "Suck me now. Milk my cock. Oh! I wanna cum inside your hot mouth." And with that, he grabbed Lance's head and started banging it. He was treating Lance's mouth as if it had just been a tight asshole. "Ah! It feels so good. Yeah!" Grabbing Lance's short hair, he ran his fingers through the damp hair. "Nice slut. Yes! Suck my dick. Suck the cum out. American sluts love Iraqi cum. Oh yeah! Fuck!" His eyes widening, that man was looking at Yusuf. Apparently, he was waiting for his boss to blow the loads up Lance's puffy fuck chute. "Come on. Flood that ass. Yeah! Let him know who's the boss. Oh!" But seeing his boss fucking a muscular white soldier was too much for that Iraqi man. "Fuck! He's sucking my cum out. Oh!"

"Yeah, that slut can suck like a professional slut, right? Cum in his mouth. Make him take another ejaculation in his mouth. Oh yeah! Give him what he's craving for. He wants you cu, Fuck yeah!" Yusuf was raving, closing his eyes. Orgasm was only seconds away. "Damn! I'm so close. DO you want my cum, huh? Say it. Do you want me to cum deep inside your ass?" Seeing that a cock still resided in Lance's mouth, Yusuf knew that Lance could not say the words that he needed to hear. But he did hear louder muffled groans coming from Lance's stuffed mouth. "Yeah1 I know you want it. You want me to cum in you, right? Then take it! Oh damn!" But before Yusuf could cum, a loud orgasmic yelp came from his man.

"Fuck! I can't hold it!" the man yelled, fucking Lance's mouth mercilessly. And that was all it took. One hard thrust brought him to the inevitable ejaculation. "Oh! I'm cumming in your mouth!" he yelped, using Lance's mouth top the utmost. The glaring dick head kept pumping in until thick white fluid squirted out. At the same time, that man was howling. "Oh! Fuck! I'm cumming!" A series of Arabic words soon followed after. Although the orgasm was gotten from oral sex, that man seemed to enjoy it so much. His whole body was shuddering. To support himself, he had to hold onto Lance's head. "Oh fuck! I'm cumming! Damn! Ah fuck!" The creamy liquid was rushing down Lance's throat. "Yes! Oh! Oh!" The ejaculation lasted for several seconds until finally it died down. "Oh, you're such an excellent cocksucker," he sighed, slowly pulling his dick out.

Lance was hanging there, savoring the lingering taste of cum. 'His cum tastes better. And it's also thicker. I could almost bite it like jelly. Fuck! I can't believe that I'm so into other men's cum.' Indeed, Lances first taste of cum was when he was forced to lick his own. 'At that time, I wanted to puke. The taste was so terrible. The smell was nauseating as well. I don't know what happened. But I slowly adapted to it. Now I'm craving for more cum.' Lance's tongue licked the upper lip, trying to catch the remains of that Iraqi cock juice. "Oh!" Lance yelped as a hard thrust was delivered into his rectum. "Fuck my ass! Fuck me! Oh!" he yelled. Now that he had no cock plugging his mouth, he could express his lust with spoken words. "Yes! Do me! Oh1 I'm so deserved to get fucked. I'm a slut. Please, oh! Do fuck my ass. Fuck me!" All of a sudden, his hanging body convulsed. "Fuck! You've hit my prostate. Ah!" The effect was instant. Lance's dick was drooling. "Ah! Fuck my ass! Fuck my cum out of my cock! Oh yeah! Fuck my ass! Fuck me!"

"Shit! I'm cumming!" Yusuf screamed in total abandon. "You want my cum? Huh? You'll get it. Ah!" The fucking rhythm increased, accompanied by louder slapping noises. "Oh damn! Yes! I'm reaching it. Fuck! Here I come! Ah! Take my cum! I'm cumming! Ah!" As the big dick slid in, it burst out in spectacular orgasmic explosion. "Oh! Fuck!" The warm gooey liquid flooded Lance's ass. "Oh! I'm cumming up your ass, slut! Yeah! Now you're a faggot! Ah yes!" While cumming, Yusuf did not want to stop plowing that ass. Slushy sounds added to the slapping noises. Even some of the cum was squirted out of Lance's abused asshole. "Shit! What a tight ass you have! Oh you're such a slut. Yes! Ah fucking yeah!" Just as Yusuf thought it would go on forever, the ejaculation slowly died down. The cum that spurted slowly decreased in amount, until nothing was left. "Ah! Damn! Oh yeah," Yusuf sighed, heaving. He definitely looked tired, but he also looked very satisfied. With one wipe, he cleaned the sweat off his torso. "You're a good fuck, slut." Roughly, he threw both of Lance's feet down.

Lance struggled to balance himself as he suddenly stood onto the ground. "Oh!" he winced as his bare soles hit the rocky ground. Instinctively, his asshole contracted. As the puffy ass lips met, pain shot through Lance's spine. Thus, another groan of pain echoed. "Ah damn! My ass! Oh, you've really broken it." The seminal fluid inside Lance ass began to flow out. Since Lance's ass gaped, the fluid easily found its way out. Ever so slowly, it crawled down Lance's legs. When Lance squeezed his asshole, he could feel the slushy mess inside. "I need to cum. I haven't come. Oh!" When he tried to reach for his dick, he remembered that both of his hands had been chained. "I'm so horny. I want to cum. Please. Make me cum again." With pleading look, he begged Yusuf. "Please. I'm so horny. Milk my dick. Milk me please."

"You wanna cum? You're such a slut," Yusuf chuckled. 'That's what I need: a horny handsome virile American soldier. I can sell him and get a lot of money from older horny Arab men. Oh yeah, I'm gonna be rich, thanks to this slut.' Standing by Lance's side, Yusuf wrapped his fist around Lance's throbbing male member. "Your dick is so hard. And it's throbbing in my hand. Oh yeah. You want to cum. Cum then." Yusuf gripped the shaft with all his might until Lance winced. "Shoot! Shoot for me. Let me see you cum, slut." He was aware that Lance needed encouragement to cum. Although it was difficult to get a good grip on that throbbing meat, Yusuf continued to milk it. "Oh yeah! You're a slut. And you must cum now. Come on. Cum!" To enhance Lance's cumming experience, Yusuf took hold of one of Lances nipples. He knew about its profound effect on Lance. 'This will drive him crazy and increase his cum production.'

"Oh fuck! Oh yeah!" Lance groaned, standing shakily. His knees were still weak. Thus, Lance let the chains support his body. But as the chains were pulling against his arms, Lance winced. His wrists were sore. "Yes! Milk my dick! Oh!" He could not help bucking when his dick head was rubbed. "Oh! My dick head! Yes! Oh damn! Keep stroking my dick. Ah!" Looking at Yusuf's handsome face, Lance suddenly got the urge to kiss that Iraqi man. Without thinking, Lance craned his head over and gave Yusuf the most passionate kiss ever. To his delight, Yusuf did not reject it. Thus, Lance went to town. Lustfully, he pressed his lips against Yusuf. But before he could do more, he had to pull away. "Ah! I'm gonna cum! Yes! Oh! I'm cumming!"

And it happened. Lance was cumming! Since it was not his first ejaculation, the amount of cum had decreased significantly. But the sensation was still as good as ever. Lance's body was convulsing. The chains were rattling above his head. During the orgasm, Lance's body seemed to grow bigger with those bulging muscles. Creamy cock juice was shot, dripping onto the ground. The fluid was dribbled, instead of shooting. Most of it was flowing down Yusuf's hand. But as Yusuf's hand kept rubbing the thick white gooey cum, the fluid turned clearer. While cumming, Lance had lost control over his body. It was bucking and convulsing beyond control. Lance was fucking Yusuf's fist, hoping to squirt out more cum. His howls resounded, drowning the other moans in that room. The orgasm lasted for only a few seconds. With a long sigh of satisfaction, Lance ended his ejaculation. Soon, that athletic American soldier was hanging limply by the chains. He flinched when Yusuf's callused palm rubbed the sensitive dick head.

"Oh yeah. You've been broken. My cum inside your ass has proven how sluttish you are. It also signifies that you've been admitted into homosexuality. This is your new world. So embrace it," Yusuf said. He slapped Lance's bare ass. "I think your training session has ended. I can sell you right away to a rich Arab man. You'll be his sex slave." Clapping his hands, he gave cue to his men to release Lance. "Men, take him to the dungeon. Until we can find a buyer, feel free to use him. This white man is a grade-A slut." Cum still dripped down from his soft dick. Yusuf shook the dick to get rid of the excessive cum. After giving order, he left the training room.

Helplessly, Lance let some naked Iraqi men manhandled his body. Each of them sported a hard-on, which needed to be satisfied. The chains were clinking as they freed Lance's limbs. Lance was still weak from the previous sex activity. He immediately fell after being freed. But those horny men were ready to support his body. While doing that, they were groping every inch of Lance's body. Some even tried to kiss Lance. Gladly, Lance let them do it. His body was indeed still aching from the sex. But it did not stop him to have another hard-on. Slowly, those men brought Lance out of training room. Lance did not care how sluttish he looked like. After all, all men inside that place were all homosexual men. Some Iraqi guards were eyeing his naked body as he passed them.

Roughly, Lance was pushed into another cavern room which was much smaller. "Ah! Don't push me." Inside it, several naked white men were chained to the wall. Their naked bodies were very dirty, covered with dirt. Lance fell and his body landed on one of those white men. Before Lance could get on his feet, he had been pinned down by those horny Iraqi men. Some Iraqi men, who could not the chance to have sex with Lance, preferred the other white men. "Oh! My ass!" Lance groaned as he felt warm blunt dick head penetrate his creamy asshole. The dick went in with much ease. "Oh! Fuck! Yes! Fuck my ass all you want. Oh! I'm your slut!" Lance yelled. As he looked up, he saw the face of the white man whom he stumbled into. Lance's hard dick was rubbed against that white man's rippling stomach. "You're so handsome. I'd love to kiss your lips." And without thinking, Lance gave that man a kiss. And that kiss was greeted with equal passionate kiss. 'Oh man. I think I'll enjoy my new life which is full of sex. Perhaps, this is my way to get out of the war.' Thus, as Lance indulged in a hot session of homosexual orgy, he tried to forget who he was. He was leaving everything behind him. Days of hot man-to-man sex had been waiting for him. And Lance has just become another lost soldier that went missing in Iraq.

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