Mr. Clean reached underneath my chest and grabbed my arm closest to the wall and yanked it violently. At the same time, Pretty Boy withdrew his cock from my ass and twisted my hips. I now was on my back with my legs in the air. Pretty Boy separated my legs and took his position between my thighs. He split my legs to the side and plunged his cock back into my willing hole. For a split second I thought of kicking him in the chest and attempting to run. But what would I have accomplished? Mr. Clean was right by my side hold my arm and my ass was actually looking forward to taking Pretty Boy back in.
I was a tamed man, they had broken me down physically and mentally to the point to which I was actually enjoying the torture and their invasion. Pretty Boy began to return to his pace while my ass continued to twitch from the pleasure. My cock was now exposed as it bounced on my stomach as hard as a rock. I could see it's reactions and felt it slap my abs. The pleasure was starting to build and my legs, which were once supported by the bed were just hanging in the air. They immediately began to get tired, but I felt them without direction wrap around Pretty Boy's ass to draw him in fully. He merely smiled at me as I felt my ass and legs clentch his powerful ass. His mushroom head dove in deeper and I arched my back in response to this most intimate of feelings.
Mr. Clean watched from the side in awe. He merely said "Wow he really likes you to Pretty Boy." Pretty Boy responded "I told you he was a natural bottom, we just had to teach him." I felt like a piece of meat, but a tingling, and aching piece of meat on the verge of cumming again.
Mr. Clean couldn't just watch anymore as he reached down and grabbed my balls again. He pulled them down and said, "Oh no you don't, you'll cum when I am ready for you to cum." He twisted my sack as I yelled out in pain, but it had his desired effect. I felt the urgent need receed as the pain drove the cum back in my balls. Pretty Boy just laughed as Mr. Clean positioned himself behind my head in the reverse position from what we started this horrifying and intense evening. His eight inch soft cock (bigger than my rock hard cock) was bobbing around as he took his position. I felt it come to rest behind my head as he perched over me and looked at Pretty Boy continue to plug my hole. Mr. Clean said "you are not done, and I will determine when you are, so relax or your tension will make you cum and we will have to start all over again." The thought was unbelieveable. After all this. Even if I did enjoy certain aspects the thought of repeating all of it was too much to take, my ass would explode and my body would merely give out.
Mr. Clean bent over my chest, sweaty from all the exertion and began to lick my abs. He licked around my belly button and then plunged his tongue in the pool of sweet that had accumulated there. My cock began to dance even more, but then I felt it. Mr. Clean's heavy cock, began to move with him and it was now touching the side of my ear. It was heavy and warm and it smelled of the pungent soap he had used to clean himself just minutes before. I was excited and revolted. This was the cock that started it all. This was the cock that had stretched my virgin hole. I hated this cock, I hated him. But his cock was powerful and large as it slapped my face while Mr. Clean licked the sweet from my body.
His hot mouth reached my cock and he took his tonge and swiped the length of my hard shaft. My Cock sprung off my stomach to full mast again and loved the attention. Mr. Clean's cock, still soft bounced off my ear and onto my nose as he repositioned himself. I was revolted again. I turned my face to avoid the instrument that had tamed me. But then he continued down my body. His mouth now sucked my beated balls into its hot cavity. I moaned in response. But the pleasure was muted by his monster again ....
to be continued