Taken pt. 1

 

 

Hank, George, Jerry, and Frank all guys that meet regularly at the gym, at the bar after work, and often at the different restaurants they eat at. All of them take turns buying drinks and paying the food tabs. At the gym they take turns spotting when using the heavy weights, take turns sparring with their trainer Allen and amongst themselves. Allen is a two time golden glove in the light middleweight division, and has been employed by the owners of ‘Active Health Center’. The four of them have been going ever since the owners hired Allen. They also take turns bad mouthing the people around them; on the jobs, at the gym, and anywhere they get together and fine people that are different from them. Their jeerings and tauntings range from harassing the idle homeless to the street venders, to people that work as manual laborers; but what really makes them laugh over drinks is the last gay couple they menaced or the looks on the faces of lesbians when they parade around them showing off their bulges and bragging on how big they are

 

“Say Hank you’re getting good with those combo shifts!” George enthusiastically complimented him as the two of them rinsed the soap away.

 

“Well you’ve been a terror on the heavy bag lately!” Hank extolled as he swung at the air almost slipping on the tile when he emulated his footwork then added, “You really make that bag ring out when you hit it!”

 

“Yea George you are keeping up one hell of a pace with those swings.” Jerry kicked in as he walked into the shower room. The tattoos along his arms, back, and stomach showing clearly in bright colors dragons, eagles, boats, and several names in black as he strutted in swinging at the air then brayed, “Hank you were making that heavy bag cry today!” Then he yelled as he doused his body with the icy cold water.

 

“Yea well Jerry you picked right up on the new combos Allen laid out today.” Frank pointed out as he joined the crowd adding, “A little slow when changing from the left, left, right to the right, right, left but you got quick before time ended today.”

 

“The hours with Allen cost but it is paying off!” Hank brayed as he headed for the lockers pulling his towel tightly across the back of his neck casting glances at his abs, his fore arms, and watching his strut.

 

“Want to meet for drinks Hank… on me?” Yelled Jerry ending his query with a laugh then sneered, “You can tease that little lezzy.”

 

“Naw she’s been gone for two weeks at least.” Brayed Frank adding, “I think ole Hank made her cry the last time.”

 

“Noowa…!” George answered for Hank informing everyone, “Heee’s got a hot date with Goowenah! In fact, there are going on a vacation for two weeeksah…! He hasn’t got time to be mean tonight.” and they all oooed teasingly. Actually, truth be known they were all envious of him keeping a looker like her for so long.

 

Hank Pullman ignored the taunting from the shower and after drying off he quickly put his clothes on, locked his locker, and headed for the front door calling to the attendant, “Be back in a couple of weeks I’m on vacation, Jimmy, have a good one, and don’t let’em work ya too hard!” and under his breath he hissed, “What a fucking loser minimum wage counter work; bet he is gay too.” Hank walked out into the crisp, clear October evening in Fairfax rubbing his jaw as it still ached from the zinger Allan had delivered, planting him on the mat just before the bell sounded. “Goddamn it he sure popped me a good one!” Hank thought to himself. The frost was early this year as the tops of the cars in the lot already had a white sheet of frost across on them. Hank was thinking, “I feel so much better since I started going to the gym, three or four times a week. The six to eight hours of work outs have really started to pay off.”

 

He amorously eyed his new SUV as he approached it. His rig was parked at the far end of the lot, where the overhead light had been out for the last two weeks. There are tall bushes that interfered with the view of the skyline as well as the view of the parking attendant, but Hank never really worried about it. He has always been confident in his abilities to ‘take care of himself’ besides; he didn’t think he had any enemies. Today that confidence was about to be shattered on both fronts, shattered in such a way his life would remain shattered.

 

He was just about to open the door, to his new SUV, when a slight tap hit his right buttock followed by a very painful burning sensation. His arms became quite heavy as he leaned his body against the door, and his legs began to turn to rubbery, as the world around him began to spin, the dimly lit parking lot blurred and swirled in his half opened eyes. A terrible nausea was welling in his stomach, mucus oozed from his nostrils, tears streamed from his eyes, and saliva drained from his gaping mouth in long viscous stringers. Huge bells began gonging in his head as he struggled in vain to remain standing not sure if he was upright or upside down and as his eyes blinked the sounds of honking horns, bells, and the roar of a busy freeway filled his ears.

 

Over the echoing rumbles in his ears he heard two men talking, “Grab his keys!” one ordered and kept Hank from falling any farther.

 

“Got’em door’s open!” hissed the other. He felt his limp body bouncing on the back seat as one of the men pushed him in jamming the opposite door panel with Hank’s face. As the assailant pushed he slid in behind Hank. He could see, hear, and feel everything he just couldn’t move or speak; not even mumble and was barely able to breath, and much to sleepy to panic.

 

“We got ya now ole buddy.” His assailant seated next to him said with a sarcastic voice as he sharply slapped him in the face with every word he uttered. Hank’s eyes squinted as another terrible fire started burning in his arm; his eyes grew heavy, the ringing in his head blared louder, and he began urinating uncontrollably, and as the warm urine mushroomed out along his legs blankness, numb blackness ensued.

 

He slowly became conscious, and the ringing was beginning to fad, but a god-awful headache was pounding away as if some evil man was hitting him with a sledgehammer right between the ears. Hank didn’t have a clue as to how long he had been out, or where he was. His eyes and nose burned, and a thick pasty goo coated his mouth was from his lips to the bottom of his throat, and his head was spinning from what ever it was his abductors injected him with. The ringing bells in his head had turned into a tuning fork ring, in his ears. When he tried to move, he found his right wrist and ankle chained to the wall, and was still unable to move more than a wiggle, or speak with intelligible words just utter amphibian type croaks. The room was pitch black, and becoming scarier as his senses began returning.

 

His mind began to race, as panic set in he thought “God am I about to be killed, or worst?” Uncertainty made it impossible, to ponder his situation with any clarity. Hank couldn’t think of a single person who wanted to hurt him except possibly the losers he and the boys picked on, but they didn’t have the balls. He was sure they wanted him dead, but they just didn’t have it in them. The words “‘Who…!’ took him and why did they take him!?” echoed with every throb in his pain wracked head. He thought, “I am not rich, I don’t have secrets to sell, and I have no-one in my life like that. Who would want to kidnap me and why? Since I’m not already dead, they must want me alive, but for what purpose?”

 

So, he lay there quietly, exhausted from panic. Every muscle in Hank’s body was sore from something, possibly the drugs they gave him, or maybe his panic brought retching. All Hank knew with any certainty was he has been taken! Taken by someone who knew exactly what, where, when, and how to do it; and Hank was going nowhere until they set him free. Slowly a warm feeling emanated from the hand chained to the wall and sleep was overwhelming, his eyes were closing forcefully, and just before going out he leaned towards the side of the bed and vomited then just before blankness he heard the voice of a young woman say, “You’ve been taken.”

 

“Uahh…! Ouha…!  Uhhh…!” he mumbled incoherently as his peripheral vision was surrounded with swirling flames he could almost smell the wood burning and he thought he felt the heat.

 

“You belong to my brothers now…” the female voice advised just as he faded.

 

The last words he heard as he passed out, “You belong to my brothers now…” rumbled as they echoed. Hank felt himself shivering in the freezing air, his skin had begun to blister from the urine soaked pants he still had on; the itching burn was relentless, and when he tried to scratch he found his free hand had been wrapped up with a gauze like bandage, and his free leg was tangled up in the sheet. As he tossed his head around Hank noticed the room was now dimly lit by a television. He was too far away to see with his blurry vision what was on, but noticed a feminine figure standing by the door.

 

“Help me please!” Hank croaked out ending his plea with a retching gagging cough.

 

The woman ignored his plea and turned toward the crack in the door and called to someone in the other room, “He’s awake now boys. What do ya wanna do?”  He couldn’t quite make out what the other person had said, but within seconds, two men stepped next to the bed. His vision was still very blurry so he couldn’t make any facial features but knew they were male.

 

The room echoed from the cracking swats that burned Hank’s leg causing him to gasp and choke when he yelled out. When he quieted one of the men spoke angrily saying, “You still have your clothes on!” then delivered several more painful lashes and as Hank writhed from his whipping he turned towards the sound of the second man as he said, “I don’t think he wants to cooperate!” and delivered a rash of much more painful strokes across his thigh, leg, and arm, and they left.

 

As soon as the door closed, bright lights started flashing and loud noises filled the room. His skin burned intensely from the viscous thrashing he had received at the hands of his captors, the blisters forming between his legs itched and burned incessantly, and the pounding in his head was yet unrelenting. Just as he was about to scream, the warm feeling in his chained hand started again and as his eyes became heavy Hank’s urine spilled out causing the itching blisters to burn far beyond what he thought possible. His scrotum, penis, thighs and his anus were on fire and burning terribly as he slipped into a drug induced stupor.

 

He awoke crying loudly from the burning he felt from the rash, and when he tried to strip away his wet pants he found the wrapping had been removed, so with vigorous yanks he shucked his wet pants and underpants to the wall. It did little to relieve the god awful blistering itch, that turned into a blazing pain when he touched the angry red sores. As he writhed in his painful frustration Hank found his chains now hung loose from the wall but still attached to his wrist and ankle. He sat up and looked around the dimly lit room; the TV was on again and he noticed a chair next to it, there was a spigot with a hose hanging from it by the door, and a bucket next to the hose. Hank stumbled his way to the faucet, almost falling when he stepped on a sharp rock finding a dirt floor. The chain rattled as it fed through the holes in the wall as he walked toward the spigot. He turned on the water, gasped out loudly and winced when he discovered it to be icy cold as he splashed the water across his body. It did some to ease the burning but without some kind of medication, he knew the blisters were going to burn for a long time he thought, “My god diaper rash!”

 

The door opened the woman looked in and barked, “Turn off the fucking water!” Hank just kept washing his sores until the chains yanked him to the floor and drug him across the sharp rocks back to his filthy wet mattress. He watched her turn off the water; and when the door closed the noises blared again, and the blinding bright lights began to flash. As quickly as they started, they stopped, but as soon as Hank started, to doze either the lights would flash or the loud noises would blare. Sometimes they sounded like large pipes falling other times they sounded like lots of different buzzers buzzing and bells clanging at the same time, but the noises and lights were always coupled with electric shocks. The only thing Hank was able to figure with any certainty was when the TV went off the torturous noises, blinding lights and the electric shocks were soon to start. In the delirious ramblings in his mind Hank kept asking, “What do these people want? What are they going to do? How can I get out of this terrible place?”

 

Hank drifted back into a semblance of awareness found the chains loose again, the burning itch was slightly better, and his headache and abated to a barely tolerable degree, but his mouth was still parched, his nose was running, and his eyes were still burning. He looked around and with his blurry vision noted that the TV was on and that felt reassuring, the hose was still hanging on the faucet so he pulled the chain and walked to the hose; he winced and stumbled each time his feet found a sharp edge. Opening it Hank found it only dribbling but started drinking ready at the slightest inkling to close it. After washing the goo from his mouth and throat he swallowed the first slurps when the door opened causing him to shut it, stand straight up and stagger, fearful the torment was about to start his heart raced.

 

“Give your self another ‘short…!’ washing!” ordered the dark male figure standing in the doorway. So Hank turned the water back on and washed the blistering rash noting in the added light that none of the blisters were draining or looked infected.

 

“What’s going on?” snarled another man from inside the room.

 

“Oh this one doesn’t act very cooperative he still has clothes on.” Replied the man standing in the door. Hearing this Hank stripped the last of his clothing a shirt, then continued rinsing his rash.

 

“He’s naked now!” the man laughed, and then went back in the other room after taking a short glance.

 

“Watch the tube.” A female voiced laughed from the inside the other room.

 

“Don’t go on the floor use the bucket, and shut off the water!” Barked the man standing in the doorway then with a slam it was closed. Hank quickly twisted the knob and stood shivering from the cold and looking at the bucket on the floor, the rolled up hose, and then at the TV. He saw a plate with a sandwich, an apple, a tube, and a glass of what looked like water with a saucer with four pills laying on it. As he neared the TV, he could make out two men sunning by a pool wearing baggy shorts only and laying on towels. Hank took the sandwich and sniffed it and looked between the slices and found some kind of meat, a slice of dried cheese, and some wilted lettuce. It was very salty but vanished with a few bites, as did the apple.

 

He watched the screen while he ate; there was no sound and in the background he noted two men sitting at a table and making out, Hank sneered to his self ‘shit fags’ and by the time he had finished the apple one of the men laying on a towel had started rubbing suntan oil on the man still laying down only he was now face up. Hank looked at the pills on the saucer swept them up and washed them down with the salty tasting water. Hank laughed out saying, “gay porn… shit!” when the man with the oil slid his hand up the baggy trunk leg and quite obviously started massaging the laying man’s penis. No longer wanting to watch the television he picked up the tube and as he squinted at the tube he noted it was an antibiotic salve and gently daubed it across the angry looking rash that now covered his skin from the small of his back to both knees and back up to his navel. The worse was his penis, scrotum, anus and the surrounding skin as they had full blisters that had just started to drain.

 

 

“You like the show?” a feminine voice asked.

 

And with out a second thought he said, “Shit no! They’re fags” and laughed.

 

The screen went blank, the chain jerked him to the ground and dragged him towards the bed he felt every sharp rock dig into his skin every corner poke. The flashing lights were blinding, the clanging was deafening, and the electrical shocks made his body jump and jerk like a floundering fish. Much more painful than it had been and he started screaming, “Stop…! Stop…! Oh for the love of god…! Please stop…!” and then his hand turned warm again. He knew the intermittent flashes, banging, and the shocks were as strong or stronger but the drugs now coursing through his veins made them feel softened. “Was it an hour or more or maybe only a few minutes.” He thought as he lay on the wet mattress squirming around as his urine continued to seep out no matter how hard he squeezed his muscles. He was trying to find a spot that wasn’t as wet, then the chains dropped from the wall. He could see the TV blinked on again. When he sat up the room was spinning and rocking much like the boat he was on a few weeks earlier, but thankfully the drugs made the burning itch feel like it was almost gone. He still had to piss so he staggered to the bucket remembering the warning and urinated. He could feel the cold piss splashing onto his legs and nearly fell when he shook it off. After he finished urinating, he wiped the last of the medication in the tube on the worst of the remaining blisters.

 

Hank’s head was starting to swim when he stretched for the chair in front of the TV and sat with a thump. He looked at the screen as his head swayed noting the scene was different; the same two men were now in a gay bar, on what looked like a double date with the other two kissing. Even though the sound was off he could almost tell what they were saying as the two talked and laughed. Aloud rumbling sounded in Hank’s gut, his insides were churning wildly, and when his butt started quaking, he made mad dash for the bucket holding back what felt like the biggest turd in the world. Hank held onto the rim to steady himself as he farted, and out gushed a liquid spray followed by another wet sounding fart. Several more empty grunts followed as his insides exploded, sweat began to pour off his skin as he continued retching. His shivering was now a very intense shuddering as he sat there with the fluid dripping from his rectum in the freezing room. Hank wasn’t sure but the room felt much colder now the cold carried a sharp bite.

 

As the quaking ebbed Hank stood shakily and with tentative steps made his way back to the chair and sat; as he shivered violently he stared gape mouthed, head spinning, at the blurry images on the screen. “What did he do where did he go wrong, what sin is it he has to atone for?” Hank exhausted slid to the dirt floor crawled to the bed and stretched out not caring how wet it was and in a few short seconds he was out.

 

Hank was rudely wrested from his fitted sleep by several electric jolts, followed by blinding flashes of light. Several minutes of blackness passed when the room rocked to loud buzzers, bells, sirens, so loud his ears hurt. He was unable to move his hands to cover his ears to deaden the intense blaring. Then silence when his eyes focused Hank noticed a male figure looming over him and then thump, he retched as his leg spasmed into his chest from a powerful blow to his solar plexus.

 

“He’s my boyfriend so you better do it good!” Growled his tormentor, and was gone with the slamming of the door only his threatening voice remained. The laughing Hank heard, was so distant sounding he couldn’t be sure if it was real, just like he couldn’t be sure if the room really was warmer. All he did know with certainty was he wanted out, he wanted food, water, and clothes to wear. His stomach was quivering from a craving, but Hank also noticed that was the first time in who knows how long he didn’t feel drugged. He was steadier on his feet when he walked to the bucket and watched his pee stream into the pail. He could see clearer as he watched the TV, but wanting plagued his mind and it gnawed at his gut like a feeding animal gnawing at a bone.

 

Standing by the pail he could see the same two men from the pool and the bar sleeping together, he thought who are these two christ how sick can you get. The daintier blond was nestled on the other man’s hairy chest, arm and leg draped across his leg and chest. The darker haired man was on his back one arm behind his head the other around the shoulder of the blond. Hank saw the long thick outline of the dark haired man’s soft member under the sheet as they slept. Hank had just slumped into the chair staring at the screen when the door opened and when he turned to see who came in he was slapped so hard his head bounced and he almost fell to the floor.

 

“Don’t look at me!” growled the woman’s voice and then she delivered another lash with the whip that stung his thigh and then angrily groaned, “You are here for my brother’s pleasure and the sooner you catch on, the sooner you can go.” Then for good measure the woman delivered a few more swats that were more painful.

 

“I don’t understand!?” announced a confused Hank in a pain filled voice when the beating stopped.

 

“Well let me explain it to you stand up!” demanded a male’s voice. As Hank stood and turned towards the door, he got punched in the belly instantly dropping him to his knees, gagging.

 

“Don’t ya just love it when they’re on their knees!” the tall man laughed sneering, “I think I might as well take advantage of the situation, don’t you?”

 

“No! I won the coin toss, he’s mine first.” adamantly claimed the smaller of the two with the woman quietly looking on.

 

The other man chuckled at the blonde’s remark, and pulled his pants open and pulled out his long thick penis, and laughingly said, “You should consider yourself lucky because my cock is much bigger than my boyfriend’s.” laughed and put it back. Hank’s heart was now pounding wildly as he watched the woman leave with the towering male. The words; ‘coin toss, he’s mine first, and take advantage of this’ and the image of the huge member being flailed in his face was burned into Hank’s mind.

 

“Would you like a blanket?” he softly asked.

 

“Yes please.” Hank replied pleadingly his voice weak and shaky.

 

“Reach your hand behind your head and don’t move cause it’ll just hurt more.” He calmly directed. As soon as Hank put it behind his head, he felt a sharp stabbing pinprick, and his arm soon turned warm and it spread quickly through his body. Hank’s face turned hot and his groin felt alive almost like he was about to have an orgasm but not quite there. A soft male voice brought him back saying, “Now just watch the TV.” Then spread the blanket over Hank’s body and stood behind him with his hand on his shoulder.

 

The two men on the screen were awake and kissing passionately; the petit blond man was now on top and they had pushed the sheet down exposing the very muscular body of the dark haired man. By the hardness of his large penis, he looked like he was really enjoying having the smaller man’s tongue in his mouth. Quickly the blond kissed his way to the strong man’s bobbing penis and after cupping his huge hairy scrotum began suckling the purple gland. Hank drifted back to a few nights earlier when his girlfriend was doing the very same thing to him and how good it felt. They had made love for most of the night, suddenly a few tears dripped from his face when he thought that that may have been the last time he will see Gwen.

 

He felt the man cupping his ear saying, “You just watch the tube man… watch and learn, watch and learn. I’ll be back later, maybe I will let you eat some food… maybe.” and then left. Hank watched as the petit man swallowed nearly the full length of his lover’s thick, long penis as he energetically worked it over. The heavier dark haired man was rubbing some K-Y jelly over the blonde’s anus poking him in the rectum with his fingers as he did the gooey gel went in and lined his rectal passage. Soon the blond maneuvered around until he was sitting on the dark haired man face to face; and he was wriggling his buttocks as he pushed it onto the stiff throbbing shaft. It would pop up or to the side, still the smaller man continued trying to get that huge penis into his small round rectum without using his hands. It popped out and slid between the two of them and he rubbed it with his thigh then again he centered it between his buttocks pressing onto his anus, the shaft bent but unlike before it slipped into the man’s rectum, with the full length nearly vanishing.

 

Hank felt his penis stiffen when he remembered doing the very same thing to Gwen and how much she liked it, and how wet she became and he could almost hear how sweetly she sighed as it slipped in. He watched the two men having sex how they were so smooth as they changed from position to position first face to face to laying on their sides to the blonde laying on top faced away to doing it doggy style. He found it so very curious that the smaller man liked it so much; his penis was hard too, and without being rubbed at all there was juice oozing from his gland. The bigger man’s body was starting to tense and quake so even without the sound he knew he was ejaculating. Then they both were just laying still while the bigger man kept his penis pushed in deeply, then the screen turned blank.

 

Hank became fearful the tormenting was about to start again and his heart was beginning to pound when the screen turned bright again and there were the same two men at the pool just like the first time Hank saw them, only this time when the blond man reached up the legging of the baggy trunks, Hank’s member turned quite hard and started aching. He began to think about last summer when he and Gwen were at the beach and she was rubbing suntan oil all over him too. Hank jumped as the door opened and the smell of a woman wafted through the air and he fought the urge to turn and look. She was definitely in heat as her scent was very arousing and caused sweat to bead on Hank’s skin.

 

“I see you’ve learned… very little but just the same you have learned.” She said with sarcasm as she circled behind him, and drew near saying, “That is my favorite part.” The blonde man was obviously giving his boyfriend a hand job beside the pool with the other two looking on and smiling. Hank found it hard to imagine how a cock that big could get in that little guy’s rectum without tearing it. Hank gawked in amazement as he watched the blonde haired man skillfully massaging the flexing shaft, “That has to be a good six inches beyond the elastic band that was still over his hips.” he thought.

 

“Yes that is ‘One…! Big…! Dick…!’ and yes you are going to suck it and yes it is going to get stuffed up that tight ass of you’res.” She cajoled as she tenderly fingered Hank’s ear and hair. She got close to his ear and hissed blowing her hot breath across his neck, “You fuck him good and you might get some of this.” And she put two very wet fingers under his nose. The aroma was overwhelming making Hank sweat even more and caused his penis to ache and she was gone with the slamming of the door. The abruptness caused Hank to worry but the TV was still on so he allowed himself to indulge in the strong scent that still lingered in the room. When he finally looked at the TV the dark haired man started ejaculating; shooting three very thick streams of sperm across his belly, two of them reaching up to his hairy chest while the third made a large puddle and then a heavy stream just poured out as his huge dick, and it continued flexing to the blonde’s stroking. Hank was envious not even on his best day has he ever released that much seminal fluid or gushed that powerfully.

 

“Is that you?” Hank asked tentatively as he was afraid to ask.

 

“Yes it is lover. What did I miss?” giggled the smaller man as he entered the room adding, “Oh I remember that day.” Put his hand gently to Hank’s cheek then on his shoulder and warmly recalled, “Lon had been working so hard that month we barely had any time together, then just as the weekend came he got sent to one of the firms clients. He was gone nearly two weeks when he sent a messenger in a limo with round trip tickets… ‘Oh I can’t tell you where.’ I just arrived as he wrapped up the repair work and we spent the next week at the resort you are looking at.” He paused as he slid his hand onto Hank’s limp member then put his mouth to Hank’s ear and whispered hotly, “It is a gay resort so they didn’t mind me giving my friend a hand job by the pool, and just so you know that was his second orgasm I blew him good in the room right after we dropped our bags the bell girl hadn’t even left the room but when she did she left the twenty dollar tip on the table with a note on the bill saying, ‘you can give that tip to me any time.’ Well Hank ole buddy you think she was talking about money?”

 

“No man she wants that big dick and more than the tip.” Hank replied humorously hoping to earn a few points and then asked, “Is that you in the movie?”

 

“Yea that is me you can call me Tom. Now watch how I lick it all up.” Tom informed and ordered. Hank felt a shudder wash over him as Tom sucked up the seminal fluid and his hard penis turned soft. Tom then introduced, “You call our sister Jodi and he can be called Lon.” Tom indicated the man on the screen with a finger.

 

The door flew open with a crash and Hank went flying across the dirt floor when Lon hit him then loomed over Hank and sneered, “What’s it going to be the hard way or the easy way.”

 

“I don’…” Hank was cut short by the lashing of the whip across his back. Both Jodi and Lon were tormenting him.

 

“Answer me Goddamn it the easy way or the hard way.” Lon angrily growled and started whipping him even harder.

 

Hank groveled at Lon’s feet blubbering as the whip lashed at his buttocks and back. “What do you want…! I don’t know what you want from me…!” Hank blurted out when the beating stopped.

 

“A fucking answer you blubbering ass! The easy way or the hard way!” Lon angrily yelled as Jodi delivered a few more lashes to Hank’s skin leaving more wide red welts some of which were bleeding.

 

“The easy way…! The easy way…!” Hank wailed desperately crying out, “The easy way please just tell me…! Please I want to go the easy way,” Hank now howling as he cried.

 

“That is enough Lon!” Tom firmly said as he intervened on Hank’s torment adding, “I won the toss and I want to start in a day or two so stop breaking his skin!”

 

Jodi and Lon walked out while Tom ran his fingers through Hank’s hair while he cried in an effort to ease his hurt and then comfortingly said, “Lon gets in a hurry some times. Would you like a little something for the pain?”

 

“Oh Tom he hurt me so much!” Hank yowled as he leaned into Tom’s chest and yelled, “It burns so much it burns…!” 

 

“Do you want a little something for the pain?” Tom whispered warmly into Hank’s ear and cupped the side of his face.

 

“Yes…! Please Tom make the burning stop…!” Hank pleadingly asked. He jumped as the needle pierced his skin finding the vain in the back of his hand. A loud sigh sounded and Hank’s body sagged. He leaned into Tom’s Chest nestling much in the same way Gwen did when they sat together on the side of their bed.

 

“There how is that?” Tom asked as he withdrew the needle.

 

“Ooo please just a little more.” Hank begged and nestling his head put his arms around Tom’s waist.

 

“Soon but first I want you to watch some more of the television while I dress those nasty looking welts.” Tom softly wooed and then hinted, “Watch and learn.”

 

“Is he going to kill me…?” Hank nervously asked.

 

“Well if you don’t start cooperating he ‘will…!’ make you wish you were dead among other things.” Tom replied as he swabbed the welts with a soothing kind of medicinal balm.

 

“I don’t know what you want from me if I did I would give it to you!” Hank assured his voice sounding a little more at ease as the drug started to take a stronger effect.

 

“Here all done now sit here and watch the tube for a few more minutes. I will give you a little more for the pain after we talk.” Tom softly directed.

 

Hank saw Lon and Tom in a men’s room somewhere and Tom was sucking Lon’s penis while he leaned against a sink. Lon was dressed in a suite and tie, while Tom had a short white mini skirt and brief halter top on. His legs were shaven all the way up under the skirt, and with the false breasts and his long blond hair, he looked almost like a woman. After several minutes passed Tom reached into his purse taking a tube of K-Y jelly and smeared some on Lon’s erect penis stood up and then handed the tube to Lon. Tom turned around lifted his dress and Lon daubed a healthy amount onto and into his anus. Hank squirmed in his chair as he watched just how easily Lon’s large member slipped into Tom‘s rectum. While Hank watched the two men having anal sex he became aroused and briefly left the confines of his cell. Hank came back when he felt Tom’s hand softly touching his hair and cheek while the other rested on his shoulder his rectal muscles quaked as he relived he was standing quite close behind him. When Lon’s body started convulsing; Hank’s penis turned quite hard as he watched Lon’s muscles flexing from orgasm. Just then another man entered the restroom indicated his approval and left quickly, obviously unaware of Tom’s sex.

 

“I can smell your hard-on Hank,” Tom whispered then directed, “Watch this.” Lon started massaging Tom’s member with his penis still in Tom’s rectal cavity, and with just a few strokes Tom was spilling his sperm into the sink. Hank’s eyes grew wide as he watched Tom’s anal muscles moving Lon’s member in and out as they flexed. “Just so you know that is his most favorite thing to do; Lon loves to feel my rectal muscles squeezing his hard dick when I climax… he says it is like having his dick sucked.” Tom paused, smelled Hank’s hair, ran his hands over his shoulders then Kissed Hank behind the ear, and whispered hotly, “I think it makes me cum harder!”

 

“I’ve never put my penis in another man before I don’t think I can.” Hank nervously admitted. He was feeling embarrassed by his arousal blaming the drugs they were giving him; but he was unable to take his eyes away from Lon’s penis pressed deeply into Tom’s rectum as it distended and sucked in, and when another fibrous rope of sperm hung from the end of Tom’s gland Hank’s penis started to throb and he gasped as it fell into the basin.

 

“You better start thinking and watching the images in front of you and put your self in my place because that ‘is…!’ where you ‘will…!’ be and if it helps, just keep thinking of sweet little Gwen.” Tom as a-mater-factly said coolly adding, “Yes…! We know about her, so behave.” Then he moved close to Hank’s ear and hissed, “Behave and she will be just fine!”

 

They both watched a few more scenes of Tom and Lon sharing orgasms while their sister watched and then she took them both on at the same time. “You are lucky I won the coin toss because my penis is a lot smaller around and shorter too, so it will give you a chance to get use to having a ‘cockah…!’ inside your rectum stretching your sphincter.” He paused as he fondled Hank’s now soft penis; stretching it and squeezing his gland, and with a chuckle added, “You are going to loose your ‘cherry…’ to me!”

 

“I do feel lucky you seem so much nicer.” Hank tried to sweet talk but found himself turning mute as his penis started to grow and melt into Tom’s hand, the feeling of arousal was so strange because it was an ache deep inside his rectum and he knew it was for Tom.

 

“The more points you earn while you belong to me the better Lon and Jodi will treat you.” Tom explained while he continued fondling Hank. When Hank’s penis was as hard as it could get Tom remarked, “You have a nice sized penis but mine is a little bigger around and a good two inches longer and when I slide it in and stretch your rectal muscles you are going cry out and loud too.” Tom kissed Hank’s ear and whispered, “But don’t worry after a while you’ll stretch to fit and by the third day my wienie will slide right in.” Tom kissed Hank’s neck then bit his earlobe and sang, “but then sweet Lon is gonna want a piece of your ass and it is really going to hurt when he plunges that great oak of his into your rectum.” And then put his cheek to Hank’s cheek and in a soft dreamy voice added, “but if I ask him to he will take it a little easier on you” Tom paused as he stood, “and by the way Jodi will know if I am lying, so just watch the scenes when the tube is on and you will learn.” Tom assured as he held Hank’s head to his side stroking his hair he asked, “Do you still want something for the pain?”

 

“Oh please those nasty welts still burn!” Hank pleaded but not so much for the burning welts more for the gnawing hunger he felt in his stomach and the raging fear he felt in his mind. He was hungry but not for food, he wanted more of the drugs they had been giving him. He watched the screen for what seemed like hours before Tom returned.

 

“Do you have to piss Hank?” Tom asked.

 

“Yes.” he answered as if he had forgotten stood walked to the bucket but Tom’s watching him made it hard for him to go but finally he was able to let loose with a tentative trickle that slowly grew to a small flow then turned to a dribble and stopped.

 

“That looked like you finished.” Tom said with a smile then directed, “Let’s go see your new bed.” Even though the light was still dim, Hank could see he had a clean dry mattress to sleep on, but to the best of his memory he didn’t remember anyone coming in and changing it.

 

“Here put these on.” Tom ordered as he handed Hank a pair of adult diapers and rubber pants. Hank quickly obeyed as his yearning had changed into a powerful craving. When he looked up Tom had a syringe on the table and his body quivered. “Now lay down and ask me to strap you in.” Tom warmly directed. As he hovered over Hank he looked warmly but searchingly and said, “It is Jodi that wants you to hurt not Lon or I. She is very angry with you and wants revenge.” Tom paused as he surveyed Hanks body while he ran his hand over it; Hank’s penile muscles quivered as Tom’s hand neared his penis and then added as he rested his wondering hand near Hank’s member, “The three of us are very close and want to please each other as much as we can… as you have most likely thought Jodi can be quite a hand full when she doesn’t get her way. So you ready?”

 

“Yes! Please Tom strap me in.” Hank obediently asked his voice very shaky as he cast furtive glances at the syringe sitting on the table, he could see it was nearly full and in a very seductive voice said, “Tom I don’t hold it against you I am glad it is you somehow it won’t hurt as much, but can I know what I did to her.”

 

“No…! Now are you more than just an obedient slave?” Tom asked as he waved the syringe.

 

“I watched the television like you said to and I think I can be more than just an obedient slave for you. I swear I will try.” His voice carried a plaintive tone. Hank shocked himself with how sincere his pleading sounded while he watched Tom tying his leg straps then his hand and arm straps. As soon as the needle pierced his skin Hank’s penis became rigid and his testicles tingled, and the warmth quickly washed throughout his body. His ears filled with echoes of Tom’s voice and all he said to him.

 

“Remember how much you want me.” He said and those words joined the rest of the echoes as his eyes closed. With the echoes in his head came dreams he saw the images on the TV only now it was his face he was seeing sucking up semen and it was his anus with a huge penis slipping in and out. He couldn’t see the man’s face but knew it was Tom’s body lying on top of his, between his outstretched legs holding his knees to his shoulders. He could feel Tom’s sweat washing across him as his semen surged into his rectum. He opened his eyes in time to see Jodi pumping more of that wonderful juice into his veins. He could hear her talking but couldn’t make out the words, but heard the echoes of himself saying, “I will love him I promise to make him feel good.” He felt his body being jostled about but couldn’t tell what she was doing but felt something wet washing his buttocks. Through all the confusion, Hank thought about Tom and wanted to see him again, he could feel his breath blowing across his ear. He wondered how long he had been in the room then he saw a penis and strained to get it in his mouth suddenly it vanished and he felt Jodi massaging his penis. As soon as it turned hard she stopped and slid his diaper on along with the rubber pants, and then another pricking of his skin and his body turned very heavy, rumbling filled his ears and his groin turned tight and ached. “How wonderfully warm this feels.” Hank thought as he drifted through his drug induced stupor.

 

The next time he awoke Hank was sitting on the side of his bed naked and Jodi was talking to him she sounded so far away but she was with in reach and Hank slurred as he answered, “Yes please help me get rid of all this ugly hair on my legs, my butt and back. Tom doesn’t want to see me so hairy so maybe this hair on my stomach too.” Some how Hank knew that and the confusing part was he really wanted to please Tom. Try as he could he could no longer blame the drugs because the thought of Tom made his stomach grow warm and he started yearning for a kiss or a touch or just the sound of his voice.

 

“So you do… want me to help you with my brother? Tell you what he likes what turns him on.” Jodi said teasingly as she laughed softly.

 

“Oh…! Yes…! I can use all the help you are willing to give me!” Hank swooned as he talked still slurring his words.

 

“Well okay but only if you promise to do Lon really good too.” Jodi bargained as she slathered Hank’s face, chest and stomach, back, buttocks and legs with the industrial strength hair remover. Her face was almost stoic and failed to express the way her voice sounded, but she was enjoying Hank’s torment.

 

“I promise… I do… I will do anything!” Hank pleaded as he stood stiffly his face grimacing from the strange tingling he felt throughout his body then with desperation ringing in his voice, “I don’t know what to do I really do need your help!” Hank was shocked by his begging never had he asked for help like that but he stayed as sincere as he could.

 

“Well he likes this dress and this top.” Jodi said sweetly as she held up the white dress and top. He had seen Tom wearing them on the TV then laughed as she draped them across the back of the chair.

 

“Does he want me to wear falsies?” He asked as he squinted.

 

“No but you will have to wear a long blonde haired wig.” Jodi informed as she scraped away the hair from Hank’s lower body asking in a dreamy voice, “So you’ve never sucked another man’s dick before? You watch your teethe neither of them like being bitten or scraped especially Lon.” Then stretched Hank’s limp penis then in a threatening voice said, “If I hear you’ve hurt them!” then squeezed his penis tightly until Hank gasped and then asked, “You want some teethe guards?” then let his penis pop free.

 

“Yes please if you think they will help me do it better for Tom.” Hank energetically responded as his mind and body were becoming focused Hank let out a loud sigh and added, “I don’t want to hurt either of them. I just want to give them what ever they want.” Even though the water was still quite cold, Hank didn’t mind when Jodi started washing him and rinsing him with it. He started warming right up, when he dried himself off then lifted his arms and she slid the elastic halter-top over and down, and then put the wig on him. Jodi laughed as she stepped back and looked at Hank the redneck dressed in drag.

 

Hank trembled as Jodi stepped closer slipped her hand under the top, pinched his nipple, and firmly grabbed his penis saying as she whispered into his ear, “You just hold that thought.” Jodi handed him a black silk sack with an elastic ring around the opening and sharply ordered, “Stuff you balls into this.”

 

Hank took it and started trying to get his scrotum into the small sack saying, “The sack is too small for my balls.” He jumped as Jodi sprayed his genitalia with the freezing water from the hose. The water was so cold it made Hank’s testicles ache deep into his groin.

 

“Looks like they’ll fit in there now.” Jodi observed with an evil laugh and then ordered, “Now be quick.” He obediently stuffed his now shrunken scrotum and presented it too Jodi who then quickly pulled the black ropes dangling from the sack causing Hank to gasp and stager as she tied them tight behind his back forcing his testicles flat against perennial raphe and asked with a snickering voice, “Is that too tight?” The room was filling with Jodi’s scent and even though the room was so dim he could see her face was turning red and he noted a tremble in her grip as she started squeezing and stretching his limp penis through some wide elastic bands attached to some bent ribs that were being threaded through the silk sack and pressed his penis between his testicles and pushed his gland closer to his anal tuck, it was nearly touching it. “I can hardly wait to see your face when Tommy pops.” Jodi’s laugh was insanely wicked and as her laugh turned into an evil giggle she slipped her two fingers around Hank’s gland and finished in a devilish voice, “pops your cherry!” a few raspy gasps she was silent just giving Hank’s penis some last tugs making sure it was as tight as it could be without cutting off the blood flow.

 

Hank stared at the floor knowing there was nothing he could do, no way to seduce her into easing up on him. He was starting to panic as he tried frantically tried to remember her from where and when and what it was he had done to her. “It feels really tight.” He responded his voice straining added, “It almost hurts.” As his penis was starting to swell inside the tightly fitted bands. Her scent, his fear, and an overpowering anxiety along with his growing desire to please all of his tormentors fueled his arousal; but more than all those things Hank wanted more of that wonderful painkiller and dream maker and he knew Jodi was now in charge of it.

 

Jodi lifted her dress, hoisted her foot to the top of the chair and ordered, “Now rub your hairs in this wet pussy! I want you to smell like a girl!” and she laughed insanely again.

 

Hank’s knees turned rubbery as her scent fill his nose, his penis strained against its bindings, and he began to rub his hairs in her soaking pussy. She felt so warm to the touch and her heat began soaking into the sack her wetness seeped between his legs. Jodi’s viscous fluid oozed between the skin of his penis and the tight fitting bands. She pushed him away with a laugh and said, “That is enough put these on.” As she threw a pair of panties at him and with a wicked sounding laugh said, “The slit goes in the back!” and watched as Hank slipped them on then slammed the door as she left.

 

Hank looked at the TV thinking the movies must be on a continuous loop. While he waited for her to return Hank began to watch the television and there she was giving Tom a vigorous blowjob, it was obvious he was cumming and when he pulled out Jodi fed his sperm back to him while she passionately kissed him. Lon then appeared and bent her over the table and quickly plunged his long thick hard-on into her very wet vagina and began rapidly humping. Even though there was no sound track Hank could hear Jodi yelling ‘faster, faster as she bucked into his thrusts. Lon’s body was very well built showing long hours at the gym, even as small as Tom was he too looked like he spent a lot of time working out in the gym. Hank watched while Tom kissed Jodi’s thigh knowing that at some point he was going to be doing that very thing to Tom. Lon pulled out as soon as he started ejaculating spewing a long thick seminal rope across Tom’s chest and stuffed it into his mouth and Tom starting swallowing as eagerly as he could yet some of the semen still squeezed out and hung from his chin and soon forming an arc as the end stuck to Tom’s throat.

 

Hank’s heart started pounding when the screen went blank thinking that at any moment his tormenting might start. Again, his mind filled with the questions ‘why is he here and why are they doing this to him. The longer the screen stayed blank, the more fearful Hank became. He sighed deeply when the screen lit up again. This time there was a new face and a sound track; he was sitting at a diner table and then he heard the door open much to Hank’s surprise he heard the new guy say as Tom walked in, “I’m so glad to see you, you’ve been gong so long…!” A knot formed in Hank’s gut when the man kissed Tom on the lips just like his Gwen would do for him; he cringed when he heard slurping sucks as the kiss turned wet. He knew that this was his preview, his overt clue as to what was going to be expected of him. Hank’s mind filled with both a consuming rage and the sickening thought of trying to seduce another man. The door to his cell opened and he watched Jodi walk in with a white hand bag matching the short white dress draped across the chair.

 

“Here put this dress on.” She ordered as she tossed the dress to Hank and set the bag on the chair and watched with a fiendish smile beaming. The elastic band hugged Hank’s waist tightly; he felt so weird wearing a woman’s wig and halter-top, a dress and panties. He looked at the purse on the chair; felt his penis straining against its bindings, and then thought briefly about the boys at the bar his friends, and how they would beat the shit out of him if they saw him dressed like this, and then about how dirtily they use to talk about the crooked little finger fags and how they use to verbally taunt them.

 

Jodi walked in close behind him and spoke trying to hold back a laugh saying, “Tom likes his girlfriends to be kissy faced and a little aggressive.” She clued and then Jodi lifted the dress hem and started sliding her fingers along his anus making it quiver, and after she kissed Hank’s neck continued, “He is going to want you to suck him off before dinner and during the after dinner movie, and when you go to bed.” Jodi started squeezing Hank’s exposed gland with her thumb and forefinger. She laughed wickedly and added, “And when you go to bed…!”

 

“Jodi he’s mine this week!” Tom firmly said as he stood in the door way and then added, “You are just suppose to get him ready not get him off!” and the door slammed.

 

“Look in the purse.” Jodi directed and as Hank looked she added, “And oh yes we will be having dinner together and watching the tube with the two you and we are going to want a good show!” She moved in closer and repeated threateningly, “I mean a ‘good…!’ show…!”

 

Hank’s stomach turned icy and his rectal muscles quaked when saw the two big tubes of K-Y jelly and he searched for some condoms but didn’t see a one, and the images of semen oozing from his anus filled his mind and he said, “I sort of thought this was going to be a group affair, I don’t see any condoms in here.”

 

“That is right you better get use to the idea; you are going to have their sperm, their gizzum, spunk, ‘cum…!’ both of their seminal fluid inside your mouth and in that tight little ass of you’res. When they cum in your mouth you best swallow as much as you can, all of it would be best.” She paused as she took a drink ran her hand through Hank’s hair adjusting the wig and then continued, “As I was starting to say; when you do get to bed he will ask you if you have some K-Y so you give him one of the tubes after he lubes up your butt he will be expecting you to make his penis harder with your mouth and then lube up his hard cock!” and another wicked laugh erupted, “He likes to be on top face to face the first time and he is going to definitely want you to look at him the whole time his dick is inside you. Look see!” Jodi pointed at the TV, started feeling his anus again, sneered, “My that is a tight one,” and gave his buttocks a sharp swat.

 

Hank’s eyes widened and his bowels retched as he watched Tom having anal sex with the male that greeted him at the door and his eyes were fixed on Tom’s. Jodi and Hank started watching just in time to see Tom climax. Hank’s gut was starting to gnaw at him he knew his body wanted more of the drugs they were using on him. He was starting to feel rebellious and fought the over powering urge to drive his fist through ‘this cunt’s face’ then he saw the syringe in her hand; Hank’s face turned soft and yearning and his posture turned into a nearly submissive one. As he held out his hand his anal sphincter quivered as he watched Tom pull, his semen covered semi soft penis out followed by a little gush of sperm jutting out and slide down between the new man’s legs.

 

“Not this time I’m going to shoot you in a new place, lay down, face down,” Jodi commanded with a chuckle and sat between Hank’s open legs and cautioned, “This is going to hurt… a lot… and if you move or cry out I will stop then you’ll have to wait until after dinner for your dose. You already have the shakes, I don’t think you will make it, and then all this will start all over and you’ll have to stay here with us even longer. Now roll on your side and cock this leg to your chest.” Jodi firmly slapped his right leg indicating she wanted him on his left side.

 

Hank felt Jodi squeezing the head of his penis again, then she started probing his upper thigh next to his scrotum with her thumb and then a sharp prick in front of her thumb, and then a terribly hot jolt shot down his leg and up his back and turned much more intense as the needle went deeper in. Hank let out a long grinding gasp as he tried desperately not to make any noise and found it very difficult not to move he began to see stars and his heart started pounding in his ears. Just as he thought he was going to break; he was rewarded with the familiar warmth, the pain soon eased and was replaced with the feeling of disappointment, no euphoria no dream this time. “Please just a little more.” Hank begged as he lay there waiting hopefully, not caring how much more it might hurt.

 

“No…!” she said firmly and then added, “If you do really good I’ll give you a little more after dinner… you know just before you suck him ‘off…!’ the second time.” A smile came to Hank’s face when his testicles began to tingle and juice seeped from his penis he felt it leaking onto his anus as his penis turned hard and stretched even with his anal opening. For a few seconds he forgot what was happening but Jodi’s wicked laugh quickly reminded him.

 

“Starting to feel pretty good heh?” Jodi asked slyly and started playfully spanking him.

 

“Yea it is sort of like needing to piss and it feels like I am cumming in slow motion because my anus is starting to get wet.” Hank reported as he reached between his legs.

 

“Stop rubbing it!” Jodi barked and then said, “If Tom wants you to cum he will make you cum!” and she laughed and pointed at the TV adding, “I can tell you he is going to make you wait… he wants Lon’s cock inside you when he makes you shoot off.” She laughed a shrill evil laugh, “Isn’t that how you and your boys say it shoot off.” Hank was surprised to see the man’s penis in the same constraints as his. Hank’s eyes widened in shock as he watched Lon’s penis sliding along the other man’s gland and the length vanish into his rectum with each push from Lon’s hips. The man’s body writhed he made loud grinding groans when he started begging Lon to take it out as he strained against its girth and length and then a long loud grinding yell sounded as Lon’s cock vanished and he lay down on top of the man’s sweat covered back and pumped without pause. Hank’s heart started pounding and his mind filled with fear as he listened to him begging Lon; his voice straining between convulsive grunting sobs to remove his huge cock. His pleas were ignored as Lon continued vigorously pistonning inside him. Lon’s movements turned jerky and spasmodic and his muscles started flexing, the man’s groaning deepened when Lon started ejaculating and after several loud groans they both lay quietly Lon’s softening penis still inside.

 

“Tommy didn’t ask Lon to be easy on him so you see points won’t stop the hurt just make it a bit easier.” Jodi remarked then gave Hank’s butt another sharp swat then her evil laugh rang out, “It is time for you to go into the living room, the movie room, I guess you all call it the front room.” Then a very sarcastic tone reminded, “Remember kissy faced and sucky mouthed.”

 

Hank stepped from his cell into the much brighter room, his eyes squinted as they adjusted to the brightness and he noticed the carpet right away. His bare toes kneaded the plush nap and they tingled; relieved to be away from the sharp stones found in the cell. The warm room with soft pastels yellows, golds, and light blues on the walls, ceiling, thawed the chill of the cell and wide molding seamed to go with the golden carpet with orange swirls. The aroma wafting from the kitchen made his mouth water and just as he slurped back, a drool he passed a full-length mirror and gasped with shock blinking at his image. The halter top its ruffled texture gave the appearance of breasts under it and exposed Hank’s now hairless belly; he turned his back with a jerk to see his once very hairy back now smooth and white, almost soft looking. He gasped out when he looked at his white hairless legs then lifted his midi white dress to see his once hairy thighs now almost looking like a woman’s thighs soft and hairless. Hank gasped again when he didn’t see his penis hanging half way down his thigh and shook when his scrotum was not to be seen as it was still covered with hair and pulled back between his legs.

 

Hank started to panic and a tear filled an eye as he realized how his body has changed since his capture from a very hairy and masculine body, to a soft white nearly feminine body. He felt his belly quaking as his fear mixed with the incessant gnawing of his new addiction and the thought of having sex with another man; something not just foreign to him but totally despised by him and all his friends. The worse was yet to come he had to act like he was totally into it or suffer what could be very serious consequences, the image of Gwen being gang raped or worse, being tormented like him and then the groaning cries from the man on the TV echoed the same time the doorbell rang causing Hank to jump and tremble as he thought, “Show time.”

 

“Come in.” he called out his voice full of uncertainly as he walked to the door and opened it, “Tom I am so glad you could get home early tonight.” Hank bubbled out gaining some focus on what was needed of him as he stooped his slightly taller body and kissed Tom on the lips wrapping his arms around his shoulders. The two men took turns running their tongues into the other’s mouth as the embracing lingered and soon they were both slurping as they kissed their wet kisses.

 

“Well honey you look wonderful tonight!” Tom enthusiastically complimented Hank as he walked around surveying his dress, then stepped in close and kissed his neck and ran his hands along Hank’s thighs.

 

“I’ve waited all day for you!” Hank said almost whining and warmly added, “I’m glad you like the way I look, Jodi to help me dress up just for you.” He was shocked by his own act at how sincere he sounded but kept his focus. Earn points make Tom feel good but most of all get another dose. “Look Jodi Tom is finally home.” Hank cheerily announced when she entered the room.

 

“That is good because dinner won’t be ready for at least thirty minutes.” Jodi informed as she approached Tom then threw her arms around his shoulders and gave him a very wet and passionate kiss. Hank just stood there gawking with his arms around the two of them and hoping that that is what he is suppose to do.

 

“I’m back Jodi!” Lon excitedly announced as he walked into the room and joined the three in the center of the room kissing both Tom and Jodi warmly.

 

“Come on honey give Lonnie some sugar.” Tom urged as he gave Hank a little nudging in Lon’s direction. Hank quickly gave him a full on wet kiss pressing his body against Lon’s slightly taller and now much more masculine body. Lon pressed his nearly hard dick against Hank’s belly causing him to jump a little and its size caused his bowels to quake as he imagined it being shoved into his rectum.

 

“Well sis how long before dinner?” Lon asked as he slipped his hand under the waistband and grabbed her fanny and squeezed a buttock.

 

“We got time to fool around.” She saucily said as she popped his belt pushed Lon to the couch, popped all of the buttons of his fly and sat on top of his lap passionately kissing him. Hank and Tom quickly joined them as Hank pushed Tom to the couch and sat next to him kissing him and sliding his hand between Tom’s legs and massaging the growing bulge in his pants. Hank soon remembered how Gwen use to do the very thing to him on his couch so he unlatched Tom’s belt unzipped his fly but froze when he realized he was about to put a man’s cock into his mouth a wet cock from the precum streaming from it just like his does when Gwen excited him. He felt Tom’s heart beating in the shaft where he had his hand around it slowly stroking it.

 

“That feels good honey.” Tom dreamily said. The soft sound of his voice broke the ice and Hank sucked Tom’s reddish gland into his mouth. His stomach heaved from the sickly sweet taste as his mouth filled with both saliva and Tom’s preejaculate. The room was spinning in Hank’s mind as he suckled the head of the pulsing shaft and began stroking it a little faster. Again, Hank gagged as the inside of his mouth became coated with a slick viscous fluid, he could feel little squirts spilling onto his tongue. Tom stretched out on the couch and Hank rested his head on Tom’s belly. Hank started trembling when Tom reached inside his dress and started fondling his exposed gland and with the other hand pushed his head farther down pushing his penis deeper into his mouth causing him to retch slightly as the gland pressed into the back of his throat.

 

Hank felt the couch start to rock and heard it squeaking and looked up to see Lon with his sister Jodi on top of him; and riding him hard, he caught short glimpses of Lon’s huge dick when she took a long stroke or two. When Lon arched his back against the sofa, she jumped off and grabbed his squirting penis. A long rope of sperm landed on her face, and Jodi slurped the head of Lon’s hard cock into her eager mouth and swallowed the rest of his ejaculate and then the full length vanished into her mouth. Hank could feel seminal fluid flowing into his mouth and knew Tom was getting close to cumming. He was becoming fearful; as he knew he had to swallow it all. He choked and nearly vomited as he kept swallowing, but kept Tom’s penis in his mouth. A puddle was forming under his cheek as drool slipped passed his fatigued lips. He just squeezed his eyes closed and started firmly suckling and milking the rigid shaft with his hand then coaxed the viscous fluid into the back of his throat and swallowed and swallowed. Suddenly a hot surge of sperm gushed into his mouth, causing him to retch violently as it splashed onto the back of his throat. Hank swallowed it, and the rest copious surges of Tom’s ejaculate. He could feel Tom’s shaft flex another gush of sperm would shoot into his mouth and then turn soft with the thick fibrous rope clinging to the urethra and to his tongue. Tom pushed Hank’s mouth farther onto his softening penis; Hank felt it pushing into the back of his throat. Hank’s face felt like it was on fire it was so hot, an extreme felling of nausea was welling in his stomach as he looked up and saw Lon and Jodi looking at him.

 

“How was it Tom?” Jodi asked laughingly.

 

“He did good for a first timer.” Tom answered and as he warmly played in Hank’s hair keeping his soft penis in Hank’s mouth added, “He didn’t scrape me once with his teethe.” Hank froze when he realized he had forgotten his teeth guards. The ache in his tired jaw was starting to turn painful and the painkiller was all he could really think of.

 

“It looks like he got most of your spunk.” Jodi said wrinkling her nose adding, “I hate that word but isn’t that the word you oafish Asses use?”

 

“Aw ini’t woos i ith Wen.” Hank said almost unintelligible as he stretched his sore jaw. He was starting to feel increasingly like he was going to vomit at any second.

 

“I know you feel like you are going to hurl but don’t; you keep it in you.” Threatened Lon then asked, “Jodi honey how’s dinner doing?”

 

“It is ready I just wanted to swallow some of your sperm first, you know I like my soup first.” She explained a wet smile beaming from her rosy face as she rose and headed for the kitchen.

 

“Give him another sucking and a milking.” Tom asked as he pushed Hank’s head towards his soft penis. Hank blinked his eyes when he saw a thick string of semen dangling from the gland stretching to Tom’s belly and he slurped it right up, suckled the helmet and milked the shaft until Tom lifted Hank’s wet lips to his and kissed them. “Let’s go eat dinner.”  And Tom pushed Hank up as he stood.

 

“Hey Hanky how’s the jaw muscles.” Jodi teased as Tom and Hank walked into the dining room. She gave a hard swat to his buttocks, then cooed, “This is your seat you sweet mouthed devil,” as she pulled the chair out indicating for him to sit and as he did she pushed it under him and laughed her evil sounding laugh. Hank put his hand inside Tom’s as he sat next to him and pulled it to his mouth and kissed it and held it to his cheek. He found it easier to lose his disgust by playing the role more completely.

 

Hank’s salivary glands exploded when Jodi brought in the red meat and started slopping slabs onto every ones plate even Hank got a small piece. He looked around and saw peas, mashed potatoes, bread, and salad. Jodi was serving the food and Tom, Lon, and Hank waited for her to finish and then everybody started eating. Loud snorting, and lips smacking, could be heard while they were all eating with their mouths open and loudly slurping their drinks.

 

Lon was the first to speak, “You know we owe our sister Jodi everything don’t we.” Lon claimed as he prodded Tom to join in.

 

“That is right!” Tom eagerly agreed adding, “After mom and dad died she took good care of us and kept us together when the law tried to split us up.” And he gave Jodi a warm smile.

 

“That is right little brother she took really good care of us!” Lon sang out then cheered, “Here’s to you Jodi.” He toasted as he lifted his glass of dark red wine.

 

“I’m the baby of the family.” Tom informed as he stuffed another chunk of roast into his mouth then went on to say, “Jodi is the eldest with Lon eighteen months younger than she, seventeen months older than me.” As he paused he ran his hand over Hank’s shoulders and played in the blonde wig hair, and Hank leaned over and kissed Tom’s neck then placed his free hand in tom’s lap close to his penis in a teasing gesture. “Yes Jodi and Lonnie lost their cherries to each other and I lost both of my cherries to them.” Tom fondly recounted as he smiled warmly at both Lon and Jodi.

 

“Hank you help sis with the clean up.” Directed Lon as he and Tom stood up and walked into the living room arm and arm. Hank’s rage quickly flared but just as quickly, he quelled it. He laughed quietly as he recalled how he could see both Tom and Lon’s bulging hard-ons as they walked into the living room. He picked up as many dishes as he could carry then went into the kitchen.

 

“Just scrape them off and put them in the water.” Jodi ordered. Hank quickly complied and headed for another arm full and as he was putting them into the water. Jodi made him jump when she grabbed the head of his penis, and he shuddered when she started threading a tube into his urethra, and he shivered violently as an icy cold liquid began filling his bladder, and almost instantly his burning rage vanished the tension in his muscles weakened and the incessant gnawing in his gut ceased.

 

“You did good for Tommy so I am giving you a little more.” Jodi said as she kissed his ear then gave it a nibbling, “Just make sure you keep doing good for Tommy!” The sound of her voice started echoing and soon the heat of her breath made his skin bristle and the wooing sound of her voice put Hank at ease as he continued to clean the dishes and set them in the water. Hank’s legs were turning rubbery as he began to daydream about Tom’s penis sliding into his rectum and he could taste his semen in his mouth. Hank felt his penile muscles tightening and start to ache as his penis turned hard and strained against its fetters.

 

Hank jokingly yelled, “Save some for me!” When he and Jodi entered the living room and found Lon and Tom heatedly making out on the couch, Lon’s hand was inside Tom’s pants. As soon as Hank sat down Tom started making out with him. The drugs that Jodi gave him were starting to take full effect and he started laughing out loud when Tom started teasing his nipples with both, his fingers and teeth. Soon Jodi was nibbling on his ear again and Lon was kissing the other ear while Tom was massaging Hank’s gland.

 

“Oh god that feels good!” Hank yelled out when Tom started stretching his fettered penis. “I want you in me so bad!” Hank moaned lost to the moment.

 

“You go down on me for a while longer let sis and Lon watch and we’ll go to bed for a night of sex.” Tom tempted.

 

Hank instantly unzipped Tom’s pants, pulled his hard wet penis out, and started sucking it getting it as deep into his throat as he could without choking. He felt Lon’s hard cock rubbing on his ear while he and Tom made out, and he could smell Jodi’s juicy pussy as she sat next to him watching as she masturbated.

 

“Jodi let Hank here suckle your sweet big clit while I put some of my seed in your womb.” Tom warmly asked as he watched her masturbating.

 

“Why Tommy that sounds like a lot of fun.” She dreamily said, and pulled Hank backwards on to the arm of the sofa and straddled his mouth as Tom straddled his belly and entered Jodi from behind. As soon as Hank started to suckle, his face started to feel wet and he felt her juices oozing down the sides of his mouth despite how much he was trying to swallow. The sweet tasting juices turned slightly salty when little squirts of urine started filling his mouth. He thought Jodi was trying to pull his hair out and then a thick viscous wad gushed onto his face followed by another and another. Hank knew by the taste Tom was ejaculating and after a few minutes they lay quietly on top of him.

 

Lon was the first to move as he went to the bathroom followed by Tom. When they returned Jodi rose and said, “Come with me to the bathroom.” And pulled Hank to his feet and then ordered, “Now turn to the boys and let them see you’re cum soaked face.” Obediently Hank turned showing his face and it’s cheeks with a copious sheen that covered them from ear to ear and from his fore head to his chest.

 

“You have to piss Hank?” Jodi asked as they entered sat and started peeing as she waited for him to reply.

 

“I do but I don’t think I can.” Hank explained as he sort of squeezed his legs together.

 

“Turn around.” Jodi ordered and then untied the ropes holding his penis and scrotum so tightly pulled his panties down to his ankles. “Now sit and piss.” Hank sat and a very weak sounding trickle splattered in the toilet water. It turned a little fuller when Jodi turned on the sink warming up the hot water and then hooked up a tube to the faucet turned and smiled as she held the spouting tube above the sink.

 

“What are you going to do with that?” Hank asked knowing the answer as he remembered what Gwen’s douche bag hose looked like.

 

“You want to be all nice and clean inside and out for Tommy don’t you?” Jodi asked and without waiting for his answer, she stuffed the douche bag hose into Hank’s rectum. Hank groaned from cramping in his insides as they filled with hot water; and then his butt exploded and a wet grinding fart sounded as the water gushed from his anus.

 

“Just look at all that shit floating around in there.” Jodi said and as Hank stood to look. “Flush it.” Jodi barked then ordered, “You hold it till I say to let it go.” In went the tube again and Hank strained as best as he could but still he couldn’t hold it as long as she wanted him to. After the fourth time his bowels erupted, she looked at the water and said, “One more douche for good measure you want to be good and clean for Tommy right.”

 

“Oh yes I do.” Hank replied his voice straining as his innards filled with more hot water and as that last douche splashed into the bowl Hank twisted around and heaved into the toilet and after several retching dry heaves Hank was able to sit up announcing, “I feel a little better now.”

 

“It looks like I gave you too much dope, now hold still.” She barked as she tied the sack back up tighter this time. Hank began to thrill as she threaded the tube into his urethra again only this time the fluid was quite warm and soon his body started to sweat and as a shudder raced across his body Jodi threateningly expressed, “This was a bonus so ‘don’t…!’ make me sorry!” 

 

As they walked back into the living room Hank was bowled over, a little as he had a raging hard-on and it hurt to stand up straight. “Hey you!” Jodi laughingly yelled as they saw Lon sucking Tom’s penis and laughingly added, “That is what I call brotherly love.”

 

“Yea he is my play toy and I want it all!” Hank playfully barked out following Jodi’s lead.

 

“You want to suck a sex organ then suck on this!” Jodi directed as she lifted her dress exposing an erect clitoris surrounded by a thick mat of long, shiny, jet-black pubic hairs; with two meaty labia fanning out from her thick clitoral hood coated with a shimmering white gel. Her aroma quickly filled the room causing a drool to slip passed Hank’s lips as he sat next to Tom and they both watched as Lon noisily suckled Jodi’s clitoris.

 

Tom pulled Hank’s lips to his, started French kissing him, and when he broke the lingering kiss slipped from under him stuffed his face into the cushion and started sucking on Hank’s exposed gland. Tom sucked it just long enough to make Hank start to weep preejaculate and then stopped.

 

“Oh Tom don’t stop!” Hank repeatedly panted out as he looked up.

 

“Hank you’ll get your turn soon but for now I want some.” Tom sang out as he sat excitedly adding, “Now give me some!” Hank quickly obeyed as he slid Tom’s shaft into his mouth gagging some when it hit the back of his throat. Hank’s fingers began kneading Tom’s scrotum while his other hand milked Tom’s flexing shaft. Hank closed his eyes as he noisily suckled Tom’s swelled gland eagerly swallowing his juices. Tom’s shaft turned rigid its urethral cord swelled, all the purple blue veins distended, and the skin turned bright red.

 

“Do the short strokes goddamn do the short strokes!” Tom excitedly called out as he rocked under Hank’s upper torso. Hank began rapidly stroking the meaty skin just behind the gland, kept massaging his scrotum, and noisily swallowed Tom’s sperm as it surged into his mouth. Soon Tom lay still breathing loudly and deeply as the last few orgasmic shudders swam through his body causing his penis flex then sag and release more of his seminal fluid into Hank’s mouth. Hank softly ran his hand up and down Tom’s sagging shaft and firmly squeezed his scrotum milking the last of Tom’s sperm swallowing every little drop.

 

Hank’s mind was swimming in a sea of confusion and uncertainty he was unable to let go of the disgust raging inside, but the images of his torment kept him quiet; “What is going to stop these warped bastards from hurting Gwen or me when their through with this sadistic game?” Hank thought as he continued to suckle keeping Tom’s penis in the back of his throat. The tender stroking from Tom’s hand did little to quell the gnawing hunger that was welling up in Hank’s stomach; the disgust he now felt over the sickening act yet to happen in Tom’s bedroom and fear he would fail at satisfying the demented desires were now causing Hank to crave another dose just a short step into a different dream and feel a little bliss even if it is fake.

 

“You did really good Hank!” Jodi said after slurping back a drool filled with Lon’s semen.

 

“Yea man you made little Tommy sing.” Lon dreamily chimed in.

 

“Oh yea I thought I was going to jump out of my skin!” Tom loudly sighed as he pushed his flaccid penis into Hank’s mouth and then groaned, “Suck it and suck it hard!” and Tom slowly pulled Hank’s head back until his penis sprang free. “Come here you and kiss me!” he directed. Hank gave Tom a warm and wet kiss his body melting into Tom’s.

 

“Hey sis you think you could put together a little cocktail for ole Hank here?” Lon asked as he diddled with her clitoris and then suggested, “to help him over his first time.”

 

“I did kind of wanted to hear him cry, but he did do a good job getting Tommy off.” Jodi begrudgingly admitted then gave Lon a wet kiss on his lips and offered, “I will but Lon you have to sleep with me in my bed tonight!”

 

“Oh sis that is a deal but you know I would sleep in your bed anyway.” Lon giggled his reply then sucked her upper lip into his mouth and stretched it letting it pop free.

 

“Maybe you could see your way clear to untying his cock too?” Tom coyly asked as he salaciously stared at Jodi and then added, “I may want to make use of Hank’s peenie… he is carrying a full load,” and then started massaging exposed head of Hank’s penis.

 

“Little Tommy is in love. Tommy has a boyfriend, Tommy has a boyfriend!” Lon teasingly sang and repeated it when Jodi joined in with the playful teasing.

 

“Only you Lon only you. You know I only love you!” Tom excitedly expressed as he reached for Lon’s hand. Hank kept his face nestled to Tom’s chest as they bargained away his body and what they were going to do with it.

 

“Well anything for my loving little brother.” Jodi purred as she put her hand over Tom’s and fondled Hank’s organ together then teasingly remarked, “Ole Hank is getting wet if you don’t stop he might explode right here.” Then cackled her evil laugh adding, “I know exactly what ole sweet Hank needs for my little brother.” with a bounce; she was off to her room. Tom pushed Hank upright and stood stretching his semi hard penis arcing out in front.

 

Lon scooted closer to Hank put his arm around him and warmly said, “I am glad you are trying so hard for my little brother both my sister and I are going to lighten up on you… just a little, just a little bit.” The talk about fixing a cocktail made Hank’s stomach quake as he impatiently waited. He didn’t care what kind of drugs they gave him as long as they quelled this relentless craving, quieted his raging anger, and helped him to do good enough to keep them from tormenting him any further. His stomach began to quiver when Jodi returned to the room carrying two syringes.

 

“Start going down on Tommy.” Jodi coolly ordered. Hank jumped and grunted when she stabbed him with the first needle and then let out a long loud sigh after the second one pierced his vein.

 

“There is that better?” Tom asked as he stroked Hank’s hair.

 

“Oh wow yes this feels really strange but nice.” Hank described as he lay on top of Tom. He shuddered when Jodi untied the sack that was tightly squeezing his scrotum and started sighing loudly as she slipped the restraining bands from his hardening shaft.

 

“There all untied now you two go have some fun.” Jodi said as she laughed out loud.

 

Hank staggered as he stood his knees felt like rubber and his legs felt heavy as they walked arm and arm into Tom’s bedroom. Blackness ensued when the door closed and Hank could not tell if he was standing, upright or on his head or lying on the floor face up or face down. When he tried to yell when he felt a terrible aching pain erupting inside his bowels but his voice was mute. A sudden bright light flashed causing Hank to open his eyes and to his shocking discovery found his right wrist and ankle tightly chained to the wall in his dark cold cell the mattress beneath him felt wet. He became racked with fear because the TV wasn’t on as the memories of his torment began to flood his mind. “What happened?” he thought.

   

 

 

                The end of ‘Taken’ pt. 1  

 

 

 

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