Larry and Jeff, part two

 

The next week Jeff called me at home, saying Larry had given him my number without my permission. He told me to be at Larry's house Saturday night. It wasn't a request. I obeyed.

That night Jeff knocked me out twice. The first time after just about 10 minutes of wrestling he got me in a standing sleeper hold from behind. He let me struggle a long time, and we walked around the mat as I tried to escape. Finally he started to apply pressure for real and after a few seconds the panic set in. Covered in sweat, I kicked my legs and flailed my arms. My tiny silky blue speedos had been shifting down for some time and now my hard little penis popped out of them. I began to get groggy and slowly sank to my knees. Jeff put his knee against my back and arched me backwards. I felt my neck stretching in his thick hard arms, and my agitated groin boiling. Dazed and unable to swallow, I felt hot drool stupidly flow over my chin and drip on my chest. My eyes turned toward the ceiling as my arms fell limp at my sides and that's all I knew. When I woke up Jeff was standing over me, foot on my glistening chest, as Larry pulled off my trunks. After giving me a few minutes to lie there, embarrassed, while I recovered, Jeff made me get up and we started again. This time he tossed and twisted me around for about half an hour, my pink precum-coated erection flopping and bouncing. Finally he judo-flipped me onto my back and followed me down, lying across me facing away from my body, with my neck in his armpit and arm around my neck. His arm and pec formed a seal around my neck and cut off the blood supply. To this day I don't know if that hold has a name, it's sort of a reverse dragon sleeper kind of thing. As usual my legs pedaled and my arms flailed, I tried to get my hands on some part of him to pull him off. But it was no good. I felt the cool air against my hot wet chest, belly and genitals, and the warm slippery mat against my back, as I squirmed helplessly. Looking into my frantic eyes Jeff said, "Another disgrace for you. Poor little boy, you must be so embarrassed." My arms and legs plopped out into a big spreadeagled X. He smiled, face inches from mine, as everything went dark.

This time after he destroyed me Jeff pulled me up to a sitting position while I was still out. I woke up on my ass, legs wide, arms slack, throbbing dick pointing straight up, mouth hanging open, and Jeff's hand grasping a handful of my hair to hold me up. His brownish penis, about 3/4 hard and average length but very thick, was glossy with precum and inches from my face. He smeared his clear dick slime against my face sweat, mixing them together, then told me to stick out my tongue and rubbed his glans against that. Soon Jeff's cock was fully hard and he shoved it through my lips. I sucked it while Larry jerked me off. As Larry's hand worked my slippery babydick, a mass of hot goo spurted into the back of my mouth. That was so degrading it set me off on an involuntary orgasm. After he was finished Jeff pulled out of my mouth gave my face a shove and let me flop onto my back. Then Larry kneeled beside me and masturbated on my heaving chest. I covered my face with my hands in shame, but Jeff pulled them away and held my wrists against the mat over my head. "Don't close your eyes." Lying there watching Larry stroking his solid 6 plus inch cock over me made me hard again. Jeff said, "Wow. The dishonor of it all, yet you're still sexually excited. That's fucking pitiful." But he started stroking me off and I was instantly moaning pathetically and writhing around. But I did as I was told and kept watching Larry jerk off over me. His first couple of squirts went across my chest, stringing over my hard erect nipples. Then he pointed his purple glans at my face and another volley slapped onto my chin, lips, nose and cheeks. He kept stroking to completion but the spurts were replaced by dribbles, while I began to cum too, for the second time in just a few minutes. My back arched and hips thrusted convulsively. Coming so soon after another orgasm, it was incredibly intense. Only a small amount of liquid came out but with tremendous force, leaping over my abs and slapping against my throat.

When I was finally able to get up, they led me into Larry's master bathroom. It was large and opulent, finished in glossy dark green stone tile. There was an oversize bathtub/jacuzzi and big separate walk-in shower. Larry said, "Wash Jeff, loser," and filled the tub. He climbed in and had a jacuzzi, watching as I subserviently soaped my conqueror's firm hairy body. As I stroked and soaped and rinsed and caressed him his thick thing started to come to life once more. He raised his arms and made me lick and suck his nipples, then his chest and abs. He grabbed my hair and yanked me up to his face and made out with me for a few minutes, jamming his dominant tongue in, mastering my mouth, gripping my hair the whole time. He pulled my head back, exposing and molesting my neck with his mouth. Then he jerked me by the hair, making me fall back onto my ass in the corner of the shower. "Suck my cock, faggot!" Wordless, I got on my knees and served his desire once again. When his second load was in my stomach I washed his genitals and crack and he got out of the shower. "Wash up and get the fuck out," he said with no emotion in his face or voice.

I had never experienced anything like any of this before. There was an aching thrill in my chest the entire time, combined with the heat of constant humiliation throughout my body. I felt incredibly small. I felt like nothing. Like an animal or an object.

Worthless. And yet I also felt incredibly desirable and sexy and excited.

They left the bathroom and I washed, dried and went out to the living room naked, where my stuff was. There they sat fully dressed on a sofa talking, and ignored me when I entered. I started to say something but Larry waved his hand as if to say "You may leave." I picked up my clothes, dressed and departed in silence. I was hard again. When I got home I masturbated over and over for days. I couldn't stop being aroused.