Gang Bang
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
8,654
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Gang Bang
Gang Bang
Tomis sighed. He was walking out of the showers, past the other men still washing themselves. He could just see them through the steam. They were red from the hot water, and their muscles gleamed. Not that Tomis noticed that. During his shower, he had kept taking looks at his six-pack while he washed up quickly with the soap he had stolen from his ex-girlfriend\'s apartment. Yeah. All that time he had been spending at the gym was paying off. He definitely had something to brag about. He was getting big.
He picked up his cheap towel on the nearby bench, and went over to the lockers across the room. He had his usual puffed chest strut. His ass clenched tight and high up in the air. He nodded at a few guys he knew.
He recognized most of the other men there. Some of them came to the gym almost as often as he did. They were putting on deodorant. Getting dressed. Talking, with occasional manly chuckles like a slap on the back. Buddy style. Tomis had seen most of them at the weights. He hadn\'t been impressed.
Tomis passed a few men who had just left the showers. They carried blinding white towels, and were laughing. Their asses were tight. And they fucking knew it.
Tomis tried not to look at them. Or any of the others. Asswipes. He knew these guys, too. He was sure he had seen them last week, watching him when he was lifting weights. They were probably fags too. If he only had a gun... So they were buff. The last thing he was interested in was some other guy\'s six-pack of Colt 45s.
A man laughed nearby. \"I saw her first. That pussy is mine.\"
Tomis gave his insane machine gun shrieking laugh. So. A couple of guys were having a cockfight over some pussy. Typical of these jerkoffs. They wouldn\'t see Tomis bragging about his latest conquest. But it did make him more comfortable.
At his locker, Tomis rubbed his hair with his towel, and then started looking around for his tighttighttight blue shirt. He heard someone coming up close behind him, but he didn\'t think anything of it.
Then, he heard it. \"Damn, bitch. You\'re looking fine.\"
Tomis jumped. He couldn\'t help it. He turned around, holding his shirt up in front of him. The locker room was filled with men, more than he remembered there being just a few minutes before. They were all watching him. The man standing in front of Tomis, the one who had presumably spoken, grinned.
And grinned. He had too many white teeth. Tomis didn\'t recognize him, or really, any of the men in the room. And oh, my god. They were built. These men were big. Each one had a six-pack worthy of a late night fitness video infomercial. And the tan to go with it. They were tall. The shortest man there had to be at least six feet two. They were all naked, and freshly damp from the showers.
They were all grinning. Tomis couldn\'t figure out why.
He looked back at the first man, who was still right in front of him.
The man grinned even more. \"Yeah, girl,\" he said. He seemed closer than before, though he hadn\'t moved. He stood with his legs apart, and his dick. Oh my. It was already at half mast, proud and at least eight inches. Probably more. \"That ass of yours is sweet. Mmmhmm. I\'ve never seen one like it before. I can\'t wait to do you from behind.\"
\"She\'s a fine piece of ass,\" said one of the others.
They were talking about him. Tomis didn\'t know what to say. Maybe, if they acknowledged his hard-won six-pack, he would deign to speak to them, but he wouldn\'t fucking say Thank you.
The men were still grinning. Tomis could smell their excitement, as they started to move in. They were impatient. For what?
Before Tomis could begin to guess, someone was pushing him from behind. He landed down on his knees. Now, they were laughing. Amused. Tomis looked up, mostly at the nearest men\'s knees. \"Wha--\"
And a huge, huge dick was slammed down his throat. A slam dunk, bam!, like Michael Jordan could only dream of doing. The dick was so huge Tomis could barely fit his mouth around it, but he opened wide and wider, and he managed. Dimly, he could hear the men laughing somewhere above him as he valiantly sucked the huge dick. Then he felt another man, and it might have been the one who pushed him, up against him. He kissed Tomis\'s neck. Then there was the smell of lubricant, and another dick, equally huge, was pushing its way up his asshole.
Meanwhile, Olivia Newton-John was singing \"Physical\" over the gym loudspeakers as the men gathered in a circle, watching Tomis suck the dick. Drool ran down his chin. He moaned with happiness. The dick was so far down his throat he could hardly breathe. His ass was being reamed until he started to wriggle with ecstasy, but the second man firmly held his hips still.
The first man patted his head as he sucked away. \"Good bitch.\"
While the other dick kept reaming his ass, deeper and deeper.
The other men watched. They had started jerking off in time to the music, Let me hear your body talk, your body talk...
He sucked the dick.
His asshole was reamed.
Now, the loudspeakers were blasting Madonna. The men pumped harder, and a few of them were moaning. Waiting, yearning, for you to justify my love...
Then, bam! The first man roared as he came, just tons and tons of cum down Tomis\'s throat, which he swallowed as fast as he could. The other man, meanwhile, came a split second later, filling up his asshole with still more cum. Then Tomis dimly felt a splattering of sticky cum as the other men came up, two or three at a time, to finish up on him. He was covered in cum. The huge dick in his mouth went soft, and the man took it out and flung Tomis aside.
Tomis lay, naked and sore on the floor, smelling of ass and lube. His batted his eyelashes. \"What about me?\" he said. \"When am I going to come?\"
The man shook his head. He picked up his towel from the bench, and was already walking back to his locker. \"This isn\'t about you, bitch.\"
The other men were leaving. They slapped each other on the ass and grinned. Two of them stopped for a deep, deep soul kiss, and they knew Tomis was watching. He writhed. Fuckers. How could they forget about him so soon? Wasn\'t he big enough?
\"Damn,\" said one of the men, as he took his clothes out of his locker. \"That bitch could give head.\"
Another group of men was just coming out of the showers. The music on the loudspeakers was now in the middle of a Prince song. \"Pussy Control.\" The new men grinned. They were even bigger than the first group. Still smelling of their workouts, of animal sweat. They had bodybuilder acne and blazing white teeth.
\"I smell pussy...\" one of them said.
Tomis didn\'t have time to think before the biggest man, his dick already rising with that little pearl of pre-cum, was there. Tomis did not resist. He opened his mouth, and the first dick was being shoved all the way in.
And... THE END
Tomis sighed. He was walking out of the showers, past the other men still washing themselves. He could just see them through the steam. They were red from the hot water, and their muscles gleamed. Not that Tomis noticed that. During his shower, he had kept taking looks at his six-pack while he washed up quickly with the soap he had stolen from his ex-girlfriend\'s apartment. Yeah. All that time he had been spending at the gym was paying off. He definitely had something to brag about. He was getting big.
He picked up his cheap towel on the nearby bench, and went over to the lockers across the room. He had his usual puffed chest strut. His ass clenched tight and high up in the air. He nodded at a few guys he knew.
He recognized most of the other men there. Some of them came to the gym almost as often as he did. They were putting on deodorant. Getting dressed. Talking, with occasional manly chuckles like a slap on the back. Buddy style. Tomis had seen most of them at the weights. He hadn\'t been impressed.
Tomis passed a few men who had just left the showers. They carried blinding white towels, and were laughing. Their asses were tight. And they fucking knew it.
Tomis tried not to look at them. Or any of the others. Asswipes. He knew these guys, too. He was sure he had seen them last week, watching him when he was lifting weights. They were probably fags too. If he only had a gun... So they were buff. The last thing he was interested in was some other guy\'s six-pack of Colt 45s.
A man laughed nearby. \"I saw her first. That pussy is mine.\"
Tomis gave his insane machine gun shrieking laugh. So. A couple of guys were having a cockfight over some pussy. Typical of these jerkoffs. They wouldn\'t see Tomis bragging about his latest conquest. But it did make him more comfortable.
At his locker, Tomis rubbed his hair with his towel, and then started looking around for his tighttighttight blue shirt. He heard someone coming up close behind him, but he didn\'t think anything of it.
Then, he heard it. \"Damn, bitch. You\'re looking fine.\"
Tomis jumped. He couldn\'t help it. He turned around, holding his shirt up in front of him. The locker room was filled with men, more than he remembered there being just a few minutes before. They were all watching him. The man standing in front of Tomis, the one who had presumably spoken, grinned.
And grinned. He had too many white teeth. Tomis didn\'t recognize him, or really, any of the men in the room. And oh, my god. They were built. These men were big. Each one had a six-pack worthy of a late night fitness video infomercial. And the tan to go with it. They were tall. The shortest man there had to be at least six feet two. They were all naked, and freshly damp from the showers.
They were all grinning. Tomis couldn\'t figure out why.
He looked back at the first man, who was still right in front of him.
The man grinned even more. \"Yeah, girl,\" he said. He seemed closer than before, though he hadn\'t moved. He stood with his legs apart, and his dick. Oh my. It was already at half mast, proud and at least eight inches. Probably more. \"That ass of yours is sweet. Mmmhmm. I\'ve never seen one like it before. I can\'t wait to do you from behind.\"
\"She\'s a fine piece of ass,\" said one of the others.
They were talking about him. Tomis didn\'t know what to say. Maybe, if they acknowledged his hard-won six-pack, he would deign to speak to them, but he wouldn\'t fucking say Thank you.
The men were still grinning. Tomis could smell their excitement, as they started to move in. They were impatient. For what?
Before Tomis could begin to guess, someone was pushing him from behind. He landed down on his knees. Now, they were laughing. Amused. Tomis looked up, mostly at the nearest men\'s knees. \"Wha--\"
And a huge, huge dick was slammed down his throat. A slam dunk, bam!, like Michael Jordan could only dream of doing. The dick was so huge Tomis could barely fit his mouth around it, but he opened wide and wider, and he managed. Dimly, he could hear the men laughing somewhere above him as he valiantly sucked the huge dick. Then he felt another man, and it might have been the one who pushed him, up against him. He kissed Tomis\'s neck. Then there was the smell of lubricant, and another dick, equally huge, was pushing its way up his asshole.
Meanwhile, Olivia Newton-John was singing \"Physical\" over the gym loudspeakers as the men gathered in a circle, watching Tomis suck the dick. Drool ran down his chin. He moaned with happiness. The dick was so far down his throat he could hardly breathe. His ass was being reamed until he started to wriggle with ecstasy, but the second man firmly held his hips still.
The first man patted his head as he sucked away. \"Good bitch.\"
While the other dick kept reaming his ass, deeper and deeper.
The other men watched. They had started jerking off in time to the music, Let me hear your body talk, your body talk...
He sucked the dick.
His asshole was reamed.
Now, the loudspeakers were blasting Madonna. The men pumped harder, and a few of them were moaning. Waiting, yearning, for you to justify my love...
Then, bam! The first man roared as he came, just tons and tons of cum down Tomis\'s throat, which he swallowed as fast as he could. The other man, meanwhile, came a split second later, filling up his asshole with still more cum. Then Tomis dimly felt a splattering of sticky cum as the other men came up, two or three at a time, to finish up on him. He was covered in cum. The huge dick in his mouth went soft, and the man took it out and flung Tomis aside.
Tomis lay, naked and sore on the floor, smelling of ass and lube. His batted his eyelashes. \"What about me?\" he said. \"When am I going to come?\"
The man shook his head. He picked up his towel from the bench, and was already walking back to his locker. \"This isn\'t about you, bitch.\"
The other men were leaving. They slapped each other on the ass and grinned. Two of them stopped for a deep, deep soul kiss, and they knew Tomis was watching. He writhed. Fuckers. How could they forget about him so soon? Wasn\'t he big enough?
\"Damn,\" said one of the men, as he took his clothes out of his locker. \"That bitch could give head.\"
Another group of men was just coming out of the showers. The music on the loudspeakers was now in the middle of a Prince song. \"Pussy Control.\" The new men grinned. They were even bigger than the first group. Still smelling of their workouts, of animal sweat. They had bodybuilder acne and blazing white teeth.
\"I smell pussy...\" one of them said.
Tomis didn\'t have time to think before the biggest man, his dick already rising with that little pearl of pre-cum, was there. Tomis did not resist. He opened his mouth, and the first dick was being shoved all the way in.
And... THE END