Steve and Rob 5: The Bastard

[Summary of chapters 1 - 4: Steve, an advertising executive has fallen in love with Rob, a macho security guard, and has become his slave. In the previous chapter, a terrible fight between Rob and Jorge, a bodybuilder type, had broken out and Jorge had completely dominated Rob and fucked Steve, in full view of Rob]

After the fight, Rob totally lost interest in me. He couldn’t bear that I had seen him being submitted, dominated and humiliated by Jorge. He bitterly blamed me that I had done nothing to avoid him being raped by Jorge. He didn’t care that I told him that I had been scared and in no way could have helped him. “You didn’t even try, and you obviously loved being taken by Jorge”. The fact that he had taken fancy on Guapo was beside the point, he argued. He called me a whore not worth being his slave anymore, and didn’t imprison me anymore in a chastity belt. I had expected him to beat me up, but he didn’t. Having been dominated must in a way have emasculated him. At night I couldn’t sleep, reliving what had happened, making up scenarios of how I would have been able to avoid Rob being raped. Rob didn’t deserve that, no one deserved that. I had been an accomplice to a crime. Instead of helping the man who loved me, I let him down. I felt terribly guilty and asked Rob for forgiveness. I went on my knees and cried, but he was like a stone. Of course he wouldn’t make love to me anymore. Instead he watched the videos he had shot of his previous trick. I felt guilty, lonely, longing for a real fuck.

A week after the fight Jorge invited me for dinner. I called Rob to let him know that I would be late because I had to finish an important project. I unloaded all my worries on Jorge and Guapo, and they tried console me. “Rob treated you badly” they said ”he had no right to imprison you with that chastity belt for months on end. It can be fun for a day or two, but not for months”. I told them how guilty I felt that we had that we had gang raped Rob, but they laughed that away. “Didn’t you see how he loved to be taken? He even got a hard-on! Do you think that you get a hard-on unless you like what is happening?” I don’t know whether I agreed with them but they were so supportive that I started to relax. 

Guapo loved to be taken by Jorge but also loved to be the top man. Jorge didn’t want to have to do anything with that. How Guapo longed to be the macho man! Guapo started to fantasize: tonight he would seduce Steve. Just the thought gave him a hard-on. How would Jorge react? Would he start a fight? Guapo started to caress Steve and so did Jorge. He kissed him deeply and started to take off Steve’s shirt and play with his nipples. Steve groaned with pleasure. Slowly he unzipped Steve’s trousers and started to give him a blow job. He made his tongue hollow, surrounding Steve’s dick as much as possible and with slow movements let his tongue slide up and down Steve’s shaft. With his free hand he teased Steve’s anus. Now and then he wetted his fingers with a little saliva and entered them into Steve’s anus. Steve loved being fingered by him, moving his ass up and down his fingers! Soon he would enter his dick into this welcoming ass. Guapo undressed Steve completely and rolled a condom over his own dick. Now would come the moment of truth. He would defy Jorge. 

I was quite surprised when Guapo started to finger my ass. Was he going to take me? I thought that he was a bottom man, but may be he was multitalented. The prospect of being taken by Guapo excited me. I liked Guapo and his body: so refined and at the same time so muscular. I loved the way Guapo fingered my ass: he turned his finger around in a way no one had ever done that to me before. All of a sudden Guapo turned me around and entered me immediately as if he were afraid that someone would stop him. My first thought was “would Jorge would be enraged?” but the joy of being taken erased that thought as soon as it had come. Where was Jorge anyway? I felt a hand touching my dick, Jorge’s hands. His hands were coming from behind and before I realized what was happening, I felt Jorge thrusting his dick into Guapo’s ass. He squeezed the three of us firmly together. I felt every movement Jorge made and it was as if I was taken by two dicks at the same time. Jorge fondled my dick, then moved his hands slowly towards my nipples, making circles around it and in the end pinched my tits, which by now had become totally erect. I felt Guapo’s hands masturbating me. I totally forgot whom I had sex with: my whole body was taken care off: my butt, my back, my anus, my tits, my dick, my ears … I felt Jorge’s hands starting to tremble and with a deep, long thrust he came, crying out of pleasure. Guapo came at the same time and it was as if Jorge and Guapo were both were coming inside me. 

Guapo was relieved that Jorge didn’t stop him. On the contrary, Jorge seemed to be excited by what was going on. Guapo felt Jorge teasing his ass, and with a sudden thrust Jorge’s dick was inside him. He felt totally sandwiched between two hot sweaty bodies. It was as if Jorge pierced his dick all the way though him into Steve. He felt Steve squeezing his dick rhythmically and felt Jorge’s dick throbbing. Many times he had dreamed to be sandwiched between two men. reality was even more exciting, he thought. He felt Jorge coming, squirting his hot semen into him and immediately he too came. Steve bent backward begging for a kiss.

When Rob heard me coming in, he slid the video he had shot of the two of us into the player. He ordered me to sit down and watch it. Was this a sign of reconciliation? I remember him telling me that he would show me the video when our relation would be at a low point. There I was, stark naked, obviously excited and nervous, and Rob clad in leather, sexy as always. He ordered me to unzip his trousers and pushed my head towards his limp dick. I started to suck it with slow teasing motions which made it swell. I folded my hand around the bottom of his dick, moving it up and down, continuing to suck his cock. With every move I pulled the foreskin back as far as possible to expose the most tender parts of his dick. It became hard as steel. He pushed my head further down and ordered me to take off his boots and pants and put his booths on again. He pulled me up and threw me on the bed, pulled my legs far apart and started to rough me up. I groaned with pleasure. When I was fully aroused he slid the slave cap over my head, and mounted the tit clamps. He pulled on them and I cried out: was it of pain or pleasure? 

The sight of Rob and me preparing to have sex, gave me a hard-on and I continued to watch the video in fascination. Rob rolled me on my back and fastened the handcuffs. He looked at the camera and I saw the most macho look you can imagine. He had tamed and fully dominated this wild horse. I was obviously at his total mercy and he could do to me whatever he wanted. He turned his back to the camera, and I heard him slit open the condom pouch. After a while he turned around and I saw his dick, glistering with KY. I saw him smile, a smock smile. He pushed his dick in and rode me like he was taming a wild horse. He pulled his dick out, pushed my legs as far apart as possible, put his right knee beside my chest, and started to penetrate me again, now at an angle. I vividly remembered that he took me that way when he shot the video. His dick had penetrated me deeper than ever before and I had felt every vein of his dick. I had felt it swell just before he came and had felt the sperm he shot into me with such vigor that it totally engulfed me. Knowing that he was the actor must have thrilled Rob to the square and had made him the most ardent lover in the world. I saw him untangled himself, pick up the unused condom and heard him flush it through the toilet.

When I realized what had happened, a sudden, violent rage welled up in me. The bastard! I started to beat and kick him, but he didn’t move. I slapped, punched and kicked him wherever I could. He cried like a baby when I kicked his dick. When I calmed down, I took the video out of the player and walked away, forever.

I couldn’t tell Jorge and Guapo what had happened, but they offered me their sofa to stay overnight. The next morning I called in sick. I was still so upset that I would not be able to control myself in the office, ruining my career prospects. Instead I went to an anonymous test site to get tested for AIDS. I had to wait till Monday for the results and the wait was agonizing. I could not believe my luck when the nurse told me that I had tested negative.

TO BE CONTINUED...