Straight to Hell - Prologue & Chapter 1

As he shoved his thick fuckmeat in my throat, I tightened my mouth around his pole and let my tongue slide back and forth over his sensitive head. Sure enough, Debjeet was beginning to lose control, pumping faster and faster. As his ass flexed, I started pulling the muscular globes apart. It was hard work but I finally got my fingers down into his deep crack so that I could find his tight hole. Debjeet was so far gone in his fuck he didn't realize that my fingertip was rubbing over his little virgin pucker. There was a lot of sweat in his crack and I used it to work my finger into his hole. Jesus, it was tight! I mean, I had to keep pushing hard to try and even get just the tip in! Debjeet must have felt it because I could feel his fuck stroke hesitate a moment. But good straight boy that he was, he keep right on fucking.

All of a sudden, I felt Debjeet's cock get harder and he made a high-pitched groan. As he shoved his cock down my throat, I felt his head expand in preparation for unloading his nuts. I pulled back and let his cockhead lay on my tongue. As I did, I felt a burst of warm, creamy cum on my tongue, followed by another burst and another. Debjeet was groaning and ramming his cock in my mouth so hard it hurt. I don't know how much cum he let fly but it was a fuckin mouthful! I didn't swallow it but let it stay in my mouth.

As Debjeet's orgasm spent itself, he slowly lay back down on the desk, letting go of my head, his chest covered in sweat. His cock slipped from my mouth and I spit his cum onto his sweaty chest. Jesus, his fuckin cock was still hard! You could see it pulsing as his heart beat. His nips stuck out like bullets and he was flush in the after effects of a hard fuck. I pushed his arms back on the desk and there was no resistance. His cock was still hard and I started stroking it. Debjeet squirmed a little but was clearly worn out from his fuck to do anything. Perfect, I thought. Now it was my turn to get my ultimate prize . . . his straight boy virginity.

Debjeet lay back on the desk, breathing hard. I pulled his brawny thighs forward so that his ass was hanging slightly off the edge of the desk. Looking back at Debjeet, his eyes were still closed and his breathing was starting to slow down but it was obvious he was totally spent. I lifted his legs and pushed his thighs back until his knees were near his chest. Debjeet lay there quietly, either not knowing what I was about to do or unable to do anything about it.

As I looked down at his ass crack, my cock started throbbing and leaking again. Jesus what a site! Like the rest of his body, his ass was smooth. As I pulled the firm cheeks apart, there were only little wisps of black hair in the crack. Pulling back harder, my eyes found and zeroed in on his undefiled asshole. I don't know what the fuck got into me but I leaned forward and started tonguing his hole. My tongue ran up and down Debjeet's ass and I tongued his sensitive little bud hard as I licked over it. Debjeet stirred slightly but there was no strength left in him to stop my tongue fuck. I tongued his hole harder and tried to fuck my way into his boy pussy, opening it up for its soon-to-be cock filled debut. I heard Debjeet groaning, 'Oh fuck . . . fuuuuuuuuuuck . . . shit . . .'

Without a doubt, â€fuck' is what I intended to do! I kept lapping away at his hole and it became easier for my tongue to get inside. I tongue raped his ass for a few minutes, then reached up and ran two of my fingers through the cum on his chest. There was plenty of cum and it made it all the more interesting that Debjeet had given me the lube to open up and fuck his cute tight ass! I'm sure he never thought that all the cum he'd fucked into women over the years would be used to fuck his heterosexual ass as well one day.

I ran my fingers around his hole and rubbed the cum in. As his hole became slick, I started pushing my fingers forward, trying to get in. It was hard but that told me that I was definitely going into virgin territory and that thought almost made me cum. Slowly one of my fingers went in and I moved it around carefully. After a few minutes, Debjeet's ass started to open up nicely and I worked in my second finger. He kept moaning for me to stop but his voice was barely above a whisper and his struggles were almost non-existent. One thing not many people know is that a guy's asshole is a lot easier to get into after he's cum. I don't why but I've found that to be the case. So, as much as Debjeet would like to keep me out of his ass, his own earlier fuck needs would betray him this time.

I scooped up more cum and sweat from Debjeet's chest and started to liberally coat the inside of his ass. Even though has hole had opened up, it was still tight as hell and I was going to have a hard time to keep from cuming when I sank my dick inside. Finally, I decided it was time and pulled my fingers out from their warm soft haven.

As I held Debjeet's legs, I reached down and unfastened my belt, pulled open the button and slid down my zipper. Debjeet could tell something was happening because he tried to lift his head off of the desk to see. I shoved my pants and drawers down and my cock sprang free. My cock is pretty average, maybe six a half inches but that didn't matter. It just knew it needed to be inside of Debjeet and it was about to have it's need met. I scooped a large pool of Debjeet's cum from his chest and ran it all over my cock.

'No . . . oh fuck, no! . . . don't do this . . .'

I pulled Debjeet's ass a little further out until it was hanging off the desk. Learning forward, I pushed his legs back and spread them as far as I could to open up his ass. I could hear Debjeet murmuring.

'Fuck NO! . . . Mister . . . Mister Carlyle . . . stop . . . STOP!'

Holding my cock, I rubbed it up and down Debjeet's ass crack, pausing slightly every time I passed over his hole.

'OH JESUS NO! . . . DON'T! . . . I'M NOT A FAG! . . . Oh JESUS! . . . FUCK!'

Debjeet started to struggle more but as wiped out as he was there wasn't much he could do. I rubbed more cum on my cock, stroked it to get it good and lubed, and lined it up at the entrance to his pussy. Debjeet started shaking his head from side to side, begging me.

'FUCK NOOOOOOOOOO . . . STOP . . . DON'T FUCK ME! . . . I'M NOT GAY . . . I'M NOT GAY . . . OH SHIT . . .'

'I know you're not gay, DJ. Just lay back, it'll all be over soon.'

Debjeet broke into tears and kept crying out 'NOOOOOOO . . . NOOOOOOOOO . . . PLEASE . . . PLEEEEEASE . . . STOP . . .'

I flexed my ass and pressed my hips forward. Debjeet's tight ass wouldn't open and he started crying out louder. I learned forward and slapped him twice across his face.

'Shut the fuck up! Take it like a man!'

Debjeet stopped talking but kept shaking his head â€no' and cried. I kept pressing my cock forward and suddenly, his ass popped open and I slid just inside.

'FUCK! . . . FUUUUUUUCKKKKK! . . . TAKE IT OUT, IT HURTS! . . . GOD, YOU'RE HURTING ME!'

I said nothing and kept pressing my cock into his hole. As it went in further, I couldn't help but groan.

'OHHH YEAHHHHHHH! Fuck yeahhhhhhhh!'

I couldn't believe the feeling! It was so fucking warm . . . and wet . . . and TIGHT! My dick felt like it was surround by honey. Thick and warm honey. My cockhead tingled as Debjeet's muscular ass caressed it . . . nursed it . . . warmed it . . . and tugged on it, trying to get my full balls to give it some lubricating nut juice. I felt my nuts pull up, ready to give his ass that thick, creamy juice it wanted but strained to keep from cuming. I reached down and pulled on my sack, urging my orbs to hold back. After a few moments, they settled down. But the fiery heat from Debjeet's straight tight hole kept warming my cock and urging the little suckers to boil over.

I pulled back a little and moved back in, trying to get Debjeet's busted cherry used to my cock. He was breathing rapidly now and gulping for air as he moaned.

'OH FUCK . . . FUCK . . . UHHHHHHH . . . FUUUUUUUUUUCKKK . . . SHIT . . .'

Debjeet's moaning only made my goddamn cock harder. The sight of this totally masculine, sexy straight man on his back, muscular thighs in the air, cock in his deep crack, getting his tight de-virginized hole fucked made me so horny, I thought I'd pass out. I had lusted for this hunky stud for weeks and now I was fucking the ass I'd only dreamed about. But none of my dreams could compare to the feelings of my cock in the real thing.

I fucked Debjeet slowly, the full length of my cock moving in and out of his no longer cherry ass. Debjeet knew he was being fucked and his moans had turned into whimpers. He wasn't even struggling anymore. I scooped more of his cum off his chest and rubbed it on my cock and around his hole as I fucked him. I could feel his ass loosen up and I started fucking him faster. I really hated pulling my cock back because it felt so fanfuckingtastic inside his humpy little ass but my fuck instinct urged me on.

My lust was consuming me and I started pounding Debjeet's ass as if I was trying to get my whole body up inside. My hips made a slapping sound when they hit his muscled butt cheeks. As his hole loosened up more, I began to feel his prostate and shifted my fuck angle.

As I started hitting his g-spot, Debjeet began to grunt. His cock, which had gone soft when I started fucking him, began to fill again. Debjeet's grunts began to get louder and I leaned over and started sucking his nips as I fucked him. Longer groans began coming from his lips and I started biting his meaty pecs and pounding his ass hard at the same time.

'Shit . . . oh fuck . . . fuuuuck . . . god . . .'

I fucked on, pounding his straight boy ass. As he lay there on the desk, I threw his legs over my shoulders, leaned over and ran my arms under his shoulders and scooped him up in my arms. Debjeet and I were practically one as he lay there on the desk, legs over my shoulders, muscular pecs pressed against mine, while I fucked him. I could feel his cock swelling as I pounded his prostate and grinned as he made whimpering sounds like a bitch in heat being power fucked.

As I fucked on faster, Debjeet started making louder moans and I knew he was moments away from blowing his wad again. I got my cock as far up his ass as I could when he started a final long groan.

'eeeeeennnnNNNNNUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH . . .'

Shit, I could feel Debjeet's cock shoot that muthafuckin load between us. Over and over his cock shot as I pounded his nut and forced more out of him. His ass tightened so hard, I thought my dick was gonna get cut off. As his orgasm slowed, I could feel his body go slack and I slowed down my fuck stroke. I know he was tired but I hadn't come yet . . . a situation I was about to remedy. I pulled up out of Debjeet's ass and saw that both our chests were covered in cum and sweat. I'm sure he wanted to lay there but I had other plans for my straight hunk.

Pulling him up off the desk, Debjeet swayed and I caught him before he fell over. Goddamn, but his body was heavy! I had to scramble to do it but he finally stood up straight, totally nude, head lolling slightly, his dick softening. I kicked his legs apart, bent him over a little, and moved my cock back to the slick hole between his muscular cheeks. It sunk in easily. I started fucking him and pulled his chest back toward me so I could grab his pecs while I fucked. I rammed his ass hard while I pinched his nipples and squeezed his pecs. This was one of my favorite fantasy fucks . . . Debjeet standing there while I shoved my cock up his ass from behind and held him by his massive chest.

Debjeet was so out of it that he just stood there while I fucked his ass. I felt my nuts churning, demanding to shoot their load in his well fucked hole. After a few more strokes, I couldn't hold back any longer. I shoved my cock in one final time and my juice shot out so hard, I thought my nuts were coming with it! Each time I shot, I rammed my cock up Debjeet's ass and pinched his nipples hard. I must have hurt him because he started groaning again, his body squirming, trying to get my hands off of his chest.

I don't know how many times I fuckin shot but it was the most powerful orgasm I'd ever had. I guess straight boys do that to me! After a few moments, I pulled out of Debjeet's fine muscle ass, walked slowly back over to my desk chair, and collapsed in it. Debjeet stood there a minute, then turned around and fell back in his chair.

Fuck, I was so sweaty, my chest covered in cum, and felt like I had run a marathon. I sat there in my chair and looked at Debjeet. He was splayed out in the chair, his head back, eyes closed, and breathing heavily. His pecs were covered in red marks and cum was smeared all over his chest and stomach. After several minutes, he opened his eyes and looked at me. Tears welled in his eyes and he looked away after a few moments. Finally, I heard him speak softly.

'You fuckin raped me.'

I looked at him and smiled.

'You coulda stopped it at any time. I was no match for you.'

'I couldn't stop it or I'd of lost my job.'

I was silent a moment as I looked at Debjeet. After a period of silence, he stood up and began to pick up his clothes that were strewn all over the floor. As I watched him, I closed my eyes and remembered what it felt like to feel his muscles and suck on that hard, meaty Indian fuck pole. I especially remembered what my cock felt like as it invaded his virgin ass for the first time and the hard, hot, pounding fucks I'd thrown into him. I smiled, took a deep breath and opened my eyes. Debjeet was dressed and heading for the door.

'DJ . . .'

Slowly, he turned around and looked at me, a shell of his former self.

'Don't worry about your test. You'll be safe as long as you work here. I'll see to that.'

Debjeet looked down for a moment, sighed, and then looked back at me.

'I don't owe you shit. I paid for my job big time. So fuck you.'

A grin appeared on my face.

'I'm sure that can be arranged, DJ. Anytime. Because now you have the experience to know how to do it.'

'Fuck you, you sonuvabitch!'

As the door closed after Debjeet, I continued smiling and gathered up my clothes. The intercom rang as I dressed.

'Yes, Jan?'

'Mr. Carlyle, Mario is here.'

'Who's Mario?'

'He's from maintenance. He's here to fix your broken light.'

'Okay, Jan. Gimme a sec.'

I quickly finished dressing and called back on the intercom.

'Okay Jan, you can send him in now.'

After a few moments, my door opened and a dark haired, young smiling guy walked in.

'Hey, Mr. Carlyle. I'm here to fix your light.'

'Come on in. Is it okay if I'm here working while you fix it?'

'No sir, go right ahead. I'll try not to disturb you.'

'Don't worry, you won't disturb me.'

Mario set up his ladder under the light fixture that had been out for the last week and climbed up several steps. As he stood on the ladder, I glanced up from my paperwork and looked at him. He was very attractive with olive skin, maybe 24, black hair, goatee, probably Italian. As Mario stretched to reach the light, his jeans pulled up and highlighted two obviously firm ass cheeks.

I tapped my fingers lightly on my desk, smiled and thought â€No, Mario, you won't disturb me at all. In fact, it may be the other way around.'

End of Chapter One