To Be Unbound

I do not answer. I just smile and head up stairs to my bedroom. Once there, I go to my dresser and open the top drawer and retrieve a small bottle of Jungle Juice. I rush back down to the basement with my cock bouncing up and down with each step. When I get to the basement, I see Sully straddled over top of Erik's neck. His big, brown cock is at full mast and resting on the back of Erik's head. Peter and Jim are still at the back of the weight bench. Jim is sucking on Erik's dick which hangs over the edge of the raise bench back. Peter is supping at his asshole.

I get to the bottom of the stairs and I stand in front of Erik's face. My dick is right at his eye level and I notice Erik staring at my hard cock. I hold up the bottle of Jungle Juice and show it to Sully. He smile and grabs Erik by the head and pulls upwards. I kneel down while shaking the little brown bottle. I start to unscrew the cap when I here Jim call out from underneath Erik.

"Gentlemen, we have a boner over here!"

"Only because I am nervous, you fucking queer," Erik shouts.

I take the cap of the poppers. Sully holds Erik's head steady as I raise the poppers to his nose. Erik starts to jerk and wiggle about.

"What the fuck are you trying to do to me?" He questions, "What is that shit?!"

Sully leans in and puts Erik in a forehead-head lock with one arm and reaches his other hand around to cup Erik's mouth. For a little guy, Erik is quite strong and starts and continues to put up a fight. Suddenly, Peter walks around the weight bench and grabs the duct tape from the floor. He rips off a piece and tapes Erik's mouth shut again.

"Now try it, " Peter says.

Again, Sully steadies Erik's head and I raise the bottle of poppers to his nose. Erik tries to hold his breath, but within seconds, he is gasping for air through his nose- Ingesting the vapors of the Jungle Juice. As Erik is inhaling the poppers, Peter moves back to the end of the weight bench. He puts a finger in his mouth and loads it up with saliva. He presses his digit against Erik's tight hole. Then I hear a muffled groan erupt from the tape on his mouth.

"And we are in, "Peter chimes.

Yes. Peter had just popped a finger into Erik's hole. Peter pushes his finger in further and Erik's head drops downward. I walk back to see the view and I notice Erik's anus clutching and milking Peter's finger. Jim releases Erik's dick from his mouth and I reach down to take a hold of it. Damn. This kid's dick was rock hard.

"Guys," I say, "I'll be right back. I think there is one more thing we need."

Again, I climb the stairs, this time, stopping in the living room and grabbing my glass pipe and weed. I sprint down the stairs and sit down at the foot of the weight bench. I look at Erik's face and his eyes are glazed and is beginning to sweat. I rip the tape from his mouth.

"Please," he whimpers, "Please don't do this. This isn't right."

"Oh really," I reply, "Breaking into my house- Twice… Beating up a gay guy and watching him get raped is right?"

I pack the weed into the bowl and fire it up. Billows of smoke rise to the air as I drag on the pipe. I exhale and direct the smoke into Erik's face. I notice him trying to sniff at the smoke. He wanted to be high at this point. I'm sure he would be fine with anything that would ease the trauma of the situation he is in.

"You want a hit?" I ask him.

Erik shakes his head yes. I am about to put the pipe to Erik's mouth when Sully comes over and snatches the glass bowl from my hand.

"Alright, you inbred bigot," he says as he kneels down, "I'm a going to give you a shot gun." He fires the bowl and fills his lungs. Then, as he holds the smoke in his lungs, in a half voice he adds, "Because I'm fucking nice."

Sully leans in and puts his lips to Erik's. Erik pulls his face away.

"Don't you try to kiss me, nigger," Erik exclaims.

Sully starts to cough hard. Once he slows down, I see him punch Erik in the face.

"You got a beer?"

"A beer?" I confirm," No, I don't. I think I have an unopened bottle of Pino though."

"Fucking go get it, open it and bring it to me," He demands.

Once again, I am moving up the stairs with my hard-on bouncing about. I open the fridge and grab the bottle of Pino Grigio and pop the cork. When I return, I see that Sully has taped up Erik's mouth again. He grabs the bottle from my hand and moves to Jim and Peter.

Peter pulls his finger out of Erik's ass and when he does, I hear Erik whimper a bit. Then Sully instructs me to give Erik a good long hit of the poppers. I comply and as Erik is ingesting the smell, I hear the guys spitting in to Erik's ass crack. Erik starts to try and turn his head away from the poppers and then I hear him starting to groan and moan. I stand up and walk over to the guys and Sully has the bottle of Pino between Erik's ass cheeks. I watch the little, pink hole begin to loosen and contract from the effects of the poppers. Then the mouth of the bottle slips in, passed his sphincter. Sully lifts the backend of the bottle and it slips in about two inches. Then we all watch the bottle of Pino begin to pour slowly into Erik's ass.

I cock my head to see if Erik still has a boner. Yup! He does. About a third of the bottle empties into Erik's butt. Erik pushes from within and a little of the wine goes back into the bottle, but within seconds, it goes back inside his ass.

We are all just standing there watching Erik's ass when Peter asks me to pass him the bowl. I grab it and the lighter and hand it to Peter. He hits the bowl and passes it to Jim as he coughs. After Jim takes his drag, he hands it off to Sully. Peter takes control of the bottle while Sully hits the pipe. Then it is my turn.

At this point, I am a quite high and not sure how long we have been standing here. Maybe it has been five or ten minutes. I cannot be sure, but eventually, Peter pulls the bottle from Erik's ass. Wine spills everywhere and then Erik pushes from within. Wine sprays from his asshole.

"Fuck, "Jim cries out, "He just sprayed it all over me."

A pause.

The silence is broken with Peter letting out a belly laugh. Within moments, we are all giggling and laughing as if we were school boys smoking weed for the first time. Jim kneels down and gets under Erik again and starts to suck on his hard dick. Sully moves to the end of the bench and kneels down in front of Erik. He rips the tape from Erik's mouth and pushes his head up so he can look into his eyes.

"Let's try this gain," Sully says. "You want a hit of this bowl?"

Erik shakes his head yes and Sully extends a hand towards me. I hand him the bowl and lighter. Again, he takes a big puff and presses his lips against Erik's. This time, however, Erik doesn't pull away or fight. He opens his mouth slightly to take in the weed vapors.

I'm not sure why I am finding this so hot, but seeing Sully and Erik with their lips locked together made my cock rear up. I walk over to Sully and kneel next to him. I take the pipe and lighter from him.

"You're not coughing," I say to Erik, "Maybe you need another hit."

Erik looks up to me with glassy eyes and gives a smirk. "That's woods be so be cool," he slurs.

Is Erik is drunk?

He sure is. Who knew putting wine up your ass for about 15 or 20 minutes would get you so fucked up?!

I take a big drag off the bowl and place my lips against Erik's. I exhale as he inhales. I'm about to pull away when I feel myself giving a soft kiss. I stop because I can feel Erik's soft lips firm up, before the coughing fit begins.

Holy shit.

Erik is coughing so hard and I notice he is having a hard time catching his breath. I stand up quickly and look at his bound form and realize that the tape around his torso and waist was preventing him from expanding his lungs properly. I instantly get nervous and think,

"Where the fuck are my scissors?!"

For the fourth time, I find myself running up the stairs and this time, frantically searching for scissors. Once I have them in hand, I bolt down to the basement. I see Erik still struggling to breath with Sully still at eye level with him and the other two stands behind Sully. I cut the tape from his torso and rip it off. He takes a huge breath and coughs for a minute. He relaxes his frame.

"Is he okay?" I ask Sully.

Sully just stares at Erik's face. I can see the disdain in his eyes as finally he answers me.

"He is more the okay," he smirks, "I think he's officially fucked up."

"Guys… Guys…" Erik slurs, "C'mon. Can't we all just get along?"

Suddenly, I hear Sully let out a big laugh. Then I hear Erik start to laugh. Before long we are all giggling at the situation at hand. It seems as if we are all a bit, fucked up.

Peter moves to the back of the bench and kneels down and takes Erik's cock into his mouth. Jim and I are standing at Erik's side as Jim takes a hold of my dick. I look at him and he flashes a big smile.

"Feels good," Sully says, "Doesn't it?"

My eyes dart to where Sully is kneeling as Erik answers.

"Okay… Um… Yeah. But I am not no fag- I mean- Sorry… Fuck that feels good."

Jim lets go of my boner and stands behind Peter. He leans in and starts to lick and lap up the wine from Erik's hole. As Sully strokes the buzzed hair on Erik's sweaty head, I hear him moaning.

"Jezah… Chrissst…" he mumbles, "Can I please get in a dif- dif- dif-a-ent position? C'mon… I'll be good… Promise."

With scissors still in hand, I kneel down at Erik's bound hands as Sully stands up.

"Wait," he says to me. Then he addresses Erik, "You want to be unbound bitch?" Erik shakes his head yes. "You put my big nigger dick in your mouth and then we will cut the tape from your hands."

Erik stares at the big, beautiful cock in front of his face. He does nothing. Sully tells Peter and Jim to stop. They comply and move over to Sully.

"Look, there are two ways this can go," Peter says to Erik. "We can fuck around with you all night-" Peter interrupts himself as he notices the morning light shining through the basement window. "Fuck around with you all day taped up to this bench…. Or, we can fuck around with you unbound and comfortable."

"Yeah, yeah" Erik says, "I won't run… I promise."

"Then prove it," Jim replies, "Put Sully's dick in your mouth and suck it."

"Why I got to do that?" asks Erik.

"To prove you going to stick around and play with us," Sully explains.

I have seen some surprising things in my life, but watching a bigot put a black man's cock in his mouth was positively unbelievable. Everyone's eyes widen as Erik's small mouth wraps around the head of Sully knob. Sully places a hand on the back of Erik's head as Erik tries to take more of the thickening meat into his mouth.

"Cut him loose," Sully says as he pulls his dick from Erik's mouth.

"Don't be stupid, Erik," Jim warns. "There are four of us and only one of you."