Shut up and Suc!

Note to readers: This story continues the cocksucking adventures of a horny young man whose need for cock and curiosity about an ad he read on a dating site leads him down a dark path of submission to two older men. In the first chapter, young Danny met two older men, Riley and Decker, at a local watering hole where Riley had him suck his cock in the men's room to see if his throating skills were up to snuff. Danny has passed the test so far, and now it is Decker's turn to use Danny's mouth. The night is about to take a serious turn into debauchery for Danny, however, so beware...and read on!

This story contains scenes with Gay Male Dominance & Submission, cocksucking, gagging, throat fucking, ball sucking, handcuffs, public sex, and cum and piss play.

Decker Takes His Turn with My Mouth

I had just removed all my clothes and shoes and handed them to Decker, who unceremoniously tossed them in the back of his pickup truck's crew cab. Decker told me to start by sucking his balls while we were waiting for Riley, so while he sat behind the wheel, I stretched my body across from the passenger side of his truck, my head down in his lap with my bare ass up and visible to any passersby.

I inhaled his scent. God what a turn on! This guy was all man—sweat, musk, even the faintest hint of piss turned me on. I opened my mouth wide and sucked in one ball, then the other. They were the size of golf balls so I struggled to get both of them in at once, and the hairs on his ball sack tickled the inside of my mouth.

Decker patted my head as I worked his ball sack. "Just slurp on those for a while boy until Riley gets back. Mmmm....that's it cocksucker. You like those balls, don't you? We are going to have a heap of fun with you tonight so I hope you've got lots of energy."

With my mouth full of his ball sack, I could only moan a faint "uh huh" in response to his question.

Decker relaxed back in his seat and spread his legs. He was thoroughly enjoying the sensation of his big ball sack sloshing around in my mouth. "Mmm... that's it cocksucker. Worship those balls. There's a lot of jizz in there for you to drink tonight. Ole' Riley and I will be filling up that faggot belly of yours with multiple cum loads. Are you ready for that?"

"Mmm....mmm..." I mumbled in the affirmative, concentrating on using my tongue to push Decker's balls around the inside of my mouth like a miniature washing machine.

Decker moaned with pleasure as I made loud slurping sounds with my mouth. He was clearly relishing using my submissive mouth to titillate his balls for what was to come—or should I say cum?

Thirty minutes ago, Decker had been quiet the whole time in the toilet of the bar, holding my arms behind my back and watching me get throat fucked by Riley, and I wondered then what was going on in his head. I assumed that Riley was the alpha dog of this duo, but Decker's true nature was coming out as I slurped on his balls, and I could only imagine what he and his friend had planned for me that night.

I heard a rapping on the passenger side window behind me. It was Riley, and Decker powered down the window. I sensed a rush of cool air in the cabin and suddenly I felt Riley's hand reach between my legs and start stroking my cock and balls. I was rock hard again and his hand on my cock sent an electric wave of lust through my body.

"Looks like our cocksucker likes being used in public, Decker!" Riley commented.

"That could be useful later," Decker added cryptically. I was so focused on pleasing Decker's balls that I didn't think to analyze what he meant by that comment.

After a minute, Riley stopped playing with my cock and I could hear him open the door in the back of the cab. He climbed in, sat down on the bench seat and leaned over the front seat to get a better look at my mouth driving Decker wild.

Riley said to me, "Put your hand on his cock and stroke it slowly while you suck his balls faggot."

I used my left hand to fondle Decker's meaty dick but kept his balls in my mouth so I could give them the attention they deserved.

Decker moaned with pleasure. We continued like this for a few minutes, when Riley announced, "What say we take this cocksucker for a little drive, eh Deck?"

"Sounds good to me bud."

I lifted my head up, thinking I would now sit back in my seat while they drove me to god knows where. As I disengaged my head from Decker's lap, his balls popped out of my mouth.

Decker looked at me and said, "Oh no, not you cocksucker. You're going to suck my cock now while I drive." To reinforce his command, Decker placed his hand on the back of my head and roughly pushed my head back down to his lap. I opened my mouth reflexively, and in went Decker's thick, six and a half inch cock. He was oozing pre-cum and I could feel it pooling on the back of my tongue.

Riley barked an order at me. "Keep your head on his dick bitch. Do not take your mouth off it until we tell you to. Now put your hands behind your back!"

I did as I was told. Riley deftly leaned forward again from the back seat and I could feel the cold steel of a pair of handcuffs snapped on my wrists.

Oh shit,

I thought,

are they kidnapping me?

Riley read my mind. "Don't worry cocksucker. We're not going to hurt you. We just want you completely compliant for our needs. While you're cuffed, you'll do everything we tell you to so you can make us both happy. Am I clear?"

I pulled my head off Decker's dick to answer. "Yes Riley. Just please don't hurt me. I'm happy to suck your cocks and swallow...what you tell me to swallow....just get me back home later in one piece, okay?"

"You got it cocksucker. You're ours for the night to use as we see fit, then we'll cut you loose with no worse for the wear."

Decker started the engine and barked, "Now get back to work on my cock."

I leaned in as best I could with my hands now cuffed behind my back. I opened my mouth wide and took that thick, meaty tube of Decker's as far in my mouth as it would go. It was hard to do since I didn't have any balance—my upper body naturally toppled down towards his crotch with my arms cuffed behind my back. I think Decker liked it that way since as soon as his dick was in my mouth, he grabbed a handful of my hair in one hand to hold me in place while he drove the truck with his other hand.

My Throat is taken for a Test Drive on the Highway

After Decker started the big pickup truck's engine and eased out of the parking lot of the Tavern, we headed down onto the main street in town which led to the interstate highway. Although my head was in Decker's lap with his big dick in my mouth, I could tell by the way the lights were getting fainter that we were headed out of town and onto the highway.

Like Riley before him, Decker was insistent on getting his cockhead past the opening to my throat and down my esophagus. I gagged, not being able to move my head back since my hands were bound.

"Glugg....glugg....glugg...." I opened my throat as best I could and breathed through my nose. This brought laughs from both men as they listened to my gurgling sounds while I struggled to hold the dick in my throat and breathe at the same time. Both men were clearly enjoying my helplessness.

"That's it cocksucker. Take it all the way down your throat you nasty whore," said Decker enthusiastically.

"Thwak!"

Suddenly I felt a hard smack on my ass. Riley brought his hand down on my right ass cheek. It hurt like hell.

"Unnnhhh!"....I grunted with the shock of Riley's slap

"Do a good job on Decker with your faggot throat or you'll feel the sting of my hand again," said Riley as he brought his hand down a second time, hard, on my left ass cheek.

"Thwak!"

When I squealed again in pain, Decker pushed my head down all the way to his pubes, as Riley had done in the Tavern bathroom.

I focused on relaxing my throat, holding the dick as best I could until Decker pulled my hair and lifted my head off his cock.

"Unnhhh!" I sucked down a lungful of air as Decker's cock popped out of my throat. Decker had his left hand on the wheel as we drove down the interstate and for a moment I could see a few cars on the road in the darkness. I was worried someone might drive past us and see my head bobbing up and down on Decker's crotch while my ass was up in the air near the passenger side window.

Thank god for that,

I thought. I had never had sex in a public place like this and was mortified that someone might see me and recognize me as I serviced Decker's cock.

Remember, this was a small town and everyone seemed to know everyone else.

I have to say Decker was adept at controlling my head while he drove down the highway. He'd let me breathe at just the right moment as Riley had done, then he would push my head back down so his cock was lodged firmly in my throat again.

Despite my discomfort, I was turned on. My dick was probably oozing pre-cum although I couldn't see it. For the time being, my entire sensory world was the sweaty, dark blonde pubic bush, cock, and balls of this stud.

I continued to make gargling sounds in my throat as Decker expertly fucked my esophagus.

Since Riley hadn't smacked my ass again, I guess I was performing "acceptably" for a second time that night as a deep throat bitch.

We continued on down the highway like that for another 15 minutes or so, Decker controlling my head and moving it up and down his cock while he moaned and both he and Riley encouraged me with choice words like 'cocksucker,' 'bitch,' 'faggot,' and 'cum whore.'

I had to admit I was really turned on by the domination and couldn't wait for him to empty the contents of his ball sack in my belly. I'm sure Riley was also planning on using my mouth again. Or maybe more than once.

Something told me it was going to be a long night.

Rest Stop Restroom: Riley and Decker Share Me with Two Strangers

While I continued to suck Decker's thick cock, we drove through the darkness, the low rumble of the truck's engine vibrating the cab which seemed to add even more to Decker's sensory experience with his dick in my throat.

Suddenly, Riley announced, "That's the one Decker, pull off at this exit."

I didn't know what he was talking about as I was focused on the dick in my mouth, my head bobbing up and down on Decker's cock and letting him fuck my throat, but I felt the truck slow down as we took the off-ramp. After a gentle turn, we rolled to a stop.

I heard Riley get out the back of the truck and close the door behind him.

Decker said, "Keep sucking cocksucker. I'm getting ready to unload and I've got a five-day load for you to swallow."

I dutifully focused on relaxing my throat and even tried swallowing with his cock in my throat, so my esophagus acted like a cunt for Decker's dick, the muscles gently massaging his cock as he fucked my gullet.

I heard Riley talking to someone in the distance, but I couldn't make out what he was saying.

Then there was rap on the window behind me. Decker pushed the button and powered down the window on the passenger side.

"Holy shit!" I heard a strange voice say. "You weren't kidding. That faggot's got your buddy's cock all the way down to his pubes!"

Riley then answered. "Yep, and as soon as my buddy has unloaded his balls you and your friend can take a crack at his mouth. He likes it in his throat. And he swallows."

"Fuck yeah, I'll use that mouth. Hey Ray, check out this cocksucker. He's got this guy's dick all the way down his throat!"

After a moment, another strange voice—who I assumed was Ray—appeared on the driver's side window as Decker powered down the window to give him a better view of the action.

Ray was impressed. "Fuck, I've got to get me some of that mouth action! What a complete throat whore."

Riley and the other men laughed at this self-evident observation.

Suddenly, Decker started to growl and moan and I knew he was about to shoot his jizz.

"Oh fuck! Here it comes cocksucker! Keep the dick in your mouth and get it all!"

"AHHH...." Decker shot the first blast all the way to the back of my throat. It was so powerful I didn't have a chance to taste anything, I just felt of a big gob of semen rocketing to the back of my throat and oozing down into my stomach.

"Ohhh....fuuuuck! Eat it, eat the jizz boy!" Decker cried out.

Gob after gob of thick, salty semen shot out his dick and into the back of my mouth. My cheeks bulged with semen and I must have looked like a chipmunk who had just shoved too many nuts into his mouth.

I held Decker's dick in my mouth while it gently throbbed as his orgasm subsided, and the last few drops of semen oozed out of the piss slit. Decker kept his hand on the back of my head, a fistful of my hair giving him absolute control over me.

"Ohh...fuck that was good. I'm going to have to feed you another load later, bitch" Decker said, matter-of-factly.

Riley then said, "Okay boys, where do you want to use his mouth?"

The first guy, whose name I still didn't know said, "Why don't we bring him into the men's room so we can all watch?"

Riley answered, "Sounds good to me boys. Help me get him out of the truck."

I heard them open the passenger side door, and several large hands pulled me up by the shoulders and out of the truck. At least two of the men—Riley and the first stranger, I thought—held onto my upper arms tightly as they guided me, cuffed, naked and barefoot, towards the restrooms near the now closed and darkened visitor center. Decker got out of the truck and joined our little parade. Now that I could get my bearings, I could see that we had pulled off the interstate into one of the many rest stops peppering America's highways.

I looked back over my shoulder and saw only Decker's truck in the parking lot and in the distance two big rigs—which I surmised belonged to the two truckers who were now planning on using my mouth and throat in the Men's restroom.

As I walked naked towards the restroom, I looked down at my rock hard cock oozing pre-cum.

It seemed to be pointing the way to my fate like a compass—next stop, public cocksucking!

"Look at his dick guys. This bitch loves being used like a whore!" said Ray, the second trucker.

We reached the door to the men's room and Riley and the first trucker unceremoniously pushed me inside.

Riley smiled at me and said, "Okay cocksucker. On your knees where you belong. You know what to do, and as I told you before, you'll swallow what you're given to swallow."

I didn't have much choice in the matter, being handcuffed and surrounded by four much larger men, so I dropped to my knees on the hard tile floor of the men's room. I was thankful the rest stop was at least heated, so despite being naked, I felt comfortably warm inside the bathroom.

The first trucker, a big beefy man in his fifties, with a short pepper and salt beard stepped in front of me. He had on a black t-shirt with some heavy metal band emblazoned on the front which was largely obscured by the blue-and green tartan pattered flannel shirt he was wearing over it. His sleeves were rolled half way up his thickly muscled forearms, and I could make out several tattoos underneath the thick black hair on his arms.

He smiled down at me as he slowly unzipped his pants and started to fish out his cock.

Then there it was, inches from my face.

The cockhead was purple and he had an enormous piss slit. The shaft was thick and veiny and although he was not yet erect, I guessed it was over five inches long in its softened state. Since he hadn't pulled down his pants, his balls were partially covered up by his underwear but his cock poked through the slit in his boxer shorts, eager to be serviced.

"Now why don't you suck this cocksucker? Get it nice and hard and I'll give your throat a good pounding. Would you like that faggot?"

I looked up at him and simply nodded my head as all four men leered down at me. I felt a bit strange being totally nude in front of these fully clothed men, but the thought of sucking another fat dick got my heart pumping.

"Open up, faggot. Here's your next meal," the dark-haired trucker said to me, with a wide grin.

I opened up my mouth and took the big purple cockhead between my lips.

The trucker placed his hand on the back of my head and eased my mouth down the shaft of this cock. I could feel the dick swelling and hardening in my mouth as it reacted to the warmth and wetness of my cockhole.

"That's it faggot...feel my big dick swelling up in your mouth."

"Now suck it good and show me you want it."

I started to suck on the big lollipop shaft, savoring the musky tang of the big trucker. It tasted of sweat and piss and I loved it.

The trucker was clearly relishing having a young cocksucker on his knees before him. He moaned with pleasure and said, "Mmm...good boy. Do a good job and I'll feed you a big load of Daddy's cockjuice."

The other men offered their comments as I dutifully sucked the Trucker's 'big rig.'

The second trucker, Ray, offered encouragement. "That's it faggot. Show him how much you love dick."

Decker, who had been quiet after I sucked him off in his pickup truck said, "Eat that nasty cock you cheap, cum swallowing whore."

"Show us what a nasty cocksucker you are, on your knees sucking on a stranger's big dick," Riley chimed in.

All the men were loving the free porn show, and the evident and total control they had over me at that moment.

"Now it's time to get it in your throat cocksucker. Show us what you can do and take my dick all the way down to the roots," the big trucker ordered.

I relaxed my throat as his big bear paw of a hand pushed the back of my head down, inch by inch. The big cockhead popped through the entrance to my throat. I struggled a bit, and made a gagging sound that seemed to please the group.

"Glugg....gack...gack..." My throat sounds hit all the right notes the men were looking for.

"Yeah! Take it bitch! Get it in your cocksleeve throat so he can skull fuck you!" I heard Ray say.

I focused on opening up my throat as I had earlier for Riley and Decker, breathing through my nose when I could and trying not to panic when I couldn't get any air. Since my hands were cuffed behind my back I had no way of pushing off from the trucker's legs to breath. I had to focus.

"Glugg...glugg..." The trucker slowly started to rock his hips while he held my head still in both his hands. I could feel the big cock moving in and out of my throat.

"Yeah that's it faggot, open up that pussy throat for Big Tom."

Tom, his name was Tom.

I was thankful that for small bit of information.

Even a cocksucker should know the name of the man who is jackhammering his dick down my throat,

I thought to myself.

There. They weren't all strangers now.

The other men were whooping their enthusiasm as Big Tom increased the pace of his throat fucking. His hips were moving rapidly and I felt his grip on my head tighten as he started to moan in ecstasy.

"Yeah here it comes faggot. Big Tom's got a huge load for you to eat!"

And then he exploded in my mouth. It was a firehose of thick, musky semen that blasted to the back of my throat and mouth. My taste buds were overwhelmed by the flavor. Big Tom's jizz was the Roquefort Cheese of cum. Flavorful and earthy, an elaborate assault on the taste buds that was quite....delicious.

I swallowed greedily, the gulping sounds my throat was making echoing in the tile bathroom. The men grinned down at me as I struggled to get the whole load of throat yogurt down.

Big Tom was a prolific cummer.

And he made sure I consumed it all.

As his cock was deflating, I got a last drop of semen at the back of my tongue. I swallowed and proudly opened my mouth wide, showing Big Tom that I had downed his essence to the very last drop.