I received a phone call early in the evening, and as I looked down and saw my friend’s number, I picked it up quickly.
“Hello?” I said.

… No response, I repeated it again, until I heard a faint but slightly chilling sound from the other end. “Help me!”

Then the busy signal came on and I immediately realized there was something wrong. I was just out of the shower, and didn’t even have time to put underwear on as I was pulling my t-shirt on over my head running out to my car.

I was meeting my girlfriend for dinner a bit later and had just enough time to say I would be back soon, at friends. That was probably the smartest thing I did, since I didn’t even think to call the police. I now wish I had.

I got to his house, and ran up the steps and rung his bell. No answer, I tried to open the door and found it to be unlocked. I stepped in and called his name, and I heard no answer. However a strange noise from his bedroom. I ran in and saw my friend Allen, tied and gagged to a chair.

I have to admit, his short spiked hair and blond highlights, those green eyes and soft lips, and his muscular, 6’4” body looked fairly good bulging around the ropes holing him in his chair. He worked out a lot, and thought he had a good body, and should have had many girlfriends, though he never really did. Myself I am not too bad, have short black hair, and a fairly good build, but never as much as a person in the gym as he was.

He looked at me and I could tell there was something very wrong, and I shouldn’t have come alone, but before I could realize it, I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head and everything went black. I must have woken up a few minutes later, but I was tied spread eagle on his bed. I saw a man, must have been 6’5” and fucking huge, wearing all black and a ski mask.

He said, “I told you not to call anyone. If you didn’t want to get hurt, don’t call anyone. But no, you call your friend faggot, and now your both going to be in a lot of pain!”

I realized whom he was talking too, and he noticed I was looking at him. He walked over and put his large black boots right on my balls, and started to press down. I started to scream and he quickly covered my face with his huge hand.

“Now you listen to me faggot, I am going to ask you this once, and if I take my hand away and you scream you are gonna fuckin pay. Did you tell anyone you where coming here?” He lifted his hand, and I couldn’t control myself, the pain was just getting the best of me, and I let out a loud yell. He slapped me across the face, and again covered my mouth. He learned closer to me, the pressure on my balls getting even worse, I thought he was going to crush them. My body was shaking under the pain. His face was inches from mine, I looked into his brown eyes, smelt beer on his breath, and he asked me again. I shook my head no, and he smiled and took his foot off my balls. I figured that was the worst, now I just wish that had been the worse.

He took his hand away from my mouth, and quickly before I could even think of something to do, he started untying my Nikes. I didn’t know what he was doing and was watching him trying to figure it out. He pulled off my socks and then turned around. Then I realized he was going to gag me, with my own socks. I started to yell and thrash around as much as the ropes would let me. He came over to me and I kept my mouth shut, as for him to not be able to put the dirty socks in my mouth. He grabbed my balls so hard and pulled so much through my shorts that I thought they where gonna be pulled right off. I started screaming and he shoved one sock into my mouth and used the other one to tie it into place.
“Now you little faggots ready for some fun?” he asked snickering.
I looked over at my friend who was just staring helplessly at me.

He put his hand over my crotch, and felt my dick, and started massaging it, and as much as I tried to stop from getting aroused I felt myself getting harder.
“You like that huh, you dirty little faggot, you like having a guy work you over? Well then I think your friend will be up for the job!” He said laughing again.
The blood drained from his face, and I looked into his eyes as the guy came over to him and starting moving him to my bound body. I looked at his eyes and figured all he was thinking about was his girlfriend. I felt bad for him, but there was nothing I could do. The guy starting to take off my shorts, and as I had no underwear on, my dick just popped out. He started laughing, and pulled my friend off his chairs and laid him down, his head next to my dick.

“Suck that cock bitch.” He said snickering. My friend was sweating, and had a pleading look in his eyes. The guy grabbed his head and shoved it onto my 6-inch cock, and pushed it all the way down, even my girl friend never got that far, and it felt good, except that it was a guy, let alone my best friend. He started gagging and coughing, tears rolling down his cheeks as the guy kept pushing his head up and down on my rod. I was just about ready to cum when he made him stop. My friend was panting trying to get in a good breath of air.

“You liked that huh faggot?” he said looking at me. “Yea you did like that? Well let’s see how much you like having dicks jammed up your ass?”
My eyes widened, as he pushed my friend onto the floor and started undoing some of the ropes holding me in place. He flipped me over and tired me back again. He pulled my shorts down to my ankles, or as far as the ropes let him go and started to slap my bear ass. He got a ruler from my friend’s desk and hit me with that. Tears rolled down my cheeks. He clipped my balls a few times, causing me to thrash a bit in my ropes.

“You have a nice ass boy, you gonna be my cunt for tonight?” He said grinning, and with that he pulled down his pants and underwear exposing a huge 8-inch dick. “I haven’t had a good bitch to fuck in a long time. But before I have my fun, I think your friend deserves some pleasure of his own”

He lied my friend down next to me, and tied him up to the bed, and pulled out his 7-inch dick and started to suck it. I could tell as much as he tried not to show it he was enjoying it, and damn it did feel good, I could tell he thought so too. He started to moan, and the guy went even harder, until finally my friend cummed all over his face. Allen was turning red, but the guy just laughed.

He came back over to me and took my friends cum from his face and rubbed it all over his dick, and stuck the head right by my hole. I was ready for some pain but nothing like I felt. He jammed it all the way in, one shot. It felt like hot oil was poured all down my crack and hole. I thought my insides where splitting apart. After about a second he pulled all the way out and jammed back in there. I scrammed into the gag, and tears flowed out of my eyes.

He kept up this relentless assault for almost 45 min, when he put one hand below me and started to jack me off, and his other free hand on my friend and started jacking him off. By this time my ass accommodated his size, and the head of his dick hitting my prostate, and him jacking me felt soo good, I cummed almost right away, my friend panting did the same, and finally I felt him cum deep inside of me.

Finally after an hour of being abused, he pulled out, I felt his cum dripping out of my hole. He untied my friend a bit, and laid him on top of me, with his dick in my face, and his head near mine. He told me to suck him, and told him to clean my ass. I felt him licking, and as sick as I thought it, it felt good, I sucked his dick, and felt him moan, then he told him to suck mind and he did, he tied us like that, and told us to keep going. I stopped for a second and felt that ruler slap my balls; he blindfolded both of us, and told us not to stop.

It had to have been an hour when we heard a knock at the door. I decided not to stop, and it would seem neither Allen, as we where unsure about who was still here. There where footsteps coming for us, and we heard the door open, and at that instant the both of us had reached orgasm, and cummed into each others mouths.

We collapsed onto each other, exhausted from the assault, and pleasure of each other.

It was only know that we found out that the guy called the police, and my girlfriend, called Allen’s and both came at the same time, they walked in to se both of us sucking each other. They where cool about it as we explained how it happened.

After awhile, we both stayed good friends, though slowly drifted away from our girls, till finally it seemed they dumped us at the same time. It didn’t matter, I had my friend anyway, and from that day on, we where most defiantly, the best of friends.