Straight to Hell - Chapter 2

As I pushed Mario’s legs to his chest, his muscular ass rose up and I looked at his ass crack. Like the rest of his body, black hair ran along the crack. I put his legs over my shoulders, reached down and pulled his firm ass cheeks apart. God, just feeling that ass was heavenly! Mario’s crack was deep and I had to work hard to pull his muscular globes apart to see his soon-to-be-devirginized male pussy. Finally, it appeared, a nice tight hole surrounded by dark hair.

“Yeah Mario. You’ve got a fantastic ass, baby. So tight and fuckable. Who knows, when I finish fucking you, you just might find you enjoyed it and want someone else to fuck you. I’ve known it to happen.”

Tears welled up faster in Mario’s eyes and he couldn’t believe what was about to happen to him. He felt Ryan rubbing something smooth and sticky around his asshole. Fuck. FUCK! This can’t be happening, he thought.

I watched Mario as I lubed his tight hole up with his own cum. I knew he was freaking, wondering how a strong, proud, heterosexual man could be in this position. I knew he was thinking about all that but I didn’t give a rat’s ass. This fine motherfuckin ass was here, right in front of me, and my strong, proud, homosexual cock was gonna fuck it hard!

I stuck two fingers in Mario’s hole to try to open it up but it was tough going. Mario couldn’t help but squirm but after a couple of minutes of twisting and turning, his hole began to loosen up a little. I used more cum to lube my cock and kept loosening Mario’s hole. Finally, I pulled my fingers out and put my well lubed, cum covered cock at his hole. I could feel Mario tense up as I began to push my cock in. Mario’s tight ass resisted me and I kept pushing. I felt his hole begin to open slightly and I pushed harder. Suddenly, the resistance gave way and I pushed my cock all the way in. I heard Mario scream loudly into his gag as my cock filled his cherry ass.

Fuck, I practically melted as my hard cock was gripped by Mario’s tight ass! The feeling of being in a tight virgin ass is almost indescribable! Mario’s ass was hot. My cock felt like it was surrounded by a wet, heated glove. As Mario’s screams penetrated my hearing, I knew it was agony for him. I didn’t move and just let my cock sit in that tight hole, feeling the heat surrounding it. As his screams lessened, I pulled my cock back and pushed it back in. Mario began screaming again but I kept fucking. After a few strokes, I pushed Mario’s legs back further and began fucking him harder.

Mario’s screams were dying down and I could hear him groaning as I fucked. I stopped a moment to put more cum on my cock and Mario’s hole and began fucking again. Mario’s hole was opening up and the cum was making his hole slicker. I started long dicking Mario, pulling my cock almost completely out and then shoving it all the way back in.

Shit. Oh Christ, Mario’s mind screamed. He’s fucking me. He’s actually FUCKING me! As Ryan’s cock first filled him, Mario felt like a hard turd was being shoved up his ass. Everytime Ryan sunk his cock in, the pain took his breath away. After being fucked a few minutes, the pain began to dull and Mario just lay there, crying and letting Ryan pound his ass. He felt dirty and used and just wanted the fuck to be over.

I felt Mario’s body go slack and knew the worst of it was over for him. I kept shoving my dick in full, enjoying the feel of Mario’s tight ass surrounding my cock. I could feel my nuts boiling up and knew I was about to cum. But I wanted my fuck of this sexy Italian stud to last.

I pulled out of Mario, grabbed the knife and walked over to the head of the bed. Mario just laid there, no movement, no nothing. Quickly I cut through the strips that bound his hands to the bed and Mario’s arms just fell onto the bed. I don’t know if he thought it was over but I had news for him. It wasn’t.

I pulled Mario’s body up on the bed, rolling him over at the same time. I practically fainted when I saw that muscle ass nude for the first time! It looked just like I saw it in his sweatpants in the office . . . a full, round, muscular, bubble ass. As with the rest of him, there was just the right amount of hair on his ass.

As Mario lay on his stomach, I put a pillow under him to raise his ass, pulled his legs apart and sunk my cock back into his tight hole. That straight ass welcomed me like an old friend, surrounding me . . . welcoming me . . . stroking me . . . making me feel like a pure fuck machine. I got up on my hands and feet, angled my fuck into that hot Italian man pussy, and started pounding away. Mario just lay there, totally defeated as I fucked . . . and fucked . . . and fucked.

Finally, I couldn’t hold it anymore. My balls were churning and I could feel my hot cum rising. It was so hot, I could feel it and I fucked faster to get it up and out into Mario’s ass. After shoving my cock hard in Mario’s ass a few more times, my cock exploded and I could feel the ropes of cum shoot out . . . and out . . . and out . . .

I fucked a few more strokes and then collapsed on top of Mario.

Mario moved his head slowly, groggy from the ass pounding. He felt Ryan on top of him but was too weak to move. He had grimaced when he felt Ryan’s cum shoot into him but was relieved it was over. Ryan laid there a couple of minutes and he could feel his cock soften in his sore ass.

I felt Mario move slightly under me and pulled my deflating cock out of his ass. Getting off the bed, I grabbed a towel and started to wipe myself off. After wrapping myself in the towel, I looked at Mario but he hadn’t moved. I got a pair of shorts and a shirt out of my dresser, walked over to them, and handed them to him.

“Mario . . .”

No answer. I leaned down near Mario, holding the knife in case he was acting. But somehow I didn’t think he was.

“Mario . . . it’s over. I’m gonna take you to back to your car now.”

Mario moved slowly, turning over and looking at me. Tears glistened in his eyes and he looked totally lost.

“Mario . . . here . . . wear these.”

As Mario began crawling out of bed, I dressed and then walked over to my video remote control, setting it to rewind. As the tape rewound, I watched Mario put on the shorts and shirt slowly.

“Mario, I want you to see this.”

I pressed the play button and the video began showing on my 40 inch plasma display. I looked over at Mario and he had a totally blank look on his face as the horror of his night began to transpire again before his eyes.

“You breathe a word of this to anyone Mario and this tape goes to your wife. No matter what happens to me, no matter what you do, your wife is gonna see this tape.”

Mario watched the tape for a few moments, then slowly turned and looked blankly at me.

“Fucker, I’m gonna kill you. You raped me. You’re gonna go to jail.”

“Mario, I told you. You do what you want but if you say anything about tonight, your wife is gonna see how her strong, masculine, straight husband got fucked up the ass. You report me to the cops and at my trial, they’ll show this as evidence. Then everyone will see how you got ass fucked by another man. Ass fucked. By another man. You understand?”

Mario looked at me silently. I stood there and stared back at him straight in the face. After a few moments, he started crying again.

“Bastard! YOU BASTARD! I HATE you! How could you DO THAT to me?!”

I didn’t answer Mario because I knew any answer wouldn’t satisfy him. The truth was that he was sexy and fuckable and I wanted him. End of story.

I also knew that he wouldn’t report me to the police. The look of shame on his face was unmistakable when he saw the tape and realized that others would be able to see his rape. I was counting on his straight macho heterosexual pride which would let him suffer in silence and never admit what had happened.

“Whatever, Mario. Let’s go.”

As we drove back to the office, Mario just looked out the window with his hand over his mouth. I hummed softly and then asked him a question.

“Hey Mario, would you talk Jose into coming over to my house some night? I think we’d have a lot of fun together.”

Mario didn’t look at me and I heard him mutter, “Fuck you.”

“Fine, Mario. If you don’t want to help me, I’m sure your wife will enjoy seeing this tape of your little love session tonight.”

Mario turned around quickly, a look of fear in his face. I kept on talking.

“Of course, if you’re willing to help me visit with Jose and get to know him like I did you, I’d be happy to keep that tape to myself. After all, it’s your choice.”

Mario thought a minute, looked down and took a deep breath. After a few moments, he looked back out the window.

“Okay. I’ll talk to him tomorrow. Just don’t hurt him, okay?”

I smiled and began humming again.

“Why Mario! You know I’d never do anything like that!”

*** End of Chapter Two