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"Blow the Man Down" by Jason Bonds - Chapter 6...

     Licking Rick's smooth suntanned ass was turning Shawn on rapidly, and his
stiffening cock rose up hugely from his red-furred crotch while he knelt
behind the chained-up young stud.  He gently prepared Rick's ass for fucking
by depositing warm saliva in the crevice of his ass and then pushing the
accumulated spit into his asshole with his tongue.

     Cotton had dimmed the huge floodlight on the bridge in hopes of creating
a more romantic atmosphere on the deck of the Apollo.  But Rick Marinaro found
it impossible to regard his rape as a romantic affair.  The subdued lighting
seemed to only make the seamen less inhibited, which compounded Rick's terror.

     Damon dropped to his knees before Rick's tautly stretched body, kissing
the hard flesh of his flat belly and nuzzling his nose into the black belly
mane between his navel and his lush pubic hair.  The scalloped ridges of the
dark stud's abdominal muscles stood out in bold relief as he tensed under
Damon's and Shawn's hot tongues.

     Lucky tweaked one of Rick's brown nipples and licked hotly at the tuft of
black hair at his armpit.  Rick's upwardly stretched arms flinched, rattling
his chains as Cotton moved to his other armpit and licked sensuously, tasting
the salty sweat there.  While Lucky and Cotton lapped at Rick's hairy armpits,
they ran their hands over his naked body, feeling his taut muscles and smooth
flesh with sensitive fingertips.

     Rick's bronzed body undulated under the assault of four hot tongues and
he threw his head back, biting his lower lip and despising the unwanted surge
of horny excitement that was building up in him.  Damon was licking around his
hairy balls, causing his cock to respond with a gradual swelling.  Shawn's
tongue was probing into his asshole, causing him to remember the shameful
pleasure Lucky's big prick had brought to his ass the day before.  The
titillation of having both arm-pits licked made him squirm, and he found
himself actually looking forward to the moment when Damon would suck his cock
into his warm mouth.

     "Awwww!" Rick wailed pitifully.  "God noooo!"

     Already he knew his protests had taken on a different meaning.  He was no
longer terrified of what they were going to do to him -- he was terrified of
the incredible pleasures he knew were coming.  His wailing was a desperate
outcry against pleasure he was convinced he should not be experiencing.

     "God help me," Rick murmured as he realized his prick was standing
straight out from his loins, brushing against Damon's face while the boy
licked his balls.

     Damon was pleased when he felt Rick's hardening cock pulsing against his
temple.  He gave the stud's hairy balls one last lick, then ran the flat of
his tongue up the shaft of his cock.  Rick moaned in unwanted bliss when he
felt Damon's soft lips clamp over his cock-knob.  The boy began sucking
avidly, and Rick's prick jerked with excitement.  He lurched his hips forward,
fucking the blunt head of his cock into the buttery tightness of Damon's
throat.

     Satisfied that he had sufficiently lubricated Rick's asshole with saliva,
Shawn stood up and guided the tip of his prick between the young stud's buns,
pressing his cock-head into his wet ass-crack.  Rick stopped lurching, afraid
he was going to impale his ass on the redhead's cock while he was fucking
Damon's mouth.  But Shawn pressed forward, parting the resisting sphincter
with his thick cock-knob and the inevitable impalement of Rick's ass began.

     "Ohhhh, shit!" Rick rasped hoarsely as he felt Shawn's cock fucking into
his ass.  In the next instant, Shawn's rough fuck-thrust drove the cock deeply
into his ass-guts.  "Uuungh!"

     Excited by Rick's helplessness, Shawn grasped the young stud's slender
waist and began to fuck him brutally, sending jolts of burning pain through
his loins.

     "Aaiiieee!" Rick shrieked loudly as Shawn's fucking prick plundered his
shocked asshole.  "Awwww, no!  Don't!"

     Cotton and Lucky moved away, leaving Rick to Shawn and Damon for the
moment.  Anxiously awaiting their turns, they sat down on the deck and guzzled
beer while they watched.  Lucky was jacking his colossal prick, terrorizing
Rick with the mere sight of such a frighteningly huge prick.  While Shawn
fucked his ass and Damon sucked his cock, Rick stared aghast at Lucky's big
pole of cock-meat.

     "Want this up your butt again?" Lucky asked when he saw how Rick was
looking at his cock while he jacked off.

     "Hell no!" Rick spat, scowling at the big brute.

     Lucky laughed, looking back at Cotton.  "Man, you should've seen him
humpin' that cute ass up for more when I fucked him in the bunk room.  The
crazy fucker kept hollerin' no and backing his ass onto my cock at the same
time.  He can't help loving it!"

     "Shut up!" Rick yelled, knowing that what Lucky said was true.  "Just
shut up!"

     "Just let me know when you want it," Lucky said snidely, wagging his big
cock lewdly at Rick.

     "Never!" Rick cried out, even as he was beginning to feel pleasurable
sensations from Shawn's cock fucking in and out of his ass.

     Cotton took a swig of beer and lay back, propping himself up on an elbow.
"You should've seen his face when Shawn and I caught him beating his meat on
the bridge this morning," he said to Lucky.  "He was getting off on watching
us sixty-nine."

     Being reminded of how he had come to be in this situation sent another
shock wave through Rick's tormented mind.  He hung his head in disgrace and
closed his eyes, ceasing his struggling.  When he relaxed somewhat, the prick
that was plunging in and out of his ass caused less pain and more pleasure.
Combined with the sensations caused by Damon sucking his cock, the fucking
began to feel good.  There was still pain, but the pain was good.

     Rick couldn't believe it.  Once again, he was being driven toward a mind-
blowing climax by a cock fucking into his ass-guts.  It was happening again,
and he was helpless to control the strange sensations flooding his body.  He
couldn't keep from enjoying the hot friction of Shawn's cock fucking his ass.
Rick relaxed more, letting the manacles on his wrists support his weight.

     Just as he was getting accustomed to Shawn's relentless fucking, Rick
realized the redhead was about to shoot his wad.  He felt Shawn's hands
clutching frantically at his slender waist, felt the guy's cock fucking his
ass at incredible speed, and sensed his mounting excitement.

     Shawn began to bite at the back of Rick's neck, fucking his cock in to
the balls and wallowing his cock-lance deeply within the young stud's ass-
guts.  He reached around Rick's waist, clasping him tightly as he shuddered
in the initial throes of climax.

     Rick felt Shawn's hot cum-load burst forth within his ravaged ass,
flooding his bowels with liquid heat as the jism exploded in rapid-fire
spurts.  He saw Lucky watching his face while Shawn fucked his ass full of
cum, and he knew Lucky could tell he wasn't finding the experience as
appalling as he pretended.  Lucky had been there and he knew... knew that, no
matter what Rick said, he was as cock-crazy as Damon.

     The sensation of Shawn's cum filling his guts sent Rick over the edge.
His cock was tingling in Damon's sucking mouth, and his balls drew up tightly
against his crotch.  He bit his lip, knowing that to cum would prove -- once
again -- that getting fucked in the ass excited and thrilled him.  He tried to
hold back his climax, tensing his muscles and closing his eyes again to the
sight of Lucky Donovan's muscle-bound body and gigantic prick.  But it was no
use.  The stimulation provided by Damon's hot mouth was inescapable and Rick
felt his cum surging up through his cock.

     Unable to stop himself, Rick lifted his feet from the deck and clamped
his smooth suntanned thighs around the teenager's head.  with Shawn's cum-
gushing prick still embedded in his ass, he squeezed Damon's head between his
legs and let his cum go.  As his cum-load filled the boy's mouth, Rick threw
his head back and lolled his tongue out, gasping and moaning in unleashed
ecstasy.

     "Look at that!" Lucky said enthusiastically while he and Cotton watched
the spectacle of Rick Marinaro finally letting himself go.  "Man, he needed
that."

     "I know," Cotton smiled between swigs of beer.  "It's been tough on him,
but he's about to come around."

     "He's there already," Lucky said, watching the expression of utter bliss
that came over Rick's face in the aftermath of his stupendous climax.  "I
think he's gonna be all right now."

     Damon gulped heartily, swallowing the rich creamy cum that kept filling
his mouth.  He couldn't hear the others talking because Rick's strong thighs
were clamped against his ears.  All he was aware of was Rick's cum-belching
cock in his mouth.  He kept swallowing, savoring the alkaline flavor of the
warm jism that coated his teeth and gums and filled his cheeks.

     Reaching beneath Rick's ass -- which was suspended in midair as he hung
from the chains and locked his legs around Damon's neck -- Damon felt where
Shawn's thick prick was fucked into Rick's clasping asshole.  He could feel
the stud's sphincter clenching rhythmically on Shawn's cock, clenching in a
tempo that matched the spurts of cum rushing into Damon's sucking mouth.

     Rick looked down at the way he was clamping his thighs around Damon's
head and saw how the boy's ovaled lips were clinging wetly around the base of
his cock, how his hairy balls were hammed against the cute teenager's chin.
He suddenly wished he could reach down and caress Damon's soft brown hair, but
the manacles kept his arms aloft.  All he could do was rub Damon's back
lightly with the tips of his toes, which were curling downward with delight as
he kept cumming.

     When his cock finally quit spurting jism into Damon's mouth, Rick began
to bounce his ass on Shawn's spent prick, which was slowly shrinking.  He
bounced anxiously, as if trying to pump up a new load of cum for a non-stop
marathon climax.  But his lurching caused Shawn's limp prick to dislodge from
his asshole with a wet slurp.

     "Holy shit!" Shawn gasped as he backed away, startled at the way Rick's
sucking asshole had tried to revive his exhausted cock.  "Talk about fucking!
This guy doesn't know when to stop!"

     Rick heard Shawn's remarks, but he no longer cared what they thought.  He
was caught up in a raging lust that knew no bounds, and he kept lurching his
ass, holding Damon's head tightly between his legs, unable to stifle the
incredible need that burned in his loins.

     To Damon's amazement, Rick's cock began to enlarge again in his mouth,
stiffening to full rigidity in a short time.  Rick began vibrating all over
while he lurched wildly, cramming the thick head of his cock into the back of
Damon's throat.  Unable to take any more face-fucking, the boy pried Rick's
strong thighs apart and fell backward, sucking in deep breaths and looking up
at the naked young stud in bewilderment.

     "Jesus Christ!" Damon said, licking Rick's cum from his lips.  "He's
already ready to go again!"

     Rick was standing again, his feet planted widely apart on the deck, his
arms held up in a V by the chains.  His big cock was standing stiffly at an
upward angle, bobbing as if begging for more attention.  His beautiful
bronzed body glistened with sweat, and he was breathing convulsively.

     "All right!" Lucky laughed, getting up and killing his beer.  He threw
the can overboard and sauntered over to Rick, grasping his throbbing prick.
"How now, huh?"

     Rick looked at Lucky's handsome face for a second, then turned his face
away, unable to look the guy in the eyes.  But his pulsing cock in Lucky's
hand revealed what he found himself unable to say -- that he was enjoying
their cocks, their mouths and their bodies.

     "You ready to suck some cock now?" Lucky asked, slowly jacking Rick's
rock-hard prick.

     "No," Rick whispered still looking away.

     "Do you really mean no," Lucky asked suspiciously, "or are you just
sayin' that from force of habit?  Huh?"  He held Rick's chin and turned his
face where he could see him better.

     Lucky was surprised to see Rick's dark lashes wet and matted, and
glistening tears streaking down the sides of his nose.  It was only then that
he realized what pain had been born of Rick's pleasure.

     Rick was surprised when Lucky enveloped him in his brawny arms and held
him tenderly for a moment, their cheeks pressed together and their hard cocks
touching.  There was, after all, tenderness beneath the brute's vulgar and
crass exterior.

     Lucky turned his head slightly and licked the salty tears from Rick's
face.  It was then that Rick saw beyond the superficial wildness in Lucky's
huge brown eyes.  While the big hunk sicked and kissed his face, Rick could
see a depth of character in his eyes that he had failed to perceive before.
And, paradoxically, Rick began to feel warmth and affection for the handsome
savage who had brutally raped him just the day before.

     "I think maybe I'm going crazy," Rick murmured, resisting a compulsion to
kiss the big stud.

     "Naw, man," Lucky whispered, kissing Rick's chin affectionately and still
holding him tightly.  "You're just comin' out of it.  You've been crazy for a
long time and just didn't know it."

     "What's all this whispering about?" Damon asked uneasily as he popped a
fresh can of beer open.  "You guys fallin' in love over there or something?"

     Rick and Lucky ignored Damon's question.  Cotton and Shawn were sitting
together, watching with rapt attention as Lucky continued to hug the chained-
up prisoner.  None of them had ever seen big mean Lucky Donovan act this way
before, and his behavior was so startling to them that a strange silence fell
over the group.

     "You want me to fuck you?" Lucky whispered, his sensuous lips almost
touching Rick's.

     "Awwww, man!" Rick moaned, his intonation in a strange mixture of agony
and ecstasy.

     The dark young stud pursed his lips, causing them to touch Lucky's mouth
in invitation.  Lucky responded instantly, pressing his thick sexy lips to
Rick's mouth and kissing him.  Rick twisted his head, grinding his soft lips
against Lucky's mouth as their darting tongues touched.  Rick moaned, wishing
desperately that his arms were free... free to run his hands through Lucky's
beautiful shaggy blonde hair, free to touch the smooth skin of his massive
shoulders and chest... free to grasp the big hunk's super-cock in his hands.

     The day before when he had been tied up and fucked in the bunk room, Rick
had been thankful for the bonds that prevented him from responding the way he
wanted to.  But that no longer mattered.  Now he wanted to tough those studly
bodies.  He still couldn't face the prospect of sucking cock, yet he wanted to
touch the guys, wanted to feel their naked bodies and caress their cocks.

     "What is this shit?" Damon demanded, slapping Lucky's bare ass hard.
"You never kiss me like that!"

     Shawn and Cotton laughed at the boy's jealous snit and then cheered Lucky
and Rick on as they continued their passionate kiss.  Rick was rubbing his
hard cock against Lucky's stomach, and Lucky's hands were swarming feverishly
over the young stud's suntanned body.

     "Hey!" Damon shouted near their faces.  "Stop it!"  He punched Lucky hard
on the shoulder with his fist.

     Lucky's and Rick's mouths finally parted.  Rick's eyes were glistening
with moisture and he was looking at Lucky as if he had never really seen a man
before.

     "You're a beautiful guy," Rick said boldly, looking into Lucky's fawn-
like eyes.

     "Aw," Lucky smiled, "you're just sayin' that because you know I'm gonna
fuck you."

     "Just don't be so goddamned sure of that, Don Juan!" Damon said, standing
beside them with his hands on his hips.  "I don't like the way things are
going here.  Why don't you let Cotton have his turn?"

     "Yeah!" Cotton shouted, clambering to his feet.  "You've already had a
preview fuck yesterday, Lucky.  My turn!"

     "Fuck me," Rick whispered to Lucky, gazing unwaveringly into the big
stud's eyes.

     "All right!" Lucky said happily, snapping his fingers.  "I knew you'd say
that sooner or later."

     Perhaps Lucky had known, but Rick Marinaro certainly had not known he
would ever ask a man to fuck his ass.  He could hardly believe he had uttered
the words, and yet a wonderful sense of release swept over him the moment he
had said it.  He went limp, dangling from his chains and lowering his head,
unable to look at the anxious faces of the four fishermen.  But it felt good
to have said it at long last.  It felt so good he wanted to say it again.

     "Fuck me!" Rick screamed, piercing the still of the night with his wanton
outburst.  "Fuck the shit out of me!  Fuck me!  Oh God, fuck my ass off!"

     "Get over here and fuck this nut, Cotton," Damon suggested as he tugged
at Lucky's huge bicep.  "Come on, Lucky... you're gonna fuck me."

     "He wants me," Lucky said, resisting his young lover's tugs.

     "So do I, goddamn it!"

     "Anybody!" Rick shouted, flopping his head wildly and lurching about in a
frenzy of lust.  "All I want is a cock up my hot ass!  Anybody's cock!"

     Damon posed cutely for Lucky, one hand on his hip as he grinned slyly.
"Well!  So much for that, Mister Wonderful."

     Embarrassed, Lucky looked at Damon's smirking face for a second.  Then he
looked at Rick, who was writhing and struggling against his chains, lurching
his naked ass as if fucking himself on an invisible prick.  Suddenly, Lucky
realized he just happened to have been the one who was there at the right
moment -- that the same thing would have happened, no matter which of the four
seamen had been with Rick at that crucial moment when his defenses finally
collapsed and he gave in to his inner urges.

     "My turn," Cotton said, winding at Lucky as he moved behind Rick's
thrashing body.

     "Oh, yeahhh!" Rick purred contentedly when he felt Cotton's nine-inch
cock fucking into his ass.  "Yeah man, fuck it to me!"  He began gyrating his
ass on Cotton's big prick, babbling incoherently as he thrilled his butt on
another cock.

     Rick's arms were hurting from being held aloft by the chains for such a
long time, but his ass felt fantastic, stuffed with nine inches of hard prick.
He gyrated his naked butt wildly, churning Cotton's cock within his gurgling
ass-guts and feeling the blonde stud's crotch hair scouring his smooth ass-
cheeks.

     "Good God, I love it!" Rick muttered under his breath as he fucked
himself into a frenzy on Cotton's prick.  "I just love it!"

     "I know just what you mean," Damon said as he grasped Lucky's horse-cock
and caressed the huge fucker that had entertained his hot little ass so many
times.  "There's nothin' like it."

     The marvelous feel of Lucky's hard cock-lance in his hand caused the
youth's asshole to begin twitching in anticipation of the massive shafting he
knew he would soon get.