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Life has always gone my way, at least until recently. I grew up the youngest grandson of a Saudi Arabian oil magnate. My parents emigrated to America and I grew up going back and forth between Saudi Arabia and New York. I moved to the city after college and have basically been living large since then.

Access to a weekly allowance, I could afford a nice one bedroom in Chelsea. I just turned 30 and have been living that playboy lifestyle—and looked good doing it. I was 5 foot 10, and built, dark hairy curls everywhere on my body but incredibly manicured facial hair. Pretty Arab boy features, thick brow but lighter eyes and pouty lips. Bone structure on point. Yeah I was living the playboy lifestyle—just not the kind of playboy my family assume I was.

Yeah I wasn’t looking for my Arabian queen, I was gay. Totally fine with it, I was always a rebel, liked doing my own thing and not being tied down to tradition…i just had to be traditional enough that the bank deposits still came through. Gay was not ok back in the motherland, so it was better to keep it on the low. i was the only one in the city and rarely saw my family barring once a year.

I was a natural loner so the dl lifestyle kind of suited me. no gay friends, didnt go out much, but whatever i got to go to the nicest restaurants, sicks sporting events and live performances. i didnt feel like i was missing much…except occasionally i craved a hot ass.

I was a total top. no bottoming for me—just diving into some man ass and owning it like nobodys business. i was 6 inches and uncut, which while it wasnt super hung, gave the boys something to scream about because of how relentless a fucker i was. nonstop, relentess ass pounding. besides, they didnt seem to mind, they had plenty to hold onto, from my beefy hairy pecs to my sizable muscle booty with another give that it gave good jiggle if they gripped it as i was about to breed their hole.

Well…eventually i got bored. im a natural exhibitionist, so eventually i created an alt twitter under the handle @RafiqPounding (my real name is Tahir, but no way in fuck was i using my real name). Every week i posted a couple of videos (no face, but plenty of body and cock) of me railing whatever piece of ass i was in the mood for that week. i eventually grew a following and started getting fans. people flooding my dms to wanna hang out with me and get some of this dick. yeah, there were some haters who didnt think i had the dick size to back up my cocky attitude and hard fucking but whatever.

Anyways, a couple months in, i developed a casual recurring relationship with this beautiful brazilian bottom. His name was Rafa and he was a beefy pocket rocket with an absolutely juicy ass (tho i still had him beaten ). Sex was amazing and he knew just how to milk my cock as i slammed into him and fucked him viciously, degrading him with dirty talk, my arab accent getting even more pronounced as i built up to breed his hole.

Eventually he asked me if i wanted to gangbang me. he had two friends of his who were looking for a third to fuck Rafa’s ass. They seemed hot and after seeing their pictures, all i can think about is seeing them fuck Rafa’s amazing ass. Their names were Jamarcus and Javi. Both of them were giants 6’3 and 6’4 respectively—not just that, they both had thick, uncut cocks. Jamarcus was a thick nine inches with a gigantic head, Javi’s started out pretty and plump but then got wider and wides the further you went down his ten inches of meat. Javi had a styled gel look, with brilliant tan skin and jet black hair—looking like a bad boy Mexican soap star. Meanwhile Jamarcus had warm chocolate brown skin, with cornrow and bright white teeth. He looked like a sexy thug minus the tattoos but double the flavor. Whereas Javi had a super cut lean muscular build, Jamarcus was big and round muscles practically bulging out of his skin.

“Sounds like fun,” I told Rafa. “Let me know when, baby.”

A week later, a date was set. Rafa gave me an address in Brooklyn he said was Jamarcus’s and told me to arrive on Saturday night at 11pm. Worked out well for me, I worked out in the morning. spent all day out running errands until i caught a show on Broadway. I finally ate for the first time other than little snacks here and there after and then finally took the train downtown.

At first I was a little nervous and a little annoyed to be going to far downtown. This was like…Bushwick, not a really nice area and super far away. but whatever he was looking fresh and feeling recharged as he buzzed into the apt number Rafa gave him. He walked up three flights of stairs before knocking on the door, which Rafa opened, giving him a double kiss and walking him inside.

The apartment was nice, with lots of light and space and as he walked into the living area, he saw Jamarcus and Javi rise as they went to greet him.

“Yo wussup, Rafiq,” Jamarcus said, pulling me in for a greeting. He using one hard to hug me, he used his other arm to briefly grab my ass, but it happened so fast istanbul travesti and he was so much bigger than me, I decided to let it slide.

“Hola, baby,” Javi said with a wink and a kiss on the cheek.

We all sat down and Jamarcus offered us all to use his bong. At first I was reluctant, having only smoked a couple of times before, but everyone else was doing it so I just went along with the flow.

We passed the bong around a few times as we got to know each other, and soon the room was filled with smoke. I know Rafa was a hot shot investment banker by day, but it was cool hearing more about the other two. Jamarcus was a barber, while Javi was a masseuse. When they asked me what I did, I told them whatever the fuck I wanted. They gave me confused looks so I thought i’d fill in the blanks.

“I got a trust fund. Family’s got oil money.” They both exchanged smirks and turned back to look at me.

“Yo, I was thinking, I got a hot tub outside on my balcony if y’all wanted to go out there and chill.”

“I didn’t bring a suit, man,” I began, but he gave me a slightly condescending smirk.

“What do you think we’re here to do homie. The only suit you need is your birthday suit.” With that they all stood up, Jamarcus bring his newly repacked bong and walked outside, Rafa and Javi following suit. I brought up the rear and watched as everyone started getting undressed on the balcony. It was March so the air was still chilly and as Jamarcus opened up the cover of the hot tub, we all started undressing quicker so we could get out of the cold and back into some heat.

Javi and Rafa were the first ones in. I was used to seeing Rafa’s stacked booty bounce, but it was nice to see every ab Javi had to offer. I was next, and as I got into the hot tub, I saw Javi strike a bemused expression while his eyes were fixed on my package.

As I slowly lowered myself in I heard Jamarcus’s deep gravelly voice behind me.

“Damn son, that is one fat ass, Rafiq.”

“Yeah,” I bragged, “They all like having something to grab onto as I rail them. Right, Rafa?”

“I bet.” I turned around and saw Jamarcus in all his glory, thick uncut ebony cock hanging low as he walked towards the hot tub, handing Javi the bong before stepping in himself.

We started passing the bong around again, this time chasing it with some whiskey highballs Rafa had made earlier and I started to feel good.

I was drunk, high, and a little dehydrated, so I was slowly getting looser and looser. And to make things better, Javi was right next to me giving me a little shoulder rub. He had some serious skills, I was thinking of hiring him for real.

Underneath the small talk and the hip hop beats coming out of Jamarcus’s speakers was the low hum of sexual tension. I could feel all of us start to get slowly closer, everyone slowly sliding into Rafa. I was hoping I could fuck that ass first, because if I didn’t, I wasn’t sure if I would be able to feel anything following these guys. The tension broke when a beep went off on Rafa’s Apple watch.

“Gotta get this, work shit, lo siento,” Rafa said, jumping out of the pool and grabbing his clothes on the ground as he ran to get his phone. A silence fell outside. I pouted a bit, I was really horny.

“I hope he gets back soon,” I said.

“What’s the rush, baby,” Javi asked. “I don’t got anywhere to be.”

“Yeah, me and Javi go back some, but you’re good people, man, you can stay as long as you want,” Jamarcus drawled.

“How do you two know each other,” I asked.

Javi smirked. “Fucking, baby.”

Jamarcus elaborated. “We both live nearby. Both alpha studs. Both got massive cocks. Sometimes you’re in the mood to chase pussy with a partner. So i guess you could say he’s my partner in crime. Or he has been…a lot.”

“Pussy?” I asked. Are you guys bi?”

They both chuckled.

“No, baby,” Javi said. “Boy pussy.”

I groaned. “I just call it ass. I never fucked a chick.” I groaned again as Javi started massaging beyond my shoulders and down my whole back. I finished off my high ball.

“You’re missing out then homie.” Jamarcus slid so that he was on the other side of me. “Pussy is great, but nothing is tighter and pinker than smooth boy pussy. And we’re professionals.”

“Have you ever had your ass eaten?” Javi asked me.

“Nah man, that’s exit only. I’m a total top.” I replied.

Jamarcus snorted derisively. “Man, don’t be stupid. You don’t need to be a bottom to like getting your ass ate.”

Javi made a noise and we both looked at him. “I have an idea. While we wait for Rafa to finish his call, we rim Rafiq for the first time.”

I started to protest and began to stand up, but Javi held me down by the shoulders as Jamarcus towered over me. “Don’t be a little buzz kill, man. You being weak and close minded and thts not the vibe here. I was already a little reluctant to bring you here, giving your little baby dick, but Rafa said you were cool. And honestly, you just been a spoiled little rich istanbul travestileri boy this whole time.”

“I don’t have a small dick! It’s 6 inches!”

Jamarcus snorted. “Bruh, I’m soft right now and bigger than y’all. Fuck outta here.”

“It’s not the size of the sword, it’s how you wield it, right baby?” Javi chipped in.

Feeling a bit attacked, I let Javi pull me in closer, glad to have some back up. But something about Jamarcus, I felt like I had to prove myself to him.

“I am chill, Ja,” I mumbled.

“Nah, bruh, You wanna stay for the banging you gotta prove you chill. I’m renowned for my tongue and now you wanna blow me off. Don’t be insulting, fam.”

“I’m sorry, I—”

He cut me off. “SHOW me your sorry, bro. Stand up, turn around and bend over, I wanna see what you got better.”

I stared helplessly between them, first looking wildly for Rafa inside, who was nowhere to be found, then back at them, Javi playful and encouraging, Jamarcus, stern, stoic and impatient. I wasn’t used to this, not being in control, having to be bossed around, but judging by my semi, I was kind of liking it.

With a resigned sigh i slid around so i was facing the opposite, so they could see my half hard boner, and slowly arose from the water and bubbles, feeling goosebumps prickle on my skin. I kept my eyes shut and waited as I heard a sign of appreciation and a pent up horny grunt.

Next I felt water rush towards me and two hands land on either of my ass cheeks. My left ass cheek got rubbed and jiggled, while my right got a slap and a squeeze.

“Grade A pussy,” Jamarcus grunted.

“That nobody has tasted that pussy, baby? It’s a crime.” Javi whispered as he moved his body up to my front and then easily grabbed me and positioned me so that he had full access to my front, my hands on his knees, while now Jamarcus had complete access to my back, slowly kneading my ass cheeks harder and faster.

“Don’t be scared, baby,” Javi said loudly, so i knew Jamarcus could hear. “Something tells me you are loving this.” His feet slowly brushed my now rock hard erection.

I felt two hands grab my face.

“Look at me,” Javi commanded. I opened my eyes and watching Javi’s face, dominant, mischievous and lustful all of once. “Embrace it.”

We maintained eye contact as I felt two thick pairs of lips and a long thick tongue lap at my butthole for the first time ever. He savored my bewilderment and watched with satisfaction as my face slowly transformed into blissfully aroused.

Javi then brought my face to his and opened my mouth with his tongue. thick and lock, he explored every crevice as Jamarcus alternated between sucking and licking the fuck off of my hole and mocking me.

“Dat little boy clit is rock hard, and this pussy is opening up like a flower. If i didn’t know any better I’d say we got a natural born pussy boy bitch here. If I’d known the pussy was as sweet as the fucking desert over there, I’d try more Iraqi pussy.”

My briefly broke away from Javi to say, “I’m Saudi Arabian, Jamarcus, you asshole.”

Javi grabbed my face and held me even tighter and Jamarcus slapped both of my cheeks. Hard.

“Quiet, bitch. Little trust fund closet case pussy boy bitch, you are what I say you are and right now you’re mine. And don’t call me Jamarcus. From now on, I’m Daddy. And I’m bout to show you why.” I thats when i felt his long thick finger plunge into my ass.

I screamed into Javi’s mouth and I started to struggle but Javi kept me still and then slowly started massaging my neck and throat while I was being fingers to calm me down.

Right when I was about to break free, Jamarcus hit my prostate, and I froze. He snorted.

“Easy picking. We owe Rafa drinks.”

Before I could comprehend what he meant, he added enough finger and started quickly beating on my button. Between the weed, the alcohol, dehydration and lust, I went onto another plain, relinquishing myself to the pleasure.

At this point Javi released me as Jamarcus kept playing with my hole, two and three and sometimes even four fingers, intermixed with heavy sucking and kissing, my hole was slowly getting more and more open.

“I’ve been massaging you all night and making sure you feel good, baby,” Javi cooed. “And now I think it’s time you return the favor.”

He slowly started guiding my head down to his crotch, while keeping his other pressed down on my lower back to force me into an arch. I got up close and personal with the dick, foreskin now fully retracted and was in shock. A warm, caramel torpedo that got thick the further down the base.

“I don’t normally do that,”—I mumbled before getting a smack on my face from Javi. Shocked, I looked up.

“Bitch, what DID you do for your bottoms? You sound like a selfish lover, on top of being selfish to be a little tease with that fat culo, but only touching anyone with that small little pinky dick. Get the fuck down there and no fucking teeth or I’ll take a page out of your shitty rich travesti istanbul brat book and won’t be trying to make you feel good anymore.

And then he pushed my head down on his cock. At first it felt strange, but i slowly got used to it (the various substances i was on helped). The extra foreskin got bunched in my mouth as Javi forced my head down further and further onto his cock. His grunts and moans got louder as he started speaking in Spanish.

“Time to switch, dawg,” Jamarcus declared, removing his hands from my ass and instead spinning my body around like it was nothing.

“No teeth on my dick unless you want yours punched out,” Jamarcus grunted as he quickly forced my head down onto his cock, my mouth barely fitting around the whole thing. My forced my head as far down as it would go until i was gagging and choking on his dick. At the same time, Javi started playing with my hole, making quick work with his fingers and spit.

I was still struggling to take his cock when Jamarcus pulled out of my mouth, smacked me across the face, and then shoved his dick back in. He did that a couple times until I got the hang of it.

From behind me, I started to hear my ass start to make noise.

“That pussy is talking bro,” Jamarcus said to Javi. “Sounds like its hungry.”

“I know just what to do hermano,” Javi said, before I felt something thick pressing against my ass. Before I could even react, he entered me, my hole being so relaxed and loose from their fingers and tongue that it entered without much resistance.

“Si, si,” Javi said as he sunk deeper inside of me. “This is prime culo.”

He started stroking in and out, the water in the hot tub around us slowly making waves. At first it was painful, but as my sensations we’re already dull, the pain eventually gave way to pleasure. What first were little gasps around Jamarcus’s cock gave way to moans of pleasure.

“Looks like little Rafiq Pounding is getting the hang of it. You was built to be a pussy boy, yo. You just needed sometime to realize it,” Jamarcus bragged.

At first I was confused, not ever having shared my online persona with these guys. At that moments. Javi bottomed out inside me and gave way to some hardcore slam fucking, the water splashing out of the tub and running across the balcony floor.

“Let’s get this culo inside, J,” Javi said. “I want to tag him on the bed.”

At that moment I was realized, and while I briefly considered trying to make a break for it, my mind abandoned the idea almost immediately. These guys were bigger and stronger than me, and I was naked and alone in their neighborhood. That, and it was starting to feel good.

They both pulled me out of the tub, Javi leading the way with Jamarcus right behind me, hands pawing at my newfound pussy.

“Damn this thing is tight. We gon’ be good friends brah. And this pussy is gonna be flooded.”

We entered the apt and it was silent. I looked at the front door and saw Rafa’s coat and shoes were gone.

“Where’s Rafa?” I asked, as they pulled me down the hall to what I assumed was the bedroom.

They both started laughing.

“Dumb bitch,” Jamarcus said. “Rafa was the trap.”

“He’s been our plaything for years,” Javi added. “He showed us your profile along with some of your pictures and that’s when we knew you were going to be our new project, baby.”

“Didn’t hurt that he couldn’t stand yo arrogant bitch ass,” Jamarcus said. “You’ve topped our boy for the last time. But maybe if you’re lucky, you can bottom for us together sometime soon…but you’ll need some more training before you ready for dat, Luckily, we got all weekend.”

Jamarcus shoved me into the room and left me in Javi’s hands. Javi lead me over to the king bed and slowly placed me in the center of the bed on my hands and knees. He gave me a kiss and then started stroking my body.

“Here you go baby, assume the position. All fours, back arched, pussy out and up.” I followed his orders and he moaned in approval. He went to the bedside table and opened a drawer, pulling a small bottle out.

“Que rico,” He signed, slapping my pussy hole. He unscrewed the bottle and put it underneath my nose. I knew what it was, having seen many bottoms use them before i fucked them: poppers.

“Plug one nostril, and inhale,” Javi commanded, holding the bottle under my nose. “Then hold it as long as you can. Siiii baby.”

I felt the rush go to my head and felt dizzy, the room spinning. He made me take another couple hits, at which point, Jamarcus entered the room with my clothes, phone, wallet and belongings. I looked over and saw him open a safe, and put all my stuff inside it before locking it. He then walked over, my phone in his hand and stuck it under my face, unlocking it with Face ID.

He then moved behind my and started slapping my ass.

“Time for RafiqPounding to become RafiqPounded,” Jamarcus said, as we began entering me from behind. He wasn’t gentle, but he didnt need to be, At this point i was their pussy bitch, and would do whatever they say.

I saw a light go on and knew Jamarcus was filming me as he entered my pussy from behind. Alternating between deep strokes and quick fast ones, I started moaning and yelling as my pussy accommodated his massive uncut cock.

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