Benjamin is a real boxer, but he's never modelled before. He wasn't worried at all though - and despite his lack of experience in adult work, he was looking forward to the excitement the day of shooting would bring.
I've been hanging out down at the boxing gym for a few days, watching the stunning men go to and fro. A lot of these big strong thugs have perfect bodies... but when they open their mouths, you know they're as thick as two short planks. And it's one of these big dumb lugs that I'm planning on conning into our warehouse for some nasty fun. They'll believe anything.
Benjamin is one of the hottest men at the gym, and I am determined to have him. I watch him sweating and grunting over a punchbag for a few minutes - attacking it with his brutal masculine strength, slamming his fists into it time and time again as he dances and dodges around it. This is my favourite sort of man to get my hands on - the ones that would be a real challenge if we actually gave them a fighting chance.
I tell Benjamin I'm impressed with his fighting, and offer him representation by our 'management company'. I can see the lure of money and fame in his eyes as I tell him to come to the office after his workout. He's hooked.
This gullible straight cunt is putty in our hands. He comes to the office trying to play it cool, but he's falling over himself to put pen to paper and get his hands on our fake boxing management plan. The stupid brute probably can't even read the contract, which is just as well because we don't intend to give him the chance to - Dave comes at him from behind with a pad of chloroform. What use are huge muscles against a pair of cunning, cold blooded perverts?
A few seconds of struggling and Benjamin is out for the count. Soon, we've got the big black animal naked, and trussed up for our pleasure. We've kept his boxing gloves on and even left his arms half free - he's hardly going to be able to do much in the way of escaping, but it'll be funny to watch him try. It's so hot seeing a straight man struggle.
When Benjamin comes round from his unpleasant sleep, he doesn't have a clue what's going on. Even when Dave and I come sauntering in, leching at his naked body, he must think it's all some kind of initiation ceremony for the company - he doesn't even really yell at us until the first lashes of our whips come raining down on him. We have a lot of fun ordering the big man to apologise for trying to hit us, and making him ask to please us, promise to behave for us. Each time we slash into his chest with the floggers, he gets more compliant - all that punching in the ring, but the stupid boxer can't even handle a couple of whips.
Our cocks are stiffening at Benjamin's reaction to the pain we're causing, so we clip on some tight nipple clamps and make the cunt humiliate himself with some more verbal degradation. Having covered his big balls in clothes pegs, I thrash him some more and order him to open his mouth - I intend to take advantage of those big fat lips and sexy pink tongue.
What could be more disgusting to a heterosexual man than licking another male's smelly anus? Going on Benjamin's reaction, not much. I scream at him to get his tongue out, back the order up with a few slaps and whips, and then lower my sweaty arse down onto the big man's face. He must keep his tongue out and licking me at all times, or he gets beaten. The muscular lad gags and retches into my hole, but it just causes me even more pleasure. Sadists like me enjoy seeing cunts like this suffer.
Meanwhile, Reuben rams a finger into Benjamin's arse and plunders his guts, ruining his pristine virgin hole forever. I feel the straight man's tongue and lips on my anus as Reuben fingerfucks Benjamin hard and deep, even cramming two fingers up into his tight little hetero anus, to the sound of even more screams of protest from the boxer.
While Reuben takes his turn riding the muscular thug's face with his own hairy arsehole, I punish Benjamin for not rimming us well enough by painfully pulling off his ball pegs one by one, followed by yanking off the nipple clamps, inflicting the maximum possible amount of pain on the struggling bastard. Finally, I unleash a stinking jet of piss all over the boxer's disgusted face - the final horrible humiliation in what's only the first level of the worst experience of Benjamin's life.
Benjamin knows there's no way out. The big black boxer is doing his best to be stoic and not show us how scared he is, but his eyes betray his misery at this humiliating predicament.
With his hands tied securely out of the way by Reuben, I taunt Benjamin, getting up close into his personal space and really psyching him out. When he kisses his teeth at me in disgust, I shove a gag into his sexy big mouth, spread his legs with an unforgiving metal spreader bar, and get to work punishing him. A hard flogging soon has the dumb man dancing in pain, making us laugh as he struggles in futility against his restraints.
I pour oil all over the boxer's beautifully rippled, lean body, making every muscle gleam, his solid black limbs shining as he rocks from side to side. We pin clothes pegs to Benjamin's nipples, making him wince and moan, so of course we get carried away and put pegs all up and down his defined abdominal muscles.
As Benjamin appreciates just how much agony all those clothes pegs are capable of causing, we pick up our floggers and make it even worse for him: the only way they're coming off is with a whipping.
Our floggers lash into Benjamin over and over again, each hit taking off a mere one or two clothes pegs. It takes several hard blows for the last few to come off his sensitive nipples, and every time I raise my arm, the boxer shies away like a frightened animal. He's cowed, drooling all over himself, humiliated, and I'm getting more sadistic by the minute. We turn him round and thrash his round bubble butt even harder, our dicks stiffening at how the slippery oil just seems to tempt our fingers down into his crack, leading to his inviting black arsehole.
Reuben is the first to ram a finger up into the boxer's hole, pushing his way past the resistant sphincter to probe up all the way into Benjamin's guts. Seeing the big man wincing and gasping under the anal onslaught entices me to thrust my finger inside him too, fingerfucking him harder and faster, eliciting yet more agonized faces from Benjamin. We even fuck him with our fingers together, hammering in and out, stretching him up for the torment to come.
When Reuben brandishes the glass dildo under his nose, Benjamin nearly shits himself in fright. But there's no avoiding it - he's about to have his pristine anus ruined for good with a large, hard tool. We spread his round arse cheeks open and shove the dildo deep into his arse, while Benjamin almost chokes on his ballgagged moans, gagging in pain at the rough intrusion. With the dildo firmly lodged in place in his arse, Benjamin is a picture of abject, drooling humilation. And we've hardly even got started.
In his life as a top boxer, Benjamin could never have imagined humiliation like this. As we strap his own boxing gloves onto his helplessly tied hands, he looks on in dismay, quickly realising he has no chance of undoing the deceptively simple bondage... and no chance of escaping. We laugh as we give him a countdown - if he gets out of the rope within a minute, we'll let him go. Thirty seconds. Ten seconds... he fails of course. We pick up our floggers and his punishment begins.
After attaching clothes pegs to his nipples, putting the big man on edge and in agony, we thrash him all over his body until he's quivering on his back, reluctantly following our orders to get his legs wide open, NOW. A few whacks to his cock do the trick, and Reuben's able to clamp his nuts up, and tie the clamps tightly to Benjamin's toes. We order him back up onto all fours and compound his torment by clamping several tight clothes pegs to the back of his balls. Now he's in a horrible predicament where every small movement hurts some part of his body, especially his burning, sore bollocks.
But for sadists like us, this pain just isn't enough. We intend to put this snivelling cunt through his paces. So we shout at him to get moving, and crawl along on the floor at our feet, helpfully pointing out that going quickly will painfully yank his balls, but going slowly will give us reason to beat the shit out of him. Benjamin soon finds out this is true when each shuffling step causes him agony, and yet we still whip him, over and over again, harder and harder.
Reuben decides to up the ante with a harsh foot caning, demonstrating to the stoic black boy that his feet are even more of a weak point than his miserable balls are. Benjamin gasps and groans out in pain as his burning feet are obliged to move forward yet again, despite his whole body aching with sore tiredness.
Since the stupid big man is so tired, we generously decide to give him a drink. So we piss into a couple of bowls. Obviously Benjamin doesn't quite grasp that this is for his own good, because he doesn't seem to want to come near either bowl. So I demand he comes over to drink mine, backing up the order with a few hard lashes and threats. Benjamin's eyes are resigned to his fate - he knows I'll probably shove his head in if he doesn't put it in himself - which I obviously do. He laps it up while choking on the pungent smell and taste, and then we beat and scream at him to crawl painfully to the other side of the room and drink Reuben's piss.
The piss he doesn't drink ends up poured over his head, completing his shame. Lying in a pool of mens' piss, arms tied up like useless fins, his sweaty body smarting from the clamps and pegs... if only the other boxers could see him now...
We've left our big stupid captive boxer tied up, the potential for punishment fresh in his mind as he fails to think up a way out of his miserable predicament. Tears drip down Benjamin's face as Reuben shoves a ballgag between his deliciously fat lips - but no amount of tears and moaning will ever get our sympathy.
We inform Benjamin that we would like to see him wank off. Hopeful that pleasing us will lead to his release in more ways than one, Benjamin gazes up at us with wet eyes, frantically trying to stroke his limp, scared cock into some semblance of hardness.
It's a sorry sight, but I decide to make it even more pathetic by putting the big brute in more and more pain as the minutes tick by. First come some vicious hooked nipple clamps, which I gleefully yank on, then we fix some tight pegs to Benjamin's nutsack, making it agonising for him as he tugs it up and down witheach stroke. With the added soreness, the boxers cock seems to shrink even more, his eyes leaking tears as his gagged mouth drips with drool.
The next punishment comes in the form of a riding crop - I give the twat a few hard blows in various places, making him flinch and howl as he desperately tries to keep a grip of his stupid softening cock. Reuben sadistically zaps his feet and body with the electric prodder, then we pick up floggers and attack him from both sides, raining down blow after blow on Benjamin's vulnerable limbs and body, including his clamped nipples. Immobile between our relentless persecution, Benjamin cowers and cries, hoplessly wanking his dick.
Why is this thug finding it so difficult to get his prick up? Maybe he needs some lube. We whip out our cocks and piss all over his body and genitals, making Benjamin cringe in horrified disgust, my shouted threats and abuse ringing in his ears, ordering him to keep wanking his fucking cock. When he's soggy and stinking of piss, we break the news to him that he's had long enough - this is now a wanking race, and if he loses, life is going to get a hell of a lot worse for him.
Horned up by Benjamin's degradation and suffering, Reuben and I begin wanking, our throbbing, rigid members providing a humiliating contrast to Benjamin's soft little sausage. As we breathlessly draw close to climax, Benjamin is still nowhere near to hard. He looks fearfully at mine, then Reuben's cock, realising he's about to fail, terrified of the consequences, but it's too late. I spray hot white cum over his body and cock, followed closely by Reuben, who drips it all over the heaving black pecs. Benjamin is about to find out what happens when he loses a game to Straight Hell.
There's nothing we want to see more than Benjamin's gloriously muscular body put through its paces and glistening with sweat.
I pick up a cane and bark order after order at the scared man, demanding he get down and do stomach crunches for me, shouting and threatening more pain whenever he slows down. Next, I want press ups - up and down, up and down, until his muscles quiver with exhaustion. When Benjamin collapses in a pool of sweat, I lay into him with the cane and leave welts across his round black arse, making him grunt and cry in agony.
But there's no time for self-pity - I am already shouting commands for a display of jogging on the spot. Dave comes in with some icy cold water spray, and soaks the miserable straight wretch as he tries to keep his knees high enough for our liking.
We're horny now - it's time to put this fuckhead in a truly cruel predicament and use his stupid face to pleasure ourselves. We rope him down to a cage and position the fucking machine behind him, pointing straight into his twitching hole. Benjamin's face registers total fear and horror as I line the dildo up to wrench his tight arse open, and laugh as the machine begins fucking him. Each time the cock rams deep inside his anus, Benjamin howls in pain, his guts being bruised by the deep-thrusting dildo.
But we've got more in store for this sorry cunt. We take it in turns to pull down our pants and shove our hairy arses in Benjamin's face, ordering him to rim us, to get his unwilling tongue right out, and pleasure our smelly arseholes. Benjamin grimaces as he is made to taste our dinner, but we don't care - he's not doing a good enough job for our liking, and he needs more punishment.
We use burning candles to drip hot wax all over Benjamin's bubble butt, drop by agonizing drop. As each blob of burning wax hits his tender skin, Benjamin screams into the arse he's licking, the excruciating heat rendering him helpless and terrified in the face of the next inevitable searing drip.
The burning pain gets Benjamin trying a lot harder with his rimming, which just makes us laugh and drip it all over his shoulders too. Taking advantage of Benjamin's desperate reactions as he thrashes around in a futile effort to escape the pain, we bare our feet and make him lick those too.
We order him to run his tongue along our sock-sweaty soles, smelling from a days worth of masculine musk and dirt. Benjamin almost gags as we make him 'make love to' our feet and get his tongue down in between our toes - but we don't care, we just whip him with the flogger whenever he so much as pauses for breath. And we're sure you don't need to be told that this session doesn't end happily for Benjamin...
We've put Benjamin through all sorts of cruel and unusual punishments, but we're saving the nastiest for last - this time, he's going to get fucked for real. And there's nothing he can do about it.
We get the big man on his hands and knees like an animal, and set to work restraining his legs in a spreader bar, and pulling boxing gloves onto his hands, rendering them useless. Without ceremony, Reuben plunges his hard cock right into the black boxer's clenched hole. The tight virgin sphincter is no match for the hairy top's horny prick, and he rams it deep into Benjamin's guts, making the muscular man wince and gasp in pain as the cock slides home.
As Reuben begins fucking the straight boxer in earnest, I bend over and stick my naked arse in Benjamin's face, spreading my cheeks and demanding he lick out my sweaty arsehole. The stupid brute has no choice but to comply, cringing as he reluctantly sticks his tongue out to touch my bitter pucker, before Reuben shoves his face right in there and we make him actually get his tongue all the way in.
I smile as I imagine how Benjamin can probably taste my shit right now, his face totally buried in my smelly crack, our firm hands making sure his head can't escape from the tongue-work torment.
Reuben hungrily plougs away at Benjamin's arsehole, banging him faster and harder before pulling out and swapping ends, to spunk all over his face. Dripping with cum, Benjamin cringes in shame as I too plunge my dick inside him. I'm making the most of my turn to rip up the straight cunt's hole with my rampant prick, horny as fuck after having my arse eaten out. While I satisfy myself in Benjamin's warm guts, Reuben shoves his face into his hairy arse, smearing the cum onto his own anus, which the disgusted straight boxer then has to lick off.
Not only has Benjamin lost his anal virginity, he's had to suffer a ttruly degrading oral accompaniment too.