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“You got today’s prop?” asked someone Kylecouldn’t see, and before he managed to spot the new guy, they went into thedark back compartment of the van. Mohawk slouched and threw him onto a thickmattress in one fluid motion. With only the front seats in place, there wasplenty of room for play in the back.

Kyle was catching quick breaths through his nose,as he looked up at the bulky figures towering above him. The masks and facepaint were still freaking him out, but his cock was already tenting the frontof his pants. He wasn't even sure if he was more excited by the thrill of themock-kidnapping, or by the idea of his boyfriend watching him get fucked by abunch of strangers. He knew Dan loved to be reminded just how much Kyle wasdesired by others, and situations that would make most people mad with jealousysent Dan into a sexual frenzy.

Dorothy came in last, and he closed the doubledoors behind him with a wild cackle. He sounded and looked like a propermadman. “Look what the cat brought in.” He dropped onto the mattress andcrawled closer to Kyle to feel him up.

Kyle mumbled through the gag and looked up at Dan,curious of what he had planned. He trusted his boyfriend enough to know hewouldn’t let anything bad happen to him, which meant Kyle could relax and justlet the fantasy take hold. He briefly took in his surroundings, spotting acolorful box behind the driver's seat and a few red balloons tied to aside-handle to keep them from floating to the ceiling.

Kyle’s attention focused on the clowns again whenhe felt the mattress give in under someone’s weight. It was Dan, looming overhim, his large hand gently cupping Kyle’s crotch, but it was obvious he wanteda definite answer whether he should let the scene continue. Kyle’s heart leaptin excitement at the realization that all of this was merely a stunt and itwould go the way he wanted. All those guys were waiting for his decision onwhether he wanted to get fucked or not.

Slowly, Kyle looked into Dan’s eyes and gave him anod. That was when he noticed a fourth clown, the one they met by the car,kneeling by the closed doors with his arms folded. In his mind, Kyle nicknamedhim ‘Green’ because of his emerald wig. He was short, but muscular, like all ofthem. Dan must have had some good source for such quality stock of studs.

Mohawk rolled Kyle over to his stomach andunceremoniously yanked his sweatpants and boxer shorts down to his ankles inone smooth motion. Unwilling to cut the tape, he just left the garments poolingaround Kyle's ankles. There was something primal about that kind of treatmentand Kyle arched into the rough touch. They didn't treat him like he was aperson. No, he was their shared sex doll, more a collection of holes thananything else. Even thinking about it made his insides tingle.

“That’s one fine ass,” said one of the clowns,squeezing Kyle’s buttock along with Dorothy who kneaded the other one in acircular motion.

Kyle inhaled deeply through his nose. He wasgetting hot and sweaty just from being exposed and physically overpowered. Hetensed up his buttocks, eager to feel their crude touch on his skin.

“Don’t worry boy, we’ve got all night!” Danlaughed hoarsely. Kyle loved his deep voice and big hands. His breath hitchedwhen he felt the van’s engine start with a loud hum. Someone got onto themattress close to his face and he felt a rush of arousal. His stomachcontracted with excitement as he envisioned them all taking turns at his assover and over. The bulge pressing into the back of his scalp was creme de lacreme of the experience and he couldn't stop a strangled moan. He didn’t evenmind the stuffy, vinegary smell of the mattress. If anything, it only made himmore involved in the scene.

Kyle’s pulse quickened. The fact that he didn’tknow who it was, got him even hotter. Random cocks, ready to fuck him, everysingle one of those guys hot for his ass. He took a deep breath through hisnose and tried to struggle, rising to his knees with his head still trapped. Alarge hand unceremoniously pushed his hips down into the mattress. His body wasbeing fondled like it was just a slab of meat. Rough fingers spreading his assand thighs as far as they would go with Kyle’s ankles still bound, forcing hisknees apart. He bit into the cotton briefs, squirming to grind his cock againstthe rough fabric of the mattress, but the clowns wouldn’t let him. The guy whostraddled his head slowly rocked his erection against the back of Kyle’s scalp,while another one pushed a thumb between his clenched buttocks, rubbing it overthe dry opening.

Because of the sheer amount of people, everythingseemed to be happening so fast. He could just imagine that muscular guy humpinghis head like an overexcited dog. Kyle let out a nasal moan at the touch to hisanus and trembling cheeks, trying to crawl away just to aggravate the clownseven further. Not that he had anywhere to go, even if he actually wanted to. Withthe slight shaking, it was clear the van was moving, and he wondered whetherthey would all fuck him on the way to wherever it was they were going. Hisstomach contracted with lust as he envisioned them all taking turns at his assover and over. Maybe they would even make a game out of it, with the quickestto cum being the loser.

The finger withdrew from his cleft and as soon asit was gone, one of the clowns delivered a harsh slap to Kyle’s buttocks,forcing a surprised mewl out of him. He couldn’t help but rub the back of hishead against the hard dick that kept teasing his sensitive scalp. He loved thismore than he had ever imagined. He could smell their excitement and could onlyhope this scent would remain with him for days.

“You ready to fuck our little prop? Look at thattight red ass. He’s no virgin.” Another strike left his skin tingling all theway to his neck.

“He’s going to be even less of a virgin when ourdriver gets his turn.” Green sneered towards the front of the van.

Kyle managed to hear the response through a choirof howls. “At least he will be well-lubed by then.”

Kyle wondered if that was a preference or did theguy lose some kind of bet to end up behind the wheel.

“I wanna feel him up first. Don’t like shoving itin places I haven’t examined before.” Kyle recognized Dorothy by hisparticularly hoarse voice. Kyle could bet he was a smoker. The clown whostraddled him slid off of Kyle’s head and pulled it up by his short hair.

Kyle panted, looking straight at the bulging frontof Mohawk’s polka dot trousers. With only his wrists bound, he could easilysupport himself on his elbows.

“You feel him up all you want, while I examinethis pretty mouth. You hungry for clown dick?” Mohawk laughed and snapped openthe top button of his trousers and unzipped the fly in one smooth slide.

“He must, ‘cause he’s trembling like some freakingchihuahua. I think the slut wants it both ways!” Another slap on the ass.

Kyle couldn’t take his eyes off the thick,gorgeous cock in front of him. Mohawk shoved his trousers lower, slowlystroking himself inches away from Kyle’s face, his thick fingers moving overthe reddened flesh.

“You want that cock, slut?”

If it wasn't a scene, he'd probably suck that fatprick right in, but he loved putting up a bit of a fight, to have his partnersshow him where it was that he belonged. So he inched backwards, though thatonly meant he was pushing his ass like an offering towards Dorothy and Greenwho kept playing with his backside. One of them fondled his balls, pulling at thelittle hairs and making him squirm, but his rock-hard cock got ignored.

Dan walked into his line of vision. His mask onlycovered the upper side of his face and on the bottom half, red paint wassmudged into a wide, fake smile which only made his low voice seem moresinister. “Listen, boy. I’ll take your gag out. You scream, and we cut yournose off, get it?”

Dorothy's cackle resonated throughout the van,making a gruesome soundtrack. Kyle looked up to his boyfriend. It was all forplay, but those words still made him go cold. One of the guys behind him chosethat moment to push a lubed finger into Kyle’s anus, breaking the spell andsending his face into Mohawk’s crotch. If he wasn’t hard already, the muskysmell would’ve had him stiff within seconds. The clown gasped, the head of hisprick pulsing against Kyle’s cheekbone, hot and wet.

“Oh shit, what an eager bitch!”

Dan pulled out the makeshift gag. “Yeah? Your jawstretched wide enough to take it, boy?”

Kyle moaned in answer when the thumb crooked insideof him. He was so overwhelmed it was hard to focus on one sensation at a time.He turned his face towards the thick cock, kissing its side and then nuzzlingthe hairless base with a content whimper, but got a slap from Dan for thatdisplay of affection.

“No one wants your filthy mouth on there, bitch.Wait till you’re asked.”

Kyle gave him a curt nod and couldn’t help butarch his hips up at the touch inside his anus. The probing was random andhasty, but he loved the sensation of something stretching him, moving insidehis hole, so he didn’t mind it all that much. His mouth watered when he saw Danopening a condom packet and then stretching the bright blue sheath over Mohawk’cock. His boyfriend was preparing another guy to fuck him. The sole notion madeKyle’s prick twitch.

“Yeah, that’s much better.” Dan was panting, justas aroused as Kyle. “You want that cock?”

Kyle looked up to him, moaning in protest when oneof the guys behind him pulled out the thumb. He tilted his hips up in clearinvitation for the clowns to use his throbbing hole.

“You were asked a question!” Mohawk grabbed ontohis face and pushed the tip of his cock against Kyle’s lips. The condom had anindistinct, sweet taste and smelled of bubblegum. “Ask for it.”

“You heard him, bitch!” Dorothy and Green yankedKyle’s hips up, forcing him to kneel with his ankles and wrists still tightlyfastened with the tape. One more loud slap to his ass made him move forward andtake another inch of the smurf colored dick, but Mohawk pulled away with apained grunt. Kyle shared the sentiment.

“Ask me to give you my cock to suck.”

Dan tightened his grip on Kyle’s hair, pulling hishead back, and reached under him to stroke his tightened stomach with the otherhand. The touch sent sparks down Kyle’s oversensitive body, making Kyle evenmore aware of his neglected prick.

“Oh! Please!” he moaned, burning up from all thehands on his body touching, spreading, and pulling on him without mercy.Someone’s palm was roaming up and down the inside of his thighs, forcing him tospread his legs wider. He enjoyed how there was no gentleness to it, fingersgroping his skin like he had no say in it.

“Please, what?” Mohawk slapped his cheek with hiscock and rubbed it against him.

“Please let me suck on your cock,” Kyle muttered,looking up to the rubber clown mask, white with a big red nose. His heartskipped a beat when he spotted a pair of burning eyes through twin holes in therubber mask. It was as if they saw nothing but him.

“Then suck it,” Mohawk groaned, slowly thrustinghis dick into Kyle’s willing mouth. He opened up wide, ready to take it in asdeep as the man would like. He loved the feeling of serving someone with hismouth, being forced to take it all, even if he choked and teared up while doingso.

“I said suck, you worthless shit! It’s calledcock-sucking for a reason!” Mohawk gently slapped the side of his face, hissix-pack trembling with effort as he prevented himself from moving and pushingin deeper.

“The bitch causing you problems?” Dorothy laughed,and the moment Kyle felt a gentle tug at his balls, he started sucking on thecock in his mouth as if his life depended on it. In the back of his mind, heknew nothing bad would happen, but if he were held captive by four deludedmurderous clowns, just a touch to his balls, the threat of something happeningto them, would be enough of a nudge for him to do pretty much anything. Theartificial taste of the condom made the experience even more eerie, but theclear sound of someone spitting, the feel of hot saliva being spread over hisalready lubed hole shifted his focus elsewhere. A thick finger went all the wayin, quickly joined by another and he was pretty sure he was being fingered bytwo men at once. They were laughing and commenting on how used up he was. Eachof them explored Kyle’s anus at his own pace, shoving the digits in and out,spreading the opening with circular moves. He was a plaything, and his heartfluttered at the thought, especially when combined with the taste of that hot,pulsing rod, which he now longed to have all the way down his throat. He gave ahigh pitched moan when he felt the two clowns pulling on his sphincter andopening it wide enough for the cool air to get in. He almost came then andthere.

“Yeah, boy... take that cock, suck on it...” Danhissed and grabbed Kyle’s nape, forcing him to keep still, as Mohawk startedpounding his dick in between Kyle’s lips, gagging him as the tip hit the backof his throat.

“Oh yeah! I’d come all the way into your throat ifyou weren’t such a dirty infected whore,” he panted.

His cock muffled Kyle’s moan when something cooland hard was slowly pushed up his ass. He quickly recognized it was a beadedtoy. The small spheres went in one after another, slowly pushed in by intrudingfingers. The fullness made his thighs shiver and his eyes watered as the cockthat pumped his mouth went even deeper into his throat, forcing it to widen.The fact that is was his boyfriend holding his head as the other man fucked hisface made him tremble with excitement. Even now, with three other guys around,it was Dan who kept everything under control, his grip steady and inescapable.Kyle’s own cock was painfully stiff by now. The gangbang was all that heimagined and more, with everyone's attention focused on him. Someone so hotthat they were willing to kidnap him just so they could fuck him.

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