Junkie Lane

It was a fat, black guy and a taller, skinny friend laughing.  They stood at the toilet door.  They were older men, maybe in their late forties or early fifties.  Both were dressed in shorts and T-shirts.

“Jesus, dawg, he’s gotta mangina,” the skinny guy said.  “It’s sucked up inside his fucking body.”

“He’s got someone’s cum on him too,” the fat one said.  “Looks like he’s been whoring out his ass in this stink hole.”

“Well, I wouldn’t mind fucking it.  I ain’t got laid in a week.”

“Me too.  Let’s have some fun with this shrimp dick sissy bitch,” the fat one said.

The two black men took off all their shorts and stood before Luke, who sat there stunned.  These two black guys were extremely hung.  Not as big as the thug, but still very big.  Luke pushed himself to his feet, staring at their big waggling black cocks, and gasped.  His face bloomed red in shame.

“What’s the matter, sissy?  I’m sure we’re not the black cocks you’ve ever seen,” the taller guy said, leering at Luke’s bald crotch and mangina as he approached.

“If you hang out in a place like this with a clit like that, then you get what you deserve,” the fat guy said, coming closer.

Luke felt degraded and belittled as they teased him about his dick size.  He felt like a stammering, weak-willed wimp.  The sissy backed up against the wall pathetically as the fat man pushed his big stomach into him.  They were men, and he was a small dick sissy.  He had to look at what was between their legs to know where he stood.

Suddenly, their big guts were a sign of manhood, not giving a fuck, letting it all hang out.  Luke’s petite little sissy body seemed weak and womanly.  They were hairy, swirling bath mats on their chests, hairy bellies, even straps on their shoulders, and twin tufts on their upper and lower back.  They both had the biggest bushes Luke had ever seen.  Swirling, dense beds of pubic hair continued around their entire genitals, tufts on their inner thighs, and beards on their balls.

“How old are you, sissy?” the bald one asked.  “Does your mommy know you’re here whoring your ass out to black men?”

“Yeah,” the tall man said with a chuckle.  “Shouldn’t you be home in bed rubbing your little clitty under the sheets to sissy porn?”

“I’m not a child,” Luke shouted, his face red.  “I’m twenty-five and work at Walgreens.”

There was an awkward silence, and then the two men laughed.

“He’s twenty-five,” the tall one shouted through his laughter.

“Twenty-five with a micropenis,” the bald one laughed.

“Look, he shaves his baby pee-pee.  What’s the matter, sissy?  Don’t you wanna be a man?”

“I-I just like it smooth,” Luke protested feebly.

“You could never be a man anyway, with that tiny dick.  Fucking pathetic,” the bald one told him as he proudly scratched his pubes.

It was true.  The men had lion manes of pubic bushes to complement their big hanging cocks and balls, whereas Luke was as bare as a baby.  The most natural thing in the world now seemed absurd and embarrassing.  Their big cocks waggled at Luke tauntingly as they approached.  Like the shorter, fat guy’s belly, the masculine heaviness between their legs jingled obscenely with each step.  Luke couldn’t handle looking at their fat black cocks, and was shocked and disgusted by himself for looking so much that his gaze fell to the floor.  Their feet were cornering him into the stall.

Suddenly Luke felt like a little sissy trapped by a pair of bullies on the playground.  Their howling laughter had a strange echo in the public restrooms, and it felt like a punch in the stomach.

“Fuck me, I didn’t know they came that small.  Did your momma get impregnated by a midget?” the bald one shouted, and it echoed in the public restrooms.

“I think you’re onto something there, dawg.  Look at him.  He couldn’t be any more than five feet five tall.  I don’t think he’s even reached puberty yet,” the tall one said.

“That’s one tiny fucking dick,” the bald one shouted.  “Positively tiny.”

Luke’s eyes locked on the wet floor.  Even their feet were different.  Luke’s clean and well-trimmed in a pair of sandals.  The men were hairy, with yellowed, untrimmed nails.

“Bet the girls are disappointed when they see you with no pants on,”  the bald one taunted.

The tall one shouted, “What the fuck are you talking about, dawg?  Don’t you know a faggot when you see one?  This little dick bitch is a homo butt-sissy, or my cock is diamonds.”

“Yeah, that’s why he’s here.  When his pants are down, he grabs his ankles and begs men to feed him cock.”

“N-No, please,” Luke stammered softly.

“Yeah, only a sissy faggot would have a tiny pecker like that,” the tall one taunted.  “Sissies don’t need real cocks.  They have fun with their ass-pussy, don’t they, sissy?”

Luke was speechless and stunned by their verbal assault, so he just stammered, which made them laugh even more.  Luke submitted to their verbal abuse in a daze of humiliation and shame.  His acquiescence to their cruelty only seemed to egg them on.  He didn’t know how much longer he would be belittled and berated.  The men couldn’t seem to get enough of it, as Luke lost track of their words, so dazed by the shame, he saw them make the little dick symbol with their hands.  The fat one grabbed Luke’s mouth, squeezing his jaw with thick fingers, and said something about sucking cock, which finally woke the humiliated white man.

“Leave me the fuck alone,” Luke shouted as he suddenly tried to push past them.

The tall one stepped in his way and smacked him across the face hard.  Luke saw stars and stumbled around.  “We’re not done with you yet, sissy,” he said.  “Look at our big cocks, and then look at your mangina.  You know we’re in charge here.”  He grabbed Luke by the shoulders, shaking him roughly.  Luke then felt his big hand clamping on his neck as he bent down.  “Look… Look at it… Look at our cock and balls… Look at what we have and what you’ll never have, bitch.”

To Luke, somehow, this felt right.  He let the taller man keep hold of him, relaxing into his painful grip.  Tears of humiliation blurred Luke’s vision as he obeyed, looking at their two big fat cocks and his flaccid inny.

“Yeah, you know we’re more man than you’ll ever be,” the tall one said smugly.  “Don’t you think it’s right for you to show us some fucking respect, little dick?”

They were talking close to Luke’s face, staring into his eyes.  Luke nodded glumly, like a scolded child.  He couldn’t believe he was naked from the waist down this close to two men again.  He knew how absurd this must look to a third party, a scrawny ninety-pound weakling with two out-of-shape men in his face, collaring his neck and pushing into him.  Bullying him.  Luke’s a wimp.  All three of them were naked.

Luke said, “Yes, sir.  I’m sorry, sir.”

He let the man’s hand push him down to the floor.  Luke was kneeling, then the fat one kicked his back and knocked him down to his hands and knees.

“Kiss our fucking feet, sissy,” the bald one shouted.

His tears blinded Luke’s vision.  He swallowed his pride and brought his lips to the older one’s hairy foot.  Above him, the fatter one lifted one heavy foot and got it down hard on his back.  Luke was now lying flat on his belly on the dirty bathroom floor.

“Come on, pucker up, you faggot.”

They brought their vile, fur-covered feet to his lips, and Luke obediently kissed them again and again.

“Open your mouth,” the tall one demanded, and his friend immediately thrust the front of his foot past Luke’s lips.

“Make out with my fucking toes, you wimp,” the bald one ordered

Luke cried as he worked his tongue between the man’s toes.  The bald one moaned in pleasure.  They had him work their feet in silence for ten minutes.  Kissing, licking, and sucking their rough, hairy feet.  Their untrimmed toenails were sharp.  It made Luke nauseous, but the humiliation of it thrilled him for some reason.  The abject shame of it, how pathetic he was for submitting to it.  Finally, the fat one grabbed his hair and pulled him up to his feet.

The tall one had a phone in his hand.  Luke heard him snap a photo.  “I guess you could always be a ‘grower and not a show-er.’ Get that little pecker hard, sissy,”  the tall one ordered.

Luke hesitated, and the tall one leaned forward, delivering a ring slap to the side of his head.  Crying to himself, Luke jerked off impotently, jerked off his little dicklette as they hooted and laughed.

“There we go.  The damn thing barely grew at all.  Now, stand up and show it off.”

The nightmare photo shoot continued, and Luke’s vision blurred through hot tears.

“Work it, sissy.  Show us what you got.”

They put him in different ridiculous positions, legs spread wide.  Luke cringed each time he heard the phone click, capturing another photograph.  Luke felt so exposed and strangely feminine.

“Poor little white bitch, he never went through puberty.”

This both cracked them up into a new fit of cruel laughter.  Luke’s body was bare and pink, and the ample space above his dick was soft and smooth.  He did look like he had never gone through puberty.  The man snapped more photos.

“Pretty little sissy.  He’s as smooth as a baby.”

The bald one spat into his fingers and then fondled Luke’s small genitalia.  His thick fingers ducked under Luke’s tight ball sac, shoved under his taint, and found his tiny asshole.  Suddenly, with surprising strength, the bald one grabbed him under his armpits and flipped him over onto his knees, shoving Luke’s head down so his ass was up.  Then some fingers obscenely part Luke’s creamy butt cheeks.

“Ohhh, he’s hot for it.  I think I might skip the wimp’s mouth and go straight for that ass pussy.”

“Oh yeah.  The sissy’s gotta damn nice keister on him.”  The bald one was still holding him, his heavy arms wrapped around Luke’s back and chest.  The fat man leered at him evilly with a big shit-eating grin.  “You’re gonna get ass fucked, sissy,” he taunted him as Luke felt the tall one’s large hands spread his ass cheeks open.

One finger breached his asshole.  Luke panicked.  “Please, no.  No, I can’t do this, please.”  Luke struggled in the bald one’s arms and started to stand to force the man off him.

The fat man tightened his grip around his scrawny body.  He whispered menacingly, “Bitch, if you don’t lie back down and take my pal’s big cock up your pussy we’ll publish those pictures of you everywhere.”

Luke groaned in defeat and fell back into the bald one’s grasp.  The tall one chuckled triumphantly and spread some of his spit over Luke’s shamefully revealed asshole.  He grabbed both of Luke’s butt cheeks, digging his nails in painfully, and Luke felt the tall one’s big cockhead at the entrance to his anus.  The bald one was staring intently, his face right next to Luke’s.

“I wanna see the look on your face as he fucks you, bitch,” the bald one said hotly.  “I’m gonna watch your face as you show us what a cock loving faggot you are.”  He loosened his grip to video Luke with his phone.  Luke gasped as the tall one’s cockhead pushed its way into his asshole.  “That’s it.  Let him in, sissy,” the bald one encouraged as he held him in his sweaty embrace.

“The last guy you fucked must have been big,” the tall one moaned.  “You’re taking my big black meat pretty easily, sissy.”