Doggy style: Vice in the gym

You enter the neighborhood gym at eleven at night. The closed sign hangs on the door, but the side entrance is ajar. You know that at this hour, the most vicious muscle-bound men from the gym stay behind.

The dim light of the locker room guides you. You hear voices, deep laughter. The smell of testosterone and sweat hits you before you see them.

Four enormous men are sitting on the benches. One of them, a dark-haired man almost two meters tall with arms full of veins, snorts a line from the metal bench. The other three pass a joint while pulling down their sweatpants.

"Look who's here," says the dark-haired man, wiping his nose. "The little dog who always watches us train."

You freeze at the entrance of the locker room. The four men observe you like predators evaluating their prey.

"Come here, little dog," orders a platinum blonde man covered in tattoos, gesturing with his finger. "If you've entered, it's because you want something, right?"

You walk towards them, feeling exposed under their gazes. The blonde man takes the bag of white powder and hands it to you.

"Take a shot if you want to play with us."

You kneel in front of the bench where the blonde man has prepared a thick line. You lean down and snort forcefully, feeling the powder burn up your nose to your brain.

The rush is immediate. Your heart accelerates, your pupils dilate, every nerve ending in your body comes alive. You feel euphoric, invincible, but at the same time completely submissive to these four men.

"Good little dog," says the enormous dark-haired man, approaching you. He grabs your hair and forces you to look at him. His cock is already hard, peeking out of his sweatpants. "Now you're going to do what we tell you."

The other three men surround the bench. The platinum blonde man sits down and pulls his pants down completely, his thick cock pointing upwards. A muscular mulatto man stands behind you and pulls your pants down with a jerk. The fourth man, a bearded man with a closed beard, hands you the joint.

"Smoke, little dog. You're going to need it," he laughs, putting it in your mouth.

You take a deep drag, feeling the THC mix with the cocaine in your system. You're completely high, hot, and needy.

The mulatto man spits on your anus and inserts two fingers abruptly. "No condom, no problem. We fuck raw here, right, guys?"

The four men laugh while they prepare you for what's to come.

The mulatto man thrusts his cock into you abruptly, without any preparation other than his two fingers and saliva. You scream in pain, but the dark-haired man covers your mouth with his enormous hand.

"Shut up, little dog. We'll fuck you however we want," he growls, watching his colleague destroy your ass.

The mulatto man pounds you mercilessly, his brutal thrusts making you see stars mixed with the cocaine and marijuana high. Each impac...