Mark had never expected his straight ass to end up strapped to a leather bench with two other guys watching. Jake, the bi one who set this up, grinned as he buckled the last cuff around Mark's wrists. "You're gonna take it like the rest of us tonight," Jake said, his voice low and rough. Alex, the gay dude with the tattooed arms, stood back, stroking his thick cock while he checked the ropes.
Mark's heart hammered. He was naked, legs spread and ankles locked to the bench, his cock already half-hard from the anticipation. Jake didn't waste time. He grabbed a flogger and brought it down hard across Mark's chest. The sting made Mark grunt. "Fuck, that hurts," he muttered, but his dick twitched.
"Shut up and take it," Jake growled. He swung again, leather tails slapping Mark's nipples, then lower across his stomach. Each hit landed with a sharp crack. Mark's skin burned, but the pain mixed with something hotter. His straight brain tried to protest, but his body was already betraying him.
Alex stepped forward and grabbed Mark's cock, squeezing it tight. "Look at this straight boy getting hard for us," he said, jerking it a few times before letting go. Jake handed him the flogger. Alex aimed lower, striking the inside of Mark's thighs, then right across his balls. Mark yelled, hips jerking against the straps. "Goddamn it!"
Jake laughed and climbed onto the bench, straddling Mark's face. "Open up," he ordered, shoving his cock against Mark's lips. Mark hesitated, but Jake slapped his face with it. "Suck, straight boy." Mark opened and Jake pushed in, fucking his mouth in short thrusts. The taste was salty and real, and Mark gagged when Jake went deep.
While Mark sucked, Alex untied one of Mark's legs and flipped him onto his stomach, re-securing the cuffs so his ass was up. "Time to break this ass in," Alex said. He spat on Mark's hole and rubbed his cockhead against it. No lube, just spit and pressure. Mark tried to clench, but Alex pushed harder until the head popped in. Mark moaned around Jake's cock as Alex sank the rest of the way, stretching him open.
Jake pulled out and moved behind Alex, pressing his own cock against Alex's ass. "Don't forget who's in charge here," Jake said. He grabbed lube from the table, slicked himself, and shoved into Alex in one thrust. The three of them rocked together—Alex pounding Mark's raw hole, Jake pounding Alex's. The bench creaked under them. Skin slapped skin. Grunts and curses filled the room.
Mark's cock rubbed against the leather beneath him with every thrust. He was leaking pre-cum, the friction just enough to drive him crazy but not enough to finish. "Fuck me harder," he heard himself say, voice muffled. Alex obliged, slamming in deep and grinding against his prostate. The burn in his ass turned into a steady throb of pleasure.
They switched. Jake untied Mark completely and bent him over the spanking bench instead. He tied Mark's wrists to the legs this time, then spread his cheeks and buried his face between them, tongue fucking Mark's hole while Alex fed his cock back into Mark's mouth. Mark sucked greedily now, no hesitation left. Jake stood up, lined up, and drove his cock straight into Mark's ass. "Take that bi cock, straight boy," he snarled, pounding without mercy.
Alex pulled out of Mark's mouth and moved to the side, stroking himself while he watched. "Look at you now," he said. "All three of us in this together." Jake reached around and jerked Mark's cock in time with his thrusts. Mark came first, shooting thick ropes across the floor, his ass clenching around Jake's dick. Jake followed right after, flooding Mark's hole with cum.
They didn't untie him right away. Alex took his turn, sliding into the mess Jake left behind and fucking Mark slow and deep until he added his own load. When they finally released the cuffs, Mark's legs shook. Cum leaked down his thighs. Jake slapped his ass one last time. "Told you you'd like it."
Mark looked at both of them, breathing hard. His straight label felt cracked wide open, but his body was still humming. "Same time next week?" he asked.
Jake grinned. "Count on it."
