Chapter 2: Building Tension
It was dark in the basement, with the light from a porno movie playing on the tv in the background. The scent of sweet marijuana was thick and wafted through the air in every breath, intertwining with the lingering musk of sweat and earthy tobacco from a cigarette. They both had planned on getting me high first and then use other drugs on me to make me feel less inhibited to be able to use me for their sexual needs. James, the sinfully charming one of the gay couple, cast a spellbinding allure upon the room when he lit a joint and handed it to me. "Let's go ahead and get you high so you can relax and enjoy this."
He softly spoke and told me to "Hit this a few times, it'll take the edge off and make you feel relaxed." The words danced playfully around the Narrator's face as James' tongue licked behind his ear, and he couldn't help but know what his intentions were behind getting me to smoke this joint to get me fucked up.
As we passed the joint back and forth, my eyes locked on Jeb's cock, who had just lit a cigarette and was watching me smoke now. I couldn't tell, but it looked like he was touching himself and watching me smoke. I took another hit and suddenly time seemed to slow down, my arms started feeling heavy and James pushed the joint back to my lips and said, "Hit it again, it's making you feel good." He moved closer to me and put his hand on my leg as I smoked more. The heavy bass from the porno movie pulsated beneath us, as if fueling the rising tension between us. I passed the joint back to him and he took a hit and pulled me towards him and put the joint in his mouth to "shotgun" me. I wasn't sure I wanted to do this, but he was very forward and did it before I could object. A lot of stuff was like the with James.
My heart raced as James shotguned me with a huge hit of smoke. He held my head still and forced his smoke in me. He completely filled my lungs with an intoxicating mixture of marijuana and his masculine breath. My mind swirled with sensations, my senses heightened beyond belief. He smiled mischievously as he let out a deep breath, blowing the smoke into my face. I could feel my body responding to the stimulation, my cock swelling against my pants.
"I think you're ready for round two, don't you?" James taunted, reaching over to squeeze my crotch. He puffed again brought me back to his mouth. Before I could protest, he pushed his lips against mine and exhaled his smoke into me.
Then he kissed me. His tongue started exploring mine, he tasted like cigarettes and it was overwhelming, as if every nerve ending on my tongue was electrified. The longer he kissed me the stronger the taste of cigarettes changed from on his tongue to now deep in his breath as he licked my bottom teeth and gums. My erection throbbed within my pants, I'd never had a man that smokes kiss me, and as he kept smoking then kissing me, he really tasted like pure nicotine, it was fucking hot. The taste in his mouth and on his tongue was
so strong, it made the kiss electric and exciting. The way he licked my teeth and gums as he smoked was such a turn on, I was seriously getting off on it.
"You need to smoke a cigarette now. Jeb likes men that smoke. It really gets him hard, his got a big cock and he gets really aggressive watching guys smoke. You're gonna turn him on when you start smoking, and he's gonna fuck your ass. Light that cigarette, I just want to cum down your throat real good and watch," said James. The narrator lit up quickly.
He was watching me intently, almost hypnotically as I drew deep on the cigarette. I flicked the ash onto the floor, He wanted to see me smoke, to feel the heat of the flame burning, to smell the rich tobacco aroma turned him on.
His gaze never left me as I inhaled deeply, savoring the burn in my throat as I dragged the smoke into my lungs and exhaled. He moaned as my smoke waft in his face. That's when he pushed me down on the bed and James grabbed the sides of my face and pulled my mouth down on his cock.
It was so hard and big, but it felt amazing. I sucked and licked him hungrily, tasting the remnants of our kisses on his shaft. I heard Jeb chuckle softly from behind the narrator as he lubed his thick cock.
"Mmm, that feels so good," James groaned, bucking his hips slightly into the narrator's mouth."
Jeb was now behind the narrator and grabbed him, pushing his hard cock against a very tight ass. He told the narrator to smoke and keep puffing that cigarette. As the narrator just finished a puff, Jeb pushed his dick in his ass, forcefully.
He didn't give any warning, no gentle entry, just straight in. The narrator screamed, but Jeb shushed him, telling him to keep quiet and take it. The narrator was sweating profusely, feeling Jeb's hard cock inside him, thrusting deeper.
"How does it feel?" Jeb asked, his voice hoarse and low.