Tiny Tyler and The Brutal BBC Gangbang - Part 1

Tyler is 18 years old and just started his first semester at his local university. He gets a DM from a fellow student in his dorm. The night takes a quick turn.

Tyler had just turned 18 over the summer and began college at his local university. Growing up on the outer edges of the city in a more rural area, he had lived a quiet and reserved life. He was fairly shy, and didn’t have a lot of friends. He had mostly went to and from school and played computer games until late hours at home. However, his first couple weeks at college had gotten him out of his shell and he was actually looking forward to meeting new friends.
Tyler is as Caucasian as they come and fairly petite for his age. He is 115lbs and stands at 5’5”. He has dirty blonde hair and has long bangs that he swoops to the side. He has large beautiful blue eyes and long eyelashes. Some might say he looks rather feminine. He had always wished he had a more masculine look to him as he was made fun of quite a bit in high school by the other boys, and even some of the girls. They had called him a faggot on countless occasions, and he would try to brush it off the best he could. Deep down, he knew that they were right. He had desires of other boys in his school but would never dare to open up to anyone about his sexuality as he was very afraid of what anyone might say. However, now that he is in college, he feel a little more confident to open up now that he has made some friends in orientation.

Orientation was what really opened him up as it was mandatory for all students to embark on a 3 day “camp” so students could get to know each other and create a bond before they start their 4 year journey together. He had made acquaintances with many girls, who knew he was gay but didn’t have the same kind of attitude or judgemental nature like the girls had in his high school. He even made acquaintances with some other boys, however he never got as close to them as he did the girls.

One evening Tyler was sitting in his dorm room on his laptop working on an essay when he noticed a notification from Instagram. It was a follow request from Dante Williams, a fellow freshman at his University. Tyler was stunned as Dante was very masculine, athletic, popular, and….black. Now Tyler was in no way shape or form racist, but where he had grown up and the high school he had went to, there really wasn’t a lot of diversity. Tyler had never really had a lot of interactions with black people other than brief encounters at the store, the mall, or other places but he never was provided many opportunities to form friendships with them. Tyler had one very brief encounter with Dante while at orientation. They stood next to each other in the breakfast line one morning and exchanged some words, but nothing more than “so where are you from?” and “have you decided on a major?”.
Dante was intrigued as he wouldn’t think that interaction was enough to warrant a follow request, let alone from a masculine handsome hunk to a whimpy white gay kid. He pushed accept and followed Dante back. Many thoughts started swirling in Tyler’s mind. I wonder if he knows I’m gay? Does he really want to be friends? Tyler began scrolling through his page and saw a few photos of him shirtless. Tyler knew he was attractive but didn’t realize how hot he was. This was new to Tyler as he never has thought about a black guy sexually. He doesn’t watch sports, listen to rap music, nor went to school with many black people at all. So to think a black man was attractive was just something he never felt before. Dante had the body of a god. He was about 6 foot and in peak physical shape. He had well built pecs, biceps and a 6 pack. Tyler saw that he dressed kind of “hood” which he didn’t notice at the camp since they all wore the same university tshirts that was given to them. Tyler started to get a stir in his pants and his mouth was watering. Am I into black guys? Tyler started to really fall down a rabbit hole on his page. Then, suddenly, Tyler got a notification that Dante DM’d him.
Tyler’s eyes went big and his heart started racing. Tyler opened up the message.

“What up bro?”

Tyler got nervous and didn’t know what to say in response. Bro? Tyler really never talked like that nor had anyone talk to him in that way. How do I respond? He thought. His hands started shaking. The excitement of this hot black guy messaging him was just more than he ever could imagine.

“hey, just in the dorm working on some homework. What about you? How have your classes been so far?”

Tyler thought maybe he said too much and maybe should have been more simple in his response. Tyler desperately wanted to just sound cool and chill. Tyler saw the little dots pop up. He’s typing…. And typing…still typing. Oh gosh, Tyler thought…what is he going to say? The nerves continued to escalate but he was so excited about this new potential friendship.

“Same man and it’s been cool… you in the same dorm as me right? Newton Hall?” Tyler said.

How does he know what dorm I live in? Tyler thought. Does he pay that much attention to me? We never passed in the halls or anything but I do know he lives in the basement level… Tyler had seen him a couple times headed down the stairwell but wasn’t aware that Dante paid any mind to him not even sure he ever remembered him.

“yea” Tyler responded. “I’m on the 3rd floor. How is it staying in the basement? That’s the floor you are on right?” responded Tyler.

“Yea It’s chill but it’s empty. Only my room and another room is full. They renovating the whole floor so there will prob be some transfers come next semester.” Dante responded.

Tyler noticed the dots are bouncing again. He is going to send another message. “I wonder why he is wanting to talk with me out of all people? I see him talking to everyone on campus… why me?” thought Tyler.

“Wanna come down to my room and watch the game?” Dante said.

“OMG…he invited me to his dorm room?” Tyler thought. Tyler knows nothing about sports. He never played sports nor ever had an interest in watching it. He has no idea what game Dante is even referring to. Basketball? Football? Baseball? “What if he asks me about the game and I don’t have a clue what he is talking about? That right there will make him question if I am gay” Tyler thought. Then, without Tyler even realizing what he was doing, he responded “Sure”.

“I can’t believe I said I would come. Well, I guess there is no backing out now” Tyler thought.

“Bet! I’m in room B102.” Dante responded.

Tyler looked in the mirror and saw what he was wearing. Pajama pants and an old high school t-shirt. He wanted to impress Dante or at least look somewhat presentable. So, he changed into some khaki shorts, which were a couple inches above the knee and a plain grey t-shirt which was fitted to his body, not too snug but not too baggy. He put on his sneakers and headed out.

Once Tyler went down the flight to of stairs he walked up to B102 and could hear the tv pretty loud. He just stared at the door wondering if he should go through with this.

“What if he realizes I don’t like sports and it gets awkward? We won’t have anything to talk about” thought Tyler.

Just then, the door opened and there stood Dante. He was wearing a tight white wife beater with a gold chain around his neck and some basketball shorts with what looked like red high top Jordans. In his hand was a bottle of whiskey.

“yoo, Tyler! Just in time to take a shot!”

Tyler has never drank alcohol before and had no idea that drinking would be involved in tonight’s hangout.

“Oh umm…haha I’m good! Thank you though” Tyler responded.

“don’t be a pussy! Get in here” said Dante. As Tyler walked in he noticed that there was another black guy in the room with him sitting on the bottom bunk watching the sports game projected onto the opposite wall. The room was dark allowing for the projector to show its picture well.“Dante never said anything about another dude being here”, Tyler thought.

“Tyler, this is Jordan. He my roommate” Dante said ushering Tyler in and closing the door behind him.

Jordan looked just as tall and muscular as Dante. Also wearing a white wife beater and basketball shorts, he also sported a couple gold chains around his neck. His arms and chest and neck were covered in tattoos. Although he couldn’t make them out well since he was a bit darker than Dante. Neither of them were light skinned by any means, but Jordan was about 3 shades darker and had long dreads. Dante had cornrows straight back.

“Waddup” Jordan said in a deep voice, not even taking his eyes off the huge projected screen that lit up half the wall on the left side of the room.

“Hey..” Tyler said in a girly kind of tone.

“damn, why did I said hey like that? They have to know I’m gay” thought Tyler.

“So like I said, don’t be a pussy. C’mon man take it to the head” said Dante as he handed over the bottle of Crown Royal.

Tyler did not want to look like a lame ass in front of these two dudes. He wanted to come to college for new experiences so why not?

“Alright.. I’ll take a sip. Does it taste real bad?” Tyler said.

Dante started laughing holding his stomach and bending down in laughter. “Dude don’t act like you ain’t never drank befo. Here..” Dante wrapped his muscular arm around Tyler and tipped the bottle back into his mouth. The liquor ran fast and he kept pouring. Tyler started choking while trying to swallow and took his face away and started coughing hard doubled over. The pour was easily 2 full shots worth.

Dante started laughing even harder. A chuckle even comes out of Jordan.

“Don’t tell me you never drank. Man, you really are a little whimp” Dante said.

“Whimp?!” Thought Tyler. “Why would he call me a whimp? That is mean and he never said anything like that to me leading up to this.” Thought Tyler. He immediately started to think twice about his decision in coming over.

“Maybe I should go…” Tyler said. He started to head for the door and opened it when he came face to face with another man standing outside the door in the hallway. He was also black but with caramel skin, much liter than Dante and Jordan. He was shirtless and looked like he had oiled his body. He had bulging muscles. Tyler has never seen a man like this in real life, just on tv or in porn.

At the door stood Marques, a light skinned, 6’4 with braids to his scalp that looked like a work of art. He was very handsome in the face and was sporting a few gold chains around his neck and basketball shorts with a HUGE bulge that was very noticeable. His pecs were insane, well rounded with beautiful dark nipples. His body wasn’t as lean like Dante and Jordan as it was more beefy but in all the right areas. He truly looked yummy!

“Oh you all found yourself a cute little twink. Where you think you going baby?” Marques started to walk in pushing his fingers at Tyler’s chest, forcing him to take steps back.

“t-twink? I’m not gay….I…”

“mmm….I know what you are. Cute little blonde skinny twink in a room with a couple niggas…yea I know what you really want” as he grabbed his junk shaking it through his shorts.

“I really gotta go…” Tyler again tried to get passed Marques but got slapped hard in the face. The room was spinning and he suddenly felt like he was in an out of body experience. Tyler has never been hit, or been confronted like this in a private space. Fear began to take over Tyler and he tried to get back around but noticed Dante locking the door behind Marques. Just then, Tyler felt his waist be grabbed from behind him and he was yeeted hard backwards and landed on the mattress. It was Jordan who had grabbed him.

Tyler felt disoriented as panic took over him. What has he gotten himself into he thought. The 3 men began slowly walking over to him as he looked up at them. Dante and Jordan slowly took off their wife beaters. Their beautiful black muscles glistening in the overhead light. Muscle and black skin is all he could see. Tyler became mute and started to scoot back into the mattress trying to get as far away from them as possible.

“I…uhh…I…” studderd Tyler with a horrid look on his face.

Then; Dante pulled down his shorts revealing a huge black cock. It wasn’t even hard and it looked to be about 6 inches flaccid. It started to grow. He looked over at Jordan who had pulled his shorts down also revealing a big black cock. They started to grow in size and eventually Dante grabbed Tyler by the head and said “suck my dick faggot”.

Tyler looked up in horror. He just sat there staring at the BBC hovering in front of his face. It was fully had now and had to be close to 10 inches. He didn’t even know penis’ could get this big. Tyler’s was only 5 inches hard. Dante’s BBC had a decent thickness too and a perfectly round head. Dante grabbed the back of Tyler’s head and forced the dick into Tyler’s mouth until it hit the back or his throat, his teeth lightly scraping Dante’s dick.

“Watch your teeth bitch” Dante screamed as he slapped Tyler across the face and grabbed a fistful of his hair, forcing his dick back into Tyler’s mouth and all the way down Tyler’s throat. Tyler was in shock and discomfort. He couldn’t breath and his eyes felt like they would bulge out of his head. Dante grabbed both sides of Tyler’s head with fists full of his hair and began skull fucking him.

“You fucking faggot ass CRACKER!!!” Dante yelled as he rammed his dick in and out of Tyler’s throat balls deep.

*GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK*

Saliva began spewing out the sides of Tyler’s mouth with each powerful thrust. His face became a deep red and his eyes started watering so much that he could no longer see.

“Fuck this fags throat feels good” as Dante kept repeatedly ramming his big black dong down Tyler’s throat tunnel.

“Alright bro my turn, move out the way” said Jordan. His cock was about the same size as Dante’s, maybe a half a longer but blacker and a little thicker. Tyler got some relief once Dante’s dick slipped out making a suction sound at the back or his throat.

Jordan follows suite, and grabbed Tyler’s head with both hands and shoved his black meat down his throat balls deep in one swift motion. Tyler instantly gagged and felt vomit start to come up. But Jordan was so strong he kept pounding away at poor little Tyler’s throat.

*GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK* came from Tyler’s throat. Saliva started spewing once again all over Jordan’s rock hard abs.

“FUCKING WHORE! TAKE MY DICK YOU CHEAP SLUT” yelled Jordan as he aggressively hammers into Tyler’s throat. Tyler can no longer see as his eyes are pooled with tears. Tyler in this moment thinks he is going to die. He has never been in a position like this with no parents or authority figure to help him.

Jordan violently continues to throat fuck Tyler as he sit there helpless, not knowing how to fight off these thugs. All Tyler could hear was the sloshing sounds of his throat and the clinking of Jordan’s gold chains.

On the final violent thrust, Jordan pulls out of Tyler’s throat making another loud suction noise like a cork pop as the head exited.

Tyler rubbed his eyes and started to scoot back again in the bed. He started balling his eyes out.

“PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE! LET ME GO!!” as he feels his body going into a panic. Flight or fight takes over and he kicks at Jordan. Jordan pulls Tyler’s legs pulling him quickly closer to the edge of the bed where the 3 black men are standing. Jordan grabs Tyler by the throat and squeezes. He slaps him hard in the face with his other hand.

“KICK ME AGAIN BITCH AND YOU WILL REGRET IT” then Jordan hawks up loogie and spits directly into Tyler’s face, covering his eye.

“C’mon nigga hold him down while I rip off his clothes”. Jordan says.

Suddenly Dante grabs his arms as Marquees grabs his feet. That’s when he notices Marquees still has his shorts on but sees that his buldge has significantly grown.

“SOMEONE HELP ME!!” Tyler yelled out as Jordan began ripping his shirt off”. He had a black man holding him down by his legs, another black man holding back his arms over his head and another one now pulling down his shorts and underwear.

Once fully nude, they positioned Tyler face down with his knees bent under him and his ass fully exposed to the thugs. Dante grabbed two handcuffs and handcuffed each of his ankles to his wrists that they pulled down beside him. In this position, Tyler can’t move. He feels some cold liquid squirting onto his asscrack.

“I’m going to be raped” Tyler thought. This is it, this is when Tyler knew his fate and there is nothing he could do. He always wanted to have sex with a man one day, but never in this way, and certainly not with a black guy. He was more into white guys like Justin Bieber or other twinks that looked like he did. He wanted to fall in love, not be FUCKED... Now, he was face down ass up handcuffed with 3 black thugs and no one around to help him.

Dante grabbed a dirty sock on the floor and shoved it in his mouth to muffle him. It tasted horrible! He wanted to gag.

“this is it” Tyler thought.

He tried to look back behind him but his view was limited as he was so constrained. When he looked back he saw Dante lubing up and stroking his big black dick, and behind him…Marquees. He was finally naked and when he looked down, he became pale. He saw the biggest dick imaginable. It was truly massive. It looked as thick as a soda can and looked to be about 11 inches long. Not only that, but it had a curve to it unlike Dante and Jordan’s dicks. He was lubing it up. It was shiny and so big and thick it couldn’t even stand erect straight. It dangled between his big beefy legs. He looked up at Marquees and locked eyes with him. He gave a grin, winked and blew a kiss at Tyler while stroking his monster dong.

Tyler’s cries intensified but he couldn’t say anything due to being gagged. Then, he felt two hands on both sides of his hips. It was Dante.

“Ready to be FUCKED Tyler?” Dante said followed with an evil chuckle. “yo turn on some music to muffle out the sounds” Dante said turning his head back to the other black thugs.

Jordan turned on YouTube on the projector and it was a hip hop playlist. They turned the sound up and on came Tyga’s “Rack City”.

Then, the grip on Tylers hips got tighter from Dante and he felt the head of his dick push into the entrance of Tyler’s tight hole. It was a sight to be seen. Tyler’s bony pale body bent over and shackled down and this huge black pole pushing itself into Tyler’s tight hole. It looked like there would be no way that black dick could ever get inside. But it did.

Tyler felt pressure and then he felt a POP. He made it past the Sphincter. Tyler felt a wave of searing pain around his hole. His eyes bulged out. He felt lightheaded and started to shake. Then everything went black….