Gangbanging Shemar Moore

By NPhillyDogg/Scedmark

Published on Oct 12, 2005

Gay

This story is a work of fiction. The celebrities depicted are pure fantasy. This series was inspired by "Vraxis" at (VRAXIS@hotmail.com). The characters, and story concepts are derived from HIS 2003 series "gangbanging Mario Lopez". I continue this adaptation with his permission. _____________________________________________________________________ GANGBANGING SHEMAR MOORE Chapter -4

ABANDONED IN SKID-ROW

Shemar watched the red tail-lights of the limousine drive off without him. He called out to the car's occupants just as he felt a thick, curved, hooded dick jam through his cum lubed anal ring to lodge itself straight into his cum filled guts. Shemar had been fucked so many times that night, that he couldn't have kept the plunging hardon from entering him if he tried. His anal lips were so fucked out and weak from over use, that a MAC Truck wouldn't have had any problem driving through his dark wet passage.

Moore felt the dick head way up in his gut, he felt the hairy ball sack of the dick's owner pressed between his thighs, and knew he had every inch shoved up into him. He felt the dirty, unwashed vagrant lay down fully on top him. He could smell the funk from the man's worn clothing, and the stale alcohol from his bad smelling breath attack his nostrils. Shemar tried holding his breath, but soon realized that that wouldn't work. He HAD to breathe. He thought of trying to force his way out of this ordeal, but knew there were too many horny derelicts roaming about for him to make a getaway. Besides, he had no clothing to wear if he did get away. He'd have to run the streets naked, and hope the police wouldn't pick him up, or that the paparazzi wouldn't see him, or that no one else would recognize him. That was too risky. So he decided to spread his legs and give in, how much different could this be from last night?

The first dick to fuck him belonged to a tall homeless man by the name Jace Valentine. He was a pro basketball player briefly, whom lost his would-be fortune doing drugs and heavy gambling. Now he lived on Skid-Row, addicted to cocaine, with a 9 and 1/2 inch hardon that terrorized most of the younger men on the row. Jace would do his drug, then scour the cardboard homes insearch of ass. He'd been known to TAKE what he wanted if it were not given to him freely. After all, who would the raped young men tell about their assault, the police? They were bums, what police officer would give them the time of day, let alone type up a report? Jace ground his big dick around in Shemar's guts for a while, then pulled back slowly, enjoying the feel of his silky wet chute clinging to his thickness. With the head just inside, he jammed his slick cum coated cock all the way back up inside, causing Shemar to cry out in response. Jace slammed his pelvis into Moore's buttock, causing his body to jerk against the cold graveled ground. Jace loved hearing his victims scream. He liked nothing more than to hear them grunt, groan and curse, struggling to get away from him and his tower of power penis. He loved ramming them in their tight dry holes, and fucking them hard and long until either he came buckets inside their bleeding rectums, or they passed out from the pain. Either way, they were getting his big load inside them. And Shemar was no different.

Jace was now hammering Shemar's ass with long hard, anal splitting thrusts. Other men stood around watching, enviously stroking their dicks as they witnessed Jace rape the new pussy tossed to them on their doorstep. Many of them had no idea who Shemar Moore was, and the ones that did didn't seem to care. His celebrity status meant nothing to them here. They were far from Hollywood. There were no camera crews down here, no one interested in taping "the lifestyles of the poor and homeless". No one cared that they lived in squalid, that they ate out of trash cans and begged for spare change on the streets. Shemar had seem them millions of time, -seen them, but never noticed them. Now he was trapped in their domain. Trapped, and held at their mercy.

Jace's fuck thrusts picked up, he pumped his grimey pelvis into Shemar's jiggly ass over and over again, slamming the full length of his moby dick up into the butt buttery guts keeping his dick warm and toasty. Shemar found himself spreading his legs wider, giving the man deeper access into his oven. Despite the repulse of the man's stench, he couldn't deny how great his dick felt as it massaged across his prostate and stretched his anal walls wide. Shemar's screams of protest quickly turned to groans of lust, as he gave into the man taking total control of his inner body.

"Oh shit! Fuck me...!" groaned Moore, unable to contain himself as he quickly learned something about himself. He felt Jace wrap his forearm just under his chin, placing him in a choke hold. Jace's scrubby face came into close contact as his whiskers scratched against Shemar's left cheek. Shemar's nose filled with the stench of Jace, as the man gripped him tight and fucked him hard. "Oh...! Oh...! Shit, man...fuck me! Fuck me hard with that big ass dick!" Jace did as requested, ramming his log in and out of the screaming anus with bone crushing jabs. Shemar's mouth hung open as his voice went into high pitch. The cock was jamming him so deeply that he no longer had control over his vocal ability. Jace took that opportunity to pull Moore's head to the side (facing him), and jammed his tongue into the star's mouth.

Jace had never fucked a man until he found himself homeless and hard up for pussy. Now that he's had his fair share of man's ass, he found himself curious of how it would feel to kiss one. But Jace never saw a man he wanted to try it with, until Shemar. The man was definitely sexy, his handsome good looks made Jace's dick hard the instant he saw Viper drop him off without any clothing on. He knew he'd have to be the first one up the gorgeous blackman's ass, even if he had to kill Shemar to do it. Now he was ramming himself in ball deep without regret, fucking the sweet sweet piece of ass beneath him with all the power he could muster.

Shemar was in a daze, his ass was being fucked silly. He had no comprehension of where he was for a moment, until he tasted the stale tongue being shoved between his lips. Shemar came back to reality as his eyes popped open. He pulled back, trying to expel the plunging wet muscle from his mouth. But Jace held him tight, french kissing him passionately as a flood of spit spilled into Moore's mouth. Shemar groaned into Jace's mouth as he continued to feel his dick ram his asshole. Suddenly Jace stopped moving, he shoved his dick all the way inside, and groaned like a wombed bear. Shemar felt a deluge of hot gushing semen unexpectedly pour into his backside. The big cock jumped and jerked wildly inside him, pulsing out thick load after thick load into his aching gut. Jace held himself inside for a minute, then pulled out slowly as he broke the kiss. He stood up, his giant cock already dying from its orgasm. Shemar turned his head to look back at him, wanting a mental photo copy of the man who fucked him for his memory banks. He doubted he'd ever see the man again, but he'd never forget that cock.

With Shemar's ass now available, 3 other men made a play for it. They tackled the young celebrity, the 3 men wrestling for the right to fuck him. While 2 of them fought viscously, the third one rolled on top of Shemar and rammed his 8" dick inside his cum filled hole. Shemar grunted as the dick made contact, pumping into him with a wild stroke. The other two men stopped fighting, angry that they missed out on the succulent ass willing to give them all a ride. The second man to fuck Moore was Dennis Lowe, a mentally unstable man cut loose on the streets after government cut backs stopped his med supply. His wife couldn't take any more of his ramping and raving, so she kicked him out of the house. That was 8 years ago. Fucking Shemar's cum juicy ass, reminded him of the times he spent ramming his wife's pussy. While she often complained about his mood swings, she never complained when it came to his insatiable libido. She was always ready to lay on her back to receive his "magic stick" (as she called it). He'd fuck her for hours, giving her multi orgasms as he came inside her several times. Shemar's ass was the only thing he'd fucked (besides his own hand) since his wife, since he lost his medical assistance. And now that he felt the warm wet hole sucking profusely on his hammer, he knew he wouldn't be able to hold off from filling it with a 8 year burst.

"Oh yes, yes baby...take that dick! Let me fuck this sweet pussy!" he moaned, imagining Shemar as his wife. He rammed his dick in deeper with each thrusts, losing a little more of himself with every plunge. Fucking Shemar's ass was the best feeling Dennis had felt in a long time, and he was eager to experience another orgasm without having to feel it burst all over his own hand.

He plunged in deeper, fucking the available hole as hard as he could. He closed his eyes tightly, trying to hold off as long as physically possible. He felt his dick start to pulse with life. He gasped as it jerked forth, then spilled a ton of cum into the fucked bowels of his partner's ass. Shemar felt the surge of semen fill his colon full. Already the sperms began to back out of him, seeping refuge from around the embedded base of Dennis' dick root. Just as he pulled his satisfied dick from the anal roost holding him securely, did one of the other's quickly take his place between Moore's legs.

Shemar felt himself being roughly pulled into doggy position. His ass was pulled back, as he rose up on his hands and knees. He could feel a stream of semen escaping his soft hole. He looked back over his shoulder, just in time to see his next fucker lining his dick up to his hole. Shemar felt the long slim dick slipping easily inside him. It angled upward like a banana, sliding through his rectum slickly. Shemar shuddered, feeling the cooling air of the evening breeze across his naked body. He hadn't had sex out in the open like this since he became famous. He recalled how he and his cousin used to go to the neighborhood park around where they lived, and spend the over night hours getting fucked and sucking as many dicks as their young bodies could house. Shemar was in particular demand by the mostly white park goers. They liked the idea of fucking the lone black kid, treating him like the sexual servant he was meant to be. And Shemar was always too happy to comply to their demands.

Shemar's memories were broken when another homeless man got down on his knees before him. The dirty, tattered clothed male reached into his torn trousers, and pulled out his filthy cock. Shemar frowned his face at the thought of sucking such a sick piece of meat. The man jacked himself in front of him, hardening his penis as he pressed it against Shemar's lips and pushed inward. Shemar tried to resist, refusing the smelly cock as he tightened his sealed lips. The man tried again, pushing his dick against Shemar's face. When it became apparent that Shemar was not going to suck him willingly, the man hauled off and slapped him hard across his face. Shemar looked in shock as his face stung where the man hit him. His mouth dropped open immediately, giving the man the opportunity he needed to stuff his mouth full. He rammed forth, shoving his dick into the slacked mouth. Shemar's was repulsed as the sour taste of stale piss and cum assaulted his tastebuds. The man locked his hands around the back of Moore's head as he jammed his cock head into the actor's throat. Shemar gagged around the foul meat, as his nose mashed into the funky crotch of the man's pelvis, the strong scent filled his nostrils and made him light headed. Shemar felt the man beginning to fuck at his throat, washing his nasty tool in the spit of his mouth.

The 2 men fucked at Shemar's holes simultaneously, both of them filling his body with their hot hard appendages. Shemar was being fucked front and back, his asshole easily swallowing up all the dick being jammed into him, as his throat was being expertly ridden. He couldn't believe he was being fucked so savagely, by homeless men! Shemar felt the dick in his mouth start to twitch. The man was fucking his face much harder now. He rammed the actor's upturned face with hard thrusts, pushing further and further into his throat with each shove. Shemar held his mouth open to allow the man to fuck him as deeply as he wanted. He didn't want to taste the cock by slurping along the shaft. He hoped the man would cum quickly, ending the torment of his tortured tastebuds. Suddenly he felt the cock pulse, then fire thick heavy creamy loads of spicy cum into his stomach. The man shoved his pelvis into Moore's nose, and held it there. The cum pumped out of him in 6 shots. Shemar accepted the semen graciously, glad that it ended rather quickly.

The man fucking Shemar's ass yelled a muffled scream, then unloaded his own spunk deep into Shemar's colon. Shemar felt both holes being shot into at the same time. He was being filled with sperm at both ends at once. He could feel both dicks jerking wildly, pulsing out fresh tainted cum into his extremities. Just as quickly as they came inside him, were they both removed and replaced by others. Shemar felt 2 more dicks entering into his body. The one at his ass was really fat, it stretched his hole wide as it plowed its way through his anal ring. The dick in his mouth pushed into his throat ring, wedging itself deeply into his breathing canal. Shemar was fucked and fucked back and forth in both holes for hours, his healthy young body continuously pounded until his aching asshole resembled an open tunnel. When he finally passed out from lack of sleep, he was thrown on his back and fucked some more. It wasn't until Viper's men returned 12 hours later in a black Hummer, did his anal ordeal cease.

Ox and Ormel pulled up along the dusty road leading to skid row, they got out of the vehicle and began to slowly scan the row of card-board boxes by sight. Several of the boxes housed sleeping occupants, derelicts whom called the boxes "home", while other boxes lay empty. Under a bridge overpass were a large number of homeless, still gathered in tight formation. As the men got closer, they noticed several of the homeless were nude. They found the man they were looking for laying face down in the dirt just as they left him, still getting his ass fucked one by one by the homeless.

The two men stood and watched for awhile, as the bum currently on top him slammed his big dick in and out of the actor's cum caked ass. He jammed his dick in all the way, and bellowed like a wild animal as he shot his drunken semen into Shemar's bruised backside. They noticed Shemar wasn't moving, and knew that he was unconscious. As the derelict man regained his strength, he climbed off the back of his captive to make room for the next man. Another derelict pulled down his grimey pants to expose his long hard cock, and lowered himself down between Shemar's spread legs. He aimed his dick head up to the actor's yawning asshole which now oozed a steady river of semen, and slid in easily without the slightest resistance.

"Aiight you mah'fuckas, play time's over. Time to take back your fuck toy!" said Ox, stepping into the crowd. But before the men could take another step, they were assaulted by the suddenly angry mob. Ormel was knocked backwards as he and Ox tried to collect their prize. A fight insured as Shemar continued to get fucked. Another bum fell to his knees, lifted Shemar into doggy position, and shoved his dick straight into his mouth. Shemar was shocked awake, his pretty face grimaced at the awful taste of the unwashed cock as it assaulted his tastebuds. He tried to spit the rancid prick from his mouth, but was unable as it was already slipping into his cum coated throat. His eyes bulged as he was fucked hard at both ends again. He'd been fucked for hours by the large band of homeless men. It wasn't often that they got a naked celebrity delivered to their door with the okay to fuck him to their content. As he was getting fucked, he couldn't believe how big some of their dicks were. Shemar had been fucked by some of the best the world had to offer, yet he was amply impressed by some of the dicks slipping into his hole; big, fat, thick, long, curved dicks that would have made any porn actor proud, dicks that stretched his fuckhole beyond belief. Shemar surely knew he would have most certainly enjoyed the brutal fucks, had they not been homeless drug addicted winos off of their meds.

Shemar felt the dick in his ass expand, then fire a big thick load of hot semen into his anal canal, just as the other dick started to pulse and fed him an acid load straight down into his belly. But as the 2 men were done cumming, were they kicked viscously out of Shemar's wet holes. Shemar looked shocked as both dicks were knocked away from him simultaneously, leaving his body feeling empty and vacated.

"Get up!" ordered Ormel, standing guard as he looked around at the derelicts left standing after the fight. Shemar got up wobbily, barely able to keep himself upright. "We're takin em with us! Don't try nothin, or we'll be back and burn all yur houses down!" The homeless men grunted amongst themselves at the threat. They didn't want to see their prize pussy taken away so soon. 12 hours weren't long enough time for them to get their fill of celebrity ass. Some of them had nothing, and was willing to literally KILL to keep the handsome piece of male cunt among them. Ox and Ormel were able to guide Shemar back to the Hummer. They pushed him up into the back seat, and took off quickly to avoid further trouble. Afterward, they laughed nervously, unable to believe how hard the bums had fought to keep their new pussy around. They looked back at Shemar as he slumped down exhausted in the back seat. He'd been fucked 36 hours straight without stop, by an unknown number of men. His anal-cunt had been fucked and cummed in well over a hundred times. Ormel stared back at him, unable to fathom how someone could withstand such punishment. Ox rolled down the tented windows, unable to contend with the smell of rotted semen and homeless funk emulating for his body.

end of chapter four...

Next: Chapter 6


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