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Two o’clock in the afternoon and my dick was hard in my jock strap as I texted Joe “Right by your house. Wanna fuck?” It took about two minutes for him to answer the text. “YES!!” I put the car into drive and headed over. Knowing his partner’s schedule, I knew we would have about three hours of fucking ahead of us before he got home. When Joe answered the door he was surprised to see me dressed in scrubs with my hospital badge on. “Are we going to play doctor?” “We can if you want,” I said, “but I’m dressed like this 'cause it was the only way to get out of the house. I told Tom I picked up an extra shift. He thinks I’m at work.” “Nice,” he commented as he slipped a finger in my waistband and pulled me close to him, kissing me hard. As we kissed he untied the drawstring on my pants and let them fall to the floor, rubbing my ass and snapping the elastic of the jock against my cheek. He moved his hand to the front of my jock and took great pleasure in knowing my pre-cum was flowing. Joe snared a strand of pre-cum from my cock head, and fed it to me. “Mmmmmmmm,” I said tasting my sweet cum mix with his salty skin, but adding “I’d rather taste yours though.” With that he pushed me down to my knees, undid the fly of his jeans, and pulled out his thick seven inch cock. As it slid on my tongue I could taste his excitement. He forced my head down to his thick bush, making me gag a little on the head of his cock. Every time that I coughed on the size of his cock it would make him harder and harder. After a few minutes of sucking him to a rock-hard state, he lifted be up, took my scrub top and the t-shirt under it off. I managed to get my pants off using only my feet. He leaned me over the back of the couch and spent a few moments feeling the warmth of the crack of my ass. “You know just what I like: jockstrap, sneakers and tube socks.” He loved those striped gym socks from the 70’s that came-up to the knee. Joe knelt behind me, shirtless, his jeans undone, and started to furiously tongue my ass. He had one of those tongues that could go deeper than some dicks. He was a sloppy eater too, getting his spit all over the crack of my ass to the point that it would run down my legs so there was never the need for lube when Joe fucked me. He obviously loved eating ass, because I could see his rock hard cock sticking out of his jeans. After I was good and wet, Joe stood up and positioned his thick cock at the entrance to my ass with the order “Push back on it boy.” Slowly, I pushed against the couch and felt his cock slide into me. It seemed like an eternity as I slowly got used to Joe’s mammoth girth. Finally I could feel his bush against my ass his long heavy balls touching mine, which earned me the remark “Good boy.” At first Joe started out slowly pumping his cock in and out of me, sometimes letting it slip all the way out and shoving it back in, making me whimper a little as my ass had to stretch out again around his cock. As he fucked me he picked up his pace and his pre-cum was taking over the job that his spit had started. The more he fucked me the faster he would go and the more pre-cum he would produce. Every time he pulled away and slammed back into me I could feel his pre-cum and spit spatter between us. My whole ass and his entire crotch were covered in a mixture of pre-cum, spit and ass juice. I knew what was coming next from past experience with Joe. As he got closer to coming he fucked me so hard that it bordered on violence. He had no regard for any pain or discomfort that I might be in and only cared about releasing his load within me. This was when I loved getting fucked by him the most. Faster and faster the strokes came. Every now and then he would accidentally pull back to far and his cock would pop-out completely, and then he would shove it back in with a tremendous force. I could feel our juices dripping down my legs as he grunted “Fucking little slut. Fucking little bitch. Who’s fucking whore are you?” “You are, Sir.” “Fucking right. You’re my whore. My little fucking whore.” Suddenly his strokes got even harder and faster until he slammed into me and pinned me against the back of the couch and held me there. I could feel his balls emptying into my ass. After the first few initial spurts he did a few slow strokes in me to get the rest of the load out, shuddering as the head of his enormous cock rubbed along the inside of my ass. Once he fully withdrew, he snapped out the same order he always gave, commanding “Clean it off bitch.” Instantly I spun around and knelt in front of his dripping engorged cock and took it in my mouth. I could taste his cum, his spit and my ass all mixed together in an intoxicating cocktail. Suddenly I could taste his piss in my mouth. He always gave a little warning shot before giving me the full stream. “Don’t spill any bitch.” He let go with a hot stream in my mouth. I swallowed every drop, which earned me a bit more praise: “Good boy. Stand up.” As I stood he cupped the front of my jock with his hand and licked of the copious amount of pre-cum that had gathered during my impalement on his cock. He kissed me, backing my up to the couch and pushing me over so that my legs were in the air and he had full access to my used hole. He pulled by throbbing cock out from under my jock and let it rest against me as he stuck two fingers in my sore hole. Each time he went in and massaged my prostate, my cock would jump. I went to reach for my cock and got slapped across the face. “That’s my cock to play with, not your's, Bitch. Touch it again and I’ll have to restrain you.” To make sure I didn’t go for it again, I put my hands behind my back and just let him pleasure me. It seemed like forever as he played with my hole and stroke my cock using the cum he had deposited within me. He would get me almost to the point of coming and then let my cock go before I had the chance, repeating this over and over until he knew that the next time I would have no choice but to spew my load all over his living room. Then, just before I blew, he leaned over, took my cock into his mouth and sucked me off, even as he continued to finger my ass. It was all too much for me and I suddenly felt myself coming in his mouth. Once he was sure I was done, he grabbed me by the throat and brought me up to a sitting position. He then kissed me and released all of my cum into my mouth. We must have kissed for ten minutes, exchanging my load back and forth between our mouths. “Come on, let’s go get you cleaned up so you can go to work,” he remarked, enjoying the lie I would give Tom. Of course once in the shower he got hard again so he pinned me against the wall and again impaled me with his thick member. As my hole was swollen from his first attack, the pain was unbelievable, but so was the pleasure. Being a bit of a sadist, he took great pleasure in knowing how painful it was for me as he fucked me faster and faster. Just as I thought I couldn’t take another moment of his fucking, he came in my ass, remaining lodged in my hole until he went soft. Upon withdrawing, a pool of blood and cum dumped out of my ass onto the shower floor. And, as before, he commanded me to swallow his cock until it was thoroughly cleaned. We were in the living room and I was getting dressed when he asked what I was going to do with the rest of my evening. Normally, my partner wouldn’t see me until the following morning. “Guess I’ll go get a bite to eat and see a movie or three,” I said. “I got a better idea. Bend over.” Thinking he wanted to fuck me again, I remarked “We don’t have time for another session.” He slapped me across the face. “Shut the fuck up and do as you’re told.” I bent over the couch, wearing only my jock. “Spread your ass.” I spread my ass and suddenly there was a camera flash behind me. “Got it. Get dressed.” As I got dressed he explained his plan. “I’m going to make a Craigslist ad for you and you’re going to go to whatever address I tell you for the rest of the night. After every stop the guy will take a pic of your hole and send it to me. Once I feel you’ve been fucked enough, I’ll send you a text letting you know that I’m satisfied. At this point you can go home, go eat, or do whatever you want.” When I was finished getting dressed, Joe told me to go to the grocery store down the street from him and wait in my car for instructions. It was about a half hour when I finally got an address texted to me from Joe. I couldn’t help but get hard in my jock again thinking about what or who might be awaiting me at this mysterious address. The address ended up being a mechanic’s shop that I recognized from their advertisements in the local gay magazine. As I pulled into the lot one of the bays opened and a man in his early 50’s wearing a blue mechanic’s overalls unzipped almost to the crotch motioned for me to drive in. Once my car was in the bay the giant steel door closed behind me and the man opened my door and asked “Are you Joe’s whore?” “Yes Sir,” I replied as I got out of the car. He smelled like he had worked hard all day and my eyes couldn’t help but to follow his open zipper down his hairy body to a little patch of pubes sticking out where the zipper came together. “Good answer. Get undressed to your shoes socks and that jock I saw in the pic.” I did as instructed and the mechanic took a minute to fondle me briefly and check out the merchandise. “Follow me.” The mechanic led me to a back room that was dimly lit, all around us were shelves of car parts and in the middle of the room was an empty engine hoist. He took a piece of steel chain that had a clasp at one end and a big ring at the other and put it around my chest. He got the chain pretty tight on me then hook the clasp onto a link of the chain and the ring dangled from the center of my chest. He then pushed me back towards the engine hoist and hooked the ring to it. The whole time he was getting me ready I could see his massive cock growing in his overalls. Once I was secured to the hoist, he unzipped his overalls the rest of the way, slid them off his shoulders and pushed them down to his knees. His cock was longer the Joe’s and about the same enormous girth. “You still got Joe's load inside you?” “Yes Sir.” “Push a little of him out or this is going to hurt like a son-of-a-bitch.” With that the mechanic lifted my calves onto his shoulders and I carefully released a little bit of Joe’s cum. “Good boy.” The mechanic rubbed his hard cock all around my ass and then with one hard motion shoved his cock into my swollen sore hole. I couldn’t help but scream, but he didn’t care all it did was make him harder the more that I screamed. “Yeah, fuckin’ little whore. Like hearin’ you scream like a little bitch.” I would have thought that Joe’s cum would have lubed my ass up better, but there was still a lot of friction between the mechanic’s cock and my innards. With every pump inside of me my cock oozed out more and more pre-cum until it looked as if I had pissed myself. After a good twenty minutes of non-stop pounding the mechanic let out a big scream and I could feel his load shooting inside of me. He didn’t wait to go soft inside of me, instead he pulled his cock out, wiped it off with a blue shop towel and threw it on the floor. He then came over and undid the chain around my chest. “Lean up against that bench over there so I can send Joe his pic.” “Yes Sir.” I bent over the bench and spread my cheeks until I saw the flash of the mechanic’s camera. He led me out to the bay where my car and clothes were waiting for me. As soon as my ass was covered he opened the door and walked back in towards his office. I got in my car and checked my phone for Joe’s instructions. He sent me a text with my latest pic and told me to go to an adult theatre in a seedy part of town. I was to go to the part of the theatre that had the private booths and enter the third one on the right. Arriving at the theatre, I found the third booth on the right and opened the door. A tall skinny redhead was standing in the room playing with a guy’s cock that had come through the glory hole from the booth next door. “Who owns you?” “Joe does. He sent me.” “Lock the door, then come over here and help this guy out.” He waved the partially hard cock coming through the wall at me. I slid the lock in the door and reached for the cock in the wall. The redhead grabbed me by my hair and shoved my face towards the cock. “Suck it you stupid bitch.” I took the cock in my mouth. It was obvious from the saltiness and the pungent odor of sweat that this was somebody who worked outside all day and was just getting off before going home. While I sucked on the cock in the wall, the redhead undid my drawstring and my pants fell to my ankles, murmuring to himself “Nice.” He then spat on my hole then jammed a few fingers in. The next thing I heard was his pants unzipping and him spitting on his cock. Then he slammed the entire length of his cock into my hole, making me tense up and squeeze his cock with my sphincter. “Relax whore. It's not like you haven’t had any cock in there recently.” With him still balls deep inside of me I slowly relaxed and he started to fuck me hard and fast. All the cum from the earlier deposits was sloshing around and making his dick super slick. Meanwhile, there was no longer any question about how hard the cock in my mouth was: it was rock hard and the guy's balls were growing tighter and tighter against the base. Behind me the redhead was breathing hard and telling me how he was going to pump my ass full of jizz. After a few moments more the redhead came in my ass, yanking out his hard cock once he was done pumping his load in me. “Clean off my cock and get that cock inside of you.” As I started to suck the redhead I positioned my ass on the cock coming through the wall and backed up onto it until my ass was firm against the wall. The anonymous partner then started to fuck me hard and it wasn’t long until I heard him moaning on the other side of the wall while his cock pumped another load in me. “Now clean of his cock while I get a pic for Joe.” Once again the familiar flash went off behind me as I cleaned off the stranger’s cock, followed by him unlatching the door and exiting with the door wide open for everyone to see what a whore I was. Just then the manager of the theater happened to walk by and came into the room. He cleared his throat and I stood straight up with a startle. “We don’t allow that sort of thing in here. You’ve got two choices as I see it: I call the cops or I fuck you before you leave.” I didn’t say anything; I just bent over in front of the manager exposing my used hole. “Fuckin’ whore, I knew you’d choose that.” He unzipped, letting his hard cock flop out and hit my ass. He stuck a few fingers in my hole and spread some cum around my hole then he shove his cock in and went to town on my ass. It didn’t take him long before he was squirting jizz in my hole. After he had pulled out and I had cleaned off his cock I asked, “Can you take a pic and text it to my owner?” “Fuck yeah, why not?” I bent over and he took a pic of my ass to send to Joe. This time I was quick to get my pants up and followed the manager out of the booth. When I got back to the car and sat down I could feel my sore hole under me. It was aching from all the use it was getting. I was half hoping Joe would be satisfied when I received his next text. “YOU FUCKING WHORE! YOU LET SOMEBODY USE MY PROPERTY WITHOUT ASKING!! THAT’S GONNA COST YA!” About fifteen minutes later I got a text from Joe. It was to an address on the western edge of town and message saying to speak to Bill at the gate. I put the car in gear and got on the highway headed for my next assignment. To my surprise the address led me to the gate of the state prison. I pulled up to the guard shack and a uniformed officer came out. “Can I help you son?” “I’m looking for Bill.” “I’m Bill.” “Joe sent me.” A smile crept over Bill’s face. “Just a minute.” Bill went back inside the guard shack and talked with the other two guards sitting inside. They both got up and got a good look at me before Bill came back out with the instruction “Park next to that black Chevy over there and I’ll let you in. Make sure your pockets are empty and leave your keys in your car.” I drove over and parked next to a lifted Chevy truck. Then I placed my wallet, keys and phone in the glove box and got out of the car. Bill was sauntering over as I got out. “Put your hands against the vehicle and spread your legs.” Upon hearing this I instantly got hard in my jock again. Unfortunately, Bill was only making the request in order to search me. He patted me down everywhere and when he felt my erection under my pants he said under his breathe, “Fuckin’ faggot.” Once he was satisfied I wasn’t carrying any potential weapons he motioned for me to follow him. We walked for a while passing through two chain-link gates and finally into a building made of concrete block. Towards the end of a long hall we entered an office door with a plaque that read 'WARDEN'. Inside was a modest office suite with two chairs facing the desk, “Sit here and wait for the warden.” I sat down and Bill left the office, locking me in behind him. My erection was still going strong at the thought of being fucked by a warden in a prison. Little did I know what the warden had in mind for me. After a few minutes had passed I could hear shoes against the concrete hallway stop outside the door and then the tumblers in the lock start to turn. The door opened to reveal a mid-fifties man in a suit and tie who proceeded to walk over to the corner of the desk and sit with his legs apart so that one was on the floor and the other dangled off the edge of the desk. This position allows for the thin fabric of his pants to rest tightly against what looked to be an enormous cock and balls. I could help but stare at this man’s big package. He lifted my head by my chin to meet his gaze. “Joe said you were a whore.” “Yes Sir.” “He also said you needed to be punished for letting a stranger use his property.” “Yes Sir.” “Best way I can think to make a whore quite giving it away is to use it up.” “I don’t understand Sir.” “You will, but first I want to use that ass while it’s in one piece.” The warden got up and sat in his big leather office chair. “I want you completely naked and on your knees in front of me.” “Yes Sir.” I stripped and knelt in front of the warden who, meanwhile, had unzipped and pulled his big cock and balls out of his pants. I was absolutely fascinated by his balls as they were bar far the largest, lowest hanging set of nuts I had ever seen on a man. In fact they actually came out of his fly and draped down to the point that they rested on the leather of the chair. “Play with my balls while you suck my cock. I like ‘em pulled on.” Happily I obliged the man and started feverishly sucking on his cock while yanking and twisting his big balls. He didn’t say much except to instruct me to slap his balls a little. Whenever I gave them a light paddle with my free hand his cock would jump in my mouth a put out a drop of pre-cum. After a half hour of sucking his cock the warden wanted my ass. He turned me around and had me lean against the desk long enough to spit on my hole and work some of the loads out of my ass to use for lube. While his dick was only five to six inches in length, his mushroom cock head was amazingly large, and was even more menacing as he was wearing a gauge '0' PA through the hole. It felt awesome as I lowered my sore ass down onto this massive mushroom head and his piercing rubbed exquisitely against the inside of my ass. He let me ride it for twenty minutes, just enjoying myself and having a good time. Then he started to swell up like he was going to cum, that’s when he bent me over the desk and started to really fuck me hard. Within ten minutes or so he was pumping a hot load in my hole. He held my head down on his desk as his cock went soft inside of me. As he was waiting to pull out I heard his desk drawer open and then a sharp stick in my right butt cheek. The next thing I remember was waking up against a cold floor and my hands being cuffed together around something metal. As my eyes gradually cleared I was able to make out that I was in the communal showers. I tried to get up, but whatever I had been drugged with still had an effect over my muscles. Suddenly there was an alarming sounding off and what sounded like a stampeded of men coming towards the recesses of the shower where I was positioned. Sure enough, it had been the morning wake-up bell and the first thing the inmates did apparently was head in for a morning shower. Gradually I mustered enough energy to get myself to standing position just as the first of the men came in. They filled the room like swarming cockroaches and I was suddenly surrounded by muscled prisoners who were all laughing at me. “Hey look what the warden got us for good behavior,” said a tall white skinhead feeling the crack of my ass. As he pulled out a finger with shiny cum all over it he laughed and said, “Fuck it’s been used already.” All the men laughed at me as they stroked their morning hard-ons. “Here’s the deal whore, you’ve pissed off somebody pretty badly and you ain’t gettin’ out of here till we all get a chance to fuck you. So bend that ass over and take what you got comin’ to ya.” I did as I was told and the instant my ass opened up a cock was shoved in it. These guys weren’t so much as fucking me as they were using my asshole in place of their hands. One by one every one of shoved his cock into me, pumping furiously until he came. Given that they all had wanted to fuck me, but also had only a few minutes to also get a shower, the line of men moved quite quickly. As each man came, he would withdraw, soap up his softening cock, rinse off and leave. After an hour of constant fucking by a seemly endless number of men, another bell went off and the inmates left as quickly as they had come in. I stayed frozen in the shower, bent over and watching cum and blood pool at my feet. Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye was a familiar pair of leather boots. It was Joe, dressed in a prison guard’s uniform. I must have looked surprised to see him. “Yep, I’m a guard here.” In his hands were my clothes. He took a key from his belt and undid the handcuffs. “Here, get dressed.” “Yes Sir.” I got dressed quickly. “Come on.” Joe led me from the showers and out of the prison through various doors and gates until we finally ended up at my car. “Same time next week and next time I whore you out I better only get pictures from people I’ve given permission to be in that ass.” “Yes Sir.”
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[ *****The Characters***** Jeff—a high school Senior Bruce—a 200 lb. Rapist Leroy—a convicted Drug Dealer Alton—a sadistic Pimp, used an axe-handle to fatally fuck an underachieving female Prostitute *****Part One–Capture***** Jeff was awakened by the sound of glass breaking. He had been sleeping late, enjoying his summer vacation, after his junior year of high school. The loud crash jolted him out of a deep slumber. Rolling out of bed, he slipped on a pair of boxers. His parents had left two days before on vacation, and his sister wasn't due back from summer school till mid-afternoon. His parents' home was in the far suburbs, and there were no neighbors around. Puzzled, he went to investigate. As he started down the stairs, he was startled to see a huge man crawling through what had been the closed kitchen window. Spotted by the intruder, Jeff raced back to his room. Within seconds he heard the invader jiggling the door knob. Even worse, he heard more footsteps and other voices. So intent was he on keeping the hallway door closed, that, in his panic, he completely ignored the other way in—through the common bath he shared with his sister. He did not hear a prowler come up behind him. Standing with his legs spread, to keep the burglars at bay, Jeff presented an erotic sight to the convict who had just escaped from the state prison five miles away. Watching the boy push against the door, to prevent the intruders from entering, Bruce, a two hundred pound rapist, scrutinized the youth, legs spread, butt jutting out—in a highly provocative pose. Bruce could think of no better way to celebrate his new found freedom than by tearing off a piece of teenage ass. Rushing up behind Jeff, he backhanded the boy. Not even aware that Bruce was in the room, Jeff crumpled to the floor. As the youth lay whimpering on the carpet, Bruce unlocked the door, allowing his comrades to enter. "Shit, guys, look at this," Bruce pointed to Jeff on the floor. "We need a place to hang out, with the pigs after us; and now look, now we got some entertainment to boot." Kicking Jeff in the ass, Bruce bent down to address him. “You a virgin, Pus Head?” The teen incoherently muttered that he was Jeff—not a virgin—and most definitely not Pus Head. Laughing, the men tossed Jeff face down on the bed. Bruce held him down, while his buds grabbed shirts from the closet and ripped them. Using the torn strips of cloth, they quickly bound Jeff to the bedposts, spread-eagle. Bruce grew hard at the sight of the sumptuous, immobilized teen. His pristine ass, still shrouded in boxers, jutted alluringly in his direction. His feminine neck, face and lips hung over the side of the bed. Scared witless, Jeff pleaded, "Take anything. I won't tell. Promise." Leroy, a convicted drug dealer, cupped Jeff’s chin, and looked into his eyes. "You mean, that if I choose not to split your skull, I can take anything I want and you'll help me?" "Yes, Sir! Just please don't kill me." Leroy continued to toy with his victim. "You mean I can have anything, anything at all?" "Yes. Sir, anything you want." As soon as he said that, Jeff noticed the huge bulges in the men’s pants. It was then that he focused on their prison uniforms. He recalled the horror stories he’d heard about what convicts did to young men. And he’d just read in social studies that the AIDS rate among inmates was much higher than the general population, 10% in some cases. Jeff gulped in shock as his fear of death was surpassed by his fear of being raped and contracting HIV. He shook in fright at the thought of being ravaged by three HIV positive dudes. As Leroy fondled his crotch, Jeff realized that the three had bound him face-down, spread-eagle on purpose. He’d heard about guys being butt-fucked, but he never thought it would happen to him. Only fags let other men touch them, and Jeff never imagined he might be fucked by a man, let alone, three of them. Jeff knew that he couldn't escape and feared what they would do next. *****Part Two—THE BEATING***** Leroy unzipped, and pulled out his cock, his huge dick only inches from the teen’s face. Jeff gulped as he stared at the organ. He had never been so close to a man’s cock. It seemed huge, and Jeff shivered. Surely it would be impossible for that cock to penetrate his tight little ass. "Yeah, boy, this one’s for you," Leroy snorted, as he fondled his dick. "You did say, boy, that you wanted to live and would do anything to survive? Well, I gotta proposition for you. Suck me, and I think we can spare you. Now open wide." Leroy's proposition was so preposterous, Jeff’s voice oozed disdain and contempt. "I d-o-n-’t t-h-I-n-k s-o!" Looking around the room, he saw the other two undressing, their hard, erect Dicks swinging out from their pubes. It occurred to Jeff that maybe, just maybe, they were serious. "Guys, I’m not even GAY!” Alton, a sadistic pimp and killer who had been convicted of murdering a prostitute for failing to earn enough bread, pulled his belt off his jeans. "Shit, Leroy! You offer this punk a chance to live and he won't even suck you. Well, let me teach the ungrateful bugger a lesson.” Grasping Jeff’s boxers, he ripped them apart—tugging the fabric with such force that Jeff would have flipped over, were he not shackled to the bed. Spreading the youth’s denuded ass cheeks, Alton admired the teen’s succinct anal hole. "Oh yeah, boy! That's a mighty fine cunt you got there! "Ya know, when I was in the City, I would get these young runaways. I’d break them in hard—raping their cunts and making them drink my seed for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Every morning, I'd drown their throats in piss before I rammed my cock, then my fist, up their butts. You shoulda heard ‘em scream when I first fisted their asses. After I got them accustomed to sitting on my shaft, and taking my cock down their throats, I'd have them begging for dick. I’d put them out on the street, and sell their tight butts, while I raked in the cash. Man, those dudes in their three-piece suits driving their BMWs paid good money to fuck a little lost ‘ho boy. Why those boys were stuck on cock most of eight hours a night. The only downside was that, after taking hundreds of loads, they got burnt up real quick—got AIDS or some other fucked-up disease. Then I'd have to unload them on some other pimp; or if they were likely to tattle, they’d accidentally overdose. But, man, while they were good looking and healthy, like you, I lived the Life of Riley. Those boys made me more money in a night than many of the bitches did all week." Releasing the kid's ass cheeks, Alton wet two of his fingers and spread Jeff's Ass. Ramming his digits an inch up the youngster’s mancunt, he laughed as Jeff screamed and involuntarily lifted his ass to meet the prodding digits. Twisting his fingers around, Alton examined the crying youth’s A-hole. “Oh, hey, that's a fine brown eye," Alton said. "Looks virgin, too." Then without any compassion, he jammed his fingers all the way up the boy's butt. Jeff bucked up and down as his virgin ass was ripped by the thrusting, wiggling fingers. "Oh God that hurts. Please stop, Mister!" Ignoring Jeff’s pleas, Alton repeatedly shoved his fingers in and out of the youth’s cunt. "Look at this boy! Squirming around like my fingers are killing him! He's a virgin all right. Wait until he gets the big one up the ass; then he'll have something to holler about." Pushing his hand in as hard as he could, Jeff's hips rose up and down on the bed, as the boy, racked with pain, endured the cruel fingering. "He might be a vrgin now, but he won't but for long!" Alton jumped up on the bed, and pushed Jeff's face into Leroy's Crotch. "Boy, my Man said you could live, but you gotta suck his Cock. Now, Boy, you said you'd do anything. And anything means you better open up them pearly whites of yours to pleasure my friend here." Slapping Jeff on the side of his head, Alton screamed, "Open up, you Faggot, and suck my fingers clean that been up your Stinking Ass. Then you Suck my Main Man!" When Jeff shook his head NO, Alton got off the bed. "You was warned, Boy!" Alton snarled. "Leroy, you just hold your Cock to his face; and, I promise you, he'll be sucking your Dick in no time." Alton picked up his belt and raised it over his head. When the belt slammed onto Jeff's bare Ass, his body arched, and he tugged desperately at his bonds. "Oh, God no! Please. I’ll...." Before he could finish, Alton brought the belt back down again, slamming the leather into the Boy's succulent flesh. Jeff's Ass was on fire and throbbing as the belt repeatedly scoured his Buttocks. With each lash, Jeff's mind exploded as the belt excoriated his backside. Jeff squirmed beneath the lashes, begging for mercy, but none was forthcoming. Alton had whipped dozens of Prostitutes, both male and female, and had always delighted in beating an errant Ass into submission. Alton aimed carefully, and after a dozen powerful blows, the Boy's Ass was glowing hot pink. Seeing that the whipping was starting to leave faint black and blue marks, Alton adjusted his blows. Still swinging heartily, Alton targeted the Boy's upper thighs. Like a fine Craftsman, Alton sought out new flesh to torment. When the screaming Boy's thighs had thoroughly reddened, he redirected his blows to the Youth’s lower back. The belt, smashing over his ribs and spine, caused Jeff to arch reflexively. His screams, which had steadily plummeted under the fatiguing assault, soared back to their original ear-piercing volume. "OH, GOD, PLEASE STOP. I'LL SUCK YOU! I’LL DO ANYTHING! JUST PLEASE STOP HITTING ME!" NOW THAT THE BOY'S SPIRIT HAD BEEN BROKEN, Alton dropped the belt and yanked the Youth’s sobbing face to Leroy's large Cock. Smiling, Leroy moved his Rod to Jeff’s lips. "Open wide, Boy. You better Suck me good, and keep those pearly-whites off my Shaft.” Whimpering with humiliation, Jeff opened his mouth. Thrusting forward, Leroy’s Cock glided past Jeff's lips onto the Kid’s warm, wet tongue. The Boy's hot Lips, seeming to hunger lustily after his huge Pole, made Leroy shiver with pleasure. "OH YEAH, SUCK THAT DICK, BOY!" Wrapping his hands behind the Youth’s head, Leroy got a good grip on the Punk, so he couldn’t pull off, as he rammed the his Shaft down the Teen’s throat. Feeling the Staff glide past his tonsils, Jeff fought desperately to escape the huge Rod. Gagging on the thick slab of Manmeat, he had to fight his reaction to vomit as the rock-hard Cock plowed his throat. He couldn't even scream in protest. The only sounds, aside from Leroy's pleased grunting, were Jeff's muffled whimpers and the creaking of bed springs. But there was no way to discourage the Convict from brutalizing his Orifice. Both Bruce and Alton watched transfixed as their Cellmate treated the Boy like a Concubine. They laughed when Leroy froze deep down the Kid’s gullet. Leroy's Balls came to rest on the Youth’s chin with his rigid Staff lodged in the Boy’s throat. Unable to breathe, Jeff squirmed, desperately trying to dislodge the massive Shaft from his air passage. Remembering the man's threats, Jeff kept his teeth off his Dick. The beating had deprived him of his intestinal fortitude, and he was powerless to stop his assailants. Watching the Boy's face grow red and then white, Leroy reluctantly pulled his Dick from the Teen’s mouth. While the Youth gasped for air, Leroy rubbed his Cock over the Boy's forehead and cheeks, trailing Precum over his pale complexion. Leroy considered what a hit the Boy would have made back in the Yard—or on the Street—pimping and pumping his select little Ass for the omnipotent Greenback. Yeah, Leroy thought, Alton was right—this Teen could make a Pimp wealthy selling his Ass to a bunch of Rich Old Farts. A few more like the Kid, and he could retire. But first Leroy planned some fun for himself. *****Part Three—DEFLORATION***** Watching Leroy's spit-drenched Shaft slide in and out of Jeff’s pretty face was too much for Alton. It was time to try the Punk on for size. Pulling the Youth's Ass Cheeks apart, Alton peered down at the tiny Virgin Hole. "Virgin Ass," Alton hissed. "Ain't had no Virgin for a very long time. I’m gonna split this Fucker wide open. Can't wait to feel his Cunt milk my Cock.” Alton asked Bruce to check out the Bathroom for any kind of Lube. Bruce quickly returned with an unopened tube of KY. Fingering the Boy's Hole, Alton watched Leroy thrust his hips forward as he fed his Cock between the Boy’s lips. Leroy held the Youth in a death grip with his strong hands. Grunting, his body was racked by repetitive orgasms. Jeff's throat and mouth flooded with hot, sticky Cum. Gagging, he tried to avoid swallowing the salty Cream that spewed onto his tongue. But Leroy held the Boy in a Death Grip, as wave after wave of POZ JIZM flooded the Teen’s scratchy throat. Revolted by his first taste of ManSeed, Jeff had no choice but to swallow the Load. Leroy slowly pulled out. Watching the head of his Cock trail Slime over Jeff's lips, Leroy slapped the youth on the head. "Your first mouthful of Cum, Boy? You done good, but you gotta do better. Lick that Jizz off your lips. Don't waste a drop. Yeah, Boy, you’re gonna love Cum from now on, cause you’re gonna love Cock more than Pussy." Slapping the boy on his ears, he asked, "Comprehende?” Grunting from the slaps, and the intrusion of Alton's fingers deep in his Mancunt, Jeff, moaned "Yes, Sir, I know." He darted his tongue across his lips, licked off the last of the man's sticky Jism, and swallowed the rest of the ManSeed. Pulling his fingers from the Boy's Ass, Alton spread KY over the Kid’s Virgin Hole. Seeing as how the Youth’s Spirit was broken, he was gonna have fun tormenting the Teen. By the time he got through, the Punk’d be totally crushed; and a Willing Bottom for any Top needing to Fuck Ass. Alton positioned himself behind the Youth’s Butt, licking and kissing the Youngster's soft neck. Jeff groaned as the fingers spread the cold KY up his Ass. Then the fingers were gone, and the man's hands were all over him. He felt sick as the Dude crawled atop him, shivering as a wet tongue caressed his neck, and the man's huge Rod spread his Ass Cheeks. Horrified, he realized that huge Pole of Lust was about to be shoved up his Butt. Crying petulantly, Jeff pleaded for Alton not to ravish his Ass. "Please, Sir, not that. I will Suck you. I'll do anything you want, but not that. I'M NOT GAY. You are too Big for me, Sir! Please don't do this to me." "BOY, I HAVE TO HURT YOU; AND I AM GOING TO FUCK YOU. I AM GOING TO MAKE YOU GAY, BOY.” Then, talking louder in a cruel voice, he taunted his victim. "You will do anything I want, you Fucking Worthless Piece of Shit. I am going to Fuck that Virgin Ass of yours so hard you won't be able to sit down for a month. I’m gonna turn you into a First Class, Dick-Sucking, Cock-Loving Faggot.” Rubbing his Cock between Jeff's Ass Cheeks, he continued to torment him. "Now I want you to scream real good when I ram my Cock up your Pussy and make you my Woman. Yeah, Boy, I’m gonna turn your Ass into a Cunt. You better make some good moves, Boy, cause the only thing that stands between you and a bar ditch is your Pussy. Ready, Boy? HERE IT COMES!" Alton's Cock pressed to Jeff’s Anus, and he plunged in with all his might. Jeff's Sphincter tightened, then yielded and collapsed as the huge Cock battered his Hole. "Shit, it hurts! Take it out!" Jeff screamed, his Bowels racked with pain. "It's too Big! No More, Please!" Laughing at the Youth’s futile attempt to resist his assault, Alton sank three, then four, inches of his Dick up Jeff’s Pussy. He marveled at the sight of the Teen’s Asscunt swallowing his Cock and the luscious feel of ManPussy massaging his Shaft. When Alton sank the final two inches of his Pole in the Youth, Jeff quivered violently. Huge Crocodile tears streamed down his cheeks, as six inches of Dick lay embedded in his Cunt. Licking the boy's ears, Alton whispered, "You have all my Cock up your Ass now. Do you want me to pull out? Jeff begged the Rapist, "Oh, take it out. Please take out!" Alton continued to tease him. "Will you Suck my Dick and lick your Shit off and swallow my Seed if I pull out?" Racked by cramps, Jeff begged, "Yes sir, I'll do anything—ANYTHING! Just PLEASE take it out!" "I want to help you, Boy; but you have to tell me what you’ll do for me if I take my Cock out of your Ass." "I'll suck your Dick. I'll swallow your Load. Please just take it out!" "Well" Alton said, "Your Asscunt sure is dirty. Will you lick your Shit off my Cock before you swallow my Cum?" Rotating his hips, Alton moved his massive Shaft around inside Jeff's tight Hole causing excruciating torment. "Let me hear what you'll do for me, Boy. Tell me you’ll lick your Shit off my Dick. Tell me how much you want TO TASTE IT in your mouth, and how bad you want TO BE POZZED. Tell me what a Faggot you are. Tell me now, before it’s too late.” Alton cruelly shifted position, stretching Jeff’s Anus even further. "Please!” Jeff screamed. “I'll do anything, say anything! Please take it out! I want to suck your Dick and lick my Shit off your Cock. I want to swallow your Load! I love Dick so bad! I’m the biggest Faggot that ever was! You can POZ ME if you want, Sir. I deserve to get AIDS!” "Well, since you said “Please”— I'll take my Cock out of your Ass." He pulled all but the head of his Dick out of the boy's tightly stretched Hole. Jeff whimpered as the big Shaft withdrew, causing more friction and agony to his already skewered Mancunt. Longing for Alton to vacate his sore Bottom, he begged him to pull out all the way. "Please take your Cock out of my Ass! I promise—I’ll do whatever! Please!" Smiling sadistically at Bruce and Leroy, who were quietly watching, Alton continued to toy with the Boy. "You know, Boy, you grovel too much, and Whiners get on my nerves. What kinda Faggot are you, anyway? No Spine. No Backbone. Guess I’m gonna have to teach you Stah-me-nah.” Realizing he’d been tricked, Jeff started crying. "But you wanted me to beg. Please, Sir, I won't do it again. I'll do anything. Please just let me Suck you. Please don’t Fuck me! I’ll do anything to please you!” "Whack!" Alton slapped Jeff in the back of the head. “Shut up, Boy! There you go again. Whining and Groveling. I know you'll do anything, but I told you—I CAN’T STAND THAT! Now I gotta teach you Stah-me-nah. I can Fuck you forever, an’ I wonder if you can take it forever. If not, yer sure gonna learn. Get ready, Boy. HERE COMES THE FUCK OF YOUR LIFE!" Alton grabbed Jeff's hips and rammed his Cock back in. All of It slid up the Kid’s Ass. Jeff screamed, and his body buckled as the powerfully built man brutally shoved his Tool deep within the Teen’s Virgin Cunt. "NOOOOOO!" the ravished Boy cried. "It's killing me! Please take It out!” Alton smiled at the sight of the Boy's Virgin Blood on his Shaft. The Youth’s blubbering was music to his ears. Free from prison, there were no guards to spoil his fun, and the Boy could make as much noise as wanted. This was going to be one of the best Fucks of his Life. Just like old times, he loved terrorizing his victims. Pulling out, he stopped and waited for the Boy's cries to diminish. When his sobs became muted, Alton violently jammed It back in. "Please stop, Sir! Please don't hurt me no more, I beg you. My Ass is torn to shreds. Pease pull It out! The pain is so bad!" "Shut up, Boy! You take my Cock, and before long you’ll learn to love It.” The brutal assault resumed. Alton hammered the Youth with all the strength he could muster. Recollecting the Whore who got him convicted of Fucking a 14 year old Female Prostitute to death (with an axe handle), Alton pillaged the Boy with painful strokes of revenge. Jeff could only lay there as the Alton plowed in and out of his Hole. Buffeted by waves of excruciating torment, Jeff was reduced to moaning as the big Cock hammered his Pussy. Drenched in sweat, Alton’s Climax was nigh. He let loose with a hearty shout as his Cock spasmed, and he shot his POZ Load deep into the Teenager's ManCunt. He trembled with pleasure as his Wad found entrance to the Youth’s Bloodstream through punctured Ass Walls. Alton collapsed on the moaning Boy he’d just POZZED, his Shaft buried deep in the Youth’s ravished Hole. He felt his Cock draining all of the Strains of the Virus he’d accumulated through years of illicit prison activity. Resting atop the spread-eagled boy, Alton regained his composure. Slowly, he pulled out of the Youngster’s Mancunt. Withdrawing with a loud plop, Alton smiled at the Boy's Pussy. It’d stretched so wide, the Youth’s Sphincter was unable to close; and Alton could see his Venomous Jism puddling inside the torn and bloody ManCunt. *****Part Four—SLOPPY SECONDS***** Hearing the Fucking sounds abate, Bruce sauntered into the bedroom. Bruce’s Cock stiffened as he observed the pink-tinted Cum overflowing the Youth’s Mancunt. "Alton, I called my Uncle. He’ll be here late this afternoon with a truck. Tonight we clean the place out. Ain't no Pig Checkpoint gonna wanna mess with a packed Moving Van. Once we get back to the City, we split. My Uncle will hock the furniture for payment. “You and Leroy case the joint—make a list of what we need to load up. I already found a gun in the Rec Room and jewelry in the bedroom. Ain’t found the ammo yet. Go through the Medicine Cabinets, too. There’s Viagra in one. In about half an hour, when this Shit kicks in, I'll be Fucking this Tight Little Ass the rest of the day.” Smiling ear to ear, he laughed, " I found this, too" and held out a ten inch Dildo. Snickering he said, "I guess this and the Viagra means the boy's Mama likes big hard Dick." "You’re like yer Mama, aincha, Boy? You like a Big Hard One up your Hole." Jeff heard Bruce’s question, but it seemed as if he were a million miles away. His whipped Ass, along with his bitten neck and ravaged ManCunt made him almost catatonic. He glanced over his shoulder at the thick Dildo. It belonged to his Sister, not his Mother; but he was not about to tell them that. Maybe Myrna enjoyed it, but he knew it would sting if it were shoved up his Ass. Regardless, the Teen knew better than to ignore his Tormentors. "Well, Boy," Bruce proffered, “You got a choice. Either this (grazing Jeff’s Butt with the Dildo) or my Cock. Which is it?” For Jeff, with no other alternative, the decision was easy. The Dildo, hard, cold, and plastic, was the Unknown. With Cock, on the other hand, he was more than familiar. Bruce’s fingers caressed Jeff's bruised, yet soft skin. He smiled at how the Boy quivered in fear at the mere touch of his hands. Jeff’s Hole was stretched wide open, and Bruce could peer in and see Alton’s POZ Cum deep inside the Boy's bloody Bowels. Snaking his hand between Jeff's splayed thighs, Bruce cupped the Youth’s Balls and Cock. How easy it would be to crush the Boy’s Privates! That’d be a trip! Bruce was tempted. Make the Punk a real Eunuch. Bruce had never met a Eunuch, and he’d always wanted to Castrate a Man. The little Pussy was practically begging for it. All he’d have to do was—S-Q-U-E-E-Z-E—till the Punk’s Balls turned blue, then purple, then white, then died in hands. The little Cunt could scream his lungs out, and no one would hear—let along care. He wasn’t much of a man to begin with. Bruce figured he could make a real Woman of the Teen. But his throbbing Cock, engorged by Viagra, took precedence over all that. There’d be plenty of time to experiment later. Jeff felt the man's fingers at his Butthole. A long digit probed his sore Pussy The finger forced it's way past his Sphincter. He whined softly, and dug his nails into his palms. The digit withdrew. The man's Prickhead nestled against his Rectum. Overcoming his personal abhorrence to getting Raped, Jeff lay quietly, anticipating another Assault. Not to be disappointed, Jeff felt the Dude’s Cock at his Mancunt. The man's sweat poured onto his skin, and Jeff's nostrils were filled with the stench of Bruce’s bad breath and B.O. Jeff gasped and ground his teeth together as the Prong stabbed his Anus, his Ass Muscles contracting in an attempt to reject It . Jeff felt split apart as the fat Dick forced it's way into his Mancunt. Inch by inch of the Manshaft slid into his Anus until Bruce’s fat Balls plunged up against the Youngster’s Buttocks. Slicing down the length of his Shit-Tube, Bruce pounded his Organ deep within the tight sucking depths of the Youth’s torn Cunt. "OH GOD! IT HURTS! GO SLOW! PLEASE GO SLOW!” The big man nuzzled his teeth against the nape of Jeff's neck. He chewed and sucked and nibbled on Jeff’s throat, biting in sharp little nips that made Jeff yelp as he closed his eyelids and prayed for escape from the parade of ManLust that had pillaged his body. The fat Cock inside him churned faster and faster, riding a slippery, gooey veneer of Semen and Blood. Cum gurgled past Jeff’s Sphincter as Bruce spent himself inside the Youth's Hole. He lay atop Jeff for a short time, then got up and left. *****Part Five—ASSESSMENT***** Thirty minutes later, Alton returned to the room drinking a beer. "Boy, we all agree you’re a good Fuck. Yes, Sir, you got what it takes. Now, Boy, if you behave, I'll untie you and take you into the Bathroom, so you take care of business. We all took the Viagra your Old Man had stashed in the medicine chest—so our little party is just beginning, and I don't want you missin’ none of the fun. But listen up, Boy, you try to escape, and you’ll wish your Mama had never spread her Lily-White Legs for your Daddy. Yeah, Boy, it’d be a bad thing for me to take my belt to your Balls, or carve my initials on that cute little Prick of yours . Get my gist? Bottom line is—you gotta behave.” Jeff shivered . He didn't want his Dick or Balls mutilated, and definitely didn't want to be whipped anymore. His Ass, legs and back still stung from the bite of the belt. Jeff’d do whatever it took to survive—REGARDLESS. He figured that was his best, if not his only, option. His bladder was full. He was ready to explode. And he desperately wanted to get off the bed. Far more important, he wanted to see how badly his Pussy’d been damaged. A piss and a glass of water might make him feel better before COPULATION began again. Jeff, clearing his throat, cackled, "Yes Sir, I understand. I won't give you no trouble. You won’t have to hurt me." "Good, Boy," Alton responded. "You’re a fast learner." Untying the boy's legs and arms, he stood the Teenager up. The Inmate dwarfed Jeff, who watched passively as Alton bound his wrists before him. Jeff recognized the rope as one his father had stored in the garage. It was the same rope Dad had used to build a tree swing next to the house. Jeff recalled all the happy times he’d spent on that swing, never imagining that one day that rope would be used against him, so men could abuse him. Tears streamed down his cheeks as Alton led him to the Bathroom. Allowed to Pee, Jeff moved his fingers under his Balls, past his pubic hairs, which were sticky with Cum. As he carefully pressed his sore, swollen Anus, he found his Hole battered and bleeding. His fingers became coated with Cum as he continued the probe. His Rectum didn’t appear badly damaged; and he was relieved to discover he was not bleeding severely, nor completely ripped open nor torn. Alton stayed in the Bathroom with Jeff, but gave him plenty of leeway. To his way of thinking, the Kid had earned it—in recompense for services rendered and obligations not yet fulfilled. He was about put into practice some of the things he’d learned from his pimping days. Although he had spent years behind bars, the memories of how to break a Boy into the Gay Lifestyle were still fresh in his mind. He knew it was easy to Rape a Boy, but it was quite another to make him beg to get Fucked. And Alton still had the skills to turn Jeff into a Raging, Dick-Sucking Faggot. Jeff, on the toilet, heard the purr of a motor—the old VW bus his father had renovated, practically rebuilt from the ground up. Alton, Leroy, and Bruce heard it, too. For an instant, the men froze. Someone was approaching the house. Instinctively Alton sprang into action. Raising a finger to his lips, he signaled for silence. The front door swung open. “Jeff? Anyone here?” Jeff’s sister Myrna was home. Jeff felt relief and revulsion. Was she, too, to become their Sex Slave? Alton said they’d just loaded up on Viagra. He pitied her for what was forthcoming. Yet he was relieved. She might provide the distraction he coveted. Fingering his sore Hole, he knew he needed a respite. She was certainly better biologically suited to fulfill their urges than he—witness the Dildo. Let someone else serve as the object of their affection for a while. It didn’t matter if she was his Sister. Still, he felt another emotion. Was it—Jealousy?
