No Risk... No Fun

[Scorpion]

No Risk… No Fun…  (Part 1)

 

“What’s up? Are you looking for a tight hole to fuck?” a private message popped up on my screen.

 

‘RapeMeRaw’ was the guy’s virtual nickname.

 

I clicked to view his profile.

 

…18 years old

…White

…Slim

…Blonde

…No hair on his body, as far as the body-pictures showed.

 

“Show your face faggot” I wrote back. He didn’t reply right away.

 

Then he sent me a message, telling me, he would rather like to exchange some messages before sending his picture.

 

“Don’t waste my time – Fake!” I answered him unfavorably.

 

Several minutes later he sent me another message.

 “Please…. don’t show this to anyone. My parents still don’t know…” he wrote. Attached were some pictures of a cute young twink. He had an innocent look on his face and an angelic smile.

 

“No one cares about you. How old are you?” I wanted to know.

 

“18?” he instantly wrote back.

 

“Are you asking me…?” I wrote, since he looked so youthfully, but who gave a shit.

 

“Give me your skype address. I want to see you. Prove to me, that you are not fake news” I hit the send button.

 

“I will show my face on cam. But I am not doing a sex show for you… just to let you know. I am not stupid…. you might record it after all….” his quick reply flashed on my screen.

 

After getting his skype name I sent him a request. He accepted the call and I could see his face ‘live’. It was the handsome face on the pictures and after he passed this reality check, he turned his cam off again.

 

“Okay whore – when can I rip you open?” I asked him via skype.

 

“I don’t know… I can visit you if you like. I want to be raped hard.” he wrote.

 

“Ever had a cock up your cunt?”

 

“Sure - lots…. I am a true cunt” he lied.

Since it is difficult to actually date a twink like this, if you write too long, I asked him to rape his ass that evening.

I was sure, that he was already jacking off his young dick fiercly.

 

“Can’t we write a little bit before?” he asked me seriously.

 

“Nah – I am into the real stuff. If you want a hard cock up your slit, raping you savagely… then I am the right guy. Give me your contact address and I will pick you up.”

 

Minutes passed without a reaction. I checked my profile. He hit it 9 times by now and was just surfing on my site. I had some hardcore pictures of my dick fucking tight assholes. The biohazard symbol was visible on my left shoulder.

 

“Are you healthy?” he asked me suddenly.

 

This guy was either stupid or simply not so experienced, as he would like to be.

 

“Of course I am” I replied. I had no cold. I had no headache. I was feeling fine.

My lips formed a devilish smile.

 

The next moment ‘RapeMeRaw’ went offline.

 

Oh well I thought and invited a bottom pig to my apartment. I knew this poz whore already and I was sure it would be fun fucking more of my poz cum into his snatch.

 

The following day I received several messages.

The little pup apologized for logging out so abruptly. His mother had entered his room and now he was scared, I would believe he was just a no show.

He was begging for forgiveness and asking for another chance to be my rape victim.

More messages came in, asking me for a second chance.

Damn – this fuckslut seemed to be desperate for cock.

Who would I be, if I wouldn’t give the kid a chance, meeting my toxic cock.

 

“Apology accepted – meet me this evening at 6pm at a WalMart parking lot nearby” I gave him the exact address and told him to wait in front of the main entrance.

 

During the day he wrote me several other messages.

He told me, how he wanted to be ripped open and destroyed by my big cock. He mentioned, that he needed my cum in his puppy cunt so badly. He begged me to fuck him as brutally as I could and that no cry or plea should change my mind.

 

I never replied to any of them. He saw me being online. He knew, I read the messages, but didn’t react. I was sure he got the right feeling, that this would be his one and only chance to meet me.

 

When I came closer to the meeting point, I could see him from afar already.

 

He wore tight white jeans which showed his butt perfectly. It was small ass and promised a tight fucking.

His hair had a perfect sidecut. He was in a good shape and had a nice and slim body.

It would be fun to show no mercy on the guy.

 

“Hello Sir” he greeted me, looking at my big bulge.

 

“Come with me boy. Let’s move to my car," I ordered as I took a good grip on his nape, leading him to my automobile.  He was obviously scared, but as much as he looked around, his gaze always returned to my crotch, which bulged with excitement.  Apparently he made-up his mind as he sighed and willingly walked to the car, where, upon arrival, I unlocked the doors and gestured for him to get in.  He complied, closing the door as I took my seat in the driver's seat.

 

“Where are we going?” he asked bashfully.

 

I did not even look at him. I opened the buttons of my jeans and pulled my cock out of the fabric.

 

“Suck until I cum, or until I tell you to stop - you fuckwhore” I demanded.

 

I pushed his head down to my crotch and felt his hot tongue playing clumsy with my dickhead. I could feel his hot breath on my toxic rape-stick.

He was no professional! That’s for sure.

 

I started the ignition and we drove slowly off the lot.

 

He wanted to be raped… you got to be careful what you are wishing for…

[RotzBBengel]

Good to have you back, Scorpion  And your stories are as sizzling as ever  Great start, can't wait to read more

[roguematrix]

fuck hot start. glad to see you writing again you sexy fucker.

[Bicycledude]

Welcome back! Hot start, can't wait for more ?

[Scorpion]

Thx guys... good to be back.

[Scorpion]

No Risk… No Fun…  (Part 2)

 

The lad was giving his best, to satisfy me with his mouth.

I was pretty sure, he didn’t have the experience to give a great blow job, but it was alright.

He played more with his tongue around my dickhead, than actually swallowing my cock.

Probably he was impressed with the length and thickness of my dick.

My right hand was resting on the backside of his head and from time to time I pushed

him deeper into my crotch.

He understood the signal and tried at least for a while to suck me off.

 

“No teeth, baby…. no teeth” I warned him with my low voice, when he scraped me once.

 

We passed the outskirts and I told my rapetoy, that I would fuck him so hard, as soon as we reached the motel.

I chose a good one. No questions asked. I reserved a bungalow under the name ‘Smith’ and payed the fees in advance and in cash.

No tracks….

 

The boy tried to answer me in between sucking.

 

“Yeah… force me. Rape my ass hard. Make me bleed out of my hole”

 

He would get that and more. I would make him bleed and gift him with my virus.

 

I was not only positive. I was an AIDS bloke with a deadly poison in my balls and was eager to breed the stupid twat forcefully.

 

“Once we pass that door, you will be nothing more than an object to me. Just a hole… and you will do anything for me, to get my charged up load into your system” I advised him in a calm voice.

 

I slapped him on the back of his head and asked him if he understood.

 

“Hm hum….” he mumbled while trying to cope with the 9 inch meet planted deeply in his throat right now.

I pulled him off my cock and asked again: “You got that… punk?”

 

“Yes… yes… reduce me to a thing. Destroy me with your cock” he gasped.

 

“Fuck yeah… I will reduce you to a pulp” and with that I pushed my cock in his mouth again.

 

After another hour drive we reached our destination.

We passed the reception bungalow without stopping.

A long and winding road led us to a distant corner of the park. There I stopped my car. Although the cute guy had tried his best, to suck my cum out of my balls, he was not successful.
He looked up to me with a guilty look in his eyes and said ‘sorry’.

 

“Don’t worry pup. Your body will do now. I will use your hole to pollute you – stupid fuck”

 

The guy was getting up from his squatted position and stretched himself.

“My name is Davis by the way” he smiled cheekily at me.

 

“Who cares?” I looked at him sternly. “Just get out of the car and get inside the apartment.

We both got off the car. I surveyed the area. No other human being could be seen. It was half past seven already.

I opened the door and Davis entered the room and froze in place right then and there.

 

Two guys were sitting on a couch, watching hardcore porn on the television.

Another guy fiddled about a cam, which was attached to a tripod – facing one of the two beds.

A fourth guy just came out of the bathroom, while we entered the whole scene.

All guys were dressed in black. Black boots, black jeans, black t-shirts, black gloves.

Davis seemed to be stunned. He was scared, that all of a sudden four other dudes were here in the same room with him, obviously waiting for his arrival.

I closed the door behind us and greeted the other tops.

 

Both guys on the couch masturbated slowly their cocks while checking Davis out.

The other two guys had also their dicks hauled out of their jeans, but they were only half hard right now.

All the guys had their highest button of the jeans closed, but all the other buttons downwards have been opened and so their dicks were hanging freely, waiting for a hole to appear.

 

“What… is…. this…. all…. about” Davis stammered.

 

“Is this the rape hole you promised us?” one of the guys asked me with greedy eyes.

 

“Man…. my dick is already getting fully set” the guy at the camera looked down and Davis saw how the cock slowly extended to its full 8 inches and rising.

 

“Please…. I am not sure if I can stand that. What is the cam for? Don’t do this to me please” the twink started begging me.

 

Without taking notice of this babbling the guys started putting on black ski masks.

I disguised my face also, as we could see the horror in the young lads eyes.

 

“Start filming…” I said.

 

The cam turned around to the entrance. I grabbed Davis from behind and pulled my right arm firmly over his neck.

Breathing became difficult now.

The two guys from the couch moved closer and started pinching the boys’ nipples severely.

Davis just screamed. I covered his mouth with my big left hand while the guy from the bathroom squeezed the lads’ balls hardly.

 

I bit into Davis left ear - pulled and tore like a mad dog - growling dangerously.

 

“We will destroy you” I hissed to Davis.

 

“Look at this!” the guy crushing the boys’ balls exclaimed.

Davis became rigid and a wet spot appeared in front of his jeans. The poor lad pissed himself out of fear. The cam was recording every second of it.

His white jeans changed the color to yellow, while the piss started wetting his fabrics downwards.

 

The two guys next to the pup started jeering and twisted his nipples brutally now.

 

“You know how to make a guy horny” I whispered into Davis ear.

 

Davis couldn’t help but to sob and piss himself.

He was scared to death

[Guest]

fucking hot!

[elasticmaster]

God I love your stuff! Just seeing your name at the top gave me instant wood. Welcome back. 

[Tdgr]

So hot

[Docebrown]

Great two parts so far. Looks like a hot dirty rape pozzing.

[shinelover]

I don't know why, but as soon as ski masks were mentioned my dick got extra hard! Fuck, I can't wait to read where this is going.

[Scorpion]

No Risk… No Fun…  (Part 3)

 

We watched Davis’ face, as he pissed himself out of fear and distress.

I kept on choking him and enjoyed the way his body reacted.

He tried to free himself, but then the guy kneeling in front of him simply punched at his crotch area, while he was still letting go of his bladder.

We cheered as Davis howled helplessly.

I bumped my cock against his pissed white jeans. Again and again he felt my hard flesh demanding entrance to his fuck hole.

 

The guy behind the camera loved the sheer brutality and grinned demonically. You could see his eyes being slits only and a pearl of white teeth flashed behind his mask.

You could just imagine his whole face being a diabolic grimace.

 

Maybe I pushed a bit too hard on his windpipe, or maybe it was the situation overall, but all of a sudden Davis lost his consciousness.
He stopped struggeling but kept on pissing into his pants.

 

We laughed loudly and continued filming the scene.

As soon as he stopped wetting himself the guy kneeling in front of him told his buddies to lift each of the victims legs up and spread them real wide.

He wanted to punch the guys balls a few times, while he was still dressed in his white jeans.

 

Davis probably felt the pain, because he was moaning while his balls got additional treatment. Soon he got too heavy for us and so we dropped the body unceremoniously.

 

I knelt over the boy and slapped him into his face a few times.

He was breathing normally, but was just hiding inside – I guess.

We knew how we could help him, getting out of his shell and so we took a bucket of cold water and splashed it on the useless trash.

 

*Zooooosh* and there he was – back again.

Looking up he saw us standing next to him. We were surrounding his young body with our cocks dangling from above. Protrouding out of our jeans – showing we were ready to rip his slut ass apart.

 

He started sobbing again immediately and we let him cry and beg us to stop.

 

“Hush…. hush…. it’s okay to cry. Cry for us…. yeah Baby…. I know….. yeah….”

We were all stroking our cocks slowly to the melody of his weeping.

 

“We should concentrate on his slit. He is only a decent sucker. Let’s gag him, before we shred his ass to pieces” I suggested to my fellow gang rapists.

 

“So one after another gets to charge him up?” one of my mates asked me.

 

“That’s the way it works. Let’s fuck this kid up so bad. Let’s pump our strains into him…” I hollered.

 

The guys cheered and high-fived each others.

 

Davis had no idea, what we were talking about, but he was not interested in a rape anymore. He was so afraid, that all five cocks would actually hardcore fuck him.

He begged us to let him go, but this went unheard. Instead I told him to undress himself.

 

“Strip naked bitch” I hissed.

 

And to stress my seriousness, I kicked him hard into his ribs.

 

“Aeeeooooow” he screamed.

 

“Silence I said…. you can cry all you want, but don’t scream out again, or you will regret it” I told him calmly.

 

“Now strip for us!”

 

Two of us hauled the twink in front of two couches and while the table was moved aside we started some slow music, so Davis could actually be a little more artistic for us - while undressing himself.

 

While four of us enjoyed sitting down and watching Davis strip, I stood nearby with my arms crossed and made sure the pup wouldn’t try to reach the door in a favorable moment.

 

“Move your ass while you strip - you lazy bitch!” I shouted.

 

Jamelia’s  song ‘Stop’ played on the radio and gave this atmosphere something special.

Davis removed his t-shirt slowly and held it in front of his body.

I ripped it away from him and told him to play with his nipples.

 

“Twist your nipples you slut” I said coldly.

“Move your body around and dance while you twist your nipples” another cheered.

A third one said he wanted to see Davis lick his lips slowly while watching them.

 

He started to dance, he licked his lips, but he didn’t dare to play with his tits.

“If you don’t start twisting you nipples now, I will rip them off your chest” I told him sadistically.

 

That was all the help he needed. Sometimes I can be quite convincing.

 

Maybe he thought, licking his lips would rescue him.

 

But we wanted…. More….

 

Edited June 13, 2017 by Scorpion

[Scorpion]

On ‎12‎.‎06‎.‎2017 at 4:15 PM, elasticmaster said:

God I love your stuff! Just seeing your name at the top gave me instant wood. Welcome back. 

Thx - it is really nice, that my stories have such an impact on you.

What can I say. I like it rough. IRL also.... just my kind of way.

Edited June 13, 2017 by Scorpion

[rublthlad]

Great start hope there is more

[nkdnick]

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