The Turkish Men Punish Jeff

[bottomboyam]

Jeff Morris was more than a little apprehensive. He was bound tight to a chair in the dungeon of his Daddy Ben and  Daddy Jose’s big apartment on Lakeshore Drive. His golden hair was slightly mussed, and the position he was bound in—arms square behind his back—accentuated his swimmers pecs and tight abs. He was just slightly bigger, but with a lot more definition than he had been when he’d met his daddies—they were strict about his workouts. When Jose had greeted him at the door with a rough kiss and a curt “Follow me, cuntboy” and then led him towards the dungeon,  Jeff knew the time for his punishment had come. 

 

Jeff had began hooking up with his Daddies in the early summer of his 19th year. They were the gardeners for his parents yard, and Jeff had fantasized about having sex with them the minute he saw them, when he was just 13. And now, seven years latter, he was their boy.  They’d had a ceremony, with several other gay leather and kink friends in attendance, and he and they were pledged to one another. They’d also written in Jeff as the heir to their business ventures and Jeff was majoring in business and headed for an MBA to run the businesses and expand them. But Jeff had broken a rule: Jeff was not allowed to do drugs during the college year. And he really wasn’t supposed to do drugs with anyone but his Daddies. But this last year—his junior year—he’d turned 21 and had been feeling the constraint of having strict protocols and rules inside and outside the bedroom (truth be told, he wouldn’t have it any other way in the bedroom, but…). He’d gone out on Saturday with a friend from college and taken an X at Hydrate. There he’d been seen by a friend of his Daddy Ben. That next weekend his Daddy Ben and Daddy Jose introduced him to 10 lashes each of the bullwhip. His skin burned at the memory. But they’d also promised him that he would face more consequences. And clearly that time was now. 

 

Daddy Ben came and said,”it’s time to get you ready.” He shaved of Jeff’s hair into a short buzz cut. He then got him in the shower and cuffed him with his arms and legs spread wide.  Ben cleaned his hole out, really pushing Jeff hard, ignoring his grunts and cries as Ben drove the sure shot deep up inside Jeff’s hole.  Ben then shaved every inch of Jeff’s body, leaving only the hair on the top of his head and his eyebrows. Satisfied the boy was hairless and clean on the inside and put, Ben lubed up a long plug and eased it into Jeff’s hole.  Daddy Jose came in and addressed Ben, “He’s here for him.”  Turning to Jeff, Jose removed Jeff’s cuffs, replacing the ones on his wrists and ankles with thick leather ones with brass fittings stamped with an intricate image of a peacock.  He then put a matching wide collar around Jeff’s neck. Looking into his eyes with a serious expression he said, “Master Omar is in the front room. You will go with him and you will make your Daddies proud by being absolutely obedient to him, you understand, boy?”  Jeff nodded, suddenly afraid, and said softly, “Yes, sir.”

 

They led him to the big front room where an absolute giant of a muscle man stood. Master Omar was at least 6’11” with the broadest shoulders Jeff had ever seen.  He was so big and so muscled, it was almost as if he were a Tom of Finland drawing. He was wearing tight leather pants that showcased his huge thighs and what appeared to be a baseball bat between his legs. He wore an open leather vest, his huge pecs and 8-pack covered in a light layer of dark fur. 

 

“Do you like what you see pretty boy?” Master Omar smirked, his voice so deep it sent chills up Jeff’s spine. Jeff was already erect from the excitement of seeing this gorgeous muscle man, precum dripping copiously out of his shaved cock.  Jeff practically moaned, “Oh yes, sir, I do.”  “Good, because you will be serving me and my twin brother, Master Abdull, for the next four days,” Master Omar said, a hard wicked smile on his face, “All our other slaves will be performing only their domestic duties, as well as keeping you cleaned up and ready for service.  You will serve as our only outlet for our sexual desires boy.  And I assure you, our appetites are insatiable.”  

 

He then stepped up to the boy and cuffed Jeff’s arms together in front of his stomach, and led Jeff by the leash down the penthouse’s private elevator to a big Mercedes van with black windows. Opening the back door, he revealed that the back two seats had been removed and in its place was a rubber-covered mat with various places to affix restraints and ties. He reached in a produced a thick blindfold which he affixed efficiently around Jeff’s eyes. Now unable to see, Jeff’s sense of smell was heightened, and he began uncontrollably leaking precum as he smelled the giant man’s scent. Omar laughed, and drew the smaller boy into his armpit, Jeff immediately started sniffing and licking the hairy pitt like a dog in heat. “Oh pretty boy, my brother and I are going to have so much fun with you,” Omar laughed. 

 

Omar removed the plug that was in Jeff and handed it back to the boy’s Daddies. He then eased a larger one that immediately started vibrating in Jeff’s hole, causing him to quake and jump. He tied the boy down spreadeagled on his back, and restrained his body with a series of tight leather straps. Jeff had no idea how long they travelled, but it was at least a couple of hours. 

 

When the van finally stopped, Jeff heard the back door open and felt a rush of cool hair.  He felt the big man efficiently undoing the straps and loosening his cuffs.  He was picked up as if he were a feather and gently stood upright, and the buzzing in his ass finally ceased. It was immediately replaced though with his nearly constant, innate desire to be fucked. Omar addressed someone he couldn’t see, “Take the boy to your rooms and make sure he is prepared for presentation to us. Make sure he knows the correct way to kneel when he’s not needed.”  Jeff was lead by the leash across what was probably a driveway, the concrete cool against his bare feet. “There are four steps up,” a gentle voice said, and the unseen man helped him climb them. He was lead into what was probably a house—he could hear quiet murmuring of voices, all male, and the sounds of housework. He was lead down a long hall and then he felt the cold of a tile floor. His blindfold was removed. 

 

Standing in front of him was an older twink, probably 35, his body in gorgeous shape with a highly defined musculature rather like his own. He wore gold rings in his nipples and a big gold PA in his circumcised cock, his big balls drooped unnaturally, clearly having been stretched over many years. Around his neck was a peacock stamped collar like the one Jeff wore, but this one was clearly a dress item, with gold studs interspersed with small diamonds. His entire body from the top of his head was completely hairless, including his eyebrows. “I am Ezekiel,” the man said, traces of an accent gave the name an edge. “I have been in the service of my Masters for 15 years and I manage the household. I will see that you please them in your appearance,” the man said softly, “I know that you are here to be punished, but be aware, my Masters are addictive.  After they come here once, most submissives crave their bodies and cruelty and massive cocks again and again.  I predict your Daddies will let you come back as a reward from time to time.”  Jeff lowered his head, blushing at the memory of his reaction to Master Omar’s scent. Ezekiel smiled, “I see it’s already happening, the next four days will be hard for you, though, for with their pleasure always comes pain.” Ezekiel put Jeff in the shower, and bathed him, inspecting him for any strays hairs which he efficiently shaved away using a sandelwood scented oil.  Satisfied the boy was smooth, Ezekiel gently cleaned him out again throughly, and then had him bend over where he used a tube of thick lube to lube Jeff’s hole deep. 

 

Ezekiel lead Jeff, blindfolded and back in the cuffs and collar, and then stopped in front of a door. “I suspect my Masters have prepared a little demonstration of your life for the next four days,” he said, amusement and affection leaking though his tone, “They can be incorrigible show offs, but they truly are amazing.”  With that he pushed the door open and lead Jeff into a room where the sounds of hard sex were filling the air. Ezekiel had Jeff kneel and bow his head in the waiting position he’d been taught. He removed the blindfold and Jeff hear him leave the room. Jeff sensed someone approaching and a pair of massive feet appeared, big rough hands gently lifted his face to look at the man in front of him. 

 

“I am Master Abdul,” the giant man said, his voice a deep accented bass that sent erotic thrills down his spine. Jeff knelt there, his mouth open with lust and precum dripping on the mat below.  He could hear moans and little screams and grunts behind the big man, but he was so large and he was facing a direction where he couldn’t really see what was going on. Abdul was as tall as his brother with the same massive hairy body, but Jeff was seeing the biggest cock he’d ever seen.  Abdul was rock hard, his cock maybe slightly less thick around than his Daddy Jose’s but it was by far biggest dick Jeff had ever seen that wasn’t made of silicone. It must have been 14 or 15 inches long, a giant spiked PA went through the enormous head and then the entire underside of the monster sported a Jacob’s ladder, with barbells with really one normal size ball and one really large ball on each end, the large balls and small balls alternated, Jeff honestly couldn’t wait to ride that cock and feel how those balls felt in his hole, even if it hurt. 

 

Abdul smiled, it wasn’t the first time he’d seen that reaction from a submissive pussyboy, “You are as beautiful as my brother said, little boy,” Abdul said, “You ready to be punished by me and my brother, little pussboy?”  Jeff shivered and looked into the man’s dark eyes, “Yes, Master, I hope to provide you with much pleasure.”  “My brother and I are just finishing up with another guest,” Abdul said turning Jeff’s body to the left, “We will be with you in a moment.”

 

The spectacle or “demonstration” the men had displayed was jaw-dropping. A young man—maybe 23 or 24–was suspended from the ceiling.  He was a slightly older version of Jeff, golden hair cut short, but his body was phenomenal. The strain of the position was making every vein pop, his definition out of this world.  Jeff knew he had a good body, and he was more muscular and defined now that he followed his Daddy’s Jose strict diet and workout schedule, yet this boys body was next level. 

 

The state of the young body was also next level. his skin, which on his face looked golden like Jeff’s, was bright red all over, covered in the signs of strapping, caning, and the clear line of heavy bull whipping with faintly healing red spots where the whip had drawn blood. Jeff could see marks on his arms indicating the boy had been slammed, multiple times. His hole was gaping open, puffy and wide, drizzling a constant stream of cum and lube, and occasionally trying to wink closed. Omar stood in front of the swinging boy, his cock dripping with lube and the boys ass juices.  Omar’s cock was very nearly  identical to his brothers monster, but if anything, it looked very slightly thicker and maybe, if that were even possible, longer. “What do you need, boy,” he demanded.  The boy opened his eyes, and Jeff saw that they were black with need, “Please, please, use me Master, possess me, sir.”  Jeff knew, from watching videos of himself, exactly how the boy felt. He’d seen himself beg like that.   Omar appeared in Jeff’s vision, his huge balled fist dripping with a white lube, and he shoved the first into the boy. The boy’s hole easily accepted the monster, but his entire body went rigid and he screamed as Omar’s fist went mid-forearm deep into the boy. 

 

The twins alternated fisting the boy for probably 20 minutes, the young man writhing and groaning and begging them to stop and them begging them for more. They fisted the boy deeper and deeper, until his hole was stretched wide around their huge arms right before the elbow. Clearly, Jeff thought, this was a repeat of something the boy had already done. When then put the young man on his hands and knees, he was practically vibrating with needy bottom lust, and started begging to be fucked. Jeff noticed that he kept his position perfect, face on the padded floor, back arched, and that he used his hands to open his ass wide, his destroyed hole farting out air the men’s abuse had jammed inside him. So they alternated fucking him brutally slamming into his hole from all angles.  When Abdul took a turn the lube slowly started turning pink. He kept it up for a minute more and pulled out giving his brother Omar a go. 

 

 Master Abdul stood in front of Jeff. “As my brother told you, we have prodigious appetites which you will fulfill beyond the best of your abilities this week. You have no safeword here and we will not stop just because you are in pain,” he stated matter-of-factly, “Your daddies have set a few limits, and athough giving a disobedient boy like you any concern is not our way with our boys, we respect your daddies as the owners of your body and will not breach them.”  Stepping forward with the giant hard cock in Jeff’s face, he commanded “Your service starts now, make my cock squeaky clean, slave.”

 

After Jeff cleaned the man’s cock with his tongue, the faint layer of blood metallic on his tongue, he did his best to suck the huge cock. He could get about 1/3 of it in his throat, but not much more. Master Abdul stopped him and lifted his face, “Later, when we have given you drugs we will allow poppers and you will learn to take all of both our cocks,” he promised, “But you will be sober the first time we fuck you—we want to see how deep is your hunger with no enhancements first. “ While Jeff was trying to the impossible task of getting the giant tool down his throat, he heard the sound of fucking stop. He heard a gentle bass voice, talking soothingly, and then a small bell ring. Omar  came to stand by his brother, his giant cock dripping and now red with blood.  “The boys hole is finished,” he told his brother.

 

Abdul stopped Jeff’s sucking abruptly, and pulled out until his cock filled Jeff’s mouth.  “Drink,”he said, and Jeff’s throat pulsed as he drank a giant load of piss. Jeff did the same for Omar, cringing slightly at the taste of blood that coated the man’s giant fuckstick.  He sucked him for a while and then when the man had given him a second load of piss he pulled back. Jeff assumed the position he’d been taught, head bowed and ass resting on his ankles, hands still cuffed behind him. “Good boy,” Abdul said, ruffling his short hair like he was petting a dog. 

 

Abdul led him over, pushing his head down so he walked with it bowed in submission and had him kneel down on his knees, head still bowed and hands still behind him. He heard rustling around and one of the men placed a pair of very painful tit clamps on him.   Someone then kicked his knees apart, big cock swinging in his face, still  covered in his saliva—still Master Abdul then—placed a parachute on his balls and hung enough weight that he groaned. 

 

Abdul walked a few feet and it sounded like he was sitting down. “Raise your head, pretty pussy,” one of the twins commanded. Jeff looked up and his heart raced. He was terrified of the pain these men were going to cause him but fuuuuuck they were hot. They sat on identical carved chairs with thick black leather cushions.  Each man set forward on the seat in a comfortable recline, their legs and feet relaxed on long padded rests. Their big cocks were only partially hard, still swelled up as if ready for sex but hanging down, with their huge muscled glutes partially visible. Jeff moaned with lust as he realized the entire setup was so they could relax in complete comfort as a boy sucked on his masters asshole, worshiped his legs and feet, or gagged on his Masters giant cock. 

 

“Did you enjoy our piss, boy?,” Abdul asked. “I love your piss, Master,” Jeff replied truthfully.  “You will not love everything that we demand of you, I assure you, you will experience much pain,” Master Omar said, “But I am sure a bottom slut like you will enjoy most of it, even the pain.  Are you a bottom slut and a pain pig?”  “I have been a bottom slut my entire life, Master,” Jeff said, and then he shivered and his face looked ashamed, “But my daddies have showed me that my inner nature also craved pain.”  Omar then said, “You will be used and given far more agony here than you’ve ever experienced, beyond what your pain pig nature can comprehend, because you are being punished for your unfaithfulness to the covenant you made with the two men who love you more than anything in the world.”  Jeff turned red with shame and tears welled up in his eyes.  “They made a covenant with you, sealed with a ring, made you the heir to their multimillion dollar fortune, gave you a sure path to being the CEO of a very successful company, and you repay them by breaking the simplest of the rules they asked of you.  What was the rule you broke, you unfaithful slut?” Jeff was now crying, the way Omar said it he sounded like a terrible person.  “I did drugs on a school weekend, Master, and without my Daddies permission, even though I knew it was wrong.”  Abdul walked around behind him and he felt him tugging on his balls. Omar reached down and slapped Jeff’s face so hard he felt blood well on his lip. He spoked sternly, “And how did you do on the history midterm you had the next week?”  “I got a B-, Master,”. Jeff said, still catching his breath from the pain. “And what is your normal grade on your college coursework?” Abdul said, now towering over Jeff next to his brother,  both their cocks rising as they humiliated the boy.  “I am a straight A student, Master.”  With that Abdul slapped his other cheek several times till Jeff was seeing stars. “And did you tell your daddies what you done and beg them for forgiveness? Omar demanded.  “No, Master.,” Jeff replied softly. “Such an unfaithful boy,” Abdul said, “We are here to see that the costs of being unfaithful to your Daddies is seared on your body with remembered pain, you unfaithful cunt.  When you scream remember it was you that did this.”

 

The men returned to their seats. Omar spoke, “The beautiful boy you just saw us using has been coming to be used by us at least twice a year since he was 18.  He is slave to a famous Hollywood director and a professional dancer.”  Jeff realized now where the definition of that body came from. Abdul continued the story, his deep voice resonating throughout Jeff’s own body, “He, too, broke one of the basic rules of his relationship and so he was sent to us for punishment.  His master noticed that when he was allowed to pleasure himself, he very often jacked off and rode dildos to footage of his time with us.  Like so many others, he was addicted to us.”  “He comes to us at least twice a year, either as a reward or a punishment. This time was a punishment, so we used him especially hard,” Omar said. Jeff swallowed hard, his eyes wide.  “Does that scare you, boy?” Omar said with a dark smile, “be honest, none of your unfaithful lies.”  Jeff swallowed again, his body shaking a little. He squared his shoulder and spoke honestly and confidently, “It does scare me sir, but I am sorry I let my daddies down and prepared to pay the price. They are center of my world and I hate myself for not being truthful with them.”  The big men returned to their chairs and sat down, Jeff kneeled with his head bowed, he heard one of the men snap his fingers and someone—he had no idea anyone else was in the room—swiftly unsnapped his cuffs and fine-fingered hands moved his arms to hang at his sides. One of the men spoke, “Go done to the floor with chest nearly against the floor and your back arched, turn your head to the side”. Jeff complied.  “Now crawl to us begging us to use you.”  As he started crawling he realized they had snapped something heavy to his the chain running from his balls. He groaned in pain, but he crawled slowly forward without stopping. Begging them, to use him, to hurt him, to make him pay for his unfaithfulness.  When he reached a point where he was almost at their chairs, they stopped him.  He was between the two men. They commanded him to serve Abdul so he crawled the weight pulling even more painfully as he shifted direction. 

 

He served the men with his mouth for what felt like hours. First he serviced their assholes, one by one, his tongue at full length inside the musty tunnels.  Their scent and their manliness were so alluring that  his ass involuntarily arched with his deep need to be fucked.  When one of them would tire, he would slap that top of his head and he would drag the weight—he saw that it was a brick—and service the other man. After a long time of this they commanded he service their cocks. It was impossible to take their cocks more than halfway, and the big PAs (big round rings, they had removed the spiked ones at some point) and the big alternating balls on the lengths of their dicks made it even more difficult. But for a true blue bottom slut  like Jeff, it was heaven and he tried his best. After a while, they began having him alternate, jacking  their big cocks and moaning with pleasure as his worshiped between their huge glutes. 

 

Finally the twins could wait no longer. Jeff’s tongue was in Abdul’s hole when he felt strong arms pick him up and hold him upright, suddenly pulling him upright with one swift motion until the brick was suspended from his balls, Omar laughing as Jeff’s arms flailed clawing at the air and he screamed from the sudden all encompassing pain. Abdul stood up his cock jutting out and he swiftly removed the tit clamps and punched Jeff in the abdomen hard, his swimmers eight pack twisting in pain, his body doubling up and drawing the brick up swinging, Jeff’s mouth open in a silent howl. The minute he relaxed back down, Abdul did it again.  He did this five times until Jeff was sobbing and screaming at the same time. After giving the boy a minute, and his screams turned to deep moans Omar crouched down around him, holding Jeff aloft with one hand, and he swiftly released the parachute.  Jeff’s felt a sharp pain again as the pressure on his balls was released, he started to scream and almost hiccuped from a the fresh pain of Omar’s giant hand wrapped tightly around his tedticles.  Omar lifted the boy by his balls, and held him in front of him, Jeff screaming at the top of his lungs while he body sagged. After what felt like an eternity to Jeff—it was about a minute, Abdul stepped forward and put one of his big hands under the boy ass, raising it just slightly, so that the pressure was relieved a tiny bit. With his other hand he raised the boys head, turning it to him. “Punishment, boy.”

 

Omar carried him by the balls, Abdul providing a little support over to a padded table. Once they got to the table Omar helped him above it, the boys screaming resumed.  He suddenly dropped the boy onto the padded surface shouting “Punishment, boy,”. Jeff lay there for a second, still screaming, then his  body curled into a fetal position, involuntarily grabbing at his balls, and the tears flowed.  The twins remained impassive, and Abdul arranged  a small triangular cushion to position the boy’s hole for their cocks. Omar rolled him onto his back and while Abdul grabbed his waist and positioned his ass where they wanted it Omar cuffed the boys to the table, pulling his arms above his head tight. Abdul, meanwhile, cuffed his legs to straps hanging from the dungeon ceiling. Omar  put a big immobilizing belt around the boys waist and then walked around to his ass. Jeff felt the table lower, giving a low electric hum, as they positioned his hole precisely to the best height for their cocks.

 

Omar came around and put his armpit over Jeff face, and Jeff breathed in and began licking eagerly. “I am going to fuck you first, with my bigger cock, because we want you to remember how much you love being stretched by our cocks,” Omar stated, deep voice purring with the anticipation of a great fuck, “You will get no poppers—you must prove how much you want this by opening your hole yourself, do you understand?”   Jeff raised his ass slightly—the straps didn’t allow for much movement, he answered, his voice muffled by the big man’s pit, “Yes, Master, I will do everything I have in me to give you pleasure.”  “Good,” Omar said, walking back towards the boys hole.  He positioned himself between the boys legs, slapping at the boys tightly bound balls.  He reached underneath the boy and pulled the plug out, and Jeff began the first of many rides on the biggest cock he would ever be fucked by. 

 

Omar was  surprisingly gentle with him at first—letting his hole open relatively slowly. He was still demanding, and constantly quested to own more of the boys hole. Things began to get very difficult for Jeff the deeper the big man’s cock went. After the first eight inches went in, it got very hard to accommodate the big cock, all of its jewelry, and the PA. Jeff was moaning and panting and groaning, arching his back as much as his bondage would allow. But there was no stopping Omar, and finally the last 1/2 inch slid into the panting 21-year old. He held it there and enjoyed one of his favorite views in the world—a gorgeous blonde twink feeling what it was like to take his enormous dick for the first time. The boy was so nearly free of abdominal fat, that he could see the bulge as his big cock moved organs out of the way. 

 

They both fucked him gently at first. Omar slowly increased the pace to a level what Jeff’s Daddy Bill called lovemaking sex. Then he switched places with Abdul, who had installed a very thick PA with a very big ball. it made it almost like Omar hadn’t opened him up, and so Abdul got to see him writhe and moan when he fucked him for the first time. They gently fucked him for a while, slowly increasing the speed until they were able to rough fuck him hard. Jeff was lost in his own world, his mind lost in a cloud of pleasure as he experienced two of the best fucks he’d ever had at the same time. 

 

Once they cut loose, fucking his hole at all angles and it started really turning into a loose pussy, the brother who wasn’t fucking him started torturing his balls. Then they sounded him—something he’d never done sober—and fuck it hurt at first. Once they were able to get a thick sound down his cock, keeping it hard and stretched, one twin whipped his cock while the other twin fucked him harder and harder. Abdul especially seemed to love whipping his cock, and finally he brought over a thin piece of metal wire which he used to bring searing pain as it sliced through the sir onto the tender skin of the boys cock. Immobilized, Jeff could do nothing, he was helpless against the onslaught of feelings. No one had ever used him this hard unless he was high, and it was hard to find the pleasure through all the pain.  After several hours of this—Jeff felt like it was a lifetime—both men came in him. Each of them shouted and released what seemed like several days of pent up sperm in his hole. 

[JeffSLmmPigDadd]

Nice start!

[TaKinGDeePanal]

First mention of Jeff and his HOT daddies: 

 

[bottomboyam]

When Omar and Abdul were done fucking the boy, they each came and stood beside his head on the narrow table. “Get our cocks clean boy,” Omar said, releasing Jeff’s hands and his upper body from his bonds. Jeff eagerly turned to each giant satisfied prick. “Your daddies and all the other men who’ve fucked you are not wrong, pretty cunt, you are class double A perfect fuck,” Abdul said, sighing as he stopped Jeff’s sucking and began feeding him a post-fuck piss, the flavors of semen, and piss mixing with unmistakable harshness of methpiss.  As Jeff realized what he was tasting he realized the men had started partying and he didn’t even know it, that must explain their increasing uncontrollable drive. Right as he realized it he felt Omar’s huge hand, folded into the crane position gently slide into his hole. He arched his back sharply—Abdul laughed above him, “We  got you pretty open but that was meant to remind you of who’s boss.” Moments later the hand opened and began stuffing a really giant amount of Tina all around his hole, the hand so big it took almost no effort for the expert fister to push what felt like half of the tina up into his second hole, spreading fire and need in equal measure. 

 

Once Omar felt Jeff’s hole pulse around his huge hand with need as all the Tina was absorbed, he moved  his finger into one of the intermediate positions between folded crane (the smallest) and squared fist (the largest) and cruelly yanked his hand out of Jeff’s spasming hole. Jeff’s screamed loudly, his body jerking and spasming and his hole prolapsing a bit. Omar smiled and leaned over, “Never had that done with a fist that big I take it?” Looking into the boys eyes, already starting to cloud with the desire to have Omar do that again, he smirked “Don’t worry boy, before tonight’s over you will take our squared fist elbow deep in and out of that hungry boy pussy.”  Jeff begged him, “Please Master, use me.”  Omar stood up and took the cock whip and whipped the boy’s hole closed. He then took a plug slightly larger than his fist and shoved it in one go inside the boy. 

 

Over the next two hours they tortured the boy. They bound him to a pole, his hole throbbing around the huge plug, and stepped on his balls with their huge feet. They punched him the stomach, repeatedly, barely letting him catch his breath between increasingly hard punches.  The strung him hanging by his arms and weighted his balls, until he was screaming in pain.  After an hour, Abdul abruptly removed the plug, and repeated what Omar had done, go inside the boy’s hole gently, deliver a massive dose of Tina, wait to see it begin to be absorbed and pull out a bigger fist. At that point, Jeff was in so much pain he didn’t even now which torture was causing it. After about 20 minute they took a few weights  off and attached cruel clamps with thin metal needles which almost—but not quite—pierced his skin. They proceeded to beat him with straps, belts, and floggers. From time to time they would stop, and they would alternate yanking the plug out, shoving their hand in one size and delivering a big load of Tina, and then pull it out with their hand slightly bigger. Each time they did this they made them hand going in slightly more of a fist and the one coming out an even bigger fist, giving him only two chances of getting used to it before making it hurt more all over again. He lost track of the number of times they did this and had no sense of how high he was. All he knew was that each time they did it, it started making him want them to hurt him more. 

 

Finally, they caned him all over until his body was covered in painful red stripes, blood just about to break the surface. Then Abdul showed him fresh cut birch switches, and they used those on him for probably  20 minutes as he howled in pain. The switches brought some of the welts from the caning up even higher and small specks of blood began to appear. Finally they stopped and removed all the weights from his balls. They stood on each side of him, squeezing him between their giant bodies. “Feel how much effort we put into punishing you boy,” he said as they each raised their arms and rubbed his face and head all over their sweaty pits and shoulders. They then kissed him, each of them cupping one of his bruised asscheeks with their hands, both men sticking their tongues down his throat, as if to consume him entirely. They alternated this for a while until he felt them each send three fingers on opposite sides of his hole. Jeff put his head back and groaned as the hands entered his hole. When the fingers were buried almost to the root they began to slow pull his hole apart away from the big plug. Jeff began panting and groaning—the men were so strong it was like they were using a speculum on him.  As they stretched the big plug inside him began to fall out slowly. Jeff spasmed and bucked but they kept their hands in place, stretching him open. He could feel cool air inside his hole. At some point he started screaming, and he heard Abdul whisper in his ear, “Punishment.”  And the moment he said that both men pulled harder snd harder until Jeff screamed, the big plug fell out, and then Jeff passed out from the pain

[SlampaBay]

Even better/hotter/wilder/sicker than the first part.   Thank you.

[bottomboyam]

Jeff came to consciousness strapped into a sling, his arms were free enough that he could operate a poppers sniffer, but not reach his tits. His tits were now wearing regular alligator clips. He could see and feel that his body was very sore all over, although someone had rubbed an ointment all over him that soothed a little. His asshole throbbed in time to the beat around yet another big plug. Dark trance music played and he could hear the sounds of porn on the several screens around the room. His eyes focused on one screen and saw himself, tied in a sling, getting punched by Daddy Ben’s  big balled fist. He almost didn’t recognize himself in the video, but he rembered those moments well, his pussy throbbing with hunger around the plug. 

 

Noticing he was awake, Abdul got up from the low leather sofa set up again the wall where he and Omar and been watching and jacking their hard cocks.  He reached over and showed him a yellow enema bag. “This is chempiss collected from sex parties and sex clubs all over Chicago, and all of our chempiss that didn’t got directly in your mouth or ass earlier,” he said, “Enjoy the ride—and don’t worry we dissolved a few extra shards in it to make sure you get a full dose.”  He then pulled the big plug out of Jeff’s hole and threaded the thin tube inside the boy hole.  The boy slowly opened around the questing tube until Abdul could tell that it was as far it would go. It was very deep, 18.5 inches according the depth marker on the tube. He released the flood and filled the boy full from that depth until his second chamber, he then filled the boys first and second chamber with all that remained. Within seconds of this process starting he could tell the boy was feeling it, his eyes going black from dilated pupils and his body squirming. He spanked the boy to make the hole close as he removed the tube. He then inserted a tube connected to a small air pump, into the boys second hole and followed this with a wide but relatively flat plug.  He then gave the boy pumps of air to force the piss deeper and make him wider.  He did this as the boy groaned, and when he went rigid and gasping he stopped. He held the boy at that point for several moments until he saw the hunger take over and he released the valve so a bit of the air could escape—they didn’t want to rapture anything, just get the boy wide open. He then wired up his cock and balls and put it on a steadily increasing program that went just a few steps into the shouting pain level. This made the boy twist and turn, and caused the piss to slosh around and deliver a fresh payload of fire to the boy’s colon. 

 

After about 30 minutes, Omar came over and gave Jeff’s genitals a punishing series of increasingly hard jolts.  He then played with the settings for a while, increasing the setting that caused the boy to scream each time. Finally, he stopped and pumped the boys hole several pumps passed where Abdul had gotten—the Tina was opening the boy up well. Once the boy went rigid, at about six beyond what Abdul had done. He gave him three more until until the boy was crying. He held the boy there for three minutes, enjoying the look of the boy alternating between pain and a desire for stretching. He then released a good bit of air and pumped the boy’s hole back up to desperation and then down again. After doing this several times- Jeff was panting but still moving his body like he needed a fuck—Omar set the electrical on a very painful level and pumped the boy up hard at the same time. The boy went rigid and he gave him two more pumps. The boy started screaming.  Omar let him scream for a minute then gave him one more pump while raising the level of the electrical to max. Within seconds Jeff was begging “Please, Master, please Master.”  Omar responded with two more pumps causing Jeff to howl. 

 

When Abdul heard Jeff begging, he came over,  his cock hard as a rock. They held the twink in this state of unbearable pain for four minutes in total. They first let the air out of his hole, but his beautiful eightpack cramped and twisted as if still stretched.  They then removed the electro wires and Jeff lay their panting. But the huge amount of Tina that had been drive deeper and deeper into his body already began to make him writhe with lust. “We must fuck him, brother,” Abdul said, “I need to use him now.” Omar nodded and smiled.  Abdul got between the boys legs and slapped Jeff hard to get his attention. “You want our big cocks, boy?”  Jeff was barely coherent, but he immediately started begging, “Fuck me forever, master, fuck me forever.” Abdul popped the dildo out, release a gush of piss, and then he penetrated the boy to the root, driving piss out of the boys hole but also deeper than any chems had ever been inside Jeff.  Abdul settled in for a hard fuck, the floor of the dungeon becoming increasingly wet as piss dripped down Abdul’s huge bull balls. 

 

They both fucked him for a while, and finally they picked Jeff up and made him let out all the remaining piss. Everybody showered together, and they gave the boy a few big water enemies, filling him with more and more each time. Each time they filled him to the point where he was groaning from pain, they made him hold it a minute. They did this several times, mostly just for their general enjoyment of seeing Jeff suffer. They finally relented and Abdul picked Jeff up and put him back into the sling. Some of their slaves and been into the room while they were showering and everything was spick and span. They had set up a big toy chest, with all sizes and shapes of dildos and plugs, and a huge tub of lubricant. A small leather box lay open, full of pre-measured doses of Tina in small doses, and a couple of dozen points, all clearly marked with the dosage.  There was a smaller squeeze bottle of lube marked “Pussy Hunger” with a photograph of a trashed boycunt under it.  Jeff smiled: Tina spiked lube.  Next to that was another big closed box that Jeff assumed was more Tina. 

 

Abdul handled him a small capsule and a small bottle of Gatorade.  “That’s some of the finest ecstasy from Amsterdam and a small dose of GHB to wash it down.” Jeff smiled, and said “Thank you, Master,” and immediately swallowed the pill and chugged the GHB. Both men came and made out with him together, whispering about how they were going to trash his cunt and send him to paradise. Abdul went down to the boys hole, which by this point was twitching with desire. He picked up the squeeze bottle of laced lube and shoved it into the boys hole and squeezed a huge amount of it in Jeff’s gaping hole. He turned to Omar and said, “Call and tell Ezekiel to make two more batches this size, please brother.  I want to trash this hole.”

 

And trash his hole they did.  They spent very little time opening him before they started moving around in the boys hole, making it wider and questing deeper.  They didn’t go too crazy, though.  They made sure Jeff was feeling the stretch and were extremely demanding but they weren’t particularly brutal based on what Jeff had experienced from his own Daddies and their friends. 

 

After about 90 minutes, while Omar was being really demanding on depth, pushing the boy to take his crane-shaped fist up to 3/4s of the way to the elbow. He then looked to Abdul, and said “Now, brother, unleash the boy’s beast.” Abdul efficiently unbound the boys right arm and pulled it out straight.  Jeff, well- trained pig that he was made a fist.  Abdul quickly food a vein and showing expertise from years of pointing boys, he quickly registered blood and sent a 1/4 gram dose into the boy. Jeff coughed loudly, and immediately chanted “Destroy me, Master, please.” Abdul felt the boys hole open up and he slid into the boy nearly to the elbow. 

 

Now they did go brutal, while Jeff begged them for more. They were soon punching him elbow deep with their fists in a smaller shape. Once he got opened and comfortable, they increased their brutality, going in with a small fist but pulling out with a full square fist. Jeff was in pig heaven, his head thrashing and riding the waves of pain and pleasure. 

 

After a couple of hours, they  fed the boy’s hole a 1/4 gram vial, Omar shoving it in with a full square fist and dumping as much if it all around the boys pussy as deep as he could go. They then doubled him, moving quickly from a flat hand to a joined fist.  Jeff couldn’t take this smoothly, and perched with it half way in, panting and groaning, they kept pushing and told him to huff big huffs of his poppers. As the poppers kicked in the boy’s cunt opened and the joining fist entered. Jeff gave a small scream and panted. The men slowly pushed in, not stopping until the hole stopped, the boys hole was tight as a drum around the huge diameter of their joined forearms. Omar smiled at his brother and said “Now,” and both he and his brother slipped two finger into the boy’s stretched hole.  Jeff groaned and then moaned even more loudly as more of the massive pair of arms entered him. They were persistent and demanding, and almost got to the elbow. When it became clear that, as much as Jeff clearly wanted it, his hole wouldn’t stretch more, the joined fists began fucking him, increasing the speed until it was a full joined punch and Jeff was screaming in ecstasy. 

 

Their brutality increased five fold, now that the boy was open. One of them would torture the boys cock, balls, and tits while the other one brutally punched him. Jeff was so high he relished the abuse and begged for more. When each of the men was able to punch fuck him to the elbow, the joined their first together and stretched him past the elbow, until his hole was tight around their combined elbow. They pushed him hard and the two elbows went inside. This brought the boy to awareness and he screamed. They stayed completely still until he started fucking himself on the huge mass of joined arms. 

 

They fisted him for eight hours, and when they tired of this, Omar got him out of the sling and carried him, fisting the young twink the entire time, over to a more comfortable padded gyno chair. Abdul secured his wrists and arms comfortable but immobile. This next bit of assplay was intended to cause the boy pain, and so he would only get poppers when one of them wanted him to have them. Omar secured his ankles and legs and adjusted it so the boy’s hole was at a comfortable arm height and admired the boys trashed boycunt. 

 

Omar  made a wide square fist and brutally shoved it in.  He then punch fucked  Jeff hard, going deeper and deeper relentlessly while his brother adjusted straps to give the boy’s body some play of movement. He got to his shoulder and stopped, Jeff panting and groaning loudly, he the pushed forward slowly but firmly until he was buried shoulder deep in the pig. “Send him to paradise, brother,” he said, and Abdul quickly gave the boy the largest slam of the night, nearly 1/2 gram. After the boy coughed and Abdul felt his hole turn hungry he pushed forward hard, burying his huge shoulder until the boy’s cunt was tickled by his pubes.  He punched the boy at this depth for quite a while, Jeff turning again into a mess of pain and desire. 

 

While Omar further trashed the boys cunt, Abdul set up to do the thing he liked best. He loved to torture boys deep in their holes by using all manner of very firm or hard depth toys, and long toys with all sorts of dificult or painful bumps, spikes, or ridges.  The boys almost perceived it as torture at first, but by the point  he did this they were so fucked up that they begged him not to stop. 

 

When Omar tired of deep fisting the boy, he motioned for Abdul to have his turn. Jeff’s hole was even more trashed now, hanging open and wet, his regularly pumped asslips ragged. He started with a specially prepared toy. It was thin depth trainer with all kinds of ridges, hollow and small bumps. The entire thing—ever ridge and hollow was coated with finely ground Tina. Abdul splipped the toy in, careful to keep it running in one direction as it delivered its payload from its highest points.  He was relentless and slowly pushed it well past Jeff’s limits.  Jeff had long ago went rigid, his entire hole burning, but Abdul didn’t stop until he got to the base, a ball of silicone about the double the size of a baseball, covered in spiky silicon. He shoved the thing in one brutal push, sending the boy screaming for a brief few seconds. Once the boy calmed down, he starting twisting the ball and its very long tail buried deep in Jeff’s guts. This movement caused the entire toy to deposit Tina deeper than the boy had ever experienced. Within minutes the boy was being punched fucked by the brutal ball while Jeff just begged to be used. 

 

Abdul  used increasingly stiffer and more difficult toys on the boy, his tears and begging for mercy made Abdul’s cock increasingly hard. The play followed a predictable cycle, as Jeff experienced new sensations deeper than he ever had, he would first perceive it as pain. But slowly the Tina hunger would awaken and he would be begging for more. Once he got a particularly brutal hard silicone toy covered in tennis sized balls buried in the boy (it took 20 minutes, it caused so much pain), Abdul left it there as the boy started relaxing around the toy and begging to be fucked. He then grabbed two of his toys that had most boys begging almost right away. There were two version of this toy, one larger than the other. They were a series of irregular metal shapes attached to a thin flexible but still rigid lengths. The were covered with small pumps and whirls and every other one had a small area of blunt spikes. He coated the toys in lube and an enormous amount of Tina. 

 

As Abdul intended, Jeff started begging for him to stop after the first three entered his hole. The toys had very little give and forced his colon to line up. Abdul knew the boy could take it—Omar’s arm didn’t bend eíther and he had taken it to the shoulder. The smaller one was just bicep deep length. But Omar’s arm wasn’t coated in ridges and spikes nor did it contain a Tina burn. Abdul  worked slowly and carefully, but he was relentless—the minute he sensed Jeff’s hole opening up he went for it. After the first one was all in, he popped his fist in and slowly pushed the toy until the last square was in the boys second hole, stretched around the thing. Now  he gently twisted the thing, and Jeff screamed as he felt the scraping of his skin and the Tina still lodged all around started entering his bloodstream. Within seconds he was begging “Please, more, Master.”  So Abdul gently fucked him, still twisting and turning for a few minutes. He then removed his hand and just slightly too fast he pulled the thing out in one way. 

 

While Omar gave the boy several big huffs of poppers and then stood by with more poppers ready, Abdul recoated the second one with a second layer of Tina. He had been given leeway to destroy the boy entirely. The larger toy was about as long as his arm, about as deep as Omar’s shoulder. But it ended in a chain mail glove glistening with lube and Tina. He was able to be a little rougher with the boy—the boy’s need to help in the destruction of his own hole was strong.  Abdul pushed a little faster, and would get different shapes in and fuck the boy gently before going in. He went rigid at about the depth of the smaller toy and Abdul slowed way down. He got Jeff to open his cunt for another two difficult box-shaped bumps, when he squeezed a bulb connected to a thin tube that ran the center of the custom toy. A small door popped open at the top of the toy and small river of lube laced wih a quarter gram of Tina flowed out. Once he felt the need and hunger register, and the boy’s hole opened with fresh desire, he indicated “Poppers brother.” As Jeff started on his third hit he increased the pressure and the boy hole opened deeper and the final shape went in. Without missing a best Abdul twist gently and the toys delivered a fresh load of Tina from the depth of Abdul’s shoulder all along Jeff ‘s colon to the outer chamber. The Tina entered his bruised and swollen veins deep in his hole, and Abdul increased the roughness, Jeff’s beautiful face twisting, alternating between pain and pleasure. “Double poppers, brother” he said. And as the boy was flying on his eight hit in that set Abdul pushed his square first  covered in chain mail in, driving the toy deeper. 

 

Jeff’s uterly rigid his mouth in a sllent howl, he fists clenched in shock at the huge invasion of Tina burn and size in his ass and the sudden deep penetration.  Abdul then Abdul slowly began pushing his fist deeper, coming to rest just inside the boys second hole. Jeff screamed now— they always did, no matter how many times they had experienced it and Abdul carefully opened his fist and coated the boys second chamber. Not even waiting for it to take effect he began to slowly fist the boys second hole, making the long metal tail attached to his fist fuck the boy as well. Now Jeff began to really feel it and started trying to help. Once that happened Abdul withdrew his fist and slowly pulled the rest of the toy out. He reached down to the last toy that had taken the boy so long to take. It slide in to the hilt without a hitch. He grabbed the tail of it and pushed his fist in.  Again the boy took it deeper. 

 

For the next two hours he and Omar alternated. Omar would deep fist the boy, getting harder and more brutal, sometimes adding textured gloves or spiked ones. Abdul would use different toys shaped like ones Jeff and taken until he found a size the boy found hard. Then he would slowly open the boy up as he cried and begged first “ Master, please, no more,” then “Master, more, please, use me more.”

 

When the twins tired of using the boy, they called Ezekiel who blindfolded the boy and led him to a small guest room. When he took the blindfold off Jeff was surprised to see one wall alternating between still photos of his defilement and debasement before the twins, in many scenes his mouth was open in a scream. He immediately got hard, and Ezekiel laughed and said, “I told you they were addictive.”  He led Jeff into a a small bathroom and gave him a series of very deep enemas.  Then he bathed the boy, and after drying him with a soft fluffy towel he rubbed an antibiotic ointment all over the boy. He then handed him a pill and told him to take it. Ezekiel gently tucked the boy into bed, saying quiet “ My masters are very pleased with you, beautiful boy, rest now so they can have you again tomorrow.”

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Awesome

[bottomboyam]

Jeff slept six hours and was awakened by Ezekiel administering a small slam. “They are ready for you,” he said, smiling as Jeff awoke filled with a burning need to get fucked. Ezekiel took him into the bathroom and touched up his shaving again, then gave the boy increasingly larger enemas with the shower shot, saying “You will soon thank me for giving you a little time to stretch. They will not be kind to you today.”  After he had brought Jeff to the point of desperation with the amount of water he put him, Ezekiel stopped and bathed him. Jeff kneeled on the floor with his ass up as Ezekiel filled him with tina-lace lube, starting deep and filling his rectum until it overflowed, he then locked it in with a very big butt plug made of metal. By the time he was blindfolded and led into the dungeon he was fizzy with desire, the metal plug only held in by his concentration on keeping his loose hole closed. 

 

He was pushed to a kneeling position and he lowered his head as he knew he was required to do.  One of the twins came and lifted him like he was a feather—“Hold that plug in, little cunt, or you will pay,” a deep voice boomed. He was strung up and immediately they started out at top speed, blasting him with their full force with straps, then belts, canes, switches and whips. Jeff screamed constantly, begging them to go slower,  but they ignored him.  Finally they removed his blindfold and as he blinked in the sudden light, he saw both men behind him holding bullwhips, reflected in a mirror in front of his red-striped body. “We have a message for you from your Daddy Jose.  He says you will receive 5  stripes from each of us as a personal punishment from him,” Omar growled. Abdul says, “He says you have really hurt your Daddy Ben and Jose says your fate will be far worse if you ever violate their trust again.  He also says he can’t wait to watch the video of your punishment.”

 

They striped his back and ass, first one and then the other, each stripe bringing agony to Jeff.  He screamed as each blow drew blood. By the 5th stripe he lost all of his will and hung there, his mouth in a tortured silent howl as they beat him like a piece of raw meat. 

 

They left him hanging, drooling and occasionally jerking from pain.  When he roused, Abdul came up behind him and whispered, “Your Daddy Ben has asked us each to  give you five more, as his personal message to you. He says that you hurt Jose with your dishonesty and if you ever do it again, he will see you regret it.”  For the first couple of stripes, Jeff hung there, but some switch in his deep sub hidebrain flipped and he woke up eyes wide, his cock raging hard and pulsing, so unusual for him whenhigh on Tina.  As the last few stripes landed, he shouted “Oh God I love you Daddy Jose, Oh God I love you Daddy Ben” and with the last stripe of the whip he came in a huge earth-shattering orgasm. 

 

The twins came up and stroked his chest, purring about how well he had done, and telling him that him cumming like that was one of the hottest things they’d seen in a long time. The twins rang the bell for Ezekiel who came and gave Jeff a round of antibiotic ointment, Ezekiel being as gentle as he could. Jeff was in a daze—high as a kite and still pushed beyond his ability to handle pain—when Omar came and gently laid him down. He lay on the floor exhausted, still panting, when he felt Omar begin to push something very big into his ass.  When it got about 1/2 of the way in Omar pulled Jeff’s ass up, and slapped it.     “Get yourself together, pretty little bitch.  We have got plans for you,” Omar commanded. Jeff rallied and arched his back and got into position, holding his sore cheeks open. He could feel a little blood running and pooling in the small of his back. Omar then pushed the rest of the big toy into his hole. While he would ater learn the tool was a version of the twins cock only an inch bigger in diameter and two inches longer. Omar pushed the tool steadily and as Jeff began to buck and whine, he slapped his ass and said, “Tske it, boy, you know you love it.”  Once the toy was deep inside him Jeff heard the sound of a ball squeeze and suddenly his hole was flooded with burning lube. Omar squeezed three more times in quick session and Jeff was overtaken with the combination of pleasure and pain that was a giant bump delivered from deep inside him all the way along his colon to his asshole. Omar smirked as Jeff began to quiver and quake. “That was a quarter gram, bitch,” and began to roughly fuck the boy with the huge dildo. After about 30 minutes of Omar using the huge toy on Jeff, he shoved it home and picked the boy up. “Abdul’s turn, boy,” he whispered as he carried the boy in his arms like a child,  “You have never known pain like this, little bitch.”

 

He brought the boy over to Abdul.  Abdul faced them and held Jeff by his sides, Omar put his squared fist under the big toy filling the boys hole.  Abdul began letting go, as the weight of the boys body slowly started forcing the the dildo’s base and huge balls into the boys hole. Jeff panted, as the base stretched his hole wider than Omar’s fist.  Suddenly the base was past his ring and Jeff felt the huge fist enter him, driving the silicone cock deeper and deeper, Jeff started screaming and the men smiled and began kissing him passionately. Finally it ended, Omar’s fist was inside him and the big cock had driven deep inside him. Abdul held his body and then Jeff’s eyes shot wide open as Omar drove the big toy deeper, pushing towardsJeff’s second hole until the big base and balls were lodged at their widest point, stretching his second hole to a ridiculous size. Jeff was panting and moaning, unable to keep it together. His hole started spasmimg, causing him to scream as the entire whole colon tightened then panting as it loosened.  The twins were merciless and held him there until he calmed down. Then Omar said, “Take this bitch,” as Jeff heard the air ball hanging still hanging out his ass and around Omar’s forearm squeeze six times. “There’s another 1/4 gram, little cunt.”  

 

Within seconds Jeff started going wild. They put him down on his knees—his hole quaking and shivering around the huge toy and Omar’s big forearm. Omar pushed forward while Abdul gave the boy hits of poppers. He got the toy and its huge base to the end of the boys second tunnel, his fist almost elbow deep when he stopped, the boy sweating buckets from the strain. He gently reached up and grabbed the base of the toy, stopping again when both his fist and the base of the toy were stretching his second ring. He then fucked the twink driving forward until the base was starting to stretch that next hole and bringing  it back, fucking the boy for a good ten minutes with this nearly impossible stretch. Once the boy opened that area he brought it back and fucked the boy, pulling out to stretch his rectum to the max on the base and then smoothly fucking the second hole until he could do all of this easily. 

 

Satisfied the boy had submitted to the incredible stretch and that his hole was on fire with need he pulled the toy out slowly. When it popped out, the boys hole just gaped open.  Omar slipped his cock into the boy and went all the way to the root—the spent, partied-up hole was like velvet grasping and fluttering around his huge cock. Omar let loose a giant load of chempiss, as the boy began to rock and moan. He pulled out, making sure Jeff kept his beautiful ass, red with welts, high in the air. Abdul then speared the boy to the hilt and delivered his own huge load. Abdul grabbed a rigid hard plastic toy—a series of four increasingly larger balls and threaded it into the boy, showing no mercy until the big final ball was wedged into the boys hungry cunt, showing no concern that the last two balls caused the boy to begin screaming in pain.  But soon enough the screams turned to moans of desire as the enormous amount of tina delivered to the boys hole in the span of 10 minutes began to take hold.

 

Once the boy started moaning Omar drove his fist into the boy, making the big ring start to breach the boys second hole. The boy arched his back the pain so intense that he just opened into an open “O” as Omar picked him up, fist still in place and brought him over to the area with the padded table. Abdul stood there, his cock rock hard, and he slapped the boy, already starting to grind around all of the deep intrusion, saying “Look bitch, look at a world of pain.”  He turned the boys eyes to a long rubber blanked occupied with about 20 of the biggest and nastiest depth toys Abdul owned. The first one was the large metal tool he’d used at the end of their last session, and the toys then reverted to silicon and plastic, each with bigger and bigger balls, some with twisty ridges, some like heavily textured breaded rope, until the final one: a version of the first metal toy only twice as large. Each of the shapes on the metal toys grew bigger, starting the size of a tennis  ball and ending in a long brutal shape the size of a football.  Each of the toys glistened with a thick costing of lube and crystal, shimmering like demonic objects. Jeff, even though he was far gone, shivered.  “Scared, boy,” Omar smirked.  “Yes, master” Jeff replied, looking intently into Abdul’s dark eyes.  “Scared but you know you need it, eh?” Abdul said. Jeff looked sheepish and admitted “Yes, Master, I crave your abuse.”

 

Omar gently laid the boy down in the big padded gyno chair and gently pulled the huge balls out of the boys hole. He then began punching fisting the boy, going only to his elbow while Abdul adjusted the chair so there was a straight line from the boys clenching asshole to his chest. While Omar began increasing the brutality of his punches, he adjusted the boys bindings. One arm he restrained straight out—and using a permanent marker he marked off various suitable veins for the boys slams. He then put a small tube that connected to a poppers bottle and made sure the control was easily reachable from the position he would occupy. Once he was sure of the boys position he tapped his brother on the shoulder. Omar gave the boy a final series of 20 brutal squared fist to armpit hair punches and summarily pulled out, leaving Jeff an incoherent mess begging to be used. 

 

Abdul started with the larger of the two metal sets of shapes, covered in spikes and whorls.  He was absolutely merciless, donning the chain mail glove, and then hreading the shapes into the boy one by one, slowly and relentlessly. Jeff was relatively open from all that Omar had done to him and he was higher than a kite. But the toy had been specially designed to be painful, and even in his state it was hard to take, especially since Abdul was pushing it in so mercilessly.  When Abdul got to the final shape, with Jeff panting and groaning and shaking around the painful intrusion, he paused and twisted the entire thing in a half circle one way and then back. This delivered another giant payload while scratching and stimulating the boy.  As soon as it went into effect, the boys hole came again alive with fresh desire.  Abdul he pushed slowly but relentlessly, until his square fist was buried at the widest point of the boys inner hole. Jeff didn’t scream, he just shouted, “Oh god, Master, fuck me, hurt me, make me yours.”  Abdul smiled and drove his square fist deep until the first of the golfball-sized shapes was deeper than the boy had ever taken. 

 

Once he made sure that all of the Tina had been delivered from, his chain mail fist, buried inside the boys third chamber, he fucked each of the boys holes, his big fist stretching him wide each time. He then slowly pulled the entire wild thing out.  Jeff lay there panting, muttering “More, sir, please more.”

 

He then methodically went through the toys, each one’s increasing size causing the boy intense pain. He worked slowly but showed no mercy, threading the balls and the wedges and the screwing silicon into the boys hole, forcing him to take each new pain before he had fully opened for the previous one. The boy got higher and higher, each toy delivering a small dose of Tina, and as he got higher he turned from feeling only pain to desiring. From time to time Abdul would stop and Omar would take over, punching the boy hard and deep, anytime he felt even the slightest resistance, he would punch that part of the boy’s inside until it offered no fight. He would do this for 15-30 minutes until he got tired of it and hand the boy’s training back to his brother. Abdul knew he had finally broken the boy’s will when he started threading a series of balls on a stiff core into Jeff’s clutching and gaping hole. The first ball was a twice the size of a golf ball and each one increased until the last one was a soccer ball. The boy just lay there panting and groaning as Abdul slid them into him one by one.  Abdul smiled wickedly when the first ball got to be elbow deep and the boy just grunted and pushed his hips up, ready to take more. Abdul then picked up the pace, making the boy squirm and groan has he rapid fire pushed  the rest of the balls into the boy, stretching the boys cunt around the soccer ball sized ball with one big push. 

 

By this point Jeff was unable to form a coherent thought.  All he knew was his hole was on fire and he craved abuse. Avdul picked up the bigger metal toy and pushed hard until the toy was lodged all the way past the second ring and breaching the third ring at its widest point. He left it in position so it stretched each of the boys three holes to the max. The boy was so open there had been little resistance but the boy was panting hard. He let the toy rest until the boy started moaning and he slowly pushed it forward right to the point when another shape would go in. “Poppers, please brother,” Abdul said. Omar gave the boy four big hits and as Jeff got to the fourth hit Abdul pushed slowly and relentlessly, Jeff started into a kind of wail-moan, volume climbing as the toy drove deeper.  Abdul knew the boy had taken larger toys that deep just moments ago, but the unique shape and absolute lack of bend in this toy made it difficult. As he got the second to last shape in—this was one like a smaller volley ball, and he rarely used all of it or the big football final ball in any hole beyond the second—the boy really started feeling it.  Abdul moved slowly, giving the boy’s hole time to straighten itself in line with the toys demanding straight line. 

 

By this point Jeff was about to lose his mind from the intense pain/pleasure. He was chanting “Please fuck me, please use me” over and over. Abdul stood up, his cock rock hard.  He saw Omar, attracted to what the boy was saying, coming over with the last bottle of spiked lube and a fresh set box of points, his big cock also rock hard. Abdul slapped the boy, getting his attention, “What do you need boy?” “Please stretch me sir, please use me.”  “You want us to take things up a notch?” Abdul demanded. “Please sir take me higher, use me harder,” was Jeff’s desperate reply. “Okay, but we are going to go wild,” Omar warned.  Jeff just started begging,”Stetch me, stretch me, stretch me.”

 

Abdul smiled evilly and turned to his brother “Send him to paradise, and make it a pretty nice slam. He doesn’t need it but he wants it and he’s ready for us to unleash our animals.”  Abdul sat in his fisting  chair between the boy legs and poured another layer of crystal all over the top of the toy, smiling with excitement. The football would enter the boy and as long as it was at least 1/2 in, it would stretch both his holes.  And only when it was almost at the entrance  to the boys third hole, would it be all the way in. After the big slam sent the boy coughing for air, and it began to register all over his body, Abdul put his hand in the boy and pushed up, making a wall with his flat hand, keeping the boys puffy outer lips from coming in contact with the toy, preserving the bonus piles he had just dumped on it for deep in the boys hole. He pushed slowly and little too quickly and made the boy swallow the giant football. He pushed and pushed and the giant tool pushed inside the boy. The toy was now lodged filling his first hole, its widest part was lodged at the gate to his second hole, and the slightest push would start to stretch his third hole. Meanwhile, the round ball tip of the thing, sized right above the largest thing he’d taken so far, was stretching him deep. 

 

Abdul looked down on Jeff as he and Omar prepared to point each other. They were using a smallish dose—they just wanted something to up their animal sides and be even more inventive and demanding of the slut. Jeff was at prime readiness now—all of the other hours they had used him were just a dress rehearsal. The boy hadn’t screamed or moaned yet, on this latest violation. The toy had slid into Jeff pretty easily, but Abdul knew the stretch was huge, deep and hard, but now the boy was clearly enjoying it, groaning and trying to hump. As soon they were both up in the stratosphere, he pulled up a chair to watch Omar’s bigger fist do the honors in this further training of Jeff’s little boypussy into gaping boycunt. First Omar slowly turned the toy, going a half turn right and a half turn right. This made all the Tina hidden in the toy’s textures and crevices get absorbed by the boy’s wrecked colon. Both men knew the boy hadn’t needed more Tina to take the rough and deeper play they were starting, but over the years they found even relatively small doses spread up and down a boys hole pretty often during play drove the boys mad with erotic energy. Next Omar took the huge toy and gently fucked in and out, first a centimeter then several, finally while doing this he began to twirl his wrist like he was painting a swirl. All of the metal toys they owned were like joysticks for the entirety of a boys colon. It was the same thing with elbow or shoulder deep fisting: the fister was able to stretch and control the entire length of whatever depth he’d gotten.

 

Jeff’s hole began to loosen and accept the bigger fucking motions, as Omar both made the twirling wider and rucked in and out a little farther. Jeff began to experience a rolling set of anal orgasms, which allowed Omar to really pick up the pace in all directions until he was making a circle of about 4-5 inches of diameter and fucking the boy in and out about six inches. Still keeping the twirling going, he began to slow fuck the toy deeper and deeper, letting his fingers enter the boys hole. “Popper him, brother, Omar said.  Abdul went to Jeff’s head, his body covered in sweat and writhing uncontrollably around the giant toy, the boy so open that he was in a blissful stare.  “Get his attention, brother, not too much, then a little cruelty before I popper him,” Abdul suggested,  “I want him imprinted to our style.”  Omar smiled wickedly and stopped fucking the boy and just started pushing. As the end of the giant toy started to core the boy out Jeff opened his eyes and began to round his hips, Omar saw this and began pushing forward with tiny little jolting punches, the boy groaned in pain. Abdul leaned in and kissed the boy, hard, “You like?”  Jeff panted, grunting with every tiny punch,”God yes Master, yes master, yes master,”. Abdul gave him several big hits and stood by, enjoying the look of pleasure mixed with pain on the boy’s face.  When the poppers kicked in Omar pushed his fist forward, moving the small volleyball into the boy’s third chamber and the football toy filling his entire second chamber while the two shaped held both holes open at once. Omar smiled, “He’s a keeper, only the third boy to take that.”  Abdul smiled, “Yes, let’s use him at that depth and then move onto something else.”

 

They used Jeff like this for three more hours. After fucking him some more with the big metal plug until he could take it from the tip down to the big football in his second hole, they removed the chainmail glove and placed a  conical thick rubber plug on the base, and put the toy in backwards, filling his second and part of his third with the football shape and his first hole with the volley ball sized ball. They then electrified this with a pleasurable program of small jolts and when Jeff began humping on that as best he could, they put a sound in his cock, and set the program to one which would cause the boy’s  hole to contract and fuck itself on a normal plug—but in this case he was getting fucked in two chambers by giant toys stretching him deep. At first this caused much screaming but then his holes learned to accept it. They then spent about 15 minutes giving him a program that alternated between powerful contractions around the metal toys to very hard and increasingly long agonizing jolt as they whipped his penis. They then tired of him in that postition and eased the big toy out and placed him on his hands and knees. Jeff’s need was so great that he went into a perfect position, literally begging to be used with his ass perfectly arched, chest flat to the floor, and hands holding his quivering checks open. Omar smiled, that was exactly the position their little dancer slut from LA automatically went into:  Jeff was broken in perfectly. The giant twins used every large and long dildos on the boy, fucking him hard, taking turns. While one worked his ass they other used canes, wires, and nylon cords on the boys back, occasionally pushing a huge toy  in deep and then beating his ass.  They did all manner of painful things, dripping hot wax, putting clips all over his body, while at the same time rarely giving his hole a second to rest from the onslaught of toys and fists. 

 

They got into a space where the men seemed content to just use the boy without switching places.  Jeff was slightly suspended facing down through a sort of modified webbing, just a few strong straps holding him at his forehead, mouth, shoulders, hips, and then his legs were wrapped in webbing, arms and legs immobilized, and connected to the frame.  Jeff was bent into an A shape, his back slightly arched to give Abdul easy access as he continued fucking the boy with toys and fists and plugs, Omar lay under the boy, his cock buried into the boys mouth, held open to the max by a mouth spreader. His upper body was under the boys cock and abdomen,, and Omar moved through all kinds of ways of punishing the boys nipples, torso ,and especially cock and balls from squeezing with hands to crushing with clamps to needles to whips. Jeff felt like he was being devoured by the muscle men. Omar had a couple of times, with no conversation or any warning, suddenly swiped Jeff’s arm with an alcohol pad and slammed him, keeping up the facefuck the entire time. When Jeff thought—which wasn’t often by now—he knew he didn’t need the Tina, and he figured they knew, but it did keep him in the same space with no coming down, so maybe he needed those little slams to keep pace with their revenous need to use him. His hole pulsed incessantly with burning need, his cock, balls and body being used sending him on a constant ride of pleasure/pain, with multiple rolling anal orgasms crashing like waves. All he could see or smell or test was Omar’s cock, which had been using his mouth and throat like a flesh light for what felt like an eternity. Occasionally Omar would drive deep into his throat and then loosen the mouth spreader so his lips could start to make a seal and he would drink what seemed to be gallons and gallons of piss.  From time to time Omar would scoot up and brutally use Jeff’s hole from below while Abdul fed him loads of increasingly rank piss. This went on for a couple of hours, only stopping when Omar grew a little bored. He crawled out and beat Jeff’s back and shoulders with a leather strap for a while. And then threaded a big set of balls into his hole.

 

They unstrapped Jeff, keeping his hole stuffed, and Omar held him upside down on his hands while Abdul clamped the boy’s nipples and the tip of his cock. They tossed him into a sling and lightly bound him, and both fisted him for a while, driving deep into him, Jeff bouncing and moaning. The twins pulled their arms out and pushed in a very large and very big plug. Abdul picked Jeff up and essentially sat him down on the plug, Abdul’s arm only supporting the plug, driving it into him as he sat on it, his arms and legs resting on the man’s shoulders. Over Abdul’s shoulder Jeff could see Omar following, carrying spiked lube, a box of drugs, and an open net laundry bag filled with truly obscenely  thick toys and plugs. They brought him over to the “relaxation” area, and lay on their backs jacking their enormous cocks.  Jeff put on a little show of self-dildo play.  They let him use unlimited poppers and insisted he only used the laced lube. They played slower trance and all of the frenzy began to slow down. The play edged and flowed, and as he worked up to one  short squat and truly obscene toy after the other, they would get up and put him on his back between them, his upper back angled on the man’s crotch. They cuffed his ankles and wrist together and would give him poppers from time to time as they slowly but surely forced the big dildos in, stretching his hole wider than ever. 

 

Omar got excited, and fed Jeff’s hole about 1/8 gram. He then proceeded to use each toy again until he could punch fuck Jeff with it, his hole closing and opening rapidly around a toy with a head and shaft as thick as a volley ball, then other as thick as a football, then a bowling ball then bigger. Then the same thing with different shaped heads that pushed deeper, little rounded outcroppings. Jeff knew he should be unable to handle this, especially after all this time, but his body and mind betrayed him and so Jeff pushed back and shouted for more. Omar finally tired of the game and forced a dildo a few inches taller and thicker than the last one he’d used into Jeff’s hole until it was completely home. He then sat Jeff down on the dildo, uncuffed his arms and legs and bent his knees up. Abdul came over and arranged a bar hanging from the ceiling to hold his knees in position, locking his ankle cuffs onto the floor. Omar got behind him, his precum flowing down onto Jeff’s shoulders and Omar raised Jeff’s arms up over his head, cuffing them until he was seated with his legs bent and his torso extended straight up. He pushed on a track above, hanging in the ceiling, and forced an arch into the small of Jeff’s back, he then got down and lifted and Abdul came up carrying and small round column about five inches thick. Abdul centered the little platform under the dildo base stretching Jeff’s hole tight as a drum and then lowered Jeff down until the bottom of the dildo was resting on the top of the little round column. his ass held steady by an additional strap. Omar leaned in and said, “We know you are sufficiently high for this, but we must take from you what we need.”  Jeff felt the familiarly cool of an alcohol swab and the the prick on his skin and then he was sent into the stratosphere with a yet another slam. When the slam took over, they lowered him down, driving the big toy in two full inches past the base. Jeff began screaming and babbling incoherently for a full two minutes while they tightened the straps holding him in place.  When Jeff calmed down, the twins pulled up their big chairs and relaxed and jacked their huge cocks and watched as the boy’s entire abdom bulged, quaked and cramped around the huge intruder. After he finally got to the point where he hole was stretched and he calmed, they immediately gave him a half inch more, doing this slowly and giving him no time to adjust. They left the toy in with the entire extra length for a while and facefucked him brutally, holding his head steady with a big strap around the back of his head.  When they saw his throat was irritated they began randomly hiding shards in their foreskin or under the barbells lining their dicks, laughing as he screamed as his throat burned and the drugs entered his system. They then removed the big dildo, roughly pulling it out, and balancing another larger dildo, with a raised ridge meant to drive deeper into him onto a six inch platform. They never gave him more than six extra inches of stuffing, but they did change the dildo sizes a total of five more times, each one just a few centimeters larger and longer, moving more slowly and slowly. Jeff actually started begging them to go faster, the slow stretching they were doing hurt longer and more continuously than way that had started, but they just laughed and kept at it. Jeff was in a constant state of going from agony to pleasure, as each time he got up used to a stretch they would just give him more and more.  When the twins saw that Jeff had reached a place of peace with the pain, still clearly having lots of it but not fighting it, they changed the dildo one more time pushing way past what Jeff thought of as his limit, and then the left him on the huge thing, swaying and grunting until he found the absolute pleasure of the biggest stretch of his life. 

 

Once they saw Jeff pass into the stratosphere of pain, they lowered the lights and put on low, light trance again, and blindfolded him. They pierced each of his tits twice, Jeff giving a quick shout as the pain registered. He then felt their hands all over his body, occasionally scraping a welt and squeezing his balls. They had brought over some whips and things and Omar used his cock and balls again, slowly and more gently than before. Abdul began pressing and pushing and getting his fingers up into the stretched hole, from behind as Jeff checks covered the sides of the column. He got a hose in and squirted very strong Tina lube in from time to time, working the tube in deeper.  Jeff was so broken in mind and spririt, so submitted to their demands, that he just groaned and received everything they gave him. He didn’t resist when they lifted him and slid another two inch disk under him,  but he did react when that big tool went in, and so they gave him it in agonizing 1/4 inch increments, Jeff yelling for them to take his hole and own it. 

 

They kept him stretched in this way for a total of three had 1/2 hours from when they began forcing him to take giant oversized dildos with the extra discs under them to drive the tool and its base deeper into his cunt. After he’d sat on the sixth dildo with six extra inches, they wired him for electro, lifted him and out one final inch under him, gave him a small slam, and lowered him onto the last inch in one agonizing push. 

 

When he quit screaming, he moaned and hung his head, devoid of resistance or thought other than the profound agony in his hole. The men came up, and slapped and punched his stomach, causing his body indescribable agony as he spasmed around the huge toy. Omar and then Abdul, whisphering in his ear, “What is your purpose, cunt?”  Jeff hung his head and sighed, “To serve you master.”  They then took turns asking him “Who decides when you are stretched to the max?” Jeff opened his eyes, a war between agony and the gaping need of a bottoms hole clearly visible,  “You do, master always.”  Abdul then methodically used his fingers all around the huge intruder, coatng as much of the boys insides with as much Tina as Abdul could get inside, feeling with his fingers to see if the boy had loosened.  Then the twirls  began slowly pushing two heavily lubed and ribbed medium sized inflatable dildos, one in front under the boys balls, and the other in the back at the small of his back, aiming to get them all the way in, pressed flat against the column and huge toy stuffed in the boy. Mission accomplished they then began to slowly inflate them, stretching the boy’s hole.  They worked slowly until they could tell the boy could feel it, inflating the dildos simultaneously. When the boy was shouting from the strain they deflated the dildos they did this several times always stopping when the boy started shouting. They then brought him to the shouting staged and stopped, and just as the shouting turned to groaning,   they inflated the dildos to max, held for a few second and deflated until he was merely shouting, now with tears streaming down. They did this for a good 30 minutes until the shouting and yelling stage required less and less air being removed. 

 

They then tested the Jeff’s trashed boycunt by picking him up, and letting the huge toy slid out a few inches and then lowering Jeff back on. Jeff responded to this with increasing lust.  Omar leaned in, “You like that now, huh?  Was all that pain worth it to get here where I wanted you?”  Jeff opened his eyes and looked Omar “ More, Master, the feeling is incredible.”  They did this in increasing amounts until they were sure: Jeff could now get fucked by their biggest and most obscene dildos.  Omar got a big evil on his face, because if Abdul was the master of the deep painful fuck, he was the master of the trashed hole, the hole pushed beyond its limits, and still begging for more. 

 

Abdul let Jeff’s arms down from the ceiling and put them on the floor, making him arch his back and keep his ass up, Omar put a leather parachute on the kids balls, pulling them back through his legs. He used the electronic motor to hoist Jeff up backwards pulling him airborne by his balls, hands and feet scrambling for purchase.  Omar hoisted him up until he was just a millimeter up, his entire weight and that of the huge dildo and column buried in his ass dangling by his balls. Jeff screamed and cried in agony, and Omar walked away.  He quietly set a four minute timer and put it in front of the boy and went to gather everything he needed. 

 

When he had adjusted the fuck bench and gathered more points, he rang a bell to have someone make two bottles of heavily spiked lube.  Ezekiel, knowing their ways like the back of his hand arrived bearing the requested items. He also bore a few extra vials of Tina “just in case.”  Omar smiled broadly and brought the man in for a passionate kiss, “I love you so my faithful boy” Omar sent Ezekiel on his way. 

 

Jeff had stopped screaming and was now softly crying, begging them for relief. Omar made him wait for until he had been up for a good three and one half minutes since he started the timer and let him down until his hands could touch the ground flat. He made sure though that he was on the absolute tips of his toes, his lower body hoisted towards the ceiling by his balls. “If that toy comes out of your hole, slave, you will regret it, probably for the rest of your life. now, thank me for my mercy in letting you have relief boy.”  Jeff sobbed, so relived that he said with great feeling “Thank you master for relieving my agony.”  Omar then knelt and had the boy drink his piss. After he gave he boy 1/2 a load he stopped and said, “I thought you said you wanted me to keep fucking you with that big dildo in your ass, so why all the begging for me to stop preparing you for that? You looked like you really enjoyed that and said any agony was worth it?  So which is it?”  Jeff sobbed in defeat, “Please master, use me as you will, please just stretch my hole and use my ass, please use me as you will.”  Omar gently fucked the boy with the giant tool, slipping some Tina in with each stroke.  “Isn’t that want you want, little bitch?” Omar asked.  Jeff groaned with absolute please, “Pleae sir.”  “Then stop complaining and let me do what needs to be done,” Omar commanded. He then adjusted the boys balls so he could get some relief on the pressure in them only through great effort and painful pressure on his hands and arms pushing against the floor and walked away, Jeff sobbing. 

 

Omar had already moved the two or three largest dildos they had used on the boy over to the fuck bench where his final debasement was to take place. He then selected a few larger ones, some just larger in height and width, and others with deceptive heads which quickly widened into the obscene sizes he was going for. These grew in height, with the first ones adding just an inch of additional stretch to one that added eight inches of additional stretch and a full two more inches of width on top of a mountainous can’t stretcher. Abdul was also busy, bringing all of the instrument of pain near: electro, sounding, canes, cock whips, every type of metal wire, nylon cord, anything that would cause the boy agony at the same time his asshole was giving him ecstasy. 

 

It was time. The two men pointed themselves to make sure they were as sexually aggressive as possible and went to retrieve the boy. He was still desperately trying to relieve the pain in his balls.  Omar grabbed the big dildo buried in Jeff’s hole and pushed lightly as Abdul let the boy down. The boy never broke position and started pushing back against the toy.  Omars fist was already mostly inside the boys hole. “Fuck ya, boy,” he shouted, “You are ready to please your master now.” 

 

Somewhere deep in his brain Jeff knew had never experienced anything like this. He thought he’d plumbed the literal depths of his submissive nature, his overwhelming desire to be filled, used, and stretched. But these men had taught him that he had depths and depths more. He knew the tool inside him was literally obscenely large, but all he could think of was getting more of it in him. He just started begging them “Fuck pussy, fuck pussy, fuck pussy.”  Abdul laughed, leaning in to look at the boy’s black eyes, his beauty masked behind his animal need, “Oh baby, we are going to fuck your pussy until you can’t take anymore. And then we are going to fuck you harder.”

 

Omar fuck-walked Jeff, the boy on his hands and feet, the huge dildo squelching around, over to the prepared table. It was a padded bench that he knelt on with his head resting on a small platform. They secured his arms stretched out, ready for slamming, and bound his feet and calves, but they left his ass considerable play—Omar knew he’d be participating eagerly in the destruction of his already destroyed hole. They adjusted the height so Abdul could easily reach his balls, shrunken cock, abdomen, and tits. 

 

Omar removed the dildo they’d been using—the one that they had used inflatables to force his hole to open around—and went back a few sizes. The boy’s hole was so loose, it slid into the hilt easily. Omar immediately began punching fucking the boy, shifting angles, the muscles on his huge arms bulging from the weight of the thing. After a few minutes of this he went to the next size, sliding the tool in and then fucking the boys hole up and down, left and right, driving it straight in and pushing until he felt resistance and the punching the resistance away. 

 

Omar decided it was time to really stretch the boy, and so he picked up a tool that was about an inch  bigger than the huge one the boy had sat on last, and pushed it in. The boy groaned but pushed his ass back, eager for his stretching. Omar immediately started rough fucking Jeff, within a minute he was fucking the boy as hard as he had with the previous toys, Jeff bucking and straining but groaning and begging for more. Omar rough fucked the boy for probably an hour, changing toy sizes and shapes, pushing the toys in until he found resistance, his big arm buried to the forearm at times, pushing the toys deeper. Abdul relaxed on the sofa and jacked his cock—he wanted to wait until Omar started the truly painful part of the boy’s stretching before he tortured the boys front. 

 

Omar motioned for Abdul to join them, and the second the big toy was out, Abdul’s big clenched fist was shoulder deep in the boy.  Abdul punched Jeff while Omar went to select one of the mountain-sized toys with a raised thinner area for even deeper penetration. He decided to skip the one that only added an inch and went straight for one that would fill the boy as he had just been filled, except a middle area which would push into his hole two inches more. Omar watched Abdul punching the boy, really going to town, changing angles constantly.  While Jeff grunted and squealed, he still pushed back on every punch, yelling, “Use me!  Fuck me!

 

Abdul noticed Omar standing there, holding the giant tool, and he smiled, “Want in, brother?  I’m keeping. It warm for you?”  Omar nodded and moved into position pushing the toy in firmly, and as Jeff started feeling the big head of the thing pushing into him deeper, he went rigid and arched his back and groaned. Omar just kept pushing, not stopping into the thing was seated firm, Jeff’s pussy more full than it had ever been. Omar paused, wanting the boy to feel the full effect of how much of his hole Omar now owned. And as he did so Jeff started bucking and pushing back, trying to take the toy deeper. Omar obliged, pushing the toy about 1/2 inch more than immediately, starting changing the angle of the thing, giving the boy the biggest deepest fuck of his life. 

 

Abdul began hanging weighs off the boys balls, making all of his wild movement of his ass as he begged to be used by the giant toys, painful. He didn’t stop begging with his mouth and his hole, though, his need was too great. By the time, Omar was fucking him with a dildo with a fix inch long extra head, Abdul had the boys cock sounded and was giving him a pleasuresble  electro program to his balls and down his cock hole. He was whipping the boy’s back and his abdomen with a wire coat hanger that he pulled into a straight line. Jeff obliged with little screams of pain, but nothing would stop his insatiable holes need to get fucked. Omar switched to a huge, slightly curved tool as big as the one he’d been using, and used the curve to reach new sources of resistance which he brutally fucked away.

 

He invited Abdul to take over, and Abdul smiled broadly as he realized how brutal he could be. He reached down and switched the electric to a punishing series of sharp jolts, each one making the boy scream, but again he never stopped pushing his hole back and begging for more as Abdul punched his hole, withdrawing the huge toy completely and punching it in past the base, shifting angles and opening the boy left and right, up and down, moving methodically to stretch the boy as far as possible. 

 

Omar went to collect one of the largest tools in their collection. It’s monstrous shaft was about two inches wider and taller than the monster stretching the boy now. But its bonus stretching outcropping was about 8 inches long, started with a conical head, full of spikes and textured places, that was a diameter of 12 inches, including a flared ridge then the rest of the shaft dropped to 11 inches diameter in a constant rapid increase to 17 inches before disappearing into the enormous girth of monster walrus shaped cock. He costed the stretching head of the thing with thick lube, and the worked about a 1/2 gram of crystal into every surface and cranny and then he pushed several large shareds into the small indent in the top of the thing. He then spread another another 1/2 gram over every surface of about 1/4 of the way down the sides. 

 

Abdul looked up and smiled when he saw where Omar had decided to take things and he pushed the big toy in as far as he could, and when the boy went rigid from the stretch he pushed until the boy was panting and starting to shake. He gave a final push, lodging the toy in another 1/4 inch and then he got up, shifting the electro back to a pleasurable level. Abdul went and got a large mirror, and placed it so Omar could see the boys face more easily than in the further-away mirrors on the dungeon walls. He then climbed under the boy and removed the clamps, pierced each tit once at an angle, relishing the boy’s sudden scream, and replaced the clamps, hanging a small weight from the chain between them. He then added several weights to the boys swollen balls and quickly beat the boys balls with a wooden cane resulting in screams even as the boy moved his ass upwards trying to get the toy in deeper.  He stood up and he and Omar each gave the boy a full load of chempiss, laughing as he guzzled it like a whore. 

 

As Omar stepped behind the boy, displaying the monstrous instrument of ass destruction and Abdul bent down and pulled the boys head up.  “See what we have for your pussy, slut,” he spoke softly, “You want that big toy to destroy you?”  Jeff looked up, barely able to focus and his eyes grew wider, but his only response was to start chanting “Fuck pussy more, fuck pussy, wreck pussy, cunt pussy, fuck pussy more.”

 

Abdul pulled up a chair to enjoy the show. Both he and Omar were rock hard in anticipation of the boy taking one of the biggest dildos in their collection. The thing was so big and heavy, Omar was going to be getting an arm workout using it. Abdul grinned, because he knew that he would get to share in the duties while Omar rested up for another round. Omar lined the toy up and began pushing, Jeff groaned loudly and arched his back as he felt some of the tina enter his passsge, he pushed back when he felt it begen to work, reveling in the way the head stretched him, he gave a surprised start when the thing really began to widen, but still he pushed back, eager to feel the pain of the Tina turn to hot lust. He went rigid when the thing was about half way in but Omar kept pushing. by the time the toy was three-quarters of the way in, he was panting loudly, Omar was relentless and as the conical head of the 8-inch thick stretcher began to break new ground in his hole he gave a few short little scream as the shards were pressed out into his hole. His hole was now tight around the entire massive top of the thing causing all of the Tina not hidden in a valley between ridges began to be deposited. Omar now picked up the pace, wanting the stretch to hurt.  Jeff arched his back, is mouth open with surprised at how deep he was being taken all at once.  Once the toy was in him taking four inches of new ground he started yelling “Fuck pussy, fuck pussy,” and Omar increased the speed into almost to that of a shove, Jeff’s voice, hoarse from hours of partying and as the last four new inches was taken, rose into a scream that sounded a lot like pussy.  Omar still didn’t stop, giving the boy another inch and a half, then satisfied that the rest of the boy’s hole was too tight he stopped, part of the base of the monster inside the hole part of it out. Keeping on hand firmly on the base of the toy he stood up, admiring how stretched the boys hole.  Abdul looked down, and said “If that thing were hollow we could probably fit our heads in there.”  Omar smiled, “Pierce the boy so we can fuck him up.”  “Fuck him up more, you mean,” Abdul replied, and both men laughed. 

 

Abdul climbed under the boy. Jeff was still rigid from the deep and wide penetration, but he was now whispering “Fuck pussy, fuck pussy” and already his body was learning to accept this latest conquering of his hole. Abdul swiftly pieced each nipple again, making an X of pain in the boys nipple. The boy merely hissed, but it clearly got his attention because he was rocking very slightly, trying to find a way to accept the intruder. Omar stood behind the boy, keeping the big toy steady and firmly in his ass. Abdul now pierced huge of the boys balls, going directly through each trsticle.  This produced a bellow of pain from Jeff, and then when Abdul pierced the head of the boys cock, putting the needle through the sensitive skin under the front of his now cock head, he screamed loudly this time. 

 

When the boy had settled a bit—the piercing causing some squirming—Omar moved a small stand with a five inch square on the end of it into place. This insured that the toy stayed inside the boy. He and Abdul moved swiftly to the boys bound arms, and in perfect unison found veins, swabbed him, and then pricked him. When each had found a register, Omar mouthed one two three and they slammed Jeff with a little over a quarter of a gram into each arm. Jeff coughed and the stand holding the giant cock in the boys ass rattled like an earthquake but held fast.  Within seconds he was writhing with pleasure, arching his back and chanting “pussy, pussy, pussy.” 

 

Omar went behind the boy and pushed, the boys hole let him have another inch, and Omar still pushed, the toy inched forward another quarter inch and then Omar began to fuck the boy, using the small handles on the underside of the thing to control it. At first he just fucked the boy at depth, occasionally pushing forward to claim more ground, but he then quickly began to subtly change angles, causing new parts of tight how to come into contact with whirls and ridges on the toy and depositing yet more Tina. The boys beautiful face was cycling through a series of expressions, one second twisting in pain, the next wide eyed as some new part of his asshole was opened, then going into an exprsssion of pure bliss.  His black eyes open but unseeing, his mind solely focused on the only part of him that had ever mattered: his trashed boycunt.

 

As the boys hole opened and he was able to fuck the boy more easily, bringing the big toy almost free before slamming it home,  Omar started shifting the toy a quarter turn, bringing the huge stretcher head of the thing into a new part of the boys deepest places. He would push the toy in relentlessly until it was locked into place and fuck that place until it opened, then a quarter turn and the process started. After about 1/2 hour Jeff  boy was relatively open, his ass was beginning to move back and accept the invader.  When this happened, Omar nodded at Abdul, and when Abdul was in position he shoved the toy into the boy’s hole refusing to stop when it encountered resistance, taking another 1/2 inch of depth. 

 

Once the boy went rigid from this deep invasion, Abdul swiftly pierced the head of the boys cock again, this time crossways through the head, parallel across the head. Jeff groaned and started breathing even more rapidly. Abdul pierced each nipple a third time, the boy gave a small hoarse yell and Abdul felt a few tears fall from the boys eyes onto his thighs. Abdul wired up pierceings on the boys cock and balls and then climbing out, he set an electro program that would be pleasurable for a while and increase in speeds. Omar went around and fed the boy a load of piss then lay down under him, getting him to work licking and cleaning his sweaty pits and chest, sliding his body up when the boy finished cleaning the sweat off one area. 

 

Abdul started using the huge toy with  increasing brutality, happy his brother had stretched the boy so fully. He fucked him deep at all sorts of angles, then bought the toy out punching the boys hole from deepest part to rectum, pulling the monster out and punching it in, increasing the depth of the punch steadily. As he prepared to really punch fuck the boy the entire length of his increasingly sloppy hole, he looked up.  Omar had put a triangular cushion under the small of his back and the boy was cleaning the man’s huge sweaty buttocks, ass crack and Omar was pulling Jeff’s tongue into his asshole.

 

After they went a few more rounds, Omar could feel the boy was getting tender.  He kept up the punishing fuck though until the boy started saying “Sore pussy, sore pussy.”  Abdul perked up and said, “I think he just said more pussy, let me help  with that.” Even in his state of near delirium, Jeff groaned. Omar removed the big toy and handed it to Abdul. While Omar began a brutal punch fuck, Abdul coated the stretcher head with another 1/2 gram making sure to fill every cranny. 

 

Abdul stood behind the boy as Omar finished the brutal punchfuck and then sent to the boys head to settle in for a nice relaxing session of getting his asshole and cock worshiped. Abdul lined up the head and the boy was quaking a bit in fear of the pain to come. Abdul smiled, and slapped the boys ass then began to ram the toy into the hole, when it broke new ground—fuck this boy pussy was nice and deep—Jeff went rigid and Omar pushed until Jeff was yelling in pain, Omar gave him one more inch and stopped. Without pausing he left the toy in place and turned it, trying to get as much tins as possible in place. Then, without waiting on the boy hole to open he pilled back and inch, gave the thing a quarter turn and then pushed, taking just a tiny more of the holes depth, he did this all around over and over, using the big tool like a tunnel borer.  The entire first time Abdul did this Jeff stayed rigid, his whole torso twitching and spasming. But by the second round he was panting and huffing and pushing back, as all of the Tina took hold. From time to time Abdul would push until Jeff went rigid and the push until he was about to yell, and then he would start the hole boring process again, Jeff soon egging him on. By the time the toys was so deep that Abdul’s forearms were buried in the boys hole, the toy so big the stretched open behind it, and Abdul could see inside with no difficulty , he began to push the toy forward with a bit of force, when Jeff was fully screaming he began to pile drive the boy at this new depth, and he heard Omar click the electro back on to a punishing program. They took turns pile driving the boys hole, never really trying to break new ground but always come up with some fresh angle of resistance they would pound out of the boys hole. The boy was lost to the world, his hole periodically giving him an anal orgasm, his body moving and dancing to the rhythms of a boy who took great pleasure from hole abuse. After about a half our, the boy began to get tender again, so Abdul punched him this time while Omar prepared the toy, knowing this was probably the last session with this toy and that it was probably the right time to then move towards gentler play and fucking the boy and slowing down, he coated the stretching head with another  1/2 gram of boylust powder. 

 

Abdul finished up his punchfuck with some brutal full fist to armpit fucks and stood up. As Omar moved into place, Abdul  held up a point with a quizzical look. Omar grinned, and said, “I was thinking just a quarter but that will do as well.  Wait for my signal.”  Jeff sighed with a dreamy look on his face and pushed back as Omar smoothly pushed the into the wide open hole when he met resistance he just kept going and Jeff’s eyes flew open, a low growl starting n his throat,  Abdul leaned down and said, “I told you we had prodigious appetites.”  Right then Jeff threw his head back, the Tina of the stretching head filling his hole, and he started to yell. Omar said “To paradise, slut” and Abdul dropped another 1/4 gram of Tina into Jeff’s veins.  Omar made this stretch the most difficult one yet, and kept pushing while the yell turned into a low, hoarse, scream. He pushed past resistance that he would have stopped at earlier, but the boys hole was stretched deeper due to short jabs and fucks of the toys previous entries. He kept pushing until the hole was truly tight and then he pushed into that until the boy arched his back and yelled, “Oh fuck, Master.”  Omar smoothly took even a bit more of the boy hole and the boy started panting. Omar quickly and smoothly began to turn the toy in a circle, gently fucking about 1/2 inch as he did so, he had to rearrange his arms, turning the toy like a steering wheel as he established a rocking fucking, still, turning and rocking he pushed ever so slightly deeper, the hole had only gone about an inch deeper than before they slammed him , but at this depth victories were measure in millimeters. Jeff soon grew to love this rhythm, and began pushing back, Omar slowing claiming deeper bits by the tiniest pushes.  When the heat of all the Tina took hold again, he felt the boys hole start to open and welcome the invader. He pounced, and pushed the toy in 1/2 inch.  Jeff went rigid, then pushed back as Omar started the rhythmic turning and fucking he seemed to love. He gestured to Abdul to take over, Omar spoke quietly in his brother’s ear, knowing Jeff wasn’t listening to anything but the waves of pleasure from his hole, “He’s starting to welcome it of his own accord, he responds beautifully to a rhythmic fuck and a constant turning of the head. Start off that way but slowly turn rougher and definitely claim whatever millimeters you can when he opens.  I am going to enjoy this show until you sense it’s time and tell me.”  “When I am in place, push slowly,” Omar said, “But listen to your animal and be relentless. Push until he’s panting and begging you to stop and then I will point him, take some more from him then—at this depth, you may only claim a 1/2 centimeter more from him, but his pain will be beautiful  to see.  Once you sense he really can’t give you more with that stretch, fuck him with increasing brutality and take him deeper as much as you deem possible.”  “I will give his pussy a fuck to remember us by,” Abdul promised, smiling with a distinctly evil air.

 

Abdul was so eager to hurt Jeff, that he only fucked him a a short while before signaling his brother. Abdul didn’t really want to take any depth from the pussy this way—he wanted to do it the hard way with the boy in tears. Once Omar was in place, he began to push, very very slowly, as he knew as well as his brother that small gains in depth at this point could cause lots of pain. Knowing this was his last chance to make the boy suffer in one of his favorite ways—through the claiming of a deep hole—he relished watching the stages of rigidity, then screaming, as he kept pushing he saw the boy was going to beg.  “Paradise,” he said, and Omar slammed the boy. Abdul never stopped pushing, but was very, very slow about it. When the coughing ended and the wave of desire reached the boys hole, Abdul felt him open.  The boy was completely locked into position, his entire body tense, but Abdul continued to push until he reached a very deep tight place, he paused and held still, the boys hole offered a moment of relaxation and he pushed another millimeter, doing this a half-dozen times, until the boy began to anal orgasm.  As the spasm started deep the hole opened to Abdul’s slight pressure and he got another 1/2 millimeter, he pressed a little harder and the boy started keening, his entire body shaking and sweat dripping.  Abdul held fast keeping the tiniest bit of pressure.  Omar stick his hand in and desposited probably another 1/4 gram into the boy, using lube to massage it into the open hole all around Omar’s arm. Jeff started whispering “No more, no more,” but Abdul kept up the pressure. As the new game took hold he felt the boys hole give way spasming open the stopping, open for the slightest push.  Omar appeared, and grinned evilly, holding another 1/4 gram point, and said softly “Penis.”  He slid under the boy but the boy was lost in a world between ecstasy and agony. The boy hissed and in the mirror Abdul saw Omar pull the boys cock straight by the needle piercing him,  he swabbed the length of the boys cock and then jabbed the needle into the vein ruing along the bottom of the boys cock, and slammed the kid. 

 

As Omar scurried out he saw the slam had made the boys cock erect, and pull even more painfully on the needles.  Abdul started pushing, and the minute the wave of desire hit the boys ass opened and welcomed probably an entire 1/2 inch.  Still Abdul pushed, harder than he had.  He looked up and the boy was riding waves of desire and then Jeff’s hole gave him a few more millimeters—by this point Abdul estimated they been pushing the boy for 15 minutes so Abdul pushed again until the boy screamed. He than began to gently fuck the boy with the counter turning rhythm he loved, Jeff groaned and keened for a few minutes, Abdul pounding a little harder and finding the boy had a few tiny little increments yet to give

 

They fucked the boy for a further two hours, not caring that they were pushing his limits very hard. After he was completely open to this latest depth, Omar took over punching the boy with his fists and other giant toys. Abdul moved the boy onto his back in the gyno chair and got out the biggest metal toy, the one Jeff hadn’t taken.  It slide in with relative ease, covered in a fresh Tina load, and Abdul too the opportunity to teach Jeff about painful stretching at a new depth. After he got the boy a little deeper, he asked Omar to set up the poppers machine. He used the toy to fuck the boy in all directions, getting bigger and bigger angles, as the boy dissolved further into an ecstatic state. From time to time Abdul would stop and claim some territory. After a while, Omar whispered that he was ressdy to fuck the boys “velvet, sloppy hole.”  Abdul said he wanted to hurt the boy a final time.  Abdul pushed firmly straight up the boys hole, as new territory was claimed and the boy started screaming he pushed some more, the boy became desperate, panting, but kept the pressure on until he had claimed a total of two inches, an incredible feet at that depth. He then used the toy with incredible brutality, punching the  hole deep with all of its shapes and bumps and spiked. At first the boy screamed and then he began to revel in the abuse and his hole gave Abdul a least  3/4 inch note which Abdul took in brutal sadistic pushes. After he’d done this for half and hour, he gave the boy a series of brutal punch’s with the thing claiming a tiny bit of territory each time.  Jeff was lost in a pain/pleasure loop and Abdul pushed him harder, and took another 1/4 inch. He then pulled the thing about a quarter out and began to punch the boys hole with it, each time being sure to claim a final bit of the boys soul. Finally he pushed it in until the boy was screaming  then he stopped.  He got up and kissed the boy, whose face was a rictus of pain, and got up to help Omar get ready to start taking the boy down. 

 

When Omar came back the boy was back on a blissful state, so Omar started fucking the boy with the toy. He was able to brutally claim a bit more territory and started pounding the boy at that depth at every angle. He finally sent the toy in until the boy screamed—it didn’t take much at all—and he set the thing moving and twisting and rolling, and keeping this up he fucked the boy deeper until he was desperately begging. Omar punched with at that depth for an out 10 minutes then stopped and threaded the toy out. Despite the serious abuse, there wasn’t a drop of blood, and Omar praised the boy and then had him clean the toy with his mouth, threading the huge thing as far down Jeff’s throat as he could, making Jeff splutter and throw up around it. 

 

They moved into the area with cushions and pillows and each brother gave Jeff a load of chempiss, they then dissolved a 1/4 gram into an enema bag of chempiss the twins had collected when they didn’t piss in Jeff’s throat or ass, and gave him that.  They plugged him with an inflatable plug that they had to blow up about 1/2 way before it would lock in the boys loose hole. 

 

As the men relaxed, Jeff would serve them as directed,  cleaning their bodies all over with his tongue, cleaning their ass and worshiping their hole, suckling their big cocks.  He worship their huge legs and sucked on their toes and the men idly played with his hole, slipping fingers alongside the toy or inflating and deflating the plug and gently fucking him with it. After about a half hour, the twins cleaned out Jeff’s hole, making him take bigger and bigger enemas, after about six times they filled him so full he was quaking and they plugged him inflating the plug as far as it would go. They then led him, moaning and quivering and bathed him. They then made him bath them and worship their bodies, tweaking his nipples and giving him light slaps.  As the fullness turned to pleasure, as it so often does for a true bottom, they let him let the water out. They led him to the other area and gave Jeff a very slam and they fucked, fisted, and punched him, going all the way to the shoulder over and over. They were occasionally brutal, because Jeff craved it, but to their standards it was not particularly rough sex. They doubled him multiple times and finally both men shot loads in Jeff. After he cleaned their sweat off with his tongue they lay and rested. Then they fucked and fisted Jeff, and when he begged Abdul to hurt him deep, Abdul agreed, kissing the boy and praising him before being open about his needs. They all agreed not to go crazy and the men agreed they would keep their animal lusts on a short leash. Abdul retrieved several of his most difficult toys, including the metal one Jeff had grown to love. Abdul loved this kind of pain play almost as much as being truly brutal. The boy was a bit sore, which meant Abdul could be gentle and still cause exciting pain. 

 

They played for probably another two hours, Jeff twisting and groaning and going ridged as always. Abdul rarely pushed him beyond a scream, although occasionally Jeff would cry “Please Master, I need it” and urge Abdul on.  The pace was very slow, and Jeff seemed to relish twisting in pain. For rest periods, Omar would gently fist the boy while Abdul relaxed and watched, sometime joining in to double the boy, getting in behind the shoulders. Finally Abdul sense the Jeff was truly too sore to continue, and after making him howl and scream and beg for more and then beg him to stop, Abdul pushed him a trifle more. He held that depth for just a minute, to remind Jeff that he was ultimately in charge,   and then gently pulled back. They both praised Jeff as a good boy and they all cuddled and relaxed, Jeff drifting on a sea of endorphins, sometimes just relaxing with his eyes closed,sometimes nursing on one or the other of their giant perfect cocks. 

 

They rested, and occasionally one of them would gently fuck Jeff, telling him that is hole was pure velvet.  Jeff occasionally rode the men’s giant arms, taking them elbow deep, but always slowly and sensuously, his eyes closed in bliss. They both put another load in him and relaxed. After a while, Jeff took a load of piss from each man down his throat and worshiped their asses.  They took him to the shower and everyone bathed each other. They gently cleaned Jeff’s hole and praised him and kissed him all over. Omar and rang for Ezekiel, who came to blindfold the exhausted boy, still fizzy with desire, and led him to his room.  

 

 

[seattlebbbtm]

Wow

epic 

[PupBoiRapeSlut]

Fuck that was hot I wish I was one of their pets used until my boipussy is ruined and by brains fried from all the Chempiss and slams and booty bumps

turn me into their vegetable rapetoy

i can’t stop thinking about this story to the point I keep squatting down in the shower without realizing hoping Ezekiel comes in and forcefully rinses out my boipussy and pumps me full of laced lube like it’s another enema to get me flying before I’m broken in half by the brothers 

[bottomboyam]

After a little over six hours, Jeff awoke. There was a bottle of water on the table and a note: use this phone to text me when you are up. About 15 minutes after he did this, Ezekiel came to the door bearing a tray with granola and youghurt, a banana, and a protein shake. After he’d eaten, Ezekiel took him into the bathroom and gently bathed him. After drying Jeff with a big fluffy white towel, Ezekiel rubbed ointment gently into his welts and marks, including all of the places he’d been pierced. Ezekiel then costed his small hand and his forearm with the ointment and gently slid it in to Jeff’s sore hole. Jeff hissed, but his well-trained and used hole opened easily and Ezekiel gently twisted and turned and got the soothing appointment in pretty deep. As Ezekiel gently slid out, Jeff ‘s big hole started throbbing and he whined. Ezekiel laughed and kissed him. “Your daddies put a time limit on your time here, but if they hadn’t, you would already been bound downstairs serving my masters’ fists.”  Jeff grinned, “I think they changed me somehow, how can I want more sex after three days?”  “It’s what they do, pretty boy,” Ezekiel said gently, “Teach pussy boy bottoms that they are really hungry, insatiable, cunts.”  “In a few minutes your daddies are going to text you on that phone,” Ezekiel continued, “After they do that, you should take this pill,”—Ezekiel held up a very large blue pill—and go back to sleep.”  Within a minute of Ezekiel’s leaving, the little phone chimed. The first was from Daddy Jose, a little repeating gif of Jeff cumming hands free while the twins striped his back.  Underneath, Jose had written: You are the hottest boy on earth, cariño.  You ready to serve your Daddies like that?”  Jeff replied, “Fuck yes daddy, please.”  Jose replied with a big light brown thumb’s up, matching his skin. A few seconds later Daddy Ben sent a one-minute highlight reel of Jeff  begging while getting fucked by giant toys and screaming for more as Abdul and Omar fucked him with their depth trainers.  “You gonna give yourself to me this way from now on, my beautiful boy?” “Yes, daddy, please.  Come use me now, I am so horny for you and Daddy Jose’s fists and cocks.”  “Not yet, baby boy, you need to sleep. Take that pill you were given and get some rest.”  So Jeff obediently took the big pill and went to sleep.”

 

Jeff awoke 12 hours later to the zing of a big shard dissolving in his ass. He opened his eyes and all he could see was Daddy Ben’s giant cock.  He moved forward—his hands were restrained somehow on either side of  Ben’s huge thick body, and purring “Yummy, daddy, yummy” he wallowed Ben’s cock to the root. Ben had barely had time to register his boy was awake, before he felt his cock enveloped in Jeff’s velvet throat. Ben bucked his hips up with a spasm of pleasure and sighed, “Fuuuuck, boy, I knew you’d have new skills after the twins trained you but Jesus!”  Jeff purred and then moved Ben’s cock deeper until he’d swallowed his daddies giant balls as well. Ben relaxed back with a blissful expression on his face and Jose just laughed. 

 

Jose moved in and kissed his husband, toying with Ben’s big pecs and running his hands sensually down the hairy, jacked torso of his man.  Jose and Ben looked down at Jeff, his face buried in Ben’s pubes, and smiled at Jeff.  Jeff looked up, feeling Jose’s monster cock throbbing like a waiting panther between his shoulder blades, and his eyes shown with love, adoration and deep desire. Jose grinned and moved down, his shaved balls sliding down Jeff’s muscled back. Jeff arched up and whined, begging for a fuck, Jose just laughed and nipped Jeff’s perfect little ears.  “Oh we are going to fuck and fist you into oblivion, cariño,” Jose said low in Jeff’s ear, “You ready for your new life as our cuntboy slave?”  Jeff nodded around Ben’s cock.  Ben reached down and pulled Jeff off his cock by his close-cropped golden hair. “Say it,” Ben commanded. Jeff grinned and spoke very clearly, “Yes Daddy Ben and Daddy Jose, please make me your cuntboy slave.”  Jose grinned and slipped a red and yellow trimmed collar, jet black on the wide inner band, around the boys throat. 

 

Jose kissed him and then slipped his cock head into Jeff’s mouth and delivered a very strong stream of very foul chempiss into the boys throat. Jeff had learned long ago to be a good boy piss drinker, but he struggled a tiny bit, a some drops drizzled out of his mouth. But he kept the seal pretty well and guzzled the big Latin cock. Once the piss stopped he eagerly began to give his Daddy a blowjob. Pressing his little torso up and trying to gobble the big cock down like a Vienna sausage. Jose bent his legs—Jeff’s couldn’t get purchase because his cuffs were actually cruffed into little straps on each side of Ben’s rubber chaps. Ben reached down and held the boy hands, and Jeff was able to rise up and as he did so, he took Jose’s big tool smoothly into his mouth. Jose moaned, “Oh fuck, baby, if I didn’t want to fuck you so bad I’d just use your velvet throat.”  

 

After about five minutes, with Jeff straining in an awkward position and Jose getting tired of bending down, Jose gently pulled Jeff off his cock. Jose kissed Jeff and said, “You learned along time ago to be an excellent cocksucker, but those huge Turkish cocks have taken your skills to a new level.”  Jeff started kissing Jose’s huge, shapely muscled thighs, and he said, “Oh god I missed you so much, papi.”  “Get back on your Daddy Ben’s big cock,” Jose ordered, “Papi’s got to clean your boyhole.”

 

Jose was amazed, but not really surprised , at how deep Jeff took the enema hose. They’d only ever sent one boy to be trained by the Turks—a spectacularly beautiful Thai-American boy named Jared Bui—and he’d come back with a very deep hole and throat as well. A few days of training with the Turks was incredibly expensive, though, so when Jared didn’t last past the 5 year mark, they hadn’t met a boy as perfect for them as Jeffy and so hadn’t sent another boy over.  Jeff groaned, and Jose realized he hadn’t been paying attention, and had given the boy about 15 inches of hose.  Jose reached down and slid a couple of shards into Jeff’s pussy, and within seconds he was pushing back and his hole was undulating around the thin tube. Jose gave him several more inches.  As Jeff hissed Jose asked, “Pussy tender, baby?”  Jeff nodded around Ben’s tool.  “Good,” Jose said, and slid the tube in a few inches more. Jose let the water rush in from the big bag and filled up Jeff’s tender colon, letting water fill each chamber until Jeff was deeply uncomfortable. At his rectum, he filled the boys hole and as the first bag ran out he speared the boy with another hose and gave the boy a quarter bag. Jeff had gone rigid from pain at the painful stretch of his sore asshole, and Ben had removed his cock from the boys mouth. Jeff kept his position perfectly, his blue eyes beginning to blacken as the shards they had dissolved in the bag began to take effect. Jeff started repeating something like a mantra. And Jose leaned in, Jeff was saying over and over, “I am daddy’s cuntboy, I am daddy’s cuntboy.”  Jose smiled as as he gave the boy another quarter bag. Jeff’s chant rose in desperate volume. And when Jose slipped a big metal plug in his cries rose to a scream. 

 

After Jeff quieted down, they sat in silence, with only a low throbbing beat playing on their dungeon sound system. Jose started pinching his nipples and rubbing his torso. Jose knew Jeff had a hard time with enemas, especially until his drugs really kicked in. But he also Jeff knew they were something Jeff actually wanted and needed—they were a key step in the process of building Jeff’s hunger. And Jeff loved, loved, to be a hungry bottom pig. 

 

Ben stood up abruptly, and Jeff realized how helpless he was., because as he stood up he brought Jeff’s cuffed hands with him, bringing Jeff’s upper body upright fast. The pressure of the water and the big metal ball strained against his asshole. Jeff clamped down hard, he knew he darn’t let the plug out, and as he did so his actions shot water from his overfilled rectum shooting up, driving the water deeper, and Jeff put back his head and wailed. “Shh, baby, you know it’s worth it.  You know this helps your ride daddies elbow,” Ben cooed, stroking his beautiful, pain-contorted face.  “Here,” Ben continued, “Suckle on Daddy’s big hose.”  Ben slipped his big cock head in his boys throat and fed his boy small mouthfuls of piss. Soon the Tina took over and Jeff started to enjoy the fullness. But after about five minutes the strain of holding all the in began to show,with Jeff gasping and struggling, his legs bowed wide. Ben reluctantly took his hard cock from the boys mouth. Nodding at Jose, who gabbed Jeff’s feet, Ben bent down and grabbed Jeff’s small waist. Jose mouthed silently, “one, two, three” and one three they stood the boy upside down, his small cuffed hands grasping onto the tight rubber of Ben’s chaps. Jeff opened his mouth to wail again as the water drove into him even deeper, but before he could make much sound Jose slid his hard cock in for a hard facefuck. 

 

Despite how strong Jeff was, the position was difficult. He could feel the chemmed-up water trickling deeper and his ass was really getting hungry. Jose was pinching his nipples and giving him light punches, making sure Jeff got his moneys worth of Tina. His daddies—and other men—had done this exercise on him dozens of times.  But he still struggled because his hole was sore and Jose had given him an enormous enema. After several minutes—it felt like an eternity to Jeff, but it was only four—Ben decided they had had enough of these acrobatics and he grabbed Jeff’s waist and set him on his knees.  Jeff was desperate now, the pressure of all that water and the weight of the big metal ball was intense. Ben unhooked Jeff’s cuffs and stepped over Jeff’s head, putting Jeff palms flat on the  shower bench. 

 

Ben let him kneel and went over to make out with Jose. Jose and Ben knew Jeff would try his best not to let go, and they also knew that desperation made for open holes. So they waited just a minute or two as Jeff struggled, his hole widening and showing an inch of the big metal ball of the plug, and then winking closed. After it did this several times Ben ordered Jeff to push. And Jeff did, driving the water deeper and deeper.  Jeff groaned and pulled his legs wide and his torso upright and strained and pushed. Finally, he got passed the widest part of the ball and it fell out onto the rubber playmat, bouncing slightly as Jeff yelled and shot out squeeze after squeeze of water. 

 

As expected, there was a little debris from the granola and youghurt the boy had eaten, but it was pretty clean. Jeff was now sweating, his eyes full black, and his sexual charge high. Jose hosed him down with the shower shot and then sent the flexible rubber hose deep inside him. Jeff just grunted, taking the hose much deeper than ever before.  Jose filled it up quickly a couple of times then had him push it out just to make things certain. 

 

Jose then kicked the shower mat to the other end of their dungeon’s big shower area, and Jose kicked his rubber boots off while Ben kicked off his boots and removed his chaps. Jose adjusted the big rain showers temperature and he grabbed Jeff and started kissing him passionately. Ben came in behind Jeff, his rock hard cock pressed against Jeff’s muscular back.  Jeff arched his shoulders back as Ben started kissing Jeff’s little ears. “Cariño, know that we’ve removed any trace of other men’s spooge or lube or drugs from our boycunt’s tunnel, let’s get the smell of other men’s soap off him too. And so Jeff got to do one of his favorite things in the world: take a very, very sexy shower with his two favorite men in the world. 

 

When the sexy shower started to devolve into a steamy fuck scene—their shared hunger for each other was at a fever pitched—Jose stopped Ben from actually spearing the boy lubeless with a playful slap.  Jose turned off the water and Ben protested, “No, mi amor, I need to be in my boy’s hole.”  Jose held up his finger, and using what Ben and Jeff called his Latino mother voice,  “No fucking mi cariño without lube,” Jose ordered sternly, “He’s our boy not a street whore like you’ve been fucking all week.”  Ben grinned, and said “Okay, mi madre, whatever you say.”  Jose laughed and tossed Ben a big bath sheet. They then all three playfully dried each other, although Jeff was pretty useless because he was so horny and high that he kept on trying to serve their cocks and holes instead of drying them. Finally satisfied they were all reasonably dry, Jose wrapped Jeff like a baby in swaddling and carried him, kissing him passionately, over to the slow play area of their big dungeon. Ben followed close behind, his giant hard dick streaming precum at the prospect of fucking Jeff’s sore, velvet hole.

 

Jose adjusted the music level, keeping it on a low pulsing beat, perfect for fucking.  He heard Jeff cry out: Ben had him in his hands and knees and he was pushing the lube hose in. He must be pretty deep, because Jeff was rigid but he held position, holding his tight asscheeks open. The Tina in the lube was helping though because even though the tube was very deep, he started crying out “Fuck me daddy, fuck me. Oh god daddy I need your cock.”

 

Once the lube tube was very, very deep up the boys hole—nearly 25 inches according to the measurements on it—Ben gave the boy a huge amount of the strongly spiked lube. He did it for the boy’s benefit—Ben knew he so turned in by what he’d seen of the boy’s depravity during his training sessions  with Abdul and Omar that neither he nor Jose could be trusted not to sunk fist armpit deep in the boy at any point in the next 24 hours.  Ben reached down and flipped Jeff over. Jose appeared and put a cushion under the boy’s ass and then another under his head, kissing Jeff on the head as he did so. Jose handed Jeff a bottle of poppers and the leaned down and kissed Ben. “Tranquilo, amor, you want to savor that hit swollen hole for a while.”  Ben grinned, “Si cariño, estoy de acuerdo.  Pero, mi corazonito me necesita, eschuale! [Yes, my darling, I agree. But my little heart needs me, listen!]. “ Jose listened, and grinned. Jeff was indeed chanting softly, “Please daddy, I need your big cock, I’ve missed your cock so much, daddy, please.”  

 

Jose settled back on a comfortable sofa to enjoy the show. He could watch his husband fuck their beloved boy all day—and in fact, he had on several occasions enjoyed a all day- and night-long fuck between the giant redheaded and the small, muscly, twink.  Jose couldn’t keep his hands off Jeff either—that was the point of having Jeff in their relationship, they all desired each other incessantly—but his longest nonchem sessions with Jeff were edging sessions. Jose and Jeff could go for hours and hours on a lazy Sunday, the sun pouring into their big living room windows, the white carpet rolled neatly up and Jeff bound to a chair set in the middle of their big, soft, portable sex playpen, his oversized 8 inch boycock as rock hard as Jose’s own cunt punishing 9 inch and 8 inch diameter fuck tool. Ben would be jacking his equally hard, giant cock, edging himself in tune to what Jose did to Jeff.  Jeff whined and would eventually plead, but his bright blue eyes never left Jose’s dark brown ones, both of them clearly the center of the world for one another.  Occasionally Jose would stop, lean in and make out for 19-20 minutes and on more than one occasion that first kiss made Jeff come uncontrollably. 

 

Ben lined his big cock up, his huge pinky-white muscle body dwarfing Jeff’s much smaller, golden one, and slipped the big head in.  Jeff grunted just slightly, but kept his eyes locked on Ben’s. Ben, using every bit of self-control sunk about five inches into the velvet hole, savoring the way the boys swollen tissues caressed and suckled on his big tool. Ben moaned loudly, “Fuck baby, your hole is so good today.”  He slowly pushed another two inches in, and Jeff cried out. Ben said, “What’s the matter baby?  You got a sore and tender pussy today?  What do you want daddy to do to your swollen pussy, baby?” Jeff smiled.  This was a little ritual they did at the start of every session where Jeff had been used and was supposed to be coming down. “I want daddy to fuck my pussy, fuck my pussy hard,  I want daddy to fist my pussy, make me into his little cunt, ahhhhh…fuuuuuck,” Jeff said as Ben slowly speared him, digging his big ten incher in the boys hole balls deep. As soon as he was in, Ben pulled out and entered the boy slowly and relentlessly at another angle.  Ben fucked the boy like this for half an hour, just pulling out and sinking back in to the root changing his angle and moving his body in many different positions. Jeff was very noisy—Jose knew he’d be noisy the whole time, he always was, because no matter how much he wanted the cocks, fists, and big toes, his pussy really was swollen and tender, and it did hurt. 

 

Jeff’s hole began to loosen up, and Ben really began to drill the boy, pulling his big cock out and driving it deep. Despite all the noise he was making, Jeff kept his eyes locked on Ben’s. The only time they weren’t was when Ben would hit some place in the boys hole that felt amazing or that hurt, and then Jeff would groan and his eyes would roll up in his head.  Ben fucked the boy in all kinds of positions, on his side, doggy, one of Jeff’s legs up on a fuck bench while Ben speared him deep, Jeff’s feet cuffed together while Ben drilled him.  After about one and a half hours, Ben was punch fucking the boy with his big cock, Jeff on his back with his feet still ciffed  together. Ben held the boy’s legs up over his head and just fucked and fucked and fucked. Ben finally lost all control and came with a huge roar, sweat flying off his torso and running down his back.  

 

Ben came for what felt like 5 minutes and then he uncuffed the boys feet.  “I don’t even remember putting  these on you, baby,”  Ben mused. Jose laughed and called over “You never stopped fucking the boy, you just drove him over there with your cock and then picked up a leg and affixed the cuff while pile driving him deeper.”  Ben laughed and tenderly kissed Jeff, “See what you do to your daddy, baby, you make him crazy?”  Jeff smiled up and squeezed Ben’s semi hard cock, “You make me crazy too daddy, fuck me again?”  Ben sighed, “Of course baby, but it’s Daddy Jose’s turn now.”  Jeff lifted his head up and looked for Jose.  “Please, sir, I’ve missed your thick cock so much, please fuck me daddy.”  Jose grinned and jacked his hard cock, “I’ll be there in just a jiffy.”  Ben kept his cock in and he and Jeff made out, Jeff desperately squeezing his cock, his pussy hunger was fully awake now. Jose sidled up to Ben—“Cariño, cover our boys eyes”—Ben put one hand over Jeff’s eyes—his big hand almost as wide as the smaller man’s head, and then stuck his finger in Jeff’s mouth. Jeff immediately started suckling and he squeezed his pussy around Ben’s rapidly hardening tool. “Fuck baby, your hole is so fine,” Ben said with a whine of pleasure.  Jose handed Ben the cuffs for the boys wrists—they matched the ones on his feet—both trimmed in Jeff’s signature fetish colors, red and yellow. Ben saw them and nodded.  And then keeping his voice low, Jose said “Give him a big load of your chempiss and then push this plug in hard and fast.”  Ben grinned darkly, Jose held a a stainless steel globe the size and shape of a trailer hitch ball—in truth, it was actually a trailer hitch ball, the smallest of three sizes they owned—covered in a thick coating of creamy lube that glistened all over with a layer of Tina crushed very very fine. The thing was mounted on a wide piece of metal with smooth edges. This allowed them to drive the ball in deeeor that just its base, the square uncomfortable coupler would drive in as well. Jose’s message was very clear—after he dropped his load in the boy, things were going to start getting wild very, very quickly.

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Jose turned away and he heard Ben sigh as he relieved his bladder into the boy’s hot hole.  Jose gathered together on one of their supply trays a bottle of poppers, some creamy lube, a couple of vials of Tina—one shards the other crushed to a fine powder—an ecstasy pill in a little tiny baggie, and a low wide bowl. Hearing Ben say, “Hold that in, baby, Daddies gonna plug you now. Squeeze hard when the plugs in,” Jose turned to watch the show. Somehow, Ben had gotten his hands on a bandana and he’d blindfolded the boy.  Jeff looked happy and relaxed—exactly what he needed to be—and the chempiss was already affecting him, his ass was moving very slightly. Ben picked up the heavy ball with his strong right hand, gabbing its base carefully, and holding the boys torso still with his other massive arm, he lined the thing up precisely and swiftly drove the big ball into the boys pussy in one hard shove. 

 

Jeff started screaming, and Ben shouted “Clamp down hard, boy.”  Jose saw the boys hole flex as he complied—Jose was always amazed at how obedient Jeff was, even to commands he knew would hurt, and Jeff screamed again as the tightening of his ass brought the entirety of the ball and shaft into contact with his ass. Jeff lay there panting, trying to recover from the surprise penetration. His pants soon turned to moans and his hole was suckling on the big plug. 

 

Turning back to his prep, Jose gathered the other two hitch posts, some other inappropriately large plugs, some tit clamps, a big tube of creamy lube and another of regular lube into a deep sided box. He rarely let Jeff see what he was taking next. He threw in three vials of finely crushed Tina, and grabbed a case and sounds and a little cock whip, because hey, who knew where things were headed, and then gabbed a proper leather blindfold, some sound canceling headphones, and then a little wrench. 

 

He lay the boxes down, close at hand but not in the way, and lay across the boy. Jeff was holding his legs up obediently, quivering with desire. Jose was slightly to Jeff’s right, out of the way of the big disk.  Jeff breathed in through his nose, and he smiled “ Thank the you, Daddy Jose, for the trailer hitch treat.”  Jose pulled the blindfold off and kissed the boy with great passion, his cock dripping precum in a puddle on the boys leg. “Smartass, why do you think that was me?”  Jose teased, “Looked to me like that was Ben?”  “I know my daddies’s indivdual style and that was all you.”  “Okay, not it all,” Jose demanded, “What’s next?”  “You’re going to drive the rest of that hitch, including that square bit into my puuuuuuusy,” Jeff yelled, as Jose did indeed drive the rest of the shaft and the underlying big square washer, coated wrih a double layer of crushed Tina into the boy. 

 

Jose didn’t have to tell the boy to do anything to get the entirety of this new load of Tina innto his swollen hole. The length of the punishing hitch fuck meant that the big, heavy, metal ball was partially stretching his second hole. He could see Jeff’s abdomen—even more defined than it’s usually gorgeous and fat free state due to a four day menu of almost nothing but punishing sex, drugs, and piss—undulating as he struggled to accept the shape of the thing. He knew that Jeff’s hole was pushing and shaking around the metal plate—they had installed a tempered glass one for a play session once just to see, and Jeff’s lips were currently gaping open and squeezing and pushing around the big metal object. Jeff kept jerking from time to time and Jose knew that meant his involuntary spams has bitten him sharply with a Tina burn. 

 

Jose then began his little surprise. Jeff thought he knew every variation of this particular perverse game. But Jose had made an innovation in the design of these tools. He’d had a six inch long piece added to the shank, the threaded part that was beneath the ball and its coupler.  This meant that he could loosen the nut on the back of the little steel plate and the ball could sink into Jeff’s pussy up to six inches more. On the larger ones the shank was now 8 and 10 inches longer. Jose looked up and smiled darkly at Ben, who grinned and rubbed his hands together with excitement. Jeff always responded so beautifully to knew stretching techniques. 

 

Jose blindfolded the boy, his hair already dripping with sweat from the Tina high Jeff smiled dreamily, expecting a forceful fuck from the big ball. Jose told Jeff to push, and Jeff groaned as the big ball settled just a little deeper.  Then quietly putting the wrench into play, Jose said, “Push, beautiful, push your cunt out and keep pushing.” Working quickly, Jose loosened the nut just enough so the threaded part was loose, the heavy weight of the hitch would drive the ball down into the boy. He let it go the entire six inches, when the lose nut and welded on safety one hit the little steel plate, as Jeff heavy moans deepened to groans. “Still think I’m predictable?” Jose teased.  “You’re anything but predictable, papi,” Jeff panted, still adjusting to the huge stretch, “But you do have style, and this is definitely your style.  What’d you do anyway to this thing?”  Jose grinned and gently pulled the toy out about half an inch, Jeff groaning at the movement. Jose let the steel panel rest on his hand and he used his thumb and first finger to pry Jeff’s asshoke wide, the veins on his arm popping in this show of strength. He then used his other hand to grab a vial of shards, and as he used his teeth to open the vial. As he did so, he caught sight of Ben, his cock rock hard and eyes wide, as he’d had no idea Jose had this done to the toys. Ben mouthed quietly, “That was hot, but what the hell?”  Jose just spit the vials lid out and shrugged his shoulders and grinned, and then he carefully tapped a little pile of shards into the boys open hole, making sure they landed on the threaded shaft and the underside of the little coupler nut, letting the big ball sink bank in deep in Jeff’s burning boyhole. 

 

“Squeeze hard and find out,” Jose commanded.  Jeff grunted and then he yelped, as the shards were absorbed into his hole. “You extended the shank,” Jeff said, “Fuck daddy, those little threads feel so great, oh fuck, more Tina,” Jose grinned, “I love you so much beautiful boy, we’ve missed you.”  He leaned in and as they made out, Jeff quietly whispering “I love you too daddy, I love you too,” Jose began fucking the boy deep with the big metal ball, finally pulling it out until just a little of the ball’s head was in and then changing its angle and let letting its heavy weigh drive it into Jeff’s hot hole. After a while as Jeff’s hole opened up, Jose pulled the toy out, relubed it, and then dumped a pole of fine Tina into the flat  bowl.  He rolled the trailer hitch around in the bowl, coating it with Tina.  As he rolled it, he picked up little piles and dropped them all over the long threaded shank. Finally, Jose gave a little shake of his hand to displace any loose threads. He then reached over to the still open vial of shards and dumped for little piles of sharks along the bottom surface of the ball, close to the shank.  This way the base of the big plug and the large square would keep the boy’s colon away from those piles until the metal balls was firmly lodged deep in the boy. He looked up at smiled at Ben who had come over to watch, precum leaking from his cock.  Jeff was going to be riding big trailer hitch balls a lot tonight Jose thought, and his own cock rose to full mast. Jose lined the big ball up and shoved hard, punching the toy deep into the boy’s quivering channel. As Jeff screamed and keened, “Fuck me daddy, oh god, burning pussy, burn me out, core me out deep, oh fuck daddy, use me.”  Jose kept shoving until the ball was home. “Push out hard, then squeeze, keep doing it until I saw so,” Jose commanded. Despite his struggles, Jeff was so well-trained he complied. His hole now received both the four piles of shards and the Tina poured in little piles around the shank shaft. Jeff screamed again but his cock got rock hard. Jeff kept doing it, as ordered, grunting and giving a little cry as his hole encountered more Tina and the big balls settled in further. Ben leaned into Jose, whispering “Fucking hot, babe, fucking hot surprise for our baby boycunt,” and Ben and Jose made out, stroking one another’s big meat. 

 

Jeff soon settled, and he was sucking on the big huge heavy tool with gusto, begging Jose for his big cock. Ben brought Jose a full bowl, and they smoked it, shotgunning each other and then shotgunning Jeff. Ben removed Jeff’s blindfold, smoothing down his drenched hair, and they made out while Ben got his first taste of using the trailer hit toy on his beloved boys hole, reaching his arm down across the boy’s hot torso. Ben fucked the boy hard, much harder than Jose had, brutally changing angles and punching the rapidly cunting pussy hard as his big muscles would allow. Jeff was so far gone into his bottom space that he just begged for more. Meanwhile Jose put in one of his biggest, smooth rings into his PA and coated it with thick lube and rolled his cock around in the wide bowl of Tina. He then grabbed several big shards and tucked them into his big, hanging forskin. Finally he put a huge one in his big piss slit and moved into place, tapping Ben on the shoulder. Ben smiled darkly and moved the toy—deep in the boys hole at the moment—and changed the toy to a nearly impossible angle.  He then quickly ripped the hole out, causing Jeff to cry out and Ben pulled one of the biggest rosebuds ever out of his boy.  Ben tossed the toy away—even with all their padding and soundproof, it still made a heavy thump as it landed, and Ben reached his hands inside Jeff and pulled the rosebud apart so that as Jose speared his cock in as much Tina could reach at the deepest inches Jose’s big cock would penetrate.  Jose smiled and punched his super thick fuck tool into his boy’s swollen, delicious pussy in one deep thrust. It took Jeff’s colon, his mind, and his vocal cords to catch up with one another. The boy’s colon, first had to register total penetration  by a very thick object, a warm, bendy, much loved object but one still wider and thicker than the cruel metal ball it had just been used by, it then he had to register the scraping and pulling of the huge PA ring, which penetrated the boys hole a further inch and one half, then ue had to register the incredible burning of the large amounts of Tina that had just been shoved into it and quick as lightening burned into Jeff’s bloodstream. While this combination of feelings of stretch, depth, and burning desire rapidly coursed on a wave of feelings of pain,  through the boys veins, many visible on his hard little body, on the way to his brain his body reacted anyway, abdomen muscle contracting and spasming, arms flailing. When all these signal reached his brain time stuttered to Jeff and then he opened his voice shouting like the well-trained piggy he was: “Oh fucking burning cock, papi thick cock , fuck, burn, fuck feels so god daddy, papi! fuck me papi, give me that burning dick, stretch me daddy, use me.”  And so Jose settled in to do just that, jamming his tongue down the boys throat and fucking the boy like the little perfect boy whore he was. 

 

Jose enjoyed the boys hot hole immensely. He fucked the boy hard, ravishing his mouth with his tongue while his cock was buried deep, biting Jeff’s perfect nipples, and nuzzling and nipping his ears. Jeff squeezed and milked the thick cock, noisily groaning and moaning at the super thick and wide stretch. Jose whispered unspeakable things in Spanish and Jeff, gone to the world, just cried, “Si papi, soy tuyo, si papi [Yes, daddy, I am yours, yes, daddy].  Jose reached over and grabbed the low flat bow of Tina. He pulled his cock out and quickly rolled the big thick 9 inches in the bowl, making sure to get his cockhead covered too. It was a litttle itchy, but he was going to love Jeff’s response. He held the boys ass open with one hand, trying to make sure Tina got in deep, and used his other hand to align his dick and he speared in in one go. 

 

Jeff was no longer lost in his own mind and pleasure, he shouted, “Oh god papi, burning big cock, fuck daddy that hurts, oh fuck, that feels so good.”  So Jose did it again, a second coating of his cock. Jeff screamed this time, and Jose fucked and fucked him, Jeff whining as the Tina scratched at his ass. But Jeff was so really open, his hole on fire with burning need. Jose felt a tap on his shoulder, and turned to see Ben standing with his massive cock absolutely coated with every vein ridged and surface glittering like a Vampires skin, several huge shards tucked in this hole. Jose grinned and as Ben got down beside him he pulled out. Ben quickly lined up and plunged in. 

 

This time Jeff -really- screamed, a scream of disbelief at the painful, burning violations so deep inside. Ben just smiled and covered his cries with deep kisses as he release a spirt of piss and sent the big shards tumbling down inside his boys burning hole. Ben fucked Jeff so hard, the Tina scratching and occasionally pieces that hadn’t come off yet broke off and Jeff would cry out. But soon all the Tina had reached Jeff’s blood and he started shouting for the men to use him. Ben drove all the way into his boy and then leaned down and brought Jeff’s arms around his shoulders.”Hold on your gorgeous cunt,” Ben said, standing up, cock still firmly lodged in Jeff hot pussy.  Ben then lay down quickly, and pulled Jeff’s torso down, exposing Jeff ‘s hole stuffed wit his big cock.  “You want your Dady Jose’s cock in your steamin’ cunt, baby?  If you do ,ask him nicely.”  Jeff opened his eyes, barely seeing because of his Tina-driven lust, “Please Daddy Jose, I need your cock, please fuck me.”  

 

Jose grinned and slicked up his cock with the strongly-laced lube and lined up behind him. Ben reached out and held Jeff ‘s hips: they’d dp’d their boy hundreds of times, but he was still sore.  Jose gently kissed Jeff’s ear whispering, “I love you cariño, tell me you need my cock stuffing your cunt.”  Jeff groaned and arched his back, making his hole as accessible possible,  Jeff purred, his voice thick with desire, “Papi, stuff my cunt with your big daddy…” Jose speared him in one big shove, Jeff’s voice rising, “meeeaaattt,”. 

 

And a lot of meat it was. Jose’s cock was one of the thickest dicks around, a punishing 9 inches.  Ben’s cock was longer—10 and while a somewhat smaller diameter of 8 inches, it was a very wide cock. When both cocks were in Jeff, it was a very, very big stretch of his bruised and sore assring, rectum and second hole. While he’d begged for it, the double fuck brought into sharp relief that his pussy was sore. 

 

Ben saw that Jeff was struggling. “But baby, I thought you said you wanted both our cocks?” Ben said. Jeff grunted as Jose stretched a particular tender spot, “I do daddy, it’s just a lot of cock for my tender pussy.”  “But you took doubles from the twins, now you don’t want ours?” Ben said.  Jeff side, “No daddy, I want your cocks so much it’s just that it hurts.”  Ben smiled and took pity on his boy and started keeping him really poppered up. Of course all this did was make his hole even more receptive than before and both he and Jose could really start railing the boy. 

 

The two big top men came together, filling Jeff’s increasingly stretched-out boycunt with a huge load. They all collapsed into a pile, and of course, within seconds Jeff was horny again. Jose pulled his dick out and Ben and Jose cuddled Jeff.  “Were you complaining boy?”Jose asked sternly. Before Jeff could answer, Ben spoke up, “No, I asked him.”  “Okay,” Jose said and turned Jeff’s face to his and kissed him. “You should not be complaining about pain. It’s your job to take what we give you. But you can ask for what you need to help—poppers, GHB or Tina.  But you may never ask for a slam. Is that clear? “Yes, Daddy,” Jeff replied, looking deep into Jose’s eyes with a loving expression. 

 

They rested a bit, letting Jeff’s fire build. Then Jose started making out with Jeff in earnest, while Ben kept his hardening cock in constant contact with Jeff’s little muscular body. Ben gently slipped several shards into Jeff’s hole and he started begging to be fucked.  Jose happily obliged, and soon Jeff was back in full form, arching is back and loving having one daddy nibble his taught body while the other pillaged his hole. They went at it like this for a good hour, the top men switching back and forth, until Jeff started begging for fists. “Need Daddy fist, miss Dady fist, please,please,”. Jeff chanted. 

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So Ben lubed up his huge arm and fist, and then poured a big pile of shards into his palm before closing it into a square fist.  Jose pulled his cock out out and spun Jeff around so he was sheltered between his big thighs, Jeff’s hard little body nestled against Jose’s chest,  and pulled Jeff’s legs back. Jeff sprang a woody when he saw Ben’s big arm glistening with lube to his elbow. Jose and Ben laughed: their boys cock had a way of popping hard when he was getting—or about to get—something he really wanted. 

 

Jose whispered “You ready to get your cunt remodeled to fit your daddies big arm?  For us to make  your cunt a Hernandez-King cunt again, baby boy?” Jeff smiled dreamily, as he yelled, “Cunt me, Daddy Ben, cunt me!”  Ben smiled and slowly sank his hand elbow deep in Jeff.  Jeff hissed as the big square fisted entered, stretching his sore asslips, and he grunted, loudly, when Daddy breached his second hole with his giant fist.  But he accepted Ben’s fist to right at the elbow in one smooth and gentle fuck. Ben’s eyes rolled up in his head and he began fervently stroking his meat with his free hand.  “Oh baby boy,” Ben sighed, “That boypussy feels so damn good.”  Jose fed Jeff poppers and Ben moved forward to make out with his boy and as he did so, Jeff’s hole opened and swallowed Ben’s elbow. Jeff and Ben made out dreamily, and then pulled his face back to watch Jeff’s face intently. Ben slowly opened his hand—Jeff groaned with pleasure at the deep stretch, and then he gave a series of small cries as Ben lightly flicked the shards out of his palms, increasing the speed of his movements as the boys hole opened around the new dose of Tina.  When Ben was about half of the way through this process—his hand turned in the opposite direction and flicking chards—a deep hunger erupted in Jeff’s hole.  “Deeper, daddy, please, please, daddy, fuck me, fuck me,” Jeff cried, his entire hole opening up like hungry mouth. Ben quickly closed his hand into the bird shale,  tight around the four remaining shards in his palm and pushed in, and for the first time, Ben King possed his beloved boy’s sweet hole, bicep deep. Ben was very careful as he opened his hand—his gigantic arm was so, so deep in Jeff’s clutching velvet, and he quickly sent those shards ahead of his hand. If those Turkish hunks had gotten his boy to take their arms to the shoulder, you could bet his daddy would be doing the same thing. 

 

Ben fisted his boy for a long while, but the boy just couldn’t seem to get much deeper. So, Jose took over. Jose fisted Jeff’s increasingly sloppy pussy, loosening it until it was starting to get cunted. Jeff was enthusiastically participating, urging them on and begging them to go deeper. Try as everyone might, Jeff couldn’t go much deeper past the top third of his Daddy Ben’s bicep. Jose’s longer arms and smaller hands punched and punched. And so despite their promise to each other not to do it, the two big tops changed strategies. 

 

Ben and Jose greased up big, fat, long stapon cocks, longer than their arms.  They rarely used strap ons—their dicks where plenty big to stretch a boy—and they did enjoy hard fucking a boy with toys. But today seemed like a good day to give Jeff’s cunt a treat. They out Jeff up in the sling and then filled Jeff’s pussy with chempiss, plugged him with an enormous plug, blindfolded the boy and put on his noice canceling headphones playing the same intense hard fucking beat they had on the dungeon system. Jeff was a very happy piggy, playing with his boycunt by pulling the plug out to its widest point then pushing it back in. Ben stood by the boy’s hole and put a big wide bucket under the boy. Jose popped the boys headphones out and said “Push that big plug out of your boycunt, then push that piss out, baby boy.”  Jeff grunted and grunted and the plug dropped out, he cried out and piss came gushing out into the bucket. Jose then directed Jeff to push out as Ben lined the huge strap on tool up, as trashed as the boys hole was, its grotesque width and length still dwarfed the hanging lips.  Ben pushed in smoothy—insistent but not punching it in—and he just kept going. Jeff moaned loudly, “Big thing, oh, big.”  Ben bent his knees and the boy’s weight bearing down from the sling made him speed up, when the thing was a little over halfway in, Jeff went rigid, but his boycunt betrayed him. The deepest part of Jeff’s hole had been  stretched over and over by the big Turks, using their enormous arms and firsts and their collection of truly brutal deep-penetrating tools. And shouting “Oh fuuuuuuuck,” he slid another four inches. Jeff was now panting, so lost in the pain and deliciousness of the deep, sore, stretch, not even aware that Jose had pulled his arm out straight and swabbed it. His eyes opened wide when he felt the needle prick, and then he started coughing from the slam. 

 

Jeff stayed still for just a second, then he moaned and his ass opened up and he slide almost all the way down, chanting the mantra of a slammed pussy boy: “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.”  So Ben fucked him and fucked him, the huge tool sliding deeper and deeper up his hole. Ben’s hard cock slid in alongside the big tool, but Jeff was so open and hungry he didn’t even feel the extra stretch. Ben fucked him for about 30 minutes, the big heavy tool and his own drug intake meant Ben was feeling like he’d run a race, so he slid out. Jose lined up the slightly bigger tool he was wearing, and Jeff could feel it—he moaned loudly, but it went nearly all the way in. Jose kept fucking and fucking until Jeff took the entire giant tool. After another 30-40 minutes, Jose pulled out and Ben took over. They railed the boy harder and harder, until they could punch fuck him with the big toys. Jeff was so very very high and he just surrendered to their pillaging, lost in a world of pleasure. 

 

They decided it was time to fist the boy again. Jose greased up first because his fists were smaller but his arms were longer. He filled his palm with a big pile of shards and closed his hand into the smallest bird shape.  While in some ways this was a kindness—it was the smallest fist shape—it would also be the hand position that would reach the deepest reaches of the boy. Jose was ready for giving his boy a very very deep fuck. The big Latino punk top paused, his folded hand and long, jacked arms glistening with lube.  “Carińo, Bebé,” Jose ordered, “Ojos conmigo. [Beloved, baby, eyes with me.]. Jeff turned his rapt attention to the man’s face. Jose sank his folded fist into the boys hole—so much more fiery now they’d slammed him—it was smooth going until just past the elbow. Jose’s eyes rolled back in his head, “You are going to love this, Ben, mi amor, his deepest reaches are swollen and it’s  going to be like the deepest fuck of a  Sunday pussy.”  A Ben purred with pleasure, a Sunday pussy was what they called a sore and swollen, but still drug-fired and needy, boy hole, and it was one of the absolutely most pleasurable kinds of pussy to fuck and fist. They’d already at the pleasure of using their dicks, and their fists with Jeff’s swollen pussy tonight. And now a third and final chance at depths they’d never achieved before. 

 

Jeff got his papi’s arm in, just at the top of Jose big,  bulging bicep and Jose started ever so slowly fucking.  Jeff stirred and moaned, “Your big bicep feels so good daddy. Stretch me so good, but need Tina papi, please daddy.”  “Don’t worry, cariño,” Jose purred, fuuuck baby boy’s hole felt incredible, “Papi put more than enough shards in his big paw to send you way up.” Jose fucked the boy’s tender insides with his big hand for about five minutes, enjoying the way Jeff looked, trying so hard not to complain but clearly hurting. And so Jose every so slowly opened his fist, keeping fucking and pushing, and began to spread the huge pile of shards. 

 

Jeff grunted every time a shard hit his bloodstream. But he did not whine or complain. He was clearly riding the wave he’d so often experienced—that of one of his daddies fucking him when his pussy was super needy but tender—this wave tapped into the deepest parts of his nearly 1000% bottom instincts, and he associated it with the end of his most incredible sexual experiences, with his “Sunday pussy” being fucked and fisted as the sun rose over the glorious city and the lake. So Jeff pushed back, his hole demanding the fuck. 

 

Satisfied he could give his boy a nice smooth light punch shoulder deep, Jose pulled out of his boy. Jeff’s eyes were rapt on him, so Jose leaned forward and deep kissed him. “What do you need, baby boy?” Jose said.  Jeff smiled, and said huskily, “Fist me please papi, I need your big fist so bad.”  “Oh your gonna get my big fist, baby, but first it’s your other daddies turn.”  And Jeff’s eyes opened wide as he felt Ben’s huge square fist enter his hole. 

 

Ben was on a mission. He’d been watching Jose use the boy and his hunger to have Jeff take his entire arm grew stronger and stronger as he watched Jose take the boys hole so completely. Ben pushed insistently, a little faster than Jeff could handle but Ben wasn’t being brutal. When Ben got to the point, past his bicep where the boy’s hole started to get very puffy and tender, open in the middle where Jose’s big hand had down its magic but closing up quickly, Ben started fucking the boy there. Jeff struggled with this, and he held out for about two minutes before he begged “Poppers or Tina, please daddy, need drugs.”  Ben smiled darkly, “Show daddy how much you want him deep in your hole,baby, prove to  me you want this and then maybe you can have some help.”

 

It took Jeff another two to three minutes, struggling as Ben’s big fist fucked his tender insides deeper and deeper.  Jeff kept his eyes locked on his daddy and then he submitted, his expression one of total abject surrender.  Jeff said softly, “Take me daddy, make me your boy, cunt me daddy.”  Ben smiled and fucked the boy a little harder for about a minute, then he pulled to just inside the boy sore space—he could feel Jeff trying to relax his hole, but he was just too sore.  Ben quickly opened his palm and dropped the shards in a big pile.  Ben kept his palm open and got behind the shards and made his fist back big and square and he pushed the pile of shards into that deep place in front of his square fist. Jeff cried out at the burn, his body arching, and still Ben drove and drove deep, the boy’s hole fluttering and pulsing as the drugs immediately reached the boys bloodstream. Ben did not stop until the hair of his armpits was tickling Jeff’s hole. And then began, for the first time, to really fist his boy. 

 

A few seconds after the massive hit of Tina reached his bloodstream, Jeff felt his hole open up. Jeff soon  thrilled to the deep fucking, urging “Harder, daddy, harder, fuck me, fuck me.”  Ben was soon able to fuck the boy at any depth, up to his shoulder, sliding smoothly into Jeff’s increasingly sloppy hole. Both Ben and Jose were hard as rocks and after about an hour of Ben deep fisting Jeff, Jose began to get ready to make the boy even wilder.

 

Out of Jeff’s eyesight he took the three trailer hitch toys and made sure that the nut holding the shank in place was just one turn of his big hands away from letting the thing loose. He then lubed all three of the toys up and covered them with finely-crushed Tina. He blindfolded Jeff and drew Ben’s attention to the toys. Ben grinned. They had agreed the boy would take all three of these toys at least twice, each one delivering a huge, brutal payoload of Tina as their weight drove them into the boy’s hot hole. 

 

Ben delivered several brutal punches to the boy, and ended with about five minutes of very hard punching of the boys fist and second hole. Jeff was lost in pleasure and enjoyed it. While Jeff punched the boy, Jose brought the biggest toy over, and as Ben pulled out, Jose plunged it into Jeff’s hole, deftly turning the washer and allowing the thing’s heavy weight to drive deep into the boy. Not only was the this toy the longest and thickest the ball part, but this toy also had an extra ten inches.  The boy was getting fucked deep and hard with the metal sphere. Jose fucked and fucked the boy, making sure every single bit of Tina was off the toy. Then Ben stepped in with the next size down and while he fucked Jeff,  Jose lubed and the toy he’d just used and again covered it in Tina. 

 

They gave the boy fuck after fuck with the heavy metal balls, pulling them out and lubina them up while the other worked on Jeff’s hole. Jeff struggled a bit at first, but by the fourth toy he’d gotten so high, he just sighed. By the sixth time they did it, he was pushing back and begging for them to use him. They gave him two more—for a total of 8 times—and Jose used the biggest one and then fucked the boy harder snd harder, changing angles until his hole was so very loose and sloppy. Jose pulled the toy out and picked Jeff up, Jose fisting the boy the entire time, and took him over to one of their padded play areas. And put Jeff down— and Jeff just knelt in position, chest to the floor, holding asscheeks open—babbling about his need to be used. 

 

So for another 8 hours they used the boy, fucking and fisting him in every position.  They filled his hole with chempiss and fisted it out of him, over and over.  Finally, when his hole started to close up, Ben bound him tightly to a fisting table and they used their cruelest depth toys on his tender hole, punching and fisting him from time to time. Finally, when Jeff couldn’t take anymore abuse without crying, they used a long tool with a reservoir, meant to imitate the silicon cock coming, and filled the reservoir with a big booty bump of a Tina and X disolved in lube, and then used Tina-laced lube all over the long dildo. They then eased it straight up Jeff’s hole, being neither kind nor cruel, as Jeff breathed and gasped in from the soreness but then they released the liquid and began to fuck him yet again. 

 

They released him from his bounds and made him service them, sucking on their big cocks, drinking their piss, serving their musky holes, and on demand he rode their cocks and sat down on their fists. From time to time one of them would drop a shard in, to keep the boy going.  Jeff was in total sub boy mode, they’d broken into the deepest recesses of his submissive soul, and Jeff enjoyed it, eagerly doing whatever sexual task Jose and Ben demanded of him. 

 

Finally, though, the boys exhaustion began to catch up with him and the overused hole began to get puffy again. So Jose and Ben lay him on his back, and gave him a final load, relishing his little moans and cries and the feeling of his swollen hole that dutifully sucked and squeezed their big cocks. Once they’d given him a final load, they moved over to the coming down area and Jose put on slow, relaxing morning music. They then took the boy into the shower and everyone cleaned up. They then cleaned the boy out, being as gentle as they could, and put a soothing ointment up the boys hole. 

 

The three men got in a snuggle pile, with Jeff pressed between his two huge daddies, and they made out.  The big men praised Jeff, tenderly kissing him, telling him what an excellent boy he was. Finally, when it was clear that everyone was getting tired, and despite the drugs, Jeff was exhausted, Ben carried him up to their big bed.  Everyone fell asleep, and when they awoke again, they drank water and Gatorade and gave Jeff another pill and had him sleep another sex hours. 

 

About six weeks later, Jeff was again in the dungeon.  He was high as a kite, bound tightly to an elevated set of metal pipes. His perfect chest heaved, and a faint trickle of blood ran from his freshly pierced nipples, thick needles piecing his little tits in a cruel X.  His cock was rock-hard from a shot of trimex, and Jose was edging him, and had been for many hours. Underneath the boy, lying comfortably on a long weight bench, was Ben, fisting the boy deep.  Jeff had an otherworldly smile on his face but he seemed utterly content. Little sweet innocent Jeff had been transformed into his truest self, an inhibited pig bottom cunt. Jeffrey Morris was home. 

[themiraclebox]

hot!!! wish he was slammed 

[TaKinGDeePanal]

On 5/21/2024 at 5:08 AM, themiraclebox said:

hot!!! wish he was slammed 

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On 5/21/2024 at 3:45 AM, bottomboyam said:

Jeff was now panting, so lost in the pain and deliciousness of the deep, sore, stretch, not even aware that Jose had pulled his arm out straight and swabbed it. His eyes opened wide when he felt the needle prick, and then he started coughing from the slam.