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The bodybuilders at the gym looked frowningly at fifteen
year old Danny.
Well half of them did. The other occupants of the gym, men
of all ages from
seventeen to seventy-five, looked at him with unbridled
lust. Naked old men,
with their dicks and balls hanging half way down to their
knees waddled back
and forth through the locker room. It's a funny thing how
old men in health
clubs seem to be the only ones totally unconcerned about
being naked. They
are quite a sight, sagging bellies, flabby asses, and those
long balls
swinging like bell clappers as they walk. The spend hours
talking about
sports and movies and you name it totally naked in the
locker room. Everyone
else wears a towel. Some of them are boy hungry faggots.
Some of them ate
Danny with their eyes.
Mark and Clint took a locker on each side of Danny. They
quickly changed
into jock straps, gym shorts, tee shirts, and athletic
shoes and socks.
Danny stood there in his cut offs..no shoes, no shirt, no
nothing except his
smooth pale trembling body. Guys had turned their heads to
stare when he
walked in with his two new "business partners." I mean,
even in summer,
what kind of fifteen year old kid walks around outside
totally bare assed
except for a pair of ridiculously small cut-offs? Only a
cock hungry faggot.
The bodybuilders at the club knew about faggots. Faggots
were always gawking
at their muscles. Faggots followed them into the steam
rooms and into the
showers. Faggots bent over in the showers to show how their
asses could take
the cocks of the bodybuilders. Faggots hung around the
locker room too long,
trying to get as much of a look at swinging bodybuilder
prick as they could.
Faggots sometimes stole dirty jockstraps or wet towels to
suck on while they
jerked their pathetic dicks. And sometimes, like for
instance when their
wives or girlfriends were on the rag, the bodybuilders used
the faggots'
mouths or assholes as cum dumps. They pegged Danny for a
faggot right away.
They preferred young faggot to older faggot. Young faggot
mouth was soft and
warm and felt like young pussy. And young faggot asshole
was tight and
smooth and gave a much better fuck than some stretched out
often fucked
faggot hole. Yeah, if you were going to sidestep cunt for a
walk on the wild
side, young faggot was best.
"Okay Danny take off the cut-offs." clint said, one
hand on the
shoulder of his young involuntary friend.
"I need gym gear." the kid had been told they were going
to do a photo
shoot in the gym. Both guys had their cameras.
" We got your modeling costume right here, but strip
bare assed
first."
Danny blinked and undid the button on the tight cut-off
jeans. He peeled
down the shorts and stepped out of them. His fifteen year
old dick which was
very large for a boy his age...well for anyone
really...swung back and
forth.Mark and Clint got boners at once in their jockstraps
looking at the
naked kid. They had been playing with him for hours now,
and neither of them
had as yet gotten anything from him. Not yet. That would
change soon, as
soon as their humiliation games turned into fucking games.
Both Clint and
Mark appreciated the fact that Danny was a bit of a freak
in the cock
department, but because neither of them was a faggot, they
were much more
interested in the naked boy's perfect ass.
The locker room was quite full of men of all ages and
sizes. Danny stood
facing his locker, almost pressed up against the metal so
no one would see
his dick and balls.
"Hey, listen Dan, do us a favor will you. To over to the
pile of towels
at the other end of the locker room and get us three towels
would you. I
forgot to bring any."
"Puh...lease. I can't go like this." Danny was
trembling with fear and
shame once again. He looked so fucking cute that way.
"Of course you can. This is a locker room in a gym. Guys
are used to
seeing naked bodies. Besides, we are all guys, nothing to
be ashamed of. The
only guys here who get mean looks are faggots who cover
their dicks and
balls with their hands. That makes the bodybuilders real
angry. So you
better not cover yourself. Now be a good kid and fetch us
some towels."
"You guys are already dressed, can't one of you go?
Can't I put on my gym
clothes first?"
"Naw, you go just like that. You don't want to make Mark
and me angry, do
you? We don't want to have to arrest you." They weren't
really cops at all,
but they had Danny believing they were.
Danny felt like crying again. He thought his baby days
of crying were
over. He had not shed a tear in two years...not until he
met these two. Now
he wanted to cry all the time,and sometimes he did. Now
the beautiful boy
rubbed his eyes and turned to walk across the locker room.
He took a few
steps away from the locker, and his legs felt like rubber.
He almost had to
sit down on the wooden bench. Mark was snapping photos. He
had to be careful
because some of the guys in the gym would not want their
photos taken. He
was using a very tiny camera he could easily hide. Mark
watched Danny's ass
globes rise and fall as the fifteen year old walked out of
the row of
lockers into the middle of the room. Mark rubbed the hard
lump of leaking
dick in his jockstrap. The kid was just so fucking
hot...and so fucking
scared.
Danny wanted to cover himself, but he didn't want the
guys in the gym to
think he was a faggot. He saw muscular men at the sink
shaving, men walking
back from the showers, men at their lockers...all of them
wearing towels or
underwear. Heads turned. Guys stopped what they were doing
to look at the
fifteen year old boy. There was a rule in the health club
that except for
Father and Son Day, you had to be eighteen to use the club.
So to see such
young fuckemat walking around naked was unusual. Mark knew
the owner of the
gym, so that's why it could be arranged.
Somebody made a wolf Whistle and somebody else laughed.
More heads turned
and guys stopped in their tracks to look at the young boy
with the big dick.
Danny's teenage nuts swung as he walked as well. Some old
men who were naked
and talking about roofing on houses or something, stopped
mid sentence to
look at the fresh pale boycunt. Even an old fart who
preferred twat couldn't
resist the allure of a soft smooth boy ass like Danny's.
"Hey, chickee, chickee, chickee..." someone said and
laughter filled the
locker room.
Danny knew they were all staring at his fucker and ass.
He was a totally
innocent boy. His only sexual experiences had been jerking
off in his room.
Oh the thrill of corrupting such fucking purity.
Danny finally made it back with the towels.
"It took you long enough," Mark grinned. "You must like
showing off your
clit and pussy to those guys." Danny blinked. He didn't
understand why
Mark had used those words.
"Can I please get dressed now?"
"Sure thing. We got to get out into the gym to work out.
We want to get
some modeling shots of you running laps and on the workout
machines."
Clint handed Danny a tiny piece of white material. It
was almost see
through. It was no larger than the red bikini swim suit had
been, and it was
almost transparent.
"What is this?" Danny stammered.
"That's what you are going to wear in the gym."
"There are women and girls in the gym too."
Clint grinned. 'Yup. Go on, put it on. Or would you
rather go out
naked?"
Danny stood there shaking with fear and shame. He
stepped into the tiny
white brief and pulled it up. First of all, like everything
else they had
made him wear, it was much too small. It was like it was
for a kid of ten.
Danny had a slender waist, but his ass was nice and strong
and his package
huge. He could hardly get the material up over his
genitals.
"Oh God..no...." he wailed. Mark and Clint laughed.
"Perfect." They said. Then Mark pulled two blue pills
out of his pocket.
"Now swallow these pills."
Danny's pretty eyes grew wide. 'I don't do drugs."
"These are not going to hurt you. Just shut the fuck up
and take them"
Danny swallowed the viagra without knowing what they
were. Then the two
men pushed him out toward the gym.
"Do I really gotta go out into the gym dressed like
this?" He looked
down and could see the entire outline of his prick and
balls through the
material, and the skin color of his prick showed through as
well.
"You look real hot kid. Look, lots of guys are staring
at you already."
They were too. They were wondering what kind of freak
would go to a
public gym dressed like that. They led Danny out into the
gym and told him
to do five laps on the running track. There were over fifty
other people
working out and the track passed by all of them.
"Oh please, please please don't make me do this." Danny
pleaded with
them.
"Would you rather go to reform school? That confession
you signed. We
added a few other things you never read...like groping
little children and
face fucking some really young kids. You'll be shut away
for a long long
time."
Danny sobbed quietly to himself as he started jogging
around the track.
Everyone stopped to stare at him. He had no shoes...no
socks...no tee shirt.
Only a very tiny thong like pair of white briefs that were
almost see
through. The were so small the waist band rode less than an
inch above his
dick root. When he ran, his big teen balls moved in the
pouch obscenely.
Women looked shocked. Some turned away in disgust. Others
glared hungrily at
his dick and balls. As he ran, he stared to sweat. His
young smooth almost
hairless body glistened. And the suit got wet and became
see through. Now
they could all see his dick and balls clearly. Some well
muscled guys began
to line the track to watch him. Those interested in fucking
boymeat gathered
to get a good look at the nearly naked kid. Danny was
crying pretty hard
as he finished the first lap. He was so weak from stress
that he almost
collapsed into Mark's arms.
"I can't do any more. I can't. Please don't make me.
They are all looking
at me." Mark held the boy and rubbed one hand down over
the kid's ass
globes. Danny felt a strange tingle go through his young
body. Mark kept
rubbing his ass mounds, now and then squeezing the ass
cheeks. His other
hand rubbed Danny's back.
"You are doing real well kid. Just four more laps."
"Oh please, I am begging you, don't make me do this!"
Danny's tears fell
onto the older guy's tee shirt. Mark stepped back one step
and his hands
went to Danny's chest. He started to rub the kid's nipples.
"Come on Dan, don't let us down now. The sooner you do
this, the sooner we
can leave." His fingers rubbed the boy's sensitive nipple
nubs. Danny felt
a jolt in his groin. It was like he was going to get an
erection, but he
didn't know why. He felt anything but sexed up. He felt
ashamed and
degraded.
Danny ran his second lap. By now the boys who love boy
ass were crowded
right onto the track watching him as he ran by. Most of
them didn't care if
others saw them eyeing the boy candy. They were Proud to be
Gay and besides,
how often does a faggot get to see such delicious boyfuck?
Danny felt if only he had athletic shoes on, he would
feel better.
Something about being bare foot made the experience much
worse. He ran and
the sweat dripped from his young body. The suit became more
and more
transparent. His teen dick and balls now could be clearly
seen. His cock
felt thicker somehow. He finished the second lap.
"Good work. We got some excellent photos for the website.
Only three laps
to go." Cling rubbed Danny's shoulders while Mark twisted
his tits.
"Please don't do that..." Danny pleaded, feeling his
young cock responding
to their hands.
"We are just trying to relax you." Clint grabbed an ass
cheek in each hand
and squeezed. Mark plucked at Danny's titties like he was
playing a musical
instrument. Danny felt his dick give a lurch. It pushed out
the front of the
white suit. They kept playing with him. His dick erected
pushing out the
stretchy material.
"Oh my God, I'm getting hard!" Danny was aghast. Why was
his dick feeling
all itchy and tingly. Why was it getting so hard? The
viagra was working.
Soon the boy's prick was pushing straight out.
"Now run your third lap, Danny." Mark said, slapping the
boy on the ass.
'Oh God, not like this, please. Don't make me run like
this."
"Run, Danny, run!" They actually shoved the boy onto the
track, and
several men standing nearby applauded. Danny could feel
his dickhead
trying to force itself up and over the waist band of the
briefs. He could
feel it working it's way out, and pushing the briefs out
the way it did, his
balls began to slip out of the pouch. He would be running
with his balls
hanging out and his dick sticking up for everyone to see!
"Oh Christ, what am I going to do?" he wondered as he
ran and his fat
virgin fuckmeat just got harder and harder. Tears ran down
his cheeks and
dripped off his chin. Sweat dripped from his ballsack and
ass crack.
Men were openly rubbing their crotches as they stared at
the near naked
running teen boy. Women felt their pussies grow wet at the
sight. His dick
was pushing as if to burst through the material. A wet spot
formed on the
material where his teen cock started to leak.
"Oh Dear God, I am leaking. Why am I leaking?" Danny
sobbed as he ran.
But he still had two laps to go and the worst was yet to
come! The bodybuilders at the gym looked frowningly at fifteen
year old Danny.
Well half of them did. The other occupants of the gym, men
of all ages from
seventeen to seventy-five, looked at him with unbridled
lust. Naked old men,
with their dicks and balls hanging half way down to their
knees waddled back
and forth through the locker room. It's a funny thing how
old men in health
clubs seem to be the only ones totally unconcerned about
being naked. They
are quite a sight, sagging bellies, flabby asses, and those
long balls
swinging like bell clappers as they walk. The spend hours
talking about
sports and movies and you name it totally naked in the
locker room. Everyone
else wears a towel. Some of them are boy hungry faggots.
Some of them ate
Danny with their eyes.
Mark and Clint took a locker on each side of Danny. They
quickly changed
into jock straps, gym shorts, tee shirts, and athletic
shoes and socks.
Danny stood there in his cut offs..no shoes, no shirt, no
nothing except his
smooth pale trembling body. Guys had turned their heads to
stare when he
walked in with his two new "business partners." I mean,
even in summer,
what kind of fifteen year old kid walks around outside
totally bare assed
except for a pair of ridiculously small cut-offs? Only a
cock hungry faggot.
The bodybuilders at the club knew about faggots. Faggots
were always gawking
at their muscles. Faggots followed them into the steam
rooms and into the
showers. Faggots bent over in the showers to show how their
asses could take
the cocks of the bodybuilders. Faggots hung around the
locker room too long,
trying to get as much of a look at swinging bodybuilder
prick as they could.
Faggots sometimes stole dirty jockstraps or wet towels to
suck on while they
jerked their pathetic dicks. And sometimes, like for
instance when their
wives or girlfriends were on the rag, the bodybuilders used
the faggots'
mouths or assholes as cum dumps. They pegged Danny for a
faggot right away.
They preferred young faggot to older faggot. Young faggot
mouth was soft and
warm and felt like young pussy. And young faggot asshole
was tight and
smooth and gave a much better fuck than some stretched out
often fucked
faggot hole. Yeah, if you were going to sidestep cunt for a
walk on the wild
side, young faggot was best.
"Okay Danny take off the cut-offs." clint said, one
hand on the
shoulder of his young involuntary friend.
"I need gym gear." the kid had been told they were going
to do a photo
shoot in the gym. Both guys had their cameras.
" We got your modeling costume right here, but strip
bare assed
first."
Danny blinked and undid the button on the tight cut-off
jeans. He peeled
down the shorts and stepped out of them. His fifteen year
old dick which was
very large for a boy his age...well for anyone
really...swung back and
forth.Mark and Clint got boners at once in their jockstraps
looking at the
naked kid. They had been playing with him for hours now,
and neither of them
had as yet gotten anything from him. Not yet. That would
change soon, as
soon as their humiliation games turned into fucking games.
Both Clint and
Mark appreciated the fact that Danny was a bit of a freak
in the cock
department, but because neither of them was a faggot, they
were much more
interested in the naked boy's perfect ass.
The locker room was quite full of men of all ages and
sizes. Danny stood
facing his locker, almost pressed up against the metal so
no one would see
his dick and balls.
"Hey, listen Dan, do us a favor will you. To over to the
pile of towels
at the other end of the locker room and get us three towels
would you. I
forgot to bring any."
"Puh...lease. I can't go like this." Danny was
trembling with fear and
shame once again. He looked so fucking cute that way.
"Of course you can. This is a locker room in a gym. Guys
are used to
seeing naked bodies. Besides, we are all guys, nothing to
be ashamed of. The
only guys here who get mean looks are faggots who cover
their dicks and
balls with their hands. That makes the bodybuilders real
angry. So you
better not cover yourself. Now be a good kid and fetch us
some towels."
"You guys are already dressed, can't one of you go?
Can't I put on my gym
clothes first?"
"Naw, you go just like that. You don't want to make Mark
and me angry, do
you? We don't want to have to arrest you." They weren't
really cops at all,
but they had Danny believing they were.
Danny felt like crying again. He thought his baby days
of crying were
over. He had not shed a tear in two years...not until he
met these two. Now
he wanted to cry all the time,and sometimes he did. Now
the beautiful boy
rubbed his eyes and turned to walk across the locker room.
He took a few
steps away from the locker, and his legs felt like rubber.
He almost had to
sit down on the wooden bench. Mark was snapping photos. He
had to be careful
because some of the guys in the gym would not want their
photos taken. He
was using a very tiny camera he could easily hide. Mark
watched Danny's ass
globes rise and fall as the fifteen year old walked out of
the row of
lockers into the middle of the room. Mark rubbed the hard
lump of leaking
dick in his jockstrap. The kid was just so fucking
hot...and so fucking
scared.
Danny wanted to cover himself, but he didn't want the
guys in the gym to
think he was a faggot. He saw muscular men at the sink
shaving, men walking
back from the showers, men at their lockers...all of them
wearing towels or
underwear. Heads turned. Guys stopped what they were doing
to look at the
fifteen year old boy. There was a rule in the health club
that except for
Father and Son Day, you had to be eighteen to use the club.
So to see such
young fuckemat walking around naked was unusual. Mark knew
the owner of the
gym, so that's why it could be arranged.
Somebody made a wolf Whistle and somebody else laughed.
More heads turned
and guys stopped in their tracks to look at the young boy
with the big dick.
Danny's teenage nuts swung as he walked as well. Some old
men who were naked
and talking about roofing on houses or something, stopped
mid sentence to
look at the fresh pale boycunt. Even an old fart who
preferred twat couldn't
resist the allure of a soft smooth boy ass like Danny's.
"Hey, chickee, chickee, chickee..." someone said and
laughter filled the
locker room.
Danny knew they were all staring at his fucker and ass.
He was a totally
innocent boy. His only sexual experiences had been jerking
off in his room.
Oh the thrill of corrupting such fucking purity.
Danny finally made it back with the towels.
"It took you long enough," Mark grinned. "You must like
showing off your
clit and pussy to those guys." Danny blinked. He didn't
understand why
Mark had used those words.
"Can I please get dressed now?"
"Sure thing. We got to get out into the gym to work out.
We want to get
some modeling shots of you running laps and on the workout
machines."
Clint handed Danny a tiny piece of white material. It
was almost see
through. It was no larger than the red bikini swim suit had
been, and it was
almost transparent.
"What is this?" Danny stammered.
"That's what you are going to wear in the gym."
"There are women and girls in the gym too."
Clint grinned. 'Yup. Go on, put it on. Or would you
rather go out
naked?"
Danny stood there shaking with fear and shame. He
stepped into the tiny
white brief and pulled it up. First of all, like everything
else they had
made him wear, it was much too small. It was like it was
for a kid of ten.
Danny had a slender waist, but his ass was nice and strong
and his package
huge. He could hardly get the material up over his
genitals.
"Oh God..no...." he wailed. Mark and Clint laughed.
"Perfect." They said. Then Mark pulled two blue pills
out of his pocket.
"Now swallow these pills."
Danny's pretty eyes grew wide. 'I don't do drugs."
"These are not going to hurt you. Just shut the fuck up
and take them"
Danny swallowed the viagra without knowing what they
were. Then the two
men pushed him out toward the gym.
"Do I really gotta go out into the gym dressed like
this?" He looked
down and could see the entire outline of his prick and
balls through the
material, and the skin color of his prick showed through as
well.
"You look real hot kid. Look, lots of guys are staring
at you already."
They were too. They were wondering what kind of freak
would go to a
public gym dressed like that. They led Danny out into the
gym and told him
to do five laps on the running track. There were over fifty
other people
working out and the track passed by all of them.
"Oh please, please please don't make me do this." Danny
pleaded with
them.
"Would you rather go to reform school? That confession
you signed. We
added a few other things you never read...like groping
little children and
face fucking some really young kids. You'll be shut away
for a long long
time."
Danny sobbed quietly to himself as he started jogging
around the track.
Everyone stopped to stare at him. He had no shoes...no
socks...no tee shirt.
Only a very tiny thong like pair of white briefs that were
almost see
through. The were so small the waist band rode less than an
inch above his
dick root. When he ran, his big teen balls moved in the
pouch obscenely.
Women looked shocked. Some turned away in disgust. Others
glared hungrily at
his dick and balls. As he ran, he stared to sweat. His
young smooth almost
hairless body glistened. And the suit got wet and became
see through. Now
they could all see his dick and balls clearly. Some well
muscled guys began
to line the track to watch him. Those interested in fucking
boymeat gathered
to get a good look at the nearly naked kid. Danny was
crying pretty hard
as he finished the first lap. He was so weak from stress
that he almost
collapsed into Mark's arms.
"I can't do any more. I can't. Please don't make me.
They are all looking
at me." Mark held the boy and rubbed one hand down over
the kid's ass
globes. Danny felt a strange tingle go through his young
body. Mark kept
rubbing his ass mounds, now and then squeezing the ass
cheeks. His other
hand rubbed Danny's back.
"You are doing real well kid. Just four more laps."
"Oh please, I am begging you, don't make me do this!"
Danny's tears fell
onto the older guy's tee shirt. Mark stepped back one step
and his hands
went to Danny's chest. He started to rub the kid's nipples.
"Come on Dan, don't let us down now. The sooner you do
this, the sooner we
can leave." His fingers rubbed the boy's sensitive nipple
nubs. Danny felt
a jolt in his groin. It was like he was going to get an
erection, but he
didn't know why. He felt anything but sexed up. He felt
ashamed and
degraded.
Danny ran his second lap. By now the boys who love boy
ass were crowded
right onto the track watching him as he ran by. Most of
them didn't care if
others saw them eyeing the boy candy. They were Proud to be
Gay and besides,
how often does a faggot get to see such delicious boyfuck?
Danny felt if only he had athletic shoes on, he would
feel better.
Something about being bare foot made the experience much
worse. He ran and
the sweat dripped from his young body. The suit became more
and more
transparent. His teen dick and balls now could be clearly
seen. His cock
felt thicker somehow. He finished the second lap.
"Good work. We got some excellent photos for the website.
Only three laps
to go." Cling rubbed Danny's shoulders while Mark twisted
his tits.
"Please don't do that..." Danny pleaded, feeling his
young cock responding
to their hands.
"We are just trying to relax you." Clint grabbed an ass
cheek in each hand
and squeezed. Mark plucked at Danny's titties like he was
playing a musical
instrument. Danny felt his dick give a lurch. It pushed out
the front of the
white suit. They kept playing with him. His dick erected
pushing out the
stretchy material.
"Oh my God, I'm getting hard!" Danny was aghast. Why was
his dick feeling
all itchy and tingly. Why was it getting so hard? The
viagra was working.
Soon the boy's prick was pushing straight out.
"Now run your third lap, Danny." Mark said, slapping the
boy on the ass.
'Oh God, not like this, please. Don't make me run like
this."
"Run, Danny, run!" They actually shoved the boy onto the
track, and
several men standing nearby applauded. Danny could feel
his dickhead
trying to force itself up and over the waist band of the
briefs. He could
feel it working it's way out, and pushing the briefs out
the way it did, his
balls began to slip out of the pouch. He would be running
with his balls
hanging out and his dick sticking up for everyone to see!
"Oh Christ, what am I going to do?" he wondered as he
ran and his fat
virgin fuckmeat just got harder and harder. Tears ran down
his cheeks and
dripped off his chin. Sweat dripped from his ballsack and
ass crack.
Men were openly rubbing their crotches as they stared at
the near naked
running teen boy. Women felt their pussies grow wet at the
sight. His dick
was pushing as if to burst through the material. A wet spot
formed on the
material where his teen cock started to leak.
"Oh Dear God, I am leaking. Why am I leaking?" Danny
sobbed as he ran.
But he still had two laps to go and the worst was yet to
come!
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