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Danny tossed and turned. He could not sleep well. He knew
the cameras were
on him. Mark and Clint had left the boy exhausted just a
few hours ago. They
had set up tiny cameras on the ceiling of his bedroom and
bathroom. Danny
had tried to get rid of them by telling them that his mom
was coming home
soon, but they seemed to know her schedule and whereabouts.
Now in his bed, wearing a pair of skimpy white underpants
and nothing
else, the fifteen year old boy wanted to run down the hall
to his mother's
room and tell here everything that had happened. He wanted
to share his
humiliation and fear with her, to cry on her shoulder and
be held by her.
But he knew it would do no good. She was in her own world.
She drank a lot
now and was always at work, or trying to find a new
boyfriend so she could
forget Danny's father.
After installing the cameras, Mark had laid down the
rules.
"When you are in your room, you will be naked at all
times except for the
underwear that we have instructed you to wear. We will
leave you with
various modeling outfits and instructions each day. When
you sleep, you will
not cover yourself with a blanket or sheet. You will get
used to this. When
you need to take a shit or a piss or to shower, you will
remove your
underwear before going into the bathroom and hang it on the
door knob. You
will then enter the bathroom totally naked and do whatever
job you need to
do. That includes things like brushing your teeth or
gargling. You will be
totally naked in the bathroom at all times. In the bedroom
you may wear the
shorts. You eat, do homework, read ...whatever in your
bedroom from now on."
Danny couldn't believe these perverts were going to have
cameras on him
while he used the toilet. He tried to fight back as best he
could at
fifteen. "I should call the police and report you!" He
said, tears in his
beautiful young eyes.
Clint lashed out and slapped Danny hard on the face. So
hard, he left the
imprint of his hand on the kid's cheek. Danny's head spun.
"You fucking Twat! You forget, we are the police! You
go ahead and turn
us in, and we will tell them you are lying because we were
about to arrest
you for hustling, obscene behavior, molesting little kids,
and masturbating
at a health club. I am sure we could get lots of eye
witnesses! You'd be
slapped in a reform school in no time. Is that what you
want?"
Danny shook his head and huge tears rolled down his soft
young cheeks and
dripped from his chin.
"Then, you'd better get with the fucking program and not
cause us any
more trouble!" Now tomorrow morning, we'll pick you up at
nine o'clock.
You wear what is in this bag and nothing else. You
understand? Tonight you
wear these nice tight whities to bed. You are doing an okay
job so far, but
we need to see a bit more enthusiasm from you!"
Mark nudged his buddy. "We got to get going, we got
another boy to work
with tonight. Maybe you'll meet him some day soon for a
little double
modeling routine." Both guys laughed. "What say you give
your new buddies
a kiss goodnight?"
Danny's mouth hung open. "A kiss?"
"Yeah," Mark smiled, showing his even white teeth.
He was very
handsome. Yeah, a nice friendly kiss, just to show that you
respect us!"
Danny had never kissed a guy. That was so queer. He hated
the idea. But
what could he do. He was standing in his own bedroom
totally naked since
they had not allowed him to dress again. His big boy dick
was hanging
flaccid over his full young balls. He kind of bounced from
naked foot to
naked foot in his nervousness and his balls jiggled and
danced.
"So come on, give us a kiss and we can get out of here for
tonight."
Danny wanted them to leave. He wanted them to leave more
than he had ever
wanted anything in his whole entire life. He padded on bare
feet over to the
guys and puckered his cute young lips. He leaned up to kiss
Mark on the
cheek. Mark slapped him away!
"What the fuck is wrong with you? Shit, you really are a
little perverted
slut, aren't you?" He pushed Danny back.
"But you said...you wanted me to kiss you goodnight!"
The poor boy was
totally confused.
Mark hauled down his gym shorts and jock strap. His
long fat uncut
fuckmeat flopped over the waistband.
"Yeah, kiss our dick's goodnight!"
Clint also tugged down his shorts and jock and revealed
a darker, more
wrinkled prick with a longer foreskin that puckered at the
tip and huge
hairy balls.
"It's your choice, Kid. Either you kiss our dicks
goodnight and we go, or
we stay and play some more games. We got all kinds of games
in mind. Like
how about we take some nice modeling photos of you wearing
some of your
mom's bras and panties?
Danny felt his stomach do a flip and it almost heaved
right up out of his
mouth. "Oh God, no....I ....oh Jeez!"
"Come on , kid, just a nice kiss good buy, right on our
dicks."
Danny fell to his knees. The two fat cocks hung before
him. They started
to move a bit and grow thicker and longer. They guys were
so turned on by
the terrified kid, they couldn't control their lust. Have
you ever had a
fifteen year old kid kiss your dick? It is a wonderful
feeling. The lips of
a boy that age are very soft and pliant.
Danny could smell the fuckmeat. The cocks smelled sweaty
and raunchy from
the gym. The jockstraps were old and unwashed and stank of
urine and cum and
sweat.
"Prove to us what a good little model you are going to be
for us for the
next two months, Danny. Then we can all get along just
fine."
Mark put one large hand under his huge nutsack and kind
of lifted it
toward Danny's mouth.
"Kiss my balls goodnight too." The room spun as the
young boy leaned in
and planted his lips first on the cock stalk of the
muscular stud, and then
on the full low hanging nuts in their sack of soft skin."
"That a boy. I really like you Danny. That wasn't so hard
now was it?"
Danny shook his head as if in a trance. The smell of the
prick and balls
was making him dizzy. He turned on his knees to face Clint,
who also held up
his fat cock and nuts.
"Show your respect, Danny. Respect is the key to us
getting along." Both
Mark and Clint wanted to just grab the kid and brutally
fuck his face. They
had to use all of their will power not to do it. But they
knew that going
slowly and tormenting the youth one step at a time would
pay off in the
future.
"Just make believe you are kissing one of those cute
girls from your
school goodnight!" Clint said, shaking his half hard dick
in Danny's face.
The poor boy had never been so close to male dick! Not that
there is any
other kind. Still, he had never been so close to the dicks
of others. At
school once, when he was seated on a bench in the locker
room, another boy
who was standing had turned toward him after stepping out
of his wet dirty
jock strap, and the boy's teenage prick had almost slapped
Danny in the
face. Danny had screamed bloody murder and the kid has
apologized profusely.
Now Danny was kissing penises. Kissing cocks! He wanted it
over with. He
leaned in and kissed the wrinkled prick flesh. He felt it
jolt and move and
the foreskin pulled back a bit. The smell grew greater.
Danny wanted to
puke. He leaned away from the dick.
"Don't forget to kiss my balls too." Clint said.
Clint's balls were much
hairier than Marks. They were somehow more obscene. Danny
gave a little sigh
which seemed to come from his very soul and leaned in and
kissed the dude's
right nut.
"I've got two of them. How about a kiss on the other one."
Danny was shaking terribly. He moaned and quickly kissed
the other
stinking nut.
"Danny you only kissed one of my balls and you kissed
both of Clint's."
Danny crawled back to Mark and lifted his sweet innocent
face and kissed
Mark quickly on the scrotum.
"NO, dummy, you already kissed that one. Kiss the other
one!"
Those of you who have forced a young boy to kiss or lick
your nuts will
know that there is no thrill quite like it. It gives you
such power. That's
why at so many private British Boys Schools the older boys
who have the
younger boys serve them in a tradition known as "Fagging"
will indulge in
ball licking. The senior boys will often sit naked or at
least without
pants and underpants while they do their homework and have
the underclassmen
kneel and lick their nuts for hours at a time. Of course in
that case it
often leads to face fucking. A study has shown that most
British schoolboys
have sucked some cock in their time. It's not considered
gay, just healthy
boy fun.
Danny leaned in, held his breath, and put his sweet
teenage boy lips onto
the wrinkled scrotal flesh of the fuckbag. Mark's huge dick
gave a lurch and
slapped the boy in the face. Both older guys laughed. Danny
fell back on the
floor at Mark's feet. A slimy string of pre-cum hung from
the tip of Mark's
dick and broke loose to fall onto Danny's face. The boy
totally freaked out.
He didn't know what to do as the string of fuckslime lay
across his nose and
mouth. He turned to the bed and wiped his face on the
bedspread. Mark and
Clint almost busted a gut laughing.
Now Danny lay in bed tossing and turning. It was
horrible. The tiny green
light on the cameras blinked. Danny couldn't believe that
perverted men all
over the world might be watching him sleep. The white
underpants he was
forced to wear were very tight and his teenage cock and
balls pushed out at
the front and his ass was tightly encased in the rear. He
really looked
quite beautiful with his blond hair and slender pale boyish
body. Danny
realized he needed to piss badly. He wanted to go to the
other bathroom
downstairs, but knew that would really make Mark and Clint
angry. So he got
out of bed, his nuts and dick adjusting themselves in the
pouch of the
briefs. He padded on bare feet to the bathroom. He saw the
green flicker of
the camera light there, pointing right at the toilet. Jesus
God in Heaven,
how could they be so perverted? He almost stepped into the
bathroom, when he
remembered that he was to remove his shorts first and enter
the bathroom
bare assed naked. He wouldn't do it. He wouldn't be so
degraded! But then he
could be put in jail. His life could be ruined. What could
he do. Maybe he
would not piss until morning and then ...then what? If he
didn't go, Mark
and Clint would know when they picked him up. Danny's
teenage pecker tingled
with the need to piss. He stood there suffering. Then he
peeled down the
white briefs and stepped naked into the bathroom. He didn't
want to turn on
the light, but he didn't want to make them angry with him
either.So he hit
the light switch. He stood in front of the toilet. Trying
to hide his dick
with his hands, knowing the camera was seeing everything.
Then he saw the
envelope with his name on it. Mark must have put it there
when they
installed the cameras.
He reached for it with one trembling hand while he
covered his dick and
balls with the other.
"Hey Twat. How you doing. Hope you are following all of
our rules." The
letter read. "Here are just a couple of rules for when you
go to the
toilet. First of all make sure before you shower in the
morning that you
piss and shit! When you piss only, stand well back from
the toilet and do
not, I repeat, do not touch your dick in any way. Turn
your body slightly
so the camera can see your dick pissing." Danny almost
fainted from
humiliation. Why would any grown man want to watch a
fifteen year old boy
take a piss? How sick is that? Danny looked up at the
camera and blinked his
beautiful eyes. Then he read the rest of the note.
"When you take a shit. Sit with your legs spread as wide
as you can. As
each turd comes out of your ass, lift your face to the
camera and say,
"Shitting Now!" Say that with each and every turd. When
you wipe your ass
clean, after you wipe your ass with the toilet paper, hold
the toilet paper
up toward the camera before you deposit it in the toilet.
There will be
further rules in days to come. Your friend, Mark."
Danny wanted to die. These fucking sick perverts
actually wanted to
watch him wiping his ass after he took a shit! WHY? WHY?
WHY? Why would
anyone in their right mind want to watch a teenage boy wipe
his ass?
Danny stood there pissing with the camera watching. He
didn't touch his
dick. The fat cockhead pulsed and the piss lips opened and
a nice strong
spray of yellow pee shot out of the dick. Danny felt really
odd not holding
his dickmeat when he pissed. It moved all by itself. He
knew he was being
watched. His young ass cheek muscles clenched and
tightened. When would this
horror end. School was starting in about a month. Danny
hope those guys
didn't really mean two months of such agony. Maybe if he
did a good job,
they would let him off early. Danny saw the stream stop
and a few drops of
pee hanging from his cockhead. He wasn't supposed to touch
or hold it, the
note said. So he shook his young hips and his boy dick
danced and the pee
drops were flung off.
Eventually morning came. Danny Now had to face pissing
and shitting. He
somehow got through it. He almost puked when he had to hold
the shitty
toilet paper up so the camera could see it. He took a very
long shower as if
that would cleanse him of what he had been forced to do.
He Then went to the bag Mark and Clint had left for
him. He glanced up
at the camera, wondering if they were watching. There was
a letter in the
bag. It read: "Good morning Danny. Hope you slept and
pissed and shit
well. Now you may go downstairs and have some breakfast.
But go down totally
naked! The camera can see you at the door of your room.
Leave your underwear
there. We know your Mom is already gone to work. So go have
a nice naked
breakfast. And take these three blue pills with your food."
They were
viagra of course. Three of them could be dangerous, of
course Danny didn't
know that. They can affect vision, heart rate, blood
circulation and give
one a positively painful erection.
Danny had a naked breakfast. It felt kind of neat
actually in a very
naughty way to be naked downstairs in his home. It felt
dirty and sexual.
He didn't know why. About twenty minutes into breakfast,
the viagra went to
work. That's was why the guys had wanted him bare assed,
so he felt
somewhat sexed up. Otherwise viagra can't do its job.
Danny felt his dick
getting hard. That was nothing new. He got hard ons ten to
fifteen times a
day, like most boys his age. But this erection was
different. His whole
prick ached and tingled and itched. His falls felt funny
and the sensation
from his dick went up into his groin. His nipples also
started to tingle.
Should he jerk off? On most mornings, Danny started his
day my
masturbating. He loved to whack his big pecker in bed. But
with the cameras,
he had refrained. But now his itching, tingling dick almost
demanded a good
jerking. Danny ran upstairs to his room, his prick
bouncing. Maybe he
could go into his Mom's room or into the other bathroom to
spank the monkey
and Mark and Clint would never know. Still, he'd better
check the rest of
the stuff in the bag they had left for him first.
"DO NOT JACK OFF!" the note read as if it could read his
mind. Danny
stood there, hard dick bouncing and slapping his tummy. He
knew the cameras
could see his erection. "DON'T YOU DARE JACK OFF, OR WE
WILL ARREST YOU AND
TURN IN YOUR CONFESSION AND THE PHOTOS WE TOOK OF YOU DOING
PERVERTED
THINGS. YOU ARE NEVER TO JERK YOUR DICK WITHOUT OUR
PERMISSION." DANNY'S BIG
BALLS WERE STARTING TO ACHE WITH THE NEED TO UNLOAD. "NOW
PUT ON THE SWIM
SUIT YOU FIND IN THE BAG. AND GO OUTSIDE AND STAND ON YOUR
FRONT PORCH AND
WAIT FOR US TO PICK YOU UP. WEAR ONLY THE SWIM SUIT,
NOTHING ELSE!"
DANNY REACHED INTO THE BAG. WHAT HE PULLED OUT WAS THE
MOST OBSCENE PIECE
OF CLOTHING HE HAD EVER SEEN.IT WAS BRIGHT PINK. IT WASN'T
EVEN A THONG. IT
WAS MORE OF A SHEATH FOR HIS ERECT DICK! HIS DICK AND
BALLS SLID INTO THE
POUCH, BUT THE TIGHTNESS OF THE POUCH ITSELF KEPT HIS COCK
FROM GOING DOWN.
HIS TEEN PRICK PULSED AND THROBBED MORE THAN EVER. THE COCK
SHAPE AND ERECT
STATUS NOT ONLY COULD BE CLEARLY SEEN..IT FORMED THE VERY
SHAPE OF THE
SWIMSUIT. HOW IN GOD'S NAME COULD HE GO OUT LIKE THIS, WITH
HIS BOY HARD ON
CLEARLY VISABLE? HOW COULD HE LEAVE HIS HOUSE WEARING THIS
AND ONLY THIS?
WHERE WERE THEY TAKING HIM, AND WHAT WOULD HAPPEDN TO HIM
THERE? DANNY
WALKED DOWN THE STAIRS TOWARD THE FRONT DOOR LIKE A ZOMBIE.
HE WAS TOTALLY
NAKED EXCEPT FOR THE TINY PRICK POUCH WHICH HIGHLIGHTED HIS
ERECTION BY
HAVING HIS HARD DICK IN A TUBE OF MATERIAL. HIS BARRE ASS
JIGGLED AS HE
WALKED. HE WAS ONLY FIFTEEN YEARS OLD! God help him!
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