It was at the beach they first saw Danny. The fifteen year
old boy was
changing out of his trunks in a secluded area in the shade
of some trees. He
had been too lazy to walk all the way to the changing
house. Clint and Mark
had been immediately taken with the boy. They had arrived
too late to see
the strapping young stud bare assed. They missed that
thrill. They missed
seeing his teenage dick and balls swinging in the afternoon
breeze. But they
had caught him in his underpants. They had seen that
unbelievable lump of
boy prick flesh. They had seen enough to know they had to
have him.
You see, Danny had a problem. Oh, it doesn't seem like a
problem at
first. To most it would seem like a blessing. But in
reality, it caused
untold embarrassment and discomfort and shame. You see,
Danny was hung like
a fucking horse. At fifteen, he sported a prick most men
only dream about.
He could not hide it in pants, or swim suits, or jock
straps. It was thick
and long even in it's flaccid state. And the handsome blond
boy was terribly
shy to boot. He was painfully shy. He had no girlfriend,
where as most of
the boys in his class were bragging about having their
first fucks. Danny
didn't even date yet. He was kind of old fashioned in that
respect. A sweet
old fashioned boy with a fucking horse dick between his
legs. He didn't like
to change in the locker room at school, or in any locker
room because other
guys all stared at him like he was a freak. At school, the
boys teased him
and called him names because of his huge cock. Most of them
resented it.
At home Danny got no help either. His dad had died in a
tragic car
accident when Danny was eleven. Even at eleven Danny had
six inches of
prick, but no Dad to talk about it with. No dad to tell him
about the birds
and the bees. Danny's mom was away with work much of the
time, and the boy
was left to himself.
Clint and Mark would soon change that. They were good
looking guys in
their early twenties, looking to make some easy money and
have some fun.
That was pretty much their agenda for life. Now Clint
sauntered up to Danny
who was just hitching up his pants. The boy turned
startled to stare at the
rugged, handsome man.
"Hey, Kid, I am sorry to say this, but I got to arrest
you."
"Huh? What? Me? What did I do?" The boy bounced a bit
on the balls of
his feet, and his eyes grew wide. He was the kind of kid
who frightened
easily, which pleased the guys.
Clint flashed his fake badge as Mark came up alongside.
Mark could not
keep his eyes off the large bulge in Danny's jeans. Even
dressed, he could
not hide the dick.
Danny pushed some of the blond hair out of his eyes and
looked up at the
two guys. He was a slender, small boy. A slender small boy
with a huge
motherfucking dick. Perfect.
"Well, you changed right out here in the open. That's
the same as being
a prostitute or something. It's called hustling. You can't
walk around in
public showing off your dick and balls. " Clint tried to
sound as ominous as
possible, but he could hardly keep from laughing. The kid
looked so cute in
his fear.
"I eh...oh...Gosh...I came up here where no one would see
me."
"Are you going to give us a hard time, you fucking dumb
Shit? You are
outside, right? There are people right over there. You were
obscenely
displaying yourself. You are under arrest."
Danny's beautiful eyes filled with tears. His full lower
lips trembled.
"I'm sorry. I won't do it again. I didn't know. I didn't
want to go to the
changing house, cause guys stare at me there. Please
forgive me, just this
once. I won't do it again."
Now it was Mark's turn. "Damn right you won't. They'll
send you to a
reform school. They'll put you away until you are twentyone.
Let's go call
your parents."
"Oh please. I haven't got a dad. And it will kill my mom
if I am
arrested."
"Yeah, especially for flashing your dick in public.that
is so fucking
perverted."
Danny was crying pretty hard now. It made the guys'
pricks rock hard
and start to leak. Nothing like seeing a cute teen boy cry.
"Look just because you got a prick like a fucking mule,
that doesn't give
you license to go swinging it around where little kids
might see it. Or was
that your game? Do you like to show your dick to little
girls and boys? Do
you like to think about fucking little girls and boys? Are
you some kind of
sicko child raping pervert?"
Danny literally hopped from one foot to the other in
his agony. "No,
you don't understand. I haven't done anything wrong. I'd a
good boy." He
said that last part like a little boy.
"I am a good boy," Mark who was devilishly handsome and
a real hunk,
mocked the kid. "Get your bag. Let's go."
"Where are you taking me?"
"To the police station. You'll be booked and locked up
there until they
transfer you to a reform school. Cute kid like you won't be
lonely in reform
school for long. The black boys will love your sweet young
ass and mouth."
"Oh God, No! You can't do this to me."
"Oh yeah, nice blond boy like you, will become a cunt
for most of the
hard time boys at the reform school. You'll be ass fucked
twenty times a
day, every day." Clint chuckled, leaning around to get a
better look at
Danny's tight round fifteen year old ass globes. He would
be fucked all
right, but not in reform school. He would be riding up and
down, getting his
rectum stretched on the big dicks of Mark and Clint. But
not for a while.
First they would have lots of other fun with him. One thing
you have to say
for Mark and Clint, they know how to be patient. They can
stretch out their
fun for a long long time.
Clint grabbed a sobbing Danny by the back of the neck and
marched him
toward their car. People on the beach turned to stare at
the two older guys
herding the crying boy up the walk away from the beach.
As they passed a family 0of five just arriving, Mark
turned to them and
said. "Got to watch out for perverts, folks. We are plain
clothes cops, and
we just caught this freak flashing himself at little girls
and boys."
The family stood in shock. The father put his hands on
the shoulders of
his five year old son and four year old daughter. The mom
put a hand to her
mouth and another on the shoulder of their oldest, a pretty
eight year old
girl.
Danny wanted to die. He wanted to explain that he was
not a pervert.That
he had only changed there because he was shy about showing
his big dick. But
how could he say that? He trembled as the family eyed him
up and down.
"Yes, this kid is a real freak all right. He was showing
his big fat
naked freakish horse cock to kids just about the age of
your younger son
and daughter here. He would look for kids alone and then go
up to them and
pull his trunks down and swing his cock and masturbate it
in front of them.
He would show the little kids how an erect dick gets all
wet and dripping.
We didn't see it, but reports say that he actually rubbed
his cock all over
the faces of a bunch of little kids. We have been looking
for him for a long
time."
The family stood stock still, not knowing if they should
go on or back.
Mark and Cling smiled and chuckled as they ushered Danny to
their car.
"Honest, you got the wrong guy. I never did anything like
that. You got to
believe me."
"Tell it to the judge. Maybe he'll believe you. But I
doubt it after we
tell him that we saw you bare assed naked right near a
bunch of kids playing
in the sand."
It was after the drove around for about twenty minutes
with the boy
crying in the back seat, that they gave him the option.
"Of course we could forgive you and give you another
chance, if you were
willing to do something for us."
Danny wiped his eyes. "Anything. I'll do anything." His
breathing got
quicker. He was so fucking cute, Mark almost wanted to
abandon their long
term plan and just fuck the kid's face right there. But he
had to be
patient.
"Well, we shouldn't do this. We should just turn you
in."
"No, tell me please..what do you want? Please!" the boy
was so desperate
it made the iron hard pricks in the pants of his captors
throb and spurt
pre-fuck.
"Don't trust him Mark. He is a pervert." clint said,
giving his memorized
lines conviction. "You can't trust a pervert."
"Maybe he is just a mixed up kid, who needs some
guidance. He said he
didn't have a dad. Maybe he just needs some mentoring."
Mark rubbed his fat
dick in the front seat when he said mentoring. Neither guy
had had any sex
since fucking the shit out of a boyscout a few weeks
earlier. That kid
couldn't even walk when they finished with him. But that
had been a one time
quickie. With Danny, they had long term plans.
Danny's hands gripped the back of the front seat.
"Please give me another
chance. Please help me."
Clint pulled over and stopped the car.
"Okay, here's the deal. My buddy and me run a kind of
modeling agency
part time as a sideline. Being a cop don't pay shit, and
the modeling
business pays lots, especially with internet shopping and
shit. We sell
mostly guys clothes, and sporting stuff, and underwear and
shit like that.
But we are just starting out and can't afford to hire any
good looking
models. We model most of the stuff ourselves, but we need
some younger dudes
for the the teen line of clothes. If you model for us for
two months
without any pay. We will not turn you in. How does that
sound?"
"Oh, that sounds great. Please give me a chance.
Please...." The cute kid
was just about begging to get fucked in the mouth and
pussy. Innocent
fifteen year old boy meat. But before the fucking, he would
be totally
degraded and humiliated. That's what gave Clint and Mark an
even bigger
thrill than actually fucking. Breaking a boy! Breaking his
mind as well as
his body. Breaking his spirit.
"I don't know, we got to think about this. What if we
trust you, and
then you betray us and don't come through with your part of
the bargain."
"I will, I promise. I'll work for you free. I'll show you
I am trustworthy
and good." Danny was actually bouncing on the rear seat.
He was so fucking
cute. Mark imagined how cute he would look with his mouth
stuffed full of
cock.
"Tell you what we will do. We'll have you sign a
confession, but we
won't turn it in. Then if you work for us for two months
and everything is
fine, we will tear up the confession. How's that?"
Poor Danny never even read the confession. Not that day
anyway. He was
too happy to get out of being arrested. The confession said
he flashed
little children. That he groped and molested them. That he
often forced his
huge cock into the mouths of kids. It was a disgusting
piece of fabricated
trash that would really get Danny in trouble if it were
ever read. Danny
signed it without even reading it. And then the horror
began. He arrived two
days later at an old house in a bad part of town that Mark
and Clint told
him was their photography studio. That's right, they let
him go that first
day, their dicks pushing out the front of their sticky
pants. They let him
go with a stern warning that he better show up for his firs
work session on
time. Danny thanked them profusely. They both laughed at
how trusting and
innocent the kid was. They jerked off together that night
talking about all
the filthy things they were going to do to the boy.
"Well, I'm glad to see you're on time. That's a good
sign,Danny. Things
may work out for you yet." Mike stepped back and let Danny
go into the
dumpy house that was sparce of furniture, but filled with
photography
equipment. Mike was wearing a tight white wifebeater. His
strong muscular
chest was capped with two large pouty nipples. His jeans
were tight and
displayed his hunky ass mounds and large package.
Danny was dressed modestly in baggy pants and a loose tee
shirt.
"Clint, our model is here." Mark said, walking deeper
into the studio
with his hand on Danny's shoulder. His fingers gently
rubbed and kneaded the
boy's shoulder. Danny was scared, but hoping for the best.
He thought he
could be a clothing model. Even though he was terribly shy,
he thought he
could do this because he had to. Clint walked up, sucking
on a beer.
"Good to see you Danny. Believe me, you made the right
choice. This can
turn out good for you as well as us. Who knows, you might
become a famous
model and make millions." Mark's fingers were gently
rubbing the back of
Danny's neck.
"Okay, let's get to work. First off, we need to shoot
photos of our new
teenage underwear line. So, we'll set up the lights,
while you change into
our brand new products." Clint handed Danny something. It
was very small.
It was a tiny pair of underpants. Danny suddenly grew
tense. His mouth grew
dry. He was expected to pose for photos wearing only this
tiny garment?
It wasn't until Danny was changing that he glanced up at
the walls of the
studio. They were covered with posters of boys Many of the
boys wore tiny
obscene underpants or thongs, but other boys were totally
naked. What kind
of clothing were they modeling? Some boys younger than
Danny were bare assed
and standing or sitting showing off erect dicks. Danny
became confused.
Other photos showed boys from the rear, bending over and
spreading their ass
cheeks to reveal their tiny assholes to the camera.
Now Danny as naïve and shy, but he was not stupid. No,
he was quite
intelligent, and he knew at once, these men were predators.
But what could
he do? They were police officers and had a signed
confession from him.
Mark saw Danny looking at the perverted posters and
laughed. "Don't
freak out, kid, we sometimes do some artistic photography
as well. There is
a big market for it on the internet. What are you waiting
for, go ahead and
change."
"Ah....ah..where is the changing room?"
clint laughed. "You didn't need a changing room on the
beach, you don't
need one here. Just get that pair of undies on. Time is
money.
Both adult perverts watched hungrily as Danny began to
undress. Danny was
freaking out, and sweat ran down his slender torso under
his tee shirt.
Clint sucked noisely on the neck of the beer bottle. He
could imagine the
bottle as the kid's dick, or he could imagine shoving the
bottle up the
boy's virgin asshole.
Danny wanted to cry again as he kicked off his shoes and
peeled off his
socks. He pulled his tee shirt up and off, giving the
perverts a good look
at his almost hairless armpits and his slender, smooth pale
body and nice
big teen boy nipples.
"Oh yeah, Blondie, you are going to make a fine model. I
can tell that
already." Clint rubbed the front of his own bursting
jeans. Nothing like
healthy innocent fifteen year old boy meat. Unless of
course it was healthy
fourteen year old boy meat.
Danny hesitated a bit too long before opening his pants.
"What the fuck are you waiting for? Do you want us to
dig out that
confession and turn it in? Now strip, Fucker!"
Suddenly the tone in the room had changed. They were no
longer pretending
to be kind and gentle.
Danny undid his pants and let them fall and puddle
around his feet. He
stepped out of them. He had nice big finely arched feet.
Fifteen year old
growing boy feet. Sometimes watching a new piece of kid
meat undress for the
first time, mark could hardly control himself. He sometimes
shot right in
his pants.
Danny stood in his underpants. The guys could see that
his prick hair was
darker than the hair on the boy's head. The fat boy dick
curled in his
underpants.
'I think these are too small. Do you have a bigger size?"
Danny held up
the tiny garment he was supposed to model.
"Look, Twerp, we been in this business for two years. We
know what size
fits. They will look fine on you." Clint readied the
camera.
Danny turned away from the two photographers and stripped
down his
underpants. He didn't like showing them his bare ass, but
it was better than
letting them see his balls and cock. They were very happy
getting a first
look at the fine young boy ass that they would soon be
fucking the shit out
of.
And the kid had prime ass. Prime fifteen year old ass.
Perfectly smooth
globes, well rounded and lightly muscled with little
dimples. A deep crack,
hiding a teenage boy asshole that would soon be stretched
beyond belief.
Danny quickly kicked his own underpants to one side and
stepped into the
ones he was to model. They were very small. He tugged them
up. They had a
strange cut to them. They fit like skin, but the front, the
crotch area was
designed like a special pouch to hold his dick and balls.
The boy's large
genitals rode up and out in the pouch, clearly on display.
The underpants
were terribly obscene.
"I don't think I can wear these..." Danny stammered
seeing himself in a
mirror. He looked like a slut. His balls and prick bulged
out the front of
the underpants, and the material was so thin that his skin
color showed
through.
"They look fine on you. Our customers will really enjoy
this. Now come
over here into the lights." Danny padded on naked feet
into the lighted
area. There was a stool there.
"Sit on the stool and spread your legs as wide as you
can."
"I don't know..I don't think...."
"Just shut up and do it. We got to show off the features
of the
underpants." Danny was shaking so badly he could hardly
keep his balance on
the stool. He spread his slender lightly haired legs. His
dick and balls
bulged up even more. Mark had also picked up a camera and
the two guys
started clicking away.
"Smile at the cameras. Show us you have what it takes to
be a model
instead of a reform school boy. If you don't get into this,
you are useless
to us, and we might as well turn you in."
Danny tired to smile. He wanted it to be over. How could
he have gotten
himself into this kind of mess? What had happened? Sweat
ran down his body.
"Wait a minute. You are sweating like a fucking pig."
Mark strode up to
the boy and started to rub his hands over the kid's naked
body. He rubbed
the boy's sensitive nipples, and they grew hard and
pointed.
"Got to get some of this sweat off you." Mark's hands
went down to the
boy's thighs and rubbed them. Then he rubbed the kid's
smooth flat tummy.
Then he ran his hands lightly over the fat lump in the
underpants.
"Not a bad package. That should sell underpants." He
laughed.
"Isn't it illegal for underage boys to do this?" Danny
asked, hoping for
a reprieve.
"Shit, what is legal or illegal doesn't mean shit on the
internet. Now
stand up and spread your legs. Put your hands on the stool
behind you and
lean back, now push your hips up and out toward the camera,
so we can see
our product."
Mark's dick lurched in his pants. It was so fucking hot.
The young boy
looked like some kind of fucking whore, pushing his prick
and balls at the
camera.
Danny's breathing grew ragged. He felt like he would
faint. The lights
were so hot.
"Push those hips out...push them right at the camera."
They were taking
photos of his dick covered by only a thin piece of
material. In close ups
the entire shape of his cock could be seen through the
cloth. Danny was
super shy about his big cock. He tried to keep it hidden
from the other boys
at school. Now he was practically showing it to the camera.
These photos
would be on the internet. Strange guys would see his cock
covered only by
thin white underpants. Danny started to chew his lower lip.
"Oh yeah get some of his chewing his lip. He looks like
a fucking blond
haired bimbo that way. A big dicked airhead. Good. Now
turn around kid, and
show us your pretty little ass. Jesus, that is a good
looking teen ass. Now
lean on the stood Danny and push your ass out at the
camera."
"Oh God...." Danny didn't know if he could stand it.
"Come on, push that ass at the camera. Arch your back.
Get that ass out
there. Spread your legs some and shove that ass at the
camera."
Danny grunted and pushed his ass out. His waist was so
slender, his body
so smooth and pale. That the photos were fucking dirty
without him even
being nude. But the guys were just getting started.
"Okay Danny, not bad for your first shoot. Now let's
have you change into
something a bit more revealing."
Young Danny's mouth fell open. MORE REVEALING?
"It's such a nice day out, let's take some photos of the
kid outside."
Danny grew even more pale. "You can't do that...not
outside."
"Why the fuck not? We arrested you stripping and
changing outside. So
what's so awful about doing a little modeling outside? Now
hurry up and
change into the red bathing suit."
Mark walked over to Clint. "Holy Christ, I want to fuck
that little ass."
"Patience my friend. We have all the time in the world.
We've got big
big plans for little Danny!
Poor fifteen year old Danny was in a real fix. He stood
there in front of
Mark and Clint in a tiny red swimsuit that was little more
than a thong.
They both had ugly hardons in their pants, and Danny could
see them. Danny
knew now that these two undercover cops were perverts. What
he didn't know
is that they were not really cops at all. They stood there
sipping beers and
eating up the eye candy of an almost totally naked fifteen
year old boy. My
God, he was beautiful. The slender waist, the curve of the
back leading
into the nice full ass mound, and that huge prick package
in front. Fifteen
years of fuckable boy meat. Mark love the boy's still
developing chest with
the rather large nipples. He loved the tight smooth tummy,
with very light
hairs going down toward the prick. He loved the boy's
slender neck and
innocent childlike face and blond hair. He wanted to see
the boy in extreme
pain and agony and meant to make sure he did. But first
some humiliation fun
for the shy kid.
"This suit is really too small. My...you know...my balls
keep falling
out." It was true too. When Danny moved one or the other
of his big
hairless teenage balls would slip out of the red material
of the suit. This
really made the kid ashamed. He had to keep tucking his
nuts back into the
tiny red suit. The suit was really more of a pouch with
straps, kind of like
a jock strap. His entire ass was bare naked with a strap
going tightly up
his crack. The air on his ass felt really uncomfortable.
The suit was so
tiny that it's top was only about an inch above the root of
his dick.
"Hey that suit looks great. And you look great in it.
Turn around."
Danny blushed from the top of his blond head to the tip
of his cute
little toes. He turned. His right ball dropped out of the
suite. Clint
suppressed a chuckle. The kid's nuts were almost hairless.
The beautiful
naked globes of his ass came into view. Such an enticingly
deep crack. So
fucking fuckable.
Clint and Mark lived to molest and fuck boys. That was
really the only
interest they had in life. Shoving their thick dicks
painfully up tight boy
holes was their only hobby. Hearing a boy squeal like a
stuck pig was their
only music. And showing no mercy was their motto.
"Okay we want to get some shots of this suit outside."
Danny spun around and both balls dropped out of the suit.
He was red now
from shame. "I can't go outside in this suit. Please, you
can't make me do
that."
"Do you want me to send that signed confession to Police
Headquarters
right now? I don't want any more shit from you. Now walk
over to the door
and open it and go outside and we will follow, taking
photos.
Danny's legs felt weak as on his big teen feet he padded
toward the door.
How could he go outside dressed like this? He opened the
door.
The house that served as a studio was located in a really
shitty area of
town. Dumpy houses, dead lawns, garbage everywhere. Old
battered cars lined
the curb. The street corners were filled with black
teenagers hanging with
nothing to do all summer but fight, fuck and do drugs.
Danny froze when he saw the gang of black teen thugs
about twenty feet
away.
"What are you waiting for. Go outside and down the walk
a bit. Then turn
toward us."
"Oh God, please don't make me do this." Danny was
actually crying.
"Get your ass out that door if you know what's good for
you."
Danny stepped outside into the sunlight. He felt
naked...worse than
naked. Somehow the red suit was so erotically obscene, it
made him feel like
some kind of whore or slut. He wanted to cover his genitals
with his hands.
He took a few steps and his left ball popped out. He
quickly tucked it back
in.
"Good, Danny," called Mark from the darkness of the
house. "Now stretch
like you are enjoying the sun. Good, arms way up in the
air. Good now bend
over like you are picking something off the grass. Keep
your legs spread and
straight. Bend from the waist so we can see that beautiful
fifteen year old
ass."
Danny did as he was told. His ass globes rose to meet
the sun as he bent
over. The strap dug deeper into his young ass crack. The
black boys at the
corner noticed him, and started whistling and calling out
"Faggot!"
Danny stood up and blinked. The boys were moving toward
him. There he
stood naked except for the red thong, facing a gang of
muscular black
hoodies. "Oh shit," Danny said, as he realized both his
balls were hanging
out
"Yo, fucking Faggot, you wanna suck some big black dick?"
One of the
homeboys shouted, and the other laughed. On bare feet,
Danny backed away
from the approaching boys. Back toward the house. Then he
tripped and fell
backward onto the grass on his bare ass. Both his nuts and
his big teenage
dick fell out of the red pouch. The black boys kept coming,
now they were
rubbing their crotches.
"Whoooeeee, dat white boy is getting nakid for us. Maybe
he wants us to
fuck dat sweet young ass of his."
Danny tried to scramble to his feet, but he slipped and
fell to the grass
again. Then he crawled toward the house. Crawling made his
young ass even
more enticing. His ass mounds rose and fell, and his
teenage balls swung
between his legs. He was so fucking innocent. Clint and
Mark kept shooting
photos, making sure to get the hot black thugs in the
pictures as well.
Danny reached the stoop, but before he could hurl himself
inside to safety,
the door slammed in his face. He tried the knob, but it
was locked. The
black teens were getting closer and closer. He could
actually smell their
summer nigger sweat. The boy in front was licking his thick
pink lips and
rubbing his huge erection in his low slung pants.
"What a pretty little white boy you are. We gonna turn
you into a little
white cunt. We goona fuck that sweet ass until you can't
walk anymore."
Danny turned and pounded on the door. He was sobbing
hysterically. The
door opened a crack. A chain kept if from going further.
Mark's handsome
face filled the gap.
"Oh God, help me. Let me in. Please."
"Take off the red suit and then we will let you in."
"What? Take off...Oh God, I can't Please. I can't"
The gang of black boys had gathered not five feet away.
They were
licking their lips and rubbing their dicks. They were a bit
hesitant about
coming closer because they didn't know the situation of the
guys in the
house. Still, this piece of chicken was enticing.
"Take off the red suit and throw it through the crack in
the door. Then I
will let you in."
Danny in a panic, hurriedly undid the strings and let
the tiny red
suit fall off of his slender pale, trembling young body.
Now his huge dick
and full young balls swung free. He was totally naked in
front of a gang of
black boys.
"Oh my, dat li'l white boy is hung like a nigger!" The
black leader said.
He rubbed one hand up under his blue jersey and pulled on
his big black
rubbery nipples. He wanted a piece of that white boy badly.
"What you doing
in our neighborhood, white boy?"
"I'm here..I'm doing...a...I'm a model and we are doing a
shoot for an ad
for underwear."
"Don't look to me like you got any underwear on now."
Danny stood there totally naked. His fat fifteen year old
prick started to
shrivel up with fear, but it was still plenty big.
"Toss the suit inside and we will let you in." Mark
said.
Danny turned and threw the tiny red suit into the house.
"For the love of God, open the door."
The young black thug, who was about nineteen years old,
stepped up to
Danny. He raised one had and pinched one of the boy's
nipples.
"What a pretty little thing you are. I would sure love
to turn you into a
cunt. You wanna come wit us, white boy? You wanna be our
cunt?"
"Ooooopppppeeeennnnn the dooooor....." Danny screamed,
feeling as if he
would collapse from fear. Suddenly without warning, Danny
began to piss. He
just couldn't control it. He pissed from fear. His fat teen
dick reared up
and shot a spray of piss all over the low slung jeans of
the nigger thug.
"What the fuck you doing?" the black boy scowled and
flicked open a
knife. "Now I gonna cut your dick off! Make you a true
cunt."
Suddenly the door opened and Mark stood there with a
Beretta nine shot
automatic in his hand.
"Okay, Pickaninny's time to go home and fuck your
momma's."
The black scattered. But the leader looked back. He
was a handsome
black boy with a cruel face.
"I gonna remember dis, mutherfucker!" he hissed.
"Move your black ass. I think your daddy needs a blow
job.!"
Danny found himself lying naked on the floor. He was
trembling and his
stomach felt like he needed to puke. His breathing was
irregular. Mark
turned around laughing and put one food on Danny's naked
ass.
"Shit, that was fun. And Clint got it all on film from
the window. We can
use some of that on our website. Mark has misled Danny by
telling him that
they had an underwear catalogue on the internet. What they
really had was a
young boy porno site. That's right. They made their money
displaying boys in
all kinds of agony and debasement. It was a hobby that made
money. Lot's of
money. Thousands of perverts surf the internet everyday
looking for
underground sites that feature taboo subject matter.
"Jesus, look at the prick on that kid. He really is a
find." Clint was
staring down at Danny's naked dick and balls. Then he threw
Danny a tiny
pair of cut off jeans.
"Get dressed kid. For the next part of your photo shoot
we got to go to a
nearby gym."
"A gym?" Danny was shaking so badly he could hardly sit
up.
" Yeah. We want some photos of you in underwear doing a
workout at a gym.
We got a buddy who owns one. So get dressed."
Danny stared at the worn cut-offs. "Where are my
clothes?"
"You'll look better in these. Besides we got to hurry.
No time to get
fully dressed. Just slip into these and let's get a move
on. Time is money."
Mark was out starting the car. Danny pulled the cut-off
jeans up over his
naked body. They were much too small. He felt terrible
wearing them. He
could hardly close the button at the waist. When he stood
up, they hurt in
his ass and at the crotch. They were just too fucking
small. Further more,
they were unwashed and smelled of piss and cum. The
material in places was
stiff from dick leak.
'I can't wear these."
Clint laughed. 'You sound like a fucking record. You
will wear them. You
will do whatever we tell you to do. Now let's go."
"What about a shirt?"
"You don't need no shirt. We are going in a car. You
don't need no shirt
or shoes. You are fine just the way you are." Of course
Clint and Mark were
fully dressed.
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!
How Danny made it running around the track at the health
club with a full
erection, he will never know. Several times he almost
passed out from the
stress of shame. Danny felt embarrassment easily,
especially when it
concerned his big dick. You would think a fifteen year old
would be proud of
a big thick cock, but Danny was at that very self-conscious
age when boys
are so awkward with their bodies and their self image.
Danny reached the
point where his two blackmailing captors were waiting for
him.
Once again, they put their hands on his sweating body
and began to rub
him in an erotic way. Mark rubbed and squeezed Danny's
naked ass globes, now
and then actually sliding a finger up and down the boy's
ass crack. Danny
had never been touched there, and it made him feel sick to
his stomach. How
could another male want to touch his young ass? At the
same time, the
viagra had done it's work and the boy's dick was rock hard,
pushing out the
front of the see through posing thong type briefs. His fat
cockhead and
thick shaft were clearly visable. Cling set about rubbing
the boy's
nipples.
"Please don't do this to me. I can't stand it."
"Danny we are getting some excellent shots for our
website. Just keep up
the good work, and we may let you off the hook earlier than
agreed upon."
Clint pulled the boy's tender tits out from his smooth
boyish chest and
rolled them in his fingers. The nubs became sore and
stretched out of shape.
Big tears rolled down Danny's beautiful face, and Mark and
Clint felt their
dicks leaking in their jock straps. This was the ultimate
high for them.
Even more than the actually ass fucking of the boy which
would of course
come in due time. The humiliation and destruction of the
boy's self image
was the best part. Boys at that age are so fragile. They
are trying to hard
to be men and to act grown up, but inside they are
frightened children.
Danny gasped out loud as his erect dick shot a little
squirt of pre-cum
into the transparent pouch of the briefs. The wet material
clung to his big
pink prick head, making the look even more obscene.
"Please tqke me out of here. Take me away!" Danny
pleaded.
"As soon as you finish your last two laps. Two more laps
to go. But this
time Danny, we don't want you to run. We don't want to wear
you out. So this
time walk around the jogging track. Walk nice and slow. And
don't you dare
cover yourself with your hands for even one second. If you
don't walk slowly
enough, we will have to add on more laps."
Of course some of the more conservative members of the
gym had already
complained about the perverted display to the manager. But
the manager was a
good friend of Marks, and Mark had promised him a crack at
the boy's crack.
The manager would get to shove his nine inches up the boys
tight little ass,
if he let them have their fun and do their photo shoot. A
bit part of
Danny's shame is that it would continue on the internet.
Even after his
ordeal was over, his photos would be posted on the internet
along with all
the personal information about his life. He would be
branded a fifteen year
ld faggot. No one would believe the truth, that he was not
a faggot, but a
boy trapped by circumstances. Mark and Clint would make
sure that when
school started in a few weeks at the end of Summer, Every
boy in Danny's
school would get a link to Danny's Website. Oh yes indeed.
The boy's agony
was only just starting. By the time the school year
started, there would be
plenty of photos on the website of the fifteen year old boy
with cock in his
mouth and up his young ass. Danny would be ruined for life.
Mark and Clint
wouldn't settle for anything less than the total
destruction of the teenage
boy.
Now, with tears running down his face, and his wet prick
pushing out the
front of the transparent briefs, Danny started his fourth
lap. His boyish
chest heaved with every breath and his pink tortured tits
rose and fell.
His tight tiny tummy fluttered with tension. His naked big
boy feet padded
on the running track as he slowly walked around the health
club. Those who
had not complained or turned away gawked openly now at the
near naked youth.
He was stunningly beautiful. He was pure fifteen year old
boy fuckmeat. His
ass globes rose and fell as he walked. His prick swayed and
squirted yet
more pre-fuck into the sticky pouch, some of it now leaking
down in strings
and hanging from the thin material. Some males produce more
lube than
others. Danny was the kind of boy who leaked abundantly.
Sometimes at school
when he got an involuntary erection in his pants from
looking at some girl,
his shorts and even his jeans would become soaked with
fuckleak.
Perverts whistled and hooted. Some guys were brave enough
to reach out and
pat his pink ass or stroke his stomach or chest as he
passed.
Guys stood close enough now to whisper terrible things to
him.
"Hey pretty boy, want to be fucked?"
"Want my eight inches up your boycunt?"
"Want to suck some fat dick, Fuckface?"
"Hey twat boy, spread your pussy lips for us."
Danny cried harder and harder. Tears dripped from his
chin onto his chest.
He had never imagined in his life such horrible talk. It
was much worse than
the guys at school talked in the locker room. Sure at
fourteen and fifteen,
the boys at school talked constantly about fucking cunt,
and about how they
wanted to ram this or that Twat at school. They called
other guys faggots
all the time, but most of that was in jest. And no one ever
called Danny a
faggot, because he had the biggest dick in his grade. Even
most of the girls
in school knew that Danny had a huge prick. Many of them
shot glances at the
bulge in his jeans, trying to gauge exactly how large and
thick that fucker
was.
Danny thought his journey round the jogging track would
never end. But all
things, good and bad come to an end in their due time. Once
again he reached
Mark and Clint.
"You are really giving those guys a good show, Danny.
Good work. Look at
that prick leak. Danny, you need some help here. Don't
worry, we're going to
help you out." And While Clint held the boy from behind,
rubbing his
swollen dick into Danny's ass crack and pinching his
nipples with his
fingers, Mark put his hand down to the slime soaked prick
pouch and began to
rub Danny's dick through the material.
'Oh God, no, don't do that. I'm going to cum. I don't
have much control. I
am....." Danny twisted and heaved his smooth pale young
body. Across the
gym near the jogging track, faggots were openly jerking on
their dicks now.
All hell had broken loose in the health club.This golden
haired youth was
like a Siren of Old calling to the lust in the men
watching. They could not
control themselves. What sane man could ignore a leaking
fifteen year old
boy with the face of a Michelangelo model?
Mark felt Danny's thick fuck tube. He loved playing with
teenage prick.
His own fucker threw a really solid boner because he was
after all still
quite young, but there was nothing like the erection of a
boy of thirteen,
fourteen or fifteen. They were like steel springs. They
actually vibrated
and throbbed and bounced and slapped the young tummies.
Boys that age had
erections so hard they were fucking painful. Mark fingered
and rubbed the
swollen fuckslab. Danny moaned and tried to twist free.
Then he arched his
back. His ass globes clenched. Clint pushed his jock
covered prick hard
against the boys ass. Danny went up on his naked toes. The
perfect archof
his young feet was accentuated. He yelped like a puppy out
loud. And he
shout a huge load of boy fuck into the posing briefs. It
not only thoroughly
soaked the briefs, it shot out up onto his stomach. It
dripped through the
material and hung in globs from his thighs. It coated his
dick knob and
dripped down onto his nutsack.
"That a boy...." Mark said hugging the beautiful boy.
"Now you should
feel better."
Danny slumped and had to be held up by the two perverts.
Clint took
advantage of the moment to let one of his fingers slide
into Danny's tight
sweaty asscrack and probe his tiny virgin asshole. Oh Shit,
that was a tight
little hole. It would be heaven to bust open and stretch.
Clint almost came
himself, imagining what pain was in store for Danny as his
youthful asshole
was opened wider and wider and stuffed with every
conceivable kind of
object. When they finished with the boy, he would have to
wear diapers
because his bowels would no longer be working properly. He
would be so
totally reamed out up his rectum asscunt, that his hole
would never ever
close. To do such horrible things to such a beautiful,
innocent boy was what
Clint and Mark lived for.
Danny stood there, head buried in shame against Mark's
muscular manly
chest. Fuck ran down his leg and dripped from the briefs.
"Oh God, I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. I couldn't help
it." the boy
sobbed.
"Nothing to be ashamed of, Danny. It's normal for boys
your age to lose
control now and again. We're used to it in our business.
But aren't you
forgetting something? You still have one lap to go."
Danny pulled back in horror. "You can't make me walk
around like this?"
Mark smiled. "Exactly like that. And don't you dare wipe
any of it off or
we go back to the beginning and start all over. And make
sure you don't
cover yourself with our hands or arms."
Can you imagine what it must have felt like for Danny? At
fifteen to have
to walk around a jogging track at a health club, ogled by
twenty or more
perverts, with your own fuckslop dripping from your dick
and scrotum and
running down your legs.
Danny actually had trouble breathing. He feared he would
have a heart
attack. Mark and Clint stood there laughing and shooting
photos as Danny
circled the health club once more, this time his belly and
crotch soaked
with his own boycum.
"Did you have an accident, Slutboy?"
"Here let me lick that up for you..."
"Naughty girl, to finger her clit until she cums!"
The obscenities hurled at him were mindfucking! Some
perverts actually
reached out a finger to scoop up a little teen fuck. Well,
the fuckslop of a
fifteen year old boy is often quite delicious to those who
have a taste for
such things.
Danny collapsed onto his knees before he got back to Mark
and Clint. His
legs just gave out.
"I...I can't walk," he called out to them, as the
perverts watching
applauded and roared with laughter.
Clint smiled. "That's okay Danny, just crawl."
So leaving a trail of sperm on the jogging floor behind
him, the handsome
young boy crawled on his hands and knees back toward his
tormentors. There
is no more beautiful sight on earth than a naked teenage
boy crawling in
misery. So fucking humiliated, his ass globes high in the
air, his back
arched. His toes digging into the floor. He crawls on hands
and knees.
He barely made it back that way. His arms and legs just
didn't seem to
want to work. His dick was swinging flaccid now in the wet
transparent
pouch. His teenage nuts hanging low. He was a fucked up,
fucking asshole of
a high school freshman. And his torment was only just
starting.
"OKAY DANNY, THAT WAS GREAT. A GREAT MODELING SESSION."
Mark and Clint had to hold Danny up as they walked him
back toward the
locker room. "You can relax now. You did great. A nice
shower will help you
get it back together. You see, when you do what we tell you
to, everything
turns out just fine." A whole gaggle of perverts were now
following the two
hot studs who were walking the shaky fifteen year old back
towards the
locker room.
Danny was so out of it, he wasn't even sure where he
was. Drying cum
clung to his thighs and his belly. The white thong was
soaked through with
boy fuckslime. The boys tits were heaving and his tummy
fluttered. His big
boy toes dug at the tiled floor, as if he could not get
purchase of the
floor itself. Everything spun. And yet, he still felt the
strangest
stirrings in his fat young scrotum. It was the viagra
working. Already his
young dick wanted more sex.
When they got into the locker room, mark started to
slide the transparent
fucksoaked thong down Danny's lean hips. Danny reached down
to stop him.
"Please, no more...please..." he barely whispered.
"Come on, Baby, you can't shower in this jizz filled
thong. You need a
nice shower to clean you off." The thong was gone and
Danny was naked.
His fifteen year old prick was only half flaccid, and it
was covered with
dried and drying globs of spunk. Cum clung to his beautiful
velvet soft
nutsack. It was a really beautiful sight. A teenage boy
in all his bare
assed glory.
Think my friends of the uptight world in which we live.
How often do you
get to see a teenage boy totally bare assed naked? Not very
often I'll bet.
All of that gorgeous boy meat going to waste. Well, Danny
was giving a show.
Almost twenty guys had gathered in the hallway to look at
the bare naked
young teen, standing there on his shaking legs, totally
disoriented. Mark
and Clint kept rubbing their hands over his chest and back,
flicking his
nipples and letting hands stray down over his full round
young ass cheeks.
The boy was dazed, as I say. His eyes looked glassy and
spittle clung to the
corner of his mouth on his lower lip. But he felt the
stirring in his prick.
His teenage dick was responding to the hands once again.
'I don't know what it wrong with me..." he muttered,
ashamed that he was
getting hard once again.
"Relax. We are just trying to help you to relax. Don't
worry, in our
business, we are used to boys with boners." Mark stepped
back to shoot a
few more photos, this time of Danny totally naked in the
locker room. These
phOtos and other would go up on the new website, "DANNY THE
TEENAGE FUCK
SLUT." Photo sets and video clips would be offered to
download for a hefty
fee. But both Clint and Mark knew they needed much more
material. They knew
they had a good thing going because there are not that many
porno sites
featuring the total humiliation and degradation of a
fifteen year old boy.
"All right kid, go take your shower. Wash real good. No
not over there at
the dark end of the shower room. Use this end shower here,
right by the
hall."
Danny was ushered to the one shower spigot where every
guy in the hall
could see him. In fact guys made jokes about that
particular shower head
because everyone in the locker room could see it. They
jokingly called it
the "Whore Head." Many guys at the club showered in their
swim suits. The
days of comfortable nudity in health clubs was over, due to
the many
perverts prowling and the cases of health clubs becoming
pick up joints for
gay men. Steam rooms used to always be filled with bare
assed men, but now
many clubs demanded that guys wear swim suits or shorts in
the steam room.
Danny stood under the hot water. He was a sight all
right. His lean,
lanky body, and his big fat teenage dick. His balls relaxed
a bit and hung
lower in their sack, making an even more delicious sight.
He soaped himself
and let the water revive him. It wasn't until he was half
way through his
shower that he realized Mark and Clint were taking all
kinds of photos of
him. Danny wasn't stupid. He no longer believed they were
shooting photos
for an underwear catalogue. He knew they were homosexual
men blackmailing
him into giving them their jollies. But what could he do?
He had to do what
they wanted for two months. He had signed a confession. He
was trapped.
"Dan, spread your legs a little and wash your balls for
us."
Danny wanted to cry, but he was all cried out. He was
mentally and
physically exhausted. He put one soapy hand down under his
nuts and lifted
them. The cameras clicked. It was so fucking sick. A whole
bunch of guys
were standing there just watching the naked teen shower. As
Danny rubbed his
nuts, he felt a lurch in his dick.
"Oh Please God, don't let it get hard again...." he
prayed.
"Okay, Danny, now turn around with your back to us, and
wash your ass."
You could hear the intake of air as twenty men held their
breath. Fresh
young naked boy ass! What better thing in all the universe?
Smooth hairless
dimpled teenage ass cheeks with a nice deep crack. Danny
did indeed have
the perfect fuckable boy ass. Mark and Clint has sure
lucked out. I mean,
you don't find a better fifteen year old ass than Danny's.
And both Mark and
Clint knew that soon their huge randy dicks would be
plowing that fresh boy
hole. They loved to stretch a boy so much that they could
eventually double
dick him...both dicks in his asshole at the same time.
Danny would really
have to be stretched before that would be possible, and
Mark and Clint were
up to the job. They intended to work that fifteen year old
asshole in every
way possible. They intended to ruin that rectum for life.
But first more
humiliation for Danny. Mark went to the lockers and
gathered their stuff
while Danny showered.
"Any of you guys want to join Danny in the shower? Help
him scrub down?"
Eight or nine guys stripped bare assed instantly, and
with dicks swinging
they headed for the teenage kid. Danny stood there wide
eyed and amazed.
There was no place to run.
"Here, Twat, let me help you soap down." One guy said,
running his large
hands all over the boy's lower back and ass globes. His
fingers started to
probe Danny's crack. Danny backed away, right into the
arms of a second
naked man. He could feel the mans erect dick thumping
against his ass crack.
A third naked dude reached down and cupped Danny's swinging
nuts.
"Jesus, this baby's got a soft scrotum. You fuck any
cunt yet, boy? Or
are you pure virgin meat?"
Danny started to freak out. He was losing it. He
trembled and shook. His
hands clenched into fists. He looked like a deer caught in
the headlights of
a car. A guy pulled his head back by the hair and planed a
big sloppy kiss
right on his mouth. The guy was forcing his tongue into
Danny's mouth.
Another guy was licking Danny's tits as the water cascaded
down the boy's
chest. The finger at his ass crack was probing deeper,
rubbing his teenboy
asshole. That was the most private part of any young boy's
body. Danny tried
to breath deeper to stay conscious, but the tongue in his
mouth made it
difficult.
The boy felt his legs giving out again and he slumped
down onto the floor
of the shower. Now he was beneath a tangle of hairy legs
and big naked feet.
The guys started to massage Danny's dick and balls with
their bare feet.
Danny was frantic. He tried to crawl away, but he felt some
guy spreading
his ass cheeks and shoving a finger hard right up against
his asshole.
"Help...help me....." One guy swung his leg over Danny
and sat down on
his back, riding him like a horse. Danny felt the man's
thick dick on his
back.
Then a guy in front of Danny lifted the boy's head.
Danny found himself
staring at an seven and a half inch leaking cock.
"Noooooooooooooooo," The boy wailed as the cock slapped
him in the face.
It was the first time the fifteen year old had been cock
slapped. It tends
to change a boy forever.
The guy riding him, kicked him in the balls with the heel
of his foot.
"Come on horsey...give me a ride." Danny could not move.
If he moved
backward the finger as his ass would go into his rectum. If
he moved forward
the cock in his face would go into his mouth. The big dick
was already
leaking over Danny's nose and lips. From somewhate Danny
heard laughter,
lots of laughter. Then he heard Clint's masculine voice.
"Danny, this way, over here, I'll help you escape from
them. This way."
Hands grabbed the boy and lifted him. Men complained and
shoved and
pushed. They were like animals in heat and they wanted boy
ass and throat.
Clint somehow got to Danny got him away from the horny
perverts. But they
kept grabbing at the boy and following. Danny screamed like
a little girl in
a high pitched thin voice.
"I'm really sorry Danny, they got out of control. We
didn't mean for this
to happen. We just wanted to have a little fun," Clint lied
as the steered
the naked, traumatized teen out of the shower room and
toward a door.
"Go thourgh here....Mark and I will get the car and meet
you."
"Yeah, okay...but...but I....." The terribly
disoriented Danny never got
to finish his sentence. He slammed through the door, which
slammed again
behind him, and found himself outside! He was outside, on
the street!
There were people all over the place. People walking with
their children.
People standing and talking. People driving by in cars. And
Danny WAS BUCK
ASS NAKED!
How? How could this have happened to him? How could he
have gotten into
such a twisted mess? He stood there totally naked, dick
swinging and balls
hanging. Teenage girls gawked. Older women blushed. Kids
pointed and
laughed. Danny's dick shriveled to nothing at once. It just
kind of curled
up and crawled away. The total fear of being totally
exposed in front of
hundreds of people on a busy street caused Danny to lose
any erotic feeling
he had had.
"Look Mommy, I can see his Pee Pee." One little girl
shouted.
"Isn't that Danny from school?" One fourteen year old
girl asked her
friend.
"It couldn't be, but it is. Danny...totally naked. They
say his dick is so
big, but look at it. It doesn't look very big now." The
girls laughed and
called to some friends.
"Yo, look at the fucking faggot," a teenage boy of about
sixteen said to
his four buddies. "Yo, faggot, you want to suck our cocks?"
Why is it that straight guys think that all faggots want
to do is suck
dick? Do faggots just want to suck straight boy cock all
day and night 24/7?
Is that all they live for? Do they want to feel dick up
their faggot asses
constantly?
Danny screamed and turned and pounded on the gym door,
but it would not
open. He totally freaked out. He ran out into the street,
his shrunken
fucker swinging with each long legged stride. Then he hard
a car horn. Mark
and Clint pulled up to the curb and shouted for Danny to
run for the car.
Danny had to run through a group of five or six eight year
old boys playing.
They screamed with laughter and pointed. Several old
ladies yelled for the
police. As Danny reached the car, Clint who was driving
pulled ahead a
little so the boy could not reach the door handle. He had
to run down the
street after the car. Each time he almost reached it, Clint
pulled ahead
just enough to force the naked boy to keep running. Mark
was roaring with
laughter and snapping photos in between jerking on his big
leaking dick
which he had out of his jock and shorts.
Finally, with Danny screaming hysterically and his arms
and legs flapping
like some kind of strange bird, Clint allowed the boy to
reach the car.
Danny opened the rear door and flung himself into the back
seat, where he
collapsed in tears. He was hysterical. His entire naked
teen body trembled
and shook. He curled up into a tiny ball. Mark looked over
the seat at the
boy. It was such a hot sight, the stud almost shot his
load. Danny was like
a little baby, crying and all curled up, but his long legs
were so sexy, and
his ass curve so hot, and his big boy feet with the toes
all curled up so
tempting, that Mark nearly shot.
"Ho.....how...you..how could you do that to me?" the boy
croaked with
ragged breath.
"Oh come Danny, where is your sense of humor? Now we're
going to drop you
off at your house, because we want to install the cameras."
"Cameras?" Danny lifted his tear streaked face from the
car seat. His
full lower lip trembled.
"Yeah, we are putting cameras in your bedroom, so we can
do live web
casts. That way you can model our underwear in your sleep.
We can do live
boradcasts of you sleeping at night in our different brands
of underpants.
Now the camera will be on you all the time, so whenever you
are in your room
we want you to be totally naked except for whichever pair
of our underwear
you are modeling at that time. We will give you
instructions as to which
pair to wear. We want you to spend most of your time at
home in your room.
Do you homework in your room, eat in your room...you know,
just go about
your regular activities. The only difference is you will be
on
camera...modeling our briefs and stuff."
"You mean guys are going to watch me over the internet in
just my
underwear? "
"Yeah, baby. Thousands of guys. You are going to be a
star."
"You can't do that. I won't let you."
"Clint, turn the car around. Let's go back to the gym. I
think Danny
wants another shower."
"No, wait... Oh my God....You want me on camera in my
room....I'll never
have any privacy."
"Well, not for a while anyway. But remember if you don't
fuck up for the
next two months, it will all be over. We always keep our
word. Don't we
Clint?"
Clint laughed. "Always." Before the two months were up,
Danny would be a
fucked out cumdump. A ripped open whore hole. Completely
destroyed, mentally
and physically.
"Oh, by the way, Dan do you happen to have your own
bathroom?"
"Huh? Yeah, off my bedroom. I got my own bathroom, why?"
"Good thing we brought some extra cameras!"
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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Danny waited outside his house twelve minutes for Mark and
Clint to arrive.
Every second was agony for the fifteen year old boy. He
imagined that
everyone in the neighborhood was staring at his young naked
body through
their windows, wondering what kind of a pervert he was.
After all, except
for the obscene pink posing pouch he was totally bare
assed. And it wasn't
even a posing pouch. It was technically a dick sheath. And
it's tightness
kept Danny's fifteen year old prick rock hard and leaking.
The front of the
sheath was already stained with prick leak. The viagra
Danny had been
ordered to swallow didn't help any either. And here is was,
only
nine-fifteen in the morning. What kind of day would this be
for Danny?
Finally the car pulled up. Danny ran down the sidewalk
and reached for
the handle of the rear door like the day before.
"Hey, Dan, my man, come on up here and sit with us!"
Mark smiled and
hopped out of the car, ushering Danny into the front seat
and then squeezing
him over next to Clint who was driving so all three of them
were packed in,
Danny in the middle. Mark and Clint were dressed in baggy
shorts and tee
shirts and flip flops.
"Did you sleep well, Danny?" Mark said throwing one
hand over the
nervous boy's shoulder so they could sit closer. Clint
pulled out.
"You look real good Danny in our new model swim suit! It
will be great for
the catalogue." Mark let his hand drape down over the
boy's chest and start
to play with the kid's young fat nipple.
"Please don't!" Danny tried to pull away, but Mark
wouldn't let him.
"Now don't start the day out on the wrong foot, Danny."
Mark's fingers
pinched and teased the boy's nipple, causing it to pucker
and get hard.
"I hope today we get to know each other a little bit
better." Danny's
breathing grew heavy as his nipple was worked. His already
erect dick in the
pink sheath gave a lurch and more pre-cum leaked out
soaking the material.
"Man, you are leaking like a bad faucet, boy. You sure
have a leaky dick."
Clint laughed, glancing down at the boy's obscene groin.
"Those pills you gave me make my head hurt and blur my
vision." Danny
moaned.
'Yeah, maybe, but they sure make your prick hard. You
know, in this world
you got to sacrifice some things to get others." Clint took
one hand off the
wheel and put it right on Danny's teenage dick. The boy
stiffened.
'Oh please don't touch me like that. I am not gay." The
hand gently
massaged the throbbing itching erect dick of the boy. Mark
kept working the
boy's nipple. Danny grew glassy eyed and spittle formed at
the sides of his
pretty young mouth.
"Where are you taking me?"
"Well, it is such a beautiful summer day, and the sun
is so bright, and
you dressed in your beautiful new bathing suit and all...I
thought we would
spend an hour or so at the beach!"
Danny gasped." Oh Dear God no. No..you can't take me to
the beach
dressed like this. My friends from school go to the beach.
My teachers. All
kinds of people. Oh please!" He started to tremble again.
He was shaking
more and more, kind of a nervous twitch.
"I doubt any of your friends or people you know will be
there at nine
thirty on a weekday morning. This time of day it is mostly
joggers, muscle
builders, and Mom's with their kids. And don't you worry.
You look just
swell!"
With their fingers working the boy's dick and tits, by
the time they got
to the beach, Danny was on the very brink of orgasm. The
pouch of his
obscene thong was totally soaked through, giving a clean
glimpse of his fat
dickhead.
"Okay, everybody out!" Mark pulled Danny from the car.
Clint got blankets
and towels from the trunk, and soon they were staked out on
the beach. They
made Danny lie on his own beach towel about five feet away
from them, so
they would not be associated with a perverted faggot. They
instructed Danny
to lie on his back with his legs spread. They shot photos
for their
"catalogue." Danny wondered why they even kept up the
charade. He knew all
of this was for some pervert website that preyed on young
boys.
It was horrible. When lying on his back, Danny's
ensheathed prick stood up
from his groin like a missile about to launch. It waved and
throbbed and
leaked, but would not go soft. But Mark and Clint were not
happy, as the
beach wasn't very crowded. Then they noticed a bunch of
teenagers hanging
around the refreshment stand. Mark threw Danny five
dollars.
"Hey, kid, go over and get us all some ice creams."
Danny stared at the gang of maybe fifteen boys and girls
laughing and
flirting and eating ice creams.
"Please, I am begging you, don't make me go over there."
"Danny, you got five minutes to get your ass over to
that refreshment
stand, or I swear to God, I will strip you bare assed naked
and leave you on
this beach!"
As Danny plodded through the sand, his prick bounced
with each step.
"Jesus Christ, that kid's got a boner!" A motor cycle
guy said to his
buddy. And they both laughed. A mother grabbed her little
boy. "Stay away
from that pervert, Johnny." Danny couldn't believe that
more and more
people were staring at him. He felt his big balls churn in
the tight
material. He felt the sun on his bare ass. He knew people
were not only
looking at his erect dick in the sheath, but also at his
fifteen year old
ass! Let's face it, fifteen year old boy ass is about the
most fuckable
there is. I know some guys like younger boys, and some like
well muscled men
with hard ass globes, but something about the ass of a
fifteen year old is
special. When you fuck a fifteen year old, you know you are
stealing his
masculinity. You are stripping him of all of his self
confidence and self
image. You are breaking him down. A fifteen year old can
never get over the
fact that he was fucked in the ass. Even if goes on with
his life and gets
married and has children of his own, he will always be
plagued by the
knowledge that he was fucked in the ass like a cunt! He
will never be a full
man.
"Christ, look at the fucking faggot," One of the kids at
the refreshment
stand shouted to the others.
'Oh My Gaaaaaawd!" One girl shrieked in a high irritating
voice, and then
all the girls started that inane giggling that only teenage
girls can do.
"Look at him, he is hard and everything. And wet. Oh
Gross!" Another girl
shouted. Their voices carried in the clear morning air.
"What a fucking homo.." one cute boy said to his buddies.
"Hey, faggot, do
you want some morning dick to suck? How about a cum
milkshake?"
The kids laughed and became emboldened. "Naw, I think he
wants it up the
ass! Look his ass is totally bare and look how his ass
cheeks go up and down
when he walks. He wants it in the ass all right!
"Well maybe you should do it in his ass for him. It
would stop you from
pestering me all the time. " A cute girl said this to the
boy who was
obviously her boyfriend.
'You know you can't get enough of my dick, bitch!" he
said, reaching over
rand squeezing her tit. They were typical high school kids.
"Besides if I
put it in the faggot's ass, you would get jealous!"
"That's what you think."
Imagine how Danny felt hearing all of this. He walked up
to the
refreshment stand on shaking legs. He ordered three ice
creams. The guy
behind the counter was a middle aged man.
"It's none of my business, son," the man said, "but you
are courting
trouble dressing like that around here. This is a pretty
rough bunch of
kids, and they hate faggots."
"I'm not a faggot," he pretty blond boy said, his big
dick lurching and
leaking.
"You know you cold get arrested for walking around like
that. Why not get
your jollies some other way. Go home and jerk off or
something."
The boys from the group had circled around Danny, intent
on having some
fun.
"Hey faggot, sucked any dick this morning?" One tall
cute boy asked,
shoving Danny slightly on the naked shoulder.
"I'm not a faggot!" Danny said standing there holding
three ice creams."
"Yeah, right. You stand there with your faggot hard dick
leaking into your pretty pink prick sack and you say you
are not a faggot. Then what the fuck are you?"
"Please let me go by." Danny tried to walk away, but the
boys would not
let him.
"I asked you a question. What the fuck are you?"
"I'm just a boy, okay?" Danny spat out angrily. The kid
didn't like that and he shoved Danny again, almost knocking
him over. The boys in this group
were older than Danny and well muscled. They were
obviously high school
jocks. They kept glancing over at the girls, as if their
abuse of Danny
would impress them.
"Jesus Christ, you are leaking pre-fuck all down your
fucking leg!" It
was true too. Danny's cock was leaking like crazy. Strings
of pre-fuck hung from the pink sheath.
"You don't want to waste all of that good faggot sauce."
One of the bully
teens grabbed an ice cream from Danny's hand. Then he held
it under Danny's leaking dick to catch the strings of
cockslime. Soon the top of the ice cream was coated with
fucksnot. Then the boy held the ice cream up to Danny's
face.
"Here, have a taste of your ice cream." Danny felt
sick to his stomach.
What could he do? He muttered something incoherent and
then leaned in and licked the pre-fuck coated ice cream. He
wanted to puke.
"There, wasn't that good? Now turn around and bend over!"
"Huh? What?" Before Danny could think, the boys had spun
Danny around and
bent him over at the waist. Danny was still holding a
melting ice cream in
each hand. Ice cream ran like cum over his hands. He felt
his teenage ass
cheeks being pulled apart, and then something very cold.
The high school
jock was ramming the ice cream into Danny's ass crack.
Dannys ass crack and
hole were covered in chocolate ice cream. Ice cream ran
down his legs.
'Oh, we can't forget the cone." The boy said, and with
that, he jammed
the brown cookie cone right into Danny's fifteen year old
asshole. Danny
screamed and fell to his knees. He dropped the two other
cones and the change from the five dollars. He started to
cry. When he tried to get up, he was kicked by two of the
boys.
"You, crawl. You don't walk. You crawl back to your
faggot hole!" Danny
started to crawl, but the very cute teen who seemed to be
the leader stood
in front of Danny. He lifted one large naked, sand covered
teenage foot.
"Suck my toes clean!" He ordered. The other boys howled
with laughter.
Danny gave a whine...a very quiet, very small whine that
came from deep inside someplace. He looked up at the
handsome jock. The boy rubbed his
foot right in Danny's face. Ice cream ran from Danny's ass
and the cone stuck obscenely out of his virgin asshole. All
the boys and girls were
laughing uncontrollably. Danny stuck out his tongue and
licked the thick
stubby big toe of the bully boy. He licked and sucked on
all the toes, eating sand and dirt and God knows what else.
The boy chuckled.
"Don't forget the other foot, Asswipe!" So Danny set
about cleaning the
other foot. Then the boy squatted down very close to
Danny's face. "You know, my armpits are really sweaty and
rank from being out here in the hot
sun. Why don't you lick my armpits clean for me?"
Danny sobbed and begged. He refused, so they kicked him.
Then finally he caved and stuck out his tongue and lapped
at the stinking black haired
armpit of the cute high school boy. He lapped the sweaty
armpit like a dog. The kids roared with laughter.
"Look how much he likes it. We are giving this faggot the
time of his life. Think what a thrill it must be for a
faggot to be able to lick out a stud's filthy stinking
armpit!" Danny licked both armpits clean. Then the cute
kid ordered his buddies to form a tight circle around Danny
so no one else on the beach could see. Then the boy
lowered his baggy trunks to reveal a fat swinging flaccid
teenage dick and a large set of balls.
"What you going to do, Mike?" One of his buddies asked
with a nasty gleam in his eye."
"Well, he did such a fucking good job on my pits. And I
suddenly realized
my balls are all sweaty too. So maybe I should give him a
real treat and let him lick my sweaty balls clean too!"
Danny freaked out. He tried to crawl away. Boys stopped
him on all sides.
Hands held him. A strong pair of large hands held his head
still while Mike
moved in, with his fat dick and balls swinging.
"My girlfriend loves to lick my balls. So they must taste
good. A faggot like you will really enjoy it, I know! Now
get your fucking tongue out of
your mouth."
"I can't..I can't...I can't..." Danny sobbed over and
over as his cute face was rubbed against the dick and sack
of the jock. The fuckmeat grew thicker and longer. Danny's
head was bend back and Mike moved in over the
boy's face so his large scrotum rested right on the boy's
nose and mouth.
"You heard me faggot, lick my balls!" Somebody twisted
Danny's arm up behind his back until it almost snapped.
Danny licked. Danny licked ball sweat for the first time in
his young life. Danny licked scrotum. Danny licked teenage
jock scrotum. He could feel he nuts in the flesh bag moving
around. He could feel the thick cock slapping against his
forehead. He could smell the sweat of the fucksack. He
licked.
At last they seemed satisfied. Or perhaps like teenage
boys will do, they
lost interest. Or maybe all the action got them thinking
about the pretty teenage cunt waiting for them jut a few
feet away. The boys left him there
in the sand, dry heaving and coughing, his face stinking
like armpit and scrotum. Danny could not stand. His young
legs would not support him. So he
began to crawl back to Mark and Clint. He crawled through
the sand crying like a baby. More people turned to stare.
Most laughed. Some were shocked.
"You don't have to tell us about it, we saw it all! That
was really fun,
watching you play with other kids your own age. But you
lost our ice
creams. You will have to be punished for that. Now go into
the water and wash all that sticky ice cream and whatever
else is on your body off."
Danny turned to stumble into the lake.
"Wait Danny, we don't want the suit ruined. Take it off
first!"
"You..you want me to go into the lake bare assed naked?
With all of these
people watching?"
"You heard us, big boy. Now be a good faggot and do what
we say!"
Danny was totally naked in the lake washing the sand and
dirt and ice
cream off his body. The chocolate ice cream up his ass was
sticky and hard
to clean out. He had to dig fingers into his ass to get at
it. He must have
looked really cute standing there in the lake, bare assed
and fifteen years
old, cleaning the ice cream out of his ass crack and hole.
He felt totally
vulnerable. Was Danny a victim? This raises an
interesting question. You
know how dogs and other animals can sense when a person
doesn't like them,
and the animals respond by becoming wild and unruly and
aggressive? Well,
is the same true of boys? What I mean is, was there
something about Danny
that brought abuse on to him? Something in his meek, shy,
quiet nature that
just brings out the bully in others? Maybe it wasn't their
fault at all,
but Danny's fault all along. He was a very very attractive
fifteen year old
boy. That alone can cause some guys to be jealous. He had a
perfectly round
inviting young ass, and you cannot blame normal straight
healthy guys with
balls full of cum and hard dicks from wanting to fuck that
ass. The way he
wiggled it when he walked. The way the ass cheeks would
rise and fall...was
that his fault or theirs? Is it their fault that he had an
abnormally large
prick for a boy his age? That lump was certain to make
older boys with less
of a package jealous.And how about his mouth. Danny had
nice full lips, the
kind of lips guys often call "cocksucker lips." And the way
he had of
letting his mouth hang open just slightly...was it just a
habit, or was he
actually subconsciously trying to seduce guys? Was he
subconsciously saying,
"I need cock in my mouth. I want to suck dick!"
These are interesting issues to explore. Mark and Clint
sure had hard
dicks as they watched the boy washing off. And the torment
for the day was
just starting. They had a full day of abuse planned. They
picked up their
towels and blankest and stuff and started to head for the
car. Danny
panicked and screamed to them from the water. He was
standing waist deep in
the lake so his fat young dick would not show. They ignored
him and made for
their car. He freaked. He ran from the lake, his cock and
balls swinging and
slapping his young thighs. The heads of teenagers, adults
and children all
turned to look at the totally naked boy running onto the
beach.
"Somebody call the police." An older woman shouted.
"Get away from my children, you fucking pervert..." a
man yelled,
hugging his two boys closer to himself.
Danny wanted to cry, but there was no time. He needed to
run more than
cry. He ran up the hill toward the parking area. Four boys
of about eleven
or twelve screamed with laughter. Two teenage girls giggled
and gazed
hungrily at their first dick. These two cunts were just
thirteen and really
reading for some dicking, but they had not given in yet to
the demands of
the boys at their school. Consequently they had wet pussies
pretty much all
the time.
The two fake police officers had just thrown everything
into the trunk and
were climbing into the car when Danny ran up.
"Don't leve me here. Please, for the love of God, don't
leave me here." He
screamed, crying like a baby, his teenage fuckmeat
shriveled with fear.
Mark laughed good naturedly. "Of course we wouldn't
leave you. No need
to run all the way here totally bare assed, showing the
whole world your
shrunken little dick. We were going to bring your swim suit
down to you. We
are your friends, Danny. We wouldn't desert you. Here slip
this on!"
It was yet another swim suit. This one even more obscene
if possible than
the last. It consisted of nothing but a red waist band,
rather like a
garter belt, with a tiny red pouch hanging down. No ass
straps, no decent
pouch at all, but just a little catch of material. If
Danny's prick got hard
or even grew to it's normal flaccid state, it and his big
teen balls would
tumble out of the material. Only in this frightened
shrunken state could his
dick and nuts remain in the cloth sack.
"You want me to wear this?" Danny balked in horror.
"Fine, if you don't want it, you can just stay naked."
Clint said. "this
is one of the most popular items in our catalogue, and we
wanted you to
model it."
With trembling fingers, Danny slipped on the obscene
suit. It looked
ridiculous. He had to stuff his balls in and his fuckmeat
just kind of hung
there in the tiny red pouch pushing it out. There was not
rear support at
all.
"Wait, something is wrong." Mark said, holding his
camera and looking at
Danny.
"It's too fucking small is what is wrong..." Danny said
crying.
"No need for such language, Daniel," Clint said. "You
are right, Mark,
something is wrong. The suit doesn't look good on him."
"Then give me something else!" Danny begged through his
tears.
"It's the prick hair. The kid has got too much prick
hair for that
particular suit."
"Then give me a bigger suit." Danny said. They just
ignored him.
"Yeah, that's it. All that unsightly prick hair is
ruining the look of
our suit. Danny, let me just unclip the pouch here and take
it off for a
second." One of the features of the obscene suit was that
the tiny genital
pouch unclipped. Now Danny stood there in only the red
garter belt like
waist band. He felt so fucking stupid. Fresh tears rolled
down his face. He
had cried more in the last few days than in his whole life.
It is so sex to
see a fifteen or sixteen year old boy cry. Mark rummaged in
the trunk and
came out with a can of shaving cream and a razor.
"Here this should do it. Just lean against the car, Danny
and spread your
legs."
"What? HUH? YOU ARE NOT GOING TO SHAVE ME DOWN THERE!"
Danny would feel
like a freak. He had just grown the pubic bush a few years
ago. It made him
feel grown up. They were not to shave it off, making him
look and feel like
a ten year old again!
"We are just going to trim it a little. All models trim
their prick
bushes. Just going to trim it to make it look good in the
suit. Now stand
still or I might cut you."
"No! No way, man. I won't let you."
"Would you rather come with us down to the police
station on charges of
exposing yourself on the beach and molesting little kids?"
"Jesus, God, don't do this to me! You are destroying me!"
Danny could
hardly get the words out. Tears mingled with spit and he
stood there shaking
while Clint positioned him against the car and then stood
back snapping
photos.
"This won't wake more than a few seconds. " Mark smiled.
He was really a
cute stud. Girls on the street got wet cunts when he passed
by.
"Just a little trim job. Just these unsightly side
hairs. You've got
quite a nice prick bush here, Danny, but to be a model, you
have to be
willing to make sacrifices." He poured a little water on
Danny's crotch
from a water bottle, then put some cream on it. Danny
hated the feel of
another man's hands on his dick and balls. Mark began to
scrape away the
pubic hair from the sides of Danny's groin. Danny looked
down in horror.
His prick hair patch became smaller and smaller.
"A lot of models do this because it makes their dicks
look bigger. I'll
bet the guys on your website will really enjoy these
photos."
"My website?"
"Yeah, we decided to devote an entire website to you.
You have such
potential. We are putting the web stream from those cameras
on it whenever
you are home. That way, guys can watch you sleep all night
if they like. He
had a lot of hits already last night, so word must be
getting around. Most
of the guys requested that you sleep totally bare assed
naked though, so
tonight I want you to try that."
I know what you are wondering. What kind of men would
want to watch a
webcast of a fifteen year old boy sleeping totally bare
assed naked. Well,
it takes all kinds to make up our world. One must assume if
they want the
boy to sleep naked, they are interested in seeing his prick
and balls and
ass. It is quite all right for one to take a healthy
scientific interest in
the developing genitalia of a teenage boy. Likewise in his
ass globe
development. And perhaps these gentlemen were of this
nature. It is not for
us to judge. Mark didn't tell Danny that the name of the
website was,
"Danny's Dilemma!"
Danny looked down in horror. He now had a barely two
inch patch of dick
hair left, right over the root of his teen prick.
"There, that will look much better in the suit. Say,
we'd better hurry.
Danny will be late for his class."
Mark re-snapped the prick pouch over the boys
goodies, taking time to
feel the kids full young scrotum and shrunken prick. Danny
loathed the feel
of the fingers on his teenage fucker. They hurried him
into the back seat
of the car.
"What class?" Danny asked, bringing his knees up against
his chest and
holding his legs to cover as much of himself as possible.
Mark and Clint
climbed into the front seat and started the car.
"What class?" Danny asked again.
"Your ballet class!" Clint said with a smile.
"Ballet class?" Danny started to shake with fear
again.Somehow this
sounded ominous.
"You would be amazed at all the football players who take
dance classes.
It helps a guy to move more gracefully. We think it will be
grate for you.
And there are other boys your age in the class. You might
make some new
friends."
Mr.Gaily's Ballet School was a very unusual place. He
only accepted a
few students at a time. Father's who wanted their boys
disciplined in a
certain way sometimes sent their protesting teens to Mr.
Gaily. None of the
boys was in the class because he wanted to be! No. All the
boys at the
school had been forced to be there in one way or another.
So they were
generally not a happy bunch. And that suited Mr. Gaily just
fine. He hated
happy boys. He loved uncomfortable, embarrassed, humiliated
and degraded
boys.Mark and Clint humorously called it the Faggot School
of the Arts.
Danny protested that he didn't want to walk into the
school wearing just
the red pouch, but Mark and Clint forced him to.
"And what have we here? This must be the new young model
you have been
telling me about."
Mr. Gaily was on old man. He looked like a fucking
lecher. His eyes ate
Danny up like the kid was candy.
But Danny was looking around the dance studio. There must
have been
fifteen or twenty boys there from the ages of twelve or so
up to eighteen.
All the boys wore some form of prick pouch like Danny's.
Most of them
obscenely displayed the boys' dicks and balls. Some of the
boys stood self
consciously, while others who had been there longer fooled
around and kidded
with friends, seemingly unconscious of their almost total
nudity. The oddest
part of the dance studio was the bleachers. Along one wall,
opposite the
window and ballet bar was a row of bleachers like for a
sports contest.
Seated on these bleachers were at least thirty men from
about the age of
twenty to seventy. Hey hungrily watched the almost naked
boys.
Mr. Gaily laid his hands on Danny's naked shoulders. "Oh
Daniel, welcome
to our class. We are going to get along famously, I just
know it." The old
man let one finger slid down the naked boy chest to Danny's
budding nipple.
He flicked it a few times.
"Fifteen is such a fuckable age." Mr. Gaily smiled and
allowed one hand
to cup Danny's ass globe. "My, My, But you are tense. "
The hand squeezed
and kneaded Danny's ass cheek. "Just relax. You will have
a very good time
here, I promise you. Lots of boys your own age to play
with.
"I don't want to be here!" Danny moaned, sounding like a
very little boy.
Mr. Gaily laughed gaily.
"Of course you don't. That's half the fun of it." Then he
turned to the
boys at the far end of the room. "Boys! We have a new
addition to our
dance beginning dance class. This is Danny. Say hello to
Danny."
The near naked gaggle of boys turned and said hello, some
brightly, others
barely muttering. The men on the bleachers took immediate
interest. Some
groped their crotches.
"Let's welcome Danny, by showing him and our guests, what
we have been
working on. This dance concerns itself with the friendship
of young Greek
athletes. It shows the bonding of the athletes with each
other. I think you
will like it. All right boys...pouches off!"
Eight of the boys stepped forward and removed their
prick pouches at
once. The men in the stands grew even more alert. The
teenage dicks and
balls bounced and swung. Danny could not believe his eyes.
Most of the boys
looked not only shy, but resentful. Some looked scared. All
looked totally
humiliated. Mr. Gaily put on some music. All Danny knew
was that it was old
fashioned music. Then the boys began to dance. If you
could call it
dancing. Most of them were at that awkward age. Most of
them were not
dancers. They wiggled and leaped and bent over, showing
every inch of their
bare assed naked bodies to the men in the stands. It was
the most fucking
obscene thing Danny had ever seen. The men in the stands
were openly groping
themselves.
"Now the part where the athletes greet each other before
a new day of
exercises!"
The uncomfortable lads shuffled over to each other and
formed pairs. They
put their hands on each other's naked bodies. Then with
sick looks on their
pretty, youthful faces, they leaned in and kissed each
other on the lips.
Naked teenage boys kissing each other against their wills.
"This is a new dance we are still working on, so the boys
are a bit shy
about it. Come on boys, use those tongues."
One by one the couples opened their mouths and began to
tongue kiss each
other. Danny felt sick to his stomach. Truth be told, so
did most of the
boys. These were straight boys who had gotten into trouble
and been sent
here by perverted parents or counselors or probation
officers, many of whom
filled the stands.
"Rub ass globes while you kiss." Mr. Gaily sang as he
flitted about,
helping the boys.
This was not dance at all. It was some kind of perverted
display! The
boys, still deeply tongue kissing, started to rub each
others' ass mounds.
"And now the stars of this particular dance. Our four
most talented
fourteen year olds." Four naked boys stepped forward. In
the back the
other boys kept kissing and fondling. It was the dirtiest
thing Danny had
ever seen.
"All right. These boys represent the most virile Greek
athletes. They are
the Olympic champions. All right boys....Pricks up!"
It was unbelievable. At Mr.Gaily's command, the four
naked fourteen year
olds began to masturbate their cocks. Danny stood there
not believing what
he was seeing. Four boys younger than himself were openly
jerking on their
cocks and fondling their balls and tits. Soon all four had
full erections.
The cocks bounced and slapped their tummies as they started
to dance. They
kicked and turned, bent and leaned, and their dicks swung
and swayed to the
music. The boys faced each other and without touching
them, allowed their
hard teen pricks to slap against each other. The clenched
their young ass
muscles so the pricks danced harder and faster. The dicks
bobbed and weaved
in time to the music. It was cock choreography. There were
tears in the eyes
of some of the boys. Some of the men in the stands had
taken their dicks
out of their pants and were openly frigging them.
The music ended and the boys bowed. You could see the
looks of shame on
their young faces. The men cheered and applauded. With
pricks bouncing,
the boys walked back to the other end of the room.
"And now..as a special treat. We will dance the worship
of Aphrodite,
Goddess of love. This is a particularly erotic dance. The
boys have been
working on it for some time. The dancers are all seventeen
and eighteen in
this dance, and perfect specimens of manhood. These boys
chose to attend
our school instead of serving prison sentences for various
crimes. But
there is just one thing missing for this number. The boy
who plays
Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love, is ill today. His rectum is
very sore. So we
need a new boy to play the part. I have a great idea. Let's
give the honor
to our newest pupil, Danny!"
Danny wanted to puke. He wanted to puke and he almost
fainted. He felt
his legs grow weak. "I...I can't. I don't know the dance."
"It's very simple. You simply pose on the pedestal in
the center of the
room. The Athletes dance around you, worshipping your
perfect female form."
"Oh please, don't make me do this..." Danny whimpered.
"Nonesense. It will be the perfect introduction to our
class. All you need
do is stand still and look beautiful. Now here is the
Aphrodite wig for
you." Mr. Gaily placed this stupid tinsel wig on the boy's
head. It was
blue and Danny felt totally stupid wearing it.
"And now, Danny. Pouch off!"
"You want me to be naked?"
"Of course. The Goddess Aphrodite must be naked."
"But I'm not a girl!"
"In ancient theatre, men played all the parts. Now pouch
off!"
Mark stepped in and almost ripped the red swimsuit off
Danny. Danny was
now totally naked.
"Oh my, that will never do. I hate a boy with a shrunken
little dick. Get
that prick up and hard at once!"
Mark held Danny's head back and popped two more viagra
into the kid's
mouth. "Here swallow these. " Mr. Gaily set about fondling
the boy's cock
and balls. Danny wanted to run. He wanted to scream.
Instead, he just stood
there being felt up by this perverted old man!
"My my, fifteen and so fuckable. Yes, we are going to
have to explore that
pretty ass of yours. An innocent, virginal fifteen year old
asshole. What a
prize. You are an asshole virgin, aren't you, Danny?"
"Huh?" The boy was totally disoriented and confused.
"You have never had a dick up your ass, have you?"
"Of course not. I am not gay!" Danny cried.
"OH good. I'll bet that boy pucker is nice and tight.
See, your dick is
getting hard already. OH, MY...you are one hung little
fucker aren't you. I
couldn't tell at first with your prick all shrunken from
fear. That is some
hunk of fuckmeat you have there, Daniel. Of course with you
Playing
Aphrodite, it is supposed to represent your clit!"
Danny didn't know what to do. This was impossible. It
could not be
happening to him. He looked across the room at the four
eighteen year old
studs who were limbering up to do the dance. They were
naked and their cocks
were all huge. Almost all the guys in the stands were
jerking on their
dicks. A few of them had grabbed some of the younger boys
from the class,
and the boys were masturbating the men. Young boy hands
pumped up and down
on huge leaking man cocks. Boy hands fondled and lifted
hairy male scrotums.
Mr. Gaily ran a finger up and down Danny's ass crack.
Danny's dick
continued to erect and the viagra had not even started to
take effect yet.
"You are going to be one of our star dancers, I can tell
already.
Gentlemen...may I present to you.. Aphrodite, Goddess of
Love. "
Danny walked forward in the dumb blue tinsel wig. His
teenage prick
bounced and swung, almost fully erect now, a tiny drop of
moisture at the
pisshole.
The naked teenage boys danced around a naked fifteen year
old Danny, while
the men in the audience masturbated or had some of the
younger boys jerk
their dicks. Then the men in the audience became more
aggressive. Some of
them too the boys by the neck and pushed their faces down
to heir stinking,
throbbing, leaking pricks. Mr. Gaily had picked up a long
wooden pointer and
he walked along the bleachers, slapping boys in the ass or
balls if they did
not do a good enough job sucking dick.
Danny standing naked on a pedestal with his hardon
sticking out and
starting to drip, could not believe what he was seeing. The
older naked
eighteen year old boys twisted and turned, dipped and
leaped as they danced
around him. Danny could see they were not happy. They were
miserable, but I
suppose being in a perverted dance class with other boys is
better than
going to prison and getting ass fucked all day every day.
As the boys
danced, their big fat dicks flopped about and slapped their
thighs. These
boys must have been picked because of the size of their
fuckmeat. The cocks
grew harder and harder as the boys danced. They arched
back so their fat
dicks pointed up at Danny who was playing the part of
Aphrodite. Danny's
own dick drooled fuck slime from the viagra he had been
given. The dancing
boys had dripping dicks now too. Strings of leaky fuck
trailed from the
pulsing pricks of the teenage boys. Do normal healthy boys
like to drip fuck
leak in front of each other? Do boys drip fuck leak at the
gym or the high
school? Imagine how these boys felt.
Eventually the perverted dance finished with the muscular
older dancers
frigging their fat pricks to ejaculation. Streams of fuck
slop sprayed
across the dance floor. Then on the last few seconds of
music, the boys
dropped down on all fours and crawled to each others'
puddles of spooge and
started to lick the cum from the polished wooden floor.
These were big, well
muscled boys, and it was obscene to see them licking cum
from the floor with
their long wide tongues, like animals. Most of the men in
the bleachers were
grunting, and while some shot their loads of spunk down the
throats of young
boys, others just let loose and sprayed their fuck into
metal dishes
provided for that purpose. Mr. Gaily used those same
dishes for the boys'
lunch.
Mr. Gaily announced a break before the German Slap Dance.
Danny stood
next to Mark and Clint feeling stupid. He was still totally
bare assed naked
and he still wore the dumb blue girl's wig.
"You make a real sweet cunt, Danny." Mark kidded,
slapping the boy on the
smooth asscheek. "What's this I feel? The twat has a bit
of baby fuzz on
his ass globes. That will never do. We will have to shave
his ass too!"
Mr. Gaily joined them, hearing just the last part of the
conversation.
"Let me see the boy's ass." He demanded, turning Danny
around by grabbing
the boy's dick as if it were a handle.
"Oh my that is a fine boy ass. That is one of the most
fuckable asses I
have ever seen, but I suppose you two selfish gents are
keeping this
boypussy for yourselves." Danny closed his eyes in
humiliation as the old
man fingered his ass.
"We haven't decided what to do with his ass yet. We are
still in the
modeling stages of our game. We own the ass for two months,
I can tell you
that much. And I am sure that during that time, we will
want to visit you
and your fine school again."
"Spread your legs a bit boy, so I can get into your
crack." Mr. Gaily
ordered. Danny let out a tiny sob, but spread his legs.
Mr. Gaily ran a
finger up and down the soft moist ass crack.
"I would love to see this ass gang banged. I could
create a dance based
on the Rape of Lucretia! Young Danny here would be
Lucretia. Or perhaps the
Rape of the Sabine Women. Every boy in the school would
get a crack a this
fine young teen boy pussy." The finger was now deep in the
hole, rubbing
across the actual asshole pucker.
"Bend over boy, and reach back and spread your ass cheeks
for me."
Danny didn't move. He couldn't do such a demeaning thing.
Mark slapped Danny hard. "You heard the man! Do it,
Asswipe."
Poor young Danny bent over and spread his ass cheeks.
Never before in his
innocent life had a man looked at and touched his asshole.
Mark grabbed the
boy by the head and rubbed the kid's face across the crotch
of his trousers.
"This is what you want, isn't it, faggot? You want some big
fat dick in your
little cocksucker mouth." Danny couldn't even protest, his
mouth and nose
were squashed right into Mark's bulging crotch. Meanwhile,
Mr. Gaily was
rubbing a finger back and forth over Danny's asshole. It
felt really funny,
kind of tingly and it tickled.
"I have to get back to my classes. These gentlemen pay a
great amount of
money to watch my boys dance. The next dance is the German
Slap Dance. The
boys start out by slapping their thighs and heels and
chests...then they
pair up and start to slap each other. With the boys naked,
the dance takes
on an interesting tone as their bodies become pink and then
red with slap
marks. Then the boys began to slap each other balls! They
slap each others
nuts harder and harder, until boys collapse to puke or pass
out. The last
boy standing is the winner."
Clint eased Danny away from the teacher's finger which
was probing the
asshole entrance.
"We'd like to stay, but we have a few more stops to make
today."
Mr. Gaily frowned. "You really must shave that boy's ass.
That ass fuzz is
so unsightly, even if it is blond."
"Yeah, we are going to take care of that later on today.
Come on
Sweetheart, time for lunch." Mark cupped Danny's asscheek
and gently pushed
him toward the door.
"Can I at least have my red swimsuit back?" Danny
could see they were
leading him back out to the car.
"Naw, the red one wouldn't fit you with that big fat
hard on you got.
Fifteen year old boys and their hardons. I remember when I
was fifteen, I
was pretty much sporting wood most of the day."
"It's the pills you give me. They make me hard. It's
not my fault."
They marched Danny outside and over to the car. He
was seen by only a
few little boys of five or six who were playing Cowboy and
Indian. The
little guy playing the Indian said to his pal, "See, you
are my captive, and
now, you got to be naked like that boy, so I can torture
you."
The little cowboy smirked. "Only if you take off your
underpants under
your loin cloths. Besides that kid is older and he must be
a faggot."
Mark stopped to listen to the boys. It was so cute to hear
them talk this
way. He walked over to them. They looked up at the
muscular stud with
respect.
"You kids are right. That boy getting into the car is a
faggot. Faggots
just love to take off all their clothes and play with their
dicks. But all
boys love to get naked and play with their dicks. It's
normal. It's even
normal for boys to play with each others dicks. You boys
should try it some
time. My buddy and me play with each others dicks all the
time and we are
not faggots. We love to get naked and rub each others
dicks. No what makes
that boy getting into the car a faggot is that he likes to
take off all his
clothes and rub his dick right in public. Right in front of
other people. He
will do it in school, in church, at the mall. That is
really sick. At least
boys should go someplace private like one of your rooms
before you take off
all your clothes and rub each others dicks." The little
boys just stood
there nodding. Mark grabbed the huge lump in the front of
his kaki shorts
and gave it a squeeze. The boys stepped back a step. Mark
laughed and went
to the car.
Danny was sitting naked in the back seat, with his
throbbing erection
pointing toward the ceiling of the car. He has his legs
spread wide and his
big teen balls rested on the car seat.
"That looks real pretty, Danny." Mark said, sliding into
the front of the
car.
"Oh he wasn't sitting that way at first. He was curled
up in a little
ball. I ordered him to sit like that. Look how fat and full
his young nuts
look. That's cause we been churning cum in those sacks all
morning."
"Well, they are going to get a lot fuller before we're
finished. A nice
fat ball sack filled with cum will look good for this
afternoon's photo
shoot."
The guys turned the air-con on full, and Danny's nipples
grew hard and
pointed. He felt terribly vulnerable sitting there totally
bare assed in the
rear seat of the car.
"Hey, look, there is a school bus filled with kids going
on some kind of
camping trip or something. They look like boy scouts. Yup,
they are Boy
scouts all right. Look at those cute little fuck me
uniforms. I always say,
there is nothing like helping a Boy scout earn his merit
badge by fucking
him in the ass and mouth. Let's pull up next to them."
"NO, please don't, they will see me..." Danny trembled,
his erection
quivering.
"Now Danny, don't you dare close your legs or cover up.
In fact, show us
what you learned at dance class. We want you to slowly
masturbate your hard
dick. But don't you dare cum! Just sit there smiling with
your legs spread
and jerk on your dick. This will be great."
They pulled their car up next to the bus. It took a few
minutes for one
of the boys to look out the window and down at them. Then
his eyes grew
buggy and he screamed something and pointed. Now the
windows along the side
of the bus filled with cute little boy faces. They were
all looking down at
the car with Danny seated naked in the back seat frigging
his fifteen year
old prick.
"That's it, Danny, just keep pumping. Give those boys a
nice show. Look
up at them and smile."
"Oh God, please no...."
"Look up at them and smile! Show them how to do it. Now
spread your legs
real wide and put one foot up on the front seat by my door,
and one foot up
next to Clint. Be careful as he has to keep his eyes on the
road.Get our
feet up on the rear of the front seat and your legs spread.
Now arch your
crotch up high so the boys can really see it. Now frig that
dick. Beat that
fuckmeat. I want to see those balls bouncing and dancing.
Oh clint, I wish
you could see this. I do believe some of those boy scouts
on the bus are
jerking off. Okay, Danny, you can relax. But keep your
prick hard." Clint
and Mark laughed about the bus incident for quite a while,
talking about
which little boy in the window had the cutest face. Danny
slumped in the
rear seat, now and then fingering his prick to keep it
hard, which with the
viagra, was not difficult to do. He prayed to God that the
perversion was
over for the day. But God was busy elsewhere.
They pulled into a Mc'Donalds' Drive through.
"Oh...no...." Danny moaned.
They pulled up to the speaker. A kid's voice asked when
what they
wanted.
"Pull out quick. I think this is a kid who goes to my
school."
"We'd like two double Quarter Pounder meals with diet
cokes. And what
should we get for the faggot in the back seat?" Clint
spoke very loudly
right into the speaker.
"I beg pardon, Sir" The male teen voice asked.
"We got a faggot with us in the rear seat of the car,
and we don't know
what to order for him. Faggots love wieners, but you don't
have them. Do
you? Do you have big plump wieners for the faggot?"
"Sir, I'm not sure I understand." The kid sounded
tense.
"Just give us a large order of Chicken Mc'nuggets for
the faggot. And a
coke for him. He's been sucking dick all morning and his
mouth is kind of
icky."
"How can you say that about me. It's not true. You know
it's not true.
Those guys on the beach made me...and...and..oh God, please
don't pull
around. I am sure that boy goes to my school. Please! I am
begging you!"
But they pulled around right up to the first window. And
there stood a
really cute looking sixteen year old boy from Danny's
school. He looked down
into the car, and almost dropped the diet coke in his
hands. He recognized
Danny at once. There was Danny, seated bare assed naked,
with a huge
leaking erection. Danny tried to turn his head away, but
Mark snapped at
him.
"Danny look at the server. He is asking you if you want
any condiments.
These fucking Faggots got no manners, huh, kid?"
The teenager just stood there looking through the
window, his mouth
agape. Like a zombie he took the money and passed the food
through to the
car. Mark and Clint were busting a gut laughing. Danny was
crying. His
beautiful eyes filled with tears. His cute nose running
with snot. He was a
fucking mess. And he hadn't even been molested properly
yet. That was still
to come.
Danny sat bare assed naked in the back of the car. His
fifteen year old dick
was hard and leaking. He was totally degraded by the two
studs in the front
seat. Clint took a long time pulling away from the fast
food window, so that
the teenager working there got a really good look at his
naked schoolmate.
"Now everyone at school will know!" Danny sobbed.
"It's better than going to prison, believe me." Mark
laughed. Clint set
his diet soda in the cupholder and unwrapped his burger.
Mark set his aside
for a moment.
"You must be really hungry, Danny after that dance
class. You did a real
good job, too. I saw lots of boners on the guys looking at
you. That's just
the kind of model we are looking for." Mark unbuttoned his
own kaki shorts
and slid them down.
"What the fuck you doing, man? Clint asked, his mouth
covered in catsup
and mustard.
"We forgot to get any sauce for Danny's chicken
McNuggets. So I'm going
to give him some sauce." Mark started to masturbate his
huge dick. It grew
longer and thicker. He was close to coming already from
watching Danny's
humiliation. It didn't take long before he spurted four
huge globs of cum
all over Danny's chicken meal. Cock slop covered the deep
fried chicken
pieces. Mark sighed in a satisfied way. He always felt
less tense after he
shot a load. He was a four or five loads a day guy, anyway.
Fucking was
pretty much all he ever thought about. Fucking and hurting
and humiliating
and abusing. He handed the fast food meal back to Danny.
Danny just looked at it with wide eyes. He couldn't
believe he was
looking down at chicken McNuggets covered in cum. He wanted
to puke.
"Well, what are you waiting for, boy, chow down. We got a
busy afternoon
ahead of us. I want you to eat every fucking one of those.
They are finger
licking good." Mark chuckled chomping into his own burger.
Take it from someone who has abused fifteen year old
boys by the score,
they are a very sensitive age. Their self-image is so
fragile.
"I can't do it. I won't do it. I don't care what you do
to me." Danny
couldn't even stand to look at the meal in his hand, much
less eat it.
Mark turned around to face the boy in the back seat.
"Look, Cunt. Consider the options and be careful before
you say
something like that. If you go into a reform school or juvy
prison at
fifteen, lot's of the boys will be older than you. That
means they will make
you their bitch. Cute boy like you, won't last an hour
there without getting
dick up his tight little ass. You will be fucked up the
ass, non-stop all
day and all night too. You won't go thirty minutes without
a cock in your
mouth. I know what those places are like, and I am not
exaggerating. The
guards get in on the fun too. That's why they allow it.
Fresh young boy ass
suits them just fine. You will wash your hair with cum and
drink fresh piss
for lunch. You will have cum rubbed all over your body like
lotion. You
won't ever eat a meal that isn't soaked in cockslop. A
pretty fifteen year
old gets it all. He even learns how to eat the shit of the
other boys. Is
that what you want, Danny? Because we can arrange it for
you."
Danny's hand trembled as he picked up a piece of the cum
covered chicken.
"I'm afraid I'll puke, " he said, making the cutest
expression. Mark loved
the way the cute kid wrinkled his nose.
"If you puke, you will be punished. Now Dan, so far we
have not had to
punish you. And believe me, you do not want to be punished
by us. So please,
don't break any rules or fuck up! I mean that from the
bottom of my heart.
Once you are punished by us, you are never the same, Dan.
Believe me.Now eat
your lunch."
Mark was a really good looking guy. I mean, he could
have gotten just
about any chick he wanted. Why did he prefer to waste his
time degrading and
abusing teenage boys?
And what happens to such boys after fiends like Mark and
Clint are
finished with them? Do you think they are ever to function
in normal society
again? No way! Most of them crawl into some hole or other
for life. They
live alone, get some low profile job, never date or fuck
girls. Never marry.
All of that because the cannot face what was done to them.
Clint and Mark
loved knowing they were truly fucking up a boy for life.
Danny ate a piece of chicken. The cum wasn't as awful as
he had thought,
not with the deep fried chicken flavor to disguise it. It
was sticky and the
fuck slop clung to his lips and slid down his throat, but
he managed to eat
it all.
"Good boy, Danny, see that wasn't so bad. Here. Have a
slug of diet coke!"
At least it was real diet coke.
They arrived back at converted studio/living quarters.
Danny could not
get the funny feeling from his mouth. He wished he could
gargle.
"Oh look who's hanging out, Danny, your nice new nigger
friends from
yesterday. While we put the car away, why don't you go over
and say hello to
them?"
"But, I'm naked! I'm totally naked!"
"I know. They'll get a kick out of that. Oh, and Dan,
frig your dick up
nice and hard before you get out of the car."
"How can you expect me to do something like this?"
"Danny, there are lots of black boys in reform school,
and they love
white cunt meat like you."
"What do I say to them?"
"Introduce yourself to them. Tell them you are Danny the
Faggot and you
are doing some modeling work for us."
"They'll kill me!"
"Now, Danny, that is a really bad racially prejudiced
attitude. Not all
nigger teens want to kill all white people. Some of them
just want to fuck
and hurt them." Clint and Mark laughed at that one. "DO IT
DANNY. NOW!"
Danny got out of the car. The eyes of all the black
youths immediately
turned to the totally naked white boy walking toward them.
His cock was rock
hard and bouncing as he walked. Danny wanted to die. He
prayed to God to let
him die. He couldn't handle any more of this. One of the
nigger thugs
wolf-whistled. The others laughed.
Danny was walking down a residential street in broad
daylight, totally
bare assed naked. How many of you have ever done such a
thing? Do you have
any idea how it feels?
"Hi.....eh..hi...guys!" Danny stuttered. These were
lean mean muscular
black thugs.
"Look at the white pussy boy. What choo doin' all buck
ass nakid like
dat, pussy cunt boy?"
Danny could hardly say the words. "I'm Danny the Faggot
and I am doing
some modeling for those guys."
"Shit you don' got to tell us you a faggot. We can see
dat a mile off.
Youa cocksucker, all right. You got cocksucker lips."
"Danny wanted to yell back to the negroes ,'You've got
big thick
cocksucker lips yourselves," but he knew he dare not. He
stood there,
bounding a bit on his the balls of his feet, totally
freaked out and
nervous. His cock bounced and swung out in front of him.
"Turn around, Faggot, show us your pussy!"
"I don't want any trouble guys. I don't really want to
be here and do
this. But I'm being blackmailed. I'm in a terrible mess,
and I have no way
out."
The drugged eyes of the black boys glistened. "Turn
around faggot and
show us your pussy."
There were seven of them. All fully dressed of course
from caps to
athletic shoes. And Danny was bare assed naked.
"You a real pretty faggot. Your skin so nice and soft
looking."
Danny slowly turned so they could see his ass.
"Emmm, nice looking ass globes. Nice deep crack. Spread
dose cheeks and
show us yo' fuck hole!"
"Don't make me do this, not out here. I haven't done
anything bad to you
guys. Can't you please help me?"
"Spread dose cheeks and show us your pretty pink
pussy. Do it, now!"
For the second time in one day, Danny was forced to
show his fifteen
year old asshole to 0thers, and that wasn't even counting
the humiliation on
the beach. Danny bent over, gripped an ass globe in each
hand and pulled.
He was totally exposed to a gang of niggers.
'Pull dem cheeks wider. Let us really see dat pink
pussy!"
Danny tugged at his ass cheeks and his puckered asshole
opened like a
flower. His fifteen year old virgin asshole.
"You like nigger dick, White Cunt? "
"I'm not really a fag. I've never done anything with a
guy." Danny stood
there bent over tugging at his ass cheeks, protesting that
he was not gay.
Right!
"You like sucking black dick?" The boy who was the
leader of the gang
rubbed his big nigger teen cock through his low hanging
baggy jeans.' You
want to suck some black cock now? You drooling for the
taste of black
brother fuckmeat?" Danny felt a hand on his back, bent
over as he was. The
hand would not let move. The leader of the black thugs
stepped up real close
so his jeans covered fuckbulge was right in Danny's face.
"Can you smell dat? Can you smell my big black dick?
Does dat turn you
on, Cuntboy?
Danny was shaking so badly his legs almost gave out He
could smell it. He
could smell the black cock through the pants.
"I fucked me some cunt dis morning, and I ain't washed
it clean since.
The fucking ho ran off without cleaning it proper. You want
to clean it for
me? You want to lick and suck the cunt slime off my big
black dick?"
"Can we all get a suck, Tyrone?" Another black kid
asked, rubbing his
dicklump.
"Sho thing! Danny here ain't selfish. He ain't selfish
like so many white
boys. He gonna' share with all of us. He gonna' suck us
all!"
"We goin' to fuck his tight little cunt too?"
"Wouldn't pass up a pussy like dat! He goin' to sit and
bounce on our big
black mutherfucking dicks."
Just then the front door of Mark's house opened and the
stud stuck his
head out.
"Danny, time to stop playing with your new friends and
come to work
You've got some modeling to do." To strengthen his
argument, Mark held a gun
in his hand so all the niggers could see.
Tyrone stepped back. "You go on, pretty boy, yo Bitch
Master is calling
you. But some day soon, we gonna' get you alone, and den we
gonna fuck you
pregnant!" Tyrone's thick black fingers reached down and
grabbed Danny's
nipples and gave them a hard tug. The boy grunted and
almost fell over.
"We gonna' get you tit implants too, so you look like a
real fuckin'
bitch."
Danny turned and ran toward the house, but not before
Tyrone slapped his
beautiful fifteen year old ass.
"Before we finished with him, I gonna' turn dat boy into
a girl!"
Danny ran into the house and collapsed onto the carpet,
breathing
heavily and holding his stomach.
"Did you enjoy playing with your friends? We got the
lights set up and we
need you to do some modeling for us, for your website."
Danny looked up at Mark with tears in his eyes.
"Please, I need to pee. May I use the toilet?"
"Sure thing, Danny. It's right down the hall. Wait
until I get my
camera."
"Your camera?"
"Yeah, we'll get some nice photos of you pissing for
your website. The
perverted masses will love that. They love watching a
fifteen year old piss
and shit, as you know from the camera in your bathroom at
home."
"Why? Why would anyone enjoy such a thing?"
Mark laughed. "Beats me. But man does it ever bring in
the big bucks."
He grabbed his camera off the hall table and followed the
distressed teen
into the bathroom.
"Now remember the rules. Don' touch your dick. Lean back
a bit and turn
toward my camera. Okay, Dan, let'er rip! "
Danny stood there with his hard dick sticking out over
the toilet. He
couldn't get his erection to go down. He couldn't piss with
this handsome
guy standing there a few feet away watching him. Mark
reached out one large
hand and rubbed Danny's back. "Come on, kid, relax."
"I can't get my dick to go down!"
"Poor baby. Contrary to popular belief, you can piss
through a hard on.
It stings a little sometimes, but you can do it."
"I need to piss so bad." Danny felt a pain in his
groin. He tightened
his muscles. His dick softened just a bit and a spray of
piss shot out.
"That's a good boy. That's my good boy, Danny."
Danny felt like a fucking pet or a circus animal
doing tricks. His
dick bounced and arched and a strong spray of piss shot
out. Mark leaned
down to get some close-ups of the pissing teen cock.
"Very very good Danny. Piss for me, Baby! Now let me
step back and get
some full body shots. Look at the camera and smile, Danny.
Show me how much
you love to piss for the guys looking at your pics."
Danny tried to smile.
After he finished pissing, Mark said he needed to piss
too. He dropped
his shorts and stood there with his huge, fat, flaccid
prick swinging over
the toilet.
"Danny, I got my camera in my hands. Would you help me
out and hold my
dick while I piss?"
Danny looked like a five year old whose puppy had just
died. "Do I
gotta?"
Mark smiled and said in the nicest way, "Yeah, baby, you
gotta'!"
Danny reached out and touched the big fat cock. It was
as thick as a
beer can.
"Don't be afraid of it. I want you to become good friends
with it."
Danny let out a single sob that seemed to come from his
very soul. He
picked up the fat dick with his fingers and held it over
the toilet.
"That a boy, Danny. You got to learn to appreciate mandick.
This is not
some jumpy little prick like those boys at the dance
school, or at your own
high school. This is one hunk of huge fucking cock! Do you
know how many boy
asses I have fucked with this cock?" Danny didn't answer.
He just looked
down at the thick fucker he was holding in his hand.
"I asked you a question, Bitch. Do you know how many
boy asses I have
fucked with this dick?"
"No....how could I know." Danny mumbled.
"Well, I'll tell you. Four hundred and thirty-two. I
fucked four hundred
and thirty-two boy asses, most of them unwilling. Three
hundred and four
were teen boys of fifteen or fourteen or thirteen. The rest
were pre-teens.
Now of course, I ain't counting boy ass over sixteen. There
has been plenty
of that as well. But shit, I ain't all that much older than
that myself."
A heavy thick spray of piss shot out of the dick and hit
the toilet like
a bullet from a gun.The thick dick jumped in Danny's hand.
"Hold that prick, boy, or it'll be spraying all over the
bathroom."
Naked fifteen year old Danny held the stud's fat dick
while he pissed.
Then with his dick still dripping, Mark let the way back
into the studio
area. There was a round wooden table under the lights.
Clint had set up
four still cameras, as well as two web cams and a video
camera.
"All right, Danny, all you got to do is climb your cute
ass up onto that
table, lie on your back, and jerk off for us for one half
hour without
cumming."
"Yeah, boy Were going to broadcast your masturbation
session live as
well as record it for the archives. Just make sure you
don't cum. If you
cum...you get punished!"
"You can slow down or speed up, but make sure you don't
lose your hard
on. And make sure you don't shoot your load."
The fifteen year old was crying pretty hard as he
climbed up onto the
table. He looked real cute that way.
"Just lay on your back like you are in your bed at home.
Bet you whack
off all the time in your bed at home. I know I used to when
I was your age.
Do you have a cum rag under your mattress? Most boys your
age do."
Shit, what fifteen year old doesn't have a cum rag?
Danny lay there like
a fucking science experiment. Clint adjusted the lights and
the cameras.
"Spread your legs, Danny so we can see that good looking
teenage dick and
balls. Don't close your legs, or the guys won't be able to
see. Now take
your fat prick in one hand and start to masturbate. You can
play with your
tits or balls or asshole if you like. I know how much boys
your age love to
do that."
And so Danny's most secret forbidden private moments
were displayed for
thousands of perverted faggots across the world. Nineteen
dollars a month
was all it cost them. Danny lay there jerking on his
fifteen year old cock
for them. Several times he almost came. Animal sounds
emanated from his
throat. His young body tensed, his dick quivered. But with
a warning from
Mark, he was able to control it. His teen prick itched and
tickled and hurt
all at the same time. His balls started to pain him really
badly as they
drew up in their fucksack but could not unload. Danny
moaned like a fucking
bitch in heat. He begged Mark and Clint to let him cum.
"Don't you dare cum, you fucking slut! Lift your ass off
the table. Arch
your back so your dick is really sticking up there. Take
your hands away for
a minute to show us your throbbing teenage fuckmeat. The
cock slapped
Danny's stomach sending a spray of pre-fuck up onto his
chest.
"Look at that pre-fuck flow. This is really hot man. I
hope our customers
appreciate all of our hard work."
'I can't stand it! I'm going to cum!" Danny's body
tensed again. His
naked toes curled. His body flopped around on the table.
His hand pumped his
fifteen year old fucker.
Mark stepped in and slapped Danny hard across the face.
"You will fucking
not cum! You will never cum without permission! You ever
fucking cum without
permission, you will be sorry you were ever born!"
Some threat. Danny was already sorry he was ever born.
After thirty
minutes on the table, Danny's dick was painfully sensitive.
His balls ached.
He was a sweating horny teenage mess. Then, Mark and Clint
tied him in a
chair and proceeded to jerk his teenage dick for another
thirty minutes.
This time they frigged him, until he was screaming for
release. Begging to
allow him to shoot. His arms were tied to the chair. The
two studs played
with his scrotum and massaged his pulsing, leaking prick.
They got long
shots and close-ups. The caught his tortured face,
screaming that he was
going to cum. When he got close, they slapped his balls so
hard he almost
passed out. By the time they stopped, the boy was reduced
to a panting,
drooling, fuck animal. Danny was ready to do anything to be
allowed to cum.
They fed him two more viagra and proceeded with the next
step in his total
destruction.
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