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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.
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