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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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