Paul's Slavery

      Paul was crawling naked in a tent in a sporting good's store in a large mall. He was crawling bare assed naked from teenage jock to teenage jock licking their dicks and balls. There were five jocks crammed in the tent, and it smelled like boy sex. Paul's head swam as he crawled naked, his balls and dick swinging, his tongue out of his mouth lapping at the wet leaking swollen pricks and the sweat slick scrotums of the teenage jocks. In his poor tortured teenage mind, he wanted to sort things out. He felt somehow if he could only sort things out, the horror would stop. The pain and humiliation and sick perverted sex would stop. Surly this could not be real, what was happening to him. But it felt real. The fat pink cockheads banging at his lips and leaving trails of pre-fuck. The smell of the teenage jock ball sacks. The ball hair caught in his teeth. It was all too real. 

     "Come on, faggot, get on my dick," another jock growled and dragged Paul by the hair off of the dick he was currently lapping. 

     "Hey, the cunt was just starting on mine..." the jock whose prick was released snapped. 

     "If he's not doing a good enough job or getting around fast enough, just slap his nutsack good and hard."  Matt Henshaw said with a laugh in his cruel, sexy voice. Most of the jocks had stripped off their pants and underwear so their fat throbbing dicks could bounce and leak in freedom. Someone grabbed Paul's ears and dragged him onto a fresh cock.  The guy who just lost Paul's mouth wasn't about to give up so easily. He crawled on his knees over to his buddy and they both fed the helpless teen their big dicks at the same time. Two fat leaking cockheads battered at Paul's mouth. 

      "Open up, Fuckface, take them both!"  Paul looked absolutely terrified, tears running down his cute young face and mixing with dick spooge and snot and drool. He was a fucking mess. Matt leaned in and whacked Paul's nuts hard. Paul wailed in pain, but the sound was muffled by the two large cockheads stuffing his mouth. Paul's own snot running from his nose mingled with the cockleak and spit and entered his own mouth. Slop hung from his chin in long strings. His eyes were wild with fear as he sucked as hard as he could on the cockheads. 

    "The Shitface is not using his tongue. Matt, can you get him to use his tongue," one of the jocks complained. 

    "Use your fucking tongue, you useless Asswipe!" Matt threatened and swatted the poor teen's balls again. The balls were swollen and sore and looked huge. One high school jock had been left outside the tent to stand guard. He would warn the boys to be quiet if any store customers approached. The salesman on duty was also a kid from the school, so that did help somewhat. There was a certain thrill to violating Paul in a public place. 

     "Oh Fuck, I'm gonna' cum..." One big jock wailed, his thick cunt stuffer quivering and pulsing all pink and tight. He pulled back and grunted as he splattered Paul's face with cock snot. Sperm covered Paul's nose and eyes and ran down his face. The kid had quite a huge load. "Oh shit, yeah...oh fuck. Take it faggot..."  More and more sperm splattered the boys face. It clogged his nose and stung in his eyes. The other boy only laughed and then rammed his dick deeper into the kid's mouth. cum transferred from Paul's face to the pubic hair of the boy boning his face. The jock pulled out. "You got Jeff's dick snot all over my pubic hair. Suck it out!"  Paul, crying pretty heavily now, leaned in and slurped the baby batter from one jock out of the wiry pubic hair of another jock. He felt another cock bang against his year. He couldn't help but think how these huge cocks fucked girl's cunts every day, and now they were using his mouth as a cunt. He once again had two dicks in his mouth. Then he felt a pressure at his asshole.  The tennis racquet that had been up his ass had been removed. That in itself was pretty horrible as Matt had made him lick the handle clean of all ass slime. Now someone was shoving something else up his asshole. It was really thick and hurt badly. What was it? 

     "Let's shed a little light on the subject," Matt said as he shoved a huge three battery rubber covered flashlight up the boy's damaged rectum. 

    Paul screamed out in pain, but the sound was again diminished by the dickheads in his mouth. Still, the boy standing guard did lean down and whisper into the tent. 

    "For Christ's sake, keep the faggot quiet, will you. You are drawing attention." 

     Paul's mouth was open wide in horror as he felt the thick flashlight enter eight inches up his young asshole. He felt like his inner ass was being ripped open. Matt was not gentle. Paul's wide open mouth gave the face fucking jocks better access to the dick drain. They grunted as they enjoyed the feel of their teenage dicks rubbing together as they fucked in and out of the boy's face. They felt nothing queer about their pleasure. They were just fucking a faggot drain, and the nice feeling of rubbing up against another dude's dick was just a by-product of the exercise. Matt fucked the flashlight out almost to the tip, then plunged it back in again this time nine and a half inches. 

    "Suck those dick's, Paul. Give my buddies the best suck of their lives."   Paul sucked for all he was worth. His lips were numb as was his tongue. His throat was clogged with dick leak. He wiggled his tongue on the bottom of the pricks as he sucked on the cockheads. He could feel the spurts of pre-fuck shooting out of the wide open pissholes of the boys.  there is nothing in the world quite like a teenage boy's pisshole.  The pisslips are so fucking sensitive.  A kid like that can cum in seconds. These two jocks didn't last long. They both moaned at the same time and then laughed as they sprayed Paul's throat with fuck at the same time. Both boys arched their backs and pushed their pricks deeper in Paul's face. Because of the angle of the two boys trying to shove cock into the kid's face sewer at the same time, only a certain amount of dick could get into the mouth. While a good amount of batter did go down Paul's throat, significant amounts once again blasted his face and chest. 

     "Oh FUCK...FUCK THIS FAGGOT"  One of the jocks howled as he pulled his still spurting dick back and began to slap Paul across the face with cock. 

     Matt had ten inches of flashlight up the boys ass. Deeply embeded. The ass lips were stretched to tearing. Paul was in agony. Another jock moved in his dick pulsing as if close to cumming.  "Here, Motherfucker, suck this quick..." he moaned, pushing the still spurting jocks aside and ramming his nine incher deep into Paul's throat. 

     "Uuugghhhhhh..." Paul choked as the huge fucker cut off his air and made his neck bulge with it's girth. Paul's eyes rolled in his head. 

      "Suck it, God damn it! Suck that dick!" Matt ordered whacking the tortured teen's balls again and giving the head of the flashlight a slap to send it deeper into the boy's guts. Pul was mindless with agony. He literally no longer knew what he was doing. He sucked at the root of the prick invading his throat. He tried to extend his tongue to catch some of the upper end of the scrotum where it attached to the root. He felt the boy's heavy balls banging his chin. Cock slop dripped from his chin onto the jock's sweaty scrotum. Paul was gagging and choking on the gigantic hunk of fuckmeat.  His mind wondered briefly how some girl, any girl could take this huge of a dick.  The jock grabbed him by the back of the head and pushed the boy's face deeper onto his dick. Then he bucked his hips and began to unload right down Paul's gullet. Matt reached around and took Paul's nipples in his fingers and roughly twisted and tugged on them. Paul as totally impaled on cock. He felt as if it reached down to his stomach. He felt the dick expand and contract as it shot it's load of spooge. He felt the liquid filling his stomach. Some of it back up into his mouth and then poured from his nose. 

    Finally it was Matt's turn. He was a good teen leader. He waited until his buddies got their kicks first.  He slapped Paul hard sending the kid down onto his back. Then matt stood up and stripped naked. His body was beautiful. He was a perfect jock stud. The little bit of light in the tent, coming from the tent flap opening and the flashlight up Paul's asshole, caught Matt's smooth muscled torso and his huge cunt stuffing dick. When he turned, the light played across his tight round muscular ass globes, perfect bubble shape with deep deep crack.  He was every cunt's dream.  He stood with one foot on either side of Paul's head, looking down at him.  Paul looked up at the fat leaking dick and the low hanging nuts. Matt turned around to face Pau's feet. Then he squatted down until his scrotum draped itself across Paul's nose and lips. 

     "Lick my balls, Paul." He said quietly but with ultimate authority. Paul licked the winkled hairy scrotum of the high school senior. The dick dripped on his chest. Do you have any idea how much teen age boys love to get their balls licked? It is such a sign of power to have a cunt or a faggot lick one's nuts. But that was not Matt's goal.  He reached down and spread his muscular ass cheeks. Then he shifted to lower his hot moist asshole over Paul's mouth. 

     "Lick and suck my asshole, Paul!" He said in the same even, controlled voice. 

     "Holy mother fucking shit, is he really going to do it?" 

      Matt smiled, settling his asshole on Paul's extended tongue.  "Of course he is going to do it. Come on Paul, show my buddies what a good shithole licker you are." 

      Paul wiggled his tongue against Matt's hairy asshole. He could feel the wrinkled ridges of the corregated hole. He could smell the ass sweat. 

      "Get that faggot tongue way up my shithole, Paul! do a good job."   Paul was sobbing uncontrollably. He was licking where a guy took a shit. He was licking the hole where shit logs came out! He was licking the place from which Matt dropped his turds. There was no coming back from this. Paul knew he was ruined for life. He would never emotionally or mentally recover from this horror. 

      Matt wiggled a little, so his dick dripped more. He settled down more on Paul's face. "Come on, get that tongue way up my shithole. Clean out my shit canal. Oh yeah. Now with your tongue fucking in and out of my shithole, suck on my asshole. Oooopppphhhh, Jesus Christ that feels good. That feels fucking awesome!" 

       "I'd like to feel what that is like...." one of the jocks said. "I'd like to feel the faggot's mouth on my asshole." 

      Matt smile, rocking back and forth on the boy's face. "Don't worry. From now on Paul will be sucking all your assholes at school every day. He will suck our asses after sports practice, while they are nice and sweaty. Before we take our showers."  He reached down and slapped Paul's sore swollen nuts.  "Harder. Suck my asshole harder, you miserable faggot."  Paul could not breath. He was smothered in muscular jock ass. Asshole hair stuck in his teeth. Ass slime ran down his throat. The jock feeding him ass was all man. Was THE MAN, and everyone knew it. His daddy ran the town, and he could do whatever the fuck he wanted. 

      "Oh fuck that is good, shit I am goinna' cum..."  Matt raised himself up off Paul's face and spun around.  Paul's face was coated with glistening ass slime and spit. Matt knelt up

over the boy's nose and mouth. "Open your fucking sewer!" 

      Paul knew what he meant. He opened his mouth as wide as he could. He stuck out his ass slime coated tongue. Matt grunted and arched his back, his muscular pecs straining up in the dim light of the tent. His full nipples hard and pointed. Sweat ran down his pecs and across his hard stomach. His huge dick throbbed and the piss hole spread wide. The big nuts drew up in their flesh bag, and Matt Came! He came loads and loads and loads. He shot spray after spray of dick scum into the open sewer mouth of Paul. 

     "Take it, you fucking piecer of shit!" he yelled, thwacking Paul's face with his still spurting dick. "You sister-in-law fucking faggot moron. You fucking ass eating Turd!" 

      Paul started to cry helplessly, a real crying jag. Not just sniffles or whimpering. No. This was a  full fledged hysterical crying jag. He rolled around on the floor under Matt, cum running off his cute young face.   In between swallowing what seemed like gallons of dick goo, he sobbed until he could not breath. Matt threw himself off of the boy and rolled over, his own body glistening with sweat, his dick still drooling cum. 

      Paul curled up in a fetal position. He could not stop his body from shaking. His teeth chattered. His hands were balled up into fists. His toes curled. He moaned and actually called for his mother. "Mommy...Mommy..." He sobbed. 

      Matt sat up and with a quirky smile on his face looked at the totally ruined boy.  'Anybody want seconds?"  he said.