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Matt Henshaw sat naked in a chair facing the bed. He sipped a scotch and soda. He was totally comfortable being naked because of his huge dick and his generally confident attitude. After all, he had money, privilege, good looks, a big penis, and power! What more could a high school senior long for? Whereas Matt looked confident and happy, Bud Marshall looked just the opposite. He too was naked. He had the more muscular body of a slightly older guy, and a blue collar worker. His body was hard and well formed from factory work. He too was handsome, but in a different way. He had dark smoldering looks. The girls had always found him dangerously attractive. Well, there was nothing dangerous about him now. He Stood with his hands covering his genitals, head hanging, looking at the floor. He shifted awkwardly from one foot to another. He felt totally degraded and emasculated. His strong ass cheeks rolled as he shifted weight, and his huge balls jiggled in their sack. He knew he was selling out his wife to save his own ass. The third person in the room was indeed his wife, Marie.
Marie too was naked. She knelt on the bed, head lowered, tears streaming down her cheeks. She could not believe this was happening to her.She could not believe her handsome, wonderful new husband could have become the man she saw standing before her. One hand covered her pussy, and the other tried to conceal her full tits.
"Now the name of this game," Matt began smiling, his fat hunk of fuckmeat thickening and twitching with the prospect of fun. "The name of this game is called keeping hubby out of prison. Since poor Paul is in the looney-bin, it falls to you, Marie to keep Ben and his dad, out of prison. How do you do this? Simple. YOU DO WHATEVER THE FUCK I SAY."
"I'm sorry, Marie. I am so so sorry." Bud mumbled, his face red with shame.
"There you see, your husband is sorry. Now that that is out of the way, we can have some fun. Don't be so fucking shy, Bud. It's not like your wife had never seen your dick! Move those hands away and show us the goodies."
Bud's masculine pecs rose and fell with a sob as he removed his hands from his fat fucker and sack.
"I mean, Jesus, she's sucked on it enough times, right? Now here is the deal. I am going to fuck you, Marie. I am going to fuck you nice and hard and long. And you are going to be very very nice to me. I am going to fuck you in the mouth and cunt and asshole. How often does a high school senior get to fuck a newly married lady? Practically a Bride. I'll bet the only two dicks ever to fill your cunt have been your husband's here and your brother-in-law's. So my prick will be the lucky third one! Now don't you be all shy on me too. Lean back against the headboard and spread your legs so I can see your cunt! Want to see the cunt I am going to fuck!" Bud sobbed at that one and tears filled his eyes too. "What's a matter Bud? Come on, get with the game. Oh look at your wife's cunt. Isn't that pretty. But it's too hairy. I hate hairy twats. Bud, tell you what, go get a razor and some cream and shave your wife's cunt for me. You keep those legs spread, Bitch!"
Bud stumbled to the bathroom and returned with razor, towel, water and shaving cream. Then to his utter humiliation, he knelt between his wife's legs and shaved her pussy.
"That's right. I want it like a little girl's pussy. Like the fresh young cunt of a grade-school girl. You may have heard that I like my pussy young. I prefer it when it is still a tight little slit, not all turned out with pink raw meat inner cunt flesh. Get all that hair off so it's a nice bald pussy." Matt finished his drink.
"Great. Now spread your cunt lips for me, Marie and show me what I am going to fuck." Marie shook her head no, but nonetheless, red eyed with tears, she spread her cunt lips for Matt Henshaw.
"Very nice. Now, Bud, Get on down here and get my big dick ready to fuck your wife. I want you to lick my balls and dick to get it nice and wet and hard for your dear wife." Bud dropped to his knees.
"Good boy, you remembered to drop and crawl over to my dick. You are learning fast. You see, Marie, Bud here and I had a little session at the factory. I taught him how to properly respect the boss's son. Stick out your tongue, Bud so you can lick my sweaty nuts real good. Remember to lift the nuts in the sack like I taught you. Then you can gently suck on them." Matt spread his strong hairy teenage thighs so Bud could better lick his fucksack. The door to the bedroom opened and Bud's mother entered. She was also naked, and her older tits shook as she walked, carrying a new drink for Matt.
"Ah, my drink. Just in time, you fucked up old sow. You son is just licking my balls and getting my cock wet so I can fuck his wife!" Bud's mother tried not to look. She set the drink down and picked up the empty glass. Her hands shook with the trauma of the past few days
"Why not give your son some encouragement. Get on down and lick his balls while he licks mine!"
"Not my mother. Please you can't..."
"Shut the fuck up and keep licking. And don't tell me what I can and cannot do. Spread your legs, so your mother can lick your balls from behind."
It broke Bud's heart to hear his mother's wracked sobs as she crawled down behind him and started to lick his huge hanging nuts. On the bed, Marie put one hand to her mouth, so dumb struck was she with the horrible sight.
"Yeah, see, he is licking better already. Now bud, lick my dick from the root to the tip. Oh shit, I am leaking. Scoop up some of that dick leak on your tongue, Bud. People make too much of sex. See, It's just healthy fun. I can't wait to feel my dick in your bride's cunt. And I be her asshole is really tight, right? Okay, Mom, enough fun for you. Get your ass downstairs. If you are a good old sow, later on I may let your sun fuck you. How would you like that? To feel Bud's big cunt stuffer up your dried up old twat. You can tell me who fucked you better, your younger or your older son. Now Bud, I am going to go to the bed and make out with your wife a bit. I want you right behind me, lapping at my balls! If your lips and tongue are off my balls for too long, it's off to prison with you. And When I actually start to fuck her, I would appreciate it if you sucked on my asshole while I did it. How many guys can get their asshole sucked while they fuck the sucker's wife? That is really something." Matt was a beautiful young animal as he walked toward the bed, His now erect prick swinging and throbbing in front of him, and his full scrotum dancing with every step. Marie pulled back in horror, and Matt laughed.
"Don't be shy, now, Bitch, keep those legs open so i can see that pretty pussy. Bud, I don't feel your tongue on my nuts. I am not playing around here!" Bud crawled around, extended his tongue and started to lap at Matt's teenage balls. "Now I want to feel your tongue deep in my asshole while I'm fucking her. YOu know how in the Olympics they say going for the Gold? Well, you are going for the brown!" Matt laughed with nervous intensity. He crawled onto the bed, his big dick leaking down onto the sheets. He wiggled his tongue at Marie. "Don't worry, baby, you are going to get plenty of chances to lick and suck this big dick of mine. But first I just got to fuck the shit out of your other holes!" Bud, tears dripping from his chin, crawled after Matt, his tongue out trying to lick the swinging gonads. He was so pathetic, it was almost comical. Downstairs, Bud and Paul's mother eyed a kitchen knife, contemplating paying the price for ending this reign of terror once and for all.
Meanwhile at the Mental Hospital, poor teenage Paul Marshall was undergoing electro-shock therapy. Well, a form of electro-shock therapy. He was tied down bare assed naked, while a the same sadistic attendant worked the dial of a battery that had wires attached to a metal cuff circling Paul's teenage dick. Each time the attendant turned the dials, Paul's entire body went stiff and he screamed, horrible waves of shock shooting up and through him from his penis.
"Take it easy, Paul, we got a long way to go. When it gets really bad, later, we'll put a rubber plug in your mouth so's you don't bit off your tongue or chew your lip through. I got it set real low now. Just so's you know and don't get the wrong idea. This is to help you. Mr. Henshaw has ordered us to do this. The purpose is to remove all sexual drive from your dick and replace it instead with sexual sensations in your inner asshole. So what we are doing here in actuality is turning you into a cunt!" The burly guard laughed. "Soon your dick will not get hard any more or feel sexual feeling. But your cunt will be super sensitive and alive with sexual feeling. You will learn to crave sexual satisfaction only through your cunt. It's kind of a shame really, you got such a nice big dick. But I don't call the shots around here. I just follow orders. It's gonna take weeks, maybe months of this on a daily basis before your dick really goes totally dead. I know it is painful as hell. It feels like your whole system is hot wired, right? Like when you bump the crazy bone in your arm, but through your entire body. At least that is how it is described to me. I'm really sorry about this." he chuckled and gave the poor teenage boy another jolt.
"After we finish here, we got some nice cock for you. Several of the other attendants are waiting for a chance to fuck you and and also get a good suck. YOu know you have lots of fans already. " The attendant nodded toward the cameras high on the walls of the padded cell. "Over a thousand guys on the internet are watching you. I never knew so many people were interested in mental health."
Paul's beautiful young body threw itself in it's bonds as another wave of electricity washed over his sweat slick body. He threw his head and gritted his teeth.
"Helllllllllllpppppppp!" He screamed.
"Oh yeah, they like that when you scream. They really go for that. That and tears. Something about seeing a well built teenage boy crying his eyes out that really turns them on.
"Come on, Paul, don't be a baby, I've only got it on two and we have to go to ten. You can take it. Nice big boy like you. Remember how you didn't want to suck my dick a first. How you made a fuss. Where did it get you? By the end you were nursing my dick like a baby on a mother's teat. After lunch, we're going to take you around to some of the rooms. We got some really old guys here, in their late eighties and nineties, who ain't had a blow job in years. We are going to let you suck their shriveled old dicks for them. You can lick their balls and suck their assholes too. They're going to love that. Think of it as your good deed for the day. You will be kind of like one of them candy-stripers. You can be the official Asylum cocksucker. What crazy old fart who shits and pisses himself all day, wouldn't like he mouth of a cute young teenage boy around his prick? I better put that plug in your mouth now. I see you are biting your lower lip. We don't want that. Here, chomp down on this while I raise the level to four. By the time I get to six, your entire body will raise up off the floor. It's kind of neat. Kind of like levitation! Then, after we get your dick all nice and numb, we're gonna put you on a fucking machine for about sixteen hours a day, to get your inner cunt real sensitive. What a lucky boy you are! Ha! You must of done something really bad to piss off Matt Henshaw that much. You sure do got a pretty body. All pale and smooth. Nice little titties. You're lucky Matt didn't order you castrated. Well, he still might. I hate to see a cute teenage boy lose his balls and dick. And you got such a nice big package too. I'll bet the chicks at your high school would drool over your meat. Cunts are like that. They love fat pricks. Nice juicy fat pricks. They pretend like they are interested in stuff like personality, but shit, everybody knows it is dickmeat they are after. Too bad you will never fuck a girl again!"
The attendant laughed as Paul screamed in anguish and a new wave of shock pulsed through his teenage body.
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