Date: Sat, 10 May 2008 22:11:39 +0100
From: Speed Back <speedback11@googlemail.com>
Subject: Daredevil Speedo Boys - Live On Stage part 10 (M/b), cons anal, cons bond)

(WARNING: This is obviously fiction...nothing like it has ever happened in
real life, nor should it, for very obvious reasons. Don't try anything like
this at home guys, or anywhere else! And leave those boys alone!
Speedoboy711 speedback11@googlemail.com )

The curtains remained closed for some time as the stage was prepared for the
first of the ten year old boys to perform his act. Sounds of grinding
machinery suggested that a major transformation was taking place, and when
the curtain was finally raised again, the audience gasped at what they saw.
A huge glass tank, about sixty feet square, filled the enormous space behind
the proscenium arch. It contained blue chlorinated water, beautifully
lit from a variety of angles. A large connecting pipe, about six feet in
diameter, led away offstage from each side of the tank. The entrance to each
of these huge pipes was barred with an enormous metal grille. In the middle
of the massive tank, suspended in the water, hung a metal cage - about the
right size for a ten year old boy.
It all happened very suddenly. From a small platform high about the
pool, visible live on the many screens around the auditorium, ten year old
Tom dived like a swallow into the water, plummeting down so fast past the
cage towards the bottom of the tank that he only just managed to stop
himself crashing right into the bottom. The slim, dark-haired boy wore navy
blue speedos. Although still very soft and boyish, he looked pretty fit and
strong for his tender age, and he swam confidently, like a young otter. The
programme notes revealed that he was a naval cadet from a large port city in
the south-west of England, and he'd been diving since the age of seven.
Now easily visible to the spectators, the boy held his breath as he swam
around the cage, checking it by touch in a a way that suggested he was
extremely familiar with the idea of being put inside it, and having to
escape from it. The cage door,  just wide enough for the stuntboy's his
slim, hairless torso, was open, and could easily be locked and unlocked by
the child himself. When the little boy was satisfied, he waved at the
audience, flashing an eager underwater grin at the spectators and giving
them a tantalising glimpse of his sparking blue eyes, full of laughing
energy. Then he swam away towards one of the grilles at the side of the
tank. It was raised immediately and he swam through gracefully. The ten year
old underwater swimmer looked particularly sexually attractive as he
demonstrated his vigorous breast stroke leg kick, drawing his heels up to
his little buttocks, and then thrusting his legs apart as if he was fucking
the swimming pool water. He disappeared offstage through the pipe, leaving
many an erection pulsating in the pants of the spectators.
Immediately, there was action in the other enormous pipe on the opposite
side of the stage. With an angry thrashing of its huge body, a large
boy-eating shark crashed dangerously into the grille that prevented it from
entering the huge water tank. Again and again, the ferocious,
half-starved sea creature drove itself into the metal grille, biting the
bars savagely. It could sense the smell of the little boy's body so recently
in the water, and it longed to sink its razor teeth into the child's
succulent ivory flesh.
Cameras trained on the diving platform showed young Tom trotting gamely up
to the top again again, carefully carrying a couple of small bags. When he
got to the top and opened them, the audience was intrigued to see that one
contained small, bloody chunks of meat. The other contained large, sharp
safety pins.
The spectators were fascinated to watch the ten year old boy painstakingly
pinning the bleeding pieces of meat onto his swimwear. The front, back,
sides of the boy's bite-me speedos...even the material right between the
child's legs...was used as a pincushion, as the youngster carefully attached
the sharkfood to his tight little pair of navy blue lycra swimming trunks.
When he'd finished, he stood in a perfect Y-position on the edge of the
diving board, showing off his skinny little ribcage - a beautiful ten year
old boy in bloody speedos, with delicious pieces of meat attached
suggestively to his sexy swimwear.
The blood from the chunks of meat trickled down the boy's attractively
smooth legs. A few drops fell all the way down into the pool below, driving
the shark into a renewed frenzy. The creature was desperate for boyblood,
and the metal grille imprisoning it in the large pipe was beginning to
buckle slightly, with a sickening sound of creaking metal.
Up until this point, the boy had been totally calm, almost dreamlike in his
totally professional, almost military composure. But the hideous underwater
din made his gorgeous blue eyes flicker with fear, as if he had
suddenly woken up and noticed where he was. Luckily for all present, the
stuntboy had been well trained, spending years in the water under a very
tough master, who'd been a senior figure in the British navy. Plucky young
Tom had been introduced to hardcore sexual sadomasochism at an early age,
and this was to be his greatest performance so far, now that he'd reached
the perfect age of ten.
He mastered his fear, and a wicked smile came over his lips. The boy
daredevil stepped back from the edge of the board, and, to gasps of horror
from the audience, he opened one of the large safety pins, attached a piece
of dripping red meat to it, reached inside his speedos, and pulled out the
tip of his little hairless penis. It was erect and pulsating with all the
boyish sadomasochistic fervour of a true ten year old daredevil. To cries of
"No! Don't do it Tom!" from the auditorium, the preteen boy savagely pierced
the foreskin of his little penis and drove the pin right through it, causing
his little sex organ to bleed profusely.
"AAAAAARRRGGGGGG!" the boy screamed lustily, almost losing his balance on
the diving platform. Then, grimacing in sexual torment, but fascinated by
it, the little boy fastened the pin, and stood there, on the high board,
gazing down at his handiwork. The sexual high sent a level of pain sent
shooting through his preteen body which he hadn't experienced before.
The feeling intrigued the experimental boy, so he eagerly stabbed another
piece of meat with another of the large safety pins. He reached right down
inside his speedos for his smooth little ballsac. Again many of the
spectators couldn't bear to watch. With a boyish squeal of triumph and
terror, the ten year old boy willingly plunged the metal point of the pin
right into the skin of his scrotum.
"AYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYRRRRRRGGG!" he yelled, his little eyes shut tightly as he
struggled to master the sexual pain he was deliberately, and very publicly,
inflicting on his young boy body. Many members of the audience covered their
eyes as the live images continued to flash up live on the screens. Not all
of them enjoyed seeing such graphic violence. But others were leaking precum
delightedly as they gazed at the pierced child.
The little stuntboy took care not to actually pierce his tiny testicles, as
he had been warned by his trainer that the pain caused by such an injury
would be too great for him to endure. He prepared another chunk of meat on
another metal pin, and, with a full throated boyish shout of sadomasochistic
glee, the ten year old plunged the sharp point into the opposite side of his
scrotum.
"GAAAAA-AAAAA-AAA-AAAAHHHHHH!" wailed the little boy, biting his little pink
tongue, and panting hard like a little fuckpuppy, as he struggled to take
the genital pain without blacking out. The stunt was hurting much, much more
than he'd expected. He hadn't practised this particular part of it, as no
preteen boy could be expected to undergo it more than once. But he was a
very brave boy, and he was determined not to let his master down. He looked
particularly sexually attractive as he suffered, wiping little tears
valiantly from his clear, innocent eyes, trembling like a young wild animal,
but boyishly fierce in his absolute resolve not to quit.
He noticed giddily, as if watching himself on film from somewhere else, that
his boyish sexual organs were now bleeding profusely. He was ready to dive
again. Anything to get the sharp metal spikes out of his preteen sex organs.

Ten year old Tom stood bravely on the edge of the high diving
platform, dripping blood into the water. Around his wrists, he wore black
bands which strengthened his thin little arms for the moment he hit the
water. They looked a little like black leather bondage handcuffs. On another
day, in another stunt, they might have been used to attach the boy
escapologist to the bottom of the swimming pool.
The shark was attacking the metal grille which prevented it from entering
the main body of the pool with such ferocity that it was beginning to buckle
severely now. The stunt was becoming extremely dangerous, and the child knew
that if he didn't act fast, the theatre's highly diligent welfare officers
might call the whole thing off, as the boy's welfare was of
paramount importance to all those present.
The ten year old boy decided he had no more time to lose. So, after taking a
series of very deep breaths to fill his small lungs, so that he could remain
underwater for as long as possible, young Tom executed another perfect dive
into the water far below. The preteen's genitals were already causing him an
excruciating amount of pain, and as his body hit the pool, the child
screamed harshly underwater, as his sexual agony became unbearable. Then the
brave little swimmer gritted his teeth, and tried to spank his own
speedo-clad boybutt as best he could underwater, in a desperate attempt to
re-ignite his sexual fervour. It didn't work, as the little boy couldn't
spank himself hard enough in the water, so he desperately thrust his small
index finger into the back of his unslit speedos, forcing the navy blue
lycra a little way into his well-drilled boyhole. The feel of the sexy
material slightly inside him drove the boy wild...his pierced cock pulsated
excitedly with boyblood, and he swam confidently towards the cage hanging
underwater.
The little boy wriggled gleefully into the small metal prison, and locked
himself expertly inside. Already, his lungs were starting to tighten, but he
knew he could remain underwater for up to two minutes without losing
consciousness. The boy gave a hand signal, clearly visible to the barrage of
underwater camera filming him, and, with a sickening grinding sound, the
already-mangled metal grille holding the shark in the huge pipe outside the
main tank was slowly raised.
The creature thrashed through the water well before the gate was fully
elevated, seeming not the care if it was injured by the sharp points of the
metal grating as it disappeared upwards. It had smelt the blood of a ten
year old boy, and the fresh meat pinned to the child's little speedos, and
to his tiny cock and balls. SMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSHHHHHH!
It walloped into the metal child-cage, throwing the little boy sideways
underwater with a terrifying ferocity. Immediately bruised and
disorientated, the youngster panicked, letting far too much air out of his
lungs suddenly.
CRRRRRRRUUNNNNNNCCCHHH! The shark was trying to bite right into the cage,
eager to taste the pure white flesh of the caged young boy. Tom knew that
he'd made a bad mistake letting most of his air out so fast. His little
lungs already felt unbearably tight, adding to the shrieking pain he was
already enduring between his legs. He couldn't last long. Either he'd drown,
or the cage would be torn apart and he'd be ripped to pieces, at the age of
just ten, by the sadistic shark swirling around him.
The little boy desperately ripped off his speedos, and frantically posted
then through the bars at the bottom of the cage. The camera zoomed in to
make the most of young swimmer's underwater nakedness, with close ups on the
piece of meat still pinned right through the top of his little cocklet, and
the two chunks pinned to either side of his little ballsac.
The shark was tempted by the bait falling fast towards the bottom of the
pool, and swooped down to devour the preteen boy's meaty speedos. In that
split second, while the creature was distracted, the child unlocked the cage
and shot out. He swam desperately for his young life towards the metal
grille on the opposite side of the tank. The grille was raised in an instant
by unseen stagehands, but as the boy approached it the shark sensed his prey
was escaping. With the boy's blood-soaked speedos still hanging from its
mouth, the creature thrashed upwards towards his prey.
Tom's lungs were at bursting point now, and he could hear his own ten year
old heartbeat amplified wildly inside his head. But he kept his nerve.
Survival instincts had taken over, and adrenaline was shooting into every
part of his preteen body. He knew what to do. He'd trained for it long
enough. The beast surged arrogantly towards him, intent on making a meal of
the little boy, eager to chew every part of his healthy young flesh and
growing bones into a pulp. But young Tom was waiting for him - terrified,
half drowned and in stabbing pain, the brave little stuntboy
daredevil gritted his teeth and made a small, steely little fist. At what he
prayed was just the right moment, the child whacked the creature with all
his might on its nose, as hard as he could underwater, as if he was kicking
a paedophile at swimming club between the legs in order to escape
molestation. The shocked predator looked stunned for just a few moments,
which gave the boy a chance to race towards the huge underwater pipe that
would lead him to freedom and safety. He swam like a little demon, as if he
was raping the very water he was swimming through, but the beast swam even
faster under him, rearing up and trying to bite his hyperactive little body.
Again the desperate ten year old boy he hit out, striking the creature about
the head, but in the confused melee the shark managed to sink its teeth into
one of the three chunks of meat still pinned to the boys bleeding little
genitals. RRRRRIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!The boy howled
desperately underwater as he felt the safety pin ripped right through the
top of his foreskin, flooding the water with more of his fresh healthy
boyblood. The pain in the tip of the little naval cadet's immature cocklet
was unbelievable, but he swam on in a frenzy - right into the enormous water
pipe, screaming fiercely in his preteen underwater triumph underwater, using
up the last little pocket of air in his small lungs as he finally reached
safety. The metal grille crashed down behind him, bruising the furious
shark's death-like head. The creature swam away with bad grace, utterly
disgusted, and then tried suddenly to crash back into the grille to break
it. But the boy was already up at the other end of the pipe, offstage but
filmed by a series of cameras and flashed live around the auditorium. He was
hauled out by a senior-looking man in naval uniform, who clasped the
bleeding boy to his chest. The boy was crying unashamedly...the pain between
his legs was excruciating, but it was nothing to the psychological trauma he
had just suffered by enduring such a close brush with death. And it wasn't
quite over yet. Speaking lovingly and encouragingly to the little boy every
step of the way, the admiral led his already-spent boy back up to the top
diving platform, laid him down, still naked, and stuffed chunk after chunk
of bloody meat up his boycunt. When ten year old Tom moaned that he could
take no more of the raw food inside him, the man began to rim the boy's
little anus lovingly, licking the blood from the meat. Then, the admiral
used his teeth skillfully to tug the chunks of meat, one by one, out of the
boy's accommodating hole, swallowing them greedily. If he found a chunk
particularly difficult to tear out of the boy's anus, he hooked it out
aggressively with his strong fingers, causing the little cadet to wince
engagingly. Finally, he flipped the boy over and tore off the two remaining
chunks of meat from the pins still attached to the boy's scrotum, causing
the brave ten year old to yelp like a frightened puppy. When the admiral
had eaten his fill, he dragged the naked boy towards the edge of the diving
board.
"Do a handstand on the edge of the board now for me, Tom my lad...and mind
you don't fall in! The shark's still in the pool below, y'know!"
Weary, but determined to complete his act, the ten year old boy struggled
clumsily to perform a handstand on the very edge of the diving platform. He
held it very shakily, while the shark swam angrily below him, seemingly
willing the boy to lose his balance so that he could have his revenge on the
child who'd escaped his clutches. Ever since this world began, there ain't
nothing sadder than the boy who got away...the boy who lived.
Blood was still tricking from the child's ripped sexual organs, falling in
precious droplets into the water far below. Plucky little Tom was weeping
with tiredness and in pain as he performed his final athletic manoeuvre. His
small ribcage rose and fell enticingly as he held himself upside down, one
wrong move away from certain death. It was an extraordinary, breathtaking
image of pure boy bravery and incredible stamina, which seared itself into
the minds of the spectators forever. As the curtain fell at last, the
audience gave the boy a rousing cheer as he maintained his precarious
position right to the very end without tumbling into the water. His master,
the admiral, stood behind the boy, saluting the little lad passionately,
with a large erection protruding from the front of his immaculate uniform.
He was pleased that the boy's training had been so successful, and he vowed
to promote the little sea cadet to become his personal cabin boy as soon
as he'd finished fucking the boy in his hammock, or on his little bunk bed,
straight after the performance. Then he'd have to ensure that the tip of the
little boy's cock was stitched up properly by the medics. He resolved to
give the boy some rum so that the operation wasn't too painful - although he
was determined that the boy would undergo it without any conventional
anaesthetic, and that his bravery would be recorded on film as one of the
show's DVD extras.
Life's tough for little boys in the navy - but Tom had proved that ten year
old boys are tougher than many might expect. But the ordeal that the next
ten year old boy would go beyond all normal limits, entering a level of
dangerous sexual experimentation unprecedented in the annals of boy bondage,
torture and consensual sexual and physical abuse. The next act had never
been tried before, because, by its very nature, the whole thing could only
be performed once on a boy.

(to be continued)

Thanks for reading! And for all the great support from so many people, cos
that's what keeps me writing! Any comments, however harsh, and anything else
(!), always welcome at my new address for feedback:
speedback11@googlemail.com

The speedo boys also perform in:
/nifty/gay/adult-youth/speedo-boys-daredevil-challenge/
and
/nifty/gay/adult-youth/boy-daredevils-in-speedos/
Enjoy!
Speedoboy711