Date: Thu, 27 Jun 2013 01:33:31 +0100
From: Carl Latimer <lrac1997@gmail.com>
Subject: It's not all Fun 05 Oral Anal nc MM/t

Its Not all Fun 05


I had been to see Peter, and some of his mates, a few times and I guess I
must have liked it cos I kept going; even if it really did hurt sometimes.
It was sort of exciting cos I didn't know what would happen each time, and
if it would hurt. When it did I told myself I wouldn't do it again, but it
was a bit like drugs, I had to.


I also liked to go to the leisure centre. I rode there on my bike and then
could use the skate park to try tricks on my bike. After I had done that I
liked to have a swim to cool down and a shower after. They got real stupid
rules there about what you can do, and the stuff you can't; and they don't
like you leaving your towel on the side of the pool. But I like to dry off
a bit when I get out and then go for another swim, so I leave my towel on
the side of the pool.


Last week, on the Saturday, I did that and when I got out my towel was
gone. There was a bit off paper which said that I was not allowed to leave
my towel lying around as it was a trip hazard, and I could collect it from
the caretakers room. I never knew where this was so I had to ask, and one
of the lifeguard guys told me it was at the back of the building, down a
long corridor behind the badminton court, so I went to find it. I was only
in my swimmers. They were not little speedo ones, just like trunks or tight
small boxers. I was quite cold when I found the door marked `Caretakers
Room'. I knocked on the door and a voice said to come in. I went in and
there was a guy about 40/50. I said I had come to collect my towel and
about the note I had found where I had left the towel.


"Hello young Carl, you are as pretty as your pictures"


I spun round and there was another guy by the door that was now closed. He
was a big guy about the same age as the other one but built like a brick
Bog!! He had dark brown hair and needed a shave real bad. His shirt was
tight across his chest and round his arms because he was built so strong.
He was like 2 metres tall and all muscles.


"I don't understand, what do you mean?"


"I have seen the photographs that Peter has taken of you. Of course there
is more of you to see than is in them, but we can remedy that I'm sure.


"I don't know what you're talking about. I only came to pick up my towel.
Somebody left a note to say it was here"


"Oh it is Carl. I left the note. I have noticed you when you have been
swimming before but when I saw Peter's photos of you at the party at the
weekend, then I knew you were a special boy. I saw you put your towel down
and I took it and left the note to get you down he alone"


While he was saying this he had started rubbing his crotch and I saw a big
bulge start to appear. I knew where this was going.


"Look I don't know what you talking about just give me my towel and I'll go"


"Did you know Peter sold copies of his pictures of you Carl? Did you know
that? I have two, one of you with a big fat cock in your little mouth, and
another one of you with a fat cock stuck up that little arse of yours. At
least I think I still have them. I hope I didn't drop them in the pool
where they could be found by any of your mates"


I might only be just 14 but I know blackmail when I hear it, and I was
being blackmailed.


"If you did that then the guy doing me would go to prison cos I am under
age"


"You have not seen them have you? Peter, and his friends are very good at
photography. Your face is clear in all of them, especially the one with you
looking up as you suck a fat cock. Then there are the series of you taking
a cock in your arse. It looks like it hurt quite a bit by the look on your
face when the fuck started but you shot your little load by the time it
ended, well unless Peter Photoshopped that cum in! But there is never
anything of the guy doing the fucking, only the big cock, and only your
face when you are sucking one, so how would they ever find the guy doing
it? Even if you went to the cops Peter would deny it and would have a
couple of witnesses to back up that he was somewhere else at the time, and
they would be good upright citizens so would be believed. However I guess
your reputation would be ruined?"


I was stuffed and I knew it. There was nothing I could do but give in, and
I got a feeling I would be stuffed two more times before I got away. I
looked at the other guy, the one I had seen first when I came in, and he
was also rubbing his dick through his trousers. I shuddered with fear and
cold.


"Carl how thoughtless of us. You are cold. We should do something to warm
you up"


I felt a hand on the back of my head and it was crushed into his crotch and
into the bulge of his dick. He didn't smell too clean. Even through his
trousers I could smell pee, and also like polish and oil and stuff. He
rubbed my face backwards and forwards across his dick and I felt it get
bigger and twitch a couple of times.


`Nice Carl, very nice, now I want you to go over to Bill and get his cock
out of his pants and give it a good play."


I turned and went towards the other guy, who I guessed had to be Bill. I
moved slow and suddenly I felt a real hard sting on my bum as the other guy
smacked my bum hard. It really hurt through the thin trunks that were still
wet too. I yelled!


"Get a move on boy, we don't have all day"


I got to Bill and opened his fly and put my hand inside. I could feel his
cock sort of throbbing in his boxers. I worked about till I found the fly
and then pulled his dick out through his boxers and his trousers. It was
quite fat and the skin had gone back and there was a very fat head which
was damp. I started to rub it and the guy moaned.


"Fuck Kev this kids got great soft little hands, Oh god it feels good."

"From what Pete has said his lips are softer and he is a randy little slut
when he gets going. Now suck Bill's cock boy, and suck him good"


Bill pushed me down and I opened my mouth. He shoved his dick into my
mouth. He smelt of sweat and piss and not very clean. He was not really
letting me suck his dick, he was more fucking my mouth.


"Oh fuck Kev, fuck, this is awesome his mouth and throat is so tight he's
got me real close so quick"


"Then stop and let him have a go at me Bill, you don't want to cum yet do
you?"


Bill pulled me off his dick with my hair and sort of spun me round. I was
faced with a big dick at mouth level. He was cut and the knob end looked
like a real angry red lump, almost too big. His dick was long and fat,
fatter in the middle than at his pubes or under his knob end. His pubes
were brown and grey mixed. Kev quickly pulled me onto his dick and I gagged
as it went into my throat. Peter and Arthur and a couple more of his mates
had taught me how to deep throat so I let it go down. Kev moaned and fucked
in and out of my mouth and throat. I felt hands go round my chest and my
tits being rubbed. Then a hand went down and grabbed my own dick.


"The little slut is hard Kev, he is loving this. You like real men using
your body whore eh? You love having men's cocks in you eh?"


I was hard and it was sort of a big thrill that I was making these men moan
with pleasure, pleasure that I was giving them. I felt my tit being pinched
and my dick jumped and I tried to yell round the fat dick in my mouth. Bill
then started doing it more and more and he took his hand off my dick and
started smoothing my bum through my trunks. I moaned a bit cos it felt good.


"Fucking hell Bill he IS tight. I gotta stop too or it will be too late"


Kev took his dick out my mouth and pulled me up by my hair.


"Well I can see you enjoyed that you slut. Now to the real thing."


As he said that Bill yanked my trunks down to my ankles. I heard him sort
of gasp.


"Jezz Kev his bum is so small and sweet. He could sit in one of my hands I
bet. He is going to be tight."


"Well Pete says he has taken quite a few in the months since he found him
in the woods, but he always leaves time between session for him to tighten
up again. It's time to see if it works"


I was pushed towards a big white sort of bag that had the name of a laundry
on it. I tried to move but I fell over cos my trunks were round my ankles.


"If you want it that bad kid then we will do it on the floor but you gonna
be more comfortable on the laundry bags."


I bent over and took my trunks off, one legs after the other and I felt a
finger probing my hole as I did it. Then I was pushed towards the bags
again, and I fell on to them as I was given a hard shove. I fell face down
and one of them was behind me real quick. Then Kev came round to my face so
I knew it was Bill behind me. I felt a dick head against my bum and I
panicked. There was no lube or spit or anything. This was really going to
hurt.


"Please no don't, Please I need some lube please no..."


There was nothing I could do. I felt the pressure against my hole and tried
to relax. Then both of my tits were pinched and twisted and my balls
squeezed. I yelled, relaxed, and Bill went in. I SCREAMED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


"Sing kid sing, Pete said you were a kid that sang sweet"


Kev rubbed his dick across my mouth as he said this. Bill just rammed in
and out of me like an animal possessed. It was all lust and almost like he
hated me. I was yelling and crying. Kev was moaning as he rubbed his dick
across my face and then got me to suck his balls. I was being almost shoved
right over the laundry bags by Bill ramming into me. If Kev had not been
there I would have gone over the top of them. Bill just couldn't last and
he rammed so deep I shot up and arched my back in pain and he flooded
inside me. He sort of froze and his dick kept jerking inside me, I guess as
he kept shooting his load. Then when had seemed to have stopped cumming he
fucked me deep a few times more!


"Can you feel me breeding you kid? Can you feel me shoving my spunk deep
into your guts?"


"For fuck sake Bill get out of his arse and let me have him. I can't hold
on much longer"


Bill pulled out and Kev moved round behind me. I felt his fat knob end
pushing against my hole. Then I felt Bills sticky smelt dick under my nose.


"Suck it clean boy. You made me fuck you and made it dirty now you get it
clean"


I opened my mouth to say no and the dick went in. I felt I was going to
throw up. Then my bum was slapped really hard on each cheek. I arched my
back, yelled, and Kev shoved into me. Again I screamed as the fat knob end
went in. Kev stopped with the knob just in my bum and very slowly the pain
eased. I was just whimpering now. Then Kev shoved deep in to me and I
screamed again as the fat middle bit forced through my hole. I couldn't do
anything to stop him. My bum was still a bit open after Bill's fucking, and
Bill's cum made me very slippery inside. Kev really banged me, and cos he
was longer than Bill it felt worse, and each time the fat middle bit of his
dick went in or out of my bum I cried round the dick in my mouth. Every
time Kev went in deep I was pushed on to Bills dick. I was crying. Tears
were running down my face. My dick had gone soft. I was whimpering in pain
and my eyes were sort of rolling around in my head. Kev pounded and
pounded. He was grunting like a pig. Then he rammed so hard I thought he
would go into my belly. He did seem to go deeper into me and into somewhere
no dick had been before, and he shot. He pulled back and rammed in again
and shot again. He did this six times. Then he fell against my back. He
seemed to lie there for ages but I guess it was not really very long. Then
he slowly pulled out and stood up. He lifted me up by my hair. Turned me
round and then shoved me back over the laundry bags. I was on my back with
my head hanging down. Kev went round to my head and as I lay there gasping
he put his dick in my mouth.


"You should be ashamed of what you do boy, teasing men and making them so
horny and forcing them to do stuff to you. Now clean me up as it was you
who got me dirty you whore."


I did as he ordered and again I felt sick but then I felt what I knew was a
mouth on my soft dick. Slowly it got hard. The mouth sucked on, it had to
be BIll. A finger slipped into my bum and found that spot that they had not
hit when the fucked me. Kev started pinching my tits and squeezing them. I
started loosing it and moaning round his dick in my mouth. The more I
moaned the more I was finger fucked, sucked and had my tits tortured, and
the more horny I felt. I knew I wouldn't last very long. I arched my back
and tried to get my dick further into Bill's mouth. He pushed his finger in
deeper. Kev almost lifted me up by my tits; and I shot my load. I yelled
and yelled as I cum. It was awesome. When I eventually stopped shooting I
collapsed onto the bags, almost unconscious from the sex.  Kev withdrew his
dick from my mouth.


"Enjoy that Carl did you? You really are the horny little slut Pete said
you were, and so young and sweet too. Well time for you to go. We got work
to do before the boss misses us, and you better get home. I'll give you my
mobile so next time you can bell me and hide your bike in here instead of
chaining it to those railings. You can go for a swim AFTER a session, be
better for you doing that, wash the cum off you before you go home. Now get
your trunks on and get out of here."


"I won't be coming back again. You are too big and you hurt"


"I know we are and I know we hurt you, and I know you liked it too. I saw
how you shot your little load in Bill's mouth and how much you cum. You
will be back. You love real cocks and real men, and anyway you would not
like me leaving copies of those photos anywhere. I reckon every other
Saturday would be good for us don't you reckon Bill"


"Oh yes Kev, every fortnight would be just right, unless there is ever a
party"


"Now get out of here boy"


I pulled up my trunks and left, wondering what Kev had meant about being
better for me. But as I walked to the changing rooms I could feel cum
oozing out of my bum and soaking my trunks and I guessed it was making a
damp patch that people could see. Would they know why I had a wet patch in
my trunks round my bum hole? I knew that SOME men would know, and they
might even want to be the cause of it themselves next time. And deep down I
knew there would be a next time. No matter how disgusting I felt, and how
abused, and how much it hurt or how dirty it made me feel, I knew there
would always be a next time!


Carl


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