Date: Fri, 21 Oct 2005 07:40:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: Aihu Fist <aihufist@yahoo.com>
Subject: whoring student 10

It will not surprise you my dear readers when I tell you that I get quite
hard writing these stories. The memories are so vivid I need to manhandle
myself when putting it all dawn on paper. Of course it is pure nostalgia
and I must admit that I long for those moments of pure submission I went
through in those days. I have become addicted to pain and pleasure. When I
look at pictures of my youth I see a boy of thirteen, tiny, beardless
trying to look like a sixteen year old. I must have been the treasure of
all those Moslem rapists and other pedophiles. I understand now what they
saw in me. My long eyelashes, my turquoise colored eyes, my gorgeously
shaped thigh coming out of tight shorts, a few freckles over my nose and
cheeks.

 My anus itches occasionally due to the many hemorrhoids the customers left
me with. The strap around the base of my cock hurts me whenever I grow it
stiff, I ejaculate often without touching me. But I am happy now, here high
up in the Himalayas with three randy brats whom I can fondle whenever they
and I feel like. As a matter of fact I am sitting naked on my chair and one
boy is gently pulling at my foreskin while another tugs and wets my sack.
This last membrane has become very significant and important for me ever
since I got kidnapped by Uncle. Let's pick up the thread at left you with.

It was dark for ages I remember. Sometimes I woke up stark naked tied to
the bed at hands and feet, sometimes I was straight jacketed again.
Something that never came of was my leather hood. I hadn't seen daylight
for days, weeks? I had lost count of how many times I had been fed. I don't
know what they were so scared off to let keep me in ignorance, I couldn't
have run away for I didn't know where I was. When I had to go to the loo I
had bite on a piece of ball that was strapped into my mouth. I tasted like
rubber, and it was just fit to keep my teeth around it. My arse was sore
everyday I woke up but as soon as they drugged me I was in heaven again. I
craved for that drug because the pain in my butt had become unbearable. It
was itching so hard I wanted to cry out loud for help. But they let me lay
there for hours. One day...or was it night? I heard a voice call my name
which by then was Itty.

-Ittyyyy, waky waky.

I sounded very much like a computer voice.

The leather blindfold was still over my eyes. I moved my head in the
direction of the voice and uttered something like:

-Yesssir.

-It's time for action, Itty. Take off your pajamas real slow now, but no
touching between your legs, right?

-Yes sir, I sleepily said.

This they had requested me every time I woke up, I didn't know why. I knew
I had a leather G-string on. I could feel the soft velvet lining inside,
because my cock occasionally stirred against it. The pouch which held my
balls was hard like a dried camel leather water bottle.

-Listen carefully now...and do exactly as we say.

I nodded my head vigorously, because at times when I didn't respond they
gave me a hiding which seemed everlasting.

-Good boy. We have a surprise for you. Now that you are fully naked we want
you to perform for us a solo act which we will film. You will be a super
porn star, and if you do well at it we will give you some more liberties,
so it is al in your hands. You must start caressing your nipples; squeeze
them slightly, at the same time you must produce heaps of drool coming out
of your thin mouth. Down below you must move your hips as horny as you can
and moan. This is your first acting performance, we know. So give it a go
and make us and the customers happy. Understood?

My head shook wildly.

-Then gradually you move your hands freely down to your groin and slowly
unbuckle the string, take out your cock and start wanking slow and smooth
with love. There will be a surprise for you there, it's up to you how you
react but we film it all. Once you get over that part you must sling your
legs over your head and try to catch your cock, we know you can't, it is
not large enough, but the intent counts and will drive the viewers
crazy. Then slowly you reach out for your arse hole and start fingering it
while you pull at your boner. We want you to come right into your mouth.

Are you ready?

-yes, sir, my voice wavered a bit.

-Are we ready guys? And action!!!

My pajamas lay on the ground; the soft silk had kept me warm. Now I felt
alone and robbed of security. I pinched my sweet small rosy nipples with
much care and attention. Then one hand descended snake wise over my
hairless tummy, I lingered a while at my bellybutton. I performed the best
I could; I even added things to the show they had never wanted. But I
wanted more liberties and get rid of this hood.

I lubed my fingers and went back to the nipple and started sighing and
whispered: yeah, I am a horny bitch. You horny bastard looking at me will
get worth your money...look at my bulging string...it's full of life,
yearning for your limp impotent cocks. You middle aged farts. This last bit
was said in Flemish so they couldn't understand my insults.

-Allez continue, ma fille (come on get on with it, pussy), the cameraman
said.

I made touchdown on the string pouch. My cock pushed hard against the
lining to get free. My left hand looked for the buckle. I undid it; my cock
leapt out of it.

-Wait, no further touching...just keep moving those hips and lift up your
haunches some more, yes, like that, we get a good look at your boy
hole. Push your hips higher with your hands and lean on your elbows. That's
it. Ok, now bring one finger to your pink hole and start fingering
it...continue the drooling please. More spit, more!

Ok, as you keep drilling that hole keep saying I am a fucking boy bitch,
loud and clear.

-I am a fucking boy bitch, I am a fucking boy bitch, I am a fucking boy
bitch...

-That's it, now get back on your butt and move your hands slowly to you nut
sack.

My fingers crawled slowly over my inner thighs to my sack.

-Nooooooooooooooooohhh, noooooh you bastards what have you done to
me!!!!!!!!!

You have taken my precious boyhood away, I will kill you all. I jumped up
and whacked with my arms and fist in the air looking for the guy who was
filming me.

-Cut, cut!!! You hear, the man shouted.

-Where are you son of a bitch? Let me cut your balls off.

-Calm down, it is all ok, you must believe us, we did it for your own good.

The man had his arms locked around my chest from the back. He was stronger
than I, his arms were body built.

Then I heard an alarm bell that went straight through my spine. In minutes
I heard a door fling open. A sting in my buttock relaxed my muscles and in
seconds I was away.

 The following days I was back in the dark and very depressed whenever I
woke up.

They had me in a straight jacket again. I don't know why I had never really
thought of my balls before and how important they were. I only thought of
cock. But balls were as essential I realized. I wouldn't ejaculate no more,
they had me castrated like a bull. I had become an ox, no not even that
because I was still a boy. More than anything else I adopted the name of
Itty to myself. I was neither female, neither male without testicles.

The depression took the energy away from me. I refused to eat, so they
forcefully fed me with a liquid food through a syringe in my mouth. They
slapped me in the face when didn't open my mouth.

-He will die if he goes on like that; I heard a French voice say.

-We don't want any dead kids here. And look what a fine masterpiece he
is. The video is selling at the black market like hot cakes. We need to
make another one soon.

I got an idea...

I didn't hear that because the cloth went over my mouth and sedated me
again for hours.

-Waky waky, dear Itty, time for another performance.

I pretended not to hear a thing.

-Wake up we said!

-OK, then we'll help you out a bit.

Four rough hands pulled me up and tore my pants down and my shirt off. I
wasn't locked anymore as now I knew I had been castrated. The reason for
tying up of my hands was to prevent from finding out, of course. I sat
there naked waiting for the next order.

-Listen up; we want you to be fine and healthy so we decided to pamper you
a bit.

Just lie down on your side and wait for something to happen.

As I rested my head back on the pillow I felt the mattress move. Someone
took place next to me. I was not allowed to see what it was.

-You may touch the thin now, the man whispered near me ear.

I reached out and shivered by the first touch of fingers on it. I had my
hands on smooth skinned body. I move my arms around it and realized I had a
very young boy within reach. The boy said nothing just reacted to every
touch with a slight hissing of pleasure.

 I went for his head, combed through his hair. I snuggled up to him and
took a deep breath to steal the scent of his skin. My hands went down over
his chest and lowered to his arse cheeks which were soft as a fresh boiled
egg. My other hand went for his mouth and pushed a finger into it. The boy
chewed on it avidly. Gradually I found my way to his erected penis. I
rubbed the foreskin gently and instinctively I moved my hips to his rear
end. My cock stood like a soldier and was leaking with fore cum.

The boy grasped my hips and pushed them closer. Then he tugged at my empty
nut bag, which felt extraordinarily pleasant. He was prepared for
everything; he spat in his hands and lubed my cock with it guiding the tip
into his young boy hole. Not once had he spoken, neither had I. It was
perfect. The man was still around and I am sure he was filming us.

-Good, you guys move on, this is wonderful what you do.

As I got the rhythm going I got harder and harder plugging his groove, he
kept pushing back and stuck neatly against the base of my solid cock.

He couldn't withhold his happiness. I heard him weep and I started to weep
to. My tears flooded my eyes and glued them to the leather hood. I was
blind ed castrated boy fucking a very young boy who couldn't have been
older than me.

The crying went on, his hands pinched my cheeks, and his nails scratched
the skin.

-Go on Alex, all of a sudden he sobbed, go on, I love you too.

-Is that you Luc? Is it really you?

Turn around and let me French kiss you. I pulled out of him he turned
round, we grabbed each others standing cock while our tongues went frenzily
in each others mouth. We nearly ripped them out. All of a sudden we came
and miracle or not, simultaneously.

-OOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooooooogh, we sighed and kept moving our
hips clashing with one another.

-This is great, the man cried out emotionally. You guys know each
other. What a wonderful moment and film it will make.

Applause was heard as the door swung open.

-Great job, Itty and Luc. You guys are worth a fortune. From now on you
will make love together for as long as we possible can arrange it.

-Itty, are you happy now?

I shook my head forcefully and shouted

:-Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!!!

-But I want to see his face.

-Ok then, but on one condition. You will continue to work with us and stay
here with him.

I agreed.

They undid the leather hood from my head and I looked straight into Luc's
face. Around the bed stood four naked guys, with exactly the same hoods on
as I head.  Two were strong muscular men in their early twenties, one in
his thirties and an old fellow with a limp shriveled up dick was at least
sixty. All of them were very hairy. But I couldn't bother any more. I had
found Luc back.

-Weren't you in Germany?

-Yes, I am a very hot boy there. I figure in most of the Golden Boys
series. I fucked and have been fucked by the most beautiful boys of my age
and older, sometimes also younger, but I couldn't get you out of my head.

-Neither could I.

We kissed again and we grew stiff once more.

-And action, the men shouted jokingly.

But they weren't joking at all; the guy had caught his camera and started
filming.

-Ok, boys continue what you were doing.

-But we have cum already, I protested.

-What's the problem with you, you have nothing coming out there, and you
can dry cum every time you want. Luc will help you. Now these men will join
in a bit. Ok?

We nodded and stared at each other in unbelief. I was over joyous to be
with Luc, they could do anything with me now. I posted my face against
Luc's arse flung out my pointed tongue. He was lying on his chest with his
arse stuck up.

-Go ahead Alex, I am ready.

-Me too I said.

-And action!!

-Me too, one of the guys said and eagerly thrusted his fat boner up my love
canal. I licked Luc and the guy fucked me. He nearly ripped me apart and
bit me in the flanks.

-I am going to fuck you till my cock finds the exit, he groaned.

He went on and on and at last pumped it all in me.

Luc soon gave in too and turned around pushing his pecker over my tonge and
squirted all he had deepthroating me.

-And cut!!

-Good, now, boys. Take a rest because tonight we have so more work. Go and
take a shower and then you may watch some videos.

We were blindfolded, wrapped up in a big towel and moved to showers. I felt
free now. Even though I hadn't seen daylight in weeks, I was with Luc and
he was my divine light that was taking me out of the depths of gloom.

Back in the room we had a television set with video games at our
pleasure. We also had a stack of porn videos. All of them had Luc in it. I
enjoyed every one of them. He was a great performer and he was mine now,
forever.



Let me know if you want more about Alex's adventures

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