Date: Fri, 13 Oct 2000 04:40:36 +0800 From: tReSe <kilt@edsamail.com.ph> Subject: KILT: The Seminarian: 11 - 12 (m/t)(oral)(anal)(nc)(rape) Date: October 13, 2000 KILT: The Seminarian: 11 - 12 (m/t)(oral)(anal)(nc)(rape) ======================================================================= Disclaimer: The story you are about read contains gay erotic experiences. So, if you are not of legal age or your country, religion, moral universe etc., consider this writings to be perverse, then I suggest that you should find something else to read. And, if you should decide to read this type of literature, neither this site nor the author will be held accountable for your actions. ======================================================================= Background on KILT: KILT stands for "Kathang Isip Lamang ni Trese." It's a collection of original gay erotic stories written by a Filipino. You may copy KILT Stories for your personal reading pleasures. However, posting and redistributing any of these writings via electronic mail, publishing it in magazines, using it as film scripts, etc., is strictly prohibited. Only individuals, groups, web sites, publishing houses, film outfits, etc., that were given proper authorization reserve the right to post or redistribute these materials. ======================================================================= Author's Note: This story is pure fiction. If you want to read earlier chapters of this story, please visit my web site @ http://www.geocities.com/kathang_isip_ni_trese ======================================================================= The Seminarian by tReSe Copyright 2000 Friday Trese Co. All Rights Reserved. Chapter 11 Basti saw Damien ran of the dining room. He looked at the two brothers in the table and could a devilish grin in their faces. "What did you two to that poor boy?" Questioned Basti. "Nothing." Miguel said innocently. "Nothing, huh?" Basti said quite suspiciously. He turned his back on the boys and moved outside the room to look for Damien. It took him a few steps to see where Damien had gone. The boy was standing just outside the den. Basti went quietly walked towards the boy. When he was behind Damien and was about to tap him on the shoulders, he stopped and looked inside the den. Basti saw his master Don Alfredo and Padre Patricio kissing each other. He grasped. Damien turned his back and saw him. Evidently, Basti's grasped was heard by the two men kissing and looked at the source of the noise. Padre Patricio and Don Alfredo were taken by surprised. Damien and Basti have caught them. Damien looked back at his uncle and Padre Patricio tried to say something but Damien ran out of the house. "Damien!" Padre Patricio shouted. "Not a word, Basti. You hear me!" Angrily said by Don Alfredo. "Yes, Seņor." Meekly Basti answered. The boys in the dining room stopped jacking each other. Quickly, placed their jewels back to their pants and ran towards the den. Pedro was first to reach the room. "Papa, what happened?" Pedro asked. "Boys, this is none of your business." Sneered Don Alfredo to his sons. Padre Patricio looked at Don Alfredo, and said, "I got to talk to him." "Do you want me to come with you?" Don Alfredo asked. "No stay here." Nicholas, one of the servants of Don Alfredo, then came bursting into the room. "Seņor, Seņor! Your young guest just took one of your horses and rode away from the villa. I tried to stop him but it was to late. He had already exited the gate." "Damn!" Cursed Don Alfredo. "Nicholas, prepare the horses. Basti, get your son and tell him to gather the men to look for Patricio's nephew." "Yes, Seņor!" Basti and Nicholas quickly went out of the house to follow Don Alfredo's command. "Papa, you and Padre Patricio stay here, in case he comes back." Pedro interrupted. "Me and Miguelito will lead the search party, if that is okay with you two." "Alfredo, I think, that's would be the best since we're the last two Damien wants to see." "Are you sure?" Basti then entered the room. "Seņor, everything is ready. The men are waiting for you outside." "Basti, Pedro and Miguelito will lead the search. I will stay here with Padre Patricio in case Damien decides to come back." "Let's go then." Pedro said. Don Alfredo hugged his sons and wished them luck in finding the runaway lad. Pedro divided the troops between him and Miguelito. With Basti and other five servants, Pedro went West, Miguelito, Jose and other servants went East. Don Alfredo tried to console Padre Patricio about the whole incident. He told Patricio that none of it was his fault and that no was to blame. He further added that things would be alright. Then Don Alfredo hugged his lover. More than Padre Patricio, Jose was worried where Damien had gone. He was afraid that something bad might happen to him. After their encounter in the library, Jose was somehow emotionally attached to him for reasons he couldn't explain. All he knew as he rode with Miguelito to look for the boy was he wanted to hold Damien again in his arms and tell that things will be alright. As the night grew long, the search would be proved to futile. Both parties seemed to be in luck in locating Damien. Pedro decided to stop the search and returned to the villa. Miguelito announced to his group to head back to the house. But Jose urged his master to search a bit further. Though, tried from the long searched, Miguelito agreed. Meanwhile, a man in tattered clothes was passing along the road. He stopped his carriage to take a leak when he saw a boy lying on the grass with his face on the ground. The man forgetting his need to piss immediately came to the boy's rescue. He flipped the boy's body and saw that his head was bleeding. He took his handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped it the boy's wound. After doing that, he carried the boy carefully to his carriage. He then closed the door and rode the wagon and drove it fast. After a few minutes, he passed a group of horsemen. "Hey!" Shout one of the horsemen. The carriage just sped passed them. The group of men continued to ride the direction where the carriage had came from. After half an hour, one of the men stopped the group. "Seņorito, Miguelito! Look up ahead!" Said the man. "I think that might our horse!" Exclaimed the other. "Oh, God!" Jose cried. The men rode fast to the horse. When they reached the horse, they knew that it was their animal. The men quickly rode off their stallions and searched the vicinity for Damien. They looked and looked but there was no sign of the priest's nephew. Miguelito stopped the searched and ordered the men to head back to the villa. Jose didn't want to give up looking but Miguelito told him that there was nothing they could do about it. Jose tried to hold his tears from falling as he rode back to the villa. When Miguelito reached the den, he saw that his brother was already talking with his father and Padre Patricio. "Padre Patricio, I'm really sorry but we couldn't find him." Pedro said. "I think, I have more bad news." Miguelito interrupted as he came behind his brother. "What happened?" Padre Patricio anxiously said. "We found the horse that your nephew rode on the side of road. We looked around but Damien was not there. We don't know if he decided to leave the horse there. Or worst..." He stopped. "Or what?" Questioned his father. "Father I think he might be hurt somewhere. No one would leave his horse on the side of the road and ran on his feet. I'm sorry." Miguelito sadly told his father. "You hush, boy!" Don Alfredo snapped back at his son. "Patricio, don't worry. We'll find your nephew. I wouldn't rest until we do." Padre Patricio cried thinking that his nephew might be hurt and he blamed himself for it. Don Alfredo told Patricio get some rest. He told him that he would arrange another search party tomorrow morning. Don Alfredo told his sons to turn in for the night. He then accompanied Patricio back to the guestroom and stayed as the priest had fallen asleep before returning to his room. -o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o- The Seminarian by tReSe Copyright 2000 Friday Trese Co. All Rights Reserved. Chapter 12 Inside a small cottage, the man had the unconscious boy laid on the bed. He had removed the handkerchief from the boy's head and changed it with a fresh bandage. The man had already removed the boy's shirt and was washing the lad's naked chest with a wet cloth. As the man continued to rub the cloth against the boy's smooth chest, he saw the boy's nipples started to become erect. The man looked at the boy face as the latter continued to sleep soundly. Then evil crept to his mind. He decided to take advance of the unconscious state the boy was in and use him to satisfy his sexual desires. He then threw the cloth on the floor and brought his tongue on the boy's right nipple. He was delighted how hard the nipple was and earnestly began sucking it inside mouth. He continued to suckle the tit with his mouth as he caressed his growing member in his pants. The remained unconscious as the man began to molest his body. After a few minutes, the man immediately stood up and rushed to remove his clothes. As he shed his rags, the man smiled to himself. Finally, he thought, he would be able to have sex with a boy again. Standing naked beside the bed, he gentle caressed his throbbing member. He masturbated thinking of ways in which he could abuse this boy's body. He salivated with lust as his eyes studied the boy's body. The lad's skin was like pure smooth ivory like the tusk of an elephant from India. His face was likening to a cherub. So, innocent with his neatly combed light brown brows, long thick eyelashes, peachy pink soft lips and beautiful point nose. The man couldn't control himself, he needed to press his lips against this angel and taste his dear sweet lips. As the man's nose neared the boy's partly opened mouth, he said to himself he'd never smelled this something sweet before. Tentatively, he brushed his lips to his. He quivered from excitement, as he tasted the boy's candy like lips. He pressed his mouth more and began to snake his tongue inside the boy's mouth. Soft moans began to escape from the boy's mouth that made the man stopped. He looked at boy's face and saw that boy's eyes were still tightly shut. Fearing that the boy would wake up soon, he immediately put his plan into action. He began to remove the boy's pants. Slowly, he pulled the trouser down. A few inches away from the boy's waist, the man was happy to see that the boy wasn't wearing underwear and his cock head was resting flaccidly on the mattress of light brown pubes. The man immediately stopped and changed his position. He situated himself on the bed's foot, in between the boy's legs, which he parted widely. Now in this position, it was easier for him to place his mouth on the boy's healthy cock. He brought his tongue and lightly licking the cock head as he continued to pull the pants down. He succeeded in removing the material completely off the boy's lower body, and resumed his ministration to the boy's growing pecker. When his tongue brushed the piss hole, the boy began to groan and make a slight movement on the bed. He continued to side of shaft until he reached the boy's nuts. He gently chewed on one ball then the other which making the boy squirmed in delight in his unconscious state. The man trailed his tongue to the boy's pinkish hairless hole. He knew that he would definitely love rummaging his raging cock inside this tight chute. As he began to savor the canal with his tongue, his hands were rubbing the boy's legs. He continued to probe the hole while taking the boy's ankles and lifting it. The boy's legs were slightly bent and his knees were pointing towards his chest, as the man held him by his ankles. The man then held the boy's ankles by his left hand, as he spitted on his right and rubbed it to his raving hard on. His cock was crooked pointing towards the left touching his hipbone. Trunk line veins could been seen on his entire shaft and his balls lowly hung a couple of inches from the base. Though the apex of the man's member resembled just the size of middle and index fingers of a grown man. But as it reached the base, the shaft almost reached the size of three fingers in diameter. He then held his head just outside of the boy's canyon and rubbed it against it, which lubricated further with some of his precum. As he tried to insert his head inside, the hole somewhat resisted the invasion. He thought that it would be easier for to penetrate the boy's bunghole if he put the boy's legs on his shoulders as his hands parted the boy's ass cheek wider. And that's what he did. The man's body was positioned like was about to a push up as he tried to poke his hideous cock inside the boy's hole. After few jabs he succeeded in pushing his head inside. When the initial penetration happened, the boy somewhat jolted and from his coma his eyes opened wide. Above him was a skinny man-bearded man, whose face where covered with silvery lines and piercing eyes that sneered at him. His white thinning hair was brushing in his chest and arms. The man devilish grin at him was showing his yellow teeth. And his smell was repulsive like he hadn't taken a bath for ages. He tried lifting his head, but couldn't. He tried struggled to get away from his ravager but his weaken state was hindering him. Knowing that his victim had awaken from his slumber heighten the man's desire to continue his violation. He was delighted when he rammed his dick harder inside the boy's hole until half of his cock had penetrated the boy. The boy twisted and wailed in pain the he was having in his butt and his bruised head. The man then held him by his waist and jabbed body together, which concluded the full insertion of the entire crooked cock inside the boy. Tears freely flowed from the boy's fearful eyes as he continued to beg for mercy from the man. The cries of the boy seemed to be music to the man's ears, inspiring him thrust his hips back and forth more savagely against the boy's tight asshole. The pain was excoriating for the boy's already beaten body to take, he passed out while he was being rape savagely. In and out the man continued to assault the boy with his monstrous dong. He had fucked the kid five times the night with removing his cock inside the hole. The boy was in and out of conscious and unconscious state during the ordeal. When he would gain his conscious state, he could feel the man's crooked pole ripping his intestines. He also felt that he was being fulfilled with the man's sperms. He felt the wet and thickness of it as it sipped out of his hole streaming down his thighs and buns. During the last fuck, he was somewhat conscious and his eyes were puffed from crying. The well of his tears seemed to have gone dry. He begged the man one last time before drifting into unconsciousness again to stop. But his plea was never recognized. Suddenly everything went dark. The boy found himself standing in middle of nowhere. He stared to become scared when he saw a light flicking in distance. He ran after it not knowing why. But the light seemed to be moving away from him. *** Stay tune for Chapter 13 *** ####################################################################### I really love to hear what you have to say. 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