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Subject: "The Burglar" (m/m/m NC)
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The following story, as indicated by the subject, involves
nonconsensual sex (i.e., rape) between teenaged boys. I do not
advocate rape -- it's a sick act performed by a sick individual. This
story is intended for entertainment purposes only. Any resemblance of
characters or events depicted herein is an amazing stroke of luck
since I just made it all up off the top of my head. If you feel you
might be offended by the following, stop reading now, or continue at
your own risk.
This is my first attempt at posting to this group. I've been
reading it for a couple of years since I started college, but I've
never gotten up the nerve to actually throw in something of my own.
The outcome of this first attempt will determine whether I ever post
anything again -- if my mailbox becomes filled with hate mail I'm not
gonna put myself through any more grief. Any kudos or constructive
comments are welcome at the e-mail address above; all flames will be
ignored.
The Burglar
"You fuckwad," Billy screamed at his brother Donny while
the two of them roughhoused in the living room of their small,
low-budget apartment in downtown Chicago -- as usual Donny, at
14 the elder brother by 2 years, had the upper hand and was
grinding a perky little woody into his brother's backside. No
penetration, mind you -- just some harmless dry fucking that
Billy liked, in spite of his countless verbal protests. Donny
was a virgin, and since the neighborhood he, his brother, and
their single mother lived in was far from safe for petite little
boys to wander around making friends, Donny had no real sources
for info on sex -- his play with Billy was rooted in that
innocence boys experience in the period between childhood when
their genitals are of little interest, and puberty when they
become an all-out obsession. Nonetheless, when he heard his
mother darting down the hall rambling about being late for work
for the second time this week, something told Donny, as it had
so many times before, that he'd better cut the horseplay 'til
mom gets lost -- must've been that sixth sense that kids have
that if something feels good, their parents will probably forbid
it. A well-placed pillow hides Donny's little boner in spite of
Billy's constant grabbing at it playfully, lacking the
previously mentioned sixth sense to tell him that his behavior
is "unacceptable" by adult standards. As soon as they hear mom's
key turning in the deadbolt, they know it's safe to get at it
again...
A few hours later, their energy spent from wrestling and
chasing eachother around the apartment, the two collapse to
watch a nice smut flick that they'd found in their mother's room
while rummaging through her clothes looking for sexy lingerie to
put on -- maybe it was the feel of silk and satin rubbing
against their pricks, or maybe they're a couple of
cross-dressers in the making, who's to say?
"Are you going to do that thing with your dick, Donny?"
Billy asked leering at the ever-growing bulge in Donny's pants.
"I might, if you'll shut up long enough for me to watch
this bitch gettin' porked," snapped Donny, a coy smile to show
his brother that his anger wasn't genuine.
So what if Donny didn't REALLY know what "porked" meant,
the guy in the movie bouncing up and down on that lady seemed
pretty happy and he was talking about porking. Billy's eyes
opened wide as he heard Donny's zipper and jerked his head to
behold what was, to him, a huge piece of meat. At four inches
with only average thickness, Donny was hardly huge, but to a 12
year old with no other male friends, Donny might as well have
been Long Dong Silver. Billy just stared intently at his brother
rubbing his rod... up... down... up... down... pinch the head a
little... wander a finger to his backside to poke at the little
hole between his cheeks... give his balls a good squeeze... then
back to up... down... Billy looked on in awe not because he
wanted cock to suck or get fucked by, but because it was a kind
of preview to him of what he would be able to do in a couple of
years -- Donny didn't really care why Billy stared on lustfully,
just as long as he did... It was kind of a perverse little
thrill to whack off right there with your kid brother
watching...
"Holy shit, what was that?" Donny interjected, looking
toward the door to the apartment, from which several scratching
sounds just came.
Even though Donny's mother had told him a thousand times
that he is NEVER to open the door to anyone but her, no matter
what, he pulled his pants up and went over to eye the peephole.
He didn't see anything, but the scratching continued, and he
even thought he heard a little whimpering -- maybe there was a
lost cat or dog out there, Donny thought to himself as he tried
to justify opening the door. He pulled it open, slowly, just a
crack really, but enough of a crack for the 17 year old street
punk lurking outside to force the door open.
He grabbed Donny by the collar and ordered Billy, who was
scrambling for their mother's room, not to move -- "Is there
anybody else here, you little fuckers? Goddamit, I said is there
anybody else here?" -- Donny shook his head, trying to fight off
the tears of terror which Billy had already let fly. The burglar
threw Donny to the sofa and ordered Billy to join him there --
fearing retribution from the bigger, older boy, both brothers
complied. They sat terrified as they heard the burglar rifling
through their property looking for anything of value that he
could hock to get his next fix. Donny tried to console Billy,
who was balling his eyes about then.
"What the fuck is this? You guys got nothing but shit here
-- where the fuck does your mama keep her jewelry? She go a
fucking stash of cash around here? Answer me, goddamit!"
bellowed the burglar, slapping Donny, more tauntingly than
violently.
"She don't have any jewelry, and there ain't no money
here," Donny replied, the tears he had fought so strongly to
hold back now emerging anyway.
For a moment there was a look of humanity in the burglar's
eyes as he watched the two helpless boys crying in from of him,
but it quickly turned to a sly grin when he realized what uses a
couple of petite little boys might have, scared shitless to the
point they'd do anything not to get hurt -- he might not get his
fix, but he could at least get him a little boybutt, and pop a
couple of ass cherries in the process...
"Get the fuck up -- go in your mama's room!" he yelled at
the boys, pushing them toward the hallway. "Sit on the goddamn
bed and listen up, you little pansy asses," yelling again, he
brandished from under his windbreaker a large survival knife.
"You two little fairies have got a choice here -- either you do
what I tell you, when I tell you, or I'm gonna cut off your
little fucking cocks and shove em down your throats. I'm gonna
put the knife down right here," -- he does, depositing it on the
dresser, a good 5 feet from the bed, "If either one of you makes
a move for it, or tries to run away, I'm gonna kill the other
one of you, then I'll come after the little bastard that tried
to fuck with me. You understand, cocksucker," looking straight
at Donny," if you try to be a hero and get away or knock me out,
I'm gonna kill your little brother here before I come after you."
The mood now set, and both boys having affirmed that they
would do as he said if he promised not to hurt them, the burglar
moved down onto the foot of the bed, eying the two sweet, smooth
boys cuddled together fearfully at the head of that same bed.
"My name's John," in a slightly calmer, almost Mr.
Rogers-like voice. He continued, maintaining the same calm,
cool, soothing voice, " I don't wanna hurt you boys -- I'm just
real miffed 'cause you guys ain't got no shit for me to take, so
I'm gonna get my rocks off instead. As long as you boys do what
I say, I promise I'll be real easy with you, and I won't hit you
or anything -- but if you fuck with me, or you tell me no, or I
have to tell you twice to do something -- then I'm gonna beat
the shit out of you, and if you really piss me off, I'm gonna
gut you both with that knife." In spite of his harsh words, his
mellow tone and apparent sincerity calmed the boys down --
they'd have been alot calmer, too, if only they'd looked more
closely at his knife -- it was plastic.
The two boys nodded their consent to John's plan. John sat
back smugly looking on at the two boys, no longer quivering with
fear, but still visibly frightened. John had reached the stage
he wanted -- the boys were afraid of him, so they'd do what he
said, but they were no longer terrified to death of him. Instead
of seeing their situation as an inescapable countdown to death,
as they had when he first showed them the knife, they now saw
their predicament as something they just had to endure, then all
would be well.
"First, you guys need to get naked -- but let's make it
interesting," John smiled with the same arrogant sneer, "You,
little boy, what's your name?" -- Billy answered, and Donny
interjected his name as well to minimize the confusion --
"Alright, Billy -- I want you to take off Donny's clothes, all
of them except his underwear."
John ogled the boyflesh being exposed to him, visions of
all the things he would do to these boys dancing through his
head. Donny could feel his little cock stiffening from the
motion of his own brother stripping him naked, and the
lascivious stares from John only turned him on that much more.
Donny was going through that awkward stage of a rape where your
body says yes while your mind is saying no -- he was very
confused, and John knew it... and loved it... When Billy got
Donny down to nothing but his BVD's, the boner that had been
growing was even more apparent -- Donny watched as John
unconsciously licked his lips, and got even harder...
"Okay, Billy boy... Now I need you to pull down Donny's
undies for him -- but do it with your teeth," John pointed to
the middle front of the waistband and told Billy to pull from
there.
As John expected, Donny's perky little prick poked Billy in
the eye on the way by. John laughed as Donny's faced turned
bright red with embarrassment at being so sexually aroused by
his own brother's caress.
"Alright, Billy -- I think you know what I want you to do
now, don't you," sneering more now than ever.
Billy knew -- he had seen in the video how the woman licked
and sucked the man's cock, and he knew that's what John wanted
him to do. Billy was, at this point, completely docile -- he
would do anything to make this all over, so with no more
prodding at all, he enveloped the head of Donny's throbbing
cock. Donny winced with pleasure, this being the first time he'd
ever had his cock sucked. Once again, he turned bright red, this
time because his hips began unconsciously to pump his hot little
rod into Billy's mouth. The redness remained, but so did the
humping motion -- Donny couldn't help himself... it felt so
good... He felt the pressure building in his balls... He'd shot
off a few times before, but this felt like a volcano building.
John was laying close to Billy, rubbing his back, giving him
instructions on how to suck the cock better... "Nibble the head
a little, but not too hard... run your tongue around it while
you're sucking... stick your finger a little in his asshole...
lick his balls some..." John spewed forth a fountain of
knowledge as to how best to suck a cock, but Donny couldn't hear
most of it... he was totally overwhelmed... His hips just kept
fucking his little brother's face... the pressure in his balls
kept building more and more... he felt like his balls were going
to pop... and then, finally, all in an instant, they did -- they
popped right into Billy's mouth... John noticed the twitching of
Donny's body and the gagging from Billy and quickly locked
Billy's head onto Donny's crotch, ordering him to drink down
every drop. As with all the times before, Billy was compliant,
swallowing all he could, then when John released his head, he
licked up the remaining cum from Donny's cock, balls, and pubic
hair...
"Did you like that little drink, Billy boy? Sure looked
like it the way you were lapping up what you couldn't swallow.
Now it's your turn Donny -- you liked getting a suck job from
your brother, didn't you? Well now we're gonna see if you can
give as well as you get -- undress him, just like he did you..."
Donny was less obedient than Billy, but after John reared
back as if to hit him, Donny quickly did as he was told. He
hadn't seen Billy naked for quite some time -- the two used to
look at eachother naked, just because it made them feel funny
inside, but when Donny's boymeat began to grow considerably, and
developed pubes, Billy got intimidated and stopped being naked
in front of him. As much as Donny hated to admit it, the thought
of seeing Billy naked after nearly two years of not being
allowed to was stimulating-- he found his cock already getting
hard as he began to unbutton Billy's pants. Once Billy was down
to his tight little briefs, it was obvious that he had quite a
little boner himself -- through the taut fabric Donny could tell
that Billy was a good bit smaller than himself, and there was no
appreciable pubic hair anywhere. Even though Billy's length was
alot less than Donny's, the difference in thickness was alot
more noticeable. Since he got his pubes, Donny's cock started
getting much fuller, gaining alot more in girth than it did in
length. Just as Billy had done before him, Donny latched his
teeth onto Billy's briefs and tugged them down, the stiff little
pecker between Billy's legs popping out to greet him on the way
by.
"Now suck him, just like he sucked you," John demanded,
watching for signs of refusal.
He found one -- Donny looked back at him with a look of
disgust and reluctance... a quick slap on the back of head and a
gesture toward the knife were all it took to get rid of that
reluctance... Donny's lips wrapped around Billy's cock with ease
and took the full 2 1/2 inches into his mouth -- for fear that
he had angered John too much by his defiance, he sucked
fiercely, trying to make amens for his reluctance by doing an
extra-good job now. He soon relaxed when he felt John's hand
gently rubbing his back, down to his backside, probing ever so
slightly with his index finger into Donny's tight little
sphincter. Donny didn't care -- John could have shoved a
fireplace poker up Donny's ass at that point and it would have
still been a relief just to know that the knife wasn't going to
gut him... Donny continued sucking intently, almost
mechanically, and Billy writhed about and thrusted his hips
upward, just as Donny had done before. Donny soon became a bit
more coherent with the fear of the knife gone and became aware
that Billy was stroking the back of Donny's head, running his
fingers through his hair. Realizing that he was pleasuring Billy
turned him on a bit, and his already stiff prick got a little
stiffer. The sucking he was administering also became less
mechanical -- he started listening to all the words of advice
that John was once again spewing... "Breath through your nose
and let his cock go into your throat... sometimes move down and
lick his asshole... suck on his balls..." All of this advice was
sinking in, and Donny eagerly obeyed -- he was becoming caught
up in sex and forgetting that he was being forced to do it...
and that it was his own brother he was doing it with... All of
those thoughts quickly disbanded when Billy's little pecker
started to spasm in Donny's mouth, shooting a few small spurts
of thin cum. Donny instantly gagged and took the dick out of his
mouth -- of course as soon as John realized that Donny hadn't
swallowed, he forced him to lick up the cum off the sheets and
clean Billy's little cock and balls sparkling clean...
"You looked like you were liking that pretty good just like
your brother did -- you're gonna need a little practice at
eating cum though... Hey, why don't I help you with your
practice -- if you can swallow a load the size of mine, I'm sure
you'll be able to handle your brother real good the next time
you suck him off. Okay, buttboys, undress me just like you did
eachother..."
Without any resistance -- partly from fear of being hit or
knifed, and partly because they wanted to see this older boy's
cock -- they began to disrobe John. John was well developed --
his chest was very defined, with a light dusting of hair at the
center, and his abs were in that washboard formation so many
guys aspire to, but never achieve... His little hormones getting
the better of him, Billy unconsciously licked at John's navel
while Donny fumbled with his jeans. When they got John's jeans
off, he told them both to latch onto his shorts with their teeth
and pull them down -- they did, and his stiff cock popped up in
their faces... More hormones manifested themselves when Billy's
tongue jutted out of his mouth as the fat cock popped up in
front of him. They knew what was next, and wasted no time
starting to suck -- Billy went first, with obvious enthusiasm,
while Donny stared on in envy at the masterful cocksucking that
his brother was administering to this young man, hung a good bit
better than Donny himself... He wondered to himself how
interested Billy would be in his cock in the future now that he
had seen a larger size -- were the days of having an audience
for his jerk-off sessions over? Donny had little time to ponder
it as John spread his legs apart to reveal his tightly puckered
little asshole to Donny, ordering him to lick it. Fearing a good
smack if he disobeyed, Donny began licking around John's asshole
-- a quick slap on the back of the head told him that when John
said to lick his asshole, he meant lick right on it, not around
it. Donny started lapping wildly to please John and avoid more
hitting, or the knife that was always at the back of mind. John
was moaning in a frenzy as Billy sucked his cock to perfection,
and Donny lapped at his asshole with a fervor, occasionally
sticking his tongue into the hole to please his newfound master
even more... John couldn't take it -- he began to writhe wildly
as Donny and Billy had when the cum was about to spew... That's
when he pulled Billy's head off his cock and up to his mouth,
and told Donny that this was his chance to prove that he could
eat cum... and thereby avoid the knife... John began jutting his
tongue into Billy's mouth in a sloppy French kiss, sometimes
simply spitting a large wad of saliva into the boys mouth just
to show that he could... Billy wasn't complaining -- his tongue
was just as active, and he swallowed down the older boy's spit
gratefully... Donny was meanwhile sucking like a madman at
John's cock, desperately trying to psych himself up for what he
assumed would be a gallon of cum that would spew into his mouth
any second now... He told himself over and over that no matter
how much there was, no matter how sick it made him to taste it,
he had to swallow every drop... Under a professional-quality
tongue-lashing like Donny was giving him, John couldn't hold
back for long -- he started shooting... one squirt... Donny
gulped it down... then two and three... Donny gulped even
more... then four, five, six, seven... Donny felt some trying to
escape and quickly gulped down and caught the few drops before
they got away... then eight, and nine, and ten... gulp, gulp,
gulp... Jesus, will this ever stop... finally it did after spurt
after spurt of hot cum... Donny's belly was filled with it -- he
wouldn't be hungry for the rest of the week with all the cum he
had to tide him over...
Sexually spent for the moment, John pulled the two boys up
beside him, one on either side, and took turns tongue kissing
them. He detected the aftertaste of semen in Donny's mouth, and
almost instantly his prick began to stiffen -- it dawned on him
that this had been the biggest orgasm he had ever had, and this
sweet, smooth 14 year old boy had drunk it all down, filled his
belly with John's seed. John began to stroke his rod, still
gaining stiffness, always keeping his tongue in one of the boys'
mouths.
John turned to Donny and whispered in his ear, "Do you
wanna watch me buttfuck your little brother? I'll do him real
good..."
"No, please, he's so little -- you'll tear him apart.
Please don't... Please, I'll do anything..." Donny babbled
endlessly begging John not to skewer his little brother on what,
to the boys anyway, looked like a killer piece of meat.
At six inches, give or take, John was hardly huge, and knew
that the 12 year old could accommodate him, but Donny's pleading
gave him an idea, "You're other choice, kid, is lettin' him
watch me fuck you... Wassit gonna be? Your little ass gettin'
humped, or his -- I'm gettin' me some boybutt..."
Donny's mind began to fill with pictures of his little
brother impaled on John's cock, begging for mercy, blood
erupting from the boy's asshole... Only a few seconds of that
convinced him that he himself was more capable of taking a cock
up the ass than his brother. Tears welling in his eyes, he
turned to John, "I'd rather you do me," whining, those tears he
fought to suppress now streaming down his face.
Seeing how frightened the boy was, and realizing that the
fear was going to make for a mighty tight asshole, he tried to
calm the boy, "Don't worry, kid, I'm gonna lube up real good, so
it won't hurt bad, and you won't bleed or nuthin'," John
preached on in his best Mr. Rogers voice, now reaching into the
pocket off his pants crumpled on the floor to fumble for the
tube of lube he always carried for just such an emergency.
Donny looked on in fear, no longer crying on the outside,
but really balling his eyes out on the inside. He watched as
John rubbed the lube over his ever-growing cock. He wondered if
it would ever stop growing -- it now looked twice as big as it
had seemed when he had sucked it dry only a few minutes earlier.
John placed Donny's hand on his rod and Donny dutifully jacked
it, gently, rubbing the lube in really good -- he could feel
John's cock throbbing, swelling up over and over, and knew that
John must be very excited about this; Donny's cock began to
stiffen as he stroked longer and harder -- why, he thought to
himself, am I getting so turned on when there's a guy with a
knife raping me. The confusion in his mind brought him to stop
the jerking motion on John's tool, which John took as his cue to
mount up. He shifted his body around so that he was poised above
Donny's now quivering form. Seeing the fear, he thought of what
he might do to allay it.
John took Donny's hand in his own and applied a bit of the
lube to Donny's middle finger, greasing it real good. Then he
shifted Billy's tiny frame around so that Donny had easy access
to Billy's ass -- "Stick your finger in him, all the way."
Donny looked back at John, as if to beg not to be made to
administer this torture to his own brother, "Please, you can
fuck me all you want, just don't make me hurt him..." Donny's
tears began to flow again.
"I'm not gonna make you hurt him; that's why I'm making you
do this. I want you to see how much he likes it -- my cock is
gonna be a little more to take up your hole than your finger
will be in his, but you'll see how much he goes for it. I'm not
gonna ask again -- either you stick him with your little finger,
or I'll stick him with this..." John held his cock tightly,
slapping it on Donny's balls to remind him of its girth.
Donny's mind returned to those visions of his brother's
blood stained asshole, and he reluctantly obeyed John. He slowly
began to slip his finger into Billy's rump, burying to the first
knuckle, then the second... To his surprise, what John had said
was true -- Billy winced at first, the pleasure-pain being too
much for him, but now that the finger had invaded his hot hole
deeply, he began to writhe to and fro, working the finger in and
out, side to side, moaning as loudly as he had when he was
getting blown a while earlier. At John's prodding, Donny began
to finger-fuck Billy, the moaning and writhing now reaching
orgasmic levels -- Donny looked on in amazement as his brother
began tugging his own pecker fiercely, seeming to enjoy the anal
invader which now dug to new depths.
"See how he likes it -- mine's gonna hurt more going in
than your finger did on him, but it's still gonna feel good once
I work it into you," John smiled slyly, applying more lube to
his cock to replace what had dripped away and what had soaked
in; he worked some into Donny's asshole, not yet penetrating the
tight little ring, wanting his cock to be the first invader
Donny ever felt up his ass.
Donny's mind began to wander again, as it so often did in
times of stress -- he wondered if the fucking he was about to
receive actually would feel as good as the one Billy was getting
now... he looked in awe at the size of John's throbbing monster
and simply could not believe that it would fit somewhere in his
tight little hole without ripping something inside... he told
himself over and over that he was doing this to protect Billy,
so no matter how much it hurt, even if he began to bleed, he had
to continue taking the cock... Once again John interrupted
Donny's thoughts as he pressed his cockhead insistently against
the opening to Donny's tight little rectum...
"Okay, I'm gonna stick it in now... it's gonna hurt like
hell at first, but you'll get used to it after a few seconds,
okay? If you think you're bleeding or anything, tell me and I'll
check you out -- got it? This is gonna hurt -- here, chew on
your fucking jockeys so you don't scream or nothing," John
shoved his underpants into Donny's mouth.
Donny braced himself for the agony he knew was to come,
groping the headboard of the bed tightly, closing his eyes, and
expecting the worst... Then it happened -- John pushed slowly
inside, and Donny felt like he was on fire -- as if someone had
filled his rectum with kerosene and set it ablaze while still
inside him. He winced, as Billy had at the first entry of the
probing finger, and thought that as Billy had adjusted quickly,
he would, too -- he was wrong. John's cock was a huge strain on
the walls of Donny's virgin butt, and the burning went on for
several minutes, then as Donny's asshole began to dilate, the
pleasure set in. And oh, what pleasure it was -- Donny began to
understand why Billy was moaning and writhing so, and began to
do so himself.
Picking up on the physical cues from Donny, John assumed
that he could fuck the boy a bit more aggressively now. For fear
of rupturing the boy, he only allowed three inches of his cock
to go inside, but as Donny's body began to gyrate, more was
working its way in. He saw the look of euphoria on Donny's face,
and decided to have a little fun, "Hey, Donny boy, you look like
you might want me to quit... Is that what you want -- you want
me to pull outta you and go do your brother over here?" John
smiled arrogantly, knowing the mixed emotions the boy was
feeling.
Donny's mind raced, "No, no, don't do that, "he spouted,
partly for fear of the harm to his brother, and partly because
the new feelings this anal attack was bringing forth were too
good to give up.
"No, I think you want me to quit and go fuck him... If you
really don't want me to, you'll have to convince me -- beg me
not to stop fucking you..." the sneer was even more overt than
all the times before.
"Please don't stop fucking me," Donny erupted, doing his
best to push the jockey shorts out of his mouth with his tongue,
repeating verbatim what he had been told.
"I'm not convinced -- I didn't say tell me what I told you,
beg me not to stop, in your own words... tell me how much you
want my cock in you... I'm about to quit, you better convince me
quick, boy..."
Donny's mind wandered back to what he had seen in the video
earlier -- He started to sift through all the screams he had
heard from the woman getting "porked," and began to spew them,
replacing "pussy" with "ass" as he went... "Oh, god, fuck the
shit out of me... do me, yeah... fuck me like your goddamned
whore... screw me like the bitch I am... fill my ass all the
way..."
John sat back enjoying the begging the boy was giving him,
expecting that the kid was just repeating something he had heard
elsewhere, not actually meaning what he said -- he was almost
right. "I said, fuck me all the way," Donny screamed again, this
time looking John straight in the face, a look of urgency
telling John that this boy, now obviously won over, wanted more
cock up his ass. John obliged him, burying all six inches up the
boy in one animal thrust -- the boy screamed, the jockey's that
had been hanging from his mouth now expelled completely. A look
of pain and pleasure covered Donny's face -- he wanted to tell
John to stop, that he didn't like the things John was doing, but
his body was in control -- Donny began writhing more madly,
backing his asshole over John's cock, forcing it all the way in
with every thrust, never wanting it to leave his shithole again.
Donny took his own prick in his hands, now harder and fatter
than it had ever been before, and began to jack it. Almost
instantly, he shot a wad on his belly, but his cock stayed rock
hard, and he continued to jerk himself fiercely, backing into
John all the while. For a moment Donny's mind wandered back to
Billy, whom he had been finger-fucking the whole time -- he
glanced over and saw that Billy was still writhing with as much
fervor as he had before, now covered with sweat, his hair matted
with it. Donny looked at Billy's tummy, it had a pool of cum on
it, and the boy continued jacking himself even more. Donny
decided to give his brother more pleasure, and worked another
finger into Billy's hot, waiting ass -- Billy winced again, this
time letting out a yelp... Donny wondered if he had put too much
into the boy, but when Billy began to scoot himself back on the
bed, impaling himself completely on the two fingers lodged
securely in his rectum, Donny knew he had done the right
thing...
John looked over at the pleasure Donny was giving Billy,
looked at the cum on Billy's belly, looked at Donny's face,
seemingly immersed in total euphoria, looked at the puddle of
cum on Donny's belly... "Okay boys, I told you I'd teach you how
to eat cum," John interjected between his own moans of pleasure
and panting, "wipe the cum onto your hands and lick it off."
He didn't have to ask twice -- both boys were so caught up
in the throws of passion that they'd have done anything John
told them... They each licked their hands clean, then returned
to jerking themselves...
"Did you like the taste better this time -- just remember
that good boys who eat cum get buttfucked more often..." John
smiled that same sly smile, knowing that the boys, who obviously
had a predisposition towards anal sex, would do anything to get
more up their butts. "Give Billy another finger, Donny, he looks
like he's plenty loose enough to take it..."
Without missing a beat Donny shoved another finger into
Billy's hot hole -- as before, Billy winced... This time the
sheer pleasure-pain was too much for him -- he came instantly, a
gusher of boycum, and without being told again, he licked his
hand clean, and returned to jerking. Seeing this, John decided
to give Donny something more, inserting one of his own fingers
into Donny's asshole, next to his dick... Donny squealed, and
John quickly covered his mouth to mask the screams -- he began
to remove the finger, fearing he had done more than the boy
could take, but Donny's twitching cock spitting wad after wad of
thick cum, which Donny dutifully ate, told him that all was
well... Donny's moans of pleasure grew louder, as he writhed
more fiercely, so John inserted yet another finger, and as
before, Donny's cock began to spasm and shoot boyjuice all over,
this time making it to Donny's face it shot so hard. Donny
cleaned up every bit, wiping all he could onto his fingers,
licking them clean, then licking his mouth to get the cum that
had fallen there... He was in heaven, and wanted Billy to join
him -- he rammed another finger into Billy's boybutt -- seeing
this, John instantly clamped a hand over Billy's mouth, masking
the scream, and watched gleefully as Billy's pecker shot a thin
stream of juice... This time Billy offered his cum-covered
fingers to his brother to eat, and Donny gladly obliged...
"Oh, fuck, it's cummin' guys, it's cummin'... I can't hold
it back... let's all cum together..." John reached down and
positioned another finger to insert into Donny, then with his
other hand reached over and placed one at the entrance to Billy,
ramming both in unison... The wails of the boys made John begin
to cream instantly, with Donny starting immediately afterward...
he looked over to see Billy's juices flowing, shooting three
feet in the air... John pulled his cock from Donny's ass, now
losing its stiffness -- without even thinking, Donny rolled over
toward his brother, licking the boy's cock and balls and belly
and chest and face and everything else totally clean... He
wanted more cum -- he wanted John's cum, he thought to
himself... he wanted to clean John's dick for him...
Panting, John looked at the boys, now staring back at him
more adoringly than ever -- their fear was gone, and all they
wanted was more sex... John knew what they wanted -- "Sorry,
guys, I'm not quite as young as you guys -- it's gonna take me a
few minutes to get it back up... Donny, why don't you fuck
Billy?"
Billy's eyes lit up at the thought of Donny's dick rending
his tight little hole... Donny, although he looked agreeable
enough, looked wantingly at John and asked, "Will you fuck me
again later if I do?" It was all he wanted now -- later he might
want to get sucked, or suck someone else, or fuck someone else,
but right now he longed for something to fill his hole again...
it felt so empty now...
"I might just do that, if you fuck him real good for me..."
John smirked, realizing that this kid would fuck a raccoon "real
good" right about now if it would get him another buttfucking
session...
Donny's eyes lit up -- he would fuck Billy like John had
fucked him. Donny's cock stood at full attention in spite of the
multiple orgasms he had had this afternoon -- oh, to be fourteen
again -- as he lubed it up, watching Billy positioning himself
for the rump-hump he so desired...
"I want you to do it to me from behind, like the lady in
the movie was getting," Billy begged, turning away from his
brother and getting on all fours... He spread his ass cheeks
apart, his asshole already expectantly dilating, waiting for
whatever Donny wanted to stick inside him...
Donny positioned himself behind the boy, cock in hand, and
began to slide in -- Billy winced, let out a slight whimper,
then backed his little ass into Donny's body, their balls
slamming together... Billy didn't want this pussyfooting around,
slowly working the dick in -- he wanted his brother to fuck him
for all he was worth. Donny began to pump his rod, reaching
around behind himself with a free hand to finger at his own
wanting hole -- he was enjoying the fucking he was giving Billy,
but he would've traded it any day for another fuck from John...
or how about somebody bigger than John... Donny's mind wandered
again -- he tried to think of the boys in gym class at school...
he remembered some who had big cocks, bigger than John's, and
tried to think of their names... he remembered the big, muscular
men at the health club where his mother works, and wondered how
big their cocks must be with muscles like they have... He
remembered once when a friend told him that black men have
bigger cocks than white men, and he began to wonder what it
would be like to be fucked by a black man... His train of
thought was disturbed when he heard that familiar moan -- Billy
was cumming again, and it sounded like a good one... Donny
reached under Billy's thin frame and felt for any cock juice
that might still be there, on the sheets under Billy's still
spasming prick. Donny found a bit and licked it from his hand...
He looked over at John, who was now fully erect again -- John
seemed to be shifting toward Billy's mouth, offering his cock
for cleaning and sucking...
"No, it's mine -- I want to clean it for you, John...
please let me..." Donny's eyes begged as genuinely as his voice.
John smiled at the thought that this boy was willing to eat
his own ass spunk just to get a cock in his mouth -- he couldn't
resist the little bugger, and moved toward him, standing up on
the bed so that his cock loomed in Donny's face. Donny enveloped
it, this time letting it slip into the back of his throat -- he
could taste some of what he assumed was his own shit, but he
didn't care... the cum and the fact that it was a big man-sized
cock in his mouth made up for it... As he sucked anxiously, he
heard Billy now begging for more in his ass, so Donny reached
down, about to slip in a finger, then decided to cut to the
chase -- he rammed all four fingers into Billy's ass right next
to his own cock... The boy let out a wail so loud and so
heartful that it could've woke the dead in New Jersey -- Donny
quickly spit the cock from his mouth and looked down at the
boy's hole, expecting blood to be gushing, but instead found
that after letting out his wail, Billy had returned to fucking
back onto Donny's cock and fingers...
"More, oh god... fuck it more... oh, please, I need
more..." Billy continued to wail, now with a cock and four
fingers up his tight boyhole...
John smiled slyly, beginning to lube himself again -- at
first Donny thought that John was going to fuck Billy instead...
John rolled Billy over onto his back, careful not to dislodge
the cock and fingers he so loved, and poised himself above
Billy's upturned ass, still being reamed fiercely by his
brother... John slowly began to lower himself, pressing against
Billy's already full hole, and finally breaking the entrance,
his long, full cock now moving all the way in with little
resistance... Hearing another blood curdling wail from Billy,
John quickly reached around and covered the boy's mouth... Billy
began to writhe and moan and cum over and over until finally,
Donny let go his wad in the boy's tight hole. It felt like a
white hot enema searing the inside of Billy's bottom, moving all
the way up his intestines, into his stomach up his throat, he
felt it everywhere, and he wanted to feel it again when John
shot his load, but that wasn't meant to be... Donny quickly
jerked John by the arm, flinging him from Billy's ass to the bed
and began to suck frantically, begging with his throat muscles
for a few drops of the cum he was now hungry for... John moaned
loudly, having to p;ace his hand over his own mouth to stifle
the sounds of pleasure... He felt the cum building in his balls,
almost too much to take...
"When I cum you boys have to share it -- you hear that
Donny, you let Billy have some, too..." John watched as a smile
found its way to Billy's face as he moved toward John's cock to
claim the drink of mancum he had been promised... The pressure
building in John began to rise too much to handle, and the first
drops of John's cum began to come out, then the streams of white
hot ooze started to shoot into Donny's mouth... He collected it
all, as Billy looked on, annoyed that his brother was not
sharing as he'd been told to... Then, as the last squirt filled
Donny's mouth to the point where he could hold no more, he
turned to his brother, grabbed the back of his head, pulled him
closer, and laid on him a french kiss like no other -- Donny
pushed some of the cum he had collected into Billy's mouth along
with his tongue, and Billy sent some back, then more from
Donny... For nearly five full minutes the two boys lay their
sharing the cum and their own saliva, their tongues swimming
together in the delicious pool of sperm provided by John... John
looked on intently, the two boys still kissing lovingly though
the cum was all swallowed, stroking one another's hair, rubbing
their cocks together... Now it was his mind that wandered
thinking of the gold mine that he had stumbled onto -- these two
boys wanted cock so badly, sucking, fucking, anything, that all
John had to do was offer up their services to guys who were into
boys, and he'd make a fortune... He pictured the orgies he'd set
up every day when their mother went off to work -- the men could
line up in the living room while the boys were spread eagle in
the bedroom, a cock up each of their asses, and one shoved down
their throats, their tummies and asses full of cum, and his
pocket full of money... He smiled, they smiled back -- his cock
had now come back to life, and it was time for Donny to get that
buttfucking he was promised...
THE END ?