STALL

    My luck was not running with me today, I couldn't believe it when the car
died on me. Here I am in the middle of nowhere and now I have to deal with car
problems. I hadn't passed a car for quite sometime and walking this dark road
wasn't something that I really wanted to do, but I did remember passing a farm
back a little ways. The thought of sleeping in the car really didn't appeal to
me and hopefully they would have a phone and I could call for some help. I
started down the road, I was glad that it was such a pleasant night and not
raining. I wouldn't be in this predicament if I would have had to go into New
York on business, but I wish that I would have decided to take back roads home
to enjoy the country, because now I was stuck walking on a dark country road
hoping to find someone to let me use their phone and call for help.
    After walking for sometime, I finally came upon a farm house with the
lights on. I walked to the front door and knocked, it was answered by a man.
He must have been in his late 40's , but he really wasn't bad looking. I
explained to him that my car had broken down up the road farther and I was
wondering whether I could use his phone. He explained to me that I would not
find any garages open at this time of night, but that if I wanted to, I could
sleep in the barn. I decided to accept, I figured it was better then walking
back to the car and sleeping in the car, besides then I wouldn't have to walk
back in the morning to use the phone. The man pointed the way to the barn,
which I could see because there was light on in the barn. I thank him and
walked towards the barn.
    Opening the barn door, I entered and found a clean pile of hay in one of
the stalls to lay in. I was about to lay down when I heard someone's footsteps
in the barn, turning around I was face to face with a very good looking
young man. He told me that he was the farmer's son and he had brought me some
blankets to sleep on. He stuck out his hand and told me that his name was
David. I took his hand and shook it firmly, tell him that my name was Mike. I
thank him for the blankets and that I was glad that his father was willing
to allow me to stay in the barn for the night. He turned and started to walk
out of the barn, I spread the blankets over the hay and started to take my
shirt off. I figured that I shouldn't sleep in my clothes on account of them
getting all wrinkled. I was removing my pants when I happen to see David
sitting on a bail of hay watching me. He was a rather attractive young man,
standing about 5'10" and weighing about 150lbs. His body was well developed
from working on the farm, his shoulders were broad and he tapered down to a
narrow waist. He was wearing an opened flannel shirt and I could see that his
chest and stomach were covered with a dark mat of hair. His hair was shoulder
length and coal black, but what got to me the most was his eyes, they were a
pretty shade of blue.
    I stood taking in his whole body, I could see a bulge forming in his levis
as he reached down and groped himself. My cock stirred in my briefs as he
rubbed his crotch more and more. I slowly walked over to him and replaced his
hand with mine, massaging his cock through his jeans. I could feel his cock
throbbing as I rubbed his shaft and squeezed his balls. He reached over and
massages my cock, then reaching up, he unfastened my belt and opened my pants,
letting them drop to the floor. Reaching into my briefs he grabbed hold of my
hard cock and pulled it free, pushing my briefs to the floor with my pants.
His hand ran along my shaft and grabbed hold of my balls, fondling them
between his fingers. Dropping to his knees, he took my throbbing cock into his
mouth, swallowing my entire cock into his mouth. The way he was working his
mouth on my cock, I knew that this wasn't the first time that he ever had a
cock in his mouth. My breathing was getting heavier as I was nearing the point
of no return and would soon lose my load into his hot mouth. He must have been
able to feel my closeness because he pulled his mouth off of my cock, telling
me that he didn't want me to shoot yet.
    I pulled him back onto his feet and drove my tongue into his mouth,
locking our lips together. He pulled my body closer to his, as our tongues
explored each others mouth. His tongue forced its way into my mouth, swirling
around my tongue, probing my mouth as far as it could. Our lips locked
together as our hands ran over each others back. Finally I pulled my lips away
from his, stepping back I ran my hands over his chest and stomach, pulling his
shirt out of his pants, I pulled his shirt over his head and discarded it onto
the ground, opening his belt and pants, I let them drop to the ground. Looking
down at his bulging briefs, I could see a wet spot forming from his leaking
cock. Reaching my hands into his briefs, I slowly slid them down and uncovered
his throbbing manhood. Falling to my knees, my mouth swallowed his cock to the
base. His huge manhood filled my throat to the point of making me gag, but I
let it slide out a little and then took it all back in. As my lips glided up
and down his shaft, my tongue flicked across his foreskin, pushing into his
foreskin until touching the head of his cock. His foreskin was so long that it
was like sticking my tongue into his ass. I pulled his foreskin back, licking
the head of his cock clean.
    Just as I was ready to get into sucking his cock, somebody pulled a sack
over my head and arms. Dragging me across the floor, I was then thrown to the
ground. I could feel rope being tied to my ankles, then suddenly they pulled
my legs apart, causing a great amount of pain in my groin. Standing me on my
feet the sack was removed from my arms but left over my head, rope was tied
around my wrist and then they raised my arms in the air. There I stood tied
spread-eagle with a sack over my head. Finally the sack was pulled off my head
and I saw who my attackers were. There in front of me stood the boys father.
He reached down and grabbed my stiff cock, pulling on it as he told me that he
was tired of men trying to take advantage of his son.
    " I am going to teach you a lesson and when I get through with you, You
will not want to have sex with anybody for a long time.", he said.
    Increasing his grip on my cock, he pulled my cock and pulls away from my
body. I winced in pain, but held back from screaming, I didn't want to give
him the satisfaction of knowing that I could stand the pain he was causing. He
leaned forward and bit into my right nipple, grinding his teeth against my
nipple. I left out a low moan of pleasure as he bite my tit, my cock became
harder from the pleasure that I was getting from his mouth. Seeing that I was
beginning to enjoy his mouth work, he reached down and took my balls in one
hand and my cock in another and pulled in opposite directions. I screamed in
pain as he tried to pull them farther and farther apart. He finally released
my cock and balls, walking into the stall behind me I could not see what he
was doing. He returned with a piece of rope and a metal bucket. He tied the
rope around my cock and balls and then attached it to the bucket, leaving the
bucket drop after attaching the rope. My cock and balls were yanked down hard
as the bucket swung from the rope. Moving in close to my body, he pulled down
his zipper, pulling out his flaccid cock, he proceeded to piss into the bucket.
Pissing quite a large volume of piss, it added weight to the bucket causing my
cock and balls to be stretched more. Turning to his son he told him that if he
has to take a piss at anytime, he is to piss into the bucket.
     Pulling his wide leather belt from his pants, he walked behind me and
took position. I heard the belt whistle through the air, make a hard impact on
my ass. My whole body shaking from the impact, causing the bucket to sway and
tug on my manhood. Staring ahead of me, I see the son with his cock in his
hand, stroking his meat slowly while watching his old man teach me a
lesson. The belt cracked on my ass as it landed on my flesh again and again. I
could feel the welts rising on my ass and it felt like my ass cheeks were on
fire. The son moving over to right in front of me, stroked his cock faster and
faster. I watched his whole body tense as he shot his load, his first shot of
cumming hitting me on the chest, the rest of his cum hitting my stomach.
Dripping off of my hairy stomach and landing in the bucket. My own cock
stirring to life as the boy shoots his load, but going flaccid as the old man
continues his beating on my ass. The boy stood in front of me, his cock going
soft, he took it in his hand and started pissing on me. Pissing on my chest
and watched it run down my chest, across my stomach and finally running down
my cock and balls, dripping into the bucket and added more weight to my
tender cock and balls. His piss running down my cock and balls reminded me of
my need to piss, which I had no choice but to let loose with a hot stream of
piss which went right into the bucket.
     The old man was still beating my ass with his belt. My body twisted in
every direction, trying to soften the blow from the belt, but the more I
twisted the more the bucket swung and tugged on my manhood. The boy pulled his
pants back up and removed the belt from them, walking behind me, he joined his
father. Standing on opposite sides, they took turns swinging their belts
through the air and swatting my ass. The pain was to much, I just screamed at
the top of my lungs, tears were rolling down my cheeks from the pain. The old
man stopped and walked over to my clothing, taking my briefs in his hand, he
shoved them deep into my mouth. The briefs filled my mouth and I couldn't spit
them out, I was gagging on the cloth that was going down my throat. The old
man took his position behind me and continued with the beating. My ass must
have been raw by now, I was sure that it was bleeding. My only thoughts were
that they stop soon or that I pass out. I don't know how much time had passed,
but they finally stopped. The boy picked up an empty feed bag in one of the
stalls and placed it over my head. I couldn't see anything through this bag,
which really worried me since this hadn't been a pleasant experience.
     I stood there for a rather long time without anything happening, but I
knew that they were both still there because I could hear them talking to one
another. My body suddenly jerked, as I screamed into my briefs. One of them
stood behind me and touched my balls with what I figured was some type of
cattle prod. It delivered one hell of a jolt through my balls. I felt them
stick the end of the prod against my asshole. Wham, he hit me with another
jolt. Pushing the cattle prod up into my ass like a dildo, he delivered
another jolt to my body. My body jerking around, but being held tightly by the
binds that were attached to my arms and legs, the bucket swayed back and forth
from my body movement, the piss sloshing around in the bucket and splashing my
cock and balls. My balls and cock feel like they were stretch a few inches
from the bucket hanging on them. I felt this warmth being shot right above my
groin as I realized that both of them were pissing on me and watching it run
down my cock into the bucket. Their pissing stopped and what happen next was
excruciating pain. The cattle prod was put against the tip of my wet cock,
jolt after jolt was delivered to my cock, how many jolts I don't remember,
after about the fourth jolt, I passed out.
    I am awaken by the old man slapping my face. He tells me that I am not
going to be so lucky as to pass out while he works me over. He wants me to
remember everything that has happen to me. Looking down at the bucket he tells
his son that they are not filling this bucket fast enough and he has an idea
to help with filling it. He pulls the garden hose over to the bucket and
sticks it in, turning the water on to a slow trickle. He slaps my cock from
side to side and informs me that soon I will feel my cock and balls
stretching. The old man walked behind me and grabbed my butt with his hand,
roughly kneading each cheek. Pulling my cheeks apart, he moved close behind me
and shoved his cock into my ass. My ass tighten on his cock, trying to prevent
it for intruding my ass. Shoving his cock into my ass, I screamed in pain as
he enter and thrust his huge cock into my ass, all the way to his balls. But
my screams were gone un-noticed because of my brief stuffed mouth. His cock
moved in and out of my ass, his balls banging against my ass. Reaching around
my body with his arms, he slowly rubs his fingers across my tits, which causes
a stirring in my cock. Slowly increasing his grip on my tits, till he was
squeezing them both between his fingers. Pulling and twisting on my tits while
his cock raped my virgin ass. The inside of my ass was on fire and I was sure
that he had ripped my ass, but through it all I still had a raging hardon. His
cock pumping in and out of my ass, made the bucket swing between my legs. The
weight of the bucket pulling on my throbbing cock made it harder and was
beginning to feel good. The son just stood in front of me and watched my cock
come to life.
    The old man assaulted my ass, which not only was burning inside, but also
was sore from the beating it had taken from him earlier. Faster and harder the
old man pumped his cock, dropping his hands down around my waist, he grabbed
me and pulled me back hard as he shoved his cock all the way in and exploded
his load into my ass. I could feel his warm load inside my tender ass, it
actually felt good and soothe the pain. With each spurt of cum he would bury
his cock deeper inside me. Pulling his cum-dripping cock out of my ass, he
moved around to the front, spotting my throbbing cock.
    "Looks like your cock needs a little attention.", he said, "Don't worry, I
am going to see that you get your rocks off and won't want to get them off
again for a long time.".
    With that he went over to one of the stalls and brought out a contraption
that I didn't recognize. He explained to me that it was a milking machine for
a cow, but he has a much better use for it. He placed the end of one of the
suction devices on my throbbing cock, then turned the machine on. I had to
admit that it felt very good on my cock and it wasn't long until I shot my
load into the machine. He could tell by my breathing and sudden sigh that I
shot my load, telling me that I would shoot quite a few more before he pulls
it off of me. With that he called for his son and they both left the barn with
me standing tied spread-eagle and the milking maching sucking on my cock.
    I really felt quite good after shooting my load into that machine, but I
was to find out that it would not be that enjoyable. The machine kept sucking
on my cock, keeping it hard. This drove me up a wall because my cock is always
very sensitive after cumming, but this machine kept on sucking until I shot my
second load, third, fourth, fifth. Nobody came back to turn this machine off,
my cock was sore from cumming, but this machine would not let my cock rest. I
screamed my lungs out from the pain this machine was causing me, but they were
muffled by the pair of briefs shoved in my mouth. Tears were coming down my
face as I cried in agony as the milking machine sucked ever drop out of my
cock. I didn't have any cum left to give the machine, my cock would stay hard
and I would get to the point of orgasm and then there would be alot of pain,
due to there was nothing left in me. This machine had sucked my balls dry and
was making my cock tender and sore. After what I am sure was hours, I finally
saw the son come into the barn.
     Walking up to me, he reached out with his arms and played with my
nipples. Looking into my eyes, he could see the pain that the machine was
causing me, but he didn't remove it from my cock. He moved around to the back
and ran his hands along my shoulders and down my back. Massaging my ass
cheeks, he slid a finger in my crack and probed for my hole. Finding my moist
hole, which was still dripping his Dad's load of cum, he shoved his finger in.
Working his finger in and out of my ass, slowly stretching my hole as he
worked more fingers into my ass. Finger fucking my ass with three fingers for
a while, he pulled them out and then pulled my cheeks apart as I felt him
trying to position his cock at my hole. His cock found my warm and dripping
hole and he slowly pushed his cock into my ass, stopping as he felt me
tensing. He was a lot gentlier then his father, but eventually he had his
entire cock buried in my ass. Slowly he pulled it out to the tip and then
shoved it back in to the base. I was actually enjoying him fucking my ass and
would have enjoyed it alot more had he taken that dam milking machine off my
cock. His cock pumped my ass, as his hands roamed over my stomach and chest. I
could feel his tongue on my shoulders and neck, as he licked my body, then
gently kissed my neck and ears. My ass tighten down on his cock as the machine
caused another orgasm, which caused him to shoot his hot load into my tender
ass. Pulling my body close to his, he hugged me as he emptied his load into my
ass.
    As his cock went soft, he pulled it out of my ass and came around in front
of me, reaching down he turned off the milking machine and removed it from my
cock, he then removed the bucket from my cock and balls. He dropped to his
knees and gently took my tender cock into his mouth, letting his warm moist
mouth soothe my cock. Releasing my cock from his mouth he stood up and look me
in the eyes, putting a finger to his mouth to tell me to be quiet, he pulled
the briefs from my mouth. Wrapping his arms around my body and taking the back
of my head into his hands, he planted his lips on mine and deeply kissed me.
The passion in his kiss was the best feeling I had felt all night. My eyes
were staring into his and I could see tears running down his cheeks, as he
told me he was sorry for what happened. Releasing me, he walked over to his
clothing and pulled a pocket knife from one of the pockets. Dropping to his
knees he cut my legs loose, while holding me with one arm, he cut the ropes
which were holding my arms. My body went limp, but fortunately he caught me.
Throwing me over his shoulder, he carried me to the his car and placed me in
the front seat. Walking back into the barn, he put his clothing back on and
gathered mine, throwing it into the back seat of the car. Pulling a blanket
from the trunk of the car, he open the driver's door and climbed into the car.
Carefully cover me with the blanket, he then started the car. Colapsing from
exhaustion, my head fell into his lap. I could feel his hand rubbing my body
through the blanket as we pulled out of his drive way and headed down the
road. Neither one of us ever returning to the farm.