Date: Thu, 28 Oct 2010 20:53:01 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mark Wolf <pdxwolf@yahoo.com>
Subject: Frankenboi - A Halloween Tale

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Disclaimer: The following story contains graphic sexual language and
actions between a adult males If material of this nature offends you,
PLEASE do not read any further. Please note that you must be of legal age,
where you live, to read this story. This is a work of fiction and any
similarity between real people or events is purely coincidental.

FrankenBoi

I blinked several times trying to clear the blurred images before me.  My
head was pounding and I could feel the warmth of my blood dripping down my
face.  All my strength seemed to have been drained away as I struggled to
raise my head.  My arms screamed in pain as they held the weight of my body
chained against a stone wall.  Gradually, my eyes were able to make out my
dimly lit surroundings.  I was in a room made of large stone blocks. No
windows, but light shown from a single small bulb hanging from the center
of the ceiling.  The floor was a raw concrete with large stains centered on
a drain in the middle.  I assumed I was in a basement or cellar.

With my mind clearing, I was able to stand on my feet relieving the
pressure on my arms.  The cold stone wall sent shivers down my spine as my
bare back rested against it.  It suddenly dawned on me that my abductor had
stripped me of my clothes.  I was naked.  Flashes of old slasher films
flooded my brain as I tried not to panic.  "Was some serial killer going to
make me his night time entertainment?" I thought to myself.  Everyone
always warned me about walking home so late after work hours.  It would
seem I was too late in heeding their warning.

As I stood spread eagle in chains contemplating my fate, the large wood
door from across the room began to open.  An older gentleman in a white lab
coat approached me.  Smears of dried blood gruesomely accented the white
cotton renewing my fears.  He paused some ten feet from my face.  His eyes
were dead cold and I could see anger in his face.  I was expecting him to
strike me as he raised his hand.  Instead, he merely pointed at me saying
"You see!  I brought you something to play with. Now get in here!"  The man
was speaking towards the door.  His voice angry and impatient.  "Come on,
come on.  I've got other things to do besides messing with you."

The door opened wider as a big dark hand pushed from behind.  A large form
filled the doorway bending down as it entered to clear the frame.  "Get
over here you sorry excuse for an experiment!"  The large form walked
awkwardly towards us.  His size was alarming.  He stood easily seven foot
tall.  He was clad in a black T-shirt and cargo shorts which strained at
the seams.  The visible parts of his body showed large jagged scars with
patches of discolored skin.  "This thing was stitched together from other
bodies" I said to myself.  I stared at the floor not wanting to gaze at the
face of this hideous monster.  "You see.  I found you someone to play with"
the older man said.  "Now, I expect you to stay in your room and quit
trying to escape."  A voice, soft and child-like, whispered, "Is he all
mine?"  "Yes, yes. Do what you like, but remember to clean up the mess!"

The older man left slamming the door behind him.  I heard the screech of a
heavy metal bolt locking the door.  For the next several minutes, the only
sounds in the room were the heavy labored breathing from the thing across
from me.  As the minutes past, curiosity got the better of me.  I raised my
eyes to look upon my obvious killer.  As they rose, I saw the enormity of
the body in front of me.  His legs were as large as stone pillars.  The
green shorts bulged from the massive muscles underneath.  A broad chest,
the size of the door, was ripping the thin cotton of an old T-shirt.  My
eyes eventually rested upon his face.  I was preparing a scream in
anticipation, but there was no need.  He showed the face of a young boy
with an almost angelic glow.  With the exception of a large scar around his
neck and across his forehead, his face was perfect.  I let out a small
chuckle and the boy responded by cracking a smile.  His pearly white teeth
 were a far cry from the green fangs of my imagination.  He had one dark
and one light blue eye portraying a soulful and kind person within this
huge form.

"I'm Peter" the boy said running his huge hand through his matted blond
hair.  "I'm Gary" I stammered.  The boy reached up unlocking the shackles
that held my arms.  Once released, my arms dangled at my sides useless
appendages.  "You need to rest" the boy said.  "Lie down."  My body
wouldn't move and before I could speak, his massive arms picked me up by my
waist.  He walked effortlessly towards a large slab carrying me like a
carcass of beef.  He laid me gently on the bed contradicting the monster
that I thought he was.  "You're very pretty" he said looking me up and
down.  "Thanks" I said uncomfortably.  His hand touched my shoulder
starting a slow caress that moved down my chest.  His fingers were soft but
icy cold.  They stopped spending a lot of time tracing the definition of my
ripped abs.  Fear was still filling my mind as I looked at this giant
leaning over me.  His arms were larger than anything I'd seen before.  The
muscles
 bulging from his biceps were ripping the sleeves of his well worn t-shirt.

After exploring every inch of my stomach, his hand moved down towards my
groin.  His big finger traced the length of my soft uncut member.  My cock
instinctively responded to his cool soft touch growing down my leg.  Then
his fingers came up behind my balls rolling them between his digits.  "Do
you like me?" he asked staring at my cock.  My dick was well on its way to
its familiar hard 8 inches.  "Well Peter, I don't even know you" I said
quietly.  "I'm a prisoner here so I guess 'like' isn't on my mind."  His
face turned towards mine.  He had a solemn look.  "I'm a prisoner here
too."  He stood up and walked over to the other side of the room.  I felt
sorrow and compassion for the huge boy.  Yes, I was abducted, but he was
also a victim of the evil going on here.

I managed to sit up slowly moving my legs to the side of the bed.  "I guess
you and I have something in common then" I said half-heartily.  The boy
turned showing that entrancing smile of his.  He walked closer stopping in
the middle of the room just before the light.  The angle providing the best
illumination of my cell mate.  He lowered his head asking "Are you
frightened of me?"  His eyes came up to meet mine.  "I was scared at first"
I said being honest.  "You look pretty menacing.  But since we've talked, I
don't believe you would hurt me."  The boy smiled once again.  "I didn't
turn out so good the doc said.  But you can look anyways."

The boy pulled at the t-shirt ripping it even more as it stretched over his
head.  The buttons popped from his cargo shorts already straining as his
hand pulled them off.  He stood there fully naked with his hands on his
hips.  Large uncaring stitches scared his body as parts of flesh were
merged to make his 7 foot frame.  His skin varied from black to white with
a majority melding into a light brown.  Despite the haphazard array of
skin, it had the sheen of good health and the soft suppleness of youth.
His large form was completely hairless expect for the unwieldy mop on top
of his head exposing the definition of every muscle throughout his body.
And there was a lot of muscle.  The boy could easily substitute for Atlas
if need be.  As I looked him over, my eyes became transfixed on the huge
appendage between his legs.  True to the rest of his form, the boy's soft
cock was hanging a good ten inches.  It swung slowly from side to side as
 Peter breathed.  My gaze was suddenly broken from the magnificent sight as
the boy turned.  Now showing his backside, his appearance was just as
marvelous.  His broad back and massive quads could easily carry several men
to safety if needs be.  The thick round curves which sculpted his butt made
my dick grow to full hardness.  I could just image the powerful thrusts
Peter could provide with that magnificent powerful ass.

The boy turned towards me once again.  He could see my straining erection
as my cock filled with desire for this made-man.  "Well, I guess I don't
look too hideous to you" he said with happiness in his voice.  "You're
definitely built like a brick shit house" I said openly.  Peter walked in
front of me placing his hand on my head saying "I was definitely built."
He stroked my hair causing his massive staff to sway before my face.  I
leaned in touching the phallus with the tip of my tongue.  His dick was as
cold as his fingers.  I raised my hand cupping the tennis balls the boy
used for nuts.  They were cold and heavy in my hand too.  My attention
seemed to have motivated his libido.  His long thick cock began to grow
into a massive python.  If I wasn't scared before, I was becoming
frightened now.  The huge head forced its way past the ample foreskin which
hid its size.  His staff was standing straight from his body fully erect
and I was
 amazed that a cock the size of my forearm and 15 inches long could remain
perpendicular to the floor.

Peter's hand urged my head towards his prize.  I offered little resistance
wanting more than ever to taste his monster dick.  I released his balls
grabbing his staff firmly.  My fingers couldn't touch as I held his fuck
hose to my lips.  I licked the tip of his deep red head causing the boy to
whimper.  I could taste honey as Peter's precum began to flow from the end
of that massive head.  Everything about this monster was sweet.  I found
myself oddly attracted to him not just for the he-man like body, but for
the innocent sole that inhabited it.

The boy was growing impatient moving my head further down his long thick
cock.  My mouth stretch obscenely trying to accommodate the massive gird of
Peter.  I was sucking his cock with a desire that surprised me.  I wanted
his thickness deep in my throat but try as I might; I could only manage
about half his massive snake.  Though I was disappointed with my efforts,
Peter was not.  He was moaning loudly sliding his magnificent organ in and
out of my face.  "I forgot how good this feels!" he said with animalistic
lust.  "Suck me, Gary.  Suck my fucking cock.  Ah yeah, that's it.  Fuck!"
With Peter pumping his dick between my lips, I moved my hand back to his
bouncing balls.  I grabbed them hard pulling down on the large sac and
squeezing them in time to his forceful thrusts.  "Oh fuck yeah, Gary!
Dude, I'm going to blow my load!  Ah FUCK!!!"  Peter used both hands to
impale my head on his long thick pike.  He shot hot thick cum
 deep down my throat.  He filled my mouth quicker than I could swallow his
offering.  I was pleasantly surprised that his sweet white stuff was warm
unlike his cool outsides.  It made his substantial offering much more human
to me.

As the last heavy orgasms of Peter's dick throbbed in my throat, I slowly
slid my lips from to the wide flared head.  I teasingly sucked and licked
as his after orgasm sensitivity grew and he finally pushed me away.  "Dude
that was the best thing I've felt in a long, long time."  I rubbed his
still hard cock across my face saying "We aren't done yet frankenboi!"  I
climbed up the bed waving my nice white bubble butt in Peter's face.  His
monstrous hands each grabbed a cheek as his tongue dove deep into my hole.
I shuttered as the coldness of his mouth hit my warm soft pucker.  But was
the boy continued to lick my ass, the friction seemed to lighten the
coolness of his touch.

Peter tongued me for almost a half-hour.  I was lost in ecstasy as his
tongue masterfully massaged my outer ring.  Pools of monster saliva
saturated both the inside and outside of my tight skillful ass.  I awoke
from my erotic cloud as I felt the huge flared head of Peter's cock
touching my soft tight hole.  He spit several times on his long hard shaft
letting it drip down to the end where my hole anxiously awaiting.  "Are you
ready Gary?" Peter asked with excitement.  "Just go slow with that monster
of yours."  He laughed for the first time.  The boyish humor finally making
him completely human to me.  The laughter ceased as Peter forced the huge
wide head of his dick past my tight pucker.  "Holy fuck!" I yelled.  Peter
replied "I'm sorry" and started to pull back out.  I grabbed his rock hard
ass saying "I'm alright.  Just give me a minute."

Once my ass came to terms with how far it would need to stretch, I pushed
Peter's butt toward my own signaling the go ahead.  Peter continued to
shove his cock deep into my hole.  He was slow and careful spitting on to
my tight pink entrance.  After what seemed like forever, I could feel the
coolness of Peter's body against my firm round butt.  He stayed motionless
letting me get used to the large tree trunk filling my hot tight ass.  His
large clumsy hand caressed my back with amazing love and kindness.  An odd
sensation and one that my previous fuck sessions had ever offered to me.
It was strange but I was having a greater emotional connection with this
monster than with the scores of human partners during my life.  Once my
butt had fully assimilated to accommodate Peter's horse cock, I turned to
him saying "Fuck me, Peter.  Fuck me hard!"  That all too familiar smile
spread across his boyish face as he pulled most of his dick from my hole.
With the anticipation of a gun going off, the boy rammed his dick hard and
deep into my gut.  His forceful pace was slow at first like a steam
locomotive starting up.  But in no time, he was pistoning in and out like
his throttle was wide open.  "Oh fuck yeah! Fuck yeah!  Oh, dude.  Your ass
is so fucking tight!  I feel it stretch with every fucking stroke of my
dick!"

Peter pounded my ass for a long while.  I could feel the size of his cock
grow thicker and thicker.  While he fucked me, Peter grabbed hold of my
waist and pulled me from the bed.  My body was now suspended over the floor
as he moved my torso up and down his shaft.  My dick exploded sending thick
ropes of cum across the floor.  It looked like some bizarre sex painting as
streams of cum spatter across each other on the cement.  My dick seemed to
be in a perpetual orgasm that I thought would never end.  I was out of
breath and my body so tense I thought it would snap.  Before my climax
could end, Peter blasted his hot thick semen deep into my hole.  "Fuck
that's good!  Fuck that's so good!!!" Peter yelled as he slammed his cock
hard into my bowels.  The experience was surreal as he held me in mind air
pumping monster cum into my stretched fuck shute.  Peter was stuck in a
loop shoving his cock deeper with every thrust while repeating
 "Ah fuck, ah fuck, ah fuck..."  As Peter's words trailed off, so finally
did his orgasm.  The earthquake throbs of his massive organ were down to
mere aftershocks.

As I began to recover from the most intense fuck session I'd ever had, the
door to the room suddenly flew open.  "Oh good, you're finished playing"
the old doctor said.  "Now get rid of him!  We have work to do."  "Ah,
can't I play one more time?" Peter asked as if a small child.  "No, your
need for sex has caused enough delays in my work.  Now, finish up and don't
forget your clothes."  "Yes sir" Peter replied.  Still holding me above the
floor with his big thick horse cock buried deep in my ass, Peter moved a
hand up to my throat.  "I'm sorry, Gary.  But I can't play anymore."  His
hand began to squeeze my throat cutting off my air.  "You have to go now"
Peter said still pumping his cock in and out of my fuck hole.  "But you
were the best playmate yet!" he said giggling.  At that moment, I realized
just how much Peter was a monster and our time, my time was over.