Date: Fri, 6 Nov 2009 21:27:18 -0800
From: Oral Litener <orallite@inbox.com>
Subject: Gambal's Story, Part 1 of 5

Disclaimer:

The people and events described here are completely fictional. This story
involves young boys, nudity and graphically depicts preteen sexual
situations. If this offends you, or if there are laws in your area
prohibiting you from reading this type of story...you should go somewhere
else. If you choose to stay and read, I hope you enjoy the story.

If you enjoyed my story (or not), I would love to hear from you at
orallite@inbox.com.

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Gambal's Story, Part 1 - Enzio's Story

Hi! My name is Gambal Herzog. No, go ahead and laugh, everyone else
does. The first time I asked my mom why she named me Gambal she told me
that she won me in a poker game -- then she started laughing! Ha ha ma, you
don't know how much embarassment that name has caused me! Fortunately most
people just shorten it to "Gam" and that's still funny sounding but it
works.

Anyway, this story begins when I was 10 years old and, besides the name
thing, life was pretty much of a drag but not terrible. Mom and dad are
really great people but Mom is one of those moms who worries too much and
because of that I had never gotten to do much -- you know like scouting or
summer camp or even school sports and I have no brothers or sisters (I
guess mom's streak of luck at poker ran out) and, because of my sheltered
lifestyle I had never had any close friends -- so I became kind of a loner
and, because I had nothing else, I enjoyed being a loner.

Now comes the more interesting stuff, the stuff that caused me to start
writing my story and the stuff that makes Nifty an appropriate place to
post it.

When school started, at the end of the summer the year I turned 10, I met
somebody that made me feel things that I had never felt before and that was
on the very first day of school. As you might have guessed, that somebody
was a boy! Enzio was also 10 years old but he was about an inch shorter
than me (until then I was the shortest kid in my grade level). Enzio made
me realize that I was gay and, by now I realize that I've probably been gay
since I was born -- but it wasn't till I met him that I actually realized
it. The really wonderful thing was, he's gay too -- but he didn't just
figure it out on his own, he learned it in a very hard way.

This is what Enzio told me:

When he was 8 years old, his mom started him taking singing lessons. One
night when his mother and father were out of the house he was practicing a
new song in his room -- he knew his 12 year old brother Mario had two
friends staying over that night but really didn't think anything about
it. So he was practicing this song when Mario and his friends came into his
room. One of the friends, named Rob, started making comments about his
"girl's" voice and started saying things about him really being a girl and
kidding Mario about having a sister and asking him if he ever boned her.

Enzio caught the reek of booze from Rob's mouth when he spoke -- he guessed
(correctly) that they were all a little drunk.

Apparently Mario was as drunk as his friend; after more kidding from Rob he
grabbed Enzio in a bear hug and told Rob to see for himself if this was a
girl or boy. Rob came over and yanked Enzio's shorts down. "My bad Mario,"
Rob said when he saw Enzio's little cock, then he said to Enzio, "cute
little cock you got there."

Enzio, by this time was embarrassed and getting very scared -- he got even
more scared when Rob started touching his cock and he felt it getting
stiff. "Hey Mario," Rob said when he saw Enzio getting hard, "looks like
your little bro enjoys the attention, little perv is boning up." Then Rob
grabbed Enzio's hard little cock and started jacking it. Mario, the jerk
that he is, just held on tight to Enzio and started laughing.

Until that night Enzio had never had anyone touch his little cock and he
told me that when Rob started touching it, it felt so great that he lost
control and soon he found a way to make it feel even better -- he started
humping Rob's hand and then started moaning at the overwhelming
feelings. Rob looked at Mario and Mario looked back at Rob and then they
both looked over at the forth boy in the room, Charlie. Charlie was younger
and smaller than either Rob or Mario -- he was like their groupie -- and
both of them had, more than once, when they were horny, forced Charlie to
suck their cocks. That was OK with Charlie -- he loved sucking cocks.

"Come over here Charlie," Rob said, "Mario's little bro is ready for your
lips around his boner." Charlie had been staring at Enzio's little cock
since Rob pantsed him and as the small cock grew into a boner he could
barely control his urges. Now Rob was asking him to suck the small boy off
and he felt that he would go crazy if he didn't.

In seconds Charlie was on his knees in front Enzio and he didn't hesitate
to wrap his lips around Enzio's beautiful little cock. Then his tongue went
wild, and started making seemingly endless circles around Enzio's shaft and
trips up to the slit to collect any treasures he might find there. When,
after a few miniutes of this he opened his mouth and seemed about to stop,
Enzio felt like screaming 'NO Don't Stop' but Charlie was only opening his
mouth to accept Enzio's small ball sack as a new sensation for his
sensitive tongue.

Enzio didn't realize it at first, but his brother had realeased his hold on
him right after Charlie started doing what he loved to do. When Enzio
finally realized that he was in control of his body he didn't -- he
couldn't -- back off and run from his molesters, instead he grabbed the
sides of Charlie's head and started doing what he had learned to do with
Rob's hand, he started ramming his cock into Charlie's more than willing
face.

Soon he started feeling the painfully pleasurable sensation of an impending
orgasm and soon after, the room (or, as he later realized it was just his
head) exploded and the violent feeling that filled Enzio's entire body was
so intense it caused him to pass out.

When he regained consciousness just spare minutes later, he felt pain -- a
pain in his rear end; it felt like a red hot poker was being shoved up his
butt. He opened his eyes and all he could see was the wall next to his
bed. He was on his bed, face down with his butt propped up and someone was
laying on top of his back and sticking something in his butt hole. He heard
a moaning coming from whoever it was on top of him and he felt whatever it
was (he was only 8 y/o so he had no idea what it might be) sliding in and
out of his butt hole and when it was in, it felt like it was filling up his
entire body.

After several minutes the pain got better but the moaning got louder and
faster and the thing was now being rammed up his butt hard. He turned his
head away from the wall and could see his brother and the boy Rob, both
with their cocks in their hand, jerking off. Twisting his upper body as
much as he could he saw just part of the face of the boy on top of him --
the boy he remembered was called Charlie.

"What are you doing?" he managed to say when he got enough air to speak.

It wasn't Charlie that answered, it was his brother; "You're getting fucked
little bro! We let Charlie go first cause he's got the smallest dick but
I'm next and then Rob -- just look at the size of Rob's dick bro -- that
should really be fun."

Devistated that his brother would allow something like this and because he
was just an 8 y/o shrimp and couldn't fight back, Enzio broke into tears.

His desparate sobbing and shreeks had no effect on the boys. After Charlie
was finished with him, he had just a moment's peace before his brother took
Charlie's place and, because his brother had a bigger cock the pain was
worse. Then, when Mario was finished, Rob took over, but by then Enzio
could feel nothing but the pressue of the big boy on him and the
embarrassment of being naked and being used.

The boys eventually left the room, leaving Enzio laying on the sweaty
sheets with his blood smeared all over his butt. It took well over an hour
for Enzio to get up from the bed, carefully clean up his butt, cringing at
the pain of a washcloth on the freshly torn skin, get some loose pajamas on
(he tried for a pair of his briefs but he couldn't stand the pain), strip
the sheets off the bed and lie down. Sleep didn't come for several hours
after that -- it was summer break so he at least didn't have to worry about
getting up for (or God forbid, dressed for) school.

Nothing happened for four days after that. Mario would not even look at
Enzio and Enzio was disgusted with his big brother and would not talk to
him. Enzio realized much later that he should have said something to his
parents but, as much as he hated the three boys for what they did, he
realized how much trouble they would be in, perhaps with the police, if he
said something. Being a kind and gentle boy he said nothing.

On the fifth night after Enzio's rape. the boys returned to his room. Enzio
expected that they had come to apologize but he was very wrong. They
surrounded him and forced him to stand still as they stripped him naked,
then, as they closely watched, they made him touch himself until he had a
boner. Once Enzio's cock was hard, they all touched it and played with it
and played with his empty ball sack. Then the told him to lie on the bed
and he started crying. Mario slapped him. "Stop that wimpy shit!" he
said. "From now on you are our slave and will do everything
. . . everything" he repeated, "that we tell you to do with no arguments
and no tears."

Very scared of what other violence Mario might be capable of, Enzio
nodded. "Say it slave!" his brother commanded, "say 'yes master' whenever
any of us give you an order."

Enzio just stood there trying to comprehend this new life he was being
forced ito when Mario yelled: "SAY IT!"

"Yy-yes master! Enzio said softly.

"Good," Mario said, "now do as you were told."

Enzio complied. He laid, face down on the bed. Someone lifted him by the
hips and slid a fat pillow under his hips and he felt his butt cheeks being
spread.

He heard Rob's voice, "You got the KY Mar?"

"Yeah," his brother answered.

Enzio, of course, figured "KY" was something else they were going to shove
up his ass and found out he was partially right. Someone dabbed something
that felt like Vasoline on his butt hole. It burned a bit but not too
bad. Then his butt cheeks were spread wider and then he felt a finger being
inserted in his butt. Way far up his butt. The finger touched something
inside of him that, like magic, made his cock as hard as it had ever been.

"Charlie," Rob said, "stick your tongue up his butt hole and reem him out
good; give our little slave something to smile about!"

When Enzio felt Charlie's tongue touch his butt hole he jumped a little but
Charlie forged on and soon had as much tongue up Enzio's butt hole as he
could and when he wiggled it around, Enzio couldn't help it -- he started
humping the bed and moaning.

"Charlie," Rob ordered, "he likes it! Jack his cock while you're doing
that." Charlie happily complied, sticking his hand under Enzio he grabbed
his raging cock and started jacking him off. In a matter of 2 minutes Enzio
had a monster orgasm that left him dazed and worn out but really feeling
good.

"You did good tonight little slave boy!" Mario told him. We aren't going to
fuck you tonight but I think you owe us all something because we made you
feel good.

"Sit on the edge of the bed slave boy." Mario said with an edge in his
voice that told Enzio that he better not argue and just do it.

One by one, the boys approached Enzio with their hard cocks in their hands
and each said the same thing, "Suck it slave boy and lick my balls!"

Over the next fifteen minutes, Enzio sucked all three cocks and washed all
three sets of balls with his tongue. He gagged badly when Rob, the only one
who could cum, filled his mouth with the watery cum of a newly matured boy.

Later, after the boys left him alone, he lay in his bed and felt a mixture
of joy and shame. He liked what happened tonight -- he loved orgasms and
the feeling of a Charlie's finger in his butt made him crave something
bigger up there again. He had even enjoyed seeing and sucking the three
boy's cocks and decided that Rob's cum did not taste good but was not too
bad.

Enzio's transformation into a sex slave had begun, but it would not be
completed.

Two days later all three boys were arrested for molesting an 8-y/o in the
neighborhood. They weren't content with just Enzio the 'slave boy' they
apparntly wanted a 'stable' of slaves.

The shock and embarrassment drove his parents to the edge. They sold the
house and moved to another neighborhood. It wasn't long however before some
neighbor, remembering the last name did some research and soon the whole
neighborhood knew about Mario.

Another move took them to another state. They lived happily there in
anonimity for two years before the same thing happened.

The next move took them to Olive Street in Summerdale, right around the
corner from me.

(Continued)