Date: Sat, 8 Jun 2002 18:00:53 +1000
From: michael hines <hines@pnc.com.au>
Subject: Cyber sex 2 (Hurt series)

This story has not caused any problems for anyone, as it is a part of my
imagination and his!!! If you have a problem with teenage /man sex, please
leave. If this sort of thing is illegal in your country then don't even
bother to read this. You have been warned and I take no responsibility for
your problems. Leave now if you are under 18 years of age. I have no way of
knowing whether you are younger. If you are, be careful because this work
is not for you. Anyone reading this should not imitate the behaviour
described, as the characters in this work are not practising safe sex, so
needed in 2002. Please email me if you have some suggestions as to what
should happen or tell me about this story.


				CYBER SEX 2


We Cybered again and again. I shot so much cum against my face and body and
computer. I wanted my boy slave. I wanted his slender body and most of all
I wanted flesh against flesh and not some Mathematical numbers that kept
shooting down the phone line.

I had pics that he had sent and I studied them and came over them as I
cyber fucked him. I shot copious loads into my boy's mouth as he sucked
me. I made him fuck hard onto my fingers and cock as he came and shot his
load. He loved the spunky dirty foreskins from the men that I made him fuck
and suck. The cyber sex was wonderful and we each explored fantasies that
we held from the World. I realised that I wanted my slave more than
anything. He was so real and wanted me to protect him after I had abused
his very slender body, the tender arse-lips and the lovely mouth below his
wonderful blonde fringed hair. I loved my slave and wanted more and more of
his body. I wanted to force him to suck my toes and feet and lick every
part of my aging body. My need to have his body and his youth in anyway I
chose got bigger and bigger. I was becoming totally absorbed by my need to
tie my boy to the bed and fuck him, fuck his mouth and make him plead for
hot man cum, my hot man cum and any other men that I desired, not him and I
wanted him to suck and eat their filthy cum

I wanted to see him take other men if I let him, to see all the abuse that
he would take, to make him beg me to protect him, oh yes, that sweet
slender blonde boy, he was mine, mine to abuse, but more, mine to protect

I wanted to watch him being abused and used so that I could hold his body
later, protecting him. I wanted to sleep with him. Fucking and using his
body in any way that I wanted but still letting men screw his arse and
spunk into his mouth. I wanted my boy. His body was mine, his cock and arse
were mine to use and share Oh how that boy was mine.

Enough was enough!  I had to have his flesh. He was young, slender and
hairless. His photos revealed a fringe of blonde hair and a warm, friendly
face, the body of a young Adonis. His cock (in another photo) stood hard
against a small passage of hair around it and his balls, I wanted to feel
and fuck every part of my boy. I wanted to use him. I wanted to piss in and
on him. I wanted, but most of all needed to control him.

His arse (in another photo) was slender and firm and oh so hairless, oh
God, how I wanted him.

My need for my boy was compounded by my need to see him taken by men who
would abuse his body, older men, fat men, any man, born boy fuckers, that
jus love the use of a teenage boy. I needed to be there to control the rage
that they would have inside such a firm, tight arse and slender lipped
mouth as they fucked their cum and cheesy cocks into his virgin butt.

I couldn't stand the urges that I had. I booked a ticket on a plane and
flew to his country booking into a hotel not far from his home.

I knew that he was young and problems would occur if his parents realised
that a man was in the area wanting to fuck and use their son. We arranged
to meet. I was shaking and rather scared as this time I would see my slave
boy in the flesh. He managed to get to my room early the next morning. I
knew that he would go swimming later and he had to help his family during
the day. We had maybe an hour to discover each other.

He walked through the door and looked at me. I was a mess, shaking and
trembling, as this was reality. He was the same, more beautiful than his
photographs, his soft slender body, almost skinny but oh, oh so strong and
ripe for the plucking. His skate pants ended below his knees and his T
Shirt showed off his young smooth tummy.

His eyes shot at me and moved down my body. I had no idea what he
thought. His face, so handsome, but almost pretty, showed no sign of a
rejection. A smile let me know that I was not wrong. Whatever I looked
like, it was okay. My boy wanted me and what's more he needed me!

His eyes lowered and he spoke for the first time, his face going red, and
the shyness showing through.

"I have never heard you talk. Before you say anything let me tell you that
I have managed to put my swimming off and my Mum and Dad will be away for
the next two nights," he said. "I am yours if you want me." He looked down
again for fear of being rejected. Oh God, this boy was mine at last, to
control, to use, to carry out our cyber fantasies

I looked at my boy and nodded. "I want you and intend to make you mine even
more." I panted. "You are so fucking good looking, tall and slender and
beautiful. I want your body and want many men to use you for my pleasure,
your pleasure, our pleasure."

"Before you sleep with me," he said. "Take me to the park down the road,
naked, and let me be used by the men who want to fuck my body. I know you
will protect me. I want you to let them use me only if you allow it."

"Let's do it." I said. "I love what I see and would love to see men fucking
you then I will take you home and use you myself, it's what I want."

The park was near the Hotel; a dark and smelly toilet was close to the
entrance. My boy was naked. I pushed him into the nearest cubicle and felt
him. His cock was hard and his arse, so hairless, was twitching, wanting
cock. I pushed him to his knees to wait for men. He looked so vulnerable,
he looked up at me, his body shaking in the cold air, the stench around us
intoxicated him, his cock was hard, his lips so wanting, oh God how I want
him, how I want all to use him. He looked down again I could see the fear
in case no one came, in case he was just left there, alone and rejected
again.

We didn't have long to wait. Two men pushed the door, they were old and
bald their stomachs were huge and their bodies smelt of unwashed skin and
clothes. My slave was on all fours panting for cock, his eyes alight. I
made the men show me their cocks. Big smelly foreskins flashed from their
piss stained underpants.

"We want to fuck your boy." They chimed. "We saw you carry him here naked
and throw him onto all fours. Our cocks will be the start of a night of
piss and cum that he will never forget. Make him show us his boy cunt"

"Fuck my boy," I commanded. "Shoot cum up him with no protection. He needs
a good root. Let him feel the use of big males sweating and fucking his
very tender arse, feel how smooth his insides are with your bare cocks."

I stood back and watched my boy's arse take one man while his mouth took
the other, his slender hand wrapped round the mans cock and pulled back the
foreskin, there was a stench in the air of unwashed cock the boy looked up
at me and smiled. He licked the white flakes of smegma that were attached
the crown of the man's penis. I saw him gag slightly and look up at me
again he took the boy fucker deep in his mouth and lustily cleaned the mess
of past boy fucks and old cum from his cock.

Each cock was big and powerful, he took the first, screaming with pain. The
spunk filled him. The second old man was making him suck his long thin
penis and then he shot it in quickly up his boy-cunt.

I filled my boy for the first time with my big man tool in his mouth, to
stop the screams. He writhed in agony as the pencil cock-fucked his
boy-cunt. It was very long and slender. It hurt him. The old man shot some
cum, but it was not enough. My boy needed much more. The old man pulled
out, wiped his forehead and they both left.

The door opened again. Two men who looked like big truckers entered the
toilet. My boy was hurting, now lying on the cold piss wet floor. The men
flashed big fat cocks and were both leaking pre cum.

"We want that whore kid, how much?" They said.

"Nothing," I replied. I motioned them to fuck my slave. He was lying on his
stomach, hurting and awash with the remains of cum and piss on the floor.

The first trucker lifted my boy's arse and fucked into him. He was so
fucking big, the boy was thankful he shot quickly. My boy was screaming and
screaming. His arse was leaking. I held his head and torso as the other,
much bigger trucker entered my boy. His cock was so big and he fucked so
hard. I had trouble holding my shaking, hurting boy. He tried so hard to
take the rough fuck that his boy-cunt was taking.

The trucker kept pushing, fucking deeper and harder. He came. My boy sank
back on the floor exhausted by the volume that had been shot into him. He
was totally fucked.

I watched the trucker leave the cubicle. I carried my naked boy to the
urinals and laid him across the trough. I pissed across his body. I wasn't
alone. Several young men who seemed semi drunk saw this wonderful slender
shape lying panting and gasping.

They took their cocks out and started pissing. My boy was soon covered with
piss. He had it in his hair across his body and down his legs.

He started to shit the cum and slime that the men had given him out of his
arse. The place started to smell of boy sweat, cum, piss and slime.

An older man entered the toilet. He saw my boy lying in the urinal, covered
with the mess that we had all caused. He pulled a big cock from his
trousers and shoved it against my boy's nose. I could see the panic it
caused. It was big, fore-skinned and filthy. This man had not showered or
cleaned his cock for ages. It was the smell of unwashed cock, covered in
the residue of piss, pre cum and the remnants of another boy's ass. He
pissed a bit then emptied a load of cum into my boy's mouth. He rammed his
cock down his throat making him retch again.

My boy nearly passed out as he was forced to take this filthy thing into
his throat. The left over cum from previous fucks caught in his throat and
the residue of the other boy's ass had turned to creamy gunge that stuck to
his pallet and made him splutter.

I let the man have his way with my boy. He pushed him over and pissed on
his beautiful arse cheeks, finishing his complete abuse of my slave.

The place smelt of sex, we needed to go. I gathered my abused boy in my
arms and took his naked body outside to my car. He was crying and gasping
from the abuse. His arse lips were red and sore and his mouth smelt of male
spunk. His hair was mattered with cum and his body covered with piss.

I took my boy's naked form back to my hotel and placed his slender frame in
a warm bath of oils. I washed and massaged his used body and dried his
tender limbs, I took him to my bed and laid him on freshly laundered
sheets. He held me and cuddled close and looked into my eyes. I could see
from his look the boy was now mine, I had taken him to levels he only
dreamed of. He was captured, and mine for good.

We slept in each other's arms...

We woke late in the morning. My boy was so close and soft in my arms. He
had my semi-hard cock inside his bum and my arms caressing his body. I
played with his nipples and squeezed them. He pushed against me as I let my
morning piss fuck into him. He held tight and took the hot liquid deep into
his arse. My boy felt so good. His body smelt of sweat and musk that only
comes from sleeping so close through the night.

 My boy moved and I felt more of him. He moved his legs so that I could
explore his cock, balls and hairless arse. The piss I had given him was
moving down his legs. He sighed as I felt him and played with his hole. I
felt his lanky legs and played with his thighs. No part of my boy was left
untouched. I wanted to feel him up and touch every part of his body; I had
used him, now I wanted to make him enjoy my touch. I took his face in my
hands and kissed his thin lips. I thrust my mouth onto his and felt his
lips open. I fucked my tongue into his mouth and fought with his tongue. We
ravaged each other for some time. I sucked and licked his mouth, he did the
same. We smashed each other's throats sending spittle deep inside.

I fucked his arse gently letting him feel the cock that he wanted, enter.

He pushed against my tongue and shoved his arse against my very hard
cock. I started fucking him. Nobody could stop my abuse of this wonderful
boy's passage. He started to scream and pant, my tongue held his mouth
almost shut.

I fucked hard and long inside his tender arse. My boy squirmed and grabbed
my tongue as he took more cock. I fucked deeper; he sucked harder on my
tongue and pushed his face harder against me. His body jerked and his
lovely cock shot a load across our bodies. I fucked harder and came inside
his boy-cunt. He pushed back and took my tongue deeper into his mouth. He
was so excited.

I held his body tight never wanting to leave him. He was so tender and
sexy. We held each other and slept again. This day should never end.

We woke later, I was deep in my boy's arse and knew that he wanted to be
taken again by all the cocks that had screwed him before and feel the spunk
shoot into his tight boy-hole.  My boy was so wanton and ready to be
abused. He wanted to be tied to the bed and fucked and fucked taking male
cum from the cocks that shoved into him.

 He squirmed on my cock and screamed as I pushed deeper into him. I fucked
my boy with no mercy. He fought against me and started to expel the greasy
cum that was up him. I fucked it back into his tight passage, smacking his
butt each time he tried to shit the cum out. My boy was full of cock and
other men's cum. My body was hard against him, he was screaming! I fucked
further making him take more cock and more abuse.

My slave boy squirmed and yelled as he was being hurt. His arse was a
shitty mess, he was dribbling cum and arse juice that leaked down his
hairless legs. I had such a smooth, hot ride in his boy-passage. The feel
of him against my cock made me shoot again into his boy-cunt.

He squealed as he took my man-cum. It was hot and huge. He took at least 5
loads of hot sperm and wriggled as I shot. My cock was so deep inside him,
we were connected. My boy was part of my cock. He wanted to hold me inside
all day. He was so full of spunk.

I pulled out of his arse and shoved my fat cock into his mouth. He sucked
hard and long as I fucked his beautiful mouth.

"Let me cum," he pleaded with me. "I am so full of you and have the mesne'
cum up my arse. I want to shoot my juice."

"No," I told him, "you can cum after I have fucked your beautiful face and
have shot a load down your throat. If you keep pleading I will smack your
body. Suck hard and take my cock deep in your throat."

I fucked my boy's mouth so hard and shot a big wad of cum into his mouth
forcing him to swallow the hot juice. He tried hard. I had to slap him
several times to make him swallow my male-juice.

I felt my boy take my load down his throat. He did. I fucked my boy's mouth
hard and long. My hand was up his arse as I shot onto his tongue. He took
all the pain and wanted more.

I shot my cum and belted his buns. I smacked him hard and long. His buns
turned red and his cunt quivered again as I hurt my boy.

I held a very sore, sorry boy in my arms. I had abused every part of my
slave's body and fucked his arse and face.  We collapsed on the bed,
sleeping, not worrying about the future.

I awoke an hour later, my boy asleep in my arms. His sweet boy pussy was
leaking my cum and piss, I reached my hand down and wet my fingers in the
liquid oozing from his ass, I gently brought my fingers up to his lips to
feed him my juices. He mumbled in his sleep and sucked on my fingers like a
baby with its mother's teat. He slowly awoke, I thrust my fingers deep into
his cunt and scooped out the mess, I wiped it over his lips and face. He
struggled to move away, but was trapped in my arms. His smooth slender body
was no contest for my manly strength; he slowly gave up and resigned
himself to the fact that I was to control his destiny.

He snuggled his smooth ass onto my growing cock, oh the joy, the joy of
holding my teenage boy, smooth, sweet, innocent but sexy boy.

Suddenly the door burst open, there before us a huge man stood, his bulging
torso was ripped with muscles, the hairs on his chest burst out over his
shirt, his hands, one finger alone was as big as a cock. "UNCLE, what are
you doing here?" my smooth boy asked. " You fucking pussy assed fag what
are you doing here"? "ANSWER ME"!

I felt the boy start to tremble in my arms, his body racked with fright and
tears...

The man stood before us...."So you are a fucking fag, I knew it" he said,
"your Father was right, that's why he kicked you out yesterday"

I had my big 7 inches deep in my boy. This huge man towered over us waiting
for an answer. My slave was quivering and shaking, shedding tears. He
started to tense up and this caused his arse muscles to clamp hard onto my
cock. He held me inside him like a vice. I was on fire as the pleasure he
was giving was enormous. I shook with fear and love. What to do?

"ANSWER ME, are you a fag?" came a loud yell. "What do you think you are
doing?"

I glared at this tormentor and replied for my slave. "What do you think he
is doing? You can see he's getting fucked." I spat out.

"Yea I can see it all you queer!" came the reply. "You didn't fucking ask
me if you could stick your thick prick up him. I own that piece of meat. He
gets fed cock each week, mine!  Nobody else can touch him. He belongs to
me. Fucking get out of his arse."

I was staggered. Here was a man claiming my boy, standing over the bed and
looking at us both. Me clamped inside the sweetest arse I had ever
fucked. I couldn't pull out. I was so deep and ready to abuse my
slave. This bastard wanted me to stop! He wanted the boy-cunt that I was
fucking. No way!!!

"I am enjoying MY BOY, watch if you must but I am not leaving this smooth
tight passage for you." I yelled.

"I screwed him two days ago. He took a big load of sperm. That should be
enough to last him for a week," the big man responded.

"Yea, he has taken more than that in the last few hours. He has an arse
full of cum and piss and a mouth that smells and tastes of spunk and piss
and my mouth juices."

"Shit you have fucked that into him?" the man asked.

"More," I said. "He has had a few old men screw his arse and fuck his
mouth. The sludge and juice are inside him."

My boy was lying quietly listening to this. He kept squeezing his very
strong and tight arse muscles against my cock. It was so, so good! His body
shook each time and I could tell he was scared. Fuck this big man, we were
both vulnerable to him. He could easily push me away from my slave and take
him. Being naked and very stiff-cocked I couldn't do anything.

"I want some of the boy," the man said.

"Oh I thought you wanted to take him away," I said surprised.

"I did, he hasn't said anything to me. In fact he hasn't spoken. The bloody
pussy arsed fag. I want to punish him for disobeying me. I will smack his
arse cheeks and fill his mouth with my cock as you fuck him as hard as you
can. We will both abuse this body, he needs to be taught a lesson."

My boy tensed, as he knew what was coming. He started to tremble at the
thought of the punishment he would receive. I felt his arse-lips quiver as
his body shook. He started to sob, the tears flowed.

"No, please, no, I can't take the pain of your cock. You hurt each time so
badly. My body has the scars of your last beating. No, please, no," my boy
screamed. "I'll do anything, make me drink from you but don't shove the
cock in my mouth I can't take it, I can't!"

"You will do what you're told you little faggot." His Uncle yelled. "I will
have my way with you now and you will take the abuse that we give you."

My boy was very scared and fearful. I knew I had to stop him being damaged
and severely hurt by this agitated huge man. He could harm him and cause
severe damage to him.

"Look" I said "You said that his Father kicked him out for being a fag and
you have been fucking him, but don't see yourself as one. I find it strange
that that a man like you could have any girl or boy you want, but instead
you choose to pick on your defenceless nephew for your pleasures, is he now
living with you"?

"You gotta be fucking kidding, he's on the streets now fella, he ain't got
no family, he's dead as far as we are concerned"

My mind was going in circles, oh God. My dream has come true, I thought
quickly. I was amused at how I could control the situation. " He can live
with me"

"WHAT?"

"I said he can live with me" the man looked at me, I looked down at my boy
his body was less tense, I could see some form of relief in his eyes.

FUCKING KEEP HIM, THE NO GOOD QUEER!

So there we were me and my beautiful boy, all set for our adventures, him
ready for any thing I gave him and me, well dreams do come true......

Watch this space (My Cyber's thoughts)

(This is a story that my Cyber and I jointly wrote. If you would like to
tell me what we should do, please email me. I will forward any mail to my
boy. If you fancy him please tell me I know he would love to read your
comments. If you want to tell him what you would do to his slender 18-year
old body that's great, please do I will get to read your desires then let
him. Do I stay in his country or take him back to mine? How will we cope? )