Date: Mon, 23 Sep 2002 21:15:01 +1000
From: michael hines <hines@pnc.com.au>
Subject: It Hurt 17

This story has not caused any problems for anyone, as it is a part of my
imagination. Nothing written here occurred. 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 known way of knowing whether you are younger. If you
are be careful because this work is not for you. Please email me if you
have some suggestions as to what should happen or tell me about this
story. The characters in this story are not practising safe sex and you
should not imitate their behaviour. Be safe and take care.

				IT HURT 17

I lay in a heap on the bed. I was in the foetal position, so bruised and
used. I HURT, HURT, HURT. My body was awash with cum and the smell of piss
invaded my young nostrils. My torso was smashed I thought. My arse-hole
farted and gurgled as I shat out the Bull's hot liquid that he had shot up
me and the remains of the soapy enema that he had fucked up my 13 year old
passage. I was sobbing and hurting more than ever before. The Bull had
laughed as he pulled out of me and walked away.

The room was quiet. I realised that I was alone. No one was with me. My
friends had gone. I was cold and hurt lying in the sloppy mess that had
poured up and over me. Shit I hated this. Why had I let myself get to this
level? I felt so degraded and used. I tossed and turned, sobbing as I to
find a good place to sleep. There was no comfort. My body was too young to
accommodate the cocks that had used my boy-hole especially the Bulls.

I tried to figure out why no one was here. Sam, Paul and Barry, gone! The
Bull and his pals, gone!

The room was cold and dark. My legs ached along with my back. I hurt in the
neck and my cock felt like sandpaper. I held it for some sort of
security. My strokes didn't help.  Doesn't anyone want me now? Am I simply
a fuck to fill with cum and a boy to hurt then leave?

Yea maybe that's where I am at I thought. My body and arse are good for men
but they don't care after using me. They certainly don't want to know me
when I'm hurting. Maybe Barry did or Terry why aren't they here?

I thought about Terry, my dipper black man. He slammed me to the mattress
when he fucked my young arse. He docked me and cuddled my slender frame. He
lost control of himself inside me and made me have incredible orgasms. He
was a big man and I loved his arms around me after the hurt!

I tried to sit up. No way! My bum was aching so much I couldn't face
sitting on it. I became desperate for relief. Nothing worked. I kept
leaking juice from my sore and sorry hole and playing with my cock didn't
help. My face was a river of tears and my muscles ached even more as I
tried to move. I sobbed harder and gasped as the pain seared though my
body. Every movement caused me to spasm and cry out as the hurt got
worse. My back and bum slipped and slithered on the bed of piss and cum
that I shat out or was pulled over me.

As I tried to find a place to comfort my body I heard a movement near the
bed. I opened an eye and tried to focus. Someone was near. A hand touched
my tortured neck and lifted my head.

"Daniel, you must come with me," a voice whispered close to me ear.  "You
can't stay here it's not safe."  I had no idea who it was. I didn't want to
move or do anything.

"I can't move." I spluttered. "I have been through too much. I don't want
any more. Please don't hurt me. I hate it. I don't want your cock ramming
into me. Go away. Fuck off."

"No Daniel its Terry and I won't screw your hot arse now. I want you to be
safe." The voice continued.

I focussed some more and sure enough towering over me was the black man who
had fucked me. I remembered his cock in the toilet and the ride home to his
friend's house with me sitting on his lap. I remembered his huge foreskin
between my legs and later up my School- boy arse hole. I remembered his
love for me and protection when I was fucked by so many men.

Yea I knew this man.

"Terry, I panted, "It's you."

"Yes Daniel and I must get you out of here." He replied. " The others are
in trouble because Paul's mother decided that she wanted her son with her
and she arranged for some men to come here and remove him. They did and in
the course of the removal they saw what was happening to you. Paul was
dragged to a car and Barry and Sam have been beaten almost to a pulp. The
Bull man that fucked you is lying outside the house really messed up. The
other men escaped and avoided these bastards."

My senses improved and I listened hard to Terry's words.

"They took Paul and beat Barry and Sam," I quizzed.

"Yes they did," Terry replied. "The Bull man did not want to know you after
he fucked you. Barry and Sam don't want you here and all the other men are
afraid to have a young boy like you around them. They asked me to remove
you and send you home."

"I haven't got a home. I thought it was here," I simpered.

"No Daniel it's not." Terry said. "I'm going to take you back to where this
started. You must work out what to do from there."

"Do you mean that dirty toilet where we met?" I asked.

"Yes Daniel where we met." Terry said.

My face flooded with tears as I contemplated the situation. I wasn't
welcome. I was a boy that they could hurt and now kick me out.

"You're too young and we can't take the risk of having you around. Paul's
mum knows about you and she has threatened to expose what has happened to
the authorities and take action." Terry said.

"I don't want to go. I am so sore and so full of juice. I don't want to
leave. What about Barry, he loved me." I said.

"Yea to a point but it's over. He can't handle the problems in having you
here," Terry responded.

"But he set up the Bull to fuck me." I simpered.

"Yea, well it didn't work. The Bull is lying outside on his arse. His face
looks cut and bruised and he can't move."

"It did work, he fucked me so hard and long he hurt my butt. I can't
move. He shoved his cock up my boy-cunt and shot into me. I still have his
spunk leaking out of my hole. " I replied.

"Daniel, you have been hurt by many men. They want your hot boy-cunt and
use it to hold their cocks in a tight place as they fuck their cum up
you. A boy's arse hole is the tightest place for cock. It grips and grabs
and the arse juice slimes the long hard cock as it plunges into you. You
get hurt, the men get hot as they shove deep and hard and cum. They don't
care about your hurt. They lose control and fuck like mad. I fucked you
hard and long, remember?  You are a lovely root and your hot box is the
best place that I have entered. I lost control of myself when I fucked you
and would again. You are so tight and moist and grab so hard and love the
cum. You scream out wanting it deeper and harder. You are a wonderful
fuck." Terry said.

"I am hurting,' I squealed. "I can't take another battering."

"You won't as I am taking you out of this place and dropping you back to
where we started." Terry replied.

"Why?" I screamed.

"Because it is not good to have such a hot young boy here." Terry said. "We
can't take the risk of you fucking every cock and getting us into
trouble. Pull yourself together and I will carry you to the truck."

"I don't want to go. I want men to screw me. I want cum, I want to be
fucked." I screamed at Terry.

"I know," Terry replied, "and I want to fill you again. My cock has been
hard ever since I saw you lying in this dirty mess. Daniel I know you want
men and love the hurt. We have to go and you must understand that you are
too young to be around this sordid scene."

"I want cock and want you Terry," I pleaded. My hurt was diminishing as I
thought about the cock that Terry had fed into me before and the hours that
we had spent in his bed with his big arms around me. I loved this huge
black man.

"Come on Daniel let me carry you to the truck, that's where we started."
Terry said.  I felt Terry's arms pull me from the bed and cuddle me to his
strong black torso. He held me and made me feel good.  I was placed on the
passenger seat of the truck and squirmed as my boy hole hurt and slopped
onto the seat through my pants.

"I'm shitting cum and juice on your seat." I told Terry.

He nodded and said nothing. Terry leaned over me to strap the seat belt
around my body and pulled me legs forward so my weight was more evenly
balanced. My hole felt better as the pressure was reduced. I fell back
against the headrest and closed my eyes. The cabin was warm and at last my
arse had some comfort.

The truck fired up and I felt it move forward. Terry said nothing as the
truck accelerated.  I was so drowsy and so sore and sorry that I let the
motion of the truck rock me into a partial sleep. As I napped I was aware
of a whistle from Terry and a happy song coming from his big black lips. My
body cramped up and at last collapsed into sleep.

The motion ceased and I felt a wake up call as Terry whistled in my ear.
"Daniel we are not back to square one yet. I want you once more." He said.

I squirmed and opened my tired eyes. Terry had his cock in his hand; his
other arm held my head down level with his piss-slit. He was tugging his
thick black skin down his stem. I smelt the juice that coated his uncovered
knob. My body still ached. Terry held me tighter and urged my young lips
over his fiery red cock-head. My mouth opened by habit and I slid my lips
around his prick head.

"I want you Daniel, I want to fuck you in the bushes outside the truck. I
want to root your arse and fill you with my spunk." Terry purred into my
ear.

He started fingering me as I salivated on his juicy knob. Terry's hands
played with my body. He ruffled my hair and gently pushed my mouth further
down his stem. I was sucking his juice back into my throat tasting the
salty pre-cum mixed with stale piss. Terry's arm rubbed my shoulders and
moved down my back. My pants were undone I realised as I felt his large
palm rub my buns and tease my hole. He had the magic ointment!! I felt it
moisten my arse ring and he slowly fed it into my tender opening. It was
like an anaesthetic. I became numb to the hurt around my boy-pussy hole. I
pulled at his fingers with my inner muscles and felt him push his fat
digits into me. I squirted some juice onto them and fell back as he excited
me. I wanted Terry more and more as the ointment did its work inside my
passage. Terry fucked more fingers up me. I pushed back and welcomed his
invasion. The treatment he was giving me had removed the intense pain. I
could feel his fingers deep inside my arse and his digits exploring my
boy-cunt. Terry found my gland and probed it hard rooting it with his
fingers. This made me so hot. I wanted him inside me. I started leaking cum
and grabbed his hand with my passage muscles. I wanted Terry. I was alive
again and wanted to be fucked!


Terry pulled me from the truck and carried me into the dense bush.  He
stripped me and laid me down on the forest floor. I was naked and wanton.
Terry's huge uncut cock towered over my face.

"Suck me hard and deep Daniel take my cock down your throat. Cover me in
boy spittle and juice from your mouth. Suck me, lick my head, juice my cock
ready for your arse." Terry pleaded.

I inched again towards the glistening head. I loved sucking Terry and
wanted his monster in my throat. I grappled with the thick knob as he
pushed it onto my tongue. I tried to open wider to take more. I felt the
juice escape the slippery head and trickle down my throat. I started to
gag, lick, suck and dribble at the same time. My mouth was full of his
thick, uncovered cock-head. I sucked and sucked Terry's tool. It was so
fucken big in my 13-year old mouth. I wanted Terry inside me. I was a
cock-slut. I had to suck him into my throat.

I tried to breathe through my nose and suck Terry's thick uncircumcised
cock deeper. I was wound up and had to have his knob slide over my
tongue. Terry fucked my mouth, pulling back and then shooting into my
throat. Each thrust hit my tonsils and pissy spunky left overs shot over
the back of my mouth organ. I was a boy being fucked by a man-cock. Terry
squirmed and fucked more into me. I sucked harder and faster as he pushed
further into me. I tasted the juices that he expelled and felt his semen
dribble into my mouth.

Shit I was so hot and wanted him to root me. I pulled from his hot cock and
the bath that it was giving my mouth and turned around presenting my
13-year old butt to his face.  Terry seized it and started to lick me
out. I shot some cum and slop into his mouth as he tongued me. He felt me
and sucked and licked my battered hole. I was numb around my arse ring and
only felt him when he licked into my passage. He slobbered and spat and
sucked my messy arse juice down his throat. My cock was charged up and the
spunk was close. I was on heat and wanted this man. He was so big and so
sexy. I wanted to give him my body and make him fuck my hole.

 I knew that I had control of him as he was eating me out harder and faster
than ever before. I felt his tongue rape my hole. It slobbered and spat and
sucked some more. My juices ran to his throat. He gurgled and swallowed. My
hole was his to fuck. I wanted him. I pushed back and farted more slop into
him. He tongued me out spitting up me again and again. If ever a young boy
was on fire for cock it was me.

Terry was making every hurt nerve tingle and rekindle ready for his
onslaught. I was sweating, tingling and panting as I pushed my bum-hole
back onto his churning organ. Terry's hands played with my balls and
cock. I was so erect, as his expert fingers encouraged my balls to send
their sperm racing up my solid stem.

"I'm going to cum." I yelled out. "Stop me Terry I want to cum with
you. Hold me tight and stop the flow. I want to hold it back. Please Terry
don't do me yet. Let me feel it shoot as you fuck me. You want my arse,
give it to me I want it the way you did me before. Screw my tiny hole and
root your long fat foreskin up me. Hurt me if you want. Screw me please."

Terry's fingers clamped the base of my cock tightly with his strong stocky
fingers. I jumped as he slowed the torrent that he had caused in my thick
appendage. My sweat increased with my desire. I had to get his penis up
me. I wriggled and squirmed as he slowed me down.  Terry's mouth continued
to demolish my arse-hole. My boy-cunt was sloppy and wet and full of
tongue. I was rock hard in front and leaking pre-cum. My tiny body was
squirming and aching for relief. Terry kept sucking and swallowing and
cleaning my hole. I fucked back time and again onto his tongue. I wanted a
root. I wanted him up me. My body was aching for cock. My nerves were on
edge. I screamed at Terry demanding his cock.

He kept sucking.

Terry lifted my slender hairless legs pulling them around his neck,
balancing my body on the ground by my shoulders. My arse-hole was higher
and more open for his incredible suction.

He started to lick my boy-hole and run his tongue across it in wide
strokes. I was so turned on. My bum was wet and so ready for him. He licked
my hole and spat into it. I was open and ready.

"Fuck me." I screamed. "Give me your cock. Root it into me. I can't stand
any more I want your huge cock up me. Please Terry root me. Give me your
cock. My hole is yours, fuck it hard. Do me please, do it"

Terry kept licking my 13year old hole. He spat up it and licked it and
sucked every bit of juice that I had left. I was so horny and so ready to
be fucked. He was teasing me and making me hotter as every tongue lick
excited me further. My cock was leaking a steady stream of spunk and I
wanted to shoot my load. I wanted Terry to root me into a huge orgasm. He
kept teasing my arse.

"Lift up Daniel and let me play with your hole some more I want to open you
further and then fuck my cock into your lovely arse." Terry sighed.

I fucked against him and lifted, waiting for the hurt that would come as he
fucked into me. I felt the twigs and leaves rub my back as my body
descended to the ground. Terry held me and put his huge cock against my
tiny hole. I felt him rooting my arse lips slowly and riding my tender
passage. It was so, so good. Terry was fucking me. My arse hole was numb
and took his fat knob easily. He pushed further and fucked deeper. I felt
the pain and the size; I had been fucked earlier in the day by the Bull. My
hole was loose and open for male cock I thought especially after the
tonguing it had received, but Terry was so fucken big. I had taken him
before but now I was hurting even though he had fed me with the magic
ointment. I squealed and screamed as he fucked.

"No Terry," I yelled, "don't do me, take it out I can't take you. My arse
is hurting and you are so bloody big. Take the fucken thing out of my
arse. I don't want to be hurt again. Leave me. Stop fucking my hole. I
can't take you. Stop, don't fuck my arse. You are to big, leave me alone. I
can't screw you I hate it. Stop it, I don't want you up me. I can't take
any more hurt. Leave me alone, stop raping my arse."

Terry kept pushing and fucking his big cock into me.

"Daniel take me, take my cock up your boy-hole. It gets better when you
relax and when I slam against your gland. Take my cock up your boy-hole,
shit back and feel my fast prick rooting your hole. Take my man-cock up
your arse. You want to be fucked, take this." Terry exclaimed.

I screamed and yelled but Terry kept fucking. I knew what he would do to
me. He slid deeper and lifted my body from the ground. He pushed my legs
from their position around his neck and rotated my body around his cock.

"Awww shit it fucken hurts don't, fuck, oh hell you bastard. You have
turned me over using your cock as the pivot. Oh shit it hurts Terry, fuck I
can't take any more." I shrieked.

"I'm going in further Daniel. Get ready for my cock. Scream if you want but
you are going to get fucked the way you need it." He roared at me.

My Shoulders now supported my body and my face was slammed into the leaves
and dirt. My knees could not touch the ground. Terry had me in a vice grip
and shit he hurt as he fucked. My passage was twisted I thought as he spun
me round. I was now taking his cock; it was so thick and deep.

"No Terry," I sputtered through the leaves. "Stop, let me up. I want to
stop. I'll do anything to make you stop. Please don't hurt me. Please stop
fucking."

Terry ignored me and started to slam into me making my shoulders smash
against the ground. My body crumpled with his force. He lost control and
opened my bowels with his mammoth thrusts. I started shitting, sweating
more and screaming. His cock belted against my bowels and scrapped my
gland. I felt a moment of pleasure then the hurt continued.

"Leave me alone." I sobbed. "Don't do it. It hurts too much I can't take it
any more."

Terry's cock enlarged in my passage. I felt him throb and push me deeper
into the leafy soil. He hit my spot and held still. My body reacted by
mouth screaming and arse shitting and cock exploding cum. I rocked and
shook as Terry moved against me. His cock found my spot each time and made
me explode over and over again. He started to cum. Did he cum. Boy it
washed up me and flooded my gland, making me fire up each time. By now
there was no juice left to shoot, just the pleasure that I registered every
time he spurted.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh." I screamed. "I love it wow you have me. Fuck that load into
me. I want you Terry stay with me. I want you rooting me. It feels so good
you fucking my spot. Cram that cock and cum up me. I want you Terry fuck me
and make me take your cum deeper."

I felt Terry's sweat pour over me and his cum juicing my arse. He was so
deep up my hole that I felt no pain, just the joy of him filling me with
cum and making me shoot as he shot against my gland. It was so good. Terry
lowered his body over mine and turned me on my side. He stayed inside me
and held me in his strong arms. I had been well fucked and welcomed the
flush of being well done. I pushed back into his arms and closed my
eyes. The warm glow of after fuck affected us both. We slept.

I woke first and felt the relaxed cock in my arse. I was sore, and my
shoulders hurt something terrible. I remembered how I had got into this
situation and why I had my arse full of semi-hard cock. I pushed my arse
muscles against the invader causing its owner to wake up.

Terry pulled away from my hole slowly and carefully. He moved his sweaty
body away from my back and rolled over.

"Daniel, I fucked you hard today. I hurt you more than I should." He
said. "You are full of my cum and you have shot a huge load over your
body. My cock is covered with your arse juice. I lost control and stuffed
you deeper than I ever have. You are one glorious fuck and you love having
your gland battered with fingers or prick. I hate losing you but we have to
go and I must return you to the place of our first meeting.

I lay beside Terry. My body was so sore and hurt everywhere. I gave up
trying to get any part of it comfortable. I listened to his words and
realised that everything had changed. My arse was full of Terry's spunk for
the last time.  I would not get Sam up me again or Barry. I would not have
Paul as my mate. I wouldn't get the Bulls of the World hurting and exciting
me. I was losing them all even the rapist who had introduced me to male
sex.

I started to cry and sob. My 13-year old body shook and trembled as I
realised that I could not control the situation. I had been swept along
with men fucking into me. I loved being with them and tried hard to
accommodate their big penises and let them use my arse. I wanted more. I
wanted to be hurt and wanted men to do it to me. I was at fault I
thought. The men needed to fuck a young boy and I was that young boy.

My tears streamed down my face and merged with Terry's lips as he licked
mine. He kissed me and shot his tongue into my mouth. I fought with his
tongue and welcomed his passion.  I was a hurt boy but this man who had
rooted me so hard and for so long loved me I thought.

I welcomed Terry's mouth and tongued him as he tongued me. We lay this way
for some time.

Terry disconnected from my face and pulled me upright.

"Daniel, we must go now. I have to drop you off. Come on, let's go." He
said.

I let Terry carry my sobbing body into the cabin of the truck. I had little
strength and hurt so much. Terry started the motor and drove us away from
the leafy glade. It took little time for him to reach the dirty toilet
where we met. I gushed tears from my eyes and looked at Terry. He was
crying and tried to avoid my gaze.

"Go Daniel," he said. "Maybe when you are older we may meet again but I
doubt it. Have a good life."

I had no choices left. Terry did not want me to stay with him. I was
hurting and so alone. At thirteen what chance did I have for a good life I
wondered? I sobbed and climbed down from the truck.

Terry put his truck into reverse and squealed the wheels as he leapt from
the car park. I looked at the dirty toilet and decided to clean my body in
the sink and sleep in my favourite cubicle. I hurt so much and needed to
rest. I had no home or bed. The cubicle was my only protection from the
World. I put my bag inside the frame and wanted to clean my body. I didn't
I sat on the pan, sleep came quickly, I gave up to my hurt.

To be continued in Hurt 18.