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   The Hitch-Hiker Part 1 - Myles (MMM, m, twink, rape, poz, human traffic)

   I met Myles near a bus station.  He was stumbling around with his
walking stick.  This kind of stick blind people use, to find their way
around.

   He was a good looking bloke.  Young and masculine, but also lost and
vulnerable.  He asked constantly for some assistance, but no one seemed to
care.  The people rushed by, without even noticing the young guy, who was
actually in need of help.

   So when I walked up to him, he heard my footsteps and addressed his
question into my direction.

   "Excuse me.  Do you have the time to help me please?" he asked in a
wonderful boyish voice.  "What's the matter?" I answered him in a friendly
tone.  "Oh thank you Sir.  I think I'm standing here for an hour at least
asking for help.  I lost my way.  I need to get to the bus station.  I got
a ticket to Fresno and I fear I might be late already." the guy explained.

   "When is the bus leaving?" I asked him.

   "At 8 pm" he answered.  We should have a few minutes left.  Are we far
away?" he asked me.

   I massaged my dick openly through my jeans and grinned.

   "Well....  you wandered around a bit.  I can try to get you there in
time, but I am not so sure if we can make it.  You got only 10 Minutes left
and we need to make quite a distance." I lied to him.

   In fact we were just one street away from the wanted station.

   "Oh I would be really grateful if you could lead me....." the blind boy
almost begged me.  "Sure why not.....let's see...." I answered and
continued stroking my forming bulge in my jeans.  "Are you still
there.....?" the boy asked me.

   I stood there and enjoyed the helplessness of this blind guy.

   "Yeah....  I am just thinking which way would be the fastest" but I was
not thinking about it at all.  I was rubbing my bulge while feeling the
tensed atmosphere.  The guy needed to get his bus urgently.

   "Can you give me a hand?" the boy asked me.  "Sure....  let's go this
way.......  "

   I chose a way, which would lead us to the station, but we would take the
longest possible way.  And instead of letting him take my arm to guide him,
I actually laid my arm across his shoulders to steer him around.  Sometimes
I even dared to let my hand run down his back giving him some pressure in
turning to obviously false directions.  But he could not see.  He was at
the mercy of my hand.

   And I even dared to push him around with my hand resting on his fine
ass. The twink was in such a hurry and a tensed state of mind; he obviously
didn't realize me groping at his ass, or he just didn't mind.

   Finally we reached the big bus station and while staying a little bit
further away I took a glance at my watch and sighed deeply.

   "We missed the bus I fear....  it is 8.05 pm" I told him with a
disappointed tone.

   "Oh no...." the boy answered out of breath.  "The bus to Fresno is
gone?" he seemed to be devastated.

   I gazed at the station and there I could see, the bus to Fresno was
actually still standing there, with open doors.

   "Yeah....  it is gone.  I am so sorry.  I tried my best....." I answered
him.  "It was not your fault.  I was not fast enough, it is always the
same" he said sadly.

   Meanwhile the bus really left the station and passed us by.

   I took a good grip at the boy's nape and asked him if I could help him
in any other way.  He shook his head and explained to me, that he was broke
and this ticket should bring him back home to his parents and his
girlfriend.

   "It is quite a distance you know.  But I could offer you a ride, if you
want to" I suggested to the stranger.  "Are you serious?  That would be
awesome.  You have been so helpful already and now this?  Thank you so
much! This must be my lucky day" the blind cutie smiled joyfully.

   "You're welcome" I replied, knowing it would be MY lucky day.

   I led the happy guy to my car and since it worked so well before, I
decided to steer him around with my hand on his butt.  He accepted it
without a word or a strange look at his face.  He told me his name was
Myles and he was 19 years old.  He talked about his school, his family, his
girlfriend.  I believe he would have told me his kindergarten stories if I
would have let him.

   I knew he was a tittle-tattler.  Everything helped, if it would buy me
time.

   After opening the trunk, I loaded it with Myle's backpack.  Of course I
helped him getting on the car.  I started the engine and opened my jeans
from the second button on downwards.  I wanked slowly and watched Myles
happy face.

   "Are we ready?" I asked and laughed.  "Ready...." Myles consented.

   We drove off...  totally opposed to the city, we actually wanted to
reach.

   The moment we got into the car, I knew I wouldn't use drugs on Myles. 
He didn't know the way I looked or the type of the car.

   "Listen Myles, I changed my mind.  We should talk about the subject of
payment" I started.

   Silence.

   "I mean, come on.  This is my gas and my time, you have to admit" I
laughed.  "I know, but I told you I got no more money" he sniffled.  "You
could pay me, by sucking my dick" I offered him bluntly.  "What?  What the
fuck are you talking about.  I am not gay!" he shouted out.

   In this moment I grabbed Myles' head and smashed it against the
dashboard.  After that, I slowed down the car and stopped it promptly.  Of
course I had checked before, that we were alone on this street.  There was
no other car in sight.

   "Listen bitch.  I didn't say you were gay.  I simply said suck my dick
faggot.  And if you are not closing your lips around my dickhead in one
minute, you will experience a new kind of pain.  I swear to god" I
threatened the boy.

   Myles was not bleeding.  His head hit the dashboard at the right side.
But I could see, that he was sort of dazed.

   "Now, what do you say bitch.  A nice blow job, while I drive you home?"
I asked in a more friendly way.  Myles nodded but expressed, that he never
had another dick in his mouth.  "Just no teeth.  Use your lipes to cover
your teeth and then just take my cock inside your mouth and inside your
throat" I advised him.  "Come on boy" I said getting a tight grip on Myles'
nape and pulled him down to my rocking hard cock.

   With that I continued to drive and while we sped up, I could feel Myles
soft tongue licking over my dickhead.

   I knew it would be my lucky day.....



   The Hitch-Hiker (Part 2 - Myles)

   Myles had never sucked a dick before.  He felt so sick.  Why did this
happen to him.  He was always a good guy.  Always friendly to other people
and now this misfortune happened.

   He missed his bus to Fresno and while hitch-hiking to his hometown he
was now licking a dick at this very moment.

   "No stains on my jeans.  Got that?  I don't want to run around outside
with cum on my pants.  If I cum, you gotta swallow it all.  Do you
understand that faggot?" I asked the boy, whose tongue was already
exploring my piss slit.

   "Oh man...  yeah...  push your tongue into my piss slit, you fucking
slut" I moaned.

   And the boy told me, he wouldn't know how to suck.  HA!  I laid my right
hand on the back of his head and stroked his hair softly.

   "You are talented in sucking dick, you know?  Now swirl your tongue
around my dick head.  Make love to it.  Imagine it is your girl friend.  Do
some french-kissing with it; I want to feel your lips around my cock.  Let
your tongue clean my pisser." I ordered him.

   I heard him sobbing softly.

   "What's the matter with you down there, aren't you enjoying your job?" I
asked him a bit moody.  I grabbed his hair and pulled his head up.  His
mouth disengaged from my dick with a lout `Plop'.  I looked down and saw
several dark spots on my jeans.

   "You son of a bitch, is this your spit?" I freaked out.

   Myles didn't reply.  He had actually taken care, not to drool onto my
cock or my jeans.  While staring down at my pants I recognized those stains
were only his teardrops.  He was crying steadily.

   "Oh - just your tears.  That's okay bitch.  Go on sucking me....  you
are good, but start swallowing my cuntbasher.  I want to feel your throat
muscles give me a good massage and don't drool on me, you cum addicted
tart." I told him and pressed his head down again using more force than
before.

   He would regret it, if my jeans showed signs of his working.

   Myles swallowed his spit before talking my hard prick back into his
mouth.  He covered his teeth with his lips, like I had told him.  The
pressure on his lips was more painful for him, but for me it was quite a
great blow job.  He pushed his head deeper towards my crotch and started
panting.

   He moaned things like `Oooooh' or `Nooooo'.  I couldn't understand it,
but I liked the way his throat vibrated with every tone.  After a while I
didn't even had to push his head down anymore.  I had both my hands at the
steering wheel and enjoyed the sensation of this young guys tongue on my
horny cock.

   We drove a while, when I stopped the car again.

   I pulled Myles from my cock and told him, he was giving good head, but I
needed to fuck his face now to actually cum.  He looked confused.

   "Don't worry and open your door.  Kneel next to the car" I commanded
him.

   He started to cry even more.  "Please, please don't kill me. 
Pleaaaase....  I don't want to....." he whined.  "Shut up, you idiot" I
shouted out being extremely horny.  "I told you, I will fuck your face
now.....  Open your gullet, you fucking whore and start kneeling there you
stupid cuntface."

   I went to the passenger's side and used physical force to make him kneel
before me.  The view was shielded by my body and the open car door.  Myles
wailed loudly, but there was no one to help him.

   I slapped his face several times.  I hit him so hard, that his head was
flying from side to side.

   "Open your mouth!" I repeated myself loudly.

   Myles was still not convinced, but he tried to comply by parting his
lips a little bit and I took the chance and pushed my hard member deep into
his throat with one swift stroke.

   Of course he had no chance to keep my jeans clean this way.  Soon he
started coughing and spitting.  I knew it and wasn't actually mad, but I
would still punish him, after shooting my dirty load into him.

   I showed no mercy and held his head by his ears while forcing myself
into his mouth.  I repeated myself quite often, that he should keep his
mouth open.  He knew he was supposed to accept my dick deep down in his
throat but he had difficulties breathing and at least 4 times he even puked
a little bit.  I gave him some space to vomit and reminded him afterwards
of his duties.

   After 15 minutes of hard face fucking I was moaning loudly.  I didn't
tell him that I would unload soon.  I simply drove my cock down to the
hilt, buried it deep in his throat and let my balls fire the charged cum
directly into his tummy.

   After my last shot I stepped aside and Myles fell on his arms and
struggled heavily.

   I was satisfied with myself, but also with the lad.  The moment he tried
to get up I started punishing him for mucking up my pants.

   I slapped him on his face and on his ears.  He tried to defend himself
or at least hold his hands in front of his face, but he didn't stand a
chance.  After two minutes of a good slapping I stopped the punishment.

   "Good job boy....  a very good job....."

   I handed Myles a bottle of water and told him to drink and to wash his
face a little bit.



   Then he had to get into the car again and we continued driving south -
closer to the Mexican border.....

   The Hitch-Hiker (Part 3 - Myles)

   Myles was so tired after the ordeal, that he actually fell asleep.  But
even in his sleep he was sobbing from time to time.  I drove through the
night and was thinking about my next stop.  I needed to fuck this lad,
before he would meet another `friend' of mine.

   If someone had to describe myself, he would surely say...  modest, nice,
polite and friendly.  This was my every day face.  The face I showed, when
I offered help to a neighbor for example.  But I had another, a darker side
in me and that side was not caring about anyone.  Right now I saw this 19
year old lad and didn't pity him.  Instead I wanted to fuck the shit out of
his ass.  I wanted to shred his insides and really hurt him, while fucking
my AIDS dick deep into his guts.

   The beast within...  was ready to strike again.

   We would still have time.  It was still another 5 hour drive to our
destination.

   I listened to Myles' breathing and sobbing.  It was like music to my
ears and made me hard again.  Only a few other cars were on the road at
this hour.  It was almost midnight.  I would have to find another parking
lot or a track across the fields.  It had to be abandoned.  I wanted to
fuck him on the backseat of the car.  It would be uncomfortable for sure,
but I liked the intimacy.  We wouldn't have much room and I would bang my
cock into him and there was nowhere for him to go.  He couldn't escape me.

   Half an hour later Myles woke up.  "Hey buddy....  feeling good after
your nap?" I showed my nice face and tried to do some small talk.  "How
long will it take to arrive in Fresno?" Myles asked me straight away.  "We
should be there right now....  where are you taking me?" he wanted to know.

   "What do you know, you can't see where we are and you can't see how fast
we are driving.  You know shit, so shut up." I replied and the mask
crumbled already.

   The next couple of minutes there was silence between us.

   I could see a sign for a parking spot.  I slowed the car down to check
if we would be alone or if there would be other cars already.

   "Are we stopping?" Myles lamented.

   "I said shut up" No other car was parking here.

   I drove offside the lot and stopped the car, then I gazed at Myles.  I
unbuckled my belt.  Myles heard the noise and panicked.  He wanted to know,
what I was doing.  I opened my jeans again.  Button after button was opened
and I shuddered a bit.

   "Please don't..." Myles begged.  "The price for my time has been
raised..." I mentioned to him.  "I cannot suck you anymore.  I still feel
sick from the last time.  Please don't force me to." he whined.  "I don't
want another blow job, but there is another hole you can offer me."

   You could `hear' me grinning.

   "NO...  Nononononoooooo...  I am not letting you fuck me.  No way - I
told you I am straight, you can't fuck me up my ass dude" he screamed
hysterically.

   I snapped his throat, choked him a little bit and told him to listen.

   "I will fuck your ass and you will let me shred your guts with my big
cock.  Don't fool me boy.  I don't care if you are gay or straight.  Your
hole doesn't care if you are gay or straight.  But your hole will be used
in a couple of minutes and now get into the back-seats of the car and start
undressing.  I want you totally naked, bitch.

   I opened my door and so did the twink.  While I walked towards to his
side the fool actually tried to run away.  I had to laugh loudly.  Within
seconds I reached him and punched him into his back.  I dragged him back to
the car, pulling him by his hair.  He was screaming like a girl.  I kicked
him into the back of the car and yelled again, that he should undress at
once.

   His whole body was shaking but he started taking off his clothes.  I
watched him opening his jeans jacket and fold it neatly.  I tore it out of
his hand and threw it to the ground next to me.  Then he took off his
shirt. For the first time I saw his white, almost milky skin.  It made a
beautiful contrast to the color of his hair.  He held the shirt into my
direction and I threw it also to the ground.

   "Pants" I said.

   He opened his belt and then he opened the only button.  With trembling
hands he pulled his zipper down.  I pulled at the fabric down at his feet
and so his jeans went off quite fast.

   "Enough" I said and entered the car.  I closed the door behind me and so
we `enjoyed' this intimate atmosphere.  Myles squeezed himself into one
corner of the back-seat and I was coming over him, like a wild animal.  I
tore his underpants from his body and he squeaked loudly.  I didn't even
care to look at his wrinkled little dick.

   "Stay on your back and part your legs you filthy whore" I muttered.

   He slid into my direction and I gave him some space.  Then I took my
place between his legs.

   "Condom...  please..." he begged me.

   I was fishing one of the rubbers out of my pants and handed him the
packet.  "Open it and get it on my dick, filthy cunt..." I sneered at him.
He was shuddering extremely, he almost couldn't open the packet.  Of course
it was one I had already manipulated.  The condom wouldn't survive 10
strokes, but hey...  the guy wanted a condom, and a condom he got.  He
unrolled it on my dick which took him some time.  It helped, him being
blind, so he couldn't see the damaged condom.  Then I told him to guide me
to his hole.

   He was still begging me to spare him, but he knew already that I wanted
to fuck him hard.

   I buried Myles under my body while I entered his system without any lube
or spit.  The bitch was so dry and narrow, only with an immense effort I
was able to push my cock head into the lad's cunt.

   "Let me fuck your cunt.  Open up your straight ass for me" I moaned and
with a grinding motion I started to push myself into Myles pussy.  His legs
were resting on my shoulders, so I could use the most power to attack his
unprotected hole.  After 6 inches of my junk had entered his body more or
less painfully for both of us, I started to jab into him brutally.  I knew
if I wanted to impale him fully I needed all the strength I could summon
and I was willing to give it to him.

   Myles had his underpants stuffed into his mouth for a while now.  His
screaming was just so loud, that I feared, the cops in Fresno could hear
him.  This way it was much better.  He was still grunting very loud and his
face was pained, but it didn't help him much.  After 10 minutes of
powerfucking, I was finally fully embedded into him.

   I pulled my cock completely out of his hole and checked the condom,
which was already broken and rolled up completely at the base cock.  I was
fucking him bareback now and since we didn't use any lube, he was quite
damaged already.  The red streaks proved to me, that I did a great job.  It
was the time to enjoy the fucking.

   "You're so hot and so tight.  You will be the new star in the brothel" I
moaned while fucking him violently.  Myles eyes were staring into nothing
and still I could see the shock in his face.

   "Hrrrmpffff Oooooh Noooooh Pleffffff" were the only noised he made.

   His ass was clenching my cock quite good, after I revealed his fate.  He
cramped fatally and I think this caused great pain into his arse.

   "In a couple of hours I will unload you and then you will meet quite a
nice guy.  He will help you to get over the border to Mexico...  you will
be soon getting assfucked and gangbanged all the time...  30, 40 dicks
every night.  Isn't that great?" I asked him gleefully.  "It's a win-win
for all of us" I giggled and while I was getting closer to my climax I
started rabbit-fucking the 19 year old lad.  I groaned so loudly when I had
the best orgasm for a long time.  Spurt after spurt I gave him the gift.

   After that I was totally worn out and collapsed on Myles.  I just laid
there between his legs and felt his heart beating like a drum.  He tried to
pull his underwear out of his mouth but I pushed it even further into his
mouth.

   I could hear him asking `why' but I didn't answer him anymore.  Finally
I pulled my cock out slowly and saw Myles hole stayed open nicely.  Then I
dragged him out of the car and opened the trunk.  Before pushing him into
it, I retrieved his backpack and bag.  It was too dangerous, in case he had
a mobile phone in there.

   The backpack and the other stuff I threw on the back seat.  Then I taped
his mouth.  His underwear was still crammed into his mouth, but I made sure
he was able to breathe through his nose.  I also decided to tape his hands
by his wrists - onto his back.  I didn't want him hammering against the car
from the inside all the time.

   He was twitching and jerking and I heard his muffled screaming; as the
trunk lid closed the darkness surrounded him.

   Soon his voice was hoarse from all the screaming.

   Finally I arrived at our destination.  It was a small town close to the
Mexican border.  I drove to a garage, which was actually just a fake. 
There were no mechanics working here.

   When I entered and parked my car within the garage, the door closed
automatically.

   "Amigo, how are you" a mean looking guy was welcoming me.  He was over 6
ft tall and full of muscles.  His head was shaved and his cold blue eyes
revealed, that he was no Mexican.

   "Hey man, I drove all night to reach you.  I got some merchandise as
promised.  Caucasian.  19 years old, heterosexual, blind....  I told him
about the circumstances.  Myles was not disappeared long enough to be
alarmed yet.  But if he would be sold today, he wouldn't stay long in this
garage.  He might be gone today already.

   A blind guy was something new.  Guys could probably get horny, if they
wouldn't have to see into the accusing eyes of a forced whore.

   "So, let's see him then..." The guy demanded.

   I opened the trunk and there he was.  He tried to get up immediately.

   "Heffffffff, hefffff meeeee" he croaked.

   The bald guy was already rubbing his bulge.  "Not bad....  not bad at
all....  I see you hit him a bit?" he inquired.  "Yeah - he whines a lot,
but I think that's normal, he likes getting manhandled.  He enjoys the
beating a lot and his body reacts the way it should." I explained.

   "Nice cramping...  we will see.  You know we gotta test him first.  You
got 15 minutes?  he asked me.

   "Of course" I answered.

   He called two other guys to the car.  They were also looking like thugs
and they lifted Myles out of the trunk.  The three criminals dragged the
boy to another room.  I already knew, that there was only one mattress on
the floor, to check the new merchandise for the Mexican market.  Myles
would get his first gangbang now, and I heard how roughly they used his
body.  He seemed to fight, because I could hear the beating sounds of fists
meeting flesh and then the hoarse screaming of the lad.

   Around 30 minutes later the bald guy came out of the `test room'.  His
jeans was still opened and he proudly showed his bloody thick basher.  I
could see through the open door, that Myles was fucked at both ends right
now.

   "I will give you 8000 dollars for him" he suggested.  "No, I want 12000
- he is unique as far as I know." "But we don't know if the johns will use
him as much, and I need to find a buyer for him also on the other side of
the border" the bald one insisted.

   "Give me 10000 dollars and he is sold" We made a handshake and while the
guy was getting the money, I unloaded all the stuff and threw it next to a
desk in the garage.  After I received the cash I counted it thoroughly.  I
got into my car and didn't even try to take another look through the open
door.

   After all...  it was my lucky day.



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