It was at the beach they first saw Danny. The fifteen year

old boy was

changing out of his trunks in a secluded area in the shade

of some trees. He

had been too lazy to walk all the way to the changing

house. Clint and Mark

had been immediately taken with the boy. They had arrived

too late to see

the strapping young stud bare assed. They missed that

thrill. They missed

seeing his teenage dick and balls swinging in the afternoon

breeze. But they

had caught him in his underpants. They had seen that

unbelievable lump of

boy prick flesh. They had seen enough to know they had to

have him.

You see, Danny had a problem. Oh, it doesn't seem like a

problem at

first. To most it would seem like a blessing. But in

reality, it caused

untold embarrassment and discomfort and shame. You see,

Danny was hung like

a fucking horse. At fifteen, he sported a prick most men

only dream about.

He could not hide it in pants, or swim suits, or jock

straps. It was thick

and long even in it's flaccid state. And the handsome blond

boy was terribly

shy to boot. He was painfully shy. He had no girlfriend,

where as most of

the boys in his class were bragging about having their

first fucks. Danny

didn't even date yet. He was kind of old fashioned in that

respect. A sweet

old fashioned boy with a fucking horse dick between his

legs. He didn't like

to change in the locker room at school, or in any locker

room because other

guys all stared at him like he was a freak. At school, the

boys teased him

and called him names because of his huge cock. Most of them

resented it.

At home Danny got no help either. His dad had died in a

tragic car

accident when Danny was eleven. Even at eleven Danny had

six inches of

prick, but no Dad to talk about it with. No dad to tell him

about the birds

and the bees. Danny's mom was away with work much of the

time, and the boy

was left to himself.

Clint and Mark would soon change that. They were good

looking guys in

their early twenties, looking to make some easy money and

have some fun.

That was pretty much their agenda for life. Now Clint

sauntered up to Danny

who was just hitching up his pants. The boy turned

startled to stare at the

rugged, handsome man.

"Hey, Kid, I am sorry to say this, but I got to arrest

you."

"Huh? What? Me? What did I do?" The boy bounced a bit

on the balls of

his feet, and his eyes grew wide. He was the kind of kid

who frightened

easily, which pleased the guys.

Clint flashed his fake badge as Mark came up alongside.

Mark could not

keep his eyes off the large bulge in Danny's jeans. Even

dressed, he could

not hide the dick.

Danny pushed some of the blond hair out of his eyes and

looked up at the

two guys. He was a slender, small boy. A slender small boy

with a huge

motherfucking dick. Perfect.

"Well, you changed right out here in the open. That's

the same as being

a prostitute or something. It's called hustling. You can't

walk around in

public showing off your dick and balls. " Clint tried to

sound as ominous as

possible, but he could hardly keep from laughing. The kid

looked so cute in

his fear.

"I eh.oh.Gosh.I came up here where no one would see

me."

"Are you going to give us a hard time, you fucking dumb

Shit? You are

outside, right? There are people right over there. You were

obscenely

displaying yourself. You are under arrest."

Danny's beautiful eyes filled with tears. His full lower

lips trembled.

"I'm sorry. I won't do it again. I didn't know. I didn't

want to go to the

changing house, cause guys stare at me there. Please

forgive me, just this

once. I won't do it again."

Now it was Mark's turn. "Damn right you won't. They'll

send you to a

reform school. They'll put you away until you are twentyone.

Let's go call

your parents."

"Oh please. I haven't got a dad. And it will kill my mom

if I am

arrested."

"Yeah, especially for flashing your dick in public.that

is so fucking

perverted."

Danny was crying pretty hard now. It made the guys'

pricks rock hard

and start to leak. Nothing like seeing a cute teen boy cry.

"Look just because you got a prick like a fucking mule,

that doesn't give

you license to go swinging it around where little kids

might see it. Or was

that your game? Do you like to show your dick to little

girls and boys? Do

you like to think about fucking little girls and boys? Are

you some kind of

sicko child raping pervert?"

Danny literally hopped from one foot to the other in

his agony. "No,

you don't understand. I haven't done anything wrong. I'd a

good boy." He

said that last part like a little boy.

"I am a good boy," Mark who was devilishly handsome and

a real hunk,

mocked the kid. "Get your bag. Let's go."

"Where are you taking me?"

"To the police station. You'll be booked and locked up

there until they

transfer you to a reform school. Cute kid like you won't be

lonely in reform

school for long. The black boys will love your sweet young

ass and mouth."

"Oh God, No! You can't do this to me."

"Oh yeah, nice blond boy like you, will become a cunt

for most of the

hard time boys at the reform school. You'll be ass fucked

twenty times a

day, every day." Clint chuckled, leaning around to get a

better look at

Danny's tight round fifteen year old ass globes. He would

be fucked all

right, but not in reform school. He would be riding up and

down, getting his

rectum stretched on the big dicks of Mark and Clint. But

not for a while.

First they would have lots of other fun with him. One thing

you have to say

for Mark and Clint, they know how to be patient. They can

stretch out their

fun for a long long time.

Clint grabbed a sobbing Danny by the back of the neck and

marched him

toward their car. People on the beach turned to stare at

the two older guys

herding the crying boy up the walk away from the beach.

As they passed a family 0of five just arriving, Mark

turned to them and

said. "Got to watch out for perverts, folks. We are plain

clothes cops, and

we just caught this freak flashing himself at little girls

and boys."

The family stood in shock. The father put his hands on

the shoulders of

his five year old son and four year old daughter. The mom

put a hand to her

mouth and another on the shoulder of their oldest, a pretty

eight year old

girl.

Danny wanted to die. He wanted to explain that he was

not a pervert.That

he had only changed there because he was shy about showing

his big dick. But

how could he say that? He trembled as the family eyed him

up and down.

"Yes, this kid is a real freak all right. He was showing

his big fat

naked freakish horse cock to kids just about the age of

your younger son

and daughter here. He would look for kids alone and then go

up to them and

pull his trunks down and swing his cock and masturbate it

in front of them.

He would show the little kids how an erect dick gets all

wet and dripping.

We didn't see it, but reports say that he actually rubbed

his cock all over

the faces of a bunch of little kids. We have been looking

for him for a long

time."

The family stood stock still, not knowing if they should

go on or back.

Mark and Cling smiled and chuckled as they ushered Danny to

their car.

"Honest, you got the wrong guy. I never did anything like

that. You got to

believe me."

"Tell it to the judge. Maybe he'll believe you. But I

doubt it after we

tell him that we saw you bare assed naked right near a

bunch of kids playing

in the sand."

It was after the drove around for about twenty minutes

with the boy

crying in the back seat, that they gave him the option.

"Of course we could forgive you and give you another

chance, if you were

willing to do something for us."

Danny wiped his eyes. "Anything. I'll do anything." His

breathing got

quicker. He was so fucking cute, Mark almost wanted to

abandon their long

term plan and just fuck the kid's face right there. But he

had to be

patient.

"Well, we shouldn't do this. We should just turn you

in."

"No, tell me please.what do you want? Please!" the boy

was so desperate

it made the iron hard pricks in the pants of his captors

throb and spurt

pre-fuck.

"Don't trust him Mark. He is a pervert." clint said,

giving his memorized

lines conviction. "You can't trust a pervert."

"Maybe he is just a mixed up kid, who needs some

guidance. He said he

didn't have a dad. Maybe he just needs some mentoring."

Mark rubbed his fat

dick in the front seat when he said mentoring. Neither guy

had had any sex

since fucking the shit out of a boyscout a few weeks

earlier. That kid

couldn't even walk when they finished with him. But that

had been a one time

quickie. With Danny, they had long term plans.

Danny's hands gripped the back of the front seat.

"Please give me another

chance. Please help me."

Clint pulled over and stopped the car.

"Okay, here's the deal. My buddy and me run a kind of

modeling agency

part time as a sideline. Being a cop don't pay shit, and

the modeling

business pays lots, especially with internet shopping and

shit. We sell

mostly guys clothes, and sporting stuff, and underwear and

shit like that.

But we are just starting out and can't afford to hire any

good looking

models. We model most of the stuff ourselves, but we need

some younger dudes

for the the teen line of clothes. If you model for us for

two months

without any pay. We will not turn you in. How does that

sound?"

"Oh, that sounds great. Please give me a chance.

Please." The cute kid

was just about begging to get fucked in the mouth and

pussy. Innocent

fifteen year old boy meat. But before the fucking, he would

be totally

degraded and humiliated. That's what gave Clint and Mark an

even bigger

thrill than actually fucking. Breaking a boy! Breaking his

mind as well as

his body. Breaking his spirit.

"I don't know, we got to think about this. What if we

trust you, and

then you betray us and don't come through with your part of

the bargain."

"I will, I promise. I'll work for you free. I'll show you

I am trustworthy

and good." Danny was actually bouncing on the rear seat.

He was so fucking

cute. Mark imagined how cute he would look with his mouth

stuffed full of

cock.

"Tell you what we will do. We'll have you sign a

confession, but we

won't turn it in. Then if you work for us for two months

and everything is

fine, we will tear up the confession. How's that?"

Poor Danny never even read the confession. Not that day

anyway. He was

too happy to get out of being arrested. The confession said

he flashed

little children. That he groped and molested them. That he

often forced his

huge cock into the mouths of kids. It was a disgusting

piece of fabricated

trash that would really get Danny in trouble if it were

ever read. Danny

signed it without even reading it. And then the horror

began. He arrived two

days later at an old house in a bad part of town that Mark

and Clint told

him was their photography studio. That's right, they let

him go that first

day, their dicks pushing out the front of their sticky

pants. They let him

go with a stern warning that he better show up for his firs

work session on

time. Danny thanked them profusely. They both laughed at

how trusting and

innocent the kid was. They jerked off together that night

talking about all

the filthy things they were going to do to the boy.

"Well, I'm glad to see you're on time. That's a good

sign,Danny. Things

may work out for you yet." Mike stepped back and let Danny

go into the

dumpy house that was sparce of furniture, but filled with

photography

equipment. Mike was wearing a tight white wifebeater. His

strong muscular

chest was capped with two large pouty nipples. His jeans

were tight and

displayed his hunky ass mounds and large package.

Danny was dressed modestly in baggy pants and a loose tee

shirt.

"Clint, our model is here." Mark said, walking deeper

into the studio

with his hand on Danny's shoulder. His fingers gently

rubbed and kneaded the

boy's shoulder. Danny was scared, but hoping for the best.

He thought he

could be a clothing model. Even though he was terribly shy,

he thought he

could do this because he had to. Clint walked up, sucking

on a beer.

"Good to see you Danny. Believe me, you made the right

choice. This can

turn out good for you as well as us. Who knows, you might

become a famous

model and make millions." Mark's fingers were gently

rubbing the back of

Danny's neck.

"Okay, let's get to work. First off, we need to shoot

photos of our new

teenage underwear line. So, we'll set up the lights,

while you change into

our brand new products." Clint handed Danny something. It

was very small.

It was a tiny pair of underpants. Danny suddenly grew

tense. His mouth grew

dry. He was expected to pose for photos wearing only this

tiny garment?

It wasn't until Danny was changing that he glanced up at

the walls of the

studio. They were covered with posters of boys Many of the

boys wore tiny

obscene underpants or thongs, but other boys were totally

naked. What kind

of clothing were they modeling? Some boys younger than

Danny were bare assed

and standing or sitting showing off erect dicks. Danny

became confused.

Other photos showed boys from the rear, bending over and

spreading their ass

cheeks to reveal their tiny assholes to the camera.

Now Danny as naďve and shy, but he was not stupid. No,

he was quite

intelligent, and he knew at once, these men were predators.

But what could

he do? They were police officers and had a signed

confession from him.

Mark saw Danny looking at the perverted posters and

laughed. "Don't

freak out, kid, we sometimes do some artistic photography

as well. There is

a big market for it on the internet. What are you waiting

for, go ahead and

change."

"Ah.ah.where is the changing room?"

clint laughed. "You didn't need a changing room on the

beach, you don't

need one here. Just get that pair of undies on. Time is

money.

Both adult perverts watched hungrily as Danny began to

undress. Danny was

freaking out, and sweat ran down his slender torso under

his tee shirt.

Clint sucked noisely on the neck of the beer bottle. He

could imagine the

bottle as the kid's dick, or he could imagine shoving the

bottle up the

boy's virgin asshole.

Danny wanted to cry again as he kicked off his shoes and

peeled off his

socks. He pulled his tee shirt up and off, giving the

perverts a good look

at his almost hairless armpits and his slender, smooth pale

body and nice

big teen boy nipples.

"Oh yeah, Blondie, you are going to make a fine model. I

can tell that

already." Clint rubbed the front of his own bursting

jeans. Nothing like

healthy innocent fifteen year old boy meat. Unless of

course it was healthy

fourteen year old boy meat.

Danny hesitated a bit too long before opening his pants.

"What the fuck are you waiting for? Do you want us to

dig out that

confession and turn it in? Now strip, Fucker!"

Suddenly the tone in the room had changed. They were no

longer pretending

to be kind and gentle.

Danny undid his pants and let them fall and puddle

around his feet. He

stepped out of them. He had nice big finely arched feet.

Fifteen year old

growing boy feet. Sometimes watching a new piece of kid

meat undress for the

first time, mark could hardly control himself. He sometimes

shot right in

his pants.

Danny stood in his underpants. The guys could see that

his prick hair was

darker than the hair on the boy's head. The fat boy dick

curled in his

underpants.

'I think these are too small. Do you have a bigger size?"

Danny held up

the tiny garment he was supposed to model.

"Look, Twerp, we been in this business for two years. We

know what size

fits. They will look fine on you." Clint readied the

camera.

Danny turned away from the two photographers and stripped

down his

underpants. He didn't like showing them his bare ass, but

it was better than

letting them see his balls and cock. They were very happy

getting a first

look at the fine young boy ass that they would soon be

fucking the shit out

of.

And the kid had prime ass. Prime fifteen year old ass.

Perfectly smooth

globes, well rounded and lightly muscled with little

dimples. A deep crack,

hiding a teenage boy asshole that would soon be stretched

beyond belief.

Danny quickly kicked his own underpants to one side and

stepped into the

ones he was to model. They were very small. He tugged them

up. They had a

strange cut to them. They fit like skin, but the front, the

crotch area was

designed like a special pouch to hold his dick and balls.

The boy's large

genitals rode up and out in the pouch, clearly on display.

The underpants

were terribly obscene.

"I don't think I can wear these." Danny stammered

seeing himself in a

mirror. He looked like a slut. His balls and prick bulged

out the front of

the underpants, and the material was so thin that his skin

color showed

through.

"They look fine on you. Our customers will really enjoy

this. Now come

over here into the lights." Danny padded on naked feet

into the lighted

area. There was a stool there.

"Sit on the stool and spread your legs as wide as you

can."

"I don't know.I don't think."

"Just shut up and do it. We got to show off the features

of the

underpants." Danny was shaking so badly he could hardly

keep his balance on

the stool. He spread his slender lightly haired legs. His

dick and balls

bulged up even more. Mark had also picked up a camera and

the two guys

started clicking away.

"Smile at the cameras. Show us you have what it takes to

be a model

instead of a reform school boy. If you don't get into this,

you are useless

to us, and we might as well turn you in."

Danny tired to smile. He wanted it to be over. How could

he have gotten

himself into this kind of mess? What had happened? Sweat

ran down his body.

"Wait a minute. You are sweating like a fucking pig."

Mark strode up to

the boy and started to rub his hands over the kid's naked

body. He rubbed

the boy's sensitive nipples, and they grew hard and

pointed.

"Got to get some of this sweat off you." Mark's hands

went down to the

boy's thighs and rubbed them. Then he rubbed the kid's

smooth flat tummy.

Then he ran his hands lightly over the fat lump in the

underpants.

"Not a bad package. That should sell underpants." He

laughed.

"Isn't it illegal for underage boys to do this?" Danny

asked, hoping for

a reprieve.

"Shit, what is legal or illegal doesn't mean shit on the

internet. Now

stand up and spread your legs. Put your hands on the stool

behind you and

lean back, now push your hips up and out toward the camera,

so we can see

our product."

Mark's dick lurched in his pants. It was so fucking hot.

The young boy

looked like some kind of fucking whore, pushing his prick

and balls at the

camera.

Danny's breathing grew ragged. He felt like he would

faint. The lights

were so hot.

"Push those hips out.push them right at the camera."

They were taking

photos of his dick covered by only a thin piece of

material. In close ups

the entire shape of his cock could be seen through the

cloth. Danny was

super shy about his big cock. He tried to keep it hidden

from the other boys

at school. Now he was practically showing it to the camera.

These photos

would be on the internet. Strange guys would see his cock

covered only by

thin white underpants. Danny started to chew his lower lip.

"Oh yeah get some of his chewing his lip. He looks like

a fucking blond

haired bimbo that way. A big dicked airhead. Good. Now

turn around kid, and

show us your pretty little ass. Jesus, that is a good

looking teen ass. Now

lean on the stood Danny and push your ass out at the

camera."

"Oh God." Danny didn't know if he could stand it.

"Come on, push that ass at the camera. Arch your back.

Get that ass out

there. Spread your legs some and shove that ass at the

camera."

Danny grunted and pushed his ass out. His waist was so

slender, his body

so smooth and pale. That the photos were fucking dirty

without him even

being nude. But the guys were just getting started.

"Okay Danny, not bad for your first shoot. Now let's

have you change into

something a bit more revealing."

Young Danny's mouth fell open. MORE REVEALING?

"It's such a nice day out, let's take some photos of the

kid outside."

Danny grew even more pale. "You can't do that.not

outside."

"Why the fuck not? We arrested you stripping and

changing outside. So

what's so awful about doing a little modeling outside? Now

hurry up and

change into the red bathing suit."

Mark walked over to Clint. "Holy Christ, I want to fuck

that little ass."

"Patience my friend. We have all the time in the world.

We've got big

big plans for little Danny!