Poor fifteen year old Danny was in a real fix. He stood

there in front of

Mark and Clint in a tiny red swimsuit that was little more

than a thong.

They both had ugly hardons in their pants, and Danny could

see them. Danny

knew now that these two undercover cops were perverts. What

he didn't know

is that they were not really cops at all. They stood there

sipping beers and

eating up the eye candy of an almost totally naked fifteen

year old boy. My

God, he was beautiful. The slender waist, the curve of the

back leading

into the nice full ass mound, and that huge prick package

in front. Fifteen

years of fuckable boy meat. Mark love the boy's still

developing chest with

the rather large nipples. He loved the tight smooth tummy,

with very light

hairs going down toward the prick. He loved the boy's

slender neck and

innocent childlike face and blond hair. He wanted to see

the boy in extreme

pain and agony and meant to make sure he did. But first

some humiliation fun

for the shy kid.

"This suit is really too small. My.you know.my balls

keep falling

out." It was true too. When Danny moved one or the other

of his big

hairless teenage balls would slip out of the red material

of the suit. This

really made the kid ashamed. He had to keep tucking his

nuts back into the

tiny red suit. The suit was really more of a pouch with

straps, kind of like

a jock strap. His entire ass was bare naked with a strap

going tightly up

his crack. The air on his ass felt really uncomfortable.

The suit was so

tiny that it's top was only about an inch above the root of

his dick.

"Hey that suit looks great. And you look great in it.

Turn around."

Danny blushed from the top of his blond head to the tip

of his cute

little toes. He turned. His right ball dropped out of the

suite. Clint

suppressed a chuckle. The kid's nuts were almost hairless.

The beautiful

naked globes of his ass came into view. Such an enticingly

deep crack. So

fucking fuckable.

Clint and Mark lived to molest and fuck boys. That was

really the only

interest they had in life. Shoving their thick dicks

painfully up tight boy

holes was their only hobby. Hearing a boy squeal like a

stuck pig was their

only music. And showing no mercy was their motto.

"Okay we want to get some shots of this suit outside."

Danny spun around and both balls dropped out of the suit.

He was red now

from shame. "I can't go outside in this suit. Please, you

can't make me do

that."

"Do you want me to send that signed confession to Police

Headquarters

right now? I don't want any more shit from you. Now walk

over to the door

and open it and go outside and we will follow, taking

photos.

Danny's legs felt weak as on his big teen feet he padded

toward the door.

How could he go outside dressed like this? He opened the

door.

The house that served as a studio was located in a really

shitty area of

town. Dumpy houses, dead lawns, garbage everywhere. Old

battered cars lined

the curb. The street corners were filled with black

teenagers hanging with

nothing to do all summer but fight, fuck and do drugs.

Danny froze when he saw the gang of black teen thugs

about twenty feet

away.

"What are you waiting for. Go outside and down the walk

a bit. Then turn

toward us."

"Oh God, please don't make me do this." Danny was

actually crying.

"Get your ass out that door if you know what's good for

you."

Danny stepped outside into the sunlight. He felt

naked.worse than

naked. Somehow the red suit was so erotically obscene, it

made him feel like

some kind of whore or slut. He wanted to cover his genitals

with his hands.

He took a few steps and his left ball popped out. He

quickly tucked it back

in.

"Good, Danny," called Mark from the darkness of the

house. "Now stretch

like you are enjoying the sun. Good, arms way up in the

air. Good now bend

over like you are picking something off the grass. Keep

your legs spread and

straight. Bend from the waist so we can see that beautiful

fifteen year old

ass."

Danny did as he was told. His ass globes rose to meet

the sun as he bent

over. The strap dug deeper into his young ass crack. The

black boys at the

corner noticed him, and started whistling and calling out

"Faggot!"

Danny stood up and blinked. The boys were moving toward

him. There he

stood naked except for the red thong, facing a gang of

muscular black

hoodies. "Oh shit," Danny said, as he realized both his

balls were hanging

out

"Yo, fucking Faggot, you wanna suck some big black dick?"

One of the

homeboys shouted, and the other laughed. On bare feet,

Danny backed away

from the approaching boys. Back toward the house. Then he

tripped and fell

backward onto the grass on his bare ass. Both his nuts and

his big teenage

dick fell out of the red pouch. The black boys kept coming,

now they were

rubbing their crotches.

"Whoooeeee, dat white boy is getting nakid for us. Maybe

he wants us to

fuck dat sweet young ass of his."

Danny tried to scramble to his feet, but he slipped and

fell to the grass

again. Then he crawled toward the house. Crawling made his

young ass even

more enticing. His ass mounds rose and fell, and his

teenage balls swung

between his legs. He was so fucking innocent. Clint and

Mark kept shooting

photos, making sure to get the hot black thugs in the

pictures as well.

Danny reached the stoop, but before he could hurl himself

inside to safety,

the door slammed in his face. He tried the knob, but it

was locked. The

black teens were getting closer and closer. He could

actually smell their

summer nigger sweat. The boy in front was licking his thick

pink lips and

rubbing his huge erection in his low slung pants.

"What a pretty little white boy you are. We gonna turn

you into a little

white cunt. We goona fuck that sweet ass until you can't

walk anymore."

Danny turned and pounded on the door. He was sobbing

hysterically. The

door opened a crack. A chain kept if from going further.

Mark's handsome

face filled the gap.

"Oh God, help me. Let me in. Please."

"Take off the red suit and then we will let you in."

"What? Take off.Oh God, I can't Please. I can't"

The gang of black boys had gathered not five feet away.

They were

licking their lips and rubbing their dicks. They were a bit

hesitant about

coming closer because they didn't know the situation of the

guys in the

house. Still, this piece of chicken was enticing.

"Take off the red suit and throw it through the crack in

the door. Then I

will let you in."

Danny in a panic, hurriedly undid the strings and let

the tiny red

suit fall off of his slender pale, trembling young body.

Now his huge dick

and full young balls swung free. He was totally naked in

front of a gang of

black boys.

"Oh my, dat li'l white boy is hung like a nigger!" The

black leader said.

He rubbed one hand up under his blue jersey and pulled on

his big black

rubbery nipples. He wanted a piece of that white boy badly.

"What you doing

in our neighborhood, white boy?"

"I'm here.I'm doing.a.I'm a model and we are doing a

shoot for an ad

for underwear."

"Don't look to me like you got any underwear on now."

Danny stood there totally naked. His fat fifteen year old

prick started to

shrivel up with fear, but it was still plenty big.

"Toss the suit inside and we will let you in." Mark

said.

Danny turned and threw the tiny red suit into the house.

"For the love of God, open the door."

The young black thug, who was about nineteen years old,

stepped up to

Danny. He raised one had and pinched one of the boy's

nipples.

"What a pretty little thing you are. I would sure love

to turn you into a

cunt. You wanna come wit us, white boy? You wanna be our

cunt?"

"Ooooopppppeeeennnnn the dooooor." Danny screamed,

feeling as if he

would collapse from fear. Suddenly without warning, Danny

began to piss. He

just couldn't control it. He pissed from fear. His fat teen

dick reared up

and shot a spray of piss all over the low slung jeans of

the nigger thug.

"What the fuck you doing?" the black boy scowled and

flicked open a

knife. "Now I gonna cut your dick off! Make you a true

cunt."

Suddenly the door opened and Mark stood there with a

Beretta nine shot

automatic in his hand.

"Okay, Pickaninny's time to go home and fuck your

momma's."

The black scattered. But the leader looked back. He

was a handsome

black boy with a cruel face.

"I gonna remember dis, mutherfucker!" he hissed.

"Move your black ass. I think your daddy needs a blow

job.!"

Danny found himself lying naked on the floor. He was

trembling and his

stomach felt like he needed to puke. His breathing was

irregular. Mark

turned around laughing and put one food on Danny's naked

ass.

"Shit, that was fun. And Clint got it all on film from

the window. We can

use some of that on our website. Mark has misled Danny by

telling him that

they had an underwear catalogue on the internet. What they

really had was a

young boy porno site. That's right. They made their money

displaying boys in

all kinds of agony and debasement. It was a hobby that made

money. Lot's of

money. Thousands of perverts surf the internet everyday

looking for

underground sites that feature taboo subject matter.

"Jesus, look at the prick on that kid. He really is a

find." Clint was

staring down at Danny's naked dick and balls. Then he threw

Danny a tiny

pair of cut off jeans.

"Get dressed kid. For the next part of your photo shoot

we got to go to a

nearby gym."

"A gym?" Danny was shaking so badly he could hardly sit

up.

" Yeah. We want some photos of you in underwear doing a

workout at a gym.

We got a buddy who owns one. So get dressed."

Danny stared at the worn cut-offs. "Where are my

clothes?"

"You'll look better in these. Besides we got to hurry.

No time to get

fully dressed. Just slip into these and let's get a move

on. Time is money."

Mark was out starting the car. Danny pulled the cut-off

jeans up over his

naked body. They were much too small. He felt terrible

wearing them. He

could hardly close the button at the waist. When he stood

up, they hurt in

his ass and at the crotch. They were just too fucking

small. Further more,

they were unwashed and smelled of piss and cum. The

material in places was

stiff from dick leak.

'I can't wear these."

Clint laughed. 'You sound like a fucking record. You

will wear them. You

will do whatever we tell you to do. Now let's go."

"What about a shirt?"

"You don't need no shirt. We are going in a car. You

don't need no shirt

or shoes. You are fine just the way you are." Of course

Clint and Mark were

fully dressed.