How Danny made it running around the track at the health

club with a full

erection, he will never know. Several times he almost

passed out from the

stress of shame. Danny felt embarrassment easily,

especially when it

concerned his big dick. You would think a fifteen year old

would be proud of

a big thick cock, but Danny was at that very self-conscious

age when boys

are so awkward with their bodies and their self image.

Danny reached the

point where his two blackmailing captors were waiting for

him.

Once again, they put their hands on his sweating body

and began to rub

him in an erotic way. Mark rubbed and squeezed Danny's

naked ass globes, now

and then actually sliding a finger up and down the boy's

ass crack. Danny

had never been touched there, and it made him feel sick to

his stomach. How

could another male want to touch his young ass? At the

same time, the

viagra had done it's work and the boy's dick was rock hard,

pushing out the

front of the see through posing thong type briefs. His fat

cockhead and

thick shaft were clearly visable. Cling set about rubbing

the boy's

nipples.

"Please don't do this to me. I can't stand it."

"Danny we are getting some excellent shots for our

website. Just keep up

the good work, and we may let you off the hook earlier than

agreed upon."

Clint pulled the boy's tender tits out from his smooth

boyish chest and

rolled them in his fingers. The nubs became sore and

stretched out of shape.

Big tears rolled down Danny's beautiful face, and Mark and

Clint felt their

dicks leaking in their jock straps. This was the ultimate

high for them.

Even more than the actually ass fucking of the boy which

would of course

come in due time. The humiliation and destruction of the

boy's self image

was the best part. Boys at that age are so fragile. They

are trying to hard

to be men and to act grown up, but inside they are

frightened children.

Danny gasped out loud as his erect dick shot a little

squirt of pre-cum

into the transparent pouch of the briefs. The wet material

clung to his big

pink prick head, making the look even more obscene.

"Please tqke me out of here. Take me away!" Danny

pleaded.

"As soon as you finish your last two laps. Two more laps

to go. But this

time Danny, we don't want you to run. We don't want to wear

you out. So this

time walk around the jogging track. Walk nice and slow. And

don't you dare

cover yourself with your hands for even one second. If you

don't walk slowly

enough, we will have to add on more laps."

Of course some of the more conservative members of the

gym had already

complained about the perverted display to the manager. But

the manager was a

good friend of Marks, and Mark had promised him a crack at

the boy's crack.

The manager would get to shove his nine inches up the boys

tight little ass,

if he let them have their fun and do their photo shoot. A

bit part of

Danny's shame is that it would continue on the internet.

Even after his

ordeal was over, his photos would be posted on the internet

along with all

the personal information about his life. He would be

branded a fifteen year

ld faggot. No one would believe the truth, that he was not

a faggot, but a

boy trapped by circumstances. Mark and Clint would make

sure that when

school started in a few weeks at the end of Summer, Every

boy in Danny's

school would get a link to Danny's Website. Oh yes indeed.

The boy's agony

was only just starting. By the time the school year

started, there would be

plenty of photos on the website of the fifteen year old boy

with cock in his

mouth and up his young ass. Danny would be ruined for life.

Mark and Clint

wouldn't settle for anything less than the total

destruction of the teenage

boy.

Now, with tears running down his face, and his wet prick

pushing out the

front of the transparent briefs, Danny started his fourth

lap. His boyish

chest heaved with every breath and his pink tortured tits

rose and fell.

His tight tiny tummy fluttered with tension. His naked big

boy feet padded

on the running track as he slowly walked around the health

club. Those who

had not complained or turned away gawked openly now at the

near naked youth.

He was stunningly beautiful. He was pure fifteen year old

boy fuckmeat. His

ass globes rose and fell as he walked. His prick swayed and

squirted yet

more pre-fuck into the sticky pouch, some of it now leaking

down in strings

and hanging from the thin material. Some males produce more

lube than

others. Danny was the kind of boy who leaked abundantly.

Sometimes at school

when he got an involuntary erection in his pants from

looking at some girl,

his shorts and even his jeans would become soaked with

fuckleak.

Perverts whistled and hooted. Some guys were brave enough

to reach out and

pat his pink ass or stroke his stomach or chest as he

passed.

Guys stood close enough now to whisper terrible things to

him.

"Hey pretty boy, want to be fucked?"

"Want my eight inches up your boycunt?"

"Want to suck some fat dick, Fuckface?"

"Hey twat boy, spread your pussy lips for us."

Danny cried harder and harder. Tears dripped from his

chin onto his chest.

He had never imagined in his life such horrible talk. It

was much worse than

the guys at school talked in the locker room. Sure at

fourteen and fifteen,

the boys at school talked constantly about fucking cunt,

and about how they

wanted to ram this or that Twat at school. They called

other guys faggots

all the time, but most of that was in jest. And no one ever

called Danny a

faggot, because he had the biggest dick in his grade. Even

most of the girls

in school knew that Danny had a huge prick. Many of them

shot glances at the

bulge in his jeans, trying to gauge exactly how large and

thick that fucker

was.

Danny thought his journey round the jogging track would

never end. But all

things, good and bad come to an end in their due time. Once

again he reached

Mark and Clint.

"You are really giving those guys a good show, Danny.

Good work. Look at

that prick leak. Danny, you need some help here. Don't

worry, we're going to

help you out." And While Clint held the boy from behind,

rubbing his

swollen dick into Danny's ass crack and pinching his

nipples with his

fingers, Mark put his hand down to the slime soaked prick

pouch and began to

rub Danny's dick through the material.

'Oh God, no, don't do that. I'm going to cum. I don't

have much control. I

am." Danny twisted and heaved his smooth pale young

body. Across the

gym near the jogging track, faggots were openly jerking on

their dicks now.

All hell had broken loose in the health club.This golden

haired youth was

like a Siren of Old calling to the lust in the men

watching. They could not

control themselves. What sane man could ignore a leaking

fifteen year old

boy with the face of a Michelangelo model?

Mark felt Danny's thick fuck tube. He loved playing with

teenage prick.

His own fucker threw a really solid boner because he was

after all still

quite young, but there was nothing like the erection of a

boy of thirteen,

fourteen or fifteen. They were like steel springs. They

actually vibrated

and throbbed and bounced and slapped the young tummies.

Boys that age had

erections so hard they were fucking painful. Mark fingered

and rubbed the

swollen fuckslab. Danny moaned and tried to twist free.

Then he arched his

back. His ass globes clenched. Clint pushed his jock

covered prick hard

against the boys ass. Danny went up on his naked toes. The

perfect archof

his young feet was accentuated. He yelped like a puppy out

loud. And he

shout a huge load of boy fuck into the posing briefs. It

not only thoroughly

soaked the briefs, it shot out up onto his stomach. It

dripped through the

material and hung in globs from his thighs. It coated his

dick knob and

dripped down onto his nutsack.

"That a boy." Mark said hugging the beautiful boy.

"Now you should

feel better."

Danny slumped and had to be held up by the two perverts.

Clint took

advantage of the moment to let one of his fingers slide

into Danny's tight

sweaty asscrack and probe his tiny virgin asshole. Oh Shit,

that was a tight

little hole. It would be heaven to bust open and stretch.

Clint almost came

himself, imagining what pain was in store for Danny as his

youthful asshole

was opened wider and wider and stuffed with every

conceivable kind of

object. When they finished with the boy, he would have to

wear diapers

because his bowels would no longer be working properly. He

would be so

totally reamed out up his rectum asscunt, that his hole

would never ever

close. To do such horrible things to such a beautiful,

innocent boy was what

Clint and Mark lived for.

Danny stood there, head buried in shame against Mark's

muscular manly

chest. Fuck ran down his leg and dripped from the briefs.

"Oh God, I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. I couldn't help

it." the boy

sobbed.

"Nothing to be ashamed of, Danny. It's normal for boys

your age to lose

control now and again. We're used to it in our business.

But aren't you

forgetting something? You still have one lap to go."

Danny pulled back in horror. "You can't make me walk

around like this?"

Mark smiled. "Exactly like that. And don't you dare wipe

any of it off or

we go back to the beginning and start all over. And make

sure you don't

cover yourself with our hands or arms."

Can you imagine what it must have felt like for Danny? At

fifteen to have

to walk around a jogging track at a health club, ogled by

twenty or more

perverts, with your own fuckslop dripping from your dick

and scrotum and

running down your legs.

Danny actually had trouble breathing. He feared he would

have a heart

attack. Mark and Clint stood there laughing and shooting

photos as Danny

circled the health club once more, this time his belly and

crotch soaked

with his own boycum.

"Did you have an accident, Slutboy?"

"Here let me lick that up for you."

"Naughty girl, to finger her clit until she cums!"

The obscenities hurled at him were mindfucking! Some

perverts actually

reached out a finger to scoop up a little teen fuck. Well,

the fuckslop of a

fifteen year old boy is often quite delicious to those who

have a taste for

such things.

Danny collapsed onto his knees before he got back to Mark

and Clint. His

legs just gave out.

"I.I can't walk," he called out to them, as the

perverts watching

applauded and roared with laughter.

Clint smiled. "That's okay Danny, just crawl."

So leaving a trail of sperm on the jogging floor behind

him, the handsome

young boy crawled on his hands and knees back toward his

tormentors. There

is no more beautiful sight on earth than a naked teenage

boy crawling in

misery. So fucking humiliated, his ass globes high in the

air, his back

arched. His toes digging into the floor. He crawls on hands

and knees.

He barely made it back that way. His arms and legs just

didn't seem to

want to work. His dick was swinging flaccid now in the wet

transparent

pouch. His teenage nuts hanging low. He was a fucked up,

fucking asshole of

a high school freshman. And his torment was only just

starting.