The naked teenage boys danced around a naked fifteen year

old Danny, while

the men in the audience masturbated or had some of the

younger boys jerk

their dicks. Then the men in the audience became more

aggressive. Some of

them too the boys by the neck and pushed their faces down

to heir stinking,

throbbing, leaking pricks. Mr. Gaily had picked up a long

wooden pointer and

he walked along the bleachers, slapping boys in the ass or

balls if they did

not do a good enough job sucking dick.

Danny standing naked on a pedestal with his hardon

sticking out and

starting to drip, could not believe what he was seeing. The

older naked

eighteen year old boys twisted and turned, dipped and

leaped as they danced

around him. Danny could see they were not happy. They were

miserable, but I

suppose being in a perverted dance class with other boys is

better than

going to prison and getting ass fucked all day every day.

As the boys

danced, their big fat dicks flopped about and slapped their

thighs. These

boys must have been picked because of the size of their

fuckmeat. The cocks

grew harder and harder as the boys danced. They arched

back so their fat

dicks pointed up at Danny who was playing the part of

Aphrodite. Danny's

own dick drooled fuck slime from the viagra he had been

given. The dancing

boys had dripping dicks now too. Strings of leaky fuck

trailed from the

pulsing pricks of the teenage boys. Do normal healthy boys

like to drip fuck

leak in front of each other? Do boys drip fuck leak at the

gym or the high

school? Imagine how these boys felt.

Eventually the perverted dance finished with the muscular

older dancers

frigging their fat pricks to ejaculation. Streams of fuck

slop sprayed

across the dance floor. Then on the last few seconds of

music, the boys

dropped down on all fours and crawled to each others'

puddles of spooge and

started to lick the cum from the polished wooden floor.

These were big, well

muscled boys, and it was obscene to see them licking cum

from the floor with

their long wide tongues, like animals. Most of the men in

the bleachers were

grunting, and while some shot their loads of spunk down the

throats of young

boys, others just let loose and sprayed their fuck into

metal dishes

provided for that purpose. Mr. Gaily used those same

dishes for the boys'

lunch.

Mr. Gaily announced a break before the German Slap Dance.

Danny stood

next to Mark and Clint feeling stupid. He was still totally

bare assed naked

and he still wore the dumb blue girl's wig.

"You make a real sweet cunt, Danny." Mark kidded,

slapping the boy on the

smooth asscheek. "What's this I feel? The twat has a bit

of baby fuzz on

his ass globes. That will never do. We will have to shave

his ass too!"

Mr. Gaily joined them, hearing just the last part of the

conversation.

"Let me see the boy's ass." He demanded, turning Danny

around by grabbing

the boy's dick as if it were a handle.

"Oh my that is a fine boy ass. That is one of the most

fuckable asses I

have ever seen, but I suppose you two selfish gents are

keeping this

boypussy for yourselves." Danny closed his eyes in

humiliation as the old

man fingered his ass.

"We haven't decided what to do with his ass yet. We are

still in the

modeling stages of our game. We own the ass for two months,

I can tell you

that much. And I am sure that during that time, we will

want to visit you

and your fine school again."

"Spread your legs a bit boy, so I can get into your

crack." Mr. Gaily

ordered. Danny let out a tiny sob, but spread his legs.

Mr. Gaily ran a

finger up and down the soft moist ass crack.

"I would love to see this ass gang banged. I could

create a dance based

on the Rape of Lucretia! Young Danny here would be

Lucretia. Or perhaps the

Rape of the Sabine Women. Every boy in the school would

get a crack a this

fine young teen boy pussy." The finger was now deep in the

hole, rubbing

across the actual asshole pucker.

"Bend over boy, and reach back and spread your ass cheeks

for me."

Danny didn't move. He couldn't do such a demeaning thing.

Mark slapped Danny hard. "You heard the man! Do it,

Asswipe."

Poor young Danny bent over and spread his ass cheeks.

Never before in his

innocent life had a man looked at and touched his asshole.

Mark grabbed the

boy by the head and rubbed the kid's face across the crotch

of his trousers.

"This is what you want, isn't it, faggot? You want some big

fat dick in your

little cocksucker mouth." Danny couldn't even protest, his

mouth and nose

were squashed right into Mark's bulging crotch. Meanwhile,

Mr. Gaily was

rubbing a finger back and forth over Danny's asshole. It

felt really funny,

kind of tingly and it tickled.

"I have to get back to my classes. These gentlemen pay a

great amount of

money to watch my boys dance. The next dance is the German

Slap Dance. The

boys start out by slapping their thighs and heels and

chests.then they

pair up and start to slap each other. With the boys naked,

the dance takes

on an interesting tone as their bodies become pink and then

red with slap

marks. Then the boys began to slap each other balls! They

slap each others

nuts harder and harder, until boys collapse to puke or pass

out. The last

boy standing is the winner."

Clint eased Danny away from the teacher's finger which

was probing the

asshole entrance.

"We'd like to stay, but we have a few more stops to make

today."

Mr. Gaily frowned. "You really must shave that boy's ass.

That ass fuzz is

so unsightly, even if it is blond."

"Yeah, we are going to take care of that later on today.

Come on

Sweetheart, time for lunch." Mark cupped Danny's asscheek

and gently pushed

him toward the door.

"Can I at least have my red swimsuit back?" Danny

could see they were

leading him back out to the car.

"Naw, the red one wouldn't fit you with that big fat

hard on you got.

Fifteen year old boys and their hardons. I remember when I

was fifteen, I

was pretty much sporting wood most of the day."

"It's the pills you give me. They make me hard. It's

not my fault."

They marched Danny outside and over to the car. He

was seen by only a

few little boys of five or six who were playing Cowboy and

Indian. The

little guy playing the Indian said to his pal, "See, you

are my captive, and

now, you got to be naked like that boy, so I can torture

you."

The little cowboy smirked. "Only if you take off your

underpants under

your loin cloths. Besides that kid is older and he must be

a faggot."

Mark stopped to listen to the boys. It was so cute to hear

them talk this

way. He walked over to them. They looked up at the

muscular stud with

respect.

"You kids are right. That boy getting into the car is a

faggot. Faggots

just love to take off all their clothes and play with their

dicks. But all

boys love to get naked and play with their dicks. It's

normal. It's even

normal for boys to play with each others dicks. You boys

should try it some

time. My buddy and me play with each others dicks all the

time and we are

not faggots. We love to get naked and rub each others

dicks. No what makes

that boy getting into the car a faggot is that he likes to

take off all his

clothes and rub his dick right in public. Right in front of

other people. He

will do it in school, in church, at the mall. That is

really sick. At least

boys should go someplace private like one of your rooms

before you take off

all your clothes and rub each others dicks." The little

boys just stood

there nodding. Mark grabbed the huge lump in the front of

his kaki shorts

and gave it a squeeze. The boys stepped back a step. Mark

laughed and went

to the car.

Danny was sitting naked in the back seat, with his

throbbing erection

pointing toward the ceiling of the car. He has his legs

spread wide and his

big teen balls rested on the car seat.

"That looks real pretty, Danny." Mark said, sliding into

the front of the

car.

"Oh he wasn't sitting that way at first. He was curled

up in a little

ball. I ordered him to sit like that. Look how fat and full

his young nuts

look. That's cause we been churning cum in those sacks all

morning."

"Well, they are going to get a lot fuller before we're

finished. A nice

fat ball sack filled with cum will look good for this

afternoon's photo

shoot."

The guys turned the air-con on full, and Danny's nipples

grew hard and

pointed. He felt terribly vulnerable sitting there totally

bare assed in the

rear seat of the car.

"Hey, look, there is a school bus filled with kids going

on some kind of

camping trip or something. They look like boy scouts. Yup,

they are Boy

scouts all right. Look at those cute little fuck me

uniforms. I always say,

there is nothing like helping a Boy scout earn his merit

badge by fucking

him in the ass and mouth. Let's pull up next to them."

"NO, please don't, they will see me." Danny trembled,

his erection

quivering.

"Now Danny, don't you dare close your legs or cover up.

In fact, show us

what you learned at dance class. We want you to slowly

masturbate your hard

dick. But don't you dare cum! Just sit there smiling with

your legs spread

and jerk on your dick. This will be great."

They pulled their car up next to the bus. It took a few

minutes for one

of the boys to look out the window and down at them. Then

his eyes grew

buggy and he screamed something and pointed. Now the

windows along the side

of the bus filled with cute little boy faces. They were

all looking down at

the car with Danny seated naked in the back seat frigging

his fifteen year

old prick.

"That's it, Danny, just keep pumping. Give those boys a

nice show. Look

up at them and smile."

"Oh God, please no."

"Look up at them and smile! Show them how to do it. Now

spread your legs

real wide and put one foot up on the front seat by my door,

and one foot up

next to Clint. Be careful as he has to keep his eyes on the

road.Get our

feet up on the rear of the front seat and your legs spread.

Now arch your

crotch up high so the boys can really see it. Now frig that

dick. Beat that

fuckmeat. I want to see those balls bouncing and dancing.

Oh clint, I wish

you could see this. I do believe some of those boy scouts

on the bus are

jerking off. Okay, Danny, you can relax. But keep your

prick hard." Clint

and Mark laughed about the bus incident for quite a while,

talking about

which little boy in the window had the cutest face. Danny

slumped in the

rear seat, now and then fingering his prick to keep it

hard, which with the

viagra, was not difficult to do. He prayed to God that the

perversion was

over for the day. But God was busy elsewhere.

They pulled into a Mc'Donalds' Drive through.

"Oh.no." Danny moaned.

They pulled up to the speaker. A kid's voice asked when

what they

wanted.

"Pull out quick. I think this is a kid who goes to my

school."

"We'd like two double Quarter Pounder meals with diet

cokes. And what

should we get for the faggot in the back seat?" Clint

spoke very loudly

right into the speaker.

"I beg pardon, Sir" The male teen voice asked.

"We got a faggot with us in the rear seat of the car,

and we don't know

what to order for him. Faggots love wieners, but you don't

have them. Do

you? Do you have big plump wieners for the faggot?"

"Sir, I'm not sure I understand." The kid sounded

tense.

"Just give us a large order of Chicken Mc'nuggets for

the faggot. And a

coke for him. He's been sucking dick all morning and his

mouth is kind of

icky."

"How can you say that about me. It's not true. You know

it's not true.

Those guys on the beach made me.and.and.oh God, please

don't pull

around. I am sure that boy goes to my school. Please! I am

begging you!"

But they pulled around right up to the first window. And

there stood a

really cute looking sixteen year old boy from Danny's

school. He looked down

into the car, and almost dropped the diet coke in his

hands. He recognized

Danny at once. There was Danny, seated bare assed naked,

with a huge

leaking erection. Danny tried to turn his head away, but

Mark snapped at

him.

"Danny look at the server. He is asking you if you want

any condiments.

These fucking Faggots got no manners, huh, kid?"

The teenager just stood there looking through the

window, his mouth

agape. Like a zombie he took the money and passed the food

through to the

car. Mark and Clint were busting a gut laughing. Danny was

crying. His

beautiful eyes filled with tears. His cute nose running

with snot. He was a

fucking mess. And he hadn't even been molested properly

yet. That was still

to come.