Jason crouched at the entrance to the barn. He was eighteen

years old, of

slender build with curly hair, and bare assed naked. Inside

the barn, they

were setting up lights and getting the camera's ready.

Jason was trembling,

not from cold, but from fear. His body was smooth and

hairless and he wore

glasses, giving him the look of a young intellect. Or a

nerd. He had a cute

face though, and that lent a kind of strange beauty to his

lack of muscle

and strength. He was a sensitive boy. A shy boy.



Next to him stood Mr. Black, dressed in expensive grey

slacks, a black

shirt and matching tie, and a gray and black tweed

sportcoat. There was a

slight chill in the night air. Mr. Black glanced down at

Jason's nipples.

Yes, they were pouty and hard, like pebbles.



"It won't be long now, Jason, they are almost ready

with the cameras."



"Oh, God, I don't think I can do this. I really don't

think I can do

this." Jason's voice was thick with fear.



"As I see it Jason, you really don't have much choice.

Now, we've been

all through this. You promised to be a good boy."



This was not how it was supposed to be. It had started

out so simply.

Jason had agreed to pose for some naked photos over the

internet in exchange

for cash. He really needed the money. He came from a poor

family and

couldn't afford college. Education was Jason's route out of

his dull, drab,

hopeless life. His family never understood him. His brother

was a jock and

popular. His brother made fun of him and called him faggot.

Jason's dad took





his brother's side in everything, and lately had event

taken to calling

Jason faggot. Imagine your own dad, calling you faggot!

Jason's mom was

loving and sensitive, but she didn't dare speak out. So,

one evening, out

of desperation, Jason had agreed to masturbate on his bed

with a video cam

watching him. It wasn't his cam. Oh no, he was too poor to

have one. He had

rented it with money sent by Mr. Black. Mr. Black had seen

potential in the

boy from the on line chats, and had invested in him. Jason

felt good about

that, even though posing naked really scared him. He was

thin and not very

muscular. Who would think him cute? Mr. Black had insisted

that he wear his

glasses when he masturbated. He said it added charm.



It really hadn't been all that hard to do. After all,

only a camera

watched him. That was the first time. Then Mr. Black had

wanted him to

masturbate again. This time in front of a live group of

men. Jason had

refused, and Mr. Black had informed the boy that since he

had invested time

and money in the kid, Jason owed it to him. He then had

some of his goons

beat Jason up. Not badly, but painfully. They knew where to

hit a guy, how

to pinch him, which nerves to touch to send waves of pain

through a body.

Jason now lived in fear. He had to do what Mr. Black

wanted. That was how it

started.



It got worse and worse of course. Soon Mr. Black had

Jason sucking cock on

film. All kinds of cock. Latino cocks with thick foreskins,

huge black





cocks, white cock, cocks of young boys and cocks of fat old

men. Cocks of

studs, and cocks of dwarves. Jason became a cocksucking

star at eighteen.

His films sold well, because he often cried while sucking

the dicks.

Audiences loved that. When Jason had tried to run away, Mr.

Black had

dragged him back and submitted him to an electric shock

session. Then he had

threatened to send the cocksucking films to his mother.

This almost killed

Jason. It hurt far more than the shock. He loved his mother

more than

anything in the world. The one think he wanted was for her

to be proud of

him. So he continued with the horror imposed on him.



Next of course, Jason was ass fucked. Mr. Black himself

fucked him the

first time. He liked intellectual looking boys in glasses.

He rammed the

pretty, smooth pale ass of the eighteen year old boy

mercilessly. He

stretched Jason's tender pink asshole obscenely. Jason

screamed out in

agony, and the camera caught it all. Then Jason was gang

fucked. In one

film, an entire black basketball team fucked his ass in a

locker room.



Jason was a fucked up mess. Mr. Black, true to his word,

had given jason

quite a bit of money for his talents, but what good was

that, when Jason

couldn't get out? Jason couldn't quit!



"Okay, I think they are ready. When I yell, action, you

know what to do.

This is going to be a big moneymaker for us Jason." Mr.

Black reached down

and rubbed his hand through Jason's curls, like he was an

animal. Well, he





was, wasn't he? How had it come it this? Simple! You have

to up the ante.

You have to increase the stakes. The audiences get tired

of the same old

thing, so the humiliation, the degradation, the abuse has

to escalate. It's

simple marketing.



"Action" cried Mr. Black, and slim young cute Jason

crawled naked into the

barn. The cameras picked him up. The lights on him. He

crawled with his ass

up high, as he had been taught. He made sure his scrotum

swung as he

crawled. Mr. Black hated retakes. The barn stank of

straw, leather, horse,

and shit. Jason kept his legs wide apart as he crawled. It

was more

difficult to crawl this way, but the cameras could catch

his teenage balls

swinging better that way. Now the cold was gone, and Jason

was sweating

under the hot lights used for filming. Mr. Black's videos

were of the

highest quality.



"Over there, to your right!" Mr. Black directed. Jason

turned his body

and crawled to his right. Sure enough. There it was, right

in front of him.

A huge steaming pile of fresh horse shit. Jason felt faint.

He wanted to

die. He crawled until his face was over the pile of

horseshit. He held his

breath so as not to pass out, the smell was so

overwhelming.



"Do it!" Mr. black yelled. The camera men were

shooting with one hand,

and jerking on their dicks with the other. It was so sexy,

watching a bare

assed naked teenage boy so totally degraded. Mr. Black

sure new how to do





it. Nobody did it better! Not even Roger Moore. If you

listened hard, amid

the sounds of the sable, the horses stomping and shifting

in their stalls, a

roaming farm dog snuffing around, you could hear the steady

thumping of the

cameramen masturbating their dicks as they watched the bare

assed boy.



Jason felt weak. His body started to slump.

"Ass up.keep that cunt up in the air!" Mr. Black

directed.



Jason immediately arched his back and shoved his ass

globes high in the

air. He had been taught.the cunt is always available.

"You are wasting film, motherfucker!" Mr. Black yelled.



Jason stuck his tongue out of his mouth and leaned down,

touching the

very tip to the pile of horseshit. You could hear the

camera men suck in

their breath. They couldn't fucking believe what they were

filming. Jason

started to lick at the pile of horseshit. Like some kind of

sick fucking

animal, he licked at and then began to eat the horse shit!



"Holy Fuck!" One of the camera men said, getting a close

up of the boy's

attractive full lips covered in horseshit.



Jason had to eat the entire pile of horseshit. That was

Mr. Black's order.

He had to lick his lips at the camera and open his mouth

and show it full of

shit. When G. Gordon Liddy said "What doesn't kill you,

makes you stronger!"

he was wrong. What doesn't kill you, makes you more

submissive, less human,

even more vulnerable! And Mr. Black liked nothing more

than a vulnerable

boy. His only wish was that Jason had been a few years

younger. A fourteen





year old boy forced to eat horseshit really brings in the

money.

"Okay, move on, Fuckface!"



Young Jason lifted his shit covered face from the stable

floor. There was

even a smudge of shit on his glasses. He looked totally

pathetic and very

sexy. His dick swung as he crawled on in the stable, and

over to a second

pile of horseshit. His stomach already felt bloated. He

burped and horse

shits smell came out of his mouth. Brown strings of saliva

ran from his

chin.



"Oh God, I can't" he moaned as he stared down at the

second huge pile of

horse turd.



"Go for it, Asswipe!" The dicks of the cameramen were

leaking all over the

place.



Eighteen year old Jason ate a second pile of horseshit,

then a third. Then

he vomited and camera caught all of that. Then Mr. Black

ordered him to lick

his vomit off the barn floor! "You make a mess, you clean

it up!" Mr.

Black's dick was hard as iron in his pants. How the fuck

far could he take

this boy? Was there nothing the boy would not do? Mr.

Black intended to

find out.



Next The eighteen year old kid was ordered to crawl over

to one of the

stalls. His face was now covered in horseshit. It dripped

onto his chest as

he knelt up. He faced the Horse's ass. The horse's tail had

been cut and

only a stubby nub jutted out over the horse's asshole.



"That horse is completely immobile. He has been braced

and tethered. He





cannot buck. There is nothing to be afraid of, Jason. Now,

Jason, I want you

to lick and suck on and eat out the horse's asshole! While

you do it, I want

you to masturbate. Do not cum, but jerk the hell out of

your teenage dick

while you tongue fuck and suck on that horse's shit hole!"



The entire stable spun. Jason thought he would faint. He

stood up and

grabbed his nice thick teenage prick and started to beat

it. He bent over

slightly to bring his face to the horse ass. The cameras

moved in. The

camera men were going nuts, masturbating their own

throbbing leaking dicks.

Jason brought his cute young face up to the horse ass and

reared back from

the stench. Even though his own face was covered with horse

shit, a gaseous

overwhelming smell emanated from the horse's ass. He yanked

harder on his

dick and leaned over, swiping his tongue over the asshole.

The horse stomped

and shifted in his fetters. He made a snorting sound. Jason

tongued the

horse asshole. He licked up and down and then stuck his

tongue into the

shithole. It was the grossest thing any of the young

muscular cameramen had

ever seen. It wasn't nearly the grossest thing Mr. Black

had ever seen, or

ordered a boy to do. But it was right up there. Now with a

little bit of

luck, and if the stuff given to the horse would work.



Jason stuck his tongue way up the horse ass, and then

suddenly he felt

the rectum move and a pressure against his tongue, and then

a huge mass of

wet liquid horseshit shot out of the ass and splattered

Jason in the face!





"Eureka!" Shouted Mr. Black. The timing had been perfect.

Jason fell

back totally covered in horseshit! His nose and mouth were

clogged with it.

His eyes were plastered close with it. He gasped for breath

and clumps of

shit went down his gullet. He rolled in the hay, puking

and gasping,

totally covered in horse shit. Two of the camera men came.

Jason's naked

body jerked uncontrollably, it was very sexy. His dick that

he had been

pumping stood up pink and untouched by the shit. Now the

horse in the stall

started to piss, and one of the stage hands grabbed the

horse dick and

turned the spray on Jason. The strong spray of horsepiss

cleaned most of the

shit off the suffering boy. The spray of piss was aimed at

his face, and

Mr. Black told him to open his mouth. Horse piss filled the

boy's mouth. Mr.

Black ordered him to gargle with it before he swallowed.

This was an added

bonus to the film.



The rest of the film was rather mundane. Jason would lick

the horse balls,

then jerk the horse dick, and finally lick and suck it. Mr.

Black had a

theory that even Horses had to have sexual relief, and

faggots had to learn

that their job was to serve cock, any and all cock. Jason

was learning that

lesson. There he knelt, totally naked and cute as anything,

licking the

gigantic pink and black spotted horse dick while his hands

played with the

low hanging horse nuts. The boy was learning well. He still

had a way to go.





Mr. Black had another favorite quote, "There's always one

step further down

you can go!"



"Now suck that horse dick. Get as much as you can into

your throat. Don't

be afraid of the pain! Get that horse dick way into you!"



The next step of course would be to get Jason fucked in

the ass by horse

cock. But he wasn't ready for that yet. That would be some

weeks off.Mr.

Black was now confident that Jason was totally his. He

wouldn't need to

threaten the boy anymore. The kid was broken. He would do

whatever Mr. Black

wanted. Later that night, Mr. Black would watch the rushes

from the day's

filming. He would make Jason watch with him, so the full

force of the boys

total degradation would be brought down upon him. While

they watched, Mr.

Black would gently masturbate the boy's dick, never letting

him shoot, but

telling him all the while, what a good little pig he was

becoming. The Mr.

Black would fuck the boy.