I was ready, I thought, for the men. Barry had prepared my arse and Paul was still sucking my hole to prepare me for the fucks that I would receive. I was so hot and so ready for a good solid rooting of my -year old arse. My bud was quivering and leaking globs of arse-juice and spit. My body was a mess I was sweating and tingling waiting for the men. My - inch cock was hard and straining.

If you are not years of age or this type of story is not allowed in your country please leave. No persons were hurt nor animals in the writing of this story. In fact much of the substance is true and I wish it would happen again. He did walk to the village and I did do what is portrayed in this story. I did not manage to take him somewhere safe. I guess that is part of the chase that excites us so often.

I ate a hearty breakfast with my friends, all the time thinking about Barrys promise that I would have my hot butt-hole serviced by five hot men in a couple of hours. I was still uncertain about this. I was a young boy almost new to male sex. Sure I had been raped by Barrys friends and had taken the black mans cock and Barry and Sam and my teacher and the boys at School. The list got longer. My tight Schoolboy arse had surrendered to so many hard male thrusts up it I had no self-respect left. I wanted male cock up me spunking hard and fast. I loved it.

We held each other closer as our juices swam together, my sweat and Kevins cum. I felt his hole, feeling the juicy cum I had given him seep between my fingers. Kevin held me tighter. "Hey we got to go again." I told him. "Where and why? I want you to hold me like this for a long time I am so full of your cum." Kevin responded. "The fire is close to here." I said. "We have to get back to the car.

My emails were full of hatred. I had supported a war that many people did not want. My friends were savage and attacked me. I had reported the news and views of the major players. My company liked what I said but my audience was very unhappy. I had talked with the President of the USA and now placed his views over my radio programme and the rest of the Worlds TV. Kevin and I had driven back to the hotel after dinner with my boss. It was a great night; Kevin was a hit with the big man. I could tell he applauded my choice and told both of us how lucky we were to be happy and relaxed with each other. I was on a high and cuddled my boy on the lavish back seat of the limo

I lay on the bed, cock hard and full of cum. He wanted to sit on me. I agreed and let his arse lips take my cock up him. He was so good that I knew I was going to cum. I told him I would shoot. He jumped from me saying that he did not want cum up his arse. Instead he took all that I had across his arse-cheeks and balls. His thick cock shot a large load all over me. He rushed to my toilet, an on-suite.

I wrote a story and sent it to the archive. I hoped that some readers would tell me about my characters and what their behaviour did to them. A wonderful email appeared on my computer. A young lad had responded, many thousands of miles from me. He liked the content and wondered why he was writing, he told me he had wanked off to the stories, they had turned him on, more than anything he had ever read before. I went to bed that night happy with this response. I had many other emails but this one was special. I looked for further responses from him, almost ignoring other mail encouraging me to continue with the

The room smelt of sweaty, cummy, lovely raunchy boy. His lengthy, slender body was tied to the bed. Arms outstretched and tied to the headboard and feet bandaged to the bed end. My boys butt was astride three supporting pillows making his chute easy to reach and wantonly open. A gooey dribble was seeping around his very red, bruised, sloppy arse-lips. My randy slave had just been rooted stupid by several old men and others had shot down his throat.

I fucken want yu to make me hole take yur fucken big cock. Shit, whats that thingy yve got on it? Looks like a fucken ring. Yu gonna fuck me ole wiv that thing on ya prick, shit I reckon thatll make yu dick fuckin harder an itll fuck me real good. Shit yur getting big, oh fuck yur cock is huge Stan. Im gonna get a good stuffing now aint I.? I wanta have it from yu dick, yu can do it to me, bet yu fucken hurt though, take me bum slow and let me get used to yu cock. I like being bum-fucked though, bet yure fucken good at it.

Their cocks deep inside me always gave me so many thrills as they screwed into me. The aftermath was always horrible. I became guilty and despairing as the pain always tore at every part of my body. My slender body and young arse had suffered another very hard pounding. I was at the mercy of men who showed little self-control as they belted into me and slammed my body onto mattresses.