Date: Tue, 12 Feb 2008 21:54:27 -0500
From: wolf34691@aol.com
Subject: chris part 5

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Sam was on his way home from his fun week away with his biker buddies that
warm, sunny Sunday afternoon. Driving his old Harley back from their
favorite biker bar, "The Hole", heading home under the darkening afternoon
sky. He was thinking about all the fun he had had with his buddies Duke and
Spike. And of course Spike's 12 year old little brother, Randy. Cute young
red-headed Randy, living with his big brother since his dad went to jail
and his mom ran off, the biker-gang's boy-toy. The star attraction at their
monthly boy-bang parties.

The three of them had enjoyed the boy's cute, smooth, well-used young body
all week long. Not that Randy was forced or anything, the kid loved the sex
and even more the attention, plus he was a complete cum-hound. One thing
their biker gang didn't allow was hurting or forcing him or the other boys
some of the members occasionally brought to the biker gang-bangs. Though it
had been quite awhile since they had any new young flesh to play with.

As Sam thought about Randy, his mind turned to his encounter with the even
younger and cuter blond boy, Chris, who he and his lover and work partner
had played with a few weeks ago. Now that boy would be a hit with the
rough, redneck, boy-fucking biker gang. Plus he knew that his lover and
fuck-buddy Joe had been doing nothing but drooling over their memories of
that afternoon--and evening--of fun with the young seven year old boy.

Sam smiled as he thought of Joe. He really loved the tall, skinny stud. All
their buddies wondered how two top dogs like Sam and Joe got along so
well. It was simple, really, so long as they had another dude for both of
them to play with, they were happy. Not that Sam and Joe didn't act like
lovers in private, sucking and fucking each other every horny minute they
had free, but they also loved to get a hot young guy between them and use
his body for their nasty desires. The younger and cuter, the better.

Of course they always had their boy Tyler to play with. The hunky,
handsome, chocolate 19 year old stud had "belonged" to them since Sam had
found him living on the streets. The poor guy, then about 15, had been
kicked out by his dad when he was caught stroking off to some old gay porn
rag. He'd been on the street for a month or so and was almost starving,
begging for food even. Sam had brought him home and made him part of the
family.

Tyler had even given up his virgin cherry 15 year old ass to Sam. Joe was
next in line of course, not even five minutes after Sam had spermed that
virgin nigger butt. Now the big black dude worked for Sam and Joe and lived
in the small apartment next to the shop. Off-hour security was part of
Tyler's job, and the muscular stud did a good job of keeping Sam's auto
repair shop safe.

Sam finally pulled into the drive-way at his house. He was tired, dirty and
sweaty. Thinking about Randy and the fun he always had with the cute
red-headed boy had made him horny. He planned on solving that problem with
a hard fuck up Tyler's willing butt or maybe Joe's if the mood struck
them. He went into the house and found the two studs talking. They sounded
pretty pissed off.

"Hey, Sam, glad your back, lover." Joe smiled as he got up to give his guy
a hot, wet kiss.

"Sam, we missed you, sexy." Joe agreed, before he too locked lips with his
boss.

"What you two arguing about, boys?" Sam asked as he sat with them in the
living room.

"That shit head, Ryan, and what we're going to do to him." Joe stated in a
cold, harsh voice.

"Just give me an hour with him and he'll never forget what he did." Tyler
growled. "And he'll be walking funny for a month, too."

"I'd rather just beat the shit out of him first, then you can use that huge
nigger dick on his young ass." Joe snapped.

"Guys, what the hell happened? I though Ryan was cool and one of us now."
Sam asked, confused. "We broke him in good before I left."

"The little shit hurt Chris." Joe flatly replied. "Forced him to take all
of Tyler's dick at once and almost split the poor baby open. He cried for
hours afterwards, but at least he stopped bleeding before his mom came
home."

"What the fuck you talkin' about?" Sam snapped.

So Joe and Tyler told him all about what had happened the day
before. Luckily Chris hadn't been too hurt, just some blood and a lot of
pain from that violent intrusion. Sam was swearing as they finished the
story.

"Though, to be fair, Ryan did come back and apologize to Chris and held him
and actually broke down crying. He didn't really want to hurt the kid. He's
just so fucked up these days." Joe admitted.

"About what?" Sam asked, surprised that Joe had any sympathy for Ryan after
what he had done.

"About his girl-friend and Chris and shit. He really wants to just be with
Jason but he's scared that his bitch will hurt Chris if he leaves. Hell, we
both saw the bruises she had left on the kid. And with his uncle Mike gone
out west, there's no one to protect him." Joe answered.

"Well, I need to think about this. Don't worry, I'll come up with a way to
punish Ryan." Sam smiled. "But right know I need a shower and then
dinner. And to cum. Anyone want some spunk?"

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Monday morning, 7am, Ryan walked into Sam's auto-repair shop. He hoped that
the worst that Sam would do was fire his ass. But he figured that both he
and Joe would want revenge for the pain and hurt he had caused
Chris. Something that he still didn't understand himself. How could he have
done that to that sweet seven year old boy? But whatever they planned for
him, he'd take it like a man. Hell, he knew he deserved it!

After Sam finished yelling at Ryan, he stood and glared at the shaking
young guy. He was still so pissed that this punk had hurt cute little
Chris. Even after Ryan had apologized and practically started crying over
what he had done to the boy. Sam was still angry, so angry that he knew he
had to punish the young punk.

"So your sorry, you little prick" Sam snarled at Ryan. "Are you going to
take your punishment like a man, punk?"

Sam's strong hand gripped one of Ryan's slender shoulders hard, hard enough
to hurt, forceful enough to leave bruises. He stared into the shaking young
guy's eyes. Sam's anger exploded. His fist came at Ryan. A punch to the
chin that made the young guy almost fall over. The sick sound of his fist
hitting the flesh of Ryan's jaw made Sam smile. A nasty, perverted,
pissed-off smile.

Ryan stood tall and took the punch. Sam's grip on his shoulder held him
upright as his body shook under the assault. Tears ran down his face but he
managed not to cry out. He stared back at Sam, his eye's locked to his
boss's. Ryan knew he deserved this. Part of him even wanted to feel the
pain, pain like what he had done to poor little Chris.

"Now punk, come with me." Sam ordered as he twisted one of Ryan's arms
painfully behind his back. "Shut up and do as you are told, or
else. Understood?"

"Yes, sir." Ryan meekly replied.

He wondered what else Sam had planned for him. He would soon find out. Sam
led Ryan into the back storage room, where there was an old mattress that
the guys screwed around on with each other during slow times in the auto
repair shop. Or at lunch break or after work.

That dirty, sex-stained old mattress had been pulled into the center of the
room along with it's old metal bed-frame, which usually was just stored out
of the way, the guys preferring fucking with the mattress on the floor so
that they could all play together. He wondered about that until Joe came
over holding rope and handcuffs.

Ryan was roughly stripped of his uniform and underwear by his angry boss
and the pissed off foreman, then pushed down on the bed, face down. His
head hung over the front edge of the dirty old mattress.  Sam tied his feet
with the rope to the bed-frame. Joe handcuffed his wrists to the cold,
rusty metal frame.

The scared 19 year old young mechanic was naked, face down and spread
wide. Now he knew what his punishment was going to be. He was terrified,
sweating and felt like he was going to throw-up. But his dick was rock hard
and dripping where it was pushing into that dirty old mattress. He looked
up as Joe and Sam pulled out their dicks. He felt Sam spit on his butt and
shuttered.

Joe grabbed the young guy by the hair and yanked his head up, one hand
pushing it's dirty fingers into his mouth and prying it open. Sam mounted
the prone body tied down before him.

Ryan closed his eyes as he felt Sam's big prick push into his hole. He
thanked god that he'd let Jason fuck him that morning before work. His
guy's wonderful rim job and hot sperm would at least give him some lube to
handle Sam's dry dick. One rough shove and Sam was deep in him. He would
have yelled but Joe already had his own thick boner down Ryan's throat.

Boss and foreman both gave Ryan a rough, violent ride. A prick up each end,
followed by two nasty but oh so wonderful loads of spunk invading Ryan's
abused body. He hungrily sucked down Joe's juice.

"That's a good start, Ryan-boy." Sam smiled as he zipped up his uniform
pants. "Joe, blindfold him, lover."

Ryan wondered what could be next. Though he knew for sure that Tyler would
be around to screw him and make him feel what young little Chris had
felt. He was scared of that muscular nigger and his huge black prick. And
surprised that Sam hadn't let Tyler go first, to really punish his ass.

"Ok, punk. For the rest of today, your going to stay right there and take
anything shoved up your butt or down your throat, understand?" Sam
commanded. " Then after the shop closes, Tyler will end your punishment
with that big nigger dick fucking your sweet hole."

"Yes, sir." Ryan answered, actually more horny than scared by now.

For the rest of the morning, in ones and twos, his other work buddies came
in and used him. All three mechanics, even the oldest, married dude. His
buddy Jason came in and kissed him before fucking him again. The site of
Ryan lying there tied up made his dick twitch and shoot two loads, one up
his hot, used ass, the other down his wet throat. Sam came in a fed him a
mouthful of spunk. Joe, with that super thick cock, gave him a painful but
wonderful violent fuck.

They gave him a break at lunch to eat and piss and take a hot shower. Then
he was tied up again, this time on his back. Still blindfolded, he soon was
getting used by more men. Sam had called up some friends and "special
customers" to come and join the fun. Poor Ryan lost count of the number of
guys who used him, how many times he sucked dick and swallowed
spunk. Finally the shop was closed and Sam untied Ryan.

Ryan lay there rubbing his raw wrists as Joe, Jason, Sam and Tyler, all
four just wearing their work boots or sneakers, surrounded him. He could
see Tyler's huge nigger prick dripping as it got hard. He had already
tasted a sample of the spunk leaking from that monster cock. Tyler had
gotten so horny watching all those guys use Ryan that he'd fucked his
throat a couple of times during the day, just to keep from cumming in his
jeans.

"Ready, punk?" Sam laughed.

"Don't hurt him too much, Tyler." Jason asked. "I kind of really like him,
no matter what he did."

Ryan's eyes filled with tears at Jason's words. This was the first time the
young ex-jock had ever said how much he was into him. Ryan knew he loved
the stud already. His hopes of being wanted by Jason made his heart beat
faster.

"I won't hurt him anymore than Chris got hurt, handsome." Tyler
answered. "Then he'll be all yours, all right?"

"Yeah, we'll be done with him after tonight, Jason, and he'll be your good
little bitch-boy after today." Joe agreed.

"Ready, Ryan?" Sam asked again, not so harshly this time, as he grabbed
Ryan by the ankles and lifted his butt up for Tyler's wet and ready dick.

"Ready? Fuck no!" Ryan sighed. "But I guess I deserve it. And if Chris took
it, I can too. But, guys, let me take a piss first, I've got to go so bad."

"You do, poor baby? Then you better just piss yourself, cause you ain't
going nowhere." Sam laughed.

"Come on guys, let him go piss." Jason asked.

"Boss, I'll take care of this." Joe smiled his nasty smile. He was thirsty
and he knew just what his boss and lover wanted. "Piss down my throat,
punk."

Ryan moaned as Joe sucked him deep. That hot mouth felt so good after all
the shit that had been done to his young body. If he didn't have to piss so
bad, he might just had shot his spunk in his foreman's hot throat. Ryan
tried to relax and let his ready-to-burst bladder do it's dirty work. Joe's
wet, warm mouth encouraged the young, spread-eagled stud. Warm piss filled
his sucking mouth. Joe drank that wonderful, nasty liquid. Swallowed the
strong, dank piss until Ryan was almost done

As a water-sports fanatic, Joe not only loved the taste of piss but had the
experience to judge when a guy was almost done so he could have some hot,
nasty fun with him. As Ryan kept pissing, Joe suddenly pulled his dick out
of his mouth. He held the still draining prick and aimed it at Ryan's naked
body. The young guy, still having to go and not being able to stop the flow
right then, soaked his lean, thin body. Joe aimed the gushing dick at
Ryan's face, hoping to give the boy-hurting punk a taste of his own piss.

"Open your fucking mouth and drink!" Sam barked at Ryan.

He knew what Joe had planned, this not being the first time he'd watched
his foreman fuck-buddy punish a punk with his own piss. Both were still
furious at Ryan for what he did to Chris, and Sam was also angry that Jason
had complained about Ryan's anal punishment. Sam needed to show that he
still was the top dog and the only one in charge.

The naked guy lying there getting soaked from his own piss did as Sam told
him. Joe aimed the still-flowing stream of yellow steaming fluid at Ryan's
lips. He opened his mouth and had his first taste of piss. He got a good
mouthful before the stream died down, splashing over the rest of his
sweaty, sticky, used young body.

"Now swallow it, punk." Sam ordered. "And as for you, Jason, you like him
so much, get the fuck down there and lick him clean!"

The handsome, 19 year old ex-jock looked down at his guy's piss-soaked,
sweaty, cum-filled body. His own dick was rock-hard after watching all
those guys use Ryan's body. He secretly wanted to taste his man's used
flesh, so he was happy when Sam pushed his face down to Ryan's panting
chest.

Jason's tongue licked Ryan smooth body. Sucked his nipples, tasted his piss
that had just flowed from his young dick. Kissed his way up to his guy's
mouth. Locked lips and tasted the piss Ryan had swallowed. Enjoyed the
aftertaste of all those loads of spunk that had flowed and oozed down
Ryan's abused throat.

"Save that shit for when your alone, you two young punks." Joe
laughed. "You still gotta finish cleaning your man."

Joe pushed Jason's mouth off his lover's lips. Pushed it down to Ryan
sweat-soaked pit. Held it there as Jason lapped up the nasty, dank taste of
his used guy. Then he pushed Jason's mouth back to Ryan to force them to
share the taste. Joe smiled as he saw Ryan's dick throb and drip his sticky
juice.

"He's ready, boss. Fuck him good, Tyler." Joe laughed again. "You two 69,
I'm sure you want to taste Ryan's spunk when Tyler's huge nigger dick makes
him shoot off."

The young black stud got between Ryan's stretched legs. Sam held them wide
so they could all see that monster slide deep. Tyler grabbed Ryan's slender
hips and pushed, hard. He was still so angry that the young guy lying under
him had used him and his nigger dick to hurt poor little Chris. Tyler want
Ryan to hurt like the boy had. He fucked about half his dick into that wet,
sloppy hole, then more and more until only a couple of inches were left.

Jason, busy sucking his guy's dick in that ordered 69 position, saw that
monster slid in that used hole. Watched as Tyler's 12 plus inches of thick
black meat slid in even deeper. His own dick was throbbing in Ryan's hot
mouth. He felt a wet tongue in his own butt crack and realized Joe was
behind him and about to mount his own ass.

The first sharp stab of pain made Ryan's dick jump. Made his body shake,
had the sweat running down his forehead into his closed eyes. He struggled
to relax, and more important, not to yell or bite Jason's wonderful dick as
it moved in his sucking, sore throat. So far it wasn't too bad. All the
spunk that had been shot in him during the day was great lube. And after
being stretched by both Joe and Sam, Tyler wasn't so bad.

"Half way home, punk." Sam laughed. "Shove the rest of that monster in,
nigger!"

Sam was behind Tyler, his own horny dick rubbing his black boy's hot ass,
as he watched the monster black dick punish Ryan. He bit the sexy, muscular
black neck in front of him, making Tyler squirm. Another inch disappeared
into Ryan.

Fuck! Ryan thought. Only half-way? He's going to kill me! Then he
remembered Chris and what he did and knew he had to do this. Not to get the
guys to forgive him, nor even beautiful young Chris. But so he could
forgive himself. And make sure he never hurt anyone like that again.

With a grunt, Tyler hit bottom. All 12 plus inches of angry nigger dick was
in Ryan's hurting ass. But the young guy just concentrated on the feeling
of his man sucking his about-to-explode cock. And then the taste of Jason's
sperm flowing down his throat as the young ex-jock got off from his
close-up view of Tyler's monster nigger prick hitting bottom.

As Jason was cumming and moaning around the dick in his own horny mouth,
Joe was sliding his own thick dick into the young ex-jocks waiting ass. One
swift push and Joe was balls-deep. He held the stud tight and humped his
muscular butt, his thick dick deep inside. Jason just kept moaning and
grinding his own dick into Ryan's abused throat.

One, two, then three violent thrusts of Tyler's hard body, as the black
stud fucked the tight white hole under it, was enough to get his big black
nigger balls ready. The forth hard push, hard enough to shove both
sixty-nining guys back several inches on the dirty old mattress, going
deeper than either Tyler or Ryan thought possible, started the explosion of
nigger-spunk. Tyler shook as he blew his load deep inside the wet, hurting
white hole under him.

Ryan, feeling that cock rip in so deep, shuddered and fed Jason's hot mouth
shot after shot of his cum. Sam, feeling Tyler's hot black ass contract
around his own horny white dick, now buried balls-deep inside his young
black stud, bit hard on the muscular chocolate skin of Tyler's neck as his
own sperm pumped into the nigger stud.

As the black stud had shoved that last, violent thrust deep in the hurting
white body under him, pushing both Ryan and Jason backwards, Joe found his
cock pushed deep into the hot ex-jock sweating under his assault. He could
see Tyler's nigger sperm dripping out around that big dick still pushed
deep into that over-full white ass. With a loud grunt, he blasted his spunk
into Jason's pulsing butt. The young ex-jock was himself busy blowing a
second load of cum down Ryan's still sucking throat.

Four exhausted, sweat-soaked, piss flavored, cum dripping guys collapsed
onto the bed in a tangle of worn-out bodies. Jason pulled Ryan close for a
hot, spunk-tasting kiss. Joe and Sam and Tyler shared a three-way smooch.

"Ok, Ryan, I guess your forgiven." Sam laughed. "But if you ever..."

"Guy's I'd never hurt Chris. You know that. I just went crazy there for a
minute." Ryan smiled. "But I bet he'd wish he was here right now!"

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Right then seven-year-old Chris wished he was anywhere else but where he
was. When he had got home from school that Monday afternoon, his mom and
Mr. Thomas had been waiting for him. The older, gray-haired, well dressed
man, in a suit and tie, was the guy who owned the house that Chris' mom
rented. Since she was usually short of all the rent money, Mr. Thomas took
the difference out on Chris.

The older man usually just took Chris into the bedroom and pulled out his
long, sticky dick and shoved it down the poor boy's throat until he shot
off. Once in awhile he took the time to screw the young boy's butt. But the
dirty old man really liked young girls, so he didn`t waist much time except
to get off in the young boy's body . Mr. Thomas just used the boy as a
cum-dump, not caring if the kid liked it or if he was too rough with
him. Actually, the only thing that got the old guy off doing it even with
such a cute blond boy like Chris was that the kid's mom let him spank or
beat the boy before he molested him.

Chris was surprised when his mom told him to go with the dirty old man and
just do as he was told. She just asked that her kid be home in time for
school the next morning. Then she smiled knowing that her hated kid was
going to have a rough, nasty night. Mr. Thomas laughed and said he'd have
the boy home by dark.

"Put your seat-belt on, boy." The older man told Chris as they got into the
man's 2-seater Mercedes sports-car. "Just behave and do as your told,
Chris."

"Yes, sir." He quietly answered.

"Your mom owes me a lot of money, boy. So your going to pay me back by
being real nice to two friends of mine, understand? Or I'm going to throw
your whole family out on the street!"

"Yes, sir. I'll do whatever you want, sir." Chris answered.

Chris just hoped that meant he'd have to 'please' the two friends with his
mouth or butt. He was used to being used by this nasty old man, and this
wasn't the first time his mom had sent him away with some guy she owed cash
or whatever too. Some of the men had been nice, but some could be so mean.

He still felt the pain in his young boy-hole from what Tyler had done with
his huge dick. Ok, what Ryan made Tyler do. Both had been so sorry they'd
hurt him that he was surprised. Ryan had even cried when he told Chris how
sorry he was. The boy didn't really understand why, he'd been hurt worse
before, though not like that--not since his granddad had he had such a big
dick deep inside him. But he'd been hit and beaten enough by his mom that
he was confused that these big, strong men were sorry for hurting him.  He
just wondered what Mr. Thomas planned for him today.

The dirty old-man landlord was more than happy to get Chris for the
afternoon instead of the rent his mom owed him. The kid did suck damn good,
even though he much more enjoyed the little girls of his tenants he
sometimes played with. That was the reason he needed Chris today. He'd been
caught with his dick up a young 11 year old girl's cute butt-hole by her
step-dad. Who turned out to be a cop. A horny cop who laughed and joined
him in his perverted molestation of the young girl. He had kind of wondered
why she didn't really object to what he was doing, now he knew why.

The pedo Hispanic police officer had told Mr. Thomas that he really was
looking for a little boy, hopefully blond and real young, to share with his
patrol partner, cause the other spic cop liked to play with little
boys. The younger the better, and especially someone they could both be
real rough with.

Soon Chris found himself in Mr. Thomas' office. The old pervert had led the
boy by the hand into his own private playroom behind his official
office. The room had a old couch and a big bed, plus a bar and an adjoining
bathroom.

"Boy, just sit there until my friends come in, then do whatever they tell
you." Mr. Thomas said as he smiled a nasty, pedo-perverted smile. "They
won't hurt you, not too much, anyway!"

Chris sat and waited. Even if the thought of running away had crossed his
mind, he was locked in. But his mother's violent moods and acts upon his
young seven year old body frightened him enough that he never questioned
her or any adult, so he just sat and tried not to be too scared.

 It was just a few minutes before two tall police officers walked into the
room. Chris was scared that he was in trouble or that Mr. Thomas was until
the old pervert followed them in. Both cops were in their black uniforms,
handguns, nightsticks and handcuffs at their waists. One, the one who had
shared his step daughter with Mr. Thomas, was younger, tall, lean, a thin
black mustache on his lip. The older one had his head shaved bald, with a
bushy mustache. Both were dark-skinned, nowhere as dark as Tyler was
though, and spoke with harsh Hispanic accents.

"Chris, strip for the two gentlemen." Mr. Thomas ordered. "Told you that
you'd like him."

"Fuck, he's cute." The older one said.

"Si, how young is the nino?" The younger cop questioned.

"Chris is seven, boys." The old guy said. "Have fun, guys. And don't worry,
this room is sound-proofed."

Mr. Thomas left and locked the door as Chris finished stripping. the boy
stood naked and scared before the two tall, Hispanic cops. He stood
shivering in the cold air-conditioning. His little pink nipples got pointy
from the cold and his little dick got even smaller.

"Come here, boy." The older cop ordered.

"Yes, sir."

"He's been well taught, anyway." The horny cop laughed.

The older spic police officer lusted after the young blond boy standing in
front of him. He wanted to rape the kid's throat then screw that cute
little butt till it bled. The smooth, lightly tanned skin of the boy's
slender young body looked so tempting. He placed one strong hand on the
boy's thin little shoulder and turned him around for a better look at that
cute little ass.

Both cops saw the bruises that Ryan had left on the kid's shoulders. Plus
more on his slender back. They both knew that the kid had been hit and
beaten. From experience they also know those shoulder bruises could only be
caused by one thing. By the strong grip of a man, giving the young kid a
rough, hard fuck. The fact the kid was bruised was a big turn on to the
older cop. Even better, he knew from talking to that old pervert of a
land-lord that the boy's own mom beat him. He planned on adding a bruise or
two ( or many more) to the kid's cute body.

The young Hispanic cop was rubbing his hard dick in his black uniform
pants. Like the dirty old-man landlord, he preferred little girls, but this
young blond boy sure was cute. Cute enough to make his uncut dick drip. He
looked over at his partner, who was busy pulling his long dick out of his
own uniform pants.

"Suck me, boy!" The older police officer ordered in his heavy Hispanic
accent.

Chris knelt before the tall cop and put his little lips to the man's wet
penis. He opened his mouth and slowly sucked. The big cop grabbed the boy
by his long blond hair and shoved his 8 inch dick down that young
throat. Chris coughed but kept sucking. The cop's dick thrust in and out of
his throat so fast the boy had trouble keeping up.

"Rico, there's some lube in the bathroom, I think." The older cop said. "We
don't want to dry fuck the poor baby and hurt him."

"Carlos, you horny prick, you just don't want your dick covered in
boy-blood." Rico laughed. "I know how rough your going to be, let me go
first so he'll still be tight for my cock, I know your going to pound him
until his wide open and dripping."

Chris felt the younger cop--Rico--rub some cool lube on his butt. Then with
one hard shove, the young spic cop's uncut prick was balls-deep inside
him. He was scared for only a second, Rico wasn't any bigger than Ryan's
tasty dick. But he sure was rough as he dug his dark-skinned strong fingers
into Chris' flesh as he pumped in and out.

Rico's hard fuck was pushing Carlos' longer uncut dick deeper into Chris'
gasping throat. Both cops moaned and groaned as they abused the
seven-year-old body under them. The older pedo-pervert cop's fingers dug
into the boy's tender shoulders, still hurting from Ryan's violent actions
the day before. More ugly, dark bruises covered the child's soft skin.

Both cops used the kid's two hot holes until they were ready to shoot. Rico
growled as he shot his spic cop juice up the boy's tight little
hole. Carlos grunted as he flooded Chris' throat with his spunk. Both cops
were panting and sweating through their uniforms by the time they finished
filling the young boy's body with their sperm.

"Kid, come here." The older cop said after they both pulled their sticky
dicks from his young body. "I need a drink before I fuck that cute little
butt."

The tall, muscular spic cop pulled the boy over to a chair and sat him
down, face backwards, Chris' ass hanging over the edge of the seat. Two
"clicks" and the older police officer had handcuffed the boy's thin wrists
to the back of the chair. He was happy he remembered to bring the handcuffs
made for women and kids or the little boy's wrists wouldn't have been
restrained, they were so small.

"Rico, cuff his legs, and make sure there spread wide so I can get at his
ass."

"Si, boss. I get his mouth this time, right?"

"Si, stud. But first I need a drink. Let's have a beer, there should be
plenty behind the bar."

Chris felt Rico pull his legs apart and then cuff them to the legs of the
chair. He watched as both thirsty cops grabbed two cans of beer and
drank. His throat was still wet with spic cop cum but he was thirsty
too. Carlos saw the boy lick his lips as he watched the two men drink.

"Thirsty, baby-boy?" He laughed. "Sorry, the only milk your going to get is
from my partners dick."

"I think I can help him out, boss. " Rico said. "You drink piss, boy?"

"Good idea, I always new you were a pervert, Rico." The older cop
smiled. "It doesn't matter if he likes it or not, just piss down his
throat."

The young Hispanic cop, still fully dressed in his uniform except for his
seven inch uncut dick hanging out, walked over to the handcuffed boy. He
put his half-hard dick in the boy's cute little mouth. He tried to keep
from getting stiff and managed to start pissing. A hard, hot stream of cop
piss flooded Chris' sucking mouth.

"Drink, baby boy, drink it all down." Rico muttered.

Chris just sat there and swallowed. The piss was harsh and nasty and
gross. Not at all like the warm, comforting liquid that he got from his
uncle Mikey or uncle David. But he knew he had to drink it all.

As the older cop watched his younger partner piss down the little boy's
mouth, his dick started to get hard again. But he knew that after the load
he'd dumped in the little slut's mouth, he would need something more
exciting that watching the kid suck piss. Something like those dark bruises
on the boy's slender back. Just the thought of marking that soft, smooth
baby-boy skin made his dick twitch.

Carlos silently swore because he'd left his leather gloves in the police
cruiser. He didn't want his finger prints on the boy's bruised
body. (Completely forgetting in his horny lust that his sperm was already
down the boy's throat and he planned on shooting more up the kid's tight
butt). The horny spic cop thought about pistol-whipping the kid, hell, just
the thought of the cold steel impacting the boy made his dick drip, but
even he thought that might just be too dangerous. He didn't want to
accidentally shoot the kid!

"Rico, if your done step back, partner."

"Ok, boss, I'm done, what...?"  Rico trailed off as he saw his older police
buddy take his long nightstick in his strong left hand.  "Hey, boss. Don't
be too rough."

But the young cop's prick was rock hard and wet as he watched. Watched
Carlos go over to the now-shaking boy. Heard the `swish' of that black
nightstick as it swung through the humid back-office air.

Both cops heard the "smack" as the nightstick stung the young boy's
back. Heard his cries, and saw his tears. Both their dicks jumped and
dripped. One, two, three then a final fourth strike against the crying
boy's slender young back. Tender boy flesh now turning an ugly black and
blue.

Carlos dropped the nightstick to the floor as his raging dick led him to
the bruised boy's hot little hole.  As he ran his fingers over the black
and blue marks on the seven-year-old boy's small back, his throbbing dick
found that waiting, wet butt-hole. The heat from the bruised flesh under
his fingers went straight to his cock. With one swift thrust, he was all
the way inside the boy's shaking body.

The younger Hispanic cop's stiff prick was already down the crying boy's
throat. Not even with the worry of the kid biting him in his pain, Rico
mouth-fucked the boy. His hands joined his partners in their lusty,
perverted enjoyment of the kid's abused flesh. The hot, burning skin under
their finger-tips drove both men wild.

The two nasty, sick, perverted spic cops rammed deep up Chris' two
holes. The older, meaner cop raping his ass, the younger, just as horny,
cop mouth-fucking his sore throat. Both growled, groaned and moaned as they
pumped hot spic juice into the abused, molested young boy's body.

Poor little Chris just cried as the two nasty Hispanic police officers
finished using his aching little body. Being beaten by that nightstick hurt
worse than almost anything the boy had ever felt before. He just wanted to
go home. But his mom sent him here so he knew he'd never feel safe, not
until his beloved granddad or uncle came home.

As Chris lay in his bed late that night, still hurting too much to sleep,
he heard Ryan come home. Then the arguing and fighting. He wished Ryan
would leave his mom and take him away with him. Or anyone. He finally fell
to sleep, holding tight to his big white stuffed dog that his beloved
granddad had given him right before he went away.

Chris' suddenly thought of Joe and Sam. They had been so nice to him. Joe
had even asked Ryan if he could keep him that day at the garage. How Chris
wished he was with them right now. With Joe he really felt safe, the only
time since his granddad had left that he had felt that way. With tears
still in his bright blue eyes, he finally fell asleep.