Date: Tue, 18 May 2010 17:12:12 -0700 (PDT)
From: Timothy <tmy236@yahoo.com>
Subject: Georgia Gangbang

Georgia Gangbang
By Timothy
Tmy236@yahoo.com

M/b

*****

I told my wife that I would be spending a couple of days on the road, where
I would be doing an audit of a client in Columbus.  I live just outside of
Valdosta, GA, where I also own a small CPA practice.  It was a good line of
business to be in, since I get to travel around a fair amount, which suits
my lifestyle very well.

I'd gotten a phone call from a friend in Columbus that a party was being
planned, and he needed to know if I was interested.  He told me that the
entry fee was $1,000, and when he described it to me, I told him to count
me in. I wired him the half he required that afternoon.

Next Thursday I left town late in the afternoon and told my wife I would be
back on Sunday.

The party was taking place just a little to the north of Columbus, out on a
farm.  A couple of times I was sure I was lost as I followed the directions
that guided me along the miles of gravel roads, but at last I arrived at a
large barn, where I could see there were already several cars parked, and I
could see lights on inside the barn, and music blaring.

I walked up to the door and was greeted by my friend Ken who had extended
the invitation. We shook hands, and I got the matter of the money out of
the way and handed him an envelope with the other $500.  He thanked me and
assured me I'd have a great time.

"I've got another six guys here.  The kid's a really cute 10 year old that
I rented from a Baptist boy's home over in Alabama.  He's been fucked by
the male staff something like a thousand times since he was eight.  So
he'll be pretty cool with what we're doing tonight."

I was thrilled to hear about the boy's home since I was always on the
lookout for new possibilities in the very tough man-boy dating arena.

"Who'd you do the deal with?  I'd definitely like to talk to whoever it is,
and arrange some private parties of my own."

"I'll hook you up when this is over.  It's actually the Reverend himself
who owns the place.  He's got a real hot deal for himself there.  I think
there's not a minute out of the day when he's not pawing one of the boys.
And half the County government gets freebees whenever they want, and so
he's not got to worry about the sheriff knocking on his door....unless he's
looking for a blowjob during lunch."

"Damn!  Could he use a CPA?  I've got very reasonable rates.  In his case,
I'll take my fees out in trade!"

"I'm sure he'll be interested.  If you're in town tomorrow, I've got to run
Scott, our guest of honor, back home tomorrow morning.  You can meet the
Reverend for yourself."

"Sounds great!"  It looked like I was going to be pounding quite a bit more
sweet- boy ass this weekend than just young Scott's.

We went inside and I saw that the interior of the barn had been converted
into a very large recreation hall.  There was a pool table that dominated
the middle of the room.  And off in a corer there was a small kitchenette
complete with a wet bar.  I walked over and helped myself to drinks.  I
chatted with a few of the men.  They were a collection of businessmen like
myself as well as a couple of local city officials who worked hard to make
sure that parties like this were not disturbed by the police or anyone
else.  After about 15 minutes Ken made the welcome announcement that it was
time to get the party really started, and he would be brining Scott out.

After a short wait the sound system really kicked in and the barn was
filled with a throbbing dance tune.  Ken then entered the room with boy we
would soon be fucking.  He was a cute little thing, with a brown bowl cut.
A lecherous grin spread across my face.  I just loved boys with bowl-cuts;
they made a kid look all the more sweet and innocent.

Scott looked nervous.  Although he'd apparently had a lot of experience at
sex, a room full of horny guys who were panting for his ass obviously made
him somewhat uncomfortable.  Ken said a few words to him that we couldn't
hear over the music.  He handed the kid a can of Coke, and then took out a
bottle of pills and dispensed a couple that Scott cautiously put into his
mouth before taking a drink from the Coke can.  Ken then worked to help
Scott out of his clothes, and we were greeted to the wonderful site of a
skinny, naked boy's body.  We all murmured approval and a few of us started
rubbing our straining erections through our pants as we gazed hungrily at
the small child.  We were animals now, waiting to pounce and mate.

Ken pulled out a small bottle of baby oil and began squirting it onto
Scott's body.  He spread it with his hands over every inch of boy flesh
while Scott stood there with a look of confusion and distress.  He said a
few more words to Scott that we could not hear over the music, when he
walked over to join us.

Scott then started to dance to the music.  He was halting and amateurish at
first, but gradually started to put on a really good show for us.

"I gave him a little speed.  Let him dance for a few minutes so that can
kick in.  He'll be a lot more relaxed.  This is his first gang bang that I
know of.  So if he's a little stoned, it'll be easier on him."

After a few minutes it was obvious the speed had kicked in.  He had his
eyes closed as he gyrated his oiled body all around the room and he was now
also sporting a hard on that he was spending more and more time touching
and stroking.

"I think he's ready now.  Go on and get him, boys!"

 We stripped as Scott danced and jacked himself.  We gathered around the
boy and a couple of us took him by the arms and guided him to a wrestling
mat that lay at the far end of the room.  We laid him down on the map flat
on his back.  He was moaning and stroking himself furiously now seemingly
oblivious to the six naked middle-aged men who were ready to sodomize him.

I managed to secure a position on the mat so that I could guide my dick
into Scott's mouth.  His eyes finally opened when I started to try to force
my cockhead past his lips.  He kept his mouth closed and I had to slap him
lightly on the face before he got the message and understood who was in
charge.  He was timidly licking and slurping on a couple of inches of my
dick when his eyes shifted to watch the man who was between his legs.  His
eyes bugged out and he groaned in pain as the man forced his adult cock
into his rectum.  I was afraid that Scott would forget himself and bite my
dick.  But obviously he'd sucked enough cock to know not to do that even
when he was being painfully taken from the other end.

For a few minutes it was more a case of me fucking his face than him
sucking.  He was whimpering as he was getting used to the cock in his ass.
The man was holding his legs by his ankles and was slowly poking away at
the young boy's hole waiting for that moment when you know the boy's
sphincter has given up trying to expel you, and you know that you can start
in on the boy, and fuck him for all he's worth without fear of causing him
agony while you do it.  That moment finally arrived for Scott, and the
horny, stoned boy finally yielded to the men who were raping him, and his
groans became groans of pleasure and he started sucking me to the point
where he was raising his head up off of the mat in order to deep-throat me
to the best of his ability.

The other men gathered around us and one each latched onto his nipples with
their mouths and guided Scott's hands to each of their dicks.  Those who
could not yet get a piece of the boy stood by waiting for us to shoot our
loads so that they could get a turn.

I was the first to go.  His tongue was just amazingly talented when warmed
up, and I groaned as orgasm claimed my body, and if fired my load down his
throat.  He sucked and sucked and greedily took every drop of my sperm.
Such a hungry boy!  I staggered back when I was done, and was instantly
replaced by another man.  I walked over to the wet bar and sat down after
taking a beer out of the cooler.  Ken was sitting there.

"You still got your clothes on.  You gettin' a piece of him tonight?"

"He's sleeping with me tonight.  I'll be up his ass most of the night once
you guys are done with him."

I watched the other guys go at him while I drank my beer.  A couple of guys
unloaded in his face at the same time.  Another one dumped a load down his
throat.  And the guy who had opened his ass finally finished and doused his
colon with sperm for the first time that night.  At that point I decided I
was ready to take his ass for myself.

I walked back over to the mat and positioned myself between his legs.  I
rested his legs on my shoulders.  Scott by now was completely into it.  I
leaned over to deep kiss him as I thrust my cock all at once into his
spermed boy pussy.  He grunted into my mouth, but obviously felt no pain,
just a welcome sense of fullness that his body had grown used to that
evening.  His tongue met mine and the two began to dance in each other's
mouths as I began to mate with him.

He was a good tight, slick fuck, his chute already nicely lubed with
another man's jizz.  He made nice squishing sounds, and I could feel sperm
leaking out of him onto my balls, and all over the mat.  I broke the kiss
when another one of the guys hovered over him, obviously anxious to get his
cock sucked.

Scott took the cock that was offered to him, and I went to work on his
nipples with my mouth as I fucked harder and harder, getting close to my
goal of dumping my own seed inside him.  When I got to within sight of my
goal, I buried my face in his neck and started moaning loving babble into
his ear, telling him how much I loved him, how beautiful he was, how I
wished he could be my sweet boy forever.  I'm not sure I really meant it.
I fuck lots of cute kids and would hate to tie myself down with only one.

When I felt my come starting to boil over, I raised myself up on my arms,
and plugged him good and hard a couple of more time, getting a really good
grunt out of him even though his mouth was full of another guy's dick, and
then I shot like a hose into his colon.

I got up and headed back over to the bar, and was immediately replaced by
another one of my horny fellow pedophiles.  I had another beer and chatted
with a couple of the other guys who were in recovery mode along with me.
Scott still had three guys working at him.  He sucked down another load,
and had another guy shoot up his ass.  I downed another couple of beers,
and then took my place between his legs again for one more go.  I was
pretty much spent when I gave him my third load that evening.  After that I
went to the bathroom, freshened up and got dressed, and sat on a couch and
talked with Ken about meeting the good Reverend who ran the boy's home
where Scott lived.

Over the next hour while we talked, the other guys spent what passion they
had in Scott's mouth and ass.  Finally just one guy was left to work the
boy over.  All the rest were gathered around talking with me and Ken
knocking back a few more beers before they left for home.  This guy drilled
him for quite a while, being on his fifth cum that night.  He was
apparently a county Sherriff's deputy, who was about 10 years younger and
in considerably better shape than the rest of us.

By the end of the night Scott had by my count taken 25 loads from us,
mostly up his ass and down his throat.  When he finally staggered off the
mat where he had lain for the evening, he chugged two full bottles of water
to wash down the cum that coated his mouth and throat.

Before he headed off to the shower we all got a good laugh watching the
jizz leaking out of his asshole.  We made him stand there and force as much
of it out of his bowels as he could, and it ran down the back of his legs
or just splattered onto the floor as he farted it out of his asshole.  We
didn't make him lick it up since he had been a really good sport all that
evening.

The rest of the guys headed off while I stuck around to talk to Ken a
little more.  We agreed to hook up the next morning at an IHOP near the
Holiday Inn I was staying at in Columbus.  He would introduce me to the
Reverend, and he assured me that we could both look forward to an afternoon
with a couple of the other kids under the Reverend's care.

Scott emerged from the bathroom a little while later freshly showered and
dressed, and looking completely like a normal boy.  No one would have ever
guessed what we had just put him through.  I mussed his wet hair and
thanked him for a great evening, telling him what a great kid he was.  He
was obviously exhausted, and he just looked at me blankly.  He was still
probably a little stoned from the speed Ken had given him earlier in the
evening.

I drove off that evening happy and satisfied, my head filled with sweet
memories of yet another boy whose 'scalp' I carried on my belt.  I grinned
as I drove down the gravel road and found my way back to the highway to
Columbus, thinking what a stud I was, and what a good fuck I had given
sweet little Scott.  If only my wife really knew what I was really capable
of in bed.  I laughed out loud at this thought, and started imagining what
kind of little cutie the good Reverend would introduce me to tomorrow.
He'd certainly know what I was capable of when I was done with him.

The End.