Date: Mon, 26 Mar 2018 12:08:12 -0400
From: zebedee21 <zebedee21@protonmail.com>
Subject: Harry Brown Series: Bukkake Boys

All the usual disclaimers apply. Nobody gets hurt. These are just stories
to entertain so let's keep it that way. If you have any ideas of abusing a
boy in real life just remember that one day he will become a man?

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Harry Brown Series: Bukkake Boys

Please read the synopsis in The Harry Brown Series: Son For A Weekend Part
One or you will not understand the theory behind the stories.

Brayden: Age 12 Height: 4'9" Weight: 6st 3lb (88lbs) Hair: Straw Blonde,
short (pompadour).  Complexion: Light tan, freckles around nose and eyes.
Eyes: Blue

Client special requests: Must have Stamina.  The client has requested Harry
to provide one boy to attend a get together of 14 males of varying ages.
Crated delivery by UPS .

Brayden Lorsten is on Harry's books due to application by his single
mother. The father left just after they arrived from Scandinavia when
Brayden was 10. Her savings gone and working all gods' hours just to
maintain a reasonable standard of living had been difficult. Just before he
had turned 12 his mother confided her situation in a friend who, by chance
had signed her 14 y/o son up a year earlier. She followed the instructions
of her friend. To cut a long story short, she planted some website history
on the boys' computer. Boy-boy sex, man-boy sex and left him to discover
it. After a week she checked the browser history and discovered that he had
more than just a passing interest. Not to mention the increased amount of
underwear in the laundry. Then for several weeks he had been bringing home
cash in quantities that far exceeded a paper round or part time job. Only
after he had to attend a physical for school did it all come to light via a
tearful confession that, he was selling his body to men. He had become so
addicted to sex that he would do anything to quell his urges. Anyway, it
turned out exactly as her friend had predicted.

The group of fourteen males had arrived on the Friday evening at the
secluded, 5 bedroom holiday chalet that overlooked the sleepy town of
Tripton North.  It was autumn bordering on spring. The huge hot tub on the
verandah surrounded by sun loungers was steaming away; the barbecue was
still warm from the previous nights gathering. The group consisted of ten
adults and four teens ranging from sixteen to nineteen. All the teens were
sons of four of the adults and regularly attended these bonding weekends
or, at least that is what their fathers had told the boys 'mothers they
were.

It was the Saturday morning. The group was all congregated in the chalet, a
buzz of excitement in the air. Pancakes were being devoured as quickly as
they were made as were the many pots of coffee. A huge wood burner heated
the large kitchen/lounge area. The heat it gave off decreed that the group
wore only either, jogging bottoms or shorts. In Fact it was the four teens
that wore the shorts. One striking thing about the group was that they were
all quite fit. Not a pot belly among them. There was some fooling around
and banter as the teens moved around the group, kissing and groping. "Hey
Frank" One of the adults called out. "Think you can handle my boys' dick?"
"He's grown some since last time!" That raised a lot of laughter and lewd
comments.

Silence fell on the room as each face looked at another. Bang! Bang! Bang!
"UPS.. Delivery! Anyone home!" The six cars parked outside and smoke from
the chimney might have been a giveaway.

A big, elderly guy called Harper moved toward the door. All eyes on the
swinging movement in his jog pants and bubble ass. "Good morning sir!" "Hi
Guys!" Two men in UPS jackets and caps stood with an upright 5'x2'x18"
packing case on a sack barrow. "Sign here please sir." As Harper sighed the
guys clip board he was handed an envelope. "Your consignment details sir."
The case had a circle of holes at about face level and a dowel handles at
each side through vertical slots about 8" long. "All user instructions are
in the envelope sir including return shipment instructions. Would you like
us to truck it inside for you sir?" "Eh.....No thanks guys I think we can
manage." "In that case sir, please be sure to use the two lifting handles
that you can see there for lifting and maneuvering it. We will call to
collect at around 4pm tomorrow." Harper thanked the men and they
departed. A huge grin spread over his face as he peered through the circle
of holes.

He looked at two of the stocky, younger men. "Jack, Gary come and get this
inside. Be sure to use those lifting handles and keep it upright for
now. Put it there in front of that long couch." Taking a handle each, the
men lifted and steadied the crate and heard a muffled sound. "What.. The!
What's in here?" Jack asked. "In good time, in good time." Harper had that
grin on his face again. "Ok guys, gather round, and take a seat." He opened
the envelope and perused the contents for a second. "Ok listen up. As I am
celebrating the big six zero I decided to provide us with an extra treat
and it didn't come cheap so don't waste the horses." Harper began to read
the delivery note. "When moving or transporting keep vertical, always use
the carry handles. Do not drop or submerge in water. The contents can be
used with or without the supplied packing items. Prior to repacking for
return please ensure that all the packing items are fully inserted firmly
in place and the item is strapped in firmly. It is very important that the
handle system is reinserted properly. The item can be opened and unpacked
in either the vertical (recommended) or horizontal position.  Items to
improve performance are packed inside. Please use only the items supplied."

Harper had everyone's attention as one by one he unsnapped the three,
strong spring locks on each edge of the lid. Keeping his hulk covering the
lid of the case he pulled it away and looked into the pair of watering blue
eyes. The group had been shouting out random guesses as to the contents as
the locks were opened. They ranged from inflatable dolls, a huge birthday
cake to the absolute bizarre. When Harper walked away with the lid there
were gasps, there was silence and then, almost to a man "What thaaaaaaa
Fuck!" "Gentlemen! This is my little gift to all of you. Until 4pm tomorrow
this is your fuck toy, your cum bucket, your piss pot. You can fuck all of
his holes, he will fuck all of yours, he will lick, and he will swallow all
you can give. His little tongue will rim you till you die.....just make
sure you are clean. The rules: Don't break anything. No Shit. Feed him cum
only. No drugs. No alcohol. Nothing permanent.  He can take it but! If he
says stop! You stop."

All eyes were on the slim body of the totally naked, blonde haired boy with
his large blue eyes that could only move because his head was
immobilized. All body hair had been removed. Black Velcro straps held him
at the wrists, ankles, knees, elbows and upper thighs. One of the teens
shouted. "Look at that cock." It was a solid 3" thick 6 inches of uncut
flesh. His ample balls were drawn up and out by the snug fitting rubber
cock and ball harness. The piss slit had a penis plug and ring fitted. Thin
chains ran from it to each nipple clamp. He was fitted with a ball gag
harness with a large "O" ring fitted inside of his teeth. Saliva dripped
from his open mouth through the stretched red lips onto his chin and
chest. Red ear plugs had been fitted just to add to his discomfort. Between
his thighs about three inches below his balls was a rubber cup. It was
attached to the wooden pole that ran behind his thighs and out of each side
of the crate. What could not be seen was the thick, black, seven inch dildo
also attached to the bar. Each time the crate had been picked up or moved
by the handles then the boys balls were pulled up and the dildo pushed and
twisted up inside him.

Harper told two of the teens to get the boy freed and out of the crate. Two
18 year olds stepped forward and began opening the Velcro straps. They took
Brayden by his arms intending to walk him out of the crate. They saw the
panic in his eyes as he shook his head. Both boys stood back and watched
the boy firstly bend over and then take small steps forward, they heard;
"Mmmmmmph.....eeeeeeeeeerm." His body wiggled from side to side
"Mmmmmmph.....eeeeeeeeeerm." It was only when he stood up that they saw the
large black thing that had impaled him inside the crate. Brayden observed
the look of amazement on his liberators faces. Then, he felt his cock
twitch. From the audience one of the men could be heard to say; "How the
fuck did they get that big fucker up his little hole! Holy shit!" Harper
took a vote and it was agreed that they wanted all the packaging
removed. Much to Braydens' relief the ear plugs and gag harness were
removed. He was allowed to remove the penis plug and ring himself. Eyes
widened when the six inch rod withdrew from his urethra. The pain in his
nipples was electric, horrific. Harper had the dubious honor of removing
the two clamps before he pinched and rubbed them. Finally the cock and ball
harness was removed. The twelve year old boy was ready to be used.

Hands were all over the boy's slender body like a rash. A large tongue
invaded his mouth while another devoured his cock and two more were taking
turns to flick in and out of his still stretched boy hole while their
owners hands pulled his ass cheeks apart. Someone had encircled his balls
with thumb and finger and was trying to detach them from his body.
Braydens' own hands were busy. They were stroking hard cock through jogging
pants or had snaked up the shorts of one of the teens to fondle what they
could find in the way of cocks and balls. There was certainly a lot of
groaning going on. Someone wearing shorts had cum. Having their foreskin
pulled back and pumped six times then a small finger nail scratch inside
their piss slit sent them into orgasm. The product of which was now running
down the boys arm. That same hand had now pulled down the front of some
jogging bottoms. The same small hand could barely encircle the man cock it
had found. Somewhere in the back of his mind he wondered why every cock had
soft skin. No matter how big or old or hard it was, it was always soft to
the touch.

Only one person was not participating in the assault on Brayden. He stood
behind the main group taking in the sight in front of him. With few
exceptions everyone was naked. If they were not molesting the boy or vice
versa, they were kissing and fondling one another. Sixteen year old Ethan
was still wearing a very skimpy pair of white running shorts. He was quite
slim at just 9 stones (126lb) and around 5'2". He was sex on legs with his
golden tan, deep brown eyes and shock of shoulder length wavy blonde
hair. He had just broken off a lingering kiss with one of the older men who
had pawed his beautiful young body and groped his groin and cute little ass
causing him to squeal almost like a girl and yet, after all that he showed
no sign of an erection. "Fuck this!" Harper pulled away from the small hand
gripping his cock. The others looked slightly startled at his
outburst. They moved back when Harper pulled off his jogging bottoms, nine
inches of circumcised cock swung around like a dock crane. "It's about time
this little cunt got fucked!" Harper picked the naked boy up like he was a
pillow. In a flash his knees were on a huge glass coffee table. "Grab his
arms and hold him down!" The glass was cold on Braydens 'cheek as he was
forced down with his little bum pointing skywards. A resounding slap on his
left bum cheek caused him to slip along the glass and his head to hang off
the end. Fortunately for the boy his hole was still stretched and wet from
the tongue licking he had just undergone.  Harper gave no thought to the
fact that he was about to fuck a boy young enough to be his grandson. The
onlookers were amazed at just how easy the head of his cock had entered the
boys' hole. As it went deeper and got thicker Brayden started taking short
sharp breaths. When five thick inches were inside him he relaxed and waited
for the remaining
four. "Ooooooooooooooooh... Aaaaaaaaaarh... Ooooooooooooooooh... Fuuuuuck!"
He felt the man balls bash against his own then the stubble of the shaven
pubes. Harpers' hands ran up and down the boys' slender body feeling his
ribs and nipples with each forward thrust. Distinct "fuuucks" and
"Oooooohs" issued from the group as they watched the boys' stretched
sphincter vanish as the cock entered and then appear again, dragging along
the thick flesh as it pulled out before being plunged back in. The feeling
of the tight muscle gripping his cock was abject pleasurable pain but,
Harper took another ten minutes before his head went back, his fingers
gripped the boys' thighs as he rammed and held himself inside and filled
the boy with hot cum. Less than a minute had passed before Brayden pushed
free of the two holding him and he slid along the glass table leaving a
snail trail of cum in doing so. Harper was now standing with his cum
slicked cock swinging in full view. Automatically he grabbed the small head
as its mouth covered his cock and begin to suck and lick it clean. Someone
had stepped forward then, sprayed his cum all down the boys back. Brayden
sealed his lips behind the glans of the thick cock and pushed his small
tongue into the urethra to get the last drop of its contents. As the can of
Budd was handed to Harper the voice said. "Fucking awesome." And the boy
was left sitting on the table.

Sixteen year old Ethan just stared at the boys sweat coated body, observing
how he licked and savored the cum from his lips. The teen still showed no
erection despite the erotic scene he had just witnessed but, there was a
large wet patch at the front of his shorts. With the exception of Ethan
everyone was totally naked the other three teens seemed to be the obvious
target for the older men. Around the room every stick of furniture was
being used. Chairs, sofas, tables, even the kitchen counter. One teen was
placed backwards over the back of an armchair. His legs raised and rested
on the shoulders of the guy fucking his cute arse, while his upside down
head was having its mouth fucked by the guy astride of the two arms of the
chair who, in turn was having his cock and balls yanked by the guy forcing
his tongue inside him. Three older men were using 12 year old Brayden for
some crazy game. He had been placed belly down across the tops of two
square kitchen stools. His cock and balls had been pulled down and trapped
between the two seats before they were fixed together with cable ties. His
slender arms had been tied down the front stool legs and his bent knees
fixed like he was on a race horse. One guy was slowly face fucking the boy,
strings of combined saliva and pre cum dripped to puddle on the
floor. Another was spreading the boys hole open while finger fucking and
licking his insides. A dark haired 30 something was using two spatulas' to
slowly turn every exposed inch of the boys' bare back and sides
red. Bizarrely they changed places every few minutes. It was none
stop. They only came when they were fucking the boys throat which became
evident when his body would buck and tense up because his nose would be
pinched to ensure he swallowed the cum being fed to him. Then they simply
moved round. On the other hand, other couples were just simply fucking. The
exception was young Ethan, though he was receiving the attention of one
man. He was sat on a high stool having his body caressed and nipples sucked
and chewed. The hands were all over his hot body. While he battled the
tongue being forced into his mouth a large hand was massaging his cock and
balls through his tiny shorts. The boy was giving as good as he got as he
sucked on the invading mouth and wanked the thick, cut cock that was
thrusting in his hand. The kissing stopped momentarily when Ethan inched
forward on the stool. He took the cock and pushed it up the leg of his
shorts until it all but vanished and was trapped. The cocks' owner started
humping and the deep kissing continued accompanied by a lot of groaning.

The session continued toward lunchtime. Some of the group had sorted a
barbecue of sorts. The smell of fries permeated the chalet mingling with
the thick scent of male sex. Steak, onions with corn cobs rested on the
barbecue hot plate for anyone interested in eating anything other than ass
or cock. Some had put their shorts or joggers on to eat. They were after
all civilized people to a degree. Brayden however was still tied to the
stools which had been carried outside where he was again fixed to them but
now facing upwards. Harper and an 18 y/o had decided he would make a good
table so had rested their plates on his chest and belly as they ate. The
teen asked Harper if the kid was allowed to eat. "Seems that he's not
allowed food son, that right boy?" With that Harper let the butter on his
cob drip onto the kids limp cock and balls. The exhausted boy told him
there was a box in the crate with some stuff for him. Harper went to the
crate and sure enough there was a small box in one corner. Having discarded
his food plate Harper placed the box on the boys' flat stomach. He popped
the lid to find it contained six unwrapped energy bars and a small plastic
bag containing six small, blue tablets. Harper read from a small note in
the box. "The enclosed bars may be small but are packed with a lot of
nutrition and should be fed to your charge every three hours only. Yes, the
blue pills are a derivative of Viagra, one tab to be given with the energy
bar." Harper read on. "What the fuck! The bars can be a bit bland so,
before being consumed, they should be given a generous coating of the boys
ass juices to add flavor........this is unreal guys. Consumption of the
bars and pills should be washed down with a minimum of one pint of fresh,
warm piss. Fuck me boy, Harry Brown is some boss!" "Yes sir! He likes
clients to get what they pay for." "No worries on that score boy, we are
going to get MY monies worth. With that, Harper took a bar and inserted it
without ceremony right up inside the boys' hole. The boy winced as the bar
scraped his sphincter. After a minute or so the bar was retracted with
equal discomfort. "Ethan, come here boy and feed the kid. All eyes were
fixed on the scantily clad teen's body as he fed the boy the slime coated
bar. The front of Ethan's shorts were now drenched in cum. Without being
asked, someone had produced a large, clear plastic beaker and handed it to
Harpers young lunch companion. "There you go boy, fill it up." The kid
pulled the front of his shorts down and duly filled the cup with his fresh,
warm yellow piss.  With his slender arms tied directly down the legs of the
stool it was virtually impossible for the boy to take the drink down. His
head was lifted up by Ethan while Harper administered the pill and poured
the piss into the waiting mouth. Eating and drinking continued until
someone said "Woooooah! Would you look at that?" All eyes were on Braydens
cock. In just five short minutes it was rock solid at least another two
inches long and double its original thickness. The head of his cock was so
swollen that the tender skin shone. Harper placed the bag of tablets in his
pocket for safe keeping.

Eating was done. The guys were organized and everything was cleaned up and
tidied away in quick time. To make life easy, it was agreed that pizza
would be ordered for supper. One of the men found a menu in the kitchen and
called the order in at the one and only pizza place in town for delivery at
9pm. Brayden still sported the Viagra induced erection. Pre cum dripped
from the slit of the engorged cock head as he was released from his ties
and brought into the main room. The two high stools now stood at either
side of the coffee table where upon the naked boy was made to kneel and
form a bridge between them. No sooner was he in position than several items
were placed on the table below him out of his vision: A 16" paddle, Leather
belt, riding whip, a dish full of used condoms, the 7" black dildo from the
crate, a pile of 4oz weights with wires attached. A large dice clattered
onto the table below the boys' belly. A small parachute harness with a
steel loop was then fixed behind the boys balls. The gag harness fitted
into his small mouth, the nipple clamps drew a hiss from the open mouth
when they snapped on and a lot of gasps from the onlookers when two inches
of the thick dildo spread the boys little sphincter open.

Harper sat on the sofa. "Gentlemen, sorry guys, could someone put those ear
plugs in the boys' ears?..........Now, the rules. Each number on the dice
or die represents an item on the table.

1=Paddle. Throw the dice to reveal the amount of swats. The swats can be
applied anywhere..Anywhere.  2=Riding whip, Paddle rules apply. 3=Belt,
Same as paddle but only anywhere between chest and belly, 4= Place one
weight on the parachute harness 5=Push the dildo in one inch. 6=Pour the
contents of two used condoms anywhere. Ok guys, one hour to play, get naked
and take your turn as it comes. Ethan, stay as you are and you
start". Ethan had changed into clean shorts; they were now black and even
smaller than the white ones. Just the sight of him stepping forward caused
a few erections.  A cheer went up when the dice bounced onto the
floor. "One!" They all shouted and set the format for the remainder of the
game. 5 followed. A slim, blonde haired guy stepped up and took up the
paddle. "Just enough to hurt guys, don't want to beat the kid up." They
were Harpers' last words before the paddle landed right across the backs of
the boys' thighs just below the protruding dildo. A second and third in the
same spot, the last two left their mark on each outer thigh. Braydens' head
tossed around and his slender arms trembled. His hearing blocked out made
the blows reverberate through his body. Four! The 4oz weight was hooked to
the loop and dropped some 18 inches causing the boy to tense up. "Come on
guys we don't want to castrate the kid easy, easy!" Harper was not
pleased. Five! On two consecutive throws. One inch of the dildo was left
protruding out of the boys' 'stretched hole. One! Followed by four; each
foot was lifted up and the bottoms paddled twice. Another weight
followed. 3! The first six was thrown. The boys' open mouth drooled spittle
and screamed as each stroke of the belt curled around his slender belly
area, the guy was good, each time the tip of the belt licked his belly
button. The riding whip came next. With his balls drawn down by the
weights, the boys pulsing cock was flat against his pubis and naturally
pointing forward. Four upward strokes of the whip squashed it flat against
his body causing the boy to gasp and sob. The game went on. Slowly the
boys' body was getting covered in red paddle, belt and whip marks. One
stroke of the paddle on his little buttocks drove the dildo right up inside
him. Eventually Six! One of the older men stepped up and deftly picked out
two very full condoms from the dish. Braydens' body shuddered when the cold
fluid of one was emptied between his shoulder blades then rubbed along the
whole length of his naked body amid a lot of Oooooohs and
aaaaaahs. "Disgusting!" One voice called. If they thought that was
disgusting what followed would truly disgust. The boys head was tilted back
and the condom emptied straight into the small gaping mouth. With his
nostrils pinched closed, it only took a few seconds for the contents to
enter the boys' natural waste disposal system. "Oh maaaan! That was
disgusting! Said a guy at the front." How could you?.....I want a six next
time!" Laughter filled the air amid the kissing and fondling. The sight of
the boy had caused some serious self abuse. Just the sounds of slaps
against his skin and his moans caused a lot of activity. One of the teen
boys was bent over a chair with his arse and mouth being royally
fucked. The boys torment continued. Even his hands and legs had been lifted
from the stools so that his palms and shins could be punished. With two
pounds of weights hanging from his stretched balls the skin covering them
was almost translucent. Even the downward curve of his back could not get
the weights to rest on the table. But it did make his beaten arse cheeks
stick out and his head turn upward more and in doing so made them obvious
targets. So many condoms had been emptied onto his face that his eyes were
coated and filled with cum. It dripped over his top lip into his mouth or
onto his bottom lip and chin. Not to be outdone, someone had removed his
ear plugs, filled his ears with cold cum and put the plugs back in.

Brayden didn't know whether he was happy or disappointed when the game
finished. He could take the light beatings and being used as a cum disposal
unit, even the dildo that was deep inside his arse was not giving him
satisfaction. What he craved was cock, the thicker and longer the better,
both, up his arse and down his throat. The boy craved cock. His wishes all
came at once when two men lifted him off the stools complete with the
weights swinging from his stretched ball sack. He was on the tiled floor on
his hands and knees. His throbbing cock and balls were relieved of the
parachute harness. The gag harness, ear plugs and dildo were all
unceremoniously removed from his sore body. The pain of the tiles on his
bare knees was nothing. The air was knocked out of his lungs when a very
thick human cock was rammed up into his insides and his mouth stretched
even wider when a similar item entered his small mouth. The guy filling his
arse reached around and began wanking his still hard cock. Brayden was
moaning loudly with both pleasure and pain. The two men were thrusting so
hard that his hands and knees were being raised from the floor. The slaps
to his already beaten bum cheeks really hurt; his yelps only drove the guy
to fuck him harder. The cock fucking his face had pubic hair, his nose was
buried in them and he could feel them inside his mouth, when the cock
pulled out he could feel the loose ones in and around his mouth. They would
pass through his body with the cum he had already swallowed. It was
Braydens 'own fault, his loud yelps and moans had brought both men to
orgasm. Their final hard thrusts and cum leaking out of him told him it was
over. He was instantly grabbed by two men. Without ceremony he was hauled
away into the large wet room. It was warm and humid. One of the large
shower heads dripped onto a brown stain on the floor created by the
unrepaired leak. The boy was placed on the toilet pedestal with his back
hard against the cistern behind him. From a plastic bag previously left
there, cuffs were produced and placed around his wrists. A length of chain
was passed around the lower waste pipe. When the boys' arms were drawn down
tight at either side the chain was attached to the cuffs. Each took an
ankle and raised the boys' slender legs up beside and above his head where
they were firmly fixed to the water downpipe with cable ties around his
ankles and rope around the backs of his knees. The men stood back and
admired their handiwork. The boys upturned arse, cock and balls and his
cute little mouth were all openly on display. He was fed another nutrition
bar that had been spread with the contents of one of the used condoms and
left to ponder what may happen to him next.

 "Gentleman and boys." Harper glanced at the four teens stood
together. "It's coming up for 6pm. Other than the entertainment provided by
our little cum dump Brayden...we have to fulfill our obligation to induct a
new member to our club. "Jack, please bring your boy forward." To polite
applause Jack moved forward and took his son by the bicep. Ethan moved
forward ahead of his father. A plastic chair had been positioned for Ethan
to sit on. Harper spoke again. "Tom, please do the necessary." Tom was in
his mid thirties and an expert in his trade. Ethan looked a little nervous
when the small hand held machine began to buzz, even more so when his long
blonde locks began to tumble down his bare chest. He was soon distracted as
he watched Toms' half erect cock bounce over his balls with each
movement. After ten minutes and some fine trimming Ethan sported the finest
military, flat top hairstyle. A few hours in the sun would soon tone the
paler parts of his face and neck to match his body. Eager helpers soon had
the hair cleared away and the chair out of sight. To a man they must have
thought how really handsome the boy was now that his features could be
fully seen. Harper carried on conducting the proceedings. "Jack, if you
would do the honors'." Harper handed him a small key on a piece of
cord. Jack then pulled down and removed his sons' shorts thereby revealing
to everyone the steel chastity cage that he had been made to wear for a
month prior. Ethan's sixteen year old hard cock and full balls were visibly
straining against the narrow bars of the contraption. When his father
unlocked it his gasp of release was audible as the two precious appendages
sprang to life. Ethan may have been a slightly built boy but he had a cock
and balls to be proud of. His father was the first to give him a deep
affectionate kiss, another twelve followed in very slow succession as did
the firm tugs and gropes of his uncut cock and liberated balls. Ethan would
be proud when able to display his badge of recognition just above the
nipple on his right breast. All those in attendance had one. Some, like
Harper's and some other older guys were slightly faded now. The insignia
was simple, an italic B in red with roman numerals in black: BXi or
BVii. The roman numerals represented the number of members who partook in
the ceremony.

Ethan was about to undergo the groups method of "Bukkake" He would soon
have his tattoo BXiii but first the ordeal. As was tradition, the eldest
member would be first. Ethan was first placed on his knees on the tiled
floor. A red cushion trimmed with gold braid was placed under his head,
then his arms were drawn back between his spread knees and his wrists tied
to his ankles in expert fashion. A ceremonial paddle was placed in front of
the boy. To confirm he had looked at it he had to call out the date burned
into it and confirm with Sir! Ethan's trembling voice called out
"Ninteenthirtytwo! Sir!"  Next to the paddle lay a dish of condoms in their
foils. The procedure would happen according to the member's induction
date. Alternately the inductee was to be fucked (with condom) to orgasm or
paddled 6 times with respectable force in rotation. In Ethan's case 72 year
old Archie would set the precedent. When Archie selected the paddle the
group began to work out their place in the order. Ethan stilled himself
with clenched teeth. The paddle was applied with moderate force but enough
to let him feel its weight. Harper was next in order; Ethan recognized the
huge cock when Harper bent to take a condom and was heard to say "god no"!
His one saving grace was that anyone following Harper would not be so
tight. The boys' loud gasps spoke volumes. The sight was so erotic to some
onlookers that they had to turn away for fear of cumming before their
turn. Ethan had an enormous erection from Harpers fucking. When the second
paddling began immediately after Harper had cum, Ethan learned that, when
pain followed pleasure it was all the more painful. He did try without
success throughout the ordeal to limit the pleasure but failed. When it
came to Jack (his father) stepping up, he was a paddler. "Remember all the
times you bad mouthed me son?" "Oh Pa no!" Whack! The boy howled. The edge
of the paddle had caught him right behind his balls as did the second
blow. The final four were delivered by Jack standing astride his son and
bringing the paddle down on each buttock and upper thigh. The boy was
visibly sobbing when Jack replaced the paddle "What goes around comes
around son." He tousled the boy's spiky flat top. His boy's body jerked
forward as once again his boy hole was filled with a fresh, hard
cock. After 45 minutes the final six swats of the paddle were administered
by one of the eighteen year olds. He was pretty pissed as he was just a
week short in age of the other 18 y/o who had been inducted with him and he
wanted so much to be able to fuck the handsome Ethan.

Ethan was untied and wasted little time in soothing his red bum cheeks. A
ten minute water break was called. Ethan headed straight to the communal
shower. He signed with relief when the warm jets of water cascaded onto his
hot, violated body. His cock was hard and his balls were still loaded with
a months' worth of his sperm. With a lathered hand he began to stroke
himself. He became aware of the boy firmly fixed to the toilet
pedestal. The sight of him made Ethan all the more hornier. The sight of
the exposed boy hole and his hard cock brought him to the edge. Ethan moved
quickly. With his hand cupped full of shower gel he moved to the boy and
began lathering up his cock, balls and gaping hole. Brayden moaned when two
fingers were inserted in him to wash him out. A hand held shower head hung
beside the boy was grabbed by Ethan. When he activated the trigger it
spluttered, then a jet of warm water gushed out. Ethan coughed and
spluttered himself as a stream of water cascaded down his face and almost
waterboard him. The soap was rinsed away. The boy let out a long groan as
Ethan slid his whole length straight into his hole. The boy's balls crushed
together. Ethan did not withdraw but pressed his pubis into the other
boys. His pert bum cheeks tightened, he threw his head back and his body
visibly trembled when he released jet after jet of his pent up juices
inside the boy.

When Ethan returned to the main room his still hard cock dripped with cum
in spite of having had Brayden lick it clean. The ten men and three teens
were stood in a horseshoe. Thirteen cocks were waiting for him, some soft,
some half hard. To a man they were all being massaged to some degree of
arousal by their owners. Ethan walked into the horseshoe which instantly
became a circle. Only when he knelt down and sat back on his heels was he
reminded of his beaten boy mounds. In no particular order two men
approached wanking their cocks. They presented their ample balls for the
attention of Ethan's mouth and tongue which began to snake out to lick and
suck each in turn. He would flinch when his face was battered with the
stiff cocks that deposited their pre cum on his face. His tongue would
still lap and suck on the cocks and balls when placed against his lips. The
men continuously wanked their cocks and took turns in pushing them into the
boys mouth to be sucked into giving up their cum. A hand was placed on his
head as jets of cum flew into his face. He had to keep his tongue out to
accept as much cum as possible. The depositor was to step back and allow
the circle to see it before it was swallowed. The next person then stepped
forward. Eager for the assault to speed up, Ethan began to feed the cocks
into his mouth and man handle ball sacks but he was dealing with some
experienced Bukkake players who were not going to be hurried. What the boy
did not realize was, the more he fondled the invaders the more cum they
would produce. Only six cocks in his face was coated in cum. His mouth
contained so much that it would ooze out between his lips making it hard to
see whether the guy was cumming in his mouth or not. The rule was that no
cock was to be considered spent until it and the balls had been licked
clean. Both of his wide blue eyes were full of cum as was his now short
hair. Two teens took him on together. They fed him both of their cocks at
the same time. Ethan cupped the boy's balls at the same time; two firm
squeezes and one hard suck was too much for their young bodies and they
fired off into his mouth and over his face. He made sure they both suffered
when he made an extra special effort to clean off their sensitive cock
heads causing them to almost beg him to stop. When Jack (his own father)
took his turn he had his son keep eye contact with him. Jack held the boy
by his hair and kept his head tilted back. When Jack felt he was going to
cum he pushed his piss slit into each nostril and clamped a hand over his
sons' mouth until he had ingested every drop through his nose. The boy
gasped and panted as his tongue lapped at the spent cock to remove any
residue. Eventually the final assailant stepped forward. It was 72 year old
Archie. His cock was ramrod hard with a thick bush of grey pubic hair. His
cock was not thick but it was nine inches long and cut. "You ain't getting
my cum boy until this is all the way down and you are chewing on them there
wiry pubes. So I suggest you best get to it. At my age I can't think of a
better way of dying than with my cock in that sweet young mouth and down
that narrow throat of yours." Ethan started wanking the thin nine
inches. "No point trying to pump the snake son, it ain't going to give up
its venom until it is deep inside you." Inch by inch and with some gagging
the boy slowly fed the cock into his throat. He could see the others were
wanking their cocks again. Eventually his nose was buried in Archie's
pubes. "That a boy son, I can feel them throat muscles gripping; you sure
are good at that." Archie's hands gripped the boys head and his hips pumped
six times, crushing the boys' nose in his pubes. Eventually Archie withdrew
his cock which was duly licked clean. When the circle moved in on him he
lay flat on his back to have his whole body sprayed with fresh, warm
cum. His final act was to scoop the cum from his body and feed it to
himself. The ceremony had taken almost two hours. More fucking ensued
between the group with the main target being the other three teens who were
the popular choice for those with the energy. An unwritten rule was that
you never refused the advances of another member or members under any
circumstances. They were to learn, that even when they were eating that
their young bodies would be required.

Braydens' limbs were starting to ache. Someone had written "CUM DUMP" in
red indelible pen on his forehead. A red line was drawn down his nose with
an arrow head on his top lip pointing to his mouth. Thick black letters had
been written on his inner thighs. The ·O · in boy was his own
hole. FUCK B ·O ·Y HERE! Some messages had been written on the tiled
wall PLACE COCK DIRECTLY INTO MOUTH TO DISCHARGE FRESH CUM: TO EMPTY
CONDOMS: SEAL OPEN END OVER MOUTH THEN SQUEEZE BALLS HARD TO CREATE SUCTION
UNTIL CONDOM IS EMPTY.  Several empty condoms had been left on various
parts of the boys immobile limbs. TO CLEAN THE CUM DUMP USE JETS OF FRESH
URINE OR THE COLD WATER HOSE TO THE LEFT. TOWEL: USE HAIR. WHEN FUCKING
MOUTH PLEASE ENSURE THE CUM DUMPS HEAD DOES NOT DAMAGE THE CYSTERN. IF CUM
DUMP SHOWS SIGNS OF CLOSING DOWN REINVIGORATE BY APPLYING THE PADDLE
LIBERALY TO ARSE AND FEET. As is the norm, some had ignored the signs and
left their cummy mess on the boys face and his cock and balls. They had
pissed in his hair so now the towel was wet. No thought for the next user
whatsoever.

The hot tub was being made use of. There was a lot of sex going on. Users
of condoms were requested to make sure they did not go into the filters but
take them to the CUM DUMP. At around 9pm Harper had dressed presentable. He
walked down the drive to pay for and collect the pizza order. 10 large
pizzas of various flavors were devoured along with cases of Budd. Everyone
was showered by 10.30pm and were sat or lying around naked. The teens were
being passed around to be deep throated, fingered and wanked or sucking on
hard cock. One boy was being rimmed and wanked while he blew an older guy
and his thighs were smacked with the riding whip. Jack had supplied some
real heavy duty, man/boy porn. Mainly BDSM, CBT and worse, which was being
shown on the huge TV.

By 2am everyone was in bed. Three bedrooms had been designated as sleep
rooms. The remaining rooms were for those who wanted a long
night. Braydens' night was going to be long. He would be kept awake with
the constant mouth and arse fucking. Cum swallowing had become almost
impossible and was glad when someone pissed in his mouth to either wash it
out or make the cum easier to swallow. He had slept briefly twice, only to
be woken when his upturned arse or feet were paddled.

Harper was up early. The building stank of sex, pizza, beer and cigar
smoke. Archie (the only smoker) had to have a King Edward every hour he was
awake. The cold, morning spring air permeated the building as Harper moved
around opening every window and door. He met with abuse and profanity when
he opened all the bedroom windows. Eventually everyone was up and about a
slow trickle of bodies made for the showers and back. Brayden had been
released and fed a nutrition bar that someone had spread with their load of
early morning cum. The glass of fresh water he had been given contained one
of his tablets, just as his erection was waning. Now he was under a warm
shower where three pairs of hands were soaping his small body. He went up
on his tip toes all three times when fingers were pushed up inside his boy
hole to clean him out and give him an early morning fuck. His thick, erect
cock was also being cleaned with a sponge that encircled it and his
balls. Someone thought it would be good to also use a soapy sponge to clean
his mouth out. After ten minutes of scrubbing, wanking and finger fucking
the indelible ink had only faded slightly. They never bothered to dry the
boy or dress themselves and led him out through the main area where the
smell of grilled bacon, eggs and coffee filled the air. The three were only
interested in consuming boy! His ankles and wrists were taken hold of and
after two swings of his body he flew through the air and crashed into the
centre of the hot tub. It was not long before his chest was resting over
the side with his arms trapped behind the backs of to older guys. Someone
stood eating a bacon roll while he shoved his cock down the boys'
throat. The three other guys were taking it in turns to fuck his boy hole
and wank his cock. He was left in the tub when they eventually finished and
went for breakfast. By 11am they had all mucked in and cleaned up the
chalet. Some were naked, some had on shorts or joggers. The four teens
stayed naked as they knew it was simply a waste of time as someone would
have them naked in no time.

Nobody knew what the three older guys were planning as they sat in a corner
of the room. Archie spoke in between puffs of his cigar, Jack and Harper
were laughing along with him. Burgers and fries were ordered for delivery
at 2pm. Jack nominated himself to collect the delivery. Brayden was
entertaining and being entertained in the hot tub by two of the teens who
had managed to get a proper chance to fuck and get fucked by him. Jack and
Harper had gone around the group informing them that they should be in the
wet room after lunch at 2.30. Meanwhile those that were having a break from
the sex were catching up with all the sports news. Just after 2pm when Jack
arrived back with the burgers and fries there was a feeding frenzy. As
nobody wanted to give up their cum Brayden was given a plain nutrition bar
and treated to a coke as it was easier to pop a tablet in the can.

Just after 2.30 Brayden walked ahead of Jack who was guiding him with a
hand on the boys shoulder. They entered the wet room where everyone had
gathered and everyone was naked. Soon, a circle was created around the
naked boy who had been put to his knees below a shower head. The pure sight
of him looking so submissive with his swollen cock and balls disheveled
blonde hair his wide blue eyes that looked so tired. All he could see
around him was fourteen hard cocks. He knew what he had to do. He knew he
was "The Bukkake-Boy" Two at a time and with little hurry the assault on
his mouth and face began. While his mouth was full with one cock another
would be slapping as much of his face as possible. Pre cum was pushed into
his tired eyes. When his mouth was filled with cum he opened it to show its
presence and to accept the next cock. The cock that was withdrawn would be
wiped over his face, in his ears and up his nose. At times he would have
two cocks cumming in his mouth or spreading their white juices over his
face. At halfway he could hardly see for the cum in and around his
eyes. Every effort to breathe drew cum up his nose. Someone had decided he
needed to be wanked and was holding his foreskin back using shower gel as a
lubricant on his throbbing shaft. Because of the pill he never got
soft. The only way anyone could tell he had cum was when he got agitated
and squealed through his full mouth. Even when he had cum they just
continued anyway. Ethan was the final one. Unlike the others, he had gone
balls deep into the boys' throat. Those around were wanking vigorously at
the sight of his slender naked body and that cute, tight arse that created
dimples in each mound with every thrust. He told the boy to push his tongue
right out after he withdrew and coated it with his boy seed before making
Brayden clean every drop from glistening cock and balls. For the finale the
boy was made to sit back and place his hands by his feet, head back and
mouth open. His whole front, face and hair were then coated in warm cum and
his cock and balls bathed in hot piss.

There followed a long session of showering with copious amounts of soap
lather being administered to different parts of different bodies. Without
doubt the four teens would end up being the cleanest. Brayden was being
passed around to be lathered, tongue kissed and fondled. His abused cock
and balls were still receiving much unwanted attention. Everyone gathered
around the crate at 3.50pm to see the clean Bukkake -Boy repacked in his
crate. A few groans could be heard when he sat and impaled himself on the
large dildo before laying back and having the gag harness and earplugs
replaced. When his limbs had been secured and his head immobilized the
final piece: The six inch penis plug was slowly pushed down his urethra and
the ring secured around the glans. The hardness of his erection defied the
weight of the steel plug. The UPS collection was on time. With the crate
still laying flat on the floor the boys' security and wellbeing was
checked. The cup under his balls was pushed up into place. The lid was then
aligned with the ring of holes directly over the boys mouth and the six
clasps snapped shut. Harper was handed a receipt for the consignment. The
UPS guys were about to lift the crate to the upright at the head of the box
when Harper asked them to wait a sec. From somewhere he produced a beaker
full of white, gooey liquid. He knew that Brayden could not hear him. "I
collected this from all the used condoms when I went round this morning
fella's. Didn't like to see it go to waste." There was no response from
inside the crate when the beaker was slowly emptied through the ring of
holes. The UPS guys raised the crate up. "Fred, you forgot the truck
barrow! Oh well, we will just have to carry it out. Thank goodness it has
these carrying handles!????????" A definite, though muffled
"NoooooooooooooooooooH! Could be heard from inside the crate.

Prologue: Brayden Lorsten soon recovered from his weekend with the
group. He was a boy who loved to have his body used, especially as a cum
dump in all of his orifices. The indelible writing was soon removed with
some rubbing alcohol and his insides only took one very enjoyable enema to
get him sorted. He is hoping he will be re-booked for the next induction by
the group though at $5000 a time it may have been a one off. He had another
$4000 for his college fund and he had $1000 for his mother who would no
doubt give him a treat.

The next work is in progress. If you have any comments/suggestions then
please mail me: Zebedee21@protonmail.com I always reply!