HOBO

     I had just been released from the juvenile detention
center about a month. Seems the police became concerned
after they caught me for stealing a car and knocking over
a liquor store. This does not include a previous rap
sheet, just the current stuff. They would let me out of
the clapper if I'd agree to live with my Grandparents on
their Texas ranch. I went there and did a bunch of tough
work,  repairing barb wire fences, feeding stock,
shoveling shit and a bunch of other stuff I really didn't
want to do. I wanted out.
     Grandma didn't see me as I peered into her kitchen
one day. She was on a step stool tucking a few bills in a
cookie jar. Guess it was her nest egg money. This got me
to scheming.
     One day, when no one was in the house, I got the jar
and counted the crumpled bills. Christ! There was over a
hundred and fifty dollars. I made up my mind right then. I
stuffed the crumpled bills in my pocket. As an after
thought, I went to  bedroom and raided Grandma's jewel
box. Then I took off.
     Down the road a bit there was a railroad track. I was
in luck. A slow freight was just pulling by. I found an
open door and hopped into one of the freight cars. It was
a cattle car. The floor was covered with fresh straw. I
gathered some of the straw, put it in a corner of the car
and made a pillow. I lay back feeling pretty smug as the
train gathered speed. Guess we had travelled about an hour
when the train slowed again. I was surprised when two more
bo's climbed in the car. I hadn't expected company. They
were older than me. They looked like cowboys. Probably
drifters. They moved to the other end of the car, sat, and
stared at me. In a bit, they both got up and moved my way.
I smelled trouble.
     "Hey, bo'. You got any money?"
     "Just a couple bucks, I replied, trying to act cool.
I was jerked to my feet. "We'll see how much you got"
     Hands frisked my pockets pulling out the wadded bills
and the jewels.
     "Hey, look at this," one exclaimed to the other.
Looks like the kid pulled a heist."
     "O.K., O.K. I ripped someone off. Now give it back."
     "No way," was the reply. Both men laughed.
    "Bet the cops are looking for you right now, kid. Ever
done any previous time?"
     "Yeah," I replied. I hoped my admission might get me
on their good side.
     "I've done time too. Last time I was in, I got fucked
in the butt. Ever had a cock in your ass kid?"
     I didn't like what I heard. I jumped to my feet and
headed towards the car door. I was going to jump. I didn't
care how fast the train was moving. A flying tackle
spilled me the floor. I was dragged back to the corner and
thrown down in the straw. Both guys stood over me leering.
     "You know, I'd like to see what this kid's got
hanging between his legs," one said.
     "Probably not much," the other replied. "But why not.
Looks like he has a cute, tight ass. Wonder what it looks
like bare?"
    "You know one thing, he sure ain't going to report
this to the cops."
     Both men laughed.
     "Undress, Kid. Mind us and we're gonna treat you real
good. If you don't, we're gonna kick your ribs and your
teeth in." A boot caught me in the side.
     These guys weren't kidding.
     "No, Please!"
     One of the men raised his foot, ready to kick me
again. I had no choice. I had removed my shoes and shirt.
I unbuckled my pants and removed them. I could not force
myself to remove my jock. I was grabbed and foreign hands
jerked it down and off my legs. My involuntary erected
dick stood upright. I was lying there completely nude,
held in submission. The eyes of both men were on my
crotch.
     "Well, Goddam. Look at that nice uncut peter. I'll
bet there's a pretty little cherry underneath that skin.
I'm gonna pop it out so we can take a look."
     My shaft was grabbed, squeezed, and the skin pulled
back so far it hurt. My red tip slipped out, fully
exposed.
     "What a cute prick. What a nice little pee hole.
Wonder if that pee hole can maybe give us a little
surprise." A spittled thumb ran across its top.
     " Now let's feel those nuts of yours"
     My balls were fondled. Each ball was squeezed to
where it pressed against the skin of the sac showing its
size.
     "You got a nice set, boy. Maybe we'll even get a
larger surprise from your pee hole."
     "I want to see his ass", the other man said.
     I was unceremoniously rolled over. My legs were
spread.
     "Look at those firm rounded buns. What a nice tight
crack."
     Hands grasped my cheeks. They were pried open to
complete maximum. The pad of a stiff finger scratched at
my asshole.
     "Press down, boy. Press down like you are trying to
shit. I want to see that thing blossom out.
     I strained and pressed down. My asshole opened.
I could only hold it that way for a few seconds, then it
returned to normal position.
     "Do it again, boy."
     I pressed down again. A dry finger was pushed up my
asshole.
     "Please. NO!. STOP!" I pleaded.
     "Shuddup and obey us. Want us to throw your clothes
off the train? The railroad bulls would find a nature boy
aboard, wouldn't they. They'd turn you over to the cops,
too. Wouldn't they."
     I lay helpless in the straw. They had taken the money
I had stolen. I had no idea what they were going to do to
me or make me do to them. If I told the cops what they
did, I'd be be arrested and sent back to jail. I was at
their mercy. I lay there in the moving, swaying car
listening to the click of the tracks and the whistle of
the train's engine.
     "Let's bet on how far the kid can shoot his cum. What
about twenty bucks each of Grandma's money."
     It was agreed. One measured distance by making little
piles of straw as markers. I was stood up. A hand grabbed
my cock and started pumping. My dick swelled to full mast.
One of the men got behind me. He reached between my legs
and fondled by balls, a wiggling finger pushed up into my
ass. I was squirming almost out of control. I felt a
second finger being squeezed into my tight bung.
    "I'M COMING!" I screamed. My cock was held higher,
providing the best arc which would allow the longest
distance. I was pumped faster. I convulsed. My wad flew
out of my dick followed by some shorter shots. I was
exhausted. I was allowed to lie down as bet money was
collected.
     Both men stood in front of me and stripped. They
stood naked fondling their hard-ons.
 "Think the boy's rested enough to give us a blow job?"
"I think so, the other  replied."
     I was pulled to my feet. My face was pushed against
one mans chest.
     "Start licking my tits, kid."
     My tongue ran across one hard nipple then moved to
the other. I went back and forth like a windshield wiper.
     "OK. Now move your head down slowly. I want to be
washed all of the way down".
     I tasted dirty sweat as my tongue moved lower. I felt
a hard cock against my cheek. I grasped it, looked at its
head and put it in my mouth. I did this voluntarily. I
knew I'd be made to do it anyway. The big prick, lubed
with my saliva, filled my mouth. I kept my tongue busy. I
felt the tip swell and pulsate. Hot cum flooded my mouth.
I swallowed. I was made to do the second man the same way.
     Rails clicked by and the engine whistled. Train
watchers would have no idea that in this particular car
men were doing things to me and I was being made to do
things to them.
     I was ordered to sit and draw up my legs so I was
fully exposed.
     The men viewed my cock, my ass and my asshole as they
slowly recharged.
     "I'm going to suck his cock," one man said.
     He crawled to me and put his hand on my peter,
fondled it until it was fully hard, then slipped it into
his mouth. I was suckled like a starving baby working
working on mama's tit. I blew my wad into his mouth. He
spit it on my chest. I laid there and said nothing. I just
wanted to get some strength back. I watched the men fondle
themselves. Their pricks were hard again. Both were
conjuring up what they would do next.
     "You know, this is a cattle car. Let's play two bulls
and a cow. Come here, cow. Get down on your hands and
knees."
     I was forced to all fours. My head was pushed down
into the straw. My legs were opened wide and my butt-
cheeks spread. I heard gommies being coughed up for
lubrication. Some was spread on and inserted into my
asshole.
     "Now press down again like you need to shit. I want
to see your little brown flower come to full bloom.
Dammit! Press harder. Ah!. That's better. That's being a
good cow."
     A hard prick slid up my ass and didn't stop until a
pair of balls prevented it from going any farther. My ass
was slapped around as the long prick rammed back and
forth. I was making sounds as my breath shortened.
    " Say MOO, cow."
    " Moo."
    "Louder!"
    "M-O-O-O."
     Both men laughed at my obedience. I felt my cheeks
slammed extra hard. Warm cum shot into my ass. The second
man watch the limp peter of the first withdraw.
     "My turn now. Come on cow, I want you to moo for me
too."
     My asshole was burning when the second man finished.
    "Please, no more. Please let me go."
    "No way. Your busy little tongue is going to clean our
assholes first. We want them both nice and clean and
shining."
    "I won't I said."
    I wasn't going to lick any ass. They would have to
kill me first. I won't do it.
    One of the men held out his cupped burley hand.
    "Then this hand is going to take your balls and start
crushing them. You're going to be screaming hard and will
do anything to have me stop. You're gonna be glad to poke
your nose into our cracks and your tongue is going to run
a hundred miles an hour. Now get over here."
    The train started to slow. Both men glanced at each
other. They had really done most of their thing. It was
time they moved out. They hurriedly dressed and jumped out
of the cattle car door. The slow click of the rails came
to my ears. It had to have been a dream. My ass was still
smarting. I was still naked. I knew it wasn't. I dressed,
gathered a pile of straw and lay in it. I cried.
     The train moved slowly through the town. At the other
end, before speed was increased, two more men climbed
aboard.They looked at me.
     "Kid, you got any money? Hey. Look at your nice
body."
     I was really paying for my sins.


                         THE END


[Variant ending:
[The train started to slow, then momentarily stopped. The men
[glanced at each. They had most of their fun. Maybe a brakeman would
[walk by and catch them. They hurried decided to get off. They quickly
[dressed and jumped from the cattle car door. The train restarted. The
[slow clicking of the rails came again to my ears. This had to have
[been a dream. My ass was smarting. I was still naked. It was no dream.
[I dressed, gathered a pile of straw and lay in it. I cried. The train
[moved slowly through the town. At the other end, before speed was
[increased, two more men climbed into the car. They looked at me. "Kid,
[you got any money? Hey! Bet you have a cute peter and a nice ass."]