Date: Thu, 9 May 2002 19:20:03 +1000
From: michael hines <hines@pnc.com.au>
Subject: IT HURT 10

This story has not caused any problems for anyone, as it is a part of my
imagination. Nothing written here occurred. If you have a problem with
teenage /man sex/ incest, please leave. If this sort of thing is illegal in
your country then don't even bother to read this. You have been warned and
I take no responsibility for your problems. Leave now if you are under 18
years of age. I have no way of knowing whether you are younger. If you are,
be careful because this work is not for you. Anyone reading this should not
imitate the behaviour described, as the characters in this work of fiction
are not practising safe sex, so needed in 2002. Please email me if you have
some suggestions as to what should happen or tell me about this story.

				IT HURT 10

I felt his hand in my arse. I sat on the back seat of the bus and welcomed
the feel of Sam pushing into me.  "Shit." he said. "You are full of
cum. Much more than I shot into you. What has happened during the day?"  I
shot my buns back onto his hand and started to explain the mess that was
pouring onto his fingers.

"I spent some time trying to clean my crack after your fuck. I was filled
with your cum this morning and found it hard to sit or move at School. I
went to the shit-house at recess and got fucked. You are feeling the cum
and slime that I have taken up me. I took the swimmer and a big fucking
hard Year 12 boy. I then fucked a 12-year old that wanted my cock. He is
now bending over the pan in the local toilet. He wants us to fuck him. He
wants to suck your cum out of my arse. I want to fuck him again as you do
me. Want to see him?"

"Shit a twelve year old boy. I bet he can't take me. What about you?" Sam
said.

"I reckon you can fuck into me as I fuck him, he will suck your juice out
of my arse and then suck your big cock. He loves skin and juice and fucks
hard. If I stuff him he probably will take you. I will suck your juice,
unless he beats me!" I replied.

"Let's get him and take him home. We can find out what he wants and both
screw him. Dad will enjoy this scene and probably join us." Sam
retorted. "Where is he?"

"In the toilet being screwed by horny men." I replied. "He doesn't know
that we will take him home and fuck him."

"Let's find him and shoot lots of cum up his young arse."

We left the bus and walked through the park. The small toilet was easy to
find. I was amazed at the number of men who stood near the door and seemed
to be playing with their cocks. I had to turn them on further so I stood at
the door and pulled my/Sam's pants down, pushing my buns high and pulling
my cheeks open. I made sure that the men could see my arse-lips.

"Shittttt," yelled someone. "He is fucking ready for cock. Look at those
buns and his hole! He's leaking, he's just been fucked."

Sam and I walked inside. We heard muffled screaming and yelling coming from
the end cubicle. The sounds were deafening. The boy was being fucked and
hurt!!

We stood together in the cubicle next to his. Sam climbed on the pan and
looked over the top of the partition.

The boy had his head in the pan. The man had his arms wrapt around his
torso and was pumping his weapon roughly into him. The boy's body was
shaking as his shoulders supported this horror fuck. Any wonder the screams
were muffled, his head was fucking the pan as each thrust pushed into his
arse.

"Stop it!" Sam yelled. "Don't screw him like that."  "Piss off," was the
answer.  "I will fucken stop you rough bastard." Sam roared.  "Get fucked!"
was the response.

Sam charged through our door and pushed into the cubicle where the fucking
was taking place. He pushed the man away from the 12-year old boy's bum and
threw him back onto the slippery, smelly floor next to the urinal.

'Don't fuck with me again," Sam roared. "Leave this young arse alone. I
will fill it in my good time. You have no right to rape him. You rotten
sod."

The man scrambled for the door and disappeared. We took the boy and held
him close. He was whimpering and hurting.

Sam carried him to the door and walked past the group of men that were
waiting for the boy's arse.  "Fuck off." He yelled. "This boy is not
available."

"Leave him here," a voice, shouted back. "He loves our cocks and takes
man-dick every night. What are you going to do with him?"

"Stop your abuse," Sam shouted. "You only want to fuck a twelve-year old
arse then run, hoping that no one will find you. You cunts! Your cocks are
big, like mine, but you don't care how much pain you cause and the hurt you
give. Move away and let me take this boy home. I will treat his pain then
we will both fuck him. That's what he wants. He may scream and yell and get
very hurt but at least we will care for him after the fucks. You bastards
couldn't care less. You just want a hole to shoot into and slam spunk deep
inside. The younger the better!!"

We walked away, Sam carrying the sobbing boy. I walked behind, looking at
this beautiful young body that I had fucked and wanted to screw again.

We entered the House and put the very abused boy between our sheets. He
sobbed some more and closed his eyes. His body relaxed as sleep took him. I
looked at his sleeping form. He was so fucking beautiful. His body was
slender, his face, in sleep was so stunning. His legs and pubes were
enticing. I fucking had to root this boy again. I needed Sam. I wanted men
and boys. I wanted sex I wanted to be fucked and take sperm inside me. I
wanted the boy to shoot his cum. I was about to sleep with him taking Sam
up my arse. I squirmed at the thought of both boys being with me. I loved
older men using me but sleeping with boys was a wonderful turn on and what
I wanted.

I leapt into bed. Sam was still talking to his father; I wanted the
boy-flesh that was warming our bed. I grabbed the boy's waist and pulled
him to me he pushed back letting me grab his buns and play with his cock. I
felt intruders enter the bed. Sam and his father pulled back the sheets and
slid against us. Sam pushed his cock head into me; I fucked gently into the
boy. Sam's father held us in a very strong embrace.  We all slept.

What a way to wake! My cock was deep in the young boy's arse, Sam had the
head of his cock in mine and his father was lying in such a way that he
could hold us all together. I moved slowly feeling the pressure in my bum
and the arse-lips that held me inside the boy. I poked inside his tube, as
my piss filled erection needed release. I started to pee up him.  He moved,
pushing back taking my golden stream. I pissed into him and felt Sam push
at my crack. I wanted Sam but knew that he would hurt. Sam must have
kidneys full of piss as well. He started to fuck his liquid into me. It was
warm and moist. I pushed against him and felt the piss bathe my battered
boy-arse.  I filled the boy, Sam filled me. There was no way that the boy
and I could face a good fuck without shitting the piss and juice that we
had in our passages. We droopily left the bed and headed to the bathroom.
"I will beat you to the pan." I challenged him.  "No you won't," He said. "
I need to shit your liquid out and spray the cum that was forced into me
out into the pan."
 We ran to the toilet hurting and wanting to expel the juices that had been
fucked into us.  I won the race and sat painfully on the pan. I shot the
piss and cum that had been shot into me during the day.  We changed places
and the boy sat shitting and farting my piss and a huge load of cum from
his arse. He grimaced as the gooey mess left his body.  I held his head and
cuddled him as his arse fucked more of the shit into the pan.  He started
to whimper and hold me hard in his arms.

"I asked for this," he said. "I love being fucked, the harder the better. I
thought that the last man would understand my needs. He fucking hurt me. I
wanted his big cock but he wanted to hurt and humiliate me. He held me
tight pushing my head into the pan. I felt the water hit my face every time
he shoved into me. He fucking hurt me."  I held him tighter and felt like a
buddy. This boy needed love; he needed me to hold him making him safe.  "If
you want cock you have come to the right place." I said. "You can get off
with all of us but you won't be abused. You can scream and yell as we
punish your young arse but we will care for you after you take our cum."
"I want you to fuck into me. I love taking cock. I fucking want you." The
boy said. "I like being done and cuddled after being used. I want
you. Please take me back to the bed and screw me."  I held him and felt his
body. I wanted to slam cock into him and shoot a load. He wanted me. I
wanted Sam. Sam's father wanted us all. Shit this was an exciting place to
be.

We returned to the smelly room. Sam was asleep and his father was
also. They were lying on their backs taking a good deal of room on the
bed. I pushed my back against Sam and pulled the boy against me. We had
little space and I quickly pulled the boy's arse against the head of my
very hard cock. He worked his passage against my hardness and let me enter
his crack. I had to hold him tight as we had such a small space on the bed.

"Yes." The boy cried. "Fuck me! I want you up me now!"

Sam moved to hold me. His cock was ready, he was awake.

"Take me Daniel. I want your arse. Let me enter you and shoot my juice up
you. Fuck the boy as well."

I felt Sam push against me. He was so fucking big. My arse was too small I
was a young boy after all. I slid further into the crack that I was
fucking. Sam moved against me and started to enter my tight passage. He
made me scream he was relentless, he just kept pushing.

I was beside myself with pain and this caused me to fuck into the
12-year-old arse quickly with no thought for his comfort. Sam kept
going. He was so big and hard. I yelled at him and screamed for some
relief. The thrusts that he was giving me caused my cock to fuck the young
boy harder and faster. The boy started to scream and yell as well.  He was
packed with my cock and every time he tried to expel my prick another
thrust from Sam sent my cock further into his tight arse.

The arse fucking suddenly caused the boy and myself to get pleasured as
both cocks hit the wonderful prostate gland. I screamed with pleasure,
fucked harder and yelled for more. The boy was on fire. He shouted every
obscenity that he could muster. I screamed at Sam to fuck me harder and
deeper. We pushed, shoved, fucked, yelled and writhed as our cocks started
shooting. I felt Sam flood me, shit it was good. The boy pushed back taking
my load. I started to pulse into him feeding him the sperm that had flooded
my shaft.

"Fuck that cum into me as hard as you can," he pleaded.

"Sam give it to me you fucking beautiful boy, shoot, fuck, push, push, cum,
cum, cum," I shouted.

The cum shot into me and I shot into the boy. Sam's father, Barry held us
all watching and panting as we fucked. He shot a big load of man-cum across
our bodies. What a fucking mess.

I kept my cock up the boy; Sam kept his up me. His Dad felt us all and
licked as much body as he could find.  We were rooted. Our arms held each
other as we drifted into sleep.

I woke to a wonderful mess. My cock was still in the boy's sweaty body, Sam
was still up me, semi-hard, and his father had his strong arm across us
all. The sweat and smell of sex permeated the room. The bed was moist; boy
odours entered my alert nostrils. I hurt again. Sam had fucked me hard, his
cock had found my spot and this had caused me to fuck, crush and fill the
boy. I was sandwiched between the boys; my body was slick with sweat and
hot. My cock was inside wonderfully rounded buns. I started licking the
neck and upper back of the boy as I felt my cock increase in size. This
woke the boy who mumbled a sigh and gently pushed his buns harder against
me. My penis gathered strength and moved deeper into his passage.

"Yes, give it to me. Enter me, fuck me again. I love you rooting me." He
pleaded.  Sam's father moved against us.

"Let me suck the boy's cock while you fuck him, " Barry said. "I bet he has
a lot of cum in those big balls, he hasn't shot at all."

"Yea suck me as Daniel fucks his load up my arse." The boy said.

Sam woke, stretching and pushing into me. I felt his weapon harden and
thrust deeper. Shit he had nearly destroyed me last time. Now I was taking
him again. My wet, slick passage started hurting again. I yelled for him to
stop. This started a chain reaction! My cock thrust harder into the boy's
arse, Barry's mouth got fucked deep into his throat. I was screaming, the
boy started shouting. We were taking pain and being pleasured at the same
time.

The ploughing continued. The pain merged into pleasure, what a mixture, my
body started its tremble as my cum forced its way up my tube. Sam's cock
enlarged and started leaking into me. The boy's cock started to throb in
Barry's mouth. We pushed, screamed and fired into each other. The cum
flowed we all screamed for more.  I was really stuffed. Sam had his balls
slamming against my hole, I did the same to the boy, and Barry couldn't
breathe as the boy rammed his throat spunking up! The writhing, shaking,
sweating, thrusting and shooting had us all at fever pitch. We were yelling
at each other for more, harder, faster, deeper, shove, push, FUCK, FUCK
FUCK.

Three cocks had emptied. Barry was hard and having not cum, he was ready
for anything. The boy pulled away from my arse, took his cock from Barry
and then descended quickly throwing his lips around Barry's huge
foreskin. He started to suck and lick his piss-slit slowly taking more of
the stem into him.

"Suck me boy, suck, that feels soooo good," Barry screamed. "Put you
12-year old mouth around my man-cock, suck hard, lick my head, fuck me with
your mouth. Take it, let me fuck my cum into you."  He fucked as much as
possible into the small boy's mouth; he thrashed his face and started to
shoot.  "Take my juice, swallow me, take my spunk, suck hard, oh shit you
are good, take it, feel my wad sliding down your throat. Take it baby, you
are so fucking beautiful, I'm cummmmming! Swallow, suck, swallow. Take my
sperm. Yea! You have it all swallow!"

Barry grabbed the boy's head and forced more cock down his throat. The boy
swallowed as much as he could letting some spunk dribble around his lips.

Sam could not stand the strength of this mouth-fuck. He was hard again! My
arse was so sore! He was so hard and with a few rapid shoves he fucked
another load into me. I was a fucking mess.  We calmed down and slowly left
each other's bodies. Mine hurt beyond belief. The boy sank against me on
the bed. Sam cuddled me. Barry lay facing the boy and held his small frame.
Sam started rubbing my arse-lips with an ointment. I started to lose the
pain. I will steal that bottle I thought. The hurt subsided. I pushed back
into his welcoming arms. I was fucked and had fucked. The night was
beautiful.

The clock on the dresser showed 11 p.m.

 (To be continued)