Date: Sat, 06 Apr 2002 12:21:08 +0000
From: Michael Hines <foorde@hotmail.com>
Subject: It Hurt(2)

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 and some 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 known way of knowing whether you are younger.
If you are be careful because this work is not for you. Please email me if
you have some suggestions as to what should happen or tell me about this
story.

I left the bed of my friend. Full of his cum and more satisfied than I have
ever been. I had been fucked, sucked and cuddled. Now I had to return home.
I knew that my parents would never accept my sleeping away without their
knowledge. At 13, I had no rights. My cock and arse seemed to control my
life. Here I was Daniel Waters, a young fuckable boy who had learnt how to
take big cocks deep inside me and welcome the fluids that had been spunked
into me. I knew that my new friend would telephone my home and explain my
absence. He did and my father accepted his excuses. I believed dad's
understanding of my absence from home.

I left my lover's bed, emptied some cum out of my arse into his toilet pan
and dressed, without underpants, as he wanted to keep some of my smells with
him until the next time. I was too young to understand what sort of come-on
the smell of my piss, cum and streaks of shit could bring him. He held my
underpants to his nose and his cock soared to the hard length that I sat on
last night. He sniffed the cum that I had collected during the day and
enjoyed the piss smells. I had to taste his beautiful cock once more. I
knelt down and took the head of his cock into my mouth. He was so hard and
big that I struggled to take him into my throat. He remained smelling my
dirty underware. He sniffed harder as I took more of his powerful weapon
into my mouth. I knew he was close to coming and was disappointed that it
was not going to fill my young arse. I felt him shot cum into my mouth. I
gagged at the amount and relished the taste. He was great. I swallowed his
cum and realised that my cock was ready to shoot another load. I stood over
him and pulled hard, spraying him with spunk. He rubbed his fingers through
my load and licked them. I realised that he wanted a mouthful. I pushed my
semi-hard cock between his lips and let him suck the remains of
cum that sat on the head of my excited cock. He sucked every juicy drop and
then fingered the parts of his body that still had traces of my sperm. He
sucked his fingers and then kissed me.

I was shaking as I pulled my clothes on and prepared to leave. My friend
drove me home and kissed me goodbye.

I wondered what awaited me inside. I was soon to find out.
Dad appeared, bleary eyed and told me to go to my room. I was not prepared
for his next actions.

I swept into my room, exhausted, realising that I had to prepare for School.
Dad suddenly pushed my door open and jammed it closed.
"You slut" he said. "You have been fucking around and now think that your
friend's lies will save you."
I could not believe this outburst and looking at my dad's face I realised
that he had decided to deal with me for sleeping out.
He threw me on my bed pulled my pants down and pushed my legs apart. He
looked in disgust at my cock, then forced me to turn over onto my stomach.
I felt my legs being pulled apart, this forced my arse hole to open slightly
and pucker. He felt me, pushing a big finger inside my boy hole. I screamed,
as he was rough and fast in his entry. I felt the spunk that I was carrying
start to move against his unwelcome digit. He thrust a second big finger
into me. I was hurting and slopping against his fingers.
He removed both and sniffed my juices.

"As I thought," he yelled, "you are full of cum from the young man. What
have you to say about this?"
I was very scared of my father. He should not feel my arse and sniff its
contents.
I froze! He yelled again. I heard his fly zip opening. He pushed me down and
I felt the big head of his cock settle into my well-used bum. He was going
to fuck me! He was so aggressive that I had no way of stopping him. I
reached back to test his size. He was big, big, big. I knew that my 13-year
old boy cunt could not take him. He thought otherwise and pushed into me
without any grease or slow loving. I screamed and screamed! I was being
abused by my father the supposed protector of my body. He fucked me hard and
long. I felt his big cock shoot and his cum shot into my bowels. I pulled
away from him as he removed his weapon. He wiped my shit and excess slime
from his cock, smacked me on the head and told me to get to School.

I cringed with pain and disgust at what had happened. My Father had raped
me. He did not care what I thought, or felt. Why did he fuck me this way? I
could not understand his hatred of me as he fucked.

I showered and sat on the toilet expelling my lover and father's cum from my
abused arse.
I doned School clothes and left the house.

I was late for the first lesson. My bum was so sore and my passage was still
leaking. I tried to concentrate on class-work. I squirmed and ached. My arse
continued to leak. The smell of cum surrounded me. I had no where to go or
any way to face the problems that I had. I rushed out of the classroom,
ignoring the teacher's pleas to stay.

I ran to the ovals and rushed into the bog next to them. I found a stall and
sat crying as I shot another load of cum and crap into the basin. My tears
caused me to gulp and shudder. I was a thirteen-year-old misfit. My arse had
been fucked several times. It had hurt greatly except for Darren, my
17-year-old lover. I wanted to be with him, feel his balm as he gently made
love to me.
Now my father had fucked me. What chance did I have for any future?
I would gladly end my life now! Why bother living if all that will happen is
pain. I had no respect for my father nor any love after he fucked me. I knew
that my family was too busy to include me in anyway. I was a loser at
thirteen.

I wanted boys and men. At least someone who would shield me from the
difficulties that I had.
I wished for Darren, at least he understood.
My mind was playing tricks. I hurt and tried to hold my abused body
together. I realised that the best way of treating my pain was to find a man
who would love me and comfort my body.

The best place to find a man was at the toilet! I pulled myself together and
headed for the one place where men gathered.

I entered the smelly place and walked into the cubicle that I had sat in
before. I noticed that the other doors around it were closed. Obviously some
men were there.

I removed my pants and pulled up my shirt. I sat back on the pan slowly
stroking my young thirteen-year-old cock. I played with my balls and
fingered my tender arse. I wanted more. I needed spunk up me and some hard
action from a man. Why? When I had fled my father's cock and hated the rape
that occurred in this same cubicle. Something inside me clicked. I realised
that I liked being used and wanted men to fuck and hurt me. I wanted big
dicks pulsating inside me, filling me with cum and using my body for their
pleasure.

I looked under the partition. A foot was pushed through the gap, tapping and
easing towards my side of the cubicle. I could not resist the prospect of
more sex so I tapped his foot. He knelt down and looked up at me. I looked
at him. He must have been near 60 years of age.
I wanted to see his cock. He knelt against the partition; I felt his balls
and cock. He was heavy in the sac department and his cock was fat and full.
I played with him for a while. He pushed his hand under and into me. I shook
as he entered my arse. His other hand reached for my boy-cock and he started
to pull me. I sat back onto his finger wishing for more. He must have
realised that I wanted some arse play so another two chubby fingers entered
me. I squirmed and pushed down on these digits. He pushed his fingers around
my still tender stuffed bum. I felt him push further and engage my pleasure
place deep in my chute.
I still had my hand on his cock. It had grown to an incredible length. I
felt a long foreskin and very fat stem. He must be at least 9 inches I
thought. He pushed into my hand as he thrust his fingers deeper into me.

I wanted him inside me. Why? After such a fucking I had recently had. I
spoke to him urging to come into my stall. He jumped up and came to my door.
I let him in.
He looked at me and chuckled as he realised how small and young I was. He
said that he was not alone and if I wanted I could have another man with us.

I was so excited that another man would be great. The man opened the door
and allowed another older guy to enter the stall. He was playing with a long
cut cock already wet with cum. I was somewhat scared of these two men but
knew that I wanted them. The first man bathed my arse with his tongue; the
second put his cock between my lips and pushed hard into my mouth.

I felt my arse licker remove his tongue and replace it with his cock. I knew
I was going to be fucked again. He was good. His cock slowly entered me and
he took his time filling me up to his balls. He did not pull out and push
hard, just slid his wonderful cock slowly into me. I pushed onto him
realising that I had taken his enormous cock well up me. He held me and
slowly started to fuck. The other man pushed his cock into my throat. I
breathed through my nose as I felt his hardness enlarge and stir around my
mouth. Two men were taking me. I did not realise at my young age how much
pleasure I would receive. I felt the man in my arse push harder and faster.
I pushed back hard knowing that I would take his cum. I sucked and licked
the cock in my mouth. It enlarged and a volley of cum hit my tonsils. I
swallowed happily. This man's cum tasted good and his thick cock slid around
my mouth pleasuring me. The charge that I felt made me tighten my buns and
push deeper against my fucker. He yelped with pleasure and shot into me. I
felt several spurts from his enlarged cock-head enter my bowels. I was full
of man-cum and his cock moved in and around my arse. I never wanted this
sexual encounter to end.
Both men pulled out of me. They had wilted cock-wise and both kissed me. I
was exhausted. They left promising me more whenever I wanted it.

I sat back on the seat and played with my very hard cock. I gently pulled my
slender dick and willed it to cum.

I should have left and spunked at home. The door to my stall was pushed
open. A big man stood at the opening glaring at me. It was he the rapist who
had abused me.

"So you have returned." He said. "I will fuck you again, this time harder
and faster than the last time, after all I own your cherry."
I had no where to turn or escape. He walked in, locked the door and quickly
pulled his pants down. I saw his big cock harden and its size alarmed me.
Why wasn't he pleasant and nice? Maybe I could take him if he was decent.

He grabbed me and pushed my head down towards the pan making my arse point
upwards. He pushed some fingers into me and expanded them making my bum
slosh and weep the cum that I already had. He was annoyed that someone else
had fucked me. He smacked my head and belted my arse. I was hurting again.
His cock entered me quickly and hard. He hadn't changed just got worse. My
bum ached as he fucked. He didn't care.

Almost as quick as entered me he came. I was grateful, as I could not have
stood the pain of a lengthy hard fuck from this beast.
He pulled out and again smacked me around the mouth telling me that I was
his to fuck and I needed to be here at least twice a week. Saturday
afternoon was his time and he wanted my arse for some time during the
afternoon. He had a friend who also wanted to dip into me. I had better
prepare for some hot cock in three days. He dressed and bolted from the
stall.

Why me? I had enjoyed most of the afternoon, now this. I was sore and sorry.
I had to go home, I had skipped School, and my father had fucked me after my
night with Darren. Now a man wanted my arse on Saturday and promised me a
dip with his friend.

First things first, facing Mum and Dad then returning to School were
obstacles that had to be met. As to my body it was a mess and I knew that
cum was about to be released from my arse.

I sat and expelled the nasty man's cum and my early lover. I actually became
excited as I realised that I liked the aggression of the man. I wondered
about his friend. My cock was hard, hard, hard. I touched it and shot my
boy-cum over the floor and seat of the pan.
I knew that I had to be taken again, this time by the two of them.

Thanks to all that have sent mail to me asking for more. How does this mess
untangle? What about parents, School and maybe a Saturday meeting.
Please let me know what you think.