"AAAHHHHHH, GOD... I CAN'T!"

The words were forced out from between the writhing boy's clenched teeth as if by the mammoth cock stretching his snug sphincter way beyond all possible limits in an attempt to force its way inside the little boi-pussy.

No prior invasion of his tiny boy cunt over the past week had elicited such a powerful response from the till recently virgin muscle ring... the throbbing, shearing ache preventing him from enjoying the delightful pleasure of being penetrated that he had so come to love.

"Pull up your legs and open that ass!" the young officer grunted in a husky, impatient tone as he shifted his hips, altering the angle of entry, "You'll take it, bitch!"

Pulling his legs higher, his knees knocking against his temple, little Simone tried to relax even further, offering up his tender ass to the cop... sensing the power of the man's flexing arms against his taut calves... the coarse underarm hair rough against his soft, smooth skin... feeling the man's harsh, hot breath wash over his face...

The bare, sweat drenched skin rubbing against naked skin, spreading a thin coat of perspiration all over felt nice as they laboured away in the small backroom of the station house... both panting with their effort at getting the 10" monster inside his viciously tight little boy hole.

Simone felt the sudden tension as the officer steadied his hips summoning up his full strength in preparation for the final assault, the manly buttocks quivering for a split second... and then with a roar the man slammed down... the swollen, bulbous cock head snapping through the protesting ass ring and tearing into Simone's raw, cum filled ass - (remnant of encounters earlier that evening) - boring in unmercifully... the pulsating hardness ripping through the tender, moist lining like a hot poker through butter... filling his belly with the throbbing bulk!

A hoarse cry pierced the still, dank air of the tiny room as Simone cried out -- at the suddenness, the jarring shock, and the agony -- his ass bucking and twisting... jerking wildly in a futile attempt at dislodging the monstrous flesh pole that had just charged into his gut...

But the young officer quickly placed a large hand over his mouth, stifling his cry while pressing down harder, determined to make the boy take his whole meat... rotating and thrusting his pelvis as he worked more of the thick length into the churning bowels... sliding in the pulsing length deeper.

Simone's frantic efforts at escape from the assault only increasing the friction of entry... the flared rim of the massive knob harshly rubbing and tugging at his convulsive innards, nudging areas that had never been touched before... pressing against his swollen prostate with savage force, massaging it...

Helpless, and trapped under the hulking form of the young cop, his wail of anguish muffled, Simone threw his flailing arms around the officer's neck in surrender, holding onto him, groaning as the man worked his stiff man-meat in his constricted flesh tunnel...

Simone could hardly breathe, gasping noisily... God, the cock in his ass seemed to be poking at his chest, forcing out the oxygen from his lungs even before he'd sucked in enough air... his devastated sphincter stretched wide, screeching as it clung desperately to thick base of the man's rigid shaft... twitching viciously as it tried to return to its normal position...

Suddenly feeling the man's coarse pubes grate against the smooth expanse between his widely spread thighs and butt cheeks, rough against his hairless perineum as the man ground in, rotating his hips in victory.

"There, you've got it all," the young officer announced with evident pride, giving a sharp lunge, grinding his pelvis between the splayed thighs... finally removing the hand from over the boy's mouth and lowering his face, their lips meeting with a crushing force.

Simone moaned into the man's mouth, his arms tight around the neck... totally amazed that his ass could indeed take the whole of that gigantic penis... utterly thrilled that he could indeed swallow the whole 10 inches... mighty pleased that he had succeeded in accepting the newest cock in the precinct!

Simone gave the buried phallus a tentative squeeze, treating the hulking officer with a hearty rectal cuddle that never failed to send most of the men into a frenzy, while pushing back with his ass at the same time... and this man was no different, instantly reacting as expected, his hips bucking, his pelvis crazed as it rose and fell with vicious force... stuffing the last of the tiniest millimetre inside the smouldering depth of Simone's gripping flesh passage.

"Ahh..." breaking the kiss the man groaned as Simone squeezed again, grunting hoarsely "Yeah, baby, yeah, work that ass for me!"

Now, Simone needed no instruction in the art of fucking, for he had learnt fast, and learnt well over the past one week... learnt it all in the highly satisfying school of real life experience... having spent the entire time in that tiny little room satisfying an unending stream of junior and mid level off-duty officers...

He was a born natural... knew when to rotate his pert little teen ass, and when to squeeze those powerful rectal muscles around the marauding cock... when to lurch up, and when to create the vacuuming suction that would leave them gasping...

He had become a master at giving pleasure, and in giving he received HIS pleasure!

And thus began the bed-squeaking, gut-wrenching fuck!

Despite the harsh breathing, their noisy slobberig, the squeak and screak of the old bunk bed as they fucked, they could still hear the familiar sounds of the station from down the corridor -- the muted chatter of officers just in for their shift, the more distant shuffle of drunken feet and clanging cell doors as the discards of society got locked up for the night.

Just like most other nights... just like the night Simone got picked up, a week ago...

A forgotten little mountain village nestled in the deepest Ghats, Vavuria lay perpetually hidden behind a veil of swirling mist high up the hillside...

Blessed with nature's bounty - lush, green and fertile - it lacked even the most basic modern-day amenities -- the power erratic, no proper school, and worse, no road to connect it to the outside world -- just a baked mud-track through plantations leading to a larger village on the other side of the hill.

And that's where Simone went to school.

But once he completed primary-school, he had to travel even further for his highschool... down to the town in the valley below -- a 60 minutes hike down, and a solid 90 minutes climb back up -- the path a steep, winding mountain track cutting through more plantations, and some dense forest!

For years residents of both villages had to tread that path - for work, for healthcare, and to escape the sheer drudgery of their isolated existence. The handful of boys who did attend highschool taking that same route, freshmen and seniors, huddled in a tight knot as they negotiated the dark forest path under the lush canopy.

And it was from that nondescript town in the valley that a proper road led to the outside world!

The boys sometimes hanging out near the market bus stop, watching the rickety old buses, and the jostling people, wondering what lay out there... in the distant cities... wishing and dreaming...

Of slight built with a baby face, Simone looked way younger than his actually age, almost prepubescent... and those wide, innocent eyes, along with that tiny mouth with bee-stung lips, got most people in town to do a double take. The mountain living (with all its rough and tumble, and constant hiking) blessing him with a slender body toned to perfection... the crowning jewel, his pert little boy butt... so firm and full, it never failed to send a tingle down spines of people of a particular inclination.

Unaware of the worldly ways, and sheltered from the puritanical prurience of their devout rural community, little Simone lived his carefree life in the lap of pristine Nature...

That is, till the hormone burst forth and bubbled over... that same Nature, and the surging androgen, then alerting him to the most basic of all human needs... arousing desires in his young heart that he never knew existed!

And at the centre of that DESIRE stood young Mukul!

MUKUL -- the village's best and brightest... a highschool senior, tall and lanky, quiet and nerdy... the only one destined to bring glory to their little commune... go on to college and achieve what others could only fantasise about...

For almost six months they travelled together up and down the forest path to and from school, (along with four other boys), and for all of those months Simone drooled and dribbled... his immature young mind formulating outlandish schemes -- of getting Mukul alone, and intimate!

It was impossible back at the village, and inconceivable between home and school with the other boys around.

And then a day dawned, right after the monsoon, when Simone found himself alone with Mukul deep in the forest -- two of the boys were down with a bug, the other two away for the week, visiting family in some far away place!

On the way back home from school (as often happened) Mukul excused himself and went behind some bushes to pee...

Like a thunder flash out of the blue an idea struck Simone at that instant... and he ran in after the senior, catching up as the older boy was pulling out his penis...

"Can I hold it while you pee?" he asked batting his eyelids as Mukul, surprised and confused, stood there with his dick hanging out, staring back, speechless... beyond shock or embarrassment.

And even before Mukul could reflect or react, Simone was already grabbing at his member -- a surprisingly healthy appendage -- squeezing the spongy shaft while moving his fist up and down the rapidly hardening length!

Long story short... pee forgotten, teenage cock on a hair-trigger, Mukul was soon sporting a raging boner even before he could fully comprehend what had just happened...

Simone down on his knees, already undoing the older boy's pants... wide-eyed as he stared on in fascination at the frightfully (to his young eyes) large, and ferociously rigid teen member... licking his lips as he watched it flex and twitch, throbbing hotly in his hand... his own cock hurtful in his briefs as it struggled for space!

Unskilled and ignorant, both panted away at the impossible pleasure flooding their senses... probably waiting for Nature to show them the way forward, guide them... when loud, outraged bellows burst their mesmeric bubble...

Startled, they looked around... spotting a huddle of stick wielding men rushing at them...

The group had possibly gone down to town, on work, and were headed back to the village... or, perhaps, were in the forest collecting herbs and medicinal plants, wild berries, and firewood...

There was Rossann Fernandes, and Cecil Pinto, and old man Pedro... and leading the charge was Simone's father!

Oh, the hilarity of horror... as the men approached waving their sticks over their head, Mukul's cock shrank faster than a pricked balloon, vanishing in the lush, curly pubes like it never existed... and then he was off in a blink, sprinting through the woods clutching at his still undone pants!

"What was that devil's spawn making you do?!" his father screamed as the first blow landed on Simone's shoulder.

"Go on, give that fiend chase..." old man Pedro was urging the other two men, "bring him to the village!"

It was all fuzzy after that as the blows kept raining down on him, his father hysterical, yelling a stream of nonsensical words calling upon the Heavens...

All Simone remembered was running... running blindly through the jungle... tripping and tumbling, falling and scrambling... everything blurred by his tears... tears of terror, and tears of pain... running till he found himself back in town... breathless and exhausted.

It had gone dark already, the street lights, and lights from the various stores casting a dull glow as the mist rolled down from the hills... and he was right in front of the market bus stop...

Over three hours later he was in the capital city... the bustling seaside metro that nearly never slept...

It was past nine, but the area where the bus dropped him was bright as day... crowded with people and traffic... the sounds and the smells swirling in the cool breeze wafting in from the sea...

He had never seen so much light, never... and neither so many people or cars, ever!

His village didn't even have cars, nor street lights, and surely no glittery store-fronts... besides, all were indoors by sundown!

And neither had he seen such lights and crowds in the town below, not even during the Carnival heralding Lent... nor, during the Sao Joao Festival... or, during Shigmo!

Suddenly alone, and very scared... the enormity of his situation finally sinking in.

He had run away from home... with just the clothes on his back... and the little money he had was now gone, paid for the bus fare...

Clueless, he roamed the streets for a while, staring wide-eyed... fascinated... till hunger got him, gnawing at his gut like a horde of famished rats, making him feel weak and dizzy...

Tired, his whole body still aching from the beating he'd taken, Simone finally slipped down a dark, deserted alley, hoping to find a quiet corner where he could lie down and sleep... the rest he'd worry about in the morning.

Officers Patrick and Rizwan were on the last leg of their nocturnal beat, just another circle round the block and they'd be done... go, have some feni, and then head home!

There wasn't much to expect in this part of town and they drove down the street silently when the sight of a youth slinking into the dark alley caught their eyes... and almost simultaneously a thought entered both their minds...

They looked at each other and smiled, Rizwan bringing the cruiser to a stop at the entrance of the alley... both jumping out, night-stick in hand... rushing in behind the unsuspecting Simone.

"Raise your hands and turn around!" they both yelled, startling the poor boy.

"What you doing loitering about this late, huh?" Patrick asked, sounding very stern.

"Planning on breaking in and stealing, huh?" Rizwan added, quickly circling around to the other side.

And even before Simone could say 'Huh?' Patrick was clicking on the cuffs, hauling him in the back of the cruiser... both men grinning widely as they set off for the precinct.

They drove down the back lane, away from the main entrance... taking the entrance at the rear used by station staff...

Simone didn't even begin to understand what just happened... still utterly confused as they pulled him out of the car... literally dragging him down a dirty, dimly lit corridor... shoving him into a tiny room at the back of the station building, away from the main area.

Wide-eyed and terror stricken, Simone kept looking at the men, from one to the next... his mind blank, his senses numb.

"What were you doing there at this hour?" asked the younger of the pair roughly shoving him into a chair.

"Dealing drugs, huh?" the burly one asked taking the chair opposite.

Stunned and terrified... hungry and aching... accused of breaking and entering... stealing... and now drug dealing, little Simone burst into tears!

"Shut up!" snapped the burly one irritably, bringing a massive fist down on the table, "Don't bawl like a pussy!"

Simone sniffled, suppressing the sobs that rose.

"What's your name?" the younger officer asked, seeming to soften a bit.

"S... S.. Si... Simone..." the boy finally blurted between sobs.

"And where do you live, Simone?" he asked again placing a hand on Simone's hunched shoulder.

"V... Va... Vavuria..." Simone mumbled.

"VAVURIA?!" both men exclaimed simultaneously.

Simone nodded, gulping down the sobs.

"What are you doing here then?" asked one.

"Does your parents know you're here?" asked the other,

"Roaming the streets at this hour?" ... "You hustle at the beach, huh?" ... "Peddle drugs there?" ... "Where's your stuff, clothes and stuff?" ... and the questions kept coming.

Simone's head was spinning, what with all that had happened that day -- getting to see Mukul's amazing cock, then getting busted by his dad, beaten up, his escape through the forest and his flight to the big city... broke, tired and hungry... and now, probably about to be arrested -- Simone started to cry again!

The younger one seemed to take pity, uncuffing him, while the burly one got up and locked the door...

"Now tell us everything..." the burly one said returning to his chair, the younger one sitting down on the table, his hand back on Simone's shoulder, gently patting.

What could Simone say? How could he tell the officers the truth?

"My... my father beat me," he finally mumbled, "so I ran away..."

"Why did he beat you?" the young one asked, running his fingers through Simone's hair.

"I... I..." Simone hesitated, thinking for a moment before blurting out, head bowed, chin on chest, "hom... homework."

Two things happened, almost simultaneously:
One - the hand stroking his head grabbed a fistful of hair and jerked his head up.
Two - "LIES!" the burly cop slammed the table with his fist once more, making Simone jump.

"We know how to get the truth out of punks like you..." the young officer hissed, fingers fierce in his hair.

"Search him, check every inch," the other one growled, getting up and walking over, "Strip search the bastard!"

"I don't have no drugs!" tears streaking down his cute face Simone protested his innocence.

"Up!" yelled the senior officer glowering down at him.

Simone was now sobbing out loud, pleading as he stood up.

"Strip

Still sobbing Simone didn't know what to do... too scared to object, too stunned to protest... silently taking off his clothes like an automaton... terrified, yet hopeful he could prove his innocence, prove he was no drug dealer, and get out of this mess... unaware that his fate had been long sealed, that they already had diabolic plans set out for him!

Fully naked, Simone stood shivering between the two men, his hands covering his pubescent boy-package, as if protecting himself... or, hiding his shame.

For a moment there was stunned silence in the room... the two men literally drooling as they feasted their unbelieving eyes on the divine display before them...

The pristine, smooth and hairless flesh... the linear contours, lithe and limber... and, of course, that absolutely magnificent boy butt - so full, so firm, so devilishly desirable!

God, they had finally lucked out... oh, yeah!

"I... I'm telling you... th... the... truth..." Simone stammered, breaking the spell... but then stopped as he felt a warm hand grab his naked butt cheek, squeezing the plump flesh mound!

And as he stood there, stunned and trembling... he felt the second man grab his other cheek, the palm caressing the soft, smooth surface... fingers dragging along the crack.

"Honest... sir... I..." Simone sobbed, but couldn't finish what he had begun as the officer holding his hair now gripped his neck and pushed his head down... face pressed against the cold metal table.

"Last chance, out with the truth!" Rizwan said reaching for and picking up his night-stick... slapping it against the open palm of his other hand...

Buck naked, bent over the table with his boy ass sticking out, the horrified Simone blabbered, "Please sir... please don't hurt me, I got nothin', honest!"

"They all say the same thing..." Rizwan spat viciously, looking at his partner and jerking his head as he added, "but we know how to make lying little punks like you squeal!"

Officer Patrick released his hold on Simone's neck and grabbed his ass cheeks with both hands, kneading and slapping the twin flesh mounds like it was dough... before tugging the cheeks apart, prying them open... exposing Simone's most intimate orifice - a miniscule, ruddy wrinkled pinprick set in the satiny, hairless valley of his ass!

Simone heard the sharp intake of breath as Patrick caught his first glimpse of the pristine boy slit... letting out a groan as the sluggish air of the room swirled in between his parted buttocks, cool as it flowed through the sweaty crack... licking at his tightly clenched bunghole...

And as he waited, he felt the fingers reach in... dragging along the deep cleft... twirling around his tiny anus... a fingertip tapping at the crinkled little virginal opening...

"What is it?" asked Rizwan.

"Bro, this is the most beautiful pussy I've seen, ever..." Patrick whispered, the tone almost choked, the fingertip loving as it fluttered around the minute ding, "all pink and tender and TINY!"

In spite of all the fear, the terror, the unexpected contact sent a tingling sensation coursing down his spine, making him moan out... and for some totally inexplicable reason he sensed himself growing hard!

For Simone (at his age), erections were random - sometimes fun, most other times embarrassing... he didn't know the science behind boners, and therefore he didn't realise that he was having a fear-induced erection, one that happened when one was scared, or in a hostile and aggressive situation... when that same old basic instinct, fight-or-flight kicked in!

"Check if he's got anything hidden inside..." he heard Rizwan tell Patrick, watching him proffer his baton to the younger man groping at his ass, "shove it in all the way!"

"No... no..." cried Simone, "I really have nothing, honest!"

"You had your chance to tell the truth," Patrick laughed, one finger nudging at the little boy hole, "now we'll find it out our way!"

"Please, please, sir... I will... I will tell," sobbed Simone.

"Okay, tell us why you ran away from home..." Rizwan smiled as Patrick set down the night-stick and patted his butt.

Between sobs and gasps Simone haltingly narrated the day's events -- of Mukul, his father, the beating, and his escape to the big city -- all the while watching Rizwan through tear stained eyes as the man undid his belt buckle and pull it off... feeling Patrick's unceasing fingers running up and down his ass crack, caressing his anus... reaching lower, and snaking in between his thighs... grab at his boy package.

"Holy Mother of God!" Patrick exclaimed, before starting to laugh, "the little dude's horny, the punk's hard as rock!"

Something happened... Simone didn't understand what exactly, but the moment Patrick grabbed his erect cock and laughed, everything changed in that little room.

"So, you like cocks, eh, Simone?" Rizwan asked placing the belt on the table and bending low, his face inches away from the boy's.

Simone saw the glint in those dark eyes... and saw the curl of those fat lips... it sent a shudder down his spine, and he nodded...

He nodded hoping to please the man, both men... in a desperate desire that then, maybe, they'd let him go...

"So, you like to look at and play with cocks, Simone?" Rizwan asked again, straightening up, undoing the button and lowering his zip.

Simone nodded once more... his ass bucking now as Patrick continued to stroke his flexing teen cock with one hand, while fondling his ass with the other.

"What else you like boy," Rizwan asked once more, pulling up and beginning to unbutton his uniform shirt, "to suck cocks, eh?"

Jesus, Simone had never even thought of such a thing, but then, why create a new issue, quickly nodding once more... hoping this time they'd let him go... still sniffling as he watched with wide, disbelieving eyes as Rizwan dropped his uniform pants and step out of his boxers... standing naked before him!

If Simone had thought Mukul's cock was big that afternoon in the woods... then this was way bigger than anything he could have ever imagined... and it wasn't even hard like Mukul's had been. What's more, the man's dick didn't have the usual skin covering the head... Weird!

And as he stared on, fascinated, he saw the cock swing and sway... moving in closer to his face...

"How 'bout sucking this then, huh?" he heard Rizwan say... and immediately felt the man grab his lower jaw, digging his thumb and fingers into his cheeks, making his mouth drop open, "Open your mouth, suck!"

Simone's jaws ached as he desperately tried to accommodate Rizwan's bloated cock head in his mouth -- and he hadn't even taken any of the fat shaft in yet! -- his lips already stretched thin, wrapped tight under the flared rim... spittle flying all over, saliva drooling out of his stuffed mouth as he attempted to suck... moaning nasally while trying to breathe with the bloated glans filling his oral cavity...

Patrick's fingers still fondling his ass - kneading and massaging the cheeks, dragging his thumbs through the deep cleft... repeatedly tapping, and nudging at the clinched opening...

And as he heard Rizwan let out a satisfied sigh, Simone sensed Patrick's hands withdraw... soon feeling the hot breath, and then the moist stab!

The boy wondered what it might be, his scared, overloaded brain trying to fathom... but he had no time, for the moist touch now fluttered up along the cleft... and then down... swirling over and around his tiny, tightly shut opening... stabbing once more!

God, the feeling was brain numbing... spine chilling... the amazing tingle flooding his entire body... a sensation he had never experienced before... making his boy cock flex and throb hurtfully, his balls crawling up and knotting at the base of his rigid penis.

His garbled moans were loud now, and the sway of his hips wild... and suddenly the fingers were back, once more circling the sealed hole, putting gentle pressure while the tongue licked and flicked at it!

"He's ready..." he heard Rizwan say, the voice seeming to float in from a great distance, "Let's take him to the other room."

Both men withdrew, and Simone felt hands grab at him, leading him to a door on the other side of the room... both, his and Rizwan's erect cock flexing and swaying as they walked... Patrick still fully dressed, but his crotch clearly tented.

The adjoining room was smaller, bare except for the twin bunk bed against the far wall... there were no windows or any other door.

The men steered Simone to the bed and shoved him down on the well worn and heavily soiled mattress... cuffing his hands to the frame of the upper bunk... raising and restraining his legs, leaving him lying with raised ass and widely spread thighs!

"Have you been fucked in the ass before?" asked Patrick opening his belt buckle while Rizwan went to the corner cabinet and picked up something.

The question didn't even begin to register in Simone's racked brains when he felt Rizwan slap something cold and slippery between his parted ass cheeks... the fingers rapidly working the slimy stuff along the cleft... in and around his anal opening... unmerciful fingers nudging, one slipping in with surprising ease... wrenching a groan from the shackled Simone.

And as Simone gasped at the powerful jolt that shot up his spine as the finger in his ass brushed against something deep inside, he found Patrick in front of him, offering his fiercely hard dick, urging him to suck!

The cock was more or less of similar size and girth as Rizwan's, but Patrick still had his foreskin, now peeled back, leaving the ruddy head exposed and glistening.

"Suck it boy!" he commanded, rubbing the slightly moist glans against Simone's lips.

Dazed and confused, his ass quivery from whatever Rizwan was doing inside, Simone simply lay there, eyes half closed, moaning away at the weird tingle flooding his body... suddenly feeling Patrick grab a fistful of his hair and snap his head back, forcing the thick slab of rigid man meat past his lips, the cock snaking its way deep, hitting the back of his throat... and as he retched, his throat and ass opening wide, Rizwan fitted the head of his cock to the fluttery slit and slammed in!

Simone's wail of shock and agony remained stuck in his throat, muffled by the cock stuffed in his mouth, and his struggle futile, hindered by the shackles that held him firm... both cocks gaining quick, deep entry.

He gagged, he choked, he spluttered, saliva filling his mouth, easing the passage down his throat... while his ass bucked helplessly, the inner linings raw as they heaved at the never before experienced assault... squeezing down furiously on the invader in an attempt to expel the foreign object!

But no matter what, both cock remained... one sliding in and out of his spluttering throat, the other rampaging deep in his ass, delving the depths.

His senses numb, his brain frozen shut, Simone simply gurgled and gasped, his slender frame rocked and swayed by the crazed hunching of the two men... the metal rattling as his hands and legs strained at the bonds holding him... his ass lurching high each time Rizwan hilted himself, and then jerk back as the man pulled out

The two men happily grunting away as Rizwan fucked his ass with brutal force, while Patrick ravaged his gasping throat!

Simone didn't know how long it went, but his viciously tight ass soon got Rizwan, and the man was grunting and groaning as he slammed away like a crazed maniac, his rigid cock like a jackhammer... shoving his entire penis deep inside the boy's devastated rectum and unleashing a deluge of boiling hot cum... harshly grinding his pelvis as he emptied his balls into the gulping ass... slumping over, breathless, panting like a marathon runner.

The boy felt the liquid heat jet out and flood his innards... seeming to flow through every fold and cranny, fill him completely... brimful... the sizzling hot flesh poker flexing and twitching as it spurted out the viscous fluid...

But then, there was also the cock sliding in and out of his sore throat, stopping his breath one moment, and then making him gasp noisily as he sucked in air... all the while Patrick's thick, curly bush tickling his nose and scraping his lips.

Maybe after a few minutes, maybe more, but Rizwan stirred, abruptly pulling out his still hard phallus, making Simone cry as the large head popped out with an obscene squelch... Patrick too immediately pulling out and taking Rizwan's spot between the boy's thighs... climbing onto the bunk and kinda squatting... lining up his saliva dripping cock to the gaping hole and ramming in!

For three whole days and four long nights they kept Simone in that tiny little room, cuffed, fucking him the whole while... sharing him with the other officers of the precinct similarly inclined... scarcely getting any sleep as an unending stream of off-duty officers came knocking at his back door... lying there covered in his own gunk, and leaking the same stuff from both orifice!

He had lost all count of how many times he'd shot his own bubbling teen cum while the men fucked him... splashing the stuff all over himself, varnishing his heaving torso with a slimy coat of his adolescent sperm... splattering the mattress with gallons of his boiling boy semen... weeping as his balls repeatedly emptied themselves with powerful, gut wrenching spurts!

Of course, they fed him, bathed him, and gave him bathroom breaks... in fact, took good care of him.

But still, he could hardly walk, and barely sit... his insides like mush, liquefied jelly... the tender inner linings raw...

The once snug, tight little ass mouth now obscenely swollen, perpetually gaping as it pulsed and pouted... opening and shutting like the maw of a gasping fish out of water... as though articulating a fervent prayer, for a cock to just slide in and fill the terrible emptiness that he felt when he didn't have one plumbing his churning depths!

And in spite of the regular showers, he still always smelt of cum... the liquid continuously leaking out of his pillaged ass and rolling down his thighs, smearing his plump butt cheeks with the slimy residue... his breath reeking of semen, and each time he burped, he could smell and taste the men in his mouth and throat!

Finally, on the morning of the fourth day Patrick and Rizwan came into the room and smiled at him, removing the cuffs and giving his clothes back.

Simone wondered if they were releasing him... or, simply throwing him out - they had had their fun and didn't need him any more...

The thought tore at his heart, devastated him, bringing tears to his wide eyes... suddenly reluctant to leave.

"Well, Simone..." Rizwan patted his head once the boy was dressed, "you've been a good boy, a very good boy, and the guys here love you..."

"And since you don't want to go back home..." added Patrick, his hands fondling Simone's covered butt, "have no clothes, no money... we've decided to take you in."

"Yes, you'll be our precinct mascot, and our own little plaything, a sweet boy for the whole station!" smiled Rizwan.

"We've taken a room close to the station, and you can stay there," Patrick explained with a loving squeeze of the cheek, "and an officer will drop in with your food, you know, breakfast, lunch and dinner, spend time with you... and each evening you'll come here, to the precinct, to this room, and... well, you know what..."

Surprised, but also totally relieved and thoroughly elated, Simone flung himself at the two men... hugging them both... lifting himself high and slobbering them with sloppy kisses of gratitude!

So, it was OFFICIAL... he was now not only the precinct mascot, but also the STATION SLUT!

What more could a boy ask for, huh?!

God, it was crazy inside the boy's smouldering ass... all the stories he'd heard from the men were true... the teen's ass was indeed a burning, sizzling, bubbling cauldron of quivery boy flesh... the rectum suffocatingly small, and breath-stoppingly tight... the heat, moist... the fluttering membranes, fluid... and the grip, vicious!

Simply put - HEAVEN!

The young officer pulled out almost entirely before slamming in... both crying out with unashamed pleasure as he repeatedly hilted himself... fucking the willing boy with a force and speed that was totally unimaginable!

But for all his length and girth, all his muscles and fierce power, the man too couldn't last much long once Simone began working his tight little teen ass... soon grunting as he gave a couple ass bruising thrusts before grinding in, grunting like a wild boar, rotating his pelvis as his cock began shooting volleys of molten lava into Simone's shuddering rectum...

The voracious boy ass immediately gulping up every single spurt as it burst forth, every single drop that the man had to offer... the sizzling innards grabbing and tugging at the officer's penis as if ready to devour the whole damned appendage. The delicate rectal linings, like a million little tiny fingers, working along the flexing length of his egesting cock like a milkmaid's dextrous digits work the udder of the cow while milking... squeezing and tugging, intent on extracting every last droplet of the manly ball-juice still remaining inside the thick shaft!

Harsh grunts and heavy breathing filled the tiny space as the cop gave one final thrust and then went still, recovering from the massive orgasm he just had... still slumped atop the boy, his ample manhood still held firmly in place by the viciously tight ass ring, trapped deep inside the still churning couldron of tender teen flesh... catching his breath before he could get up and get dress... rejoin duty.

Simone happy under the hulking form atop him... torso covered in his own cum... ass leaking the man's copious, freshly deposited load from around the still entrenched phallus as his sphincter twitched and fluttered... aware that it was but just a matter of time before the man left... and the next cop stepped in!

He knew it would be another hectic night, but also a highly satisfying one... and felt an excited shudder course down his spine... smiling silently as he sensed the cock in his ass give one final, violent twitch, and then begin to soften...

~ a story by Outlaw