Date: Mon, 23 Jan 2006 21:04:14 -0500
From: Dick Mann <dkmnn@hotmail.com>
Subject: ASSault

WARNING: The following story contains gay sex of a non-consensual nature.
Therefore, if you feel that this will offend you then please do not read
any further.

ABOUTH THIS STORY

I want to share with you a story I found a lot time ago over the Internet.
It was originally taken from a book called "The Fist Fucker's Handbook".
I've searched for this book for a long time but haven't been able to find
it. Anyway if the author feels is inappropriate to have reprinted this
without his permission. I'm truly sorry and please tell me where I can get
the book. This is my attempt not to lose such a perverted hot story.

				  ASSault

 The sun was climbing to it's zenith and the heat rolled in heavy waves off
the blacktop road which stretched for miles into the distance. Bill gave a
tug at his crotch and wiped the sweat from his eyes as he manhandled the
big Harley out of the flat desert floor into the gentle rise that signaled
the start of the foothills. They swelled in the haze ahead to towering
snow-capped peaks. "It'll be tougher cycling," thought Bill, "but maybe
some relief from this heat." He'd been deadheading these past two days in
order to get through the desert on his cross-country camping trip. It had
been a meandering trip up and down, in and out of side roads, leisurely
exploring any way that struck his fancy.

 The road started rising more noticeably now and patches of trees and
greenery began replacing the scrub brush he had become accustomed to. After
two more hours he was well into the hills and the desert was dropping
behind. The cool breeze felt great on his hot dust-streaked body. The sweat
ran down and pooled in his crotch and the crack of his ass. His jock and
the seat of his jeans were soaked through, and in away it felt good. The
vibration of the roaring motor seemed to form a bond between his damp ass
and the hot leather seat, making him feel almost as if he were a part of
the sleek black and chrome machine. Idly he reached down and stroked his
cock, which had swollen full and fat, trying to push up under his wide
leather belt.

 The cycle had slowed on a steep grade, and Bill pulled to a complete halt
by a wide arching bridge where he breathed deep of the fresh air and looked
down at the clear running river in the canyon below him.

 At the far side of the bridge he noticed a rutty dirt road winding its way
down the canyon wall to the green-lined riverbed. On the spur of the moment
Bill revved up the bike and swung his wheels onto the narrow dirt trail.
The descent was steep at first, but leveled off as he neared the bottom. He
idled along the dirt lane, which had become ridged and bumpy like a
washboard, probably from the last spring flood. He sort of enjoyed the way
his balls bounced on the hot seat as he made his way toward a quiet
secluded grove of trees with thick, sweet-smelling grass forming a soft
carpet running to the river. The water rippled over flat slab rocks jutting
half in and half out of the current.


Bill pulled over to the trees, but before dismounting, bounced a few times
on the soft leather seat, enjoying the pressure on his balls, and feeling
his cock push up under his belt as if it too were stretching after a long
hard ride. After fondling himself for a while he unmounted. In a few
minutes his gear had been unloaded and camp set up. Stripping down to his
sweaty, stinking jock, he fished a chamois out of his pack and carefully
wiped the road dust from the Harley. After lovingly cleaning his rig he ran
to the river, pushed out of his tight jock, and splashed into the water.

 Bill romped and frolicked for a while, then washed the dust out of his
curly blond hair which now hung limply to the base of his neck. With the
sweat and grime washed from his muscular, hairless frame his eyes seemed to
have been cleared of a dusty film, as they now shown an almost iridescent
blue, reflecting the color of the sky and water. The swiftly running
current refreshed Bill and as he stood in the shallows he glanced at his
own reflection. He saw a 6' 2" frame, deeply tanned, smooth, muscled arms,
broad chest and shoulders, tapering to a trim waist and tight thighs that
merged into the shimmering waters.

 He lowered his eyes to the reflection of his pendulous balls and fat cock
jutting hard and full up toward his stomach.  Having been stimulated for so
many hours on the bike, his cock had remained hard since setting up the
camp, and now throbbed urgently for attention.  Wanting to prolong the
pleasure of the moment, Bill stretched out on his stomach on a nearby rock
slab and felt the heat stored there caress his cock and balls like a warm
hand. He closed his fist over his swollen cock and caressed it slowly up
and down its heavy 8 1/2 inch length as lovingly as he had cleaned the
Harley.

 Quickly he flipped on his back -- the hot sting of the rocks on the cheeks
of his ass somehow felt good and added to his stimulation. Stretching out
he closed his eyes, tensed his body and began whacking away at his
blood-gorged prick in earnest. It didn't take but a few minutes of this and
Bill felt his balls tighten up under his cock and with a mighty, Unnnghh,"
he convulsed, toes curled tightly, and shot wad after wad of hot, creamy
cum into the air.

 The first shot flew over his head into the river, more hit the rock behind
his head with a sizzle and the rest splattered his mouth, chin, and chest
before the hot spasms puddled the last remaining drops into the golden
curls surrounding his still stiff cock.  Fulfilled for the moment, he
licked his own cum from his lips, lazily rolled onto his stomach, closed
his eyes, and gently drifted off into a deep sleep.


 Bill was pleasantly aware of having just come and he wallowed in the
sensual warmth he had just experienced, all the while clutching his cock in
a loving caress. After a while he dreamt that he was sleeping on a beach
and that a warm tide was lapping at his ass. He liked the feeling and
wriggled his ass in enjoyment; even letting out a soft sigh while raising
his ass a bit so the warm flow of water could wash his tight puckered
asshole. With a start he realized he wasn't dreaming. "How could this be?"
he thought, "I'm camped by a river -- there's no tide here, and the water
is cold, not warm like what's splashing on my ass!"

 His eyes snapped open and stared at two large black lumps on either side
of his head that hadn't been there before.  As his eyes came into focus,
the lumps resolved themselves into two heavy, scuffed, black boots. He
swiveled his neck to see what was splashing his ass, but in a flash, one of
the boots slammed between his shoulders, forcing him flat on the rock. Bill
had caught a fleeting glimpse of a big hulk of a guy standing at his heels
with his Levis pulled open. In his hand he held his huge, flaccid cock, and
from its broad, almost smiling head he was sending a hard, warm stream of
piss straight at Bill's asshole.

 "Well, sleepin' beauty is with us again Ed," said the guy holding Bill
down with the boot. "Yeah Chuck, guess this golden shower is ticklin' his
fancy." Bill struggled under the heavy weight of the boot, but again was
forced down flat. "What the hell is..." he started to shout, but was cut
off in mid-sentence when Ed reached over, picked up the sweaty jock Bill
had dropped earlier, balled it up and stuffed it into Bill's mouth. "That
ought to keep sweet-ass quiet for a while," snickered Chuck.

 With that, Ed and Chuck pulled Bill to his feet and dragged him over to
the camp. They pulled two leather tent thongs from his gear and lashed his
ankles together. This done, they pushed him headlong to the ground and
stood smugly over him.  Chuck with one boot on the cheeks of Bill's ass,
which swelled ripely like two melons, grossly rubbed the swollen bulge in
his Levis. The fabric had been worn thin and where it stretched tautly,
covering the huge basket, but barely hiding the outline of the monster cock
that was hidden there. Ed's cock still hung limply from his open fly, and
while a few last drops of piss dripped slowly into Bill's hair, he fished
down deeply to pull out his plum-sized balls so they hung loose below his
free-swinging cock.


"Wheeoo!" Ed cried, "Ain't we just about stepped in some Lady Luck shit
today. We ripped off that little 'ole doctor's car, bag and all, filled
with all those groovy high-o-high pills We come a sneakin' down this dirt
trail to loose the fuzz and find this sweet young ass stickin' up in the
sun, jus' waitin' to be plucked. Chuck, ole buddy boy, we're goin't' have
one sweet fuckin' time for ourselves--startin' right now."

 "Hell man," Chuck answered, "I'm with you. Hey, look how the kid is
starin' kinda bug-eyed.  Wait'll he gets an eyefull of what we're packin'
in our pants." He looked down at Bill and smiled evilly, saying, "Man you
ain't seen meat till you see what we got--and baby, just relax 'cause
you're gonna get every hungry inch we got, six ways to Sunday."

 With that Ed and Chuck ripped off their clothes, throwing boots, leather
jackets, T-shirts, and Levis every which way till they both stood there,
balls-ass naked, flexing their magnificently muscled bodies in the crisp,
fresh air.

 They pulled Bill over between two trees and retied one ankle to each tree,
spread-eagleing him so that the brownish pucker of his asshole was barely
hidden between his rounded ass cheeks. They shoved his sleeping bag, which
was still rolled up, under his stomach so that even though Bill's ankles
were still tethered to the trees, he was up on his knees with his stomach
bent over the sleeping bag, which supported the weight of his body. His
face was level with Ed's still flaccid cock, which he had glimpsed briefly
when it was pissing on his ass. Ed was playing lightly with his own balls,
and the cock above them was half fluffed. Even soft though, it still hung
down a good eight inches from the root. Bill's stomach churned in
fear. Although he had fooled around with the guys at school, he was scared
of these two, especially since they were hopped up on pills. He had never
seen a cock that was that big while it was still soft. How the hell big can
it be hard? he asked himself.

 "Oh baby," Ed croaked, "You're gonna start on this prick nice and
easy. Take it in that hot little mouth of yours and work it 'round to get
the juices started. You do like we say and you'll be OK You don't and
you're in for big trouble.  Unnerstan?" Bill was frozen with fear and just
lay there staring. Chuck, standing behind, pulled the belt from Bill's
pants and, with a resounding THWACK, laid it, full force, across Bill's
ass. The flesh quivered and twitched under the blow, and a rosy welt
quickly swelled across both cheeks.  "The man said 'unnderstan'" he
growled, "you understand now kid, or you want some more explanation?"
Bill's fright was heightened by the blow and he decided to go along with
them some in order to save his skin, so he nodded a shaky OK. "That's
better," smiled Ed, as he pulled the jock out of Bill's mouth.

 Ed knotted his fists in the long blond hair on top of Bill's head and
gently pulled him forward. He positioned himself in front of Bill, braced
his legs apart, bent his knees slightly, and pushed his ass back a
bit. This maneuver brought his cock to rest on Bill's lips and he brushed
it back and forth a few times, enjoying the thrill of first contact. "Open
up baby and work that meat like it was your momma's tit," he cooed. As Bill
opened his mouth, Ed straightened his legs. With this motion the cock
slipped easily into the hot, moist warmth. "Ohhh, baby, that feels so
good," Ed whispered. "Now, work it around with your tongue." Bill obeyed
and felt the hot cock start to grow in jerking swells within his mouth. Ed
started a slow push-pull motion with his ass and in seconds his cock was
leaping out to its full eleven inches. As the fat monster swelled and
gorged in Bill's mouth, Ed backed off some, leaving about six inches
jutting into those hot lips. Meanwhile, Chuck, standing at Bill's feet,
watching his buddy's cock grow in the hot home it had found, was turning on
to the shiny spit which coated Ed's cock each time it was pulled from
Bill's mouth. He hawked up a good handful and stood there rubbing it up and
down the length of his own shaft.

 Bill's fears eased a bit as he noticed how Ed withdrew some of his
ever-lengthening cock, so that what was left in his mouth was comfortable
and he was able to handle it with no problem. Suddenly, Ed gripped Bill's
hair tighter and started pumping his cock faster into the mouth. Each
stroke came in a little deeper than the last and soon Ed was striking the
back of Bill's throat, making him gag. This caused Bill to clamp down a bit
and his teeth grazed the swollen invader. A resounding slap to his cheek
completely knocked his mouth away from Ed's cock and he gasped for breath.

 Ed hissed, "You relax and open up kid and keep your dammed teeth clear of
my cock." With this he grabbed Bill's ears and pulled his head back into
position over his prick. Bill eyed it warily. This was the first time he'd
seen it fully hard, barely an inch from his nose, pulsing erect at its full
eleven inches, thick, massive, heavy, and throbbing. He opened his mouth to
an 'O' pulling his teeth as far back under his lips as he could. Ed
released one ear, only long enough to push his cock down until the head
again plopped between Bill's lips. He grabbed the ear again and eased his
cock in five or six inches--in again, out again, then, grabbing Bill's head
harder, gave a mighty heave, pushed his ass forward, and with a hefty drive
and grunt, forced the fat monster clear down Bill's throat. Bill let out a
muffled, "Mmmmngh," as Ed continuously drove his cock in and out of Bill's
throat, pulling out only two or three inches before battering his way down
the tight passage again. Bill was gasping for breath when Ed finally pulled
the spit-slicked shaft completely out. "Man, that's more like it," he
muttered.


 Chuck, standing behind Bill, watched the goings-on and had gotten all
worked up. When he released his cock from his fist it sprang up and swatted
against his stomach, staying erect and throbbing, pointing almost straight
up. "Shit man," he exclaimed, " I got to get me some too." He knelt down
and started to knead the tightly packed asscheeks spread before him. "Hey
Ed, think I should let the kid see this rod before I plug him?" "Nah
Chuck," Ed replied, "why don't you just slip it in and let him guess how
big it is."  Chuck grinned as he spit a gob to smear Bill's ass. He worked
his free hand up and down his rigid shaft. It was a sight to behold... not
quite as long as Ed's eleven inches, but fat, fat, and fatter.

 The head came to a blunt point, but it quickly swelled to the size of a
ripe pear. After a slight narrowing just behind the crown, the smooth,
ivory-white gleaming shaft swelled from just a little more than
two-and-a-half inches, just behind the head, to an incredible
three-and-a-half inches at the base. It was even more impressive because,
unlike a lot of big cocks that were soft and mushy, never getting really
hard, Chuck's cock was like a steel rod. Hanging there it looked like a
milk bottle stuck out from his crotch.

 He slobbered more spit all around Bill's ass, working a finger or two in
to get it good and slick. He felt Bill's ass tense at the invasion, but
squeezed the plump cheeks to calm him and warned him what would happen if
he didn't cooperate.  He slicked up his cock again with more spit and
rubbed it in good. The he spread the mounds wide apart and grinned as he
caught his first real sight of the moist, puckered hole, now glistening in
the sun. He eased forward and the head of his cock pressed in against the
pouting lips. He pulled back once, then pressed steadily forward as the
head started to slip in. The lips of Bill's ass unfolded and clenched the
cockhead in a wet embrace. Bill moaned as the invading prick spread him
wide. He had never been fucked before and the initial pleasure which the
first half-inch of head gave soon turned to discomfort, then downright pain
as Chuck inched forward. He wriggled his ass and tried to slide sideways,
but a crack of the belt across his ass stopped the movement.

 Chuck pulled Bill roughly into position and rested there a minute. The
sharp slap of the belt had momentarily diverted Bill's attention from the
ripping pain and Chuck had used it to good advantage to slip the whole head
in. The ass muscles clenched tightly just below the head at the shaft's
narrowest point and Bill breathed freer as the pain eased off somewhat.

 Chuck's mouth twisted into an evil leer and he nodded to Ed who stood
ready with his prick in front of Bill's mouth. The muscles of Chuck's ass
squeezed tight and with one mighty heave he shoved with all his strength
and drove the huge cock clear into Bill's hot, sticky bowels. As he did so,
he lunged forward, grabbing Bill by the hips, pushing him down so as to
hold his ass in place. Tears welled in Bill's eyes as he raised his head
and screamed in agony. While his head was thrown back and his mouth wide
open, Ed grabbed his hair and pulled his head clear down the length of his
shaft, burying the rod deep in Bill's throat. With that, both men started a
deep fucking rhythm; Chuck plunging relentlessly in and out, in and out, of
the ravaged ass. Spiralling first left, then right, pushing up and down,
and forced head-long, straight in, the huge monster stretched and split the
virgin ass. Meanwhile, Ed's cock was on a rampage in Bills throat. It flew
in and out with incredible speed, barely allowing Bill time to gulp a
breath of air into his bursting lungs. Faster and faster they fucked. Sweat
dripped from their brows onto the quivering body being mercilessly
assaulted beneath them. Chuck's monster milk-bottle cock pounded away,
battering Bill's prostate on each inward stroke, then slipping past,
forcing its way around the bend in his bowels again and again.

 The bombardment on his prostate caused Bill's cock to swell and throb in
spite of the agony he was in. In spite of himself, the sensations ravaging
his body made his head reel. His cock was not fully hard under him, but
each plunge of Chuck's prick made him feel like he was going to piss... no,
cum... no, piss... he strained to shit the huge invader from his guts. His
muscles tensed and strained. His muffled grunts, forced involuntarily from
his body by each thrust from both ends were matched by the much louder
animal groans from the two rapists. The air was filled with the shouts and
growls of the assaulters. "Oh, fuck baby--fuck, fuck, fuck. It's so hot and
tight. Take it--take that fuckin' cock up your ass now, ungh... now,
ungh...  again... 'n again UNGH! Oh man, look at that big mother cock
fuckin' the shit out of your face. Go Ed baby, go, go, gooo!"

 Ed, in turn, twisted his cock down the constricted throat sending thrills
through his whole body.  "Yeah baby! That's the way. That's so good! All
the way kid. Go Chuck! Shove that cock clear through his stomach."

 The assault went on relentlessly, Both studs shouting each other on. "Go
Chuck go! Fuck his ass dry!" "Come on Ed, I'm getting ready to shoot." "Me
too buddy boy!" "Ungh... ungh... UNGH!"  "Arghhhhh" "I'm coming... I'm
CUUM-M-M-M-inggggg..." "Ohhhh."

 Both cocks exploded simultaneously. Chuck flooded Bill's ass with a
burning hot enema of cum and Ed's cock jumped in spasms, buried deep in
Bill's throat sending a torrent of cum straight down the tight passage. Ed
pulled hard on Bill's head, burying his nose in his crotch hairs while he
grunted and panted, breathless and drained as the final spasms forced the
last drops up and out of his shaft.

 Even after he had come, Chuck continued to batter Bill's ass with his
mammoth cock. "Shit... piss... cum... Oh! ! Oh! ! ! ! Oh! !"  Bill
cried. "Oh! ! ! Fuck! fuck! fuck! FUCK ME-E-E.e.eee... Argh...
OH-H-H-H.h.h.hhhhh..." And, in spite of himself, Bill shot a huge sticky
wad of cum in unison with the ramming that Chuck's prick still forced on
his ravaged ass.

 They all lay still, breathing hard for a minute, then together both
monster cocks were pulled free in one quick jerk. Bill gasped as his ass
opened as if to shit out a monster turd and then quickly snapped shut,
leaving just a trickle of cum leaking out and dribbling down his leg.


 Chuck kicked the sleeping bag out from under Bill and Bill fell forward,
exhausted, aching and drained. Ed and Chuck sprawled on their backs, slick
cocks lying limply over their thighs while they floated free on their
pill-fed highs. The three bodies sprawled motionless for a while, then the
two rapists stirred, roused by the stimulants coursing through their veins.


 "That wasn't bad for starters," Ed said, slapping Chuck on his leg.
"Yeah" Chuck replied as he idly rubbed his huge, hanging balls. "But I'm
about ready for some more action." Chuck threw back his head and laughed,
"Right on--but I think we ought to slip the kid a little somethin' to keep
him from squirmin' so much. Let's check out the doc's car to see if we can
find somethin' to quiet him down."

 They sauntered over to the car and started to rummage around. Ed came up
with a bottle of downs and, smiling, said, "These ought to do the trick."
Ed, meanwhile, had been tearing the gift wrapping off a box he'd found in
the back seat. He opened it and let out a long, low whistle, then
laughed. "Hey Chuck, this doc musta been some swinger. Take a look at
this." Chuck turned and dangling from Ed's thick fist was a rubber dildo at
least 14 inches long, heavily veined and lifelike. Extremely thick and
pendulous, it swelled to a rounded ball at the base, where leather straps
dangled in the air. Chuck hoisted the heavy dildo to his shoulder and swung
it at Ed, swatting him across the ass with it.  "Wonder if he was givin' it
or gettin' it as a present?" he mused. "Who cares," replied Ed, "I got a
dammed good idea who's groin' to be givin' it an' who's goin' t' be gettin'
it in a little while. First, grab all this shit and let's get these pills
into the kid over there." With that they gathered up the dildo and the
medical bag and headed back to where Bill was still tethered under the
trees.

 Bill was still groggy from the assault and waves of pain washed over him
from his aching stretched ass to his violated throat. He was forced back to
his senses and his head was jolted back by the hair and three pills were
forced down his gullet. A hand clamped his nose and water was poured down
his throat. "Swallow!" Ed hissed, "or you ain't gonna breathe again!" Bill
held out for as long as he could, finally though, he had to give in, and he
downed the pills and water, gasping for breath as he was released. "Come
on," yelled Chuck, running for the river," let's take a swim and cool off
while the pills work."

 They swam around for a while playing grab-ass and poking one another's
cocks and balls, all the while making plans for their next assault on
Bill. They ambled out of the water, drying for a while in the sun, then
pulling on their boots, walked over to Bill's campsite and rummaged through
his supplies. Ed came up with a can of Crisco, and, gesturing to where the
dildo lay, a short distance from Bill, smirked, "Just what the doctor
ordered."

 The walked over to where Bill lay in a half stupor, untied his hands and
feet and pushed his dazed body onto the cycle, propping his arms on the
handlebars, and laying his head on them. Bent over like this, straddling
the long, black, leather seat, his ass arched into the air and gleamed
white and inviting. Ed smeared a healthy gob of Crisco all over the
inviting butt, and worked it well into the hole with two thick, probing
fingers.

 Chuck grabbed the huge dildo and brought the head to the tightly puckered
hole perched on the bike seat. He started to push the fat head in and
Bill's body jerked in protest. With his feet lashed to the sides of the
bike and Ed holding his upper body pressed forward, he was helplessly
vulnerable to the coming assault. He cried out dazedly as the incredibly
huge organ was pushed determinedly against his well-greased asshole, trying
to force an impossible entry.

 "No! No!" he cried as Chuck seized him in a clamp of steel and slowly
crammed the fist-sized head into Bill's protesting ass. The pain was
excruciating as Chuck pushed the terribly huge cock into him.
"UUUuuuhhhnnnggg!" Bill's throat rasped. The rim of the asshole gave the
great fraction of an inch it needed to admit the bulging head of the dildo.
Bill felt like his insides were being torn to shreds. The monster head
slipped past Bill's prostate and battered against the bend in his bowels.
Chuck twisted and turned the rubber prick, exerting still more force.


Abruptly, the fist-sized head rounded the bend and the entire 14-inch cock
slid through the resisting entrance and slipped deeply into the hot
darkness. "Oh God," Bill moaned, clenching his teeth. "Christ!" he gasped
as Chuck drove the full length up into his guts, plunging, skewering in and
out. He rammed violently, insanely lunging against the writhing ass which
arched and bucked desperately, unable to escape the thick, punishing,
monster cock. "Take it... take it!" hissed Chuck, driving the whole length
hard and brutally into Bill's screaming ass, clear up to where the base of
the dildo swelled to a large ball.

 Holding it firmly in, he pulled Bill erect and with Ed's help strapped the
dildo to the leather seat of the bike.  Then they mounted up with Bill
sandwiched between his two tormentors. Chuck, sitting in front, tied Bill's
hands around his own broad chest. Bill was squeezed between the two and
forced down on the huge cock tied firmly up his ass. He held Chuck in an
involuntary embrace. Chuck started up the bike and with wheels spinning
took off down the dirt lane. Taking it easy at first, Bill was jounced up
and down between them, the cock riding smoothly in and out of his
well-greased ass. As Chuck increased speed, the washboard road caused the
tremendous cock to crash and scrape against the deepest section of Bill's
bowels. Each bounce sent an agonizing pain through his gut. His head
lurched back at each jump and he screamed an agonizing "OWWwww!" at each
painful bounce. It was like being fucked by a demon.

 Wheeling around, Chuck headed back to camp. He speeded up, looking for the
huge hollow he had skirted on the way out. Spotting it he put on more speed
and pulled up on the front wheels. The bike took off and sailed through the
air.  "WHEEEOOOooo!" Ed and Chuck screamed in unison. The Harley landed
with a THUD. "AARRGGHHhh!" screamed Bill, as the landing jolt smashed the
ball-shaped base of the dildo clear through his protesting sphincter. Tears
flowed down his face and he screamed consciously at the searing pain, as
the stallion-sized cock drove in even deeper and lay firmly wedged in his
tormented ass.

 Chuck wheeled into camp and rolled the bike to a halt under the thick
overhanging branch of a tree. He quickly untied Bill's hands from around
his chest and retied them overhead to the tree. The two violators then
unstrapped the dildo from the seat and took firm grips on the loose-hanging
tethers. The giant cock was invisible now, having been completely crammed
into Bill's protesting ass. As if on signal, they braced his ass and
yanked. With great force they jerked the monster dildo out in one
stroke. It fell free with a loud sucking noise. Bill screamed again and
wondered how much more punishment his tortured ass could take. The suction
of the dildo being withdrawn drew his whole insides down. He felt as if his
guts were turning inside out, and in a way they were. As the big cock head
cleared the over-stretched lips of his ass, they turned outward as if
pouting at the loss of a friend. Without hesitation, Ed, who was still
seated behind Bill, shoved the whole length of his eleven-inch raging
hard-on deep into Bill. "Jesus!" Bill choked back a cry as the giant was
hammered in to the hilt. "No... don't!" "All the way kid!" "OWWwww!!" The
huge iron slammed in to the base and Bill felt the man clamp onto him,
Muscle-thick arms locked about him, crotch jammed against the taut cheeks
of his ass, throbbing cock buried in his guts.

 "Damn it," shouted Ed, "this fuckin' hole's been stretched to kingdom
come. I'm slopping around in here like I'm plugged into a barrel." "We can
fix that real soon," replied Chuck, as he climbed onto the bike seat facing
his buddy. With Bill suspended from the tree branch between them, he
hoisted Bill's legs over his shoulders and greased his fat, bottle cock
with a healthy gob of Crisco. "Beautiful!" he said under his breath as he
looked at Bill's ass with the root of Ed's cock rammed into it. His nuts
were squirming. He brought the huge head of his prick up to the lips of
Bill's asshole and rubbed it up and down against Ed's stiff rod. He pushed
and heaved, and then eased off, then shoved some more. Chuck strained to
get into the asshole.

 Ed reached down and pushed his finger into the ass alongside his prick,
stretching the hole over the head of Chuck's giant, thick cock. Bill
groaned in agony as the head of the second prick crept up inside him. "I
can't," he moaned. "It's too much to take." "Fuck," Chuck said, "Take these
two fuckpoles up your ass or I'll knock your fuckin' teeth down your
throat." Bill tried to obey and force himself open wider. He started to
whimper with pain as the two cocks stretched his asshole and slipped deeper
inside him. Ed could hardly believe what he was seeing. He felt his cock
being squeezed tightly as Chuck's huge prick joined his own inside the
kid's asshole. They both pushed upwards into the tight little guts. "Oh
God," Bill groaned as he was pulled all the way down onto the cocks. Both
of them were fully embedded in his ass. "Okay," Chuck said low in his
throat, "now start posting, kid, just like you were riding a fucking
horse." Slowly Bill pulled up on the branch to which he was tied and
managed to raise his ass, then slowly lowered himself. His head was thrown
back and tears were running down his cheeks as he worked the two massive
pricks brutally, unmercifully up his own tight, fully-packed ass.


Ed reached over and grabbed a box of poppers he had taken from the doctor's
bag. He snapped one under Chuck's nose, then inhaled deeply himself. As the
vapors took effect, they felt their cocks tingle and swell, throbbing and
pulsing deep in Bill's over-stretched ass. "Let's really give it to him,"
said Ed. They started to buck up with their hips, bouncing on the leather
seat, shoving their pricks in and out of Bill's ass, sliding tightly
through the feverish, slick hole. They fucked in unison, in and out, in and
out, in and out. Their huge sweaty balls bounced and jiggled all over the
slick greasy seat of the bike, banging into each other as they both strived
for more and more depth. "Fuckin' A, this is great!" cried Ed. "I can feel
your huge fuckin' piece of meat squeezed right up next to mine. What a
fuckin' feelin'."

 With that, Chuck unhooked Bill's feet from his shoulders and started to
spin him around on their cocks. The blond kid spun around on the two giant
poles that were fucking wildly at his ass. As Bill spun around, Ed snapped
another popper, and after he and Chuck sailed off again on another whiff,
he held it hard against Bill's nose. Bill soared off into ecstasy.  The
pain in his ass warmed to a glow and seemed to turn to pleasure, while his
cock swelled to full hardness, pulsating wildly in the air.

 Ed and Chuck increased the intensity of their assault, cramming every inch
of their gigantic, solid cocks in up to the root. Bill was now meeting each
of their drives, trying to force his ass as far down as possible onto the
hard-ramming pricks.

 "I'm goin' to cum, Ed," Chuck groaned. "I can't hold back much longer."
"Cum, man! Cum!" Ed shouted. "Shoot your fuckin' loads up into my ass, you
bastards," Bill swore. "Give me a bath in your fucking cum.  Fuck me! FUCK
MEEEE... Fuck me to death," he cried. Chuck's cock was starting to
explode. Ed felt it throb and pulse, and then the hot, searing cum spit out
of the broad head and splashed and spewed into the kid's ass.  Ed's prick
exploded just about the same time. Cum was spurting up into Bill's ass. It
must have filled his bowels completely because it started to seep back down
and around the shafts of the cocks, still stretching the battered, torn
asshole. It seeped down over their balls, between their legs and puddled on
the leather bike seat.

 "Don't stop. Don't stop fuckin' me," Bill moaned. "I'm going to cum. I'm
going to cum. I'm going to shoot my hot cum right into your fuckin' faces."
His cock erupted. His cum shot out like a shell from a cannon. It
splattered all over Ed and Chuck. It spurted and gushed out of his cock
like a raging torrent. Bill was sitting completely down on the pulsating
pricks. Both of them were still throbbing and pumping cum up his ass.

 "Shit!" yelled Ed. "The bastard done shot all over us. Now I'm gonna teach
him a lesson." With that both greasy, cum-slick cocks were quickly pulled
from Bill's ass. They cuffed him around a bit then, cutting him down, threw
his violated body to the ground. "This kid wanted to get fucked some more,
so now let's give him a fuckin' he'll remember," said Chuck, reaching for
the can of Crisco.

 Bill was stretched out on his stomach, his ass extended in the air. Chuck
ran his hands over the perfectly shaped cheeks, then scooping a handful of
Crisco, ran his fingers up and down the crack. Bill felt the Crisco in the
crack of his ass, then two big fingers entered his ass and were soon
fucking away with hard thrusts. The pain was not intense, almost a relief
after the huge stuffing and stretching his ass had been subjected to. He
even worked his ass with each thrust that Chuck made. Chuck was watching
and waiting now. With a knee he spread Bill's legs wider, working his hand
deeper and deeper. He tucked his thumb under his other four fingers and
with a steady pressure pushed forward until his knuckles pushed against the
lips of Bill's ass.


Suddenly, Bill tensed as he realized that they were trying to bust his ass
open with a fist. He remembered the size of those huge ham hands and moaned
in terror as the pressure increased and his sphincter was stretched almost
beyond endurance. Chuck withdrew his hand and greased it heavily with
Crisco. He slammed it down onto the upturned cheeks and snarled at Bill,
"You cooperate 'n relax otherwise you ain't gonna have an ass left to shit
with." He jerked Bill to his knees and rammed in with his fingers, only to
be stopped again at the thumb knuckle. He twisted and turned his fist, but
felt the resistance of Bill's tormented ass. Nodding to Ed, Chuck signaled
to snap a popper under Bill's nose. Bill's head unfolded like a
lotus-blossom. His ass relaxed a fraction, and Chuck took advantage of it
to give a mighty heave, and watched as his hand was sucked right
inside. Bill's ass closed around the wrist like a mouth giving a big
sucking kiss.  "Jesusmotherfucker!" Bill screamed. Ed held him while Chuck
closed his fist and felt around. It was a wide open cavern inside, smooth
and slick. Ed moved Bill's body forward and back, forcing Chuck's fist
deeper and deeper, slipping round the bend of his intestines.

 Bill was crying out and whimpering at the sensation of that huge fist
working its way up his bowels.  He grabbed for more poppers and inhaled
deeply. It sent him flying, his ears were ringing, and in his mind he
became one huge asshole with a gigantic cock pushing ever deeper into him.

 "Come on," cried Chuck, "join the party. Let's fuck the shit out o'this
bastard." Ed needed no prodding and promptly greased up his hand. Chuck
pulled his stiff arm out of Bill's ass till the narrow par of his wrist was
in position at the hole. Ed squirmed his fingers in against the wrist,
pushing and stretching, working in and out, ever widening the tortured
hole. With a lunge he stretched the sphincter beyond all reasonable limits
and broke through into the hot steamy depths of Bill's bowels.

 "AAARRRGGGHHHhhh!" Bill howled, as he desperately pressed another popper
to his nose. Ed grabbed Chuck's hand in the slimy intestines and together
they started to fuck him deeper and deeper. They forced their hands and
arms all the way into Bill's ass, all the way to the base of his stomach.

 They plunged their arms into the hole as hard as they could, down, inside,
and around. To Bill it felt like their whole bodies were slithering around
inside his bowels. They clutched each other's hands as they rammed back and
forth and struck his bowels.

 As they fist-fucked their helpless victim, their throbbing cocks bounced
wildly between their spread legs. They eyed each other's pricks and,
wanting relief, reached over with their free hands and each grabbed the
other's cock.

 Their fists flew in and out of the tortured ass, while their well-greased
palms worked up and down each other's inflamed rods. They worked in unison
with their fist-fucking, sliding down hard on each other's rigid shafts as
they shoved their mammoth fists deep into the silky warm depths of Bill's
bowels. His ass was stretched and pulled almost beyond recognition and he
only endured the horrible pain by gasping desperately at the poppers.

 Ed and Chuck were carried away by the fumes and the excitement they felt
watching the complete mastery their thick arms held over their helpless
victim. They rammed down on their cocks and with deep and prolonged,"Oh!
OHH! OHHHhhhhs..." they shot wad after wad of thick creamy, hot cum all
over the upturned, shiny, grease-coated ass, now in their total
possession. With each spasm they rammed their joined fists deeper and
deeper, causing Bill's agony to intensify, but try as he might, he was
skewered on the two fists, and no attempt at escape succeeded.

 As the two huge cocks relaxed and started to go limp, Ed and Chuck pulled
their fists from the steaming prison. With a loud slurp, their hands fell
free and Bill collapsed, semi-conscious, in a heap, his mind barely able to
cope with the savage assault his body had endured.

 Ed and Chuck made their way to the river, cleaned up and slowly pulled
their clothes back on. Ed remarked that this would be a great place to hide
out. They could park the hot car up the kid's ass and no one would ever
find them. Chuck grinned as he dragged Bill's limp body to the edge of the
river and threw him in so that his upper body lay on protruding rock slab,
while his legs and ass were submerged in the rapid current. They grabbed
Bill's wallet from his Levi's, threw what they wanted in the back of the
car, and took off down the road in a cloud of dust.

 The cold river current soon had a soothing effect on Bill's tortured ass
as it lay submerged in the water. The cool flow revived him, and the effect
of the pills was wearing off. He barely had energy to collect himself, so
he lay sprawled where is tormenters had left him. Gradually, as
consciousness returned, he thought of the events of the afternoon. He
shuddered at the tortures his body had endured. His ass twitched in the
soothing flow of water and suddenly Bill realized that his cock was rock
hard between his legs. He looked around, and seeing that his attackers had
fled, laid his head back on the stone, wrapped his fist around his
throbbing cock and, with firm steady strokes, jerked his pulsing prick as
he smiled wanly into the setting sun.