Date: Fri, 21 Jan 2011 20:16:46 -0600 (CST) From: StewartG Subject: Cross Country Adventures of Jon - Part 8-B I was hitching outside of Union City Tennessee, when a blue van pulled up next to me. Two men in their late 20's told me to hop in without even asking me where I was going. They seemed to be a happy go lucky pair, who were more than willing to help me out. I soon realized that there was a reason for their behavior. I smelled the aroma of pot coming from the vehicle. Not wanting to put myself in a situation with an impaired driver, I declined their invitation. I was caught by surprize when the passenger, who was much larger than me, got out of the van and grabbed me by the arm, opened the sliding door, shoved me and himself into the back and slammed the door shut. The driver sped off down the road as I looked at my abductor. If the situation were any different I would have found him to be a very attractive guy, with fairly short brown silky hair parted in the middle, deep blue eyes and a handsome face. "What the fuck are you doing, where are we going, I said I didn't want a lift" I rattled in confusion. "Don't worry little fella, Burt and I just want to have some fun" the man smiled. "What if I don't want to have any fun" I asked. "I never said you were going have fun, just Burt and I" he laughed. I noticed that the driver, who I figured was named Burt, turned off the highway and was driving through a wooded area. "Let me out " I demanded. "Hey, Zach" the driver yelled " go ahead and get him ready, we're almost there". Zach lunged at me and pinned me to the floor of the van, my heart beat frantically by the thought of what they were going to do to me. Zach pulled out some rope from a compartment inside the van. He wrestled me onto my stomach and tied my hands together. Zach then used another rope to secure me to the inside of the van. Then he pulled off my shorts, spread my legs wide and used two more ropes to secure my feet. I was scared shitless, shaking uncontrollably with fear. The fear of not being in control and the knowledge that someone else wanted to harm me. Zach saw how frightened I was and tried to console me. "Don't worry, little fella, once we're done, we'll let you go". Done doing what I wondered, a variety of consequences flew through my mind, until the van ultimately came to a stop. At that moment, even though I was not a church going person, I said a prayer to God. Burt joined Zach in the back of the van. The two men argued about who was going to go first. "You got to go first the last time, Burt" Zach stated. " Well I spotted him" Burt rebounded. "Okay, okay. Who ever gets hard first gets to go first" Zach suggested. I heard the sound of zippers and the van started shaking wildly. By now I guessed that these two men were going to fuck me and now they were prepping their cock for the ultimately violation of my hole. "Oh yeah" Burt yelled out in triumph that he was ready. Without warning, I felt Burt climb on top of my back. He was still fully clothed, but I could feel his naked cock, searching between my butt crack. Without much effort, Burt's snake found its way into my ass and I felt the whole thing slide into my canal. Without even looking I could tell that Burt had a nice large cock that was as stiff as a board. "Dam, this kid has one tight fucking hole, Zach. Hope I don't stretch it out to much by the time you get your turn" Burt quipped. "Shut your mouth, Burt Jones and hurry up. I'm going fuck him at least three times before I'm done with him." Zach announced. Burt quickened his efforts and pumped his hard dick in and out of my ass like a jackhammer. Very quickly Burt was moaning out loud, then I felt his hot cum flowing inside my ass. No sooner had Burt removed himself from my back side, when Zach replaced him. A different feeling overcame me, as Zach shoved his boner into my crack. I screamed out in agony as Zach forced his humungous rod into my rear end. "Holy shit" I thought, '" was this really some guys dick or were they shoving a telephone pole in my ass". Zach's meat was huge and I was the one who was groaning with excitement from the sheer pleasure his mega cock was causing. " Hey Zach Shafter" Burt laughed " sounds like this young buck likes your monster dick" "Yeah, most of the guys we done just start crying" Zach replied. "I think we got ourselves a real fag here" Burt figured. "Only one way to find out" Burt announced. Burt crawled over to me and loosened the ropes enough for me to lift my head up, my weight being supported by my elbows. Burt removed his pants and kneeled in front of me, his cock was right in front of me. "Here's what's going to happen, boy. Your gonna suck my cock. If I feel anything other than pleasure, even your own momma won't recognize the remains, got it" Burt scowled. I nodded my head. Even though I was thoroughly enjoying the anal intrusion of Zach super cock, I knew Burt was serious and I vowed to make it out of this unharmed. If that meant sucking off his abductors, then so be it. I looked up at Burt, expecting to see a deranged mental case, but was surprized to see a very good looking man in his 30's. He had a trimmed full black beard and short shaggy black hair, with amazing green eyes. He had a stocky muscular body with a hairy chest. Under normal circumstances, I probably would have made a pass at him. Burt grabbed my hair and wacked me in the face with his cock, I opened my mouth and he quickly shoved his cock into my mouth. He thrust his hips forward, as his dick got harder, the further it descended into my throat. "Gall dang, Zach, check it out, this little pup is sucking me off." Watching the scene play out in front of him, Zach's biological urges increased and soon his pumping action got faster, his whining got louder and then I felt a massive gush of hot spunk flow into my ass. After Zach's breathing had slowed down. he removed his cock from my behind. Burt excitingly announced that he was ready for round two. Zach and Burt exchanged places. Now Zach was in front of me waving his enormous dick and telling me to open my pretty little mouth. I was totally exhausted, but somehow I found the strength to keep going. Zach's salami forced my mouth open and he began to fuck my mouth, as Burt reentered my ass for the second time. Both men continued the onslaught of my hole for hours, taking turns fucking me and then having me suck them off until they were hard again. As I lay on the floor of the van, my two abductors moved to the front of the van and lit another joint. As they laughed and talked I overheard their conversation. As young teens, both men discovered that a hole is a hole , don't matter what it's connected to. Apparently, Zach and Burt would bully other kids and make them suck their cocks. As they got older the, boys encountered someone who enjoyed their intimidation and allowed Zach and Burt to fuck him in the ass, especially Zach. In time, the two men moved on with their lives. Both got married, but remained in the same town. As adults, Zach and Burt met at a bar and rekindled an old friendship. It was Burt who told Zach that he discovered that when a man gets raped, the chances of that man going to the cops and reporting the crime is almost nil, because men are proud and will never admit they were taken advantage of sexually. This information spawned a monthly road trip for Zach and Burt, who would seek out a young solitary target, usually late at night. Ethnic diversity added spice to the game as they talked about the variety of men they had conquered and humiliated. The first step would be to steal plates from another vehicle and place them on the van before heading out. My guess would be that Zach Shafter and Burt Jones were the fake names they used during their excursion. The next thing I knew, Zach untied me and threw me out of the van. He tossed me my back pack and my clothes. As Burt started to drive away, Zach yelled "See ya, little fella." Every part of my body ached as I slowly got dressed. The road, which was more like a trail was completely deserted and I was surrounded by dense forest. I was tired, thirsty and hungry, with no civiliztion in sight. The sun was just beginning to rise, so I started walking down the lonely path wondering where I was and what would happen to me next ...