Date: Sat, 27 Jul 2002 21:21:44 +1000
From: michael hines <hines@pnc.com.au>
Subject: It Hurt 13


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, please leave. If this sort of thing is illegal in your
country then don't even bother to read this. You have been warned and I
take no responsibility for your problems. Leave now if you are under 18
years of age. I have no way of knowing whether you are younger. If you are,
be careful because this work is not for you. Anyone reading this should not
imitate the behaviour described, as the characters in this work of fiction
are not practising safe sex, so needed in 2002. Please email me if you have
some suggestions as to what should happen or tell me about this story.


				  HURT 13

I woke in agony. My young body had taken to much punishment. I wanted to be
abused and wanted the men to use my boy-hole for their pleasure. Their
cocks deep inside me always gave me so many thrills as they screwed into
me. The aftermath was always horrible. I became guilty and despairing as
the pain always tore at every part of my body. My slender body and young
arse had suffered another very hard pounding. I was at the mercy of men who
showed little self-control as they belted into me and slammed my body onto
mattresses. I had an arse full of man-juice and this seemed to combine with
all the goo and slime that I still had up me from previous fucks. I
couldn't find a good place to lie. My legs ached and my arse was on fire
with pain. My stomach felt disturbed. I wanted to throw up. My mouth tasted
foul. The muscles in my neck screamed for relief. My defences collapsed. I
started to shake and cry out. Tears filled my eyes and ran down my face. I
hurt so much I couldn't live I thought. My whole young life was ruined. I
wanted men and still did. My hurt was the result of my love of hot anal sex
and sucking males. I wanted more. My hurt could be cured I thought by more
cock.

 My tears, gasping and shaking woke Barry. I wasn't aware that someone was
in the bed next to me. I felt arms move around me crushing my tiny body and
cuddling me.

"Daniel you were so good and so hot last night." Barry said. "I can feel
your tears dripping down your body and your shaking shows the pain you
have."

"I am so sore and hurt," I sobbed.

"I know," Barry responded. "It's hard to cope with what you want at such a
tender age. You let many men and boys fuck you during the last two
weeks. Your life has changed so much. You want the hurt I know and now the
reality of your behaviour is sinking in as your body is finding it hard to
take all the time."

"Why do I want to spend my life having cock belted into me, big ones that
fill my hole and then I'm slammed onto a mattress over and over again,
sometimes the cocks are so far up they seem to push me harder on my spine
against the dirty beds?" I questioned Barry. "I wake up with such pain and
it fucken hurts afterwards."

"You've joined me and many others who love the hurt and hate the pain it
causes afterwards. I want to help you. I started down this path at your age
of 13. I know you are having problems with pleasure and pain. Your young
body is not as strong as an adult to take the continued fucking you have
had.

You have had your prostate gland belted again and again by very big fat
cocks from men and you have responded by letting the men spill their sperm
into you and you have shot huge loads of teen-cum. Your body needs to
recover. I have some soothing cream that will help. I need to rub it into
your boy-hole and work it up your tight passage. I will probably cum as I
screw it into you. I think a good hot load down your throat will help
settle you down." Barry said.

"It's not just my boy-cunt," I simpered. "My whole body is tender and so
sore. I can't even lift off the bed to pee and I need to do it now."

"That's easy," Barry replied. "I'm good at water sports! Let me take your
cock and piss into my mouth."

"I'm covered in my spunk that I shot several times last night." I answered
Barry. "You'll have to suck that first to allow the piss to escape. My
cock-head seems to be stuck."

"Hell yes, give it to me," Barry panted.

Barry's mouth covered my tender penis and sucked and licked and my
hardening stem. I felt my five inches rise as he took all of me. My balls
slapped around his lips and my bladder opened filling his mouth with my
yellow juice. I pissed for a while and Barry sucked it down his
throat. This was difficult, as my cock was so stiff in his mouth. I pushed
down his throat and fucked the remaining drops into him. Barry licked my
rock-solid prick and started to suck it, using his tongue as a chute for me
to use. I lost control and even though I hurt so much this was too good to
miss. I worked my prick hard against his tongue and down his throat.

Barry fed my sore and sorry arse with his fingers and started to rub them
inside my passage. I felt a moist balm being pumped into me. My arse
grabbed his digits. I began to feel a warm and sloppy mixture inside my
arse. Barry fucked further and made the warmth invade my passage. His
tongue was working miracles on my cock. My body jumped and I knew I had to
cum. I felt the sperm rising and wanted to fill his mouth.  Barry must have
realised what I was going to do. He kept fucking the balm into me and took
his mouth from my cock.

"No, you can't cum yet. I want to fuck your face as I fuck your arse. You
will feel better with some man-juice in you and your arse will fuck better
after you take the benefits of this balm," He said.

"I want to cum now," I pleaded with him.

"Take my cock down your throat, suck hard boy and drink from my creamy
head." Barry replied.

I had no option but to obey him if I wanted my rear end to improve. Like
magic I felt my arse ready again and I knew I could suck Barrie's juice
down my throat. I had before and loved his big cock filling my mouth.

Barry fucked into my boy-cunt some more and parted my lips with his
man-meat. I loved his cock in my mouth and sucked it as far as I could. He
started to fuck my 13-year old mouth and kept fucking my arse with his fat
fingers. I was on fire. I wanted Barry to cum.
 I had to have his spunk. He filled my mouth and fucked, I sucked and spat
and licked his tool. He was big and so hard. I tried to take him down my
throat. I gagged and tried to breathe through my nose. It was a huge
effort. I had to have his jitz. I wanted him, I wanted his man-juice. Pre-
cum started to flow onto my tongue. I swallowed and sucked harder. Barrie's
fingers up my hole made me feel so good. I was enlivened suddenly. He knew
how to fix my hurt. I felt his large cock pulse against my pallet, he
started to shoot his man-juice. The white globs settled in my mouth as each
pulse delivered more. My mouth was soon full of hot cum and his huge dick.
I gulped and sucked the juice down my throat. He fucked it into me. I was
so hot and panting as his load entered my throat and I took it all the way
down to my stomach.

"You are a good boy," Barry panted. "You have swallowed my huge load and
your arse is responding to my fingers. Feel better?" he asked.

"Yea I am," I replied as Barry removed his penis from my tonsils. "I feel
better in my hole and have had a feast of you."

"Let's go to the bathroom and I will massage you in the water of the tub."
He said. " Want you to enjoy a good tug with me bathing you."

"Where are the others?" I asked Barry.

"We will have breakfast together, it's early and I bet they are
asleep. I've got visitors coming later this morning. I am sure you will be
interested in them." Barry replied.

"Who?" I asked.

"Wait and see," he replied. "Let's fix you up first then work out the day."

Barry carried my small body to the bathroom. He sat me on the toilet seat
and ran the bath. He lifted me and layed me in the hot water. He hands
travelled over my body soaping my skin and massaging my young body. His
touch was tender and caring. He likes me I thought. He wants to make me
feel good after all the abuse. I loved Barry's attention to my body. He ran
his hands over my slim chest and soaped my navel. He went lower and ran his
hands over my hardening prick. I felt him wash my balls and work his
fingers under and up my boy-hole. The warmth and soap and his fingers made
my well-worked arse-hole feel so much better. Barry was so gentle. His
fingers massaged me and screwed gently inside. I felt so loose and
wanton. I wanted Barry to fuck me again. Shit I was such a boy slut. I
wanted his cock riding me again. I wanted him to hurt my arse and load me
with his cum. I wanted man-cock up my tender arse again so soon after being
so abused last night.

I squirmed and suggested that Barry get into the bath with me. He
refused. Shit he doesn't want me I thought.

"No Daniel," he said. "You need to tighten your hole and relax before my
friends arrive. I want you to be ready for their cocks. Right now I want to
clean you, relax you and feed you with a hot breakfast. You can sleep again
after that until lunch. I have some men coming who want to meet you."

"They want my body?" I asked him.

"Yea if you want man-cock they have lots and they are very big. You are so
slim and tight and so good. I told them that you would love a gang
rape. What do you think?" Barry asked.

"What's a gang rape," I said innocently.

"Five hot old men are coming. They each enjoy fucking young boys. They want
to fuck you one after the other, giving you no time to recover just take
hot big cock, hard and fast. Each man will cum up you and another will take
his place. You will be strapped to the bed, your arse open and ready, as
straps to the bed supports will spread your legs. Your hairless boy-hole
will be slimy and puckered waiting for the male invasion. You will scream
and yell and hope they stop. They won't. They will keep pounding your
little body and using your hole for their pleasure. I know it will hurt and
hurt and hurt. You will get so much man juices up you and so much pain that
you won't walk for a while. If you are up to this tell me"

I thought about this as I recovered in the bath. Yea I thought, I want men,
want cum and want the hurt. This sounded like the worst scene I had
encountered so far. I was scared and frightened as I slowly nodded my head.

"Shit I don't know." I said. "My small hole has had enough battering. Five
men fucking me and not caring for me just belting into me may be too hard
to take."

"We will all be there Daniel," Barry said. "Sam and Paul will hold you down
and the straps will keep you open. You will be hurt but I will be there to
protect you from any harm and will stop the men. I know you will enjoy this
new experience."

I knew I should avoid this. I was too young to have these men rape me. I
had heard that rape was sudden and unannounced. Barry was inviting me to be
gang-raped. I knew I wanted it. Deep inside my head I knew I wanted the men
and would welcome their cocks up me.  I was now a boy whore I thought. What
makes me want the hurt and abuse I wondered? My cock started its ascent as
I thought about my hole taking many cocks and being a vehicle for the men
to ride. I got hard and started to masturbate. My hand moved quickly and my
5-inch prick came again. Shit I wanted the men. I wanted to be abused
again.

"How big are their pricks?" I asked Barry.

"Same size as me." He responded.

"Wow you are big, you mean they all have the same size?" I asked.

"Yea about the same. You will love them up you." Barry said.

"Sam and Paul and you will protect me and hold me?" I questioned.

"Of course we want you after that." Barry replied.

I knew I would do it. I had to I wanted to be so used and handled by
men. If they fucked off after screwing me at least I had Barry, Sam and
Paul to cuddle me and give me some respite from the hurt. I wanted the
men. My head was spinning in desire. I was young and wanton. I was ready
for my biggest challenge and wanted it.

The bath water was cooling and my sperm swam on top. I felt relaxed and
sleepy. Barry lifted me out and dried me. I fell into his arms and loved
his limbs cuddling me. He wrapped me in a big towel and walked me to the
bedroom.

"Let's dress and eat breakfast with the others," he said. "Then let's plan
the morning for your big event."

I was arm and content and still a little unsure. Barry was my anchor he
said I was okay. I wanted this to happen I knew. I want men I thought I had
to have cock. Yea today would be great I thought.

 Continued in Hurt 14