Date: Sun, 21 Apr 2002 23:22:02 +1000 From: michael hines Subject: IT HURT 6 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 known way of knowing whether you are younger. If you are be careful because this work is not for you. Please email me if you have some suggestions as to what should happen or tell me about this story. IT HURT 6 I went down to breakfast early on Saturday. I thought Mum would be more agreeable. She was not. I sat facing her eating cold toast and sipping lukewarm tea. "You little shit," she yelled at me. "You have spent the last week with men and your School work has not been done. You had a detention yesterday. All I saw was a very happy boy come home and collapse on his bed. You won't talk about your new interests. You ignore your friends and do nothing but sleep and eat in this house. What the hell is happening?" I had no answers to this blast. I guess I expected some shit to come from my behaviour and new interests that certainly would not be acceptable to my straight-laced mother. I finished the toast and ignored the hostility. I wanted to be ready, clean and spunky for the 2 p.m. meeting that I was certain would happen. After all the rapist had been my first. My boy-cunt now controlled me. I lied and cheated and avoided anyone that I knew unless they showed a big cock and offered it to me. I knew that I was a worry to the School, my mother and my friends. I didn't give a shit. I had suddenly discovered pleasure inside my body and how to give it to others. I was a wanton 13-year-old. If any man who looked at me as I walked the streets realised that I would welcome his cock inside my tube, I guess he would be surprised. Most men are frightened to do more than perv at a young boy's legs and basket and buns. I wanted their cocks. I knew how to fuck and had developed some skill in sucking big dicks. I turned on the shower and cleaned every inch of my body. I spent some time cleaning my arse hole making sure that it was ready to open for any invasion. I dried and chose some clothes that I knew would draw the interests of any man who wanted to fuck me. I put some cream around my crack and fucked it into my arse in case the dipper was bigger than I expected. I left the house after another screaming match. I did not know whether I would return. The toilet was close to my house. I made sure that I was in the cubicle before 2 p.m. I shed my clothes and stood naked in the bog. My arse quivered and my cock shot forward. Will they come? Sure enough a push at my unlocked door revealed my rapist. He stopped and looked at my naked body. "Shit you are fucking beautiful." He said. "My cock needs your arse and my cum will blast deep inside your hot boy-hole. I did not realise when I last screwed you how good you looked. My cock is on over-drive wanting to get up you." I baited him by bending over, pulling my buns apart showing him my arse lips. I knew he would do more than look. I heard him gasp and move quickly to my hole. He started to finger me. I enjoyed his touch and pushed back as he stared fucking me with his digits. "Fuck, this is too much I know you are tight and can take me. Maybe it hurt but shit I have to feel you up now!" he panted. His fingers slid in moving around. He touched something that gave me a rush of pleasure; my cock shot forward to its full 5 inches. I felt him do it again, then again. I was going to cum so soon. I hadn't fucked his cock. What was causing this to happen? "Got you," he laughed as he finger fucked me. "I bet you did not know that like all boys and men you have a small gland called the prostate up your arse. Every time I touch it you jump and want to cum. my cock will feel better in you if I rub your gland." I had little understanding of this; all I knew was the intense pleasure his fingers were giving me. I must have enjoyed this when my fuckers of the last few days started rubbing the same spot. I pushed and pushed pleading with him to continue. Wow! I did not care about rapes any more this was hot. I was so ready for a cum packed cock shooting up me. He pulled back a bit and told me that his friend was outside. He would love seeing you naked bent over with my hand fucking you. I gave no thought to anything. I wanted that hand to pleasure me again. I wanted to feel the fingers rub over this thing that was sending me to a new high. The sound of he door opening made me remember one of the reasons why I was here. Another body entered the cubicle. I turned my head to look at him. The dipper was tall, dark and handsome. He was a black man. "Man," he sighed, "You are fucking gorgeous. He told me you were good, shit you are already naked and taking a hand up your boy-arse. I want to feel, suck and fuck you." He moved to stand directly in front of my face. The hand pushed back and hit that spot again. I screamed with pleasure and fucked back. The dipper lowered his fly and pulled his cock out for me to see. It was long and very fat. His foreskin was slightly retracted giving me a good look at a red and juicy piss-slit. I felt my excitement build and pushed back on the hand up my arse. Another prod from the fingers against my prostate had me screaming with pleasure and wanting the cock that I could see in front of me. The dipper watched my reaction and stiffened further. Shit could I really sit on this. It was so big and beautiful. I never thought that men could have so much hidden in their trousers. I dribbled and panted as I watched this weapon approach my mouth. I felt him probe my lips. I opened immediately and tried to take the head in my mouth. He did not push, just let me suckle on his piss-slit and ride my tongue around the now uncovered juicy top of his shaft. I sucked and sucked and the hand kept fucking, finding that special place deep inside me. I was dripping with pre-cum and my small body was shaking and trembling, anticipating the cocks fucking me. They both pulled out and stood back looking at my very excited body. "Don't stop." I pleaded. "Please fuck me I want your cum." They had other ideas. The rapist told me to put my clothes on and join both of them in the car outside. We would go to his house. I could not refuse. I had dreamt of this for days. A toilet fuck was not being offered instead I would fuck them at his home. I was a little alarmed, as these men were big and very strong. I hoped I would be safe. I liked the dipper but still had some concerns about the raper. They left, I doned my clothes and followed them. The rapist had a small truck. There was not much room on the seat. The beautiful black man told me to climb onto his lap. I did and soon felt his hard cock rubbing against me. This cock was harder, longer and fatter than anything I had seen. I felt him, he felt me. I wriggled on top of him as his hands played with me and caused an ache in my balls. I wanted to spunk up. His cock pushed against me. I opened his fly and pulled his twelve inches between my legs. I played with his foreskin and pulled the thick trunk that throbbed against me. "Loosen you belt and slide you pants down a little," he told me. "I want to finger your hole while you feel me." I felt his hand snake down the back of my pants. His digits were big and would surely feel good. I feel back against him crying out as some big fingers shot into my arse. I willed them to probe my magical spot. They did I cried out again wriggling around on his lap. He wrapped his other hand around me and held me very close. I wanted another charge in my arse. He shot the three fingers further into me, moved them around and triggered another powerful explosion within my body. I was so ready for cock anywhere and everywhere. I opened my legs for him and pushed my arse-hole further onto him. This man was so hot; I fucking had to have him up inside deep in my bowels. The rapist watched as much as could as he was driving. My screams of pleasure and constant movement were exciting him. I could see he was playing with his cock as he drove. He felt my legs and pushed his hand up my thigh and touched my dick. I felt another surge deep inside me as the raper pulled at my raging prick. "Shit, " I yelled, "I am almost ready to cum." The raper released my cock and pulled at my balls. This wasn't enough he wanted my arse as well. By now my pants were down around my ankles. My body was sweating; I was panting, shaking and grabbing the digits as hard as I could. The raper entered me alongside the black man. He started thrusting his finger up me as well. As the man pulled back he pushed hard up then reversed as the man returned. I bounced up and down screaming with joy. My bum-hole was open and full; my prostate was in constant action. Pre-cum was running across the head of my cock. "I want you baby," gasped the raper. "Your arse is so fired up and my dick is screaming for release." "My arse is so open and ready for you both, I want your cocks up me fucking hard and shooting man-cum into me." I replied. My body was taking a battering I loved it. I never thought that at 13 I could experience so much pleasure. Sure I had been hand-fucked recently but never like this. My lips received a deep kiss from the black man. He welcomed my open lips and shot his tongue into my mouth. I sucked hard drawing it towards my throat. I was like putty in his hands. His cock was sitting between my thighs, so big and way above my pants. I had sucked a little in the toilet. Now all I could do was feel and play with his skin and pull the pole. He thrust up into my hand. "Take care boy," he said. "I want to fuck this into you and give you my cum. If you keep pulling you will take my load all over you." As he said this he again prodded my gland with the fingers that I was enjoying. I jumped and sat back hard onto him. "I wish my cock was there," he said. "I want you, you are so fucking beautiful." My ego was receiving such a charge; these men liked my body and thought that I was beautiful. My arse quivered as I thought about the fucks that would come my way very soon. We reached the rapist's house. He pulled up on the driveway and the fingers I had stuffed up me were slowly removed. I was sticky and so hard, so were the men. I pulled my trousers up. The rapist ushered us inside. I held onto the black man for support. The excitement I had experienced made my unsteady. I was wet, sloppy and ready for anything. Both men fell onto chairs and looked at me. I was enjoying their interest and stood in front of their chairs. Please take off your clothes they said. I welcomed this and removed everything. I was naked, hot and ready. The men's eyes devoured me. I pulled my cock and wiped some pre-cum from its head. I put my hand in my mouth. They squirmed. I turned round and bent over letting them see my now puckered and ready arse-lips. I put two fingers inside my butt and fucked back onto them. The men removed their clothes. Both cocks came into my vision. I felt them. The raper was as big as the teacher from yesterday. The black man was huge and his balls were like melons. I knelt down and licked them. His cock bounced above me. The rapist could not get enough of my boy-cunt. He licked, sucked and spat into me. I was already wet and well lubricated from the oil that I had spread around my rim and hand-fucked into me. I felt the head of a cock push at my muscle. Yes! At last I would be fucked. The raper pushed deep into me. I pushed back and this time welcomed his attack. He was more affectionate and paid some attention to my cock and took his time filling me. He realised I was loose and ready for a good fast root. I felt the pleasure of his cock as he ploughed my insides. I could tell he was close. His grunts increased as his thrusts got faster. I screamed out to him to fuck his man-juice up me. Soon baby soon he replied. The black man fed some of his cock into my ready mouth. I licked and sucked as much as I could take. How was I going to take him up me? I felt a good few shots of man-cum enter me. The head of his cock had enlarged making him pleasure my spot again. I immediately clamped my tube onto him forcing him deeper then a volley of his spunk shot further up. It kept coming. I worked my arse muscle around the base and urged him deeper. The spunk oozed inside my passage as the throbbing cock slowed. He slowly pulled it from my sloppy hole. I felt some cum seep out as he finished. My bum was again filled with cum. I could feel the moisture trying to escape. I was still sucking on the black man's penis. I had to try his cock. I wanted the black man deep inside me. I was fighting to hold the fluids I had just received inside my passage. My ring was so loose that more seeped out. "Let me prepare your arse for my cock," the black man suggested. " You need to put you body against the chair and push your beautiful buns up so that I can easily suck and lick you." I had just been fucked and the spunk was deep inside me. If he sucked my arse-lips surely the cum and arse juices would seep into his mouth as some had already leaked down my leg. I was concerned and told him so. He grinned and told me that was the nicest part of preparing me. He would savour his friends cum and my juice. He sucked and licked me for some time. I shot all sorts of juice into his greedy mouth and he simply rimmed me deeper. I became limp and fell back against his tight torso. His arms held me as he carried me to a bedroom. The black man lay me face up on the bed putting a couple of pillows under my buns. The raper pulled my legs apart and held them up. The black man gently felt and prodded me. He again put his mouth on my anus, sucking and licking my puckered hole. I was delirious. This man had worked me up to fever pitch. My arse was throbbing and so open. I had just been fucked and wanted him to enter me. I pleaded with him to fuck me. He asked me to move and let him lie where I had been. "Now kneel over my cock." He instructed. I looked at it. The length and thickness was intimidating. His skin was well back and his thick head was beckoning me. My raper started to suck my nipple and slowly stroke my boy-hood. His sucking increased making me charge up again. Shit, another part of my body was giving me a thrill. My cock started to throb. I put my arse-lips over the tip of the black man's weapon. He gently prodded my ring as I tried to take him. The pleasure I was receiving from my nipple and cock made me braver. I pushed hard, but found even the head difficult to take. He persisted and I opened for him. I screamed at the hurt and urged him to stop. The rapist pulled my buns further apart and returned to pleasuring my cock. "Let him in." he advised. I did not know how to do this. His cock was so big and fat. I pushed back even harder; somehow more cock entered me. My small body and tiny hole hurt. I knew I wanted to be fucked and had dreamt of this but the reality was pain, pain, pain He continued to ride up me, more cock worked itself into my tight passage. I started to cry and pleaded with him to stop. He did not. I felt another jerk and more cock entered me. Surely he had no more to feed my arse. I felt back and held his balls. Yes he had more shaft to give me. I knew that nothing I could do would stop this assault. The best way forward was to shove back and take it all. I did. "You have me inside," he yelled. "I have never fucked a boy your size. You are the first to take my big cock. Most men run from it." I will stay inside for a few minutes while you get used to me he said. I was completely full of this man's cock. He was so deep inside that I had to hold him. My arse was so sore and sorry. I gave up and surrendered to the fuck. I needed the cock but it was so big. He started to thrust up me. I screamed in pain. The rapist pulled my cock harder. Then it happened. I screamed at the black man to fuck me hard. It suddenly felt good. I started riding the pulsating cock as it worked its magic inside my tube. I was ready to be fucked as hard as he wanted. He did, slamming his powerful machine in and up as I sat on top. I felt wonderful. The rapist pulled me harder; the black man stuffed me. "Fuck me hard," I screamed. "Don't stop. Let me have it." He did, increasing his already rapid volleys. I pushed down welcoming his size and man -power. Shit, my bum was so full of cock. I took every hard thrust that he gave me. "I am ready to shoot," he panted. " My cream is rising, I will fill your boy-cunt. Push down fuck my cock." I obeyed his commands eagerly. I had the mighty pole completely up me. The raper had my cock throbbing I knew that I would come as soon as the black man started shooting. I felt him throb and thicken inside me. He started to shoot into my passage. I clamped down holding his throbbing cock. I felt my passage fill with his sperm and let fly with my own volley. I throbbed and throbbed spaying boy-spunk all over his body. I had never cum like this. I sat on his cock as hard as I could using my arse muscle to make him throb once more. I took his juice deep inside. He slowed down and let me feel his size in my anus. The rapist simply sat back in awe of the sex that he had witnessed. I relaxed a little as the mammoth cock softened. "Don't take it out," I pleaded with him. The man was rubbing my spunk around his stomach. He licked his fingers then scooped more into his hand. The rapist joined in and licked it from his body. I enjoyed seeing my juice being swallowed by the men. The cock I had trapped in my arse slackened further. The feelings of before started to give way to a sense of pain in my stomach and soreness around my hole. I lifted my buns and felt the cock slip out. I feel forward onto the man's stomach. He pulled me to his face and pressed his lips to mine. I cuddled into this big black man he through his arms around my shoulders and caressed my back and rubbed my buns. I knew that I hurt, hurt, hurt again. A reward for the extreme pleasure I had received. "You are so beautiful and my cock has shot more spunk than before. You have a lot of cum up your arse, from my friend, now mine." The black man said. "I want to suck it out of you." I have never experienced this. He made me lie bum up on the bed then put his face against my very sore hole. His tongue teased my arse-lips and the cum started to flow. I shot my innards into his mouth. He sucked hard and cleaned my passage. Wow! I was being tongue fucked and after taking his sperm I was shitting into his mouth. He licked my thighs and returned to my arse. This time I felt something moist being spread around my ring and slightly inside. He told me that he had some cream that would lessen the pain. It was smooth and cold. The fingers that spread it increased. The raper was helping and my bum seemed to lose any feeling. I did force a couple of fingers inside. I felt those okay. I rolled onto my back and watched as the two men stood and looked down at me. The black man said "I'm Terry and he is Peter. I grinned and said, "Daniel." I was glad I had names and not the other words now. I had let these men fuck; me handle, suck me and pleasure me. I wanted to be their friend and have more sex. Terry patted my face and ran his fingers through my hair. I looked up at his dark body and handsome face. He had a cheeky smile. I saw little hair on his torso, plenty around his cock and balls and little around his legs. He was tall and showed plenty of muscle. Peter was older and better looking than I thought. I guess his force with me previously made me feel that he was ugly. Peter looked hard at me and said that he was sorry about the toilet fucks. He knew they hurt but he could not resist me. He was glad that I was prepared to be with them today. Was I ever! I had spent days imagining the dipper and rapist doing me. I lay back and let their hands play with me. They felt me everywhere. My legs, thighs, balls, cock, stomach button, nipples, neck, face, ears and hair. They were very gentle and soothing. I could have slept but I was very interested in these new sensations. I was rolled over onto my stomach. I wanted these men to have every part of me. They did. My back was massaged, my neck smoothed and patted. My buns were parted and stroked. The rim of my arse-hole was circled and smoothed. I caught one of the digits with my muscle and gratefully took it up me. My thighs were felt and licked, my legs were touched up and massaged. This took a long time and totally relaxed me. I was turned over onto my back. My boy-hood was now semi-hard. Terry's mouth covered it while Peter sucked my nipple again. I became fully erect again. Terry put some digits back inside my arse. I pushed back as he took my cock deep in his throat. He tongued me and fucked my cock. I had to have some action as well so I found Peter's cock and rubbed his length. I could not hold back, I started to shoot another round of cum into Terry's hungry mouth. He swallowed my boy-juice and let me slip from his mouth. Peter's cock was throbbing ready to cum. I pulled hard and felt his juice splash across my chest. Terry was erect again. His big cock seemed to wink at me. I sat up and pulled him to me. I licked his piss slit and sucked his head into my mouth. He moved slowly and let me suck more into my hungry mouth. He fucked into me maybe four or five times. I managed more than before perhaps a third of his prick .I felt him throb and knew that he was going to shoot. Cum filled my boy mouth he spunked a huge load into me. I swallowed quickly fearing I would loose it. He pulled out and patted my head. "You are so fucking good," he exclaimed. "You have taken my load up your arse and now your mouth. I have never felt anything like this. I have felt every part of you and enjoyed every cavity that you have." Peter quickly agreed and moved his lips to mine. He kissed me and pushed his tongue into my cummy mouth. He sucked my tongue and let the juices I had enter him. He lifted up and gulped my excess down his throat. We lay on the bed in a big heap. I was in the middle holding onto both men. We slept. Something buzzed in my head waking me. The men were still sleeping. We were so close that any thought of moving would wake them besides I had no desire to leave. I realised that I had not checked the time at all. I had simply been fucked and enjoyed the most wonderful time of my life. I looked around the room. A clock was on the bedside table it showed 8 p.m. had we been here for six hours? I was in more deep shit than ever. Mum would be at home having no idea where I was. She would probably ring the police, as my behaviour had been so bad this week. How would the police know where I was? I didn't have a clue myself. I remembered the wonderful ride in the truck, digits fucking me, the first fuck from Peter, then my sitting on Terry and taking his twelve incher. I hurt somewhere inside and tasted cum in my mouth. How can I overcome this situation? I felt a hand move onto my boy-hood. I was hard again. I would tell these men about my problems after they both fuck me again. I was randy and ready. My arse-lips quivered at the thought of Terry up me again. I settled back and let the hand play with me. Shit, why worry now, I could do plenty of that later. How does this continue? What about home, School and now the thought of a missing boy. Will the men think of an excuse? What about the teacher and the Schoolboys who have been where Terry and Peter have just visited. Who the hell are they after all? What was rubbed around Daniel's crack that caused numbness and stopped the hurt.