Date: Tue, 12 Jul 2005 09:23:23 -0700 (PDT) From: Aihu Fist Subject: Hammam 10 The loss of face All the boys were now gathered at the water rooms. The basement floor seemed to have inhabitants too, there was a strange kind of sobbing heard throughout the night and in the daytime there was a kind of noise, which sounded like people splashing in the water and howling like wild kids do. Patrick and Hans were sitting at the ground floor in a special pool with slimy eels, frogs and millions of tadpoles swimming about. In a separate compound was an Anaconda of about ten meters long, obviously fat, digesting a gigantic piece of human being? God only knows who was in there. A slave? An enemy of Redouane or a raped victim he couldn't keep, out of fear that it would get known? Patrick and Hans stood there in the middle of the slime, afraid to sit down, they had tried but had disliked to feel the slime and blubber and the touching of the amphibians to their skin. Duncan, Freckles and Sonny made a circle around them and started singing a naughty song: -Queeries, queeries, faggish queeries making love in the water, lalalalalala lalalalala! Sonny was the most daring of all. He was only seven years old, but quite enterprising. He had learned to be unabashed about being naked and about touching pee pees. The lashed backs and bottoms of both were intriguing to all of them. -They have been severely beaten up by the master; they must have been very naughty, because master is a very kind person. I think they deserved it, Sonny said. -Yes, Duncan agreed. Let's slap their butts a bit more. Freckles knew better, but the idea of having control over older guys appealed to him too. -We can't pull their strings off, but you Sonny, with your nimble hand, why don't you try to slide your hand inside their pouches? -From the back or the front? -Make your pick. So Sonny waded in-between the boys, who were breathing heavily through the tube that connected them. -I try with Patrick first. As he said this he moved in between and pushed Patrick farther aback, so much that he was basically bending his torso forward and standing with his arse stuck out. The he pushed his legs wide open. His tiny hand went swiftly for the leather pouch, which was covered with a coating of silver. Little fingers brushed over the nut bag, reaching out for them underneath and finding the way to his butt hole. -It's all covered up by leather, but I don't get in deep, Sonny said. He hooked his index finger around the strap part that was holding the dildo and pushed it in. -I am in a bit, he said, I feel something hard up there. Hey, Patrick do you have any hard poo up there, he giggled. -It's a rubber stick up his ass, Freckles said. I am sure it is. Patrick refused to answer this little kid; he kicked a leg upwards, which nearly hit the boy in the face. -Oh he is mean, Sonny chuckled. He pushed his finger farther in, then a second and moved it around the dildo. -Yes, it is a stick or something. Why don't both of you hold his legs down? Sonny asked. Duncan and Freckles held each one leg steady. Sonny was crouched between both legs now, looking up at the crotch itself. His other hand had moved up to the nut bag with the same agility and sneaked in his wee thin fingers and pulled out this huge cock. It was stiff already. -Wow, they all said in awe. I've never seen such a big Mickey, Duncan said and so stiff like this. -You can play with it, Sonny said. -Yes, you can, Freckles said: look at me. Freckles pulled the foreskin down and rubbed his other fingers underneath the dickhead, It was purplish red and veined. -Uggh, Duncan said, that's dirty, and I don't like it. -You chicken, you tell me you never play with your Mickey then? -No, I never did. -Then you are a retard. -No I am not. -Stop fighting, Sonny shouted. Go on with it Freckles, I want to see what happens. -Ok, then look... Freckles forced the cock down, which was difficult because it would only stand up and besides that, Patrick's cock was deviating to the left like a torn branch of a tree. -It's getting stronger. Now look what I do... Freckles motioned to his mouth. He pulled Patrick's cock in to his throat and got to suck him real tight with his lips. -Wow, Sonny, cheered. Me too, me too. Duncan looked bewildered at his friends; he couldn't believe they did this. But he had heard from Gunnar that punishment came sometimes with a stick up your bum. So this Patrick had one permanently up there and what about Hans? Thinking about that, he leapt quickly behind Hans and began a quest of his own. He took both his buns in his hands and tried to part them. He succeeded only a bit. He too then slid his full hand behind the string strap and moved down to his anus. -Yep, this boy had a stud up his ass too. Duncan shouted gingerly. Duncan realized it turned him on, his pecker stood whopping in his boy shorts. While he kept exploring Hans' body, which he liked better than Patrick's because it was stronger, more muscular, manlier he heard the others enjoy Patrick's humiliation. –It's my turn, he heard Sonny shout at Freckles. He he'd pushed Freckles aside and had taken over licking Patrick's floppy nut sac. His little head rimmed the glans and piss slit. He stuck his tongue deep in there. Patrick pushed his cock farther up with visible pleasure whilst muttering through the tube some orgasmic sounds. -A pity we cannot get into his shit hole, Freckles said to Sonny. What about you Duncan, any success? He didn't answer for he was holding and sucking Hans's cock like a newborn baby would at a milk bottle. Hans and Patrick stood now with their upper bodies parallel to the water, in wide spread stand. Freckles scooped up a hand full of tadpoles and poured it over their dicks and arses. They were shining like oiled wrestlers bodies. Promptly Patrick started moving his body movements into extreme mucular contortions, he humped into Sonnies mouth and exploded. The milk splattered over the child's face. -What is this? Sonny asked. -White man's milk, Freckles laughed, just lick it up. He did this. Freckles had laid his hands on Hans' cock and balls while Duncan was kissing Han's back and buttocks. Hans moved faster too, his cock froze real hard and finally shot a nine times into Freckle's mouth, who swallowed it all in. All three had now experienced something, but not satisfied enough, they started touching each other, and leaving the big boy's limp cocks dangling. They sat down in the slimy pool; the content of it turned them on. Sonny put a frog on his dickey and Freckles pushed one up his own arse hole. The animal nearly choked to death. -Why you do this, Sonny asked? Wouldn't you like my Mickey up there instead? -You can't, it is too small, I bet, Freckles laughed at him. -Let's see, come over here if you dare. So Freckles approached with a mocking face and bent over. Duncan was amazed at the transformation of his friend's behavior. -What shall we tell mummy and daddy when they find out about this? -Oh, shut up, Sonny barked at him.They have left us, why don't you rub your Mickey watching us playing doggy. Duncan smiled, they were right, why spoil this game? He got near them and pulling at his wee wee. -You must spit in his crack, Duncan said, maybe it will go better. -No no, this slime is muuuch better. And he added a bit more substance into Freckle's reddish slit. He was ready for a go. And yes, he went in as smooth as a banana gets peeled. -Do you feel something? Freckles asked. -Yes, it tickles and my tummy feels funny too, I ought to stop because I need to pee. -No go on, you can pee inside my butt, I like to feel it. -Duncan come over here and put your willy in my mouth. Let me soak it a bit. Duncan hesitated at first, but Freckles grabbed his willy and tugged at. It was rock hard and ready to poke his mouth. Freckles gobbled up all he had swinging including his egg bag. -Your eggs are yummy, Duncan, what about your poop. -You want in there too, you don't think it is dirty there?. -Have you shat today? -No, I am clean. -Then no problem, let me lick it. First he put his finger and stuck in without thinking twice. -Ouch, you hurt me. -Don't worry; bend over then, so your bum opens up more. Wow, you have a nice little wrinkled arsy there. -Lick lick it went. In the mean time Sonny got near a dry orgasm and peed all he had into this glory hole. -Aaaagh, it feels so nice. Freckles got up and said: -Duncan let me fuck you a bit like Sonny did with me. -No I don't want, it will hurt. Sonny had waded over to Duncan too and got behind him. All of a sudden he stomped him in the back and Duncan fell over into the slime. He clambered out of the water to get out of the pool. When he was on all fours Sonny grabbed him viciously by his ankles. -Seize him, Freckles, pull him down here! In a minute Freckles lay on top of Duncan, planting his dickey into Duncan's' virgin bum. Of course only Sonny and Duncan himself thought that he was a virgin. Duncan was fighting back hard to get out of Freckle's claws, but he felt Freckles was far too strong for him, he weighed at least five kilos more. His rod was in there before he even realized. Freckles pumped him real hard. . -Is it nice, Duncan? Shall I make you bleed again? Maybe my eleventh finger will heal it up here, he giggled. Are you missing Gunnar, your boyfriend? -Did he tell you?Duncan cried. -No, sweetie, I heard and saw all you did with him. You think you look like an innocent baby to us, but you know what I know? -No? He pumped harder, and Duncan felt as if he was being ripped apart, it was stinging so much. -You are not a virgin boy any longer. The reason why you bleed is because the master rammed his big Mickey up your arse hole while you were sleeping. -Not true, you are lying! -The black boys told me all about it -They are lying too; get out of me, let off!!! -No, not yet, suck on Sonny's dickey first. -I will tell the master all about it and I will tell my dad too, once we get out of here. Sonny was sitting on his knees right in front, ready to move in to Duncan's mouth. Freckles liked the thought of it and shoved his dick farther up into Duncan's tight little hole Ooooch, you hurt me, stupid. -That's part of our game; don't you know you were made for us to have a party with you? At the beach I had dreamed of this many times. Because, you always played that little innocent perfect boy game. And I knew you were not. You are a mummy boy. A sissy. Sonny is much more boy than you are. Your lovely blond locks hanging over your shoulders makes you look like my sister. Now take it, here, hhmmph, here one more up you poo hole. Mmmh, and mmmhhh, and mmhh. Duncan was crying out loud. The guys in the back were moving nervously, if they could have they would have come in-between. Patrick's dick was rock hard, he seemed to enjoy the raping scene by the sight of it. Hans' was limp with an ultimate drip of sperm covering his wrinkld dickhead. He pulled Duncan up by his hair and shoved his Mickey into his crying sobbing mouth. -Stop sobbing, just eat me, moron.. And as he did the crying stopped for a while. Freckle's spastic loin movements slammed his butt real hard, while his upper torso jerked out of control. -Mhmmhmh, he said and flopped his Mickey out of his arsy. It was covered in blood, virgin blood. Sonny came knee-ed his way over to have a look or to grab his dick. -Get away Sonny, let him lick this off. Duncan licked like a stricken dog all the blood of this hard pecker, lapped it well. -Good that's it, Duncan, now you see who is the boss here in this dark room. Who is it? Tell me? -You. -You who? -Freckles. -Master Freckles -Master freckles. -Ok, Sonny, let's get these guys there adjusted, put their Mickey's back in there. It was done. Both of the standing guys were still standing. Freckles slapped them on the butt as if he were shooing away horses, and said: -Move it or sit down; we will leave you here now. Hans and Patrick sank down in the slime and continued breathing loudly. Freckles and Sonny moved their way up to adjacent pools wading through the canals. The sight of these two naked awesome butts, slowly being absorbed into the hot steam, was a dream for any boy lover. Duncan lay there abandoned without a second glance, sobbing and recovering from the submission he had gone through. At the other part of the building everything was dead quiet. Redouane thought of having all his boys nut bag pierced and have them brought over to the botanical garden', where Gunnar lived. The latter had been treated well so far. That is: various other slaves had initiated him, as a newcomer, but that's for another chapter. Allal and Nabil stepped inside the water room. -You guys, time for some treatment at the stable. Let's move our butts. What will happen to them and with Gunnar? Will Duncan be saved from his 'friends or will he be sold soon? Write to Aihufist@yahoo.com