Date: Thu, 22 Jul 2021 08:52:30 +0000
From: Billie353535 Vegita <shutup_nz@hotmail.com>
Subject: Strangers on a bus (part 2) Adult-Youth

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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/strangers-on-a-bus - A man
meets a runaway boy on a bus
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/a-train-trip/ - A boy and a
man get to know one another on their daily commute
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/urination/getting-my-medicine/ - A mans
last resort to stay healthy, having a terminal illness


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** Man's perspective **

I woke up a little disorientated. I was used to nice hotel rooms or my
own bedroom, but this one was a dingy old motel room. And there were bags
which I didn't recognise. Had I slept with another girl and couldn't
remember? My memory quickly pieced itself back together as I gathered my
thoughts from last night.

Oh yeah, the bus trip. The driver quitting. The boy. Oh shit, the boy!
Where was he? I looked around frantically. The spot next to me was now
empty. Please don't tell me he had gone to the cops or something about
what I did to him. FUCK. I was such an idiot. Why did I think I could get
away with having sex with a boy his age? My life started to unravel in my
mind. Amongst all the panicked voices in my head, I could hear water
running. Someone was in the bathroom. A shower had just been turned off,
and I could hear someone moving around in there. It must be him. It had
to be him. I felt sudden relief, my senses coming back to earth, and I
calmed down.

There were a few clunks as I hoped whoever they were was getting dried
off and dressed. Eventually, the bathroom door opened, and there he was,
standing in the doorway. God, he looked so young. He would have been 12,
maybe 13 tops. I still didn't even know his name, but I knew his whole
story. A poor kid, basically abused by his dad, unwanted. He had run away
from home, into the arms of a stranger, me, who wanted nothing more than
to use his cute body for sexual satisfaction. I had lost my will last
night. I couldn't believe what I had done to this kid. Had I really had
sex with him?

In the chaos of yesterday, I never really took him in properly. As I
mentioned, he would have barely been a teen. He stood just under 5 feet,
with just the right amount of meat on him to fill him out. White vest and
white briefs that clung desperately to his hips. A little point sticking
out from the middle of his briefs symbolising his young boyhood. He was
white, fair, with face-long bangs. He looked so innocent.

"Good morning, Mister," His voice was still youthful. Fortunately, he
still sounded relaxed about being there.

I grumbled in reply, still coming around from my sleep. I remembered we
both went to bed soon after I fucked him last night. He had stayed naked
for the night, just lying where I left him. He was pretty exhausted after
pounding him. I had slept next to him on my back in my boxers and tee.

"I hope you don't mind, Mister. I took that plug thing out of my bum. I
had to go for a crap really bad, but I got all the goop in me cleaned up.
I still got this little lock thing on my dick, though." He said, looking
down at himself.

"That's fine. The plug was more to stop you from messing up the sheets.
How is your hole? Still a bit sore?"

"Yeah, a little."

"Come over here, let me check"

He padded over in his still bare feet. I noticed he had a slight limp as
he walked, probably a consequence from last night.

I pulled down his briefs to the floor to inspect him. They fell away to
reveal his bare pubis. His little chastity cage was still in place on his
small penis, and his soft pale boyhood hung down in front of his little
balls. The little lock was doing its job of keeping him sexually
contained. His balls looked a little red from being denied relief, though
not painful. I cupped his smooth balls from underneath in my palm,
bouncing them slightly. They felt nice and warm in my hand. Delicate and
fragile.

I got him to turn around and bend over a bit so I could inspect the
damage I might have caused to his ass. It didn't look too bad. His anus
looked a little raw around the rim where I had stretched him. I grabbed a
little leftover KY jelly which was still on the side of the bed, and
using my pinky finger, smeared some around the redder, inflamed edges,
hopefully to sooth them a bit. It must have done the trick, because I
think I heard him purring a bit as I attended to the redness. Taking a
more generous amount of jelly, I poked my finger up his ass, eliciting a
grunt from him as I rubbed some more on the inside of his hole as well.

"Turn back around, you can pull your shorts up."

My touching had obviously stimulated him. His face flushed with a mixture
of pleasure and frustration from my touching his private areas. He turned
around again, but only half pulled up his skivvies.

"Please can you take the lock off now, Mister? My dick wants to get hard,
but it can't."

"No, that is why it stays. If you behave today, I may take it off later
tonight."

"Aww, man... but it's so pokey," he whined, tucking himself away.

"Get used to it. So, do you reckon your dad will be looking for you yet?"

"No way. He couldn't care less about me."

"Hrm, even though I think we need to play it safe. If people are looking
for you, it is probably best to avoid the highways."

I figured it would take a good 20 hours to drive between here and New
York. I wasn't used to having to drive, so I would need to split it over
a few days. We quickly got our stuff packed together and went and grabbed
a rental car. I got a few quizzical looks from the various service
people. A man walking around with a boy seems to raise eyebrows even in
the most innocent of circumstances these days, and little did they know,
this was one of those times the kid was with a stranger.

We were on the road soon after, driving through the country, north east.
The boy chatted away, but the one thing we didn't talk about was names. I
wanted at least some anonymity in case shit turned bad. I would be
mister, and he would remain as 'kid' or 'boy'. It seemed best for both of
us. I explained to him the work I did, marketing for a brand of sex
products. He told me all about his life back home. God, his father
sounded like a complete asshole. If he wasn't screaming at him for
something the boy didn't have anything to do with, he was throwing him
around the room because some girl laughed at him. Poor little guy. Even
with all he had been through, he still had a certain spunk to him.

We stopped for lunch at a gas station. I got myself a sandwich, and he
had chips and a coke. I only intended to drive till around late evening,
I didn't drive often enough to risk these long trips. The afternoon would
have some quieter roads, which is when I decided to make my next move.

"Well, it's going to be some quiet roads for a bit, and I have a little
job for you. You can start by undoing my pants."

"Right now? But aren't you driving?"

"We're going to be driving through rural country for a while this
afternoon. I doubt we will see another car till dinner time."

"Are you going to make me suck you mister? I've never done that before."

"I thought your dad used to fuck you? He never made you suck him off?"

"No, he only ever used my butt when he couldn't have a real girl. He said
I was only good as a pussy."

"Well, now is your chance to learn. Get my cock out, and I will teach you
how to do it."

The boy looked around. There was nothing but farmland around us, and the
road twisted and turned without a car in sight. I could tell that he was
nervous, this was new territory. But not wanting to disappoint, I could
feel his little fingers poking around my belt. It took him a minute, but
he finally pulled my belt through, and undid the button and fly on my
jeans.

"Don't be shy, kid, get your hand in there, just as I did to you on the
bus. It won't bite you."

He took one final look at me, then stuck his hands into the confines of
my clothes, reaching inside my boxers. I felt his small hand brush
against my shaft as he dug in there, his fingers wrapping around my
already hard cock and pulling it out the top.

"Whoa..." he whispered.

"What do you think? A bit bigger than yours?"

"Yeah... bigger than dads too, that is for sure."

My cock did a little lurch in his small palm. I still can't help it when
someone comments on my size. I was at full mast, all 7 and 1/2 inches of
it, throbbing. A few of my pubes licked up from the base of my shaft, my
thicker forest still confined.

"You take your shorts off too, kid. I want to be able to see your little
dick."

"It's not little..." he replied defiantly as he peeled his shorts off. I
got him to keep his T-Shirt on though, just on the off chance we might
meet someone.

"Looks pretty tiny to me," I laughed, pointing out his soft little
pricklet, lying limply between his coltish white thighs.

"Only because of this dumb lock thing," he grumbled.

I laughed again, and then got him to get to work. I had a nice view of
his confined soft little cocklett, and his swollen balls as he started
making out with the head of my cock. He clearly needed release, but he
was going to have to wait a while yet.

He pulled the seatbelt and leaned his face over my crotch, where my cock
was sticking up. I was pretty thick, so I knew it might take him time to
get used to me. He kissed the head first. I could feel his lips pucking
up and kissing the tip of my cock. His soft lips pursed the head. I got
him to lick around the rim of it too, where it met the shaft. The kid was
a natural. I was painfully hard by the time I got him to stop. I didn't
want to cum while driving and risk a crash, so I pulled to the side of
the road, plus I could do with a break.

The kid noticed we were slowing down as he diligently bobbed his head up
and down, his hair bouncing a bit as he got into it. He stopped and
looked up for a moment, worried there might have been someone around, his
face looking a little flushed and a bit of spittle ran from his lips to
the top of my prick.

When he saw the coast was clear, he went back down on me. I'd be lying if
I didn't want to try pushing down on the back of his head a bit, but he
was already gagging from just going at his own pace. Instead, I ran my
fingers through his long blond hair as it bounced with his head going up
and down. He still only had around 2-3 inches in his mouth, only a small
part beyond

my top, but he was already gagging. I could feel that I was oozing precum
into his mouth, his saliva, and my pre making things slick and slippery.
His lips and mouth were making little sucking and gurgling sounds as he
sucked with all his might on the very tip of my cock.

I thought he might have been getting bored. As previously mentioned, I
can edge for a long time when I want to. I had been holding back from
cumming for a good 10 minutes now, but my new little guy was still
sucking away. He hummed a couple of times as he went down on me, as he
did his best. I could get used to this. I lay back in my seat as he
worked and worked, feeling myself approaching orgasm a few times before I
pulled him off for a moment, only to keep going.

Eventually, I decided to give him what he deserved, and came into his
mouth. I think it startled him a bit because he made a bit of a choking
noise, losing some of it onto my pants when I started to flood his mouth.
I held his head in place as I dumped the rest of my load into his mouth.

"Swallow it, that's a good boy."

I heard a couple of strained gulps, then let him up.

"Blech..." was all he replied with as he sat back straight in the
passenger seat.

"So, how was your first time sucking cock?"

"I dunno. It tastes funny, and there is so much of it! Your dick is so
big too, I couldn't barely get it in. Did you really have it all in my
butt last night?"

"Sure did. It likely won't be the last time either. Your bumhole has had
a bit more practice than your mouth, but I am sure you will get there."

"So, can you unlock this thing now?" He asked, pointing at his cage.

"No, I told you before. It only comes off when I say so."

"Aw, come on, please? I sucked your cock good, didn't I?"

I took some of the cum which was still oozing from my piss slit and had
leaked onto my pants and smeared it on his little inflamed ballbag. When
I touched him, it made him jump. He was probably pretty sensitive down
there right now. I took a bit more, wiping some more around his balls and
some of his flaccid member. He looked back at me confused as I left him
to pull his shorts back up.

"You did a good job, but it stays on. Besides, I have a few friends I
want you to meet tonight, and you will need to keep it on until at least
they have been."

"Friends? Are they nice like you?"

"Sure, if you do what you're told. They're going to meet us up tonight
and we'll all have a little fun."

We pulled back onto the road as he peered into his underwear, seeing my
cum now drying on his caged cock and balls.

We didn't say much for the rest of the drive. I think we were both
recovering a bit from the blow job. Him more mentally, me more
physically. I wouldn't say he disliked it, but it is a big day in a kid's
life, the first day they suck a cock. There is a lot to come to terms
with. The fact that he could likely still taste my seed in his mouth and
feel my cum drying on his crotch didn't help either.

After a few hours, we pulled into a place called Jackson.

My friends from Cincinnati were expected to arrive some time after 7pm. I
found a Quality Inn for us to stay at, barely better than the last place,
but at least it looked clean, and the people didn't seem as if they would
ask a lot of questions. It was a twin bed this time, a bit excess to
requirements, but overall, pretty ideal considering what I had in mind
for the night! I think as soon as I got in, I flicked the TV on for the
national news. Still no mention of a child kidnapping. The kid had found
a pack of cards or something and was playing with them on the bed, and as
much as he tried to assure me his dad wouldn't care less, there was still
a little voice in my head telling me to watch my back.

I got the kid to go have a shower while he tried to convince me. This
only made him whine more, as he had already had a shower that morning,
but I insisted. He would want to put his best 'cheek' forward for when my
friends arrived. I continued watching the updates as I heard the water
running in the background. He'd be nice and clean for when my friends
arrived.

Soon after 7pm, I gave up with the news. The kid was back on the bed,
having taken over the TV watching The Simpsons. I knew my friends would
only be minutes away. I trusted them to keep my cover, they were like me,
not exactly saints. I had done business with them before, managers of
their prospective companies, of which I supplied with my lewd products.
Tonight, I hoped to pay them back for their long-term business
relationship. A knock on the door confirmed their arrival.

I opened the door, and two large shadowy figures were behind it. I didn't
see it at the time, but my boy looked behind his shoulders too to see who
it was.

"Hey guys, thanks for coming. Just a reminder before you come in, don't
use our real names tonight for safety. I'll be Ethan, you can be Kyle,
and you can be Barry. All good?

"Yeah, all good, Ethan," they agreed as they walked into the room. Kyle
never really said a whole lot, he was very much in the shadow of Barry,
who was his mentor, even though they now had separate companies. Kyle was
a tall Asian man, while Barry was all American. He was tall and built. I
understood him to be a quarterback back in his youth. Some of those
sporty muscles that had turned into dad bod, but he was still as strong
as an ox and had the equipment down below to match.

"Shit, Ethan, I didn't think you were serious when I got your message.
This is him, huh?" Barry asked, taking off his jacket.

"That's him. I don't know what his name is either, so you can just call
him 'kid', or 'boy', or 'bitch'. Whatever suits you."

My boy looked a little nervous when he saw my new buddies enter the room.
"Take off your clothes, kid. Show these men what you have to offer."

"I don't know about this, guys..." Kyle said, still in the doorway as my
boy coyly undressed.

"Come on, Kyle" Barry encouraged. "You're not going to chicken out, are
you? You've fucked teenage girls before, right?

"Yeah but...none as young as him. You guys have fun, I'll pass on this
one."

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm sure. You guys let me know how it goes okay?" With that, he
closed the door and headed off. Leaving me, Barry, and a boy now in
nothing but his underwear.

"Well then," Barry exclaimed. "Look at this fine piece of sirloin. You're
a handsome little boy, aren't you kid?"

"Um, yeah I guess so..." my boy blushed.

"Those briefs will have to come off too, kid. Show Barry what you have
down there."

He stripped off his last item of clothing, bearing himself to us two
remaining adults in the room. His soft, hairless penis still sleeping,
trapped inside its cold metal cage.

"No hair down there yet, I see. And what's that you got on your little
pecker there? "Barry asked. "Mean ol' Ethan here put a chastity belt on
you, did he?"

The boy just shrugged this time, looking down longingly at his
predicament.

"Just something to keep him in check, Barry."

"Jesus Ethan, when did you put it on him?"

"Last night. After I fucked him."

"And it's been on ever since? Poor lad hasn't had a chance to cum all
day, you must be ready to explode, huh?"

"My balls kinda hurt, yeah. But Mister Ethan said that if I am good
tonight, he might take it off?"

Poor kid knew my rule was to keep it on, but he didn't want to appear to
be misbehaving to either Barry or myself.

"So..." Barry continued. "That aside, I'm here to fuck. I like to fuck
cunts and assholes. You got an asshole or a cunt I can stick my cock into
boy?"

"Um...you can fuck me in the bum if you want sir..."

"Sir? I like that. He does have very nice manners, doesn't he? Why don't
you show me your asshole there boy, see if it's up to my standards?"

Initially, it looked as though the kid would just turn and spread his
cheeks, but I suggested a better view. On his back with his knees drawn
up. This gave Barry a clearer view of his pretty pink anus and ruby red
balls between his legs. We eyed him like a piece of meat.

"Jesus, Ethan, you managed to fuck yourself in that hole? It's barely
more than a dot!" Barry slid a thumb along our boy's taint, down to his
shitter. Only applying a small amount of pressure against his hole.

"Yeah, I fucked him last night alright. He took it like a champ. He was a
little sore this morning, but it looked like his hole has recovered
nicely since then."

"Agreed. How did he manage it? Your cock, I mean?"

"It hurt him a little. Nothing a little pillow couldn't fix. Apparently,
his dad used to fuck him when he was younger, so at least he had that
under his belt."

"You reckon he can handle mine then?" Barry asked, unbuckling his belt.

"He'll have to if he ever wants to be able to get an erection again."

A soft voice called out from behind some folded knees, "is your dick big
sir?"

"Well kid, if you managed to take Ethan, that will at least be a good
warm-up. I'm thicker than he is, but not quite as long. He reckons you're
a brave boy and can take it. Are you?"

"I'll try my best sir..." he replied, peaking at Barry's bulge in his
pants as his belt was thrown to the floor.

"That's the spirit!" Barry laughed.

An audible pop could be heard, followed by some squirty as Barry applied
a sizable amount of lube to his hands, smearing it along the length of
his cock. Barry was uncut, unlike me. He peeled back his foreskin to
reveal an angry purple head, coated himself in lube, and then used his
gnarly finger to push it against our boy's shitter. Barry was pretty
deliberate about it, probing his finger as deep as it would go. I heard a
few whimpers from my boy as his chute opened up. He wasn't gentle about
this part, usually not with girls either. He just stuck his digit up
there, all business to lube the boy up, before withdrawing it again.

"Hey, kid, take a look. Do you reckon you can take this?" Barry lewdly
stroked his hardening cock. It was shiny now,

sticking out from his coarse pubes. Barry was definitely thicker than me,
though not quite as long. His girth more than made up for his shorter
length, though.

"Oh shit..." the kid exclaimed as he saw Barry's cock bobbing up and down
a few feet from his shitter. It would have looked massive to his younger
eyes. He tightened the grip on his knees, then screwed his eyes shut in
preparation. "Just... do it..."

"Well, you asked for it. You might want to hold him down though, Ethan,
just to be sure. "

I took my position opposite Barry, holding our boy in place.

Barry pulled the youngster's butt towards the edge of the bed and
positioned the tip of his cock at our boy's entrance. His purple head was
quite a contrast to the pale unblemished skin of our kid's ass. The knob
of his cock almost looked like a plumb about to be forced into his young
shitter.

Barry was a strong man, and I knew he wasn't going to mess around. With
me at the helm, I felt him push hard from the other side, sliding his
cock into the confines of our boy's ass. The young boy immediately
started to scream, but I quickly placed my spare hand over his mouth to
muffle him. His complaining reduced to nothing more than a loud
MMMMMMNNNNNNNMMMMM!! It was followed by loud snorting, which was only
managed through his nose.

Suddenly, I felt Barry shove again, inserting the rest of his cock,
burying it in our boy's young body. I swear I could see the boy's lower
belly move as he was skewered by this adult's sizable cock. I felt tears
starting to flow across my hand which was covering his mouth.

"Fucking Christ Ethan... This kid is so tight"

"Tell me about it!" I agreed.

"Is he still okay down there?"

"I think he is crying, but he'll be okay."

Barry was like a gentle giant when it came to fucking. He knew he was
big, but he also knew how to use his cock. He drew his cock out and
thrust it back with a grunt. I felt our boy grimace and yelp into my hand
again as he took the full length of Barry's cock. Barry started with more
rhytmn now, fucking this young boy. The bed started to creak with each
fuck as Barry threw his weight into breeding this boy, and I held him
firm.

Barry began to fuck slightly faster now. He didn't have quite the
endurance that I did, in either holding back his cum or fitness wise. I
could already see sweat on his forehead as he railed this kid. I was
having a harder time holding the kid in place now as Barry fucked with
more lust. I knew what he was feeling, and I was a little jealous in a
way. He was grunting now, huffing and puffing. Both his and our boys'
faces were red, Barry's with exertion and our kids, probably with a
mixture of pleasure, pain and some crying. I was just the audience this
time. The grunting, panting, and whimpering all rolled into one, along
with the squishing of Barrys cock as he violated this young boys hole.
With a shout, I saw Barry had shoved his dick in as deep as it would
allow, his pubes meeting the baby smooth skin of his sex toy. He was no
doubt dumping his seed into this kid. A million billion sperm found
themselves in a place they hadn't planned on, as they gushed out into a
young boy's bowels.

"Fuck!" Barry exclaimed.

I laughed, and I got up from the bed, leaving the boy to recover.

"Good, huh?"

"Shit yeah. Tighter than most girls I know, that's for sure. How much to
buy him?"

"Haha, he isn't for sale, I am afraid. I'm taking him to New York, then
we will part ways."

"Shame...Well, I better get going. I told the missus I was just going to
buy some beer. See you at the expo yeah?"

"Yep, I'll be there. Talk to you then."

After I saw Barry out, I returned to see that my boy was turned on his
side into the fetal position. He was still naked, his white bum cheeks
shivering a bit, either from the cold or from his quiet sobbing.

I climbed into bed beside him, lining my cock where his anus would be. I
pushed it up into his ass, my semi-hard cock easily slipping inside his
well-used hole, fitting snugly inside his ass. I didn't fuck him; he had
already had enough of that tonight. I just stuck it in there, draping an
arm over him to comfort him as he went to sleep.

** Boys perspective **

I always wake up early. I like to get showered and ready (usually for
school) before my dad gets up. When I woke up to this strange man, I
remembered everything that had happened. I worried for a moment,
wondering if my dad was out there somewhere hunting me down, but I doubt
it. He never cared about me. I was always a burden. I tried going back to
sleep, but this place was too different from back home. I sighed and
stood up. I might as well have a shower before my new friend wakes up.

He had fucked me last night. I knew he was one of those guys who played
with kids, but I was kind of used to it. It had been years since my dad
had fucked me, and this guy finally did it again. His penis was way
bigger than my dads was, but I managed to take it. As I got up from bed,
I still felt a little weird, but I remembered I had that cock cage thing
on my dick and that plug thing stuck in my butt. I quickly hobbled into
the bathroom as I had to take a dump pretty badly. With all that lube
stuff he put on last night, I managed to pull out the plug. Some of his
runny cum was still in there too, I saw it drip out as I was doing my
morning business.

I had a shower and got all cleaned up. I looked at myself in the mirror.
I always felt I was so skinny, but I kind of liked it that I didn't have
hair yet. Having to shave and having hair all over the place just seems
like a hassle. All that extra cleaning and stuff. This thing on my prick
was annoying though. Usually, I would jerk off in the shower, but not
today, not with this thing on. I couldn't really make cum yet, but it at
least felt nice to play with myself and get that intense feeling. I
couldn't even do that with that dumb thing keeping me soft. My balls
ached too. They were more tender to touch than usual, and they looked
like they were turning red or something.

When I went back into the bedroom after my shower, I could see the man
who had been looking after me was finally awake. This was the man who had
sex with me, but had also given me a place to sleep for the night. My
dick being all caged up still seemed like a small price to pay for
someone to look after me.

"Good morning, Mister." I said. I think he was still waking up because he
only moaned back at me. "I hope you don't mind, mister. I took that plug
thing out of my bum. I had to go for a crap real bad, but I got all the
goop in me cleaned up. I still got this little lock thing on my dick
though, like you wanted.

"That's fine. The plug was more to stop you from messing up the sheets.
How is your hole? A bit sore?"

"Yeah, a little."

"Come over here, let me check,"

I said only a little, but it still hurt pretty bad. The rim around my
hole stung when I pooped before, and it felt as if he had stretched
something inside. He was the adult in the room though, so I figured I
should let him check the damage.

He pulled down my undies. It was still strange to have a man check me out
like this, but I liked that he liked my body. I just wasn't really used
to being naked. A bit silly, I know, considering I showed him everything
last night. I was pretty horny though, because of the lock down there, so
I think that overrode any shyness. Any chance to get that off I'll take.
He touched my balls, and I winced a bit as he moved them up and down.

Then he got me to turn around and spread my bum cheeks, so he could see
my hole. I felt him putting some warm gel stuff on there. It felt really
nice, and the soreness went away straight away. He pushed a finger into
my hole too. I felt my dick try to get hard; it felt so nice with his
finger up in me. I was getting close to my feeling, so I tried to push my
hips up so his finger would go even deeper, but instead it was cut short
again. I was a bit frustrated when I turned back around, being denied
release yet again.

"Please can you take the lock off, Mister? My dick wants to get hard, but
it can't."

"No, that is why it stays. If you behave today, I may take it off
tonight. "

God I was going to go crazy with this thing on all day. ALL DAY?!

"Get used to it. Do you think your dad will be looking for you yet?"

"Nah, he couldn't care less about me."

He said it would be best if we stayed on the highways. It would take a
lot longer to drive, but he felt safer this way. Less chance of being
spotted by staying off the main road. We were on our way pretty quickly.
We hired a car and were on the road. Some of the people we talked to kept
asking me if I was okay. It was weird. I kept telling them I was fine,
and it was true! I couldn't have been happier to be honest. It had been
nearly a day since anyone had yelled at me or hit me.

As we drove, I told my new friend all about life back home. We decided
not to give each other names, though, just to keep things separate. I
told him all about my home life, and he told me about his job. He told me
he sells sex stuff to businesses, which explains why he had so much of
that stuff handy last night.

We had lunch at a gas station, and he even let me pick out what I wanted.
I got a coke and some chips. I hadn't had money for a coke in ages, and
chips were never a lunch option back then. We were back driving soon
after, driving through a whole bunch of farms. We had been driving for
about 10 minutes without talking when he started again.

"Well, it's going to be some quiet roads for a bit. I have a little job
for you to do. You can start by undoing my pants."

Oh shit. I figured this would come eventually. I had been fucked, but no
one had ever got me to do this part before.

"But aren't you driving?" I asked.

"I doubt we will see another car till dinner time. You can start by
putting your hand into my pants and pulling my penis out."

"Are

you going to make me suck you mister? I've never done that before."

"I thought your dad used to fuck you? He never made you suck him off?"

"No, he only ever used my butt when he couldn't have a real girl. He said
I was only good as a pussy." I used to hate it when my dad would say that
too. I was a boy, not a girl!

"Now is your chance to learn. Get my cock out, and I will teach you how
to do it. "

I looked around. There was no one else around, not even cars on the road.
I prayed no one would see us and what we were doing. I turned back to
him, looking at his pants. I reached over and pulled open his belt and
the button on his jeans. It took ages because I was only used to doing it
for myself. Besides, I was nervous as hell. Finally, I got everything
open. I could see his boxers inside.

"Don't be shy kid, get your hand in there, just like I did to you on the
bus. It won't bite you."

I took a deep breath and pushed my hand down there, into the unknown. I
felt the elastic of his boxers go past my fingers, and I felt his pubic
hair. It felt like there was so much of it in there too. Then my fingers
bumped into his penis. It felt thick and hard. I gripped it with my hand,
it wasn't perfectly round, it had a vein on one side, and it felt hard. I
pulled it out from his boxers and looked at it for the first time.

"Whoa..."

His cock looked huge. I never really saw it last night. Had this thing
really been in my ass? The top looked like a bulb, and his cock was cut
like mine. Everything looked bigger than mine, even the pee hole at the
top.

"Yours is bigger than dad's that is for sure."

I felt his cock get harder just talking about it. He seemed to like it.
When I pulled it out, it looked so big and so hairy. Even though his nuts
were still in his boxers, there were already some of his pubes sticking
out through his fly. I could see why they called the top of a dick a
mushroom head now, it looked just like a mushroom in its shape, whereas
mine was still more round, like a cherry.

"You take your shorts off too, kid. I want to be able to see your little
dick."

I pulled my shorts and undies off. Why did he always say I was little? It
was kind of mean. Just because I am old like him, it doesn't mean I am
small. He made me wear the dumb lock that kept me soft too, which didn't
help. His cock looked huge, like a big tube of fuck, made for sex. Make
for fucking girls...or me. Compared to mine, mine looked like a sad
little peanut sticking out from between my legs. He had a laugh at my
expense, then told me to get to work. I was to sit there with no pants on
for him to look at, and pleasure his dick while I still friggin waited.

I leaned over till I was just a few inches from his knob. I felt a kiss
was a good start. I puckered my lips and kissed the head of his cock,
where the different skin was. It tasted sort of salty and dark. Then he
told me to take more of his head in, taking the whole tip which fit
nicely in my mouth. I licked around the crown of his cock where the head
met his shaft. After I had licked the tip, I noticed some slippery stuff
had come out of his pee hole as I kissed and licked, bits of my spit were
making his tip all shiny. I think I was doing pretty good for a first
time. Just as I was getting into it, I felt the car pull to the side of
the road.

I looked up because I was worried someone was coming. I didn't want
anyone to see me giving a man a blowjob. I didn't want him to be in
trouble or for someone to see me doing it. But when I looked around, it
looked like he had just pulled to the side of the road. I turned back to
his cock. It was better now that the car was stopped too, there was less
movement. I tried to fit more of his cock into my mouth, but each time I
tried to take more in, I could feel his cock hit the back of my mouth,
and I would choke. I tried and tried, but I could barely even get half of
his man-sized dick in my mouth. He really stretched my lips too. He ran
his fingers through my hair, I could tell he liked it. I tried my best to
take him all, but I just couldn't, so instead I sucked as hard as I could
on the end of his cock. I heard him moan a few times, and his precum was
pouring out of his tip every time I sucked him like this. My mouth was
slurping a bunch too, as I kept sucking and sucking.

It was taking so long to make him cum, my jaw was starting to ache. But I
kept at it. I started doing times tables in my head as I sucked him, and
then when I ran out of those, I started sort of singing, sort of humming
it around his cock, hoping that the vibrations would feel nice for him. I
think a few times, he was close to cumming but he pulled me off just in
time. I would see his cock twitch, and then he would let me back at his
cock again. He tasted like he smelled. Musky, and sweaty like an adult.
It was sort of a leathery smell, it was mature, and sometimes the odd
pube would tickle my nose.

When he finally came, it caught me by surprise. There was so much of it.
I tried to swallow it out, but his cock kept spewing more and more sperms
out into my mouth. His cum was thick and slimy, it tasted sort of salty,
like a thick chicken soup, but with not a lot of taste. He held my head
down as I tried to swallow it all, I coughed as some even went up my
nose.

"Swallow it, that's a good boy." He ordered. It was hard to swallow as my
throat was worn out from all the sucking. With some effort, I gulped it
all down, except for some which had come out of my nose and puddled on
his jeans.

"Blech..." I whipped some of his cum from my nose, clearing it from my
sinuses.

"So, how was your first time sucking a cock?" he asked.

"I dunno. It tasted funny. Your dick is so big though, I couldn't barely
get it in. Did you really have it all in my butt last night?"

"Sure did. It probably won't be the last time either. Your bum hole has
had a bit more practice than your mouth, but I am sure you will get
there."

"So, can you unlock this thing now?" I asked, hopefully, flashing him my
best puppy dog eyes.

"No, I told you before, it only comes off when I say so."

"Aw, come on, please? I sucked your cock good, didn't I?" I whined.

Even through all the sucking and choking, my dick was still forced to
stay small. But the horniness in me was only growing. My balls looked way
redder than normal, and the aching just wouldn't stop. I watched as he
took some of the cum which was oozing from his pee hole, and some more
which had leaked onto his pants, then for some reason, he wiped it on my
tender balls. I flinched when he touched me there. It didn't hurt much,
but it was like electric. My balls felt full. I didn't get why he would
be wiping his gunk on me either. He took some more and smeared it on my
cock too, then got me to pull my shorts up. I'd never heard of something
like this before. When I pulled them up, I could feel the wetness of his
cum which was warm sticking to my bits. It was so unfair that he could
cum, but I couldn't.

"You did a good job, but it stays on. Besides, I have a few friends I
want you to meet tonight, and you will need to keep it on until at least
they have been."

"Friends? Are they nice like you?"

"Sure, if you do what you're told. They're going to meet us up tonight
and have a little fun with you."

This man was nice, even if he had his weird ways. But, man. I had sucked
his cock. I could still sort of feel him in my mouth. It felt stretched,
kind of like my butthole did last night when he fucked me. I never
thought I would ever suck a dude's dick. I was kind of glad it was his. I
was a little worried about hearing about his friends though. I trusted
him, but I didn't want to be gang-fucked or something. I could only take
so much.

We drove in silence for a while after that. I felt his cum moving on my
privates. One bit I could feel dripping down, running along the inside of
my leg, making it down to the bottom of my buttcrack. It kind of tickled
me down there, but it eventually dried. After a few hours, we pulled into
a place called Jackson. We stayed at a place called the Quality Inn. This
place had two beds, but I suspected we would only be using one. We pretty
much threw our bags in a corner as we got in and watched TV. Mister was
still worried about my dad coming to look for me. I tried to tell him
there was just no way. The news didn't mention anything about it anyway.
He still watched it though. I gave up trying to tell him, finding some
playing cards where I just messed around on the bed.

Eventually, he had me go to take a shower. I had already had a shower, so
I bitched a bit. The motel showers were always so cold, but he convinced
me that if I was going to be fucked, I had to be clean. Besides, I guess
it would let me wash off some of his dry cum on me. I had a quick one,
then came back out. It was about 7pm, and one of my fave shows, The
Simpsons was on. I was just getting ready to watch it when there was a
knock at the door.

Mister went to answer it, and I could see there were two men at the door.
He brought them in. One guy looked tall and was Asian. The other guy was
way bigger. He was as tall as mister was, but built bigger too. He looked
really strong too. They all seemed like friends and talked about how they
wouldn't use their own names or mine. I didn't know these two guys, so I
was a bit uncomfortable when I was told to undress in front of three
grown men. But at this point, I was so fucking desperate to get my dick
some relief that I would do just about anything. I took off my T-shirt
and shorts first, standing in just my briefs.

"I don't know about this, guys," one of the men said.

"Come on Kyle," the bigger one said, "You're not going to chicken out,
are you? You'd fucked teenage girls before, right?

"Yeah but...none quite as young as him. You guys have fun, I'll pass on
this one."

He left soon after that, leaving just the bigger man, who was called
Barry, and Mister behind. Barry walked over to me, looking at me up and
down. I felt small next to one man, but with two there I felt puny.

"Well then," he boomed. "Look at this fine piece of sirloin. You're a
handsome little boy aren't you, kid?"

"Um, yeah, I guess so..." I replied. I had never been called handsome
before. Maybe this guy was okay too?

"Those briefs will have to come off too, kid. Show Barry what you have
down there."

I hesitantly dropped my undies, showing my caged boyhood to the two men.

"What's that you got on your little pecker there?" Barry asked. "Mean ol
Ethan here put a chastity belt on you, did he?"

Ethan was what Barry called mister, but that wasn't his real name. I
didn't know how to reply. Ethan wasn't mean, but I did want this chastity
thing off my dick pretty bad.

"Just something to keep him in check." Ethan said.

"Jesus, Ethan, when did you put it on him?"

"Last night. After I fucked him."

"And it's been on ever since? Poor lad must be desperate to cum, huh?"

"My balls kinda hurt, yeah. But Mister Ethan said that if I am good
tonight, he might take it off?"

"So..." Barry continued, turning to me again. "That aside. I'm here to
fuck. I like to fuck cunts and assholes. You got an asshole or a cunt I
can stick my cock into boy?"

Pretty awkward question. He obviously had sex with girls mostly. But I
guess I was here instead...

"Um...you can fuck me in the bum if you want, sir..."

"Sir? I like that. He does have very nice manners, doesn't he? Why don't
you show me your asshole there boy, see if it is up to my standards?"

I knew this would give him a front-row seat to my asshole, they'd be able
to see my balls like this too. I knew this would give him a front-row
seat to my asshole, they'd be able to see my balls like this too.

"Jesus, Ethan, you managed to fuck yourself in that hole? It's barely
more than a dot!"

Barry touched the bit between my balls. He touched me like it was an
everyday thing, running his thumb down to my hole, where he applied some
force, trying to push it in. They talked about when Mister fucked me last
night. Apparently, I have a small hole, and Barry was surprised that I
could take Ethan's cock. I felt a bit of pride swell up when mister said
I had taken his cock well. He also said I would have to take Barrys cock
if I wanted my dick to be released. I was starting to feel scared now.
This guy was tall and big, probably had a huge cock. I was worried I
might not be able to take it all.

"Is your dick big sir?" I asked.

"Well kid, you managed to take Ethan. That will at least be a good
warm-up. I'm thicker than he is but not quite as long. He reckons you're
a brave boy and can take it. Are you?"

"I'll try my best sir..." I replied, looking at the bulge in Barry's
pants. It looked big already, and I didn't even know if it was hard yet!
He was unbuttoning himself. Holy fuck, he looked like he was 6 inches and
he wasn't fully hard yet! Mister was right. Both him and Barry had real
penis's, man-sized cocks. Mine was so much smaller than theirs, I was
jealous in a way. I wish mine was as big as that and free to fuck
whatever they wanted. I was proud too, though. This was going to hurt
bad, but they had chosen me of all people to fuck. Of all the girls, and
holes they could stick their big dicks into, it was my hole they had
chosen to fuck. Mine.

I watched as he got some of that lube stuff and smothered his cock with
it. Barry had one of those foreskin things some guys had. I saw him pull
back the skin so his cock head came out, it looked almost purple. His
cock was all shiny by the time he had put a healthy amount on himself,
then he bent down and stuck his finger in my bum. He just shoved it right
in, right up there. I felt a pang of pain, a hot flash, since I wasn't
really prepared for it. He dug around there. It felt kind of good as he
stretched my hole, preparing me.

"Hey kid, take a look. You reckon you can take this?" I looked over and
saw Barry stroking his cock. It was fully hard now, and massive! I saw he
had a bush of hair on his cock. He looked thicker than Mister was, even
just looking at his tip. Shit, shit, shit. This was going to hurt. I had
to take it, though. I had to be good for them, and so I could finally cum
myself. I grabbed my knees hard against my chest and shut my eyes tight.
"Just...do it..."

Mister got up on the bed by my head, as Barry dragged my butt to the side
of the bed.

I felt Barry's spongy head when it bumped into my butt. The insertion was
sudden. With two men in control, there was nothing I could do. Mister
held me down, as Barry forced his cock into my ass. He had used plenty of
lube, but it still hurt like nothing I had ever felt before. I screamed.
Or at least I tried, but Mister put his hand over my mouth to silence me.
It felt as if someone had torn me in two. My hole felt like it was
stretched to the size of a tennis ball, as my skin was going to rip apart
from being stretched so much. I tried to call out in pain, it hurt so
much, but with my mouth muzzled, all I could do was lie and take it.

I felt more pressure down below as he fed more of his huge cock inside
me, it felt as if he was fucking my guts. He was in so far. Every part of
my bowel was on fire as he violated my insides. It felt like I was dying.
It takes me a lot to cry after what all my dad put me through, but I was
crying now. I had never felt anything that painful.

"Fucking Christ, you're so tight" I heard Barry say.

I could feel he was fully in me now as he started to rock slowly back and
forth. His cock felt like a truck every time it fucked into me, but the
pain was going away slowly. I could feel he was picking up speed as he
was rocking faster and faster. I think I was mostly adjusted by the time
he was at full speed but it still hurt. It was a good hurt though, sort
of like getting the stitch when running, then stopping. It started to
feel kind of nice. Every time he fucked me; I could feel his hairs bump
into my butt cheeks, and I felt a few drops of sweat from him. They
wouldn't have been able to see it, but a smile grew across my face. It
hurt like hell, but I was taking it. I was through the worst of it. I
could hear Barry panting as he used my asshole for his pleasure. My hole
and my body were just a vessel as I could feel him depositing the cum
from his balls deep inside me. There was so much of it, I could feel it
dripping out of my hole when he pulled out of it.

With his cock out of me, the pain of my abused ass came rushing back. My
ass felt like a cavern, I shuddered to think what it looked like. I could
hear them talking, but my body was spent. I didn't even care about the
cock cage anymore. I just wanted to sleep. I wanted to rest to recover
from the fucking.

After a few minutes, I felt mister slip into the bed behind me. Mister
slid his semi-hard cock into my hole. I don't think he even used lube
this time, because my hole was loose enough from before. His meat felt
semi-hard and warm. He didn't fuck me with it, just left it inside me, a
reminder of him being there. I felt him wrap his arm around me to cuddle
as I drifted off to sleep.


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