Date: Mon, 17 Jul 2023 09:06:00 +0000 From: Sheen Mattendi Subject: The cost of renting free VHS tapes - chapter 14 This is a work of fiction loosely based on experiences and fantasies I had as a kid in Holland. It involves graphic sex between older men and a teenage boy, if that's not your cup of tea I'd advise you to stop reading now. Otherwise, enjoy and please do email me with feedback on sheen.mattendi@proton.me I had no idea what time it was or how long Andre had been working my ass, eventually fisting me. Feeling exhausted and stretched out, I lay back and tried to rest. Being spread eagled and naked I wasn't exactly comfortable. It was hot enough so I didn't need a blanket but laying on my side was out of the question. The handcuffs felt like the ones used by cops, there was no way I was getting out of them. Thinking about it, I wouldn't have tried with Harry's spanking and throat fuck still fresh in my mind. So I settled back and tried to wait as calmly as I could. Time ticked by slowly and I didn't hear anything except for the whirring of the camcorders. After an indiscriminate amount of time the door opened and Harry walked in. He unlocked my cuffs and said: "be back here at six." Ignoring me he turned around and left again. Grabbing my clothes I wondered if I had done something wrong, Harry was so dismissive and all I wanted to do was please him, I couldn't bare the thought of him being unhappy with me. Walking out of the room Harry was helping a customer and he continued ignoring me. Leaving the store my worry increased and all through dinner at home I was wondering what I had done wrong? What could I do to make Harry happy? I was back at the store five minutes early but Harry was helping customers again. He just nodded to the back room and I went in closing the door behind me. I quickly stripped but instead on laying down on the bed, I decided to assume the position in front of the door. On my knees, with my fingers interlocked behind my head. I waited. My knees were hurting but I saw it as commitment to Harry and the pain and subservience made me hard. The door opened and Harry grinned when he saw me sitting with my hard cock, looking pleadingly. "That's a good boy. Make no decisions on your own but wait to be instructed." He patted me on the head and pointed to the bed. I quickly crawled over and climbed on. He threw me a pillow and told me to lay face down with the pillow under my stomach. Doing as I was told, my smooth bum stuck invitingly in the air. "Good boy. Tonight you're going to entertain three men at the same time. They're tough but I'm sure you can take it, you're a natural Dennis. Will you disappoint me?" "No Sir, I will do everything that I'm told without hesitation Sir." "Good boy, if you perform well you'll get to pleasure me before we close up." How did he know that this was the reward that I was craving? He knew it before I realised it, hearing his words made me realise that my dream was to get to do exactly that. Harry cuffed my hands and feet again, turned around and left me in the silence. This was the first time I noticed that the camcorders were gone. After a short while the door opened, I looked over my shoulder and cringed. I knew one of the men that entered the room. He was big, tall and fat, with dark hair and eyes which widened when they saw me. "Dennis!?" I felt so ashamed, all I wanted to do was push my head down into the bed but I knew it was too late. This man was my math teacher, a guy I hated and I was sure the feeling was mutual. "Yes Mr. Holt." I whimpered in a small voice. Mr. Holt laughed and turned to his friends. Both with big bellies and about the same age and size, big and burly. "This little fucker is a math student of mine!" The other guys laughed and one of them said: "so what does he deserve, praise our punishment?" Mr. Holt glared at me and said: "oh, definitely punishment!" and he slapped my ass hard. I yelped and they laughed. My teacher continued. "Harry told me we could do anything we want to him, except damage the merchandise. Let's see what we can come up with guys." Mr. Holt stepped to the side of the bed directly in front of my face and told me to look at him. As I looked up I saw the hate filled lust in his eyes. He unbuckled his belt and zipped his fly, the bulge was impressive and when he pulled his semi hard cock out it was easily 20cm already. "Open your mouth slutboy, you've been a naughty student." With that he grabbed my head and inserted his cock in my mouth. "I want you to look at me whilst you suck me Dennis." He commanded and with his dick growing in my mouth I looked at his penetrating eyes. Behind me I heard the other guys undress and come closer, one grabbed my left hand and wrapped my fingers around his cock. The other man did the same with my right hand. "Look at this little troublemaker boys. In class he's obnoxious and rude but I think we can teach him some manners." "Let's see how good he is with his throat Peter" one of the men said and Mr. Holt didn't seem to need much encouragement. The angle was weird but he nevertheless pushed his dick down my throat making me gag and close my eyes. He slapped me and said: "look at me Dennis, you don't want to make me angry." I realised he wasn't kidding so I did my best to always look him in the eyes. After a little while he pulled out, but the guy on my right instantly took over. He wasn't as big but he was long and he didn't give my throat a second's rest. I felt Mr Holt climb unto the bed, straddling behind me, he spread my cheeks apart and spat. "Oh I'm going to fuck you, you little asshole. I'm going to fuck your for all the grief you've given me in class." With that he plunged in and even though I was seriously stretched earlier that day, the sudden violation hurt and I screamed around the cock in my mouth. The men laughed. Mr. Holt slammed my arse mercilessly, faster and faster and soon I started feeling his sweat drip all over my back. I did my best to continue sucking and stroking, not wanting to upset the other men. Before long Mr. Holt grabbed my hips, thrust in deep and came with an audible grunt. Pushing, cumming, pushing more and depositing every last drop deep inside of me. When he pulled out he instructed me to keep my ass high in the air, telling the guys to get away from me. He went to get a glass which he placed on my taint, instructing me to push his cum out. Feeling the cum drizzle out of my ass the men were laughing and commenting on what a serious load he had deposited. When I was empty another man grabbed my hips and thrust in. Mr Holt placed the glass in my line of sight and said "we'll get back to this later." The second guy fucked my hard and deposited his seed inside me as well. The glass came back and whilst the men jeered and made fun of me, I emptied myself again. Then the third man took his turn, he was of similar size to Mr. Holt but he's didn't last very long. Again the glass caught the spunk that was collected in my bowels. The guys uncuffed me and roughly pulled me off the bed, pushing me to my knees in the middle of the floor. They crowded around me waggling their dicks in my face, slapping me and laughing. Mr Holt gave me the glass, looked me in the eye and said one word. "Drink" Revolted I put the glass to my lips and tried to gulp the cum down as quickly as I could. Several times during the last couple of weeks I thought I couldn't be more ashamed but Mr Holt had found a new low for me. When I was done, all men were rock hard again and Mr Holt took the lead by brutally fucking my face. Just when I couldn't take any more, he passed me to the next guy who rammed in and held my face firm. I struggled and gagged, he released for a second and went in again. Then the third and back to my math teacher. There were relentless until I couldn't deal any more and puked up the force fed spunk. They wrenched my arms behind my back and pushed my face on the floor, yelling that I wasn't to spill any seed. Using my head as a mop, they forced me to open my mouth and lick the floor. When they were satisfied I cleaned up after myself they started again until mercifully they one by one emptied themselves in my throat. When the last guy was done he pushed me to the floor and told me to stay there in my own filth. Just when they were about to leave, Mr Holt turned to me and said: "see you tomorrow I'm class Dennis. Don't be late!"