Date: Wed, 11 Jan 2023 07:39:01 +0000 From: Sheen Mattendi Subject: The cost of renting free VHS tapes - Chapter 4 This is a work of fiction loosely based on experiences and fantasies Ihad 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 Chapter 4 Harry stepped up and told me that this man had paid a lot of money for me so I'd better do everything he wanted. He took my chin in his hands and looked me in the eyes. "Yes Sir." Were the only words I could mutter as I looked down. He let go of my face and told the other man to have fun before he went back upstairs. The fat man looked at me and told me to get dressed. As I stood up I could feel how badly my asshole hurt, my knees buckled slightly yet my discomfort was only met by a laugh. I quickly put my shorts and t-shirt on whilst the man got dressed. When we were both done he said "give me your hand". Shyly I did and we walked up hand in hand. Harry didn't acknowledge us as we walked out of the store, I heard the bell jingle behind me as the door fell shut. The man dragged me along and before long it felt like we were walking to my house. I was too old to be walking hand in hand with an older man, no self respecting 16 year old would do that but my self respect had gotten a severe beating over the last two days. I tried to let go but the man gripped my hand tighter and told me to hold on. My face blushed with humiliation. As we got closer and closer to my house, my heart started racing, I had never seen him in the street before but I imagined him being a neighbor. Turns out, I wasn't far off. About a block from my house we went into an apartment building. The man tried to make small talk, I only answered in small grunts, terrified that somebody would see us. After three fights of stairs we came to a walkway for several flats. On one side doors, on the other a view of the street. "Take your clothes off Dennis." I was shocked, we were outside in a public place. I didn't think I could handle that much shame. "You heard what Harry said! Anything I want and I want your clothes now! Take them all off, give them to me and get on your hands and knees. My neighbors know what I'm like so it doesn't matter if they see you. Do it now!" I shuddered but felt myself complying. I didn't think people from the street could see me if I was on my hands and knees, so I stripped as quickly as I could, gave the man my clothes and assumed the position. "Oh you're such an obedient little slut Dennis, I like it. Now follow me." he said grinning. The man started walking slowly and I was hoping we'd get inside soon. I crawled past the first door and I could hear a dog bark. He kept on walking, ambling really, he clearly relished in my discomfort. I crawled passed the second door, no sound here. Three more doors on this row, I closed my eyes and hung my head as I crawled after him hoping we'd get to his apartment soon. The concrete was hurting my knees but I didn't dare make a sound. I lifted my head as I heard keys jangle. He inserted his keys into the lock of the third door down and looked at me. "You are never allowed to wear clothes in my apartment, I'm sure this won't be the only time that you will be here." He twisted the lock and opened the door. He stepped inside and let me crawl past him. His apartment was a mess. The floor was dirty and there were clothes and debris everywhere. I heard him close the door behind me and the sound of the lock felt very final. What was going to happen to me here? "Crawl into the living room." He demanded and I did as I was told. Past his messy kitchen, through a small hall. "Now Dennis, tell me what you are?" I heard him say behind me. I looked over my shoulder up at him wondering what he meant. "What are you!?" He demanded again. My mind raced as I was looking for an answer. "Your slut boy Sir?" I ventured. "Very good Dennis. You are my slut boy and I am going to have my way with you. Lift your ass up and put your face on the ground." My boy hole was still very sore so this request petrified me. "Please Sir, I'm very sore. Please don't fuck me again." I whimpered. He stepped up behind me and spread my cheeks. "I can see that. Harry really ripped you up. I have something for you though." He let go of my cheeks and walked away. I didn't dare move so I kept my face on the floor and my ass in the air. I heard him pull open a drawer and grab something. He came back with a small black rubber cone of some sort. "Do you know what this is?" "No, I don't Sir." I replied truthfully. "It's a butt plug. I won't fuck you but you do need to get this in your ass and keep it there." With this he grabbed a chair and put it in the middle of the room. He placed the plug on the chair and he sat in the sofa facing it. "Get up and get that thing in your ass." I stood up carefully and realized I was very hard again. I walked over to the chair, looking at the thing. It wasn't very long but it looked wide at the base. I spat on my hand and ran some saliva on my ass crack. It stung and I gingerly pressed in a finger to test. This was going to hurt. I spat again and tried to get some extra lubricator going. Then I leaned over and spat on the top of the plug. I straddled the chair and gingerly started to sit down. I saw the fat man play with his tiny prick under his big belly. He nodded and told me to get on with it. I felt the plug press on my hole and I slipped down. I placed my hands on my cheeks so I could separate them and I pressed further, it got tighter and tighter and I gave up. It hurt too much. The fat man stood up with his pants down and his dick hanging under his belly. "I have something that will help you." He walked away and came back with a little brown bottle. Later I learned these were poppers and I developed a real liking to them. "Here, sniff this." I had no idea what it was but I wasn't afraid of drugs. He put the opened bottle under my nose and I inhaled. He urged me to take several hits, which I did. A gulf of horniness hit me. I now fully understood what a slut I was and that that this was the life that I deserved, I was made to be used, to be trash, to obey, this was the life I was made for. I moaned, grabbed my cheeks and sat down again. It hurt but the pain and the dirty man looking just made it hotter. I wanted nothing more than to please this man. I screamed as I pushed myself down and then, all of a sudden, I felt my rectum wrap around the but plug. "Oh yes daddy!" I moaned. So proud of doing as I was told. The effect of the drug was decreasing but I was ready to do whatever. The feeling of being filled up was exquisite even though my poor rectum was in agony. "That's my slut boy. Now you are truly daddies boy. Get off the chair and on your hands and knees." I did as instructed and waited to see what was next. He started walking into the small hallway and I followed him into his dirty bathroom. "Get into the bath tub." He said. I climbed in and he told me to lay on my back. The enamel was cold but again, I obeyed. The butt plug constantly making its presence known. He took off all of his clothes and he struggled with his socks. I wondered if we were going to have a bath together, it would be very crowded as he was so big. He stepped into the bathtub and straddled me with one foot on either side. He leant down and offered me some sniffs from the bottle again, I eagerly obliged. When I was done he stood up and took a couple of sniffs himself. The horniness came roaring back and he asked me if I was ready. "Yes Daddy!" I moaned and I told him he could do whatever he wanted to me. He grabbed his penis and he started pissing all over me. I had never felt so humiliated and disgusted but to my surprise I also found it incredibly horny. He pissed on my dick, my belly, my chest and then full on in my face. I closed my mouth and eyes and I heard the man laugh and say "take that you dirty little bitch!" As I was covered in filth he shook his dick a couple of times and spat on me. "You're not done yet!" He said as he got out. "Get your ass in the air and piss on your own face!" I had been drinking a lot of water and I did need to go. Harry's voice rumbled in the back of my mind and my sluttiness was still complete, again I wanted nothing more than to please this man. "Yes daddy" I complied and I propped my lower back on my hands. As I stared up at my erect penis seeing the dirty old man standing next to the tub I had a hard time getting started. He urged me on and told me he'd fuck me with his largest dildo if I didn't comply. That scared me so I pressed out some pee and felt it hit my face. The man started to laugh as I started to empty my bladder all over myself. "Good slut boy!" I heard him scream as my humiliation was complete. When I was done I was laying in a puddle of piss and the man was looking at me with this lecherous look. "You will literally do everything. I wonder how far I can push you?" He said. He climbed back into the bath and turned on the shower. Telling me to get up he grabbed some soap and started to lather my body. He pressed me against the cold tile wall and started kissing me. I tried to wrap my arms around him but he was simply too big. I grabbed his body and lathered him too. My hard on was harder than it had ever been and he washed me there as well. After a while he turned off the water and handed me a towel. The butt plug was still very present and he told me to crawl after him into the living room again. "Do you want to cum Dennis?" He asked me and I nodded desperately. "Yes please daddy, let me cum." I begged. He told me to stand in the middle of the room with my legs wide and my fingers interlocked behind my head. He hadn't closed the curtains and I could clearly see other houses out of the window. He got up and returned with a tripod that had an old VHS camera mounted on top. This scared the hell out of me and I pleaded with him not to film me. He ignored me and walked away, when he came back he had a black hood in his hand. The eyes were covered and there was only a gap for the mouth. "Put this on." He ordered and I did. I couldn't see anything anymore and he told me he was going to film me whilst I was putting on a show and jerking off. I mumbled okay but stood completely still. He grabbed my head and moved the mouth hole over my nose. "Sniff bitch!" and I eagerly did. He started the camera and told me to start stroking myself. To move and make a show of it. I stood there awkwardly, grabbing my penis as the poppers started kicking in. "I'm your slut boy Daddy. I'll do anything you want, whenever you want with whomever you want." I moaned as my imagination started running away from me. "Yes Dennis! Stroke it and move your ass around. Moan and let the camera know how much you enjoy this." I did as I was told, I felt exposed, vulnerable and incredibly horny. I heard him get up and felt him push me down to my knees. "Let's show the camera what you have in your ass slut boy." He pushed my face down and placed his foot on the back of my head. He pulled my ass up and spread my ass cheeks. "This slut boy does everything I say." He said to the camera. "If you're watching this, let me know what you'd like me to do to him next." And he slapped my ass cheek hard. He roughly yanked me back to my knees, grabbed the back of my head and filled my mouth with his prick. He started pounding my face into his belly and on his prick. I was so horny I couldn't stop myself and I came extremely hard. As I was ejaculating I heard him groan, felt him shudder and he pumped his cum into my mouth. "Swallow bitch!" He screamed as he kept on slamming my face on his cock. I did. Every drop after which he let me go and I fell to the floor. "Stay there" he said and I had to oblige. Ravished with a butt plug in my ass and a hood over my head I couldn't see anything and fear started coming back in waves. After my orgasm doubt started to creep back in, I was confused and disgusted with myself. I was also very scared. I didn't dare move in fear of reprisals so I just lay there. After a while the man took off my hood and told me to get dressed. He said he couldn't come more than twice so he had no use for me anymore. He said that I should keep the butt plug in and only take it out when I got back to the video store. I grabbed my clothes, put them on and rushed to the door. He had left the keys in the lock so I twisted them and on the way out I heard him yell: "see you again real soon Dennis!" I closed the door behind me and waddled away as fast as the plug would allow me.