Date: Fri, 13 Jan 2023 07:35:15 +0000 From: Sheen Mattendi Subject: The cost of renting free VHS tapes - Chapter 6 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, or suggestions on what should happen next, on sheen.mattendi@proton.me Chapter 6 I lay down on my bed with my dick hard and my ass full of cum, plugged by a black rubber toy. I was out of breath and wondering what to do next as I heard the front door slam shut. I looked at the clock. 11:21, Harry had only been here for 15 minutes or so but he had changed my world forever. 174 guilders!? 174 fucks? Could I do that? Maybe more importantly, what would I have to do? 2.5 hours until I had to show up at the video store. Would I? did I want to? Playing with my rod it dawned on me, I did. I moved over to the chair and sat down on the plug. I wiggled my ass feeling it violate me and I loved it. I wanted to cum so bad! The time went by agonisingly slow and the plug constantly reminded me of my horniness. I would get up get something and I'd clench my butt. I felt so slutty, I wondered if I could go early but I really didn't dare disobey Harry. At a quarter to two I put my clothes on and walked to the video store. The plug was there every step of the way. When I entered the store was crowded! Loads of people scanning films and taking out rentals. Harry waved me to the counter and told me to go into the back room. The door was right behind the counter and Harry unsurptisiously grabbed my dick as I passed him, never taking his eyes off of the customer he was helping. I shuddered in delight hoping the customer didn't see anything, and went into the back room. The table where Harry had read his paper was right there and I chose to sit in the same chair as where my adventure started. There was a plastic bag on the table but I knew better than to move, I just sat there and waited. I heard the cash register ring and Harry say "that one needs to be back tomorrow ok?" The customer replied in the affirmative and left the store. The store wasn't empty as I heard several more voices but Harry came into the room and only half closed the door. "Take your clothes off and put this on." He said in a low whisper as he tossed me the plastic bag. "You still have you butt plug in boy?" "Yes Sir." I said as I turned around taking off my shorts and showing him my asshole. "Good boy." He walked to the door and got back behind the counter, leaving the door ajar again. I pulled off my shirt and opened the bag. With shock I pulled out black lace. A thong, garter belts, stockings and a bra. I shuddered in terror and humiliation. He wanted me to put that on!? I had no idea how to do that. I took the thong and stepped into it. That was easy but even though my dick stuck out awkwardly. I pulled the thong between my cheeks leaving a thin strand of fabric covering my plug. Hearing voices from the store scared me, but Harry scared me more so I continued. I rolled up the stockings and gingerly put them on, worried about breaking them. They fit perfectly and came about half way up my slender thigh. What next? The bra? That thing felt most humiliating so I went to work on the garter belts. I carefully clipped them into the stockings as I heard the door squeak. Startled I tried to hide. It was Harry who merely laughed as he looked at me. He went back to the counter and again left the door ajar. It was time for the bra. I had seen my mum put these on so I clipped them in place, turned them around and put my arms through the straps just as I heard the cash register ring. "Thanks so much, see you next week." Harry said in a friendly jovial tone. As the door bell jingled Harry came back into the room. "You look good my little boi. Exactly like the slut you are supposed to be. The store is empty. Get into the basement and lay down with your arms and legs wide. Then put this on." as he passed me a familiar black hood. I took it and ran to the basement. The shop had large windows and the stairs to the basement were right next to the entrance. I ducked down and believed that nobody had seen me. As I saw the familiar mattress I also noticed a tripod and lights. I was going to be filmed again. I lay down on the mattress thinking about the 174 fucks I owed. I was hard as a rock and absolutely scared out of my wits. I pulled the hood over my head and resigned myself to my fate. It was chilly and I was helpless. I waited. That horrible for door jingle went again, tensing me to my core. Harry said: "he's downstairs, I'll lock up." Footsteps descended and my heart beat faster with every step. "Oooo what a nice piece of meat. And all wrapped up in gift wrapping? You weren't lying were you Harry?" I heard an unfamiliar voice say. I trembled even more and the new man saw it. "Aw he's shaking." I heard him say as another set of footsteps descended. "He's scared but he likes it rough." Harry said. "Until now he has done everything, I heard Andre pissed on him and then made him piss all over himself." The other man just laughed and I heard the unbuckling of belts and clothes being discarded. Then I heard the unmistakable click and whir of the video camera and felt feet on the bed. I was grabbed and turned me around. "Lift your boy cunt" and I did. My thong was pulled to the side and my plug was removed. The vacant space felt enormous but not for long, I felt a mushroom press against my rectum and a cock pressed inside me. I moaned and pushed back letting him fill me loving the fact I had no idea who it was. Was it Harry or the other guy? My question was answered by Harry telling me to open my mouth and then I felt his massive piece press past my lips. "Now Dennis, I want you to take as much of my cock as you possibly can. You're on camera so do your best." And I did. I couldn't answer just struggle with my gag reflex as the other guy upped his tempo. "Switch!" He said as he pulled out of me. I felt them move around me and I smelled my own ass on the new guy's cock. He wasn't as big as Harry but much bigger than Andre. Harry was unrelenting in his ass fucking. He rammed his rod into me and the pain was exquisite. Again. They switched a few more times and then put me on my back. Now the man violating my mouth really made me gag as he held me down. I felt like I was choking and it turned me on. They were talking about what a trashy little whore I was. Calling me names, spitting on me and handling me roughly. I loved every second of it. After a while I asked Harry if I could cum. I was so horny and I needed release. I begged and moaned and said I'd do absolutely anything. "You're damn right you'll do absolutely anything I want. OK boy, you are allowed to cum but you are going to clean every drop of it with your mouth." He replied. I had tried tasting my own cum and I hated it but I was so horny, I nodded and said "Thank you Sir." They pulled me off the mattress and said I had to be on all fours and come on the floor. I did as I was told and as I came, I heard both of them come too. They pulled the mask off of my face and I noticed that their cum was mixed with mine. "Clean it all up boy!" They jeered as the new guy, a lanky 20 something, put his foot on the back of my head and pressed me down. Even though I was post orgasmic, I slobbered and licked as good as I could. It was nasty but it felt right too. I was their fuck toy and had to do as I was told. When I finally lifted my head I heard Harry say: "Smile!" Which was when I noticed he was standing behind the video camera. "Andre told me you didn't want to be filmed but now we've got you with your face. This video is going to be very popular!" The 20 something just laughed as I sunk low. Something more had just been taken from me.