Date: Mon, 15 Feb 2021 14:56:01 -0800 From: Steve Peters Subject: The Best Little Boy Slut in the World 11 The following story contains graphic sexual language and actions between teenage and adult, gay men. If material of this nature offends you, PLEASE do not read any further. Note that you must be of legal age, where you live, to read this story. If this story made you cum, please donate to Nifty! I have many more episodes to write for my horny little protagonist so please support Nifty! Part 11 Rape Fantasy I was walking on my home, my mouth and chin still covered in now dried cum, when I saw a small park. There was a park bench in front of some trees and I decided to sit for a while and think about how I became a whore. I wasn't there very long before I saw a man in running shorts and a tank top come running from a path in the trees. He slowed down when he saw me. He was nicely dark skinned, not very tall (maybe my height), middle aged, and built like a fucking brick house! I mean, the man was muscular and cut. His muscles rippled all over his body, mesmerizing me. He saw me gawking at him and came over. "Hey there, little man," he said. I couldn't help myself. I couldn't stop staring at the bulge in his running shorts. "Hi," I said, finally managing to bring my eyes up to his. He smiled and sat down next to me, spreading his massive thighs so that he pressed up against me. I did not withdraw. "What are you doing here all by yourself? Aren't you supposed to be in school?" "I had some work to do," I said. "I had to service a customer." "What kind of service?" "I sucked his dick and then he fucked me and came in my mouth. I'm a whore." He clearly wasn't expecting that answer and, for a moment, looked dumbstruck. Then he smiled like he found a winning lottery ticket. "Do you have another customer right now?" "No, sir." "Well, you do now," he said grabbing my thigh. "Come with me." He led me a few blocks away to a small house. Once inside, he told me to take all my clothes off. He spoke in a deep commanding voice that stirred something deep inside me. I stripped naked in front of him, feeling both nervous and excited. He turned me around, inspecting me, assessing me. "You're just a whore to me," he said. "You'll do everything I tell you to do, won't you?" "Yes." He smacked my ass hard making me jump. "Yes what?" "Yes, sir." "Good. Show me respect and I won't have to hurt you." He sent a chill down my spine. But I'm a good whore and I was going to do everything he wanted anyway. He half pushed, half walked me into his bedroom. There was a king sized bed with some rope hanging from the head board. He pushed me to my knees, grabbed my head, and pressed it to his crotch. He rubbed his shorts covered cock all over my face. I kept my hands behind my back like a good submissive slut. "Go ahead, try and push me away," he whispered. Fuck, I thought, he wants to rape me! Well, as a good whore, I should go along with it. "No, sir! Please!" I begged him. I mock pushed against his massive thighs but he kept my head locked in place with his hands, rubbing his hardening dick across my face. "Pull my shorts down, bitch," he growled. I might have been too eager in pulling his shorts down (at least for the rape scenario) but I couldn't help it. I needed to see his cock. Fuck! It was impressive! Nice, thick, cut 8 inches at least. Just mouthwatering. And it was good my mouth was watering because he pushed it right into my mouth as soon as it was free. Holding my head, he pushed his dick straight in until I gagged. He held me there while I was trying to control my gagging. He pulled out again so that his head was just in my lips. Then he pulled my head forward impaling my mouth on his dick again. This time, I took a breath and didn't gag. He fucked my mouth like this, while I held onto his thighs. "Take it you little bitch! This is what you get when you dress like a slut. What a fucking whore!" He really fucked my mouth. Saliva was dripping down my chin. I remembered to push against him as if I didn't want this. His cock was rock hard and he was fucking my mouth relentlessly, pumping it, using my lips and tongue like a sex toy. I relaxed and let him ride my mouth, take control of me, use me. I was slurping loudly while whining and whimpering and pushing against his thighs as if I wanted to get away. But taking his dick had my own dick really hard. I loved the way his hard dick conquered my mouth. I relaxed as much as I could, imagining my mouth was just a cunt getting pounded and destroyed because I was a naughty, dirty little slut. As he pumped my mouth, he got his dick further and further into me. I managed to breath on the out strokes which helped me with not gagging. Soon, he was burying his entire cock in me. Plunging in until his trimmed pubic hair scratched my nose. I could feel him buried in my throat, stretching it. I was going to be sore later, but for now I was high with lust. "I'm going to cum down your throat, you fucking bitch!" He plunged into me, holding my head against his groin, his cock so fucking hard. I was impaled. He growled. I could feel his orgasm start at the base of his cock where my lips formed a tight grip. I could feel the pulse travel up his shaft, past my lips across my tongue, into the back of my throat. There was a warm sensation in my throat and I realized that he was shooting directly into me, bypassing my mouth, filling my belly with his children. His legs shook and he held me tightly against him. He gradually pulled out as he came, coating my throat, then my tongue as he held the head in my mouth. He filled my mouth with so much cum it dripped out the sides of my mouth. I knew I was supposed to be protesting, but I couldn't help moaning in serene pleasure as this man used me as his cum dump. He pulled out completely and wiped the remaining jizz from his cock on my forehead. "Dirty whore," he said. "That took the edge off. Now we can get to the fucking." He pulled me up and pushed me toward the bed. I fell back on the bed. He grabbed my legs and pushed them back, exposing my pussy. His cock was still rock hard. He pulled me to edge of the bed where he was standing. Holding onto my thighs, he thrust into me as he pulled me forward onto his cock. I was glad I'd been fucked by Mr. Kindt's big cock earlier or this would have hurt more than it did. I yelled out loud, more for the rape thing, though it did feel like he punched my asshole. He held me there on his cock and stirred it around inside me, poking and prodding me in all sorts of delicious ways. Why did I love having men inside me? I couldn't have answered the question then, even if I had an answer, because he took my breath away by pounding my poor little pussy. Smacking my ass with his pelvis, he drove his cock deep inside me over and over. "You fucking little cunt," he growled. "You deserve this walking around in those little tight clothes. Slut! Whore!" He climbed on the bed with me, bending me in half, pressing his hands on my shoulders, thrusting inside me, tearing my pussy up. I was at his mercy and we both loved it. He put one of his hands on my throat and tightened it. I grabbed his hand and tried to pull it off but he was too strong. He had a mean look on his face and I was truly scared for the first time. What had I gotten myself into? And my dad didn't know where I was! He held me by the throat, his cock pummeling my cunt. But I realized he wasn't squeezing hard, just a little, which made me lightheaded. I was still panicking, but the lightheadedness and his cock stretching my cunt were causing little tingles to start radiating out from my ass. His cock was thick and kept rubbing my special inside spot. I was trying to gasp around his hand on my throat when suddenly my body exploded. He was really pounding me hard when my cock started shooting all over my belly. "Yeah, you fucking slut! You love this! Look at that! Cumming from getting fucked by a real man!" He slammed his cock into me hard over and over, making me shoot more. I was gasping when he let go of my throat. Still in the throes of my orgasm, I cried out. He never stopped or even slowed down. As I came down from that high, he pulled out and flipped me over, pulling me up on my knees, and thrusting his cock back into me again. He held my hips and fucked me. I bounced back and forth off his pelvis as he filled me again and again. He suddenly pulled out of me and held his cock just out of reach of my pussy. I tried to back up, but he held me still. He smacked my ass hard. "You want my cock, you little slut?" He smacked me again. "This is what you get for being such a cock whore!" He kept smacking my ass, making me cry out. My cheeks burned. He slapped my ass cheeks again and again, making them sting and burn. I cried out. He took no mercy. "You little whore! You deserve this for showing off your pretty little ass! Turning on all the men, you little slut!" Slap, slap, slap. "Fucking whore! Take my cock!" And he rammed his cock back into me, pounding my pussy, fucking me hard, relentless. He pushed me down flat on the bed, lying down on top of me, holding me down, powerless. He grabbed me by the shoulders as he plowed me silly. My cunt was a mess, I could feel it. His mouth was next to my ear and he kept muttering that I was just a slut, a hole for men like him to use and abuse, that I was made to take cock after cock, that the next time I came over he was going to tie me up and really show me how I was born to be used. I couldn't move under his weight and his fucking. I just lay there feeling him fill me again and again, loving it and his dirty talk. He pushed up off me using my shoulders as leverage. Holding me pinned to the bed, he pounded me hard. Suddenly he stopped, his cock buried to the hilt, and cried out. I could feel him pulsing inside me, filling me with his sperm. He held himself there, bucking a little, as he orgasmed. I couldn't move. I was just a fuck toy, a cum dump, all the dirty things he called me just before shooting his semen deep inside my cunt. He lay back down on top of me, his cock lodged inside still spewing semen into my pussy. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my ear very softly. Then he sucked on my earlobe which made me whimper. "That's right, slut, tell me how much you loved that fuck." "I loved it, sir!" I moaned as he continued licking and sucking my earlobe. He then moved to my neck. He turned my head toward him and gave me a kiss on the lips. He pushed himself up, pulled out of me, and flipped me over on my back. He leaned back down and kissed me fully, his tongue dominating my mouth, his beautifully thick lips, so soft and supple, caressing my lips. He pulled up and said, "Why don't you clean up?" He lay back on the bed and I licked and sucked his cock clean. I got up and he showed me where the shower was. He told me his name was Tank, which seemed all too appropriate. I was a little wobbly, so he helped me in. I let the warm water wash over me. I felt so beaten up, but in such a good way! As I stood there, I heard Tank get in behind me. "I have to have that pussy again," he said, his hard cock waving at me. He picked me up by my thighs and I wrapped my arms and legs around him. He pushed me up against the shower wall. One hand holding my ass, he used the other to guide his cock to my pussy. He eased himself inside and I felt my cock get hard again. How many times did I cum already today? Goddamn! I was completely at Tank's mercy again. This time, he kissed me, shoving his tongue in my mouth as his cock dominated my pussy. He pressed up against me, pushing me against the shower wall, his dick deep inside me, my dick trapped between us. He rocked back and forth, thrusting into me as I gripped him, making me moan and cry out. His muscles were so hard, it was like holding onto stone. His dick stroked my special spot every time he thrust inside. It was making me crazy. "You like it, don't you, slut? You're such a little whore for cock. You can't get enough." "No, sir," I gasped as he pounded my pussy. "Five guys fucked me the other day. I sucked all their cocks and they all came in my mouth. Then they all fucked me, one after the other and came in my ass." "Oh fuck!" He hammered me harder at my dirty talk. "And you loved it, didn't you, fucking whore!" "I loved it! I even ate a couple of asses. I love eating a man's ass!" He was really going at it now and my pussy was on fire. There was no doubt I was going to cum again, hard. "Dirty fucking slut! I'm going to have to invite some friends over next time, really get you fucked good!" He pounded me, thrust his cock deep inside me, rode my pussy hard. I was getting to the point of no return. My cock was pressed up against him as he fucked me. My legs tightened around him. He felt it too and made deep hard thrusts into me. I exploded, my cock shooting on his chest between us. I cried out. He growled in my ear, "Yeah, cum for me, you dirty whore! You love being a dirty slut, taking my cock! I bet you want me to cum in your mouth, don't you, whore?" I was cumming and crying out and, when he asked me if I wanted to take his cum in my mouth, I yelled, "Yes, daddy!" I was bucking hard against him as I orgasmed. He never slowed down, just quite fucking and thrusting his amazing dick inside me, making me shudder. "I'm close," he said, letting me down, though I hadn't stopped cumming. I fell to the shower floor. He grabbed my head and thrust his cock in my mouth. I sucked hard as he fucked my mouth. He froze, holding my head, and for a moment we were still, his cock laying inside my mouth, which tasted like my cunt. Then he shot his cum all over my tongue, the pungent flavor filling my head. I sucked the head of his cock as he came and came, flooding my mouth. I swallowed, feeling the warm sperm coat my throat and fill my belly. He pulled out and shot some ropes on my face. Then he stuck it back in my mouth and I sucked the rest of the cum out. We washed up, dressed, and he gave me $200 before giving me a ride home.