Date: Sun, 22 Feb 2015 19:43:13 -0500
From: mason dixon
Subject: Mountain Boys Tyler and Kyle

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Mountain Boys Tyler and Kyle

By Mason Dixon

OK, so me and Kyle were bored one day. School had just ended for the
summer, so we went to the shack way back in the woods.

I'm Tyler and 13, and Kyle's 14. I can't remember who said what, but we
were both horny as shit and knew something was gonna happen.

Kyle and me, we're like brothers even though we aren't related, as far as
we know. But look in our family trees, which go back more than 250 years
here in the mountains, and you'll probably find out we're cousins.

We both told our folks we'd be spending a few days out back in the woods.
No problem.

Don't expect us until you see us, we said. That's just how it is in the
mountains, and they were used to us taking off into the woods for days at a
time. They thought nothing of it – nobody in the mountains would. Everybody
just assumed that boys would hang out in the woods, learn to hunt, trap and
fish and figure out how to survive.

Besides, the 'rents figured we were better off in nature than with some of
the older, rougher kids around.

All us boys were expected to fight. We were taught that we had to fight to
survive, whether against a coyote, a bear or a bigger boy, or 20 bigger
boys. We always knew it was us or them, whoever them might be.

It was kind of like this place in olden times, Bum Fuck Sparta, or some
such godforsaken hole. Those people supposedly said to their boys: "Come
back with your shield, or on it." Me, I thought that sounded pretty fucked
up: How much could you really love your son if you were that willing to see
him dead?

Some kids even told stories they'd heard about boys here – not long ago --
who got beat to death while fighting, but their families figured it was an
honorable way to go.

I love the woods, the smell of pine, balsam and spruce. Me and my buds, we
spend a lot of time exploring out here, or just hangin out.

I guess you want to know what we look like. Kyle is a lot bigger than me –
like I said, he's a year older. Plus, I'm considered small for my age. But
try to take me and you'll see how big I really am. We're both kinda skinny,
but we don't care. We both know we measure up where it counts. I'm about
four feet and 90 pounds. Kyle's about 4'6" and 110 pounds.  I'm just
starting to get hair above my dick. Kyle already has a nice patch.

He has light brown hair that is kinda long. Mine is blond and I like it
down to my collar. Of course, that's when I wear a shirt with a collar,
which isn't often. In fact, I don't wear a shirt much at all in summer. The
less I wear, the better I feel.

Today, as usual, I didn't bring a shirt, and Kyle had his off and tucked
into his belt.

I also like to go barefoot, which I do as soon as it's barely warm enough
in the spring, until frost in the fall makes it stupid to go without shoes.
I just like how I feel free and in touch with the earth when there's
nothing between me and the ground. Even though he's older, Kyle seems to
follow my lead sometimes, so he's usually barefoot too.

This June morning, we were only wearing our ratty old blue jeans.

After we'd walked farther into the woods, Kyle said we might as well get
naked so we'd have no tan lines.

He didn't have to say it twice. We shucked off our jeans and hid them near
the path. We didn't wear underwear, so we just followed the trail, with our
hard dicks leading the way.

By the time we got near the shack, we were both totally horned up.

I gotta tell you something right up front: Me and my buds get into some
pretty wild shit. We're just always horny and kinda crazy little dudes.
What do you expect? We're healthy boys with all these new hormones pumping
through us.

          Kyle said he had to pee, so we stopped and stood side by side,
targeting a blueberry bush by the trail. We both let loose, enjoying the
relief, when Kyle aimed his stream over onto my toes.

"What the fuck, dude!" I said.

He just grinned at me, so I aimed my stream up into his dick and balls. He
found that hilarious and started squirting his piss onto my bare chest and
belly, finally even getting some in my mouth.

But then I tackled him, even though he's a lot bigger than me, and we
wrestled on the warm ground, with our piss squirting between us.

We both cracked up laughing until we ran dry and relaxed, with him on top
of me.

That's just how we were. We were so close that either of us could do
anything to or with the other, and we had this trust that made anything and
everything OK.

This cabin is miles back in the woods. When it was in sight, I broke into a
run, I was so excited to finally get there. That's when Kyle blind-sided
me. I went face down on the little patch of grass in front of the shack,
with Kyle's dick crammed into my butt crack.

I could feel his hard, bare dickhead pushing against my virgin boyhole. We
were just young kids and didn't even wonder if what we did together was
gay. We just knew we made each other feel good and didn't care about labels.

Me and Kyle never had gone beyond sucking each other. But we both knew it
was only a matter of time before we went further.

I figured that time was now. His dick was dripping precum, soaking my hole.

Expecting to finally get my boy cherry busted, I lay under Kyle, his bigger
body pushing my chest, belly, dick and balls into the ground. I was ready
to take anything he wanted to do to me. My cherry was about to get shredded
for sure, but not exactly the way I expected.

"What have we got here?" a boy said. His voice came from the cabin. I knew
who it was right away and my hard kid cock shriveled a bit at the thought
of the older boy seeing us.

Jason.

He was about 16, five-foot-something and kinda thin, but he had plenty of
muscle. He was one of the older, rougher boys I mentioned earlier.

"Looks like a couple of faggots getting queer in the woods where they
figured nobody'd see," Jason said.

Another voice emerged from the shack. That voice was Kevin's, and he said
they would have a fun night breaking in the new boys. Kevin and this other
big kid, Mike, came outside. The three of them wore nothing but cut-off
jeans and were so much bigger than me and Kyle, I got a little scared.

But no way was I gonna let them see any fear. Instead, I brought out my
baddest badass side. "What the fuck are you bitches doin here? This is our
place," I said.

Kyle had gotten up on his knees, and I was doing the same, when Jason's
bare foot smashed into my mouth.

"Oh no you didn't," I said, spitting blood and jumping up to lunge at
Jason.

He tried to sidestep, but I was still able to knock him on his butt. He hit
the ground with a whumph. But Kevin and Mike flattened me, then took some
cheap shots, kicking my chest, ribs and belly. At least they weren't
wearing shoes.

I was hurtin, but above me I glimpsed a naked boy with a fearsome look in
his eyes as he seemed to sail over me. Even though it was my best bud Kyle,
I still got a little scared when I saw the fury in his face.

Kevin was the first of the bullies to get pounded down into the ground.
Before Kevin could recover, Kyle knocked Mike on his butt, which seemed to
stun him.

With his chest heaving for breath, Kyle took aim at Jason, whose wind had
started to recover by then, and the three of them ganged up on Kyle.

But Kyle and me are tough and gave the three older, bigger boys lots of
cuts and bruises they'd have to explain later. I don't know how I had time
or consciousness to even notice this, but me and Kyle had a lot of blood on
our chests and bellies – mostly theirs.

But our smaller bodies were just no match for theirs. It seemed like a long
time, but was probably only a few minutes, by the time the three older,
pissed-off boys beat us to the point we couldn't fight back anymore. We
just didn't have any strength left.

The last thing I remember, those barefoot boys kept kicking me and Kyle. I
think we both passed out for a while.

We were in pretty deep shit already, but when we came to, a fourth, older
boy showed up. He was even bigger than the kids we'd been fighting – a lot
bigger.

Matt.

17.

Weightlifter.

About 6'2" and 180 lbs.

This dude was the most feared kid in school. That is, when he was in school.
He got suspended a lot, but couldn't care less.

Kyle and me, we just had to lie on the ground for a while to recover from
those big dudes beating the hell out of us.

I didn't know how crazy these older teens might get. I didn't show it, but
I was really scared for what they might do to Kyle and me. I didn't have to
wait long.

"You boys pissed us off. Nobody hits us, ever. You got that?" Matt said.

I pretty much can't take a bully of any kind. I'd rather get the shit
kicked out of me than give in to one.

"Really? You pussy pansy bitches. You're just wusses if it takes three of
you big cowards to beat up two smaller kids," I said.

Kyle shot me a warning look, but I guess I'd already done the damage.

"Sorry, bro," I shrugged, trying to silently communicate with my bud. I
could see he understood.

Matt ordered the other three to take us inside and tie us up, so we
wouldn't cause any more trouble. Then, he said, they'd start to teach us a
lesson.

Jason was limping as he and the others forced us inside. Turned out he cut
his foot on my braces when he kicked me in the mouth. Good.

Steel-framed double bunks were inside. Jason and Kevin tied my wrists and
ankles spread-eagle to the lower bunk, while Mike and Matt did the same to
Kyle on the upper bunk.

We were both naked and completely at their mercy – or whatever passed for
mercy with them.

"Hey dudes," Matt said. "I think it's time we broke in some of the
equipment. Think these boys are man enough to take it?"

"No way, bro. They'll be crying in no time," Mike said.

"Are you that sure dude? Cause I'm thinking that if they man up enough to
take what we're gonna do to them, they'll earn the right to do anything
they want to us."

I was shocked. But then I figured Matt saw no chance that me and Kyle would
be tough enough to take whatever they were gonna do to us.

"Bring it on bro," Mike said. "No way are they coming out of this wanting
to do anything but beg for mercy."

That's when it began.



Chapter 4

Kyle and me, we couldn't do anything but lie there, waiting for these older
dudes to beat us some more or torture us or god knows what. More like the
devil knows what.

Matt started unpacking the gear they'd brought. With each thing he pulled
out of their duffel, I got more scared, though I wouldn't let it show.

I'd never seen anything like this stuff. It looked like something from an
evil doctor's lab. Matt brought out tubes, wires, batteries, boxes with
switches, big plastic things that I didn't even want to guess what they
were for.

 "You boys showed you got real balls, the way you bloodied my buds. If you
can take what we're gonna do to you now, you'll be one of us. Got it?"

I thought a sec, then asked Kyle, tied in the bunk above, "What do you
think bro, are you up for the challenge?"

"Fuck yes! Let these guys do their worst, then we'll do ours."

"Yeah, bro, that's what I hoped you'd say."

Not that anything we said was gonna make any difference. They were gonna
have their fun and there was nothing we could do about it.

To Matt and his buddies I said, "OK big dudes, do anything you want, but
know that we'll be gunnin for your butts as soon as you're done."

"Deal," Matt agreed. Then he looked hard at Kevin, Mike and Jason. "It's a
deal, right, bros?"

The three hesitated a bit, but then each gave a grudging, "Deal."

The four older dudes stripped. Me and Kyle braced for what we knew was
going to be the biggest test we'd ever faced, but we were determined to
prove we were man enough to take it.

Chapter 5

I expected Matt to pound me some more or shove something up my butt to
start. Nope. Instead, he took one of those tube things and said he was
gonna shove it deep inside my piss slit.

I didn't think that was even possible.

Turns out it was.

My dick was already hard, but it got rock solid when I saw Matt put lube on
that plastic thing. I realized he was really gonna ram that thing into my
skinny, 13-year-old body. Scared as I was, my dick stayed hard. I tried
thinking of math, science, anything – even girls – to try and make it go
down. No way. I was hard and gonna stay that way until something made me go
soft.

Matt had the solution. He grabbed my dick and rammed that lubed plastic
tube right into my peehole.

The pain was amazing. It felt like Matt was cutting my dick open from the
inside. I didn't want them to know how much I hurt, so I stifled my first
cry of pain. But with my next breath, I couldn't help myself and I guess I
gasped or something, because Jason, Kevin and Mike snickered.

None of that mattered to Matt. He just jammed that whole tube into me until
my piss started to squirt out of it.

Chapter 7

When my piss started gushing out the tube – I later learned it was called a
catheter – Matt pulled it out of me.

The boys gave me and Kyle some beer, helping us drink it while we were
still tied spread-eagle. After a while, I started to feel pretty mellow. I
could tell that Kyle did too.

A little while later, they untied us. We got off the bunks and stood naked
facing them. Kyle and me just looked Matt in the eye, refusing to back down.

Matt said we'd better not cause any more trouble and just take what they
were gonna do to us, or we'd both have to go through life without balls.
Even drunk as we were getting, that registered. Kyle and me looked at one
another. We didn't have to say anything aloud. We both knew what the other
was thinking: "He's crazy enough to do it. Take this now and save our balls
to fight another day."

So that's what we did, hard as it might be. And neither of us had any idea
how hard it was gonna be.

But we were Mountain Boys, and no matter what they did to us – even if they
took out a knife and stabbed us in the belly – we were determined to take
it like a man.



Chapter 8

Matt decided that now it was Kyle's turn to get that tube stuck into him
and he shoved it hard and fast into Kyle's dick. The poor kid didn't know
how to take the pain at first. So I tried to talk him through it.

"I'm here, bro. Just try to think about how good you'll feel when you jam
that huge boner deep up inside me, all the way up to my belly button. I got
your back. We're gonna get through this together, dude. Remember – you can
do anything you want to these bitches, soon as they're done doin it to us.

"Besides that, you can always do anything you want to me, bro.* Anything*.
I trust you and I'm ready to take anything you want to do to me, any time.
Even if you tear up this skinny kid's body, I'll be one happy dude, proud
that I took it like a man – no, like a Mountain Boy -- for my bro."



Chapter 9

I was real proud of Kyle. He cowboyed up and took that torture like a stud.

Because they'd been giving us beer, we both had an urgent need to pee.

This is when it all got super-freaky. Matt made me and Kyle lie next to
each other on the lower bunk. Then he had his buds tie us down again. After
they bound my left ankle to the steel bedframe, and Kyle's right ankle to
the other side, they tied together our feet that were side by side in the
middle of the bunk.

I don't know why, but when my foot was attached to Kyle's, my dick got even
harder and my precum started to flow an almost steady stream, soaking my
little patch of hair and filling up my bellybutton.

Then they tied our wrists the same way. We were spread-eagle again, but
this time next to each other.

Matt then attached another piece of tubing to the part that was sticking
out of Kyle's dick. Next, to the amazement of the rest of us, including his
buds, Matt put the other end of the tubing in my mouth and used duct tape
to keep it there.

Then Matt pushed the tube all the way into Kyle, and pretty soon I had my
bud's pee spraying into my mouth – and neither of us could do anything
about it.

I shouldn't have been surprised – but I was – when Matt hooked up another
length of tubing and stabbed it like a dagger inside my pisshole. Then he
taped the other end in Kyle's mouth. Matt grabbed hold of the tubing that
was already partly in me, and punched it all the way up into my belly,
which was startin to bulge with all that beer in me, draining my piss into
my poor bro.

I didn't mind taking Kyle's piss and having to swallow it, but I didn't
want him forced to drink mine.



Chapter 9



The fun -- at least for the big dudes -- was far from over.

I don't know how much time passed, but Kyle and me both soon had a belly
full of each other's piss. The big kids had pulled the tubes out of me and
Kyle a while ago, so we were both ready to burst.

Matt said the next stage of our torture/initiation was about to start.
Jason, Mike and Kevin grinned in anticipation, but not for long.

"OK dudes. Now we're gonna play a game called `Pass the Piss'," Matt
announced. "Tyler, you got a belly full of your bud's pee. Kyle, you got a
belly full of Tyler's, but we're gonna start by passing the piss that you,
Kyle, squirted into your buddy's mouth, and he drank. Tyler's bladder is
filled with that piss. Both of your bodies have processed this liquid,
which now is a combination of both your piss and his.

"Tyler, the good news is that you're gonna get some relief, at least for
now. And the rest of you dudes, the bad news is that the mixture of Kyle's
and Tyler's piss is gonna be pumped into each of our bellies, in turn. I'm
gonna go first to show y'all how to take it like a man"

"Dude, if you can take it, then so can we," Kevin bragged. "I just want to
have my chance to fuck the little dudes before this is over."

"Me too," Mike added.

Jason chimed in, "I'll take anything anybody wants to do to my body, so
long as I get to ram my hard cock inside those boys' butts. I'm gonna hurt
`em. I'm gonna make their holes bleed for days. They'll never be able to
take a normal shit again, their holes will be so ripped open."

"That's cool man, and I want to see you shred these boys' holes," Matt
said. "Just remember: When you're ripping their butts, if they can man up,
I'm gonna make sure we all stick to the deal," Matt said.



Chapter 10



Now it was about to happen. I felt lucky because I was gonna get to empty
my belly of all this piss. But I felt sorry for Kyle, because – the way
Matt explained it -- my bladder full of piss was gonna eventually wind up
back  in Kyle, after being inside all the other boys.

First, Matt had his buds and Kyle piss into what then became the pee pail.
Matt did the same alongside the other boys. They all had to empty
themselves so they'd be able to hold the piss that was already inside me.
By the time they finished, that plastic bucket must have had more than a
gallon of teen boy piss in it.

Then Matt took the tube that had been inside me and Kyle, put more lube on
it, and told Jason to shove it into Matt's piss-slit all the way up into
his belly.

Jason's mouth could have taken even Matt's monster dick, his jaw dropped so
far. But Jason saw the look on Matt's face, and did as he was told.

          Because they'd all just peed in the pail, Matt's belly was
already pretty empty and only a little piss came out, but it was enough to
fill the tube. I don't know if it was air pressure or what, but the tube
stayed full of Matt's piss, and there was no air in the catheter. Matt told
Jason to lube the other end of the tube, and then ram it into my much
smaller body, all the way up into my belly, while the other end of the tube
was still in Matt.

Jason obviously relished his job, and made sure the penetration of my dick
hole was as rough and painful as he could make it.

"Easy bro. Remember, this is gonna happen to you next," Matt reminded Jason.

          The pain was even worse than the first time, when I lost my boy
piss-slit cherry. (A few hours ago, I would have wondered what the fuck is
a boy's piss-slit cherry?)

Anyway, I was not gonna let that fucking Jason see the agony he put me
through. I forced a grin as I looked into the kid's eyes. He betrayed some
surprise when I was able to taunt him with that big smile, and my grin
became more genuine. I just kept telling myself that I'd be able to do this
– or anything else I might dream up – to Jason and the others.

I'd had to hide my pain so much today that I wondered if maybe l'd have
done OK as a Spartan boy. But I was getting worn down to the point that
only the thought of payback kept me as tough as Mountain Boys were expected
to be.



Chapter 11



          As soon as Jason pushed the tube far enough into me that it
entered my bladder, the piss started to gush out of me and into Matt. Our
eyes locked through the whole exchange of piss from my belly to his.

The dude never even flinched as he felt the into him. I had a lot of
pressure built up, and in addition to that, I pushed for all I was worth to
get as much piss out of me as I could.

When Matt figured he had all I could give him, he told Jason to rip the
tube out of both of us. He did.

That hurt so much I think I blacked out for a while. Then, true to his
word, Matt told Jason to get ready for Kyle's piss, because Matt was fixin
to force as much of it as he could into the smaller dude's belly.

I gotta give Jason credit. He knew what Matt what was about to do to him,
but he didn't even try to shy away. I could hardly believe it when Matt
told *me* to put more lube on both ends of the tube that had just been
linking our dicks.

Then he ordered me to push that tube up into Jason. I tried to stretch his
piss chute – jamming the tube from one side to the other, rotating as much
as I could as I impaled him, same way he'd just done to me. Jason got kinda
pale at first, but then he manned up and told the other boys he could take
it.

Matt told me to jam the other end of the tube into his – Matt's -- peehole.
I did. Matt got a funny look on his face as I shoved that tube all the way
up into his belly. I had the feeling that he was really hurting, but if so,
he hid it well.

Jason's eyes got wider as he felt the piss rushing from Matt's body into
his. Just as I had done, Matt pushed and strained to get every drop inside
the other kid. When he feared that it might backflow, Matt ordered me to
tear the tube out of his and Jason's connected cocks.

As I yanked the tube out of Jason, the boy passed out from the pain, but
his belly was full of Kyle's piss.

After a couple of minutes, Matt dipped his hand into the pee pail and
dripped boy pee onto Jason's face to bring him around.

Now it was Mike's turn. Since Matt had already had Kyle's (and my) piss
inside him, he again took total control. He told Mike to piss as much as he
could in the pail to get ready to take the most pee possible up inside him.
Jason had a full cargo of teen boy up inside his belly.

Meanwhile, Matt added more lube to the catheter. When Mike finished peeing,
he went over to face Jason, put his hands behind his head, pushed out his
chest, sucked in his gut and offered up his body for Matt to plunge that
tube into him.

Mike and Jason faced each other, their hard cocks less than an inch apart.
Each boy looked the other in the eye – like boxers before a match – before
each rubbed his precum-dripping piss-hole into his bud's. They actually
pushed their holes together so hard that each got one side of his piss slit
into the other boy's hole. They were sharing their precum, which was making
a puddle between them.

Mike obviously wanted to show all of us that he was tough enough to take
the piss that had been inside his buds, along with the plastic tube that
was gonna impale him to deliver it.

Once again, Matt had me reapply lube to the catheter. Since Mike was gonna
be the one taking the piss this time, Matt told me to plunge the tube into
Mike first. When it was all the way in, Matt made me ram the other end into
Jason.

When I forced the tube up into Jason, releasing his flood, Mike got a
surprised look on his face. I thought the kid's knees were gonna buckle,
but Mike somehow managed to concentrate on enduring this, rather than be
shamed.

Kevin's belly was the next destination for what was originally Kyle's piss.
Using the same process, Kevin soon had a belly full of other kids' pee.

Only one boy remained to go through this. And he was the second-youngest
kid of all. I shook as I envisioned what was about to be done to my bro,
Kyle.

Matt said he'd take over for the last "passing of the piss." I didn't know
if he was trying to spare me from having to do this to my best bud, or if
he just figured I'd be only half-hearted in following his orders.

Either way, I was relieved for me, but even more scared for my bro.

Matt seemed to want to get this last stage finished. I was grateful,
figuring that Kyle and me had shown so much toughness that he was willing
to make this as easy as he could for Kyle.

Nope.

Matt did seem to hurry through the last stage of this so-called game. He
quickly had Kevin's and Kyle's dicks -- and bellies -- connected by the
tube.

Kyle took it like a stud as his own pee – diluted by that of all the other
boys -- was forced back into his belly, where it had come from in the first
place. Next, Matt made Kyle piss all that pee into a bottle, then forced
the rest of us – along with him – to takes swigs until the bottle was
drained.

Matt said we had all taken every ordeal with honor and deserved a break.

"A *break*?" I said.

Matt just grinned and pointed to the other devices he'd pulled out of their
duffle when all this started.

Even Matt's buds started to shake. I think we'd all forgotten the other
toys in that bag. Obviously Matt remembered. Since they'd had no way of
knowing Kyle and me might be there, Matt planned all along to use those
things on themselves.

"A break? Sure, little dude. You didn't think one little game was all you
had to do to get in with us, did you?"

"Bro ...," Mike started to say. He had his hands in front of himself,  palms-out,
and was starting to back-pedal, until he found his back against the bunks.

Matt had a small smile as he told Mike, "Don't tell me *you* thought this
was all we were gonna do."



Chapter 12



"Hold up, bro," Kevin said. "Part of the deal of what we just went through
was we get to fuck these kids. I want *that* part of the deal enforced now,
before we do that other shit."

"I know, right?" Mike added.

"Me too," Jason said.

"OK dudes, we can do it that way if you want," Matt said. "I mean, we all
gotta get our rocks off as many times as possible during this initiation,
right?"

"Damn straight dude," Kevin said, with Mike and Jason backing him up.

"So, we gotta figure out how we're gonna do this," Matt said. "Either of
you boys ever fucked, or been fucked?" Matt asked Kyle and me. We admitted
that we hadn't.

"That's good," he said. "You get points for honesty.

"Here's what we'll do," Matt decided. "We don't all four of us fuck each
one of them now, or they'll be too torn up to stay conscious for the rest
of the stuff we're gonna do tonight."

Matt thought a few seconds, then said, "The way we decide – and I'll hold
off fucking them for now – is the one of the three of you who can take the
most of my fingers up his butt -- he gets first choice on which boy cherry
he's gonna shred – Tyler's or Kyle's. Dude in second place gets to break in
the other boy's hole."

"What about the third one of us in the contest?" Mike asked. "What does he
win?"

"He gets to take my cock to shred *his* hole," Matt said.

The three who were about to get finger-fucked exchanged glances. Then they
looked at Kyle and me.

"Deal," they said, almost in sync.

I wondered how they could possibly hate us so much that they'd go through
anything to hurt Kyle and me. Why? We'd always avoided these older dudes,
though in a little town like this, that could be hard to do. They didn't
just want to hurt us, they wanted to damage our smaller – and in my case,
much-smaller – bodies, and, as Jason said, to wound us and make us bleed
for days. Then I remembered some of the other shit people did to each other
all over the world, and this seemed to be just more of the same, though
hopefully not as bad.

Matt seemed impatient to get on with the rest of the initiation -- or
torture, depending on how you looked at it -- and ordered Kevin to bend
over and brace himself against the bed. I think Matt picked him first
because he was the kid who led this challenge to Matt's leadership.

Meanwhile, me and Kyle were just like, "What the fuck?" They acted like we
weren't even there. We were nothing but sex slaves. I think we both
wondered if Matt would really accept us into the older-teen group, no
matter how brave we were while taking the cruelest acts they inflicted on
us.

Kevin dared a quick look behind him and watched as Matt put lube on his
fingers.

"Y'all can obviously take one finger – we do every fall for the sports
physical," Matt said. "So we're gonna start with two fingers, and I'm not
gonna go easy on you."

When Matt rubbed the lube on Kevin's hole, the kid flinched and braced
himself harder against the steel frame. Good move. Matt jammed two fingers
into the teen, who yelped at the intrusion.

"You're each gonna get only one chance at taking the finger challenge. I'll
shove in more fingers – from the other hand, if I have to – until you say
stop. So y'all try to figure out how many fingers you think you need to
take to outlast your buds.

"Just remember, the prize the third-place dude is gonna get will be epic,
because I haven't cum yet today."



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With no other warning, Matt shoved a third finger into Kevin, whose knees
started to give out when he felt the pain. The kid rallied and stayed bent
over, ready to take number four. But Matt used the fingers he already had
inside to give a vicious massage to the kid's prostate.

Kevin gasped and his dick got hard as steel. It was bouncing up and down
with his heartbeat.

"Want number four?" Matt asked.

"No, man, that's enough," Kevin groaned.

"OK, if that's all you can handle, you better hope Mike and Jason can't
take four."

"No, dude, that's enough. Please."

Matt relented and yanked his fingers out.

Kevin fell to his knees and stayed on the floor a while, until he was able
to get up on the bunk. Not one of his buds helped him get back on his feet.
Once on the bed, he just lay there, his chest heaving for air.

Matt paid no further attention to Kevin. "Mike! Get in position."

The smaller dude hurried to do so.

Matt told him, "We're wastin time. Do you want to go for four, or settle
for a tie, if you can even take three?"

Again, the boy showed his toughness and said, "Four will give me the lead.
Jam four in me. Now."

"Whatever you say, dude." Matt lubed four fingers, formed them into a sort
of spear, and punched them inside so far that only his thumb was still
outside Mike's hole.

The teen didn't say a word. He teetered a few seconds, then fell forward on
the mattress. Mike showed no sign of life, except for his chest drawing
air. Matt kept his four fingers inside the kid a bit, maybe to make sure
Mike got credit for four and taking it like a man, even as he lost
consciousness.

Matt and Kevin dragged the kid all the way onto the mattress so he'd be out
of the way.

"Jason! Get your ass bent over here," Matt commanded.

The kid got in position, with Mike's limp body lying before him on the bunk.

"Here's your choices: Take four like Mike did – though we'll get him off
the bunk first, for when you need it, but that will mean a tie-breaker. Or,
take three and settle for a tie with Kevin, which means a tie-breaker for
second place.

"But you can win outright if you can take my whole hand in your butt."

"Dude, you know I'm always up for a challenge. Y'all are free to slug me in
the gut as much as you want, if you doubt I can take it, but there's no way
I'm gonna take a punch up *inside* my belly."

"That's cool, bro. So you want three or four?" Matt asked.

"Dude, I'll take three and try my chances in a tie-breaker with Kevin.

"K, here it comes."

Matt rammed three fingers up inside the kid, who gritted his teeth, tensed
his whole body and even leaked some pee. But he didn't give in.

When all Matt's buds had recovered, at least to reasonable consciousness,
Matt said the second-place winner would be decided with a simple game of
rock/scissors/paper.

Matt told Jason and Kevin to put their hands out on count of three.
"One, two, three!"

Kevin held out his hand with the sign for scissors as Jason extended his
clenched fist, meaning rock.

"Rock breaks scissors, Jason wins," Matt said. "Kevin, your ass is mine.

"OK Mike, which of these boys' cherries do you want to bust -- Kyle's or
Tyler's?"

"That's easy," Mike *said*. "My rock-hard cock is gonna shred Tyler."



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Kyle and me knew we couldn't get free, no matter how we tried. We were just
way outnumbered, out-weighed and up against four older teens, including the
scariest kid we knew.

The four older boys seemed finally to notice us again. They were lookin me
over like I was the last hole on earth.

But we were Mountain Boys, same as them. Just a while ago, I thought my
best bud was gonna take my boy cherry, after Kyle tackled me in front of
the shack. Now this big bully was claimin my hole was his to break in.

They didn't talk to us about it; they just decided among themselves which
one was gonna steal this from Kyle and me. We couldn't get free of them,
but that didn't mean we weren't gonna fight trying.

"How you want to do this bro?" Matt asked Mike.

"Missionary, so I can look in his eyes when I stab my cock up inside his
tight hole."

"You want us to wait outside?"

"Fuck no, dude. I want y'all to see how I mess this kid up."

"Cool, bro. We want to see that too."

Mike actually talked to me: "Tyler! Get on your back on the bed. I'm gonna
rip you wide open with my cock."

Kyle and me had already had one of our silent exchanges. "Shove your cock
up your own butt, bitch," I said.

When Mike's jaw dropped, Kyle asked him, "What are you doin, pussy? Trappin
flies or just hopin somebody'll shove a cock in your mouth?"

I literally fell on the floor laughing.

Mike was stunned. He looked at his buds, either wondering if he'd been set
up, or looking for backup.

The other boys just busted up laughing, too. "This is your gig, bro. Aren't
you man enough to take what's yours?" Matt asked.

"Shit yeah I am!" Mike said. Then he came at me.

He didn't get far. Kyle jumped up even faster'n me. I was right behind him
when he tackled that prick. Mike's head hit the floor. Fail! He didn't even
try to get up.

Matt was still laughing when he told the other two to stay out of this.
"The small dudes manned up," he said. "Now we're gonna take a long walk
while these little bros take care of their business."

Kyle and me both were both blown away. Did Matt just call us bros?

Yup.

Matt picked up Mike and put him over his shoulder, and he and the others
walked out, Jason still limping.



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"Whoah! What just happened, dude?"

"I guess we cowboyed up," Kyle said.

"Think they're coming back?"

"Well, they're naked and their clothes are here, so I expect so."

"Dang, bro. What do we do now?"

"What do you wanna do?"

I only had to think a sec or two. "Fuck?"

"Hoped you'd say that, bro. You ready?"

"Fuck yes! 'Bout time! So how do we do this?"

"Well, I'd like to bust your cherry, then you take mine."

"Cool, bro. Let's do it! How do we start?"

"I'm thinkin I'd like to do what Mike said – fuck you missionary, so I can
look you in the eye while -- I hope -- I make you feel as good as I can."

"Yes!"

It was hot in the shack, but I started shivering. I lay down on the bunk as
far up toward the pillow as I could get to give Kyle as much room as
possible in the tight quarters.

He got on the bunk and just lay his bigger body on mine for a while, with
our bare chests, bellies, dicks and balls rubbing together.  Our nipples
were hard and poking each other's chest. Then he got up on his knees. He
grabbed my steel dick and pressed his piss slit into mine. We were putting
out precum like crazy and shared it with each other, both of us happy to
give it and get it.

Then he scooched up and put my hard little nipple inside the opening of his
dick. I gasped. I'd never imagined anything so hot as my nub being forced
into his slit.

Kyle scooched back down, then put the tip of one of his hard nipples into
my peehole. Of course he could only get a fraction of an inch inside, but
I'd never been so hot.

He got back on his knees and asked, "I forgot – what do we use for lube?"

"There should be some of that stuff Matt was using. But all I want is our
precum and your cock deep up in me."

Kyle looked like he was dizzy, but he just drew in a sharp breath and
rubbed our precum over his cock, then my hole. I raised my legs so my feet
were over my head.

He rubbed his slippery fingers over my boyhole, then slowly pushed one into
me. It was the first time anybody but me had put anything in my butt. I
couldn't believe how much better it felt than the things I'd pushed into
me, imagining they were Kyle's dick.

"Oh bro, I think I'm gonna pass out, this is so hot!" I said.

He looked scared and pulled his finger out.

"Dude, no! Even if I do black out, I want you to keep goin, so when I come
to I'll feel you inside me"

"You sure?"

"Fuck yes! Better yet, fuck me right now, bro! I want you in me so we'll be
as close as two dudes can get."

"Oh Ty, you got it. That's what I want too. But then I want to feel you in
me."

"Deal. Just fuck me. And I really want you to do it as hard and rough as
you can. Do me the way Mike wanted to."

"I don't know if I can do that. Mike doesn't care about you, but I do."

"Then I want you to show me how much you care by bustin my cherry hard and
nasty and makin this as intense as you can."

"OK Ty, I'll do my best."

We'd talked enough, and now it was time. I'd been waiting and wanting this
for a long time.

Kyle gathered up more of our precum and put it on his dick and my hole.
Then he put his cock in position, dripping even more precum on the entrance
to my body. I felt the head of his boy cock pushing against me. He looked
me in the eye as he entered me, and I wasn't a virgin anymore.

I thought it would hurt, but it didn't. I guess I wanted it so bad that my
body just welcomed his inside mine. He started pushing in and out, staring
into my eyes.

"Bro, I want you to fuck me like you mean it. I'm a Mountain Boy – I can
take it, and I want to."

"Dude, if that's what you really want, I'll be happy to give it to you."

His dick was already deep inside me, and I yelled, "That's what I want!
Please, just fuck me as crazy hard as you can. I wanna feel your dick so
far up in me that you make my inny belly button into an outy!"

I finally got what I wanted. The feel of his dick in me was way beyond
anything I'd ever imagined. Knowing that what I was feeling was my best bud
deep inside my body made me feel closer to somebody than I ever knew was
possible. Were we joined in ways more than just physical.

Kyle started pushing harder and deeper, rotating his dick in my hole to
break it in. He got almost brutal with his thrusts. He seemed to turn into
a stallion intent on nothing but pumping his cum as far into me as it could
go. His face and chest were sweaty. Some of that perspiration dripped on
me. I stretched up and licked some from his chest.

With him plowing into me and his sweat drenching my own chest, I just lost
it, this was so hot. The feeling in my gut was like all my senses were
overloading and I was blowing fuses left and right.

I'm not sure how conscious I was, but I cummed all over both of us, making
each contact between our bellies and chests even more slippery.

That was more than Kyle could stand and he started spewing an epic load
into me. I could feel some of it leak out of me while he was still jabbing
as far in as he could.

Eventually, he just collapsed on top of me, his cock hard as ever and
jammed way into me. I wrapped my legs around his back and tried to keep us
joined as long as possible. But we were so exhausted that we had to relax.
I lowered my legs and Kyle just rested his soaked body on mine, his dick
still partially inside me.

We just blissed out for a while. Kyle eventually slipped out of me, though
his dick was still hard. After lying there I don't know how long, we got
our breath back.

"My turn," Kyle grinned at me.



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I  needed a little more time to get my strength back and recharge my balls,
so we lay there a while longer, just enjoying the feeling of our  bodies
rubbing together.

Finally I said, "How do you want it?"

"Just the way you wanted it – hard, rough and intense. But I want you to
start off that way, and just ram your dick all the way into me on your
first thrust."

"Dude, you so got it!"

We switched places and I got in position. We both had lots of juices
leftover, and I used them to lube the outside of his hole and my dick.

Then, wham!

I went balls deep from the start and never let up. I knew how I wanted him
to shred my cherry, so I was determined to do the same for him and make
this as intense as my smaller body could manage.

"Yessss!" Kyle strained all his muscles, takin it like a man from the start.

I was like a piston. Soon I was drenched in more sweat. It leaked down my
body and made our junction even wetter.

I was glad I cummed already, cause I could make this last longer. Even so,
my young nuts refilled quickly and I could only pound Kyle for maybe 15
minutes or so before I felt the tide rising deep in my body.

"Get ready bro, I'm about to explode inside your cute belly."

Kyle sucked in his gut as far as he could and strained to clamp his hole
tight around my dick.

That did it. I had the most intense cum of my young life. It felt like my
insides had turned to jelly and I was pumping my guts into Kyle. He cummed
again without even touching himself. I seemed to cum for a long while, but
I guess I was so blissed out that time became warped or something, cause I
couldn't have cummed into him more than a minute or two.

Finally the contractions eased and I collapsed on top of my bro. We
couldn't have been any wetter if we'd been walking through a carwash.

We both jerked our heads toward the door at the same time, as we heard all
four big kids clapping. We'd been so into it that we hadn't even noticed
they'd come back inside.

"I think I've seen enough. You kids proved you're as tough as Mountain Boys
are supposed to be. Welcome to the club. Right boys?" Matt said to the
other big kids.

"Damn straight," Mike said. "Welcome, little bros."

Kevin and Jason were just as enthusiastic. It was hard to believe these
were the same boys who threatened to rip Kyle and me wide open with their
cocks.

But it was true – Matt and his buds were accepting us into their posse.

"I guess we'll have to forget about gunnin for your butts," I said.

"Nope. Our butts, balls and anything else you want are fair game. You
earned it. We're Mountain Boys – we can take it and we're ready to prove
it," Matt said.

"We'll collect on that sometime," I said. "But don't expect us to do to
other kids what you just did to us."

"Right," Kyle added. "We're not bullies and we're not gonna hang with dudes
who are."

.

"Fair enough," Matt said. "Come on guys, we'll continue our fun someplace
else. This is their place and they're tough enough to keep it."

I just lay down on Kyle, our slippery bodies rubbing together.

After the others had collected their stuff and left, I looked at Kyle,
silently asking, "You ready to do me again?"

He just grinned and didn't have to say a word.

***