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(M+/m, ped, nc, rp, mast, oral, anal, ws, drugs, orgy) *** My buddy Chris and I were working on the ass of a fourteen year old boy named Peter that we had been playing around with. Peter is a quite smart cutie from a very dysfunctional home. So he had been coming over most days during the last few weeks of summer and all day on weekends. We had taught him how to suck dick and take cock up the ass. We would often fuck his ass and mouth at the same time and then switch places. The bottom line is, Chris and I were trying to see how much of a dirty little fuck-pig we could turn Peter into before school started for the fall. Chris is a nineteen year old stud whom I met hustling and was willing to model for porno photos and movies. Turns out he has the same twisted sense of what should be done with teenage boys that I do, and so I hired him as a new assistant. You'll be seeing more of him in the future. "Come on Peter, baby, just relax and lift your leg. We want to try to get nine inches of dildo up you today." We were in bed naked, all three of us, and I was holding Peter on top of me, my swollen leaking dick rubbing on his belly. I was kissing his head and ears, as he moaned in pain. Chris was working on the boy's small perfectly globed ass. He was working a thick nine inch dildo up into the boy's cunt. "Ugh! I... I don't think I can take it. It hurts too much!" Peter groaned and half cried. He looked so sweet and pretty when he was in pain. "I know it hurts bad baby, just hold on to me. I am here to help you." I kissed him and he hugged me tighter as Chris moved his legs further apart to get easier access to the asshole. As you know, there is a difference between getting fucked by dick and getting stuffed with dildo. Both Chris and I had been fucking Peter every day for three weeks, but his sphincter still resisted the nine inch wrist thick dildo. "Peter, you took seven inches of dildo so nicely on Wednesday. Remember how it almost slid right in?" That was a lie. We worked for almost an hour to get his tiny ass to take seven inches. "You were such a good boy, and impressed us so much. Now this is only two inches longer and a little thicker... so come on. Make us proud of you." Did we have any idea what we were doing to this boy? Of the permanent damage we were inflicting? Of course we did. That was the whole idea. Cute boys like this from broken homes, are just asking to be molested, raped, broken and trained. I kissed him and licked his cute face as he threw his head in pain. "I am so proud of you Peter," I said, and I nibbled an earlobe. "Oh, God, oh God, it hurts so much. I can't stand it!" "We got eight in. One more I inch, Kid!" Chris shouted in triumph. For fourteen, he was not what I would call a big kid, average. Judge for yourself form the photos. So that meant we had the dildo way up in his guts by now. "Do... you have to do this? Oh God... do you have to?" he asked so sweetly, hardly able to get the words out for the pain. "Sure we do, honey. You know school starts in a week, and we want you to be able to wear a nice big butt plug to school all day so you think about us when you are in those boring classes. We want to know that you are thinking about us and fucking all day." How nice, huh, for two older guys to take a kid's interests so to heart? "I do. I do now. You know all I do is think about being with you and sex. I don't think about nothing but sex twenty-four-seven. It's all I think about, but this hurts so fucking much..." He was crying pretty hard now because Chris was starting to twist the dildo around in the boy's tiny asshole. "I know it hurts, baby, but I am here for you. Just hug me. I wrapped my arms tighter around him so he couldn't wiggle so much and Chris could work more dildo up the fourteen year old ass-cunt. I know that poor young Peter had nothing but sex on his mind ever since meeting us three weeks ago. For several reasons! We'd been feeding him three Viagra a day, and masturbating him constantly without letting him cum. It would get so bad, his body would shake and tremble and his chest would heave, sending his small pointed boy tits up into the air as he arched his back. He would sob and beg us to let him cum. We told him if he didn't learn how to control his cums we couldn't see him anymore. The first few days, he had lost it of course and sprayed us with boy seed. We told him because of this he had to be punished with a belt to the ass and the ball sack. Even then, he trusted us completely. I guess, he just needed someone to love. We gave him all the love he could handle. We both have eight inch dicks. We started to put cum into all his food. We collected jars filled with cum from our buddies and would pour it on his salads and burgers and sandwiches. I wanted him to constantly have the taste of cock and cum in his mouth. I had already informed him that for school we were going to give him sandwiches covered with cum, and nice thermos of our piss to drink every day. He hated the taste of piss. I explained kindly to him that from the very fist time he sucked our cocks, he had tasted some piss, as there is always a piss residue on an unwashed dick. I also explained the health benefits of drinking piss to him. He did it because he needed our love, but he didn't enjoy it. His drunk of a mom, didn't know where he was most of the time, so we had our hands and dicks on him most of the time. With two guys working on a boy, you can pretty much keep him in extreme heat twenty four hours a day. He didn't even get much sleep because we kept masturbating him almost to climax, until he was sobbing and begging to be allowed to shoot. Then, we would let him lick our balls and assholes as a reward. We would gently feed him dick as we watched TV at night. He would lie bare assed on the couch between us and go from cock to cock, licking and sucking. If he lifted his head to see what was on TV, or to take a break, I would gently force his face back into one of our crotches saying, "Come on baby...keep licking." He would complain that his mouth and tongue got so tired, and indeed his lips were often a bit swollen from dick sucking. But he looked even cuter that way. I told him he just had to exercise his suck hole more, his tongue and lips would gain strength the more he practiced. I had not yet introduced his ass and mouth to any of my buddies. Of course we would in time. I had shared with them all the bare assed obscene photos we had taken of him. Who doesn't enjoy naked photos of a shy fourteen year old? And once so far, I'd had him serve drinks at a party I had. I dressed him in a tiny posing pouch of silk, so his beautiful teenage prick and balls could be seen through the material and his bare ass was on display. He was so embarrassed, about being bare assed... it was tons of fun. I allowed my friends to fondle him, but not remove his pouch. Of course with the Viagra in his system, he threw a teenage boner and leaked into the silk of the pouch. He started to cry, and all my buddies thought it was so fucking cute and hot. I kissed him and told him he was doing just fine. Just like he was doing fine taking the nine inch dildo up his ass. "We want you to be able to wear a nice big butt plug to school. That way you will feel us up inside of you all day and it will remind you of how much we love you and want to take care of you." I tongue kissed him, filling his young mouth with as much spit as I could, while Chris worked the dildo in and out of the loosening ass, finally getting all nine inches in. "Jesus Fuck Peter, I am proud of you." We made him stand up with the dildo up his ass. He had to kind of bend over a bit, it was way the hell up his guts. His hole was stretched obscenely. "Stand straighter, Peter... come on, stand at attention, titties out, like I taught you. He tried to stand straight, tears running down his cheeks. Gut wrenching pain shot through him. Chris and I held his arms for support. "Stand straight. Now try to walk a little with the dildo up your cunt. Don't let it out." He took two steps and collapsed, wracked with pain, saying he couldn't take any more. "Peter, you want us to be proud of you, don't you? We give you so much. Don't you want us to be proud of our teenage boy? Come on now, give it another try." The dildo was creeping out, so Chris got some strong electrical tape and we taped it up the kid's hole. We finally got him standing straight. Sweat mixed with tears and poured down his face onto his chest. "You are doing so well, Peter. Now just try to jog a little. Just run in place a little bit." You should have heard his screams fill the house as he tried to run in place with nine inches of rubber dick up his pretty little ass. Finally, with the dildo still up his ass-cunt, I picked the little beauty up in my arms and carried him to the bed, and knelt next to his face and fed him my dick. He slurped on it like a baby at his bottle. "Yeah, yeah, that's what baby wants, isn't it? Baby needs his dick! You know we don't ever mean to hurt you, baby, but once school starts, we can't be with you as much any more. All those long days at school, without your mouth and ass on our dicks. We gotta make sure, that you don't forget us for even one hour." He shook his pretty head. "I wonth thorgeth you..." he tried to say with his mouth full of dick. "I know baby..." I grabbed his ears and forced my fucker balls deep into his throat. We had plans so he couldn't forget us. One of us would drive him to school. He would be naked in the car and masturbating all the way to school without cumming. A cock cage would be locked on his dick and balls before he left the car. The butt plug would be tightly strapped up his ass. Tiny tight clamps would be fastened to each nipple. As soon as school finished for the day and he got in our car, he would be stripped and masturbated to leaking but not cumming once again. Then home for an afternoon and evening of constant sex. I was working on getting permission from his druggie, drunk mom to let him stay at our house as it was so much closer to school, and she was gone over night so much anyway. Ha. She didn't give a fuck about him anyway. Chris and I wanted, needed him to be able to stay overnight every night so that we and all of our buddies could fuck his little ass raw. My goal is eventually to have Peter sucking fifteen to twenty dicks a day and get fucked ten to twelve times a night. I also want him to be in constant sexual agony. I want him in extreme pain all the time. I want to kiss and lick away his tears while forcing even more trauma upon him. Now as he sucked contentedly on my leaking prick head, and inhaled the smell of my ball-sack. I whispered to him. "You did so well today with nine inches, Peter, I am so fucking proud of you and love you so much. I know tomorrow you will be able to take ten inches with no problem." In a drawer that would not be opened for some weeks yet, we had a fifteen inch dildo we fully intended to use. A teacher of mine always used to say..." A boy should be able to take a dildo that is one inch longer than his age!" Of course most of my plans for Peter are long rage, and I believe in moving slowly. The boy's agony is greater that way, and it is more fun for all. Chris removed the dildo, much to Peter's relief. We put it on the nightstand for Peter to lick clean later. Chris needed to shove his drooling eight inch prick up the boy's well opened ass. Another lovely day with Peter. To be continued... ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 47