MY BIRTHDAY SPANKING

BY ABUSEDASBOY11

I Hope people enjoy and I hope this encourages people to wright
more Boy victim stories.

I had just turned 11. It had been a great week, made even better
by the fact that my parents were going to my elderly
grandmother's for the weekend. And they finally felt I was old
enough to stay home alone for a night, especially since they knew
it was insanely boring at gram's and I also saw they were trying
to be nice to me given my birthday had just passed. It's not like
they had much to worry about. We lived in a guarded community and
it was a fairly upscale neighborhood. I couldn't recall any
accounts of crime in our neighborhood.

I wished them well Saturday morning as their call pulled out of
the driveway and immediately ran inside to call my friends.
Within the hour, my house was full of a gaggle of 10-12yr old
boys. We passed the time away playing video games on the new XBOX
360 that my parent's had gotten me. The day just wore on and it
was night before anyone knew it. The room was littered with empty
pizza boxes and half-drunk sodas. What had once been nearly my
entire youth baseball team was now down to just me and my best
friend Jeremy. He was a year younger then me but actually taller
then me. We had been friends even before baseball as we had gone
to the same private school since 4 years old. He was basically my
brother and it was a fortunate circumstance that his parents were
also out of town and he was in the control of his older brother.
It only took a brief call to his brother to get permission for
him to stay over for the night. We both knew his brother thought
my parents were home but since he never asked directly, neither
of us really thought it was a lie.

We passed the remainder of the night away by watching 'The
Exorcism of Emily Rose' on DVD and kept trying to freak the other
out. But I should probably note that neither of us was brave
enough to watch the movie in the dark. I think every light in the
house was on. Around 1AM, we were both struggling to keep awake
and so we turned off most of the lights and headed up to my
bedroom.

As Jeremy and I had grown up together and been toddlers running
around naked together, I wasn't modest or ashamed around him and
so I quickly shucked off my pants and t-shirt, wearing only my
white briefs. As I started to reach for my Pajamas, I suddenly
realized that Jeremy hadn't moved.

"What's wrong Jeremy?" I asked curiously.

Jeremy wiped away the blade of blond hair that covered his eyes
and smiled sheepishly, "I didn't know I was staying and I didn't
bring any clothes over."

"Oh!... Well we cannot call your brother for some. If he brings
them over he might want to speak to my mom." My voice squeaked as
I said 'Mom' but that had been happening frequently as of late.

Jeremy nodded, obviously having thought of that already.

I thought for a brief moment and came up with a solution. "Well,
none of my clothes will fit you." Jeremy wasn't only taller then
me at 4' 9", he had a lot more bulk, though not fat by any
definition. He was just broader and would obviously be
uncomfortable in my tight clothing. I blurted out my solution
with a shrug of my shoulders, "You can just sleep in your
underwear. I'll do the same."

I just tossed my pajama bottoms back onto my dresser as he
stripped down to his tight white underwear as well. I couldn't
help watching as he stripped off his clothes. I was envious of
his body and a little annoyed because he was younger then me but
appeared older. I was pretty scrawny and had not developed much
muscle despite playing a lot of sports. Even the bulge in his
underwear was bigger then mine. I looked down at my waist with a
wry expression.

Jeremy must have noticed as he quickly spoke up, mimicking my
words from earlier, "What's wrong?"

My head shot up feeling suddenly embarrassed, "Nothing!" Even to
my ears, it wasn't believable.

"Yes there is… what is it?" Jeremy pressed.

I sighed. "Your just bigger then me," I shrugged and continued,
"You are nearly a year younger then me yet I seem like the little
boy next to you." As I said this, I was looking at his crotch and
he caught my eyes staring.

Jeremy looked down at his own waist and smiled slightly. "You
think I'm bigger?" I only nodded glumly.

He followed up with, "Want to compare?" His voice was hopeful.

His question caught me off guard and I stammered a bit. Before I
made any clear reply, Jeremy had crossed the room and sat on the
edge of my bed, indicating I should sit next to him. I shrugged
slightly, feeling like I was in unknown territory and just
following his lead. I sat down next to him, looking over at him
wondering what was next.

Jeremy smiled at my apparent confusion and quickly pulled down
his own underwear to reveal his penis. It was erect and was
shooting up to point towards his stomach. It was a good 4 inches
and had a few hairs at the base, blond just like the mop on his
head. Immediately I knew he was bigger then me and I was really
reluctant to do what he had done. I mentioned earlier that he and
I used to run around naked together but that was 6-7 years ago
and no one but the doctor and my dad had seen me naked since.

Feeling Jeremy's expectant eyes on me, I shook my head and
mumbled, "I don't want to…"

Jeremy's tone got a little sharper when he responded, "I showed
you mine. You have to show me yours!" I shot a quick look at him
and sighed. I stood up from the edge of my bed slowly and began
to slip my underwear off. The sudden cold on my exposed gland
made me shiver. My penis was not hard like Jeremy's and only
measured a measly inch and I had no hair on mine, none.

What happened next shocked me and I just froze.

Jeremy reached over and put his hand on my bird. That's what my
mom called it when I was young and the name stuck in my mind.

Jeremy smiled at me, "We cannot compare unless it's hard like
mine." He continued to knead my pecker in his fingers, reaching a
finger or two down to tickle my balls. The sensation was amazing.
It ran up my spine and felt so…. Awesome. That was the only word.
I felt my mouth agape as he continued. I heard him chuckle but I
was elsewhere.

And indeed, after only 20 seconds or so, I was fully erect like
him, but my penis was still only 3 inches and I had a slight
curve to it which made it seem shorter. Jeremy didn't stop
rubbing my pecker as he said, "Don't worry, it'll get bigger as
you grow. My dad told me that some boys go through puberty
earlier then others. I just guess I was lucky."

As he said that, I waved my hand to knock his off my penis as I
felt like I was going to pee, but he just reached his other hand
over and pushed me back onto the bed with his other hand, while
he continued to massage my penis with this right. I didn't
struggle much as my small body suddenly began to arch and become
wracked with waves of sensation that forced me to close my eyes.
A slight moan escaped my lips and I thrust my hips forward
instinctually.

Jeremy snickered slightly and removed his hand. "I take it that
was your first orgasm?"

I only nodded, gritting my teeth at the sudden sharp and growing
pain in my lower gut.

Jeremy saw my expression and commented, 'Don't worry, that pain
will stop soon and it will weaken everytime you do this until you
no longer feel it."

I just nodded, spent, lying back on the bed, my penis exposed and
softening. I just lied there as Jeremy began to massage his own
penis. After less then 30 seconds, I saw his back arch and his
head tilt. I sat up to watch him and just as his penis came into
view, I saw white stuff spurt out the tip of his bird. Not a lot
but definitely some. None of that came when I had my orgasm.

"Do you do that a lot?" I asked.

Jeremy nodded, "Twice a day for the last year. My brother showed
me one night when I walked in on him. He does all kinds of weird
stuff."

I reached down and picked up my underwear, slipping it on as
Jeremy mimicked my action.

"It's late. We should get some sleep." I said, still reveling in
my own first orgasm and vowing to try it again as soon as I
could.

Jeremy nodded and jumped over to his side of the bed and under
the covers. I followed and clicked off the light, casting the
room into darkness. We didn't talk. I just layed there thinking
for a few minutes but I could never fend off sleep well and
within minutes, I was sound asleep.

My eyes snapped open in the dark. All those sodas were pressing
on my bladder and I really had to pee. I turned my head and
looked at my alarm clock. 3:13AM glowed outwards. I tossed the
covers off myself and slipped out of bed. Jeremy stirred a little
but stayed asleep. He had evaded the covers and slept fully
exposed, his underwear the only covering. I made my way through
the dark out of the room towards the bathroom.

As I got closer to the bathroom, the more I had to go. I actually
had to reach down and grab my own penis to keep from wetting
myself. I could imagine the pee-pee dance I was doing while
hopping down the hall.

I reached out with my free hand and opened the bathroom door and
rushed over to the toilet, pulling down the lip of my underwear
and arching my body so that the stream of pee shot forward into
the bowl. I sighed in relief. As my stream slowed and my bladder
neared empty, I heard a sound. I looked back to the bathroom door
that I had left open but saw nothing. I shook off the last few
drops and pulled up my underwear.

I walked back to the door of the bathroom and looked down the
hall in both directions. I couldn't see anything in the pale
moonlight that cascaded in from the foyer onto the second
landing.

I shrugged, still in the slight grasp of tiredness, and headed
back to my bedroom. That was when I heard the sound again, coming
from downstairs. I stopped and listened, and heard it again. It
sounded like someone in the kitchen. I suddenly realized that I
had probably woken Jeremy and he had gone down stairs to get
something to snack on. He was always eating lately.

I rubbed my eyes and made my way down the stairs and onto the 1st
floor. I yawned as I approached the swinging door into the
Kitchen. As I pushed it open, I called out, "Jeremy, what are
you….."

As the full kitchen came into view, my words stopped. Jeremy was
not in the kitchen. Instead I saw two men, dressed in black,
standing near the refrigerator and sink. They were staring back
at me in just as much shock as I think I was in. That was a long
moment. One I will remember for a long time.

Suddenly my heart was in my throat and I wanted to scream but the
men had started moving, lunging across the room towards me. I
turned to run back the way I came and received my second shock,
this far worse, as I ran right into a tall man coming through the
doorway I had just entered. I went sprawling backwards and onto
the fall, my legs splaying outwards violently as I tried to
regain my footing and run into another direction.

I suddenly found my voice and began to scream, but only a
syllable came out before a vice of a hand clamped down over my
mouth, cutting off my breath, and I was lifted forcibly off the
ground, another arm wrapped around my waist keeping my arms
pinned to my side. But my legs were free and I was suddenly
kicking in every direction, trying madly to free myself.

The man I had run into stepped up to me and the man trying to
hold me. He quickly punched forward, his fist impacting with my
gut. As he connected, the man behind me let me go but there was
no air in my body left to scream. I just crumpled to the floor,
gasping.

The man who punched me used his foot to roll me over, not so
kindly, and planted his foot on my chest and leaned forward,
making sure he had my attention, "Make another sound and it will
be your last! Understand?"

I held back a sob, and nodded pathetically.

One of the other men spoke up, "What the hell is he doing here?
They were all supposed to be gone for the weekend!"

"Apparently, you were wrong." This came from the 3rd man who
quietly came into sight and kneeled down next to me. He shooed
off the other man's foot from my chest. I could see the guy
clearly and that scared me even more. He was no more then 25
years old, with a scraggly beard. He began speaking to me, very
calmly, "Listen, you've walked into a bad situation here. I am
going to ask you a few questions. If you answer honestly, it
might not be so bad for you."

I choked back another sob but knew my eyes were all watered-over
because my vision kept blurring. I could only nod to the guy.

"Very good. Now… Are your parents here?"

I shook my head, tears now beginning to roll down my cheeks in
the futile wish they were.

"Your home alone then?"

I hesitated and he saw it.

"Who else is here?"

I sniffed, and answered quietly out of fear. Later I would feel
like I betrayed my best friend but I didn't know what else to do.
My voice came out in a whisper, "My friend Jeremy."

All the while I spoke to this guy, I only barely noticed that the
guy who had knocked me down was staring at my underwear clad
body. I shifted my eyes to him and saw his eyes on my underwear,
and the look he had scared me. But the other guys hand reached
out and grasped my chin, pulling my eyes back to him.

"Is Jeremy upstairs?"

I nodded and with apprehension watched the 2nd guy disappear from
the kitchen. My fear was growing to the point of mindless. This
had happened so fast.

"Ok, keep looking at me. Do you have any tape here?"

I squinted at the odd question and motioned to the counter drawer
where my dad kept all the odd tools for everyday use. I found my
voice to reply, "In there I think…"

The man speaking to me motioned to the other man who quickly
opened the drawer and pulled out a thick roll of duct tape. He
mumbled something I couldn't hear.

The man who had been speaking to me ordered the guy, "Tie him up.
Make sure he cannot make a sound."

The other guy came over and switched positions with the leader
and kneeled above me. He rolled me over and yanked my arms behind
my back. A slight gasp of pain escaped my lips and the guys
responded by banging my head into the ground, "Quiet, you little
brat. I swear…"

Now I was really crying as the guy wrapped tape around my hands,
pressing my small body against the cold linoleum of the kitchen
floor. He was rough and breathing slightly heavy. The other guy,
the nicer one, had disappeared from the kitchen and I was alone
with this mean guy. He flipped me over and began a searching look
over the room, then he eyes returned to my underwear.

I began to fidget in fear as his hands reached towards the
waistband of my underwear. I spoke without thinking, "Please,
don't…please" He only reached out and slapped me hard, "I
swear…one more sound and you'll regret it." I quieted, even tried
to keep my crying to a quiet murmur as he pulled off my
underwear.

"Open your mouth…wide." I did as he said out of fear for what
he'd do if I didn't and watched as he balled my underwear up and
shoved them into my mouth. He then took the roll of tape and
wrapped it around my mouth, capturing the underwear in my mouth.

The man looked me over from head to toe, "Very nice." He reached
out a hand and grasped my balls, and squeezed violently. I
screamed without abandon but no real sound escaped the gag. The
man just laughed and continued to squeeze as I bucked. I tried to
lash out with my feet but he caught them and quickly wrapped tape
around my feet and knees. I was naked, bound, gagged, and at the
mercy of this mean man who continued to rub his hands all over
me.

Just as I feared what else was going to happen, the Kitchen door
flung open and Jeremy was flung onto the Kitchen floor with a
thud, still clad only in his underwear. The man who brought him
spoke quickly to the man who had been molesting me. "John said to
take care of this one too. We're going to see what this house has
to offer."

The man nodded and quickly grasped Jeremy by the hair. I saw
Jeremy's eyes go wide as he saw me naked and sprawled out on the
floor. He was crying too. The man was no less mean with him and
he brought his face real close to Jeremy's. "You'll do as your
told or I will kill you and your little buddy here. And I will
make it hurt! Do you understand?"

Jeremy just nodded, sucking in breath from a heavy sob.

The man pulled his hands behind his back and tied them as he did
me. He then pulled off Jeremy's underwear and stuffed them into
his mouth the same way, securing them with tape. Even in the dark
I could see that the guy had a large erection. He was really
enjoying himself as he felt Jeremy up in the same way he did me.

Both us huddled next to each other, speech a cruel joke as we
cried into the gags. The mean man continued to feel us up for a
while. Both of us had erections and I was ashamed, only crying
harder. I found myself wishing that the other men would come
back.

Then the man leaned down and took my bird into his mouth. I
bucked and screamed uselessly into my gag as he bit down hard.
This was so unfair. It was just my birthday. The man started to
suck and even though it felt really good, I just wanted him to
stop. While he was sucking my penis and biting as well, he
reached out and was squeezing Jeremy's balls forcing him to
wiggle in pain, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

The man stopped sucking my bird and reached down to simply twist
my penis cruelly. The look on his face was one of ecstasy. His
hands went to own belt buckle as a truly fearsome leer spread
across his face, "Your both gonna love this..," he muttered as he
began to unzip his pants.

But just as he started, the Kitchen door swung open again and the
two men came back in. The man who had been molesting us zipped
back up with a disappointed glare at us.

"Alright we got everything." The Leader spoke up. He glanced at
us and saw our nakedness and then at the other man but he didn't
say anything. "Let's get ready to go. We have to be out of the
complex by 4:30 when the pool crews leave."

The other man who helped to rob my parent's of their treasures
now stashed in a canvas bag spoke up, "What about them…. They've
seen our faces. We have to so something about them."

The mean man only nodded while the leader stood over us thinking.
"What do you suggest?"

The mean man spoke up, pulling the roll of tape out, "A little
tape over the nose and they'll suffocate quietly and never tell
anyone about us. They wouldn't even be discovered till late
tomorrow. We'd be clean gone."

The leader looked at the man and then at us but shook his head.
"I do not want to kill them."

Their was silence in the room at this. I knew my gag hid the sigh
of relief at the leader's words. I had been scared frozen when
the other man had spoken so casually of suffocating us to death.
You'd think I would have cried myself out but they just kept
coming. Jeremy was balling to. Suddenly he didn't seem so large
to me. I felt sorry for him as his body leaned against me. I
could see blood on him but couldn't tell where it came from.

"We can take them…" My head shot back up towards the men, a new
fear building. I frantically shook my head. The man who spoke,
the one who had molested us and wanted to do so much worse
continued his thought, "I know some people who would pay us well
for fresh boys like this, especially white collar ones. Not a
blemish on their bodies… not even much hair. That one is
completely hairless. We could get 50K for him alone." I struggled
against my bindings as the man pointed at me. I had to run, had
to flee…even if it meant leaving Jeremy behind. I just had to
escape. This shouldn't be happening to me. Not here. But I
couldn't move, couldn't do anything. I was at the mercy of cruel
men. I could only cry and so that is what I did.

The Leader looked at us with a hint of sympathy but in the end,
greed won out and he nodded. "Fine, bind them tighter. We'll get
the big bags from the truck."

Jeremy tried to stand, tried to struggle his way to freedom and
only received a harsh punch to the face. I saw his nose burst and
new blood stain his skin. I was frozen in fear again as the guy
grabbed me and flipped me over, pulling my feet back to rest
against the back of my knees. He wrapped endless tape around my
legs to keep them in that position and then even more around my
upper body. I could not move an inch. I banged my own head
against the ground in frustration as the mean guy fondled me
again when he completed this. But only for a moment until he
moved over to Jeremy and tied him up as tightly.

It was only a brief moment before the other burglars came back
with big equipment bags. The mean guy lifted me up and thrust my
trussed up form into the bag. My 4' 5" frame fit easily
especially with how I was bound. Complete darkness overcame as
they zipped the bag closed. I screamed and screamed into the gag.
I wanted my mom so bad. Where was my dad to protect me. I wished
I was at my gram's. Please...someone help me.

After a moment where I assumed they did the same to Jeremy in the
other bag, I felt the odd sensation of being lifted into the air.
After a few seconds of bouncing travel, I impacted solid floor
cruelly as they threw me into the truck. I felt Jeremy's bag
strike mine quickly after.

I heard the men climb into the truck and slam the door shut,
slamming it shut on my future and my life. I could only cry for
what was in store. I knew Jeremy was doing the same.

******

An unknown amount of time had passed. The van had stopped and
started multiple times. The boys in the equipment bags had begun
to sweat in fear and from the tight confines. Adam's small form
was trying to wriggle for more room in the bag, but his arms were
still hurting, pinned cruelly behind by tape. His underwear was
shoved into his mouth and covered by tape making sure his screams
of frustration, fear, and pain were surely dampened. But they had
not covered his ears and so he heard the entire conversation.

"We are out of the Complex. That guard didn't even look twice at
us." Adam recognized the voice of the mean man. It continued in a
near giddy cadence, "Man, 4 houses hit and we grabbed these two
boys. We are set guys! Set!"

"We still have to fence the stuff." Now that was the voice of the
Leader. He sounded a little dispirited but resolute. "And I mean
all of it." His voice had a hint of anger in it as he said the
last and Adam was smart enough to realize he was talking about
Jeremy and him.

Adam had stopped moving so as to listen. He wondered how Jeremy
was doing and felt guilty at having told the burglars were he
was. Maybe they would not have noticed if he could lie faster.
And they if they hadn't lied to Jeremy's brother, he would be
home...or maybe Adam would have slept at Jeremy's house, safe
from this nightmare. Tears of anxiety began to flow again as he
second guessed everything he did during the day. His small
testicles, currently squished against the floor of the van and
protected only by the thick canvas of the bag, hurt like they had
been punched. The mean guy had squeezed them hard and they had
hurt ever since. Now the pain seemed to be growing. The continued
conversation drew his mind back.

"Who is this guy you know? How do you know he'll buy… these types
of things." Again the allusion to us, Adam thought. This guy
wasn't happy that it had gone down like this.

"His name is Deke. And he and I have done some business before.
He pays well and I know what he likes."

The leader's disembodied voice, coming from what Adam assumed was
the front of the Van, floated through air, "Fine. Then you are in
charge. You take them and we will join up in a few days. I'll
take the goods and see our guy about those. After you are done
with them, get rid of the van."

With a fearsome amount of pleasure in his voice, the mean man
answered, "You got it, boss."

Adam seemed to shrivel into himself, suddenly trying again to
free himself from the tape. To be in the sole control of this man
was going to be awful. In fear, he felt his bladder let loose.

"Aw man…. One of the little brats is wetting himself."

For his momentary lapse of self, Adam received a quick kick to
the side. He screamed in pain and was able to focus on the new
pain growing in his side.

More time passed before the Van stopped. Adam came to his senses
and listened to the men make their plans and again confirm that
they were to be 'sold' by the mean man to this guy Deke. After a
moment, he heard the other two kidnappers walk away. In the
distance he heard car doors close and automobiles drive off. His
fear was building as he realized he and Jeremy were now alone
with the mean man.

The van shifted as the man stepped back into the back. He looked
down at the two bags and reached forward and unzipped one. The
form of the larger boy came into view. The man crudely yanked the
boy out of the bag and looked him over. He nudged him with this
shoe and noticed that the boy didn't respond. He leaned down next
to him and placed his fingers and the boy's neck. A pulse. So he
had just passed out. Well, that was no fun.

He moved to the other bag. This boy had been squirming the whole
hour-long ride. He had even wet himself. The man knew this meant
he was primed and afraid. He zipped open the bag and looked down
at the boy as he tried to turn his bound head and see who had
freed him.

Adam blinked in the sudden light as the Van's dome light was on.
He tried to turn his head and see above him. He was almost glad
he couldn't make out anything. A rough hand quickly reached down
and grabbed him, pulling him out of the bag, the man fingers
digging deep into his ribs. Adam whimpered into the gag.

Surprisingly, a hand reached down and suddenly cut off the tape
gagging him. Adam didn't even realize the nick the blade left in
his cheek. He just spit out the underwear from his mouth to the
sound of the man laughing above him. Next, he was flipped over by
the man and Adam looked again into face of the mean man. "Help!
Help! Help!"

The man just laughed at the boy as it screamed its throat sore.
He towered above him, his feet splayed across his chest. He began
to unzip his pants and smile even wider as the boy began to
squirm, continuing his futile screaming. No one was going to hear
him here. They were over thirty miles out of town, in the middle
of the woods.

He whipped out his 7 inch penis, hard as could be. It had been
for the last hour thinking about what he was going to do to these
boys. Deke didn't mind used goods. And he would use his pet
doctor to fix anything that he broke. He aimed his penis at the
struggling boy and began to piss on him. The boy's screams cut
off as he began to gurgle and splutter, trying to keep the warm
liquid out of his mouth. "Drink it you little Bitch, or else!"

Adam had enough and screamed back at the man, 'Fuck you!"

Rex, that was his name, just looked at the boy, a surprised look
on his face. "You wanna play it that way you little prick? Fine…"
With that, he pulled out the switchblade he had used to cut the
boy's tape gag off. But he didn't lean down towards Adam. Instead
he stepped over to the left and reached down and grabbed the hair
of Jeremy's supposedly unconscious form. With a mean look at
Adam, he took the blade and slashed it across the boy's chest, a
gout of blood quickly rising to fill the seam suddenly created.
This was too much for Jeremy and he woke up, his eyes wide, his
screams muffled from the gag he still wore. The cut wasn't life
threatening, but it would hurt each time the boy breathed.

Adam screamed, 'No..! Please, don't! Please...I'll do what you
want.. God please, don't hurt him." The last words tumbled out
almost in a different language as they were mixed with hysteric
sobbing.

Rex threw Jeremy to the ground, his body slamming against the
metal floor. Adam could see another cut open up over Jeremy's
eye. But he had little time for that as the man approached him
and kneeled on his chest.

"I am going to face-fuck you boy. Even think about biting me, and
I will not only cut your balls off… I will feed you HIS first…"

Adam didn't bother nodding, he doubted he could even move.

Rex arched his body forward, bring his cock in contact with the
boy's lips. "Open up slut."

Adam cried as he opened his mouth and was immediately assaulted
by the man's penis thrust down his throat. He immediately tried
to gag but couldn't. The man began to rock back and forth,
jamming the tip of his prick into the back of the 11 year old's
tender throat. Soon air became short and Adam tried to gasp
between the thrusts. The man just continued, relentless. After
who knows how long, Adam's vision began to swim. A sick, salty
taste dominated his mouth and suddenly his throat filled with
liquid and the man pulled out of his mouth. Adam began coughing
and spitting cum out of his mouth, gasping deeply and
accidentally sucking down cum into his stomach in a desperate
attempt to breath.

"Oh yeah, I told you, you would like that…"

Now Adam thought about being dead for the 1st time. He wished the
man had cut him but deeply. This was too much to bear. And
unfortunately, it was only getting worse.

Rex reached down and flipped the little brat over. The boy had
stopped screaming. Now he only quietly cried into the metal floor
of the van, his face resting in a mixture of his own and Rex's
piss. The man knew he had just broken the boy. But he was
enjoying himself and wanted more.

When he had the boy flipped over, he cut off the bindings keeping
his legs trussed up to his knees. Now he had easy access to the
boy's ass. He reached over and grabbed a flashlight and without
hesitation reached down and used his free hand to grab the boy's
balls from behind. As he squeezed, the boy's ass instinctively
rose into the air further, separating his cheeks. Rex just
cruelly rammed the flashlight into his ass. It didn't penetrate
like he hoped but it did cut the skin. In anger, Rex tossed the
flash light to side and picked the boy up bodily and jammed his
dick into his ass. This time it did penetrate.

Suddenly the boy found the ability to scream again. And now his
little friend was also screaming, trying to get Rex to stop.
But he didn't stop for hours. When he was done with Alex, he
moved to Jeremy and did him the same. He licked at the blood
still oozing out the wound he inflicted on the boy and cruely
tortured his little prick and balls. He shaved off the few hairs
the boy had with his rusty knife, shredding the skin around the
boy's crotch. In the end, both boys were passed out.

Rex just shoved their underwear into their mouths, making sure to
wipe them in the piss on the floor and switch them. Adam's
underwear went into Jeremy's mouth and vice-versa. He had cum on
every spot of these boys in the last 3 hours. As he looked down
at their unconscious forms, he thought that maybe he wouldn't
give these boys to Deke…maybe he would fuck them till they
dropped for good.

But alas, he had partners and Rick, the leader, was a calm man
but one you didn't cross. He cleaned himself up and closed the
Van and stepped into the driver's seat and set off for Deke's.
The ride would take a few hours.

And neither boy woke up in that time. Rex watched them through
the curtain each time he slowed down. He even masturbated once
while driving in remembrance of what he had just done. He had
molested untold numbers of boys. But never so violently as this.
It was liberating. He felt all-powerful.

But after a little more time, that feeling faded as he entered
the shipyard where Deke's warehouse was. He leaned forward to
make sure he was going in the right direction. He had been here a
few times. Once he had kidnapped his own nephew and gave him to
Deke for money. It was then that Deke felt he had earned a place
I his organization, as a collector. Rex chuckeled as he recalled
how he had comforted his sister. It was her fault, she shouldn't
have given birth to such a cute kid. Rex had been back here to
fuck the 7 year old a few times before he had been sold off to
some European aristocrat.

The van approached the building finally and Rex was surprised to
see a Limousine resting outside the building. A large man stood
outside the vehicle with his hands wrapped in front of him. He
watched the Van approach.

Rex stopped the van about 15 feet from the man and turned off the
engine. He looked once back at the still unconscious boys, their
underwear jutting out of their mouth. He then stepped out of the
van, his keys still swinging in the ignition.

It was then that the gunshot rang out. His head snapped up and he
saw the man at the limo react to the sound. A gun the size of his
arm flowed out of the long-coat he had been wearing.

Rex, like the man he was, just fell to the ground and covered his
head like a coward as more gunshots shred the silence of the
night. This place was far removed from any real civilization. Rex
wondered if he was going to die 2 days before Christmas.