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A Lovely Day With Peter
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)

***

We spend a lovely day opening up Peter's tender young 
asshole. (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...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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