Quantum Fantasy

Donkey Boy

Eternal Adventures

Chapters 9-15

Chapter 9

Kenny looked at Macaulay like he was crazy for telling him to do such a thing. "You're crazy! I'm ain't gettin' up on that thang!" He said with a southern Goober drawl. "If you wanna get up there an' rip your ass to shreds, go ahead. But fuck you if I'm gonna do it!"

Macaulay looked at his father standing behind Kenny, then back at Kenny himself. "Oh, you'll do it, all right. Sooner or later, you'll beg to do it."

Kenny stared at him until he walked over to a table sitting a few feet away from the blood stained sawhorse. A second table was sitting next to it and the two were identical. The tables were large, wooden and unfinished. There were columns of thick, round dowels sticking straight up on two of the adjacent corners and two more closer to the center about twelve inches [30 cm] apart. Those were about three inches [7½ cm] further away from the edge of the table than the ones on the two corners. Also, on each table, there was a thick leather belt that was attached close to one of the central dowels, with a slot on the other side for it to slip through. The belt had several holes in it with metal grommets for added strength.

For the most part the tables were clean but toward one edge on one of the tables, between the two dowels, there were dirty spots. It looked as if someone had splashed a soda there and tried to wipe it off with a dirty rag after it had become sticky. The table on the left was much dirtier than the right.

Macaulay pointed to the tables and said, "Dad. Let's start him out on that!"

Garth walked up beside Macaulay and without speaking to him, picked him up and placed him on the table, face down. He grabbed one of the boy's legs and placed it between two of the dowels on the left side of the table, then pushed hard on the right leg to do the same. Mac's was grunting during all this as his legs were being spread to nearly a straight angle; such an angle that a protractor would read about 160 to 170 degrees. Basically, he was doing the splits.

The tops of his thighs were pressed against the dowels on either side of his waist as his tendons strained to pull his legs back into a position that was not so stressful. Garth pulled the belt across the back Macaulay's waist and slipped it into the slot. He reached under the table and pulled Mac down tightly. Macaulay could only move his hands now but they were soon tied to two dowels that were slightly above and to either side of his head.

Kenny observed all this and was getting more and more scared by the second. He watched as Mac was placed into this obviously uncomfortable position. Then his heart jumped as he saw Garth coming toward him, flexing his hands.

Kenny was frozen in fear. He could not move until Garth already had his hands on him. The boy began to cry and protest, but Garth ignored it all and slammed Kenny across the table. He was rougher with him than he was with his own son, partially because Macaulay had not resisted. To help hold the kid down, he tied him down with the belt. Kenny could still wiggle a lot but he wasn't going anywhere since the restraint was crushing him into the table.

Garth then tied his hands to the dowels above his head. He walked around to the back of the table where Kenny was kicking his legs uncontrollably. Garth grabbed his ankles and tried to steady the boy, and even with his powerful arms he still found it to be challenging. Although Kenny knew what was coming, he didn't have enough strength in his legs to keep them from being easily spread wide apart and placed between dowels. Garth raised his eyebrows in wonder at how easily the boy's legs were spread apart. Macaulay's had to be pushed fairly hard, but this kid seemed to be in little discomfort.

He looked Kenny in the eye. "Kenny. I'm not hurting you, am I? I don't want to tear your leg tendons. I'm not trying to cripple you. Tell me if it hurts and I'll let them down some," he said with impersonated care.

Kenny was sobbing as he said, "No, it don't hurt. Just get me off here, please!"

That was all Garth needed to hear. He walked around behind Kenny and picked his right ankle up and placed it between two higher dowels. He repeated that with the other leg. Kenny showed no reaction, even though his legs were now spread straight across, even wider than Macaulay's. The legs went into that position as easily as they had a lower slot, so he raised the left leg, skipping a slot. He thought he heard a whimper from the kid. He repeated that once more for the right leg, and that brought a long moan from Kenny's gut. Garth now had the boy right where he needed him.

Kenny's legs were now spread so wide that his feet were higher than his hips. The muscles in his legs were straining to keep from being ripped off his body as the boy was now wide-eyed with fear at what was going to happen now. He couldn't move because the pain in his hip joints was now too great, plus he was tied down to the table.

"Now, boys," Garth said, "You two are about to get fucked!"

He walked first up to Macaulay's exposed butt hole and rubbed his hand up and down the boy's crack, gently digging a knuckle into the butthole. He then backed up and brought his massive erection in front of him, pointing straight ahead, and shoved half the monster into Mac's butt. Macaulay yelped at the sudden invasion but his pain soon became pleasure for him as his dad made long strokes only fucking him with half his thirteen inch [33 cm] dick.

While it was true that Kenny's father had a twelve incher [30 cm], it was not as fucking thick as Garth's. This man's cock was thicker than a beer can while his dad's was only the thickness of a hot link sausage.

Kenny looked at Macaulay and saw that he was in pleasureville, but had moments when he looked very pained and uncomfortable. He looked down toward the blonde youth's waist and saw his hard dick head peeking out from under his waist. A small amount of precum was dribbling out making Kenny realize what the stains were on the table.

Even thought he knew that oozing precum meant sexual pleasure, he did not want to be fucked. The only thing to ever pass through his ass lips was turds and he intended to keep it that way. Macaulay was obviously an experienced fuckee since his dad obviously did this to him regularly, but that dick would rip him in half if it entered his virgin asshole.

Garth stopped fucking Macaulay and left him there panting heavily and begging for more. He walked over to Kenny and ran his slimy dick up and down Kenny's asshole. The boy's tight rectum was soft, smooth, and warm to Garth as he rubbed his shaft all over the kid's buns and crack. He positioned his dick head at the entrance.

Kenny felt a pressure against his rectum and knew the worst was coming. He suddenly cried out, "Please, don't! I've never had it before! Don't!"

To his amazement, Garth stopped his invasion. Kenny was still a virgin and was so glad. He let out a sigh of relief and thanked Garth with a tear in his eye.

Garth looked Kenny in they face. "Oh, you're still getting fucked. But I have a special way to break in virgin boys like you. See, my dick is pretty big, and pushing it into a virgin ass hole can be painful for me. I don't want that. I'll be right back."

Kenny was scared all over again and he felt sick as he tried to fathom what Garth could possibly be planning for him. "Mac! What's he going to do to us?"

"Just wait and see. I'm going to love seeing you get broken! But don't worry. He'll do it to me first so you can see what's going to be done to you!" He grinned again; that grin that Kenny was hating more and more as time went on.

Garth returned carrying what appeared to be a black compound bow. Garth was standing in front of the boys testing the strength of the weapon by pulling back on the cord, then slowly allowing it to pull itself back to position.

"What are you going to do with that?" Kenny looked puzzled.

"You're about to find out," he said as he took a dildo out of a leather pouch he had strapped to his shoulder. The dildo was large, to say the least. It was at least two and a half inches [6½ cm] thick with a large, thick base that would keep it from becoming lost inside a boy's butt.

Kenny could not imagine what he intended to do with the bow, but he figured that somehow the dildo would end up in either his or Macaulay's butt; probably both.

He looked at Macaulay for some sign of worry from him, but found nothing but that same shit eating grin.

Garth walked around the boys to their back sides. He stood about twenty feet [6 m] behind directly behind Macaulay. Kenny strained his head backward to see Garth bringing the dildo/arrow combination up to the compound bow. He drew the string back and with expert marksmanship released the dildo. It went flying through the air and with a loud slap, the entire eight inches [20 cm] was buried in Macaulay's ass. Mac screamed from the ferocious invasion of his anal privacy, but Kenny looked back at him, feeling sorry for him, and noticed the kid still had a massive hardon and his dick head was now lying in a puddle of his own precum.

Kenny knew for sure that the kid was demented and twisted. He was even a masochist, for crying out loud.

He had little time to thing when he saw Garth pull another dildo out that he knew was intended for him. Kenny gasped when he saw the size of it. It was bigger than Mac's dildo which was still buried in his butt. In fact, it was quite significantly bigger. Kenny began crying again as he knew he was about to experience pain like he'd never felt before.

Garth moved up right behind Kenny and eyed the beautiful body before him. The young boy, barely into his teens, was spread painfully wide on the table. Both his dick and his balls were stretched out behind his asshole. The soft dick was long and straight and the balls were very loose heavy.

Garth took his hand and shoved Kenny's sensitive genitals underneath his body. Kenny groaned with the pressure that was on his balls and was able to lift up a little to allow easier passage for his boyhood.

Once Kenny's dick was under him, Garth brought his balls back out and laid them out behind the boy. He then backed up about ten feet [3 m] and aimed the twelve inch [30 cm] long and two inch [5 cm] thick dildo at Kenny's butthole.

The boy closed his eyes and thought that if he squeezed his rectum closed, it might be enough resistance to keep the thing out of his butt. He contracted his sphincter as tightly as he could; as if he were trying to hold in an extreme case of diarrhea in church.

Garth smiled as he saw the asshole before him tighten, knowing that it would do no good. It would only make the ordeal much more painful for him.

Kenny's teeth were clenched, his asshole tightened, his breath held, and his eyes tightly closed as he awaited the inevitable.

Garth raised his bow, drew the cord, and released the monstrous dildo.

In a flash, the dildo sliced through the air and with no resistance at all, ripped Kenny's virgin sphincter apart. The entire twelve dry inches [20 cm] was totally buried in the boy's butt and a loud snap was heard as the base slapped Kenny on the ass.

Kenny let out a scream from the deepest part of his soul as his ass felt like it was on fire and his guts felt as if they had been scrambled. He felt pain from his asshole all the way into his stomach with the huge log parting his anal walls. Even his buns were stinging where the base of the dildo collided with him.

Crying, he looked over at Macaulay who was staring back at him smiling slightly. "See, Kenny. It's not so bad." That was all he said.

Kenny pressed his face against the table, the fierce pain in his guts still agonizing. Garth came up behind the two boys and grabbed both of the dildos and began pumping them in and out of the holes.

Macaulay threw his head back in passion from the pleasure, but his dildo was much smaller. Kenny, on the other hand, shrieked in pain once again as the massive unlubricated rod was sliding roughly in and out of his ass.

Kenny was crying once again as Garth continued his assault. He was pumping them both hard, only allowing the head to remain in before slamming the entire thing back up the chute, pressing the tip harshly against the bottom of Kenny's stomach.

Garth kept his demented actions going for several more minutes until Kenny stopped crying and was now lying still. He withdrew the dildo which was now streaked with shit and traces of blood. His hole was still gaping wide open after the withdrawal.

Mac's dad checked Kenny to see if he had passed out. Kenny was conscious and aware of everything but had stopped resisting because his energy for it was gone. He just lay there as limp as a dirty dishrag.

"Well, Kenny. How did that feel?" Garth asked, amused.

"I-I hate you," was all Kenny could muster.

"Well, now Kenny. You know there will be lots of pleasure to experience hear, too. It's not all bad. But like everything, you have to take the bad with the good. You and my son pleasured each other, so now, you must have the pain." With that, he once again shoved the grody dildo back into Kenny's relaxed butthole.

Kenny closed his eyes in pain, but didn't have the strength or the ability to thrash about due to the position his legs were still in. He felt like he was being torn in half from the crotch up. His asshole was still on fire and his legs were now hurting him more and more.

Garth crammed the dildo deep inside Kenny one last time and left it there. He reached under the table and with some effort, pulled a strange bracket out that was attached to the side of the table. The end of the bracket swung around and pushed against the dildo that was still buried in the battered bung hole.

"There," Garth said. "That will keep it in there until I come back in a little while." With that he untied Macaulay who wavered as he climbed down off the table. His walk was erratic from having his legs spread so wide for the last fifteen minutes.

Father and son disappeared from the room, leaving Kenny in pain, the dildo still stretching his ass and causing him to feel nauseous.

It was a couple of hours before Garth returned. He had Macaulay with him who was still naked, but had cleaned himself up, washing off the dried blood from his recent bought with the sawhorse.

By now, Kenny had fallen asleep even though he was still in a strained position. Garth released the clamp that had kept the dildo pressed tightly against his butthole and buried to the deep reaches of the kid's ass tract. He vigorously shook the dildo inside the boy, causing him to stir with a loud grunt, followed by a low pitched moan.

"Rise and shine, pretty boy!" Garth said cheerfully.

"Yea! Come on, dude. We get to go shopping!" Macaulay chortled.

"Get me down. I can't take this any more!" Kenny pleaded.

"Okay, okay!" Garth said. "But just a second… You're a mess, dear boy. You need to get cleaned up first."

Garth reached up to the ceiling into an area of open space that was too dark to be seen. He brought down a hose that was attached to the ceiling and adjusted a couple of valves on it. He squeezed the trigger and warm water gushed forth in a slow, but steady stream. He adjusted the valves a little more to increase the temperature. There was now a trace of steam coming emanating from the water as it ran from the hose.

Garth aimed the hose at Kenny's butt and pulled the dildo out. He rinsed the dildo and set it to the side, then returned to Kenny. He washed Kenny's entire backside; allowing the hot water to run over his balls and down his deep crack and exposed asshole.

The water was hot, but not too hot to burn Kenny as the boy almost loved the feeling. It was certainly better than the experience he had just been through.

Now he felt a thickening in his dick as the hot water was becoming more and more pleasurable to him. But his erection deflated once again as Garth stuck the end of the hose deep into Kenny's rectum. This brought another moan from Kenny as his guts filled with the burning liquid.

Kenny could feel the caverns of his butt stretching to take more of the water until finally the resistance at the entrance was less than the resistance offered by the walls of his ass.

Grimy water sprayed backward loaded with bits of shit. It splattered on the concrete and ran into a drain that was in a lowered part of the floor.

The smell was unpleasant as more of the turdettes jumped free of their confining butt hole jail, only to risk certain death by falling to the floor beneath. The ones that were strong enough not to be flattened by the impact still fought a more unpleasant death of being sucked down into a deep, dark drain hole.

Kenny moaned and groaned with half pain and half pleasure as his insides were cleansed. When the water finally ran clear, Garth surprised Kenny by throwing black pepper in his face. This was followed by a horrendous sneeze that sent a huge gush of clean water out of his butthole. Kenny was now clean.

As Kenny thought this was the end of his butt hole torture, He felt a smooth object being pressed against his rectum once again. This time it was slick with lubricant as Garth pressed the butt plug into Kenny's rectum. The widest point of the plug was three inches [7½ cm] and as that tore the boy's anus apart, it brought another scream from him. His hole had only lost it's virginity a few hours before and already it was being forced to endure circumstances that even more experienced holes have had to work up to.

The pain subsided and was replaced by a feeling of severe tightness and displeasure. It was not overly painful, just a feeling that would become a nuisance if experienced for very long. Kenny felt like he had to shit, but knew it was just the butt plug.

Garth untied Kenny and helped him get his legs off the dowels. The boy fell down as soon as his feet hit the floor and began rubbing his groins from the pain. He could feel the butt plug shift slightly as his butt hit the floor.

"Don't worry. Just walk around and you'll loosen up." Garth smiled.

They helped Kenny to his feet who began walking around stiffly. It made it a little harder because he had that damned plug in his butt. However it was getting easier and after a few more steps he was able to walk normally despite the plug or the throbbing in his groins.

Garth looked at the two boys. "Well! Let's go to the mall!"

Kenny looked at Garth like he was once again out of his mind. "With this in me?" He pointed at his butt.

"Well, of course. That's the fun part!" Garth sang cheerfully, throwing a skimpy pair of shorts into the boy's face.

Kenny examined the shorts carefully, noticing that there were obviously very small and very thin. The gray material almost felt like it was made out of a cheap tent material; the kind you can get for $29.00 for a ten man tent at a discount store.

"Well, put them on! There's a lot to do! I meant to take us before we came out, but I thought we needed to get settled in first."

Kenny reluctantly pulled the shorts onto his muscled frame, feeling the buttplug press against the sides of his butt as he leaned over to slide them up his curvy legs. They had no snap or zipper as elastic was the only thing holding them up.

They fit so tightly they were indecent to wear in public, but he had no other clothes since they had been ripped to shreds by Macaulay's father. The outline of Kenny's genital area could be seen clearly even in this unaroused state. There was no mistaking by looking that this kid was hung incredibly large and had big bouncing balls to go along with it.

Kenny felt self conscious about going out like this and was relieved when Garth threw him a white T-shirt that he quickly pulled over him and saw that it was long enough to cover his crotch.

He did still have his hi-tops and socks which he quickly put on his feet. At least now he didn't look like a whore. In fact, he looked like he had no shorts on at all since the tail of the shirt fell just below them.

Garth was waiting at the door of the pain play room and felt his heart skip a beat as he saw the magnificent boy walking towards them. The boy's beautiful legs were rippling with muscle as he gracefully made his way toward them.

"We're off!" Garth announced as they walked out of the room and on out to the chopper.

Chapter 10

The chopper landed back at the port and the trio filed out of the helicopter.

"Where are we going, first, Dad?" Macaulay asked.

"I have our whole day planned, son. You'll just have to wait and see," was his only response.

"Can't you give me a hint?" he insisted.

"No, I said." He stopped and glared at him. "Now drop it or you'll be sorry."

They kept going and finally found their ride into town. Behind a garage sat a very well kept extended van complete with designer decals, luggage rack, rear ladder, and even a television antenna. The white vehicle had chrome saw tooth design mag wheels that made the whole thing look like a small fortune.

Kenny was pushed rushed inside by Garth who pointed him towards the back of the van. There were only three seats; the two captain chairs at the front and a bench seat at the very back. Evenly spaced on the floor were four silver dollar sized metal rings. They were placed side by side and front to back.

From each of the metal rings there was a heavy chain with a second ring at the end. This ring was actually a clasp and it was silver dollar sized as well.

Garth ordered Kenny to remove his shorts, which he did quickly to avoid the man's wrath.

"Now, stand here." He pointed at one of the rings at the back.

Kenny obediently stood where he was told. Garth picked up the clasp attached to the chain and ring. He used a key to open the lock and proceeded to place the clasp around the top of Kenny's scrotum. He then closed the ring and locked it. He released the clasp and it slid easily down until it rested on top of Kenny's balls. The weight of the chain was now tugging at the boy's nuts and it was not a pleasant sensation. He sat down rather quickly. The weight of the chain didn't hurt too terribly but it was something that would hurt if experienced long enough.

Garth saw that the boy was secured and climbed up to the driver's seat, started the engine and drove off the lot.

Kenny sat in the back looking down at his tied up balls. He attempted to shove one of his balls through the ring but it was of no use. The ring was too small for his nuts to pass through. He was stuck.

Garth began humming to himself as he drove along and the song he hummed didn't seem to have a definite melody. It just seemed like he was singing, rather badly, random notes and stolen bars from popular songs. But that prompted him to turn on the radio and listen to it instead.

The music was alternative. The man could not hum for sure and Kenny hoped the man did not start singing. But sing he did. It was much worse than his humming. Every word he sang was off key and he sang it like it was the National Anthem at World Series.

Macaulay looked at his dad with disgust in his eyes but Garth just goosed him and sang even more proudly like he though he would win the next American Music Award.

Kenny tired of sitting, mostly because all the bumps and bounces was moving his butt plug around too much and it seemed to be a little crooked. He tried to reach behind him and adjust it to a more comfortable position. He looked up and saw Garth still singing loudly as he drove along the highway.

The boy finally thought he was going to have to pull the thing out right quick and shove it back in before Garth had a chance to see him with it out. He knew there would be hell to pay if that happened.

He half squatted to make the butt plug slide out more easily and started pulling on it. He felt a stab of pain as the object stretched his rectum to forge it's path out of his anus. He quickly released it and it snapped back into place.

Kenny knew he was going to have to jerk it out but decided to give it one more slow pull. He reached under his balls and around the chain to pull once more at the base of the plug. He could feel it coming out. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, bracing himself for the worst. He pulled firmly and just as he expected, a fierce wave of stinging pain flamed across his butthole as the plug stretched it a bit too far once again. But Kenny held it there, waiting for the pain to subside. Finally he was able to pull it a little bit more but felt the fire in his ass again. He sucked his breath in through his teeth which made a quiet hiss sound.

That hiss sound was not quiet enough. Suddenly, Garth slammed on the brakes, throwing Macaulay in the floor and sending Kenny flying head first toward the front of the van. The butt plug he was trying so diligently to remove was instantly sucked back in by his asshole. At the same instant, he flew about three feet [90 cm] before he reached the end of his chain and felt an explosion of intense pain in his balls and stomach. He felt as if his nuts had been slowly ripped from his crotch as he wailed and bawled in agonizing misery. He cradled his tortured nuts in his hands and curled up on the floor in the fetal position waiting for the pain to go away.

"That will cost you, boy." Garth yelled at the crying boy. "You are going to learn that you don't fuck with me one way or another. One more thing today, and no matter where we are or what we're doing, we're going to the bathroom to get a real spanking, MY WAY!" He glared at Kenny, not seeming to show concern for his balls at all, then went back to the driver's seat and continued down the road.

Kenny stayed on the floor this time and knew better than to try to remove his plug again. He left it there even though it felt like it was in a worse position than before. His balls were throbbing to make it even worse and he needed to pis.

"Garth!" Kenny called to the front.

"What do you want, boy." Garth replied, coldly.

"I need to pee!"

"Hold it!" he yelled.

"I really can't, you know."

"You really will, you know. If you pisson my van, you, my friend, will be out here licking every drop of it up." he said, no humor at all in his voice. "We'll be where we're going in a few minutes. You can go there."

Kenny waited, now holding his dick which was becoming erect from the increasing pressure on his bladder.

Finally the van pulled into a place that Kenny couldn't see, simply because there were no windows towards the back.

Garth went to the back of the van once again and pulled Kenny to his feet. He released his balls from the chain and dressed him in his shorts. The massive hardon could be seen even more profoundly now through the thin material. Luckily the shorts were tight enough that his dick would not fall out of the leg with no warning. He did have to keep propping it up on occasion so it wouldn't expose itself in public. Kenny could not believe that this man was doing this to him; making him come out dressed in shorts like this with no underwear at all.

They all got out of the van and went inside the huge mall at the center of the parking lot. Garth was carrying a large shopping back since he probably planned to buy a few things.

As he walked around the corridors inside, Kenny looked around nervously since he thought people were staring at him and wondering why he was dressed in such short shorts.

Not many people stared at him, save for a few men walking by. Also, a few boys walked past him and gave him looks of admiration while turning around to watch his leg muscles ripple from the back.

Garth decided Kenny needed a new pair of hi-tops to wear. The ones he had on were fine but Garth liked his boys to wear the highest hi-tops of all and the ones Kenny had did not fit the bill. They walked inside the shoe store.

As in all shoe stores in the mall, the clerk mobbed them as soon as Garth's toenail hit the tile. "What can I do for you today, sir?" The clerk greeted them. The clerk's name tag said 'Da id', and Garth assumed the missing letter was a 'v' so he said, "I need shoes for my boy today, David."

"Okay. Come sit over here, then."

The young, blonde haired man gestured toward a row of chairs from which Kenny made his choice. Macaulay sat on one side of him, while Garth sat on the other.

"And what kind of shoe are you looking for today?" the clerk inquired.

"The biggest hightops you have, kid."

"Okay, I have just the shoe. I need to get your shoe size, though," he said as he pulled his stupid looking stool up and sat down with his foot meter in hand.

Garth made more body contact than was necessary when he picked up Kenny's leg and placed the foot on the ramp of the stool. This was followed by a firm caress of the boy's muscular calf sitting right in front of the clerk who was watching with his mouth hanging open.

"Go ahead," Garth said. "Do whatever you have to."

David then placed his hand under the boy's calf and lifted his foot closer to the top of the ramp. He squeezed the hard muscle firmly in his right hand before releasing it. David was getting a hard on from this interaction with the young boy.

Kenny didn't suspect anything at all when the clerk brought his meter around and lifted the calf once again, squeezing more firmly the young muscle. This time he slowly allowed his hand to run down the rest of the boy's leg to his foot. He measured the foot and found a perfect nine incher [23 cm].

He raised his leg again to remove the meter and followed that with a firm slap on the thigh as he said, "Okay, I'll go see what I have in back."

He walked off, adjusting his crotch once his back was turned.

He returned a few moments later. "You know, we have such a big selection that I'd be bringing them out for the next few hours. Can he just come back with me and check them out for himself?"

Garth, not suspecting anything either said, "Sure, that's fine. But I want to see them before he picks them out."

"Okay, no problem," he said nervously. "What's your name?" He looked at Kenny.

"Kenny," he responded.

"Okay, c'mon back and let's find some shoes."

Kenny followed the clerk through the curtains and into the back room. He lead the boy through the maze of racks with shoes piled to the ceiling. He finally stopped at the hi-top section and stepped aside to allow Kenny to explore to his heart's content.

Kenny carefully began rummaging through boxes, opening each one and checking the shoes. David stood right behind him getting as close to the boy as he possibly could without touching him.

Finding a shoe that he liked, Kenny began examining it more closely. David stepped closer to him, his chest now in contact with the boy's head.

He reached around both sides of Kenny to show him the features of the shoe and pressed his erection into Kenny's back. He was rubbing it up and down the boy's muscular back as he absent-mindedly quoted features and fanciness of the shoes.

David handed the shoe back to Kenny and slowly brought his hands up to the boy's chest, massaging the muscles under the tight skin firmly.

It was then that Kenny knew what the man wanted from him. He began to get hard himself now that he realized what was going on. He turned around and took the man's hand lower to the growing stiffness between his legs. David gasped when he felt the size of the meat hanging from his crotch.

In a flash, he had the boy's dick out and was sucking on it hungrily. He swallowed the whole thing in its entirety, bobbing on it and deep throating it alternately.

Kenny felt himself relax some and he leaned back against the shoe rack as the man began sucking harder on the now fully aroused pecker meat.

The boy leaned his head back, feeling the pleasures of a pending orgasm building deep within his balls. It was quickly cut off, however by Garth coming through the curtains and down the very aisle where Kenny was getting his dick sucked.

"Come on, Kenny. I told you that if you did one more thing, you'd be sorry, didn't I?"

The voice startled the clerk and he suddenly spit out the dick and ran a few feet before turning around to see if he was about to be murdered for sucking off the son of a man who was twice his size. Garth paid him no attention and asked Kenny again, "Didn't I!"

Kenny slowly nodded his head.

"Okay, then. You're getting it, then." He turned to the clerk who was white with fear. "Ring these up, please."

The shaking clerk took the shoes and watched over his shoulder as he walked back towards the sales floor. Garth followed pulling the reclothed Kenny behind him.

"That'll be One eighty-five ninety two, please." the clerk said.

"All right, here." he handed him the money. After getting his change, he walked quickly out of the store and Kenny knew he meant business when he saw they were headed for a sign marked, "Restrooms".

Garth cut through the crowds of people as he stormed for the door with Macaulay close behind. He busted the door wide open and pushed Kenny into one of the stalls, passing a few men taking leaks in the urinals. Macaulay was waiting outside.

"Okay, I told you what would happen if you misbehaved, Didn't I!" Garth said loudly.

"Yes," Kenny responded meekly.

"Okay, then, drop your shorts." Garth commanded.

Kenny did as he was told. He dropped his shorts and waited for Garth's next move which was to turn Kenny around so that the boy's butt was facing him.

He yanked the butt plug out of Kenny's ass with no warning at all. Kenny yelped loudly.

"Oh, I haven't even touched you yet! Garth said to cover what he was doing in the stall.

Kenny looked behind him and was shocked to see Garth pulling a thick, black ten inch [25 cm] dildo out of his shopping bag. The boy took a deep breath, knowing that he was about to be fucked in a public place by that thing. He held his breath and awaited the invasion.

Garth slid the dildo in easily since the hole was already stretched from the butt plug. The depth had not been shaped so Kenny did feel the dildo as it stretched him ten inches [25 cm] deep. He moaned under his breath, not wanting to attract attention to himself.

Garth released the dildo and it slowly started to retract due to the involuntary muscles forcing the invader out. Kenny looked behind him once again and saw Garth standing there with a paddle.

Before Kenny could even look ahead of him again, the man laid into Kenny's ass with the long paddle, driving the dildo into his as with a shocking pound to the bottom of his stomach.

Garth repeatedly pounded on the dildo impaled inside Kenny's battered asshole with the paddle and enjoyed the loud slap of the hard board against the twin globes of boyflesh. Each time the man struck the rubber dick, it would be forced deep inside, then the slowly work its way out only to rocketed back in by the paddle.

Kenny thought his stomach was going to be forced out through his mouth as Garth struck him a fifteenth time. THWACK!

This brought a repeated moan from the boy as the dildo seemed to drive itself deeper and deeper with every lick of the paddle.

To the people in the bathroom, it sounded like the boy was getting a well deserved spanking, but little did they know the kid was being anally raped at the same time by a monstrous dildo.

After four more licks and three more megalicks, Garth stopped paddling and forced the dildo deep inside and held it there. "Now, Kenny. Do you think you can follow instructions? When I say don't cut up, that's what I mean," he said as he pressed harder against the fake dick almost shoving even the base inside.

Kenny just sobbed lightly and never said a word. In a brutal attempt at forcing a vocal response from the boy, Garth pulled the dildo out until only the head was inside, then quickly crammed the entire ten inches [25 cm] all the way back in. He then began to slowly corkscrew the object, cruelly scraping the whole surface of Kenny's bowels and bringing a loud groan from the boy.

"Okay! Okay!" he said loudly and then began softly crying again. The depths of his asshole still felt like it had been pounded hard.

Kenny never said another word throughout the rest of the time at the mall. They were soon back out to the van and everybody was right were they were when they unloaded before. Kenny was down in the floor with his balls tied to the ring once again and Garth and Mac were at the front.

Kenny's balls were recovered from the earlier event but the pain deep in his butt replaced it for a while until it, too, finally stopped hurting.

They drove through the country for about thirty minutes and turned off onto a dirt road. The area seemed untouched by man as they drove along, seeing no houses or power lines or businesses. Only trees, grass, and small mountains were visible.

Garth turned the van off on a smaller side road that was narrow and shrouded by trees. They drove for several minutes more and Kenny finally stood up so he could see more of what they were going through.

One more time, Garth turned the van onto what seemed to be a trail in the woods that was barely wide enough for them to drive through. Trees branches were rubbing the sides of the van as the road twisted and curved around.

They came to a place where a log was in their path. It was huge, being about a foot and a half [45 cm] thick, and there was no way they were going to be able to move the monster. But Garth reached above his sun visor and brought out a remote control device that moved the log out of their path.

This all seemed very strange to Kenny as he realized that the log was a gate.

After driving down the trail and around another sharp curve, they came to a building that seemed to be old but restored. It looked fairly clean and although it only had one story, it looked as if it would have been more efficient to just build it higher.

There were trees growing up out of the top of the building and growing closely all around it. It looked as though it could not be seen from the air if a plane was to fly over.

Garth went to the back of the van once again and removed the lock from Kenny's balls. Kenny started to put his shorts back on but Garth took them from him and then removed the boy's shirt. He stuffed them in the glove box of the van, leaving Kenny totally naked again.

"Come on. Get out," Garth commanded to Kenny.

Kenny obediently got out, looking around to see if anyone was watching. To his amazement, he saw other naked boys walking in with fully dressed men. Some had leashes around their necks while others were allowed to walk in freely as was the case with Kenny.

The boy looked up at the man with a scared look about him. Garth ignored it and took the kid's arm and began walking towards the building. Macaulay followed and Kenny was jealous that he didn't have to take his clothes off, too. "Why isn't Macaulay naked, too?"

"Because he's not the one I want to be naked." Garth replied coldly. "Now shut up. Naked boys are not allowed to talk in here. If you say a word while we're in here, I'll whip you with a bigger dildo than I did before."

That made Kenny want to be quiet. The ten incher [25 cm] he had stuffed inside him was painful enough, but a bigger one would kill him.

They walked inside and there was a long, wide hallway with various rooms on either side with big open fronts. There were signs above each one. Some were lighted and some were just banners. It looked like a mall but as they walked along, Kenny looked to his right and read a sign that said, "Boy Discipline Shoppe". Garth saw what he was looking at and they went inside. Garth was grinning ear to ear as he stared in wonder at all the disciplinary objects neatly displayed on the store shelves.

Chapter 11

He made all his final selections and made his way to the front where a friendly cashier was waiting to serve him just like in a discount store at closing time. The clerk cheerfully rang up the sale and asked him to shop again soon while winking at Kenny who was standing several feet away observing both of them. Garth asked the clerk for a receipt in case he should need them for tax purposes later in the year.

He walked toward Kenny, nudging him out of the store as he walked further down the way. He and Macaulay suddenly decided that they were hungry so they all went into the hot dog joint and looked at the menu posted above the counter.

The greasy man behind the counter watched the trio as they tried to make up their minds. It's true they only served hot dogs but there were several varieties.

Garth finally decided what kind he and Macaulay would have. Kenny did not get a chance to make up his mind. In fact, as soon as the crew member took Garth's order and rang it up, there were two men coming around the corner and headed for Kenny with their arms out. They were going to get him!

Kenny suddenly became frightened as the men picked him up and carried him into the back, leaving Garth and Macaulay out in the dining area.

The men laid Kenny across a cold stainless steel table from which he instantly tried to climb down from. Of course the men wanted him there or they would not have put him there to start with. They immediately grabbed him before he could run out into the dining room and placed him back on the table. This time, they tied him face down with restraints located at each corner. They placed a large plastic apparatus under his midsection that raised his butt up in the air.

The two men looked at the plug inserted in there and one of them yanked it out without warning, causing Kenny to grunt in agony.

They brought a water hose around from the sink that also had a suction side so that water would not get all over everywhere. He inserted it into Kenny's butt and turned it on. Kenny instantly felt his insides being cleansed by warm water. It felt really nice compared to the butt plug that had been there before.

This flusher had an air insertion function on it that made bubbles in his bowels as the water circulated around bringing more pleasure to the boy. He began to get an erection.

The clear hose was now running clear water so much to Kenny's dismay, they removed the hose, sucking the last bit of water out of him. The pleasure had stopped but Kenny was almost ready to beg them to wash him out again. He remained silent.

One of the men, Hubert, looked at the order ticket. "He says he wants a large sunken hot dog treasure."

"Oh, wow!" said the other man named Rupert. "Those are my favorite! They have lots of ingredients and folks really lov'em." He sounded overly excited about such a small thing.

"All right," Hubert started, "let's get started. First thing, the treasure. What do you think they'd want as their treasure?"

"Well, maybe a hard-boiled egg," Rupert said matter of factly.

"You dumb ass. It has to come through a straw!"

"Oh! That's right. I forgot." He grinned sheepishly.

"Here. Just put this in there. It's our special today and most of the time, people like it."

He handed Rupert a pump canister containing a thick, cream colored food product. It almost looked like frosting for a cake. Rupert pointed the tip at Kenny's rectum and inserted the tip deep inside. He pressed on the ejection handle and slowly filled Kenny's ass with the creamy stuff.

Kenny now knew these guys were crazy. What they were doing didn't hurt him all that much. In fact, it kind of tickled him in a way.

Rupert emptied the container and Kenny definitely felt well packed in there as the substance had completely filled him up. He was holding his rectum closed since he knew by now it was expected of him.

But Kenny shrieked when he looked behind him and saw Hubert holding a steaming fifteen inch [38 cm] weenie with a pair of tongs while leaning over a table reading a recipe book. That weenie must have been at least two inches [5 cm] thick. He started toward Kenny, taking one last glance at the book to make sure everything was going okay.

With no hint of remorse or concern for the comfort of the boy, he shoved the smoking weenie deep inside Kenny's butthole, scalding the boy's sphincter and everything it touched inside him. Kenny held back his screams but held his breath and turned red in the face from the effort.

Hubert left about six inches [15 cm] of the weenie sticking out of the boy's butt. He then got a ladle of piping hot chili and ladled it all over Kenny's exposed butt crack, causing him to grit his teeth in wrenching pain as his insides of his buns were scalded as well.

Rupert followed up with diced onions, cheese, chives, a little mustard and a sprig of parsley for color.

The order was complete. Kenny was served.

They both rolled the table out and placed it between the two seated males who looked their delicious meal over carefully. Neither one could wait to find out what kind of sunken treasure the two men had buried for them so they both went to work, diving head first into the boy buffet that was spread before them.

Garth was licking chili from the bottom before it had a chance to run down the boy's balls while Macaulay was busy topside raking up cheese and onions with his lips. Kenny was not as uncomfortable since his butt crack had heated up somewhat and the food had cooled slightly. He thought the feeling was rather nice, having two people licking all around his butt like this. He was beginning to enjoy it, sporting another hardon that he unfortunately was laying on.

Garth took a big bite out of the wiener then licked up a little more chili to flavor it. Macaulay did the same, raking cheese in with his. Garth now took a larger bite and pulled out on the wiener a few inches. Kenny took a deep breath at the fantastic feeling of the meat being withdrawn slightly.

A glob of chili ran down Kenny's crack and over his balls. This was quickly lapped up by Macaulay who decided to make sure he got all the chili that fell by licking Kenny's balls very thoroughly.

Kenny was enjoying this more and more as the two males continues eating. Finally he felt the wiener completely leave his asshole and looked back to see that Macaulay had gotten the last bite. "I should have farted on it," Kenny thought.

"Well, Dad!" Macaulay said excitedly. "The sunken treasure. Ready to go for it?"

"Sure! Go for it!"

They each got a thick straw and stuck them inside Kenny. They started drinking the contents of his asshole with great delight as they realized it was vanilla dream cream. It tasted like home made ice cream and a whipped topping all rolled into one.

Both of them drank deeply and Kenny reveled in the feeling as he enjoyed his bowels shrinking smaller and smaller. Garth and Macaulay stopped drinking, thinking they had gotten it all.

"Hey, you guys!" Kenny said, sounding happy for the first time since he had been declared a torture boy slave. He looked back at them and smiled saying, "Hey! There's some more in there, I can feel it. Why don't you get that out, too!" He sang cheerfully.

Kenny laid his head back down across his arms, still smiling and he closed his eyes to await more pleasure of the two sucking his asshole.

The whole room suddenly filled with his own loud scream as Kenny felt his ass being ripped apart as Garth attempted to get his hand inside Kenny's butt to scoop out what was left of the delicious dessert. Garth was in the boy's butt up to his middle knuckles as he pushed harder and harder to get his hand inside.

He was feeling a lot of resistance as he was now stretching Kenny's asshole wider than it had ever been stretched before and he was not yet up the biggest knuckles of his large fist.

He finally got his fingers deep enough that he could hook them under and ball his fist up, which is what he did. He then stood up and grabbed Kenny's shoulder for more leverage. He pushed harder and harder with constant force and Kenny's butt hole was losing the battle as Garth's knuckles were swallowed by the boy's shredded asshole.

Macaulay was sitting to the side with his dick out, rubbing it hard and eating his own precum as it drooled out into his hand. He cheered his father on when his tongue wasn't busy licking his fingers.

Garth gritted his teeth and gave one last hard shove and with a loud cry from Kenny, found his whole fist vanished inside the boy. He uncurled his fist and pushed in a little deeper, feeling around for the extra dessert Kenny said he felt in there. Not finding it anywhere near the entrance, he pushed more of his massive forearm into the already damaged asshole.

Macaulay was jerking himself harder now and moaning with pleasure as he watched his father abuse the muscular boy ass in front of him. He felt cum bubbling up in his balls as he threw his head back in complete pleasure.

The man now had half his forearm inside and Kenny felt like if he put any more of his arm inside, he'd need to have the two halves of his body sewn together after this was all over with.

But a little deeper he went until finally he sighed, "Ahhhh. There it is!"

Kenny felt more and more pain as the man twisted his arm around to scoop up the dessert buried deep within his butt. After collecting it, Garth yanked his entire arm and fist out of Kenny with one foul jerk, causing yet another high wail of agony from the sweating boy.

Macaulay liked the sight of this as it sent him even closer to the realm of ecstasy. The blond boy was breathing heavily and moaning and groaning with every stroke of his hand on his hard, angry dick.

Garth pulled back on Kenny's forehead and the boy's mouth opened. Garth raked the goo off his hand and into the boy's open mouth. Kenny wanted to gag at the very idea of eating something that had been inside his butthole, but Garth covered the boy's nose and mouth and only released them when he swallowed the mess.

That did it for Macaulay. He jumped up and ran around to the front side of Kenny and shoved his dick down the boy's throat. He began fucking the mouth hard. Kenny was gagging at the sudden invasion but Macaulay was too selfish to care if he even hurt the b boy. He bucked his hips harder and harder with his dad cheering him on as he finally squirted several shots of hot boy cum inside his slave's hot mouth. His bucking slowed as Kenny began to get turned on again and started sucking harder on Macaulay.

But the boy had gotten his rocks off and that's all he cared about. He took his dick away from Kenny who was now wanting it bad and sat down at the booth.

Hubert and Rupert came back out and took Kenny away into the back to clean him up. They flushed out his well-stretched ass, bathed his body, replaced his buttplug which Kenny thought seemed to fit a little looser than before, and sent him back out to meet his party.

The boy walked out and obediently stood beside Garth and Macaulay.

"Let's go. We've got to get home, now." Garth said.

The three walked out of the store and decided at the last minute to see what was in the rest of the place.

Kenny walked between the two of them, staring at Garth hoping to find some indication of what he intended to do to him next. He saw Garth's eyes light up and looked to see what it was he was so interested in. The naked boy read a sign that said, "Enter your boy here! Competition in three weeks!"

Garth headed for the place, bringing both boys along with him.

Inside they found a few men with one naked boy each standing around or sitting waiting to talk to someone about the competition. The some of the boys were nice looking while others seemed a bit frail and sickly. Kenny looked at all of them, and noticing for the first time that they were staring at him and his massive dick between his legs. He tried to cover himself but Garth was holding one hand and Macaulay was holding the other. There was nothing he could do because his masters would surely do him in for trying to unhand them. He just let the other boys stare.

Some of them started to get hard while looking at him while others looked downright scared. One thirteen-year-old kid in particular who was built very well had his own hardening dick rising before him as he stared at Kenny. The attractive young lad was only a few inches taller than Kenny and had hair that was light brown, almost blond, and was a little longer on top with a slight curl to it. His eyes were a spectacular shade of emerald green which went nicely with his evenly tanned skin. The boy had no tan lines meaning that he most likely spent all of his time naked. The boy's cute, round globes of boy meat were as tanned as his back and muscular legs.

The boy's face had an element of mystery to it that fascinated Kenny. His full lips that were only slightly darker than his face, and his small button nose and light colored eyebrows began to give Kenny an erection as well. Kenny thought he was falling in love all of a sudden as he felt the urge to say something to him. Say something that he might be able to at least find out his name.

Kenny's dream-like state was abruptly interrupted as he felt Garth tugging at the butt plug lodged in his ass. He pulled it out with little resistance since Kenny was recently stretched so far. Kenny felt relieved as he thought that finally he could walk around with his sphincter closed instead of gaping wide open. He was wrong.

He looked up at Garth and found the man taking another slightly larger buttplug out of a box he had purchased at the discipline shop. The plug had no shine to it and actually appeared to be flexible. Garth finally got it out of the box and wrapper. Then, lubricating it very little, he shoved it back inside Kenny's weary asshole.

Kenny moaned as his ass was stretched once again and looked up to just in time to see Garth pull a key and chain out of the same box the butt plug was in. He tried to see what Garth was doing behind him but suddenly understood why the dildo looked so flexible. Garth had ejected a once hidden collapsible crank on the plug and was turning it slowly to the left.

It was then that Kenny realized why the new butt plug was shoved inside him. It was growing inside him! It wasn't growing deeper; it was growing out. Getting thicker inside him while not stretching his sphincter all that much more.

Kenny became weak in the legs as Garth turned the crank more and more until finally it was at its maximum size. He then pushed the crank back in and turned a key that locked it into place. Garth kept the only key to himself.

He then took the chain and attached one end of it to the plug and locked the other end around his wrist. Garth reached behind Kenny and pulled on the plug. It did not budge. Garth pulled harder, dragging Kenny back a few steps.

"Mac! Hold him you dumb shit!" Garth yelled.

Macaulay got in front of Kenny and grabbed the boy in a bear hug around his waist and legs.

Garth pulled again on the plug and both boys fell, Mac landing on top of Kenny.

The man was genuinely satisfied with the new plug. Kenny would now be lead around on a leash since the plug was too big for his sphincter to allow it to exit. Garth had the key and only he could remove it.

Finally the commotion stopped and Kenny looked back at the boy who he wanted so desperately to talk to but he was gone. The boy and his master were gone.

Troubled by this, Kenny stared at the floor.

"That's good, Kenny," Garth said. "You be a good boy slave. Just keep your head down like that while we're in here. It'll make a good impression."

"Cullins!" a loud voice suddenly bellowed.

"Over here!" Garth yelled back. "Now, Kenny. Come with us. We've got to go talk to him."

Kenny went along with it, not knowing what to expect. Garth and Macaulay were seated in an office while Kenny was to remain standing.

"Well, Garth. The name's Grady, just so you know what to call me," he said with a chuckle. "I see you've got two boys here. You know you can only enter one."

"I know. I read it on the rules and regulations. I want to enter him." he said, pointing at Kenny.

"Fine, fine. He's a really hot number, huh! In fact, he's about the best boy I've ever seen. Nice muscle definition. Nice big, I mean, really big, fat cock. And he's got the cutest little face," he said as he felt the young boy up, exploring his body with his cold hands.

"What is the contest all about, anyway? The rules only stated facts about what kinds of boys couldn't enter and what the stipulations are. What is the competition all about?" Garth asked.

"Well, I can't tell you unfortunately. Knowing what the contest is all about might cause problems when it actually starts. We would have trouble giving a fair contest to all the boys involved. All I can say is that it costs two-thousand dollars to enter. If your boy wins first place, you get twenty-thousand dollars. If he loses, you only lost $2,000."

Garth was intrigued. He was loaded with money and didn't care about the two-thousand. He would like to have an extra twenty, though. He eagerly wrote a check which was verified before further processing took place.

The check cleared and Grady summoned the doctor. "Ah, Mr. Cullins, you'll have to remove the boy's butt plug before he goes into the examination room."

Without even bothering to question what they were going to examine Kenny for, not that he cared, he uncranked the plug and slipped it out of the boy's gaping asshole.

Garth and Macaulay watched as the doctor escorted Kenny away from them and through two metal, windowless doors. There was a slight separation between the two doors and the three of them could all barely see Kenny's body lifted into the air. Then they all caught a glimpse of Kenny being lowered onto the table which was followed by a loud scream from the depths of his guts.

None of the three guys ever batted an eye in wonder of what had happened to Kenny behind those doors. Garth and Macaulay just sat there as Grady was busily filing papers in his cabinet.

They heard another louder scream from the boy followed shortly by a long, ghost like moan then silence once again. Noises could be heard coming from instruments within, but no screams from Kenny.

Chapter 12

The doctor turned the unconscious boy around, twisting the skin around his rectum, pressed a button on the table, and the rod tilted back, allowing the boy to be laid flat on his back.

The doctor had to test Kenny's body to make sure it would be able to withstand the upcoming competition. For all the experiments, he needed the boy to be aware and alert, so he gave the boy an injection in his tight, muscular butt, awaiting the reaction. Within seconds, Kenny was awake and moaning loudly reaching for the huge object lodge tightly is his ass.

The doctor proceeded with the tests. Directly across from Kenny's outspread thighs stood an instrument against the wall with two cables hanging out of it. There were clamp looking attachments on the ends of the two cables which were snugly fitted to each of Kenny's loose hanging balls.

The boy groaned loudly again as the pain of the clamps around his balls was coupled with the already existing pain in his sphincter.

The doctor pressed a button on the machine and the slack was taken up by two winch like mechanisms operated by the computerized control panel. Once all the slack was taken, the winches began to tighten the cables and pulling Kenny's balls away from him. Kenny stared at his naked, hairless crotch in horror as the tugging power slowly increased to a level that was beginning to be more and more painful to him.

He was able to read the scale on the machine and saw that it read five pounds [2½ kg]. The scale could register as high as forty pounds [20 kg], and the five pounds [2½ kg] was now nearing the ten pound [5 kg] mark as Kenny suddenly started screaming once again. The pain on his balls was incredible as he stared again at the scale that was now approaching seventeen pounds.

He felt like his nuts were being ripped from his sack. He threw his head back and clenched his fist tightly; his knuckles white from the pressure. The scale was now reading twenty-five pounds [12½ kg] and the boy's balls were stretched way out. The skin was pulled so tightly that a song could be played on it like it was a guitar. Every muscle in the boy's body was tightened as he struggled to keep his nuts from being yanked from his burning crotch.

Kenny didn't have to look to tell that the pull on the cables was increasing even more. He felt like he was also being pulled harder onto the rod that was packed in his ass, driving it deeper and deeper. The scale was now at thirty-five pounds [17½ kg] and with a sudden increase in power, the scale jumped the maximum register and if numbers had been there, they would have registered fifty pounds [25 kg]. The cables suddenly jerked, then instantly slipped off Kenny's balls. The boy passed out once again from the maddening pain as his balls snapped back, up onto his belly, and fell back down to hang very low between his legs. Both balls fell to one side of the monster still wedged in his hole.

The doctor had not expected the clips to come of and frantically dodged them as they flew towards him. He heard one whiz by his head as he ducked to avoid being hit in the eye.

He gave the boy another injection which aroused him again. The crying youth cradled his balls lovingly to soothe the ferocious pain inside.

The doctor, having no concern for the boy's discomfort, seized the balls from him and struck each one several times with a small mallet he had in his right hand. He continued to roll the large balls around in his fingers, testing them for signs of swelling. Satisfied with the results, he released the hairless balls once again, dropping them painfully on the table.

Kenny groggily watched the doctor walk toward him carrying a latex dildo with measurement increments on it. The base read fourteen inches [35½ cm]. Kenny's butt suddenly was in heaven as the lock holding him was released, allowing his hole to shrink a little to a size that was more natural. But this was quickly replaced with the dildo which was crammed in all the way to the 11" mark.

"Uh-oh!" the doc said. "This may disqualify you here. You must be able to take the entire fourteen inches [35½ cm] to qualify. Let me get your master." He walked out of the room, leaving Kenny there and returned with and Macaulay following close behind.

The doc looked at Garth. "I wanted you to see the disqualification for yourself, Garth, so there would be no mistake. This is as far is it will go."

"No! No, no, no! I want to do this! Is there something you can do?" Garth demanded angrily.

"I'm afraid I can't. The boy is simply not able to take the whole fourteen inches [35½ cm] and he must be able to in order to compete."

"We'll see about that! That boy is going in and I'll see to that right now!" All at once, Garth placed his hand on the end of the dildo that was still hanging out of Kenny's butt and shoved with all his might. Suddenly, something gave and Kenny let out a terrified scream as the rest of the dildo was buried to the base in his abused hole.

"There," Garth bragged. "He can take it. He's in, right?" Garth pumped the whole thing in and out, each time meeting resistance at eleven inches [28 cm], but shoving it on in anyway.

"Well, so far. But there are still a few more tests." Without bothering to take the fourteen inch [35½ cm] dildo out of Kenny's ass, the doctor brought another, more flexible dildo out of a drawer and poked the end in Kenny's mouth. He shoved and the boy had no choice but to swallow the monster or have his brain pushed out through his neck.

The dock shoved the rubber dick into the face of the terror stricken boy who could not scream from the lack of air. The entire twelve inches [30 cm] of the oral dildo was now buried in Kenny's mouth. The boy could not breath and the doctor was timing him with his watch.

After several seconds of no air, Kenny was becoming genuinely horrified once again. It had been a minute and a half and the dick was still in his throat, blocking his air flow. The boy was becoming dizzy as the watch reached two minutes and thirty seconds.

The doc grasped the end of the dildo, and as soon as his watch reached three minutes, he pulled the dildo out of the boy's mouth. He instantly sucked in his precious air only to be let out again by an animalistic scream as a long tube was pushed into his dickhole.

He looked down to find the doctor slowly inching the unlubricated tube into his flaccid dick. He could feel it now entering the base of his cock. The doctor inched it forward about two more inches [5 cm], then stopped. He attached the other end of the hose to a strange looking machine on which he flipped a switch.

Kenny felt a burning sensation between his balls as a vacuum was being created inside him. He watched as clear fluid started flowing up the tube and into a test tube on the other end.

After about six drops of precum had been collected, the machine was shut off and the tube was mercilessly yanked from his dick.

After the doctor worked on his findings for a few seconds, he called Garth and Macaulay back in and told them that Kenny was almost qualified for the competition except that he must cum for him.

"I need him to cum because boys who can't cum, can't be in the competition. It would be unfair to the other competitors."

With that, he reached up from the ceiling and brought down an attachment that was slipped over Kenny's shriveled cock. It was instantly sprung to life as the doc pushed a button on the apparatus and a vacuum formed inside, causing blood to rush to the penis inside.

Kenny felt the great pleasure as a soft, oily pad protruded from the base of the toy and began milking his dick in the suction. The quick pumping action brought Kenny close to orgasm in less than three minutes when his asshole clamped tight around the massive object even still in his butt. Ropes of cum splattered the inside of the tube only to be picked up by the milking mechanism and smeared all over the boy's dick.

The doctor noted now many squirts came out of the kid's jerking dick and the approximate amount of cum, which was about five tablespoons.

"My," the doc said, "he is a virile young boy, isn't he. Look at all that cum!"

Cum was splashing around inside the tube; the pump still pumping hard on Kenny's dick. The boy could feel a second orgasm building inside him. The doctor saw this in the boy's face and dropped the vacuum from seven p.s.i. to two p.s.i., almost a total vacuum. The boy's dick swelled, and even though the kid was circumcised, he still had plenty of skin to slide around the shaft.

Kenny moaned louder in great pleasure but also gaining pain as the suction on his dick seemed to be trying to explode his dick head. The doc increased the milking speed as well, sending Kenny over the edge. He quickly shot another load of cum that mingled with the previous load, filling the chamber even more with his white, creamy boy cum.

Kenny was now having slight involuntary spasms from the overdone pleasure that his sensitive dickhead was being subjected to. the doctor let the machine run at it's current speed, but then started a pumping action on the vacuum as well. Kenny's prong swelled and shrank to the rhythm of the vacuum. This brought even more pleasure to the boy and he already felt a third orgasm boiling inside him.

His dick was slick and shiny with his own cum as the machine mercilessly pumped the helpless boy's dick over and over. Kenny rolled his head back and forth as waves of fantastic ecstasy coursed through his crotch and throughout his body. He felt a short contraction under his balls followed once again by a rocket of cum splattering against the top of the tube.

The doctor stared in disbelief at the amount of cum made by the balls of such a young teenager, but he made note of it and let the pump continue.

Kenny's eyes were now glazed over as he lay there, totally giving up on trying to cum. As the fourth orgasm came around, Kenny did not react since his energy was lost. He felt the throws of agonizing pleasure but made no reactions at all as his dick shot yet another load of cum. This load was much smaller than the last, but a few drops did spill.

The doctor stared wide-eyed and amazed at the boy's drooling dick. "I have to keep this up until nothing comes out, you know. I have to know how much he stores."

"No problem," Garth said. "He can take it. He's had better."

"All right. I don't think anything else will come out though. He's through."

The doctor was right. Kenny found the strength to arch his back in a painful position as the milker pulled a dry, fifth orgasm from his body. The boy was now sweating madly from the calories burned trying to stay conscious throughout the whole ordeal. The doctor didn't bother to take the pump off and it was still pumping as the he filled out the rest of the paperwork.

Each time the milker went down, it was completely submerged under a couple of inches of boy cum which was then spread once again over the hard dick.

Finally he turned the machine off and pulled the toy off the boy's crotch. The cum spilled out all over his crotch and the table. Macaulay was entertained by this and walked over, scooped a big load in his hand and slapped it across Kenny's thigh. He slowly massaged the juicy cum into the kid's muscular thigh making slow circular motions and enjoying the feel of the slick mess in his hand.

After completely covering the boy's leg, Mac continued massaging while at the same time licking the cum he'd smeared everywhere.

Kenny knew someone was down there playing but he didn't care as he recuperated from his orgasms.

Mac was still licking up and down the slippery, shiny thighs and calves absorbing into his tongue the taste of the boy's treat. He ground his face into the cummy legs and ran his lips across them steadily; occasionally letting his tongue slide across it as well. He moved to the side of the leg and started sucking on the leg, attempting to give the kid a hickey through his cum.

Kenny was rather enjoying the attention and made no protest when Macaulay suddenly stripped and jumped up on the table completely naked and sporting a huge seven and a half inch [19 cm] boner. Mac straddled the boy's still slick, cum drenched leg and ground his erection into the hard, lean thigh muscle.

Garth and the doctor both watched Macaulay perform with smiles on their faces as the boy picked up his pace. He was humping the smooth, hairless leg feverishly now and was breathing heavily. The six-pack of muscles in his belly were ballooning in and out with his lust for the young boy.

Macaulay slid all the way down to Kenny's ankle then slowly and without stopping, slid over the pronounced curve of the inside of the thirteen-year-old boy's tight, muscular calf. He paused there for a moment to use his hand to grind his sensitive phallus into the thick, fleshy muscle under the skin, then slid across the back of his knee and up the top of his thigh where he continued humping up and down, reaching an incredible sexual high as he felt a string of cum reach the end of his dick.

The second string pushed the first out and it landed right in front of Mac's dick, all strung out for several inches. Macaulay rubbed his erection in his own cum coating Kenny's leg as he spilled the rest of his load, rubbing his dick and balls in that as well.

Macaulay enjoyed himself a few more minutes before finally jumping down from the table. The still naked boy licked his own cum from Kenny's thigh along with what was left of the cum. The used boy needed no bath, for Macaulay's tongue had done all the work.

Kenny laid there a few minutes and was finally removed from the table by Garth who immediately shoved the butt plug leash back into his anus. The boy made no sound when the object was pushed in, but once again a whimper was heard as it was stretched to fill him up and restrain him from wandering further than the end of the chain connecting him to his master.

After the doctor filled out the rest of the paperwork, they took it back out to Grady who reviewed the results of the exam, then signed the paper qualifying Kenny to participate.

"What contest?" Kenny suddenly asked. "Is that why I just went through all that? So you could enter me in a contest?

"It sure is." Garth stated, not caring whether Kenny liked it or not. "You're going to be in a contest and win me some money!" He sounded overly excited.

Kenny looked back at Grady who was standing in front of him holding a horrifying looking piece of something. It was long, thick and hollow with a tube sticking out of the middle of it with a stainless steel tip on it. The tip was round and hollow as well. There were a few other things hanging off of it with buttons and plugs. Coming off the long section, there were two straps, one on each side, with Velcro and a padlock with steel heavy duty grommets.

Kenny watched Grady and knew that he would be the one wearing that gadget. Grady started towards Kenny.

"Whoa!" Garth started. "What's that for?"

"It's to keep little Kenny here from cumming, that's what" Grady replied somewhat coldly.

"Oh! He can't cum for the next three weeks?"

"No. And if he does, we will be able to tell, believe me."

"Well, why can't he cum?"

"Because it wouldn't be fair to the ones who don't cum but need to, that's all."

With a sigh, Garth finally said, "All right, put it on."

Grady grasped the end of the tube and sent the plastic tube with the metal tip careening down the boy's dick hole. Kenny tried to hunch over, but was held in place by his master who was grabbing him around the chest.

Grady had the whole tube in now and the apparatus was close enough to fasten it around his waist which they did hurriedly, followed by locking it into place.

It was then that Kenny realized that he would not be able to even touch his own dick until after the competition. The shroud covering his boyhood made it impossible to jack off or be sucked off or anything.

Everything was in place. Garth, Macaulay, and Kenny were all on the way back to the mansion and Kenny was in the back, tied down with his balls back in the ring, a huge butt plug in his stretched out asshole, and a case around his dick that was keeping him from touching himself. He already had an itch down there that needed to be scratched. He would just have to live with it for the next three weeks.

Chapter 13

Upon arriving back at the house, Garth unbound Kenny, releasing his balls from the ring, and led him into the house by his leash. It was quite late and they all needed the sleep, so Macaulay went straight up to his room and didn't even bother to get undressed before crawling into bed. He was asleep within three minutes.

Garth took Kenny back into his playroom. "Kenny. This is where you will sleep tonight. After tonight, you will know that I have complete and total control over you."

"What do you mean?" Kenny asked.

"This." Garth picked Kenny up and placed his ankles into two shackles that were attached to the floor. There were no chains on these shackles, leaving no room for slack. Kenny looked down and saw a huge stainless steel dick sticking out of the floor. it was about two and a half feet [75 cm] long and three inches [7½ cm] thick.

Kenny became frightened once again as Garth cranked down the butt plug and pulled it out of his butt. It was then that he realized he was to be placed over and around the massive dildo. Kenny began breathing heavily in anticipation of the assault on his already destroyed asshole.

There was no assault. Instead, Garth pushed him down to a point at which the boy's rectum was pushing against the rod. This was followed by Garth yanking on Kenny's balls and tying them back in a ring attached to the floor. The pull on his balls was not unbearable but he could not lift himself but only a few inches before the pain was excruciating.

Garth left the boy there for the rest of the night. Kenny called after him as he went out of the door, but it was no use. He would stay in that position all night. His knees were bent at a 120 degree angle; his were thighs bulging to support him; and he knew that if he should fall asleep or try to stand up, the results were likely to kill him.

He wished he could at least play with himself, but that was out of the question, too since that damned shroud was covering him. He didn't have a hard on, but he thought he could probably get one since he was so bored.

Through most of the night, just strength alone from his powerful legs was able to keep him up. But eventually he tired of it and had to rely on total will power to keep him from being impaled deeply by that massive rod under him. His knowing that if he fell, that rod would surely reach his throat kept his will power alive until Garth finally arrived the next morning to untie him.

"Good morning, Kenny! How are you today?" Garth asked cheerfully.

"Fuck off, asshole."

"Now, now. That's no way to speak to me, Kenny. Shame on you." He smiled at the boy. "Just for that, you have to do a few exercises today."

Garth pulled Kenny over to the 'flush out station', as it had come to be known, and flushed his asshole out until the water ran clear. He then crammed the locking buttplug back into his ass. The kid screamed, of course, since his asshole had a chance to shrink back to its normal size. The sudden invasion made it feel like he'd had his virginity ripped out of him all over again.

"Okay, you're all set to go!" Garth sang.

"Go where?" Kenny asked.

"Biking! Hiking! Running! Swimming! That's our agenda for the day. I'm throwing a party tonight and I need you to be in top shape for it. Got to get those cute muscles of yours real tight." He smiled and winked at him.

"Man, you're a real weirdo, you know?"

"I know that, kid. Don't you love it?" With that, he picked the naked boy up and carried him outside under his arm.

"Here you go. You're first exercise. The bicycle."

Kenny stared at the bike and wondered how he could ride a bike with no seat. He soon found out as Garth placed him on the bike and tied his ankles to the pedals. He started pedaling up the dirt road and Garth followed on a four wheeler.

He stopped after a few seconds and Garth nearly ran him into the dirt. "Keep going, boy or I'll run you down."

"But there's something wrong with this bike. The pedals are too tight and it's all I can to do make it go up the hill!"

"That's okay. You're doing fine. Just keep it up."

Kenny knew better than to argue with him. He pedaled on up the hill and his own body weight was not enough to push the pedal down. He had to pull up with his right leg as his left was pushing down and vice versa. This was not an easy task. Beads of sweat soon formed all over Kenny's nakedness as he rode the bike along the dirt road. He could feel the heat inside the sheath around his dick as his body heat rose higher and higher. He thought he felt sweat building up inside, but it could have been his imagination.

It was bad enough that the bike was hard to pedal, but he had been awake all day yesterday plus the entire night before. He was totally pooped out and this brute of a man was putting him through this. He wasn't exactly sleepy; more like worn out but his heart was pumping too fast to allow the drowsiness to overtake him.

The boy looked behind him as he pedaled and Garth was riding dangerously close. He picked up the pace a little and Garth backed off but if he slowed down any, the man was right behind him, almost touching the wheels.

Garth watched the virile youth as he put great effort into the pedaling. The veins of the boy's legs and butt were visible as the circulation of blood down there was increasing to supply oxygen to the muscles. Kenny's balls were rolling around between his legs as they pumped on the pedals. The boy's dickhead couldn't be seen swinging back and forth in front of his balls because it was being held straight out by the casing around his dick.

The kid's butt plug was making all this that much more uncomfortable. The physical exertion made his asshole beg to contract and seal the entrance, but the plug prevented this and kept him stretched way out of proportion. His asshole was spread apart about three inches [7½ cm].

For the next few hours, Garth forced Kenny up some of the steepest hills on the estate while allowing him short cool downs by riding down hills occasionally. Even though they were going down hill, the bike had enough resistance on the pedals that Kenny still had to pump, but it wasn't nearly as hard as going up hill.

Kenny's legs burned constantly through the last hour and a half of the work out. When he finally fell off the bike and onto the ground, his legs instantly straightened and rippled with cramps all up and down his thighs.

"Aaaaaaaaugh! Fuck this hurts!" Kenny cried out loud.

"Oh, you big baby. Here, it's not that bad." Garth grabbed Kenny's ankles and bent his legs back so that his knees were on his chest. This sent another howl of pain from the boy as his leg muscles felt like they had been torn off his bones.

"God damn, you crazy fuck! You're killing me!" Kenny screamed.

"Oh, shut up, you double asshole! You're fine. I'm just working out the cramps for you."

He repeatedly worked the kid's legs up and down, up and down. Finally, they stopped cramping, even thought they were well pumped up. Garth stood back and admired the naked boy.

"Gee, Kenny. You're legs look extra nice today."

"Pis on you, pussy." Kenny hated to antagonize the brute, but he was really pissed at him right now.

"Okay, if that's the way you wanna be, it's time for a swim so you can cool that hot head of yours off."

Garth picked the boy up and hurled him into the pool that was a good ten feet [3 m] away. Kenny hit the water and noticed how nice the water felt against his warm skin.

Suddenly he was overcome by the urge to pis. Even thought the tube had been uncomfortable for him since it stretched the inside of his dick out, he was glad to have it at this point. He let his pis flow out of his bladder and through the tube to join the water in which he was treading.

As he emptied his bladder, he noticed that this was no regular pool. It was oval shaped and the walls were about three feet [90 cm] high. He looked toward each end and saw that they curved around. The pool was an oval shaped track of water. Swim in a circle. There were no ladders. He was stuck in here until someone else decided to help him out. "How twisted," he thought.

He looked up at Garth, who was peering down at him. "Well, start swimming, boy." Garth commanded.

Kenny just looked up at the man, with a guilty look on his face that let Garth know what he was up to.

"Well, it doesn't bother me. I'm not the one that has to swim in it. If you get thirsty, you can drink it, too. Now start swimming."

Garth pressed a button that was out of Kenny's line of sight and he heard a noise close by that seemed to get slightly louder. He then decided he'd better swim when he looked behind him and saw a wall of tiny, sharp thumbtack sized needles coming towards him. He swam like there was a school of boy eating sharks after him, checking back ever so often to see if it was gaining on him. He was easily able to keep a pace fast enough to outrun the wall, but was growing tired from the combination of fright and physical exertion.

Kenny changed his swimming style from time to time throughout the chase to keep from cramping. He tried swimming considerably faster than the wall and when he gained a comfortable distance, he stopped, ducked under water, then pushed hard off the bottom in an attempt to pull himself up over the side. However, the water was so deep that by the time he reached the surface, he had lost most of his velocity. He couldn't reach the edge of the pool.

By the time Garth had enough mercy to let the kid stop, he pressed another button and the wall stopped moving. Throwing a ladder down into the water, Garth said, "Come on up! You still have your running to do, you know! Got to keep that body of yours in shape!"

"Why are you doing this?" Kenny protested loudly.

"You'll find out soon enough. Now get up here, because if I have to get wet coming down there to fish you out, it's gonna be bad."

"Kenny once again did as he was told. He climbed the ladder, his perfect physical form glistened in the sunlight, shining brilliantly from the water that was covering him.

The kid reached the top and leaned forward to pull himself the rest of the way out. He looked much like a machine now with the huge apparatus sticking out of his ass and the weird looking attachment on his boyhood. The only thing left exposed was his balls and that made it much worse for him. His balls were not as tolerant to pain as his dick and asshole. Since his dick was covered and out of reach, they had to concentrate more on his balls for his punishments for being such a well-endowed boy.

As soon as he was standing upright, Garth grabbed Kenny's balls and pulled him toward a track he had a special friend of his build. It was made much like the swimming pool, with a wall that chased the victim around the track. There were no stabbing objects on the wall since being knocked down and scraped along the surface would be painful enough.

Kenny screamed and protested as he was pushed through the door of the sicko track. As soon as it closed, the giant wall started coming toward him. He instantly, but reluctantly took off running. He wanted to stay ahead of the thing in case he should trip and fall. This would normally be very unlikely, but he had been put through so much physically demanding activities that day that he could very well lose his energy all at once and fall.

There was nowhere to go on either side as the walls to this torturous arena were at least nine feet [2.75 m] high. The boy was in perfect health and was very strong, but there were limits of what he could withstand. After all, he's only human.

The naked youth ran hard and kept his distance fairly easily. The plug in his ass didn't make the task any easier and the uncomfortable garment over his dick was swaying madly as his feet pounded the track. With every hard impact of his feet, the bulging definition of the beautiful boy thigh muscles was evident. The water that was once on his naked torso had evaporated and was replaced by young boy sweat that was also shining with pride under the hot sun. His short hair was also soaked with sweat that was running down his face.

The muscles of his round, tight butt twitched up and down without the slightest waves of blubber, since fat was virtually non-existent on these buns.

The boy developed a steady pace and ran so long until he felt like he was no longer in control. It was as if his brain was relaxed and his muscles were working on their own.

Kenny felt his endurance waning as once again will power took over to keep him going. He looked back and could tell the wall was gaining on him, but couldn't seem to make himself go any faster. He threw his head back, pointing his head upward breathing heavily for air that he thought might be fresher if he pointed his head up.

His legs pounded hard, his breathing was becoming more and more labored as he had now been running for over two hours. Finally, the inevitable happened. He fell down, skidding a couple of feet, and the wall was still traveling around the track. He had been able to keep it a little over a fourth of the distance around the track behind him, but now it was much closer as he struggled to his feet to run more.

His pace was off now and his running was erratic. He fell again. The wall was only ten feet [3 m] away and seeing this, he screamed and started running forward before he ever stood completely. His crawling run soon transformed to an upright one, but the wall was gaining on him again.

The naked teen was crying now. From somewhere he was able to muster a burst of strength and he pulled ahead of the wall about fifteen feet [4½ m]. In his glory, he breathed a sigh of relief until his foot caught a bump in the track he had been avoiding all along and he went down again. This time be banged his knee pretty hard and when he tried to get back up, his knee gave out and he went down yet again.

The wall chasing him was now only eight feet [2½ m] away. He screamed bloody murder and crawled away from it, but it was easily overtaking him now, at only three feet [90 cm] away. Kenny didn't think he would ever do it, but he gave up and just laid there awaiting whatever pain would come to him. All at once, he imagined himself screaming devilishly as his flesh was being slowly ground away from his bones until he finally died as his carcass became nothing more than a giant, bloody smear with splinters of bone all over the floor of the track.

Chapter 14

Garth carried the boy inside the screwy house and back into the room where he had first experienced his horrifying asshole pain. Kenny was sleeping by the time they arrived and the boy was laid across the table. The casing around his dick was pushed into a hole in the table. Kenny's legs were placed back between the pegs at a straight angle once again and the boy was left there, tied up all over again. Kenny had no idea, of course, because he was asleep, and already in such a deep sleep that it was unlikely for him to wake up.

Macaulay came into the room. "Dad! Watcha doin?"

"Getting ready for the party, son. Remember?"

"Oh! Yeah. You told me about that way back. It's tonight?"

"Sure is. I planned to come up here anyway, but since the school burned down, I thought it would be so convenient to bring Kenny along since his parents were leaving and the school burned down. I thought my guests might like something different this year."

"Well, I was kind of looking forward to it this time, Dad. Can I still get some?"

Garth eyed him with admiration. He was truly a chip off the old block. "Well, you certainly can. In fact, you can do anything you want to Kenny. You can have first shot at him. What do you say to that?"

"Cool! Can I start now?"

"No. Wait until the others get here. That way they can see you shoot you load inside him."

As Macaulay smiled widely at his dad, they heard the doorbell sound. The first guests had arrived.

Garth and Macaulay both went to the door and opened it to reveal three men. All were large, burly, lumberjack looking men and they looked nervous about being there.

Garth sensed their apprehension, but comforted them saying, "All right, guys. Don't worry about being here. Nobody really knows about this place and if some screams get out, it's okay. Nobody's going to hear it anyway.

Macaulay looked out the window beside the door as the helicopter carrying the men in disappeared over the mountain top. "How many more are coming, Dad?"

"Oh, I'm not sure. I sent out fifty-seven invitations, so there's really no telling."

Mac stared some more as if he were waiting for another chopper to appear.

"Okay, guys. Let's go look at the feature attraction!" Garth lead them into the room where they stared in awe at the beautiful body of the boy tied up before them. One of the three men went up to the sleeping youth and massaged his firm, tight ass. "Surely this thing will be coming out." He pointed at the butt plug still inside Kenny's stretched hole. "I mean, I love to see that in there, but it's going to be in the way when I get down to business. And won't it be a little bit loose? How long have you kept him stretched like that?"

Garth laughed at the man. "Yes, it's coming out soon. I still have to flush him out and prep him for invasion. And don't worry about him not being tight enough. I have something special to take care of that. In fact, let's get started. Macaulay. Take off all your clothes and let the guests in as they arrive. Just lead them in here when they come in."

Macaulay obediently removed his clothes and walked out of the room completely naked. His boyish thigh muscles were swinging out to the sides as he walked and his cute buns gyrated as he walked. He had no shame at all as he arrived at the door just as the bell was ringing again. He opened the door to about six more men, the first of which instantly began fondling Macaulay roughly with his big hand. Mac didn't seem to care at all. He didn't even look down or flinch as the men rubbed and caressed his nakedness without even asking or caring about what he thought.

Even though one man was gripping his balls, he started walking toward the sex room where Garth and the others were waiting. The man holding his balls released them and Mac grunted a little when his nuts snapped back into place. His dick was hard, though, and that let the men know that he had enjoyed what they did to him.

Before Mac could even get back to the door, it was ringing again. The time was now six in the evening and there seemed to be hordes of guests arriving now. Garth must have hired several choppers and bribed the pilots to keep quiet about his hideaway.

There were a couple of dozen men at the door this time and Mac invited them all in to meet Garth and see what was in store for them tonight.

All the men had the same reaction as the first when their eyes were pleasured with the sight of Kenny. One man even said that he had only dreamed that boys like this existed. He had no idea they were real.

Garth cranked down the plug and pulled it out of Kenny's ass. He gave the boy several enemas to make sure he was squeaky clean, then pulled a wire with an electrical connection on it out of the floor. He stuck the end into the tip of the casing around Kenny's dick, and turned a knob on a control panel that was mounted to the side of the table just under Kenny's right leg.

Macaulay was amazed since the control panel had not been there even ten minutes earlier. "What's that, Dad?" Macaulay asked.

"Come over here and see, son."

Mac stood right behind Kenny and stared as the other men watched from behind. The dial on the control unit was labeled 'pulse rate' and Garth set it at 'Constant'. He then pushed the activate button and ooh's and ah's could be heard as the men watched Kenny's butthole contract and completely close up.

"Try it out, man. Stick your finger in there," Garth offered his first guest.

The man walked up and pointed his finger at the hole and shoved. With a little force, his finger entered. "Oh, man! That's tight! I can't wait to get started!" He said ecstatically.

Garth grinned. "You think that's good! Watch this!" He got a foot stool and ordered Macaulay to stand on it and shove his hard dick in Kenny's ass. He did so and Garth turned the dial down to a setting labeled '.25 PPS'. He hit the activate button and Macaulay threw his head back in pleasure. Kenny made a noise in his sleep and mumbled something, but instantly fell back into his deep sleep.

"Now, gentlemen. What this setting means is that you get one stroke on your dick every four seconds. It basically emulates a very slow fuck. This is the slowest setting. Now turn it up a notch to '.50 PPS' and you get one pulse every two seconds. Feels a little better right there I believe.

Macaulay was bucking his hips in and out of the contracting hole and beginning to moan with pleasure. He gripped the Kenny's legs where they were pointed straight out and used them to slam himself into Kenny's ass.

"Macaulay!" Garth yelled. "Don't pump inside him like that or you'll ruin my demonstration!"

Mac stopped humping and just allowed the electrical machine to do all the work for him. It actually felt much better to stand still and relax while a virile young boy's asshole was being used as a pleasure orifice.

"Now," Garth continued, "if you set it up another notch to '1 PPS', you get one pulse per second." He set it up and this sent Mac into more pleasureful experiences. He was moaning audibly and the men, probably totaling to about 40, were all staring in amazement at the boy's obvious love for exhibition and sexual pleasure.

"This machine goes all the way up through 2 PPS, 4 PPS, and 8 PPS." Garth quickly ran all the way up through the settings to 8 Pulses Per Second and Macaulay was wild eyed with sexual desire and pleasure. His rock hard erection was being fiercely gratified by Kenny's electrically charged asshole and the boy was enjoying it too much. Macaulay lost control of his body fluids and spit was running out of his mouth as his eyes rolled back in his head. His whole body shook from the extremity of the pleasure he was enduring.

Garth allowed the machine to run. "Now, for those of you who think you can stand it, on the back I have a special button you can push that boosts the power to the machine and gives you a much tighter fuck and raises the frequency to a whopping 16 PPS! That would be like humping yourself sixteen times in one second into a hot young boy's virgin ass! I put it on the back because the pleasure induced by that setting sometimes makes one pass out.

He pressed the button on the back and a hum could be heard from the unit as Macaulay squealed with ecstasy. His dick was nearly being squeezed off his body and the pulse of Kenny's ass was sure to kill him with sexual stimulation. His knees felt weak and he leaned up against Kenny's sleeping body. His dick felt like it was being pulled from his body and as the pumping continued, he finally let out a long, loud cry as the cum was sucked out of his balls in almost a steady stream. It was a long orgasm and if orgasms could be concentrated like orange juice, Mac would have just drank an entire can of concentrated orgasm.

Garth allowed the machine to continue running well past the end of Mac's ejaculation. The boy was hunched over Kenny's body and he had a fearful look in his eyes as he was overcome with a jerking spasm every couple of seconds as he felt an orgasmic aftershock shoot through his body from his sensitive dick.

Garth turned the machine down to .50 PPS and the fear left Mac's eyes and was replaced by complete contentment. Mac was breathing heavily and sighed a long breath of air as another load of sperm was coaxed out of his tightly drawn balls.

"Well, what do you think?" Garth asked the spectators. He needed no words. The men were already lining up and working their dicks to erections. Macaulay was lifted out of Kenny's butt and placed back on his feet. The boy's dick was still rock hard and coated with his own cum.

The first man shoved his eight inches [20 cm] into Kenny's still sleeping body and buried it to the balls. He cranked the machine up to 16 PPS all at once and the sudden shock woke Kenny up with fear in his eyes and a loud scream, but the man in back was instantly wide-eyed with pleasure and was brought to the best orgasm he'd ever had within fifteen seconds.

He stepped down, rubbing his dick to make sure it was still there. Kenny had fallen back asleep as another mounted him and placed the machine on a lower setting to prolong the experience.

"Damn," the first man said as he continued massaging himself. "How the fuck does that thing do that?"

"Well, see that plug running into the case around Kenny's dick?"

"Uh huh." he nodded.

"There's an electrical charge that runs from the unit, through a wire in the floor and up to that case. Inside the case, a hollow tube is inside that he pisses through, but also running through the tube are wires that run to a surgical steel tip at the tip and a surgical steel section that touches the area near his prostrate. The electrical current shocks his prostrate and causes his asshole to contract.

"Okay, but wouldn't that make him cum, too? I didn't see him cum."

"Well, normally it would," Garth explained, "but the tube running down there blocks the cum so it can't come out. Kenny will experience the feelings of the orgasm but will not cum. He's so sleepy now that I doubt he will know what's happening to him."

"Man, you're a genius. But why can't he cum?"

"I don't know yet. I'm entering him in a competition and they put this gizmo on him to keep him from cumming. The contest is in about two and a half weeks."

"Oh," the man thought. "Well, I hope he wins for you."

"Oh, he will win. If he doesn't, there will be more in store for him than he ever imagined."

"Heh heh heh. I see." He looked around, suddenly seeming bored.

Garth noticed this. "Well, if you're bored, just go find Macaulay and do with him whatever you wish. He's always agreeable to pretty much anything so just find him and tell him what to do, and he'll usually always do it."

"Thanks! I'll do that." He walked off, looking around the room, obviously for Macaulay.

Garth admired the group of men he invited to his party. He looked up and down the line of men who had, by now, stripped themselves of all clothing. They all had hard dicks and were looking toward the front of the line as each man had his turn in the hot asshole.

The doorbell rang once again and Garth answered it this time. At the door stood one man and about fourteen boys aged nine to seventeen. Garth stared in disbelief at the boys who were all totally naked and wearing happy smiles on their faces. The youngest one blurted out, "Is this where we get to fuck that kid you told us about?"

Garth chimed in, happily. "Why it sure is! Are you glad you get to get your rocks off, little boy?" Garth asked as he gripped the boy's turgid cock in his hand and milked it slowly.

"Yea. I'm glad, but I don't like to get it from you. I want the other boy."

"Well, that's just fine, lad!" Garth motioned the boys into the room where they lined up behind the men to have their turn at Kenny.

One of the men had removed Kenny's legs from the dowels by popular request so they could hand straight down. That way, each person could grab the boy's legs and wrap them around their waist to make for a more intimate fuck. Most of the men just leg them hang there, though.

Garth looked around the room and saw that already, twelve of the men had shot their hot loads of spunk into Kenny's ass. The boy must be full of cum by now. As the thirteenth was brought off, he pulled his dick out and a trail of cum ran out of Kenny's ass and down his legs. His balls were already coated with cum and nobody bothered to wipe it off since it was more of a turn on for them anyway.

The man waked around to the Kenny's head and without wiping his dick, shoved it in the sleeping boy's mouth. He crammed it down his throat and was humping himself for several minutes, withdrawing about every minute and a half to allow the kid to get a couple of breaths of air. He ended up raping the boy's throat as the kid was plowed from the other end as well. Loads of sperm were shot into him at the same time and the men at the back of the line were getting hornier at this new twist in the use of Kenny's body.

From then on, the men shot their first load into Kenny's hot asshole, and their second in his sleeping mouth and throat.

All through the night and well into the morning, the men and boys used Kenny over and over. By now, Kenny had built up so much precum that it was oozing out around the tube and running down the wire hanging from the case. It was okay for him to run precum since most boys do that anyway, but if he shot white loads, it would be found inside the case and that would be unacceptable and be cause for disqualification.

About nine in the morning, Kenny was awakened by the feeling of a giant dick being pushed into him. He looked back and watched as Garth buried himself for the first time since the party started. Kenny yelled at the sensation as he realized his asshole was totally ruined. His hole felt like it was on fire and the muscles felt like they had been ripped wide open. The whole room reeked of sweat and cum. He looked down and saw a trail of cum running down into a reservoir that was placed in the floor. It was full and the cum was just gathering in the recessed portion of the concrete.

Kenny grunted and the force of his grunt send a large load of several men's cummy mixture gushing out of his ass and down his balls and legs. He was still looking at the floor when he saw the huge amount of cum run down the floor and raise the level of the giant puddle about an inch or two [5 cm].

He had no idea what time it was but assumed that his butt had been used for a fuck hole for several hours. Garth then realized that Kenny was awake. He punched the button on the back of his unit and Kenny wailed as he felt an orgasm rip through his own body while looking back and watching Garth revel in his own experience. The man was shaking uncontrollably and moaning in pleasure. Kenny, himself was experiencing a whole new dimension of pleasure now that he was awake. He had been dreaming all night long about having sex, but this was real.

For the rest of the day, the group of men and boys continuously used Kenny's body and the unit as a device of sexual pleasure. However, it all came to an end when Macaulay was taking his seventh ride of the day on Kenny and something went wrong with the pulse unit. Mac had set it to the 16 PPS setting, his favorite, and the machine started smoking. The voltage converter blew out with a loud clap and there was now a steady, powerful current of electricity passing through the pulse unit. At this, Kenny suddenly screamed as the muscles in his legs suddenly cramped and pointed straight out. His asshole contracted tightly, and Macaulay fell off his feet, all of the muscles in his body contracting, too.

The muscles in both boys bodies were tightly cramped and Kenny's asshole was so tight that Macaulay was just swinging there by his dick, hanging under the table. The electric current entering both of their bodies through Kenny's dick was killing them both slowly, but luckily Garth moved quickly enough to yank the plug out of the wall before they both died.

Macaulay fell to the floor as Kenny's asshole relaxed, releasing the boy. They were both unconscious, but still alive. The rubber had melted off the wire leading into Kenny's dick and there was a small amount of smoke and the faint smell of burnt flesh coming from the casing. This panicked Garth so he instantly brought the party to an end and gathered up both unconscious boys and took them to the chopper without even clothing them.

He flew directly to the mall location where the case had been placed on Kenny's boyhood. By then, Macaulay was awake and able to function properly, but Kenny was still unconscious.

"Dad, where are we going?" Macaulay asked, wondering what had happened.

"Mac, the pulse unit went wild and you and Kenny were electrocuted. I think Kenny's dick might be damaged and I'm taking him to see the doc who examined him at the mall so we can check him out. I don't have the key to that thing.

Mac looked at Kenny's beautiful, naked form between them. He placed his hand on the boy's leg and caressed it softly for the rest of the trip.

On arrival, Garth bailed out carrying Kenny. He ran into the mall and directly into the examination room where the doctor was administering the cum test to a thirteen year-old who was busy moaning in pleasure as he was shooting his second load of cum into the machine.

"Please doc, you've gotta help me," Garth begged. "I think he might have fried his dick off!"

"What! You're kidding, right!" the doc stared in disbelief.

He got the proper key and unlocked the case. When he removed it, precum ran out and onto the boy's crotch. The tube inside stuck a little and the doc then realized that there was some internal penal damage but nothing major. The entrance to Kenny's dick was reddened slightly from burns incurred by the incident, but he simply flushed out the tube with a saline solution and did the same to Kenny's dick. He then squirted some ointment down his dick and shoved the tube back in and locked the casing back in place.

"There. That should do it! Just give him time. This is a special ointment I squirted in there. It hasn't been approved for use by any research agencies, but I made it myself and it works wonders. Speeds up cellular restoration in burns, you see."

"Thanks, doc. I'll see you in a couple of weeks."

"Sure. I'm looking forward to watching this one perform!"

"Okay, then. See ya!" Garth and Macaulay walked slowly back out to the chopper and flew back to the house. Kenny remained unconscious for the rest of the day, but finally awakened a couple of days later and was starving to death. Garth and Macaulay both fed the boy their cum, then allowed him to eat regular food.

For the rest of the time they were waiting for the day to go to the competition, things were pretty much normal. In the morning, Kenny would be awakened at 6am and he would have to ride the bike for an hour, run ten miles [15 km], and swim constantly for another hour. He was allowed to rest for about thirty minutes and ended up eating about nine-thirty to ten o'clock every morning. He then had sex with Macaulay and Garth until about three o'clock when they ate again while watching super-extra graphic porno movies of groups of boys having orgies.

They would have sex for another few hours and then Kenny was worn out by Garth forcing him to do calisthenics type exercises. Of course all through the days, Kenny had his butt plug in his ass unless his hole was being used by Garth or Macaulay. The sex was hard to bear because the whole time, even though Kenny was incredibly horny, he couldn't cum because he couldn't get at his dick to please himself. It got to the point that he almost always had a hardon, even through his exercises. He went to sleep with a hardon, and woke up with a hardon.

He wore no clothes through the entire two and a half weeks. He slept with no blankets, not that he needed them, so his body was displayed at all times for his masters' enjoyment and pleasure.

The kid's head of hair grew quickly and by now, what had started as a crew cut at the beginning of school had almost become a mop. The hair was falling just below his brows and was partially covering his ears. It was collar length in back and seemed to be consistently messy. Even after it was combed, it was messy and tousled within five minutes.

He looked even sexier now than he had only four weeks ago. All the workouts had developed his muscles even more, and his longer hair gave him a kind of outlawish look. Like he was an innocent kid gone bad. It was true, though. By then end of the two weeks of routine sex, Kenny had become a young male boy whore. He sometimes asked for sex, and was disappointed when he didn't get it. Having his dick out of reach was starting to turn him on as well. This kid had definitely been brainwashed and he didn't care any more what people thought. He was ready to live a new life of sex and submission. He wanted it bad.

That was a good thing, too. For tomorrow was the day that the competition was to begin so Garth put Kenny to bed early, and the next day, they arrived at the mall's arena just in time to get checked in and see the opening number.

Chapter 15

With that, the coliseum suddenly went completely dark for about ten seconds as the crowd of men began clapping their hands in unison in anticipation of the opening number.

With a loud, high pitched slam, a bright spotlight shined a beam of light to the center of the stage where a young 13-year-old boy was sitting in a chair reading a comic book and eating a chocolate chip cookie. He had a half full glass of milk beside him on a small table.

He wore a red baseball cap, turned sideways, a white T-shirt covered by a blue fish net tank top, which was also covered by a denim jacket. He wore denim jeans that were ripped and very baggy along with white high top shoes sporting fluorescent shoelaces.

Kenny stared hard at the boy's face and suddenly realized that it was the same boy he had been staring at when he was being signed up for this competition. He hardly recognized the boy with all those clothes on.

The room was silent as Felix turned the page on his comic as he took a bite of his cookie, followed by a long drink from his glass of milk. He quickly emptied the glass and attempted in vain to suck more milk out of the bottom.

He set it back down and returned to his comic book.

A loud bass drum began beating in the background which was being piped through the large speakers set all around the stage. Felix looked up and all around as if he were surprised by the noise.

A snare drum soon joined in with the bass drum, "Boom chink boom chink." was heard repeatedly. The bass was loud enough and hit hard enough to vibrate all the chairs in the house and the ends of peoples' noses.

Then, a catchy bass line was added to the beat. Felix looked around in wonder. He looked as if he was really enjoying the music, even though he still acted like he didn't know where it came from.

Felix stood up and ran around the stage, looking into the air, smiling. All at once, all hell broke loose as some really hot tunes began blasting through the auditorium and colored lights began flashing to the same rhythm. Felix suddenly appeared to be so happy, he raced across the stage and flipped himself head over heels about six or seven times, ending in a high triple flip and a perfect land on his feet.

He raced once again toward center stage and slid on his hightops to a stop, where he faced the crowd and began to dance. The crowd roared and cheered as he spread his legs and started rocking his hips from side to side. His slim waist was a nice contrast to his bubble butt when he turned sideways and lifted the back of his shirt which was hanging out of his jacket.

His brow was starting to bead with moisture from the heat generated by his body's movements, so he threw off his jacket, sending it sailing to the side of the stage, followed by his cap. His hair was brown and cut very short. He looked like an innocent little boy having a nice time dancing to some way cool music.

He continued his dance under the flashing lights, prissing around the stage, forward and backward, and causing another loud cheer from the audience. Felix threw off his fish net tank top, leaving him with only the loose white T-shirt, baggy jeans, and hightops on his body.

The music's beat slowed all of a sudden and Felix reacted by putting both hands behind his head and slowly gyrating his hips in a circle. He brought his right hand down, around his neck and slowly ran it across the front of his shirt. He pulled the shirt tail out of his pants, revealing a very dynamic six pack of abdominal muscles at which the crowd cheered yelling, "Take your shirt off!"

Felix ran his hand over his belly a few times in a circle, then pushed his hand further down to his crotch where he squeezed his own genitals through the denim. He threw his head back in an attempt to make the crowd think he was pleasuring himself.

To the crowd's amazement, Felix released his crotch and did an amazingly smooth back flip from a dead stand. When he landed on his feet again, he was holding his shirt to his side, which he threw into the audience of horny men. These men were already so turned on by the boy's performance that a fight broke in competition for the garment.

The shirtless boy continued dancing around the stage, lifting his arms over his head from time to time, revealing his hairless armpits for all to see. The boy's butt was a delightful sight as Felix pranced around the stage, stopping at a few points to shake his butt at the crowd.

Finally, the music stopped. All the lights dimmed except for the bright spotlight. Felix stood at the center of the stage, breathing heavily from his exertion. The same loud beat cranked up again. Felix was smiling widely as he tried to catch his breath. His belly was ballooning in and out. His V-shaped torso was moist and shiny with sweat. The tempo of the beat picked up, when Felix finally turned around and faced the back of the stage. The crowd went mad, yelling, "Take it off! Take it off!" They chanted this for several seconds.

Once again, the snare joined in with the bass drum and flashing lights as Felix swayed his butt back and forth. The crowd watched the boy from behind. They could tell by watching that the kid was unbuttoning his pants. They chanted louder and louder until all at once, Felix released his baggy pants and they fell to his ankles. He stepped one foot out of them and used the other foot to kick them behind him and into the cheering crowd.

Everybody howled when they finally saw his bare ass twisting around before their saucer-like eyes as he kicked his shoes toward the back of the stage. He sprinted to the back of the stage, then turned around and raced back to the front, once again doing several flips, ending in a high somersault to land hard on his feet. His bouncing dick was hard and bobbing up and down right in front of over twelve thousand people.

With a loud blast of bass from the speakers, the music started at full swing once again. Now, the dance was really beginning.

The naked teenaged youngster pranced around the stage; his horny cock swaying madly in all directions. He stopped at center stage with his back to the audience then leaned over and stuck his firm, round ass out toward them all. His tiny puckered sphincter could be seen in the flashing colored lights as he pumped his hips backward in time to the music. All the people got louder and hornier at the sight of his hairless ball sack swinging back and forth with the bucking of his hips. As the crowd cheered him on, he looked behind him with the biggest grin.

Kenny watched and saw the smiling boy perform. He thought of how nice it was that he was actually enjoying exposing himself to thousands upon thousands of strangers. Kenny began to get hard himself watching the boy dance around.

Felix danced once again to the dead center of the stage. The music stopped once again except for the high-pitched sound of a synthesized wind instrument which was getting louder and louder. Slowly a deep bass drum was added. The beat was rapid. As the beat got louder along with the synthesizer, Felix slowly spread his arms wide. His feet were wide apart, too. The music reached a deafening volume, then in an overpowering climax, a powerful explosion on each side of the stage, along with a brightening of all the stage lights and a huge cascade of mineral oil all over the young boy standing before them sent the audience into complete chaos.

"My gosh, Dad," Macaulay said. "This is really hot!"

"I know, son. My rocks are gettin' full," Garth replied, rubbing his hardon through his pants.

"Who is that kid?"

"I don't know, Mac," he said as he fastened the end of Kenny's chain to the bench." I can tell you this. It's been a while since I gave you a gift. Come with me."

The two got up and pushed past the crowd who paid no attention to them as hardly anyone was sitting any more. Most of the men in the stands had their hard dicks out, beating off madly as they gaped at the oily, greasy boy parading around the stage.

Felix was shiny and glistening with oil. The hard beat of the music seemed to take control of his body as if it was his personal choreographer. The kid squatted down before the hordes of people, his big thigh muscles spreading out below him. While sitting on his ankles, he spread his legs wide, revealing his entire crotch to the audience in the most indecent way imaginable. His long dick was sticking straight up into the air. He gripped it firmly in his right hand then leaned all the way back. His shoulders were on the floor and his butt was resting on the heels of his feet. All his muscles were stretched out, sending waves of pleasure throughout his body.

The boy started bucking his hips again, ramming his hard dick into his tightly clenched, oily fist. The crowd yelled "SHOOT!" every time the bright dickhead flashed before their eyes above his fist.

The music had stopped now all except for the deep beating of a bass drum. Felix was very good at this. Every time the beat was heard, his dickhead was hovering over the top of his hand.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom."

"Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!"

The crowd went mad, urging him to shoot his load. The lights slowly turned to red. The beat of the drum increased as did Felix's pumping. Faster, and faster the beat went.

Cheering crowds screamed harder as the expression on Felix's face became one of complete contentment. They knew he was close.

Felix stopped bucking and began pounding on his dick hard with his fist. His hand was a blur. The beat of the drum seemed like a constant low rumble. The red lights began flashing brightly. Felix could almost be heard screaming in ecstatic pleasure as his orgasm was only seconds away.

Then, as if Hell had come to earth, jets of fire blasted out of ports on each side and all along the back side of the stage as long ropes of boy cum were sent flying high into the air from Felix's dick. Even before the first shot landed, a second was already sailing out of his dick hole. The two squirts collided with each other and disintegrated into smaller droplets that showered Felix's body.

The boy's balls were bouncing up and down as he continued flogging himself for his new fans. He was smiling widely as he looked into the crowd as the last few drops oozed out of his boyhood.

The music had softened now, and the boy slowly gyrated to a standing position, his feet spread apart and his legs bent slightly at the knees. He rolled his head around as he smeared the expelled cum all over his torso and down to his muscled thighs. He was spreading it slowly and mingling it with the oil, reveling in the slippery feeling it had against his silky skin.

Then, the kid seemed taken aback as the music changed once again. This time it was a mixture of acid rock and death metal. Felix stopped looking around, not quite sure how to dance to such music. From the ports just used for explosions of fire, low powered flames were building. Felix looked back toward the crowd, a look of confusion over his face.

As Felix was staring into the crowd, he saw them all stand up and whistle and cheer. He couldn't figure it out. All he was doing was standing there with a dumb look on his face.

Felix slowly turned his head to figure out what was so great and saw two huge men dressed in tight leather and chains walking toward him from each side of the stage. From the back of the stage, a young boy was also walking toward him. All three had whips. The two men looked pissed off, while the boy had a mask covering his face. The only thing that could be seen was hid blond hair coming out of the top. Felix noticed that they all three had erections and it was then that he also realized they were meant for him.

Kenny felt bad for the boy. He knew what was about to happen to him. He wanted to do something but he was locked onto the bench and couldn't help at all. He just watched. He watched as the blond boy took off his mask and saw that it was Macaulay down there. "That's where they went," Kenny thought to himself. "Oh, shit. He's really in for it if Macaulay's got anything to do with it."

Felix was frozen in fright as the two men stood over him. Macaulay was facing the boy and ordered him to turn around. Felix complied.

He forced the boy down to his knees, then down to his belly. Felix was facing the crowd, scared as hell.

"Now," Macaulay began, "take this and put it in your ass."

Felix looked behind him and saw a huge, twisted, knotted object of some sort in the hands of Macaulay. He refused to do what the boy had ordered.

"Fine, then," Mac said.

T H W A C K !

"Oooooowwwwww!" Felix screamed as a long paddle bit into the flesh of his cute boy bottom. Felix stared into the huge crowd of people, becoming humiliated by being subject to this sort of treatment in public.

"Cram it in there!" Mac ordered once again.

Again the boy refused.

T H W A C K ! ! ! !

"Aaaaaauuugh," Felix moaned once again.

"Do it, and I'll stop," Macaulay said, not seeming to care one way or the other.

Reluctantly, Felix took the object and brought it up behind him. It was a little hard to reach but he managed to get it into position behind him.

The crowd cheered again at Macaulay's success in mastering the boy this much. Felix started pulling it in. His face was twisted in pain as he stared into the audience, begging for someone to rescue him from this grotesquely embarrassing predicament. No help came. Only cheers and laughter was emanating from the crowd before him.

To avoid further punishment, he drew the thing further inside him. The pain was incredible but was heightened as Macaulay pushed it in the rest of the way with his foot.

"Aaaaaaaaaaugh. Oooooooowwwww!" Felix moaned as it sank into his sensitive hole.

The mobs of onlookers roared with laughter at the look on the kid's face as he began crying from the pain. His attempt to entertain them with some sensual dances had not been enough. They wanted to see him in pain as well.

Macaulay yanked the twisted thing out of his ass and forced him to his feet. He ordered the two men to pick him up and spread his legs wide. They did as they were told.

They held the boy by his legs and held them wide by gripping his ankles. The boy was reclined back into their chests.

Macaulay grabbed a mike that had been lowered from above. He spoke to the crowd. "Gentlemen! Now performing for your…twisted entertainment, here is Felix! He is going to show us all what happens to food after it's been through the digestive system, aren't you Felix!"

Kenny watched this boy being treated so harshly and felt genuinely sorry for him. In a way, he wished he could take his place. He had grown fond of the lad in the short time he watched him because he really seemed to be happy dancing. But this made Kenny mad and he knew that he was going to have to help this kid. But to do that, he had to get away from Garth and Macaulay. He didn't know how, but…

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