"The customers'll love them!" said another.
"Yeah!" said the first, grabbing Jerry's ears. "Suck my cock, slave! Suck it all the way!"
Unable to fend off his tormentor, Jerry's face was slammed down before he could open his mouth, the cockhead banging and bruising his nose. The teen gasped, new tears springing into his eyes as his head was yanked about and bent back until his neck was hurting as well.
"Suck, damn you! SUCK!"
"All of you bastards suck!" cried another.
"Yeah! Suck us!" echoed the other three. "Suck us!"
For a moment it seemed as though the youth was doing everything he could to prevent his captive from obeying. Then he relented, and the slick cockhead slammed between Jerry's teeth, all the way back into his throat. The teen choked and tried to twist his face free, to no avail. The youth dug his thumbnails into Jerry's earlobes, almost drawing blood as his balls slammed against the guy's mouth.
"Goddamn you! You no good filthy slave! Suck my cock! SUCK MY COCK!"
Jerry heard the groaning and protesting of the other newcomers around him, but he was able to pay attention only to the cock between his teeth, his arms at last responding enough to let his hands move over the captor's thighs and up to his hips.
The cock trembled in his mouth and his throat, hurting terribly, the guy's tears coursing into the pubic growth, wetting the groin.
"AHHHHHHHHH!" cried another as Jack accepted him completely. "SHIT! GOOD! HE'S GOOD!"
"Yeahhhhhhhhhhh!" said Philip's captor. "Suck cock, slave! Suck your master's cock!"
There were other moans of pleasure from the youths as the pinned teens adjusted to their fate, accepting the terrible hard cocks completely. Jerry swallowed against the one in his throat, his tongue caressing it, and his captor sighed with ecstasy.
"OH, GOD! GOOD! GOOD!"
Sobbing silently, Jerry managed to work his head back from the terrible prick, the youth relenting and easing his hold. Jerry hurt every place, but there was nothing to be done but accept this terrible chore.
"SUCK! SUCK! SUCK!"
His captor arched his back, thrusting his ass against Jerry's face, shoving his cock deeper into the guy's throat. Jerry's palms slid across sweat-slippery buttocks, across the cleft, feeling the tension of the corded muscles as the guy moved his hands to the back of the teen's head, pressing him down into his hairy crotch. He sighed and gasped again and again.
"Oh, Jesus! JESUS! SUCK ME!"
There was room for Jerry to come back an inch, barely more. Then he'd slammed down again, his nose aching when it hit the padded pelvis of his captor. The teen fought, trying to draw out farther, gaining a fraction of an inch each time, at last riding out until half of the eight-inch prick was boiling away the coating of saliva during the instant it was in the air.
"OH, JESUS! BEAUTIFUL! BEAUTIFUL! HE'S FUCKIN' GOOD! GOOOOOOD!"
The fingertips held the teen lightly now, Jerry's captor moving his legs and his feet farther apart for a better brace against the plunging fall as Jerry rode down on the delicious hot meat, tasting and enjoying the sweet prick as it cooked in his mouth. The youth's golden prick was circumcised, the head curved just enough to ride over Jerry's lips and teeth as the slave sucked with all of his strength.
"SHIT!" cried the guy holding Jack. "SUIT! BASTARD! BASTAAAAAAARD! COMING! COMING!"
Jack was slammed down a final time against the massive cock shape in his mouth, almost all of the nine inches riding deep into his body. The youth who held him was dark, black-haired, Mediterranean. The uncut cock slammed deep into the guy's throat, pumping, throwing put sweet thick cum that passed untasted, spilling copiously into the guy's eager stomach.
Staggering, the youth released Jack, moving back, his cock falling to trace a slick across the teen's chin. Jack settled back on his heels, working his aching throat, touching his own burning erection as he looked around at the others. Kelvin had trouble accepting the prick in his mouth, the guy crying and twisting against it, his captor holding his head and digging his fingers into the guy's hair.
"Shit-ass freak! Suck me, damn you! SUCK!"
Feeling sorry for the guy, Jack glanced at the others. Louis seemed to have no trouble taking his cock intruder, although he didn't seem particularly happy. Philip was sucking eagerly, almost as good as the twins in servicing his lucky captor.
But Jerry was putting on the show that inflamed the lust of the other youths, creating jealousy. The guy was eagerly working on his sweet-tasting invader now, accepting all of the cock, taking it deep without encouragement from its owner. He sucked with all of his strength, rising to his feet to be able to approach the beautiful cock better, bending before it to offer a straight opening into his body, as though the burning prick were a sword swallower's weapon. The cock throbbed and jumped within his throat as the teen came all the way out to the end, then grabbed his captor's thighs with his fingertips to slam all the way back down again.
"JESUS! JESUSSSSSS! BEAUTIFUL!"
Kelvin's captor glared his jealousy, suddenly thrust the teen away and grabbed Jack instead. He yanked the guy to his feet.
"Can you suck like that, slave?"
"Owwww! Yes... yes, Master!"
"Show me!"
The cock was thicker than the one in Jerry's mouth but just a hair shorter. Afraid to refuse, Jack accepted it, the youth slamming all the way through the barrier at the first stroke, the guy's hands flying behind his back in his effort not to beat off his captor.
"Oh, yeah! Yeahhhhhh! SUCK ME!"
Kelvin sank back on his ass, watching in astonishment as he wrapped his arms around his drawn-up knees. At first he wasn't aware of Todd as the pilot came up behind him, then the hot stream of the man's piss slammed out against the guy's head, and he tried to roll away.
"Get back there, you shit!"
Todd's naked foot caught Kelvin's belly, pinning his thigh in a kneeling position. The piss stream started again and quickly soaked the guy's hair, falling down over his face and running down his back. He grimaced against the acrid odor.
"OH, SHIT! SUCK ME, SLAVE! SUCK ME!"
Jerry's captor was pounding his way into the teen again, drawing closer, to the moment of explosion and no longer able to leave the sucking to the teen alone. His cock rose toward his belly, Jerry turning sideways to keep it within his jaws. The teen sucked with all of his strength, afraid of losing the cock now that he had it.
"OOOOOOOYEAH! YEAH! SUCK!"
Todd released Kelvin, shaking the last few drops of his piss onto the teen as he fell over, drawing himself into a ball. The other youths were gasping now as they came closer to climax, pounding within their captors. The one who had exploded first was rubbing his cock and balls again, masturbating himself. He kicked Kelvin, forced the guy to come up and take his cock into his fingers.
"GOD!" cried Jerry's captor. "JESUS! FUCK! SUCK!"
"OH, YEAH!" yelled the one who had taken Jack. "JESUS! JESUSSSSSSSS CHRIST ALL FUCKIN' MIGHTY!"
The guy who had Philip only gasped, beyond expressing his pleasure, holding the guy tightly and fucking deep into his mouth, ignoring his struggles to twist free. The four cocks pumped together, the captors working toward the moment of explosion while Kelvin slowly masturbated the fifth youth, who sighed, holding the teen by his side, his hand pressing him gently.
"SUCK! SUCK MEEEEEEEE!"
"OH, SUCK! SUCK! SUCK!"
The cries of lust filled the early summer morning as the youths pounded their pricks deep into their helpless slave captives, slamming one final time as four sets of balls erupted together, in the same instant, flooding the guys with their spendings.
"SHIT! SHIT! SHIIIIIIIIIT!"
Jerry and Jack and Philip and Louis were slammed down against the wonderful hot rods one final time, hung there while the great cocks thundered.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The golden teen shoved Jerry away from his cock, sighing. The guy bounced on his ass, felt new pain through his injured body, gasped
and rubbed his buttocks.
"Not bad, slave. We'll make a cocksucker out of you."
He cast an eye over the other new slaves. "Now hear this, slaves: the first guests will be here next week. Between now and then you'll learn to take cock any goddamn way they can think of to give it to you. If you think you got questions, forget them -- you're here to obey, not ask."
The big-cocked attractive youths prodded the new slaves to their feet, pushing the teens into a rough line. Todd laughed as they were marched away, stumbling against, each other, when a hand cracked the side of a face. They didn't see what happened to the pilot, nor were they to see him again until they were sold to their new masters.
A long rolling hill led to the main house, where the slaves discovered another dozen teens like themselves. Several of the teens were in obvious pain, wincing as they sat on asses wounded and marked with beatings. They studied the newcomers with quiet curiosity, none of them daring to speak while the staff members were within earshot.
"Breakfast! Line up!"
The earlier guys were scrubbed pink and shining from a morning shower, their hair wet and slicked down. The new guys were conscious of the stink of Todd's piss on their bodies as they were shuffled into place in the line. They were led into a barracks-like dining room, seated at two long tables laden with generous helpings of breakfast. While they ate the guys could almost forget the pains.
"Hurry up!" barked a staff member, patrolling the tables. "Come on -- you got a lot of cocks to suck today!"
Kelvin looked up as the guy came close, and he received a slap on the ear.
"What the fuck you looking at? Pay attention to what you're doing!"
"Yessir." The guy sniffed and was slapped again.
"'Master'! You forget and I'll crush your balls with a red hot pliers!"
"Yes, Master!"
Soon the meal was finished. The teens lined up again and marched outside to a grassy hillside behind the house. At the bottom of the hill were several ranks of jungle gyms and other acrobatic equipment. And then the new slaves saw the straps and ropes hanging from bars.
"For the benefit of the new slaves I'll spell out a couple of things. First, forget you once had names -- here, you're slaves! You've already been told what's going to happen this summer. You can't escape, but just in case you're thinking of trying, remember this: runaways get tied to the rack and pulled apart! Slowly!"
The teens gulped at the graphic description as the teen indicated the torture instrument. Jerry could imagine the pain, in his joints, and he shuddered.
"You can cry if you want," said the teen. "In fact, some of the guests like the teens to make noise. So when somebody asks you how it feels, tell him at the top of your voice how much it hurts! Remember, no matter what a guest wants, you do it!"
"M-master?" Jack licked his lips as the teen spun on him. "Mr. Lassiter said he won't let the guests... shit in our..."
The teen ran down as the instructor approached him and yanked him out of the line. He held Jack's fingers in his fist, forcing them back painfully, until the teen gasped.
"Please! You're hurting me!"
"You're hurting me, Master!"
"Master!"
"You don't listen, slave! You don't hear good!"
"Owwwwwwww!"
"I said... you don't ask questions! You just do it!"
He twisted the teen's arm back behind his shoulder, holding Jack to make the punishment hurt even more. The teen gasped for breath against the pain, tears running freely from his eyes. He was being forced to his knees, but the teen wouldn't let him go.
"Ohhhhhhh! Master! Master!"
Suddenly he was released. He fell flat on his face, and the teen stepped on him, putting both feet in the small of Jack's back. He rocked back and forth on the teen a moment, staring at the others and then at his fellows.
"What'll we do with this one?"
"String him up!" cried one. "Hang him and fuck him!"
The teen jumped, once, crushing the breath from Jack's lungs. He caught him by the hair, dragging him to the nearest array of steel pipes. Another of the instructors was there to take one hand, the two of them together lifting the teen and wrapping leather straps about his wrists, which were forced well apart. Then they released him, his toes brushing the top of the close-cropped grass.
"Ohhhhhh!" The teen groaned at the pain in his shoulders, trying to look over his arm as the instructors gathered behind him. He could hear them whispering, several of them giggling.
"Yeah, Charlie -- do it!"
"Turn around!"
A hand slapped the teen's face as a new instructor stepped out of the ranks. The youth was invisible to the bound slave, but Jerry saw him clearly, and he smothered a gasp. The teen's cock was even bigger than Lassiter's, as thick as his wrist as it dangled almost to his knees. The foreskin was cut away, permitting the great cockhead to spring out nearly half an inch on all sides of the shaft.
"Yeah!" said the blond. "Rip him open, Charlie!"
"No!" cried Jerry. "You'll kill him!"
He sucked in breath as several of the instructors turned around, realizing what he had done. The teens nearest him in line edged away as two of the instructors came at a run.
"Who the fuck said that?" demanded one. "You?"
Louis shook his head, sullenly. "No... Master."
"Who, then?"
"I did it, Master," said Jerry. He was frightened almost out of his wits, but he couldn't let one of the others be punished for something he had done.
"The goddamn twin!" said the instructor. "Come here! Maybe you don't understand, English?"
The instructor grabbed Jerry's hair, yanking the teen out of line and knocking him from his feet. He fell, his hands out to cushion the blow, and was being dragged across the grass, a limp bundle. He tried to twist away, to turn around to keep his balls from being pinched between ground and, belly, but the other instructor kicked him in the side, knocking out his breath.
"What'll we do with him, Charlie? He don't want you to fuck his brother!"
The instructors laughed as Jerry moaned, huddling against the ground. The huge cocked youth turned around, staring at the teen as though he were something disgusting.
"Thirsty?"
Jerry shook his head. "No."
A foot slammed the back of his head. "Get your fuckin' ass off the ground, you no good sonofabitch!"
Sobbing, Jerry stumbled to his feet. He hadn't seen which one kicked him, but all were pushing close, threatening. The only escape was closer to Jack's dangling legs, and he moved there until he felt his brother's ass against his face. His hand wrapped around Jack's leg, holding it while he sobbed in breath.
"I'm going to tell you this once, slave," said the golden youth, who seemed to be leader of the others. "When a Master or a guests asks if you're thirsty, or want something, a beating, your teeth knocked out, whatever, you say yes! Yes, Master!"
The teen nodded, his heart pounding. "Yes, Master!"
"Now Charlie's going to ask you again, and I want to hear the right answer, or you won't have to worry about pleasing the guests this summer! You'll be fucking DEAD!"
He roared the last, Jerry shrinking away. And now Charlie moved before the teen again, repeating his earlier question.
"Yes, Master! I'm thirsty!"
"On your knees!"
He fell quickly, Charlie grabbing his hair, Jerry opening his mouth instinctively, knowing what was coming. The huge cock trembled in Charlie's fingers, an earthquake shaking his belly and making his balls jump. Jerry thought he was ready, but the blast of piss was stronger than he expected, nearly rocking him away.
"Have a drink!" said Charlie, laughing.
The youth strained, pouring his golden stream against the teen's face, quickly filling Jerry's mouth. The teen gulped, swallowing as much as he could, not even tasting the stuff as it ran down into his belly. The rest splashed against him, soaking him, quickly chilling in the morning air.
"Ahhhhhhh, shit! Not
hing like a case of beer at night to make a guy piss up a storm in the morning," said Charlie, playing his huge cock like a hose against the helpless teen. "Yeahhhhhh!"
The broad flat stream slowed and became a trickle, the last drops shaken against the teen's face. Jerry felt as though he were soaked, the stuff all over him, running down the small of his back and around his own cock, which stood embarrassingly erect.
His cock was noticed by the instructor. Charlie laughed. "Jesus, the kid's a natural! He got a hard-on just from being pissed on!"
The teen's ears burned, still kneeling in the puddle of piss. He swallowed as Charlie released his hair, tilted his chin upward, grinning.
"Let's see how good you can suck, slave!"
Jerry's eyes closed, remembering how he had taken the man in the limousine. This cock must be even bigger, but if he could accept that one, he could take anything, he hoped. His jaw cracked audibly as he forced it open, reaching up to hold the limp cock in his fingertips, guiding it toward his waiting lips, his eager lips. The thought burned as it crossed his mind, but he knew it was true -- he did want to suck this huge cock!
Oh, God! Was he losing his mind? How could he be enjoying this terrible ordeal?
"Oh, yeahhhhhhhh!" Charlie sucked in air as Jerry sucked in the head of his cock, taking it between his teeth. The teen licked across the surface, carrying away the remnants of the piss. Suddenly Charlie made his stomach jump, and another short spurt of the stuff splattered out, Jerry forming a trough with his tongue to drink it down, afraid of wasting a drop.
"Jesus!" Charlie stared, astonished. "He loves it!"
The piss was gone, no longer disgusting. It rested hot in his belly, which seemed comfortably full. Jerry swallowed again, studying the great cockhead, sucking it between his teeth. He released the shaft with his fingers, the middle sagging low, but the cockhead was locked between his teeth, preventing its escape.
"Oh, JESUS! SUCK ME!"
Now Jerry reached out to hold the instructor's legs, moving against him, his throat working and working as though the cockhead were already there to be swallowed down. It moved back, against the dangling uvula, which moved back out of the way as the teen gobbled more and more of the male sexual flesh into his throat.
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