Danny’s father looked up and down at the naked prepubescent boy in front of him. What to do with him indeed? He was truly obnoxious and deserved something particularly special for ruining his day. What could he think of that was more mortifying than anything he'd put him through before?
“I believe that you need the hand of a firm friend so if you'll just excuse me a moment.”
With that, Danny’s father picked up the phone and called Danny’s best friend, Steve. Danny was jealous of Steve since he had gone through puberty and he had not. Steve was five foot ten and one hundred thirty pounds, and his cock was almost five inches long, which Danny was envious of since his prick was still that of a little boy. Steve agreed to be over at Danny’s house in fifteen minutes.
Danny’s father put the time to good use, pulling a frilly little girly nightie over 'Danielle' and then put lots of bright red lipstick on 'Danielle's' lips.
“A cockwhore like you wants to have good blowjob lips, Danielle. Now bend over.”
Danny bent over at his father’s command, and his father thrust a slightly lubed, medium-sized plug into his ass. He started it vibrating, while Danny squirmed uncomfortably. He did not enjoy anything going up his ass, not even a little bit. He remained bent over, whimpering quietly. Without a word, his father began to cane his ass with a bamboo cane. Danny bolted upright and screamed after the first two swift strokes caught him in the tender spot where his thighs began. He bounced back down into position even as the next stroke caught him across the meatiest part of his backside. Howling with pain, he withstood a dozen lashes with the cane before his father allowed him to stand. As stood up, his father turned up the speed on the vibrating plug in his ass.
“That, you filthy cumdump, was just one punishment. You’re a pathetic excuse for a son. You stupid, ugly, worthless piece of shit, why can’t you learn some basic manners and decency? Is it because you have none? You’re nothing but a sissy boy. Good only as a fuckhole and a cumdump.”
Danny’s father lectured him knowing that he would sweat with fear wondering what he had in store for him next. Danny’s father loved this, having a boy to abuse, humiliate, punish, and dominate.
Danny’s father made him stand in the center of the bedroom, and then put alligator clips on his son’s nipples, the underside of his dick, and on his balls. Then the connected the clamps with a chain, which he pulled on. Danny screamed, and his father laughed. His father took his time, pulling on the chain, flicking the individual clips with his fingers and then with a small penis whip, then pulling some more. Danny’s father released Danny from the alligator clamps. Danny howled as the blood flowed back into his sore nipples, prick, and balls. His father laughed as he turned the vibrating plug up even higher. Moments later, there was a knock at the door.
“Answer the door, Danielle, and bring your friend up here.”
Danny wanted to die. Or at least disappear. But he couldn't think of a single option that he had. So, he stumbled off to the door, wearing a filmy, sheer, baby-pink nightie. He answered the door, looking at the ground.
Steve had heard Danny’s howls, screams, and pleading and hadn't wanted to interrupt. When he heard quiet, he took his chance to knock on the door. Steve looked at his angry and humiliated friend standing there in a ridiculous baby-pink nightie and diapers.
“Come upstairs with me, Steve,” Danny mumbled.
“Oh, faggot. You’re to call me Sir. I'm gonna teach you some manners, little fag. And maybe some skills too...”
Steve forced Danny's head up to look at him. He was muscular, strong, and clearly ready to beat Danny's ass in more ways than one. Danny choked and turned around practically fleeing up the stairs. He heard Steve behind him whistling at his stupid outfit.
“Hello, Mr. Smith. My, my, what a cute little sissy boy,” Steve thundered as he entered the room.
“Hello, Steve! Steve, Danny has been very, very, very naughty all day long. He’s now in a diaper until he can learn to respect my authority properly.”
Danny felt his fists clench while he looked at the ground humiliated.
“He's been a very naughty little boy, and it will take the little faggot a while to regain his privileges.”
What did I tell you would happen if you were naughty, Danielle?”
Danny turned pale and then looked at his father with a great deal of fury in his eyes. “You said I would be punished, Daddy,” Danny said softly, but clearly.
“Now, since you were naughty today, Steve will be administering your spanking.”
And his father bent his wayward, childish son over his knee. Steve's eyes glowed as Danny’s father nodded to him to begin to spank his best friend's bare ass.
Steve beat his best friend as hard as he could. Payback for every time friend had made fun of him. Payback for every time Danny had humiliated him in front of their friends, payback for being such a pussy. Danny’s father put a belt in his hand, and he was spanking Danny with the thick leather.
“Serves you right, you little faggot. Now, who's getting it? Huh? Yeah, that's right, you pussy, I’m spanking your pathetic, little, baby ass,”
Steve grunted as he struck Danny with all his strength.
“Are you crying? Huh, faggot? Are you blubbering like a sissy? Like a baby who wears a diaper? Huh, you pathetic loser?”
In fact, tears were streaming down Danny’s' face. He was being punished like a small child by his best friend. He thought he could not be humiliated any further. But he was wrong.
“He's been very, very naughty, Steve. Set the belt down a moment and spank his naughty little nut sack with your hand.”
Steve was so caught up in punishing his friend that he dropped the belt without thinking and began slapping Danny’s exposed balls. Danny was unable to cry out, but he was mortified. His friend was touching him, spanking him, there. After a dozen slaps, Danny’s father told Steve to stop. He ordered Danny to go sit in the corner on a unique stool. He had affixed a thick dildo to the stool and sandpaper to the seat of the stool so that the naughty ass that sat there would constantly be reminded of its recent suffering.
Steve sat down on the edge of the bed, and Danny’s father ordered Danny to sit next to him. Steve rubbed Danny's inner thigh suggestively. Danny tried to pull away.
“Oh, so you're a tease, are you, fag? Well, I’ll teach you to obey...”
With that, Steve pinched Danny's thigh hard. Danny cried out.
“Danielle needs to learn it all from the beginning. That's why he's in diapers. He acts just like a naughty little baby.”
“Oh, a naughty baby, hmm? Well, I know just what to do with naughty babies.”
Steve laughed and grabbed Danny him and stripped him of the diaper leaving the filmy nightie as a barely-there covering for the boy.
“Show me how you do it.”
Danny froze. His…his friend wanted him to jerk off in front of him? No way, man! This was some nasty shit, and Danny didn't want any part of it. He didn't like the way this Steve looked at him or the way he had fondled his thigh. No, this was definitely even less cool than the other stuff Daddy had done to him so far.
Steve growled, “I said, let's see you play with your clitty, fag.”
Danny just shook his head back and forth silently. That was all Steve needed. He grabbed Danny by the wrist, pulled him closer to him, then bent him over his knee and began to spank his bare bottom. As he spanked, he pinched and fondled him as well.
“Oooh, fag, you are a sexy one, but you are much too naughty and disobedient. I will fix you.
“Now, I told you to touch your clitty for me. Now you'll have to do it while I spank your naughty little ass.”
Danny still shook his head, biting his lip to keep from crying out with the stinging blows.
“Oh, you think you can me, faggot? We'll see about that.”
Then the smacks stopped and Steve began pushing his un-lubed finger up into Danny's asshole. He began to finger-fuck the twelve-year-old boy.
“Stoppp, stoppp!” Danny cried. “Please, stop, sir. I'll…I'll…I'll touch my cliiitttyyy.”
“Now you have to touch it while Steve plays with your sissy fuckhole, Danielle,” Danny’s father hissed. “And if you keep hesitating, you'll be touching it while Steve fucks your sissy cumdump. So stop stalling and obey.”
Crying, Danny reached down and began to shamefully stroke himself as his friend finger-fucked him.
“Oh, yeah, fag, you like that, don't you? You like it when I pout my finger up your cunt.”
Danny shook his head, crying, feeling disgusted and mortified while playing with himself as his friend diddled his asshole. Steve removed his finger and wiped it off, then began to spank Danny again while Danny continued to masturbate. Danny sobbed as Steve spanked his bruised ass. He didn't know what was the most humiliating, being diddled by his friend, being spanked by his friend, or playing with himself while over his friend’s knee.
“Please, Daddy, please, I'll be good, please. I'll be good, and I'll listen to you and obey, and I won't be naughty ever again, please, Daddy.”
“Steve still has a lot to teach you, Danielle. Wonderful things you can do with your mouth instead of incoherent babbling. Things like that.”
Steve laughed and nodded.
“I bet you suck cock real good, fag,” he said. “Or at least you will by the time I'm done with you.”
“Steve...Steve, please...I...Steve…Sir...I...I um…Sir. Please, I…” stammered Danny. He was about to cum, and he knew if he did without permission he would be in even worse trouble as if that was possible.
“What is it, fag?” Steve asked still spanking Danny hot, red ass.
“Um…I…uh…I'm gonna…um…may I…uh…cum?”
“Oh, that's no way to say it, Danielle. Say, 'Sir, may I pretty please get sticky cum all over my pretty nightie.'” Danny’s dad said winking at Steve.
“Sir, may I pretty please get sticky cum all over my pretty nightie?” Danny repeated, breathing heavily.
“Yes, you may!” Danny’s father laughed and pointed his cock at Danny. With three fast, hard strokes, he brought himself over the edge, and his cum drenched his son's nightie.
Danny looked at his nightie, his own father's cum soaking it. His cock shriveled away, and he was afraid he was about to vomit. And somehow, Steve just kept on spanking and spanking his ass. Danny was disgusted, beyond disgusted, he was repulsed, revolted, his mind was spinning, and he fainted.
Steve stripped the nightie off Danny and put a fresh diaper on him.
“It looks like it's sleepy-bye time for you, Danielle.”
Steve continued punishing Danny, late into the night, beating him with the thick leather belt on his ass, thighs, shoulders, cock, and balls for a long time. After that, he stretched Danny’s balls with weights for a while. And finally, Steve took the plug out of Danny’s ass and made him beg to be fucked. Steve made Danny get down on all fours and plead with him to fuck him harder than he'd even been fucked by to make up for his awful behavior. He sobbed as he begged, because he hated to be fucked, hated it with all his heart, but he had no choice but to beg his friend to do the thing he hated more than anything else. Finally, Steve was satisfied with Danny’s begging and fucked the hell out of him, calling him a worthless faggot and a queer and a horny little bitch boy. All the while Danny cried, begging to be fucked harder and faster. Steve fucked him hard and fast and forced Danny all the way to the ground where he ground him against the floor painfully.
And as he fucked his helpless friend's “pansy pussy,” Danny’s father was lying in bed in the next room over, hearing everything, and unable to prevent himself from shamefully reaching into his boxers to play with himself. There was a loud groan from the other bedroom, and Danny knew that his father was jerking himself off as he heard Steve first rape him while he made him beg for more.
Danny’s father walked into Danny’s bedroom and ordered him to come to his bedroom. His father removed his hard cock and Danny paled, not wanting to be fucked yet again. He looked at his father pleadingly.
“Lube me, boy,” his father ordered, and Danny obediently opened his mouth. His father swiftly filled his mouth with his cock and began to fuck his face forcefully. Danny whimpered and tears formed in his eyes as his father roughly used his mouth. He used as much spit as he could because he did not want his father to enter him dry.
Because Danny’s father had heard how Steve had beaten him, then made him beg to be fucked up the ass. He leaned in close to his ear and hissed, “Do I have to get Steve in here to hold you down?”
Shocked, Danny stopped fighting. He couldn't imagine anything more horrible than Steve holding him down while his father raped his ass. Danny winced in excruciating pain as he lay on the floor from the beating his back had received.
Just as his father’s cock breached him, there was a knock on the door.
“Come in.”
Steve came into the room He stood and watched as Danny’s father tore into his submissive fuckhole of a son. He felt his cock tingling, and he began to stroke himself. After watching Danny’s father brutally fuck Danny for several minutes, Danny’s father cleared his throat and gestured for Steve to sit on the bed, and he did. Danny’s father flipped his son over to his hand and knees.
“Crawl, faggot, go get some cock.”
Danny crawled between Steve’s spread legs and began to lick and suck while his father fucked his cunt.
