Danny came home from school with an attitude. I knew he would be pouting. He put his book bag down and ambled over to where I was sitting, never removing the baseball cap he wore backward on his head. He batted his big lashes and pouted some more. He stood there dragging one tennis shoe toe across the carpet, thumbs hooked in the pockets of his jeans. If he thought I was going to give in, he was out of his mind.
He had called me from school.
"Dale is it okay if I don't come over right after school today? Some of the kids are going to the mall."
"Daniel, you know very well that you have after school chores. What about the boys who work after school, they can't go waste time at the mall. Now you just get your little ass over here as fast as you can. You know we have a regular appointment."
So he stood before me now, looking at the rug and pouting.
"How was school today, Danny?" I asked, standing up and starting to undress.
"All right, I guess. Boring. Same old stuff." He must have felt guilty just a bit. "I woulda come over after the mall, you know that."
I pulled off my tee shirt. I still had a nice body for a forty-five-year-old.
"That's not the point. There's a movie I really want to watch at four o'clock. I told you that yesterday. It's not fair of you to take advantage of our relationship. It's almost four now, so how about taking off your clothes?"
I had already been barefoot so when I slid off my jeans, I was bare-assed. I never wore underwear except with dress pants, and I had forbidden Danny to wear underpants as well. My dick hung half-hard over full, heavy balls. Danny knew I was slightly pissed with him. Otherwise, my prick would have already been hard or even dripping.
Danny bent down to untie his tennis shoes. He kicked them off and peeled off his white socks.
"I did real good on an English test today. Aced it, I think," he said, trying I think to get back on my good side.
"You did well on an English test, not good. That's fine. I'm proud of you. I'm getting a martini and some snacks for the film."
I went into the kitchen, leaving him alone in the living room to strip for me. I used to watch him every time he stripped, my eyes almost eating him alive. Right now he was just kind of lanky, but he would be tall when he finished growing. He had the sweetest angelic face with large, dark eyes shaded with heavy, girl-like lashes. A splatter of freckles still covered his nose, and they made him look much younger than he was. He was pale at this time of year, and I knew his body like the back of my own hand, a smooth, hairless chest; two quarter-sized nipples slightly pouty but still boyish and handsome; flat, pale tummy; slender hips; long legs and big feet; and nice, round, muscular, ass cheeks. Danny was a soccer and basketball player at school, and so, although he wasn’t a muscle boy, he had nice tone and development. Speaking of development, he had a wonderful pink, boyish prick that hung five inches flaccid over a full, young fuck sack. Erect it grew to six and a half.
I returned from the kitchen to find Danny standing bare-assed in the middle of my living room, except for the baseball cap. He still wore the baseball cap. He would have slept in the damn thing if I had allowed it. He smiled at me, wanting approval.
"Isn't it going to be a little difficult to do in that baseball cap?"
He frowned, pouted and swept the cap off of his head, revealing a messy tousle of brown hair. How could his hair look neat with the fucking cap on it all day?
I placed the martini pitcher on the table next to the couch, set down the bowl of chips and the glass, and grabbed the remote control.
Danny put one large teenage hand on my arm. "I'm sorry," he said and meant it.
Now it was my turn to give a little. I lifted his beautiful face up and kissed him on his full, pink, boyish lips.
"I understand, Danny. Sometimes when we are young, we mix up our priorities. It's just that I would have had to sit here and watch the movie without you. Look it's starting, so why don't you lie down on the couch?"
Danny stretched his lean, teenage body down on the couch and adjusted his head comfortably with a small pillow underneath. He looked so handsome, so sweet, such a perfect little boy-man, such a jock, stud boy.
I stood there looking down at him, then climbed up onto the couch, so I was standing, then spreading my ass cheeks. I sat down on Danny's face! I grunted with relaxation as my dick leaped to attention and started drooling. I have the damnedest time with my fuck rod. It leaks all over the fucking place. I wiggled my ass to get down real good on the kid's sweet, pale, freckled face. I saw his toes curl and his legs twitch as he struggled to accommodate my weight and the sweaty smell of my ass. His nose was right up my asshole, and I could feel him trying to breathe in some ass smell as I had taught him to do. He was breathing through his mouth.
"I didn't shower today, Danny, just for you.”
The truth was I often didn't shower when I was about to have a facesitting experience with Danny. I loved him to get the full smell and flavor of dirty man ass. At first, the first ten times or so, he had gagged, of course, and even puked a couple of times, but I had been a patient teacher, and now young Danny was a first class asshole sucker. I hadn't couched his learning with any romantic phrases or tried to pretend what he was learning to do was normal. No, sir!
"Danny, what I am about to teach you to do is the dirtiest thing, one human being can do to another. You are going to learn to lick and suck a man's ass. You are going to become an expert ass licker. You are going to become a professional asshole sucker. You will be sucking my asshole so much from now on, that you will even taste and smell my asshole when you are at school. The taste and smell of my asshole will never be out of your nose and mouth. It will bind you to me and label you as my boy cunt forever.
“Eventually after you become a champion ass licker, you will even lick my ass to clean it after I take a dump, but that is some way down the road. For a year or so, we will just concentrate on you licking my crack, tonguing and eating out my shit hole and even sleeping with your nose up my hole. Other than getting fucked in your sweet, teen ass and sucking my cock, this will be your primary duty in life. It will be more important than family, friends, or school.
“You will be Danny the Ass Licker."
Had Danny protested you ask? Of course, he had. The same way he cried and made a fuss the first time I fucked his young, tight, virgin ass with my eight and a half inch dick. The same way he made a fuss the first time he licked my balls or had to swallow my cum or spit. But I was a good teacher, and I seldom had to use pain anymore. Danny was broken. He knew he had to please me. He knew he needed what I could give him. Strong, tough love, the love he seldom got at home. And in return for my love, support, and parenting, Danny gave me everything. Ever fucking thing.
"Okay," I said.
I slid off his nose so my hole could rest over his mouth. Now he had to breathe through his nose. There was just room in the ass crack to get enough air if he held his head the way I had taught him. His young, pink tongue started to swipe back and forth across my puckered asshole.
"That's my boy, Danny. That's my good boy. You know I love you, don't you Dan?"
Dan loved me too. I could tell. His teenage dick was hard and thumping on his stomach, little dribbles of pre-fuck leaking from the teenage piss hole.
"Did you see that cute girl at school today Dan? That one you want to date. What's her name, Mary Lou?"
His dick gave a little extra jump, and a little spritz of fuck slop squirted out.
"Well if you do an especially good job with your boy-cunt, later on, tonight and give me a first class ass-pussy fuck, I don't see any reason why you can't go to the football game with her on Saturday."
Danny's hand went to his young prick and started to rub it. I slapped his hand away.
"Pay attention to what you are doing."
His tongue started to probe my shithole, as I settled back to enjoy the film. For the next two hours, Danny would suck my ass then we'd have dinner together. I had an arrangement with his stupid mother. I was Danny's "Tutor." Tutor all right. I taught him dick sucking and ass rimming. Danny's father was gone, gone with a capital G, so Danny was mine. After dinner, Danny would suck my dick and then I would take him to bed and fuck his ass until he could hardly walk before I would send him home for the night.
There were always special, little games to make our dates fun. Games like spooning my cum out of his freshly fucked asshole and feeding it to him. My goal with Danny was to expose him to every single dirty, fucking, perverted thing a human being could experience. I wanted the boy well-rounded. I went slowly with him to prolong the pleasure for me. When I took Danny out with my friends, his name was official, Cunt. When I had my friends over, Danny would serve drinks and food and all of my friends would call him Cunt, which he hated and I loved.
As I sat on his face and watched the movie, sipping my martini and eating chips while feeling his tongue probe and dig inside my rectum, I planned the coming weekend when I would introduce Danny to the pleasures of piss drinking.
It was Friday, and I had given Danny permission to the school basketball game with some young cunt he was crazy about. Just as he was about to leave, I told him to get undressed as there was something I wanted him to do before he left. He got a sorrowful, cute face, thinking that I was going to deprive him of his date.
"This will only take a few minutes Dan. You know how busy we are and I have so little chance to further your education in adult matters. You know part of your job in our relationship is to please me," I said removing my clothing to stand naked before the kid.
He stripped down to his new, blue boxers.
"Danny, I thought I forbade you to wear any underwear ever!"
He almost got tears in his eyes.
"But I'm going out with a girl, and if I get excited or anything, it will show. I am just trying to do the right thing, sir."
“The right thing Danny is what I tell you to always do under all circumstances. Now, you will be punished for disobeying me, but not tonight. I do want you to be able to enjoy your date. I could ground you for disobeying me, but I love you Danny, and I want you to have a good time so before you go, just kneel down on the floor here in the bathroom. I want to give you a little lesson in how to drink a man's piss."
He made a moaning sound like a wounded puppy.
"Not that, please. Not now, not before I go out on my date."
"Danny, do as you are told. Kneel down bare-ass naked on the floor in front of me."
He was so fucking cute as he lowered his teenage body to the bathroom floor. I could smell that he had put some cologne on for his date.
"You smell real pretty, Danny. I'll bet your little twat friend will get all wet in the pussy when she smells you. Now, Daniel, let me explain that a man's piss can taste and smell many different ways. There is a watery beer piss, hardly any smell or flavor at all and then there is the really stinking strong yellow piss that forms when guys eat certain kinds of food. I ate asparagus today, Danny, so my piss would be strong and yellow for your first piss experience. I want you to thank me for that."
"Thank you, sir," he mumbled.
He is such a little cutie.
"Thank you for what, Danny?"
"Thank you for eating asparagus today, so your piss is really strong smelling and tasting."
"Danny, you know I would do anything for you. I want to always have the most delicious piss for you cause you are my boy."
I had held back my piss for hours, planning this little session, and now, as I fingered my fucking, thick dick, it got half hard, ready to shoot a spray of hot stinking yellow pee onto this sweet teenage boy.
"Now Danny, I want you to open your mouth real wide."
He knelt there as his slender boy body trembled. His titties became hard little nubs, and his teen dick shriveled and lay small against his sweet, hairless, ball bag. He arched his back and lifted his face to me.
"Do we gotta do this, sir?" he said as big tears rolling down his soft freckled cheeks.
"Danny, it is a necessary part of your education, just like ass sucking was. Do you remember how you hated to suck my ass at first? Do you remember how I had to force you? Well, we got over that, didn't we?
“You'll see, it will be the same with piss drinking. In no time at all, you'll be slurping down my fresh hot piss like a toilet bitch in heat. Now, come on, I don't want you to be late for your date. I know this girl is special to you. Now I am going to rest my fat dick head right on your lower lip and then I am going to piss very slowly into your mouth. I don't want you to swallow, understand
that? Don't swallow. I want you to appreciate the full flavor on the piss on your teenage taste buds.
“You know, science has shown that teenagers taste buds are much more sensitive than adults. That’s why they don’t like certain foods. As you get older your taste buds deaden so, your buds should be really ripe for the taste of the urine out of my prick.
“Your lower lip is actually trembling, Danny. Are you so scared of a little piss? Does it make you feel like a fucking pervert, like some kind of queer fuck animal?
“Remember you're my boy, Danny, and I love you. I want to bring out the best in you. Now, do you feel how heavy my cock head is on your lower lip? Now, I'm just going to relax and let go with a gentle spray of piss into your mouth. Here we go."
He moaned, and the tears came afresh as I let go, and very strong, dark, yellow piss shot from my prickhead into the boy's mouth. His young, thin body trembled all over. I reminded him not to swallow. He groaned and made gagging sounds, but he took the piss until his mouth was almost full and then I stopped peeing.
"Very good, Danny, I am very proud of you. But then, I am always proud of you. I am proud of your good grades. I am proud of your behavior. I am proud of your cock sucking and ass licking, and now I am proud of your piss drinking.
“Now, Danny, I want you to gargle with the piss. Gargle with it like it's mouthwash. That way it gets up into your gums and under your tongue. Your sweet pink boy lips look very nice coated with piss. Now don't swallow, Danny.
“Now, I want you to spit the piss out onto the bathroom floor, right in front of you. Go ahead, don’t worry about making a mess. It’s all just part of the game. I want you to have fun, go on, spit the piss right onto the floor. Good boy."
Danny spewed the very dark yellow piss onto the floor in front of him. A little splashed up onto his naked thighs and he pulled back.
"See how strong my piss is Danny. Smell how strong it smells. That's because of my diet. Okay, Danny, now I want you to bend over and lick the piss off the bathroom floor like a fucking little animal, Danny. I want you on hands and knees licking my piss off the bathroom floor.
“Oh, Danny, you look so cute that way. Better hurry, though, I don't want to make you late for your date. I know that all the while you are with your girl tonight you will probably be thinking about how you licked man piss off the bathroom floor.
“Jesus, Danny, what would the dumb cunt think if she knew about that, huh? Does she have nice tits, Danny, this cunt friend of yours?"
"She's pretty," he said, spit and piss trailing from his slack lips down his chin and onto his chest.
"That's not what I asked you, Danny. I asked you, does she have nice tits?"
"I guess so, please—"
He squeezed his eyes shut, but the tears came out anyway.
"Danny, why don't you masturbate? Get some of those dirty sex thoughts out of your head before you go on this date. I want you to respect this cunt, not just go nuts over her tits. Come on boy, frig your little prick and unload for me."
"Not before my date, please."
"Why not, Danny? Are you planning on doing something nasty on your date? Are you having nasty, teenage boy thoughts? You just masturbate that dick until you shoot a nice, big load right there on the floor. And while you do, I am going to piss on your face. Right on your cute, little, freckled face. I'm even going to piss up your nostrils! Come on boy, start whacking that meat."
Danny jerked off as fast and hard as he could, wanting this all to end, as I pissed right in his face with a hard, firehose blast of dirty, yellow piss. The bathroom stank of my strong piss. Danny stank of it. Piss splashed off his nose and mouth. Piss stung in his big, dark eyes. Piss ran down his chest into his pubic bush. I pissed into his hair. He was sobbing now while jerking his boy dick as hard as he could. At last, he blasted a load of fresh, warm, boy cum onto the bathroom floor amid the pool of my fresh piss that was puddled in front of him.
"That a boy, Danny. That’s a good boy. Empty those eggs, Danny. Empty that fuck sack. Very good. Good boy. Now, Danny, I want you to lick your cum and my piss off the bathroom floor until it is absolutely spotless. Then you can go on your date."
Still sobbing, Danny bent his slender young body over the pool of piss and cum and started to lick it up. Soon the floor was spotless. Danny was always an obedient submissive boy.
"Good boy, Danny. Now hurry up and get dressed and go meet your girl and have a wonderful time."
Danny looked at me with red eyes and blinked.
"I have to shower again and brush my teeth."
"You don't have time. Just get dressed and go that way. Maybe she won't notice that you stink of piss."
His mouth hung open, and his eyes grew wide.
"Oh, God, please, please don't make me do this. Please, I am begging you, Sir. I will do anything you say, but not in front of her. Not in front of the kids at school. PLEASE!”
"It's for your own good, sweetheart. Now, come on, get dressed and go."
He hung his head, his piss-slick hair covering his face.
"All right, I won't go. I knew it would turn out like this. I'll stay here with you tonight instead.”
He curled his naked toes and made fists with his hands. His slender chest heaved.
"Danny, much as I would like you to stay home with me, I wouldn't think of depriving you of one of your few dates. I know how you like this girl. How much you would like to fuck her.
“So, you will go to the basketball game like this, stinking of piss and you will come home that way. When you get home you better smell exactly the same including your breath. No mints, no soft drinks to kill the nice, piss stink.
“And, oh, yes, Danny, don't think of standing up your date because guess where I am going tonight? To the high school basketball game and you better be there with your cunt sitting next to her. Nobody likes a crybaby, Danny, so get dressed and face it like a man. This is another lesson in growing up. Someday, young man, you will thank me. In fact, you will thank me now!"
"Th...thank you, Sir."
Have I told you that Dannyboy has the sweetest, young, teenage ass I ever did molest? I just love to fucking ruin that boy's hot little ass. He came over after school yesterday expecting a severe ass beating, but I had something else in mind.
He stood before me naked as I sat in my chair wearing just a white, winter undershirt, white socks, and a jock strap. It was a kind of fun uniform we sometimes both wore, and he would don later, but for now he had stripped off his clothes at the door as ordered to do. I made him take off his baseball cap too. He had gotten a fresh young boy type haircut for the upcoming Valentine's Day dance at school, and it made him look even younger. He stood before me hands behind his neck, so his slender, pale, hairless, boy chest and flat bare tummy were available to my gaze, not to mention his small patch of teen prick hair and his beautiful cock and balls. He sucked on his lower lip and looked at me with downcast eyes. His big naked toes rubbed the carpet. He was very uptight.
"So tell me, Danny, what grade did you get on your history test?"
I smiled at him warmly. Good parenting is a skill.
"I got a B," he mumbled.
I saw his tight young tummy flutter.
"I thought I instructed you to get straight A's this semester."
"It wasn't really my fault, sir. After last Friday, all the kids at school have been teasing me, and none of the girls will talk to me, and I just haven't been able to concentrate like I should at school."
"Danny, are you trying to blame me for your own mistakes?"
He was referring to the incident when I made him go the school basketball game stinking like piss.
"We have to learn to live with adversity. I am simply trying to teach you lessons for life, young man. I could be a lot harder on you, you know. Now, for not getting an A, you deserve a good ass whipping."
My God, I loved few things in life as much as thoroughly wasting Danny's beautiful full-rounded ass cheeks. When I beat Danny's ass, he literally could not sit down on it for days and had difficulty walking. He had to sleep on his stomach. When I whupped his ass globes, Danny sobbed until he was empty of tears. It’s so nice to see a young man his age reduced to a helpless baby state.
"However, if I beat your ass today, you would be in no shape to go Valentine's Dance Thursday night, and I do want you to go and have a good time. Therefore, we will postpone your punishment until the weekend."
Danny closed his beautiful eyes in relief. He had such gorgeous long lashes, and with his new short haircut, he looks positively angelic. Then he batted his beautiful eyes and wrinkled his freckled nose.
"Sir, I don't really want to go to the Valentine's Day Dance anyway. I can stay here with you."
"Nonsense, Danny, I want you to go and have a wonderful time."
"But, all the other guys have dates, and after Friday, no girl will go with me."
"Then you will just go alone and show the other kids how brave and cool you really are. It will be good for you. But, we'll talk about that later. I have a special Valentine's gift for you, and I just can't wait until Thursday to give it to you."
Did I see a little light in his eyes?
"Now, you go to the bathroom and get your pink pussy cleaner full of nice soapy water and then come back in here and prepare your pussy for me."
"Sir, please, don't fuck me too hard. After school tomorrow, we are having the intra-school Olympics. I am competing in gymnastics, and when you fuck me too hard, I can hardly walk. Remember I told you about that?"
"Of course I remember. I'll be there to cheer you on Danny. Now go clean out your pussy like a good boy."
Danny had a special, pink bottle with a long tube that he used to clean out his sexy, teen asshole. I made him squat in front of me, insert the tube into his asshole and then pump soapy water into his guts. He had to exercise while it went to work before I allowed him to squat over a dishpan and expel the shit water. That way I could carefully observe every humiliating step of the procedure and take pictures.
Every chance you get, make a teenage boy shit in front of you. It is one of the absolutely most humiliating things for a boy of his age to do. He will loathe it I assure you.
I've been fucking Danny for about six months on an average of three or four times a week, leaving plenty of time and sexual energy for our other dirty games, with just enough juice left for some of my other boys. So Danny is well into being a cunt boy at this point. I made him refill the bottle and clean himself again. I checked my digital camera photo of Danny squirting the soapy water up into his cunt.
"You know, Danny, this picture would make a wonderful card to send to friends or a wonderful picture on the internet. Your face looks so sweet, and the cute, pink bottle up your pussy is really hot. I'll bet you’re the only bitch boy in school who has to clean his twat with a pink squeeze bottle."
After Danny once again shit out the ass water into the dishpan, I gave him his Valentine's gift in a white box with a big, pink ribbon. The card said, To Danny, I Love You. From Dale. I had been hinting to Danny that I might soon buy him a new CD burner if he was a good boy, so he opened the box with high expectations. The look on his face when he removed the cover was priceless. His eyes almost popped out of his cute face, and his teenage brow furrowed something fierce. His lower lip trembled, and then he chewed it as he imagined what was about to happen.
"Do you like it, Danny. I had to order it special. Take it out of the box, baby."
It was a fucking thirteen-inch, brown dildo shaped like a real cock and thicker than a beer can. It was obscenely large and awesomely ugly. He just held the rubber thing in his hands and looked at it. It was fucking gigantic. Wait until you see the pics.
"Nnnno, please, Sir. This is ridiculous. Please, you must know it's not possible."
"I had you clean your pussy because I know you are going to want to try it out right away."
"There's no way. I mean, I couldn't even get the head in. It would fucking kill me, rip me to shreds. Ugh, ugh..."
He shook his beautiful head from side to side and tears welled up in his eyes, which is one of my favorite ways for him to be. If he doesn’t cry at least once a day, I'm just not happy. I took his sweet freckled face in my hands.
"Danny, where there is a will, there is a way. You know I have much more confidence and faith in you than you have in yourself. I know for certain that you can do this."
I planted a big kiss on his oh, so soft, cherry lips. Then I licked the tears from his cheeks.
"I'll grease the dildo, you grease your twat."
I had no choice but to lube it as it was so fucking big no one could take it dry, although I always prefer to fuck Danny dry as it increases the sensitivity of the experience for both of us. But, even Daniel's natural, teen juices were not going to be enough for this big bum buster. As I greased the huge brown dildo, I speculated for a moment on what it would feel like up my own ass. Jesus Christ, no way I would ever find out. No, no, I wasn't about to turn my perfectly, healthy asshole into a stretched out cunt.
"What about the school Olympics?"
Danny sniffled as he slopped grease on his fingers and forced the first one then two up his now tight, teenage rectum.
"Well you're just going to have to put forth some extra effort, aren't you, Danny? And we'll both hope that if you walk a little funny, all the kids at school won't know it's because you been ass fucked with a giant dildo."
"Please, Sir, can't we wait until the weekend?"
He looked at me so helplessly, so sweet and humble I almost broke down.
"We can't, Danny. This weekend Louis Chaykin is bringing over his Russian Wolf Hounds, and I want your pussy in reasonable shape."
Danny broke down in wail and then choked on his own sobs. His teen chest rose and fell as he tried to gulp air while crying his poor teen eyes out.
"If you are just going to sit there, Daniel, I take it your hole is greased enough. So let’s begin, shall we? Although I love to see you work your cunt flat on your back with your bitch legs pulled back to your chest, I think because of the size of this motherfucker, you better squat over it and sit down on it. Put on your white socks, so your feet don’t slip on the floor and maybe
your tank top too so you don't get the chills."
"Ssssiiiirrrr, it's going to hurt me so bad."
Danny stared at the huge brown dildo.
"Don't worry about the pain, Danny. Remember, I'm here for you. I'm here to help you, and I love you. That's all that matters. A little pain or even a whole lot of pain, it doesn't matter."
"It doesn't matter? I'm going to be the one in pain. I'm going to be the one ripped to shreds."
"Danny, how many times have I told you? You are a natural cunt-boy. It's our job to find your natural cunt abilities so you can have a good life. We are slowly turning your asshole into a cunt. Yes, it will be stretched to hell. Yes, it will stay open for a week or so, but then it will slowly pucker up again, and then we have to work it again and again until it stays a permanent twat. You know how girl's gashes are always open and juicing, and ready to be fucked. That's what we want for your cunt Danny. It's going to take a lot of work and some pain, but together we can do it.”
"But, what if I don't want that? What if I just want to be a boy?"
He was so cute, so babyish now, so at my mercy.
"You are too young to know what is good for you. You have to trust me. Lots of boys your age think they know what they want from life. Well, they don't. That's why you need adult guidance. Now, get that dildo head up inside your pussy lips, Danny boy."
There was no doubt about it. With all the stretching and fucking I was submitting Danny's asshole to it would soon have the shape and openness of a first-class cunt. Not to mention the daily finger fucking. Do you like finger fucking teenage boys? I enjoy it no end. They are so shy about their assholes. Not, Danny, I made him show his asshole all the time. When I took him to the gym, I often made him kneel on a bench in the locker room spreading the cheeks of his young ass so all the guys could see his boy-cunt. His hole was always permanently red and puffy from fucking so every guy who saw it could tell he was a pussy-boy and I made sure Danny knew that. Humiliation is the very best tool for training a teenage boy, and, of course, sexual humiliation works best.
Danny was wracked with sobs again.
"I, I can't do it. It won't go in. Oh, God, it hurts, I can’t even get the head in."
I must admit it did look pretty ludicrous, but I was determined. I couldn't help but notice how Danny's body was starting to mature with hair and muscles. Boys grow up so fast nowadays before you have even fucked them a few hundred times. They have grown up right under your cock. I only had a few years left to completely ruin Danny. There was so much to do and so little time to completely fuck him up. I thought briefly about Brandon now living with some black friends of mine and of the other boys I had fucked up. My dick pushed its way out of my jock pouch leaking and dripping. It was such a good, warm feeling to turn yet another sweet, intelligent, normal boy into a mindless fuck toy, a cock gobbler, a cunty-assed dick ditch.
"Come on bitch boy you can do it. Do I need to come over there and force you down on that thing? That would really hurt. Now relax those cunt muscles and eat that big, rubber prick with your twat."
"Oh, God! Oh, shit! It hurts! It hurts so bad!"
"Ignore the pain and force it in."
Oh, fuck me, his young body was beautiful squatting there trying to force the obscene rubber cock up his teenage asshole. It took over an hour, but we soon had half the dick up his boy twat. He almost passed out twice, and I had to hold him and rock him in my arms and tell him it was okay and plant kisses on his sweat-slick face. Nevertheless, I would not relent, I made him continue.
"Some day you will thank me for this, Danny."
I knew he would hardly be able to walk for three or four days and would look pretty damned stupid at the school Olympics. Of course, I would make him compete so everyone would jeer and laugh at and boo him. Eventually, his only refuge in life would be my dick up his ass, or in his mouth. That would be his only safe haven. If that were the only time his life wasn't full of pain and humiliation, he would come to crave me, to need my cock.
After an hour and a half, we finally had most of the brown, rubber dick up his hole. His entire body was stiff and in agony, but then I ordered him to start to fuck himself up and down on the dick, and I thought he would really lose it.
I grew impatient with his wimpy efforts, and so I threw him onto his hands and knees and fucked the big, rubber dildo in and out of his stretched raw ass-cunt as hard as I could. He did faint then from the pain, so I pissed on his face and when he came around commenced the twat fucking again for a good thirty minutes until my arm grew tired.
By now he was like a fucking broken doll, his arms and legs flopping every which way, his body unable to hold itself. He had pissed all over the floor at one point. I wasn't angry because his hole was now doing such a good job swallowing the monster dick that I knew the kid would soon be ready for his first fist fucking.
At one interesting point in the fuck, he looked up at me all slack lipped and bleary eyed and managed to croak, "Why, why do you want to do this to me?"
I laughed and showed him my hard dripping dick.
"Look what it does to my dick, Danny. Look how happy it makes me. You want me to be happy don't you?"
When I finally yanked the rubber cock out of his pussy, I couldn't believe what it had done to the kid’s rectum. It looked like he could deliver a fucking baby from that hole. I roared with laughter and showed Danny in a mirror. He screamed in horror that his asshole was ruined for life. I told him it would reshape itself somewhat, but that it would become more and more of a cunt with time.
"Maybe it’s a good thing the girls at school won't talk to you anymore, Danny, because they would probably be jealous. You've probably got a bigger cunt than they do."
Danny cried at this, but I laughed. Then I rammed my hard prick balls deep into his fuck ditch, and I fucked him as hard as I possibly could for another half hour. He was half out of it most of the time, but I slapped his face every now and then to bring him around.
I loved the sound of my hips slamming against his ass cheeks and the feel of my big fat prick rooting around up in the boy's guts. Several times I pulled out and punched back in to really keep those twat lips loose and open. At last, my breathing grew short, my back arched and I blew a huge load up the kid's whore hole.
"Oh, you fucking slut, you fucking cum dump, you cock sucking piece of teenage boy shit you. I'm cumming up your twat. I'm gonna make you fucking pregnant, asswipe! Take it bitch. Take it. Come on, bitch, shove that cunt back at me. Take it in your fucking, boy-cunt!"
After I had pulled out, Danny tried to kneel but was too weak, so I squatted over his face and let him clean up my dirty dick that way. He knew a girl's job after a fuck was always to clean the boy's dick with her mouth. He licked and sucked my cock and my big, sloppy balls. He even sucked the cum spray out of my pubic hair. Then I held my hands beneath his grotesquely stretched ass lips.
"Expel," I said.
After I had fucked him, I always required Danny to eat up the dick snot I had shot up his hole. It taught him to be humble. Danny grunted and winced, then farted a little air and cried a little as he squeezed again and cum and ass juice shot out into my cupped hands. I had taught Danny that my cum was precious and not to be wasted even when it was mixed with ass crap. I brought my cupped hands to his pretty, young mouth. He opened his lips, and his cute, pink tongue came out to lap up the sex slop. Next, I made him lick the sloppy, greasy dildo clean. Danny had a special shelf for his sex toys, and that's where the new dildo would go.
"Next time it will go in a lot easier. You just wait and see."
I smiled at him and rubbed my hand through his short haircut. Then I kissed him on the eyes.
"I would kiss your sweet mouth Danny, but it stinks of ass slime. Why don't I go run you a hot bath? That will make you feel so much better. In the meantime, see if you can walk at all. I'm afraid you may have trouble for a few days. Wouldn’t it be funny if you had to crawl from class to class at school?
“Then after your bath, we'll have dinner, and then I'm afraid you have given me such a hot time tonight that I will require a blowjob before bedtime, but I know you can manage that."
Danny came home from school all excited yesterday. It seems after being snubbed by lots of the kids for so long, he has finally received an invitation from one of the girls in his class that he is just nuts about to attend a fancy schmancy teenage swim party at her home this weekend. Danny was so sweet on his knees licking my balls and between licks of my sweaty scrotal sack looking up at me with those big, brown eyes, begging me to let him go.
Danny has become a real good little ball licker, although I must humbly say that part of the credit must go to me as I have him lick my nut sack for at least an hour every night while I watch TV or read. I find that boys appreciate the tenderness of the fuck sack better than twat tongues do. After all, cunts don’t have balls so they can’t really imagine how it feels to have them licked. It takes a boy to give you a really first-class scrotum lick, and let’s face it, fellas, what guy doesn't love to have his bags worked over by a nice, soft, young tongue? Anyway, I suspect some of you have been thinking that I have been a bit hard on Danny as of late, and I would tend to agree. He is a normal, growing boy and needs some social outlet. He told me that all the kids from his class would be there, and that the only adult supervision in the house would be Claudia's older brother, and that the party was sure to be fun and the hit of the year. Well, how could I deny letting Danny go to the party of Claudia the cunt? While he was sucking on my cock, I held his face in my hands.
“Would you like to fuck her, Danny? Would you like to ram your sweet, young, pink, teenage prick up into her gaping slut cunt? Is that what you are dreaming of, Danny, fucking her pussy?"
He tried to answer, to assure me that it was just a party for all the kids and just a normal, teenage good time, but he couldn't talk too clearly because his pretty, little mouth was stuffed with my big, fat, hard dick. Danny has such a cute, teenage, boy mouth and it looks so good stuffed with prick. I love to face fuck him for a while, then pull out and slap his soft face with my hard drooling dick, leaving pecker tracks all over his freckled cheeks. Danny has cute, large ears, and I love to hold him by the ears while I dick his head pussy. I also especially enjoy shooting a load up his nose and watching him cough and snort as cum runs down his nasal passages and drips into his throat.
So I told the little fuckboy that he could indeed go to the party and that I wanted him to have a really good time. He was a little bit doubtful at first of my sincerity, as I have played little tricks on him before as you know, but I told him he could really go and that I truly wanted him to make friends with the kids at school and enjoy himself. Then last night, I went shopping for his swim suit. He assured me that he could wear his old baggies as all the guys wore big baggy suits, but I insisted that if he was going to go to the party and wanted to make a good impression, he had to look special. So I bought five suits for him. The only thing is, I can't decide which one looks best on him and which one the kids at the party would like to see him in.
Danny was really horrified when he saw my selections, which hurt my feelings considerably. After all, I went through all the trouble of spending all that money just so my little guy would look special. He sobbed and told me he would not go the party. I assured him that after spending all this money on expensive designer suits, he would indeed go to the party and to ensure that he wore the suit, I would drive him there, and all he would have to wear would be the swimming suit.
Of course, it is snowing here and very cold now, but running from the car to the house bare-ass naked except for a swimsuit shouldn’t hurt him, now should it? And I'm sure the indoor pool is nice, warm and comfy. Now, all of the other kids I'm sure will come fully dressed and then change into their suits later, but Danny will already be dressed for swimming. How convenient and practical.
Now, I know something of the college dude who is Claudia the Cunt's brother who is supervising the party. He’s a pretty wild guy, and I know that he just wants to see all the young girls in their pussy peeking swim suits and will probably try to fuck some cunt at the party himself.
So, Danny arriving dressed in a swim suit will not cause any problem with the dude and will probably give all the kids some really good laughs. I told Danny that he should be happy he gives the kids something to laugh at as it will make them like him more and break the social ice. He said he could not possibly go in any of the suits I bought, but I kissed the cute kid on the soft, raspberry lips and told him he was a fashion leader. That he must not be afraid to take risks, to forge ahead and lead the other kids. I told him that soon all the boys would want to wear suits like I had bought him.
"Be the first, Danny, and be proud of it."
Now, my problem is, which suit should Danny wear? I have taken pictures of Danny boy modeling the suits, but I'd like your votes. The party is Saturday evening, so we don’t have much time. I do hope you can help Danny. Also, he might appreciate any encouraging words as to how good he looks in the swim suits. He is so terribly shy you know.
You can write to Danny or to me directly. Which suit will it be? I'm sure whichever one he wears it will make him quite popular with the other students, don't you think?
I decided it was time that Danny made some new friends, but since I don't approve of those boys and girls at school with their nasty thoughts and rough ways, and since I know how sensitive and special Danny is, I decided to get him a pet. What teenage boy wouldn't love a nice big doggie to play with? Little Danny is so shy and sensitive that he started to tremble and look all sick the moment I mentioned getting him a special pet. I don't know what gets into that boy sometimes.
You know, there are times I swear he doesn't trust me and at times I think he doesn't appreciate all I try to do for him. I suppose it's just a teenage phase he is going through. Anyway, Danny was beaten up pretty badly at school on Friday. He told me that a bunch of senior boys took him into the boys' room and pissed on him and kicked him in the balls and in the stomach. I told Danny that I hope the boys had a good time and that he should try hard to help them enjoy themselves. He cried as I held his naked body in my arms and gently prodded and poked the large black and blue marks. I kissed his sweet young face and licked away his tears.
"Why, why do I have to do this stuff, sir? I have tried to be a good boy. I have done everything you said. Why do I have to go through this every day?" He asked, his sweet, full young lip all a quiver, and his big dark eyes batting up at me.
"Danny, we all have special gifts in life. People who have bad lives are people who never learn how to fit in, who never understand their potentials, their special gifts. Danny, you were born to serve other people. It's your best quality, and you do it very well. You were not born to have a normal life, you have to face that and understand that it's important that you only think about bringing joy and pleasure to others.
“For some reason, Danny, because of your youthful beauty and submissive nature, your pain and humiliation give others great pleasure. It's useless to fight it. You simply have to learn how to submit to it. And I'll help you every step of the way, Danny. Don't worry since I will always be there for you. Now, I want you to call the senior who organized your little boys' room session today, and I want you to thank him for taking the time out of his busy schedule to teach you proper respect for senior boys in your school. And then Danny, I want you to ask him if he could please arrange a little session like that every day after school. Tell him you badly need discipline like that and also invite him to bring more of his friends if he would like to."
Well, I thought I'd have to get out the cattle prod. Danny was shaking like a leaf as he picked up the phone, and twice he hung up and sobbed to me that he couldn't do it that he was so scared of those boys that he just wanted to die. I took the boy's face in both hands.
"Don't you ever talk that way again, you little, ungrateful cunt. You are still very young and have many, many learning experiences ahead of you. This is just the beginning of your training, Danny. You have to learn to be brave and to face your fears.
“Remember when you told me you were afraid of spiders? Well, we conquered that, didn't we? Do you remember how I put spiders in your mouth and up your ass and remember how you screamed, cried, and almost lost your mind? But we conquered it together Danny, didn't we? I was there for you, to help you. And, we got to the point when you could eat a spider sandwich, do you remember?
“Well, I want you to get to the point here where you enjoy giving those boys at your school pleasure and where you look forward to making their busy day a little brighter. Don't always think about yourself, Danny. Think of others once in a while. In fact, Danny, I tried to help things along today, I looked up Brad's e-mail address. He’s the jock who kind of organizes your activities, isn't he? He's that handsome senior who has all the girls gushing over him, right? Well, I looked up his e-mail address, and today I e-mailed him some nice pictures of you sucking cock and taking dick up the ass."
When Danny heard that he started to throw his young, naked body about in a fit of anguish. He even tried to slap at me and break away. His sweet, young face was red with exertion and tears poured from his eyes and snot ran from his cute button nose.
"No, no, no, no, no…" he screamed over and over.
I had to hold him down for about five minutes before his lanky body relaxed under my weight.
"Danny, it's for the best. It's important that boys like Brad know about you. Know what you really are and how to treat you. I mean they all suspect it already, that's why they beat you up and piss on you and make fun of you. After that swim party, can there be any doubt in their minds that you are a cocksucking homo?"
"But I'm not. I'm not gay. I like girls. I… I…"
He was exhausted and half out of his young mind and spit bubbled from his mouth as he tried to weakly protest.
"Danny, we’ve e been over that a hundred times."
I inserted two fingers into his asshole and started to fuck in and out.
"Danny you've fooled yourself for years. You’ve made big mistakes in life, and this needs to be corrected for you to have a good life."
The minute I started finger fucking his pussy, his head relaxed to one side, and his tongue came out between his lips. The little cunt was learning to enjoy it. Even though he backslides a lot, I am happy to report that I am finally breaking him.
"You like girls because you don't truly understand yourself and your nature. That's why guys like Brad, real males resent you, they resent you pretending to like cunt when you should be serving their needs. It's understandable they would hate you, Danny. You dare to compare yourself with their stud-like, jock bodies! Danny, look at you, you are fucking, sissy boy wimp Now, don't get me wrong, I love you just as you are and don't want you to change, but I do want you to understand your true nature.
“Look how hard and pouty your titties get when I stick a finger in your cunt. You’re just like a fucking sow in heat, Danny. How can you deny it? Now, Danny, you have been fucked by my friends and me. Now, I am telling you, you really need to be fucked by the boys at your own school. Danny, it's your job to get them to fuck you. I'm just helping out because sometimes dumb jocks are a little slow on the uptake, but they are all man, not like you, Danny, not little girlie-boys like you are. You’re a girlie-boy, Danny. You were born that way, and all you can do is accept it. That doesn't mean I don't love you, but you need to learn your place in life, and you should have learned it several years ago. It's a race against the clock here. We want you to develop properly. Danny, quite frankly you need lots more humiliation and degradation for your own good. So, I am sure that when Brad sees those pictures of you and shows them to all of his friends at school. I am sure he and his buddies will know what to do to you. And you should certainly be thankful that they are helping you to find your true self.
"Now Danny, because you are such a good girlie-boy, I have a present for you. I know it gets lonely not having many friends, but a faggot cunt like you can't expect to have many friends, can you? So I took the situation in hand and went to a special friend of mine who deals with such things, and I got you a companion."
I went to the other room, leaving the bare-assed teen boy lying on the couch, and I let in the huge Great Dane I had purchased from my buddy who owns dogs with 'special talents.' I thought poor Danny would crawl through the wall. He crawled to the far corner and tried to dig his way into the wall as the gigantic dog approached him slobbering and sniffing.
Thanks for your interest in Danny's education and welfare.
I have to be careful, no doubt about it. There are those who think my educational methods with recalcitrant youths too hard and extreme. Some even call them perverse. So I put it to you to judge for yourselves.
My goal always is to bring out the very best in a shy, reclusive, submissive boy. Look at the crime and corruption on the streets, look at the violence perpetrated by teenagers. If more boys were in my care, we could eliminate such anti-social behavior, and both society and the boys would be more well-adjusted. Keep in mind that I have only the boy's own welfare in mind at all times.
Keeping that in mind, I was throwing a really rough fuck into thirteen-year-old Danny's tiny, little ass. Across the room, a Great Dane stood panting and slobbering, and his master, my buddy Ted snapped a few pictures of my ass slamming. I whacked the boy on the ass cheek reminding him to arch his back as I taught him to do when being fucked.
Danny was getting fucked a lot lately, although I believe that all cute boys from the ages of about eight to eighteen should be fucked several times a day. Boys should not be allowed to date until eighteen, if then.
Chubby and unattractive boys can spend their time doing ordinary boy things, but cute boys need their sweet, young asses fucked raw and whipped black and blue on a regular basis. Boys like Danny are just asking for it, they're born cock teasers.
You've seen his kind at the mall, slouching around in baggy pants with a baseball cap on his head backwards, wrinkling up his cute, freckled nose at anything or anyone he doesn't like, whistling and gesturing rudely at girls he has no business wanting to get his little, thirteen-year-old dick into, pouting with his beautiful little boy lips in that teasing, taunting cocksucker sort of way, batting his big dark eyes knowing he can get most anything he wants because he is cute as fuck.
I had taken Danny away from his alcoholic, druggie cunt of a mother and decided to whip him into shape before it was too late. When he protested or tried to break away from me, I humiliated, degraded and sometimes hurt him until he became docile and obedient. I reminded him always that I did this out of love for him. Soon Danny became confused and dependent on me, terrified of the sick games I invented, but somehow needy of my attention and love as so many children are.
That afternoon, because Danny no longer had any friends at school, ( I had seen to that). I introduced him to a new friend; Soldier, a Great Dane. Danny had no illusions, even though he liked the dog, he was a bit afraid of how big the animal was. I think he knew I had some perverted activity in mind and he was smart enough to guess what it would be.
All day I let him play with the dog without ever suggesting anything lurid or obscene. Slowly, Danny started to actually like the animal, and perhaps he even began to believe that I was sincere in my wanting him to have a friend.
Poor Danny, I led him always to the point of starting to believe everything was going to be all right and then I knocked his world out from under him. That's the only surefire way to tame a boy. You break them over and over until there is nothing left to break, especially if you want the boy to become nothing more than a thirteen-year-old, mindless fuck toy.
I freely admit that for me personally, there is no feeling quite like the soft, smooth, hairless, young body of a teenage boy beneath me as I plow my thick, dripping prick into his stretched out rectum and drool spit onto his sweet, young face.
I like to twist and pull his boy nipples until they resemble a pregnant sow's tits. I can't tell you the number of fifteen, sixteen, seventeen and eighteen-year-old boys out in the world today who cannot and will not remove their shirts in public because when they were young teens, I had given their nipples the Mr. Dale titty treatment.
If you meet a cute, young man with huge, elongated, eraser-like cunt nipples on his otherwise normal chest ask him if he knows me, you might be surprised. And, if he admits that he did know me, you can be sure his asshole can take a baseball bat and that he wouldn't dare refuse you if you wanted to fuck him. Any boy trained by me knows that for the rest of his life, he dare not refuse any man who wants to dick him, no matter whom or where that man is.
I like to get my boys trained by the time they are fourteen, that way they have three or four good fuck years ahead of them while their young bodies are at their peak of perfection before they become fucked out useless cum dumps.
To destroy a boy's resistance, you, of course, also have to destroy his mind somewhat. You have to convince him that no matter how smart the school or his family told him he was, he is just a stupid cocksucker. That he's good for only one thing in life. You have to destroy all of the boy's self-esteem. That is essential. This was my current challenge with Danny.
When Ted arrived, I told Danny to thank him for letting us keep Soldier for a while. Danny walked over to the six-foot-four, bearded, bear of a man and put out his smooth, young hand to shake hands. Ted grabbed the kid in a tight hug and shoved his thick tongue, which I am sure smelled of tobacco, down the kid's throat. Danny freaked out and tried to pull away.
Now, Ted is a really good guy, but unlike me, he is not to clean. In fact, he is filthy. He works with animals a lot and often smells like pig shit. He chews tobacco constantly. I saw a string of brownish slime extend from his lips to Danny's mouth. Danny made a face and started to gag. Ted just laughed and shoved his hands up under Danny's shirt to pull on the boy's titties. Ted is like me when it comes to boy tits. He loves to molest them.
Danny turned his head to one side, the spit slime covering his cheek.
"That hurts," he moaned as Ted pinched the tender pink titties as hard as he could.
I grabbed Danny's head and yanked it back, so he was looking into my eyes.
"Daniel, Ted is a good friend of mine and was nice enough to bring Soldier over here. How dare you be rude to him?"
I spit into the kid's young face, then I put my hands around his waist and unbuckled his belt and lowered his pants.
Ted licked my spit off Danny's face, laughing and growling all the time. When you see a really cute, thirteen-year-old boy, you just want to bite and eat his face to bits, and as you know from the pictures, Danny is a real cute.
Danny started to cry, which, of course, made our dicks hard. I've seen hundreds of boys of all races cry in my time, but Danny was one of the best. It was so pure and innocent, so sweet when such big, fat tears rolled down his freckled cheeks.
I had his pants down around his ankles and shoved a finger up his moist, sweet asshole. Danny had already been fucked all day, so his hole was sore and tender, which of course made the whole thing more fun.
Ted dropped one hand to cup Danny's adolescent balls, and he gave them a good yank. Danny rose up onto his toes and twisted his face to one side in agony. I used the opportunity to bite his ear, adding a second finger to the one drilling his teen boy rectum.
I suddenly realized we were raping Danny. He had been fucked many times, coerced, threatened, humiliated, seduced into getting fucked, but I don't think he had ever been out and out raped before. Fuck it was fun.
His body was like a greased pig between us, he sobbed and screamed and tried to break away. Ted yanked hard on the kid' nut sack again, his smooth, full, thirteen-year-old, baby-soft nut sack, and I spread my fingers up the boy's cunt and then added a third.
My other hand went up under the kid's shirt and twisted his pink titties until he almost passed out from the pain. He threw his beautiful, young head from side to side as Ted and I licked his face. I shoved my tongue up his nose and into his ears. I even forced his long-lashed eyelids open and licked his eyeballs while he wailed.
Then I jammed my fingers as deep and as hard as I could into his slut cunt asshole, dropping him to his hands and knees, and shoved my dick up his wonderfully, tight ass in one hard thrust until my big balls bounced against thirteen-year-old ass flesh. Ted grabbed a camera and started snapping pictures. Soldier barked and pawed the carpet wanting in on the action.
I fucked Danny as hard as I could, shoving him across the floor with each thrust. I lifted him up onto the couch and fucked him there for a while. Then I fucked him on the table. Ted roared with laughter and pumped his nine-inch prick while he watched us. He loved to see young, innocent boys getting truly fucked up.
Unable to hold back any longer I shot up Danny's ass what felt like a cannon load of cum. I slapped his young ass while I shot my load into him and pulled his head back like I was riding a young animal. Finally, I was empty, and I pulled out of the boy.
"I did that for your own wellbeing, Danny, so you would be nice and greased up for Soldier. Otherwise, he might be too much for you."
Danny lay on his stomach, still in his shirt and socks. He twisted his angelic, young face up toward me.
"No, please, please, Sir, not that. Don't make me do that, please."
It became a kind of litany, recited over and over until it lost all meaning. Ted came over and squeezed his dickhead until a string of pre-fuck drooled down onto Danny's pretty face. I put on some Britany Spears music.
"Danny, I want you to get up and take off your shirt and socks and do a real sexy dance for us. Ted and I would like that. Soldier would like that too. Make sure the dance is really sexy and naughty."
Did you ever make a thirteen-year-old boy dance naked for you? You don't know what you are missing. At that age, they are so shy, it's magnificent watching how humiliatingly painful it is for them. Danny began to dance to the song, his teenage dick swinging and his beautiful, young balls bouncing. He tried to do a really good job, thinking we might forget about the doggie act to follow.
"Move that ass, Danny! Really grind that ass! Push it out like you're getting fucked! Spread those ass cheeks! Bump and grind your ass, bitch!" Ted and I yelled as Danny cried and danced for us.
"Stick that ass out further you, filthy, little cunt! I don't want to have to take a belt to you!"
Danny arched his back and shoved his young ass out at us as far as he could. He reached back, spread the ass cheeks showing his red, raw, fucked ass-lips as cum bubbled and ran from his asshole. It dripped down into the carpet, running down his leg.
"You're leaking onto the carpet, Danny. Get down there and clean it up, boy. Lick up your ass slime, you hear me?"
I was secretly delighted that Danny had no dignity or fight left. He lowered his slender body to the carpet, stuck out his wide, pink tongue and lapped at the ass crap and dick snot clotted on the carpet.
"Good girl, Danny. That's my good girl. Make your clit hard, Danny."
Danny rolled over and started to pump his young prick. The two Viagra I had given him about an hour earlier did the job nicely, and once the teen prick was iron hard, it wouldn't go down again for hours.
"Pull on our titties and clit, Danny, like the cheap whore you are," I said.
I led the slobbering Great Dane over to the prostrate boy. When Danny looked up and saw Soldier, he freaked out. He tried to crawl away, but the dog had been well-trained. He growled and drooled strings of saliva down onto the kid's scared face.
"It's time to play with your new friend, Danny. Soldier wants to get to know you. Watch him bend his head down to you, he wants big kiss right on the mouth. If you kiss him real good Danny, he won't bite your face off. He's well trained, but he doesn't like bad kissers. Stick your tongue way into the doggie's mouth Danny and swap spit with your doggie pal."
Jesus, I don't think my prick has ever been harder. A thirteen-year-old boy, who loved girls, was being forced to French-kiss, a fucking male dog. Ted was groaning and beating his prick like he was trying to pull it off.
After Danny tongue had kissed the dog for about five minutes, the animal's grotesque, pink and black spotted dick emerged from its sheath and started leaking immediately. I led the big dog to a standing position above the boy.
"Now, Danny, look at what you have done, you cheap, little slut. You have gotten your new pal all excited. Look at that doggie-prick, Danny. It must be eight inches long and thick as that baseball bat we had up your twat the other week. I'll bet your cheap, little pussy is just itching for some of that, huh, Danny?"
"He'll be patient. Soldier doesn't like to fuck his girlfriends until he's had his cock sucked. And as long as you're down there sport, show what a good pal you are going to be and suck some dog dick!"
Danny's whole face was thick with dog drool by now. He couldn't even form words, only a kind of guttural groan escaped him, and he tried to crawl away once again. Soldier didn't like that and nipped the kid on his pale pink arm. Danny howled in fright.
"Don't make Soldier angry, Danny. You’d better start sucking his dick soon before he really gets upset."
Have you ever seen a beautiful, teenage boy sucking a dog's cock? It is a sight impossible to adequately describe. No humiliation is greater, no degradation so complete. The boy is ruined for life after something like that. All his years after an experience like that, he will always remember that once he sucked a canine cock.
I took pictures of the whole thing, but with the restrictions and witch hunts all over the web nowadays, I feel at this time it’s best to keep them locked safely away. Perhaps when things loosen up a bit, I'll be inclined to share them with those of you who appreciate a thing of beauty.
Ted squatted down next to the boy whose body was bucking with tremors of shock as his mouth gulped at the humping Great Dane's prick as doggie-spooge leaked out of his mouth and streamed down his cheeks.
"Danny, what a disgusting piece of shit you are. You're actually sucking dog cock. I've never seen a boy do such a disgusting, perverted thing. You're a real fucked up cock slut, you know that?" Ted taunted the kid.
I squatted down and held Danny's bucking body still, rubbing sweat and dog slime into his baby soft skin as Ted pumped the child's stiff prick for a while.
"Danny, lick Soldier's balls for him. Look at those big black hairy balls. Lick them for him. Go on!"
I grabbed Danny's nut sack and squeezed until he started to lap at the dog's filthy fuck bag. We had made sure not to wash Soldier for several days before this. I didn't want Danny to get any high and mighty ideas that he would only have to suck and fuck with clean animals. I could smell the animal's filth even as Danny licked it off the thick, leathery scrotum. The kid gagged and puke bubbled up out of his mouth. To his credit, he tried to keep licking, but the vomit finally spewed out and ran down his face and onto the rug.
"Holy fuck that is disgusting."
Ted reached down, scooped up some of Danny’s puke, and rubbed it on the dog's throbbing dick, all the way down to the knot. Then mercilessly he shoved Danny's face back onto the pulsing animal prick.
Dogs don't cum like people do at the end of a fuck. They literally cum all during it with geysers of fuck-spew gushing from their freaking cock continually. And Danny was being forced to swallow most of it.
After a while when the kid almost blacked out from too much cock, we flipped him over onto his hands and knees and helped the dog to mount him, but it was really anti-climactic. Danny just arched his back and pushed his pussy out as he had been taught to do, and he grunted and groaned at the size of the Great Dane cock, but he was so out of it by then it hardly mattered.
Ted sat on the floor, spread his legs, and forced Danny's face down on his own filthy, leaking prick. Danny sucked Ted while being fucked by a dog at the same time. I leaned down close to him.
"Isn't this much better than dating girls, Danny? I'll bet none of the other kids in your school has the kind of fun you have. And guess what baby, this is just the beginning!"
He looked so cute standing there in his ass-hugging jeans, his tiny, little boy tee shirt so his nipples showed through and his naked tummy was on display, holding his suitcase. He was coming to live with me. His cunt of a mother was in rehab and Danny was officially in my care. Now, the fun could really start. He knew this and stared at the floor, a slight tremble in his hand holding the suitcase. Danny was developing a tremor in one hand, a nervous reaction to all we had put him through. Well, he would develop more than that by the time we were through with him. He wore his red baseball cap as usual.
"Welcome to your new home Danny. I hope you will be very happy here with me. Now, you won’t have to worry anymore about getting home to that sow cunt of a mother of yours, will you? Put down the suitcase Danny. Look at me, baby. Let me see those big, dark eyes and that sweet face. You know how much I love you. Now, Danny, I think we should start right out with the rules of the house. You and I will get along much better if you follow the rules. And, remember that if you are a good boy, keep your grades up, and do everything you are required to do around here, the rules will become laxer, and you will have more freedom. But, to begin with, since you are a teenager with typical nasty teenage ideas in your cute, little head, the rules have to be quite strict. You can understand that, can't you Danny?
Silence from him.
“Can't you Danny?"
He licked his pomegranate lips.
"Good, then let’s get started. Now you are sure to forget some of these rules, but try to remember as many as you can okay, buster? Because when you do forget a rule, I have to punish you and you know I don’t like to do that because I love you so much.
“Okay, the first rule, get comfortable with your own body. You know I believe that too many teens are too shy and awkward about their young, growing bodies. They have hang ups about themselves. We have to try to deal with that, so at all times in my house, unless told otherwise, you will remain bare-ass naked. Don't worry about it. You will soon get used to being bare-assed in front of my friends and answering the door that way for the paper boy and the pizza man. And make sure you never, I repeat never, cover your cock and balls with your hands or other objects you might be carrying. I want you comfortable with yourself. Now, because you are so special to me, you have a special chair in the living room here. Oh, by the way, FUCKHEAD, WHY THE FUCK DO YOU STILL HAVE CLOTHES ON? STRIP BARE ASS NAKED NOW, STUPID CUNT."
He was out of his clothes in thirty seconds, standing naked, hands hanging awkwardly because he so wanted to cover his little boy dick and balls, his big feet moving and toes curling with anxiety, and his naked chest, his well-worked titties proud and pink, rising and falling with heavy, labored tension-filled breaths.
"That's better, sweetheart.”
“Now where was I? Oh, when you are standing and listening to one of my friends or me there is a proper way to stand. Put your hands in the small of your back, spread your legs a little wider than shoulder width, suck in your cute, soft, white tummy, and stick out your cunt tits nice and far, push those udders out like a good bitch in heat. Now arch your back, so your ass is sticking out, way out. Get that pussy out there. That pussy should be on duty twenty-four hours a day.
“Good, now where was I? Oh yes, your special chair. Because I love you so much, I even have a special chair for you. It’s your place to sit in the living room. It’s this nice chair with the arms over here. Nothing unusual about it, don’t get all worked up. But there is a special way for a boy your age to sit in his chair. You sit comfortable, then lift and place one leg over each arm that's the way you will sit when we are alone or when we have company. I can’t wait to have some of the kids from your school over to visit.
“Now, Danny, until you prove to me that you are a responsible boy and won’t damage anything around the house, I have to be a little careful with you, so instead of walking, you will crawl around the house. You will rise to your feet to answer the door or to stand at attention for myself or my buddies, but to go from room to room, you will crawl. Now, when you crawl, keep your legs wide apart so I can see your cute, teenage balls swing. I know that makes it harder to crawl, but you will get used to it. Also, arch your back, so your ass is the highest part of your body. I want to see those teenage boy ass globes riding high. You know a teenage boy's ass is one of the most beautiful sights on earth, Danny, and you have a very lovely ass.
“Oh, look, here come your best friend, Soldier, sniffing around. He likes it when you crawl. It makes him think of you as his girlfriend, I think. Ha, ha, ha. Danny don't push Soldier's nose away, you are never ever to refuse him anything. I don’t want to see you behaving in a nasty, selfish, teenage boy way, but for the moment you are right. Down, Soldier, Danny and I are having a talk.
“Oh, Danny, Danny, Danny, are you crying again already? What gets into you boy, are you a little sissy boy, a pussy, a wuss? You cry over the slightest thing lately. Okay, Danny, crawl into the bathroom with me, will you?
“Oh, yes, by the way, no telephone calls, no television, no music. Not until you earn the rights. You do have a television in your room that shows videos only. A nice, high pile of instructional videos for you to watch to learn technique and style. Think of them as training videos. Let me see, what are some of the titles. Oh, yes, Jewish Cunt Boy of the Nazi SS, Boy's School Rape, Ass Eating Son, The Great Teenage Boy Shit Eating Contest, Bad Boy Amputations," don’t watch that one on an empty stomach and lots, lots more.”
These are special films you can’t buy in a store, I order them from my friend Mr. Black, the man whose adventures I record and publish stories about.
“Now, here in the bathroom, we have certain rules. First of all, Danny, you are to keep your body clean and healthy at all times. You will daily remove any unwanted body hair with this tweezers and mirror. You are allowed to have a neatly trimmed prick bush over your dick. I like the look. But, every other hair on your body must be removed. I may bend the rules a little and allow some armpit hair as I also think that is sexy on a developing boy, but at your daily inspections, I don't want to find a single hair on your ball sack or in your ass crack or around your twat. You are such a fucking little pussy, Danny, you have no right to have body hair.
“Now, until I can ascertain that you are as clean a boy as I am a man, I don’t want you to use my toilet, so you will relieve yourself in this litter box over here. All you have to do is squat, then shit or piss, or both. It’s easy, and you will get used to it in no time. Now, just make sure to get permission each and every time before you shit or piss. Sometimes I or one of my buddies will want to accompany you to watch you shit and piss just because so many boys your age have bad unhygienic habits. If one of my pals is watching you, or one of the boys from your school that I might have over here to do some special chores for me, make sure to raise up slightly and push your ass way out so they can clearly see the turds dropping out. Now, after you are finished, you will wipe your dirty ass with your left hand. I can't afford any toilet paper for you as you already cost me a ton of money. So use your bare hand, wipe your shitty hand in the kitty litter. The next thing you do is take your shit and the dirty litter in your hands, crawl into the rear hall, deposit the shit and litter into the plastic bag there for that purpose. It will probably take you five or six trips. Then return to the bathroom and make sure the litter box is empty of any waste. I will refill the litter, don’t you worry about that, because I love you. Then you crawl into the shower and wash completely. Oh, Danny, to save money, I'm afraid you are only allowed to use the cold water. I'm sure you won't mind.
“Oh, and see that over there? That is your personal enema bag. Three times a day Danny, I want you to clean yourself out completely. I want you squeaky clean. Your toothbrush is in the cabinet along with mouthwash which you will need a lot of because of some of the places your mouth will be.
“Now, let’s crawl into the kitchen, shall we? You see Soldier's food bowl, Danny? Isn’t that nice? A big, blue bowl and you see the pink one next to it? What does it say? It says, Danny. That's right, that’s your own personal food bowl. That is where you will eat all your meals unless we have a special romantic dinner or something. Teenage boys have such bad table manners that I think it’s better if they eat their meals out of dog bowls on the floor. And, Danny, never use your hands, you know what they say, 'When in Rome’... Ha, ha, ha.' By the way, you'll be happy to know I got some really good deals on cans of dog food bought in bulk. I hope you like liver.
“It is going to be so much fun having you live here with me, Danny. I can't wait to see you with clothespins hanging from your titties and ball sack all night long. We'll be able to fuck you a lot more now that you are actually living here. We can keep the leather cuffs, ropes, and ball stretchers in your room, so they'll be readily available for us to play whenever we need them. I bought some really powerful prick pumps so we can try to turn that pathetic, peanut dick of yours into something of a respectable size and, of course, an entire shelf of dildos ranging from six inches to over fifteen.
“You and Soldier will sleep together on that mat on the floor of your room. And, remember, he sometimes likes to play during the night. Many nights, however, you will be sleeping with me because I love you so much. I just love to play with a teenage boy's fresh young ass in bed. We're going to keep that ass a nice, dark shade of red at all times, except of course when it’s black and blue.
“You know, I don't think I told you, but when I watched you piss yesterday, I became concerned that your pee hole is abnormally small. That's not healthy so starting tonight we are going to make some piss hole enlarging exercises. I'm sure we'll be able to get a Bic™ pen up there by the time the week is out.
“We also have the goal of stretching your ball bag three inches in the next month, and I want your nipples standing out an inch. All of that will take lots of work on both our parts, but I am willing to make the commitment because I love you.
“Now, the bad news, Danny, your school counselor called today and told me they are very concerned about you. He said you are no longer cheerful and pleasant at school but seem sullen and unhappy. Your counselor said you don’t seem to get along well with the other students. Daniel, I insist that you correct your behavior in school immediately. I know the other students think of you as a fucked up faggot and beat you up every day and that’s fine, but in front of the teachers, I want you to smile and appear cheerful. I don’t want any more bad reports and no more trouble from the kids at school either. You do whatever they tell you to do. Do you hear me?
“Now, I have to punish you for making me talk to that stupid fuck of a counselor. I don’t like to punish you, Danny, but it’s the only way to make you behave. Now, bend over that chair. I am going to beat your sweet, young, teenage ass with this thick, leather belt until it is black and covered with welts and then I am going to fuck your ass. Then while I eat dinner, I'm going to have you under the table licking my balls and ass hole. In fact, since I am having noodles tonight, I 'll just shove some up my asshole, and you can eat them out of my shithole as a special treat. You know how well your face and my ass go together Danny.
“After dinner, you are going to call Brad from your school and tell him that if he and the guys meet you in the boy’s room after the first period, you will show them your whipped, black and blue ass, and they can make it even more pretty if they want to. And Danny, I don’t know what kind of stupid, straight jock Brad is, but he doesn’t seem to be getting the idea so tomorrow you will beg him. Do you hear me? You will beg him to let you suck his big, fat, thick, jock cock.
“Those kids in school have to start using you properly. For all their smart talk, teenage boys are actually pretty shy when it comes to action, but don't worry, we'll get them going. Before I take you out of that place for homeschooling, I want you to become the official school faggot. I won’t be happy until you are fucked at school every day and spend the time between every single class sucking dick. Those kids are just too clean cut and nice. Shit, in a real urban school they’d already have you pregnant. Remember to call every boy in the school ‘sir’ and never under any circumstances speak to a girl, except when working on a class project or something. By the way, when you piss at school, after calling me on my cell phone to get permission, of course, make sure you stand in front of the urinal two feet back, before lowering your pants until they sit around your ankles, then raise your shirt until your titties show and then without touching your dick arch your back out until your tiny clit-dick sticks out and piss like that, no matter how many boys are watching. And you can't piss unless there are at least three other boys in the bathroom.
“Good, now, I'm hungry so what say we get to your fucking ass beating?”
Note: This is a reconstruction of what I told to Danny yesterday as I can’t remember everything I actually said to him. I think I covered most of the important points. Fucking shit, you ought to see the kid's ass. It is ripped to shreds. When I fucked him, he screamed bloody murder every time my body slammed against his ass.
I like his little pussy all nice and shaved. How about you?
By the way, any ideas on how I can get those straight boys at school to actually fuck the faggot cunt? They beat him up and call him names, but they don’t seem to have the imagination or the guts to actually fuck him. I know once they started they would love it. I mean how many hints do they need that his mouth and hole are available and that they won’t get into trouble because he is nothing more than a living breathing cum dump.
I have been too busy to write for a few weeks, but I thought I should let you know what is happening with our boy, Danny. This week he has no school because of Easter vacation, so he has been kept busy entertaining my friends. We even took him to the health club with us and had lots of fun.
But, let me begin with last week. Monday and Tuesday went fine. Danny got beat up royally both days at school. The guys really worked him over. In fact, on Monday, I drove him to school as usual tied up in the rear seat of the car because he cried and sobbed so badly that he didn’t want to go. The little cunt was really scared shitless. We had a nice, warm spring day that day so I didn’t see any reason he should not wear shorts and a tank top. I mean, if you a faggot, you might as well look like a faggot, right? He keeps telling me he's not a faggot that he's straight. I keep telling him that I am helping him find his true self. Why does he think I went through all the trouble to getting him that nice dog? Because none of the girls at school will date him and he every boy needs some company. I drum this into his head day and night, but he's stubborn little fuck.
For example, he complains about Soldier. He says he needs some rest and he hurts all over. I try to explain to him that any boy who has a dog has lots of responsibilities to take care of that dog. Some dogs need attention three or four times a day, and Danny's job is to be there for his pal. Anyway, Danny came home with some really choice black and blue marks on Monday.
"Did that one on your ribs come from a punch or from a kid kicking you?" I asked.
I pressed the dark blue blotch on the boy's smooth chest. He told me, they dragged him into the bathroom after school and beat the fuck out of him and when he falls on the floor, they kick him.
"I'll bet you gave that boy a lot of pleasure. That's a good boy Danny, I'm proud of you. Your job Danny is to help those teenage boys relieve their tension and their hatred of cocksucking faggots. How come your balls aren’t at all swollen, Danny? Didn't the boys kick you in the balls?"
I held his hairless testicles in my hand and squeezed until his face screwed up like he was sucking on a lemon. One thing was clear. I would have to have Danny wear long sleeves and long pants to school to hide the black and blue marks.
"We don't want any nosey teachers or counselors to wreck the boys 'fun’ now do we?” I asked.
I punched Danny in his sore stomach, so he bucked his small, tight, naked ass back onto my raging hard on.
"Come on, Danny, use your pussy muscles. Don't make me angry. Get up on those toes, boy, arch that back, push that cunt back onto my dick."
The next day Danny wore a yellow long sleeved shirt and his tight jeans that show lots of cock bulge. I knew that would aggravate the boys at school even more. They really worked him over on Tuesday. He had a swollen lip and a loose tooth, and his guts hurt so badly he couldn’t walk upright. He was an emotional and psychological wreck, just the way I like teenage boys to be.
"All day in school they taunt me and tell me how bad it’s going to be for me after school..." he cried, batting his big lashes at me and letting the tears roll down his freckled cheeks.
"Danny, you are learning wonderful lessons here about strength, courage, and determination. We can survive this, you and I together. We won't give in, Danny. Why do your clothes smell like piss?"
He sobbed, not knowing if he should cling to me or run from me.
"They threw me on the floor of the bathroom and took out their dicks and pissed on me, about eight guys."
I grabbed him by the ears and hauled him up from where he was sucking my dick.
"What the fuck did you say? Do you mean to tell me that you aren't bare-ass naked for your daily teenage boy beatings? You dumb fuck. No wonder your nuts aren't sore. If you were naked, they could see their target. Besides, you being all bare-assed in front of them would make them feel superior, as they should feel, and it might give them some more fun ideas."
I grabbed him by the nipples and dragged him up onto his tip toes.
"Listen to me you little cunt, from now on, every day, I want you bare-ass naked for your beatings at school. You tell Brad that you want to be naked so they can hurt you more so they can attack those hard to get at places. That should give those dumb jocks some clue."
The boy was trembling in my hands. His slender body could have been plucked like a harp string.
"Oh, God, please, Sir. Please, I do everything you say. Please don’t make me be naked when they beat me up. PPPLLLEEEAAASSSEEE!"
I grabbed a candle off the table and began to fuck it deep into the teenage boy's ass.
"You fucking, ungrateful, slop sucking scumbag. From now on, every day, not only will you be bare-assed for you beatings, but in gym class, you will walk bare-ass naked around the locker room and go up to each of the jocks and personally invite him to work you over after school! You will stand naked in front of each jock, hands at your sides, legs spread with your pathetic, laughable cock and balls on display."
Well, you would think after all the loving attention I put into Danny's lesson, he would obey, wouldn't you? I mean come on guys, tell me honestly, am I doing something wrong here? Have I lost my knack as an influential teacher? The next fucking day, Danny hid so the jocks couldn't find him. Can you fucking believe it? I only found out because the stupid cunt had no new black and blue marks and I know those boys had the time of their lives beating the living shit out of a faggot, pussy boy every day. He was so fucking scared that he hid in a broom closet. I took a belt to the kid's ass and to his nut sack.
"How dare you, you useless, faggot, twat faced cunt boy deprive those healthy, American boys of a little harmless after school fun! Who the fuck do you think you are?"
It was great fun watching his face swing back and forth as he tried to form words, but he was too freaked out to even talk.
"Now here is what you’re going to do. You’re going to get on the telephone, and you are going to call whatshisname, who's the jock in charge of the guys? Oh, yeah, Brad. Well, you call up Brad right now, and you beg him to forgive you. You tell him you really need those beatings because they are teaching you your place in life and you are grateful to those big, tough studs for bothering to take the time to work over a piece of shit like you. And then, fuck face, you tell Brad that from now on you want to be bare-assed for all your beatings and then you tell him that you ought to be punished for skipping out today. You suggest to him that all the guys beat your ass raw with their belts and also beat you on the nut sack!"
Danny resisted. I have to hand to him. He is fucking stubborn. I had to get out the cattle prod. Finally, he called Brad, though, and I must say, that young man sounds like a fine example of teenage boyhood. He must have called Danny every name in the book. I could hear the swearing coming out of the phone. Danny started to cry just from the verbal threats alone. It was heartwarming.
"Sounds like tomorrow's going to be a very special day for you, Danny, so I want you to be a very, very good boy and do everything those boys want! Don't you fucking dare disappoint me!”
Danny crawled sobbing to his litterbox.
Well, Thursday was the last day of school before Easter vacation, and the boys didn't disappoint. They beat the fuck out of his naked, little body. His balls were swollen and blue, his ass beaten raw until it was red and black. He had belt marks across his titties, and when he staggered out to my car, he fell down twice. I almost collapsed laughing.
It turns out the worst wasn’t the beating at all, but what they did after. Danny’s tormentors made the beaten, black and blue Danny sit on a shelf bare-ass naked with his heels up on the shelf, legs spread so his beaten cock and balls and asshole would show clearly. And, where was the shelf? In the walkway to the girl's locker room! One of the boys cleverly distracted the girls’ sports coach while the cunts went on ahead to the locker room to shower. To get there, they had to pass a crying, bare-ass, beaten balls Danny sitting on a shelf showing them everything he had. They warned him that if he dared to close his legs or cover himself, they would start all over on him again. Well, the girls had the time of their lives pointing and laughing and making fun of faggot boy Danny. Over fifty girls passed Danny, and before the coaches entered the building, they had to drag him away. Over fifty girls saw his teenage cock and balls. I have to hand it to those jocks, they have a good sense of humor.
Now, if only they would fuck the shit out of Danny's holes, but they seem too fucking straight to want to do that. Fortunately, my friends, my buddies of my age, love to sample Danny's pussy and his mouth twat. We had a wonderful Easter party including shoving hard boiled eggs up Danny's ass and then making him shit them out and eat them. Watching a teenage boy squat naked in front of you and shit out a hardboiled egg, well the humiliation for the young twat is extreme. Can you imagine? And then he has to turn around, still squatting and lean down and eat the ass slime covered egg without using his hands.
Everybody got his ass and mouth for Easter. I got a picture of it for you. Well, that's all for now, but the work goes on. It's not easy, but I am determined to help that boy!
We fucked up Danny real good last night. He skipped school because the guys were not only stripping him and beating him up but, thank God, at last making him suck their dicks. I was wondering how long it would take for them to get the message that this boy has a twat for a face. Five jocks at school face fucked the little hole in the boy’s room and told him it would be a regular event after school every day from now on. Danny was so fucking freaked out he couldn't even talk, he just kind of moaned to himself and rubbed the black and blue mark on his cheek.
I was delighted, to say the least. As soon as we got home from school, Danny stripped bare-assed, and I shoved my eight inches up his ass twat. I made him kneel on the bed while I was fucking him and write a nice thank you note to Brad at school. Not only a thank you note, I made the little cunt boy remind Brad that he could also suck dick during lunch hour and during the school activity period. I also had Danny suggest that Brad might invite some of the underclassmen to enjoy his services After all, why should only the senior jocks get free face fucks.
You should see how the little cunt looks. Well, maybe I'll get a picture of Danny off to you guys. He looks so fucked up, his eyes are all glassy, and his mouth kind of hangs half open all the time like it is permanently waiting for dick. I know his mind is being affected by all this, which is great. I keep the little hole on Viagra™ all the time, so he is almost mad with lust, and his teenage dick is always hard. I, of course, have a doctor friend of mine set the limits, so we don’t burn the little shit out before we are through with him. I mix shit in with his food now for almost every meal, and he doesn't even complain. He just kneels on the floor next to Soldier and sticks his sweet, cute, young, teenage face into the doggie dish.
So, Danny, the fuck wad, skipped school and had to be punished really well. A bunch of my pals and me got him all fucked up on drugs, then took him to the gym where we stripped him in the weight room and had guys use his ass and mouth. The best was one of his own classmates, we made Danny eat the kid's ass out in front of about fifteen guys. I got a nice pic of that for you. I made him crawl around the shower room licking the dirty and soapy water as it ran off the sweaty guys’ bodies, and then we dragged him into the toilets and made him lick out the urinals and the toilet bowls.
He's so small and thin, and helpless. It gives me a boner just to think about the sick shit we can do to him. We made Danny walk around the gym wearing a tiny posing strap so he would be thoroughly humiliated. Then I drove him to the sorority house of a friend of mine at UWM. She’s a real fun gal and loves sex. Well, we tied Danny up bare-assed in the living room of the sorority house so all the gals would see him when they came home. They played with his cock and balls, telling him what a loser he was in the dick department and how no girl would ever want him to fuck her. My friend shoved one of her electric dildos up his ass and turned it on, and we watched Danny's dick get hard and spurt without him even touching it. We put clothes pins on his dick and titties and then turned the dildo on again until he was out of his fucking head with lust. He cried and cried as the girls all laughed at his bare-assed antics. Then the chicks called up some of their boyfriends, who came over and had Danny eat out their asses. They also pissed in his mouth and face fucked him, although most of the guys saved their orgasms for their girlfriends. We fed the little shit Viagra™ until his dick was twitching like a plucked guitar string and itching so bad he was screaming.
Then we wrapped him in a blanket, and took him over to the student union and exposed him bare-ass naked in the student commons where about two hundred kids were partying. His hands were tied behind his back so he couldn't hide his hard dick and his full young nuts nor could he hide the fact that he was sobbing like a baby. The girls and guys fondled and played with his cock and balls, and his asshole and titties.
"Isn't this great Danny?" I kept asking him. "Isn’t this a blast?"
Then it was over to the bookstore where Danny not only had to suck twenty-five cocks, but we also made him crawl from jerk off booth to jerk off booth and lick clean the walls and floor of spilled dick slop.
Today, Danny went to school without complaining and took his two Viagra™ for breakfast like a good little whore boy.
Well, I'm back from Asia with six weeks of adventures to share with all of you. This was my most exciting and sexually exhausting trip yet. The big news is that just before I left for Japan and Thailand, I received a telephone call from Mr. Black – the man himself.
His real name is not Mr. Black of course, but he’s the guy I don’t dare call a friend, but the guy who has allowed me to photograph and write about his sex business and underground adventures for the past few years. He respects me for some reason. I guess he likes my writing. I respect him as having the most deviously perverse mind I ever encountered and having the guts to live his dreams. Anyway, the Mr. Black of the stories is a combination of his real-life experiences, my adventures and growing skill in dealing with young teens, and of course some elaboration for some of the stories.
Well, Mr. Black has been following my work with Danny as have many of you and he was really turned on by the ungrateful, shitty, little teen punk, so he told me to bring him along to Japan. That was quite a switch in my plans and quite a shock to me, but I learned a long time ago you don't say no to Mr. Black (that’s one of the disadvantages of mixing with a certain crowd, but the advantages outweigh them tenfold).
As you know, Danny had been getting a very healthy workover from the kids at school almost every day. He came home one day with a sprained wrist and really bruised ribs. He was giving ten to fifteen blow jobs to the teen, school jocks every day. I was trying to get the guys at school to ass fuck him as well, but it’s difficult to encourage straight boys to get into that until they see the pain and agony on the faggots face, then they love it.
Danny is pretty much the psychological and physical fucked up mess that I want him to be. He doesn’t fight back anymore and is starting to accept the fact that he is a worthless piece of shit whose only purpose in life is to be used for the pleasure of real men. It is really a turn on to see this in a boy so young. Every single shred of self-pride and confidence ripped out of him until he is just a quivering husk of boy fuck. Danny will now do the most disgusting things on command with absolutely no disobedience because he has no self-worth left. I mean what kind of teenage boy will let strange men blow their noses into his open mouth?
At home, I make Danny sit bare-ass on the table and play with his nipples and pussy while all my party guests talk about what a worthless cunt he is. How lucky Danny is. Too many boys his age are just beginning to discover the first blush of sexual interest, just starting to have sexual feelings, and here our Danny has already been ass-fucked over two hundred times. He's known the humiliation of having to drink piss, eat shit and perform with animals. Does he even know how lucky a boy he is?
And now the ultimate, to have Mr. Black himself interested in your useless, worthless cunt. So I pulled Danny from school, insisting that the school people couldn’t control the fighting and abuse in their own system and I started to homeschool the boy twat. Well, we never cracked a book – only plowed the crack of his young tight teen ass.
I took the cocksucking teen twat to Asia with me. I had some mild fun watching him fuck and suck with some of my Asian boys and then I had lunch with Mr. Black. It was a great honor to be invited to his Tokyo home. He told me he wanted my Danny – our Danny – to be the centerpiece of a party he was having. I was so proud when he told me he thought I was doing fine work with teenage boys and should continue.
And that's how Danny wound up as the only Caucasian boy at a party of all Japanese males. Naked boys served us food and drink before the entertainment started.
Two Japanese boys wrestled naked, and then the winning boy got to take a dump in the mouth of the loser.
A Japanese father beat the balls of his teenage son until they were swollen the size of melons.
A popular young Japanese pop star and teen idol, and the boy who was put on top of the charts with Mr. Black's influence fucked his young girlfriend in front of us. Then he was ass fucked by the five members of his backup band.
An old man who had cheated on payments to Mr. Black was stripped and whipped. I didn’t have any interest in watching an old man suffer until as a coda to his punishment he was ordered to ass rape his own grandson. The boy was a virgin of course, and his cherry plucked screams were like music to our ears. The old man then had to suck his spilled sperm from the young boy's ass and then kiss him and feed it to him.
There were other things. A scene with two schoolboys doing homework in their cute school uniforms, who then proceeded to suck and fuck. Stuff like that.
And then, the star attraction, our boy Danny. I was so fucking proud as I am sure you will be. Danny had a constricting cockring placed around his dick and nuts. His teen pecker was hard and dripping. He was made to walk through the audience so all the guys could get a good feel. More than twenty fingers went up into his puckered teenage asshole.
Danny was tied to a wall, blindfolded and whipped. He was then made to crawl through the audience, and the Japanese guys took their belts and thwacked the cunt boy on the ass and back and on the soles of his feet. Huge metal clamps were put on his tits. A series of large dildos were fucked into his ass.
Japanese men love dildos and sexual toys. Six guys from the audience were each given large rubber dildos, and they formed a half circle around Danny, and then each of them with a single thrust rammed his dildo as deeply into the boy's ass-pussy as hard as he could. They took turns until they had a regular rhythm going and the audience was clapping along as fake cock after fake cock was slammed into the crying boy's cunt.
Any guest who needed to piss simply walked up and pissed into Danny's mouth. Over twenty guys pissed down the kid's throat until he started to piss himself and his tummy was bloated like he was a pregnant sow as the dildos kept raping his boy ass. Then he was forced to crawl on his hands and knees around the area and lick up any spilled piss.
Then he was made to suck clean five of the ass-slimed dildos while the other six still lay buried ten inches up his twat.
Mr. Black then had two guys at a time shoot their loads up Danny's nose until the poor, dear kid almost choked and strangled on cum clogging his air passages.
Mr. Black decided it was time to pierce the boy's nipples. Something I had been considering as you know. But Mr. Black made it as long and painful an ordeal as he could forcing quite thick rings through the boy's nipple flesh.
What you can't see is he also pierced Danny's tongue with a large stud that would make cocksucking better for the guy face fucking the piece of teen shit. Danny was fed a whole shitload of Viagra™ along with some other drugs, and then the ass fucking started.
Danny was fucked that night by forty-five guys. Some of the Japanese had small dicks I have to admit, but some were quite well endowed, and Mr. Black had some assistants who were super hung. The same guys I had seen pics of before I wrote my latest Mr. Black story. (See Mr. Black's Group Instruction based on a true incident.)
Well, the sad part is, Mr. Black decided he wanted to keep Danny for at least six months. He said he wanted to totally ruin the cunt boy and there was still a lot that could be done to him. Danny sobbed and begged me to bring him back home. It’s funny, but suddenly home and me and school didn’t seem so bad to the ungrateful twat face.
I told him as sweetly as I could that staying with Mr. Black was the best thing for him as he would learn a great deal in the coming months. So no more Danny. At least for the time being, but we may be seeing him in some hot underground videos. In fact, I'm sure we will. And I have more episodes to share with you in the coming weeks. It's good to be home.
(Note: I received permission from Mr. Black to post this letter he sent me regarding Danny. He knows that many of you have asked after his health and welfare.)
Hope your trip back to the states was relaxing and without incident. I still always hate that long flight, even though I can now make the arduous journey aboard my own plane. I promise you a free private flight to Asia one of these trips. It’s not that I don't want to thank you, it's just a matter of logistics freeing the plane's schedule as you know we fly clients back and forth all the time.
I am writing to you at this time to let you and your faithful readers know that young Danny is enjoying his stay in Japan. Like all young teenage boys, he fails to appreciate many of the customs to which we are exposing him at this time, but in the future, he will understand their value.
If I were to level a criticism at you and believe me, I do this with all good will, I would have to say you spoiled the boy by being too kind to him. Teenage boys can be nasty little shits and must be kept in line with stern discipline.
For example, the boy absolutely squawked and blubbered and made all kinds of fuss at the introduction of a rather large dildo up his ass pussy. He screamed that he couldn't take it that it was much too large. Well, if he had been properly trained by you, he would know that we know what is best for him and that we are the only ones to make the determination as to what is or is not too large to stuff his twat. That's not his decision to make! That being said, I do enjoy a young teen who has some fight left in him, and Danny has plenty. But all in all, he is learning well, and we are all having a good time with him.
To begin with, I had him fucked non-stop for forty-eight hours that taught him that we will decide what is good for him. You know that Japanese are often naturally sadistic, so many of the young men were quite rough with him. For many of them, it was their first American teenage boy.
Danny was beaten up splendidly after that, but he had become much more docile. He will now drink piss enthusiastically.
In some ways, he is growing proud of his abilities, and I am very proud of him. As you can see from the enclosed pic, he can now stick his entire hand up his pussy and Danny has large hands for his age. That is quite impressive for a teenage boy. Of course, the idea of sticking his whole hand up his asshole didn't appeal to Danny at first. It went over like a pork chop at a Jewish Wedding, buy I calmly explained to him that we were going to turn his teenage boy ass into a pussy and there was nothing he could do about it. I also told him it was for his own good, as eventually, his hole would be able to take most anything without any pain. I had my boys work their fingers in his juicy teen twat for hours on end, in between fucking him, until at last, he was able to hand stuff himself.
The beer bottle was trickier because it doesn't give like flesh and bone does. It is solid, and the pussy hole has to totally expand to accept it. That too took hours and hours of little Danny screaming and crying and even passing out a few times, but he can now proudly say, "We did it."
I can tell you it was tiring for all of us. Danny is a strong young man and can fight back like nobody's business. I also placed some dick jewelry on the boy. It allows him to forget about pleasuring his teen cock and concentrate on using his cunt to please us. The jewelry is removable of course, but causes great pain and discomfort, not to mention a feeling of humiliation and degradation when he crawls around naked in front of my Asian workers.
Danny has also learned to like squid. American boys have such limited palates, you know, burgers and fries, how dull. We taught Danny to eat live squid. He puked at first and really freaked out, but now he can do it just fine. We also shoved a squid or two up his twat, then had him shit them out and eat them. That provided an evening of laughter for all of us. Danny really misses you, which is heartwarming to know.
He would write something, but he can't free himself right now (literally). He is bound Japanese fashion and sucking thirty-two cocks in a row. I also keep him quite hopped up on Viagra™. Giving him triple doses does cause him to have vision problems and see everything in weird colors and also to have a headache, but you know that we have to pay the price for our pleasures. This afternoon, I am going to let my sumo wrestler friends take him to their dojo for an afternoon of fun and frolic.
And tonight, we are introducing Danny to a boa-constrictor. Your pictures and letters about Danny and the doggie back home inspired me to find out how well the boy actually gets along with our animal and reptile friends. Teenage boys do like pets, don’t they? The three months will go too fast, and the next time you are in Bangkok, (Sept. isn't it), I will ship Danny to you a new and better boy. A boy who with unbridled enthusiasm will happily degrade himself for the pleasure of men. He does remain as cute as ever, and I hope as he grows older he doesn't lose his sweet angelic boyish good looks. As I think back, I have lost interest in so many boys around the age of fifteen or sixteen because of how their looks changed. So, all is well in Tokyo.
Oh, by the by, I hope you enjoyed Oshima, one of my little gifts to you. He has such a saw sweet look, doesn't he? Especially when he is getting a big, fat dick up his ass. I love his silent sobs when he's getting a belt across his ass too. I do hope you tried that.
One of the greatest mistakes of modern society was abandoning the use of the belt and rod on a boy's sweet, smooth, young ass globes. I am happy to see that Thailand wants to re-introduce the whipping of boys in school. Beating little boy ass is a pleasure we experience far too infrequently nowadays. I remember my days at the Taoist Temple in China.
Each of us had a little village boy just for the pleasure of beating. We were to work out our anger by beating the shit out of the cute, little kids whenever we felt like it. The sweet, young things would wait naked and tremble for us to find a corner of anger in our beings during meditation and then we would beat the little bare boys with a switch, or a paddle, or our hands, or a pipe, or anything we wanted.
It was good for the boy too because he gained merit. But I digress. I hope you were properly severe with Oshima and the other boy-cunt I sent you, I forget his name.
You know, I always tell you that you are too gentle and weak with the boys. You will never be a Mr. Black that way. Only a Mr. Gray (excuse my little joke). I will keep you appraised of my activates for your stories and chronicles. I hope your readers enjoy your accounts of my exciting and varied life.
Until next time,
Well, Danny spent his birthday with Mr. Black. The good news for me is I'll pick him up when I am in Asia in September. Mr. Black reports that I will be delighted with Danny's new, more teenage attitude toward such activities as eating shit, sucking off dogs, shoving large objects up his ass pussy and generally humiliating himself in public. Mr. Black assures me that Danny will now perform even the most disgusting acts at once and without complaint. He tells me I was too easy on the boy, and that a firm hand was needed to get the boy to realize it was for his own good. He does admit the boy has become almost totally uncommunicative, and his social graces have gone into disuse, but who cares if his cocksucking technique has improved.
You know I feel that I did my best with the boy and taught him how to be a first-rate asslicker, but Mr. Black assures me that Danny's tongue is almost an inch longer now and much more flexible and talented.
You know Mr. Black gave the boy some new body jewelry, but he says if I don’t like it, it can and often is removed even by him. He says he likes to take it in and out to increase the discomfort level for the boy. Mr. Black's theory on raising a teen boy is that the boy should never be without the painful agony of one kind or another. Even when not engaged in sex. When studying, for example, a teenage boy should have a couple of quarts of soapy enema water inside of him, just to keep him "on his toes."
He tells me Danny will be especially fun to humiliate in front of teenagers his own age as most of the boys his age will now be dating and fucking girls. Danny, of course, dates no one and gets fucked like a girl. I must admit I can't wait to see him.
Mr. Black sent along a bunch of pics and every time I see shots of the boy I am amazed at how fast he is growing up. Here is a nice picture of Danny's talented new tongue about to lick some fresh ass. Mr. Black says no matter how clean the ass is, Danny has learned to dig around with his tongue until he comes out with some fresh shit on it. Danny has become a grade An ass cleaner. Would any of you like Danny for a weekend of cleaning when he gets back?
Danny's asshole development is apparently coming along very nicely, and Mr. Black suggested to me that instead of beer, I could now find a use for old wine and champagne bottles. I must admit that is quite impressive for a boy his age and of his build. Mr. Black says Danny also does quite well now dressing himself up like a female, teenage whore and selling his ass on the streets. He says with his smooth, youthful face he really does look like a young cunt until he strips bare-ass, of course.
I know how some of you readers worry about Danny and his welfare, so I thought I would send this to you to say it looks like he is having a wonderful time overseas and learning lots of new things in an alien culture.
As for making new friends, Mr. Black says it’s not unusual for Danny to suck twenty to thirty cocks a day and get fucked ten to fifteen times. He is so popular he hardly has any time to waste on teenage foolishness. I am so glad to hear that, and it puts my mind at rest. How about you? A busy boy is a boy who can't get into trouble.
Mr. Black also assured me that Danny has no more of that doubtful psychological confusion that so upset him. Remember his crying and not wanting to go to school to get beaten up by the boys. Well, now, Danny knows exactly what he is and what is expected of him. A couple of times a week a gang of Japanese thugs beats the shit out of him, and he has learned to thank them for taking the time out to punish a useless faggot. He even bows to them in the Japanese style. Isn’t that cute? I wish I had a pic of that. Oh, the memories the boy will have some day of his wonderful Japan vacation.
Mr. Black also assures me that Danny loves Japanese dogs and gets on very well with them. He even jokingly said he feared Danny was dating and falling in love with some of them the way he behaves. If Danny seems tense and a bit edgy, Mr. Black says it’s probably the three Viagra™ a day that he now takes as a vitamin supplement. It distorts his vision a bit, but who needs to see clearly to suck dog dick and get fucked anyway?
At the end of the letter was a little note written by Danny. It's a bit shaky and looks like he almost forgot how to write, but he manages to scrawl, "I love you, and I want to come home."
Isn't that sweet?
Here is a letter I received from Danny, who, as you know, is spending his summer with Mr. Black in Japan. I will be returning to Asia on September second to pick him up, do some more photo work, and research on young male sexuality there. As many of you know, Danny's mother is in rehab, and he has been signed over to my care. So here is his letter then. God, I miss the kid and having my prick in his sweet young asshole.
I miss you very, very much and cannot wait to see you again. Although I appreciate all Mr. Black has done for me, and although I am having a very good time, I cannot wait to show you all I have learned and to prove to you what a good boy I have become.
Mr. Black says my fifteenth birthday must have been a miraculous step forward as I obey every order now with enthusiasm and commitment, and there is almost no sign of the nasty, selfish, little Danny left. He has helped me to see how in the past I only thought of myself and my own pleasure, and how I never wanted to put myself out for anyone else.
He also taught me that I was a sissy back then. I couldn't even stand any pain or hardship. I miss your cock sir and cannot wait to suck on it, with your permission of course. And your ass too. I remember so well the hours I would spend sucking your ass while you watched TV. I was too selfish back then to appreciate the wonderful opportunity you were providing for me.
I have pretty much conquered my nasty thoughts about girls. Mr. Black has helped me to do this by showing me slides of cunts and giving me little shocks and making me drink this awful tasting stuff. So now when I even think about a girl sexually or any way at all for that matter, I feel really sick. This has helped me be able to concentrate on my real purpose in life to become a perverted fuck toy. Mr. Black said he is real proud of me as I now suck between twenty-five and thirty cocks a day.
I have been working in his Tokyo club along with fifteen Asian boys and five other western kids. I have made some good friends. Sometimes I get to perform shows with them for customers. He all have a really good time. I also get fucked between five and ten times a day, and my pussy is stretched nice and big like a real cunt. I am sure you will like it. Mr. Black says he would like to see me take a horse cock by my sixteenth birthday. Most of the Japanese customers we have at the club don't have real big dicks like you and Mr. Black, but sometimes we get American, German and other customers and then I must prove that I can take it, especially when we get black customers. Some of them have really huge dicks. I remember how fussy I used to be about not wanting to take a black dick, and I want to say to you that I am so sorry I was so stupid. Please forgive me and let me make it up to you. Please also remember that I was only thirteen then and pretty much still a dumb kid.
You will be happy to know that I have also gotten over my other bad habits. Last night I did a little show for some customers with this Japanese boy named Niki. He's only twelve but already much more mature and better trained than I am. As part of our show we each squatted and took a dump on the stage and then crawled over and ate each other’s piles of shit. Mr. Black is so nice, he complimented me and said I really looked like I was enjoying the experience. I think you would have been proud of me since you had to suffer through all the times I was an asshole and refused to eat shit and then gagged and puked and all that stuff. Mr. Black says maybe you weren't strict enough with me, but I told him you were wonderful and I was the total fuck up who didn’t appreciate all the things you were doing for me.
I have also learned that when I get beaten it is for my own good and I should not avoid it. If any guy on the street or at school wants to kick the fuck out of me, I should let him. What matters is his pleasure, not my pain. I have learned not to speak unless spoken to and that my ideas aren't worth shit. My wishes and desires must be only to serve men. I must get rid of all other hobbies, thoughts, interests, and desires. I must live only to be humiliated, degraded, abused and used by real men.
Mr. Black has removed the rings from my nipples and dick and scrotum. He says you can replace them if you want, but he wanted the holes to close somewhat in time for my return to you. He has used those rings, however, to get my tits to stand out like pig teats and to stretch my dick and balls. I think you will be pleased with the results. And although here in Japan I drank Jap piss with every meal, he is weaning me off it now. He says he wants my body odor to return to what it was when you dropped me off. He is so considerate. I am very used to drinking piss now, Sir, and like it, warm, cold, mixed with other things, even frozen into pisssicles.
I have also had a boyfriend while I was here and we got to love each other very much. He is a very handsome Great Dane named Toshiro. Mr. Black made sure I sucked Toshiro's huge cock every day and that he fucked me as well. He made some nice films of that for his special customers and said he has saved copies for you. I really enjoy being Toshiro's bitch because it taught me that no cock, even animal cock, is bad for me and that I must serve all cocks, even dog cocks. Sometimes one of Mr. Black's assistants who are very handsome as you know takes me to the park and has me just suck off stray dogs there. He will help to hold the dog if the dog is too wild while I suck the dog's dick. If the dog pisses, then I get the extra pleasure of dog piss.
I am the favorite boy of a group of six Sumo wrestlers each who weighs more than 400 pounds. They are enormous guys and get all sweaty from their exercises. I get to lick the sweat off their bodies and out of their ass cracks. They like to play rough with me and throw me around before they fuck me. At first, I cried and cried, but Mr. Black taught me to appreciate their attentions. Boy oh boy, you should see the work I have cut out for me when one of them sits on my face.
Well, I have to go now, I get ten minutes to rest every six hours and my time is up. There are dicks waiting for me. So, until I see you, I hope everything is going well. Tell My Ma hello and that I will bring her a gift back from Japan.
I love you,
At first, when he crawled naked into the room, back arched perfectly, legs spread slightly so his low hanging balls would swing nicely, ass cheeks high for thwacking, head lifted, mouth open and lips moist looking ready for a big, fat dick. I had trouble recognizing that he was my ward, Danny.
I mean boys at that age do grow a lot in almost four months, and his training had changed even the way he carried himself. Gone was any trace of arrogant, snotty, high school freshman, and in its place was the perfect docile young cunt boy. His hair had grown longer during his time with Mr. Black, and now a nice comma rested on his forehead, but his beautiful blue eyes were still his, although clouded over a bit with submissiveness.
It was the way he carried his beautiful, teenage ass that impressed me most, nice, tight, smooth, muscular ass cheeks high with his crack relaxed so you could fuck into it at a moment's notice. Mr. Black informed me that our boy Danny had been fucked over three hundred and fifty times in the three months he had been in Japan and had sucked over two thousand cocks. Not bad for the shy, reclusive, teenage boy that came under my care when his mom went into rehab for the fourth time. Oh, yeah, his fucking mother, let me say a word about her.
She cleaned up her life and suddenly decided like the cunt she was that she wanted her son back. I reminded her nicely that I now had full legal possession of him and that due to her lifestyle, she was forbidden to even visit him. The bitch told me she knew what went on with Danny (whatever that means) and that she would report me unless I gave her son back to her. What to do? I introduced her to a black buddy of mine with a thirteen-inch dick, and in two weeks Mom was as happy as she could be and back on the booze and drugs. Leroy keeps her that way and passes her around to his buddies as well. I wonder if Mommy knows that that same thirteen-inch nigger dick (I use that term fondly as Leroy approves) often had plowed the ass of her darling, little son? So, Mom is no longer a threat to our happy home (Danny's and mine.)
"Hello Danny, I missed you," I said standing across the room from him, rubbing the lump in my black trousers.
Were those tears in his eyes? Tears of love, tears for someone, at last, helping him get away from the dreaded Mr. Black? He crawled closer and hung his tongue from his mouth like a panting doggie. Cute. Real cute. Mr. Black's teachers were the best. His body was indeed stronger, and I think he put on two inches in height. Our little boy is growing up.
It was then I realized two things. Soon I would grow tired of a well-trained boy. After all, isn’t the fun in breaking the little bastards? And that soon he would lose his little boy look, and it would be time to ship him off to some other owner who likes perfectly trained fuck boys.
First, though, I would squeeze a little more pleasure out of the teenage shit. I slowly unzipped my trousers and allowed them to fall around my ankles, followed by my boxer shorts. I watched Danny's reaction as my pants fell. His eyes widened at the sight of my thick, hard dick and big balls. His breathing grew faster and became more ragged, and his nice, fat, bitch boy nipples quivered. He looked up at my prick with a pleading look in his eyes.
"Yes, Danny, you may kiss my dick and balls hello."
This beautiful, smooth, young, hunk of teenage boy crawled close, lifted his head and gently placed his soft, young, boy lips on my fuck sack.
"All those nasty thoughts about girls gone from that cute, dumb, teenage head, huh, Danny?"
I teased as he kissed all over my wrinkled scrotum flesh and my fat prick leaked pre-fuck on the kid's head and forehead. His boy prick grew rock hard the moment his lips touched my quivering dick. My God, he was still a real beauty, as you shall see from the photos.
I spent the next few hours testing the boy to see how much he had learned. Although with Mr. Black in charge, I should have known.
I fucked the kid’s smooth, hairless, boy-cunt and felt him using his inner rectum muscles to give me a really fine fuck. He never touched his own dick which stayed fiercely hard during the entire time he was getting ass plowed. His hole was opened enough for me to get my entire hand in and it looked almost like a cunt. The ass lips were thick and sensual, but he had learned to use his cunt muscles like the best whore to make each fucker feel like he was getting a virgin.
I put a disc in the home entertainment system in my room and watched as a sobbing and very different Danny was made to fuck himself with lizards, snakes, fish, and everything else imaginable. I watched him sucking the dicks of huge sumo wrestlers and deformed dwarfs. I saw him licking out the dirty asses of street dogs, and even suck on an elephant's asshole. I saw him so covered in sperm that he was all but unrecognizable until some cute young Asian guy scooped the fuck slop from Danny's face and fed it to him. I saw Danny getting whipped with belts and rods and bare hands and paddles. I saw his sweet teenage ass cheeks shake and tremble and grow red and black and bloody. I saw a big lizard introduced into Danny's asshole and watched as the boy writhed either in pain or pleasure. I saw him crawling down a public street on hands and knees wearing nothing but a tiny red see through thong. I saw him entertaining a group of about thirty Japanese businessmen by squatting on a platform and taking a dump for them and making sure they all saw the turds drop from his ass clearly. Then at an order, I saw him cry as he bent down to eat his own shit. I saw him fucked by an entire team of teenage Japanese soccer players. I wondered briefly if this was my friend the coach's team, but as it turns out it wasn't. I saw Danny beg for mercy. I saw electric shock administered to his asshole, balls, and dick. I saw him drink what seemed like gallons of piss from cocks, from glasses, from buckets, from urinals, from the gutter immediately after some bums had unloaded. Danny had had a busy three months. He was indeed glad to be back with me, and I felt certain he would cause me no trouble.
I let Danny suck my ass for about thirty minutes, as a special treat for him. His ass licking like everything else had really improved. His tongue seemed longer, and he knew how to swipe the inside of my rectum with his tongue while his lips sucked at the asshole itself. It was only then that I realized that Danny had not said a single word. No protests, no buts or ums, no hesitations of any kind to my orders.
So, the question is, was all the fun taken out of Danny? You know I love humiliation and degradation games more than actual pain, and once a boy is broken beyond being humiliated anymore, the fun is over for me. I fondly recalled sending Danny to that teenage swimming party dressed in that stupid tiny see through thong, and the look on his poor baby face as he knew all the kids from school would see him that way.
Oh, what wonderful memories. Still, perhaps we could still have a bit of fun with the young cum dump. I took Danny to Thailand to the islands to relax and recoup his fresh, teen boy glow. See the pics. While there, of course, I had him fucked by fifteen beach boys, half the hotel staff, nine Brit tourists, and a fat German guy, not to mention every stray dog on the beach.
I often made him swim naked on the public beach as there were no laws about this on the island, although everyone else wore suits and thought it a shameful thing to do. I loved the sight of his fat, young, teenage cock swinging over his nicely stretched balls.
Back in Bangkok, I had Danny dance bare-ass for a few nights in a gay bar and even sold him to a dozen or so tourists just for fun. In the nightly bar sex show, Danny took an entire beer bottle up his ass.
And here we are back home, and I sent Danny off to school. He has lots to catch up with. I did consider homeschooling. In fact, I did some of it during our trip but then thought it might be more fun to enroll Danny as the only white boy in an all-black, urban, inner-city school.
I dressed him real cute in tight jeans three sizes too small, and I removed the waist button. Then I had him wear a cut off tee shirt, so his tummy showed like some cheap, faggot Britney Spears imitator. I had him wear one earring to school and shoes with no socks. Obviously, there was no dress code at this school, except no guns, and the kids even broke that one.
I also gave Danny some instructions. I ordered him to come home after his first day at school with three dirty, nigger jock straps from boys at the school. I told him he could offer to buy them or offer services for them, but he better not fail me. I am happy to report that Danny still gets that cute, confused look in his eyes when faced with a problem he feels he cannot possibly solve.
Well, I got a call from the school that Danny had been beaten up. I went to pick him up, and he no longer had on any tee shirt. It was so cute him seeing him sitting there in the crowded office. The only white boy and him all bare-chested, his cute, puffy nipples looking tugged on and swollen. He had also lost his shoes, and so was barefoot. Danny has really cute feet you will remember.
He had a black eye and a swollen lip and black and blue marks all over his body. When he stood up, I saw that the ass of his jeans was torn and his bare ass cheeks hung out. The principal, a really ineffectual light brown man, light brown of personality as well as skin color, suggested that this perhaps was not the school for Danny and that I should withdraw him.
I acted insulted.
"After only one day? I want Danny to learn to deal with cultural and racial diversity, and we both know that there may be some hardships. No sir, I feel certain that this is the school for my boy. I would hate to go to the press and make a racial issue out of it. Now, if Danny gets harassed or beaten up a little, you just look the other way. Danny wants to conquer this challenge. Danny will be back bright and early tomorrow."
Danny wanted to get out of there as soon as possible, I could tell, but I suggested that he take me on a tour of his new school. So, with no shirt, no shoes, and his bare ass hanging out, Danny showed me his school. The smell of the place was enough to make me puke. And the sights.
Black kids making out all over the halls and nobody stopping them. Several smaller kids getting beaten up. Some black dudes came over and punched Danny and pushed him around right in front of me. I ordered Danny to be polite.
Well, of course, Danny did get the jock straps, which were filthy with black boy cock and ball stink and sweat and piss and even cum I suspect. That night he sucked them clean with orders to return them the next day and thank the boys. The boys who had beaten him up and to offer to serve them in any way they desired.
He had to pay fifty dollars for each strap, and I told him I would loan him the money, and he had to pay me back. This morning, I ordered Danny to return home with six condoms full of black boy cum. How he gets them is his business and his challenge.
So, this raises the question, before I tire of Danny and turn him over to some new owner who likes his young boys fully broken, do you have any fun ideas for him? Anything you'd like me to make Danny do, my dear, reader friends. Considering the condition he is in, the sky is pretty much the limit. I'll be in the country for four weeks and hope to get lots of nice, new writing done in the meantime with your recommendations, we can have some fun with Danny.
I am sitting on the very edge of my computer chair as I write this, my dick hanging over the edge. I am gently squeezing my cock head so the drops of pre-fuck fall into Danny's open mouth as he lies on the floor at my feet. He once again wears his beloved red baseball cap, which he has not seen for over three months. I gave it to him as a kind of welcome home gift, along with a new swimsuit. He loves his cap. I kind of fancy the new suit for him. We are going to an indoor pool party held by some gay pals of mine this weekend, and I think he'll be a hit in the new suit. What do you think? Of course, a fourteen-year-old boy in the midst of thirty men ranging mostly from twenty-five to sixty is bound to be a hit anyway. He was so happy to see his cap that he started to cry. I believe in mixing up reward and punishment in equal doses to keep a young cunt guessing every minute and to keep him disoriented.
Danny and I are both rather shy at the moment. It’s taking a little time for us to get used to each other again. As he lays there on the floor, mouth open beneath my leaking dick, I notice my fuck slop has missed his mouth and landed on his cheek and nose and upper lip. He looks very cute that way. I place one naked foot on his face and with my big toe scoop up the dick drip, and when the toe is covered with it, I slip my big toe into the kid's mouth. He sucks on the big toe like it was a big fat cock. With my other barefoot, I flick his nipples.
He has pierced holes in his nipples now from Mr. Black. Even though they are small, and I don’t usually have him wear tit rings, I have for the purpose of our after school games threaded very thin, but very strong thread through both nipples and then tied the other end of the thread to Danny's big toes. Thus, he is forced to keep his beautifully smooth school boy legs raised and spread. This is fine at first, but after an hour or so it grows extremely painful for Danny and lots of fun for me. Of course, it also leaves his young asshole wide open for the twelve inch, beer can thick dildo I currently have stuffed up it.
Danny now knows there is nothing else in life for him except sex, nothing, except pleasing men's dicks. Danny now fully realizes even at the tender age of fourteen, that for him there is to be nothing else in life. No hobbies, no girls – ever, no love, no dates, no cars, no movies or TV or books, only COCK. COCK EVERYDAY, ALL DAY.
I look across the room at the table where six condoms filled with black boy spunk lay. 'They are tied in knots at the end to keep the teenage boy spooge fresh. To get them, Danny had to pay his school mates twenty dollars a condom, and suck off the boys a second time to boot. I look down at the kid's black and blue body. He's got two cracked ribs, a swollen lip, a black eye, a sprained wrist, and an excruciatingly, swollen scrotum. And he's only been at his new school for a couple of days. Things are going well.
"I'm glad, Danny, that you've made so many new friends so quickly at your new school. That's a good sign of you maturing. Remember how you hardly had any friends at your old school at all?" I say as I shoved more of my foot into the boy's open mouth.
Danny's eyes are almost permanently filled with terror now, and it makes him look real cute. He is starting to lose his little boy freckles, but he still has a few, and they are darling. Next, to some of his cute, facial freckles, there are a couple of big dollops of dick drool.
"I hope you are treating all your new black buddies with respect and helping them out with whatever they might need. You know I was just reading an email from one of my story readers. You know I asked them for suggestions on how to welcome you home. Well, this nice gentleman suggests that you go to school early and lick the urinals and toilets clean in all the boy's rooms in the school each morning. I think that's a splendid idea, don't you, Danny? I mean it’s a fine way to show how much you love your new school. And remember to take off your good school clothes before you do it too, so you don’t get them soiled with teenage boy piss and shit. Oh, and be sure to tell some of your new pals that you are helping out by doing this so they, in turn, appreciate your find attitude and hard work. Maybe they even want to come to watch. Also, I want you to post a note in the locker room, offering to personally launder any of the boys' jock straps for them. Let’s call it Danny's Personal Mouth Laundry. You know how dirty and greasy and slimy those black boy jock straps can get after a good game of basketball."
I removed my foot from his soft young mouth so I could drip some more cock fuck into his open mouth.
"Now I'm afraid it’s time for a punishment session, Danny. Now, don’t freak out and start shaking on me, after all, I’m a lot gentler than Mr. Black. You know I love you and don’t like to hurt you, and only punish you for your own good. After I punish you, we’ll have a nice dinner together. I'll even allow you to have some wine, although I don’t usually approve of underage boys drinking. Then, after dinner, you’ll give the thing I've missed most and have saved until now — getting a nice long ass suck from you."
As you know, Danny, my young man, is brilliant at ass sucking. It’s a skill I modestly admit that I taught him, and one he fought for quite a long time, but I knew he'd take to it like a duck to water once he got the hang of it. Now, Danny has sucked ass on two continents, not bad for fourteen.
"You probably wonder why I am going to punish you. Well, as I said, it’s for your own good. As you crawled over to lay here beneath my chair, I saw your eye linger on the picture of that female model on that magazine cover.
“Now, Danny, you fully well know we can't have you looking at girls, even pictures of girls. That's bad for you. Next thing you know, you'll start having some of those nasty fucking thoughts again. Look how much larger and more beautiful your penis is Danny since you stopped thinking about girls and cumming. We don't want to ruin all of Mr. Black's fine work. So even though it was only a picture, and even though your eye only rested on it for an instant, I think it's better to nip this thing in the bud, so I am going to beat your ball bag really hard, Danny, for your own good.
“I know your nuts are pretty bruised from the boys at school, although I have to admit that I think Kick Danny In the Nuts, sounds like a real fun game. Still, if I let this infraction slip this early after you've come home to me, then in no time at all, we'll have a real problem on our hands so I am just going to whack your baby-makers fifty times as hard as I can with this ruler.
To test your control, I am going to slip one of these nigger boy cum-filled condoms into your mouth, and at the end of the fifty ball swats, I want that dick rubber to still be unbroken. This is a test Danny to see how much you love me and how happy you are to be home.
I am happy to say, Danny passed the test with flying colors
Please send any ideas for fun with Danny to me. Until later, this is a very happy family.
Danny was out in the garage doing his exercises while I read the Bangkok Post. You might think that I don’t take wonderful care of the boy, let me inform you that I even built a workout room and gym for him in the garage. I know how boys of fourteen think about developing their bodies to become hunks, and besides, I want the cunt in good shape when I get rid of him. Of course, Danny works out naked as I believe all boys should. If I had it my way, boys would still have gym class in school bare-ass. I remember the very end of those days. In college, we had to swim bare ass. I'd go back to that in all boys physical education classes. It gets a boy comfortable with his own changing body and his sexuality. It also allows the more well-hung, developed boys a healthy outlet as they make fun of the boys who have small dicks.
The workout room/garage was fine now, but I was just a bit concerned about the coming winter. It gets mighty cold in here, and the temperature can fall to six or seven below, even in the garage. Still, I'm sure a really intense workout program will keep him warm. Anyway, I was reading the Bangkok Post, and I came across a really distressing article that I had to share with Danny. You can find the article itself by going to their site or by asking me to send it to you. I only say this because some of you think all of this shit I write about Asia and what they do in schools and stuff is made up. This will set you straight. I wandered out to the garage with the newspaper in my hand.
I just stood there for a moment admiring my fine, young, teenage ward. I had built a kind of track along one side of the garage for Danny to walk back and forth along. It was just some two by fours with gravel in it. Well, gravel and some sharp stones, just to keep the kid on his toes. Then I took a big old cement block, you know the kind used in building, and some folks make bookcases out of them, really heavy fuckers. I had tied a rope to the cinder block, and the other end was tied to a leather cord and ball harness.
He was right in the middle of his workout program. How beautiful his young, teen muscles strained. Danny had his hands tied behind his back, and the harness was attached tightly to the teen's fuck sack. His workout session included pulling the cinder block from one end of the gravel and stone track to the other fifty times. He was sobbing quietly from pain, and his nut sack was grotesquely stretched as he walked ahead of the block, dragging it a few inches at a time. At this rate, his fuck bag would be stretched down to his knees by the time he was sixteen, which was my goal. The teen boy's nuts were still quite sore from the kicking game at school and also from my quite severe ball bag beating, so tonight's workout session was pretty difficult for the cute kid.
"Come on, Danny, move it. You can do better than that."
I kidded him in a friendly way. I stepped up on the block and watched as the sweet, young, teen boy tried to pull both the block and myself with his fuck sack.
"Come on, Danny, I'd hate to have to have another punishment session tonight. You've got quite a way to go."
Each time the fourteen-year-old reached one end of the track, a digital record keeper informed him of how many laps he had done. I looked down at the stone and gravel and saw some blood from where Danny was cutting his feet.
"Don't be a sissy, Danny. Everybody hates a sissy."
I stepped off the block and allowed the sobbing boy to continue.
"Oh, Danny, what fine, low, hanging nuts you will have. Your new friends will like that. It will make an easier target. Did you do your homework, Danny?"
I knew the answer because I had been working the boy steadily ever since he got home from school.
"Not yet, Sir."
Danny doesn’t speak much anymore. I don’t know if it was just the training he had received with Mr. Black or a result of the torment on his brain.
"Well, you better finish up with your workout and get to it. You still have twenty minutes with your rubber dildo tonight before you go to bed."
I insist on at least twenty minutes of rectum tightening exercise every night to keep that cunt nice and snug around a dick. Especially considering all the large, black dick Danny would be taking now that he was not in Japan anymore and back in the good old US of A.
"Come here and sit next to me, buddy."
I smiled at him and patted the couch. Danny stood in the doorway from the garage, looking hurt and tired. His bright red ball bag was real sore and hanging nice and low. He looked scared because usually he was never allowed to sit on the furniture. He dropped to his knees and crawled over to me, and then with a look of innocent fear, he crawled up and sat on the couch. He kept his legs spread wide. He had been taught to always keep his cocksucker, faggot legs spread like some cheap whore. Of course, I believe that all fourteen-year-old boys should be taught to always sit with legs spread. He kept them really wide tonight because of his sore, bloated scrotum. I smiled and patted his nut sack, and he winced.
"Yes Sir," he said, very quietly, eyes down, pain coursing through his fuck bag.
I lifted his flaccid penis and examined it.
"You know, Danny, I can't help but think that a boy of your age should have a larger piss hole in the tip of his dick. It's not healthy to have such a tiny urethra. Starting tomorrow night, let’s put a new routine in your exercise schedule. We'll fuck your dick for fifteen minutes with a steel sound. That should stretch that piss hole nicely."
Danny looked up at me. I knew how he hated the terrible burning sensation of piss hole torture.
"I have something to share with you, Danny, from the Bangkok Post, something about a friend of yours. You remember that nice teacher in the Sam Phran district. The one whose classroom we visited? Well, the police have arrested him."
I showed Danny the article as printed in the Bangkok Post.
A primary school teacher, accused of punishing students by forcing them to perform lewd acts in class, including fondling each other’s genitals, has been suspended pending a police investigation. The director of the school will also face disciplinary action for his alleged attempts to protect the teacher said Chaloey Poonsuan of the National Primary Education Commission.
The National Primary Education Commission on Tuesday filed a complaint accusing Supapong Daengthami, a math teacher at Wat Thieng Dad School, of punishing fifth-grade boys by forcing them to expose themselves and perform indecent acts in class.
One of the boys claimed Mr. Supapong forced him to strip and search for his underwear while wearing only a loin cloth. Another boy said he was told to remove his clothes and demonstrate how to put on a condom in front of a class that included female pupils. Others alleged they had been forced to fondle each other’s genitals, pull out each other’s pubic hair, and stand still while Mr. Supapong touched their testicles. Parents of students previously complained about the teacher's behavior to the school's director filed a report claiming the indecent acts had ceased after he was reprimanded by Mr. Chaloey.
I turned to Danny, fondling his teenage prick.
"Isn't that a shame, Danny? You know what a fun loving nice man Mr. Supapong is. Remember how you modeled for his class when he taught them about sexuality and reproductive organs. Remember how you demonstrated masturbation techniques and asshole stimulation? None of those rotten little kids complained then."
I truly felt bad because every time we lose a modern thinking liberal teacher like Mr. Supapong, we lose one more champion for sexual freedom and proper treatment of teenage boys. I had visited his class several times and in fact sampled the asses of some of his best students, although that is just between you and me and not for the record.
He often made bad boys jerk off in front of the class and even made them take the cocks of their schoolmates in their mouths as punishment. He used to make the boys walk around the classroom wearing nothing but condoms, but the afterschool asshole-opening games were the best. Now, Thailand is such a lenient country, or corrupt politically, insert whichever word you want, that Mr. Supapong has not been arrested, but just transferred to another district. He's got an office job for now, but I hope he will soon be back where he belongs, in the classroom educating young minds and bodies.
If you'd like some photos of some of the cute students, please write to me. You know I love sharing. I'm not too sure Danny felt too bad about Mr. Supapong 's bad luck. He had been fairly hard with Danny when Danny and I visited his school.
He made Danny shove a lizard up his ass cunt. He let tiny ants in a jar bite Danny's dick and balls until the kid’s genitals were swollen twice their size. It was really funny I thought, but you know how limited Danny's sense of humor is.
So, I'll have to call Thailand and see if I can be of any help. I have such fond images of a bare-ass Danny standing on a desk in the classroom while Mr. Supapong with a pointer made sure the students knew the proper English terms for parts of the anatomy. He would have the young Thai students repeat after him.
"This is called fuck meat. This is called ass-cunt. These are the baby makers."
He had the students repeat in English.
"Danny is a faggot. Danny is a cocksucker."
Danny had to turn around and bend over and spread his cute fourteen-year-old ass cheeks for the class as they chanted.
"Danny has a pussy."
Yeah, I'm going to miss Mr. Supapong if he goes down and his photos, but fortunately there are still eight or nine other teachers I know of who are carrying on the good work.
Well, we had the pool party. It turned out there were thirty-six adults and Danny. The adults ranged from twenty-two or so to sixty-five or there about. Thirty-six, drinking horny guys and a fourteen-year-old boy, you can imagine the hit he made. I had him wear his new swimsuit over to the party, telling him it would save time changing later. I also gave him two Viagra™ tablets I had him play with himself in the car and by the time we arrived he had an embarrassing boner that would not go down and pushed out the front of his green thong. It was real cute. I will never understand why Danny doesn't appreciate that kind of attention and doesn’t see for example how cute he looks in that swim suit. Oh, he no longer complains, he is better trained than that, but I can tell he just doesn’t agree with me. As far as I am concerned, a green thong like that would be a perfect school uniform for boys his age. It would save on clothes, and the boys would be so comfortable.
Well, the guys loved the kid and gathered around to ask his name. I had told him his name for the night was Cuntboy, and that was what he said. They patted his bare ass, felt his tits, cupped his teenage bags and squeezed his hardon which started to leak and made the pouch look even nicer. Three of my pals have slaves in their early twenties who were there, and they remarked on how well behaved Danny was like how quickly he obeyed when I ordered him to stick his finger way up his ass right in front of everyone. The guys kept begging me to show them how well-trained Danny was. I don’t want to sound egotistical, but I have to admit that I partly came to the party to show Danny off, so I was happy they were impressed. I agreed to have Danny show his stuff.
First, I had him dance for the guys. He hates that, but he is such a cute dancer, you know a typical teen. Then I had him work his dick in the thong until the thong was soaked and dripping with pre-cum. The guys really loved that. Then I had him in a very sexy dance way to remove the thong and put it in his mouth and suck on his own spooge. You should have heard the whoops at the site of his fourteen-year-old prick.
Many of these dudes like younger guys, but with laws the way they are, they get so little chance to enjoy them. Danny was so cute He is getting quite tall, he is pretty thin right now, but his big teen feet, flat tummy, cute ass, and dick and balls are really a turn on. I made him dance some more, and his dick was bobbing and leaking now. As he was taught, when he dances, he runs his tongue over his lips and then sticks it out of his mouth then opens his mouth wide like he is taking in dick. Jesus, the kid is becoming a real leaker although it helps to not let him cum. I don’t see any reason why a fourteen-year-old teen boy needs to cum, do you? Of course, the Viagra™ helps. It almost drives him nuts, but he knows that if he cums, he will be punished terribly. Danny's balls are nice and big now. Unfortunately, in the pic, I had him take to send along for you, his nuts are already drawn up to shoot so you can’t see h37/102ow nice and low they hang. I'll have to get a pic of his fuck bags for you.
Next, I had Danny crawl around the pool area kissing every guy on the crotch. He was never taught just to kiss a crotch with a little peck but to French kiss every crotch with his mouth open to feel the size and shape of the cock in the bathing suit or in the pants of the few older guys who stayed dressed. I don’t think there was a small prick in the place. Even the slaves had their dicks kissed.
Then I ordered Danny to kneel, put his shoulders on the ground, lift his pussy high and ram four fingers up his cunt – deep. I love watching the toes of his big, teen feet curl when he does that. He knows better than to cheat so he really ram fucks his hole with his hand.
By now the guys were offering me money to fuck Danny, but I said his ass was mine. I did offer free blowjobs to everyone at the party, which made them very happy. I also said Danny was available later to suck any guy’s ass. I just don’t know if Danny will ever get used to sucking out the assholes of strange men, but he has learned not to complain. But I mean, he's fourteen, I figure it is a good experience for him for later in life, and it can’t really do any harm, can it? So while I made out with this really cool guy named Chad, who I will allow to fuck Danny later, Danny was kept busy with a dick in his mouth. The guys actually fucking lined up. Many of them said they wanted to get into his teenage boy mouth before he became too exhausted, but I made Danny speak up nice and loud and clear to assure the nice gentlemen that he would give the last party guest just as fine a cock suck like the first one.
Before they started, because someone did ask how good Danny's pussy was, I had him fuck his own ass with the largest dildo they had at the party. It was a monster and Danny had a really hard time getting it in, which almost embarrassed me in front of my friends. I mean as far as I am concerned there is no excuse whatsoever for any boy of fourteen years of age not to be able to take anything at all up his ass. What is our youth coming to, a bunch of lazy twats? All those long hours I spent when he was twelve and thirteen getting that ass nice and loose like a whore's cunt and here at the party he almost shames me in front of everyone. I am happy to report that with a little-concerted effort and a few tears, he was able to shove the huge motherfucking dildo way up into the boy's guts. He did almost pass out and fell onto the floor shaking and sobbing, which everyone thought was really cute. He actually got a round of applause from the guys.
Anyway, I was making out with this dude Chad while Danny sucked cock. It turns out Chad loves to administer pain, especially to young guys. So I made a deal with him. I get to fuck him, he gets to fuck Danny and hurt him however he wants to. Accordingly, we set up a night later in the week for a little party. I did get Chad to blow me, and I did get three fingers up his muscular, young asshole. He is quite wild and nasty. I think he's hot, so mean looking and with those nice tattoos and that nice, big, fat fucker that needs to shoot four times a day from what he says.
Four of the guys were kind enough to jerk off into a bowl so when we all ate, Danny was allowed a rest. He was allowed to kneel and lick his cum dinner out of the bowl. I had inserted a smaller dildo in his cunt. The big one was too impossible to work with and was really just for effect, it was not good for fucking. With the smaller dildo, Danny could cunt fuck himself while he sucked dick. This kept his leaking prick hard most of the night. Considering that several guys wanted seconds, I think Danny sucked about forty-eight dicks that night. Of course, by the end, his jaw wouldn’t work, and the guys had to face fuck him.
Twice, we had to pound on his stomach to get him to puke up cum because he was getting really sick from swallowing so much gunk. After he had puked it up, I insisted that good, healthy man slop should not go to waste, so I had it put in jars to take home for Danny to re-drink later, sort of a doggie jar.
Danny was a fucking mess by the end of the night. His hair was stiff with cock slop, and his eyes and nose were clogged with it. Cock crap ran out of his nose and down into his mouth. He kept licking at it as he was taught to do.
I suddenly realized I could make quite a bit of money whoring Danny out to my pals. I could keep him getting fucked fifteen times a day and sucking twenty or so dicks a day. It would be an awesome schedule for a fourteen-year-old high school student. I'll have to give it some thought.
All in all, I'd say the party was great, and I made a new friend. Now I have to think about the party I want to throw for Danny and some of his new black school chums. As for Chad, I hope he really is the pain master he claims he is.
I apologize writing you fine readers for advice on this subject. I know I am supposed to be something of an expert on educating teenage boys, especially troublesome ones, but sometimes I have to admit, I question my own methods, and need verification and support that what I am doing is in their own best interest. I mean, I never want to think of myself or be thought of as someone who would ever take advantage of a teenage boy for my own purposes. I believe you know that I have only the boy’s best interest at heart.
It would be wrong of me to imply that Danny is making a fuss or causing a problem. The fourteen-year-old fucker is far too well trained to ever make any kind of fuss, but I am sensitive to the needs of young fellas like Danny, and I can tell by a flutter his long eyelashes or a twitch of his cute cocksucker lips or even a tear that all is not well. The problem is keeping Danny clean! I know that Danny thinks I am excessive and abusive, so I put it to you.
For a boy of fourteen are three or four enemas a day too many? You know how dirty boys of that age can be. And I am only thinking of him. You know that after he gets fucked, it is his responsibility and the responsibility of every teenage cocksucker to lick clean the nice, big, manly prick that was just kind enough to fuck him. If I keep Danny clean, then the fucker can enjoy himself more, and Danny has a nicer, fresher prick to clean up with his slutty, little, teen tongue.
So you see, I figured three or four enemas a day to keep him fresh. One in the morning before school, so the nigger boys have a nice fresh pussy to fuck, one after school to clean him out before out after school activities, one after dinner before our evening games, and one at bedtime. Danny says his guts ache and he can’t stand it. I say it’s just something like fucking that he has to get used to.
Now it’s true, I admit that I use a lot of soap water (or piss) for Danny's enemas. I like to see the boy's tummy bloated out nice and swollen like a pregnant sow, but that’s because that way I am sure we are getting into all the nasty nooks and crannies of his guts and getting him really clean. I also believe an enema should be held for at least fifteen minutes before expulsion. Is that unreasonable? Is it my imagination or are boys today just more spoiled than years ago? Danny says he just can’t hold it that long and he feels like he's going to rupture inside.
And another thing, Danny really hates my adult male friends watching him expel his shit water enemas. I am asking you, is there anything wrong with me allowing my pals to watch a teenage boy receive a nice enema? It’s not like there is anything sexual even about it. We're just watching a young man keep himself clean. What the fuck is he so sensitive about?
I could understand his shyness about having to strip and dance, and masturbate and dildo fuck at the party. That I can understand. Some fourteen-year-olds are shy about that kind of stuff, but here he is just doing some simple hygiene. What’s the big deal? It’s just that some of my friends like to watch Danny shit and piss. So what? I don’t see an issue here, do you?
Or am I way off base here? Okay, I admit I do push the envelope in one area, but it’s just to help conservation. I often save Danny's expelled shit water in bottles for Danny's drinking water. It’s just that so few boys have an appreciation of our natural resources and besides, if Danny gets four enemas a day and his hole is really clean, then the water he shits out should be clean enough to drink, right? Isn't that logical? So, somebody, tell me, what's the big deal? I would appreciate your views on the subject. Sometimes I get a bit hesitant in my resolve. And I do want to do my best to bring up these boys in the right way.
When I got home today, Chad was over. He has been a regular guest at our house since the pool party. I like him, and he's great in bed and will try just about anything. He's got a real nice, big dick and thinks of sex all the time, which my kind of guy. Anyway, he had Danny dressed up like a little girl and was fucking him/her in the ass, making Danny beg to get fucked harder in a real cute, high, girlie voice. Well, he sprayed a big load up Danny's stretched out pussy before wiping his dick clean on Danny's hair.
I started to make drinks for us. Chad was in a foul mood (read fun) and decided to hang Danny from his ankles so he hoisted the boy upside down and we hung him from a door frame. We sat and had our drinks. Chad pulled his chair close to the upside down hanging fourteen-year-old boy, and every once in a while he would kick Danny in the face with his bare foot. We chatted about all kinds of things. The best and youngest kids we had fucked, the most insidious torture we had ever tried on a kid, just fun chat. I like Chad more and more. And, every few minutes, his naked foot would snap out and kick Danny in the face. Danny's nose started to bleed, and it ran down over his face and head. I threw a bowl beneath his head to keep the blood from the carpet. I also took the opportunity to shove eight ice cubes up the fourteen-year old's ass.
Speaking of his ass, thanks to all of you for your encouragement about Danny's enemas. Only one reader, a doctor seemed concerned that maybe I was too rough on the boy, everybody else suggested that I make him hold the shit water in his guts longer – like twenty-five to thirty minutes and do exercises with his tummy bloated. I like the idea of having Danny take his enema bag to school and asking the black boys to help him between classes.
Tomorrow, Danny is to invite six big black boys from his school over here for a party. He has been ordered to tell the boys there will be girls here to fuck, not to mention drugs and booze. Well, of course, when the boys show up I will have to explain that Danny is a fucking liar as well as a faggot. There will be drugs and booze, but no girls to fuck. I will suggest that Danny needs to be punished thoroughly for his lies and maybe they would like to fuck him instead. I figure that once we get a few boys at the school fucking him word will spread, and he will become quite popular.
I will also suggest that they beat the fuck out of him for lying and even suggest that I might pay them if they make his school days as horrible and unbearable as possible. I will justify this by saying that I tried to bring him up right, but he is a little faggot who tells fibs and cheats, and I can’t handle him anymore. I will also say that he is very prejudiced and calls them niggers and that I can’t stand his attitude. We'll see what kind of fun that’s provokes.
Well, we were sitting there having our drinks and having fun kicking Danny in the face when he had to go and ruin it all by pissing. He pissed all over his body, all over the carpet and he even got some on us. Now, tell me please, what kind of fourteen-year-old boy pisses without permission? Have you ever heard of such a thing? Fourteen years old and he can't control himself. He made some lame excuse that he had had to piss all afternoon, but Chad wouldn't allow it, so fucking what? At fourteen hasn't he got some self-discipline?
I am starting to be afraid he is slipping back into his old bad habits. He was perfect when Mr. Black handed him back to me, and now he’s not home two weeks, and he's – I can't believe this – pissing without permission! He knew this meant serious punishment, so he started to sob.
I discussed it with Chad, and we both agreed that he needed some catheter work. Unfortunately, I could not find my proper tubes for that, and all I had was this rather large rubber hose, so we had to shove that up his dick hole. We then put the other end in his mouth and taped it there, then we connected another tube, and both took a piss in that, so it pissed into Danny's tube. We squirted piss up his nose and into the tube in his mouth until he was pissing and swallowing piss constantly.
His piss lips were stretched grotesquely around the tube, and I had it shoved way into his guts. He was gagging, pissing, and swallowing all at the same time. How else do you teach a boy?
He was pretty much of a fucked up wreck when we both fucked him before bed time. I didn’t cum up his ass because I wanted to shoot up Chad's ass, but I did make Danny suck my cum from Chad's ass before he went to sleep. Tomorrow promises to be fun.
I know many of you are anxious to know how the party went that I threw for Danny and some of his new school friends. I have to admit that I was a bit apprehensive to have those boys over to my house, but I can honestly say that I now believe they are fine upstanding citizens and good role models for Danny, and I encourage him to spend more time with them. True, they are all black, and some people might feel it’s not right for a fourteen-year-old white boy to spend time with nineteen-year-old blacks. They are nineteen because they are having a little trouble getting out of high school, but at least they are sticking with it. I have to give them credit. Danny said they are only staying in school to make money off the drug deals they do with the younger kids, but you know how Danny fantasizes and exaggerates.
The smallest of the boys was six foot two and very tough looking. The largest was almost seven feet and looked awesome. They were built like boxers and truck drivers, and two of them even had mustaches, not like high school boys at all. So, of course, I was a little uptight when they poured into my house, eight of them, and kind of just pushed me aside asking where the faggot was and where were the cunts. Danny had been told to inform the boys there would be free cunt at the party. These boys could have formed a professional basketball team. Of course, I didn’t say that that would have been a stereotype cliché.
Now, I had to tell them the truth that Danny was a fucking little liar and there were not girls here at all. I did have some drugs and booze for the boys, and I invited them to stay a while. I told them I was at my wits end with Danny that he was prejudiced against blacks and called them niggers all the time around home. I told them I enrolled him in the mostly black school to try to get him to broaden his acceptance, but it wasn't working. He came home every single day saying terrible things about the black boys, their whole race, and their mothers and sisters.
Oh, boy, you should have seen those niggers bristle. Then I simply stated that I couldn’t handle Danny alone anymore and I would happily pay someone to properly discipline him. I also suggested they punish Danny for lying to them about the girls.
"Maybe if you used him like a cunt, he might learn his lesson," I said.
Well, two of the boys wanted no part of queer sex and they just up and left swearing up a storm, but the others were so damned angry I thought they might tear my house apart. That's when I brought Danny in. I had made him dress in fishnet stockings, a garter belt, high heel shoes, and earrings. Other than that, he was bare-ass naked, and his cute fourteen-year-old dicklet had shrunk with fear. The black boys let out a roar of laughter when they saw him. I told them I had had it with Danny and trying to bring him up right when he was a fucking pervert who dressed like this around the house. I offered a hundred dollars to the black boy who could work him over the hardest.
First, they all demanded blow jobs from the faggot. Well, this was nothing new for Danny who has to blow most of them at school every day anyway. You see, the purpose of the party was to get these black boys into Danny's ass. I wanted him fucked every day at school, but it’s difficult to get straight, teenage boys into that. They all think its queer until they feel how good it feels to bury their big dicks into some nice, faggot ass. One of the boys took off his belt, and they beat Danny's ass until the damn ass globes were bright red and dancing like a whore on crack. Danny almost passed out from the pain. Then they decided that Danny should dance for them so they taped thumb tacks with electrical tape and then put the tape on the bottom of Danny's feet, just on the soles, so he could only stand on his cute teen toes. Then he had to dance for the boys. He became really tired, but couldn’t lower himself off his toes, or he would puncture his feet with thumb tacks. The pain in his numb toes must have been crippling because Danny was screaming wildly with pain. I liked the idea so much that I gave the black boy who suggested it a twenty and I intend to keep Danny on his toes for a few hours most nights after school. It’s really cute to see him dancing around in pain as it makes his teen fucker and bag bounce.
While Danny danced, they made him masturbate and tell them what handsome, black studs they were and how he wanted to be fucked by them. It was at that point that I hauled out the huge rubber dildo and told them Danny had bought it from a porno store and how disgusted I was with it and him. The black boys spit in Danny's face screaming that he was an ungrateful cunt and that I was trying to bring him up right and he was such a fucking loser he didn’t realize it.
Then they beat the fuck out of the boy. They punched him and kicked him, kicked him in the face, the guts, the balls, and the ass. They slapped him from one bro to the other, pushing him around in a circle. My hardon almost burst through my pants. They pulled on Danny's nipples and made him run on his toes around the room after them as they yanked him by his tits. Danny was sobbing hysterically, and I must admit I was pleased to see he could still cry nice and hard after Tokyo.
We all took a break with more pills and booze while we made Danny fuck his cunt with the huge, rubber dildo. I know that some of you purists will say it was going too far to humiliate the fourteen-year-old white teenager by having him fuck his teen ass in front of six black boys, but guessing at the sizes of the soon to be exposed nigger pricks I wanted the boy prepared. You see, once again I was thinking of him.
And fuck him they did. While I snapped pics, all six of the urban bandits plowed Danny's cute little ass, plowed it until he gagged so hard, I thought the dicks would come out of his mouth. And these boys were hung. I must stay Danny picks the right friends at school, or maybe they picked him. One of the boys, Lamar, told me that they had Danny pegged as a pussy the first day. The boys were nice enough to check with me to make sure I wouldn’t be upset if they fucked him. I told them he had it coming to him for being so rude to African-Americans.
They took turns fucking him for four hours. After shooting ropes of cum up his ass, they would crawl up and make him lick their dicks clean. Often while one boy fucked his ass, another fed his cute, young face. I watched Danny's inner ass lining get twisted and pulled out of his cunt hole as the huge black dick withdrew and then plunged back in balls deep. The smell of boy sex filled my house. Sometimes while fucking Danny doggie style, a second black boy would squat in front of him, his big, black dick thumping on the carpet, and slap Danny's face and spit gobs of Negro spit into his mouth.
After everyone was fucked out, we rested, smoked some weed and drank some more. The brothers were really bonding with me, calling me a good guy and a cool dude. I threw down two rulers and told them we’d play a little game. I wanted two brothers each armed with rulers to beat Danny's balls, one on each ball. The boy who got Danny's nut to swell the most would win twenty bucks.
Danny was not even making sense anymore. He jabbered like a monkey, sniffling back snot while crying and begging us to leave him alone. I ordered him to sit with his legs spread wide and hold his clit out of the way. Then I set a clock timer for ten minutes, and the boys commenced slapping his nuts with the rulers. The pain must have been awesome cause Danny puked, ruining the game. We got him cleaned up, slapped him silly, then started again. I warned him that if he closed his legs, even an inch, he would be very sorry. A big black stud named Tyrone won, but not by much as both of Danny's balls were swollen the size of a grapefruit. The black boys thought it was really funny watching him walk around that way.
Two of the other boys demanded a contest for them too with a chance to win money, so I suggested a pissing contest aiming for Danny's mouth. I had no idea how much piss a tall, lanky, nineteen-year-old, black boy can produce, gallons apparently. All the boys wanted a turn pissing in Danny's mouth, all except one who thought that was gross – teenagers go figure. Some of the boys pissed in Danny's mouth every day at school, so he was pretty used to it. He had also had extensive piss training in Tokyo.
I must say those black dicks were so beautiful pissing, like wonderful exotic works of art, the huge leathery black hoses opening up at thick piss holes and with huge torrents of yellow piss shooting out into Danny's fourteen-year old-mouth.
Several times, Danny couldn’t hold the gushes and piss leaked out onto my carpet. When that happened, we beat the bottoms of his feet with spatulas. After drinking the piss of four niggers, Danny started to pee. He just lost control again, peeing without permission. I was fit to be tied. I went to the kitchen, returned with a chopstick, and shoved it deeply into Danny's piss hole. Danny passed out. The boy who had not pissed yet stuck his huge cockhead against one of Danny's nostrils and pissed up his nose. That woke up the little cunt – the fucking, ungrateful, little, teenage twerp.
After that, everyone wanted to fuck the pussy boy again and who was I to disagree? In fact, I told Lamar that as far I was concerned, I wanted every boy in that school to fuck Danny's worthless ass cunt. He thought it was a good idea and said they could start a kind of club. FOFD, Fuckers of Faggot Danny. I came up with the idea of the boys wearing badges after they had fucked him. The teachers wouldn’t know what the badges were for, but the kids would all know. I told Lamar that Danny needed several enemas during the school day to keep him clean and he said he could arrange that. And then I told him to make sure Danny was always cheerful and polite, and agreeable and if he ever gave any of them any trouble, he should report it to me.
Danny was completely wiped out by now, and I told the boys that he would not be coming to school as he needed a day to mend and that I would have a doctor pal of mine patch him up.
"But he'll be back in just a day or so, and I expect you boys to give him a real hard time and also to have your friends all join in.”
I did ask them not to disfigure his face too much, as it was so cute and I wanted to keep it that way as long as possible. One of the boys, who was fucking Danny's piss hole with the chopstick, looked up, one tooth was bright gold, smiling and said, "Dis motherfucker's gotta learn to take pain better. He jus' a pussy."
I agreed completely.
"He is just a fucking sissy, and he does need to learn how to take pain better. Maybe you boys can help teach him."
Well, that was our party. Danny was tended to by my gay, doctor pal today who, being considerate, only charged the boy a blow job.
Speaking of eating cock, I am concerned about Danny's diet. You know how boys of fourteen stuff themselves on junk food. I think for his own good, I should restrict Danny's diet, but I am no dietician so can you help out. Any ideas what Danny should be eating for his meals? I always appreciate the help because you know it’s so difficult to bring up a boy properly today. You can't say I'm not trying.
I take the suggestions of my readers seriously, but you know, I like to experiment with the activities I allude to in my stories in real life first, so that they are as accurate as possible when included in stories. I often enlist the use of Danny or sometimes some of my young, Asian friends to try out the various games, trials, and tribulations to which I submit the heroes of my stories. So when different readers held this recent discourse on toilet training, I thought it was high time to expose Danny to some of these pleasures.
Mr. Black had done some piss work with Danny in Tokyo, but he basically left scat training to me, knowing how much I enjoy teaching teenage boys. Let me say to start out with that young Danny has been exposed to shit, obviously, since he has been cleaning dirty cocks with his mouth, licking ass and such for two years now, but there is a big difference between tasting ass juice and really developing a taste for crap. Danny is fourteen now, and I decided it was high time he became a full-fledged toilet. After all, there are boys far younger doing fine bathroom service. I don't see why Danny should not enjoy this chance.
Danny had been sent home from school with a sprained wrist and a broken finger, the result of his roughhousing with some of the black boys I imagine. Lamar says he has been basically doing really well sucking fifteen to twenty black, teenage dicks a day at school. I confidentially told Lamar that I thought that was kind of a low number for a full-fledged, nigger-hating faggot like Danny and couldn't he corral any more boys out of the hundreds who go there for Danny to suck. I offered to throw some cash his way to step up Danny's training. I have a feeling the increased cock sucking schedule is what let do the sprained wrist and broken finger. I would not mind him only sucking twenty dicks a day if he was getting fucked a lot, but it’s difficult to convince teenage boys, even black ones that it’s not faggy to fuck another guy in the ass if the kid is a flaming homo.
Lamar and his buddies have been dicking Danny in the cunt, but not enough anal action to satisfy me has been going on at school. I hate to waste all those hours every day with Danny not learning and developing. Danny gets his fourteen-year-old, white ass fucked maybe two or three times a day. A pathetically low number if you ask me. I did tell Danny that with all of his fooling around, I had better not see his grades drop below straight A's. He complained, of course, that between all the abuse at school and Chad and me working him over all afternoon and night, not to mention parties with my pals that he hasn't got time to study.
IS THAT A WEAK EXCUSE OR WHAT? Fourteen is such a difficult age to deal with. They just talk back at that age with no respect or anything. And, they make up such crap, like Danny told me he's terrified that one day the boys at school will kill him. He said some of them stripped him naked and held him out of a third-floor window by his ankles. I'm afraid I lost my temper and slapped him.
"Here these nice, black boys are going out of their way to make you feel like you belong, and all you do is complain."
I did advise Lamar to keep the black and blue bruises and burn marks on Danny's body and not his face so that the faculty wouldn’t have to get involved.
Anyway, Danny's being sent home with his broken finger, and sore wrist was a good chance for me to talk to him about toilet training. First, he needed a haircut, so I got out the clippers. His hair had gotten quite long, as you have seen in the pics, so I thought it was time. He squirmed and said he wanted a haircut that was in style. I removed the splint from his hand and gave the broken finger a good massage. I was just trying to help, but the little, sissy cunt passed out.
Soon, we settled in, me on the couch, him on the floor licking my balls, and we had a heart to heart. I told him in the nicest, kindest, most gentle way that it was time he learned how to eat shit. God, I love it when his eyes well up with tears and his lip trembles. I told him it was a good thing he wasn't allowed to date girls because they would think he was a big sissy the way he carried on. To properly pay respect to real men, faggot boys like Danny have to learn to eat their shit I pointed out.
Then in front of Danny, I telephoned Lamar and suggested to the bright, young, black boy that every day he or one of his friends needed to take a dump on the boy’s toilet floor, then bring Danny into the bathroom and make sure he kneels down and eats the entire pile of turds. Lamar howled with laughter. It’s such a joy to bring laughter to urban teenage boys. He thought the idea was wild and I pointed out that it would save me money since I wouldn’t need to give Danny any lunch money or send a lunch, and that I could pass that money on to Lamar and his gang.
Danny, looking miserable, huddled on the floor playing with his toes and crying. It was so damned funny. Lamar reminded me that Danny's mouth would stink like shit for the rest of the day and I told him it might convince the boy to keep his big mouth shut. I did say I would send some mouthwash in his book bag for when he sucked dick later in the afternoon.
Well, you'd have thought that I had just ordered Danny to do the most horrible thing in the entire world. I mean, the fucking brat lost it. He screamed and pounded the floor and yelled that he wouldn't do it until he went hoarse. I had to lay into him with the electric cattle prod, and the nasty fucker even resisted that for a while croaking that he wouldn't eat shit.
I had to get out the handy Mr. Black Mouth Stretcher. This is a wonderful tool that you can see in use on Danny in the photo that I have included. I think Danny looks really cute with the mouth stretcher on, don't you? Mr. Black uses it on younger boys who are adverse to sucking dick, but it works well on boys who are having dietary problems. Whether it is a boy of ten who won’t eat his beans or a boy of fourteen who won’t eat shit, the Mr. Black Mouth Stretcher is ideal.
First, Chad and I took really healthy dumps in the toilet, which we did not flush. I don’t like dealing with the smell, but what can you do when a boy is as much trouble as Danny is? For the next six hours, Chad and I spoon fed Danny our shit. We would spoon it out of the toilet and like feeding a baby force it into his mouth and then slap his balls or turn up the current on the vibrating dildo up his ass-cunt until he swallowed like a good boy. We force fed him until his stomach was bloated with shit. I then removed the mouth stretcher, had him puke to empty him out and then started all over again. I was determined to have Danny at least tolerate the taste of shit before he went back to school to face his friends.
"I will not have you embarrass me in front of Lamar and his friends, Danny," I said, trying to sound as strict as I could, even though as you know, it's not in my nature.
After his stomach was bloated a second time, we made Danny squat and shit, and then we fed him that. He kept screaming he was going to die, but only Chad and I thought we would die from the terrible stink and the mess it made. It was not fun for us, let me tell you that, but it had to be done.
A word of advice, if you feed your boy shit regularly or have him drink piss every day, you run the risk that the smell of his body and his sweat will change. Once you start training a boy as a toilet, he is not exactly the kind of kid you want to cuddle with, but I have the feeling my cuddling days with Danny are over anyway. Of course, if he only eats shit two or three times a week, you can feel pretty secure that his body odor will not change, but if he eat shit every day or two or three times a day, which were my plans for Danny, then you have to expect some downsides. You should also get a doctor friend to give him antibiotics and vitamins because eating too much shit can lead to illness unless the boy is kept healthy. I wanted to try keeping Danny on a diet of shit and piss for a while just to see what will happen.
I was lying with Danny on the bed cradling his sweet, young head in my arms, planting big, wet, sloppy kisses on his soft, freckled cheeks and on the bridge of his nose. Sometimes my tongue would wander to Danny's ear where I would lick inside or suck on the lobe. The soft vulnerability of a teenage beauty naked on my bed beneath me in my arms is intoxicating. His arms are thin, and his chest is still somewhat boyish. His pink nipples stand up hard and pouty from the clothespins I have had on them for several hours. As always, there are tear streaks on Danny's cheeks from the almost constant pain and humiliation he endures, but the road to total degradation is a long one, and Danny is just starting his journey. Because he is young and beautiful, his will be a long especially painful trip, and I will enjoy every second of it.
I folded Danny in my arms and put one leg over his slender hips, this causes him to have to shift a bit, sending waves of horrifying pain through his body from the ten-inch black dildo up his young ass. Danny moans in pain, and I kiss and lick his neck and whisper to him that it's all right, that he is doing really well, that I am so proud of him and love him.
I have just finished giving him a brutal fucking. I fucked him for over an hour, at one point wrapping his young legs around my hips and carrying him around the room on my dick. I fucked him standing up and bent over. I fucked him kneeling. I fucked him on his back. I slapped my hips into his ass so my thick dick was buried deep up teen boy twat and my cock was churning around in his young guts. My big balls banged against his skin, and he begged me to stop to go easy. Of course, I fucked all the harder.
Danny has no one but me now. He has no friends at school, not after the swim party. Danny is mine. After I had blown a load of fuck snot up his kid cunt, I pulled out and immediately shoved the monster black dildo up his asshole. I fucked it as hard and deep as I could, and his young, coltish body bucked and twisted on the bed as his hands grabbed handfuls of the bedsheet. The pain was so great I thought he might bite off his tongue, which alarmed me because then how could he suck and tongue my asshole for me. So I picked up a cum and piss-encrusted jock strap sent to me by one of my grateful readers and shoved it into Danny's open mouth. Then using all my strength, I fucked the dildo harder and deeper into his dick ditch. He had fake, black cock deep up inside the boy's guts. He grunted and almost puked, but the piss and cum encrusted jockstrap in his mouth wouldn't let him. His large dark eyes rolled in his head. Snot ran from his nose. I fucked him with the dildo for fifteen minutes, until he was a worn out rag doll of a boy, limp and covered in a fine sheen of sweat.
Now as I hold him in my arms, the dildo still firmly planted balls deep up his teen boy ass, I whisper to him.
"Darling, you know I have to go away for two weeks. I don't want to leave you, but business is business, and there are some fresh, young Thai boys I have to break in. I can't neglect their education now, can I? But I worry about your education too. What will you do for two weeks with no one to help you stick to your schedule and help you develop your talents? Your drunken cunt of a mother is no help. Now, I know you think you can get by on your own for two weeks because you swear you are a big boy now and can behave, but what about your ass sucking talents for example?"
His eyes flutter, and he looks up at me. He knows already he is not going to like what he is about to hear.
"I mean in two weeks, a boy can forget a lot about ass sucking. Who knows you might start having dirty thoughts about girls again, and we were just doing so well to conquer that. So Danny, even though I am going to be gone, I want you to report here to my home every day after school and of course all day on Saturday and Sunday. I have two very nice young men housesitting for me, and guess what? I've arranged it so you can practice your ass sucking skills on them."
He threw his young head from side to side and tried to talk, but he had a filthy jockstrap in his mouth. By the way, he looks really cute that way and I must get a picture of it for you.
"Now, I know, Daniel, that you are very shy about sucking the asses of strange guys that you have never even met before, but that is something you should start getting used to, after all, you will be sucking and tonguing a lot of strange man ass in the future. You have to learn, Danny, that it doesn't really matter whose ass it is. Your job is to give it the best damn licking and sucking you can. Your teenage boy face is so cute Danny that it gives many men pleasure to sit their assholes down on it and you cannot deprive them of this experience since that would be very selfish of you. Now, I could have gotten old fat guys to housesit that would have been some lesson for you wouldn’t it, big boy?"
I laughed and kissed his nose.
"But, I am always thinking of you, and these two guys are really good-looking, young, college guys, so it will be much easier for you to lick their sweaty ass cracks and even to suck their big fat cocks. I did tell them they could have a couple of parties with their buddies and that you would take care of them too. Oh, don't look so terrified, Danny, it’s not like you haven't sucked my dick hundreds of times. You know how to do it by now. We're just expanding a little bit. And I trust these guys. There is one thing, you will have to watch your behavior at all times, as these dudes are pretty rough and don't take any nonsense from young kids. In fact, they love to beat up little guys like you. It's a kind of thing they have. And I told them clearly, black and blue, sure, but no broken bones.
“And, Danny, darling, it's time that a strong, healthy, teenage boy like you felt more than just me and Mr. Black Dildo up your ass cunt, isn't it? So these two college dudes will be fucking the shit out of you. Well, not the shit out of you because these guys always give a boy six deep soap enemas before they ream his ass!
“Anyway, don't start to cry now. What's so bad about getting fucked by two nice, strong, healthy, college boys? They have big dicks yes, but not as big as Mr. Black Dildo, so it shouldn't be a problem for you at all unless of course, they try to stick both their dicks up your stretched out little cunt hole at once. That could cause problems for you, but don't you worry, these two boys will look after you and make sure you keep your grades up and keep your mind off girls and attend school every single day like a good little twat boy."
I licked away some of Danny's salty tears. I took the jock out of his mouth so I could better kiss and suck on his sweet young lips. I love to bite his lips until they are slightly swollen. He looks real sexy and "fucky" that way.
"Danny I am also worried about your protein intake. I know how much you love junk food and I know that when I am not with you to supervise that you tend to eat crap all day. So, a kind friend of mine, who owns a stable near here has sent over two one gallon jugs of horse cum. They have to masturbate the horses to keep them calm you know, just like randy teenage boys Well, anyway, every single day while I am gone, I want you to drink a nice, big glass of horse fuck. The college dudes will supervise. I also want you to write a thank you note to the owner of the stables for sending over the fresh protein drink. Who knows, when the weather gets warmer, we might just pay a visit to the stables to play a little. You'd like that, wouldn't you? I know you like animals.
"Also, my college pals will pick out your school outfit every day, and you are to wear it without complaining."
Danny looked so helpless and vulnerable at that moment that I loved him all the more. I adore that totally lost, little, boy look in his eyes. He knows that he will have to do any and everything I tell him to. I kiss him again.
"You know, my love, that it gives me great pleasure to do the most disgusting and humiliating things to you. To put a sweet, innocent, teenage boy through the most hideous perverted experiences gives me a hard on you can't imagine so you should be happy. Look at all the wonderful times you have provided for me. And, my sweet, young cuntling, it’s just starting. There are still hundreds of totally disgusting things that I can still do to you, and I know because you are a good boy and because you love me, you will try to do your best at each one of them."
I just this minute sent Danny off to school. Of course, he did not want to go because he has to face the kids from Saturday. I made him call every jock on the phone. They called him every fucking dirty name in the book, and I loved it. I recorded it in fact. Now I made him write a personal thank you note to each of the jocks, which he has to deliver today. It is to thank them for treating him so nice on Saturday, and he says in the note if there is anything, anything he can do for them, they just have to ask. I wonder how long it will take for the stupid, high school jocks to realize that Danny has a perfectly good mouth and ass to use and to build up the courage to actually use them.
Once they start treating Danny like a walking fuck sewer, things should really be fun. I dressed the boy in a really worn, tight pair of jeans, but first I gave him his double dose of Viagra™ to get him nice and erect and put a cock ring on him so it wouldn’t go down. He should cause quite a stir with the kids in school today. I told him to cover himself with his books whenever he passes a teacher, but to make sure all the kids get to see how nice he looks. When he started to whine and beg again, I warned him that I could send him to school with Mr. Black Dildo up his cunt. He walks really funny with it up his ass, you should see it, you would get a good laugh. So, Danny accepted the jeans and the tee shirt that is just a little bit too short so some of his tummy-flesh shows and it’s also too tight, so his nipples show nice and prominent.
I've included the pics of the two college dudes who will be helping Danny while I am gone. I have made them promise that they would keep Danny in fucking agony almost constantly. I also told the boy’s cunt of a mother that he would be sleeping over a lot with guys from school. She didn’t give a shit as it gave her more time to drink, shoot up and screw. The college dudes promised me they would give the boy a continual ass and mouth workout, and that if they needed to, they would bring in other guys to help out to keep it non-stop.
I'll write again when I return and let you know how things are going. I'll also write about my Thailand adventures and my search for the perfect houseboy.
I'll be going back to Thailand for three weeks next week to pick up a cute young Japanese boy with whom I want to work, so I figured I had better sit down and have a little heart to heart with Danny before I go. I am going to leave him with Chad, and I wanted to make sure that he does not misbehave or give my pal a rough time.
Since Danny's shit eating experience the other day, he has been really kind of weird. Lamar and some guys at school had Danny eat some turds for lunch on Friday. They also made him suck sixteen dicks during the school day, and he was fucked by eight guys after school. I told Lamar that I thought that was a fairly acceptable daily schedule for Danny to keep him out of trouble. A busy fourteen-year-old is one who doesn't have time for bad habits. They have also taken to feeding Viagra™ to Danny at school, so he walks around from class to class with a fucking hard on. Lamar says it’s pretty funny as they forbid him to cover himself with his books or anything and they make all the girls show him the dick lump in his pants.
When anyone asks, "What is that, Faggot?" (Which Lamar apparently has passed around the school.) Danny has been ordered to take his prick out of his pants and show them. Some of you might not think such a public display proper, but I think it’s healthy for Danny to become comfortable with his fourteen-year-old body, and what better way than to show it off.
The other day in gym class, the teacher left for some reason, and the boys stripped Danny and threw balls at his fuck sack. They made him stand and sit with his legs spread as the boys took aim and let fly. The teacher came back and the funniest thing, instead of yelling at the black boys throwing the balls, he screamed at Danny to put his clothes on and stop acting like a faggot. Danny asked to go to the nurse saying he was hurt and sick. However, the coach just made fun of him. Now, there is a fine coach.
Of course, Danny's weekend schedule is not so light. He has much more free time on weekends to suck black dick and take it up the boy twat.
So I sat Danny down and told him my plans for when I was gone. I told him that Chad would put him on a total piss and shit diet. He would be eating nothing but shit for two to three weeks with lots of vitamins, of course. Shit off the plate. Shit right out of the ass. Dog shit off the street. You name it. Well, Danny just about shit. He had a fit – a seizure actually. He fucking freaked out. He said he wanted to die. That he couldn't take it. That he just couldn't stand it. I had to hold him down and sit on him, sit on his cute, young chest, my dick brushing his chin and mouth.
"Now, now, now, Danny, you know you always think you can't take something until I prove to you that you are much more capable and talented than you give yourself credit for. Remember when you screamed that you couldn't drink piss or take that dildo. Together we proved that you can and that you can be a real champ at it. You don't give yourself nearly enough credit, Danny. Chad and I have faith in you so do your nice new friends at your school, but you don't have the confidence you need. You should welcome a new challenge. After all, you are fourteen years old, you’re not a baby anymore."
I eased my fat dickhead in and out between his lips.
"But just to prove to you that I have your feelings and concerns at heart, I will make a deal with you. I know that you don't like going to that new school. You think they are too rough on you. They think you are a weak sissy, and I'm afraid I have to agree with them, but nonetheless, I don't want you to be unhappy. So here's the deal. I'll make you a deal with a new challenge. If you can live on just shit and piss for two weeks and not complain, and if you can do one other little thing for me before next Sunday before I leave for Thailand, I will take you out of the school and homeschool you as we discussed. But you have to accomplish both tasks, live on only piss and shit for two weeks while I am gone with only good reports from Chad about you cleaning your plate like a good, teenage boy. And you have to accomplish one other task before I leave. That gives you one week to demonstrate to me that you can and will succeed at orders I give you."
I eased the dick out of his sweet young mouth. Danny looked up at me.
"What do I have to do?"
"You don't have to do anything young man. I am giving you a choice here. That’s part of growing up. You can continue going to that school (he trembles at even the thought of the school), or you can pass my shit test and the other test."
Of course, even if I pull Danny from the school, which I have told you I am considering at some point anyway, I have no intention of having him drop his new friends. They can simply come over to visit, but I'm not telling Danny this.
"Wwww…what other th...thing mmmmust I do?" he asked, all scared and cute.
"It's simple. By Next weekend, I want a demonstration for my friends and me. I want you to be able to shove both your hands up your ass at the same time!"
He looked up at me kind of retarded like with his mouth hanging open, some of my pre-fuck on his big boy lips.
"I, eh, that's impossible."
"No, Danny, it’s not. It’s painful, but not impossible at all. You've been well prepared. Your pussy has been stretched for a month. You've had baseball bats, cucumbers, dildos, and bottles up your cunt. You've learned to fuck yourself good and hard, and Mr. Black taught you to put almost your one whole hand up your twat. I saw the picture so how about it, your hands aren't that large, and your cunt can stretch real big now. You can do two hands up to the wrists at the same time. I know you can do it. You have a week to work on it, and I'm sure Chad will be happy to help you. The cunt of a woman delivering a baby is opened more than that so you can certainly get yours loose enough to accept your hands. If you succeed in doing this next weekend at my little party, I’ll take you out of school and homeschool you. If you don't succeed, I’ll tell Lamar to double your daily schedule."
DO YOU THINK DANNY CAN DO IT?
DON'T YOU THINK DANNY HAS A BEAUTIFUL, YOUNG ASS?"
Mr. C. has ordered me to report to you. He says I am an ungrateful, selfish little fourteen-year-old shit for not writing to you more often. I hope you are having a wonderful time fucking boys in Thailand. I know that I can never hope to give you enough pleasure, as I am a worthless cumrag and a cocksucking, faggot, teen boy.
Sir, I know its too late now and I didn't meet our goal before you left, but I can get both my hands up my cunt now. Mr. C. says if I was worth anything I would have been able to do it two years ago. He also says I have forgotten most of what Mr. Black and you have taught me, as my fucking brain is so small. I have no retention at all. I'm sure he is right, but sometimes the pain is so great, or I feel so sick and disgusted at what you want me to do, that I have a hard time meeting my duties. I know this is no excuse. I also know I should not ruin your holiday with reports of my bad behavior, and I should only report good things. So I hope you are happy that I can get my hands up my cunt. Mr. C. is reading this, and he just slapped me hard and said why the fuck should you be happy. It’s to be expected that I comply with your wishes, not something to get all excited about.
My cunt is really big now. Mr. C. laughs and says the shit will drop right out of me and I'll have to wear diapers now. He beat my balls with a wooden spoon so hard they were swollen up like grapefruit...he says he knows I was thinking about girls again, but swear, sir, I haven't thought about girls for months. He just slapped me again and kicked me onto the floor, saying how dare I ever correct or contradict him. I know he is right, sir. For two weeks, he made me eat nothing but shit and drink nothing but piss. I got really sick. My skin got all pasty and funny, and I smelled all the time and got real weak so your friend the doctor looked at me. He said I should only eat shit about twice a week. Don't worry sir instead of charging you for his visit, the doctor fucked me and took a shit in my mouth. He said he is disgusted at the inability of fourteen-year-old boys to eat shit properly. He says it's all my fault, and that if my stamina was better, I could eat shit without getting sick, considering all the money you have spent on vitamins and antibiotics for me. I am truly sorry sir and will try to do better. Maybe I got sick from the shit of the black boys at school I had to eat. They give me enemas at school now, so I have to run out of class, and sometimes I shit my pants in class. None of the students will talk to me, except to call me names and shove and punch me.
The teachers say I am a trouble maker and I am really afraid my grades will drop as I have not done well on some tests. It is very difficult sir to do well in school when I have to suck cock between classes and get fucked in the boy's bathroom. Mr. C. says it just shows what a useless pussy I am. I know I should be able to handle it and I know you always tell me that if kids at school are mean to me, it's my own fault for not trying hard enough.
Sometimes my asshole/cunt is so sore and swollen, though, I can hardly sit in my seat in school. And now those black dudes are giving me drugs and Viagra™ all day, and I am so worked up and fucked up in my mind, I can hardly hear the teachers. My dick itches so badly, and my head is spinning. I really am trying, sir. Mr. C. just whipped me with a belt for calling it a dick sir. I am sorry. I know it is my clit. I am a cunt, and I have a clit. I know sir. Sometimes I forget. Also, Mr. C. has been making me sleep at night with a long steel rod up my clit hole, up my piss slit and it hurts so bad I have not been sleeping well.
This week, Sir, I sucked off twelve dogs. I hope you are pleased. Mr. C. says I can do a lot better. He asked me to ask your readers what they think of my miserable performance and what can be done with me. I can't wait, sir until you return to America and take me under control. Mr. C. has done a fine job, but I miss you and know you know what a fourteen-year-old cock slob like me needs. Thank you, sir. See you in December.
Your special cunt boy,
You can imagine how pissed off I was here in Bangkok trying to enjoy my holiday and then having to hear about Danny’s fuck ups back in the states. Did you ever feel that unless you take care of everything, nothing gets done properly? There I was reading my email calmly, enjoying a morning cock suck by a beautiful ten-year-old Thai boy. I had spent most of the previous night teaching him how to deep throat. He has a very small neck and delicate tiny face, and it looks particularly sweet stuffed with dick. Anyway, I taught him to go balls deep for three sucks then do two shallow ones to allow him to breathe and to do some tongue action on the piss hole and dick stalk and then to swallow the prick down to the fuck sack again. He was making slow progress, so I had him practice on his father all night while I slept. By morning he was doing a reasonable job, not gagging or anything. So there he was this bare-assed, little, brown boy between my legs deep throating my prick and even licking my bag a little at the very base of the dick, his brown eyes wide and looking up at me for approval.
I was quite pleased, when I had to read about, that fucking selfish, arrogant fourteen-year-old cunt, Danny. I don’t know what to do with him anymore. If those boys at school treat him badly, I know it’s because he doesn’t show them proper respect. I have told him over, and over things like, when you are at school you stare only at the cock bulges of the black boys never at their faces, you walk down the hall looking only at their big black cock lumps. I have told him he must call every black boy in the school “Sir.” I thought by having some of the black students take a dump in his mouth during lunch. We could save a little lunch money and help the negro boys get some relief as well. Now, I’ve never eaten shit, of course, and never will, but I would think that after a while you get used to it. Perhaps one of you submissive readers out there could enlighten me. I had some trouble teaching Bradon to eat shit and Kevin, but they both got used to it after a while, and it became second nature to them. I firmly believe that a boy can get used to almost anything if you only persist and don’t fall for their clever manipulations and tactics.
Now, I know I have been too soft on Danny at times, and it’s my own fault, but what right does my doctor friend to say how much shit the little cunt can eat in a week. I know every boy’s constitution is different. So what if the fuck face looks a little pale? It’s just for a while to get him used to the taste of turds. It’s not like we have all the time in the world to train him properly, after all, he is fourteen already, and lots of guys would shame me for not having a fourteen-year-old cunt boy better trained. And, what is this not thinking about girls stuff? Every time he says he is not thinking about girls, he is thinking about them by just saying that. I have to cure the asshole of that. I want the cum dump only thinking about COCK morning, noon and night. I want COCK to be the only thing on his mind ever! I want him to almost go nuts with a desire to suck every single, solitary cock he passes on the street. I want the lump in every single guy’s pants to drive him nuts. I want him dick stuffed every waking moment and sometimes even when he sleeps.
I got so angry, I kicked the ten-year-old Thai boy away from my dick. He started to cry because he thought it was something he did wrong. Then I felt all guilty, which I hate so I had the kid practicing sucking for the rest of the morning on my dogs.
I telephoned some buddies of mine in the US to go over and get Danny in line. My young friend, who was supposed to take care of him, is very good at delivering pain and humiliation, but not so adept at controlling troublesome teens. Although I can’t blame him, Danny is a special problem. It does seem that the lessons Mr. Black and I teach him fade away each time he feels a little frightened or degraded by some new task. I thought sure after his months in Tokyo, he would plunge into shit eating with enthusiasm, eager to please me. But no, he has to complain and moan and get sick and make up excuses. The same thing with getting his hands up his cunt hole, I ask him to do a simple thing for me and give him a week to accomplish it, but does he come through? No.
He writes to me two weeks later saying he finally did it. Big fucking deal, he did it two weeks late! Am I supposed to be impressed? And he cites the pain as his excuse. What the fuck do I care about his pain? He should be able to take a little pain by now. I tell you I am at the end of my rope with the fourteen-year-old fuck. Oh, well, I'll be back at my email address in two weeks. I'll write more then.
Since my return from Thailand, I know that I have not written an update on my boy Danny, and many of you have written to me wondering what is happening with the troublesome fourteen-year-old. Well, the fact of the matter is, I don't quite know what to do with him. Some of you who have more time and patience for bad, teenage boys have offered to take him off my hands, and I am very tempted to take one of you up on your offer.
He was so happy to see me that he almost pissed on the floor. I think he believed that now that I was back home for Christmas, his abuse at the hands of Chad at home and the black boys at school would cease. Ha. He had another think coming.
I was sick and tired of seeing him put out a halfhearted effort to please me, especially after working with all those nice pliable Asian boys who at much younger ages will gladly bend over backward to do anything I order. All the excuses that Danny gives like, "Oh, that dicks too big to swallow, or that dildo is too large to fit up my ass," simply don't exist in Asia. There the boys obey, and that is that. To argue back is simply out of the question and never even enters their minds. Oh, they might cry and whimper, but all of that adds to the fun, doesn't it?
Besides, you know my interest lies in breaking straight boys. The joys of seeing a nice, healthy teen or pre-teen boy take a dick into his mouth for the very first time. The thrill of opening a small, virgin ass. Danny is pretty much of a cock whore by now and therefore almost useless to me. True, I made him that way, but that's the way it goes, isn't it?
Anyway, he tried to impress me by taking me into the bathroom, and under the shower, he stuck one of his fourteen-year-old hands way up his pussy. I got a pic for you. But, I told him he had been instructed to get both hands up his stretched out cunt, and he had been told to do that before I even left on my trip. So, his failure couldn't be erased by such an unimpressive gesture.
Well, he then forced his other hand up his cunt. I have to admit it looked so sweet, him lying on the floor of the shower with both hands up his cunt, which was stretched wide enough to deliver a baby. He was hysterical with pain but knew he had to please me. I stepped into the shower and started to piss on the fourteen-year-old boy. He craned his neck and opened his mouth to try to catch my stream of piss to show how much he had missed me, but you readers who are always warning me about how clever and manipulative these teenage boys are will be happy to know that I was not taken in by his games.
Chad and I had a long talk about Danny's behavior while we rubbed our dicks all over his cute, young face. Yes, he is still very adorable and a perfect specimen of fourteen-year-old boyhood. Chad told me that Danny was sucking between twenty and twenty-five black dicks a day at school. I said that I was embarrassed and he should be doing forty or fifty cocks a day considering the fact that there are hundreds and hundreds of black boys at the school, and they all have dicks, and they all probably need to shoot a load several times a day. Danny tried to protest that there just wasn't time. (He did not complain anymore about his sore jaw or his swollen battered cocksucker lips as he knows those are not valid excuses.) I explained that if he was an expert dick sucker, he should be able to bring a healthy, teenage boy off in two minutes. He could, therefore, do at least four boys between each class and eight or ten boys during his free period. Lunch hour and after school might involve some dick sucking, but should mostly be reserved for those black boys who want to fuck his white, teen ass.
Chad said that Danny was taking eight to ten dicks up his ass every day. I said that that had to increase significantly if Danny wanted to stay with me and not be sold off. I said that I have seen porn movies in which a whore takes ten dicks in up his cunt in an hour of film so Danny could certainly take twenty cocks up his worthless ass in the several hours he had free after school if he stopped wasting time like so many teenage boys do and got to work.
After all, Danny doesn't even have an after school job. Danny's manner and speech have both slowed down a bit. I think the constant abuse and sucking and fucking and pain have deadened him just a bit, you know like a kid high on pot or something. But, that's to be expected in his state. Danny is really only a short way from a total mental breakdown at which point he can be reshaped to think only about serving cock and nothing else. At that point, he will become a very very cute mindless, teenage fuckhole. And at that point, I will pretty much lose total interest in him.
The black guys at school want me to have Danny's teeth pulled so he can suck dick better. This is possible since we could give him a nice set of false teeth, so his face doesn't collapse, and he still keeps his good looks, but then he could just remove the teeth for serious dick sucking. It certainly would make his mouth look more like a pussy. I am not sure I have the finances for such an expensive procedure as I want to invest what money I have now into a Boy Training Center in Asia. But, pulling teeth can't be that difficult a thing to do, and I'm sure it's something we could do at home, and it might even be fun. I do have my doctor pal who could supervise, he never allows his teenage boy patients anesthetic of any kind. The expensive part would be in having the artificial bridgework made. Maybe I can find a dentist who would do it for free fucks from Danny.
In the evening, we stuck red and green thumbtacks in Danny's balls until the teenage fuck sack looked like a Christmas ornament. I was lamenting that I am going to miss Mr. Black's New Year’s Party this year as I have work to do here in the states. Chad suggested that we have our own party with Danny as the main source of entertainment.
Oh, yes, I must be fair and tell you, Danny has begun to have occasional seizures from pain and fear. Nothing too serious and I've got some medication to calm him down. My pal the doc says his teenage system just can't handle all the constant pain and abuse. He's such a fucking, little sissy boy that it makes me sick sometimes. I mean it when I say I've seen a ten-year-old Thai boy take much more than Danny and still not have any seizures. I've seen two expert Japanese guys work on a nine-year-old Japanese boy, over the course of a long evening party, slowly breaking almost all the bones in the boy's body. After each break, they would withdraw to drink and allow the little boy to endure the full wave of pain from that particular fracture before they returned to break another bone. Through the entire ordeal, they kept the boy awake and totally sensitive to the agony. Sometimes, they pissed in his mouth a little to give him some liquid refreshment. It was quite a lesson for me in kid control. So pardon me if my patience with Danny is slim. It’s just that I have seen so much more.
Danny now sleeps in a kind of sleep restraint so that he is not too comfortable all night and we also keep a twelve-inch dildo up his asscunt all night just to keep the hole nice and stretched. Danny seldom says anything about not cumming himself anymore. That seems to be an almost dead issue. It’s refreshing to meet a fourteen-year-old boy who isn’t always thinking about his own dick. I'm sure you will agree. Any ideas for my New Year’s party with Danny as the main entertainment?
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