In The Hole

In The Hole

Chapter 1 Beginnings

by roccodadom44

roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

Warning: my stories contain snuff, gay, underage, incest, and every other kink, please be an adult and turn the station if this offends you, peace  roccodadom

                Always had the fantasy, me and a teen boy,not obsessed, time to time see a cute kid, think its one of few kinks I havent experienced. Maybe turning forty did it, divorced for years, playing the field, lots of women, a few men, I was agressive bi, loved to ass fuck hard, maybe a little abuse for the fag,mmmmm. Getting bored with it all, had taken the company buyout, sold my home outside Boston, no mortgage, headed to Crescent Lake, in Raymond, Maine, middle of fuck nowhere. To be forty and retired, living in the boonies of rural western Maine very easing,didnt miss the rat race. I had a ten acre lot, only two hundred feet lakeside, oh well, enough trees and brush to isolate me. The lake was only a half  mile wide, almost three miles long, about sixty feet deep, perfect for my kayak and me, the fish varied, plentiful. Most of the the other cottages were summer only, there also was a campground across from me, and a coed 6-15 summer camp on my side, north of me, both used only summers. The summer camp took up the rest of our side of the lake.  The cottage I did over, the second floor was my master suite, full bath, balcony with view of the White Mountains, and stunning sunsets. The bedroom looked down on the exposed great room below, one large space, kitchen all state of the art, the fireplace huge, heated the whole house through vents. Everything was powered by the windturbine I had installed, had a springfed well, a large greenhouse, grew my veggies, and marijuana, loved to burn weed, watch the animals frolick, was in love with my solitude, till I realized whacking off got boring after all, needed real flesh, thus begins my tale

   After a year of pretty much solitude, learning to live simple, I needed sex, woman prefered, would settle for man, whatever. Decided to head to Boston, see relatives, catch up, get laid a lot, scanned craigs list, lots of pros, last resort, the trip a success, got my pipes cleaned by a couple of milfs, horny, needy, skanky, perfect, also got blown by a fag, choke gagged him in a mens room of a bar, my nine inches turning his wimp face blue, sweet, basting his face, while hucking spit on him, only way to treat a stall fag. I was satisfied, heading home, on boring Rt 85, all small towns, trees, lots of nothing, there he was, a novelty these days, his thumb out, appeared to be a teen, why not, sometimes things happen. He headed towards my stopped F150, he was slim, long hair, backpack, lots of teens hitchhiked in Maine, no transit,no money, but this area was pretty empty of year round folks. He got in, wow, he was stunning, the pefect boygirl, his hair silky brown shoulder length, blue eyes alive, face so angelical, unmarred, his hard teen body, his voice nervous, hesitant, asked him where he was heading, more hemming, hawing, figured him out quick, runaway.

    His tears sweet, he was a runaway, abusive stepdad, mom didnt care, His name was Brian, he was seventeen, had no money, a wild plan to make it to the lakes region, find a job for the summer, live in the woods, gave him credit for trying, didnyt see him pulling it off, his age and jobs being scarce, even low end jobs, around now I started to think about it, you know, him and me, my place, seclusion, fun, fun, fun. Buttered him up, made him laugh, a little, he was nervous still, but agreed to go to my place, hot shower, food, a real bed, that I would share it with him, left unsaid, for now. He was a nice kid, his story sad, class punching bag, never fit in, mom a crackhead, her new husband brutal to Brian, lots of beatings, humiliation, he was teary, my hand rubbing his hard thigh, telling him that I would protect him, knowing he needed security, craved it, he would trade lots for that,we shall see.

  Oh my, his ass was prime, his jeans hugging the full cheeks, his cotton shirt showing his defined stomach to distraction, there was no way I wasnt riding him, there was no way I had that kind of selfcontrol, come on things happen for a reason. His ooh and aahing at the place, the lake, nice, he was smiling, looked so appealing, my arm casually over his shoulder, the way he had to make eye contact with me, like he doubted I was interested in him, needy, boy was needy, needy boys did kinky things,mmmm. The marijauna relaxed us, his coughing sweet, he physically relaxed, thanked me for being nice to him. My opening, told him I wanted him in the water with me, his sexy shy stripping down, his eyes wide at the first glimsp of my oversized sausage. He was perfect, right there, still feminine, muscled teen nice, body hair minimal, again that ass was obscene, you could not look at it and not have bad intentions. Even his legs were sexy girl, little hair, sculpted devine, just a little soft baby fat around his thighs,mmm, his cock was five inches, semihard, boy was interested, balls encased in their hairless, smooth sack, sexy.

    The water was a little cold still, didnt get warm till July, how quickly we were grabassing, his laugh magical, his personality sweet, how good it felt to hug from time to time, as we played tag, chasing each other through the waist high water. His sexy skin retained its heat, like the cool water had no efect on his hotness, sitting at the waters edge, on a large boulder, his sexy bum inches from me, his loosening up, more sadness, kid had a fucked life, had been raped by one of his cunt moms pigs, smiled at my duplicity, got us into a long talk of sex, his cock rising so sexily, he asked questions, I shit you not. Who was I to deny a teens quest for knowledge, he was on his knees, between my spread knees, his eyes locked onto my cock, his marveling at its size, telling him I was way above average, he was average, but had a chance to still grow, his smile, his hand on my cock, looking tiny, his other hand on his raging penis, precum glistening, he was ready, no sense waiting.

   He sucked tenative at first, my hand softly running through his silky hair, his comments, it tasted good, I was a so big, his grunt as I entered his steamy mouth, his lips stretched comically wide, the sexy boy winked at me, nice, he was soon swallowing six inches, back and forth,his hot mouth so nice, so wet, his tongue tickling my underside,              his hands massaging my balls, told him to, he did, this is going to be easy. Clued him in on the coming sperm explosion, told him to keep it in his mouth, he did, looked so cute, my sperm covering his tongue, made him blow bubbles, while I massaged his hard nipples, his body shivering from my rough fingers, he swallowed greedily, lips smacking,admitted he enjoyed doing that, teased him that I wanted that everyday, his sad response, he would do anything to not have to go home, my assurances of his staying here with that tpye of behavoir, he was his giggling self in no time.

When I sat him on the rock, knelt at his knees, his purrs, I ravished his cock and balls, giving him the best knobber ever, his cum spraying wild, so tasty, some on my face, arm, chest, the way his tiny balls churned, his stomach rippled, his sexy hair shook, his face glowed, he came with passion, good for him. My tongue on his ass got his attention, when I entered his rectum he was tense, I was mindful of the trauma he suffered, took my time, much tender asskisses, tongue swipes, his relaxing, moanings, my tongue entered his boy pussy, how tight, how earthy, how much I enjoyed eating his ass, never one of my things, but he was different, that thought pushing me, wanting to please him, make him safe. He used his hands to spread his cheeks, horny boy, allowing me to get more tongue up his tasty colon, his cock was rock hard again, my hand stroking him, how he erupted, a cum avalanche, covering my head and face, so healthy, his groans over the top.

  He did it, took my tongue, our kiss deep, we got silly, scooping his seed off me, feeding each other, sloppy sperm kisses, laughing at our pigginess, back in the lake, I hadnt even taken him into the house and it was guaranteed that I getting his boy pussy soon. I would give him time, start him on small dildos, my fingers, loosen him up, he would give it to me, this boy was needy. He held my hand on the way to the cottage, lovers, his amazement at the interior of the place, the large screen HD, the fireplace, twosided, could be seen in the house, and from the porch, the top of the line computer, telling him he could use it whenever, his thanks, see, he knew how to be thankful, a skill lost on most teens, his astonishment at my shower, could fit four easy, it had ten water jets, I was a shower fanatic. The joy I got from soaping his sexy body, had to smile at my pangs of regret, never having a child, my aceptance that he could be mine, why not, he was a good kid, had every reason to be surly, angry, I mean fuck he had never owned a computer, he was so sweet, as I soaped him his giggles, his abilty to enjoy my tenderness, this was going to work out nicely

  He went with me willingly, let me work my fingers up his bum, his pleas to not hurt him, my whispers, only my fingers today, would never hurt him, loved him, he hugged me, our naked bodies rubbing, god, he was perfect, his tongue in my mouth, he slid down me, his need to please me strong, his mouth so devine, my cock hard again, he was going to kill me, mmmmmm. Being a guy I got carried away with my lust, had to try, his willingness to try, got the head in his cutey pussy, his moans of pain, he relaxed, could feel his spincter loosen, ever so slightly, I sliiped in about three inches, he squealed, didnt complain, my slow thrusts, never going deeper that three inches, was content to ride this, wow, his pussy superior, I came quick, powerful, dizzying,mmmm.

  Whem I slid out, his anus closed like a steel trap, good, he was pliable, that was the thing, even though I only gave him three inches of my nine, my cock was almost four inches around, my nickname in the service had been beer can, figure it out. He squealed with joy when I ate his ass, rettrieving my load, which I shared with him, his cock getting leaky again, I ate him, his cum small, I had drained my teen boy, no easy feat. He crashed, his snores soft, sweet, how sexy his ass looked, he was on his side, butt facing me, I slept with my arm around him, cock resting against his otherwordly asscheeks, never slept more content, didnt figure I would ever get this lucky again.

   Loved to sit lakeside, sipping tea, smoking a fatty, mind playing, eyes searching the lake, never know what you will see, a moose, a bear, pussy, you never know. Going through yesterday, a bit confused, hot wanting to sex this boy, he was to sexy, not sure about the paternal shit, loved the feelings, but what hapened as he aged, would I cast him away, didnt want to be mean to him, that alone unsettling me. My whole life was based on being a predator, looking to use people fro sex, discard them like yesterdays paper, this boy was messing with that shit, turning me into a fag, abiltiy to laugh at my self a good quality, promised myself I would decide quick, either he was a keeper or not. He surprised me, walking down the dock, naked, mmm, his cock so hard, his smile radiant, could feel my cock reacting, I stood, his hug, sexy kiss, telling me he was happy to be here with me, oh yes, when he told me he wanted me to do him, his words, it had to happen.

  Jesus right on the ground, like a couple of piggies, I took him missionary position, slowly, tenderly, if sticking my huge cock up his tiny butt could be done tender, his cock rubbing my hard stomach, our kisses passionate, lots of spit swapped. He did it, anal sex is all about the fuckee accepting it, and he did, trying to get more of me in him, seven inches, his anus looked so sexy swollen, my hand spanking his bum, his squeals of joy, his legs locking around my waist, his hands pulling my ass to him, pleading for more, I was all in, nine inches by four, his rectum full of cock, he came all over my belly, the warm sperm feeling so hot on my skin, I exploded, flooding his shitter, my moans like that of a rutting elk, our postcum hugging, kissing so sexy, our laughs at how muddy we were, how sexy he was, jesus, he really was beautiful, hauntingly, couldnt get that sweet face from my mind, didnt want to either.

   We ate like pigs, naked, lots of groping, tickling, I fed him mouthfuls of pancakes, mama bird feeding baby, his chirping priceless, his ability to be happy just infected me, had to be in a good mood, he had that power. We went to the nearest Walmart, wanted him outfitted, though I ordered him sexy clothes online, his regular shit he could pick. He was  good about spending my money, not greedy, not obnoxious, he got some jeans, shorts, shirts, tightywhities, his whispers that he wanted to wear panties for me, my cock stirred, couldnt wait to our VS order arrived. Let him get some computer games, a couple of CDs, that he liked to read good, he picked a good width of fiction, his hunger for knowledge there, needing some stroking, I would make him free, free to learn for the right reason, cause he wanted to, not to please others, or to get a free ride through a diploma mill.

   After stocking up on food, took him to a local outfitter, his shock at the cost, telling him clothes mattered in the woods, he looked smokin in his cams, his boots top of the line, winter gear  would be shipped later, his joy at the 22 rifle I bought him, a starter gun, his rod and reel fit his hand perfect, my little outdoors man. His kayak matched the one I had, the little boy was getting giddy, started acting up, overstimulated, to be expected. My reaction severe, marched him to the truck, his beggings at my steely silence, pulled imto nearby woods, got him out, his hands on the tailgate, I dropped his pants and undies, his ass so sexy, his pleas for mercy, no way. i whipped him with my belt, his squeals so erotic, his ass so red, bur he stayed put, took his punishment, good boy, his tears were plentiful. Held him to me as I rubbed his heated butt,wiped his teary eyes, snotty nose, told him in gentle terms never to act like a spoiled brat or I would really punish him, his begging forgiveness, on his knees, I pissed him, his shock amusing, all over his stinging ass,his cock twitching delightfully, sport wanted the kink. We spent time kissing deep, lovers kisses, got him dressed, and went and bought us matching ATVs, he was about as thankful as allowed, and still sincere, thats all I ask, show me some respect.

   He was easy to train, I dont think either of us thought of it as such, but after that ass whooping he tried to please, the funny part being, he admitted he loved the pain,mmm, my pain boy, but hated that he disappointed me, thats the deal right there. Made myself a promise not to get carried away with him, haha, my life was a series of failed self promises. He got his role down, he shared cooking, cleaning, I taught him gun safety and training, how to fish, he was a klutz at first, his casts landing anywhere but the water, his ability to laugh it off sweet, my patience long with him, surprising me, figured this was important, if Brian didnt like outdoors shit, and less face it, most teens dont, this was gonna be tough. His joy at reeling in a nice sized landlocked salmon all I required. His quick pick up good, in no time he was on his own, so sexy with his shirt off, from time to time he would run his tongue over his lips, smile at me, bad boy.

   Obsessive, I felt myself slipping there, had to play with him, hold him, stroke him, tongue him, fuck him, he didnt complain, seemed to be into it, kept the bling coming his way, his own laptop, mp3 player, jewlery, no sense taking chances. He was into the Victoria Secrets stuff, modeling it for me, I was stroking my rod, smoking a fatty, sipping a Bud, sitting in front of the roaring fireplace, naked, couldnt be more relaxed, content, his playfulness, his happiness making it all seem right. He looked so sexy girl in the black thigh highs, red garter belt, silky red thong, his cock tenting it nicely, the red four inch heels forcing him to walk girl sexy, his supreme ass shaking just right, his knowing smile, he knew he was hot, was getting confident with his body,mmmm.

   As he stood before me, taking my hands, his looking so tiny next to mine, his eyes locked on mine, he loved me, thats nice, mu hug strong, his gleeful squeal sexy, he had put on some of the perfume I bought him, just enough, jesus he was a girl, as my hands toyed with his ass, so soft, no hair, a girls butt, my finger easily entering his anus, his grip tight, but he opened on the first knock now, he could cum from me ass banging him, I had trained his ass to be a cunt, easy to do, if the boy wanted it, again, the fuckee always set the tone, simply by relaxing their spincter or not, Brian honestly liked me fucking him, liked it missionary, much kissing, again I had always been an assraper with guys, kissing was for fags, this was alot, chose to go wth it, figure why after, leading him to the bedroom, his ass stunning as he climbed the stairs to the master suite,his hamming it up, seductively posing, my camera going a mile a minute, how perfect his body, that nagging thought, wanted him girled up some, no body hair, maybe B cup tits, hormones would do that, one thing was sure, I wanted him to keep his cock and balls, loved the way he stayed hard forever, he was getting so into being a sex piggy, occassionaly had to slow him down, play daddy, take him some where, hiking, ATVs, his chance to be a teen boy, it pleased me strong to give him that, it was he who always pushed his fem side back into the game.

  We talked it out, he wanted to be my girl, not a fag for others, wasnt sure how he felt about girls, other than they were mean to him, welcome to manville, son. Chicks could fuck you up, but I needed to clear this up, was he a girl, or a needy sexually confused teen boy. He was sitting on my lap, his nightie short, silky, red, his fave color, my hand tenderly toying his balls and dripping stick, his smell intoxicating, his kisses wet, sloppy, his giggles sweet, he was stoned, he got goofy on pot, hornier, looser, we shall see. Had to have him drink my piss, it mattered to me, he wanted to, didnt want to puke, my assurance that it was cool, that he tried was the thing. I led him outside, He looked so sexy, on his knees, cock hard, naked body trembling slightly, mouth sloppy wide open, his tongue wiggling, eyes sparkling, horny boy. I pissed him good, strong, yellow brew, he took it, was relaxed enough to do it. Swallowing piss was easy, just a matter of holding some in your mouth, little swallows, people didnt piss much more than an average soda, mostly less.

  He did puke it up, his body contorting sexy, I fucked him right in his puke, both of us muddy, puke soaked, spitting in each others faces, I fucked him crazy hard, his moans giant, his orgasm spraying my stomach and chest, I pulled out of his fiery ass, sprayed his body with my spunk, we were slopped up nice, spit, sperm, puke, cum, and Brian pissed on my stomach, so warm, our tongues wrestling, jesus, how could I ever be happier. We just lay there, in the mud, spent, content, my hand carressing his chest, told him my plan, would get him some pussy, see if he liked it, also my desire to tit him up, he agreed, only asking if he could be a girl all the time,mmmm. Wanted his cock and balls, didnt want him to have a cunt, his ass was a cunt, he laughed, I was right, he came almost always. Besides as I playfully spanked his hot bottom, I was the daddy, he was the son, his kisses nice, again, his needs I met.

   Our swim refreshing, he was a fish in the water, how sexy his winded, gasping body was on shore, me tenderly drying his chilled, goose bumped skin, little butterfly kisses, his sighs heroin to me. We spent the day making him sexier, he really got into it, his willingness to give himself to me, I managed to remove all his body hair, most with Nair, but for fun I used duck tape on his pubes, his howls for real, tears flowing, telling him if I ever find any pubic hair on him I would burn it off with a propane torch, he came, my pain boy came at that thought,mmmm, oh my. I fed him his spermies, mixed with his snots, piggy boy. It was fun rubbing the lotion into his skin, his flesh so taut, that sexy elasticity only found in youth, his nipples so tender, my sucking them hard,plump gumdrops, girl nips for sure, his pleadings, wanting me, no way I could do it again, I was drained, my balls on strike, time to introduce Brian to the joys of autoerotica.

He went with it, ramming the eight inch dildo in and out of his snatch, I talked to him, the nasty things I was going to do to him, softly stroked his twitching, leaking cock, his nonsensical words, his tongue licking his lips, panting crazy, frantic, could feel his sperm errupting up his shaft, gave him some quick jerks, christ, he was a sperm  volcano, his hands stuffing the whole dildo up his ass, that was fuck amazing, never have I seen any thing sexier, my kisses plenty for him, the noise of the dildo sliding out sweet, his fart boisterous,laughs easy.

 

  It was fun painting his nails, fingers and toes, his amusement at my paws being so delicate, when I sucked each of his toes first he purred, he did have sexy feet, small, perfectly shaped. The sundress was loose enough that his lack of tits wasnt obvious, his legs so sexy, definitly female gams, his open toed sandals had a three inch lift,mmm, his sexy ass rolling back and forth, his shiny blonde hair so feminine, his smell perfect, I did his makeup light, lipstick cherry red, he was a girl, a flat chested teen cunt. He was nervous, that I was taking him out in public, amusingly I pointed out it was easy for him, he had no choice, my fondling my leather belt, close by, around my wasit, he got it, could see him relax, he was a true submissive, would be free under someone elses watch. Made him walk around the grounds, he looked like a girl, he was even doing girly things, lots of silly hand gestures, body always shifting to a new pose, he would flip his hair time to time, his head shaking just right. He had no adams apple, his face all angel, all princess, we could pull this off, oh this would be fun.

     He was subdued on the ride, my refusal to tell him my plans, a game, he loved the suspense, my right hand fondling his sexy balls, encased in  the silky thong, which was soaked from his precum drippings, he was in a state. Had to go easy, took him to a family restaurant, he was noticed, my amusement, the guys who saw Bri brieflty all had the same look, they wanted her, sweet. The waitress was a little leery, the pig was definitly trying to think, not her strong suit, my voice distracting, one thought at a time for the dullard. His voice sounded girly, not over done, soft, sweet, his smile sexy, my obvious approval, he told the waitress he wished he got boobs like hers, she bought it, her calling Bri Girl, her over cigaretted voice perfect, Bris would pop out one day then all the guys would chase her. To say it was all surreal isnt overplayng it, I played with his cock, hidden in our booth, stroking him under the table, his look so rewarding, he was orgasming again, fucker was a cum spewing machine. I captured it in my palm, and casually spread it on our rolls, our secret causing us to get giggly, the waitress asking if everything was fine as she brought our meals, told her the butter seemed sour, the cunt tried a bit of my roll, how we didnt fall on the floor from glee I dont know, I think we were both so stunned the pig would just bite someone elses all ready chewed roll, but she did concur after much mouth swilling, said she knew that taste, couldnt place it, Brian actually pretended to sneeze to mask a loud snort of laughter.

  He was exuding girliness, my real test for him, at the spent mall, this place was sad, bordered up stores, Dollar Tree was the anchor, why bother. He wanted to, went and talked to a boy, his obvious imterest, the way he stared into Bris sexy blue eyes, my loving it, when Bri turned away he spun his hair so sexy, so real girl, that boy would jack to him for ever. Told him we didnt ever have to come here again, he called it zombie mall, everyone slow, left behind, his admission that he wanted to hurt that kid, mmm, got him to open up. Wow, he was good, his fantasy, kicking some straight kids ass, girled up, and then raping his ass, oh, thats my boy. He had the kids number, had  to think this over, could get rough, quick, mmm, jesus would that be hot, born the idea to turn Bri into a fighting machine. He got it, how to fight, not just punch, how to play your foe, make your shots count, he had quick hands, not powerful, his legs were strong, got him to unleash brutal kicks to the opponents knees,his coordination amazing, like a cat,a sexy pussy cat, with lethal claws, my fighter boy.

  His shock when I punched his face hard, cut his cheek, didnt want to break his sexy button nose, his legs buckled, he took it though, needed him to feel a punch, now he knew, his tears, my caresses, told him he took my punch on his feet, when some fag teen hit him, Brian would weather it, he got me, his sexy fist hitting my ear, boney fuck hurt. I loved him for being able to do that,told him that, but still got him over my knee, barebottomed him till his ass was beat red, his tears real, body wracked by sobs, his cock, and mine, rock hard, both of us drippy. Our after spank fuck tender, he rode me, while I massaged his burning cheeks, getting crazy rough as he neared climax, spanking him, pinching the imflamed flesh, nails scraping, his squirms hot, the way his anus tightened with my spanks, his cum hitting my face, little boy had more baby batter than normal, sweet tasting, thick goo. We snuggled naked in front of the computer, watching hard SM sites, he dug the shit, both of us hard, but sated, wanted him to be fed sex, real and in his mind always, his preoccupation, as I held the ice bag to his sexy bruised face..

   He was getting tougher and girlier at once, he worked out in the gym I had above the garage, frree weights, machines, a threadmill, he was, like me addicted to it, a daily need to excerise, he was toned, but not to muscular, the hormones hindering his muscle growth, good. The hormones working, he had little swells, mmmmm, his pride large, wearing the training bra I got him with enthusiasm, I could suck those tits for ever. Brian was getting colder though, not to me, his disdain for others large, simmering. He bagged his first deer, his shot to the stomach hobbling the animal, its cries pathetic, Bri wanted it slow, shooting the suffering deer in the haunch, legs, back, its cries louder, Bri was rock hard, my little paingiver. He was goofy helping me skin the carcass, we smeared its entrails all over our naked bodies, hugs and kisses, tasted the deers blood, swapped it back and forth, I fucked him laying in the deers opened belly, using the animals legs to propel me harder into Bris boy pussy, our cums animalistic, what else. We looked satanly, riding our ATVs back to the house, covered in blood, toting a slab of venison, the deers very holy skin along for the ride,mmmmm.

  As the first months of our being together passed, things got figured out, we were with each other constantly, had few tantrums, though he was punished routinely, his need great, my desire compulsive. He would cum if I whipped his ass right,mmmm, made me wonder who was getting disciplined anyhow. Our daily workouts were intense, challenging each other, naked, our bodies ripped, his tits firm,  ass soft, sculpted perfect, built for fun. We now boxed with sixteen ounce gloves, didnt want to chance marring his beauty, even though the fucker was face bombing me any chance he got, and he got good quick, catching my next move lightening quick, the art of fighting. We were building this thing, his need for violence, my love for it well nutured, always my best sexual conquests involved violence, the great liberator.

  It was July 4th weekend, the camp across the lake banged out, full of screaming kids, Bri wanted to shoot them all, no, I dont think so. The coed camp on our side was also in full swing, though other than the corny bugle calls, they were remarkably quiet. Decided it was time for some fun, jesus, he was a girl, his tits a nice B, perfect for his thin frame, his hair down to his lower shoulders, lots of sexy, bouncy yellow curls, his bikini red, what else, his stomach hotty flat, the bottoms snugging his basketball butt, his thighs soft, his cock was tucked between his legs, made him take a wraparound with him in case he, haha, gets wood, the kid seldom didnt have a raging boner, my training paid off, my little cum slut, his heeled sandals really showing his stuff,mmm, off we headed in our canoe, me paddling, he being sexy, giving me peaks of his tits, his nipples rock hard.

   My eye sight was quality, spotted the kid sitting near the shore, hello, Bri giggling that he was going to pork him good, teased him tough talk from a virgin, he had never fucked anyone, his sadnes, fuck, that hurt, I cheered him, got him focused, told him to fuck the fag good, as I headed to the teenager, he was watching us, not leaving, Bri said hi, sounding quite girly. The kid was about Bris age, slim, not muscular, talked lispy, no wonder he was alone, fag. Let Bri out, he standing close to the fag, same size, Bri was a girl, his bikini so sexy, he was massaging the boys crotch, the fag looked stunned, but when Bri rammed his knee into the kids balls, the fag went down, the sound of the air leaving him sweet, my camera getting it all. Bri stripped the kid, his cock fat and hard, fag wanted it. Bri slipped his bikini bottom of exposing his cock, the kid gasped, Bri told him he was getting fucked, the fag tried to get away, Bri going violent crazy, fists, knees, feet, like an out of control beatdown machine, the kid cowering from the assault, jesus, I was hard watching my girl.

  Brian didnt waste time, took him doggy style, fast and hard, I had to get in on this, standing behing Bri, massaging his tits, telling him he was a man, as the fag continued to sob, though I noticed his six inches were fully extended, dripping teen juice. I stroked the fags fat cock, Bri was almost there, his face looking so excited, sweaty, flushed, his eyes sparkling,his moans that this was the best feeling, my little fudgepacker, our life, his cum huge, ramming his cock up the fag, violating him, raping him,bloodying him, nice. The fag refused to clean Bris seriously slimed dick,covered in a stew of cum, shit and blood, I got the fag up, hands around his scrawney throat, lifted him off the ground, as he gagged, turned purple, I told him what he was going to do, he fucking right did it, fag. Bri loving the way the fag cleaned his cock, my tongue in my boys mouth, my whispers he was a man, my lover, his giggles, wanted me to take the fag, yes, yes, I tore him up, wanted to hurt him, his tears amusing, Bri taunting him, making the sissy eat his ass, watching that nasty scene just feet in front of my fucking, too much, I exploded up the fags bloody ass, a complete, toe curling orgasm. He cleaned my wood, Bri and I pissed him good, made him jerk off, lying covered in our urine, piggy boy, his cum huge, teens had way to much sperm. Brian helped the clown up, made him beg on camera to be our piggy, my boy was a mean girl, telling the kid we would put it on line, the whole sexy scene if he said a word, he swore he wouldnt, he wouldnt, we left him, full of our juice, covered in our piss, a fun morning for all.

  Wanted to know why he didnt get more violent, his admission the kid was a loner, like he was, picked on by others. Bri wanted to fuck up a jock, mr popular, humiliate him in front of his peers, havent we all had that fantasy,mmm, gave him a passionate tonguing, his sighs, confusion, I explained my love for his natural sense of justice, the way he didnt get carried away with the wimp, his giggles, with a stuckup jock, he would need blood,mmmm, funny how it was out there, both of us comfident it would happen, not obsessive, but it would happen.

  We fished the rest of the day, he even converted to boy clothes, his tits covered up nice, hair ponytailed, told him I loved his changing back and forth, he still wasnt sure where he belonged, reassured him I loved him either way, kidded him as long as I got his pussy, he was serious in his want of me to own him, his adult seriousness endearing, he would be better off under my wings than anywhere else, loved to serve me, we got silly, formal pledges of undying devotion, I used a fisk knife to cut each of our fingers, we mixed our blood, forever, our kiss loving, our commitment for real, both of us agreed no turning back, had to live this out, I knew, I knew he knew, this was going to get wilder, had to.

                                                      the end chapter 1