Daniel, Rupert and Justin

   I wouldn't say that Rupert was a psychotic sociopath. Just a frustrated teenage movie star who saw his own career stalling while these fucking teenage homos had easy sailing without their fans ever knowing that they sucked dick and took it up the ass. How many of Daniel R.'s wet pantied pussy dripping little pre-teen girls would stick by him if they knew he was a fucking teenage cockpig? Rupert had cause to be angry. Now that the Boy Wizard films were finished, where was his career headed? He had made two other movies, neither of which were big deals. He'd been approached by two famous film directors about being in films, but both of them wanted him to swing on their dicks and take cock up his muscular young ass. In one case it was the well known gay director who caused a scandal a few years ago when he filmed high school boys naked in the showers for a big mainstream film. He got permission from the boys' parents for a "discreet shower scene."  Then when he filmed it, He forced the boys to stand around totally bare assed, dicks and balls swinging and not even wearing those little socks they do in film. The teenage jocks had to stand that way for four or five hours while the director photographed them from every fucking angle. If you are still in the dark, the film is called "Apt Pupil!"  When he approached Rupert, the teen actor threw the script right at the pervert, missing him, but smashing an expensive glass vase.  The other director invited the boy to dinner, and while they dined, he slid his hand down into Rupert's more than ample crotch and started to squeeze the kid's fucker and nuts. Rupert tossed a glass of water at the asshole and stormed out.  He was getting a pretty bad reputation in the filmworld. 

    And so he decided to take out his frustration on Daniel and other faggots who were stealing the limelight from hard working straight actors.  Rupert got himself a little private hideaway, far from prying eyes where he could pursue revenge on those who had done him wrong. Now he padded on naked feet down one of the hallways of the soundproofed building. He wore only a pair of jockey shorts, and anyone taking a look at him could easily see that he was no longer a soft round little boy. He still had the red hair and the big eyes, but everything else about him had changed. He was tall and muscular with wide shoulders and good solid pecs. His legs were sturdy  like those of a soccer player. He had large feet. He had a beautifully full rounded muscular ass, and the dick lump in the jockey shorts was amazing to say the least. It was well known throughout Hollywood and London that Rupert G. had a horse dick. It was well known by Daniel too, who had been a prisoner of Rupert's now for almost a week. Officially he was on holiday after finishing up the last Boy Wizard film, but in reality he was a prisoner of his co-star. Daniel had been forced to feed on that massive fucker. He had sucked it daily and slurped piss from it. He had licked it clean after it had fucked his sweet young teenage ass. He had bathed the large pisshole with his tongue. Under ordinary circumstances, Daniel might have enjoyed this, fucking homo pervert that he was, but He was a gentle boy who did not enjoy pain. He did have a submissive nature and could easily be conviced to crawl for a real man. I know this because I am his sexual therapist, and I am the one who got him entrapped by Rupert. 

   Just a word about my job. I am a psychologist who specializes in sexual disorders. This lucrative profession also allows me to pursue my own perversions. Daniel was sent to me because he was reported sucking the dicks of several of the lighting technicians on the set of his hit film series. He would take the muscular crew members back to his trailer where he would spend hours between shots with fat cock in his mouth. He'd been doing this apparently since he was fifteen or so. Naturally the studio became worried. If this leaked to the press, the film franchise would be ruined. So Daniel was sent to me. 

   I dont' try to cure these fucked up teen stars. No no, you don't cure someone of their sexual desires. You do one of two things. You try to teach them to control their lust, or you find an outlet for it. I fucked Daniel on the carpet of my office that first day. I worked with hypnosis to bring out his submissive potential. I put him in a show on the London and New York stage where he would appear totally naked and humiliated every evening. I forced him to masturbate several times before he went on in the nude scene, so his dick would look shriveled and tiny. He was totally humiliated, but had no choice.  And then I got him to hit on Rupert. 

   Next I brought Rupert into my office and worked on his mind. I brought out his latent loathing of homos, and suggested that it was his job to punish the fucking faggots. I even hypnotized Rupert and left subtle post-hypnotic suggestions that when he was fucking Emma, with whom he had been fooling around almost since the first film began, he become sadistic and violent. I thought it would be a good way to test his abilities. 

   Well, young Rupert turned out to be a wonder. He batter fucked Emma repeatedly in the cunt ass and mouth.  And that boy's dick is really something. The term horse cock is not ill-used. Poor little Emma's pussy and asshole were stretched beyond belief. They sent her to visit me because of her suddenly strange and closeted behavior on the set. I of course knew it was sexual trauma from being abused by Rupert. I put Emma under hypnosis and then shoved a wine bottle up her cunt to open it further and a second one up her asshole at the same time. I pulled the nipples of her tits until they were standing out two inches. Then I took photos of her that way and sent them to Rupert to give him creative ideas and some incentive. But enough background, on with our tale. I may only jump in from time to time as narrator to explain a few things to you. 

   Rupert liked the sound of his big naked feet slapping on the cement floor of the hallway. This building was not designed for comfort. Not for his and not for his guests'.  He stood before the steel door to one of the room and smiled. His hand went down to the huge lump in his jockeys and squeezed. The fat prick responded by uncoiling just a bit, and a spot of pre cum appeared on the white cotton material. Inside this room was another faggot. A fellow movie star that Rupert had trusted. Some one Rupert had sought out for friendship and company, away from all the perverts and faggots int he business. A fellow eighteen year old star whom Rupert hoped might feel the same as he did about this fucked up business. Alas he had been disappointed. The young male super-star had turned out to be a fucking homo perv,  who had suggested that Rupert allow him to shove his nine inches up Rupert's asshole. Now he too would pay.  

     Rupert opened the door, and the boy on the floor twisted around in fear. He was amazingly muscled for eighteen. He had a huge, well developed chest and strong smooth arms. He obviously worked out with weights every day. The nipples on his chest were the size of quarters and very perky. He had a hard six-pack and an impressive muscular ass globes. Currently the ass could not be seen. The boy was wearing a diaper and plastic pants.  He also had a large cock shaped pacifier in his mouth. Next to him on the floor rested a bowl of baby food and a baby bottle filled with a mixture of cum and piss. He boy had a broad face with sparkling eyes and a head of black hair. His flat broad nose was one of his most distinctive features. He looked up at Rupert and spit the pacifier out of his mouth. 

    Rupert laughed and threw his red haired head back. 

    "You know you are not supposed to do that, Mate. I told you to keep that pacifier in your mouth unless you are eating or drinking. Bad little boy!  Do you need your diaper changed?" 

    "You can't do this to me. What the fuck is wrong with you? Somebody's going to find out. They'll put you away. This is sick!" 

     "It's your own fault, Taylor!  First of all for prancing around on screen throwing your naked tits out at everyone. Do you know how many pre-teen girls and boys you corrupted buy pushing your nipples at them?  You got little girls shoving fingers up their pussies while watching the films. They have records of having to wash the seats in the movie theaters of little girl cunt leak between showings. Girls under twelve are busting their own cherries with their fingers while watching you jump around and growl bare chested in those stupid Vampire flicks.  And they aren't even good movies. They are fucking dull. That alone makes me want to hurt you."

       "You are nuts man. It's not my fault the films suck. I know they're stupid. Do you think I want a career shoving my naked pecs at little girls and boys?  Why blame me?"  Taylor tried to rise, but the chain to his ankle held him down. 

       "And what you did to ten and eleven year old boys is even worse. Causing them to jerk their little dicks looking at you in those films. Dry cum after dry cum as they watch you rubbing your hands over your overly developed tits. Those boys are fucked up for life. And you being a homo, of course, want to corrupt those little boys. That's what homos do. They corrupt little boys and turn them into dicksuckers."

       "You got this all wrong, man!" Taylor was crying now, large tears working their way down his smooth cheeks. He was so beautiful. His features were almost too extreme, but somehow they worked. 

       "No, I got this all right, man! I gave you a chance, and what did you do? You hit on me. You tried to shove your fuckmeat up my ass! I don't take it up the ass. If and when I deal with faggots, it is the other way around, believe me. I am the one who fucks. And my friend, you are going to have the privilege of feeling my cuntbuster up your maletwat. Oh, I know, you'd probably enjoy that. But I assure you, I wont make it comfortable for you. Before I ass fuck you, I might make hundreds of tiny cuts in your ass lips with a razor blade. Or I might fuck you wearing a condom covered with tobasco sauce."

       "Why are you doing this? What the fuck did I ever do to you?" Taylor was no sissy. He was no mama's boy. He growled like the wolf he portrayed on screen and made fists of his huge hands. Still he looked stupid in his diaper. 

     "I told you. You betrayed me. You hit on me sexually. I don't care if you and Robert P. are sucking each other's dicks in your trailers between scenes, I trusted and believed in you. I wanted you for a friend. And you turned out to be a fucking homo!" There were tears in Rupert's big eyes now. "Isn't it bad enough that Daniel betrayed me? I thought he was my best friend. My only friend. And here all he wanted was my fuckmeat. All he wanted was to get into my pants. I FUCKING HATE HIM. But he's going to pay. I'm bringing that flaming teen twat Justin B. over from the states supposedly for a romance with Daniel. But in actuality, I'm the one who will be waiting for him. I heard Justin is pretty good at taking nigger dick up his boycunt. We'll see how he likes the things I have planned for him and his new boyfriend Daniel to experience together.  Oh, and you'll be part of the fun too." 

     "Come on, man, please let me go! I won't say anything to anyone." 

     Rupert laughed. " No one will say anything. The really shocking stories never get out. Hollywood keeps them quiet. Teen stars are molested and fucked from one end of California to the other and it never makes the evening Entertainment news, much less mainstream news. Why do you think those young bitches who are pop stars all fall apart mentally? They need the drugs to cope with the amount of dick they are forced to take up their cunts and assholes. Christ, their own parents sit in the next room waiting while some producer pisses up a girl's ass and then makes her squat, squirt it out and drink it. Ambitious dads get their bare teenaged girls tit jobs and then feel the swollen enlarged udders and suck on them. They suck the tits of their own daughters! is it any wonder, when the bitches are in court for drug abuse, they don't even want their parents around?  Daddy has been dicking his little darling.  No one will say anything about your little adventure because they don't want to lose the "Ka-ching" at the box office. And you won't say anything, because my dear stud muffin, by the time I am finished with you, you will be so humiliated, degraded and abused that you won't ever want a living soul to know what happened."   Rupert smiled a friendly smile.  "Now, I'm going to have to punish you for spitting that pacifier out. How is your diaper doing? Haven't pooped or pissed yet? My oh my, you sure can hold it long. That's because you haven't eaten your food. It's a special treat. It's the best baby food, mixed with a laxative and some of my spit and snot.  Sorry, I can't trust you with a spoon. You'll have to just eat it like a dog.  And that baby bottle is filled with nice warm piss mixed with some fresh cum. Oh, a special treat for you. It's not just my cum, but Daniel's cum as well.  I am sure as a faggot homo teen star, you have a crush on Daniel too. Everyone does. Everyone thinks he is so fucking hot. I don't know why. He's small, he not muscular, and he's got a average sized dick. Is it because of those fucking movies where he was the fucking teenage star and I was the fucked side-kick?"

     "Look man, you've got issues and I..." 

    Rupert hauled of and kicked Taylor in the face with his bare foot. Taylor's head snapped back and he fell against the stone wall. A trickle of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. 

    "I do not have issues!  You fucking have issues!" Rupert picked up the discarded pacifier. Then he tugged down his jockey shorts. Taylor gasped at the size of Rupert's dick, and Taylor himself had nine inches, so he was used to big cocks. But Rupert's was ridiculously big. Rupert took the pacifier in one hand and reached back and spread his ample ass cheeks with the other. Then he rubbed the rubber nipple of the pacifier all over his asshole. He shoved the rubber nipple  into his rectum and twisted it around. Then he stood straight again and threw the pacifier to Taylor. 

    "Here. Put it in your mouth and suck on it." 

    "I can't. I'll puke. It's the same with the food." 

    "If you puke, you'll lick that up too. Now put the fucking pacifier in your mouth."

      Hunky Taylor L. picked up the pacifier that had been up Rupert's asshole and studied it for a moment. He could smell the other boy's ass on it. He gagged.  He started to shake with sobs.  "Please, please don't do this to me," he cried. 

    "If you don't have that pacifier in your mouth in ten seconds, I get out the car battery and fry your big balls!" 

      Meanwhile, Justin was trying to stay hidden flying coach across the ocean from America to London. Only a boy of sixteen was still baby enough to believe that once he reached Daniel, everything would be all right. Didn't he realize that the media would soon know where he was and then U. would come to reclaim him. He belonged to the tough nigger record producer and star. He was like property. U. and all of his friends fucked little Justin and used him in every sick twisted way. A few weeks ago, Justin had appeared on one of the late night talk shows. In the dressing room, his black back-up thugs had given Justin a powerful soap and water enema. They told him he had to hold it up his ass all during the performance.  He was in such terrible cramps, he could hardly sing. The black back-up boys thought it was hysterically funny. Justin feared he would pass out on national television. During the dance break in the number, he felt some water leak out of his ass and run down his leg. That was just one of hundreds of horrible degrading incidents. U. had a black rubber exact copy of his big dick made and forced Justin to keep it up his ass during whole concerts. It hurt so badly the poor boy almost blacked out. 

    But it was foolish for Justin to think he could just run away. He had considered going to the police with his problem or making it public, but even his own parents didn't care what happened to him, as long as the money kept coming in. Besides, his own dad had been abusing the boy for years. he used to make Justin walk around in nothing but tiny underpants on public beaches when the boy was twelve. He would also take Justin to the gay nude beach and make him walk around bare assed naked. His dad was a real cunt fucker. He was fucking his wife (Justin"s mom) two fourteen year old twin sisters, a neighbor woman of twenty, and any other pussy he could get. He berated Justin as a sissy and a fag from the time the boy was nine. He would make Justin stand in front of him and masturbate at nine, calling him names cause his dick was still undeveloped and he couldn't shoot yet.  He would make Justin show respect by kissing his father's big floppy dick.  Is it any wonder Justin turned out the way he did? 

    Justin cried to himself as the lights in the coach cabin dimmed so passengers could get some sleep. Because of the recession, the flight was half empty, and thankfully there was no one seated next to Justin. The poor boy took one of the blankets and covered himself. He almost slipped his thumb into his mouth, a habit he had never quite outgrown, but he stopped himself.  He began to drift off to sleep.  

    "I know who you are." A voice drifted into his just forming dreamworld.  He blinked and looked over. 

    "Huh?"  He found himself looking up at a young good looking male flight attendant. 

    "I said, I know who you are. Trying to fly incognito, huh? Get away from the photographers and press?"  

     Justin's cute young face collapsed. His mouth twitched and pulled down. The sixteen year old who was still a child inside was about to cry. "Please, please don't tell anybody."  If they found out, he would be dragged back to U. and punished. He needed to get away to find time to think how to get out of this mess, and also to be with Daniel R., his secret dream boy lover. He had never met Daniel, but it was Daniel's naked body he thought about when he masturbated. 

    "Well, I should really report that it's you. Of course then, there would be hundreds of people waiting for you when we land at Heathrow."

    "Oh God, please, no! If you only knew what I have been through. Please, I need some time to myself." 

     The flight attendant was really cute and about twenty-three.  "Well, maybe we can work something out. "

       Justin sniffed back a tear. "You want sex. Everybody wants sex."  He was sick and tired of being sexually abused. He couldn't take it any more.  

     "What do you take me for, a pervert? No I don't want sex. I have professional standards." 

     Justin's hopes blossomed. Perhaps he at last had found a nice person in whom he could trust. 

     "Oh, thank you Sir."  He said, smiling up at the handsome man. 

     "All I want you to do, is to pull that blanket over your body and take off all of your clothes and give them to me." 

     "Huh, what? " 

     "You heard me. Everything off. Shoes, socks, pants, shirt, jacket and underpants!  I want you totally bare assed naked under that blanket. I'll be back in five minutes for you clothes. And be careful, we wouldn't want any of the other passengers to see, now would we?" The attendant sauntered up the aisle laughing and bent over to listen to the request of another passenger.  

     Justin was terrified. What could he do? He could not risk be discovered.  With trembling fingers he began to remove his clothing under the blanket. Oddly enough it was his big clunky athletic shoes that gave him the most trouble. He felt somehow weak and vulnerable without them. Soon he was totally naked under the blanket. He had to scrunch down so the blanket would cover him from neck to feet. The attendant returned. 

     "Good boy. Give me your clothes. I can sell these on eBay. I'll find you something to wear before we land." He handed Justin a plastic cut.  "Here. Jerk off into this cup." 

     'Oh, God, Please don't make me do this." 

     "Lift the blanket so I can see what you look like. Do you know how much some people would pay to see Justin B. naked?  Go on, lift the blanket, or I'll take that away from you too." 

     With trembling fingers, Justin lifted the blanket off of his slender smooth naked teenage body. The attendant stared down at the nude kid. 

     "Spread your legs so I can see your dick and balls," he ordered the sixteen year old. "Better hurry, I see someone walking this way."  

     Justin spread his strong young legs. The attendant peered down at the kid's dick and nuts. Then he produced a small flashlight and shone it on the boy's genitals. 

     "Very very pretty. You are a very pretty boy. So fucking smooth. All right cover up. I'll be back in five minutes and I want to see a cup of sperm waiting for me."

     Justin crawled further under the blanket as an older woman passed him in the aisle. Then he began to masturbate his dick. He was too scared to produce an erection at first, but he thought about  Daniel, and soon he was standing tall. It doesn't take long for a sixteen year old to cum. He held the plastic cup down under the blanket and shot his load into it. 

     A few minutes later, the flight attendant returned. "Let me see." He said.  Justin held up the cup with the ejaculation in it. 

     "Not enough. Do it again."  He moved on.   

     Justin was freaking out. What could he do? He started to masturbate again. This time it took longer, and he had to stop as a teenage girl passed down the aisle. If only she had known who was hunkered down under that blanket.  His hand pounded his prick and the cockhead rubbed the coarse material of the blanket. His breathing grew heavy. At last he blasted a second load into the plastic cup. The attendant returned. 

     "Let me see."  Justin held up the cup as if for approval. 

     " Do it again." 

     "But I can't!" 

     "Don't give me that shit. Jerk off again, or I call Heathrow right now and tell whom who is on board."  

       Justin started to beat his meat once again. The cock was getting sore. The attendant lifted the blanket and shone his flashlight on the masturbating boy. Someone approached coming back from the bathroom. It was the teenage girl. Panic filled Justin's eyes. 

     "Keep jerking off. Don't stop."  The attendant said, smiling.  He lowered the blanket just as the girl passed. He smiled and spoke a few words to her, his eyes on the hand under the blanket pounding the teenage prick, causing the blanket to go up and down. 

     "Who's your favorite pop star?" The attendant asked the laughing girl. 

     She turned red. "Justin B. I think he's really good." 

      "And really cute too," the attendant said. 

      "I guess..." the girl said blushing and the attendant could almost smell the pussy juice leaking out of the girl's cunt at the very mention of Justin's name. Middle schools were having to install extra tissue dispensers in the toilets so the girls could wipe their dripping pussies, ever since Justin became a star. Eighth grade boys were trying to look like Justin, just so they could fuck some cunt. 

      While the attendant chatted with the bitch, Justin pounded his fuckmeat.  Soon after the girl moved on, the boy arched up his young body and once again came into the plastic cup. This time there were no more than a few spurts of cum. 

      The attendant smiled. "Again," he said in a friendly way. 

     "Oh please, not again. I can't anymore. It's starting to hurt."

     "Again, little boy, or I make the call!"  

      Justin started to cry as he jerked his dick for a fourth time. The attendant looked around to make sure everyone was sleeping and then removed the blanket from the pop star. Justin was now bare assed naked in the airplane seat, masturbating his teenage dick. 

      "You are quite the little teenage stud. Beat that meat harder!  Reach up and pull on your nipples. Four times can't be too much for a fucking little stud like you."

      It took Justin almost ten minutes, but at last he had another orgasm. This time a water cum ran into the cup, which was now almost a third full of boy jizz.  Justin held up the cup with shaking fingers. He looked drained and exhausted which he was. 

     The attendant studied the cup for a moment, tilting his head from one side to the other.  "Again!"  

     "I can't. I'm empty. It won't get hard. I'm serious. Please. You've had your fun. Now please let me alone." 

     "I think you'll be able to do it again, if you shove some fingers up your ass and stimulate your prostate." 

     "You can't expect me to do that,"  the boy protested.

     "Sure I can. And don't stint. Make sure you get three fingers all the way up inside your asshole. Lift one leg so I can see." 

     Justin's feet were large. When he lifted his leg, one big bare boy foot came up almost to the top of the seat. The attendant blocked the view from others with his body. Then he switched on the overhead reading lamp so it shown down on Justin's deflated spent boy dick and soft velvety ball sack. 

      "Go on, fuck three finger in and out of your asscunt while you beat off." 

       The worst thing was, there were still three hours left of the flight.