The Castle was nearly deserted. They had completed the last day of filming on the last of the “Boy Wizard” films. It was over. The place was quiet except for the grunts and moans coming from dark corner of the awesome old fortress.  The moans came from female star Emma, the grunts from a naked sweaty Rupert who was fucking the shit out of her. He slammed his huge red haired dick into her stretched pussy, his pale muscular ass globes gleaming in the moonlight pouring through a high narrow window. His fat full balls slapped against her cuntpad as he fucked balls deep into the starlet. The grunts grew louder. His face looking down on her made a grimace and he spit on her nose and eyes. His mop of red hair danced as he pounded his hips into her, sending his huge fat pulsing dick deeper and deeper into her cunt.

   “It hurts…it hurts so bad…” she sobbed. And he laughed and fucked harder. He leaned down and started to chew on her nipples as he got closer and closer to shooting his massive young man wad into her fuck ditch. He arched his back like a satyr, threw back his head and howled as his dick meat sprayed her womb with fuckslop.  His big nuts churned and rolled. Spray after spray of baby batter bubbled in her cunthole.

     When his orgasm subsided, he pulled out. His fuckmeat was massive, thick as a wrist and eleven inches long. He stood up, naked, the light playing off his pale body, proud of his masculinity. He looked down at the bitch he had been fucking since she was fourteen.

     “It’s over, Cunt. That was your last fuck from me. The movies are finished, and I am finished with you. Time to find some fresh twat!”

      “Please Rupert, can’t we still be close? I love being with you so much.”

      “No, Bitch, you love my big fat fucker! You are a fucking dick addict! Go suck off and get fucked by your next leading man, if you can find any other straight actors!” Rupert hated the fact that so many people in the film and theatre and music industry were faggots. Guys were always hitting on the young stud. The only positive side of the whole thing was that he had gotten into serious fag bashing and truly enjoyed it. He kicked Emma with one bare foot.

       “See you around, Cunt!”   he turned and walked away, his muscular naked ass cheeks rolling. He loved to show off. He knew he had a truly humongous hunk of fuckmeat and that girls and guys alike were really impressed.  Emma struggled to her knees, tears running down her cheeks, and cum running down her legs from her stretched out cunt lips. She had given her virginity to Rupert. She had given him everything.

       He padded on big bare feet across the castle hall/movie set. He went down a hallway and through another door into a dungeon like room. There a pleasant sight greeted his eyes.  The star of the film series, and one of the biggest celebrities in the world lay naked on the floor, His legs spread and tied to his wrists. Thick string tied the big toe of each foot to a heavy industrial paper clip attached to each of the star’s swollen nipples.

       Daniel was sobbing quietly and pathetically. And I was the cause of this clan destined meeting. I had informed Rupert of Daniel’s seriously twisted, perverted homosexual lust for him. You see, I am a psychologist and sex therapist to the stars. Studios hire me to help their sexually disturbed young stars deal with crisis. They also hire me to find suitable sexual outlets for the stars, so the public never ever learns the truth about their favorites. Daniel was one such star. What if the public learned that everybody’s favorite boy wizard, the idol of million of children and young adults was a homosexual with a strong masochistic streak?

     It was my job to give such young stars outlets. Thus, I had put Daniel in a stage show where he was humiliated naked on stage in front of an audience every evening, giving him a kind of sexual catharsis.

     Truth be told, I secretly enjoyed fucking up these young stars no end. By the time I finished with them, they were dug riddled sexually fucked up ruins. Teen heart throb Cory H. was one of my first successes. I had him sucking dogs and chimpanzees  and doing unspeakable things. I had him hurting and abusing his own body. He never recovered. I once had Cory on a fucking machine for a solid week! He almost lost his mind. I also enjoyed using stars against each other. And that brings us to Rupert and Daniel.

     “How you doing, Faggot?”  Rupert said, walking naked over to the bound Daniel and looking down at him. As I said, Rupert was proud of his body. Now his huge fucker swung flaccidly over those gigantic low hanging nuts. The dick glistened with Emma’s cunt juice and Rupert’s own cock slop.

      “Please, Rupert. You got it wrong. I never really hit on you. We are friends. We’ve been friends since the first movie. Don’t do this to me!” Tears filled the beautiful big eyes of the boy star.

      Rupert kicked Daniel in the face with his fare foot. “Shut the fuck up, Mate, I’m talking now. And when I talk, you shut the fuck up and listen.” Rupert smiled that world famous smirk.

     “I just fucked Emma for the last time. Christ is she ever going to miss my dick! Anyway, I brought you a treat.  Usually I have her lick her cunt juice and my dick slop off the meat to clean it up. But today, since it is the last day of shooting and all, I thought I would let you do the honors!”

       Rupert squatted down nest to Daniel’s face. His gigantic floppy fuck hose wobbled and danced, slick with the results of the recent fuck.

       “You been wanting to get my dick in your mouth for almost eight years. At first, I thought we were true mates. Best friends for life. I really loved and trusted you. But then, slowly, when I realized you were a fucking poofter, I came to see that it wasn’t my friendship you were after. Just like everyone else, you were after my horsedick! Do you know how many producers, directors, costume and set designers have begged me for this fuckmeat? Do you know how many of the fucking queers acting in these God damned films have slobbered over the thought that they might get a taste of my fucker? Shit, half the old farts in these films are queers. “Oh Rupert, care to come to supper?” “Rupert, why not relax at my country home this weekend?” Fuck that shit. I believe you were true. I believed you were noble! I believed you were straight!”

       “Honest to God, Rupert. I am your friend. I don’t know what I am. I am getting counseling, but it’s just fucking me up more. I am so confused.”

       Rupert hawked a huge gob of spit onto Daniels pretty face. “Don’t give me that shite! You fucking danced around bare assed on a stage in that fucking horse play!

Do you think I would be caught dead doing that? You showed everybody in the fucking world your dick! What, trying to pick up queers? Trying to sell your ass?”

       “My therapist made me do it. I was blackmailed and controlled and…I don’t know. Please I need your friendship!”  Beautiful Daniel was crying quite hard now. The cramps in his legs and feet were agonizing, and his nipples were painfully stretched.

       “Do you know what you need, Mate? You need to clean Emma’s cunt juice off my dirty dick! Now stick out your tongue and start licking.”

       “Please, Rupert. This is sick. I don’t want to…” Rupert yanked on the string attaching Daniels nipples to his big toes. The boy howled in pain.

      “I said start licking my dick clean!”

        Poor young Daniel turned his head and began to lick the huge dickhead of Rupert’s fuckmeat. He scooped the drying cuntsauce mixed with Rupert’s spooge onto his tongue. The big prick wobbled and shook as it was licked.

       “Doesn’t that taste good, huh? I hear blokes like you prefer the taste of cock to any food on earth. That right, Faggot Boy? You live to taste cock? Been waiting a long time to taste my cock, haven’t you? Yes. Lick up and down the stalk. Get all that sticky fuck slop off of it. Can you taste Emma’s fishy cunt? I wish the world could see you now. Daniel, the boy wizard, idol of millions, cleaning a big thick juicy dick with his tongue. That’s so good, isn’t it. Make piggy sounds to show me how good that is.”

    Rupert reached down and gave Daniel’s big balls a slap to get him to show his enthusiasm.  Daniel started to make pig sounds. Slurping and grunting as he licked the big floppy cock.

     “You really are disgusting, Daniel. Do you know that? Do you know how disgusting you truly are? Oh look, there is some dried cum and cunt juice on my balls as well. And the red ball hairs are coated with fuck residue. Better lick my balls real good too and suck all those ball hairs nice and clean.”

        Rupert  had always been a bit resentful that the world had always thought Daniel to be beautiful, while Rupert was considered the geeky freckled odd one! Girls like him well enough, but they swooned over Daniel’s looks, and Daniel was a fucking faggot! Rupert decided then and there that he would reveal Daniel’s true nature to the world. But he would do it in such a way that it would destroy Daniel forever! Shite, these days faggots could still have decent show business careers. But not if Daniel were revealed to be so totally sick and disgusting that no decent person would even speak to him!

      “You are really enjoying licking my balls, aren’t you, Danny boy?  I can tell. Your dick is getting hard. What a fucking pervert you are. Yeah, lick my big nads.  Lift each ball on your tongue and bathe it with your spit! Do you know how many slags I have fucked with this big dick since I was fourteen? Hundreds. I have fucked hundreds of pussies. I’ve got eight illegitimate children, did you know? Eight? I love to fuck a really  young bitch and get her pregnant and not allow her to get an abortion! Make her suffer a bit, you know, for the pleasure she had with my big dick!  Yeah, get those balls all shiny and clean.” 

        Rupert noticed Daniels Iphone lying on the floor a short distance away, amid his cloathing. He had conned Daniel into this situation by actually seducing him, telling him he wanted to be alone with him after the last day of filming. Daniel had been falling in love with Rupert for years, and finally his attentions were being returned.  Well, it was a ruse, and now Daniel lay tied up and tortured.

       Rupert got up, fetched the phone and then squatted once again over the boy’s face, this time a foot on either side of his head. 

       His huge balls draped Daniel’s nose and mouth. Daniel dutifully licked, his own dick hard now and leaking pre-cum.

      “Now, Daniel, my oh so special mate, I want you to lick out my asshole!”  Chuckling, Rupert rested his muscular ass cheeks on Daniel’s face. Then he wiggled to the young star’s nose and mouth went into the ass crack.

      “I want to feel your tongue way up me arsehole, Mate!”  Rupert reached down and grabbed one ass cheek and pulled, opening up the crack to give Daniel access to the brown puckered hole.”

       “Please, Rupert don’t do this. Think what you are..mmmmmfffffffff!”

       “Lick my shithole!”  Rupert bounced a bit on Daniel’s face, forcing the boy’s tongue into his rectum.

        “If I don’t feel that boy wizard tongue deep up my shithole in five seconds, I am going to give you extreme pain!”

         What could Daniel Do? He started to lick out Rupert’s sweaty asshole! The next time you watch one of these films, think about this touching romantic site! Hunky Rupert, sitting right down on Daniel’s face, with Daniels tongue flicking about deep in the pink dirty asshole of the other boy. Rupert’s fat fuckhog was growing thick and long again from the stimulation. He was a boy who could fuck six times a day and not feel any strain.

     “Oh yeah, Harry boy, lick out my shitholer! Let me feel your spit up there. Now suck on my ass ring while you tongue my rectum!  Shite yes! Do you know how much a straight bloke loves to have his asshole sucked? And for some reason, the bitches don’t like to do it. Not even for a fucking teenage movie star!  Maybe it’s because I never pay much attention to cleaning myself back there. That could be it. But you faggots love the flavor, don’t you? Would you believe I got a fan letter from a faggot in America who offered me two thousand American dollars for a pair of my dirty underpants? How fucking sick is that? Two thousand dollars, and you are getting your meal for free!  Hold on you are going to love this, I think I need to fart!  Keep that tongue working while I blow a fart! “

       Rupert let out a loud cheer as he blew a huge fart all over the face of the ass sucking Daniel. Poor Daniel almost passed out.

        Rupert sat there on Daniel’s face for ten minutes, just relaxing and enjoying the ass sucking. When Daniel enthusiasm lagged because of exhaustion, Rupert would slap the boy’s scrotum nice and hard. This is how straight boys deal with faggots. You can preach sexual tolerance and acceptance all you want in public, but this is how faggots are dealt with by straight boys in private. In reality.

      Soon, Ruperts ass juice and Daniel’s spit was running out of the asshole and all over the sucking boy’s face. Rupert entertained himself by playing with Daniel’s Iphone. And then he struck gold!

       He couldn’t believe the twitter he was reading. It had been sent to Daniel by the number one boy music star in the entire world, Justin B. The sixteen year old kid who had been discovered on You Tube by the black music Icon U. This fucking twitter form the boy wonder of the music industry read like a fucking love letter! It was all about how lonely Justin was, and how he hated pretending to like all the girls who were always all over him. It said how much he worshipped and admired Daniel, and how he had grown up on the Harry P. movies. The messages kept coming as Daniel had apparently built up a kind of flirty friendship with sixteen year old Justin.

      Finally Justin had said that he was coming to London, and could he please, please have a private meeting with Daniel?

      “Another fucking faggot!”  Rupert howled grinding his ass down harder on Daniel’s face. He would show the little boy cunt a thing or two. He would set up the meeting and go in Daniel’s place. Then he would beat the crap out of the little baby heartthrob. Beat the crap out of him and fuck him senseless. 

       Across the world, in America at that very moment, U. was pulling his beer can thick foot long dick out of the just fucked ass of Justin B. The boy was bent over a chair in his dressing room. U. had come to see the concert and check up on the boy he had made into a mega-star. Whenever he visited Justin, he always threw a fuck or three into the cute little twerp. After all, that was part of the deal. When he had first discovered Justin when the boy was fourteen, he had informed him that he would make him a huge star, with the condition that Justin would suck or get fucked by  U. and whoever the hell else U. wanted to use the boy.

     It had been damned hard those first few times, taking that massive dick up his tiny virgin fourteen year old asshole. And learning to swallow big black cock! Several times, Justin had wanted to  give up his budding career because he thought he just could not take the sexual abuse any longer. But Justin’s mom, had insisted that he persist. She was enjoying life as a millionaire.

     And so she shopped at Gucci and Justin got “nigga”  dick up his fourteen year old ass five to fifteen times every single day. They used the boy every which way. His six back up dancers shot their spunk into his throat just before every concert to give the boy’s voice that sexy thick coated quality. U. sent friends and business partners back after every concert to slam their dicks into the kid’s poor raped asshole. Sometimes it was so bad, Justin could not walk for days. His tender asshole was now permanently the size of a silver dollar. He had trouble controlling his bowels. He wanted, he needed to escape.  Mentally, he escaped into the world of his dream lover, Daniel R. He had worshipped Harry P. long before he had discovered sexuality. Whenever he felt depressed or lonely, which was a lot, he would pretend he was living in the world of Harry P. and the  school of wizardry.

        “Pay attention, Asswipe, when you clean my dick!” U. slapped his big shit streaked black dick across the boy’s soft young face.

         Justin came back to reality and licked his ass slime off the thickly veined coke can thick prick. Then without warning, U. began to piss on the boy’s face.

      Have you seen that sweet race on television? That angelic pure,  young innocent face? Imagine a big black dick hovering over it and a hard spray of thick yellow piss splashing across that nose and into those eyes. Justin knew what to do. He at once opened his mouth and tried to swallow as much of U.’s strong yellow piss as he could. He could be punished for spilling any piss, and now it was all over the dressing room.

      “You been getting sloppy and lazy lately, Justin. I think it’s time we got you back in shape!” 

       Justin gulped down the piss as quickly as he could. But the black man’s piss spray was like a fire hose. He pissed so hard and heavy it actually stung the cute boy’s smooth baby face.

      “You get your fucking teenage brain off of the cunt and think about servicing us…your brothers and your teachers…and your fucking masters!”

        Little did U. know, that Justin’s brain was no on cunt, teenage or otherwise. He hated the girls who screamed and fainted and clamored after him. His brain was on his escape world, on his secret idol.  On Daniel.  He imagined how Daniel looked naked. He had seen the pictures on the internet. He dreamed of licking Daniel’s armpits and under his big balls. In his imagination Daniel’s balls tasted so much better than U.’s,  or the balls of the countless other men, black and white, he had been forced to lick. He dreamed of Daniel tongue kissing him and playing with his perky little boy nipples. He dreamd of Daniel peeling back his foreskin and sliding his British dick up Jusin’s tender sixteen year old asshole.

      I was going to help to make his dream come true. But not in the way he imagined.

           

  Young International star and heartthrob Justin B. was exhausted. Still he kept singing and dancing. He only had to finish this last song, and perhaps he could rest. The life of a pop star is tough. He'd already done one concert tonight in front of 30,000 screaming teenage girls and their wet cunted mothers. Justin knew the mothers wanted his dick as much as the girls. Shit, they came right up and offered themselves to him.  And the girls! Tonight as he and his bodyguards had entered the arena passed lines of thousands of girls holding their iphones high to snap pics of the their dreamboat, five girls near the rope who could not have been more than twelve, suddenly lifted their short skirts to reveal that they wore no panties. Justin was staring at the little bald pussies of these pre-teen sluts. Little baby slits not even with fully formed cuntal lip development. It was hot. Justin's main bodyguard almost shot a load in his pants. Since Justin wasn't allowed near cunt except for publicity moments, the bodyguard got as much teen and pre-teen pussy as he could handle. Sometimes he would trade a blow job or an ass fuck with a young female fan for a pair of Justin's dirty sweaty underpants, or a used jock strap. 

     But the concert in progress was different. It was a private performance for a small party U. the black mega-star and the dude who had discovered and who now controlled Justin was throwing for some friends.  Justin was singing and dancing like crazy on the small stage. The only difference was, he twas totally bare assed naked. That's right. The teenage super-star was bare assed except for a huge clunky pair of white athletic shoes. His pale young sixteen year old body glistened with sweat. Sweat ran down from his armpits over his slender torso and hips. Sweat dripped from his small compact balls. As he danced his average sized teenage dick flopped about. Next to the huge dicks on the black men present at the party, Justin's boy prick looked like a peanut.

      He was so exhausted he felt like his legs would collapse, but still he slid across the floor and wiggled and jumped, doing street dancing moves while he sang. And then he moved wrong and felt something inside slip ever so slightly. Anyone watching Justin's beautiful smooth pale teenage bubble butt would have seen the sight, and plenty of black men and their female dates at the party were watching the boy wonder. It was like the sweating, dancing boy farted. His sexy ass cheeks parted ever so slight and something wet bubbled out from his asshole. It was white and stringy and gooey. It was cum. Cum started to leak from Justin's asshole. It ran down his strong young legs, leaving streaks of white. It spurted from the teen boy shithole. Cum!  Before this concert, Justin had been ass fucked by nine big dicked black men. 

       He had been fucked for over four hours. His tender little boy asshole had been stretched by huge nigger dicks and then fucked raw. This was an almost nightly occurrence. Justin's ass pucker was almost permanently swollen, the asshole turned out a bit so the asslips were thick and corregated. He was in constant pain, not only from the red raw asslips, but from the stretched hole and rectum. He had learned the hard way that many niggers have really huge dicks. He was fucked so often and so hard that he often had trouble now controlling is bowels. U. laughed and said he would be the only teenage pop star who had to wear diapers. Getting fucked in every way imaginable was part of Justin's deal. Part of his contract if you will. It was the price he payed for stardom. But he hated it and wanted out. 

      Now as he danced and sang, the sweat of fear joined that of exhaustion. U. had warned him that if he lost control of his boypussy muscles and the cum leaked out of his ass, he would be punished. He started to cry. but no one noticed as the tears just joined the glisten or sweat on the boy's face. 

      U. had four fingers up the swollen cunt of a thirteen year old white female fan. He was preparing her for his dick. The poor young bitch had no idea when she had been invited back stage, that her evening would end like this.  Her baby nipples on her rather flat chest were chewed almost bloody. She knew she was in over her head. U. had just informed her that in a few minutes she would have to not only suck his massive black dick, but take it all the way down her little throat. She was afraid it would kill her. But it was her one chance to see Justin B. up close. Now as she watched him dancing totally naked, she crawled away from the pain in her pussy and into a Justin B. dreamscape. She imagined it was Justin who was fingerfucking her young teen pussy, stretching the cuntal passage and tugging on the clitoris. In her mind, Justin was doing it out of love.  

      Justin's only chance to escape punishment was if the cum running out of his tight globed young ass and down his legs would mingle and get lost with the sweat pouring off of him. Perhaps U. was too busy with the young cunt to notice the cum bubbling out of the pop star's recently fucked asshole. 

      But U. was a professional in every sense. He didn't miss a trick. "I saw that, Fuckboy! We'll settle up, later," he shouted over the music, a grin on his black handsome face.

      Justin felt his legs almost give underneath him. Later! The punishments U. and his friend administered were even worse than the constant fucking. They actually enjoyed seeing the young pop-God in agony.  Sometimes they gave Justin a hot soap and water enema. They pumped so much soapy water in the boy, that Justin's tight sleek teen belly bloated out until he looked like a nine month pregnant sow. The pain was blinding. Then he made him hold the soap water enema and dance for them. He would often black out from the pain. Sometimes he then had to squat over a pan and shit out the soap water and then drink it, repeating the process over and over. Justin's thin high teenage boy trembled as he sang and his cock and balls slapped about in his dance moves. More and more of the cum from nine black dicks bubbled from his asshole and ran down his legs. He needed to escape. He needed to get out of this hell-hole. He needed to escape to his own personal dreamworld. A dreamworld where he joined Daniel R. the teenage star of the Harry P. Boy Wizard films. Daniel was Justin's dream lover. He fantasized that Daniel would take care of him and protect him. Daniel would love him. Daniel would make sure he was safe. 

       Truth be told, Daniel R. was in no position to protect anyone. He was suspended upside down naked, hanging from his wrists and ankles while Rupert G. his co-star in the Harry P. films shoved his huge fat horse cock up Daniel's well fucked asshole. Rupert's red haired pale skinned teenage fuck meat was so thick that on each outward stroke, he pulled some of Daniel's pink inner asscunt flesh out with the force. Daniel screamed with pain, as the laughing boy yanked the huge hunk of cockmeat out until only the apple sized head was still inside the distended rectum.

      "You love my big dick Daniel, and you know it! Here it comes again!" And then Rupert would slam the fuckmeat balls deep, forcing the length of prick into Daniel's intestines. Young sweet faced Daniel R. had truly never felt anything so horrendously painful in his young life. He had no idea how emma had been able to take Rupert's massive fucker, but he knew Rupert had been fucking the female star since the very first movie. Rupert, who hated faggots, had suspected inside from the start that Daniel was a fucking queer, but they were both young and rather inexperienced at the time. So they became fast friends.  Daniel would constantly send Rupert "friendly" notes and cards that bordered on love letters. He would stare at Rupert with those big round eyes and almost swoon. Rupert ignored this for a few years, for the sake of the film and their friendship. But it began to irritate him more and more. He decided to test Daniel. He would tell him in detail what emma's soft young cunt felt like wrapped around his fat dick. He would describe with glee how he made Emma drink his piss. Daniel looked at Rupert as if he worshipped him. Rupert offered Emma's pussy to Daniel, but the small slender boy refused.  Very suspicious. 

       As the boy's grew older and Rupert's prick grew larger and larger, even the guys on the crew joked and kidded how the boy needed his costumes specially made to hid the huge flopping fucker. Rupert continued to test Daniel. He would shower near him after shooting all day, and then pad on bare feet over to the shy Daniel and chat with him, while "absentmindedly playing" with his wrist thick dick. Sure enough, Daniel's eyes always went right down to the fuckmeat. Daniel also started to hang on Rupert, and more and more frequently, the boy wizard would brush up against Rupert and let his fingers brush over the red head's fuck lump. 

     Daniel started to date girls now and then to cover-up his true feelings. Rupert didn't know what to think. But every fucking time he started to trust Daniel again, the teen idol would do something even more queer and fucked up. One time, Rupert entered his trailer to find Daniel there. That was no big deal, the young stars often used each other's stuff. But Rupert was shocked to see Daniel smelling and licking the pouch of one of Rupert's dirty jock straps. I mean, how fucking sick is that? 

It got worse and worse. Ruperts piss stained and cum leaked and shit tracked sweaty boxer underpants would go missing. He knew who was sucking on them. One day, he decided to test Daniel yet again. Rupert jerked off into a condom, something he seldom used when fucking cunt.  He left the stretched and cum filled rubber lying on an end table in his trailer. The only person to enter the trailer was Daniel. And sure enough. The condom disappeared. Rupert almost puked as he imagined Daniel R. one of the biggest stars on the planet, sucking the cum out of his used rubber. 

      I, Daniel's sex therapist, didn't learn this until much later. Even Daniel was too ashamed to tell me this at first. Daniel was sent to me when two men on the lighting crew he was sucking off, reported him to the studio heads. They were afraid a scandal might jeopardize the entire film series. Daniel was sent to me, and I decided to  ruin the beautiful young boy for life. It was I who alerted Rupert that something had to be done to punish Daniel for messing up not only their friendship, but their lives. But on with our story. 

        Rupert fucked Daniel as the small pale British boy swung from his ankles and wrists. The fat dick of the red head slammed into the teen rectum, stretching the anal ring more and more with each lusty fuck. Every now and then the fucking red head slapped Daniel's pale ass globes or thighs. 

       "You are getting listless on me, Mate! And I hate a listless fuck! It's me, your best mate, Rupert. The least you could do is work those cunt muscles around me fucker! You need something to perk you up."  Rupert pulled out, a long string of fuck slime connecting the swollen red ass lips of Daniel to the fat pink cockhead of the other star. As Rupert padded across the room, the string of fuck slime broke. The red-headed teen's coke can thick dick bobbed and danced, hard and throbbing as he crossed the room to fetch something. His young ass cheeks rolled. He whistled some tune. He was happy as could be. 

       "Please Rupert, don't do this.Yes, I have a crush on you. Yes I may be gay. My therapist convinced me of that, but it's not my fault, honest!" Daniels, sweet young face twisted with torment. Tears bubbled from his eyes and ran into the river-lets created by the wrinkles on his anguished face. 

       Rupert turned, a sour expression on his face. "What do you mean, you can't help it? Of course you can help it. Fuck cunt and stop drooling over my dick! But it's too late now, isn't it old thing? You pranced around Broadway starkers and sucked off every young actor you could get your mouth on."  It was true. I had arranged it so that Daniel had to suck dick and get fucked every night before this Broadway debut. We wanked him until his balls were empty, so his teenage dick would look small and pathetic on stage. We beat his balls so the sack looked swollen and made the dick look even smaller. So many girls of eleven to God knows how old were disappointed at the pathetic noodle hanging between the wizard's legs in the famous nude scene. They didn't know that Daniel sported a very nice sized fucker, but we had depleated it of everything each night before the show. Daniel's humiliation was extreme to say the least.We also worked his nipples with sandpaper and clips so they were pink and puffy rather like girl's tits. But his fans still adored him. His nude scene became an international sensation. So I knew Daniel needed further abuse, and I brought Rupert in on the games. 

     Rupert has a wonderful natural sadistic streak in him. Even when he fucks girls, it's all about power and pain. He takes true delight in bashing faggots. 

     Rupert now returned to the suspended naked Daniel R. In his hands he held ten long thing needles. Daniel's always large round eyes widened even more when he saw these. 

     "Rupert please, for the love of God, we are friends. We are best mates. We have to go on tour together to promote the film. How can we do that after you do something like this to me?"  

      "Easy peasy my little Matey! In front of the cameras we will be as friendly as can be. I sling my arm over your shoulder and we will be all cheerful and chatty with the reporters. But in private, you will be my fuck-salve, pervy little faggot toy, what I can hurt and abuse to my heart's content. And if  you don't agree, Daniel me-boy, I will reveal to the world press that you are a cocksucking cunt-arsed fairy.  Think how that would totally fuck your life and your career! And how sorry everyone would feel for me who had to endure you faggoty advances. My career would sky-rocket. So be a good boy, Daniel and beg me real nice to stick these lovely long needles into the soles of your big bare feet!" 

       "Oh God, Rupert, no, please..no...." Daniel wailed. 

       "I hear that the bottom of the feet are really incredibly sensitive. Let's see shall we? Ask me real nice to stick the needles nice and deep into your feet." 

       "Rupert, for the love of God..." 

       Rupert had never been a patient boy. He would get irritated easily on the set while filming. Now he lost his patience. He jabbed one of the needles into Daniel's floppy bare scrotum. Daniel's high pitched scream filled the room. 

      "It's your own fault. I told you to beg me to stick the needles into your feet."  

       The pain in Daniel's nuts was excruciating. He almost blacked out.  "Puh....puh....lease, Rupert stick the needles into my feet!"  he sobbed.  

      "You can ask nicer than that!" 

      Daniel squeezed his eyes shut. "Please Rupert, would you please stick the needles into my feet?" 

       "Oh Danny-boy. This is hot. This is so fucking hot. Jesus, look at my fat dick leak. I am leaking pre-fuck all over the fucking floor. If you weren't hanging from the ceiling, you could lick it up. I leak alot. When I fuck Emma, the bed sheets get soaked with my prick juice and I make the bitch suck it out of the bedsheets. Okay my very best friend, you want needles in your feet. You get needles in your feet. This is going to really hurt, I bet!" 

        The soles the feet are filled with nerves and connect to the rest of the entire body. Daniel's body jerked and stiffened as Rupert shoved one long needle deep into the bottom of his pale pink foot. His toes curled, his torso twisted and jerked and he swung. It wasn't even a scream that came from his lips. It was primal wail. Spit flew from his mouth as he snapped his head from side to side. The second needle went into the sole of the other foot. What a fucking movie this would make. Well it did. I had Rupert film everything for me, to help me in my sex therapy studies. Rupert had so much fun, that when the needles were gone, sticking out of Daniel's big bare feet, he went back to the work table for some more. But now he had other plans.  

      "I'm tired of sticking them in your feet. I wonder how it would feel, if I shoved a needle right through the head of your dick!" 

      "Nngggghhhhhhhhhh! No...please...oh please don't!" 

      "Sure. Why not? You don't use your dick anyway. You only need your mouth and cunt for sex. Let me just push back this nice thick foreskin. You have beautiful foreskin, mate, know that? There now I can see the nice pink dickhead. Your dick head is so much smaller than mine. Like an olive next to an apple. Now, I'm going to shove this long needle right through the head of your dick!" 

        Do you know how much certain gentlemen would pay for this video? Pay to see Daniel R. with needles in his feet and in his teenage dick? Pay to see his cute young face twisted in agony? But I don't need money, so I will only share the film with selected friends. Besides, this film is just the trailer. Just the tease. There would be so much more fun ahead for our boy Daniel. This was nothing. Rupert was good, but he was just a rank amateur. A kid. Wait until the pros go to work on Danny. 

       Later, much later, after Rupert had stuck pins through Daniel's pouty pink nipples and into his ball sack. And after he had fucked him to a blissful cum, Rupert rode around the room with Daniel as his horsey.  Daniel, with the pins still in his feet, had to crawl on hands and knees, with Rupert on his back, slapping his naked ass and shouting, " Come on Boy...faster. Gallop, you faggot horse!" 

         It was while Rupert was taking a break form his horse riding and allowing Daniel the horse, a drink of fresh piss from a pail on the floor, that Rupert told the boy of his plans for Justin B. 

      "The little cunt is in love with you. He wants to come over and meet you and fuck around with you. So I invited him. He's going to meet you at a private flat behind the Strand Hotel off Covent Garden.  Only he won't be meeting you! He will be meeting me. Oh, don't worry, after I work him over real good, I will introduce him to you, and the two of you can do some faggot shows for the video camera. That will be some added insurance. I have lots of nice games planned for you and your girlfriend Justin. Or will Justin be the man, and will you be the twat? Or maybe you'll take turns. That's it. You'll take turns.  'Justin baby, tonight you be the fucking bitch, okay darling?' "  Rupert laughed and slammed a belt across Daniel's ass globes to get him drinking piss with more enthusiasm. 

     I wonder how Justin will look sucking dog dick?  Really cute I'll bet. All that floppy hair clogged and streaked with canine sperm. Dog cum running from his nose and mouth. Won't that be a sight?  I can't wait until little Justin B. arrives!"

  U. slid his thick veiny black prick out of the sore stretched asshole of young pop star Justin. He had been fucking him for almost forty-five minutes. Each time he approached an orgasm, and his huge black balls had drawn up toward the bast of his fat dick, U. had stopped thrusting to allow the impending blast to abate. He love to fuck not only hard, but also long. He enjoyed seeing the boy or girl he was fucking suffer. This was part of the thrill for him even during his sex games with his wife and son. It was also part of the reason his wife Tam was drawing away from him. Before their marriage, she had no idea he had such perverted sexual interests. On their wedding night, however, he had invited five of his black brothers to sample the bride's cunt. And that was just the start. She would never forget the day she had walked in to discover U. on the living room carpet fucking the pale white tight little ass of fourteen year old Justin B.  U. explained that it was all a part of his Artist's temperament, and that he could not be contained or stifled in his passionate pursuits.She wanted out, she wanted to take their tiny son and get away, but she actually felt threatened by the whole environment in which her husband moved. 

    Justin had zoned out during this evening's fuck. His young teenage ass had been fucked by so much dick that he hardly felt anything anymore. This very night, he had been forced to take four white and six huge ugly black dicks up his tender stretched teenage asshole. He bore the pain bravely, but he swore to himself that this would be the last time. He no longer even cared about his career, he needed to get out. More than that, he needed to get to the one person who in his boyish idealism, he felt could bring him happiness, teen movie star and idol of millions, Daniel R. And Daniel had texted him back from London, saying "Come to me as soon as possible."  

     With cum leaking from his raw boy cunt, Justin hiked up his boxers and pants and bid his "friends" goodnight. His "bodyguards" or jailers to be more precise, drove him back to his hotel. He dutifully called his mom to say goodnight, even though he harbored some amount of hatred toward her, because to rake in the profits of her son's stardom, she and his dad had knowingly turned him over to the sexual lusts of agents, producers, directors, record moguls, and business men. They had sat in the next room while his virgin asshole had been raped by U. the first time. Justin often pondered how they must have felt knowing a muscular black man was shoving his swollen leaking dick into the virgin rectum of their son.  The world knew that U. had faith in Justin's talent. What they didn't know was that it was the talent of his young fourteen year old asshole and mouth. Now two years later, Justin was the biggest pop music star in the world, and he was getting fucked and sucking dick almost continually. He was used like a fucking animal. 

     So on this night, Justin did not collapse exhausted into his plush hotel bed. Tried as he was, he went to work. He stuffed a backpack with clothing, got his passport, credit cards, and cash in order, donned his favorite pair of high tops, and proceeded to leave the hotel suite via the balcony. It was dangerous, and foolhardy, but he had no choice. He knew U. would never let him go. He was just one of the mega-star's bitches. He scrambled over two other balconies, the cold night wind biting at his pale pink boy flesh. His cheeks grew rosy and his mop of hair snapped about. He knew one of the other suites on the floor was vacant, and now he broke through the balcony window into that empty space. He gently opened the door to the hallway, peering down toward his own rooms and the bodyguards always on duty. His heart beat wildly in his slender young chest. He had to make it to the elevator unnoticed. 

      Across the world, It was already early morning. Rupert G. co-star of the "boy wizard" movies was stretched out bare assed naked on his silk sheets. He lay on his back, legs spread, his huge fat dick resting across his bloated fucksack, surrounded by red prick hair. What a night it had been for him. He had finally gotten revenge on that fucking faggot, Daniel R. After years of trusting and loving Daniel as a best friend, he had slowly become award that the "boy wizard"  was a fucking homo how was always running his hands over Rupert's shoulders and ass globes. Daniel used every excuse possible to feel up his friend. Every chance to change next to him to get a good look at his fucking horse dick. Everyone on the set knew that Rupert had a fucking huge cock. It was common knowledge But Christ, Daniel started to talk about it like he owned it. Like it was his dick. Then the stories had started about Daniel sucking off guys on the crew and hitting on other boy actors in the films. Rupert felt betrayed. He had given his loyalty, his friendship to this fucking cocksucker! From that moment on, he swore revenge. Tonight, after fucking Emma goodbye after the rap party, he had literally kidnapped Daniel and fucked the shit out of him. Then he had tortured him some. But not enough. Oh no, this was just the start of the fun. 

    Rupert moaned in his sleep, and his fuckmeat stirred and stretched. He curled his big toes and turned on one side, the moonlight playing over his ample muscular ass globes. 

     Daniel was already at work. With his tongue.  He sat in Rupert's expansive closet, naked on the carpet, where he carefully licked Rupert's shoes clean. He had been ordered to get all fifteen pair of dress, casual, and sports shoes spotless.  Daniel's body, was much smaller than Ruperts, and although he had recently developed hair on his chest, stomach, and legs, he still looked like the little boy he had played in the world's most famous film series.  He sat there licking the tops and bottom of the large shoes, wondering what would happen when the intended press junket got underway. Would Rupert continue to use him? Would he continue to fuck him as he had been doing to Emma for the last few years. Daniel had often heard and even seen Emma's agony as Rupert slammed his fucking animal dick into the girl's tender young cunt and asshole. Emma was in love with Rupert's fuckmeat, she was addicted to it. And now Daniel feared that he might be as well. 

    Little did he know that I (the psychiatrist and sexual therapist telling this story to you) had conditioned Daniel to degrade and humiliate himself not only for Rupert but for countless other sexual brutes. These were just some of the perks of my profession. And yes, I sampled Daniel's sweet tight little ass countless times myself. I skull fucked our little Harry P. until I almost yanked his ears off with the power of my throat fucking thrusts. But this is about Daniel, not me. 

     Daniel not only wondered  abut the up-coming press junket, but also about his future plans to star in a Broadway musical. Would he be able to? Would Rupert let him? Would Rupert ruin his career. Was Daniel's star falling even as Rupert's rose? Why had Rupert become such a sadistic bastard? Was it just in his nature? As he pondered these things and others, Daniel heard a clock chime. "Shit" he muttered and crawled from the closet into the plush bedroom. He crawled on all fours across the carpet, his smooth pale back and tight round ass looking beautiful in the first light of dawn creeping through the window. Daniel had been given orders. To fall short of fulfilling them, meant more horrible pain. He had been told to wake Rupert, and to wake him in a special way. Daniel crawled up onto the high bed, his body slipping on the white silk sheets. He gently moved up to the heavily sleeping body of his teenage co-star. He looked at the boy, bare assed naked as he slept, and Daniel couldn't help the stirring he felt in his own nuts. Daniel leaned down and began to gently lick Rupert's balls. This is how he had been instructed to wake him. He lapped at the red haired scrotum, moving the nuts in the thick skin sack. He tasted ball sweat and urine and sperm. Daniel gently lifted a big nut on his tongue and then lightly sucked on it. Rupert's fuckmeat stirred and moved and slapped Daniel in the face. The sleeping boy stretched and moaned and turned on his stomach, depriving Daniel of the sack to suck. But there was a plan B. Rupert had carefully covered this contingency. Daniel now moved between his former friend's legs. He lowered his cute world famous face and began to lick Rupert's hunky ass crack. Rupert has large meaty ass cheeks, and so Daniel extended his tongue as far as he could and buried it in the crevasse between the globes. His tongue sought out the asshole itself and flicked back and forth across it. Here too there was the smell and taste of night sweat. Daniel gently spread the ass cheeks to gain greater access to the teen boy's shit hole. Daniels' tongue danced over Rupert's tight corrugated young asshole and then plunged into the hole, penetrating the spit slick ass lips. Daniel R. international star now had his tongue buried up the rectum of his teenage co-star.  

Rupert groaned, stretched, raising his arms over his head, revealing thick red armpit hair, and raised his young ass slightly to release a heavy fart. The sound and the stink washed over Daniel's face, but the boy wizard knew he must not back away from his duty. Rupert chuckled and Daniel knew he was awake.  

   "Man, I need to take a wicked piss! Open your mouth Danny boy and let me feed you my fuckhose!" 

       Yes gentle readers, Rupert was about to piss into Daniel's mouth again. That sweet young mouth with those sensitive lips that millions of young girls and fucking faggots wanted to kiss, was about to be flooded with Rupert's strong smelling vile tasting piss! 

      Justin had made the  airport.  He had worn a cap and sunglasses hoping that no one would recognize him. It had been damned difficult to elude the paparazzi  who always camped out around any hotel at which he stayed. But desperation sometimes leads to creativity, and now he stood in the airport, holding a ticket for London. The plane would board in thirty minutes, and he would be on his way. He had send several messages, dripping with boy hero worship to Daniel, but had not gotten any further reply. This worried him a bit, but he figured His idol was probably sleeping. He pictured Daniel lying naked in his plush bed, and young Justin threw a boner in his jeans. When he wasn't too exhausted from the constant forced sex, he often masturbated dreaming of Daniel.He even had this kinky fantasy where Daniel was dressed as Harry P. the boy wizard and shoved his magic wand deep into Justin's tiny baby smooth ass. Justin blushed the first time he realized this was not just a fantasy. His dad had indeed bought him a toy magic Harry P. wand, and Justin had indeed fucked his own little pre-teen ass with it. This was long before the boy had even started to cum, back when his teenage fuckmeat had been nothing but a little dicklet. He would lie in bed, or on the floor of his room, fucking the toy magic wand up into his little boy shithole, gazing at the Harry P. poster on the wall, and fingering his pale little prick to a dry cum. 

     "Trying to avoid the press, huh, Justin?" the cocky young reporter said with a smirk. 

     Justin wanted to turn and run, but he knew that would be no good. "Ugh..please don't alert anyone. Please. I'll give you an exclusive if you just let me alone. I have to go to London on a private matter, and I don't want anyone to know. Please...please..ugh...sir! don't tell anyone." 

      The reporter who was in his late twenties and good looking with a kind of arrogance smiled a toothy smile. "All I got to do is yell Justin B. and the whole airport goes nuts. Do you realize that? Just your name will cause chaos. Planes will be delayed, security will be all over us like hornets out of a damaged nest, and I will be a celebrity."

       Justin's normal high pitched baby boy voice grew even higher. "Please. I am begging you. Don't tell anyone. I'm here alone. Not even my bodyguards. I need some time alone. I can't stand the crowds anymore. I promise to give you an exclusive interview."  Justin looked up at the reporter with those big innocent eyes. 

     The reporter chuckled. "I've heard stories about you, little man! Fucking freaky stories. So tell you what, let's see if they're true. I won't alert any one. I won't make a scene. If you go with me into the men's room over there and suck my dick!" 

     Justin just about collapsed. Was there anyone in the world who didn't want sex from him? What about his talent? What about his music? Did they all only want his ass and his dick and his mouth? Was there anyone who even wanted to just be friends? Did everyone want to get into his pants? 

      "If someone sees us...or if ...." his voice trailed off as a big tear bubbled from his eye and ran down his cheek. 

     "It's your choice. The world is waiting to hear about Justin at the airport, or I am waiting to feel those sweet young lips slurping around my fucker!" Truth be told, the reporter had little hope of "doing it" with the world's biggest teen star, but shit, life was a risk, right? He wasn't sure he even believed the rumors. There were always rumors of this type floating around, rumors that even the sleaze rags wouldn't dare publish.  Like the rumor that all the wolf-boys from that vampire franchise fucked each other like crazed weasels. Rumors that they licked each other's meaty armpits and assholes right there in their trailers on set. That Taylor L. the eighteen year old lead wolfboy hunk had begged vampire male lead Robert P. for his dirty boxers and jock straps to suck on. Where did shit like that start? 

     The reporter bounced on the balls of his feet. Time was of the essence here. He raised his camera, and Justin covered his cute young crying face with his hands. 

    "Okay, okay, I'll blow you, but please don't tell anyone I was here!" 

     The reporter blinked. 'You'll suck my dick, if I keep my mouth shut about seeing you here? You mean that?" 

     Poor Justin was trapped. 'Yeah, okay, but we got to hurry. My plane boards in thirty minutes." 

      And that was how Justin B. sixteen year old mega-star ended up in a filthy stall of an airport men's room on his knees in the piss, sucking the fat leaking dick of a young reporter.

    "This is fucking unbelievable. You suck like a pro, kid. You been doing this a while, I can tell. Shit you are better than my girlfriend. Better than any bitch who ever sucked me. Holy shit, yeah, yeah, work your tongue  under my dickhead like that. Now flick your tongue over my leaking pisshole. Oh fuck yeah, oh fuck yeah, what a dirty little homo you are! Don't forget my balls. Lick my balls. That's part of the deal! What a dirty little piece of shit you are. Oh suck me. Suck me, Fuckface! Jesus, if the world could see you now, what the fuck would they think. What would all those twelve year old twats with the dripping pussies think if they saw you sucking dick?

All those little cunts who dream about your cock every night while they finger their hairless pussy lips and flick their clits. What would they think if they saw a photo on the internet of their teen idol sucking on some dude's dick? It happened to George Michael. Trashed his career. What if it happened to you?" 

      And that was when the reporter decided to take out his cell phone and snap a picture or two of Justin B. sucking cock. Just to use as leverage in the future.

   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.