ASSault
The sun was climbing to it's zenith and the heat rolled in heavy
waves off the blacktop road which stretched for miles into the
distance. Bill gave a tug at his crotch and wiped the sweat from
his eyes as he manhandled the big Harley out of the flat desert
floor into the gentle rise that signaled the start of the foothills.
They swelled in the haze ahead to towering snow-capped peaks.
"It'll be tougher cycling," thought Bill, "but maybe some relief
from this heat." He'd been deadheading these past two days in
order to get through the desert on his cross country camping trip.
It had been a meandering trip up and down, in and out of side
roads, leisurely exploring any way that struck his fancy.
The road started rising more noticeably now and patches of trees
and greenery began replacing the scrub brush he had become accustomed
to. After two more hours he was well into the hills and the desert
was dropping behind. The cool breeze felt great on his hot dust-streaked
body. The sweat ran down and pooled in his crotch and the crack
of his ass. His jock and the seat of his jeans were soaked through,
and in away it felt good. The vibration of the roaring motor seemed
to form a bond between his damp ass and the hot leather seat,
making him feel almost as if he were a part of the sleek black
and chrome machine. Idly he reached down and stroked his cock,
which had swollen full and fat, trying to push up under his wide
leather belt.
The cycle had slowed on a steep grade, and Bill pulled to a complete
halt by a wide arching bridge where he breathed deep of the fresh
air and looked down at the clear running river in the canyon below
him.
At the far side of the bridge he noticed a rutty dirt road winding
its way down the canyon wall to the green-lined river bed. On
the spur of the moment Bill revved up the bike and swung his wheels
onto the narrow dirt trail. The descent was steep at first, but
leveled off as he neared the bottom. He idled along the dirt lane
which had become ridged and bumpy like a washboard, probably from
the last Spring flood. He sort of enjoyed the way his balls bounced
on the hot seat as he made his way toward a quiet secluded grove
of trees with thick, sweet-smelling grass forming a soft carpet
running to the river. The water rippled over flat slab rocks jutting
half in and half out of the current.
Bill pulled over to the trees, but before dismounting, bounced
a few times on the soft leather seat, enjoying the pressure on
his balls, and feeling his cock push up under his belt as if it
too were stretching after a long hard ride. After fondling himself
for a while he unmounted. In a few minutes his gear had been unloaded
and camp set up. Stripping down to his sweaty, stinking jock,
he fished a chamois out of his pack and carefully wiped the road
dust from the Harley. After lovingly cleaning his rig he ran to
the river, pushed out of his tight jock, and splashed into the
water.
Bill romped and frolicked for a while, then washed the dust out
of his curly blond hair which now hung limply to the base of his
neck. With the sweat and grime washed from his muscular, hairless
frame his eyes seemed to have been cleared of a dusty film, as
they now shown an almost iridescent blue, reflecting the color
of the sky and water. The swiftly running current refreshed Bill
and as he stood in the shallows he glanced at his own reflection.
He saw a 6' 2" frame, deeply tanned, smooth, muscled arms, broad
chest and shoulders, tapering to a trim waist and tight thighs
that merged into the shimmering waters.
He lowered his eyes to the reflection of his pendulous balls and
fat cock jutting hard and full up toward his stomach. Having been
stimulated for so many hours on the bike, his cock had remained
hard since setting up the camp, and now throbbed urgently for
attention. Wanting to prolong the pleasure of the moment, Bill
stretched out on his stomach on a nearby rock slab and felt the
heat stored there caress his cock and balls like a warm hand.
He closed his fist over his swollen cock and caressed it slowly
up and down its heavy 8 1/2 inch length as lovingly as he had
cleaned the Harley.
Quickly he flipped on his back -- the hot sting of the rocks on
the cheeks of his ass somehow felt good and added to his stimulation.
Stretching out he closed his eyes, tensed his body and began whacking
away at his blood-gorged prick in earnest. It didn't take but
a few minutes of this and Bill felt his balls tighten up under
his cock and with a mighty, Unnnghh," he convulsed, toes curled
tightly, and shot wad after wad of hot, creamy cum into the air.
The first shot flew over his head into the river, more hit the
rock behind his head with a sizzle and the rest splattered his
mouth, chin, and chest before the hot spasms puddled the last
remaining drops into the golden curls surrounding his still stiff
cock. Fulfilled for the moment, he licked his own cum from his
lips, lazily rolled onto his stomach, closed his eyes, and gently
drifted off into a deep sleep.
Bill was pleasantly aware of having just come and he wallowed
in the sensual warmth he had just experienced, all the while clutching
his cock in a loving caress. After a while he dreamt that he was
sleeping on a beach and that a warm tide was lapping at his ass.
He liked the feeling and wriggled his ass in enjoyment, even letting
out a soft sigh while raising his ass a bit so the warm flow of
water could wash his tight puckered asshole. With a start he realized
he wasn't dreaming. "How could this be?" he thought, "I'm camped
by a river -- there's no tide here, and the water is cold, not
warm like what's splashing on my ass!"
His eyes snapped open and stared at two large black lumps on either
side of his head that hadn't been there before. As his eyes came
into focus, the lumps resolved themselves into two heavy, scuffed,
black boots. He swiveled his neck to see what was splashing his
ass, but in a flash, one of the boots slammed between his shoulders,
forcing him flat on the rock. Bill had caught a fleeting glimpse
of a big hulk of a guy standing at his heels with his Levis pulled
open. In his hand he held his huge, flaccid cock, and from its
broad, almost smiling head he was sending a hard, warm stream
of piss straight at Bill's asshole.
"Well, sleepin' beauty is with us again Ed," said the guy holding
Bill down with the boot. "Yeah Chuck, guess this golden shower
is ticklin' his fancy." Bill struggled under the heavy weight
of the boot, but again was forced down flat. "What the hell is..."
he started to shout, but was cut off in mid-sentence when Ed reached
over, picked up the sweaty jock Bill had dropped earlier, balled
it up and stuffed it into Bill's mouth. "That ought to keep sweet-ass
quiet for a while," snickered Chuck.
With that, Ed and Chuck pulled Bill to his feet and dragged him
over to the camp. They pulled two leather tent thongs from his
gear and lashed his ankles together. This done, they pushed him
head-long to the ground and stood smugly over him. Chuck with
one boot on the cheeks of Bill's ass, which swelled ripely like
two melons, grossly rubbed the swollen bulge in his Levis. The
fabric had been worn thin and where it stretched tautly, covering
the huge basket, but barely hiding the outline of the monster
cock that was hidden there. Ed's cock still hung limply from his
open fly, and while a few last drops of piss dripped slowly into
Bill's hair, he fished down deeply to pull out his plum-sized
balls so they hung loose below his free-swinging cock.
"Wheeoo!" Ed cried, "Ain't we just about stepped in some Lady
Luck shit today. We ripped off that little 'ole doctor's car,
bag and all, filled with all those groovy high-o-high pills We
come a sneakin' down this dirt trail to loose the fuzz and find
this sweet young ass stickin' up in the sun, jus' waitin' to be
plucked. Chuck, ole buddy boy, we're goin't' have one sweet fuckin'
time for ourselves--startin' right now."
"Hell man," Chuck answered, "I'm with you. Hey, look how the kid
is starin' kinda bug-eyed. Wait'll he gets an eyefull of what
we're packin' in our pants." He looked down at Bill and smiled
evilly, saying, "Man you ain't seen meat till you see what we
got--and baby, just relax 'cause you're gonna get every hungry
inch we got, six ways to Sunday."
With that Ed and Chuck ripped off their clothes, throwing boots,
leather jackets, T-shirts, and Levis every which way till they
both stood there, balls-ass naked, flexing their magnificently
muscled bodies in the crisp, fresh air.
They pulled Bill over between two trees and retied one ankle to
each tree, spread-eagleing him so that the brownish pucker of
his asshole was barely hidden between his rounded ass cheeks.
They shoved his sleeping bag, which was still rolled up, under
his stomach so that even though Bill's ankles were still tethered
to the trees, he was up on his knees with his stomach bent over
the sleeping bag, which supported the weight of his body. His
face was level with Ed's still flaccid cock, which he had glimpsed
briefly when it was pissing on his ass. Ed was playing lightly
with his own balls, and the cock above them was half fluffed.
Even soft though, it still hung down a good eight inches from
the root. Bill's stomach churned in fear. Although he had fooled
around with the guys at school, he was scared of these two, especially
since they were hopped up on pills. He had never seen a cock that
was that big while it was still soft. How the hell big can it
be hard? he asked himself.
"Oh baby," Ed croaked, "You're gonna start on this prick nice
and easy. Take it in that hot little mouth of yours and work it
'round to get the juices started. You do like we say and you'll
be OK You don't and you're in for big trouble. Unnerstan?" Bill
was frozen with fear and just lay there staring. Chuck, standing
behind, pulled the belt from Bill's pants and, with a resounding
THWACK, laid it, full force, across Bill's ass. The flesh quivered
and twitched under the blow, and a rosy welt quickly swelled across
both cheeks. "The man said 'unnderstan'" he growled, "you understand
now kid, or you want some more explanation?" Bill's fright was
heightened by the blow and he decided to go along with them some
in order to save his skin, so he nodded a shaky OK. "That's better,"
smiled Ed, as he pulled the jock out of Bill's mouth.
Ed knotted his fists in the long blond hair on top of Bill's head
and gently pulled him forward. He positioned himself in front
of Bill, braced his legs apart, bent his knees slightly, and pushed
his ass back a bit. This maneuver brought his cock to rest on
Bill's lips and he brushed it back and forth a few times, enjoying
the thrill of first contact. "Open up baby and work that meat
like it was your momma's tit," he cooed. As Bill opened his mouth,
Ed straightened his legs. With this motion the cock slipped easily
into the hot, moist warmth. "Ohhh, baby, that feels so good,"
Ed whispered. "Now, work it around with your tongue." Bill obeyed
and felt the hot cock start to grow in jerking swells within his
mouth. Ed started a slow push-pull motion with his ass and in
seconds his cock was leaping out to its full eleven inches. As
the fat monster swelled and gorged in Bill's mouth, Ed backed
off some, leaving about six inches jutting into those hot lips.
Meanwhile, Chuck, standing at Bill's feet, watching his buddy's
cock grow in the hot home it had found, was turning on to the
shiny spit which coated Ed's cock each time it was pulled from
Bill's mouth. He hawked up a good handful and stood there rubbing
it up and down the length of his own shaft.
Bill's fears eased a bit as he noticed how Ed withdrew some of
his ever-lengthening cock, so that what was left in his mouth
was comfortable and he was able to handle it with no problem.
Suddenly, Ed gripped Bill's hair tighter and started pumping his
cock faster into the mouth. Each stroke came in a little deeper
than the last and soon Ed was striking the back of Bill's throat,
making him gag. This caused Bill to clamp down a bit and his teeth
grazed the swollen invader. A resounding slap to his cheek completely
knocked his mouth away from Ed's cock and he gasped for breath.
Ed hissed, "You relax and open up kid and keep your dammed teeth
clear of my cock." With this he grabbed Bill's ears and pulled
his head back into position over his prick. Bill eyed it warily.
This was the first time he'd seen it fully hard, barely an inch
from his nose, pulsing erect at its full eleven inches, thick,
massive, heavy, and throbbing. He opened his mouth to an 'O' pulling
his teeth as far back under his lips as he could. Ed released
one ear, only long enough to push his cock down until the head
again plopped between Bill's lips. He grabbed the ear again and
eased his cock in five or six inches--in again, out again, then,
grabbing Bill's head harder, gave a mighty heave, pushed his ass
forward, and with a hefty drive and grunt, forced the fat monster
clear down Bill's throat. Bill let out a muffled, "Mmmmngh," as
Ed continuously drove his cock in and out of Bill's throat, pulling
out only two or three inches before battering his way down the
tight passage again. Bill was gasping for breath when Ed finally
pulled the spit-slicked shaft completely out. "Man, that's more
like it," he muttered.
Chuck, standing behind Bill, watched the goings-on and had gotten
all worked up. When he released his cock from his fist it sprang
up and swatted against his stomach, staying erect and throbbing,
pointing almost straight up. "Shit man," he exclaimed, " I got
to get me some too." He knelt down and started to knead the tightly
packed asscheeks spread before him. "Hey Ed, think I should let
the kid see this rod before I plug him?" "Nah Chuck," Ed replied,
"why don't you just slip it in and let him guess how big it is."
Chuck grinned as he spit a gob to smear Bill's ass. He worked
his free hand up and down his rigid shaft. It was a sight to behold...
not quite as long as Ed's eleven inches, but fat, fat, and fatter.
The head came to a blunt point, but it quickly swelled to the
size of a ripe pear. After a slight narrowing just behind the
crown, the smooth, ivory-white gleaming shaft swelled from just
a little more than two-and-a-half inches, just behind the head,
to an incredible three-and-a-half inches at the base. It was even
more impressive because, unlike a lot of big cocks that were soft
and mushy, never getting really hard, Chuck's cock was like a
steel rod. Hanging there it looked like a milk bottle stuck out
from his crotch.
He slobbered more spit all around Bill's ass, working a finger
or two in to get it good and slick. He felt Bill's ass tense at
the invasion, but squeezed the plump cheeks to calm him and warned
him what would happen if he didn't cooperate. He slicked up his
cock again with more spit and rubbed it in good. The he spread
the mounds wide apart and grinned as he caught his first real
sight of the moist, puckered hole, now glistening in the sun.
He eased forward and the head of his cock pressed in against the
pouting lips. He pulled back once, then pressed steadily forward
as the head started to slip in. The lips of Bill's ass unfolded
and clenched the cockhead in a wet embrace. Bill moaned as the
invading prick spread him wide. He had never been fucked before
and the initial pleasure which the first half-inch of head gave
soon turned to discomfort, then downright pain as Chuck inched
forward. He wriggled his ass and tried to slide sideways, but
a crack of the belt across his ass stopped the movement.
Chuck pulled Bill roughly into position and rested there a minute.
The sharp slap of the belt had momentarily diverted Bill's attention
from the ripping pain and Chuck had used it to good advantage
to slip the whole head in. The ass muscles clenched tightly just
below the head at the shaft's narrowest point and Bill breathed
freer as the pain eased off somewhat.
Chuck's mouth twisted into an evil leer and he nodded to Ed who
stood ready with his prick in front of Bill's mouth. The muscles
of Chuck's ass squeezed tight and with one mighty heave he shoved
with all his strength and drove the huge cock clear into Bill's
hot, sticky bowels. As he did so, he lunged forward, grabbing
Bill by the hips, pushing him down so as to hold his ass in place.
Tears welled in Bill's eyes as he raised his head and screamed
in agony. While his head was thrown back and his mouth wide open,
Ed grabbed his hair and pulled his head clear down the length
of his shaft, burying the rod deep in Bill's throat. With that,
both men started a deep fucking rhythm; Chuck plunging relentlessly
in and out, in and out, of the ravaged ass. Spiralling first left,
then right, pushing up and down, and forced head-long, straight
in, the huge monster stretched and split the virgin ass. Meanwhile,
Ed's cock was on a rampage in Bills throat. It flew in and out
with incredible speed, barely allowing Bill time to gulp a breath
of air into his bursting lungs. Faster and faster they fucked.
Sweat dripped from their brows onto the quivering body being mercilessly
assaulted beneath them. Chuck's monster milk-bottle cock pounded
away, battering Bill's prostate on each inward stroke, then slipping
past, forcing its way around the bend in his bowels again and
again.
The bombardment on his prostate caused Bill's cock to swell and
throb in spite of the agony he was in. In spite of himself, the
sensations ravaging his body made his head reel. His cock was
not fully hard under him, but each plunge of Chuck's prick made
him feel like he was going to piss... no, cum... no, piss... he
strained to shit the huge invader from his guts. His muscles tensed
and strained. His muffled grunts, forced involuntarily from his
body by each thrust from both ends were matched by the much louder
animal groans from the two rapists. The air was filled with the
shouts and growls of the assaulters. "Oh, fuck baby--fuck, fuck,
fuck. It's so hot and tight. Take it--take that fuckin' cock up
your ass now, ungh... now, ungh... again... 'n again UNGH! Oh
man, look at that big mother cock fuckin' the shit out of your
face. Go Ed baby, go, go, gooo!"
Ed, in turn, twisted his cock down the constricted throat sending
thrills through his whole body. "Yeah baby! That's the way. That's
so good! All the way kid. Go Chuck! Shove that cock clear through
his stomach."
The assault went on relentlessly, Both studs shouting each other
on. "Go Chuck go! Fuck his ass dry!" "Come on Ed, I'm getting
ready to shoot." "Me too buddy boy!" "Ungh... ungh... UNGH!" "Arghhhhh"
"I'm coming... I'm CUUM-M-M-M-inggggg..." "Ohhhh."
Both cocks exploded simultaneously. Chuck flooded Bill's ass with
a burning hot enema of cum and Ed's cock jumped in spasms, buried
deep in Bill's throat sending a torrent of cum straight down the
tight passage. Ed pulled hard on Bill's head, burying his nose
in his crotch hairs while he grunted and panted, breathless and
drained as the final spasms forced the last drops up and out of
his shaft.
Even after he had come, Chuck continued to batter Bill's ass with
his mammoth cock. "Shit... piss... cum... Oh! ! Oh! ! ! ! Oh!
!" Bill cried. "Oh! ! ! Fuck! fuck! fuck! FUCK ME-E-E.e.eee...
Argh... OH-H-H-H.h.h.hhhhh..." And, in spite of himself, Bill
shot a huge sticky wad of cum in unison with the ramming that
Chuck's prick still forced on his ravaged ass.
They all lay still, breathing hard for a minute, then together
both monster cocks were pulled free in one quick jerk. Bill gasped
as his ass opened as if to shit out a monster turd and then quickly
snapped shut, leaving just a trickle of cum leaking out and dribbling
down his leg.
Chuck kicked the sleeping bag out from under Bill and Bill fell
forward, exhausted, aching and drained. Ed and Chuck sprawled
on their backs, slick cocks lying limply over their thighs while
they floated free on their pill-fed highs. The three bodies sprawled
motionless for a while, then the two rapists stirred, roused by
the stimulants coursing through their veins.
"That wasn't bad for starters," Ed said, slapping Chuck on his
leg. "Yeah" Chuck replied as he idly rubbed his huge, hanging
balls. "But I'm about ready for some more action." Chuck threw
back his head and laughed, "Right on--but I think we ought to
slip the kid a little somethin' to keep him from squirmin' so
much. Let's check out the doc's car to see if we can find somethin'
to quiet him down."
They sauntered over to the car and started to rummage around.
Ed came up with a bottle of downs and, smiling, said, "These ought
to do the trick." Ed, meanwhile, had been tearing the gift wrapping
off a box he'd found in the back seat. He opened it and let out
a long, low whistle, then laughed. "Hey Chuck, this doc musta
been some swinger. Take a look at this." Chuck turned and dangling
from Ed's thick fist was a rubber dildo at least 14 inches long,
heavily veined and lifelike. Extremely thick and pendulous, it
swelled to a rounded ball at the base, where leather straps dangled
in the air. Chuck hoisted the heavy dildo to his shoulder and
swung it at Ed, swatting him across the ass with it. "Wonder if
he was givin' it or gettin' it as a present?" he mused. "Who cares,"
replied Ed, "I got a dammed good idea who's groin' to be givin'
it an' who's goin' t' be gettin' it in a little while. First,
grab all this shit and let's get these pills into the kid over
there." With that they gathered up the dildo and the medical bag
and headed back to where Bill was still tethered under the trees.
Bill was still groggy from the assault and waves of pain washed
over him from his aching stretched ass to his violated throat.
He was forced back to his senses and his head was jolted back
by the hair and three pills were forced down his gullet. A hand
clamped his nose and water was poured down his throat. "Swallow!"
Ed hissed, "or you ain't gonna breathe again!" Bill held out for
as long as he could, finally though, he had to give in, and he
downed the pills and water, gasping for breath as he was released.
"Come on," yelled Chuck, running for the river," let's take a
swim and cool off while the pills work."
They swam around for a while playing grab-ass and poking one another's
cocks and balls, all the while making plans for their next assault
on Bill. They ambled out of the water, drying for a while in the
sun, then pulling on their boots, walked over to Bill's campsite
and rummaged through his supplies. Ed came up with a can of Crisco,
and, gesturing to where the dildo lay, a short distance from Bill,
smirked, "Just what the doctor ordered."
The walked over to where Bill lay in a half stupor, untied his
hands and feet and pushed his dazed body onto the cycle, propping
his arms on the handlebars, and laying his head on them. Bent
over like this, straddling the long, black, leather seat, his
ass arched into the air and gleamed white and inviting. Ed smeared
a healthy gob of Crisco all over the inviting butt, and worked
it well into the hole with two thick, probing fingers.
Chuck grabbed the huge dildo and brought the head to the tightly
puckered hole perched on the bike seat. He started to push the
fat head in and Bill's body jerked in protest. With his feet lashed
to the sides of the bike and Ed holding his upper body pressed
forward, he was helplessly vulnerable to the coming assault. He
cried out dazedly as the incredibly huge organ was pushed determinedly
against his well-greased asshole, trying to force an impossible
entry.
"No! No!" he cried as Chuck seized him in a clamp of steel and
slowly crammed the fist-sized head into Bill's protesting ass.
The pain was excruciating as Chuck pushed the terribly huge cock
into him. "UUUuuuhhhnnnggg!" Bill's throat rasped. The rim of
the asshole gave the great fraction of an inch it needed to admit
the bulging head of the dildo. Bill felt like his insides were
being torn to shreds. The monster head slipped past Bill's prostate
and battered against the bend in his bowels. Chuck twisted and
turned the rubber prick, exerting still more force.
Abruptly, the fist-sized head rounded the bend and the entire
14-inch cock slid through the resisting entrance and slipped deeply
into the hot darkness. "Oh God," Bill moaned, clenching his teeth.
"Christ!" he gasped as Chuck drove the full length up into his
guts, plunging, skewering in and out. He rammed violently, insanely
lunging against the writhing ass which arched and bucked desperately,
unable to escape the thick, punishing, monster cock. "Take it...
take it!" hissed Chuck, driving the whole length hard and brutally
into Bill's screaming ass, clear up to where the base of the dildo
swelled to a large ball.
Holding it firmly in, he pulled Bill erect and with Ed's help
strapped the dildo to the leather seat of the bike. Then they
mounted up with Bill sandwiched between his two tormentors. Chuck,
sitting in front, tied Bill's hands around his own broad chest.
Bill was squeezed between the two and forced down on the huge
cock tied firmly up his ass. He held Chuck in an involuntary embrace.
Chuck started up the bike and with wheels spinning took off down
the dirt lane. Taking it easy at first, Bill was jounced up and
down between them, the cock riding smoothly in and out of his
well-greased ass. As Chuck increased speed, the washboard road
caused the tremendous cock to crash and scrape against the deepest
section of Bill's bowels. Each bounce sent an agonizing pain through
his gut. His head lurched back at each jump and he screamed an
agonizing "OWWwww!" at each painful bounce. It was like being
fucked by a demon.
Wheeling around, Chuck headed back to camp. He speeded up, looking
for the huge hollow he had skirted on the way out. Spotting it
he put on more speed and pulled up on the front wheels. The bike
took off and sailed through the air. "WHEEEOOOooo!" Ed and Chuck
screamed in unison. The Harley landed with a THUD. "AARRGGHHhh!"
screamed Bill, as the landing jolt smashed the ball-shaped base
of the dildo clear through his protesting sphincter. Tears flowed
down his face and he screamed consciously at the searing pain,
as the stallion-sized cock drove in even deeper and lay firmly
wedged in his tormented ass.
Chuck wheeled into camp and rolled the bike to a halt under the
thick overhanging branch of a tree. He quickly untied Bill's hands
from around his chest and retied them overhead to the tree. The
two violators then unstrapped the dildo from the seat and took
firm grips on the loose-hanging tethers. The giant cock was invisible
now, having been completely crammed into Bill's protesting ass.
As if on signal, they braced his ass and yanked. With great force
they jerked the monster dildo out in one stroke. It fell free
with a loud sucking noise. Bill screamed again and wondered how
much more punishment his tortured ass could take. The suction
of the dildo being withdrawn drew his whole insides down. He felt
as if his guts were turning inside out, and in a way they were.
As the big cock head cleared the over-stretched lips of his ass,
they turned outward as if pouting at the loss of a friend. Without
hesitation, Ed, who was still seated behind Bill, shoved the whole
length of his eleven-inch raging hard-on deep into Bill. "Jesus!"
Bill choked back a cry as the giant was hammered in to the hilt.
"No... don't!" "All the way kid!" "OWWwww!!" The huge iron slammed
in to the base and Bill felt the man clamp onto him, Muscle-thick
arms locked about him, crotch jammed against the taut cheeks of
his ass, throbbing cock buried in his guts.
"Damn it," shouted Ed, "this fuckin' hole's been stretched to
kingdom come. I'm slopping around in here like I'm plugged into
a barrel." "We can fix that real soon," replied Chuck, as he climbed
onto the bike seat facing his buddy. With Bill suspended from
the tree branch between them, he hoisted Bill's legs over his
shoulders and greased his fat, bottle cock with a healthy gob
of Crisco. "Beautiful!" he said under his breath as he looked
at Bill's ass with the root of Ed's cock rammed into it. His nuts
were squirming. He brought the huge head of his prick up to the
lips of Bill's asshole and rubbed it up and down against Ed's
stiff rod. He pushed and heaved, and then eased off, then shoved
some more. Chuck strained to get into the asshole.
Ed reached down and pushed his finger into the ass alongside his
prick, stretching the hole over the head of Chuck's giant, thick
cock. Bill groaned in agony as the head of the second prick crept
up inside him. "I can't," he moaned. "It's too much to take."
"Fuck," Chuck said, "Take these two fuckpoles up your ass or I'll
knock your fuckin' teeth down your throat." Bill tried to obey
and force himself open wider. He started to whimper with pain
as the two cocks stretched his asshole and slipped deeper inside
him. Ed could hardly believe what he was seeing. He felt his cock
being squeezed tightly as Chuck's huge prick joined his own inside
the kid's asshole. They both pushed upwards into the tight little
guts. "Oh God," Bill groaned as he was pulled all the way down
onto the cocks. Both of them were fully embedded in his ass. "Okay,"
Chuck said low in his throat, "now start posting, kid, just like
you were riding a fucking horse." Slowly Bill pulled up on the
branch to which he was tied and managed to raise his ass, then
slowly lowered himself. His head was thrown back and tears were
running down his cheeks as he worked the two massive pricks brutally,
unmercifully up his own tight, fully-packed ass.
Ed reached over and grabbed a box of poppers he had taken from
the doctor's bag. He snapped one under Chuck's nose, then inhaled
deeply himself. As the vapors took effect, they felt their cocks
tingle and swell, throbbing and pulsing deep in Bill's over-stretched
ass. "Let's really give it to him," said Ed. They started to buck
up with their hips, bouncing on the leather seat, shoving their
pricks in and out of Bill's ass, sliding tightly through the feverish,
slick hole. They fucked in unison, in and out, in and out, in
and out. Their huge sweaty balls bounced and jiggled all over
the slick greasy seat of the bike, banging into each other as
they both strived for more and more depth. "Fuckin' A, this is
great!" cried Ed. "I can feel your huge fuckin' piece of meat
squeezed right up next to mine. What a fuckin' feelin'."
With that, Chuck unhooked Bill's feet from his shoulders and started
to spin him around on their cocks. The blond kid spun around on
the two giant poles that were fucking wildly at his ass. As Bill
spun around, Ed snapped another popper, and after he and Chuck
sailed off again on another whiff, he held it hard against Bill's
nose. Bill soared off into ecstasy. The pain in his ass warmed
to a glow and seemed to turn to pleasure, while his cock swelled
to full hardness, pulsating wildly in the air.
Ed and Chuck increased the intensity of their assault, cramming
every inch of their gigantic, solid cocks in up to the root. Bill
was now meeting each of their drives, trying to force his ass
as far down as possible onto the hard-ramming pricks.
"I'm goin' to cum, Ed," Chuck groaned. "I can't hold back much
longer." "Cum, man! Cum!" Ed shouted. "Shoot your fuckin' loads
up into my ass, you bastards," Bill swore. "Give me a bath in
your fucking cum. Fuck me! FUCK MEEEE... Fuck me to death," he
cried. Chuck's cock was starting to explode. Ed felt it throb
and pulse, and then the hot, searing cum spit out of the broad
head and splashed and spewed into the kid's ass. Ed's prick exploded
just about the same time. Cum was spurting up into Bill's ass.
It must have filled his bowels completely because it started to
seep back down and around the shafts of the cocks, still stretching
the battered, torn asshole. It seeped down over their balls, between
their legs and puddled on the leather bike seat.
"Don't stop. Don't stop fuckin' me," Bill moaned. "I'm going to
cum. I'm going to cum. I'm going to shoot my hot cum right into
your fuckin' faces." His cock erupted. His cum shot out like a
shell from a cannon. It splattered all over Ed and Chuck. It spurted
and gushed out of his cock like a raging torrent. Bill was sitting
completely down on the pulsating pricks. Both of them were still
throbbing and pumping cum up his ass.
"Shit!" yelled Ed. "The bastard done shot all over us. Now I'm
gonna teach him a lesson." With that both greasy, cum-slick cocks
were quickly pulled from Bill's ass. They cuffed him around a
bit then, cutting him down, threw his violated body to the ground.
"This kid wanted to get fucked some more, so now let's give him
a fuckin' he'll remember," said Chuck, reaching for the can of
Crisco.
Bill was stretched out on his stomach, his ass extended in the
air. Chuck ran his hands over the perfectly shaped cheeks, then
scooping a handful of Crisco, ran his fingers up and down the
crack. Bill felt the Crisco in the crack of his ass, then two
big fingers entered his ass and were soon fucking away with hard
thrusts. The pain was not intense, almost a relief after the huge
stuffing and stretching his ass had been subjected to. He even
worked his ass with each thrust that Chuck made. Chuck was watching
and waiting now. With a knee he spread Bill's legs wider, working
his hand deeper and deeper. He tucked his thumb under his other
four fingers and with a steady pressure pushed forward until his
knuckles pushed against the lips of Bill's ass.
Suddenly, Bill tensed as he realized that they were trying to
bust his ass open with a fist. He remembered the size of those
huge ham hands and moaned in terror as the pressure increased
and his sphincter was stretched almost beyond endurance. Chuck
withdrew his hand and greased it heavily with Crisco. He slammed
it down onto the upturned cheeks and snarled at Bill, "You cooperate
'n relax otherwise you ain't gonna have an ass left to shit with."
He jerked Bill to his knees and rammed in with his fingers, only
to be stopped again at the thumb knuckle. He twisted and turned
his fist, but felt the resistance of Bill's tormented ass. Nodding
to Ed, Chuck signaled to snap a popper under Bill's nose. Bill's
head unfolded like a lotus-blossom. His ass relaxed a fraction,
and Chuck took advantage of it to give a mighty heave, and watched
as his hand was sucked right inside. Bill's ass closed around
the wrist like a mouth giving a big sucking kiss. "Jesusmotherfucker!"
Bill screamed. Ed held him while Chuck closed his fist and felt
around. It was a wide open cavern inside, smooth and slick. Ed
moved Bill's body forward and back, forcing Chuck's fist deeper
and deeper, slipping round the bend of his intestines.
Bill was crying out and whimpering at the sensation of that huge
fist working its way up his bowels. He grabbed for more poppers
and inhaled deeply. It sent him flying, his ears were ringing,
and in his mind he became one huge asshole with a gigantic cock
pushing ever deeper into him.
"Come on," cried Chuck, "join the party. Let's fuck the shit out
o'this bastard." Ed needed no prodding and promptly greased up
his hand. Chuck pulled his stiff arm out of Bill's ass till the
narrow par of his wrist was in position at the hole. Ed squirmed
his fingers in against the wrist, pushing and stretching, working
in and out, ever widening the tortured hole. With a lunge he stretched
the sphincter beyond all reasonable limits and broke through into
the hot steamy depths of Bill's bowels.
"AAARRRGGGHHHhhh!" Bill howled, as he desperately pressed another
popper to his nose. Ed grabbed Chuck's hand in the slimy intestines
and together they started to fuck him deeper and deeper. They
forced their hands and arms all the way into Bill's ass, all the
way to the base of his stomach.
They plunged their arms into the hole as hard as they could, down,
inside, and around. To Bill it felt like their whole bodies were
slithering around inside his bowels. They clutched each other's
hands as they rammed back and forth and struck his bowels.
As they fist-fucked their helpless victim, their throbbing cocks
bounced wildly between their spread legs. They eyed each other's
pricks and, wanting relief, reached over with their free hands
and each grabbed the other's cock.
Their fists flew in and out of the tortured ass, while their well-greased
palms worked up and down each other's inflamed rods. They worked
in unison with their fist-fucking, sliding down hard on each other's
rigid shafts as they shoved their mammoth fists deep into the
silky warm depths of Bill's bowels. His ass was stretched and
pulled almost beyond recognition and he only endured the horrible
pain by gasping desperately at the poppers.
Ed and Chuck were carried away by the fumes and the excitement
they felt watching the complete mastery their thick arms held
over their helpless victim. They rammed down on their cocks and
with deep and prolonged,"Oh! OHH! OHHHhhhhs..." they shot wad
after wad of thick creamy, hot cum all over the upturned, shiny,
grease-coated ass, now in their total possession. With each spasm
they rammed their joined fists deeper and deeper, causing Bill's
agony to intensify, but try as he might, he was skewered on the
two fists, and no attempt at escape succeeded.
As the two huge cocks relaxed and started to go limp, Ed and Chuck
pulled their fists from the steaming prison. With a loud slurp,
their hands fell free and Bill collapsed, semi-conscious, in a
heap, his mind barely able to cope with the savage assault his
body had endured.
Ed and Chuck made their way to the river, cleaned up and slowly
pulled their clothes back on. Ed remarked that this would be a
great place to hide out. They could park the hot car up the kid's
ass and no one would ever find them. Chuck grinned as he dragged
Bill's limp body to the edge of the river and threw him in so
that his upper body lay on protruding rock slab, while his legs
and ass were submerged in the rapid current. They grabbed Bill's
wallet from his Levi's, threw what they wanted in the back of
the car, and took off down the road in a cloud of dust.
The cold river current soon had a soothing effect on Bill's tortured
ass as it lay submerged in the water. The cool flow revived him,
and the effect of the pills was wearing off. He barely had energy
to collect himself, so he lay sprawled where is tormenters had
left him. Gradually, as consciousness returned, he thought of
the events of the afternoon. He shuddered at the tortures his
body had endured. His ass twitched in the soothing flow of water
and suddenly Bill realized that his cock was rock hard between
his legs. He looked around, and seeing that his attackers had
fled, laid his head back on the stone, wrapped his fist around
his throbbing cock and, with firm steady strokes, jerked his pulsing
prick as he smiled wanly into the setting sun.
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