Till Death

by Kol Anderson

  I grabbed a beer and sat on the sofa and watched. It took everything not to touch my cock and cum then, or to just stick my dick in the boy’s tight hole again.

  “When do we get to fuck him?” Ferret wanted to know. I smiled. “Soon.”

  I stood and walked up to the bed. “Mike, I want you to do that thing again with the fingers,” I called on Mike because he was the worst of them and would not pull any punches. He was also filthier and crass.

  Nick grabbed Justin’s legs and held them apart so Mike could invade that tiny hole. Mike plunged first one finger, slowly inside Justin and after waiting for a bit he inserted another. His two thick roughened fingers working their way in, deeper, deeper, deeper…

  Justin was moaning now and moving his hips again just a little. The deeper Mike went, the louder the moans. “We got ourselves a nice little whore here,” Mike said. “I say we go deeper.”

  “He’s not ready,” I said.

  “When I’m done with him, he’ll be more than ready!” Mike laughed.

  Instead of giving him an answer, I turned to Nick. “He needs more fingers,” I said. “Why don’t you get yours in there?”

  “You mean while Mike’s still got his in there?”

  “Yes.”

  Nick looked happy bringing his fingers to the mix. Justin was moaning and maybe some of it was from the pain.

  I let them do this and went over to Justin. I lodged my fist in his hair and pulled his head back so I could see him. His eyes were open but there was nothing on his face, no real expression or excitement it was just blank.

  “Justin, you can feel that right?” I said, still holding up his head. “All these fingers invading your body? Only it’s not your body anymore, it’s mine.”

  Justin said nothing.

  “The next one is going to hurt a little. I just want you to be prepared.”

  I dropped his head and turned to the men. “Its time to go deep.”

  11

  “That looks dangerous,” I said to the guy with the empty beer bottle in his hand, I think his name was Ray. Medium build, stocky guy with a beard and a beer gut.

  “We’ll be careful then,” he assured me with a wink.

  “Come on,” Mike said. “Live a little, man. It’s perfectly safe, we’ve done it before.”

  I kind of liked the idea of a foreign object going up that gorgeous hole. “Fine, go ahead.”

  Two of them were making sure Justin’s legs were wide apart, and Ray brought the beer bottle up to Justin and I handed him the lube. The guy lubed up the bottle and then placed the tip at Justin’s hole. He slowly worked it in, but he was meeting resistance. “How is he that tight?”

  “He’s young,” I said. “It probably goes back to being tight again if you don’t keep fucking him.”

  The bottle was finally past the entry and Ray was shoving it deeper. “Hey, it’s only fun if we make him enjoy it,” Mike said and grabbed hold of Justin’s dick. He started pumping it in his hand and Justin was moaning and grunting pretty loudly. Ray kept going and pretty soon he was fucking Justin with that thing. In and out, in and out… while Mike kept stroking Justin and playing with his balls.

  It was getting harder to keep a straight face and I knew I couldn’t be the only one.

  The bottle continued to go deeper into the boy’s ass and the moaning got louder. Fuck, he was enjoying this!

  I had to give him a little bit of pain to see what his reaction would be.

  I got hold of the cane I got from the pawn shop. I handed it to Mike who looked like he had just won a lottery.

  I grabbed Justin’s arms and restrained them as far up his back as I could so they would be out of the way. Ray stopped raping Justin with the bottle and stood back to watch with the others.

  Mike held the cane confidently there was no nervousness in him. “Where do you want me to focus?”

  “Keep it close to his ass,” I told him.

  “How hard do you want it?”

  “Start slow and build up. But it has to hurt like a mother. I want to get a reaction from him. That’s not going to happen with anything less on the kind of drugs he's on.”

  “Are you sure?” Mike asked. “He’s going to be in agony when the drugs wear off.”

  “I’m sure.”

  Mike touched the cane lightly to Justin’s ass. Then, he struck. The sound of that thing hitting Justin’s body was so good to hear.

  Mike hit him again and again, in a fluid motion and the intensity kept increasing. He was already hitting the boy a lot worse than I had with my belt. After about twenty similarly paced hits, Mike stopped. “Are you sure you want to keep going? We’ve gone way past ‘bad.’”

  If course I knew that. Mike was a heavy guy, I could tell he was one of those people who are naturally strong. That was the reason I picked him. I knew what he was capable of. And I knew those hits were bad. “Do it.”

  “Are you sure?”

  I was going to get that reaction. If Justin wanted me to keep going, he could keep silent and let this happen. But if he really wanted me to stop he was going to have to break through the drug haze and reach out to me. That was all I needed, a single word an angry reaction… anything. “Five more strikes. As hard as you can. Go nuts!”

  Mike was clearly skeptical but he touched the cane to Justin’s flesh.

  “I mean it, Mike. Don’t be a pussy.”

  He was a fucking trucker. That insult had to have made an impact. He hit Justin with that thing so bad the boy’s skin started to bleed. He did it four more times and stopped.

  Still no reaction from Justin. That was a disappointment.

  I turned to Mike again. “Do it again. Five more.”

  The silent hesitation in Mike’s eyes didn’t stop him from bringing up the cane.

  Mike hit him again.

  Nothing.

  I watched Mike touching the tip of the cane to Justin’s skin and he struck once more.

  “Stop.”

  The voice was low but we all heard it. I let go of Justin’s arms and lifted the hair out of his eyes. He was crying. Breathing hard. “Stop,” he murmured and squeezed his eyes shut. I gestured to Mike to stop and he dropped the cane.

  I grabbed Justin and turned him over on his back and he winced from the pain.

  “Hey,” I grabbed his face in my hands and kissed him. “You’re going to be okay, Justin. We’ll both be better off when this ends.”

  “No…” he cried. “Stop… please.”

  “You don’t want me to stop.”

  He started to cry harder.

  “Don’t worry baby,” I said. “There will be pleasure too, I promise. And the pain is going to make it better than you’ve ever known.”

  12

  They grabbed his legs and spread them apart and took turns fondling and groping. Mike grabbed Justin’s dick and give it a good yank until Justin’s moaning resumed. Mike grabbed the boy’s hips and spit on his cock and positioned his cock to the boy’s hole and pushed. Justin came alive again and screamed in agony but by now Mike was too involved to think about anything else but his own pleasure. Justin was still screaming and crying but Mike continued to slam his considerable girth and full length into Justin with increasing vigor.

  It was a strange feeling. Physically the act made me horny but I felt an insane amount of jealousy creeping up my chest.

  Mike was now developing a nice rhythm going in and out of the boy’s tight hole and the agony of having been stretched beyond his limit started to subside and Justin calmed down a little.

  The drugs were starting to wear off and Justin put up a bit of a fight when Mike turned him over on his belly and fucked him in the new position. Mike had to restrain Justin’s hands behind his back so he could continue fucking him. Justin’s face was stained with tears and he helplessly fought against Mike.

  After a good fifteen minutes of fucking him, Mike finally reached an orgasm. He tossed the dirty condom aside and gave way to the others.

 
The next one to get on the Justin train was Ferret. New and inexperienced as he was, Ferret was also without mercy. He used Justin’s mouth and Justin gagged and choked the entire time. Ferret had a weird fetish—he would use his fingers to cut Justin’s air by pinching his nose when he was close to coming. Justin was terrified but he had to go along and service the cock inside his mouth, more like throat to be exact, so the man would have an orgasm. It was Justin’s only chance of getting out of this, one cruel rapist at a time.

  But Ferret wasn’t done Ferret took his erect cock from Justin’s mouth when Ray came up from behind and two other guys grabbed Justin and forced him in a new position, with Justin on his belly and one of them pulled him down so his lower body leaned over the edge of the bed and his knees were on the floor and his ass more accessible. I watched as they played with his hole, inserting their fingers and opening him up for more abuse.

  Ferret brought his erect cock to Justin and the others held Justin down so Ferret could use his other hole. Ferret put on a condom, I had been clear about that from the beginning, and plunged his cock into Justin’s and the pain hit Justin anew and he started crying and the others were holding his head down so the only screams I could hear were muffled.

  It took Justin a long time to accommodate Ferret, and even when there was a break in the muffled cries I could hear his panicked, shallow breathing.

  It took Ferret a good long hour to shoot his load.

  13

  Ian came next. Out of all the men, Ian had been the most quiet but when he started yanking Justin’s cock in painful tugs, I realized that he was no better.

  Ian was horrible, pinching nipples and renewing old wounds on Justin’s body, he once went so far squeezing the boy’s balls just to cause him pain, that I was about to stop the whole thing.

  He grabbed Justin’s legs and pushed them right over the boy’s head until his hole was right in front of Ian and fully accessible. He didn’t just start with his dick either. Ian held Justin in that position and tortured the boy with his fingers before he impaled the boy on his massive sized cock.

  Ian reached an orgasm pretty fast. When he was done, he literally tossed Justin aside so Ray could use him.

  Ray. The man with the cock of a penis monster. If there were children’s stories about giant cocks, this guy would be the evil dragon penis.

  Ray positioned the boy on his knees and started by pushing his cock into the boy’s mouth. The act was deliberately cruel and Justin’s gag reflex came back. “Come on kid,” Ray said, taking his cock out. “You can do better than that. You’re a whore, aren’t you? I’ve seen you on the bad end of the city. How do you not know how to deep throat? You’re a terrible whore, son.” He paused to place his ballsac to Justin’s lips. “Lick my balls,” he directed. “Put the whole thing in your mouth.” Justin put the man’s hairy balls in his mouth and tried to please Ray. Ray grabbed Justin’s hair and pulled his head back. With his free hand he stroked his dick and placed it close to Justin’s mouth. “Take out your tongue,” he said and when Justin hesitated, Ray let go of his cock and pinched Justin’s nipple hard enough for the boy to scream. “I said take out your tongue.”

  Justin stuck out his tongue and Ray brought his dick toward the boy’s tongue and with the other hand pushed Justin’s head closer to his dick. “I want you to lick it. Run your tongue all over my cock, the shaft and the balls, everything. I don’t want to see a dry spot.” Justin was being a good little cock sucker. He ran his tongue all over the man’s cock, starting with the tip and then he licked it all over the shaft, then ending at Ray’s balls.

  “Not bad,” Ray said when he was done. “Now, I want to use your mouth. You better make it hard or we’re going to have a problem.”

  He shoved his cock into the boy’s mouth and Justin tried to make him feel good with his tongue. The cock was too big for his small mouth and I was afraid his jaw might come unhinged. Ray grabbed the boy’s head in two hands and moved Justin’s head in a steady motion on his cock. The moans of pleasure coming from Ray were a good sign I suppose.

  But Ray needed more. “Okay, I’m going to shove it down deeper and you have to take it.”

  Before Justin could protest, Ray pushed deeper and when he hit the boy’s throat Justin gagged and his eyes watered. But instead of pulling back Ray kept his hold on Justin’s head, so the boy didn’t have a choice. “Don’t try to push it out,” Ray said. “Focus on keeping it there.” Ray pulled out only for a moment and then pushed his cock back in harder. Justin was in constant agony, trying to keep his breath going. “I said don’t try to push it out!” Ray said and angrily shoved his cock deeper. He kept it there until Justin’s throat found a way to accommodate him. Ray sighed. “Yeah. That’s it,” he grunted. “Just keep it there. That’s it… yes… let me fuck that beautiful mouth. Yeah. Just like that… make me hard. Yeah. Its like I’m fucking a real good pussy but your throat is better than any of those pussies out there.”

  This went on for a while until Ray decided he was hard enough and pulled his dick out of the boy’s mouth. Justin coughed and wheezed and sputtered, trying to get his breathing back.

  Ray dragged Justin’s broken body to the bed and pushed him to lie down on his belly. He looked at me. “We need to tie his hands and someone needs to hold him down,” Ray said that made me realize he had something fucked up lined up for Justin. “What I’m about to do, he’s not going to like very much.”

  I gestured to Mike and he agreed to do it. They tied Justin’s hands behind his back and Mike even held him down for Ray. “I don’t know what it takes to get the others off,” Ray said. “But it takes real pain to get a pervert like me to feel anything.”

  Justin said nothing. Ray got on top of the boy and ran a hand over his back. “By this time you feel like just about everything has been done to you,” Ray said, pulling a condom over his dick and placed it at Justin’s ass. “A bunch of filthy old cocks, getting their rocks off. You’re kind of detached, waiting for time to go by so you can be free of us. The only thing that will bring you out of this apathy is real, extreme, pain.”

  He pushed himself in with enough force to make Justin scream and then he kept pushing. “That’s it,” Ray said. “That’s a man’s cock inside your filthy hole, you little cocksucker.”

  Justin was sobbing and screaming, his ragged breathing and his tears just spurred Ray on. Just when I thought the pain subsided or at lessened, Ray gave another thrust and Justin started screaming again.

  “I’m going to make you hate the day your parents gave birth to you,” Ray said. “For making you such a pretty target.”

  Ray was making it hard for Justin to continue to breathe, I was afraid he might pass out.

  “Boy, I’m just getting started,” Ray laughed and slapped Justin’s ass, already messed up from the lashings and cutting and the rest of the abuse. He had stopped moving so Justin settled down a little. But Ray was back to torturing him again.

  After a few of the same painful thrusts, Ray pulled out of Justin’s ass and checked his cock. “Look at that boy,” he said, gleefully. “There’s blood on my cock. I made you bleed! Like a fucking girl!”

  Ray forced his cock back into the boy’s ass and Justin’s screaming resumed.

  Ray must some serious control because he pulled out again. He rubbed Justin’s ass with one hand and reached inside his pocket. When his hand came out, he was holding something.

  “In my hand I have what they refer to as hot sauce,” Ray announced. “Not just any hot sauce, kid. Nothing but the best for you!”

  Without warning, Ray opened the packet of sauce and poured it on the boy’s back and with one hand he started rubbing it into Justin’s skin. The sauce was decidedly worse than anything that had happened so far and Justin screamed and screamed…

  “Anyone can rape a hole,” Ray said. “It takes a man to do it in a way that lasts forever.”

  With that, Ray poured another pack of hot sauce on his condom. “When I stick my cock wi
th the hot sauce inside you,” he said. “You’ll be in hell for each one of the two hours that it takes for this burn to fizzle out.”

  Ray lifted Justin's body at the waist to get him into an all fours position but the boy was so weak that he could only manage to stay in a sort of compromise position with his shoulders and face still on the bed. Ray didn't seem at all bothered by this display of weakness and he positioned himself behind the boy's hole once more. Ray spread the boy’s ass cheeks apart so we all could see. He aligned his cock to the boy’s hole and eased it in. He proceeded to fuck Justin. The thrusts were deep. Even deeper than in the previous position and it was obvious that he wasn’t going to make it easy for the boy.

  Ray picked up the pace and after about fifteen minutes Justin couldn't hold his upper body up any longer. Ray held the boy’s hips in the air. As Ray got faster, Justin gasped with each penetration.

  Ray started to intensify the thrusting as he approached his orgasm.

  Justin’s body was completely limp and spent physically.

  Ray shot his load into the condom and pulled out of Justin.

  Justin’s sweat drenched, weak body was lying in a slump amongst a puddle of bodily fluids, most of it was precum and sweat but there was some blood mixed in there as well.

  As the men, each put their clothes back on and left the two of us alone, I kept thinking about what was supposed to come next.

  I went to the bed and sat down next to Justin. I ran a hand over his head and through his soft damp hair.

  I checked the damage on his body. There was some blood from the painful fucking and the damage from the lashings. Even touching those marks and welts made him scream. Besides this, his whole body was covered in cuts and scrapes from the rough manhandling the guys did.

  I turned him over.

  He didn’t protest. He didn’t say anything. His eyes were starting to get heavy. I leaned in and kissed him. He looked at me, clueless.

  I ran my hand down his front and touched his cock. He flinched away from me and I knew it was out of fear. “No!”