Ambushed Part 13

Ambushed Part 13
by Ricky Stratton
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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
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Part 13

As the three fourteen year old boys approached the frightened younger boy, Jake reached into the front pocket of his grimy jeans and pulled something out. Immediately, Ryan saw a glimmering flash of steel as Jake produced a switchblade knife and released the blade from its spring-loaded sheath.

"OH GOD", muttered the pre-teen as he feared the worse. He had heard rumors that Jake often carried such an illegal weapon but had never seen him actually armed with one. The frightened boy soon had rivulets of sweat trickling down his bare body. He clenched his eyes tightly shut as the three teens approached and stood before his totally helpless body.

"Whattsa matter faggot, scared?" Jake teased as he brandished the knife in front of Ryan's face.

"Aw man, dude, where'd ya get the blade?" Tommy asked his friend.

"From my bro. He got it in Juvy Hall when they sent him away for six months," answered Jake as he positioned the point of the switchblade knife just under Ryan's smooth chin. With his other hand, Jake reached behind the younger boy and grabbed him by the hair and yanked his head back while keeping the knife tightly against the skin of his throat.

"Man, I oughta cut ya," sneered the teen into Ryan's frightened face. The younger boy remained quiet and temporarily forgot about the dull ache in his groin which just minutes before had almost made him puke. Again, Jake yanked back on Ryan's head until the twelve year old was staring at the ceiling. Then he ever so slowly drew the point of the knive downward across the young boy's bare neck until he reached his upper chest.

"Do it man...Cut 'em," Alex egged on the teenager.

"Yeah...make him bleed," Tommy added eagerly.

"Think I should fuck him up?" Jake turned and asked his two friends while using the sharp edge of the knife to slowly scrape the pre-teens bare chest just between his nicely developed pectoral muscles. Then, he slowly moved the tip of the switchblade across Ryan's already sore nipple, jabbing the point into the center in a sadistic-like manner. It wasn't enough to draw blood, but it was close.

"Awesome!" Tommy and Alex both said as Jake took great delight in torturing the younger boy. Then, Jake proceeded to draw the knife-blade downward, across the boy's lower chest until he was at Ryan's tight muscular tummy. Up and down the valley between Ryan's well-formed 'six-pack" went Jake with the tip of the knife until he paused to slip the sharp knifetip into the bare navel of the twelve-year old. Ryan's body tensed and his muscles appeared to get even tighter when Jake teasingly circled the knifetip around and inside his exposed belly button. For some perverse reason, Jake appeared to pay particular attention to Ryan's wide open and stretched navel and took special delight in torturing the dimpled crevice with the sharp tip of the switchblade causing the younger boy to squirm helplessly in response.

"Hey dude, ya better be still or else ya might get CUT," Tommy giggled as he watched Jake continue to probe Ryan's belly button with the knifeblade. Eventually, Jake worked the blade slowly downward until he was working the edge across Ryan's extreme lower abdomen just above the lowered bikini where, in a few years the young boy would be sprouting his first evidence of adolescence. But today, the only thing growing there was an expanse of downy peach-fuzz.

"So...you got a girlfriend, or do ya got a boyfriend FAGGOT?" Alex asked the pre-teen boy who didnt't answer.

"I bet he lets those two friends of his play with his dick," Tommy suggested as he nudged Alex with his elbow and watched on as Jake continued the scrape the blade across Ryan's pale white skin as if he was trying to shave off the peach-fuzz. Inches below, Ryan's boyhood continued to stiffen as it extended noticably across his still covered groin inside the lowered bikini.

"Yep...I bet he likes it when those other fag-boys rub his body all over and feel up his muscles," Jake agreed. Then he slowly inserted the tip of the knife-blade inside the elastic waistband and drew it back and forth across Ryan's lower tummy. Jake appeared to be preparing to slice the side of the garment so that they could finally strip the twelve year old when suddenly the sound of an approaching motorcycle could be heard.

"Hey...what's that!" Tommy asked excitedly as his attention was quickly diverted from Ryan's soon to be exposed boyhood.

"Chill...it's just my big bro. It's cool," Jake assured his two friends as he removed the switchblade from inside Ryan's damp bikini, pressed the switch and put the retracted blade back in his front pocket. But he left the twelve year old as he was, with an obvious erection inside the partially lowered bikini briefs.

"Let's get another beer," Jake suggested but before they walked away from the strung-up boy, Jake proceeded to land a vicious right jab directly into the boy's midsection. It caught Ryan by surprise and he had little time to tighten his muscles before Jake's hard fist sank deep into his unsuspecting belly.

But Ryan had other worries now despite just being sucker-punched. The mention of Jake's brother sent icy chills throughout Ryan's battered body. Seventeen year old Brad Suggins was every young boy's worse nightmare. The county was full of rumors of Brad getting in all kinds of trouble with the law ever since he was thirteen years old and was found in his basement with a helpless boy of nine years old who was tied up to wooden rack. Ever since, Brad could be found stalking the neighborhoods looking for other boys younger than he was. He dropped out of school when he was fifteen and a year later was sentenced to a year in Juvenile confinement for "doing stuff" to a twelve year old boy that had since moved to another state. And Ryan suddenly remembered that Jake had said something like "being his brother's type" and the chill spread through his outstretched body like a wildfire.

The three fourteen year old boys had each gotten another can of beer and Alex brought his over to where Ryan was helplessly strung up. After shaking the can several times, Alex snapped the pop-top and directed the ejecting foamy beer directly on Ryan's bare body. All three teens laughed hysterically at the younger boy's humiliation, especially when Ryan's now beer-soaked bikini turned into nothing more than a transparent piece of flimsy fabric that left very little to the imagination.

"Hey check it out!! You can practically see EVERYTHING!" Alex exclaimed as he pointed in the direction of Ryan's wet clinging bikini. The younger boy's four inch 'boyhood' was now fully noticable as it extended horizonally across his upper thigh. Though still concealed by the sheer fabric, it's shape and size were fully apparent. Ryan felt totally embarassed, especially when he realized just how erect he had become. As the three fourteen year old boys were gawking at the humiliated pre-teen boy, the barn door opened and in walked Jake's seventeen year old older brother Brad and his best buddy Jeff who was also seventeen.

"Hey big bro! What's up?" yelled Jake to his older brother who he idolized like crazy. As Brad and Jeff entered the barn and got an eyeful of what was going on, Brad's jaw dropped like a stone as he stared at the awesome, sexy body of the hottest twelve year old he had ever seen.

"Hey dudes! Looks like you guys are havin' some fun, huh?" Brad said as he slowly approached Ryan's bare suspended body.

"Yeah. His name's R-Y-A-N, ain't he sumthin?" Tommy said.

"Lemme go, Lemme go!" pleaded the younger boy as Brad and Jeff approached and stood in front of his vulnerable body. Brad looked over to Jake and gave him the 'thumbs up' gesture and Jake responded likewise and also approached until all five teens were standing in a semi-circle around the twelve year old.

"FUCKIN-A!" Brad muttered as he studied the younger boy's helpless predicament, especially his soaking wet and drooping bikini briefs which showed off Ryan's obviously erect boyhood.

"We've been workin' him over good Brad, no kiddin'" Jake said eagerly.

"Yeah, we ever made a super slingshot...look," Tommy added as he pointed over to the picnic benches.

"That's for sure. We even got some nut shots in and we were gettin' ready for some more when you and Jeff showed up," Jake said quickly. Brad then proceeded to walk slowly around Ryan's suspended body, taking particular interest that the back of his bikini had been pulled down so as to expose his boy buns which were still glowing from the whips and the aftershave that had been splashed on them.

"Oh yeah...You guys have been busy alright, I can tell," Brad said as he tested the four lengths of rope that held Ryan's arms and legs outstretched. They were all tight as a drum and a close inspection of Ryan's wrists and ankles showed evidence of rope burns sered into his once flawless skin.

The three fourteen year old teens then went on to describe their entire day's activities and what they had done to Ryan so far and Brad and Jeff were obviousaly impressed.

"So ya used my brass knuckles on him, cool. Gimme em," Brad said at which point Jake reached into his front pocket and handed them to his big brother who eagerly slipped them on his fist. Seeing this, Ryan prepared himself for additional onsloughts to his bruised body.

"I still got your switchblade to bro," Jake added while pulling it from his other pocket and releasing the blade.

"Yeah, we were gonna cut that faggot bikini off him," Tommy giggled behind a closed fist. Brad looked down and smiled when he saw that despite Ryan's terrified expression; he was in a state of full sexual arousal.

"Cool...We'll get to that soon...Lemme have some fun with him first," Brad said as he proceeded to pound his armed fist into his left palm.

(to be continued)