Ambushed Part 15

Ambushed Part 15
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 15

Twelve year old Ryan was in a world of trouble and he knew it. Those two deliberate hits to his nuts almost finished him off but he was slowly recovering, although he knew deep down inside that they weren't going to be the last hits he took between the legs. Brad had sent his brother back to the house to get a video cam or something which meant that the rest of Ryan's ordeal was going to be recorded. He glanced down his bare chest and belly and noticed that his still wet bikini briefs were practically 'see-through', and try as he might, he was unable to keep his pre-teen boyhood from getting stiff. The ache in his belly was not as severe as earlier when the boys were taking turns bashing him in the abdominals. Because he was in such good shape, his belly muscles had stopped hurting so much, as well as his previously abused nipples. Still, he feared for his safety, as well as his survival.

While Brad, Jeff and the other younger boys were awaiting Jake's return with the videocam, Brad approached the twelve year old to size up the situation with the super-cute muscleboy. He found it difficult from staring at the front of Ryan's tenting bikini front, as well as the younger boy's still exposed butt cheeks from the rear. Quickly he reached down and grabbed one of Ryan's bare ass cheeks in his hand and squeezed it hard.

"HEY......STOP IT!" Ryan yelped as he tried in vain to twist his body away from Brad's groping hands. Seeing what his bud was doing, Jeff approached and grabbed the opposite ass cheek and soon both seventeen year olds were squeezing, kneading and pulling on the younger boy's bare buns. But it didn't stop there. Ryan was sure that he felt either Jeff or Brad probing his crack with their fingertip and he started to buck his hips forward so as to avoid the offending finger. While all this was going on, Tommy and Alex were laughing hysterically at the sight of the convulsing and squealing twelve year old.

"That's it.....make him squeal like a pig!" Tommy laughed as he popped open yet another can of brew.

"Hey am I missin' somethin?" Jake announced as he returned from the farmhouse carrying a brand new video cam.

"Just coppin' a feel from prettyboy," Brad told his little brother as he finally released the orb of pre-teen flesh from his dirty hand. Jeff also let go but not before he landed a loud SLAP across Ryan's butt cheek.

"YEOWWWW!!" yelled the helpless twelve year old since his buns were still sore from the earlier abuse that had been inflicted on them. Jeff and Brad then returned to the other boys and Brad took the vidcam from his brother.

"This is gonna be so cool......prettyboy's gonna be a movie star. You guys shoulda thought of this before when ya first got him tied up," Brad told the younger teens as he set up the camera on a shelf and aimed it toward Ryan's spread-eagled body. Then he hit the 'record' button and after making sure that it was perfectly focused and that Ryan was 'in the picture', he returned to his buds. Seeing that he was being filmed, Ryan again struggled helplessly between his ropes that bound his wrists and ankles.

"That's it Muscle-Boy, get some action goin' for the camera," Jeff teased as he watched the twelve year old squirm and gyrate his bare body.

"Oh man this is gonna make for some awesome internet downloads for sure," Brad suggested before he walked over to where the picnic benches had been converted into an assault weapon.

"So show me how this thing works," Brad demanded as he tested the strength and elasticity of the converted rubber inner tube.

"It's like a super slingshot dude," Jake explained as he pulled back on the rubber tube, inserted a marble and sent it flying towards Ryan's body, just missing his swerving hips.

"Yeah, both Tommy and Jake got hits on his nuts, but I missed," complained Alex dejectedly while taking a swig of beer.

"That's because ya need a better target dude," Brad explained while approaching the bound and stretched twelve year old.

"Hey Jake.....ya got that switchblade knife I gave ya?" he asked his younger brother.

"You bet......here it is," Jake replied as he pulled the knife from his front pocket and handed it to Brad who expertly pressed the switch. With a audible 'click', the blade sprung free from it's handle and Brad brandished it in front of the terrified younger boy.

"Has he been introduced to our little friend yet?" Brad asked.

"Yeah," replied Jake eagerly, "I showed him the blade before ya got here."

Like his little bro had done earlier, Brad twisted the knife blade in front of Ryan's eyes before he deliberately ran the tip of the steel blade up and down Ryan's bare chest. then slowly lower to his taut bare abdomen where he traced the knife-tip along the contours of his well-defined tummy muscles. Again, Ryan began to squirm his helpless body in reaction to the cold steel but Brad was persistent. He boldly used the very tip of the blade to probe and tease the younger boy's stretched navel. Brad smiled when he discovered just how sensitive the twelve year old was there since Ryan's squirming motion only intensified when his navel was stimulated.

"Whattsa matter faggot. Ya ticklish on your cute belly button?" Brad teased as he looked back to his buds who were obviously enjoying the show. Then Brad proceeded scrape the edge of the blade up and down Ryan's extreme lower belly just above the lowered fabric of the bikini briefs before he slipped the tip of the knifeblade inside the elastic waistband. Ryan felt the cold steel ever so close to his still stiffening boyhood and he clenched his eyes shut in fright.

"Cut that stupid faggot bikini off him," Alex suddenly blurted out as he and the others moved even closer to the action until they stood in a semi-circle around in front of both Brad and Ryan.

"NO.....DON'T DO THAT....PLEASE.....LEMME GO!" Ryan continued to protest but it fell on deaf ears as Brad drew the knife-blade across to Ryan's right hip. Then he slipped the blade into the bottom of the bikini's leg opening on Ryan's bare hip and with a snap of his wrist, cut through the flimsy fabric until the only thing holding up the bikini was Ryan's stiff boyhood.

"Oh yeah.......do it!" Jake grunted as he took a swig of beer and licked his lips.

"Fuckin'-A," Tommy added as he nudged Alex with his elbow and smiled. In a flash, Brad brought the knife over to the opposite side of Ryan's bare hips and repeated the deed. Immediately, the sliced, flimsy garment feel to the ground between Ryan's widely spread legs and he found himself completely, 100% bare-ass. Brad retracted the knife and jammed it in his pocket. Freed from the confines of his bikini briefs, Ryan's now exposed boyhood sprung to full attention as he resumed his protests.

"DON'T.......STOP IT!" he yelled as the other boys stood there with their eyes glued to his fully upright organ.

"Oh Man!!" exclaimed Tommy, "totally awesome!"

"Hey dude......not bad for a kid, nice and smooth too," Jeff teased as he reached down and flicked the head of Ryan's erection with his finger. As he was doing this, Brad went over to retrieve the video cam so as to get some good close ups of Ryan's predicament.

"Hey faggot.....smile for the camera," he laughed as he zoomed in on Ryan's member as the twelve year old again struggled uselessly between his binds. Above the shaft of Ryan's boycock, his totally hairless and loosely hung nutsack swayed freely between his spread thighs and Alex licked his lips in anticapation of getting his next 'marble' shot at the boy.

"Cool.....now I got a better target to aim at!" he laughed.

"That's nuthin'......I got an even better idea how we can make our TARGET even easier to hit," Brad went as he handed the video cam to Jeff who continued to record the struggling naked boy. Brad went over to a shelf and picked up a spool of fishing line. After unwinding several feet of the thin, but super strong fishing twine, he returned to Ryan's outstretched body.

"Whatcha gonna do?" asked his little bro Jake.

"Just watch and learn," Brad replied as he proceeded to tie a noose at the end of the twine. Then he playfully dropped the open noose over the head of Ryan's upright four-and-a-half-inch boner and, with a flick of his wrist, lassoed the youngster's boyhood just beneath the flared, mushroom-shaped head. A second flick of his wrist tightened the noose and Ryan let out a scream.

"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!" yelled the pre-teen boy as the fishing twine dug tightly into his erection just below the ridge of his cock-head. In the meantime, Jeff was zooming in the vidcam on what was going on. As Brad pulled the twine upward and tight, it not only stretched Ryan's shaft up his belly, but it also elevated and brought forward his loosely hung nut-sack into full view. Ryan's twin, walnut-sized testicles were now clearly and visably outlined inside the pinkish skin of his sack. His left nut sagged just a shade lower than the right but both were now completely vulnerable, even more so than when they were still concealed by the bikini.

"AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!" gawked Alex.

"Aw man......perfect!!" added Tommy as he noticed how the boy's nuts continued to swing back and forth as he struggled.

"See....I told ya.....now let's see who can make the first direct hit," Brad said as he reached up and tied off the other end of the fishing twine to a nail in the ceiling above Ryan's head.

(to be continued)