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Innocence Lost - 9
by Tim S. (no address provided)

***

The joyful loss of innocence of a boy due to the actions 
of his best friend, his father and others. Earlier parts 
of this store may be found in directory 32. (MMm, ped, 
oral, anal, drugs, fisting, tor, gb)

***

As I hung there from the rack, I could hear the voices 
and movements of the men arriving. Bear greeting each of 
them with his loud booming voice that I didn't have to 
strain to hear. It seemed a bit weird to me for me to be 
hanging here, nude and shiny with oil, waiting for 
twenty strange men to come and have sex with me, but 
then another wave of the medicine rolled over me and 
everything was once again alright with the world. I'm 
not sure if I dozed off, but suddenly I noticed that 
Frank was standing right in front of me, staring at my 
naked, lithe form. 

"Damn, kid. You are a freaky one, aren't you? Well, I 
hope you are ready, because they're all coming down here 
in a minute. Bear wants to wait and guide them all down 
together so they all get to see you at the same time. 
I'm the lucky one. He let me come down early so that I 
could put your ampoules down here and set up the camera. 
Boy are you in for a night." Just then I heard Bear's 
voice at the top of the stairs, telling the guys to 
watch their heads on the way down. 

Frank dropped off his supplies, set up a movie camera 
and left the cave to join them, closing the door behind 
him. I started getting hard with anticipation. I could 
hear Bone outside with them giving little barks, and 
clawing at the door trying to get in. Bear stopped 
outside the door to the cave and had all of the men 
strip down before entering. As they did, he began his 
introduction.

"Now, I know you have all probably gotten tired of 
hearing me talk about our guest tonight, and I 
appreciate your patience. But I assure you that after 
tonight you will all be talking about him for a long 
time to come. Everyone done? Good. Then, gentlemen, let 
me proudly introduce our star for the evening. My lover, 
my adopted son and my new best friend, Timmy." 

The men started filing in, all of them naked and most of 
them hard. Those that weren't already, quickly became so 
as they looked at me, strapped to the rack. "I've set up 
the tables for you all, but this one," he pointed to the 
table with the syringes, "is just for Timmy. Also, be 
careful with the top of his head, because Joe hooked up 
an IV to him so that we can medicate him as needed." 

He looked up at me. "Timmy, do you have any rules to 
add?" I shook my head "no." To be honest I was just 
ready for the fun to begin. Seeing all of these hot and 
horny men had gotten me so excited. Most of them were 
quite built. Not as well defined as Vance, but still, 
they had good muscle tone on them and lots of chest 
hair. And not a single one of them had a small cock. 

They all protruded proudly from their groins, bobbing as 
they walked around me to get a full view of their fun 
for the evening. Bone came up to give my genitals a 
lick, but Bear pulled him away and told him to stay in a 
corner. Bone obeyed as well as I did. 

"Well then, since Timmy has seen fit not to impose any 
rules for us, we pretty much have free reign. Oh, and 
the reason Bone is here is because Timmy has agreed to 
let Bone fuck him later. And Frank has promised to give 
Timmy one of his surprises later, so you know what that 
means." 

A murmur of excitement sounded from the men. They were 
all obviously impressed and excited by whatever Bear and 
Frank had in store for me. "Let the party begin!" Bear 
added and went to the stereo to play some music. 

The men broke up into various groups. Some went for the 
food and drinks, some went for the drugs and others just 
stayed where they were, gawping at me and rubbing their 
erect members. 

"Well, what are you waiting for, gentlemen? I said let 
the party begin. Are you ready, Timmy?" 

"Can I smoke some first?" The men laughed and one went 
to get me the water pipe. Bear put in an extra large 
amount and lit it up. 

"This is the good stuff, Timmy. A gift for you from 
Vance." I smiled as I puffed on it several times. My 
prick got even harder and I started grinding my hips in 
a very lewd manner. When it was gone, they returned the 
pipe and Bear repeated his question.

"Are you ready, Timmy?"

"God, yes. I feel so good. I need some cock now!!!" The 
men were on me quickly. They swung the rack around so 
that I was face down. I was glad Bear had decided to put 
on the waist belt, as I would never have been strong 
enough to hold myself up without it. I was assaulted 
from both ends. Two hard, meaty penises were pointed at 
my face. 

I just opened my mouth and let them fight over who got 
to go in first. Meanwhile several other guys were lining 
up for my back hole. The plug was gingerly removed by 
Bear with a small popping sound.

"Jesus! Look at that gape! This kid is all stretched out 
and ready to go!" one of them shouted and then they 
attacked. The man who managed to push his way to the 
front of line wasted no time and forced himself as far 
in as he could go in a single push. He was pretty 
surprised at how far he went.

"Damn this kid is deep!" he shouted.

"This side, too!" said the guy in front as he pushed in 
past my uvula and down my throat. I felt his pubes 
brushing my face with his first thrust. They both went 
as deep and as hard as they could, almost trying to see 
who could make me cry out in pain first. I won, as I was 
able to enjoy both of their ministrations without making 
a sound other than deep moans of pleasure. They seemed 
to enjoy that even more.

"Christ! He loves it!" cried the guy in my ass. "I'm all 
of the way in and he's pushing back to try and get 
more!" They kept pushing against each other, using me 
like their personal fuck slave. I was in heaven. The guy 
in my mouth popped first and I got initial taste of 
semen for the night. Thick and chunky. I didn't have but 
a second before his partner was forcing his way in my 
mouth, but in that second I looked around for Bear.

He had assumed his favourite station over by the drinks 
and was watching the action with a proud smile on his 
face. I flushed warm all over seeing how proud he was 
and opened up for the next invading dick. I heard a 
whirring sound by my head and screwed my eyes around to 
look at where it was coming from. It was Frank. He was 
filming the action at my mouth. I guess they wanted to 
make sure that no one missed a second of this depravity. 

I wondered how this would all look on film, but not for 
too long. I was enjoying myself too much to be concerned 
about anything for very long. My butt was suddenly 
filled with semen and another invader quickly replaced 
the other. This one entered easier since I was already 
lubed with come. He pounded away at me and I could hear 
a slapping sound with every push inside. His balls were 
slapping against mine. 

My dick was stiff as a board as they both entertained 
themselves with my orifices. It felt wonderful to be 
taken like this again, with wild abandon, repeatedly. It 
was made even more exciting that it was all being 
captured on film. (Remember this was the seventies. No 
video cameras yet. I've got to wonder if any copies of 
it still exist, forgotten in someone's attic or 
basement. I'd actually be interested to see it. Wouldn't 
you?)

They took me repeatedly as I hung from the rack. I took 
all comers without a care. Fat dicks. Skinny dicks. Long 
dicks. Short dicks. Cut dicks. Uncut dicks. Hairy dicks. 
Bald dicks. Smelly dicks. (Seriously some of them 
smelled like they had just been pulled out of someone's 
shitty ass, and tasted just as bad.) Clean dicks. All of 
them. I loved them all (even the shitty ones) and begged 
for more. 

When the drug haze had lifted somewhat I came to a 
little realization that, strapped to the rack like I was 
in the middle of the yellow circle, it would be 
difficult to exit it, had I actually wanted to. Not that 
I did. It was just a thought. I'm sure I could have 
called out to Bear to release me, if I desired, but how 
does one call out for help when they have eight inches 
of uncut cock closing off their airway? But for right 
now I was content to just let them have their fun. I 
drank as much cum as I could and got douched with almost 
all of them before they left me alone and abandoned 
hanging in chains. That was when Bear stepped up. 

"Sorry, Timmy, no time for a blow job right now. I just 
gotta have a piece of that ass while you're hanging 
there. It looked so hot watching them fuck you on the 
rack. Did you like it?" I nodded. "No, Timmy. Talk to 
me. Talk to your daddy. Did you like fucking them on the 
rack?"

"Yes, daddy."

"Why?"

"Because I couldn't stop them if I tried. I couldn't get 
out. I was at their mercy."

"That's right." Bear was really turned on, just like 
last night when I blew him. He was in a dirty, 
aggressive mood and I felt myself become more excited 
because of it. He pushed some of the muscle relaxant 
into the tube and I fell loose like a rag doll. "Now 
it's my turn, Timmy. Do you want my prick in you?"

"Yes, daddy. Fuck me with that huge cock of yours. I 
want it. I want it all." Frank was filming this exchange 
and moved down to my rear so that he could get a close 
up of Bear's giant member tearing me apart. He slid in 
without any of the usual tenderness. He was lost in 
lust. He was just going to tear me apart. I was as 
relaxed and my ass was as slick as it had ever been. He 
got in deeper than any of the previous fucks so far that 
night with just one push. 

I cried out in love/lust/pleasure/pain. "God, yes, 
Daddy. Fuck me. Fuck your little boy. Tear my ass up. 
Ahhh. God, yes." The other men stopped whatever they 
were doing to watch this and cheer Bear on. Their 
comments of "Holy shit," "Fuck" and "I've never seen 
anyone take it so deep" were like a balm to my torn 
apart hole. I was so thrilled that I could impress them 
with my little body, that I started to push back on 
Bear's thick, meaty tool.

"That's it, Timmy. Fuck me back. I want you to take all 
of it. Come on, boy. I know that you can take this. Push 
it boy, tear it up." He egged me on. He was well past my 
sigmoid colon and was sliding deeper, but before I could 
take it all, Bear's jizz joined that of his friends and 
he collapsed on top of me. When he recovered, he pulled 
out and turned the rack over, so that I was now facing 
him. 

He popped his softening, cum covered cock into my mouth, 
which I sucked on with abandon. I could taste not only 
his semen, but that of the other men's contributions. It 
was heavenly. "See, Timmy, that's why I like to come in 
your mouth first. I can't fuck for very long otherwise. 
But, hey, it's not like it's the only time I'm going to 
fuck you tonight, is it boy?"

"I pushed his dick out of my mouth long enough to say 
"No, daddy." and he slid it back in. He kept flipping me 
over and over so that he could re-coat his prick in the 
slime drooling out of my ass and transferring their 
combined juices back to my mouth. I just kept licking 
and sucking it down. Mother's milk. Nectar. Paradise.
	

He released me from my bonds and guided me through the 
crowd of still horny men so that we could all catch our 
collective breath. The men gathered around me to give me 
hugs, pats on the back or to (gently) ruffle my hair. 
Bear gave me a big glass of sweet wine and we all made 
small talk for a bit. Joe and Frank told the tale about 
what I had done in the booth earlier this morning and 
Carl, Ed and James told their story. Then Bear topped 
them all with my early morning bestiality exploits. As 
he was talking, he drew up a syringe of medication and 
shot it into my tube. 

I looked at him questioningly and he quickly advised me 
that Bone was up next and that I definitely needed to be 
relaxed for him. I walked over to Bone to give him some 
attention, scratching his head and rubbing his belly. 
Partly because he seemed lonely and partly because I 
started feeling dizzy from the new medicine and wanted 
to get off of my feet, lest I fall down. I noticed that 
he was wearing little booties on his front paws. I 
wouldn't know why until later. 

As I rubbed his stomach, Bone started to get excited, 
perhaps remembering this morning. Other men noticed 
Bone's "red bullet" popping out and were surprised when 
I went down on it as if it were the most normal thing to 
do in the world. They brought me actions to Bear's 
attention, and he told everyone to gather around for 
"Act Two" of the evening's festivities, which they did. 
Frank got the camera whirring again and got down close 
to the action. 

I kept sucking on the furry phallus until Bear told me 
to get up on my knees. I wanted to, but was physically 
incapable at this point. After my third attempt, Bear 
grabbed a cushion and helped me into position. He took 
Bone by the collar and showed him my still dripping back 
door. Bone gave it a tentative lick and then drove his 
tongue into it, penetrating me deeper than any other 
tongue previously. 

He was so deep inside of me. This only lasted for a 
short bit, though, as soon he climbed up onto my back 
and stabbed at me with his prick. He kept missing, so 
one of the guys helped out by guiding him into my wet, 
twitching hole. It may have been James because a second 
later he was whispering in my ear.

"You ever fucked a dog before, kid?" I shook my head no. 
"Ok. Well, my dad makes me fuck mine all of the time. 
Just relax. A dog isn't like a man. A dog will just keep 
on fucking you until he's done. He won't rest. He'll 
just keep on going, ok? And that knot at the end is 
going to hurt. I know you don't think it will because of 
all of the other things you've put in your ass and 
watching you fuck Bear was impressive, but this is 
totally different. Bone won't care if you're ready for 
it or not. 

"He's just going to push it in. And you're lucky because 
Bear cares enough about you to cover Bone's claws. They 
really dig into your skin and can hurt a lot. Relax kid. 
Allow it to penetrate you. Alright?" A head bob from me. 
James gave me a kiss and whispered "Good luck" before 
joining all of the others watching the show. And I've 
got to admit it. He was right.

Bone shoved his cock deep inside of me and started 
humping away. He was trying to dig his front paws into 
my sides. I could feel those claws trying to pierce my 
skin, but the booties prevented it. Thank you, Bear. 
Bone was rather rough when you got right down to it, 
just like James had said. He wasn't gentle or loving. It 
was just pure, unbridled animal lust. I felt the knot of 
him banging at my back door and start to slip in a 
little bit with each push. Finally, completely at random 
it tore into me. I screamed. Loudly. It echoed in the 
walls of the cave. The men cheered. Frank got underneath 
us to film it. 

I had knotted with Bone, and it FUCKING HURT! My ass 
clamped down on it and held it firmly, so that it 
wouldn't slip out and run the risk of having to be 
pushed back in again. I could feel Bone's doggie dick 
expand inside of me, pushing on the walls of my rectum 
penetrating me deeper with each passing second. Bone 
nuzzled his nose into my neck and was panting in my ear, 
tickling me a little. 

He was making little whining sounds as he humped me. He 
nipped at my neck and ears a little. It was so wrong, 
but also, I hate to admit it, so right as well. I felt 
him jizz inside of me, but he didn't stop. James was 
right again. Any man would try to push it in as deep as 
he could get it when he blew his load, but Bone didn't. 
He kept mating with me as he jizzed. I could feel the 
sheer volume of his load filling me up and Bone just 
kept right on going. Once his cum started flowing it 
really didn't stop, as far as I could tell. 

One of the men walked up to me and held my head up to 
piss in my face, adding insult to injury. He then forced 
his cock into my mouth and pissed some more while he 
fucked my face. Soon the piss taste was replace by some 
salty cum and he pulled it out of my mouth. Other men 
started to randomly urinate on me as well, showering my 
back and hair. I was about to cry out in pain again at 
Bone's constant attack, when suddenly and without 
warning, he stopped and tried to pull out. 

My sphincter was still clamped down desperately on his 
knot as he tried escape my clutch. He didn't. As he 
hopped off to the side of me, he pulled me along. He was 
trying to get away from me and I went alone for the 
ride. He looked back and whimpered a bit before trying 
to walk off again. Sorry, puppy. I slid right along with 
him. 

After a foot or two, he stopped, turned around and 
climbed right back up, fucking me some more. Immediately 
his semen started flowing again, but he kept right on 
going for a few minutes more. We repeated the trying to 
get away ritual again before he came back for a third 
and then a fourth time. He fucked me raw. Over and over 
again. 

After the fifth time of this, he hopped off again and 
tried to pull away again. This time, however, his 
swelling had subsided somewhat and I felt it start to 
slip from my grasp. Then, suddenly the knot was ripped 
out of me in once great pull. I again screamed. Louder, 
I think than when it was shoved into me. 

His great load exploded out of me and gushed down my 
legs and my genitalia pooling below me. I collapsed into 
the large puddle and just lay there while the men petted 
and loved on Bone. Only Bear came over to me, sat on the 
floor next to me and moved me so that he could hold me 
close to him. I could still feel the semen running out 
of my hole. Bear spoke softly to me.

"You ok, Timmy? (He didn't wait for my response.) That 
was- well, that was simply incredible, Timmy. You took 
everything Bone could give. I've seen him wear out 
bitches in heat, but not you. Not my little, lovely boy. 
Wow. They're going to talk about that forever, son, you 
know that? Wow. I never thought. Sure, I figured you'd 
do it once and then want us to pull him away as soon as 
that knot got into you. 

"But... Wow. You are an incredible little boy, do you 
know that? Now I know you are going to be able to take 
your surprise. Wow. I am so proud of you." Those last 
words brought me out of my stupor and I clung tightly to 
my Bear. "You ready to stop, or are you read for more?"

"More." I whispered. "But I need some smoke first."

"Nah, kid. Forget the smoke. I've got something even 
better. Why don't you entertain the boys a bit while I 
get it ready." He slumped me over the cushion on my 
knees again and told the guys to have some fun before 
"Act Three" started. "Except you, Frank. You need to get 
ready."

"You sure?" he replied.

"Look at what the kid did already. He's on fire and 
ready to do anything tonight. Plus, I'm gonna give him 
some ‘H' to make sure."

They were on me in a flash, apparently my "puppet" show 
with Bone really brought out a fervor in them. They 
didn't bother with my mouth this time as it was 
currently tasting the mat and just all took turns with 
my ass. I turned my head to see Bear take the tan stone 
and crush it up onto a large spoon. He mixed in some of 
the fluid in the bottle and held that over the flaming 
torch. I could see a bit of smoke rise up from the 
concoction. About this time, one of the men got tired of 
waiting on the line for my rear and plopped down next to 
me. 

He grabbed my head and guided it onto his hard dick. I 
just opened my mouth and he did the rest, holding the 
sides of me head and pushing it up and down on his rod. 
I didn't care. He kept pushing until it slid past the 
back of my throat and went further down. Over and over 
the men took their turns, essentially raping me. Again, 
I didn't care. I was a bit gone at this point and you 
know what they say, "You can't rape the willing." 

When each man had added his contribution to the copious 
amount of semen currently swimming around inside of my 
bowels, Bear picked me up and placed me into the "just 
in case" swing. Obviously there was no "just in case" 
about it. Bear knew what he was doing and what he wanted 
to have done to me probably since before I had arrived 
the previous evening. 

As he flipped me over to lay me in the swing, I could 
hear a big splat on the floor of male fluids escaping my 
gaping ass hole. I felt a big swell of pride in me that 
I had been able to take so much of their juice inside of 
me. Bear took my hands and feet and placed them into the 
straps on the swing. 

"I'm sorry, Timmy. (No he wasn't.) But you definitely 
need to be strapped down for this one." I looked at him 
questioningly as he tightened the straps. "You remember 
what Frank's nickname is?" I nodded my head as I 
squeaked out the words.

"The Fist."

"That's right, buddy. Frank the Fist. I told you why, 
also, right?"

"Because he's so good at....(my head suddenly put two 
and two together) fisting?!?"

"Yup, that's right. And now it's your turn, son. Frank 
is going to fist you." I wasn't sure what to think. I 
wasn't sure if I could do it, if I could fit a grown-up 
man's entire hand inside of my ripped apart ass hole. I 
wanted to. I wanted Bear to be proud of me. I wanted the 
men to be impressed by me. But still... I remembered how 
much Jimmy's fist had hurt me the first time, and he was 
still a kid, really not much bigger than me. But a 
grown-up's fist? I'll be honest. It scared the hell out 
of me. 

"But don't worry. I've got the ‘H' all ready for you. 
You'll be floating on a cloud here in just a few minutes 
and it won't be that bad." Somehow, I doubted that. He 
pushed some of the "H" into my head tube and told me, 
"Just a little bit right now. This is strong shit. Let's 
see how you do with it first before I give you some 
more. We don't want you to O.D. on it." I wasn't sure 
what the hell an O.D. was, but if Bear didn't want it, 
then I didn't want it either. 

The crowd parted and I saw Frank staring at me. He had a 
twisted smile on his face. Like I was his canary that he 
was going to eat. He stood before me, sizing me up a 
bit. He ran his thumbs over his fingernails and stopped 
every time he found a sharp edge to file it down a bit. 
I was starting to feel a bit light-headed and in a good 
place. I tried to keep my eyes on Frank, but my vision 
was getting hazy. 

When Frank was satisfied with his fingernails, he had 
the other men pass him some of the lubricants that were 
on the table. I saw the can of Crisco and other various 
bottles and tubes being passed to him, which he placed 
on the floor in front of me. Bear suddenly got in my 
field of vision and he had a bit of a shimmer to him.

"Doing OK, Timmy? How are you feeling?" I tried to tell 
him that I was fine, but all that came out was a little 
"hmm." "

"Don't worry, I got some good lube for you. It's the 
same stuff veterinarians use. Really slick. Need some 
more?" He held up the syringe. I nodded yes and he 
pushed a bit more into the tube. Frank was on his knees 
in front of me and was slicking up his hands with some 
clear jelly. He held up two fingers for me to see and 
then placed them inside of me. To me, at this point, two 
fingers were just a tease. 

Then two fingers on his other hand were held up and slid 
into me. He started pulling my butt hole apart in 
opposite directions. He was trying to see how far I 
would stretch at this point. I felt him place three 
fingers on each hand in me now and my vision got even 
hazier. Six fingers. Not bad for a four year old, I 
figured. 

The cave started to take on another colour. It appeared 
a bit gold and glowing. Frank moved his right hand 
fingers out and instead pushed four in on his left hand 
all the way to the palm. He twisted his hand around 
inside of me, back and forth, trying to screw the hand 
into me. Every turn of his hand allowed a little bit 
more to slide inside. 

I was quickly approaching my limits of stretching, but 
Frank showed no signs of letting up. Bear was at my side 
again and pushed the rest of the syringe inside of me 
and then moved over to the table and started cooking up 
some more. The rest of the guys were all huddled around 
in a semi-circle watching the action. Some were making 
faces of disgust others had only lust and encouragement 
on their faces. But all were impressed. 

I could feel Frank's thumb press against my little 
scrotum, before it circled down and back up again. I 
strained against the straps holding me in place. I was 
crying. I was screaming. I was calling Bear to come and 
help me. To do anything to make the pain go away. Bear 
was at my side again and speaking to me.

"Come on, Timmy. You can take this. Believe me you can. 
I know it hurts, but do this for me, Timmy. Do it for 
me. Take that fist. Here, have some more "H." It's gonna 
help. I've got an ampoule for you, too, but I'm not 
going to give it to you until he's in all of the way." 
He pushed the "H" into the tube. The whole syringe. It 
hit almost immediately and I started to calm down some.

"I don't want to do this. Please don't make me do this, 
daddy. I can't. I can't do it. Please, daddy, please 
Bear, please don't make me do this."

"Yes, boy. Yes, you can. You can do this. I know you and 
I know you want this. Do it, buddy. Do it. Take his 
whole hand in your ass." The medicine was really 
starting to hit hard. I was seeing flashes of light and 
everything started to twist around in my head. And 
Frank's hand kept twisting around in my butt when 
suddenly, it stopped. His thumb started pressing against 
my tortured hole. 

I could feel it wiggling its way inside. I don't know 
how it was going to fit, as I was quite sure that the 
pressure of my ass hole clamping down on what was 
already inside of it was making a pretty tight seal. My 
vision was going white by this time and I was definitely 
floating on a cloud, Frank's bond with me the only thing 
holding me to this planet.

The pressure continued as did my tears and screams. Why 
was he doing this to me? Why was Bear torturing me like 
this. Why was I being punished? That's what this was, I 
came to realize. My punishment. The one he owed me from 
yesterday, when I had disobeyed him and took my hands 
from behind my back. His thumb was now halfway inside 
and he started twisting his hand around again. But did I 
deserve this? What I had done was such a little thing. 
Did the punishment need to be this severe? Someone 
started sucking on me, no doubt trying to bring a little 
pleasure in with all of the pain. No. I didn't deserve 
to be punished so severely. 

Frank increased the pressure again. And again I 
screamed. He almost had all of his thumb into me by now. 
The mystery sucker increased his attack on my genitalia, 
and now had my balls in his mouth, as well. It did feel 
good. Frank's thumb was now pushing against my prostate. 
I let go with some fluid or another. Piss, jizz, by this 
time it all felt the same. Oh, god. I couldn't do this. 
It was too much. "Please, Bear, make it stop. Please, 
I'll do anything you want me to. Please. I'll be a good 
boy. I promise to obey you. I-I..." Apparently, I was 
saying these words out loud, because Bear was answering 
me.

"You are a good boy. My good, little son. You almost 
have it. You've almost taken all of it. I know you can 
do it. This isn't punishment, Timmy. This is for you. 
Trust me. Trust daddy to make you feel good." But all 
this pain? There was no pleasure in this. Not that I 
could feel anyway. 

Suddenly, some of the pain subsided and I could hear a 
cheer from all of the men. "He did it." "Holy shit." 
"That kid is incredible!" And so on and so forth. I 
realized that my anal sphincter muscles were now closing 
a bit and I realized that it was in me. Frank's fist was 
inside of me. I had stretched so much and now I was 
closing up on his wrist. I felt his thumb knuckle 
resting comfortably on my prostate. I could feel his 
fingers wiggling deep inside of my rectum. I thought it 
impossible that I could ever do it, but here I was, 
being used as Frank's hand puppet. And to be honest? It 
felt good. It really did. 

I felt so full. So stuffed with his hand. And I liked 
the feeling of Frank's fingers tickling my insides. But 
then something bad happened. I felt the pressure on my 
butt hole increase while the pressure on the depths of 
me decreased. He was pulling it back out! I was forced 
to stretch to those ungodly limits again. It felt like 
the biggest shit I had ever taken in my life. It was 
hideous. His thumb slid out first, giving me a moment's 
respite. 

Then his fingers left me wide and gaping. But then the 
fingers were back! They were twisting their way in 
again. God, no, not again. Anything but that. But there 
they were, opening me up again. His thumb again. 
Stretching me again. Tearing me apart again. I was 
screaming again.

"Please, Bear. Please, daddy. Please! Don't let him hurt 
me again. No. NO! Please, please, please, daddy. Please. 
Make it stop. Make it stop. Please make the pain stop!" 
Then I heard a small cracking sound and caught a whiff 
of one of the ampoules. I inhaled as deeply as my little 
lungs could. I felt the acrid gas filling my chest with 
its sweet relief. And then... And then... Blackness. 
Beautiful, blissful unconsciousness overcame me and I 
was out for God only knows how long, but it was long 
enough for Frank to delve deeper into me tortured ass 
hole. 

When I came to, I had a cock buried up to the hilt in my 
mouth. I felt whoever's pubic hairs sticking up my nose 
and all I could see was the man's belly. Even when I was 
unconscious, they didn't stop. I suddenly became aware 
of the pressure deep inside of me. I'm sure Frank had 
more than just his hand in me, but I could not confirm 
it, due to the man fucking my mouth. But when Frank 
twisted his hand in me, I could feel his thumb running 
across the inside of my coccyx. 

The man in front of me finally shot his load in me, 
pushing so hard that my face was squished by his abdomen 
and I could not breathe. He pulled out and from the 
depths of my esophagus I felt the head ride up and pass 
between my lips. My vision was still hazy, so to this 
day I am unsure whose cock it was. I glanced down and 
saw Frank. He had a bit more than his hand in me. It was 
past the wrist and he was still trying to push. When he 
did, I rode the swing backwards several feet. 

He was trying to force his whole forearm into me, the 
way Jimmy had done such a short time ago. I saw movement 
out of the corner of my eye and spotted Bear as he 
inserted the syringe into the tube and filled my veins 
with more medication. I don't know what it was, and I 
really didn't care to know. The pain was starting back 
again and I wanted to be done with it. He looked down at 
me and our eyes connected. He gave me a bit of a smile, 
which, for some ungodly reason, I returned. I knew that 
he was enjoying this, but I'm not sure why I was. 

Frank removed his hand from me. An interesting 
sensation, to be sure. He applied more lubricant and 
then forcefully reinserted in. All conventions of 
tenderness and care had been thrown out of the window by 
now. Most of my pain had passed and though I was not 
really feeling pleasure at this point, I will say that 
there was a slightly good feeling emanating from within 
me. Another crack, another whiff and once again 
blackness enveloped me. 

When I came to, there was a pool of semen in my mouth 
that I had to swallow quickly, lest I choke on it but 
there was no cock in sight from whence it came. It 
didn't matter. It was cum and I loved it. I heard that 
familiar whirring sound again and noticed that someone 
had taken over the camera duties for Frank, since, with 
half of his arm inside me as it was, he was rather 
indisposed at the moment and could not fulfill that 
function. 

That's right. Half of his forearm was now stretching me 
to me limits. Most of the men were still watching, 
incredulous of how this was even physically possible. 
But there it was, right before their eyes. They could 
not dispute it. Frank twisted and turned his arm this 
way and that deep inside my bowels. And, believe it or 
not, it actually was feeling good. Bear was back with 
another syringe and filled me up with drugs again, but 
this time when he brought the ampoule, I shook my head 
no. He looked at me questioningly.

"Not this time, daddy. It's starting to feel good and I 
want to feel it."

"Are you sure, Timmy?"	

"Yes, daddy. I like it now. I like the way his fingers 
feel inside of me. It kind of tickles." Bear smiled at 
this and dropped down to kiss me.

"Didn't I tell you that you'd like it? Feels good when 
it's in there, doesn't it?"

"Yes, daddy." I said with a hiss because Frank was 
trying to push more inside of me. He kept twisting and 
moving his fingers in me and it really was feeling good. 
Hard to believe, I know, but I was there and you 
weren't, so you'll have to trust me on this. Bear 
straddled my face and dropped his drooling hard-on onto 
my lips. I opened and took it without protest. It slid 
down to the very depths of my throat. If I didn't know 
better, I would think that, with as deep as both Bear 
and Frank were in me, they would soon touch. I felt 
Bear's hairs in my nose and realized that he had gotten 
all of his hard tool inside of me. 

All of it. Every last little centimeter was down my 
gullet. No pain. No choking. Not a single gag. There was 
no wall there for him to break through. Just solid cock 
all the way down. He pressed his groin into my face, 
squishing my nose up against him. His balls were 
dangling on my chest. I heard the camera close to my ear 
again, no doubt getting a close up of how deep Bear was 
inside of me. I felt someone else tonguing my balls and 
sucking on my little hard on. It felt good. Real good. 
Too good. 

Dear reader, I want you to stop and take in the big 
picture here. A four year old boy. Strapped to a sex 
swing, his hands and feet bound, so as to not let him 
move away. A fully grown man pushing half of his arm 
into that boy's rectum. Another fully grown man's more 
than average sized dick being swallowed down the boy's 
throat so much that the man's stomach is pressing 
against the boy's face. 

The in and out motion of the boy sucking the much more 
than average sized prick being provided by the man's arm 
in the boy's ass as he tries to get even more of said 
arm deeper in. Then add in another fully grown man 
sucking on the boy's penis, while all the while it is 
being filmed by yet another man and witnesses by 
seventeen more men and one teenager. If that doesn't 
blow your mind, I'm not sure what will. Where was I? Ah, 
yes. Feeling too good.

I was starting to moan due to the sheer amount of sexual 
energy filling my body. It was approaching the breaking 
point. One man must have thought that I was suffering 
again because he brought over one of the blue bottles. 
He cracked it open and held it under my nose. I took 
several deep breaths. Bear took the bottle so that he 
could inhale some for himself and then passed it back 
under my nose again. Bear started to seriously fuck my 
face. My mouth was stretched wide around his prick. The 
unknown sucking on me picked up his tempo and Frank 
followed suit. It was too much. My head was swimming. 

My brain was screaming. Bear was yelling on absolute 
passion and I could not hold back anymore. I exploded 
into the unknown mouth that was loving on my squirting 
member. I'm not sure if it was cum or piss, but there 
was a lot of it. It felt like my insides were trying to 
force their way out. He drank it down, just as Bear 
unleashed inside of me. He forced his way in deeper than 
before. I could neither see nor breath as my face was 
planted firmly inside of Bear's hairy belly. My ass hole 
throbbed and twitched around Frank's forearm and tried 
to squeeze the life out of it. 

Bear's fluids filled my belly and started to come back 
up around his pulsating meat. It was now dripping down 
my cheeks and chin. There was just so much of it and I 
was already filled with the other men's juices that it 
had nowhere else to go. Frank gave an extra push inside 
of me and I felt another squirt of my own fluids shoot 
into that mouth. I was in a sexual paradise and nothing 
could possibly ruin that moment.

Sadly, it was over in a few short moments. Bear had 
finished and was pulling himself out of me. Frank, too, 
was pulling out. My mystery man gave me one last suck 
and then was gone. Bear's cum was oozing down the side 
of my face, but was too wasted to care enough to try and 
lick it up. The men's old semen was drooling out of my 
ass hole along with lubricant and shit and everything 
else that was inside of my rectum. And I hung there, 
completely spent and used in ways most grown men would 
never understand. And it felt good. 

Frank offered to all the other's present to step up and 
insert their fists, if they so desired. Many of them 
took him up on the offer and I was stuffed repeatedly 
with their hands over and over again. I was so loose and 
stretched out by that point that it didn't matter to me. 
Those who did not want to fist me (and many who did) 
instead put their cocks in me and I was once again 
fucked repeatedly, being refilled with their sperm. Soon 
the men were completely spent. 

No one could get hard anymore. They started to trickle 
out the door to retrieve their clothes and exit the 
party. Bear stood by the door and thanked all of them 
for "cumming by." They also thanked him for such a 
wonderful time, telling them how impressed they all were 
with me and how lucky a man he was. 

Finally the last man finished, shooting his load in my 
ass and left the cave, leaving only Bear, Frank and 
myself. They both took their turns in my ass, trading 
off the camera duties. Unfortunately, Bear could still 
not get all of his monster cock inside of me. Frank was 
no slouch in that department, either. I enjoyed feeling 
the change in sensations as first Bear would fuck me and 
then Frank would step in. 

They each touched my insides in their own special way 
and I was more than willing to accommodate both. Bear 
filled me first, immediately followed by Frank. Frank 
panned the camera over my nude form one last time, 
making sure to get a last long close up of my worn out 
ass with the cum still dripping out of it. He told me to 
push and when I did, copious amounts of the fluid hit 
the floor. He told me that I had an awesome anal 
blossom, but I didn't know what the hell he was talking 
about. Bear said that he would explain it to me in the 
morning. 

Bear unchained me and Frank filmed me dropping to the 
floor and licking up the pool if spent semen that lay 
there. I licked the floor clean, it tasted so good and 
there was so much of it. Twenty plus loads had flown 
from me and I made sure to get each and every drop 
there. I must have fallen asleep cleaning up my mess, 
because next thing I knew I was in Bear's arms being 
gently lowered onto his bed before he climbed in next to 
me, spooning me.

"I love you, Timmy." he said softly.

"I love you, too, daddy," I replied and we both dozed 
off into a peaceful sleep.

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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