Killenkoff Institute

Chapter 13 of 26

Tyler was in his room crying. He was given a rest after his afternoon of cock worshipping and asshole revering. He was feeling like nothing but a fuckhole for men to blow their loads into. And that is exactly how he was supposed to feel. Part of Killenkoff’s philosophy was to make cunt boys realize they exist only as cumdumps, just fuckholes for cock to blow their slop into, nothing more. His body still ached from all the fucking of the previous day, and his shoulders and back hurt from the extra weight of his injected tits.

He could not even touch his nipples. It was like hitting your crazy bone, jolts of unbearably intense tingles coursed through his whole body, and for some reason, his nipples seemed directly connected to his dick.

He tried to remember his old room at home and the things in the room that had meant so much to him, the stuff of a normal, happy eleven-year-old boy. Then he glanced around his present cell. A hard bed with no mattress, the walls covered with giant posters of hard dripping cocks and guys showing their dicks, balls, and assholes.

Up until two days ago, he had never even seen a real live cock. Now he was sucking them and getting fucked by them. He put his head down on his arms and sobbed. Then he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up into the beautiful eyes of Jeff, the only boy who had been at all nice to him since his arrival.

“Don’t cry. Things will get better. I’m trying to get them to go a little easy on you.”

Jeff smiled his killer smile and stroked Tyler’s hair with his hand. He wiped Tyler’s tears and the snot from his pretty little nose. Tyler wished he could look better for Jeff. He would have loved to be his friend in another time and place.

“Here, I brought you an ice cream.”

Jeff held up a cone filled with vanilla ice cream. Tyler managed to smile before taking the ice cream. It was creamy and yummy. He did not realize that all the ice cream that the cunt boys at Killenkoff Institute were fed was made from horse cum. That did not mean that Jeff was trying to fool the poor boy. He genuinely wanted him to enjoy the ice cream. It was just that he, too, believed that cunt boys had to get used to eating cum all the time.

“Spread your legs, honey. If Ivan or somebody walks in, they will be really pissed if you’re sitting with your legs closed.”

Tyler spread his legs so Jeff could look at his pretty eleven-year-old ass-cunt! The cunt of an eleven-year-old is unique, no denying that—even a fucked eleven-year-old boy-cunt. In fact, a fucked eleven-year-old ass-cunt is the best kind. All eleven-year-old boys should be fucked repeatedly. That was the philosophy of the Institute. Well, all attractive eleven-year-old boys, anyway. Jeff smiled at Tyler and touched the boy’s soft, pale thigh.

“Feeling better?”

He nodded, eating the ice cream like a little boy, licking up the horse cum as if it was the very best vanilla ice cream.

“A little. Why do they have to be so nasty to me? Why?”

Jeff smiled and moved a bit of stray hair off Tyler’s face.

“Because you’re a cunt boy, baby. It’s not your fault, but it’s not the guy’s fault. That’s just the way life is. Cunt boys were put on this earth to serve guys. You have to learn that that’s how things are. A guy needs to blow his nuts all the time, every fucking day, and that’s what cunt boys are for, to help guys. If we weren’t in this place, I could fall for you. I could like you. You would be my special friend.”

Tyler’s eyes filled with tears, but not of sorrow. “Oh, Jeff, that’s what I want too. I could be such a special friend to you. Can’t we get out of here? I would love to be your special friend.”

Jeff reached up and wiped some horse cum ice cream off Tyler’s soft lips. “You are so fucking pretty. You could turn a guy’s head. Make him forget his job and his loyalties and everything.”

Jeff cupped Tyler’s face in his hand, but he did not kiss him because he did not want horse spooge on his lips. “How are your tits feeling today?” he asked, looking down at the swollen mounds.

“I think something is wrong with them. They feel really heavy, and the nipples are so sensitive I can hardly stand it.”

Jeff smiled again, and the lump in his pants got harder. “The weight is just from the tits growing after the injections, but I’d better check the sensitivity of the nipple tips. Stick your tits out like Ivan likes you to do.”

Tyler felt shy doing this in front of Jeff. The others were animals, but Jeff seemed like a good person who genuinely liked him. Tyler was falling in love with the gentle, handsome teen.

“Come on, honey, stick your tits way out, push those nipples out toward me.”

Tyler did, and the rosy-tipped tits looked fat and full. Jeff reached up, and with the thumb and forefinger of each hand, he took a nipple and gently twisted it. Tyler almost fainted. His breathing grew short, and he gasped for air.

“I…oh…I…I can’t stand it. Please, Jeff. Please…I can’t stand it.”

Jeff ignored the whining boy and just kept twisting the tips of the nipples as if they were knobs on a radio.

“Does that make you feel sexy? Does that turn you on?” he asked.

“Oh…don’t...oh, god...I don’t know…please stop.”

“Can you feel that in your dick? Is your clitty getting hard?”

“Oh...oh, God...I don’t...I guess so…I…yes…yes…it’s like an electric shock going through me…I...oh....”

“Yeah...that feels so good, doesn’t it? That’s how your tits should always feel, baby. They should be so sensitive that you can’t even wear any clothing. That’s how your boyfriend would want you to be.”

Then suddenly, Jeff let go of the boy’s tits and turned away. Tyler slumped over, his shoulders sagging, his handsome curly head hanging. “What’s...what’s wrong, Jeff? Jeff?” Tyler said after he got his breath back. His tits still tingled terribly.

“Oh, it’s nothing. It’s just that I really like you, and I thought you really liked me, and I guess I was wrong.”

“But I do like you, Jeff. I like you a lot. You are the only person in this horrible place I like. Please…why would you think I don’t like you?”

Jeff’s golden body was so perfectly muscled that he looked like a Greek statue. “Well, you mustn’t like me very much...because...because...well, I heard that when you sucked cock today, you sucked on the dude’s assholes too. You never did that for me.”

“Oh, Jeff, they made me do it. I hated it. It was horrible. I had to...I can’t even say it. It was awful. They made me do it.”

Jeff pouted and looked even more handsome, a fucking dreamboat. “All the same, you did it for them but not for me. I guess I’m not special enough. I’m probably stupid to like you so much.”

Tyler put a hand on Jeff’s muscular thigh, and the dick in his pants pushed at the material. “Don’t say that. I do like you. And I want you to like me.”

“Then, would you...would you do that for me?”

“Do what? You mean…

Jeff nodded, a sweet look on his face. “Suck and lick my asshole. Usually, that’s how a fella knows a boy is special. I haven’t had a special boy in almost two years, since I was seventeen in high school. I’d love for you to do that for me, to show me that you really do care about me.”

“Why do guys like that so much? It’s so gross.”

“Fine, if that’s how you feel, I’ll just go then.” Jeff stood up.

“No…wait, Jeff. I’ll...I’ll do it for you.”

Jeff’s face lit up. He peeled off his t-shirt and white trousers. His dick was huge. Tyler sucked in his breath at the sight of it. He had forgotten how big the handsome teen’s cock and balls were.

“Oh, Tyler, this is so wonderful of you. I think...I think…maybe I love you. Lay on your back.”

The eleven-year-old boy lay on his back on his hard cot, and Jeff climbed up and stood over him. His legs were like tree trunks, so strong and lightly-haired. He placed his big feet on either side of Tyler’s face. Then Jeff adjusted his stance and squatted so that his fat, low-hanging balls hung over the boy’s face and draped over his nose.

“I think I love you, too,” Tyler said with Jeff’s scrotum on his face.

Jeff’s fucker was leaking all over the place. He reached back and spread his ass cheeks. He had a ring of dark hair around his asshole. “Oh, baby, stick your tongue as far out of your mouth as you can.” Then he squatted down further. “Now lick up and down my ass crack. Oh, fuck…that is so fucking great…yeah…lick harder. Use your tongue on my ass crack.”

The taste was salty and bitter at the same time, but on the whole, Jeff’s ass was lots cleaner than the ones he had sucked all morning. Or perhaps it was because he was falling in love. Boys that age are so easily swayed.

“Oh, you are the best, Tyler, the very best. You are my special boy. Now, wiggle your tongue back and forth on my asshole. Oh, baby, I love you. I love you.”

This is what special boys did for their friends. Tyler was becoming convinced. He would do this for his friend, for Jeff. He felt the corrugated rim of the asshole on his tongue.

“Oh, baby, you are a fucking expert. You are a natural ass sucker. Now, stick your tongue right into my shithole. Get it as far up my shithole as you can. Do it for me, baby. Prove to me that you really care about me.”

The handsome stud sat down on Tyler’s face. Right on his face! He sat down on his face with his eleven-year-old tongue up his asshole. The boy could hardly breathe with Jeff’s muscular ass cheeks clamping his face. He thrust his tongue into the warm steamy asshole.

“That’s it…fuck my asshole with your tongue. Oh, goddamn…fuck…that’s good…that’s the best fucking feeling in the world. That’s better than fucking. If you were my special boy, I’d have you do this for hours every night. Oh…fuck...yeah. Now with your tongue up my asshole, use your mouth to suck on my ass lips. Oh man...this feels better than taking a really good shit! Oh fuck, I’m going to shoot! Oh, Jesus...”

Jeff stood up suddenly, pointed his throbbing dick down at Tyler’s face, and blew his load of fuck snot. Cum hosed down on Tyler, splattering onto his face and into his open mouth.

“Oh, fuck…oh, fuck…oh, fuck…yeah!”

Tyler’s face was covered with cock slime. The cum dripped off his chin. His tongue still hung partway out of his open mouth. Jeff jumped off the cot and wiped his leaking prick in the boy’s hair.

“Oh, shit, I’m late for a meeting. See you later, Tyler. I love you!”

Jeff scooped up his clothes and went out the door. Tyler watched the teen boy’s muscular ass globes roll as he exited. Jeff loved him. He loved him, and he would help him to escape from this hellhole. Jeff would take him away, and they could live as special friends. He would not mind sucking Jeff’s ass every day, not if he really loved him. There was new hope for Tyler! 

Chapter 14 of 26  

“Wake up, you lazy faggot; time for fun and games.”

Ivan, dressed in white gym shorts and a white t-shirt, kicked Tyler awake. Tyler had been having another wonderful dream about Jeff. It was so beautiful. Then Ivan’s kick brought him back to reality. He sat up, rubbing his eyes.

“Get those fucking legs apart, twathole! You know better than to sit with your legs together. Tyler spread his legs, and Ivan brought his naked foot up and wiggled his toes in Tyler’s asshole. His asshole was still sore from getting fucked so many times, but that did not seem to stop Ivan. He forced his big toe into Tyler’s asshole.

“Oh yeah, I’d say a day’s rest did that cunt a lot of good. It’s ready to fuck once again.”

“No, please, it’s still really sore and—”

Ivan’s hand slapped Tyler hard, knocking him onto the floor.

“When the fuck will you learn. You don’t ever say no to a man! You don’t ever refuse a man your cunt! Any man. Any time. Now eat your fucking breakfast!”

When he entered the room, he had placed a doggie bowl on the floor. Tyler crawled over to it. He looked down at the milky-white slop laced with yellow. He felt his stomach turn over.

“It’s not what you think. It’s not dog or horse cum.” Ivan smiled. “No, today it’s the finest bull cum. And to top it off, the two farm boys who own the bull blew their noses into it! Enjoy your breakfast.”

Tyler did everything he could to not vomit. Each time he brought his face to the bowl, he gagged and felt the need to puke. Ivan was not patient.

“Eat the fucking dick snot, or I swear to God, I will have you fucked by a dozen dogs this morning, and I mean it.”

Tyler extended his tongue and began to lick up the horrible-tasting goo. Ivan smiled again.

“Yes, sir, that bull shoots gallons of cum. Before you’re through here at the Institute, you will get a chance or two to be fucked by that giant bull prick. Believe me, it’s an experience a cunt boy never forgets.”

Tyler licked the bowl clean, swallowing his vomit four times with the crap, but he kept it all down so he was not punished. He was led to the shower room, where two nine-year-old boys washed him, fingering his asshole with great relish. His hair was shampooed and cleaned. He looked quite presentable, except for the fact that he was naked with unnaturally large tits. Next, he was taken to the doctor’s office. The doctor made him sit on the table with his legs spread, as was customary. The doctor fingered Tyler’s asshole while he spoke to him.

“How’s our little fuckhole today? My-oh-my, your cunt has truly been fucked, hasn’t it? You are one cock-hungry little faggot. You need to know when to give your hole a rest.”

The doctor’s fingers cruelly twisted in the boy’s asshole.

“It wasn’t my idea, Doctor...they made me...I….” The truth just poured out of him until the doctor hauled off and slapped him with the hand that was not digging in his asshole.

“Don’t speak unless you are told to. And don’t lie. I know how much you little cock whores love those big cocks. You think the jock boys here at the school have nothing better to do than fuck your holes!”

Tyler was so confused. Did the doctor really believe that? Did he not know what went on in the school? Of course, he did. It was all intended to break Tyler down mentally.

Tyler trembled as the doctor gave his tits another injection. The long needle hurt like hell.

“Good. In a day or so, these will be twice their size.”

Tyler could not believe it. They were already huge. They would be grotesque, obscene.

“Now, the nipples.”

“Oh, god…no.”

Tyler’s nipples were already so sensitive that he could not stand to touch them. His protests earned him another slap from Ivan.

“These dumb cunt boys just never learn. I swear they like to be punished,” Ivan commented.

The doctor grunted. “Some fags do like to be punished. It makes them feel wanted. It makes them feel like they’re more than just a dick ditch.”

The doctor slammed the long needle into each tender, swollen nipple. Tyler thought he would lose his mind as the tingling in his titty tips became unbearable. Then the doctor injected Tyler’s already swollen ass lips as well, and the last injection into the boy’s pricklet.

“Some men prefer to have the boy’s dick cut off, so he experiences no pleasure for himself, but only for his man, but I like a cunt boy with an ultra-sensitive dick. It makes him horny all the time. He can hardly resist the urge to rub it constantly. He becomes a horny animal, which all cunt boys are anyway,” the doctor commented.

The doctor grabbed Tyler by the nipples and dragged him to the floor, where he was forced to suck the doctor’s cock. An amused Ivan watched as he rubbed the lump in his gym shorts.

Now, it was on to the big event of the day. Tyler was taken to a room with a drain in the middle of the floor. His hands were tied behind his back. Then, a leather contraption was placed over his face and a funnel in his mouth.

“Today, faggot, you’re going to learn to savor the flavor of piss! If you piss before you’re given permission, you will be punished, and believe me, you don’t want that. Today can be as hard or as easy as you make it. All you have to do is drink piss!”

Ivan lowered his gym shorts to reveal his long thick dick. He hefted it a few times in his hand and then held it over the funnel in Tyler’s mouth. A strong spray of yellow piss hit the funnel and swirled down into Tyler’s mouth. The funnel was not inserted too deeply into his throat, as Ivan wanted him to taste the piss. He wanted Tyler’s mouth filled with piss, so he had to swallow on his own since the funnel did not force the stuff down. It just made sure Tyler got all of the piss in his mouth. If he did not swallow, it backed up in the funnel.

“Look how beautiful a cock looks when it pisses. Isn’t that a beautiful sight? How lucky you cunt boys are to be able to appreciate cocks.”

More and more piss filled the funnel, and Tyler started to swallow. The taste was horrible, bitter, and salty at the same time. After he finished pissing, Ivan shook off his dick, then played with it until it was hard as a rock, long and fat, and throbbing, and then he went around behind Tyler and pushed him face down onto the floor, with his arms tied behind him and the funnel still strapped in his mouth. Ivan brutally rammed his dick up into Tyler’s asshole. He fucked Tyler’s ass hard and fast, caring only about having a climax himself. 

He grunted as he splattered his sperm up inside the boy’s fuck tube.

Then he stood and dragged the poor boy back onto his knees. Tyler’s eyes were wild as he knelt there, the funnel in his mouth, breathing heavily, cum leaking out of his ass—the perfect picture of an eleven-year-old cunt boy.

Ivan, his dick swinging and dripping, sauntered over to the door and pushed a button. The door opened, and ten young men, some of the same ones who had gang-raped Tyler, entered the room. Tyler scanned the line for Jeff, but he was not there. He felt better. He hated to think Jeff would see him like this.

One by one, the young men walked up to him, took out their dicks, and pissed into the funnel. He swallowed the piss loads of all ten teenage boys. Some of the piss was stronger in flavor than the others were, but soon he was lost in a kind of madness where nothing made sense. And then he was full. His stomach was full, but the pissing teens kept coming. They each pissed so much that he felt bloated and sick to his stomach, but more boys still came up to take a piss.

And when the ten finished, and he thought he could rest, ten more boys entered the room, dangling cocks in their hands, eager to take a leak in the mouth urinal. He looked at Ivan with pleading eyes and made grunting noises. He could not swallow any more piss. His stomach felt as if it would explode, and he now had to piss in the worst way.

“Listen to the dumb twat, boys. He wants more piss. Don’t worry, baby, there’s lots more for you!”

The pain in his guts increased as more and more piss cascaded down into him. His stomach became distended as if he was pregnant. He needed to piss so badly that he could not stand it. He started to cramp. Terrible pains shot through his lower intestines. He sobbed while more piss poured down into the funnel. Then he looked up in horror. There, standing in front of him, was Jeff. Handsome Jeff, holding his big dick in his hand, about to piss in the funnel in his mouth. His eyes looked sadly down at him. His lips moved and formed words.

“I’m sorry.”

Then Jeff pissed into the funnel. Tyler could stand it no more, he sobbed, and piss gushed from his dick onto the floor of the room. Piss shot out of him.

“You fucking hole! You stupid fucking useless hole! You can’t do any fucking thing right!”

Ivan kicked him over, and Jeff just kept pissing, the piss now hitting Tyler’s tits as more and more piss shot out of his dick.

“I’ll teach you to disobey me, you fucking hole! You’ll be sorry you were ever born!”

Tyler was already. At Ivan’s orders, two boys grabbed him and removed the leather harness from his mouth. Ivan kicked a plastic washtub into the middle of the room.

“Okay, boys, finger your throat until you puke your breakfast into this tub. Everyone of you pukes into the tub.”

Most of the boys looked at Ivan with disgust. He wanted them to poke their fingers into their throats until they vomited. A few of the boys, who had played this game before, walked to the tub, bent over the tub, and got to work. Soon, horrid, acrid vomit spewed from their mouths and splashed into the tub. The boys emptied their stomachs, gagging and barfing until they were empty. Jeff joined the boys as he had no choice. However, Ivan was still not finished. He pushed the wall button, and ten more teenage boys entered the room. He did not ask them to piss but instead ordered them to vomit into the washtub. Soon, the tub was filled with the puke of twenty boys. The room stunk of vomit. He dragged Tyler over to the tub.

“Now, I’m going to hold your head under the puke, and you will either swallow it all or drown in it. It’s your choice!”

With his hands still tied behind his back, Tyler screamed hysterically as his face was shoved into the washtub filled with vomit. He kicked and twisted, but it was no use. His only hope was to eat the puke. 

Most of the boys standing around watching started to masturbate. I mean, what teenage boy does not want to see an eleven-year-old faggot cunt boy eat puke? Tyler swallowed as fast as he could. Puke got up his nose, in his ears, and in his eyes. It coated his face and clotted in his hair. He was drowning in vomit. He ate faster and faster, swallowing globs of puke.

“Jesus, look at him eat that barf. What a disgusting animal he is!” said one handsome blond boy as he jerked his dripping dick.

“Yeah, he is a fucking piece of shit, all right,” said another boy, also pulling on his swollen pecker. “He’s got good tits, though.”

“He’ll never be good for anything but taking cock,” a tough-looking youngish boy of sixteen said.

Ivan grunted, “What cunt boy is? That’s all any of them are good for, dick drains, nothing else.”

Tyler almost passed out. He could not breathe, and there was just too much puke to eat. Then Ivan dragged Tyler’s head out of the washtub at the last moment. He was able to gulp in some air. His face was a mess, covered in puke with clumps of undigested food, and who knows what mixed in.

“All right, faggot, get your face in there and eat the rest of the vomit, and lick the washtub clean.”

It was not a good day for Tyler.