Killenkoff Institute

Chapter 21 of 25

All night long, the twelve Nigerian niggers fucked eleven-year-old Tyler with their grotesquely huge black dicks.  Jeff jerked off three times while watching but then lost interest and went off to eat something. Still, the sound of those massive pricks squishing in and out of Tyler’s asshole was distracting. Tyler cried at first, but soon he had a fat black cock stuffing his throat as well, and all Jeff heard were choking and gagging sounds.

Before they fucked Tyler, the twelve black men stood around him and jerked off on his face. They did this not only to cover his delicate eleven-year-old face with nigger spooge, but also to release their pent-up fuck need so that once they started to fuck him, they could go for a longer time.

The sight of Tyler’s pretty face, covered in glops and strings of cum, really turned Jeff on. He loved how the fuck slime ran down Tyler’s cheeks, clotted in his nose, and dripped between his lips into his mouth. Tyler looked so fucking vulnerable, and every teenage boy knows that a cunt boy is never as alluring as when he seems helpless.

After Jeff ate, he went back to have another look. Poor Tyler, tits swinging, was now on his hands and knees, taking a baseball bat thick hunk of fuckmeat in his stretched and fucked raw ass, with a third muscular black lying beneath him tugging hard on his long pouty nipples. Each time the black man fucking his ass pulled out, part of his pink rectum lining came out with the cock, and Tyler pushed back to ease the pain, but the fucker pulling on his nipples would not let him move much. The cock in his mouth was balls deep, and the enormous black scrotum slapped his chin and flopped beneath it.

Jeff decided to get some sleep, so he went into the other room and curled up on the floor with a blanket. He was soon sound asleep. He woke once during the night to take a piss, which he had to do outside, as there was no indoor plumbing in the cabin.

When Jeff entered, he took a look at Tyler, only to discover that two niggers had their massive cocks up his ass-pussy at the same time. His fuckhole was stretched wide enough to give birth to a baby. Tyler was groaning out of his mind with pain. Still, a third Nigerian was trying to maneuver to get his dick up the asshole at the same time. Jeff shook his head. These guys sure were inventive when it came to fucking.

Early in the morning, Jeff noticed that the fucking had stopped. The black men were sprawled all over the place, fast asleep, flaccid dicks still huge and dripping fuck slop. Jeff went over to Tyler, lying on a thin mattress, looking more dead than alive.

“Tyler…Tyler, honey, are you okay?” Jeff asked. He did not want to touch him because he was coated with cum. Dried cum covered his face, globbed in his hair, and coated his tits where he had been titty fucked. It ran from his asshole.

“Jesus, you’re a fucking mess, Tyler. Are you okay?”

Tyler stirred in his sleep. “Huh…what?”

He jerked, and his eyes opened wide in shock. He stared around like a frightened animal, and then he noticed Jeff. “Oh, Jeff, they hurt me so bad. My cunt is stretched so big that I don’t think it will ever close, and it hurts terribly.” Tyler coughed, and cum ran from his nose. He reached out to Jeff. Jeff took one of his hands, and his hand was immediately coated with cum.

“Jesus Christ, you’re a fucking mess!”

Tyler’s terror-filled eyes looked up into Jeff’s eyes. “Help me, Jeff. Get me out of here. Please. Get me to safety. I love you so much!”

“I love you so much, too, Tyler. You did really well. I’m so sorry about all this, but we must pay for our escape somehow. And we have to ensure their silence. What could we do? In a few hours, we’ll be away from here. Tyler, I have a big favor to ask you.”

“What is it, Jeff?” Tyler’s lower lip trembled, and cum ran from his nose to his mouth.

“Honey, do you still love me? Or now that you have experienced nigger dick, will you only want Black cock? I heard that once a boy goes that direction, he doesn’t want a white guy ever again.”

“Jeff, how can you say that? Look at my cunt. They’ve almost ruined me. My fuckhole is so raw that it’s bleeding. I’m seriously hurt. How could I ever want them instead of you?”

“But how do I know for sure? How can I ever be sure?”

“Jeff...I love you.”

“Then will you prove it to me by sucking my cock?”

“Oh…my God, Jeff, how can you? I have just been fucked all night!”

“I know, but how can I ever be sure? And I got so horny watching you do it to other guys. I love you so much, and I got so jealous. I want you for my own. Please, please, Tyler. I won’t fuck you or anything. Just suck my cock for me. I’ll be real gentle.”

The temptation to degrade a fucked-out faggot further is not uncommon among teenage boys. Boys seeing a fag getting a good workover find themselves awfully aroused. They want to participate somehow in the abuse. This is a typical adolescent reaction. Jeff’s cock was rock hard.

“Oh…Jeff, I hurt so much…and hardly slept.”

“I knew it. You don’t love me anymore.” Jeff pouted ever so slightly.

“I do. I do love you. You’re my savior and my hero. All right, Jeff, if it will make you feel better, I’ll suck your cock, but please be careful. My lips and tongue are so swollen, and my throat is really sore.”

“Oh, god, I love you so much,” Jeff said, shucking off his pants to reveal his big, dripping dick.

Suddenly, the thought of touching nigger cum was banished from his mind as disgusting. In fact, he thought it was kind of hot. He grabbed Tyler’s hair to tilt his head in the proper direction. The pain-racked boy moaned in agony as every single muscle in his body ached. Jeff then took the fat head of his dick and scooped some of the nigger jizz off Tyler’s face. Then, when his cock was thoroughly coated with the cock snot, he nudged it into the boy’s mouth.

“Oh…yeah…baby. Just wait until we’re safe, hidden in our cabin in the mountains. You can suck me like this every day. You can sleep all night with my cock in your mouth. It will be so great up there—just you, me, and my dogs.

“Suck harder, honey. Wait, let me take it out and scoop up some more cum. I like it when my dick is totally covered with the cum of the guys who fucked you. That’s so hot. Now suck it all off. That a boy! You know, some people don’t think fucking a boy’s face is romantic. They’re so nuts. I think it is so romantic. It is the ultimate display of love and affection.

“Here, take it out of your mouth for a minute and lick my balls. Jesus, Tyler, I love you. Really lick those nuts. Man, you learned a lot of great techniques at the Institute in just a very short time. You suck a guy’s nuts like a fucking pro.”

Poor, battered fucked eleven-year-old Tyler lay there with Jeff’s big scrotum stuffed into his mouth. Suddenly, Golabi was there watching them.

“You sure do know how to treat your faggot! Here, get him sucking your cock again while I shove my cock into his pussy.”

Jeff’s balls plopped out of Tyler’s mouth and slapped his face. “No…Jeff…don’t let him fuck me again. I’m too sore. He’ll kill me. Please…Jeff…don’t let him—” Before he could say more, Jeff’s fat leaking cock plowed its way into his mouth, sending spit and cum and snot all over the place.

“That’s it, baby, that’s so good. Oh…shit, you’re a great cocksucker. Holy fuck, I’m gonna blow.”

Jeff grabbed Tyler’s ears and pulled the eleven-year-old boy’s face into his pubic mound, shoving his entire throbbing dick down his throat. Tyler screamed when Golabi plunged his thick black cock into his ravaged boy-cunt, but the sound was muffled by cock. 

Golabi fucked fast and furious as he knew Jeff was about to blow. He reached down and grabbed the boy’s little prick and yanked on it. Tyler screamed, and his body bucked, and that was exactly what both men needed to shoot.

Golabi brought Tyler a pail of water from outside to wash the fuck and blood and snot and ass slime off his body. He hurt so badly he could hardly move. Then Jeff got dressed to leave with him. Just then, a tall black man knocked on the door, and Golabi answered. He turned to Jeff and Tyler, his face solemn. The other Nigerians were now awake and sipping coffee. Most of them were still naked. Their dicks, even in a flaccid state, were obscenely huge.

“We have trouble, my friend. The Institute has issued a description of the fag with photographs. They say he’s been kidnapped. If anyone stops us, it will be very bad for all of us.”

Tyler, who was clean at last but still had a very red, swollen asshole, hugged Jeff. “Oh…my God…what can we do?”

Golabi smiled his big-toothed, bright smile. “Never fear, my friends. You have been very kind to Golabi and his friends and family. So, I shall help you. We will disguise the cunt so no one will recognize him!”

Jeff looked amazed. “Disguise him, how? How can you change his looks?”

Golabi smiled again and stood over them. Shit, he was tall. “Easily. First, we’ll dye his hair a different color and cut it. Then we will pierce his tongue like fags do today. The description says nothing about a tongue piercing, so the authorities will think it is not him. Then, to further disguise his body to throw them off the track, we’ll pierce his nipples and insert large silver rings. The boy, Tyler, from the school, has no such rings. And then we will also pierce his clitty and pussy lips! That way, no one will ever recognize him, and he be safe to travel!”

Tyler was wide-eyed with horror, and his mouth was open in shock as he clutched Jeff for his life. Jeff turned to Tyler and looked deep into his eyes.

“Tyler, I think it’s an excellent idea!”

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They lovingly dyed Tyler’s hair to help with the disguise. He was so disoriented that he was unsure of what was happening. Imagine being an eleven-year-old boy and being fucked continually in your asshole and mouth for days and days until you were nothing but a fuckhole and cumdump. You would be disoriented, too.

“Baby, this is a perfect idea that Golabi had. We will disguise your face and body so that even if they suspect it is you, they’ll have no way to prove it. Then we’ll be totally safe,” Jeff consoled him.

Golabi held up an object. It was a spike with a ball the size of a marble on one end. It looked like a large earring for pierced ears.

“Are you...are you going to pierce my ears?” Tyler asked as two strong black men held his arms, and two more held his legs, while the rest gathered around to stare at the naked eleven-year-old body.

“That is a most excellent idea. We will also pierce your ears, as your file indicates that you do not have pierced ears. This will be an excellent disguise. But no, this object is to pierce your tongue! You see, the large silver ball rests on top of the tongue, the spike goes through the tongue, and then it is fastened underneath it.”

Tyler squirmed, but the Blacks, smiling insanely, held him down.

Jeff leaned in. “Easy, baby,” he said, rubbing his own thickening cock.

“But with that huge stud in my mouth, how will I be able to talk…to eat?” Tyler protested.

“Oh, you’ll be able to eat just fine. True, your tastes buds may not access the food as easily, but there is no problem eating. I have known younger boys who have much larger tongue piercings. It is most fashionable. When you talk, it will give you a delightful lisp. Besides, sissy boys, just like girls, talk too much anyway. And, my dear, when you suck the cock of your dear boyfriend, you will give him extreme pleasure as the stud rubs the bottom of his dick!”

“Oh fuck, I can’t wait,” Jeff said, his prick now fully erect, standing nicely over his full young ball sack.

“Do I have to?” Tyler asked, a whine in his little boy voice.

“Baby, listen to Golabi. He knows what’s best for you. You want to escape from that school, don’t you? 

“Sadly, I have no anesthetic, but I know you are a brave boy.” While Golabi operated, the other Negroes stood around frigging their huge dripping nigger dicks. If Tyler did not know it was for his protection, for his disguise, he would have thought he was the center of some obscene sex show. Golabi pulled Tyler’s tongue out and then clamped it with a wooden clamp, preventing him from pulling it back into his mouth.

“You should exercise with one of these for an hour every day...it stretches your tongue. Makes it much better when you stick it up boyfriend’s asshole.”

“Yeah, I’m going to want a lot of that!” Jeff exclaimed as he spurted some cock snot from his fat pisshole.

Tyler’s scream filled the cabin as Golabi shoved the spike through his tongue. The naked black men and boys standing around jerked their fuckmeat harder, and their balls bounced in rhythm. Tyler felt a blinding pain in his tongue, then his mouth was flooded with blood, and his tongue felt thick. Golabi soaked up the blood and then applied the metal ball to the end of the spike. The fucking thing practically filled Tyler’s mouth. He knew he would barely be able to speak at all.

“This is good. It will also change your voice to help with the disguise. Now we must insert the nipple rings.”

“Oh…fuck…yeah!” Jeff moaned, actually yanking on his cock and putting one hand behind him to rub his asshole.

Jeff was not embarrassed because all around him, black men were masturbating similarly, some playing with their nipples, some rubbing their huge balls, some just using both hands on their fuckmeat. We all know that men become complete animals when the need to fuck overtakes them.

Golabi produced two rings as large as the tops of a can of vegetables—giant rings larger than bracelets and thick, too!

“Those?” Tyler pulled back, but the blacks held him still. “Can’t you put in smaller ones?”

“Smaller ones will not show through your clothing. You don’t want them to strip you to identify you, do you? These rings will show through any top you wear. They will see you have ringed tits, and it will help.”

Golabi slapped Tyler’s huge tits to perk them up. The nipples, which had been tortured ever since Tyler got to Killenkoff, stuck up like fucking pencil erasers. Or like teats on a sow. Jeff preferred to think of them like that. He loved sow tits on his boy bitches. The fact that Tyler was only eleven made it all the more delicious.

Now, a young, naked, and gaunt black boy stepped forward. He was the youngest member of the black group. His eight-inch erection, dripping a long string of cock drool, looked obscene on his small body.

“This is my thirteen-year-old nephew, Ashanti. He is going to insert the titty rings. He is just learning and has never done this before. Forgive him if he is a bit rough.”

Ashanti smiled and worked Tyler’s nipples with his fingers, rolling the thick, rubbery nubs.

“Please, Jeff, for the love of God, I don’t want rings in my nipples.”

“Courage, baby,” Jeff said, jerking his dick and fingering his ass. “You know it’s for your own good. It’s to help us both escape.”

Ashanti was appallingly rough. He rammed the pointed metal of the first hoop through the nipple flesh. Tyler’s scream caused the men in the room to frig their black cocks harder and faster. Golabi was holding Tyler’s head still, and he now started to rub his erect, leaking dick on his face.

“You’re going to be so beautiful, my pretty little sissy. And look, Mohabi, who’s a real artist, has made little tags to hang from the rings with Jeff’s name on them. Now, you really do belong to him. Young love is so beautiful.”

“Fucking A,” grunted Jeff, leaving his throbbing, swinging, dripping dick for a moment to tug and squeeze his egg-sized nuts. “He’s my cumdump all right!”

Ashanti used the goo from his pisshole to lube the rings before piercing them through the nipples. He then reached down and took one of Tyler’s hands and placed it on his teenage dick.

“Masturbate me while I pierce you. It is a custom among our people. Of course, among our people, only the cunt boys get such piercings.”

Tyler’s hand automatically began pumping the black teen boy’s greasy cock. Soon, both Tyler’s titty tips sported heavy rings. They pulled his nipples with every move of his body.

“One advantage is that they will keep you constantly in heat...constantly aroused. It is the constant tugging at your nipples that does it.” Golabi smiled and held up a smaller stud with a ball on each end. And now...for your clitty piercing.”

“No…” Tyler wailed and tried to break loose, but it was no use. Thirteen-year-old Ashanti was already trying to grab his prick.

“The clit stud will prove you’re not who they think! Most ingenious, yes? Even if they strip you, they find you are not you. Also, the clitty stud will keep you on the verge of orgasm every time you even walk. You will be in constant need of sex, of fucking. There will be constant stimulation. Oh, look how fascinated Ashanti is with your clitty. Aren’t thirteen-year-old boys cute!” Golabi gushed.

Golabi and all the men in the room laughed. Ashanti was tugging at the clitty, trying to get it long enough to pierce it.

“Please…god...it…oh…god it hurts so badly.”

Jeff stood right over Tyler’s face, so when he masturbated, his cock-leak poured down onto Tyler’s cute nose and mouth. Here, Jeff was in his late teens, and he still got a thrill covering a boy’s face in his pre-fuck and spooge. Something about the fact that it came from his cock, I think. Tyler writhed once the prick stud was in. It irritated and stimulated him terribly.

“And now two rings through the ass lips themselves.”

It never seemed to stop—the pain, the humiliation, the irritation, the throbbing in his body. 

“And now a nice big ring right through the skin between the balls and the asshole!” A giant ring that could be seen if he wore pants, shorts, or a bathing suit and kept his legs spread. On and on!

“And last, and most painful, but most necessary for the disguise, a ring through his nose!”

Tyler screamed until he lost his voice. They would put a large ring through his nose like he was some prize bull or something!

“Oh fuck, yeah, that will be excellent for the disguise,” Jeff said, holding his cock closer to Tyler’s face so that he could cum right on his nose and mouth. “Here’s some fuck to make it less painful, darling.”

Jeff shot off, sliming all over Tyler’s face, and Ashanti did indeed use the cum as lube to make the piercing easier. Then they stepped back and looked at the pierced and ringed boy. Then all the black men stepped in and jerked off, shooting on Tyler’s tits and face.

“Your disguise is complete. They never know you unless they find you here, of course. You two must leave at once. If they should find you here, they will know who you are, even if you do look different, so pack and leave quickly!”

“Shit, yeah, I’ll need a couple of extra pairs of shirts and pants.”

Tyler could hardly speak because of the stud through his swollen tongue, and his voice was gone from his screaming.

“Mee thooo, I need thum clothhhes.”

“I’ve got clothes for you up at the cabin. You shouldn’t put anything on now. It might cause infection in the rings.”

Tyler sobbed and tried to cover himself, causing the rings to clang together, making a most delightful sound.

Just then, the cabin door swung open, and a lanky black youth, breathing heavily, rushed in. “They are coming up the road, about two miles down. Men from the school. And they have guns!”

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Golabi sprang into action. He was a master of control. Tyler was still in extreme pain from getting pierced in his tits, prick, perineum, and ass lips. The ring through his nose hurt with a dull throb. He was disoriented and confused.

“We must hide him. If they find him, we all be put to death! Jeff, you must get out of here. If they find you alone, you may be able to talk your way out of it, telling them you were never with him. They have no proof. We hide here. He is in no condition to travel. We bring him to your cabin afterward. This is our only hope. Tyler, come with me quickly.”

Two giant blacks grabbed little Tyler and half-carried, half-dragged him outside. His little prick throbbed with pain.

“Jeff, don’t leave me. Please, Jeff, I love you!”

“I love you too, Tyler, but we gotta trust these guys. I’ll see you at the cabin.”

Jeff grabbed his knapsack and headed off up a path through the woods. Tyler sobbed to see him go. Now the abused little eleven-year-old was alone with all the Negroes.

“Hurry, little one, they almost here. There is only one place I can think of that they will not search for you. One place in the whole camp that is totally safe.”

They led Tyler up the path toward the outhouse! “You want to hide me in the outhouse, but what if one of them wants to use the toilet?”

Golabi chuckled. “No, no, my dear. Not in the outhouse. Underneath the outhouse.”

Three strong blacks shoved on the walls of the wooden shithouse, and it tilted. Tyler was still confused.

“You have a secret hiding place under there?”

Golabi smiled his big smile. He reached out and took the boy’s sore, pierced nipples in his hands and twisted. Tyler gasped in pain. “You are such a sweet young faggot, but like all cunt boys, very stupid. No, we do not have a secret hiding place under the outhouse. We are going to hide you in the shit pit! No one will ever think to look for you there. We just dug a new shit pit a month ago, so it’s not too full yet.”

The overwhelming stench from the waste pit beneath the outhouse almost knocked Tyler out. The hole was filled with shit at least two feet deep.

“I can’t. I can’t hide in there. There must be someplace else!” He was frozen with horror. His young naked body went rigid, and his big, fat, pierced tits trembled and shook. “I can’t do that!”

Golabi grabbed the boy’s nipples again. He did love them so much. “Look, sissy boy. If they find you, we all be killed. Now, we have been really kind to you. Do you want to put us in danger?”

Another of the black men holding him started to finger his asshole. “Spread your legs a little,” he whispered in his ear, and, for some reason, Tyler automatically obeyed. What was happening to him? The black dug two fingers deep into the boy-pussy and worked them back and forth. “That’s a good little cumdump. Now you listen to us. We know what is best.”

Golabi was twisting his nipples, and despite the pain, Tyler got aroused. His breathing grew heavy. The two fingers in his cunt massaged him, and his pricklet was rock hard and throbbing.

“What a hot little slut you are. You just want it all the time, don’t you?”

“No, please, I don’t want...but…but when you do that to me...I...

“Oh, honey, you need it so bad. Don’t you worry. As soon as these bad men from the Institute leave, we will give you what you need. All of our cocks over and over, just for you, in you, on you. Our big black dicks just for you! Then we gonna take you to meet your boyfriend. And then your troubles will be over!”

Golabi smiled a big, toothy smile and kissed Tyler on the mouth. He forced his tongue deep into his mouth, and Tyler was filled with Golabi’s saliva. The other black frigged his asshole with his fingers until Tyler felt an orgasm approaching. The finger in his ass fucked in and out rapidly. The shudder of a crashing orgasm wracked Tyler’s tiny body. His big tits wobbled and shook. Golabi roared with laughter. Then he led Tyler to the edge of the shit pit.

“Now in you go, honey! You know what we gonna do? We gonna have to restrain you so you don’t move around too much. The bad men might hear a commotion of the shit sloshing if you move too much, so we just gonna restrain you for your own good here in the bottom of the shit pit.”

Golabi and the other two blacks had put on high rubber waders...like boots that turned into pants. They then stepped down into the outhouse shit pit. The shit was two feet high. They pulled the terror-stricken Tyler down into the shit hole and then forced him down into the feces. He gagged and puked.

“They never gonna find you down here. But you got to be really quiet.”

They forced him down into the shit until he was lying on his back, shit covering his body. They put his head on a tiny wooden block, so it was raised just slightly above the lake of shit. Then, they shackled his legs and wrists to the ground so he could not move. Tyler never stopped to wonder what these shackles were doing there in the first place. He was too traumatized by the shit itself.

“Now, little cunt boy, you be real good and real quiet until the bad men finish searching and go away, and then we get you out and get you all cleaned up! Okay?”

Tyler was gagging so badly that he could not even answer. The black men stepped out of the pit and put the outhouse back in place. Everything grew dark around Tyler. With the outhouse over his head and the outhouse door closed, he saw nothing. He lay there inhaling shit! The smell was not only sickening, but it made him feel like he would pass out. The shit was covering his body. Only his big tits and his head were out of the mess. He lay there for what seemed like hours.

He heard voices—what seemed like yelling. Then, he heard men approaching the outhouse. He grew tense despite his horrible position. He did not want to be found. Then, the outhouse door opened above him. He saw that the toilet seat hole was right above his face.

“Ain’t nothing in here, sir. You can see, just an empty outhouse. Just a shit hole, sir! No boy hiding in here. Oh my, I thinks I has to take a big shit. Sorry, sir, but I got to shit real bad. You just go search someplace else. I gonna shit now!”

And then he saw a black ass over the toilet hole. Then the ass sat down on the toilet seat. There was just enough light creeping in from the open door above and the cracks in the wooden floor for Tyler to see the ass above him. And a dick—a huge dick hung down in the hole as well. The black man above sighed, and a spray of strong yellow piss shot out of his thick dick, right down onto Tyler’s face.

Tyler wanted to scream, but he could not. They would find him. He tried to twist away from the stream but could not move. If he turned his face, it would be in the shit. The piss cascaded down on him, splashing onto his eyes, nose, and mouth. It burned his eyes and filled his mouth. It mixed with the shit all around him, splashing it up onto his face. Then the Negro above him adjusted himself, and the piss hit his tits. Like the water spray from a firehose, it drilled his tits, stinging his freshly pierced nipples. The piss splattered his tits, and liquid shit splashed up from the pit around him. His mouth was filled with piss, which he tried to spit out, but some ran down his throat. His nose was clogged with piss. His eyes burned with piss. Then the Negro above him grunted, and he looked up with horror. He saw the end of an immense turd force its way out of the asshole.

‘Oh…dear god…no...’ he sobbed soundlessly.

He was going to shit on him. He was going to shit on his face! This could not be happening to him. This was not real. Please, God, let it not be real! The man grunted, and the shit extended to six inches or more, then broke off and fell right on Tyler’s pretty eleven-year-old face. He gagged, and puke sprayed out of his mouth. The turd started to slip into his mouth. He tried to shake it off his face, but that caused some of the shit around him to get on his face. It sat there like a fat slug covering his nose and hanging over his lips. And then another grunt and another turd. This one crashed into the first one, sending shit splattering all over his face. Now he had a pile of shit on his face, and with mounting terror, Tyler realized that he would soon be smothered with shit. He only had one way to stay alive, one way to avoid being suffocated.

HE HAD TO EAT SHIT! 

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They dug Tyler out of the shit. He was out of his mind with terror and disgust from the abuse and gut-wrenching filth. His tits heaved with his struggles to grasp air that was not filled with the odor of human shit. His nostrils were clogged with shit. So were his ears.

The black bucks were delighted with his condition. Their fat dangling pricks stood up to attention as they carried the eleven-year-old fag to a place behind the house and turned three high-powered hoses on him. Gushes of water cleaned out his asshole and mouth. The hard, cold sprays of water tore at the new rings in his prick and his nipples.

He screamed in pain, which was a good sign because it meant that he was coming around. They had feared that he was in shock and might not recover. They poured liquid soap over him until he was a foaming mess, the water running off his skin still tinted with brown. He started to puke then, and shit came pouring out of his mouth. The Negroes laughed and danced, their big feet stomping the earth and their fat pricks swaying from side to side.

One of the niggers grabbed the boy’s head and forced a hose in his mouth. The water pumped into his stomach until his tummy blew up like he was pregnant. He howled in pain. Then, when the hose was removed, he puked up the contents of his stomach—shit and whatever else was in there.

Eventually, he was squeaky clean inside and out. He was beautiful once again. Psychologically, however, he was scarred for life. When the black men picked him up to take him into the house, he shook with fear. They told him how sweet he was and that he had escaped the Institute for good. They said the men had gone away empty-handed.

Something in his eleven-year-old head told him all of this was not right. Why had these black men taken shits on him if they were protecting him? They carried him inside and put him on the floor. On the couch sat an amazing naked black stud. He was about twenty-two years old. His hard and dark brown body glistened. 

Muscles rolled when he moved. And between his legs was a massive but still flaccid dick. Golabi leaned down to Tyler.

“This is Asuan. He take you to your boyfriend. He get you there safely. But to thank him, you must suck his dick. You must let him fuck you.”

Tyler had been fucked by so much cock in the last day that he no longer reacted to the request.

“Crawl to me, pretty little cunt. Crawl to me and lick my big balls and my dick,” the black stud on the couch said.

The black stud spread his legs wide. His prick was beautiful. Thick as a flashlight and a rich chocolate brown. His balls were gigantic. Tyler crawled to him. He could smell the cock and balls. Tyler stuck out his tongue and started to lick the big nuts gently. He lifted the balls on his tongue. He tasted salty ball sweat. The other black men commented on how well the boy had been trained. They said this was how all white boys should treat black men. Asuan shifted on the couch and spread his legs wider.

“You have a nice tongue, cocksucker. Now move it down under my balls to my asshole.”

He grunted as the little boy’s tongue entered his ass pucker and fucked in and out of his shit hole. Tyler was also so used to this that he hardly minded at all. He gave the asshole a good licking and sucking. After all, the black man was going to get him to safety. He was going to take him to his boyfriend. He deserved this.

“Good little cunt boy. Good little faggot. Yeah. Suck my asshole. Work your cunt with your fingers while you suck my asshole.” Tyler stuffed three fingers into his asshole and began to finger fuck himself. It felt good. “Shove those fingers in deeper. Fuck yourself with your fingers deeper while you suck and lick my shithole.”

The black man on the couch lifted one large foot and placed it on Tyler’s back, pushing him deeper into his asshole. Tyler immediately reached back with his other hand and shoved some fingers into his stretched-out asshole. Now he was fucking himself while he licked and sucked his asshole.

“That’s a good little boy. This is how you should spend most of your time. Can you get a little more of your hands up your ass...try all four fingers.”

It hurt Tyler, but he no longer minded pain somehow. At least temporarily, his mind had been affected by what he had been through. He pushed more of his hand up into his stretched-out ass.

“Get as much tongue up my shithole as you can. Now see if you can get your whole hand in your cunt. I want to see it in your cunt up to your wrist.”

Tyler was good. How many eleven-year-old boys do you know who can shove their entire hand up into their asshole? His training had taught him at least something. Such talent should not go unrewarded.

“Fuck yourself with your whole hand, baby. Get that hand deep into your twat.”

The guys around the room were masturbating and letting their pre-cum drip on the freshly scrubbed little slut.

“I want to see that entire hand up your asshole. You can do it. Just ignore the pain and push.”

Asuan chuckled as he got his asshole licked and sucked and watched the eleven-year-old cunt boy pushing his hand into his asshole. Tyler screamed in pain as the hand in his asshole popped inside. Now he was up to the wrist in his asshole.

“That’s great, baby. That is so fine. But don’t stop there. See how deep you can push that hand. See how much arm you can get up your cunt for me.”

Tyler was in such an awkward position that he had trouble moving at all, with one hand shoved wrist deep into his asshole. Still, he lapped dutifully at the exposed black asshole.

“I can see that it is difficult for you to move in that position. Maybe some of the brothers will be kind enough to help you shove your hand deeper into your cunt.”

Tyler felt so stuffed that he could barely speak. He made a gagging sound. Then he went back to mindlessly licking the asshole. Asuan adjusted his position so that he could now lick his fat cock. It had grown to a nice twelve inches. It was leaking all over the boy’s face. While two Negroes pushed on his elbow to get more of the hand up into his ass, Tyler licked and sucked the big Negro dick.

“That is a good fucking whore. That’s a good fucking cumdump. This twat knows how to serve a man. Hurt yourself, boy. Don’t be afraid to hurt yourself with your hand. Try to shove your fingers right up into your stomach.”

Spit ran from Tyler’s sucking mouth. He licked the leaking dick knob and forced his hand further up into his asshole. The pain no longer mattered. What mattered was pleasing the man. He must always gratify a man and his cock. Faggots did not have cocks, beautiful massive cocks, only little clittys. Cocks ruled the world. Cocks were everything. Cunt boys existed only to serve cocks. While he licked Asuan’s big cock, two other Negroes stepped in and started to rub their dripping pricks all over his cheeks. It felt so good, so right. He wanted to suck those cocks too. He wanted their juice but knew he must pay attention to Asuan. His coal-black cock was so huge and so beautiful. He could suck on his dick forever and be happy. What a career choice for an eleven-year-old boy. Perfect. If more eleven-year-old boys dedicated their lives to serving cock, the world would be a better place.

Suddenly, Asuan declared, “Now, I fuck him.”

The other blacks backed off as Asuan stood six feet seven inches tall. He reached down and picked Tyler off the floor. He was twisted in a kind of pretzel shape with his hand shoved up his asshole.

“First, my sweet cunt, I will beat you with a belt.”

He set the boy on the couch. Then he took a wide leather belt and lashed him with it until red welts decorated his skin. Tyler screamed bloody murder but kept fucking his asshole as instructed. He bent him up so he could slap his big tits with the belt buckle.

“Big fat tits. Great. Eleven and big fat tits. Asuan whipped the nipples with the belt buckle until they were blue and swollen and looked about to burst.

“Your fucking nipples are to give men pleasure. That’s what they are for.”

Suddenly, Asuan yanked the boy’s hand from his asshole. It made a popping sound that filled the room. The pain was blinding. Then he was on him, shoving all twelve inches of bloated cock into the asshole in one thrust. Balls deep. Tyler was screaming.

“Oh, this cunt is too loose and sloppy. But don’t worry, little whore. I got the answer. I’m going to shove my hand up inside your cunt along with my cock and masturbate myself inside of you.”

The black men in the room roared with laughter and moved in to see the sight. It might kill the boy, but it sure would be fun. Asuan started to work one giant hand up into the boy’s asshole alongside his fat prick.

“I…ugh…I…ugh…can’t…I can’t take it,” the boy grunted.

“You can take whatever your man gives you. Whatever any man gives you. This is your duty in life. You must be a living fuckpig for any man. Tell me.”

“I…ugh…I’m a living…a living…ah…fuckpig for any man.”

Somehow, it seemed so right, so much better than his life as a normal schoolboy. He was no longer a schoolboy. He was a fuck pig!

Chapter 25 of 25

He was a total fuck pig, no doubt about it. There was no need for pretense any longer. He was an eleven-year-old fuckpig with huge tits and a stretched-out asshole, just the way all cute eleven-year-old cunt boys should be. After all, he’d had a huge black dick and a hand up his young fuckhole at the same time. It was fucking gross. His face was covered with cock snot, running down his cheeks and hanging from his lips. Just the way you like to see eleven-year-old boys. His injected tits looked like obscene balloons, and his pierced nipples were swollen and red.

I know those among you who believe that all pretty little fags should have their nipples pierced at twelve or thirteen. This could even be done at school. Perhaps the eighth-grade boys could be taught to do it to help the school nurse with the work overload. It would certainly give the young gentlemen a healthy perspective on sex.

Anyway, the training had worked. Tyler was a total fuck pig with no need for pretense. A collar was fastened around his neck. He was led on his hands and knees to the far wall of the cabin. And then, wonder-of-wonders, the cabin's rear wall opened, moving on a motorized track. The entire wall opened to reveal a long cement hallway lit by yellow industrial lights mounted on the walls. How could this hallway be attached to a cabin in the wilderness? Golabi held the leash and led Tyler down the hallway. Behind him, the black men, who had fucked his brains out and forced him to eat their shit, waved and called him names like “Cumdump” and “Fuckhole.”

Tyler crawled mindlessly forward. He felt a funny sensation in his jaw area and realized there was no dick in his mouth. When you have been trained well, that can be a traumatic experience for an eleven-year-old hole to suddenly have no cock to suck on. His pretty slut mouth made sucking motions, and he sucked at his teeth, trying to taste a residue of cum or dick flavor that might have lodged there. His asshole ached from being so grotesquely stretched, but it also felt empty and needy. Suddenly, he heard music in the long, concrete bunker-like hallway. Beatles music, All You Need is Love, surrounded the young crawling fag and his black guide.

A double door at the far end of the hallway opened, and Tyler blinked at the bright light on the other side. As he got nearer, he saw forms of men and recognized them. Ivan was there, naked with a tremendous hard-on. Jeff, his dear boyfriend, was there, also naked with a massive erection. Had they captured him? No, it could not be. The room seemed familiar to him. It was a room from the Killenkoff Institute.

But he was far away from there. He had escaped. Or had he? Jeff! Was Jeff just some part of a plot to break him further? Had they been toying with him all the while? Was he still really at the dreaded Institute? Apparently so.

“Bring the fucking faggot in,” Jeff said, a huge smile on his face as he pumped his fat, leaking dick.

“You did a wonderful job on the worthless cunt, Jeff. I’ll be sure to tell my father. You’ll get a promotion and a raise, I’m sure,” Ivan said, also stroking his long, thick fucker, so his big nuts danced beneath.

Tyler could no longer think clearly, so the shock was a bit muted for him. His eyes locked instead on the meaty hunks of fuckmeat sticking out from the groins of the young men. He knew he was supposed to be sucking on those things. That was his job. That was what he was for. He was a cocksucker. Their white, smooth, wet dicks were so beautiful.

But then, his mind was jolted as he was brought to rest before the man seated between Ivan and Jeff. He, too, was naked. His body was less muscular, older, and hairier than the boys. His prick was also huge and leaking. The pre-fuck ran down the stalk and onto his massive balls, which hung over the edge of the seat. Tyler looked up at the body and toward the face, which he instantly recognized.

It was his father. His father! The man who had sent him to this hellhole of a school. He sat there with a leer on his face and a rock-hard prick, looking at his violated eleven-year-old naked son.

Tyler gasped. Tears filled his eyes. He loved his father. His hand went down to cover his dicklet and balls. He could not kneel there with his dicklet and balls showing to his father, something in his head told him.

“The fucking cunt still hasn’t learned,” his dad bellowed.

Golabi slapped Tyler. “Show your cunt to your father, you worthless piece of shit!”

Tyler sobbed as he bent over and spread his legs so his bare asshole could be clearly seen.

“Get some fingers down there and spread those cunt lips!” Golabi kicked the boy, and Tyler spread his ass cheeks to give his dad a better view of his inner pussy. His father leaned in to get a better look.

“Holy fuck, you boys did a great job on his tits. They’re fucking grotesque. Like huge balloons. What a ruined piece of fuck he is. Can’t he get his cunt opened any further than that?”

Golabi kicked Tyler, so he fell onto his back. He made him lift his legs and put his knees on his giant tits. Then he ordered him to spread his legs as wide as possible and use his hands to open his cunt for his father. Tyler tugged at his ass cheeks, stretching them wide apart, revealing the pink inner twat for his dad.

“That’s better. That’s how I like to see a cunt boy. If I had my way, that’s how every boy would have to lie every morning at school, so all the jock boys could pass by them and get a good look at the boy-twat. But I don’t know if he’s ready to come home yet. I think perhaps he needs a month or two at the kennels.”

Ivan and Jeff both pumped their pricks harder. It was the sweetest suggestion yet. This guy sure knew how to treat his son.

And so sweet young Tyler’s journey, although almost over, was not quite finished yet. He was sent to the kennels. The kennels were a huge breeding farm for dogs. You see, when the male dogs were not fucking female bitches to create purebred, top-notch pups, they became restless and sexually frustrated. That would never do for such magnificent animals, so cunts like Tyler were brought to the farm to help the animals relieve their tension.

For the next two months, Tyler was fucked by over twenty dogs every single day. He had to suck off over thirty dogs each day. Most days, he was fucked and sucking at the same time, and he kept at it for sixteen hours.

He knew by now that it was his job to treat the canine cocks with respect. After all, a cock is a cock, and his position in life was to service cocks. He also ate doggie ass and licked and sucked doggie balls. He learned how to keep the huge Mastiffs, the Great Danes, and the German Shepherds content. He knew his place in life. He crawled around in the kennels, looking for any dog needing relief. He would then crawl up to it and start to lick at its prick and balls.

That is not to say that during the two months, he did not dearly miss human cock. He longed for it now. His mouth drooled saliva at the thought of fat cock, Ivan’s or Jeff’s, or even his daddy’s.

And after the two months, he was returned home to his father, where he lived as his fuck toy. He humiliated and degraded himself willingly for him. He drank his piss and ate his shit, as all cunt boys should do for all boys and men. His tits were made even larger by special treatments until he could not even wear a top, not that clothing was ever provided for him. He required none.

He spent his days sucking and getting fucked. He bathed his dad’s dick and balls with his tongue. He cleaned his asshole with his mouth. By the age of fifteen, he was a fucked-out wreck. But are most faggots not just that way by fifteen or sixteen? They have been giving boy-pussy to jock boys since fifth or sixth grade, and by the time they are high school sophomores, they are sucking off the entire football team. This is how it should be. This is normal and proper.

And when a fag resists his proper education, when a fag refuses to let a male fuck him, when a fag shows no interest in his father’s big fat dick that brought him into the world, then that cunt boy needs to be sent to the Killenkoff Institute!