Killenkoff Institute

Chapter 17 of 25

Jeff was visiting eleven-year-old Tyler in his room, which was really a cell. He could only visit him if he had a legitimate reason, so he helped him with his daily exercises. Tyler had been ashamed to see him at first since the last time Jeff had seen him, he was getting fucked by a huge dog. The pink and black spotted dog dick had fucked him in the asshole. Tyler was terrified that Jeff would now find him repulsive. Tyler loved the older boy, and he was Tyler’s only hope of salvation in this dreadful place.

If Jeff was repulsed by him, he might lose him forever. Jeff was helping Tyler with his daily “stretching” routine. Tyler sat naked as always on the floor with his legs spread wide and pulled back to his chest. Jeff, who was also naked, was seated between his legs. He had the big toe of each of his large feet inserted in Tyler’s asshole, and he was stretching the boy open with his toes. His fingers were working on Tyler’s big nipples. He was pulling the nipples out from his now melon-sized tits and twisting them as hard as he could. Tyler almost passed out from the pain, but he knew that Jeff had to make the exercises look authentic, or he could not come to visit him. Jeff had explained this to Tyler on his first visit to “help” him.

Tyler’s tits were obscenely large for his small boy body, and the nipples stuck out like the nipples on baby bottles. Still, they were never satisfied. They wanted him to be a freak. They wanted grotesque nipples capping the enormous round tits.

“Oh, god, Jeff, that really hurts.”

“I’m sorry, baby, but if anyone checks on us, it has to look real. If they measure your nipples and there is no growth, you know they’ll punish you, my sweet love, so this is for your own good. I’m so sorry.”

Jeff yanked on the two brown nipples and twisted them completely around in his strong, young fingers. Tears ran down Tyler’s pretty face. Jeff’s huge hard naked cock thumped on the floor and leaked pre-fuck. Tyler saw that and knew that Jeff really loved him. Jeff worked his big toes deeper into Tyler’s asshole and moved his feet apart so the ass lips spread and stretched. Tyler groaned and readjusted his position on the floor.

“Sit still, will you? You’re only making this harder on yourself.”

Tyler sat as he had been taught to, thrusting his tits out as far as he could. They felt awkward and heavy, and his muscles hurt now from having to support such big tits.

“I’m so ashamed, Jeff, that you saw me getting fucked by that dog,” he said between clenched teeth while trying to ignore the pain in his ass and tits.

“Oh, that’s okay. Don’t be ashamed of that. I thought you looked really sexy, getting that dog dick fucked into your cunt. Guys like to watch their faggots fucking around with dogs. It turns them on.”

“I was so afraid you would think I was some kind of disgusting boy now and never want me again.”

“Tyler, baby, if I was going to think that about you, it would have been a long time ago when you were fucked by those niggers, or when you had to drink all that cum or piss. I hate the fact that they hurt you and force you, but you gotta admit, baby, you’re getting a good sexual education.”

“But I want you to do those things to me, not strangers. I only want you.”

Tyler’s beautiful young eyes glowed with love and trust. “Sure, I know, but I ain’t going to be jealous of no dog. Don’t worry about that. Now let’s see how much of one foot I can get up your cunt.”

“That’s going to hurt awful, Jeff!”

“I know, baby, but we gotta make this look real. And after I stretch your pussy, I got some exciting news for you. I think I found a way to help you escape.”

“Oh, Jeff, tell me. Please.”

“After we see how many toes I can get into your cunt.”

Jeff removed one big toe and then started to work more toes of the remaining foot deeper and deeper into Tyler’s little boy fuckhole. Meanwhile, he yanked and twisted even harder on Tyler’s swollen eleven-year-old nipples.

“Oh, god, Jeff…that hurts so bad…ugh…ugh…I can’t…I can’t stand the pain.”

Jeff’s dick flopped around as he shoved his toes deep into Tyler’s asshole and foot-fucked him while pulling the boy’s body towards him by his tits.

“Oh fuck, yeah, oh fuck yeah. That’s fucking great, Tyler. That’s my boy. Oh, fuck, I love you, Tyler!”

“I…ugh…love you…ow…too, Jeff!” he grunted, almost passing out from the pain.

With his foot still in Tyler’s cunt, and still tugging on his nipples, Jeff whispered to him, “Now, listen, baby. There’s something big planned for you tonight. I don’t know what it is, but it involves a special guest coming to the Institute.”

Tyler’s eyes grew even wider than they were. “Is he going to fuck me? Is he coming to fuck me?”

“Well, he ain’t coming to play Mahjong. It could be a big city official or a politician. They sometimes come out to sample some of the boy cunt here. Now, you just do whatever they tell you to do, and I will arrange to be the one to take you back to your room afterward. I have stolen a key card to the kitchen, and I will take you through the kitchen to the loading dock on the way back. We can steal a van there and escape. The gates are always open when we have visitors.”

“Oh, Jeff, I’m so scared.”

“I know, baby, but you want to be free, don’t you? Don’t you want to run away and live with me? Be my boy?”

Jeff fucked his foot deeper into Tyler’s cunt.

“Oh…god, yes, Jeff…I love you so much.”

“Lean back a little...let’s see if I can work the big toe of my other foot up your asshole at the same time.”

Tyler knew that Jeff liked kinky sex, and the Institute had taught him to abuse boys, but Tyler was sure that he could teach Jeff how to be gentle and loving once he was free. He could see all of that in Jeff’s nature. And after all, he did want to help him escape.

With the toes of Jeff’s right foot still embedded in his asshole, Tyler leaned back so his boyfriend could work the big toe of his left foot up into his rectum.

“Jeez, Tyler, you got such a fucking good fuckhole. Now, lift your hands off the floor. Put them on your head so you’re hanging from my fingers holding your nipples.”

“That is going to hurt something awful, Jeff.”

“For me, baby, do it…for me. Show me how much you love me. I am risking everything for you. Can’t you do this for me?”

“I’ll do anything for you, Jeff. You know that.”

Tyler lifted his hands that had been supporting his weight from the floor. Now, Jeff had his right foot in Tyler’s asshole while holding him from falling backward by his swollen, sore nipples. They stretched out horribly, almost three inches. Tyler wailed in pain.

“Oh, fuck yeah. This way, they’ll believe I’m really just exercising you and not planning anything. Great.”

Now with Tyler literally hanging backward by his nipples, Jeff started to wiggle his toes in Tyler’s little boy asshole, trying to get deeper and deeper.

“Oh…yeah…shit…I’m going to cum, and I ain’t even fucking you or nothing.”

Jeff’s cock quivered and throbbed, and then a geyser of fuck slop sprayed out of the big pisshole and splattered Tyler in the face.

“Oh…fucking A…oh…excellent…Jesus, what a fucking cum!”

The second string of cum draped across the tortured tits. A third puddled on Tyler’s belly. At last, Jeff removed his feet from the boy’s asshole and let go of his tits. The nipples stayed stretched out thick and rubbery, two inches of cunt boy titty bud. If Tyler ever wore clothing again, they would make him look like some kind of freakish fag. Jeff held Tyler in his arms, soothing him. The boy was almost unconscious from the pain.

“There, there, baby, it's all done. You did really well. It's all finished for tonight. We can work on your clitty-stretching another time.”

“There won’t be another time. We’re going to escape tonight, you said.”

“Oh, yes, of course. I forgot. It’s just that I love my boy to have a nice big clit, so he can feel the sex better. Will you let me stretch your clitty when we are away from here and by ourselves?”

“I guess…if you want to…if…if it doesn’t hurt too much.”

Jeff scraped his hand across Tyler’s belly and brought his cum-clotted fingers up to the boy’s mouth for him to suck clean. “Here, baby, your protein from your boyfriend.”

Tyler opened his mouth and sucked on the slime-covered fingers. Jeff scooped the fuck snot off the humongous tits and fed the boy more. Tyler was used to the taste of cum by now, and it didn’t faze him. He ate his fuck slop like a good little cumdump.

“Atta boy. That’s my boy!” Jeff wiped the cum off Tyler’s face and fed it to him. “You like the taste of your boyfriend, huh?”

“Ah…I guess so….”

He was so tired and out of it, and his body ached. When he spoke, his lips had strings of cum going from the top lip to the bottom. Jeff thought the eleven-year-old boy looked really cute that way. He liked it when a cunt boy looked really slutty all the time. He was one of those teenage boys who believed that little boys are on this earth for only one purpose: to service guys’ dicks. So, everything was working out without a glitch. Tyler was undoubtedly the prettiest boy he had come across, and he did have special feelings for him in his nut sack.

“Now, you get some rest to prepare for our escape tonight. And don’t piss them off when they want you to service their special guest. Do a good job. I’ll see you tonight, baby.”

Jeff stood up and wiped his leaking dick off in Tyler’s hair. “Remember, I love you.”

Tyler watched Jeff’s magnificent muscular ass cheeks roll as he walked to the door. “I love you too, Jeff. I really do love you!”

Tyler was so happy that he hardly noticed the throbbing pain in his stretched tits and asshole.

Chapter 18 of 25

Tyler was led into a section of the Institute he had never seen. Beautiful artwork adorned the walls, and rich carpets tickled his hands and knees as he crawled. He crawled past antique furniture and giant urns filled with fresh flowers to an oak door. He looked up at Jeff leading him. He wore black dress pants that hugged his muscular ass and crotch. He also wore a white shirt and a black bow tie. 

“Now remember, do everything you have to. After you finish here, we’ll make our escape. I’ve got everything planned, but do a good job here, so there is no trouble.”

Jeff patted his head as if the boy was a pet. Poor eleven-year-old Tyler starved for some affection and kindness, rubbed his face on Jeff’s thigh. His huge tits swung. Jeff opened the door, and Tyler heard music. It was the slow movement from Mahler’s Fifth Symphony, that beautiful adagio. Warm light from rich lamps bathed the occupants. Ivan stood to one side, wearing a suit and sipping a cocktail. A naked middle-aged masked man with a nicely defined body sat in a leather armchair, his ten-inch cock standing up thick and throbbing over huge nuts. He, too, sipped a drink.

“You know what to do, faggot!” Ivan barked.

Tyler crawled forward toward the man in the chair. He reached the man’s large naked right foot first. He began to lick the man’s foot. Tyler sucked on each toe, sliding his tongue around the toenail and sucking to clean it. He licked the bottom of the foot and the heel. At least the man had relatively clean feet.

“Massage the foot with your tits, faggot!” Ivan barked. Tyler lifted the foot and placed it between his two swollen breasts. He rubbed his tits together to give the foot a tit massage.

“Warm his big toe in your cunt.”

He lowered the foot, straddled it, and worked the masked man’s big toe into his asshole. He felt horribly dirty and perverted doing this, but he knew he had to if he ever hoped to escape. He repeated the action with his other foot and then began to lick up the man’s hairy legs toward his crotch. Eventually, he reached the bloated ball sack. 

The man grunted but said nothing as Tyler began to lick massive nuts. He bathed each large nut in spit, then sucked and gently nipped at the fleshy fuck sack. Then he took one ball and put it into his mouth. He massaged and bathed it this way.

After licking the balls for about ten minutes, the man raised his arm, and Tyler knew at once that he wanted his armpits licked. The dark hair was thick and sweaty under his pits. He did not care for the smell or the taste, but he knew he had to perform. He licked the pits and then sucked on the armpit hair to get it clean.

The man suddenly grabbed Tyler’s face and thrust his tongue into the eleven-year-old boy’s mouth, kissing him deeply, fucking his tongue deep into the oral cavity. Tyler could hardly breathe because the man was so rough. Then he held Tyler’s face in front of him and spat into his face six times. His spit was thick and smelled. Tyler’s pretty young face was coated with saliva. It dripped from his nose and ran into his mouth.

The man grabbed one of Tyler’s nipples in each hand and then twisted and pulled. Tyler had been given an extra-strong dose of nipple stimulant, and the feeling almost sent him into orgasm. The man yanked and tugged at the nipples as if he were trying to pull them off. Ivan, standing to one side, sipped his drink and chuckled.

Tears filled Tyler’s eyes from the pain. Then the man positioned Tyler over his huge dick and lowered him onto his cock. Tyler was seated on the man’s lap, his fat fuckmeat up the little boy asshole while the man pulled on his nipples and spit into his face. The cock was so large that it caused extreme pain in Tyler’s rectum and up into his guts.

“Bounce on it, fucking lazy faggot. Bounce on that cock!”

Tyler started to bounce on the cock, feeling for sure it would rupture his intestines. The masked man held his nipples and guided his bouncing by pulling on them. This activity continued for almost ten minutes. Every few minutes, the man would spit in his face again.

The man pushed Tyler roughly off his lap. His cock made a squishing sound as it plopped from Tyler’s asshole. The startled boy fell to the carpet and looked up at the man, who had draped a leg over each arm of the leather chair, revealing his hairy asshole.

“You know what to do, fag!”

He did. He knew what men liked. He plunged his face into the man’s ass and started to tongue the asshole wildly. He knew the man would enjoy it more if he acted like some fucking animal in heat, so he made little grunting noises and slobbered over the hairy brown asshole—pretty good for an eleven-year-old fag, huh?

Next, Tyler made his tongue into a point and worked it deep into the man’s rectum. Wiggling his tongue and thrusting with it at the same time, he sucked on the man’s ass lips with his lips. This went on for thirty minutes until his lips and tongue were numb.

Then the man pushed Tyler back onto the carpet, and Ivan ordered Tyler onto his hands and knees. The man knelt behind Tyler, thrusting his massive leaking dick deep into the asshole. He fucked brutally. As he plowed the asshole, he slapped Tyler’s ass cheeks, reached around, and hit the boy’s tits so they swung from side to side. Both Ivan and Jeff laughed at that. Tyler was almost out of his mind with pain. Only knowing that he would escape with his love after this made him feel any better.

The masked man laughed and fucked the eleven-year-old boy harder and harder. He grabbed a handful of Tyler’s hair and yanked his head back. The man arched his back and tensed as he shot a massive load of fuck into the boy’s asshole. Tyler could feel it filling him. Two more sprays of fuck slop entered him, and then the man shoved Tyler off his cock, flipped him onto his back, and kicked his legs apart. He pushed one big toe deep into Tyler’s asshole to keep the cum from leaking out.

“I want his tits bigger. I want him to suffer more. I want his asshole stretched more like a cunt. And I want him trained to be a man’s toilet paper,” he said while fucking into the boy with his big toe.

Tyler grunted in mind-numbing pain, but he was sure he recognized the voice through the agony.

“We’ll get right on it, sir.”

The man pulled his toe out of Tyler’s asshole and brought it up to the boy’s face. Tyler opened his mouth and sucked his ass slime and cum off the man’s big toe.

“Fucking twat is starting to learn how to behave finally. He still has a long way to go, but at least it’s a start. I want copies of the videos of him with the dogs. He’d better fucking learn how to respect dog dick! Then you boys can get him started on the pigs.”

Tyler knew him! He knew that voice, but he could not believe it. He could not trust and accept his own mind. It could not be! The man roared with laughter as he fucked Tyler’s mouth with his toe. He started to piss on him. He removed his mask.

It was his father!

Chapter 19 of 25  

Tyler sobbed in Jeff’s arms when they reached the hallway. He had just been fucked and abused unspeakably by his father. His father! Poor eleven-year-old Tyler had always assumed that his dad had not known what kind of school the Killenkoff Institute was and that someday, if he could escape, he would return to him and the safety of home. Now he knew the truth. His father had committed him to this nightmare!

His father wanted him to become a fucked-up cumdump. He had used him to unload his bloated balls. He had pissed on him. He wanted to see him fucked by animals! The thought of this was too much for Tyler’s already fragile mind. He clung to Jeff, sobbing against his protector’s strong muscular chest, soaking the t-shirt with tears. Jeff comforted him by stroking his hair and squeezing his tits.

“He was…he was…” Tyler could not even get the words out. “He was my father,” he finally managed, his small hands clutching Jeff’s shoulders and biceps. His little body shook in Jeff’s arms.

“Yeah, bummer!” Jeff said while gently twisting Tyler’s nipples. “Lots of old farts love to fuck their young sons. That’s just life. They see their sissy sons walking around the house, and they just got to fuck them! I certainly don’t blame them. Now, we gotta hurry. I got our escape all planned.”

“Oh, Jeff, I love you so much. May I please wash first before we leave? I have all this cum and piss inside me and on me.”

“Don’t worry about that. There’s no time. We have to get through the kitchen to the catering truck. I managed to bribe one of the truck drivers to help us. You better get down and crawl while we’re in the hallway so nobody thinks anything suspicious.”

Tyler sank to the floor and crawled beside his tall, handsome boyfriend. Jeff was his only hope. He would help him escape. He was so wonderful.

Jeff looked down at the crawling eleven-year-old boy—dried cum covered parts of his body and face. Cum was leaking out of his ass-cunt and dripping down his thigh. His huge, blown-up tits swung as he crawled. They looked almost grotesque on his tiny boy body.

As Tyler crawled, he would hunch over when a cramp filled his body. The cramps came from being fucked so hard. Cramps could also come from having too much piss or cum in you. Jeff rubbed the huge, hard lump in his tight pants. He would love to fuck the little boy right now, but he knew there would be time for that later. One of his favorite hobbies was to take a boy that had just been gang fucked almost to unconsciousness and fuck him once more. Take a fucked-up fag, who would beg him for mercy and then tell him he had to endure one more fuck. Jeff could be a brutal fucker. Tyler crawled down the hall until Jeff told him to stop.

“Here’s the door to the kitchen. I stole an entry card.” Jeff swiped the card through the reading device, and the door buzzed and clicked open. “Okay, Tyler, you can get up now. Golabi is going to meet us at the loading dock.”

Tyler climbed painfully to his feet. He saw a white apron hanging on a hook near the door and reached for it to cover his nakedness, but Jeff tossed it in the corner.

“No time for that now, honey. We’ll get you some really nice clothes when we get a chance. Just hurry up.”

Jeff reached into a corner for his backpack. He put one arm around Tyler and ushered him through the big, dark kitchen toward the loading dock. The arm around Tyler draped over his shoulder and kept pulling at his nipple, sending waves of startling sensations through his young body. Tyler did not particularly like it, but Jeff was his boyfriend, who was entitled to do what he wanted. He was a lucky boy in a way, even though he had gone through such horror. 

He had found the love of his life at eleven. His Prince Charming, who was going to save him!

When Tyler saw Golabi, he hugged Jeff more tightly. Golabi was a six-foot-eight-inch black-as-coal Negro from Nigeria. He and his family had immigrated to Europe five years earlier and worked for a catering business. Golabi had massive shoulders, long arms, large hands, strong legs, huge feet, and a lump halfway down one leg. He smiled at the naked boy, and his teeth flashed white.

“Yes, sir, Mister Jeff, Dey sure know how to treat boy cunt in displace! When a boy reach thirteen or fourteen, his looks, dey change. Dey can be beautiful, sure, but dere is something’ ‘bout da fresh look of a boy cunt of ten or eleven dat is so fucking special!”

He squatted down a bit to get a better look at Tyler’s ass.

“My, my, look at dat baby cunt. Dat sure been fucked. He must be some real slut, huh? Bet he jus’ can’t get enough cock to please him. My little brother is like dat. My daddy and my brothers and me all fuck him all da time, but we jus’ can’t seem to satisfy dat nasty faggot twat. Oh, he cry and pretend like he don’ want it. But you know how fags are. Dey always say dey don’t want it, but da pussy is itchin’ for it all da same. Cock whores dat age jus can’t get enough cock.”

Tyler whimpered and hugged Jeff more tightly.

“We’d better get out of here before they miss him,” Jeff said.

“Sure ting! You jus’ climb in da back of da truck. I even put a blanket back dere for you, so you comfortable if you wants to fuck or anyting. I get us out of dis place in no time. You jus’ leave everyting up to Golabi.”

Tyler and Jeff climbed into the rear of the catering truck. Tyler was so exhausted that he sank onto the blanket while Jeff shut the doors. Soon, the truck took off. Jeff sat on the floor next to Tyler and began playing with the boy’s nipples while gently fingering Tyler’s asshole.

“Jeff, I am so sore down there. It hurts too much when you touch it.”

Tyler just wanted to sleep.

“I’m sorry, baby, but your pussy is so sweet that I just can’t keep my hands off it.” Jeff spread the boy’s sore, swollen ass lips and gently pulled on his dick. His other hand worked the boy’s nipples. “How does that feel, honey? Any better?”

“It hurts, but I want to make you happy, Jeff. I love you so much.”

“You know what would make me happy? Let me fuck you. May I fuck you, baby?” He worked one finger up into Tyler’s asshole. The truck rocked and rumbled.

“Jeff, I am so ashamed of what has happened to me. I have been fucked by so many men—and dogs. So many horrible things have been done to me. How can you even still want me?”

“Hush! I want you, Tyler, because you’re my boy. Soon, all of this will be behind us. I want you now more than ever. You being gang fucked and turned into a cock whore won’t stop me from wanting you. In fact, it turns me on. The fact that you had dog dick in your cunt doesn’t make me want you any less. Jesus, if I don’t get my pants off, my dick is going to snap in two.”

Jeff quickly stripped off his shirt, pants, shoes, and socks. Now, he was as naked as Tyler was. His tan, muscular body shined in the tiny interior light in the back of the catering truck. His big thick dick bobbed and dripped.

“I’m so sore down there that I don’t know if I can take another cock. Jeff, maybe I could just suck you off for now?”

“Tyler, I really need to fuck you. I’ll be real gentle, I promise.”

Well, of course, like most boys, he was not gentle at all. He slammed his dick as deep and hard into Tyler’s asshole as he could. The bouncing truck made it a particularly rough fuck. Tyler thought his asshole would be ruptured for good. Jeff was balls deep in him, grinding his hips, his muscular ass globes tensing and relaxing with each thrust, his balls slapping against the boy. He grunted as he tried to force still more cock into him. And then he came. Jeff blasted his cum deep into Tyler’s bowels. His toes dug into the floor of the truck, and he arched his back and flooded the boy-cunt with cum.

“Take it, cunt boy. Oh, what a fucking hot faggot you are! What a fucking cunt! What a fucking dick ditch!”

Tyler was not bothered by Jeff’s language. He knew older boys loved to talk dirty during sex. Jeff was his boyfriend, his love, his hero. When Jeff pulled out and rolled over, a string of fuck draped over Tyler’s thigh.

“You want to clean me off, Tyler?” he asked casually.

Tyler leaned over and began to lick Jeff’s cock clean. He licked up his cum, and ass slop, and some of his father’s cock slop, and piss, and God knows what else. He licked the fat, softening cock lovingly. This was his boyfriend’s cock, so he had to treat it special. Then, the truck rumbled to a stop.

“Where are we?” Tyler whispered.

“I don’t know. We can’t be far enough away from the school yet. We are supposed to go to Golabi’s house for the night and then go to a cabin in the Alps tomorrow. I hope nothing’s wrong. The rear door to the truck opened, and there stood Golabi with a flashlight. He had a big smile on his face.

“Nuttin’ to worry about. Everything okay. We passed through the gates jus’ fine. Dey didn’t even stop me. But now I am sure horny after all dat excitement. I need to collect some of my pay right now, if you don’ mind.”

“What does he mean, Jeff?” Tyler asked.

“Well, you see, Tyler, I don’t have a lot of money, and we need all we have for food and supplies, so…well…I had to promise Golabi that if he helped us escape, he could fuck you.”

Tyler sobbed. “No! I can’t take any more tonight. I just can’t. My pussy hurts so bad.”

Jeff grabbed Tyler rather roughly. “Listen, Tyler, I am putting my life on the line here to help you escape. Don’t be so fucking selfish. I thought you loved me and cared about me! All you got to do is let him fuck you!”

Tyler clung to Jeff. “Can’t it wait until tomorrow? Please?”

“Sorry, sissy boy, but I need fuck now. My dick hurting,” Golabi said.

Golabi climbed into the truck and shucked off his clothes in five seconds flat. Tyler gasped when he saw the size of his cock. It wasn’t even fully erect and was already over a foot long. He had never seen a dick that big. Golabi smiled again and frigged his fat fucker a bit.

“Yeah, my family all hung like horses. Not one of us is less than twelve inches. Lots of young twat can’t even take us; say we ruin dem for life. But don’ you worry none. I gonna treat you so special. You gonna love it. I gonna take you to fuck heaven!”

Even Jeff’s dick got hard again, looking at the obscenely massive fucker on the black man. How could Tyler’s asshole possibly take all of that? This was going to be fucking hot.

“Now, Tyler, you have to help both of us here. If you want to escape and have a life with me, then you just have to let Golabi fuck you. You have to be super good to him and do whatever he wants. That was the only way I could pay him.”

“Spread dem legs wide. I want to see up into dat boy-cunt! Holy Christ, what a fucking slut you mus’ be. Your cunt lips is all swollen to Jesus.”

“I…I was brutally fucked,” Tyler protested, trying to maintain a shred of dignity.

“Yeah, and I bet you loved every minute of it. Don’t you worry, you gonna feel my cock in places you ain’t never felt no dick before. 

Now, how ‘bout sucking on dis here knob to get me nice and wet so it goes in easier. I like’s my big saggy balls licked and sucked, too, so get to work, faggot. We ain’t got all night. Dey be looking for you soon enough.”

“Hurry up, Tyler, start sucking his cock,” Jeff encouraged while masturbating his cock.

Every muscle in the poor eleven-year-old boy’s body ached, but he struggled to his knees. Jeff’s fuck slop was running down his thighs, and he opened his mouth to the gigantic black cock bobbing and dripping in front of him.

Chapter 20 of 25  

Jeff watched as the big Nigerian Golabi fucked poor eleven-year-old Tyler, almost unconscious. The six-foot-eight-inch Negro fucked like some wild animal. He did not just pound his over twelve-and-a-half-inch prick into Tyler’s sore ass-pussy; he twisted his hips and jabbed, trying to bring as much pain as he could to the poor faggot he was plowing.

One could not even call Tyler’s asshole an asshole any longer. An asshole is a soft, delicate tight hole belonging to a nubile young boy. What Tyler now had was stretched and raw. His inner ass hung out. His ass lips were swollen. After all, he had been repeatedly fucked every day for weeks now. He had been gang fucked until his fuckhole was large enough to push a baseball bat into it—and one had been shoved into it. Could this eleven-year-old boy ever be repaired? Would any amount of physical and mental therapy ever make him whole again?

Golabi licked Tyler’s face as he mauled the huge tits, squeezing them so hard that red fingerprints stayed on the milk-white tit-flesh when he left off, only to grab him even harder in a new tit-milking position. He pushed his cock harder into the boy’s asshole and stopped licking his face long enough to hawk gobs of spit down into Tyler’s eyes and over his nose and mouth. Then he lowered his black face and started to chew on the eleven-year-old boy’s nipples.

‘Oh, god…oh, god…he’s going to kill me,’ the cunt boy thought.

To be honest, he was no longer sure he preferred life to death. His delicate, prepubescent mind and body could no longer take the abuse. Golabi pulled his twelve-and-a-half-inch dick out of Tyler’s asshole with a suctioning sound that caused Jeff’s erection to leak pre-fuck. Then Golabi rammed his cock balls deep into Tyler’s ass-pussy with one thrust. Tyler made an anguished grunting sound as he felt the massive black dick force its way deep into his bowels. 

Golabi took one big black hand and shoved four fingers deep into the boy’s mouth.

“You fucking white fags are all the same. You have no respect for manhood! You do not know how to respect the cock!” he shouted in Tyler’s face, more spittle flying onto him.

The fuck lasted over an hour. He punch-fucked the battered boy over and over again, torturing the poor boy but never shooting a load. He also crawled up several times and squatted over Tyler’s face to feed his huge black snake into Tyler’s pretty, young mouth. As he fucked his face, he sang a rhythmic African song.

“That song is really cool, Golbai. What does it mean?” Jeff asked.

Golabi laughed and shoved his dick down Tyler’s throat. “Little white brother, it means, ‘A pretty white boy’s face is only good for one thing, to suck black cock. His face is a hole to shove my huge black fuckmeat into. White boys must not speak. They must keep their mouth full of cock! They must suck cock all night and all day. That is all their mouths are made for!’ ”

He laughed again, his big white teeth glistening in the dim truck interior light. Then he sang the song again as Tyler choked beneath the pounding prick, spit, and cock slop spraying out of the corners of his fucked mouth. Golabi sang the song again in his native language. Jeff truly really liked the sound of it. The rhythm of Tyler’s face fucking fit perfectly with the song and enhanced it.

Eventually, even Golabi had to unload. He rammed home one more time. He arched his strong black back, and his black ass globes tightened as he sprayed his Nigerian cum deep into the cunt boy’s insides. Then he pulled out and stood up over Tyler’s shaking body. His huge rubbery black dick dripped cum down onto him.

“Lick me clean, faggot!”

Tyler was so fucked out that he did not even move. Jeff, his hard cock in his hand, hurried over to him.

“Tyler, show Golabi proper respect. Lick him clean and thank him.”

Up close, Jeff could not believe the size of the black man’s dick. Even hanging there half-flaccid, the cockhead was as large as a plum!

“Oh, god...oh, god...” Tyler moaned.

The black man gently kicked the boy with his large naked foot. Spit clogging his eyes, Tyler blinked. He sat up. The ginormous cock swung in front of his face. He put out his tongue and caught a string of cum. He then proceeded to lick the big cockhead. He licked the stalk of the cock and then the plump, swinging nuts in their dark leathery sack underneath. He was eleven years old, and he knew it was essential to lick a cock clean after a fuck.

“Dats a good faggot. You know how to treat a man! Dey teach you real good at dat school! Sure enough! Now I drive you to my home where you will hide for all night. In tomorrow morning, I drive you up into da mountains where you be safe.”

Golabi grabbed his clothes, climbed out of the truck, and closed the door, sealing Jeff and Tyler in.

“Oh…god, Jeff, I hurt so bad. I can’t stand it. I hurt so bad.”

Jeff sat down on the floor with his back against one wall. He pulled his hooded sweatshirt on over his naked chest to keep warm. Tyler crawled on hands and knees over to him, cum running out of his fucked boy-cunt.

“Jeff, I don’t think I can go on. I don’t have the strength.”

“Shhh, don’t talk like that, baby. We’re almost to safety, and then we can live together, be lovers forever, and have a good life. You just gotta hold out a little longer. I’m so sorry I had to let Golabi fuck you, but you know we had no money or anything else to trade for our freedom. Crawl on over here and put your head on my lap, baby. I’ll rub your poor, battered body to keep you warm.”

Tyler curled up in a fetal position, his body shaking with pain and cold, and he rested his head on Jeff’s muscular thigh. It made him feel much better. Jeff was so handsome and so kind. He was his hero. Jeff stroked Tyler’s hair, trying to avoid the drying black man’s spit as much as possible. Tyler felt safe in Jeff’s arms. Jeff reached into his backpack, pulled out a tissue, and wiped Tyler’s face clean. Then he turned the boy’s head slightly so he could rub his cockhead against his swollen lips.

“Here you are, baby!” Jeff said, gently feeding his cock to Tyler.

Tyler did not protest. Even though his mouth was sore and his tongue and lips ached. Still, he did not protest. After all, Jeff was his boyfriend. His love. Jeff gently fed his cock to Tyler, humming the same African song he had heard Golabi singing, reminding himself that he had to get him to write down those clever lyrics. They rode that way for hours, Tyler gently sucking on Jeff’s cock. Jeff unloaded an especially full load of fuck into Tyler’s mouth, and the boy swallowed it. Jeff said it would soothe his sore throat. Tyler continued to suck the flaccid cock, like a baby sucking on a mother’s tit. Jeff loved nothing better than to sleep with a warm mouth sucking on his cock all night. He fell into a deep, relaxed sleep. Then the truck stopped, and the door opened. A smiling Golabi waved a hand behind him.

“Welcome to my humble home!” he said.

Jeff rubbed his eyes, pulled his spit-slick dick from Tyler’s mouth, and wiped it in the boy’s hair. He stood up and pulled on his pants, shoes, and socks.

“Let’s go, honey. Now we can get some decent rest for a while.”

“Isn’t there anything for me to wear?” Tyler asked, reaching for Jeff’s backpack.

“Not in here, sorry,” he said, grabbing it. “The one thing we forgot was to pack clothes for you. Oh well, I think you look just beautiful that way.”

Golabi nodded as he helped Tyler down from the truck. “I agree. Beautiful white cunt boys should be kept bare-ass naked all the time. That way, they’re always ready for fucking!”

Golabi led the way up the path toward the cottage. It was a plain, simple, roughly made house with no special features. Smoke tumbled from the chimney, making Tyler think of warmth and rest. Jeff put one arm around Tyler’s shoulder and walked with him that way, toying with his nipple.

“You know, baby, your tits are getting so beautiful. The nipples are almost grotesque. That’s one good thing from your time at the Institute. They sure enhanced your tits. I know it’s extremely painful and awkward for you, but you know that every guy likes his cunt boy with big tits, and I have to admit, I’m no different. Your udders are really something.”

They got to the door, and Golabi opened it and ushered them inside. Tyler, being totally naked, was the least prepared for the sight that greeted them. At least a dozen black men sat around the cabin, drinking and talking. All eyes turned toward him. The conversation stopped, and they stared at the naked, little-dicked boy with ginormous tits.

“What’s this?” Jeff asked, his voice filled with youthful innocence.

Golabi shut the door behind them. “This is my family and friends who also work for the same catering company. We’re all from Nigeria. Golabi put one arm on Tyler and gently guided him into the room. Jeff stepped back.

“My friends, I want you to meet Tyler. Is he not a beautiful piece of white fuck meat? He’s only eleven years old, but already he sucks and fucks like a complete whore. I was telling him while I fucked him that every man in my family has a cock that is more than twelve inches long. Most of my fellow countrymen do as well.

“His boyfriend’s Jeff. Make him feel at home. Give him some food and drink. He has agreed to pay for their escape from the Institute by letting all of us fuck his little boyfriend all night.”

“Jeff,” Tyler wailed, almost collapsing but being caught by strong black hands who felt his tits and ass.

“See here, Golabi, I never said you could have your family and friends fuck him. Only you,” Jeff protested as his hand once again rubbed his dick lump.

“Oh, I know. I know. But you know how things go. I spoke of our arrangement to my father, who told my brothers, and they then told my friends. Now they say if they cannot all fuck him, they will report us to the Institute. So, you see, we have no choice. There must be one grand fuck party tonight, and tomorrow, I take you to safety.”

“He’s pretty worn out. I don’t know how much more he can handle.”

“He’ll be fine once he starts tasting all this fine black cock. You know how faggots are. They can’t get enough.”

A mattress was thrown down onto the floor in the middle of the room, and the twelve black men, aged between seventeen and seventy, started to strip off their clothing.

“Let me pour you a drink, Jeff, and we can watch the show!” 

Golabi announced.

Golabi smiled and shoved Tyler down onto the mattress. Tyler was sure that even one more fuck would kill him. He was, after all, only eleven years old!