Property of the Devil's outlaws

 Just as Tyler thought, the bikers headed straight back to the bar. They had been gone for about an hour, but Tyler noticed at least ten more motorcycles in the parking lot when they arrived.

Several bikers were hanging out in the lounge and drinking beers, but they got up and followed Tyler into the back as soon as they saw him. His heart was pounding in terror as he was hauled to the backrooms with the other Outlaws behind him.

“Get your ass naked, fuckhole,” Tank commanded, shoving the little Asian boy toward the mattress. He greeted one of the bikers already in the room. “What’s up, Jimmy? You bring the stuff?”

“What’s up, man? Yeah, I did,” the heavily tattooed giant answered, holding up a large duffle bag.

“Nice, get the cane out,” Tank requested before turning his attention to Tyler. “I said get your ass naked! What the fuck are you waiting for?”

“Please…don’t fuck me anymore,” Tyler pleaded nervously as he began stripping off his clothes. “I’ll do whatever you want. Please…just don’t fuck me.”

“On your knees, cocksucker,” Tank ordered as he towered above Tyler with a steel cane. “You know what this is, faggot? You’re gonna feel this on your ass and your pretty little balls each time you don’t follow orders. If you wanna keep your ass and balls from getting bloody, you’re gonna be a real good little fuckhole and do what we ask.”

“Please, don’t…don’t hurt me, please,” Tyler wept, flinching in terror as the biker pressed the cane’s tip against his ball sack.

“You’re nothing but a cheap, dirty fuckhole, and from now on, that’s exactly how you’re gonna be treated,” Tank continued. “You don’t have a name anymore, and you’re never allowed to use ‘I’ either. You’re gonna refer to yourself from now as ‘this fuckhole’ or ‘this cumdump,’ and you’re gonna call us ‘sir,’ got it?”

“Yes, sir,” Tyler answered, trembling as the burly Outlaw tapped the steel rod against his balls.

“Now, since we fucked your pussy pretty good this morning, we’ll give that hole a break,” Tank stated before smiling wickedly at the Asian boy. “So, we’re all gonna take turns fucking your mouth and cumming down your throat. I want you to beg, cocksucker. I want you to beg us to suck our cocks and swallow our cum. Do it right now.”

“No…please, I…I can’t…please, don’t make me do that,” Tyler begged, looking up at the massive biker desperately.

“Wow, you really are a retarded little fag. What the fuck did I just say about calling yourself ‘I’?” Tank snarled before turning to the other bikers. “Hold his arms.”

“No…please…I’m sorry…please…this…this fuckhole is sorry…please, don’t,” Tyler pleaded as a pair of Outlaws knelt beside him and grabbed his arms.

“Stick his balls out and hold him tight,” Tank instructed as he menacingly cocking his arm back.

“No! Please don’t! I’ll do it! Please!” Tyler shouted in panic, squirming around between the large bikers.

“Too late, faggot. You need to learn your place,” Tank replied, grinning excitedly as he stared down at the boy’s naked, helpless ball sack. “I’m gonna give you five hits on your little balls and five on your ass, then we’ll see how well you cooperate, fag.”

“No…please don’t! I’ll do it! Don’t hit me…please!”

Tyler shrieked, his eyes widening with terror as the biker prepared to strike him. Tank viciously swung his arm down and whipped the steel rod into Tyler’s ball sack as hard as possible. The sound of the cane cleaving deep into the Asian boy’s tender flesh was sickening, and it was immediately followed by the most ear-piercing scream of agony from the boy. Tyler’s reaction to the blow was so intense that he nearly broke free from the bikers’ grasp.

“That’s one, faggot,” Tank declared, staring down at the long, dark welt already starting to form across Tyler’s small, round balls.

Tyler wailed, twisting dejectedly as the Outlaw tore the cane across his balls again.

“That’s two!” Tank laughed, watching the Asian boy’s ball sack jiggle pathetically from the mighty blow.

“Please stop! Please! I’ll do whatever you want. Just stop, please!” Tyler piteously begged.

“That’s three!” Tank shouted back, ripping the steel cane into Tyler’s balls. “And what the fuck did I say about calling yourself ‘I’? You still ain’t learning a goddamn thing, faggot!”

“Please, I’m sorry! This fuckhole is sorry! This fuckhole won’t do it again, please!” Tyler begged, tears streaming down his cheeks as he stared at the floor in utter shame and misery.

Tank drew his arm back and unleashed two more devastating blows on the Asian boy’s balls in rapid succession. The last strike resulted in the boy’s loudest, most excruciating squeal. The red and swollen ball sack looked incredibly painful. The other bikers gathered around Tyler, staring lustfully at the quivering boy.

“Turn him around, and get that ass nice and high,” Tank instructed the bikers holding the sobbing Asian boy.

“Please! Stop it. I’ll do what you want, please!” Tyler begged as the men quickly turned him around and flipped him onto his hands and knees.

“Damn, look at that ass,” one of the bikers praised the terrified Asian boy. “I can’t wait to tear that ass up.”

“What are you, faggot? What’s your name?” Tank asked the boy, gently running the tip of his cane across his buttocks.

“Tyler, I mean cumdump, I’m cumdump,” Tyler quickly corrected himself, embarrassed at saying the words.

“That’s better, faggot,” the biker responded. “I’m still gonna have to beat this ass, though.”

“Please don’t, sir, I promise…this cumdump promises he’ll be good,” Tyler pleaded, trembling in horror as he felt the cane lifted from his ass.

Tyler screamed, thrashing around feverishly as the giant slammed the cane into his ass with all his power. The massive bikers could barely keep Tyler immobile as Tank furiously battered the boy’s ass with the cane. He administered four more insufferable blows, pausing for a few seconds between each one to gaze at the Asian boy while he writhed around in agony. When the biker was finished, Tyler’s ass was decorated with five severe, blistering welts. He was screaming at the top of his lungs and desperately imploring Tank for mercy.

“Turn the faggot around,” instructed the biker, a hint of disappointment in his voice from being done.

“You ready to be a good little fuckhole now?” Tank asked, tapping his cane against the kneeling Asian boy’s swollen ball sack.

“Yes, this…this fuckhole will be good,” Tyler sobbed, tears streaming down his cheeks as he stared down in dejection.

“Good, then let’s start over,” Tank replied, smiling sinisterly. “I want you to beg to suck our cocks, and swallow our ball juice. After you do it, you move on to the next man and do the same. Don’t stop till you’ve sucked every one of our cocks, got it?”

“Yes, sir,” Tyler answered dismally.

“You can start with me, cocksucker,” the hulking biker commanded as he dropped his pants and underwear to the floor.

“Can I…can this cumdump suck your cock, sir,” Tyler requested before finally adding, “and swallow your cum?”

“Why yes, you can, you fucking dirty little cocksucker,” Tank responded happily, tilting his cock down and pointing it at Tyler’s face.

The Asian boy cried openly as he reached forward and took the massive cock. Trembling, he leaned forward and wrapped his lips tightly around the thick shaft. Tank groaned in delight as Tyler pumped his mouth up and down the hard cock.

“Look at me, faggot. Look me in the eye, and keep sucking that cock,” Tank commanded, reaching down and grabbing a fistful of the boy’s hair.

Tyler dutifully turned his gaze upward at the smiling brute, locking his wary eyes on Tank the entire time he serviced him. Tyler looked for any sign of mercy or humanity in the man as he did but found neither. It was clear he did not give a shit about his well-being and viewed him solely as a piece of meat to use for his own pleasure. 

“Okay, faggot, enough bullshit, put it all in your mouth,” Tank said as the boy suckled on the first couple of inches of his shaft.

“Please, sir, I can’t…this fuckhole can’t. It’s too big,” Tyler replied, taking his lips off the humongous cock but keeping his eyes fixed on the biker.

“I said, ‘get that cock inside your fucking mouth,’ faggot. I don’t give a shit how big it is; you find a way to do it,” the Outlaw shot back angrily. “Or do I need to turn you around and beat that ass some more?”

“No, I’ll do it…I mean, this fuckhole will do it,” Tyler responded quickly before wrapping his mouth around the enormous shaft.

“All the way in, cocksucker, don’t stop till those balls are smacking your chin,” Tank instructed.

Tears of utter misery were coursing down Tyler’s cheeks as he bent forward and slowly inserted inch after inch of Tank’s cock into his mouth. He could fit about half of it in before he felt the tip push against his throat. He tried to squeeze more of the monstrous shaft in but immediately gagged violently. After trying a few times to get the cock inside his throat, he stopped and looked at Tank imploringly.

“Please, I…this fuckhole can’t, sir. It’s too big,” Tyler begged, taking the cock out of his mouth for a second.

“Faggot, get that cock back in your mouth right now and quit complaining. You’re a fucking cocksucker. I know you got plenty of experience deep-throating big dicks,” Tank ordered.

Tyler reluctantly put his lips back around the humongous cock and buried it deep into his mouth. He futilely tried to get the full eight inches of it inside his throat but continued to retch each time he tried. After waiting a few minutes, the massive biker finally lost his patience. He grabbed Tyler by the back of his head, then slammed the boy’s face against his dick as hard as he could. Tank held the little Asian boy against him, ignoring him as he frantically beat his fists against his legs. 

Tyler choked as the enormous cock was brutally crammed into his throat. When he finally released him after what felt like an eternity for Tyler, he immediately pulled his head away and vomited all over the floor.

“You stupid fucking cunt!” Tank shouted, grabbing the Asian boy’s hair and slapping his face viciously. Tyler squealed, wiping the puke from his lips as he broke into tears.

“Please! I’m sorry…this fuckhole is sorry…this cumdump is so sorry.”

“Open that mouth, cocksucker. We’re not stopping till you learn how to give a proper blowjob,” Tank commanded.

Tyler shook in fear as he parted his lips to allow the ruthless biker to sink his cock back into his mouth. Tank wasted no time as he held the boy’s head firmly and drove his cock deep into the warm cavity and toward the back of the throat. Tyler began choking immediately and tried to push the massive biker away with his hands. Tank held the boy’s face on his cock until the gagging became so violent that it was clear he was suffocating before Tank finally released him and allowed him to get some oxygen. After a few seconds, however, Tank ordered Tyler to open his mouth and mercilessly plunged his dick deep into the opening. After enduring the constant assault on his throat and repeatedly almost choking to death, Tyler sobbed joylessly when Tank extracted his cock from the boy’s throat after forcing nearly all of it down there for what seemed like the hundredth time.

“Oh god, please, stop…just stop! Please! I can’t take it anymore! Please, don’t do this anymore! You’re killing me!”

Tyler finally could not take it any longer, and he hung his head in shame and despair as he wept. His face was a dark shade of red from the constant lack of air, and trails of drool ran down his chin. His chest was heaving as he coughed intensely.

“Open your fucking mouth, you piece of shit,” Tank commanded, jerking on Tyler’s hair and forcing him to look at him.

“Please stop! I can’t, please, sir. This faggot can’t do anymore,” Tyler pleaded, pitifully gazing up at Tank.

“You want me to beat your ass again? Because I’d be more than glad to, fag,” Tank warned.

“No, please don’t hit me. I…this fuckhole is trying, please…” Tyler sobbed.

“Then open that mouth, faggot, and relax that throat,” Tank ordered, pulling hard on Tyler’s hair and smacking his cock against the boy’s face.

Tyler parted his lips slightly and closed his eyes as the giant biker thrust his cock deep into Tyler’s mouth. Holding the boy tightly by the back of his skull, Tank began ferociously slamming his shaft into the boy’s mouth, ignoring his violent retching as he plunged his cock past the boy’s jaws and down his throat. Tyler’s face was contorted into absolute misery, and tears streamed down his cheeks as Tank ruthlessly fucked his mouth.

“Fuck! I’m cumming! Jesus Christ, yeah, I’m cumming! Keep that mouth closed, cocksucker! And get ready!” Tank bellowed.

The hulking biker pulled his cock out until just a couple of inches remained in Tyler’s mouth, then roared proudly as he began ejaculating. The other bikers gathered around Tank in a tight circle, laughing and cheering as he drained his load into Tyler’s mouth. He could hear the Asian boy groaning in sheer anguish as his mouth was quickly filled with hot, thick cum.

“Drink it, faggot! Swallow that jizz right now!” Tank shouted, gripping the Asian boy’s head firmly in his massive hands while he finished shooting off in the boy’s mouth.

Tyler was moaning wretchedly and struggling to control himself as Tank pulled his cock from the lips wrapped around his cock. He came extremely close to spitting the massive cum load out but remembered the cane and kept it in his mouth. After several seconds, Tyler summoned his willpower and began downing the awful man juice. It took him a couple of gulps, but eventually, he swallowed Tank’s entire load, moaning in disgust as he did from his dehumanization.

“That’s a good little faggot,” Tank congratulated the Asian boy before wiping his cock off with the boy’s hair.

“You know what to do next,” the heartless brute said, motioning to the circle of men. “Get to work faggot. You got a lot of dicks to suck.”

“Please stop this,” I can’t do this…please, sir…I’ll, this cumdump will give you everything I have…just…please,” Tyler pleaded hysterically, burying his face in his hands as he wept dismally.

“That’s it, man. Turn this faggot around,” Tank instructed the gang as he bent to pick up the cane from the floor. “Stupid piece of shit still doesn’t get it.”

Tyler screamed in horror, struggling as three Outlaws stepped forward at the same time and grabbed him.

“No! Please! Please stop. I’ll do it! This cumdump will do it, please!” 

Tyler continued to beg frantically as the men turned him around so that his ass faced Tank. They forced him to get on all fours. Two men held the boy’s legs wide apart while another pinned his hands against the floor. Tyler felt the cane’s tip on his bare, upturned ass and whimpered in pure terror.

“You need to learn your place, fag,” Tank said as he cocked the cane high above his big shoulder. “Now brace yourself. This might hurt a little bit.”

While the hulking biker struck the steel cane deep into the boy’s tender ass with all his strength, Tyler screamed, squirming in agony.

“That’s one, faggot! You got four more, and then it’s your little balls next!” Tank shouted before delivering another insanely vicious stroke across Tyler’s gorgeous ass cheeks.

Tyler shrieked, writhing in agony.

“No! You can’t…please, I’m sorry! I’ll be good, I swear!” 

“Two!” Tank roared, furiously whipping the Asian boy’s buttocks a third time. “And what the fuck did I say about calling yourself ‘I,’ fag?”

“This fuckhole is sorry! Please, this fuckhole is so sorry!”

When the massive Outlaw ripped the cane into his ass again, Tyler released an ear-piercing scream and began weeping uncontrollably. He could not take this abuse anymore. His ass was decidedly raw from the earlier thrashing, and now it felt like the skin was actually being torn off of it with each additional blow. The pain was so excruciating that he thought he would pass out. The crazy giant was beating him as hard as possible with the metal rod, and Tyler could not believe how insanely sadistic he was.

“One more, faggot!” Tank declared.

Tyler wailed in agony as the biker administered the last awful blow to his cheeks. The flesh on his ass was now covered with many long, extremely severe welts, and several were starting to leak a little blood. Tyler’s ass almost looked like it had just endured a Singapore-style caning, and it certainly felt that way for the poor Asian boy.

“Okay, turn the little faggot around,” Tank said after admiring Tyler’s inflamed, welt-covered ass for a moment.

“Please stop this!” Tyler beseeched the sadistic bikers as they turned him around and forced him to kneel in front of Tank.

“Stick his balls out,” Tank said to the two men holding Tyler’s arms.

Tyler was shaking in fear and trying to escape from the men with all his might, but their grip was firm, and he could barely move an inch. They pushed his crotch forward to force his ball sack out, making it a very inviting target for Tank. He smiled at the tiny ball sack before raising his arm and ferociously slashing the cane across both balls. Tyler screamed in torture as the lash landed perfectly on his dangling orbs.

“That’s one! Beg me to hit your balls, fag! Fucking beg!” Tank roared, cocking his arm back once more.

“No! Please just stop!” Tyler cried out, looking up at the Outlaw in complete terror.

“Beg me to beat your worthless balls, fuckhole! Or I’m gonna make it ten hits instead of five!” Tank warned.

“Oh, god…um…please…please beat this fuckhole’s worthless balls, sir,” Tyler requested, barely able to utter the words.

“With pleasure, fag,” Tank replied before happily ripping the cane into Tyler’s burning balls.

Tyler screamed in agony.

“Keep begging, faggot!” Tank ordered, pulling the steel instrument back once more.

“Please beat this fuckhole’s balls!”

Tyler closed his eyes as he awaited another excruciating lash.

“Yeah! Look at those tiny little balls dance!” one of the bikers laughed as Tank viciously thrashed Tyler’s balls twice in rapid succession.

“Beg, faggot!” Tank commanded once more.

“Please, beat my balls! Please, beat this fuckhole’s worthless balls!”

Tank furiously swung the cane into the Asian boy’s balls one final time, eliciting an agonized wail from the boy. Tyler was weeping deplorably, and his entire body shook in pain and horror. The skin on his small ball sack was covered in terrible welts and looked just like his ass now.

“Now, are you ready to be a good little faggot?” Tank asked the kneeling, weeping Asian boy. “Or do I gotta start making you bleed?”

“Yes, this fuckhole…this cumdump will be good,” Tyler blubbered.

“Then get to work, faggot. Start sucking these guys’ cocks, don’t stop till you’ve sucked every one of them,” Tank commanded. “And remember you beg them to suck their cocks, like a good little faggot.”

Still sobbing, Tyler shuffled over to the first man he saw, who he had serviced last night, and Tyler remembered just how bad the obese and hairy man smelled. The thought of tasting his cock was too awful to put into words, but he willed himself over to the slob and knelt before him like a slave.

“Can this fuckhole suck your cock, sir?” Tyler requested, staring down at the floor in disgrace.

“Yes, you can, faggot,” the filthy biker responded, happily pushing his pants and boxers to the floor. “And you can swallow my jizz too.”

Tyler whined gloomily as he reached forward and took hold of the man’s fully erect cock with his hands. He wrapped his lips around the bulbous head and began pumping his mouth back and forth on the meaty cock. His expression of sheer disgust revealed how sour and putrid the shaft tasted and how difficult it was for him to concentrate on the blowjob.

“God, fuck yeah,” the overweight Outlaw groaned, seizing Tyler’s head and driving his cock back and forth between the boy’s stretched jaws.

The man only lasted a few minutes, but they were a brutal couple minutes for Tyler as he was forced to constantly take nearly the entire cock down his gullet. He gagged countless times on the cock as he kept stuffing it in his throat and keeping it there until he was on the verge of passing out. It was one of the most horrendous tortures imaginable, and Tyler desperately begged for mercy throughout the ordeal. He almost welcomed it when he finally felt the man’s cock starting to twitch in his mouth.

“Yeah! Fuck yeah! Here we go, faggot!” The biker exclaimed, pushing his dick deep into Tyler’s mouth before he started cumming.

Tyler closed his eyes and shuddered in revulsion as a river of cum gushed into his mouth. Because the cock was buried so far, the filthy seed was being dumped directly down his throat, forcing him to swallow the load quickly rather than allowing it to pool in his mouth. He groaned mournfully but consumed the man’s cum like a good cumdump. He could hear the biker grunting in animal pleasure and wanted to kill him so badly, along with the rest of the bikers.

“That’s a good little faggot. There you go, swallow every last drop, you dirty little cum guzzler,” the hideously fat biker stated as he finished depositing all his jizz down Tyler’s gullet.

When he finished, he pulled his cock out of the Asian boy’s mouth and congratulated him on a well-done job before smacking him in the face. Tyler buried his face in his hands and began sobbing wretchedly. He still could not believe this was all really happening to him. It was worse than any nightmare he could have ever imagined.

“Let’s go, faggot. Get another cock in that mouth right now,” Tank ordered after giving the Asian boy a minute to cry.

Tyler was about to start begging Tank but stopped when he remembered the steel cane. He crawled over to the nearest man and knelt before him. He gazed at the floor in complete desolation and repeated the awful words.

“Can this cumdump suck your cock, sir?”

“Sure, faggot, you can suck it,” the brawny Outlaw answered. “Don’t worry about swallowing my jizz, though. I’m gonna shoot all over that pretty little face of yours.”

Tyler felt his stomach turn at the man’s words but respectfully took hold of the giant cock and buried it between his lips. He immediately sucked the man passionately, hoping to satisfy him and keep him from deep-throating. However, those hopes were dashed as the man quickly grabbed a chunk of the boy’s hair and slammed Tyler’s face viciously against his rock-hard cock.

Tyler beat his small fists against the man’s hips as he fucked his mouth in the same brutal fashion as Tank and the other fat biker. His cock was nearly as big as Tank’s, and each time he crammed it into his throat, the little Asian boy retched horribly. The man pulled out and gave Tyler a few seconds to recover before plunging his massive shaft between the boy’s lips.

“That’s right, you little gook fag,” the Outlaw said disdainfully as he yanked Tyler’s head back and forth along his dick. “This is what you were made for, the only fucking thing you’re good for.”

Tyler’s vision blurred as fresh tears flowed from his soft, big brown eyes. His face was red, and he felt lightheaded from the constant lack of oxygen. Slowly, he learned to suppress his gag reflex and fit more of the man’s cock inside his throat. However, Tyler could not avoid choking on the shaft because it was violently smashed into his mouth.

After a few more minutes of the terribly rough blowjob, the Outlaw began shouting in pleasure and anticipation. Tyler could feel his cock start to spasm and knew what was coming. He forgot about the man’s promise earlier and braced himself for the discharge of cum in his mouth. He gasped in shock when the man pulled out and blasted a massive wad of cum onto his eyes.

“No, faggot! Keep those hands down!” The biker roared as Tyler instinctively tried to shield himself with his arms.

Tyler whined dismally but put his hands by his side. He closed his eyes and cried in absolute misery while the cum stung his eyes while the hulking biker continued shooting cum all over the delicate face. Tyler could hear the man grunting in savage joy and wanted to scream so badly. It took all his self-control to remain still while his face was painted with the man’s hot, sticky cum. By the time he was done, Tyler’s face was covered in cum, looking like the disgraceful cumdump he genuinely was.

“Look at you,” the biker stated in disgust as he stared at the weeping Asian boy. “You’re nothing but a piece of shit. Stop crying, faggot. I know you’re enjoying this.”

“Let’s go, faggot, start sucking,” Tank commanded as Tyler remained on his knees and wiped the slimy cum from his eyes.

Whimpering in unequivocal sorrow, Tyler reluctantly moved to the next biker he saw, who already had his oversized cock out of his pants, stroking it while he smiled down at Tyler. Tyler recognized him as one of the two Outlaws who had held him in the air and brutally fucked him earlier in the morning. He looked like a complete maniac, and Tyler shuddered in fear as he knelt before him.

“Can I…can this cumdump suck your cock, sir?” Tyler quietly asked.

“You sure can, cumdump,” the giant Outlaw replied, clutching Tyler’s head with one hand while his other hand guided his cock to the boy’s lips.

Tyler was gagging horrendously in seconds as the biker started slamming his cock into the boy’s mouth and throat. It took him nearly ten minutes to climax, and he did not let up as he fucked the Asian boy’s face violently. When the man had finished depositing his cum down Tyler’s throat, the boy was given almost no respite and forced to suck another cock. For Tyler, it was the most exhausting, brutal blowjob yet.

It went on and on, with Tyler servicing one biker after another with his mouth. More than an hour went by as he blew eight more Outlaws. Five men drained their cum down the boy’s throat and into his belly while the other three elected to cum all over his face. Tyler puked twice throughout the ordeal, once from an extremely cruel biker who had kept his cock stuffed inside his throat virtually nonstop and another time after swallowing the third load of cum.

“Please! I can’t take…this cumdump can’t take anymore!” Tyler begged after downing yet another biker’s cum.

So far, the Asian boy had serviced twelve Outlaws and was only about halfway finished. Tyler had also gulped down eight loads of cum, and the nauseous feeling of all that cum made his stomach churn. As he looked around at the horde of bikers still awaiting their blowjob, Tyler’s body slumped in despair, and he had no idea how he would finish his task.

“Get your ass back to work, faggot,” Tank warned, tapping the steel cane against the boy’s head. “Or I swear to God, I’ll beat those pretty little balls until they burst.”

Tyler whimpered hopelessly and crawled over to another one of the large, tattooed bikers. He repeated the line deeply engraved into his brain, politely asking if he could suck his cock. Of course, the man gladly accepted, and Tyler spent several minutes blowing him before he deposited his cum down his throat. Tank gave him about thirty seconds to recover before commanding him to resume his duties.

It took nearly two more hours, but Tyler eventually and somehow found a way to suck all the bikers’ cocks. By the time he finished, eighteen Outlaws had dumped their jizz into his belly, and another seven had ejaculated on his face. His long, dark hair was matted with thick lines of cum, and torrents of the goo were smeared all over his pretty face. Tyler’s jaw felt like it was dislocated from the vicious blowjobs, and he felt like he would die from how much cum he consumed.

“Congratulations, cocksucker, I knew you could do it,” Tank applauded, stepping before the sobbing Asian boy. “I think you’ve earned yourself a little break. Shower up, and we’ll get you something to eat faggot, but then it’s back to fucking time.”

Tyler was thoroughly fatigued and had to be carried out of the room by two bikers. They took him to the bathroom and placed him inside the tub before turning on the shower and leaving. Tyler remained on his knees and wept in total misery as the hot water cascaded over him. The burning sensation was unbearable on his beaten ass and balls, and he had to turn down the temperature. Even now, the boy still could not grasp how this was all happening and thought about how concerned his friends in Riverside must be. The thought that he would never see his friends, family, or girlfriend again ran across his mind, and he began crying harder.

“Let’s go, faggot,” one of the bikers ordered, startling Tyler as he pulled the shower curtain aside and grabbed his arm.

“Please, wait, just a little more, please,” Tyler requested, trying to free himself from the large man as he yanked him out of the bathtub.

Tyler frantically pleaded with the Outlaw as he hauled him out of the bathroom. It felt like he had only been inside the shower for a couple of minutes, and he had barely been able to clean himself. Even though he had washed off all the cum on his face, he could still feel the disgusting spunk in his hair. However, his pleas fell on deaf ears as the biker dragged him into the adjacent lounge room where the other men awaited. He forced him to sit at a large wooden table before Tank came over.

“Dinnertime, fag,” the man announced as he set another plate of leftover garbage scraps covered in cum in front of the Asian boy. “Eat up, faggot. You’ll need the energy. You got another long night ahead of you.”

Tyler stared at a big pile of recycled, soggy salad and a plate of nasty, half-eaten pieces of already chewed steak and ribs and felt his stomach turn. Even though he barely ate anything earlier, Tyler could not bear the thought of consuming this utterly nauseating food.

“I said eat your dinner, fag,” Tank ordered, tapping the steel cane on the table. “Or do I need to remind you what happens when you don’t listen?”

Tyler quickly put his face in the plate of food and began eating the disgusting remains like a dog. Every bite he took was intolerable, and it took him nearly half an hour to finish the meal. The men were nice enough to give Tyler a glass of water, which he gulped down as soon as he finished the food. Tyler sat nervously at the table, with his hands in his lap, waiting for what would happen next.

“Well, what do you say?” Tank asked, taking the plate away. “Thank us for that wonderful meal, slut. Say it.”

“Thank you for the…for the wonderful meal, sir,” Tyler replied.

“No problem, faggot,” Tank said. “I think that was a long enough break, don’t you? Are you ready for another round with us, faggot? I know these boys are just dying to fuck your tight little ass again.”

“Please…no, please…just stop. I can’t…this fuckhole can’t take anymore…this fuckhole is so tired…please, sir,” Tyler pleaded.

“Get over here, fag,” Tank commanded as he stood near the other side of the room.

“No, fag, on your hands and knees. I want you to crawl over here like the bitch you are,” the cruel biker clarified as Tyler walked toward him.

Tyler wiped the tears starting to flow again and got down on all fours. He slowly began crawling over to the giant Outlaw. He could feel his ass swaying from side to side and knew how much it turned all the bikers on. Tyler could feel himself blushing in shame as the other men stood by and watched him, making vulgar comments about his body.

“I want you to beg us like you did last time, except now you’re gonna beg us to fuck you and cum in your body,” Tank instructed.

“Please, this fuckhole is so tired. Please…please, just give me a break,” Tyler beseeched the man as he looked up at him in agitation.

“This is your last warning, fag,” Tank said as he grabbed the steel cane from the floor. “If you complain even one more time, it’s gonna be ten hits on your balls. When I tell you to do something, you fucking do it, faggot, no complaining or bitching. Now beg.”

“Can this fuckhole…can you fuck this fuckhole and cum in his pussy?” Tyler asked after several seconds, as he barely managed to get out the words.

“Yeah, I’ll fuck you faggot. It’s all you’re good for anyway,” Tank replied as he unbuckled his jeans. “Get on the bed, fag, on your back, and spread those legs real wide.”

Tyler was blubbering as he slowly crawled to the large mattress and climbed onto it. He rolled over onto his back and parted his legs. Tyler saw the hulking biker walking menacingly towards him while massaging his cock with his hand. Tyler whimpered as the man grabbed his ankles and roughly yanked his legs far apart before positioning himself between them.

“Get ready, faggot. I’m gonna fuck your tight little pussy,” Tank declared, pressing his massive cock against Tyler’s asshole.

Tyler squealed in pain as the biker viciously rammed into him, stuffing his sore asshole with his meaty shaft. Tank grabbed the boy’s flailing arms and quickly pinned them to the mattress. He was crushing Tyler beneath his large frame, and Tank could feel him desperately struggling to free himself as he began pounding into the boy’s pussy. Tyler screamed, wrapping his skinny legs around the man’s hips as he brutally fucked him.

“Yeah, faggot, wrap those legs around me! Beg me to fuck you, faggot!” Tank bellowed.

Tyler wailed as the hulking biker fucked him with all his might.

“Please, stop! Please!”

“Beg me to fuck you, fag! Now!” Tank demanded angrily.

“Please…please fuck me! Please fuck this faggot!

Tyler struggled frantically as Tank hammered away at his aching asshole despite his words. The man held the boy’s wrists against the bed for several minutes, using his big, strong hips to plunge his cock into the boy. Finally, when he could not hold off, the biker gave one last thrust and began shooting his seed deep into Tyler’s tight little asshole.

“God, please just stop! Please!” Tyler sobbed, writhing beneath Tank’s massive frame as he pumped him full of cum.

“Thanks, faggot, that was nice,” Tank said before pulling his cock out of the Asian boy’s asshole.

Tyler screamed in pain as Tank grabbed his hair and roughly dragged him off the bed. The man jerked him onto the floor and forced him to get on his hands and knees. 

“Let’s go, faggot, start begging these boys to fuck you,” Tank commanded. “You got a lot of cocks to pleasure.”

Tyler nearly uttered a plea for mercy but stopped before it escaped his mouth when he thought about the cane and wisely decided not to beg the man. He crawled over to the closest biker and knelt before him. Tyler could not bear the thought of another ass fuck. He could already feel Tank’s cum oozing out of his raw, aching asshole. Tyler whimpered in fear as he approached the next man.

“Can…can you fuck this cumdump, sir?” 

“Sure, I’ll fuck you, faggot,” the hulking biker Outlaw replied as he grabbed Tyler’s hair and dragged him back to the bed.

Tyler whined pitifully as the man bent him over the edge of the mattress and stuffed a dirty pillow beneath the boy’s belly. The boy screamed in pain as the man gave him a hard slap across his ass. The skin on his buttocks was still extremely raw and sensitive from the earlier caning, and even touching it was painful. Tyler shrieked, flailing his legs as the biker viciously smacked his ass several more times.

“Ain’t nothin’ like beating a faggot’s ass, ain’t that right, fellas?” the cruel biker asked, drawing a round of laughter from the other men.

“Spread those legs, faggot, I’m coming in,” the Outlaw commanded as he pulled Tyler’s ass cheeks apart and lined his cock up with the boy’s tiny asshole.

Tyler screamed, instantly thrashing in agony as the hulking biker ripped his cock deep into his asshole.

“Yeah, faggot! You’re still tight back here! I fucking love it!” The man roared, fiercely slapping Tyler’s ass a few more times.

“Please, no! Don’t hit me, please!”

Tyler squealed when the Outlaw grabbed his hips and slammed more of his enormous cock inside his ass. He quickly gave a few more hard thrusts, and just like that, his entire cock was stuffed inside his rectum. Tyler began screaming at the top of his lungs as the cruel giant t pounded into his asshole with long, powerful strokes. The pain was beyond excruciating, and Tyler thought he would pass out. His raw, ultra-tender asshole felt like it was being fucked to shreds. Tyler wailed, clutching the sheets as the Outlaw savagely fucked him.

Each time the massive biker slammed into Tyler, he yanked back on the boy’s hips so that the penetration of his asshole was even more agonizing. Each time he drove his cock into him, Tyler thought he would pass out from the pain. He was fucking him so hard that the sound of his hips slamming into Tyler’s ass was audible above the cheering and laughter from all the other men in the room.

“Fuck! I’m cumming, faggot!” The biker bellowed after he had spent several more minutes hammering Tyler’s asshole.

He gave one last thrust and sank every inch of his dick inside Tyler’s ass just before he started ejaculating inside the opening. Tyler groaned in disgust, but a significant part of him was grateful that the man was finally done. He lay still and buried his face into the mattress while the Outlaw finished dumping his cum inside him. 

When the man was finished, he removed his cock and gave the Asian boy one last slap on his ass before walking away.

“That faggot’s ass is still tight,” the hairy beast proclaimed to his friends. “I wonder how long it’ll stay that way.”

Tank gave the Asian boy a minute as he bent over the mattress and wept uncontrollably. After a moment, Tank walked over, grabbed Tyler’s hair, and forced him back onto his hands and knees on the floor. The bikers gazed at the trails of cum leaking from the boy’s asshole and glazing his smooth thighs.

“Let’s go, faggot. That’s only two cocks,” the Outlaw said. “You have a long way to go before your night ends.”

Tyler lifted his head, looked around the room, and felt his heart sink. Tank was right. Two dozen bikers were sitting around the room, waiting to fuck him. It was too awful to describe that he would have to beg all of them to do it. Tyler had no idea how he was going to survive the night.

“Will you…will you fuck this cumdump, sir?” Tyler asked as he crawled over to a nearby Outlaw and addressed him.

“Sure, I’ll fuck you. Get your ass on that bed, faggot,” the tattooed giant commanded as he removed his pants and boxers.

Tyler miserably crawled back over to the large mattress. He tried to ignore the other bikers’ countless lewd comments about his upturned asshole. When he got to the bed, he pulled himself onto it and lay on the edge of the bed with his back to the men, waiting for the next Outlaw to use him.

“Turn around, faggot. Get on your back and spread your fucking legs,” the beast ordered, effortlessly flipping Tyler over onto his back.

Tyler trembled as he looked up nervously at the burly Outlaw and spread his legs for him. He quickly grabbed his ankles and yanked them far apart before pushing them down and pinning them to the bed above Tyler’s shoulders. Tyler whined dismally as he was forced into the awkward and uncomfortable position. The man held the boy’s legs down and probed around until his cock pushed against the sixteen-year-old defenseless asshole.

Tyler screamed as the biker violently plunged his cock deep into his aching asshole. He instantly struggled to escape from the massive brute, but with the way he was bent in half and trapped beneath the man’s hulking biker frame, there was nothing he could do. It took the man seconds before he started hammering away at the boy’s asshole. Tyler screamed in anguish as the man slammed his cock into him, using his weight to drill it as far into his asshole as possible.

“God, this faggot is still tight,” the Outlaw groaned blissfully as he pounded the small Asian boy.

The hulking biker gazed down at Tyler as the boy screamed and wept inconsolably, and the man simply loved it. The boy was so hot and probably had numerous girls flirting with him back home. However, he was nothing but a fuck toy to the biker gang. There was just something about watching the little Asian boy faggot suffer that gave him so much joy, probably because none of them would ever have a chance to fuck and abuse him in any other circumstance. 

“Yeah, you still got a nice tight pussy,” the Outlaw chuckled as he looked into Tyler’s anguished eyes. “I hope it stays tight for a long time, faggot.”

Tyler squealed, gazing up at the man pleadingly as he continued to brutally ram his cock into him. Tyler turned his head to the side and closed his eyes so he could no longer see the man’s depraved face.

“Please, not so hard!”

After about two or three more minutes, the biker sank his dick into Tyler before proceeding to ejaculate deep inside him. Once the biker emptied his cum into him, the Outlaw let go of Tyler’s ankles and left the mattress.

“Let’s go, faggot. Get back over here now!” Tank shouted, this time not even giving Tyler a minute to recover.

“Please! I’m so…this fuckhole is so tired!” Tyler begged as he climbed off the mattress and collapsed to his hands and knees.

Tyler respectfully crawled back to Tank and the other Outlaws despite his suffering. When he finally got to the group of men, he knelt before one of them. He shuddered in disgust as he felt another fresh river of cum seeping out of his gaping asshole.

“Can you fuck this cumdump, sir?” Tyler whispered, looking at the floor in complete dejection.

As expected, the burly man gladly accepted Tyler’s offer. He hauled Tyler back over to the bed and bent him over it, and in an instant, was fucking the boy’s ass hard from behind. He fucked him for several minutes as Tyler wailed and squirmed in agony. When he was finished depositing his load inside his asshole, he gave Tyler a painful slap in the ass before leaving the weeping boy on the mattress.

After a stern warning from Tank, Tyler got back on all fours and crawled over to another biker, asking the man to fuck him. The process repeated itself after the biker finished using and abusing him. Nearly five hours elapsed as Tyler was continuously and savagely fucked by one Outlaw after another. Throughout that time, he was forced to implore the massive biker to fuck him, and Tyler had no idea how he made it through the nightmarish struggle.

“Jesus Christ, that feels good!” The biker fucking Tyler doggy-style exclaimed as he drained his cum inside the boy’s badly torn asshole.

He was the twenty-sixth and final Outlaw to use Tyler. After the biker emptied his entire cum load inside Tyler, he pulled his cock out and stepped back to admire the boy’s sickeningly damaged asshole. Torrents of cum and blood flowed from the wide-stretched hole.

Tyler, meanwhile, was sobbing in total misery and shock. His body was drenched in sweat, some from his exertions and some from the filthy bikers. He was so physically and mentally drained that he could not lift himself off the bed. His asshole felt like it had been literally mangled and thoroughly ripped apart. His asshole had been battered for hours by countless oversized cocks, and Tyler knew that his asshole would never be the same after tonight.

“Well, boys, it’s getting late,” Tank declared. “How ‘bout we take this faggot outside and shower him down before calling it a night?”

As soon as he finished speaking, two Outlaws grabbed Tyler and pulled his limp body off the bed. Tyler moaned in sheer exhaustion and depression as the men carried him out of the room and down the hallway. He was led through a couple more doors and soon found himself in a small yard at the back of the tavern. The bikers compelled Tyler to kneel on the dry grass as Tank, holding a cane in his hand, stepped in front of him.

“How you feeling, faggot? Have you had a good night so far?” The man chuckled. “I think we’re just about finished with you for tonight. You just got one last thing to do. Tilt your head back and open your mouth. Keep your mouth open until I say different. Right now, faggot. Let’s go!”

In confusion and fear, Tyler looked at the man but slowly perched his head backward and opened his mouth wide. As Tank stood before him, a few more Outlaws joined him, creating a small semicircle around the boy. Tyler could feel the dread in his stomach as he watched the brutes unzip their jeans and pull their cocks out. All five dicks were aimed straight at his face, and Tyler began crying as he realized what was about to happen.

“Remember, faggot, you close that mouth even once, and it’s gonna be twenty strokes on your balls and ass,” Tank warned grimly.

“Let’s wash this faggot down,” one of the bikers declared before unleashing a heavy piss stream onto Tyler’s face.

Tyler cried in shock and dismay as the other four Outlaws began pissing over his face. He squeezed his eyes shut just in time to prevent any piss from entering. Tyler groaned wretchedly as the men quickly adjusted their aim so they were all peeing directly into his mouth. The taste of the piss was simply too terrible to describe, and it took Tyler all of his willpower to remain on his knees with his mouth open. His mouth was filled entirely with the biker’s acrid piss within seconds.

“Ah, yeah, that’s what I call the perfect toilet,” one of the bikers stated, smiling down at the Asian boy while he continued pissing into the boy’s mouth.

Tyler wept despairingly as torrents of piss overflowed from his mouth, down his chin, and over his chest. He could hear the men laughing and making cruel remarks about how he was a filthy fuck toy. He was beyond mortified and could not believe that these evil men existed.

Tyler was forced to kneel for nearly ten minutes as the bikers used him as a urinal. Whenever one of the Outlaws finished peeing on him, he was quickly replaced with another one. There was never a moment when less than three streams of piss were deposited into his mouth. Allowing the men to urinate into his mouth was one of the worst torments imaginable. Eventually, however, the jets of piss dwindled down before ceasing entirely. It was only a few minutes, but for Tyler, it felt like a century while he kneeled.

“No, faggot! Keep that mouth open!” Tank shouted as Tyler was about to spit the large pool of piss left in his mouth. “Swallow it, faggot! You fucking swallow that piss!”

Tyler whined in horror and frustration. He could not believe how utterly sadistic the man was. It took everything the boy had to keep his mouth open while the gang had all pissed into it, but the thought of actually drinking the foul liquid was just too much for Tyler to handle. He tried to bring himself to swallow it but simply could not, as he remained on his knees and wept dejectedly.

“Last warning, faggot, swallow that piss, or I’m gonna beat the skin off you,” Tank cautioned the little Asian boy, tapping the steel cane against the boy’s glistening body.

Tyler groaned in despair but somehow forced himself to gulp down the piss. It took him several gulps, but he finally managed to get the pungent piss into his belly. He nearly puked as he felt the fluid working down his system.

“That’s a good boy,” Tank said approvingly, grinning at the crying Asian boy.

After a few seconds, Tank turned around and returned to the bar with the other bikers. Two men quickly grabbed Tyler and led him back inside as well. He was taken straight to the bathroom and dumped inside the tub.

“Wash up, fag. You’re a fucking mess,” one of the Outlaws said before disappearing out the door with his friend.

Tyler immediately turned on the shower and rubbed his hands back and forth along his face, downheartedly cleaning the piss from his skin. He took the soap and cleaned as much of his body as possible. His throbbing ass burned so much from the ferocious fuckings he endured, and he sobbed piteously while the hot water fell onto him. This time the men gave him plenty of time, and he cleaned himself thoroughly before Tank finally entered and dragged him out of the bathroom.

“Looking fresh, faggot,” Tank said as he grabbed the Asian boy and led him to the mattress. “I’d fuck you one more time, but I figure you’ve had enough for today. I’m a pretty nice guy, you know.”

Tank was the only man left inside the room, and Tyler trembled nervously as the biker fastened one end of the handcuffs on the boy’s wrist and the other end onto the metal bed frame. He then shoved Tyler onto the bed and secured one of the boy’s ankles the same way. When he finished, Tyler’s right leg and arm were dangling down and tied to the frame below.

“Sweet dreams, faggot,” Tank said as he walked to the door and turned off the light. “You got another super fun day tomorrow.” 

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