Killenkoff Institute

Chapter 9 of 26

In his wildest nightmares, eleven-year-old Tyler never imagined he could endure such horrible pain and live. How could it be sexual? How could there ever be any pleasure in sex? It was just pure, agonizing, gut-wrenching pain. They fucked his once virginal little asshole. They made him spit on their huge stinking dicks to lube them up. They refused to use any artificial lube. Ivan said it was his fault if it hurt, as it meant he did not spit on the cocks enough.

Tyler was a mess even before the afternoon session of ass fucking started. He was mindless with pain and anguish. His sore ass lips were swollen twice their size, fucked raw from the fucking he had endured. The hole was stretched and looked like uncooked meat. His tits were blown up from the injections, and the sensitized nipples were in even more agonizing pain from the boys tugging and twisting and chewing on them. Let’s face it, horny teenage boys love to chew on nipple meat while slamming their cocks in.

This had been Tyler’s introduction to sex. And now, they were fucking his ass again. What made healthy boys of sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, and nineteen want to shove their stiff dicks up inside an eleven-year-old boy’s ass as far as they could? What kind of activity was this?

It seemed the Institute only employed young men whose cocks were over eight inches long and thick as beer bottles. The boys stood around jerking on their leaking cocks, laughing and calling Tyler disgusting names while, one by one, they took their turns fucking Tyler in the ass. He blacked out from the pain of the first dick up inside his rectum. They pissed on him to wake him up and get his attention. They did not want the fucking cunt boy to miss a thing.

After a boy unloaded in the ravaged asshole, he would pull out and then crawl up and make Tyler lick his prick clean of ass slime and cum. Tyler knew he was licking some of his shit. It made him want to die. If a cock was too dirty and he turned his head away, Ivan or one of the other boys would kick his balls with their bare feet.

“You fucking selfish whore. A guy is nice enough to fuck your worthless pussy, and you don’t even want to clean him up? I told you this morning that when a cock is dirtied in your dick ditch, it is your job to clean it. Every fucking faggot knows that. Jesus, didn’t you learn anything when you were seven and eight? Didn’t you get any sex-ed courses? What the fuck is a guy supposed to do, put his filthy dick back in his pants that way?”

And a big naked foot would stomp on his swollen balls. So, Tyler learned to clean dirty dicks with his mouth. He was learning so much on his first day at the Institute. He had been fucked over fifty times this morning—quite an event for a boy who was a virgin only that morning. And now these monster-dicked thugs were ramming his poor asshole again. Sixteen young men fucked his asshole. Cock after cock slammed into him and unloaded. After a while, the pain diminished somewhat due to the amount of cock slop up his ass. Still, they kept fucking. Six of the boys took second turns. That’s over seventy loads of cock scum up his asshole. He lay there on the floor in shock, legs spread, cum leaking out of his asshole.

The last boy stood up and then squatted over his face, his seven-inch flaccid prick slick with ass slime and cum. He draped his big cock over Tyler’s lips.

“Come on, cocksucker, lick me clean,” he whispered.

He was a charming boy, about nineteen, with curly dark hair. Tyler stuck out his swollen tongue, which was coated with cum and ass slime, and licked the fat hanging flaccid, still leaking prick.

“That a boy. That’s a good little fag. All eleven-year-old cunt boys should learn these lessons, don’t you think?”

Tyler licked the big pisshole as more cum dribbled out. The boy had a fat cockhead, and the long thick foreskin started to cover the head once again. He draped his big sweaty balls over Tyler’s face, and he had to lick his fuck sack.

‘Did their girlfriends do this for them,’ he wondered. ‘Was this how sex was supposed to be? Did all boys use their girlfriends so roughly?’

Ivan had unloaded too often during the day, and he was crabby. He always got crabby after he spurted three or four times because it depleted his sex drive, and he hated that. Ivan lived for sex. He threw a tin dish that looked like a pie plate onto the floor.

“Okay, fuckhole, now we want you to squat over the dish and shit out all of our cum!”

Poor young, ravaged Tyler doubted he could even climb to his hands and knees, much less squat. He was in such terrible pain.

“Move, you fucking lazy faggot! When I tell you to fucking do something, you do it. When any man tells you to fucking do something, you do it!”

Ivan started kicking Tyler viciously in his balls. He moved down and kicked Tyler right in the asshole. Ivan’s foot went into the sensitive, fucked raw asshole, and Tyler saw blinding-white light and felt a searing pain shoot through his body. He screamed. He turned over and crawled to his knees.

“Squat over the fucking dish and shit out the cum! I won’t tell you again.”

The gang of teenage boys who had just dumped in his ass took a new interest as the pretty eleven-year-old boy squatted shamefully over the dish. With his legs spread that way, his ass was on full display. What a fucking sight! Tyler was so disgusted by having to do this in front of the boys he wanted to die. But what could he do? He could not stand any more pain. His entire lower body was numb. His guts felt ripped up, and his insides sloshed when he moved. He closed his eyes and chewed his swollen lower lip. His face was covered with cock slop. He squeezed and farted cum. The guys howled with laughter as some cum sprayed out of Tyler’s ass and splashed into the tin dish.

“Make sure you shit it all out. If any is left up in your ass, you will be punished.”

Ivan stood there watching Tyler while playing with his limp dick. The handsome boy with dark curly hair was also fingering his dick, and some after fuck slop started to leak from the head, so he walked over and wiped it on Tyler’s face. Their eyes met, and the boy winked at Tyler. Tyler’s ass made a most embarrassing sound, and cum splashed out into the dish. The guys roared with laughter. Tyler looked up into the face of the handsome boy for some comfort and solace.

“You’re a fucking hole,” he said gently with a smile on his sexy lips.

Tyler sobbed as the cum poured out of his fucked asshole. The dish was soon filled with the cum of twenty-two loads mixed with ass slime, and his ass was empty.

“Make sure your ass is empty. Stick your fingers up your ass and poke around and scoop out any cum that is left.”

Like an animal, Tyler sat on the floor, legs spread, and dug around in his ass, trying to scoop out the fuck slop of the boys who had fucked him. His fingers came out covered in cum and ass slime.

“Lick them clean,” Ivan said. “Never waste any cum! That is one of the first lessons. Cum comes from cock. That makes it special.”

Tyler did not even protest. He was too worn out, too beaten down. He licked his scummy fingers, tasting the globs of cum and the bitter taste of his ass. He rammed his fingers back up his ass, scooped out more cum, and ate that, just like some fucking animal. Repeating it over and over until his ass was clean.

“Good faggot! Now drink down the plate of cock snot!”

He did, hoping and praying that his ordeal was almost over. Tyler looked at the roomful of nice-looking naked boys standing around him. Their big cocks hung flaccid over their empty balls. Their balls swung when they shifted from foot to foot. They had a kind of hungry, cruel look in their eyes as they watched him swallow the cock slop from the tin plate.

Why? Why? Why? Why did normal, healthy boys want to see other boys do things like this? What did it do for them? Why did they get off on it? Why did they enjoy humiliating and hurting other boys?

“That a good fucking faggot! Good cumdump! Now, I bet you want to go to your room and rest. But first, I bet you’d like to shower. You had quite a full first day here at our school, didn’t you? You learned a lot about how cunt boy faggots are supposed to serve men.

“Jeff, would you take the cunt to the showers for me. I have a meeting with my father.”

Jeff was a handsome boy with dark, curly hair. He reached down and helped Tyler to his feet.

“Ugh…maybe I should crawl!” Tyler said. He was a quick learner.

“That’s okay. You’ve been through enough today. You can walk. Just don’t cover yourself with your hands.”

At first, he did not know if he could stand and walk, but Jeff helped him, and Jeff eyed him as they walked down the hall. “You have a really sweet cunt, you know that?” Jeff declared.

Tyler blushed. Girls had said he had a pretty face or lovely eyes, but no one had ever complimented his asshole before. He felt embarrassed again.

“It’s really sore now.”

“It will heal. Don’t worry. You’ll get used to being fucked. That’s what cunt boys are for. And with the injections, your ass lips will become all nicely thick and puffy like a cunt. When you walk or crawl, your ass cheeks will rub your fuckhole and give you constant sexual pleasure.”

Jeff stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. He turned Tyler around and looked down at him. Jeff was tall and exceptionally good-looking with firm, well-formed pecs and a washboard stomach. He took one of Tyler’s nipples in each hand and twisted.

“If you were my cunt, I’d want to see your nipples a lot bigger. I like huge nipples on my boys, and you’ve got potential.” Jeff smiled down at the eleven-year-old boy, twisting his nipples, and Tyler felt weak in the knees. “Yes, sir, you sure do have potential. I could fuck you again right here in the hall but not now. You stink and need a shower.”

Jeff opened the door to the shower room and gently pushed Tyler inside 

Chapter 10 of 26

Tyler must have slept for four or five hours. He was so exhausted and sore from getting gang fucked in the ass all day. His entire insides felt raw and battered. His guts ached, and he had terrible cramps.

At least they had allowed him to shower privately to get cleaned up—oh, there were cameras on him all the time, but he was alone. After he had cleaned up, a boy of about eleven showed him back to his room/cell. All the while they walked, the boy rubbed and pinched Tyler’s ass. He even inserted a finger into the sore, newly-formed cunt. He was his age, and it felt funny having to allow a kid his age to fondle him. When he pinched Tyler’s sensitive titty buds, his legs almost collapsed beneath him. The boy did not talk to him. After a few minutes, Tyler was too exhausted to notice the boy’s groping fingers. Perhaps he was learning how to deal with abuse.

It must have been the middle of the evening when he woke with someone gently touching his shoulder. He blinked his pretty eleven-year-old eyes and looked up to see Jeff, the handsome dark-haired boy who had been kinder than the others had when he fucked his ass.

“Hey, little boy, you slept right through dinner. I thought you might be hungry.”

Jeff had that killer smile, and he wore nothing except black sweatpants. His chiseled chest was so handsome. He had firm pecs with large brown nipples. His arms were well-muscled, and the black hair stuck out from under his armpits. His face was strong and masculine, and he had a little shadow of a beard. Jeff was so cool, like a rock star to the innocent, abused eleven-year-old boy.

Tyler put his hands over his prick and balls and then remembered what had happened and realized that there was no point, so he just sat up. Jeff pulled over a table and set a tray of hot food in front of Tyler. It looked delicious, not like the awful stuff he had been made to eat at breakfast and lunch. He dove into it.

“Sorry you have to eat with your fingers, but they don’t trust cunt boys with utensils here. I’ve fucked a lot of boy-cunt since I started working here six months ago, but I gotta say that you’re the prettiest piece of boy-cunt I’ve ever seen.”

Jeff smiled again, and even though what he said was vulgar and obscene, Tyler wanted to smile back.

“Your tits are just so fucking pretty, and once they get as big as melons, you’re going to be one hot cunt boy. I hope they can get milk in them. I love it when a cunt boy’s tits squirt milk.”

Tyler could not imagine his tits as big as melons. He was a boy, and that would be grotesque. It would be like having giant balloons on his chest.

“If I had a regular girlfriend, I would want her to be just like you, except I’d want her to have humongous tits and really swollen puffy pussy lips.”

He leaned over and kissed Tyler on his soft, pale neck. And it felt good—it felt good to get some affection after all the abuse. Tyler finished the food and drank the glass of milk. Then he shyly looked at Jeff, who was watching his every move.

“You got some milk on your upper lip. It looks so cute, just like cum.”

Jeff reached out, took Tyler’s nipples in his fingers, and twisted gently, enough to stimulate but not enough to hurt. Because of the nipple injections, this sent waves of sexual feeling through Tyler’s body. He stiffened.

“Don’t worry, Tyler, I won’t hurt you. I really like you. I’m just going to play with your little titties for a while.”

Tyler sat there, allowing an older teenage boy to play with his tits. Since when was a boy required to sit still and let another boy play with his tits to his heart’s content? Since Tyler found himself at Killenkoff Institute.

Then the door opened, and another boy walked in. He was Latino and a bit older with the thicker body of a muscle boy. His legs were like tree trunks. He wore nothing but gym shorts, and Tyler could see that he must have an awesome cock from the considerable lump at his crotch. He was shocked that he even noticed such a thing. Was that part of his training, too? Was something happening to turn him into a cock whore?

“Man, Jeff, you gotta try the new faggot in 14A. His pussy—holymotherfuck, who is this?” He stood there gawking at Tyler as Jeff continued to twist and rub the boy’s hard nipples gently.

“This is Tyler. Tyler, this is my best friend, Tico. Tyler is Ivan’s special charge, but he’s so busy that he asked me to help him.”

Tico shook his head. “Wouldn’t you know that the boss’s son gets all the best new cunt.”

“Oh, he’s been sharing him all day. You missed out on his virgin gangbang fuck.” Jeff spoke of these things as if he was talking about baseball or fishing. His velvet-smooth, husky voice almost hypnotized Tyler.

“Shit, I had to work on reports all day. I missed his first fuck. What a bummer. Spread your legs, Tyler, and let me see your cunt.”Tyler just sat there numb, with Jeff’s fingers dancing over his tits. “Come on, honey, spread your legs like a good boy, and show my best friend your pretty twat.”

“Oh, Jeff, please, I am so worn out, and I…I...” Tyler’s eyes filled with tears. He thought he had cried all of his tears when he was ass raped, but somehow this gentleness was getting to him.

“Shhh…that’s okay, honey. I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

Jeff took one hand off the boy’s tit, put it down on the boy’s thigh, and gently but firmly spread Tyler’s beautiful young boy legs so his ravaged boy-cunt was on display. He made him spread his legs wider and wider, telling him what a good little boy he was. Soon, he sat with his young legs obscenely wide apart, his boy-pussy on full display.

“Holy shit, is he fucked! His cunt looks like raw meat. You guys certainly had a field day with the fuckhole.” Tico was rubbing the massive lump in his gym shorts.

“Yes, our little Tyler had quite a day. We got a bit carried away with him, didn’t we, honey? I tried to be as gentle as possible, but look at how perfect his pussy is. I mean, I know it’s sore now, but look at the shape and puffiness of the delicate lips. And look at that beautiful clitty. This is prime boy-cunt, my friend.”

Tyler sat on the side of his cot, with the two older boys examining his asshole. Jeff gently reached down and rubbed the tip of Tyler’s pricklet with his forefinger. Tyler’s chest heaved.

“Yeah, I can see there’s prime cunt there. I got to be on the list when he’s ready to be fucked again.”

“Day after tomorrow is the plan, I think.” Jeff stroked Tyler’s beautiful long hair. “Doc will check out his fuckhole tomorrow and decide if he’s fuckable. Won’t he, baby? The doctor knows best.”

He leaned over and kissed Tyler on the cheek, still keeping the boy’s legs spread wide as Tico squatted down to get a better look at the extraordinary boy-cunt. Jeff pushed gently on Tyler’s pale, smooth shoulder.

“Scoot down a bit, honey, so that Tico can see your cunt better, okay?”

“Oh, god!” Tyler sobbed. This combination of kindness and cruelty was fucking with his already stressed mind. He rolled a bit onto his back, and Jeff lifted and spread Tyler’s legs even more, so Tico could get a good look at the recently fucked asshole.

“Wow, they certainly did a job on his cunt, didn’t they? Look at those swollen lips.”

“Yeah, we fucked his cunt most of the day. He was such a good sport, weren’t you, Tyler?” Jeff leaned over and planted a kiss on Tyler’s right tit. “I must admit to you, Tico, that I have a bit of a crush on this one. There is something special about him that makes me feel all jumpy in the stomach as well as the cock and balls.”

“Jesus...you are getting soft, Jeff. Pretty soon, you’ll want to settle down with one cunt boy and quit your job here.”

“I wouldn’t go that far. I was just about to put some nice healing salve on Tyler’s cunt. You want to help?”

Tico smiled. “What are friends for?”

Tyler was made to lie still on the bed while the two boys rubbed salve on his asshole. It was unbearably embarrassing, sure, but the ointment felt so good. They did play with Tyler’s pricklet a bit as they applied the salve.

“There is nothing like eleven-year-old boy twat,” Tico said, gently rubbing up and down Tyler’s ass crack with the salve, “unless, of course, it’s eight or nine-year-old twat.”

“I have to agree.” Jeff smiled down at Tyler, marveling at his beauty. 

“Oh, did I tell you the young fag in 19C has been sold? The report came in today.”

“Congratulations, you’ll probably get a bonus again.”

“I fucking deserve it. Hey, do you think it would be all right if the cunt boy here sucked me off?” Tico asked. “I got a terrible boner from rubbing his pussy.”

“Well, he has performed his quota today, but I know how hard you work.

“Tyler…honey…Tyler, would you mind sucking off my best friend. He’s got a really big dick and needs sex about eight times a day.”

Tico blushed. “Shit, you’re exaggerating, bro.”

“Do I have to?” Tyler’s lower lip trembled as Jeff smiled down at him.

“No, you don’t have to, but I would consider it a personal favor to me. If you suck Tico’s cock for me, I might be able to make things a bit easier on you. You know I like you a lot, Tyler. If you like me, you would be willing to do this for me. It’s no big deal, is it? You already had fifty or more cocks in your mouth today. And you’re going to be sucking cock every day from now on, so what’s one more as a favor to me?”

Jeff played gently with Tyler’s stiff pricklet as he said this, flicking it and gently squeezing it. Tyler was so fucking confused.

“I…ugh…I guess.”

“You’re such a good boy.”

Jeff smiled his winning smile and nodded to Tico, who stood up and stripped out of his sweatpants. Tyler had never seen a cock like his. It was so thick and long. It was monstrous. It was gigantic. He had been fucked by large dicks, even nigger dicks, but this was freakish.

“How can I…I can’t….”

Tico laughed. “That’s what all the cocksuckers say at first. You’d be amazed how much of this cock I can stuff down your throat, little boy, but would you please lick my balls first? I love it when a faggot cunt boy licks my fuck sack.”

Tico knelt over Tyler’s face. The smell of cock filled the small room. Tico’s balls were enormous as well, covered with black hair. They hung like oranges. His thick foreskin retreated behind his pink leaking cockhead. Tyler did not even know where to begin. Jeff sat back and watched fondly as his best friend fucked the face of the eleven-year-old boy.