The Stalkers (nc mm bond oral rape)

© August 2000

Prologue: The Stalkers

He was being watched. For weeks now, he had no idea that virtually every move he made - at the college gym lockerroom, in the restroom, walking on campus, during wrestling practice, even taking his clothes off in his one bedroom apartment - that he was being watched, videotaped and photographed. He had no idea that he was being stalked.

The Prey: Straight Dan

Dan always knew that people noticed him. It wasn't that he was terribly arrogant or vain - though he was alittle of both. But through the years growing up as a young boy and now, as a young man 20 years old, he was constantly told how handsome or cute he was. He was voted "best looking" of his class for 3 years in high school without any effort on his part.

Dan certainly was handsome; with a cute boyish smile, short dark brown hair with a nice fade. Standing 6 feet, he weighed 165lbs with not an ounce of fat. His body was lean yet muscled - a classic college wrestler/gymnast build. His smooth chest was defined highlighted by brownish colored nipples. A wispy trail of dark hair started from the top of his ribcage down to his swirling concave navel, and then continued on down to a hairy thick bush of pubic hair. His thighs and calves were slightly hairy and firm - muscular without being bulky. His size 10-1/2 feet was smooth, with little hairs on toes. His arms were muscular, and his forearms were slightly hairy. He looked toned and well proportioned without looking like a body builder type (he was too lean for that look).

Dan was a clean guy - nicely manicured and always wearing clean clothes, smelling good. His tight bubble butt and crotch (having a nearly 8 inch cut cock with large sized balls) were the fantasy of many girls on campus. That much Dan did know. What he didn't realize was how many guys felt the same way. He couldn't imagine how a guy could get off on another guy.

With the girls he dated (and never did he stay with one too long), he was sometimes arrogant, sometimes attentive and other times indifferent. He loved the company of cute girls and loved the choices that seemed opened to him every night and weekend. Like a lot of young male athletes, he had on most day's stamina that seemed endless when it came to fucking a girl. He prided himself on that - and that on some occasions he could screw a girl two or even three times in a night. If he wanted to. The girls of course, always wanted him to - and many would do almost anything to get Dan to fuck them once -and then again and again. Many would give him long blowjobs - but all were rather sloppy and not as good as he thought it would be (though he had nothing to compare it to, never having any gay sexual experiences). Still, his sex life was good, something he controlled and could get anytime he wanted.

Dan was proud of his body - and didn't mind showing it off (again to impress the girls). But he was somewhat shy about his privates, even though they bulged out prominently in his wrestling singlet. That uniform really showed off a guy's body, especially the bulge in the crotch. For Dan, that wasn't a problem. He was shy about being totally nude - but had no qualms about walking around wearing just a small towel that barely clung to his narrow waist in the gym.

What helped in his sex life was that Dan also did some modeling for a local department store (for the local newspaper). He modeled mostly suits and dress wear and other clothing for young men. A couple of times (he didn't particularly like doing it) he even modeled underwear. While he didn't make much money from it, it definitely improved his sex life. Girls were falling all over him even more so because of his modeling. Like a celebrity, he picked and chose which girl to fuck. Being a healthy 20-year-old, Dan was horny too and he loved the choices and attention. One ad in particular was drawing a lot of attention from the college girls. That ad had Dan sprawled, wearing tight white Hanes briefs and a tight t-shirt. There was a nice bulge, which seemed to only hint at the wonderful package being hidden. The definition in his chest and the slight indentation of his belly button in the fabric of his tight white t-shirt could easily be seen in the ad - in fact, it was the highlight.

What he didn't know was that same ad would end up changing his life forever. Four guys - four guys who he didn't know at all - saw the same ad. Brett, Joey, Alan and Dave were friends, gay - and had a strong fetish for bondage, S&M and a passion for cute straight boys. In their mid-20's, they used to attend the same local college as Dan, but dropped out for various reasons. They were average looking guys with average type builds. They still came on campus frequently though - partly because there was nothing to do in town, and also to check out the straight guys in the gym and restrooms.

They had been fantasizing about picking up some straight young guy, preferably drunk - and abducting him - keeping him restrained for a day (or so) while they played with his body and raped him. But it never went beyond the fantasy. They never really thought seriously about it. Until now. Until they saw the ad.

They saw the ad in the paper and nearly gasped. What they saw was a very handsome and familiar guy modeling underwear and a tight white t-shirt - both, which showed off defined and muscled lean body. He was perfect - too perfect. And probably too straight. His smile in the ad was slightly arrogant almost a smirk. It was a smirk that said he was going to fuck the most beautiful girl in the world - IF he felt like it. The four guys were in love with him instantly - but also hated him for being so good-looking - so perfect. He needed to be taught a lesson they thought. But how? He looked familiar - they had seen him around before. Now they remembered. The wrestler. The swimmer. He WAS arrogant. Now they found out he was also a male model - albeit a local one. The boy was definitely a hottie.

Brett remembered him on the wrestling team - not a star - but a decent wrestler. Brett remembered how much he hated the boy's goodlooks and body. Dave remembered that he was also on the swim team - one of the top swimmers, though not the best. Brett remembered how hot Dan looked working out for wrestling. Dave recalled how hot and sexy Dan looked in his tight Speedo's at swim practices and meets. They all fantasized about the boy - staring again at the newspaper ad picture. He was straight - very straight they knew. So he was from around town. He was local. Close by.

Alan and Joey were into electronics and videos. They realized they could set things up to follow this handsome boy around campus - maybe even secretly tape him in his own home with a hidden cam. Maybe if they were lucky, they would catch him totally naked. Brett and Dave were excited and in full agreement. They also decided something else. They never did this before but they always wanted to. Dan would be their first. Once they finished following him around and got to know his routine they would take it to the next step. They would find a way to abduct him, take him to Joey's house (he had no neighbors) torture and play with his body - take pictures and videos to ensure his silence and then let the poor boy go. They figured this straight macho boy wouldn't talk - he would be too ashamed to, after what they planned to do to him.

Stalking this straight boy was easier than they thought. Being cocky and confident made Dan sometimes alittle careless about himself. He sometimes forgot to lock his apartment patio door. He never really paid attention to anyone around him (unless they were beautiful girls), he sometimes forgot to lock his car - and never looked around when leaving his apartment, or anywhere else. He just never seemed to notice people around him. His confidence was contagious and a winning part of his personality - but it would also mean he was an easy prey to his stalkers. He had no clue because he didn't really think he needed to fear anyone.

In the gym locker room, Dan was slowly taking off his sweatshirt, lifting the sweaty shirt over his head. The handsome stud's smooth chest was sweaty from the workout, and he bunched the shirt up, sniffing it quickly, crinkling his nose, and quickly tossed it on the floor. His damp chest glistened with sweat, which highlighted his brownish nipples even more. He sat down on the bench, closing his eyes briefly, and then pulled off his gym shorts in one motion. While it wasn't wrestling season, Dan still worked out every day to keep in shape - running 3 miles on the track, followed by two hours of weight training. He stood up with just his white Hanes underwear on, bulging nicely with a soft 6-inch cock and balls. The cute straight boy glanced down (as he always did), and quickly pulled them off, his limp sweaty cock flopping gently against his muscled thigh. He rolled up his underwear (to make sure any stains wouldn't be seen) tossing them on the floor and quickly put a towel around him. Dan leaned against the locker, tired from the workout and then closed it, locking it this time. He didn't even notice the guy just a few feet away, sitting on the bench, with the gym bag, tying his shoe when he turned around and sauntered off to the showers, leaving his sweaty clothes on the gym floor. Today he had a particularly hard workout and was tired but pumped. Little did he know that everything he just did - and everything during his workout, was being watched. Videotaped.

He was being stalked.

Several other guys were in the lockerroom in various states of dress, and Joey quickly, and nonchalantly walked over to Dan's locker, and scooped up the boy's dirty, sweaty underwear, replacing it with a new pair of Hanes and shoving the dirty pair in his jacket pocket. He did it in almost one motion with no one noticing. The guys sprinkled it with water before hand and scrunched it up; giving it a slightly worn look, so Dan wouldn't know it was a replacement.

Joey had a gym bag with a small opening that allowed the lens of his small video camera to peer through (the red light was taped over it) capturing the entire moment of Dan coming into the lockeroom, changing, and then returning to strip off his sweaty gym clothes. It even taped the moment of Joey stealing Dan's dirty underwear and exchanging it. The boys wanted a complete hidden video story of this straight boy - everything before they abducted him.

Dave did the hidden cam taping of Dan on the track - and then in the weight room, very discreetly. It was particularly hot seeing the straight boy stretched out, his legs spread apart, lifting weights or doing sit-ups. Ever so often Dave could see through the boy's leg openings in his loose shorts, a glimpse of his white underwear, bulging slightly, with a hint of hair peeking out. Or he would be lifting weights and bending over, his sweatshirt riding up, exposing his navel and underwear band. Seeing this boy sweat and strain during the work out was almost too much for Dave to bear. It was also difficult not to look like he was staring and moving and adjusting the hidden cam to capture the straight boy's sweaty workout.

The most risky part of the hidden cam operation was taping Dan showering. But it turned out easier than they thought.

Alan had his hidden video cam in his gym bag, with a small hole cut for the lens (the red light was covered completely with black tape). There was a bench facing the showers a few feet away, and this was the stall that Dan normally used (as they found out after tracking him for a few days). These were open stalls with no curtains. It was a perfect view of the shower and a fairly close up view of whoever would be showering. The cam was now on, taping an empty shower stall. In a second a semi naked muscled figure slowly walks by. Alan stares briefly, and turns acting as if he was tying his shoes and then putting on his shirt. Dan doesn't even notice him - or the camera. He turned with his beautiful muscled back and bubble butt now facing the cam, and quickly untied the towel around his waist, hung it, and then went into the stall, and turned on the shower. Lucky for Alan, this shower stall hadn't been used for an hour or so, so Dan had to wait for the hot water to come on. He leaned against the stall on the outside, slightly covering up his privates with his hands, staring down on the floor, until he noticed steam coming from the stall. He turned and jumped into the hot shower, wetting his entire body. He just stood there for several minutes facing the shower, water hitting his face with his eyes closed, wetting his hair. He looked like a commercial for soap; he was so beautiful and innocent looking. Water cascaded down his muscled smooth body, and down to the tip of his limp dick that pointed slightly out. Dan then turned and again, for several minutes, just let the water massage his back and butt and the back of his head, closing his eyes his arms folded against his wet chest. He seemed contented under the hot water. He had no idea that every movement was being watched.

Alan stared and then turned around. He knew he had to be careful about staring. The camera would capture everything anyway. Still, seeing this handsome boy LIVE was almost too much. His body was beautiful. Watching the boy soap himself, shampoo his hair, rinse and just stand under the hot water was more erotic than Alan thought possible. What was more erotic than seeing an Adonis like Dan wash himself completely naked - seeing hot soapy water spill off his wet body, spilling from his limp dick as if he were peeing. Watching him soap himself in every secret place, very carefully - and then rinsing himself off again and again.

Finally, after 30 minutes, Dan shut off the shower and came out of the stall. He grabbed his towel quickly from the hanger. He toweled off his hair vigorously, his body shaking and his soft dick flopping, his balls moving, his bellybutton slightly crinkling from the movement. Alan tried not to stare again, and acted like he was cleaning out his other gym bag, looking for something. For a moment Alan grew terrified that Dan somehow discovered he was being taped because he appeared to be staring right at the camera and at Alan. After a second or two it turned out he was just staring into space while he toweled off. After a few minutes he put the damp towel around his slim waist again and without even looking at Alan, walked back to his locker.

Dan approached his locker, as he did every day, walking in a slow somewhat arrogant pace. He slowly sat down on the bench in front of his locker, bent over slightly to unlock it. the top of his buttcrack showing slightly above the towel. He pulled out a clean pair of white underwear, stood up quickly and in almost one motion dropped the towel on the bench and slipped on the Hanes white briefs. He really did seem to be shy about his privates, despite his good build and looks. Now with his crotch covered and protected, Dan picked up the towel and slowly toweled himself off again, and then threw it on the floor, covering his dirty sweaty clothes. He stood there, in just his tight white Hanes underwear, with a nice bulge, the fabric clinging to his bubble butt, while he absent-mindedly scratched his stomach and then his thigh. He grabbed his deodorant in the locker, and rubbed it under each hairy armpit, and then put on a clean loose t-shirt. He toweled his wet hair again - looking like he just got up, more cute now than handsome.

Glancing down at his feet, Dan took out his pair of baggy pants, straightened them out, and then put them on (turning slightly away toward his locker). Scooping up his dirty clothes, shoes, towel, he stuffed them into his gym bag, crinkling his nose again at the smell. He put on a clean pair of white athletic socks, and Nikes. He closed the locker and walked out, whistling some inane tune, his pants hugging each cheek of his sexy tight butt without even noticing the guy sitting just a few from him.

He was being watched. He was being taped.

Brett almost shuddered in relief when the straight handsome boy walked away. Sitting just a few feet from him, acting like he was dressing himself, while pointing his hidden cam toward the naked dressing athlete was almost too much. He nearly came from seeing Dan naked - and inhaling the odors from the dirty clothes. He was able to tape everything. Brett smiled as the boy walked off. Soon, Brett thought, soon we are going to get you and make you suffer boy. He began to hate Dan's arrogance and goodlooks.

The monitoring, videotaping and photographing of Dan continued for several days. They even managed to get some tape of the boy in his apartment though the quality of the tape wasn't all that great. Dan left some windows open without curtains - not that he was trying to show off, but he just didn't think about closing them. One of the windows was right into his bathroom and bedroom. They only got a few minutes of him stripping down and getting ready for a shower at home. He only briefly touched his cock - they were hoping he would (in the privacy of his home) play with it. He didn't - though he did sort of stretch it alittle as if to loosen it up after being sort of sweaty and sticky against his balls, after he got home from a run. Whatever jerking off he did, he did in the bathroom or shower.

They also had a small collection of Dan's dirty clothes - two dirty smelly t-shirts and four pairs of his dirty white CK and Hanes underwear (2 of which were boxer briefs). Basically the boy was clean - even his dirty underwear (though it had nice traces of piss stains and strong, very strong musky aromas, there weren't embarrassing skid marks. The boy was clean). For the four guys - especially Joey, that made Dan even more appealing and sexy.

The four guys finally - after two weeks, decided they had enough footage of Dan. They knew enough of his daily routine to figure a way to abduct him. Watching the footage - and there was several hours worth - was very hot. It was extremely erotic to see this handsome straight boy - totally unaware that he was being followed and taped - walking around campus; working out, running - going to the restroom, in the gym stripping and taking a shower - and at his apartment. They jerked off watching the tapes - and now realized how easy it was - and how easy it would be to get this straight handsome boy. He would be their first abduction. There was nothing that could stop them now. They were obsessed. He would not be their last.

The plan to get him was simple. He worked weeknights as a server at a local restaurant. He got off around midnight, and then after he got home, he usually went for a 3 mile run. He ran through the nearby park, and deserted neighborhood streets. At 12:30 am (when he usually got home) almost no one was out - especially in the wooded park area he ran in. Dan, being Dan, never worried about being attacked while running. He ran fast and he reasoned he was just wearing shorts and a t-shirt and clearly was not carrying anything of value. So anyone looking to rob him for valuables would see that he had none. Of course, he didn't know that the valuables SOME people wanted from him were IN his shorts.

So the four guys would lay a trap for him in the park. There were some lights - but the wooded area was dark. No one was out. They knew his routine - he always ran through the same area every night. Tonight was Friday - and the four guys were going to keep Dan for two full days - releasing him Sunday evening. They tied a thin piece of nylon low on the ground across the dirt path from where the boy would run. He would trip, fall down and they would pounce on him before he knew what happened. By then - he would be tied and bagged. They hid in the bushes and waited for the handsome straight youth.

Like clockwork, he approached, running at a fairly fast clip, onto the dirt path, sweating from the run. It was about 12:50 am (it was a humid hot summer night). He neared the nylon rope. He had no idea he was going to fall into a trap. He had no idea even this was being videotaped.

Alan had focused the hidden cam so that it got enough light to take a fairly decent shot of what was going to happen. They wanted to record everything - and everything included how Dan was going to be abducted.

Suddenly, there he was, breathing hard, running gracefully - but sweating profusely. His body was glistening from the park lights and the moonlight. Then he tripped and fell hard onto the dirt path, yelling out in surprise "WHAAAAA???""

He landed hard, but without any serious injury other than having the wind knocked out of him, his arms in front of his face and chest protectively. He was stunned, but before he could get up, suddenly four guys jumped on him, gagged him with a t-shirt, tied his hands behind his back, tied his legs and ankles, and then shoved a large canvass bag over the top part of his body, and tied it at his waist. Dan tried to struggle and fight back, but he was dazed from the hard fall - and still gasped for breath. He thought he socked someone and kicked at another before he was tied (he hit Brett in the face, and barely missed Dave. Brett now was even more filled with lust and the desire to hurt this boy).

Dan tried to yell, and arched his body to break free, until someone- punched him hard, twice, in the gut. Dan suddenly grew limp, gasping - trying to get air through his gag.

He tried to say his voice muffled that he didn't have any money or anything and begged them to let him go.

"IDONAHAVMONAAAAAAAAAPLEASELAGOO" he tried to say.

Someone punched again in the stomach. Dan gasped again. For good measure, someone punched even harder in the stomach. They wanted him to resist - they really did. But not just now. Later - after he was tied up and being groped, milked, and raped. They want him to resist then. THAT would be fun.

They carried the limp body of the stunned boy quickly to Joey's Ford Econline van. It was parked nearby in the parking lot - and Brett was taping all this. All four jumped in quickly - with Joey driving, carefully, back to his secluded house about 10 miles away.

Dan, his head and upper body covered by a canvas bag, his arms tied tightly behind his back, a t-shirt gagging his mouth, another shirt blindfolding him, and his legs and ankles tied, was on his side on the van floor. Though still in shock from being tripped and assaulted, and still gasping for air, Dan slowly realized he was being abducted - it wasn't a robbery. He was tried not to panic - it was difficult to breathe with the gag and canvass - and being blindfolded made the situation for him even more terrifying. But why? Why would anyone want him? He had no idea that guys would want HIS body. Suddenly he gasped. Someone's hand was touching his lower leg, and slowly, very slowly making its way up his thigh.

"WHAAATHEFFFFK???" he tried to yell, his voice muffled by the gag.

My god Dan thought. What was happening?

Then another hand - and then another, began slowly touching his thighs- one finger making its way up the opening of the shorts in the upper thigh. Dan gasped again, and tried to move away. He tried to protest, cursing them, telling whoever abducted him to stop. But the gag muffled his protests, and he was too tied up to move much. The three guys in the back of the van slowly put their hands on Dan's now quivering thighs. It was somewhat erotic to see this tied up boy - his upper body totally covered by a canvass bag, leaving on the lower part of his stomach (exposing his cute navel) and his shorts and legs.

Dan gasped again. Someone's fingers were lightly touching his lower abs - and slowly circling his bellybutton, while another pair of hands got closer and closer to his upper thighs - actually now pushing the shorts up and up, until a finger was now lightly touching his ballsac, covered by his white underwear.

Dan was almost in a blind panic. What was happening? Were these queers who kidnapped him? Why this? Why him? His body tensed involuntarily again and again from the touching - especially the fingering of his navel. That sent a shiver through his entire body. The fingering of his navel was light - dancing around the edge, and then lightly drilling in the hole, tickling him.

Dan was bewildered. The touching of these unseen hands, while he was bound and helpless now felt sort of pleasurable for Dan - despite his terror, his dick slightly, very slightly hardened from the touching. He couldn't believe what was happening. He fought to control his body's reactions, but couldn't. His muscled body seemed to squirm and jerk around in direct response to the fondling and touching - no matter what he thought. The many fingers never touched his penis - but caressed his lower legs, thighs, lower stomach and balls over and over until he felt like he was going crazy. Suddenly he felt one hand lightly, so very lightly fondle and probe his semi-hard dick, through his white underwear, now stretching a bit. The fingers felt around his shaft, as if to gauge the girth of his penis -and then squeezed the spongy head very lightly. His dick hardened alittle bit more, and a small amount of pre-cum flowed from his cut sensitive dick head. Dan was ashamed that his body was responding. So many different pairs of hands - and he could never predict what finger or hand was going to stimulate or grope what part of his body that was exposed. A small part of him wanted to cum, but he fiercely shut out any further thoughts about that, shaking his head, and cursing again. He tried twisting his body, arching his back, and was greeted by a sock in the stomach, followed by another. He gasped at the pain - the wind again knocked out of him.

Someone then grabbed Dan's sweaty crotch - his balls and semi-hard dark through his shorts and underwear, and then pressed hard, grabbing and yanking at his sex organs. Dan tried to scream, and then was punched in the stomach twice again. He almost threw up, and gasped for air - and almost doubled over from the pain of having his dick and balls crunched (Brett actually only gently applied pressure - but this was a straight boy who never experienced any form of cock and ball torture. Of course, by the time the weekend was over, he would....)

The van stopped with a jolt. Almost immediately the back door of the van flew open, and the four guys quickly picked up the tied up straight boy - limp with pain and gasping - and carried him into Joey's house. Joey inherited a large house in almost a rural part of town and lived alone. There were no neighbors for miles and miles. He and his buddies already converted a large room in the basement as their pleasure/torture chamber for straight boys. Dan would be the first victim. They realized now, after the rush of abducting and fondling the tied up boy that he would not be their last.

They carried him downstairs into the basement. Dan struggled alittle, but being punched and having his balls and limp penis grabbed and squeezed knocked out any resistance in him temporarily. He felt he could barely breath through the gag and canvass bag, and having his arms tied behind his back was hurting him now. His face and body were sweaty from the heat - especially from being covered with the canvass bag. His hair was matted down from the sweat and his entire body was damp. The four guys carrying Dan in could smell the strong odor of his manly sweat - it was intoxicating. But for Dan, everything seemed like it was in a daze. He was still confused and in shock. And scared. Why was this happening? What did they want? That he might sexually assaulted was almost beyond belief for Dan. That couldn't be. He thought he might get beaten up - for what, he still didn't know. He never thought that these four guys wanted him sexually - despite the groping and touching in the van (he thought they were just messing with him to scare him).

Dan knew some guys - especially older ones, would sometimes proposition him - offering to blow him. He would always decline - sometimes politely with a curt "no thanks" or with no answer at all but a mean glare that meant to convey "get the fuck away from me". Dan never believed though that in real life there were guys who would abduct and sexually molest or assault other guys. Maybe in prison, but that was different. He was straight - he never wanted gay sex. Dan was in shock still - why was this happening? What did these guys really want? It was clear it wasn't a robbery. But what?

The sudden punch in his stomach, or touching of his lower body by unseen hands - or the grabbing and squeezing of his cock and balls kept him off guard and in a constant state of panic. Dan never knew what to expect next He couldn't prepare his body for any subsequent attack because he was blindfolded, covered and each time the attack came without provocation or resistance he thought. He still had no idea that he was abducted so his body could be molested, tortured - and then raped.

The canvass bag was taken off suddenly. He gasped for air - his head and face hot and sweaty - and the light temporarily blinding him. He stared back at the four faces staring at him. He didn't recognize them at all.

"Whaa....what do you guys want....let me let me go...now...." Dan said, trying to sound unafraid and in command. He was still lying on the floor, his arms tied behind his back and his legs and ankles tied. He could barely move. All he was wearing was a pair of running shorts.

"Shut the fuck up pretty boy...shut the fuck up now.." Brett snapped back "or you will be punished...."

"NO!!!!! I WON'T!!! LET ME THE FUCK GO NOW!!!!! " Dan yelled, struggling to stand up, "I said LET ME......"

Before he could finish or say another word, he was slapped in the face and punched in the stomach again. He gasped.

Brett nodded to Alan and Joey "lift the faggot to the table. Wax 'em!!!"

Dan not knowing what that meant - but afraid now, starting to yell "NO NO NO!!!!!"

He struggled and tried to kick Alan and Joey, but he could not break the restraints. They two boys though, found it hard to lift and carry the squirming struggling boy to the table and yelled for Dave to help. They then carried Dan, who yelled, shook his head, squirming to break free, to the table.

First they untied his legs, while Joey and Brett held down the boy's naked chest and torso. Before untying his ankles, Brett reached down and brutally grabbed Dan's soft cock and balls, squeezing them, while Dan yelled "OHHHHHH GOOOOOODDDD!!!!" nearly buckling off the table, his eyes nearly rolling back in his head. The pain was sudden and intense. He suddenly stopped struggling - which gave Dave and Alan enough time to untie his ankles and quickly spread the boy's muscled legs to each end of the table, then fastening with leather leg restraints. Dave then hopped on the table and sat on the boy's taut stomach, while Joey and Brett lifted Dan up slightly and then untied the boy's arms behind his back. They quickly pulled his arms to each of the two corners at the top end of the table, fastening them with leather restraints. They tightened each (there were pulleys on each restraint to allow how tight or loose it would be). They wanted him spread eagled and tight down tightly - no room to squirm.

They stared at the sweaty spread-eagled nearly naked boy stretched out on the table, clad only in blue running shorts and white underwear. He was gasping from the earlier cock and ball grabbing - and he was testing the restraints - realizing he couldn't break loose. It was far too tight and strong. What were they going to do?

Brett stared at Dan - so handsome, so straight, so sexy spread out and helpless in front of them. Joey was gazing at Dan's taut muscled stomach, admiring his sexy concave swirling belly button, wanted to lick the boy up and down. Joey thought Dan's belly button was extremely sexy - he could spend a lot of time just tonguing that delicious orfice. But that would come later. Right now this boy would be disciplined. He wouldn't be harmed in any permanent way - but he was going to feel intense maybe even severe pain. Brett in particular wanted to torture Dan. He was going to have his way and hoped that Dan would continue to be defiant. He hated his good looks, his arrogant attitude and his almost perfect body. Nobody, he said earlier, should be THAT goodlooking.

Dan was scared- almost terrified , but he tried hard to cover it up with a look of contempt and hatred toward his four captors.

"You will learn a lesson.." Brett said.

Before he could finish, Dan tried to spit at him yelling "FUCK YOU!!!!!!"

Brett smiled, moving up close to the boy's face, and suddenly kissed him on the cheek, shocking the straight boy.

"Dan, I love it....I love it when you do that...." Brett taunted him. Brett waved to Joey and Alan and said "blindfold the fucker....he's going to be tortured and he won't be able to see what's happening so he can fuckin prepare his body...."

"NO NO!!!!!!" Dan yelled "PLEASE!!! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS???? STOP!!!!"

Joey put a cloth blindfold (his old t-shirt), tying it tightly around the boy's head, covering his eyes completely. Dan tried lamely to resist.

"GOD DAMN!!! FUCK!!! LET ME GO!!!!!" Dan yelled.

"Brett, what about his dirty mouth? Gag him?" Alan asked

"Naw....I wanna hear him scream.....the fucker is gonna scream...."

For Dan it was a moment of terror. He was blindfolded - his body helpless and totally exposed. He still didn't believe he was going to be sexually assaulted . He was praying and trying to prepare for what was going to come next. Part of him was starting to panic. Another part was defiant. Another part was still in a daze - he was still in shock.

Suddenly he felt someone tugging at his running shorts. He tried to yell, but remembering Brett's taunt that this turned them on, he clenched his mouth tightly shut. There was nothing he could do. He felt helpless and confused - and now ashamed that he was being stripped to his underwear. What did these guys want? He still didn't believe they wanted his body.

Another hand tugged hard, pulling the shorts down and exposing his white tight boxer briefs, with a nice bulge. Another tug and his shorts were ripped off.

Now all he was left with was his tight white Hanes boxer briefs. His four captors stared at the handsome spread-eagled stud - the bulge in his crotch was noticeable, though his cock was definitely flaccid.

The boy was scared but he still acted defiant. He sucked in his stomach more, and tried again to break free. He was confused and dazed- what did these guys really want? Just in his underwear, tied up, he felt very vulnerable. What did "wax him" mean? Would they really torture him? My god. A shiver ran through his body, causing his entire body to shake involuntarily. He was scared. But he snapped out of it, vowing he would seek revenge on these guys. He would kick their asses when he got free.

Suddenly Dan gasped - he felt something lightly touching his crotch -his underwear, tightly covering his scrotum. The touch was tentative, then probing - still light, barely touching his balls and then his flaccid dick. Dan squirmed. My god. Faggots. What did they want?? My god!!!!

Alan had his nose up Dan's sweaty legs, planted right in his underwear-covered crotch. He inhaled, smelling the boy's heavy musky scents, putting his nose against the spongy ball sack, sniffing every odor. He moved his nose up and around the boy's squirming crotch, holding down his muscled squirming thighs, bringing his nose to sniff and touch Dan's soft cock.

Dan continued to protest, yelling "WHAT THE FUCK???? STOP STOP!!!!!"

There, at Dan's soft cock, Alan smelled a heady aroma of piss, pre-cum and boysweat - the smell was so erotic and powerful, Alan nearly came. He was sniffing this boy's most intimate parts - this model, this athlete - this handsome straight stud - and he couldn't believe it! Seeing Dan's lower body squirm in a vain attempt to back away from his face made the scene even hotter for Alan..

Joey was next, followed by Dave.

Dan was almost in a panic - and humiliated. His body's private parts were being sniffed and inspected like he was a piece of meat - and he was tied up, stretched and helpless. He was defiant but scared because he didn't know what to expect next. He realized these guys were probably faggots - how else to explain them want to touch and sniff his body? But he feared they wanted more - they mentioned "torture". A shiver ran through his young sweaty body again, and then again.

Brett, though he hated the boy, sniffed his crotch, and then in a violent motion, yanked and pulled at his underwear, ripping them off, while Dan yelled in shocked surprise. Pulling out the underwear from Dan, Brett looked at the seat of the ripped briefs, sniffing it and laughing that "hey this boy doesn't wash so good". He pushed the underwear under Dan's nose, making him smell it mocking him "get use to the smell, faggot". Brett tossed the ripped underwear to Joey, who wanted it for a future jerk-off session.

Dan squirmed, and tried to break away. He couldn't believe people could be so dirty and perverted to want to smell his underwear and private parts - and for guys wanting to sniff another guy's crotch. He felt sick and ashamed. Suddenly he had a sinking feeling what these guys now wanted from him.

He yelled suddenly. Someone slapped his taut stomach hard with a paddle, and then again. Dan screamed "SHIIIT!!!!".

"I think Joey he is ready for the waxing. Go ahead. I wanna see this fucker scream..." Brett said quietly.

Dan heard and shook with terror, though he tried to hide it with another burst of bravado.

"Don't...don't" Dan tried to yell, as if giving them an order. He had no idea what was coming next.

Joey held back a giggle, and lit a short candle. He passed it to Dave, and he lit another, passing it to Alan. He lit another, keeping it, and lit a larger one, giving it to Brett. Brett smiled evilly, and nodded.

"My god...what...what....are you going...to do?" Dan, his voice shaking, but still trying to act defiant demanded.

No one answered the boy.

Joey held his candle about 2 feet above Dan's pecs, and then tilted it slightly, letting the melted wax fall in a steady drip onto Dan's left nipple and pec.

Dan's reaction was instant shock and electric. He screamed "NOOOOOOOOOOOO SHITTTTTTTTT" His body jerked as far as it could (which wasn't very much), buckled, while he yelled and screamed "MY GOD MY GOD!!!!!!!!"

Joey turned his candle back up and stopped the wax from dripping. They watched the tied up boy, sweaty, shaking, writhing from the intense pain of hot wax covering the left side of his muscled chest. Brett nodded to Dave, who was standing on the other side of Dan's body.

Dan was breathing hard, panting almost, trying to break free - scared at what was to happen next. My god - this was what "wax him" meant. My god.

He screamed before he realized he was screaming and his screams were higher pitched and thinner now. The pain of the hot wax was intense - more intense then anything he felt before. He screamed, his body jerking and buckling in a desperate attempt to break free. He was in a panic almost.

Dave continued to tilt his candle, letting the hot candle wax drip in a steady stream, drawing lines on Dan's heaving, squirming chest - covering his nipple, pec and now the back and forth.

Dan was screaming - he couldn't believe it. My god - the pain. Suddenly it stopped. He panted and gasped - his muscled chest sweaty and heaving - his body shuddering ever so often from the pain. He went limp - thinking it was over perhaps. Tears were flowing from his eyes, though covered by the blindfold.

Brett motioned to Alan to wait a few moments more. The waiting was part of the torture too. Dan's body was shaking ever so often - though he tried to stop it and act defiant. Dan yanked at his restraints but he kept his mouth shut, still breathing hard, praying it was over. Being blindfolded increased the terror - he couldn't even prepare himself for the next assault. The waiting seemed endless and cruel.

Brett nodded to Alan, who grinned and quickly position himself near the boy's spread out thighs and legs. Without warning, Alan turned his candle over, spilling in a steady stream the hot melted wax onto Dan's muscled left thigh - then his right, and up and down his upper legs. Very slowly, and painfully. Alan would vary the height of the candle - the close distance causing even more pain.

Dan buckled and struggled like never before. The wax on his inner thighs was especially sharp and painful and he never knew where they would hurt him next. He screamed, yelled, and tried desperately to break free. His screams suddenly became shrieks when Joey and Dave each joined in and poured their hot wax on the boy's stretched out arms, biceps and armpits.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDD" Dan screamed, buckling and shaking his tormented body. Brett watched in amusement - he got off seeing this straight handsome guy being tortured - seeing him tied up and stripped naked while they worked him over.

"Okay....that's it...." Brett ordered, and the three other guys stopped. Dan, tears flowing from his blindfolded eyes, almost cried out "Jesus.....oh god...." His entire body was heaving, and he gasped for air. His legs, arms and chest were covered in melted wax- now hardening, and breaking up alittle when he squirmed and buckled.

"oh oh oh my my god please....'Dan almost whispered to himself, nearly whimpering.

Alan bent down and started to suck the boy's toes - first on his left feet, and then on his right. He did so very slowly, while using his fingers to run them up and down the soles of the boy's squirming feet. For Dan, this seemed more than he could take. One instant he was being tortured by hot wax, and then a second later, his feet were being tickled and toes sucked in a feeling that was intense and excruiating He gasped, squirming, trying to kick or push Alan away. He was extremely ticklish on his feet - and suddenly he was gasping, and then begging for Alan to stop. His mind was in a daze after the candle wax torture - and his body still hurt from the stinging hot wax. Now this. Now he was laughing hysterically - the feeling was too intense now for him and he feared for his sanity. He was yelping like a dog, buckling trying desperately to jerk his feet away from the insistent fingers tickling his soles, and the mouth that sucked his toes. After 20 minutes the tickling torture stopped. Dan gasped - his entire body sweaty from the ordel, tears flowing from his eyes, his chest heaving.

"oh god please...no more....no more..." Dan panted, shaking his head- his entire body shuddering, dreading that Alan or someone would continue the assault on his toes. For Dan he didn't know what was worse - the hot wax and intense pain - or the intense pain of having his feet suck and tickled. The feeling of dread overwhelmed him almost. He would go crazy .

Now he tensed up for what they would do to him next. Would they resume sucking his toes? Or the hot wax? My god - they wouldn't. And he feared being tickled elsewhere - his pits or his navel. He went into a panic almost - and it took everything in him to calm himself down. He truly was frightened now of what these four guys could do to him. And for what? He yanked at his restraints in anger and pure frustration. He vowed that he would fight them. Those bastards would not break him. But a small part of him knew they could.

So Dan waited - his body tense. He grew more scared because nothing happened. It was harder and harder to fight off the terror and panic that would almost overwhelm him by just waiting - tied up, spread eagled and naked - knowing they were still in the room. Knowing they were staring at his naked body. Fuck them!!!! He hated them.

They waited. For five minutes, causing Dan even more torment. He knew they were still there. He couldn't prepare himself for what was to happen next. The pain was horrible. Was it over? It seemed so. He relaxed his body alittle. He continued to fight off the terror he felt within him. How could he take anymore of this he thought? These bastards would pay, somehow.

They remained still, staring at the tied up naked straight boy, spread-eagled. It was a hot sight to see his muscled body, covered with wax except his stomach and crotch - his hairy triangled pubic hairs, with the trail of wispy brown hairs leading up to his navel.

They waited - they knew Dan would never know what would happen next - and they wanted to throw him off guard. Brett would have the honors of torturing Dan's precious straight cock and balls - and muscled stomach with melted hot wax. The pain there would be indescribable. The previous toe sucking and foot tickling was designed to throw the boy off guard completely about what was to happen next. That was torture too - and Brett loved tickle torture (and planned to tickle Dan's pits and ribcage unmercifully later), but hot waxing his balls and cock was totally hot and erotic.

Brett quietly moved next to the boy, and without warning, bringing the candle just 7 inches or so from his cock, tilted it dripping the hot wax on the boy's soft cock. He targeted the head, then the shaft. By then the boy nearly exploded in a frenzy - shrieking, yanking hard at his restraints, his dick and balls flopping back and forth in a desperate attempt to move away from the pain. Brett merely moved his candle back and forth, hitting his balls, cock, pubes, and inner thighs - then moving them up to his belly button. And covering his squirming, buckling stomach. He motioned to the other boys and they used their hands to break up the wax everywhere else on Dan's body, exposing his skin. Dan was screaming still from the steady dripping of wax on his cock. He screamed like he never screamed before, his body almost wildly dancing within the restraints.

Dan's mind almost snapped from the candle wax torture. Being restrained he couldn't stop it and being blindfolded meant he couldn't prepare his body for it. He never knew where his body would be assaulted next. The hot wax on his dick and balls was excruciating. The guy doing that he knew was a fuckin sadist - he seemed to concentrate the hot wax over and over on his cock and balls. Dan was in a panic - was his sex organs permanently damaged and his body scarred? (They weren't). His body shook, as he screamed. Suddenly his entire body went rigid involuntarily - shaking and then he let out a almost blood curdling scream. His sweaty body buckled violently up and down, back and forth - trying desperately to escape the hot wax and break free. He screamed and yelled until he was hoarse and babbling - clearly terrorized by this assault. Dan's mind was in a panic - what were they doing to him? My god! His mind was almost shutting down from the intense sharp pains coming all over his body. Being a straight boy never aware of the kinky sides of pleasure his terror was made worse because he didn't know. And worse, he couldn't comprehend why they were doing this to HIM. Why?

Joey, Alan and Dave all began their assaults on Dan's body again with the hot candle wax, hitting his arms, biceps, armpits, thighs, legs, chest over and over simultaneously While Brett slapped Dan's cock and balls, breaking up the hardening wax, and then dripped more hot wax on the exposed skin. Dan yelped at having his cock and balls slapped, and literally his entire body made a useless violent thrust to break free.

Finally the hot wax torture stopped. Brett nodded and they all watched the shaking, tied up boy. His body was covered with the hot wax (though no damage done), and tears flowed from his blindfold --his mouth and teeth clenched, his body rigid - expecting still another assault, then after a minute or two, went totally limp . He was moaning loudly. Dan was exhausted from the ordeal - and fearful it wasn't over. He had no idea what would happen next - and another wave of terror swept through him, causing his body to shudder involuntarily again.

"my god....my god...my god." He whispered, moaning his head lolling back and forth.

"You will lean to cooperate and follow our orders or we will do this again and again" Brett said in a loud voice.

"Do you understand punk????"

Dan tried to stop shaking, and turning his head toward the sound of the voice. Part of him was terrified and wanted to say yes to anything they asked. He was ashamed. He felt dirty and abused. But another part felt defiant and angry . Without thinking he spit in the direction of the voice, and yelled "FUCK YOU!!!!!!" before he realized he even said it. A wave of dread hit him immediately- he knew he made a mistake in responding that way - and he knew he would be punished now. But he couldn't let them do this to him without a fight - at least he thought that for now. But he was growing scared- the candle wax torture lasted for an hour - longer it seemed. The pain was horrible.

"You know, Dan boy, I wanted you to say that....." Brett snickered, "I am going to have fun whipping you..."

Dan stared back in the direction of his tormenter, his mouth agape, groaning "NO....NO NO NO WHY????WHY????"

Alan snickered and moved between the boy's stretched out legs on the table, and fitted roughly a small leather harness around Dan's walnut sized loose balls that tightly bunched his balls together. Dan gasped at the touch - and squirmed moaning "wha what are you doing??? Jesus!!!!"

At that, Brett, using a belt, slapped Dan's stomach hard, and then again. Dan's body went rigid again, and he yelled "OH!!!!!!!!" clenching his teeth, shaking his head back and forth, yanking at his restraints "FUCK!!!!!"

Alan then attached the belt around Dan's shiny tight balls with a long chain. Before moving himself away from the boy's crotch, Alan bent down and gave the tightly bound balls a lick, and then another. Dan yelled "OH SHIT!!!!" trying again to break free. His cock remained limp, and Alan picked it up and quickly gave it a swift jerk up and down, causing Dan to squirm and yell again and again. He loved the way Dan's balls and cock smelled - so manly and musky.

Dan hated this - and was filled with shame and anger having his privates touched - and touched by guys. He knew they were staring at him - and at his dick and balls - and the humiliation of that - and having someone touch him and play with him there, was almost as painful as the torture so far.

"DAMN YOU FUCKIN FAGGOTS LET ME GO!!!!" Dan yelled out in frustration, once again in a burst of bravado his sweaty tortured body yanked at the restraints. Alan backed away, smiling - it was hot seeing Dan's dick flop back and forth while the boy struggled. And his balls were nicely restrained now - tight and shiny. At the end of the table now, Alan slowly pulled at the chain connected to Dan's balls. As the boy continued his struggling and yelling, Brett nodded and Alan suddenly yanked hard at the chain - pulling hard on Dan's bound balls.

Dan's body went taut and rigid again - he almost froze for a second, arching his back as far as it would go, and then suddenly stopped his struggling, and mindless yelling. He was stunned. And then he yelled "OH GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

He stopped struggling. His body was shaking in fear and pain - the pulling on his balls sent a wave of pain through his gut as if someone kicked him hard in the nuts.

Alan continued to pull and then after a minute, let the chain loose alittle. Dan's nearly collapsed back on the table, his chest heaving - panting for air -his head nodding back and forth muttering "no no no please no god....why...god...why are you....doing...oh shit....this"

With the exhausted handsome straight boy diverted by his ball torture, Joey and Brett quickly moved to the top of the table, and unfastened the restraints while Alan and Dave unfastened the leg and ankle restraints. Alan kept his hand on the chain to Dan's balls, yanking it ever so often to remind him that he would suffer badly if he tried to escape.

For Dan escape now seemed impossible. He was blindfolded - he had no idea where he was or what the room looked like. Four guys were holding him and now moving him off a table and leading him somewhere with a chain that yanked at his bound up balls without warning to keep him off balance and in a state of pain. He still wanted to fight back and struggled briefly. It took all four guys to restrain him - even with Alan yanking hard on the chain. They moved him quickly just a few steps away in the room, between two pillars. Stretching his sweaty naked body, they tied arms and legs between the two pillars, while he struggled and tried to break free, his dick flopping back and forth while Alan pulled at the chain to Dan's balls even harder. The boy finally stopped struggling, gasping at the pain and realizing now it was hopeless. They tied him up so tightly he could barely move - his body spread-eagled between two pillars in the room (where exactly he didn't know). Blindfolded still, he was terrified now of what would happen next. Both sides of his muscled body were now exposed completely - and he remembered now Brett's taunt that he would be "whipped".

He shuddered and started to panic. My god. I can't any more he thought, trying to fight back the terror of the moment again. A part of him wanted to beg. Another part of him still wanted to fight, to resist, and to escape - to endure whatever they did to him. That part of him said he would still be a man if he resisted, no matter what they did. But it was a part of him that was growing smaller and smaller as the hours went by - and the torment his young body had to endure.

Dan clenched his teeth and muttered "Jesus....oh god...I will fuckin kill you for this......"

The four guys stared at the tied up boy, with bits and pieces of the hot wax still clinging to parts of his chest, stomach, legs - even crotch. Brett said loudly enough for Dan to hear "we're going to whip all that shit off you Dan - it doesn't make you look clean boy..."

He looked, to his tormenters, extremely sexy tied up - stretched, blindfolded. His muscled body was sweating - his hairy armpits exposed, his milky white bubble butt naked and still unharmed. His hairy crotch, his dick flaccid and walls tightly bound still (Alan still holding the chain) demanded attention. They would pleasure and make Dan cum later, over and over. That would be another part of the torture. Now, he would suffer.

Like before, the whipping would be done on Dan that would not cause any permanent damage - nor actually break his skin. Tanning his hide red or causing a couple of welt s here and there - well, that was within the rules of the one-sided game.

For Dan, the thought, of being whipped was terrifying, though initially he thought he could endure it. He never was whipped before. Everything that had happened to him so far though - having his crotch touched and grabbed by guys, being tortured by candle wax - and having his balls cinched and yanked, having his toes sucked and feet tickled - and being tied up and restrained. All that never happened to him before. He was bewildered and confused and still shocked by his abduction. He was fast losing control of his body - and his willpower to fight back was diminishing with each new torture. He still couldn't believe it was happening. And now he was totally naked - stretched out and ready to be whipped. My god, how much more can I take, Dan thought.

His mind was spinning with all kinds of emotion when suddenly he felt something touch then twist his nipples. He yelled almost involuntarily, almost wailing.

Joey had quietly moved up to the boy, and placed both hands quickly on Dan's dime-sized nipples, pinching them hard, then twisting them hard back and forth like a radio dial. Never before did Dan have anyone do this to him - and the pain was sharp and stinging. He yelled "OH OH OH", his tied up body dancing alittle. Brett, Dave and Alan watched Dan's body move and squirm as much as it could while Joey pinched and twisted his nipples. It was too hot seeing Dan's limp dick slop back and forth - and made hotter when Alan suddenly yanked at the cinched up balls. That caused Dan to scream, trying to arch his body in Alan's direction to relieve him of the pain.

Dan's head and upper body was stretched back, his teeth clenched, his body rigid - his hands fisted in their restraints.

"OOOOOOOH" was all Dan could say. For another 2 minutes the torture on his nipples and yanking on his balls continued. Finally it stopped.

Dan's body went limp almost, tears flowing from his blindfold. His body was shaking, and he suddenly yanked at the restraints in utter frustration, moaning something unintelligible, his head now bent, his chin almost touching his torso in defeat. Dan's hair was sweaty and almost matted down. His stretched out body moved fleeting moments of rigid defiance to longer periods of resignation. He couldn't believe the pain - and worse he could never anticipate what would happen next - or even why.

Again though, a sudden burst of bravado in Dan made things worse for him (though his four tormenters loved it). He yanked at his restraints and yelled "you fuckers I swear, I will fuckin kill you for that.....you'd better let me go now....I fuckin swear I will kill you if you don't le t me go....." For good measure he spit again in whatever direction he thought he heard voices, and struggled again to break free.

Brett went up to the boy, startling him, grabbing his cheeks with his hands, and curtly told him "I would behave if I were you....." and slapped his stomach hard with his other free hand.

Dan, instead of giving in, gasped at the pain of his stomach being slapped, struggled and then blurted out "FUCK YOU!!!!!!!" and spit at Brett. The spit hit Brett squarely in the face - in his left eye. Having any of Dan's bodily fluids was something all four guys wanted - but his attitude clearly needed to be disciplined. Brett loved Dan's defiance and it gave more reason to think of ways to teach him a lesson.

Dan almost instantly regretted that act of defiance - suddenly another part of him overwhelmed his mind with panic - and the knowledge that his tormenters now would really hurt him. He stopped struggling and his body shook from that fear - though he tried to hide it, and readied himself for whatever was to happen. He clenched his teeth, and fists. His body was rigid - waiting. Waiting for the whipping or assault.

Brett merely pulled back, wiping the warm spit from his face, tasting it. Even Dan's spit smelled good. This was hot he thought. He quietly said "Wrong move Danny boy", saying nothing else and motioning to the others not to make any move. For a full five minutes or so they stood quietly just staring at the tied up boy. Another 5 minutes.

Dan was now shaking alittle, his body sagged. He was almost overwhelmed by panic now - the waiting was almost unbearable - he couldn't keep his body tensed up and ready anymore. His mind was going crazy now with fear - he was psyched up to receive almost anything the instant after he spit at Brett. Now - 10 minutes later (it seemed longer to Dan who only knew a lot time passed) the sense of bravado passed and dissolved into almost a little boy fear. He wanted to cry and it took everything in him to stop his body from shaking. He realized every part of his body - including his dick, balls and butt, were exposed to torture. They could kick his nuts or pinch his dick or shove something up his ass at any moment - and he wouldn't know it or could do anything to stop it. The thought terrified him almost.

Another five minutes passed. Dan almost lurched violently when he heard a loud noise (Brett deliberately hit one of the pillars - close to Dan's hands, with a belt.).

Dan moaned and almost begged "oh please....don't..." He mouthed the words "I'm sorry,,please....." but didn't quite say it. He was clearly frightened, but tried hard to hide it - but the tension of waiting was overwhelming him.

The tension was unbearable for Dan - the waiting lasted now over 20 minutes. Nothing happened - but he knew they were there. Staring at him. Ready to hurt him in some way. Staring at his nude, tied up body.

Suddenly he felt a pinch on his back shoulder, then another, then another - and another. The pain was sharp and throbbing. What was happening? He yelled "OOOH!!!!!"

"AAAAAAAHH!!!" his body squirming.

Then more...and another...With a shock he realized they were pinning him with clothespins!

The four guys quickly and without caring how much it hurt Dan, snapped on clothes pins everywhere on his back, on his sides, his legs/. Brett had two big pins that snapped hard - and without warning placed them on each of Dan's nipples. Dan screamed, buckling now at the pain. More pins were pinned on his body - in his belly button - up the center of his stomach to his pecs - and outlining his pecs. The pain was indescribable for Dan - he screamed, and tried desperately to break loose - but the shaking only made the pain worse as the pins moved up and down and sideways, pinching his skin. The pins on his nipples were particularly cruel - biting down hard, squeezing his nipples with an unrelieved pinch.

"RRRAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH" Dan just screamed, shaking his body trying to break loose in utter frustration and anger again. He screamed again at the pain when the pins moved back and forth from his shaking.

But this was only the beginning.

"Now now Danny boy. Enough of the yelling or I'll hurt you more. We're going to play a game and you need to play. The four of us are going to whip you each - and whoever can whip off the most clothes pins, well...wins. YOU lose if you scream - every time you do, we'll whip you ten times more - and I'll personally put pins on your dick and balls (at that he grabbed the boy's limp cock and swollen balls).

Dan gasped, tears flowing from his blindfold. He nodded, bowing his head, trying to ready himself for the whipping. He was in a daze - the pain was overwhelming - and why, why were they doing this to him?

Brett was first, and without warning, snapped the long cat o'nine tails on Dan's sweaty back, covered with clothespins. Immediately several were knocked off, painfully pinching and tearing at the boy's skin. There was no let up - Brett whipped him 10 tens. Dan couldn't help it - he shrieked and shrieked, buckling his body - the pain was too intense (even if no permanent damage to his body resulted).

RRAHAHAHAHHHHHHHH!!!! He screamed

Joey had his turn, using a belt, hitting the boy 10 times on his stomach, chest,legs, and his now red bubble butt, knocking off 20 or 30 clothespins. All the pins that lined his crack were knocked off. This time Dan muffled his screams, clenching his teeth moaning, his body jerking and shaking each time he was whipped. The tears flowed heavily now - the pain was so intense.

Dave was next, and used the cat o nine tails - and whipped Dan 10 times on the back again, the lower legs., knocking off about 20 clothes pins, while Dan tensed his body, shaking and shuddering, moaning "ooooooh god" and "jesus"

Dan couldn't believe he could feel more pain - but each time the whip lashed against him, he felt the sting of belt or whip - and then the terrible sharp pinching of the clothes pins being knocked off his back or chest or stomach or legs. The pain was doubled and then tripled, when the whip lashed against the very tender skin that just a moment before was pinched by a clothespin.

Alan was last, using the cat or nine for part of the whipping - whipping Dan hard on the chest - his magnificent muscled chest, which still had the two big clothes pins pinching down hard on his nipples. The whip lashed against them, knocking them up and down - and finally, with a hard snap of the whip, both clothespins were knocked off, causing Dan a throbbing agonizingly sharp pain. He felt as if his tits were pinched off - and he did everything he could not to scream. He clenched his teeth, moaning loudly, while crying, his body tensed and taut. Alan used a belt for the final 5 lashings on Dan's back. While being whipped one of the other boys always held onto the chain pulled at the boy's cinched up balls. Without warning and while being whipped, they would yank hard on it, causing Dan another unexpected sharp jolt of pain.

Dan was stunned. The whipping was intense and he was almost delirious in pain. His body sagged, but he was terrified it wasn't over. He tried to push that fear away, trying hard to resist and still fight back. But he was

almost broken - he was exhausted, in pain and fearful that the torture would only continue on and on. The feeling of dread and fear almost consumed him now.

"Now you should be rewarded with alittle pleasure my friend" Joey mockingly said to Dan, grabbing his hair and holding his sweaty head up.

"oooohh pleease....god....no no no" Dan muttered almost to himself - fearful of saying anything that would cause another round of torture.

At that, Alan and Dave knelt down stared at Dan's sweaty crotch - his dick was 6-1/2 inches, and soft and his balls still cinched with the leather harness. Alan sniffed the cock and then lightly tongued the shaft of the dick while Dave got between Dan's stretched out legs and lathered his smooth tight balls with his tongue.

Dan threw back his head, his body taut and shaking. He couldn't believe what was happening. He tried to push them away and yelled "FUCK NO FUCK NO!!!!!" But he stopped when Brett threatened him with another whipping "worse then before"

Dan tried to will his body not to respond to the licking and sucking of his balls and dick. He wasn't a faggot he screamed to himself. He couldn't be enjoying this. But he lost control of his body. Slowly his dick responded. Alan finally tongued and polished the cockhead and then swallowed the entire shaft, his tongue dancing on the sensitive head., his hands lightly jerking the shaft up and down. Dave continued licking and swallowing his balls. Brett got into the act by licking and sniffing the boy's sweaty and damp armpits.

Dan shivered at the touch - it tickled and he moaned "oooooooooh"

Dan's body grew rigid - trying to fight off the assault of three guys sucking and licking him. He was not gay he kept telling himself. He shook his head and tried to break free again, yanking hard on the restraints. Suddenly he felt someone touch his nipples. He sucked in his stomach and stopped struggling - he was scared that person would continue the nipple torture again. Instead the hand on his right nipple played with it, lightly touching it - causing it to harden. Then he felt something wet - my god - it was a mouth - on his other nipple, sucking it gently. Despite hating what they were doing, his body responded. The pleasure was overwhelming his resistance. Still, he fought back, trying to move his body away.

"no no no" Dan tried to protest, yelling.

He moaned, groaned, his body tensed and rigid, his stomach sucked in, his chest puffed out, trying to still resist. But the combination of a guy lapping at his armpits, another sucking his nipples, while still another jerk and suck his now steel hard 8-inch cock was too much. And still another sucking and licking his balls. He never before felt such pleasure ever - no girls ever did this to him at once. Brett stopped briefly and unscrewed a bottle of Rush, sniffed it - shared it with the others, and then brought it up to Dan's nose. Dan tried to back away "drugs....no!!! NO!!!!!!" Brett pinched Dan's nipple and yelled "breathe you faggot!!!!" Dan did, inhaling, for the first time, poppers. He sniffed it three or four times - and again in his other nostril. Immediately the poor straight boy was in a sexual daze muttering "oooooooohhhhh jesus......fuck............."

Joey stood up and forced the boy to kiss him, shoving his tongue in the boy's mouth, while Dan tried to shake his head - push the tongue out of his mouth.. it was dirty, revolting and disgusting.

Alan laughed and continued the sucking - now jerking his cock fast, sensing that Dan was near cumming. Brett renewed his lapping at the boy's armpits, sucking on the hairs, licking the pits, while

With his cock being jerked and sucked, his balls licked, his chest and nipples sucked and licked and armpits tongued, Dan could no longer hold back - his cock was harder than ever before in his life. Finally, after 20 minutes of resisting, his body grew tight and rigid and he moaned loudly "OOOOOOOOOOOOH GOD...." And arched his back, and his cock erupted with a huge spurt of hot white cum, followed by another and another - and five more shots. Each of the boys lapped up the cum, with Brett scooping up some, and shoving it into Dan's unsuspecting mouth. He gagged, and tried spiting it out, but Brett pinched the boy's nipples while Brett yelled "swallow or we'll whip you all night!!!"

Dan moaned, whimpering and then swallowed. He couldn't believe it.

They took off his blindfold now - they wanted him to see. At first he was almost blinded by the light after being blindfolded for several hours now. The blindfold was almost soaking from the tears he shed during his earlier torture. He blinked his eyes, and at first couldn't focus. After a few minutes he saw he was tied up tightly - in a basement of some sort somewhere - with four guys staring at his naked body. He grew red in shame again, looking down - seeing his nude body, his now flaccid penis, and seeing some of his cum on the floor.

Brett slowly polished the boy's ultra sensitive cockhead, swirling his hand around and around, his other hand moving up and down. Brett smiled cruelly as he heard Dan gasp, his body grew rigid, whilehe almost shrieked "oh god...stop stop stop...god stop....too much....I'm...don't...god....oh shit....stop....it hurts...god...god...OH GOD STOOOOOOPPPPPPP!!!!!!!"

Brett smiled and stared back at the boy's face, his teeth clenched, his face a mask of pain - babbling now about how sensitive his body was, begging him to stop.

For Dan it was pure torture - worse than being tickled - maybe even worse than being "waxed" or whipped. His cock and balls were so sensitive after cumming, that it was almost painful to be touched - even lightly. Most guys are like that - in fact, nearly every guy is. This Brett knew, from his experience in "milking" straight guys. Particularly straight guys, because they never ever took sex beyond a second after shooting their load into a girl. No, they gave in too easily to the pain caused by their dicks being made so sensitive from orgasm, Brett knew. This would be torture for the boy - the feeling was too intense now that Dan was shrieking in a high pitch voice, his voice turning raw - his rage and defiance now reduced to sheer panic that this torture of his cock would not stop. Brett kept polishing Dan's cock, milking his hard shaft, while the boy continued to scream - his body rigid and buckling. Suddenly he gasped, and shot another load, squirting five times, whilemoaning, begging Brett to stop.

Dan screamed, and yelled "oooooooh shit...god no no no god....." when he realized that Brett had no intentions of stopping. He kept on polishing his spongy cockhead, now wet with his cum - and now twice as sensitive as it was before cumming a second time. Dan knew his sex organs were always even more sensitive after shooting a second time - even clothing would almost be too painful to touch - and yet his cock was being fondled, jerked and polished by four guys. Brett especially took special pleasure in causing Dan to squirm, scream and buckle from being milked over and over. For another hour Dan endured the milking of his cock - something that never ever happened to him before. He was nearly delirious, his body almost shaking involuntarily, sweating profusely from being milked over and over. He was nearly crying, begging his captors to stop.

My god oh god jesus I can't stand it Dan thought over and over - his mind reeling and in a panic. His body now shuddered involuntarily, jerking and squirming and he yelped and screamed everytime Brett or one of the other guys slowly, so very slowly touched a certain part of his ultra sensitive cockhead. The feeling was so overwhelmking that he thought he would black out for the intensity. He wanted to kill them. He felt he was going insane from being touched there over and over.

My god my god Dan thought my god.

Brett told Joey "time to fuck the straight boy" and nodded. Joey and Dave immediately pulled at the chains on the ceiling that lifted Dan's legs. Dan tried to resist - tried pulling back at the chains. They attached a sling like device made of rubber so his back rest narrowly on it - while exposing his butt and front. His arms were still tied to the pillars. The restraints tying his arms were loosened and brought above his head and then tied to the ceiling anchor (which also anchored the sling). The boy was tied up, stretched out as if he was floating - his legs spread open and wide, exposing his butthole, his arms above his head, exposing his hairy damp armpits. He was more helpess than ever - there was little room for squirming, other than moving the entire sling. But the four guys had complete access to Dan's body - and there was nothing he could do.

Joey and Dave smiled evilly almost, both of them slapping the boy on the stomach hard with the palms of their hands. Joey whispered in Dan's ear "hey....keep resisting.....keep fighting cuz it turns us on. No matter what, you are going to be fucked..." Dan's body shuddered involuntarily, and he still tried hard to resist, trying to close his ass cheeks, trying to kick at his captors. He shook his head and his eyes widened at the realization that he was going to be raped. He would kill them if that happened. He would fight it - no way would he just allow it to happen. No matter if they continued to milk him or torture him or whip him. Still, Dan's bravado was fading fast- he was too tired now and his body was weakened by the torture.

Joey and Dave kept pulling at the chains until Dan's muscled legs were almost over his head - his body almost doubled over, exposing his virgin asshole, surrounded by a nice halo of dark brownish hairs. Dan tried mightily to clench his butt closed - twisting his body as much as he could.

"No please no I will fuckin kill you....don't do this....." he almost whispered. He knew they wouldn't listen. But he had to fight back.

Brett motioned for Alan, pointing at the straight boy's exposed asshole.

"I think good ole Dan needs some pleasure before he gets fucked....don't you think Dan? How would you like your asshole licked? Ever had that happen?" Brett said, almost taunting Dan. Dan shook his head and mouthed the words "no...no" He struggled again as Alan approached the boy's bubble butt.

Alan started to tentatively kiss and then slowly lick the boy's right ass cheek. Both cheeks were reddened from the paddling and whipping - with some noticeable welts and bruises. Nothing serious or permanent - but it was plain that Dan suffered. Alan, who loved both to make a straight guy squeal in pain AND pleasure, kissed each welt and bruise- and licked the entire cheek. Dan's butt quivered at the assault - and he struggled again to break free.

"OOOOOOOH" Dan moaned in shame.

This couldn't be happening Dan thought. He kept mouthing the words "no no no". He was too tired to scream or yell. He closed his eyes tightly shut as if he could concentrate and gather enough strength to break free or to resist the sensations of having his virgin butt licked and tongued. It wasn't working.

Dave whispered to Brett "we should make him watch - or make him see us watch him being licked and fucked....." Brett nodded and bent down, slapping the boy's face (not hard).

"Open your fuckin eyes pretty boy" Brett commanded, "open them now or I will fuckin crush your balls..." At that he motioned for Dave to grab Dan's loose balls.

Dan immediately opened his eyes and answered back "God no...please..."

His eyes were wide with fear, though he still tried to act defiant.

"I just want to look in your pretty straight face - I want to see how you react to having your precious straight virgin butt licked....that feels good now don't it?" Brett taunted Dan. They guys knew that staring at Dan while he was being assaulted would only add to his humiliation.

Dan wanted to close his eyes - to shut everything out. He was still trying to resist. Now, forced to keep his eyes open - and seeing three of his tormentors stare back at him was too much. He was filled with shame. They could see every reaction of his body from having his ass licked - and worse, it was being taped too. He tried to keep silent, clenching his teeth and mouth shut, but Alan's tongue would hit a different spot of his ass cheeks and send a shiver of sensations through Dan's entire body.

Dan suddenly gasped "OH GOD" and almost tried to arch his back, shaking his head, reddening further in shame with two guys (and a video cam) staring back at him. Alan finally parted the sweaty asscheeks and began licking the ass crack. Dan gasped - his body thrashing as much as it could in the restraints. He never had anyone lick his asscheeks - and never in the world thought anyone would do this - something this dirty and lick his asscrack. He moaned involuntarily - he tried to stop the moan, closing his mouth. He whimpered, shook his head (as if that would stop things), and angrily yanked at the chains holding his arms outstretched. He saw the faces of three of his captors staring at him...just staring. He hated that - he hated them. But the feeling in his ass now - he couldn't believe it. It felt good - it was incredible - but it was dirty,. This was gay.

I can't be enjoying this - fuck I can't be Dan thought. He closed his eyes, trying to fight off the feeling, when Brett yelled "OPEN AYOUR FUCKIN EYES - YOU AREN'T GOING TO ACT LIKE THIS AIN'T HAPPENING!!!!"

Dan opened his eyes - staring back at them - totally humiliated that these guys were watching him get his most private part of his body tongued. He could see two video cams - one taping his butt being licked - and the other on his face to get his reaction.

To further humiliate him, Brett and Joey squatted near Alan, and they all talked loudly about Dan's asshole, commenting on its tightness - the nice halo of soft hair in his ass crack, fingering the crack and cheeks as if Dan was nothing more than a piece of meat for sale. Dave was taping Dan's face for a reaction - while the other stationary video cam recorded the action at Dan's butt.

"God...why why...why are you doing this? Why man? Dan almost whispered

Dan's face reddened with shame, tears of rage flowing from his eyes. He whimpered and tried briefly to break loose again. To have these guys look at him that way - examining his most intimate private parts was almost to much to bear for Dan. But his defiance was almost gone - he was too tired - and too beat to fight back. He wanted it to end - have them do whatever and let him go. He would think of revenge - of getting back after that. Still, a part of him wanted to fight back - and in frustration, he yanked at his restraints and tried in vain to clench his ass cheeks to stop the fingers from touching him there.

Joey and Brett just laughed.

"He likes to fight back....that will feel good when he clenches hard on my dick after I fuck him.." Brett talked loudly - to scare Dan. Joey nodded, laughing - and taunting Dan.

Joey rubbed his index finger slowly up and around Dan's tight virgin asshole. Dan gasped and his entire body tightened up. He thought maybe he would be fucked now - or at least this finger would try to penetrate his asshole.

My god my god Dan thought, his body shuddering again involuntarily. His body shook at the sensation. It was unbelievable to him - this handsome straight boy, that other guys were now fingering his asshole and licking his butt.

My god my god Dan thought, wanting to close his eyes - to shut out completely the shameful things being done to his body against his will.

Joey just kept his finger there - rubbing lightly back and forth for several minutes - scaring the boy, while Alan continued to lick his crack and cheeks.

Dave, still taping, said "hey make him smell his hole...."

Joey nodded, smiling and brought his index finger to Dan's frightened face, and shoved it under the boy's nose.

"Smell it boy. This is what your butt smells like before being fucked....."

Dan's face grew even more red from humiliation and revulsion. He tried to back away and turn his head. Brett grabbed his face, forcing the boy to sniff Joey's finger.

"That's it baby - smell your own butt...that's it....." Brett taunted Dan.

Joey laughed when Dan almost gagged from the odor.

"Well now, its time for you to become totally gay now," Brett almost whispered to Dan, pinching his cheeks together, staring at him.

Dan's teary eyes widened and his mouth dropped open, whispering "god no....don't do this. I'm not gay...don't do this.....please.....someone....someone please stop him....please..."

Brett just smiled back, and kissed the boy on the lips, startling him.

"Get use to that too, faggot" Brett snickered. He turned to Joey and said "help me out....hold him and spread those tight cheeks....I'm not going to go easy on this fucker.."

"Please...don't don't don't....no plesae...." Dan tried to yell, still trying to break free in a vain attempt to stop his rape.

Dan tried to scream. He tried to break free again, but his muscled body was too tired from the ordeal and the sling held him tight.

"No no no...." Dan yelled, clenching his butt "oh god, please....no no no"

Brett unzipped and put lubricant on his steel hard 8-inch uncut dick. He had to be careful of not bringing himself off - he was that hot. Quickly he positioned himself in front of Dan's exposed open butt crack, guiding his dick to the virgin puckered hole.

Dan saw what was coming - and gasped, and then begged again "please....God...God don't do this...please...

Brett just smiled evilly, pushed slightly so his cockhead began pushing into the puckered hole, then snapped his hips and in one violent movement, thrust his entire steel hard cock all the way into the straight boy's asshole.

"YOU'RE FUCKED DANNY BOY!!!!!" Brett yelled, bending over to kiss the boy's lips, mocking him.

For a split second Dan was in shock - his body taunt, and suddenly he gasped, with a sudden flash of intense pain. His eyes widened, his mouth sagged - and then he screamed and yelled. His body buckled and struggled. He was being fucked.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Dan screamed and screamed, his entire body buckling.

He screamed and screamed, squirming while Brett thrust his dick in and out in a brutal snapping movements. Brett had no intention of stopping. He took his time raping Dan - now thrusting his steel hard dick slowly in and out - torturing the boy with his deliberate painfully slow fucking motions. The straight boy's virgin ass was tight, clinging almost to Brett's hard prick, his butt cheeks still trying to clench shut - to stop any further invasion of his asshole. Brett was somewhat amazed at the boy's continued defiance - but it definitely made his asshole tighter - and the feeling of fucking a straight boy - especially THIS straight boy was almost too much for Brett. The feeling was incredible - seeing this extremely beautiful, handsome straight boy, tortured, tied up and now being raped. Brett thrust his cock hard in another savage motion, causing Dan to scream again and again. He would tease the boy, making him think he would be gentle now - and then proceeded with a series of almost violent thrusts of his hard cock in the boy's aching asshole. He would pull out so very slowly, while Dan gasped and whimpered, and then snapped his hips, thrusting all the way back in without warning. Dan would also gasped in shock, followed by a scream - almost a wail of pain. Brett would make his dick swirl inside the boy's asshole, moving up and down in and out, while watching the boy's pained expression. Then he would savagely thrust his dick all the way in the boy's tight asshole, causing Dan to howl in pain all over again.

My god oh jesus Dan thought - his mind and body now weak, his defiance nearly gone. He was a sight - tied up in a sling, his muscled body, his dick flaccid, flopping back and forth, his balls swollen from being milked. Dan's handsome face was wet with tears and sweat - a mask of pain and bewilderment.

Brett knew that this wouldn't be the last straight boy he would stalk, abduct and rape.

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