Pink Hackeysack Part 6

I plucked the darts carefully from my ass, then pulled the chili-soaked brush from inside me. I went first to the bathroom to clean my defanged mouth with hydrogen peroxide. The bleeding had mostly stopped but my head still throbbed. I took stock of the damage inflicted on my body by the fun-loving straight boys. My stinging rump in the mirror was a brutal sight. The big cheeks were welted and bruised in a dozen places. Huge patches of buttflesh were blistered and raw. Pinpoints of crusted blood flared where they had made a dart board of my ass. My asshole gaped in the flame red ass crack. They had hurt me in the two places where my faggotry lived, my cock-squeezing ass and my dicksucking mouth. The drug they had forced me to eat still affected; I was having trouble focusing my thoughts, but I did not in the least regret what they had chosen to do to me.

I went into the bedroom and saw that the pillows and sheets were everywhere. The scene of their group fuck. Dozens of used rubbers bloomed in exotic colors all over the room. I scooped them up and one by one pulled them over my tongue sucking out the insides, still rich with the creamy sweetness of the straight boys juicy shot. I had eaten out seven or eight of them when someone appeared in the doorway. It was the long-haired boy Robbie. I had guessed that he and his friend were the losers Erich had spoken of. Beneath his dark bangs his left eye was swollen shut and turning black. He looked at me knowingly and said, “There you are. Found yourself a little snack, huh? Well you can do that on your own time. Get in the living room now, bitch.”

I followed him into the other room where his fat blond friend was naked, drinking beer and watching porno movies, playing with his long red dick. I could see that these two had been aced out of the orgy and had been jacking off to the fuck movies. He beamed when he saw me. As Robbie kicked off his clothes and plopped on the couch beside his friend, the blond said, “Come here, toothless. I got a little job for you.”

“Yeah, a blow-job, cocksmoker. You’re gonna do us both,” Robbie laughed.

I was thrilled. Losers or not both these boys had big wieners between their legs. I got down on my knees and approached Robbie’s straining prick.

“Not so fast faggot. Let’s have a little foot action first. He wiggled the toes of his size ten foot, hot for the service I had provided to Butch and I went for it. I lapped up and down his stinking foot, elated that I was finally getting some actual sex from two horny boys. I took my time with his toes, cleaning them carefully with my freshened mouth spit. Robbie was completely naked, his round belly and big hairy tits heaving with pleasure.

“Now try some of this,” he said and lifted his thighs to show me his black-haired asshole. It was brown from a recent dump but I stuck my hungry tongue right in while he pulled a rubber over his fat dick. I went wild licking his shit-frosted ass and he really dug it. His rubbered dick bobbed furiously at my forehead as I sucked on his asshole, the bulging flesh of his ass cheeks smothering me as I fed between his thighs. After a while he grabbed me by the ears and guided me up to his bulbous dick head. I swallowed that eight inch poker in one gulp past my tonsils and suctioned my toothless gums around the base till the pain pounded in my head. I knew I wouldn’t get many more opportunities to suck dick in what was left of my life and I wanted this to be the best I had ever done. It wasn’t Jason, but I was in Jason’s house whoring for his friends and that made it wonderful.

“Goddamn it’s just like a cunt. You gotta try this dude.”

The blond, Brent, grabbed me by the ear and dragged my suck-mouth to his equally big stick. I gave it to him just like I did his friend, barely bothering to breathe as I tightened my gums around his fuck dagger, in my best imitation of the pussy they had missed. It went back and forth like that for half an hour while they drank beer and watched fuck movies. Brent wanted his fat ass licked too. He got up on his knees on the sofa and shoved the enormous globes of his butt into my face. For such a fat guy his buns were surprisingly firm and absolutely huge. His lightly haired butthole was virgin, tiny, and filthy. I sunk in feeling the young flesh of his butt surround my face as my tongue went deep into that porky farm boy’s corn hole. Then I was made to suck dick again and when one of them needed to piss I peeled off the rubber and took it down my throat. After each of them had cum they told me to eat it out of the rubbers as Robbie had seen me do in the bedroom. They went to the kitchen and made themselves sandwiches and then the cocksucking marathon continued while they ate.

They chatted while I blew them:

Brent: “That Jason sure is an asshole. How’s your eye?”

Robbie: “Fuckin’ hurts like hell. Hey, fag, how’s your jaw? Is my hard dick makin’ it feel good?”

I grunted an affirmation and both boys laughed, then Robbie continued, “Yeah, he’s a hardass son of a bitch, always has been, but there’s something about him that makes people like him. People do what he tells them to. To tell you the truth I was probably lucky to get away with a black eye. Sure wish I coulda had a piece of that Dina, though.”

“Yeah, what’s her story? Whose kid is that?

“Who knows? Five of those guys fucked her the night she got her cherry popped. Jason’s making her keep it because he’s got a bet goin’ with Butch and Max over whose wad knocked her up. They want to see the kid then he’s planning to make her sell it and he’ll keep the money.”

“Shit, will she do that for him? What about her folks?”

“Her folks are real strict, but the bitch is nineteen, what can they do? And yeah, she’ll do anything Jason wants as long as he keeps dickin’ her. You see that big chancre on Wolf’s dickhead?”

“Shit, yeah, what was that?”

“Syph, man. Wolf told me Jason made her take him baredicked, while all the other guys used rubbers. He made her lick it.”

“Why would he do that?”

“He wants her to get it. He sells her ass at school and keeps the money. He thinks it will be funny if she gives it to her customers.”

Eventually Robbie decided he wanted to fuck me and we all got down on the floor. Brent plugged my throat while Robbie drilled my ass. It felt great to finally get a dick up my tortured asshole. They both took longer the second time and while they fucked me they arm wrestled on my back to see who would get to take a shit in my mouth when they were done. Robbie won but when he sat his ass on my face as I lay on my back he couldn’t make anything come out. He gave up and let his friend take over. Farmboy Brent dropped his big butt over my mouth and squeezed out a fat squishy turd and stood up to watch me eat it. His dump was runny from the beer and filled my mouth, making the room stink. That was too much for them and they pulled their clothes on and went laughing out the back door. I lay on the floor with a mouthful of hot shit and wished I could jack off.

After a while I went into the bathroom, knelt at the toilet and made myself puke. Then, figuring Jason wouldn’t be back for a while and maybe not at all that night, I cleaned my filthy mouth and took a shower. The hot water felt great on my back and chest but burned my brutalized ass.

When I had dried myself I spread cream on my raw buttocks then slipped into my terrycloth robe. In the kitchen I poured myself a big glass of whisky, added ice and sipped on the luscious drink in an attempt to quell the ache in my dick-ravaged jaw. As much as it hurt I was glad the guys had de-toothed me. It’s every hard-core cocksucker’s fantasy to give a toothless blowjob, but like giving up my nuts (which I had often fantasized about) I would never have intentionally had my teeth pulled out. Jason seemed to know exactly what I needed in life and he forced me to take it ready or not. In a few days the pain in my mouth would subside and my dick sucking skills would be enhanced for however much longer I lived. Of course I had no way of knowing if I would ever get an opportunity to use them again. I knew Jason would never let me blow him, probably not even as a last request, but if that was what it would take I was ready to die that night.

I still wanted his massive straight prick more than anything, but I had to admit to myself that I was beginning to have some misgivings about my young master. I could barely believe the things I heard Robbie and Brent discussing about his treatment of the young woman who obviously adored him as I did. She was a slut as I was a queer so I guess we both deserved what happened to us, but she had been a virgin and Jason had made her a slut. I thought of Dorchester’s wife. That was Mr. Golden’s doing but Jason must have approved it, to let it happen in his house. He was still a god to me, but I was beginning to realize he was a sick son of a bitch- not the noble stud I had taken him for, but a demon god of cruelty.

My train of thought ended with a sudden banging at the kitchen door. It had been repaired since the dock hands had broken in the week before, probably in preparation for showing the house to prospective buyers, but Jason had a key and I couldn’t imagine him knocking. I opened it to find Evans, the young college boy who I had named as Dorchester’s supposed partner in crime. He was wearing a funny hat and holding a pizza.

“Hi, I got a big pepperoni. It’s 15 bucks.” I was dumbfounded. Evans continued to stare at me with that silly pizza boy smile on his face waiting for me to react. He was good-looking. His glossy straight brown hair was parted in the middle and fell nearly to his shoulders around his tanned young face. His eyes were a clear pale blue and heavy-lidded in that sexy “bedroom” way. His lips were full and his teeth perfect and white over his manly dimpled chin. “Hey, I know you. You used to work at the warehouse. Shit what happened to your face?”

“I had an accident, come on in” Of course I hadn’t ordered a pizza but I was glad of the young man’s company, and very glad to see that no harm had befallen him since my forced accusation had placed him in danger of Mr. Golden’s wrath.

“It must have been bad. Is that why I haven’t seen you around?” He placed the pizza on the table next to a bag of weed Jason had left sitting out.

“A car thing. I lost some teeth and cut up my face. Yeah that’s why I left. Hold on, I’ll get some money.”

As I went into the other room, he called out, “Hey can you spare a beer? This is my last delivery and I’m fucking dying of thirst.”

“Sure, help yourself.” I had a stash of about a hundred dollars that I kept for emergency hustlers. Luckily, Jason hadn’t discovered it yet and I was able to pay the boy. I slipped in a five dollar tip. I heard Evans from the kitchen again, “I guess you heard that I got fired. That’s why I’m doin’ this pizza thing while I look for another job.” Thank god, I thought, Mr. Golden was going easy on him.

“I still don’t know why. That Golden guy is a real shit. Not like his uncle. He was cool.”

I gave him the money and sat down across from him. It was good to see him. It was good to see anybody who didn’t treat me like a dog. Still I wondered what he was doing here. It could have been a mistake. I guessed that type of thing probably happened a lot. Evans said he would really love to get a buzz, and I figured it wouldn’t hurt if we smoked a joint out of Jason’s stash. He’d probably never miss it. I felt like a thief as I rolled it up but then he had bought it with money that used to belong to me.

“Damn, that’s good,” Evans said as he slowly exhaled. His striped pizza shirt was open at the top and he pushed in a long fingered hand and rubbed his chest. I was starting to feel better with the booze and the smoke. As I watched the young man I could feel my dick-ometer starting to go off.

“I’m sorry. I guess I never caught your name?” the kid innocently asked.

“Uh, Richard, Richard Less.”

“Jerome Bartholomew Evans.” He rolled his eyes. “Call me J.B.” He got a funny look on his face. “Uhhhh, they don’t call you ‘Dick’ do they?”

“Some people do.”

He stifled a laugh. “I’m sorry. I’m getting stoned. I bet you got teased in school. I mean. It’s kinda weird.” I just shrugged “What are you up to, you weren’t planning to eat that pizza by yourself were you?”

“Actually, I am pretty hungry. Um….I was just watching some porno movies. “

“Saturday night fuck flicks, huh…”

“You like to watch those kinds of things..?”

“Yeah, I guess, I mean what kind are they?”

I laughed, “Just, you know, fucking. Double penetration mostly.”

“Straight, you mean? I mean you’re gay aren’t you? The guys at the warehouse always said, well, you probably know…”

I knew very well what they said about me and what they called me only barely behind my back. “Oh. Well, yeah, the movies are straight, but me no, you’re right, I’m not.”

”Oh well, fuck, let’s watch ‘em then.

We were on the couch where Robbie and Brent had been an hour before. I had selected one of my hottest movies which featured two girls and six guys (one more girl than I like really, and about six guys too few). Evans had stretched out his long legs and opened his shirt. After a while he started idly rubbing one hand over his smooth tanned chest and bricked stomach and let the other rest on his growing cock-bulge. I, of course, kept my robe tightly closed, my secret covered.

After a few beers he said, “I guess this is just about where you make a move on me.”

I played dumb but my heart was racing, “What do you mean?”

“You know what I mean. Open your mouth.” I did and Evans inspected my jaw closely. “Shit it looks like you had all your teeth pulled out. I thought you sounded kinda funny. You know, mushy. Did you just get it done today?”

“Uh yeah.”

“Jesus your mouth must be sore. You got any pain pills?”

“No. My dentist doesn’t believe in it.”

“Too bad. And it wasn’t just the accident was it? I mean everybody knows a toothless BJ is the bomb.”

“Uh…. You got me. My dentist said he could save some of my teeth, but I just wanted to be able to suck better.”

“Here you are all toothless and shit, and here I am with a nine inch boner.” He smiled and slowly unzipped. Staring into my eyes, he pulled out a long semi-hard horse dick. “You like that, doncha?”

His prick was magnificent and I was instantly struck by the resemblance to Jason’s own dick. Except for the length, it seemed nearly identical, easily as thick as Jason’s meat-beauty at the base, with the same fat mushroom head I had dreamed of sucking. “Yes, I like it a lot.”

“I bet you do. You’re a dirty old man aren’t you? The only thing is, it’s gonna cost you. Fifty bucks. I hate to ask but you know how it is, I’ve got tuition coming up.”

“Fine.” I jumped up to get the money.” He put his hand on my shoulder. “First. A few ground rules. I don’t suck, fuck or kiss. You can blow me and lick my nuts but don’t try to get your finger or your tongue in my ass. That’s just for taking a shit. I’m straight.”

I couldn’t fight off the mental image of having the young man squatting over me with a huge turd pushing into my mouth, but I quickly agreed to his terms. Glad again to have hidden a few bucks away from Jason I brought and placed it in the handsome young man’s hand, kneeling before him. “OK, dude, it’s all yours. Enjoy.” He let me ease the jeans from around his slim tan-lined hips and his long cock sprang into action. I lapped at his tight pink nuts and Evans said, “You can take your robe off if you’ll be more comfortable.”

I told him it wasn’t necessary and I grasped the head of his stiffening organ between my eager lips, lapping down along his turgid shaft and clamping my gums over the sensitive area below his swollen glans. The pizza boy let me take my time while he sipped his beer, and I made slow love to his young manhood using every pleasure trick I had acquired in my busy cocksucking career. The taut skin was velvet smooth beneath my tongue and I applied pressure with my jaw till it throbbed anew. I told myself that the more I ached, the better it felt to him, my pain was his pleasure.

“Oh, yeah…..tell your dentist thank you from me. That’s really fantastic. I’ve got a big load to feed you, too. I haven’t been laid in a while and I been meaning to scratch the dog all week and just haven’t had the time. You’re gonna get it all, and you’re going to swallow it aren’t you?” Of course I was. I was overjoyed that the sexy boy hadn’t asked for a rubber. I was sucking his gorgeous dick raw. I gobbled his rod, taking it way past my tonsils, making him moan.

“Oh, yeah, hold it there. Just like that. Don’t you fucking move!” I felt him kick in my mouth and a hot blast of semen gushed into my throat. I backed off just enough to catch the next thick squirt at the back of my mouth. I wanted to taste it. Then his engorged dick head lunged into my tonsils seeking the cunt-warmth at the back of my throat. I sucked the last drops of semen from his long tool and reluctantly let it drop from my mouth. I went back to licking his balls, holding tight to his muscular legs relishing the moment. A sound came from the kitchen. Evans jumped up shaking me off him, aware that he was about to be caught with a cocksucker in his lap. By the time Jason walked into the room he was zipped up, but his belt and shirt hung open and I was still kneeling at his feet.

“Well, hello boys. Having a good time?” It was clear that he was pissed and strange to say, I think a little jealous.

I needed to get Evans out of there without an incident. “Hi, Jason. This is a friend of mine from work.” It didn’t seem a good idea to give the boy’s name to the angry jock. Evans stammered hello, buttoning his shirt.

“Did he suck your cock?” Jason asked.

Evans shrugged, “Yeah, I guess he did.” He was slightly taller than Jason and though not quite as buff, I could see that he had no fear of the other boy.

“Was it good? Is he a good cocksucker?”

”Maybe you already know..” Evans leered. Jason turned red.

“No. No you see I don’t let fags swing on my dick.”

“Maybe you should try it. Looks to me like you’ve got some stress you need to work out.”

Nobody said anything for a minute, so Evans added, “I guess I better be going.”

“What’s your hurry? You haven’t really got to know our friend here. See, he isn’t just an excellent cocksucker, he’s a multi-talented fruit. Take stress management for instance. He’s really good for that.”

“Stand up,” he ordered me. I did and Jason hauled off and popped me hard right in the eye, as he had done to Robbie earlier in the evening. I fell to the floor and Evans said, “Jesus fuck! You don’t have to do that man. He’s not fucking with you!”

“Oh it’s OK, tell the man you like it.”

I looked up into Evans face, my eye already starting to swell and said, “He’s right. I love it when he beats me up. I really do.”

“Now you do it,” Jason told Evans. It sounded like an order.

“Fuck no.”

“Come on. He wants you to.” I nodded in agreement and brought myself to my feet, standing in front of Evans, smiling my toothless grin. I was actually dying of shame but I had to obey my master.

“Show him your ass.”

I turned around and lifted the robe, exposing my brutalized hindquarters.

“See what I mean, she’s a pain freak. Didn’t she tell you? Go ahead. Slug him.”

Evans looked at me, fascinated. Then he pulled back and let me have it across my other eye. He wasn’t as brutal as Jason but I staggered back nonetheless. Then Jason dropped the bomb. “Show him.”

I hung my head and opened my robe. Evans stared in disbelief at the smooth scarred flesh below my gut. Suddenly he looked sick and in seconds he was out the back door puking in the yard.

“Did you enjoying corrupting that boy, faggot?”

I nodded shamefully.

“Good, because that little wienie he was feeding you is scheduled for removal. He’s Golden’s meat. Royal and those guys were supposed to come over and cut his dick off tonight but they got fucked up somehow. It’ll happen real soon. That freak Bray must have got all turned on seeing you. He wants that chump dicked and brought to him. I think he wants to keep him for a butt boy.”

I should have known that it was no coincidence, Evan’s coming here. I felt sick at the thought of that handsome boy mutilated against his will.

“Oh maybe you’re thinking of warning him. You’ll never get the chance fag. Come with me.”

Jason took me into the basement where the blocks of ice were by now half melted. He made he stand on one of them, then took the rope, looped it over a ceiling beam and told me to make a noose out of it. Then he made me slip it over my neck and tied my hands in front of me with a strip of rubber which he looped around my waist. Finally he yanked the rope tight around my neck and tied the loose end to a post.

“I’m going to bed. If I think about it, I’ll come down in the morning and cut you loose- if the ice doesn’t melt away and leave you swinging by then.”

As he started to go, I called to him. I was certain I would be dead before morning “Sir, please, let me see your beautiful dick one last time before I die.” I was begging.

Jason scowled up at me. “FUCK YOU,” he spat into my face. Then he went upstairs, shut off the lights and slammed the basement door. In terror of my life, I began to pray. I decided that I would spend the entire night until the noose inevitably choked the life out of me praying- praying to Jason’s dick and to his asshole. MORE