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He was only fourteen when he was done. He was pretty, with close cropped blond hair and a slim, smooth skinned body. The smooth flesh between his legs provided him with his source of income. Those old ladies could not get enough of his long penis and his two plump testicles. If they paid the money they could have them. And pay they did. They sure did dirty things to him when they had him stripped. But he had gotten used to it, and he was making money. Being a male whore was not so bad. Until that night, the night his whole life suddenly changed. There was nothing unusual about the stretch limo that had pulled up that night, or nothing unusual about the two female inside. Often he was used by two, or sometimes even three women together. The women in the back had got out of the car and approached him. She was tall, with long black hair, and pretty in a hard sort of way. She made no secret about what she wanted. She agreed the price without hesitation, but wanted to see the goods first. Again there was nothing strange about that request. Many of the clients requested the same thing. She took him down a dimly lit alley, and leaned him back against the wall. He was wearing a pair of shorts , high cut in order to show off his bulge. She unzipped them , inserted her hand and drew out his penis and nuts. She examined his penis, milking back the foreskin. She paid a lot of attention to nuts, her fingers searching and feeling for the contents of his soft sac. " You will do," she said, come on, get in the car". The woman who was driving was rather plump with short blond hair. She never said a word as the drove out of the city. They had driven into the desert for about twenty miles when they stopped. This was nothing new, many of his female clients took him to the desert to strip and use him. It was totally deserted out here. The dark haired women told him to get out. She took a blanket from the trunk and laid it on the ground a short distance from the car. The driver stayed sitting in the car, which surprised him. " Ok, she said, " strip and lie on the blanket". He did as she said, lying back and opening his legs. She stood over him, gazing at his naked young body. Kneeling beside him she took hold of his scrotum. " You have big testicles for a boy so young" she said quietly. Then she said very calmly, " I am going to rape you now". And rape him she did. He had never experienced such a frantic violent assault before. He had cried out with pain a couple of times when she really hurted him between his legs. Then she had calmed down, put his penis into her mouth and emptied his sac. She led him back to the car, weak and trembling. Still naked he gulped down the drink she gave him. She smiled as she watched him drink. Then it started. He felt himself go dizzy and weak. Totally confused, his head spinning, he felt his body go numb. Then , somehow, he was sitting on her lap, his back to her. He could not struggle, could not move, his whole body seemed numb. Her hands were grasping him behind his knees now, pulling them up to his shoulders. He could hear her voice, as if in the distance, making soothing noises. " There now , be a good boy, it will soon be over, soon be over". Then he realised the plump woman, the driver, was kneeling between his legs. Her face seemed to swim into view, she seemed to be smiling. He could not move, why could he not move?. Through the haze he could see her fingers holding his scrotum, she was washing it with something. He could hear those distant voices again. " Always easier to do them after they come, they hang down better in the sac after they come". The woman holding him open had her mouth to his ear, now nibbling him. " We are going to do you now little boy" she breathed into his ear, this is where you get the knife". She had barely finished when he felt the pain between his legs. Outside, the desert was still and silent, moonlight glinting on the roof of the parked car. Then a high pitched scream shattered the silence. Followed shortly afterwards by another. The screams of a young boy in the process of being castrated. Then silence except for the muffeled sobbing. The window of the limo slid down silently, and two ovals of flesh, which had hung, up to a few moments ago between a boys legs, were tossed out on to the sand. To be continued.
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