In The Hole

In The Hole

Chapter 4

by roccodadom44

roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

WARNING

this story contains underaged sex, snuff, gay,scat, and just about any other kink, if this turns you off, please be an adult, go elsewhere....rocco

   I'm sure we looked like animals to the cowering boy, our cocks twitching, smiles of lunatics, I was fucking drooling, ogling the tiny, brown skinned pussy cuffed before us, mm mm, his ass was built to pound, as his body twisted, no where to go cunt, we owned him. Spent time groping him silly, his nipples puffy, we twisted them good, his belly so soft, Bri using his fist to pound him hard, I had a finger up his butt, so tight, waving it around, his pleas in Mex, no comprendo homo, took my finger out, shit stained, Bri and I sniffing it, very heady, stuck my finger in the fags mouth, he bit me, hard, I punched his face harder, two teeth dropped out, don't bite me cunt.

   Bri ramming his sexy knee into the boys balls, he was hanging by his wrists, his legs wobbly, Bri had swelled those little brown balls good. We uncuffed him, dragged him to the bed, time for a Mexican boy cunt buffet, help yourself, Bri started ramming his fat cock down baby browns busted mouth, I was eating his tasty asshole, so tight, so soft, lots of shit residue, poopy boy, his balls tasted good, he was a good tasting boy, Bris giggles, we had to cook him, yeah, but we would enjoy him first, lot of fun to be had with this sexy fuck toy.

  My love for Brian so deep, I let him go first, just like with Ricky, calling him my little cherry picker, he loved it, his cock so excited, gave it a wet kissing, tongued his sexy fuck hole, told him to do the Mexican cunt good, he was a whirling demon, drilling the fuck senseless, how the fag screamed, babbled in spic, who cared what he said, he was a doll, that's all. Brian rutted the whiner hard, but he was quick, telling me it felt so good, he was so tight, I would see about that.

  His little hole was gaping, Brian's cherry cream pie dripping, my cock looking absurd against his tiny cheeks, Bri peeling them back, wanting me to go all nine first thrust, he screamed till he lost his voice, I split him open, his anus torn, blood running, I got busy, raping him, breaking him, he would be a warm, silent boy cunt when we finished with him, something to use on cold winter nights, like a spare blanket.

  My rutting endless, power fucking his ruined shitter, his tears running, body trembling, Bri yanking is adorable nipples crazy, covering the tacos face in spit, we worked him nice, his ass a joy to spank, his tiny cock fun to hurt, Bris long nails bloodied the little penis, I battered his swollen balls till he pissed himself, Bri swallowing lots of it, swapping it with me, mm mm, warm, tasty boy wine, couldn't be beat, but the fag could, and we did.

  My cum big, swore it was possible to cum to hard, as I was dizzy, laying on our Mex fag, panting crazy, Bris words of love, sweet in my ear, the fuck dolls gentle sobs music to our ears, he was broken, defeated, no hope, mm mm. We got all our bloody cum from his gaping shit hole, fed it to him, he ate it, good, we could just love him the rest of the night.

We bathed him, the water turning red from his split rectum, we pissed him all over, he seemed resigned to it, opened his mouth, Bris sign language working, we filled his little belly with our urine, he served a purpose. We made him up, lots of makeup, lipstick, perfume, lights low, scented candles burning, the smoke from the party down stairs making us ill, we played our baby slow and sensual, lots of massages, warm oil rubbed into his tender, sexy brown skin, tender kisses, he was relaxing, his anus on view, still a little blood, Bri licked it up, but it looked tight, ready for more cock.

  We had him smoke weed with us, made him swallow the Percocet and Viagra, sip the glass of wine, we would mellow him, then show him how much fun it was to be a boy/girl, Bri was falling in love with him, wanted him for a little sister, that would work. Two sexy boy cunts, I would be up for that, also it pleased me that Bri wasn't jealous, he finally got it, I would always want Bri, even as he aged I would want him in my life, his getting that sure made it all easier.

   Tickled him till he peed again, this time I drank it, he had good tasting urine, some boys didn't, he did, then passed some to Bri, we burped together, the taco smiled, we both frenched him, he responded, his dark, little cock grew to three inches, good for him, he was saving his life, really saving it, as I made the call, he would happy up our coming dreary winter, we could always find a victim, happy, willing boy cunts a lot harded to come by, pun intended. Besides as I told Brian, we could always trade him at the farm, the winters party only three months away, something to think about.

  The yelps and barks from downstairs were loud and often, as the others got after Sally and Betsy, we watched over the rail for awhile, living porn, Bri and I rock hard, the taco was snoring away on the bed, we would wake him soon, both of us horny for more young boy cunt. Mary and Joe were using a live electrical cord to torment Sally, how sexy his tits looked flopping around, his body trashed, head to toe cuts, bruises, stripes, burns, we had used the fuck up. Jason, Mark, and Sean were airtighting Betsy, she was yelping with joy as they rutted her hard, lots of grunting going on, her tits getting massed groped, Bri and I swapping spit, stroking each others throbbing cocks, complimented him, his cock was growing, had to be eight inches, fattening up, almost as mine, called him my son he dived to his knees, buried his tongue in my shitter, boy knew how to show his love.

I knew we should let the boy sleep, but his ass was so sexy, he was sleeping on his side, curled up, his butt pointing at us, we could see his cunt hole, some dried blood, otherwise it looked good to go, we did. I went balls deep, he woke with a scream, his eyes bugging, body shaking, as I power rutted him, all my energy battering his tiny rectum, my cock looking even bigger against his small bum, Bri was working the fags cock, it was hard, drippy, the Viagra working, he would learn to associate pain and pleasure, we were building a fuck doll. I didn't last long, my cum sweet, cock dirty, he was a bleeder, his not wanting to clean me, over my knee he went, a savage ass whooping, Bri passing me a paddle, wrapped in coarse sandpaper, of course, I bloodied him good, Bri taking over when I tired, this illegal cunt would obey us, that he would learn right quick.

His tears sexy, the way his little body was wracked with sobs, he was standing holding his on fire cheeks, feet shuffling, little brown cock all hard and excited, he liked to be beaten, I guess. Bris turn to rut the baby, he took him doggy style, at one point Bri was squatting, so he could drive up the ripped cunt deeper, his giggles, he could feel my hot seed squshing around, he wanted to add to that mess, his balls churning, as I stroked his sexy ass, loved to watch it flex on his thrusts,mm mm, no one had a sexy tush than my lover. I could spend forever watching my baby rut a fag, Brian was so sexy when he was cocking some young boy cunt, his joy obvious, his meanness on display, lots of cruel words, ass slaps, spit,mm mm, baby knew how to treat boy pussy.

We slept with the boy between us, lots of cock jabbing, pinches, gropes, fuck him, we were tired, we slept. Funny, I woke in the night, didn't smell the familiar aroma of Bri, he always wore Obsession for me, instead I smelled the dirty Mex, he smelled rotten, yuck, I roughly threw him on the hard, cold floor, his cries, Bri woke, giggled when he realized I deep sixed taco boy. I told him to chain the fag to the wall, he was back in bed quick, his sexy caboose against my cock, his warmth relaxing me, his smell soothing, I told him of my love for him, his soft purring, the way his ass globes rubbed against me, letting me know who owned his cunt, my baby. My hard meat went up his cunt with a lovers familiarity, he was still tight, wet, warm, perfect boy cunt, his tits right sized for holding onto as my passion soared, violent cock thrusts, his sweet pantings, grunts, words of love, Bri adored getting rutted by me.

  To wake with my boy, our bodies welded together, so nice, my kisses covering his warm naked skin, his love sighs, giggles, the way his fat cock twitched in my hand, his cockhead leaky, his bum rubbing me, luring me, begging me, I was balls deep, one thrust, his moan sexy, his cheeks clinching, locking me in heaven, my arms circling his body, my mouth tasting his sexy skin, we made love the way every in love couple should, completely, merging our bodies, connected by much more than my nine inches up his rectum, we were forever, came to me bright as day, I would marry Brian, he would turn eighteen in January, so cute how he worried that I wouldn't want him after that magic number, would be fun making him my wife, I still owned a house on the Cape, in Massachusetts, would declare it my adress, marry Bri, give him a real gift of security, felt good knowing our love was that deep. Wanted to wait to the others were gone, would propse to my baby, I had a fake ring, let him pick his own later, let him have his prewedding bliss.

  That my baby was sucking my soiled cock, more like making love to it, only made me more sure, this boy was special. We didn't even bother with the dirty illegal, both of us high on love, and the fatty we shared in bed, nice to get blown away before even getting out of bed, made everything mellow, relaxed. We gave each other golden showers, much giggles, swallows, piss swaps, kissed mad while we were both lathered in suds, he looked so feminine, his cheeks pink, lips so edible red, his skin so soft, his nipples poking through the soap, my girl, my fiance. Gave his forehead a tender kiss after toweling him off, we decided naked was the dress of the day, we wore our matching alligator skin cowboy boots, dyed blood red, what else, Bri applied a trace of Obsession, let me have a whiff of his breast and neck, oh, my baby had allure.

The little darkie had pissed the floor, asshole, we gave him a brutal stomping, he hanging by his skinny arms, legs rubber, toes busted, he pissed some more, double asshole, I cut him down, dragged the fag by his hair, Bri taunting him good, the little cry baby crashed down the stairs behind me, boom, boom, boom, when I reached the main room, everyone was up, having coffee, smoking, watching Betsy and Sally fist fuck each others asses, I tossed the whiner on the floor at their feet, their looks of lust enough, told them the slag wasn't house broken, if anyone wanted at him, now was the time, as he was spending the day outside, freezing temps be damned, little fucker wouldn't sullie our love nest, dirty Mexican cunt.

They all fairly leaped at the terrified boy, he was lost in a sea of adult lust, the guys vying for his cunt, Mary attacking his nipples, using her lighter to fry the little berries, his screams sweet, high pitched yodels of indignation, silly boy, this was the warm up, strange, but I wanted the ugly fag gone, my desire to be alone with Brianna was stunning, even now, as the others abused the taco nasty, he was on my lap, we were sharing a hot tea, he feeding me bits of a bagel, both rock hard, I mean, our sadistic friends were doing the toy right, as impossible as it seemed, Mark, Jason, Sean, and Joe all had their over sized cocks in the in shock fag, two in his comically stretched piehole, and two ripping his anus up, blood flowing nice, the guys loving the warm wetness of it on their plunging weapons. Mary was tormenting the sobbing kids balls, burning them, then rubbing alcohol on them, the way he squirmed thrilled them all, their cum drenching him, he lay on the floor, panting, bleeding, a messy fuck doll.

Had Mary and Bri stick the Vicks coated rod up his little weenie, Bri duct taping it in place, giggling that he wanted the ugly fag to suffer, mm mm, Mary lodged the coated, oversized plug up the tacos destroyed anus, laughing she could park a full sized sedan up there. He danced in pain, we whipped him with coiled up ropes, spitting on him, telling the Mexican jumping bean to dance right outside, his fear, pleas in spic, fuck off, I dragged him to the nearest tree, chained him, pissed on him, left him, naked, bloody, covered in spit, piss, man juice, freezing in the thirty five degree temps, wind chill in the twenties, suffer fag.

  Betsy and Sally, he was a mess of cuts, burns, and bruises, served us a huge breakfast, everyone mellow, a little sadness, the party over, our guests leaving soon, Joe already had caged Ricky in his truck, telling us we would see the new improved fuck doll at the Farms winter party in January. The boys gave Sally another beating, lots of fist bombs raining down on that sad sack, before they stowed him, hogtied, in their trunk, we would never see Sally again, we didn't even pretend to care, he was boring, cardinal sin for boy cunt, though my Bri got in a sweet ball stomp as they dragged the barking fool out the door.

I let the guys rut Betsy again, always a fun time, her parents getting in their last shots, lots of boots to her engineered tits, told them we would bring her to the winter party, sure we would be bored with her by then, Marys giggle, they could sacrifice her, Betsy would make good meat for the closing barbeque, me and Bri wanted to visit this farm so bad, Joe promising to look into getting us an earlier invite, suggesting the taco would be a good bargaining chip, my assurances that he was expendable, holding Bris hand, told Joe they could have the Mex if we could attend sooner, our lust deep, his confidence that we would  be hearing soon, laughed that we should probably bring the taco in, shit, he was half frozen, though we all enjoyed how shruken his wee wee was, his cock had crawled inside himself, fag, we tied him in front of the fire, let him thaw out, as we said our goodbyes, lots of hugs, kisses, meet agains. Joes sudden plea, to take the taco now, he would get him done up like Ricky, me and Bri thrilled, wanted the smelly illegal gone, he was always going to be filthy, it also enhanced our chances of an invite from the Farm.

We kissed deep, hugged, then we opened every window in the house, we even helped Betsy clean, we fumigated the place, I mean it was our home, me and Bri were neat freaks, liked our place proper, the cigarette smell nasty, nasty, cum, piss, and blood stains all over. Laid it out for Betsy, keep us happy, she lived well, she would  be responsible for running the house, keeping it clean, serving as our pain toy now and them, our cum dump on occassion, her yelps of gratitude satisfying to us, nice to have a beast of burden around, freed us to enjoy life, as she slobberred our boots, Bris look of contempt for her sweet, to think I almost switched them, no, Bri was my girl, that was settled for ever.

   I took my baby upstairs, lights low, music soft, as he sat on my lap, my cock between his thighs resting on his cock, I proposed, his shouts joyous, wondrous, baby wanted to be my wife, my legal wife, saying my last name over and over, his telling me, all serious, that he only wanted the cheap plastic ring I slipped on his finger, made my heart flutter, knew I would buy him the largest diamond I could find, baby deserved the best.

We made love, slow, clingy, lots of wet kisses, both of us asleep after we emptied our over worked balls, two guys sated, asleep. Never slept better, there was a certain joy in the air, I felt as if I really had found my special someone, that is a freeing feeling, someone to enjoy life with, Bri and I were together always, the only person who didn't get on my nerves, he didn't bore me, rather, he made everything a little more fun, like he was HDTV, as opposed to bland old television. Our nap was much needed, how sexy his soft girl body as he stretched, yawned, my little fuck kitten, our shower perfect, our tongues playing tag, his body against mine, our mutual need to touch each other, our addiction to each other total, his still disbelieve that he would be my wife, my reassurances nice, told him we would marry day he turned eighteen, January twentieth, was taking him to the Keys for a month long honeymoon, his tears, the way he just lay in my arms, purring, his need to kiss my body, over and over, profess his undying devotion, all any husband to be asks for. Left out that we would stop at Disney World, Bri once telling me that he always wished he had gone, my little wedding gift to him.

  We spent the following week relaxing, day hikes, lots of snow shoeing, there was now a foot of snow on the ground, mostly we hoped to hear from Joe, how we pined to visit the Farm, we told each other fantasies of the place, while we snuggled naked, Bri wanting to sample all the boys, mm mm, my sexy stud girl. I wanted something different, not sure what, knew that the Farm had lots of options, that was a pretty good fantasy in its self. Let Bri savage Betsy daily, his release, her training, my enjoyment, he loved to work her tits, I knew he was jealous, knew I would fatten his tits someday, he could handle a D, the hormones kept him to a B, perfect real tits, but someday I would want him slutted up. Bri loved to coat his arms in Vicks, them double fist bang the cunt, her yelps frantic, his abuse violent, his words nasty, he didn't care for Ms big tits. I always had to join in, to much fun, I would coat her eyes in Vicks blinding her, them use my lighter on her tits and oversized nips, her body flopping with pain, her farts loud, piss squirting around Bris plunging arm, we worked the pig right, she had many cums with her pain.  Mostly we left the pig be, she could run a house, her cooking awesome, we always had fresh baked goodies, and occassionally we double fucked her, her tears of joy, her want to please us deep, we rutted her hard, she wanted more, would die for us, someday.