Desperate Men do Desperate Things

   By Rob Loveboy Edits by Len Homber (all rights reserved)

   Chapter Three

   Breaking Timmy's Spirit!

   Alex carried Timmy to the loft bedroom and handcuffed both hands to the
metal rung headboard in a Y position.  Daniel assisted as each tied a foot
to the same headboard.  Spread nicely, pillows were tucked under his lower
back until the perfect level reached, the men could comfortably kneel
behind Timmy and use his ass to the maximum depths their cocks could take
them.  The dildo had been removed when Alex took Timmy to the bathroom for
a pee.  He was pleased to note how clean it was and made a mental note to
keep the kid on a high fiber diet.

   The room was aglow with candles adding to the ambience, bright enough
for Alex to admire the bubblegum-like pink hole.  Not on the agenda, but
appealed to him suddenly was the urge to taste it while it was still
virginal and still intact for the time being.  Daniel was at Tim's left
side going down on him again, Alex was front and center eating ass and
occasionally sucking both balls into his mouth for a tongue basting.

   If Timmy was enjoying his moments of pleasure shown him, he didn't give
any indication, although Alex felt the boy's rectum relax after a while,
his tongue gaining another precious quarter-inch, and the kid had stopped
complaining about his uncomfortable position.

   The time was right.  Tim wouldn't see it coming.  Alex reached for his
shaving kit on the nightstand.  The contents were basic toiletries, what he
wanted was the lubricant and the small tube of `Anbesol.' He never missed a
moment licking Timmy's ass as he thoroughly lubed his cock then liberally
applied the baby teething cream over Tim's rectum.  He read somewhere where
the mild local anaesthetic also served as a temporary numbness of the
rectum allowing a relatively painless penetration as far as the gates of
the sphincter where the element of surprise in one shove made passage much
easier for the recipient.

   Alex's long slim cock slid forward without much resistance ...  he
definitely felt the muscles contract when Tim's body reacted to the
intrusion.

   "FUCK!  TAKE IT OUT YOU BASTARD; IT FUCKING HURTS!"

   Daniel gave up noshing the chicken-dick and suggested, "Maybe we should
gag him to keep him quiet?"

   Alex laughed, and said, "Nah, it adds to the whole eroticism!  No one's
going to hear him up here.  When he settles down a little bit you can sit
on his chest and fuck his face.  If he bites you ...  punch him in the head
a few times."

   And Timmy didn't disappoint.  He screamed bloody murder.  Alex fully
expected that and pounded harder, music to his ears.  Restrained as he was,
Tim could do very little other than wriggle his hips in defence
unsuccessfully trying to eject Alex's cock.  Unsuspectingly naive, he only
added to Alex's erotic pleasure with his twisting.

   Daniel jerked the kid off watching Alex plunge forward and then back. 
Sweat was dripping off the man's forehead onto Timmy's stomach, the heat
from the fireplace rising up to the loft was excruciating and soon
everyone's body was wet.  Alex slowed down, he didn't want to cum and ruin
his long time lust of fucking a boy.

   Tim settled down as well, enough for Daniel to assume the position with
his cock so hard it ached.  Daniel resisted clamping down his jaw.  The
usually meek and mild man slapped the boy's face with a smack and held his
nostrils closed.

   "That hurt me as much as it hurt you, okay?" Daniel said with empathy,
"Just do what you're told and don't make me do it again!"

   Whether Timmy submitted due to the painful slap or gasping for air
didn't really matter, Daniel took advantage and shoved his thick cock into
the boy's mouth warning him again about his teeth lest he forgot.

   The headboard was slamming the log wall, Daniel had his hands over the
top for support and yelped when his fingers buffered the first blow of
metal to wood.  Alex thought sure that Timmy had bitten the man and was
about to grab his testicles when he heard Daniel say something about the
headboard.  He laughed.

   Timmy was being fucked hard from both holes.  Not only was the headboard
complaining of its abuse, the old metal-spring bed frame ground metal on
metal to the goings on above.

   Alex came in a thunderous orgasm, he had barely squeezed the last few
drops when Daniel was beside him and eager to take his turn.  Timmy only
grimaced and grunted loudly as the larger girth spread him wider.  The man
was gentle, however, giving him time to adjust with only short, slow
strokes.  He knew he had been conquered, the fight drained out of him
perhaps because of the exhaustion he felt and the numbness that enveloped
his whole body.  Not even the ropes burned and hurt his wrists and ankles
when the man picked up the pace thrashing into him until suddenly it all
came to an end.  * * *

   Alex then secured a long chain between the handcuffs on Tim's one ankle
and the footboard giving the boy the flexibility of motion in the bed.  His
arms were free and he was able to sit up to drink a cola and munch on a
large bowl of chips, peanuts, and pretzels brought to him by Daniel after
the men went downstairs naked together to have a few leisurely cocktails.
He could hear them talking about their conquest and the fun they were yet
to have with him.  He felt ashamed, his bum hurt like hell and his
strangely ever hard cock ached as a sad reminder.  Yves had checked him and
happily said there was no tearing and applied some vaseline, Timmy, unsure
if that was to ease his pain or prep him for the next session.

   Also, he felt more relaxed after Adan gave him another needle.  He hated
the two men worse than he hated his father who went out for a pack of
smokes one day and never came back or was heard from again, but they were
being kind to him in the end.  His mind grew foggier and the last thing he
thought before going to sleep was in his own survival methods; he would
swallow his pride and give the men blowjobs to the best of his ability and
maybe, just maybe, they would leave his ass alone.

   * * *

   The men were already talking about their next of prey.  A thirteen year
old that Alex described as a beauty, blond, blue-eyed with the features of
a Swede.  He was stalking the kid in the mornings going to school, knew his
route and exactly where he would meet up with a friend and continue on to
school.

   "His buddy isn't so hard on the eyes either." he chuckled, "Maybe we
should consider adding another kid to the menu ...  damn, it would be hot
watching them do each other!" Both men felt a stirring in their groin at
the possibility.

   "I'd really like one that could cum." said Daniel.  "I want to taste
boy-cum so bad." "I still say there's hope for Timmy.  He's well developed
enough less the hair, but I was like that, too." Alex thought once again.
"Maybe we'll put a little more effort into it in the morning ...  play with
his prostate.  I've read where lots of guys are sensitive there.It's how
they get sperm from bulls and horses for artificial insemination.  I've
tried on myself but can never seem to find the g-spot.  I`m beginning to
think I don't have one!" Both men roared at the humor.

   "Personally, I never tried.  Didn't know anything about that stuff as a
kid, otherwise you can bet I would have been searching it out while jerking
off."

   Alex got his laptop, Daniel wasn't sure why the man had a need, but he
didn't say anything.  Minutes later, Alex was beaming with glee.  "There he
is ...  Timmy Miller on Facebook ...  and he seems to have quite a few kids
as friends."

   Daniel was confused.  "So, what's your point?"

   "My point is ...  we can take his blindfold off now."

   "And let him see out faces?  Are you nuts?"

   "After we take pictures of him sucking cock and getting fucked and
threaten to put them on Facebook if he's thinking of telling anyone ... 
most boys don't ever tell that they were fagged-off.  Kids know that not
everyone in their circles will be sympathetic ...  boys are boys, some will
bully the hell out of him.  I planned on telling him that ...  but this
just makes it so much nicer in assuring his silence." Alex gloated.

   "Won't his mother question his whereabouts for the weekend?"

   "Maybe.  That's where he would have to be creative.  Say that he was at
a friends place, or decided to go camping for the weekend and forgot to
tell her.  Whatever, that's his problem ...  but the last thing he'll do is
tell the truth."

   "You're fucking amazing!  You've figured everything out."

   "I told you, I put a lot of thought into this over the years.  Even a
contingency plan.  The most dangerous part is the abduction ...  which you
failed at miserably." he laughed, reminding Daniel what a blithering idiot
he was when they snatched Timmy.

   "I know that, but I think next time will be easier now that I know what
to expect."

   "Good --because the next time is going to be two boys ...  a little
bigger and stronger than Timmy!" he said more to himself, the wheels
turning in his head already thinking of strategy.

   * * *

   The men went to bed with Timmy cuddled between them.  They leisurely
caressed the sleeping boy's body; the mild sedative Alex had given him
would last several hours.  The men talked about fucking him again in his
oblivious state and decided that would be no fun, everyone needed their
sleep ...  tomorrow was another day, and no one was going anywhere.

   * * *

   Timmy woke up screaming, he was having a nightmare ...  no, most people
wake up from a nightmare, he was still living his.  The two men at either
side tried to calm him down somewhat; his very demons in the flesh and
blood touching him.  They were being very nice, shushing him, telling him
everything was alright, it was only a bad dream.  Then why did his rectum
hurt?  His penis had deflated finally, but even that still ached he
wondered why he stayed so stiff during his ordeal.  Did he kinda like what
the men were doing to him?

   "I have to pee." Timmy advised.

   "There's a bucket for you to use on the floor at the right side of the
bed.  You have plenty of chain to get out of bed and do your business."
Alex said.  He kicked down the sheet exposing all three naked, both men
erect.  "And after yer done, get down there and take care of Yves and me
with your mouth and hands like we taught ya."

   A slight tug at the chain after Timmy peed was a subtle reminder.  He
felt his way to the foot of the bed and positioned himself between the
men's legs.  With all the courage he could muster, Timmy felt around for
what he knew would be his two new toys for the rest of the weekend if he
was going to survive.  Murder was never mentioned, but he wouldn't put it
past the meaner man, Adam.

   Timmy stroked the men, they seemed slightly larger than he remembered,
like sometimes when he woke up with a pee-hard.  He hoped they weren't
going to piss in his mouth ...  he would puke for sure all over their
crotches.  He knew the men by feel, Adam was long and thin, Yves, shorter
but meaty.  Adam seemed to be in charge, so he went down on him first
hoping to please him for no other reason than to calm the savage beast and
put himself into the man's good favor.

   "Do the two of us same time, don't pause on the handjobs, just rotate
using your mouth." the boss instructed.

   Timmy hoped that the first man to cum would squirt in the air and not in
his mouth when he was busy on the other cock, but he knew in his heart that
wasn't going to happen.

   Alex was impressed.  The boy was doing his best.  No hesitance or
mouthing off, he was actually getting better at only having to be reminded
that balls need attention as well, something Timmy couldn't hide his
distaste for, but obliged his captors, as well as swallowing both men's
snot-like gunk.  He was rewarded.  Both ravished his genitals and bum hole
as he knelt on the bed between them.  The finger up his bum turned from
pain to pleasure as much as he tried to deny the sensation and never admit
it, Alex knew.  His cock was hard again, Alex was pleased to hear Daniel
slurping and cooing over it --the man couldn't get enough of the boy's
cock-- a lifetime of being denied the pleasures of boy flesh at the mercy
of societal moral standards.

   * * *

   Timmy was taken downstairs and ankle chained to the fireplace gas pipe.
Permitted to remove his blindfold, Alex deciding to take the chance, he
watched cartoons lying on the bearskin rug in front of the fireplace, the
morning chill causing him goose bumps over his naked body soon relieved by
the blazing warmth as Alec and Daniel made breakfast wearing terrycloth
robes.

   Daniel couldn't resist taking pictures of the innocent yet erotic sight
of young reddish-blond boy with firm plump buns, his head supported by his
palms and lower legs bent and swaying subconsciously, the thin chain from
his ankle jingling.  He looked like any twelve year old on a Saturday
morning in front of the television ...  except Timmy wasn't laughing as the
Road Runner outwitted Wile E Coyote once again, he was deep in thought on
how he was going to escape wherever the hell he was.

   * * *

   Timmy was unchained in order to take a shower with Alex, first giving
the man a blowjob standing in front of him sitting on the throne doing his
business.  It was humiliating to say the least.  He eyed the bathroom
window, small, but big enough for him to crawl through should he ever get
the chance.

   "Timmy, my man ...  you are getting so good at sucking cock!" Alex
praised sincerely.  "When ya get home you'll be blowing all the men in the
neighborhood!"

   "I doubt it." said Timmy with venom.  "I ain't no fag like you guys
are."

   Alex laughed, "I'm not a homosexual, Timmy.  I'm boysexual ...  I only
like sex with young boys.  A boy is a lot like a woman; soft skin, feminine
voices, weak minded, two hands, a mouth and a hole to fuck.  The added
bonus you hold over a woman is you have a cock that I'd much rather suck
than lick a smelly pussy anyday."

   * * *

   Alex was in the shower giving Timmy privacy to finish with his hygiene.
Alex had bought the boy a toothbrush, but still he was taking longer than
he should joining him in the shower.  Alex peeked from the shower curtain
to see only Timmy's legs as he struggled to climb out of the window.

   Alex was quick as a fox stepping over the tub and grabbing Timmy's right
ankle just before he would fall the short distance to the ground and run
totally naked destination unknown in the unfamiliar territory, nonetheless,
any which way would mean freedom.

   "DANIEL, GET YOUR ASS IN HERE NOW!" he screamed with urgency.

   Daniel was cleaning up from breakfast when he heard the yell for help
and ran into the bathroom to see Alex struggling with what had to have been
Timmy's foot.

   "Get outside and grab him ...  I don't think I can hang onto him much
longer."

   In a flash, Daniel was outside and around the back of the cabin to see
Timmy dangling from the window with his arms extended on a few feet from
the ground and his free leg kicking to break free.  Daniel threw his arms
around the torso and screamed for Alex to let go.

   Timmy kicked and punched Daniel until the man dropped him and lay over
the weaker body.  Alex was there in a flash hauling up the crying boy by an
arm with enough force it could have caused a dislocated shoulder.  Timmy
was frightened to death.  Just the expression on the naked man's angry face
was horrifying.

   "Where the fuck you think you're you going, you little shit head?" Alex
yelled.

   "I give you a few minutes freedom and ya go and blow it."

   Alex hauled the boy into the cabin and up to the loft where he chained
all four limbs spread eagle to the bed with Timmy on his stomach sobbing.
He extracted the belt from his pants and whipped the kid's ass over and
over until Daniel intervened and took the belt away.

   "That's enough, Alex.  He's been punished enough, okay?"

   Alex never realized his cock was rock hard from beating Timmy.  He
sprawled his full weight on the boy and without lube or spit forced his
cock inside the screaming boy who was cursing like a trooper.  Alex was not
gentle.  Even his own cock ached as he mercilessly rammed it up the dry
tight chute.  All Timmy saw before he passed out in pain was Daniel
stroking his large cock biding his turn.

   to be continued . . . 

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