Message-ID: <21106asstr$942469801@assm.asstr.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: "Todd Sayre" <undersiege69@mindspring.com> Subject: {ASSM} "The Wounded Never Cry" Lines: 288 X-Original-Message-ID: <80ceq8$oef$1@nntp4.atl.mindspring.net> NNTP-Posting-Host: d1.56.c7.dc X-Server-Date: 10 Nov 1999 18:50:48 GMT X-Newsreader: Microsoft Outlook Express 4.72.3110.5 X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V4.72.3110.3 X-To: story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us JMDigest-Score: good -3 Date: Sat, 13 Nov 1999 00:10:01 -0500 Path: assm.asstr.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr.org/Year1999/21106> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-admin@asstr.org> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@asstr.org> X-Moderator-ID: assm-admin ATTENTION: The following story contains graphic sexual content involving the rape of a minor. IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY SUCH—LEAVE!! READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED!! To get an idea as to what the characters in this story look like, click on the link below: http://toddsayre.homepage.com/photoalbum4.html ALL FLAMES WILL BE ENJOYED!!!! 1 Riverside, California November 3, 1999 Our family grew by one this afternoon as my dad brought home my cousin, Eric from San Diego. Our Spanish-tiled, two-bedroom bungalow was small enough for my parents and I, but when Eric showed up it got way smaller. Dad informed me that I was going to have share my double bed with Eric at night. I didn't mind. I was looking forward to it. Ever since my friend Hector and I started fooling around at his house one day, jerking off and touching each other's dicks, we ventured into the world of sex by sucking on each other until we both drank sperm. The experience was intriguing to me and for weeks, up to this point, I had been dying to suck dick. Hector and I never fooled around since and our friendship remained untainted by sex or that perverse curiosity. But now that Eric was here, I was going to get a cock back in my mouth each night, perhaps more and Eric wouldn't tell a soul. As a matter of fact, things would be weird. Let me explain. I'm Bobby Da Silva age twelve. Eric is seventeen. When you molest, you're always the one that's bigger and older. But in this case, Eric has the mentality of a three year-old. When Eric was ten, he drowned in a Summer time pool, but was revived successfully only to emerge from his watery grave brain damaged. Eric doesn't talk, only grunts. So as my parents sleep away tonight, I'll be sucking on his big, fat cock—drinking his cum and giving my cousin pleasures as we share the bed. I think he would enjoy it. If I were to shove my cock into him(something I never thought of ever doing)I think that I would enjoy that experience as well, but I've been told that butt-fucking hurts. So I would take the necessary precautions later tonight. Eric was a handsome boy. He looked very Hispanic as do I, with his dark brown hair and eyes. Although pretty much retarded today, Eric's body is trim and if you were standing next to him without knowing his mental dysfunction, you could fall in love with him if you were a girl, but Eric was going to have to get used to boy-love. I was going to enjoy my cousin for a week while his parents flew to Mexico City for a much needed vacation. In that span of time, Eric would come to Riverside a virgin and leave corrupted. After dinner, I went into the garage and scrounged around for things I thought I would need to control Eric while in bed. I found a roll of duct tape and some shop rags and snuck them into my room, concealing them under my bed. I even swiped a jar of Vaseline from the bathroom. It seemed like everything was in place and ready to go. Now all I had to do was hold my wad until bed time which was going to take forever. 2 By nine-thirty, Mom ordered me to take a shower and my heart nearly dropped into my stomach as Dad asked me to take Eric with me and bathe him. I tried not to act excited. I just got up off the sofa and took hold of Eric's hand and led him to my room where I got my night clothes. Eric didn't have any so I assumed that he would sleep in his boxers. 3 The warm shower felt good when we stood in its stream, but Eric's soft cock felt even better as I held it in my hand, stroking it until I could feel that muscle grow hard. It was a gorgeous dick. It must have been six to seven inches in length. Knowing that the bathroom door was locked and my privacy guaranteed, I dropped to my knees and stuffed my mouth with Eric's cock. My lips wrapped hungrily around it and I found that I really liked sucking dick. I slid his flesh back and forth into my mouth—milking his firmness with great enthusiasm, pressing tightly trying to get my cousin to squirt. Eric grunted the deeper I swallowed. This incestuous act was pleasuring this dysfunctional kid and his little moans and grunts had gotten me hard and exuberantly horny. With my lips still sliding back and forth on his cock, I took the bottle of shampoo and coated my index finger and stuffed it up Eric's tight asshole. He really grunted when I did so. I shoved it in and out, deep and keeping time with my working mouth, sucking and fucking. After five minutes of molesting my older cousin, Eric began ejaculating—sending a warm stream of his sperm into my mouth. The taste of his spunk had been much like Hector's—salty as a restaurant tortilla chip. My lips squeezed tight around his fat cock and my head bobbed back and forth faster, making Eric cum in heavy streams, coating the back of my throat with globs of his seed. I was having so much fun that I failed to realize that we had been in the shower too long and Mom was bitching. As I dried the two of us off, I thought of Eric's ass. I had cleaned it very good with the shampoo. I had heard stories from the guys at school(during lunch of all times)that they were willing to lick a girls ass if they got the chance. When Hector and I fooled around with each other that day, he had wanted me to give his hole a little lick, but I refused. Hector wasn't all that good looking and his ass didn't appeal to me. But Eric was different. Eric was cute. Eric was clean by my own hand or finger—however you choose to look at it. I would give Eric a lick and see what it was like. I only prayed that once I began my parents wouldn't walk in while I had my face buried in my cousin's ass or with his cock shoved in my mouth. 4 Eric and I had been sent to bed at around eleven-twenty. My parents followed suit twenty minutes later. When I heard their bedroom door close, I began. I pulled my pajama bottoms, which were really black sweats, off as well as my BVD's and sat right over Eric; my ass to his belly. This was exciting. Adventurous. I pulled my tee-shirt off and was now fully nude. If my parents walked in on me at this minute, no amount of explaining would save me. Nevertheless, I started stroking my cock until the life began to bleed slowly into my flesh. Now at the age of twelve, my dick isn't like Eric's, but small and still hairless. Well maybe a pube or two, but basically hairless. Once I was hard, I inched forward along Eric's smooth body, still groping my sex in hand as I got up close to his face. I leaned over so that my groin was to his face. I pressed the tip of my dick against Eric's lips and stroked the head gently from side to side, from one corner of his mouth to the other making my erection painful. Having power over the weak is gratifying and can cause lust to blister. When you impose your will upon someone, the intensity of the orgasm can be overwhelming. When your finished you leave your casualty wounded only to suffer and cry, but for others, the wounded never cry. Eric laid there in bed unmoving, allowing my soft, four-inch cock to glide over his mouth until I pressed hard, his lips giving way and plunging in. His teeth settled on my shaft painfully, but after a little practice, his lips were doing all the work—pleasing me the way Hector had. I began to thrust in, slow at first, shoving my cock little by little to see how deep I could go. I was truly happy when his lips kissed the base of my penis. The whole fucking thing fit perfectly into his mouth. His lower lip kissed my balls. I could go right a head and slam into him. So I did. I rocked back and forth, faster and faster as my lust grew—my groin was literally slapping Eric in the face, making loud "slap-slap" sounds in the room in addition to my gasping lungs as I mouth raped him. My cock felt as if it was on fire. Every thrust of my flesh into Eric's mouth was like stuffing it into a furnace, blazing hot and hellish. His mouth entertained me so, that laying my groin on his face and ramming into him made me feel right at home. In what seemed like electricity surging through my penis, a deluge of sperm came shooting out of me and into Eric's throat. My god, the exhilaration of the moment was intense to say the least. My cousin's warm mouth was consuming my manhood as if in need of it, but those soft lips milked my balls dry. I kept thrusting harder and faster, my balls bouncing off of his chin as the onset of a new climax was beginning to form—then another large string of warm, sticky sperm showered Eric's mouth, this time making him cough and choke as some of the fluid was ingested into his lungs. I never pulled out of him even as he tried to work my seed out of his windpipe. I was too far gone to stop. Every thrust of my groin into his face seemed like natural instinct. Its as if this night had to happen and I wasn't going to argue. As more cum oozed down Eric's throat, I decided that I would let a little urine loose. So I opened up my bladder with the intention of just letting a few trickles of my waste cascade down into his belly, but I lost control and Eric, not grimacing or gagging or attempting to cry, just drank it like it was water. I had managed to empty my bladder into my cousin's belly and then I knew I was not sexually curious, but down right perverted. The dirtier I was with him, the greater my lust. I was having the time of my life in this bed with my parents sleeping in the room next door. 5 Once I was finished with Eric's mouth, I gave him some pretty good kisses, slipping him my tongue and tasting my own spunk and urine along the way. It was all very interesting I must say. I wish I could write a book report for my English teacher, Mrs. Boyd. As she sat and read all the reports to grade them, she'd either piss her panties or faint once I described how I had managed to suck on my cousin's cock and squirt sperm and piss down his throat just for the hell of it. I wonder if I would get an "A" or get expelled. I turned Eric around so that he was lying on his belly. I pulled his boxers off and revealed those smooth, milky-white ass cheeks. He had a great ass. Had Eric not suffered brain damage, I believe Eric would have a girlfriend by now, sneaking to hidden places and fucking the girls, but here he was, this cute seventeen year-old "would-be" girl lover getting raped by his twelve year- old boy cousin. I spread his butt-cheeks apart and looked into the darkness. With the moon light spilling into the room, I couldn't make out Eric's hole. I reached over to the night stand and pulled out my little flashlight(we keep one in every room in case we loose power during earthquakes)and lit up his ass. Eric's hole was clean and very pink. I wanted to give it a good lick, but I was scared. Would it taste like shit? Would he fart in my face or start taking a shit once my tongue settled on his hole? Anything was possible. I lowered my head at his crack and took a whiff. It smelled like ... apples? The shampoo. I had washed his ass with apple-scented shampoo and his ass was still freshly clean. Then I decided to go for it. I spread his legs further apart and planted myself between them. I switched off the flash—parted those soft cheeks and buried my face inside him. My tongue landed on his hole and I gave him a hard lick. There was no discernable taste. It tasted neither bad nor good, much like his cock. So I licked again. Again. Again. It became a feeding frenzy for me as a few licks turned into a meal. I licked him long and hard as if I expected a treat at the center. I really enjoyed being in his ass, having my mouth on his hole. The entire time I was licking, Eric was moaning, not in pain or fear, but in pleasure. Although retarded, he was capable of enjoying sex. I stopped licking his ass, even though I was willing to stay put and lick longer, but my tongue and jaw were aching severely, so I thought I would move onto what I wanted to experience next. I climbed out of bed and reached underneath and retrieved the duct tape, a shop rag and the plastic jar of Vaseline. This was the moment of truth. I stuffed his mouth with a pair of my soiled underwear, then cut a three-inch strip of duct tape, and taped his mouth. I applied generous amount of Vaseline to Eric's hole, working it in and out around the rim, making sure my dick would ease into it nicely. Then I wiped my finger clean with the shop rag. Once finished, I climbed on top and mounted the helpless boy. With the tip of my hard cock, I found the slick hole and pushed hard. His rectum, as tight as it was, squeezed around my dick as I could only get a third of it inside him. I mentioned to you that my cock wasn't that big, but I had ambition and therefore I was in the process of fucking Eric. I hammered at his hole, thrusting hard and fast, trying with all of my heart to dig deeper with every push. My groin once more made that "slap-slap" sound as it kept striking at Eric's bottom in a violent rhythm. I began gasping, loud and labored as I poured my heart into every fiery thrust, filling the room with loud exhalations, steaming the windows and causing Eric to grunt and cry under his gag. Then what seemed like a piss, was a river of sperm, spewing into Eric's cavernous hole, flooding his bowels with the seed of life, the seed of lust. I rammed and ripped into him as fast and as hard as I could manage. The intensity of this fuck would always be with me as I would remember fondly the feeling of my juice as it filled my cousin, the sweat that trickled down my face serving as a testament to the perversion between my legs. This would be the night of all nights. With several hard thrusts, I had squirted the last of my cream into Eric's ass, then dismounted the violated teen. It took me nearly five minutes to catch my breath as I lay beside my cousin. I removed the tape and the dirty briefs from his mouth and gave him a lewd kiss, then simply held him as I rested. I was going to fuck him all over again, suck his cock and flood his belly and ass with more sperm, but I made the terrible decision to rest too long. I fell asleep and so did Eric. 6 Pain. Pain? Not just pain. Excruciating pain. I awoke the following morning to find my father and mother in the room. My father had removed his thick, brown leather belt and was striking my naked body with it, leaving bruises and welts as each blow was delivered. Just before falling asleep last night, I had wrapped my body around Eric's, much the way you do around your lover when sleeping and I made the mistake of not re-dressing Eric or myself. It had been my mother who had found us laying naked and positioned in a sexually suggestive position. That blew my dad's brain. He went ballistic when he saw what I had been doing and began beating me. Well he and mom beat me real good that I ended up in the hospital with broken ribs and horrible bruises. Mom and dad? They went to jail. They told the cops when they were being hauled off that I was molesting my cousin. They checked. That good butt-fucking I gave Eric didn't leave any evidence to suggest that he had been sodomized. There was some irritation, but it was ruled as inconclusive. They said that each time a human being has to take a shit, a bowel movement can cause the same kind of irritation they found on Eric. (Four month's later ...) Because my beating was so severe, I was removed from my parents permanently and I was going to go to a group home, but low and behold, my good friend Hector and his parents really liked me. They took pity on me and decided to make me one of the family. I was adopted by them and Hector and I shared a room. On one particular night, I told Hector how I had fucked my cousin, which only caused him to get real horny. One thing about Hector that he told me that night of my confession, was that he liked boys. He liked looking at them, he dreamed of fucking them and the first time we started fooling around I was certain that it was our last. But now that we are legally brothers, Hector and I renewed our sexual interests. Author's note: I'm not really sure what happened to poor Eric, but I leave it up to you to decide. As for Bobby and Hector, well maybe perhaps they really fall in love by getting laid every day. Who really knows. If I feel up to it, I just might write another part to this. Drop me and email or a post and let me know what you thought. Happy reading! Sincerely, Todd Sayre My homepage can be found at: http://homepages.msn.com/TwentiesCir/toddsayre/index.html -- If you enjoyed this work, take a moment to email the author. Your comments are their only payment. 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