He held me against his hairy, sweaty body. I moved around, trying to break free but not really. The others laughed and taunted us. Someone quoted a film "you sure got a purty mouth" and the others laughed. "I'm gonna cornhole you boy right here and now" he warned and I wiggled as if trying to break free. He knew I could have if I wanted to. "Stand still or else I'll take my belt off and turn your butt and back red" he said. I quieted down a bit. "Should I boys?" he asked. Someone yanked at the front of my jeans and they flew open revealing the fact that not only, didn't I have underwear on but my boy cock was rock hard. "Looks like he wants it Clark" and again they lauged. "OK boy, you got it" I felt him undo his own belt and pants. He yanked the back of my jeans down and his cock was stabbing at me. "Bend the kid over Clark...ain't you ever buttfucked a kid before?" I was nearly naked by that time. Already shirtless, my jeans around my ankles revealed my cock, balls, butt, belly......I felt vulnerable and so turned on I was speechless. "Get on your hands and knees kid....it'll be over real soon" he said to me in a half whisper half full voice. His hands pushed down on my bare shoulders and I was kneeling in the gravel soon thereafter with my hands pressed on some wooden rails in the dirt. My summer job had me working with these country bred, crude and amazingly strong men. We were gratting an old railroad bed for some reason. And I was part of the workforce. "Physical work will do you good" my dad had said as I packed my bag and headed for the train. "My good buddy Clark will take care of what you need" He was an old friend of my Dad's. But unlike my father, he was working class. When I first saw him, I tried not to reveal how immediately I was turned on. His broad defined chest, huge arms and sweat glowing torso made my knees weak. Around the house, I got to see him in his underwear which made my mouth water to work on those mansized round buttocks. And then I saw him naked which made me want to whine until he fed me his cock in my throat and ass. I fantasized about being his bitch all summer long...as I quickly fell asleep each day after my first real hard physical work. As the summer went on, I got stronger and learned to take the ribbing from the men around me. I was the only "kid"...even though I was twenty and had one year of college behind me already. To them, I wasn't even a college kid..just a kid. "Boy by the end of the summer, I bet you learn more then you ever bargained for". His cock found my hole and forced it open....I wanted to yell. But like all the rest of the pain I had learned to endure, I stiffled it. I wrenched my back, banged my knee, my muscles ached from lifting too..but I learned to endure it....savoring the hot shower water spraying on me before I slept each evening. "Ok boy, here we go" Clark said as his big strong hands took a firm hold of my hips....that alone made me want to cum. We had wrestled around the house now and then.....me always breaking it off before he noticed my erection. "A boy like you needs cock" Clark said to me as he pivoted his hips and fucked me with long and hard strokes. "Go Clark, Fuck him harder, Open him up for the rest of us, Look he likes it, his boy cock is drooling" comments came from the others. Some were massaging their own crotches..others were laughing.....and it was true, my boy cock was hard as hell and drooling so much pre cum I thought I was pissing. Clark moved his hands to my shoulders pulling me back onto his cock with stronger jabs....as if to get deeper inside me. I gasped with each stroke....I could feel him inside me. "What the hell are you two doing?" my Mother shreaked when Arthur and I were caught engaging in what became everyday after school play. We had been sucking and fucking each other for three years. "Your mother and I are concerned that when you go to college, you'll go back to doing what you and Arthur did" Dad had said. I told him that was kid stuff and I wasn't interested in that anymore. The Playboy magazines which I purposly littered around my room and the posters of models on my wall were proof of that..so I had hoped. And it WAS true that Arthur and I didn't have sex anymore. He had decided to stop it for fear he was turning queer. As it turned out, he also stopped having sex with Kevin who then admitted to me what was going on..and the two of us took up the action that previously Arthur had provided us both. "OK boy, I'm gonna fill you up....no, turn around" he pulled out of me and turned me around just in time for me to see his huge cock spit its white juices all over my face and body. The group around us laughed and applauded. "Shit Clark how much sperm you got in you?" He came all over me in what seemed like oceans. I started to wipe it off. "No, kid you'll wear it the rest of the day....I want to see it dry on you..so you know you're our new workbitch" "Guess it's my turn" another man yelled out and I heard his metal belt buckle clatter as he began to move. "No..he's mine" Clark said putting his hand on my bare butt. "But I'll share him with you soon enough. Pull em up..time to get back to work" I was silent during the ride home in Clark's truck. My shirt was in my lap and my bare chest was drying from the sweat and Clark's cum from lunch break. "You ok?" he asked. "Yes Sir" I said. It was the first time I said "sir" to him. "Get a shower and come back down" he said to me. Usually I showered and hit the sack..often without dinner. But tonight he wanted me to do something else. I showered and dried off. When I went into my room to get dressed, my clothes were missing. "Here wear this from now on when you're home..nothing else" he threw a black leather thing at me and left saying "report to me downstairs boy" I looked at it. It was too big for my wrist or ankle..too small for my waist and just right for my neck. It was about two inches wide and had a series of metal studs on it. I had seen kids wear them to rock concerts and dances. It looked good on me. I again looked around and realized Clark had said "...nothing else". I went downstairs. "Eat there from now on" he pointed to bowls on the floor. One had water in it and the other some food. I ate some of the food. "Dont use your hands..doggie boy" he said smacking my butt. And I ate like a dog...using my tongue and mouth only. I lapped up the water. My cock, now hard, recognized what was going on. "Here are the rules" Clark said to me "at home you wear only the collar, stay off the furniture, eat from your bowls and speak to me only when I say it's ok. Come on time for your walk" He snapped a leash on my collar and pulled me out the back door. I didn't know if anyone could see us or not....but eventually learned he wanted me to piss like a dog..and I did..finding it incredibly easy...and sexy to do so. "Here is something for you boy" He stood over me and held his big cock..I thought he wanted me to suck it, so I opened my mouth. He smiled "Great you want it then " His piss aimed at my mouth and all over my body. "Good a piss pig too. Your Dad told me you might be queer but never any of this stuff. Maybe we should explore things" I was led to a shed and stared in amazement when he opened the door. Inside was a black leather type of hammock hanging there, on the wall were several leather looking objects, wooden paddles and some chains. "Before you go back home, we'll experiment with all this....." Summer continued for 8 more weeks. I was shaven, fucked, whipped, finger fucked, made to have sex with other boybitches, used by Clark and his friends and thoroughly enjoyed it all. On the worksite, they played with me too...kidded me around..and told me I was looking stronger from all the hard work there and back home. I held my Clark's hard body while we were both naked the day I was to leave and wished there was some way to stay. "Here" he said giving me a piece of paper "this is the name and number of a special friend of mine who lives in a town not far from that college of yours. You're my gift to him....so obey him...and he'll treat you like the slut you are". I knelt and ate his cock until his sperm shot all over my face and chest. "Want to wipe it off?" he handed me a rag. Instead I pulled on my tee shirt so it would help Clark's sperm dry on me..so I could smell him on me for the entire trip back to campus..until his friend's sperm would replace it. He smacked my butt hard with his wide belt..leaving a welt that would tell his friend more about me. I felt his belt on my ass and smelled his cum on my body during the ride back to school. And I still feel it and smell him to this day...the man that taught me more things that summer then I have learned my entire life. Thanks Dad for giving me Clark. After graduation, I hope to find him again.