July 6, 2000 KILT: The Seminarian - 09 (m/m/b)(oral)(anal)(rape) ===================================================== Disclaimer:
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Chapter 9
Humberto grew up in an orphanage for boys. No one could tell him who his parents are. He was abandoned in the door's institution when he was still an infant. And the only key that might unlock his identity lies in the silver cross necklace that he has.
The hospice was no paradise under the administrator of Mr. Juan Illustre. He was stealing money from foundation. To cover up his scam, he forced children from ages 12 and up to work like slaves in the basement. One of staff learned about his operation and tried to expose him to the board, but he had her killed. Since then, no one dared to defy his rule.
In the basement, where the laundry mat is located, there's a secret panel. It was located behind one of the cabinet. This pathway leads to a much bigger room where the children are being forced to work every night. Pubescent lads worked as sex slaves for perverted men who were willing to pay to abuse their youthful bodies.
Humberto discovered this operation the night of the 12th year after he was found outside of the hospice. Mr. Illustre invited him to his room for a private dinner. The man even gave him new clothes to wear as his gift. Wearing his new trends, he ate with Mr. Illustre thinking that it was his sort of birthday gift. After dinner, the man told him that he has another surprise for him. He told him that his surprise gift was in the basement. He was excited while they were going down to the basement. When they reach the laundry room, Juan locked the door behind him and opened the secret panel. He led the boy inside.
Humberto was bewildered at what he saw. Inside the room, there were chains, whips and other stuff that he didn't recognized hanging on the wall. The room though clean had a funky smell. And in the middle of the room, there was a large bed and a man dressed in his suit was sitting on it. He estimated that the man sitting on the bed was in thirties like Mr. Illustre. Though his face had some wrinkles under his eyes, he looked rich and very handsome. And when the man saw him, he was frightened by his evil grin and hid behind the administrator.
"Now, Humberto. No need to be afraid. This gentleman is my friend." Juan said as he held boy back to his side. "He has a birthday gift for us, see."
Humberto looked at the man as he pulled something out of his pocket. It was a chocolate bar. The man motioned him to sit beside him and Humberto looked up to Juan asking for permission. Juan nodded and pushed him slightly towards the bed.
"Do you like your present?" Illustre asked while he sat on the chair near the bed.
Humberto was eating the candy earnestly that he nodded head to answer the question. While he was busy with what he doing, the man beside him was stroking his hair. He would sometimes look at the man, then smile and went back nibbling his food.
"Do you want more chocolate?" The man spoke for the first time.
"Yes, please!" Humberto said eagerly.
After hearing that, the man stood up in front of Humberto. He began removing his jacket. This puzzled Humberto but waited in silences for the man to finish what he was doing. As the man removes his shirt and tie, he looked down at Humberto and smile. Again, this made Humberto a bit nervous but he dare not move from where he was. Now that man torso was bare, Humberto could see that man had some chest hairs and his nipples were erect. Then he followed the man's hands as he unbuttons his trouser and drops it on the floor. Humberto was awed at the bulge inside the man's underwear. He gulped as he saw the lump moved.
"So, you still want more chocolate?" Devilishly the man asked.
"Ah, I think so."
"Boy, you know you do. Here's another one for you." Then the man removed his skimpy briefs and his throbbing cock slapped to Humberto 's face. Humberto tried to stand but the man forced his shoulders down with his smooth strong hands.
"Please let go of me!" Humberto yelled.
"Not until you take care of this bar!"
Humberto struggled hard to eluded the man's advances, when he finally escaped that man's grip, he ran to Juan's side sobbing. The naked man watched as the boy quiver in fear, which made him more horny and hard. His 8 inches hard cock was point skywards.
Illustre tried to comfort the boy by motioning him to sit on his lap which the boy did. When Humberto 's sobbing ceased a bit, Juan talked to him.
"Now, Humberto be a good boy. You don't want me to be mad at you, don't we?"
"No, sir." He said meekly.
"Then, do want the man wants you do. Put his candy bar in mouth."
"No!" He protested.
When he did, Juan gripped and twisted his young nuts until he was wailing enough and agreeing to do what he was told. Illustre waved the man to stand in front of the boy. Humberto was still crying and his hands were trembling as he reached for the man's dick. When he had the organ in his little hands, he looked up and his eyes were begging the man to stop. The man ignored his plea and told him to lick the head of his cock. Humberto obliged immediately to evade the consequence that Illustre might give to him again. He began licking the piss hole and tasted his first pre cum. Upon tasting the man's liquid, he felt that he was about to vomit. He opened his mouth and gagged a bit. Now that his mouth was fully opened from the reaction, he was having for being repulsed of this perversion. The man ceased the opportunity and shoved his prick into Humberto 's mouth. The boy's eyes bulged in horror as his tears fluidly flow to his cheeks and whimper in silences as the man abused his mouth.
It hurt him bad and made him gag to be forced to take that stupendous monster in one thrust. He could feel that his tonsil was being bumped which increased his reflex to gag. The man eased with his assault not wanting the boy to suffocate. He slowly pulled his organ backward and he cried in pain as the boy's teeth scraped hard his sensitive member. He then tried to push in again and when he did, Humberto accidentally bit his cock. The man shoved the boy's mouth off his dick. The bite really stung his organ that he was jumping from pain.
Juan became very anger at Humberto 's mischief and dragged the boy off his lap. He threw him on the floor and told him that he was going to teach him a lesson. The naked man though still in pain came to Humberto 's rescue and gripped Illustre's hand, as the latter was about to slap the boy on the face.
"Man, don't hit kid. It's not right"
"Don't tell me what to do, you, pervert! You make me sick. You get your kicks molesting young kids yet you don't want me to hit because you think it's not right! Who do you think you are riding high in your pillar of morality? Bastard, here's your money and get out of my face." Juan shoved the man out of his way. Then he threw the man's money and clothes outside the door.
"I won't leave here without the boy."
"I don't think so." Then Juan pulled a gun from his jacket pocket and pointed it to the naked man. "Now, either you get your righteous ass out of here or I blow your freaking fag face!" He shouted.
The man ran out of the room fearing for his life. Humberto was in the corner of the bed hiding and crying. When Juan had locked the door. He dragged Humberto from his hiding place and threw him on the bed. As soon as Humberto 's fragile body hit the mattress, he jumped out of it and run towards the door. But Juan was much faster than him, he grabbed the boy hair and smack him right across the face. Humberto was thrown on the foot of the bed, hitting his head on its corner. Now, he forehead had blood. Juan continued his attacked and kicked the boy's nuts. This made Humberto rolled in pain and begging the man to spare his life.
Juan Illustre was possessed by his anger that he couldn't think logically. He lifted the boy's lithe body and slammed it to the wall. Humberto lost consciousness when he dropped on the floor face down. As if a demon had taken over Juan's being, he ripped the boy's clothes. Then he immediately removed his own clothes and went behind the boy's virgin ass. He parted the lad's legs apart and forcefully drove his angry prick in Humberto's virgin hole. He fuck the beaten boy dry which caused the boy to wail in pain that awoke him from his consciousness. Humberto's insides were being ripped apart, literally, as blood began to ooze of his hole. His struggles were futile, as Juan's held him by his waist. He wailed long and hard and his screams would make any man's hair stand up out of sheer horror.
Juan Illustre used and abused his youthful body in every possible way. He came thrice inside the boy's asshole and made the boy suck his cum mixed feces intromittent organ until he blew wad. After that he stormed out of the room leaving Humberto like some mashed twig on the ground.
Humberto had crawled out of the room and when he reached the laundry room, he mustered all his strength to stand up and look for some clothes. When he heard footsteps nearing the room, he panicked and looked for a way out. He saw the window slightly ajar. He did waste anymore time; he weakly climbed on the table and jumped to window. His naked back fell on the rose bushes outside the room. He held his shut his mouth to muffle his cry. Then he rolled of the bushed to the muddy ground and forced himself off the puddle. He instinctly run behind the tree just to in time hide his body when Juan Illustre looked out of the window. Illustre disappeared and he climbed the tree. When he reached the top, without have seconds thoughts, he jumped over the wall. His head hit the ground and blood started to gush out of his head. He was unconscious on the sidewalk swimming in his own blood.
Seconds after that happened, a carriage was passing by that road. The driver saw Humberto jumped off the wall. He rushed to the sidewalk, lifted Humberto off the sidewalks, and dashed him to the hospital.
Illustre was too late. He saw the vehicle dashed off and knew that it if Humberto lived; it would be end of his career. He immediately went back inside and packed his things. After securing all his things, he left the institution. Nobody had seen or heard from him again.
The morning came after Humberto's ordeal. He was now in the hospital. He was unconscious for several days. And when he came out of his deep slumber, he didn't know who he was or where he came from.
The man who rescued him that night reported to the authorities about what happened to the boy. The police searched the hospice and found out the sex den in the basement. The foundation's benefactors where interrogated by the police. They were cleared of all the charges as the boys in the orphanage testified that it was all Juan Illustre doing and that the benefactors had no knowledge of the administrator's operation.
After a month, Humberto wounds had healed but still he had not recollection of his past. His hospital bills were paid by the man who rescued him. The man disappear for several weeks, and returned just in time when the hospital was about to released Humberto.
"Hi." The man said as he tapped on the open door.
"Hi." The boy looked at him steadily.
"I'm the man who brought you here."
"Thank you very much, mister. I owe you my life. The doctors told me how heroic you were and generous for paying my hospital bills."
"Do you know why you are here?"
"All I know what the doctors had told."
"What did they told you?"
"That I hit my head on the floor and I had amnesia. They said that it happened in the orphanage. So, I guess, that makes me an orphan."
"I guess, so." Then the man paused for awhile before speaking again. "So, how are you feeling?"
"Better, I guess. The doctors told me that I can leave the hospital today, if I want to."
"Where are you going after here?"
"I guess back at the orphanage."
"Would you like to live with me?"
"Are you serious, mister?"
"Yep. Here's your adaptation paper in my hand." The man showed Humberto the papers proving his custody of him.
Immediately, Humberto jumped off the bed and hugged his new father.
"Hey, mister, what's your name?"
"I'm Alfredo Domingo and according your records that you were named Humberto. Does it sound familiar to you?"
"Nope."
"Okay. Wait here while I fix your release papers, so you could meet your new mom."
"So, does it mean that I can call you dad?"
"Yes, son. From now on, I'll be your father and I will take care of you."
"Father, about my name, I don't like it. Can we change it?"
"Sure we can. How about Pedro?"
"Pedro Domingo. I like it. I am Pedro Domingo and I am the son of Alfredo Domingo."
Alfredo laughed at the boy's wits and embraced him again. They left the hospital that day.
On the way to Villa, Pedro was so innocent and naive. And Alfredo was heart leaped for joy as seeing Pedro's face full of joy. His angelic face illuminates and his eyes were fully of fascination. Right then and there, he knew that Pedro would be a good son to him and a big brother to his upcoming child.
*** The plot thickens as story evolves. Stay tune for Chapter 10.
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