Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. The acts are consensual and are a result of their love or lust for one another. Please write: jarrod749@aol.com (mailto:jarrod749@aol.com) . I would love to hear if you like my story. The Sneakers. Chapter 31.
Fum las' time
While Axl cringed he was pulled off his brother onto the floor, where he curled up into a fetal ball of convulsing heaves.
Tony got JR to his feet and handed him a length of rubber hose. "Beat the little fuck! Beat him till yer arm hurts, big boy! Play whupass wit'im" Tony barked.
JR just stood there, staring....it was like he saw his brother....but didn't see him....didn't know him....the hose hung limp from his hand as he sort of quaked there in the face of the little bastard who had ruined his life these last weeks.
His arm seemed to move forward involuntarily, but then fell limp again.....and then he just screamed like he'd been stuck with a hot poker and started to wail on the trembling figure at his feet. He beat Axl and beat Axl beat fucking Axl over and over and the toy doof tightened his fetal curl up more and tighter.....his beaten body jerking and jumping with each thunderous stroke.
Tony then started to direct JR's strokes....first to the butt, then to the bottoms of his feet. He had Jake and Morry hold each foot out so JR could beat the flat of those crinkly boyfeet bottoms unmercifully. The kid's toes curled and splayed....his tears streamed, heaving great and uncontrollable sobs while the sweat poured off his fast reddening form.
JR was pulled from the room and away from his thoroughly beaten brother and his crazed hysteria was such that his hand was still swinging as with the hose long after it had been taken from his still tightly gripping fingers.
Morry, Jake and Joe took JR into the front room to get him back on cock, while Tony dragged Axl's flailed, beaten mass into the Bethmommie's former bedroom. He sat on the bed and then dragged Axl up off the floor by his feet and next to him.
He sat to the pillows and gripped Axl's lower jaw behind the spreader and pulled him to his balls and asshole. He spread his legs and fitted Axl's sweated, teary face into his taint and soon felt the inexorable thrill of fine mouth muscle working his hot, moist dark place. Tony would be the first to deflower the toy thug fucker....and he would do it all day........into night.
The Sneakers. Chapter 31
In spite of all the 'lip-service' Tony'd gotten since he moved into Buddy's place, he still nearly melted at the touch of Axl's quivering mouth-muscle as it searched for Tony's very secret inner place deep up inside his teenboi tail.
He shivered and actually jolted with the deep touch of Axl's wiggling wormer. Tony got such a thrill out of Axl's effort that he considered removing the mouth spreader Axl had to be fitted with. Tony knew what Axl could do after watching the kid torment his older brother JR the night before, but it looked like the young thug was accepting his new life and was essentially 'beaten'.
Tony stared intently between the spread of his thighs at the short-cropped blondy boy towhead there surging energetically in and in to get his boy rasper as deep up inside his new master as he could....he so wanted to please this boyman who had shown him the way....that way to achieve a totality of pleasure by serving inside the handsome teen's tunnel.
Tony was actually getting tranced watching (and feeling) the intensity with which Axl was working his taster up inside Tony's inner dude.
He gently eased his browneye off Axl's tongue and gripped the kid's face by the painful spreader, pulling Axl's face unnaturally up and bent back as he leaned forward, up and over Axl who he was bending almost completely backward with his knees bent underneath him as he went back over the bottoms of his naked feet. Tony put his own face into Axl's tearfully pained face, tightening his jaw menacingly and spat fully all over Axl's face.....and then did it again. And again!
Axl burst into tears which streamed through the gooby spit and slobber. Tony gripped Axl's balls hard and then harder and then so hard Axl could not get up enough energy to scream, so intense.was the pain
As Tony held those balls to within a smidgen of bursting, he released the spreader from Ax's mouth and then spit fully inside it before fingering first two, then three and finally four fingers down Ax's mouth over his tongue and fucking them in and out of the hopeless doof's mouth from the lips to his throat hole. He even stucked a finger under Axl's tongue to see whut wuz under there. Tony actually tickled the softy skins at the back of Axl's throat nearly triggering a throw-up several times. Axl's eyes wided out like saucers in fear of throwing up on Tony. Tony wanted to see those scaredy wide eyes. He needed to know Axl feared him with every tiniest bone in his body before he entrusted his raging hard cock to this prick-thug's mouth without the spreader in it.
The back of Axl's head was touching the bed just beyond his upturned toes as Tony back handed his face from right to left, and then forehanded him left to right again and again annnnnnnnnnnd again!
'Crackk! Smack! Crack! Thhwuckk! Smack!'
Ax's tight tummy quaked violently as he sobbed convulsively. His pinky-white dick shriveled into his balls. Axl was more than beaten.....this was dishrag quality wretch.
Tony creeped over the trembling shell of quivery skins and squatted over Ax's face till his handsome cocktool was riding up and back along the side of the kid's nose. He pulled back slowly until the bulbous, purply head was bobbing just above Axl's lips. With two fingers he pressed the big softy-hard head down and through those trembly lips below. Tony short-stopped just a fraction when he felt the kid's bottom teeth, but soon Axl's tongue slipped between his teeth and the cock he was about to know very, very well from here on. His tongue curled and digged into the underneath nerve center in the tiny triangle underneath the cockhead. The feel jerked Tony's prick up into the roof and upper teeth of Axl's mouth. Then there was a laving of that nervy trigger spot which kept sending that familiar tingle through the teen dude's cockrod. That tingle. It seems to go right down to a boy's toes.OMG! It's what a boy lives for! Leaning up and in Tony sent his spittied-up cock down that quivery tongue until it was touching those same deep throat skins of Axl's that Tony's fingers had diddled back there just moments ago.
With nary the hint of the touch of toyboi teeth, Tony's cock surged through Axl's mouth hole and gagged the little fucker like he'd never imagined in his worst nightmare.
Tony flattened out full length over Axl's bent-back face and body, his hands actually touching the floor beyond the bottom of the bed as he ram-fucked Axl's skull through his throat over and over. Then he acrobatically, even comically, flipped himself up and over to the floor on his feet. He put one foot to Axl's distended chest and heaving belly as he yowled punctuating his punking of the young prick thug.
He wanted so bad to frog march the little fuck into the room his brother was feeding at, but Tony really didn't want to release Axl to any other dude until he had totally had his fill of him. He needed to ream and ram the little bastard until he was cannon fodder....he had visions of turning him over to Mugg at the loft at that point, but yet somehow relished the thought of having him permanently installed at the end of his cock regardless of how little spunk was left when he was through with his 'training'.
He pulled Ax up by his head and threw him face first into the pillows and waled on the kid's ass with one of Buddy's dad's belts he found hanging on the closet door. 'Thwack! Whhack! Spwack!'
Wailing squeally screams! 'Thwackkk! Cracck!' Tony couldn't figger if he more enjoyed the cracking of the belt on tight young boy cunt tail, or the incredible screaming from Axl as he was waled. Regardless, no one could wipe that shit eating grin off Tony's face as he really got into a butt whipping he'd never even planned.
Joe, Morey, and Jake silently crowded around the mommie bedroom door in all their own bareness to check out what all the racket was about. They had all dumped Buddy and JR in mid-fuck and would be returning to further the young dudes' education at the end of their teenboi tools.
The relentless belt beating of Axl had all three dudes pulling on their puds and mooshing against each other in the tight doorway for elbow room to wack comfortably. They all looked into each'n other's face and grinned knowing the great fun it was to service their hard cocks in the face of some hot dude whuppin'. The fun of a visual stimulator isn't so much in jerking off, it's a sort squeezing and flexing of a dude's pud with his fingers. Sort of wringing and worming his hand around his pud and it always generates a sort of steady oozing leak that gets on the fingers almost 'gluing' them to the fine head skin in its stickiness....actually uncomfy when all you want is to please that need to feel that tingle without necessarily pressing to shoot off. When things gets too sticky a boy has to apply spit to his palm and fingers to assist in the gliding funs to make things happy again.....or apply some fuck tool's mouth to service the need, eh?
Back to the beating....
Tony dropped the belt and grabbed both Axl's feet at once while hauling him on his face through the bedcovers to a near handstand on the floor, picking up a flip-flop lying on the floor he proceeded to whip the bottoms of the bleeting pigboi's already well-beaten feet. Each toes were seeming to curl, splay and twitch every which'a way as if with a mind of their own they could get away and take the crinkly boi feetie bottoms away with them.....away from the throbbing pain of each offending sole beat. It was amazing they had any feeling left in them after the onslaught they'd taken from JR not that many long moments ago.
Alas, they could not. The beating went on incessantly, unmercifully, until no more tears ran from the now near silent, hoarse toy thug trying to scream. The water works streaming from his eyes had soaked him from his eyebrows to his buzzed, near hairless scalp and created a puddle on the floor that Tony finally lowered the little punk into on his face so he could suck the salty wet off the floor until it was dry.
The buds whipping moist meat in their hands at the sight seemed to almost sigh in relief as the interminable boyfeet-whipping ended with Axl's tongue lowered into his own tears.
As Tony oiled his hefty prick and readied to plow him some toy boy cunt, his buds, stucked into the doorway, seemed to fall out into the hall and padded their feets back to their own fuck doofs in the other rooms.
"Ssswooosssk!' is what it should have sounded like if you could hear Tony's rigid reamer sink to his balls into Axl's formerly cherry chunnel. There would have been tears and cries if Axl had anything left in his throat and tear ducts to emit. But there was only a mournful grunt as Tony bottomed into that deep dark place that seems to be right below the pit of your stomach when a hot, fiery teenboi prong tames you way up....so far up inside you you didn't think there was any 'there' there. For a first time boy, after that first ripping, seering, driving, sinking surge....and just after the pain smoothes out into a steady, superheated presence, he finally realizes what he's here for..
After that feel of overfulness fades to an ever-present awareness and the 'pit feel' becomes seemingly permanent, boy tail cunt begins to ride with the start of the surging prick tugging at the inner skins of so smoothe a hole.
Tony looked down as he started surging in and out of the toy thug below and smiled at the sight of the tiny ridge of toyboy skins gripping his cock when he pulled out and it always funned him when he watched that little roll of cock-gripping inner hole fold itself back in along his cock as he drove in ever faster and deeper in the pleasing of what would seem like a never ending fuck to Axl.
He never stopped feeling like the wind was being sucked out of him with each pull and each relentless surge. That feeling in Ax's pit seemed to be getting harder to ignore as Tony got seemingly deeper inside him every time.
They were backwards to each other now as Tony faced away from Axl and fucked him facing the bottoms of the kid's feet, his cock bent unnaturally back under him.
Tony smiled at the sight of Axl's feet bottoms crinkling up with his toes again individually, and together splaying, curling under and flairing out wide. Tony thought he thrilled best when all Axl's toes were separated wide out so he could actually see between them. He almost wanted to lick at them if his tongue could reach, but his business now was that of cock, asshole and the churning building up inside him that told him he was about to get that thrill of a lifetime, one more once, deep inside a fucking boy pig that needed so bad to be taught the lesson he was sure getting today.
"Ungggh! Ughh! Uhhhppffffhhhh.....!" It almost seemed to happen toooooo fast.....s-o-o-o-o-o fast..... as Tony sent his teendude seed up inside Axl and in what seemed like an endless slow motion swoon.....their bodies oozed to the bottom end of the bed with Tony's face into the covers, his body blending into Axl's boyskins, his face between Axl's wided out knees. Ax's lower legs bent up and his feetie bottoms pressed gently against Tony's face.
They lay there motionless for a long time.....and Tony might have actually dozed off in the pleasure of his pleasure. Ha!
If he was conscious he'd have heard Joe yowling from the front room as he plowed the ass out of Buddy, and he probably wouldn't have heard JR gurgling through Jakey's cum filling his young teen maw while he was still having his face fucked and his asshole rammed through and through by Morey. One of Morey's fave things when he 'worked out' at Buddy's place was to have the kid sniff the 'Sneakers' he took off him that first day they all met in the alley when Buddy first became 'their very own tool'.
In what seemed like hours later, Tony stirred and unplugged his newly hard prick from his new 'forever' boytool and righted his body on the bed with his head to the pillows and went about pushing Axl to the floor with his feet like the doof was a rumpled bedspread. He had Axl crawl to the bedside to receive four fingers to suck on, while kneeling his chest to the side of the bed with his hands clasped tightly behind him.
After Tony made him gag three times, he ordered the kid to straighten up this and that in the room, and after he did each thing, he was to rush on his knees, or slither on his belly back to the bedside to suck something.....like a big toe one time, fingers again another time, a handsome teen prick, hanging nut sack, or a nice browneye slot other times. Tony loved watching the kid's head bob between his legs when he held his legs and dudeboi feet in the air for him to get underneath to wick some teen hole.
When the others finished their current round of fuckdoof reamage and came into the mommie bedroom to hang out, they were treated to the sight of Tony's left foot halfway down Axl's facehole while the kid sort of fucked it back and forth over his tongue while thick, soppy drool poured out the sides of his mouth, as he sat back on his feet cradling Tony's tongue-laved foot to him as he sucked on it for all he was worth..
Truly a good fuck had been had by all.
Tony was flipping through the pics in Axl's cell phone and was drawn to a set of photos that seemed to be a whole bunch Axl's little gang first grouped altogether, and then later on it seemed each one of them was being put to cock individually.
He held one particular shot up to Axl's foot sucking face and asked, "Who's'iss dude suckin' here, dweeb?"
Axl's eyes wided out. It was one of the first times he put one of his own gang to cock....it was Ryan....Mickey's brother.
"Zat you bein' blowed fuckstick? ...annnn' all these dudes....dey yer buddies?"
Axl nodded with a mouthful of bigboi toes.
"Cool, dude. Where do we find these boy cunt?"
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