The New Sex Pigs

Peter was dozing; the electronic stimulation had been turned off. The pigs had taken a nap, but that never lasted long. Peter was soon to be the only one not awake. 

Bunny started playing by folding into  a 69 with Wesley,  despite the fact he was still sleeping;  to add to Wes's sweet dreams Blake raised one of Wesley's legs to more easily access the sleeping boy's dripping asshole. Both Blake and Bunny were tapping Wesley's exposed ballsack, their idea of a wake-up call, to Wes's consternation.  

Wiley was double fucking Prinze with Rickie's help. Prinze was loving it, urging Rickie to pull out and cum in his mouth.  Prinze had been riding Wiley's dick then he leaned back telling Rickie  to double fuck him with Wiley.  

Wesley, having been rudely awakened, couldn't hold it any longer, with a groan he stiffened and shot into Bunny's mouth, who then  proudly showed everyone his cummy mouth, but no one volunteered to share it. With a loud sigh of satisfaction he swallowed the load down his throat. "Your loss, bitches."

Bunny returned to Wes's dick, still semi-hard with a drip of cum on the tip. The small boy made  eye contact and licked it, then probed the still sensitive glans  and super sensitive slit. Wes squirmed, lovingly hating the torment. 

"Wes, you looked sidetracked when we were playing with Peter. You getting soft on that prick?"

"Yeah, brought back a memory from my previous life  Not a good one!"

"No shit!? Let's hear it. You can't start something like that and not tell the whole story" Blake spoke from experience. He knew it was  better to talk it out. Doesn't matter how often or with whom. 

"Long time ago. People and events from the past that I don't really want to revisit. "

" Oh, like you're the only one here to have a shitty memory? A shitty past? Tough!! Spill it!!"

Andy said this with a smile, he too had a past he wished he could forget. If it wasn't for Blake it still would have been bottled up inside making him crazy. And dangerous. 

"Geez, it's just not that big a deal. Let it go"

Bunny sat up, "Bitch, you ruined my orgasm, you're not the only one with a painful past. The more I talk about mine the closer I get to accepting it as just that: the fucking past. Learn from it and fucking move on"

"You're major asswipes, you know that, right"

The boys saw a tear get wiped from Wes's eye before it could travel down his cheek. 

"Roger and I knew each other for a long time. Since grammar school. We jacked off with other. Did that a lot. We watched gay porn and we were equally afraid of anal though both were dying to try it. . One day we hugged for some reason, don't ask me why. His hand found my butt, mine found his. We'd never  talked seriously about anal sex. It was scary because we saw on the internet that  it looked as if it was hurting the actors a lot, fucking didn't always come off as pleasant. Then we saw a movie that wasn't porn, just two guys in love. Hey! Love was a thing for adults not us kids. 

Roger fucked me. My first time anything but fingers were in my butt. I don't remember it hurting as much as I remember it  feeling so good. He was on top me, I wrapped my arms around his neck and we kissed for the first time. We did that for a long time. He didn't last long, he came and hugged me so hard!! "

Wesley had to stop to wipe his face. The boys all moved  closer to each other, it seemed safer that way.  

My dad had a business using a lot of manual labor. The guys he got were sometimes, like mutilated like they were in a war. I thought my dad was being compassionate. Roger told me just the opposite. I listened but didn't hear."

Wesley pulled Bunny closer to rest  his head on his lap. As he spoke, Wesley wrung his hands then just set them on his friend sex pig's head. 

"We started fucking each other, not knowing about douching, so we thought although it felt good it was embarrassing." Wesley smiled at a memory, "We watched a UTube video and fucking became a daily thing. We were fearless, we'd fuck at school, public restrooms, the bus. It was great.  Then he moved. The whole family moved. We didn't know how to act, we didn't recognize the feelings we had. Even if we had we were too young to know what to do  about it."

My dad took me to the auction all the time. I'm sure his reasons were meant to be didactic, I just liked looking at all the naked men and boys. . He failed to tell me exactly what we were doing there. I thought he was hiring workers. He wasn't. "

Wesley was touching Bunny's body like he was touching a lover. His memories were painful, the boys understood perfectly. 

 "My dad's business was labor intensive. He preferred the men he "purchased" to have no sex drive. He felt they needed to have undistracted focus.  The modifications he ordered were to reduce the men's cocks to nothing more than a pee-slit, plus he'd have them castrated. More pliable he said. 

Wesley stopped telling his story, the memories triggering tears to form in his eyes. 

"My dad took me to the auction house for my birthday. I could pick  out whichever one I liked within a given budget. So the first thing I did was scan the price tag before I looked too closely at the "merchandise ". I was really nervous, afraid my hard-on was showing. My dad had let me come with him before when he had to replace one of his workers. He looked for strength and attitude, he needed to replace two workers that day who he said he had terminated. 

I just wanted someone to replace Roger. I was looking for a friend. I was ignorant or just blind, I don't know. 

I looked at a boy, feet chained to the floor and his collar chained to the post next to him. He reminded me a little of my lost friend. He was staring  at the floor, he looked like he'd been crying. I saw the chains were big and heavy, probably better served on a big man. They were chafing his ankles, he was bleeding. His naked body reminded me so much of Roger, I had been fighting with the feelings I had for him. I still didn't understand. 

The auctioneer saw me staring   He  asked if I'd like to see the boy in action. See what he could do? I was sure he saw my boner. I had absolutely no idea what he was talking about. Well, I guess I did actually, I'd seen how they demonstrated how virile the men were my dad had chosen. . I somehow believed they wouldn't hurt this young boy. So I said sure! I'd conveniently shut aside  the previous trips here with my dad. A button was pushed and the leather harness which he wore was pulled upright, the boy was leaned forward while his feet stayed chained to the floor. The auctioneer took something out of his pocket and appeared to shove it  up this boys ass. It delivered a devastating shock to the inside of his ass. His dick became semi-hard and spurted a bit of liquid. The boy screamed then and was sobbing so bad. I recognized why he was crying, that's how I cried when I lost my best friend. . It was horrible. I told the auctioneer to stop and that I wanted him. 

Two workers were purchased that day, my dad was to pick them up after a few  modifications; my boy came home with us. We had to wait an hour for him to be pepped for delivery, they said. I figured they would tend to his bleeding ankles and give him some clothes to wear. I was wrong on both counts, they attached a metal cock ring said to have all my dad's information. He was tattooed on the little area, you know the skin between the balls and asshole?"

"The perineum" Bunny said. 

"Yeah the Perrin.....whatever."

Wesley's half smile made the mood a bit higher. 

" The tattoo just read "owned" 

Wesley silently sobbed. His features turning to a pained grimace, not holding back his apparent grief. 

"His name was Aaron, but when the auction people got him they told him it would be easier if he tried to forget everything that came before. I tried to comfort him and I went too  far and touched his dick, his ass. He didn't resist so I thought he liked it. I gave him a blowjob. His first, he told me later. We sort of took up where Roger and I had left off. I didn't realize his compliance was forced. They told him he had to obey everything his new owner told him. Do everything and do it fast."

Wes covered his face with his hands. 

"My dad caught us kissing in my room. Both naked. Two months later my dad sold him. He told me he was a toy not a boyfriend. I was devastated.  He said "it " was a toy. A sex toy and nothing more. Then he swore he should have had "it" HIM, AARON!! gelded. That night I left. 

Have no intention of ever going back.

The boys were quiet.  Letting Wesley cry it out. 

"Hey!! My tight hole in here?" Clarence walked right up to the bed. Spotting Wesley his enthusiasm vanished. "Hey, Wesley, you okay?"

Wes pulled himself up and positioned himself so Clarence could use his ass. Clarence tapped the boy on his butt "Come with me, son"

"Wesley, I've been here a long time. We've had several  different sex pigs ; they  all have two things in common: a sex addiction that makes them  perfect  for the job, and baggage that sooner or later catches  up with them and fucks with their minds."

"Baggage?"

"Yes son , baggage. All my boys have had and probably still do have painful memories that trigger emotional reactions. ......

"Your boys?"

"You boys. Everyone in this facility feels the same way. You belong here as much as we do. I know it's trite, but if you want someone to listen.....I'll always be here. And so will everybody in the Annex."

"Thanks Clarence , I kinda spilled my "baggage" to the other sex pigs. They seemed to feel the same way"

"You don't look as glum as you did a few minutes ago, maybe talking with an old man has soon merit"

Wesley still felt like shit. He's just learned the residents here cared for him, fuck!  That was something new. He had to admit he felt safe here. 

The boy slid off his chair and dropped to his knees. Clarence was in a bathrobe; he was always in a bathrobe. Wes found Clarence's cock. Flaccid but tantalizing none the less. He was a sex pig and sex pigs don't discriminate, a cock is a cock is a cock. They belong in the sex pig's  mouth. 

First licking and gently sucking Clarence's balls, he felt the man's cock becoming engorged. Wesley looked  at the older man and smiled , making  eye contact. 

Clarence's cock was uncut, so Wes used his tongue to explore what was underneath. The glans was sensitive. A sigh from Clarence and Wesley knew he was on the right track to make this sweet old man feel good. 

Clarence's engorging cock filled the sex pig's mouth and began teasing the boy's gag reflex. The taste was all urine, typical Clarence. Unload his bladder then go looking for a butt to drop his morning load in. Lately the favored butt had been Wesley's. 

The older man held Wes's head to his pubis while the other hand went looking for the boys butthole. Finding the wet hole, two fingers shoved in and immediately found the boy's g-spot. Wesley couldn't help but groan. He felt the fingers play among the remains of his previous intercourse. It felt so good. The boy pushed his butt to the fingers and sucked deeply on the man's cock. The urine taste faded away and a tiny bit of pre-cum oozed onto Wes's tongue. 

"Turn around Wesley , I want your ass. "

The invitation the boy was waiting for. His ass was used to Clarence's cock; it had a curve that was recognizable when he fucked. 

Wesley felt the man's rough hands on his waist as he positioned his butt in easy reach. He wanted to push his butthole onto that cock, but Clarence liked  to be the one in control. 

Clarence was always considerate when fucking Wesley, and today was no different. As soon as the old man felt the warm cummy hole he took a deep breath and sighed. 

"Perfect morning hole, Wesley. I'm lucky to have such a welcoming butt in the morning. I feel the wet cum from your buddies, I'm pretty sure I'll add to that cocktail. The pace picked up and Wesley felt himself automatically push to feel the man's cock go in deeper. 

The two fucked, both not ready to end the scene by climaxing. Wes tightened his hole, then unclenched; he did this over and over until Clarence's thrusts became hard and fast. Wes grabbed his dick, he wanted to share this orgasm with his friend. Jerking fast he felt the fire ignite and begin spreading. Clarence was thigh-slapping the boy so loudly that the few residents in the room couldn't help but check out the familiar noise. 

Clarence and Wesley both shot loads within seconds of each other. Their groans were applauded by those listening and watching.  Wesley thumbed his dick's head to get that sensitive torture before he shoved his cummy hand into his mouth , 

Clarence hadn't withdrawn from the boys butt, he fell back in to cushioned chair. Wes felt the man's cock still inside, he clenched his ass. 

"Ohhhh Wesley. You little pig, squeezing out  the last drops."

"Clarence, my butt, my mouth are yours whenever you want them. I love your cock in my ass". 

"Well, of course you do. You're a pig!!'