The whoring out of a boy

Suddenly, he was in another place ; he was laying on a bed cover made of long white feathers that tickled his nose. He closed his eyes again. He rubbed his chest against the feathers, sending chills through the back of his neck.

He heard steps near him, so he looked up, preparing to run away. Only, it was Gabriel. He sighed with relief and closed his eyes again. He didn’t have to worry about Gabriel. He could trust him. He could watch his bare body all he wanted, it didn’t matter ; he already knew him. He loved when he touched him ; he felt love through them - and pleasure too, of course. He craved the affection he never had.

He felt a hand under his jaw, caressing his upper neck. It held his head up. He opened his eyes and looked up ; Gabriel was standing in front of him, petting his boy.

Gabriel really loved the boy’s body. The lad looked up at him, his jaw held, with big innocent eyes. He looked down the boy’s triangular back to his butt ; it was slowly swaying right and left and it looked so smooth, round and luscious. His thighs were slightly opened, his penis laying in the feathers in between. God he loved to toy with his intimate parts, compelling the pretty thing to give up his dignity more and more, reducing him to smooth meat on bones.

The hand under his jaw pushed his body up and backwards, making him sit on his butt. All his limbs moved against each other very smoothly. Indeed, his skin was very soft, Gabriel noticed when he touched his thigh. Thanks to his cleansing.

He passed a hand on the boy neck ; the lad closed his eyes with delight. The boy’s penis jerked. It seemed to have hardened. The man held it upward - the nineteen years old didn’t take notice of it - yes, it was slightly in erection.

"Do you want to come back to your room ?"

Zachary opened his eyes, worried.

"No, I don’t want to."

The hand in his hair stopped petting him.

"Would you like to stay here ?"

"Yeah, I think."

Gabriel smiled, letting go of the boy’s penis.

"Will we do it again ?" The boy asked.

"Of course. We do it to make you feel free. The more we do it, the more permanent it’s going to be."

The lad’s butt wiggled when the man put his hands on his open thighs.

"I’ll always feel like when I’m ..." he paused. "When I’m ..."

"Yes. After a while, you’ll always feel euphoric. It needs to take over you. The more we do it, the best you’ll feel. Your body has to assimilate it. It’s going to be used to this, and then, there’s no going back.

The lad grinned, only until the man stopped fondling him, going towards the exit.

"I’ll be occupied today. I’m coming late. Don’t expect anything for tonight."

What ? But he needed to feel free again. Before he could say anything, the black man left. No! He wanted a hand to pass through his hair. He wanted fingers to run down his belly, to caress him with tenderness.

He was going to be alone for hours ! He couldn’t support that. He didn’t want fear to come back, he didn’t want his heart to compress with anxiety. He needed a hand to make him forget. Pictures of his hard life were already coming up to him again, his fear was coming back to him like a wrecking ball.

He uneasily looked around. What could he do while Gabriel was away ? Suddenly, his nudity was humiliating to him. He couldn’t be naked like that. He was a guy. He felt his throat tightening as he thought about how alone he was right now. Gabriel was away, and he needed to fill up his time.

He swung his legs off the feathery bed and stood up. Maybe he could find something to cover himself up with. Sure there was something for him in these wardrobes along the walls.

He opened the one behind the bed; there were no clothes. There were not even shelves; it was an elevator, a small one. When he watchfully walked in, he only found a small button in which was engraved a symbol; an arrow going down.

Why was this elevator hidden behind in-wall wardrobe doors ? Where did it lead ? Curious, he pushed the button. The doors closed in front of him and quickly, he felt the elevator go down.

The elevators’ walls were mirrors, showing Zachary his body, body he hadn’t had the occasion to look at since he got in the snake’s kiss.

What shocked him first was how much naked he looked like that. Except for his blond hair cut short, he had absolutely no spot of hair on his skin. His legs gleamed in the light, as was his round chest.

He looked up at his face; he thought he looked cute with his blood-red curvy lips and his blue eyes. His oval-shaped face made him look teenish; he was only nineteen, after all. His naive and rebellious look contrasted with his vulnerable bareness. It was so strange to see himself in this position.

He was a short guy, but he wasn’t slender, nor was he plump. He looked fit, but not fit enough. He didn’t look feminine but he was pretty. His belly was flat and his bum was round, sticking out as his waist was small, something he had never noticed before that moment. As he looked at his body, his penis hardened, going up.

What was happening ? Did the view of his body trigger his erection, or was it the embarrassing sensation he felt in his butt as he thought about last night ? No, it was nothing like that.

The door opened, only for him to be welcomed by a big room which its walls were covered with wardrobes again. The room had walls made of black wood, floor made of warm black granite; a orange light was coming out of the bottom of the walls and a long cylinder fixed to the ceiling. However, there was a rectangular platform in the middle of the room that recasted the light around it. It was black, polished. It was coming up to Zachary’s waist.

He needed clothes, yes. He reached one of the wardrobes and tried to open it, but it was locked. He did again with another wardrobe, and another, but he couldn’t open them. He looked around, but there was no chest, nothing that could contain a key. He sighed. He was stuck being naked, wide open to any aggression, violation.

He was back to the beginning; trying to pass time. The excitation he felt in his hard dick was still there though. Maybe he could pass time like that. He just had to be able to stop if somebody went in the room.

Awkwardly, he went on top of the platform and lay his back on it, but suddenly, a rush of electricity went through his spine as soon as his entire body touched it, going through all his limbs, but seemingly targeting his penis and something in his back. He let out a whimper, cambering his back in immense pleasure. Never had he felt this amount of sexual desire in him. As he brought up his hips as if to alleviate the almost painful sensation, a new but strange sensation struck in his butt.

It was as if someone was stroking his hard-on, but in his butt and a lot more hazy and faint. It made his thighs spread, his butthole tightening and pulsating like an instinct.

In a rush to have an orgasm, his butt rocking up and down, he squeezed his incredibly hard penis and rubbed it violently, his excitation building up, but he couldn’t get to the orgasm. No, instead, it went on building the pleasure to a new high that sent him moaning like a whore. His body was jerking under the heavenly pleasures his naked body was prey to.

As he jerked off his dick, his now daft mind only saw one thing : how to get the ultimate nirvana. His body was now covered in sweat from head to toe, gleaming in the dim light. His mouth was open, his eyes were near-closed. The boy was fuzzy, so fuzzy he didn’t notice the figure towering him, putting a finger in him so violently his arms flew sideways, so abruptly his back arched, his butt going up, brought up by the sole finger hooking his tiny hole. The boy looked at the man with big eyes, looking stupid enough he could’ve been drunk.

Violently, the finger started fingering his small hole, his bum squeezed open as his legs were hanging in the air. The boy’s butt jerked and when the finger touched his prostate, the biggest flow of cum flew out of his dick to fly all over his body. It went on for a minute when the small lad finally seemed to calm down, only a small string of cum flowing down his penis to his , which was still held by the man.

Before he had even noticed it, a collar was locked around his neck, squeezing it uncomfortably. He reached it in hope to take it off, but it was to no success. He felt the big finger pull away from his butt.

From his point of view, Gabriel thought, even though the boy was in a incredibly vulgar position, ultimately heartwarming. The boy had big eyes, his eyebrows frowning in childlike fear. His belly gleamed in the light as the man caressed it. His ass was wide open to him, all was to be seen. The boy’s dick laid on his belly, and his sack was held by Gabriel’s hand, inspecting it. In that position, his ass looked bigger, wide open, and it made is hole look so much more smaller. He touched it, making the boy shiver. He touched it again in amusement to observe the same reaction. He looked like a trapped, unaware angel.

Finally, he tapped approvingly on one of his exposed sweaty ass-cheeks, making the boy yelp in surprise. Gabriel smiled at that.

He reached for the boy’s leather collar through his thighs to hook a leash to it. Zach bit his bottom lip.

"Are you worried ? Boy, don’t be afraid." He said, putting a hand under is jaw. "It’s so you don’t get away, you understand ?

The boy frowned.

"So you don’t get hurt. This place is dangerous for you." He put another hand behind his back and he pulled the boy inward, pushing his small body against his, muscular and wide.

"I turned it off, but the machine your sitting on is very effective. It is meant to fully awake your potential. And it was too soon." Gabriel looked down at him; with the same eyes he looked up at him, his chest pumping up slowly as his still hard penis was stuck in between the Gabriel and zack’s belly. His ass spread by the man’s hand, he made circle around his butthole with the tip of his finger, making his round bum move mindlessly.

"Long ago, a boy just like you was unkept safe and he came here. Like you, he was tempted to go on it. But I wasn’t there to turn the machine off. Do you know how it ended ?"

Zachary shook his head.

"He was so aroused, so embodied by lust that his heart stopped. It wasn’t pretty to look at."

He observed the boy’s apparent fear, rubbing himself against the man’s chest. Gabriel squeezed him tight in his grip, so much he could’ve swore the boy’s hole could’ve let pass more than a finger, stretched wide. Like an inflatable puppet.

"Pup, I will never let anything hurt you." He said."

He then grabbed the boy by the butt and put him on the ground. Zach looked up at him in confusion. His heart squeezed; Gabriel now looked at him with anger in his eyes.

"But I can’t deny you’ve disobeyed me. So, I will let you go. You will be brought to a small cage where the rest of your education will be resumed."

"NO !" The boy screamed on all fours, his dick dangling in between his thighs.

Finally, he talked. He knew the machine made the boys a little daft, so seeing him able to talk so fast was astounding.

"No ? Boy, I can’t change how it works." He said.

"I will do anything."

Under the lad’s widened eyes, Gabriel zipped down his pants and, with a swing forward, his dick towered, menacing, above Zach’s head. It was longer and larger than anything he had ever seen, way bigger than his. It was veiny and red, hard as a rock.

"Touch it, boy."

He reached out for it. It was indeed hard, and although he tried it, it wouldn’t go down. He looked up at Gabriel, unsure of what to do.

"Boy, in life, we must give to earn. You’re not the only one to feel pleasure. People are very pleased if they feel it, and they’ll be more inclined to give you what you want if they think you’re worth it."

Zachary frowned, his right hand letting go of the big cock.

"I will probably ... no, I WILL return you to your cell in a few minutes. But, if you give me pleasure, I will maybe reconsider."

He passed a hand through the boy’s blond hair, cut short.

"And maybe I’ll forget it for this time. You’re pretty, Zach, and you’re talented, do you know that ? C’mon, go for it.

Unsure, Zachary looked at the enormous thing. He wants him to suck him ? He understood Gabriel for wanting to feel the same as he did, and he really wanted to stay with him, so the choice was easy to make, although he really was scared of what this monster of a cock could do to his throat.

He went to grab it with his mouth but it poked his cheek instead. He looked up, afraid of his reaction. He didn’t want to lose his interest. Gabriel looked at him expressionless. Okay, he went for it again. This time, he was able to lick it, to touch it with his blood-red lips. The odor emitted from his dick was rather tasty, making his tummy groan. He sucked the dick then. His tongue went around it, humidifying it.

Gabriel thought the boy was really going for it slowly. Without a second thought, he grabbed the back of his head and pushed it all the way in, making the boy squirm in surprise. It had just touched the back of his throat. It was mushy, it was warm. Then, he swung his hips back and forth, still holding the boy in place.

Zach’s throat was on fire. Everything it punched the back of his throat, he wanted to throw up. Suddenly, he felt a liquid flow at the back of his mouth, and with a last brutal swing of the hips, cum exploded in his mouth and throat, more than he had ever seen. He swallowed it and swallowed it but it kept coming, it soon filled up his mouth and went streaming down his chin and on the ground. The man let his head away, and he pulled out his dick, when he did, more cum went out, oozing out on the boy’s face and on his entire body, his back arching back and his bum swaying behind him. He closed his eyes as it came down on him.

"It’s good boy, let me see it." He said when, with his thumb, he pulled down his bottom lip open.

Cum fled out his mouth. As he took a look into it, he saw it was quite filled up to the brim. Seeing the boy’s throat, he understood he was still trying to swallow it all.

"Good boy, hey, come here."

He pulled him up and put him on his lap, his dick standing in between the boy’s smooth ass cheeks. Zach rubbed himself against Gabriel’s chest, and at the same time, rubbing his asshole against the man’s dick, making it cum more.

"Tomorrow, we have more to come." He said while stroking his jaw affectingly.

"What is going to come ?" The lad said, his eyes closed.

"Don’t worry. You’re not going to hurt.

When he looked again at the pretty boy, he found a sleeping lad, a string of cum stuck to his belly from his penis. He was so sticky. Even his ass was covered in it. Calmly, he took the boy in his arm and brought him upstairs, where he laid him on the ground, hooking the leash to a knob above.