“Suck it sissy!”
“Down your throat you little fag!”
“What the fuck you little twink you can to better than that!”
The last shout was mine. I'm the guy getting my dick sucked. The faggot in question was a boy named Sam, he was 14, Mixed white and Asian and incredibly effeminate. His raven black hair that fell to his shoulders, was bunched in my fist, pressing his soft features and plump lips into my crotch. His dark brown eyes were clenched, as the tears they shed mixed with the saliva and pre-cum on his face. My 8 inch long cock was pressing into his throat, and his button nose was trying desperately trying to provide his sexy little body with oxygen.
“Listen little girl. If you're going to wrestle like a sissy you're going to get treated like one. Now I'm going fuck your throat, and there's jack shit you can do about it. But I treat my girls right, if they treat me right, you do well, you suck me good, and You won't have to spend the rest of the day sucking cock. I feel teeth, or don't like what you're doing there will be hell to pay. Get it?”I asked, my dick still in his mouth.
The little faggot choked, and sobbed but grunted in the affirmative.
"Good sissy bitch. As I pull my dick out, you suck on it like a straw. When I push forward you try to relax your throat. Jack here is going to hold your clitty, if I say so, he's going to punish your puny dicklet like so.”
Jack squeezed and twisted the little kids cock and balls, and in response Sam shrieked, inadvertently allowing all of my cock into his mouth, and throat.
Jack stopped, and I held my dick in his throat for a second, looking down at him.
“Now go to work princess.” I said, spitting on his face.
He did. Pretty well for his first time, his coordination was sloppy, and his timing stunk, but it worked well. My dick was moving in and out of his throat, but because of the angle most of my dick was still in his mouth, and not deep in his tonsils like I desired.
"Jack, let's get him on the bed, laid back with his head off the bed."
Jack grabbed his legs, and I grabbed his under his arms, keeping my dick in his mouth as we went. We laid him on his back, with his head off the bed. One of my Juniors held is his shoulders, the other held his legs, putting his own legs underneath the boys knees so that he could gain no traction , and Jack pressed one hand into the his chest and the other maintained its vice grip on his balls.
"Hey their princess. Comfy? Good! You're in ancient history class right? All freshmen are. Do you know what Irrumatio is? It's an ancient concept of reclaiming ones honor. Our team's named the Legionaries, like the soldiers of ancient Rome, and in Rome when a man dishonored you in the process of committing a crime, it was any free Roman mans right, some speculate even duty, to reclaim it, by basically throat fucking the criminal. It was used mostly in cases of adultery, but you dishonored me, and your team by losing today Sam. So now, I retake our honor."
And with that I shoved my cock down the boys throat, his nose pressing against my balls his throat rapidly contracting around my dick. I began a viscous throat assault. I pulled in and thrust forward with such force the boys body moved backward and his body shook, along with the whole bed. He cried and choked, his eyes and his nose streaming, his mouth overflowing with saliva .
I found a spot in his throat that rubbed my cock head just the right way and was begging to feel an orgasm coming on, and as tempting as it was to throat fuck him til I came, it could not be so, this was a lesson, and my cock needed to stay nice and hard for it.
I paused my assault for a bit, basking in the feel of his throat. I forgot to let him breathe and he almost passed out, it was pretty funny, seeing his tired body shaking with renewed vigor in fear.
"Set him up for the battering ram Jack. We need to finish this up."
Jack nodded. One of the boys produced a spider gag which was quickly put in his mouth and secured behind his head, I put my dick back in his mouth, he was tied at the ankles, above the knee and just above the wrists elbows so that his movement was restricted completely. A strap was attached to his gag and his shoulder and elbows straps forcing his head back straightening his and securing his throat.
We laid him on his stomach, and I forced my dick farther down the boys throat, and nodded to Jack. Jack who took a leather strap from a beside table and handed it to me, as well as to my friends and took one for himself.
I looked at my accomplices, withdrew my cock so it was just barely past the O of the metal gag and said: 'Ready? One, two three!"
On three we all began beating the boy, Jack focused on Sam's ass while I swung indiscriminately while throat fucking him as hard as I've ever throat fucked.
He made no noises and barely struggled as we turned his yellowish brown flesh red with our straps. My cock was tingling from excitement, I needed to come soon, but I had one last humiliation to visit upon the poor faggot.
"Let's do this gentleman, you know the drill. When I say go."
We stopped beating him, the guys hoisted him up by his straps and I braced my back against the wall some five steps behind me. I began to furiously masturbate and grow closer and closer to orgasm. I looked over at the faggot, suspended by my men, his eyes still pleading with me, though one was partially shut by precum and throat juices. I got ready, and bellowed "GO!"
Without a split second delay they ran at me, holding the boy dick level, I continued to jack of until they were a foot away. I secured my hand at the base of my cock, flattening enough for a smooth entry into his mouth and deep into his throat. I threw my head back and screamed:
"TASTE A REAL MAN YOU SISSY!" as I had one of the most violent orgasms in my life. My orgasm lasted so long that the feelings of ecstasy had fully subsided a few seconds prior to the moment my dick stopped squirting.
He swallowed it. He had no choice. I pulled out and slumped down the wall, exhausted. My legs felt numb, my balls felt empty the only way my dick could get hard for a while was if you taxidermied it. I sat for a moment, in an almost euphoric state, less able to move than the still restrained faggot.
I rested for a bit, the boys had dropped the faggot, and were sitting around drinking some beers. When I was able to stand, I grabbed a bottle of water and drained it. It was Thursday, my Team had made it to an international high school wrestling championship and our 105 pound wrestler had been injured, and so we were forced to use Sam as a replacement. To be honest it wasn't his fault, he had lost to the number on ranked wrestler of his weight class and he'd only wrestled for two years prior to coming here. It probably wasn't fair to treat him this way, but I really didn't care. I'd wanted to have a fuck slave that could travel with me, stay in my room, do what I wanted etc. without raising suspicion.
We had raped one of the female wrestlers into submission, another Asian bitch named Sarah who was becoming dangerous. She was promoting the whole "Strong is sexy" thing and girls at our school were listening. So we raped her brutally, tortured her, made her submit and become a good little girl. In wrestling practices I have her twerk for her cardio, do squats over a dildo, do pull ups to a fake cock, suction cupped to the wall, unless she gets the thing all the way in her mouth the pull up doesn't count. It's hysterical. She would do what we wanted, but we can't sleep in the same room, or shower together etc without getting caught, and spending time in a girls room is very hard to do while we're traveling. So, Sam, the effeminate little boy cunt was going to serve as our pussy.
I did some thinking as to what I wanted to do with my bitch, and then realized what would be perfect. I picked up my cell phone, and called Sarah.
"Hey cunt is your master, where are you?"
"I'm working out daddy, what may I do to please you?" She replied in a submissive tone.
"Well you can get yourself nice and sweaty and come to my room, don't change don't do anything, just do your twerks, your cocksquats and get that pussy over to my room.... Ohh! I almost forgot, you're to bring me a slutty pair of girls panties, small sized, a slutty pair of short shorts the same size, some make up and your computer. Got all that you dumb cunt?"
"But daddy, I don't have anything small sized clothing, I'm a medium!"
"I thought Asians were smart, I don't care if they're yours steal them if you have to! But if you don't have what I ask for I'm going to let the whole team run a train on you. Got it bitch?"
"Yes... yes daddy, I'll get it for you daddy!" She whispered, the tension and fear in her voice easily recognizable.
"Good girl, now what do you say before you sign off?"
"Thank you daddy for teaching a worthless feminist bitch to be a cock craving cum dumpster Thank you for teaching me my rightful place in society."
"And where is your rightful place cunt?"
"My rightful place is wherever my master tells me, daddy."
"And who is your master cunt?"
"You are my master, daddy."
I smiled, I had her well trained.
"Good girl. Go. Don't be keep us waiting."
I was looking forward to what we are about to do to that poor Asian Boy.
