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Wild Jack's
Howling wind whistled between the loose glass and the rotting frame of the window in the tiny bathroom. The rattling fury almost shook the dirty glass free of the splintered wood.
"That's it bitch. Suck that dick like your life depended on it," Derek said, pulling Cody hard by his silky blonde hair.
Cody was on his knees, with his shorts down around his ankles. Derek got off on seeing the boy's smooth, round ass while the whore serviced him. He pumped his thick dick hard into the boy's pretty face.
"You better do a good job whore," Derek said, digging his fingers deeper into Cody's hair.
Derek's voice echoed in Cody's ears over the sound of the shrieking wind like the thundering words of ancient Gods. Up here, in the asshole end of nowhere, Derek was a law unto himself and Cody was the unforgiven. He'd felt the wrath of Derek too many times to disobey him. No one cared about protecting a whore like him from Derek.
"That's it boy hold still. I'm gonna come in your mouth like a pussy," Derek said, shoving his cock deep down the boy's throat again and again.
The frightened boy whore sucked him off, taking his cock deep down his throat, while Derek held him still and fucked his face hard and fast.
"Here comes my load bitch and you better not spill a fucking drop," Derek said in a strangled voice, grunting as he drove his hips hard into Cody's face.
The force of his thrusts pinned the boy up against the wall. Derek came like that, every thrust pushing Cody's head hard into the wall behind him. The boy was relieved when Derek finally let him go and dropped dirty crumpled dollar bills on the filthy floor.
"Great job whore. You suck dick better than a bitch," Derek said stuffing his dick back into his pants. "I'll come up to your room and fuck your ass later. Unless you got a problem with that?" He gave the boy a long, hard look.
Cody knew all it would take was one phone call from the local sheriff to put him in jail for a long time.
"No Sheriff, no problem," the boy said, dropping his eyes.
When the Sheriff left, Cody pulled his shorts up and got to his feet. He leaned his head against the wooden stall, thinking. He didn't want to go back out into the bar, but tomorrow was the first and rent was due. He'd spent the last of his rent money last night.
Back home, at college, he'd never thought he'd end up being a whore in a bar in the land of the midnight sun. The oil workers who kept Wild Jack's in business were big hard men who braved the cold and ice everyday, depending on each other for their lives. Lucky for Cody, come Friday night, they wanted a little fun with a pretty boy. It beat being locked up in jail in upstate New York.
"But not by much," he mumbled to himself, pushing his way past a man on his way into the bathroom. Probably his next customer.
Out in the bar, the man sitting alone in the corner watched as first Derek came out of the bathroom and then in a little while, Cody. He'd been waiting 'til he saw Cody again to get another drink. He signaled the boy for another beer, wondering if the man had fucked his ass or his face.
Cody brought the beer. A little slopped over onto the table when he set the glass down.
"Clean that up boy," the stranger said. His voice was low and deep.
"Sloppy work pisses me off."
The hard edge in his voice cut through Cody like the icy cold outside, chilling him to the bone. The stranger didn't scare him the same way Derek's brutish threats of constant beatings did. The sheriff was dangerous like a bear crashing through a forest. This guy would strike like a snake - quick, hard, deadly. What the fuck? Cody thought. Just another man who thinks I'm nothing. I can charge him twice the going rate. He's a stranger. Cody cleaned up the mess, leaning over the table, letting the stranger get a good, long look at his ass in the tight, denim cut-off shorts.
Cody felt the man's dark eyes boring into him as he cleaned up the mess. He stole a look at him out of the corner of his eye. His weathered face had fought a lot of long hard winters. He was big and bulky, like all the men in Wild Jack's. The rolled up sleeves of his dark red flannel shirt showed his bulging biceps and his huge forearms. But this guy was different from the big clumsy men who were the bar's regulars.
There was a stillness about him that bordered on arrogance. A hard coldness that was like the land he worked - mysterious, alluring. It was in the way he sat, the way he looked Cody up and down with naked need and desire. He controlled everything he did, and did nothing he couldn't control completely. It was all or nothing with him. Cody was irresistibly drawn to that stillness.
A little beer spilled onto the crotch of the man's jeans. Cody couldn't help but notice the bulge outlined by the wetness. The man grabbed his small arm in his big hand and pulled Cody close to his dark, unforgiving eyes. The boy saw a cold hard glint in his black eyes that sent a shiver down his spine.
"You're a bad waitress boy. I oughta make you lick that shit up. You suck dick any better than you serve beer bitch?"
"Yes Sir." Cody smiled nervously, trying to ignore the pain in his arm. "You wanna meet me in the last stall?"
Trent saw fear mixed with desire in the boy's eyes, and his semi-hard cock swelled between his legs. He squeezed Cody's arm harder. It would be good to fuck a pretty boy whose ass was all broken in.
"You fucking stupid bitch!"
Derek's bellow carried across the small bar over the voices of the drunken men. They were used to Derek's tantrums. Everyone ignored him. Except Cody. He knew the Sheriff was coming for him.
Derek stormed across the bar, scattering the men in his way like a mini tornado.
"Uh oh," one of the men at the pool table said. "That bitch's about to get his ass kicked."
Their drunken laughs were like far off thunder - loud and booming - but harmless.
Derek grabbed Cody's arm and dragged him out of Trent's grasp over to the dim light near the bar.
"Something wrong Sir?" Cody said. His voice trembled like jello on a violent sea.
"You damn right boy. Look at that," Derek said, pointing at a white cum stain on his black uniform.
"I fucking told you to be careful!" he screamed into Cody' face, and backhanded him hard across the face.
The petite boy was no match for Derek's bulk. He flew across the room like a rag doll and landed at Trent's feet. Cody scampered back until his back was pressed up against the wall. Derek was bearing down on him like a bull chasing after a red flag. Suddenly a dark shadow fell across the boy.
"Is there a problem friend?" Trent said, stepping in front of Cody.
He looked Derek in the eyes with the calm of a man who's met death eye to eye.
"Yeah there's a goddamn problem. This fucking bitch needs to learn a lesson. I told him to be careful," Derek said, reaching down to drag Cody out of the corner.
"Well maybe he could just apologize," Trent said, moving to block Derek. He seemed oblivious to the other man's rage.
"Look Mister, why don't you just mind your own fucking business," Derek said eyeing the stranger. "You'll stay healthy like that."
Trent shrugged, looking at the man's uniform in disgust. "I ain't no health freak. How 'bout you friend?"
"He's a salad man," a drunken voice yelled out, making all the men break out in loud drunken laughter.
This guy had pissed Trent off. Yeah, the boy was a whore, but that wasn't a reason to beat him up for fun on a Friday night. Everyone in the bar was watching. This was the best entertainment they'd had in months. No one ever went up against the town Sheriff. He was built like an ox.
The two men faced each other like bears about to wrestle. They were evenly matched in size and strength. But Trent radiated that stillness Cody had sensed earlier - like the controlled power of a sleek panther on the hunt.
Derek met Trent's dark eyes. The Sheriff knew he couldn't fall back on his uniform and arrest the man. If he did, the men in town would think he was a pussy who hid behind his badge because he couldn't fight like a man.
Derek drew back his ham-sized fist and struck out, but Trent ducked him easily. The two men fell down and rolled around on the dirty, sawdust covered floor. When they came up, Trent's thickly muscled arm was wrapped around Derek's neck. The Sheriff was gasping, struggling to breathe and spitting out pieces of sawdust.
Cody held back a dark smile. There you bastard, he thought. Derek had beat him up more times than he could count. There. Now you know how it feels.
"Now I'm not a violent man," Trent said with a calm, neutral voice that didn't match the barely controlled rage on his face. "But that boy was serving me a beer and you interrupted him. I think you owe the waitress over there an apology," he said, ignoring Derek's frantic struggles.
"Fuck you," Derek said in a harsh whisper.
"I've never killed a man," Trent said, talking slowly, like someone with all the time in the world. "But you keep pissing me off and come the summer thaw, they're gonna find your sorry ass floating in the river out back, uniform an' all."
His grasp tightened around Derek's neck, making the Sheriff's face almost purple with rage and humiliation. The bar had gone deathly silent. All eyes were glued to the two men.
"Sorry," Derek managed to gasp. "Now let me the fuck go asshole."
Trent let him drop to the dirty wooden floor.
"You ok kid?" Trent said, turning to the blonde boy cowering in the corner.
"Yeah, sure, I'm fine," Cody said, hating the tremor in his voice.
He looked up at the stranger, not sure what to think. No one ever stood up for him. Until tonight, nobody had dared to go up against the Sheriff - not for a whore like him.
"Here," Trent said, handing the boy his beer. "You need this more than I do."
"You done enough," Cody said, pushing the beer back into his hands. He was already thinking about what would happen when the stranger left the bar tonight.
"Sure kid, whatever you say. But I think your buddy the Sheriff over there is just itching to rearrange your pretty face," he said, looking over at the bar. Derek was sitting on a stool seething, just waiting for Trent to leave.
Trent turned to walk out of the bar. Derek got down from his barstool, heading for Cody. And he looked really pissed. Fuck, no, Cody thought.
"Hey Mister," the boy yelled after Trent.
"Yeah kid?" Trent said, turning back to him.
"You think maybe you could give me a ride someplace?"
"Sure thing boy. Let's go," Trent said.
Cody took one last look back at Derek, then turned to follow Trent out into the howling night wind that blew bitterly cold. Outside, driving down the lonely highway, Cody watched the aurora borealis lights chase across the night sky. When Trent's hand stole into his crotch, the boy spread his legs, giving himself up to the darkly lit night.
The ride up to Trent's cabin seemed to take forever, like they had fallen into a place out of time. The road took them on a winding path up through the mountains with only the northern lights to show the way. Cody somehow knew that he had left his life at the bar behind him forever.
Finally, Trent turned down a dark, winding path between thick trees and pulled up in front of a big cabin. Cody barely had a chance to step down out of the truck before Trent grabbed him and dragged him to the door through the snow. Cody didn't see why. It would have been foolish to run. He was so far out in the middle of nowhere that the only sound was the howling of wolves who would rip him to shreds before he even made it back to the main road.
Trent unlocked the front door, letting warm air out into the cold, dark night.
"Get in there boy," he said, and pushed Cody roughly inside.
Cody was beginning to have second thoughts. Something in Trent had changed. He backed up a step when Trent came through the door after him and turned on a small lamp.
Trent walked by Cody, ignoring him, and stacked wood in the stone fireplace built into one wall of the cabin. Soon flames leapt high, filling the dark room with the orange glow of dancing firelight.
"Take your clothes off bitch," Trent said without turning around.
Cody stood still, not sure what to do. At twenty-two, he'd seen a lot of bad things. Suddenly coming home with a stranger in the middle of the night didn't seem like such a good idea.
The boy's fear and desire intoxicated Trent. He was gonna have some serious fun with this slut tonight whether he liked it or not. He let the boy stand there a minute until he got the fire going really good. When it was blazing strong and high, he got up and walked over to Cody.
He grabbed the boy, feeling him cringe in his grasp. Without a word, he unzipped Cody's shorts and pulled them down.
"On your knees bitch. Bend over." Cody obeyed, relieved. Good. All this guy wanted was to fuck his ass. Maybe after that, he wouldn't be so wired.
Trent looked at the boy's ass in the flickering light of the fireplace. The boy's ass was round and smooth. But before he finished with him, it would be red and welted.
Trent took off his thick leather belt and doubled it. He grabbed hold of Cody's balls and squeezed. The boy gasped in pain and struggled, in a panic. He'd heard stories of men who did real bad things. Some whores had gone missing. Oh Christ, Cody thought.
"Maybe you got a hearing problem boy. I fucking told you to get naked," Trent said.
He brought the strap down hard on the boy's smooth ass, squeezing his balls hard. Cody yelped and struggled violently. Oh fuck, I swapped one psycho for another one.
"Stay the fuck still bitch or I'll pull these goddamn things off. I don't see what you need them for anyway, you cock sucking little bitch," he said, yanking on the whore's balls.
He brought the strap down again, hard enough to make Cody scream. His balls and his ass hurt horribly, but what terrified Cody most of all were all the stories he'd had heard about the so-called 'stranger in the woods' flowing madly through his mind, filling his head with headlines about missing boys. He didn't know anything about this guy. Not even his name. A wolf howled outside, so close it sounded like a visitor calling.
"Turn around whore."
Cody turned around on his knees and looked up at the stranger.
Trent saw the stark terror in the boy's eyes. He'd heard the stories too. He didn't want the boy in fear of his life. He liked to see whores have a good time. He liked to make a bitch come real good after he'd whipped their whore ass and fucked them good and hard.
"What's your name?" Cody said, looking up into his stone cold eyes. He suddenly had to know.
"Shut the fuck up and get naked bitch. You're lucky. I'm not him. That's all you need to know," Trent said.
Cody didn't know why, but he believed him. He relaxed. A little. Trent watched with hungry eyes as the boy slowly took off his t-shirt and shorts. His pink nipples were hard on his smooth hairless chest. His silky blonde hair fell just past his ears and his pink lips came together in a delicious pout. He was aching to strap this boy's ass and sink into his tight hole.
Trent pulled Cody by the hair and rubbed his face roughly into his bulging crotch. "You feel that boy?" he said. "You're gonna take all that up your ass tonight and you're gonna love it no matter how hard I give it to you. Aren't you bitch?" he said, letting go and slapping Cody's face hard.
The blow rocked Cody and took his breath away, but he managed to stay on his knees.
"Yes Sir," he said, his hand going to the side of his face.
"Don't worry bitch. I won't mess up that pretty boy face. Not as long as you do what you're told. You piss me off and I'll carve it up like a road map."
Cody was silent, but his heart galloped hard in his chest. Trent meant every word. He might not be the stranger in the woods, but he would hurt Cody bad if he pissed him off.
"Anyone fuck your ass yet tonight?"
Cody looked up at him with the desperate look of a cornered animal. Suddenly he didn't wanna be a whore. He wanted to be Trent's boy. He wanted to be able to say 'No Sir, you're my first.' But Cody's days of being a virgin were long gone. Trent sensed his fear and desperation. "It's alright boy. I know you're a whore."
He stepped even closer to Cody and pulled him by the hair until his head was pulled back painfully as far as it would go.
"How many bitch?" Trent's eyes bored into him, through him.
There was no escaping those twin knives stabbing deep into the heart of him.
"Two Sir," he said, closing his eyes against silent tears.
"You know what you need boy?" Trent said, letting go.
"No Sir," Cody said, his eyes on the floor.
"A bath," Trent said.
Upstairs in the bathroom, Cody knelt obediently at Trent's feet with his round willing ass high up in the air. His head rested on the floor on his hands.
"You stay just like that boy while I run a nice hot bath for you," Trent said, opening the pipe and letting the hot water run into the huge bathtub.
He put the rubber plug in the drain, thinking of what it was gonna feel like to plug his new boy's ass.
"I'm gonna have to clean up that whore ass boy. Who knows how many of those nasty fuckers really had your ass tonight," he said reaching for the enema bag already filled with warm soapy water.
"Please sir, only two, I swear," Cody said, not daring to move or look up. He shot a terrified glance at the enema bag.
"Shut the fuck up bitch," Trent said.
His heavy, calloused hand came down hard on Cody's exposed ass.
"I'm gonna put this hose inside your bitch ass, and you moan and cry all you want but you better not move a muscle. You got that whore?"
His huge paw came down hard on Cody's reddening ass again.
"Yes Sir," Cody said miserably, his head hanging between his arms. Trent put the hose in slowly, and then raised the bag higher and higher, letting gravity fill the boy's asshole.
Cody felt the warm water pouring into him and only his fear of what Trent would do to him if he disobeyed kept him from moving.
"You like that water going up your bitch ass getting you all nice and clean for me bitch?"
Cody was sweating. Small droplets lined his forehead.
"No Sir," Cody said, fighting desperately to stay still.
"Wrong answer bitch," Trent said.
He took out the hose and replaced it with a butt pug.
"Here's what happens to bitches who give the wrong answer around here," he said, bringing his thick leather belt down hard on Cody's ass.
Cody hissed in breath. His insides felt like he was gonna bust. The cramping pain in his gut became his universe and Trent was God in his universe of pain.
"Let's try it again. You like your enema bitch?"
"Yes Sir," Cody said, crying silently now. There was no sense fighting anymore. The pain would go on and on until Trent decided it was time for it to stop.
"Good answer bitch," Trent said, unzipping his pants. The sound of total surrender in Cody's voice gave him an electric rush of pure desire. Nothing mattered to Cody now except pleasing Trent and giving him all the right answers.
"Turn around and get over here you little cock sucking bitch."
Trent's hard throbbing dick was sticking out of his unzipped pants. He was long and thick and even through the cramping pain, Cody ached for the feel of that cock pounding up his tight hole.
"Here's your reward bitch. Suck my fucking dick you little whore," he said, grabbing Cody by the hair and shoving his dick deep down his throat.
Cody's lips felt good wrapped around his hard, aching dick. He could see tears trailing down the boy's cheeks. But when he looked up at Trent and their eyes met for an instant, Trent saw Cody's naked need to be owned and used like the bitch he was.
Lust raced through Trent and he fought the urge to just rip out the plug and fuck the boy hard enough to make him bleed. Instead, he grabbed Cody by the hair and forced his mouth open and fucked his face hard.
"You know what bitch?" he said, pumping his thick dick hard into the back of the boy's mouth. "If I don't take that plug out pretty soon, your tiny little insides will just bust wide open and it'd kill you. Not quick either," he said, fucking his face slow now. "Uh uh. You'd take a good long time dying like that."
Cody panicked and suddenly the cramps seemed three times worse than just a second ago.
"You know what that means boy?" Trent said, sinking himself to the hilt in Cody's mouth. The boy's throat was fucking bottomless.
"It means I fucking own your life, doesn't it bitch?" he said, easing himself out of the boy's mouth.
"Yes Sir," Cody said, the cramps were so bad now, he was trembling.
"And since I own your life, that makes you my fucking bitch slave, doesn't it boy?"
"Yes Sir," Cody said.
Trent grabbed his hair and forced his huge cock down his aching throat. The thought of truly belonging to someone like Trent made filled Cody with terror. But he was helpless in the grip of his need to be used by another man who would degrade him and possess him completely.
"Who does your life belong to boy?" Trent demanded, pulling his dick of the boy whore's mouth.
"To you Sir," Cody said.
"What does that make you boy?" he said grabbing Cody's hair and forcing him to look up into his hard eyes.
"Your bitch slave Sir," Cody said, meeting those dark eyes.
Trent let go. The cramps were making his petite body shake from head to toe and tears tracked down his soft cheeks.
When Cody's mouth reached blindly through his tears for Trent's thick, hard cock again, hot lust pumped through him, making his cock ache to sink into the boy's beautiful masochist ass and claim him for his own.
"Bend over boy," Trent said.
Cody bent over obediently, even though it hurt horribly.
"Listen to me bitch," Trent said and put a soothing hand on Cody's trembling ass. "I'm gonna take this plug out, but don't even think of letting it out 'til you get on the toilet. You hear me?"
"Yes Sir," Cody said. "Thank you Sir," he said through his tears. He was grateful because for the first time in his life he felt completely safe.
Trent took the plug out and Cody sprang up and got on the toilet. He was utterly humiliated that Trent stood there and watched while he relieved himself.
Afterward, Trent gave him a long hot bath and washed his hair.
"Don't you feel better now with the stink of those drunks washed off you boy?" Trent said, when he'd finished drying Cody off.
"Yes Sir," Cody said.
"Get downstairs boy. The fun's about to start," Trent said, smiling wickedly and flicking Cody's naked ass with the wet towel.
Downstairs, Cody sat in front of the roaring fire, wearing leather cuffs. He felt cleaner than he'd felt in years. It was like Trent's enema and bath had washed away his years of being a whore for anyone with a dick and a dollar.
"Crawl over here boy," Trent said.
He crawled over to Trent. When he'd gotten here tonight, two wrought iron lanterns had been hanging from the two black heavy duty hooks in the ceiling. Now, a long wrought iron bar hung by two thick black chains from those same hooks. Two open padlocks were attached to each chain, just above the bar.
"Stand up bitch. Put your hands on the bar."
Trent used the pad locks to secure the rings on the leather cuffs to the bar. He passed his hands lightly over Cody's naked body, paying special attention to his round smooth ass. He slipped two fingers inside the boy's ass. His hungry hole practically sucked them in and Cody moaned softly.
"Goddamn boy. You're such a fucking whore I bet these fingers don't even feel like nothing, do they bitch?" he said, slipping his fingers in and out of the boy's tight, hungry hole.
He reached around with his other hand and stroked the boy's rock hard dick. Cody moaned louder and moved his hips to the rhythm of Trent's hand.
"Who owns you?" Trent said into his ear.
"You do Sir," Cody said, his dick throbbing and aching. "Please Sir, please just fuck me Sir, please," Cody begged.
Trent's fingers slipped out of the boy's ass and he gave his balls a hard squeeze. Cody cried out but said nothing.
"Who the fuck do you think you're talking to boy? One of those sad sack drunks back at the bar? I'll fuck your ass all right. When your ass looks like the bitch slave you are, then I'll fuck you hard and show you your goddamn place you fucking whore," he said, giving his balls one last savage squeeze. Cody screamed in agony.
Trent stepped back, picked up the leather belt and brought it down hard on the boy's ass over and over again. Cody's head rested on one arm. His feet were wide apart and planted firmly on the ground. The belt left angry red welts on his ass with every blow.
Cody tensed with every stroke of the thick, heavy leather belt. Each stroke filled his head with a red haze of pain that pushed everything else out. There was only the pain and him. It filled him, consumed him until he became nothing but the pain.
Trent slid his finger up Cody's ass, and the boy moaned in ecstasy. He was desperate to get his ass fucked.
"See what a whore you are? Your ass is all welted up and you still wanna get fucked don't you?" he said, slipping another finger inside the boy's greedy hole.
"Yes Sir," Cody said, not daring to beg for Trent's cock up his ass.
"You see now boy that I fucking own you?" Trent said, and slipped another finger inside Cody's tight hole. The boy pushed his ass back to meet Trent's fingers.
"Yes Sir," Cody said, breathing hard. "Please Sir," he begged. He couldn't help himself.
"Please what boy?" Trent said, moving his fingers slowly in and out of Cody's fuck hole. "Please give your bitch slave more of your leather belt Sir? Is that what you meant to say boy?"
"Yes Sir," Cody said, pleasure roaring through him, making him almost dizzy.
"Let me hear it whore," Trent demanded, reaching around and squeezing Cody's nipples while he fingered his ass. "Let me hear you beg for it like the slut you are."
"Please Sir," Cody said. "Please belt your bitch slave's ass Sir," he said, sticking his red, aching ass out for the belt.
Trent brought the belt down on Cody's ass again and again. The boy grunted and whimpered but he kept his ass out to receive every blow. With every welt he raised on Cody's ass, the boy belonged more and more to him. His whimpering moans were as intoxicating to Trent as a fine, aged scotch.
He ran his hand over the welts on the boy whore's ass. He was whimpering and breathing hard and when Trent took Cody's cock in his hand, the boy almost exploded.
"You want more boy?" Trent said.
"Yes Sir, please Sir, whip your bitch slave's ass Sir. Please," Cody begged, sticking his ass out and moving it sensually from side to side.
The sight of Cody's welted ass sticking out, begging for more consumed Trent with the unbearable need to fuck his bitch ass.
For Cody, it was like he'd been waiting all his twenty two years for a beating like this from a man like Trent, whose still power was irresistible.
Trent's heart hammered in his chest like some wild drummer calling ancient Gods. His animal need to fuck the boys' ass and own this masochist slut whipped through him like a primitive, savage hunger. He laid into the boy's ass over and over again, showing him no mercy. Cody's body hung limp and unresisting. He was inside the pain, floating in a pool of desire and need so deep it would never be fulfilled.
Cody's whimpers became screams of agony and Trent could see that his delicate, abused ass was about to bleed. He made himself stop. Trent got the keys and undid the padlocks. Cody's small, trembling body slipped to his knees and he sobbed at Trent's feet. He stroked the top of the boy's head gently. Cody rubbed his tear- streaked face along the length of Trent's throbbing cock.
"You ready for me now boy? You ready to show me what a fucking cock sucking bitch slave you are?"
Cody answered by taking Trent's thick tool into his mouth until it touched the back of this throat. Trent almost exploded right then and there.
Trent couldn't wait any longer. He pushed Cody roughly onto his back.
"How does your ass feel boy?" Trent said, rubbing the head of his dick against the outside of Cody's hungry hole.
"It hurts Sir."
"Good. Rub your ass on the carpet you bitch whore. Hurt yourself for me."
Trent watched the boy rub his aching ass into the hard rough carpet while he lubed his throbbing tool with K-Y and got ready to give him the fucking of his young life.
Cody was crying softly again.
"Hurts doesn't it bitch? Good. That's how a whore's ass should feel when he's getting fucked," Trent said, teasing Cody's hole again.
"After tonight boy, you're gonna be my fucking whore," he said and sank himself slowly, inch by inch into Cody's tight hole.
Cody moaned softly. His hole ached trying to take all of Trent's incredibly thick cock. He fucked him hard, pulling all the way out, then slamming his thick pole hard into him over and over again. Trent watched the boy squirming under him, grinding his aching ass into the rough carpet.
"Play with that bitch whore cock boy. I wanna see you come like a dog after I whipped the shit out of you," Trent said sinking into Cody's hot hole again and again.
He slapped the boy's face. "Who fucking owns your ass now boy?" Cody's ass was on fire and Trent was fucking him like a demon. Yes, he fucking belonged to this man who could take what he wanted and give him what he needed.
"You do Sir," Cody said, moaning, panting hard.
"What are you Cody?" Trent said, fucking him savagely. He slammed his cock into him, battering away the last shreds of his will.
"Your bitch slave Sir," Cody said, his hand sliding up and down his desperate, throbbing shaft.
"That's right boy. You're a fucking animal who doesn't even come without permission," Trent said, plowing deep into Cody's tight fuck hole. "You're my animal now. I fucking own your bitch ass," he said, grunting and using his powerful hips to slam his incredibly hard cock into Cody's hot, aching asshole like a jackhammer.
"Please Sir, please can I come Sir?," Cody begged desperately. "Go ahead, you desperate whore. Come like a dog after I beat your whore ass."
Cody exploded and bucked and thrashed against Trent's strong body.
Trent couldn't take it anymore. Seeing Cody come like that after he'd humiliated and abused him made his throbbing cock explode inside the boy's tight hole.
"You're making me come, you fucking whore!" Trent said, shooting his load deep into Cody's tight asshole.
He slipped his dick out of the boy's abused hole and drew him close. Cody rested his head on Trent's powerful chest and reveled in the feeling of belonging to someone for the first time in his life.
"Please don't take me back, Sir," he whispered, almost to himself.
"Not on your life son," Trent said. A small, contented smile crossed his face and he kissed the top of his new boy's head as he gently stroked his silky, soft hair.
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