Perverts 'R' Us

Maurice

By Antony Johnson ( m+/b, gangbang, anal, gay )

Hi, my name is Bryan. I'm 21 and live in Zook, Kansas. It's a small town between Great Bend, Dodge City, and Pratt. I'm currently working as a partial blacksmith and mechanic, and making some money because of cars driving by. I soon hope to meet a fine gal, but 'til that time I'm single - besides Maurice that is.

As in every small town, there is Jack shit to do around here, so we entertain each other with spitting contests and drinking Buds. My parents were running a small farm with a few cows, and we got some honeycombs at the back of the house. As a child we had a bus school. Every day school came to us, because we were living so isolated in the country.

From one of the farms some 15 miles from Zook came Maurice. I was six and he was twelve when we were in school. But we were in the same class, because he couldn't learn very well. His dad brought him every Monday with the tractor and picked him up every Saturday morning after school. The time in between he stayed in the barn behind the house. At that time the difference between six and twelve was pretty big, so he wouldn't hang out with me, except to beat me up with his so-called 'friends'. They all were much bigger than me and could spit much further. If they'd spit it was a nice firm glob of gooey, green mucus, which went straight to a lantern or pole. But when I had to spit some bubbly white spit would come out of my mouth, roll down my chin and slobber on my shirt. Well it cracked them up, for what is worth.

Maurice himself was pretty big for his age, rough, and would wander around all day in his overalls and tank. His arms were big, and if he was up to something you could tell by the smirk on his face and the sneering look in his eyes. To make a long story short, we had nothing in common and nothing to do with each other 'til one day in October.

It was Wednesday afternoon after school, I remember, when Maurice and some of his friends were hanging out in the barn. Barry, a real redneck from the Henderson house near Pickle Creek, called me into the Barn. They all were laughing when I entered and were looking in some magazine. At first I couldn't see, because the barn was divided in two parts - one down and the other up under the roof. It used to be and old hay attic. There they were.

Barry told me to get up there too, as he had to show me something. Barry walked up the ladder after me. Besides Maurice, there were two other guys, Mitchell and Cory, two brothers from a farm near Pawnee Stafford. Cory was fifteen and not working or going to school, but often hanging out with his younger brother Mitchell, who's the same age as Maurice, like Barry.

The magazine they were holding was an old and dirty adult thing with girls in it. Mitchell would point out some girl with some bare tits and the four of them would start laughing. Well I didn't get any of it, but I was extremely fascinated by these girls' pussies and what's inside of them. I looked at the pale, pink flesh of a girl with her widespread legs, showing her clitoris and hole. On the next page, I saw a guy shoving his fat cock up this girl's pussy and I noticed that my pants started stirring. With glazy eyes I looked at the girls in the magazine, showing what fitted inside of their 'cunts' as the boys would call it. I never had seen anything like that before, so I didn't know what to call it at all.

Barry noticed how I was rubbing my cock with out me knowing I was. The four guys started laughing again. Barry pushed me over on some haystack and brutally started rubbing my groin, wiggling up and down my premature stiffy.

All of a sudden, all the guys were holding me by my arms and my ankles while Barry took off my pants, wanting to show them my taut stiffy. I started crying and kicking them, when I hit Barry in the face. Maurice took over and yanked down my pants and under-drawers at the same time. He had a grinny smirk on his face and funny look in his eyes. He looked at my hardon and mumbled something to his buddies. They'd all agree and flipped me over on my belly. Mitchell and Cory still were holding my arms. Barry was whining about me kicking him in the face while Maurice positioned himself in front of me. He opened his fly and took out his smelly mushroom, wiggling it in front of me.

"Say sorry to Barry" he whispered to me. Terrified, I squealed, "I'm sorry, Barry, I'm sorry," but then Maurice gave me a firm slap in my face. When I opened my mouth to cry out for help, he jammed his smelly mushroom between my jaws, humping straightaway up and down, making me gag. I could taste the musky poisonous flavor of his twelve-year-old cock and the sweaty scent of his pubic hair.

Tears rolled over my cheeks when he released himself, grabbing my arm from Mitchell, who was looking stupid about what to do now. He opened his fly and positioned in front of me. He showed a fat cock about six inches long, first stroking himself in my face and then flopped his prick into my mouth. He grabbed my hair and lifted my head up so he looked me in the eyes while fucking my face.

After a while he started grunting and moaning and release his sperm in my gullet. I slobbered it up against my will, but I had no will at that time. Hell, I didn't even know what was going on there. When Cory started fucking my face, I noticed some muffling behind me. All of a sudden, Barry and Maurice started spitting on my ass. That disgusted me, why? I tried to ask but Cory showed his 7-inch adolescent cock back in my mouth. Then I tried to bite him on his cock, but he was faster than I was and rejected fast, then smacked me in the face with his fist and squeezed his cock back inside me.

At that time Maurice forced his cock in my behind and I felt an excruciating pain in my intestine and sphincter. Maurice started fucking my six-year-old boy-butt and moved it in fast and hard. I started squirming and trying to escape, but Mitchell was now nearly sitting on top of me like he was horse-riding. Cory had pulled out his cock from my mouth and I started screaming. But the pain had taken away my voice, so only a yelp of air came out. Maurice fucked me hard and took pleasure in my pain. My body started twisting and I could feel Mitchell's pooper sticking on my back while I was twisting.

Then Maurice started cumming in my bowels. He slowed down and huffed and puffed at my behind. I looked at him and I could see his glazy eyes and the state of happiness he was in, which even made me forget my pain and sorrow. Then I could feel the force of his cum in my ass. His lukewarm shots of sperm in my rectum brought even me to ecstasy.

Then they let go of me. I was worn out and the pain from my ass returned in waves as tummy pain. Cory stood in front of me. With him being the oldest, he took the initiative. Maurice just glazed at me. Cory was holding a rope in his hands, which he flipped over one of the beams of the roof of the barn. The other end he tied to my right ankle and started lifting my legs in the air. Still overwhelmed, I was not able to object or talk. Tears were running down my face, still looking at Maurice.

Now both of my legs were lifted in the air and Cory started moving close to me. His cock wasn't fully hard when he moved it into me.

"Gosh" he said, "Maurice, you've made a wet mess of his pussy."

Stamping his rod inside me and becoming hard again I felt how my bruised ass was being torn apart by this fat monster of a cock. I looked at myself as if I wasn't there any more and saw how my own cock had fully rejected in the cushion of fat in my groin. Only the head peeked out. I felt embarrassed and was in agony. But looking at these guys playing themselves and Cory working up my ass made me feel being part of something what was bigger and beyond myself.

Looking at Maurice playing with his limp cock trying making it hard again kinda turned me on and I noticed that the pain was aching away. Cory was also forcefully working on my ass and my tiny prostate, which gave me a tingling feeling on my ball sac. I saw how my penis started stirring and getting hard again. Barry said it first and the guys started cheering for me - and still Cory was working up to cum inside me. But right as was cumming his cock flopped out and he spewed his semen all over me, messing me up entirely.

My cock was now fully hard and Mitchell took his turn, but started off returning some of the favor. He took my two-inch cock in his mouth and started lapping my tiny cock head. While Cory's sperm dribbled from my belly Maurice's was running down my arsehole leaking in the hay. Mitchell now also wanted some ass and tried first while licking me to push him into my hole. But that didn't work for him, so he let go of my cock and started fucking my wide-spread, open pooper. He soon was done fucking me, he was so turned on by all of this porn that he shot within a few seconds after entering me.

Then it was Barry's time. Still a bit angry, he tried to hurt me by fucking me rigorously hard and tried to get ride of his anger by stomping hard against my behind. But after Cory's cock they could even force a crocodile up my arse if they wanted. I was no longer in pain and my six-year-old cock stood firmly up, waiting for the next. Barry humped and stumped and started making faces while cumming in my ass, which even made me laugh. He grabbed my loins and made me rock up and down at the same time as he was oozing into my rectum.

Then they were done doing me. "That was some pussy!" Barry proclaimed whilst the boys agreed on this. As they were leaving Maurice told me to stay as I was.

As they were leaving the barn, I moved myself up, feeling a slight discomfort in my belly. I released myself from the ropes still hanging down the beam and fell back on the haystack. I touched my hole and noticed it was wide open. It felt strange, wet and numb. I was tired too and my nerves felt tortured.

Then, after five minutes, Maurice came back up the ladder. He lay next to me, looking at me and whispering, "That was absolutely fucking great!"

I softly hummed, not knowing whether I was agreeing or not. Then he touched me softly on my belly. "Are you sore?" I hummed again.

Then he started playing with my cock, making it hard again, rolling up and down the tiny sleeve of my foreskin. I could feel a strange dazzling feeling in my lower tummy. Then he brought his head down to my two-inch shaft and started sucking me, each time a bit harder and rougher, while he had released his own cock, working his own circumcised penis at the shaft and rolling his balls in his hands.

Then in the midst of everything, I felt the terrible urge to pee. No even more than peeing. An overwhelming wave of happiness flushed over me. I could feel how I started sweating and how my mouth all of a sudden was dry.

"Maurice," I squealed, "I'm cumming." I never ever came before, but my instinct knew what was going on. I started humping in Maurice's mouth, grabbing myself by my sac. Maurice kept going on while I lost my mind, I thought. I could feel my anus pulsating in my crack and slowly I gained my senses back.

"That was awesome" I said with a whispering voice. Maurice was also nearly cumming and a feeling of love for him overwhelmed me. I turned my face to him and kissed him on his mouth. He opened his mouth and started pushing his tongue in my mouth. He started moving on top of me, humping his fat cock against my leg, rubbing it in his own pre-cum. Then I could hear his breath in my ear, heavy and rushing, faster and faster. He moaned one time and his sticky cum shot over my leg. While kissing, he rolled off me, stopped kissing, and looked embarrassed searching for his overalls. For weeks he didn't say a thing to me, but the one evening he called me into the barn again. And since then we are lovers every once in a while.