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Subject: Timmy Chapter 2
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TIMMY



This Story is FICTION, any people, persons, events or places are strictly 
coincidental. Some of the things and events that happen in this Story 
happen today in many parts of the world. If you are offended by torture, 
gross brutality, Male to male, male to child or male to boy sex you should 
leave this story immediately. This Story is written from the perspective of 
one of the many boys who are forced into slavery, to used as a toy for 
another man whims. You read in the news of boys been taken to become boy 
soldiers. This is one of the other boy stories.



Chapter 2



True to his word, about two hours later a young male, about 14 came into 
the hut. He just walked up to where I was sitting and pulled out his cock 
and brandished it in front of my face. Fearing repercussions' from Jamal, I 
took his cock into my mouth and sucked him off. He only took about 5 
minutes before he came and I was forced to swallow his cumm.

This happened about three times a day for about a week. Each time the boys 
were getting older and their cocks bigger. They didn't seem to care about 
me and just forced their cocks deep into my throat each time. Always the 
cocks were bigger each time. The last boy was about 18 or 19 and had a 8 
inch cock that was very thick. As he forced it into my mouth and throat I 
started choking. He didn't seem to care whether I choked to death on it or 
not. Finally I was able to push him away and he came on my face and chest. 
He seemed very mad that I had not sucked him off but just turned and left.



I went out to get a suntan as Jamal had ordered and after washing off all 
the grease returned to my hut. Jamal was waiting for me.

"Take off your shorts and lay down on the bed on your stomach."

I began to shake with fear as I did as he told me.

"Please don't hurt me Sir. I'm sorry but he was so big and he was choking 
me."

I began to cry.

Two boys, one of them the one that I was not able to swallow entered the 
hut.

"Hold him!" ordered Jamal.

They grabbed my arms and legs and held me flat down on the bed.

"I told you what would happen if any one was dissatisfied with you, didn't 
I? Well this is what you get."

He just started whipping me, with the boys holding me down I couldn't roll 
away and he lashed me all up and down my backside. I was crying and 
screaming for him to stop, but he just continued. Suddenly he stopped. He 
screamed something I didn't understand and then stormed out of the tent. 
The two boys released me and quickly left me to my misery. I must have 
cried for hours. About sundown the same boy who had been in my hut in the 
morning came in. He looked closely at the red marks covering my backside. I 
knew what he wanted and was determined to swallow all of him to prevent 
another whipping from Jamal.

"I'm sorry. I did not realize what would happen when I told Jamal you 
failed to swallow all of my cock. I will be more gentle this time."

I looked up at his face and could see tears in his eyes. I then looked at 
his rigid cock and then took it into my mouth. He didn't force it in, but 
let me take him slowly and I found I could swallow all of him without 
gagging to much. He slowly fucked my face until he pushed it deep into 
throat and unloaded his sperm into me. He slowly pulled and then bent down 
and kissed me.

"Thank you Timmy, that felt very good. I will tell the others how they 
should do it so that Jamal will be pleased with your performance."

Life became almost bearable, except there seemed to an unending stream of 
cocks to suck. Some huge, others smaller. I guess I was their sexual 
release as there seemed to be no women in the camp. I found myself waiting 
in anticipation for the next boy or man to come into my hut. I was so 
lonely. Just hearing them say suck me, or the occasional thank you was 
becoming the only thing I wished for.

I lost count of how long I was in the Camp. One day a man walked into my 
hut. He wasn't black like all the rest in the camp, but he was very dark 
skinned. He walked up to me and ordered me to remove my shorts. He then 
started to play with my cock. I became very hard, but I only had about five 
inches. He skinned back my fore skin and played with my cock slit. He then 
grabbed my balls and squeezed very hard so I yelled. He just smiled and 
then tried to insert his finger into my ass. I screamed and pulled away 
from and yelled Jamal's name. Jamal came into the room.

"He tried to put his finger into my ass."

Jamal looked at the man and said.

"I said you could look but not touch."

With that statement Jamal pulled a pistol from his belt and placed up by 
the mans head and pulled the trigger. I was sprayed with the mans blood and 
brains as his head exploded. I dropped to the floor gagging and throwing 
up.

"Go clean yourself." Jamal ordered me.

I crawled out of the hut and ran naked to the river to wash off the blood. 
I could remove the blood and brains, but not the memory. When I returned to 
the room the body was gone and the room had been cleaned. Jamal was sitting 
on one of chairs.

"Sit"

I sat down on the other chair and started to tremble. To my surprise Jamal 
got up and lifted me into his arms. He held me very tightly and slowly the 
trembles subsided. He carried me over to the bed and very gently lowered me 
down and then started to run his hands over my body playing with my cock 
and rubbing my balls. I became very hard, but he seemed not to notice.

"What am I going to do with you Timmy? I had originally decided to sell you 
at one of the sex slave markets in Algeria. You are a very beautiful boy 
and would have fetched a very high price in the market. But I think I may 
have a revolt on my hands by my men if I do that now. They have expressed 
an affection for you. I can't just release you as you know too much. In my 
heart I can't hurt you. I think for now you will remain here and continue 
as before. But there will be no repercussions if you don't satisfy my men 
and you can refuse them if you wish. I am becoming attached to you, but for 
the life of me I don't know why. Until I know you will stay here."

He leaned over and ruffled my hair, which was getting very long, and then 
just got up, looked at me for a moment, then turned and left. I started 
crying, I don't know why, but I think I started to feel something for 
Jamal. I don't know what I was feeling, but it caused an aching in my heart 
so I just cried.

I noticed a difference in the men and boys who came to my hut. They were 
very gentle in their demands, although they always wanted me to swallow all 
of their cocks and swallow their seed when they came. I got used to sucking 
them and found I would get very hard just thinking about having their cocks 
in my mouth. I wanted them to come more often just so I had some company. 
Even their words suck me, was becoming music to my ears as I was so lonely. 
I found that I had to pleasure myself often, except on rare occasions when 
one of boys sucked me off. Jamal came to the hut often but never asked to 
sucked off. Even though I yearned to suck him. I wanted it more than 
anything else. Thinking back I know I was in love with Jamal. Very deeply 
in love with this terrorist.

My world now revolved around a constant theme. Get up in the morning, bathe 
in the river, lay in the sun, suck three or four of the men or boys during 
the day, and again one or two at night. Jamal was sometimes gone for weeks, 
and when he returned he would always visit and tell me where he had been 
and what he had done. He was obviously a very powerful warlord. He told me 
he mostly fought against rebels from Sudan. One particular night when he 
came to the hut, he was very tired. As he laid down beside me on my bed, I 
reached for his cock. It became very hard at my touch. I slowly undid his 
fatigue pants and as I started to suck him he rolled off the bed. He 
grabbed me and hauled me to my feet. His hard cock was hanging from his 
fatigues. It was at least 16 inches long and five in diameter. I knew I 
could never swallow all of it, but I wanted to try.

"No Timmy, you don't have to suck my cock."

"But I want to."

Tears filled his eyes.

"Oh what have I created? I love you Timmy like the son I have never had. I 
will never hurt you again. You no longer have to service my men."

"But Jamal I want to service them. I want to suck your cock. Please let 
 me."

I went down on my knees in front of him and reached for his hard cock. He 
screamed in anguish and bolted from the hut. I laid down on the bed and 
started to cry. I know what I was crying for. I wanted Jamal. I wanted to 
love him. I wanted to make love to him.

Several days later one of the men entered my hut and told me I was been 
moved. As I had no possessions I just followed him to a larger hut in the 
village. When I entered I noticed this was more of a house. It had a 
separate sitting room and bedroom. As I sat down on one of the cushioned 
chairs, Jamal walked in. I got up and went to my knees in front of him. He 
reached down and picked me up as if I weighed nothing. I wrapped my arms 
around him and held him very close. He carried me into the bedroom and 
lowered me to the bed. He pulled off my shorts and shoes and undressed and 
laid down be side me. I looked down at his body and saw his soft cock 
laying along his leg. He slowly ran his hand down my body, cupping my balls 
and then playing with my cock. I got hard real quick. He ran his tongue 
down over my body sucking each of my teats and then went down on my hard 
cock. It didn't take long for me to come in his mouth. As he lay back I 
reached for his cock and then slid his semi hard cock into my mouth. I 
pushed it all the way down my throat, but as he got hard he began to choke 
me with its size. He pulled it out until I had only four inches in his 
mouth and sucked and sucked. When he finally came I swallowed all of his 
come, not letting a single drop escape. He then pulled me around so we were 
belly to belly. He kissed me on the lips.

"If you wish I will take you to a place where you can be rescued by the 
authorities. I don't want you to suffer on my account any more. I love you 
Timmy and best gift I can give you is your freedom."

"No, No please Jamal I love you. I want to be with you always."

"As you wish, for now. But if you stay here you must learn the ways of my 
men. You can't just be toy for them. If you stay you may wish otherwise.



End of Chapter 2

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