Date: Sun, 10 Sept 2006

Biker Raised, Used and Bred part 1 By A707BikerBoy
(M/b, NC, RAPE, WS)

Copyright 2006. All rights reserved.
All comments are welcome to ams707@gmail.com
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WARNING ... This story contains graphic descriptions of between
adults and pre-teen children.  If you find this offensive stop
reading now. This story is based on my own childhood experiences.
I don't necessarily condone the scenario depicted here and only
wrote the story to document my experiences. This story is true,
only the names were changed and some details altered to protect
the people involved. This story is the property of the author. It
can be downloaded for personal reading leisure sending to a
friend, but if you wish to re-post them at your own site, contact
me for permission.

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Intro:
Dads biker friends arranged for the accident to look like we all
died in the crash. At (you really don’t wanna know) years old I
was small and everyone assumed I was gone. By the time
investigators where searching for bodies, I was being shipped to
the biker’s compound in another state via truckers they had in on
everything.  There was no need to be gentle or care about my
feelings or if I was hurt since I didn’t exist anymore. What
follows is the story of how they made me their sex toy.

Chapter One: Getting there.

I woke up in the back of a big rig truck half dazed and confused
and really scared. I sat up and the burly trucker driving noticed
me saying “Howdy Alec, come on up here.”

As I crawled into the passenger seat I looked around outside and
saw mountain ranges and snow. Being from San Francisco I had
never seen snow.

“Where’s my mommy” I asked shyly.

He half grinned and said “boy I’m sorry to have to tell you this
but your mommy and daddy went away and they don’t wanna see you
no more.”

I started to tear up as he pulled the rig of the road at a rest
stop.

The man in his late 30’s was Lou; a buddy of my dad’s that I’ve
seen many times at the house. He was 6’2” and 200lbs of trucker
beef. He wore flannel shirts opened up so his thick chest spilled
out. I had no reason to think he was lying so as he stopped the
truck and I was crying he said “come on over boy”. I slid over to
his seat and climbed on his lap.

As I did he was slowly working his hands around my body as I
cried into his chest.  He had a weird look in his eye. As I was
used to my dads buddies always hugging me and such I didn’t think
anything about his feeling me all around. Slowly he sat up and
still holding me we slipped back to the sleeper where I woke up.

Lou lay back with me on his lap and slowly kissed my lips, while
I was still weeping. Looking around the back he located an old
jockstrap on the side cabinet that he brought to his side. As I
was still crying and feeling comfort in his embrace, I didn’t pay
attention to his movements. Within a minute or so after we moved
there he had removed his shirt and kicked off his boots and had
me pressed hard against his massive steel crotch.

Looking into my eyes he slowly slid my shirt up and off as I sat
there unmoving, staring into his eyes. He really enjoyed me
looking right at him like that, he started to hiss and moan in a
deep tone that scared me. He leaned in and gave my lips a light
flick with his tongue then said “Y’ll be doing a lot of chores
for me and everyone else from now on boy. You won’t have anyone
if I leave you out on the road, in the cold.”

My eyes must have gotten 10 times bigger when he said that and
that made him grin more. “That’s right baby boy, you’re ours
now.” With that he again licked my lips and pulled me back off
him so I was standing between his massive legs. He grabbed my
tiny hand and pulled it up to his buckle. “Open it up boy” he
hissed. I slowly obeyed his command. As my fingers fumbled with
the fly he ran his hand through my hair. The massive claw was
easily bigger than my head as he gently rubbed.

I popped open his front and slowly pulled down the zipper,
revealing a mass of thick black curls and a smell of stale crotch
sweat and piss. When I finished unzipping he lifted his ass up
and yanked down his jeans, sending his prick slapping through the
air and bouncing off his chest. His cock was roughly 7” uncut and
about 3” thick. The shock in my expression made it jump.

He then said to pull the pants all the way off and I did as I was
told. When I straightened up he was holding his meat in one hand
and grabbing my hair with the other.  He pulled me up his massive
frame and when I was back on his naked lap he grabbed the side of
my shorts and ripped them clean off my body like it was tissue
paper. I was now naked on his lap when his hand then moved me
higher on his chest so now my crotch was face level and he
squeezed my body hard into himself. This bear hug almost took my
breath away and when he released me he reached up and spit a
massive wad into his hand and then smeared his cock with it. I
looked back and saw snot chunks and spit piled on the foreskin
head like butter on toast.

 With one hand he then moved me over to my back and then whiles
still half laying back he pulled my legs up and positioned
himself between my legs. He grabbed a digital camera and snapped
a picture of my boy hole nice and pink and clutched. I looked up
at this massive burly frame, as sweat dripped off his forehead
and landed in my eye. With his free hand he reached around my
neck and moved my head so I was looking right at him square in
the eyes. He leaned over close to my face and with a wicked smile
and wild look in his eye he hissed out “This is how you will take
my cock boy!” And with one sharp blunt thrust he impaled my boy
hole on his man meat. The head wasn’t even in yet when the scream
roared out of my mouth. By the time the first scream was over he
had already wedged 2 inched into my cherry hole. As I drew breath
for the next scream he sank 3” more into me, tearing my gate.

He could feel my opening collapse against his mighty thrusts and
it made his cock flex. His tight grip on my neck made it so that
every reaction I had was right  into his eyes as I looked up to
see him smiling so big and crazy that a bit of drool was coming
out the side of his mouth. My tiny body jerking and convulsing
under him was an excellent show. And my tears and screams where
the touch that lit a fire in his nut sack.

He reached over and grabbed his nasty old jockstrap and wedged it
in my mouth, filling my nose and taste buds with stale piss and
cum juices. With me secure as he liked, he began to fuck me like
he was trying to chip away at my insides, with deep powerful
thrusts that torn into my ass. He could feel a bit of blood and
other matter that helped grease his meat deeper.  Looking down at
himself he could see his cock sliding in and out of my tiny hole.
It was dark red from the tearing and against my very white ass
his big red colored dick looked amazing.

Just looking you can see that there is no way all of it could fit
in. He managed to get ¾ into me when it started to hurt him a
little. So at that point he let go with a 10 minute long even
pounding and eventually he managed to get the rest wedged firmly
inside of me.

I could barely see him as the tears where blinding as well as
spit wads he would send down to my face. He stopped for a minute
all the way inside me and stared deep into my eyes while
whispering nasty things like “I am tearing that boy hole open and
splitting it up with my daddy cock.” “Oh that right I am gonna
make it hurt and watch you dance on my cock”. “Cry baby, daddy
loves to see you cry that my meat is too big for you.” He really
into watching his cock disappear and then looking at stretched
asslips as they are forced apart by his cockhead. He would pull
out then slam back in just to watch my ass divide for his meat.

 The temperature was about 110 degrees inside the cabin as his
massive tool now easily slid in and out. I lost consciousness for
a minute or so but was woken again to hard sport fucking. He was
throwing his full weight into each slam and my tiny frame bent
each time. He was drilling me in half.

Finally with several loud yells and grunts and looks on his face
like he was gonna rip my head off he slammed over and over in me,
sinking his thick streaming jizz into my raw and burning ass. I
felt it burn my insides as he collapsed on top of me, full weight
and cock firmly pushed to the base.

I could barely breathe with his massive frame over me and he
didn’t care. I couldn’t move and he wasn’t finished. I soon felt
a jet spurt in my ass, as his breathing slowed and he relaxed. He
let loose a small amount of piss in my ass before giving up and
ripping his meat from my hole. I yelled into my gag. I lay there
unable to move as he got up and examined his cock. All around the
base was caked cum and blood and he grabbed the camera again and
took a picture of his dirty cock stained with my ass tears and
his trucker cum. Then he lifted my legs up and spread my cheeks
and took a picture of my dark stretched out hole that was caked
in semen and blood.

He got up and threw on another jock strap and lay back looking me
over. He pulled the gag out and tossed it aside and I was unable
to speak.  He took a couple more pics of me laying there and then
got up and started the truck engine. Within 5 minutes he was back
behind the wheel driving us to our next stop. He never said a
word to me after he seeded my ass. I fell into a deep sleep that
lasted for the rest of the trip.

We arrived in the small town in Arizona that would be where I was
to be delivered. I was still barely moving and it was time for me
to be presented to the gang. Throwing an old Harley t-shirt that
was like a dress on me; Lou pulled into the parking garage of the
compound and scooped me in his arms as we got out of the truck.

-end part 1


  
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