Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. The acts are consensual and are a result of their love or lust for one another. Please write: jarrod749@aol.com. I would love to hear if you like my story. Black and White for Freeplay. Chapter 9
Special recognition: Reader boi, Ottertail, played a big part in suggesting the current scene which started last chapter, and concludes below with Keith whirly-bangin' his bunger. Many thanks to the boi otter, who also suggested the game of 'Stripe'.
Now the cock in the cone was being pumped and the seat plate was released. Keity couldn't get up off the cone any longer. He was now fully impaled, yet still in a sort of squat. If he rested to sit, the dildo surged further into him. It was set in motion once more and now a switch was thrown and the silver dong started to fuck l'il Whitetail hole. The only thing that now changed was the sudden thickening of the dildo dong to twice the size of Keity's butt plug.
He started to tremble, he stood up as high as he could....the probe kept surging up higher into him. He was off the platform! His toes splayed. He screamed with the thrust of the fucking silver cock. He was set to whirling 'round again. His insides were riding on the silver head of Dock's cock mold.
Tugger eased him some and moved the cone down so Keity's tip toes could just touch the platform with the 10 inch dong firmly stuffed up his bunger. They set him to whirling. He squealed...cried out....mmmmmmm'ed....the veiny ridges on the cock staff titillated his hot spot and they all settled back to watch their boy shoot off another round of teencream ropes.
Oh goddddddddd! He did....he did and he howled a curdling scream....the cum shot in circular ropes as he whirled 'round and 'round.
Myah was expressionless. Keith tried to focus on Myah as he whirled and really only caught a blur. Regardless, Myah gave no response. Myah didn't need to look at his bud....he'd been there himself....a coming of age thing....this was Freeplay....and there'd be more, much more....this was only the beginning.
Finished with their beers, the men and Myah went into the barn so Tugger could intro the other Freeplayers.
The silver Dock cock mold spun and drove in and out of Keity as he continued to whirl out there in the hot sun. Sweat streamed down the boyskins and he was in nearly a constant state of climax, grunting out yet once more, "Uh, uh...nnngh..." and...he cummed another of his incessant, internal butt-snappers....and 'round.... and 'round....and.....
Black and White for Freeplay. Chapter 9.
No surprise now for Myah...he'd already been surprised when he saw the array of shackled fuckers in the barn when he went in to drain their plumbing. He knew in the near future, he'd be in for his 6 month 'tune-up' himself.
Dock was taken back now....but more by the beauty and total vulnerability of these fine young Freeplay studs. There were seven young dudes penned in the elaborate stocks that had been built over the years. There were twenty of them arrayed around the side and back walls. A kind of Freeplay boy wallpaper. A man and boy hardening wallpaper.
Dock, Tug and Myah sauntered in and made their way to the left side boy wall. Tugger explained that five of the fine young boys displayed were there for their twice yearly Freeplay reorientation. The other two were to be considered for membership after Tugger was given an opportunity to reshape some 'attitudes' according to their member dads. All the boys locked into the erect knotty pine wood frames were sons of Freeplay members, and 5 were 'freeplayers,' we'll call them 'brothers,' themselves. Of the five boys there for orientation, Tugger was pulling two of their cocks out and squeezing till tears ran down their cheeks, four were black boys, and one pinky white one, and dark haired, like Keith. These boys had collars, and bands like the ones Keith wore but the embossed name was that of their dads, or their dad's nickname as primary 'owner'.
The boys with attitude, were one of each brand, one white, one black, and as non-members were not collared per se, but wore choker chains with weighted hanging down their chests.
While Tugger walked the row, he felt each boy's butt plug and cockring. All the boys had sinker weights hanging from their nutsacks applying a constant modicum of pain. Tugger set each one them to bouncing and swinging to wake up the somewhat dazed and tired young bucks. They'd all been there since early morning, after having been part of Tugger's 'boy mattress' over night. They would be picked up by their dads the next night.
Myah was instructed to lead the 5 'brothers' out for nature calls and showers before they all got down to some serious freeplay.
The two 'attitudes' were freed by Tugger and led to the center of the barn where there was tile floor with bottom drain, shower head, and floor pegs for chaining the shackled boys to.
The white kid was a pretty boy reddish blond, turned up nose, freckles ever'where boy. Tugger called him Snot, Snotty or Snotboy. He just woke up every morning with a case of the ass for the world. It was unlikely he'd leave like that the next day.
He was made to squat center of the tile floor, right near the drain with his hands outstretched palms up. The other boy...the black boy, who Tug named Buttwipe, or just Butt, was led over to Snotty and squatted him over the white kid's hands, somewhat like the center on a football team with quarterback's hands, except Snotty's hands were turned up.
See, while Myah was having the member boys take care of their hygiene and bodily functions like civilized young men, our two 'tude' boys were handling it like the cavemen did....out in the open....and by their own hand. "Take out his buttplug, Snotboy, and lick it up right clean!"
"Drop yur load, Buttwipe, and you Snotboy, better get it all. When you finish Butt, and he swipes out yur bunger, you turn around and any after-shit piss you got, give it to your asshole buddy, d'ere," Tug continued.
Dock wrinkled up his nose at the sight in spite of the cock-hardening lust in the humiliation. He watched as Buttwipe strained to void himself. He shit himself a worldclass load which totally grossed out Snotboy who though turning away when Butt farted at him, caught everything....a 6 incher and two golf ball sized clopps.
Shamed beyond belief, and holding the fucker's turds in his out-stretched hands, as they molted there, he was ordered to finger out the residual shit around and in the black boy's butthole. Then Buttwipe turned to stick his draining prick in Snotty's mouth like an exclamation point. It was even finer that Snotboy didn't like black boys. Ohhhh, fuckin' joyyyyyyyy!!
"Lick his big, BLACK, cock off, Snotty. Tongue ever' bit of that BLACK donkey dong.....and his big BLACK balls, too. You keep yur eyes open too, 'cause I wants yuh to describe every inch of it to me later...every BLACK wrinkle and vein, the hangin' hoodie, da taste, da smegma inside da hood boy...ever'thin'....GOT THET!!??"
"Yurethhurr!" Snotty tried to answer around the mouth stuffing ebony peter.
When he finally vacuumed the last of Butt's piss, with his hands still coddling three turds of unmitigated stench, he had to repeat the same routine for Buttwipe to take his shit. Taking reversed positions, Butt tugged out Snotty's butt plug and was ordered to lick it clean and set it aside, and 'shelf' his hands to receive from Snotboy.
Snot jutted out and down and squeezed off a loaf...then another...bringing tears to his eyes...or was it the shit he still held in his hands that did that? Anyways, he moaned when Butt's fingers sunk up into his hole to get the shit sludge leftovers. Finally, Snotty was allowed to turn and piss in Butt's mouth.
Tug had Snotty collect his own shit from Buttwipe and dispose of it. On returning Tug turned on the shower and threw the boys soap and washcloths to clean each other. After their butts were fingered clean by each other, Tug threw the boys an oiled corncob each....and were told to cob each other out. Their virginal holes took some time to get those coarse pipe cleaners in, up around and out. Yet, they both got prongers from having their hot spots so ruffly massaged.
Water off, and, "Snotboy, lie on the floor with your legs as far back over yur head as you can," Tug barked. Then Butt was told to '69' over Snotty, except the target of the 69 was their bungholes and not their pricks. "Be good boys now, and take care o' yo' buddy. Clean yer buddy's butthole. Dig 'em tongues up around and INNN-side! I like my boys CLEAN, hear????"
"YES sir! hollered Butt. "Y-y-ye-yess-sir!" quavered Snot.
The boys surprised each other as their tongues sunk into each other's butt, and cocks hardened not too long after from one of the eight wonders of the world....the feel of a strange tongue eating out a wrinkly, winking boy pucker!
Myah whistled his approval at the scene there on the floor as he led the cleaned-up brothers back through the open area of the barn to where l'il Willie Whitetail, novice freeplayer, was still whirl-bangin' out there in the sun on that ruttin' Daddy-Dock-cocker.
The boys were provided with 3 foot rubber hose lengths with which to beat Keity as he whirled and whirled....and whirled....his body making movements as if he was rising up and down on the ever-pumping metal dong, but nothing actually moved on him anymore of his own volition. His asshole was so numb now, it's not likely he felt any more of those anal 'gasms he'd been snapping off one after the other.
'Whap!' Whap!' Whap! Whappit-a-whap!' The strokes landed all over Keity. Legs, arms, feet, butt, back and chest. The first ones were extra hard, but the later ones which continued for 10 minutes were lighter 'touches' that in their never-endingness were like Chinese water torture, bringing Keity to body hulking sobs of hysteria from deep inside....and the tears flowed.
The other boys got to flog Keity because as part of their reorientation they just needed to be reminded what entails becoming a full member of the 'Freeplay' family. Being shackled is also part of it....that temporary lack of freedom reminds of the joys of Freeplay after. The freedom to have a boy and/or a man for play to enjoy all those boyman things that make those nerve endings snap and spark in ways no other bond could ever create.
The hards those boys got as their handsome pricks snapped to their bellies while Keity wailed and they continued to lay the rubber to him. They knew too, only too well how he would crawl to them soon to beg for those mighty cocks to split his face and ass cheeks....how l'il Whitetail would need it so much....sooooo much soooo soon, if he didn't already.
His balls were completely drained to pain now. His toy asshole was numbed and as unfeeling as stone. The whirl-a-banger was turned off and Keity slowly spun to a relieving stop....and the platform pushed against his feet letting him know that if he had the strength, he should be able to break his boypussy suction from the massive dong and stand. The boys all yukked, pointed and laughed as he tried in his dizzied, afterfuck to move, then stand and then fell down in the dirt.
On Myah's lead, they all aimed their pee shooters and fired. The drenching, splattering piss make ghastly streaks down his sides, belly, back and face when it cascaded through the now caking dirt and dust that had clouded over l'il Whitetail. Then, like 6 fuckin' marine DI's they screamed and shouted at him crouched, hands on their knees and literally shouted the poor bugger into the barn on to the shower floor to be washed.
Tugger assigned boywash duties to the two fuckers he'd been breaking in...the two bad attitudes...."Finger his bung out and suck it out you worth less shit! Get on it!" Tugger barked as he turned the shower on full blast.
Snotty didn't even think about it...his finger was right up inside Keity's numbed out butthole, followed by a now very deft tongue darter that was swabbing the insides of Whitetail's pussylips. The shame was that Keity could barely benefit yet from the scintillating tongue fuck, but it was bringing his boy lusty senses back slowly. Dock provided oil and soap to tongue and finger into Keity's pussy. Ahhhh.....the nature of the young boy buck....in seeming no time, his whole body was squirming and quivering in the renewed needs a boy has....his 6" teen prong rose to cuddle his lower belly when Snotty's finger got to working his joy button again. Dock and Tugger were tranced pulling their hard black clubs, watching the boy going through that sensual quavering dance a boy does when he's on fire at the end of a strange tongue.
The other attitude boy, Buttwipe, was working the washrag and lauffa sponge which both squeaky cleaned our l'il Whitetail, and sent shivers from his hair line to his cutey boy toe tips, which were now curling into the tile floor.
Boy cleaning completed, showers off, Tug directed the five brothers to continue the 'treatment' of Snotboy and Buttwipe on out in the front of the barn with the hose lengths. Tug got a glow and smile when he heard the screams from out front moments later, from the two young pricks who were crawling around in the dirt trying to avoid the relentless hose whipping they were getting from their five peers....well, for Snotboy...he was just coming to learn that black boys are his peers....and his training wouldn't be complete until he recognized where he stood with them....and that was for the present, at the end of a whistling hose whip. "Eeeeeyowwww!" he screamed when two hose lengths curdled the bottoms of his feet at the same time.
Myah came out to monitor the punishment and soon had Snotboy installed on the whirl-a-bang-a-boy, spinning at breakneck speed....that monster prong driving up into him and twirling his inner tunnel to a quivering mass of boy cunt.
While Snotty whirled away, no longer aware of his own self, drooling from the mouth, Buttwipe was being heaved, pushed kicked and thrown by the 5 Freeplay brothers as the object of a 'keepaway' game. He was constantly doing head and butt dives into the dirt, crawling up at order on to his knees, feet, and then being thrown from boy to boy until he was face planted once more.
When Dock and Tugger came outside to see what progress had been made, their faces went to big broad smiles as they watched the tormented soul jerking his prick in the dirt, on his knees staring stony faced into the faces of the five freeplayers, and Myah, and begging for himself, promising, "There is NOTHIN' I won't do to be free....to be a Freeplay boy brother...to enjoy my body and the bodies of my comrades in Freeplay!" Snotty would have been begging likewise were he any more able to speak...or think for that matter.
Dock had been asking how the previous day had gone when the boys all showed up, and the two badasses were being literally dragged out of cars to meet Tugger for the first time.
Tugger said "Boy, you'da loved it. Soon's I got to arms length I smacked the both'a dem to the ground in one roundhouse slap. Sometimes I jus' don't know where's I gits mah strengths!" and they both laughed out loud. Maybe Dock's butt cheeks actually tingled just then in long ago rememberings.
While their dads watched, Tugger ripped every stitch of clothes off both kids and they were cowering in the dirt in front of the barn as their ripped clothes were thrown into a bonfire Tug had going before they got there. Snotboy actually cried when his sneakers took to the air right into the middle of the fire.
Tugger was naked when he came out to meet the boys and their dads....and they were tranced by size of Tugger's length of boy pleaser there swinging between his legs.
Tug continued, "Right d'ere...in fronna d'ere daadies....I pulled that fuckin' Snotty boy right on 'dis," he whipped his 13" hog into the air and gave it a whap to his other hand. Dock laughed.
"Mannnnn, sonny....I worked his face down over 'dis like I wuz fitting an axle onto a wheel, boy.....in and down, and gruntin' and gawkin'...both'a us. I had my hand wrapped around the back o' his head, and was winding left and right and bendin' it back to fit my face pronger right through his throathole....annnnnnd.... D-O-W-W-W-N-N-N-N!!!"
His daaady, man, he rode it his own seff years ago when he fust be broked in by yor granddad...yuh know...and yeh, his daaady...he be beside hisseff...watching his fucked up worthless asshole of a son hanging on my prick as I backed up all around the yard. The fucker's finger dug into my butt muscles trying to get any lev'ridge he could. Then I backs right up to his fuckin' daaaddy agin, and with his face staring right into his daad's....I ram-fucked his throat for a full five minutes.....mannnnnn, the fuckin' boy spit, tears and dick drool was streamin' fum dat boy's body like da spillway below a dam. "Thweeusssskkk! I pulled out of his throat and he face-planted like a rock to the ground. Den I butt slammed him and watched his whole body bounce in da dirt, raising a cloud'a dust. Then I pulled him up by da hair....which you can see is now all shaved off....and I smacked his face forehand and backhand till he stopped screamin'....dropped him in da dirt and lef' him."
Dock just smiled knowingly....they didn't get a lot of bad ass boys to the farm for Freeplay indoctrination, but when they did, it was what mem'ries is made of.
"Den....get dis....den, when I turned to the other shithead, da one I call Buttwipe, he....was all da ways behind his daaddy, holding on to'im fer deer life itself, in all his naked tremblings.
"I shuffles up to his dad, see....and just before I git to the man, I dives between his leyggs, and snares the naked buttwipe by his ankles and sends him to dirt on his ass. I was on hims in a flash, and slapped his face silly. I kep' yelling' at him....that if he screamed I keep beatin' him....the fuckin' lil dope kep' yellin....so I kep' slammin' him....I was owneee able to stop when he couldn't yell anymore.
"I pull him front and center by his wuthless 5 inch dick....and stuff his ass intuh the otha dope's face's in a ass-eatin' '69'.....deeeee-fuckin-lisssssh. When d'ere daadies was getting back in d'ere cars to leave the last sight they had of their sons wuz dem being in double naked boy fetal balls with d'ere tongues dugged up in da 'nother kid's asshole funk, whilst I was hose whippin' both d'ere asses. Son...I tell yuh....d'ere ain't nuthin' tuh match trainin' two young bucks whut never knowed whut dis'plinin' is!
"I akshully, got me ownseff tuckered out. So after dinner, I sprawled out here in my chaise and had the Freeplay retros fan, cool and beer me, while they rode the two bucks in every position for three hours, endin' up with an hour of fine cock suckin'. The two cunt ate their fucker boys' dongs clean of their boypussy slime. Da best is the fuckin' dude whut hates blacks. He had nuttin' but black cock in his mowff an' ass for 24 hours now.
"I had myself a boy bed last night. I laid out our freeplay boys as a mattress for me and then had my body serviced by all o' dem all night, while I fucked dese badass dudes' two faces and butts all de damn night. It was a most re vitalizin' night fer yor ol' daad, son...de mos' ever satisfaction I be havin' in some time.
Just then there be a wailin' fum inside the barn. Myah had taken Snotty off the whirl-a-boy, and was filling his asshole fum the hose. The screaming was when he introduced Snotboy to the game he had to master before he left the next day.... "Stripe." With a butt full of cum, water or piss, he had to tighten his bunger and take the fuckin' of his life while he was ridden the length of the barn floor. When they reached the finish line, if there was a 'stripe' of leakings on the floor behind them he be installed on the milker for some real funs, or after the first training sessions there was another punishings that be administered.
"Please! I can't! Squeezing....so hard....hurts...don't, ohhhh...fuck oh damn...oh pleeeeezzze! Don't make me be leakin'!!!!!" Snotty was crying out as Myah ham-slammed his sorry ass across the barn floor.....ohhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyy.....behind them on....the floor....a water stripe.
Myah pulled out of Snotty, and ordered him into a teen boy jackoff crouch with knees bent, hand cuppin' his balls and ordered him to get hard. When the young buck's cock was standin' tall, Myah yelled, "Stand up straight and lean back asshole...."
"Yiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiowwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!" screamed Snotboy as Myah caned his prick with a riding crop, again and again until it drooped in surrender...leaking its teen boy drizz in a long, silvery string of spermy prefuck to the floor.....
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