Stuck in Amber

Stuck in Amber

By Danny deWinter

All rights reserved, This is a work of non-fiction

Contact me at: dannydewinter@yahoo.com

Part I- Collected

Okay, here we go -- the beginning of the story. I'm in the back seat of my mom's Prius, my iPod headphones stuffed firmly into my ears drowning out the sound of the rain, the traffic, and the non-stop chatter of my mother on her cell phone. My mom is rolling out into the intersection waiting for traffic to clear, to make a left turn. I don't know why, a premonition maybe, but I glance out my window just in time to see a big old Cadillac, barreling towards us.

You know how time seems to slow down? I see it all, the Caddy, no lights on. The guy behind the wheel, his head is back and his eyes are closed. He's either drunk or asleep. But it doesn't matter, he is really moving and he is going to slam right into the side of us. I want to scream but there's not enough time. He's already through the cross walk. I tense for the impact.

Shit.

I open my eyes. Weird. The bumper of the Caddy is almost making contact with the side of the car. The dumb ass driver is staring horrified through the windshield at my mother, who is still talking on her phone oblivious to what is about to happen. But it's all just frozen -- the whole thing. It's not raining anymore, or at least the drops aren't hitting the car. All the other cars are frozen. I can see into the windows of a 7-Eleven across the street. No one inside is moving. Hey, I realize my iPod isn't playing anymore.

Then click, as if someone is taking a picture, the scene changes: The Caddy is a fraction of an inch closer. My mom begins to turn her head. The light glistens slightly differently off the drops of rain on the side of the window. The other cars have changed position. That's when I felt the hand on my shoulder. Until that moment I never fully appreciated the true meaning of "jumping out of your skin". It's a wonder I didn't jump right out of the car!

The hand on my shoulder was attached to an arm, attached to a body, a naked body. A naked man, sitting next to me, in my mom's car, that's about to be destroyed by an idiot in a Cadillac. "Sorry I startled you." He says. "You're in an accident, and you're going to die... maybe."

No shit Sherlock! Is what I want to say, but instead, being more prudent, I ask, "Are you God?" He is not old and he doesn't have a long beard. In fact he is young, maybe in his twenties, and he's not bad looking.

"No." he says.

I already knew the answer. God would definitely have a bigger dick. I mean honestly, if you were God wouldn't you have one a foot long and thick as a Coke can? As if he's reading my mind his smile turns down a bit. This is a bit awkward. I wonder if I'm supposed to say something else. I realize I'm feeling warm.

"Don't worry about that." He says. And he flicks his eyes briefly down to my crotch and then back to my face. "One way or another, it won't matter in a minute."

Huh? I look down and I see that I've peed my pants. Actually, I'm peeing my pants. That's what's warm. I can't stop. Click. The scene changes again: The Caddy a fraction of an inch closer. My mom's head turns another degree.

"Danny," he says, "You don't have much time to make a very important choice: quite literally the choice of whether to live or die."

What the heck do you say to that? I don't know, but about a million questions are forming in my head.

"I know what you're going to ask, will you allow me to save time by explaining?" He says. He takes my lack of response as a yes and continues. "My name is Collin and I'm a time traveler, I've slowed time for a moment because I've taken a liking to you. You and your mother are going to die in this accident so is the drunk driver in the other car. The impact is going to drive both cars into the brick wall across the street and they won't pry much of your splattered bodies from the wreckage. However that can be avoided if you agree to come away with me and become part of my collection."

Click. Now the Caddy is actually touching the side of the car.

"I have a few boys, like yourself, that I've rescued from horrible deaths. We hang out mostly." As he says this I notice that he is starting to get an erection. "We play games; I have a heated pool, extensive gardens. It's on the ocean so you can surf. Oh, and if you come you won't age, you'll be almost-14 forever." I try to pay attention but his dick is bigger than I thought, and getting harder by the moment. (I know you're thinking all this weird stuff is going on and you can't stop staring at his dick? Well honestly, I've never seen a real-live adult's dick before, not one getting hard anyway, it's interesting.) As I tune back in he says, "The other boys are very nice. Some are older, some younger. None of us wear clothes, although sexy underwear is fun sometimes. We'd just be taking them off all the time anyway." His hand is kind of squeezing my shoulder now. "Let's see, what else? No, I can't take your mother with us. Yes, you'll miss her and your friends. No, you can't take your iPod. Yes, the other boys are all very good looking. Yes, that is in part why I chose you. Did I miss anything?"

Click. My mom finishes turning her head and I can see she is starting to get that same look of horror in her eyes. I'm getting an uncomfortable bulge in my piss wet jeans.

"What about my dad?" I manage to croak out.

"Oh, yes, the accident destroys his life, mostly because his secretary, with whom he's been having an affair, begins to pressure him to marry, and he dumps her for someone younger and prettier. She ends up blowing his brains out with a shotgun. Did I mention I have a heated pool? Yes, and yes you can."

"Will I be happy there with you? Can what?" I asked.

Click. The glass in the windows crazes and begins to shatter inward.

"Yes you will be happy, and, yes you can touch my cock. In fact when you do your decision will be made." I reach down his boner is smooth and warm.

Click. I'm in a very large comfortable bed. The room is lit by about a million candles and the furnishing that I can see are dark and heavy. The sheets are black and shiny and I am very naked and very hard, five and one half inches standing at attention with enough pre-cum to lube a Chevy (this is not piss, thank God). Where ever my clothes went, I guess my piss did too. Collin is lying next to me with his hand resting on my chest. He is roughly rubbing and pinching my nipples making me shudder. "I'm not gay." I say. But it seems as ludicrous to me as it must have to Collin.

"While we didn't officially meet till just a few seconds ago, I have been watching you." He says matter-of-factly. "You can't be gay or straight; you're a virgin. That's the reason I collected you, very rare indeed. Anyway I've seen the way you look at the other boys in the locker room when you think no one else is looking. And even if you thought you erased all the porn you look at, I've seen it, and all the times you've jacked off alone in your room to pictures of naked, hard, men's cocks. Isn't that right? And now you're here and you'll do what I say."

Whoa, this jerk has been spying on me? Sometimes I look at porn of naked women too, sometimes. Wait, was all that happening just a few minutes ago?

The crash, my mom? I couldn't seem to think straight, mostly because the incessant rubbing of his hand across my cock and balls was making it hard to concentrate. Hard- to concentrate - hard, hard on, ha-ha funny joke. Wait, shit, was my mom really dead, and my dad? It all seemed like a dream, except for his unremitting stroking. Pre-cum had literally filled my bellybutton. So what did this guy expect me to do? Again, he seemed to read my mind. "You can start by sucking my cock." He ordered. His good looking face had taken on a slight sneer.

"But I've never even touched another guy's dick..." I started to say.

"Danny, I know, but you're going to be a natural-born cock sucker." He said as he rolled over to straddle my chest and inched his way forward till his straining cock touched my lips. "You know you want to." He snickered. He rubbed the slimy head across my closed lips. "Come on, open up Danny boy." He urged.

When I opened my mouth to say... something, I don't know what I was supposed to say anyway, he just stuck his dick right in. I wasn't in a position to do much about it. "Lick it! Use your tongue. Lick that juice right out of my piss hole!" he ordered. I wanted to cry, but the feel of his hard, smooth cock did feel interesting. Sure I've thought about what sucking on a dick might be like, although I never expected it would be like this. I mean it's weird but I kinda like it. Unfortunately, because of the fact Collin's on top of me, I can't get much of it in my mouth. My head is in the wrong position. So I just lick round and round what I can manage. Just about the time I was getting into it Collin abruptly pulled away, giving me a momentary rest. But before I could say anything he ordered, "Not bad, not bad, cocksucker, but now suck on my balls." His balls hit my face with a plop and I licked at them at first, and then sucked one into my mouth, then the other, then both at once. I could look up at his cock, chest and finally his face. I guess I was doing okay because he rocked back and forth and smiled down at me.

"Yeah, you like this, don't you; I knew you would." Again he pulled away, his balls coming out of my mouth with a slurp. He skooched further forward till his ass was over my face. Yuck, I hoped he didn't expect me to... before I could finish the thought he said, "Yes, you're gonna lick my ass, boy." My nose was right in his crack (it didn't smell too bad) and my arms were pinned to my sides by his legs. So it's not like I could do anything. He was an adult, and he out weighted me by at least 70 pounds.

I really didn't think I could do it. Geeze it was his ass, where the shit comes out. He used his hands to spread his cheeks and I found myself twisting my chin up and sticking my tongue out. What kind of pervert was I? "Come on, get that tongue working."

I couldn't really see anything but my tongue could feel the hole and the little ridges around the hole. It felt strange, but I couldn't taste anything that might make me throw up. I did smell a musky smell. "That's right, you do as Collin says."

Okay, talking to me in the third person like that was just weird. As he sat down further and relaxed I realized my tongue was going inside, inside his hole. I felt so dirty, but at the same time I really didn't mind it at all. In fact, I thought I might even... but my brain was not going to go there. I just concentrated on the fact that I didn't have any choice in this; he was forcing me, right?

I couldn't touch my boner, but I could feel the tip rubbing around on my stomach as I squirmed under him. I had never been this hard. About the time my tongue was getting very tired he rolled off of me. He leaned against the headboard and spread his legs. "Back to sucking cock, faggot." He said. There was a husky urgency in his voice and I scrambled to my hands and knees and knelt in front of him. Holy cow, how bad did I want this? I didn't even think as I sank down on his pulsing rod. From this position I could get a good deep slurp. The feel of his hard shaft in my mouth was the only thing in the world I wanted. I didn't even care that he was calling me dirty names. On one of the downward strokes he pushed up into my mouth and I gagged. I started to pull back but he grabbed my head and thrust in again. "Let's go, I want that virgin throat of yours. Just relax and open up."

Easy for him to say, he didn't have all that meat in his mouth. I was trying like heck to keep my teeth from scraping him and trying not to throw up at the same time. I could feel my eyes tearing. My mouth was so full of his slime and my spit that I was afraid I would drool all over him, so I swallowed. When I did his dick went right down my throat. "That's it, you're doing great Danny! Like I said, a natural born cock sucker." he chuckled. He let go of my head but I continued to take him right down to the root, his balls hitting me in the chin, my nose in his pubes. I had to breathe through my nose and I could smell his smell, that musky smell again. Yup, I liked this, a lot. I felt his cock get thicker and twitch. I knew what that meant. I really didn't know if I could let him come in my mouth, could I? Without warning he grabbed my head and pushed down hard. I could feel his cock pulsating in my throat. Geeze, he was shooting his sperm down my throat! Now I really couldn't breathe, my nose was jammed to hard into his stomach. I was choking and unable to get a breath. I tried to pull away but Collin wouldn't let me. I thought I was going to vomit and pass out at the same time.

After an eternity he let go of me and I jerked away. I could feel his cum running out of my nose as I gasped for breath. I wiped my nose with my arm and doubled up my fists. I was going to pound this jerk. "Now, now we'll have none of that. If you want to stay alive, and have more yummy cock, you best be nice. You know, you really are a good cocksucker. Be a good boy now and lay your head on me." He said with a smirk.

God this guy was such a prick, but he knew what to say, I relaxed my hands and all the anger went out of me in a whoosh. My dick was still rock hard and bobbing with my heartbeat. I couldn't taste his cum, thank God or I really would have thrown up I think. I guess it all went down my throat, except for the stuff in my nose. I lay down beside him and put my head on his chest. He stroked gently at my hair and it felt nice, like he cared about me, a little. I started to relax. I remembered my hard dick, reached down and gave it a stroke. It was really slick with pre-cum and sweat.

"Bet you'd like to cum now, huh? Well you've probably earned it." He said softly. I ran my fingers along my straining cock again but he yanked my hand away, grabbed my balls and squeezed, hard. "But not yet. Not till we're done and not till I say." Needless to say I jumped about a foot and my poor cock and balls went into sudden and immediate shock. My head bounced off his chest.

"Ow, what was that for?" I whined, my balls aching.

"Give me a minute and I'll be ready for round two." He said, pressing my head down stroking my hair once again. Why was he such a control freak anyway? I thought he liked me?

After a few minutes he said, "Here, roll over across my legs and I'll give you a back rub." Collin helped me roll over so his legs were between mine. He was warm and I could lay my head against his chest. Very gently he started rubbing his fingers across my back and neck. I should have been suspicious, heck my balls were still throbbing painfully, but it felt very nice so I relaxed into him again and let him stroke me like a kitten. I hardly noticed as he slowly spread his legs, and with them, mine opened right up. When his fingers slid along my ass, I could feel my cock come back to life; I'm sure he could too. My legs were spread pretty wide now and my crack was open to his gentle caresses. I could even feel his fingertips along edge of my hole. It actually felt really good so, rather than tightening up, I relaxed so he could rub a little deeper. I was thinking that I could probably suck his cock again, round two, if he wanted me to, and if he didn't choke me again. After all I hadn't cum and was still very, very, very horny. Of course you probably realize that's not what he had in mind for round two.

As we lay there, he said, "What did you think of licking my butt. It seems gross right? But it actually feels really good. It's called rimming, if you didn't know." (I didn't.) His fingers were making circles down there as he said, "I could show you if you like..."

"I...uh... you would? Do that to me? Really?" I said probably a bit too eagerly.

"Sure, I would for my good little cocksucker." He replied. "This is what you do..." He said taking charge again. I was already putty in his hands. "Let's get you propped up on some pillows. He turned me over and stuffed pillows under my waist. I noticed he was hard again too! "Lean forward and spread your legs. Relax. Spread them wider... perfect." I felt him hover over my butt placing both hands on my cheeks. "Danny you have a beautiful ass." He said. Next I felt his hot breath across my most forbidden place. It seemed like he was getting a good smell, yuck. Then I felt his tongue, oh God, was he right. It felt like nothing I have ever experienced. I don't know what I thought it would be like but it was hard to stop from wiggling and pushing back to make his tongue go deeper and harder. After a few moments I couldn't stop my hips from bucking back onto his face. He stopped licking and slapped my ass. Really hard. Ouch that's going to leave a mark. I flattened back out with my cheeks squeezed tight.

He petted them gently again. They were warm where he smacked with his hands and said, "Just relax and let me do the work here." He said. "And don't you cum. If you feel like you're gonna, just let me know in time to help you stop it. I'm serious, if you think that little love smack hurt, you haven't felt what I do when I'm really pissed off."

It was difficult but I managed to relax my smarting cheeks and he began again, this time lightly blowing across my hole. Weird, I could feel it wink open then close again. When he blew across a second time the same thing happened, and I wasn't controlling it at all. Then I felt his tongue again and my hole just opened up and he stuck it right inside. Around and around he licked his tongue swirling in a hole I didn't even know I could keep open like that. I was starting to wiggle again but I forced myself to lie still.

It felt really, really good. Uh, oh- I could feel my dick throbbing, building up pressure. Between his tongue and the soft smooth pillows my dick was sliding on I could feel my orgasm quickly building. "Stop, stop, please stop!" I gasped. I dared not move even an inch or my dick sliding along the pillow would have made me shoot right there. I was afraid I wasn't going to be able to control myself even though he quickly quit licking and pulled away.

"Help, I can't..." I said but then he slapped my ass again. I was pulling upward to stop the friction on my cock and he grabbed my balls from behind and laid into my ass several more times. Each time he hit, I naturally jerked forward but after an inch or two I'd be pulled up by my balls painfully stretching in his tight grip. I had never felt like this before. It was so excruciating, but my orgasm was right there, right on the edge, almost spilling over. I never knew pain could feel so.... pleasurable. But after a few seconds the pleasure and my orgasm receded. My ass was going to be really red!

I breathed a sigh of relief and, incredibly, heard myself say, "Thanks."

My ass was on fire. My balls were throbbing painfully. I wasn't allowed to cum and I was telling my tormentor thank you? What the hell was wrong with me?

Once again Collin began to gently stroke the welts on my ass, "Good boy, you're learning. Are you ready for the next step?" This time my cheeks didn't seem to need any time to relax, I was on my hands and knees open and ready. He didn't wait for my answer anyway, but instead stuck a slick finger right into my hole. In surprise I gripped it tightly. "Oh yeah, you've got one tight cherry there!" he chuckled. He just left his finger inside me. It didn't take long till my muscles relaxed from the strain. Once he felt that he began to stroke slowly in and out. I was glad I was still on my hands and knees, so my cock wasn't touching anything. I had never in my life had anything up my ass before (not even a thermometer). It felt very weird but good at the same time and I liked the feeling of the deeper penetration his finger was getting.

I hadn't noticed but he stopped pushing in and out. His finger was just at the ring of muscle stopped there. Outside, not deep inside. On autopilot my ass pushed back on his finger all the way. What the hell, did I do that? Collin let me stroke in and out a couple of times, then I felt a second finger at my back door. As I pushed back it too slipped right in. It burned a bit, but I wasn't controlling what my legs and ass were doing here! I could hear Collin chuckling again. He was playing me like a video game. Three fingers didn't want to go in so easily, but Collin shoved them in and out a few times. I tried to relax. It hurt being stretched that way but at the same time all those fingers deep in my ass felt pretty good.

"Okay, you're ready, cherry boy." He said and as he did he removed his fingers and moved up behind me. Of course I knew what was going to happen, but I have to admit, I was kinda looking forward to seeing what it felt like. Having his big cock up my tight butt might be interesting, right? I could feel the slippery soft end of his dick lining up with the hole. "Just relax, Danny." He said. Almost in slow motion I felt the contact with my butthole right where he had been blowing and licking and rubbing. I felt myself relax a bit and as I did he pushed his cock right in. Not far, maybe only an inch or two. My muscles clamped down mightily on the head of his dick. That burning pain shot through me like lightning. Thank God he froze in that position.

"You're going to have to relax." He said huskily.

But I couldn't. It just hurt too much. He slapped my ass again a couple of times, which amazing seemed to help. At least it took my mind off my burning hole.

"Come on Danny, let's go. Try pushing like your taking a dump, that'll help."

I don't think the muscles could hold that tight for much longer anyway so I tried to push out a bit. I could feel Collins cock slide a little further. My ass was going to grip again but suddenly I felt his hand wrap around my cock (still rock hard, amazing, eh?) and stroke in and out. On the next in stroke he allowed his rod to slip further and I felt a deep pop and I knew the head of his dick was all the way inside me. Once the biggest part was through, he pushed his cock all the way in and it wasn't so bad, really. I mean my hole was still burning and I felt like I was completely full of cock, but his hand on my dick seemed to make the pain much easier to deal with.

"Oh man, your tight Danny, I can feel your cherry down here." He moaned. He slid in and out stopping before the head of his cock hit the burning spot.

Uh,oh! I had a problem again. Collin's busy hands were making me feel very nice. Too nice, I was close again. "Uh, Collin, stop please.." I started.

"Hell, no, I'm not stopping. You just take it bitch." he said.

"No, no, you can keep fucking me, just stop pulling on my dick, unless you want me to come!" I cried. Did I just suggest he could keep fucking me?

Ha, he laughed. "Good boy, Danny, good boy." He didn't stop his slow even thrusting, but he let go of my cock. Which helped some, but something inside my butt, something the head of his cock kept hitting, was still making me feel all funny and close.

"Uh, Collin, your cock is doing something to me... oh God, I think I'm still there, Collin, please, you're gonna need to stop for a minute or something... please." He pulled out with a pop causing my ass muscles to spasm and burn again.

"Get on your back." He said. "And lift up your legs." I rolled quickly over but he grabbed my legs and forced them up. I barely had time to think about relaxing a bit before he thrust all the way to the hilt and I felt his pubic bone squeeze my balls. Weirdly, it didn't hurt, at least not as much. But he was definitely going deeper. Really deep inside me and he pulled farther out so I could feel the stretch of the muscles around my ass each time. It didn't take long for me to have that feeling inside again as his hard cock hit something inside me over and over. I felt myself bucking back to meet his thrusts. "Oh, Oh, God, Collin.." I moaned. He responded by going faster and harder.

"You like me taking your cherry, Danny? You're a slut, a cock slut. Aren't you?"

He was thrusting so hard and fast I didn't think I could answer him but he slapped me across the face and said again, "You're a cock slut, bitch, aren't you."

"Yes, yes I'm a cock slut faggot." I cried, "Please, can I cum, I can't hold it any longer, I'm going to explode, please." I begged. I was gripping the sheets and arching my back.

"Go ahead, cum with my cock up your cute little ass." He grunted.

I could feel his cock getting bigger and harder and his thrusting was became irregular. He was going to shoot his juice right up my ass. As I thought this to myself I went right over the edge. His cock kept hitting that spot, but now in jerky movements. I could feel every vein and muscle and tube in Collins cock, all along the inside of my ass.

My orgasm took hold and I screamed out. "Ah, thank you, thank you, AH!" My overworked ass muscles tried to grab hold his slippery dick but without effect. I could actually feel the tube on the underside of his cock expanding and I knew he was coming in my butt. Hot jets of sperm fired into my ass. Hot jets of my own sperms shot out onto my chest, but the orgasm was coming from my butt, it was weird, it felt great, but weird. I could feel everything back there getting slipperier. I let go of the sheets as Collin fell on top of me. I hugged him to my chest to try to stop the shaking and convulsing my body was doing. I was still coming, squeezing his cock and feeling it all inside me. I passed out, or fell asleep.

"I have some things to do." Collin said as he woke me. "Rest if you want. Take a shower if you like. Come on out and meet the other guys when you feel up to it. Its morning and we all eat together, if you're hungry. A bell is rung about 10 minutes before we eat. Just to give everyone a chance to finish up anything they may have started. The other boys are nice; they'll explain the rules and such. I know this is all strange and sudden. Don't worry, you'll get along here great. I hope you feel alright. I wanted to be the first to pop your cherry. You'll understand all that. Sorry I got so rough, I could tell you'd like it, maybe you should take a warm bath?" His concern seemed mechanical, but the domineering jerk that had tortured me last night seemed to be gone. He patted me on the back, got up and walked out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

I buried my face in the pillow and sobbed, for my parents of course, but for me too. I'm going to be a sex toy for this pervert, maybe for the rest of my life, and what's worse-- I'm going to fucking love it.

(Part II- I meet the rest of the Collection)