All the beer makes Boy need to pee.He’s alone sitting on a toilet in the restroom when he hears footsteps of several people coming in. He hears Tony’s voice.

“Damn it smells like pussy in here.” Boy freezes in the stall, but he doesn’t have enough control over his pee anymore to cut it off in midstream. It continues to spray and tinkle into the toilet as he sits there, covering his pussy with one hand. Tony pulls open the door, which has no lock. “Why are you sitting down to pee? What a fuckin pussy.”

He sees the other guys are in the restroom too, standing around and watching. Boy quickly finishes peeing and scrambles to his feet, pulling up his jeans and boxers “Unh-unh keep your pants down,” Tony says, standing with his legs apart and arms folded across his chest, blocking the way. “Let me see that pussy.”

Boy stops looks from face to face. Joe must have told them. And they had waited to catch him alone. Maybe if he showed it to Tony they would let him go. He feels a terrible pressure and sensation in his chest. In his throat. In his eyes. “Um…okay. Then will you leave me alone?” his chokes out the words.

“You're not going anywhere until you let me see that pussy.”

Boy holds the tops of his jeans, still unbuttoned. He pulls the front of his jeans and boxers down to give a Tony peek. But Tony, with his boxer instincts is suddenly pressed up close and looming over him, one hand holding his pussy like a bowling ball, with his finger stuck in. Boy freaks out and scrambles away, pulls his jeans and boxers up, tries to run.

But not before Tony hits him in the mouth. Boy entire body swings around from the force of the blow. Pain erupts and blood fills his mouth. He staggers forward.

“Grab him.” The other guys hold him, standing up arms and legs spread. Tony pulls out a switchblade and cuts open the crotch of boys jeans and right through his boxers, exposing his puffy pink cleft. Tony presses the flat of the blade against Boys fat pussy. “You want Tony’s big knife up your cunt?” Boy trembles as blood runs down his lip. Bile rises in his throat. He may not have a cock or balls to lose anymore, but his pussy is defenseless against a knife, it could totally fuck him up and kill him. Boys mouth trembles and his eyes squint closed and spill over with tears. Why do they want to hurt him like this?

“Stop crying, pussy.” Tony takes the knife away and hits Boy so hard in the face his head snaps back and his eyes flick white, like a doll. Boy gasps and tries to stop crying, his breath coming in hysterical shaky little hiccups. Tony kicks Boys legs apart and plugs two fingers in his cunt, feels Boy juice on contact. “That’s a luscious pussy alright. You see this guys? A hot juicy pussy. I almost didn’t believe him.”

Boy stands there spread and held in place. He can see Tony’s cock is hard through his sweats. Tony, with two fists, rips open boys teeshirt, revealing his budding tits: overdeveloped gym pecs with a layer of breast tissue over them that makes them look no less tight and perky, but somewhat softer than they did when they were just hard lean muscle, and capped now by obscenely large pink nipples pointing slightly outwards. Tony’s dick grows to his full length of 9 inches, tenting his sweatpants. “Damn, fuckers nice got nice melons too.” Tony fondles and squeezes boys smooth meaty breasts, flicking and tugging the pointy tips. Boy cant help it. His fat, long, baby bottle nipples swell and stiffen at Tony’s touch. Boy makes a small breathy noise. He looks wildly for a way out, as Tony by turn takes his nipples into his mouth, sucking and chewing on them hungrily.

“Ohhhauuuugh..!” Even in his fear and upset, even as he tries to find escape, his stiff nipples shoot ripples of pleasure deep into his cunt when Tony handles them. Tony saws his hand into the valley of Boys wet slit, back and forth. “Yea now he's all wet and sloppy... I tend to have that effect on girls…”

Boy is scared. He’s hurt. He doesn’t want to get fucked by all these men, his former bball buddies, who set him up and are now watching as Tony assaults him. And Tony is already known to be crazy. Boy was cherry before he met Daddy, and had never been fucked by another man, until he woke up and his cock and balls had been turned into a pussy, and Daddy let the doctor fuck him in return. Then he let Joe fuck him once, and was left restrained to the GYN exam chair for Nick. But the idea of being used by a gang of 8 slightly drunk bball guys who he thought were his buddies, in a public bathroom at the park.. it makes him feel ashamed, helpless, angry…he fights down the pressure rising in his chest. The thought of getting gang banged by 8 studs is also… arousing. Boy swallows, confused by his overwhelming emotions and still feeling the pain in his face as he resists the urge to grind his pussy onto Tonys hand.

Tony spreads his nostrils and pauses, sniffs deeply “Yea I can smell that pussy getting ripe. By the time we’re outta here this place is gonna stink of fish.”

Boy blushes and looks down and away. He’s so self-conscious about the sweet musky scent of his pussy. He just wants to get away. Get out Get out Get out! He throws himself against the restraining arms, and breaks away! But the guys tackle his jeans down as he’s running. Boy trips on them and falls face down against the concrete floor hitting his head, scrambles halfway back up. “Hold him down for me” Tony says. Boy falls to the ground in a jumble of arm and legs and bodies. Someone kicks him hard in the stomach and he doubles over. The men take the opportunity to pin him down on his back with his hands above his head and his knees up and spread wide, exposing the pink, juicy, split-open mound of his pussy. “Here you go Tony its all yours”

“No” Tony says. “Turn him over on all fours so we can milk him. Besides I love the way a puffy cunt looks from behind.”

The pressure in Boys chest erupts into a sob and he starts crying, struggling against the men that hold him down.

“Shut him up Stuart.” A loud slap. A warm sting, a brief vertigo as his head swings from the force of it. And then Boy is crying around Stuarts dick in his mouth.

The men turn Boy over and restrain him so he is on all fours. Tony kneels behind him between his legs and forces them open wider with his knees, til Boys ass is pushed up and back, his cunt on display behind him. Stuarts in front. As Tony’s big cock sinks into his soft defenseless slit, Boy squeals around Stuarts cock. Stuart grabs his tits and start squeezing and pulling them, alternating one and the other, squeezing progressively harder from base to tips, like milking a cow. Boys tits feel full to bursting and his nipples ache. He feels a pulse of pleasure as his tits start spraying milk. “Nice!” the guys around cheer. “Yea, milk that cow!”

Tony grinds his dick deep into Boys pussy, opening him deep inside and sending shudders of pleasure through him. His big balls slap against Boys fat wet lips, which squeeze his dick back in response, making Tonys dick feel total pleasure. “God this is some good pussy, you’re gonna love it.” He says

Two of the guys get under Boy to suck his tits while Tony and Stuart plug him at each end. The powerful sensations of the suckling at his teats and the dick porking his pussy makes Boys throat open for more of Stuarts cock as he moans and gags himself on it. He feels a tremendous wave of pleasure building in his belly with every thrust of Tony’s cock against his deep spot of nerves, bringing him closer and closer to an edge of pleasure and pressure he cant define, skipping lightly across it.

“Yea, he loves it, doesn’t he? I’m gonna fill you with cum you whore.” Tony’s dick swells up in Boys cunt as he thrusts it in to the root, grinding his balls against Boys fat lips and shooting three short spurts of cum deep in his pussy. Boy’s pelvic muscles waffle and tighten, losing control. Tony let’s out a last spurt- a long, hard steady stream of thick cum hitting his gspot. The pleasure pressure building in Boys pelvis flowers and erupts, muscles spasming out of control. “Auuuuugh…ohhh no, oohh!” he moans. Stuart sprays all over his face and tits. The men sucking his tits bite down on them, forcing out more milk and triggering an explosion of ecstasy which fully ungrips him, and he’s thrashing around uncontrollably with a long, high-pitched moan like a siren as he thrusts his hips back against Tony, trying to bury his cock even deeper. “Ugh! Yes! fuck me, oh god, don’t stop, oh no, fuck ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh…”

"Yea thats it pussy. Tell me bitch."

Tony pulls out and gets up. For a moment Boy feels he is perched in mid-air, like a flightless bird before it plummets, his orgasm stopped, his pussy still gaping open from the fresh fucking, suddenly empty and needy. But no sooner does he feel this than someone elses cock sinks suddenly into Boys snatch, filling him up and throwing his body back into the spasming throes of bliss. "Ohhhh goddddd....fuck me ...oh!... oh please.... auhhhhhhh"

A blur of men seen through tears and blood and sweat. Mouths sucking his nipples red raw and sore. Cock after cock cumming up his cunt, in his mouth. His bruised body trembling and aching and weak from pleasure, pain, sensation, emotion. Then all the men leave. Except Tony and Stuart.

Boy trembles weakly in Tony’s grip. His pussy juices and other mens cum run down his legs. Tony’s big meaty dick is stuffed up his twat again. This time he’s facing Tony, his legs spread and wrapped around Tony’s lap, his tits pressed up against Tony’s rough shirt, his head rolling listlessly on Tony’s chest, a black eye, a busted lip, thumb in his mouth, a childhood comfort. Deep in his pussy, he can feel Tony’s heart beating in Tony’s dick, he can feel Tony getting harder inside him, getting ready to fuck him hard again. He can’t tell whether Tony’s dick is causing him pleasure or pain, only a deep aching sensation that causes him to shiver with aftershocks every couple minutes. Tony waits for his dick to get hard so he can fuck Boy one more time.

Boy feels something brush against his back. Stuart. He feels Stuarts hands grip his shoulders, feels Stuarts dick hard and rubbing his ass. Rubbing the cleft of his ass. Rubbing against his asshole. Then a sudden, sickening pain as Stuart suddenly shoves his cock into Boys ass, untouched the whole night, stretching it open. “Ahhh…” Stuart moans in pleasure as Boys tight warm ass squeezes his cock and he settles into a slow, pumping rhythm. Boy shrieks and startles in pain. He feels like he might puke. He starts sobbing, but after a few strokes Stuarts cock starts hitting against his prostrate, flushing him with a warm fluttery feeling and making him squirm. “Ohhhh…aughhhhhh”

Tony’s cock grows to full hardness in Boys pussy when he sees what Stuarts doing. “Great idea, let’s doublefuck this cunt before we let him go.” Tony looks down at Boy. “Stuff you up, pussy.” He thrusts in deeper against the fullness of Stuarts dick through the membrane in boys body. Stuart thrusts back. They laugh.

Boy feels so stretched and full of cock he’s dizzy. He is so sore and raw. Plugged in both holes at once, cocks thrusting in and out, he feels wonderfully full, and neither his gspot or prostrate can escape the constant direct pressure of the two cocks that fuck him. “Ohhhhhh, god, ohhhhhhh….” Boy swivels his hips on the cocks as he loses total control of his muscular system, his pussy squirting juices everywhere, his eyes rolling, his throat exposed, his head thrashing back and against his shoulders, mouth open, body undulating in constant orgasm, then slowing til the next wave. But the whole time his skin feels like its been peeled off to expose every nerve in his body, and his ass and pussy are both spasming wildly around the two huge cocks that fill him. All he can do is sob and cling trembling to Tony’s huge muscles, his face smeared with tears and blood and jism, as the two men pump their loads in him, before leaving him naked and writhing on the cold, cement restroom floor, his holes gaping wide open and dripping with their cum.