Hobo Jungle Late Teen Uses and Abuses

VERSION 2:[Our boy/man soon enough discovered that the foul P was already underneath him and Townie (T) had no idea what he might do. He seemed to be digging a fairly deep and narrow trench directly under TT's stiffly horizontal cock and heavy-metal enslaved junk. The rings had been removed from his cock, but the rest of the CBT hardware was still in place behind his sac and behind his dick and balls. Psycho finished digging at about 16". He then plucked a good number of coals from the fire and placed them carefully in the slotted earth. When he had about 4" of glowing coals, he covered them very lightly with loose rock and a few bunches of well-soaked leaves. Thus began the steaming and baking of hard, cum-oozing Townie teen cock, for your dining pleasure. P began to swing t's slow-cooking stuff about, slowly at first, then more and more quickly. Sometimes he would let the teens goods go still, then hold the glowing end of his cigar as close to them as possible without leaving a visible burn. A few short pubes crinkled up and twisted away in foul retreat. Now the glowing ember briefly tapped at various points about his swollen seed pouch and pulsating meat. It hurt so ba-good. Fire made his cock harder and veinier. Precum was oozing out steadily.]

P repeatedly slapped his subject's stretched sack and not at all gently. Violated victim's mature teen goodies were flopping about violently. It turned him on more. P rolled over on his back and began running the survival knife blade along all sides of subject/victim T's engorged dick. Not cutting, but the potential was there and for the night wandering teen the potential was the turn on. Now P ran the blade across teen's taut, fat balls several times, very slowly. Precum was flowing steadily from the dehydrating teen's piss-slit. P jammed the knife into the plywood and rolled out from under. He reached back down and around, grasping townie's cock and pumping up a handfull of precum. P's 9", honest, were hard as steel. Psyco, it turns out, was a black/indian/white trash "breed" with the cock to show off his heritage. It hung at 7.5 " always turgid. When erect, it was closer to 9.5" and had a wicked upward curve just before the bulbous head. His balls were baseball size and hung low naturally. And he'd been busy making others come. Now it was his turn.

P took the handful of T's slick, warm precum and coated his cock. He pumped up another handful of the teen's lube for the virgin 18-year-old's asshole. He ordered cb to pull his worthless choad from subject's mouth - for the moment. P pumped more T-wanderer precum and used it to get his cock helmet good and slick. He grasped the night prowler by the hips and pried his ass cheeks apart with his rough thumbs. This would require some preliminary work, yup. There was an old, narrow-top, smooth-shouldered round, heavy glass bottle, left behind apparently for just this moment. P reached around again and milked T for more precum, just edging him closer to a deluge of hot spunk. With the bottle coated, P began working it slowly yet forcefully beyond townie's sphincter and deep into his bowels. As he increased the speed and force, he could hear townie teen moan in pleasurable pain. P checked out townie for stiffness. It was time. He ordered cb to resume throat-fucking the sexed up teen, which he did with great gusto. Townie teen had precum and slobber drooling from his chin. P chose the moment to pop out the bottle and pop in his hot, throbbing, beveined, crooked fat-headed and well pre-cum lubed huge dong of doom.

Townie had never felt so full up with sex in his life! He had a cock bumping his tonsils and another filling his ass completely. P was steadily fucking T's wrecktum while pumping T's cock and brutalizing T's nutsack. T was most certainly going to blow another huge load. Finally P rubbed across T's prostate once too often. Splat, spurt, spurt, spurt. Townie began blowing his nut, P did the same up T's ass, which made both blow nut even more. cb was ordered to back away. He jacked off mournfully and came copiously before being sent off on a chore.

*** Part 3.

Please Whip my Tender Junk With A Nettle Cat O' Nine...

There were several more hours of darkness and darkness was in the minds of the three train tramps and the town whore. They had an 18-year-old who was a fuck-machine to do with as they wanted. Who knew if he'd come back for more? Better get it now. For the moment, T was simply tethered by his junk as he was allowed to stretch out a few sore muscles. He'd been given Gatorade to rehydrate and more smokey dope to keep him docile and horny.

P decided that to end the dark hours, the gang of four fuck fiends would do whatever each pleased to townie simultaneously. The nasty and truly unbalanced P started to push T down, but T went automatically to his hands and knees. He thought he knew what was coming and looked forward to it with fuck-me-harder apprehension. Could he take it more harshly? Now lead weights were attached to the eye-hooks on his split-collars. He had an idea that's what those eyes were for. He carried nine pounds of lead, plus the other stuff. A rough, thin sisal twine was wrapped around the very base of his hanging repro gland sac and seed inserter. This was tied in turn to four lengths of more sisal in turn tied to four short bungee cords which each had a chunk of unbroken cinder block attached. If he moved, his swollen sack o' nuts with all the extra weight caused the bungee cords to begin a harmonious reaction which forced the scratchy twine to pull his sack more and more violently in random directions. His flopping cock was spraying a thin mist of precum. It felt delicious.

T had seen Cheryl and Carp Guy go off into the darkness and weeds some minutes ago. He heard Cheryl scre-moan-unnhhhh and Carp Guy's gutteral laughter in response. When they reappeared, C's tits looked like they'd been whipped with very light barbed wire. Here nipples were hugely distended and her cunt was on fire. She walked over to waiting-kneeling Cum Bucket, grabbed the back of his head and forced his mouth onto her mound.

She would come. Cum Bucket would merely be teased again.

T's CBT'd junk was beginning to throb with pain and rising jism, too. He saw P pick up what CG had used on C's tits. It was a cat o' nine made of local, green nettles. They were about a foot long and had small weights tied to the ends to give them some force. An old leather glove had been used in collecting the nettles and constructing the cat. It was now used by CG, with P's permission as ranking psycho, to work over T's low-low-low hanging, red and hugely engorged testicles and include his once-again beringed sperm spewer. It was starting to twitch again when the first strike landed. His balls felt like they were on fire. He opened his mouth to scream only to find P's fat cock slipping between his teeth and back into his throat. CG alternated strokes with the nettle with each of P's cock plunges into T's sore throat. He also found a stray, home-made wooden butt plug which he popped lubeless and dry into T's asshole. Townie teens cock was again rock hard. Its head had taken on a wicked purple hue and the length was red, beringed, hard as adamite and twitching with boiling teen blood.

CG gave the lad a few more strokes on the cock and balls, then turned his attention to the 18-year-old's ass-cheeks and asshole, from which he had pulled the plug with a wet pop. Direct, lengthwise strikes along his ass crack covered both cheeks and his asshole, too, with nettle burn. After a few minutes of this, his still scorched cock was pouring out a steady dribble of slick precum. CG called Cheryl away from Cum Bucket. She had used him to HER always fleeting orgasmifaction. Now she could use that boy - she knew him - to her nasty pleasures. P said so. His eyes were shut and his cock was in T's throat to the nuts. Maybe he hadn't heard. She asked CG what up? He said she should crawl under "the kid" and stick the rolled up arhis blanket under her ass to line her twat up with the teen's drooling probe. Good enough for her. The ground was still hot where the pan of nut-sack & cumhis-cock slow roast coals had been, slowly cooking the teen's tonsil probe and now hair-free & olive-oil shiny, sopping broasted red scrotum - for hours.

CG got everything set up and, soon enough C's well-trained and disciplined cunt was rhythmnically swallowing and spitting out 18-year-old cock as she rolled her hips lewdly. C began sucking on P's nuts as he continued to throat-fuck hotted up townie. Now that he had things moving along, CG reached down for a generous dose of cunt cream. He worked it onto his cock, but left the precum leaking head dry. He gave T's asshole several additional direct strokes with the nettles, then thumb-pried his cheeks wide apart and just drove in dry. Felt like the skin was going to be peeled from his glans. T moaned/gurgled around P's cock as his sphincter was forced open and the rest of CG's red and hot prick was quickly crammed in until he was nuts deep in T. Then the teen's rapers took a cue and began alternating strokes, keeping them going fast and hard. C mashed her tits against T's chest, clamped her cunt muscle, and really went to work.

She chewed his nipples and mauled his balls. They were already well-stimulated by the bungee cords and all the swaying about. He could feel the steaming spunk begin to boil its way out through his large piss-slit. Cheryl's cunt was overworked, but well-trained. First Psycho yanked his cock from tiring teen townie's mouth/throat, cramming it into Cheryl's gullet for the spunk-off. This made her twat clamp down extra special for a long moment on T's cock, just as he was about to spew, pinching back the scalding scum. At the next instant, Carp Guy blew his huge load in T's asshole, causing Townie to go over the top and begin an interminable, mind-numbing cum dump in Cheryl's cooze.

She took every drop, crawled out from under his arched body, stepped around to CG and finished pumping him off up poor T's rectum. CG stepped over to ever-kneeling Cum Bucket and had his cock sucked more or less clean by slave cb, the whole time he was standing on cb's slave balls, which had been stretched out on the ground while cb's achingly, steely hard and unrelieved cock arched up and back, enormous veins pulsing, ram-rod stiff, at the ready, oozing clear cock lube.

Now Cheryl straddled T, pulled her pussy wide open, and poured his cum out of her cunt and onto T's stretched and sore hole. It felt oddly good. And his cock was coming back to life yet again. What next?