A BDSM-curious twink on a South American adventure is abducted by a group of men for a kinky private party in this HOT story by new author Tarquin. Art by Blacksmith.
South American Cock Torment - Page 1
by Tarquin
Art by Blacksmith. Visit his Tumblr Page or Download his Book.
Andy Douglas was eighteen even though he only looked much younger. Five seven, he had a nice balance of slim waist, good shoulders and a neat, tight butt. Plenty of sport and exercise in the open air had given him a great tan and a body with good muscular definition including a modest six-pack. The sun had also bleached his shock of naturally blonde hair. Coupled with pale blue eyes and a ready smile he looked good and attractive…and he knew it.
He liked girls, but they didn’t interest him in that way. For him the real pleasure came from other guys, specially those older, more mature men who knew the ways to build and prolong a guy’s fucking pleasure. Not that the fun was all one-way, Andy knew how to make a guy cum real hard too. In the last few months he’d discovered the harder side of gay sex…enjoying it more when the men with him were dominant and controlling…even hurting him and forcing him to cum again even when he pleaded for them to leave his poor cock and balls alone.
Since they found out he was gay his family didn’t want to know where he was, or what he was doing. Three months ago he’d managed to wangle enough money from his dad to set off backpacking in South America and he’d not been in touch since. Sure, he’d had some rough times, especially in those places where the authorities took a dislike to students generally, but there had always been someone willing to help in return for some cock fun.
Miguel Santos was the latest of Andy’s special friends. In his early thirties he had those dark Latino good looks that really turned Andy on. They’d enjoyed some good times in the last few days and things had got really hot last night. Still tired and cock-sore, the two of them sprawled on loungers on a pleasantly empty beach, dozing in the early South American sun.
Pretending to be asleep, Andy studied Miguel from behind his dark glasses. He was in great shape, slim, muscled and toned. He was definitely a man who liked being in charge. Andy got a thrill out of the fact that there something dangerous about him. He had a quick temper and he knew some really hard people. He took Andy to places where the police didn’t go, or if they did it was only with backup and heavy protection.
Andy’s eyes kept returning to the thick bulge in Miguel’s black speedos. He caught his breath as he eased his own still tender penis inside the confines of his tight white trunks as thoughts of last night made him suddenly throbbing, hard and erect once again. He winced as his foreskin rolled back and his fingers touched the still too-sensitive glans and he had to do another furtive shuffle to try and get a bit more comfortable.
It had started early evening even before they went to the club for some fun. Both of them were naked. Miguel was lying back on the bed with his head propped up on two pillows as he watched the young American working his mouth and lips round the seven upcurving inches of his circumcised cock. Andy squirmed as he remembered how he had knelt on all fours on the bed facing Miguel’s feet. He’d braced his arms on either side of Miguel’s hips so he could slide the whole, thick cock deep into his throat each time he lowered his head.
He was in that position because he was obeying Miguel’s orders. Not that there were any words. The older man’s right hand was between Andy’s legs toying with the teenager’s dangling cock and balls and giving the teenager very clear signals. Miguel had forefinger and thumb encircling the shaft of the Andy’s eight inch uncut cock. Just by tightening his grip a little then slowly stretching the skin back down the shaft so the shiny, slippery glans of Andy’s penis reared up was enough to make Andy lean forwards to let Miguel’s cock head push over his tongue and down into the back of his throat.
Miguel groaned with pleasure as the hot, wet warmth sheathed him. He gripped and pulled as hard as possible, keeping the teenager’s cock stretched painfully taut. Andy obediently deep-throated him until the mat of coarse black hairs at Miguel’s groin was rubbing against his lips and nose. Only when the teenager started to gag and struggle did Miguel relent and let forefinger and thumb slide slowly back up the shaft of Andy’s cock, rolling the skin back over the throbbing head.
That was the signal that Andy was allowed to lift his head up until Miguel’s penis bobbed free, only connected to the teenager’s open mouth by his eagerly flicking tongue and strings of thick, drooling mucus. Smiling, Miguel would allow Andy few precious deep breaths then the controlling fingers would tighten, stretching the teen’s cock skin very slowly down the shaft again. Giving a gasp at the delicious pleasure-pain Andy bent his head and let the thick, slippery cock fill his mouth and throat once more.
Of course, every time Andy hesitated Miguel’s fingers would curl around the soft skin of the teenager’s scrotum. Just a gently squeezing pressure…but the warning was clear. Miguel loved tormenting a boy’s testicles, listening to the moans and gasps of indrawn breath as he made those tender balls throb and ache while his victim squirmed helplessly…aching and throbbing but so desperate to cum.
The long, slow face fucking went on and on, Miguel controlling the tempo while every so often torturing Andy a little more by keeping his foreskin rolled back so he could stroke and finger the slippery exposed head of the teenager’s iron-hard cock making Andy squirm and gasp even more at the extra torment his abused penis was getting.
Finally the deep-throat stimulation had been too much for Miguel and he had come off the bed to push Andy’s shoulders down, positioning the teenager with his buttocks raised and knees spread wide so he could slide his hard, wet cock into the tight ring of the teenager’s anus. Andy loved it. Being so open and helpless plus that wonderful feeling as the smooth, slippery cock head stretched him wider and wider. He nearly came when the head of Miguel’s cock popped inside his anal ring but then there was the thrill of feeling the thick shaft sliding into the tight sheath of his rectum, inch by inch as Miguel took time to enjoy his slow impalement of the American teen.
Then they'd gone to the club...
With those images and remembering what he’d seen and done at the club later making him even harder, Andy eased the shaft of his cock again inside his trunks trying to get comfortable, wriggling on the lounger and taking a quick glance round to see that he wasn’t being too obvious. He flushed red as he realised that Miguel had been watching him all the time, then grinned and flexed his hips so the taut, tented fabric of his trunks was even more obvious.
Miguel nodded towards the tented bulge in the teen’s trunks. ‘Thinking about the show last night, eh, Andy?’
Andy was about to shake his head when he realised that the club they’d visited later on had been on his mind too…very much on his mind.
‘Nah…I mean yeah, oh yeah, that was hot, real hot…some of those scenes…and the guys, you know the one who had his balls tied with those straps…and the one the big guy paddled while the other one used the vibrator on his cock…Oh fuck that was so hot!’
‘You like that, I could feel it!’ He chuckled, ‘What about the young guy they tied down on that frame to fuck in the ass…?’ He grinned, ‘you’d be good at that, I know.’
Andy smirked and arched his hips so the bulge was even more obvious. ‘But the best bit was after that… when they kept on jerking him off, that was even better…he must have cum at least three times and his cock was still hard.’
‘I think it was four… They gave him something before…you know, those tablets…the blue ones…’
‘You mean. Viagra?’
‘Yes, those, and a little extra too…’ He paused and looked at the white trunks and the obvious evidence of Andy’s arousal. ‘You really liked that yes?’ Andy nodded. ‘Not just watching…you wanted to take his place, I think yes?’
There was a pause, then Andy nodded slowly…yes, he had wanted to be the one being held down…his cock spurting into the air…then knowing that the men tormenting him were going to keep on and on…stroking and rubbing his penis, fingers playing with his balls and sliding deep into his anus so that, no matter how loudly he screamed or how much he struggled, he would be forced to cum again… and again.
‘That boy thought he wanted it too...at first. But when he’d had enough, after the second time they made him cum…you saw his face.’ He smiled again, ‘and heard the noises he made when they went on playing with his cock…those loud noises. How he cried and screamed when he realised they weren’t going to stop.’ He smiled at Andy’s flushed face and parted lips and shrugged. ‘Last night was nothing special. No one let things go too far…
Miguel looked at the flushed and aroused teenager and paused, his voice suddenly hard and serious. ‘I tell you, Andy, down here someone like you needs to be careful, very careful. You’ve been very lucky so far, especially as you like your men to be,’ he searched for the right word, ‘more hard with you, yes?’ Andy nodded. ‘But here sometimes there is a special kind of private party where there are no rules, no protection for a pretty young boy on his own, you understand?’
Andy looked puzzled. ‘Not really, what do you mean?’
Miguel leaned forwards. ‘I mean that a nice Americano boy like you might find himself in real bad trouble. You need to think about it, Andy. Look at you, blonde hair and blue eyes…a good body and a nice big cock to work on…a nice big boy’s cock. We have many men who like harder shows than you see at the club, private shows where they think it’s funny when a pretty boy screams ‘please stop…no more’ when he can’t do anything to make them stop.’
Andy protested. ‘I can look after myself…I’m not a kid you know!’
‘Andy, Andy…don’t be stupid, pretty boys like you disappear all the time. Many of these men were in the police or the army, some still are. It gives them and extra thrill, makes them extra hard to hear a nice, pretty boy screaming and crying as they work on him.’ He paused and leaned back on the lounger. ‘I think some of those kind of men were at the club last night. Such men have money and know the right people so they can do what they want – no questions asked.’
He paused. ‘We don’t go back there tonight. Time we went somewhere else anyway, somewhere out of town. I think both will be safer if we do not attract to much attention from such men.’
Andy nodded, but secretly he was wondering what it might be like to be at one of those ‘private’ parties and in the hands of the kind of men Miguel had just warned him about.
That evening, on a deserted stretch of road a few miles outside town, he found out.
There was no warning, just two cars pulling alongside and forcing Miguel’s open jeep into the side of the road. Miguel swore then started to say something when he was hit and slumped forward dazed. He was dragged out and pushed into the first car. The passenger door was wrenched open; two men grabbed Andy, pulled him out and pushed him into the second one. Ten seconds later the cars had driven off leaving one man behind. He calmly climbed into Miguel’s jeep, did a U-turn and sped off back to town.
There were a people around and a number of cars and trucks on the road…but no one saw anything or reported anything. They never did, life was longer and healthier that way.
Andy Douglas didn’t see anything either. Once in the car a gun was pushed into his ribs and one of the men said, ‘no noise…no fuss…understand?’ As he nodded a cloth pad that smelled sickly sweet was pressed over his nose and mouth and seconds later the world went dark
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scotts60143 - July 21, 2017, 9:17 pm
Well. It is late at night and I was going to read this intro chapter, but damn, now I am hooked and need to at least see chapter 2! Great beginning so thanks to the author, and the artwork is nice too!!