Chapter 6
As Koch slammed one final time into Jack's mouth, pushing the teen backward, the teen thought his back teeth were being pushed out of his gums. He sat down hard, the chauffeur following him, bending over him, gasping and sighing.
"Oh, Lord! God!"
The massive prick throbbed as it softened, popping free when Koch released the teen to wipe his mouth. He staggered back from Jack, staring at his cock as though he didn't recognize it.
"Bravo!" Lassiter applauded, loudly. "Good show, Koch -- both of you! Koch, there'll be no more nonsense about undressing in front of other people. You've no right to hide such an unusual prick!"
"Yes, sir." Koch grinned, his ears flaming.
"Oh, shit! Shit!"
Todd gasped for breath as the man worked his cock out of Jerry's asshole and stood, permitting the teen to roll over with a groan. Jerry drew his knees up, staring at a purple bruise on one. Tears stung the teen's eyes.
"Lie's a good one, Mr. Lassiter," said Todd.
"They're both good," agreed Koch. "You've made a marvelous slave-buy this time, sir."
"Thank you." Lassiter was obviously pleased by their compliments. "All right, Todd -- get them on the plane. They're the last for today."
"Yessir." He bent over and grabbed Jerry's hair, yanking the teen to his feet, and marched him over to Jack, where he repeated the performance. Then he trotted them down the dock, holding them so high their feet barely had a chance to touch the planking.
"Inside, slaves!"
He threw them through the open door of the plane, the teens landing and rolling together. Following them, Todd dogged the door and moved toward the pilot compartment, leaving the teens to scramble around as best they could in the semi-darkness.
"Take it easy, asshole!"
The grunted warning came as Jack rolled into another naked body, another slave. The twins managed to sit up and saw a row of a dozen seats ahead of them, a padded area perhaps ten feet square around them. Three other prisoners were in the compartment. It was impossible to make out the color of his hair in the dim light, but a thick cock sprouted from a luxuriant pubic bush.
"I'm sorry," said Jack, wincing against the constant ache in his bound arms, now that the pain of the massive cock shaft in his teeth had diminished.
"Who are you?" said another slave.
"Jack and Jerry Jordan."
"Brothers?" asked the teen. "Twins," said Jerry.
"Where did they steal you?"
"Our father sold us," said Jerry, matter of factly.
"That's rotten! Uh, I'm Kelvin."
"Louis," he said. "His name is Philip."
His head jerk indicated the teen in the middle, who had remained silent. Philip was the twins' age, a handsome teen, but now Jerry saw the teen was crying silently. He stared at his cock, a trifle smaller than the newcomers, as though he hated the thing that had betrayed him into this position.
"Did they steal you?" asked Jack.
"They did me," said Kelvin. "I was takin' a leak in the movies when a guy offered me five bucks to piss in his mouth. He said he'd give me ten more to go up to his room and get naked with him."
"What about you?" said Jerry, looking at Louis.
"I was hitchhiking," he said. "A sheriff's deputy picked me up, said he was gonna run me in. But he took me to that gray-haired old bastard instead."
"They sold me," said Philip, speaking for the first time with a sob in his voice. "They sold me!"
"Who?" asked Jack, feeling sorry for him.
"My aunt and uncle."
"Did Lassiter tell you what was going to happen?" asked Jerry.
"Who's Lassiter?" said Louis. "The old bastard? Naw. He just felt me up and stuck his fingers up my ass."
"We're slaves!" blurted Jack.
"Huh?" The other three stared at him. "What do you mean?"
The twins related what Lassiter had told them in the limousine, the other teens listening in growing horror. They left out nothing, including the veiled threat of torture and mutilation.
"Jesus!" said Louis. "He's crazy!"
"Knock it off slaves!"
Todd came back from the cockpit and kicked his bare foot against the nearest tied teen, who happened to be Kelvin. The teen gasped and drew away, closer to Jerry. The man grinned at the prisoners.
"Yeah, slaves! That's what you are. You're gonna take cock up the ass and in the mouth, and do any goddamn thing you're told to do! You want to fight it, that's your privilege -- a lot of the guests love the chance to kick the shit out of you."
He cupped his cock, pointing the soft shaft at them, and suddenly sprayed piss. It splattered hot against the nearest teen, but he worked it around until all were hit equally, the stuff quickly tuning cold as it ran down their naked bodies and puddled beneath their asses.
"That's just a goddamn sample! Now I don't want to hear one fuckin' word out of you slaves while we're in the air. Otherwise I kick your asses out at ten-thousand feet."
The slaves could see the gleam of his teeth as he grinned in triumph, hands on hips. Then Todd turned away, and a moment later they heard the cough of first one motor and then the other. The plane wallowed about, moving across the water to take off with a subtle roar.
"Jesus!" said Philip, so softly only the guys nearest could hear the word. "The bastard!"
"They really mean it!" said the horrified Kelvin.
The naked guys moved closer together, for warmth and for comfort, huddling in a group as the plane glided through the night sky. Jerry could feel naked flesh on both of his flanks, but even that stimulation wasn't enough to make his cock stand hard.
The guys dozed, then woke with a start as the plane dropped out of the dawning sky, circling over the island a moment before settling to the lake. They couldn't see the great lodge house in the center of the forested island, or the scattering of small guest cottages almost concealed by the woods. A moment later the engines stopped, and Todd came back to open the door.
"All right, slaves -- everybody out! Fuckers on the left, cocksuckers on the right!"
He laughed at his own feeble joke, the teens groaning as they stumbled to their feet. Sensation seemed to have vanished from Jerry's arms as he moved out, blinking at the bright light as the sun rose over a tree-mantled hill to the east. Then he was on the dock, shoved by Todd toward a group of young men, all as naked as the slaves.
"Hold on, slave!" Hands caught Jerry's shoulder, spinning him around and yanking him back against a growing erection. The teen gasped as he felt the cockhead bang against his balls, the fingers moving around his sides to pinch his nipples and cup his cock, which was perversely growing hard, even against the ache that seemed to permeate every part of his body.
"Oh! Please!"
He gasped as his foreskin was worked back. He saw the other captors as they manhandled the rest of the newcomers in the same way. All were in their late teens, handsome youths, and as their cocks stood out to the manipulation, he saw that the shortest was at least eight inches long.
"Oh! OWWWWW!" Philip gasped. "Please, untie me!"
To Jerry's surprise the older guy worked against his bonds, at last coming up with a knife to saw through the thick knot. He sighed as his hands fell free, trying to raise his arms and rub his wrists. But new pain stabbed instead, his limbs refusing to move.
Then he was spun around to face his captor. The youth was handsome, golden-haired and copper skinned. He caught Jerry's hips, grinding the head of his cock in the teen's crotch. It was the most gorgeous prick Jerry had ever seen.
"Like my cock, slave?"
"Ye... yessir!" The guy gulped. "It's a very nice cock, sir!"
"Master!" He grabbed Jerry's erection, twisting cruelly, forcing the teen to his knees. "You call me 'Master', slave!"
"Yes -- yes, Master!" yelped the teen. "I'm sorry, Master! I won't make the mistake again!"
"Jesus!" said the guy holding Jack, looking at Jerry. "Look, fellas -- twins!"
The others looked around from their preliminary handling of the new guys, laughing. "Hey," said one, "Mr. Lassiter's outdone himself this time! This is my third summer on Slave Island, but it's the first time he's come up with twins!"
"The customers'll love them!" said another.
"Yeah!" said the first, grabbing Jerry's ears. "Suck my cock, slave! Suck it all the way!"
Unable to fend off his tormentor, Jerry's face was slammed down before he could open his mouth, the cockhead banging and bruising his nose. The teen gasped, new tears springing into his eyes as his head was yanked about and bent back until his neck was hurting as well.
"Suck, damn you! SUCK!"
"All of you bastards suck!" cried another.
"Yeah! Suck us!" echoed the other three. "Suck us!"
For a moment it seemed as though the youth was doing everything he could to prevent his captive from obeying. Then he relented, and the slick cockhead slammed between Jerry's teeth, all the way back into his throat. The teen choked and tried to twist his face free, to no avail. The youth dug his thumbnails into Jerry's earlobes, almost drawing blood as his balls slammed against the guy's mouth.
"Goddamn you! You no good filthy slave! Suck my cock! SUCK MY COCK!"
Jerry heard the groaning and protesting of the other newcomers around him, but he was able to pay attention only to the cock between his teeth, his arms at last responding enough to let his hands move over the captor's thighs and up to his hips.
The cock trembled in his mouth and his throat, hurting terribly, the guy's tears coursing into the pubic growth, wetting the groin.
"AHHHHHHHHH!" cried another as Jack accepted him completely. "SHIT! GOOD! HE'S GOOD!"
"Yeahhhhhhhhhhh!" said Philip's captor. "Suck cock, slave! Suck your master's cock!"
There were other moans of pleasure from the youths as the pinned teens adjusted to their fate, accepting the terrible hard cocks completely. Jerry swallowed against the one in his throat, his tongue caressing it, and his captor sighed with ecstasy.
"OH, GOD! GOOD! GOOD!"
Sobbing silently, Jerry managed to work his head back from the terrible prick, the youth relenting and easing his hold. Jerry hurt every place, but there was nothing to be done but accept this terrible chore.
"SUCK! SUCK! SUCK!"
His captor arched his back, thrusting his ass against Jerry's face, shoving his cock deeper into the guy's throat. Jerry's palms slid across sweat-slippery buttocks, across the cleft, feeling the tension of the corded muscles as the guy moved his hands to the back of the teen's head, pressing him down into his hairy crotch. He sighed and gasped again and again.
"Oh, Jesus! JESUS! SUCK ME!"
There was room for Jerry to come back an inch, barely more. Then he'd slammed down again, his nose aching when it hit the padded pelvis of his captor. The teen fought, trying to draw out farther, gaining a fraction of an inch each time, at last riding out until half of the eight-inch prick was boiling away the coating of saliva during the instant it was in the air.
"OH, JESUS! BEAUTIFUL! BEAUTIFUL! HE'S FUCKIN' GOOD! GOOOOOOD!"
The fingertips held the teen lightly now, Jerry's captor moving his legs and his feet farther apart for a better brace against the plunging fall as Jerry rode down on the delicious hot meat, tasting and enjoying the sweet prick as it cooked in his mouth. The youth's golden prick was circumcised, the head curved just enough to ride over Jerry's lips and teeth as the slave sucked with all of his strength.
"SHIT!" cried the guy holding Jack. "SUIT! BASTARD! BASTAAAAAAARD! COMING! COMING!"
Jack was slammed down a final time against the massive cock shape in his mouth, almost all of the nine inches riding deep into his body. The youth who held him was dark, black-haired, Mediterranean. The uncut cock slammed deep into the guy's throat, pumping, throwing put sweet thick cum that passed untasted, spilling copiously into the guy's eager stomach.
Staggering, the youth released Jack, moving back, his cock falling to trace a slick across the teen's chin. Jack settled back on his heels, working his aching throat, touching his own burning erection as he looked around at the others. Kelvin had trouble accepting the prick in his mouth, the guy crying and twisting against it, his captor holding his head and digging his fingers into the guy's hair.
"Shit-ass freak! Suck me, damn you! SUCK!"
Feeling sorry for the guy, Jack glanced at the others. Louis seemed to have no trouble taking his cock intruder, although he didn't seem particularly happy. Philip was sucking eagerly, almost as good as the twins in servicing his lucky captor.
But Jerry was putting on the show that inflamed the lust of the other youths, creating jealousy. The guy was eagerly working on his sweet-tasting invader now, accepting all of the cock, taking it deep without encouragement from its owner. He sucked with all of his strength, rising to his feet to be able to approach the beautiful cock better, bending before it to offer a straight opening into his body, as though the burning prick were a sword swallower's weapon. The cock throbbed and jumped within his throat as the teen came all the way out to the end, then grabbed his captor's thighs with his fingertips to slam all the way back down again.
"JESUS! JESUSSSSSS! BEAUTIFUL!"
Kelvin's captor glared his jealousy, suddenly thrust the teen away and grabbed Jack instead. He yanked the guy to his feet.
"Can you suck like that, slave?"
"Owwww! Yes... yes, Master!"
"Show me!"
The cock was thicker than the one in Jerry's mouth but just a hair shorter. Afraid to refuse, Jack accepted it, the youth slamming all the way through the barrier at the first stroke, the guy's hands flying behind his back in his effort not to beat off his captor.
"Oh, yeah! Yeahhhhhh! SUCK ME!"
Kelvin sank back on his ass, watching in astonishment as he wrapped his arms around his drawn-up knees. At first he wasn't aware of Todd as the pilot came up behind him, then the hot stream of the man's piss slammed out against the guy's head, and he tried to roll away.
"Get back there, you shit!"
Todd's naked foot caught Kelvin's belly, pinning his thigh in a kneeling position. The piss stream started again and quickly soaked the guy's hair, falling down over his face and running down his back. He grimaced against the acrid odor.
"OH, SHIT! SUCK ME, SLAVE! SUCK ME!"
Jerry's captor was pounding his way into the teen again, drawing closer, to the moment of explosion and no longer able to leave the sucking to the teen alone. His cock rose toward his belly, Jerry turning sideways to keep it within his jaws. The teen sucked with all of his strength, afraid of losing the cock now that he had it.
"OOOOOOOYEAH! YEAH! SUCK!"
Todd released Kelvin, shaking the last few drops of his piss onto the teen as he fell over, drawing himself into a ball. The other youths were gasping now as they came closer to climax, pounding within their captors. The one who had exploded first was rubbing his cock and balls again, masturbating himself. He kicked Kelvin, forced the guy to come up and take his cock into his fingers.
"GOD!" cried Jerry's captor. "JESUS! FUCK! SUCK!"
"OH, YEAH!" yelled the one who had taken Jack. "JESUS! JESUSSSSSSSS CHRIST ALL FUCKIN' MIGHTY!"
The guy who had Philip only gasped, beyond expressing his pleasure, holding the guy tightly and fucking deep into his mouth, ignoring his struggles to twist free. The four cocks pumped together, the captors working toward the moment of explosion while Kelvin slowly masturbated the fifth youth, who sighed, holding the teen by his side, his hand pressing him gently.
"SUCK! SUCK MEEEEEEEE!"
"OH, SUCK! SUCK! SUCK!"
The cries of lust filled the early summer morning as the youths pounded their pricks deep into their helpless slave captives, slamming one final time as four sets of balls erupted together, in the same instant, flooding the guys with their spendings.
"SHIT! SHIT! SHIIIIIIIIIT!"
Jerry and Jack and Philip and Louis were slammed down against the wonderful hot rods one final time, hung there while the great cocks thundered.