This choice: They rammed the bat up Jake's butt • Go Back... With Jake's little dick and berries fully exposed and getting pounded, Tyson figured Jake would finally cooperate.
"Alright. Let him up."
But as soon as Dylan let him go, Jake lifted his elbow way up high and slammed it right down into Dylan's unsuspecting testicles.
*CRUNCH*
Jake balanced his full body weight onto his elbow, crushing Dylan's nuts into the ground. Dylan's shorts were kinda loose, making it easy for Jake to get right in Dylan's sweet spot. And because Jake's elbow caught Dylan's balls right below his dick, they had no where to go. With his teeth gritted in anger, Jake twisted his elbow into Dylan's captured nuts. Dylan's face gasped for air as he watched his tender testicles getting pile-drived into the dirt.
Tyson finally came to his senses and yanked Jake off of Dylan's crushed balls. Dylan instantly curled over in agony, holding his hands between his legs and rocking back and forth in the fetal position while whimpering like a sad little puppy.
Jake couldn't quite stand up straight since his own balls were sore, but he was relishing this moment of triumph against Dylan. Of course, it wouldn't last.
Zach was amazed that these two were getting bested by Jake. Hell, he might have to turn the tables and give Jake the duffle bag full of porn instead. He just tapped his foot impatiently and stared at Tyson, waiting for him to get Jake to carry the firewood.
Tyson looked over at Zach, nervously, then yelled at Jake, "That's it! Your nuts are dead!"
Jake squirmed a bit, but Tyson held him tight by his shoulders. He pushed Jake over to a big rock about waist high. He slammed Jake's chest down into it, knocking all the air out of his lungs.
Dylan was still cradling his busted balls and trying to stand up. He looked up and saw Tyson holding Jake's naked body on top of the rock. Jake was wiggling and trying to escape, making his pink little dick and balls jiggle all around between his legs. It looked like a couple of scrunched up tiny tea bags and a floppy little crayon.
Jake cautiously looked back over his shoulder. He saw Dylan get to his feet with a stern look of pure determination. He focused right between Jake's legs. Jake suddenly felt very vulnerable. He tried to escape Tyson's grasp by stretching his naked legs down to get a grip with his feet, but his toes just barely touched the ground and slipped backward, kicking up dust.
Dylan slowly walked up behind Jake's naked body. Jake's little balls were dangling loose between his legs, nestled right underneath his tight pink hole. They made perfect little targets. Dylan looked down and saw the wiffle bat on the ground. He grudgingly moved one hand away from his aching balls to pick it up.
"Help me hold his legs," Dylan said to Tyson. Tyson nodded and anchored his foot behind one of Jake's, pulling it to the side. Dylan did the same to the other, spreading Jake's legs wide open, slightly off the ground and completely pinned to the rock.
Jake felt the slight breeze of the cool mountain air rushing up around his naked crotch, swirling around his dangling balls and tickling up along his tight hole, making him pucker it up even tighter. He twitched and pulsed his tiny cock forward, squishing it against the cold rock while he struggled to escape from the other boys.
Dylan held the bat tight and gently tapped the end up against Jake's nuts. "You know, this bat's so big, it makes it easy to hit the ball. I bet it could even hit two balls at the same time." He lifted Jake's saggy balls up with the bat a few times, letting them drop back down and jiggle over and over.
Jake started breathing faster. He looked back again, trying to see what Dylan was doing to him. He looked up at Tyson who was holding him tight and pleaded for him to let him go. Tyson just raised an eyebrow and smirked.
After letting Jake's saggy balls drop and jiggle one last time, Dylan lowered the bat to get a good swing. He could see Jake breathing fast and hard, pulsing as his pink hole twitched. Then Dylan racked the bat right up between Jake's legs, catching both free hanging balls directly.
*THUMP*
"UUGHH!"
Jake's lungs released all their air like he was being slammed on the rock again. He clenched his face as he tried in vain to pull his legs together and protect his precious little orbs. But Dylan wasn't done yet. He lowered the bat again and swung up even harder, trying to make even more noise with the hollow bat.
*THWUMP*
"Humph!" Jake's mouth turned into a frown as he felt the bat hit his tender balls harder than ever.
Dylan put the tip of the bat against Jake's balls, holding them between the bat and the rock. Jake could feel his nuts pinned tightly in place. Then Dylan used his fist and hit the handle of the bat, smashing into Jake's balls like a hammer.
"OOH, oh my God, NO!"
Dylan was merciless. He smacked the bat into Jake's helpless balls again and again, crushing his tender jewels against the cold hard rock.
"OW, Please! Oh! My balls! My BALLS!"
Jake buried his face down against the rock, hoping the pain would end. Then, he finally felt Dylan let his balls hang free again.
Dylan looked at Jake's little pink hole. "Let's try the other end!" He flipped the bat around and started ramming the end up against Jake's butthole.
Zach and Tyson watched with wide eyes. They hadn't thought of doing this, but now that it was happening, they didn't really want it to stop. Their eyes were glued to the tip of the bat, waiting to see if Dylan would actually shove it in.
Jake felt the bat pushing up against his hole and he puckered up tight. With one hand, Dylan spread Jake's butt cheeks and rammed the bat up into his hole again. It didn't quite make it in though. He kept shoving and shoving, harder and harder.
Every time Dylan tried shoving the bat in, it made Jake's butt and taint clench up tight. His tiny dick throbbed against the rock. After a while his tiny pecker started leaking precum.
Dylan saw a few clear drops from Jake's dick and suddenly remembered about them talking about lube. He bent over and spit on Jake's hole and then spun the tip of the bat all over in it. Jake felt the tip tickling his hole and he loosened up, unintentionally. Then Dylan tried ramming the bat in again. It slid right in, squishing his slippery spit out the edges. He started ramming it in and out, seeing how far up Jake's hole he could get it to go.
*SLURP, SLORP, SQUISH*
Jake's tummy tensed up as he felt his booty getting pounded. He tried to tighten up but Dylan was shoving it in and out really fast. Every thrust made Jake's tiny penis pulse and leak more precum. Soon it started dripping down the rock like clear syrup.
Zach and Tyson were memorized. Forget about watching porn. They were seeing Jake getting pegged from behind and dripping cum from his little limp noodle.
Jake started to cry. The bat was stretching out his tight hole, stinging and burning. He tried to relax through the pain, and suddenly felt something new. His dick was rubbing against the rock as he loosened up his hole, letting Dylan glide it in easily and bump against the pleasure button inside his gaping booty. With every thrust Jake could feel his little weiner getting more sensitive. He thought about tensing up again to try and stop it, but he was really starting to enjoy it.
He looked behind him toward Dylan, who was solely concentrating on his asshole. Then he glanced over at Zach and Tyson, who were watching the whole thing with their mouths wide open. He realized they were all watching him getting fucked, and suddenly he somehow felt even more exposed and embarrassed. His face turned red and he tried to hide it, but Tyson was holding his arms behind his back and keeping him pinned down to the rock. He starting breathing faster and lifted his head up to breathe better while his face flushed.
"Wait, wait! I think I'm gonna... Wait, no! Don't make me... UuuugH!"
Jake's little penis squirted his cum all over the rock while Dylan kept thrusting the bat up his hole. Every thrust made Jake arch his back up and grind his hips harder into the rock.
"Uuugggh! Mmmhh! Uhhhh!"
Jake's moans were uncontrollable. He couldn't believe the rush of energy flowing through his body as his boy juice drizzled all over the rock between his legs. His little cock was semi hard as the cum shot out of his pulsing penis.
Without even thinking, Dylan yanked the bat out of Jake's ass fast, making Jake yelp out in pain.
"Hmph!"
Dylan and Tyson let go of Jake and he just flopped to the ground like a rag doll.
Zach's cock was rock hard. He loved getting fondled and was silently wishing to be pounded by Dylan next.
Tyson couldn't believe his eyes. He'd just witnessed an up close and personal pounding and cum shot. He kinda wished he'd been the one doing the pounding though.
Dylan stepped back, stunned. His balls still ached from Jake's killer elbow, but now he was almost jealous at how much Jake seemed to enjoy that.
Jake reached down at his gaping hole. He'd never felt such an intense pleasure but now his ass felt like it was on fire. He had a hard time straightening his legs and felt the tears rolling down his cheeks from the stinging pain.
Zach broke the silence. "We gotta get this firewood back or Mr. Cole's gonna be angry."
The boys all snapped out of their cumtastic trance and started gathering up the wood again. Jake waddled over to his clothes and got dressed.
"You still gotta drag that tree back," Tyson said, matter of factly.
Jake just nodded and grabbed the tree. The boys all started back down the trail toward camp, loaded with firewood and memories of erotic pleasure.
That night, the boys all stared at each other around the campfire, unwilling to speak but unable to think about anything else. They each thought of their deepest desires, playing nonstop in their mind. Secretly, they each hatched a plan. As the campfire roared, the first boy to make it happen was...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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