The Brutality boy\'s

The grammar school catered for all the needs of willing students. From freshman to senior, each year group had its bullies and each and every bully had his bitch. If you were going to survive in this school you needed strength and power, if these two elements were in place no one was going to mess with you, especially your ass.

One such boy was Adam Prontier at sixteen years old he was already captain of the basketball team and baseball team. He stood at six foot two high, and had a broad muscled chest to match. His well built legs and well defined thighs were enough to make any boy jealous. Not only was he physically gifted but academically too. This led to a star student among the ranks; teachers and parents alike praised the boy.

Not everyone though knew of his vicious sexual preferences, the way he would trawl through the internet at home paying cash payments for sick and twisted rape sites. How he leered and picked young innocent boy’s at his whim. Oh yes Adam was one sick fucker and didn’t he just love it.

It all started when he had just turned thirteen and his parents had bought him an expensive new computer. Here he was able to connect with people in the underground sex world. There were paedophiles, sadist, sex traffickers just some of the people he had gained friendship with. With his young age you would think that Adam himself would have been seduced by these people, but no.

As well as being a strong boy he was very matured for his age at thirteen he could easily get into clubs and bars around town. So with that he became the predator and not the prey.

Now at sixteen he was part of a small circle of friends which went by the underground name of the “Brutality boys.” The name was not taken lightly by anyone, brutal was an understatement, cannibals was what they were.

You see each of them took a major role within the sect. They were all after three things, sex, money and control.

Dennis was the man with contacts and close companions. All over the world he had sex traffickers working for him, men at the docks in America, Brazil and Australia were working for him.

This led to a much easier passage for when transporting boys to various destinations. Most would be sold off into sexual slavery and bordellos throughout the world.

Patrick was the man with the sadist might, the one who tamed and conditioned the boys. He would make them feel worthless and pathetic, drilling into them there life to come and telling them how they would never break free.

No one messed with Patrick, put it this way he made Hannibal Lectur look like a bunny rabbit. If this guy said give me a blow job not even the strongest, toughest man would refuse.

Finally in the circle of three, we come back to perfect Adam, student of the year, head boy and a darling to the teachers. Yes Adam’s role was indirectly the most important. He had to seduce the boy’s at school into being good friends with him, playing sports with him, and above all else trusting him. Only then could he lead them to Patrick and into the clutches of his sadist wrath.

Already this year the “Brutality boys” had captured and enlisted nine fresh young boys. No wonder the town of Harkensow had become the city’s capital of kidnappings, but with there use of intelligence no one suspected the trio. That was the way it was going to stay, hopefully…….

Marshall Granger was a fourteen year old freshman, straight into high school and the new experiences that came with it. He was an average looking boy, brown hair, blue eyes and a cute affectionate look.

Yes he was innocent alright and that is why Adam took it upon himself to tame the boy. He was to become number ten in the line of unfortunate boys. Adam had watched him progressively, where he liked to go, and who he hanged around with. Often he could be seen practising acrobatics in the gymnasium.

Adam would watch in the stands as the boy twisted and turned in mid-air. His young fresh body made Adams cock lurch, he was so flexible. He would often wear small white shorts, the type that only just covered his thighs; this was accompanied by a tight red t-shirt. His muscle development had just started to show, but down in his private area, he was still very much a young boy.

One day after gym practice Adam walked over to the boy. Marshall raised his head from the poles and noticed Adam walking his way, thinking what he would want with a freshman.

“Hey kid, you ok.” Adam said with a kind friendly tone.

“Hi yeah am ok, just finishing my workout for the day.” Said Marshall

Adam knew by the look on the boys face that he was nervous; he bit his lower lip softly and kept his face tilted to the ground.

“I used to do a lot of training in here myself, that’s why I’ve built up my muscle strength so well.”

Adam raised his arm to Marshall and tensed his muscles, showing off the years of hard work that he had done.”

“Yeah that’s just how I want to be in a few years, one day I hope to be able to take on all the competitions and events, it’s my dream.” Marshall stated with an air of excitement.

Adam new the boy had no dream to come; still maybe he would be able to use his body’s flexible gift for the pleasures of others. Another lurch waved through Adam’s cock just looking at the kid was enough to make him shoot a load.

“Hey I do tutoring sometimes, part of the schools new senior to freshman scheme. I’d be happy to help you out if you like?”

Adam had enrolled himself into this scheme last semester it gave him good opportunities to seek out new talent and a good eyeful at the same time.

“Really, that would be super cool man, all the guys and girls in my class would be well jealous if they knew I was getting tutored by you Adam. When can we start?”

Adam let a slight smile come over his face, within the space of a few minutes the kid had already agreed to meeting up for tutoring. Kids this age are so impressionable any chances of getting noticed by seniors and they come a running. 

Adam ruffled the kid’s soft hair, and patted him on the shoulder.

“Well I’m busy for the rest of the week but Friday afternoon after classes, I should be free, in here at four?”

“Yeah that sounds great. Should I bring some of the other guys in my group?”

“No just me and you kid, if I’m going to teach you well I need to be focusing on you, other guys would just complicate things.”

“Ok well I’ll se you then Adam, thanks once again.”

Marshall leaped up once more to the balancing bar, twisting and turning his sexy little body. He wanted to let Adam see how good he was, trying his best he attempted a difficult manoeuvre, but he came crashing down to the mat instead. He rose up with an embarrassing look on his face.

“Hey you ok kid?”

“Yeah I’m fine happens all the time.”

“Well I’m going to teach you the tricks man, show you the ropes.”

Adam noticed how sweaty the boy had got, it gave him an idea.

“Hey bring a change of clothes, a towel and some shampoo when we meet up. Look how sweaty you are, we can’t have you going home like that.”

“I never usually shower Adam, my mum picks me up straight from school, and I get a bath at home.”

“Hey if you want to do this properly then bring a change of clothes, all athletes and sports stars shower after practicing or the game, so you should start by doing that too.”

Marshall shuffled his feet together and gazed down to the floor. He hated having to get naked in front of other guys, especially a senior. He was embarrassed by doing this and the thought of another guy seeing his cock put fear in him. But it was that or nothing, he so wanted to be tutored by Adam.

“Yeah I want to be a top athlete, so I’m going to take your advice Adam.”

“Well done kid, see you Friday.”

Adam walked away chuckling to himself, even on the first meeting he was going to get the chance to see the boy naked, he couldn’t wait to tell Dennis and Patrick of the good news.

Later that evening Adam marched up to Dennis’s house. He lived in upper Leighton stow, a very well respected suburb of Harkensow. His house which had just recently been acquired was very lavish, gold plated fences surrounded the perimeter and the mansion grounds stretched for nearly two miles.

Adam hoped one day he could become as successful as Dennis, owning his own mansion and having servants alike. A portly security guard let Adam through the gates, and a chauffeur drove him up to the living quarters.

You would think that some of the staff and employees of Dennis would find young boys posing around naked a little strange. This was not to be the case though; Dennis paid his employees well and in exchange for there silence he offered them all facets that a boy could offer.

Adam was met at the door by Dennis; he wore only a brown leather jacket and nothing else. His cock throbbed and jutted outwards, someone had been having a good time.

“Hey Adam my man, how you been?”

“Doing great, and by the looks of things so have you.”

Perched along side Dennis on the floor was Matthew a small fifteen year old ginger kid. Although he was ginger he had a strange geeky look which was so sexy. Adam had picked him up at a local high school just on the outskirts of Loughborough. That was a year ago when he was fourteen and through extensive training the boy was in the final stages of development.

In three weeks he was going to be sold to a Chinese art dealer. He was to become an affectionate little piece of art work, once Mao Tai Ling got hold of him. Ginger kids were scarce in China so he wouldn’t come cheap. Men and women alike would be able to appreciate the boy once he was firmly positioned within Mao’s rotating gallery.

“Hello master Adam look what Master Patrick has done to me now.”

The boy’s relentless conditioning had taught him to love his new body and everything that came with it. Patrick was a master at teaching this to a boy, his presence and authority kept a boy in his place.

Matthew tuned around slowly presenting his rather petite naked ass to Adam’s face.

“Damn boy, Patrick has done a good job on you, or rather should I say the surgeon has. I always fancied a boy with a pussy, much easier to fuck that way and two holes readily available.”

Adam moved in closer on the boy, and parted the newly formed pussy. The boy edged away slightly when he touched the lips, feeling the wetness of the hole and if he had been fucked yet.”

Of course when the boy had been captured Adam, Dennis and Patrick had taken the boy through an extensive fucking session, one that lasted nearly six hours. After they had each finished unloading there cum within his ass he was hauled into the dog pound and fucked even more by seven horny wolf hounds.

Mao Tai Ling had specifically asked for Matthew to undergo a sexual operation one which gave him a sexy unused pussy. Nothing was said about his ass, so the three of them used that to there advantage.

Dennis clutched the chain around Matthew’s neck that was padlocked into a collar; they moved forward into his office with the poor boy trailing behind.

“So what’s new?”

“Oh you’re going to love this Dennis cant wait to show Patrick as well.”

Adam unclipped a small device from his school shirt and handed it to Dennis.

“Here put this into the machine.”

A large HD television was situation at the head of the room. With one press on a controller a small video began to play.

“This is our new boy mate.”

The film started rolling and images appeared on the screen of Marshall. The ones taken just earlier in the gymnasium, Dennis edged closer off his seat letting go of Matthew’s chain as he watched in ore.

“Good work Adam; I’m licking it, how old is he?”

“Just turned fourteen and as fresh as ever, I’ve even instigated a little meeting for us both. I’ve told him that I can tutor his gymnastic lessons, and he readily agreed the stupid fuck.”

“Look at the screen Matthew that used to be you a year ago. I wonder what we are going to do with this boy. Maybe we could have you two take parts in a little show, one with cameras and big black men that can fuck your asses. Would you like that?”

Dennis took a bite of a chicken sandwich whilst snickering at the boy.

“Yes master I would love to do that.”

A tear filled Mathew’s eye but he controlled himself, he had to show no pain or emotion, he had been taught not to. He took a quick glance at the screen and crossed his fingers just wishing that the young boy would be able to get free somehow. Just how he used to think, but that was a long time ago, now he had begun to understand his role as a slave.

“Look at that little cute face, would look even better if my cum was coated on it. Hey here comes rocky, give him some pleasure Matthew.”

The two guys sat there laughing and joking, thinking about the new boy they were going to capture, whilst sipping martini. Matthew stayed grounded to the floor, licking Rocky the dog’s ass as he had been instructed.

Meanwhile downstairs in the cellar quarters Patrick was laying down the final preparations of his experiment. Within the cellar there where all types of devices, mechanical and manual, and Patrick just loved to use them on a boy.

At the moment he had a boy named Leighton strapped into a sling hold that was positioned horizontally from the ceiling. His legs and hands had been encased in iron manacles giving him little room for movement. He twisted his body agonisingly as Patrick administered blow after blow with a wooden cane.

The boy writhed in pain; he had endured twenty minutes of Patrick’s blows. He had been focusing on the boys’ exposed ass hole, raining down between the open crevices.

His asshole burned from the pain, his tight sphincter bleed slightly as the cane ripped open the skin.

Patrick sweated from all the exertion he was using. Sweat was trickling from his fore head and cascading down his naked chest.

This was no comparison to what Leighton was enduring; he cried from the pain and humiliation but this was nothing compared to what Patrick had planned for him.

Patrick tore off his jeans and laid them to one side. He removed his boxers and out sprung his ten inch cock, pre cum glistened from the opening and a few drops dripped onto the stone floor. Patrick positioned his body at the rear of Leighton; he quoted the famous line from the Shining.

“Here’s Patrick”

Patrick laughed with an undertone of cruelty, and then thrust his monster cock into Leighton’s tight hole. Leighton screamed in pain as it entered him. Patrick was not the gentle type he only had one philosophy in life, “If it feels good do it”. And at this time ramming straight into the unused ass of a fifteen year old boy felt great to him.

“Please mister, please it hurts it hurts real bad.”

“Yeah and I feel great you fucking bitch, take my cock boy take it.”

Patrick began fucking him rhythmically going in deep each time so all ten inches where embedded in him. He fucked him for almost fifteen minutes before shooting his cum deep within his ass. Patrick eased out of the boy, pulling out his now limp cock.

The three of them were sick twisted individuals, sickness that would never stop.