by Omerod Home
Continued….
Russell tried to speak but his throat was too sore. He could barely move his swollen tongue enough to lick his raw lips. He groaned. The view down his body was horrific. The muscles of his chest and belly were pierced with rows of safety pins. Each pin was the center of a large bruise. His nipples were distorted mounds of purple flesh pierced through and through with safety pins. At his clean-shaven crotch another mass of swollen purple flesh represented his cock and balls bound and bristling with more safety pins.
Russell's cock was erect and straining. Its' belly bulged with the sticks of chalk crammed inside it. To the ring and dog tags with which Russell had pierced it were added safety pins. One large pin sealed its bloody lips. A half dozen pins formed a nickel plated wreath piercing the corona of the swollen head. More rows of pins pierced the shaft. Tiny trickles of wine dark blood oozed out at every point were cold metal piecred hot flesh.
Russell's balls were bound with cords that cut into the swollen flesh. Each fat globe was pierced through by safety pins. His ball sack glistened with the metal decorations.
Over his chest and belly and his cock and balls, blood oozed from around the pins where they pierced the flesh. The sanquin flow trickled down to form a web of red across his body. Sweat mingled with the blood to form muddy puddles in the dimples and valleys of his muscles. The sight was awful. But even more awful was the sight between his legs.
Grady stood between his thighs. His legs rested on the naked wrestler's muscular shoulders. Grady stood with his big prick in his hand, a grin on his face and rape in his heart.
Grady put one big hand on one of Russell's whip marked thighs while Antwon found himself looking at Russell’s two incredible bare feet again. They were fair like the rest of the teacher’s body and big ... much meatier than his or his companions. He took note that the teacher’s toes were well-shaped and had a rosy tinge. The black wrestler brought his face closer to the their captive’s bare feet and inhaled deeply. These feet had a distinct fragrance that reminded him of the combined smells of shoe leather and salt sweat. Sticking out his tongue, Antwon slowly bent his head even further and touched the sole of Russell’s foot with the tip of this tongue ... savoring the taste of human salt and sweat. He licked quickly, finding it even more pleasant than the first time he tasted the bottoms of the teacher’s feet.
Meanwhile Grady adjusted Russell's leg to rest more comfortably on his shoulder. With his other hand, he choked his hard cock at the root. He placed its drooling pink lips against the teacher's little wrinkled asshole. He rubbed his cockhead over the puckered brown flesh. He smeared the tight lips with his sticky juices. He hawked up a wad of spit. He added it to the juices coating the teacher's virgin ass hole. He pressed the snout of his cockhead into the center of the hole.
"Take a deep breath, Newtie," Grady warned the teacher, "I'm coming in."
Grady thrust his hips. He pushed his big cockhead into the little wrinkled opening.
Russell moaned. He could feel the pressure of Grady's cock pushing against his ass hole. He could see the wrestler's muscles contracting into tight knots. The cords on the boy's neck grew thick. His lips drew back. He bared his square teeth as he strained to force his dick into Russell's ass. Russell tightened his ass muscles. He strained just as hard to keep the intruder out.
Grady felt the teacher's resistance. He dropped his hand from the man's wounded thigh. He curled his fingers into a fist. He drove his fist into one Russell's whip lashed ass cheeks.
The teacher howled. He bucked. For a moment the pain in his ass cheek so overwhelmed him that he forgot to clutch his ass. Grady thrust his hips and drove his prick head into the man's puckered asshole. The wrinkled lips parted like petals. The fat cockhead pushed inside.
Russell bucked again. He howled.
Grady snarled. He grunted. He drove his dick deep into Russell's virgin ass.
The lips of the teacher's ass stretched into a tight circle around the monstrous girth of Grady's hard shaft. The muscles of the sphincter clutched the dry meat. The ass hole was pulled inward with the shaft. The muscles of Russell's virgin rectum tore as Grady's big dick stretched them beyond their capacity. Fire burned in Russell's ass. Pain scoured his every nerve.
Russell bucked. He howled in agony.
Grady grunted in satisfaction.
"Is it everything you dreamed about?" Grady asked the teacher. "Does it feel good? Do you want more?"
"Sure he does," Tommy answered for his teacher. "Fuck the cocksucker, Grady. Give him what he wants."
And he did…
To be continued….
