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Chicken Hawk The Beginning [PT 4] [m/m teen/pedo R
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Brutal smut wherein our hero gets his first taste of "chicken".
Rape, Rape, and more rape, teenage boy(s) repeatedly rape ten-year-old
boy.
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Archive-name: MED-Chknhwk2-4a
Name: "Chicken Hawk: Chapter 2, The Beginning (part 4a)"
We had a *very* white Christmas that year that I was Todd's "big
brother", white with garlands of cum. 'Dozer and I were feeling
generous, and we let the Schiffman twins have a taste of Todd's ass
and mouth in exchange for a quart of whiskey and enough speed for the
four of us. I remember Christmas fell on a Wednesday that year, 1968,
because Todd's old lady had to work the couple days after Christmas
before the weekend, and so we had him all to ourselves for almost
eight solid hours, two days in a row. Me and 'Doze offered to babysit
the kid; his mom had gotten to know 'Doze over the couple of weeks
that had passed since I'd first introduced 'Dozer to the pleasures of
Todd's skinny little ass, and she trusted him well enough.
Stupid bitch.
*
'Dozer and me had talked about our plans for those two days ever since
we knew about it. 'Dozer's old man was pissed as hell that 'Dozer was
bagging the family scene, 'Dozer's grandparents were visiting and his
old man liked the whole family to sit around the house during
Christmas, in some twisted Norman Rockwell thing where they glared at
each other, ate a lot of candy, played different board games, called
each other names, told each other how stupid they were when one of
them fucked up, made his little sister cry. I was over there a couple
Christmas afternoons when I was a kid, but it was at least as grim as
my own damn house, and that's saying a *lot*. Anyway, his old man
thought Christmas should be just the family, trapped in the house all
day, no-outsiders-goddammit. 'Dozer's dad was at least as sick as my
old man, but as psycho as my old man was, he'd just as soon get rid of
us as have us around to torture.
"I wanna fuck him outside in the snow, man, have his ass keep my meat
warm." 'Dozer told me a couple weeks before Christmas. He was
grinning; I could see his dick starting to dance around in his pants
as the image formed in his mind. We'd been double-humping Todd for
about a month by then, our boners didn't embarrass us anymore. Shit
not even in public, like they did most guys our age.
Only the week before, Rebecca Connolly had come to school in this
amazing green mini-skirt, white go-go boots, she'd dropped her
notebook in algebra class and bent over right in front of my face.
God, I remember my dick doing a double-gainer in my pants when her
cherry little butt appeared in front of my nose. Most guys would of
gone all weird, trying to stuff the bone down between their legs,
especially when a couple of the guys around me noticed and started
laughing and whispering and pointing.
Not me, man. I'd grinned big, spread my legs wider and grabbed for
her crotch, stroking myself with my other hand, in full view of the
other kids in class.
"Hey Becky, back up and help me out, huh?" I'd whispered at her, a
loud stage whisper, for the other guys' benefit. The guys around us
were laughing hysterically, nervously, and Becky squealed when my
fingers hit pay-dirt. Naturally she dropped her books again, and she
whipped around to slap my face but I grabbed her wrist mid-air and
pulled her hand to my crotch.
"Aw c'mon at least a hand-job," I'd mocked, rubbing her hand along my
growing bulge before she had time to jerk it away in disgust.
"YOU'RE a PIG!" she'd shrieked. Her face had gone all red, and she'd
looked like she was going to cry; that's always made me harder, when
they cry. I'd been afraid I was going to pop a load in my jockeys,
but I managed to control it somehow. She hadn't told on me. She
*knew* she was asking for it. Christ, in that outfit, she probably
made old dried up Mr. Havercek the algebra teacher hard too.
"I wanna fuck him in the ass and when I cum I wanna shoot my cock-snot
in the snow, watch it melt the powder and then freeze." 'Dozer
continued his plans for our Christmas vacation with Todd. "What
temperature you figure semen freezes at?"
'Dozer was definitely weird.
"Jesus why don't you do that as your project for the Spring Science
Fair?" I suggested.
"Fuck you." 'Dozer laughed. We'd really been feeling the Christmas
spirit.
"I wanna get a gang-fuck going," I mused. "Just for some variety.
Keep Todd plugged for as long as one of us can keep it up, the idea of
him having a cock pounding into him for like three or four hours
non-stop really fucking gets me off." I was getting hard as I
described my ideas to 'Dozer. "You know the Schiffmans right?"
"Yeah, I heard some kid in the locker room saying they're fags, suck
each other off, stuff like that," 'Dozer confirmed my suspicions.
"Cool, that's what I been hearing too!" I was ecstatic. "They'll be
really into it, and they'll be easy to blackmail and keep quiet."
**
The Day after Christmas, Todd's mother needed to be at work by ten. I
don't know what she did, she didn't work in any damn factory though,
that's for sure. I think she was some kind of editor or something, in
the City. She picked us up at eight in the morning the day after
Christmas and dumped us off at her house with a copy of her key, so we
could go out and "play" in the middle of the day. There was a fresh
snow fall, enough for some good sledding in the woods near where
Schiffmans lived, it was an excuse for us to fuck Todd's brains out in
some interesting new locations, and her neighbors wouldn't get
suspicious of too many of my scummy friends invading her house.
The kid had got some pretty neat stuff for Channukah, his old man had
bought him a tape recorder; that really juiced me, when I saw it. The
first thing I thought of was taping a nice vigorous butt-banging
session, to replay later for me and 'Dozer's amusement. Capture Todd
grunting and squealing like a stuck pig as 'Dozer, me, and the
Schiffman's porked him. I wanted to record for future lonely wanks,
when Todd's butt wasn't available, all the wet squishy sounds of our
cocks alternately prying open his butt cheeks and gagging his cries as
one of us pounded into him from behind, pushing him forward to
deep-throat the dick in his mouth, the ones waiting their turn helping
to torture poor Todd to orgasm after pathetic orgasm, as he twisted on
the spit of our meat, pleasuring the cocks buried in his body with his
agonized gyrations. I wanted to be able to hear all the slippery
suction noises of cock after cock sliding back and forth in his
cum-filled cavities, filling him to over-flowing with our jizz, as I
relived the experience at home with only my sweaty palm for company.
The first thing we did after Todd's mom dropped us off was drag Todd
out into the back yard so 'Dozer could fuck him in the snow. We got
him all decked out in snow pants, boots, mittens, hat, ski jacket, all
that shit. It would really suck if he got sick from being too cold
for too long and we lost time with our regular piece of tail because
he had the flu.
The three of us horsed around in Todd's backyard, with the nice high
privacy fence, and big tall trees, chucking snowballs at each other,
rolling each other in the snow; Todd was laughing, happy. I was
wearing long underwear, I don't know about 'Doze, but though I was
warm enough to not be miserable, I sure wasn't getting aroused, it was
just too fucking cold. After a little bit of this horseplay though,
'Dozer gave me the look, that he was ready. I grabbed Todd around the
neck, so he was kneeling in the snow on all fours, and quickly yanked
his snow-pants, jeans, long underwear down, exposing his little white
butt to the freezing temperatures.
"NO PLEE-EEEASE, it's too COLD, I'm FREEZING!" Todd begged, twisting
and crying as I held him in position for 'Dozer.
"Heya Toddy, 'Dozer will warm you up from the inside out, don't
worry," I laughed, slapping his face with my gloved hand, his tears
splashing hotly into the snow.
'Dozer dropped his pants; in the instant before he knelt behind Todd's
exposed cheeks and buried his bone in Todd's backside his hard-on
shrank noticeably as the cold December air made contact.
"Unh GOD!" Dozer lurched excitedly as the length of his dick forced
it's way into Todd's anus and his groin slapped against the cold
globes of Todd's exposed flesh. He started banging Todd's ass with a
frenzied, staccato rhythm, his nuts protected from the cold air by the
jeans he had barely lowered to let his cock out to do it's work.
I let go of Todd, with Dozer's dick planted in his rump I didn't need
to hold him for 'Dozer, and I sat back on my heels to watch my buddy
bang baby tail. I was really amazed at how long he kept at it; he was
ramming that dick of his in and out of Todd's ass for at least ten or
fifteen minutes; he told me between grunts that it was the cold, and
the heat, the contrast, that kept him from cumming. Todd was crying,
moaning pitifully that he was cold and wanted to go inside, in between
squeals of pleasure and pain as his body was buffeted about by the
cock pounding into his cold little behind. 'Dozer did finally manage
to squeeze off a round; he pushed Todd forward so he was laying belly
down in the snow, and pulled out to shoot a couple small spurts of
sticky white jism on the back of Todd's ski jacket. I could tell
'Dozer was frustrated, that more jizz was built up in his nuts but had
crawled back down when the cold air hit his meat when he pulled out of
Todd's ass, and he hadn't gotten off like he needed to.
Seeing Todd prone like that, his little white butt exposed to the
chill, I couldn't resist, I pulled an icicle down from the swing-set
near where we'd been screwing Todd, and 'Dozer, having stuffed his
wilted dick back into his pants, held Todd down in the snow while I
raped his wimp ass with this ice dildo. Christ did he ever scream
bloody murder when I thrust that thing into him; I guess it must've
really frozen up his gut, but he was warm enough that it melted really
quickly as I fucked him with it, and when it was too small to grip I
shoved it all the way in past the hard ring of muscle so it stayed
inside. We pulled the little sissy to his feet, the ice chunk still
melting inside him, and pulled up his pants over his cold wet ass, and
dragged him back into the house. Todd ran for the bathroom that was
off the backyard entranceway where the dryer and washing machine were.
From the sound of it, the ice melting inside him was acting like an
enema.
Me and 'Doze were soaked to the skin from kneeling and rolling in the
snow, and we needed to dry out our clothes. 'Dozer walked in on Todd,
sitting on the toilet, still wearing his ski-jacket and mittens, his
pants around his ankles, doubled over, expelling the last of the icy
water that had melted inside him.
"Hey you guys!" Todd squealed, covering his genitals, strangely
modest, considering I'd been shoving my dick in his ass for nearly
four months by then, and 'Dozer had boned him at least five or six
times.
'Dozer dropped his pants around his hips. We'd determined to make
good use of the time we had with Todd, and 'Doze was frustrated as
hell from his unsatisfying lay in the snow.
"Suck me," he ordered Todd, straddling his seated form, grabbing the
sides of Todd's head and pressing his half-hard boner against Todd's
lips. At least that's what it looked like he was doing, there wasn't
room for two teenagers and a ten-year-old in that small bathroom. All
I could really see was the bottom half of Todd's body and 'Dozer's fat
butt.
Todd must of complied with 'Dozer's `request', because 'Dozer's butt
was moving rhythmicly; I could hear the porcelain lid of the water
closet clanking as Todd's body slammed back into it from the force of
'Dozer's humping motions, and Todd was making gurgling sucking noises.
Todd was being a `good boy' these days, passively complying with
whatever we felt like doing to him; he knew by now we would do it
anyway, and more importantly, he usually got off on it. Yeah yeah,
sure he whined like the pathetic little faggot he was that he didn't
*want* to, he didn't *like* it, but he never fought back, and his DICK
sure seemed to like it all right.
I knelt down and started pulling Todd's boots off, to get the clothes
off the bottom half of his body, while 'Dozer had him pinned to the
can, raping his face. 'Dozer was making some interesting grunting
sounds; Todd's feet twitched periodically, as he struggled to breathe
around 'Dozer's dick, which I imagined was getting nice and hard, from
the sound of Todd's gagging and 'Dozer's moans.
I tossed Todd's clothes back towards the dryer, and grabbed one of his
ankles and brushed the sole lightly with my fingernail; he squealed
around the cock in his mouth and his whole body jerked; 'Dozer moaned,
and his butt started really bouncing, as I slowly tickled the soles of
Todd's feet.
Dozer backed up rather suddenly, knocking me flat on my back.
"Jesus, what the fuck're you doing??" I swore at him, scrambling out
from under him.
"Oh GOD," 'Dozer backed away from the scene in the bathroom, turning
around, holding his aching purple rod. "I GOT to get this in his ass,
I just GOT to skewer him, I don't want to waste it in his face, not
after the little homo was such a lousy lay outside."
'Dozer was still humping his hips, struggling to get his jeans, long
underwear, boots, socks off, clumsier than ever in his lust, his ass
facing Todd, who was sitting quietly on the can, obscured from my view
by 'Dozer's body. I pulled my own clothes off and tossed them in the
dryer and began lazily stroking my flaccid cock.
When 'Dozer finally managed to get naked from the waste down, his cock
jutting from between the tails of his red flannel shirt, he turned
around and together we hauled Todd out of the bathroom and carried him
into the kitchen. His little pecker was sticking out from his body
like he was thumbing a ride, even as he whimpered that his butt still
hurt from the ice.
Todd's ass was still freezing cold when we sat him down on the edge of
the kitchen table; 'Dozer grabbed Todd's skinny little legs and
flipped him onto his back; before the back of Todd's head had slammed
into the formica 'Dozer's had his dick burrowed balls deep in Todd's
ass and he was pumping furiously, tearing Todd's butt-muscle open with
each vigorous jab, the hot length of his cock punishing the cold-
constricted walls of Todd's anus as he plowed his meat into the young
boy writhing beneath him.
"It HURTS!," Todd wailed, tears splashing from his thrashing head even
as his dick danced in the air above his groin. 'Dozer continued
pistoning his cock in Todd, his warm thighs slapping against the cold
flesh of Todd's buttocks each time he managed to ram the full length
of his dick into his ass.
"Onnnhhh!" 'Dozer moaned, slamming Todd back and forth on the edge of
his kitchen table by the force of his cock working in his ass, "he's
so ..." 'Dozer's thought trailed off and he lost himself in a humping
frenzy. He leaned over Todd and thrust furiously; Todd's wailing
escalated to keep a tempo with the vicious reaming his ass was taking,
and I found myself growing harder as Todd's desperation increased and
his erection flagged.
"PLeeeeease!" Todd was wailing desperately. I stroked myself
excitedly.
"aaaannnnggggggggg..... "
Todd shrieked as 'Dozer pulled completely out and repenetrated with a
savage lust, humping wildly, pulling out and re-penetrating over and
over again, his balls slapping wetly against Todd's curled spine as he
drove his cock relentlessly into Todd's pale skinny ass.
"aangghh aangghh Anngghh AANNGGHH!"
Todd was hiccupping and moaning, punctuating 'Dozer's penetrating
thrusts with near-hysterical shrieks of agony. I watched as 'Dozer
came, grinding his member even more deeply into Todd's rump, pushing
his cum as far into him as possible. 'Dozer's humping slowed, and
then stopped, as Todd's cries subsided; Todd was by the end only
sniffling, his eyes red, his face tear-stained, as 'Dozer pulled out
of his ass and let Todd's legs flop down to hang over the end of the
kitchen table. Todd lay passively, crying softly, his dick completely
wilted, a small dribble of his pre-cum dotting his belly his only
reward, his pleasure centers overwhelmed by the pounding his ass had
just taken. Todd pulled at his soft little prick, trying to jerk some
more substantial pleasure out of the experience, as 'Dozer's cum
leaked from his tortured ass.
"Oh man... " 'Dozer was exhausted. "It must of been the ice you
shoved in there, it was so TIGHT, man."
I smiled.
"The cold, the heat... Jesus!" 'Dozer was nearly incoherent, trying
to explain the incredible sensations, the pleasure that Todd's ass had
just milked from his loins. "It was better than any of the other
times, anyway that's all *I* know."
I have to smile as I think about Todd eating dinner at that table that
very night, with his mom. I doubt he ever sat at his kitchen table
again without remembering that morning. It was what, nine, nine-
thirty?? 'Dozer and me were young, we'd be getting it up again and
again, all day, and the next day. And the Schiffmans were expecting
us that afternoon.
I went to Todd's freezer, pulled out an ice cube, and went back to the
table where Todd was just sitting up.
"My turn!" I grinned at him, pushing him back down onto his back.
Todd whimpered patheticly; tears began streaking down the sides of his
face.
"He already fucked me," he whimpered. "It *hurts*."
I pushed his legs back towards his body, holding him down with the
weight of my upper body.
"I know," I grinned.
Still holding him curled up, his little brown button lewdly exposed, I
reached back and quickly stuffed the ice cube through Todd's sphincter
muscle.
Before he had time to react, I grabbed his skinny little legs behind
the knees and using my cock as a ram, I swiftly penetrated, pushing
the ice cube deep into his rectum. Todd shrieked; his ass grabbed my
cock in a vise-grip as the cold began spreading inside him.
It was unbelievable; the shock as the hot, sensitive head of my cock
made contact with that small cube of ice very nearly made me lose my
erection, but that same small piece of ice was causing Todd's rectum
to squeeze my shaft for all it was worth; his sphincter clutched at my
cock with an amazing strength; it was as effective as any cock-ring at
keeping me hard; I couldn't have lost my boner if I'd wanted to, and I
*didn't*. As soon as I pulled back from that piece of ice, Todd's
bowels clutching at my cock made me eager to slam back into him; my
dick warmed inside Todd's rectum as it retreated, and I had to use all
the force I could muster to push my bone through the cold wall of
muscle. Todd shrieked, screamed, begged me to stop, even as the ice
melted and lubricated my cock's passage and his dick perked up.
I smiled as Todd begged pitifully, and leaned over him, his tiny prick
and swollen little nuts poking into my belly. Using the weight of my
upper body to pin his legs against his chest,I continued fucking his
choice little ass, the cold water melting inside him keeping me from
coming, keeping him tight, keeping me hard. He still had his winter
jacket on, the nylon made exciting noises against the formica table as
his body slid back and forth from the force of my cock pushing into
him.
"You're so tight like this..." I slapped his face, I wanted him to
look at me as I fucked him, I wanted him to see in my eyes that I
*owned* him.
Todd did open his eyes in surprise when I slapped him; his bottom lip
quivered and he bawled like a baby when our gaze locked. My cock
swelled at the sight of his tears, and I pushed my woodie especially
hard and deep into his belly, the cold hard band of his ass-muscle
rolling along the length of my shaft as I continued staring him down
as I worked my cock inside him.
I held his shoulders, my arms wrapped around his legs, preventing him
from sliding, allowing me to push as deeply into him as I could. Todd
arched his head back, and he actually howled; the sound of his wailing
made me stiffer yet. I humped furiously, enjoying his pain, noting
how hard his cock had become as it pushed into my stomach. The cold
water from the ice cube that had by then completely melted in his
bowels was leaking out around my churning cock, and as the temperature
inside Todd's rectum continued to rise back to normal, I humped even
faster, deeper, harder, my groin slapping wetly against his cold wet
buttocks, my balls slapping against his curled spine as the head of my
cock burrowed up into him, straining towards his colon.
I finally came, his tight cold ass muscle milking my dick as I rode
into the home stretch, thick gouts of jizz churning in my nuts,
bubbling the length of my prick, rushing out the eye of my cock into
the depths of Todd's ass, the water from the ice now warmed to body
temperature thinning my semen to a watery white. Humping more slowly
then, after I'd deposited my snot in the little fairy's butt,
exhausted, but still horny, almost un-satisfied. Still hard.
I pulled out of Todd's ass, my cock at three-quarter's mast, a string
of watery white cum dribbling from the winking button of Todd's
well-used rump.
I don't know when he'd stopped crying; Todd continued to lie on his
back on his kitchen table, naked from the waist, franticly pulling at
his hard little prick. I stood between his legs and watched, amused,
as Todd jerked himself to orgasm, splashing a small stream of jizz
onto the bottom of his jacket. I slapped his wilting pee-wee penis;
so sensitive after just jerking off, I almost don't like to touch
myself right after I've popped, it's so sensitive it almost hurts.
Todd jolted, as if electrocuted.
"Oh yeah, tell me you don't like it, you little sperm-bag," I taunted
the little sissy-boy.
Bare-ass naked, woodie in hand, I left Todd lying on his kitchen table
in the puddle of our sperm that had leaked from his butt. No point in
getting dressed, I'd just have to get undressed when I wanted another
lick at his ass or mouth. I went to look for 'Dozer, maybe watch some
TV until we got inspired to go another round. I don't know where he'd
wandered off to while I'd been so occupied; I wanted to tell him how
right he'd been about the ice; it had kept me hard and humping for
nearly twenty minutes. It was barely 10 am.
==end part 3a
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