Mr. Fundoshi required some entertainment. Since the fat slob could not fuck boys himself, due to his extended belly that hang almost to his knees, he enjoyed watching others fuck. He had become a voyeur. And while he watched, he usually had a young mouth or two on his thick dick, fat slow hanging nuts, or asshole. Timor was responsible for coming up with new and amusing ways to please Mr. Fundoshi.

This morning's entertainment was fun, but nothing to write home about. Two Japanese boys of fifteen knelt on the floor. One knelt with his beautiful young ass facing Mr. Fundoshi, the other knelt with his face toward the fat man. The boy with his rear to him, kept his tight round young ass up high. He rested his face on the floor and pushed up with his ass, getting it as high as he could. It is a really attractive position for a fifteen year old boy. The young man facing Mr. Fundoshi, held very still with his pretty mouth wide open. He had perfect teeth and well formed lips.

Timor was fucking the boy with his back to Mr. Fundoshi in the ass. He slammed his dick as hard as he could into the teenager's guts. You could hear his fat testicles slapping the kid's flesh. Even though this poor kid was taking quite an ass pounding, he was the luckier of the two boys. Timor's cock was quite thick and really stretched the fifteen year old asshole. He might have some internal troubles resulting from the brutal fuck. Timor held the boy by the hips and grunted as he slapped his torso into the boy's rear. His fuckmeat found unused areas of the poor boy's prostate, warm unstretched pockets, and he twisted his hips to hurt and abuse them. When the boy threatened to pass out from the pain, Timor yanked the kid's hair to keep him alert. Mr Fundoshi clapped his hands and giggled while the twelve year old boy lapped at his scrotum. The boy wasn't very good at ball licking yet, he was rather new to the Facility, but with harsh discipline he would become an expert at pleasing a man. For now, Mr. Fundoshi was rather taken by his youth and his amateurish efforts to avoid punishment. The little pink tongue lapped at the huge leathery nutsack, making it swing and drip. The boy knew he had to do a good job, because they had already shoved a slender metal rod right up inside his pale little penis, and it hurt like hell. They had stretched his little pisslips and shoved the rod in. It was nothing too serious or damaging...but they had warned the boy that if he did not do an exemplary job licking Mr. Fundoshi, they had a much larger rod available.

But now came the part of the show that Timor knew Mr. Fundoshi would really enjoy. He announced to his master that the fifteen year old boy he was fucking had not been allowed to evacuate his bowels for two days. With that, Timor pulled his rock hard, filthy, stinking, ass slime coated dick out of the boy's rectum with a plop! The kid howeled in pain, some shit running from his ass. Timor took one step to his left. He grabbed the other fifteen year old boy by the ears and brutally fucked his disgusting dick into the kid's open mouth. Mr. Fundoshi screamed in delight. The cuntfaced boy gagged and choked around the invading shit slick prick. Ass juioce squirted out of the corners of his mouth. His eyes rolled in his head. He snorted and some kind of slime ran from his nose. Timor fucked his face twenty times, making sure his massive cock raped the boy's throat. Then he pulled out and plunged his trembling fuckmeat back into the leaking ass of the other boy. The boy whose mouth had just been fucked hung suspended, his jaw dropped, brown slime dripping from his chin onto his pretty little chest. Timor violently raped the ass of the other boy, whose hole seemed to be used to the massive fucker, but who panted from sheer exhaustion. Timor arched his back, pulled the boy's hips back onto his dick root, grunted and unloaded his cock snot into the warm moist boy innards. It makes one wonder, doesn't it how many boys of fifteen have actually been ass fucked. Many more, I'd bet than we think. And it's understandable when you think of how beautiful so many fifteen year old boy asses are. Totally straight dudes who usually only fuck cunt, often lose control and fuck fourteen or fifteen year old boy ass. There is just something about a cute boy ass that is intoxicating. This fifteen year old Japanese boy just about passed out when he felt the fuck sauce shooting into his guts. It's true, that one cannot always feel a cock unloading in one's ass, but in this case, Timor shot so much, and it was so warm that the boy did feel it.

The fifteen year old wailed as Timor finished his orgasm and tugged his thick fuckmeat out of the wide open red raw asshole. Then the boy farted and cum and ass juice and shit began to run out of his young stretched ass. Without missing a beat, Timor grabbed the other fifteen year old and slammed his face into the ass of the fucked boy. "Suck out all the shit and cum. If this whore is not squeaky clean inside when you finish, you will visit the punishment room for a session of electro-torture. The face cunt pressed his cute countenance deep into the fucked ass. He sealed his lips around the leaking asshole and shoved his tongue into the wide open red ass pucker. He sucked and swallowed and sucked and swallowed, shutting down his mind and his senses. He refused to taste what he was gulping down. His stomach rumbled and he felt terribly sick. Still he sucked and swallowed. The other boy kept farting and sprays of something slid across Face cunt's mouth and down his throat. Mr. Fundoshi applauded heartily, and if he could have stood up, he would have given a standing ovation to the two boys and to Timor, their director. His lust was aroused. He signaled the twelve year old to switch from scrotum to dick. What a splendid morning.

Richard Dickerson sat naked slumped against the bathroom wall. His head hung in despair. He had paced and paced and cried and called his bosses and threatened and pleaded and cursed and smashed his fist into the wall. He had chewed his lip until it was bloody. Finally he took a hot shower to clear his head. He had to think! Only he could solve this horrible dilemma. He had been betrayed by the Agency and his superiors. For his own good, they said, and for the good of the country! FUCK THEM!

There was a knock on the door. Three taps, and then two, and then three again. He shook his head, pulled himself off the floor, slipped into a white terrycloth hotel robe and padded to the door. When he opened it, he faced Takashi. The Japanese cadet looked no more than sixteen years old, even though Richard know he was older. He looked right for the assignment.

"You look like shit!" were Takashi's first words. He showed little respect for authority.

"Get in here. We've got to work fast, and you are my only hope. They've kidnapped my sons!"

"I don't fucking believe it." Richard went over to his lap top and hit some keys. A photo popped up of Brian and Pete tongue kissing.

"They stripped them naked and made them do all kinds of obscene shit with each other. God knows what is happening to them.!"

Takashi studied the photo of the ten and eleven year old boys kissing and wanted to puke. "Those God Damned fuckers made your kids do that?"

Richard hit another key and up popped a photo of his ten year old naked as they day he was born climbing on a chair. 'I don't' know if they molested them or what!" Tears ran down the American Agent's cheeks.

"Hang on, man. Keep your wits about you. That's our main hope right now. Lord Buddah, that is a fucking sick photo!" He studied the little boy's naked body. Almost like a young girl's body.

Richard turned and grabbed Takashi by the shirt front. "And the worst part is, my bosses didn't forward these to me four almost twelve hours. They hacked into my email and blocked the mail. The bastards said it was for security reasons. I'm starting to think they know that if we bring down Mr. Black, lots of U.S. politicians and law enforcers will be exposed as child molesters. Not to mention, European and Asian big-wigs as well. This whole thing is larger than we thought. We only have each other to trust. You can't even trust your captain. It's just us against them, Takashi.! "

Takashi looked at another photos, this one of the two boys standing at attention, their young dicks and balls on full display. He realized that that was what might have happened to his brother. He balled his hands into fists. "What do we do to bring these fuckers down?"

For the first time in fourteen hours, Richard Dickerson saw a thin ray of daylight in the endless night of having his boys captives of porno pedophiles. "You have to get into Mr. Fundoshi's compound, now! The boys may be there."

Takashi held up one hand. " No way. I've only just met my contact Ryo. I'm supposed to do a modeling audition for him, and then slowly suggest that I need money and might do more, and then hope he sends me Fundoshi's way. There is no guarantee."

One of Richard's strong hands grabbed the back of Takashi's neck. But it was not a grip of anger, it was a grip of pleading. "That's no good, don't you see. They could be fucking my boys or torturing them or..." he gagged at whatever other images crossed his mind. Christ, Takashi, they are only ten and eleven years old! I need to you to contact this Ryo at once and say you need big money fast and will be happy to do whatever it takes...what ever sex acts are required, but you need a very rich man to rent you! Meantime, I'm supposed to turn myself fin to Black or Fundoshi or whomever. I'm supposed to meet with them and negotiate the safe return of my sons. They did promise they would not harm my boys, if I turned myself in to them. I've got to believe them."

"So what do I do?" Takashi was feeling uneasy. "Suppose this Ryo wants to test me out to see if I will be able to please Mr. Fundoshi? Suppose he hits on me? I am totally straight. I fuck chicks. If I do something with Ryo, he may throw me out on my ass. This is not going to work. It needs time." Takashi ran his hands over his head and face in frustration.

"We haven't got time. These just came through.." Takashi looked down at a photo of Brian and Pete with what looked like sperm all over their faces. Their expressions were miserable." You have got to find some way to get into Fundoshi! Once there, if you see any signs of sexual molestation or corruption of minors, make the call. Our agents will have no choice but to sweep in."

"Why don't you make the call? Make it now!"

"We don't know where they are. And if I involve myself, they'll hurt the boys. That's why I need you. You are the only one I can trust!"

"Like I said, what if Ryo, or that Fundoshi creep thinks I'm not worth renting and throws me out?"

"They'll probably want you to suck cock."

Takashi's small Asian eyes opened extremely wide. "I don't know how to suck cock. I have never sucked cock!" He slammed the flat of his hand into the bathroom door.

"Then why the fuck did they recommend you for this assignment? They knew it involved homos!" Well, shit, you are just going to have to learn how to be a really good cocksucker!"

"And how am I going to do that?"

Richard stood very still thinking. He screwed up his face. Then he looked down again at the photos of his boys. "You can practice on me."

"No way, Mister. Fuck you! I am no pervert!"

Richard who was taller and stronger than the young cadet, grabbed the boy once again. "Do you want to get the assholes who did in your brother or not? They've got my sons. Do you think I want to have my dick sucked by a dude? We have got no choice."

Takashi looked around the hotel room helplessly. Now he got tears in his eyes. "I don't know if I can do this man. I just don't know."

Richard rested his hand on Takashi's shoulder. "We have to try. My sons' lives are at stake. And the lives of maybe hundreds of other boys and young men like your brother. Ryo has to think you are such a good cocksucker that he sends you on to Fundoshi."

Takashi studied the carpet. "I'm not supposed to be experience, that's the whole thing."

"Yes, I know, but you've got to be damn good when you do it...so they want you."

Takashi's dark eyes met Richard's. "Okay. How do we do this?"

Richard shook his head. "I don't know. I never had a queer suck me. It's the same as with a chick, I suppose. Usually I like my wife to be naked. So I suppose you'd better take off your clothes."

Takashi stomped the floor. "Ah, MAN!" Then he kicked off his shoes and unbuckled his belt. "Why do I gotta be naked, if I am sucking you?"

"Think about you with chicks. Don't you like the one swinging on your dick to be naked? It's more subservient or something. I don't know."

"FUCK! SHIT!" Takashi unzipped and peeled down his designer jeans. Then he raised his arms and tugged off his shirt. He had a slender but well toned body. What little body hair he had had, he shoved off so he would look younger. He took off his socks, and then stood standing in only his briefs, his toes curling in the carpet. "Do I gotta take off the underwear too? This is so fucking queer man!"

"IT'S SUPPOSED BE TO BE QUEER, TAKASHI. YOU HAVE GOT TO GET A HANDLE ON THIS. WE DON'T HAVE TIME TO FUCK AROUND. Now please take off your underpants." Takashi hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his briefs and slid then down his slender hips. His nicely shaped flaccid uncut dick flopped out over his well packed smooth skinned scrotum. He hopped from foot to foot.

"There I am naked. I hope you are fucking happy. I knew I might have to do this with some photographers present to get in with Ryo, but not in front of an American Intelligence Agent." Richard turned away in embarrassment.

"This is not easy for me either. I don't like looking at naked dudes."

Takashi sneered. "That is easy for you to say. I'm the one who has to do the dick sucking."

Richard shook his head. "We have no choice." He said. Then he opened and removed his terrycloth robe and stood naked in front of the young cadet."

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT, THAT ISN'T A DICK, IT'S A FUCKING FIRE HOSE! I AM NOT SUCKING THAT!"

The two naked men stood looking at each other. Richard was much more muscular and much taller. His chest and abs were really well formed. And his flaccid penis was twice the size of Takashi;s.

"I don't know..." Richard said, his voice breaking with grief. He made vague gesture in the air, and his big dick swung back and forth slapping his thighs. "Couldn't you just try, so you at least know if you can get through it with Ryo or not?"

Takashi saw the helpless look on the agent's face and softened. He fell to his knees. "All right, I'll try. I don't even know what to do."

"Well, with my wife, I like to rest my dick on her tongue first and have her lick and suck my foreskin."

Takashi made a face. His chest heaved and his nipples tightened. " I can smell your fucking dick from here!"

"I just took a shower before you got here. I'd got to be just natural dick smell. Open your mouth please, and stick out your tongue. I'll just rest my dick on your tongue. Remember, you're doing this for your brother and my sons."

Reluctantly, Takashi opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. He really did look quite young and innocent there naked on the carpet. Richard moved in and lifted his hefty dick with one hand. His balls were sticking to one thigh with sweat, so he peeled them free to wobble in their fleshy sack. He brought his dickhead to the Japanese boy's mouth. Takashi pulled back and screwed his face into a grimace. "That is really foul, man." Then with a huge sigh, he leaned in and opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue again. Richard gently placed about an inch of foreskin covered dickhead on the young man's tongue.

"That's not too bad, is it?" he asked, a concerned look on his handsome face.

"Not too bad?" Takashi thought. The dick was like a fucking sausage.

"Good. Now close your lips around the dickhead and with your tongue flick back and forth across my foreskin and dickhead. That's how my wife does it. I'm sure Ryo and Fundoshi will enjoy that."

Takashi held the prick with his lips and moved his tongue tip over the corregated foreskin opening. He licked the thick dick covering.

"It's no good. Can you stick your tongue into the foreskin and tickle my dickhead?" Takashi was shaking like a leaf. He dug his tongue tip into the fleshyforeskin until he felt the smooth dickhead and the wide piss slit. "

"Oh yeah, that's it. That's great. Keep that up and my dick should erect!"

Takashi couldn't believe it. The Americans cock was still soft and it was already as large as Takashi's erect fucker. Sweat ran down Richard's stomach and dripped from his armpits. His big balls began to glisten with sweat, and they began to stink.

"You're doing fine. Now take more dick into your mouth. Take about four inches." Takashi felt his mouth fill with penis.

"Masturbate your dick while you suck mine. It will show them you are enjoying it." Takashi reached down and fingered his own shriveled prick. His balls were up and tight from fear. He felt so fucking inadequate next to the American. He thought about skull fucking Oi, and he tried to remember how her mouth felt. Suddenly his mouth was filled with some kind of slimy liquid. He pulled back coughing and gagging.

"Fuck man, DID YOU FUCKING CUM?"

Richard looked down at his drooping half hard dick. The helmet was just starting to peek out from the foreskin. "No man, that's just pre-fuck leak I can't help it, I leak an awful lot."

Takashi hung his young head and sobbed. "I just don't think I can do this."

"Please try. You were doing a really good job. I think Ryo would rent you to Mr. Fundoshi. "

"There's too much goo dripping from your dickhead."

Richard squeezed his prick, gathered up the leak in his hand, and wiped it on this thigh. "Well, try licking my scrotum for a while. I'm sure they will expect that." Richard sat on the edge of the bed and spread his muscular legs. Takashi crawled in, still crying.

"Do you know how fucking awful this is?" he moaned.

"I can only imagine. I'll hold my dick out of the way, and you lick my nuts." Takashi made a sour expression and then leaned his head in and swiped his tongue along the bottom of the American's nutsack. The taste was strong and salty. He began lapping the nuts. Richard played with his leaking dick. Neither man was very happy.

"Take a nut in your mouth and suck. " Taksahi took one of the egg sized nuts in his mouth. He rested it in his cheek. It was so huge, he could hardly fit it all in. He moved the nut around in his mouth.

"Jesus, take it easy! You got to be gentle with a dude's eggs. How would you feel if some chick bruised your juicers? "

"I'd bash her fucking face in," thought Takashi, who then gently Bathed the nuts with his tongue.

"All right, now try my dick again. I'm almost fully hard." IT WAS A BIG AS A FUCKING BEER BOTTLE. Takashi didn't even know if it's girth would fit in his mouth. He bobbed his head over the erect prick. The skin had moved back and the red helmet was slick with pre0fuck The large piss hole opened and closed like a little mouth. Takashi pulled back.

"How the fuck does your wife take this?"

Richard felt sad, thinking of his wife. "It took a lot of practice. Work on it!"

Takashi wrinkled his cute nose. "I am not swallowing your cum!"

Richard made a frustrated gesture and his rock hard dick bobbed and swayed, leaking still more spooge. "Jesus, Takashi, you have to. They will expect it!" Richard looked at his wristwatch. "I can see that this is going to take hours and hours. We've barely started. What if they ask you to suck their asses?"

In the pent house, Kinto was having the time of his life. Perhaps he was exceeding just a bit Mr. Black's instructions, but he had in no way harmed the boys. Kinto loved youthful beauty. He was very fond of little boys. It was this fact that first brought young Kinto to Mr. Black's attention. Kinto had been arrested for molesting a six year old boy every day on his way home from school. I won't go into the dirty little details, but suffice to say, the cute little guy ended up with a rather enlarged rectum and asshole for one so young. When his parents discovered the swollen raw state of the boy's posterior, they demanded to know what had happened. The child told them what had been happening almost every day for six months. He also mentioned something about sucking and "way down his throat," which might account for the little one's rather hoarse voice of late. Well, the long and short of it (pun intended) was that Kinto was arrested. It was at juvenile reform school that Mr. Black found him. Mr. Black got him out, fucked him ceaselessly for six weeks, then offered him a job as chauffeur and houseboy.

The security guard brought the cute little thirteen year old street ragamuffin into Kinto's area of the penthouse. Kinto was just finishing a cup of really good tea. The boy was filthy, which is exactly what Kinto was hoping for. He learned that the boy had slep in alleyways for the last four nights. He had not eaten much and not had any chance to wash. He stank to high heaven. The boy's name was Noh, as in Noh Theatre. Kinto studied the boy's cute face, but it was his other end in which he was most interested. How sad that such a beautiful boy as this had fallen on hard times. The kid started to tell Kinto some story or other about his misfortune, but Kinto interested. He told the boy, "I will give you enough money for you to live very well for two months, if you do a simple task for me."

Of course the savvy thirteen year old assumed it would involve sucking and fucking. He was no stranger to this. You don't live on the streets of Tokyo at thirteen and not encounter men who are interested in your asshole! But Kinto's interest was specific.

"I don't want to fuck you. I just want to give you an enema!" Noh raised his eyebrows but said nothing. He had encountered kinky types before. There was the man who paid Noh to drop his thirteen year old turds in his mouth. The was the older man who wanted Noh to hit him on the nuts as hard as he could with a paddle. No doubt about it, people had strange tastes.

Soon, Noh was lying on a table with his pants and underpants off and his legs up and spread. He offered to shower and clean himself first, but Kinto would not hear it. He wanted the thirteen year old "just as he was!"

It was no ordinary enema, either. It turned out to be a 'warm milk enema." That's right. Kinto filed the kid's filthy foul rectum with warm milk. He put so much into the boy, that Noh's little tummy was swollen. No observed that he was too full and could not take another drop. Kinto urged the boy to take "just a little more." He rubbed the Small boy's bloated stomach and rolled his childlike nuts in his hands. "Just a little more, baby."

When Noh was near exploding and swollen like a pregnant sow in her last days before delivery, Kinto picked up a pail and held it under the boy's asshole. "Okay, now, let it all out into this pail!"

It was a bit embarrassing for the boy, but no more than other things he had been forced to do to survive. He remembered the man who had wanted him to strip totally bare assed naked in the subway, and then had stolen all of his clothes and left him there. Then there was the creep at the mall who wanted to fuck his little ass while he pushed Noh's head into a dirty toilet bowl. Is that any position for a cute thirteen year old boy, legs spread, bent over, face down in a shitty toilet, getting ass fucked? But life is hard, and one does what one must!

Noh grunted and groaned and farted and a strong spray of off white milk shot out of his ass. It was followed by less savory liquid and some solids as well. Kinto watched in fascination as he caught the foul spray in the blue plastic pail he held. This was working out splendidly. The boy held his cute little feet up and out and curled his toes as the milk enema shot from his ass. It did not feel unpleasant for the boy. The joy of being able to release what had been in his swollen guts was very close to sexual pleasure. It also felt on and off like it feels when you need to take a really bad dump and you get a kind of tingly cramp just before you evacuate. The little body twisted a bit on the table as the milky substance squirted from his asslips. Kinto smiled and stroked the kid's thighs, encouraging him to expel everything.

AND THEN THE BOY WAS DONE. THAT WAS IT! No sucking, no fucking, no pain, no torment. Noh was instructed to get dressed. He was given more money than he had seen in months and sent off. He happily told Kinto that he would return at any time for more enema fun! Kinto said, he thought not. Noh reminded Kinto that he was known to be an excellent ass fuck, and was available to a fine man like Kinto at any time. "My ass is only thirteen years old and fucks really good!' the kid said, a beaming smile on his cute little face as he rubbed his ass cheeks for the man. Kinto wasn't interested, but he felt sorry for the kid. So just for fun, he handed the little boy a cell phone.

"Tell you what. I like you, so we will play a little game. You keep yourself clean and work the street really hard. You peddle that young ass. For every fuck you take up your ass over ten in a single day, I will pay you. I only pay you from the eleventh fuck on, but you could earn some really good money, if you are industrious. Every fuck, you snap a photo with the phone cam and send it to me. Don't try to fake me. Every day, I will pay you as much as I gave you today for every single time your asshole is fucked after ten. You'll have to work long hours, and really keep that boycunt stuffed, but ina few months you could be living really well. You've got to hit some public places where perverts look for little boys. You have to get their numbers so you can set up regular fuck dates. Arrange your schedule so that fifteen minutes after the last dick pulls out, a new one is fucking into you. That's the way for a boy your age to make something of himself. Now get on out of here. I'll wait for your messages and photos."

Ten minutes later, Kinto entered the bedroom where the two naked sons of Richard Dickerson huddled on the bed. They looked tired and worn out and nervous. "I've got some good news for you, boys. Your father has contacted us, and he will be meeting up with us tonight. So you could be on your way home by tomorrow."

The boys got tears of gratitude in their sweet eyes. They actually smiled. Their slender naked bodies looked so vulnerable there on the bed. Kinto carried the silver tray over to them. "Now come on, boys. How about a nice glass of warm milk? It might taste a bit strange at first, it's special Japanese milk. But you need to keep up your strength. This will get you through until lunch!" He held out a glass of brownish milk to each of the boys.!