"'Bye Honey!" Ann said, "Have a nice night!" she bent to kiss Tommy's cheek and stood to look at Hank Miller, her date for the evening. The six foot four inch man towered over the petite woman. Ann wore a short black skirt and a tan, button down shirt, with low, tan heels.

Ann's ten year old son, Tommy, stood in Mr. Miller's front hall, next to Bill, one of Hank's "friends". He was sixty four and bald. His belly protruded over his belt, not quite covered by his white tank top. Tommy stared blankly at the strip of white stomach that was showing, and the few gray hairs that curled up under the lower hem of his shirt.

"You two have fun," the big stranger said, smiling. He lay a heavy hand on Tommy's shoulder, staggering him a little, "We'll be fine, won't we, Timmy?"

Ann smiled at the man's mistake, and turned when Miller put his arm around her slim waist to guide her down the walk toward the driveway and his waiting car.

Tommy felt a cold lump in his stomach as he watched his mother get into the car with the man who had been sexually abusing him for the past few weeks.

When the car had driven out of site, Bill bent over and whispered in Tommy's ear.

"Ready for some fun, Baby?" Tommy cringed when he felt the man's hot, damp breath on his neck and ear. His nipples hardened, and goose bumps rose on his bare arms and legs.

The scared ten year old stood still as the stranger pulled his shorts down his legs, along with his underwear. Bill yanked Tommy's t-shirt of over his head, leaving him naked except for his socks and shoes.

Tommy whined when Bill reached around from behind and took is hard little cock in his hand and pulled on the small rod while he kissed the boy's neck and shoulder.

"Mmmm, I can't wait to suck that little cock, Baby," the man hissed, "Little-boy cock tastes so sweet! Like little-boy ass!"

Tommy winced when the man's fat finger pushed between his ass cheeks and probed his anus, which was still sore and swollen from his afternoon of rough sex.

Miller had taken Tommy to a park while the boy's mother was at work, and Tommy had had to prostitute himself for six hours. He had sex with 36 men, all of whom had fucked him in the ass after having their cocks sucked by the cute ten year old.

Now he had been left at the mercy of this demented pedophile, while Miller took Tommy's mom on a date and attempted to fuck her. A hot tear slid down one soft cheek as Tommy stared out the sidelight window at the empty driveway.

"Better get busy, Slut," Bill told him as he pushed a thick finger deep into Tommy's burning asshole, "There's a bunch of guys coming over to play with you, and I want some alone time!"

Tommy hung his head in despair as the man led him into the house, his hard cock bobbing as he walked.

- - - - - - - -

"Oh, Hank!" Ann gushed, "What a nice place! But you're spending way too much!" The pretty brunette batted her long eyelashes at the older man as she sipped her second glass of wine.

"Not at all," Hank said, "And you would be worth it even if I was!" He grinned at the young mother, who blushed and looked down at the table. Hank took the opportunity of her diverted gaze to look down her shirt again.. Her breasts were small, but firm, and they filled her bra nicely. The shirt gapped open when she looked down, so he got a clear view.

She caught him staring when she lifted her head, though he looked away quickly and missed her knowing smile.

"Desert?" the waiter asked, appearing as if by magic at their side.

"You order," Ann told her date, rising, "I have to powder my nose." She bent forward to speak to Frank, and he got another wonderful view down her shirt, as she had planned.

He told the waiter what he wanted for desert while watching her rear end sway while she walked away from the table.

When she returned, Hank noticed her tits jiggling under the loose covering of her shirt. When she resumed her seat, he saw that she had released a button in front, causing the shirt to gape open wider than before, and he caught a glimpse of her nipple, confirming his impression that she had removed her bra while "powdering her nose".

He smiled at her, and she smiled back shyly, tipping her head and looking at him through her eyelashes.

"After desert," he commented, "I thought we could go for a night cap - and some dancing,"

Ann grinned, a flush spreading across her face.

"That sounds lovely," she said quietly.

Hank's cock twitched in his pants when he noticed her hard nipple poking against her shirt.

- - - - - - -

Tommy gasped, saliva running over his chin and onto his neck and chest. Bill pulled back and breathed deeply, smiling at the naked boy.

Tommy sat on Bill's leg while Bill kissed him. The man had been kissing Tommy steadily for the past ten minutes. Tommy's little dick stuck straight up between his legs, the head red and swollen, leaking clear fluid. Bill's hand cupped Tommy's little nuts, and his middle finger rubbed back and forth, between Tommy's butt cheeks, massaging his sore pink anus.

Tommy moaned when Bill inserted a finger into his tight hole. The man had been fingering Tommy's asshole gently, off and on, while French kissing him, and though it still stung, the gentle probing was starting to feel pretty good.

Tommy was red-faced and flustered. He didn't want to be here with this unattractive stranger, being fondled by the fully dressed adult. But he kind of did like the kissing. He had been kissed before, many times, both before being fucked and during, but he had never been kissed like this. It was gentle, slow, careful and almost loving.

Tommy also liked the way Bill played with his little cock and balls. He stroked the boy's hard penis between his fingers, and dipped his had between Tommy's legs to fondle his balls and gently probe his anus.

One thing Tommy didn't like was when Bill made him lick the tip of his finger before inserting it into his anus. Especially when he pulled the finger out, as he was doing now, and put it back in the boy's mouth.

"Here you go, Baby," Bill said, holding his hand in front of Tommy's sweating face as if offering a gift. Tommy grimaced as he opened his mouth, and Bill slid the fat digit between his pink lips, wiping the tip on his wet tongue. He moved the finger in and out of Tommy's mouth while the boy sucked on it.

Bill had not told the child to suck his finger, but Tommy did so anyway.

Bill smiled.

"Good boy," he said. He resumed kissing the boy, and Tommy reached out to put his arms around Bill's thick neck while the pedophile returned his stiff finger to the boy's asshole.

Tommy moaned into Bill's mouth when the long thick digit penetrated his anus. Tommy wiggled his butt around, feeling the finger deep in his ass. He liked the way Bill probed his rectum, especially when the an stroked his prostate, though he didn't know what that was or why he liked it.

He tried to tell himself that he hated the penetration, that the man was forcing him to do this - which he was - but in truth, the molestation felt good to the little boy. Even the stinging pain in his ass was heightening his enjoyment, though the confused little boy would never admit it.

"I wanna suck your sweet little cock, Baby Boy," Bill muttered against Tommy's lips. He pulled his finger from Tommy's ass and lifted the naked boy in his arms. He set the naked ten year old on the couch and knelt in front of him, pushing his legs wide apart with a big hand on each knee.

Tommy watched as the man bent forward to inhale deeply over his genitals. He thought it was weird.

Bill smiled at him, "Boy cock," he said, leering at Tommy," So sweet!"

Grinning, Bill bent down and took Tommy's whole cock in his mouth. Tommy felt the man's tongue rubbing against his balls as he sucked on his small cock.

Tommy closed his eyes and raised his hips involuntarily to meet the man's mouth. Bill's lips and tongue felt wonderful on his sensitized penis. Bill gripped his firm round ass cheeks in his hands and lifted Tommy's crotch toward his eagerly sucking mouth, and Tommy's hips moved to thrust his cock through the man's lips. He panted and moaned as the stranger serviced hm.

He looked down in disappointment when Bill moved his lips off his hard red cock, and Bill smiled at him lopsidedly.

"Don't worry, Baby," he assured the horny child, "I'm just moving. Time for some sweet boy ass!" He grinned wolfishly as he lifted Tommy's ass in his hands and bent the boy back, until his puckered pink asshole was in front of his face. Tommy's legs sagged back until his knees almost touched his flat chest, and Bill leaned down to lick Tommy's anus.

Tommy whined in delight as the man's thick, wet tongue pushed against his sphincter. Bill had loosened him up a little with his finger, so he was able to push his pointed tongue into Tommy's rectum. The warm, wet organ relieved much of the soreness remaining in Tommy's abused hole.

"Awesome!" the ugly man said, smiling at Tommy from between his pale thighs, "You taste amazing! What a jewel!" The ugly man closed his eyes and inhaled deeply with his nose an inch from Tommy's slimy, gaping hole.

Tommy couldn't help but smile back at the man as he lowered his face to Tommy's anus and resumed sucking his ass. Tommy gasped and leaned back, his head lolling to the side as his asshole was eaten.

Absently, the boy reached for his penis, stroking it slowly as the man rammed his thick tongue into his asshole.

He was panting toward an orgasm when Bill lifted his face from his meal and grabbed Tommy's hand, releasing one leg to do so.

"Ah-ah!" the man said, as Tommy's leg fell to the couch cushion, "No cumming yet, you horny little slut! I'm not done playing with you. And the other guys are gonna wanna play with your sweet little pecker too!" Bill's eyes sparkled in anticipation of teasing the poor boy all evening.

"If you're really good, and do everything you're told without complaining or hesitating," the man promised him, "We'll let you cum." Tommy nodded, though he was nervous about what he would be expected to do. But he had been made to do so many things he hated recently, that he couldn't anticipate anything worse.

"If not..." Bill let the threat hang while Tommy considered what consequences might result from his failure to cooperate.

Mr. Miller was never violent with Tommy, though he was physically domineering, and the fact that he forced himself sexually on the thin ten year old might be considered violent by some, but he never hit Tommy or anything.

But that didn't mean some of the men coming over tonight wouldn't.

Tommy decided to do whatever he was told, to avoid finding out.

- - - - - - -

Ann floated in a pleasant cloud, wrapped in the arms of her neighbor. She smelled his cologne, and felt the warmth of his broad chest against her cheek. She pressed her body against his as they danced slowly to the music, and tightened her grip around his back.

Bill felt the woman's small firm breasts press against his chest. Since she had removed her bra in the restaurant, she had undone another button, so that the shirt was open to the middle of her chest.

As the song ended, Ann pulled back and smiled up at her older date, her eyes cloudy with alcohol-induced lust. Bill grinned down at the pretty young mother and reached slowly to her shirt, where he pulled another button loose, never taking is eyes from hers.

Ann glanced down briefly to see that her shirt gapped open to a point an inch below her breasts, and smiled shyly at the man.

"Naughty, naughty!" she said, reaching to fasten the button.

"Leave it," Miller said, softly but forcefully. Ann froze, staring into his eyes. She saw a look that expected obedience. Lowering her hands, she let him guide her back to the small table that held their drinks.

After all, she told herself, it's just one button...

- - - - - -

Tommy's head swam. His cock was being sucked and fondled while a thin, bony finger invaded his anus, over and over. He sucked contentedly on a long cock, while hands caressed his thighs, belly and chest. Strong fingers pulled and twisted his pink nipple painfully, but he didn't mind. The sensations from his chest blended with the more pleasant ones from his mouth and ass.

His thin hips thrust repeatedly as the lips around his little dick sucked gently on his cock, enough to stimulate, but not hard enough to bring him the release he craved.

The cock in his mouth pushed forward, and he opened his throat with practiced ease, taking the seven inch shaft down until the stranger's hairy balls rested against is chin.

"Awww, Man!" the man whose cock Tommy was sucking groaned "This kid's fucking awesome! What a natural born cock-sucker!"

"Yeah," Bill said, "He's a real prize isn't he? A total, cum-loving slut!"

The demeaning, humiliating words washed over Tommy's ears and made his stomach curl in knots. The men talked about him like he was an object, not a real person.

And the things they said were mean and untrue.

"Love his little dick!" a third man said as he pulled and squeezed the hard tool, "So hard and hot!"

"And look how his asshole takes my finger," the fourth older man commented, "Like he's sucking my finger into his asshole. What a slut!"

Tommy was mortified. To be talked about as if he was loving this. As if he wanted to be molested and abused and raped. He hated it. Hated it all.

Didn't he?

He had certainly been reluctant when Bill had told him to answer the door, naked, with his hard little cock jutting out in front of him, when the first of the strangers had shown up. The embarrassed ten year old had stepped back behind the door, so he couldn't be seen from the street, and bowed his head, not looking at the new arrival.

Bill had told him to greet the short, stocky stranger with a kiss, and he had slowly tipped his head back to receive the man's tongue in his mouth.

For the five minutes they had waited for the second arrival, the man knelt on the hallway floor and kissed Tommy while fondling his penis and squeezing his ass.

The flush-faced, sweating little boy was handed over to the second man and kissed him eagerly. By the time the eighth man had arrived, Tommy jumped into his arms and wrapped his thin legs around his belly, holding the stranger tight around the neck and pressing his spit-slicked lips to the man's mouth. The other men laughed and took video on their phones as the horny little boy rubbed his hard penis against the stranger's stomach and sucked his thick, wet tongue hungrily.

"Alright, Hornbag," Bill had said, pulling the boy off the stranger's body, "Save some for later!

"What a little slut, eh boys?"

The men had laughed, and Tommy came back to his senses, a bright red blush spreading across his face and chest, as he realized what Bill and the strangers had done to him.

But still his little cock throbbed and leaked as the men played with his naked young body.

- - - - - -

Ann leaned forward across the table, holding Hank's hand in hers. She watched his eyes, amused. He would look at her face as she spoke, then his eyes would travel down her neck to her chest, where her shirt gaped open to display her small firm breasts to the man's avid stare. She knew he liked what he saw, from the way his hard cock pressed against her lower belly when they danced close.

She was a little uncomfortable showing herself off so much, but the thrill of letting him see her breasts overrode her reluctance.

Besides, his personality was so powerful, and hers so weak, it seemed natural to let him have what he wanted, at least just this small thing.

Ann had been alone for a long time, just her and Tommy. She was enjoying the attention her older neighbor was lavishing on her, and the way he looked at her. She felt pretty, and desirable - and sexy - for the first time in a long time.

"Hey," Hank said quietly, 'Why don't you come over here and kiss me, Pretty Lady?" he suggested. Ann stared into his eyes. It was such an odd way to approach a first kiss. She thought she should be insulted and refuse such a bald request, but when his eyes flicked to her open shirt once again, she felt another thrill in her stomach.

And between her legs.

Almost without thinking, Ann stood from her stool and walked slowly around the small circular table to stand next to the seated man. Hank turned in his seat to face her, and sat still, waiting. Ann hesitated.

Should she? Hank had been her neighbor for years, and they had always been friendly. She appreciated how much he watched over Tommy. She and he were doing so much better, now that Hank was taking over so much of the care-giving for her boy. She was able to work more, and earn more, and the money Hank paid for Tommy's help during the day didn't hurt, plus the gifts - clothes, etc - made it so much easier to make ends meet.

But was that a reason to kiss the man? To show him her tits? To dance close and let him press his hard cock against her?

Her cheeks flushed red and her legs grew weak as she thought about how much she loved being held close. She felt safe in his arms. Protected.

Was showing the man her breasts and kissing him so much to ask for all he had done for them?

"Ann-" Hank prompted, and she stepped forward as if a spell had been broken - or cast - and raised her face to his.

Hank put his arms around her slender waist and pulled her unresisting body against his, between his legs. She felt his stiff cock pressing against her thighs.

Then her lips were pressed to his, and his arms were around her back, and his tongue was in her mouth, and Ann was helpless to resist.

What she had intended to be a quick thank-you peck had turned into a passionate French kiss. Ann found her arms around Hank's neck. She leaned against him, crushing her breasts to his chest. She felt a heavy hand on her ass, and moaned into the older man's mouth.

When he finally released her tongue, Ann moved back to gasp and swallow. She stared into his eyes, her mind reeling.

"Let's go home, shall we?" he asked.

I wasn't a question.

- - - - - -

"No, he has to beg for it," Bill said. Tommy was in Kelvin's lap. The big black man had asked to fuck Tommy's asshole. Kelvin's eight inch cock was pressed between Tommy's thighs, sliding up and down against the warm soft skin of the ten year old's legs. Tommy loved the feel of the man's hot cock rubbing against his balls, and the way it bumped his own cock head occasionally, sending a thrill through his legs and belly.

"You want me to fuck you, Baby?" Kelvin whispered in Tommy's ear. The naked boy was clutched against the big man's body with a strong, thick arm wrapped around his belly. His little cock leaked pre-cum, and Kelvin kept rubbing the underside with a thick finger, making Tommy moan and move his hips to rub his cock against the warm digit.

And Tommy did want to feel Kelvin's big cock in his ass. He was so horny from constantly having his cock played with that he wanted to scream. He had tried to grab his cock and jerk off so many times, Bill had tied his wrists together behind his back, so he couldn't reach.

The light bondage only served to turn the little boy on more. He was humiliated by the way the men were controlling him, but for some reason he was getting hornier and hornier.

He wanted to cum.

He really wanted that.

"We'll let you cum if you beg us to fuck you, Tommy," Bill said, pointing his cell phone at the boy's red, sweaty face. His hair was plastered to his forehead in dark wet clumps, and his pink lips were glistening, a cloudy droplet of spit quivering on his lower lip.

The boy's big blue eyes were glazed with lust.

"Ohhhh," he moaned, his resistance crumbling as Kelvin cupped his balls in his big hand, "Oh please! Please fuck me! Make me cum! Please!"

"Tell us what you want, Baby Boy," Bill encouraged him, "Where do want us to fuck you? What do you want us to do?"

"Oh, fuck me!" Tommy begged, tears leaking from his eyes to coat his red cheeks, "Fuck my asshole! Let me suck your cocks! Suck me! Fuck me! Make me cum! Pleeeeease!"

The boy sobbed so pitifully, Bill grinned and nodded to Kelvin. The black man smiled back and lifted Tommy by the waist to hold him over his cock. Another man reached in and held Kelvin's thick cock erect, so he could lower Tommy onto his hard pole.

Tommy screamed as the thick erection invaded his anus. His ass was well lubricated by the saliva the men had deposited there when passing his bound body around and sucking his little cock and licking his asshole.

The boy's thighs quivered, spread wide, as the eight inch rod forced its way past his sphincter and into his ass.

The pain was intense. Tommy had been fucked, repeatedly and harshly, during the afternoon, so his anus was sore. But the sharp pain seemed to turn him on. His hard little cock bobbed and leaked as Kelvin started thrusting in and out of his ass, until half of the tick shaft was embedded in Tommy's painfully stretch anus.

Through a haze of lust, Tommy saw a hard cock in front of his face and opened his mouth automatically, like a baby bird being fed by its mother.

He sucked the hard shaft into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the head with practiced ease.

The man was about to cum in his mouth when he pulled out.

"I wanna wait," the stranger gasped, "to cum in that hot little ass."

This seemed to be the popular consensus. When Kelvin came, he pinned Tommy to his body and thrust upward, holding still while his cock jetted stream after stream of cum into his bowels. Tommy's cock twitched in response, feeling the hot spray of semen in his rectum.

The next man pulled the boy from Kelvin's lap and laid him on his stomach on Hank's couch. With his hands still bound behind him, Tommy was pressed to the cushions with his legs dangling off the front of the couch so the man could kneel behind him and guide his swollen cock to Tommy's leaking hole.

The ten year old grunted as the man started slamming his cock into his ass, lubricated by Kelvin's semen. As his ass was fucked, Kelvin leaned over Tommy's face to wipe his sperm-coated cock against his cheek.

Tommy's little cock was pinned between his belly and the rough upholstery, rubbing insistently against the couch, keeping the boy on edge.

The cock in his ass throbbed and spit. When it pulled out, gobs of semen poured from the child's ass, coating his scrotum, and running down his thighs in thin rivulets. Tommy felt something cold against his leg, and looked back to see Bill scoping the cum off his skin with a spoon. He held a stainless steel bowl in his other hand, and knocked the spoon handle on the edge to dislodge the semen from the spoon into the bowl.

Tommy was flipped onto his back and another stranger pushed his thin legs back, folding his slender body in half and turning his ass up toward the man's waiting cock. The six inch erection sank easily into Tommy's well-stretched opening, and the boy moaned as the man started fucking him.

A second man climbed onto the couch and sat on Tommy's face. He lowered his hairy ass onto the boy's sweating face, pressing his wrinkled anus to Tommy's lips while kissing the man fucking the boy's ass. Tommy was helpless to resist, and when he felt his little cock being played with by the two men, he lapped reluctantly at the man's musky hole.

His cheeks burned with embarrassment as the men used and abused his body, but he was so desperate to cum, he just let them.

Not because he liked it. Not because he wanted their cocks in his ass, or his mouth. Not because of the thrill the degrading acts gave him. Not that.

"Aaaaaaaarrrrrr!" the man fucking him groaned. Tommy felt the familiar pulse of the man's cock as it spurted in his ass. He felt the warm trickle of semen as it leaked around the cock plugging his anus and ran between his ass cheeks toward the small of his back.

Then the men switched positions. The ass was removed from his face, and that man rammed his cock in the gasping boy's anus. His friend knelt on the couch next to Tommy's bent form and gripped the ten year old's hair in a big fist, pulling him forward to slip his wilting, slime-covered cock in the boy's gasping mouth.

With his arms pinned behind him, Tommy was helpless to resist. He sucked hungrily on the slimy cock, gulping down the semen that was deposited there.

When the man pulled away, Tommy's face was smeared with slime.

Bill held the shiny bowl under Tommy's ass, collecting the semen that dripped from his hole before it could hit the carpet. He smiled as Buck, the man fucking the boy, gripped Tommy's thighs and came. When he pulled out, runnels of sperm poured from the child's gaping anus and into the bowl.

- - - - - -

Ann opened the front door to her house and Hank followed her in. She had been in such a rush to get inside, she hadn't noticed the cars clustered in Hank's driveway and in front of his house.

Hank locked the door behind them and grabbed Ann's elbow, turning her to face him in the gloom of the unlit entry.

"I wanna see your tits," Hank said, holding Ann's shoulders.

"Hank!" Ann gasped, "What do you think-"

Her objection was cut short when Hank grabbed her shirt on either side and tore the garment open. Buttons flew, and he held the two halves of the shirt open and stared at his neighbor's bare chest.

Ann stood still, shocked and excited. Hank pulled the shirt down her arms, pinning them at her sides, and drew her close for a kiss. Ann moaned and sucked his tongue as he used her mouth.

"Suck my cock," he said, whispering against her wet lips. She stared at him a moment through heavily lidded eyes then fell to her knees, letting her torn shirt fall from her arms and reaching for his zipper.

When his cock fell free of his pants, it almost hit Ann in the face. She hadn't sucked a cock in years, but this one seemed huge! It was thick, warm, and beautiful. She lifted the long rod to her lips and licked the head, smiling when she heard Hank moan. She was happy that she was pleasing him.

She opened her mouth and slid her wet lips over the fat head of his cock, feeling the ridge at the bottom of the shaft slide along her tongue as he thrust forward, pushing his hard cock deeper than she had intended.

Then she felt his hands on her head, holding her still while he pushed his cock in and out of her mouth.

"Play with my balls, Baby," he instructed. Ann reached between his thighs to hold his wrinkled ball sac in her soft hand. It felt warm and furry. She rolled his testicles carefully around her palm, caressing the soft skin of his scrotum with her fingers.

"Nice," she heard him say, "Man, you're a good cock-sucker, Baby. I can't wait to feel your hot cunt on my cock!"

Ann felt a tingle between her thighs at his words.

- - - - - -

Tommy was lying on the couch. His hands had been untied, but were pinned to either side by two of the naked men. Bill was between his legs, off to the side so others could record the proceedings on video.

"Alright, Baby," he said, holding the small bowl under Tommy's ass, "Push!"

Tommy looked at Bill and squeezed, letting the semen the men had deposited in his asshole drip and squirt from his ass into the bowl. The men laughed when the white goo spurted from his gaping hole with a wet farting sound.

Three men knelt behind Bill, zooming in on Tommy's asshole as the semen dribbled to a stop. The interior of his rectum was visible through his widely stretched sphincter, red and wet. One of them reached out with a finger and slipped the thick digit in Tommy's ass.

He cried out in pain as the man bent his finger and scooped more semen out, flicking it into the bowl, joining the yellowish mass sloshing thickly in the bottom of the vessel. Another man rammed his middle finger up to the last knuckle, pumping it in and out of the tired boy's abused hole. He pulled it out and held it up to Tommy, who automatically opened his mouth to suck it clean.

He was defeated. His resistance to the degrading, disgusting acts the men wanted to perpetrate upon his thin young body was gone.

When Bill held the bowl to his lips, Tommy looked at him in despair, unwilling to do what the man demanded of him, but unable to resist. Tommy opened his mouth and Bill tipped the bowl, pouring the disgusting contents onto the beautiful young boy's tongue

Tommy gagged when he felt the slimy, lumpy goo trickle to the back of his throat, but he knew better than to spit the mass out. He grimaced as he swallowed the gross mouthful, his throat contracting as his stomach tried to eject the warm semen.

But Tommy kept it down. Bill grinned at him, pointing to his curved lips, and Tommy took the hint. He smiled sickly at the phones and nodded as the men clapped and complimented him on a job well done.

"I think he deserves a reward, don't you boys?" Bill called, and a chorus of agreement met his question.

Bill smiled at Tommy and rubbed his fingers around the inside of the bowl he still held, gathering up the remaining sperm on his fingers.

He took Tommy's hard, red cock in his hand and pulled it slowly, using the semen on his fingers as lubricant. Tommy thrust his hips up and down, fucking Bill's fist in his desire to cum.

He was on the edge. He felt the pressure build in his little balls. His cock head swelled in anticipation of his long-delayed orgasm.

Bill's phone chirped, and he nodded to someone to grab it. The man held Bill's phone in front of him, so he could read the text message on the screen.

Through a haze of pre-orgasmic lust, Tommy saw a crafty smile spread across Bill's ugly face. The man's fist slowed in its stroking of Tommy's cock as he took the phone from the man who held it, touching the screen with his thumb.

"Hey, check it out, Tommy!" Bill said. He released Tommy's dripping cock and held his phone up to the suffering boy. Tommy groaned in disappointment, his little cock throbbing and lurching between his legs.

"Hank says he's spending the night at your house," Bill told the sobbing boy, "Fucking your mom! He even sent pictures!"

Sure enough, Bill was scrolling through pictures of Tommy's mother that Hank had taken with his phone. Ann was on her knees in the first one, topless, sucking Hank's big cock. In the next, she sat on the bed in her skirt, still topless. Then she was naked, lying with her legs spread and her pussy exposed. There were a couple more such pictures.

Tommy stared, distraught. His own mother was home with his tormentor, naked, having sex with him!

He had seen his own mom, naked! Sucking cock!

In his grief, he almost missed Bill's next words. Words that filled him with despair.

"Well," the man said thoughtfully, "if we have you all night, there's no need to let you cum so soon!" the men around the room chuckled at Bill's joke, "We have hours left to play with you!" he said, leering at the naked, horny boy. He started tapping his phone.

"Better get more guys, though," he held the phone to his ear and smiled at Tommy hungrily.

"You have a looooong night ahead of you, Baby!"

A hot tear spilled from Tommy's eye and ran down his cheek.