Debonair

Gabriel at the Farm

1.

Of course, this uprooting proved to be quite a shock for the seven-year-old boy accustomed to the commodities of the city.

Instead of wasting hours in front of the TV, he had to get up early to milk the cows and gather the eggs. His days were devoted to cooking the meals and feeding the animals. Gabriel accomplished his chores begrudgingly, sulking. The idea of rebelling did not cross his mind because his grandpa intimidated him.

The strapping grey-haired fellow of sixty-eight was so imposing. His wrinkled face had the texture of leather. A smoking cigar butt always protruded from the corner of his lips. The big guy had manifested his authority as soon as the little city boy arrived by burning his running shoes and most of his clothes.

"'Round here, kids don't need those," he'd proclaimed. "I'll make a man out of you! These fancy rags are for sissies."

So, Gabriel walked bare feet on the farm, wearing only snug shorts with no underwear. He was too innocent to realize that his grandfather had gotten rid of his duds so that he could admire him cavorting on his short hairless white legs, his skinny chest bared in the breeze.

When Gabriel battled bouts of nostalgia and complained with his squeaky voice, "I don't wanna stay here," his granddad lowered his shorts and delivered a spanking with a wooden ruler. The man kept the instrument of discipline permanently tucked away in a pocket of his overalls.

He hammered the small buttocks of the imp and reprimanded him, "Ungrateful swine! Here, take this! Take this!"

The man loved to see his grandson cry and writhe from the pain. The globes of Gabriel's behind glowed a beautiful scarlet under the repetitive smacks of the ruler.

Ole Joe got aroused during the correction. The little boy was so alluring. He had big green eyes and a button nose. Two of his front teeth had fallen conferring him a rascally air. His fine ashen blond curls cascaded around his head. Looking at the kid, the man cherished only one goal – training him to become a slave as soon as possible. Destiny had forsaken the child on his porch and he planned to reap all the benefits of this opportunity.

Gabriel recovered promptly from the numerous spankings. However, when he committed a grave mistake, the rugged man took the cigar from his mouth and crushed it on his back. The pain was horrible. Gabriel screamed at the top of his lungs, "ARRGH! ARGGGH!".

The vicious retribution always left a red circle on his skin. For days, the bun mark reminded him of his blunder.

The chastisements produced the desired effect. Gabriel was more attentive to his work. At dusk, he was exhausted. Inside the house, he tried to avoid the despot but there was only one bed. Gabriel had no other choice but to sleep naked next to his snoring grandpa. The spicy aroma of the hairy male tickled his nostrils.

Come morning, the small orphan often discovered dried white flakes in his ears and figured it was dead skin. Of course, Gabriel wasn't aware of the ritual his grandfather executed without his knowledge.

When the man woke up in the middle of night to pee and came back to bed, he skinned his big cock and rubbed the glans on the soft cheeks, the forehead and the nose of the sleeping child. He masturbated and ejaculated his pent-up sauce on the cute mug. Despite the attention he paid to eliminate all traces of the mess with tissues, Joe always neglected the stray rivulets of semen that had oozed in the ears of his grandson.

Before he went back to sleep, the satisfied man gave the boy a kiss on the lips and whispered, "Soon, I'll be fucking your sweet lil' ass my lamb."

2.

Gabriel took the greasy organ in his little fist and caressed it gently. The flaccid meat slithered as it expanded. He barely managed to hold it. It was similar to an eel of the marsh. Eventually, the penis stiffened and he could slide his fingers from the top to the bottom. The foreskin retracted, revealing a red bulb shaped like a fireman's helmet.

"That's it 3; faster. Go all the way up." Joe doled out his instructions.

Gabriel watched the manhood closely, in awe of its size. With his free, he tugged on his little pecker suddenly stiff between his thighs. He chuckled, accelerating the movement of his wrist. His grandpa's penis was now hard like an eight-inch [20 cm] tower of stone.

"Ohhh yes, that's good. Put both hands on it." Joe commanded, between two gasps.

The little boy obeyed and pulled on the phallus with the palms of his hands. All of a sudden, the man shuddered. Thick jets of white cream exploded from the slit of his glans all over his furry chest. Gabriel did not understand what had happened, but his grandpa seemed relieved.

To reward the child for his service, Joe hoisted him on his knees and fondled his stiff pricklet with two fingers. Gabriel shivered quickly. A sly smile appeared on his face, indicating he had enjoyed the new game.

3.

Gabriel examined his grandpa's erection with a perplexed expression, wondering how he would fit all that flesh in his tiny mouth. Nonetheless, he opened wide and wrapped his lips around the drooling glans. He bobbed his head, sucking the top of the enormous cock, happy to hear the joyful moans of his grandpa.

The man swooned contemplating the clumsy blowjob. He grabbed the blondie's hair and pushed his cock further in, yearning to invade the narrow throat. But, the child choked on the mass and grunted, foaming at the mouth. Joe fed the boy his fat sausage for a while and his excitement peaked.

"Ohhhrrrr eat my cum, lil' pig!"

The abundant sauce flooded Gabriel's oral cavity. He backed away and spit out the substance with a grimace of disdain.

"I told ya to eat my cum!" Joe growled. "I'll show you!" He grumbled and dragged the naked child by the earlobe.

Gabriel followed his grandpa and screamed, "Aow! Aow!"

In the stable, the man strolled to his favourite stallion. Gabriel observed the scene, wondering what would be his punishment? Joe pulled on the long member of the horse with firm flicks of the wrist. The virile beast neighed and the man collected the horse's semen in a bucket, which he brought immediately to his grandson.

"Go ahead, drink up!"

Gabriel peeked in the bucket. There was at least a gallon [4 l] of viscous glistening liquid. Tears welled up in his eyes.

"No, I don't want to. Pleeze, grandpa, I don't want to." he begged.

"Drink!" I said. "You'll grow up faster. I'll make a man out of you!"

The boy lifted the bucket up to his quivering lips. The first hesitant gulps made his stomach queasy. He could distinguish the hot semen sticking to the walls of his oesophagus. Since the substance was gelatinous, it was impossible to impede the flow and he drank the rest of the sauce in one big swig.

Joe smirked noticing the sperm moustache over the upper lip of his grandson.

4.

Gabriel grasped their violet balls and sucked their slimy doggy dicks until the semen gushed into his mouth. He swallowed everything. Then at night, he submitted himself to the test with his grandpa.

After three weeks, he mastered the techniques. Joe invited five buddies from his hunting Club. Gabriel stayed on his knees all evening to suck their cocks repeatedly. The various penises – curved, circumcised or wide – offered different challenges. All six men plunged their big hard-ons down his throat, but he knew how to breathe through his nose now.

The comments flattered him. "He gives an awesome blowjob for a seven-year-old kid! My niece is not as good 3;"

Without anyone asking, Gabriel stuck his tongue out and waited to receive the torrents of seed discharged in his mouth. Then, he swallowed greedily. Eighteen times. Pride illuminated his face.

At the end of the party, his round belly rumbled. He was stuffed like a cream puff. He had consumed so much sperm that his burps tasted salty.

5.

A man soaked a paintbrush in pig's blood and drew the numbers 1 to 13 on the children's chests. Gabriel had number 7, his age. A lucky number?

The man signalled to them to run in the forest. Sluggishly, the group started to amble between the trees. Thirteen naked children, disoriented, shivering from the cold, presuming it was some sort of game. Those that had participated the previous year advanced faster. Gabriel wondered why?

A few minutes into the event, the barking of Doberman dogs resounded behind him. Hunting season was open.

The whole gang sped up. Gabriel saw in the distance one of the angry beasts bounding towards them at full speed. Fear gripped his soul. He ran, his heart thumping loudly. But, escape was arduous. His bare feet sank in the mud. The branches slashed his skin.

Out of breath, he took a pause. Tears rolled on his cheeks as he scanned the horizon. The screams of the other kids filled the gloomy forest. He was so frightened by the possibility that a dog might burst out from nowhere to chew off his vulnerable dangling privates that he peed along his leg.

Further up, he saw a six-year-old redhead. The tyke stumbled on a root and landed on the ground. Gabriel took a step to help him out but one of the black beasts reached the fallen runt. Its jaws locked on the chubby kid's ankle and shook him like a rag doll. The small redhead hollered and sobbed.

When the victim got on his knees to flee, the canine aggressor mounted on his back. Gabriel eyed the puffy red organ of the animal darting between the child's buns. The excited dog visibly achieved its goal of inserting its humid dick into the anus of its prey because the redhead emitted a long scream of terror.

The scene petrified Gabriel. He had witnessed animals copulating on his grandpa's farm. He knew what was happening. With morbid curiosity, he observed the grotesque union.

Its tongue hanging out, the Doberman in heat maintained the small human partner under its paws, vigorously stabbing into his plump little butt. The tyke screamed incessantly and tried to escape, but he was not strong enough to fight against a beast trained to sodomize children.

After a while, the redhead accepted defeat and remained in the mud, letting the animal fuck him savagely while he sobbed shamefully.

Powerless, Gabriel continued to run, two dogs on his tail. He heard the clapping hoofs of a horse and turned around to see the cavalier. It was a teenager with a cowboy hat.

The tall boy twirled his lasso and captured Gabriel on the first attempt. He dismounted from the saddle and tied the child's wrists behind his back.

"You're the one I wanted," the teen smiled. "You're mine, lil' fuck!"

6.

Joe approached his grandson and announced, "Go with the Kevin in the shack over there. And be nice!"

The teenager escorted his hostage in the pine cabin and threw him on the wood floor. Gabriel lounged on his stomach, still naked and bound. He watched the young cowboy undressing. Kevin was sixteen. His face was covered with acne. He smiled wickedly and often veered his head to adjust the curtain of black hair constantly falling back over his forehead.

Gabriel shivered on the floor afraid he would get hurt. The tall boy presented a slender dick and big pendulous balls. The organ was already hard under a patch of dark curly hair adorning his pubic mound.

Kevin hurried to install a pony harness on his little prisoner. He slid the snaffle in the child's mouth and tied the leather straps around his shoulders under the hairless armpits. Then, he pulled on the bridle to ensure the apparatus was secured.

Ever since he had joined his father's hunting Club, Kevin had had the chance to fuck a dozen children. It was his reward to compensate years of sexual abuse at the hands of his dad and his buddies during his rough childhood. He had deflowered a few girls but never a boy. The perky little ass of the blond seven-year-old made him salivate.

He lubricated his erect member and squatted behind the kid. His hands clutched the bridle in a firm grasp and pulled on it to raise the captive boy's shoulders off the floor.

"I'm gonna have some fun with ya!" He declared, seeking the virginal anus with the head of his penis.

Gabriel groaned, feeling the hard mass poking in the crack of his butt. He tried to get away but the teenager restrained him, pulling on the harness. The big dick found the target and slipped in the folds of his bum hole. It pierced the barrier and popped inside him. Gabriel clenched his teeth on the metal snaffle and began to cry.

"Hmmmmm yessss, up your butt!" Kevin roared out of joy and sneered.

He flexed his knees and swung his hips right away to slide his oily erection in the deliciously tight anus. The teenager was a fervent partisan of anal sex. He knew how to appreciate the virginity of his miniature partner. His thrusts were measured so that he wouldn't dilate the hole too fast and savour the exquisite delights.

Watching his cock strangled by the anal ring of the kid, he pulled on the reins, gradually inserting another portion of his dick and another one.

"Ohhh I will fuck you raw lil' faggot. Just you'll see!" He predicted.

Gabriel winced when the cold metal bar of the snaffle bumped against the corners of his lips and the big penis inched inside him deeper. He didn't think it could get worse. But he was wrong. Firmly planted between the little buttocks, Kevin deployed all of his adolescent fervour. The little boy froze as the boiling hot cock began ploughing in his rectum. "Mmmmhhh mmmgghhhh mhgghhh!" he lamented.

"Do you like it up your butt, lil' faggot? Yes, this is good, uh?!" The young cowboy cheered, fucking Gabriel with solid lunges.

He pulled on the bridle in the same fashion he would to tame a colt and shoved his entire cock in the blond boy's small ass. For twenty minutes, Gabriel took it doggy style. The energy of the tall boy seemed endless. Kevin bucked his hips, without respite, again and again. His cock pumped and pumped the little white ass of the child.

"Take my cock! Fuck yeah! Take my cock!" The raspy voice of Kevin echoed in the cabin.

Shifting his weight, the teen could pull the kid's butt to his crotch and ram into it with more force. His intention was clear. He wanted Gabriel to remember his first fuck for all his life.

"Oh! You're gonna make me cum, lil' faggot!" he shouted.

The frenetic rutting reached its paroxysm. Much to his surprise, Gabriel noticed that the insults and the rape excited him. His little pecker was stiff. The teenager was pounding him so hard now that his big testicles slapped loudly on his butt. Gabriel shivered without touching his penis once.

At that instant, Kevin stopped abruptly and tilted his head back to praise the sky, "OHHHHHHH!" His lanky body shook from muscle spasms. He ejaculated for a long time in the bowel of the child. An indescribable pleasure accompanied each shot of sperm spurting out of his throbbing penis. The intensity of his orgasm convinced him that he should fuck more little boys from now on.

7.

Come to think of it, Gabriel started to believe it was true. His biceps were blossoming and his little penis procured him fantastic orgasms.

Joe waited a few days for the sore anus of his grandson to heal. Then, in the middle of the daily blowjob, he made the boy sit in a recliner and raised one of his legs in the air. Gabriel understood where this was going when an oily finger probed his puckered rectal opening.

"It's too big, grandpa!" he protested.

"No. You'll see, it's gonna fit." Joe reassured him.

The grandfather aligned his cock in front of the minuscule orifice and pressed lightly. The rebellious sphincter denied him entry. The child was already sobbing. With a swift thrust, he plunged his dick head and took a pause. Gabriel winced, his body stiff and his toes curled up.

The man chose to be indulgent with the fragile toy. He slipped only a third of his cock in the narrow passage. Withholding the urge to unleash his passion, he fucked the little boy gently. Despite this, the adult penis hurt Gabriel's tiny hole. The diameter stretched his anus horribly. It was more than he could endure and didn't compare to the teenager's penis.

"Stop, grandpa! Stop!" he vociferated. But the man didn't listen and fucked him harder when he complained.

Joe savoured the pleasure a few minutes and pulled out. He jerked his cock and soiled the face of his grandson with his rich seed.

The next evening, intercourse was more enjoyable. He bent the child over the arm of the recliner and slammed into his butt with more gusto before shooting his load all over his face.

For a week, the old man repeated the same bestial act. The sessions of anal sex lasted longer and were more rigorous. Gabriel didn't even notice his grandpa was nailing him very hard.

Finally, on the eighth evening, Joe decided to cash in his reward. He inserted his half-erect prick in the child's hole and drained his bladder to trigger a flushing of his guts. Gabriel ran to the outhouse and took a dump.

His grandpa walked over to him and took him to the stable, all the way in the back where the breeding stall was. Gabriel listened to Joe's directives and marched inside the wooden structure. He climbed on a milking stool and speared his head in the hole of the barrier. The farmer tied his wrists with a cord in the metal rings on each side, like he did with the cows.

The old man's cock hardened to the max with the help of Viagra. He applied a generous coat of grease to it and shoved the head easily in the often-used hole of the child. Watching the penetration closely, he pushed his cock inside the empty bowel of the boy, oblivious to his screams of distress. His balls glued against the silky bum, he savoured the moment he'd waited for so long.

"ANNGGRRRH! ARRNGGGH!" Gabriel yelled, feeling the entire spike lodged inside him.

With the vigour of a bull, the man started fucking him. Gabriel thrashed against his bounds but in vain. The powerful assaults sent his head in the hole and his shoulders crashed on the wooden planks. He couldn't do anything to elude the brutality of the adult.

"Ohhhh lil' pig! I'm gonna FUCK your ass so FUCKING hard!" Joe growled, ramming his enormous erection with a demented swaying of his hips. The child's anus strangled his cock. It was fantastic!

For over an hour, Joe sodomized his grandson. He swatted his little buns to perk him up. Gabriel didn't stop squealing one second taking the huge cock ball-deep. The violent lunges gave him nausea. His ass was on fire from the relentless pounding. At the mercy of the colossal farmer, he screamed every time the man's pelvis collided with his buttocks.

Joe's heart weakened. Sweat streamed down his back. With regrets, he pulled out of the boy and stared at his ass crack. Gabriel's anus remained opened and red in the pale valley. He tugged on his cock and guided the creamy eruptions of sperm directly in the gaping hole. His grunts of pleasure frightened the animals of the stable.

8.

"You're a nice little whore now. I will be able to trade you," he announced to his grandson.

The following weeks, Joe contacted the other members of his hunting Club – which was in fact a group of pedophiles – and proceeded to make some arrangements.

The first time, he procured himself the son of his buddy Henry. He had coveted him ever since the boy had stopped crawling. Then, he got some little girls because they offered an additional hole to fill. Finally, two four-year-old Vietnamese twins. Joe tied them up together and tortured them with a lighter and needles.

Meanwhile, Gabriel was shuffled from one home to another to satisfy the perverted desires of strangers. A man inserted larger and larger dildos into his bum and masturbated him at the same time. He came repeatedly throughout the evening, a succession of twelve orgasms.

At another point, he witnessed the filmed rape of a small ten-year-old gypsy. In turn, Gabriel was called before the camera. His role was to suck the huge cock of black giant.

After that, the muscular man buggered him harder than his granddad had ever, in every imaginable position. His shrieks excited the black man who redoubled his efforts to sodomize him roughly with his dangerous ten-inch [25 cm] pole.

For his eighth birthday, Gabriel was gang raped by eight men from the hunting Club. During the next four years of his childhood, he became a model sex slave, passively submitting to all deviances.

The men of the Club adored his angelic face. They grabbed the golden curls on his head and dragged him on the floor. They sank their cocks in both his holes and took him at both ends. They gorged his throat with their spunk.

At the age of twelve, when his grandfather was fucking him from behind on the kitchen table, Gabriel spurted his first droplets of sperm on a plate.

Joe noted the fact and simply said, "You've become a man now! "

Never again did the old man abuse the pubescent body of his grandson. Gabriel was delighted with the sudden freedom. He recovered the dignity that they had stolen. Each passing day restored his shattered identity.

However, a strange feeling lurked inside him, a great void. A void that only a large juicy dick could fill. His body flustered with fever, he found his grandpa and knelt down in front of the farmer, bending his spine.

"Pleeze, fuck me again." he said.

The End