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Downfall of an alpha, chapter five: The fuck that got away
This nightmare was only just beginning.
Jake and the boys cocks continued to tingle and itch, stiffen and throb unexplainably constantly. They couldn't help but wiggle and squirm, whimper and groan as they all dealt with their unwanted erections. It was like extremely active slithering snakes were wriggling in their trousers, making them feel like nothing more than moving puppets designed to provide titillating entertainment to the horny, leering crowd of perverted sickos. Meanwhile, more boys were sold to freaks down below.
The sweaty, squirming captives continued to be touched and teased by countless eager, beefy, scummy hands. However, things were turned up a notch when the boys shoes and socks were removed from their legs throughout the humiliating ordeal, exposing their smelly feet. Soon, the trucker handlers approached with evil, crooked smiles and with strategic slices of razor-sharp pocket knives. Shirts were shredded to useless tatters, allowing nipples and oily abs to be put into view and trousers were sliced to let their throbbing cock sausages spring out with drops of precum dribbling from their slits, along with a sharp knife slice down the ass seam to grant more accessible access to their inner thighs and those clenching pucker holes.
Fingers probing deeply into the captives tight holes, salacious tongues slathering down their thin ass cracks, accompanied by rough pec slapping and nip groping, became a part of the humiliating rotation to each captive's torment. All this critical attention kept the boys horny and aroused, despite their best efforts, in ways they never dreamed possible, making their straining throbbing boners become engorged throughout and their libidos to become more uncontrollable.
"mmmffflllmmmppphh..."
"uuurrrmmnnngghhh..."
"Fuck...look at those fuck-sticks just begging to be touched."
"Looks like, the boner pills are in full effect..."
"Hehe...look at the horny little sluts...look how desperate they are..."
"Fuck...listen to 'em...they even moo like horny bulls..."
Due to the pervs laughs, taunts and mocks, Jake did discover that one of the tablets they had been force-fed was, in fact, 'boner pills', which explained why their hard meats refused to stop wagging. However, they had been forced to consume two pills and weren't told what the second one could be. The freaks always laughed, scoffed, or changed the subject entirely, refusing to speak.
"Measure those meats!"
As much as Jake believed he had seen everything these bastards had thrown at him, the world around him halted to a standstill when he saw the collared boy speaking to a new boy on the balcony, wearing a pair of faded overalls, no shirt and dark, thick cowboy boots, handing him a tape measure and gesturing at the chained-up 'fresh meat'. When the new boy turned around and came into view, a memory hit him like a speeding bullet. Jake recognised that boy. Of course, he did. That cute and innocent face, fair red hair, that smooth, fuckable ass with the tightest pussy pucker he had ever seen...Benji...Benji from the hardware store was here at a slave auction with boys being 'SOLD!!!' Beneath him, and he looked as calm and collected as ever.
Him? HIM?! What...no....how...how is any of this possible?? He's just some stupid, dumb faggot...what the hell is this ginger-haired cunt doing here?!?!
When Benji decided to join the congregated perverts on the balcony, it appeared he was well known as the men welcomed him with embracing hugs and playful slaps to his smooth, round ass before shifting his focus to dropping to his knees, measuring each boy's swollen, twitching hard-on. He relished in his task as he knelt before each boy, teasingly lapping and licking each wagging shaft, giggling as they screamed in horror while measuring and shouting out their precise length from tip to base for the collared boy to record on an iPad.
"7.5 inches..."
“8.5 inches..."
"9 inches..."
When Benji crawled over to a stunned Jake, he flashed the restrained jock an impish grin, one that Jake had been greeted with many times when he frequented the hardware store.
"Howdy, partner...nice to see you again..." Benji addressed his favourite customer as he gave a clamping tweak to one of Jake's nips. "You're looking fucking sexy as always."
"GgGGrrRRmmMmMhhHH!!" Despite his disbelief, Jake still managed to let out a traumatic howl.
'HhhHHmMffPPHHH!"
Why the hell is Benji here? Why isn't he freaked out at the sight of boys being sold off to faggot freaks or that straight boys are in shackles with their clothes ripped to shreds, dangling of their sticky, sweaty bodies?
"HHHRRRMMFFPPHHH!!!"
What the hell is his problem?? Is he...is he working with them? Is that why those truckers didn't take him, back at the truck stop? B-but I've seen the boy every week...h-he always gives me a smile and a wave...w-was this his plan all along...t-to kidnap me...WHAT THE FUCK?!?! How long has this been going on???
Before stretching out the measuring tape, Benji leaned in close to rub his hands down Jake's jean-tattered-clad legs, which Jake couldn't close thanks to the spreader bar locked in place.
"Hehehe...hope your horny, boy...looks like the cum-blocker pills are kicking in," Benji innocently giggled and pointed at Jake's cock knob, struggling to produce little more than a few oozing pearls of precum which he lewdly swiped from Jake's flared mushroom with his flicking tongue.
"Mmm.... such a big, fat mushroom... I bet it's pretty sensitive by now, huh? I remember feeling this fat tip pushing against my boy hole back at the truck stop... you were so ready to split me open with this huge fuck pole, weren't you, stud...?" Benji taunted Jake with snickering delight as he opened his mouth wide enough to swab and suckle on the boy's sensitive tip.
Cumblocker pills?? No. NO! They don't fucking exist. They can't...they can't...b-but...but...nnnaaarrrgghh...aaaggghhh...why is his tongue killing me?? WHAT THE FUCK HAVE THESE FREAKS DONE TO ME?!?!
"MMMFFFFLLLMMPPP!!!"
The taunting, condescending, ginger prick was driving Jake insane, but the most torturous thing was that Benji was giving the straight boy exactly what he wanted. Getting head from some queer should've felt so unbelievably good for someone like Jake, but instead, it was hell on earth. Benji sucked and slurped Jake's massive shaft with an expertise that only someone with years of experience could do. He never choked, gurgled, or slowed down, and he used that expertise and knowledge to make Jake scream through his gag. Jake wanted to nut. All he could think about was unleashing his creamy seed down Benji's warm throat. He could feel his balls getting fuller and fuller with his hot, churning load, but nothing came out of his slit, not even the tiniest dribble of pre oozed out. The blissful, satisfying pleasure was so close he could taste it, yet regardless of how much he wanted, needed, and craved it, that pleasure never came. Instead, it morphed into agonising denial.
"You know I would've let you plow my ass with this massive tool if you'd just asked, stud...like I told you...I always wanted to try your cock dog. Lotta guys tell me my hole is tighter and sweeter than their girlfriends' pussies... I would've serviced you real good... gotten this prick all wet and lubed first... just like this." Benji's warm, wet lips stretched wider as he slowly engulfed Jake's pulsing tip, swallowing more and more of the boy's throbbing erection until his nose nuzzled into Jake's pubes. This wasn't a standard job; Jake wasn't just another shackled and restrained boy toy for Benji to play with. No, this suffering felt intimate...purposeful...personal...Benji wanted him to suffer.
What the fuck did I ever do to this cunt??
There was no question that Benji was a skilled and talented cocksucker. If this were under any different circumstance, Jake would be skullfucking the fag relentlessly, but with his hands bound and hoisted above his head, Jake couldn't gain any form of control.
At an agonising, frustrating, slow paste, Benji withdrew his talented mouth when tears of rage fell down Jake's face. Benji pulled out the tape measure and measured Jake’s spit-coated cock. He let out a devious cackle as he looked at the collared boy, who was still taking notes on his iPad.
"Hey, Matt... our horny straight stud here wins the prize tonight... Jake's got himself a full-blown 10.5" snake..."
"Yeah, I'd say that earns this horny fuck the gold star of the night," the collared boy, Matt, said with a snicker as he recorded the measurement on the tablet. "While you're down there on your knees, cousin, why don't you get him ready...?"
Winner...? Gold star...? Cousin...? Ready...? What the...what the hell is happening? Did a family of psychos kidnap me??
All this new information fried Jake's mind, but the two boys or the two cousins gave him no time to process it. Matt tossed a thin coil of rope to Benji, who gleefully began to loop the rope tightly around Jake's ballsac, cinching and stretching his nuts deeper into his sac before rigidly securing it to the centre of the spreader bar. He pulled it so painfully tight it forced Jake to bend his knees slightly and have his ass arched up.
Jake couldn't move without risking ripping his balls clean off his scrotum. The alpha resorted to whimpering and whingeing like a stray, lost dog, much like the other boys alongside him, but his pleas and prayers were never answered. While Matt attached another set of rattling hoisting chains to the spreader bar, Benji stood up to look Jake in the eye, grinning with delight as he licked the river of saliva from Jake's ball-gagged mouth. Benji's roaming fingers ripped and teared at the straight boy's tattered clothes to expose more of his sweaty abs and vulnerable asscheeks.
"I hear that huge 10.5" cock snake of yours got you a whole lotta pussy back before you and that Molly girl left college, Jakey-Jake.," Benji said as he nuzzled his face against Jake's and cooed in his ear. "I sure hope you like all the attention from having the biggest, horniest hard cock is about to get ya tonight, stud... time for you to join the party, boy... "
There was a devilish twinkle in Benji's eye as he gave Jake's gagged mouth one last mocking kiss before stepping to the side, and then without warning, without hesitation, grabbed hold of Jake and roughly shoved Jake off the balcony.
"MmmMMffFFFffFllLLlppPPP!!"
Jake thought this was it. He saw his life flash before his eyes...his old life...his home town...Callum, Mike and Nick...their infamous fuck parties...it was all coming back to him...all the bad, twisted shit he's done. He thought his splatting on the ground was karma's way of catching up with him.
*Creek* *Creek*
Only when he heard the hoisting chain strain against a mechanical winch he opened his beady eyes and saw that he was slowly lowered toward the empty auction stage. His face-down-ass-up naked body dangling in front of the crowd of freaks with a bright, white stage spotlight looming over him.
Downfall of an alpha, chapter five: The fuck that got away
This nightmare was only just beginning.
Jake and the boys cocks continued to tingle and itch, stiffen and throb unexplainably constantly. They couldn't help but wiggle and squirm, whimper and groan as they all dealt with their unwanted erections. It was like extremely active slithering snakes were wriggling in their trousers, making them feel like nothing more than moving puppets designed to provide titillating entertainment to the horny, leering crowd of perverted sickos. Meanwhile, more boys were sold to freaks down below.
The sweaty, squirming captives continued to be touched and teased by countless eager, beefy, scummy hands. However, things were turned up a notch when the boys shoes and socks were removed from their legs throughout the humiliating ordeal, exposing their smelly feet. Soon, the trucker handlers approached with evil, crooked smiles and with strategic slices of razor-sharp pocket knives. Shirts were shredded to useless tatters, allowing nipples and oily abs to be put into view and trousers were sliced to let their throbbing cock sausages spring out with drops of precum dribbling from their slits, along with a sharp knife slice down the ass seam to grant more accessible access to their inner thighs and those clenching pucker holes.
Fingers probing deeply into the captives tight holes, salacious tongues slathering down their thin ass cracks, accompanied by rough pec slapping and nip groping, became a part of the humiliating rotation to each captive's torment. All this critical attention kept the boys horny and aroused, despite their best efforts, in ways they never dreamed possible, making their straining throbbing boners become engorged throughout and their libidos to become more uncontrollable.
"mmmffflllmmmppphh..."
"uuurrrmmnnngghhh..."
"Fuck...look at those fuck-sticks just begging to be touched."
"Looks like, the boner pills are in full effect..."
"Hehe...look at the horny little sluts...look how desperate they are..."
"Fuck...listen to 'em...they even moo like horny bulls..."
Due to the pervs laughs, taunts and mocks, Jake did discover that one of the tablets they had been force-fed was, in fact, 'boner pills', which explained why their hard meats refused to stop wagging. However, they had been forced to consume two pills and weren't told what the second one could be. The freaks always laughed, scoffed, or changed the subject entirely, refusing to speak.
"Measure those meats!"
As much as Jake believed he had seen everything these bastards had thrown at him, the world around him halted to a standstill when he saw the collared boy speaking to a new boy on the balcony, wearing a pair of faded overalls, no shirt and dark, thick cowboy boots, handing him a tape measure and gesturing at the chained-up 'fresh meat'. When the new boy turned around and came into view, a memory hit him like a speeding bullet. Jake recognised that boy. Of course, he did. That cute and innocent face, fair red hair, that smooth, fuckable ass with the tightest pussy pucker he had ever seen...Benji...Benji from the hardware store was here at a slave auction with boys being 'SOLD!!!' Beneath him, and he looked as calm and collected as ever.
Him? HIM?! What...no....how...how is any of this possible?? He's just some stupid, dumb faggot...what the hell is this ginger-haired cunt doing here?!?!
When Benji decided to join the congregated perverts on the balcony, it appeared he was well known as the men welcomed him with embracing hugs and playful slaps to his smooth, round ass before shifting his focus to dropping to his knees, measuring each boy's swollen, twitching hard-on. He relished in his task as he knelt before each boy, teasingly lapping and licking each wagging shaft, giggling as they screamed in horror while measuring and shouting out their precise length from tip to base for the collared boy to record on an iPad.
"7.5 inches..."
“8.5 inches..."
"9 inches..."
When Benji crawled over to a stunned Jake, he flashed the restrained jock an impish grin, one that Jake had been greeted with many times when he frequented the hardware store.
"Howdy, partner...nice to see you again..." Benji addressed his favourite customer as he gave a clamping tweak to one of Jake's nips. "You're looking fucking sexy as always."
"GgGGrrRRmmMmMhhHH!!" Despite his disbelief, Jake still managed to let out a traumatic howl.
'HhhHHmMffPPHHH!"
Why the hell is Benji here? Why isn't he freaked out at the sight of boys being sold off to faggot freaks or that straight boys are in shackles with their clothes ripped to shreds, dangling of their sticky, sweaty bodies?
"HHHRRRMMFFPPHHH!!!"
What the hell is his problem?? Is he...is he working with them? Is that why those truckers didn't take him, back at the truck stop? B-but I've seen the boy every week...h-he always gives me a smile and a wave...w-was this his plan all along...t-to kidnap me...WHAT THE FUCK?!?! How long has this been going on???
Before stretching out the measuring tape, Benji leaned in close to rub his hands down Jake's jean-tattered-clad legs, which Jake couldn't close thanks to the spreader bar locked in place.
"Hehehe...hope your horny, boy...looks like the cum-blocker pills are kicking in," Benji innocently giggled and pointed at Jake's cock knob, struggling to produce little more than a few oozing pearls of precum which he lewdly swiped from Jake's flared mushroom with his flicking tongue.
"Mmm.... such a big, fat mushroom... I bet it's pretty sensitive by now, huh? I remember feeling this fat tip pushing against my boy hole back at the truck stop... you were so ready to split me open with this huge fuck pole, weren't you, stud...?" Benji taunted Jake with snickering delight as he opened his mouth wide enough to swab and suckle on the boy's sensitive tip.
Cumblocker pills?? No. NO! They don't fucking exist. They can't...they can't...b-but...but...nnnaaarrrgghh...aaaggghhh...why is his tongue killing me?? WHAT THE FUCK HAVE THESE FREAKS DONE TO ME?!?!
"MMMFFFFLLLMMPPP!!!"
The taunting, condescending, ginger prick was driving Jake insane, but the most torturous thing was that Benji was giving the straight boy exactly what he wanted. Getting head from some queer should've felt so unbelievably good for someone like Jake, but instead, it was hell on earth. Benji sucked and slurped Jake's massive shaft with an expertise that only someone with years of experience could do. He never choked, gurgled, or slowed down, and he used that expertise and knowledge to make Jake scream through his gag. Jake wanted to nut. All he could think about was unleashing his creamy seed down Benji's warm throat. He could feel his balls getting fuller and fuller with his hot, churning load, but nothing came out of his slit, not even the tiniest dribble of pre oozed out. The blissful, satisfying pleasure was so close he could taste it, yet regardless of how much he wanted, needed, and craved it, that pleasure never came. Instead, it morphed into agonising denial.
"You know I would've let you plow my ass with this massive tool if you'd just asked, stud...like I told you...I always wanted to try your cock dog. Lotta guys tell me my hole is tighter and sweeter than their girlfriends' pussies... I would've serviced you real good... gotten this prick all wet and lubed first... just like this." Benji's warm, wet lips stretched wider as he slowly engulfed Jake's pulsing tip, swallowing more and more of the boy's throbbing erection until his nose nuzzled into Jake's pubes. This wasn't a standard job; Jake wasn't just another shackled and restrained boy toy for Benji to play with. No, this suffering felt intimate...purposeful...personal...Benji wanted him to suffer.
What the fuck did I ever do to this cunt??
There was no question that Benji was a skilled and talented cocksucker. If this were under any different circumstance, Jake would be skullfucking the fag relentlessly, but with his hands bound and hoisted above his head, Jake couldn't gain any form of control.
At an agonising, frustrating, slow paste, Benji withdrew his talented mouth when tears of rage fell down Jake's face. Benji pulled out the tape measure and measured Jake’s spit-coated cock. He let out a devious cackle as he looked at the collared boy, who was still taking notes on his iPad.
"Hey, Matt... our horny straight stud here wins the prize tonight... Jake's got himself a full-blown 10.5" snake..."
"Yeah, I'd say that earns this horny fuck the gold star of the night," the collared boy, Matt, said with a snicker as he recorded the measurement on the tablet. "While you're down there on your knees, cousin, why don't you get him ready...?"
Winner...? Gold star...? Cousin...? Ready...? What the...what the hell is happening? Did a family of psychos kidnap me??
All this new information fried Jake's mind, but the two boys or the two cousins gave him no time to process it. Matt tossed a thin coil of rope to Benji, who gleefully began to loop the rope tightly around Jake's ballsac, cinching and stretching his nuts deeper into his sac before rigidly securing it to the centre of the spreader bar. He pulled it so painfully tight it forced Jake to bend his knees slightly and have his ass arched up.
Jake couldn't move without risking ripping his balls clean off his scrotum. The alpha resorted to whimpering and whingeing like a stray, lost dog, much like the other boys alongside him, but his pleas and prayers were never answered. While Matt attached another set of rattling hoisting chains to the spreader bar, Benji stood up to look Jake in the eye, grinning with delight as he licked the river of saliva from Jake's ball-gagged mouth. Benji's roaming fingers ripped and teared at the straight boy's tattered clothes to expose more of his sweaty abs and vulnerable asscheeks.
"I hear that huge 10.5" cock snake of yours got you a whole lotta pussy back before you and that Molly girl left college, Jakey-Jake.," Benji said as he nuzzled his face against Jake's and cooed in his ear. "I sure hope you like all the attention from having the biggest, horniest hard cock is about to get ya tonight, stud... time for you to join the party, boy... "
There was a devilish twinkle in Benji's eye as he gave Jake's gagged mouth one last mocking kiss before stepping to the side, and then without warning, without hesitation, grabbed hold of Jake and roughly shoved Jake off the balcony.
"MmmMMffFFFffFllLLlppPPP!!"
Jake thought this was it. He saw his life flash before his eyes...his old life...his home town...Callum, Mike and Nick...their infamous fuck parties...it was all coming back to him...all the bad, twisted shit he's done. He thought his splatting on the ground was karma's way of catching up with him.
*Creek* *Creek*
Only when he heard the hoisting chain strain against a mechanical winch he opened his beady eyes and saw that he was slowly lowered toward the empty auction stage. His face-down-ass-up naked body dangling in front of the crowd of freaks with a bright, white stage spotlight looming over him.
He was another boy on the block.
Chapter four: https://slaveboyjg.bdsmlr.com/post/586159008
Chapter three: https://slaveboyjg.bdsmlr.com/post/584885337
Chapter two: https://slaveboyjg.bdsmlr.com/post/583931487
Chapter one: https://slaveboyjg.bdsmlr.com/post/582325701
All chapters: https://slaveboyjg.bdsmlr.com/post/588431397