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Harley and Tinsley Adderdale were nine year old Shai's worst nightmare.
They were both sixteen years old, muscular, and incredibly good looking. With short blond hair, bright blue eyes, tan skin and matching charming, sweet grins, very few people ever realized just how evil they could do. They were the sons of Frank Adderdale, a well-respected local pastor. That alone would've given them good reputations, even without factoring in their good grades, good behavior, and their mom being the high school counselor. Star players on the football team, the two brothers were beloved throughout school and, really, all throughout their small town. People bought into their act. The wholesome, all-American image they put forward was more or less bulletproof. Even their parents didn't suspect anything.
Shai had run into them while walking home. He was a much less remarkable looking child, devoid of the square jaws and perfect white teeth the Adderdale twins had. A pale, skinny, short boy with a mop of black hair and teal eyes, Shai never stood out in a crowd. He never stood out, period. Most people passed him by without a first thought, let alone a second. Other than his classmate and bully, Ozias, the world forgot Shai was even there most of the time. He'd never really wanted to be popular or famous, so that suited him just fine. He was more than content reading, playing video games and keeping to himself.
He was nice enough, though, that when Harley and Tinsley stopped him and asked if he'd like to see some cool games on their phones, he said yes. When they said they should probably get off of the sidewalk so the noise didn't bug anyone and they weren't blocking the sidewalk off, Shai agreed. Their little dying town didn't have much foot traffic. It should've been a red flag. Instead, he just thought they were being considerate. When they guided him into an alley, the nine year old didn't resist, nor did he have any inkling of what would happen next. There was no moment of premonition, no inkling something was wrong, no nagging suspicion in the back of his head, nothing. Everyone knew the Adderdale twins were nice.
So it came as a complete shock when Tinsley grabbed him, clamping one hand down over the child's mouth while his other arm wrapped around the boy's waist, hauling him up and off his feet. That made it much easier for Harley, as Shai kicked and tried to call out for help, to yank off the nine year old's shorts and pants. He had laughed as he filmed that cute little boycock, bouncing as the child kicked and struggled helplessly. Then he pulled his dick out and, smiling cruelly at the terrified boy, began to urinate on him.
Shai instinctively shrieked, though the sound was muffled. He'd never felt so dirty and disgusting in his entire life. As the piss soaked his shirt and dripped down his torso, sliding down over his dick and balls, the boy fought back the urge to cry. The cruelty was only compounded by knowing it was being filmed. It was disgusting, it was terrifying, and he'd renewed his futile efforts to struggle, despite how pointless his efforts were against two teens as strong as these two. The hot urine felt awful, gluing his shirt to his chest, making his skin crawl. He could feel warm rivulets of it rushing down over his own private parts, and it was all he could do not to hyperventilate or pass out from humiliation. He didn't understand why they were doing this, why they were laughing at his fear. He was just a random kid, a nobody. Shai had never hurt them. Why would they do something so sick?
Once Harley was done pissing on him, he stroked his dick until it was big and long, a terrifying, truly scary seven inches whose girth was thrice that of Shai's. Shai knew that because Harley rubbed his big cock against Shai's flaccid, inch and a half long boycock, making satisfied sounds as he played with the little boy's uncut cock with his cut one. Holding one of Shai's legs so far up that the boy couldn't guard his crotch, Harley enjoyed the sight of that smooth, hairless crotch, those small balls, and that petite, babyish cock, rubbing his large cock over all of it, savoring the silky smooth skin of a little boy. The child's warm skin was sinfully soft, slutty, somehow, the texture seeming to silently egg Harley on and beg him to continue.
He pushed a finger into Shai's ass. Shai had lashed out and kicked him successfully. Frowning, Harley had held one of the child's legs up and, with his other hand, begun to spank him. Worse, it was right over his cock. The blows were hard, open-palmed, the sound of flesh on flesh filling the alleyway as Harley had spanked him hard enough that his own hand was hurting. He'd abused the poor boy's dick and balls until the nine year old was crying and breathless, unable to think for pain, unable to struggle anymore. That was when he'd shoved his finger back in, this time coating it with something slick from a little bottle in his shirt pocket. The finger went in as Shai struggled to breathe, staring up at him through a cloud of tears in his teal eyes.
It hurt even before the teen had put a second finger in. Once he had, though, the burning began in earnest, a sharp pain that had Shai shaking his head no frantically, his eyes wide and full of unshed tears. The sight of his despair had made Harley's cock twitch in anticipation, turned on by the suffering in those teal eyes. Smirking, he'd began fucking his fingers back and forth inside that little ass, watching as the child's face screwed up in pain. It was tight, so tight it was almost unbelievable, but Harley knew that with enough work, he could make it fit. Even if it hurt, that was fine. The important thing was getting to break that ass in by raping it apart. And Shai, sweet, adorable, friendless Shai, who only had one living family member, had no one to notice he was gone or was hurt. So it was going to be him who the twins broke in, whether he liked it or not.
"That's it," Harley murmured as he worked that virgin hole open, "let me into that ass, little boy. Fuck, you're tight. You'll feel so good around my cock..."
Shai shook his head no, begging as best he could with his sounds muffled. Frantically, he bit down on Tinsley's hand. The teen dropped him. Before Shai could get on his feet to bolt however, both teens were kicking him, repeatedly and hard, into his ribs, his stomach, and his thighs. The boy curled up, trying to protect himself. That was all they needed. It was easy for them to get him on his back, for Tinsley to shed his pants and underwear, and, to the horror of the crying, terrified child, sit on the boy's face. His asshole pressed down atop Shai's mouth, ass settling over his nose, cutting off airflow. Dizzy and weak, the nine year old was in no shape to stop Harley from grabbing his thighs, pushing them apart, and kneeling down above him.
Harley's cock pressed into Shai's virgin hole at the same time Tinsley shifted position to give him air but flexed his hole against the unwilling child's lips.
"Eat my ass," Tinsley commanded, voice low and husky. "Lick every inch of me, you little bitch."
"Take my dick and eat my brother out, or we'll fucking kill you," Harley added, and that was when his cock had begun to breach that little hole.
His cockhead sank into Shai, making the boy's mouth open reflexively in pain. The led to his tongue touching Tinsely's asshole, which made him jerk back, trying to get away. Tinsley sat down on his face in retaliation, cutting off the child's air as his twin pushed into that tight, hot ass. Pain split Shai open. He could barely think, but he desperately wanted air, enough to open up his mouth again and stick his tongue out, letting it lick against that hole in a terrified bid to be allowed to breathe. Tinsley lifted off of him enough to let the nine year old breathe through his nose again. Shai could feel the teen's hole against his mouth and his balls resting on his chin. It was equal parts disgusting and fear-inducing. Then Harley rutted forward into the boy's ass, and Shai screamed into Tinsley, pain ripping through him.
Harley began pushing into the boy in earnest, fighting to get more and more cock into a tight, resistant space not built to take the width or girth. The nine year old's sounds grew more frequent and agonized as the sixteen year old impaled him on his cock. He was ruthless, not caring if it hurt, enjoying it even more when Shai's body tightened around his cock in a desperate bid to keep him out. Each inch was a victory, each twitch of those slutty little muscles a declaration of defeat. The child's body was so soft and smooth, his skin was almost velvety, a contrast of sensations to the harshness of the ground underneath them. His small, tight ass was heaven for Harley, so tight it was a challenge to get in, but once in, it gripped his cock so hard it was almost painful. He moaned, thrusting instinctively, watching his cock disappear into that tiny hole.
With Shai's mouth wide open, Tinsley was free to lift up off of him, grab his asscheeks, spread himself wide and plant his hole atop the child's mouth. The boy's small, hot tongue wiggled against his asshole's rim wonderfully, making him moan. Fuck, little boy mouths felt good, so small and delicate and warm, like they were made to be used. He felt himself get harder, knowing that he was making an innocent kid rim him and eat his ass out, right here on the street. It was so debauched, he couldn't quit, especially when Harley started really fucking into him, making the boy feel like he was being split in two. Every pained sound out of that mouth vibrated against Tinsley's hole, adding to his pleasure.
Crying, the trapped nine year old didn't hold back the yelps and shrieks that tore out of him as Harley began thrusting in and out of his unused hole, his cock pushing and stretching that tight, velvety channel. The teen swore aloud at how good it felt to fuck a little boy. The sound of his cock slurping in and out of that hole filled the air, a wet, obscene sound that was music to the ears of the sadistic teen. He watched as the little boy's ass cheeks jiggled with each brutal thrust, the cleft of his ass framing that delicious hole, and his tiny balls bobbed up and down with the movement. It was mesmerizing, and it only grew better as Shai's pained sounds grew louder, smothered by Tinsley's ass. The sight of his brother riding the nine year old's face was hot, too, his hard cock thick and jostling as he rocked his hips back and forth over that unwilling mouth. They were taking two kinds of the kid's virginity today, tainting Shai's memories so that when he thought of his first time, he'd remember a hole against his lips and a huge cock in his ass.
Above the whimpering child, Tinsley was enjoying himself immensely. The little boy's tongue was clumsy and fumbling, but there was something hot about that, about the fearfulness and uncertainty of it. There was nothing quite as hot as the way every faltering movement reminded Tinsley that the kid had likely never seen an asshole up close before, let alone touched one. Now his tongue was laving against the teen's hold, which unclenched and spread nice and wide to let him in. The boy's tongue flickered, unsure, and Tinsley pushed down a little more, wiggling, getting it in deeper, feeling it poke into him. It was wonderful, wet and small and touching a place in him he'd always wanted to have another person's tongue.
The teen twins began moving, each enjoying one of the boy's holes. His mouth, open in horror and pain, was easy to grind down onto and enjoy, his whimpers vibrating into Tinsley's ass. Harley couldn't get enough of Shai's tight boyhole, that ass that gripped him firmly, drawing him into the beautiful boy deeper and deeper. Both blonds began to rock in counter-time to each over, the motions making the nine year old's body shift back and forth, creating a steady rhythm, not so fast that they would come too soon, not too slow to enjoy. They wanted to let themselves savor this rape, this violation of a scared, shaking, gorgeous little boy, whose cock they each reached out to fondle in turn as they used him.
As Harley fucked that wonderfully tight ass, he reached down and gripped Shai's balls, which were bigger than his actual dick. The little boy cried out, but couldn't fight back, instead reduced to weak sounds of protest largely swallowed up by Tinsley's ass. While he rubbed his hole back and forth over those soft, childish, silky-soft lips and nose, his balls dragged over the nine year old's chin, the smooth skin there providing just the right amount of friction. Both twins had the same huge cock, and while one was buried in that cute little bubble butt, the other was stiff and proud up above him, a thought that scared Shai half to death. It excited Tinsley, though, that he was hard from riding a boy's face, and he could see in Harley's approving look that he liked it, too. They both liked hurting this adorable, fuckable little creature, this sexy boybitch who got hotter the more they defiled him.
"Look at you, Tins," Harley grunted, watching his twin's cock bob, "getting hard because you're breaking in a little boy. You like making little boys eat your ass out?"
"I love it. He's licking my hole nice and clean. Does his ass feel good?" Tinsley asked breathlessly, making his brother grin in response.
"It feels perfect," he half-moaned, putting his weight into his thrusts to get his entire cock into the child's ass. "His slutty hole grabs onto my cock and won't let go. Fuck, I can feel his insides."
Shai's body was a mess of pain and violation. The pressure on his prostate was unbearable, and he was crying too hard to breathe around Tinsley's ass. The taste of something sour filled his mouth and he realized it was the teen's sweat. He could feel the older boy's balls slapping against his chin and cheeks with each movement, and he had to force his mouth to keep up with the demand to keep breathing. He didn't want to know what would happen if he stopped, if he couldn't get air, but he also didn't want to taste anything else coming out of that asshole. A part of him wondered if it might be better to just die instead of having to keep doing this. He felt so dirty, so used, so utterly destroyed, and all he could do was lay there and take it, his tiny, untouched body being claimed by the two monsters above him.
He rapidly found he was having another problem. That huge cock in his small body had filled him up, and instead of thrusting, Harley took some time to enjoy being balls-deep in a sexy little fucktoy. There was, however, only so much room inside of Shai. Since he hadn't had time to get home and go to the bathroom, his bladder was painfully full. It hurt inside him, as if there wasn't enough space to contain both Harley's cock and his own organs. Shain could feel the wetness of his shirt clinging to his skin, soaked with piss. The smell of urine seemed hard to escape, even as his body twitched, every muscle he had trying to work to keep his own inside him. But once Harley began thrusting, his dick hitting his prostate, cock jolting with the force of it, suddenly, there was not almost about it. There simply wasn't enough room.
Humiliated, Shai began to piss himself as the two teens continued to use his body. Trapped on his back on the ground between two sadists, his bladder had no choice but to give way under the pressure of Harley's thick cock. The feeling of his own hot urine mixing with the mess of sweat and tears on his skin made him feel like the world's smallest, most worthless creature. Neither teen slowed in their fucking of him, both moaning quietly and chuckling, enjoying his humiliation. The smell of piss grew stronger as he wet himself, adding another layer of horror to the scene playing out in the alleyway.
"Well," Tinsley announced, smiling, "if you're going to go potty, so am I."
That was all the warning Shai got before he felt shit begin to hit his tongue. Instinctively, he tried to close his mouth, but the teen sank down, crushing his face, cutting off his air. Shai's mouth opened, involuntarily letting in the disgusting mess of Tinsley's bowels. The smell was so thick and powerful that he couldn't help but gag, choking on the foulness. But the teen held him firmly, not letting him get away, making sure the nine year old had two options. He could take it in, or he could suffocate to death like this, piss-soaked, a cock in his ass, a sadist's hole on his mouth. Desperate to live, Shai's mouth opened, letting in a stream of hot diarrhea. It was thick and sludgy, and he could feel it coating his teeth and tongue, filling his mouth with a bitter taste.
Tinsley moaned aloud, lost in how aroused he was. He was doing it. He was making an innocent, virginal boy not only eat him out, but swallow his shit. It was like a dream come true, and he didn't want it to end. His cock grew harder and harder as he used Shai's face, and he began to thrust down onto the child's tongue, making him gag and choke, which only made him more excited. The little whimpers and gags were music to his ears. He let up only enough to keep the boybitch breathing, so he could keep making those incredible sounds. Shai was miserable beneath him, his face buried in that muscular, teenage ass, his mouth full of shit, his ass being split apart by Harley's monster cock, his own urine soaking the ground under him. Every part of that was depraved, and each depravity made Tinsley feel better than the last, seeing this humiliated child forced into such a degrading act.
Harley was enjoying himself, too. He watched his brother's ass cheeks clench around the kid's mouth, listened to the smacking sounds of his dick sliding into that tight, stretched out hole, watched the cleft of that perfect boyass bob with each thrust. He'd never felt so powerful, so in control, than when he was fucking a little boy, taking him so hard and rough that he was sure Shai would never sit down without remembering who'd been in him. And knowing that no one would ever suspect the Adderdales of doing something like this? That was almost as good as seeing Shai, an adorable, baby-faced nine year old, struggle to swallow down mouthfuls of disgusting, vile shit, his cheeks hollowed out with the effort, his eyes watering, his tongue forced to move in the right way to please Tinsley.
The feeling of the child's body shaking, of the way he was being used so thoroughly, was incredible. Harley reached down to grab a handful of those shaking cheeks, to pull them apart and watch the shit ooze out of his mouth and down his chin. The boy was sobbing now, his nose buried in the teen's crack, his tongue forced into motion by the sheer weight of Tinsley's body. His own cock was so hard he thought he might burst, especially as Shai's little body began to convulse around his own. The child's prostate was obviously sensitive, the twins both thought, watching that cute little boydick grow hard, expanding to a full three inches, bobbing inbetween his legs as he was anally raped. The teens shared a look, then got to work.
They didn't just want to rape him. They wanted to brutalize him.
Tinsley sank down onto Shai's mouth again, forcing out more shit, as Harley started fucking that boyhole harder, his cock disappearing into the child's ass with a wet, squelching sound that echoed in the alley. The sound of the child's muffled cries grew even louder, his body jerking and writhing beneath them, as he was used and abused by the two older boys. Tinsley rolled his hips back and forth, smearing shit all over the boy's lips and chin, even as he felt the warmth of the child's tongue inside him. He was lost in his own pleasure, his own power, and didn't notice the tears streaming down Shai's cheeks, mixing with the mess he'd been forced to eat. If he had, he'd probably have come much sooner.
Instead he kept riding the child's face as his twin ruined his ass. Harley's thrusts were fast, ruthless and deep, and Shai felt like he was going to break in half. His tight, unprepared hole was taking a pounding from the older boy's thick cock, and it was all he could do to keep breathing around the mouthful of shit he'd been given. The taste was overwhelming, filling his nose, his mouth, even coating the back of his throat, and he was crying so hard that snot was mixing with the mess. The violent thrusts into his ass felt like they were tearing his ass apart, stabbing him, and Harley showed no signs of slowing down, of pity, of remorse.
If anything, his pace increased as he gazed down at the crying nine year old, loving the sight of a broken little boy in front of him. Shai's ass was a true delight to rape, hot, tight and clingy, like it had been made for his cock alone. Each thrust sent a bolt of pleasure shooting through Harley's body, making him grind his teeth to keep from screaming out in ecstasy. He reached down to squeeze Shai's tiny balls again, enjoying the way the boy's body tightened around his cock. Shai's bald crotch made the drops of urine on him glisten, his fragile young erection looking so delicate and obscenely hot. Harley didn't have to look at his twin to know what they were both thinking: raping this kid had been the best decision they'd ever made, and they were going to do it again.
Tinsley groaned, feeling himself getting closer to climax. The way Shai's tongue had to keep moving to get the shit down was too much. He could feel the boy's nose wiggling against his asshole as he struggled to breathe, his mouth full of teenage feces, and he had to fight back the urge to come right there. Brown was smeared all over Shai's chin and cheeks, painting the nine year old boy, marking him as a thing, not a person. He was just a sextoy, just something for the Adderdale twins to use to get off on. They could piss on him, shit on him, punch him, fuck him, and it was fine, because this piece of trash was worthless. He existed only to be raped until the twins were satisfied.
"Swallow it, baby," he murmured, voice low and uncaring. "Swallow it all for me."
And, miraculously, Shai did, his throat working as he forced down the disgusting mess, his eyes pleading with Tinsley to stop, to let him go. The sight of that submission was everything that Tinsley had needed. He began to jerk his cock furiously, pulling off of the nine year old's abused face so he could aim his cock. Pressure was building up inside his balls, aided by the sight of those terrified teal eyes watching him and that filthy face, defiled, smeared with shit and tears. Fuck, it was better than any porn, better than any fantasy, seeing this boybitch, this slut, this little kid, destroyed like this. He didn't care if it was wrong. He only cared about ruining Shai until his psyche shattered.
He came hard, jerking ropes of cum directly onto that adorable baby face, in Shai's eyes and in his hair, even splattering his cheeks and nose with his hot load. Shai's mouth was open as he tried to catch his breath, so there was no way to avoid cum getting in there too. The salty taste of semen filled his mouth, mixing with the bitter taste of shit, and he had to swallow hard not to throw up. The feeling of Tinsley's cum on his face made him feel so powerless, disgusting, dirty, and utterly used that he was dizzy with it. He'd never felt so worthless before in his life. The teen's balls kept producing an absurd amount of semen, and it washed down over his cheeks and chin, painting him like a sick piece of modern art, the canvas being his face, and the medium was pure degradation.
With his mouth open, Shai's pained sounds were clearer than ever. Hearing the bitch cry made Harley instinctively fuck down into him harder, watching his own cock disappear into that tight, ruined hole, the little boy's ass cheeks quivering with each thrust. He could feel the child's body growing slicker with each passing moment, and he knew that soon, it'd be easy to slide in and out without resistance. That was what he craved, the complete and utter surrender of this little slut. The thought of it made him growl, his teeth clenching as he watched his brother's hand come down to stroke that pathetic little cock that had gotten hard from being raped. It was so hot, seeing Shai's body admit that he was their boyslut, even if his mind didn't know it yet. His body knew what he'd been made for. This kid existed to be raped hard, deep and often, to be used and abused, to be covered in cum and shit and piss, to be fucked until he couldn't walk straight. And Harley was going to make sure he knew it, too.
He raped his ass ferociously, aiming to make that boycock jiggle like a porno, to make Shai feel every inch of his power, to make him understand that this was his place now. The nine year old's cries grew muffled, his voice strained by the sheer volume of cum and shit in his mouth, but his eyes never left Tinsley's, the desperation and pain in them unmistakable. What he didn't realize was that for Tinsley, there was nothing hotter than a little boy's pain and suffering. He jerked the boy's dick, hard, hard enough to hurt, watching with a sadistic glee as the child's eyes grew wide, his body arching as he was brought to a forced, unwilling orgasm. Due to his age, it was a dry orgasm, but his strangled, betrayed cry was as hot as if it had been the full thing.
The sound of the boy's despair and involuntary pleasure had Harley fucking him harder, balls slapping audibly against his skin, his own orgasm fast approaching. God, it felt good, raping a little boy, seeing a little boy come, seeing a child with shit on his face and piss-stained clothing get off and hate every second of it. The teen pedophile moaned, feeling his own orgasm building in his balls, the tightness of that little hole, the way Shai's body was being destroyed by his cock, it was everything he'd ever wanted. He never let up the painful pressure he put on the kid's prostate. Harley wanted this boybitch to feel pain with every step he took, with every movement he made. He wanted to carve out a groove into the nine year old's insides, a perfect groove his cock could fit in any time he wanted it to. Gritting his teeth, Harley held out for as long as he could, relishing every second of this.
Harley cried out as he came, hips bucking, back arching. He made sure he was buried balls-deep in the little boy's ass as he shot his huge load into him. His balls seemed to know this was a special occasion, because he'd never come this hard or for this long before, filling Shai up with cum until the poor kid's hole was forced to stretch to accommodate it all. It was a hot, sticky mess, a mix of his load and the kid's blood. The thought of ruining the child's innocence with his own cum was so intense, so satisfying, that he had to bite his lip to keep from making an even louder, more obscene sound. He stayed inside the spent, fucked kid for a bit, savoring the sight of a defiled prepubescent boy in front of him and the feeling of his own cock twitching with every pulse of his orgasm.
Neither teen had any regret for what they'd done. It felt so natural, so right, to break him in like this. Nothing in their lives had ever made as much sense as raping this boy had. Their blue eyes glimmered with pedophilic lust just looking at his half-hard, deflating boycock, his filthy face and, as Harley pulled out of him, his ruined, gaping hole. They were already planning the next time, eager to do it again and make it even better, to push Shai's boundaries even further and see just what their little plaything was capable of. Looking at his hole, which leaked cum and blood and couldn't seem to close anymore, both of them wished they could rape him again right away, but they had to keep up appearances. They had to go home to dinner with their family, to pretend like they were the good little angels everyone believed them to be.
They helped Shai up, both of them smirking at the way he stumbled, his legs barely holding him up. They watched his little body wobble, his torn ass leaking cum and blood onto the pavement. The sight was hot, but they had to clean up their mess. Tinsley grabbed the kid by his shoulders, forcing him to turn around so that Harley could see the full extent of the damage they'd done. The nine year old's asshole was stretched wide open, raw and pink, a gorgeous contrast to the pale, skin of his back, which his shirt had protected. It was like a tiny, fuckable flower in a sea of innocence, and they hadn't even started on his mouth yet. Both felt a strong desire to rip into him, to grab him by the hips, push into the child and not stop until he bled out on their cocks. If only there were more time. Unfortunately, the Adderdale twins weren't dumb. They had to leave some of him untouched for now, had to give him time to heal up and get ready for the next round. They'd make sure to use him until there was no going back, until he was marked for life, damaged permanently by their dicks.
Until then, all there was to do was remind him sweetly, "Everyone loves us. If you say a word, we'll tell the entire town you're gay and you begged to suck us off and eat our shit."
Then they left, strolling away and leaving the boy, teary-eyed and shaken, to collapse to the ground in the alley, sobs tearing out of his throat until he threw up.
He threw up until he passed out, and, finally, got a moment of blessed relief.