"All right, then let's just say I wanna do whatever makes you happy," said Ambrose. Then he thrust out a meat-hook of a hand and shoved David's face down against his naked breasts. "Go to it, boy, I can't stand to watch your hungry face another minute…"
Amidst more shrieks and giggles. Hank and Sarah ran eagerly across the room for a close view of this performance. David felt the hot-spike of manly nipple brush against his mouth and as he felt the burning heat of their eyes, he slowly parted his lips and let the yeasty ape-flesh slide in against his tongue… his eyes darting feverishly to their faces as they gaped and ogled… their eyes on his mouth making him hungrier for this depravity, as now David pulled more of the pendulous member into his mouth, sucking and swabbing and growing crazily excited to have witnesses see his lips in that unlikely place…
… While in the living-room all of Valerie's patrons rose to their feet in panting tribute. Even their hostess stopped doing her nails long enough to peer closer at this scene, both excited by what she saw, and proud of her own judgment. She'd certainly been right about David; he'd been crying for the sewer all his life…
The harder David sucked at fat-Ambrose's bosom, the harder his cock stood out… which, to him, seemed like some fantastic miracle, as he felt the dizzying tremors of uncharted passions, knowing he was being debased and lowered before alien eyes, and oh God, how he gloried in the dirty thrill of it! To uncleanse himself at last, to show the world once and for all that he wasn't pure and saintly and untried… and oh man, what a gloriously filthy revelation… to taste this swollen forbidden ugliness… the groveling indignities and distortions of finding appetites for that which was the epitome of all revulsion… simply because nobody in the world would expect him to be doing this… and oooh, he was doing it, under dirty recording eyes… sucking the fat man's breasts, and making good on this the very first day of his career…
"All right, stand back and let me see your progress," said Ambrose, pushing the boy's head away. "Stand up straight."
David did so, and all three silently appraised the pink-glowed erection that jabbed out of his briefs.
"Hank, honey, take off the baby's panties now," said Sarah.
Hank bent before David and slowly unravelled the briefs, one hand gripping the stiff throbbing cock while he pulled the garment down.
"My sis likes to see her husband with a strange man's dick in his hand," Ambrose explained conversationally.
"Aw, the fink!.. Look, it's gettin' soft!" complained Hank, rising and glowering at David.
"Well, I refuse to give in and let him suck my tits again!" announced fat-Ambrose, stamping his foot rebelliously, his hands flailing up to cover his dowager-breasts.
"I know what to do!" giggled Sarah. She scampered over to the bed where she'd thrown her enormous handbag. She dug inside and brought out a small, gleaming package, then scooted back to the group. "Here Hank, honey, slap some of this on his pecker, and then give him a good jerkin' with your long bony fingers…"
Hank unpeeled the package, and David saw at once that it contained margarine. Holy Christ! Now they're going to baste me…! Then he gasped as he felt Hank's fingers applying the cool, slippery substance all up and down his cock… Hank sinking back down on his knees and ferociously starting to masturbate the boy, an imbecilic grin on his face. David instantly felt the new swelling and let out an involuntary groan, for it was such a wet and buttery feeling… ohhhh!.. up and down and what the hell did they want from him!.. repulsive creeps gettin' him hotter than he'd ever been in his life… "Aw… better hold it," he moaned, gazing down at his gleaming greased-up prick and, abstractedly, finding it just as photogenic as Valerie said it was, but ummm!.. it was much too damp to be handled like that… or hell, maybe they wanted to see him spray out all over them… was that it? "Do you… do you people want it to happen like this…?"
"Jesus, look at his eyes!" jeered fat-Ambrose. "Look at them poppin' degenerate eyes on him… OohmyGod, is this pervert ever in the right business!"
Then everything happened so fast, David had very little time for new reactions. Fat-Ambrose disappeared somewhere behind him, and Sarah gripped her husband's jagging hand and pressed it so tightly around David's prick that he cried out with sudden pain. Now both Hank and Sarah were digging their fingers into his thick wet meat. "Put your hands behind your back if you want us to let go!" ordered Hank.
David quickly did as they asked, and they dropped his cock. Then he heard a clanging sound behind him, the feel of cold steel about his wrists, and knew at once that Ambrose had fastened a pair of handcuffs on him. He thought instantly of the Vice-Squad, but felt sure they'd never probe this far into a scene before making an arrest. He opened his mouth to protest, but felt a wide piece of black adhesive tape flap tightly across his lips.
"All right, boys, lift him up and get him over to the bed," cried Sarah. "He's gonna find out we don't believe in pampering our love-slaves!"
As the men hauled his nude husky body towards the bed. David decided they were going a little too far, because he didn't go for all this bossy manhandling… except that he supposed this wasn't really true, because as they carried him, his prick stayed as hard and excited as ever… bobbing and expanding as they hurled him flat on the bed. David now gaped wildly as giggling Sarah climbed on top of him, digging her nails into his nipples until he grunted from the sting. She plopped her cool skimpy flanks on his chest and straddled her legs over his head until her scrawny thighs pressed against his ears. David glared curiously at her long and ragged split-labia, the first he'd ever seen without its customary lunatic-fringe. While he was trying to determine exactly what was wanted of him in this helpless state, Sarah let out a lusty cackle and in a single savage gesture, ripped the tape off his lips. David winced and opened his mouth to cry out, but his protests were instantly muffled by Sarah's hot and gaping vagina. She had lurched up and crushed the tender meaty slit deep against his parted mouth, and as David gasped and tried to get his breath, she spread the gnarled lips of her cunt and sank in on him, furrowing, angling, giggling. David's tongue caught the circling inside that deep crease of flesh… the others shouting out orders:
"Aw suck her where she sits boy!" roared Ambrose. "Keep diggin' that schoolboy tongue 'til she tells'ya to stop…!
"I'm a Grandmother, Sonny," said Sarah, squirming and sliding her urine-flavored bottom all over his face, "does that make you any thirstier?"
"Oooh!.. Eat the Granny-Cranny!" yelled Hank, clapping his hands idiotically and bending low to watch this gulpy action, overjoyed to see another, much younger guy taking over his chores for once.
David felt a new and writhing turmoil in his loins, a lashing greed that was primitive and jungle-dipped as he licked and pumped up those acrid aging flavors, panting and confused and disturbed by this added defilement… hands bound and mouth trapped at the base of old lady tigress-spout, a devourement that tasted gamier with every thrusting pout of his full and boyish lips… ummm, lap and lick and suck and let these crippling-fresh frenzies grow in your mouth, clean-boy, pure-boy!.. until the voracities became such surging demons that he wished his hands were free to spread this skewered-out hag-pit and bury his whole gutter-swallowing face right up that tangy-wangy witch-nest… And aww, scrape some of yesterday's creams and popped-memories and leavings… Ummm, I'll suck this old bag's gizzard! Goddamn, can't they see how much I like it… aw look at me, you guys! look at Youth making a meal out of the hot-Decrepit!.. always had respect for the Elderly, even my own father-in-law with his skinny nightmare-ass… ummm, wanna sing a hymn to this hole, wanna serenade it… l'il ol' lady creaming by… pop your glands… in my eye… wanna suck the l'il of lady I hold dear to me…" aw… curtsy all over my face, ya creaky bitch!.. bow and squat right here… and ooummm, the name of the game is 'slurp'… and point me to an old-ladies' home quick, I'll drink 'em all…!