Hank and Ambrose had been peering low to watch this gulpy display, delighted that there was no pubic hair to hide the boy's sensuous, snarling attack… growing so hot to see his cunt-buried junior-lips in action that they now slipped out of their clothes, their rigid masts of flesh planking out between their hairy thighs, Hank's long and bullet-shaped, while Ambrose's swollen member was as fat and bloated as the rest of his portly body. Once again David felt the gnawing ambivalence of nausea and excitement as he wondered what might still lie ahead for him in this bed, but wanting only to empty his mind as he kept filling his mouth with the jellied walls of Sarah's moistening cavity. Then he shuddered and groaned as he felt something wet and burning capture the knob of his cock and warm downward until his member was fully embedded in the hottest cavern it had ever known…
"My brother's had a touch of malaria ever since the War," clacked Sarah, "so whenever he sucks a body they feel like they're falling right through the Doorway to Hell! You ain't never felt anything so hot, have you, Sonny?"
… Oh damn!.. he's got a fever, David thought dazedly, as that scoop of liquid-fire flamed between his legs… unnn, that explains it, so hold on… tight! But no, it was too much!.. Ambrose's fat wet mouth felt like a drizzling searing torch, as the slobbering stout libertine gobbled and gulped at the boy's genitals, an enraging heat of moist suction and sensation that dipped right down to his balls and then, after a quick steamy breath, swallowed them too…
Whatever happened, David knew he couldn't take much more of that swabbing furnace of a mouth… oooh Jesus, that big soft St. Bernard tongue was drivin' him crazy… Aw, somebody come and drag that gulping animal off me!.. like being eaten alive… a look of panic in David's eyes now, that Sarah quickly identified, knowing he was about to come, but wanting all his sassy boy-creams for herself. She snapped her skinny fingers and let out a signal war-cry which Ambrose at once understood, for he slipped the huge throbbing meat out of his mouth and backed off the bed… after which Sarah slid swiftly downward on David's thrust-up member until her mouth-moistened crotch folded neatly over the wet head of it, and then, with a victory-squeal, she sat right down on it just as nice as you please… pfluuoomp!.. David licking away her moistures and gasping to see his cock disappear right up the shaven nook and ditch of her… and ohhh, wait… wait… "OoohmyGod!" he cried out, his body trembling and ravaged by these snowballing lusts they'd heaped upon him… unnn, finding all his soft and spouting places… Cackling like a banshee on a bum-trip, Sarah leapt up and down on his pulsating wet pole, bouncing and slotting and looking like she'd have to be nailed down to the floor any minute… while David felt like a lost and floundering wino, gone drunk and headless and cockless and oounnn!.. so gloriously tunneled-up and claimed by this lovely obnoxious gore, these gargoyle-cretins supping on him… Oooh!.. pirate-cannibals feeding at his innards and making him bow down to the scourge of what they brought him… and oh Christ, how he loved what was happening to his body, as if he'd sent out certain parts of it to be tuned-up, reconditioned… and they were sending it back to him, newer and shinier than ever… Sarah bouncing tirelessly now and David wondering how long he could damn up those bursting sprays… turning to the side and noticing how close lanky-Hank stood as he jagged his meat and stared down at his moist mouth… and David wondered crazily if he were now about to suck his first cock… Hank grinning slimily now and climbing up over the boy, as his wife kept whacking her antic bottom up and down below…
Hank straddling David's face now, the boy gaping at the man's long, angry-looking prick and heavy balls… then growing even more panicky as Hank kept raising higher, his cock thankfully out of reach of David's mouth now, but his fat drooping balls tapping his chin… "Lick my balls while I pull myself off!" Hank said hoarsely. "Then when I'm ready to shoot, stuff-em both in your mouth at once. Always like to see balls in a kid's mouth when I pop…!" David tried to tell himself he was getting off easy, since balls weren't as long as a cock and didn't erupt. But he felt much too charged-up from Sarah's galloping journey to form any more cogent thoughts on the subject… so he flicked out his tongue and licked lanky-Hank's big balls, as the man masturbated himself and leered down to watch this stranger's young tongue lapping at his flesh… Sarah shrieking out her Halloween-squeals and flouncing up and down so madly that David could feel nothing but a sweet euphoria… as he watched the streaming arc and semen-spurt graze over his head and hit the pillow while Hank groaned and shot his load… David dutifully stuffing those fat man-balls in his mouth and thinking of round breasts without nipples and unnn!.. Wait… gasping and flexing his muscles, for now he, too, was relinquishing all the swirling foams within him. "OooWHEE!" cackled slamming Sarah, "Ooooooh!.. Drown me, youngster, gush all that Sunday-school cream right up into me!" Hank carefully slipping his testicles from between David's lips and moving off the bed… as Sarah flipped upwards, mopped her cranny with the bedspread, and said: "Quick, turn him over while he's still limp and spent!" David half-dreamily licking the salty taste of testes from his lips as Hank and Ambrose suddenly grabbed the boy and flipped him over on his belly… Ambrose swiftly unfastening the handcuffs and spreading David's arms up above his head, after which he and Hank slid his body lower on the bed and fastened his wrists together on the Hank-wet pillow. David was still breathless and reeling from his own powerful orgasm, only dimly realizing what they meant to do with him now, as Ambrose barked: "Up on your knees, Sonny! We got an old saying in our family: we think all boys who fuck should be fucked…"
"That's right, sweetie," said Sarah, "these boys gotta screw everybody who screws me! We made a pact."
David felt their hands propping him up from behind, and knew that his lithe hard ass now shot up for all to see, crudely spread and exposed… suburban country-club hubby pared open to the core… Sarah prancing gleefully close to the bed… "Turn your pretty head towards me, boy, 'cause you're gonna get stuffed like a Christmas turkey, and I want you to look right into my eyes every minute it's happening!.. understand me?… Keep starin' at me while they're doin' it to you…!"
Sarah got down on her knees and pressed her face close to David's, then waved her arm at the boys as a signal to begin. David felt the quick cool moisture being dabbed at his anus, and knew at once they were applying the margarine there. He cringed and tried to contract his rectal muscles as he felt the newly mingled churning of fear and excitement… thought, too, of the vast sums of money he'd be making… "Aw Jesus, what a keester!" howled Ambrose, crawling behind the flared-out boy. "Like two round, white apples!" He jabbed the thick snout of his cock between the thrust-up buttocks, aiming and centering the hefty rod of flesh… then fiercely pressing it against the tight opening, David feeling odd expectant tremors and sensations back there, but positive that nothing that thick could ever enter there… so he relaxed a little and waited for them to give up. It was then that Ambrose plunged his cock fully up that small, resisting channel, mercilessly spreading the cheeks apart and hurling every inch upwards and in and grinding… "Uuaagghhf!" David let out a crucial cry of agony and shock, for it felt as if a hot iron poker had been crammed up his bowels, oooh!.. No, man… It hurts, it hurts!.. biting down hard on his underlip and closing his eyes so he wouldn't have to look at Sarah's face that nuzzled in close to his… "Keep those eyes open, boy!" she ordered him. "You tryin' to spoil it for me?" David opened his eyes again and let them meet her leering hawklike stare, as Ambrose rammed and lunged more cruelly in and out of him, digging his nails into the boy's back as he fucked him, grunting like a hog… Hank standing near to catch the boy's facial expressions under this throttling attack… David feeling more distorted and exposed and humiliated with every lashing stroke… Ambrose now launching a tearing, banging rampage of lust, his tongue flopping out over his fat lips as he madly snarled and deepened his entry, and then quickly shot and bolted all his saved-up juices, spiking the boy's rump off the bed a few inches, as David gulped and groaned and let himself confess to the grisly sting of pleasure that was now surging about his prostate… Sarah giggling and pressing her dry waspish lips to his as she sensed the arrival of his anguished joy, biting his lips in her excitement for his discovery. David grew even more exquisitely revolted… then winced as Ambrose slid his member brutally out… but quivered anew as Hank quickly replaced him, his long streamlined pole charging up even deeper… Ooooh Christ! The boy felt something rip and throb and divide with this more pointed invasion… Hank gripping the boy's shoulders and slamming him back onto his spear… "Aw Sarah, I think we got us another cherry for our collection!" Hank roared. Oooh man, what a tight bouncing baby boy…" pounding, thudding… digging and now streaming out his second load of the day… Sarah giggling and running her tongue over the boy's lips… but David suddenly crying out in surprise and wonder… "Ooh hey… wait… I'm… I'm coming!.. not even hard… but ahhhh!.. please!.. it's here…!" David couldn't understand what was happening… with all that twisted agony inside of him, how could he feel like… like this?