CHAPTER FIVE: Of Kitchens and Kidnapping
Caden said good night to the trucker who had stopped for coffee, then hurried to the door as soon as it had closed behind him, turning the sign hanging in the door window to CLOSED. He began to lock the door, then smiled and decided to leave it unlocked.
Billy would be by to pick him up sometime within the next half hour, and he’d be in back, cleaning up. No need to have to run all the way out to let him in. He could find his way back to the kitchen by himself. And that CLOSED sign in the window would discourage any late customers from trying the door.
He walked back into the kitchen and began to sweep the floor. What a dead night it had been! On a drizzly night like tonight, how many customers could an out-of-the-way little restaurant on the outskirts of Hampton draw? The boss must have asked himself that question and answered it, because he’d left an hour early, leaving Caden to deal with any last-minute customers who might stop for coffee or a quick sandwich. And he’d also entrusted him with the keys so he could lock the place up.
He and Billy would drop the keys off at the boss’ place on the way to Billy’s apartment.
Caden danced a little as he swept. How cozy Billy’s apartment would be on a night like this! So different from the cold and uncomfortable car seats they’d fucked on so many times for lack of someplace warm to go. But he was eighteen now, and he’d moved out of his parents’ house only a few weeks ago.
Billy’s new place was fantastic, with a big springy bed that creaked murder when they fucked and made the fucking that much more fun. Caden loved thinking about fucking Billy.
Billy had beautiful brown eyes. And his prick was so hot and thick. Mmmm, so nice to work on with his hand, so nice to suck on, so nice to shimmy between his legs and receive into his ass. He wondered if any other guy in the world had eyes and a prick as beautiful as Billy’s.
Caden couldn’t wait until he graduated out of high school so they could run away together.
He sighed and picked up the broom again. At that moment, he heard the front door open.
“I’m in the kitchen, hot nuts!” he shouted, chuckling to himself. “Waiting breathlessly for you and your big hot cock!”
A sudden thought came into his head, and he couldn’t resist it. Dropping the broom, he pulled down his pants and underwear quickly, and after he’d kicked them off, he lay down on the wooden-topped chopping table. Then he kicked his spread legs up in the air and waited to hear Billy’s reaction when he stepped into the kitchen. He’d probably squirt off in his pants. Brian loved looking at guys with their legs spread and their asses exposed. He had a whole pile of magazines at home that showed hundreds of guys in that posture. Caden held his breath, trying to keep from laughing, as he stroked himself to an erection.
The kitchen door opened slowly, and Caden heard a low whistle. Then he heard loud clomping, and he looked up to see two of the meanest-looking guys he’d ever seen in his life. One was a big fat bear-like creature, and the other was a short skinny kid. They wore muddy boots, patched jeans, and leather jackets. The big guy’s head was wrapped in a ragged red bandana. The kid’s black hair drooped over his skull as if he’d dipped his head in a bucket of oil. The kid wore a gold ring in his right ear.
They grabbed Caden before he could move, the big guy plastering his hand to his mouth, the kid groping his cock and slid a finger up his ass. As stunned as Caden was, and as much as the dry finger hurt going in, he didn’t hate the feel a finger wiggling inside his ass.
“Don’t make no noise,” the big guy said, glaring at him in a way that didn’t leave any room for doubt that he meant it. “Anybody else in this here joint?”
Caden shook his head. He stared into the man’s eyes as if hypnotized. The kid’s finger squirmed in his ass.
“Gibby,” the big man” said, “go check behind that there door and see if he’s telling us the truth.”
The kid popped his finger out of Caleb’s ass and marched over to the door like a trained robot. He swung open the door.
“It ain’t nothing but a head, Bear—an empty head.” He guffawed. “When we get done with the guy we can flush him down the toilet.”
Caden struggled for the first time.
Bear pressed him down on the table, laying his torso across him. “Damn fool! Get over here! Now you got him all riled! Help me keep him down!”
Caden choked on the fumes billowing out of Bear’s mouth. He smelled like a still. Half his teeth were missing. Bear kissed him on the lips and he almost vomited.
The kid grabbed his feet and pinned his legs down.
“Now,” Bear said. “Me and Gib are gonna take off all your clothes. Just lay there real nice like and let us, ‘cause we’re gonna see you naked one way or the other. Put up a fuss, and we’ll just clout you over that cute noggin so you’ll hear the birdies while we’re stripping you. Understand?”
Caden nodded his head. His heart thumped so hard he could feel it in all the bones of his body. Strange, but he didn’t feel all that scared. Aside from his banging heart, he felt kind of numb. He had the weird feeling that his body was made of plastic and that he was looking out of it at the men undressing him as if he were looking out the window of a room. He lay there, passive .
The men took off every stitch of his clothing.
“Real good,” Bear said, running his hands along Caden’s firm torso. “You’re doing real good, boy. Just lay there nice and easy. Me and Gib, we wanna express our appreciation of the way you welcomed us, with your little legs up and spread and your horny little ass, all small and inviting.”
“Yeah,” the kid said. He plunged his face between legs and began to lick Caden’s prick.
Caden gasped, his hips making a spontaneous jerk.
The big man smiled, showing his sparse-toothed gums. “You like that? Gibby’s one hell of a cock-sucker. He’d sooner eat cock than steak or Twinkies—one of the reasons I keep him around.” He ran his hand down Caden’s tight body. “Ain’t it funny? Me and Gib come in here to maybe rip off some bread and ham, and here we are gettin’ something twice as tasty.”
Caden began to rock his hips as the boy shoved his finger back up Caden’s asshole. He felt as if he were being eaten alive. Hot needles shot up his asshole. He humped his hard prick at the kid’s gnawing mouth.
“Oooooooh!” Cooing moans melted from his lips. “Ahhhh!”
The two men sucked and stroked his electrically charged flesh. Even through the sensations a sense of absolute nakedness and powerlessness tickled the back of his mind, and he began to tremble uncontrollably. He imagined himself being feasted upon by a pack of dogs.
The two men straightened up, looking down at him like a couple of mad scientists trying to decide how to dissect him. The kid unzipped his fly and struggled with his prick. When he at last got his hard prick out, Caden’s eyes were drawn toward it. It was a big cock for such a short kid—bigger even than Billy’s.
Bear looked at the kid’s prick too and grinned. “That cock of yours don’t never go down, does it?”
“Not if I can help it,” Gib said, but he wasn’t looking at Bear as he spoke. He was leering at Caden. “Hey, Bear, why don’t you find me some grease?”
Bear grinned and looked around the kitchen. When he spotted a can of shortening on a shelf next to the stove, he shuffled over and grabbed it, popping the top off as he came back. Gib wiped out a gob of white shortening and worked it onto the head and shaft of his cock.
“Turn him over for me, Bear, huh?”
“My pleasure,” Bear said, and he grabbed Caden and flipped him onto his belly before he could even think of resisting.
“What are you gonna do?” he asked meekly, watching over his shoulder as Gib climbed up on the table between his spread legs, all the while lubricating his big cock with his hand. The shortening had begun to melt from the heat of his cock.
Gib continued to leer.
“What you think he’s gonna do?” Bear chuckled.
Both men laughed at him.
Gib reached down and twisted his greasy fist into Caden’s asscrack. He gasped. Suddenly, the boy slipped two fingers straight up his asshole.
He squealed in shock.
“Up!” Gib said, hooking his fingers inside Caden’s ass and yanking up.
Caden felt as if he were floating up to his hands and knees. His arms and legs quavered under him. Billy’d never been so rough with him.
As Gib slapped his ass and told him to hold still, Bear climbed onto the table in front of him and pulled his fat, uncircumcised cock out of his fly. His cock had a potent smell that Caden found strangely appealing.
Bear peeled back the foreskin, exposing his fat cockhead. Caden watched so intently that his eyes crossed. He’d heard of uncut cocks, but he’d never seen one before. Bear’s uncut cock so fascinated him that he almost forgot Gib behind him. He became suddenly aware of him again, however, when he felt the burning knob of his greased prick twisting against his asspucker.
He tried to pull away. “Nooooooo! Uh! Uh! Uhhhhhhh!”
Gib’s big prick thrust into his ass. He felt as if he’d been impaled on a hot-water pipe.
“Oh, God! Oh, God! Don’t! Please! Oh, don’t!” His asshole felt as if it had been split in a dozen places. “Oh, pl—”
Bear’s uncut cock stuffed his words back down his throat.
Caden choked, his jaws aching. He was so stuffed full of cockmeat that he thought his eyes might pop out from the pressure. The scent and taste of Bear’s cock filled his head. Gib’s cock flexed in the depths of his ass and began to slide.
“Ahhh, real tight little ass!” Gib muttered.
“Hot throat, too!” Bear grunted.
They both chuckled and began to hump, Gib fucking his bucking cock up Caden’s asshole and Bear pumping his cock in and out of his face.
This was unlike anything Caden had ever imagined. He felt like an accordion between the two humping men. Spit leaked out of his mouth, dripping from the underside of Bear’s cockshaft, leaking down over his big hairy nuts.
He felt as if a greased arm was sliding in and out of his asshole. He could do nothing but shiver, allowing the brutal men to fuck him for their pleasure.
His head swirled inside. He almost forgot where he was. He closed his eyes and got fucked. Fucked, fucked, fucked! Strangely, he felt no pain anymore. He’d stopped choking as his throat had adjusted to the assault of Bear’s meaty cock, and now his asshole felt mostly numb, with a pleasant warm sensation starting to grow inside it as Gib’s big prick pumped in and out.
I’m getting raped, he told himself. And, unbelievably, he was enjoying it! He reached between his legs and caught a handful of his dripping, sizzling cock-flesh. He squeezed his prick, feeling it get even harder.
He found himself contracting the muscles in his ass and cock, squeezing Gib’s plunging cock with the walls of his shitter. His throat muscles writhed as he sucked and licked Bear’s juicy uncut cock.
The two men shot off simultaneously, bellowing like two mad bulls. Bear’s hot jism spurted down his throat. Gib’s hot cum squirted into the pit of his asshole. He felt his own orgasm coming on.
“What the hell?” a voice screamed. He recognized it immediately as Billy’s.
The two big cocks, still flexing and spurting, popped out of his fuckholes. As the two men leaped off the table, he fell flat. Lying there naked, his head woozy, he felt every nerve in his body tingling. He felt the air nibble around the edges of his asshole for a few moments. Then he felt his asshole close. As he lay panting, he could still feel the two big phantom cocks, slick and hard, sliding in and out of his mouth and ass, and he moaned, momentarily frustrated that the real cocks weren’t inside him anymore. When he’d finally recovered his mind, he became aware that the place was dead silent.
He sat up and looked around. Nobody in sight. He saw his clothes heaped on the floor, and he slid off the table and began dressing, not bothering to wipe off the cum that was leaking out of his asshole. As soon as he’d gotten his dress on, he ran out front. The front door was open, letting in the fog. He could see nothing outside but blackness. He rushed behind the counter and picked up the phone, which sat next to the cash register. He dialed O. “Operator.”
“I—I—I need the police.” His voice was so low that he could hardly hear himself.
“Speak louder, please.”
“I—I —”
“Put it down, boy!” Gib came running through the door. He caught Caden hand and slammed the phone down.
Caden looked down. Gib’s huge cock still stuck out of his open fly. It aimed straight out, nearly fully erect, a pearly gob of cum glinting at the piss-slit. Insanely, he found himself giggling.
“Caden! Oh God, Caden!”
He looked up to see Bear forcing Billy through the door, with his arms pinned behind his back. The look of terror in Billy’s brown eyes filled Caden suddenly with an overwhelming fear.
“Leave us alone!” he pleaded. “Please, just leave us alone!”
He rushed from behind the counter and embraced Billy before the mean kid with the earring could stop him.
Bear released Billy, and he and Billy hugged each other, both shivering like cornered rabbits.
Behind the counter, Gib began ransacking the cash register.
