MB-05 Rape Raiders

FOREWORD

Rick Mason looked at the youth who was tied to the fender of the car. He was good looking with only the freshness that a Midwestern teenager can have. Rosy cheeks and strong, firm buttocks. He knew that he was going to enjoy what he was about to do.

“You ready for this big cock?” Rick asked the kid.

“Yes, sir,” the youth responded feebly.

Rick Mason glanced to his side. One of the bikers who had tied up the two kids was starting to suck on one of the other biker’s cocks. Both of them were handsome men with rippling muscles. There was a streak of brutality in them and they had already vented it on the two bound youths. They reserved their kinder moments for themselves.

Rick pulled the youth’s asscheeks apart and poised his cock on the boy’s hole. It was still wet and slippery from what the bikers had done to him. Rick felt a shudder pass through the youth as he held his buttocks apart.

“This big thing of mine is going to split you apart, kid,” he told the youth.

“Please…”

Rick slapped the kid’s ass. “Haven’t you learned anything,” he snapped.

“Thank you… sir,” the youth responded.

“That’s better.”

Rick centered the fat prick he sported on the youth’s asshole. He gave a heavy thrust and the youth’s body winced with the force of the penetration. The cock had sunk in to the hilt in one swift lunge. Rick pulled back and made another strong plunge into the kid.

“You’re going to learn to like that cock even if I have to fuck that ass all night.”

“Ye… Ye… Yes, sir” the youth said.