Zack had a plan, as soon as he got to school, and it took him all day to implement it. He had been with three boys at school, in secret, and they would be perfect to help train Dustin. For Dustin had disobeyed the first day he had been with Zack, speaking out of turn, and, if he was supposed to be committed, then he needed to act that way.

Zack had made sure he could spend another day at Dustin's house, calling his mother in the morning before school, promising again to be good. He had written three notes for the boys he knew, passing them in class, at lunch, telling them to meet in secret before they went home for a surprise.

He had been inside all of them, and found them adequate, but lacking what Cody had, or even Dustin, possessing spark and attitude, and rather large erections to boot, but none of the three were as strong, as large, or as forceful as he.

He stood them beside his locker, telling them each what Dustin looked like, telling them the plan, passing them an extra keycard to get into the condo, and which unit it was, telling them to be there by 6.30, to let him have some time to work Dustin over before they arrived.

He also told Cody about the assembly, and told him to come to the condo after he was done with his extra-curriculars. He didn't tell Cody what was going to happen, but promised something good.

Then he left, walking out to see Dustin standing beside the Rolls-Royce, smiling, the wind tossing his hair about, his little arms crossed. His eyes were warm, his gaze soft and unafraid, not knowing what was coming for him when he got home. He got in beside Zack, leaning on him, wanting to kiss Zack's plump lips, to have him inside again, so he asked the Driver to step on it, to get them home.

They entered the condo. Zack dropped his bag by the couch, stripping his shirt off, glaring at Dustin to compel him to do the same, and asked, "What do you want to do with me, boy?"

Dustin shrugged. "I-I dunno Zack, whadda ya want?"

Zack motioned for Dustin to come closer, patting his thigh, and Dustin sat in his lap, giggling when Zack kissed him, nibbling on his lips. A few minutes of kissing, and wrestling, and Dustin was on his hands and knees, on the couch, gripping the sides for dear life, his pants off, his little butt in the air, and Zack's tongue was thrust inside him, making him whimper and groan.

Dustin tasted good down here, his sweat making his skin slick, his soft voice pretty, urging Zack to do more. The rubber band still constricted his little cock, his tiny balls pink and tight up to his body, not left alone as Zack pleasured the boy, getting his hole loose for the onslaught to come. He fingered the boy, stretching him with moisturizer substituting for lube, a purple bottle that Dustin masturbated with resting on the boy's back as he was filled.

Zack alternated between fingers and tongue for a while before he mounted the boy, whispering, "Shhh," as he pushed inside slowly, making every inch feel like a mile, shoving in to his heavy balls to make Dustin seize up, his body wanting to cum, but he couldn't.

Burying himself slowly, pulling Dustin's hair as hard as he thought was reasonable, Zack slapped his hand against Dustin's ass, grabbing his hips to hold it, fucking the boy steady and rough.

"I let up yesterday, Dustin. I let you off easy, but today won't be the same." Another hard, violent thrust to make Dustin whine pathetically. "Shut up queer. You need to relax for what's coming, or you'll wear yourself out. And trust me," he grunted hard, slapping Dustin's ass again, slamming his cock in, "you need your strength."

Dustin moaned, "W-what do you mean?"

"Stop yer talking, boy, I told you to be quiet. Just relax, can you do that?" He slammed in nice and rough, making Dustin whimper for him, gasping as he mashed his face against the couch.

He let Dustin have it for about fifteen minutes before he pulled out, slumping back against the seat.

"Take it in you, chest to chest, boy, come on."

Dustin nodded and crawled up the couch, straddling Zack with his hands on Zack's shoulders, meeting his gaze for approval, but he was denied that, and pulled onto Zack's massive erection. His lips were flushed, full and red, his cheeks pink as he blushed, sliding all the way down Zack's cock.

"Lean back a bit, but hold my shoulders. And shut up, I don't want to hear you whine."

His eyes were far more forceful than Dustin had ever seen them, but he was obeyed, his shoulders gripped with shaking fingers, hissing from how hard Dustin was digging his nails in, but it was alright, he could take it. He grinned at how hard Dustin's little cock was, watching it strain, his little hips rolling as he fucked himself. Dustin tried to kiss Zack, but he was rebuffed with a hand on his chest.

"Obey me." Zack's hand slid down Dustin's sweaty chest, across his belly, and pulled on his little penis, staring into the boy's eyes to see if he enjoyed it, but it looked painful. His eyes were hot, his little face straining as he took it in, whimpering from the way Zack was torturing his little penis, stretching it from bottom to top, pulling on his balls, occasionally faking that he would take the rubber band off, just to see Dustin get excited, and to see his face fall. "You'll get off eventually boy."

Dustin nodded, pushing his forehead against Zack's forehead, but again he was pushed away, stopped from the serious, commanding glare in Zack's eyes. He wasn't meant to enjoy it today, it seemed. He was here for Zack's pleasure, and he was slowly realizing that.

That thought made him ride it harder, pushing up from his thighs, taking it in faster, his moans increasing in frequency, desperate to please Zack. He needed to be a good boy, to be used for what he was good for, and that was sex.

Zack growled, grabbing Dustin's hips and slamming him down, pulling the boy closer to kiss him, glad that Dustin was obeying so well. Their kiss was deep and passionate, full of lust and greed. Dustin leaned against him, needy to please, horny, sweaty, and overall pleasant to be close to.

This lasted until 6.30, until the three boys, Zack's friends, crept into the condo. Dustin was still full of Zack, his mind not working well, focusing simply on the sound of Zack's grunting, powerful voice, the way his cock felt buried inside, filling him completely, but Zack heard them. He knew they were here.

So he pushed Dustin off, taking his cock back, thoroughly surprising the boy, and he stood shakily, seeing Zack's friends, seeing the commanding glare on Zack's face, and knew he was in trouble.

"Z-Zack, who are they?"

Zack stood as well. "My friends. More like acquaintances, but, I've been with them all, and I thought they could help me. Remember when I told you not to speak, the first day I had you? Well, you spoke. You knew the consequences, and you spoke anyways. You wanted them inside you."

They certainly were attractive, in their own rights. From left to right, they appeared to be about 15, 13, and 14, the first boy thin, the second a bit chubby, like Zack, and the third more muscular, as muscular as a 14 year old boy could get.

Zack said, "Their names aren't important, understand me. If they speak to you, you will respond to them, from left to right, as One, Two, and Three. They all will be inside you. You will please them. Boys," Zack looked to each of them. "Don't cum inside him, mouth or ass, he's mine. Cum on his back, his belly, in his hair, on his face, not in him. Dustin," he glared at the boy again, "if you get cum in your mouth, do your best to spit it out, as long as it isn't mine. They're just helping pay a debt you owe me, but they don't have claim to you, understand me?"

Dustin nodded shakily, and he looked ready to speak, his body quivering with fear, his little hands covering his tiny cock, his knees wobbling as he looked desperately about, but he knew he wasn't going to get any help here. He was trapped.

"Take your clothes off boys, I hope you showered."

They obliged him, stripping shirts and pants, kicking off their shoes, their underwear divested to reveal the reason they were here. Each had substantial erections, none as big as Zack, but they were solid, and heavy, and Dustin knew that they would be able to fuck him hard.

"Who's first?" Zack's voice was quite placid, but he looked excited, as though he was ready to see Dustin squirm. Dustin was surprising him in that Dustin wasn't trying to fight for himself. Maybe he was more of a slut than Zack had anticipated, but he had thought Dustin felt a bit more pride then he seemed to feel. He was ready to be used, it seemed, and that would be just fine.

The 14 year old, the one Zack named Three, raised his hand. "I want a crack at his ass first."

Two grinned, and said, "And I'll give him something to suck on."

Zack nodded, holding his hand out towards Dustin. "He's all yours."

They walked around the couch, each grabbing a shoulder, pulling him onto the couch, looking at each other to see how they were going to fuck him, and ended up with Dustin on his hands and knees, looking back nervously to see when he was getting the dick in him. He moaned softly when Three pushed himself inside slowly, all the way in to his balls, being rough and direct, forcing Dustin to take it in him. Two was nicer though, smoothing the hair from Dustin's forehead, smiling at him when Dustin looked up for approval. Two sat on the couch, his hard cock pointed up at Dustin's face, and he whispered something quiet to Dustin.

Whatever he had said made Dustin nod and take his cock all the way in, about seven inches in all, moaning still from how hard Three was fucking him, grabbing his hips, making him sweat again. Zack sat on the couch, patting it so One came and sat beside him.

Zack knew their names, but he knew Dustin would never see or speak to these boys again, so their names didn't matter. They were an obstacle to Dustin, something he had to undergo if he wanted Zack to be with him still. He had to pleasure these boys as thoroughly as he could, to be used by them.

One was the softest of the three boys. He had been a pushover when Zack had fucked him, in the back of the locker room, not trying to defend himself, but he had been a good lay and he had a big dick, so Zack had been fine with having him over. Two was a rather nice boy, a great lay, almost as good as Cody, and Three was just rough, a hard boy to satisfy, although Zack had risen to the challenge.

Dustin's thighs were spread as wide as the couch would let them, his belly tight as he could make it, flexing painfully as he was fucked. Three was being as rough as he could, but Zack didn't raise a hand to stop him, knowing that it would send the wrong message to Dustin. The boy had broken the rules and this was his payment.

Two was getting a long, slow blow job, his head rested back on the couch as it happened, getting sucked off well. His eyes were closed, his hand in Dustin's hair, not pulling, just resting, encouraging him, whispering occasionally.

The only sound was the wet sounds of skin slapping sweaty, sticky skin, growling, and panting. Dustin was moaning around his mouthful, his fingers rubbing on Two's cock, his little hips rolling to take Three in deeper, seeming to want it rough, even though it clearly hurt him.

Zack liked the show because of this. It was fun to watch Dustin work, to know that he was embarrassed, that he couldn't fight, he couldn't cover up. His body was as they intended it to be, two tight holes to fill. Zack had an erection, grinning as he watched Dustin work, glad that he could control his friends enough to get them to do this without questioning themselves morally. Or questioning him.

One was clearly nervous still. He was watching them, he was still very hard, but he had never been inside anyone before, and he had no idea if he could perform to standard. He tried whispering to Zack that he wasn't ready to try, that he didn't want to be made fun of if he wasn't able to please Dustin, if he got soft during.

But Zack whispered, "If you're in him, and you get soft, he's not doing his job well enough. So we'll motivate him. He is good and tight, trust me. You'll get off tonight. Maybe twice."

"T-twice?"

Zack nodded. "Yeah, the plan is for you boys to fuck his mouth and ass, remember? I'm last, to finish the day off, but you guys get him until then. What are you scared for?"

"I'm not scared, I just don't know him, Zack and I don't want to hurt or frighten him!"

Zack rolled his eyes. "If I didn't hurt him, you won't. I'm longer and thicker than all three of you fools, and he's wet. If you hurt him, you're doing something wrong."

One nodded, watching the proceedings incredulously, sitting apart from Zack, as though he wasn't comfortable here. Whatever.

Three was the first to cum, pulling his cock out to shoot on Dustin's back, rubbing his cock to get off. He growled, "Zack, that wasn't as satisfying, why didn't you want us to cum in him? He's a little fag, I know he'd love it in him!"

Zack stood, crossing his arms, and said, "He's mine. I control him. You got off, you didn't enjoy him?"

"He's a great lay, I just wanted to cum inside him!"

Zack shrugged. "Sorry. Get your own boy then. You're not cumming in mine. Relax and you can get your dick sucked. If you're mad, you can go."

Three thought about it before he stood, pushing past Zack and heading into the bathroom to wash his cock. Zack looked at One, snapping his fingers and pointing at Dustin.

"Get in his ass, dude, come on!"

One rose to the occasion, still seeming to not be sure about it, surveying Dustin. He was about to get inside when Two came, shooting all over Dustin's face, grinning at Dustin with a happy glint in his eyes. He kissed Dustin's face, pulling him up to hug him before he nodded at One.

"Get going, dude."

One nodded, sitting with his back to the cushions, pointing at his erection. Dustin made to sit on his lap, chest to chest, but Three was there, striding out of the bathroom, saying, "Reverse, Dustin, I want a blowjob." He was still hard, being quite like Zack in that he could keep going for hours, and he pushed past Zack again, trying to exert his control, grabbing the back of Dustin's head before he was even settled in One's lap, before One was even inside, pushing his thick cock in past Dustin's lips, stretching his jaw to make it go to the back of his throat, and he moaned when Dustin started sucking.

Two stood and kissed Zack on the lips. Two was a boy named Austin, a boy that Zack really liked. He had also been claimed in the locker room, and he had been in a threesome with Cody, two times now. He was cute, had a nice cock for his age, and was friendly and even tempered. He was so friendly, in fact, that he turned Zack about, sitting on the cushion in the middle of the room, and, looking up into Zack's eyes for approval, took Zack's thick cock into first his hand, then his mouth, engulfing it pleasantly.

Zack grabbed the back of his head, pulling Austin's head closer, making him suck all the cock he could fit into his mouth, gagging from the depth, but he had had it in his throat, just like Dustin had, so it was alright. This boy knew some tricks.

Zack heard Dustin moan around his mouthful, and knew that One was inside him now. He glanced back to confirm this, grinning from how hard Dustin was riding it, bouncing up and down on One's cock, sucking Three's dick at the same time, multitasking to the best of his ability, the look on his face earnest and desperate.

Silence still, no communication other than wet slapping and growling. Three was being quite rough to Dustin's throat, One was being a bit weak as he gently cupped Dustin's hips, but Dustin was riding hard, as though he was being power fucked, using his thighs to work up and down the length of it, sweating and moaning desperately, sucking as hard as he could to milk Three, to make him come hard.

Zack turned back, satisfied that Dustin was getting what he deserved, looking into Austin's eyes with a sly, happy smile. He pulled on the boy's head, pushing his cock in even deeper, showing him how hard he was supposed to suck it.

As it always did, this lasted for a while, until he heard Three grunt savagely and cum all over Dustin's face. Zack pushed Austin off, whispering, "Thanks," to him, before he stood, wrapping his arm over Three's shoulders and smiling at him. "Was he good?"

Dustin was panting, trying to keep cum from getting into his mouth, and failing, but his fingers collected what he couldn't expel on his own, looking at Zack's cock, and into his eyes. Three nodded.

"He was very good, although I'd still like to cum inside him." He pulled away from Zack and slumped down on the couch a few feet down from Dustin.

Zack shrugged. "Sorry dude, but he's mine. Relax, you can get him again if you want it. Want more?" He looked at Austin, now reverted to his title of Two as he stood in front of Dustin, his cock hard from the excitement of being here, as he petted Dustin's hair, smiling at the boy.

"In his ass, maybe. Let's let his jaw rest for a minute."

Zack shrugged, kissing Dustin on his cheek, watching him ride strongly, and he asked One, "Having trouble staying hard?"

He heard a gasp, and a whimpered, "N-no!"

Zack chuckled, sitting beside his friend. "Take your time; we have all night to fuck him." Dustin's back flexed as he worked, sliding up and down the shaft of One's cock, trying to keep the same pace to pleasure him, still sweating down the length of himself.

Then One grunted, "I-I don't have time, Zack, I can't hold it!" He pushed Dustin off as he started to cum, grabbing his cock with a shaking hand, blushing as he came all over himself, rubbing his cock, squeezing his balls to empty himself. Dustin looked unsettled, surrounded by the other boys, as Zack rose to grab him and toss him on the center cushion, on his back, no matter how much cum was on him.

Zack snapped his fingers, pointing at Dustin, and ordered Two, "Get inside his ass, now."

Two happily obliged, kissing Dustin on the cheek as he knelt on the floor, pulling Dustin's legs apart to get inside him, sliding in smoothly, carefully, to his balls. He let out a moan, glancing hotly into Dustin's eyes, then up at Zack. This was the first time he had ever entered someone, and the heat was incredible, constricting his cock in a wonderful way. He was squeezed by Dustin's tight insides, moaning again as he pulled back and thrust in.

Zack crouched beside him, putting a hand on Two's shoulder, whispering, "Stay deep for a few seconds; let him feel the entire length, so his body can adjust, then, thrust from your hips. Pound into him, he can take it, just go as deep and as hard as you can manage, and you'll get off quick."

Two nodded, leaving it deep, shifting around a bit to get comfortable, feeling Dustin's insides throbbing around his cock, and, after a few moments, pulled back almost all the way, and slammed it all the way in deep, forcing a heavy, pretty groan from Dustin's throat. He looked up at Two, and at Zack, his eyes wide and hopeless, his blushing cheeks telling them he wasn't ready for this, but Zack knew he would take all that he was required to take. His thighs were spread wide, his little straining erection quite cute as it flopped pathetically on his belly, barely able to leak a thin bead of precum out onto his skin, to mix with what the boys had given him so far.

Two was grabbing his hips, leaning over him and thrusting methodically, his belly tight as he worked in, squeezing his bum to get that extra thrusting power, to fuck Dustin deep and hard with each thrust. While not as big or even a quarter as experienced as Zack, Two was still giving Dustin reason to moan and complain, grunting heavily as he strained, and flexed, rolling his hips to take it in deeper, his teeth gritted to keep his voice in. His hands gripped the edges of the cushion with white knuckles, his entire body quivering as he tried to keep still and silent, so he could be enjoyed like a good boy.

Then, Two asked, "How you doing Dustin?"

Dustin shook his head, and before he could speak, Zack growled, "Don't speak, boy, it isn't your place to talk." To Two, Zack grunted, "Just focus on fucking him, alright?"

Two shrugged, speeding his thrusts up to fuck Dustin stronger, letting his hips go to slide his hands up to Dustin's thighs, pushing them open and pounding into him, his belly still clenched, his eyes rolling back in his head as he glanced over at Zack.

"You aren't about to cum, are you? You just got inside him!"

Two shook his head. "Naw, he's just really tight, I can't believe it."

Zack nodded, grinning savagely, staring into Dustin's eyes. "Nod or shake your head, don't speak, are you sore?"

Dustin nodded, letting a little gasp free from his straining throat, his head pushing back on the cushion as he flexed.

Zack nodded again. "Great. Have fun with his ass, I'm going to go wash up." He looked over at Three. "Come with me."

Three nodded and followed Zack to the bathroom, to the shower stall, and in together, to get clean and ready for what would be the finale. They had discussed this, how they would cap the night off, to completely wreck Dustin.

Zack showered, sharing the water with Three, each cleaning himself thoroughly, to be clean for the final act, when they would share Dustin. They were buzzing, quiet but collectively excited, although Zack could tell that Three was going to try and upstage him.

Try.

Zack whispered, "You're in his ass first, I'm in his mouth, then switch. Do not cum inside him, understand me?"

"I heard you the first fucking time, dude, relax."

"I own him. Just like, you wanted to fuck Cody, but you know he's off limits. Cody is mine, as is Dustin. I'm not trying to be an asshole, I'm just making sure what's mine stays that way. If you had a boy, I'd respect that he was yours. Okay?"

Three glared into Zack's eyes for a moment before he nodded, whispering, "Okay. I won't cum inside him."

He pulled away from the water, drying off before he left the bathroom, leaving Zack to think for a moment. He stood in the cascade of water, his body glittering and glistening, droplets of water sliding down his chubby belly, dripping off his hard, powerful cock, and his balls, running down his thighs, and to the floor. He shut the water off, letting himself drip for a moment as he listened to Two fuck Dustin still, and stepped out of the shower, taking a towel to pat himself dry and walk out to the living room.

He wrapped his hair in his towel, stretching up the the ceiling for a moment, and took the blanket off the couch closest to the bay windows. He watched Two fuck Dustin, smiling to see that Dustin was on his belly now, his mouth full of One's cock now, to pleasure him a final time. Three lounged on the couch, his gaze flitting from Zack to the threesome in front of him and back to Zack again.

Zack unfolded the blanket and laid it on the floor flat and straight, the only thing in this room that was truly straight, gathering his bottle of lube, in case Dustin needed it, and fishing in his backpack for a toy he had brought from home, a thick red vibrating dildo, seven inches in length, with a cord that attached to a small machine that allowed the rate of vibration to be altered, slowed down or sped up. It could vibrate up and down the length of itself, pulse, shake, and more, all to make Dustin shiver and whine before he was ravaged. Zack had also brought a proper cock ring, smuggled from the same store the dildo came from, and a four inch butt plug that was usually inside of Cody when he as bad.

The cock ring and butt plug were placed on the corner of the blanket, Zack's backpack discarded, so he sat, crosslegged, and watched Two and One finish fucking Dustin together.

Two came first, barely able to pull his cock out before he popped, his cum shooting all over Dustin's back, from his neck on down. Two squeezed his cock, riding his orgasm out, and when it was over, he got between Dustin's cheeks, spreading Dustin apart to lick and taste his hole, growling from his throat as he did so.

Soon, he pulled away, blushing when he caught Zack staring at him, and said, "I-I, uh, shot some inside him, so I was getting it out. Sorry."

Zack shrugged. "Don't do it again boy. In fact, put your fingers in there." Zack stood and made his way over to Two, who had pushed two careful fingers into Dustin, and Zack's fingers joined in. "Spread him, we need to check deeper."

Dustin looked back as Two grinned, pulling his fingers away from Zack's fingers to make Dustin stretch, and Dustin moaned desperately, not able to look back, but the sliver of his face that Zack could see was bright red.

"Look deep in there, can you see?" Two looked, but shook his head. So Zack whispered, "More fingers, then," he glanced at Three, "help us stretch him, will you?"

They were joined, and the boys, filling Dustin with more fingers than he ever had thought he could take, stretching in opposite directions, forcing Dustin to whimper for them.

"Well, I can't even see past all those fingers, but it was worth a shot." Zack pushed in even deeper, looking at the other boys to get them to follow suite, and the three of them pulled Dustin open, making him hurt so they could explore him. "Can you guys feel any cum in there?"

Both of then shook their heads.

"Deeper then, all the way to the knuckle, spread him, he can take it."

Dustin let out a husky moan when Zack pulled, making Dustin's muscles stretch to the brim, almost as much as his muscles could take, and their fingers collectively sunk, their hands pushed together, wet from the lube left inside Dustin, from the inside if his hole, but still, Zack couldn't feel any cum. Dustin's legs were trying to squirm, to close, to end what surely was quite a bit of pain, but Zack and Two held his legs apart, so he couldn't feel relief.

"Guess you were wrong." He kissed Two on the cheek. "Sit down boys, get ready for the show."

Two nodded, retreating to the couch to sit beside Three, smiling at his friend. While they waited for One to finish, Three got his dick sucked by Two, to get him edged along for later on, but he was pushed away the moment One came on Dustin's face.

Zack stood immediately, grabbing Dustin and pulling him to the blanket, chuckling as he said, "Enjoy the show boys."

He put Dustin on his hands and knees, pouring lube on the toy and sitting to the side of Dustin, so he could look into the boys eyes and access his hole at the same time, as well as afford the other boys with a splendid view of Dustin moaning and whimpering.

He thrust the toy in front of Dustin, so the boy could see it, his eyes crossing comically as he looked at it, and his eyes went wide, looking quickly up at Zack to see if he was joking, but he knew Zack wasn't.

"It's going in, boy, let's see how you react."

Dustin didn't have time to nod, or moan, or protest, for Zack pushed it into him, giving him the entire length with greedy speed, and when it was all the way in, Dustin grunted, looking into Zack's eyes, blushing, his face a bit screwed up from how it felt. Unlike a cock, which is natural and warm and amazing to have inside, the dildo felt alien, uncomfortable and painful, but he knew he couldn't say no, so he bit his lip, still meeting Zack's gaze. Dustin subjected himself to this, knowing the other boys were all staring at him, knowing his bum was thrust in the air for everyone to see, but he didn't have a choice. He would do anything to keep Zack by his side.

Zack showed him the little machine, that held the dials, and whispered, so just Dustin could hear, "You're going to feel strange, all inside you. That toy vibrates and pulses, see. We'll see how long you can last."

There were four dials, all in a line, so he started with the one to the left, spinning it slowly at first, grinning when Dustin's face went smooth, his muscles relaxing, and he tried to get used to that feeling, but Zack started on the next dial, changing the sensation, then the third dial, and soon, Dustin was moaning pathetically.

The fourth dial made the toy inside him vibrate so hard he was worried, above, below, and around that dizzying sensation that filled him, that it would break, but it wasn't, and it wasn't ending, so he panted, looking back at Zack for approval. Zack grinned at him, putting his hand on Dustin's butt, and asked, "I'll bet that doesn't hurt, it feels good, doesn't it?"

Dustin nodded.

Zack, with no warning, slapped Dustin's butt cheeks, hard and quick to make them sting, and Dustin yelped, looking up at Zack with a question on his lips, but Zack spanked him again, and again when it looked like Dustin wanted to speak.

"Quiet boy, you have your orders. Put your head against the blanket and take your medicine."

He spanked Dustin hard, spinning the dial to up the intensity on the toy just a bit more, and Dustin's legs started to twitch and shake involuntarily. Dustin got another slap.

"Put your head against the floor and take your punishment."

Zack pushed Dustin's head down and spanked him hard on the bum, noticing Dustin wince, so again, and again, and again, he was spanked, until the twentieth slap, when Dustin let out a little sob, pushing his head against the floor.

"Yeah, it sure hurts, doesn't it?"

Dustin nodded, wincing again when he was rewarded with another slap, his pink bum betraying the pain he felt, as he was tortured outside, and massaged vigorously inside.

Zack nodded after a minute more, spanking Dustin all over his bum to make it raw and pink, and finally decided that this was enough, so he pushed Dustin onto his back, taking the cock ring in his fingers, showing Dustin what it was.

"Be a good boy, don't cum, and this is going on you. This won't hurt like that rubber band does, I promise. But if you disobey me, if you cum, before you are allowed to, then I'll add another loop the the rubber band. Got me?"

Dustin moaned, nodding desperately, his legs still twitching involuntarily, his belly flexing and straining. His eyes were starting to look a bit puffy, even though he had only been crying for a minute, but the tears were real, and still came as Zack touched a little spot on his belly, an inch above Dustin's hard little penis, and said, "Tighten here if you feel like you're gunna cum, alright? Say, 'slow,' or 'stop' if you're going to cum. Don't you dare disobey me."

He pulled the rubber band off as quick as he could, and a long, thin jet of precum shot out of Dustin's penis and onto his belly, mixing with what the other boys had given him.

Dustin said, looking horrified, a small desperate sob escaping, "I-I didn't mean to Zack!"

Zack glared at him for about ten seconds before he whispered, "That was precum, boy, you got lucky. Don't let it happen again, and don't fucking speak."

Dustin nodded frantically, tensing his belly when Zack touched his little cock, rubbing the sensitive head, squeezing Dustin's balls between the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and Dustin whimpered, "S-s-stop!"

Zack rolled his eyes. "Fucking lightweight." He let Dustin go, rubbing up and down the boy's belly, giving him a moment to relax before he asked, "You calmed down?"

Dustin nodded, moaning when Zack's fingers touched him again, rubbing up and down on his little cock, and squeezed his balls, making him hurt on purpose, glaring into Dustin's eyes to see how the boy would react. He was slow as he touched Dustin, letting the boy try and relax, and focus as he was stretched and fondled, the toy inside him still making him moan and complain, his legs twitching uncontrollably, his toes curled. His muscles were tight, all throughout his body, the cum on his skin trying to dry, but it he was still slick from sweat, still groaning as he was pulled on.

Zack looked at the other boys, grinning to see that they were watching, captivated by the show, and said to them, "Dustin is a great boy because he allows anything-"

"S-stop!"

Zack glared down at Dustin. "You interrupted me." He squeezed hard on Dustin's balls. "Don't do that. Wait for me to finish speaking next time, understand?"

"You're not being v-very fair!"

"You're not being a very good boy. You want me here; you have to submit to me. Is that clear?"

He squeezed again.

"Is, that, clear?"

Dustin groaned, "Yes, yes, YES!" He let out another sob, leaking a few frightened tears out, but his little penis had never been harder.

"Good, now," he took the cock ring in hand, "you seem to be taking a lot more punishment then I thought you could take, so, I'm going to put this on you. I want my dick sucked. I had to go to a few stores, to search for this, to find the smallest cock ring they sold, because," he held his index finger to the tip of Dustin's little cock, and his thumb to the base, and showed Dustin, "you're really small."

Dustin moaned from the embarrassment of that, blushing prettily, closing his eyes, a couple more angry, hot tears spilling down his cum covered cheeks, clearly wishing to be anywhere else, but he sighed with relief that Zack wasn't torturing his little penis any more, and that he hadn't come from the pressure. The cock ring was gathered and applied to Dustin's little cock, bringing back that now familiar feeling of constriction and pain as his blood was trapped, and kept his erection hard.

Zack snapped his fingers, pointing at Dustin, and glowering at Three. "Get in his ass; I'm going to fuck his throat."

He turned the dials to deactivate the toy, pulling it by the cord to take it out of Dustin's ass, forcing a heavy moan from the boy as it stretched his hole, and dropped the toy on the edge of the blanket. Zack dragged Dustin so he was on his knees, holding his thick, hard erection for Dustin to look at, pulling his foreskin back, and put the head of his cock on Dustin's tongue, grunting, "You're going to suck me for a long time, boy, so get ready." He motioned for Two to come over as Dustin started to suck him, long and slow, nodding hopelessly in hopes of pleasing Zack, and Three got behind Dustin, pushing his legs apart to put his cock inside.

As Three entered Dustin, forcing the boy to clench up, Two came up to Zack, asking, "Wuss up?"

Zack pulled him close, glaring down into Dustin's eyes, and said, "Get his underwear, put it on the cushion, and with him," Zack pointed at One, "cum on it. After you're done, bring it over here and put it between Dustin and him." He nodded at Three this time.

Two glanced down at Dustin, but he nodded slowly. "Alright."

Zack grunted is approval, grabbing Dustin by the back of his head, feeling the cum in his hair make it sticky, and let his head fall back, falling into the pleasure of getting sucked like this. Dustin was earnest and desperate, sucking as hard as he could, even though Zack knew his jaw had to be sore from earlier, from yesterday as well, taking it to the back of his throat, ignoring that it was making him gag. Dustin was incredible at sucking dick.

Zack pulled Dustin's hair, in the back, grunting, "Push your jaw forward," as he looked down again, pushing into Dustin's throat with no warning, working in until Dustin' forehead rested against his chubby belly, until he was full to Zack's balls, taking all of it in him. "Fuck yeah, Dustin, you're very good at this. You've been a good boy today."

Dustin mewled from low in his throat, nodding as best he could, his throat spasming as he gagged on his mouthful, his hands squeezing and pinching Zack's thighs. Three was biting Dustin on the back of his neck, thrusting into him rather violently, holding Dustin's shoulders to make him grunt.

Zack let Dustin gag for a minute before he pulled back, his eyes hot and angry, leaving his cock in Dustin's mouth so he could keep sucking while he sucked air in hopelessly, breathing through his nose to get some air in his lungs, trying to keep pace with Zack's desire, to focus as his insides were pounded, having a sinking feeling that Zack was going to be inside him next, to punish him more.

He couldn't wait for that.

He took it back into his throat, desperate to be stuffed, blushing from how savage Zack grunted, pulling on his hair to make him slow down, and, after a moment, started to thrust into Dustin's throat slowly.

They did this to Dustin, meeting eyes to try and have a nonverbal battle, to try and compare, to prove they were better, pounding and savaging Dustin through this. They shared his body, trying to claim it, but Zack knew he was better, and he owned Dustin, so there was no contest, in the end.

Soon, Two and One came on Dustin's underwear and deposited it beneath Dustin, so that Three's cum would drip down on it when he was finished. It seemed that he was trying to compete with Zack, to hold out just a little bit longer, to fight for control of Dustin, but Zack didn't have to fight. He knew he could go for hours, getting sucked, or fucking Dustin hard and deep.

Indeed, after a while, Three couldn't hold his composure, and pulled out to cum all over Dustin's back, so Zack, to show off, pulled out of Dustin's throat and came in his mouth, grunting savagely, glaring into Dustin's eyes as his balls drained, and he panted. He pointed to Three, saying, "Show him."

Dustin did so, blushing hopelessly.

Zack growled, "I'm better than you. He's mine."

"Fuck off Zack," Three said, looking away from Dustin, standing angrily and stalking into the bathroom.

Zack chuckled, glad that he always won, and pulled Dustin down, so that he was on his hands and knees, bowing to Zack. He pushed his ass up in the air, presenting himself, clearly wanting his medicine, and Zack was ready to give it, despite the fact that he had just finished cumming.

He got behind Dustin, admiring his hole, wanting to ravage the boy, and spanked him, grinning at Two and One. "Watch me fuck my boy, you guys. Take notes; I'll show you how to fuck." To Dustin he said, "You'd better swallow that mouthful, I know you like the taste, but you're about get all of me."

They both nodded, as did Dustin, swallowing all he tried to hold on to, as Zack spat on his hand and rubbed his cock, adding to the saliva Dustin had given him, holding Dustin's hip with one hand, his cock with the other. He grunted, "You've been waiting for this since before, haven't you. You're mad that I never finished inside you, aren't you?" He pushed the head of his thick cock against Dustin's tight, flexing hole, grunting from the heat.

The head went in, and Dustin moaned, "Oh wow!" as he clenched around Zack's cock, and Zack knew his body was trying to cum, but for the cock ring that constricted him.

"AREN'T YOU?"

"Y-Y-YES ZACK!" He clenched up again as Zack started to add inches slowly, grabbing Dustin's other hip, holding his slim waist to pull on him, pushing with all his weight to impale Dustin completely, to shove his cock in like a battering ram, until he was all the way in to his balls, stretching Dustin more than the other boys could even dream of doing.

All the way inside now, he left it there, leaning against Dustin's thighs, watching Dustin's back flex as he tried to get used to the feeling, but, as he did, Zack pulled back all the way, and ran him through again, forcing the boy to shout and cum again, his body straining as he clenched up.

Zack looked at the other boys, Two and One, and said, "This is how you fuck. Treat them as though they are your property, just like I'm treating mine. Fuck them raw."

He had started a rhythm that pounded into Dustin, giving the boy all he had, giving his inches fast and very hard, making Dustin lose his mind from the sensation. He let go with his hands, slumping to the floor, letting go as Zack fucked him, not allowing the boy anything other than painful pleasure.

Zack listened to his boy moan, whimpering against the blanket, whispering that it, it, "Hu-hu-hurts!"

"That means you haven't relaxed," he slapped Dustin's ass.

"N-no! You're st-uh-stretching m-me more than I-ow-I can take!"

"No, it means you're a bad boy that is disobeying, you relax and stop complaining, or I'll put the rubber band on so tight that your little dick will never get soft again."

Dustin whimpered, but said nothing more, and nothing was said, although, after a few minutes, Zack did start to notice a down and back motion that he rather admired. Dustin was trying to fuck himself even harder, it seemed, to force Zack in even deeper.

That worked for Zack. He started working into Dustin even harder, giving the boy what made him moan, pushing his cock in so far that Dustin's belly stretched, and Dustin shouted, pushing his hand against his belly for a moment to feel it, amazed that Zack was so big, wondering why he hadn't felt it last time. It must be the angle.

Dustin let his hand fall, so that it was under him, his fingers suddenly soaked in the cum that permeated his underwear. He was aware, below the pounding, that he would have to wear his underwear soon, that his thighs would be sticky from it. He knew that Zack was going to cum inside him, and fill him with even more cum. Oh he couldn't wait. He loved the way it felt shooting inside him, filling his belly, pouring out when Zack withdrew, like a small ocean had burst inside him.

He was also aware of a pair of feet, right in front of his face, and someone knelt in front of him, lifting his head, pulling his hair to lift him. It was Three, glaring into his eyes, trying to take the taste of Zack's cum away from him, his erect cock not so inviting as it was pushed in past Dustin's lips, making his teeth spread as it went in. Dustin moaned again, taking the shaft in his hand, pushing his tongue under the foreskin to make Three growl, working the skin down the shaft slowly.

Three grunted again, glaring up to catch Zack's eye, trying again to exert his dominance over Dustin, but he wasn't making a good job of it, not with how much harder Dustin was moaning for Zack, a constant string of whimpering, gasping noises escaping him as he was thrust into carelessly from both ends.

Zack was staring back at Three, and he slapped Dustin's ass, slamming in particularly hard to make Dustin's jaw catch, mouthing Three hard on accident and making the boy yelp. He shot a murderous look at Zack and said, "Be more careful faggot."

Dustin nodded as best he could, his eyes rolling back in his head when Zack slapped him again, and again, clearly trying to make his cheeks pink, to make him more sore than he was, but the way he was being filled made everything else a bit gray.

Even when Three grunted, "Relax your jaw, faggot," and pushed his cock in all the way, slow and steady, Dustin could only think about the thick stud that fucked his ass. Zack, King Zack, the best there was, making Dustin feel like a good boy, making him feel like a star, to be treated so well, given what he deserved. He hadn't been ready to get all that he had today, but it had happened, and he had survived, so he knew, through the pain, and humiliation, that it was all worth it, just to feel close to others, he had to give his body u-

He was ripped from these happy thoughts by the realization that he was choking, so he slapped Three's thighs, his belly, trying to get him to pull away, but he wasn't obliged, or acknowledged, until he felt Zack shift above him and push Three roughly, grunting, "Watch what you're doing, asshole, he couldn't breathe."

Zack had liberated Dustin's throat, and angered Three enough that he didn't return to Dustin's mouth for fifteen or so seconds. He seemed, for all that Dustin could see, to be contemplating fighting Zack, but Zack was still methodically thrusting into Dustin, so Three grumbled as he took his place in Dustin's mouth again, pulling Dustin's hair as he thrust in steadily, making Dustin suck and lick and pull on his balls, mewling as he was worked from both ends, but Three knew he shouldn't push his cock into Dustin's throat.

Three and Zack worked Dustin to a comfortable high, until Three came all over Dustin's blushing face, and Zack still pounded in from behind, making Dustin whimper and moan for him.

Zack's hands were still strong as he pulled on Dustin, making the boy shiver, wishing that the feeling would last forever, but, after twenty or so minutes more, Zack grunted savagely as he started to cum, slapping Dustin's ass as he shoved in all the way, exploding with a growl, pulling Dustin to him to make him take it deep, draining his balls into Dustin's supple insides.

The boy was drained, hoping that this was all that would happen to him today, for he was spent, and wanted to have his body to himself, and Zack, of course. The other boys weren't as good as Zack, weren't as talented, or filling, they failed to give him the same rush, to give him as much cum. Zack was still buried in him, still erect even after his onslaught was over, still leaning against Dustin, letting him feel the weight of that fat cock as it still filled him.

Zack panted as he said, "I think that's the show, what do you boys say?"

One, Two, and Three all nodded, One shyly, Two in a bubbly way, and Three sullenly. Three was the first up, gathering his clothes and getting out the door, and One was close behind, waving at Zack. Two was still here, however, waiting for Zack to kiss him good bye, but Zack had yet to pull his cock out of Dustin.

To Dustin, Zack grunted, "You have a good day today?"

Dustin whined, "Yeah!"

Zack pulled on his hips, making sure he was buried all the way. "Good, well, did you enjoy my friends? They sure enjoyed you."

Dustin nodded against the floor.

"Splendid. How does my cock feel inside you?"

Dustin moaned thickly, "I-incredible!"

Zack pulled back an inch before he shoved forward again, "You sure it doesn't hurt?"

"I-IT, uh, does h-hurt, but I love it!"

"Yeah, you're all full of cum too, like a good boy. Want me to fuck you again, or are you finished for the day?"

Dustin looked back as best he could, "O-one more t-time!"

Zack chuckled, pulling back slowly, pretending he was about to thrust again, but he pulled his cock from Dustin, sighing as the heat left him, slapping the boy again on his ass. He took Dustin's sticky underwear and put it on the boy's feet, dragging him to stand and sliding it up his thin, firm legs, grinning from the look of discomfort that fell over Dustin's face, both from how wet it was, but, as with the first time, Zack's cum seemed to be draining out of him to pool in his underwear, and it dripped down his thighs.

Dustin looked like a mess, his hair wet and turning crusty, his face absolutely covered in cum, his belly and thighs wet as well. His skin was pink and flushed, his legs a bit wobbly and spread, as though standing hurt him. But he was meeting Zack's gaze desperately, trying to look as excited as he clearly felt. His eyes would flit down to Zack's fat cock when he thought Zack couldn't see, and he licked his lips more than once, his skin prickling as the seconds passed this way.

Zack cleared the air by saying, "We," he looked over at Two, "are going to leave."

Dustin's face fell. "W-w-wha-"

"Speak when spoken to, boy, you did well today, but we have to go. We're going to leave you to think about today."

"W-when are you comi-"

"Speak when spoken to. You answer yes and no, understand."

Dustin's lip was quivering, and he looked like he was about to start crying, but he fought his words, and nodded.

"Good boy." Zack kissed his pouty lips, grabbing the boy by the throat. "I'll be back eventually, but I have to give some instructions. I don't want you leaving this condo unless there's a fire, and you will not clean. Is this clear?"

Again, Dustin looked like he would fight, but he whimpered, "Yes," breathlessly.

"All that covers you is a gift from us to you, so you will sit in it and enjoy it. Lean against the wall." Zack pointed to the wall, kneeling to grab something off the floor that Dustin couldn't see, well aware that the boy was crying pathetically now.

Without warning or question, Zack pushed something into Dustin's hole, dipping his hand into Dustin's soaking underwear, something rubber, four inches long, and not too thick, but it was uncomfortable.

"That's a butt plug. You take it out when you have to use the bathroom, same with the cock ring, you take that off to use the toilet and put it right back on. Don't you dare cum, or you'll be in trouble, boy. Understand?"

Against the wall, acting betrayed, Dustin nodded.

"Great. I'm taking all the keys but the final spare, in case you have to leave, and again, this is in case of a fire." He walked in to the kitchen, realizing that Dustin was on his heels, standing against his skin when he stopped. Zack pulled a piece of paper from the drawer, and tape, as well as a pen, and taped the card to the paper, and the paper to the counter. He finished by signing his name over the tape, on all four sides.

"You try and take that up, and you're in trouble. I'll know if you were bad. Understand?"

Dustin's tears were thick and wet, crocodile tears, and he made no effort to wipe them away. They got caught in the cum that lined his cheeks, dripping off his chin and onto the floor.

Zack smiled, walking around Dustin and going to his clothes, starting to dress himself, and Dustin started to sob desperately. Two was already dressed and standing by the door.

Zack said, "I'll be back in a few days, buddy, maybe a week or so. Don't fret!"

"A-a week?!"

"Ah-aaah, speak when spoken too." He dressed himself quickly, putting on his shoes and dropping the key cards in his back pocket, looking about to see if he needed anything else. When he was sure he wasn't missing anything he needed, he looked Dustin in the eyes and said, "I'll see you, take care."

Dustin rushed forward, to try and keep Zack there, to trap him, but Zack pushed his hand against Dustin's chest, keeping the boy at bay, and grinned at Two.

"We can go the the suite and eat popcorn and watch this dumb new movie that Cody doesn't really like. Want to?"

Two shrugged his shoulders, making sure not to look at Dustin. "Yeah, okay."

Dustin let out a sob as Zack stepped away, not looking back as he put his hand on Two's shoulder and walked out the door...