[Author's note: The education of Aaron Goodman continues in this story. Right now, he's alone with two other cowboys deep in the back country, having ridden there to find some missing cattle. The cattle are still missing. But the other two have decided to take advantage of their isolation... ]
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"It's show time" Bill had said. He'd told Aaron to dismount.
"What are you going to do?" Aaron asked nervously.
"You'll see soon enough" Bill smiled. "You going to do what I told you? Or do you want another obedience lesson?
"Oh, I'll do what you want."
He got off his horse, knowing there was no choice. With the two of them on either side of him, there was no opportunity even to try to get away.
Bill dismounted and looked at Allan. "Tie the horses up."
When Allan came back, Bill was grinning.
"He said he'll do what we want. Think he really means it?"
"I dunno" Allan smiled. "He knows what we want. To _f_u_c_k_ his ass."
"Yeah" Bill grinned. "But not just that. Like you said, he needs a good lesson. A really good one."
Aaron looked from Allan to Bill. He felt his prick stir as he looked at their feral grins.
He knew they could do anything they wanted this far out. They were both bigger than him, both capable of overpowering him. Allan had proved that yesterday. And there was nobody within miles to inhibit them or interfere, like Buz had done when he and Aaron were with Bill on the first day.
He felt very apprehensive. He was afraid of both of them. He knew they both meant what they said. He'd been afraid something like this would happen ever since Bill had ordered Buz away.
"Let's see whether he really will be obedient. What do you think we should get him to do to prove that?"
"First things first" Allan laughed. "Strip and show us his ass."
"Sure" Bill grinned. "Do it, kid. Make him happy."
Aaron looked at him with steely eyes. "Don't either of you think that you're _f_u_c_k_ing me."
Allan laughed. "Want to bet?"
Aaron shrugged curtly. "Sure. I'll bet anything you like. You're not going to do that. Not unless you want to go to jail."
"Oh, you can forget the jail part" Bill grinned. "You'd never be able to prove it."
"I'd prove it enough to get you fired."
"I don't think so. Anyway, it doesn't matter. We're not going to rape you. You're going to give us your ass voluntarily."
Aaron shook his head. "No way."
"Like Allan said, you want to bet? How about a hundred dollars? That's what you made me lose two days ago."
"I didn't make you lose it" Aaron snorted. "You made the wrong call."
"Well, now it's your turn to make the wrong call, kid. Do you really want to bet we won't _f_u_c_k_ your ass? Or, more accurately, that you won't give it to us?"
Aaron looked at him bitterly. "Sure, I'll bet. So long as that really does exclude rape. I'm not paying you for raping my ass."
"Oh, I already told you we won't do that" Bill laughed. "Two on one isn't fair odds. We won't _f_u_c_k_ you unless you ask for it." He looked at Allan. "Isn't that right, Allan?"
"If you say so" Allan shrugged. "Me, I'd go for rape. That kid's ass really turns me on."
"Maybe so. But you don't need to do that. The kid's gay. He'll give us his ass. _s_h_i_t_, you saw his hard-on yesterday. He's horny and wants it bad. He just doesn't want to admit it."
"That's not true" Aaron retorted angrily.
"Oh come on, you don't need to lie about it. Most of you college kids are gay."
"_f_u_c_k_ you!"
"Yeah, sure. So what about the bet? You on for a hundred dollars? Let's make the bet simple, just that you'll ask us to _f_u_c_k_ you."
"Sure" Aaron nodded. "I'll happily put a hundred bucks on that."
"That's a deal?"
"Yeah, sure. There's no way I'll ever do that."
"You got the money to pay for that if you lose?"
"Yes, barely. But it doesn't matter. That's one bet I can't lose. How about you?"
Bill grinned. "I'm the one who should be confident, kid."
"I'll make you the same bet" Allan grinned. "A hundred bucks says you'll ask me to _f_u_c_k_ you."
"That's more money than I've got."
"Okay, let's make it fifty bucks. You can pay me next payday."
"Okay" Aaron shrugged. "You'll be paying me, anyway. I'm not going to let you _f_u_c_k_ my ass, that's for sure."
"Oh, yes, you will" Bill grinned. "You're going to ask us both to _f_u_c_k_ you. Not only that, kid, you're going pay me a hundred bucks and pay Allan fifty bucks when you do that. That'll really prove you want it."
"It'll never happen. I don't want your _f_u_c_k_ing prick. Nor Allan's."
"We'll see" Bill smiled. "I think it's time you learned to clean your language up. It's also time for you to do what I told you. Take off your clothes."
"I don't want to do that. I don't trust you guys."
Bill laughed. "I didn't ask what you want, kid, or whom you trust. I gave you an order. Are you going to do that? Or do you want us to take them off for you and then punish you for disobedience?"
"That's not a reasonable order."
"And that's relevant?" Bill smiled. "Be careful, kid. You've already got punishment coming to you for being disrespectful and a smart ass. Do you really want additional punishment for disobedience?"
"I'm sorry, Sir" Aaron said quietly. "But I'm afraid of what you guys will do to me."
"You should be. You've got a lot of punishment coming, boy, and this is the perfect place to give it to you. You're going to get your bare ass burned, boy, and nobody is going to interfere. So take your _f_u_c_k_ing clothes off."
Aaron sighed. "I'll do it if that's an order, Sir."
Bill smiled. "Whenever I tell you to do something, it's an order."
Aaron knew from previous experience that he had absolutely no choice. He took off his T-shirt and sat down on the earth to take off his boots. He took his boots and socks off, stood up, and stepped out of his jeans.
"Okay now?" he asked bitterly, standing naked in front of them.
"That's a first step" Bill smiled. "You want him now, Allan?"
"Sure" Allan grinned. He came up to Aaron and put his hand on Aaron's ass. "This sure is a _s_e_x_y ass. The kid really turns me on."
Aaron moved to get away.
"Stay where you are" Bill ordered.
Allan held him in place with one hand while fondling Aaron's ass with the other. Aaron felt his prick start to swell up as Allan's hand moved under his buttocks.
"God, his ass is firm! I can't wait to _f_u_c_k_ it."
Aaron shook his head. "You'll wait a long time for that, asshole."
"Oh, don't be so arrogant" Bill smiled. "We know you want it."
"That's not true."
He laughed. "That's not what your prick is telling us."
It was true. Aaron's prick was rapidly getting hard. Aaron felt horribly embarrassed. But he couldn't help feeling excited as Allan's hands kept exploring.
It was like what had happened the day before, when he'd got a hard-on while over Allan's thigh. Maybe it was curiosity, he thought, his mind feeling a jumble of thoughts. Or maybe that he knew, deep down, that Allan was going to _f_u_c_k_ him. And that he wanted that to happen.
He really was curious about what it would be like, he realized. One part of his brain was excited by the possibility that would happen. Another part was scared.
He knew Allan was incredibly horny and that what he was doing right now would only be increasing his hunger for Aaron's ass. He was certain Allan would rape his ass, even if Bill didn't. His prick got totally hard as he thought about that. Something about Allan --his grin, his _s_e_x_uality, his excitement-- really turned Aaron on.
That quickly changed as one of Allan's hands moved into his ass crack and probed for his asshole. Aaron jerked forward in surprise and shock when a finger pushed up into him.
"Take your hands off me!" Aaron demanded, struggling to get away.
Allan pulled Aaron back with his other hand. "Oh, come on, kid" he laughed. "We know you want this."
He moved his hand down and grabbed Aaron's hard-on. "_f_u_c_k_!" he laughed. "You really are turned on! Bill's right. You do want your ass _f_u_c_k_ed."
"No, I don't! Take your hands away! You're full of _s_h_i_t_."
"That's not what this hard-on tells us."
"It doesn't tell you anything, _f_u_c_k_hole. Take your hand away!"
Aaron looked at Bill. "Get this _f_u_c_k_ing pervert off me, okay? I can't help it if I get a hard-on."
"No?" he grinned. "It has nothing to do with what you're thinking? You're pretty transparent, kid."
Aaron shook his head. "No, nothing." He realized that must sound pretty stupid. "I just want to get away from this."
Bill laughed and shook his head. "I don't think so. I think you're about to get exactly what you want, kid. You were like this with Allan yesterday, too."
"I couldn't help it then, either."
"Yeah, I can believe that. You just going to hold him, Allan?"
Allan laughed and shook his head. "No, I'm going to _f_u_c_k_ his ass." He pointed to a nearby log. "Go bend over that log, kid. Then reach back and pull your ass open."
"_f_u_c_k_ you!" Aaron retorted angrily.
"Hey!" he grinned. "What's with the '_f_u_c_k_ you' bit? You're supposed to do what we tell you. You want your ass punished first?"
"_f_u_c_k_ that! You're not the boss here!"
"Well, I am" Bill smiled. "So do what he tells you. That's an order."
"_f_u_c_k_ your orders! And _f_u_c_k_ you!"
"That's disrespect" Bill smiled.
"I don't care" Aaron said hotly. "I don't need this kind of crap. _f_u_c_k_ your _f_u_c_k_ing superiority! I don't have to take it from you!"
"Oh, yes, you do. And you'll clean your mouth too."
"The hell I will! _f_u_c_k_ you both!"
"You're really asking for it, kid. So I guess you do want your ass punished. Go bend over that log, boy."
"_f_u_c_k_ you!" Aaron sneered contemptuously, shaking his head. "You can't make me do that. No _f_u_c_k_ing way!"
"No?" Bill laughed. "With two of us here, ready to force you over the log and tie you down? What's with you, kid? As Buz said the other morning, did you leave your brain somewhere?"
"_f_u_c_k_ you!" Aaron retorted bitterly.
"He sure does want a lesson" Allan grinned. "Let's give him a good one, Bill. His ass will look even _s_e_x_ier with a lot of red stripes across it."
"Yeah, well, it'll soon have that" Bill smiled. "I'll cut him a switch." He grinned at Aaron. "One last chance, kid. You going to do what I tell you? Or get the switch for disobeying?"
Aaron knew he had no choice. "Okay" he grimaced. "I'll get over the log. But that's all. Okay?"
He went to the log. "Here?"
"That'll do just fine. But why are you still standing?"
Aaron shrugged. "Maybe I have hopes of your reconsidering. You said you wouldn't rape me. And you don't really have any reason to punish me, in spite of what you said. I've done everything you told me to do on this ride."
Bill snorted. "You're a _f_u_c_k_ing asshole, kid."
"Then that makes two of us" Aaron said bitterly.
Bill turned to Allan and grinned. "What do you think, Allan? Is he asking for it? Or is he asking for it?"
"Oh, he's asking for it alright" Allan grinned. "He's still not obeying, even now. He has to be asking for it."
Aaron tried one last time. "Please, guys. I'll do any reasonable thing you want. Just don't beat me or _f_u_c_k_ me, okay?"
Bill smiled. "You're still standing, boy. You really must want your ass beaten."
"No Sir, I don't." He looked at Bill's grinning face and knew he had no choice. "I'll get down."
He knew that further resistance would only increase what they'd give him. He got down over the log, holding his shoulders up off the ground with his hands. The log just touched his belly.
"Hold him down while I get some rope, Allan."
Bill went to his saddle bag and brought back several ropes.
"What are you going to do with those?" Aaron asked apprehensively.
Bill tied a clove hitch around the log. "I'm going to do you a big favor, boy. You're going to get your ass burned so much that you'd never be able to stay down on your own. So I'm going to tie you down."
"Please don't beat me, Bill. You have no reason to do that."
"_f_u_c_k_ you, kid! I have all the reasons I need."
He pushed down on Aaron's back, pulled the rope tightly over the boy's waist, and started winding the rope tightly around the log on Aaron's other side.
"I'm tired of your disrespect, boy. And of your smart-ass remarks. The punishments you've been getting for that have obviously been way too light to change your attitude. So today you're going to get a real beating, boy. One that's like nothing you've had before."
He finished winding the rope around the log and secured it with another clove hitch.
"That'll hold him" Allan grinned.
"Yeah" Bill smiled. "Particularly once this immobilizes his hands." He tied a second rope to each of Aaron's wrists to prevent him from reaching up.
Bill put a hand on Aaron's ass. "This ass is all ours now, kid. Ours to beat and ours to _f_u_c_k_. This is going to be a really special experience for you, boy. One that you'll never forget."
His hand moved down between Aaron's legs to feel Aaron's prick.
"Hey! What happened to your hard-on? Doesn't it turn you on to know you're ours?"
"_f_u_c_k_ you!" Aaron spat, bitterly afraid now.
"Such respect!" Bill grinned. "You really do want your ass beaten."
"No, I don't." He was beginning to sob in fear now. "Come on, Bill, let me up, okay? This joke has gone far enough!"
Bill snorted derisively. "What makes you think this is a joke?"
"Let me up! Please!"
"_f_u_c_k_ you, kid. You're getting your ass beaten until it's red hot, for all the reasons I told you earlier. I've been waiting for this opportunity, kid. You're going to get your ass burned."
"You've got no right to beat me!"
"Really?" he laughed. "Even if that were true, do you honestly think that would matter?"
"It would if you had any shred of decency."
"Well, then, I guess I don't. You're getting your ass blistered, kid. Then you're getting your ass _f_u_c_k_ed."
"You can't do that with me tied down like this! That's rape!"
Bill smiled and shook his head. "It's not rape if you ask for it, kid. And you'll ask for it, believe me."
Aaron was sobbing in fear now. "I'll never do that! Never!"
"We'll see" he smiled. "We've got money on this, kid. There's no way we'll lose that, believe me."
He went to his saddle bag and brought back the strap Darrell had given him. "You want to start him off with this, Allan?"
"Sure" Allan grinned. He took the strap out in front of Aaron. "The only thing better than _f_u_c_k_ing you right away, kid, is beating your ass first. _f_u_c_k_ing a bright-red ass really turns me on."
"You're both _f_u_c_k_ing sadists."
"Yeah, sure. You're the one who asked for this."
"_f_u_c_k_ you!" Aaron spat.
"He sure needs to learn politeness" Allan laughed.
Bill smiled. "There's a lot he needs to learn, Allan. He needs to learn not to be a smart ass, too."
Allan grinned. "That's deeply ingrained, Bill. I don't know whether I can teach him anything about that!"
"Well, see what you can teach him."
"Okay."
Aaron tensed as he saw Allan reach back over his head. He knew only too well how hard Allan could hit him. Allan was holding the strap in two hands, crouching down slightly as the strap hit the ground behind him. He lunged up and swung.
"AOOOOWHHH!!" Aaron howled, jerking as the strap smashed down on him. The strap had arced over Allan's head down onto Aaron's ass, smashing down over Aaron's left buttock onto the back of that thigh.
Aaron had meant to keep from crying out. But the shock of the pain as the strap slashed down his thigh was much worse than Aaron had expected, so much so that he couldn't help yelling. The pain was really bad.
"He's not so courageous out here" Allan grinned.
"With good reason" Bill smiled. "If he's got any brains, he knows what he'll get from us is going to be a lot worse than what he got from Darrell." He looked at Aaron and grinned. "Still, he asked for it, so that must be what he wants. Right, kid?"
"_f_u_c_k_ you!" Aaron sneered.
"Such consistent disrespect!" Bill grinned. "You'd think a college kid could at least be more original."
"Oh, he's not as smart as he pretends to be" Allan laughed.
"I guess not. You'll really have to beat the _s_h_i_t_ out of him, Allan, if you want to get any message across."
Allan did. Aaron gritted his teeth and took eight or ten blows across his buttocks in silence. The pain from the blows was awful. But after the shock of the first blow, it was about what he expected. He knew now just how much pain the strap inflicted. And he knew he could keep from crying out if he just willed himself to do it.
He knew they wanted to break him. There was no way they were going to do that, Aaron resolved. He wasn't going to give them that satisfaction. He'd just keep gritting his teeth and taking it.
"You're not getting to him" Bill said critically.
"Don't worry" Allan smiled. "I will."
He moved more out in front of Aaron. "This will do it."
Aaron tensed as Allan reached back and swung. Allan swung down in line with Aaron's legs, aiming to get the strap between them.
"OH JESUS!!" Aaron screamed, jerking up his legs as the strap slashed over a buttock down into the inside of that thigh, over and below the underside of that buttock. He hadn't expected that. The pain was electric, so much so that he couldn't help crying out.
"See?" Allan grinned. "I told you I'd get to him. He'll bawl soon enough."
_f_u_c_k_ you! Aaron thought to himself. No way I'm doing that for you!
He tensed in anticipation as another blow smashed down on him, this time on his other side. It was a mirror image of the blow he'd just received. The pain as the strap slashed under his buttocks was just as hard to take. But he was expecting it this time and didn't cry out.
"You're not giving it to him hard enough" Bill said impatiently.
Allan didn't say anything. But he stepped further away and lunged forward to drive down the next blow. Aaron couldn't help moaning. The pain was acute beyond belief, worse than anything he'd got before in previous beatings. He tensed as Allan reached back to smash down another blow.
Aaron tried hard to keep silent. But Allan kept ratcheting up the pace of his blows, hitting harder and faster as he alternated between sides. The pain in Aaron's ass just kept growing as blow after blow smashed into him. Aaron kept tensing his body to control himself. But it was harder and harder with each blow.
After a dozen blows down over Aaron's buttocks onto the backs of each thigh, Allan changed his aim. By now, Aaron's ass had received more than three dozen blows. Aaron was moaning in pain.
Allan moved more directly in front of Aaron and swung down into the boy's ass crack, smashing into the cheek of one of his buttocks.
When that blow landed, Aaron lost it. "AIEEEEOOOWHHH!!" he shrieked, jerking up in agony. "OH PLEASE!!" he started pleading.
"That was obviously a good one" Bill grinned. "Do it again, Allan!"
"PLEASE, GUYS!!" That blow had pushed him over the edge. It had slashed over that cheek down onto the inner flesh of his thigh, right where it met the underside of his buttocks. The pain was unbelievable.
"PLEASE STOP!!" he begged, sobbing in pain and fear. "PLEASE!!"
He shrieked as Allan reached back again. "NOOOHH! PLEASE!!"
"AOOOOOWWHHHH!!" The strap slashed down on the same buttock, this time more down the center of his thigh. "OH, PLEASE! PLEASE!!"
"He's not so tough now" Allan grinned.
"Yeah" Bill laughed. "This is more like the kid I know. Good. Now the real beating can start."
Aaron tensed in terror as Allan reached back over his head again. The pain from the blows he'd just received was so incredible that he couldn't help pleading for mercy.
"NOOOHH! PLEASE STOP THIS, GUYS!! PLEASE!!"
He knew in his mind that nothing he said, no plea he uttered, would make ever them stop. But he had to try. The pain was just so incredibly bad!
"AAOOOOWWWWHHHH!!!" His legs flew up from the shock of the pain. The strap had slashed down into the cheek of his other buttock, slashing over it down into the inside of that thigh.
"You're getting to him" Bill grinned.
"Yeah, he knows what he's going to get now."
"OH PLEASE!!" Aaron begged. "PLEASE DON'T GIVE ME ANY MORE!"
"Hey, we've just started!" Allan laughed. "Right, Bill?"
"_f_u_c_k_ing right!" Bill looked at Aaron in contempt. "This has just been a warm-up, boy. You're going to get this strap until your ass and thighs are deep purple. Then we'll change to a switch and start giving you a real beating."
"OH PLEASE!!" Aaron begged. "YOU MUSTN'T DO THIS! YOU CAN'T!!"
"There you go again" Bill laughed. "Thinking you can tell us what to do. You can't stop being a _f_u_c_k_ing smart-ass, can you?"
"I'M NOT BEING A SMART-ASS! PLEASE!! I'M JUST TELLING YOU YOU'VE GOT TO STOP!"
"Well, we're not stopping, boy. No way! You're going to get your ass beaten until your buttocks and thighs are so blistered you won't be able to walk. That's the kind of punishment smart-ass college kids like you deserve. And that's precisely what you're going to get."
Aaron believed him. "PLEASE DON'T DO THAT, SIR! PLEASE, SIR!!"
They laughed. "Hear that?" Allan grinned. "It's 'sir' now."
"Yeah" Bill laughed. "He won't be such a smart-ass after this is over, that's for sure!"
"I WON'T BE A SMART-ASS EVER, SIRS! HONEST, SIRS!! I PROMISE!!"
Aaron was really terrified now. Tied down on the log, he knew he was totally at the mercy of Allan and Bill. Out this far, there was absolutely nothing to keep them from doing whatever they wanted. He began to sob raucously, sobbing in fear.
"PLEASE STOP, SIRS!! PLEASE DON'T GIVE ME ANY MORE!"
"No way, kid" Allan grinned, reaching back over his head. "Like Bill said, we're just beginning."
"AAOOOOOOWWWHHHH!!!" Aaron shrieked as the strap slashed down onto his thigh, all thoughts of self-control totally gone now. "OH PLEASE, SIRS!! PLEASE!!"
It wasn't just the pain that had made him snap. It was also his realization that there was no end to this. It was obvious now that Allan and Bill were enjoying this. And that they were going to keep doing this for a long, long time.
Aaron continued to shriek as Allan kept slashing the strap down on him. Allan kept alternating between sides, slashing the strap down all over Aaron's buttocks and thighs.
He kept beating Aaron for a long time. By the time he'd given Aaron another two dozen blows on each side, the boy was shrieking non-stop from the pain. The pain just kept building, increasing with each blow.
"Pick up his legs and pull them apart" Allan told Bill.
"Sure" Bill grinned.
He pushed Aaron's legs apart and went between them, reaching down to pick up the boy's knees. He lifted them up and pushed them apart, leaning into Aaron to push his legs up as well as out.
"How's that?"
"Perfect" Allan grinned.
He reached back over his head and slashed the strap down, hitting down over the underside of one of Aaron's buttocks onto the inside of that thigh. Aaron shrieked in pain. And kept on shrieking as Allan kept smashing blows down all over the undersides of his buttocks, first on one side, then the other.
After a dozen more blows on each side, Aaron's shrieks were nearly hysterical. He'd never experienced anything so bad or so prolonged.
"You've definitely got to him" Bill grinned. "Think he's ready to obey us now?"
Allan laughed and shook his head. "No way. He needs a lot more than this, Bill. A whole lot more."
"NOOOOHH!!" Aaron shrieked. "PLEASE, SIRS! I'LL DO ANYTHING IF YOU'LL STOP THIS! ANYTHING YOU WANT!"
Allan laughed. "Anything? I bet you're lying to us."
"NO, I'M NOT! PLEASE!!"
"You'll let us _f_u_c_k_ your ass?"
"NO! ANYTHING BUT THAT!!"
Allan laughed again and reached back. "The _f_u_c_k_ing snot's lying again. He says he'll do anything but refuses to put out. What kind of 'anything' is that?"
"Oh, it's an eastern college 'anything'" Bill grinned. "What it means is that he won't do anything. Not without getting a lot more on his ass, anyway."
"You want to do this for a while?"
"Sure" Bill grinned. "I'll do it across what you've done."
Bill dropped Aaron's legs and took the strap out to Aaron's side. Aaron shrieked as Bill slashed blow after blow across his buttocks.
When Bill finally paused, he'd given Aaron more than two dozen blows. By now, Aaron was totally destroyed, sobbing raucously from the pain.
Bill waited until Aaron's cried diminished. "You learning anything from this, boy?"
"Oh yes, Sir!" Aaron sobbed. "I'll be respectful in the future, Sir. And do whatever you tell me."
"You certainly will, boy. You still have punishment coming to you for not doing that."
"Oh Sir!" Aaron wailed. "Please don't give me any more!"
"Don't be a fool, boy. You have a lot more punishment coming. You're getting punished for lying, too."
"Oh, please, Sir! I haven't lied!"
"Of course you have. You lied about being gay. And you lied to Allan just now. You told him you'd do anything, but then refused to do it. You know what the punishment for lying is, boy. The switch."
"Oh, no! Please Sir! Please don't give me that!"
"You'll get more of this as well." He looked at Aaron's blistered ass and smiled. "Where should he get it now, Allan?"
"Those thighs look kind of virgin" Allan grinned. "It's not right for just his ass to be red."
"You're right" Bill grinned. "Grab his legs and hold them out."
He changed position slightly and started beating down the length of Aaron's right thigh. The pain as the strap slashed down over the back of his thigh and down into its sensitive inside was like nothing Aaron had ever experienced.
Aaron shrieked and shrieked as Bill kept doing that most of the way down the back of his thigh. Then Bill moved to Aaron's other side and slashed blow after blow down the length of his other thigh. By the time he stopped, Aaron was so hysterical that his voice was hoarse.
"You take over again, Allan. It's time for me to cut him a switch."
"NOOOOOHHH!!!" Aaron screamed. "NOT THAT, SIR!! PLEASE!!"
"He's had it from you before?" Allan grinned.
"Yeah, I gave him some on the way in, four days ago. It made a bit of an impression. Plus he got it two days ago too, remember?"
"Of course. But that was nothing compared with what I assume you're going to give him. Right?"
Bill laughed. "Oh, sure."
Aaron was desperate now. "PLEASE, BILL!! I'LL DO ANYTHING YOU WANT! ANYTHING!!"
"You told us that before, kid" Allan sneered.
"I MEAN IT!!" Aaron shrieked.
"You certainly will after I'm through with you" Bill smiled. He looked at Allan and grinned. "He's all yours now."
Aaron watched Bill go over to a clump of young trees.
"You know what he's going to get for you?" Allan grinned.
Aaron nodded fearfully. "I'll do anything you want if you'll let me go before he comes back, Allan. I'll even let you _f_u_c_k_ me."
He laughed. "You'll do that anyway, kid." He picked up the strap and stood over Aaron. "Now where shall I give you this? Close your eyes."
Aaron didn't dare disobey. He closed his eyes and kept them closed as he heard Allan move out in front of him.
"Keep them closed" Allan ordered. "And spread your legs apart."
Aaron did.
"Further. Spread them wide apart. That's good. Stay like that. Your eyes still closed?"
"Yes Sir" Aaron said fearfully.
"AAIEEEEEOOOOOWWWHHHH!!!" Aaron's feet flew up. The strap had slashed down between his legs, smashing down onto his asshole and over onto the base of his scrotum.
"You like that?" Allan laughed. "Try this!"
"AOOOWWWWHHH!! OH JESUS!!" Aaron sobbed, jerking on the log. That one had smashed down a little to the right, slashing down over the cheek of his right buttock onto the inside of that thigh onto a bruise left by an earlier blow. The pain was electric.
"OH _f_u_c_k_!!" he sobbed. "_f_u_c_k_, THAT HURT!! _f_u_c_k_!! _f_u_c_k_!!"
"That got to you? Try this!"
"AOOOWWWHHH!! _f_u_c_k_!!" That one was a mirror image. Aaron drummed his feet on the ground, shrieking at the pain of the blow.
"_s_h_i_t_!!" Aaron sobbed, trying to control the pain. "_s_h_i_t_!! OH PLEASE, ALLAN! _f_u_c_k_!! _f_u_c_k_ING _s_h_i_t_!!"
"You didn't keep your eyes closed" Allan grinned.
"PLEASE DON'T GIVE ME ANY MORE! PLEASE!!"
Aaron was shrieking in fear now, desperately begging for the beating to stop. His body twisted and turned as he jerked, feverishly trying to get away. In his mind, at one level, he knew he couldn't break away. But the pain was just too great. He had to try.
"AAOOOWGHHH!! OH _s_h_i_t_!! AOOOWWHHH!!"
Allan was smashing blows down on the boy just as fast as he could swing, smashing onto and around his asshole. Aaron's asshole felt as if it was being torched. He shrieked pleas and prayers, desperate to stop the pain. The pain was everywhere.
"PLEASE STOP! OH PLEASE!! OOOWWHHH!! OH GOD! GOD!!"
Aaron had shrieked so much that his voice was hoarse.
"OH JESUS, ALLAN!! AOOOWWWWHHH!!"
"You ready to give me your ass if I stop?"
"OH PLEASE! I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU DO! JUST STOP, OKAY? STOP!! AIEEEEOOOWWHHH!!! OH PLEASE, SIR!! AAOOOOWWWHHH!! PLEASE!!"
"What's he begging for now?" Bill laughed. He'd come back holding a newly-cut switch.
Allan snorted. "Hard to tell" he laughed. "I think maybe he's ready to let us _f_u_c_k_ his ass."
"NOOOOHHH!!" Aaron wailed. "OH PLEASE, GUYS!! PLEASE!!"
"He wants this first" Bill grinned. He went out to Aaron's side.
"NO!!" Aaron shrieked. "PLEASE DON'T GIVE ME THAT, BILL!! NOT THAT, PLEASE!!"
Bill smiled as he stripped off his T-shirt. "This is the real college special, kid. What every smart-ass college kid needs."
He laid his T-shirt on the log. "You just got a small sample last time you got it from me. This time, nobody's here to stop me doing what I want to do, kid. You're going to get the lesson and punishment a kid like you really needs."
"OH PLEASE!" Aaron wailed. "PLEASE!!"
He shuddered in terror as saw Bill pick up the switch. It was longer than the one Bill had used on him before, much longer than the one he'd been beaten with back at the camp. It was easily three and a half feet long. It was thicker, too, half an inch thick at its narrow end. Aaron peed in fear as Bill reached back.
"NOOOOOHH!!" he sobbed. "PLEASE, BILL! DON'T DO THIS!" He saw Bill swing and heard its sound.
..swissshhhh!!
"NOOOOOH!! NOOOOOOOHHH!!"
..WHIP!!
"AIEEEOOOWHHHH!!!" The switch left a line of white-hot fire across Aaron's buttocks. Aaron's body jerked up, arms and legs flying. The pain was like nothing he remembered.
"OH JESUS!!" Aaron sobbed. "JESUS!!" The pain was blinding, much worse than Aaron remembered from before.
Bill laughed. "Pretty good, huh?"
"OH PLEASE, BILL!! PLEASE DON'T GIVE ME THAT AGAIN!"
"What do you mean, 'not again'? You're getting dozens more of these, boy. Maybe hundreds more. A smart ass like you needs a serious lesson, and that's what you're going to get. You're going to learn respect, boy."
"NOOOOHH!!!" Aaron was even more terrified now. "OH PLEASE!" he begged. "PLEASE DON'T DO THAT, SIR!"
He saw Bill reach back over his head, holding the switch with two hands. "NOOOOHH!! PLEASE, SIR! PLEASE!!!"
..swissshhhh!!
"NOOOOOOHHH!!""
..WHIP!!
"AAOOOOWHHHH!!" Aaron's legs and arms flew up again as the switch slashed into him.
"OH GOD!" he moaned, desperately fighting the pain. "OOOOWHHH!! JESUS, THAT HURT!"
"_f_u_c_k_!" Allan grinned. "That switch sure does leave a mark!"
"You'll see a lot more marks soon" Bill smiled. "I'll give him this until his ass is covered with them. Then you can give him some with the strap while I take a break."
"OH PLEASE, SIR!!" Aaron wailed. "PLEASE DON'T GIVE ME SO MUCH! PLEASE, SIR!! YOU MUSTN'T!! YOU CAN'T!!"
"_f_u_c_k_ you, kid! Out here this far away from everybody, we can do any _f_u_c_k_ing thing we like. And right now, giving you this is what we like. Your ass is ours, kid. We're going to beat your ass just as long as we like."
"PLEASE DON'T! PLEASE!!"
"You can beg all you want, kid" Bill grinned. "Your ass is getting this for a long time."
Bill's grin was feral, the grin of a hunter who had trapped his prey and knew his prey had no chance. Aaron recognized the glee in Bill's grin. He knew Bill didn't like him and resented his privileged entry to the ranch. He also knew that beating ass turned Bill on.
He knew as he looked at Bill's grinning face and swollen crotch that Bill was really turned on now. Bill's grin widened as he reached back again.
"NOOOOH!" Aaron wailed, knowing what was coming.
..swissshhhh!!
"NOOOOOOHH!"
..WHIP!!
"AAIEEEEOOOOOWWWHHHH!" Aaron's shriek was a cry of desperation as well as pain. He was shrieking and sobbing in total abandon, aware of nothing but the terrible blinding pain.
Aaron had lost all self-control by now, shattered by the pain of Bill's blows and by his terror at what lay ahead. He knew Bill meant what he'd said when he'd promised Aaron dozens or even hundreds of blows. There was no way he could take that! And no way he could avoid it.
Aaron's body jerked and twisted as more blows rained down. The shock of each impact was unbelievable. He moaned and sobbed and yelled in pain, long since past the point of trying to control his yells. The agony just kept growing.
Bill was like an automaton, hitting blow after blow across Aaron's buttocks with clockwork precision. He was still slashing the switch across Aaron's buttock from out to Aaron's left, laying down cut after cut in parallel lines.
"Wow!" Allan grinned. "You sure know how to do that! How many is that now, two dozen? That's worth a picture!"
Bill came behind Aaron and grinned. "It does look hot, doesn't it? You got a camera here?"
"Yeah." He looked at Bill in surprise. "You mean I can use it?"
"Sure" Bill nodded. "But be careful. Don't get his face in the picture."
Allan went to his horse and got a camera out of his saddle bag. "This'll be fantastic." He snapped a couple of pictures. "Okay, done."
"Let's switch for a while. Give him some with the strap."
"Okay!"
Allan picked up the strap, went out in front of Aaron, and reached back. Aaron saw the strap touch the ground behind Allan and leap up.
The impact of the strap was blinding. It smashed down across his left buttock onto the back of his thigh, pulverizing the tender tops and edges of the welts left by the switch. Allan had smashed the strap down on them with all the force he could put into his swing. Aaron shrieked, arms and legs flying as his torso jerked up off the log. He'd never thought the strap could ever be so bad!
"AOOWHHH!!" he wailed as Allan reached back again. "OH GOD!! GOD!"
Another blow landed, this time on his other buttock. "AAIEEOWHHHH!!" His legs were drumming on the ground. "OOOWWHHH!! OH JESUS, THAT HURT!!"
"Good!" Bill grinned. "Hit him harder, Allan. Maybe he'll really learn something from this."
"OH PLEASE!" Aaron begged. "I'VE ALREADY LEARNED, BILL!"
Bill laughed and shook his head. "You're just beginning, kid. You're going to learn for sure this time. Not like from that little beating Darrell gave you back at the camp, which you'd already forgotten when you got out here. You'll never forget this one, kid. Never."
"I WON'T FORGET, SIR!" Aaron pleaded. "PLEASE STOP! PLEASE!!"
He grinned at Allan. "Hit it!"
"NOOOOHH!!" Aaron screamed as Allan swung. "AOOOOWWHHHH!!" Aaron's feet danced on the ground. "OH JESUS!" he moaned.
He moaned and shrieked and sobbed as Allan kept smashing blows down on him. Allan alternated between sides, swinging the strap down first on one buttock, then the other. By the time he'd given Aaron another dozen or so blows on each side, Aaron was frantic.
"Let me do it again now" Bill smiled.
Allan wailed as Bill picked up the switch and went out beside him.
"These will be even better this time, Aaron. I'll give you some that will really hurt."
"OH PLEASE!" Aaron begged. He saw Bill reach back. "NOT AGAIN! PLEASE!!"
..WHIP!!
"AAAOOOOOOWWWWHHHH!!! _s_h_i_t_!! _f_u_c_k_ING _s_h_i_t_!! PLEASE!!"
..WHIP!!
"AAOOOOWWHHHH!! GOD! OOOOWHHH!!" His whole body was twisting and jerking on the log, transfixed by the pain stabbing out from his buttocks. The blows from the strap had made his flesh so tender that each blow felt like being branded.
Bill laid another dozen and a half closely-spaced parallel cuts down on his ass. By the time he finished and looked at them with a grin, the pain in Aaron's ass was just blinding. The pain was stabbing out from all over his buttocks, stabbing out from everywhere.
Aaron's ass was on fire now. It felt like he was being torched all over with kerosene and burning wires. Electrical fires sparked all over his buttocks, igniting anything left unburned.
He couldn't stand it any more. "PLEASE, BILL! PLEASE STOP!!"
"AOOOOWHHH!!!" The switch kept slashing into him. "AIEEOOOWWHHH!!" His legs and arms were flying with each blow.
"OOOOOWWHHHH!!" The pain was just incredible now. "OH, PLEASE! I'LL DO ANYTHING IF YOU'LL STOP! ANYTHING YOU WANT!! PLEASE!!
"Do you mean that, kid? You'll really do anything we want?"
"OH, YES SIR! PLEASE DON'T GIVE ME ANY MORE!"
"Okay, kid, I'll give you a choice. You know we want your ass. You can give it to us now if you don't want more of this."
"OH PLEASE, SIR! ANYTHING BUT THAT! PLEASE!!"
"Then you do want this."
"NOOOOOHHH!!" The switch slashed into him again. "AOOOWWHHHH!! PLEASE, SIR!! PLEASE!!"
"Please what?" Bill grinned. "Would you rather have my prick up your ass? All you've got to do is ask. It's up to you."
"NOOOH! I CAN'T TAKE THAT EITHER!! PLEASE STOP, BILL!! PLEASE!!"
"If you want me to stop, ask me to _f_u_c_k_ you."
"NO! PLEASE! YOU CAN'T DO THIS, BILL! YOU CAN'T!!"
"The hell I can't!"
"AIEEEOOOOWHHH!!" That one was really bad. "OH _s_h_i_t_!! _s_h_i_t_!!"
Aaron was bucking feverishly against the table. Bill had changed position, moving to the other side of the log so he could slash down diagonally across the welts from previous blows.
"_s_h_i_t_, THAT HURT!! THAT REALLY HURT!!"
"I sure hope so, kid. You've got a lot more coming."
Another blow. "OH JESUS!! GOD!"
"You know what you've got to ask for, boy. Ask us to _f_u_c_k_ you."
"NOOOOHH!! PLEASE, BILL! YOU MUSTN'T!!"
"Okay" he shrugged. "It's your choice."
"AIEEOWHH!!" More diagonal blows. "CHRIST!! AOOOWWHHHH!! _f_u_c_k_ING CHRIST!! AIOOOOOWHHHH!!! AOOOWWHHHH!!"
Aaron could feel blood oozing down the insides of his thighs from where welts had been cut open.
"PLEASE STOP, BILL!! PLEASE!!"
"I'll stop when you ask for it, kid."
By now, Aaron was desperate. "OKAY, I'LL DO IT! I'LL DO WHAT YOU WANT! PLEASE STOP!! PLEASE!!"
"You want me to _f_u_c_k_ you?"
"YES!! _f_u_c_k_ ME! I CAN'T TAKE MORE OF THIS!"
"Then ask for it properly. Where's your respect?" He reached back again. "Say 'Sir' when you ask for something!"
"AOOOOWWWHHHH! OH JESUS!! AAAOOOOOWWHHHH!! STOP, PLEASE!!"
"You know what to ask for if you want me to stop."
"YES SIR! _f_u_c_k_ ME, SIR! PLEASE _f_u_c_k_ ME!! PLEASE, SIR!!"
"You really want it? You're not just doing this to escape more of this switch on your ass?"
"NO, SIR! I REALLY WANT IT, SIR! PLEASE!!"
"Okay!" Bill laughed. "You'll get it!"
Bill unzipped his jeans and dropped them down his thighs.
"OH, JESUS!!" Aaron wailed. "JESUS!!"
He looked in horror at the thick hard pole sticking out in front of Bill's belly. It was easily eight inches long, and incredibly thick. There was no way he could take that up his ass.
"You can't _f_u_c_k_ me with that!" Aaron begged. "You mustn't!"
"I can do any _f_u_c_k_ing thing I like, kid. And right now that's _f_u_c_k_ing your ass."
"NOOOOHHH!!"
"You're getting this because you asked for it, kid. You didn't just ask, either. You want it so much, you're going to pay me to do it. Remember? You're paying a hundred _f_u_c_k_ing dollars to get me to _f_u_c_k_ your ass. Right?"
Bill was totally naked now above his knees. With his prick hard out in front of him while he brandished the switch, he looked demonic.
"Isn't that right, kid? Show me you want it, kid. Beg for it! Beg me to _f_u_c_k_ you with this prick!"
"NOOOOHHH!! PLEASE!!"
He waved the switch. "Which do you want, kid? My prick up your ass? Or this switch on your ass?"
"OH PLEASE!!" Aaron sobbed.
He slashed the switch down.
"NOOOOHH!!" Aaron shrieked. On top of everything else he'd received, the blows were so electric and so painful that he just couldn't take more.
"NO MORE, SIR!! PLEASE!! I CAN'T TAKE MORE OF THAT!"
"You want my prick or not?"
"YES!!" He made himself beg for it. "_f_u_c_k_ ME, SIR! PLEASE!!"
Bill threw down the switch and jumped onto Aaron's ass, ramming his prick in. Aaron's asshole was dry, so Bill's penetration was painful.
"AIEEEEEH!! OH JESUS!" Bill's prick felt enormous, stretching Aaron's anus painfully. He was terrified his anus was going to split.
"TAKE IT OUT!! PLEASE!!"
"No _f_u_c_k_ing way!" Bill grinned.
He withdrew slightly and rammed in again, pushing in even further. Aaron shrieked in pain and terror.
"OWWWH!! CHRIST!! PLEASE, SIR!! IT'LL SPLIT!"
Aaron's asshole was so stretched now that he was sure Bill's prick was about to rip it.
"TAKE IT OUT! PLEASE!! YOU'VE GOT TO TAKE IT OUT!"
"Okay, if that's what you want, then _f_u_c_k_ you!"
Bill pulled out and picked up the switch again.
"AIEEOOOWWHHH!!" Aaron jerked up on the log, arms and legs flying. "NOOOHH! PLEASE DON'T DO THIS! PLEEEASE!!"
"Your choice, kid. You don't want my prick, you get this."
"AOOOWHHH!! OH CHRIST!!" Bill was whipping in anger now, slashing blows down all over Aaron's ass.
"AAIEEOOOOWWHHH!! AOOOWHHH!!" Aaron was beside himself. "PLEASE!! AOOOWWWHHHHH!! PLEASE STOP, SIR!! PLEASE!!"
"You know what to ask for, boy, if you want me to stop."
"AAOOOOWWHHHH!! PLEASE, SIR! I CAN'T TAKE THIS! SHOVE IT BACK IN!"
"Not until I think you mean it. Are you going to complain again about my prick?"
"NO SIR! I WON'T COMPLAIN AGAIN, SIR! HONEST!!"
"No _f_u_c_k_ing complaints? None at all?"
"NO SIR!" Aaron sobbed.
He shuddered in terror, knowing how bad Bill's prick would be. But he knew he had to take it. He couldn't take more on his ass.
"I'll make it a little easier this time" Bill smiled. "Spit into my hand."
Aaron spit in Bill's palm. Bill and Allan spat too. Then Bill went behind Aaron, spread some over his prick and pushed some into Aaron's asshole. He shoved his fingers in to spread it around.
"AIEEEEHHHH!" Aaron screamed. Two and then three of Bill's fingers penetrated his anus, stretching his asshole to its limit. He bucked on the log as Bill pushed them in as far as he could. "JESUS!! _f_u_c_k_!!"
He twisted and turned as Bill moved his fingers around, trying desperately to escape. "OH PLEASE!! TAKE THEM OUT! PLEASE! YOU'RE SPLITTING MY ASS!!"
"_s_h_i_t_!!" Aaron sobbed, totally terrified by what was happening. "TAKE THEM OUT, SIR! PLEASE!!"
"Okay." Bill pulled his fingers out. "That should be easier now."
He spat into his hand again, spread it on his prick, and aimed at Aaron's hole, lunging in hard.
"AIEEOOOOWWHH!" Aaron screamed. "Oh _f_u_c_k_!!"
The pain as Bill's prick rammed in again was like nothing Aaron had ever experienced. This time, thanks to the partial lubrication provided by the spit, his prick went in deeper, stretching Aaron's anus even more than Buz's fingers had.
"OH JESUS!" Aaron shrieked, shocked by how big it was. "JESUS!!"
Bill withdrew and plunged in further, painfully distending Aaron's rectum.
"_f_u_c_k_!" The pain was really bad now. "OH JESUS!! _f_u_c_k_!!"
"That's right, kid" Bill laughed. "You're getting totally _f_u_c_k_ed!"
Bill lunged in deep, hammering through the end of Aaron's rectum. Aaron's legs were drumming in agony as Bill's pelvis smashed into his ass.
"OH JESUS!" Aaron shrieked. "PLEASE!! YOU'RE HURTING ME! JESUS!!"
Bill was lunging fast now. "OH _f_u_c_k_! THIS IS HOT! WOW!!"
His lunges accelerated.
"_f_u_c_k_! I'M CUMMING!" he suddenly yelled. "OH JESUS!! OH, FANTASTIC! OH!! OH!!"
Aaron felt spurt after spurt shoot up inside him. Finally, Bill slumped onto him, falling down over Aaron's torso.
"Christ, that was good!" Bill grinned. "God, you're tight, kid!"
"My turn!" Allan laughed. "Get off so I can _f_u_c_k_ him."
Bill climbed off. "That is one fantastic ass!"
"I can't wait!" Allan laughed again.
Aaron shrieked as Allan dropped down on him, plunging his prick in. Allan's prick was slightly smaller than Bill's, but Allan lunged even harder. By the time Allan came, Aaron's rectum felt like it had been stretched and hammered costantly.
When Allan got off, the two of them looked down on the sobbing kid.
"He's fantastically tight" Allan grinned. "I bet you took his cherry."
"I think you're right" Bill laughed. "How about it, kid? You ever had that before?"
"No" Aaron sobbed, shaking his head in despair. "Never."
"Fantastic! I thought so!" He grinned at Aaron. "You're good, kid. That's the best ass I think I've ever had."
Aaron just sobbed, totally overcome by what he'd just experienced. It wasn't just the pain. What really got to him was the degradation he'd experienced. He couldn't quite believe that he'd actually been reduced to agreeing to let himself be _f_u_c_k_ed. That was so degrading, it was just unbelievable.
He could hardly believe that had actually happened to him. But the evidence of the pain in his rectum was unmistakable.
Bill untied the rope holding Aaron on the log. He pulled him up.
"You've got a job to do, kid. Kneel down and clean my prick."
Aaron looked at him blankly. "With what?"
"With your mouth, asshole. Get down on your knees and suck it."
Aaron's mouth dropped open. "You don't mean... "
"That's an order, asshole. You want more of that switch on your ass? Suck my prick, or get back on the log."
Aaron was too broken to resist or escape. He couldn't face getting more on his ass. He knelt in front of Bill, sobbing as he looked at the splotches of blood from his ass all over Bill's belly.
He gingerly took Bill's prick in his mouth, licking it with his tongue. He retched as he tasted what was on Bill's prick, tasting a disgusting mixture of blood, jizm, and _s_h_i_t_.
Bill looked at him in disgust. "_f_u_c_k_, it's your own blood and all, boy. Get into it! Use your tongue. Suck all over."
Aaron forced himself to take it deeper into his mouth.
"That's better. Keep doing that. Suck harder."
Aaron sucked. To his horror, he could feel Bill's prick starting to swell up.
"Oh, that's good. Really good! Keep sucking!"
Aaron did so. Bill's prick was totally hard now.
"Oh, _f_u_c_k_ing good!" Bill was panting now. "WOW!! _f_u_c_k_!! WOW!!"
Suddenly, he grabbed Aaron's head and started _f_u_c_k_ing his mouth.
"AARGHH! FWUNGKKHHH!" Aaron screamed, gagging on Bill's thick prick as it pushed down his throat. "NWOOOWHH!! WAAAHHHKKK!!"
"_f_u_c_k_ING JESUS!!" Bill yelled. "I'M CUMMING!! WOW!! I'M CUMMING AGAIN!!"
Aaron gagged as Bill's sperm spurted down his throat, gasping and retching onto the ground when Bill took his prick out.
"Jesus!" Bill laughed. "That's not what I call respect, kid. You've got some learning to do. You'd better get back over that log."
"NO!!" Aaron begged. "PLEASE!! HAVEN'T YOU DONE ENOUGH?"
"Let him clean me up first" Allan smiled.
"Yeah, sorry!" Bill grinned. "Go clean Allan's prick, kid."
Aaron knelt in front of Allan and tongued his prick clean.
"Keep sucking" Allan grinned. "Maybe I'll come too."
He didn't. After a while, he pulled out. "That's enough. Get up!"
He pulled Aaron up. "You want him on the log now?"
"Yeah" Bill nodded. "Get over it, kid."
Aaron did as he was told, crying in desperate despair as Bill tied him down again. He didn't dare resist.
"Please, Bill!" he sobbed. "Please don't give me any more!"
Bill picked up the switch without saying anything.
"I'm going to get the camera again" Allan announced. "Okay, Bill?"
"Sure" Bill nodded. "Just no heads, remember?"
"Of course."
Bill went out to Aaron's side as Allan got in position.
Aaron shrieked as he reached back. "NOOOOHH! NOT AGAIN!! PLEASE!!"
The switch slashed down across Aaron's ass.
"AIEEEEOOOOWWHHHH!!!" Aaron's legs flew up. "NOOOOOHHH!! PLEEEASE!!!"
More blows slashed into him.
"AOOOOWHHHH!! OH PLEASE, SIR!! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?"
Bill didn't reply. He just kept slashing blows down.
"OOOWWHHH!! AIEEOOWWHH!!"
Aaron was frantic now, arms and legs flying off the ground with each blow. The switch was cutting into him even more painfully than before. Aaron was beside himself as more blows slashed down on him.
"AIEEEEOOOWWHHHH!! JESUS, BILL! AAOOOOWWHHH!! OOWWHHHH!!"
Bill was beating Aaron really fast and hard now, slashing down across his ass at an angle. Each blow opened up more cuts.
"AOOOOWHH!! AAAOOOOWHHHH!!" The camera flashed as his legs flew out. "PLEASE!! OH PLEASE!" The camera flashed again. "NOOOOHHH!! AAIEEOOOOWWHHHH!!"
Aaron was desperate. He didn't even know why Bill was beating him. He begged Bill to stop. But the blows just kept slashing into him.
"AAAOOOOWWHHHH!! PLEASE STOP, SIR!! AIEEEOOOOOWWHHHH!! PLEASE!!"
Bill finally did put the switch down. "You want more, boy?"
"OH JESUS, SIR!!" Aaron wailed. "GOD, NO!!"
"That's just a sample, kid. A very small sample of what you'll get if you make trouble for Allan or me, kid. Understand?"
Aaron nodded frantically as he sobbed. "YES SIR!"
"You'll get a whole lot more than that if you talk to anyone at all about getting your ass _f_u_c_k_ed. Understand?"
"YES SIR!"
"Talk to anyone about this and I promise we'll get you out of the camp and beat you all day and night. Understand? Or do I have to demonstrate this again?"
"I UNDERSTAND, SIR! PLEASE DON'T GIVE ME ANY MORE!"
"I won't if you agree not to talk to anyone about this."
Aaron was sobbing in terror, frantic lest Bill start hitting him again.
"I WON'T, SIR! I PROMISE, SIR! I WON'T TALK TO ANYBODY!"
"You know what you'll get if you do, don't you?"
"Yes Sir" Aaron sobbed. "You'll beat the _s_h_i_t_ out of me."
"That's right" Bill grinned. "Besides, what can you say to anybody? You asked for it. You asked us to _f_u_c_k_ you. Isn't that right?"
"Yes Sir" Aaron sobbed.
"You even paid me a hundred dollars to get us to do it. Right? That's why you took the bet, isn't it?"
Aaron nodded miserably.
"Answer me, boy. We just did what you asked. Right?"
Aaron nodded again. "Yes Sir. You did."
"You just got what you wanted. What you asked for."
"Yes Sir" Aaron nodded, sobbing in shame.
"Okay then." He grinned at Allan. "There's a river in the next valley. Let's ride over and clean ourselves up."
"What about the kid?"
"Oh, him too." He looked at Aaron and smiled. "I imagine he could use a cleanup too."
Aaron sobbed in helpless despair as they rode over to the next valley. When they got there, they all went down to the river and washed in the cold stream. Aaron found a deep spot and squatted down, shoving his fingers up through his asshole in a vain attempt to wash out his insides.
Bill saw what he was doing and laughed. "God! The kid can't get enough up his ass, Allan. Look at what he's doing now!"
Aaron died in embarrassment as Allan laughed too. "_f_u_c_k_! He really does like getting it up there, doesn't he!"
"Well, I sure like putting it there" Bill grinned. "I could almost _f_u_c_k_ him again right now."
"Not again!" Aaron said in shock, beginning to sob in self-disgust.
"Oh, not quite yet" Bill grinned. "But we'll do this again." He looked at Allan and laughed. "Tonight, for sure. Right, Allan?"
"_f_u_c_k_ing right! Just looking at that ass makes me horny again."
Aaron was sobbing in earnest now. "Please don't, guys! Not again, please! I can't take it!"
"Oh, you'll get used to it" Bill grinned. "The first time is always the worst."
Allan laughed. "You'll learn to like it, kid."
"Never!" Aaron sobbed.
Bill laughed. "You'd better, kid. That ass is too good not to _f_u_c_k_. Once guys find out how good you are, just about everybody in the camp is going to want to _f_u_c_k_ you."
"No!" Aaron whispered. He'd never even considered that to be a risk.
"Hey!" Bill laughed again. "Think of the good side, kid! You'll be popular!" He looked at his watch and turned to Allan. "It's almost five. We'd better go."
All through the rest of that afternoon and evening, Aaron kept sobbing as they rode. He kept reliving the experience in his mind as the pain kept stabbing out of his buttocks and rectum. Every time his horse moved, the pain shot through his body.
They rode for a couple of hours before finding the missing cattle. There were only a few and they were clustered together, so they didn't have to do anything to assemble them. They moved them close to the river so they could pitch the tent near water. All through dinner, Bill and Allan kept joking about how great it was going to be that night.
It sure wasn't great for Aaron. Bill and Allan took turns _f_u_c_k_ing him in the tent, turning him over to _f_u_c_k_ him from every side. Aaron didn't even try to resist. He knew they'd just take him outside and beat him. Bill had brought the switch along.
He sobbed through most of the night after they stopped, partly from the pain and partly from shame. The pain in his buttocks and thighs was just unbelievable. His buttocks still felt like they were on fire. His rectum hurt, too.
Each time he moved, the pain stabbing out of his ass made the experience come alive again in his mind. As it did, he kept reliving the fact that he'd ended up asking to be _f_u_c_k_ed. He couldn't help dwelling on the degradation of his abasement. He also kept thinking about what it had felt like to be raped. Several times, to his surprise, his prick started swelling up as he relived his feelings.
He kept sobbing quietly as he relived all that had happened in his mind. Though he was sandwiched between them in the tent, the other two didn't hear his sobs. They were so tired and satisfied that they slept soundly through all of Aaron's sobs. He finally drifted off too.
[Day 7]
They all slept late the following morning. The others woke first. When Aaron awoke, he was in the middle of an erotic dream, dreaming that someone was doing wonderful things to his prick. He suddenly realized that he had a raging hard-on, that Allan was sucking his prick, and that Bill was at his rear, beginning to push his prick in.
"What's going on?" he asked unnecessarily.
"Just relax" Bill grinned. "Close your eyes and keep dreaming."
Bill's hands were all over him, as were Allan's. He wondered if this really was a dream. He closed his eyes for a moment and felt Allan take his prick in his throat. The sensation was wildly exciting and got even more so as he felt Bill's fingers kneading his asshole open. When Bill's prick entered, he lunged forward into Allan's throat.
He could feel himself getting progressively more and more excited as Allan sucked and Bill lunged. He suddenly felt himself start to come and opened his eyes.
"I'M CUMMING!!" he cried out. "JESUS!! I'M CUMMING!"
He felt Allan take his entire _c_o_c_k_ down his throat. Suddenly, his prick erupted, spurting torrents of jism down Allan's throat. His asshole tightened as he spurted.
"OH JESUS!!" Aaron shouted. "_f_u_c_k_ING JESUS!! OH WOW!!"
"I'M CUMMING TOO!" Bill shouted. "OH GOD!!"
Aaron felt Bill's prick erupting inside his ass as his last spurts of jism shot into Allan's throat.
"OH WOW!!" Aaron sighed. "GOD!"
He suddenly realized where he was and what had happened.
"God! What the _f_u_c_k_ did you do to me?"
"Hey, we were just seeing what you'd do" Bill grinned. "You were wild, kid. _f_u_c_k_ing wild!"
"You sure shot a wad!" Allan grinned. "I almost choked."
Aaron was still stunned by what had happened. "That was _f_u_c_k_ing incredible! I've never done anything like that."
"You certainly got turned on" Bill smiled.
"Let me do it now" Allan grinned. "Turn over, Aaron. It's my turn to _f_u_c_k_ you."
Aaron shook his head. "Please, Allan! We shouldn't do this!"
"Oh, come on!" Bill laughed. "He just sucked you off. You can't refuse him now!"
"Turn over on your back" Allan urged, pushing Aaron onto his side. "I want to see your face when I _f_u_c_k_ you."
"Do it outside" Bill grinned. "I want to get a picture of this."
Allan pulled Aaron up and pushed him outside.
He pointed to a log. "Go lie on that on your back, kid."
Aaron didn't object. He went to the log and lay over it, rolling over so the small of his back was on the log.
"Lift your legs up."
Allan grabbed Aaron by his thighs and pulled his ass up, pushing the boy's legs down over his chest. Then Allan moved on top of him, suspending himself on the backs of Aaron's knees as he lowered his prick down onto Aaron's asshole. Aaron arched his back on the log as Allan pushed in.
"Oh, you're so good!" Allan exulted. "So _f_u_c_k_ing tight!"
"Oh Jesus!" Aaron moaned as Allan started lunging. By now, he was used to this. He closed his eyes as he felt Allan's prick rubbing inside him, pushing further in with each lunge. To his surprise, it wasn't all that painful, more exciting than painful. He felt his prick start to swell up again, getting harder and harder each time Allan's lunge pushed into the end of his rectum.
Allan was lunging hard now. And Aaron was getting more and more excited with each lunge. His prick was so hard it was like someone was pinching it. Suddenly, he felt his balls tighten.
"OH WOW!!" Aaron shouted. "I'M GOING TO COME AGAIN!"
The camera flashed. Aaron arched up, gripping Allan's prick tight. "I'M CUMMING! WOW!! I'M CUMMING!!"
"OH, ME TOO!" Allan yelled. "_f_u_c_k_!! I'M CUMMING TOO!! _f_u_c_k_!!"
Aaron came just as Allan climaxed, spurting all over his belly as the camera kept flashing.
"WOW!!" Aaron yelled, feeling Allan's jizm shooting inside him. "OH WOW!" He was still spurting.
"Oh, fantastic!" Allan gasped, slumping down on Aaron. "_f_u_c_k_! What a ride!" He grinned down on Aaron. "_s_h_i_t_, kid, you're good!"
Aaron couldn't believe what had happened. "_f_u_c_k_ing _s_h_i_t_!" he gasped, shaking his head in amazement. "What the _f_u_c_k_ did you guys do to me? I sure don't know what buttons you pushed, but whatever you did, it sure worked. Wow!"
Bill laughed. "Hey, it's what you asked for, kid! You're even paying us to do this. At least you did yesterday. You do remember that, don't you?"
"Yeah, I remember" Aaron said grimly. "You guys raped me."
"No _f_u_c_k_ing way! You asked for it."
"You made me do that! You raped my ass!"
"Like you raped Allan's throat just now?" Bill grinned. "Come off it, kid. It's not rape when you like it. And you obviously like it a lot. _f_u_c_k_, you even came twice just now."
"I don't understand how that happened."
"Face it, kid. You're a _f_u_c_k_ing gay. You like it, you take it, you even cum just from getting a prick up your ass. Don't ask me why you made it so difficult yesterday."
"I don't know either" Aaron said in confusion.
"Oh, you just didn't want to admit it. I can understand that, kid. You wanted to make us force you to do it."
"Maybe that's why he made those bets" Allan laughed. "So he could 'prove' he didn't want it."
"Who knows?" Bill grinned. "All I know is that he owes us $150. How are you going to pay for that, kid?"
"I don't know" Aaron shrugged, shaking his head in disbelief. "I don't understand what happened."
"You don't need to, kid" Bill grinned. "Let's go swim in the river. We all need to get cleaned up."
They lounged in the sun for a while after swimming in the cold river. Allan got a fire going and made coffee.
"God, you were good!" Allan grinned as they drank. "You're hot, kid. Fantastically hot!"
"I don't understand it" Aaron shrugged. "I've never done anything like that."
"Oh, you're a natural, kid. You're ass is just _f_u_c_k_ing fantastic. And so is your prick." He looked at Aaron and grinned. "This is a good place for a picture." He pointed to a large boulder near the river. "Go lean back against that rock, kid."
Aaron did as instructed. "Here?"
"Yeah. Push your ass against the rock and lean back."
"Like this?"
"Perfect." He got the camera. "Except that you're not hard. Take the camera, Bill."
He knelt down in front of Aaron and took Aaron's prick in his mouth.
"What are you doing?"
Allan kept sucking. He grabbed Aaron's ass and pulled Aaron's prick deeper into his mouth. Aaron quickly became hard.
Allan took his mouth away. "Keep jerking yourself off. You got pictures of that, Bill?"
"Yeah, he looks hot."
"Close your eyes, kid. Keep jerking off."
Aaron did as he was told, rapidly approaching a climax.
"Oh! I'm going to cum! Oh! Oh wow! Wow!!"
The camera flashed just as Aaron spurted.
"You get that?"
"Yeah" Bill grinned. "You looked hot in the camera, kid. I bet I can sell those pictures somewhere for a lot of bucks."
"You wouldn't!" Aaron said in shock.
"Why not? _f_u_c_k_, I've never seen a kid with a prick that hard! You were incredibly turned on, kid. I just hope the pictures turn out as hot as you looked."
"I'm going to go swim again" Aaron said numbly.
He went back to the river and jumped in, this time rubbing his prick and asshole hard to get them clean. He stuck his fingers up his asshole to try to clean as much as he could inside. He felt dirtied and degraded by what had happened, shaking his head in self-disgust as he thought about how he'd actually enjoyed it.
After a while, they rode back to join the others. Aaron was totally shocked by what had happened. He couldn't believe what had happened. His ass hurt, his rectum was bruised, and yet he'd actually come while being _f_u_c_k_ed. He'd actually been excited by getting their pricks up his ass.
He didn't think he was gay. He'd had several girl friends back in college and had made out with all of them. _f_u_c_k_! Making out with them was the object of his life back home. He loved _f_u_c_k_ing girls, loved every second of what he felt as he poured his jizm into their cunts. But he'd liked it when he'd been _f_u_c_k_ed this morning. He didn't understand it.
The pain in his ass got worse as they rode. Every motion of the horse grated against the bruises and cuts on his buttocks, reminding him of the agony he'd suffered from the switch. Everything about it made him feel sick.
As he rode, he decided that what happened in the morning must have just been an aberration. He'd had a hard-on when he woke up nothing unusual about that-- and the other guys had taken advantage of that. That's all it was, he kept telling himself. It didn't mean anything. He wasn't gay. He couldn't be.
It took several hours to herd the cattle back to where the others were. When they got there, they rode into the camp the others had set up as if nothing unusual had happened.
"You sure took a long time" Jack grinned. "How far had they gone?"
"A long way" Bill laughed. "They weren't where I saw them earlier, that's for sure."
"How did the kid work out?" Hal grinned.
"Not bad" Bill grinned. "Pretty well, actually. He worked his ass off for us. We'll take him again any time."
"We sure will" Allan laughed. "He was great!"
Buz looked at Aaron intently. "He looks bushed."
"Well, I guess we all are" Bill smiled. "That was a long ride. How about you helping Aaron with our horses?"
"Sure" Buz nodded. "I'll take theirs, Aaron. Bring yours."
They took the saddles and packs off the horses and took them over to where the other horses were tethered. Aaron winced as they walked.
"You okay?" Buz asked.
Aaron shook his head. "No."
"They beat your ass?"
Aaron nodded and began to sob. "It was bad, Buz. Really bad!"
"Don't do that here" Buz cautioned. "The others will see you."
Aaron nodded and pulled himself together.
"You want to talk about it?"
Aaron shook his head. "Maybe later."
"Okay" Buz nodded. "Let's go store your gear. I brought an extra tent for us on the last trip, so it'll be just you and me together. It's over there by the trees."
They took Aaron's stuff over to the tent.
"We've got an hour or so before we eat. You want to rest? Or hike away for a bit?"
"Let's hike for a while. I'd like to get away."
They climbed up a ridge. "You want to sit?"
Aaron nodded.
"Tell me what happened."
"I can't talk about it."
Buz looked at Aaron. "It wasn't just being beaten, was it?"
Aaron shook his head. "I can't take it, Buz. They're _f_u_c_k_ing with my head. I don't know what they did."
"How do you mean?"
"I don't know. I don't want to talk about it." He looked at Buz miserably. "I honestly don't know what to do, Buz. Maybe I should quit this job. I don't think I can take more of this."
Buz shrugged. "No point deciding that now. You can't quit until you get back."
He looked at Aaron again. "May I make a suggestion for now? You're too tired to think about it. Let's go back down and eat. Then you go right to sleep. You look exhausted. Did you sleep last night?"
Aaron shook his head. "Not much."
"Okay, then, you're in no shape to do anything now. Let's go back."
When they got back, there was the usual joking through dinner. Aaron kept silent, not eating much.
"What's with the kid?" Jack asked. "You okay, Aaron?"
"I'm really tired."
"You'd better get some sleep. You got your stuff over in the tent Buz brought? Why don't you go sack down right now?"
"Yeah. You're right. I'd better do that."
"I'll go with him" Buz told the others.
Buz went back with him to the tent and helped get things organized. Aaron flopped down on the sleeping bag.
"No good!" Buz grinned. "Get your things off and get in the bag."
"Oh, okay" Aaron said unwillingly.
He took off his boots and socks, took off his jeans, and turned to get into the bag.
"Jesus! You really did get it! Let me take a look."
Aaron shook his head and climbed into the sleeping bag. "There's no point looking. Nothing you can do."
"Bill beat you with a switch?"
"Yeah. And with the strap. He and Allan both did."
"Did you give them a reason?"
"Not really, other than not wanting to put out for them."
"They _f_u_c_k_ed you, didn't they? What'd they do? Beat your ass until you gave it to them?"
"Something like that" Aaron shrugged. "Let me sleep, Buz. I'm too tired to talk."
"Okay."
Buz went back to the fire.
"He okay?" Jack asked.
Buz shook his head. "He's exhausted. He's sleeping now."
[Day 8]
They all rode back the next day. Since they left the cattle behind, the ride back was easy.
Aaron thought as he rode about what he should do. His ass and rectum were a little less painful now, but his feelings about what had happened were even more acute. He didn't know what if anything he could or should do about what Bill and Allan had done. The more he thought about it, the more he had decided that the only thing he could really do was to quit.
He didn't know who he could trust to talk to about it. Out in the back country, there was no one but his fellow cowboys to complain to. He didn't really know who Bill's friends were and what they might do if he said anything. He hadn't dared say anything to Buz, partly out of fear and partly out of shame. At least he didn't think he had. He'd been so tired, he could have said anything.
He knew there was little point even thinking of going to the police. It would probably be weeks before he was down from the back country, by which time even the evidence of the beating would have vanished, let alone the jizm deposited in his rectum. Without evidence, who would believe him? Besides, who was he to accuse them of coming off in him when he'd come off in Allan's mouth? He'd be massacred on cross-examination if he were ever to appear in court against them.
It was useless even to try to complain about the beating. How could he ever prove anything? As he thought about it, he realized that signing that consent form had destroyed his credibility. He'd said he wanted it. Or at least was willing to take it. Who would ever believe that a complaint against Bill was anything but a grudge?
All he knew for sure was that Bill and Allan could easily repeat what they'd done. And that he wasn't even sure he didn't want it.
As he kept thinking about it, his prick got hard inside his jeans. He rose up in the saddle to push his prick down his thigh, feeling it swell up even more. Oh God! he thought to himself. I really do want it! He closed his eyes and held the saddle tight with his thighs, pushing his prick against the saddle.
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[to be continued ...]