Anthony' Desire - 1 -

All the usual disclaimers apply, if you are underthe ageofconsent in your state or country, ifyoufindit offensive,etc.etc.This isaworkoffiction.Any resemblancetoanyoneliving ordeadortoanyother situation is purely coincidental.Enjoy.

The Making of a Boy

(An original story by Master Thundering Snow, written for a very special friend: Anthony.I hope you enjoy.)

Anthony glanced over his shoulder.He wasn't one to be skittish,butthat guy at the bar had sethisnerveson edge.Standing just over six feet tall, guys usually didn't get to him.They would look at his size and figure he was a "bad-assed redneck."But this guy was different.He hadn't said a word, just sat there and stared. Anthonyhadnoticed the guy almost atoncewhenhe enteredthe bar, noticing his good looks and leathergear, madehisdicktwitch in his pants. Hehadfetishesand leatherwasone of them.The guy looked to beabout40, shaved head, black mustache and goat-tee.His dick twitched again,this time starting to get semi hard. Goodthinghe had worn loose fitting jeans, he thought to himself smiling. Theguyjust looked at him, and Anthony felt thathe had been weighed, measured, and that no part of him was left unknown.He hated that feeling.He tended toavoidguys like that. He looked away and headed for the bar, ordering a BudLight,and heading for a corner so hecouldsitand enjoy watching the crowd tonight.He wanted a hook-up,but wasn't sure how to go about it.He felt comfortable inthe leatherbar, and even though he was tall and goodlooking, he felt inadequate and shy. Severalof the leather daddies knew him byname,and took turns chatting him up.They were all good looking, but hejust didn't feel like it tonight.He finished his beer, got up and walked out.He couldn't help but look at the guy sitting there, still staring at him. Outon the street, he started walking back towardhis apartment.Ashepassed under the streetlightshefelt exposedandvulnerable.Anthony couldn'thelpbutkeep glancingover his shoulder.He knew he was being followed, butcouldsee no one.He turned down a streetthatled awayfromhis place, thinking he would playhellleading someoneback to where he lived.A little bit furtherdown thestreet another turn, then another, finally gettinghim back on his street.He couldn't shake the feeling.He knew he wasn't alone. When he reached his apartment building, Anthony saw his downstairsneighbor was still awake.Thelightsshining throughthe curtains were a beacon of safety, anoasisof sanity.Damn,hethought, I must be fuckingcrazy.He started up the stairs when his neighbors door opened. Anthonywasinlust for this guy.Johnwasalmost everything Anthony wanted in a lover.He was 39, strong and muscular, short black hair, goat-tee, 6'3", hairy in all the right places, and loved wearing Carhartts.The only problem Anthonycouldsee was that John was straight.Ofcourse that wouldn't be a problem for Anthony, all he wanted was to bedominated by him: suck his dick, take hisdickinhis ass. "Dude, you ok?You looked freaked out,"John asked, a hint of concern reflected in his voice. "Yeah, I think so, man.But I think some guy hasbeen followingme.MaybeI'mjust beingapussy,"Anthony answered, trying to laugh. Johnglanced around, and Anthony saw an unusualgleam inhis eye. "Come on into my place for a bit, have abeer, and chill," John offered. "Are you sure, man? I don't mean to be a bother." "Getin here, now," Anthony couldn't resist a man that tookcontrol. He came back down off the stairsandheaded intoJohn's apartment. "Grab us a couple of beers fromthe fridge,I'll be in in a sec," John's tone had gone backto normal.He did as he was told, and when he came out ofthe smallkitchen holding two beers he saw John, stillinhis carharttworkpantsand the leatherguythathadbeen staring him down in the bar. "What's going on, John?" Anthony asked in a whimper. "Getyourass over here with those beers, boy,"John ordered. Hewalkedover and handed them the beers,unableto take his eyes off of the man in leather. "Why'd you follow me?" "MaybeIwanted some of that boy pussy you got,"the man replied. "Maybewiththat attitude you won't get it!"Anthony tried to sound strong. Johngrabbed him by the back of the neck,andpulled himdown to his knees in front of them, "Boy, youneedto learntorespect your elders.If we wantsomethingfrom you, you will give it to us.Isn't that right boy?" Anthonyhesitated,his mindtryingtowrapitself around this twist of events. "Isaid isn't that right boy?" John said as hecuffed his ear. "Y-y-yes, Sir."He stammered. "Good, now get out of those fucking clothes, you little bitch," Leather man ordered. Anthonywent to stand to undress, but they forcedhim tostay on his knees. It was hard, but he was abletoget undressed.As scared and nervous as he was, hisdickhad otherideas.As he pulled his boxer briefs down, hisdick bounced,harder than he could ever remember itbeing.So hard it hurt. "Ah,look at our pussy boy.He likes this, don'tyou pussy boy?"John asked. Anthony nodded and said, "Yes Sir!"his eyes frozen on the growing bulges in the two men's pants. "Good, because I've got another friend coming overand Iwant to make sure this little bitch will take care ofus all.You want to take care of us don't you boy.Suckour dicks, swallow our loads, take us deep in that boy pussyof yours.Hell, I bet you'll even drink right fromthetap, won'tyouboy?" John asked as he grabbed afistfullof Anthony's hair and pulled his head back to look up at him. Anthonymelted.He knew there was no way to getaway fromboth of them, let alone if another showed up, he stole aglancetothe door and realized that John hadleftit open.Anyone going by could see his humiliation.He didn't care. "YesSir," was all he could say; it was all hewanted to say. Anthony knelt there, naked, cock hard as the mendrank thebeershehadbrought in.He watchedthemasthey ignored his presence.Occasionally he would steal aglance towardtheopenthe door.He really didn'twantanyone seeinghimlikethis.He felt scared,humiliated,and dirty;but at the same time he was more turned onthanhe hadeverbeen.His cock was drooling precumsomuchhe thought his balls should already be dry, but it kept leaking out.Hisfirst time ever having sex couldn'tcompareto this moment. John and his friend had finished their beers and handed himthe bottles.He walked them back to the trashcanin thekitchen, still on his knees, and fetched twomorefor them.Ashe entered the living room, he saw twomoremen walk in the front door.Anthony didn't know these men,but his dick wanted too.They were dressed in full firefighters outfits,including the hats, boots, and gloves. Theliving roomnowcontained everything that He had ever jackedoff thinking about, all of his fetishes in one place, and all of themeager to use his body for their pleasure.Hisuncut cock twitched as he groaned and a load of cum flew from it's head. "Whatthe..Lookat that fella's.Thislittlebitch justshot a fucking load all over my fucking carpet!"John yelled. "Getdownthere and start licking it up, youfucking littlewhore,"the leather daddy ordered.Anthonystill hadheardhisnameorthenamesofthetwomenin firefighter's outfits.He handed them the beer'sandbent over, sticking his tongue out and lapping up his own load. Hehadtasted and eaten his own cum manytimes,but neveroffthe floor.The sweet, salty flavor lingeredin his mouth, making his dick begin to stiffen again.Whenhe had gotten all of it he could, he straightened back up.All ofthemen had taken off their pants. He choked as hesaw theirhugecocks.It didn't look like anyofthemwere under nine inches, and all of them were thick. Hecontinued to serve them beer.Hell, he thought, if alltheywanted was for me to be their fuckingmaid,all theyhadto do was ask.But his thoughts as wellashis eyes kept returning to those huge, hard, throbbing cocks. "Get over here, bitch," John ordered. Anthonycrawled over to kneel in front of him; looking upathim as a puppy might look up at it's masterwaiting for a treat. "Open your mouth," he ordered.Anthony did so and took thehead of the huge cock in his mouth.He started to suck onit,butstopped when John slapped himonthecheek, causing his eyes to water. "Ididn't tell you to suck it.Now don't waste a drop orthefourof us will beat the living shit outofyou. Understand?" Anthony nodded. Hismouthwasfloodedwithhotpiss.Thiswas somethinghehad never done before.He had thoughtabout it,but none of his boyfriends in the past had everwanted totry it.He had no choice but to swallow or drown in it. He swallowed.And he swallowed.The taste wasn't as he had feared,slightlypungent, salty, butnotdisgusting.A couple of times he thought he would gag, but only because of how much John was pissing. Finallyhefelt the last spurt of piss.Hisstomach feltfull, and he realized it had been some timesincehe hadlast pissed. "Sir, may I go to the bathroom andpiss?" Anthony asked. Johnbitch slapped him across the cheek.Tears welled up, he couldn't help it. "Youwill not speak unless you are spoken to. You will doas you are told.I didn't tell you you could go tothe bathroom.Hey Bryce, your turn."Bryce turned outtobe the leather daddy. Brycewalkedover to stand in front ofAnthony.He lookeddownathim, and an evil grintouchedhisface. Anthonyknew this man would hurt him, just as soon aslook at him.He opened his mouth knowing what to expect. Bryceplacedthe head of his cock inhismouthand started pissing.Again Anthony felt as if he were goingto drown.The taste was similar to John's but stillslightly different.Ashe swallowed the hot piss hismindslowly started slipping gears.He no longer was his own person, he only wanted to please these strong and dominate men that had not only took him, but were making him what they wanted, and more importantly, what he had always wanted to be: a boy for a strong Dad. Brycefinished and was replaced by Jake,oneofthe firefighters.His cock looked to be asthickasitwas long."Hurry up, I need to piss bad," he hissed asAnthony opened his mouth wide and took the huge mushroom shaped head in.Asthe flow started Anthony realized that his stomach wasgetting full, and that if he didn't relieve his bladder soon, he would be in serious pain and trouble.Jake's piss streamfinallyended, and was replaced by theotherman, whose name He still hadn't caught. "Alright boy, go get a bowl from the kitchen.Youcan pissinthatand then we will watch youdrinkfromthe bowl," John told him with a sneer. Ashebentover the bowl and started to lapuphis piss,John moved around behind him, knelt down andstarted pushing his huge cock up Anthony's ass. "You can take it you little whore," John ordered ashe reachedforthevegetable oil on thecounter."Iknow you've had guys in that tight ass of yours.I've heardthe sessions you have up there in your apartment.Take this man sizedcock."He pushed hard, burying his nine andahalf inchdickinhis ass.Anthony let out ayelp,andwas smacked. "Youweretold to keep drinking," Jake remindedhim. "Now drink, so you can get to sucking on this dick of mine." "Thisboy's got a tight fucking ass," John groanedas helongdicked Anthony's ass."Damn it all,ifhisass isn't sucking and working my dick like a starving man." "Wellhismouthaintbadeither.Lookatthis cocksucker,he's worked the whole fucking teninchesdown thatthroat, and he stills wants more."Jake smiled ashe continued to face fuck the boy.Anthony gagged a few times, especially when he was trying to catch his breathandJake forcedthat huge cock down his throat; but secretly hewas inheaven.He worked his ass and throat to give thesemen the best ride of their lives. Itdidn'ttake John long before his grunts andmoans grewlouder.Anthonycould feelthecockinhisass swelling, and knew that he was going to get a hugeloadof jizz up his ass. "Yeah, little bitch, I'm gonna flood that ass with cum. Yeah, boy, take my cock," John kept repeating. Jakerammed his cock down his throat again,andheld hisheadinplaceas he unloaded down Anthony'sthroat. Gaggingand sputtering, he swallowed, he had no choicebut toswallow.His throat kept working on Jake's cocktrying to milk more cum out of his fuck tube. "Yeah,littlefucker, you're a damn goodcocksucker. Yeah, you like that, don't you?" Jake asked, as he continued to feed his cock to Anthony. "Hereitcomes, boy," John cried, as hepaintedthe inside of Anthony's ass.He continued to ram his cockdeep upthe boy's ass, causing Anthony to gasp and groan. "Yeah, takethat cock, boy.I know you've wanted this daddydick up that sweet hole of yours." Anthonywhimpered as John pulled his cock outofhis ass, and Jake's cock slipped from his throat.Looking up at them,he felt only complete submission."Please sir,give me more!"Anthony growled. "Don't worry boy, we've got plenty more for you,"John chuckled. "Move out of the way guys.It's our turn to enjoy this boys'holes."Bryce said as he came over andshovedhis cock up Anthony's ass. Anthonyletout a scream as the man's hugecockwas forced up his ass with no lube. "Ah, no!" Anthony screamed "Shut up, boy, you can take it." Bryce growled. Before Anthony had a chance to protest, the other man , stillwearing the heavy firefighter's jacket moved in front ofhim,grabbedhis hair, and forced hisdickdownhis throat.Anthony actually welcomed the cock into hismouth andbegan working it like a starving man.Focusing onthe cockinhis throat helped to take the focus off thesharp pain in his ass. "Damn, this boy can suck!" the man whistled. "Yeah?Well, this ass isn't too bad either." Anthonygotalook at John and Jake, standingthere stroking their cocks back to an erection. Soon thepainin his ass subsided and pleasure began to fill him.His animal hunger for cock and his lust to be dominated took over,and he began growling and groaning like a starving animal. "Fuck,John,yougot a wildcat here!"thefireman fucking his face moaned. "Yeah, I think so too.We should have done this a long timeago."John replied, his cock again rock hard."Move thatlittlebitch in here so we can reallystarttearing that ass up." Thetwomendidn't pull out of him.Togetherthey pickedhim up and walked him into the living room.Anthony noticedthatthe front door was still standingopen.He didn'tgive a fuck any more.His world was the cocksthat werein him, and the cocks that would be in him.Theyset himdownon the floor.Bryce pulled out, and layonhis back.Anthony knew to straddle him and lower himself on the massive pole.Bryce pulled him down to him, and the fireman took up his position again in front of Anthony, feedinghim his cock. Anthony screamed and tears actually ran down his cheeks as his ass turned into a burning fire. "What'sthematter boy, can't handletwomansized cocks in that little twat of your?"John hissed in his ear. Whimpering, Anthony tried to move off of Bryce and away fromthe pain.But they weren't having it.They heldhim in place and it felt like his ass was being torn open.John shoved his cock deep until he was buried to his pubes.Both ofthemen gave his ass a chance to adjust.Hismindso focusedonthe pain, he thought he would passout.Just thenJake moved into view holding a small bottle.Heheld itunderAnthony's nose and told him to breathdeep.He did. Almostatonce his head felt lighter, his assdidn't hurt,and he felt as if he was floating.He began tosuck on the huge cock in his throat, and could feel the two cocks inhisass begin to fuck him.Lust again tookover.He began to fuck himself onto the cocks, growling and groaning. Whogave a fuck if the door was open, or the neighbors were watching.Maybe they'd come and use his ass too. Thecockinhis throat began to swellandheknew anothersweet load of cum was going to flood his mouth.He couldn'twait, he again started to milk it,swallowingas themanletout a gasp and unloaded inhisthroat.He pulled out and staggered back, sitting on the couch. "Thisis about the hottest scene I've seen inalong time guys." He panted. "Fuckyeah," Jake agreed. "Too bad we can't getthree cocks in that ass; that would be fucking hot." The two men continued to fuck him.Anthony reached out for Jake's cock. "What?Doyouwant this, boy?"Jake teasedmoving just out of reach."Beg for it." "Please, let-me-have-your-cock," Anthony begged ashis asswas assaulted.Jake moved to stand in front of him and fed his cock down his throat. Anthonygroanedas it slid down histhroatandthe pubichair tickled his nose.He knew deep downthatthis waswhat he was meant to be:a boy for his daddy, abitch for his man, a whore for his master.He wanted nothing else buttoplease these men that were taking advantage ifhis body and forcing him to degrade himself for their pleasure. "Ican't hold off much longer," John said as he thrust deep into the boy's ass. "Meeither," Bryce howled."Here it comes boy.Deep upthatsweet hole of yours."With a groanandafinal thrust,Anthony could feel the cocks in his assswelland shoot.Hot spurt after hot spurt filling his bunghole.The menjerking and thrusting as they unloaded androdetheir orgasm.Just then his mouth was flooded with anotherload of man juice from Jake. Afterthewaves of their orgasm ended, the threemen separatedthemselves from him, and left him layingonthe floor. "Damn,John, this has been one of the best fucksI've hadin a long time,"he heard one of them saying.He laid there eyes closed, his ass throbbing from the abuse, and his throat raw from the fucking. "Yeah,man, you need to do this more often."Another chuckled. "Iplanonit.But I think we'll needtofindus another boy.I'm pretty sure this one's about used up,"he laughed."Butwe might be able to use him tolureusin another boy.What do you fella's think?" AsAnthony drifted out of consciousness he heardthem laughing.

WillAnthonyallow himself to be used tobringmore boys to these sadistic, but hot men?How far will he goto please his new daddies?How far will he go to make surehe gets their cocks once again in his ass, and down his throat? How far?