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Cocky as the King of Spades (Old)	By : Writinghard Category: +M through R > Recess Views: 1122 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Prologue
- 1
Robert stood in the abandoned house in the woods. Around him were fellow kings of nearby schools. They had gathered at the request of another king who sounded so eager to show them something. He and his fellow kinds watched the inviting monarch, King Charles, show they. Robert stood there, mouth slightly agape. Charles, or Charlie as he liked to go by, sat in an old loveseat. A younger student, a boy that looked no older than a fourth grader sat on his knees between Charlie's open legs. Charlie's zipper was undone and his pants pooled around his ankles. The boys lips were wrapped around the king's hard 7 inch dick and his head bobbed up and down, sucking and licking the king's cock as if his life depended on it. Charlie's finger gripped the boys curly hair and guided him. He moaned, eyes closed and leaned his head back, as he pushed the boys head harder and faster.

The other kings watched with wide eyes. A few of them had started to softly rub the own cocks through their jeans. Their growing arousal at the sight was too strong for them to ignore. Robert felt a twitch in his pants as well, but resisted to urge to touch himself. There was no way that kid wanted to do that. No way. Charles had to be making him do it. A bribe or something…this wasn't right. There's no way…

Charles arched his back and groaned. Forcing the boys head all the way down, he came, releasing his seed down the boys throat. He then slouched, breathing hard. Catching his breath, he let go of the boys hair and looked around the room before speaking up.

"Well?" Charles started. He grinned and chuckled, wiping the salvia from his chin. "Who wants to go next?" Everyone except Robert excited raised their hands. Charles pointed at one who then rushed over, dropped his pants, and took his seat. And the boy continued.

"You don't look like you're enjoying yourself, Robert," Charles said, joining him on the other side of the room. The others looked on as the boy served the next one Charles had chosen. Having unzipped their pants, the stroked their hardening members as they hungrily waited their turn. Charles did the same, having abandoned their pants.

"He's just a fourth grader," Robert said. The moan in the room grew louder as the boy stroked two cocks, one in each hand, as well as sucking the one in front of him. His own dick strained against his pants, and it was getting harder to ignore. His hand twitched as he held himself back from the release he increasingly desired.

"So?" Charles laughed. "It doesn't matter. He deserves this. He was always causing me trouble, but ever since I started fucking him, he stays in his place."

"But…"

"Go ahead. Touch yourself. It won't hurt."

Robert swallowed. He couldn't. This was wrong. There was no way he would enjoy this…this _torture_ of a kid. He bit his lip as his stiff cock rubbed against his pants. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't take his eyes off the show in front of him. Load moans echoed through the room as the three kings came, one down the boys throat, and two on his hands, his cheeks, and his hair. Robert couldn't stop his own groans from escaping past his lips. Three more kings quickly took their spots, and the others watched on the side.

"What's wrong, Robert?" Charles asked. "You not joining in on the fun."

"This isn't right," Robert said. "He's too young."

"Your cock doesn't care," Charles said. He laughed a bit before addressing his fellow kings. "Are you all having fun?"

"Yes!" The others said in unison. "Thank you, King Charles!"

"See, Robert? Everyone is having fun, except you," he said. "Join us."

"I can't…" Robert said. "This is wrong…"

"Did you hear that, guys?" Charles called. "Robert thinks this is 'wrong'. He doesn't want to have fun like us."

"C'mon, Robert!"

"It feels _so good_~~"

"Come join us."

"This kid loves it more than we do…"

"He wants it!"

"He's so good at this! He's a pro…"

"Come have fun with us!"

"There's nothing wrong with it!" Charles smiled at their responses.

"Be gentle with him, guys. He has to last us all night," He said. "You don't want to wear him out before we're done with him."

"All night…?" They asked. Charles walked over to his bag in the corner. He pulled out a small bottle. Opening it, he poured out a handful of blue pills.

"That's right. Why stop when we _really_ want to keep going?" Charles signaled for them to come over to him. Robert watched as he handed them each two of the pills. They swallowed them dry. "That'll help keep us going all night. Besides, we're here to have fun. You boys don't want to stop, do you?" They all shook their heads.

'Oh my god. They're going to destroy this kid,' Robert thought.

"Now," Charles started. He turned towards Robert, and the others did the same. "What to do with him…" Charles walked over to the kid he brought as the others spoke up.

"Join us, Robert."

"It's fun."

"Yeah, come join us. Be one of us."

"No, it's wrong," Robert protested. "All of you are sick for doing this!"

"The kid wants it."

"He deeps throats like an expert. Just like a slut."

"He's a slut, Robert. A cock whore. It's all he's good for."

"If he wants it, I say we give it to him."

"That tent in your pants say you want to join in."

"No!" Robert shouted.

"Yes!"

"Just do it, Robert. You'll love it."

"He's a little slut! He deserves this!"

The amount of confidence they each had in what they were saying disturbed Robert. Did they know what they were saying?! They were saying this about a ten year old! What were they thinking? What happened to them? He had to be dreaming, this couldn't be real…

"That's enough," Charles said, silencing them. He walked over to Robert, dragging the boy over by the arm. He whispered into his ear before pushing onto his knee's between Robert's legs. Robert's eyes widened and he quietly gasped when he realized what King Charles was doing. His fellow kings broke out in wicked smiles and gathered closer, excited to watch the corruption of one of their own. Before he could stand up and stop this, Charles held him down by his shoulders. "He's about to join us," He said with an evil grin.

Before Robert could try to get free as the boy reached out and unzipped his pants. His now hard 8 inch cock sprang free, and slapped the boy's face. Robert could see the boys eyes were glossed over. His cock spurt precum on the boy's face. Robert bit his lip as the boy slowly licked and swallowed the clear liquid around his mouth, and eyed his length hungrily, ready to devour it.

"Fucking slut…"

"Cock whore!"

"You want this, Robert. You know you do," Charles whispered his is ear. The kings watching him began to stoke themselves again, their arousal rising. "You want this."

"No I don't…" He whimpered. Charles nodded towards the boy. The boy gently gripped his member and slowly licked the swollen head. Robert closed his eyes, trying not to moan as the boy licked and toyed with his slit. He felt the boy's lips stretch around him, and the warm and moist young mouth engulf him. The boy moaned around him, the vibrations made Robert curl his toes and ball his hands into fists. The boy then released him with a load 'pop'. He thought it was over, until the boy licked up and down his shaft. The boy soon took him in again, this time taking his entire girth into his throat. Robert gasped and his eyes shot open in the overwhelming wave of pleasure that shot through him.

"See, Robert? He's nothing but a slut."

"Feel's good, doesn't it?"

"Just give in to it. It's no use hiding it anymore."

"Give in, Robert~ "

"You know you want to~"

The group began to chant for him to give into his desires. Charles chuckled at his waning will to resist. The boy sucked faster and faster and faster, making it impossible for Robert to think straight. He moan and and clutched the boys curly hair, pushing him all the way down onto his cock, fucking his face. He couldn't resist anymore. It was too much, it felt too good, and his need to release was too much. He didn't know how, but Charles trained the boy to be an expert as this, and trying to resist it was pointless. Giving in to his carnal urges, Robert gave a guttural groan and arched his back.

"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!" He shouted. The boy released his throbbing member, and Robert shot his thick seed onto his face. Looking down, Robert saw his cum cover the boy's face, leaving barely any uncovered skin. It dribbled down his chin. The boy looked directly at him as he licked and swallowed the cum on and around his lips. His dick gave one last spurt before softening.

"That was great, wasn't it?" Charles teased. Robert weakly nodded, exhausted after his release. "You want to do it again, don't you?" He nodded again. Charles gave him two blue pills. Robert swallowed them dry. Sitting up, he saw the others kings had abandoned their clothes some time ago. They stroked themselves, eyeing the boy hungrily, like a predator ready to pounce and consume its prey. Their cocks stood hard, drooling thick copious precum and creating small puddles on the floor and coating their hands. Licking their lips, they were ready for more, ready and wanted to completely destroy the boy in front of them. The crazed look in their eyes showed that there was no reasoning with them anymore. They were going to have the boy, and nothing was going to stop them.

Robert could felt his own member twitch as he began to harden again. This time, he didn't hold himself back and began to stroke. Charles grabbed the boy by the arm, and threw him on the floor in the middle of the room.

"Go ahead, guys. Do whatever you want to him," Charles said. Not missing a beat, they all rushed over to him, and used him in every way possible. They took turns pounding into his tight ass, ruthlessly fucking his tiny mouth, and kept his hands busy on pumping their cocks, never giving him a break. Robert watched their merciless descent on him while pleasuring himself. They cummed on and inside of the boy, and hardened again within minutes afterwards.

Robert and Charles both enjoyed the sight. The room was filled with endless moans and groans as the boy pleasured themselves with King Charles gift. The pushed the boy past his limits, even double penetrating him as they became too impatient to wait to get inside his warm cavern. They silenced his screams of agony by shoving their cocks down his throat, fucking his face, not waiting for him to be ready. They didn't care about his pain, only their pleasure.

Robert lost count at the number of times he came. The only clue was the puddle on the floor in front of him. The sun was just beginning to rise as the pills they were given wore off. They left the boy in a cum puddle on the floor, panting and coated in their liquid. After putting on their clothes, they left him and gathered about Charles.

"You boys have fun?" He asked. All of them, even Robert, nodded and said yes. "Good. Now, before you all go home. I want to tell you something." He took out a stack of papers from his bookbag. "I bet you're all wondering how I got him to do this. It's simple really. I bet we all have that one kid that refuses to follow us easily. Who always wants to ask questions and questions our authority. A kid that doesn't know is place. That was him." He pointed at the passed out boy behind them. "He was the worst. never listening to me, defying my every order. I just wanted to do _something_ to him, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Then I figured it out. Had my guards bring him up to me. It took a while, but I managed to fuck him senseless.

"He resisted. He fought back so much, but he eventually gave in to it. He loves it. He loves having a cock in his hands and his mouth and up his tight little ass, all at once if he could. He never steps out of line anymore. That's how you get them to submit like a good follower. You fuck them so much they become delirious and start worshipping your dick.

"Well? You boys want to have your own little whore?" All of them, except for Robert nodded enthusiastically. Charles happily handed out the stack of papers to each of them "That'll tell you everything you need to know to make your own. When you're finished, you should bring them here to share them with us. We can make it a party." They all, minus Robert, laughed. "Now, before we go, how about we celebrate by giving this one one last circle jerk?" They cheered, agreeing. Surrounding the boy, they freed themselves and pumped their girth again. They moaned, calling him numerous insults before they came again, giving him one last cum coating. Thanking Charles, they left, extremely satisfied and pleased.

That was except Robert, that is. He stood, frozen, looking at the papers in his hands. One kid was bad enough, but now it was spreading. Without a doubt the others were going to do the same as Charles, and maybe be more brutal and cruel than he was.

"Is there something wrong, Robert?" Charles asked. He crouched in front of the boy.

"How can you do this?" Robert asked.

"I wanted to. And when you start, you'll see why," Charles said. "Trust me."

"No. I'm not doing this."

"You're telling me there isn't a follower of yours that you want to put in their place? Not a single one?" Charles asked. "There has to be at least one. It feels so good when you're pounding in his ass for the first time. The only better feeling is when you cum on his face. You're going to do it, Robert, just like the rest of them. Trust me. One day that follower is going to step way out of line, and you're going want nothing more than to fuck him into submission. It'll happen. And you'll thank me."

Robert shook his head. After straightening his clothes, he left the abandoned house without saying a word, wanting to leave all this behind him.
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