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He handed the scissors to Kenny. 'Finish him up, I'm gonna see if the guys are here.' Peter handed the scissors to Kenny and turned and began to walk from the room, shoving his hard cock back into his jeans and zipping himself shut again.
At the doorway, Peter turned and spoke to Kenny.
'Don't hurt my new bitch, Kenny.'

Matt, Chapter 2

Kenny heard the threat in Peter's voice even if Matt didn't. Kenny was insanely jealous of this little 5'3" Asian trash. He roughly finished the job, but made sure not to hurt him. He yanked the clothes from underneath Matt and tossed them into a corner of the big room behind Peter's motorcycle shop. The guys would be gathering in front of the shop, waiting for closing time so they could start their fuck party. They knew Peter had 1 or 2 surprises for them and his parties were always a good 'fucking' time. Matt kept an eye on Kenny, not trusting him to fully obey Peter, the big giant of a man. Kenny was moving around the table, spinning knobs and adding and securing his ties and it looked like he was clamping something down. Then he stopped and simply stared at him.

'You think you know what's gonna happen? You think Peter looked into your big brown eyes and fell in love? You think he likes you more than me? He don't. I been his bitch for a really long time. I am his fuck slave, his little girl when he wants a little girl., you are nothing.' Kenny started laughing, his cock getting hard again as his desire for Matt grabbed ahold of his cock and tightened its grip.
Matt noticed Kenny's smaller cock growing, and a tingle went down his spine. He knew Kenny was gonna try something. He just needed to survive until Peter got back.

He watched Kenny move to the head of the table behind him. Matt tried to turn to follow his movements but couldn't. All of a sudden, the table started to tip and Matt thought Kenny had tipped it over, he tried to fight the movement fearing the impact to the floor. But it never happened, instead Matt was flipped over onto his stomach.
'What the fuck…..'
'Shut up, bitch…….you fucking slut. I can't wait until Peter gives you to me. I'll fuck you up so bad.' Kenny continued with his work, faster now, hoping that Peter would be gone just another 5 minutes.

Matt felt the cold steel hit his chest, not fully understanding at first what had happened. But the table was rigged and a piece had risen to now hold his weight. He now rested comfortably but then again, another part of the table was moving and he felt his legs drop. Spread as they were, a rush of cool air hit his asshole. He felt hands on his cock from underneath him, moving him. His vision wasn't hampered but since he was face down, he couldn't really see what was happening.

He felt the touch of something warm and wet run up the crack of his ass. Though fear rushed through him, Matt felt his cock harden immediately. He next heard Kenny's voice in his ear.
'I knew you were a slut when Peter showed you to me. I tried to talk him out of it. I think he likes you too much, bitch. I think he's getting tired of me. I think the fucking prick is gonna replace his little girl, what do you think, chink?' Matt felt Kenny run his tongue roughly in the insides of his ear. Kenny pulled Matts' black hair, lifting his head to the side, yanking on his thick mane. Kenny's eyes burned into him and suddenly Matt was praying that Peter would get back in the room. Matt thought Kenny was jealous and pissed enough to hurt him bad. He remembered what Peter had said, 'If you get scared, just call out to me. Call for Daddy Peter.' Matt thought to himself he couldn't possibly say the words. Something in him held him back from admitting that he needed Peter for safety. But then Kenny got his attention back.
Kenny was gone and now at his ass, his fingers shoving something wet and cold up inside him and his cock got harder, he could feel it grow.
'Yeah, you like this don't you.' Kenny whispered. Kenny rolled his fingers inside the slender tubing of Matt's asshole. Matt shuddered at the rush of pleasure that came over him. 'Fuck, you are tight. You should be glad I'm gonna make you my bitch before Peter gets back in here. His cock is so big I could scarcely hold him in my mouth the first time I sucked him off.' Kenny pulled out and got another gob of K-Y and shoved it up inside Matt. 'And you ain't gonna say a word, bitch. Want to know why?' Kenny pulled his fingers out and grabbed hold of his hard cock. He rubbed his cock with the leftover K-Y that was on his fingers, making his cock look slick. He put his cock at Matt's asshole and leaned over Matt, but held back from entering. Kenny wasn't as tall as Peter but he easily reached Matt's ear, 'I'll kill you if you make one sound, I'll kill you if he finds out,' Kenny pulled Matt's underwear out of his pockets and spit on them, and brought them around to Matt's mouth. Matt held his mouth shut, teeth firmly clenched tight, his jaw almost aching. But he felt the cock at his asshole, he felt a hot slicing pain as Kenny started to push his cock inside Matts tiny virgin asshole. Then the pain of Kenny's cock being thrust all the way inside, fucking his virgin hole hard from tip to balls was enough to make Matt forget his refusal to take the gag Kenny offered and he opened his mouth to scream his torture, water running from his eyes. Kenny was ready for him. He had done this before. He shoved the briefs roughly in Matts mouth, and kept pushing them in until Matt felt himself start to swallow them, his felt his mouth tear a tiny bit where his lips joined and he felt the blood run down his chin. He grunted and felt Kenny pull his cock out almost all the way, leaving the bulbous head inside to save his place and then only to thrust it back in. Matt heard the slap of Kenny's balls hit his scrotum. The pain was excruciating. But Matt's cock grew still, inside the pain in his ass, a pleasure was beginning. Despite himself Matt moved his hips and thrust back at Kenny. He knew, he knew what would happen tonight and still his cock grew harder. Matt was afraid that he would cum soon if Kenny didn't quit fucking him. 'Oh god, this was what the girls felt when they were fucked by cocks,' Matt thought as Kenny pulled out of him again.
Kenny grabbed onto Matt's hips and held on.

'Oh, good bitch, what a tight little sweet cunt you got' Kenny panted. 'Just a few strokes more baby, oh fuck, you're good! You like Uncle Kenny's prick, don't you?' Kenny was grunting and the tight confines of Matts virgin ass was so stimulating that he knew this wouldn't be the last time he would want to fuck Matt. Kenny felt his cock surging with every thrust. 'You are just like a fucking cherry girl, you know that, bitch? You are my cherry girl, remember who fucked you first. You are my pussy right now, my cunthole. I have made you my little girl, you Asian fuck.' He was so close and yet he wanted to prolong the pleasure….but Peter. The thought of Peter put some fear into him and so he rushed his fucking and then felt his cock spurt his seed up into Matt's ass. At the same time, the precum on Matt's cock dripped off, his cock, throbbing and straining….Kenny still kept pumping, his semen helping to lube the skinny shaft and coat it so it slid in easier and easier. Matt couldn't help but moan with pleasure into the gag Kenny had put there. Kenny slowed and stopped, finally spent and he lay over Matt. Kenny's cock shrank until it popped out from Matt's ass, Kenny let it hang until he caught his breath. Matt felt the relief of no cock in his ass, no invasion but still his ass burned from Kenny's rape.
Kenny cleaned Matt's ass as good as he could, he looked at it and the only time he was ever glad he had a skinny dick cause he left no outside visible marks on the Asian asscunt. He moved around to the front of the table.
'Shit! Fuck! Shit! God dammit…..fuck!' Kenny was suddenly scared as he saw the small puddle of blood underneath Matt's head. He grabbed Matt's hair and pulled his head up so he could look at Matt's mouth. He noticed the drying blood and pulled the underwear out of Matt's mouth. The Asian's tongue was a little swollen. Kenny ran over to his duffel bag and pulled out a bottle of water. Uncapping it, he returned to Matt. He tipped it and tried to clean Matt up, rubbing at the blood on his face with the underwear, but careful not to reopen the tear at the corner of Matt's mouth.
Matt almost started laughing, and he might have if he wasn't so afraid that he would choke, his mouth was so dry. But it was good to see fear in Kenny's eyes and Matt felt a moment of power.
'…water…' Matt managed to croak.
'Fuck you, bitch.' Kenny growled. It was no good, all Peter would have to do was take one look. He remembered Peter's warning not to hurt his little bitch. He started to sweat, the last time he fucked up with Peter, his ass and throat had hurt for almost a month. He shivered as he remembered the number of men Peter had brought in for Kenny to service.
'…give me some water, now…' Matt said in a much stronger voice.
'Listen, you fuck, because of you, Peter's gonna tear my cock off and shove it down my throat when he sees this. Just shut the fuck up and let me think a minute.' Kenny yelled at Matt.
Neither of them heard the door close as Peter and 2 other guys came into the room. Peter took an inventory rather quickly, his eyes zeroing in on Matt's ass. He saw something thick and white oozing out of the Asian asshole, and he couldn't believe that Kenny had dared to touch his bitch. He saw that Kenny's pants were still undone, Kenny's cock still hanging out, limp but slick yet. He saw the tube of K-Y jelly on the floor at Matts feet, hanging over the tube. 'Stay here.' Peter spoke under his breath to the 2 men.
They had seen this kind of action before with Peter and Kenny and both of them got an immediate hard-on at the show that was going to unfold. They leaned up against the doorframe, anticipating. The one named Bruno stroked at his cock and giggled, a funny sound to come out of such a big man.

Matt heard Peter whisper something to others now in the room and involuntarily shivered. He felt a mix of emotions all at the same time: glee at Kenny being found out, rage at Kenny's rape, excitement at Peter's return and he really didn't understand that, but his cock was still hard….it hadn't diminished and it hurt more than anything. He felt a slight fear knowing more men were here.
Kenny looked up and saw Peter and behind him saw Bruno and Chris, Peter's ball-playing buddies that owned the bar across the street. He quickly shoved his cock in his pants and was about to zip his fly until he saw the hand movement from Peter. He froze.
'Leave it, Kenny, don't zip. Bruno and Chris are here. You remember how they like to look at your skinny prick.' Peter's rage at being denied the deflowering of Matt's virginity was boiling but he kept himself in check. He knew if he let it free, he would probably try to kill Kenny and that was too good for the little bitch. 'What have you been doing, Kenny?' I see Matt is ready….but there is some disarray and why do you have that look in your eyes Kenny?….what trouble did you get into now? Whose cum is dribbling out of my new cunt's asshole?' Peter had continued walking into the room and was now next to the table, next to Matt. Though Matt was facing the wall and hadn't yet dug up the nerve to turn and watch the scene. He felt the heat from Peter at his shoulders and knew he was there, Matt couldn't help the whimper leak out of him.
Peter heard the sound, and his cock stirred. He turned slightly and laid his hand on Matt's shoulder, could feel Matt tremble and he had to steel himself from taking the young pretty bitch right there and now. He loved a new bitch, and knew he would love training this one, he had picked Kenny out because he was slightly smaller than the normal guys he dated. He and Kenny had been living together for a couple of years but Peter was getting tired of Kenny's whining, and jealousy, and not keeping his place as Peter's slave. It was time to cut him loose and this was going to be as much fun as fucking his new little girl on the table next to him.
'Should I ask my new girlfriend what's been going on, Kenny?' Peter made himself comfortable. He slid his hand in the waistband of his jeans, and leaned up against the table next to Matt. Crossing his legs, seeming to relax, he slowly began to rub Matt's shoulder, making tiny circles with the tips of his fingers…over and over in the same spot. He felt Matt shudder and heard a deep exhale. He became pleased and protective of his new girlfriend both at the same time.
Kenny took a deep breath, he looked from Bruno and Chris, back to Peter and then looked down at the floor.
'Peter, I…..' He took a breath and started again. 'Peter, I, I couldn't help it, you know how I get when these bitches beg me to fuck them!' The words were out before he knew it and as he heard them, he became confident that this was the way to relieve himself, Peter would turn on the Asian whore instead of him. His confidence grew as Matt kept his silence.
'The little bitch begged me to take her cherry. He told me he saw me with you at Gino's and knew he wanted my prick.' Kenny was confident now, since Matt kept his silence.
Peter heard the words spill out of Kenny and he gripped Matt's shoulder as jealousy hit him. It had been such a long time since he had felt this kind of emotion and it caught him off guard. He didn't move a muscle except to increase the clench of Matt's shoulder. He knew he was bruising the slight man and right now, Peter didn't care. That this little slut could beg for Kenny's cock when he knew Peter wanted him for himself was too much to take. Peter prided himself on the good-looking, solidly built man that he was. He knew he turned heads, both male and female. He had any pick of either sex at anytime. His anger and jealousy grew.
He turned and leaned over Matt, 'Is this true, darling? Did you beg this blond bitch of mine to fuck you first?' Matt felt the heat from Peter's breath on his neck. He knew now he had to do something or he would never make it out of here alive. He was into something deeper than anything he had ever known. He had to say something, if he kept silent, Peter would kill him now or Kenny would kill him later.
'I'm waiting, sweetheart, what do you have to say.' Peter's voice grew a little louder, he no longer was whispering.
Matt spoke the words so softly that he barely heard them himself.
'What, I can't hear you, my bitch,' Peter leaned further over Matt, his ear closer to Matt's mouth.
Again, Matt spoke the only words that he knew would save him.
'God dammit, I can't hear a word you are saying.' Peter was pissed now thinking the new cunt was messing with him.
'Please.' Matt pleaded, a little louder.
'What?…What do you want?'
'Please, come closer…..?' Matt spoke slowly and very, very softly.
Peter moved from where he stood and went around to the other side of the table. He looked up at Kenny and saw the look of defiance on the blond man change to a look of fear. The difference in Kenny confused him for a split second until he stood in front of Matt, facing him now and brought his eyes down to look at Matt. He saw the cuts and bruising. He looked at Matt's eyes and saw the tears running from his eyes, he saw Matt's mouth move and he immediately moved so he could hear what the Asian victim said.
'Please, no, …………. Daddy Peter.'

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