****** In The Hole by loopy ******
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In The Hole


This story involves forced male/male raunch and other disturbing content. If
that doesn't interest you, don't read it. PART I sets up the story and involves
minimal raunch. PART II has some hetero sex - don't let that throw you. If the
male/male raunch is all you are interested in, you might want to head straight
to PART III and onward.

PART I - Twins

Theo and I grew up with a love-hate relationship. We're fraternal twins -
unidentical - but we look a fair bit alike anyway. Theo was always better
looking than me - although we are both well above average looking. Both of us
realized early on that Theo's looks were his only advantage over me. I had more
brains, more energy, more confidence, and more charisma than he did, and
throughout our lives, although girls might have first been attracted to him for
his looks, in short order they would abandon him if I decided I wanted them - I
could easily win them over with my charm. It gave me a twisted sense of
pleasure that both he and I knew that I could steal a girl from him at any
time. His relationships were at my mercy, and I knew full well that he was
jealous and resentful about it. He was more of a romantic than me - and in the
end, someone looking for real love would have been much better off with him.
But I learned early in life that it's easier to get people to admire you than
to love you - and I got off on being admired. I also realized early on that sex
is more fun and less hassle than love - so a good fuck was of much greater
interest to me than a committed relationship could ever be.

Despite our competitiveness, we spent a good deal of time together. I figure
Theo must have had somewhat of a masochistic streak, because the more time we
spent together, the more I could show him up in almost any activity. My marks
in school were always higher than his. Any sports we played always showed me to
be more skilled than him. As we got older, we'd go drinking together, and he'd
always try to keep up and drink as much as me. But in the end, he'd become a
slobbering fool that I had to look after in order to ensure he got home safely.
My feelings toward him were fucked up at best. If anyone had ever tried to harm
him, I would have fought such a person to the death. But I got intense pleasure
out of making sure that he knew I was better than him in almost every way.

I remember vividly a time when we were in high school and were having an
ongoing argument over this girl we both liked. Theo thought he was in love with
her. His jaw would drop and his eyes would bug out each time he saw her. I, on
the other hand, had decided that she'd be a good lay. One night when we were
both a little drunk, Theo brought this stupid chick up once again. He had been
actively trying to get to know her - I had been actively flirting with her. We
both felt like we were close to getting what we wanted from her. Theo was
convinced that his goal was far more noble than mine. He challenged me to a
fight, and it ended up getting pretty brutal. In the end, I pinned him down,
and sat on top of him. I was so angry that I spit in his face. He fought like
hell to get me off of him, but I kept him pinned. He cursed me and called me
heartless and cruel. It made me laugh. As he continued to curse me, I warned
him to shut up or I'd make him regret it. He didn't let up. After several
warnings, his continued cursing was making me more angry. I began to pound his
face over and over again, pleased to see the blood smearing across his cheeks.
He screamed and struggled, finally begging me to stop. I flipped my body
around, sat on his face, and let go a huge fart. I laughed as he squirmed under
me. Then I made him kiss my ass before I'd get off his face. The experience was
a turning point in our relationship. On some level, we had both realized before
that incident that I was somehow greater than him. But that day, my superiority
was brought to a more conscious level for both of us. Any time after that, when
Theo would try to argue with me and wouldn't let up, I'd say in a sly voice,
"Wanna fight about it?". When I was really feeling evil, I'd push out a fart
right after asking the question. He would always look down and shut up. In
terms of the girl we had fought over, I fucked her once and then I dumped her.
Theo didn't bother trying to talk to her much after that time.

When we were finished high school, Theo told me that he hoped that we'd attend
the same college together. I told him that would be fine by me, but then I went
about applying for the colleges that interested me, rather than discussing with
him where we might attend. He applied at all of the same colleges - I guess if
he wanted to be in the same one as me, he'd have to follow along behind me. I
knew clearly where I was headed - my interest was in computers, and I had
excelled in my computer courses in high school. Theo had done okay in the high
school computer courses, but had no clear idea of what he wanted to take in
college. He ended up following me into taking college-level computer courses.

We graduated at the same time - although to accomplish that, Theo had to take a
couple of extra summer courses to make up for the classes he'd failed. There
had been no chance of that happening with me - I graduated with honours. It
gave me intense pleasure to see how Theo struggled while I breezed through
without any problems. I can remember many nights when I'd pick up some dumb
bitch and bring her to the residence where Theo and I lived together. While I
was in my bedroom, fucking her and making her scream, Theo was in the next
room, trying hard to study in order just to pass. I always made sure that both
the bitch and I were making lots of loud, rude noises as we fucked - I wanted
to be certain that Theo knew what a great time we were having together while he
slaved over his homework.

I had a great plan for a computer business that I immediately set about making
a reality as soon as I'd graduated. Theo tagged along and I ended up making him
my partner - although I use the term "partner" fairly loosely. On paper, we
were equals in the business - meaning that we were taking the same financial
risk if the business failed. (I had full control over the money - I couldn't
trust Theo with that). But in reality, I called the shots and Theo just
followed along with my agenda. We both knew I had more business sense anyway,
and it was in both of our best interests that the business survive.

In time, we started to establish our business, and we were making enough money
that we talked about hiring a secretary to help with the office. We advertised
the position and had a fairly decent response to it - we set up several
interviews. One of the women who applied - Amy - immediately caught Theo's eye.
I could see his jaw drop as she walked in for her interview, and I rolled my
eyes. She was attractive enough - had nice tits and a cute face - but all I
didn't need was someone in the office to distract Theo from his duties. Before
even interviewing her, I was pretty certain I had eliminated her as a possible
candidate. But her qualifications and people skills turned out to be superior
by far than any of the other applicants, complicating the decision.

After the interviews were over, Theo begged me to hire Amy. "She's clearly the
best of all of the applicants".

"Yeah", I responded, "but that's not why you want her hired. You want to get
into her pants, and I have no time for a partner whose first priority is not
the business we've started together". It had been some time since I'd had any
interest in a girlfriend, focusing totally on making the business successful,
and every once in a while, finding some bitch to fuck in order to get some
sexual release.

In the end, I caved in to Theo's begging, and we hired Amy.

Much to my surprise, Theo's performance at work actually increased once Amy was
at the office. The two of them started dating, and began to fall in love. She
brought out all of the best in him, and seemed to provide him with focus. Like
all women, I could tell that she admired me on a certain level - that she felt
a strong attraction to me as a sexual being. But Theo's love and admiration of
her was so strong, that I could tell that she found that to be more valuable to
her than what I might have to offer if I was at all interested in her (which I
wasn't). The more Theo and Amy grew close and clearly in love, the better Theo
performed at work. It was getting on my nerves, and for the first time I could
ever remember, I felt a tinge of jealousy toward Theo. It's not that I would
have wanted a relationship like that of Theo and Amy - I was too focused on
making the business an even greater success to have any interest in a loving
relationship. But it annoyed me that Theo was clearly so happy. Somehow, it
felt threatening to me that my life was no longer so obviously superior to his.
The happier he became, the more I felt frustrated with him. I realized that if
I didn't do something about my feelings, that the business would suffer - and
I'd worked too damn hard at the business to allow it to suffer. I now had
several employees working for me, and there was no way I'd be willing to let
any of them think even for a moment that my performance was less than optimal.

Slowly, and very very subtly, I began to flirt with Amy. I could tell that, at
first, she had no idea how to react. She and Theo were talking about getting
married, and yet my charm was such that I knew she'd love to see what it might
be like to be fucked by me. I flirted with her enough just to tease her. Over
the following weeks, I could tell that I was disturbing her. Her performance at
work decreased slightly (I felt that, in the big picture, I could allow this to
occur for a little while), and when Theo and I were both together in the same
room as her, it was almost like she was a little nervous.

When I felt that I'd set things up just perfectly for Amy to spread her legs
for me, I arranged for Theo to take a business trip - the first I'd sent him on
rather than going myself. He was all smiles as he left, clearly feeling that
I'd decided that he was worthy of further responsibility within the company. I
smiled too - knowing that once again, I was fucking him over.

Theo was gone for a week - plenty of time for me to make my move and arrange to
fuck Amy - a good, hard, wild fuck on my desk at work late the evening before
Theo was due back. I'm sure she'd never had such a good lay in her life. I felt
like, given the right circumstances, she'd probably be willing to get a bit
kinky with me. But for the moment, that wasn't my goal. My only goal was to
throw a bit of a kink into the relationship between Theo and Amy - and maybe
make it so that my brother wasn't always walking around with a stupid smile on
his face.

When Theo came back, things evolved differently than I'd expected. It turned
out that Amy, feeling incredible guilt, told Theo about our rendezvous, and
begged for his forgiveness. Theo blew up and literally threw Amy out of his
apartment. He then stormed over to my place, waking me in the middle of the
night, and unleashed toward me the most incredible anger I had ever seen from
him. At first I laughed, making him even more angry. Then I asked, "Want to
fight about it?" with a little gleam in my eye and pushed out a fart. He
pounded on my wall in frustration, storming out of my apartment. I chuckled,
heading back to bed.

The next day at work, Theo showed up late. He marched into my office and
demanded that I fire Amy. "Not on your life", I told him, "You know she's far
too valuable to the company for me to do that".

Theo pounded both fists on my desk.

"I won't have you making a scene at work, Theo", I said. "I expect my employees
to leave their personal problems at home, and everyone who works here should be
able to expect the same from you".

"You bastard", he said, in a controlled voice. "I can't believe you'd do this
to me. You knew I was happy with Amy. And you just had to go and fuck it up".

"Theo", I said, "I didn't rape her. I can't help it if your girlfriend
willingly spread her legs. She made a choice - and her choice was my cock".

He continued to sputter in anger, finally stomping out of my office and leaving
the building. All of the employees saw him storm out, but they quickly looked
back at the work on their desks when I emerged from my office. Amy was back in
the file room. Her back was turned to me, but I could tell she was upset. I
decided that I couldn't allow my brother's emotional problems to ruin the
business I'd worked so hard to create. I called a locksmith, had the locks
changed at the office, and made the necessary changes to the company paperwork
to reflect what I'd decided to do: lock Theo out and take entire control of the
company myself. Not only would he have no further involvement with the company,
but he wouldn't see a cent from it either - I had essentially made him
disappear from the business, as if he had never existed.

PART II - Digging The Hole

The next few years were great for business. I had elevated Amy to second-in-
command - her skills really shone. I had given her a lot of power in the
company - she did all of the payroll, and had signing power on all of my bank
accounts, which were by now, substantial. I was out of town meeting clients so
often that I needed someone else I could trust with the finances of the
business while I was away. She showed a lot more business sense than Theo ever
had.

Amy and I continued to fuck on a regular basis, and I had been right with my
initial assessment of her - she could get pretty kinky between the sheets,
although not nearly as kinky as I might have liked. Still, the regular sex was
good for me. I made it very clear that I would not be trapped in a relationship
with her - I didn't need some bitch running my life. But in truth, she was
pretty much the only woman I fucked, and most people knew us as a couple.
Neither Amy nor I had heard from Theo for some time. After I'd cheated him out
of Amy and out of his part ownership of the business, he'd moved to another
city to nurse his wounds. I hadn't heard of his whereabouts for at least 8 or
10 months, and assumed that Amy hadn't either. We never discussed him - it was
like he'd never existed for either of us.

I bought a summer house on some private beach land - a place I could go to get
away from the craziness of the business every once in a while. I would never
leave for more than a week - I was too much of a control freak to trust the
business to my employees for longer than that time - but I'd head to the beach
house once every month or two, usually taking Amy with me.

It was great to fuck her outdoors in the sand, with the waves splashing just a
few feet away. We got into some pretty wild sex there. One day, baking in the
warm sun, she proposed an idea to me. We'd dig a hole - a deep hole - and I'd
bury her in the sand. I could tell by the gleam in her eye that we'd turn the
idea into a sexual adventure, and I readily agreed.

We pulled out shovels, and worked for a couple of hours on our project - my
cock leaking from thinking about the experience to come. We made a hole so deep
she could stand in it, and then, as she stood in the center, I took the shovel
and began filling it up - all the way to her neck. I patted the sand down
around her - only her head was above ground. I knew she was completely at my
mercy, and my hard-on gave away how much the situation turned me on. Over the
next few hours, I fucked her face, and had her lick my balls like a dog - even
making her bark for me. I stuck my feet in her face and made her lick them -
telling her to suck my toes. Finally, I decided to make her do something that
I'd always fantasized about, but had never found a bitch who'd agree to do it.
I stuck my ass in her face, and told her to lick it. It felt so good to have
her tongue pushing up my asshole. I had the intense desire to fart - to force
her to smell it. I battled in my head about whether or not to do it - I knew it
would disgust her. But it was a fantasy for me - the same feeling of power I'd
had all those years ago, when I'd farted in Theo's face. I wanted to feel that
again. As I slid my ass up and down, feeling her lick my crack like a dog, I
decided to do it. Without warning, I let out a small fart right when her tongue
was on my hole. She moaned slightly when it happened, but just kept on licking
me! "The sick bitch!" I thought.

Finally, after going at it for several hours, I came in her face. I left her
buried there, while I went inside the house to clean up, knowing that the sun
was baking the cum onto her face. About 20 minutes later, I emerged from the
house, and began digging her out of the hole.

I felt there was something odd about her manner with me. She was acting like
she'd had the best time with our sexual encounter, and yet, somehow it didn't
seem entirely sincere. I quickly dismissed the thought, not really caring
whether she'd liked the sex or not - I knew I had.

PART III - Climbing In

The next morning, bright and early, Amy woke up and crawled on top of me.
Waving her tits in my face, she said "Today, I want to bury YOU in the sand,
and have my way with you!". My cock instantly hardened. What would she make me
do once I was helpless? I was excited to find out.

The hole from yesterday was still there - we just had to dig it a bit deeper
for me. I crawled inside, and she began filling up the hole around me. She made
sure to pack it really firmly - I could feel a sense of complete helplessness
that turned me on incredibly. There was no way I could escape from that hole
unless she decided to let me out. I'd be at her mercy until that time.

When nothing but my head was sticking out from the sand, she stood up and
smiled. "Just a second", she said. "I'll be right back".

She headed up to the house and I wondered what idea she might be cooking up. I
figured she'd bought some new sex toy that she wanted to try out with me.

She was gone for a long time - at least 20 minutes - when I began to wonder
what was going on. What was she up to?

More time passed. My body was cool under the sand, but my head was getting hot
as the sun rose higher in the sky.

She'd been gone at least 40 minutes when I began to call to her. "Amy! What the
hell are you doing?!". There was no reply. There was really no chance of her
hearing me from the house, and all I could hear was the sound of the waves
moving back and forth. I began to wonder if something was wrong - had she
fallen and hurt herself?

Once an hour had passed, I knew that something was terribly wrong. I tried to
struggle to get loose, but it became painfully clear that there was no way to
escape - I couldn't even wiggle my shoulders.

I looked around, hoping desperately that someone might wander by to rescue me.
There were other houses in the area, and although they were each a good
distance from each other, at times we had seen a neighbour walking by. I
couldn't see anyone.

For the first time in my entire life, I felt completely trapped and hopeless.
My struggling was getting me no where, and I was getting frustrated and angry.
I called to Amy every once in a while, but knew that it was hopeless - she
would never hear me. And then, to my surprise and relief, I saw a teenager
coming toward me. I thought I recognized him as someone who lived in the area,
but I couldn't be sure. He looked to be about 16 or 17. He was wearing nothing
but cut-off jeans, and appeared to be walking lazily in the sun. He was at
least 300 feet from me, and I could tell that he had not yet noticed me. I
began to yell at him, "Hey kid! Over here!". The waves were too loud for him to
hear me. It looked like he might turn to walk away from me, and I was so
frustrated I thought I might burst. But then, he changed his mind, and started
walking toward me again. As he got closer, I could tell that he'd seen me now,
and was coming over to investigate. I felt a flood of relief hit me.

He was smirking as he walked up to me. "What the hell happened to you?" he
asked, grinning.

"My girlfriend buried me here. She went inside. I think something must have
happened to her. She hasn't come back and I've been here for a good couple of
hours".

The kid looked up at the house and then back at me.

I felt annoyed that he was just standing there. Wasn't it obvious that I needed
help?

"Ahem", I cleared my throat. "I don't suppose you could find it in your heart
to help me out". My sarcasm was obvious.

The kid grinned. "That's kind of a shitty way to ask", he said smiling. I
wasn't amused.

"Look, kid", I said, my frustration obvious, "Get me the fuck out of this hole.
My girlfriend is inside and needs my help!".

"Let me check", the kid said, walking up towards my house. I felt anger boil
within me as I waited for him to return. This fucking kid was pissing me off.

He came back a couple of minutes later, a huge smile on his face. "Listen,
pal", he said to me, "is your girlfriend blond with a great bod?".

"Yeah, that's her", I replied, the anger in my voice still obvious.

"Well", the kid said chuckling, "I hate to ruin your day, but she's in your
house fucking some other guy". He laughed.

"Bullshit!" I screamed at him. "Get me out of this fucking sand! NOW!"

The kid laughed more as I got more angry. "I swear to God", he said. "She's in
there fucking this guy - I saw them through the window. He looks a lot like
you".

My thoughts began to spin. She couldn't be in there with Theo...could she?

I was overtaken by anger and screamed at the kid, "Listen you fucking little
cocksucker, get me the fuck out of this sand! Do it now!".

The kid stopped laughing, but still had a bit of a smirk on his face. "I don't
think you're in much of a position to order me around", he said. "If anything,
I'd think you should be asking me really nicely to help you. Maybe saying
'please'".

"Fuck you!" I shouted. "Fuck you, you snotty nosed brat! When I get out of
here, I'll find out who your parents are and I'll send my lawyer to speak with
them!".

The kid started to laugh again. "For what?!" he asked. "Because you're an
asshole and I haven't helped you out? No wonder your girlfriend is fucking some
other guy. You'd be hard to live with".

With that, he turned to leave.

"Come back here! You come back here right now you fucking little shit! I'll
fucking kill you when I'm out of here. If I die of thirst it will be on your
head!".

The kid got about 20 feet away, then turned back toward me. I thought he'd
finally decided to show some sense. He walked up to me, standing directly over
me. I looked up at him as he grabbed onto the fly of his shorts and began to
pull it down. He had a big smirk on his face.

"What the fuck...?" I managed, before I saw him pull out his dick and begin to
piss down on my face.

I sputtered as piss splashed over my face and lips. "Drink up", he said,
laughing. "I wouldn't want you to die of thirst". His piss stunk and I was
completely disgusted to taste it on my tongue.

"I'll kill you!" I shouted, as the kid zipped his fly and began walking away.
"I'll fucking kill you, you little bastard!". The kid ignored me and I watched
him walking until I couldn't see him any more. The piss on my face and in my
hair was being dried by the sun, and the stench of it grew worse in the heat.

Time continued to pass. My thoughts were consumed with feelings of hatred -
towards Amy, Theo, and the kid who'd pissed on me. Had I been free at that
moment I could have killed each of them with my bare hands.

It must have been at least 2 hours later that I noticed someone walking a dog
way down the beach. I had no idea if the person would turn away before reaching
me. I was growing tired and weak. I kept watching the person grow closer and
closer. Finally, when he was close enough, I realized in anger that it was the
same stupid kid who had come by earlier. Rage pulsed through my body, but I
tried to calm myself as he kept moving nearer to me. Somehow I had to convince
him to let me out of this hole.

He grew close enough that I recognized the dog he had with him as a pit bull. I
had heard so many things about those dogs - how vicious they can be. The kid
was smiling widely as he walked up to me. It would be an incredible blow to my
pride to try to be reasonable and nice with this kid while I was still covered
in his stinking piss, but I decided to try that approach anyway. Anything to be
freed from the fucking sand.

"Hey, pal", the kid said cheerily as he approached me. "Thirsty again?". He
grabbed at his crotch as he said this.

"Listen, kid", I said in the most reasonable tone I could muster, "please let
me out of here. I've been baking in this sun for probably 4 hours now. I could
end up with a stroke. Could you please help me out?"

The kid smiled and said nothing, moving closer to me. The pit bull began to
sniff around my face.

"This is Lucifer", the kid said, referring to the dog. "He's a mean son-of-a-
bitch. It's good that you're speaking calmly to me. If you were to yell or get
angry, he'd probably bite your face off".

As he said this, the dog continued sniffing around my face. He did look mean -
incredibly so - and I was nervous that he was so close to me.

The kid laughed as the dog sniffed and licked at my face. "He smells my piss
there!" The kid looked at Lucifer saying, "Do you like that smell?"

Almost as if in response to the kid, Lucifer turned his body and lifted his
leg. I saw what was coming next as if it was in slow-motion - the dog pissed in
my face!

The kid fell to the ground laughing, holding on to his gut as the stench of the
dog's piss hit me full force. Anger rushed through me, but the dog was still
right in my face, and I was afraid of raising my voice lest he bite me. The kid
was rolling back and forth laughing, saying "That was fucking terrific! Good
boy, Lucifer!"

Lucifer moved away from me and went over to the kid, almost like he was
investigating why the kid was rolling around in the sand. In my most controlled
but clearly furious voice, I said to the kid, "This has gone far enough. I
demand that you dig me out of this sand immediately!".

The kid sat up and sneered at me. "It hasn't gone far enough yet, asshole. If
you think you can order me around like I'm some sort of servant, you can fuck
yourself. You're the one who's trapped - you have no power and I have plenty.".
Then he glared at me with anger in his eyes. "You change your attitude fast or
I'll fucking kick your face so hard you'll lose all your teeth. Then I'll let
Lucifer have his way with you - and once he chews up your face, you'll be
scarred and ugly for the rest of your pathetic life".

The kid's anger frightened me, and I realized that I'd been stupid to try
bossing him around earlier. For all I knew, he could be some mental case who
could easily take advantage of my current helplessness. I said nothing as I
waited for him to make the next move. He turned toward Lucifer, rubbing behind
the dog's ears, ignoring me for a while.

Minutes passed, and the kid turned to me again, scratching at his crotch. "Have
you ever sucked cock?" he asked me.

I was annoyed at the question, but kept my voice controlled. "No".

"I've never been sucked", the kid said. "I fucked a girl for the first time a
couple of months ago, but she didn't want to suck my cock. I thought that was
kind of weird - I thought all girls were into sucking, but I guess not."

There was silence for a moment. The kid stood up, undid his shorts, and they
fell to the ground. He wasn't wearing underwear. He walked over to me, and fell
to his knees by my head, his cock waving in my face.

"You want out of that hole pretty bad", he said, poking his cock at my nose and
in my eyes.

I said nothing. Is this what it would take?

"I want a blow job", the kid continued, his dick brushing against my lips,
leaving sticky precum behind.

The kid put his hand on the back of my head, pushing his semi-hard cock past my
lips. I closed my eyes, deciding to comply with his wishes. The thought of
sucking the kid's cock was revolting to me, but I tried to block the thought
from my mind. His cock was getting harder in my mouth as he pushed his hips
back and forward, fucking my face - just as I'd done to Amy the day before. His
cock grew large and was jabbing at the back of my throat. I would gag but he'd
keep forcing it in, and I'd have to fight to catch my breath to avoid choking.
His hand was on the back of my head still, and as he got more excited, each
thrust came with greater force. I prayed that it would be over soon. Finally,
he cried out and I could feel his warm cum spurting into the back of my throat.
I fought to block the thought of his hot cum sliding down into my stomach - it
was sickening to me. And the fucking kid seemed to squirt over and over - as if
he hadn't shot his load in weeks.

His hand remained on the back of my head, and I could feel his cock slowly
growing soft in my mouth. "It's over", I thought, thinking that maybe the kid
would finally release me now. I kept expecting him to pull his cock from my
mouth, but he didn't. And then, with horror, I felt piss begin to spray into my
mouth. Hot, putrid piss. I fought to keep from swallowing, but started to choke
and gag and realized that I had to force it down. The kid was saying nothing -
as if what he was doing was not the least bit out of the ordinary. I could feel
my stomach heaving and I was certain that I was close to puking up the bitter
urine. I struggled to drink down the last of it, feeling faint by the time the
kid finally pulled his dick from my mouth. I coughed and sputtered as the kid
laid back on the sand, reaching over to his dog. "That felt so fucking good,
Lucifer", the kid said in a soft voice.

There were a few seconds of silence, and then the kid laughed. He was still
laying on the sand, and I was afraid to know what he might be thinking. It
didn't take long to find out.

"Lucifer", the kid said, scratching at the dog's ears, "have you ever had a
blow job?"

The most sickening feeling developed in the pit of my stomach. The kid wouldn't
really...would he?

Laughing, the kid grabbed at the dog's front legs, dragging him over toward my
face.

"No way!" I said to the kid. "There's no way you can make me do this! This has
gone too far as it is!".

"I can make you do whatever the fuck I want", the kid said, smiling as he
pulled the dog in front of my face. Lucifer's cock was an inch from my lips.

"NO WAY! No FUCKING way!" I yelled.

The dog growled and tried to snap at my face. The kid pulled back on him,
saving me from Lucifer's angry teeth. "You can't yell like that", the kid said,
as if speaking to a child. "If you do, he'll attack you. Now, suck his cock".

The kid pushed the dog's body toward my face, it's cock smacking against my
nose. The kid reached down, grabbing Lucifer's cock and guiding it towards my
mouth. The dog was growling and struggling. "It's ok, boy", the kid said
soothingly.

The stinking dog cock was forced past my lips. "Suck it", the kid commanded,
"or I'll make him attack you".

I began to suck the dog's cock. He kept growling at first, as the kid held onto
his front legs and tried pushing the dog forward with his knees. I could feel
the cock begin to grow, and the dog settled, as if he'd finally realized that
the situation was becoming pleasant for him. I felt utterly degraded as the
dog's cock grew in my mouth, much longer than I would ever have imagined it
might be. I could feel it knotting in my throat as I sucked frantically, hoping
that I could make the fucking animal cum as quickly as possible, bringing this
nightmare to an end. The kid was becoming frantic, laughing and shouting over
and over, "Suck it! Suck Lucifer's cock! Eat his fucking cum!". Through the
disgust and degradation it occurred to me that 'Lucifer' was a most appropriate
name for this animal - because the situation I found myself in was so
disturbing that I might as well have been sucking the devil himself.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the dog began to spurt it's cum.
It was hard to believe, but he actually shot more than the kid had earlier -
who would have thought a dog would cum so much? I choked it down. The kid was
laughing like some sort of evil sadist, and pulled the dog back and out of my
mouth just in time to watch the last couple of spurts from the bright red cock
spray onto my face. The kid let go of the dog, and once again threw himself
onto the sand, laughing, rolling, and holding his gut. "That was incredible!
That's the most fucked up thing I've ever seen!" he shouted through his
laughter. The aftertaste of the cum was revolting, and I felt more base than I
had ever imagined possible.

The kid got up and walked up to my face, taking his foot and smearing the cum
over my lips with his toe. "That was fucking great", the kid said, as if we'd
just engaged in consensual sex and he was complimenting me. He bent over and
picked up his shorts. "I've got to go", he said. "I'm late for meeting my
friends".

He turned to leave but I called out to him. I had no pride left, and all anger
had disappeared. My voice was pleading, "Please don't leave me here!". I fought
to keep from crying. I had never felt so distressed in my life. "You can't
leave me. Please!" I begged, "please dig me out of here. I'll never tell a soul
- no one - about what has happened here today. Just please don't leave me!".

The kid chuckled as if I was a little kid begging for candy. "Sorry, pal, I've
got to run". And with that, he took off running, the dog chasing behind him.

PART IV - Revenge

I'd reached a point where I felt completely lost. I almost felt doomed to die
in that fucking hole. I'd been buried there since mid-morning. I glanced at the
sky, guessing the time to be around 6 pm. Every once in a while, I would glance
around the beach, hoping that, by some miracle, someone might happen by. But
there was no one around. I was alone.

By that time, I was feeling nothing - no anger, no hatred - I was just numb. My
whole life, I'd felt confident, powerful, and in control. It had never occurred
to me that I might one day experience feeling so powerless.

I saw movement out of the corner of my eye, taking me completely off guard. My
heart leaped with hope for just a second, but then tightened with fear when I
realized it was Theo. He was smiling broadly, looking triumphant. He had
nothing on except white briefs.

He walked up to me, his feet stopping inches from my face - I stared at his
ankles.

"Hi, bro", he said, "Long time no see".

I didn't know what to say. I had cheated him in so many ways, and now he was in
the perfect position to get revenge.

He flicked sand into my face with his toe. "You don't seem surprised to see
me", he said.

I tried to explain about the kid and how I'd been forewarned of his presence,
but my words came out all jumbled, making Theo laugh.

"Amy and I have been having a pretty busy day together", he said. "We've been
fucking a lot - it was so great to fuck her in your bed, knowing you were
trapped out here. We've also been packing a few things".

I remained silent. Theo continued on, explaining that he and Amy had been
secretly seeing each other for several months now, and had decided once again
to get married. For several weeks, they had been hatching a plot to get revenge
on me for ruining their relationship the first time around. "Today", he said,
"it's all fallen together". They had taken my money - all of it - from my
various accounts, and were set to leave the country "where you'll never find
us", he explained. "We needed you out of the way while we worked out the finer
details - that's why we came up with the idea of burying you in the sand. By
the way, Amy said to tell you that you were pretty fucking disgusting with her
yesterday. She would never have allowed you to do that sick stuff with her if
she hadn't known we'd be ruining you today".

There was a few seconds of silence before I asked, "Are you going to help me
get out of this hole?".

Theo laughed. He ignored my question and continued speaking of Amy. "She said
you farted in her face. You're a sick bastard", he said with disgust.

Theo crouched down, grabbing me by my hair and forcing me to look up at his
face. "What is it with you and farts? How can you treat people that way?"

I didn't know what to say, although it was clear he was expecting an answer.
Should I be honest? I couldn't think of a decent lie, so I told the truth.
"It's a control thing", I said. "When I farted in Amy's face - and in your face
when we were teens - it was to show I was powerful".

"You're not very powerful now", he said, his face betraying his loathing of me.

"No", I said, "and I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry".

Theo laughed - a sarcastic, bitter sounding laugh. "You're not sorry", he said.
"You don't know what 'sorry' is. But I'm going to MAKE you sorry. By the time
you get yourself out of this sand, you'll have no money, and no pride. Just
like me when you cheated me out of the business and stole Amy from me".

With that, he shoved my head back and let go of my hair, standing up once
again.

I was afraid. I wasn't sure if Theo planned to harm me, or if he'd just turn
and leave - taking all of my money with him.

He pulled off his briefs and tossed them aside, and I knew I was in trouble.

Turning his back to me, he knelt down, sticking his ass into my face. "Smell
it", he commanded.

"Please, Theo", I begged, "Can you just dig me out? You can have the money - as
much as you want. I'll give it to you if you like".

Theo laughed again. "I have all of your money already, you moron. Now I just
need to steal your pride".

"But I could die here if you don't free me", I said, his ass still pointed at
my face.

"You won't die", he said. "Not if you do as I say. Once I'm through humiliating
you, I'll free you".

I felt like crying. I was at his mercy, but I desperately wanted to keep my
pride. I could refuse to obey him - I could tell him to fuck off and leave me
alone. But if I pissed him off and he left, would I be left to die?

"Smell my ass", he said, pushing himself backwards so that my nose was in his
crack. I swallowed hard and began to sniff, smelling the faint scent of shit.
Then suddenly, he forced a loud fart from his puckered hole, spraying my face
with the stench. I coughed, taken off guard and sickened by the foul smell.
"Ahhh", Theo said, laughing. "Revenge is so fucking sweet".

He reached back, sticking his index finger up his asshole and moving it around,
and then pulling it out. He looked back over his shoulder at me as he stuck his
finger up my right nostril. "Mmmm", he said, "that must smell good". He
repeated the process, sticking his finger up my left nostril. When he pulled it
out, there was a hunk of snot on his finger. "Gross!" he said with disgust.
"Lick it off!". He forced his finger through my lips. He laughed as I cleaned
it, swallowing down the snot. I was sickened.

He turned, sitting cross-legged in front of me, and began digging in his own
nose. He pulled out a brownish hunk of mucus and wiped it across my lips.
"Lick", he said, and I sucked the snot into my mouth. I fought hard to keep
from thinking of what I was doing, but the slime on my tongue so revolted me
that my stomach heaved. "Don't puke!" Theo commanded, "or I'll make you eat
your own vomit. Now swallow my snot". I forced the disgusting slime down my
throat, telling myself over and over in my mind that I must not puke, I must
not puke. I managed to get the snot down. The look of utter disgust on my face
did not escape, Theo, who jumped to his feet laughing. "I have to go get a
camera. This is just too priceless!". He walked up to the house, returning a
few minutes later with camera in hand.

Theo stood about a foot in front of me. "Look up at me", he said. I looked up
and he took a shot. "Now, keep looking up". He pointed his cock at my face, and
began to piss in my face. I sputtered. "Look up!" he yelled. I looked up at
him, and he took several shots of his piss hitting my face. The smell was
revolting. "Now open your mouth", he said. "I need a shot of you drinking it".
I opened my mouth, drinking down the putrid liquid as Theo continued to capture
my humiliation on film. When he was through, he sat down in front of me again.

"Look at me", he said. I looked into his eyes, his piss dripping from my hair,
down my face. His face was jubilant.

"Let's see", he said. "You've smelled my farts, eaten my snot, I've pissed on
you...what's left?"

There was silence. Theo smacked my face. "What's left?!" he demanded.

"I don't know", I said.

"Wrong answer", he said, kicking sand into my face. I coughed as it went up my
nose.

"What's left?" he asked again.

The only thing I could think of was his shit. And I thought there was no way he
could be thinking of that. That was too low. I tried to think of something else
- what could he be wanting me to say? - but I could think of nothing but his
shit.

Theo could see the wheels turning in my head, as he continued to smile down at
me.

"I really don't know", I said in a pleading voice.

"Yes you do", he told me. "I can tell you do. You just don't want to say it.
But that's what I'm going to give to you".

"Your shit?" I asked, my voice betraying my fear.

"Bingo!" he said laughing. "I have to take a shit in the worst way!".

"Please no!" I begged. "Not that - PLEASE not that! You've proven your point,
Theo. You've won! I've been thoroughly degraded - you can't ask for more from
me. I'm swallowing my pride, Theo. I HAVE no pride left! PLEASE - I BEG you,
don't make me do this!"

Theo laughed, turning his ass towards my face once again. "NO!" I screamed,
"PLEASE, PLEASE NO!".

He blew a fart into my face. The foul smell swept through my nostrils and
burned my throat. "I seem to recall", he said, "that when you pinned me down
when we were teenagers, you farted in my face, and then you made me kiss your
ass".

"But I had clothes on!" I said desperately. "This is going way too far!".

"Kiss my ass", he said, pushing his hole towards my lips. I readily kissed him.
"There", I said. "Now please, no more. I've kissed your ass. You've had your
revenge. Now please - can we stop here? Please dig me out of this hole!".

Theo laughed, and I watched in horror as the pucker of his asshole stretched
open, revealing the end of a filthy brown turd. "NO!" I shouted. "PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE!".

The turd continued to push out slowly - it was thick and very dark. It pointed
out towards my nose, and the smell was more vile than I could have ever
imagined. "Smell my shit!" Theo said laughing, as the turd broke from his hole,
hitting the end of my nose as it fell to the sand in front of me. I gagged and
fought not to puke from the smell, as the first log was followed by a second,
and then a third. My brother turned to look at the little pile he'd created a
mere two inches from my face. "Perfect!" he yelled triumphantly, and then
reached for his camera. He snapped a few shots, directing me first to look at
the shit - *snap* - then to look up at him - *snap*.

"Now", he said, sounding victorious, "I'll give you the choice. Either you lick
my ass clean, or you eat my shit. You choose".

I fought to keep from crying, but it was no use. Tears dripped down my face.
"Please", I begged pathetically. "It's been enough, hasn't it? You've won.
Isn't that enough?".

Theo laughed at my tears. "Winning was never enough for you in the past", he
sneered. "You always had to rub it in - to make it worse - to make it as bad
for me as you possibly could". And then he said slowly, "and
revenge...tastes...so...fucking...SWEET!".

The smell of the pile of shit was still overpowering. Each time I inhaled, I
risked puking on top of the mess.

"So make your choice then", he said. "Lick my ass, or eat my shit".

Begging was getting me no where. "I'll lick your ass", I said, completely
defeated.

"Good choice", he said smiling. "That's my preference too".

He turned his back to me, squatting and pushing his crack to my lips. I could
see bits of shit clinging to the hairs around his hole. I closed my eyes,
knowing I would surely be sick if I allowed myself to watch what I was doing.

I stretched my face forward, touching his hole with just the tip of my tongue.
I gagged and recoiled.

"You'll be here all day at that rate!" Theo laughed. "You need to give it a
good solid wipe - like your tongue is my toilet paper".

He moved back slightly, pushing his crack firmly over my face. I began to lick
- lapping like a dog. I knew I needed to clean his ass as quickly as possible
if I was to make it through without puking. The shit felt like crunchy peanut
butter on my tongue. The taste was worse than any nightmare might have prepared
me for. I licked and licked, forcing my mind to ignore the reality of what I
was doing. Finally, it was clean.

"You all done?" Theo asked cheerfully.

"Yes", I managed, feeling non-human.

"Good", he said, standing. "Then my work here is finished. Good-bye". He began
to walk away.

"Wait!" I shouted. "You said you'd free me if I obeyed you!".

"Well you can't expect me to do that now", he said. "I can't have you spoiling
the plans Amy and I have made. Once we're safely on our way, I'll call the
police and tell them how to find you. They'll dig you out."

"NO!" I screamed. "You can't let them find me with this pile of shit in front
of my face! You just can't!".

"Well", he said laughing, "you should have thought of that when you chose to
lick my ass instead of eating my shit. It's close enough to your mouth - if you
don't want them to see it, just sucked it up and eat it before they get here. I
won't be calling them for a few hours - you have the time".

And with that, he turned and walked back up toward my house.

PART V - The Final Insult

I battled over the predicament I found myself in. I could choose to eat his
shit, or could be found by the police with a pile of shit directly in front of
my face. At one point, I tried to suck one of the logs towards me. It wasn't
working. I tried harder - stretching out my tongue and poking at the turd
nearest me. The taste made me heave and gag, and I knew I'd never be able to
force all three of the logs down my throat, even if I could manage to suck them
in.

The sun was setting. Flies played around in the shit, jumping around on it and
then landing on my face. I tried to blow on them to get them to leave, but it
only made them dance around more.

It grew dark. There were no street lamps, so the only light came from the small
sliver of a moon and the stars shining on the water.

I heard voices, and saw a flashlight in the distance. It was getting closer to
me. Was it the police? I tried to yell, scattering the flies in my face. The
light was definitely getting closer. I felt a mixture of mortification and
relief - soon I would be free, but not before I'd been found in this completely
humiliating condition.

The flashlight was shining on me now, and I could hear someone whisper, "This
is the guy". Two bodies walked up to me, and to my horror, I realized it was
the kid who'd pissed on me earlier in the day. He'd brought a friend.

"What the fuck?" I could hear the kid saying, and then he and his friend
started laughing. "Holy fuck! Someone shit right in his face!". They were
laughing so hard, the light from the flashlight danced all over the place. At
one point, it illuminated the kid's friend, who was black, taller than the kid,
and looked to be about 17.

"The police will be here any minute", I said, hoping that they'd turn and run.

"Yeah, right", the kid said.

"It's true!" I said. "My brother is calling them to find me."

"You're brother?" the kid asked. "You mean that guy who looked like you who was
fucking your girlfriend earlier today?". He snickered.

"Yeah. That's him. He's called the police. They're on their way. You'd better
leave before they arrive. I'll tell them you pissed on my face earlier when
they get here. You'll be arrested."

Both kids laughed. The kid's friend asked me, "Who shit in your face, man?".

"My brother", I explained. "He was getting back at me for stuff I did to him.
So you see? He really was here, and he really has called the police. They'll be
here any time, so you'd better get out of here now".

The black kid grabbed the flashlight and shone it into my face. "That's nasty,
man. Look at all those flies. I'll bet that stinks, huh?" He giggled.

The other kid stepped forward and said "I've got to take a leak again". I heard
the sound of him unzipping his fly just before his piss started splashing on my
face.

"Fuck off!" I yelled. "Leave me the fuck alone!".

Both boys laughed as the black kid pulled out his cock, joining his friend in
pissing on my face. "Ahhh", he said, "Sometimes it's just so good to piss!".

The stench was revolting, especially since their streams of piss were also
hitting the shit, reviving the smell of the waste.

"Fuck, man", the black kid said, spraying one last stream in my hair, "I've got
to take a wicked shit, too".

"Do you?" the other kid said, sounding thrilled at the announcement.

"You bet. Hold that guy's head back!".

"NO!" I screamed. "NO FUCKING WAY!". The kids just laughed, the white kid
moving behind me and grabbing my hair, the black kid dropping his pants and
squatting his ass over my face as his buddy held my head back.

The black kid started grunting loudly, as I continued to yell "NO, NO, NO!".
His hole was inches from my face as a fart ripped from his ass. "Nasty", the
white kid said, holding on to his nose.

The white kid held the flashlight between his knees, shining the light on the
black kid's ass. "AHH", the black kid grunted, squeezing a thick turd several
inches out of his hole. The white kid grabbed my face, forcing his fingers into
my cheeks, prying my jaws apart. "Open your fucking mouth!" he ordered, as the
pressure from his grip forced me to do just that. "AHH!" the black kid shouted
as his turd fell from his hole, directly into my open mouth. The black kid
turned to look at me. He took the flashlight and shone it into my face. "Eat
that nigger shit!" he said, laughing. Both boys grabbed at my face, forcing my
jaws back and forth, making me chew up the shit. I was crying and gagging,
moving my head violently from side to side, but they held on firmly, laughing
as they tormented me. The taste was unbearable, and I could stand it no longer.
My stomach heaved, forcing puke up my throat. My stomach was empty, so not much
came up, but it was enough to have me choking and gagging as the taste of the
puke mixed with the shit in my mouth. The boys continued to hold my head back,
commanding me to "Eat it! Swallow it, you motherfucker!" laughing as they did
so. I choked down the shit and the puke, humiliated beyond what I'd ever
imagined possible. Just then, a bright red flashing light illuminated the
darkness. The police had finally arrived.

The kids took off like lightning, laughing as they ran. Their voices faded into
the night.

I waited, fresh shit smeared across my face and lips, for the police to walk
over and rescue me.

Written by loopy
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