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The Blackmail of Billy Miller -3-
Billy woke up as he heard street noises, an engine running and music from a radio.
Even though he couldn't see as he was blindfolded, he realized Mr. Jones must have knocked him out after he had fucked his ass and, feeling the pressure of steel around his wrists, had cuffed him again. The boy was still naked, simply covered by a thin sheet, and he he could feel the typical rocking of a moving car.
He let out a low moan, but before he could speak, he heard the voice of Mr. Jones over the noises of the car:
“Stay down, boy!”
“Sir, please.... what are you doing to me? Where are we going? Please Sir, I don't want this.... I'm not into this!”
Jones chuckled as he answered calmly: “I know that you don't want it, boy, but It makes it all even better. Who wants to break a boy whose willing to be broken, used, or sold?”
With that he started to laugh, and Billy felt some an icy chill run down his spine. He was clearly doomed, was on his way to be treated like that other boy, Jimmy, the one he had seen in the films Jones had made him watch.
As if Jones could read his mind, he spoke up again:
“No, unlike Jimmy, you won't be tied over a barrel and be fucked by a machine” Billy could almost feel the perverted fun in his neighbor’s voice “No boy, your ass is much too tight to be worked like that. You will be the main attraction at a special event tonight!”
Jones knew his young sexy neighbor would stew in his own fantasies now, would be irritated by his own hard dick. Jones had injected Billy with syringes full of certain chemicals, and now the boy's metabolism ran at high speed, while his brain was fogged and slow.
Jones heard Billy moan, and in the mirror he could see the boy move. He was clearly was not able to escape, in fact, he humped the car seat. He was hard and horny and needed to cum.
Jones checked on Billy as he drove through the city, feeling his own hard-on tenting his trousers in anticipation. He was really glad about the newest addition to his stable of hot boys and young men, working tirelessly to make him richer, day by day.
Jones had a business partner, Mr. Walker. They had being working together for some years now, had a nice sized organization for rent boys, porn production, and, as a side project, selling sperm to fertility clinics all over the world.
Those clinics never asked many questions, and the fresh semen Walker and Jones delivered was highly potent and almost always helped a woman's dream of getting pregnant come true.
And while those young studs were milked for it against their will they were filmed, and perverts all over the world bought the videos ‘for educational purposes only’, naturally.
Billy had no idea the men’s company was selling videos with colorful titles like “Bulls get milked”, “Sperm cow pumping”, “Bodybuilders deliver”, “Young colts get tamed to deliver” and many more. Billy might soon have many stepbrothers and stepsisters, but he would hardly ever meet any of them.
Mr. Jones had a private fetish of seeing young, muscular, men being tied up helplessly, their dicks being sucked by a merciless machine, and seeing boys and men pleading for mercy after the third load their nuts had produced in an hour never ceased to arouse him.
He was looking forward to Billy being in such a film, milked by such a machine, eventually. But not today!
Jones smiled as he thought about the young men working for him. After a while some even found pleasure in the milking, they came back voluntarily, for the feeling the sucking gave them, for the money they received, and, Jones knew perfectly well, for the high the drugs he provided gave them.
While Jones drove, his mind wandered back to the best boys they had used for their production. Some they had milked for years, others sold off quickly.
Billy felt the car was slowing, and then he heard the engine stop. They had reached their destination it seemed. He was thinking about tightening his muscles, pulling his legs back to prepare for a swift kick, but before that thought was even fully formed and executed, someone pulled him out of the car and strapped him down on a stretcher.
Billy felt tight belts held him securely, and he realized his thought about a surprise escape had lasted much longer than the few seconds, more a full minute, his legs had just struggled, but not kicked with full power, and his drugged brain made it impossible for him to act quickly enough to escape.
Instead he heard a new voice:
“I hope you didn't knock him out so hard that he can't perform tonight!”
Mr Jones voice answered, calmly and without emotion: “Oh trust me, he will perform. He is a true athlete, his body will recover quickly!”
After a minute or so the men pushed Billy into an empty room, leaving him to regain his strength and wait for them. Billy's head would clear in there, but he would stay tied down on the stretcher. He heard the door open again and he saw, as well as Mr. Jones, a man in a white lab coat and a man in a suit walk in. Billy saw the men smile, and the man in the suit said:
“He is truly perfect!“He looked admiringly at Billy: “Perfect! His hair, his height, his skin…. his eyes.... He looks just like the All American Athlete our audience likes to watch! Truly perfect!”
The man felt Billy's muscled body, traced his six pack abs and pinched his hard nipples, then he fondled his hefty nut sack and weighed his fat boy dick. Even though he was just looking for an actor for a new set of films, he also was attracted to the sexy boy laid out before him.
Jones knew why he brought Billy here. As he uploaded his first videos he was contacted by an agent who was looking for a boy looking just like this. He said he would work for a huge Hollywood studio, and Jones knew the boy soon would be famous in certain circles. Maybe even his teachers would watch his films, one could never know.
He smiled lewdly as the thought crossed his mind.
The man asked: “And he is clean, healthy, ready to bareback?”
The man in the white lab-coat answered: “Oh yes, I had the pleasure of examining him personally while he was still knocked out” he chuckled, before he continued: “He is as clean as a whistle, healthy and virile. This fat dick of his reacted even as Billy himself was still too drugged to realize what I was doing to him!”
The men had seen the procedure on screen. It was not just a medical necessity to examine a future ‘actor’, it was also filmed for the quite successful ‘Medical exams’ series.
Billy had been felt up, and the Doctor had inserted a stretcher into the boy’s tight sphincter as well as fingering him. Other procedures would have to wait until the boy was fully awake. The audience wanted to see a jock squirm, grunt, show all the signs of fear while being ‘examined’.
The man in the suit now fondled Billy’s balls, making the boy moan: “He's quite well hung. The audience will have fun watching when he gets fucked!”
He smirked lewdly as he said so, and Jones watched him as he started to jerk Billy’s dick. He quickly nodded and stopped himself, as he smiled: “I guess you want to prepare him, right? The crew should be ready by now, they are waiting in the room next door. The cameras are all ready!”
The men knew that every aspect of Billy’s torment over the course of the next few hours would be filmed for future use. Jones and his business partner had insisted that Billy should be filmed all the times, even when the ‘action’ paused. They knew that the bloopers were always fun, out of the ordinary.
The men involved knew it was all about getting footage of Billy’s first fuck. Three actors eagerly waited.
There were more than enough pervs out there who had seen the studio’s earlier videos, and they waited eagerly to see the next boy get deflowered against his will.
Billy felt strong hands grabbing him, pulling him off the stretcher and up on to his feet. He was roughly showered, and since no one wanted to risk anything happening to Billy, two handlers were with him in a huge stall, looking like a communal shower in a gym or school. The three were all naked, and to see the muscled young goons wash Billy, push a hose into his ass, flush him out, wash his hair, shave his soft peach fuzz of a beard and shave his body hair was a truly erotic sight. It was all captured on film.
The young, tightly muscled athletic jock would be highly attractive to the audience. Billy was about to be the next huge star in gay porn heaven.
The Directors office was set up in a separate room, so Jones and his partner were able to watch on several screens. Watching Billy being prepared, dried, and put into a sexy, formfitting, fake waiter’s uniform was already hot and arousing, and they knew the scene would be extremely so. The ‘Daddy’ and the two ‘Sons’ already waiting on set had ordered champagne and strawberries. Billy had no idea that he was about to be dragged onto the set, undressed, fondled, made to kneel to be fucked in the mouth and then later have his almost virgin ass fucked, the second time in one day.
Jones never lost control. All the boys, Billy as well as the three pornstars, had been drugged to lower their inhibitions and heighten their sex drive, but he also had made sure Billy was fully prepared to deliver a spectacular performance, since he was well rested and his nuts were full of hot cum.
Billy still had no idea why he was here. The production crew had dressed him, had given him a service cart, and they had told him to deliver the cart by knocking on a door with the number 69.
The men in the directors booth, supervising the screens, waited excitedly for Billy to knock. The crew had made sure everything was just right, and one of the young sexy ‘Sons’ opened the door for him, wearing a thin over-sized T-shirt, showing his cute round ass and the tip of his cock.
Billy’s eyes widened as he saw the boy smile at him in this more than revealing touch of nothing. The boy’s nipples were hard, erect and sticking out, clearly visible through the thin fabric, ready to be licked, suckled, nibbled. Billy had only one thing in his mind, one goal: The horny young boy was perfect to satisfy his needs.
Jones knew perfectly well that Billy was straight, but being so well drugged all he could think of was getting his rocks off.
Billy did not think twice as the ‘Daddy’ asked him into the room to open the champagne, and the young sexy boy who had opened the door sat down on the bed, subtly spreading his legs to let him see what any horny gay man was after.
The man and the second boy on the bed grinned as Billy seemed to have a hard time trying to concentrate on opening the bottle, and the ‘Daddy’ stood up and embraced him from behind, helping to open the champagne.
The cameras had filmed the actor’s huge cock, all hard and dripping. Billy gasped as he felt the fat piece of hot flesh pressing into his ass-crack, emanating it’s heat right through the thin fabric of the ‘uniform’ Billy wore.
He almost stopped breathing as the man’s hand felt him up, and in no time at all Billy’s dick was as hard as steel, perfectly displayed in the spandex of the ‘uniform’ trousers.
As expected, the Daddy wasted no time. The drink was forgotten as he pushed Billy onto the bed, bent over the naked ‘Son’s’ cock to suck it, as the Daddy opened Billy’s trousers. The sexy jock wore no underwear, and his round ass was in plain view to the man and to the cameras.
The man’s fat 10 inch dick stood hard, oozing pre like a faucet. He held Billy down, pushed him on to the ‘son’s’ hard cock and, as Billy gagged and choked, the audience watched on their screens as ‘Daddy’ slowly pushed his rampant cock into Billy’s tight ass.
As the fucking started, Jones, his partner and several other men watching the action on screen in the other room started to open their own trousers and jerk their dicks.
Jones knew his partner would later fuck Billy in private, at a debriefing, and Jones would join in on the fun. Billy would most likely be used and abused for the rest of the night when the filming was over. After all, the men had to train their newest star. No boy should think his role was fulfilled after just one day of filming.
Meanwhile Billy, now on his back on the huge bed in the room, was being filmed as the youngest of the boys rode his dick. The boy was in full control, and all Billy needed to do was try to pump his hips to fuck the tight young boy even harder and deeper.
“UrGhhmm yes boy.... fuck me harder... fuck my cunt, fuck me as hard as you can!” The boy grunted and moaned, delivering several well rehearsed lines of porn-text.
The young actor used his ass-muscles to really massage Billy's stick. Billy moaned as his young cock was expertly used to give the experienced boy what he wanted. When Billy came for the first time, the screams of the boy fucking himself up and down on Billy’s rod showed the audience how well the new star performed, and the boy riding Billy still wanted more.
The Daddy and the other Son sat on a couch, kissing and fondling each other, watching as Billy and the boy changed positions. The young actor was well experienced. He now pulled off and licked and sucked on Billy's dick. He deepthroated Billy slowly but without any gag reflex, pumping his head up and down. Billy could not help it, but used his hands and forced the sexy young actor sucking him down until the lips of the sucker touched the jock’s pubes.
However, the boy never seemed to loose control of the action. Giving Billy the reigns for a minute just made sure he did not loose interest. Soon the boy was on his back, his legs over Billy’s shoulders, and while the newcomer fucked the boy hard, he pinched and pulled his partner’s nipples, making the young thin boy he nailed grunt and moan in pleasure and pain.
Over time the boy grunted louder, bucked and spasmed, and not even the men in the other room watching the show could see if he faked his pleasure or Billy’s dick gave the boy such a good feeling.
The muscular new actor did not take a break. Billy’s stamina was even heightened by Jones’ pills, so he carried on fucking his co-actor until the younger boy came, hands free, shooting a load all over his flat stomach.
Now it was time for the two other actors to return to the bed. While the first boy simply stayed on his back and scooted under Billy to lick his nuts and asshole, the ‘Daddy’ lined his cock up at Billy’s ass again. This time his thick dickhead slid in easily, and Billy gave a lust-filled moan. The man started to fuck Billy in earnest, while the older ‘son’ stood on the bed and now started to fuck Billy’s face.
Mr. Jones chuckled lewdly as he watched Billy slowly take two fat dicks at the same time, getting spitroasted by experts. Billy grunted and moaned but took the two cocks like a trooper. He started to sweat as the boy he had fucked before now worked his dick, his balls getting squeezed harder than he had ever felt before.
Jones, watching, added, without any empathy:
“My black pool boy fucks our actor’s asses all the time. Billy will soon get used to it!”
The men supervising the filming had seen boys screaming out loud before, ridden by all kinds of men, but today it seemed somehow special. The team watched the four sexy lovers change positions a few times, and it took them almost an hour before the actors lay back, panting, sweaty, spent.
Each of them had shot at least two big loads up someones ‘pussy’, as ‘Daddy’ called his boy’s asses.
The crew watched transfixed. It looked like this boy Billy was a natural, like he was made for porn-films.
Mr. Jones was sure Billy would be open to fuck ass from now on.
He smiled proudly, satisfied that he had again delivered a raw diamond ready to be polished.
As was tradition, now the crew was able to sample the new boy. The goons forced Billy down to his knees, and his mouth right down over the men’s hard dicks. The director’s dick was covered in pre after he had jerked it for an hour, watching the boy fuck and get fucked in all those indescribable positions.
Billy gagged and choked, but managed to take the man’s dick deep into his mouth, feeling him pushing into his throat. The naked Billy was on his knees and, even though his ass was sticking out almost waiting to get fucked, the men waited, knowing the boss needed to fuck the boy’s ass first, before he would calm down, and they would be able to get their rocks off too.
Billy was now spent, and the man could work him like a puppet. Jones knew that this was the perfect way to give everybody what they wanted. The tired Billy could be manhandled at will, and the director would be re-energized, enthusiastic to work with Jones again.
He more than once had toyed with the idea to retire, but his energy would be fully restored after he abused the sexy boy in a little hard fuck.
Within 20 minutes the man came twice. Everyone in the room knew his cumshot was not as powerful as one of the pornstars, but he still was able to shoot two nice loads, one into Billy's ass, and one over his face.
Most of the crew members had already gone when the scientist tied Billy into a chair to milk him once or twice more. He loved performing the procedure, and Billy was in the perfect state of mind to be filmed as the mindless spermbull.
The director was impeccably dressed again as he watched the young boy being milked mercilessly. At the same time the producers discussed the next steps in Billy’s career.
When the milking was done, Jones used the opportunity to ask the two goons and a few young pornstars to fuck Billy. He was not a man to waste an opportunity, and the two heavily muscled young men did not even ask for a payment to star in one of his films, while the boy simply did what he wanted.
Billy, still drugged, horny, helpless and so so sexy, was the perfect toy to be used.
Jones watched as the cameras filmed an improvised, unplanned orgy. Every man in the room shot at least one load over the boy’s body after the two goons had fucked the boy. The men were always delighted to hear they might be staring in another video soon, and Jones had the photographer take some quick still pics before the day was done. After some minor touches by photo shop even a normal handyman looked good enough to fuel the jerk off fantasy of any horny customer.