Part 1

The tall muscular boy lay face down on the steel table. He could not have been more that sixteen years old. the hairs around his ass, down the crack and covering his balls were short and not very full. On his stomach, the brown hairs just about reached his belly button, in a trail running up from the thick bush of hair that surrounded his surprisingly large cock, which was flaccid at that moment; squashed underneath the boy, as he lay asleep on his stomach. His arms and legs were spread and tied to the table, leaving him feeling very vulnerable.

His face was on its side, his deep blue eyes closed against the light that shone on him, revealing his large, but perfect mouth, full lips and small nose. His head was crowned with long, shiny brown hair, just slightly lighter in colour than his pubes.

Sean didn't know where he was or exactly had this had come to be. One of the last things that he remembered before now, was meeting after school with Mrs. Bungy, his math teacher, on her instructions. When he showed up at her house, to his surprise she offered him a drink, which he unfortunately accepted; it now guessed that it must have been spiked. The very last thing he remembered was becoming sleepy.

When he first woke up, he found himself tied to this table, completely naked, except for a belt and a pair of suspenders covering his long, hairy legs. His head was drowsy from whatever drug he had been given and it took a long while for him to clear his head.

Now however, he was wide-awake, and completely aware of his situation and his nakedness!

The teen boy heard a clunk outside and a metal door slid open, throwing light all around the room. As his eyes accustomed, Sean could see that he was in a tiled room; it was like a swimming pool with a roof on. There were four of five doors opening into the room; all the same; heavy, thick metal doors, which slid sideways on well-oiled tracks.

A short, but stocky man dressed in black overalls entered the room. He stood off somewhat to Sean's back shoulder, always remaining out of the boy's view, so his face was never seen.

He walked up to the table and stood behind the teen. Then suddenly he pulled a lever beside the table and the legs end of the table folded down, leaving the boy bending over the table. Sean struggled, the bonds on his ankles were momentarily loose, but quickly the man re-tightened them, forcing his legs wide open.

The man then moved to the head of the table and knelt down in front of Sean, fumbled about under the table, and then began pushing something up through a hole next to the boy's cheek.

There was a pole with a 'u' shaped leather pad on the top. Sean's head was lifted roughly, and with surprising force. His chin was placed in the 'u' pad and he grimaced as his beautiful long hair was tied to the pole, making it impossible for him to move his head.

The man moved back to behind Sean again. He lifted the teenager's hips slightly and pulled a panel out of the table. When Sean's hips were lowered again, he found that there was a gap in the table, where his penis and balls flopped through and hung below the table.

Then the man walked back towards the door, stopping for a moment, turning and saying in a soft, menacing voice, "You are ours now. We are going to use you any way we like. We are going to abuse you in ways you never dreamed of; and by the time we have finished, you will thank us for everything."

That said, he walked through the doorway. The door shut and Sean was left in the pitch black, bent over a table, looking straight ahead with his face forward.

After what could have been hours, a tall, thickset black man walked into the room, through the same door as the first man. Sean would have been delighted to see this man dressed like the other; in fact, he would have been happy if this guy was dressed at all! Instead, he was completely naked. His huge cock stood to attention.