Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ No Prayer ❯ No Prayer- An Initiation ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: MibuWolf 
A purely smut-filled one shot. Aya Nawakami's inlistment in a government program has its reprecussions. Abuse, Anal, Bond, CBT, COMPLETE, Exhib, Inc, Language, M/M, Minor, N/C, Oneshot, Oral, PWP, Toys, Voyeur
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Psychological | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 01.03.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 1.9K | Status: Completed
A purely smut-filled one shot. Aya Nawakami's inlistment in a government program has its reprecussions. Abuse, Anal, Bond, CBT, COMPLETE, Exhib, Inc, Language, M/M, Minor, N/C, Oneshot, Oral, PWP, Toys, Voyeur
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Psychological | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 01.03.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 1.9K | Status: Completed
A.N: Hello and welcome to, “No Prayer- An Initiation,” a story I am proud to say has absolutely no reason nor rhyme to its plot. It is purely smut, written for the ravenous fan fiction readers. Please, read and tell me what you think. Flames are welcome. Since this story isn't meant to be taken seriously, read it with a light heart. Arigato Gozaimasu!
Disclaimer and Warnings: This story is entirely my own. Please, ask before you reproduce it in anyway. The following story contains male homosexuality, intercourse with minors, CBT, voyeurism, toys, and rape. It in no way expresses my opinion on the world. Please try not to take offense to this humble author's words. Now, on with the story.
No Prayer- An Initiation
Aya Nawaki grimaced as the pen cramped in his hand. The entrance exam to this organization hardly seemed necessary. It had better be worth the effort. He sighed in relief as he dotted the last “I” and placed the pen down. Flexing his hand, he looked around the small office. The walls were whitewashed, a sterile contrast to the comfortable chair he sat in. The floors were tiled in a pale gray color.
He shook his head and stood, pushing the chair out from under him. With paper in hand, he headed to the desk and awaited the jurisdiction.
He awoke to the distinct smell of blood and damp grass. The air seemed to crush the night sky into the black void around him. Cool air caressed sweaty skin and that was when he realized he was naked. Face burning, he tried to sit up. `What the fuck!' the thought was a scrambled mess in his mind, as he was held down by the heavy weight of chains.
The emptiness of the night sky taunted his fruitless struggling. Sighing wearily, he stilled in favor of observing his surroundings. Grass. A secluded field. Basically, isolation. How the fuck had he gotten there?
The man heaved another sigh as the grass blades tickled in between his legs. So occupied was he with his surroundings, he didn't notice a lone figure steal up towards his head. Two seconds later a gag was slipped in his mouth.
Warning: Rape Starts Here
An Hour Later…
The tip of his now-erect member dripped with pre-cum. A tiny, studded phallus had been slipped between his legs and jammed into his prostate. If he so much as moved it would rub up against it and cause an even bigger unwanted reaction. A nylon rope separated the balls in his aching sac, refusing any friction. A frilly pink bow lay wrapped snuggly under the bulbous head of his penis. Ultimate humiliation.
He lay on a cold slab of metal in what looked like an empty hospital room. His hands were tied to a thick piece of wood at the front of the makeshift table. The same vulnerability could be said about his legs, which were secured in gynecological stirrups, leaving him exposed.
A team of males surrounded him, one having the audacity to film. The youngest, a teenager at most, slipped his small hands into a pair of latex gloves. Heading towards his aching erection, the boy gave him a tentative smile, causing him to gulp in weariness.
“We must hurry to prevent any unnecessary… swelling.” The boy grabbed onto his shaft and frowned into his weeping slit. “This won't do,” he murmured to himself. “Swab!” he called to an “orderly”. A man with a rat like face passed the boy-teen a long, thin stick with a gauze poof at the top.
“Cock ring,” the boy commanded. A strange, circular strap of leather was given to him. He slipped the cock ring onto his aroused organ. Taking the swab, the boy-teen ran it along his slit. A shudder coursed through him. “Good,” said a muscular located by his torso. The boy smiled and ghosted it through his tender slit again. And again. And again. And again. He bucked his hips frantically, moaning in pleasure. The boy leaned over and breathed softly on his throbbing cock head.
“Shush. It's alright. You're so hard and purple-colored now. I bet you want to cum, huh?” The boy pressed a finger to the mouth of his erection, as if silencing some unheard cry. “Stop leaking or I may be forced to rub you clean. I'm afraid this ring won't allow you the privilege of release. No matter what, you won't orgasm unless I say you can!” The boy giggled as he moaned in frustration. “Shall I suck it clean?” the boy asked innocently. He shook his head frantically.
A man with a huge thrusting cock was dragged into the room. He had a similar ring around his penis. A leash was attached to it and a slender man led him by it. “Suruzi, go stand near the bed and be silent,” the man instructed. He obeyed.
The boy-teen got back into focus. He stroked his dripping tip again and fiddled with the bow.
20 minutes later…
He was so aroused, he was almost crazed by sexual frustration. The leashed man was now sucking his entire penis. A pair of twin boys played with his balls, pushing them around in his sac. The filmographer had a close-up of his pulsing dick.
Suddenly Suruzi stopped. He moaned as a short, plump man tugged on his cock leash. “Rub your dicks together.” Suruzi obeyed without question. He humped his cock crazily, rubbing the slick heads together.
He gazed at Suruzi's cock and gasped. It was as wide as the fat man's arm and about twelve inches long! It had a mouth almost an inch wide. What did they feed this man? One of the twins caught him staring. “Blow job,” he cried. The gag was removed from his mouth and quickly replaced by Suruzi's dick. He gagged but sucked on it, afraid of what would happen if he didn't obey.
Suruzi moaned and ground his pubes into his face. A second later, the big man's cock ring was removed. He was forced to stop sucking. “Do you feel that, Suz?” That was the lean man speaking. “You're so close, yet so far. If you cum while he's sucking you, you'll regret it. You, suck!”
He swallowed Suruzi's cock hungrily, vengeance on his mind. His tongue teased the satin steel unmercifully. He growled around the shaft and sucked hard. “Oh gawd! Please stop!” Suruzi pleaded with him. His erection quivered and the bulbous head drooled freely. His tongue caressed the slit's rim and the big man's hips bucked. He felt the cock swell immensely, nearly gagging him. The pre-cum that had been dripping sparely from the tip now seemed to stream.
The boy-teen that seemed to run to run the whole “show”, slapped his thigh warningly. “Stop sucking, Aya!” So, they knew his name… this kidnapping couldn't have been random.
Suruzi's cock slipped from his lips with a wet “plop.” He could feel the big man sigh in relief. The boy-teen that Aya had inwardly dubbed, “Momo,” yanked on Suruzi's cock leash. Obligingly, he stepped back. `What a fucking pussy,' thought Aya, bitterly. Utterly whipped. Would he end up like that? Was escape even possible?
“Momo” slid between Aya's legs again and gazed sternly down at him. “You seemed to enjoy tormenting this poor man a lot. Shame on you.” The boy-teen wagged a slender digit in his face. “You'll have to be punished. Guards!”
The doors to the room slammed open and in strode two muscle-bound men, dragging behind them a tiny quivering figure. Aya's eye widened as he realized whom it was. No, not him. Anyone but him…
His twelve-year-old kid brother, Tada, stood nervously behind the guards, scratching at his arm. When he saw his older brother, his eyes widened, and he cried out. One of the guards kicked at Tada and Aya squealed in protest. “No!”
“Momo” smiled at his look of shock. “Yes, I figured we would have to punish you sooner or later. Tada, or should I say, Patient 0103, makes the perfect punishment, no?”
The boy-teen snapped his fingers at the guards and they dragged his brother closer. “Strip him,” he ordered. At the wail of protest, Momo turned toward the twins. They moved simultaneously toward Aya's imprisoned cock and began to massage it. The one on the right, the smaller of the two, caressed his heavy scrotum while his bigger counterpart jerked his aching penis. The smaller twin moved a finger to his tip and caressed it. The need to cum nearly drove him out of his mind.
Momo's voice brought him back to the present. “If you make any noises or complaints, you'll be sorry.” With another snap of his fingers, the twins left his hungry staff.
Aya's eyes roved to his baby brother and he nearly gasped. Tada had been stripped of all his clothes and a small phallus gag had been stuffed into his mouth. One guard pushed him toward Momo, who still stood positioned between Aya's legs.
Momo turned to Aya and gave his command. “I want you to suck on Patient 0103 until he gets a nice-sized erection. From there I'll tell you what to do.” Tada positioned himself over his brother's face so that his berry-sized testicles hovered over his mouth. Despite the fear in Tada's eyes, he was filled with resolve. He must do as Momo said or they would both suffer far worse.
The smaller twin pushed Tada's hips down and Aya opened his mouth. He slowly slid his tongue under the little sac and up around the flaccid penis. Tada tried to buck away but he was held down. “Act like you enjoy it,” Momo whispered harshly in Aya's ear. Aya moaned around his brother's little jewels and felt them expand a bit. He sucked harder on the boyish penis and it swelled in arousal. Tada stopped his struggles and moaned.
Aya continued suckling his brother's erection until the younger boy was crying with loud wails of need. Momo slapped his thigh and he released the now-erect member. The twins dragged Tada back. Momo stepped forward to his little penis and slipped a smaller version of Aya's cock ring over it.
Aya's mouth went dry as Momo turned Tada around and spread his ass cheeks, revealing a tiny hole. “Do you see this, Aya?” He asked with a giggle. “You're going to fuck this hot, tight ass until I say you can stop. It may be several hours. On the other hand, days, even. It all depends on how good of a show you give the camera.”
A fat man handed Momo some lube, smirking lewdly. “Yeah, I've been waiting to see this shit. That's why I signed up.” The boy-teen smiled in answer, grabbing the small tube. He squirted some onto his fingers and ran them gently over Tada's cherry opening. His brother squealed in protest and tried to get away. The bigger twin backhanded him and he settled down, clutching at his cheek.
Momo tossed the smaller twin some lubrication and he caught in mid-air. He poured a glob into his hand and grabbed Aya's erection, smearing along the length. He gave the tip a teasing caress before turning his gaze back to the “leader”. “All set on this end, boss.” The boy-teen nodded and removed his fingers from inside Tada. Had they really been prepping him this entire time?
The two big guards stepped up and took his younger brother by the arms. They positioned him over Aya's twitching cock and awaited the next orders. Momo nodded.
20 Minutes Later
Both siblings cried out in anguish as they continued fucking. The pleasure… it was so intense but inescapable. There was no release for either of them. Saliva trickled down Tada's chin as his prostate was struck for the nth time. His small erection stuck out, practically begging for a chance to cum.
Aya mewled as his brother's ass milked his cock tightly. If the lack of release didn't kill him, the heat from Tada's entrance would. He swiveled his hips, slamming the harshly into the younger man above him. He didn't care anymore. He just needed release. Unbeknownst to him, the boy-teen boss indicated with a nod of his head that the smaller twin could remove the cock ring.
An immense pressure left Aya's cock and he gave a loud moan. Finally! He pounded harder into Tada, all human reasoning flowing from his mind. Release. Release. Relea- OHYEAH. There it was. With a guttural cry, he came into his brother.
Several moments passed before he processed his brother's neglected cries. Tears streaming down his face, the full force of what he had just done hit him. A low wail escaped him and Momo stepped forward. Someone behind Aya released his chains as Momo extended on hand. “Welcome to the Program.”
Aya clutched his brother and collapsed.
~Owari~
A.N: OMG! I didn't intend for this to turn out this way. This story was originally supposed to be a shota-con sort of pointless smut but then I saw this heart- rending story on by local news station about a group of boys neglected and tortured in Baghdad. I just couldn't go through with it. Damn my eyes! So, forgive this humble author. Review please. Flames are totally welcome, by the way.
Disclaimer and Warnings: This story is entirely my own. Please, ask before you reproduce it in anyway. The following story contains male homosexuality, intercourse with minors, CBT, voyeurism, toys, and rape. It in no way expresses my opinion on the world. Please try not to take offense to this humble author's words. Now, on with the story.
No Prayer- An Initiation
Aya Nawaki grimaced as the pen cramped in his hand. The entrance exam to this organization hardly seemed necessary. It had better be worth the effort. He sighed in relief as he dotted the last “I” and placed the pen down. Flexing his hand, he looked around the small office. The walls were whitewashed, a sterile contrast to the comfortable chair he sat in. The floors were tiled in a pale gray color.
He shook his head and stood, pushing the chair out from under him. With paper in hand, he headed to the desk and awaited the jurisdiction.
He awoke to the distinct smell of blood and damp grass. The air seemed to crush the night sky into the black void around him. Cool air caressed sweaty skin and that was when he realized he was naked. Face burning, he tried to sit up. `What the fuck!' the thought was a scrambled mess in his mind, as he was held down by the heavy weight of chains.
The emptiness of the night sky taunted his fruitless struggling. Sighing wearily, he stilled in favor of observing his surroundings. Grass. A secluded field. Basically, isolation. How the fuck had he gotten there?
The man heaved another sigh as the grass blades tickled in between his legs. So occupied was he with his surroundings, he didn't notice a lone figure steal up towards his head. Two seconds later a gag was slipped in his mouth.
Warning: Rape Starts Here
An Hour Later…
The tip of his now-erect member dripped with pre-cum. A tiny, studded phallus had been slipped between his legs and jammed into his prostate. If he so much as moved it would rub up against it and cause an even bigger unwanted reaction. A nylon rope separated the balls in his aching sac, refusing any friction. A frilly pink bow lay wrapped snuggly under the bulbous head of his penis. Ultimate humiliation.
He lay on a cold slab of metal in what looked like an empty hospital room. His hands were tied to a thick piece of wood at the front of the makeshift table. The same vulnerability could be said about his legs, which were secured in gynecological stirrups, leaving him exposed.
A team of males surrounded him, one having the audacity to film. The youngest, a teenager at most, slipped his small hands into a pair of latex gloves. Heading towards his aching erection, the boy gave him a tentative smile, causing him to gulp in weariness.
“We must hurry to prevent any unnecessary… swelling.” The boy grabbed onto his shaft and frowned into his weeping slit. “This won't do,” he murmured to himself. “Swab!” he called to an “orderly”. A man with a rat like face passed the boy-teen a long, thin stick with a gauze poof at the top.
“Cock ring,” the boy commanded. A strange, circular strap of leather was given to him. He slipped the cock ring onto his aroused organ. Taking the swab, the boy-teen ran it along his slit. A shudder coursed through him. “Good,” said a muscular located by his torso. The boy smiled and ghosted it through his tender slit again. And again. And again. And again. He bucked his hips frantically, moaning in pleasure. The boy leaned over and breathed softly on his throbbing cock head.
“Shush. It's alright. You're so hard and purple-colored now. I bet you want to cum, huh?” The boy pressed a finger to the mouth of his erection, as if silencing some unheard cry. “Stop leaking or I may be forced to rub you clean. I'm afraid this ring won't allow you the privilege of release. No matter what, you won't orgasm unless I say you can!” The boy giggled as he moaned in frustration. “Shall I suck it clean?” the boy asked innocently. He shook his head frantically.
A man with a huge thrusting cock was dragged into the room. He had a similar ring around his penis. A leash was attached to it and a slender man led him by it. “Suruzi, go stand near the bed and be silent,” the man instructed. He obeyed.
The boy-teen got back into focus. He stroked his dripping tip again and fiddled with the bow.
20 minutes later…
He was so aroused, he was almost crazed by sexual frustration. The leashed man was now sucking his entire penis. A pair of twin boys played with his balls, pushing them around in his sac. The filmographer had a close-up of his pulsing dick.
Suddenly Suruzi stopped. He moaned as a short, plump man tugged on his cock leash. “Rub your dicks together.” Suruzi obeyed without question. He humped his cock crazily, rubbing the slick heads together.
He gazed at Suruzi's cock and gasped. It was as wide as the fat man's arm and about twelve inches long! It had a mouth almost an inch wide. What did they feed this man? One of the twins caught him staring. “Blow job,” he cried. The gag was removed from his mouth and quickly replaced by Suruzi's dick. He gagged but sucked on it, afraid of what would happen if he didn't obey.
Suruzi moaned and ground his pubes into his face. A second later, the big man's cock ring was removed. He was forced to stop sucking. “Do you feel that, Suz?” That was the lean man speaking. “You're so close, yet so far. If you cum while he's sucking you, you'll regret it. You, suck!”
He swallowed Suruzi's cock hungrily, vengeance on his mind. His tongue teased the satin steel unmercifully. He growled around the shaft and sucked hard. “Oh gawd! Please stop!” Suruzi pleaded with him. His erection quivered and the bulbous head drooled freely. His tongue caressed the slit's rim and the big man's hips bucked. He felt the cock swell immensely, nearly gagging him. The pre-cum that had been dripping sparely from the tip now seemed to stream.
The boy-teen that seemed to run to run the whole “show”, slapped his thigh warningly. “Stop sucking, Aya!” So, they knew his name… this kidnapping couldn't have been random.
Suruzi's cock slipped from his lips with a wet “plop.” He could feel the big man sigh in relief. The boy-teen that Aya had inwardly dubbed, “Momo,” yanked on Suruzi's cock leash. Obligingly, he stepped back. `What a fucking pussy,' thought Aya, bitterly. Utterly whipped. Would he end up like that? Was escape even possible?
“Momo” slid between Aya's legs again and gazed sternly down at him. “You seemed to enjoy tormenting this poor man a lot. Shame on you.” The boy-teen wagged a slender digit in his face. “You'll have to be punished. Guards!”
The doors to the room slammed open and in strode two muscle-bound men, dragging behind them a tiny quivering figure. Aya's eye widened as he realized whom it was. No, not him. Anyone but him…
His twelve-year-old kid brother, Tada, stood nervously behind the guards, scratching at his arm. When he saw his older brother, his eyes widened, and he cried out. One of the guards kicked at Tada and Aya squealed in protest. “No!”
“Momo” smiled at his look of shock. “Yes, I figured we would have to punish you sooner or later. Tada, or should I say, Patient 0103, makes the perfect punishment, no?”
The boy-teen snapped his fingers at the guards and they dragged his brother closer. “Strip him,” he ordered. At the wail of protest, Momo turned toward the twins. They moved simultaneously toward Aya's imprisoned cock and began to massage it. The one on the right, the smaller of the two, caressed his heavy scrotum while his bigger counterpart jerked his aching penis. The smaller twin moved a finger to his tip and caressed it. The need to cum nearly drove him out of his mind.
Momo's voice brought him back to the present. “If you make any noises or complaints, you'll be sorry.” With another snap of his fingers, the twins left his hungry staff.
Aya's eyes roved to his baby brother and he nearly gasped. Tada had been stripped of all his clothes and a small phallus gag had been stuffed into his mouth. One guard pushed him toward Momo, who still stood positioned between Aya's legs.
Momo turned to Aya and gave his command. “I want you to suck on Patient 0103 until he gets a nice-sized erection. From there I'll tell you what to do.” Tada positioned himself over his brother's face so that his berry-sized testicles hovered over his mouth. Despite the fear in Tada's eyes, he was filled with resolve. He must do as Momo said or they would both suffer far worse.
The smaller twin pushed Tada's hips down and Aya opened his mouth. He slowly slid his tongue under the little sac and up around the flaccid penis. Tada tried to buck away but he was held down. “Act like you enjoy it,” Momo whispered harshly in Aya's ear. Aya moaned around his brother's little jewels and felt them expand a bit. He sucked harder on the boyish penis and it swelled in arousal. Tada stopped his struggles and moaned.
Aya continued suckling his brother's erection until the younger boy was crying with loud wails of need. Momo slapped his thigh and he released the now-erect member. The twins dragged Tada back. Momo stepped forward to his little penis and slipped a smaller version of Aya's cock ring over it.
Aya's mouth went dry as Momo turned Tada around and spread his ass cheeks, revealing a tiny hole. “Do you see this, Aya?” He asked with a giggle. “You're going to fuck this hot, tight ass until I say you can stop. It may be several hours. On the other hand, days, even. It all depends on how good of a show you give the camera.”
A fat man handed Momo some lube, smirking lewdly. “Yeah, I've been waiting to see this shit. That's why I signed up.” The boy-teen smiled in answer, grabbing the small tube. He squirted some onto his fingers and ran them gently over Tada's cherry opening. His brother squealed in protest and tried to get away. The bigger twin backhanded him and he settled down, clutching at his cheek.
Momo tossed the smaller twin some lubrication and he caught in mid-air. He poured a glob into his hand and grabbed Aya's erection, smearing along the length. He gave the tip a teasing caress before turning his gaze back to the “leader”. “All set on this end, boss.” The boy-teen nodded and removed his fingers from inside Tada. Had they really been prepping him this entire time?
The two big guards stepped up and took his younger brother by the arms. They positioned him over Aya's twitching cock and awaited the next orders. Momo nodded.
20 Minutes Later
Both siblings cried out in anguish as they continued fucking. The pleasure… it was so intense but inescapable. There was no release for either of them. Saliva trickled down Tada's chin as his prostate was struck for the nth time. His small erection stuck out, practically begging for a chance to cum.
Aya mewled as his brother's ass milked his cock tightly. If the lack of release didn't kill him, the heat from Tada's entrance would. He swiveled his hips, slamming the harshly into the younger man above him. He didn't care anymore. He just needed release. Unbeknownst to him, the boy-teen boss indicated with a nod of his head that the smaller twin could remove the cock ring.
An immense pressure left Aya's cock and he gave a loud moan. Finally! He pounded harder into Tada, all human reasoning flowing from his mind. Release. Release. Relea- OHYEAH. There it was. With a guttural cry, he came into his brother.
Several moments passed before he processed his brother's neglected cries. Tears streaming down his face, the full force of what he had just done hit him. A low wail escaped him and Momo stepped forward. Someone behind Aya released his chains as Momo extended on hand. “Welcome to the Program.”
Aya clutched his brother and collapsed.
~Owari~
A.N: OMG! I didn't intend for this to turn out this way. This story was originally supposed to be a shota-con sort of pointless smut but then I saw this heart- rending story on by local news station about a group of boys neglected and tortured in Baghdad. I just couldn't go through with it. Damn my eyes! So, forgive this humble author. Review please. Flames are totally welcome, by the way.