Baby Boy 1: Sacrificed

Chapter 1

    Justin held his 10-inch, young hard cock in his hands. Squeezing firmly on his throbbing member he hoped to stop it from dripping its juices on the carpet below. But even gripping as tightly as he could didn’t stop his monstrous head from overflowing.
    Justin, who had turned 20 a few days before moving to Hollywood, wasn't used to the uninhibited displays of sex that he experienced there. And the sound of two men fucking vibrating through his studio apartment wall was just such an unfamiliarity. But as unfamiliar as it was, the sound aroused him.
    The first time that he had heard his neighbor go at it was a few hours after he moved in. And as much as he wanted to fight it, the sound made his oversized creamy white cock go instantly hard. He was shocked at his unwitting response, and what shocked him even more was that every time he heard it, his cock got even harder.
    As days past, Justin had learned to enjoy it. In the beginning he would just lie in bed and feel the pressure that his large boy cock put on his pant's waistband. But as the sexual tension built without release, he had to do more.
    Now listening to his neighbor go at it, he was sitting next to the wall naked and nubile with his hands cradling his meat to ease its uncontrollable throbbing. Sweat dripped down his smooth, gently rippling back and cum dripped down his thick vein-less, perfect cock. Both eventually met at his naturally hairless, pink hole and let what felt like butterflies loose in his chest. The sensual ecstasy almost overwhelmed him.
    Justin closed his eyes when the pounding on the other side of the wall took on a new rhythm.
    "Ahhh," the older voice said in response.
    The sound of skin slapping on skin got louder and harder until the older voice moaned for his partner to stop.
    Justin looked up at the wall as what sounded like a tussle broke out. There were whimpers from two men that seemed to be locked in a struggle for position until silence returned. Justin stared at the wall during the silence and when the sounds returned he removed one of his hands from his still hard cock and placed it on the plaster. He leaned in and just as his smooth, lightly tanned baby face touched the wall he heard a scream.
    "Agh," a younger voice coughed.
    He recognized the younger voice as his neighbor, but he had never heard that sound from him before. During all of the sex noises that he heard, it was always an older voice that eventually groaned. It was never the same older voice, and it was never one he could associate with the lean, surfer boy chiseled beach blonde that he often saw walking by his window.
    "Agh," the younger voice coughed again.
    Justin listened closely wondering what could make his matinee fantasy bellow like that. And when another "Agh" resonated, he figured it out. His roguish, masculine neighbor was being forced to take an unexpectedly large piece of aged meat up his ass.
    With each groan Justin imagined the size of the cock that could elicit such screams from a manly guy like his neighbor. And when he ran out of sizes, he instead imagined what it would have to feel like for the younger voice to have to scream for relief.
    Justin imagined a sturdy dark cock forcing its way between his full, soft ass cheeks. He imagined what it would feel like to have the tip of that cock narrow down on his crevasse like a bull. And then he imagined the pressure and power it would take for that bull to break into his untrampled ring.
    "Agh," Justin groaned in reaction to the tingling sensation flushing through his body.
    "Agh," the young voice echoed from the other side of the wall.
    "Agh," Justin said again feeling the imaginary bull thrusting into him.
    "Agh," the neighbor moaned in response to Justin.
    Soon the skin slapping on the other side of the wall increased. The young voice could no longer keep himself in rhythm with Justin and instead moaned on his own.
    "Scream!" the older voice yelled before the younger voice groaned louder. "Scream!" the older voice said again before Justin could no longer contain the synchronized imagined pounding that he was receiving.
    "Agh!" Justin bellowed twisting and clutching his naked body.
    "Yeah!" the older voice yelled back.
    Doubling his pounding he sent the young voice into a continuous howl that only ended with another loud groan by Justin and the sound of release coming from the older man.
    "Ahhhh," the older man screamed. Then all was silent.
    Justin, who now lay on the floor exhausted,