Archive-name: Violent/ch3.txt Archive-author: Mark E. Dassad Archive-title: ChickenHawk 3 - Loose Meat Sandwitches contains non-consensual (homosexual) sex *between* minors, this particular story is m/m/f, and pretty damned violent, depending on your perspective of course, as there's no actual dismemberment or mutilation it may not be quite violent enough (?) Another time period in the continuing adventrues of The Chicken Hawk, he and his buddy 'Dozer are just out of HS. Please note there are not any other stories in this third series and it's likely there may never be. This is fiction. I didn't do these things, I don't think YOU should. But it's not a crime to whack off to the fantasy, at least not until the government can figure out how to monitor brain-waves. I'm not responsible for your actions and you're not responsible for mine. MED SEP-12-93 (C) 1993 Mark E. Dassad. May be reproduced and redistributed un-edited and un-altered in electronic format for NON-PROFIT ONLY with this notice intact. The author reserves the right to sell paper copies at huge profit to the disconnected. Any other use constitutes fraud, and you'll be hunted down like a dawg and violated if you violate this. Okay you can fix typos, but only if you send me corrections. +++++++ It's not about violence, it's not about sex. +++++++ +++++++++++++++ It's about violent sex. +++++++++++++++ Chicken Hawk 3: "Loose Meat Sandwiches" * * * We'd kept her tied to the bed, stark naked and spread-eagled, for the better part of the evening without touching her, as we calmly sat, one on each side of her, guzzling some cheap brand or other of Pennsyl- vania piss-water that the goobers called `beer' and reminiscing the high points of previous encounters. It had become our customary ritual, 'Dozer and me, we liked to watch their terror rise up in waves, ebbing and flowing; it was almost as if we could see it building in the pit of their naked exposed groins, picking up speed in their bellies, cresting in their lungs, crashing against their vocal cords, their backs arching, muscles taut straining against the ropes as a ferocious tidal-wave of terror slammed wet and raspy against the ball-gag, forced back down their throat by the obstruction to settle wetly in their groin, only to rise again when their body inevitably fought again instinctively to escape the inescapable reality of their predicament. "You remember that Chinese slut we did a couple months ago, the one with the little mole on her snatch?" 'Dozer's face was flushed; we were tanked on beers and speeding our asses off. His eyes glittered, and he grinned that special Jack Nicholson grin of his. The piece of poonie on the bed twitched. "Oh man!" I rubbed myself, smiling at the little cunt tied to the bed. "I remember how she screamed when my fat dick split open her tiny little chink cunt..." A couple months earlier we'd snatched some oriental honey right off the fucking street, I have no idea how old she was, they all have such tiny tits and hardly any pubic hair that I don't even mind doing adults, it still feels like chicken to *me*. This stupid little chick was walking through one of the neighborhoods where we made regular deliveries, out in that neighborhood, at night, a girl, _alone_! It was an impulse acquisition. Hell we were what, eighteen? Out of HS a mere year, we still had hormones to spare. "Shit, our dicks really tore up the space between the little bitch's legs," 'Dozer laughed, reminiscing, the front of his filthy jeans expanding. I smiled, stroked myself as I watched the panic building inside this girl, as 'Dozer and I discussed our previous fuck-festivals with young meat. Muffled squeaks rose around the gag in her mouth; there was no particular need to gag her, we'd spent a lot of money and effort sound-proofing our attic hideaway. But gagging them made them panic worse, the screams washing up against the gag, unable to escape, washed back down into the pit of their bellies only to rise up again more urgent, more intense. When we finally un-corked it the scream that burst out would shake the walls and make us all come together. We'd snagged this little hippie-wannabe, some little Jr. High School freak, from the hippie hangout in Jefferson Park. She'd been stoned off her cherry little ass and had hopped right into 'Dozer's old Chevy on the promise of some good dope. Good dope all right, good god, 'Dozer gave her a couple quality reds and she was all but comatose, dish-rag limp as we stripped her and tied her spread-eagle to the bed in the musty dark attic of the rat-hole we were renting. 'Dozer worked a couple hours a week at a porn shop in Times Square, we both made great cash moving random junk for the local dealer, we could've lived better, but this house was primo for our `hobby'. No nearby neighbors, just a gas station, a power plant, we were near the railroad yards, a real scuzzy shack in the grungiest part of town. Nobody came near us, not the meter reader, not the cops, not the landlord that we mailed our checks to, not even Jehovah's fucking Witnesses. We enjoyed our privacy. My dick was getting anxious to start the party. "'S it your turn for firsts or mine?" I stood up, removed my jeans, folded them, placed them on the top of the shelves holding our collection of toys. It was useful that 'Doze worked in the city and browsed the various porn shops, we had an impressive collection of dildos, vibrators, whips, clamps, cuffs, harnesses, gags, hell you name it, we probably had it. And yet we'd tied her to the bed with cotton clothesline. Tradition? My cock forced it's way out of my jockeys, drooling in lewd antici- pation of the activities it had planned. I slipped them off, folding them up and placing them on top of my jeans as I watched this little girl's eyes widen in horror at the site of my fat ten inches pointed straight at her body. 'Dozer was on the other side of the bed, tearing off his clothes as fast as he could, flinging them in random directions as lust overtook him. I'd finally convinced him I really meant it that I'd kill him if he didn't clean up after himself in the kitchen and bathroom. I think it was the loaded gun I shoved up his ass that morning after he'd puked in the bathtub. He'd cleaned the whole goddamn thing up, hangover and all. I guess I can be pretty persuasive. I couldn't keep him from slobbing out when we were "entertaining", but he did his share cleaning up afterward, so I laid off him for throwing his dirty clothes all over the place when we were rockin'. "I did the kid from the arcade last weekend," 'Dozer acceded. "You can have firsts if you want." "Wanna warm her up for me first?" I waved at the array of whips and clamps hanging off the far wall. 'Dozer grinned. He usually let me have first penetration; his real kick was laying down the first lines on a fresh human canvas. He lumbered over to the wall, selected a nice heavy leather strap covered with small pointed nail-heads. I watched as he selected his target, all the while taking in the smooth, unblemished skin of this girl's naked bound form, the thin patch of brown hair that barely covered her plump young mound, a few mere wisps sneaking down the edges of her nether lips. I smiled at the small rise of her juvenile breasts, hardly a handful, round pink nipples pointing heavenward. She had obviously only just begun puberty, exactly the way I like my meat, medium rare. Much younger than this one and they don't grease up for you, can't humiliate themselves by oozing girl-cum all over their rapists' cocks. 'Dozer smiled wickedly; I watched as her body tensed, the little chick squeezed her eyes shut, whimpered pitifully around the gag. 'Dozer reared back and swung the strap studded-side down, landing a perfect blow to her plump young mound. A wail vibrated from this girl's rib-cage every muscle in her body contracted, the tendons stood out as instinct forced her to try to scream, pull futilely against her bonds her body arched off the bed her long brown hair flying in all directions as her head thrashed from side to side. My cock jumped at the sight of all the little red dots sprouting on her mound and cuntlips where the studs had made their vicious impact. 'Dozer leaned his full weight into the task and swung the strap again, this time flattening her tender young breasts. Her body arched, a muffled scream of pure agony sputtering out around the plastic stopper my cock was dancing, ecstatic, as 'Dozer proceeded to lay the strap across every bit of flesh available, he lashed her armpits, he whaled the tops of her feet, the soles of her feet, covering every inch of exposed flesh save her face and throat with blow upon bruising blow of tiny red dots. His cock an angry red spitting snake, 'Dozer stepped back to admire his handiwork, indicating I was free to initiate her cunt. I leapt onto the bed between this girl's legs, my cock was as hard and as fat as it's ever gotten; I wasted no time with foreplay I lay down on top of the little bitch and rammed my dick up into her tight little snatch, feeling her entire body tense as my cock tore into her. She was tight and dry but I couldn't tell whether my weight on her bruised beaten body was hurting her worse than my huge dick ripping open her pussy all I knew was that even bound and gagged she twisted and writhed beneath me as I fucked her, hideous moans vibrated in her rib-cage; I could tell when my cock hit bottom because her gut would spasm as the pain of my dick slamming into her cervix fired off a frantic array of pain signals to her brain. Instinct told her to expel the monster stretching her open, and her cunt squeezed at my shaft, clutching it lewdly in it's effort to rid itself of my dick. Of course it caused me to ball the little wench harder than ever, the more franticly she tried to expel me from within her the more franticly I pumped her. I started slamming my cock into her faster and harder, exulting in the way her body tensed and arched against my hairy young torso sliding back and forth against her leather-warmed flesh as I pistoned myself between her spread legs. I clutched at her flat, bruised little tits, pulling myself up her body as I fucked the little slut, I leaned over her face, breathing hotly against her, wanting her to feel my presence hovering over her, violating her, using her the way I was destined to. She had a cunt, I used it, that's what they're FOR, to suck up men's seed. With almost no warning, my balls jerked violently and I came in quick violent spurts, clawing at the little bitch's tits, spitting dick-juice into her tight little snatch, squeezing it out around my cock as I continued fucking her while my cock slowly softened. I pulled out dribbling the last bit of jizz between her legs. I leaned back over her staked body and whispered hotly. "You're no fuckin' virgin." She winced as these words slapped wetly against her face. Although she'd been really tight, she _wasn't_ a virgin, there was not a drop of blood. I smiled, lay my weight on her again, pried her eyelids open. "_Slut_," I whispered at her, staring into her wide, terrified eyes. "You _give_ it away, I just helped myself." I smiled, let go of her eyelids. Tears leaked from the corners of her eyes as I got up from the bed. "Your turn 'Doze." 'Dozer'd been waiting patiently, wanking slowly enough not to come but steady enough to stay good and hard. "Let's roll 'er over," he suggested. "You can decorate the back of her body and then I'll break in her back-door." "Cool." I grinned. We were a perfect team. I untied her legs, keeping a firm grip on her ankles, she did try to kick but I was stronger than she was, and as 'Dozer started whaling away at her breasts again she stopped struggling. We rolled her over and re-tied her face down, staked to the four corners of the bed. I couldn't help but stop for a moment to enjoy the sight of all that smooth, firm, _young_ flesh... _Perfect_ round buttocks, strong slender legs, gently narrowing waist, narrow shoulders. And all that long silky hair... I wanted to possess that hair, I'd never seen such beautiful hair before. "Here," 'Dozer handed me the strap, wanking furiously at the sight of this girl's butt. I took it eagerly, I'm fond of a fresh canvas myself. I leaned back, contemplating my target; with careful aim I landed a scorching blow on her buttocks. 'Dozer and I laughed aloud as the little slut's head snapped back and her limbs pulled futilely against the ropes securing her to the bed. Small angry dots appeared on her buttocks, it looked as if she had a case of the measles. I laid another stripe across the bitch's shoulders; by striking in a sweeping left-to-right motion the strap drew her hair off of her back and the tiny nail-heads left interesting lines all across her upper back and shoulders. I whaled furiously at the back of her thighs and calves, I paid especial attention to her buttocks. The little cunt's hair was flying in an arc around her shoulders as her head snapped from side to side and her wrists and ankles pulled futilely at the clothesline binding her to the bed. Desperate strangled moans were gurgling out around the gag. I stepped back, exhausted, panting from the exertion, the black pocket t-shirt I was wearing soaked with sweat. I could hear 'Dozer breathing hard, somewhere off to my right, as I slowly found my way back from my speed and adrenaline rush. The girl's back was covered with fine dots and streaks of blood, a profound, violent morse-code message. "Have at her, 'Doze," I panted, placing the strap back on it's hook, making a mental note to remember to clean the blood off the nail-heads. 'Dozer practically leapt onto the bed; I hadn't noticed I was already half-hard until I threw another major bone, stroking myself, sucking in my breath as I watched 'Dozer pull that little girl's bloodied butt-cheeks apart and spear his cock through her virgin asshole, burying himself balls-deep in one vicious lunge. It was really fucking something to see, the little slut's whole fucking body tensed up when 'Dozer opened her back-door; gagging sounds of pure agony, louder and more urgent than had been forced out of her during her "tenderizing", squeezed out around the gag in her mouth. 'Doze' was a mean baller, he liked to pull all the way out and stab back into his piece, putting all his body weight behind each thrust. He pulled out slowly, supporting his whole upper body weight on the two hands prying her cheeks apart, I thought he was going to rip her ass wide open. Without warning he slammed his dick back into the chick's asshole the bed lurched under the motion, creaked, her legs were pulled against the ropes, they were being chafed raw as he slammed into her again, and again, and again, driving her body into the bed as his dick tore up her asshole. As fat as 'Dozer was he could really get a rhythm going, I was wanking in time to the sound of the headboard slamming into the wall, to 'Dozer's animal grunts of pure lust. From the force of 'Dozer's dick slamming into her rectum, lunging toward her colon, there was blood and shit and cum flying all over the fucking place. He grunted especially loudly, and collapsed, exhausted. 'Dozer lay on top of the little bitch for a while after he came in her ass, lay on her back sweating and stinking like a pig. He finally rolled off her, his limp dick slipping from the slut's asshole all bloody and shit-stained. Her butt was starting to turn purple from the belting I'd given it, and her whole body jerked every couple seconds as waves of agony coursed through her body from her torn-up shit-hole. I was dying to see if my dick couldn't outdo 'Dozer's in stretching open the tight little bitch's asshole. --