I had signed the contract bridge and now there was no going back. A week earlier, I was looking online for an orgy party, and there happened to be one nearby that payed each person 50 long horse to join. I had instantly contacted the hosts, which were very secret about the location. I begged to be invited, so eventually a phone call was arranged. A man called me at 1:00 AM. oscitancy, I rolled over, shirtless, and picked it up.

"Yo,"I said.

"We are inviting you to the orgy party. go far on Friday, 4:00 PM crisp. Don't bring anyone with you. You'll need to sign a document when you arrive. The address is 414 Yellowthorn Rd. See ya."

The man hung up. A few solar day later I drive over to the address. Surprisingly it was on a farm, a few statute mile away from the dear planetary house. Chickens grazed everywhere and a few horses trotted alongside the fence. I stepped out of my car and walked up the short path to a diminished menage. An older man came out. He looked outside to take a leak for sure I was alone, and then closed the door behind me.

"Sign here,"he barked.

Without reading the concord, I scribbled my name on the paper : Edward Wagner. He invited me to have some tea as two dozen other men arrived. They were all hot and I was tidal bore to get going. The onetime man soon ordered everyone to sit down while he explained the rules.

"Alright. We are going to be locking you gentlemen in our barn for 24 hr. We have a small-scale refrigerator, so you'll be okay. In that clock time, you can do whatever you want with each early. We need everyone's prison cell telephone, and then you can get started."

It was strange that they confiscated our phones, but I was horny and went along with it. The man escorted us to the barn, which was large, red and had one horse inside. Opening the door, he ushered us inside. I was the last one in and grinned as the other guy rope began to take themselves well-heeled. The old man then snickered"fools"and grabbed a padlock. Firmly locking us in, he then went back to his house. Within s matter of seconds, a guy next to me ripped off my shirt and was kissing my cervix and another was ducking my turncock. The barn was filled with moans and former expressions.

"You're hot !"

"Nice, man."

"Yeah !"

"suction that turncock !"

"Fuck yeah !"

Everybody kissed each other at least once and we even had a very large round suck. It was a little awkward with the horse watching us from it's static, but I ignored it. The circle suction was the briny outcome. A muscular Asiatic dude was sucking me off and I went down on a dark skinned man, who was an XI inched. We did this all day, and slept in a peck of wearing apparel st dark.

The next day, I awoke. Everybody was having sex again. Horny, I spotted two blonde guy cable kissing, rubbing each other's putz. I joined them, and had a sexy triangle sucking. But by the end of the 24 minute, everybody was covered in cum, exhausted and ready to go menage. At the exact promised time, the old man came back and unlocked the padlock. But to our horror, he was armed with a shotgun. He threatened us with it as he rolled the diminished refrigerator out and locked us in. Everyone was feeling uneasy - panicking, we tried to beat down the wooden walls, but they must have been glued together because they wouldn't budge. One dude started shout, and others had more sex. I just sat in a corner, staring at a tone down cluster of hay. Another fop joined me and sat to my left.

"Hey."

"Hi,"I replied, not really in a talkative mood.

"How old are you ?"

"23, you ?"

"Ten."

I looked at him more carefully and to my shock he really was 10 ! I sputtered in incredulity and he grinned, looked at his boots.

"You were here the whole prison term ? That's illegal !"

"My dad is that man over there,"he said, pointing to a 40 twelvemonth old man, who was making out with the Asian fellow who had sucked me."He brings me to this poppycock a lot. I was hiding in a hat bail."

"Um, variety of stupid parenting attainment ... .you shouldn't be here, little guy."

"I know. Don't have much of a selection though."

Awkwardly, I just stared at him.

"I'm straight,"he replied.

"What ? No, I wasn't ... .I wasn't trying to, ugh, have sex-"

"I was kidding,"he laughed."I'm Andrew."

"I'm Eddy."

Another day passed and we were still lost in the barn. Everyone was worried sick, and I was worried about Andrew. Some guys were passed out from hungriness and everyone was leering at the sawhorse ; if we weren't let out soon, we would deliver to do indefinable things.

"I need everybody's attending !"one of the men yelled."If we go another day without water, we'll die from evaporation. Everyone, lookup everywhere for any seed of water."

We did, but there was not any to be spoken of. The shot glass was dehydrated too, and was taking a nap. One long haired man stared at the pony.

"kill the horse."

Grabbing a option axe off of the shelf, she raced forward and slammed the weapon into the horse's position. Blood poured out, and it kicked forward, breaking out of its pasture. To my disgust, ten other men held the horse cavalry in place and started taking raw chunks out of its flesh. Saint Andrew the Apostle started to cry. The poor thing was being devoured, but we had no choice. Soon it was dead, and the men were helping themselves to its blood and marrow. Many vomited, so they had to eat more. The corpse attracted rainfly and soon 90 % of it was inedible. cipher spoke. Terrified, me and Andrew kept away from everyone. I grabbed a man of unworthy meat off its abdomen and offered it to Andrew.

"You have to eat it."

"I'm not eating that bullshit. I'd die before I'd do that."

But famish won, and the next day, me and Andrew ate the knight's read/write head. There was still no way out of the barn.

"Maybe the farmer got in a car wreck,"one man suggested."They'll come to his sign eventually and find us. We'll be out in no time !"

But that proved to be wrong three years later, when the cavalry's consistency had been picked free of meat. Only clappers remained. Nobody said anything, but we all knew that a human banquet would soon be necessary.

The time did come, eight daytime afterwards. The erstwhile man, aged 53, slit his throat with a shard of broken piping. As soon as he started to gag, the men piled on top of him and preceded to pig his corpse. Saint Andrew and I were still disgusted, but we had to survive.

"We're going to die,"he cried, burying his font into my chest.

I could only comfort him as he wept.

ternary weeks passed, and not only five people died - our man was lost too. Many had become animals, having sex 24/7, and biting the great unwashed at random. I found a small handgun in a barrel ; it was always gift when a man was near me and Andrew. One day a handsome, muscular guy came over and started to buss my cervix. I was tired of sex, but it felt unspoilt so I let him. Another joined him, who started to suck my stomach. Soon everyone was on top of me, kissing and sucking every contribution of my body. To my horror, each had a flash of hungriness in their eyes. Hastily, I pinned the tending on another guy, by noting how tasty his cock was. Five seconds later, I squirmed out of the pile. The man was screaming as he was sexually corrode alive. Andrew stared on in revulsion. He was never the Lapp after that.

Two Clarence Shepard Day Jr. later I woke up. A dark skinned man was eating my ass, with thirstiness in his center. I avoided eye contact. Me and Andrew were the only sane ones now. Only 14 of the 27 men remained, each one horny and hungry. The man stared at Andrew, licking his sass. He lunged forward and tried to take a bite. I grabbed him from ass and broke his neck. I couldn't get a schnorchel, as the early guys instantly ran over to get the remains.

Nine Clarence Day later, two More had been eaten. Nine left besides me and Andrew. We climbed into the attic one day, both very miserable. The ten yr old always looked logy ; he was a true target. We relaxed in the loft, when Andrew surprised me by crawling over and laying on top of me.

"I was lying. I'm not straight."

It felt weird doing it with a ten twelvemonth old, but I let him slack ; it was the best I could do. We only did oral examination, since I was afraid of hurting him. Once done, we lay together in the hay cluster, exhaling.

"I'm sorry,"he whimpered."I'm disturbed - like all of them ...."

"It's OK,"I assured him.

A week later, only seven besides me and Saint Andrew the Apostle were left. We lay on the hay on the bottom floor of the b. One man crawled over and started giving Andrew a handjob.

"Stop it,"I growled, punching him.

He backed off, but came back did seconds a minute later. He was joined by the others, with thirst filled in their eyes.

"Get off of him !"I screamed, kicking their bare binding and groins.

One grabbed Andrew's face and chomped into the base of his skull.

"Edward ! ! ! ! ! !"

Another bit his tweet and another sucked his result globe as he screamed in suffering. I grabbed the pistol. bang ! boot ! Bang ! Bang ! All guess were spot on, and the remaining three ran behind a hay Bale. One lunged at me. Bang ! I shot his dresser. The early two were the dude that had sucked me, and Saint Andrew the Apostle's father - what form of psycho would enjoy eating his own son ! The Asian man took a bite out of Andrew's side, but I rolled on top of him, skirting his pharynx with a piece of zinc. Andrew's father was the sole man besides me.

"Stop,"he rasped, grinning."We can eat the boy together. Then we can have some fun afterwards."

rush ! He fell dead to the storey. I ran, crying, over to Saint Andrew the Apostle. Bite injury were all over him and he sobbed.

"You're okay,"I cried, hugging him.

"Thank you ... .."

"For - for what ?"

"You were..like..like..l-like a Padre to me ... .even in this incubus ... thank y-you ..."

He fell limp. I screamed in defeat, kicking the former corpses in anger, gloominess and defeat. I looked at the barn door. I kicked the padlock in anger ... ..it easily fell afford. The lock was fake. We could take escaped all along .