I had signed the contract and now there was no going back. A calendar week earlier, I was looking online for an splurge company, and there happened to be one nearby that payed each person 50 bucks to fall in. I had instantly contacted the server, which were very private about the location. I begged to be invited, so eventually a phone call was arranged. A man called me at 1:00 AM. Yawning, I rolled over, shirtless, and picked it up.

"Yo,"I said.

"We are inviting you to the orgy political party. Arrive on Friday, 4:00 PM sharp. Don't bring anyone with you. You'll penury to ratify a document when you arrive. The address is 414 Yellowthorn Rd. See ya."

The man hung up. A few days later I drive over to the address. Surprisingly it was on a farm, a few mi away from the nearest theater. Chickens grazed everywhere and a few sawhorse trotted alongside the fencing. I stepped out of my car and walked up the short track to a small theater. An senior man came out. He looked exterior to make trusted I was alone, and then closed the door behind me.

"Sign here,"he barked.

Without reading the agreements, I scribbled my gens on the paper : Edward VIII Wagner. He invited me to take in some tea as two dozen other men arrived. They were all hot and I was aegir to get going. The older man soon ordered everyone to sit down while he explained the rules.

"Alright. We are going to be locking you gentlemen in our b for 24 60 minutes. We have a modest refrigerator, so you'll be okay. In that time, you can do whatever you want with each other. We need everyone's cellular phone phone, and then you can get started."

It was strange that they confiscated our earphone, 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 bozo began to make themselves comfortable. The old man then snickered"fool"and grabbed a padlock. Firmly locking us in, he then went back to his house. Within s topic of moment, a guy next to me pull off my shirt and was kissing my cervix and another was ducking my cock. The barn was filled with moan and other expressions.

"You're hot !"

"Nice, man."

"Yeah !"

"sucking that cock !"

"Fuck yeah !"

Everybody kissed each other at least once and we even had a very large lot sucking. It was a little awkward with the Equus caballus watching us from it's stable, but I ignored it. The circle suck was the master outcome. A muscular Asian dude was sucking me off and I went down on a dark skinned man, who was an eleven inched. We did this all day, and slept in a heap of clothes st Nox.

The adjacent day, I awoke. Everybody was having sex again. Horny, I spotted two blonde Guy kissing, rubbing each former's cocks. I joined them, and had a sexy Triangulum suction. But by the end of the 24 hours, everybody was covered in cum, exhausted and ready to go home. At the exact forebode 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 pocket-sized icebox out and locked us in. Everyone was feeling uneasy - panicking, we tried to beat down the wooden rampart, but they must let been glued together because they wouldn't Don Budge. One beau started crying, and others had more sex. I just sat in a corner, staring at a dull clump of hay. Another dude 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 impact he really was 10 ! I sputtered in mental rejection and he grinned, looked at his boots.

"You were here the whole fourth dimension ? That's illegal !"

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

"Um, sort of stupid parenting skill ... .you shouldn't be here, piddling guy."

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

Awkwardly, I just stared at him.

"I'm heterosexual,"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 pale, and I was worried about Andrew. Some guys were passed out from hunger and everyone was leering at the Equus caballus ; if we weren't let out soon, we would own to do indescribable affair.

"I need everybody's attention !"one of the men yelled."If we go another day without water supply, we'll die from drying up. Everyone, hunt everywhere for any origin of water."

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

"Kill the horse."

Grabbing a pickaxe axe off of the shelf, she raced forward and slammed the weapon into the horse's English. stemma poured out, and it kicked forward, breaking out of its grazing land. To my disgust, ten former men held the horse in place and started taking raw chunks out of its flesh. St. Andrew started to cry. The misfortunate affair was being devoured, but we had no choice. Soon it was bushed, and the men were helping themselves to its blood line and meat. Many vomited, so they had to eat more. The corpse attracted flies and soon 90 % of it was uneatable. nonentity spoke. Terrified, me and St. Andrew kept away from everyone. I grabbed a piece of music of slimy heart and soul off its abdomen and offered it to Andrew.

"You have to eat it."

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

But hunger won, and the side by side day, me and Andrew ate the horse cavalry's head. There was still no way out of the barn.

"Maybe the James Leonard Farmer got in a car wreck,"one man suggested."They'll come to his house eventually and chance us. We'll be out in no time !"

But that proved to be wrong three sidereal day later, when the horses's consistency had been picked free of essence. Only bones remained. cypher said anything, but we all knew that a homo fete would soon be necessary.

The meter did come, eight days afterwards. The honest-to-goodness man, aged 53, slit his pharynx with a shard of broken organ pipe. As soon as he started to gag, the men piled on top of him and preceded to devour his stiff. St. Andrew and I were still disgusted, but we had to survive.

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

I could only solace him as he wept.

Three weeks passed, and not only five people died - our humankind was lost too. Many had become animals, having sex 24/7, and biting people at random. I found a little side arm in a barrel ; it was always lay out when a man was near me and Andrew. One day a handsome, muscular guy came over and started to snog my neck. I was tired of sex, but it felt good 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 soundbox. To my horror, each had a fanfare of hunger in their eye. Hastily, I pinned the attention on another guy, by noting how tasty his dick was. Five seconds later, I squirmed out of the pile. The man was screaming as he was sexually eat alive. St. Andrew stared on in revulsion. He was never the Sami after that.

Two Clarence Day later I woke up. A dark skinned man was eating my ass, with thirstiness in his eyes. 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 Saint Andrew, licking his sassing. He lunged forward and tried to hire a bite. I grabbed him from derriere and broke his neck. I couldn't get a breather, as the other bozo instantly ran over to get the remains.

Nine twenty-four hours later, two more had been eaten. Nine left besides me and Andrew. We climbed into the garret one day, both very miserable. The ten class old always looked stun ; he was a unfeigned mark. 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 class old, but I let him loosen up ; it was the dependable I could do. We only did oral examination, since I was afraid of hurting him. Once done, we lay together in the hay clump, exhaling.

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

"It's OK,"I assured him.

A calendar week later, only seven besides me and Andrew were left. We lay on the hay on the undersurface storey of the barn. 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 hunger filled in their eyes.

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

One grabbed Andrew's face and chomped into the al-Qa'ida of his skull.

"Edward V ! ! ! ! ! !"

Another bit his nipped and another sucked his left ball as he screamed in torment. I grabbed the handgun. belt ! flush ! Bang ! Bang ! All nip were spot on, and the remaining three ran behind a hay bale. One lunged at me. bang ! I shot his chest. The other two were the dude that had sucked me, and Saint Andrew the Apostle's father - what kind 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 slice of zinc. Andrew's sire was the sole man besides me.

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

hit ! He fell dead to the floor. I ran, crying, over to Saint Andrew the Apostle. Bite wounds were all over him and he sobbed.

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

"Thank you ... .."

"For - for what ?"

"You were..like..like..l-like a male parent to me ... .even in this nightmare ... thank y-you ..."

He fell limp. I screamed in licking, kicking the former corpses in ire, sorrow and frustration. I looked at the b door. I kicked the padlock in choler ... ..it easily fell open. The lock was fake. We could have escaped all along .