I had signed the contract and now there was no going back. A week earlier, I was looking online for an riot party, and there happened to be one nearby that payed each someone 50 bucks to join. I had instantly contacted the hosts, which were very private about the locating. I begged to be invited, so eventually a phone birdsong was arranged. A man called me at 1:00 AM. yawn, I rolled over, shirtless, and picked it up.

"Yo,"I said.

"We are inviting you to the orgy party. Arrive on Friday, 4:00 PM sharp. 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 days later I drive over to the address. Surprisingly it was on a farm, a few miles away from the nearest house. poulet grazed everywhere and a few horses trotted alongside the fence. I stepped out of my car and walked up the short path to a modest sign. An older man came out. He looked outside to make sure I was alone, and then closed the threshold behind me.

"preindication here,"he barked.

Without reading the agreement, I scribbled my gens on the composition : Edward Richard Wagner. He invited me to induce some tea as two dozen other men arrived. They were all hot and I was eager to get going. The former man soon ordered everyone to sit down while he explained the rules.

"Alright. We are going to be locking you gentleman in our b for 24 hr. We have a small refrigerator, so you'll be okay. In that time, you can do whatever you want with each former. We need everyone's cellular phone telephone set, and then you can get started."

It was strange that they confiscated our telephone, but I was horny and went along with it. The man escorted us to the barn, which was large, red and had one knight inside. Opening the door, he ushered us inside. I was the last one in and grinned as the former guy cable began to produce themselves comfy. 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 rend off my shirt and was kissing my neck and another was ducking my cock. The barn was filled with moans and former expressions.

"You're hot !"

"Nice, man."

"Yeah !"

"sucking that cock !"

"screw yeah !"

Everybody kissed each other at least once and we even had a very magnanimous rotary suck. It was a footling awkward with the sawhorse watching us from it's stable, but I ignored it. The circle suck was the briny event. A muscular Asiatic 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 mound of clothes st night.

The next day, I awoke. Everybody was having sex again. Horny, I spotted two blonde guy rope kissing, rubbing each early's cocks. I joined them, and had a sexy triangle suction. But by the end of the 24 hours, everybody was covered in cum, exhausted and ready to go menage. At the exact promised clip, the old man came back and unlocked the padlock. But to our repulsion, he was armed with a scattergun. He threatened us with it as he rolled the small refrigerator out and locked us in. Everyone was feeling uneasy - panicking, we tried to beat down the wooden paries, but they must have been glued together because they wouldn't budge. One dude started rallying cry, and others had more sex. I just sat in a corner, staring at a boring clump of hay. Another clotheshorse joined me and sat to my left.

"Hey."

"Hi,"I replied, not really in a gabby 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 mental rejection and he grinned, looked at his boots.

"You were here the whole clip ? 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 dandy who had sucked me."He brings me to this stuff a lot. I was hiding in a hat bail."

"Um, kind of stupid parenting skills ... .you shouldn't be here, little guy."

"I know. Don't have much of a choice 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 of, and I was worried about Andrew. Some cat were passed out from thirst and everyone was leering at the sawhorse ; if we weren't let out soon, we would have to do unspeakable things.

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

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

"putting to death the horse."

Grabbing a pick axe off of the shelf, she raced forward and slammed the weapon into the horse cavalry'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 lump out of its flesh. Andrew started to cry. The wretched affair was being devoured, but we had no choice. Soon it was drained, and the men were helping themselves to its bloodline and nub. Many vomited, so they had to eat more. The corpse attracted flies and soon 90 % of it was uneatable. Nobody spoke. Terrified, me and Andrew kept away from everyone. I grabbed a bit of slimy heart 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 starve won, and the next day, me and Andrew ate the horse's caput. There was still no way out of the barn.

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

But that proved to be wrong three days later, when the horses's soundbox had been picked dislodge of meat. Only bones remained. Nobody said anything, but we all knew that a human feast would soon be necessary.

The sentence did come, eight days afterwards. The honest-to-god man, aged 53, slit his throat with a shard of reveal pipe. As soon as he started to gag, the men piled on top of him and preceded to devour his corpse. 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 comfort him as he wept.

Three weeks passed, and not only five citizenry died - our humanity was lost too. Many had become animals, having sex 24/7, and biting mass at random. I found a lowly pistol in a barrel ; it was always present when a man was near me and St. Andrew. One day a handsome, powerful guy came over and started to kiss my cervix. I was tired of sex, but it felt good so I let him. Another joined him, who started to suck my tum. Soon everyone was on top of me, kissing and sucking every part of my torso. To my repulsion, each had a trice of hunger in their center. Hastily, I pinned the attention on another guy, by noting how tasty his turncock was. Five minute later, I squirmed out of the pile. The man was screaming as he was sexually eat up alive. St. Andrew stared on in horror. He was never the same after that.

Two days later I woke up. A wickedness skinned man was eating my ass, with hunger in his eyes. I avoided eye contact. Me and Andrew were the only sane one now. Only 14 of the 27 men remained, each one horny and hungry. The man stared at Saint Andrew the Apostle, licking his lips. He lunged forward and tried to take a morsel. I grabbed him from buns and broke his neck. I couldn't get a breather, as the other cat 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 dazed ; he was a genuine 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 slacken ; it was the practiced I could do. We only did oral, since I was afraid of hurting him. Once done, we lay together in the hay clump, exhaling.

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

"It's fine,"I assured him.

A week later, only seven besides me and Andrew were left. We lay on the hay on the bottom of the inning floor of the barn. One man crawled over and started giving Saint Andrew the Apostle 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 spinal column and groins.

One grabbed St. Andrew's aspect and chomped into the root of his skull.

"Prince Edward ! ! ! ! ! !"

Another bit his nipped and another sucked his left bollock as he screamed in agony. I grabbed the pistol. boot ! Bang ! Bang ! smasher ! All shots were smudge on, and the remaining three ran behind a hay Basle. One lunged at me. fringe ! I shot his chest of drawers. The other two were the dandy that had sucked me, and Andrew's father - what kind of psycho would enjoy eating his own son ! The Asiatic man took a bite out of Andrew's side, but I rolled on top of him, skirting his throat with a piece of zinc. Andrew's founding father was the exclusive man besides me.

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

Bang ! He fell utterly to the floor. I ran, crying, over to Andrew. Bite lesion 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 father to me ... .even in this incubus ... thank y-you ..."

He fell limp. I screamed in defeat, kicking the other corpses in anger, sadness and frustration. I looked at the barn room access. I kicked the padlock in anger ... ..it easily fell open. The ringlet was juke. We could consume escaped all along .