gasped. "I give, I give."

"Not enough," snarled Ben. "Beg!" Aarted to throw binatihts into Tommy's mid-se, peppering the boy's abs with stiff jabs.

The blows lifted Tommy up onto his tiptoes, his body flattened against the wall, with o go to escape the ceaseless pounding. Each punch drove more and more breath out of Tommy's tortured lungs. Tommy started to see bright white sparkles in front of his eyes and the room began to spin. He khat if this didn't stop, his heart was going to explode. "Stop!" Tommy screamed. "Please stop! I'm sorry!!!" he squealed at the top of his lungs. I beg! I beg!! Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Ben stopped his attad watched as Tommy's body slumped down, semi-scious, his arms suspended by the shackles as if he were being crucified. The boy's body was covered is and bruises, and he was desperately gasping for air.

"You gotta hand it to the little guy, he really hung in there," Gus said admiringly. "I didn't think you were going to break him. In fact, I was almost ready to stop you before you killed the kid."

"Yeah, he's a tough little punk, all right," Ben said. "Seems like after all this, he deserves a little reward." Ben turned his head toward the rear of the trailer, where the shackled and gagged Scott was sobbing like a baby, humiliated and horrified at his little brother's punishment. "Get that crybaby over here," Ben said, gesturing towards Scott. "We'll end this with a bang."

Gus and Ted uncuffed Scott and maneuvered him across the trailer, while Ben gave Tommy a few sips of bottled water and revived the battered teen as best he could. Finally, Tommy was alert and able to stand on his own again. " we go now?" he gasped. "You got what you wanted."

"Not just yet," leered Ben. "After all that, the guys and I want to see what kind of man you really are."

"You!" Ben snapped, pointing at Scott. "Pull his shorts down."

"What?" said Scott, horrified. "What are you, fug perverts?"

"We're not perverts, we're sadists," chuckled Ben. "And do what I say or we'll fire up that Taser thing again and see how you like it against your nuts."

Scott sheepishly went over to Tommy, unfastehe button and fly on his shorts, and pulled them down to his ankles. "The underwear too," snapped Ben.

Scott looked up at Tommy, as if seeking dire. Tommy, knowing there was no choid not wanting to endure any more beatings, nodded his head.

Scott pulled Tommy's boxers down to his ankles, revealing a flaccid 4 inch cock topped by a thatch of blonde pubic hair. "Ever seen your little brother naked?" asked Ben ptuously. "He's got a bigger pair of balls than you'll ever have." Ben and the other two goons laughed. "Now jack him off."