Where He Lies....Broken Inside </3

Biddy Brey was only four. His father was a dead beat, all he ever did was find money for his cocaine and heroine addiction. Biddy had one pair of clothes, and his father never fed him. He didn't really know his mother so he found himself out on the streets as a child begging for food and money. He couldn't get any work, he was but a four year old, nothing thought he would do anything but cause problems so what else could he do when this strange man came up to him and offered him a job for money? Mayne people say he should have turned it down but then again, not many people really knew about this....
It had been a normal day for Biddy, sitting on a bench, dirty and starving, his clothes nothing but scraps. No one paid him any mind when he waved at them, flashed a grin and held out his hand, his one blue and one green eye begging for anything, food, money, anything...
But one man did pay notice to this child. The man was well known as the owner of a little boys porn site. He took in any pictures of young children but it was rare he ever got any actual sexual pictures and the way this boy looked, he would do anything for money.
He moved in on the small four year old.
Biddy looked up, blinking as the man sat down beside him and smiled.
"Well hello little boy." His voice oozed with sweetness to the child.
Biddy didn't know any better.
"Hiya!" The child chirped back at him.
"What are you doing out here begging? Don't you have anyone to care for you?"
"Well sir, nowt weally! My daddy don't even fweed me or nothin' so I gowts-ta fend for mysewf!"
"Oh well that's a shame....Could I maybe offer you a job? It would give you money to buy food and clothes with."
Biddy's eyes were wide, he grinned widely, showing he was missing a front tooth. The child really did look poor, he was matted in dirt and fecal matter, his clothes looked like nothing but left over curtains and he bore deep cuts and dark bruises.
"Weawy!!"
"Yes really, but you would have to do whatever I say. Is it a deal?"
The boy had no choice. "Deal!" He could have said no but then where would he be?
The man took Biddy's hand, leading him back to his small studio and alerting everyone that he had a willing kid here. First he took Biddy into the bath room, drawling up some water and sitting the small child in, watching as he giggled and splashed around. The man took his time, getting his workers together and telling them what he wanted so while they set up a room and got the camera's fixed up, the man bathed Biddy, scrubbing away the dirt and grim so you could actually tell that Biddy's skin was a milky white but painted with black, purple and blue bruises. He man growled but it would have to do, he would rather the boy look decent but there was nothing he could do, he had to get it done while the child was still willing.
"Alright Kid...um...Got a name?"
"I ish Biddy sir!!"
The man nodded, smirking at the child. "Im Mr.Damon."
He picked Biddy up and dried him off, combing out his hair and looking him up and down.
"C'mon, now imma put you in a room and Mr.Stacy is going to play with you a little bit okay?"
"Otay!" Biddy grinned happily, smiling and waving at all the people they passed until they came to a room, it was plain, just a bed and some camera's set up in it. He sat Biddy on the bed and nodded, pulling another man into the room. The man had shaggy brown hair and light brown eyes. "Alright Biddy, this is Mr.Stacy, Now you just sit here and do whatever Mr.Stacy says alright?"
"Yes sir Mr.Damon!"
The man stepped back, leaning against the wall and nodding to everyone. "Action."
Stacy sat on the bed with Biddy, smiling at the boy.
"Hey Biddy, im Stacy. Wanna be friends?"
"Ummm Yes! I wanna be fweinds!"
"Great, how old are you Biddy?"
"I ish Fouwr!" The child was so innocent and happy.
"Well Biddy, since your my friend will you do something for me?"
"Ummm Shuwer, what?"
"You know what a peepee is?"
Biddy paused, looking down at his small body and pointing at his tiny penis.
"Dat?"
"Why yes it is, now you know how your peepee hurts if something hits it?"
"Umm...No...Nowt weawy. Why?" Biddy blinked curiously.
"Because mine hurts and I was wondering if you wouldn't mind helping me out here?" The man pulled down his boxers, the only article of clothing he wore to let his hard cock spring up, hitting the small child in the cheek.
"Ummm..." Biddy scrunched up his face and lifted two tiny hands to push the large member away from him, but he was not strong enough, it just bounced back and hit him in his small nose.
"How would I hewp ew?"
"Well, don't this feel good?" He took Biddy's itsy bitsy member and gently tugged on it a time or two with his middle and index finger.
"Doesn't that feel good?"
Biddy made a face, like he was thinking about it. "Umm...I dess so."
"Can you make mine feel good?"
"I....I tan twy?"
"Good, try for me Biddy."
The small child brought his hands up, they weren't even big enough to hold the large cock, much less pump it in any way, he tried and nothing happened. Damon rolled his eyes, looking rather irritated at the child. Stacy smiled and picked Biddy up, laying in on his back. The camera moved in to see everything. The man lowered his head, taking Biddy's small penis in his mouth and sucking on it for a moment before pulling away.
"Try doing that for me please Biddy." The man instructed him.
Biddy frowned, looking up at Damon with wide eyes, almost ready to just ask to stop. The man shook his head and pulled out a dollar shaking it at Biddy and nodding. The small boy looked back at Stacy and sighed, trying to take the large member in his small mouth, barely getting just the head pass his lips. Stacy groaned, licking his lips while Biddy slurped on the man's cock. Stacy took Biddy by his light blond hair, gently bobbing him on the large girth, gradually speeding up and putting more strength into it until he was forcing his cock down the child's throat, ignoring that fact that Biddy was now crying and sobbing, no one could hear him with Stacy's dick in his mouth but then again, no one cared even if they did.
The man finally pulled back, smiling softly at the small crying child, forcing him down onto the bed even as Biddy now struggled to get up, his large swimming eyes looked around for anyone to help him.
"Fop! Pwease! I-I don't want it awny mwore!!" Biddy shook his head but no one paid him any mind. Damon hissed, nodding when Stacy gave him a look, asking if he should go any further.
He smiled, gently brushing the hair from Biddy's face.
"Its okay Biddy, I promise ill make up for it. Did I hurt you?"
"Y-Yes! I-I wanna do howme! wet me gow!"
"Im sorry kid but ya can't, now just smile for the camera's huh? Because the more you cry, the more it will hurt." The man grinned evilly.
"B-Bwut....cwying should mwake mwe feel bwetter..."
"No...It causes more pain and makes you look like a little fucking wuss...Make me wanna make you cry more actually."
Biddy's eyes grew wide, fear shining in his eyes.
Stacy flipped Biddy over, laying a large hand on his back and pressing him into the mattress so he couldn't get away.
The man spit on his hand for lube, slicking up his cock and wipe the excess saliva on Biddy's entrance.
"Wh-What awer ew doing?!" Biddy didn't understand, all he knew was he wanted to stop crying, maybe if he stopped they would let him go...
Stacy grinned at the camera while he roughly forced himself into Biddy's tiny virgin hole.
The child's tortured screams echoed about the room.
Stacy gave him no time to adjust before pulling out and shoving back in, ripping and tearing the four year old child, his hands gripping Biddy's hips with enough force to crush his brittle bones, keeping him in place even while Biddy tried to crawl away. The small boy was so desperate he dug his nails into the head board, pulling as hard as he could and wailing louder as he finger nails were ripped away.
Stacy entangled his hands into Biddy's hair, yanking him back so the camera could see his tear streaked face. "Hewp mwe...." The small child whispered to the camera, his terrified pained eyes begging the men behind the camera but he was ignored. It went on like this for some time, Stacy fucking the small child hard and rough, getting more pleasure for the hopeless cries until he finally pulled out, his cock dripping with blood. He took Biddy's small shoulder, his finger nails digging into the skin. Stacy held Biddy down by his neck, strangling him while the other hand jerked his member. Blood dripped from his cock onto Biddy's cheek, mixing with his tears. Suddenly Stacy pointed the head of his cocked to Biddy's face, his cum spurting out and coating the small child. Stacy got up, yawning and walking out, his ass swaying as he went. Biddy's sobs were quiet, his face smeared in his own blood, Stacy's sperm and salty tears. Damon stood, walking over and shoving Biddy over, letting the camera get a good shot of his battered body and his bleeding hole, they closed in on the boys wet face before shutting off.
Damon grinned, sitting on the bed.
"Ya did great kid. Martin, go upload the video." He nodded to the camera man who did as he was told and went to upload the video onto their site. Biddy cried a bit more before looking at Damon.
"W-Why d-did ew.."
"Shut up kid, your getting paid, be happy." He dropped only ten dollars into the child's lap. Biddy didn't know that this wouldn't be alot but it was the most he had ever seen in his life.
"Alright kid, you come back here when you need more." Damon winked, pulling Biddy with him and once more throwing the kid in the tub, pouring water on him, scrubbing him, drying him and just letting him go.
Biddy's hips were crushed, his hole sore, and his innocence gone.
What now?
He laid for a while, getting it together before deciding there was nothing he could do.
No, Biddy Brey smiled, pulled himself up, and got on with his life.
Ten dollars only lasted so long though....
By the time Biddy was ten he was the sites main attraction, they had millions of pics and several videos. Biddy didn't have alot, he didn't get paid much, but he had food and clothing and for that, he was thankful.

Mike was on the computer one night, trying to find a place he could buy Alex something awesome for his birthday when one of those child porn sites popped up. Mike groaned, rolling his eyes as he grew more irritated at the computer. He was trying to exit out when a certain picture caught his eye. Mike almost ignored it, almost pretended it wasn't there because in truth, he wasn't sure he wanted to know but he clicked it anyways.
The page was titled Biddy Brey.
They had a collection of Video's and pictures, sorted out by Biddy's age in the videos.
There were hundred of them. Mike went through them, his heart aching. He finally just clicked on the oldest one.
By the time it was over Mike was a sobbing mess.
What would he do? He had never known about this? How could he of let this happen? How did Biddy still manage a smile every day?
What would Alex say?
What would Blake say?
Mike shook his head.
Blake would say nothing because Mike refused to show him, he didn't know if he should but he did need help with this so what did he do?
"Alex!!!!!!"
His lover jogged into the room, confused look on his face. "What is it Mikey?"
"L-Lo-Look!" Mike pointed to the screen, paused at Biddy being fucked into a wall at the tender age of six.
Alex almost fainted, he frowned deeply and moved over to Mike, looking over the site and going through the videos. By the time he was done he had even shed a few tears.
He wanted to hug his son, coddle his son...
He wanted to make it where this had never happened to his baby....
But he couldn't so he just held Mike and wondered what he should do.
They had to show Blake...As Biddy's lover he had a right to know but if so, why hadn't Biddy alerted him of it?
Out of fear.
Biddy feared that if he did show Blake, his lover would leave him, not want someone who everyone had seen being fucked. Blake wouldn't want someone who was so disgraced as a child.
Biddy couldn't risk losing Blake.
So Biddy kept quiet, put all his hardships and pains into a box and buried it deep inside his mind. Biddy put on a grin every day and Biddy was the best man he could be.
No one would have thought someone who smiled and seemed so happy, had been in his first porno at the age of four.
But then again, no one would ever guess Biddy Brey would have lived on pass his life as a child, or his life with Higgy.
He just kept on surprising.