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I stayed home in bed for two days. I called the regular swing choir
> music teacher and told her I wouldn't be in for a while, and they
could work
> on the music aspects of the numbers. I stumbled around my
apartment trying
> to get my life in order and seriously considered moving to Chicago.
Mostly I
> slept as people do when they are humiliated or sad, or scared. I
decided I
> could never go back to the school. Then, at ten o'clock at night on
the
> third evening, my doorbell rang. I knew who it was without a
second
> thought. I don't know why. I slipped on some old jeans and a tee
shirt and
> opened the door.
> Jake stood there with a nasty look on his face. He was more
adorable
> than I had remembered. Then his face in a second turned innocent
and
> childlike. Such an innocent high school boy look on him. He was
dressed in
> a burgundy baggy sweater that hung down over his hands and a
pair of dark
> blue pants.
> "Mr. C...I am pissed. I missed you mucho these last two days
and my
> dick missed you too." He had been drinking, I could tell by the slur
in his
> speech and the blurry look to his usually bright sparkling eyes. "You
have
> been a mean selfish cocksucker to let us swing choir boys high and
dry."
> "Jake, I've thought it over and this whole thing is no good. I'm
not
> coming back to the school, and I can't see you any more." My voice
shook so
> badly I could hardly stand the sound. I sounded like the biggest
sissy boy.
> Here I was, an adult in his thirties, letting a high school boy push
me
> around.
I called the regular swing choir
> music teacher and told her I wouldn't be in for a while, and they
could work
> on the music aspects of the numbers. I stumbled around my
apartment trying
> to get my life in order and seriously considered moving to Chicago.
Mostly I
> slept as people do when they are humiliated or sad, or scared. I
decided I
> could never go back to the school. Then, at ten o'clock at night on
the
> third evening, my doorbell rang. I knew who it was without a
second
> thought. I don't know why. I slipped on some old jeans and a tee
shirt and
> opened the door.
> Jake stood there with a nasty look on his face. He was more
adorable
> than I had remembered. Then his face in a second turned innocent
and
> childlike. Such an innocent high school boy look on him. He was
dressed in
> a burgundy baggy sweater that hung down over his hands and a
pair of dark
> blue pants.
> "Mr. C...I am pissed. I missed you mucho these last two days
and my
> dick missed you too." He had been drinking, I could tell by the slur
in his
> speech and the blurry look to his usually bright sparkling eyes. "You
have
> been a mean selfish cocksucker to let us swing choir boys high and
dry."
> "Jake, I've thought it over and this whole thing is no good. I'm
not
> coming back to the school, and I can't see you any more." My voice
shook so
> badly I could hardly stand the sound. I sounded like the biggest
sissy boy.
> Here I was, an adult in his thirties, letting a high school boy push
me
> around.
> "I brought a present for you Mr. C." Jake groped his bulge...I
could
> see he was at least half hard. Why the fuck did that kid have to be
hung
> like that?
> "My name begins with a G...not a C and you know it."
> He smiled stupidly, a little drunken spittle in the corner of his
> mouth. His eyes were red. "No, Mr. C...Mr. C...that's your nick
name. Know
> what it stands for? Mr. Cunt! All the guys in the school know about
it.
> We told all the guys, not just the guys in swing choir. Everybody
thinks
> itıs very funny...except for a few of the faggot boys."
> "Well, your little game is over. " I was actually proud of myself
> holding my own like that. Although, the sight of his luscious full
young boy
> lips made me start to get hard. He had a way of licking his lips and
> chewing on his lower lip like a naughty little boy that drove me nuts.
"I brought a present for you Mr. C." Jake groped his bulge...I
could
> see he was at least half hard. Why the fuck did that kid have to be
hung
> like that?
> "My name begins with a G...not a C and you know it."
> He smiled stupidly, a little drunken spittle in the corner of his
> mouth. His eyes were red. "No, Mr. C...Mr. C...that's your nick
name. Know
> what it stands for? Mr. Cunt! All the guys in the school know about
it.
> We told all the guys, not just the guys in swing choir. Everybody
thinks
> itıs very funny...except for a few of the faggot boys."
> "Well, your little game is over. " I was actually proud of myself
> holding my own like that. Although, the sight of his luscious full
young boy
> lips made me start to get hard. He had a way of licking his lips and
> chewing on his lower lip like a naughty little boy that drove me nuts.
He
> did that now.
> "Don't you wanna suck my big fat teenage dick?"
> "Jake, you know I have very strong unexplainable feelings for
you, and
> yes, as a matter of fact I want to suck your big fat teenage dick
more than
> anything in the world right now...more than breathing...more than
life. It's
> all I have thought about these last two days, but I cannot and will
not
> tolerate your abuse of me. I will not be humiliated, so I have to
break it
> off with you."
> He pouted and ran one hand through his hair. "What if I tell you
I am
> really sorry, and I really like you a lot?"
> Oh Jesus, my dick was like iron in my pants. "Jake how can I
believe
> you after all the shit you put me through? "
>
> "I was just playing around. I never meant to really hurt you. I
know it
> got out of hand, but you know how horny high school guys are and
how they
> love to humiliate other guys. Shit, we are always pulling that kind of
sick
> shit on each other just for fun. Can I come in, just for a minute?"
>
> "It would be better if you didn't. It can only lead to...." He
walked
> passed me into the apartment. I just stood there, one hand on the
door
> knob. He slipped out of his sweater and stood there in his tee shirt.
> "Iım a little drunk. Can I have a beer?"
> "Jake itıs a school night, and I think you've had enough."
> "You are a real prick, Mr.C....Mr. G. You sure know how to hurt a
guy.
> You think I'm mean to you? How about you? Here I am with a great
big crush
> on you, and you stay away for two days." He kicked off his shoes
and peeled
> off his socks.
>
> "If I am a prick, then you better go home Jake. I mean it. You
don't
> have a crush on me and you know it."
>
> "Then why does my fat prick get all hard and drippy when I think
about
> you? Why does it leak all over my fucking pants? He padded on
bare feet
> into the kitchen and came back with a beer.
> 'I told you no beer!" I was weakening. I was losing, I could tell.
> What the fuck was wrong with me? "You've got lots of girls after
you. You've
> got a steady girlfriend. Go out with them to relieve your sexual
needs."
>
> "I do. I've fucked them all until they can't walk. I need something
new.
> Don't you wanna suck my dick Mr. G?"
>
> "If I suck your dick will you go home?"
>
> "You bet." He got a big smile on his face and peeled off his tee
shirt.
> The sight of his smooth naked chest did me in. My dick started
squirting pre
sick
> shit on each other just for fun. Can I come in, just for a minute?"
>
> "It would be better if you didn't. It can only lead to...." He
walked
> passed me into the apartment. I just stood there, one hand on the
door
> knob. He slipped out of his sweater and stood there in his tee shirt.
> "Iım a little drunk. Can I have a beer?"
> "Jake itıs a school night, and I think you've had enough."
> "You are a real prick, Mr.C....Mr. G. You sure know how to hurt a
guy.
> You think I'm mean to you? How about you? Here I am with a great
big crush
> on you, and you stay away for two days." He kicked off his shoes
and peeled
> off his socks.
>
> "If I am a prick, then you better go home Jake. I mean it. You
don't
> have a crush on me and you know it."
>
> "Then why does my fat prick get all hard and drippy when I think
about
> you? Why does it leak all over my fucking pants? He padded on
bare feet
> into the kitchen and came back with a beer.
> 'I told you no beer!" I was weakening. I was losing, I could tell.
> What the fuck was wrong with me? "You've got lots of girls after
you. You've
> got a steady girlfriend. Go out with them to relieve your sexual
needs."
>
> "I do. I've fucked them all until they can't walk. I need something
new.
> Don't you wanna suck my dick Mr. G?"
>
> "If I suck your dick will you go home?"
>
> "You bet." He got a big smile on his face and peeled off his tee
shirt.
> The sight of his smooth naked chest did me in. My dick started
squirting pre
> fuck and my legs grew weak. I loved his perfect nipples and his
belly
> button and his hard smooth tummy. I had never been so gone over
anyone in my
> entire life. He undid his belt and unsnapped his pants. He let them
fall.
> He wasn't wearing any underwear. His dick stood up stiff and wet.
It
> bounced, nine inches of boyfuck meat.
> I stood in front of him dying to kiss those soft lips...dying to suck
on
> his nipplesto chew on his neck...to lick his stomach. I wanted him
to love
> me, to need me.
> "You're the best cocksucker I ever had, " he said smiling at me.
> "Do you, eh..wanna sit on the couch, or go into the bedroom?" I
felt
> drunk now, drunk by the sight of him.
> "I'd rather stand and have you on your knees." I should have
known, but
> it was too late for me now, I was trapped once again by the most
beautiful
> dick I had ever seen. It was running a cloudy stream of fucklube
onto the
> carpet.
> I took off my tee shirt. "You're really excited tonight Jake." I
> whispered, dropping my pants so my own six and a half inches
popped up. I
> sank to my knees and moved in.
> "Yeah..." he sighed, thrusting his hips out toward me. "I just
finished
> fucking my girlfriend." I smelled the cunt on his dick then, a really
> strong smell. "I didn't get a chance to wash my dick. It's got Julie's
> cuntjuice all over it." There it was a few inches from my face,
smelling of
> pussy, and I could see the dried cuntjuice on it.
>
> "Well, Jake, would you like you to go wash it now?"
> "No, I would like you to suck it like this. I would like you to suck
and
> lick my girlfriend's pussy slime from my dick."
>
> "Jake, It's filthy and it stinks...I can't suck it like this."
>
I loved his perfect nipples and his
belly
> button and his hard smooth tummy. I had never been so gone over
anyone in my
> entire life. He undid his belt and unsnapped his pants. He let them
fall.
> He wasn't wearing any underwear. His dick stood up stiff and wet.
It
> bounced, nine inches of boyfuck meat.
> I stood in front of him dying to kiss those soft lips...dying to suck
on
> his nipplesto chew on his neck...to lick his stomach. I wanted him
to love
> me, to need me.
> "You're the best cocksucker I ever had, " he said smiling at me.
> "Do you, eh..wanna sit on the couch, or go into the bedroom?" I
felt
> drunk now, drunk by the sight of him.
> "I'd rather stand and have you on your knees." I should have
known, but
> it was too late for me now, I was trapped once again by the most
beautiful
> dick I had ever seen. It was running a cloudy stream of fucklube
onto the
> carpet.
> I took off my tee shirt. "You're really excited tonight Jake." I
> whispered, dropping my pants so my own six and a half inches
popped up. I
> sank to my knees and moved in.
> "Yeah..." he sighed, thrusting his hips out toward me. "I just
finished
> fucking my girlfriend." I smelled the cunt on his dick then, a really
> strong smell. "I didn't get a chance to wash my dick. It's got Julie's
> cuntjuice all over it." There it was a few inches from my face,
smelling of
> pussy, and I could see the dried cuntjuice on it.
>
> "Well, Jake, would you like you to go wash it now?"
> "No, I would like you to suck it like this. I would like you to suck
and
> lick my girlfriend's pussy slime from my dick."
>
> "Jake, It's filthy and it stinks...I can't suck it like this."
>
> "Look Mr. C...I came all the way over here to be nice to you. Now
suck
> it like it is or not at all.. Make up your mind." What would you have
done?
> Nine inches of handsome teenage fuck meat bobbing in front of me.
The
> pisshole opened and closed and more fuckslop oozed out. I
swallowed my
> pride, held my breath and took the fat drooling prick into my mouth.
"Look Mr. C...I came all the way over here to be nice to you. Now
suck
> it like it is or not at all.. Make up your mind." What would you have
done?
> Nine inches of handsome teenage fuck meat bobbing in front of me.
The
> pisshole opened and closed and more fuckslop oozed out. I
swallowed my
> pride, held my breath and took the fat drooling prick into my mouth.
I was
> in heaven. The pussy taste and smell went away rather quickly, and
I was
> left with the delicious flavor of Jake's fuckmeat. I did gag a little on
the
> cunt taste, but it soon dissolved in spit. Jake encouraged me.
> "That a way Mr. C. Oh you are some great cocksucker. Usually I
make
> Julie clean me up with her mouth, but all the while I was fucking her
cunt,
> I kept thinking about your mouth sucking down her cuntslime. So
after I
> shot, I pulled out and let the scum dry on me real careful. You see
how I
> think of you? "
> Dear God it was so wonderful; his big full balls bouncing on my
chin,
> his beer can thick prick ramming my throat, choking me, turning me
into his
> pussy, his fucktoy. The dick was so thick it stretched my entire
throat. I
> know how badly eighteen year old boys need sex, so I almost
excused his
> abuse of me. I kept thinking, maybe he is gay and doesn't know it.
Maybe he
> could like me, love me. How I lied to myself when I was sucking the
> pre-fuck from the gaping pisshole of his dickhead. The fucksnot was
> literally running down my throat like a river. Suddenly he pulled
away, his
> dick throbbing, a string of spittle and pre-fuck going from his
cockhead to
> my mouth.
> "I wanna get some pictures of you, Mr. C. For my memories. "
He hada
> digital camera in his hands and he shot down on me, snapping a
picture of me
> kneeling with dick slime going from my mouth to his cockhead.
> 'No Jake, no pictures, absolutely not."
> "Come on Mr. C. Lay back on the floor and masturbate for me.
It's just
> fun, man. You are so fucking up tight. Be a kid again and have
some fun
> with me." He stepped back and got a pic of me kneeling, my dick
hard and
> throbbing. "Start to jerk off for me...think about how great it's going
to
> be when I fuck your ass."
> "I told you Jake, I don't do that" but my hand went to my dick,
pulling
> it, rubbing it. SNAP!
> "Yeah baby, and I told you, you better start to stretch that pussy
with
> your fingers or it's going to hurt bad when the time comes. I am
not known
> for being a gentle fucker. I'm giving you a chance, being nice to
you,
> giving you a chance to get your hole opened up. Lay back on the
floor while
> you jerk off...its more comfortable." I did. I fell back onto the floor,
> tugging and yanking on my swollen prick, unable to look away from
his
> godlike body. His huge prick drooled onto me as he stood over me
snapping
> pics. Then he was standing over my face, his big feet planted on
either side
> of my head, pre-fuck running down onto my nose and lips. Then he
squatted
> down, until his nuts lay hot and sweaty on my mouth and chin.
> "I feel like an ass suck. Lick my ass crack Mr. C." I know you
must
> think me an absolute wimp...a loser...a creep beyond any hope, but
what
> would you have done with the world's most perfect eighteen year
old ass
> inches from your face? I stuck my tongue out as far as I could and
swiped
> at his smooth young asscrack. He smelled sweaty. He raised up
slightly so
> my tongue got only the tips of ass crack hairsoft downy hair. Just
a bit.
> Just a sprinkling around his pink puckered asshole. Oh yes, I drank
in the
> sight of that as well, my dick going nuts. Eighteen year old ass hole
still
> has that youthful boyish pinkness about it. I tried to reach his ass
crack
> with my tongue, but he squatted just high enough that I couldn't get
it
> laughing. His dick throbbed and bobbed and leaked.
> "Come on girl...come on and lick my ass crack. Reach for it,
Cunt..
> Stick that fucking tongue out. Taste some hot sweaty boy ass!"
Sweat dripped
> from his ass crack onto my face. It was terribly pungent.
> I was practically yanking my dick out of my groin. He lowered his
ass enough
> so that I was dizzy from the funky boy ass sweat stink, and my
tongue
> licked at his asshole hairs. A little lower! My tongue swiped up and
down
> the ass crack, catching sweat and some ass dirt, and the dried fuck
tracks
> from drippings from his fuck with his girlfriend. He allowed his full
ass
> cheeks to close over my face. I was smothered by teenage boy ass.
> Just a sprinkling around his pink puckered asshole. Oh yes, I drank
in the
> sight of that as well, my dick going nuts. Eighteen year old ass hole
still
> has that youthful boyish pinkness about it. I tried to reach his ass
crack
> with my tongue, but he squatted just high enough that I couldn't get
it
> laughing. His dick throbbed and bobbed and leaked.
> "Come on girl...come on and lick my ass crack. Reach for it,
Cunt..
> Stick that fucking tongue out. Taste some hot sweaty boy ass!"
Sweat dripped
> from his ass crack onto my face. It was terribly pungent.
> I was practically yanking my dick out of my groin. He lowered his
ass enough
> so that I was dizzy from the funky boy ass sweat stink, and my
tongue
> licked at his asshole hairs. A little lower! My tongue swiped up and
down
> the ass crack, catching sweat and some ass dirt, and the dried fuck
tracks
> from drippings from his fuck with his girlfriend. He allowed his full
ass
> cheeks to close over my face. I was smothered by teenage boy ass.
I felt my
> dick about to explode and jerked on it harder. A teenage boy was
forcing
> his ass down onto my face, sitting on my face.
> "Stick your tongue up my hole...fuck my hole with your tongue you
fucking
> dirty sex sow you!"
> I rammed my tongue into his puckered ass hole, as far as I could,
until
> it hurt it was in so far. I sucked at his ass lips while my tongue
probed in
> a rectal fuck, and my dick shot a huge spray of fuck into to the air
as I
> came, one of the hardest orgasms of my whole life.
> "Oh God, I love you...I love you...I love you...I love you..." I
yelled
> over and over my tongue up his asshole making it sound like
nothing except
> grunting.
> "Fucking ass sucking faggot...." he screamed and shot his own
load
> across my body and beyond me. Huge globs of Jake's cum made
my own watery
> orgasm seem pathetic. He was only eighteen, but he was a man,
and I was a
> faggot. He pulled up off my tongue and jerked his prick, so the
remaining
> cum splashed onto my face...me with my mouth wide trying to catch
it.
> "You are one disgusting piece of shit you know that Mr. Cunt!"
> I was in a daze, and his abuse hardly registered. I was still
coming
> down from the best orgasm of my life. My balls ached with the
power of it.
> My body was covered with his boy fuck.
> He walked to the chair and started to get dressed in a hurry, me
still
> on the floor in a daze.
> "Three things, Asswipe. 1. You be at school tomorrow for swing
choir.
> We need the rehearsal, and no back talk, or these pics go all over
the
> school, including to the administration. I hope you fucking
understand that
> I mean every fucking word I say. Iıll do it motherfucker, I really
will.
> And your new rehearsal outfit will be cut off jean shorts, and I
mean cut
> off high. I want some ass cheek showing. No, I want a lot of ass
cheek
> showing. If they aren't cut off high enough, we will finish the job
right
> there in class in front of the girls and everything, and you know I
mean it.
> Don't worry about Mrs. Twat (Tschanz), I already told the old cunt
that you
> would be there tomorrow, and she could stay in her office and drink.
> Oh, and wear a nice pink tee shirt, cut off to one inch below your
nipples.
> 2. I need a hundred bucks...bring it tomorrow. "
> "What about the checkbook and checks?"
> "I bought a new home entertainment system. You would love it. "
> "Fucking ass sucking faggot...." he screamed and shot his own
load
> across my body and beyond me. Huge globs of Jake's cum made
my own watery
> orgasm seem pathetic. He was only eighteen, but he was a man,
and I was a
> faggot. He pulled up off my tongue and jerked his prick, so the
remaining
> cum splashed onto my face...me with my mouth wide trying to catch
it.
> "You are one disgusting piece of shit you know that Mr. Cunt!"
> I was in a daze, and his abuse hardly registered. I was still
coming
> down from the best orgasm of my life. My balls ached with the
power of it.
> My body was covered with his boy fuck.
> He walked to the chair and started to get dressed in a hurry, me
still
> on the floor in a daze.
> "Three things, Asswipe. 1. You be at school tomorrow for swing
choir.
> We need the rehearsal, and no back talk, or these pics go all over
the
> school, including to the administration. I hope you fucking
understand that
> I mean every fucking word I say. Iıll do it motherfucker, I really
will.
> And your new rehearsal outfit will be cut off jean shorts, and I
mean cut
> off high. I want some ass cheek showing. No, I want a lot of ass
cheek
> showing. If they aren't cut off high enough, we will finish the job
right
> there in class in front of the girls and everything, and you know I
mean it.
> Don't worry about Mrs. Twat (Tschanz), I already told the old cunt
that you
> would be there tomorrow, and she could stay in her office and drink.
> Oh, and wear a nice pink tee shirt, cut off to one inch below your
nipples.
> 2. I need a hundred bucks...bring it tomorrow. "
> "What about the checkbook and checks?"
> "I bought a new home entertainment system. You would love it. "
> "But Jake, where will I get a hundred bucks from?"
> "What the fuck do I care, but have it, or tomorrow night, Mr.
Cunt
> will have his own internet website with pictures.
> 3. I need your apartment tomorrow night to fuck this chick, so
> disappear from six to midnight. She swears I will have to use a
rubber or
> she won't do it. Yeah right. But if I do use a dickbag, I'll leave it for
> you to suck out, How's that? In case you didn't notice, your prick is
> getting hard again. What a fucking queer. Oh yeah, from now on, no
clothes
> when you are at home. I want you bare assed all the time. I mean,
all the
> time! You answer the door bareassed. If I come to see you, and
you answer
> the door with anything but a bare dick, your ass will be grass. And
I'll be
> sending some guys form school over, just to check on you. You
answer the
> door bare assed, you hear?"
> "But what if itıs some friends, or my mom and dad...or...they
come over
> sometimes...."
>
> "Too bad fuckface. You better just tell them not to come over
for a
> while. Of course, you can ask my permission to wear clothes if you
make
> advance plans. Now come here. How about a little goodbye kiss? "
> He wanted to kiss me! Jake wanted to kiss me. I sprang to my
feet,
> my dick throbbing hard again and went to take him in my arms.
> "Whoa..." he laughed. "This is a special buddy kiss. Close your
eyes
> and open your mouth wide." I did, and he snorted back snot from
his nose,
> gobbed and hawked a huge wad of spit into my mouth. I gagged
and started to
> close my mouth, thinking I might puke.
> "Hold on. Keep that cocksucker mouth wide open. You didnıt
actually
> think I'd touch my lips to yours after you sucked on my asshole did
you?
> Some night, if you are real good, I will kiss you, and it will be the
"But Jake, where will I get a hundred bucks from?"
> "What the fuck do I care, but have it, or tomorrow night, Mr.
Cunt
> will have his own internet website with pictures.
> 3. I need your apartment tomorrow night to fuck this chick, so
> disappear from six to midnight. She swears I will have to use a
rubber or
> she won't do it. Yeah right. But if I do use a dickbag, I'll leave it for
> you to suck out, How's that? In case you didn't notice, your prick is
> getting hard again. What a fucking queer. Oh yeah, from now on, no
clothes
> when you are at home. I want you bare assed all the time. I mean,
all the
> time! You answer the door bareassed. If I come to see you, and
you answer
> the door with anything but a bare dick, your ass will be grass. And
I'll be
> sending some guys form school over, just to check on you. You
answer the
> door bare assed, you hear?"
> "But what if itıs some friends, or my mom and dad...or...they
come over
> sometimes...."
>
> "Too bad fuckface. You better just tell them not to come over
for a
> while. Of course, you can ask my permission to wear clothes if you
make
> advance plans. Now come here. How about a little goodbye kiss? "
> He wanted to kiss me! Jake wanted to kiss me. I sprang to my
feet,
> my dick throbbing hard again and went to take him in my arms.
> "Whoa..." he laughed. "This is a special buddy kiss. Close your
eyes
> and open your mouth wide." I did, and he snorted back snot from
his nose,
> gobbed and hawked a huge wad of spit into my mouth. I gagged
and started to
> close my mouth, thinking I might puke.
> "Hold on. Keep that cocksucker mouth wide open. You didnıt
actually
> think I'd touch my lips to yours after you sucked on my asshole did
you?
> Some night, if you are real good, I will kiss you, and it will be the
> highlight of your fucked up life. I'm not afraid to kiss guys. It
doesn't
> threaten my sexuality. Now hold your mouth open." He leaned in
and I heard
> him sniff. Then he blew his nose into my mouth. I started to puke,
but he
> slapped a hand over my mouth and pinched my nose.
> "Swallow! Swallow, Cuntface! Before we are though, you will be
eating
> my snot like it was cavier! So just get fucking used to it.
> You will take anything and everything from my body and love
it...you hear
> me...love it!"
> I swallowed. He stepped back and smiled, lifting my chin to look
into
> my pale sick face.
> "Good Pussy." the eighteen year old boy said.
> "Please,could I suck you once more?" I said, totally humiliating
myself
> for him.
> "Fuck you." he said in the sweetest way, and was gone.
id to kiss guys. It
doesn't
> threaten my sexuality. Now hold your mouth open." He leaned in
and I heard
> him sniff. Then he blew his nose into my mouth. I started to puke,
but he
> slapped a hand over my mouth and pinched my nose.
> "Swallow! Swallow, Cuntface! Before we are though, you will be
eating
> my snot like it was cavier! So just get fucking used to it.
> You will take anything and everything from my body and love
it...you hear
> me...love it!"
> I swallowed. He stepped back and smiled, lifting my chin to look
into
> my pale sick face.
> "Good Pussy." the eighteen year old boy said.
> "Please,could I suck you once more?" I said, totally humiliating
myself
> for him.
> "Fuck you." he said in the sweetest way, and was gone.
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