At school I was one those hombre that hung with the chill beau or I'd be subjected to bullying.

I think I worked that out early on when in 2nd year of high school.

Once school for me was over, the dudes I hung with would catch-up on Lord's Day every month for a get-together.

We'd shoot pool, talk about bitches they laid, take turns in shouting spell of beer and generally talk crap, yarda yarda yarda, like friend do.

Ten years and not much has modification, within our group.

That's the tegument on the away but on the indoors these get-togethers are a great escape from secrets on the inside.

Somewhere between schoolhouse coating and five long time before today, matter changed.

matter I dare not reveal to this group of long terminus friends nor dare not want to change.

Since I remember I had always been a pretty boy, ( longish blonde hair with blue center, gamey cheekbones with a slender jaw ) not much changed throughout my teen and into adulthood.

I had a slight barely 5ft 6 bod at end of my schooling.

When I was 16-17 I had developed gynecomastia, which was weird as I wasn't fat.

So I went thru the later years hiding from being spotted naked.

Here I was, this skin kid with man boobs and a modest cock.

Of cause I felt embarrassed, plus I was one of those anti-jock boys.

Jocks were big freak and fully of confidence and then there I was a runt and a scaredy-cat.

One day while in my ahead of time 20's, I was walking to the corner shop with my iPod a van pulled up beside me.

They stopped and before I could react, two big sheik dispersed and charged at me.

Within a eye blink of an eye and with my iPod still playing in my ears, I was in the back of the van with a slip over my head.

They had me overpowered and restrained, as they slowly aim away.

I felt a prick in my neck and soon after I was out cold and asleep.

I woke up dazed and confused and lightheaded.

My headspring was aching from behind my the right way eye, I soon noticed I was bound.

Also I was naked on a soft plush garden pink bed, in a room made for a girl.

After a while once my focus came back to me, I wriggled around and managed to sit up against the rachis of the bed's straits.

By using my toes and human foot I managed to snuggle my hips and thighs, under a loose quilt.

The material felt Nice, maybe satin.

I crossed my stage under the quilt and wondered, what are these punk planning to do to me ?

My nipples felt supply ship, as malign thought process entered my mind.

Then the big masked beau walked over to the bed, with evil intentions.

One of then just walked by me, the early never took his eyes off me.

Once he buddy had left, I was what he wanted.

He walked right up to me and started to fidget with trousers and untie them.

Once his cock was unfreeze, our heart met and he gave me this wicked grin.

"Now on your knee joint,"He ordered.

I wriggled up and knelt before him, with my arms still bound.

"Now be a near boy and wrap your queer lips around my marrow,"He ordered.

I nodded no.

After all I wasn't a fag and mere thought, disgusted me.

He raised an arm and held it up in the air for a few endorsement, and then it came down it an almighty thud on back of my skull.

Our optic met again, I stared at his.

Then I cowered away from his.

What was the outcome was, that he was the boss

"I won't ask again,"he warned.

I took an uneasy breath.

"Now get it decent and moist before taking it in your sass,"he ordered.

I did as was told, I had his cock half way in my mouth before slowly pulling it out.

Then back in it went, I was scared stiff and felt embarrassed.

I sucked on his dick, swallowing the drumhead and gently applying suction.

My psyche was screaming but then again, I was slowly calming down.

How did it come to this ?

My tongue licked and tried feasting on his tool's head at times.

This made him moan and position a hired hand on my head.

Now he was now controlling my motion and rate, with his hands.

I was bobbing up and down his turncock, while now and then he moaned.

"See, you're loving it now,"He said, I tried to frown.

After what felt like an hour but was about five minute, he stopped.

He threw me on my back and flipped me over.

My face on the quilt, when reached around my venter and positioned my knee and soundbox the way he wanted.

He was pouring something into his hands and then rubbing around my ass crack.

Then a finger's breadth poked into my shit, I realized what was going to happen next.

snag started to run, when more fingers teased, poked and probed my ass I began whimpering.

My whole life I was tormented about being a faggot at schooling and denying it, now this black dandy was making me into one.

The pain I felt or was feeling was nothing compared to what was about to hit me.

When this clotheshorse positioned his shaft near my recently manipulated SOB, I squirmed in anticipation.

He slapped my ass with his fat cock a few times, before pressing it firmly into my hole.

As it broke through my resistance and beyond my rectum, I felt so much pain that I screamed out.

My back ached but part of my brain moved to my pecker, and felt pleasance after pain.

I breathed heavily into the quilt as he, relaxed his prick in my ass before pushing forward one last time.

His hammer had now bottomed inside my ass, I felt a twitch in my prick ( as if it enjoyed it ).

I tried not to think that I had a pitch-dark man's turncock buried abstruse in my ass and what effect it will have on my mind, afterward in the future.

It felt like I had an arm inside my ass, he pushed his body weight against me and slowly grinded into me.

I gradually felt used to his prick grinding in and out of me, I even began to relax more.

His big salami slowly slid out from my ass and then back in, by now his pace was quickening.

I was beginning to slowly savor it, so I wasn't complaining or protesting anymore.

He, must have noticed I wasn't resisting and started, fucking More hard and faster.

By now I was in a euphoric United States Department of State and thought it wasn't feeling bad, as everyone in the world claims.

He might bear beat me to death, if I kept resisting.

So letting him have his way wasn't so bad, besides no one from my ally's circle would find out.

"UH ... UH ... UH ... OHHHHH !"I moaned.

Okay I know how I was enjoying having cock in my ass, must have looked.

Especially that before tonight I was, a straightforward eyed wimpy heterosexual virgin.

I know I wasn't gay, so how come I was enjoying it so much ?

"Who's my weak fuck boy,"He teased.

"UH ... OHHH ... UH ... OHHH, ME ! I AM YOU FUCK BOY ! OOOH YEAH ... UH ... UH !"I screamed back at him.

"Say you love it, say you it bitch !"he asked.

"UHHHH GAWD ! I LOVE IT ! I LOVE COCK IN MY ASS ! OH GAWD !"I screamed.

I maybe enjoying it now but how will I tomorrow ?

"FUCK ME HARDER ! OH GAWD ! I think you're making me cum ! I blurted out.

"SO AM I,"He grunted.

"Yeah gripe, this is what you want,"He said and grunted again.

I just took it.

"You're my ho ass bitch now, here to nurse dick and getting your ass bitched,"He teased, as the survive of his load filled up my ass.

My fragile hitch organic structure just held the spot, my ass still moved to his rhythm.

He cut my leap wrists and threw a card at me.

"annulus me is privation more,"He said.

I rang him two days later, and another fuck session resulted.

He know owns me and now live in an apartment paid by him ( Big Jim ), my new daddy.

My weekends are mine, to do as I please.

He must have a family.

I don't need to go, as he pays the rent and leaves me $ 100 for supplies.

As long as during week I am his bitch, and sometimes his friends.

Like I said, for close to ten yr I have been my pop's bitch, something I dare not tell a lone nor want to deflower anything good in my early life .