At school I was one those guys that hung with the sang-froid dudes or I'd be subjected to bullying.

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

Once school for me was over, the dudes I hung with would catch-up on Sundays every calendar month for a get-together.

We'd shoot pool, talk about bitches they laid, take turns in shouting good turn of beer and generally tattle horseshit, yarda yarda yarda, like friends do.

Ten age and not much has change, within our group.

That's the hide on the outside but on the inner these get-togethers are a bang-up flight from secrets on the inside.

Somewhere between school coating and five eld before today, things changed.

Things I dare not reveal to this group of long terminus supporter nor dare not desire to change.

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

I had a slim barely 5ft 6 material body at end of my schooling.

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

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

Here I was, this skin kid with man dope and a small cock.

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

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

One day while in my too soon 20's, I was walking to the niche shop with my iPod a van pulled up beside me.

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

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

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

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

I woke up foggy and throw and lightheaded.

My headland was aching from behind my right eye, I soon noticed I was bound.

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

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

By using my toes and animal foot I managed to nuzzle my pelvis and second joint, under a informal quilt.

The material felt courteous, maybe satin.

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

My mamilla felt bid, as evil thought entered my mind.

Then the big masked dudes walked over to the bed, with malevolent intentions.

One of then just walked by me, the other 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 loosen them.

Once his cock was discharge, our eyes met and he gave me this wicked grin.

"Now on your stifle,"He ordered.

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

"Now be a upright boy and twine your fairy lips around my meat,"He ordered.

I nodded no.

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

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

Our eye met again, I stared at his.

Then I cowered away from his.

What was the effect was, that he was the boss

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

I took an unquiet breath.

"Now get it decent and damp before taking it in your mouth,"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 shaft, swallowing the head teacher and gently applying suction.

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

How did it add up to this ?

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

This made him moan and place a mitt on my head.

Now he was now controlling my apparent movement and pace, with his hands.

I was bobbing up and down his shaft, 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 instant, he stopped.

He threw me on my backrest and flipped me over.

My face on the comforter, when reached around my stomach and positioned my knees and consistency the way he wanted.

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

Then a finger poked into my cocksucker, I realized what was going to happen next.

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

My totally lifetime I was tormented about being a poof at school and denying it, now this blackamoor buster was making me into one.

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

When this dude positioned his stopcock near my recently manipulated bunghole, I squirmed in anticipation.

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

As it broke through my immunity and beyond my rectum, I felt so a great deal bother that I screamed out.

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

I breathed heavily into the comfort as he, relaxed his dick in my ass before pushing forward one live time.

His peter had now bottomed inside my ass, I felt a twitching in my peter ( as if it enjoyed it ).

I tried not to think that I had a pitch-black man's cock buried deep in my ass and what result it will bear on my mind, afterward in the future.

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

I gradually felt used to his cock detrition 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 tempo 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 res publica and thought it wasn't feeling bad, as everyone in the world claims.

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

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

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

OK I know how I was enjoying having cock in my ass, must sustain looked.

Especially that before tonight I was, a straight eyed wimpy straight person 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 screw 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 rooster 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 bitch, this is what you want,"He said and grunted again.

I just took it.

"You're my ho ass cunt now, here to take in shaft and getting your ass bitched,"He teased, as the last of his warhead filled up my ass.

My fragile hobble body just held the position, my ass still moved to his rhythm.

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

"Ring me is want Thomas More,"He said.

I rang him two days later, and another piece of ass session resulted.

He lie with 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 deliver a family.

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

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

Like I said, for close to ten age I have been my pop's bitch, something I dare not recite a sole nor want to ruin anything unspoilt in my other life-time .