At schooling I was one those Guy that hung with the cool fop or I'd be subjected to bullying.

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

Once schooltime for me was over, the fashion plate I hung with would catch-up on Sundays every month for a get-together.

We'd shoot pool, talk of the town about gripe they laid, train turns in shouting twist of beer and generally blab out crap, yarda yarda yarda, like friends do.

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

That's the cutis on the out of doors but on the at heart these get-togethers are a not bad escape from mystery on the inside.

Somewhere between schooltime finishing and five years before today, things changed.

Things I dare not break to this radical of farsighted term friends nor dare not want to change.

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

I had a slim barely 5ft 6 physique 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 after years hiding from being spotted naked.

Here I was, this hide kid with man boobs and a small cock.

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

Jocks were big behemoth and full of confidence and then there I was a peewee and a scaredy-cat.

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

They stopped and before I could oppose, two big beau dispersed and charged at me.

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

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

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

I woke up stupefied and confused and lightheaded.

My mind was aching from behind my compensate eye, I soon noticed I was bound.

Also I was naked on a gentle plush 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 back of the bed's head.

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

The material felt nice, maybe satin.

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

My nipples felt tender, as wickedness sentiment entered my creative thinker.

Then the big masked fellow walked over to the bed, with evil 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 relax them.

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

"Now on your human knee,"He ordered.

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

"Now be a good boy and wrap your faggot brim around my inwardness,"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 arcsecond, and then it came down it an Lord thud on back of my skull.

Our eyes met again, I stared at his.

Then I cowered away from his.

What was the outcome was, that he was the gaffer

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

I took an anxious breath.

"Now get it nice 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 soaked and felt embarrassed.

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

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

How did it occur to this ?

My knife licked and tried feasting on his prick's head at times.

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

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

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

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

After what felt like an minute 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 stomach and positioned my knee joint and body the way he wanted.

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

Then a finger poked into my bunghole, I realized what was going to chance next.

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

My unscathed biography I was tormented about being a faggot at school and denying it, now this dark 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 sheik positioned his cock near my recently manipulated arsehole, I squirmed in anticipation.

He slapped my ass with his fat peter a few fourth dimension, before pressing it firmly into my hole.

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

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

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

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

I tried not to think that I had a black man's cock buried thick in my ass and what effect it will bear on my nous, 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 cock grinding in and out of me, I even began to unlax more.

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

I was beginning to slowly bask 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 State Department and thought it wasn't flavor bad, as everyone in the world claims.

He might feature 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 rophy 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 straight eyed wimpy heterosexual person virgin.

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

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

"UH ... OHHH ... UH ... OHHH, ME ! I AM YOU shag 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 ?

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

"SO AM I,"He grunted.

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

I just took it.

"You're my ho ass cunt now, here to give suck cock and getting your ass bitched,"He teased, as the last of his load filled up my ass.

My fragile limp dead body just held the spot, my ass still moved to his rhythm.

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

"ring me is want more,"He said.

I rang him two Clarence Shepard Day Jr. later, and another roll in the hay 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 sustain a family.

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

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

Like I said, for close to ten years I have been my Daddy's bitch, something I dare not distinguish a lone nor want to break anything good in my other life .