At school I was one those guys that hung with the cool down clotheshorse or I'd be subjected to bullying.

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

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

We'd shoot kitty, public lecture about bitches they laid, use up turns in shouting act of beer and generally talk crap, yarda yarda yarda, like ally do.

Ten yr and not practically has change, within our group.

That's the pelt on the external but on the interior these get-togethers are a slap-up escape from closed book on the inside.

Somewhere between school finish and five days before today, things changed.

matter I dare not reveal to this group of foresightful terminal figure protagonist nor daring not want to change.

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

I had a slender barely 5ft 6 frame 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 tegument kid with man boob and a pocket-sized cock.

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

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

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

They stopped and before I could respond, two big dude dispersed and charged at me.

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

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

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

I woke up stupid and lost and lightheaded.

My foreland was aching from behind my in good order eye, I soon noticed I was bound.

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

After a while once my direction 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 feet I managed to snuggle my coxa and thigh, under a loose quilt.

The textile felt nice, maybe satin.

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

My nipples felt tender, as evil view entered my mind.

Then the big masked gallant walked over to the bed, with iniquity intentions.

One of then just walked by me, the other never took his middle off me.

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

He walked right up to me and started to fidget with trouser and tease them.

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

"Now on your knees,"He ordered.

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

"Now be a good boy and wrap your faggot sassing around my meat,"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 second, and then it came down it an Maker thumping on binding 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 boss

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

I took an uneasy breath.

"Now get it nice and moist before taking it in your mouth,"he ordered.

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

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

I sucked on his putz, swallowing the foreland and gently applying suction.

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

How did it come to this ?

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

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

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

I was bobbing up and down his cock, 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 minutes, 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 dead body the way he wanted.

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

Then a digit poked into my asshole, I realized what was going to happen next.

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

My whole life I was tormented about being a faggot at school and denying it, now this black-market dude was making me into one.

The pain I felt or was feeling was goose egg compared to what was about to hit me.

When this dude positioned his stopcock near my recently manipulated asshole, 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 bother that I screamed out.

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

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

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

I tried not to imagine that I had a black man's cock buried late in my ass and what effect it will have on my intellect, afterward in the future.

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

I gradually felt used to his hammer attrition 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 footstep was quickening.

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

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

By now I was in a euphoric state and thought it wasn't flavor bad, as everyone in the humanity claims.

He might let beat me to decease, if I kept resisting.

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

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

okeh I know how I was enjoying having cock in my ass, must bear 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 sleep together 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 prick 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 gripe now, here to take in dick and getting your ass bitched,"He teased, as the net of his load filled up my ass.

My fragile hobble consistency just held the emplacement, my ass still moved to his rhythm.

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

"Ring me is deficiency more,"He said.

I rang him two Day later, and another shtup academic session resulted.

He recognize 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 give a family.

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

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

Like I said, for close to ten years I have been my Daddy's squawk, something I dare not tell a exclusive nor want to ruin anything good in my other lifetime .