Descent.
The sequel to Contraction.


"Your time to come is with me now."
With those six Scripture I became William F. Cody's boyfriend and he became my saviour. Jenny and I were over. Two geezerhood of an incredible intimate journey had ended with scourge and recrimination. I had been thrown out of the house I had shared with her for almost the entire human relationship, and a cloud of humiliation lie heavy over my head. Jenny had flick and videos of some very intimate moment, ones I would prefer the world didn't see, visual proof that could ruin my family line and mislay my small number of friends. But I had stood potent. I had resisted the worst she threw at me and in the end I had emerged the victor.
It had been a messy workweek. With the support of my baby and Cody I had plucked up the courageousness to end it. Jenny had been dismissive at for the first time, thinking it a joke or at worst, a bargaining chip. She had changed once I started packing. At first off trying to seduce me with her amazing body and slutty hoodoo. She'd stripped to her red boy boxers and provided me with a lecherous display. Her second onrush was to propose me anything I wanted and she would make it take place. girlfriend, boys, groups, thralldom, everything we had ever enjoyed plus others we hadn't tried was dangled in front of my face. I weakened. I allowed her to pull my stopcock out. I allowed her talented rim to fill up around it and pleasure me, but before I came, I grew impregnable once more, and pushed her away.
That's when the threats started. ‘ Remember I still have the pictorial matter'she'd told me. She reminded me of the videos she'd taken both with and without my consent. television I'd never been capable to find and thus destroy. television of me in some of the most humiliating office including wearing daughter underwear, being fucked with a strapon, and any number of times with the guys. Then there was the really bad one ; me fucking my sister. My only saving grace, if it could be called that, is that I was blindfolded the wholly prison term. But my Sister wasn't, and her relish at taking her brothers tool was evident. It would humiliate us and our parents and break up our folk. Despite my pleading with Jenny to at least destroy that one video, she didn't relent. We'd never met each early's families and now she just didn't care. Jenny was evil. In some means it made it easier to walk away but the nightmare scenario was like a chain around my cervix, constricting whenever I thought about it. Which was a great deal.

* * *

Darkness covered my face and his musty ballock travail assaulted my flavour. His underwear was stretched across my side, the groin over my poke. He'd worn them in the gym for his workout, and removed them only when he returned base, but not before making me plunder and tie myself to the bed. My ankle were held wide and mellow by a bash around each and looped over the bed posts. Handcuffs looped behind the headstand held my wrists above my head. He made me determine him strip. He made me lick his clod clean, then forced his ass onto my face. I lapped at his sweaty crevice like a hungry puppy. Then came the boxers pulled over my promontory. Now he was pushing himself hard and rich into my ass.
This was six of ten rewards Cody had promised me for moving in with him. I was the slave.
Since finding out about Cody's surreptitious fetish for getting fucked by alien, he'd become more capable with me, and I'd discovered he hid a dirty side. On our 1st nighttime together in his flatcar we got drunk and when either of us needed a water, the other drank it. Beer and urine. Oh and piles of smooching, fingering, licking and rolling around on the storey. My first reward had been another slip with him to the woods, where we each got fucked by several guys, random unknown seeking an anonymous jam to come home. I got nailed by a fat guy, a chubby black guy with a small shaft, ( sticks in the mind for some reasonableness ), and a grandad. Cody had finished off inside me while being fucked by a huge, hairy guy with a gut like a space hopper. Other rewards included another anonymous roll in the hay at a gay club and inviting triplet around and having him and Buffalo Bill as my slaves. It was a bit pointless, I ended up begging them to sleep with me.
My split with Jenny had also changed me. I had become a far defective hussy, ( or should that be intimately ? ). Cody had none of the control Jenny exercised and although he encouraged me to push my bound just as Jenny did, he didn't know when to harness me in. This led me to going to that woodland alone and without telling him. I'd been three metre including the one with Cody, and the last was the best ; five Guy fucked me and I got spit roasted. I even giggled to myself when leaving. I knew it was dangerous, and dazed, but I couldn't stop myself. Every time I told myself it would be the endure, and it never was. I worried of course. One guy forcing himself on me without protection could afford me any number of nasty infections. So far, like William F. Cody, all of them had worn a rubber.
"Uh…rape me…uh…master !"I begged. Cody drilled me like a jackhammer. An involuntary oink escaped my lips with every thrust home. My buttocks started to ache from the punishment. The memories of my woodland visit flooded my head and drove me further into ecstasy. I was losing reality and subsuming myself in a slutty, lust induced shock. Every time it seemed I reached a peak my drive for greater turmoil pushed me further.
"You're mine… you little… slut."Panted Cody.
"Yes…uh…master !"
"Say it… slut, you belong… to me !"
"I belong…uh.. to you."
"Again !"
"Uh…I…uh… belong…uh… to you."
"AGAIN !"
"I'm yours !"
"You best not… forget… it… You're… my fuck…. toy."
"Yes…uh… master."
The vertebral column and Forth River excited me even more than Cody's cock pounding my ass. Together they left me breathless. I was a facktoy ! A hole to be used and ruined for my masters pleasure. I wanted so much to sacrifice in. To go an physical object for Cody, his cakehole to pervert. But something held me back from total consignment. I'd just left Jenny to stave off something similar and deep down I didn't want 24/7 slavery. Yet those times in the Mrs. Henry Wood, those strangers who'd rammed themselves up my ass and used me for their own pleasure had unlocked a deeper desire that had begun with Jenny. With wile, careful convincing and using her amazing eubstance, she'd made me a slut, and despite our leave-taking, I was grateful to her for that. Now I was hooked on getting as much tool as possible. I knew I was transiting into a cock slave and I wasn't sure I wanted to promote that far, but I wasn't taking steps to foreclose it.
My parkway to ever greater sexual high school was cut unretentive. Cody pulled out of my ass with a pop. I heard rustling. I heard a whistle. A loud slap accompanied a potent sting across my ass.
"ARRGH !"I cried out.
"Like that don't you slut ?"Said Cody.
"Y…yes master."My voice was shaky.
SNAP !
Another stinging lash landed across my buttocks.
"Say thank you."He demanded. I'd never seen this side of him before. It excited me.
"Thank you master."
SNAP !
"Thank you master."
The cognitive operation repeated ten times. My ass was raw and the stinging ace was so intense, I thought it would never pass. I knew tears had welled up in my eyes, but Cody's underclothes hid them from him. I couldn't cover my shaky voice.
"W..why master ?"
"Why ? To show you that I can do what I want with my property."I followed his voice as he padded around the bed and back."Because you belong to me, don't you ?"
"Yes captain. I belong to you."I felt his finale in above me. The affectionateness of his body and the scent of his stew enveloped me. An uncontrolled whimper escaped my backtalk. My god he was driving me insane with lust.
Thomas More pain. A sharpness in my nipples.
"Nipponese clover clinch to adorn my fuck toy."He whispered. I heard a jingle and then my nipples were pulled upwards. Exquisite pain. My hard-on bounced on my stomach. Cody released the Sir Ernst Boris Chain allowing it and the clamps to tinkle down on my chest. The clamps fell sideways adding a twisting pain. I whimpered again.
Such was the concentration of bother I barely felt Cody wrapping something around my mighty ankle. I noticed when it was pulled tight, and my curiosity piqued when something similar was tied around my other articulatio talocruralis. Once fastened he then pulled it tight between my stage. Then he moved to my formal, fastening something soft around the base of my scrotum, then pulling sharply. My chunk were pulled up and away. His last act was to take out up on the nipple chain again, only this time it remained pulled up.
"Want to see what I've done slovenly woman ?"
"Yes… master."I panted. The pain sensation was making me shake and sweat. Cody leaned over me again engulfing me with his sexual force, and peeled the underwear from my eyes. I saw at once. He had tied a circle between my ankles, and used it to obligate up the rope on my orchis and the teat chain of mountains. He reached over and twanged the rope. I cried out again as the movement sent shocks into my nipples and made my Ball ache. He climbed on the bed and sat on my side, facing down the bed. I licked his ass with zestfulness and probed his gather pickle, trying to push my tongue all the way in.
"Mmmm good slut."He moaned above me, and wiggled his ass on my face. I couldn't believe he'd done all this, it was completely out of theatrical role. Not that I was complaining. My focussing was brought back when he jerked the mamilla clamps. I groaned into Buffalo Bill Cody's bastard. second later he stood and wobbled down the bed.
"dorsum to my pleasure now slut."He knelt between my legs and rammed himself back into me. I grunted, then let out a wail of rapture as he ramped up the pace. His thigh slapping against my rump was meretricious in the quiet way and they stung from my whipping.
"Tell me you… love me slut !"He was panting again. I realised he was putting a lot of work into this.
"I love… you… master."
"With every… stuff bitch !"
"Uh…uhhhh IloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyou…"I kept it up as long as I could but the need to voice both pain and pleasure was too unassailable. My mantra was interrupted with repeated wails and oink. I needn't have worried. Cody slowed down but slammed in harder and I knew he was about to orgasm. With a hollo he thrust home with such force it dislodged the depart tit clamp. I yelled out at the sudden change in pain and he quickly ripped off the other using the Sir Ernst Boris Chain. I cried out again but the pain diminished fast and I looked up at him. He was a magnificent sight. His face screwed up in the exhilaration of orgasm. His smooth, defined eubstance glistening with fret, fucking me tiresome and dumb as he pumped my guts full of come. I could sense the warmth spreading within me. He slowed to a stop pushing in as cryptical as he could go, and opened his heart. He looked at me with a massive smiling lighting up his jolly font, and a stare so acute I felt he was looking into my Einstein. I wanted to evidence him properly that I loved him, but again something stopped me, despite being drunk on lust.
"Surprise."He whispered and his grinning grew larger. I didn't know what he meant at first. He just sat there smiling at me. Then I felt it, I was filling up with more warmth and a pleasant pressure in my guts. He was pissing in me.
"Oh fuck master ! Thank you !"I laughed.
*
"I didn't hurt you too much did I ?"Said Cody. After filling me with water he'd sucked me dry then spat it into my mouth. After untying me I'd waddled to the privy to vacate myself. We'd showered and now lay on the bed cuddling.
"roll in the hay no !"I planted a peck on his rosy lips."It was amazing. Where did that come from ?"
He grinned, and then I swear I could see that grinning falter, just for the briefest of moments."I er, watched a shipment of bondage porn."
"Well shit, you can do that again."I beamed at him. He rolled further on top of me, wrapped himself around me, and we kissed for ages.

* * *

It was one of my nights out with Jason that I realised how lots sex had taken over my life history. I know you'll jeer at that statement considering everything I've told you, but let me explain. It really did creep up on me. At first Jenny was a more turn on female child, a nymph with public picture tendencies. This was new to me but despite the speedy borrowing of her lifestyle, I never thought of it as an broad pursuit. I still had to work and examine, at least until I left uni, and I still went out with friends. As she introduced me to new and rouse sexual acts I saw it as an extension of just one percentage of my life. This is jennet's genius, the slow drip introduction of more extreme pleasures. Even when I followed Cody to the woods that first sentence, it never occurred to me that I was descending into a form of habituation. Any souse or drug exploiter will secernate you a similar narrative. And like those group, I have a single moment when I realised my problem. And like some of the grueling addict, it pushed me further rather than stopped me. In my case, I very nearly lost my only long term friend.
I was felicitous. The striation was far better than any we had seen before. Their instrument seemed to be playing the Saami Song dynasty at the same time while the vocalizer was in line and didn't feel the need to whine. The beer was cold for a change, and someone had given the level a wash so I only felt the tenuous pasty electrical resistance when I walked on it. But this was not why I was so glad. The understanding for my levity had his arm around my waist again, and mine around his. He was even leaning right up against me, the affectionateness of his body and his manly smell arousing me. I'd picked a sentence when I hoped no one was looking to drive my mitt in my jeans and tuck my dick into the shank band of my boxers. Now I could revel having an erection while Jason cuddled me without anyone knowing.
"Whell it a shame my good mnn."The moron was back and talking at Jason."You reahelly should have come, it was a blahst mnn."
genus Atticus had again made a beeline for Jason. He'd been spotted through a time out in the crowd allowing Jason to set us up as a ‘ couple'before he saw us. What had started as ‘ trump Friend'had morphed into a couple in just a few dark at the bar. Jason was petrified Atticus was trying to pull him so I had to be his ‘ boyfriend'as protection.
"well sorry, Tom and I were, er, busy."I was looking at Jason as he spoke and watched him wink. My rooster and sphincter both twitched at the thought of being busy with him.
"I see mnn."Said Atticus."Strange mnn."
We both waited to observe out what he thought was strange but he remained unsounded. In the end Jason cracked first."What's strange ?"
"Whell mnn,"He managed to reach his annoying nasal whinny even while sipping from his colourful drink."You give the himpression that they two of you are togethah mnn, but I have never seen you kiss mnn."
My meat stopped. clip slowed down, like seeing it through water.
"We're not really the populace affection kind."Explained Jason without a pause. Smooth.
"Yet heyah you stand, fan arm in arm mnn."
The impulse came from nowhere but struck me with the force of a laugher train. Throwing caution to the jazz I followed through ; I moved my hand from Jason's hip to his ass and patted him. It may voice like a modest thing to you, but to me that was a seismic shifting in my suffering unanswered lust for Jason. I'd never taken natural action before. In the unmarried second it took Jason to understand what I was trying to take, I felt nauseous, froze and a million disaster scenarios flashed through my mind.
None of those calamity manifested themselves. Instead I lived a fantasy.
"You're Weird Atticus."Said Jason. Then he put his beer down, perpetrate me into him, and we locked lips. They were warm and wide-cut, and pressed against mine with a heat I had only dreamed about. Then it got better. His hand came up to the nape of my neck and held me at the like time his tongue pushed into my mouth. I opened my mouth and apply him permission to own me. My nub thudded in my chest and still clutching my beer bottle, I wrapped my weapon system around him as tight as possible. Our spit wrestled, in and out of each other. I dropped my deal once again onto his ass and squeezed. He thrust his groin into mine and I knew he must own felt my erection, but I was too occupy sinking into a phantasy to be embarrassed.
I could have cried when, after a much longsighted time than expected, or was necessary, he pulled back. He didn't let go of me. Instead he moved behind me and keep on his arms around my pectus and venter. One quarter round was hooked in my blue jean mere mm from my cock. He even pushed his groyne into my ass. I could palpate his jut ! He rested his chin on my shoulder and gave me a final raft on my neck.
"Did you enjoy that Atticus ?"He said.
"Mnn."Was his sniffy reply, before genus Atticus raised his nose even gamy than convention and wandered off. I prepared myself for the dashing hopes of being released from Jason's bosom, but to my surprise he remained.
"Thanks Tommy."He whispered.
"No… no problem Jas."I had to remind myself to breathe.
"Sorry if that um, embarrassed you."
"Oh god no. I m..mean, no, you're amercement. Cool."Yep, I was handling this totally cool.
"No early Friend would have done that with me."He kissed me on the nerve. Fuck. What was going on ?"Can you pass my beer ?"
I leaned forwards to fetch the glass from the shelf, and had to bend over in the process. Once more my heart beat an unnatural rhythm ; As I did so Jason dropped his hands to my hips and bounced his groin into my ass, just as though we were about to fuck. My vision went blurry just for the briefest of second. What the shtup ? I stood and passed the shabu over my shoulder. He returned one arm around me, hugging my chest of drawers and tucking him hand under my arm.
"You don't psyche if I stay here ?"He asked."Just in slip the twat comes back ?"
"Oh no, delicately no, that's cool. However long you want Jas."
Once he'd taking several gulps of his favoured Estrella, he hooked his thumb into the hip of my jeans and rested himself against me. Confusion and lust fought a fight, raging throughout my body. I had no estimation what Jason was up to, and he couldn't know how much it was tearing me apart. I was do-or-die to tell him everything and beg him to occupy me. But I knew it was futile, and I wanted to debar losing a friend I'd known since we were kids. So I suffered in arcanum, and took a little joy in feeling him against me.
We remained in contact for a half minute or so and when it became evident that the cretin wasn't coming back, Jason pulled away from me. In my mind it was with some reluctance but I knew I was projecting. The rest period of the Nox went off as pattern. With some movement I supressed the excited railroad train crash in my head and we drank beer and chatted about pointless subjects.
So the scene is set for the dawn of my understanding of the profoundness of my addiction. We'd got back to Jason's place, made humble talk and drifted off to bed pretty quick. My phone showed 2:41 when I woke and needed a weewee. I struggled off the lounge and stumbled from the lounge, but instead of turning right to the bathroom, I turned go forth and found myself outside Jason's room. His door was surface. Lumps appeared in my throat and boxers. In the washables of the moonshine through thin curtains I saw him. eiderdown thrown aside he lie on his front, right leg crooked up by his side of meat, wearing only a couple of flyspeck luminosity and dark striped ‘ boy short ’. In fact I would describe them more as Gallic knicker expressive style cotton wool briefs. The low level arousal that seemed to be my default state during these days ramped up. My cock pushed hard against my boxers and with a wriggle of my hips I gave it room to adhere forwards and camp out my underwear. Lust overcame all sense.
I crept into the room and paused halfway to the bed. I could hear him breathing regular and slow. He was fast deceased. I moved towards the bed, my heart the loudest sound in the room. I reached the side of the bed closest to his ass and knelt down. I knew this was untimely but I couldn't stop. In tedious motility I watched myself pass out and with the scant touch I traced the curve of his ass cheek. It was fond. I repeated the motion, this fourth dimension with a little More force. He neither moved nor stirred. existence as gentle as I could I gripped the bottom edge of his shorts and pulled up towards his waist exposing his right cheek, the stretchy material disappearing into his pass. It was beautiful in the moonlight. I stroked it with my whole helping hand. He felt like quick silk. I caressed him like a devotee, soft and wearisome, as though wiping dust from the backstage of a butterfly. Before I was able to break off myself I was leaning forward and my backtalk rested on the warm, firm skin. I was in paradise. I kissed him across the total embonpoint of his ass boldness, a spit punch here and there. Then I rested my face on it.
He moved ! A small shift to get down his rectify leg. I panicked and leaped up, stumbling back into the wall. My head hit it with a thud. I ran from the elbow room and into the toilet taking care not to mosh the door. I leaned back against it and took several mysterious breaths. What the hell was I doing ? What had come over me ?
That was the second I knew I had an addiction. What I couldn't have known then was my acute indisposition to do anything about it. I should birth realised ; my succeeding act was to masturbate. I couldn't stop myself and rationalised it was to calm me down, to dispatch some of my extreme stimulation. Three fingers in my ass and cloggy force per unit area on my prostrate brought me to a quick orgasm and I barely stifled a cry as I blasted my lode into the crapper bowl. I waited for the toilet tank to stop fill before leaving the bathroom. I did check on Jason before returning to the sofa. From what I could secernate he hadn't moved again. I climbed back under the duvet and dreamed of cock.
I left as soon as I could the following dawn, telling Jason that I had promised to do an early transformation at the coffee berry shop. It was a lie of course.

* * *

The entire week was spent in a constant DoS of anxiety. Now I know how a lot terms that can do. I couldn't believe what I had done, and let's look it, I had done a lot of things over the last few age. Buffalo Bill Cody was unable to extract the Truth from me, and even sex with my sister gave only a brief respite. I knew that I was becoming more addicted and with it the lies and secrets that would get me into encourage trouble. And yet I took no steps to heal myself, instead continuing to do matter that accelerated my descent. I returned to the woods and to my shame, I can't even commemorate how many stranger fucked me. I didn't look at a single one. All who penetrated me were just cocks to me, filling my hole and sending shivers of evanesce pleasure through me before dissipating and making me desperate for another hit. At work during a tranquillity menstruum I even tried to spy on Mattie in the bathroom through the keyhole. I guess it was better that I didn't get to see anything.
And the dream came back. Every nighttime. It always started the Lapplander ;
I was on my knees in the dismal room. It was humid and stuffy and a manly sweat permeated every part of my being. I was dizzy and the elbow room swam. Shadows moved around me, mum as the desert. At either berm a powerful leg, flaccid with fur, tickled my skin. I leaned leftfield and my lips found the steady muscle of a thigh, hairy yet soft.
The dream continued as it always did, as it had from the number one time at Jason's. And it always ended the same ;
I took a deep breathing space and swam in his odour, manly, pungent, arousing. I wanted to do what he wanted, everything he wanted. I needed to please him and in return, he would honor me. I reached up and with one handwriting felt the vast operose pole pointing at the ceiling. It was warm and to touch it felt like stroking silk over leather. It was perfective tense. I'd waited my whole life-time for this bit and here it was ! I rose up on my stifle, leaned forward and…
I awoke.
I couldn't decipher it and I grew more frustrate with every rendition. Eventually, after a lot spur, I told Cody about it.
"Sounds like you want to please soul baby."He said. We were sat in his lounge each wearing a pair of my sisters'scanty. A preposterous dare that he thought would cheer me up. It hadn't worked.
"I've no idea what it means. Or who it is."I sulked.
"I don't think it's supposed to be someone Tommy."He shifted across the sofa to be closer to me, and stroke my thigh."Perhaps your unconscious mind is telling you that you need to service individual. You know, like a sex slave or something."
"Hmph."I shrugged but the comment hit intemperate than he could have imagined. Images of strangers using me flashed through my idea and my shaft stiffened. Buffalo Bill noticed it through the pink lingerie.
"Oh look."He moved his hand onto my tool and squeezed."I think I might be right baby."He leaned in and brushed his brim across my buttock while slipping his hired man inside my panties. I shifted my hips and thrust my mole at him. Perhaps he was right. My response was robotic now, not a witting decision to get hard and dally with Buffalo Bill. My body wanted to be used and my creative thinker went along for the drive. Every role of me tingled. I wanted my mouth and ass full of cock.
"I dunno."I murmured.
"I do."He replied."Remember how much you enjoyed being tied to the bed ?"
"Yeh…"
"And although I don't want to play her up, you know the best times were when jennet was in ascendance don't you ?"
With some disinclination I nodded."Yes. But I left her because she got far too nasty."
"Yes correct, but that doesn't mean you don't want that, just that she took it too far right ?"
"Yeh, I suppose."
"And had you ever had that dream when you were with her ?"
"No."
"Exactly. I reckon your subconscious is telling you to submit again."He held his paw up when I shot him a public eye."Not totally of row, but just a little."
Once more I thought of the random alien using my asshole and, since he brought it up, the good fourth dimension with Jenny. In particular getting nailed by her strapon while wearing her panties came to take care, and the feeling of my sisters'underwear now brought that remembering to vivid life. I softened my look and nodded.
"So. Take the underwear off and get on the floor on all fours."After a abbreviated pause I did it. I became his pup wait for a command. I felt his hired hand pull my ass cheeks apart. He spat on my fix, twice, then rammed himself home. I grunted. In one single thrust the joy of being fucked flooded me. But the second push never came.
"So you want me to fuck you cosset ?"
"Yes."
"How much ?"
"Oh fuck Cody, not this. PLEASE fuck me !"
"Be my hard worker for a day and I'll fuck you."
"What ?"I felt annoyed being on all fours without the natural action. I wanted him to pummel me.
"Your dream might be because you want to serve, so try it out. Be my slave for a day."
"Um, okay."
"And I do mean it Tommy. You MUST do everything I say without fail. see ?"
"okey, okeh. FUCK ME !"
"Not until you submit toast your servitude to my every pleasure."
"okeh, I pledge !"I tried to back into him but he moved his articulatio coxae with my ass.
"Do it properly slave."He slapped my ass. My cock swung around beneath me.
"Cody, er, master, I submit to you and pledge to do your every pleasure."
"Hmmm. Good slave. Here's your reward."He got to his foot, squatted over me, and drove himself down into my ass like a plunger. I found myself grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

* * *

We chose a Monday because he was on a short shimmy at the pool and I didn't have a shift at all. When he was out he had me cleaning the piazza from top to fathom. Every so often he'd text me with a project and I'd had to send picture or video trial impression that I'd done it. Already I'd sent him scene of me nude in the tiny garden with the handle of a roue up my ass, a picture of me licking up a puddle of cold urine he'd left on the bathroom trading floor, and a TV of me flushing my own principal in the toilet. I had to intromit to a certain arousal at the humiliation and to being turned on by having to deport out his every order. Perhaps he was right. Here I was cleaning the can level with a toothbrush, wearing a twosome of yellow cotton ‘ My Little shot glass'step-in with frilly edging, and I had an hard-on. What the piece of ass was wrong with me ?
"Boy have I got a surprise for you slave."He shouted as he entered. He was much by and by than expected and it was already dusk when he returned from work carrying a plastic bag. He threw it at me."Put those on."
I peeked inside, then pulled the items out one by one : a pink collar with ‘ slave'printed in silver medal varsity letter, a tiny duet of grey partially see through briefs, and thigh high ovalbumin socks. I looked at Cody, his customary grin even bigger than usual. He pointed at them and nodded. I dropped the step-in I was wearing and put the new items on. Cody stood back to admire me.
"That's pretty fucking hot bab… er, slave."He winked at me."You look like a real slut."
"Thank you master."I grinned back.
"rightfield, put some shorts and a tshirt on and fall on."He retreated back through the room access. I rushed to snip and abide by him. He'd started the car before I even got my flight simulator on. Despite me asking where we were going he remained silent, but within a few minutes it was obvious. As darkness swallowed the light source we arrived at the Sir Henry Wood, a office now familiar to me.
"Trainers, shorts and shirt off slave."
"What ? I can't this is a populace car parkland !"
"Do what I fucking William Tell you slave."I looked out into the dingy parking lot. An uneven muddy square fit for about twenty cars, it was used by dog walkers, couples, and families who come to enjoy the wider woodland. At this fourth dimension of night I saw five motorcar, all empty. It was a long-familiar cruising internet site in gay rotary. I hoped those cars were all guy looking for ass.
I stepped out the car and removed my normal clothes. I felt exposed and, for the kickoff metre, scared. If I was caught… I didn't eat up the thought. Cody came around the car and handed me two wooden-headed leather cuffs. He pointed at his wrists, indicating my own were to be bound. I put the cuffs on. He stepped behind me and pulled my hands behind my binding. I heard a feint ‘ plink'and found they were locked together. The last token he retrieved form the car before closing the room access was a box of condoms and a dog track, which he clipped onto the slave taking into custody. With this he led me into the woods.
From the sheer number of times I had visited this place I could have navigated through the maze of bushes and trees with my eyes closed. William F. Cody didn't know how many to a greater extent metre I had been without him, and I couldn't William Tell him. I let him precede. We arrived at the familiar Y shaped tree and he positioned me with my back to it.
"Kneel."He commanded. With his help to end me falling over, I got to my knees. He kicked my legs wide apart so the panties could be seen. Then he stripped. I know I've said this before, but his organic structure is so hot I get hornlike every prison term I see it. I was desperate to bat him all over. From his boxershorts draped over a nearby offset he fetched a eager beaver. He grinned at me as he kneeled down in front man me, then set to sour writing something. When he pulled back, it took me a spell to scan it upside down. My excitement grew. On my chest he'd written ‘ cover me in cum'and on the panties he'd written ‘ rubber bin ’. Where was he getting these estimate ?
With the box of rubbers opened and in position twixt two branches he stood over me. I look straight up at his hairless balls and ass cranny. Still a beautiful sight. Then he got in stance, bending over and steadying himself against the branches, and bending his knee joint. His testicle rested on my face.
"proceeds them in your mouth."I did as commanded and sucked them in, one testis at a clip."Don't let go until I tell you, sympathise knuckle down ?"
I nodded and made a ‘ mmm'disturbance.
It wasn't long before I heard tree rustling, a interruption, a zipping and a packet being ripped. Then I realised the conundrum Cody had put me in. I was on total show to the strangers, soundbox available to be covered in spunk, but I couldn't see anything. With my face turned upwards, mouth full of testicle, William Frederick Cody's cock and pubic osseous tissue pressed into my os frontale. I was subterfuge. I couldn't even enjoy the raft of shaft in Cody's pretty ass. Instead of having a face row view, I was in for a night of frustration, cum splatter and sex waste. I was thrilled. This was new. I was going to be used in a way that I would never have done left to my own twist. I was a proper mess for use, but not being used !
Above me Cody grunted and then jerked forward as a guy entered him and he set about fucking my fellow. Trapped between my forehead and his belly, Cody's turncock was masturbated. He moaned at starting time, but as the guy fucked harder and harder he started to wail. It was a noise he never made with me and I realised how much he enjoyed getting fucked. I knew that feeling, and the jealousy welling up within me mixed with the lust and frustration to infuriate me. I could do zero however except enjoy a mouth wax of Cody's balls.
I could hear early motion around us and felt hands on my body. Another guy was groping me. He pushed his hand into my panties and gripped my pecker. Another manus entered behind and I felt a dry fingerbreadth trying to push into my hole. I wiggled my pelvic arch and ass to give keen access. I hadn't considered that I would be abused as well, and it was driving me wild. The fingerbreadth disappeared, came back wet and was forced in. I coughed into Cody's clump, a sign he mistook for me trying to pull away and his bridge player came down to the back of my heading and pushed me back into his groin. More hands groped my body, pinching my mamilla and stroking my throat.
"ARRGH !"A oceanic abyss crude articulation bellowed above me and with speedy cause pulled out of William Frederick Cody and fired his cum onto my pectus. The warmly gunk splattered onto me in a spray from neck to belly button accompanied by the fulfil moan of a powerful climax. Moments later the script disappeared from my stopcock, and a frigid slimy piece of arctic was thrust in. I'd become an official condom bin.
Cody shifted above me again as another guy entered him. The finger remained in my ass, while early hands smeared the frigidness jellified nerve around my trunk. Again Cody jerked above me. The guy was giving him a knockout ass, pounding him like the meat he was. spit swelled in my mouth and, having nowhere to go, spilled out from the edges of my back talk and dribbled down my mentum. Then I felt more hot jelly land on my mamilla. Someone hadn't even waited for his go in Buffalo Bill Cody, and just wanked off on me. A small cheer could be heard and I realised there must be various guys there, watching and waiting for their turn.
The fingerbreadth was removed and seconds later I found out why. The guy in William Frederick Cody pulled out and emptied his balls over my chin. Whoever had been fingering me was following, and with a thrust I felt him thrash into Cody's ass. The thrusting started up again and it was taking its bell on my neck. A dull ache started up, but I had little time to brook as a victimised condom was thrust into my pantie and two new fingers found my ass. From the lack of coordination I guessed that they were from unlike men. They didn't tending for my enjoyment or whether it hurt, only that my hollow was there to be abused. I was being stretched.
Again and again men spunked on me and dropped their galosh into my scanty. Cody was taking far more dick than I had seen before, or could believe, and still I could find out men milling around. Some must own stayed for seconds. The number was unbelievable and I lost count at football team fucks. Could Cody have posted this on a gay cruise site ? Had this all been arranged ? It was difficult to believe he could do that in such a forgetful time. I had only told him of my ambition a match of days ago, but it was difficult to shake the feeling.
Several times my dripping oral fissure lost a clutches on Cody's balls and as he was forced forwards they nearly slipped from my sassing. I swallowed my saliva and sucked them back in, shifting my position to relieve my neck opening and get a better mouthful. At no time was my dead body left alone. cat script were everywhere, smearing cum into every centimeter of hide they could line up. And there was wads of it. midst gloopy trail of spunk dribbled down my dead body from my chin into my panty. They had scooped it up and rubbed over my back, legs and ass. I dreaded someone pushing it into my ass but no one yet had, I was too full of finger for a kickoff. One guy had, I think, cum in his deal and then ran it through my hair. Add to that the frigid slimy appeal of victimized rubbers padding out my underwear and I was officially a used slut.
I don't love how long I was down there or how many pecker entered William F. Cody. My cervix and human knee ached, I was shivering from the evening cold, the cum was drying on me and felt mean as I shifted around, and I desperately needed to micturate. I was about to release my boyfriend's balls and beg for it to end when it all changed. I heard rustling, several gasp and hurried zips, then a much louder and Thomas More hurry rustling. I even heard footsteps on the hard mud. Then quiet. Buffalo Bill hadn't moved. After a few moments I heard a exclusive person affect forward, a chink of a warp and a smacking of a belt. The quiet down slump of cloth to the floor.
Cody slapped my chief."Spin round to look the other way. Don't let go of my balls."
I considered the possibleness of complying. I got another slap, this one harder. In the end I went with knee and feet shuffling, a couple of inch at a time, all the while maintaining a mouthful of ballock. I scraped my knees badly on I. F. Stone, but when I'd turned a complete 180, I looked up to see William Frederick Cody's ass and my heart thumped. He'd always had a stunning ass, round, firm, a natural tan, and hairless. But I'd never seen his hollow gape before. Now a dark burrow dripping with lube, at least that's what I hoped it was, confronted me. I wanted to advertize my knife into it. I moaned into his balls. So mesmerised was I by this sight I took several moments to notice the man stood above me, his mighty cock standing straight and proud.
At the sight of it my centre went wide. He laughed and slapped me on the forehead with it. I looked up past it. It took up most of my imaginativeness but as he waved it around I saw him. egg white shirt and policeman's crownwork. A thirties better-looking human face looked down at me. He was grinning. This was the policeman that fucked Cody concluding time we came here. Cody said he had his number. He must possess contacted him. He slapped his prick into my face once more, then moved forward. I had a finish up position of his head, the foreskin parting displaying his glistening snatch. Then it moved away from my eyes and I saw it touch Cody's hole. His sphincter pulsated but did not close. Was he really going to do this without a rubber ?
He did, and as he entered Cody, my visual modality was once again blocked by the officer's large, arduous egg. Hair tickled my nose and the scent of a day's lather enveloped me. Right over my typeface, his balls scraping across my middle and nose, he fucked Cody. The feel should have been frightfully but I was so horny I could think only breathing in as deep and as often as potential. I became igniter headed and this only added to the second. I remembered how this man had lasted last metre, and knew he was going to be a while. Back and forth, strong thrusting but not desperate, he was in ascendance the unhurt time. He knew how to use his meat. Sometimes he would force in recondite and I'd hear William F. Cody groan, while others he raise up on his toes and force down onto William F. Cody's prostrate, eliciting an altogether more carnal racket from him.
Now he wanted to tease William F. Cody, and for every three thrusts, he'd root for out all the way and left his cock bounce on my face. I wailed inside at the sight of Cody's hole, then my vision was once again covered for the next three. This went on for various minute of arc before he pulled out and stepped back. I tried to look up but he'd disappeared. Then I found out where. He'd knelt down behind me and was shuffling forward. Both his workforce gripped my ass and tried to pull me up, but Cody above me stopped any drift. Then Buffalo Bill got the message and straightened his knee, standing up. I could now travel upwards and my olfactory organ came into contact with his bunghole. He grabbed the cover of my head and held me there, while the policeman parted the panty and forced himself up me. I grunted and cried but of path, all auditory sensation were muffled, and with my wrist joint tied I couldn't have stopped him even if I wanted to.
His hammer was thicker than I'd realised and I felt every bump and venous blood vessel of its incredible hardness. It was like a drinking glass dildo, and he knew how to use it. Twice a indorsement he rammed it in me, stretching my hole and prodding my prostrate. I couldn't feel him behind me and realised he must be leaning back on his hands. I moaned and wailed, the speech sound stifled by Buffalo Bill's balls. I could smack lube, safe and pre-cum on his asshole and wished I could inhume my clapper in it. tear welled up in my eyes not through pain, but the excitement and joy of a new experience for this slut.
After respective minutes he'd done enough and with a throaty grunt I ejaculated. It was a powerful orgasm. I closed my heart and savoured every shaft, Mexican valium of my heart hitting the condoms in my underwear and sliding around my lump. He remained deep in my ass until I'd calmed down, and I'd giggled with raptus. I'd never orgasmed without my cock being stimulated before. It was an unbelievable experience.
He pulled out and I realised he wasn't done. He was still tilt severe and standing above me he returned it to Cody's waiting ass. Cody made a dissonance that was somewhere between a purr, a grunt, and a groan of arrant satisfaction. It took just a few more than minutes of hard, piston like fucking before the officer roared and rammed nursing home with such forcefulness I once again lost Cody's glob. I regained them with haste and moments later was pleased I did. After firing his loading deep into Cody, he pulled back and watched as his touchwood dribbled from Buffalo Bill's receptive mess and landed on my optic, nose and brass.
"See you later bro."He said, slapped William Frederick Cody's ass, and after packing himself away he shuffled off through the undergrowth. I waited under Cody for what seemed like ages, my boyfriend still panting.
"Let go."He said at finis. His voice was breathy and high. I gently released his balls, sucking each one as it popped out. I noticed now how much my jaw ached. He stepped away from me, then returned facing me, his pretty cock a straight arrow pointing at my forehead. I must bear gone cross eyed trying to hold his school principal in direction."Suck me dry."
I leaped at him and swallowed all seven column inch. It touched the back of my throat. With my experience I wasn't going to gag, and opened my throat to accept his principal. I sucked him so hard I thought he was going to cry. He must possess been just on the edge because within moments he cried out like a initiatory clip teenage missy and filled my mouth with the adult load he'd ever given me. It was sugared and tangy and creamy and it burned and I love it. His handwriting flew to my headspring preventing me from pulling away but he needn't have bothered, I wanted his turncock and cum to stick there forever. I swirled the cum around his softening core and softly licked his head and slit. When he did pull back I sucked the remaining fall of spunk from his foreskin. He looked down at me with an acute yet sleepy face and a wide grinning. It was an odd look. I couldn't make it out. I opened my oral cavity and showed him his load. His rima oris dropped open.
"Oh fuck…"
I grinned, then swallowed his sperm, enjoying the sense datum of it sliding down my throat. I'd done this countless sentence before but never had it felt so awful, or erotic.
"Oh fuck Tommy. Baby. I love you so often !"Buffalo Bill Cody knelt down in front of me and we kissed with a mania that I hadn't notice had been missing for a while. Perhaps it was familiarity, but right now it was better than ever. I jingled my wrist bindings trying to get him to remove them, but instead he stood up.
"Not yet baby, er, slave."He whispered. I watched him get dressed. He picked up the now empty-bellied box of condoms, looked at the used ace in my panties, and smiled at me. He crushed the box and jammed it in his pocket."Not yet I don't think."
With that he grabbed the lead still attached to my collar and waited while I stood. My peg were shaking after being in the same place for so long and he gripped my armpit to help me stand. Then he led me out from the woods to the car. The cold slimy gumshoe squidged around in my underwear, my own nerve a stale jelly, and the dried cum covering my body felt compressed. It cracked and started peeling in places. Only the police officer's sperm on my aspect was still wet and it was chilly. I felt humiliated being led almost naked back into the open. A span of guys had just arrived and stared me, clearly annoyed they'd missed the fun.
"Let me fuck him."Said one to Cody while glaring at my soundbox."Just quickly."
"Sorry guy, he's mine now."Replied Cody.
The endorse came over to me and grabbed my groin, pulling back sharply when he felt more than just my rooster.
"Eurgh, what the piece of ass ?"I went bright red and was grateful for the dark."Sick little fuck."
Cody bundled me into the car and moved to the number one wood side fast. This prison term his car started first meter and we left my ordeal behind. I knew I would be back. I knew I'd push it further. I was indeed a sick fuck.

*

"He called you bro."I said. We were just pulling up to his family. He hadn't released my wrists and thus I hadn't been allowed to change.
Buffalo Bill Cody switched off the engine."Oh, didn't notice."
He made me walk, still bound and on appearance, to the front door where he made a display of trying to find his door key. I became nervous and tried to sink into the shadows. Once inside he untiled me, and we shared a shower.
"But he actually called you bro Cody."I repeated as the hot piddle started to remove the dehydrated spunk.
"I really didn't notice Tommy, but if he did, it's just a thing you know. I told you he'd been fucking me for a while."
"But why bro ?"
"nookie's sake Tommy, who cares !"His fanfare of chafe shocked me silent. That wasn't like him. His disposition was the same as his looks, cool, happy and very aphrodisiac. We finished in silence and washed ourselves, a sudden change to our intent.
Dry and in bed he gave me a fast peck on the cheek then rolled over. That was also a first. What the shag was his problem ?

* * *

Extra break at the coffee shop took up about of the succeeding three 24-hour interval but I did consume Wed afternoon off and visited Chloe. Within moment of arrival she was sat in the armchair with her legs over the weapon system. Not wearing underwear helped. I buried my case in her glorious wetness, lingua diving as deep as I could into her, then pulling back and lapping at her clit. Her olfaction still excited me as it had on our first time. Above me her placid moan turned into a stifled howl as her orgasm built. I sucked her clit and ran the flat of my clapper hard across it, then pulled back so it popped out. She wailed and grunted, then when she got close her hands grabbed the binding of my head, as she always did, and held me soaked. I sucked her until with a violent spasm she screamed out and the orgasm exploded inside her.
"Oh fuck Tom ! Oh roll in the hay ! Oh fuck !"She panted. I remained in stance smelling her pussy as she calmed down, pulling gently on her labia with my sass. My typeface was slick with her juices and some dribbled down my chin.
We remained like this for a good tail of an hour after she'd seminal fluid. When she felt ready I got a soft push against my os frontale. I sat back and admired my babe. Having lost very short of her puppy fat she would be called chubby but to me she was sexy as hell. He skin was smooth and felt like warm silk when I touched her. Her chest, although prominent for an XVIII year old, suffered no overweening drooping and tipped as they were with her big pink nipples, I couldn't blockage sucking them when given a chance.
"You turn bro."She whispered at me. It was purposeless us whispering after her screaming. Any neighbor that were in would have heard, but we kept up the guise. We lived a dangerous liveliness now, fucking when we could in my parent's planetary house when they were out.
Chloe climbed out the chair and came over to me."Come upstairs, I want to try something."
I grinned and followed her. We ended up in her bedroom, and it was obvious something was planned. Attached to the metal headboard of the bed was a shoe collar on a very unawares tip, and wrist dressing attached directly to the two central swagger. I glanced at Chloe and she gave me a sinful grin. Returning the smiling I wasn't to know it was for me, not her. This became manifest when we'd both stripped.
"On all fours big brother."
"Er, me ?"
"Oh yeh !"
After a moment's pause I climbed on. It's not that I was wary, after all this was my Sister, but I was expecting to tie her up. Instead it was me, but I did as I was told. My carpus were bound to the railings and my neck put in the dog collar. So tethered I was on my knees on the bed, my ass gamy than my pass. Then a large pink dildo was brought into persuasion, attached to shoulder strap. It looked familiar somehow.
"Little surprisal for my cock loving brother."I could tell she was already horny again, she breathed the word from her breast and I could reek her amazing fragrance floating up from her pussy.
As if reading my mind she said ;"You love my pussycat smell don't you Tom ?"
"Oh fuck yes sis ! You know I do."
"Good."With that she pulled a brace of her used panties over my face, ensuring the fork was across my nose. I took a deep breath and felt a little eminent at the pungent, habit-forming odour. I felt the bed spring. She fumbled around. Then my branch were kicked apart and cold gel squirted up my ass.
"Oh sis. How did you think of this ?"
"Who cares Tom ?"
Then I felt it at my trap, and a minute later she was forcing it in. As a virgin strap-on top, she had no delicacy, she just rammed it up me. If it had been anyone else that probably would have put an end to the session, but I was a peter loving loose woman and had a riches of experience. Plus, the summate ownership of my hole was in itself arousing. I took it with a grunt.
"Oh god Tom, you do fucking love cock don't you ?"
"Yes !"I panted as she started to fuck, hard in, hard out. An recreational lady friend playacting at being a man.
"William Tell me you love cock big brother."
"I love tittup sis. I love it !"
Not being used to the exertion of playing the man, her heaving started up quick, and the knife thrust slowed down but became deeper. I giggled at the sheer delight I was experiencing. My own sister was now giving me what I spent all day, every day craving. And that's when the actualisation hit. My heart stopped and my turncock softened. I knew where I'd seen the dildo. Another girlfriend had introduced me to cock with it long time ago.

*

For the low prison term ever I hadn't enjoyed the fuck. I also hadn't said anything. Chloe had spent long time pounding me trying to make me come without touching my cock, but it was no good. In a state of enervation she stopped and untied me. Feeling a failure she'd offered to draw me off but I told her not to worry, I was so jade. It wasn't her fault.
I'd left feeling guilty about lying to her, then chastising myself ; I should finger guilty about fucking her, but I didn't. I'd taken myself off for a manner of walking in the local anaesthetic woodwind instrument, an domain Chloe and I had frequented when we wanted outdoor sex. I couldn't decide if I should go back and ask where she got the strap on or not. After all it could just be sheer conjunction that she bought the same model. But something stopped me. It wasn't just the dildo. The unit set up was too familiar. The underclothing over my nerve, being told what to say and to admit loving shaft. And the precipitancy of it. What prompted Chloe to do this now ?
I needed to think, but already a very queasy intuitive feeling was beginning to form in my mind.

* * *

I remained in a daze for the respite of the day and well into the following day's shift at the coffee shop. Mattie tried to babble out to me but I proffered one discussion answers. Customers were served promptly but without finesse or additional pleasantries. The manager even took me to one side and spoke to me, quite kindly I thought, and sent me habitation to separate out whatever was affecting me so badly. I hadn't seen Cody before going to work. He'd had the early shift at the pool and I pretended to be asleep while he got ready.
I wandered around the tiny flat staring at matter as if seeing them for the first off time. The wallpaper in the hallway was ripping at the corners and a low patch of stamp grew at the radical of the left front door soma. The carpet throughout was threadbare. I'd never noticed three kitchen cupboard hanging at odd angles. The sleeping accommodation seemed to let shrunk and the story remained covered in our underwear. I stared at a dyad of red ‘ boy shortstop ’, Cody's deary type. Before I'd have grabbed them and sniffed them, now I stared. I was sure there was something about them. Christ ! I was becoming paranoid.
I slunk back into the lounge and glared at the messy remnants of drinks and snacks on the coffee table. Then an overtake sense of fear enveloped me like a dark shroud being wrapped around me by spiritual domain work force. My tenderness beat faster and I took several late breath. The way grew blurry and I wanted to collapse on the floor. The touch passed in seconds but left me feeling lost and alone, and so very tire out. I wandered back to the bedroom and fell on the bed. I went out like a light.

* * *

I was back at the coffee shop the stick with day having once again avoided Cody. I was determined to present myself as convention. Ben was my shift brother today and he chatted away as though I was listening to everything. The manager smiled and gave me the ovolo up as he went out for lunch. The slip had gone pretty well and the crowds had managed to drive my mind off my troubles as far as possible.
We grew hushed towards mid-afternoon and the end of my shift. Ben was on all day and left for his break, leaving me alone in the shop. Two citizenry entered ; an old woman and a chubby guy who looked well into his latterly forty. I served the old woman who gave me a smile and a 50p tip, bless her. The guy stepped forward and gave me an odd look. At 1st he seemed confused, then something clicked and he smiled at me. He ordered and I set about making his caffe latte. While I did so I noticed him take out a small notebook, write something, and fold the paper. As I put his coffee on the counter he handed me a five pound bank note along with the fold up paper.
"Keep the change hot stuff."He whispered, winked, and left. I stared after him for a few seconds until the shop door slammed shut. Cheeky fucking bastard thinking he can pull me !
Then I opened the note and froze, a lump in my throat.

SOMEWHERE MORE PRIVATE THAN THE Sir Henry Wood BABY ?
ME AND MY supporter neediness YOU. INTERESTED ?
DISCRETE. PROMISE.

Underneath was a phone number.
My handwriting was shaking as I dropped the money in the till and put the change in the tip box. I read then note three more clip before being forced to jam it in my pocket when Ben returned. I served another customer in a shock, a different daze this time. retentivity of me being fucked in the wood flashed through my mind and my cock strained against my underwear and unvarying pant. He could stimulate been any of them. I couldn't recall how many times I'd been fucked, but I'd seen just three of them. He knew me, that was sealed, and my whole human beings felt like it could add up crashing down. Didn't he know cruising etiquette ? If you recognise mortal, you never, EVER acknowledge them ! SHIT. He not only recognised me but he approached me. In public. I could be fucked, and not in a good way.
I finished my shift early, Ben agreed to breed that last half hour, and I ran to a tranquilize component of the senior high school street. I needed to get this sorted fasting. Still shaking, I dialled the telephone number, and hung up. come in one Tom ! sword yourself. I dialled and waited.
He answered on the tertiary tintinnabulation."Hello."
I didn't answer, finding my mouth dry.
"how-do-you-do ?"
"Er. Hi."I forced it out in a rasp.
"Oh, it's you. Hi kid."
"Er. Yes."
"So. What do you think ?"
"Um, I don't know what you're talking about."A pointless bluster, we both knew.
"Kid listen. I'd never have done that normally but I needed to take the chance. Why not converge me somewhere and I'll explain ?"
After a long pause I answered."Where ?"
"The park."Came his immediate answer."Somewhere public but distant enough that no one will hear yeh ?"
"Okay, when ?"
"Now. See you at the workbench on the early side of the cricket pitch."He hung up.
I looked around positive that everyone in the high gear street was looking at me. No one was. I started for the park.
It took ten minutes to get there. Heavy clouds scudded across the sky bringing foresightful periods of coolheaded nicety and the scourge of rainwater showers. As it was mid-week no one played cricket and the lattice was covered in faded viridity tarpaulin. Dog John Walker and couples meandered along the path on my side of the pitch, but the far side was rid of people. He sat on one of two benches, well out of ear dead reckoning of anyone yet still in mint. I wandered across and stood in front end of him, queasy as hell.
"Sit."He patted the workbench adjacent to him. I sat at arms length."Sorry if I scared you."
I nodded but aid nothing.
"I take it your timber adventures are secret ?"
I nodded.
"wellspring you're awesome kid. Really hot."I stared at the story."You don't realise me do you ?"
I shook my school principal and mumbled an result."I don't look. Dirtier that way."
"Wow, that's hot. Bit dirty are you ?"
"A stinky slut."I couldn't believe it came out my backtalk. I hadn't intended to say it, it happened like an machinelike reaction. My turncock started to grow again. This conversation, this situation was arousing me. It was wrong, and I could get into so much trouble, but I couldn't plosive myself.
"Wow. Rotten huh ?"
I nodded again."I'm a cum hungry stopcock slave."I parted my stage to leave what footling freedom I could in my tight consistent trousers.
"Ho shit."He puffed and ran a hand through his hairsbreadth."And you go to the woods to let strangers lie with you ?"
"I like to be used."
He shifted up the bench until we were touching."My friend and I would like to use you."
I paused before replying, but there was only one result."How and where ?"
I knew he was grinning at the response."My ally theater in Grantham Street. We're having a poker game and you should be the prize."
He waited patiently while I thought about it. I knew the street, a leafy road on the outskirt of town lined with well-spaced but run down houses from the 50. It would be a stupid and grave stead to go. It was well known as the dwelling of many a nefarious individual."When ?"
"When can you do ? We thought Friday night. We'd need you all night of course."
"What number ?"I was shaking hard now, and trying to hide it. This was FUCKING MAD ! halt TOM !
"Ill pick you up outside The horn. Five in the eve O.K. ?"The Horn was a dodgy pub two streets away from the high street. You went there to have battle or get drugs. I didn't want either.
"Outside."
"Yes."
"Okay."
He reached out and ran a hired hand up my thigh and onto my crotch, giving my semi a hug."Leslie Townes Hope I win you."
With that he stood and wandered off. I sat back on the bench and let out a huge sigh. I hadn't realised I'd been holding my breath at the end. roll in the hay ! I'd just not present up. That's it. He only knows about the java store. diddly-shit. He might take retaliation on me. He'd be telling his Friend they had me. I couldn't get rid of my erection so I tucked it into my girdle and walked home.

* * *

I stood outside the pub flavour scared and vulnerable. I kept up a spotter around me, deliberate not to make eye contact with anyone entering or leaving the pub. I was glad it was a well-lit street. A Brigham Young guy wearing short and a baggy sleeveless tshirt wasn't strange, but being so fresh looking was. The common perpetrator wearing similar clothes were bunch members or in their fifties and knockout as nails or drugged up.
The day after the conversation had gone in a flash bulb. Another eventless shift at the java shop and a lie to Cody about staying at Jason's was all it took. I still marvelled at how easy it had been to avoid any suspicious bodily process. That set a dangerous case in point. He'd text me with instructions on what to tire out and to get myself tested. I'd had to beg the STD clinic to rush my run and sent the resultant role just that morn. Now I was here. No underwear and just leaf flops. My shaft threatened to bivouac my shorts and I had to cogitate of other things to try and cease it.
My thinking were interrupted by a car horn. He'd pulled up in an old Jag on the other side of the street. I crossed and slipped into the rider seat. It was a bit rough but it was still a beautiful car, like sitting in a stately home. He smiled at me then pulled away, the knock-down engine making a soft purr.
Grantham Street was darkness. High Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree either English created a thick canopy above. Grimy mansion could just be seen through broken fence whenever they sported an outside igniter. They were all set back and surrounded by Tree or high hedges making them perfect places to have a bun in the oven out discrete proceedings. Half way along we turned into a puzzle drive that was mainly cracked mud. The sign of the zodiac was a big square box covered in pebble hyphen broken only by dirty window and rotting skeletal system. He pulled up mightily outside the brown door. He switched the locomotive engine off but didn't get out.
"This is how it goes kid. You enter the theatre and slip. Everything off. My friends will inspect you understand."
"Yeh."I swallowed. It was too late to get out of this now and I was beginning to regret it.
"Yes sir."He corrected gently.
"Yes sir."
"Good. We will induce a few boozing. Do you like peeing ?"
"Yes sir."SHIT ! Stop getting yourself into more trouble Tom !
"Good. I got us all tested so you're safe okey ?"
"Yes sir."
"So, if one of us needs a piddle, you are the urinal understand ?"
"Yes sir."
"Then we will sit at the table and sport. When someone wins a hand, you will be their kick while they play the next. Whoever wins the solid plot gets you for the night. Got it ?"
"Got it sir."My cock was now fully hard and raising the groin of my shorts. He looked down.
"Oh. Good. Actually a change, strip now."
I didn't even hesitate. The tshirt came off and the large car allowed comely elbow room to advertize my shorts off.
"It's nice."He complimented."Never saw it in the woods."
"Sir ?"I needed to have it off."How many metre did you fuck me ?"
"Deliverer, you really don't know do you ?"I shook my capitulum."Three. One on one visit, twice on the next."
With that he exited the car and beckoned me to follow. I didn't palpate all that exposed as the bushes and trees gave good trade protection while the only light wasn't working. I padded around the car and followed him inside.
The hallway was like something from the past. Seventies brown chip wallpaper peeled from the top while a thinning browned carpet led up the stairs.
"About time Baz."mortal shouted from my left.
‘ Baz'I assumed was Barry. He led me into a large dining room decorated in cream and orange. A sofa sat at the front wall while a big round wooden table took up the centre. Cards and chips were already laid out. Retuning my attention to the sofa I saw two guy, both looked like the sort of dodgy clientele that the cornet attracted.
"This is Hassan,"he indicated a brawny middle-eastern guy in his late twenties with a shaved head, shuck and thighs the sizing of drum."And this is Nev."The other guy was low but looked no less sinewy. I decided late thirties but could bear been ten years out either way. He had a crew cut, a bombastic slicing cicatrice from his nose, across his impart cheek and down over his jaw, and a timberland of tattoos covered his fluid chest.
"A fucking boy ?"Hassan looked angry and glared at me.
"Yes Haz, you know damn well I was getting a boy. I only do boys."
"I want some fucking pussy."
"Haz, corporate trust me, this boys'kitty-cat is better than any bitch you might feel. Show him kid."I turned away from Hassan, set over and parted my ass cheeks.
"Just a fucking ass."Hassan mumbled.
"Smooth as hell though. And bank me, you can rape this kid, he loves it, don't you kid ?"I stood and turned back.
"Yes sir."
"So a fuck fairy then ?"
"Haz, you'd think having a fit young matter to bet with just mean solar day after getting out, you'd be a little grateful."
"I like ‘ im."The hard gravelly vox came from Nev who glared at me with unconcealed lust while gripping his groin.
"Thanks Nev. Anyway Haz, you'd treat a fille like shit, why not a boy ?"Barry said and turned to me."Hassan and Nev just got back from six year inside. Possession with intent to supply, provision, carrying a conceal weapon, GBH. You get it."He must have seen the fear on my face."Don't worry kid. You're here for fucking, not beating."
Just then a thin old guy wobbled into the room carrying a feeding bottle of whisky and four tumblers.
"Cute. He the toy ?"He asked in a shaky voice.
"Yep."Replied Barry."Kid this is Prince Albert, old friend of my dad, god residuum him."I nodded at the old man. Barry leaned to my ear and whispered."You'll have to do all the body of work if he wins, but he never does."
The whisky was handed around and poured. All the guys sat on the sofa or electric chair at the table. I remained defenseless in the middle of the way before Hassan beckoned me over.
"Never had a fag before. It is true ?"
"Is what true ?"I asked.
"You give honorable blowjobs ?"His smile was lecherous.
"I do."
He looked down at my hammer standing proud and pointing straight at him, a disgusted look twisted his boldness before he mumbled."piece of ass it. On yer knee fag."
"Stop it."Rumbled Nev. I looked across but Hassan grabbed my wrist and pulled me forward and down.
I dropped to my stifle while Hassan struggled out of his crocked black jean. He pushed them, and a twain of pitch blackness drawers down to his ankles and parted his ramification. A fatal pubic hair of unkempt pubic hair surrounded a thick meaty cock that flopped over furry glob.
"If you can make me hard fag, I'll be nice to you."He said, looking around the elbow room, challenging the others as if to say ‘ no boy could piddle me knockout ’. I would prove him wrong. I leaned forwards and took delay of it. Although flaccid, it was thick, and I grinned before bringing the fat head to my mouth. I pulled the foreskin back and used the tip of my natural language to jerk at his sensitive sphere under his head. He twitched. An audible ‘ oh'escaped his backtalk. I had him already. Then I cupped his formal with my other hand. They felt hot and clammy after being confined in his tight clothes. I rolled them and pulled on the moist ball sack while flicking at his weewee slit. The smell was of sweat and piss, an aphrodisiac to me.
I licked harder and ran my tongue up from the base to the tip, then took his head in my mouth. After various more twitches he was growing. Under my skilful ministrations he came to full hardness and his cock was at least eight in and fat. I struggled to get it all in, but my metre with terzetto helped. With my back talk watering I sucked him grueling and fast, slurping with every pull back. Above me he groaned in tantrum and starts, at once disbelieving that it could be this good and feeling confused about enjoying it from a boy. Several clock time his hand went to the vertebral column of my top dog to force me down harder, only for him to pull back when he realised he didn't want to be seen enjoying it. But it was too recently. I had him. Where normally I would tantalize and edge a guy, I wanted him to know he had no control when I was down. Moments later he exploded in my mouth with a cry of ‘ fuck me !'Six meter he fired thick gooey cum before it slowed to a drip. It tasted hard yet a little sweet, like he'd been eating strawberries. I kept my mouth on his tool until he was flaccid then pulled back and opened my mouth to show him his seed.
"shit kid."I smiled and swallowed, returning to his turncock to lick him white. Then I sat back on the floor, leaning back on my hands.
"So you'll be nice to ‘ im now then will ya, queer ?"Rumbled Nev, snorting a laugh.
"screwing off Nev, I'm not fucking queen !"Hassan shouted. He calmed down immediately."Fag's got a shag proficient mouth on him though."
"That was just a quickie."I said grinning at him. laughter erupted behind me.
"Trust me guys, I've had that ass."Said Barry."I've seen how slutty he gets."
"Good."Said Nev staring at me with unconcealed lust."Let's play."
They all moved to the table. Hassan surprised me by pulling his blue jean up to mid-thigh rather than all the way up. When he sat at the table he pushed them back down again."Get under kid."He commanded.
I crawled under the table and sat on my knee joint surrounded by peg. Above me they commenced the secret plan while mortal poured more deglutition. I became hot trapped between all their legs and several times I got kicked as they shifted around. Only Nev apologised.
After a short patch I jumped when the tabled was slammed.
"Yes !"Shouted Barry.
"Fuck."Said Nev. somebody dealt again while Barry stood, pushed his trousers and a big pair of green briefs down and returned to his seat.
"Full works kid."He demanded. I moved between his legs and took his semi between my lips. It was an odd feeling. This cock had fucked me and I knew zippo about it until he approached me in the shop. Now I was sucking him dry. It didn't take long. He was excited and probably hadn't had any action mechanism since me. His spunk was weak and watery, but there was tons of it. I swallowed and moved down to licking his balls for the rest of the mitt. Before it was over however he tapped me on the head.
"Need a piss."I returned to his hammer and just got myself ready when his hot tangy flow hit my throat. I had to swallow in fast gulps and wasn't capable to breathe sufficiently until he'd stopped, at which point I took a huge gulping of air. I didn't slop a drop though."honorable boy."He said and patted me on the headway like a puppy.
A few minute later Hassan won a hired man and I crawled between his hairy thighs.
"Make it last this time, poof."He demanded.
"I said, break off that."Nev sounded pissed. No one replied.
I took a recollective look at Hassan's shaft, now semi erect in anticipation. It was quite an impressive man of heart. midst and veiny, dark and alien. It was something I would be felicitous to suck on all day. He had no idea what I was going to do to him. I started by taking a house hold at the Base of his ball by circling my quarter round and forefinger around and squeezing.
"Careful !"He yelped, but I didn't release my suitcase. He tried to look under the table but couldn't pull back with me in ascendancy of his balls."What are you doing ?"
"wait and see."I replied, and took his full length in my backtalk, forcing his fat head into my throat. I gagged but held it. The entirely early dick that had caused me to react this way was deuce-ace's. His capitulum was bulging and I could enjoin it was harder than before. He wanted this and he knew I knew that. He wasn't fighting any more. I began with laborious sucking from al-Qaida to tip, a rough lap of the underside of his head, and back into my throat. The groaning from above started within s. My mouth watered as I took his duration again and again, sucking on the fat meat. Within minutes pre-cum was oozing from his slit and I lapped it up like a thirsty pup, enjoying the absolved salty fluid.
"Oh my fucking god."Hassan mumbled above me. individual stood and padded away, rocking the table.
With suction like a emptiness fresh I commenced the to the full experience. My head word bounced forward and back, occasionally rubbing against his thighs so his hair tickled my ear, and I sped up as fast as I could. Slurping and sucking sounds accompanied the motion while above me Hassan emitted a continuous moan that reverberated through his eubstance. In short-circuit parliamentary law I had him at the point of no return, but with my skills I kept him there, edging him as long as I could. When his cock pumped and his balls rose I pulled them back down, delaying his ejaculation. He wailed at this and his hands tried to remove mine, but a lighting bite on his heading told him who was in direction. He pulled them back above the table. After a few more second I decided he could orgasm and released his balls while simultaneously sucking hard.
"ARRGH ! ass !"He yelled, and spurted shot after dead reckoning of thick spunk into my mouth. I kept it all, raising my tongue so it didn't hit my throat and make me gag. I held his softening prick until he was flaccid and only then did I root for back, licking his head as I went and catching his foreskin between my lips until the net moment.
He scraped his chair back across the worn rug and bent down to await under the tabular array. I could see his thigh trembling and I knew he'd had an amazing blow job.
"Jesus of Nazareth fuck kid… oh shit."As he bent down he saw my mouth full moon of his cum. I looked him in the eye, closed my oral fissure, and swallowed. It was thick and creamy, a tangy goo that I found delicious."piece of tail kid. You dirty fucking faggot !"
He rose back above the table and I saw him slump down into the electric chair. He was satisfy and I guessed that if he won me in the plot, I'd get a sound screwing, regardless of his ‘ straight'sensibilities.
"Fuck you."The mumbled insult was from Nev.
"What ?"Replied Hassan.
"layover looking so fuckin fill and fuckin deal."Hassan grunted but leaned forward and I heard him shuffling the cards. I wondered what it was about.
Several minutes later they were betting on the turn and the concentration was palpable, like a inspissation of the air. I felt the table shake as Barry slammed his bill down.
"screwing fold."Moments later a note of hand was thrown under the board and hit me in the ear. I opened it quietly. In a baby's scrawl dispatch with poorly educated spelling it said ;
NEV WANTS U. WERE GOIN TO LET IM WIN. BE FUKIN GOOD.
I read it twice then folded it back up. At least I wasn't going to get the old man or Barry, but I was a short defeated that Hassan's stopcock wouldn't be pounding me. I found that I was looking forward to turning him completely. I knew I could own done. I turned to look at the down half of Nev. He wore faded and rip blue jean but they gave short away other than the fact he was thin. Hi tum was flat even sitting down and I knew the meter inside had been taken up with whatever practice he could take got, probably sit ups in the cell. There wasn't much of a package on show but I knew this to be a poor indicator of shaft size of it, and certainly no way to tell if he could use it well. I also didn't know what he wanted. Would he want me to be top ? I hoped not. I liked topping with masses I knew once or twice in a blue moon, but not a stranger. I was a bottom slut and needed to be treated as such.
bit after the river was dealt a chuckle came from Nev. I saw his flat belly move and knew it was hard as rock and roll. Then his hand came down and he started to unbutton his fly. He didn't even wait for the others. Guessing I was looking his crooked his finger in the ‘ come here'motion. I crawled forward. His hand grabbed the back of my read/write head and pushed me into his crotch. The olfactory property was hotter than Hassan. I felt his heat but the aroma coming from his orb was mind blowing. Impossible to describe. Imagine your own underwear over your nozzle after a hot day when you are ultra horny. Then add whatever smelling turns you on the most. I became operose fast.
"You fucker !"Muttered Hassan.
"Bugger."Said Albert.
Nev stood pushing his death chair back, pushed his denim down and sat back down. He wore no underwear. I stared. His cock was firming up as I watched but I was more surprise as the complete lack of hair. He was as smooth as a teenage girl.
"Piss first boy."He mumbled. I teased myself by leaning forward slowly between his ramification. His cock bounced in anticipation. I felt the heat on my face and decided he was horny as hell. My cheeks brushed his hairless thighs and I was amazed at their suaveness. I turned and brushed them with my lips, enjoying the silky warmth. Then I reached his cock. It wasn't as thick or as long as Hassan's but it held its own allure ; arrow straight with a bulging head under a lean foreskin. It was pretty. I kissed the tip, then took it cryptic into my mouth. The tangy piss sprayed out at a jump rate and I swallowed hard, following up with a single uptake of breath through my nose. Then another gulping, and another. He tasted… smart ! It was a strange description that sprang to listen but if piss could savor brisk, Nev's did.
He had a heavy rate of flow and it finished as fast as it had started. After two breathing time for air I went back down and swallowed him whole. At just over seven column inch he reached the binding of my throat and after practice on Hassan I didn't gag once. His pre-cum oozed out moments later and I licked it from his incision eliciting moans above me.
"Little queer is good ain't he ?"Said Hassan. Nev rumbled an tongue-tied reply.
His hips bucked with every suck and I worked with the rhythm, stroking his mild orchis as I did so. I found licking his dick far more enjoyable than many others, approaching Cody's beautiful extremity, and my zeal must have come through in technique as Nev was building to an orgasm within minute of arc. I tried to ascertain him but couldn't get my fingers around his ballock release in time and he exploded in my oral cavity with a deep cry and a cheerfulness from Barry and Hassan. Shot after scene fired into my throat and I was amazed at the quantity ; it must give been seven or eight Mexican valium of kindling before he calmed down and they turned into a dribble. The gustation was powerful, creamy and addictive. I wanted more the wink I swallowed. It was as though he'd been eating heap and honey. The tan was more right as well, but it left a wonderful look in my backtalk. I could be his cum dump all day.
Nev's hand came back below the mesa and grabbed a clump of my hair, holding my pass in his groin. He didn't want me leaving just yet and I was felicitous to hold onto his softening meat for as long as he wanted.
"keep it until the adjacent ‘ and boy."He demanded.
"Mmmm."My reply vibrated through him and I felt a twitching in his cock.
As the adjacent hand got started I pushed my helping hand under my chin and caressed his balls. He parted his legs a touch which I took as a sign to stay. It was a quick handwriting and Nev won again, as expected. However he decided against another blow job and told me to persist in station. Halfway through the fall out mitt he was laborious, and it took all my willpower not to suck him right then.
Barry won a bridge player. This surprised me in lighter of his greenback but I moved away from Nev. He let go of me with some reluctance I thought, and I crawled into Barry's groyne. Both Nev and Hassan left the room, Hassan seemed to stomp out, and Albert toddled into the kitchen. After various minutes Barry was no finisher to getting hard and I whispered up to him.
"Are you ok ?"
"Yeh."He caressed my face, then leaned down to appear at me in his lap."Sorry kid, it's getting dangerous up here. Can you pretend I got hard, please ?"
"Am…am I in danger ?"I was acutely aware of the GBH part of Nev and Hassan's prison house sentence.
"No kid, not you."He patted my face."Has and I might be though, because of you. Please don't say anything !"
"I… I won't."fuck. What was going on ? Why was there danger ? I asked.
"I can't say too much but heed, Nev is a fuckin'operose bastard with a peevishness to match. He was the one who did the GBH and it was foul. Haz is stuck to Nev for understanding I don't know, and they both got done for it."
"Fuck ! He'll fucking vanquish me ?"
"No. Fer fucks sake kid listen. It's because of you we're in the shit. Nev likes you !"
Just then the two men returned to the table. Nev sat as convention while Hassan pulled his chair back and knelt on the level. He looked at me and my centre stopped. Remnants of blood could be seen at his temples and across his forehead.
"I sorry I kept calling you a fag kid. It was wrong."He knelt there, staring at me. His eyes had lost some of their haughtiness. I thought I detected fear.
"Um. Okay."
Hassan retreated in quiet back above the table and retrieved his chair.
"death ‘ and."Said Nev, the conclusiveness in his voice brooking no dissension.
They played in muteness but I could tell the enjoyment had gone from the way. Now they played to end the night on Nev's term and avoid further conflict. A thought came to me as the flop was dealt and half-hearted betting commenced, and my mettle pulsation so loudly I swear they could get a line it. What I was about to do could land me in a nifty plenty of worry, but as I was probably already there, I decided sucking up to Nev was the to the lowest degree worst choice. I crawled over to him and lay my aspect in his groin. If nix else I got to enjoy his smell. My free-spoken approach shot was rewarded within seconds. Nev parted his thighs to allow me to get nearer and his hand came down and stroked the spine of my neck.
I lay there resting my nose on his semi erection, trapped as it was by his jean, and enjoyed the firm scent of sex and groin sweat. I was still operose and wiggle around in order to bounce my cock up and down, the episodic slap against the floor eliciting foster inflammation. I was anticipating a rasping Night with Nev. If he was half the thug they alluded to, he would certainly take it out on a slutty, quiet twink like me. Hassan had it correct ; I was a faggot, and a perfect example of one. A piece of be intimate core to be used with yap to make full with tinder and piss.
This unsafe situation, recently released prisoners with live violent humour fighting a card duel for my ass, had the unexpected issue of giving me great clarity of thought. Perhaps it was the danger allowing me to admit to myself that which I had always been supressing. Despite everything that had happened to me, all the trouble and grief that jennet had caused, I was grateful to her for turning me into this fanny fag fornicatress. Perhaps it had always been there, this desire to be used. I bored so easily with the girls I'd been with prior to Jenny, their constant desire to ‘ create love'instead of ass ( even sometimes ), and always in the same position. Only one of them ever decided to rise me and she kept asking if she was doing right instead of just taking me. I admit turning to men is a John R. Major left bend, but once I'd submitted to those first few experiences with Jenny and her strapon the desire only grew. The office I was now in had set in my mind as the ultimate use for a slut.
"Read ‘ em fuckers."Nev slammed his cards on the tabular array. I took a mystifying breath and nuzzled his crotch. Both deal came to the back of my neck and tickled and stroked me.
"Yep."Mumbled Albert, stood and toddled off on shaky stage. Hassan and Barry sat back on creaking chairs without a Bible.
"Not challengin then ?"Nev asked.
"No."
"No."
"Good."Nev stood and my brass felt cold. The fresher air hit my nozzle and I realised how much I was enjoying his odor."Come on boy."
I crawled from under the table and stood. Nev put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me close. We walked to the door where he paused and without turning said ;
"Haz, bring tea, water and sandwiches in an hour."Water was pronounced as ‘ warder ’. It was annoying."Don't come in unless it's quiet."
"Sure."Replied Hassan, sounding relieved. Nev squeezed my berm and led me up a flight of creaking stairs covered in thinning browned carpet that exposed floorboards towards the top. We turned right and entered a room access on the leftfield. The naked bulb shone a muddy yellow colouring material and provided enough swooning to see detail on the sixties breast of pants that were falling apart in the corner, and the massive bed in the nub of the elbow room. He closed the door behind me and I heard the lock chamber chink. The phone made my cock spring. I really was his now.
"Let me look at ya son."His articulation had softened and the ira that was rippling through his trunk seemed to have evaporated. I turned to him and found his hungry eyes devouring my body."You are so pretty."
I smiled."Thank you sir."
He returned the smiling and looked into my eyes."No. No sir. Call me baby."
"Okay… baby."It seemed an odd name to call a violent criminal. He held my gaze for a few seconds more then unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down. I stared at his body. He was sloshed, of that there was no uncertainty. It seemed as though every troy ounce of fat had either been stripped away or hardened. He had a slim human body and didn't appear overly muscular, but I knew this was a fallacy ; he was a street fighter. His chest was defined and hard, his garden pink nipples standing proud and gave me the impression they never softened. A tattoo of a winged tool covered his speed left wing arm and shoulder joint and disappeared around his back. A back tattoo on his low-pitched stomach appeared to be two cross bloody tongue.
So far so clichéd, but what struck me as completely out of kilter was his amazing hairless skin. This wasn't the skin of someone incarcerated and fighting for survival, or who had grown up with furiousness and drugs. This was the baby smooth skin of a poser. It was a mind blowing contrast and I couldn't fathom how it had come about. Had had not a single fuzz from neck to toes and no tell-tale spots from waxing or ingrowing hairs. He was, I decided, rather beautiful. He gave me all the sentence I needed to view his front before turning and allowing me to view his binding. Strong thighs led to a pert yet small ass. His spine rippled with undisguised heftiness and his smooth skin was only broken up by the tattoo. A further tattoo of text just about the fissure of his ass said something, but it was too small to read.
He turned back and my eyes flicked up from where his ass was. He grinned.
"Read it ?"
"Uh, no. I couldn't make it out."
"It says ; daughter for babies, son for pleasure."
"Oh."
"Don't fit does it ?"
"Uh, not really."I smiled at him and bit my lower lip. I felt if I looked innocent he might forgive anything I might inadvertently do.
"I always wanted a pretty boy."I remained silent but made sure I lowered my nous a touch and looked up at him through my lash. He reached out and stroked my font, then dropped his hand down onto my chest. A I finger circled my tit and it sent electric automobile jolts through my trunk. My tool twitched and bounced. He noticed and looked back up at me."I'm going to make fuck to you all night."
He stepped forwards and pulled me into a tight hug. Our lips met and he kissed me. It was jarring. There was no ferocity or wielding of unnecessary power. He kissed with passionateness and gentleness, his tongue stroke mine. His mitt dropped to my ass and our groin mashed together, tool forced to the side and rubbing against each former as he ground his hip joint. I ran my hands up and down his back stroking his silklike cutis.
Then he started pushing and I waddled back towards the bed. Nev followed. It hit the spinal column of my knees and I fell backwards clutching at him. He never released his hug and came down on top of me, kissing all the way. I steadied myself for a winding, but as soon as his elbows hit the bed his blazon tensed. I wasn't crushed. A slow handout of sinew tension lowered his weight onto me. I loved it. He was in complete control condition without choler, fierceness or a misplaced signified of nastiness. I parted my legs and allowed him to grind his groin into my ass. I felt him shift and release his cock which he drove between my ass face and dry humped.
He pulled away from me just when I didn't want him to. He knew how to play a boy. He grinned and slid down my body to his human knee at the end of the bed. I looked down as he raised my thigh and buried his face in my ass. My anus lit up. I shivered and moaned under a barrage of delight as his spit drove into my jam. After respective minute of dizzying sensations, he demanded I hold my own pegleg unresolved, to which I complied without reluctance. My compliance was rewarded with a finger's breadth being forced in me and my rooster teased.
"Ahhhhh fuck !"I cried."More…"
He didn't respond. Instead he dived back in and ran his tongue around my digit filled hole.
"More ! Please !"
Two fingers entered me while my bulging heading was tickled. His lip pinched and pulled at my scrotum.
"Please fuck me !"I begged.
"No."
"PLEASE !"
"No fuckin. Only love."His digit were deep in me, crooking and spreading and making me feel every millimetre.
"Please make lovemaking to me !"My frustration was overflowing. I needed him in me.
"What do you shout me ?"
"PLEASE. brand sexual love to me baby !"I felt his fingers withdraw and the emptiness was atrocious. I cried out. As I did so he spat on me, twice, then climbed on. I felt his head push against me open, welcoming hollow and I bucked my articulatio coxae at him. He popped inside, but then paused again.
"You really want me in you don't you son ?"
"Yes sister. YES !"
He pushed in late and I couldn't give up a satisfied lamentation escaping. His brim came to mine again and owned my mouthpiece while his putz owned my ass. His speech rhythm was abstruse and slow down and he wrapped his weaponry around me in a tight embracement. I locked my ankle joint behind his back and held onto his cervix with both hands. He was correct, this wasn't a screwing. I'd never been taken like this. Our bodies rocked in unison, his penetration a perfect fit and a stunning feeling. I felt the strength in his arms and the office of his body owning me.
I felt a different meekness wash through me. In the woods I submitted to being a piece of kernel. I'd wanted to be used as a sleep together toy. Nev was dominating my mind first and my consistency secondment. He'd reached in and demanded my respect, but not as some fucking gist, but as a person who was a natural submissive. I release everything and gave myself to him and I believe he knew that. The intensity never let up.
20 instant felt like irregular. When he rose off me I thought for one horrible moment it was the end, but he wanted to change placement. My articulatio coxae were rotated to the side and he climbed on the bed. He pulled my leftfield leg up over his shoulder and he re-entered me. To my amazement he managed to hale himself in deeper and I grunted, flashing him a droopy eyed smile. Then he leaned forward on top of me pushing my shoulders flat to the bed, and kissed me again. In my twisted country he had access to my cock. With a visible radiation pinch he toyed with me, stroking and tickling in equalize measure. I began to groan into his lip but he didn't pull away.
Again sentence flashed past and I found myself being edged. Somehow he knew when I was about to orgasm and stopped touching me, caressing my balls instead. I was held in this state of matter of intimate high until at finale his rhythm sped up and he pulled back from my lips panting.
"I'm comin in ya son."
I was too drunk on arousal to reply. My vision was blurred and my palpebra fluttered like a flag in a gale. My whole soundbox shook with pent up energy begging to be released. As he powered into my ass he took a tight adhesive friction of my peter and pumped fast, matching his own thrusts. The sensation was incredible and howling in unison we erupted at the same time. roofy of spunk flew from my cock in all directions as he lost rhythm and just let his hand go barbaric. I felt him blunder inside me with every push. My intact eubstance writhed in spastic tug as my own spunk, fired so violently from me, withered to a dribble. He collapsed on me and we held each other tight. Even our heavy breathing was synchronised ; when I breathed in, he breathed out, our stomachs in constant quantity contact.
The sensational Adrenalin rush evaporated like fog lifting, leaving me shaking. Nev held into me for the ten bit it took to calm down, his flaccid prick still half inside me. My leg remained trapped over his shoulder.
"screwing hell."I whispered. Nev nodded against my face and kissed my cervix."holy place fucking shit."
"Enjoyed it son ?"
I nodded."nookie yeh. It's never been like that before."
He went back to kissing my neck and cuddled me tighter. After a few bit I could film it no longer ; cramp seized my thigh and I cried out. Nev rolled off and shot me a concerned look.
"Sorry,"I panted."muscle spasm !"
He smiled and relaxed, then rolled me onto my side facing away from him. Shifting up close, he gripped my thigh and with potent fingers massaged it. The bother eased in seconds and I thanked him. He spooned me closer and nuzzled my neck, pushing his groin into my ass face. Our fingers entwined against my belly. We lay in silence for a while but the same intellection kept buzzing around my head. In the end I couldn't bandstand not asking.
"I hope you don't take offence Nev…"
"Baby."He corrected.
"Yeh, sorry. Baby."
"Go on."
"You like son right ?"
"Oh yeh."
"wellspring, wasn't that a bad matter clink ? I mean, didn't you get beaten up or anything ?"
Nev snorted a soft laugh."Sure you want to bed ?"
"Yeh !"I nodded and tried to curve my neck around to depend at him. He released me and propped himself up on his elbow.
"Yeh, some bitch tried. I put ‘ im in ‘ ospital. following pussy tried, I battered ‘ im in front of two wardens. They just watched."
"Oh."
"Yeh, turned out ‘ e was causin trouble for ‘ em, so they let me teach ‘ im a lesson. No one called me nothin'after that."
"Wow. So, is this your first time since prison house ?"I asked. It would explicate the intensity.
"nookie no. Met this Loretta Young bleak boy in for doin'over someone. They put ‘ im in my cellular phone. Two days it took before nei'ver of us slept alone again. I enjoyed suckin ‘ is big dick, but fuckin ‘ im was best. Really loved that boy. I protected ‘ im from the uvvers."
"What happened ?"
"Released before me."
"Oh. Don't you, you know, want to get in contact ?"
He sighed."Not ‘ ow it works son. ‘ E's strait on the outside."
"But not you ?"
"Nah. I ain't scared. I want a boy. Don't founder a fuck what people fink."He settled back down."interest ?"
I froze. Was he asking me to be his boy ? Oh screw. I mean he's hot and piece of ass like no other guy I'd ever had, but I didn't fancy him or anything. It was sex. He must possess sensed my affright. He laughed.
"Relax son, just askin. No pressure."
"Sorry."I whispered."I just…"
He interrupted."Don't explain. Never explain. You don't want it, fine."He didn't seem to be pissed off.
"Er. Thanks. Sorry."
"And don't say sorry nei'ver."I was about to repeat the Scripture, then snapped my sass closed."Anyway, I got you all night right ?"
I turned again to attend at him and grinned."Yes. Baby."
His own smile was lecherous, and I realised his cock was hard again and pressing into my buttocks. I winked at him, then grabbed a pillow from above my foreland, rolled onto my front man, and jammed it under my hips. I spread my legs as wide as they would go.
"Fuck."Nev murmured behind me.
"You can be fierce if you want."I pressed my cheek into the bed and clasped my script behind my dorsum. Nev pulled my ass cheeks apart, spat on me again, and rammed into me hard and fast.

*

He lay on me sweating and panting, his weight pushing me into the bed. He'd pounded me in that stance for nearly half an 60 minutes and I couldn't believe how incredible it was compared to the Grant Wood. I couldn't explain it. He had been all over me, kissed on my neck, twisting my head for my lips, pushing me down into the bed and going at me like a steam plunger. I hadn't been allowed to shift and ejaculated into the duvet.
Nev broke the silence."You know son,"he kissed my articulatio humeri."You ‘ ave a tighter ass than my contraband child, an'‘ e was straight."
I smiled and turned my fountainhead. He kissed my cheek. After a few more minute of arc he rolled off. I didn't dare sit up. I needed to clinch my ass to stop two loads of cum dribbling out. I waited for a few proceedings, working my sphincter tighter. A whack at the doorway broke the silence. Nev looked at me.
"Hassan."He mumbled. I nodded. He gestured to me to answer it.
I rolled off the bed, conscious of my bastard, then paused halfway to the door."Um baby ?"
"Yeh ?"
"I'm okay with Hassan calling me a faggot."
"Why ? ‘ e's dissin you."
"Yeh but…"How could I describe this ?"I kinda like the ill-treatment from him. Plus you know I'll turn him."
Nev's eyes lit up and he flashed an evil grin."Yeh, s'pose."
I opened the door after unlocking it and found Hassan stood there with a tray of food and drink. His eyes dropped down my dead body and fixed on my penis.
"Uh, got these."He nodded at the tray without moving his glare. Then he seemed to recall himself."I er, was here earlier Nev honest, just you sounded busy."
Nev grunted.
I took handgrip of the tray, which Hassan only released after another flavor at my torso. Then he moved to go.
"time lag !"I said, and lowering my vocalism continued."yell me faggot."
Hassan's oculus went wide and shot a look over my articulatio humeri to Nev. I don't know what passed between them, but it seemed he was checking.
"Er, why ?"
"You want to. I like it. It's your epithet for me."
Hassan again looked at Nev. A brief pause."O.K., faggot."He moved back toward the stairs. I rushed to drop the tray on the bed, wink at Nev, then take hold of up with him. I grabbed his arm and spun to face me.
"Touch me."I said in a whisper.
"Why ?"
"You want to. Touch me. Anywhere."
Hassan stood still but his heart gave him away. I could just detect minute flicks of his optic down toward my rooster.
"Why do you intend that ?"There was a tiny break in his voice. He was nervous.
"You're curious. Nothing wrong with that. And I'm discrete and no one you know, knows me."
He thought about for mere second gear before reaching out and cupping my genitals. He rolled them around in his mitt, then gave various luminousness squeezes. I reached out for his early hand and placed it on the back of my head. He looked up at me in puzzlement.
"If you want me on my stifle, just push."I whispered.
He didn't think even think about it. I felt the pressure the second I'd said it and lowered myself, all the while keeping eye contact with him. On my articulatio genus I reached out and unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly. I could see he was excited, and pulled his erecting from his boxer. For the tierce that night I took Hassan's fat kernel in my mouth and swallowed.

*

"wellspring ?"Asked Nev when I re-entered the room.
"Barely a fight."I replied. Then I saw Nev's erection and grinned."Oh."
"Yeh. Made me ‘ ard listenin'to you slurpin ‘ im."
I crawled onto the bed and moved my mouth towards him. Nev pushed my head away.
"Nah. Ass, son. I love yer ass."
On my back I pulled my legs back, and Nev piled in deep and slow.

* * *

I was woken the following aurora by Nev again in me, a piano, careful motion using just the top third base of his tool. It was a strange feeling but a great way to wake up. Why had I never had this before ? Seeing I was awake he dove in deeper but no harder. It didn't take long for him to terminate. He rolled onto his back and I turned my head to look at him, grinning. I hadn't come and my cock remained surd underneath my belly.
"I got ‘ ard thinkin of somethin. Used yer."
"Yeh. I like it."
"Yeh. Dirty little runt ain't ya ?"
"Yeh. What were you thinking ?"
"I know yer don't want to be mine, but I do wan na kip with ya again. okey ?"
"Yes."
"And I want yer to work on Hassan. Make ‘ im gay like."
I thought about it for a few indorsement. That big shaft was a definite draw. I decided to sidestep my bets."Not sure if I can piss him gay, but I'll try to bring out his bi side."
"Yeh, s'pose."
I had a sudden and very strong desire ; mouth full of Hassan, ass full of Nev."Does that mean, er, you and he will make me a triplet ?"
"If you get ‘ im to like son, yeh."
I smiled. My eyes went wide. Then a cerebration occurred that I should consume considered moments ago."Why do you want to pull in Hassan gay ?"
Nev sighed, then shrugged. I stared at Nev and he relented."I own that fucker and quite like ‘ im. Be good to mess around at times."My eyebrows stab up.
"Not gay like."He chided."Sir Thomas More a very closing mate. And I want ‘ im to have a boy so we can like, doubled appointment and stuff."
"Can't you do that with girls ?"
"Never met female child into gormandize boy do."I could accept argued that decimal point with not bad success but decided against it. An image of Jenny, me and the male child flashed into my brain. A quiver of excitement ran through me."Anyway, I kinda wan na screw ‘ im too."
"Really ?"
"Just so ‘ e knows ‘ is place."I doubted that was the hale reason, and thought there may be a Dame Muriel Spark there after all. Nev changed the subject."Let me keep an eye on yer wank."
I rolled onto my spine and took myself in mitt, starting slow. My former handwriting moved to my ass but Nev kicked it out the way and tried to drive his toe into my hole. I spread my legs and let him work it in. Being fucked by a fundament was another for the first time and I came quickly, shooting globules of cum onto my pectus and belly. Nev seemed pleased.

*

We showered together then went downstairs. Hassan was slumped on the sofa, Albert Francis Charles Augustus Emmanuel and Barry weren't there. Hassan studied my body again and I went over to him so he could get a closer looking. I was certain I saw his groin move.
Nev passed me a objet d'art of paper."Number."He demanded.
I went to the mesa, still strewn with card playing gear, and wrote it down. I made a fuss of seeming to get it wrong, tore a bit off, and wrote it again. I'd kept the first bit in my palm tree. This was all planned with Nev who said Hassan would never release bi if it wasn't secret.
"Let's go son."Said Nev, and disappeared out the forepart room access. I rushed over to Hassan and grabbed his wrist, pulling his hand up and getting him to cup my ball. I handed him the ‘ hidden'bit of paper.
"Anytime. Secret."I whispered, then left.
Nev allowed me to put my underdrawers on before getting the car, the vest I slipped into on the way home.

* * *

It felt like far Sir Thomas More time had passed than just one night, like a vacation. For some understanding I expected things to be unlike when I got back to the matt to find it vacuous. I showered, masturbated at the thought process of being spit roasted by Nev and Hassan, and lounged on the sofa flicking through TV channels showing noisy drivel. I felt empty and restless. Something seemed to have changed. I shook it off putting it down to the come down after a new and enjoyable experience.
An time of day or so later I got a school text from William Frederick Cody telling me he wouldn't be place, he was staying at a supporter ’. Bored, I slouched into the kitchen to find something to eat. A cold can of beans later I decided to log Z's and flopped into bed.
I was horny when I woke just as the sun was coming up. I needed something and couldn't decide if it was my sister or rooster. I masturbated and licked my cum out of my hand. It held me over until about 8am when my phone rang. The coffee store manager phoning to see if I could fill in at forgetful notice. I decided the day would be a waste anyway, so why not garner money, and agreed. It was a busy day and to my surprisal it flew by. I didn't even try to butterfly with Mattie.
Back at rest home I found the flat empty again. My arousal had been ignored all day but now I had zippo to distract myself it came back with a retribution. I text Chloe and asked if she wanted to derive turn but to my disappointment she declined. I got annoyed and look out shitty film on TV before bed.
The following day was a normal piece of work shift, and the opposite word of yesterday ; obtuse and sluggish. Mattie was experimenting with different tyke clothes and she wore a low cut black top. I enjoyed the sight of her segmentation but had to proceed reminding myself not to gaze. rear at home base I again tried Chloe and this time I was in portion. It took her a couple of hours to answer that she was on her way, and a surprise total of time to bend up.
"Hey sis."I said closing the room access behind her. I wore only a pair of baggy short circuit and my semi was tenting them. Chloe took a good look and started peeling off layers. I grabbed her in a tight hug when she'd removed her bra and we kissed. Then I dropped to my genu and started to nuzzle her bulwark, her smell once more enveloping me. I nosed her panties to one English but she pushed my head away.
"Ass tonight Tommy."She said in a flat interpreter. I could smell out she was wet and wondered why she wasn't using it."Lay on the floor."
I did as she wanted and watched her push her underwear down pat and plain it off while I pushed my shortstop down. She straddled my chief and lowered herself, bringing her ass to my mouth. I was a little overthrow at not being able to taste her pussycat, but was excited at being capable to flirt with any part of my babe, and as she lowered her weight onto me my tongue pushed against her puckered trap.
I liked and probed with zest. I hadn't been with Chloe for close to a week now, and the last metre left me restless and anxious. That feeling returned within minutes. Her maw opened up much easier than common, and with my tongue halfway in, and secretiveness from above, I knew there was something wrong. I tried to press her off me but she sat down harder.
"No Tommy. Eat my ass."
Despite my reservations my strumpet took over and I worked her kettle of fish like a pro. My tongue delved in and my lips kissed and sucked at her sphincter. Her beat boldness covered my face and I struggled to breathe. When I did, I could smell her pussy and wanted to beg her to let me fuck her.
When she eventually climbed off me my jaw ached. She moved down my torso, still facing the front end door, and grabbed my stopcock. I felt lucky that I'd left so much spit on her ass because she sat down hard on my hard-on and without noise, began fucking. I watched her back and ass spring up and down with a strange detachment, like it wasn't me she was fucking. There was no passion from her, just the mechanics of me filling her ass. I began to get seriously worried about what was going on but despite this, the mechanics worked and after half an hour or so I built to a climax and with a oink, ejaculated into her. She wriggled her ass on me a few times until I started going indulgent, then raised her ass, crawled backwards to my case, and lowered herself on me.
"Eat it."She said in the same flat representative. Hadn't she enjoyed it at all ?
I opened my rima oris as her gaping fix touched my lip and swallowed the warm cum as it dribbled from her. moment later she was on her metrical foot getting dressed. I stared at her in confusion.
"What the fuck sis ? What's incorrect ?"
"Nothing."She whispered and made for the door.
"time lag !"I cried climbing to my feet."Where are you going ? What the fuck is going on ?"
She stared at me for a few seconds. In those eyes I saw discombobulation, hurt, concern, and even rousing. But most of all I saw another person, and it scared me.
She leaned forward, gave me a peck on the impudence, and hurried out the door. I let it click closed behind her.

* * *

"What the snake pit is damage ?"Said Jason when he opened his front threshold. It must have been quite a sight. His best Quaker stood there with red rimmed eyes, a pluck tshirt exposing my unexpended nipple, baggy shorts, and muddy trainers. I lunged forward and cast away my arms around him. To his cite he hugged me back and said nothing while I held him tight. It was many mo before I pulled back and we entered his flat.
"Sorry Jas."I whispered.
"Don't be silly Tom. What happened ?"He looked at my top."Have you been in a scrap ?"His eyes seemed to mill around on my nipple.
"What ? Oh. No."I pulled at the mangled textile making it worse. Thomas More nipple was on display."I rushed out the door and caught it on the latch."I showed him the angry red scrape across my dresser where the quoin of the latch had caught me.
"Ouch. I got some cream, get on."He led me into the kitchen and after rummaging under the swallow hole, pulled out some Savalon. Without conscious thought, he applied it to me himself. The inhuman cream soon warmed under his gentle touch. I could have let me touch me all day. Jason made us tea then moved to the lounge. He sat next to me on the sofa.
"So."He probed."What's going on ?"
What could I say ? That I'd escaped from an unstable fille with extreme sexual leaning to go and last with a bedaze guy who I didn't dearest but who loved me ? That I was a cock prostitute who takes strangers cock at the drop of a hat and can't block off myself and it's led to me having sex, albeit amazing sex, with a red ex con ? That I was fucking my sister and was upset that she seemed to be going off me and worse, I felt Jenny's bearing around her ? Oh and to round it off I was deeply in sexual love with my best friend and couldn't William Tell him ?
"matter are getting on top of me Jas. I just cracked."I sighed. Jason put his hand on my thigh. I stared at it and my heart thumped. Do it ! Do it ! Do it ! My own voice reverberated around my skull. My weak side of meat, the one in general control, ignored it. Then a groundless impetus shot through me.
"Can I hug you Jas ?"metre stopped and the room went dark. I knew that this was a terrible thing to labour and I should never have said it. shtup !
"shag Tom, anytime you like, you don't need to ask !"He wrapped his implements of war around me and pulled me into him. I lay my head on his shoulder and took him in my blazon. He was warm and comfy and I felt like it's where I belonged. My problem seemed to melt into insignificant annoyances. I squeezed. Did he just say anytime ?
We cuddled in secrecy for what felt like ages. I didn't know how yearn and didn't fear. He stroked the vertebral column of my neck and I ran my hand up and down his English, from hip to armpit and back. I shifted side so my head was higher. My mettle continued to poke away. Was I really going to do this ?
I looked up at him."Jas…"I said.
He turned to me and I kissed him, forcing my lips against his. I held him there for simple seconds but it felt like forever. Then world bit and I felt barf. What the fuck had I done ? Why had I been so piece of ass stupid ?
I pulled back and away from his arms."Oh god. Fuck."I stood and hurried from the way. Jason barrelled after me.
"Tom, wait !"
"Fuck Jason. Fuck I'm so gloomy !"I ran from the house. I heard him calling me but neither turned nor slowed. I ran until I reached the discharge flatcar I called home.
I fell onto the couch and cried. What the fuck had I done ? I'd slammed the last nail in my coffin that's what. I buried my head into the seat shock absorber and depressed myself thinking of how I'd gone from a rule guy suffering boredom with the girls I'd met to this crash of a turncock slut who'd just lost his best friend.
My telephone set beeped. I ignored it. I grabbed a beer from the fridge and downed half the can. It was shit. Cheapo mark lager beer from the discount supermarket. All Cody and I could give. After finishing the can in a more formula way, I reached for my phone.
William Frederick Cody > TOMMY. U OK ? pauperization TO talk of the town. seminal fluid ROUND.
cum round where ? This was his savourless ! That sinking look enveloped me again. I asked where, the reply coming within seconds.
Cody > JENS PLACE. EXPLAIN WHEN UR HERE.
I knew it. My idiocy wasn't the final nail in the coffin. This was. I changed my top and took a tedious wander to Jenny's.

*

After such a short time it shouldn't have felt odd returning here, but it did. So much had happened both here, and after I left, that it seemed to be a different humans. Like returning to your childhood base town to notice everyone you know gone and all the landmarks re-developed. I paused at the end of her road remembering all the times I'd rushed up here to play with that staring body. I took a recondite breathing spell to brand myself and continued.
I didn't even get a chance to ring the bell. William F. Cody opened the door with a m to go.
"Hey."He said. He had the good grace to debar an attempt at a buff embrace.
"She in ?"I nodded upstairs behind him.
"Yeh."
"What the fuck Cody ?"
"Let us explain Tommy. Please ?"Us ?
I looked past Cody. The stairs leading up to her monotone, a misnomer as it had a two flooring, gave me an ominous feeling. I looked back at William F. Cody who stood to one side, then ascended.
The daze came thick and fast. Entering the waiting room I froze. Jenny was sat in the arm chair wearing a fishnet consistency stocking displaying that amazing organic structure, but the person who made me halt was my baby. She knelt by the slope of the chair wearing a tiny boob subway system and tap hot pants. She cuddled William Le Baron Jenny's second joint.
I fought back split."Chloe."
"Please Tommy, listen to us !"I could see she was upset as well, but knowing what she knew about jenny and then still being here, I didn't guardianship.
Cody entered and I did a three-fold yield. He'd changed in the forgetful metre between front door and lounge. He now wore a diminished, bootless White harvest top and the like kind of hot pants as Chloe. He looked hot, but I worked backbreaking to dismiss the thought. He went and knelt at the former side of jenny and wrapped his arms around her free thigh.
I shook my head and turned to leave.
"Wait."Said William Le Baron Jenny."You need to hear."
"You're all abruptly to me."I snapped.
William Le Baron Jenny laughed."Tommy. You can't even feel it any more can you ?"
"What ?"
Jenny pointed down. I looked. My cock stood proud pushing out my drawers. I glared back up at Jenny.
"Don't hate me."She said."I didn't create you Tommy, I just brought out what was already there. Just like beautiful Chloe here."
I glanced at Chloe and she nodded. A rent welled up in her eye and I knew she was being bust apart.
"I was never gay."I said.
"Oh Tommy."Replied Jenny."Yes you were. Well, bi at least. You just never allowed yourself to search it."I shook my head but she continued."From day one you did what I wanted, and when I suggested anything involving ass you put up a tokenish defense team. You wanted to be turned Tommy. You needed it."
"Did I fuck, I…"
She interrupted."Yes Tommy. It's the Truth and you know it. How quickly you came to love tool. Even some gay guys don't go down on a alien in a club yet you, never having done it before, dropped to your needs like a stone. And as for take it up the ass, well, look how tight you got into that."
I stared at her, then William Frederick Cody, and back to Jenny. She'd hit me with the truth but I just didn't want to think it. It couldn't be ! I'd never thought of cat or cock before meeting her. Not once ! An mental image of me kissing Jason flashed through my mind and I realised I couldn't lust after, and love him, without a secure stage of attraction to men.
"You were going to pressure so much more Jenny…"I started.
She held her hired hand up, again interrupting me."I know. For that I'm truly sorry. I went too far I know that. I got rummy on my own power Tommy. No one had submitted like you before."
I was confused."What about Will ?"
"Oh him,"she waved a dismissive hand in the air."He was always a milksop. I had to coach him to be the alpha you knew at first. Then I got bored."
A thought occurred. I turned to Cody."And what the roll in the hay are you doing here ? You hate her !"
Cody shook his principal."I couldn't lie to you any more than Tommy, I love you too much."I snorted in ridicule."Tommy I really do, I love you. Jenny and I did have a falling out but I can't hatred her.
"Why the nooky not !"
"Tommy, she's my cousin."
A verbal slug that winded me into silence. My mouth fell loose and I stared at him."She… she can't be…"
"She is Tommy. Her family encouraged us to total over from the US."
"But you had sex with her !"
"Tommy !"He shook his head and smiled."You of all hoi polloi can't go down that route. Besides, I told you several times that it was more mutual that you knew."
"But…"I looked over at my sister. split started to swell in my eye and the image of her went blurry."Chloe. You called her a bitch."
Chloe nodded."Yes. She was at the time. She tricked us together. But look at how a good deal fun we've had Tommy, and how much we still could !"
"Why ? Why are you here ?"
"Isn't it obvious ?"I shook my oral sex."I'm bi as well Tommy. Jenny is, she's…"
"We're together."Finished Jenny.
I collapsed onto the floor with a thud. No one moved to see if I was okay. My existence had shattered. Even my own sister was under Jenny's control.
"We want you Tommy."Said Jenny."We want you in our mathematical group. We love you."
I laughed. An uncontrollable tumultuous disturbance of pain and disbelief. They let me laugh it out.
"It's truthful Tommy."Continued jennet."When you left I was so angry I lashed out, but I didn't realised you'd got under my skin. Chloe and Cody both showed me the accuracy. We want you back."
"I love you Tommy."Said Cody."And I want to be with you. But I also want to be with Jenny."
"And I want to be with you."Said Chloe in a soft voice.
"So we've worked it out."Said Jenny."You and Cody will be gay devotee, as will Chloe and I. Then we have great cover to all have sex with each early. After all, who's going to consider that a gay guy will have sex with a female child, especially his own family ?"
I lay on the floor staring up at the ceiling. A fog of resignation descended over me. This was how it was going to be wasn't it ? This was how I was going to end up. I'd blown my friendly relationship with Jason, become addicted to being a slut, crossed the line with my sister and to top it all off, I couldn't tear myself away from Cody or my sister. Even jenny's eubstance remained a strong attracter. My cock twitched and my ass pulsed. I rolled onto my incline and looked between Cody and Jenny. I couldn't see the likeness, except for them both being stun people. That was probably it I decided. It was over. Jenny had won after all.
I watched her get up from the electric chair and leave the room, that perfect ass wiggling, the netting hiding naught. When she returned she was naked and carrying two strapon dildos. I stared at her hairless snatch. She threw a dildo to Chloe and climbed into the other.
I laughed at myself. Any ambition I had of escaping this highly sexed freak or her vivid populace of erotic activity disappeared in an New York minute. With it went my hopes for a human relationship with Jason. With a tear clinging to the corner of my eye I gave into the slut inside me and stripped, got onto all four on the floor, and took what was coming to me.


…To be continued…