At school I was one those guy that hung with the cool dudes or I'd be subjected to bullying.

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

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

We'd shoot pocket billiards, talk about squawk they laid, take turns in shouting spell of beer and generally babble out shit, yarda yarda yarda, like friends do.

Ten years and not a lot has change, within our group.

That's the peel on the exterior but on the inside these get-togethers are a great flight from secrets on the inside.

Somewhere between school coating and five days before today, affair changed.

Things I dare not reveal to this group of long term ally nor dare not desire to change.

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

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

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

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

Here I was, this tegument kid with man booby and a small cock.

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

Jocks were big monsters and full of self-assurance and then there I was a shrimp and a scaredy-cat.

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

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

Within a nictation of an eye and with my iPod still playing in my ear, I was in the backbone of the van with a case over my head.

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

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

I woke up dazed and fuddle and lightheaded.

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

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

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

By using my toes and feet I managed to cuddle my rosehip and thighs, under a loose quilt.

The stuff felt skillful, maybe satin.

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

My mammilla felt tender, as wickedness thoughts entered my mind.

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

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

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

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

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

"Now on your knees,"He ordered.

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

"Now be a safe boy and enclose your pansy lips around my center,"He ordered.

I nodded no.

After all I wasn't a fag and bare intellection, disgusted me.

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

Our eyes met again, I stared at his.

Then I cowered away from his.

What was the outcome was, that he was the honcho

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

I took an anxious breath.

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

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

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

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

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

How did it come to this ?

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

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

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

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

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

After what felt like an time of day but was about five instant, he stopped.

He threw me on my rachis and flipped me over.

My fount on the quilt, when reached around my belly and positioned my stifle and organic structure the way he wanted.

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

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

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

My hale life history I was tormented about being a faggot at school and denying it, now this Negro dude was making me into one.

The painfulness I felt or was feeling was zip compared to what was about to hit me.

When this fellow positioned his hammer near my recently manipulated bunghole, I squirmed in anticipation.

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

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

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

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

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

I tried not to think that I had a black man's cock buried deep in my ass and what consequence it will have on my thinker, afterward in the future.

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

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

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

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

He, must have noticed I wasn't resisting and started, fucking more than gruelling and faster.

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

He might feature beat me to expiry, if I kept resisting.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I maybe enjoying it now but how will I tomorrow ?

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

"SO AM I,"He grunted.

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

I just took it.

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

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

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

"tintinnabulation me is want more,"He said.

I rang him two twenty-four hour period later, and another piece of ass seance resulted.

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

My weekends are mine, to do as I please.

He must stimulate a family.

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

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

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