At school I was one those guys that hung with the chill beau or I'd be subjected to bullying.

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

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

We'd shoot pool, talking about bitch they laid, call for turns in shouting bit of beer and generally utter crap, yarda yarda yarda, like ally do.

Ten years and not a good deal has alteration, within our group.

That's the skin on the outside but on the inside these get-togethers are a bully escape from mystery on the inside.

Somewhere between schooling finishing and five twelvemonth before today, thing changed.

Things I dare not discover to this group of tenacious terminal figure admirer nor daring not want to change.

Since I remember I had always been a pretty boy, ( longish blonde tomentum with gamey optic, high malar bone with a slender jaw ) not much changed throughout my adolescent and into adulthood.

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

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

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

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

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

supporter were big monsters and broad of confidence and then there I was a runt and a scaredy-cat.

One day while in my too soon 20's, I was walking to the 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 blink of an eye and with my iPod still playing in my ears, I was in the cover of the van with a pillowcase over my head.

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

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

I woke up dazed and scattered and lightheaded.

My promontory was aching from behind my correctly eye, I soon noticed I was bound.

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

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

By using my toes and foundation I managed to cuddle my hips and thighs, under a free quilt.

The textile felt nice, maybe satin.

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

My nipples felt tender, as malevolent thoughts entered my nous.

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

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

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

He walked right up to me and started to fidget with trousers and untie them.

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

"Now on your knees,"He ordered.

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

"Now be a good boy and twine your queer lips around my sum,"He ordered.

I nodded no.

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

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

Our middle met again, I stared at his.

Then I cowered away from his.

What was the outcome was, that he was the boss

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

I took an nervous breath.

"Now get it squeamish 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 sozzled and felt embarrassed.

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

My psyche 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 script on my head.

Now he was now controlling my motion and pace, 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 transactions, he stopped.

He threw me on my back and flipped me over.

My side on the comforter, when reached around my breadbasket and positioned my knee and soundbox 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 chance next.

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

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

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

When this dude positioned his cock near my recently manipulated asshole, I squirmed in anticipation.

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

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

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

I breathed heavily into the comforter as he, relaxed his stopcock in my ass before pushing forward one survive time.

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

I tried not to call back that I had a blackness man's cock buried deep in my ass and what effect it will sustain on my thinker, afterward in the future.

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

I gradually felt used to his turncock grinding 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 pace was quickening.

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

He, must suffer noticed I wasn't resisting and started, fucking to a greater extent hard and faster.

By now I was in a euphoric United States Department of State and thought it wasn't smell bad, as everyone in the universe claims.

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

So letting him have his way wasn't so bad, besides no one from my booster's lot would feel out.

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

Okay I know how I was enjoying having cock in my ass, must hold 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 shtup BOY ! OOOH YEAH ... UH ... UH !"I screamed back at him.

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

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

I maybe enjoying it now but how will I tomorrow ?

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

"SO AM I,"He grunted.

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

I just took it.

"You're my ho ass kick now, here to go down on dick and getting your ass bitched,"He teased, as the last of his load filled up my ass.

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

He cut my bound wrists and threw a bill of fare at me.

"band me is deficiency More,"He said.

I rang him two twenty-four hour period later, and another screwing sitting resulted.

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

My weekends are mine, to do as I please.

He must have a family.

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

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

Like I said, for close to ten class I have been my Daddy's cunt, something I dare not severalize a sole nor want to ruin anything commodity in my other liveliness .