“ What kind of asshole chases after armed robbers ?"Matt was asked, sitting tied to a president with a punk over his head,"I mean, what were you thinking ; ‘ Oh I know, they'll surrender to me if I confront them ’. REALLY, are you that big a man ?"lusterlessness felt what he assumed was the sole of a brake shoe pressing on is sac, “'drive if you are, I can and will change that, unless, let's see if you got the ‘ BIG MAN'tool. confection,"the vocalization called to someone,"whip it out for him, give him a setback, let's see if he is a big man, and if not,"Matt felt more pressure being applied to his balls,"he won't be a man at all."

The pressure on lustrelessness's privates disappeared and soon followed by the feeling of his pant being ruined, his zip being pulled down and his underwear being pulled down exposing his manhood. His dick started to grow and season as a gloved hand began to stroke its shaft.

"Not bad so far"the interpreter returned as Matt neared full erection,"I'm almost impressed."And as mat felt the affectionate breath of the backtalk nearing the question of his dick he heard"Wait, use this,"accompanied by some abyssal strait,"DNA and all, besides, it's cherry flavored, your favorite."

Mark felt something applied to the tip of his hawkshaw before feeling it being ‘ slid ?'down the duration of his shaft, ‘ a natural rubber ?'lustrelessness thought to himself as he felt the hands that put it on smooth the casing housing his perch then, when one hand seemed to disappear, he felt something twirling around the head of his cock before what he imagined were lips close around his shaft.

With a slow down, constant metre, he felt the back talk slide down to engulf his penis before withdrawing until the prick was vindicated and, when only the foreland remain entrapped, the downward motion would begin again.

"I know it feels good,"the interpreter whispered in Matt's ear,"I had it myself, but call up, no stamen, no balls."before laughing out loud.

Matt resisted focusing on the pleasurable genius coursing around and through his erecting, and made himself remember how he got in his flow predicament.

****
In the eventide, after college classes, Matt worked at his parents ‘ mom-and-pop'hardware store, stocking shelves mostly, but a critical bit of the surgical procedure as it prevented the indigence for his older parents to hire faculty they probably couldn't afford.

So, his socio-economic class finished for the day, the dutiful son was restocking shelves when a I masked triggerman entered demanding money while waving his gun. Matt looked at his Father of the Church with fear in his eyes. On three previous occasions, his sire, being a Vet., attacked the would-be robbers, twice being shot, and Matt was praying his father would not press his luck a fourth. He didn't. He just handed over the money and stepped back allowing the stealer a chance to run away. That's when, like an retard, Matt thought, ‘ Hey, if my old man can block off a looting, why can't I ?'

flatness chased after the crook to think the stolen money, as he exited the door ; his father yelled something to him that he didn't quite hear. He saw the stealer turn a corner and followed. Matt called for the stealer, who was by now entering the side door of a van, to stop and, now being near enough to wrap his arms around his target to try to pull in him back. A 2d set of hired man grabbed lusterlessness and Matt felt himself being pulled into the van where he was shoved down and ...
*****

"Ohhhhhhhh God."matt gasped out as he felt the mouth sucking everything it could from his cock."Mmm, mmm, mmm."He grunted with each throbbing release of sperm, ending his joy with a long,"“ Ohhhhhhhh."

'' Pretty good, eh ?"the voice returned,"Did I tell you or what."

Matt felt something wrap around the cowl he wore, crossing the Sami level as his oculus,"Don't want this coming off, do we ? Nooo, then we'd have to kill you."The vox paused as the strong-armer was lifted to just below where the whatever was tied."Now, my grandmother always told me a man, a real number man is the type that always gives as good as he gets."

'' What do you entail,"matt asked,"by gives ?"

"fountainhead, you got head, and from what I saw, enjoyable head. Now you give head."

"To who ?"Matt asked, not liking the focal point this conversation was going.

"Does it matter, giving promontory is giving head, you choose what flavor you want, banana or strawberry ?"

"nookie that stochasticity, I ain't no fag. You can go have it away ‘ ooof'”.

lustrelessness's defiance was cut off by a heavy punch to the stomach. As his mouth gaped, expelling all his breath and his soundbox lean forward in response to the punch, he felt something enter deep in his mouth.

"visual perception how fast your nous bowed to take that putz, are you for certain you're not a fag, or do you just like strawberry mark ?"Matt felt something held to is mind,"Now, either that rooster in your mouth goes off, or my gun does."

Matt knew his alternative were limited so, trying to emulate what had been done to him ; he chose the preferable ( ? ) option closing his sassing around the strawberry mark flavored tower. To keep from vomiting, Matt attempted to focus his attention away from what he was doing, but his thoughts kept drawing him back,"It actually tastes like genuine strawberry mark, not that fake stuff you find in so many confect and milkshakes."

mat felt the interloper moving in his backtalk and soon found his tongue lifting to enjoy the sentience of something rubbing along it. Combining the taste and the feeling his mouth was enjoying, it didn't take long for Matt to try to perfect his technique. ‘ Odd,'he thought, ‘ I wonder if all the guys who get grossed out even thinking about doing this have ever tried it, or maybe they don't like strawberry.'

lustrelessness was considering altering his method acting when he felt a pair of hands take him by the head and the target of his consideration thrust trench in his lip reaching into his pharynx causing him to gag as he felt it throb there.

As the throbbing lessened, Matt felt the strawberry taste slide from his mouth. He gagged and coughed for a fiddling while, but managed to retrieve his intimation in time to assume a banana flavored object into his mouth.

What previously would have sickened him now became a full stop of interest. ‘ good story,'he thought, ‘ why did it claim something like this for me to discover how well bananas and strawberry go together ?'matte found himself enjoying both the flavors in his mouth and the flavour of the erection stroking his glossa. As well as potential, he tried to impress his headland in rhythm with the banana, increasing the gratifying aesthesis in his mouth to the point he ( almost ) wondered what it would feel like without the condom when, obviously not having the toughness of strawberry guy, banana dick began a shudder massage of his throat.

"Not bad,"the spokesperson returned as banana dick slid from matte's mouth,"didn't even gag that time. Too bad there are no more flavored condoms, only those with redundant lube, and trust me, they don't appreciation that effective, but,"lusterlessness felt his handwriting being untied from the chair before his physical structure was pulled up and his bloomers pulled down,"fortunately for you, or unfortunately depending on your point of view, you don't have taste buds where this is going."

"Hey, no ..."Matt began to dissent until he felt the gun to his head.

"Don't tense, relax."Matt heard the voice say while he was being bent and held over a table,"It'll draw this easier."

flatness felt the lubrication of the condom rub around his puckered sphincter muscle and he immediately became tense.

"Fine,"the interpreter chuckled,"have it your way, I prefer them tight anyway."

Matt grunted his discomfort as his anus stretched to accept the bulbous forefront of the invading penis and found little, if any, comfort when the head passed through and his anal muscles tightened around the narrow pecker, which felt endlessly long going in."Now the fun part."the voice warned as he felt the backbone and forth grazing along his prostate and rectal heftiness. As his ‘ buff'( ? ) quickened his motions, mat found it easier to loose. He wouldn't say he was enjoying it, but it wasn't as uncomfortable as he thought it would be.
"feel at this,"a new vocalization laughed out as matte's erect prick was grabbed by a gloved hand,"he likes it, let's see how much."and the gloved bridge player began to jerk him off.

Matt felt his coming building fasting. The feeling of his prostate being massaged while somebody was stroking him off was too much for him to withstand and he felt his spermatozoan explode from his still condom enclothe rooster just before he felt the condom in his ass pulsate.
matt collapsed to the trading floor from debilitation and discomfort as his assaulter, teasing him about how lots he seemed to enjoy it, patted each other on the back and left .