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

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

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

We'd shoot kitty, talk about bitches they laid, require turns in shouting bout of beer and generally let the cat out of the bag crap, yarda yarda yarda, like ally do.

Ten age and not much has alteration, within our group.

That's the cutis on the out-of-door but on the at bottom these get-togethers are a great relief valve from secrets on the inside.

Somewhere between shoal finishing and five years before today, affair changed.

thing I dare not bring out to this grouping of long terminal figure friends nor dare not require to change.

Since I remember I had always been a pretty boy, ( longish blonde pilus with blue center, gamey malar bone with a slender jaw ) not much changed throughout my teen and into adulthood.

I had a slight barely 5ft 6 underframe at end of my schooling.

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

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

Here I was, this peel kid with man boobs and a pocket-sized cock.

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

athletic supporter were big goliath and wide-cut of confidence and then there I was a runt and a scaredy-cat.

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

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

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

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

I felt a pecker in my cervix and soon after I was out insensate and asleep.

I woke up dazed and confused and lightheaded.

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

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

After a patch once my centering came back to me, I wriggled around and managed to sit up against the backbone of the bed's head.

By using my toes and groundwork I managed to snuggle my hips and second joint, under a loose quilt.

The material felt nice, maybe satin.

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

My nipples felt stamp, as wickedness thoughts entered my mind.

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

One of then just walked by me, the early never took his oculus off me.

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

He walked right up to me and started to fidget with pant 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 sound boy and wrap your faggot lips around my nub,"He ordered.

I nodded no.

After all I wasn't a fag and simple persuasion, disgusted me.

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

Our eyes met again, I stared at his.

Then I cowered away from his.

What was the outcome was, that he was the boss

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

I took an anxious breath.

"Now get it nice and moist before taking it in your mouthpiece,"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 head and gently applying suction.

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

How did it arrive to this ?

My lingua licked and tried feasting on his rooster's head at times.

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

Now he was now controlling my question 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 60 minutes but was about five minutes, he stopped.

He threw me on my back and flipped me over.

My boldness on the quilt, when reached around my stomach and positioned my human knee and body the way he wanted.

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

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

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

My whole spirit I was tormented about being a faggot at shoal and denying it, now this total darkness buster was making me into one.

The botheration I felt or was feeling was nothing 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 cock a few meter, before pressing it firmly into my hole.

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

My back ached but share of my brain moved to my dick, and felt delight after pain.

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

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

I tried not to conceive that I had a blacken man's cock buried deep in my ass and what impression it will throw on my mind, afterward in the future.

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

I gradually felt used to his cock 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 stride was quickening.

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

He, must deliver noticed I wasn't resisting and started, fucking more firmly and faster.

By now I was in a euphoric Department of State and thought it wasn't feeling bad, as everyone in the existence claims.

He might possess beat me to death, if I kept resisting.

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

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

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

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

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

"Who's my weak 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 beef !"he asked.

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

I maybe enjoying it now but how will I tomorrow ?

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

"SO AM I,"He grunted.

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

I just took it.

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

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

He cut my bound carpus and threw a plug-in at me.

"Ring me is want more,"He said.

I rang him two days later, and another fuck academic session 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 work, as he pays the rent and leaves me $ 100 for supplies.

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

Like I said, for close to ten years I have been my Daddy's kick, something I dare not severalize a sole nor want to ruin anything good in my former life .