Many of the students said this partly because they had to butter up Matt because their dads worked for Matt's Dad. He would walk his muscular young athletes body around the locker room and his fat fuckmeat would swing over balls the size of peaches. Tim, a red haired kid who was long and lean spoke up. You can talk to your dad about getting us summer jobs in one of his plants. High school senior Matt Henshaw had a large toothy smile. "Come on Paul, you still have my room to clean and the bathrooms." Paul leaned over, his muscular young ass cheeks spreading as he did so, to pick up the tiny satin pouch. There were five jocks crammed in the tent, and it smelled like boy sex. He was crawling bare assed naked from teenage jock to teenage jock licking their dicks and balls. Paul was a fucking mess when Matt and the high school boys finished with him. Eventually he knew he had to move, to get up, get dressed, and get out of the tend and the mall before he was discovered. He was totally bare assed naked in a tent in a store without anything to cover himself. Paul bolted across the concrete of the parking lot and ducked down between two cars. Surly Matt must sense that this had gone much too far. He would beg Matt to go on to some other kid, to have his fun if he must, but to leave Paul alone. Paul made it home and through the rest of the day unmolested, undamaged, and under a state of shocked confusion. " Too weak to protest any longer, Paul reached out for the soap and picked it up. He burped and cum ran from his nose and from the corner of his mouth. Matt lifted one naked foot and pushed Paul in the cum coated face with it. He pushed the bar of soap against his asscunt and after a second the swollen ass lips opened to accept the large hunk of soap. We want to reward you for your excellent cocksucking today. And some of the guys will want to fuck your pussy too, after they relax a bit and get into it. Let's get going." He padded on bare feet over to Paul and kicked him in the ass. Would he tell them them he had been fucked in the ass and made to suck cock? He especially didn't want his mother to hear such things. She was still totally ashamed because she had been fucked by Paul. Also they could not help but notice, with Paul's young ass up in the air, that his asshole was all red and swollen. "I feel sorry for Paul, and we all have to help him however we can." She did. She knew hos shy teenage boys are about their still developing bodies. Assholes like Matt Henshaw flaunted their heavy dicks in front of girls. There was a knock at the kitchen door and Matt and two of his high school chums entered, big smiles on their faces.

He would stand there scratching his nuts in front of underclassmen, and the younger boys would just stare at that immense fucker in awe. All covered with grime and dirt." "Naw, they need to be washed. Wash them real good so all the kids can see how beautiful they are when they arrive tonight. What will your poor bro do with a new wife and no job. He stood in front of the four teenage boys and raised the strap to his mouth. I thought he was okay too, until one day I caught him scoping out my fuckmeat in the locker room. Paul's head swam as he crawled naked, his balls and dick swinging, his tongue out of his mouth lapping at the wet leaking swollen pricks and the sweat slick scrotums of the teenage jocks. There were five jocks crammed in the tent, and it smelled like boy sex. The only ray of hope in all of this was that perhaps Matt was finished with him. Then, bent over, he tried to get lost in the maze of parked autos. Once Paul skirted a Chevy Cavelier only to run into a boy of about thirteen with his mother. He must know that Paul simply could not take any more abuse. He hardly spoke to his handsome manly brother who loed to muss up Paul's hair and slap him on the back. Harding's hand left Paul's nipple and went down behind the boy and grabbed and asscheek. Still lying on the tiled shower room floor, he put the soap into his own mouth. He grunted in numb pain as the soap nestled itself deeply in his rectum like some giant turd. The second bar pushed the first deeper into his bowels. Paul didn't know if Matt had been speaking to him or his buddies. the soap in his ass was slowly melting, sending trails of soap suds out of his hole. It's going to be fun, just wait." Only half the words registered on the poor boy's befuddled mind. Paul crawled from the shower room amid the swinging dicks of the jocular jocks. You will lick and suck the skid marks from the ass straps. You put some soap and water in your mouth and then suck on the jock straps. If the soap up your ass melts before you get to your job, I'm sure you have more soap around at home. Paul was left in the kitchen while Matt chatted with Paul's dad and mom and older brother. They assumed that the only thing any girl wanted out of life was to service a big fat cock twenty-four-seven. "Hello Marshall Family, how are you this fine morning?

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So Matt was not very happy about the dickcompetitionfrom the nigger exchange student. Maybe you and your brother take turns wearing them, huh? "Now, strip before I lose my patience." Paul blinked. That's what Bitches need, " yelled dark haired, handsome Tony Caruso. I wish they would get that into their dumb fucking skulls. If they realized that all we want them for is a fucking dick dump." He laughed and sucked on the neck of his beer bottle. Still, he was terrified and humiliated and shamefully embarrassed. Well, considering your posing strap, you might prefer a nice frilly pink slip! Red headed tim, put a hand down to his own large dick lump and squeezed himself through his pants. The atmosphere in the kitchen was heavy withtestosterone. He wanted to push Matt away and run from the house, but he also knew he was trapped. The carpeting beneath his naked feet making him feel all the more vulnerable. Use your credit card to buy them all, it only comes to a little over a hundred dollars. I warned you about that." Paul was crawling naked in a tent in a sporting good's store in a large mall. He lay in exhausted agony on the floor in the tent in the middle of the sporting goods store in the mall. How long he sat there, terrified to eve breath, lest someone hear him, he didn't know. And then, to his complete horror, the tent flap lifted and light from the store poured in and covered his bare assed cum covered body. Now Paul's cute round ass was revealed to everyone. He spun around and started to run for the mall entrance. More then seventy people were following him toward the mall entrance, shouting and calling him names. He began to make his long journey home, naked and bruised. At first the water from the showers had been a blessing, but one clever young man had announced that it would be more fun to turn the water off and shower after they had showered poor Paul with fuckslop! The guys actually lined up to be dick sucked by their former friend. They stood their with their flaccid dicks swinging, cruel smiles on their faces. Matt stood there playing with his naked flaccid dick and full young balls right in front of his buddies. " Paul swung his head from side to side almost as if he did not comprehend what had been said to him. Almost in slow motion, he reached for it and picked it up. Paul's mom started to cry and her husband had to hold her to comfort her. They would take our house, our car, everything." "Paul, your father fought in a war. Those who did, put their lives back together again. She saw his fat dick once again only half hard with a long string of pre-fuck hanging from the broad pisshole. And his massive leaking dick stood out from his muscular body like an crow bar. Paul kept eyeing the bowl of cereal on the floor for him.

The guys had always commented on what a huge, awesome cock Matt had. Now come on be a sport and strip down to your underpants for me. Remember I can engineer a nice raise for your dad and bro. He felt like he wanted to cry, but he knew he didn't dare. He kicked off his trainers and peeled off his white socks. He stood there bare chested, his nipples hardening in the morning air. His full young lips encircled the cold long neck of the beer bottle. As he moved nervously from naked foot to naked foot, his big boy dick swung from side to side. These dirty fucking teenage boys were having nasty thoughts. It's the price you pay for being poor and at the mercy of the upper classes. He was crawling bare assed naked from teenage jock to teenage jock licking their dicks and balls. Paul was crawling naked in a tent in a sporting good's store in a large mall. His body ached, and his asshole throbbed from the stretching it had taken. A crowd of about fifty had gathered to look at the naked boy. He ran faster and faster, pushing through people entering the mall. Out, out into the sunlight of the main parking lot. Over one hundred people moving toward him, stopping and pointing at his bare assed body. People closing in on him from that direction, now led by a security guard, yelling into a walkie-talkie. Little did he know that what had happened to him during this horrible weekend was nothing compared with the abuse he would have to face at school the next day. I'll give you all the fucking you need." His hand slid in between Paul's ass globes and fingered the moist asshole. "Wash out your fucking dirty cocksucker mouth with the soap! "There was no mercy, no humanity in this wealthy high school thug. He was totally one hundred percent comfortable with himself in every way. He reached back and spread his own firm young ass cheeks and positioned the large bar of soap at his abused recently teacher fucked asshole. Would he tell them about what he had been made to do? They tried to eat like a normal family, but the naked boy on the floor, sticking his face into his food, made it very difficult. He saw young men only a bit older than you with their arms and legs blown off. If they can go through that, you can go through this! She saw his huge cum laden balls swing and hit his thighs. He would have to crawl down there like an animal to eat it, and they would have to watch.

Many fourteen year old boys at the school prayed at night that they would develop a dick like Matt Henshaw. Paul looked around, totally surprised that Matt Henshaw would talk to him. My folks are out of town for the weekend and I need lots of help setting stuff up. " He slapped Paul gently on the back, and then his hand lingered on Paul's naked neck. What would happen do you suppose if they both lost their jobs. That would be a terrible shame." Nine O'clock Saturday morning, Paul rang the door bell on Matt's father's mansion. It took a few minutes, and then Matt answered the door. There is a bucket and sponge and hose and shit over there. I got to call up some of the girls coming tonight and lien up some fucks for my buddies. You probably don't have all that many to begin with. He took the waist strings and put them in his mouth, letting the pouch hang on his chest. I don't mean just a casual glance to size me up, like a guy will do. In his poor tortured teenage mind, he wanted to sort things out. Paul's head swam as he crawled naked, his balls and dick swinging, his tongue out of his mouth lapping at the wet leaking swollen pricks and the sweat slick scrotums of the teenage jocks. Perhaps this had been the ultimate torture, and now he would be left alone to pick up the pieces of his life. he could not go every day, facing at least ten guys who had worked him over and scads of other teens who had seen him humiliated at the party. The woman screamed, but the boy looked at Paul's swinging dick with delight. His brother had always been a very phyical, horsing around, macho type guy. The problem was, Matt Henshaw's dad owned the town. so he was not only rich and handsome, he also was hung like a fucking horse. As Paul lay there culrled up in a tiny ball in his bed, he felt his own dick get rock hard as he thought of the bully and what he had done. At first I thought they were jut cruel jokes to make fun of me, but now I see that they were real. For a few seconds there was nothing, and then the soap began to bubble and foam up. He looked back at the lake up puked up cum in front of him and bent his head to continue licking. And Paul tried to insert a second bar of soap up his fucked up ass cunt. When the boy coughed, cum bubbled up from his stomach. Paul looked down into the cardboard box of twisted stained athletic supporters. You will clean every fucking prick pouch with your faggot tongue. Just to make sure you don't cheat us, you will perform you cleaning task in front of your webcam so we can watch you while we do our homework." Matt threw some clothes at the boy. They consisted of a pair of very small shorts like a boy in fourth or fifth grade might wear and a wife beater strap style under shirt, also much too small for him. They drove Paul home, once more in the trunk of the car, but when they let him out, he was shocked and disturbed to hear that Matt was going to accompany him into his home. Matt even put an arm around Paul's shoulder as they walked up toward the house. Marshall, If you would allow me a word alone with you and your husband, and perhaps your older son for just a minute, I think I can explain everything." Paul panicked. It's true, Maria did love her new husband's fat fucker, but she was hardly obsessed with it. Then he hung up and with his face white as a sheet, he looked at his family. I hope you slept well." Matt Henshaw gloated at the sick humiliated faces he saw before him.

I mean, shit, how could a guy even date a girl from the school when they all knew about Matt's dick. Paul was no slouch in the looks department, and perhaps that made Matt even more angry. I bet he's got his dick in his new little bride all day and night." He added a little chuckle to his broad smile. Times are so hard right now, and your bro just married to some young slut. He was wearing very small tight white gym shorts, and his cock and balls were obscenely on display. If you need me, I'll be on the phone." Matt turned and walked a few steps. I noticed at school, your wardrobe is rather limited. No, I mean he was practically drooling like a fourteen year old cunt in heat. He felt somehow if he could only sort things out, the horror would stop. "If he's not doing a good enough job or getting around fast enough, just slap his nutsack good and hard." Matt Henshaw said with a laugh in his cruel, sexy voice. In his poor tortured teenage mind, he wanted to sort things out. Paul ran his hand over his face and it came away covered with slime. Paul turned to his left and ran between rows of cars. His cum streaked body was not battered and bruised. He slapped Paul's ass like he had done for years and called him "faggot" in his kidding way. If Matt exerted pressure, Paul would be unable to change schools. He started to think about Matt Henshaw and his enormous dick. Paul thought about having to suck Matt's dick and balls and ass right in front of the other guys. The horrid taste of soap filled his mouth and ran down his throat. He spit the soap out and knelt up to puke up the contents of his stomach. " Paul, on hands and knees crawled across the floor toward Matt. Matt kicked and a second bar of soap slid across the tiled shower room floor toward him. The mesh pouches were stretched out of shape by hefty teenage cocks and balls and the material was thick and stiff with boy cock leak and piss. The shorts were very small, hardly rising up beyond Paul's ass crack in the rear and his pubic mound in front. Paul drank the glass of piss and ate the cum soggy pizza. And after, he was allowed to don his shorts and follow the waiter into the boys toilet to give the kid a blow job. The door was opened by Paul's mom, a shocked look on hr face as well. She did hold it most of the night while they slept, and she would often scoot down and suck on it a little while he was sound asleep. Then he looked down at the cereal bowl on the floor.

Of course Matt had made certain that each and every whack of the wooden spoon had landed directly on one of Paul's tender young teen nuts. The salesman on duty was also a kid from the school, so that did help somewhat. Now with your tongue fucking in and out of my shithole, suck on my asshole. He will suck our asses after sports practice, while they are nice and sweaty. He would warn the boys to be quiet if any store customers approached. " Matt smile, rocking back and forth on the boy's face. From now on Paul will be sucking all your assholes at school every day. Rumor is you sleep in bed with them with your brother's cock in your mouth all night. I SAID, FUCKHOLE, YOU ARE TO GET AND MAINTAIN A FULL ERECTION FOR THE ENTIRE DAY! " The young faggot teacher was almost out of his mind with lust. then he unbuttoned the jeans and the pressure from Paul's dick made the zipper go down. Harding spread the pants and reached in and hauled out Paul's throbbing leaking dick! They said hello to Matt, and then fell apart in fits of laughter looking at Paul. His only hope was that the table prevented anyone from seeing him. The Pizza waiter, a kid from another high school came over. Suddenly Matt knocked the napkin wrapped utensils onto the floor. The guys at the table roared and Paul got tears in his eyes. We are punishing him for staring at our dicks in the locker room all the time. The young kids were really impressed that the most important boy in town and a high school senior jock would talk to them. Long strings of fuck criss-crossed the cheese andpepperoni. His fat teenage dick and balls swung between his legs and his ass rode high as he knelt there on the kitchen floor. Finally Paul's older brother said, "We forgot." Matt clicked his teeth and shook his head. Well, then tonight Paul will have to be punished for your mistakes.

There, now you have a nice smooth dickhead to kiss. And for Pete's sakes, make it a nice long kiss, not just some little peck. Think how proud and happy you will be when you know that you saved your family and gave them security in these hard economic times. How about a round of applause for Dick Kisser Paul! Sex magazines go in the closet, school stuff on the desk, cd's in the rack. He wanted desperately to remove the broom from his asshole, but he knew he didn't dare, or Matt and the delivery boys would only think of worse things to make him do...perhaps suck their dicks. But the cloth was totally stiff and stuck together. It was the rag that Matt shot into when he was in bed and needed to blow a load. Shit, I know at least ten bitches who beg me for a taste of my spooge every single day. I'll make lunch for you when you have this bathroom spotless. I thought she might want to tell your brother and your parents." "It's a lie, Maria. He would take back our house and destroy us, if I didn't do all this stuff. He told her how much he enjoyed his dick in her mouth while he relaxed and watched television in the evening. She loved her new hubby with every fiber of her attractive young body and soul. He also threatened to ruin our whole family and take back our house, and all kinds of shit." Matt Henshaw smiled. Paul sat naked on the end of his bed, shaking with fear at the realization that all that had happened was not in fact a horrible nightmare and nothing more. Saturday morning brought the hope of a new beginning for Maria anyway. Unless of course you want your parents to see you in your new pink outfit. As he tried to stretch the pink tee shirt enough to get it over his shoulders, he noticed that on the back was his name PAUL MARSHALL..They felt it was demeaning to the school to have someone of Paul's cass getting a higher academic average than they had. He filled it with water and got to work on the first car. He looked at the amazing half-hard naked dick hanging there over the huge balls in front of him. He held his mouth there for ten seconds in a mock kiss. Matt and the delivery boys were in the kitchen looking at porno on Matt's laptop. I'm gonna write this one and tell her I might consider fucking her if she sends me a picture of herself fucking a baseball bat." The guys laughed and Paul moved to the work closet. I wore it for about a month without washing it and it really stinks. The four boys in the room moved around for a better view of the teen's asshole. Then the door opened and Matt entered, that charming smile on his face as always. "Hey, hey hey, we are just having a little fun, Dude, no need to get nasty. " Matt sauntered around the room, testing surfaces for dust. Just in case some kids want to come up here and use my bed to fuck tonight. His big teen balls jiggled and danced as he moved from foot to foot trying to ease the pain. You husband never needs to know." With a gasp of shame and defeat the poor beautiful girl began to take off her clothes. So that if Paul had made her pregnant, she could blame it on this "crazy unprotected" morning fuck. That someone was Jim Butcher, a kid in Paul's class who, while not as wealthy as the Henshaws, had a family in the top ten in the town. They kind of just concentrated on what they were doing and didn't say much. Printed on the pink tee shirt was the word, "COCKSUCKER." Then there were the pink girl shorts and the flip flops with little plastic pink flowers on them. His mouth hung slack and his eyes were glazed over. Like an idiot he scanned the room, what was he looking for. When they got to the car, Paul could see that another boy from school, Pete Jones was in the rear seat. Jim steered Paul into the car and the boys sat on either side of him. They rode around town for almost an hour, and three times, Paul had to leave the vehicle and stand facing he knew not what and remove his cape. Just tell yourself it's something you have to do to help others. I was reading this book on the Second World War, and you know, it is amazing what people can put up with if they have to. Without lube, the inner ass lining wanted to come out withe the cock, and it was really painful. Now go around the other side of the desk and shove it in the bitch's mouth! " Big swollen dick drooling and now covered with boy spit, the teacher, pants a tangle, waddled back around to the kid's ass and in one thrust plowed balls deep into the teenage asshole! To those of youwondering about my phrasiology, When a teenage male asshole is fucked enough, the shape and texture of it starts to change.It especially irked Matt, the handsome senior Jock Hero of the school. Inside, Matt stood talking on his cellphone and rubbing his dick and balls through his white gym shorts. Soon he had soap suds running off his smooth muscular body. So, I will be happy and you will be happy, believe me. Lean in and give my fat fucker a nice big kiss." Imagine the power you feel as a high school senior to have your dick kissed by another boy. To have a nice sweet popular boy at school on his knees kissing your schlong! Sweat ran down Paul's cheek and dripped from his chin. It all crusted with piss and ball sweat and dick drippings, and Paul asked if he could suck it clean for me." "You just never know when a guy is going to turn out to be a cocksucking faggot. I could sure use a good suck after looking at these twats on the internet." Paul froze in terror. He removed the broom and some polishing cloths from the closet. " Paul stood there holding the broom and looking totally stupid. He shook his sweat slick head and looked down at the broom. Paul maneuvered the broom handle so the the rounded tip was up against his tender teen virgin asshole. Jeez, Paul, can't you see we are just fooling around? Spooge and spit dripped from his lips, leaving pecker trails on his chin and chest. Imagine having to strip naked in front of seven males. Joe loved to have her naked whenever they were alone, but living with his parents and Paul, they didn't have that chance very often. He was of course only too happy to fuck without a condom. Paul's father secretly hoped Paul was making friends with some of the wealthy influential kids in town. As Jim went up the stairs to Paul's room, he heard the sound of heavy fucking coming from Paul's brother's room. He heard Maria's grunts as the big dick slammed into her. Jim hadn't had that pleasure and his dick was randy as hell. Paul was seated at the foot of the bed, naked, looking at the floor. "SUCK MY FUCKING DICK YOU FUCKING COCKSUCKING FAGGOT, NOW! Paul as certain that his brother heard it in the room next door. He slipped off the bed onto his knees and crawled toward the fat uncut cock hanging from his classmate's pants. Jim grabbed Paul by the hair and dragged his cute young face into his dick and fucksack. he had to show his pink outfit with the ass and crotch hugging queer pink shorts and the obscene cut off tee shirt. Another sounded like older, senior citizens who said things like, "Shocking! Marshall with a son like that," and other horrible things. Don't think about your own discomfort or humiliation. I am really sorry about this, and I don't want to do this, but Matt insists." He reached down and began to finger Paul's dick through his shorts. But Paul was dressed enough to be allowed in the mall, and there was nothing they could do. Inner pink ass showed at the boy's ass lips as the fat cock popped free of the hole. Harding stood there looking mystified, his long fat fucker coated with ass slime. " It took only a second before a smile appeared on the teacher's face. He sobbed and his tears ran down onto the thick fat greasy cock invading his mouth. Paul arched up again, his dick and balls mashed against the edge of the desk, his asshole aflame! A cunt like opening is actually formed, the swollen, distended ass lips actually starting to look like cunt lips. Here, let me help you and pull some of that dickskin back. We are going to get along just fine, and all of this will be over in no time. Matt looked down like he was watching a scientific experiment. "You just keep that in your mouth and suck on it while you clean my room. He had already straightened up the room, and now he dusted the desk, the chair, the bed posts, the computer, the window sill, the posters of naked girls that Matt had on the wall. No reason you shouldn't enjoy yourself." "That a boy, Paul. "Do you know how many cunts would die to be able to suck my jerk off rag? Now I like my bathroom to be really clean, so you better do a good job on it. I tend to miss the toilet alot when I am drunk and I take a piss, so pay special attention to the floor around the toilet bowl. " "No, dumbwad, the toothbrush is for you to clean the bathroom. Now get down on your hands and knees and start to cleanl I want it done by lunch time. "Jeez Paul, it's one thing to trot around the party buck ass naked while you are giving blow jobs to the jocks, but you should have put on some duds before seeing your brand new sister-in-law." The guys in the room laughed heartily. " I was just explaining to your lovely sister-in-law here that you were a cocksucking faggot queer and often entertained us guys by sucking our dicks. He said he would ruin our family, he would cause Dad and Steve to lose their jobs. Paul's brother loved to fuck and Maria was still getting used to getting fucked three times a day. Her new husband was however very romantic and very patient. Matt removed his own swollen dick from his pants and twisted Paul's handsome head to one side and shot his load all over the boy's nose and mouth. " Believe it or not, one of Matt Henshaw's father's limo arrived to take Paul to the mall on Saturday morning. He was not as gentle as Paul, and his dick was bigger..longer and thicker. "That there is a cape to cover you with until we get to the mall. As he kissed, the sack seemed to move and envelop his face. Some sweat from the scrotum got on his face, carrying the odor of teen balls with it. At first it just tasted like dried, stiff material, but as Paul's spit lubricated the elastic cotton, the tastes of piss and salty cock and ball sweat became prevalent. He stood there with the handle of a broom shoved up his ass. Each time he even shifted weight on his big naked teen feet, the wooden handle of the broom would send waves of pain through his guts. Slowly he moved about the room, adjusting his positions to the broom hanging from his rectum. His hefty teenage dick pushed out the front of the shorts, betraying some arousal. No, he was just a normal teenage jock with a slight sadistic streak. Oh and Paul, while you are sucking on it, work that broom in and out of your ass a little. He sucked on the rag and slime worked it's way down over his tongue into his throat. Matt poured a bit of water onto the washcloth and watched as the dried sperm softened and grew thick and gelatinous. "Okay, toss out the cum rag, you have sucked it enough. Her hands went to her mouth as she stared wide eyed at the naked boy for a moment, and then she turned her head away. Then her eyes drifted down his naked body to where she could see part of his fat dick and full scrotum hanging out from behind his hands. Both Paul and his brother were very handsome young men. Paul collapsed on top of her, his dick still squirting in her cunt. If you are going to hang with me, we can't have you dressed like poor white trash, can we? She knew the boy was as helpless as she was, but he had still fucked his big teenage cock into her just married cunt, and she felt somehow abused by him too. Maria's new groom came home a bit drunk and of course wanted to fuck his wife, so she had to put up with more cock fucking into her as hard as it could.Even girls who had steady boyfriends would still suck Matt's dick when he wanted. I know you are having a hard time of it, and with the economy in such shitty shape and jobs so hard to find, well, I thought you might want to come over on Saturday and help me get set up for the party and do some stuff for me. He would try to get a job in one of Matt's Dad's factories over the summer. He wore a wife beater and his muscular arms flexed and glistened. He brushed one hand through his hair and cracked that big friendly smile. He had thought about this long and hard and knew he had little choice. He looked so stupid, totally naked, his nicely formed pecs heaving with stress, his dick swinging as he moved about. And try not to brush the top of the kitchen table with your dick as you unpack the boxes. Anyway guys, I was shocked, so I turned away and the faggots eyes got even bigger when he stared at my ass." Matt shook his head. Although the chicks say I do have an adorable butt. He walked naked over to the high school jock and stood there, posing pouch in his mouth, drool running from his chin. "You know, the chick would love sucking on these nuts, quite a mouthful. But you have to show me that you understand who I am and show me a bit of respect. "Now just climb up onto your knees." Slowly and painfully Paul got onto his knees. They hung rather low naturally and so were a perfect target for the teen's games. He knelt before the high school senior, who stood before him clad in nothing except his skin tight jeans. The guy who just lost Paul's mouth wasn't about to give up so easily. His huge dick throbbed and the piss hole spread wide. Matt threw himself off of the boy and rolled over, his own body glistening with sweat, his dick still drooling cum. Surly this could not be real, what was happening to him. The fat pink cockheads banging at his lips and leaving trails of pre-fuck. Someone grabbed Paul's ears and dragged him onto a fresh cock. Matt grunted and arched his back, his muscular pecs straining up in the dim light of the tent. Sweat ran down his pecs and across his hard stomach. In between swallowing what seemed like gallons of dick goo, he sobbed until he could not breath. Suddenly, whether he liked it or not, many of the kids at his school did think he really was a faggot and a cocksucker. He had had big leaking smelly cocks in his mouth and down his throat. He asked her if she wanted to go out sometime during the week, and she accepted. Paul's feet felt like lead as he climbed the stairs to the second floor. The singlet was also very tight and it didn't reach the shorts, leaving a large expanse of naked stomach. He hunched his shoulders over in shame as he entered the restaurant. The booth bench he was sitting on felt cold against his ass cheeks and a little cum squirted out of his ass. He didn't know how long he could keep jerking it without cumming. "I Think you will enjoy this so much better than milk on your cereal." It was obvious what it was. As he poured the urine from the bottle onto the cereal the harsh acidic aroma filled the kitchen.