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But most of off the jeans showed off his enormous dick bulge. " The teenage delivery boys stood there staring at the high school student dressed in the thin satin posing pouch and nothing else. Paul'pubic hair looked wild above it like it was bursting out of the pouch. Matt was telling them about some girl he had fucked. So young Paul Marshall touched another boy's balls for the first time in his life. Of course they would never marry a black boy, but getting fucked by one was something else again. "Lick up and down the whole sweaty ass crack first! Paul licked the teenager's ass crack from the base of the balls to the top of the crack. But you'll do just fine." He could have had Paul suck on his young muscular ass all day, but his break time was running out and he had not blown his load. Before long, the jock arched his back and with his nuts bouncing on Paul's chin, he shot a terrific load of sperm right down the sucker's throat. " he hissed, working his thick dick deeper into the boy's throat and spurting his jizz into Paul's gullet. My dad let's me close it for my breaks, but he gets pissed if customers complain. He would need to go through the woods that backed the mall and around the long way, through back yards and along the railroad tracks. So why don't you get started and give us a demonstration of how you will do it? His fat dick hung sweaty and long over teen swollen cum filled fuckbags, a boy, a young god, after a day of high school. There must be more, twenty or so of them, all naked and rowdy, walking bareassed through the locker room toward the showers. " Matt beamed as he strolled into the shower room, followed by eight or nine other naked jocks. " First, I want you to lick all this sports sweat off my body, paying particular attention to my balls, sweaty asshole and armpits. It's going to be like this every fucking day from now on. Paul lay curled up in a fetal position in the corner of the locker room. Some jerked off into their own hands while Paul sucked on their assholes, and then rubbed the cum all over the boy's face. How could he suck twenty-three cocks every single day? Dirty fucking high school boys who think about only one fucking thing in life! He wanted to puke, but he knew that would anger Matt. He gets some kind of pleasure out of controlling you. The fun of it will pass and Matt will move on to some other kid he can abuse. His eyes passed over His bro to his dad, hands shaking as he filmed the whole thing. It will all be over soon." Her hands gently tickld Paul's fucksack to try to bring back his erection. Paul's toes curled and he pushed his heels against the hard wood of the table as he lifted his tight young ass up and flicked his own nipples. Neither Paul nor Maria had the heart to tell Bud that they had been forced to fuck by Matt. Paul's big brother was grateful that Paul was going through all of this agony to help the family, but at the same time, he was angry that this high school boy was rubbing his dick on his new bride. In the morning, Paul woke from his light sleep first, feeling something wet on him.

Everyone knew that the only kid in the entire school who had a bigger dick than Matt Henshaw was the nigger foreign exchange student from some Africa or someplace. And speaking of bursting out, when the self-conscious boy moved in even the slightest wrong way, which really meant moved at all, some of his scrotum flesh was clearly visable on the sides of the too slender satin material. So he rinsed off the second one and quickly hosed the third. The three delivery boys were lounging around the kitchen having a beer. "Imagine, dudes, opening up that tight hairless little thirteen year old pussy. Imagine the gaul of the cunt to ask if I would wear a condom! She wanted my dick from the first time she saw me on the sports field. because my fucking dick is so huge, even with the pants open and the zipepr down, it is still trapped by the jeans. He once again dug his fingers into the trousers hanging about Matt's slender hips and this time he lifted out the boy's heavy loose hanging scrotum. Some guys just have everything going for them in life. Paul stood there totally naked and humiliated while the girls argued about the merits of black cock. Finally they turned their attention back to the terrified boy and told him to go ahead and try on the thong. What happens if Paul gets a big old hard on at the gym. Paul, you'd better give yourself a hard on and let us see." Well it was stupid. How the fuck are you going to explain all of this to mall security? Then he tongued the asshole itself, flicking his tongue over thecorrugatedwrinkle of the hole. Paul's stomach already sloshed with cum, and this new load, made him want to vomit. He swallowed dutifully, and eventually the cock stopped spitting and started to grow flaccid. Come on, let's get you out of here." "Look, Fuckface, Matt's orders were for me to help you get out of the mall naked without being seen. "Oh God, I am so scared." Paul said, but it got him no sympathy from the jock who just kind of chuckled nervously. " He opened the large metal doors and at the same time gave Paul a rough shove. They were still quite red from the beating he had taken the day before."Looks like somebody's been whipping your ass, Paul? Are you a little fucking slut who lets the boy's whip you and fuck you? I'll be fucking you all the time." The poor young teacher really was quite crazed. All the pent up emotions of being a frustrated faggot were finally coming out. You can skip college and just get fucked by me all the time. When I'm not fucking you, I'll keep nice big dildos up your cunt to keep it open for me."Mr. It wasn't for a moment that Paul even saw the dozen or so other naked teens crowing behind Matt. And Paul was kneeling pale and trembling,unclothedand vulnerable on the shower floor. Then, while I shower, you can lick the balls and assholes and stinking pits of the other guys. Paul could smell the sweat stink on the boy from his sport's activity. He felt that he simply could not take any more abuse. His slender pale teenage body was covered with cum. It ran from his handsome face like melting ice cream. At times, Paul jerked a prick in each hand while he sucked on a third. Finally the showers had come on, the boys cleaned themselves and still joking about various cunts at the school and the faggots and the teachers, they left the shower area to dress and go home. Matt looked down at the totally beaten boy curled in a tiny ball in the corner. He will take the house, take our jobs and worse, conjure up some story about us cheating the company so we will go to prison. Your brother and I will go to prison unless you help us out. But for now, I am afraid, your servitude to him is the only thing keeping our family safe. Then his eyes came to rest on the infinitely sad face of his sweet mother. She remembered when he was just a little boy and she would cuddle and hug him to sleep. His mother's hand began pumping up and down, gently moving the skin of her son's fat cock. He looked down to see his big brother's huge erect penis leaking all over Paul's stomach and crotch. Pre-cum poured out of the thick hunk of fuckmeat and soaked Paul's crotch, prick and balls.

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.

The stores owned by Matt's father also extended credit to the famlies, so they were always in his debt. Paul shrugged, pretending not to care, but the trickle of sweat dripping from his armpits was from fear not from heat. The pouch rode so low that all his pubic hair and even a bit of his dick root was totally visable. You might know some of them from around town." Paul tried to hide behind the cars as much as he could. They were tough public school kids who resented anyone who went to the private school. Paul didn't know if it was soapsuds and hose water running down his well built body, or the sweat of fear and humiliation. Paul's own chest heaved with stress, as he reached up and dug his fingers gently into the older boy's jeans. For the first time in his young life, the dick flesh of another boy. It is going to fuck alot of cunt at the party tonight, and so it needs to prepare. But as a wife, she resigned herself to her husband's needs. And now his little brother was slamming his dick into her cunt. He was out of his mind, not only with fear and hatred, but now with lust also. Watching little kids fuck for the very first time was a real thrill to him. "You may have sucked his dick, but so has every good looking girl in town. He wrapped an arm around her, and the other girls were jealous. A high school boy at the mercy of a bunch of female students and sales clerks. With a groan and a sigh, he peeled down his underpants, leaving himself totally bare assed naked in front of the girls. He would be a cocksucker for life, even if he never sucked another one. "Fucking liar, Matt said you gave a really good ass suck. " The jock turned and presented his muscular ass cheeks with their deep crack to Paul. I don't need to get caught up in the middle of all this." The kid led Paul to the rear of the store and into some kind of back store room. He's been seducing me and sending me notes, and I just lost control. His dick deflating and leaking even more fuckslime. Asswipe Teacher, you have done this kind of thing before, and we all know it. Yeah, he is dick crazy, but It was me who sent the notes. If you miss a single day, we go to the principal with the photos. He pushed Paul down over his desk, looking at the beautiful smooth pale asscheeks with the deep crack. Paul let out a muffled scream, shoving his own fist in his mouth to silence the cry. At Four Thirty, he waited naked in the locker room showers. The other boys were outside having sports practice. Then he heard laughing and the rude banter of high school boys coming in from outside. He was about to let his dad and mom see his teenage dick and balls. They were all under the control of this sadistic teenage monster. Finally a bit of clear fluid appeared at the pisshole. He knew his father would be taking videos on Matt's orders. The teenage prick felt so good in her hand, she felt positively guilty. If he faced his brother, his cock rubbed his bro's muscular ass crack.

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But Matt had always had all the younger girls at the high school drooling over his big jock dick, and now suddenly several of the chicks had made comments that Paul Sawyer was really cute, and that they would like to date him. Toss your clothes to me, and I will take them inside so they don't get all wrinkled." Matt took Paul's clothes, leaving the high school junior standing there in just his white underpants. Paul finished with the first car and moved on to the second which was closer to the street. Well, my thing is a big thing, but kisssing it is not such a big thing. A couple of inches of wood slipped into his asshole. Her entire body trembling from fear and shame, Maria hoisted her slender form up onto the huge desk. Paul was sobbing as he stood there still pinching his nipples. Pauls ass cheeks pushed out the shorts in the rear and rose and fell like a faggot pole dancer as he walked. And smile as you pass that den of Cub Scouts over there. A group of cub scouts were hooting and jumping around Paul, pointing at his wet leaking dick which clearly showed through the pink material of the tiny shorts and the white underpants beneath. We need to break that stubborn arrogant streak in you. The bullies chucked as they watched Paul arch his back in pain and try to pull his face off the fucking dick. Matt fucked and twisted the thin wooden stick up the boy's raw raped hole. He tried to go into the boy's room to expel it, but two of Matt's pals wouldn't let him enter.