I slept for the rest of the day. My hole was sore and I felt like garbage for sinking that low. I had begged him to fuck me, literally cried for it! I ate my own load, licked his body clean…and I fucking loved every second of it. And the fact that it had been filmed, other people were going to see it…

 

It should have disgusted me but instead it just turned me on more.

 

When I didn’t come down for breakfast Rachel came and found me. I had the covers thrown over my head, wishing the world would just go away.

 

“Anyone alive in there?” She asked.

 

“Please leave me alone,” I whined, hating how weak I sounded.

 

She pulled the covers off of me, I looked up at her, ready to protest.

 

She had on a strip of cloth that was pretending to be a shirt. All it did was cover her nipples, the rest of her beautiful tits were on display. She was wearing a pair of jeans that looked spray painted on and her hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail, looking like a horse’s tail. 

 

She was incredible.

 

“Sean, you know I love you right?”

 

I nodded.

 

“So when I say this I say it out of love ok?”

 

Another nod.

 

“You ever tell me what to do again and I will cut off your balls and make you eat them for breakfast ok?”

 

Her voice never got louder, never got shrill, it was the same, friendly tone she always used. Except I could tell she meant every word of what she just said.

 

“Yes ma’am,” I answered meekly.

 

She smiled and just like that she was normal again, “Great, come downstairs and eat. Growing boy like you needs his calories.”

 

She got up and walked out, “And that means now.”

 

I got out of bed and jumped in the shower. My ass was sore as fuck, I honestly think he tore something when he fucked me.

 

A flash of him over me, that cock pounding my ass, the sensation of it filling me up completely…

 

My cock twitched and I groaned, fuck I was STILL turned on by it.

 

I dried off, threw on some clothes and headed down. Shayne and her were at the table talking, once again there was enough food to feed an army on the table. She looked up and smiled, “Dig in and then we can talk business.”

 

I nodded as I filled my plate. I was hungry, I had just crashed after the shoot last night, so it had been a good 12 hours since I ate anything, and even then I had been eating almost nothing to get ready for the shoot. So I put three of everything and started to chow down.

 

They kept talking about whatever as I ate, the food hit my stomach and I started to feel better. I downed two glasses of orang juice and finished my eggs. 

 

“You better?”

 

I nodded, still chewing.

 

“Good, so one, you were incredible yesterday. I think that was easily one of the best shoots I’ve ever seen. We’re editing it now, should be good to go by tonight. Because you did such a good job I am giving you a bonus for going above and beyond.” She pulled out a brand new iPhone and slid it across to me. “Open it up.”

 

I slid it open and a website was pulled up, it looked like a bank account. In it was 17,000! I looked up at her in shock.

 

“That’s what you’ve earned so far, that account is under your name and social, you can do whatever you want with it. Every time you shoot a scene or fool around in the house, you’ll get a deposit there. Good?”

 

I nodded, I never had this much money at the same time.

 

“Good, so that’s done. Second, to promote the scene we’re going to put you in the hot room for a live broadcast.”

 

“Hot room?”

 

Shayne said, “It’s a room that’s filled with cameras, you have a ear piece and and screens and people are paying to talk to you. The more you do the more they bid and the more money you make.”

 

“Bid?”

 

Rachel leaned forward, “There is a list of things, and the money amount for you to do them. People bid on them, and if they pony up the cash you do it. Some of the guys have walked out of there with close to 10 grand.”

 

10 grand? In a night?

 

“If you get a whale in there, you can make bank man,” Shayne added.

 

“Whale?”

 

“The people who bid on you are usually normal people. They will pay up to 50-100 bucks to talk to you and ask you to do stuff. But a whale is someone who will drop own thousands of dollars to get certain things done. If one of those wanders into your chat room you’re set because they don’t fuck around.”

 

“And the longer you stay in the more money you make,” Rachel explained. They have to pay based on the time, so the first hour is x amount and every hour after that it goes up. So at the end you’ll only have high paying people in your room, and that is when you cash out.”

 

Wow this sounds like a lot of money, I could use that.

 

“It’s going to take place the day after your scene with Ezra hits. So a lot of them will be curious to meet and talk with you. You ok with that?”

 

I nodded and then asked, “What if I said no?”

 

Rachel laughed, “I’d convince you otherwise.”

 

I smiled but she didn’t, and I felt a chill run down my spine.

 

“And lastly, your reward.”

 

I looked down at the phone and then to her, “More?”

 

She smiled, “Did you forget you get to fuck me?”

 

You know I had.

 

She laughed as my face lit up “Tonight, be clean and ready at eight, ok?”

 

“Yes ma’am.”

 

She smiled, “I like that ma’am shit a lot,” she finished her drink and stood up, “Ok you boys play nice, and I will see you tonight.”

 

She walked out and we both watched her leave.

 

Shayne looked at me with a wolf’s smile, “Excited?”

 

I nodded, goofy grin on my face.

 

“So you’re rich, wanna go shopping?”

 

He was right, I am rich!

 

“Can we go grab some clothes?”

 

“Bud we can do anything you want.”

 

I liked the sound of that.

 

“Let me change and we’l hit the stores.”

 

“Kickass!”

 

 

About twenty mints later Shayne came back down, talking to someone on his phone.

 

“Ok cool, yeah leaving now. Awesome see ya.”

 

He looked at me, “Ready?”

 

I nodded, “Who was that?”

 

“Friends of mine, wanted to know when we would be back.”

 

“Ok cool, so where to?”

 

“You my friend need some clothes like a crack addict need a rock. There’s an A&F at the mall, let’s go hit that and buy them out.”

 

“I am down for that,” I said as we walked to his car. God this Mustang was fucking sweet. I longed for one and then remembered, with the cash I was making I could buy one as well. That cheered me up as we drove into town.

 

There was a mid sized mall, it looked pretty empty which made sense. Businesses were open but not a lot of people were braving the outdoors yet. When we walked in the place looked deserted, just some family wandering around looking lost.

 

“It’s over here,” he said taking a right.

 

I followed, not believing I had 17 grand to my name. It felt like it was fucking Christmas. The store was easy to find, there was this fucking shirtless muscle stud out front, greeting people as they walked in. Jesus Christ, he was easily as built as I was, short blond hair, serious look, impressive six pack. He gave us a small smile and nodded as we walked in, I bet he got fucking mad pussy doing this.

 

The store was empty save the guy behind the counter and some kid looking through board shorts. The counter guy looked up and smiled, “Welcome to Abercrombie, need any help?”

 

He was a good looking guy too, which figures cause this place doesn’t hire doggos. He was skinny but the way the t-shirt hugged him you could tell he had some muscle mass under there. 

 

“My friend is on a shopping spree,” Shayne said patting my back, “So we’ll be trying a lot on.”

 

“Let me know if you need any help.”

 

We both nodded and started looking at the things.

 

We skimmed some shirts, fuck they were expensive! But then I had 17 grand in my pocket, I could afford a 50 dollar shirt if I wanted. I grabbed four of them and then headed over to the jeans. I was just picking up anything that looked good, I saw the kid who was in here go into a dressing room, leaving the place empty save us.

 

Shayne began wandering over to the caps while I checked out the long sleeved shirts, I was about to grab some when I heard a, “Hey!” From the dressing room.

 

I looked over and I could see he kid peeking around the door, “Hey, come here for a sec.”

 

I walked over, not sure what was going on.

 

“I need an opinion, are these too tight?”

 

He opened the door and I almost dropped the clothes I was holding. The only thing he had one was a pair of red board shorts that had the top button undone. This kid was…I mean…fuck me. He looked like an action figure he was so perfect. He had a good amount of muscle but was so toned that it looked unreal. I was bigger than him by far but what he had looked so much better than mine…I mean shit.

 

But that wasn’t what drew my eye, it was his cock.

 

Well the outline of it at least. There was a fucking snake sized bulge tucked down the right leg, it looked fucking insane on a kid his size. It was nearly halfway down his upper thigh and it was soft! I could see a dusting of trimmed, pubic hairs peeking from the waist band and I had to admit, this kid looked like a fucking porn star.

 

“Too tight right?” He asked, his eyes wide.

 

“Um, I mean…”

 

“Can you see my junk?” He asked looking down.

 

People in space could see this kid’s junk!

 

“Um, I mean yeah but…”

 

“It doesn’t feel tight, I mean feel…” he grabbed my hand and out it on his bulge, “See how it still has give?”

 

Jesus Christ this kid’s cock was…I mean…I swore I felt it start to harden under my fingertips, I had a sudden urge to rub the whole length of it when someone grabbed my shoulder and spun me around.

 

“You creeping on my little brother?’

 

It was the shirtless greeter and fuck me he looked bigger up close.

 

“No!” I said trying to take a step back “He was just..I mean…”

 

He looked down and saw my hand hard dick, fuck me the kid had turned me on!

 

“Yeah right, fucking faggot.” He turned to the clerk, “Hey Eli, we got a fag.”

 

Eli shook his head and walked over to the front door.

 

“No guys, look this was a mistake, I’m not a fag.”

 

“He was touching my dick,” the kid said from the dressing room.

 

I spun at him, “You put my hand on it!”

 

The kid looked at he greeter, “John, he’s lying.”

 

John spun me around again and pushed me into the center of the store. I dropped my clothes as I tripped and fell to my hands and knees. Eli had turned the lock on the door and lowered the shutters. Holy shit was I trapped in here?

 

“Shayne” I called out as John walked up to me, his fucking muscles tensing with each step.

 

Where the fuck was Shayne?

 

“You think you can come in here and fucking hit on my little brother?”

 

“No way man, I wasn’t…”

 

He knelt down and I flinched, fuck I didn’t want to get hit by this guy.

 

“Strip.”

 

I blinked in confusion, “What?”

 

“You heard me fag, strip.”

 

“This isn’t needed man, it was a mis…”

 

He reached over and tore my shirt off, “I’ll do the same with your fucking pants.”

 

Holy shit he was serious. I nodded and kicked my shoes off quickly. Standing up I undid my pants, “What are you gonna do?” I asked, never taking my eyes off of him.

 

“Well you wanna fag out on my little brother, I’m gonna give you something to fag out on.”

 

“I’m not a fag!” I tried to explain but he just glared at me and I slid my jeans off. “Please I’m not gay, don’t do this…”

 

“Should have thought of that before feeling my little brother up,” he said taking my jeans and tossing them behind the counter. “Keep going…”

 

Sighing I grabbed the waistband of my underwear, where the hell did Shayne go? Was he going to come back? I took them off and stepped out of them, my hands tried to cover my dick. John tossed them away as well and slapped my hands.

 

“Hands at your side, not like we haven’t seen a pussy before.”

 

I dropped my hands, wishing I could die.

 

“Not bad for a fag,” Eli said, suddenly next to me. He took my soft dick in his hand and started to play with it. He had stripped down too! He only had on a white jockstrap and socks, Jesus Christ he was ripped. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on him, his legs were insane as well. As I looked at his definition my dick started to harden and I knew I was sank.

 

“Not a fag!” John sneered, “No straight man would get hard from a guy jerking him off.”

 

I dropped my head in shame, how the fuck did I end up naked in a A&F being fondled by a stranger?

 

“Not a bad dick,” Eli said as I got harder.

 

“Yeah but he can’t beat this,” John said unbuttoning his jeans.

 

He dropped them and revealed the red jockstrap he had on, one that was barely containing his fucking horse cock! Jesus Christ he was big! I couldn’t look away as he stepped out of his jeans and tossed them aside. He pulled back the jockstrap and started to slowly stroke it.

 

“Yeah you like that? Seeing a real man’s cock?”

 

I swallowed hard, not sure what to say.

 

“Knees. Now.” He commanded.

 

Slowly I knelt down, shaking my head because I wanted out of here so bad. The look on his face made it pretty clear there was not talking him out of this. I was eye level with his dick now, and fuck it looked big.

 

“What are you waiting for? Fucking start worshipping that cock!”

 

Slowly I leaned forward and licked the tip of his dick. He made a groaning sound that I took as approval and began to work on his shaft. Maybe if I could get him off they’d let me go, god I hoped so. I kept licking up and down his shaft, t trying to cover the whole thing with spit. He grabbed the base of it and slapped it across my lips.

 

“Open, open your fucking mouth.”

 

I opened my mouth and he shoved that baseball bat in. Instantly I start choking but he grabs the back of my head and kept me in place. I could feel him push past my tongue and down my throat as I struggled to breathe. I tried to remember when Shayne did this to me and started to breathe through my nose as he just slammed his dick into my mouth. 

 

“Fuck yeah, feel that cock bitch, take my meat!”

 

I gripped his ass to steady myself as he pumped my mouth like there was no tomorrow. The only sounds in the store was his pelvis slapping my face and the gurgled sounds I made as I choked. I thought I was going to pass out when he pushed me off his cock and to the ground. I held my throat as I coughed, tears flooded my eyes as I struggled to breathe.

 

“No teeth, didn’t throw up, yeah he’s a fag.”

 

I shook my head but couldn’t talk.

 

“Take him for a spin Eli.”

 

Eli walked up to me, his hard cock in hand. He wasn’t as big as John thank god, he grabbed a chunk of my hair and pulled me into his cock. I didn’t choke this time as I felt his hard rod slide across my tongue. He began to piston in and out of my mouth with a good rhythm. He slapped the side of my head, “Work that cock motherfucker.”

 

I began to roll my tongue around his dick, my eyes closed in shame as I began to service some stranger on the floor of a A&F. 

 

“Is he,” John asked.

 

Eli nodded and grinned, “Oh yeah, he’s into it.”

 

I was so not into this.

 

He grabbed the back of my head with both hands and began to facefuck me in earnest. I tried to keep up with his pumps the best I could but it was a losing battle. I tasted a flood of precum and my eyes got wide as I realized he was gonna nut in my mouth!

 

I tried to talk around his cock, slapping his ass for him to pull out but he was thrusting faster and faster as he held my head in a death grip.

 

“Fucking take my load..” he growled as I felt his cock expand in my mouth. Hot cum hit the back of my throat as he unloaded in me. I could feel blast after blast of cum slide down my throat as he used me as a cum receptacle. 

 

When he was done he slipped his dick out of my mouth and slapped my cheek with his side ring member twice, “You fags give the best head.”

 

“Please,” I said finally finding my voice, “You had your fun, please let me go.”

 

“Fun?” John asked, stroking that giant cock, “We haven’t even started having fun yet.”

 

Eli walked behind the counter and tossed a bottle to John.

 

“Lube,” he said smearing some on his cock, “Never leave home with out it.”

 

He walked towards me and tossed it down next to me, “Get your ass lubed, you’re gonna need it.”

 

“Wait man, don’t do this…”

 

He paused, “Look cunt, this cock is going in you with or without lube, that’s your choice.”

 

That cock looked like it was going to tear me up either way, but I knew without would kill me. I took the bottle with shaking hands and poured some on my fingers.

 

“Please man, I’ll do anything you want. I’ll blow you guys again, just don’t fuck me.”

 

“Why?” He asked with a sneer, “You telling me you’ve never been fucked?”

 

I just froze and he started to laugh.

 

“That’s what I thought, come on slut, get your pussy wet already.”

 

I smeared my hole with lube, staring at that cock like it was a loaded gun. Jesus Christ I think he was bigger than Ezra. 

 

“Yeah you like that?” He asked seeing me stare at his cock, “That’s almost ten inches of Parker Pride right there.”

 

I swallowed hard as I poured more lube in my hand.

 

“Yeah get your cunt nice and sloppy, I’m about to stretch it wide.”

 

I nodded in fear and tried to shove the whole bottle up my ass. He started to walk towards me and I am pretty sure I let out a whimper.

 

He seemed to like that.

 

“Yeah you afraid? Most fags are when they see a real man’s cock up close. You all dream about it but once it’s in front of you…you panic.”

 

I thought about saying I wasn’t a fag again but these guys didn’t seem to be listening.

 

He crouched down and pulled my legs apart, “Come on sweetheart, spread those legs for daddy.”

 

Trying not to make a noise I spread my legs as he scooted between them. He lifted my legs up and I prayed that Shayne would come in and stop this. I felt his head slip through my cheeks and closed my eyes. He found my hole and pressed up against it.

 

“Hold on fag….it’s gonna be a bumpy ride.”

 

I held my breath as he pushed into me. My hole screamed in protest as his gigantic head tried to force its way into my tin little jock hole. 

 

“FUCK!” I screamed and John jerked his head.

 

“Eli, shut the fag up.”

 

Eli came over and lowered his ass down on my face.

 

“If I don’t feel your tongue working overtime I’m gonna break your face.”

 

His asshole was spread over my face, my screams were going nowhere. John’s cock had breached my hole and was slowly pushing it’s way into me, smashing the walls of my ass without pause. He just pushed in and kept going, all ten inches of fucking Texas beef filling me up, making my entire ass throb with pain.

 

“Come on,” Eli said bouncing on my head, slamming it against the shop floor.

 

I hesitantly extended my tongue and licked around his hole. 

 

“That’s it, harder…” he ordered.

 

Fuck! I licked harder and felt the tip of my tongue press against his hole, he sighed and I guess this is what he wanted. I focused on just his ass, trying my best to ignore the pain from the telephone pole being shoved into me. I reached up and grabbed his meaty thighs, this kid had to have been in track or something because he had some serious legs on him. I pulled his ass down onto my tongue and felt his hole fight against my pushing. 

 

For some reason that became my reason for existing. Everything else was fucking out of my control, but I could force my tongue up this jock’s ass, and nothing was going to stop me. I really started to stab at his hole, my tip slipping in a few times as he gasped with shock and delight.

 

“He doing it?’ John asked.

 

“Oh yeah…he can be taught…”

 

I forced my way into his resistant hole, his ass was like smooth rock but his hole was vulnerable and the more I pushed the more it went in. Finally I felt his hole just collapse and open up, my tongue shoving it way into him.

 

“Oh fuck yeah…right there…come on bitch eat me out…”

 

Knowing I had this kid spinning made me feel incredible. It was the one thing Ive accomplished today and I was going to run with it. I pushed my head up as I pulled his ass down and began to tongue fuck the jock’s exposed hole. He began pushing down with me as he started to call out, “Fuck yeah…oh fuck your tongue…shit man…come on…”

 

I was excited, this as turning me on!  

 

Eli cooed and moaned as I slurped his ass for over five minutes. Finally he moved away from my face, panting like he had run a mile.

 

“Jesus Christ…fucking fags love my ass…” he said with a smile.

 

“How you doing?” John asked slamming his cock into me.

 

I felt the air get knocked out of me as I realized I had spaced out everything but Eli’s hole. He was fucking me with that monster effortlessly, my ass had just given up the fight and was letting him slide that fucking massive cock in and out of me like a sloppy cunt.

 

“Yeah, you take this cock good…” he said, slamming me a couple of times in a row. “You like this shit?”

 

I shook my head, even though there wasn’t pain there was discomfort from having a baby’s arm up my ass! 

 

“Oh,” he mocked, “Hold on…let me change that.”

 

He moved his angle and shoved his dick downwards…

 

And my fucking boys spasmed.

 

“Ohhhh… I cried out, feeling him smash up against my prostate with the force of a car wreck.

 

“There it is, every fag has one They bitch and bitch but you find their little boypusssy,” He slammed down again and my head thrust back as I let out a deep moan that came from my soul.

 

“Yeah, that’s my cunt,” he said chuckling, keeping his thrusts upwards, throwing me higher and higher with each pump.

 

My mind started to get fuzzy as he pounded my boypus….prostate over and over. Each hit notched the pleasure up again and again, making it harder to focus on anything but his cock. I looked to my side, my mouth open and drool dripping down my cheek, and saw the display racks. I was in a fucking mall, I was being forced down on a store floor being raped by a pair of guys in broad daylight. The shame filled my mind as he kept hitting my fucking ass harder and harder. Fuck that cock, I thought I was big but this dick, this fucking dick…

 

It was happening again, I felt myself sliding towards that cliff I saw with Ezra. I scrambled to hold on, this wasn’t supposed to be fun, I wasn’t supposed to like this! These fucking kids were raping me for fuck’s sake…I can’t like it…

 

But I did. 

 

I started to thrust back into him and I knew I was sank.

 

“Oh…not a fag huh?’ John said feeling me gyrate under him. “Fucking muscle bitch, come in here acting all though and shit….no I’m not a fag, please don’t…” he teased in a girly voice, “And look at you now, fucking take my cock like a champ, pushing back to get more.”

 

He leaned forward and slammed me with all his might, I felt myself move up three inches from the impact, my vision actually spinning from his cock.

 

“You like that? You want that?”

 

Oh god I did, that the fuck was wrong with me? I had begged him not to fuck me but here I was, fucking wanting more of that fucking cock!

 

“Come on baby, admit it…you want more?” He hit me again and a moaned slipped out of my mouth.

 

He hit me three times, each one harder than the last and my cries got louder and louder…

 

Eli said, “John,” and gestured towards the window.

 

The shutters was down but you could see the silhouettes of to kids, trying to peek through.

 

“Oh look, he said with and evil smile, “You have an audience.” 

 

I looked away, trying to cover my face as he pumped that donkey cock into me over and over, making me bite my bottom lip to stop for crying out.

 

“What’s wrong?” He asked, still fucking me, “Shy?”

 

He pulled out with a wet squelch and pulled me to my feet. I was so out of it I just stumbled along where he pushed me until my face was up against the glass. I felt his cock slide into me again and I let out a moan, oh fuck what was he doing?

 

He began to fuck me hard, I was pressed up against the glass, trying my best not to make a sound. The two kids outside were looking for a crack, to find out where the noise was coming from.

 

“Come on man,” John said, thrusting so hard it raised me on my tiptoes, “Give them a show.”

 

Fuck, this was horrible…can’t…I mean…

 

“Holy shit,” I heard from the other side of the glass and I could see their faces.

 

They had found a crack in the shutters to the left and could look down and see me. Their eyes got wide because it was obvious what was happening. I was fucking naked and being pushed from behind. They were in high school…oh fuck they were watching me get fucked…

 

John pushed up again and tagged my boybussy.

 

“Ohhh….” I groaned, making the kid outside giggle manically. John slammed the same spot over and over and my mouth began to babble, “Fuck…please….no….fuck….yes….oh god…”

 

He was bringing me close to cumming with just his cockhead. I glanced over and saw they both had their phones out and were filming me. I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t. I was locked watching them watching me get fucked. One of the kids was rubbing the front of his jeans and I could tell he was hard.

 

I had licked my lips before I even knew I wanted to.

 

The kids eyes got wide as they laughed and pointed, the one kid looked around and pulled his cock out, mashing it up  against the window. Eli walked up and opened the shutters a crack, I looked at him in horror as the kid was able to scoot under and move towards me.

 

His hard cock was up against the glass, right in front of my face. His friend was still filming us. The kid hit the window and pointed down, “Suck it!”

 

I shook my head and moaned as John tagged me again.

 

“Suck it!” He mouthed and this time John hit and dragged his cockhead over my spot.

 

I lost my mind…

 

“Lick it,” Eli said in my ear, “You’re a fucking whore…service the kid…”

 

I began to lick the glass where the kid’s cock was. He looked down at me in shock as he watched some muscled guy, years older than him, try to suck his teenage cock through glass. I as so humiliated…but I couldn’t stop. His friend got closer to film more and John’s cock was hitting me faster…my tongue was moving up and down the glass…desperate to actually lick his dick…

 

He kid’s dick came against the glass, I imagined I could taste it, feel the heat from it…

 

I began to cum endlessly. Both of my hands were up against the glass now as I tried to service the high school punk in front of me. If they had both walked in right now I would have blown them. They could have fucked me right here on the floor and I would have let them. My cock splattered my cum all over the window as well, my load dripping down, shot by shot…

 

The kids laughed and laughed as he zipped up his pants and flipped me off.

 

“Hold on,” Eli gestured and then looked down at me. “What the fuck man? You tying to make work for me? Clean this shit up.”

 

John pulled out of me and I went to my knees. Hands on the glass I began to lap up my cum, the kids eyes were wide as they filmed me. I groaned in embarrassment as I moved around the glass, capturing every drop of my seed. The kids laughing and cussing at me the entire time.

 

Once it was done they shook their heads and walked away, giving Eli a thumbs up.

 

I felt like throwing up, but I also felt incredible from orgasm, I hadn’t cum like that…well ever I don’t think.

 

“Come on,” John said dragging me back into the shop.

 

His cock bobbed out in front of him and I wondered he if was going to go back to fucking me.

 

“He’s ready,” John said to someone.

 

I looked up and saw the kid from the dressing room, his little brother, standing there naked.

 

Holy shit, this is what looking at the sun feels like. He was perfect, I mean just drop dead perfect. He looked like the typical boy next door, shaggy blond hair, rosey cheeks, wide smile. If he had been dressed I would have assumed he was a paperboy or an alter boy. He just looked so innocent it was criminal.

 

His body though was nothing but sin.

 

Every cut, every line, every curve was just perfect. He looked like what you would think a perfect teenage male would be. Not an ounce of fat but not skinny, muscles everywhere, but not beefy…just perfect. He had a tan line that showed he wore those board shorts more than he didn’t, his legs and chest were a dark brown, making him look like a surfer just off a wave.

 

But all I saw was his cock.

 

I had a big cock. Ezra had a big cock. John had a big cock.

 

This kid had a perfect cock.

 

It was huge, easily nine and half, cut, fucking mushroom head, long shaft…just fucking perfect. On his frame though it looked massive. His balls looked like small peaches and just hung there like pendulums on a clock. His pubic hair was nice and trim, making that dick look even bigger. He just stood there, staring at me, while I fell in love with that perfect dick.

 

“Lay down,” he said, gesturing to the floor where John had fucked me.

 

I scrambled to lay down, my protests about being fucked in a store completely vanished.

 

He knelt down and pushed my legs apart, he just sat there, looking at me.

 

“You’re a bitch.”

 

There was no malice, no anger, just a statement. When I didn’t say anything he said.

 

“You’re a bitch, right?”

 

I had no idea how to answer.

 

“You’re a bitch, a fucking slutty, whoring bitch,” all said with the same inflection you’d use with a grocery list. “You don’t think you are, but you are. And I’m about to prove it.”

 

He moved forward and I could feel his cock nudge my hole. 

 

“You’re welcome,” he said before pushing in.

 

“Oh fuckk…..” I moaned as he stretched my already sore hole open. His cock…holy fuck his cock…it was so thick…I thought John had used me but as this kid’s cock just dived forward I realized my ass had so much more to give. My ass was slick with the lube and John’s precum but even that wasn’t enough to make this painless. I closed my eyes and clenched my teeth, wondering how much more cock this kid had. 

 

He got nearly all the way in and then something I had never felt before happened. Something that honestly, changed my whole world.

 

So far when I had been fucked by boypuss…fuck that word is in my head now, my prostate and been stimulated. Nudged, tagged, hit, but they were brief moments of pleasure that made everything else worthwhile. Even the occasional touches could drive me to cum without hands. It had been incredible.

 

Up to this kid.

 

This kid’s cock was so thick, when his head pushed past my prostate instead of nudging it or flicking it, it smashed it down and held it there. Shoving his whole shaft up against my pussy.

 

The effect was immediate. I cried out, my legs spread out, my head flew up. My cock, who had just came and was deflated completely, started to full with blood as fucking waves of ecstasy started to slam into my mind. I felt my ass pushing back, I was making a whining sound like a dog being denied a treat as my hips tried shimmy around his cock. 

 

“Fuckfuckfuck…oh god…fuck…shit…oh yes….fuckk……” I cried, my mind just turning into jello.

 

He slowly pulled out and I fell back, out of breath.

 

I was coved in sweat, breath coming in ragged spurts as I tried to make words.

 

He waited until I made eye contact again and he smiled. 

 

“That was me not moving.”

 

I looked down at the most incredible thing in the world and then back to him.

 

He said one simple word, and my pride and ego broke.

 

“Beg.”

 

I scrambled up, “Please, please, please….fuck me….shove that fucking cock in me please…what do you want, I’ll do anything, please…I need that cock…please!”

 

I didn’t care if John and Eli were at the counter filming me with their phones. I didn’t care that whoever this kid was he was younger than me by far and I was almost crying for his cock. I didn’t care about any of that, I had been shown fucking heaven for a few seconds and then thrown out.

 

I wanted back in.

 

“You a bitch?’ He asked.

 

I nodded, “Yes, I’m a slutty bitch who needs to get fucked. Please…please…I’m just a dirty jock slut…please fuck me. Fill my hole with your seed, I’ll do anything, name it.!”

 

“I want you to remember this,” he said moving towards me, pushing me back to the floor, “Later when you feel like you’re a man, when you think you’re a person again. Later when you look back on this and think this was just a fluke or something weird…I want you to remember this.”

 

His cock slipped into my hole and I winced.

 

“You were never anything more than a fucking hole.”

 

He shoved it in me and fucking fireworks went off in my mind.

 

I’m not kidding, he began to fuck me slowly and I saw images flash in front of my eyes. It was like an electrical storm was inside of me, sending off sparks to my cock and brain, making everything in the world about sex. I had never felt anything like this, it was more than pleasure, more than feelings…I felt complete. I felt at this moment, exactly where I should be. A cock in my ass, legs up, begging for more. 

 

He just stared at me as he fucked me, watching my face as I broke down and begged him for more. But he didn’t give it to me, he never went faster, harder, he kept the same, steady pace and it was driving me insane. FUCK!!

 

“PLEASE!” I roared looking up at him “FUCK ME HARDER!”

 

“What are you?” He asked.

 

“A fucking whore jock cunt! I need to be filled, please…I’m your hole, fill me. I need it, I need fucking cock…”

 

He began to speed up and my mouth wouldn’t stop.

 

“That’s it, yeah, I’m a slut, fuck your slut, fucking useless muscle cunt…thinking I was more…oh fuck yeah, yeah…oh fill me up! SHIT SHIT!”

 

He began to speed up the more I talked, the more I admitted the harder he pounded me.

 

“I’m a fucking whore! I’m only here to service cocks…oh fucking love me with that cock…please, please…oh yes…fucking muscle slut…dirty fucking slut…”

 

He was pounding me now and I was losing speech. My eyes were rolling back as I drooled out of the corner of my mouth. When I stopped talking…he started.

 

“You’re a fucking joke, a pathetic muscle bitch who has been dying for someone to fuck them their entire life. You wanna know why you work out? So people will find a reason to fuck you. Every day that the gym, straining, lifting, all so you can be a fucking sleeve for a cock. That’s who you are. Attention starved, ignorant jock, slut ass cunt. It’s all you are and all you’ll ever be. You see that now? You see it? You are here to get fucked.”

 

He was hitting me so hard that I felt like I was paralyzed. I just laid there, feeling this magnificent cock make me whole. His words descended on my brain like a swarm of locusts and started to consume me. He was right, I did want this, always wanted this. 

 

Straining my squats at the gym, my fucking ass just hanging out. Me silently begging one of those studs to throw me down and fuck me senseless in front of everyone. Why did I think I was anything more? Oh god…this was so good…I was so full…his dick…his dick was just….everything.

 

“Never forget this,” he said speeding up for a final push, “I just made sense of your miserable life, you are and will always be….”

 

He slammed me hard, taking my hips off the ground and my cock began to just rain cum down over me.

 

“A FUCKING HOLE!” He said as his cock began to breed me with his percent fucking seed.

 

I was laughing and crying as my cock just pulled over and over again, his words echoing in my ears.

 

“A hole I’m a dirty hole…fucking slutty hole..” I chanted as the last of my spunk dribbled out of my dick. He slid his duck out and I collapsed on the floor, his load leaking out fo my completely ruined ass. I knew I would be sore and most likely limp tomorrow. I know I looked like a fucking trashed slut on the floor of an Abercrombie and Fitch covered in cum, some high school kids load draining out of my ass…but I had a smile on my face that would not go away.

 

As I laid there and listened to the three brothers talk about how much of a fucking dirty whore I was, I just smiled…because that kid had shown me my truth.

 

“Thank you…” I slurred, realizing he had already said I was welcome.