The Devil's Doorstep

[Willing]

Horned up now😵

[Syracuseboy]

Loving this story 

[Tanbbottom]

On 7/7/2023 at 1:07 AM, prettyboyindy said:

Chapter 2

I was sitting across from Earl at his table, now. Part of me was sad that I couldn't see his cock anymore and the other part was relieved. I'm a professional performing an important community service, and I wasn't going to get distracted by something like that. I was talking to him more about what our non-profit offers, and the whole time I was trying not to think about what it would feel like to have a cock head that big in my ass. I could think about it tonight while my boyfriend "fucked" me—right now, I just had to give him our spiel and get the hell out.

"We believe that a single mistake should not define someone's life, and that you represent one of the most marginalized communities in the country. We offer community outreach, job education, and general quality of living assistance so that your transition into the outside world can be more pleasurable-pleasant. Sorry, I misspoke." 

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"I just mean that... I don't know, that we're qualified to help you with stuff you need now that you're out of jail."

"I need to get my dick wet. Can you help with that?" 

Fuck. Earl even said it out loud! This wasn't the first time that I'd been hit on by a client—it sort of comes with the territory when you're a teen boy working with sex offenders for a living. It's so common that I even get offended when they don't flirt back. But Earl was being so open about it in a way that none of the others didn't dare. What do I say?

"Umm..." I couldn't deny how bad I wanted this. In a way, we both had power over each other. His power—that I knew he was already a disgusting rapist—made me afraid. My power—that I knew I could always claim I was raped, and enjoy this without worrying about getting caught—made me aroused. The combination made my heart beat as hard as I'd ever felt it. My tight, shaved asshole was literally throbbing. Fuck, I wanted to feel my hole get reshaped by the most immoral man I'd ever met. And what was up with that biohazard tattoo? It's not like he could seriously hurt me by fucking me, right?

I had to be professional. If he was gonna try to fuck me, he could try: if I consented, it wouldn't be as erotic anyway. I would be able to say truthfully that I was a good caseworker and I'd be able to enjoy being raped even more. But I was gonna at least pretend like I wasn't trying to get this evil motherfucker to breed me.

"No, I'm not allowed to help with that. I'm sorry, sir!"

"You don't have to help, babyboy. It's enough just looking at you. Twice as pretty as anyone I had in the joint. I'll take care of myself, if you don't mind." He spat in his palm and started stroking his huge dick slowly. His head was poking out from the table. Fuck... it took all the strength I had not to crawl under the table and glue my tongue to his balls. I could smell his musk from six feet away. Fuck, fuck, fuck! He smelled so good. I was in serious danger.

"Sir..."

"Keep calling me that. A lot of pretty cunts called me that when I was doing time. I wouldn't breed them if they didn't call me that."

"You didn't use condoms?"

"I never use condoms."

"Oh fuck..." I was way over my head. This evil fucking rapist was literally everything I've ever wanted in a sexual partner. I couldn't help but think that if he forced himself on me, I wouldn't fight back at all.

"Maybe you need sex education assistance?"

"Pointless. I'm gay and I'm not getting any cunt pregnant. As for STDs... let's just say I'm not worried."

He was looking right at me.

"Are you gonna drink that, babyboy? I'd be offended if you didn't."

He was right. My job is to help people, and that means earning their trust.

"Of course, sir." He stroked his huge, uncut cock faster when he heard me say that. I took the double shot in one gulp.

"Good boy," he said.

I felt funny. My ass felt loose and I felt my head feel warm and cloudy.

"This drink is really strong, sir..."

"That's because I put 10 mg of Ambien in it, boy. You aren't gonna remember a lick of this, but you're gonna love it."

Shit. Did this pervert really drug me? I felt the effects more and more but only felt more turned on. Oh god... what was about to happen to me?

"Come here, pretty young faggot." In what seemed like an instant, I was in his strong arms, being carried into the bedroom of his shabby apartment.

"You're about to find out why they gave Daddy 10 years." 

All I could do was stare at his fat, throbbing cock, and thank God (or Lucifer) that I was about to get raped by it.

TBC

(Thanks for the positive feedback, it's good to know other people are as degenerate as me 🙂)

 

 

 

Fuckin A hot awesome story. 

[gabz2000]

Damn this is a hot story 💦💦💦

[Guest]

Wish we could get an epilogue of that van trip