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Chapter 3

He threw me onto the bed hard. There were still fresh cum and lube stains on his sheets from when he was jacking off. It reeked, but at the same time I kind of liked the smell. 

The Ambien-vodka cocktail Earl made for me was beginning to kick in, hard. I felt warm all over and my head felt like it was buzzing. All the fear left me instantly, and all that was left was pure, filthy, disgusting lust. I couldn't help but let out a moan when he grabbed my arms and pulled me so that my head was hanging off the bed.

"You're the reason this dick is covered in pre, so you're gonna clean it, boy. If I hear the word 'no' come out of your mouth one time, you do not leave this room alive. Understood?" I nodded. "Good boy."

He stroked his long, fat cock until it looked hard as a rock. A little string of pre was dripping off the tip and his fat, sweaty balls were bouncing up and down. I was hypnotized. This was the biggest cock I had ever seen, even in porn, and it was going in my throat. I couldn't help but get hard too, but since I was so much smaller than he was he probably didn't even notice.

"Open your mouth."

I opened it right away. I could smell his cock as soon as I walked in his apartment, but now that his cock was so close the smell was really strong. It smelled like he hadn't taken a shower in a week! He reeked of cum and sweat, and the smell only got stronger when I felt the tip slide past my lips. I could barely even fit the head in my mouth!

"You knocked on the wrong door, boy."

He wasn't even a little gentle! He leaned forward and started drilling my poor throat with his fat cock. I swear I could feel him in my stomach! I couldn't breathe at all! He tasted like sex, too: if this was just his pre-cum, then how much does he cum? I focused on making him cum as fast as possible so I could get some air.  But he was so much bigger than anything I was used to that I just couldn't help it! I felt him graze past my teeth at some point, and he stopped right away. I started coughing violently. I had spit and pre all over my face and dripping out of my mouth. I felt like a whore—no, I felt like a victim and I fucking loved it. 

"If I feel your teeth again I'll knock them out of your fucking head."

"I'm sorry sir, I've never sucked a cock this big before."

"I don't give a shit." He leaned all the way forward and grabbed my hips. Being in his big arms made me feel safe (even though I wasn't). He flipped me over and lifted me up off the ground until his mouth was on my ass and I was staring right at his cock.

"Clean it."

"Yes, sir." I opened my mouth and practically worshipped his cock. I licked it, sucked it (or as much as I could), even made out with the tip. I wanted to feel his cum cover my face. I wanted to watch his balls jump over and over again while he shot ropes on me until I was covered in this disgusting, evil man's seed.

"Good boy... Fuck." He was licking my hole with the same ferocity. I'd shaved my hole that morning for my boyfriend as a coincidence. "Haven't had a hairless hole in years. You did want this, didn't you?" I tried to answer him but couldn't bring myself to take my mouth off his perfect cock. I was kissing his tip like I kiss my boyfriend's lips. "Daddy's getting close. Keep doing that. Fuck. Fuck!" I couldn't wait. I wanted to taste his cum so fucking bad. "FUCK!" Just when I thought I was about to get coated in Earl's cum, he threw me back on the bed. I felt his full weight on my body as I felt his cock sink deep into my throat. His dick was so thick, I could feel it throb against the walls of my esophagus. 

"Take it, boy. Fuck....." He was shooting ropes. I could feel it coating the walls of my throat and slide down into my stomach. After what felt like a minute and a half, he got off and left me in a pool of cum, sweat, and spit. I must've blacked out from the lack of oxygen and the pressure of his body on me, because when I woke up all my clothes were off and my phone was in his hand.

"Sir... why am I naked? Did you rape me?" 

"No. I was waiting for you to wake up. There's something you should see, though." He turned my phone around and showed me texts he'd sent from my phone.

"I" had told my family I was staying over at my boyfriend's house for a few days. "I" had texted my boyfriend that I was going on vacation and that I'd be away from my phone. "I" had turned my location off.

"Looks like you're mine for a few days, fag boy." He threw the phone against the wall as hard as he could. It broke. Fuck. I didn't tell anybody where I was gonna be, my family and friends think I'm gone, and I'm locked in a literal rapist's apartment.

He was already hard again. How was this even possible? I saw him stroking his cock and rubbing his biohazard tattoo with his free hand. He was walking right towards me. Oh, fuck...

"You're done for."

TBC

 

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Fuck hard as fuck, Thanks just love where the story is going I was thinking about the same way from the clues, the point Big Daddy was in jail for 10yrs made me think that he held some guy captive for a very long time raping him (kidnap and rape for day/weeks) and now he has someone just come freely to his doorstep he's not passing this one up!

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