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No one payed much attention to the nigger, except that they didn't really like blacks at their school. He was outside, on the driveway of a wealthy neighborhood, washing the cars of some fucking rich kid. "Finish up out here Paul, and then come into the kitchen. She was screaming the house down as I fucked my big dick into her virgin cunt. The fucking bitch was only twelve then, but she was already drooling for my dick. Paul knelt there before the older boy's fat prick and bloated balls. The girls giggled and "oooooowed" the humiliated boy. He tried to tuck his dick beneath the thong strap, but it was actually thinner than even his flaccid cock. From the rear, the girls watched the teenage boy's smooth belt streaked buns rise and fall as he walked. His dick squirted pre-fuck spurts up on to his stomach. Then the entire town would think he was a faggot pervert. He had seen the kid around school, but never talked to him. He stood there totally bare assed naked, his dick and balls on full display. He heard wild laughter and someone yelled out, "Look it's that faggot, Paul Marshall! A mother covered the eyes of her eight year old girl. Some of the jocks make me suck their dicks, but I never get to fuck. I will shove my big prick up your ass morning noon and night. You really do need your teen boy ass turned into a fucked cunt. " Matt smiled and held up his phone with which he had taken photos of the English teacher sexually molesting Paul Marshall. "Be patient, boys, He's only got one mouth, but he'll get to all of you. He was expected to suck the dirty assholes of over twenty boys! And then he thought of the more than twenty other teens waiting to have their dirty young assholes sucked. Matt slapped the kid's head to get his ball licking more enthusiastic. Boys he had known for years, some since first grade, who had been friends of his, now called him Faggot and Cocksucker and kicked him with their bare feet to get him sucking more efficiently. Put the bar of soap in your face cunt." Paul looked up bleary eyed from where he lay. This is not going to be easy for your mother or older brother or any of us. I am so sorry that the burden for preserving the family has fallen on your shoulders. You know his father owns this town and just about owns us as well. In order to set the plates down, he had to stand very close to the diners, his huge erect teenage dick almost brushing against them. Matt's orders," Paul's dad said with a choked sound in his voice. The two cocks dick danced, sliding against each other. He stood up and stretched, his hairy armpits slick with night sweat. Bud turned and stomped to the bathroom, his ass cheeks rising and falling as he walked.

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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 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. She was basically a shy, quiet girl from a poor Latino background, and Paul's family had welcomed her and made her feel worthwhile. "You see, Cunt, he understands the seriousness of the situation. My buddies here would love to see if Paul is a queer or not. "Are you going to take off your clothes, or do I make a phone call? Maria has sobbed all the way home from Matt's house. Her handsome husband rolled over in bed and fucked her again. Paul's mother and father knew better than to stop anyone from the Henshaw section of town. You see, Matt has feelings for you and wants to spare you the embarrassment." Paul looked around hopelessly. and on the front of course, "COCKSUCKER." It came to just below his pecs, leaving his entire stomach naked. Paul slipped the cape over his shoulders and held it closed in front to hide his attire. In the hall, he passed his totally naked older brother padding on naked feet toward the bathroom. Harding moaned and arched his own back as he sprayed a wad of cum up the kid's cunt!

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 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. 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..

Paul was standing at his locker going over his books for the upcoming classes when Matt sauntered up to him. He wore very tight jeans which were once again in style and his thick jock thighs looked powerful in them. In back the string going up his crackemphasizedhis round full teenage ass globes. but two boys of about twelve riding by on bikes whistled and called him a fucking faggot. But just as he was finishing the last car, the horror escalated. They started to haul the boxes of food out of the van when Paul approached them."Holy Fucking Shit, it's Paul Marshall. "Dude, you are washing Matt Henshaw's cars for him like some fucking servant, dressed in a silky little prick pouch like some God-damned fairy. He curled his fingers around the fat fucker and lifted it from the material. Paul could you be a buddy and lift my balls out too. You are proving to me that you know how to respect a dude like me. 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.

He also had a very round muscular ass, and the jeans did nothing to hide that. An elderly couple passed and shouted that he was shameful. Yo, Paul, what the fuck you dressed like a fucking faggot in that fairy suit for? They were middle and lower income kids, just like he was, only he had gotten a scholarship to elite Brixton Academy. I think this needs an explanation." The three tough teens could not but help looking at Paul's posing straps. Brightly colored, incredibly thin material, it showed the complete outline of the boys hefty teenage dick. It was so tiny that even an eighth of an inch of prick root was visable at the top. It plopped out and hung there, half hard, curved, almost pulsing with it's own life. They need some airing." The quiet chuckling in the room grew louder. You know how horny teenage boys get at the drop of a hat. You are proving that you really want to be my friend. 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.

Shit, his Dad was fifty six and fucking a seventeen year old high school junior. His cotton briefs got wet ,and to Paul's dismay, his dick and balls showed even more clearly through the now almost transparent material. He moved his legs and the foot that was on the chair went up onto his teenage toes. 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.

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