Date: Tue, 31 Dec 2013 11:59:41 -0800 (PST) From: gt Subject: A boy founds out who he is 3 The following story is fiction. Any likeness to real persons or places is purely coincidental. If you are under 18 or if it is illegal to read this in your region, please leave now. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy. This is my first attempt at writing erotica. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated. I am also very open to new ideas, characters, and places to take the story, etc. A boy finds out 3 I was surrounded by Mr. Jackson and the four boys; naked, face covered with cum and getting hard again. They were all laughing as I got up and pulled on my panties. It was surreal but it seemed natural to pull up my panties and head to the kitchen to get beer for the guys. Why did this feel so comfortable, I should be embarrassed, I should run, they told me what they were going to do, yet here I was wearing panties in front of five fully dressed men who said they were going to fuck me later that night. What was wrong with me, was Mr. Jackson and my Mom right, was I a sissy. I found the kitchen and got five beers from the refrigerator and headed back to the den. The poker table had been set up, they all had cigars and the game had started. I passed ou the beer. As I handed Bill, the blond his beer he grabbed my arm and pulled into his lap. He held my head and kissed me hard shoving his tongue in his my mouth. He was crushing my face to his and thrusting his hard cock against my ass. I didn't want him to stop it felt so good to be in his arms. Mr. Jackson reached over and pulled me to the floor yelling that they were to leave me alone until the winner took my cherry then I was free meat for anything and anyone. He looked down at me and flicked his cigar ash on me then kicked me in the balls. You don't need that hard on boy - sissys like you got no use for hard on. In fact I may cut that little thing off tonight. What do you thing boys should we geld this one like the last one. They all laughed. Now clean up those ashes with you tongue boy and crawl to the bathroom, I feel like a shit coming and I need your tongue for toilet paper. Wait on the floor by the toilet boy. My balls ached but I did what I was told I cleaned up the ashes and crawled to the bathroom. It was disgusting there was piss on the floor and magazines with pictures of naked men all over the floor. I couldn't help seeing these boys were all tied up or on weird devices like in a dungeon. They all seem to be screaming but had big hard-ons. Some of they were being fucked by Men with the biggest Dicks I had ever seen. I was getting really hard and excited just looking at them. I was so excited I wanted to jack off right there. I started rubbing myself looking at the pictures it look painful but exciting. I looked up and there stood Rick at he bathroom door. Well boy I see you can't keep your had off of it can you. Looks like I better let Mr. Jackson know so he can just cut it off now like he planned. That be ok wouldn't it boy, you just as soon not have a dick anyway since it is so small. Take it out and let me see that thing again. Wow I never saw on that small before. Yu want to see a real Man's dick boy, if you beg I may not tell Mr. Jackson what I saw you doing in here. Ok Rick please don't tell him. Rick slid down his zipper and fished out the biggest dick I had ever seen. It wasn't just long it was fat and the head purple. There I was on my knees at eyelevel not six inches form his dick. Bet you would like this in your mouth wouldn't you boy. He laughed, well boy tell me you want to or I tell Mr. Jackson. But he said you were suppose t leave me alone. Well to bad boy, what is it yes or know. I didn't know what to do, to be honest I wanted nothing more than to wrap my lips around his dick and feel him in me. But if we got caught, I was scared. Ok Rick I will do it if you promise not to tell, sure boy. Now open your mouth and close your eyes I have what you need. I did as he said anticipating feeling that pulsing giant sliding passed by lips. But what I did was taste salty liquid all over my face and in my mouth. I was being soaked as he pissed all over me. Ha boy that's what you deserve. Now you better clean that floor before Mr. Jackson gets here. I was as humiliated as could be, I was covered in piss, on a bathroom floor with five Men waiting to fuck me, what had happened to me to my life. But at the same time I was as excited and where I was felt natural. I wanted to please these men, especially Mr. Jackson. I wanted him to take me. I wanted him to win the poker game and take me first. I wanted to feel his manhood in me, I knew that what I wanted was to submit to Mr. Jacksons' power, I knew that in the end I would do anything to please him to be his boy. I found out what I was and it didn't matter.