Date: Sun, 4 Apr 2021 05:01:31 -0500
From: Jack Paker <corpusdawg88@aim.com>
Subject: Top Dawg part 6

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I had strange dreams.

My dad was in my room and he was screaming at me. I couldn't understand
what he was saying but I was scared all the same. He was up in my face and
just shouting and I kept trying to tell him to stop but nothing came out of
my mouth.

He finally pushed me back and I fell onto my bed. I felt him rip my shorts
off and the thought of getting spanked terrified me. I tried to turn around
to tell him I was sorry but he put one hand on the small of my back to hold
me down and then pushed. I was pinned on the bed, scrambling, trying to get
away...

When I felt his finger push into my ass.

Everything changed, I was suddenly backing up onto it, begging him for
more...in the dream he hadn't even touched my spot yet. All he had done was
stick a finger in me and I melted into a total slut. I felt him shift and
his cock pressed up against my hole, I looked back and now it was my coach,
bearing down on me as his dick shoved its way up my ass.

Again I was ecstatic, just trying to force as much of that dick into me,
screaming moaning, just going all out. I felt someone flip me over on my
back and now it was my doctor, hard cock sticking out of his pants. He
grabbed my legs and started to fuck me and like before, I loved every
single second of it. This went on for god knows how long. Different people
fucking me over and over and me begging for more. Tony, Cooper, the relief
lifeguard from this summer, the old fags who catcalled me every day, Matty
and his surf pups...all of them just fucking me like a used hole and me
crying for more.

I woke up with a scream, no idea where I was, or even who I was for that
matter. I was in the jeep and it looked like the make out spot the kid had
taken me last time. It was dark which meant I'd been out for easily three
or four hours. I looked over and saw the kid looking at me holding his
phone. He had been in the middle of a game and was now just staring at me.

"That's one way of waking up," he said looking back to his phone.

I was in my singlet still? I was pulled down to my waist, my legs and
crotch the only thing it was covering. My head felt a little fuzzy but
nothing serious. I looked down and found a plastic bag of water in my
lap. I held it up to the kid.

"It was ice, to keep the swelling of your balls down. How do they feel?" He
explained never looking away from his game.

I reached down and moved them, they were tender but nothing serious.

"Ok I guess," I rolled down the window and tossed the bag out, and looked
back to him.

Nothing.

"So now what?"

He closed his phone, "I'll drive you home."

He went to turn the car on and I stopped him, "Hold up, we need to talk."
He looked back at me and waited.

"So talk."

"Why did you let that guy just fuck me?"

He shrugged, "You seemed to like it."

"You know I can't help that. Why would you just let a stranger do that to
me?"

"Why not? Do I owe you something?"

He was seriously pissed and I was getting there, "Yeah a friend wouldn't
let some stranger fuck his friend."

"Well then it's good we aren't friends right?"

It was like a slap in the face and I didn't know why.

"Since when are we..." I began to ask but he cut me off.

"Oh fucking stop!" I closed my mouth. "Do you think I'm stupid man? One
second you're riding my cock then we get to school and you just bolt out of
the car without a word? You ignore me the whole fucking match, you can't
even give me a high five when I destroy my guy. You celebrated every single
win today except mine. So no Archie, we obviously aren't friends, you made
that clear. What I am is a cock for you to use when you need to get off. So
in that capacity, I made a command decision and outsourced it to someone
else."

I felt like shit because he was right.

"Look man, if this is just you needing to get off that's cool. Let's leave
it that way, but you keep coming at me like you have feelings and it's
fucking me up."

"When did I do that?'

"When you said you didn't need me to berate you while we fucked when you
said you were into it. When you got me off in the shower! Should I go on?
You need to make a choice Archie, are we just fucking or are we more."

I felt like I was looking down over a large cliff, and I couldn't see the
bottom.

"I'm not gay," I told him.

"And? Neither am I."

"What we re doing is gay."

"Fine, then I'll stop fucking you if it's so gay."

I felt my stomach tighten in a panic as I realized I was about to lose my
only connection to happiness.

"No that's fine, it's the other stuff..."

"The other stuff? Like what kissing?"

I nodded.

"Dude do you know how many times YOU kiss me? Do you know how many times in
the middle of fucking you kiss me, hug me, scream you love me? Any idea?
Look if you want to start defining what is and isn't gay I assure you I
come out a lot straighter than you are."

That pissed me off and made me sad at the same time.

"I don't know..." I said putting my head down, "I don't want...I mean I
can't..."

"Fine," he said turned the car over, "I'll drop you off and we're done, you
don't have to sorry about anything gay again."

I put my hand on his, "Please don't."

He pulled his away, "Please don't want? Please don't drop you off? Please
don't leave? Please don't stop fucking you? Which one Archie?"

"All of it?"

He sighed and put his head down on the steering wheel for a second, "I
can't keep doing this. I can't keep fucking you and you acting like you
feel something for me behind closed doors fans then for you to ignore me in
public. I'm not saying we need to date or some shit, but every time people
are around you are complete asshole to me and that's not fair."

He was right, it wasn't fair.

"I'm sorry," I said and meant it, "I just...if the guys found out..."

"So then your popularity is more important than my feelings?"

I did not know how to answer that.

"Seriously Archie, do you even like me?"

I saw tears in his eyes and I felt like total dogshit.

"I do," I said truthfully, "I really do but I don't know all of this shit!
This started out as one thing and now it's..."

"Something more?"

I nodded.

"Then start treating it like that."

I could see the pain in his face and I felt the ache in my chest. Fuck me
if I didn't have feelings for this kid, no idea how, but I did.

"Ok look, you're a freshman, the guys are never going to accept you hanging
around us..."

"Archie I'm not looking to wear your class ring, I just want you to
acknowledge me as a fucking human being when other people are around,
that's all."

I nodded, trying to process all this.

"I don't know what this is either," he said quietly, "But I can't keep
feeling like shit every time you ignore me."

And just like that I was reminded how fucking young he was and how easily
he could get hurt. I reached over and practically pulled him out of the
driver side to mine. I reclined the seat and he moved on top of me.

"I'm sorry," I said, feeling like crying myself, "I am...I'll do better."

"You mean that?" He asked with hope I his voice.

I nodded and pulled him down for a kiss.

A real kiss, a kiss that I wanted, a kiss that I initiated.

Fuck me it was a romantic kiss.

He kissed me back and we started to make out. My hands were all over him as
he grinded up against me, reminding me of how big his dick really was. I
was into this, I was actually fucking into this. My stomach wasn't queasy,
I wasn't yelling at myself, I was really into fucking kissing this
kid. There was a feeling in my chest I couldn't identify. Like a tightness,
a feeling...every time our tongues met I felt it...

Fuck it was my heart...what the hell?

"I know you have this thing with the back seat and all but..."

I put a finger to his lip and smiled, "Hey Gray, please fuck me in the back
seat."

I saw his eyes tear up, "You used my name."

I nodded, "And I might do it again it you're nice."

He smiled as we both got into the back seat. I tore my singlet off as he
shed his clothes as fast as he could. Once we were both naked he moved down
on top of me and we started making out again. I could feel his fucking
baseball bat of a dick up against my thigh and god damn just the thought of
it was turning me on. I didn't need to be touched there any more, just the
prospect that I was going to be touched was enough for me.

Like a dog being trained.

That thought upset me as much as it turned it on but I shoved out of my
head for right now as he started to work on my ears. Fuck me, this kid was
incredible! I had dated chicks who didn't know all of my buttons the way he
did. He licked around my ear, making me shiver and then would plunge his
tip directly into my ear and my eyes would roll back. He moved to my neck
as I felt his hands grab my nipples. It was a triple assault and I lost it.

"Oh fuck...oh fuck yeah..." I moaned, realizing it was the first time I had
made those noises without being fuckdrunk.

"Yeah you like that?" He asked with a chuckle.

"Oh fuck...yeah play with my tits..."

The words just tumbled out and as ashamed as I felt, I was just as turned
on.

"I thought you didn't need that," he asked pausing.

"Well I don't need it..." I said, my voice trailing off.

He gave me a wicked grin, "My girl like her titties played with?"

I felt my cock react as he twisted them, my head fell back and I whimpered,
"Oh daddy yes..."

And there is was again, the fucking throb from my cock when I debased
myself. Shit I did like this, I liked this a lot. He hadn't even gotten
near my spot and I was leaking like mad, holy shit what had this kid done
to me?

He sat up and straddled my chest. His fucking cock hovering above my mouth,
"Baby want a bottle?"

The shame became lust and the lust became action as I reached up and pulled
his cock into my mouth.

"Holy shit Archie..." he groaned as I began to lick around the massive head
of his cock.

I was doing this, I was really doing this! I was serving this kid's cock
the best I could willingly and it was turning me the fuck on. Nothing made
sense, it was like I was already fuckdrunk but I wasn't. I was aware of
every single thing I was doing, how fucking gay it was and how much I
craved it.

It licked the underside of his shaft, feeling that thick vein on my tongue
as he looked drawn and watched me work. I licked this balls and saw him
whimper as he fell forward, bracing himself against the back door. I took
one of his fucking huge balls in my mouth and rolled it around, he was the
one fucking babbling now and it was the fucking best.

"Oh Archie...fuck yeah...oh shit...suck my balls...fuck yeah..."

I did just that, slathered both of his fucking swollen nuts with my spit,
making his cock burp up dicksnot all over my forehead and in my hair. I
didn't care, I was making him slowly lose his mind and it was turning me on
like I had never been before. I went lower and lower, until I was under his
balls, right under his spot. I gnawed on the tender flesh between his balls
and ass and he gasped, sounding like he hit his head on the roof of the
jeep.

"Oh Jesus Archie...fuck that feels so good...please Arch, please..."

I knew that tone, he had no idea what he was begging for, but he knew he
wanted more of it. My hands cupped his fucking hard ass buns and spread
them apart, revealing the hidden toy inside.

His pink, little hole.

I had eaten plenty of girls out before and though the taste of it wasn't
that great, knowing you had them begging you with just your tongue was such
a rush...now as I licked around his fucking virgin hole the sounds he made
were a million times better than any chick.

"Oh god," he said breathlessly, "Oh fucking Christ...Archie...fuck
Arch...oh yeah, unnnn...."

He relaxed and my tongue slid into him, the warmth and tightness of his
hole was far more erotic than I had imagined. He pushed back down on my
face, driving my tongue deeper into him, making him squirm and squeak like
he was losing his mind.

Which he was.

I ate that kid out for more than ten minutes. Sucking and licking and
biting, and just fucking torturing that hole the best I could. When I
lowered him down he was covered in sweat and that cock had a strand of
precum that hung inches down from the tip.

I leaned in and ate it off of his cock and smacked my lips. He smiled and
leaned down to kiss me, so we could share the taste of his seed. His tongue
fought with mine as he kept grinding into me, his cock rubbing up against
my dick. He kept going lower as he kissed me, lower, lower...until my cock
slid through the crack of his ass.

"Oh fuck...."I moaned as I felt the warmth of his ass press against the
sides of my dick as he moved up and down, dry humping me.

"Arch..." he said, trying to catch his breath.

"Yeah?" I asked trying to keep my focus because I was so fucking turned
on...

"You love me?"

The question hung there for a moment between us, like a gun to each of our
heads. My head froze but my feelings didn't, I nodded and kissed him hard
and I heard him moan as he kissed me back. I through that was it, a
question and an answer but then I felt him grind over me again and then
pause.

My cock was at his hole.

He broke the kiss and looked down at me, "I love you too."

And pressed down.

Holy fuck! He pushed back on my cock and began to force it into this
little, fucking freshman ass. A month ago I would have said it was
impossible for me to get my tool up in there but after bouncing on his
horse cock this many times I knew it could fit with room to spare.

"Fucking shit..." he hissed as I breached his hole, "You're so fucking
big..."

I leaned up and kissed his forehead, "You got this baby, take it
slow...you...fuck...you feel so good...so fucking tight..."

I wasn't lying, his hole was the hottest thing I had ever stuck my dick
into. No chick could compare with the tightness of this kid's perfect jock
ass. His muscles squeezed my cock with all it's might, trying their level
best to push me out but there was no use. This kid wanted my cock and he
wasn't going to stop until he took the whole thing.

"Fuck!" He screamed at halfway, "How fucking big are you?"

"Shhhhh." I said cupping my hand against his cheek, "Stop, stop moving."

He paused and he looked down at me, sweat pouring off him as he struggled
to take a deep breath.

"Relax, take your time. Give your ass time to adjust...trust me, taking a
big cock takes practice."

I smiled and I saw him smile back, "It starts to feel good?" He asked.

"It does for me," I assured him, "We just have to find your spot."

He nodded, spraying sweat over me as he took another deep breath, "Here we
go..." he clenched his teeth and began to push down again.

Fuck it felt like he was going to squeeze my cock off it was so tight. He
took another couple of inches and paused again, I could feel the walls of
his ass spasm around my cock just as mine did with his. He was sitting
there, huffing and puffing, but damned if he didn't looked determined.

"You ok?" I asked, "You know we don't have to do this."

"I want to," he grunted, "I want to share..."

God this kid.

I moved up and kissed him, and he kissed me back. I began to work on his
ears and I heard him groan. When he did this to me it turned me on and my
ass loosened up automatically. Sure enough I felt his dick twitch and he
slid down some. I moved down to his neck and he pulled my face in.

"Oh fuck Archie, yeah...fuck yeah..."

I bite into him and he whimpered from my teeth. I felt that muscle down the
side of his neck and just went crazy. Girls didn't have necks this defined,
this tough...it was a fucking turn on. He was squeezing as I sucked, the
noises he was making was pure fucking sex. My cock was raging hard and it
wan't because of his ass. It was because of the way I was making him
squirm.

He pulled me off his neck and held a hand up to where I had bitten, "Did
you fucking leave a mark?"

I smiled and pulled him down closer, "How else am I supposed to tell people
you're mine?"

I don't even know where those words came from, they just stumbled out of my
mouth and right into his heart it looked like. He kissed me tenderly and
then more passionately, this was so much more intense than any girl I had
fucked.

He was grinding back on to me as we made out...and I think we both realized
it at the same time.

"You're in me!" He exclaimed.

And I was.

My fucking cock was wedged fully in this punk's ass, snug as a fucking
rug. He slid it a little and Jesus Christ he was tight! He winced a little
as he pushed back down, rocking about two inches at a time. He was
adjusting some but I didn't see any fireworks going off in his head.

I put my hands on his hips, "You ready?"

He took a deep breath and nodded.

I held his hips still and slid maybe about six inches out of him, I paused
a moment then then slammed it home as hard as I could. I heard his breath
skip for a moment but I didn't pause I pulled out again and back in
harder. His head jerked and I saw him twitch slightly. I sped up, moving in
and out of him faster and harder. His moans started with a surprised,
oh...oh...to unnnn....to fuck...to fuck yeah...to shitshitshit to fuck then
finally a loud, "Fuck me Archie, fucking plow me!"

Jesus I had never been so turned on before in my life.

I did just that, I was forcing my hips up as hard as I could, shoving all
nine inches of my fucking dick up into his freshman ass. His cock had come
back to life and was slapping his abs hard each time I pulled out of him
and then back in. His hands were over his head to keep from slamming into
the roof of the jeep but it also allowed him to push down onto my cock,
pushing him further and further over the edge.

"Yeah you like that kid? You like my cock?"

"Oh fuck Arch, fuck...so fucking big....shit...filling me up..."

Watching this kid unspool was like a drug, I moved my hips up some and his
cries got louder, it was a hunt and seek mission to see exactly where I
could get him into a fuckcoma just as bad as mine.

"Whose ass is this kid?"

"Your ass Archie, fuck its yours...oh sweet fuck..."

Watching his tight little wrestler body bounce up and down on my cock was
amazing. The way his muscles moved, the flexing of his six pack, the wet
smack of his donkey dick as he was fucked for the first time. He was just
crying out in joy now as I zeored in on his spot. He started pushing back
at an angle and from that I knew where it was.

I grabbed his shoulders and pushed him down as hard as I could, shoving
every inch of my varsity cock into him. My fucking cockhead smashed his
prostate and his eyes rolled back and he just shouted my name over and
over.

Fucking hot cum exploded onto my chest and face. The kid's cock was like a
fire extinguisher, just ropes of cum all over the place as he squealed like
a fucking pig. His ass locked down on my cock and sent me so far over the
edge I didn't even know what state I was in anymore.

I flooded his fucking ass with my cum, filling up his once virgin hole with
fucking jock stud cum. I saw his eyes widen as he realized he could feel me
cumming in him. He bounced a few more times, squeezing the last drops of
spooge out of his dick while I felt warm cum drip out of his ass and down
my leg.

He leaned in and kissed me, barely able to draw breath as our sweat soaked
bodies merged as one. He laid in the my arms as my cock slid out of his
ass. He let out a huge sigh of relief and just snuggled up on my chest.

I was so fucking content, so happy...I just leaned down and kissed his
forehead and closed my eyes.

It has been the first time I'd cum in over a month without being fucked,
and I felt like I could conquer the world. We both drifted off, our cum
drying between us.


My phone woke me up, and for a second I freaked because I forgot the kid
had fallen asleep on me.  I carefully slid out from under him and scrambled
to the front seat.

It was my dad.

"Hey dad."

"Arch, where are you? The match was over hours ago."

"Yeah me and Grayson went to celebrate and lost track of time, we're
heading home now."

"Next time call ok? Your mom was worried sick."

"Yes sir,"

"I heard about the game, sounded like you tore it up."

"I did my best."

He chuckled, "Ok enough fun, get home."

"Yes sir." And hung up.

I saw the kid's phone on the dash and saw he had five missed calls too. I
grabbed it and shook him awake, "Hey loverboy, time to wake up."

He groaned and opened one eye at me.

"We overslept, our parents think we ran off to Mexico."

I showed him his phone and he sat straight up, "Fuck!"

"Chill, tell them you are crashing at my place and forgot to tell them."

"I'm crashing at your place?" He asked.

"Well you are now dumbass."

He flipped me off and called his parents while I pulled my singlet back on
so I wasn't buck naked in the front seat. By the time I pulled my shoes on
he came crawling over into the passenger side.

"My dad's pissed but he heard about our win so he's letting it slide."

I gave him a grin, "Yeah you'll find the more you win the more shit you can
get away with."

He gave me a look, "Is that the Archie King guide to success?"

I friend the jeep over, "Look at me man, I'm untouchable."

I started to drive us home, realizing his was the longest I'd driven since
we...since the kid smashed into my life. I kind of missed having a personal
driver.

He was dressed by the time we pulled up to my house. I grabbed my gym bag
and headed inside, making sure not to make too much noise.

The kid followed me upstairs into my room. I closed the door and locked it
before I said anything.

"Ok, they can't hear shit downstairs, I'm gonna change and grab us some
food. You can take a shower if you want."

"Can I steal some clothes, these are pretty rank."

I nodded and gestured to my closet, "Find something that fits," I stripped
my singlet off and pulled on a pair of red track shorts. He just stared at
me for a moment.

"What?"

He shook his head, "Dude you have the perfect fucking body." He walked over
and traced my pecs and abs, "I would kill to look like this."

I smiled and grabbed his pecs in my hands, "Dude you're on your way. For
your age you're fucking jacked."

"Really?"

I nodded and moved my hand over his six pack, "You got the frame, now all
you need is the work."

He smiled and my hand drifted lower, cupping his cock my hand, "Sides you
have this, that puts you pretty far ahead of the game."

He leaned in and kissed me and I felt his dick start to harden.

I laughed and took a step back, "No time for love Dr. Jones. I need food
before I start gnawing on my shoes for substance."

He slapped my ass as I walked away, "Bring lots cause I'm starving too!"

I gave him a salute and tip toed downstairs. I grabbed a loaf of bread,
some meat, cheese, chips, two Cokes and a couple or oranges and hightailed
back to my room.

I walked in and he was wearing an old baseball jersey of mine, a baseball
cap on backwards and nothing else. He hadn't buttoned it so his abs and
chest were peeking out under it, his cock was fucking rock hard as he stood
there facing me, slowly stroking it.

I almost dropped the food.

"Can I interest you in a snack before we eat?"

It was such a cheesy line but my mouth was bone dry as I watched a bead of
precum form on its head.

I nodded mutely, hypnotized my the slab of meat in this kid's hand. I put
the food down on my dresser and sank to my knees in front of him. I loved
fucking him in the jeep, but seeing him hard, just standing there...I
needed to get fucked.

Badly.

I crawled toward him on all fours, my tongue out as I approached him. He
hadn't told me to crawl, hadn't told me to beg. But I wanted to, needed to
so bad..

"Please daddy," I said, mouth inches from his cock, "Can I please have your
cock?"

I had no idea where these words were coming from, but the shame, the
embarrassment of begging this kid to suck his cock...it just turned me the
fuck on.

He dragged the tip of his cock across my face, leaving a warm trail of cock
spit on my cheeks and nose. I tried to move my mouth to catch it but he
kept moving it, making me work for it. He finally stopped moving it and
held it still in front of me.

"Open," he ordered.

I opened my mouth like a fucking trained dog.

He slid his cock into my mouth and placed it on the flat of my
tongue. "Stay," he warned, "Stay..."

I whined like a dog, feeling my mouth start to water from his dick.

"Such a good boy," he said running his fingers through my hair, "You want a
treat?"

I whined again, nodding ever so slightly as not to disturb his dick.

He just stared down at me for what seems like forever. And then just said,
"Go get it boy!"

I began sucking his cock instantly, the taste of him precum filling my
mouth, a low moan escaping my lips. He put his hands on my head and began
to guide me up and down his fucking massive shaft. I worked my tongue
around the huge mushroom head, sucking as much nutjuice from his dick as
possible.

He yanked his cock out of my mouth quickly, leaving me looking up at him
him in confusion.

"Lie on your back, head off the end,"'he snapped, pointing.

I scrambled up, knowing better than to ask questions. I laid down, my head
off the bed, the world upside down now.

He moved over and lowered his cock towards my mouth. I willingly opened my
mouth, eager to get back to work. But instead of letting me suck on it he
kept pushing it in. I felt it hit the back of my throat and felt a tinge of
panic, but remembered to breathe through my nose. His cock started to push
into my throat and he groaned.

"Fuck yeah..." he said as he began to throat fuck me, "Fucking look at you,
Archie King deep throating a freshman's cock. You like that stud? You like
serving me?"

I nodded as I felt him fill my throat with that fucking oversized tool. All
I could do was lie there, I couldn't move, I couldn't use my tongue. I was
just a hole for this kid and I was fucking so turned on by that.

"I should just nut in your mouth,"'he said with a sneer, "Make the fucking
varsity jock stud eat my load. You'd like that wouldn't you?"

Another nod as he shoved it even further down my throat. God this was
humiliating, he was fucking making me deep throat him in my own room! My
dad could walk in at any time, see me serving this kid..

I groaned as the thought of that made me even hornier.

He pulled his cock out slowly, it was coated in my spit as it smacked up to
his six pack with a wet thud. He looked so fucking hot, his ripped body
peeking through then opening my my jersey, he looked like a punk with the
hat on backwards, fuck he was really turning me on.

He looked over at my weight machine. It was It was an 8 thousand dollar
Apollo unit with four different stations on it. He walked over to the chest
fly staton and sat down. He glanced down at his cock and then to me, "Well
it's not going to fuck itself."

I rolled off the bed and moved over to him. I climbed on to the seat
backwards, facing him. I lowered my ass over his cock and slowly pushed
down.

"Fuck," I moaned as his head fought with my hole. You'd think all the times
I took this motherfucker I'd be used to it but every time my fucking hole
wanted to remind me I was supposed to be straight.

His head busted it's way into my ass and I hissed in pain as I slid down
his shaft. Fuck it burned so bad but my brain didn't stop, it knew what was
at the end of this piece of meat and it wanted it.

Badly.

I sank all the way down, my eyes closed in concentration as I forced myself
not to scream in pain. Once I felt his lap I paused, letting out a huge
sigh of relief.

"So hot," he said, kissing my face all over before finding my mouth. He
distracted me from the pain the same way I did for him. He nibbled on my
ear, played with my nipples...and then fucking took a bite out of my
neck. It hurts but in the most incredible way. It's like a fucking exposed
nerve as he gnaws and bites into my muscle. Jesus Christ he is marking me,
he is really doing it this time. I want to tell him to stop, I want to push
him off...but he is marking me as his...which I am.

And part of me loves it.

He comes off and gives me a wide smile, "Now everyone will know who you
belong with too." He flexes his cock in me and I gasp a little from the
sensation "Or rather what you belong to."

He grabs my arms and puts them over my head, I am confused until I feel the
chin up bar above me.

"Wanna work out?" He asks.

I get a good grip and pull myself up, feeling his cock drag the walls of my
tight ass, I get a couple of inches before his head crushes my spot and I
feel a wave of happy hit my brain like a fright train.

"Oh fuckkk....." I moan, lowering myself down onto his shaft, feeling every
single inch scratch my spot, filling my brain with more and more fog. I
pull myself up again and chills race through my body as his cock reminds me
of who indeed I belong to by making my own dick weep precum, smearing it
over both of our abs. I lower myself again and I can feel my thoughts
fading. I am seconds away from a full on fuckfog and I love it.

He can tell cause he grabs my hips to steady me, "My girl wants more?"

There is no meanness this time, it is a name of affection, of caring...it's
our name.

"Oh fuck yeah..." I whine as I feel him push up into me, "Oh fuck your
girl...please..."

And there it is, the shame and the humiliation of begging for this like
which has become the chocolate sauce of this fucking six scoop ice cream
cone I am riding. They are connected, his cock and my shame, they both feed
into each other, egging the other one on. I'm fucking straight, I know I
am. I love pussy and I am not a fag...yet here I am mewling like a baby as
this freshman fuck slams his fist size cock into me as I beg for more.

I am sick, I am twisted, I am everything I would have hated before meeting
this kid. But now...now I have become something else. Something darker,
something primal...something that craves to be fucked and to feel bad about
it.

"Yeah ride daddy's cock," he said pulling me up and down faster, "Feel that
cock in you, you love that dick, don't you?"

I nod as my reason checks out for the night, "Oh fuck me daddy, fuck me
harder...please..."

"You been a good boy?"

Another nod, "I'll be good, I'll be your good slut....please...harder..."

One of his evil chuckles and he slams me hard, my eyes shoot open as my
spot overrides my entire body and I feel like I'm cumming even though I'm
not.

"Did you like getting fucked in the locker room?"

I nod, whimpering.

"You like some stranger fucking you raw...shoving his cock in you...making
you beg..."

"I love it...I fucking loved it..."

And I had. Just like that the truth came out, I did love it, I fucking
craved it. It was like the images I've been getting, random strangers just
using me, abusing me, making me their cunt. Some fucking guy I didn't even
know fucked me raw today, used my jock hole for his pleasure and made me
cry for it. Fucking anyone could have come in and saw me, squirming n the
bed, hard dick in me, tight ass gripping it for all it was worth.

Fuck right now I could be caught.

My dad could open the door and see his fucking wrestling stud son riding
some freshman's cock, begging for daddy's dick. The look of shame and
disgust on his face as he walked over, undoing his pants the whole time. He
feeling of him moving up behind me, "You want daddy's dick? That what you
want fagboy?"

"Oh please daddy...I want it...fuck me..."

"Shhh.." the kid said as I was lost in my fantasy.

The way my ass would sting as I felt my dad press his cock into me along
side the kid's. The burn as I was forced to take two cocks, one from a kid
and the other from the man who made me. Serving my daddy, taking him into
my little jock ass. The knowledge I could never look him in the eye
again. Every time my mom would leave he'd throw me on the couch and use my
hole like the cunt I was.

"Oh fuck daddy....use me...."

"Fucking shut up," the I'd hissed, glancing at the door.

The night he'd invite his friends over, introduce them to his fucking slut
daughter of a boy, make me walk on my knees, serving them under the table
as they played cards. The sounds of them slamming their daddy cocks into me
between hands, each one seeing how much they can make me cum from it.

Me on my back...looking up as they all stood over me, jerking their dicks,
looking at at me in disgust...and me with my mouth open...begging for them
to baptize me with their cum.

The thought, the image, the feel of the kid's cock, all of it just slammed
into each other in my brain and my cock just went. There was a gusher of
cum that flew over out head, I threw my head back, biting my bottom lip
because the desire to scream fuck me was so great. My waist kept slamming
down onto his dick harder and harder, making that fucking tool milk my
prostate for every drop of cum I had. He babbled something as I felt his
cock go off in me.

He flooded my guts with his freshman cum and I felt even dirtier, even
worse. I was this kid's fucking fleshlight, I was his cumbuddy. I was the
hole he shoved his incredible cock into so he could empty his load for the
day. My body was shaking as I kept pounding my spot, my cock firing dry now
as I kept fucking my spot, making my orgasm extend into minutes.

"Ok, OK!" The kid snapped pushing me off of him. I fell back to the ground,
legs up. I could feel his cum dripping our of my abused hole as I laid on
the ground, crying for cock.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He asked, his dick red and angry from
being pushed so hard after cumming. "Fucking slut, you're gonna get us
busted" he said.

But I was still cumming, my body was still shaking. My prostate was still
smashed to the side of my ass and it was taking its sweet time to return to
normal. He grabbed one of my pillows and put it over my face, trying to
deaden the nosies coming from my mouth as I felt myself start to come down
from my high.

Between the lack of air and the drowsiness that came from shooting, the
word spiraled into darkness also immediately, my last thought being I was
still hungry.

For food or cock, I didn't know