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Many fourteen year old boys at the school prayed at night that they would develop a dick like Matt Henshaw. Paul looked around, totally surprised that Matt Henshaw would talk to him. My folks are out of town for the weekend and I need lots of help setting stuff up. " He slapped Paul gently on the back, and then his hand lingered on Paul's naked neck. What would happen do you suppose if they both lost their jobs. That would be a terrible shame." Nine O'clock Saturday morning, Paul rang the door bell on Matt's father's mansion. It took a few minutes, and then Matt answered the door. There is a bucket and sponge and hose and shit over there. I got to call up some of the girls coming tonight and lien up some fucks for my buddies. You probably don't have all that many to begin with. He took the waist strings and put them in his mouth, letting the pouch hang on his chest. I don't mean just a casual glance to size me up, like a guy will do. In his poor tortured teenage mind, he wanted to sort things out. Paul's head swam as he crawled naked, his balls and dick swinging, his tongue out of his mouth lapping at the wet leaking swollen pricks and the sweat slick scrotums of the teenage jocks. Perhaps this had been the ultimate torture, and now he would be left alone to pick up the pieces of his life. he could not go every day, facing at least ten guys who had worked him over and scads of other teens who had seen him humiliated at the party. The woman screamed, but the boy looked at Paul's swinging dick with delight. His brother had always been a very phyical, horsing around, macho type guy. The problem was, Matt Henshaw's dad owned the town. so he was not only rich and handsome, he also was hung like a fucking horse. As Paul lay there culrled up in a tiny ball in his bed, he felt his own dick get rock hard as he thought of the bully and what he had done. At first I thought they were jut cruel jokes to make fun of me, but now I see that they were real. For a few seconds there was nothing, and then the soap began to bubble and foam up. He looked back at the lake up puked up cum in front of him and bent his head to continue licking. And Paul tried to insert a second bar of soap up his fucked up ass cunt. When the boy coughed, cum bubbled up from his stomach. Paul looked down into the cardboard box of twisted stained athletic supporters. You will clean every fucking prick pouch with your faggot tongue. Just to make sure you don't cheat us, you will perform you cleaning task in front of your webcam so we can watch you while we do our homework." Matt threw some clothes at the boy. They consisted of a pair of very small shorts like a boy in fourth or fifth grade might wear and a wife beater strap style under shirt, also much too small for him. They drove Paul home, once more in the trunk of the car, but when they let him out, he was shocked and disturbed to hear that Matt was going to accompany him into his home. Matt even put an arm around Paul's shoulder as they walked up toward the house. Marshall, If you would allow me a word alone with you and your husband, and perhaps your older son for just a minute, I think I can explain everything." Paul panicked. It's true, Maria did love her new husband's fat fucker, but she was hardly obsessed with it. Then he hung up and with his face white as a sheet, he looked at his family. I hope you slept well." Matt Henshaw gloated at the sick humiliated faces he saw before him.I mean, shit, how could a guy even date a girl from the school when they all knew about Matt's dick. Paul was no slouch in the looks department, and perhaps that made Matt even more angry. I bet he's got his dick in his new little bride all day and night." He added a little chuckle to his broad smile. Times are so hard right now, and your bro just married to some young slut. He was wearing very small tight white gym shorts, and his cock and balls were obscenely on display. If you need me, I'll be on the phone." Matt turned and walked a few steps. I noticed at school, your wardrobe is rather limited. No, I mean he was practically drooling like a fourteen year old cunt in heat. He felt somehow if he could only sort things out, the horror would stop. "If he's not doing a good enough job or getting around fast enough, just slap his nutsack good and hard." Matt Henshaw said with a laugh in his cruel, sexy voice. In his poor tortured teenage mind, he wanted to sort things out. Paul ran his hand over his face and it came away covered with slime. Paul turned to his left and ran between rows of cars. His cum streaked body was not battered and bruised. He slapped Paul's ass like he had done for years and called him "faggot" in his kidding way. If Matt exerted pressure, Paul would be unable to change schools. He started to think about Matt Henshaw and his enormous dick. Paul thought about having to suck Matt's dick and balls and ass right in front of the other guys. The horrid taste of soap filled his mouth and ran down his throat. He spit the soap out and knelt up to puke up the contents of his stomach. " Paul, on hands and knees crawled across the floor toward Matt. Matt kicked and a second bar of soap slid across the tiled shower room floor toward him. The mesh pouches were stretched out of shape by hefty teenage cocks and balls and the material was thick and stiff with boy cock leak and piss. The shorts were very small, hardly rising up beyond Paul's ass crack in the rear and his pubic mound in front. Paul drank the glass of piss and ate the cum soggy pizza. And after, he was allowed to don his shorts and follow the waiter into the boys toilet to give the kid a blow job. The door was opened by Paul's mom, a shocked look on hr face as well. She did hold it most of the night while they slept, and she would often scoot down and suck on it a little while he was sound asleep. Then he looked down at the cereal bowl on the floor.But Matt had always had all the younger girls at the high school drooling over his big jock dick, and now suddenly several of the chicks had made comments that Paul Sawyer was really cute, and that they would like to date him. Toss your clothes to me, and I will take them inside so they don't get all wrinkled." Matt took Paul's clothes, leaving the high school junior standing there in just his white underpants. Paul finished with the first car and moved on to the second which was closer to the street. Well, my thing is a big thing, but kisssing it is not such a big thing. A couple of inches of wood slipped into his asshole. 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.Paul didn't date the girls from the school much because he could not afford to take them out. Now anyone passing would see him, and as it was approaching ten A. on a Saturday morning, more and more people were leaving their homes. Then with her head hanging, she spread her legs and all the guys except Paul gathered around to look at her pussy. the tight underpants and shorts made the fat dick throb and pulse all the more, pushing out the thin material. Six kids from his school saw him and roared with laughter. And he meets those requirements." "Victoria's Secret in at the top of the escalator to the right. A large wet spot displayed the entire shape of the hard dick. You need to learn to do what I tell you to do, without hesitation, you fucking loser! Start out by licking my sweaty balls, and then go to work on the prick. He knelt up and bathed the hairy teenage scrotum with his tongue. He lifted each nut on his tongue and covered it with spit. They said he had to hold the cum all through his next class.
There, now you have a nice smooth dickhead to kiss. And for Pete's sakes, make it a nice long kiss, not just some little peck. Think how proud and happy you will be when you know that you saved your family and gave them security in these hard economic times. How about a round of applause for Dick Kisser Paul! Sex magazines go in the closet, school stuff on the desk, cd's in the rack. 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. 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..
He came from a really poor family, and the economic crunch hadn't helped any. An older woman stood and stared at him for a moment and then walked on, shaking her head in disgust. "I can see what a mistake it was for me to make you wash the cars in your skimpy little undies. Show me you got what it takes, and I promise to make things really good for your family. And hurry, we got a shitload of work ahead of us." Paul carried the tiny thong into the garage. I will help you with your party and wash your car and even let you embarrass me with stupid games, but I will not kiss your dick." "Sure you will, Paul. "Hey, guys look how red and puffy her cuntlips are. " Tears were now running down Maria's cheeks and dripping onto her nice big tits. Paul heard one of them say, "So it's true then that Paul Marshall is a faggot! Paul's nipples also showed beneath the tight pink cut off tee shirt displaying his name on the back and the word, "COCKSUCKER" on the front. Now take out your dick and show those little boys." Paul sniffing back his tears, undid the button on the tiny shorts and pulled them and his underpants down to reveal his thick long swollen dripping teenage dick. "Paul sighed and his chest rose and fell with defeat. Use your tongue and lips and while you suck, massage the bottom of my dick with your tongue. If you do a good job, I might let you suck me at school once in a while when my girlfriend is on the rag. He sucked on the sack skin, and he licked up where the sack joined the crotch, getting his tongue in the cracks and crevices. It leaked out of course, staining the ass of his pants.
Matt decided to use that to teach Paul a lesson he would never forget. Then the door to the Henshaw's opened and Matt came out. "Yeah, Marcy if you are a real good bitch tonight, I might let you lick my balls! I'll make sure they are nice and sweaty for you, you sweet little cock whore you." Matt laughed. Paul stood there with his naked chest covered in soap suds. Shit, they are soaked and I can clearly see your dick and balls right through the material. He saw her eighteen year old eyes go down to his dick. a kind of silk or satin, brightly colored posing thong, like gay models wear. He stood there frozen, water dripping from his handsome body, looking at the posing pouch. His dick flopped down over his balls and water dripped from his teenage scrotum. He lifted one of his large teenage feet and stepped into the posing strap. Look's like her new husband is fucking the shit out of her! Paul's teenage dick was as thick as a wrist by now and bobbing in the air and leaking. He knelt there on the desk, looking at Matt Henshaw with pure hatred in his eyes. He hated that he found his sister-in-law so attractive. " Then they all jabbered about it and started to text their friends. A bunch of girls from Paul's high school whispered and giggled about how they'd had no idea he was a faggot, and one girl who had dated him, started to cry out of embarrassment. Get it hard." Paul reached down and started to squeeze his prick, sending more leak out to stain the shorts. The other guys stood around shielding him from passing shoppers, and only the cub scouts could see. Except Paul, you can't use the regular dressing rooms because you are leaking dick drip all over. But I also got a dick and it's hard and I could use a good blowjob, and Matt Henshaw said I should get one from you. Had he any tears left, they would have run down his cute face, but his eyes were cried out. Then, he licked up and down the stalk of the dick."That's great, suck my prick hair clean too." Paul sucked on the boy's pubic hair. His mouth tasted of cock and cum and even a bit like shit. Can you imagine what it is like to be a teenage high school boy who has the taste of dick in his mouth all day? His cute teenage body was pale and the way he now looked, stoop shouldered and beaten, with swolln red balls, bleary and red eyed from crying, lips swollen and cracked from cock sucking, he hardly recognized himself.
It really sucked being a poor kid in at a rich school. Show some respect." He leaned in and put his teenage lips on the dickhead of the high school jock. " "I had this fourteen year old bitch kissing my balls just yesterday. Come on, Paul, certainly you are as brave as a fourteen year old bitch. You'll find cleaning stuff in the work closet in the kitchen downstairs, and when you come down to fetch them, that prick pouch better still be in your mouth and getting clean." Matt reached up and took one of Paul's puffy nipples between thumb and forefinger and gave the tit a twist. Paul stood in the center of the jock's room and sobbed, tears running down his handsome face and dripping onto the ass straps of the jock which hung out of his mouth. That will open up your ass crack and let you get at your asshole. I know you can." He patted Paul on the naked shoulder. I'd hate to think that after all of this you had to suck dick. Finally the room looked pretty good, well more than pretty good. It was months old and totally stiff with boy jizz and stuck together with spooge. Half the cunts in our school are fucking spooge addicts. Now you will get some real jizz flavor." Poor young Paul stood there naked and sucked on the jerk off rag. 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!
I know lots of people were impressed that Paul got a scholarship and did so well his first two years at Brixton Academy, but some of the rich boys at the school were not so pleased. He felt the soft smooth cockhead skin of the older boy. He felt something wet on his mouth and realized the dick was leaking pre-fuck. He pulled back, a long string of pre-fuck connecting his lower lip to the pisshole of the dick. It was after some of us were shooting hoops too, and my nuts were all stinky and sweaty, and she didn't complain at all. Finally, he accepted that he had to protect his family from poverty and got to work. Ten minutes later, Paul came downstairs, still bare assed naked and with the older teen's jock strap still in his mouth. Too bad you have so much work to do for the party, Paul. These young bitches really lay it all out trying to pick up jock dick to satisfy themselves. Paul lifted one large naked teen foot and placed it on the chair. Just a couple more inches and we will let you go back upstairs. It was cleaner than most teenage boys' rooms ever are. Can you imagine how any teenage boy would detest his asshole being called a pussy? He stood there with fresh tears brimming in his eyes. He worked the broom handle in and out of his ass, trying to follow orders without hurting himself too much, but each time the tip of the handle poked something deep inside him, it send a wave of nauseating pain through his body. Paul averted his eyes to avoid seeing the pain in Maria's. His father has the politicians of this state in his pocket. If he fucks you, that proves he is not a queer, right? Nobody has to know except the..." he counted the number of his buddies in the room..."the eight of us. Paul's sperm leaked from her bare pussy onto the car seat. She intentionally got him so excited he didn't wear a rubber on his dick. And someone was going to deliver some new clothes to him. In fact they almost bowed their heads when he entered. cut off so it would end just below the nipples and with the sleeves cut off as well. He caught a glimpse of himself naked in the bureau mirror. The white briefs were too small and too tight, so that his teenage dick and balls bulged obscenely. They barely came half-way up his ass in back, leaving the white undies showing. His swollen pink dick glowed with the scum of after-fuck and swung heavily between his legs. Harding moaned and withdrew his ass slimed dick from the boy's ass. They say you can't feel a dick shooting up your ass,(I wouldn't know because I am always the fucker) but Paul felt the hot stinging spray on his cut and raw inner cunt.
Many of the students said this partly because they had to butter up Matt because their dads worked for Matt's Dad. He would walk his muscular young athletes body around the locker room and his fat fuckmeat would swing over balls the size of peaches. Tim, a red haired kid who was long and lean spoke up. You can talk to your dad about getting us summer jobs in one of his plants. High school senior Matt Henshaw had a large toothy smile. "Come on Paul, you still have my room to clean and the bathrooms." Paul leaned over, his muscular young ass cheeks spreading as he did so, to pick up the tiny satin pouch. There were five jocks crammed in the tent, and it smelled like boy sex. He was crawling bare assed naked from teenage jock to teenage jock licking their dicks and balls. Paul was a fucking mess when Matt and the high school boys finished with him. Eventually he knew he had to move, to get up, get dressed, and get out of the tend and the mall before he was discovered. He was totally bare assed naked in a tent in a store without anything to cover himself. Paul bolted across the concrete of the parking lot and ducked down between two cars. Surly Matt must sense that this had gone much too far. He would beg Matt to go on to some other kid, to have his fun if he must, but to leave Paul alone. Paul made it home and through the rest of the day unmolested, undamaged, and under a state of shocked confusion. " Too weak to protest any longer, Paul reached out for the soap and picked it up. He burped and cum ran from his nose and from the corner of his mouth. Matt lifted one naked foot and pushed Paul in the cum coated face with it. He pushed the bar of soap against his asscunt and after a second the swollen ass lips opened to accept the large hunk of soap. We want to reward you for your excellent cocksucking today. And some of the guys will want to fuck your pussy too, after they relax a bit and get into it. Let's get going." He padded on bare feet over to Paul and kicked him in the ass. Would he tell them them he had been fucked in the ass and made to suck cock? He especially didn't want his mother to hear such things. She was still totally ashamed because she had been fucked by Paul. Also they could not help but notice, with Paul's young ass up in the air, that his asshole was all red and swollen. "I feel sorry for Paul, and we all have to help him however we can." She did. She knew hos shy teenage boys are about their still developing bodies. Assholes like Matt Henshaw flaunted their heavy dicks in front of girls. There was a knock at the kitchen door and Matt and two of his high school chums entered, big smiles on their faces.