I stayed home in bed for two days. I called the regular swing choir

> music teacher and told her I wouldn't be in for a while, and they

could work

> on the music aspects of the numbers. I stumbled around my

apartment trying

> to get my life in order and seriously considered moving to Chicago.

Mostly I

> slept as people do when they are humiliated or sad, or scared. I

decided I

> could never go back to the school. Then, at ten o'clock at night on

the

> third evening, my doorbell rang. I knew who it was without a

second

> thought. I don't know why. I slipped on some old jeans and a tee

shirt and

> opened the door.

> Jake stood there with a nasty look on his face. He was more

adorable

> than I had remembered. Then his face in a second turned innocent

and

> childlike. Such an innocent high school boy look on him. He was

dressed in

> a burgundy baggy sweater that hung down over his hands and a

pair of dark

> blue pants.

> "Mr. C.I am pissed. I missed you mucho these last two days

and my

> dick missed you too." He had been drinking, I could tell by the slur

in his

> speech and the blurry look to his usually bright sparkling eyes. "You

have

> been a mean selfish cocksucker to let us swing choir boys high and

dry."

> "Jake, I've thought it over and this whole thing is no good. I'm

not

> coming back to the school, and I can't see you any more." My voice

shook so

> badly I could hardly stand the sound. I sounded like the biggest

sissy boy.

> Here I was, an adult in his thirties, letting a high school boy push

me

> around.

I called the regular swing choir

> music teacher and told her I wouldn't be in for a while, and they

could work

> on the music aspects of the numbers. I stumbled around my

apartment trying

> to get my life in order and seriously considered moving to Chicago.

Mostly I

> slept as people do when they are humiliated or sad, or scared. I

decided I

> could never go back to the school. Then, at ten o'clock at night on

the

> third evening, my doorbell rang. I knew who it was without a

second

> thought. I don't know why. I slipped on some old jeans and a tee

shirt and

> opened the door.

> Jake stood there with a nasty look on his face. He was more

adorable

> than I had remembered. Then his face in a second turned innocent

and

> childlike. Such an innocent high school boy look on him. He was

dressed in

> a burgundy baggy sweater that hung down over his hands and a

pair of dark

> blue pants.

> "Mr. C.I am pissed. I missed you mucho these last two days

and my

> dick missed you too." He had been drinking, I could tell by the slur

in his

> speech and the blurry look to his usually bright sparkling eyes. "You

have

> been a mean selfish cocksucker to let us swing choir boys high and

dry."

> "Jake, I've thought it over and this whole thing is no good. I'm

not

> coming back to the school, and I can't see you any more." My voice

shook so

> badly I could hardly stand the sound. I sounded like the biggest

sissy boy.

> Here I was, an adult in his thirties, letting a high school boy push

me

> around.



> "I brought a present for you Mr. C." Jake groped his bulge.I

could

> see he was at least half hard. Why the fuck did that kid have to be

hung

> like that?

> "My name begins with a G.not a C and you know it."

> He smiled stupidly, a little drunken spittle in the corner of his

> mouth. His eyes were red. "No, Mr. C.Mr. C.that's your nick

name. Know

> what it stands for? Mr. Cunt! All the guys in the school know about

it.

> We told all the guys, not just the guys in swing choir. Everybody

thinks

> itšs very funny.except for a few of the faggot boys."

> "Well, your little game is over. " I was actually proud of myself

> holding my own like that. Although, the sight of his luscious full

young boy

> lips made me start to get hard. He had a way of licking his lips and

> chewing on his lower lip like a naughty little boy that drove me nuts.

"I brought a present for you Mr. C." Jake groped his bulge.I

could

> see he was at least half hard. Why the fuck did that kid have to be

hung

> like that?

> "My name begins with a G.not a C and you know it."

> He smiled stupidly, a little drunken spittle in the corner of his

> mouth. His eyes were red. "No, Mr. C.Mr. C.that's your nick

name. Know

> what it stands for? Mr. Cunt! All the guys in the school know about

it.

> We told all the guys, not just the guys in swing choir. Everybody

thinks

> itšs very funny.except for a few of the faggot boys."

> "Well, your little game is over. " I was actually proud of myself

> holding my own like that. Although, the sight of his luscious full

young boy

> lips made me start to get hard. He had a way of licking his lips and

> chewing on his lower lip like a naughty little boy that drove me nuts.

He

> did that now.

> "Don't you wanna suck my big fat teenage dick?"

> "Jake, you know I have very strong unexplainable feelings for

you, and

> yes, as a matter of fact I want to suck your big fat teenage dick

more than

> anything in the world right now.more than breathing.more than

life. It's

> all I have thought about these last two days, but I cannot and will

not

> tolerate your abuse of me. I will not be humiliated, so I have to

break it

> off with you."

> He pouted and ran one hand through his hair. "What if I tell you

I am

> really sorry, and I really like you a lot?"

> Oh Jesus, my dick was like iron in my pants. "Jake how can I

believe

> you after all the shit you put me through? "

>

> "I was just playing around. I never meant to really hurt you. I

know it

> got out of hand, but you know how horny high school guys are and

how they



> love to humiliate other guys. Shit, we are always pulling that kind of

sick

> shit on each other just for fun. Can I come in, just for a minute?"

>

> "It would be better if you didn't. It can only lead to." He

walked

> passed me into the apartment. I just stood there, one hand on the

door

> knob. He slipped out of his sweater and stood there in his tee shirt.

> "Išm a little drunk. Can I have a beer?"

> "Jake itšs a school night, and I think you've had enough."

> "You are a real prick, Mr.C.Mr. G. You sure know how to hurt a

guy.

> You think I'm mean to you? How about you? Here I am with a great

big crush

> on you, and you stay away for two days." He kicked off his shoes

and peeled

> off his socks.

>

> "If I am a prick, then you better go home Jake. I mean it. You

don't

> have a crush on me and you know it."

>

> "Then why does my fat prick get all hard and drippy when I think

about

> you? Why does it leak all over my fucking pants? He padded on

bare feet

> into the kitchen and came back with a beer.

> 'I told you no beer!" I was weakening. I was losing, I could tell.

> What the fuck was wrong with me? "You've got lots of girls after

you. You've

> got a steady girlfriend. Go out with them to relieve your sexual

needs."

>

> "I do. I've fucked them all until they can't walk. I need something

new.

> Don't you wanna suck my dick Mr. G?"

>

> "If I suck your dick will you go home?"

>

> "You bet." He got a big smile on his face and peeled off his tee

shirt.

> The sight of his smooth naked chest did me in. My dick started

squirting pre

sick

> shit on each other just for fun. Can I come in, just for a minute?"

>

> "It would be better if you didn't. It can only lead to." He

walked

> passed me into the apartment. I just stood there, one hand on the

door

> knob. He slipped out of his sweater and stood there in his tee shirt.

> "Išm a little drunk. Can I have a beer?"

> "Jake itšs a school night, and I think you've had enough."

> "You are a real prick, Mr.C.Mr. G. You sure know how to hurt a

guy.

> You think I'm mean to you? How about you? Here I am with a great

big crush

> on you, and you stay away for two days." He kicked off his shoes

and peeled

> off his socks.

>

> "If I am a prick, then you better go home Jake. I mean it. You

don't

> have a crush on me and you know it."

>

> "Then why does my fat prick get all hard and drippy when I think

about

> you? Why does it leak all over my fucking pants? He padded on

bare feet

> into the kitchen and came back with a beer.

> 'I told you no beer!" I was weakening. I was losing, I could tell.

> What the fuck was wrong with me? "You've got lots of girls after

you. You've

> got a steady girlfriend. Go out with them to relieve your sexual

needs."

>

> "I do. I've fucked them all until they can't walk. I need something

new.

> Don't you wanna suck my dick Mr. G?"

>

> "If I suck your dick will you go home?"

>

> "You bet." He got a big smile on his face and peeled off his tee

shirt.

> The sight of his smooth naked chest did me in. My dick started

squirting pre



> fuck and my legs grew weak. I loved his perfect nipples and his

belly

> button and his hard smooth tummy. I had never been so gone over

anyone in my

> entire life. He undid his belt and unsnapped his pants. He let them

fall.

> He wasn't wearing any underwear. His dick stood up stiff and wet.

It

> bounced, nine inches of boyfuck meat.

> I stood in front of him dying to kiss those soft lips.dying to suck

on

> his nipples�to chew on his neck.to lick his stomach. I wanted him

to love

> me, to need me.

> "You're the best cocksucker I ever had, " he said smiling at me.

> "Do you, eh.wanna sit on the couch, or go into the bedroom?" I

felt

> drunk now, drunk by the sight of him.

> "I'd rather stand and have you on your knees." I should have

known, but

> it was too late for me now, I was trapped once again by the most

beautiful

> dick I had ever seen. It was running a cloudy stream of fucklube

onto the

> carpet.

> I took off my tee shirt. "You're really excited tonight Jake." I

> whispered, dropping my pants so my own six and a half inches

popped up. I

> sank to my knees and moved in.

> "Yeah." he sighed, thrusting his hips out toward me. "I just

finished

> fucking my girlfriend." I smelled the cunt on his dick then, a really

> strong smell. "I didn't get a chance to wash my dick. It's got Julie's

> cuntjuice all over it." There it was a few inches from my face,

smelling of

> pussy, and I could see the dried cuntjuice on it.

>

> "Well, Jake, would you like you to go wash it now?"

> "No, I would like you to suck it like this. I would like you to suck

and

> lick my girlfriend's pussy slime from my dick."

>

> "Jake, It's filthy and it stinks.I can't suck it like this."

>

I loved his perfect nipples and his

belly

> button and his hard smooth tummy. I had never been so gone over

anyone in my

> entire life. He undid his belt and unsnapped his pants. He let them

fall.

> He wasn't wearing any underwear. His dick stood up stiff and wet.

It

> bounced, nine inches of boyfuck meat.

> I stood in front of him dying to kiss those soft lips.dying to suck

on

> his nipples�to chew on his neck.to lick his stomach. I wanted him

to love

> me, to need me.

> "You're the best cocksucker I ever had, " he said smiling at me.

> "Do you, eh.wanna sit on the couch, or go into the bedroom?" I

felt

> drunk now, drunk by the sight of him.

> "I'd rather stand and have you on your knees." I should have

known, but

> it was too late for me now, I was trapped once again by the most

beautiful

> dick I had ever seen. It was running a cloudy stream of fucklube

onto the

> carpet.

> I took off my tee shirt. "You're really excited tonight Jake." I

> whispered, dropping my pants so my own six and a half inches

popped up. I

> sank to my knees and moved in.

> "Yeah." he sighed, thrusting his hips out toward me. "I just

finished

> fucking my girlfriend." I smelled the cunt on his dick then, a really

> strong smell. "I didn't get a chance to wash my dick. It's got Julie's

> cuntjuice all over it." There it was a few inches from my face,

smelling of

> pussy, and I could see the dried cuntjuice on it.

>

> "Well, Jake, would you like you to go wash it now?"

> "No, I would like you to suck it like this. I would like you to suck

and

> lick my girlfriend's pussy slime from my dick."

>

> "Jake, It's filthy and it stinks.I can't suck it like this."

>



> "Look Mr. C.I came all the way over here to be nice to you. Now

suck

> it like it is or not at all. Make up your mind." What would you have

done?

> Nine inches of handsome teenage fuck meat bobbing in front of me.

The

> pisshole opened and closed and more fuckslop oozed out. I

swallowed my

> pride, held my breath and took the fat drooling prick into my mouth.

"Look Mr. C.I came all the way over here to be nice to you. Now

suck

> it like it is or not at all. Make up your mind." What would you have

done?

> Nine inches of handsome teenage fuck meat bobbing in front of me.

The

> pisshole opened and closed and more fuckslop oozed out. I

swallowed my

> pride, held my breath and took the fat drooling prick into my mouth.

I was

> in heaven. The pussy taste and smell went away rather quickly, and

I was

> left with the delicious flavor of Jake's fuckmeat. I did gag a little on

the

> cunt taste, but it soon dissolved in spit. Jake encouraged me.

> "That a way Mr. C. Oh you are some great cocksucker. Usually I

make

> Julie clean me up with her mouth, but all the while I was fucking her

cunt,

> I kept thinking about your mouth sucking down her cuntslime. So

after I

> shot, I pulled out and let the scum dry on me real careful. You see

how I

> think of you? "

> Dear God it was so wonderful; his big full balls bouncing on my

chin,

> his beer can thick prick ramming my throat, choking me, turning me

into his

> pussy, his fucktoy. The dick was so thick it stretched my entire

throat. I

> know how badly eighteen year old boys need sex, so I almost

excused his

> abuse of me. I kept thinking, maybe he is gay and doesn't know it.

Maybe he

> could like me, love me. How I lied to myself when I was sucking the

> pre-fuck from the gaping pisshole of his dickhead. The fucksnot was

> literally running down my throat like a river. Suddenly he pulled

away, his

> dick throbbing, a string of spittle and pre-fuck going from his

cockhead to

> my mouth.

> "I wanna get some pictures of you, Mr. C. For my memories. "

He hada

> digital camera in his hands and he shot down on me, snapping a



picture of me

> kneeling with dick slime going from my mouth to his cockhead.

> 'No Jake, no pictures, absolutely not."

> "Come on Mr. C. Lay back on the floor and masturbate for me.



It's just

> fun, man. You are so fucking up tight. Be a kid again and have

some fun

> with me." He stepped back and got a pic of me kneeling, my dick

hard and

> throbbing. "Start to jerk off for me.think about how great it's going

to

> be when I fuck your ass."

> "I told you Jake, I don't do that" but my hand went to my dick,

pulling

> it, rubbing it. SNAP!

> "Yeah baby, and I told you, you better start to stretch that pussy

with

> your fingers or it's going to hurt bad when the time comes. I am

not known

> for being a gentle fucker. I'm giving you a chance, being nice to

you,

> giving you a chance to get your hole opened up. Lay back on the

floor while

> you jerk off.its more comfortable." I did. I fell back onto the floor,

> tugging and yanking on my swollen prick, unable to look away from

his

> godlike body. His huge prick drooled onto me as he stood over me

snapping

> pics. Then he was standing over my face, his big feet planted on

either side

> of my head, pre-fuck running down onto my nose and lips. Then he

squatted

> down, until his nuts lay hot and sweaty on my mouth and chin.

> "I feel like an ass suck. Lick my ass crack Mr. C." I know you

must

> think me an absolute wimp.a loser.a creep beyond any hope, but

what

> would you have done with the world's most perfect eighteen year

old ass

> inches from your face? I stuck my tongue out as far as I could and

swiped

> at his smooth young asscrack. He smelled sweaty. He raised up

slightly so

> my tongue got only the tips of ass crack hair�soft downy hair. Just





a bit.

> Just a sprinkling around his pink puckered asshole. Oh yes, I drank

in the

> sight of that as well, my dick going nuts. Eighteen year old ass hole

still

> has that youthful boyish pinkness about it. I tried to reach his ass

crack

> with my tongue, but he squatted just high enough that I couldn't get

it

> laughing. His dick throbbed and bobbed and leaked.

> "Come on girl.come on and lick my ass crack. Reach for it,

Cunt.

> Stick that fucking tongue out. Taste some hot sweaty boy ass!"

Sweat dripped

> from his ass crack onto my face. It was terribly pungent.

> I was practically yanking my dick out of my groin. He lowered his

ass enough

> so that I was dizzy from the funky boy ass sweat stink, and my

tongue

> licked at his asshole hairs. A little lower! My tongue swiped up and

down

> the ass crack, catching sweat and some ass dirt, and the dried fuck

tracks

> from drippings from his fuck with his girlfriend. He allowed his full

ass

> cheeks to close over my face. I was smothered by teenage boy ass.

> Just a sprinkling around his pink puckered asshole. Oh yes, I drank

in the

> sight of that as well, my dick going nuts. Eighteen year old ass hole

still

> has that youthful boyish pinkness about it. I tried to reach his ass

crack

> with my tongue, but he squatted just high enough that I couldn't get

it

> laughing. His dick throbbed and bobbed and leaked.

> "Come on girl.come on and lick my ass crack. Reach for it,

Cunt.

> Stick that fucking tongue out. Taste some hot sweaty boy ass!"

Sweat dripped

> from his ass crack onto my face. It was terribly pungent.

> I was practically yanking my dick out of my groin. He lowered his

ass enough

> so that I was dizzy from the funky boy ass sweat stink, and my

tongue

> licked at his asshole hairs. A little lower! My tongue swiped up and

down

> the ass crack, catching sweat and some ass dirt, and the dried fuck

tracks

> from drippings from his fuck with his girlfriend. He allowed his full

ass

> cheeks to close over my face. I was smothered by teenage boy ass.

I felt my

> dick about to explode and jerked on it harder. A teenage boy was

forcing

> his ass down onto my face, sitting on my face.

> "Stick your tongue up my hole.fuck my hole with your tongue you

fucking

> dirty sex sow you!"

> I rammed my tongue into his puckered ass hole, as far as I could,

until

> it hurt it was in so far. I sucked at his ass lips while my tongue

probed in

> a rectal fuck, and my dick shot a huge spray of fuck into to the air

as I

> came, one of the hardest orgasms of my whole life.

> "Oh God, I love you.I love you.I love you.I love you." I

yelled

> over and over my tongue up his asshole making it sound like

nothing except



> grunting.

> "Fucking ass sucking faggot." he screamed and shot his own

load

> across my body and beyond me. Huge globs of Jake's cum made

my own watery

> orgasm seem pathetic. He was only eighteen, but he was a man,

and I was a

> faggot. He pulled up off my tongue and jerked his prick, so the

remaining

> cum splashed onto my face.me with my mouth wide trying to catch

it.

> "You are one disgusting piece of shit you know that Mr. Cunt!"

> I was in a daze, and his abuse hardly registered. I was still

coming

> down from the best orgasm of my life. My balls ached with the

power of it.

> My body was covered with his boy fuck.

> He walked to the chair and started to get dressed in a hurry, me

still

> on the floor in a daze.

> "Three things, Asswipe. 1. You be at school tomorrow for swing

choir.

> We need the rehearsal, and no back talk, or these pics go all over

the

> school, including to the administration. I hope you fucking

understand that

> I mean every fucking word I say. Išll do it motherfucker, I really

will.

> And your new rehearsal outfit will be cut off jean shorts, and I

mean cut

> off high. I want some ass cheek showing. No, I want a lot of ass

cheek

> showing. If they aren't cut off high enough, we will finish the job

right

> there in class in front of the girls and everything, and you know I

mean it.

> Don't worry about Mrs. Twat (Tschanz), I already told the old cunt

that you

> would be there tomorrow, and she could stay in her office and drink.

> Oh, and wear a nice pink tee shirt, cut off to one inch below your

nipples.

> 2. I need a hundred bucks.bring it tomorrow. "

> "What about the checkbook and checks?"

> "I bought a new home entertainment system. You would love it. "

> "Fucking ass sucking faggot." he screamed and shot his own

load

> across my body and beyond me. Huge globs of Jake's cum made

my own watery

> orgasm seem pathetic. He was only eighteen, but he was a man,

and I was a

> faggot. He pulled up off my tongue and jerked his prick, so the

remaining

> cum splashed onto my face.me with my mouth wide trying to catch

it.

> "You are one disgusting piece of shit you know that Mr. Cunt!"

> I was in a daze, and his abuse hardly registered. I was still

coming

> down from the best orgasm of my life. My balls ached with the

power of it.

> My body was covered with his boy fuck.

> He walked to the chair and started to get dressed in a hurry, me

still

> on the floor in a daze.

> "Three things, Asswipe. 1. You be at school tomorrow for swing

choir.

> We need the rehearsal, and no back talk, or these pics go all over

the

> school, including to the administration. I hope you fucking

understand that

> I mean every fucking word I say. Išll do it motherfucker, I really

will.

> And your new rehearsal outfit will be cut off jean shorts, and I

mean cut

> off high. I want some ass cheek showing. No, I want a lot of ass

cheek

> showing. If they aren't cut off high enough, we will finish the job

right

> there in class in front of the girls and everything, and you know I

mean it.

> Don't worry about Mrs. Twat (Tschanz), I already told the old cunt

that you

> would be there tomorrow, and she could stay in her office and drink.

> Oh, and wear a nice pink tee shirt, cut off to one inch below your

nipples.

> 2. I need a hundred bucks.bring it tomorrow. "

> "What about the checkbook and checks?"

> "I bought a new home entertainment system. You would love it. "



> "But Jake, where will I get a hundred bucks from?"

> "What the fuck do I care, but have it, or tomorrow night, Mr.

Cunt

> will have his own internet website with pictures.

> 3. I need your apartment tomorrow night to fuck this chick, so

> disappear from six to midnight. She swears I will have to use a

rubber or

> she won't do it. Yeah right. But if I do use a dickbag, I'll leave it for

> you to suck out, How's that? In case you didn't notice, your prick is

> getting hard again. What a fucking queer. Oh yeah, from now on, no

clothes

> when you are at home. I want you bare assed all the time. I mean,

all the

> time! You answer the door bareassed. If I come to see you, and

you answer

> the door with anything but a bare dick, your ass will be grass. And

I'll be

> sending some guys form school over, just to check on you. You

answer the

> door bare assed, you hear?"

> "But what if itšs some friends, or my mom and dad.or.they

come over

> sometimes."

>

> "Too bad fuckface. You better just tell them not to come over

for a

> while. Of course, you can ask my permission to wear clothes if you

make

> advance plans. Now come here. How about a little goodbye kiss? "

> He wanted to kiss me! Jake wanted to kiss me. I sprang to my

feet,

> my dick throbbing hard again and went to take him in my arms.

> "Whoa." he laughed. "This is a special buddy kiss. Close your

eyes

> and open your mouth wide." I did, and he snorted back snot from

his nose,

> gobbed and hawked a huge wad of spit into my mouth. I gagged

and started to

> close my mouth, thinking I might puke.

> "Hold on. Keep that cocksucker mouth wide open. You didnšt

actually

> think I'd touch my lips to yours after you sucked on my asshole did

you?

> Some night, if you are real good, I will kiss you, and it will be the

"But Jake, where will I get a hundred bucks from?"

> "What the fuck do I care, but have it, or tomorrow night, Mr.

Cunt

> will have his own internet website with pictures.

> 3. I need your apartment tomorrow night to fuck this chick, so

> disappear from six to midnight. She swears I will have to use a

rubber or

> she won't do it. Yeah right. But if I do use a dickbag, I'll leave it for

> you to suck out, How's that? In case you didn't notice, your prick is

> getting hard again. What a fucking queer. Oh yeah, from now on, no

clothes

> when you are at home. I want you bare assed all the time. I mean,

all the

> time! You answer the door bareassed. If I come to see you, and

you answer

> the door with anything but a bare dick, your ass will be grass. And

I'll be

> sending some guys form school over, just to check on you. You

answer the

> door bare assed, you hear?"

> "But what if itšs some friends, or my mom and dad.or.they

come over

> sometimes."

>

> "Too bad fuckface. You better just tell them not to come over

for a

> while. Of course, you can ask my permission to wear clothes if you

make

> advance plans. Now come here. How about a little goodbye kiss? "

> He wanted to kiss me! Jake wanted to kiss me. I sprang to my

feet,

> my dick throbbing hard again and went to take him in my arms.

> "Whoa." he laughed. "This is a special buddy kiss. Close your

eyes

> and open your mouth wide." I did, and he snorted back snot from

his nose,

> gobbed and hawked a huge wad of spit into my mouth. I gagged

and started to

> close my mouth, thinking I might puke.

> "Hold on. Keep that cocksucker mouth wide open. You didnšt

actually

> think I'd touch my lips to yours after you sucked on my asshole did

you?

> Some night, if you are real good, I will kiss you, and it will be the



> highlight of your fucked up life. I'm not afraid to kiss guys. It

doesn't

> threaten my sexuality. Now hold your mouth open." He leaned in

and I heard

> him sniff. Then he blew his nose into my mouth. I started to puke,

but he

> slapped a hand over my mouth and pinched my nose.

> "Swallow! Swallow, Cuntface! Before we are though, you will be

eating

> my snot like it was cavier! So just get fucking used to it.

> You will take anything and everything from my body and love

it.you hear

> me.love it!"

> I swallowed. He stepped back and smiled, lifting my chin to look

into

> my pale sick face.

> "Good Pussy." the eighteen year old boy said.

> "Please,could I suck you once more?" I said, totally humiliating

myself

> for him.

> "Fuck you." he said in the sweetest way, and was gone.

id to kiss guys. It

doesn't

> threaten my sexuality. Now hold your mouth open." He leaned in

and I heard

> him sniff. Then he blew his nose into my mouth. I started to puke,

but he

> slapped a hand over my mouth and pinched my nose.

> "Swallow! Swallow, Cuntface! Before we are though, you will be

eating

> my snot like it was cavier! So just get fucking used to it.

> You will take anything and everything from my body and love

it.you hear

> me.love it!"

> I swallowed. He stepped back and smiled, lifting my chin to look

into

> my pale sick face.

> "Good Pussy." the eighteen year old boy said.

> "Please,could I suck you once more?" I said, totally humiliating

myself

> for him.

> "Fuck you." he said in the sweetest way, and was gone.