I’m not saying I’m the English version of Henrik Stenson, but I feel like Henrik Stenson out there at times, just with a prettier face… I would say though that I am comfortable hitting my driver now, whereas I wasn’t a few months ago. And sometimes thinking in these terms can help relieve the fear and anxiety that we may be feeling.
I heard a whimper and turned my head the other way and there was my younger brother Steve, leaning forward against the porch railing, getting his asshole stuffed with dick from behind by Uncle Steve, who he’d been named after. I gave Hoover a remedial class on basic cocksucking technique for the next twenty minutes or so, then pulled out and raped his ass for him.
I guess my cum in his ass helped Boomtown get in, but Cookie Monster was screaming pretty good as the bloodhound humped away at his five year old hole. Mmmphhh mmmmmm nnnmmmmphhh nmmmm ggnnnmmmm,” Punk sighed around my cock as he avidly worked my meat with his mouth.
For many years I did not even know my day to day life has been badly affected due to the abuse I had to …
I know you love it,” I growled in his ear, now stop crying like a little girl and tilt your head back.” Punk sobbed but did his best to comply, turning his face up toward me over his left shoulder, as I leaned forward and fastened my lips tightly and greedily over his.
On the day I chloroformed Punk, grabbed him, tied him up and gagged him, and stuffed him into the storage space underneath the bunk in my sleeper-cab, I’d put a good hundred miles between us and the Indiana town where I’d found him, before pulling into a rest stop beside a highway in the next state, hauling him out, yanking his shorts down, greasing his ass up thoroughly, and then fucking him for the first time without even untying him or taking his gag out.
He gulped it down, spurt after spurt, moaning in genuine pleasure as he did one of the two things I’d taught him he was really good at, and that he’d been put on Earth to do. The other thing – taking a dick up his ass – Punk still pretty much hated doing, but he was sure relaxed to the idea that …
Punk was moaning into my mouth now and his tongue had started to come alive against mine once more; in six days, he’d also picked up quite a lot of kissing technique, as well, and although I knew his ass still hurt from my dick ramming in and out of it brutally, I also knew the sensations were starting to feel good to him, too.
I’m one of those guys with a very high natural libido; given the chance, I can fuck five or six times a day, and shoot pretty big loads every time I get off, too. You fuck a virgin kid of either gender two or three times, really hard, before you ever even say a word to them, and trust me, they’ll actually be grateful for a chance to suck your dick for you as an alternative to getting fucked again.
His yelling turned into one long drawn out high pitched scream as I rammed my dick up into his guts, interrupted only as I grunted and thrust hard again, then one more time, driving my dick further up him each time, until finally I was buried to the root in his hot tight velvety smooth …