Oh, you better sort through it to make sure the recycles are separate. Then after you finish that, meet me out front on the circle drive" Matt actually expected Paul to sort through his garbage. They are in big debt to my dad, and work for him too. Christ, when you bash a faggot, he cums from the beating. Paul collapsed onto the floor with pain and the room erupted in wild laughter. Here he was getting his scrotum beaten by rich Matt Henshaw and three middle class teens who had come to deliver groceries for the big teenage bash Matt was throwing. Me and my buddies used to have contests where we punched each other in the nuts to see who could take the most pain. "I think the time has come for Paul here to show me some proper respect. Now, you know I can make things really good for your family. Two fat leaking cockheads battered at Paul's mouth. " Paul looked absolutely terrified, tears running down his cute young face and mixing with dick spooge and snot and drool. Paul's own snot running from his nose mingled with the cockleak and spit and entered his own mouth. His eyes were wild with fear as he sucked as hard as he could on the cockheads. " Matt threatened and swatted the poor teen's balls again. One high school jock had been left outside the tent to stand guard. He crawled on his knees over to his buddy and they both fed the helpless teen their big dicks at the same time. Paul wailed in pain, but the sound was muffled by the two large cockheads stuffing his mouth. His daddy ran the town, and he could do whatever the fuck he wanted. The big nuts drew up in their flesh bag, and Matt Came! He shot spray after spray of dick scum into the open sewer mouth of Paul. Paul pushed open the door and saw Matt Henshaw, looking gorgeous as usual along with four other jocks. I hope you slept well." Matt said, a nice big grin on his handsome face. "You must not have gotten a good night's rest last night cocksucker. The teacher's other hand slid up Paul's chest under the cut off tee shirt and started to pull on Paul's nipples. It looked like he had been covered with glue that had dried. "I can't have your spooge coated faggot body in my good car, Paul, so you will have to ride in the trunk! Paul wanted to cry, but as I said, he had no tears left. "Legs spread wide and hands on the table." Matt smiled and the other jocks nodded sagely and chuckled. Matt cut a nice big slice of fully loaded pizza for Paul, but then pulled it away again. They returned with proud shiny faces, beaming with success. When the cereal was soaked with the piss, Matt smiled at Paul.
Second, and more important, because secretly, inside, faggots love this kind of treatment. Just like a bitch loves to get fucked really rough, even though she cries and pretends not to, so a faggot may protest your bullying him, but secretly, he gets off on it big time. Paul was currently naked on the kitchen floor, crying like a baby and holding his balls. None of them ever cried like that," Said Tony, nudging the naked boy on the floor with the toe of his trainer. He just has not gotten the hang of this game at all. We are just a bunch of normal guys having a little fun. He would warn the boys to be quiet if any store customers approached. " Matt smile, rocking back and forth on the boy's face. From now on Paul will be sucking all your assholes at school every day. Two fat leaking cockheads battered at Paul's mouth. " Paul looked absolutely terrified, tears running down his cute young face and mixing with dick spooge and snot and drool. Paul's own snot running from his nose mingled with the cockleak and spit and entered his own mouth. His eyes were wild with fear as he sucked as hard as he could on the cockheads. " Matt threatened and swatted the poor teen's balls again. One high school jock had been left outside the tent to stand guard. I just wanted to give you your insructions for the day. What were you too busy fucking your sister-in-law and sucking your big brother's dick? I hope you don't mind." As they walked through the school halls and out toward the parking lot, a number of other late leaving students passed the boys. Two cars filled with wild, horny teen boys pulled up to the pizza parlor. Paul spread his legs and his balls draped over the edge of the bench. The waiter bent down to retrieve the utensils and saw Paul's big fat naked dick and balls hanging there. He backed away a step or two like he had caught the plague. He smiled and waved for some eighth grade boys at another table to come over. The piece of pizza was covered with white cock slime. "Okay, buddy, down you go and enjoy your breakfast." On hands and knees, sticking his face into the bowl, Paul ate the piss soaked corn flakes.
In fact, most of the poor families in the town had at least some members working for Matt's Dad. " Paul unconsciously brought his hands together in front of his dick and balls. Just a few nights ago, he had come out of the bathroom at their small home after taking a shower. When he moved wrong one nut or the other popped out from the side of the pouch. On naked feet, wearing this gross faggoty posing pouch, Paul returned to the driveway. I have to go inside and pick out a wardrobe for tonight. And when the teenage boys come with the food from the store, just show them the way to the kitchen will you? Four boys waited patiently to see if Paul would do as he had been ordered. He sighed a huge sigh and placed his prickhead at the opening of her cunt. Paul's dick was big and her cunt was sore from all the matrimonial fucking she had been getting. She wasn't sure she liked or understood the male need to fuck so often or so hard or in such a bestial manner. He had now and then given grade school kids money just to watch them fuck. And again this morning I'll bet if I know your bro. There were still red marks on his smooth strong ass cheeks from the beatings of the previous day. The girls working in the shop saw Matt Henshaw and his buddies standing in the doorway watching, so they knew it was some kind of prank or joke. The shopgirls laughed right out loud and sneered at Paul in his stupid outfit. That means he really likes me and he will date me again, I just know it." Said Vicki, waving toward Matt in the doorway. "See, he wants to talk to me." She bounced over, her huge tits moving on their own. the with one hand he reached down and cupped her pussy right through her clothes. And eventually she agreed to whatever he was saying. He stood there looking pretty stupid in just his tight white briefs. " The words tumbled out so quickly, so hysterically, that spittle dripped from the boy's chin. One could not suck as many cocks as he had and not be a cocksucker. He really had learned in just two days to be an expert cocksucker. Harding slumped into his desk chair, his legs spread, his huge balls draping over the edge of the seat. You are going to plow his teenage boycunt with your big dick every fucking day! Harding reached down and spread the boy's tender ass globes to reveal the swollen red lips of the kid's alreadya bused asshole. The cockhead battered at the sore swollen ass lips and then popped in. Little did poor Paul know that is exactly what Matt had planned for him. He was about to strip naked in front of his family. They allowed him to strip naked up in the privacy of his own bedroom. His mom and dad and big broteher and Maria, his big brother's new bride. No girl would look at him, much less speak with him. Son...it's time for dinner." His dad's voice cut through his agony. He knew what he had to do, but he didn't know if the had the strength. Please, come down to dinner." Paul hauld himself to his teenage feet and directly collapsed back onto the bed. His hand went to it automatically and began to play with it. His dick grew out over eight inches and throbbed thick and pink. Think about some hot girl at school, and we'll be finished in no time." She kept her own sobs out of her voice. She reached down and cupped his teenage nuts and gently squeezed them to bring him off sooner. Paul was sucking in air and blowing it out like a whale. Paul had to sleep naked between his naked big brother and his brother's wife. Being a normal, healthy high school boy, if he faced his sister-in law, his fat erect dick rubbed on her body.
The guys had always commented on what a huge, awesome cock Matt had. Now come on be a sport and strip down to your underpants for me. Remember I can engineer a nice raise for your dad and bro. He felt like he wanted to cry, but he knew he didn't dare. He kicked off his trainers and peeled off his white socks. He stood there bare chested, his nipples hardening in the morning air. His full young lips encircled the cold long neck of the beer bottle. As he moved nervously from naked foot to naked foot, his big boy dick swung from side to side. These dirty fucking teenage boys were having nasty thoughts. It's the price you pay for being poor and at the mercy of the upper classes. He was crawling bare assed naked from teenage jock to teenage jock licking their dicks and balls. Paul was crawling naked in a tent in a sporting good's store in a large mall. His body ached, and his asshole throbbed from the stretching it had taken. A crowd of about fifty had gathered to look at the naked boy. He ran faster and faster, pushing through people entering the mall. Out, out into the sunlight of the main parking lot. Over one hundred people moving toward him, stopping and pointing at his bare assed body. People closing in on him from that direction, now led by a security guard, yelling into a walkie-talkie. Little did he know that what had happened to him during this horrible weekend was nothing compared with the abuse he would have to face at school the next day. I'll give you all the fucking you need." His hand slid in between Paul's ass globes and fingered the moist asshole. "Wash out your fucking dirty cocksucker mouth with the soap! "There was no mercy, no humanity in this wealthy high school thug. He was totally one hundred percent comfortable with himself in every way. He reached back and spread his own firm young ass cheeks and positioned the large bar of soap at his abused recently teacher fucked asshole. Would he tell them about what he had been made to do? They tried to eat like a normal family, but the naked boy on the floor, sticking his face into his food, made it very difficult. He saw young men only a bit older than you with their arms and legs blown off. If they can go through that, you can go through this! She saw his huge cum laden balls swing and hit his thighs. He would have to crawl down there like an animal to eat it, and they would have to watch.
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.
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.