1. How I began to like men...


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: First Time, Gay Male, Hardcore, Author: adblman, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    he moaned. &#034Ohh fuck!... Uhhhh!... Yea take my seed boy!... Uuhhhh!!! Uhhh! uhhh! Uhhh!... Uhhh!... Ohhh shit... Ohhh yea...&#034 The thug flooded my ass hole with several long streams his hot cum. I suddenly felt some relief because his semen acted like extra lubrication while he thrusted a few more times and then he kept his cock buried deep inside of my bum with his hips pressed hard against my cheeks. After he was finished, he pulled his shrinking cock out of my used, no longer virgin anus and he left me laying there on the floor while he pulled his jeans back up onto his waist, tightening his belt up. I stayed there laying face down while my shorts were still pulled half way down with my bum still fully exposed and I felt tears in my eyes as I stared at the wall next to me. I still felt the slippery substance between my butt cheeks and that was a constant reminder of how I had just been used by some random thug. The other two thugs seemed to have finished with the brave man and they came over to see what all the fuss was about. &#034The main guy looked at me as I was still laying half naked on the floor said, &#034What the fuck Skitz?... You were supposed to look after the boy, not fuck him!... We'll talk about that shit later, let's just go... Now! We got the money, come on let's fuckin go! The door swung open then closed, as the thugs took off with the money and so much more. I heard the man grunting on the other side of the store and that's when I came back to ...
    reality. I trembled as I tried to get back on my feet, the wetness of the strangers semen trickled down my crack to my balls, as it began to drip from my hairless sack. Without thinking about it much, I quickly raised my underwear putting it back on over the gooey mess the thug had left behind, and I pulled up my shorts. I walked over to the untie the man and I walked as straight as possible, trying my best to make sure nobody found out about what the thug had done to me. When I saw the man he was a little beat up but he was still very much alive and I brought myself down as I hugged him like I never hugged anyone before. I then untied him as I wiped away the tears from my cheeks and then I untied the lady behind the counter. The lady behind the counter saw everything and my parents eventually found out about what happened to me. My parents took me to a doctor to get &#034checked out&#034 and I had to take tests and stuff. Some time passed and the doctor gave us the good news, that luckily nothing was &#034transmitted&#034 but that I still needed a lot of &#034counseling&#034. So then my parents sent me to see a &#034counselor&#034 but it turned out not to be much help. He seemed to have looked at me differently now that he knew what I was seeing him for. I ended up unknowingly doing some &#034favors&#034 for my counselor because he wanted me to re-enact the event for him time and time again. He would want me to show him what the thug did to me by making me get naked together ...
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