It seemed that when one man was done using me, I would be passed on through word of mouth to another.
I never understood why I was always pegged an easy mark by men. It wasn’t till about 10 years ago while reviewing my life and all my experiences between men and women that I had a revelation. I realized that with the men, for some reason I always managed to look at their crotch. As a matter of fact I still do it. I always thought I was being discreet about it as not to get caught looking at their crotch but it’s obvious that from the number of grown-ups who screwed me, I had been caught looking.
After several days had past from when I stopped allowing Poncho from screwing me, I thought of allowing him access to my butthole again. It appears that I enjoyed having a cock up my butthole and I was feeling the itch. Afterall, Poncho had been fucking my hole for almost 10 months and I’m sure my butthole had gotten use to having a cock in it by then. But there was something that troubled me with Poncho but I could not put a finger on it. I just didn’t care about his looks or the ways he treated me at times. Maybe I should’ve been accustomed to his behavior towards me like my butt had gotten accustom to his cock.
I was riding my bike in one of the city’s huge parks. One of the entrances to this particular park was right across the street from where I lived and it was in this
section of the park where I saw Poncho in the handball courts playing with another man. When he spotted me he called out to me and waved me to come over. My heart started racing and I truly did not want to go to the handball court. I started imagining Poncho telling this man in front of me that I am the kid he fucked for 10 months. I felt anxiety building up in me. To avoid the situation I just waved “hi” and yelled out, “I have to get home!”
About a week later while riding my bike back home through the same area of the park, I saw the man Poncho was with the day he wanted me to come over to them. He called me and was telling me to, “stop for a minute I want to ask you something!” I slowed down and casually came to a stop on my bike as he continued jogging towards me. When he arrived he said hi and told me he goes by Junior. I replied with, hi and told him my name. He grinned at mentioning my name and said it was a nice name. I knew that my name can be used by woman as well and it was his reasoning for the smile and the nice comment. He then ask why I didn’t come over the other day when Poncho called me and I told him that I had to get home. He then asked if maybe I was worried about Poncho saying something about me. While he said it he began groping his cock and my eyes shot straight to it but quickly recovered to look back at him. I felt like I had begun blushing as he smiled and said it’s alright.
By now we both knew what he was talking about and he asked me what I like to do. I played dumb and asked him what he meant to which he laughed and said, “I know you like getting fucked kid. So no need to play stupid. The question is do you like sucking dick?” I said nothing but starred at his crotch as he stroked his dick and l shrugged my shoulders. At this he knew it would be just a matter of time before he fucked me and I knew it too. ” I’ll teach you to suck dick too. Would you like that?” I did my usual; I shrugged my shoulders.
I could tell he was hard as I looked at it through his pants as he stroked it. It looked big with some girth to it. As I stood there I was starting to feel butterflies down below and getting aroused. It’s been close to two years now since I first gave up my virgin butt and getting ready for my 3rd cock. By now, I knew for sure I liked cock. Junior told me he was hard and horny already and wanted to fuck me. He asked me if I knew of a place we could go and I said I did not. He said there’s a place here in the park not too far from where we were with several trees and bushes hiding a clear spot that is safe. He asked me if I wanted to check it out. I looked at him and shrugged my shoulders and he laughed and said, “follow me”.
For the remainder of this story I’ll refer to the shaded area w/ trees and bushes in the park as “the hideout”.
When we arrived, Junior looked around and insured there were no prying eyes. It was around 6pm when we entered the hideout and due to the bushes and trees surrounding this area it appeared much darker. There was plenty of space within and I was able to put my bike inside. No sooner than we were in the hideout Junior whipped out his cock. I must say, it was long, maybe 7 inches-plus and fat enough that my index finger and thumb could not touch their tips when I wrapped my hand around it. True I was still young with smaller hands but to that boy, it was a Big Cock.
Junior told me to kneel on the ground and he stood in front of me as I stared at his uncut cock. It was my 1st uncut cock. He peeled the foreskin back to show me the redish-pink mushroom head. I liked how it looked and how it is hidden with the extra skin. So he told me to think of his cock as a lollipop. “You ever suck on a lollipop or an icy pop?” I said I did and he said just start doing that and close your eyes and imagine that icy bar or a lollipop. I took him in my mouth, closed my eyes and began sucking a lolipop. Before long he was moaning and telling me I was doing good. He said to keep pulling the skin back exposing the head and sucking it.
I was actually enjoying sucking his cock and the salty precum that leaked out. He now told me to start taking it deeper into my mouth and moving my head forward and backwards to create the feeling of him fucking a pussy. At one point he grabbed my head with both hands and began pumping his cock into my mouth. A couple times I gagged and he told me that with time and the more I sucked that I will get use to it. He asked me if I liked sucking his dick and I just nodded my head and made the sound “ahmm mmm” to indicate that I did. He seemed to begin pumping faster and moaning louder. Then before I knew it he held my head tight and pumped deep and hard. He was hitting the back of my throat and it was hard not to gag. Suddenly l felt my mouth begin to fill with his cum. I tried to remove myself but he held me there and told me that if I tried pulling out again that he would tell my father that I was a faggot.
I was shocked when I heard him mention my father and after swallowing most of his cum and when he pulled out I asked him if he knew who my father was. Before answering my question he told me i had to clean his cock first. I began to pull on the bottom of my t-shirt and he stopped me and said, “you will clean it with your mouth. Make sure that all the cum is cleaned off it”. I proceeded to clean his cock with my mouth and tongue.He told me my father’s name and said he had done some work for him in his building. The last thing I needed was for my father to hear that his son was a faggot. Dad was a loving man who made sure his family had a roof over their heads, food on the table and clothes on their backs but he was a disciplinarian who ruled his kids with a garrison belt if they were out of line. We were to be seen and not heard and to speak when spoken to. He put the fear of God in me and l learned quickly to keep my mouth shut and anything and everything that happened to me to myself. Before Junior left he told me that he would fuck me tomorrow. To be at the hideout around the same time. I told him I would and he said, “you better if you don’t want your father knowing about how you spend your time with men”. Then he reminded me that from now on I would be his faggot and fuck him
and whatever friends he brought around. He also told me that I would clean his cock and his friends with my mouth and tongue everytime. He had me… I had no choice but to do whatever he told me. Did I want to take the chance that he would tell my father if I refused him? I don’t think I was ready to find out. So not only was I his faggot he also made me his slave.
To be continued…..
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