turning my mouth into a mans personal disposal
How my first gay encounter turned me into a submissive boy toy This will be a short story considering there were really no words involved and it happened pretty quickly. So I was walking home from school one day, just like every day. I had my own personal route that kept away from busy streets and solely stayed in quiet neighborhoods, my route also consisted of stretches of road but no housing, just greenery, like trees and small hedges for privacy. Basically, if you wanted to talk to neighbor across the street you would have to go to their driveway/sidewalk. Anyway, during winter these roads would get moderately dark by the time I get into the neighborhood, I was walking my route when a black car pulled next to me with some pretty dark tints, …