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Subject: Horniest Catch- Part 4The following is purely a work of fiction. All characters depicted are 18
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the story, please let me know.Horniest Catch -- Part 4How can something that feels so good turn into something that makes me feel
so bad? Just like with my first sexual encounter with Luke, that session
out in the woods sent me into a state of both euphoria and confusion. The
feeling of his hard body pressing urgently onto mine as he entered me was
electric. Even when he beat my ass with his belt when he had me tied over
the gate of his truck, further emphasizing his superior place in the world
over me, it was exhilarating. His dismissive attitude toward me after using
me sexually to get off has led to my confusion.
I'm embarrassed as I walk over to the lingerie aisle at the Wal Mart.
There's a middle aged woman and her old mother browsing there too, but
besides that, it's pretty quiet. I purposely went there right before
closing. They probably think I'm buying a present for a girlfriend, and
not preparing myself for two weeks of feminization on a boat full of horny
straight men, mostly strangers. After looking around the area for a while,
I think "Fuck it. If this is what Luke wants, and it will get me the
chance to again experience the way he makes me feel when his cock is inside
me, why should I be embarrassed?" I checked out a bunch of the panties,
but after hearing the announcement that the store would be closing in five
minutes, I picked four different colors and styles, placed them into my
carriage, and headed over to the registers. I threw my items onto the
counter, kind of in a daze.
"I always had you pegged for a sissy faggot." The cashier's pointed words
woke me out of my stupor. It was Brad Lincoln, a guy from my school, a
star on the wrestling team. I stammered and turned red. Luckily there
weren't any other customers or workers around. Among the toiletries and
clothes I was buying for the boat trip was two big tubes of KY, a big box
of condoms, and the panties. Brad just snickered at me. "Yeah, that's
what I thought," he said as he shook his head and laughed. "63.18,
faggot," he snarled as he finished scanning my items. I quickly handed him
a hundred dollar bill and put my head down. Brad thrust the All Lolita Site
the coins at me with his left hand, and with his right hand put the bills
under his smock and into his pocket. I looked up at him quizzically.
"Faggot, get out of my face right now, unless you want All Lolita Site
the whole town to
know All Lolita Site you're a sissy boy." I put my head down, grabbed my bag, and hurried
out of the store.
About a minute into my long walk home, I thought about turning around and
confronting Brad in front of the store manager about him taking my money,
but thought better of it. I'm sure the manager would want to review my
purchases, and after seeing the items I was purchasing, would side with
Brad. Plus, Brad could annihilate me, even though he's only about 140
pounds. One day a few years ago in gym class I was paired with him in
wrestling, and he had my face pressed into the mat in about two seconds.
Besides his wrestling prowess (he placed third in states), he's legendary
in school for his temper and street fighting ability. One night he got
jumped by three guys in a neighboring town while walking home from a
girlfriend's house. Two of them ended up in the hospital, and all three
were afraid to tell the cops what happened to them.
A car pulled aside me and stopped, and the driver yelled, "Panty boy, you
need a ride?" It was Brad, who must have just gotten out of work when the
store closed. "No thank you Brad, I'm all right walking," I said to him
politely. "I'm not asking, faggot. Get in my car," he said to me
demandingly. I walked around the front All Lolita Site
of the car and got into the
passenger seat, with my bags on the floor between my legs. Brad peeled out
and headed to our town.
"You better not say a fucking work to my manager about the money I ganked
from you, bitch" Brad snarled at me. "No Brad, it's ok," I replied meekly.
"Thanks for the ride home." Brad laughed and said "What kind of faggot
lets himself get ripped off, buys panties and gets fucked in the ass,
anyways?" I sat there silently. "I'm asking you a question, bitch? What
kind of faggot wears panties and gets fucked in the ass? Answer me."
"The pathetic kind, I guess," I said softly. Brad pulled into a
driveway. "Well, panty boy, tonight's your lucky night. My dad's at work,
and I've got the place all to myself." He pulled up to a ramshackle house
and All Lolita Site
shut off the car's ignition. "Grab your panties and lube and get in
the motherfucking house," he ordered as he got out of his car and headed
inside. I complied, and Brad led me into his room, which, unlike the rest
of the house, was perfectly clean and in order. On one wall All Lolita Site were all his
wrestling trophies and medals, along with his plaques, awards, nightstick,
badge and cuffs from the Youth Cadets, a police youth group that he said he
was involved with. I just stood there uncomfortably as Brad pulled off his
store polo shirt. "I hate that stupid fucking thing" he snarled as he threw
the shirt into a clothes hamper in the corner. I couldn't help but stare
at his body. He was broad shouldered, and his body tapered down to an
impossibly small waist. His chest was compact but incredibly muscular, and
his stomach looked like eight bands of steel twisted tightly around his
He kicked off his shoes, and unzipped and stepped out of his khakis,
throwing them onto the bed "I hate working at that fucking store. That's
more of a job for a fag like you, right?" I just stood there and nodded.
"You don't talk much, do you? So what's your mouth good for anyways," Brad
said as he laughed. He sat down at his swivel desk chair, spun and faced
me. Brad had his Cadet's nightstick in his hands, and he pounded it into
his palm. He said "Well stupid, get your fucking clothes off. You're going
to model those panties for me right now." I took off my shirt and shoes,
and unzipped my jeans and wiggled out of them, standing there nervously in
just my boxer briefs. Brad wheeled toward me in his chair, and poked at me
with the nightstick, making a downward motion. I dropped my drawers. "You
excited to be here, fag?" he asked as he playfully whacked my half hard
cock with the stick. I just stood there naked, for about a minute. Brad
looked up at me and said "I'm going to turn around for ten seconds. If I
don't see panties on you sissy All Lolita Site when I turn back around, I'm going to shove
this nightstick up your ass."
I grabbed a pair quickly and slipped them on, barely packing my junk into
the front of them. "Little sissy in some pink panties." Well turn around,
bitch. Let's see what we have to work with. I turned, and felt the
nightstick probing between my buns. "Looks like All Lolita Site your fag ass caught a
beating recently," Brad said as he pawed at my ass cheeks with one hand
while probing me with the stick. Brad grabbed my arm and pulled it behind
me. I felt something cold against my wrist, and Brad then stood up and
reached over me and pushed me onto the bed face first, his body weight on
top of me. He reached for my other arm, and wrenched it behind my back
too, cuffing me. Brad pressed all his body weight into me, his hard cock
rubbing menacingly against my panty clad ass.
"You fucking faggot. I'm stuck working as a cashier at fucking Wal Mart
for minimum wage, while you get my spot on the Gloria Dei because Luke and
the rest of the crew needed a sissy to fuck with at night. That's
motherfucking bullshit. Mr. Matthews said it was because I'm not eighteen
yet, but I know the real reason." Brad reached up and began pulling my
head back painfully as he ground into my ass with his midsection. "You're
going to have to pay for fucking me over, bitch," he said as he twisted me
cruelly, before letting me fall back down to the bed. He leaned over me and
drew his leather belt out of his khakis. Brad wrapped it around my neck
tightly and pulled up, again bending me backward, with his rock hard dick
pressing against my ass crack. "I should just bust your pussy ass open
right now, so you can't make the boat tomorrow, fag."
Brad finally let up the pressure on the belt, allowing my head to fall back
onto the bed, but kept up the pressure on my backside. "So give me a good
reason why I shouldn't put you in the hospital with a broken asshole,
faggot?" he snarled into my ear. "I'm sorry Brad." I whimpered fearfully.
"I didn't know I was taking anyone's job. I'll do anything, just don't
fuck me up please." Brad put the handle end of the nightstick against my
lips, and yelled "Open your fag mouth." I complied, and he thrust the
wooden handle roughly into my mouth. "Suck on that, fag, and if it comes
out of your mouth before I'm ready to take it out of your mouth, It's going
up your ass longways. I want to hear slurping, bitch."
Brad upwrapped the belt from my sore neck and got off me as I slurped like
crazy on the thick handle. He reared back high with the belt and placed a
hard one right across the middle of my panty clad buttocks, forcing my face
into the stick and the handle almost out of my mouth as I groaned in
pain. Brad laid four more full bore belts to my ass before stopping, as I
flopped around the bed in anguish, the hard wooden stick handle still
between my lips. My body throbbed in pain as Brad jumped onto the bed in
front of me on his knees and slapped my face with his big, rock hard cock.
Brad pulled the nightstick handle out of my mouth and grabbed All Lolita Site my hair,
pulling my head up so I could look at him. "If I feel any teeth, I'm going
to shove this up your ass" he said as he tapped the baton on my backside
while leaning over me.Bad put about half his cock into my mouth and ordered me to suck. Tears
streaming down my face from the hard whipping, I complied. He used the
nightstick to push my panties down under my ass cheeks, and rubbed the
stick roughly into my crack, whacking me with the stick lightly on my sore
ass every thirty seconds or so as I slurped away at his cock. Brad suddenly
pulled his throbbing cock out of my mouth and roughly threw my head into
the mattress right in front of his knees. He lubed up his cock with the KY
slavishly, all the while badmouthing me. "You fucking little pussy
cocksucking bitch, shaking your girly ass trying to get real men to fuck
with you. Well you got it bitch. You're not going to forget this fuck,
Brad got behind me and ripped my panties all the way down and off. He
propped my ass up over two pillows, and placed his knees inside of mine and
pressed out to spread me out further. He rammed his hard cock into me
without hesitation, eliciting a loud groan from me, somewhat muffled from
my face being pushed into the mattress. Brad fucked me like an animal,
without remorse or the slightest concern for my feelings, as I moaned and
groaned from his vicious slams. Finally, after about ten minutes of
thrusting, he reached up with both his arms under my upper body and hands
clasped All Lolita Site behind my neck, placing me in a full nelson. He pressed down onto
me so hard that I thought I was going to die from lack of oxygen. Brad
rode my ass to a spectacular climax, with him shooting over and over into
my abused hole, yelling "I own you bitch" as he unloaded. Despite my
abject fear of him and what he was doing to me, I came too, to my
embarrassment and chagrin.
"You fucking faggot, you got off from me RAPING you?" Brad snarled into my
ear as he continued to lie on top of me. "Yes, Sir," I responded softly.
Brad rolled off me and moved to the front of the bed, his softening cock in
my All Lolita Site face as he wiped it with a towel. "You faggots are really something.
The harder you get used and abused, the more you love it." He reached over
me and laid a couple of hard slaps on my sore ass cheek with his strong
right hand as he thrust his cock back into my face. I nursed on the head
of his cock as he explained to me what he wanted me to do.
"Listen, bitch, I need to get on that boat this summer. I turn eighteen in
two weeks, so Mr. Matthews can't use that excuse to hold me back. Luke and
me have been buddies since we were little, and he wants me on there too.
Those horn dogs are gonna love that hot little ass of yours, so there's no
way Mr. Matthews is gonna give me your spot, so you better get someone else
fired or something," he said as he slammed his hardened cock deeper into my
mouth. "Mr. Matthews?" I said stupidly, as I pulled my mouth off his
thrusting cock. "Mr. Matthews is going to know that I'm bitching out for
some of the guys on the boat?"
"You stupid sissy, why do you think he hired your fag ass in the first
place? Mr. Matthews is going to use your bitch ass the hardest," Brad said
as he chuckled and stuffed his cock back down my throat.
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