Babyface Jocks Own Me

By Unabbook

Published on Apr 27, 2012

Gay

"Touch it! Awww! Agghh!! Touch it!!!!!" I beg. I'm still tied behind my back, and my boner is still permanently ejaculating under the influence of their drug. "AW SHIT TOUCH It PLEASSSSE!!!"

Bobby just baby smiles and uses my ears like handles to steer my face into his huge, wet lips. Omg that's what turned me on in the first place!

I'm still in the kitchen of somebody's house, with three babyface jocks spitting all over my head, with my 12" boner looking like some kind of obscene, pulsing fuck toy I can't take off.

So that fucker Larry smiles and says, "We're not gona fucken touch it, BITCH!! We fucken TOLD you you were not allowed to ask us to touch it!! Who the fuck do you think you are?"

Then he turns to Bobby. "Dude, let's take him to the mall plugged up and with this dildo locked around his neck."

"Fyeah!!!" Bobby says. Then he turns to me, and he's got his huge boyish sexy wet lips slippin all over my face while he talks. "Dude, do you want us to take you to the mall like this?"

"No aw fuck no please Bobby no!" I beg.

And then Larry says, "Ok! we won't take you to the mall locked in a dildo!" He takes it out.

"But we're gona put you in this instead," he says.

Larry gets out four small interlocking cuffs, that are like 1" diameter each, and the middle one has a little plastic bullet attached to the bottom. "OK bitch, you asked us to unlock your butt. You forgot we own you permanently. SO you can wear this instead BITCH !"

I don't know what it is. I'm about to learn. Larry snaps the middle two steel rings around the bases of my boner and balls. They hold me tight!!! Then, He cuts two little holes in my front pockets, inside my pants. Then all three of them overpower me, take off my handcuffs, and shove my hands in my front pockets. Aw fuck, I see where this is going! The other two rings are thumb cuffs!

SO they shove my hands in my front pockets, and thumbcuff my thumbs in the other two rings, so my thumbs are locked to my balls, and I can't get my hand out of my pockets !!!!

I'm just dying to touch my boner and balls, but because my thumbs are held rigidly in my pockets, I'm totally helpless. Larry now take a little padlock, reaches in my sweatpants and I hear him snap it locked.

Larry says, "aw yeah! We can take him to the mall like this dudes!!!"

I realize what this is. I'm a teen with the world's biggest boner and balls, with a permanently jerking full on boner, and now I look like I am masturbating myself constantly in my gray sweatpants.

oh my fucken god. My cock is jerking over and over -- controlled by the drug, it never stops -- and it totally looks like I am masturbating my obscene boner and balls inside my pants, wheareas it's the cock -- controlled by their drug -- that keeps moving, controlling ME, and I can't even TOUCH it!!! But it looks like I'm totally enjoying masturbating my gigantic boner inside my trackpants.

"Dudes lets go!" Larry says. Larry shoves up in front of me, grabs my butt, and hugs me into the air so his drippin bracesfucker smile is right in my face. They're laughing, and I'm basically helplessly squealing -- "Aaagh! Aaggh! Aaggagahh!" They carry me outside and throw me back in the car.

Next: Chapter 8


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