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Reparations
Part Two
Colby
Colby laid still for what felt like an hour before he heard Mr. Williams begin snoring.
Mr. Williams had collapsed on top of him almost immediately after nutting.
Colby could still feel jizz leaking out of his asshole, although Mr. William's dick had softened and slipped out of him.
He started to cry just from being so overwhelmed.
His asshole hurt. He couldn't move from the weight of the man on top of him. He felt like his body was covered in jizz. His cum dripped down his face and his chest and hair were sticky as it dried. His ass and legs and thighs were sticky with Mr. William's nut.
The smell alone was overwhelming.
It was sweaty and musky like a locker room with the smell of cum on top.
His face was stuck in the man's armpit.
He struggled and tried to slip out from under Kechara's dad, but with his hands cuffed he couldn't get any leverage.
Eventually, he gave up and fell asleep.
Darren
I could feel the little slut struggling under me, but I wasn't about to get up or let him get away.
The cuffs were a bitch when they dug into me, but I had missed laying on top of a smooth cunt after a fuck.
This kid would definitely do.
I had been surprised at how much I enjoyed my dick up his virgin hole. The cries, the moans, the fighting, the slapping and spitting on him, it all added up to one of the best nuts I'd had in years.
I liked having a little white slave.
I wrapped my arm around his throat to keep him still and fell asleep.
The Next Morning
Colby woke up to a sudden jolt of pain as he was dragged off the bed by a grip on his hair and thrown to the floor.
He looked up to see a still naked Mr. Williams above him.
It was the first real look Colby had at a naked Mr. Williams.
His cock looked huge with all the extra skin on it. Colby couldn't believe it had been in him. It was on top of huge balls too.
Mr. William's body was half fat and half muscle, but all man. It made Colby feel like a skinny worthless little boy.
The man's arms were big as tree trunks and his thighs even thicker.
Mr. Williams reached down and grabbed Colby's arms. He lifted them up high and unlocked the cuffs.
Then he told the boy:
I'm going to take a shower. I like coffee and a cigar in the morning after breakfast. Put on your shorts and go down to get it. Eggs, sausages, bacon, and biscuits. Forget the butter and jam, boy, and your butt will regret it for days.
Colby realized he meant now. But he couldn't go like this.
He told Mr. Williams, "I can't go anywhere. I am still covered in cum and collared."
Mr. Williams reached down and stroked the boy's neck and the slave collar.
Then he pulled back and open fist belted the boy across the face.
The boy fell back. Mr. Williams could see what was going to be a bruise on the kid's cheek.
Mr. Williams smiled and told the boy:
Slaves don't question their masters. They say yes master or no master and they obey. You were human yesterday, boy, so I'll forgive you this time. What do you say?
Colby replied, "Thank you, master. Yes, master."
Then the boy slipped on his shorts and ran downstairs to grab breakfast.
Darren
It felt good to get nice and clean in the shower. I had thought about making the boy wash me, but there was plenty of time for that later.
When I got out, the boy was kneeling by the little hotel table. It was covered in what looked like enough food for seven people.
I guess the boy wasn't taking any chances.
I took my time eating, mostly ignoring the pretty little white boy at my feet. Occasionally, I'd reach a hand down and twist his tiny nipples or stroke his baby smooth face.
His winces and pain made my dick jump a little everytime.
When I was done, I stood up. I pulled out the mouth opener/protector I had purchased yesterday.
I looked at him and said, "Open."
He spread his lips wide and I enjoyed the sight for a second.
Then I fit it in his mouth.
It left him drooling, but with a mouth kept wide open for use.
I wasn't sure if I should use the teeth covers on him or not, but I finally decided to go all natural.
Then I lifted him up and carried him to the bed. I laid him on his back and dragged his body down until his head was upside down off the bed.
Then I picked up my tablet and put on a porn playlist. The speakers were good enough to fill the room with the moans of pretty little "cheerleaders" getting pounded by and choking on cock. Most were around twenty with shaved cunts and huge tits.
I took a sip of coffee and lit a cigar. Then I lined my dick up with his mouth and fucked his throat.
Colby
Yesterday was bad, but it made me nut like I hadn't ever nutted.
This was different.
Mr. Williams pressed his dick into my throat. I started instantly gagging and choking and started to try to fight him off.
Mr. Williams just grabbed my hands and said, "Keep your hands behind your back and take it or you'll wish you had."
I obeyed.
The first four or five inches were okay. But when six inches made it in my mouth, it gagged me. Bad. When he rammed all eight inches in, I actually threw up.
Mr. Williams didn't seem pissed, though. He grabbed a trash can, turned me over, and had me finish into the can. Then he took his hand and shoved it into my throat, triggering more gagging and throwing up.
Then again.
And again.
By the time he had done it four or five times, my stomach was empty.
He flipped me back over then and said, "No more stopping."
Darren
I won't lie. I didn't enjoy the little shit throwing up on my dick, but I loved the power of cramming my hand into his throat and making him empty his belly.
It was almost as much a turn on as belting him in the face had been.
And after...
I wouldn't consider myself gay or even bisexual. I wanted nothing to do with dick. But turning this pretty smooth white boy into a dick ditch felt good.
I pounded his throat balls deep as he gagged and choked. I felt his lips meet my balls as his whole body convulsed and his face turned purple. I'd marinate my dick balls deep in his throat as he struggled to breathe and fought the gagging.
Then I'd let him catch a breath and do it again. Usually, while he caught a breath, I'd take a drag off my cigar and ash on his flat little stomach.
By the time I nutted, I must have been fucking his throat for an hour.
I didn't pull out either, but creamed straight into his belly.
I started breathing heavier and rammed as deep as I could. I gripped the back of his head to keep it down balls deep and then I flooded his throat.
I pulled out halfway and then rammed deep again and another wad of cum gushed out.
That time, I stayed all the way in until I felt him swallow it all.
Colby
My throat hurt. Mr. Williams had been hitting the sides of it and stretching it and I felt hoarse and like it was bruised inside.
And the taste..
The taste was disgusting. It was like galloons of bitter slime had been shot directly into my stomach and all over my tastebuds.
My nose was covered in snot and my whole face was covered in his nut from when he pulled out.
I felt relief, though. Relief that it was over with. And even if I had to do this again, it couldn't be worse than this time.
I had survived his dick at both ends.
Mr. Williams wiped his dick on my face, then undid the weird metal thing holding my mouth open.
It was a fucking relief to be able to move my mouth and close my jaw again.
Then he laid on the bed and said, "Clean off my nut, faggot. With your mouth."
I knew better than to disobey.