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Chapter 47
“Get on the bed, properly, faggot,” Amy orders me, and I immediately comply, pulling myself up onto her bed, and turning lengthwise. Looking over my shoulder, I watch her climb onto the bed, then feel her bare thighs brushing against my own. One hand against my sacrum, she align...
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Chapter 48
“Please, Amy! Please, fuck me faster, fuck me harder!” I plead, trembling and whimpering as she tortures me by having slowed down so much. Suddenly, her hips jerk forward, slamming herself in, and her fingers twitch, tightening sharply. “Oh, is this what you want, you little fag...
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Chapter 53
“So, what's the verdict?” I ask, as I arrive in the kitchen, where Amy is leaning against the counter, waiting for me to come to her. Her cock is already out, standing proud and hard, and I walk over to her, immediately sinking down onto my knees. “Gabrielle is on her way, with...
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Chapter 61
As he nears, Boris looms over me and sneers. He's taller than me, taller than Amy, but height isn't **everything** in life, even if Boris Fandorin thinks it is. I look up at him, utterly unimpressed, and he sneers with irritation that tells me he's failing. “You know, I've spoke...
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Chapter 22
For a while, Miss Curtis continues to pump her hips, until I feel the first pulse of her cock in my throat as I swallow around her meat. She lets out a low, lamenting sigh, biting her lower lip as she looks down at herself, edging herself for a while. She stops with her cock bur...
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Chapter 21
As Mom walks away to the kitchen with the pizza and breadsticks boxes, Miss Curtis rolls her hips, sliding her cock down my face. I stare up at her, my cheeks reddening with humiliation as my teacher prepares to make full and free use of me. She drags her crown down the side of...
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Chapter 22
Miss Curtis continues to roll her hips against my face for near twenty-five minutes before I feel the first pulse of her cock. Her hips continue to move, swaying in, back, in again. My teacher gives no indication she's even aware her cock is pulsing. Then, her hips simply stop m...
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Chapter 21
“Well, then, faggot,” Miss Curtis says, serenely, as she looks down at me, “I want you to behave as you would under these circumstances if you had not been brainwashed. Show me exactly what you'd do for your *favourite teacher* given a chance.” “Holy fuck! Miss Curtis?!” I ask a...
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Chapter 22
“Young Mister Carter took it exactly the same way,” Miss Curtis tells me as she pulls my hair, “So for my cock, he studied *so* hard and *so* dutifully, just so I would spank him and tell him to shut up because I'd use him however *I* want.” Even as she speaks, Miss Cu...
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Chapter 20
When the knock on the door comes and Mom opens it, I vaguely recognise the young man at the door. Twenty, twenty-one. I don't *know* him, but I know *of* him. Rickie Mucks, geology nerd, I doubt we've ever said two words to each other. “Whoa! What the ... ?!” he exclaims as he f...
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Chapter 21
“Do that, faggot,” Rickie pulls my hair, dragging me forward onto the porch as he steps back and leans against one of the posts of the front porch. “Show me what a complete faggot you are, show me how right your Mom is about you, little fag.” Ordered to worship his fat prick, I...
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Chapter 22
It takes about thirty minutes before Rickie's cock starts to pulse against my mouth, but it's thirty minutes of soft moaning and cooed acknowledgements. He's far sweeter than I expected, both in my ears and on my tongue, as I worship his meat. When he starts to pulse, his finger...
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Chapter 21
Rickie rolls his hips, leaning forward as he puts his hands on the doorframe and slides his cock into my mouth. He sighs in pleasure, bending his arms as he sways his hips forward, pushing himself down my throat with a smooth and gentle glide. “Oh ... *yes!*” Rickie purrs the wo...
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Chapter 22
For twenty minutes, Rickie rides my mouth slow and smooth, flexing the muscles in his arms and legs as he does. I moan on it, servicing his cock with my mouth. When I feel the first pulse, I blink up at him, but he doesn't stop riding my mouth. He edges himself, a bit, alternati...
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Chapter 14
Dad maintains his hammering pace, pounding into my throat as smooth and easy as a piston locked into its housing as the engine revs. I keep my own dark brown eyes riveted on his, receptive and servile to the Dad's needs, and those of his meat. I moan soft, as his thick shaft pou...
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