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Jayme, the sinful twink slut - Part 3- The Truck S

Date: 7/23/2015, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Gay Male, Author: sinnerboi, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

you think of your friend here, is he hot?” “Yeah he’s fucking hot,” Marcos replied “So you think he just wins? He’s the hotter better fag, should I just make you walk home while I have y way with him?” The man asked. “I want to see you compete for whos the bigger little fag out of the two of you.” This made me jump. Fuck yes. Let me prove that I am THAT FAG, that I am that slut, and that I will do or take anything. “Oh I will absolutely destroy him in a competition!” I blurted out. The man grabbed me, and moved me to an X post he had against the wall. He didn’t acknowledge my statement, just attached my wrists and ankles to the wall. He pulled out a belt and without any warning, I felt the white hot pain against my back. “More” I yelled f***efully. More smacks came. He was not holding back at all. He laughed as my little body flinched with each smack. My dick was erect, it was hard, precum was leaking down my body. This was hot. This was everything! When he saw that I was taking his belt beatings, he switched, to a studded belt. “You really want some heavy pain?” “FUCK YES,” I screamed The intensity of each whip with the studded belt was incredible. The pain was amazing, the pleasure was crazy. The way the man laughed, the way he enjoyed watching me flinch, was incredible. He untied me. He said my back was red and pink and showed me in a mirrors. Dozens upon dozens of red lines covered my back. I looked at it like warpaint, like a badge of honor. It was Marcos turn. I watch ... Marcos take 4 hits and he begged for the man to stop. The man was laughing maniacally, pointing at me and telling Marcos there was no way he was going to compete. That made me smile. The massive throbbing coming from my back along with the pure pleasure of all of it, along with hearing how I was outdoing my new found friend, was exhilarating. Macros tried to explain how he desperately was a slut, as the man pulled on his nipple clamps, rubbing his hands up and down his body. The man was lusting after him and at the same time, telling him he was a failure. My little dick was rock hard, dripping, and I found I was just touching myself in reaction. “Fuck,” the man yelled, looking right at me, “this little faggot is turned on by touching himself, What a vain little fuck!” He laughed, left Marcos tied to the wall, grabbed a bowl of liquefied hot wax and just threw it all over me. The room turned white, the pain was intense, my body shook, my dick was pulsing. Before everything came back into vision I felt the rough hand of the man squeezing my dick as he plunged his tongue down my throat. He was squeezing and twisting my dick so hard, trying to make it hurt as much as possible. “You’re fucking dripping!” He yelled. “Marcos, you need to take some tips from this absolute cunt over here”. His tongue plunged into my mouth again, his hand bending and pulling my dick. I felt the buildup come suddenly. The pain was intense but the pleasure was incredible. I felt my load shoot, splattering ...