1. You MY woman – ALL woman


    Date: 8/19/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Hardcore, Masturbation, Author: satinexinhose, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    constipated shit. I cuddled up against Butch's big chest and he wrapped his arms around me and he went right to sl**p. I lay there, naked in his arms, my head full of stars, smelling his flesh, and soon I slept, too. Eight months later Butch violated parole and was sent back to prison. After Butch was gone, AUNTIE HELENwas cleaning out his stuff and she found a videotape of me and him having sex. I have never seen her so pissed off. She bought me a bus ticket to my grandparents and dropped me off at the station. Well, being over14 and rebellious, I had no desire to go live with them because they were religious nuts and very strict. I traded my ticket in at the counter for a ticket to LONDON WEST11. I don't know why I chose LONDON WEST11, God knows I didn't know anyone there, I just wanted to get as far away as I could from AUNTIE HELENand my grandparents. In my bag I had stashed away a couple of pairs of high heels and some lipstick. I also had – in addition to the hundred bucks AUNTIE HELENhad given me – 1000 bucks that Butch had hidden from Mom. The bus pulled into LONDON WEST11 in the late afternoon. It was June and really hot. I wandered around the city for hours with no idea where I was going. Eventually I found myself in what I was later to learn was a ghetto. Being from a small town I knew next to nothing about the world. I went into a store and bought a couple of fuck magazines. Everyone I saw around me was black or latino – which was strange to me because, other ...
    than Butch, there were no black people in the town I had spent my life in. After leaving the store I walked a couple of blocks. I spotted a decrepit looking building with a flashing neon sign in front that said &#034Hotel in LONDON WEST11&#034. It was getting dark. I went into the lobby. I passed some worn out looking furniture where some bums were sl**ping and went to the desk. The clerk was an older latino guy who seemed surprised to see me. I guess I didn't realize how out of place my youthfulness and skin color made me. I asked him how much for a room. &#034How old are you, k**?&#034 he asked me. &#034I'm 14,&#034 I answered him, which, looking back on it must have seemed very funny to him because I was lucky if I looked14 - which I was. &#034Forty bucks,&#034 he said, pushing the register toward me. &#034Sign there,&#034 he said. I signed a made up name and gave him the money. He handed me a key. &#034Room 402 – take the elevator,&#034 he said. The elevator was really old and it had a folding cage like door that you had to close first, then the big door closed when you pushed the floor number button. It took a long time for the elevator to get to the fourth floor. I stepped out into the hallway. The lighting was really dim. I found my room and went in. The room was surprisingly large. I flicked the light switch. A single naked light bulb filled the room with a sickly pale light. In the middle of the room against the wall was an old iron bed. The mattress was lumpy and had ...
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