Do you want to be our faggot?”
I tried to nod. Randy took me by the hair and held my head steady. Japanese sex I moaned. I felt like the most worthless piece of shit on the planet. The degradation was the key. This was the place where Trevor, the teenage faggot, expelled his shit. I so wanted to take the degradation to lower levels. This would be more mortifying than being caught sucking cock, I realized. I must be impressing them. My mouth was forced between Trevor’s ass cheeks. Trevor played me like a violin, coaxing moan after moan out of my mouth. Trevor was bent over the opposite bench, opening himself in my direction. “I….I want to be your faggot.”
I felt the hands in my hair again.




















