" Fucking little gay slut, You have a mans arse" he said. All the while he was grunting and talking dirty. He carried on for what felt like for ever. However I knew I couldn't with my uncles cock in there. When he thrust up I could feel the tip hitting my insides and the sensation was like I wanted to crap.
My arse was sore but not getting any more pain full so I kept still and let him fuck me. He started thrusting and to my relief this didn't make it hurt anymore. I didn't realise how deep a cock could go. My sphincter hurt like hell and I could feel his cock inside. Wider and wider it stretched and I was crying and pleading for him to stop. " I am going to fuck you if you like it or not" He kept on pushing it in and the pain was unbelievable. I could feel the head forcing it's way in and my arse tightened in response. "He grabbed my hips and started to pull me back onto his cock. This made me think that maybe he just wants to simulate anal sex. At first he just pushed it at my arse and the force moved me forward. I could feel his finger probing my arse and then the head of his cock. I did, and his hand pressed my head down so my arse was exposed and stuck up in the air. Once he had lubricated his cock he told me to get on all fours. His cock looked massive and I thought he will never get that in. He ignored me completely and squeezed some KY jelly onto his cock. When he came back I again pleaded with him not do it. "Don't go away whilst I get some KY jelly from our room for your arse" he said. I thought he was finished but what he said next made me really scared. The thought of him cumming in my mouth was a horrible thought. Eventually he seemed to get bored and I was thank full he hadn't cum. I moved my head up and down his cock in a way I thought it was done. I opened my mouth and he pushed it forward till the tip was against my lips. My head was forced down and I could smell stale cum and sweat on his cock. Shortly after sucking me he told me to suck him."No please I don't want " I said. He stopped kissing and moved down to my cock and began to suck and lick it. "I am not gay" I said, It made no difference. He continued kissing me for what seemed like ages. "We are going to have a bit of man on boy gay fun" he said. At the same time he grabbed my hand and forced it onto his cock. I pulled them off and as soon as I had, he got on the bed and started to kiss my mouth.
He pulled the quilt back and I laid there in my girls panties whilst he just stood and stared. I couldn't fight him off he was 15 stone against my 9." What's up" I remember saying." I thought you might like a bit of company" he said as he walked to my bed. My heart raced because I knew what was going to happen. The light went on and my eyes fixed on his cock which was hard. I had just been in bed for about 5 minutes when the door opened and he was stood there in the doorway naked. My aunt was out at a friends that night and this was the opportunity he was waiting for. This went on for a week or so and then it got worse. It was like he was humiliating me, and the bastard was enjoying it.
My pajamas were removed and thrown out that night. That night he stood there and watched as I put them on, pulled them up and got into bed. They were the only things I could wear in bed from now on. One day things took a turn for the worst when he brought home a pack of 6 girls panties and told me I had to wear them in bed. I was totally confused by what was going on. I used to deny it because I wasn't but it made no difference. He used to joke with my aunt that I was interested in boys and she would make comments about me being gay. I used to get embarrassed but laughed it off. He would talk to me about sex and if I was interested in girls or boys. I thought it odd but didn't worry too much. Or when I was getting changed he would be there. He would walk into the shower when I was naked. I always felt uncomfortable around him and looking back now his sexual interest in me started within a few week.
We were never close before this but he offered and to be honest the thought of going into care as an alternative frightened me. My aunt was under his thumb and never argued with his decisions. At the age of sixteen my mother died from cancer and I was taken in by my uncle and aunt. I was brought up by my single mother after my dad walked out on us. I have to tell it because I find some of the story's on here so wide of reality they are a joke. I am over it now and do not have any demons. It expresses my fears-and feelings at the time. This happened when I was a sixteen year old boy living in England.
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