But I could tell this place was haggard and time-worn. I put it out of my mind and concentrated on the girl inside. I walked up her old wooden walkway...and knocked on her door.“Hi John, come on in I’m just about ready,” she said as she opened the door. I opened the screen door and went inside. The inside of the place was sparsely decorated with a hodgepodge assortment of second-hand store furniture and accessories. I could tell that very few things in her small trailer were for ornamentation. Both erect cocks grinded against each other: theirforce magnetic, their touch electric. Kyle felt the touch of silk andlace as he went to remove Chris' underwear; looking down he could see hishard bulge fighting against the restrains of a pair of pink panties.Chris sensed his discovery through the brief pause in his kissing, andmischievously whispered into his ear, "still jealous?"Kyle couldn't control a nervous laugh, as his heart skipped a beat andthe bottom of his stomach seemed to plummet. As soon as he released me his cum had overflowed all over my chin and neck leaving a sticky trail.For some reason Mike then seemed annoyed instead of pleased that I had obeyed him. He grabbed my hair and pulled me close while he shouted at me."Now listen here you little sissy cocksucker, and listen fucking good. From now on, your little faggot ass is mine. Do you understand cunt?" I could only nod. I realized my only option was to do as he said, no matter how humiliating it was. "Good, now. She suddenly heard two horses outside and prayed that it wasn’t Billy and Drake. She did not want to introduce the two men. She looked up as the door opened and realized that her prayers had gone unanswered. The two men entered and Billy poked his head in the sitting room. ‘Hello Mr. Ogilvy. I thought that was your carriage outside.’ Thomas stood to greet the younger man and said, ‘My sister has been hearing rumors about a man living on the property and was driving me to distraction about it so.