The two of them stepped out into the corridor and followed it around the corner as it led deeper into the ship. John could see that the ship was alrea...y looking like it had seen better days, after nearly a month in the pirates less than tender care. He listened carefully for the sound of any nearby marauders, but the only noise he could hear was the muted sound of distant gunfire, coming from what he could only assume was the freighter. They performed a quick sweep of the ship, and John. That’s what I mean. Put that into your writing. Write something personal. Something about you — the whole you. Not just the thoughts and the logic and the objectives. Not the passion of an issue, or sexuality — although you know, I really wouldn’t mind — ‘ I smiled at the implied hint. ‘But write something personal with all that, and with your sensuality.’ You paused for a breath. ‘Put you in it.’ ‘Put me?’ I was momentarily stunned. Writing for me was to explore, was to figure out, and to. You sure trained this bitch well. He never sucked before you turned him out Derrick? Daddy asked me, bitch did you ever suck a cock before mine? I said No Daddy you were the first. Then Daddy asked, so how did it happen faggot, I answered, you roughed me up and ****d my mouth Daddy. Daddy said, and what do you have to say about that faggot. I answered honestly and from my heart, Thank you Daddy, Thank you for showing me that I was a faggot cock sucker but just didn't know it until you showed. We wouldn’t be watching any videos, though. I had a pretty strong inkling I’d be sucking a lot of dick instead. That sounded pretty good to me, so we took off. There were only six of us to start with, but then a few more guys showed up, and I was kept pretty busy sucking them off. These guys were my best friends, my family, and blowing them made them happy, so I was glad to do it. I kind of enjoyed it anyway. They came really fast and their cum tasted okay to me. I never asked them to go down.