I put my things down on the floor and laid on the bed wishing I could be given such beautiful gifts, I began to daydream when I was pulled to my sense... by my father who was shouting from the bottom of the stairs. He was asking if my sister wanted to go out with him to drop off some presents for my Gran who was in a hospice, I heard her burst from her room and thunder down the stairs and with a slam of the front door they were gone.I ran out of my room and over to the hall window and watched the. They will break you.The guys will send you their hard dicks and write what they want to do with you. Lots of guys are gonna **** you. You'll be another slut for them. You'll be one of the many whores. Guys want your mouth and your ass. You're just a fucking toy to them.Women will laugh at you. You're not a guy for women. Women want a real man. You will soon become recognizable. People on the street will start to associate you. You can't hide, you can't get away from it.When your friends find. I grabbed my duffel bag I had dropped off earlier and took a very quick shower. After I dried off, I put on some deodorant, some cologne and brushed my teeth. I was ready and so was my cock. I headed into the room and as I stepped around the corner and the bed came into view, my jaw dropped.Michelle lay on the bed and beside her, was Patricia. They had pulled the sheets down and lay next to each other naked and uncovered. I stared as the image was burned into my mind. Michelle’s body was pale.. Fuck, he's going to think I want him. Jon thought as his cock began to harden. "I fuck my ass with it." He blurted out quickly. Geez, please leave. Now. Jon urged silently. He couldn't even look at Derek but suddenly he was aware, very aware, of Derek. Their bodies were pressing together. Their body heat exchanging and their cock rubbing when Derek shifted against him. "Ahh..." Jon moans softly. He peeks at Derek and sees him as a man and not as the guy that had tormented him for years. "Can I.