.like...um." TheZombimbo started to move in closer their eyes locked in an unflinchingstare. "Wait! We should totally be going after those guys now! W... can'tlet them get away!" Amber forced back her smile and started to copy theZombimbo's earlier hopping. Amber hopped up as high as she could,breaking the Zombimbo's gaze and twisting her body to point in thedirection of the Chase and Bob.*FlopAmber stood in silence. She felt the collection of socks that werestuffed in her bra to make her bust. Steve began to think that this young man, whom he had quite unintentionally taken under his wing, had a God-given talent for gay sex. In a word, Kyle was a natural stud who was built to fuck butt which he did like no other guy Steve had ever met. Steve wondered if the expression: “He fucks like an angel” adequately described Kyle’s extraordinary capabilities. But then he though about it and decided that did not even know if angels even fucked. And if they did, whom did they fuck and were they. Always aware of my pointless existence as owned property, locked away for the amusement of my owner.I have come to accept that I rely on him completely. Once a day, he drops a large cube of ice through a hinged opening near the roof. Ice that forms my drink and an iced cube of mush – my food. I suck on the ice cube for my life, and eat the mushy food when it thaws. Eat it from my hands so that it does not land on the filthy floor. I think it is dog food. It never changes.I piss and shit. His cock head was huge and sprawled out over his jeans was a smooth-shaven nut sack with huge balls and folds of skin, so unlike my own tight package.I have always envied and admired low hangers, and before my eyes was a great specimen. I mumbled something about his whole package and reached over to maul his smooth, loose gonads. My hand moved to his shaft and I squeezed and marveled at his huge swollen cock head, amazed to see and feel another man’s erection for the first time. I could hardly.