He put his dick in my mouth and told me, “I am walking to the bedroom. You have to follow on your knees with my dick in your mouth. If you slip my d...ck, then you will be slapped.”He started walking fast purposely. So I got 12 slaps till we reached the bedroom. Then he took some ropes and tied my hands and legs backside, so I don’t stop him while he fucks my mouth. And then suddenly, he held my head and started mouth fucking me hard.His cock was going deep in my throat, and so I was not able to. Their bodies don't lie. But he took off anyway. Don't know what's in that pretty head of his. Three months is a lot of time. Better I just find a boy who knows that he likes being treated roughly.Speaking of being rough with boys, there goes that prissy arsehole Crispian Tweedy. He's in some of my classes. He's in tenth grade but got bumped up for a few classes because he is "such a good student", according to the teachers. Look at him fawning all over Miss Quest, our English teacher. Acting. Since then she had finished a couple of pieces for clients and shipped them off. For the gallery display, the painting was something she had to create on her own without ideas or personal visions. She had dug deep within herself, pulling from every creative corner, making something that represented raw freedom and a personal sense of beauty. The studio itself was small, so small that Marcus felt out of place. Standing over six-two with two hundred and five pounds that was all muscle but could. "Oh... omph, John I don't think..." Look Mary, you're beautiful and sexy and you're driving me crazy. Look at yourself, you have a body to kill for and I know that you want this as much as I do so just go with the flow."My resistance was quickly melting to his words and he was right, I did want him as much as he wanted me and just the thought of having illicit sex in the back of my van in a parking garage excited me. I pressed my lips into his and he pushed me back into one of the open van.