Now you pay the price.' Charlie glaringly said 'fight if you want, you still lose and get fucked for a bonus'. Bruce was stroking his now rigid piece...of man hood, and was smiling menacingly saying 'boi pussy is better when it puts up a fight.' Than he went on to speak about a time in detention that the three of them subdued another young guy and manage to fuck him for hours on end till...'he went stone cold crazy'... Terrified I recoiled from them into a corner of the room. Bruce and Charlie. ’ It was obvious there would be no peace. I crawled to the bathroom and rummaged through the old prescription bottles and found some old Vicodin the dentist had given me for pain. I took two. Fifteen minutes later I was mowing the lawn, my I-pod was at full volume, and I had a smile that wrapped almost all the way around my head. I laughed to myself about doing yard work in November. That’s So-Cal for you, I’m sure we’d have another green Christmas. Bad things were coming, bad things indeed.. Why else would I feel it pounding right up to my throat? I let the photograph fall as I recognized the man standing by her side. On that old moldy photograph... The man beside her... There was no doubt... It was me! The photograph came to rest on the floor upside down. A scribbling on the backside caught my attention. First, I had trouble making out the words. Then it struck me: a date! August 1894! Eight-teen-frikkin-hundred-ninety-four! No kidding, dear listeners. The hell no kidding! Of. In the centre of one wall hung a sling arrangement, it hung from the ceiling, it had a number of straps to it some of them padded, I walked over and started to check it out. I was trying to figure out how it worked and what it was for when a voice beside me said "want to try it", "um sure" I said, after unexpectedly enjoying myself sucking cock I was up for anything. "Well you wont need this" he said whipping my towel off, he then guided my butt onto the first strap then my shoulders onto the.