“Oh yes,” responded Bill, not needing to ask who he was referring to.“May I…” Harry asked while motioning his chin toward the back of the co...tage.“Of course!” Bill replied.“I may need awhile,” said Harry sporting a sheepish grin.“Take all the time you need, we’re all family here!” replied Bill. Harry eased past Bill and walked down the hall glancing in the first two bedrooms, seeing they were empty through the open doors. The third room, the smallest in the back, had a closed door.Harry knocked. I was completely sure when you made me do the counter guy by myself. That's why I didn't tell you that I was a virgin. I knew that If I let things just go as they were, you would just take it.And you did. I was afraid you would send me away, like mother always told me would happen, after you took my cherry. In my wildest dreams I never thought I would put myself completely in someone's hands, as I have. When you accepted what I said and made me swear to it, I knew I belonged to you and to Miss. My own father had d**gged me, apparently taken me somewhere for some serious surgeries, and was about to **** me. I think I started to become disconnected then from what was happening. Reality though, and my fathers abuse, kept pulling me painfully back."Open you mouth." he said.I did it, I didn't fight, couldn't. I'd woken up into a nightmare, I could barely move, barely think, and I could see that my father had gone to serious lengths to do this to me. I didn't want to see what he would do if. “You’ll do anything, huh, pretty boy?” Mark questioned. Tommy’s red face turned pale white as he realized the implication. He thought about jail and a tank of horny mean men. He swallowed and his voice was a hoarse whisper as he repeated, “Anything.” Tommy wasn’t gay in the least, he loved the opposite sex. He’d never had a gay thought. However, anything would be better than jail. Mark snickered. He knew what thoughts were running thru Tommy’ mind. He nodded, “One cock is better than 30, huh,.