He kneaded my ass as his cock thrust deep into my bowels again and again.“Who’s little bitch are you?’ He asked grunting as he thrust deep into ...y ass.“Yours.” I whimpered forcing my hips backwards. He backed off.He plunged deep into me again, pounding my hole even harder. He reached down and grabbed my throat, choking me and pulled me back harder onto his cock. I moaned as he held the bottle under my nose again. I inhaled deeply and my world exploded as every nerve ending in my tiny ass seemed. And we don't practice late in the evening. We stick to afternoons and early evenings." Wow," I said, admiring the setup. I mentally compared it to what we had in the other timeline. Bud McMillan's warehouse, and an endless supply of booze. This version of the band had first-class accommodations in a family environment. They appeared to be doing everything right.And now, I would be a part of it.My thought process was interrupted by the arrival of a few of my band mates. Dave and Eileen showed. I wasn't scared so much of jail, but more so of what might happen if somebody started some shit with me. And of course—that's exactly what happened.As soon as they put me in the holding cell, and slammed the door, the C/O went back to his office. Then the thugs already there, started right in on me. Already sitting on a bench trying to figure out what I was going to do, the first one spoke up, and that was his mistake. “Damm homies—check out fresh meat here—be lookin fine”. “Oh ya bro—we got to. Gently Harry was pushed into the soft chair causing excessive arousing as it touched the naked bottom of the young man and quickly the Professor also sank to his knees. Harry tried to close his thighs, taking his cock away from the Professor but he stopped Harry, telling him in a very husky voice that he needed to have him.Harry only smiled and groaned as his lips slid over the young, furious cock. Completely shaved cock, balls and the pubic area was made slick by the professor with a very.