Secret object of teenage wonder, of private experiment and adolescent discovery,the Beast is the doyen of delectable desire for wives and lovers or an...nymous one night acquaintances. Once awakened, it is wild, unpredictable and difficult to control. It is demanding, it is hungry, it is a lion rampant, a colossus standing proud, straight backed, and ready to dispense genes, implant seed or share interminable pleasure and love eternal. The Beast has willing helpers, a supporting cast that play. Keeping the shaft as wet as I could make it. He stepped forward pressing the back of my head against the wall again. Forcing the cock inside. And keeping it there until I started to gurgle and choke on it. He meanly laughed and gave me only a few seconds to catch my breath. Before throat fucking me again. Each time deeper than before. Avery time a little faster and rougher. His treatment was really rough, but somehow I enjoyed it very much. It made me feel dirty and fucking horny. At that. She watched him with approval.“Good boy, John. Now, turn around. Make yourself comfortable over the pillows, John. I want your ass high in the air, ready for my cock.”As he assumed the correct position, she ran her fingers tantalisingly along his crease, from his vulnerable scrotum, all the way up, and back again, finishing with a tight grip on his own rock-hard member.“I’m going to fuck you, John. Fuck you in your nice, tight ass. Does the thought excite you?”He moaned again, scared he might. The next day, we were to attend one of our neighborhood parties, this time at Carol’s house. I was quite nervous about this, totally unsure of how things would play out. Would Gus embarrass himself again? How would Carol and the other ladies handle him? These thoughts played out in my head as we walked down the street. Oh well. “Whatever will happen will happen,” I thought.As we entered the house, Sal and Jack greeted us at the entrance. We made our introductions and Stan arrived at the door..