He told me to pull my legs wider and raise my arse cheeks off the ground, which I did. I could see him sit forward in his chair. He slowly removed h...s shorts, keeping his socks on. I could see his powerful calves which I knew would power him when riding his boyfriends. He then removed his t-shirt and exposed his mass of chest hair. John stood and walked towards me, ordering me to stand too. I thought he was going to strike me. He turned me around and without me even realising he pulled. "Sixteen, just last week I turned sixteen." Who's this guardian?" He's a factor, in New York, deals mostly in cloth. My parents died on the ship, coming over, four years ago. My father was his partner, in the business." She produced a small handkerchief from somewhere and blew her nose.She had a fine body for one so young; long legged, narrow waisted, full chested, and a deal of long, light-colored hair that she wore pulled back and flowing to her waist. "What's your name?" I asked after I. Fuck, I think in a rage, I can’t believe I let him blow me like a bitch, and he’s using me like this. My jaw aches and I gag slightly, as he holds me down a little more with each thrust. Until I pull back, coughing and gasping for air. He leans down to help me up, grabbing my neck again and pulling my ear to his mouth.“Let’s give your mouth a little break.”Oh shit.I know what that means - if my mouth is resting, my ass certainly won’t be. Fear grips my insides, twisting sharply. I look up at. I had no idea where that came from. Back home, homosexuality was frowned upon, and the few gay men hid it. I had never heard about lesbians living in my village, but I guess there had to be a few. It must be this crazy place I thought while watching a group of guys and girls walking along the sidewalk. The guys were topless and the girls had short, tight shorts that showed off their asses and the outline of their pussies. “Will you do it?” Anne’s voice brought me back from my daydreaming..