I never saw him act like a bully to anyone but me. He called me a sissy and a fag all the time.He would back me up into a corner and tell me to beg hi... to let me go or he would beat me up. He was older and bigger and stronger than me so I had no choice. I did what he said and begged for mercy.One afternoon he had me cornered in his back yard with nobody else in his house or mine. I was ready to beg him like he always forced me to do all the other times, but this time he made me beg in a high. Tab usne mera hath pakad ke uske dur kar diya. Baad me hum sab log khane khake father in law, nd mere father tv dekhane lage, mein, mera bhai, aur mera sala hum 3 no bahar soda pine chale gaye. Aur meri mother in law, aur mother rasoi ghar saf karne lage , aur bhabhi, bhakti bartan saf karne lage.Mein aur sala dono soy gaye. Me aur bhakti phn me bat karne lage. Aur jab raat ko 2 baj gaye toh mein bhakti ko bola ki me tumri frnd ke ghar par aa jau. Ke tum mere paas aa rahiho.Tab bhakti ne bola. Then he pushed me off and positioned himself on all fours offering me his ass, I knelt behind and slipped my cock in, after a few minutes he got up and pushed me onto hands and knees, knelt behind and entered me after a couple minutes he stopped, enough warm up now for the serious business.The stage was equipped with two seats, they were reclining and at standing height, I guess Ron and Henry must have had them made, Joel and I lay on one each our asses visible to the audience. The audience had. . NO! There was NO way that he haddone that! He shook his head in disbelief and to shake those thoughtsout of his mind. That is when he was grabbed and taken over to thecoffee table and tied hand and foot to the chair legs. Fighting did nogood against three strong guys, but he struggled anyway to get free.He felt the skirt that he was wearing being pulled up and then feltthe sting of the belt as it struck his ass "AAAAaaaauuuhhhnnnn!", hecried as the pain coursed through his body and made him.