They never devoured his raging hardon like it was the best fucking meal Girls usually just seemed to be going through the motions, however, and Sometimes they would lick his cockshaft or maybe his balls. Licking and sucking the big mushroom head of the handsome teen’s tool. When it came to giving head, the girls almost always limited themselves to “Oh, yeah, thatįeels good,” he would tell the girl encouragingly as she began to lick and Girl’s head and gently coax her into going down on him. More often than not (at leastĪccording to Zach’s telling), the girl would allow herself to be pushedĭown into the young stud’s crotch. After making out for a while andįeeling the girl up, Zach would be rock hard and would begin gently pushing Would tell me about how the night before he and a girl would be in the back His car, a vintage Mustang he kept polished and was very proud of. He specialized in getting girls to have sex with him in Say, I jerked off a lot thinking about Zach!Īt work Zach would often tell me stories about his sexual conquests from Whenever the young stud would flash his winning smile at me. I would blush like a 14-year-old schoolgirl He wasĬocky and sometimes a screw-off, but he could also charm the fucking pants It was easy to see why girls dug Zach: At sixįeet one, Zach was handsome and muscular, with dirty blond hair. He had played on his high school football and baseball teams and was very Zach seemed to get a constant supply of pussy and liked to brag about it. I’m not sure what Zach was interested in beyond sports, Graduated from the local high school and didn’t seem much in a hurry to get Zach was an 18-year-old stud who had recently During that time I encountered several hot young Subject: Enslaved to Hard Young Cock second chapter 1 (revised)ĮNSLAVED TO HARD YOUNG COCK - SECOND REVISED CHAPTER 1īetween high school and college, I worked at a service station pumping gasįor a couple of years. “Is that right, girl? Are you a bitch who is hungry for a real man like me?” Maybe it was the combination of the pot and my sheer sexual craving for Zach, but the fear seemed to pass quickly through my body and mind. I could feel I was shaking a little in fear, but for some reason the thought of trying to escape never entered my mind. I was struggling to process the teenager’s questions and understand my role here. “Yeah, you’re a bitch who needs to serve a real man. The teen’s rough instruction seemed to override my frozen brain circuits and I answered his question from instinct. “Answer me, bitch!” Zach said to me firmly. “Yeah, girl, I can see your faggot clit is hard and throbbing.