Terry1-l - Modelling dreams forgotten as he's corded up and gagged, then undressed
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I knew the gullible wannabe model would turn up at my warehouse, his longing for cash and stardom over-riding his common feel - namely, not to go alone into an unfamiliar individual location with a stranger. When Terry watches my cheap photography props, the dumb twunk is easily coaxed my 'model scouting' is legit, as I run him thru several ego-fluffing basic poses. And fortunately for me, Terry is all beauty, no brains. I easily segue from snapping portraits, to "posing with some rope". The silly twunk lets me bind his wrists up, coaxed by my offhand assurances that it's "all the fury in Paris." With Terry posing on his knees, no doubt imagining himself the noble object of lust to a hundred women, I treatment from behind and glide a ballgag into his mouth before he can even protest. My boy meat hardens as his face betrays his worry - he's no longer sensing like he's in manage of events. When I insist on cording his forearms above his head, it's demonstrable his convenience zone is downright breached. I turn on him. I rub my throbbing lollipop against Terry's body, touching him thru his clothes, slapping him when he tries to shriek for help thru his gag. I convulse his pants down, rip his t-shirt open and right off his body. Terry's lollipop is huge, and I insatiably reach out and seize it, spreading his balls, snuffling his heady male scent. As Terry fights and screams into his gag, to no avail, I convulse open his cock-squeezing ass cheeks, and unsheathe his pristine hetero arsehole - my prying thumbs working their way into his crack, the very first boy to knead him in such an invasive way. The view of Terry's nude bod is driving me wild. I seize a singletail and thrash him over and over again, my boy meat stiffening at the streaks of red showing up up and down his ideal body. Cropping him front and back, his chest, his arse, his abs and his shoulders all get a taste of the lash, making him an fetching glowing shade of pink. After violently slapping and tweaking his firm tits, I clamp the cunt's sensitive, blushed nipples, I am beyond horny. This hetero cunny is all mine, and I'm going to love his bod in deliciously humiliating ways. I embark by making him suffer a snog thru the ballgag, my tented groin pressed up against his nude body. Terry's disgust at this private disturbance is satisfyingly demonstrable on his face, and he thinks that's as bad as it gets... until I embark draining him off. To have another boy get his boy meat rock hard and jack him off against his will is very likely one of this hetero stud's worst nightmares. His lollipop reacts prettily to the merciless stimulation, and despite the added trauma of my invasive smooches and cuddles, he's shortly choky as I beat him off, his lollipop getting taller bigger and bigger as he involuntarily gets closer to climax. Finally, he squirts, his hot cum shooting via the room, leaving the head of his lollipop lubricious with juices. I let out the gag and push my semen covered thumbs into Terry's mouth, making him gasp in revulsion, then proceed to torture his mild lollipop head, my thumbs around it and slapping it hard, making him squirm in agony. Perhaps Terry thinks I've finished with him now. But for a boy this beautiful, it would be a waste to stop here. This is just the beginning.
I knew the gullible wannabe model would turn up at my warehouse, his longing for cash and stardom over-riding his common feel - namely, not to go alone into an unfamiliar individual location with a stranger. When Terry watches my cheap photography props, the dumb twunk is easily coaxed my 'model scouting' is legit, as I run him thru several ego-fluffing basic poses. And fortunately for me, Terry is all beauty, no brains. I easily segue from snapping portraits, to "posing with some rope". The silly twunk lets me bind his wrists up, coaxed by my offhand assurances that it's "all the fury in Paris." With Terry posing on his knees, no doubt imagining himself the noble object of lust to a hundred women, I treatment from behind and glide a ballgag into his mouth before he can even protest. My boy meat hardens as his face betrays his worry - he's no longer sensing like he's in manage of events. When I insist on cording his forearms above his head, it's demonstrable his convenience zone is downright breached. I turn on him. I rub my throbbing lollipop against Terry's body, touching him thru his clothes, slapping him when he tries to shriek for help thru his gag. I convulse his pants down, rip his t-shirt open and right off his body. Terry's lollipop is huge, and I insatiably reach out and seize it, spreading his balls, snuffling his heady male scent. As Terry fights and screams into his gag, to no avail, I convulse open his cock-squeezing ass cheeks, and unsheathe his pristine hetero arsehole - my prying thumbs working their way into his crack, the very first boy to knead him in such an invasive way. The view of Terry's nude bod is driving me wild. I seize a singletail and thrash him over and over again, my boy meat stiffening at the streaks of red showing up up and down his ideal body. Cropping him front and back, his chest, his arse, his abs and his shoulders all get a taste of the lash, making him an fetching glowing shade of pink. After violently slapping and tweaking his firm tits, I clamp the cunt's sensitive, blushed nipples, I am beyond horny. This hetero cunny is all mine, and I'm going to love his bod in deliciously humiliating ways. I embark by making him suffer a snog thru the ballgag, my tented groin pressed up against his nude body. Terry's disgust at this private disturbance is satisfyingly demonstrable on his face, and he thinks that's as bad as it gets... until I embark draining him off. To have another boy get his boy meat rock hard and jack him off against his will is very likely one of this hetero stud's worst nightmares. His lollipop reacts prettily to the merciless stimulation, and despite the added trauma of my invasive smooches and cuddles, he's shortly choky as I beat him off, his lollipop getting taller bigger and bigger as he involuntarily gets closer to climax. Finally, he squirts, his hot cum shooting via the room, leaving the head of his lollipop lubricious with juices. I let out the gag and push my semen covered thumbs into Terry's mouth, making him gasp in revulsion, then proceed to torture his mild lollipop head, my thumbs around it and slapping it hard, making him squirm in agony. Perhaps Terry thinks I've finished with him now. But for a boy this beautiful, it would be a waste to stop here. This is just the beginning.
Added: 2015-04-13 • Views: 47 • Duration: 30:00
