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The Pig
Date: 10/16/2017, Categories: Anal BDSM Gay Male, Author: klammer, Source: xHamster
... his tummy down to its normal size, I punched him several times hard in the stomach to get all the waste out, he puked and shit at the same time. We got most of it in the bucket. Then of course, we stuck his head into the bucket of pisscum, puke and ass slop and shit so he would drown if he didn't start drinking. We made him drink down most of the fucking slop mess until his stomach once again looked pregnant. By now the boy was fucking out of his mind, a gibbering idiot. We pummeled his stomach until he threw it all up again into the bucket, then made him drink it all over again. This was the kind of fun I had hoped his high school friends would have given him, but I guess it takes a fully adult gay male to know how to treat a fuckcunt twat lips pig boy. Ten guys fucked his sloppy stretched out ass after that. Everybody fucked his face, until he was a real pathetic mess. Cum ran from his nose and his mouth, when he tried to breath cum bubbled out, dick slop squirted out of his pussy around the thick dicks plowing him. He started to sweat piss, you can tell when a guy does that. Somebody brought in an orange plastic parking cone from the street outside, ...
... you know one of those things the city puts out on the street when they are working, We f***ed the k** to sit on the cone and started to press him down, more and more of the big cone went up his cunt, and as the cone got wider and wider, his screams grew more and more wild. He could have delivered a baby out of his ass that night. What a lucky eighteen year old sow boy, most jocks never have the experience of a parking cone up theirmancunt. And he has me to thank for all of that. They put rubber bands real tight around his nipples and more around his big nuts, until the ball bag looked about to explode. He couldn't even scream anymore, he had lost his voice. He just grunted like the stuck pig he was. He was heaving so hard just to stay conscious, I feared he might have a heart attack, so I decided the party was over for the night. I had a couple of guys throw him into the trunk of my car, and the next morning I took him into the house and got him cleaned up. It took two weeks for him to recover from our little party. He really must learn to do better than that. How will the pig react when we have a really wild party? I mean, I'm just getting started. The End