Thinking of butt-fucking Alice,or Cindy or Peter drove him towards his peak and he moaned again, louder. "Dad?" Peter called from his side of the... tent, "Are you okay?" "Shit!" Mike thought, and started to pull his hand away from his massivecock. But it was too late. That ubiquitous flashlight popped on, and his cock was spotlighted by it's bright beam, throwing a towering shadow on the wall of the tent. "Dad..holy shit!" Peter gulped. "Dad, you, you're huge!" "Huh?". The pain was the most horrible thing I ever hadto endure. The next day, Barbara informed me that theyhad put the photos up on gay websites around the world. The rules of my life became worse. I was forbidden togo out at night. I was forbidden to have friends. I wasforbidden to even use the toilet like an adult male. Ihad to squat over a litter box to shit and piss. When Iwent at work, at least one of the girls was alwaysthere to watch me and degrade me. For lunch I had toeat dog food out of a. The Coconut Rum and Pepsi I was drinking made me feel so much better about being with him even though I don’t think I needed it.Once we entered his apartment, and I am not sure if it was the alcohol or not, but being the object of his desire turned me on in a way that I have not felt before. The tension definitely rose as he brought me close to him in the dim light. He held me in his arms and brought his lips towards mine.What confusion I felt as I started to kiss him. I wasn’t myself but I. I knew from this morning that once he climaxed, the game was over, at least temporarily.Gary was arching his hips against the movement of my fist, humping forwards and back to accentuate the stimulation by my fist. Gradually, the pace began to quicken and Gary’s movements became more animated. I loved how aroused he was becoming. I loved knowing I was the cause of it.There in the shower, with the water washing over both of us, I pumped his rigid cock. He leaned over and kissed me again. Gary’s.