"UHH, FUCK ME," he screams as the assailant attached to the impressively thick 9-incher parts his supple little ass-cheeks as he is forcibly ramming him with another passion-fueled thrust.
"TAKE THIS, YOU, DAMNED SCRAWNY ASSED MOTHERFUCKER."
"FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" he yells, again, as another plunge delves deeper into his tender region.
"DOES THE LITTLE SHIT, LIKE HIS ASS BEING ASSAULTED? DOES HE?"
"YES, YES, I DO," he says to the man with the fiercely piercing cock while he continues to make another anal entry into his well-lubed and oft used ass.
"AH, TAKE THIS."
The assailant screams, with authority, as he rams his defenseless anus again.
It is smashed into him again, harder, with more force, more power, than it was the previous few times, he was plugged.
"FUCK!" he screams as the cock plummets his ass, swelling to even bigger proportions inside him, as it fights for much needed space in his already tightened precum lubed hole.
"AH! SHIT! AH! SHIT!"
He feels the sweat bead-up between his clenched ass-cheeks, as its melts and seeps from his bony body and the immensely powerful man, which is 'taking charge' of his ass, making it his sworn property on this awkwardly progressing prom night.
The wet moist sounds radiate about in the cramped space in the back of the rented limo, as he lies, sprawled out on the cluttered and trash strewn floor of the rental. The pre-prom party had already started.
His pants and briefs, gathered, bundled around his ankles as the man continues with the barrage on his tender little derriere.
"FUCK! FUCK!" he echoes the man's words as he continues the ongoing powerful assault of his weak little ass.
"I WANT MORE, GIVE ME MORE!" he yells as he squeezes the man's protruding cock, between his half-mooned globular backside while it makes another poignant meaningful passage into his welcoming ass.
The man's blood pressure rises, his face red, as the color of a ripened tomato.
The man, whose cock fills his ass, pulses, with each pump of his heart, which feeds vital blood to his body and to that of his engorged cock.
A droplet of sweat from the excited body of this unknown man drips onto the small of his back, running and mixing with the other countless drops of perspiration from the man's body and his, to the crack of my continually plummeted ass.
"FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" he yells, again, as another entry is made into his vulnerable posterior.
"UH! UH! UH! UH!"
The man's stiffened cock swells, again.
The man moans loudly as he continues with his forced anal 'activity.'
"FUCK ME! FUCK ME! He screams loudly, louder than he had previously been doing as he happily welcomes another fiery burst from the battering ram-cock of the man.
The man grabs the hair on the back of his head, yanking him, powerfully, forcing his cock, deeper and deeper, into his beaten and battered hole.
The hairs of his ass and the prickly hairs of the man's shaven tool excite him as he continues with a mighty force, parting him with another piston-like thrust.
"FUCK! FUCK! He mimics the man's words, again, the man who fills him completely with his ongoing powerful assault of his frail little backside.
"YOU WANT MY CUM, BOY?"
"GIVE IT TO ME! GIVE IT TO ME! I WANT YOUR CUM!" he screams as he demands the reward for this unwelcomed, yet welcomed, participation in this single insular drama but once it commenced, he did not halt it. He wanted, more.
"UH! TAKE THIS!"
He is 'maneuvered' again by the ongoing force-fed fuck.
He screams as he removes his cock, in and out of the young man, who lies sprawled out on the limo's floorboard, taking each thrust from his powerful thighs with ease and abandonment. The boy seems to be taking all he can dish out and wants more.
"GIVE ME THE LOAD! GIVE ME THE LOAD!" he demands from the man who entered his rental, threw him to the floor, yanked down his starched dress pants and briefs, taking liberties with his posterior attributes.
The surprise assault happened in the blink of an eye, commencing like some unforeseen sonic jack, hammering away into pliable concrete. He did not know the man when he burst into the back of his rented limo, but he likes the feel of the man as he dumps his pent-up passionately produced load into his vulnerable waiting ass.
The man screams as he unloads his 'passions' into his wet waiting canal that is being used for other necessary means.
"SHIT! SHIT!" He screams as his own cock dumps its heavy-laden sac-like balls full of its own milky white baby-batter onto the filthy carpet that brushes, hard against his pubes and cock, burning him, "SHIT."
The sound is that of a delicate tightly clenched fist tapping against the glass of the darkly-tinted rolled-up electric windows of the rented limousine.
"Daddy, are you in there with my date, Seth?" a young girls soft voice resonates from the other side of the rolled-up window.
"YES, DEAR, DADDY IS IN HERE, GETTING TO KNOW YOUR CUTE LITTLE PROM DATE. HE IS QUITE PLEASED WITH HIM. QUITE PLEASED."
The assailant looks over at him.
"Be good to her, my 17-year old daughter, or I will give you more of this."
The man grips his rapidly deflating cock as he hastily tucks it, haphazardly, carelessly, back into his worn trousers.
He nods to the man as he pulls up his own rented black tuxedo pants, tucking his spent cock back into his cheap Fruit-Of-The-Looms all the while wiping the expelled perspiration from his slickened wet forehead onto his starched and overpriced white dress shirt.
"YES, SIR, I WILL," he answers the man who took advantage of his youthful endeavors.
"Don't you touch her with your tiny little 18-year old dick, boy, you hear me? You scrawny little motherfucker," the man says, "or the next time, I will do you harder. Much harder."
The man leers at him, again, scowling, warning him.
Seth gulps, his Adam's apple rises and falls, as the man opens the door, stepping from the overpriced limo, leaving him, giving him, time to make sure his person is presentable (and covered) before he sees the man's waiting daughter.
"PLEASE! PLEASE! DO IT AGAIN, SIR! PLEASE!" he begs as the man departs, his words barely audible except to him and the departing man's ears.
He tightens his bow tie that hangs loosely around his neck, tucks in, his loosened shirt under his belted pants and brushes back his disheveled hair back into its proper place, as best he can.
"Here goes," as he opens the door, "Whatever."