Getting your Personal Faggot

Getting Your Personal Faggot

By: AWC

“Just shut up now, take out my cock and get busy servicing it”. Frank had an angry tone. “I do not want to hear, if you are a faggot or not. To me you are a faggot and I only admit, I did not know it”. This was Frank talking to his old time buddy Richard. They were in the school together from 4th grade and now in college.

They were well-known to each other and buddy, buddy too but it would be hard to say, if they got along any good. Frank was more like a jock but Richard was just a regular guy, very regular that is. Richard smiled to himself. He was kneeling on the floor, man cream covering all of his face. His fingers were in his mouth, licking the juice of the man, who had just used him. His own cock was also dripping his cream without even touching or rubbing himself but only from the lust building in him after sucking that man’s cock and making him erupt. A little while ago, Richard did not care, who knew that he was nothing more than a cock sucking slut but now as his lusty passion was over after spilling his load, he was scared and embarrassed too. He was wondering, how he got in this position.

“Since when, you have been a faggot, Richard”. Frank asked him with a giggle. Richard simply did not feel like answering this question. He was really humiliated as he looked on the floor, wanting it to split and he be swallowed deep inside, just like he had swallowed the man and sucked out his man cream only minutes ago. Frank repeated his question once again and Richard protested that he was not a faggot.

“Bull Shit”. Laughed Frank. “You are not a faggot, give me a break. I watched you sucking the man and him splashing it all over you. If you still say, you are not a faggot, tell me what a faggot is in your eyes and mind, then”?

Richard stayed quiet, hoping, all this would go away. He had never felt so ashamed in his life. He knew, Frank would announce it to all and everyone, what he had seen. No woman would ever like to be his friend knowing that he eagerly and willingly sucked a man’s cock to even make him cum without touching himself and building the heat of passion, unloading on him.

Frank took a step towards Richard. “Well faggot, as you love to suck the cock and I came in looking for some faggot to suck me out, you better get going”. Richard was almost paralyzed with fear and some anger too and he did not move until he heard a shout, “I said, get going, faggot; unless you want the whole world to know, what I know and saw. You better give me the best blowjob, you ever gave”.

“But I told you, I am not a faggot”, repeated Richard quietly.

“You were not saying this a minute ago. I heard you, we all heard you”. Frank laughed looking at the other men standing near the open door of the booth.