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- * Gay porn from the '60s. *
-
- MASSIVE STORM, TEEN GOD WORSHIPPED BY TWO COPS
-
- Cal's mouth dripped jism and saliva as it finally left the giant
- cock it had so savoringly enveloped. Ronny was in bliss, the second gushers
- of juice having left his being in angelic calm, in total peace.
-
- But, of the triology, the older cop hadn't been idle while Ronny was
- juicing Cal. Ted had done his work. Without a word - for all of these
- things were prearranged and happening of their own volition - Ted had
- creeped over into the front seat. He had settled himself facing to the
- rear, to best enjoy the spectacle just completed (some would say to
- worship anew the blond Adonis with the Dick of Death).
-
- And, looking into the face of the older cop in the front seat, Ronny
- sensed what they would be doing. Too late, Ronny was much too weak from
- the double-suck to do any resisting. Now his legs were pushed over the
- back of the front seat - with Cal grabbing his left leg and pulling it
- hard until he was able to snap the handcuff on the front door handle.
- This done, the rest was easy. Ronny's right leg was then forced over the
- seat and another cuff produced, this one snapped to the right front
- door handle.
-
- He realized his predicament: his arms flung apart and held tight
- by the rear two doors, his ass up in the air and resting on the top of
- the front seat, while his legs fell forward toward the front of the car,
- held wide apart, each handcuffed to a front door handle.
-
- The rain had lessened somewhat, but it was still coming down too strong
- for them to leave their seculuded spot. Ted had crawled under Ronny's leg,
- over the seat and was again in the back. It put Ted's now bare ass next to
- Ronny's right tit. The torn shirt and undershirt still clung to the boy.
- They were but rainments to the worship Ted was about to extend to the object
- of devotion. Ted could feel the kid over to his heart's content. His
- hands roamed over Ronny's firm chest and stomach, marveling at their
- youthful definition. Cal warmly rubbed the youth's thighs and legs. The
- tender, smooth skin of the kid sent thrills through the two cops.
-
- "You're a fuckin' handsome kid, you know that, don't ya?", Ted asked.
-
- "Yeh, dude, if you say so", was the defiant response. But a response
- of fear, as Ronny was fully aware of his situation. He had lived dangerously
- enough to know that anyone tied was at the mercy of his captors. There had
- been many close calls in Ronny's young life, yet he had always managed to
- get out of his predicaments. This, though, was something different.
-
- Nothing akin to this had ever before happened to him. Here he was
- stripped, his cock ripped from two super suckoffs, yet neither cop had
- yet come. And he was spread-eagled, each limb firmly handcuffed to a
- doorhandle of a '63 Ford. . .police car, at that. "What'll they do for
- an encore?", he idly thought, not much caring. Still, they were cops,
- they had jobs to protect, and the storm covered them from outside observation
- like an umbrella. The rites, the worship were to continue, he knew - but,
- studmeat that he was, all he could do now would be piss down their throats.
- Were they up to that? What further could they want, other than to cum
- themselves? Or, was torture on their minds? Ronny shook, more from fear
- than from the cold.
-