Dirty sex stories for closet fags.
Dirty sex stories are hard to keep to one’s self just like our brother sister sex story. In this case, mom found out about your little bad habits.
“Come on. Suck it like you mean it, you little pussy mouth.”
Had someone told you that your own mother would be speaking to you in such a way, you would never have believed it. But, you could never confuse that voice with anyone else’s. You really have no one but yourself to blame for this one, baby. She caught you red-handed with that fag porn. Of course, she was going to take some action. But this?
“It’s the only way to fix you, honey.”
She said, as the first wave of men came into your bedroom, cocks in hand. They looked dirty, too. The smell of cock immediately filled the room. You weren’t even given a moment to discuss things before the first guy forced his nasty, salty, dripping meat into your young, hot mouth. He forces your throat to accommodate his huge hog while mom surfs your internet history.
“Fag gets fucked by big black cock. Faggot gets raped in jail. Sissy fag gets used up and tossed. Now, sweetheart. I don’t know what possessed you to think that any of this kind of smut has a place in our house. I’m going to show you that playing bitch to a bunch of filthy, 12-inch cobras isn’t as glamorous as you think it is. Don’t forget his ass, fellas.”
Strong hands grip you by the waist and angle you into the fuck-position.
“Don’t hold back either,” your mother says, rummaging through your closet and finding your butt plugs. “He’s no amateur. Crystal? Hold that camera steady. Everyone on Facebook will want a good look at your slutty brother.”
“Yes, mom,” I grin.
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