Love Potion, Sweet Dreams

Love Potion, Sweet Dreams

Shivers in the dark, lust and fear mixed together
How long had he been here, bound to the couch of leather
How could it happen, this fall so great
Tied and raped, resigned to his fate.

Bound to the man with his ebony skin
He’d moaned and mewled as he’d sucked him in
Deep into his throat, drooling and sucking
Begging like a whore for a long, hard fucking.

How could this be, he wasn’t gay
He’d opened his mouth wanting to say
Leave me please god, my bodies not yours
But instead he begged, to be fucked like a whore.

He’d thrown his head back and rode that huge cock
Mouthing obscenities shaking with shock
Pushing him backwards he mounted him panting
Spank me master, I’m in need of a thrashing.

Why did he say that, and act like a slut
The gag was applied, his mouth was shut
He gagged on the penis forcing inside
Downwards it went, his jaws forced wide.

Impaled at both ends, through pain and with pleasure
Choking and jerking taking full measure
Licking and sucking, bucking and thrusting
Pouring inside the seed he was lusting.

The crescendo diminished, finished and spent
His mouth and throat ravished his tiny hole rent
Empty and shaking, lying in wait
When will they return what is his fate.

Shivering and shaking caught in afterglow
The bottle is open and starts to flow
The essence stirs him, he smiles raising hips
He wiggles his ass and begs for their whips.