PART FOUR AVAILABLE NOW!
Erik, gangbang enthusiast, has a problem. He just cannot seem to manage waking up in time for class, or anything else for that matter. When his current step-dad Kevin gets word of his chronic absence from college, he cooks up a plan with Erik's three other daddies. Will their electrifying, abduction-in-the-middle-of-the-night gangbang teach Erik the lesson he so badly needs?
Warning: This rough and raunchy 6900+ word taboo sex gangbang features spanking, electro shocks, explicit oral and anal sex, double penetration on both ends, ball squeezing, belt lashing, one HUGE four-daddy facial and a younger man filling an older one. Get ready for daddies!
Excerpt:
Although I had been a little nervous at first, real fear never took hold. In the first place, they had woken me up in the dead middle of the night, so I wasn't entirely aware of much anything. Aside from that, I've always, always wanted to be kidnapped. Whisked away by some big, muscular, powerful beast of man; taken away to who-knows-where and fucked until I couldn't even walk. And then, it just happened. All that said, it was still a little weird. All the noise, the confusion, and being tossed over a shoulder like I was a sack of potatoes had taken me a little by surprise.
I had very little time to consider those sorts of things though.
The cold, night air blasted through the bag on my head as my daddies carried me outside and away from the dorm. The icy chill destroyed the last shred of my interrupted sleep. I shook, trying to fill up my lungs with air, but couldn't manage - not with that shoulder driven up into my stomach. All I could do was to keep breathing. Slow, measured and careful. Suddenly, I felt the warmth of a hand on the back of my leg, the top part of my hamstring near the crease of my ass. I had, until then, not thought too much about what I was wearing. I tend to sleep in as little as possible.
The only thing between me and the night, and my kidnappers for that matter, was a flimsy bikini-cut pair of underpants. My skin had been covered in a sweep of goose bumps since we left the building, but as soon as I heard the door of Michael's van slide open, I became acutely aware of my nipples hard, straining, and sensitive against the rough fabric of Drake's shirt. My cock had been stiff for who-knows-how long, but it was only then, when I heard that metallic scraping sound and more muffled words between my daddies, that I really felt my erection.
Oh my God, I thought, I'm about to be thrown into the back of some car and fucked by these guys. There was absolutely nothing in the world more exciting. My prick hardened, tenting out my underwear and pressing against my daddy's back.
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