“I trained this ass. Gay sex You’ll love it, I promise,” he whispered, his breath hot against my skin before he released me, striding out to join the others on the back porch.I stood there for a moment, the weight of it all pressing down on me, the air thick with the stench of betrayal and despair. So much like his dad’s,” Coach Adams mused, his voice thick with sinister admiration. He was a big man, but the three truckers lifted him like he weighed nothing, tossing him into the back of an open truck with a casual brutality that made the vehicle shake from the impact.The truck roared to life, the engine growling as it rumbled down the driveway, Matt’s muffled shouts fading into the distance. “Show him how long you can hold your breath”Coach Adams’ grip tightened on my head, guiding me further down onto his dick, forcing me to take every inch until I could barely breathe. He looked at Anthony, who was lost in a fog of sexual pleasure, the pain, shame, and fear all etched across his face. “If the boys could see you now, jockboy—on your knees, eagerly swallowing Coach.”I couldn’t help but think about how everything had spiraled into this twisted reality. He looked me over
