Where is Mark? Gay porn I still felt something, no someone, pumping in and out of me. He’s here?Suddenly the cloth was removed from my head, the dim light still hurt from being in total darkness. Why is Mark doing this to me?Mark dropped his hands and along with them went my head, slung back again and staring at Marks bulge.“We’re sick of that hole, Evan.” I heard Marks voice ooze out, he sounded like it was my fault. I felt lost not knowing where I was, something was over my head blocking my vision but I could tell I was laying on a bed.“Silly boy.” a grown man voice teased not far away from me, “where do you think you’re going?”I writhed in my constraints, uncertain was was happening, screaming for help the best I could. Is this that guy from Grindr? Mark drugged me, he must have. Where is mom?“Time to get you ready.” He snarled at me.The next few minutes we wrestled a bit, him forcing my body into a hanging contraption, I fought and fought but nothing was enough. He berated me the whole time I struggled, “strike one… strike two…” he would continue counting everything I did something he didn’t like.
