Brutalize the cocksucker

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Sexy Dom with a mean streak asserts his right to use and abuse a twinky cocksucker, leaving the boy crying and gasping for air.

29 thoughts on “Brutalize the cocksucker

  1. very sexy top… nice stiff dick!… he is really enjoying this… wonder how his asshole tastes… lucky bitch… maybe she’ll get to find out

    1. Así busco yo una verdadera perra sumisa que se someta todo no importa que llore, solo busco real estoy en Madrid si hay alguien así dispuesta a tributar y a complacerme contactar conmigo y hacer muchas más cosas, solo busco real estoy en Madrid si hay alguien así dispuesta a tributar y a complacerme contactar conmigo y hacer muchas más cosas solo para putas masoquistas no dramas Instag. Norbey1

        1. Pues cuando quieras quedar ya me lo dices estoy en Madrid busco solo real si te gusta lo del vídeo lo hacemos y muchas más cosas me encanta dar palizas me excita

      1. I have maid office they can come to clean everything down there withi beats use as Weaker weapons I can I understand the situation u like Israel u have the best time ever to defend yourself from this evil tiny creature who has been trying for lily fun pleasure his o;ly way nowoew

    1. A slap face hahahahahahay that’s from my own fingers lol hehe he looks like little mice loll

  2. Somebody know the top or the bottom’s name? Or more of their videos? I’ve been searching for a long time but still can’t find more.

  3. how can I meet this top or someone like him to take this treatment to the next level?
    Dean 561-252-3982

    1. @Destroy me Does it turn you on thinking your parents may stumble upon you in the most filthy, depraved situation after a video is anonymously shared by someone from your town who sent it to everyone you’ve known since being an innocent kid? Imagining the look of horror on their faces as you get a boner on your micro-dick, writhing around in another man’s piss while he beats you harder and harder?

      Imagine your parents in tears and how awkward family gatherings will be, and you’re about to find out at the Easter lunch your uncle’s family is hosting. Everyone gives you that look: “Yes, whore. We know what you really are now.” This thought is especially obvious on your uncle’s face; he looks at you with an aggressively lustful gaze.

      Your uncle walks past you when everyone’s turned around to focus on the BBQ being served and puts your hand on his fat bulge protruding through his well-fitted pants. “You filthy faggot, I always knew you were one of them,” he whispers with heavy, alcohol-soaked breath directly in your ear. His tone is nothing you’ve ever heard come from this usually warm, loving family man you grew up admiring, “But now that I know how twisted you really are, let’s see if you can handle what an actual man will make you endure.” He grabs your pathetic neck and drags you down to the basement of his house where the gathering is being held. The guests all too far to call out for help or dare to even attempt considering you don’t feel like you know this man who you realize you do not recognize at all.

      You see the horrors of what he seemingly gets up to in secret in his locked-up basement. Several padlocks adorn both sides. The smell of piss, shit, and faint moans of other boys chained up in cages fill your nostrils. Bones protrude from their bodies as they scurry to their corners, covering themselves and faces in fear.

      You realize this makes you sick to your stomach, but the thought of your own uncle using you as nothing more than an object and losing control to him – a masculine, angry, and attractive man, treating you as a sexual object – overwhelms you. You decide to play along and take his cue to show you respect your current situation. He is in control; your words are likely only going to lead to unknown suffering you’re not yet prepared to endure.

      You hear the sound of heavy chains being lifted behind you, a sharp pain and deafening sound of shattering rings through your head then blackness. You wake up with your uncle chaining you up in the same cage as a pale, sickly kid around your age (18…). “Now,” he starts in a loud, sadistic tone, “the preparations are in place.” He points at ‘Destroy Me’. This ritual has been passed down through our family’s generations from the journals of our forefathers. They believed this specific brand of hell-on-earth would eradicate faggotry from our bloodline. You will have to earn the right to get what I know you want from me.

      Grabbing his obviously thick, chunky bulge, these other fags start to writhe and moan staring directly at his bulge in total fixation on it. You don’t yet know exactly what’s expected of you to earn the right to gag on that rancid, masculine uncut monster. But you know there’s probably nothing that would be bad enough to let you fail to enthusiastically pass his tests and give you a chance to gag on it even if just for once. Little do you know how fucked your uncle is…

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