Video language: English
Life has been eager since my ally Andrew and I ran away from home. I don’t know why I did it, actually. Andrew loathed being a Senator’s in the constant spotlight. The security details. He wanted his own life. I guess I did, also. My wasn’t as high profile as Andrew’s was but I was just as sheltered. I had my own nanny and, later governess, from the time I was born. Later, I had a security guard. I mean that guy was kewl, but still! I grew up in a gated mansion where, I admit, I had anything. Except freedom. Adventure. There was not at any time a pont of time in my life that wasn’t planned, sheltered, supervised. I still can’t make no doubt of we did it. We couldn’t have except the Organization, some underground European mafia, or smth, sent Andrews a gift. It was a boy! I mean we at no time even suspected that Mr. Connor was homosexual. But Andrew saw this strange stud our age going into his ’s study. He snuck up outside the door and listened. There wasn’t any mistaking what this chab heard. The boy was getting drilled by his . Andrew hid inside the intimate elevator and waited for the man to come out. When the dude got on the elevator, Andrew confronted him. He threatened to expose him and the chap gave him a business card. I’m silly. I’ll let Andrew talk me into everything. We contacted the number and somehow we got in. The 1st thing we did was meet this lad who kind of interviewed us, but mostly just type of low key us. I mean it was consensual and anything but it wasn’t like we had much choice. It was kind of gripping, though! I’ve fooled around with other dudes my age, but this was, I don’t know, like real sex! He had a indeed large rod and we got drilled hard with it. It was type of a test coz we have to do anything we are said out of question. So I guess we passed and they moved us into a type of hotel/dormitory kind of place with some other youthful chaps who are escorts, also. The other boyz are good. There are 2 who don’t speak any English, but majority do. We can hangout, but none of us are allowed to say everything at all about the errands that we run. That’s what the chaps from the Organization call it when they send us places. I didn’t have much idea what was going on except I assumed it was about sex. We were there for about a week. It’s kind of facile to lose track of time. Yesterday, one of the chaps said me that I was being sent on an errand. He gave me a petite box to deliver, an address and a transit card. I was supposed to give the box to Zetta. I thought, if I was going to watch a priest, whatsoever happened, it wouldn’t be sex. I wasn’t sure if I was relieved or frustrated. I got to the address but no one appeared to be to be there. I was said that I was expected and I should await until Zetta came in. When this guy got there, I looked up at him and this chab was exceedingly impressive. I mean, I think of priests as being like old fellows, or soever, but this lad was hawt! He was probably in his mid 30s with a darksome beard and lips that made me wonder what it would be like to kiss him. A small in number minutes later, I discovered out. He was very admirable and gentle but it appeared to be like suddenly we were giving a kiss and I was shocked that I was doing that with a priest, but I indeed wanted him to fuck me. It didn’t take lengthy to figure that that guy wanted it, also. He made me engulf him. His jock was biggest, and uncut. I’ve not ever been treated like that previous to. His hands were all over me. With the Organization boy, it was like this chab was just doing what this guy had to. Zetta acted like this chab truly wanted me. Like I was his much loved dessert, or smth. He actually made me crave to please him, to be fine of his crave for me. At the same time, it felt wonderfully naughty that that guy left his cross on. It’s not like I’m Catholic, but still. His dick truly hurt going in my aperture but I took it for him. After that guy got me opened up, this chab sat on the bed and said me to ride him. I’ve not at any time done that in advance of but it was fantastic. This greatly sexy chap lying back on the couch and me fucking myself with his schlong. I just wanted greater quantity and greater quantity of it the longer I rode it. I wanted to feel his cum inside me so bad, but I knew when this guy did, that guy would stop fucking me, and I didn’t wish it to end either.
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