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Working on Gates: Part 4this story is part of the FanClub (mm:threesomes, 3006 words) [4/6] show all parts

Author: dirtypunk
Added: Nov 22 2006Views / Reads: 613 / 478 [78%]Part vote: 9.00 (1 vote)
Gates pimps me out to a roleplaying redneck. Hope those who wanted a part 4 will leave feedback.
 


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I felt my eyelids slowly separate from the gunk of dried tears, and the forced constriction of my pupils. The day outside was grim; dark clouds tumbling in the distance. It looked like it would rain. I tried to turn over to see the time on my alarm clock, but felt my limbs seize with pain.

"Fuck," I groaned as I remembered why I was sore. "‘Daddy;' that mother- fucker." "Sorry to disappoint, but I don't fuck moms; just you, sweet-snatch." I felt my blood turn cold in my veins, and I whipped around to see Gates, his eyes locked on mine.

I instantly jumped out of bed and raced towards the staircase. I could hear the thudding of his heavy feet as he ran after me. I skipped a few stairs and nearly fell as I ran into the kitchen; skating in my socks when I tried to stop on the hardwood floor.

"What's he doing here!?" I demanded; pounding my fist against the countertop with my left hand and jerking the thumb of my right hand at the hulking body behind me. My mom simply smiled and said, "Please lower your voice, Lance. Gates here was so sweet. You were dead tired and fell asleep in the car, so he plucked you up and put you in bed. Then he stayed over, so you wouldn't have to wait on him today." "Wait? For what?" I asked. "Remember? We've got stuff to do, dude," he said casually, as a hand darted forward and gripped my balls before giving sharp tug; the view of his assault blocked by the counter. I wanted to ...

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