The Bastard's Name Kink

A sex slave?

"Hey, what the hell is that supposed to mean?! We're both men. Quit joking around." I was afraid, frickin afraid that this man was far from kidding around. The satisfied look in his eyes from watching me panic over him was something that couldn't be faked.

The bastard was doing this to torment me.

"I'm not going to ask you again." He took off my belt and unfastened my zipper.

"Hey-Wait!"

"Tell me if you agree to it or not already." The bastard slipped his hand into my pants and pulled out my limp cock.

This kid was really crazy!

"Wait a minute. I don't understand what you're saying. You want to fuck me for two months?" This was nuts! Just what would he stand to gain by sticking it into another man.

Wait a damn minute. He was going to be the one sticking it in me! That thought scared me more than having a knife jabbed into my stomach repeatedly.