I needed to get away from this incredible humiliation. In fact, the bastard was tipping my head right back, adjusting my neck. My eyes had rolled back in my skull and I was seeing nothing. I took one breath and returned to thumping, pumping, floating land. Something was wiggling in my ass. Maybe the punk was an ass virgin, and I was coring him out for the first time. The rest of my body was limp. Fuck, the thing was eight inches long! The chemical hit hard. I felt hands under my arms. Trevor was pulling out, and sliding in; the grease and the chemical were doing their job. I realized the two teenagers were making out on top of me, frenching each other, pleasuring each other, while using me as a worthless fuck toy, completely ignoring the herculean effort I was putting in to take their meat.
