Submissive Teen Gay
Submissive Teen Gay
It was a year or so later and the men were talking and drinking at
our house again. One of the other men said something to Carl (that
was the name of the neighbor) about the stories about his playroom.
Carl looked at me and said “Ask the kid, he knows all about my playroom”
again I blushed..especially when my own father stared at me in disbelief.
But that didn’t stop me from going to my regular appointment in the
playroom…nor did it stop me from moving into Carl’s house when
he ordered me to.
And I still serve him there.
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