alpharutxxx:public claiming Marcus had worked so damn hard to get here. The oldest son of a big fami
alpharutxxx:public claiming Marcus had worked so damn hard to get here. The oldest son of a big family, he knew he was his momma’s brightest hope. He got good grades, trained hard for the wrestling team, and worked at Wendy’s on the weekends. He was well-liked, and well-respected. But this was the state wrestling competition. The stakes were too high. The winner would get a full ride to the best college in the state. The loser? Would be cunted and claimed by the winner, to be his first (but usually not last) lover and bearer of his children. Marcus had thought–and so had his coach–that he was ready for this. His momma wasn’t big on him owning a pussyboy, but the renown and the opportunity that would come with his win would be incredible. It was too much to pass up. Then Marcus choked. His opponent, some rich white boy from Eastern High, had palmed his cock before the ref counted them down. Marcus had swallowed, hard. And Marcus lost. He felt that hard, full cock press into his ass and felt his heart drop to the mat beneath his hips. That cock would be inside him by the end of the day. He would carry this man’s children. He would suck this man’s cock, and thank him for it. It wasn’t until years later that Marcus identified his feelings at the thought as relief, and excitement. -- source link
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