The door opened, and three massive men walked in, their eyes instantly locking onto the sobbing, painted mess on the bed. I stepped back, crossing my arms and sliding my hand down into my own panties, my fingers already slick.
“He’s all primed for you boys,” I purred. “Do whatever you want. He’s a mindless sissy.”
The first man didn’t waste a second, ripping the lingerie off him and flipping him over. He slammed his thick cock into the son’s stretched ass with a brutal thrust that made the boy scream. Another man grabbed his hair, pulling his head back to shove a thick shaft deep down his throat, choking off his cries. The third man knelt in front, rubbing his cock against the son’s trembling thighs before spitting on his chest.
I watched with hunger, my fingers working my clit frantically. “Look at him!” I shouted over the sounds of slapping flesh and guttural moans. “Look at how he takes it! You’re such a good little hole, aren’t you, son?”
The men grew more aggressive, swapping positions, gang-banging the shivering sissy until he was covered in sweat and saliva. As the men all groaned, unloading thick ropes of cum across his face, chest, and deep inside his ravaged ass, I felt my own orgasm peak. I screamed as I squirted violently, my juices soaking my thighs while I watched my son break completely under the weight of the men’s seed.





