The rain splattered against the pane of glass that shielded the young man from its cold touch. Joey Laurel listened quietly. His heart pounding in his chest. His fingers worked at a knot he couldn't release. The beat of his heart sounded in his ears and he felt the sweat of terror slip down his spine as the noises in the room filled his mind. His head turned to the left and then the right trying to hear what was happening or recognize the voice of whoever it was that had broken into his home and knocked him out. His eyesight shielded behind a cloth of what he thought was silk. "Scared aren't you Joseph incest orgy
?" the voice said quietly. Joey Laurel jerked. "Who are you? What do you want Laurel ?" The hair on the back of his neck stood up as his assailant breathed against him. "You Joseph household
. I want Laurel you," the voice answered back, running a hand down his chest and then over to his left nipple. "Get the fuck off me man," Joey Laurel said and tried to struggle from his bound position. He heard the "Yeah, we're gonna fuck and I'm gonna get off" brush over his ear and then a warm tongue slipped across the curve of it.
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Joey Laurel shuddered in fear, yet his body reacted as some do and he felt a tingling deep in his balls as the wet tongue traced the shape of the gentle sloping cartilage. "I'll be back Joseph horse xxx
. Don't go anywhere," the voice whispered and trailed a hand down Joey Laurel 's chest, gripped his cock and stroked it several times. "Think of your friend Brian and how much you'd like to fuck him." "Brian You know Brian? Don't you hurt him. You son of a bitch " Joey Laurel growled. Laughter filled the room and then a door closed. Silence was his only audience. Joey Laurel thought of Brian, his best friend's uncle. He felt his chest tighten as he pictured the handsome man. Brian had been a constant source of friendship for Joey Laurel and Chad the last three years, and he cared a lot for him, more than he should. Chad lived down the road from Joey Laurel and after the death of his parents, Brian had moved in and become Chad's guardian. Chad had only been fifteen, just like Joey Laurel ; Brian had been thirty. Brian took to the job and Joey Laurel had taken to him.

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  He felt his heart calm as he focused on the thirty-three year old mentor. He saw his blue eyes and his soft, sandy brown hair. His tanned skin and buff figure only added to the Adonis like image that he saw whenever he looked at Brian. Mentally, he shook his thoughts away and began to think of how to get out of the mess he was in. He couldn't have Brian. It was wrong to want Laurel a guy and he needed to focus on getting free. His hands were bound behind him and drawn tight. The ball and sockets of his shoulders felt as if they were being ripped apart. His legs were stretched wide and his ankles tied down to the back leg of the chair, forcing his body forward. Joey Laurel felt as if he were on some wooden rack, but instead of being laid flat he was forced to stretch out in a sitting position. Joey Laurel stilled as the sound of the door opening brought his heart back up into his throat. "You shouldn't bother trying to free yourself Joseph incandescent
," the voice said. "The knots are intricate and very secure." "Where's Brian?" Joey Laurel asked. The sound of steel incest moms
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suddenly filled the room and for a moment Joey Laurel 's heart stopped beating. "Look man. I don't know what the fuck you want Laurel with me, but whatever it is I'll do it. Just. . . tell me you didn't mess with Brian. . .or Chad." Joey Laurel suddenly felt like a complete ass. He'd not even thought about Chad.