Boys Halfway House – Swamp Rat Pounding – Incident 174
It doesn’t happen too often, but on occasion a Incident 174 guy will run away. Well, most of them just leave, not technically run away, because a lot of guys are here of their own volition, and if they want to leave, they can. But a lot of the guys are here because it’s a condition of their probation or parole. Now, on the one hand, it’s not too much of our business if they bolt. After all, there are a lot of guys looking for beds, and we’re not law enforcement, after all. On the other hand, especially with the hard-up cases, it makes sense to go get them if they get themselves in a pickle. After all, we’re here to help, right?
This swamp rat was one of the guys who was ordered into a home. At the precious age of 18 has already seen a lot of institutionalization in his life. However, he’s used to running away whenever he feels Incident 174 like it. Typically the consequences used to be a slap on the wrist, and maybe some extra dish or laundry chores. When I heard he had bolted, I probably should have just called his P.O., but I called a few informant type friends and figured out where he had gone. He ended up about 5 hours out of town, which required a long drive and a motel stay. I didn’t mind that too much, since I figured I’d at least get my dick wet from this little swamp rat. Sure enough, I got all that and more.
Mac was nervous as fuck when I put my hand on his shoulder. He started rubbing my crotch, because it wasn’t up until that point that he had figured out what the game is. He figured out pretty damn, quick, though. And given his history life on the streets, he was pretty much compliant This guy had sucked a dick or two in his life in order to get a favor, that’s for sure. He’s such a little fella’. I couldn’t believe my cock even went into his mouth, but he gave it a good try. His cock sucking wasn’t too bad for a little straight boy. His ass, though, that was a whole different ball of wax.
When he realized I was gonna fuck him with my thick dick before the night was over, he didn’t seem to be too upset. I think he’s used to life throwing him curve balls. So I mad him lube up my cock, and then I held his skinny ankles as I shove my cock inside of him. It was tight, but not so tight that I couldn’t get a groove going. And after a Incident 174 few minutes he was gaped-out and ready to pound. Hell, he even rode me for a while, and that felt so good I almost nutted inside of him right then and there. I held back, though, because I really wanted him on his stomach. This way, I could get a better view of my dick sliding into his little teenage butthole.
Sure enough, I was able to get to pounding pretty easily. After I had gotten my fill, I released a big nut right onto his blown out love canal, and then I just kept going for a while. I made him show me his Incident 174 jizz covered asshole when I was finally through. For a swamp rat from the boonies, he actually looked pretty good as a spooge canvas.
