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Brock Thornton was the king of the hill at his school. He was good looking, he was the star quarterback, he got any girl he wanted, he had the nerds doing all his homework, and the teachers were afraid of his family. So how is it that he found himself completely naked in a stall of the girl's restroom? His balls ached from the beating he took. He never saw their faces but he heard their feminine voices through the bag on his head and he felt their myriad hands holding him down, stripping him, beating him. He heard their phones snapping pictures and he heard their threats and their anger as they fondled him to hardness and then kicked his nuts just as he spewed cum all over his stomach and chest. Their laughter when he vomited still echoed in his head and the musky smell of pussy on his face and in his mouth lingered. But not as long as his shame and humiliation. That would last his entire life.
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AlecDurbervilles
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