An hour of drive through various modes of public transport, I reached an remote site. Locals kept starting at me weirdly, probably because I was an outsider but none really made any attempts to Tranny speak to me. I saw from far off what looked like a broken ancient wall and intrigued I walked towards it. However, when I reached the site and peeked on the other side of the wall, I saw few youths lying on the ground, and all seemed pretty hammered i.e. high on drugs. [ For those who are merely interested in reading action, the story starts here ] At that moment, asshole a strong and well built youth (whom I later got to know hard sex as Pammy) smilingly winked at me. He had this deep look and very expressive eyes, like those of Osho. Pammy seemed to be in late 20s, about 6'2, with thick long brown hair and probably the best ripped man, almost built like a tank. He also had the cutest and the fucking sexiest grin, I've ever seen. Bit worried, I turned to walk away, but 2 youths (who were Pammy's accomplices and big cock drug abusers too) literally dragged me to the other side. I raised my voice, demanding them to let me go. Pammy ordered "bring that faggot to me", while he pulled out his 4" soft thick dick from his cargo shorts and began stroking it. "What the fuck" I mumbled shocked and tried to run away, instead all 4 accomplices quickly grabbed and pulled me next to him. Subsequently, 3 of his accomplices pushed me on my knees, while the 4th accomplice (known as Prakash) who stood behind me, clasped both his hands to forcefully push my face near to Pammy's semi-hard dick. Pammy's dick was growing every second, and was now pointing right at my mouth. "Taste it dude" he said loudly like a demanding boss, expecting me to willfully obey his orders. I immediately yelled back, but then Prakash slapped my balls hard, and despite wearing tight jeans, I felt like I was going to puke from the pain. "Don't fuckin play with me faggot" Pammy growled at me. With my balls aching I looked at him, humiliatingly stuck out my tongue and licked the tip of his fully enlarged 7.5" cock. Pammy grabbed my hair tight by the back of the head and forcefully pulled my mouth onto his dick. The moment his dick hit my throat, I gagged almost puking meanwhile tears rolled down my cheeks. I've literally been the prince of my home, and here a strong man was treating me a "cocksucking" slut, as if I was born to entertain men. Then Pammy started to fuck my face harder with brute force, all the while talking dirty with an authoritative tone, "Yea cocksucker, open your throat bitch, gag on my meat". His disciples balefully laughed at his comments, calling me cheap 2-dime slut who should be gang raped every day. I was disoriented, scared and now being gagged by a thick and sweaty dick, which blowjob was leaking so much pre cum and this honestly started to turn me on too. After all nobody had used me so selfishly before, and this scene was so erotic that my dick became the hardest ever. This was the time when the realization hit my head ... Was I Gay? In my head, blowjob I feel that this room needs to be locked up until I figure out what to do with it. It wasn’t the first time, so I agreed to go. When I look at the monitor hard sex I see my helper is taking them for lunch. I don't know if they talked to her or not. a bit then took asshole another deep breath and squeezed. His mind wandered to her soft aurburn hair, her deep brown eyes. His eyes where hazel. Savannah had no words. Don’t forget to bring the pack of smokes from upstairs when you come back.” I said in a soft but firm voice while looking with half-closed eyes big cock at my slutty aunt. A part of her knew why, would really her parents see the free spirited real Ronja that Maria saw or would they Tranny be stuck on appearance and think that Ronja dressed like a real slut?