Straight Hell: Corey(3)

Tied in a spread eagle position, his innocent hands precariously near bulging crotches of the Straight Hell tops, Corey’s nightmare is only just beginning. They’re going to extract our pleasure from this boy whether he likes it or not. He writhes and begs as the men slap him, whip him and pinch his nipples, while demanding he strokes their stirring cocks.
As they get their dicks out and force his hands to caress both their shafts at once, Corey cringes into his gag, eyes screwed shut, flinching at every blow as he grasps at their growing meat. But the feeble effort he puts into wanking them both isn’t good enough. Time to fuck this boy’s face.

His face now at cock level, Corey recoiles in disgust as Colin’s erection nudges insistently at his lips. But even though he won’t open his mouth, there’s no escape. Tied down and with nowhere to run, Corey whines pathetically as Reuben forces in a metal dental gag to hold his mouth open, leaving him no choice but to submit to the huge cock about to plunge down his throat.