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Monday, March 26, 2018

[SS-428] Leaving Countryside


[LEAVING COUNTRYSIDE]

Han was looking outside through the large glass pane of the hotel. It was late in the morning when he woke up.

He peered at the city. It was nothing like he had ever seen before: big buildings, high tech vehicles that were not tractors. He rarely saw trees or grass. There were no animals, just people dressed nicely walking along streets of asphalt.

"Damn. You really look sexy in that white briefs I gave you," said a voice from behind him.

Han turned around.

It was Gensis, the agent. He was lying on the floor where he dozed off last night. He was wearing nothing but black briefs. He had a lean body.

"Good morning," Han greeted shyly.

Gensis moved his fingers to beckon him. He walked towards and sat beside the agent that took him from the countryside where lived for twenty two years.


Gensis reached for his chest.

Han shuddered at his touch.

"I know that his is really just too much for you to take probably," Gensis spoke as he touched Han's body more gently, "I know that you are mad at your parents for trafficking you. But really, you have seven siblings. How do you think can you survive with a farm that has been destroyed by the flood?"

"I know. But I can do other types of job. Like construction or I can work in a factory," Han tried to reason.

Gensis smiled as he touched the white bulge, "and tell me handsome, do you think it will pay you as much as our agency is paying you. We're just practicing your skills and we're sending money to your family. Han, you can all send them to school with the money you can earn."

Han bit his lip, "I just don't think I can really do this."

Gensis held his head, "dude. You were great at practice last night. You wanna try again?"

Han swallowed. He could not say no. He was already too deep to walk away.

He pulled down the front of the black briefs. He looked at the twitching of the cock.

He opened his mouth and took it in. It was soft. And salty. Saltier than when he practiced last night. He moved his cheeks and tongue. He remembered, no tongue. He went slow at first and then deeper and faster as he was taught.

"Shit Han. You're getting good. You're gonna earn a lot of money! Ohhhh maaaaan..." Gensis moaned.

Han felt a hand push his head deeper. He controlled his breathing. He was no longer choking on the meat.

"After this, I'm gonna teach you how to handle this in your ass... Ohhh maaan..." Gensis muttered as he started fucking Han's face.

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