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Monday, May 20, 2024

[SS-1388] Cult-free Life


CULT-FREE LIFE

I see my best friend waiting at the public park. The dawn just broke and there were no one else around except for him. He was standing and leaning on the pole while shirtless.

I wave as I come near him, "hey there! Sorry, I was a bit late."

He smiles upon seeing me. He waves his hand. "Heyyy! No worries, I was just ten minutes ahead of you."


Then he comes to me and embraces me. I feel the toughness and the heat of his body.

After we break our embrace, I look at his entirety again, "gawd. I still can't believe that you're this buff! I thought we'll be scrawny, geek, virgins forever!"

He smiles shyly, "well, you know exactly why I became like this. Not a very happy story."

I tap his shoulders, "let's not relive your ordeal. Come on, let's do our run. I want to be as healthy as you."

I and him have been the best friends since childhood. We were nerds, timid and thin. However, one day, he no longer went home from work and went missing for a year.

Later on, we learned that he had been enticed to be a part of a cult. He served and enslaved himself under the cult masters until they were cracked down by the police. He had long bouts of therapy to psychologically rehabilitate him.

But now, he is free and living his life with agency. He kept his buff body that he got because of the heavy labor he did for the cult.

After an hour of jogging, I feel very weak to even walk. I fell on the grass gasping, but still with my faculties intact.

He leans on a tree and laughs at me, "damn. And we haven't had our strength training yet. You're already down."


I raise my hands, "just let me rest for ten minutes."

"I know how to keep you up." He then crawls to me, pulls down my shorts and start sucking my dick.

I squirm. He is the first and only guy I have ever had sex with.

After he got free from the cult, I learned that he was also a sex slave there. Even after therapy, his sexual hunger never really subsided. He offered if he can break my virginity. It is a good thing I said yes, because he gives great head.

Soon, I am shaking, "shit man. I might cum."

He moves back, smirks, takes his shorts down and starts riding my dick with his ass.

He looks at my eyes while riding me. "Ugh. I'm so glad you're letting me do this."

"Anything for my hot bestfriend." I kissed him and started thrusting upwards into his hole.


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