On Your Knees
Cal knelt in a dirty alley with a cock shoved into his mouth. When he first thought that he wanted to become Denae he had no clue that it would lead to this, a point where he sold twenty dollar blowjobs and feared a man who called himself The Hammer. Granted he had known he could no longer stay at home. Denae was too important, the skirts, bras, panties and all had come out when his dad, May he rot in hell, Cal thought, found the packed sports bag in the bottom of his closet. Granted his dad...