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we meet master joe schmitt

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Joe Schmitt is a man among men. He's 6 feet, 5 inches, heavy muscled, hairy chest, hairy belly, hairy butt crack, thick 9 inch uncut fuckpole, buzz cut, blue eyes, big hands, thick neck, growlin voice, tatts on his arms, shoulders, back, butt. Permanent metal cockring, engraved with "I use U". He fuckin wears his biker cop boots to bed. Also wears dirty jockstrap at all times. The 5 cadets in the house wear the same biker boots, n a body harness with straps over the shoulders, around the waist, n down to each boy's cockring. The harness is adjusted so that it pulls the cockring up, liftin' the boy's dick, so that the dick arches out from the body. This makes the boys look like they have permanent boners.

Mr. Schmitt met us at the door. He kissed Pa n Mr. Casey aggressively with his tongue. He kneed me in the ballz, so that I feel to my knees. Just inside the door I had to strip, n was fitted right then for my harness. In the middle of the room the men in training were kneeling. I could see Jim. He had welts across his chest n belly. His head was hung, his cock rock hard. Pa n Mr. Casey now jocked up like Mr. Schmitt were taken to meet the boys. As each lad was introed, he closed his mouth over the jocked cockknob of Pa or Mr. C. Jim took his Pa's knob in his mouth with no sign of recognition that this was his Daddy. Mr. C muttered "fuckface dog" at his son. I saw a tear roll down Jim's face. When Jim greeted my Pa, Pa kicked him in the ballz.

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