It had been a faggot for as long as it could remember and had regularly served up its fagholes for the Men in its family - but this was different.
This was the first time it had been used by a Man from outside its family. He was the freshmen wrestling coach at the University and knew the faggot for what it was the first day of practice. He didn’t ask or ease into it with this faggot - He knew what it was and He knew what He wanted.
So, after practice, as the others hit the showers, Coach pulled it aside and pulled out His cock; He pushed it down to its knees and - grabbing it by its hair - thrust His cock down its throat.
The faggot choked and gagged (more out of surprise than reflex) before opening its throat and performing its duty.
Coach came quickly that first day, but in the weeks and months that followed, He made sure the faggot earned its reward - taking His time as He used he faggot’s throat and fagcunt like His personal sex toy.
The faggot thought nothing about it either way - thinking for itself was a privilege not available for faggots like it; it was a faggot and had long ago learned that it was nothing more than an object - an empty, worthless vessel - to be used and filled by Men.
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