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Karla was upstairs fucking my ass again for the third time today. I love that big black cock of hers but have no idea where she gets her sexual stamina from, although I am not complaining! When she finally pulled out and fed me her cock to clean we heard Chuck come in downstairs so we hurried up and got our clothes back on then went down to greet him. He could tell right away what we had been up to.

We have a private party coming up next week here so for that night it will be just them for customers, not even club members will be allowed in that night. So I need you two to make sure everything is ready for them. They will want the usual pole dancers and other girls we usually have working so make sure you have them scheduled as well.

Gary, I need you to make sure you are available for entertainment in your bitch outfit and I will have a back up bar tender for you while you work the floor. This is a rather unusual biker club and you won’t be disappointed Karla is aware of them as she actually belongs to them, that is how they found out about us and why they decided to book with us here.

Later as Karla was fucking me in the back room while one of the guys was fucking my mouth she was telling me how much my hole would get used next weekend by her friends. They all have cocks as big as mine and they all love to fuck little bitches like you. With ever word she thrust in harder and finally filled me up with her cum. The cock in my mouth took her place and another one filled my mouth before I could ask her any questions. I ended up being spit roasted for an hour and filled with so much seed that it was running down my chin and legs. When they were finally through with me they left me laid out on the platform begging for more.

Saturday rolled around and as I was stocking the bar I heard the rumble of motorcycles rolling up out front. We had a bouncer out there tonight to keep anyone out that wasn’t part of the private group so when the door opened and a dozen women, all ebony goddesses, came in, I figured they must be the old ladies and the guys would soon follow. But then Karla came in and told them that I was the manager as well as the club BITCH she had told them all about and the bouncer came in and closed the door behind him. Hmm a girl biker club. Okay this could be a fun night.

As I mingled with the ladies they all were sure to cop a feel of my cock and bare ass since all I had on was my pink vest, jock, chaps, boots and collar. One of them named Wanda was their leader and she and Karla were talking as I was handing out their drinks. Wanda told me that she had heard so much about me from Karla that she couldn’t wait for the party to get rocking so she could get some of my ass for herself.

It didn’t take these girls long to get into party mode and tops were coming off. They all had nice breasts, firm and proud with nice hard nipples. They kept pulling my face into them every time I got near them. Karle then announced that they would be drawing names for the order in which they would be fucking me. I figured they must have some strap ons somewhere with them but I soon found out how wrong I was about that!

When the first name was called it was Wanda’s, rigged drawing I think, lol.

She stepped up to me and put her hands on my shoulders and pushed me down to my knees. She told me to take her pants off and get to work. As soon as I pulled her g-string an enormous cock popped out. When I looked up at her in surprise she laughed. I see Karla didn’t tell you about us did she? We are all she males and we all have above average cocks.

She told me that they had made a bet with Karla when she told them how much I loved to be fucked that I couldn’t take all of them in both holes in one night. The bet was if I didn’t take them all then they would all fuck Karla’s ass and Karla never takes cock up her ass, she always tops. Karla came over to me and told me I better not let her down if I knew what was good for me.

Wanda then fucked my mouth for a long time before she finally told me to get ready to swallow it because she was cumming. She filled my mouth with her warm cum until it began leaking out around her cock onto my chin. I swallowed as much of it as I could before she finally finished and stepped away, telling me she would be back for round two, my ass, once I had sucked all of them off.

For the next hour I sucked and swallowed cock after cock after cock before the last one finished. Thankfully they gave me a break before my ass fucking would begin. Karla and Wanda were telling me how well I had done for the first half but those fucking my ass would be a different story.

I didn’t know it then but most of these gurls had gone into the back room and were having their way with the girls we provided back there so when they got to me again it would be their third load of the night. This meant there wouldn’t be any slam bam thank you man fucking of my ass. They all would be riding me for a pong fucking.

They put me into the sling and began my fucking. Wanda started it off and she trash talked me the entire time she was pounding me. She would give me hard and fast short strokes then slow down and go deep so I could feel every inch of her as it moved in and out. Then she changed it up and began going hard and deep so I could feel her balls slapping my ass every time she bottomed out in me. She lasted about fifteen minutes before spilling her seed into me.

The next one stepped up and filled my now thoroughly fucked hole with her big black cock in one hard thrust. She must have been a little bit bigger than Wanda was because I could feel every inch of her cock inside me. She just started jack hammering my hole and kept it up until she finally unloaded. She gave my ass a couple of hard slaps before pulling out and stepping back so the next one could get into me.

While all these gurls were taking turns fucking me Karla was working my nipples over really good and keeping me on the edge with her mouth on my cock as well so I wouldn’t give up on it. She really did not want to be gangbanged by these gurls. As long as I was on the brink of unloading my own load I wanted more hard cock fucking me.

When I had finally been fucked by what I thought was the last one I asked to be taken out of the sling but Wanda told me I had one more to go or Karla would lose the bet. I told her to bring it on then. It turned out that it was Karla that hadn’t done me yet. She asked if I wanted my ass or mouth fucked first. I figured my ass could use a break so told her to fuck my mouth first.

She gave my mouth a good fucking before finally sending her load straight down my throat. Now I figured she would want some time to reload before going at my ass but then I remembered how she had such a quick recovery time and she just went straight from my mouth into my waiting ass. Her cock was by far the largest of them all and she began to really pound me with her big balls slapping my ass every time she hit bottom inside me. I must have passed out at some point because I don’t remember getting out of the sling but found myself waking up in the morning in my bed between Wanda and Karla.

When they felt me stirring they both wrapped their arms around me and told me that I had done what nobody else had ever done before, that was take on their entire club in both holes. They told me that the bouncer had closed and locked everything up when the party ended and they had put me to bed after I had passed out.

Things had gotten back to normal around the club after that night for a few days when some of the gurls came in for drinks one night. Chuck was there and he welcomed them with open arms. He then told me that they had decided to call our club home for their biker club. Later when Wanda came in she told me that they wanted to make me an honorary member and be their clubs BITCH. She also told me that Karla had claimed me as hers so when I went on rides with them I would ride bitch with her on her bike. Chuck said he hoped I could keep up with being the BITCH for the two clubs. I said I would surely give it my best to do so.

My friend and I have been doing it together for a long time. One day while we were stroking each others cocks his sister walked in on us.  We tried to cover up what we were doing but since we were both competely naked it was pointless.

She was much younger than us, 13 at the time.  So what’s going on here she asked as she stared at our hard cocks?  We were just jerking off I said.  No, you were jerking each other off.  I’m going to tell mom, unless you let me watch.

She sat down on the bed next to us. Start jerking she said.  We started stroking each other again as she watched intently.  Nice dicks boys, do you think you could teach me how to do that?

Sure I said. As I stroked her brothers cock I explained how all the nerve endings are on the head and how to form the hand.  Concentrate mostly on the rim around the head like this, I said.

She reached over and grabbed my cock. Wow, its so hot she said. She started dry stroking me.  How’s this she said.  Pretty good, but it feels better with lube.

Lube she asked?  Yeah, like this, I licked the inside of my index finger and thumb and got it real wet with spit and started stroking her brother again. Like this I said.

Try it I said. She dripped spit into her hand and started stroking me again.  Wow, it feels all slippery. How am I doing, does it feel good she asked? That feels great I said.

You are going to need how to give head too I said. Do you want to try it?  What’s that she asked?  You know sucking dick I said.  Her brother said, you’d better show her how.

Watch me and then you can try it I said. I got down on the floor between her brothers legs and started sucking his throbbing cock while she watched. 

I took his cock deep into my mouth, moving up and down on him. I would occasionally stop to lick his head with my tounge.  We were both so turned on by her watching us.

I got up and sat next to her, now you try it I said.  She got down and grabbed the shaft of my cock as she looked up at me.  Her long hair tickled my inner thighs.  She leaned in and started to lick my head.  Now suck it I said.

I felt her warm mouth as it enveloved my throbbing cock.  I was so excited. This was my first blow job by a girl. How is she doing, her brother asked?  She’s almost as good at sucking cock as you are I said.

She stopped, it’s not going to spit in my mouth is it, she asked?  Of course I said.  That’s gross she replied.  No, you’ll like it I said.  Here, I’ll finish stoking your brother off so you can see what will happen in your mouth.

I lubed up my palm with spit and started stoking her brothers cock first slowly, then faster and faster.  I’m going to cum he said.  Jets of hot cum started squirting into the air and landing on my hand.

Whoa, that’s cool she said.  I leaned over and licked up all his cum.  What does it taste like she asked?   Well its hot and kind of salty.  I love it, you will too. Are you ready to taste me now I asked?

Okay, here goes she said.  She started sucking me again.  Now do it a little faster I said and don’t stop until I tell you.  She picked up the pace. I could feel my balls start to draw up as I watched her going down on me.  Okay this is it, get ready to start swallowing I said.

I exploded into her mouth. I ran my fingers through her hair and enjoyed the afterglow as she continued sucking me.  That was perfect I said. Did you like my cum I asked?

It was kind of salty like you said, but yeah it tastes good. Can we do it again she asked?  Well we will have to wait a little while but okay I said.  Why don’t you take your clothes off and I’ll teach you how to fuck.  You’ll want to know what it feels like to have a cock inside your pussy I said.

She said ok and started taking off her clothes.  Her tits we tiny and pubesient, but very nice. As she took off her panties I saw my first pussy. She didn’t have much of a bush yet. Her ass was perfectly shaped. Both our cocks sprung back to life at the sight of her naked body.

Now lie down on the bed and open your legs for us I said. I reached in and started playing with her pussy, parting her pussy lips with my fingers. I wet my fingers with spit and started rubbing her clit.  Oooh, that feels so good she said. I started to penetrate her cunt slowly with one finger.

Her brother watched slowly stoking his cock.  Do you want to go first I asked him?  Yeah, get my cock nice and wet for me he said.  I started sucking him to lube his cock. I could already taste his precum so he was super turned on.

It won’t hurt will it she asked?  We’ll go nice and slow until you get used to a cock being inside your pussy I said.  Her brother kneeled down in between her legs and started rubbing his cock on her pussy.  Now put just the head in and let her get used to it I said. Better lube it up more I said as I drooled spit down onto his cock.

I watched as his throbbing head disapeared into her cunt. Now put it in just a little more, then move in and out slowly I said.  Hows that feel his brother asked her?  I little tight but it feels good she said.  Her pussy started getting wetter and he was able to push it all the way in.

How’s her pussy feel bro, I asked. Oh man you are going to love this, it feels awesome.  It feels even better than when I fucked your ass he said.  She began to moan softly.  I think she is about to cum bro I said.  Me too he said. He started pounding her cunt fast. She put her legs up. I watched as his cock slide in and out of her pussy. It glistened with her pussy juice. 

He started to moan and plunged deeply into her. Ahhh so good, your turn he said.  As he pulled out I could see his cum start to trickle out of her pussy. Are you ready for some more cock I asked her? Oh yes, give it to me she said.

She is nice and wet now her brother said. Dude you just broke in your sister, how cool!  He giggled and told me to enjoy the sloppy seconds.  Your cum will make it even better I told him.

I slide my cock into her warm wet pussy. Damn it felt soooo goooood!  It didn’t take long before I shot off my load into her.  I layed my head on her chest and sucked her nipples. 

We were all virgins only minutes ago, but now we are a trio. We had threesomes all summer long. One of us got her pregnant but that only made the sex even better!

She loved to watch us 69 and fuck each other in the ass while she rubbed her clit. She would often cowgirl one of us while sucking the other off.  She loved to have her brother cum in her mouth while riding my cock!  After high school we all moved in together. We are now raising our love child together.

And then, nothing, for six weeks or more. 

I was still allowed to clean up after Lev, wash his clothes, cook for him. But there was no other opportunty for a blow job. And only once in those weeks was as I allowed to lick his feet. That was nice, but not enough. 

I felt trapped. I wanted to serve him, but I needed him to notice me, reward me.

By now, it was Autumn, getting cold. I still didnt often have anywhere to go on a Friday night but, this evening, I was going to the pub with Lev and his mates. Not, of course, that Lev had suddenly decided he wanted to be my friend. But Oliver, my brother, was a mate of a mate of Lev’s. He was going and so I got invited too.

There were about eight of them there, most of them involved in some sort of Saturday football team. Like Lev, they were mostly older than me though all in good shape. 

I was intimidated. I felt like a kid and they treated me a bit like one too – Olly’s baby brother, Lev’s little flatmate. As with any group of drinking buddies they had their fixed roles and standard jokes about each other. Dan was fat. James was the boring corporate guy. Lev was slow and lumbering, not really that great at football. Only Sanjay, the Captain, mostly escaped the jokes. Sanjay’s right hand man was Mikey who was sharp, funny, fit. I was surprised to discover that the joking point for Mikey was that he was gay. 

“Not actually gay. I’m bi or, you know, no label,” Mikey explained to me when I found myself sitting next to him, three and a half pints into the evening. He was flirting. “But top. Definitely that. Different to you, I’m guessing.”

“Um yeh I’m mostly bottom,” I muttered.  

It wasn’t a great deduction on Mikey’s part: nobody ever thought I was likely to be anything other than a bottom.   Mikey eyed me intensely. He was handsome –  I definitely would have gone for it a few months ago. But I glanced over guiltily at Lev who was laughing hard at some joke of Olly’s. My heart pounded seeing his square, flushed face, his dusty thinning hair, his thick body. 

Sanjay leant over Mikey to talk to me. 

He smiled at me, prodding Mikey in the ribs at the same time. “ “Hey little gay Sam, don’t even think about letting this dirty old perv shag you.” 

Mikey shrugged,  “No danger of that. He’s not interested in me. But you should see how he looks at Lev.”

Mikey leaned back, and soon gave up on the flirting. “So have you got anywhere with Lev?” he asked me, after a bit. I didn’t know what to say.

“Somewhere,” I muttered.

Mikey raised his eyebrows. “Wow, I didn’t expect that.” 

“Well, you know, I do stuff for him, and once he let me, he let me..” I trailed off.

“He got pissed and let you blow him?” Mikey said, confidently.

It wasn’t quite right, but it was close enough – the only real sexual contact I’d had with Lev really was just the one blow job. I nodded.

“And now nothing for like six weeks.” I said.

Mikey laughed, “Must be a bit frustrating living with him.”  

Mikey was warm, charming and had soon wormed out of me the stuff I was doing for Lev, the washing, cooking, cleaning. He took a deep sip of his pint. “Don’t worry, I’ll have a word with him. See if I can get you some action.”

I started to beg him not to say anything but he’d already whistled sharply to get Lev’s attention, and was waving a pack of cigarettes. “Hey Lev, man, come out and smoke with me.”

I didn’t even know Lev smoked.  But apparently he did sometimes because he immediately pushed his chair back and followed Mikey out the front door of the pub. I watched through the window as they lit their cigarettes and started to talk. My heart sank. God knows what they were saying.

Sanjay leant over to me again, “You don’t smoke, Little Sam?” 

I shook my head.

“Me neither. But I could do with some fresh air. Lets go and see what those two idiots are talking about.”

I followed Sanjay out. Mikey beckoned us over. “I’m just explaining some facts of life to Lev here.”

“You know, Sammy is Lev’s bitch.” Mikey announced this as a general piece of information to Sanjay. He ruffled my hair as he said it, like he would a seven year old. 

“Lev’s got Sammy here cleaning his house, washing his fucking underwear.” 

He looked at Sanjay.“Would you want to go near this hairy bastard’s dirty kegs?”

The captain grimaced.

Mikey turned to face Lev, “Lev man, even bitches need paying. And how do you think they get paid?”

Lev looked at Mikey carefully, didn’t say aything.

“Well, the way they get paid is D.” Mickey explained, grabbing his crotch to emphasise the point.

“And you’re not paying out.” 

Lev stayed quiet, looking embarrassed.”I’m not queer,” he said eventually.

“Doesn’t matter, you need to pay,” Mikey said, “And look at this pretty face.” 

He grasped my chin painfully, turned my face towards Lev, “You honestly telling me it would be terrible to have that wrapped round your cock?”

Sanjay laughed loudly. “Jesus, Mikey,” he muttered.

Lev stubbed out his cigarette and walked off.

“We haven’t finished talking about this.” Mikey shouted after him.

Mikey and Sanjay went on to talk about something else. I slipped back into the pub and left shortly afterwards.

I didn’t take Mikey too seriously. I certainly didn’t expect him to show up the next day at Lev’s house. But at 2 o’clock on Saturday, there he was. I was still badly hungover, not used to drinking so much. Lev, as usual, was crashed out with his PS4. But as he burst in Mikey was bright and full of energy.  “Make me a coffee,” he told me as I opened the door to him, and he immediately started finding his way through the house until he got to Lev. 

When I followed him through into the living room, his coffee in my hand, the two guys were looking at each other awkwardly.  Mike, was smartly dressed and clean shaved, slim, dark haired and handsome. Lev, bearded and scruffy,  was sitting in his chair trying not to look embarrassed to be wearing only boxers and a dirty t-shirt, some of his belly and a lot of his muscle and body hair spilling out around the edges.

I was sure Mikey had come to talk about me but apparently I wasn’t going to be part of the conversation. Taking his drink, Mikey told me, “Go to your room, Sammy.” I was 25,  he was at most twelve years older than me. And nobody ever called me “Sammy.” Still, I went.

From my bedroom, I could hear the tone of what Lev and Mikey were saying but not the detail. Lev started with angry stonewalling like last night, denying he’d have anything to do with me.  But  I knew that in the little world of their football club, Mikey was the more important guy: Lev couldn’t just kick Mikey out.  And Mikey could talk.

Soon I heard Lev’s tone soften, Mikey tell some sort of joke. Then a quiet, serious discussion and the sound of laughing agreement.

“Sammy!” Mike called me back. 

I cam back to the room, nervous as to what it all meant. I really did feel like a kid, especially when Mikey unexpectedly, gently wrestled me to  the ground. Though not huge, he was bigger than me and he easily manhandled me  where he wanted me. That turned out to be kneeling on the floor in front of the sofa, my face buried in its cushions, my arse in the air. In the next movement he pulled down the back of my jeans and underpants. He kept me like that with one knee in my back and carried on his conversation with Lev.

“Look, Lev, you telling me that’s not a good thing to fuck?”

I felt Mikey’s hands pull my ass cheeks apart. I blushed into the cushion as I felt his finger pushing gently into my asshole, flicking it open, showing it to Lev.

“Look at this hole, its fucking beautiful.”  

Lev grunted, but didnt say anything.

Mikey let himself play with me my hole a few seconds longer.”See how tight that is. I bet you’re a big guy Lev, imaging splitting that open.”

Next he pulled me off the sofa. He pulled me up and turned me round, still on my knees, but now facing Lev.

Holding the back of my head firm with one hand, with the other Mikey squeezed my jaw open and then forced three fingers into my mouth. I could taste my asshole on them. He face fucked me briefly like that, pushing his fingers in and out fast and hard to the back of my throat, making me gag. Tears streamed down my face. 

“Tell me any woman’s going to let you use your dick in her mouth like that.”

Mikey pushed me back to where I’d been – face down into the sofa cushions, arse in the air. “Stay there.” As i breathed in through the dusty cushions, deeply aware of my arse on show, Mike carried on lecturing Lev. 

“Look part of the problems going to be his dick. You’re straight, you’re not going to enjoy a blow job if you look down and see that he’s got his own little hard-on going on.”

I heard Mike walked across the room and unzip his bag, take something out.

“You know what this is?” He asked Lev.

“I’ve seen plenty of porn, man.” Lev replied.

“Put it on your boy here, that problem’s solved, he’s never even going to get hard.” I’d worked out by now what Mikey was showing Lev.

“And he can’t wank, he’s going to go crazy. He’s a good boy already, but with this on, within two or three days all he’ll be able to think about is you, your body, serving you. Then, really, do what you like – keep him tied up all day, double his rent if you want, whatever.”

Lev grunted. Not saying no. “Show me that thing.”  

“But you’ve got to give him some dick. These things turn bottom boys into bitches in heat.  He’ll want it from you more than anything. But if you don’t give it him he will find a way to get dick from someone – anyone – else.”

Lev was silent. 

Mikey carried on. “So, I’m not going to ask you if you’re going to fuck the boy. What you do in your home is up to you. Nobody’s business. Just tell me if you want me to put Sammy here into the chastity cage.”

A long pause. 

Then, finally, from Lev, “Do it.”

“Go back to your room, Sammy.” Mikey  told me. 

I pulled up my trousers as quickly as I could and left them to it. Looking back on it, the weird thing is I don’t remember even thinking about whether I wanted to be put into the cage. I was already getting used to being controlled. Mikey thought it was a good idea, Lev had agreed that’s what he wanted. What I thought didn’t come into it.

Mikey came to find me a few minutes later. He had the cock cage in his hands.  I started undoing my trousers, looked at Mikey to confirm that’s what I should do. He nodded, unclipped the hasp on the cage. When I was naked, sat on the bed, he bent down, grasped me by the balls and pulled my junk away from my body. But I was too excited by the whole thing. My little dick was stiff as a board. Mikey handled my dick with distate – he was definitely a top – trying to push the cage down onto my hard on, get it to bend. It didn’t work, there was no way it was going in.

He stepped back. “Wank yourself, Sammy. Let’s get this thing under control.” Again, I felt like a teenager, told what to do, humiliating myself before this guy. I started wanking sat on the bed, but now of course I had the opposite problem. I was embarrassed with Mikey stood looking down at me and my cock soon deflated. 

He was exasperated. “Jesus, boy, I’ve got things to do.” 

But he was clearly experienced at managing bottom boys. He stepped over to me, opened his fly and pulled my face forward so my nose and mouth were nestling against his cock, through his underpants. With the other hand he reached under my shirt pulled hard on my nipple.

The abuse of my nipple coupled with the sensation of Mikey’s warm, thick, slightly stiffening dick against my face solved my wanking problem. My hard on returned and as I shot my load about a minute and half later, I cupped it carefully, avoiding getting any on Mikey’s smart clothes. I wiped my hands and dick down with a tissue and, leaning back on the bed, opening my legs, gave myself back to him, to get on with sorting out the chastity device.

This time my dick stayed nearly fully limp as he slipped it into its plastic cage; the hasp sealed behing my balls. I hadn’t really been sure how he was going to lock it but he produced a surprisingly serious looking metal padlock that must have weighed as much as the cage. He looped it through, snapped it shut and put the key on the table.

So it was done. I stood up, started getting used to the strange weight of plastic and metal around my cock and balls, the feeling of my cock being held tight. I glanced down, somehow the cage made my dick look smaller even than usual, almost non-existent.  

Mikey got ready to go. A lot had happened since he arrived an hour or so ago. I was trying to get my head round it but it didn’t quite make sense. 

“Why did you come round Mike? Why do you want to help me with Lev.” 

Mikey grinned at me, “I’d like to say its just because I wanted to help a little gay boy in need. Lev’s not the brightest and since his wife left he’s obviously horny as fuck. I knew it would be easy talking him into using you.”

“But the fact is, Lev’s straight.”, he carried on.  

“He’ll use you because it’s better than wanking, you sort out his shit for him and he probably enjoys humiliating you. But it won’t last. As soon as a regular girl comes along, or he starts to get worried he’s queer, you’ll be kicked right out of here. And when that happens, and you’ve got no place to go and you can’t even have a wank to make yourself feel better, you’ll remember who’s got the key to that thing you’re wearing.” 

He reached down, picked the key off the side table and winked at me. He put the key into his wallet.

“And that’s how you come to my door, and start paying the price I’ll need  if I’m ever going to unlock you.”

He set off down the corridor, just turning his head back briefly.

“Have fun Sammy, see you soon.”

This is Naughty Eric’s 400th story on Gay Demon with the intent to celebrate with you guys with what a hope is a hot arousing man cum producing story. Special thanks to my friend Butch who reminded me of the 400th story and suggested I do a tennis story as he knows how much I enjoy tennis. Thanks Butch.

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Introduction and background to the sex

Ricky, the 18 year old hot tennis star was born into a wealthy family who owns AAA restaurants around the western United States; Tragic accident Ricky’s parents were killed in an auto accident a few days after Ricky’s tenth birthday thus Ricky went to live with his father’s parents. They give Ricky a great home and shower him with much love and gifts. Ricky is a perfectly well behaved young man loved by all his friends and classmates as well as the community.

Beginning at age eight, Ricky begins private tennis lessons with Zach the high school PE teacher and high school tennis coach. As Ricky attends a private outstanding academic academy, he continues to advance as a skilled tennis player under Coach Zach as well as a professional gym trainer. Ricky begins to win tennis tournaments in his age bracket through out the region up and into his entering the public high school so he can play on Coach Zach’s team. With such great coaching Ricky wins the AAA first singles state high school tournament all four years as does the team win the state title all four years. 

It is well known that Coach Zach is an open gay man since his freshman year in college. Rumors have it that he has had many gay partners and is a total bottom loving big cocks up his ass.

Zach is a gorgeous hunk and well groomed athlete and former college tennis champion. He stands 6 feet, curly blond hair, sky blue eyes, a solid hard 170 pounds, smooth hairless tanned smooth body, big biceps, ripped legs and inner thighs, sexy big chest with big man breasts, washboard stomach and a very thick 7.5 inch cut cock and average sized tight balls.

Ricky is equally a hot sexy young man from all those years working out on the tennis courts and gym. He has built a body that looks more like a wrestler tha a tennis jock. He stands 6 feet and 3 inches, has dark brown groomed hair down to his shoulder blades, dark brown eyes, full muscled chest with big manly breasts, ripped washboard stomach and abs, large biceps from all those tennis serves, very big sexy thighs and a giant 9.5 cut cock along  with low hanging large balls full of cum.

Ricky has known he was gay since puberty but has remained a virgin and in the closet pleasing himself with nightly masturbation while watching gay porn and with the fantasy he is fucking the Coach.

Ricky shares the story how he gets into the coach’s pants at the hotel

For years my hero has been Coach Zach wanting to be just like him both as a great tennis player and a hot gay fucker wanting him every day since I turned 17. I try so hard to flirt with him beginning with my junior year in high school. I often lust after his body as I look into his amazing blue eyes and that big bulge in his tennis short. I have shot gallons of cum as I dream of him.

I begin to flirt with him when we are alone often saying: “Hey Coach  I hope I look like you when I am 36 years years of age. Man you’re so hot and such a hunk of a jock.”

He makes me wild with lust as he does not take my flirts as far as I want. He often drives me crazy as he responds: “Well Ricky just keep working on that hot body. I know the girls are crazy to have you get in their panties and use that huge cock up their pussy.” I go crazy as he smiles, winks at me and then walks away. I have to find a way to get in his pants one way or another. He is playing with my mind. Man after one of these flirting sessions, I rush home and spend hours edging dreaming of his hot body and nice cock. I often see him naked after one of our away games as he joins us in the locker room and showering.

Two weeks after our high school graduation, I get an invitation to play in a Las Vegas tennis tournament for young guys 18 and 19. Now I lay my plan as I call Coach Zach and say: “Hey Coach, I have great news. I am going to play in a national tennis tournament for 18 and 19 year old guys in Las Vegas. My grandparents are paying all the expenses. I have rented a hotel room on the 15th floor of a beautiful hotel over looking the Vegas Strip. Will you go with me and coach me. Maybe with your help I Ican win my singles.”

“Heck that Sounds so great. Sure count me in.”

We fly to Vegas on a Friday arriving at our hotel around 11 AM and unpack . Coach Zach looks around the room and seems puzzled: “Hey Ricky there is only one king sized bed. What gives?” 

I lie and say: “Fuck those hotel they never get anything correct. Oh well it is a big bed and I promise not to attack you although it si very tempting with that hot body of yours.”

I give him a seductive smile and wink. WOW Coach Zach gets flushed and goes to the bathroom. We have a wonderful lunch and then go off to the tennis courts so I can get in a practice playing Zach for three sets. Fuck, he beats me again. I have never won against him but the matches are getting closer. The fact that the jock always beats me turns me on so much as he is the real jock. Man, I get hard every time he wins, yes he is my hero and wow I so lust after him, maybe this will be the time. I often get caught staring at his very impressive crotch. He has to know how much I want him.

We look arond the strip,  have dinner, go back to the hotel and watch a tennis match on TV and are in bed around 10 PM with both of us wearing only tight briefs. Coach rolls on his side with his back to me. I am wide awake staring at that naked back with the covers only covering him from the waist down and wishing for him to fall asleep so I might try to spoon him. After about an hour, I hear him start snoring. Now this is the time–now or never. If he never speaks to me again and leaves tomorrow morning, my animal lust has built to the breaking point. I slip out of my briefs with my cock rock hard and I have already leaked precum on the front of my briefs with big wet spots as I take them off.

I make my move regardles of the consequences. I slowly move over close to him in a spoon position smelling such a hot manly sweet odor of his fresh shower and cologne. I gradually push my naked leaking diamond hard 9.5 inch cock up against his red hot briefs and very slowly push my shinny cock head up against his briefs and oh my god, I begin to spew precum wetting the back of those briefs. Filled with lust and animal desires like never before as my hormones and testosterone are off the chart, I give into my animal beastly desires and use my eager cock to push his briefs into his ass crack. He slowly moves his ass back toward my invading cock  nd I hear a light moan. Shit he is not asleep.

Fuck yea, he reaches down and lowers his briefs kicking them off so now we both are stark naked. I put one hand on his sexy warm chest and reach down with my other hand and grab his throbbing rock hard very warm leaking cock as I begin to thrust my purple blood filled cock head into his parting ass as he sucks my cock all the way inside his man pussy. YEA HIS MAN PUSSY IS SO USE TO BIG COCKS THAT I DO NOT NEED ANY LUBE.  My giant dick goes balls deep all the way inside that wet silk like ass tunnel. 

 As I begin to wildly and roughly fuck Coach Zach’s man pussy and jerk his cock wildly, our warm heated bodies melt together. Wow what a spoon fuck this is. My body shivers as Zach pushes his ass back as we wildly fuck. Shit that Coach Zach has been awake all the time. He had finally is overcome with my lust for him. I fuck him wondering how many other dicks has his man pussy hosted but he is mine at this moment.

As we fuck and I jerk him off, he begins to talk dirty begging me to devour him, “OH YEA HELL FUCK ME HARD, FUCK ME HARDER, GIVE ME THAT YOUNG FRESH MAN MEAT. WOW OH MY GOD, I HAVE NEVER HAD SUCH A HUGH COCK AND IT FEELS SO GREAT, FUCK YEA, FUCK YEA, YOU WIN BILLY. I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME ALL NIGHT.”

That so turned me on that I use my giant cock to explore that jock man pussy. I run my cock all around those warm wet silk ass walls, plow my cock head into his prostate over and over while still giving him a great working on hiss mature cock with my wet hand. I fuck him and jerk him off for the longest time as we both moan, reel across the bed and become covered with sweat and animal desires for what we feel. ” FUCK YEA COACH THIS IS MY FIRST MAN SEX. THANKS FOR LETTING ME FUCK YOU.”

After at least ten minutes of body against body, my cock deep in his ass tunnel ndn his cock spewing precum all over my hand, Coach, the pro, uses his experienced ass muscles to clamp down hard on my cock causing me to explode filling his man pussy to the brim. As he feels my cum flood his ass, he erupts shooting his man seed all over my hand. Finally we are both spent. I pull out my still semi hard cock and he sucks all the cum off my dick and we kiss. Then I go down and begin to eat his ass covering my lips and mouth with my cum as the cum runs out of his ass. I kiss him and we share my cum. I then put my hand in my mouth and enjoy his cum. We kiss again and now we both know how each other’s cum taste.

We take a long warm shower and get some sleep. The week ahead is going to feature tennis matches and yes at night I will get to live my dream and fuck that 36 year old man pussy every night.

I’d just joined the softball team sponsored by Club Kaboom. I wasn’t a great player, nor was I a bad player. Our coach shuffled me around in practice, trying to find a niche for me.

Then the team catcher moved away. So Coach had me try that spot. I’d found my niche!

Okay… To start I was pretty mediocre. Never really knew just how involved being a catcher was! Over that summer I gradually learned the Pitcher’s signals. What ball he intended to throw. Then I began to quickly size up the batters. Learned a few signals to give our Pitcher.

Best part of being a Catcher? Being hunkered down with my eyes at crotch and ass level. Some of the players made it hard to concentrate!

Then word got around that as a community outreach, the City Police League challenged the Gay Softball League to an end of the season game.

Just for kicks, Coach, me and a couple of other guys, decided to attend a couple of their games.

Conclusion? It would take a miracle to beat their lamest team.

For the Outreach match, both leagues were picking their best players. I figured that wouldn’t be me. But I sure intended to attend the game.

These cops were all athletic. No donut bellies. They all filled out their uniforms like wet dreams. I was going to get my fill of ogling hot cop ass!

I was surprised when I actually got picked to be the relief Catcher for the game! God! I might actually get to crouch eye level with those police butts! Probably get drool all over home plate.

The big day arrived.

One stand was filled with Cops and their families. Our stand was filled with Drag Queens, Leather men, Flamboyant Twinks and a few Lesbians. (The Women’s Softball League was a bit pissed about not being asked to play. It was explained to them this was a Gay Outreach Event. And even though a large number of lesbians played in the Women’s League, there wasn’t a Lesbian League.)

We were getting trounced by the third inning. That’s when the Gay Catcher tried to out a home base runner, and suffered a significant injury.

So there I was. Crouching down at waist level. Trying to concentrate as cop butt after butt stood right in front of my face! Let me tell you! Most of those butts were high firm and round. I was in so much trouble. Yet… In a kind of heaven.

One Cop in particular strained my ability to concentrate to the utmost. Brawny! Couple hundred pounds of muscle. Lots of dark hair on his arms. Short dark beard, matching a short haircut. Heavy dark brows. Not model handsome, but yet, handsome in a rough way. Broad chest. Big biceps. Thick thighs. And to my eyes? The most perfect big round ass!

I swear this guy was going above and beyond to distract me. Hell! Distract the whole Gay team.

Before he got into batting stance, he’d scoop some dirt up, lean his bat handle against his very rounded crotch, pushing it up and out. Then when he got into stance, he’d wiggle that butt around. The butt that was practically in my face!

When he did his shimmy, some of the braver watchers among the Gay contingent, would catcall , whistle and make suggestive sounds.

I swear that fucker ate it all up.

He was on third. The batter up hit a single. Officer Tease made a run for home. Then the ball was hurtling my way! So I caught the ball, tagged home plate, just as two hundred some ponds of Cop, threw himself belly down in an attempt to make the score!

Just as the Ump yelled Out, one of those meaty legs, clipped mine!

Down I went!

Right across Officer Tease’s body! In fact I landed across his ass. My crotch was quite firmly on his butt crack!

I’m not sure how long we were laying there. Probably just moments. Then I heard a deep chuckle.

“Hey buddy? This is a little soon. How about dinner and a movie first.”

Even gave his butt a little wiggle.

I scrambled off him, red faced. Apologizing. Extended a hand to help him to his feet. Oof! He was heavy! I weigh somewhere around one seventy . Don’t lift much more than a hundred at the gym.. And….Did he grasp my hand a bit longer than needed?

That’s when we became aware of cat calls and whistles from both sides of the fields.

You go Rusty! Tag that Cop ass! Hey Bento! Want to tell us something? You sure make a pretty couple! And other cat calls of that nature.

Bento just gave the Cops in the stands a pair of middle finger salutes.

Me? I think my face was as red as the hair on my head. I would like to say I sassed right back. Nope! Way too flustered. Not just by the cat calls. The feel of that big butt under me was still indelibly etched into my mind. And my semi hard dick.

Think my embarrassment was over? Not hardly! I swear every Cop who came to bat had some suggestive remark. Things like… Hey dude which is better? My ass or Bento’s? Or they’d practically stick their butts in my face and twitch them around. Or fondle their bats in a suggestive manner.

The Gay crowd loved it! They roared in laughter. They started egging the Cops on. The Cops in the stands were having…dare I say it? A gay old time!

Have you ever had to contend with a near constant blush? I’m telling you it is almost painful. The half hard in my shorts was even worse. Thankfully, my jock kept my predicament from being too obvious.

Eventually, I came up to bat. Hit a line drive just outside the Police Pitcher’s reach. Was heading for third, and who was blocking the plate? Big old Bento!

He was standing in a wide legged stance, yelling for the ball. What did I do? Went into a butt slide right between his legs. The ball hit his glove. As the Ump yelled Safe, Bento took a step back. Caught his foot on my leg. Started windmilling and sat down. On? Come on! You know exactly where his butt landed!

Only this time my poor dick didn’t appreciate a couple hundred pounds of man landing on it!

The cat calls and whistles started up again. Only to peter out when Bento got up and I didn’t.

Instead I was curled in fetal position aware only of the throbbing of my poor abused balls!

Bento assessed the situation, and I was scooped up, cradled against a broad chest and carried over to the paramedics who had come with the Cop League.

Needless to say, my time in the game was up.

Another league catcher was pulled in to take my place.

Wish I could say the Gays turned it around and won. Or even came close to winning. Nope! Soundly trounced and sent home weeping in our rainbow slippers.

As for me? I sat out the rest of the game with an ice pack on my poor smushed junk. At least I felt well enough by the finish, to hobble out on the field to shake hands. Surprised me how concerned the Police team was about me. Bento especially. Of course, my condition was pretty much his fault.

Thank God I’d given a friend of mine a ride. He drove us to the bar for the after party. I think trying to drive might have finished off my poor nuts!

I’d polished off a couple of pain dulling shots and was halfway through my beer, when there was a commotion at the door.

In strolled Bento and most of the Police Team. They dispersed themselves among the Gay players, showing they took this community outreach to heart.

Bento? Parked himself on a stool next to me. Made small talk with me and my friends.

Every now and then, his big thigh brushed mine. Despite having been squashed, that contact started my dick filling. A couple of times he patted me on the back. Was it just me? Did his big paw linger a bit?

My friends wanted a picture. Bento slid his arm around my waist. Pulled me in tight to his side.

Where I got the courage I surely don’t know.

I slid my hand around behind Bento and rested it on his ample ass.

He started, but didn’t pull away. In fact he used his free hand to reach behind and press my hand firmly into his cheeks!

Turned and gave me a smirk. He leaned in and softly spoke in a low voice. “About that dinner and a movie? Maybe we should skip it this time.”

At first I thought he was teasing. But my hand was still on his butt! Bento made no move to get away. In fact he wiggled his ass just a bit.

He grabbed a trick card from the bar. Quickly wrote a phone number and slipped it to me.

“Call me when you’re done here. Maybe we could meet at your place later.” He whispered.

Then he was making his way out. Most of the cops trailed him. A couple of them stayed, fascinated by the Drag Queen Cheerleaders.

I was out the door very soon after Bento.

I reached my truck, dialed up the number I was given. Bento answered and made a plan to meet me at my place.

As I came out of my garage, I found Bento waiting by the side gate. He looked around puzzled as I unlocked the gate. He looked around. “Not really a crime ridden neighborhood. Why a locked gate? Nosy neighbors?”

I smirked “Nope! Kids who don’t care to bide by rules.”

He looked even more puzzled as I ushered him though the gate. That’s when he saw what made my house the most popular one in the neighborhood. My in ground pool.

I gestured towards the pool. “I don’t have a problem with the neighbor kids playing in my pool. I do have a rule though. They have to have an adult with them. It would kill me if a kid drowned because there was no adult supervision. But some kids just don’t listen, hence the lock. Not to mention the tendency of people to sue, even if an accident isn’t your fault!”

Bento nodded. Smiled. “Wow! Responsible homeowner. And smart.”

I shrugged. Reached out to grab his upper arms and pulled him close. “Smart enough to know Hot Police Softball Players don’t make dates to come to a guy’s house without something on their mind. Pool aside.”

Bento’s big chest vibrated against mine as he chuckled. His dark brown eyes looked into my dark brown eyes from the short distance between them.

” No they don’t. And Hot Gay Softball Players are smart enough to know why they came. Honestly, I can’t get the memory of you laying on me out of my mind.” He wiggled his thick brows.

I smiled . “Hmm.. Is that so? ” I slid my hands around him to grab his meaty ass. He didn’t pull away. “I seem to recall my crotch pretty firmly smushed onto your butt. Is that why you’re here? Need me to take care of it?”

In answer, he leaned in to kiss me. Hard! A mash our lips together, needy kiss.

Finally, needing to breathe, he pulled back.

I grabbed the hem of his baseball jersey and began to pull it up.

He grabbed my arms to stop them. His voice was slightly panicked.”Someone might see us!”

I gestured to the fifteen foot evergreens that separated my yard from my neighbors. “Believe me. Someone would really have to work to see anything in my backyard. And if they did? Let them report me. Then they could explain why they deliberately invaded my privacy. We have stalker laws after all.”

Any protest evaporated with my logic. Bento just raised muscular arms up enough for me to pull off his shirt.

Yumm! Bento’s broad chest was carpeted in dark hair. Big brownish nipples were pointed in excitement. Running my fingers through that hair, I could feel his heart speed up.

When I tweaked both nipples, I swear his knees buckled just a little. I slipped my arms around his waist, my fingers finding a sexy patch of hair over his waistband. Bent to his chest. I gave a nipple a slow lick. Bento gasped and I could feel his body quiver. He’d dropped his arms to the side, big hands curled into fists. His head was back, eyes closed, exposing the thick column of his neck.

Bento’s chest was heaving under my tongue. Each nipple got thoroughly wet. Little nips had Bento gasping and squirming.

I slipped a couple of fingers under his waistband. Stroked where his spine disappeared into his crack. Bento pushed back, welcoming my exploration.

Bento was content to give me the power in this encounter. He gave no demands. He didn’t pull or push away. Happy to let me be in charge. My kind of man.

I wanted to see all of this big man. I reached around front to open his pants. Pulled them to his knees, freeing his cock. Bento’s dick was like his body! Brawny! Thick! With an extra plump head. About six inches of hard man meat.

His balls were fat and round, not hangers. Kind of like a tennis ball, fuzzy with dark hair.

Because I had to kneel to pull down his pants, I decided to rid him of his shoes, then the pants. Bento raised each leg, big hand on my shoulder to brace himself. His thick hairy thigh whispered across my face.

Already in position, I grabbed his hips to steady him, then slid his dick head in my mouth.

It really stretched my jaw!

Oh! But the feel of soft veined skin against my tongue? The slightly salty taste? I wanted more. I slipped as much as I could inside my mouth.

I looked at Bento’s face. I swear I could feel the heat from his eyes as he watched his dick inside my mouth.

I began to bob my head on his cock. Getting him wet! Getting it a little farther down my throat with each bob.

I moved my hands from his hips, slid them behind to grasp firm hairy cheeks. Pulled them apart, exposing him to the air. When an exploring finger slipped into his moist cleft, Bento moaned. When it began to explore his pulsing pucker, he pushed back to give me access.

Oh yeah! I’d read the man right! Big burly Bento was a bottom!

I pulled off his cock. Looked up from my knees. Told him I needed to get something from the house.

When I got back Bento was lying, eyes closed, on a lounger, idly stroking his cock with one hand, the other busy under his balls. I took a moment or two to appreciate his body, displayed in the sun.

What a hunk!

While I watched him, I stripped out of my uniform. Bento opened his eyes to the sight of me standing naked at the foot of the lounger. Smiled in appreciation.

Then he saw my stiff uncut cock. His eyes got very wide!

This point is often the difference between having sex and blue balls.

It’s amazing to me how many guys are turned off by a foreskin!

Then there’s my dick! No, I don’t have a ten or eleven inch dick. Only seven inches. The problem? Girth! Stick your fingers and thumb together. Look at where the middle knuckles are. That’ll give an idea how wide my dick is. Unless you are used to taking a fist or big toy, in your hole, that girth is intimidating. Many a guy has changed their mind at the sight of it. Few guys expect to see a fat club on my lean body.

I swear Bento’s eyes lit up!

In fact his next move surprised me!

He grabbed his legs and lifted them up! Showing off the his hairy taint and the dark cleft that hid his hole.

A very clear invitation!

Bento was ready for plowing! No more foreplay! His hole craved a cock now thank you!

He hummed in appreciation as I slipped on the condom.

Then he slid off the lounger, only to slide his burly body crossways, belly down. He bunched a pillow under his hips, causing his ass to arch up.

There he was ass up in the sun! He reached back to spread those wonderfully full, hairy globes! Exposing his twitching pinkish brown pucker.

I knelt down between spread thighs. Squeezed a generous glob of lube on his hole. Massaged his little man slit.

Bento hissed, and wiggled his hips trying to get my finger inside.

I obliged! Just sank my finger to the hilt in one long push.

Bento turned into a pushy bottom at that point!

Demanded more fingers. Demanded I get him loose. Told me how much he wanted my big fat dick inside him. He moved his ass around, not waiting for me to find his gland. When my fingers did stroke across it, he bucked, stimulating his prostate himself.

Me? I was treated to the sight of three fingers buried to the knuckle, the crinkles of his ass lips ironed out and stretched. I’m very visual, and that sight had me drooling in my condom.

Bento grumbled when I pulled my fingers.

He still had his cheeks pulled apart in his hands. His hole well open from the three finger stretch.

Then I was pushing into him again.

With my cock!

He hissed at the burn from my cock stretched his hole even further open. The big brawny man even whimpered. I held as still as I could. Letting him get used to being stretched open. To the wide invader in his hole.

A fine sheen of sweat appeared on his back. His big chest heaved from long deep breaths. I could feel his body quiver. His ass lips clenching the top of my cock. Bento must not have bottomed much. He was so fucking tight!

I gently stroked that broad back. Hoping to relax him. My dick was aching to move. To claim his sexy hairy ass.

Bento tentatively pushed back, inching a bit more of me inside. A pause. Another inch. Until finally I was buried as far as I could be. Bento let out a soft moan. He reached back to grab my thighs. Pulling me in tight. His body heat surrounded my cock. His anal ring clutched at me.

“Fuck me.” He said so softly, I almost didn’t hear. Again softly. ” Please fuck me.”

I withdrew bit, slipped back in. Bento bit his arm to stifle his moan. I edged a bit farther out, then back in. A bit farther. In a bit faster. Muffled deep moans slipped out as Bento encouraged me by pulling on my thighs.

I grabbed his hips and began slow long dicking him. A string of soft obscenities came from Bento under me. He was sweating now, and his bouncing hairy ass, made lewd squelching sounds, as my skin met his.

Bento was still muffling himself with his arm. Enough moans and words slipped out to encourage me on. I began drilling him harder. Yeah, that was what he wanted. To be taken hard.

The squelching sounds were replaced by slaps as I pounded him. His big round ass bounced each time I bottomed out. Soft muffled curses and groans egged me to pound harder. Made me wish we were inside. I bet Bento was a screamer. Hearing a man being loudly verbal while being fucked is so hot.

Still his muffled sounds and words let me know how good his ass pounding felt. He slipped one hand under to jerk on his cock. Muffled demands to make him cum slipped from his lips. Along with demands to drill him harder. I enthusiastically complied.

The fucking had turned rough. What Bento begged for. Then his gut and ass ring were clenching my pecker tight as he came. Waves of shudders surged through his body. I went still, but Bento ordered me to keep pounding his hole. Ordered me to fuck every last drop of cum from his balls. To fuck him until I came inside his ass.

I did.

I kept pounding into his hole, feeling my own orgasm working it’s way through my body. Encouraged by his demands to fuck him hard.

Then just before I unloaded my balls, I felt Bento shudder under me. An arm muffled cry, of I’m cumming, from Bento, pushed my cum out of my dick. I pulled his big ass tight to my body as the waves of my orgasm let loose.

Eventually, I let go of Bento’s hips. I’d grabbed him so hard in my orgasm, that I left hand prints on his,skin. Bento reached back to pull me down on his broad back. My cock pulled free from his hole with a squelch. It slipped up to rest between Bento’s hairy cheeks.

Under me Bento softly groaned. ” I came twice. You fucked me so hard, I came twice.”

I chuckled. ” Wanna try for a third?”

Bento twisted under me enough to stare at my face. ” You’re serious?”

I just smiled.

It was all I could do just to keep it together. Eyes closed and hands shaking I took a deep ragged breath, sure the end of the world or worse was coming. Me, Gary Hanson, twenty year old college baseball star pitcher, homecoming king and all round good guy was a complete and total wreck. I was sure in the next few hours my life would be at the very least completely destroyed, if I even lived through the coming ordeal.

I don’t even know what came over me to make my way out to the little down market convenience store on the edge of town that late September night. I had been feeling more and more restless, unsettled so I decided to headed out that way. I also knew it was the only place in town that I could possibly get what I needed without any chance of everyone finding out. I spent probably close to half an hour looking over snacks and sundries under the weird glowing blue of the fluorescent lighting. All the the while sneaking glances towards the rack along the back wall where my goal sat. Yet in the end I was too nervous to make the purchase.

Finally, it looked like the ancient guy behind the counter wasn’t paying attention so I made my move. I quickly grabbed the magazine I was after and slid it under my jacket. Only to have him catch me as I tried to leave. With few words he simply pointed at the sign on the wall behind the register, shoplifters will be prosecuted. Being the well trained good young man that I was I never even thought of making a run for it. Since he appeared close to eighty, it’s not like he could have caught me but still I stayed as he called the sheriff.

So a few minutes later with the police on the way, I was sitting on an uncomfortable chair in the messy back room waiting. Every possible nightmare scenario was running through my mind like wildfire. I would lose my college scholarship, lose all my friends, get kicked out of school and my father… hell, the old bastard would kill me. He was an angry fuck in the best of moods. I would be nothing but a blood stain on the carpet by the time he got through with me. Hell, not even Sherlock Holmes would be able to solve the case and find my body.

Getting caught shoplifting was one thing, probably overlooked or easily fixed with a lecture and a small fine. Since I was only twenty everyone might have even been a bit understanding of my lifting a beer or bottle of Jack. Pretty much every single one of the baseball players from the college had their minor transgressions overlooked. Things like a speeding, streaking or little underage drinking were swept under the rug. Or written off as youthful exuberance. Except for me. I was the golden boy who never broke a rule or had a breath of scandal touch him. This though, this was different.

How do you explain getting caught trying to lift gay porn? I should have considered trying to play it off as I grabbed the wrong magazine or as a joke but I froze. My reaction was all but an admission of guilt to not only trying to steal but of being gay. Which to my father was probably far worse than murder. He was banking on my career in sports to pay for his retirement and massage his own ego. I offered to pay for the magazine and more, a lot more on installments but the old guy who ran the store said that wouldn’t be right.

So I waited nervously for my father to show up and disown me on the spot. Except it wasn’t him that walked in and said it was time to go. It was Deputy Anderson. Stern, cold, distant Deputy Anderson. The man who never smiled or said more than three words at a time. The stunningly gorgeous walking wet dream who also happened to fuel half of my jack-off fantasies.

The man was six feet of muscle in a uniform, with military short hair and a neatly cropped beard. Though I had to secretly admit being handcuffed by him could have been fun under the right circumstances, these were anything but. He and I were acquainted with each other since he coached sports part time at school but I always kept my distance due to two things, one was my inability to form complete sentences around him. The other was my tendency to get a hard whenever I was within ten feet of him.

The first time I saw him at school, I was so in awe of him I could barely speak. He was in a tank top that showed off those wide shoulders, ripped arms and a pair of tight workout pants. Seeing him move in that outfit made my dick leap to attention more than once so I did everything in my power to stay far away from him.

“Come on Gary. It’s time to go.” Anderson said in his deep baritone before turning around and walking back out front.

Rising from the chair, I shuffled out front where I saw him and the old guy whispering quietly before the old guy said “Thanks Clark” before saying good night to me. The air outside was chilly and still. The only sounds the occasional car on the highway and the buzz from the neon light from the store sign. Relieved there was no one to witness my humiliation, I waited quietly for instructions with my hands in my pockets.

“Okay, hands on the car and spread your legs for the pat down.” Was all he said. A tiny shiver went through me at the thought of his hands on me, feeling me. And just like that my dick woke up. Leaning against the squad car as instructed I closed my eyes and waited. I could feel his heat in the cool night air as his hands gently moved from my shoulders down my back. At the first touch of his hands my cock had woken up. Then as they lingered for just a moment on my ass, I clenched my teeth and prayed to heaven above for my cock not to get even harder. Then his hands came around to move down my front and he brushed once, then twice against my hardening cock. Just that mere touch sent my heart into overdrive. After moving down each leg to finish the pat down, he proceeded to handcuff me and put me into the back of his squad car.

“Sir, do you know what’s going to happen to me? I asked as respectfully as I could. My mind was going a thousand miles a minute switching between fear and an odd sense of excitement. Sitting handcuffed in the back of his police cruiser I could smell his aftershave, something spicy, male and a bit musky. After a minute of silence I tried again but Deputy Anderson completely ignored me. I thought about asking again but didn’t want to annoy him.

After a short ride to the tiny police station on the outskirts of the city, I was taken into the small police station. I guessed that since it was so late, it was just Deputy Anderson on duty. Which was a mixed blessing since while no one else would be there to see my life crash before their very eyes, being alone with him would play havoc on my mind and dick. I was already more than a little aroused just from being so close to him on the ride to the station.

He led me back to a small room with only a desk, chair and a wall with two circles painted on it about six feet off the ground and a couple on the floor about three feet apart. I started to dread what was coming. Oh fuck, no please no.. not this. Anything but this. Locking the door behind him, he stood arms akimbo with his dark gaze locked on me.

“Strip and put your hands in the circles. Body cavity check.” Deputy Anderson said, his face completely expressionless.

Jesus fuck, naked with his hands on me and in me. Fuck fuck fuck this was not going to end well, I had no fucking words for what kind of torture this would be. My dick was already starting to like this idea a little too much.

“NOW GARY!” he said softly with more than a hint of steel.

As fast I could, I stripped off my clothes and folded them neatly on the chair. I either kept my eyes closed as much as I could or looked anywhere but at him. The pattern on the ancient linoleum was suddenly fascinating. Despite all my attempts at looking anyone but him and trying to do quadratic equations in my head my dick was more than half hard already.

Facing the wall, I stood with my feet spread and leaned forward a bit to place my hands into the circle. I closed my eyes, teeth clenching at the thought of my ass exposed to his gaze. My ass clenched just a bit as well, though I wasn’t sure if it was from nerves or anticipation. Behind me, I could hear the soft sounds of him preparing and then the distinctive snap of a latex glove and the squish of vaseline. Something about those sounds was incredibly arousing, bringing my erection to full tilt.

I could feel his powerful presence right behind me even before Deputy Anderson’s gloved hand slowly stroked my ass crack. A shiver of pleasure ran through my body at the contact and my dick started twitched with happiness. Then his finger touched my hole and it was like electricity shot through my body making me jerk ever so slightly. My cock, now beyond completely hard, started to to bounce in anticipation of something, anything going in my ass.

While I was not a virgin, I had topped a few times but had never been fucked. Well, not by a person though I absently wondered if a cucumber counted. Honestly, it had long been a fantasy to have some macho top take control. It would have been a break from having to always be the strong jock type. Now, my darkest desire was playing out here with one of my fantasy men and… oh fuck, his finger was pushing its way into my hole. It took all my concentration not to push back against him. Or beg him to fuck me.

His finger stretched out my ass as it made it’s way deeper inside me. Then in and out in little fucking motions. Unconsciously, my ass started to suck and squeeze the finger that was penetrating me. Another random thought popped into my head, although I had never had a body cavity search before I was pretty sure this wasn’t the way it was supposed to happen. But I didn’t want it to stop. Ever.

I could hear the deputy’s heavy breathing as he pulled out for a second. Then a brief seconds of burn as a second finger joined the first stretching me out even farther. After those first few seconds of discomfort, there was on a dark sensuous pleasure. This time I couldn’t stop the soft moan that came out.

“Jesus, Gary.” he muttered softly “You feel so fucking good.”

Then he pushed both fingers in deeper inside me, causing me to shudder violently with rapturous joy. That was barely a blip on my radar though since his next thrust hit my prostate. Nothing in my life could have prepared me for the shock of indescribable joy that shot through my body. My cock, already harder than it had ever been in my life, was close to shooting.

This time I couldn’t help it, I started to push back against his fingers with a load moan. Fucking myself on his fingers as hard as I could with my ass clenching in hunger, I had never been so turned on in my life. Then his fingers pulled out as I heard him move closer behind me. I started to turn around but he stopped me with a growl.

“Eyes forward. Hands on the wall.” his voice low and needy right next to my ear. The rough fabric of his shirt rubbed against my back and I heard the distinct sound of a zipper being lowered. Then I felt the head of his cock at my ass.

Even after his fingers had loosened my up, they hardly prepared me for the size of his dick. A sharp pain spasmed through me as he breached my hole with his rock hard cock. I yelped in pain and my breath caught, then two seconds later he was balls deep in my ass. He stilled for a minute as I tried to catch my breath. One of his hands came around to tweak one of my nipples, momentarily taking my mind away from the fire in my ass.

Deputy Anderson rested his chin next to my ear, rubbing his short beard against me almost affectionately. “Gary, I have to move.” he said raggedly. Then he slowly started to pull his dick out until just the head was inside. With gentle thrusts he fucked me and just like fog vanishing in the morning light any lingering discomfort turned into pleasure.

With the warm glow in my ass now nothing but pleasure, I started to push back against him. I wanted more than this gentle thrusting, I wanted, needed to be fucked and fucked hard.

“Harder Sir. I need you to fuck me harder.” I groaned out. Trying to push back against him while keeping my hands on the walls was not easy.

Without a word, he started thrusting harder and deeper. My jaw was slack as he almost fucked me into the wall. His breath hot and heavy on my neck, he hammered away at my prostate. With each jab at my joy button, bolts of fiery pleasure shot through my body. It was heaven.

Even without touching myself, I was already close to shooting. Then he tweaked one of my nipples and I lost control. An orgasm like I could never even have imagined rocked my body. Rope after rope of creamy jizz shot out of my cock and hit the wall. My ass spasmed around his cock each time I shot, sending him over the edge to his own orgasm. With one final thrust, Deputy Anderson gave one brutal thrust against me and with a feral groan filled my ass with his own cum.

He continued to hump his load into me, there was so much cum I could feel it run down my legs. Finally, he pulled out. It was a strange empty sensation with only a few streams of his cum still leaking out of my ass. I silently stayed in position though with my hands on the wall while he moved around behind me.

“Lets get cleaned up.” He said. I nervously turned around. Deputy Anderson stood there looking hot and disheveled with shirt a mess and his sticky cock still hanging out of partially buttoned pants. Indicating I should follow, I softly padded along after him. Around the corner and down the short hallway was a tiny locker room with a shower at the end.

Standing in the locker room, I waited, unsure. After he turned on the shower, he started to undress and I watched him with hungry eyes. With nothing more than a raised questioning eyebrow he let me know I what I should be doing. I quickly moved over to help him undress, stroking his chest as his shirt came off. While I was in great shape it was nothing compared to him. I was in awe of his solid musculature and the wisps of hair around his nipples. Once his shirt was off and his glorious chest in full view, I leaned in to taste him.

Though the musky scent of his skin was wonderful, the salty tang of his skin rolled over my taste buds making me suck and lick his nipple. I could have spent a day doing nothing but exploring him with my tongue but I needed to finish undressing him first. Kneeling before him to help him remove his shoes and socks before sliding his trousers and underwear down. My cock started to harden since I was eye level with his less than soft dick.

Stepping out of pile of clothes and into the shower, he pulled me in after him. Under the warm spray, I took the shower gel and started to wash him. Being able to run my hands over him was dream come true. As he leaned back against the tile wall, my hands slowly made their way down to his cock and balls. Ever so gently I washed and cleaned him, and his dick started to grow harder under my attention.

After letting the spray rinse most of the suds off his cock, I went down on my knees to lightly lick and suck at the head of his cock. My hands went around to grab his ass as I sucked his entire length down before he was fully erect. I could feel his hardness grow in my throat as his hands came around to grasp my head. Looking up into his eyes, I could see the heat and hunger there so I did my best to keep deep throating him.

With a thrust and his hands holding my head firm, Deputy Anderson started to fuck my face. Even gagging, choking and gasping for breath every couple of thrusts I still loved it. The feeling of his cock in my throat and knowing he was using me for his pleasure excited me. My cock was now fully hard again. After a couple of minutes with his cock growing even larger, he pulled out before hauling me up.

Spinning me around, he pushed me against the tile wall. I felt his hands, slick with shower gel, run over my shoulders and back before reaching my ass. His fingers gently massaged and fucked my hole, paying special attention to my prostate. Within a minute or two, my ass was clamping down on his fingers with desire.

“You gonna let me fuck you again? Turn you into my cum bucket?” He hissed.

“Yes Sir. Please fuck me Sir.” I answered trying to push back against him for me.

Deputy Anderson’s arms came around me, holding me tightly as his dick slowly made it’s way inside my hungry ass. Unlike the frenzied animal fuck a few minutes ago, this was softer, more intimate. Slow thrusts in and out, over and over as he gently made love to me. His arms around me firm and his hands stroked my chest then moved to tease my cock.

A couple minutes or an hour later, his thrusts became more urgent.

“I’ve wanted you since I first saw you a few years ago while coaching and now you’re mine.” his voice rough in my ear. “Your ass belongs to me.”

“I’m yours, please make me yours.” I answered.

“Cum for me Gary” his voice urgent and his hand jacking me off.

His hand wrapped around my cock and his dick buried deep within me I came again. With the spasming in my ass, Deputy Anderson let out rough groan as he filled me again, with spurt after spurt of his essence.

I could have stayed in his arms like that longer but the water was starting to run cold. We quickly finished rinsing off before finishing drying and getting dressed in silence. I was suddenly nervous, unsure. Was I still under arrest? Would he still be interested in seeing me after tonight? I would have done almost anything to keep seeing him.

There was so much I wanted to ask him about well, everything but didn’t know how to start. I did know I had to say something though since my old man would still be more than willing to hide my body if he ever found out what I had done.

“Deputy Anderson, um, Sir.” I stammered. “Am I still under arrest? I’m really sorry about trying to steal the magazine but didn’t want my father to…” Realizing I was babbling I blushed and stared back that fascinating pattern in the linoleum flooring.

He stepped into my space and lifted my chin to look directly into those dark eyes of his. God, even up close this man was beautiful, his blue eyes so dark they were almost black.

“Gary, you are not under arrest. It’s all good. Dave at the liquor store understands since I once tried to do the same thing.” he said with the faintest smile. With that admission he leaned in for a kiss.

Our mouths met and the spark of electricity was tangible. His tongue entered my mouth, dueling with my own in an erotic dance. Our arms went around each other to hold each other was we kissed both gentle and feverishly. After a minute we broke the kiss but our embrace remained.

“We can’t make out all night so let’s get you back to your car.” Deputy Anderson

“Do you think maybe we can see each other again Deputy Anderson?” I asked almost shyly.

“It’s Clark and yes, but we should probably save future strip searches for my house.” Clark said with a smile in his voice as he led the way to the exit.

“I can’t wait.” I answered, looking forward to another round of strip search or any other game he could come up with.

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The seduction

I was a slim weedy 18 when it happened. Like all teen my age I was into rock music and made the long trek across the city to watch my favorite band play the local university hall. Only they were late coming onstage as is their prerogative and consequently I had to decide, leave early or stay to the end and miss the last bus.

The band were worth it the set was awesome and I’d had a great time. A few too many beers had the usual effect of making me more sleepy than anything so I welcomed the cold air as I walked the half mile or so to a taxi rank, but it seemed everyone had the same idea as the queue was huge.

Then a stroke of luck, I saw a private hire car drop off a student at the Uni halls of residence so I ran up to the car and asked if he was for hire. Now these cars are not meant to pick up off the street and are only allowed to take pre-bookings but that wasn’t my problem. I pleaded a bit and guy agreed, saying he was clocking off now so this would be cash in his pocket, an unofficial fare. I agreed and jumped in the front passenger seat, I don’t travel well in the back as I suffer from car sickness.

As we drove past the long taxi queue I was feeling a little smug and settled down in the comfy seat. I probably closed my eyes – just to rest them – and wasn’t paying too much to the conversation the driver was trying to have with me. Something about girlfriends blah blah I just grunted a few casual yes grunts and no grunts to keep him happy.

Maybe I dropped off, not entirely sure but I awoke to feel a hand on my leg and opened my eyes to see the driver with his hand on my crotch. FUCK where did that come from! How dare he? What does he think I am? My mind was racing for the first second or two of the assault but then he brushed the sensitive tip of my limp cock and my body reacted. I gave out an involuntary purr – shit I just gave him my approval, what am I thinking. But the more he touched me, the more I liked it. I couldn’t help it.

So I came up with a theory inside my head. It won’t hurt to let him do that for a bit longer, it feels kinda good. I will stop him in a minute. And so it went on, as he drove through the night, i sat back, eyes closed, letting a total stranger stroke my crotch. God it felt good, I might cum in my underwear, but that wud be ok. Mmmmm keep touching me there, he knows where the spot is. Oh god I hope he makes me cum before we arrive at my house. This is so wrong but man it feels good.

I felt the car draw to a halt. We’re home – damn. I was hoping it would last longer. But as I opened my eyes I discover we were not outside my parents house at all, but in a dark deserted car park. Odd….. and then it dawned on me, this guy wants more.

His hand was no longer on my crotch, he was getting out of the car. “In the back” he told me. As he walked around the car he opened my passenger door and then opened the back door of his car. My heart was racing by now and a certain degree of panic set in. “No, wait, I mean that was nice and all that but I’m not …”

“Yes u are” he interrupted me. “Now get in the back?”. Firm not threatening. I complied.

He was quite a big fella, in his early 50’s I would guess, he has a wedding ring on – that’s odd, large frame though not particularly fat but certainly a large man and very hair arms. I certainly don’t want dragging anywhere by him, I would lose!

Shit what the hell do I do now? I got out of the car to explain to him that I’m not really gay and I only let him touch me because I was a bit tired and drunk. And anyway he’s married. I should never have let it go so far, so could he take me home now.

He just smiled at me as we stood by the open rear door and then he grabbed my crotch again, only this time he really grabbed me, holding me tightly by the balls and pinning me against the frame of the car.

“I suspect u are gonna like this” he said. “Are we doing this?”.

Not threatening, but certainly insistent. He had already undone my belt and was unpopping the buttons on my jeans whilst still holding me tightly between my legs.

Now I am really starting to panic. I’ve never been with a guy before. I mean I’ve always fancied it, as a fantasy, but not an old guy like this and not a married man. He was quite a big guy, not particularly attractive, Pakistani origin I am guessing, quite a belly. No way that’s just weird. Common sense in my head telling me no – but my mouth said “OK”. What the hell will he do to me, do I fight him, do I run or do I try and reason? He’s not violent and he is asking me as such so maybe I can explain again…. but I didn’t. I complied.

All this went through my head in less than a second or two, but already my driver had my trousers and underwear down to my ankles. His big hairy hands on my teenage manhood which had thankfully gone limp in the panic. Surely that would put him off? He pushed me back and I fell into the back seat of the car, my legs tangled in my clothing.

“OK maybe just wank me?” I said “Or I’ll suck u if u like?” I was now in bargaining mode with him.

He seemed to approve of that and in a flash he had his cock out and wrapped a hand behind my head and pulled me onto it. I was half in half out of the car still with my jeans and underwear down around my ankles. Only now I had a paki cock in my mouth trying to push straight into my throat.

I was choking and gurgling with the intrusion in my mouth. My jaw was already aching at the girth. I tried pushing back against him but with his free hand he brushed my arms away and the hand behind my head just kept pulling.

Eventually I got into a rhythm and let him rub the circumcised cock head against the roof of my mouth. That helped me control my gag reflex and the choking sensation eventually subsided and I stopped trying to push away. Then as soon as it started, he pushed me away.

He leaned in the car and pulled my shirt up under my armpits, exposing my chest and leaving me almost naked on the back seat of his car. His hands were all over me, feeling my armpits and chest, then roughly between my legs and rubbing my cock and balls. I was soon hard again, damn how did that happen? That thing has a life of it’s own. I could see his face highlighted by the random street light in this car park. He was still smiling but breathing heavily as he felt me all over.

Just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse, he reached down and grabbed my clothing wrapped around my ankles. Was he pulling my pants up? No what the hell? He held my clothing around my ankles and lifted them up and pushed it towards me, forcing my knees up to my chest. My worst fears realised my fear was now a reality and I was now helpless, folded in two, and my arse was somewhat exposed. He climbed into the car with me and pulled the door shut behind him. I was all trussed up and couldn’t move, now I am really scared.

So I said …. nothing.

He proceeded to stroke my exposed cock and balls remarkably gently considering the size of him. I was hard and it did feel good but where is it going to end I thought? His hand moved down behind my balls and by then I knew why he had me in the position. His fingers rubbed up and down between my bum cheeks touching my most private area, my arsehole. I have never been touched here by anyone before and barely touched it myself yet now a complete stranger is helping himself. I hated myself for enjoying it and I tried not to show it or react, but my erection gave the game away and I kept involuntarily purring like a fucking cat. He put his face down between my legs and took my boy cock into his mouth. Fuck it felt good, I nearly came instantly.

He reached into the centre console of the car and picked out a jar of something. It was a bit grubby and clearly well used. I realised then it was Vaseline – petroleum based jelly / lube type stuff. It was then I realised what he wanted. “Oh no I’m not sure I want that” and started to struggle a bit but it was too late and I couldn’t move. He buried a lubricated index finger right up inside me, shocking but something I’d dreamt about for ages. But not this way. Not by a married man. But despite the shock of the intrusion I had to admit to myself it felt quite good. The struggle was fruitless anyway, so I assume that was the point I decided to submit. I lay back, stopped protesting, and accepted my fate. After all how bad can it be?

He sensed my relaxing. “So you gonna enjoy it now?” he asked. Always polite despite the situation.

“Feels good” I heard myself say.

Why the fuck did I say that? That just made him finger fuck me faster. OMG hate to admit it but this is so horny I thought to myself.

He was shuffling about in the tight space I couldn’t see properly as my legs were still trussed up to my chest but he was clearly struggling to undo his own clothing. Eventually he managed and he pulled my hand onto his crotch. It was dark I couldn’t see anything there but jeez it felt massive compared to my own boy cock. I felt his circumcised head, thick shaft getting thicker as I felt down towards his big hairy balls. I was only going by touch at this point even tho it had already been in my mouth, but my lasting memory is he was so so hairy, his whole crotch felt like a giant fur ball. I rubbed and felt him as I was shown but we were both struggling in the confined space.

I could hear him wrestling with his belt one handed as he held me with his other hand by my clothing, legs up around my ears, my lilly white bum on display in the cold air.  Then I felt it for the first time, a damp stiff member rubbing up behind my balls. “Oh god he’s got it between my legs, I know where this is going.” but I did want it he was right, and I chose at that this point that it would be my first time. I would give myself to him.

 So there I was, just 18, a curious virgin about to take an adults manhood for the first time. I felt so exposed, vulnerable, nervous ; shit scared would probably sum it up. But I didn’t argue, I didn’t say no, I wanted this Ive always wanted this and now is the time. How bad can it be?

It was bloody uncomfortable in the back of this taxi. My head was up against the door and he was trying to get ontop by pushing the jeans and underwear around my ankles right up to my ears, effectively folding me in half. But in some crazy way I got a kick out of it, knowing I had something he wanted. He was getting more frantic the more frustrated he got.

His big rough hands felt my boy cock skin on skin for the first time that evening. He pulled my foreskin right back with his fingers and then all his touches were intensified by 1000%. I’ve always generated a lot of precum and tonight my teen cock was leaking for England. 

“I knew you wanted it you little poof” he snarled as his hands roughly grappled my balls and then – surprise surpise straight down to my untouched anus. Jeez I’d never even fingered myself and yet I was giving this stranger free access. He was Pakistani and wearing a wedding ring so guessing he was a str8 family man maybe with kids of his own. But I knew he wanted me that night. Jeez just writing that brings back the butterflies.

It was pretty dark in the carpark but I heard him using the vaseline jar again and then youch a second fat finger was pressed right deep up inside my bum. OMG it didn’t so much hurt but was an incredible shock. I reacted with a squeal and I jumped a mile, but there was no escape and nowhere to go. He expected my reaction and held me down as his fingers violated my tight untouched sphincter. He was inside me, wriggling his finger about and pulling it out and shoving it all back in again. My head was spinning the sensations were amazing, shocking, occasionally it hurt but usually not for long and I found myself making involuntary encouraging noises telling him I liked it. 

“I knew you were a faggot” he said as this time put what I assume was a third finger. This time is was 80% pain and again the wiggling of his fingers just put me in a spin. My neck was all kind of twisted in the car, my legs and back ached as he constantly kept me in the folded position.

“Careful, it hurts a bit. Slow down.” I stuttered asking him to just slow down, but he didn’t reply really just mumbled something about getting me ready. Ready for what I thought. But I knew really. I just had no concept how that was gonna feel.

I remember he was struggling to get comfortable with us both in the back seat of this car and he ended up opening the door on his side and stumbled out. His own trousers undone. I presumed he had finished and/or given up as it was just too small a space for him to have sex with me. Or so I thought.

I started to untangle myself and try to sit up but he grabbed me by the hips and pulled me towards him. My legs now out of the car still my my clothes tangled around my ankles.

“Where are you going?” he snapped “I’ve not even started”.

And with that my ankles were back up around my ears. This time he was standing outside the car. with the door open and my bum on the edge of the seat in the cold air. I could feel him fumbling with his own clothing and then …. there it was. Despite the freezing cold air on my bum, I felt something wet and warm between my legs, it was unmistakeable. He had his cock rubbing against my hole, it was going to happen now. I was going to lose my virginity. My heart was racing.

Nothing quite prepared me for what came next. He applied more lube something different like baby oil,  it was it seemed quite runny and later I discovered greasy like stains on my clothing. But I could feel it running down between my legs as he manoeuvred himself between my cheeks and rather hurriedly penetrated my virgin hole. Holy fuck it hurt. I have no idea how much he shoved in buy it felt like his whole body had pushed past my sphincter. Maybe this is what it feels to give birth!

I really shouted out, a yelp more than a scream but his hand was instantly over my mouth to muffle the cry. But it didn’t stop the penetration. I remember he stood still for a few moments until I stopped struggling and then pushed again, and again and again. It seemed to go on for ever and yet I wanted to satisfy him, I wanted to grin and bear it. Lie back and think of England they say!

I seem to remember I was sobbing for most of the time he screwed me. I’ve no idea how big he was I never actually saw it but he totally opened me up. It lasted for ages, his hips thrusting at me quite aggressively. My teen hole by this time fully in submission. He was muttering obscenities at me as he took my virginity. I couldn’t determine much of what he was saying and it may have been in another language I wasn’t sure. But I kept hearing “faggot” and it cut me to the quick. The kids at school would spray that term around in the playground at each other with no real understanding of what it was. And yet here I was, on my back, being an absolute and complete faggot for this man. A total stranger.

I wanted it to end, but I wanted it to end properly. I still wanted to satisfy him and bizarrely I really wanted him to cum. I was in a huge amount of discomfort both from the position I was laying in and obviously the violation in my bum, and yet I still wanted to satisfy this beast.

His thrusting became more urgent and his muttering more aggressive. Jeez my back hurt being held in this position for so long but I felt it changing inside my bum and he grunted four times, each time synchronised with a single hard thrust of the hips. He’d cum and I’d achieved my goal of satisfying him I think. It was over and I had survived. I still had the tears in my eyes, but the blubbing had stopped. I began to pull myself together as he stood back and pulled up his trousers. 

He stood back and zipped up, pushed me further into the back seat still with my pants around my ankles and slammed the door and walked around to the drivers door. I was still rolling around and trying to get dressed in the back of the car when he started the engine and started to drive me home.

Still constrained by the lack of room in the back and my clothing all tangled around my ankles I finally got my trousers up and my belt fastened as he drew up at my mums house.  But I felt a mess. My underwear was soaked in something, and I felt totally, totally used.

“That will be £7.50 please mate” he said and stared me in the eye.

FFS can he be serious? I didn’t argue. I wanted to get out, get away to the safety of my home.

I paid the brute (bloody cheek though) and let him go. I just wanted him gone. 

I thought I’d felt something running down my leg in the taxi but now I was stood up and walking down the driveway to home I could feel a steady stream of something running out of me. I was panicking, what if it’s blood? What if he did me damage, how would I tell my mum? All sorts of things ran through my mind as I did the walk of shame towards the door. As I reached the light of the porchway I slipped my hand down the back of my pants to check what was running out of me – thankfully it was clear white liquid, just his semen. But bloody loads of it. I had been properly seeded and put in my place. 

As I walked into mums house all I could hear in my head was “faggot”. I felt like a faggot, and I felt like the whole family knew I was. He had made me his faggot.

Borderline dominant older / younger or was it almost rape? You decide. I don’t think it was as I was fully compliant initially and kind of knew what I was in for – even though I didn’t….

A few weeks later I was back for more…

A Peeper Among Us

A naked Peter dashed out of the door in a Buttsville minute but the mysterious person vanished.

Harry came out too. “Where did he go?”

“Wow, naked men everywhere.” A voice spoke.

Both Peter and Harry whipped their heads around to see Gaywyck standing ten feet away from them. “I forgot to lock the lobby door.”

Harry spat out, “Gaywyck were you …”

“No!” Peter answered quickly stating, “The peeper was much shorter.”

“You saw a Peeping Tom?” Gaywyck asked. Letting out a long breath. “Not again!””

“What do you mean? Not again.” Harry looked at Gaywyck whom he’d known for a long time. “I haven’t heard anything about a peeper.”

“A few guests have seen an undistinguishable peeper.” Gaywyck walked into their room. Dick laid on the bed naked. “Sweet body, dude. Here we go.” The motel manger took the top sheet off the second double bed and draped it over the window.

Quickly, Peter told the manager about the opened door and the boy being gay slammed.

“Thank you for putting up the sheet, Gaywyck.” Dick smiled.

“Nice ass dude.” He smiled back.

Harry and Gaywyck departed. Peter stood outside surveying the desert shadows for awhile before ordering a pizza and calling it a night.

A Mystery Emerges

In the morning Peter woke to his brother sucking and licking his morning wood as the sun rose. Dick was especially horny, secretly he loved the idea of a “peeping Tom” watching him, naked and having sex. Jacking and sucking, licking his brother’s balls. Peter took no time to pump a pint of spooge down his brother’s gullet.

Harry knocked on the door, “Good morning to the men I will probably be having sex with later today. Let’s grab a fast food breakfast at the Happy Crack, come back here and figure out our day.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

Yawning Dick said, “I’m gonna lie in bed for a little longer, eggs and bacon for me.”

Peter pulled on his jeans and he and Harry departed. Dick counted to 60, leaped outta bed, grabbed his cell phone and called Gaywyck

Dick told the cute motel manager, he thinks there’s something wrong with the sink, like it might be leaking. “door’s open.” He threw himself on the bed ass up, spread his legs. A few minutes later the door opened, “Sweet.”

Dick turned to Gaywyck. “leaking yet?”

The tall manager ripped off his clothes, dropped his back thong and his big mutherfucking penis jumped out. The lad’s eyes grew big. “Let me get that man meat nice and wet, Mr. Motel manager.”

Crawling to the edge of the bed, Dick just opened his mouth and Gaywyck slowly fed his long dong schlong into a waiting. warm mouth. Dick gently massaged his big balls which smelled like lavender soap. “Look up at me. I love your eyes. You look even more beautiful today.”

Gaywyck moaned softly as he stuffed more and more of its length into the lad. After gagging, Dick pulled off the erected cock. Instead he licked his balls and began jacking the large instrument he hoped would be in his boy hole soon.

The jacking ramped up, Dick sucked on the cockhead tasting some pre-cum.

“Slow down. Don’t wanna cum yet.”

“I want you to fill up my happy hole up with your man cream.” Gaywyck responded by kissing him deeply while two fingers found their way to Dick’s quivering quim.

Gaywyck laid down on his back. “Mount me, little stud.” Dick grabbed the lube on the bed and greased his anus. Taking hold of the mammoth dick, he slowly sat on it. “Ah. Ah.”

“Is this the biggest cock you’ve taken?”

“Oh no, my Dad’s is like 9 inches.”

“Do what?”

“Ahhhhhhh. FUCK! Damn!” Dick slid down taking the remaining inches. “I never want to get off this cement dick.”

“Your Dad fucks you?”

“Hot isn’t?”

“Hell yeah, now ride my pretty cockus. Slowly up and down. Up and down. Fuck yerself on it. Good boy.”

“Oh, that feels so nice. My hole is stuffed with manly goodness.”

When Gaywyck picked the pace, Dick’s moans became more intense. The top man began breathing heavy, the pace moved from easing in to banging boy pussy pretty quick.

Dick squeezed his anus hard.

“Oh! Damn, boy what’s your hole doin’ to me! … you … are … making … me … Arrrrggggggg!! Hot Damn Slam! Oh my God, best cum explosion man, your hole is …!

Suddenly in a completely different voice, Gaywyck shouted, “What the fuck is that??” The college student instantly felt empty when Gaywyck pulled out his colossus of Redneck Hollow. The manager got out of bed pointing to a light fixture on the ceiling. There was a blue blinking light.

“Something’s not right.”

Standing on the bed, he unhooked the lights cover and made a scary discovery. “There’s a goddamn mini-cam up here.” He pulled the plug, light went out.

Pants on, no shirts, Gaywyck was pulling keys outta his pocket when they left the room. He leaped up the stairs to the second floor. Had the correct key to the room above the boys room ready. At the door he tried to put the key in the lock. It wouldn’t go in. He double checked it, still the right key. “This is one of the out-of-service rooms. The locks been changed.”

Two seconds after they returned to Dick’s room, Harry and Peter returned with food They explained the situation. Showed them the camera wiring and blue cable.

“Guys, this blue light went on after we started having sex.”

With a big toothy grin Harry teased, “Dick, you little slut.” The man opened a bag and began eating a sausage sandwich and handed Dick a breakfast bag.

“Someone knew we were undressing and turned the camera on. Peter show me what room you saw the boy getting fucked in.”

“Come on,it’s next door.” The four men went to the door. Once again the right key would not work, “And it should.”

“I guess I’m gonna have to call Bolt Tholt, the owner. “

“Hold that thought.” Peter went inside their room. A second later he returned with a chair. “Gaywyck, is there a glass company in town.”

“One in Buttsville. Good idea. Smash it.”

Peter gripped the chair and shattered the window. Dick climbed in and unlocked the door. As the men entered it was abundantly clear someone was living in this room. There were wires hooked into a TV and a computer. Other wires going up to the ceiling.

Gaywyck walked slowly around the room. Suitcase. Mens bikini underwear, t-shirts, shoes. Hair brush. After looking through all the things left behind, Gaywyck spoke. “We are looking for a male with a 30-inch waist, short 5’6”, blond hair in the brush, longish. 7 bottles of lube with 2 in the trash, 6 popper bottles, one in the trash. Too many rubbers, used ones in the trash and finally ashtrays with different brands of cigarettes tell me that this boy is a man whore.

“That’s how he got away so fast. He just entered the room which was probably unlocked already.”

Gaywyck nodded, “I must’ve arrived seconds after the peeper escaped.”

Harry shouted from the bathroom. “The fucker must’ve just left, bathroom window wide open.”

“I’m gonna call the the glass company and hire a locksmith. I want that room upstairs opened.” Gaywyck was serious.

Peter who’d been quiet starting removing paintings from the wall. After two came down the third revealed what Peter suspected. “Guys, there’s a peep hole in the wall to our room.”

“That’s how they knew to turn the camera on.” Gaywyck just shook his head. “How long has this been going on?”

Being a bit of a techno guy, Dick shook the mouse prompting the computerto come to life. He clicked on a random MP4 file named “Three”

A scene began.

“So you two finally came out. I always thought you were. At least I hoped you were.” Pause. “You know, Dick (author corrected mistake) you’re staring at my cock.”.

“Guys I think you should see this” Dick said very loudly.

Dick starts sucking Harry’s dick on the computer screen

“Holy Shit!” Peter whispered.

“You were recorded” Gaywyck slowly said.

 I consider myself a lucky man to have Barbara as my wife.  She was a 5’1”, 102-pound petite package of feminine perfection.  Being of Sicilian descent she had dark hair, sparkling brown eyes, a gorgeous smile and for me a perfect figure, slender 32A- 22-32.  Barbara’s little bottom was tight and shapely and I loved her breasts and erect nipples. She had the type of warm and playful personality have made men and women fall in love with her, me most of all.

Over the years we shared some very fun and kinky play but always remain true to one another. It started with Barbara’s enjoyment of dressing provocatively often wearing sheer outfits with nothing under it or short skirts with no panties which twirled delightfully when she danced which was one of her loves. She enjoyed the attention and shocked looks and I truly enjoyed and I got often that as well. I was into photography and enjoyed taking photos of her in her provocative outfits in public settings.
Early in our relationship one of her female friends gave her a paddle as a gag gift with the suggestion that she should use it when I got out of line. I told her that I had been on the receiving of a paddle numerous times. My statement, along with some pot, opened the door to me disclosing my early experiences. I held nothing back. Much to my delight, she said my accounts caused her to be sexually aroused. Curious, I asked her why.

Barbara confessed. She was at her best friend’s house. Kathy knew David, her 16-year-old brother, was in big trouble when we heard her father tell David to go to the basement. Kathy took her outside to a basement window in time to see David descending the stairs bare below the waist followed by his father, paddle in hand.

David stood, his hands on his head, while his father used the paddle. When the paddle landed David’s cock and balls bounced up and down causing an erection. Barbara had never seen a boy with a hard-on and became aware her panties were wet. Kathy had the same reaction. They also got a good look at David’s bright red butt and then went to the backyard treehouse and engaged in another first for Barbara, mutual masturbation. She admitted that memory always made her wet

It is important to understand the activities in this account took place over a span of years. It did not happen on a regular basis. Most of our married life was normal and mundane.

While we did not swing Barbara was no prude. She beat Bill Clinton to the punch, declaring that oral sex was not sex. Barbara’s favorite saying was a blowjob is like a handshake and during our partying, she shook a fair number of hands.

We partied and socialized in two worlds straight and gay/bisexual, more specifically the gay leather scene which is where most of the provocative and exciting play took place.
We had a gay friend who owned a BDSM shop. We would often go with him to leather bars and Barbara was totally accepted and in fact became a de facto mascot of the guys. It helped that she enjoyed dressing in leather which usually consisted of a harness on top, a G string, and bare bottom along with thigh-high leather boots and a leather police hat. She was absolutely adorable. In fact, she was photographed in this outfit on a Harley which was later published in Drummer magazine.

Halloween was approaching and Barbara bought me a pair of black leather chaps. We were invited to a gay Halloween party. She dressed in leather and I wore the chaps with nothing under them except a G string. A lot of the guys at the party were also wearing chaps, the majority of which did not bother with the G string.

Barbara took corrective action and with a snip of the scissors and I got an instant erection. The guys at the party heartily approved. It wasn’t very long before the guys reciprocated and relieved her of her G string as well.

At that time most everybody who partied did ecstasy because it was still legal. We did as well. One side effect of the drug is it causes people to get talkative. Barbara started telling everybody that I love getting spanked by men and how much that would turn her on to see me spanked.

 There was no shortage of volunteers and soon I had a very red butt and a hard dripping cock.
She also was turned on when one of the guys sucked my cock and she reciprocated by sucking a few herself. I asked one of the men how he felt about having a woman give him a blow job. He laughed and said, “Hey man, a mouth is gender-neutral.”

Eventually one of the men asked Barbara if she would like to see me take it up the butt. She said that would please her to no end. I was agreeable as well. Given that this was a time when HIV was rampant, I said no bareback and I was told that was the only way it would happen. I appreciated the emphasis on safety.

I was bent over a table and paddled again the guy proclaiming, “A red butt is a perfect foreplay.” I told him it had been a long time since I had a cock in my butt so he used his finger to loosen me up which eventually escalated to three fingers. Then he made his entry. It hurt at first but the pain quickly waned and I found myself enjoying it knowing Barbara was watching. She made no secret of how much it turned her on.

When he finished there were several more guys in line all with erections. Barbara wanted to watch me get fucked but was treated to a gang bang.

The host suggested it would only be fair since she watched me get fucked that I should watch her get fucked, paraphrasing the other guy, “A butt is gender-neutral.” Barbara respectively declined his offer. Not to be put off he declared, “Well then you should get your little bottom spanked.”
Barbara does not like being spanked but she was a good sport and went over his lap. I very much enjoyed watching her little bottom turn red and despite the squeals I know she enjoyed it. The reason I knew, was midway through the spanking he fingered her pussy which was soaking wet bringing her to orgasm.

The guys also made it clear that we were invited any time and there were many more times we got together sometimes at someone’s home and other times at leather bars. They liked me but loved Barbara, and knew what turned her on and wanted to accommodate her kink. They were more than happy to use me to accomplish this end. So, everyone benefitted. Barbara started taking photos of our gay play.

One of the side benefits of being friends with the guy that owned the BDSM shop was that we made friends with two black lesbian dominatrixes and included them in our bisexual play activities.

They would sexually play with Barbara and treated me to full-blown domination including bondage, candle and chemical play, cock and ball torture, strap-ons, and a wide variety of other creative acts. They introduced me to caning and figging. Often some of our gay male friends were present and would join in the play.

Once I was bound over a padded sawhorse. They used the handheld hair dryer on my butt, cock, and balls. They didn’t hold close enough to cause any serious burns but it did get unbearably hot and I go a first-degree burn on those parts which was equivalent to a bad sunburn. The effects lasted a couple of days. They also enjoyed inflicting post ejaculation torment.

On one occasion they came to our home and brought two of their friends. Being spanked and sexually dominated by four lesbians while your wife watches is pretty overwhelming and a bit scary. Barbara loved every minute.

The cruelest thing the two of them did was handcuff me naked and put me in the back of their car while they went to a grocery store. They fastened the seatbelt around me so I was totally helpless.

When they got to the store, they lowered the back windows and then went into the store. It was daylight and anybody who looked in the car could see me. All I could think about was what if a car pulled in next to me with kids. I’d be on my way to jail. I got so frightened and ejaculated.
When they returned, they thought it was hysterically funny and also told me for making a mess I earned a good old-fashioned over-the-knee hairbrush spanking which they delivered in Barbara’s presence.

Barbara and I and the two Dominatrixes started attending the annual Halloween Street Party in the gay district. The women were all dressed in leather and I had on a leather jacket but was bare below the waist except for sheer G string. They would paddle my bare butt and encourage other partygoers, men, and women to do the same.

We had particular fun at a lesbian bar. They surrounded me so no one could see and one of them played with my cock until I ejaculated in the G string. I spent the rest of the night very sticky. By the end of the seven-hour party, I had some significant bruises on my butt but had a great time. As usual, Barbara and I had great sex when we got home.

Our straight play was much more restrained but in no manner vanilla. One time at a club we met a dentist and his black girlfriend, who is pretty close to a Halle Berry look-alike. We went to his office and got naked. We did nitrous oxide. Barbara was in the dentist’s chair and had his cock in her mouth. His girlfriend had her head between Barbara’s legs using her tongue. I was behind the girlfriend fingering her. We all ended up having orgasms and I ejaculated on her bottom.

Barbara invited a friend to dinner. I went out to get some wine. When I returned Barbara was on the floor naked and Bruce was fully dressed and had his head between her legs using his tongue. He jumped up and started apologizing is very nervous. I said, “if Barbara’s going to be naked, I think you should also be naked. And go back to what you’re doing and when you’re finished you can do me.” Bruce was bisexual and had a very talented mouth.

We would often go clubbing with our two closest friends Alan and Sandy. We didn’t go to either our home or their home we both had hot tubs. We just had some naked fun with Barbara giving Alan a blowjob and Sandy giving me a blowjob. Then Alan and I would enjoy watching Barbara and Sandy engage in some very erotic girl play.

Sandy had told Barbara that she was frustrated because there were all kinds of things that she wanted to do to Allen’s butt but he always refused. Barbara benevolently offered up mine to satisfy Sandy’s perverted desires.

She came over to the house with the paddle and the vibrating dildo. I was pants off on my hands and knees between the two of them. Sandy gave me a hard spanking and then went to work with the dildo. She then gave me a very long and pleasurable prostate massage which caused me to milk out very slowly. I had never had one before and found it incredibly erotic. Barbara enjoyed watching her friend have a good time.

Alan’s business took him out of town frequently and Sandy visit us regularly. She was an amateur masseuse and we enjoyed her massages which were very erotic. It took some doing but she also eventually spanked Barbara. This was Barbara’s second spanking, the first being from the host of the gay party and she also had an orgasm with Sandy. Unfortunately, I could never convince Barbara to let me spank her on any regular basis.

As I mentioned Barbara was given a paddle but she reserved that strictly for disciplinary purposes. He wasn’t used often but when it was there was actually nothing sensual or erotic about it. It was pure punishment. There were two occasions that were particularly memorable.
I had completed our income tax return but forgot to mail it. He went in three days late and ended up costing us a $750 penalty. Barbara was incensed about my irresponsibility and my butt paid a very big price. I couldn’t sit down for two days.

The other occasion on which she paddled me was particularly humiliating. Kathy, her girlfriend from out-of-state was going to spend a couple of days at our home. I had never met Kathy but Barbara had told me about them watching her brother being paddled.

We were living out in the country on 10 acres and I was outback when Kathy arrived. I came into the house Barbara said, “Did you enjoy your cigarette?” My immediate response was that I did not smoke which was a total lie. She could smell smoke on my breath and I had cigarettes in my pocket. I had promised her I would not smoke.

Barbara said, “Do you remember our deal?’ She turned to Kathy, “I told him that he broke his promise I was going to paddle his bare butt until he couldn’t sit down.” Angrily she said to me, “On top of breaking your promise you lied to me. Now get your pants off.” She went to the cupboard and took out the paddle.

I resisted, “Look, I’m sorry and it was only one.” Again, she told me to get my pants off. I countered by saying, “You don’t want to have to make Kathy watch something like that, I’m sorry.”
Kathy said, “Oh, don’t worry that won’t bother me in the slightest, and I think you deserve it.” Barbara told me if I didn’t comply, I needed to leave and not return until I was willing to accept the punishment I deserved. I didn’t want to be paddled in front of Kathy who I just met for the first time two minutes before but I didn’t want to leave. So, I capitulated.

Barbara went into a long discourse saying the only reason she wanted me to stop was because of my health and that I had seriously damaged our trust. I was standing bare below the waist in front of a woman who I just met. I felt like a little boy being chastised by his mother. I felt totally ashamed and humiliated. I noticed that Kathy was smiling which made me feel even more embarrassed. I was worried I might get an erection that didn’t happen.

Barbara was good for her word. I was bent over the table and she went to work. It was agonizing. I thought it was never going and. I was pleading and ended up crying like a little boy. Kathy remarked, “That has to be the reddest but have ever seen.”

When Barbara finished, I stood up, grabbed my butt, and was literally dancing around trying to assuage the pain. That’s when I did get an erection and heard Kathy giggle. Barbara made me stand in the corner for thirty minutes while they had wine. After she let me leave the corner, I went to retrieve my pants and Barbara said, “No, they stay off. I pedaled you for breaking your word you got another one coming later tonight for lying.”

I ended up grilling steaks, eating dinner, and then cleaning up the kitchen all the time with my pants off. Dreading what was to come later. When I was paddled the second time it was even worse because my butt was already so tender and sore. Then like a little boy I was ordered to bed while they stayed up and reminisced about old times. I imagined they talked about Kathy’s brother’s paddling. I wondered if they mutually masturbated again. They didn’t say and I didn’t ask.

Sometimes play sessions were unexpected. I came home from work and Tonya, one of the black Dominatrixes was sitting on the couch with Barbara and there was this huge black guy with them. Tonya introduced him as Tyrone her “baby brother”. In my mind, I wondered if his nickname was Kong. This guy was a monster. She told me that he was a cop on vacation and wanted to have some fun. I feebly said I’m not sure I’m up for this right now.

Tonya reminded me the last time we were together I told her to come by anytime and I would obey whatever order she gave me. I guess I was in a submissive mood and turned on.
Tyrone said, “Get your clothes off. I’m a spank your little white ass and then fuck it.” Barbara told me she wanted me to obey. I thought better of it but when ahead stripped.

While I was doing this Tyrone also removed his clothing. I’m looking at an eleven-inch, beer can thick black cock sticking straight out. I was hard also but my cock was about the size of his index finger. The fact that I was hard told me I wanted what Tyrone was demanding.

He put me across his lap with that huge cock pressing against mine and started spanking. His hand was as big as my butt and heavily calloused. He might as well have been using a paddle. The pain was incredible and I was involuntarily whimpering.

When he finished, he pushed me to my knees and told me to suck his cock. I obeyed but it was hard to get my jaw open wide enough to take it in.I noticed that Barbara and Tonya had their skirts lifted up. Neither was wearing panties and they were fingering one another. My arousal level was increasing by the second.

Tyrone then literally lifted me off the ground and put me over the arm of the sofa, rubbed lubricant on my butt, and slowly pushed that monster cock up my butt. I had never felt so full. The head of his cock was pressed against my prostate and his balls were against my butt. I knew it couldn’t last too long. Despite his size, he was fucking me slowly and gently. When I ejaculated it was so intense, that I felt I might pass out. Tyrone just kept going and going. I just went limp over the arm of the sofa.

I heard the girls cry out as they came. Tyrone shouted, “Oh fuck!” His body stiffened and shuddered and his cock began to pulsate. When he pulled out, I missed the fullness that was present seconds before. Warm semen poured out of me and spilled onto my balls. I still couldn’t get up.

Tyrone dressed, Barbara and Tonya rearrange her clothing then Tyrone came over and patted me on the butt and did a decent Schwarzenegger impersonation, “I’ll be back.”

They left I was still over the arm of the sofa. Barbara came over to clean me up. She said, “Your bottom is really red. He was so big and you looked so cute over his lap. And I wish I had a photo of your face when he entered you. It looked like your eyes were going to pop out of your head.”

Over the years we played with different people from time to time but generally the same scenario. We did occasionally run Craigslist ads. Barbara would post no facial shot nude photos of us and say she was looking for a male or female to spank her husband while she watched.

We left it at that level knowing it could escalate once we were together Again, we had a lot of interest but also a lot of men responded who sought to be a recipient. We carefully screened those who wanted to play the dominant role and required a pre-session meeting. 

One turned out to be very unexpected. A sixty-five-year-old lady answered the ad and met us. She explained that she regularly spanked her husband who passed away and she wanted to spank a man again. She was very skilled and adopted a stern attitude. After spanking me she pulled a strap on out of her purse and asked if she could put it to use. Barbara told absolutely. After she finished, she said, I’m in love with this boy’s ass I want to take him home.” Barbara fell in love with the lady.

Barbara accommodated her wish and sent me to her house alone. Before spanking me, she gave me an enema and after the strap on she made me masturbate. The next time I went there her sixty-three-year-old widowed sister-in-law joined in. The ladies became a favorite. I found it quite erotic to be spanked and sexually dominated by two ladies over forty years my senior. Barbara loved watching them do their thing. They told Barbara, “Sweetie, you have no idea the things we did when we were younger,” They didn’t share that information.

We expanded our base of play partners and met some very interesting people.

A married couple responded and we ended up doing something a bit different. Barbara reluctantly consented to be spanked by the wife while I was spanked by her husband. They were fully clothed and we were naked. They positioned us face to face. We could see each other’s bottoms being spanked and our facial expressions as well.

After our spankings, we were bent side by side over the back of a sofa. The husband fucked me and his wife anally fucked Barbara with a dildo and fingered her pussy. We both had orgasms. Later Barbara admitted it turned her on but she did not want to repeat the experience.

Finding our ad, an older rancher that he enjoyed spanking men but wanted to use us to teach an object lesson to the Mexican guys who did seasonal work. He heard that some of them had made lewd sexual gestures toward his granddaughter when she visited. He didn’t know which ones did it. He contrived a story that Barbara was his niece and I had exposed myself and masturbated in front of her. It sounded good to us.

With an empty shotgun in hand, he marched me out to the barn bare below the waist. They didn’t speak English so he told them the story in Spanish. He had them hold me down over a hay bale and he took a leather strap to my butt. It was very convincing because that strap did a job on me.
In English and Spanish, he told me if I wanted to jack off so badly to do it now, pointing the empty shotgun at me for emphasis. It was exciting to masturbate under these contrived circumstances. There was laughter and talk I didn’t understand.

When we got back to his house, he thanked us and said that he believed the message came across loud and clear. He also said, “I really got off on whipping your ass.”
I asked him what they were saying. The rancher’s response was, “They wanted me to leave you there so they could take turns fucking you in the ass. Would you would have liked that?” I told him not under those circumstances.

He said “I told them no, I’d be handling that.” then asked, “Would you like me to fuck you in the ass?” He asked Barbara,” How would you feel about that?” She indicated she would love to watch him fuck me. And I told him I would like that very much. So, he did. It was a day well spent.

We continued our play until Barbara sustained a serious back injury in a motor vehicle accident. The combination of chronic pain and pain medications severely inhibited our activities. We tried scheduling some play sessions at our home but this didn’t work out well because she would have good days and bad days. She gave me permission to set up a session now and then under the condition that I would give her a detailed account of what went on so she could at least experience some vicarious excitement.

As I noted in the beginning these experiences are some of the more memorable ones but they spanned quite a few years.  I loved her openness and we had great times.  We still had great times until she passed away just different kinds of times.

I grew up in a quiet suburban area. One day, I was going to the tuition alone when someone suddenly in the empty street blocked my face, strangled me and threw me somewhere. It was just when I woke up that i realised that I was in a van with 2 men driving in a port. I suddenly looked at them and tried to yell but nothing came out…..they had tied me up and blocked my mouth. My muffling sounds alerted them and one of them suddenly jabbed a syringe into my neck.

Next thing I know, I was in a Cargo container with atleast 14 other naked boys. All my age, scared, and trying to make noises. It was coming clear to me that we were all kidnapped and were about to become victims of sex trafficking (I guessed). This was all so horrifying to me but somehow I got an involuntary erection by looking at all those naked boys.

I was in normal skinny shape….5″10, 155 pounds and had a 6 inch dick. I fell asleep and was awoken by noises of cranes and people yelling. We were all still in the container. We had lost track of time andates and it had probably been 2 days ( I guessed). After about 20 minutes, i huge bulky man with a gun opened the trailer and slapped a boy’s dick who was standing close to the container door.

We were all drugged again and next thing I knew, I was in a car in a hot desert-ish city with a well dressed man in a car. He was talking to someone on the phone in a completely different language. I saw the words “Ajman”. I suddenly figured out that i was in UAE. I knew that I was in trouble. The car stopped at a bunglow and I saw that i was only wearing boxers. The man saw that I was awake and got out of the car took me with him inside the bunglow. He threw me at a luxurious looking entrance, slapped me, tore off the boxers and tied me to the door and covered my mouth. He left.

It was hot and sitting there naked was a bit arousing for me. I had always questioned myself if I was gay but never thought much about it. After what was probably like an hour, the gigantic front door opened and a very hot, gorgeous, mixed race man (probably 6’3) came out with nothing but a towel on his body. This was more terrifying than arousal. I was relieved to see that he had a smile on his face but that didn’t last long when he put his soft, large, 11″ foot on my penis and pressed hard. I screamed in agony. He laughed and unleashed me and took me inside. My dick was still hurting. On stepping inside I saw the most luxurious hotel like house I had ever seen and the inside had a lower and cooler temperature. It began clear to me that i was traded for money and was now a sex slave.

The man suddenly turned to me and said in Arabic Accent, “You are mine now and I will use you in the most painful and dirty way possible. You are now my slave and will do whatever I say otherwise you’ll regret it.” He suddenly slapped me and threw me on the soft furry sofa which made me tear up in agony. He said “I will use you, I will use your pussy whatever way I want.” Suddenly a wave of horror flew through my mind and terrified me. What was going to happen?

He threw of his towel and there it was, a thick huge 9 inch erect veiny cut dick throbbing. I was horrified. I tried to crawl back on the sofa but suddenly he came towards me and slapped my face atleast 20 times when he dropped on me and kissed me. I resisted and suddenly he something shoved up inside my butt. It was extremely painful for my virgin tight hole. I opened my mouth to scream and he put all of his tongue inside my mouth and explored. He got up and dragged me on my back to the Marble staircase to a magnificent bedroom. I was surprised to see him getting dressed. He said, “If tou try to escape, I’ll tear your hole and fuck you up. Get ready. Tonight when I come, I’ll use your pussy in every way possible, you pussy” and he left. I tried all the different ways to escape from the house but it was secure from all corners and at last, I had nothing but to sit there naked. 

The moon was coming up and I was starving from my core and suddenly heard the door open up. I crawled into the bed pretended to be asleep in the hope that he might rethink and not use me but it didn’t work. He ran upstairs, tore of his suit and everything and stood there with his magnificent body. He was furious at something. He yelled and slapped me so hard. He kept yelling and pushed me up and dragged me by my hair to the restroom. He made me lean on the marble tabletop and spanked me until it ached. He yelled again (I guessed he was probably furious at something and wanted to use me for himself). He picked my head up and I saw inside his eyes…..they were red and mad…..his dick was atleast 10 inch long now and throbbing and he suddenly laid me down on the table and got up on me and crouched. He put his hard dick in my face and started pissing. Hot liquid kept coming from his long dick onto my face….he forced my mouth open and put his dick in…..he forced me to drink his piss.

After 2 minutes he stopped and let me take a shower….i secretly kept on wondering what was next. I went to the bedroom naked and saw him laying asleep naked on the large bed. His man ass protruding and gorgeous body. I wanted to kiss him but that wish was outweighed by my desire to hit him back which i knew wouldn’t work. He started snoring. I guess that i had to sleep in this bed only as the room was locked. I climbed in and fell asleep instantly. Suddenly at approximately 3 in the morning, I woke up because of a painful agonizing slap on my butt. I tried to change my position to see him but couldn’t as he was sitting on my bubble but and moving back and forth. I could feel his large dick upto half of my back. He kept slapping my back hard with his rock hard dick. He rolled off and laid beside me. He had an evil grin on his face and then he rolled me onto my side and pulled my back closer to me. He started putting his finger in my hole without lube with was painful. Then he suddenly put another finger in and finger fucked me while his tall legs trapped and locked my body to his. His second hand’s fingers were in my mouth exploring. He yelled in fury again and suddenly pushed his 10 inch boner in me with one thrust…. I screamed in pain. It was like my sphincter was torn but it wasn’t. He grinned and suddenly with no lube started pounding HARD!!!!!…. He pounded me till 5:00 in the morning and still hadn’t come…..i was in pain and heaven at the same time. He slapped me again everywhere. He pulled on my dick and started rubbing it. I was laying on my stomach and the pounding sounds of my bubble butt and his legs and waist filled the room. He seemed angry and grunted constantly. My face was lying on its side suddenly he pulled my hands up and held them with one hand. He put his right foot (it was soft, warm, big flat and beautiful) on my face and started pressing. He adjusted himself and used his hands to hold my body in place and his left leg was just to my left on the bed. This seem to arouse him alot and i got an erection too. He fucked the shit outta me for till 7:30 in the morning. He got off and pushed me onto my back and made me face him. He was still rock hard. 

The next thing I know, he pushed my legs so high up in the air that even my back was titled up and only my neck and upper back were on the bed. My asshole was wet and now exposed to him completely. He thrusted into me with all his weight and fucked the brains out of me. I felt his dick grow huge in me and it constantly hit my prostate. He started grunting and thrusted in me one last time and left a huge load. He pulled his dick out and sucked all his seed through my now gaping hole. He didn’t swallow it and climbed to kiss me and left that much seed in my mouth and started finger fucking me. He kept on fingering me and hitting my prostate and massaging it in a rhythm that it made me cum without touching my dick. 

He got up and i was finally able to lie down on the bed. He sat on me and put his HUGE soft feet on my face and ordered me to lick them wet and I did. They were tasty.

He got dressed and said “You’ll cry tonight even MORE in agony, I’ll use your pussy and stretch it until it tears”. I was aroused as well as horrified. My hole was still hurting. And i suddenly fell asleep.

~~to be continued……..