Shotsfired

Bumping this up. So hot

Bumping this story up so more pigs can enjoy. It.

While cruising the State Park during a hot July summer, I decided to take one of the woodsier trails back into the wilder areas. The trail almost got lost in the underbrush, but I kept on walking. It was pretty quiet until I came into a small clearing that couldn't be seen from the road. There right in front of me was a Japanese man with his wrists cuffed and tied to seperate trees lifting him on his tip toes. His was completely naked, and his feet were similarly cuffed and tied barefoot and giving his body the appearance of an "X." Beside the man, was a table with different implements on it including lube, toys, riding crop and flogger, tit clamps. and more. Also, to my dismay ... condoms. The man felt my presence, and said, "Hey. My wife caught me smoking. I am not supposed to smoke anymore, but she caught me. She said I had to do this as punishment for my disobedience. I only ask that you play safe. You can do anything you wish, but please use condoms for fucking." "This is hot but kind of weird man," I said. I was surprised, but also turned on quite a bit. This fortunate find was stirring an aggression I didn't know I had in me. This fucker disobeyed his wife, and now he was gonna pay the price. I had on easy to kick off running shoes, shed my shorts and underwear, but kept my wife beater t-shirt on. He was smooth all over, and had a Dad bod, with some muscle. It was obvious he was pretty sedentary during his work week. I on the other hand played soccer everyday and didn't have an ounce of fat on me, which made my cock look even bigger. Under my shirt, I had a light smattering of hair and a treasure trail that reach down to the treasure this man would soon discover. I was fairly lean with a 5'10 frame, with dark hair and even darker eyes. Eyes that right now I am sure looked black. I went up and said, "Well, if I help you out, what is in it for me?" "Any thing you want?" "Anything huh?" With that I set up my camera phone on a nearby stump where he didn't see it. You could tell he was getting cold by the goose bumps on his skin and his rigid nipples. Even the little hair around his nips stood straight out. I ran my hand lightly down his back causing him to shiver. "Its your lucky day. I have some frustrations to work out," I said matter of factly. Among the toys was a ball gags, which I securely fastened to his head. It was really tight to the point that he made gurgling sounds as his tongue adjusted. I took a balaclava type mask off the table and put it over his head so he couldn't see. I got really close to his neck and licked a bit of his persperation. He shivered. I picked up the ruthless looking tit clamps with a chain tying them together. I tested the sharpness and tightness of the metal clamps. I whistled. "You might feel a little pinch." I matter of factly attached the left clamp and gave it a tug. Whimpering came from under the mask. "Oh you liked that. It sounds like it felt good. Lets do the other. I gave it a little extra pinch.'" The whimper loudly this time. I grabbed the chain and gave it a pull to the dismay of the man hanging before me. He tried to cry out, but nothing but gurggley whines. He also wiggled trying to get free. "We are just getting started friend." My backpack was still on, so I swung it off my shoulder and opened the zipper and pulled out some Icy Hot. The muscles in my back had been giving me trouble, so I kept some on hand for after practice. I took some of the cream and rubbed it all over his balls and his tiny plump dick, making sure to not miss his piss slit. He was relieved at the gentle massage until the medicine in the cream started it's slow burn. He cried out, "Peeefs stup." "I don't understand you, and I find it irritating that you are distracting me," I growled. I then put some of the cream on his already inflamed nipples. I grabbed the riding crop off the table, and then I grabbed his burning nutsac and pulled them back between his knees. I took the riding crop and gave him six good whacks with the crop on his balls. He tried to scream. "Those were for my enjoyment. Your wife gets four as well, because ..." Whack "You!" Whack. "Didn't!" Whack. "Listen!" Whack. The mask hung sweat soaked as he was trying to get away. The mosquitos were having the time of their lives drawing out his blood little by little. A wasp landed on his right pec. I took the riding crop and hit him so it stung. By the time I crushed it, It had gotten him six times. "Are you allergic to wasps?" He shook his head no. "That's a good thing for you friend. ... That wasn't out of bounds, was it? You said I could do whatever I wanted too, right? Oh, and we forgot to agree on a safe word." Silence. I walked up and washed his balls with some bottled water he had on the table. The cool of the water startled him and he shuddered. "I believe I asked you a question?" and I tugged his chain so hard the nipple clamps ripped off leaving red welts. He tried to scream and spit out a glob of sputum. I took the glob and smeared it is his crack. I took the water botter and shoved the top in his asshole and squeezed water into his rectum. Again he tried to pull away. The water came out as I used my two meaty fingers to pry it open. The water was clear. "Good boy. Now answer my question by nodding 'yes or no' before I take some of that stinging nettle you trussed yourself up near like an idiot, and apply it to some very sensitive places where the oils will burn and burn and water won't help." His head nodded in acceptence. "You said I could do whatever I wanted. Yes or no?" He nodded in agreement. "I brought along a little something something that might help you actually enjoy some of this fun we're having. Would you like that?" Head nodding through sounds of crying. I reached into my bad and found a plastic baggie full of shards. I took a fairly large one placed it at his hole, and took a small butt plug I had slightly lubed and pushed the shard it, causing instant burning. More writhing, crying, gurgling from the man hung by his extremities between two trees. "You will get used to it, you smoking disobedient asshole. You'll get to love it. Your wife will wish you still smoked a pack a day when I finish with you. We haven't even used half the stuff on this table yet." I then took a rope off the table and tied a loop around his nuts and pulled them tight to thick branch of a fallen tree and then tied his dick by the glans to the tree in front of him pulling it tight in the opposite direction. It was slipping off the tip of his dick, so I used the clamps to secure the rope. He writhed in pain as the clamps latched on, which caused his sac to painfully stretch. I took the toys and started fucking him with it and the moans that once were painful short bursts soon became calmer. Until I took the crop with his dick and balls again. The mask was soaked and to keep him from dehydrating, I ripped the mask off, and looked into his shocked eyes, removed the ball gag, and shoved the bottle in his mouth and squeezed. The water both choked and relieved the man. I refastened the ball gag, and watched as his eyes ran down my body to my hard thick 8 inch cock. "Oh yeah. That's going in you" The man looked frightened and then his eyes discovered the toxic tattoo on the back of my neck as I pulled off my tshirt. His eyes watered and I could tell he was trying to beg for mercy that he wasn't going to get. RIght then I heard the weeds move and a branch break as a passer-by was geeting too close for comfort. The park ranger stood before us. His darked chest hair poking out of the neck of his uniform. What do we have here?" He asked. to be continued.

Have you ever taken the bdsm test. It's fun and let's people know what turns you on. Would love to see yours? == Results from bdsmtest.org == 100% Rope bunny 98% Voyeur 98% Slave 98% Submissive 91% Degradee 88% Primal (Prey) 87% Experimentalist 84% Exhibitionist 76% Masochist 67% Non-monogamist 62% Pet 31% Vanilla 15% Brat 10% Primal (Hunter) 7% Switch 0% Daddy/Mommy 0% Rigger 0% Ageplayer 0% Brat tamer 0% Degrader 0% Dominant 0% Boy/Girl 0% Master/Mistress 0% Owner 0% Sadist

This story never fails to make me cum.

You can bump them to the top of the cue by commenting on the post which updates the story, and then you sort by recent updared. I will do this right now with the story about the teens who trespass in a neighbors pool. "Don't Call the Cops" that's close to the title.

Fucking hot

Awesome story. Hot

Fave story. All time

Incredibly hot.

I would take a job like that any day.

The people are awful. They deserve to go to Mormon Heaven

1 in 7 men are victims of domestic violence. 1 in 18 men become stalking victims. Stalking victims (1 in 6) are at greater risk of being murdered by their stalker. ErosWired is right. And I will add (I need this reminder as well) the person holding the personal ad owes us nothing.. Sure its inconvenient, sure we'd like to see the images before we invest our time in someone we just weren't gonna be interested in anyway. Sure we want to beat off later to the image if chats connect. If the world were made to order for our personal convenience, it would be exactly our way all the. The world would be our personal Burger King. Once again it comes down to consent and entitlement. No one owes us anythng. When people grant us their photos it is a privilege. No one has to consent to our requests for pics. Its okay for them to re-lock their pics. Its even okay them to block, remove or delete whole profile. We aren't entitled to images. We aren't entitled to share or take or sell images without permission. In Oregon its a misdeameaner to use someone's image or website info for any malicious goal. A separate charge You don't have to choose the person though either.

So when we discuss things, what are we doing? We are sharing our viewpoints. Our views are based on our opinions. We use the quote functions on the boards to provide context for other readers to let them know who we are responding to in the discussion group. I believe the community standards, rules of engagement, and permissions are all owned by Powertop and he has hired moderators to implement those rules. I with respect, remind you that we don't have any say in what tool another user uses with the tools provided. Plus, your original post what just a few inches above the quoted text. Is that rational? Did you regret your first post? I feel the response was lacking in civility, out of proportion, and makes me question why you are taking a discussion that had been civil to this level. I hope you can use this experience when you calm down to re-examine why you felt such strong emotion or talk to a professional councilor who can help you look at those emotions and figure out where they are coming from. We are only here for a short time brother. Its not worth it. Rage does harm to the body when sustained.

I think fetishizing black men by using the term BBC or Black Cock not only leads to harmful stereotyping in stories that often portray black men as violent or wanting to cause pain with their mythologized penises, but its objectifying. Not to mention its yet another way white men are commodifying black bodies. All you have to do is think outside yourselves to see that. Hopefully most of you weren't aware. Because if you were ... Have any of you noticed the trend on personals and hook up sites where many black men are more and more refusing to put there sexual roles and penis size/pics on profiles. They aren't doing that because things are okay. Its not just this story. Its the porn studios, video chats, and the level of racism, ageism and tokenism in the gay community in general. The results are pretty harmful. Its completey demoralizing for black bottoms who are often treated badly on dating and hook up sites. Puts a lot unearned rejection on black men with average to small genetalia. The black men who do have large penises often get relagated to being treated like objects or stable horses. The people, amazing individuals with their own unique personalities, experiences, gifts to offer are lost to the quest for giant dick. Its like straight society had the gold rush and gays have a dick rush. And I would like to thank the gentleman who shared the Asian American gay experience. It makes my skin crawl when a profile says "no Asians" I think the rejection even causes internalized shame in many Asian men. I introduced a Chinese American friend to my friend from Hong Kong. My Chinese American friend thought I was trying to hook them up. I wasn't. I just thought I was introducing my friends to each other. My Chinese American friend said "I don't do sticky rice." I was pretty shocked. Consent is the big issue. Another big issue is who is the beneficiary. I like a site called Black Men's Reign which is ran by and owned by a black man. If a BBC scenes are done by black owned studios, thats their choice, but I don't like white studios and white directors to deem it okay for themselves to exploit a population. I am not upset at the author. There are plenty of stories worse than that one on the site. This one hit a a nerve by being less subtle. I'm more upset at some of the tone death and automatically defiant and defensive comments by other white men on this thread. Its the standard reaction whites in America have to the victims of their both past and current commodification of minorty populations. Maybe its because the issues are so huge from Native Amercan genocide, slavery, segregation, Japanese Internment, Chinese exploitation by railroads, the villification of migrant farmworkers, and the absolute havoc the CIA has caused in South America and the Middle East, that its just easier for some white men to be triggered to rage (defense) instead of doing the hard work of making things equitable and healing old wounds. Rage in this case is an excuse not to acknowledge or address behaviors that have caused hurt. The LGBTQIA Community should maybe take a long hard look at their habit of putting so many labels on people that put them in boxes. And maybe we should acknowledge that black men are the experts in their own experience and we should put their well being above our jack off material. And as a slut who's had more men from different races and ethicities than the United Nations, I can tell you there are big penises and small penises in every group.