About a week ago, this cowboy hit me up on BBRT in Houston. He came over to the truck and once the curtains were drawn, he made me undress. I did as I was told by this 30 something man in a black cowboy hat, tight jeans and white tee shirt. He told me to gently open his pants and to suck on his member. I reached slowly for his zipper, pulled down slowly, then moved to the top button. Soon, I had those tight jeans pulled down slightly, just far enough to pull his soft cock pass the white cotton boxers. His cock was eight inches soft and I took as much of it into my mouth as I could, swallowing the head and some of the shaft. I must of done good, cause he moaned and allowed himself to fall back on the bed.
His cock grew, and grew and kept growing. I started to gag as his cock became hard in my throat. He then directed me to remove is clothing. I was also given instructions on how to hang the shirt I removed from him and how to fold the jeans. It takes a fantastic Dom to control me and this guy had me, hook line and sinker. I folded as told and and followed all instructions.
He told me to get on my knees and I did. He shoved his cock in my mouth and pissed down my throat without any notice or warning. His stream was powerful. I gulped as quck as I could, yet some of his piss poured down my chest.
He then pulled me up, almost tossing me on the bed. With my ass in the air, me on all fours, he lubed my ass up with elbow grease that I had sitting out. Gently, he mounted me and I felt that wonderful cock sinking deep inside me. His cock kept going deeper and deeper. I was not sure where it would stop. But man did it feel good. He pounded me for a good 20 minutes. His hand was stroking my cock and I was pre-cumming more than I have ever pre-cummed before. Several times he made me suck the cum off his hand.
Before he rolled me over, he unloaded. I love a man that moans and groans when they cum. He never went soft until the third time he unloaded in me. He told me to get dressed. Again, I did as I was told.
He drove me to a burger joint where we ate and had a couple of beers. He made several phone calls, but I never got to hear the conversation as he would leave the table everytime. When we got back into the car, he told me I had a choice, I could either go back to my truck right now, or go with him and he would have me back to my truck around midnight. I asked him what he had in mind, but he just repeated the two choices. So I elected to go back to the truck at midnight.
He drove me to what I assume was his house. I did not make it more than two feet inside the door when he told me to get naked, fold my clothes and go downstairs. I did what I was told.
In the basement was a large play room; slings, fuck bench, ropes, cage, shower area, clean out station, med table and four tv's. I eventually took a seat on the couch and waited, naked. An hour went by when another guy came down the stairs, also naked, also with folded clothing. Ben was his name, 25 or so, 6' 4", slender, and HUNG.
Ben took my cloths, stacked his on top and opened a closet where he deposited them. He then took my arm and lead me to the clean out station, where he adjusted the water temp. I told him that I was clean, not wanting to lose the three loads in me. But he said his master wanted me cleaned. I have never been cleaned out by another guy before - FUCKING HOT!!!!
He then tied me to the fuck bench. About an hour passed when his Master shouted down the stairs, "Twenty Minutes". That was Ben's signal to get me ready. Ben jerked himself off, coated my ass with his cum. About five minutes later, Ben, using his cum, began to fuck me with something that must of been at least eight inches and cam inside me. Shortly after that, his Master came downstairs, asking if I was ready. Ben just nodded. It was then that I noticed several other guys rounding the corner. I stopped counting loads at ten, not because I did not want to know, but because I was so engulfed in cock, cum and piss that I just lost track. It is truly wonderful to be used.
I cant wait to go back to Houston.