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This story that happened to me last week needs some introduction... 1) I met John some weeks ago on Grindr. He s the typical 30 something straight newly dad guy that sometimes logs in to find some mouth or ass to fuck. He s hot so I m his slut whenever he needs to empty his balls. 2) Richard was my best friend until some 5 or 6 years ago. I was just a regular gay bottom guy back then looking for love and he was my straight friend. We had a nice friendship but eventually we went separated ways over some big fight and never spoke to each other ever again. He had a younger incredibly hot brother, Sam. Back to my story, last thursday night. Out of nowhere I received a text from John "Hi you woke? I'm with a friend. Drunk and I told about your slut mouth, he s in. Want some dick?" I didn't answer as I was kind of lazy but he insisted saying they were near my place, that I only have to blow them separately, that I shouldn't let him down as he already told his friend he could unload down some fag's mouth and how good it feels. I got hot in the process and I told him to come over. When I opened the door wearing only my cage and some mini short as John likes it, I felt my heart stop : his friend was Sam, my ex BFF younger brother. John didn't get the situation. He came inside inviting his friend in, slapping my ass and making it clear I shouldn't feel offended as he s drunk and mumbled something about wanting my mouth on his dick Now ! Sam was just smiling, defiantly looking straight at me, confident, alpha, like his brother. I was wondering "what were the fucking odds !!!" John asked his friend who goes first and without waiting for a reply told me to go to the other room and wait. I did that. Got on my knees facing the door and waiting. I was so nervous and excited at the same time. I learnt from my previous owner how to just let go, don t try to control things and accept my place. Sam came in and closed the door behind him. The same smile, the same look on his face. "Did my brother know?" I looked at him puzzled, I didn't get what he was talking about. "Did he know you were this kind of homo?" - No, I whispered looking away. - He always said you were a classy gay..." He sat down on the couch and told me to try and make him hard. I obeyed. Undid his pants took out his flacid cock, kissed it, touched it, felt it grow and get harder then put it in my mouth. Very nice dick. He laid on his back and let me suck him. I did it respectfully. After some minutes he just said "Take the cum" and I did. After a while of me kissing is dick he stood up and went out. John came in and fucked my mouth, put on a condom and broke my ass. They left joking about what just happened. On the next day Sam texted me. "I like you better now". I replied "As your cumdump?" "Yeah"
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Before Jay, there was Anthony & Mikey. You might say that they were my “can I really do this” litmus test. I met Mikey in an M4M AOL chatroom. It turned out we were both off school and were both bored and extremely horny. He was 20 compared to my freshly-turned 18. We both looked pretty similar: tall, skinny, smooth and with dark brown hair and eyes. Perhaps discovering we looked alike led to what happened. “Are you a sub?” Mikey asked. “I’m pretty sure I am. Although it’s not like I have any real-life experience to say for sure,” I typed back. “Experience is one thing I can help with!” he replied back. With both of us being bottoms, I was a bit confused as to how he could help me. “What are you doing for lunch? Come to the mall and have lunch with me and my master.” I felt a flurry of emotions as I sat there staring at the monitor. As dumb as it sounds now, I thought to myself that this would be the first “real gay thing” I had done in public. I wasn’t sure if I was suddenly admitting I might be gay, but going out on a lunch date with two gay guys seemed like a first step. “Okay. Why not!” I nervously replied. My hands were shaking so much that three simple words seemed nearly impossible to type. After I signed off, I was at at loss for what to do. Was this an actual date? Was I going to be having actual sex? What do I wear? Why was I even freaking out about what to wear? “Mikey said it was just lunch,” I mumbled to myself. I ended up quickly showering and throwing on my jeans and a simple t-shirt. As I walked into the mall, I wasn’t really sure what to do. I didn’t seem to see anyone that looked like Mikey’s pic. As I sat down on the bench near the mall entrance, I briefly contemplated that this was just a cruel joke. Maybe I was just early. Or, maybe someone was having a laugh at my expense. I sat there for what felt like an eternity, but was in actuality probably only a few minutes. “Ben?” I heard a voice from behind me before a hand landed on my right shoulder. A jolt of energy surged through me and I jumped a bit. “Sorry!” I said standing up embarrassed. It was Mikey standing in front of me. He was cuter and younger looking than his picture. “I didn’t mean to spook you,” he said with a smile. “This is your first time, huh?” he added. “Meeting other guys that is.” I laughed nervously, “That obvious huh?” “Come on. Sir is excited to meet you. To be honest, I don’t think I’ve seen him this worked up before.” Mikey led me over to this little Mexican eatery that existed outside of the food court. “This is Sir,” he said introducing me to a much older, stockier man in his forties. He had that delicate balance between beefy, muscular and chubby. With light blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, he had a certain undeniable magnetism. I was at a bit of a loss on what to say. “Hello...Sir.” It felt weird to refer to him like that. “You can call me Anthony,” he said with a chuckle. “While I appreciate the effort, you’re not my slave like Mikey is; at least not yet,” he added with another chuckle and pat on my back. We got our food and sat down at a double table with four chairs. I sat by myself on one side with Anthony directly across from me. I’m not sure, but I think that may have been the most nervous I have ever been. With people all around us, all I thought about was who did I know that was going to see me out on my gay lunch date? As we started talking about work, school and family, I became much more relaxed. It felt like we were all just friends hanging out together despite this undeniable undercurrent to the whole lunch. “Oh shit,” Mikey suddenly said while looking down at his watch. “I need to run or I’m going to be late for my Chemistry lab. It was nice meeting you, Ben. Go easy on him, Sir,” he said with a sly smile. “You know me,” Anthony quickly retorted. Mikey locked eyes with me. During that moment, I was unfamiliar with the emotion those chocolate eyes were conveying. After an intense but fleeting moment, Mikey turned his head back towards Anthony. “I do know you. That’s why I’m telling you to go easy. Ben’s a naive little lamb that I feel like I’m abandoning to a wolf.” “We’re either prey or predator,” Anthony retorted. “Don’t you agree, Ben?” I’ll admit that I was lost. There was clearly substance to their conversation that I was lacking knowledge of. “I have my own take on that subject.” “And which are you then, Ben?” Anthony asked inquisitively. “Don’t answer that, Ben,” Mikey quickly interjected. “You’re too virginal to answer that in complete honesty.” He leaned into Anthony ear and whispered something inaudible to me. “I can’t promise that,” Anthony replied. Mikey shot me another somewhat unsettling glance. Leaning over towards me, he whispered, “Sorry. I do really have to go. Otherwise, I’d stay with you.” I didn’t know how to feel in the moment. It all felt like complex layers of linguistic entendre. With Mike gone, Anthony crossed his arms flat on the table and looked at me intently. “So...prey or predator. Tell me your unique take on the dichotomy?” “Sometimes, I believe one can be predatory prey.” Anthony looked intrigued if not a bit dismissive as well. “Do elaborate.” “I’m not saying this applies to me necessarily…” I started to say. “But it totally applies to you,” Anthony interrupted with a smile. I smiled back. “Fine. In some moments, I crave something with such wanton abandon that I actively hunt for the thing that I know will hurt me...or rather to satiate my hunger. I’m not simply passive in waiting for my predator to find me. Sometimes, I’ll leave the comfort of my den, so to speak, and search for a hunter. I’ll lay out my traps rather than the reverse.” He sat that smiling ear to ear. “That’s a point if view that has never been conveyed to me before. So...the obvious question then is did you seek out Mikey so you could leave your den?” “Mikey was merely coincidence that we were online in the same room, but…” I hesitated to finish my thought. I wasn’t even entirely positive that my current thought was even actually valid or truthful to why I decided to go to lunch. “But?” Anthony probed. I felt my cock flinch in my underwear suddenly. “But, I maybe have chosen to leave my safe den to meet you as Mikey’s master.” “Really...why?” “Like he said. I don’t have experience being a real-life submissive. Perhaps, the temptation to present myself to you and see what you’d do to me was something that I craved more than I could resist.” I felt my cock suddenly become fully erect in my jeans. Whatever happened next, I knew I wasn’t going to be in control. My secret lusts that I normally kept chained and repressed were now in control. I was merely along for the ride at my desires behest. “And what did you hope would happen to you, Ben?” With people coming and going all around us, I’m a bit surprised that Anthony was able to engage me to a point where those people didn’t exist. Talking so openly about this side of me was something I never thought I would do out in the open. “I don’t like to put artificial restrictions on what can happen to me,” I playfully but honestly replied. “How can I put restrictions on things that I’ve never experienced in the flesh? Seems like I would potentially miss out on a lot of experiences that I might have enjoyed.” “But what about when you experience something bad?” “Knowing me,” I replied, “my brain is capable of transforming bad things into something enjoyable or exciting in one way or another.” “That’s what I like to hear,” Anthony said with a devilish grin. “Come. Let me show you my special, little, fortress of solitude.” I followed Anthony down the main corridor of the mall until we made a left into one of the offshoot arms containing the more boutique stores. He walked us to a nearly-hidden door that was only discernible from a push-button keypad on the wall. Pushing a series of numbers, the practically seamless door popped open. “Woah,” I said in amazement. “Kinda neat, huh? It’s the service corridor to this section of the mall. Deliveries, maintenance, and things like that all take place through these secret-ish tunnels.” I followed him down the long, cinder-block hallway with painted concrete floor. On our left, we passed a series of doors that either had a three-digit number or sometimes a store name written on masking tape below the number line. Some even had peepholes like a hotel room door. “Pretty sparse on lighting,” I said while noticing the general lack of overhead lights. “At night, when I have to stay late doing inventory for my store, it can get pretty spooky in here. Without the ambient noise of shoppers and music playing through the speakers everywhere, these areas feel more like haunted tombs.” I felt shivers run through my arms, down my spine, and all the way through my legs to my feet. I definitely felt the sudden fear, anxiety, and paradoxical sexual tension of being prey begin to course through my veins. “You know,” Anthony continued, “they have cameras everywhere else in this godforsaken tribute to capitalism except, of course, for the bathrooms and these private hallways.” Another serious round of chills flowed inside of me as we stopped next to a door on our right marked “Danger. No Admittance.” Anthony produced a key-ring burdened with countless, unmarked keys. “It does say danger,” I remarked as his fingers flipped through key after key. “I thought that hunting prey liked danger?” he responded coyly while opening the door. He extended his left arm to hold the door open while looking at me. “Well? After you.” I suppose a part of me was considering that I had bitten off more than I could chew. But, what could I do now? Turn around and run away? Mikey whispering that he was sorry to me back at the taco place was replaying over and over in my mind. Did he know this was going to happen? Is this what Mikey was whispering to Anthony about when Anthony replied that he couldn’t promise that? Did Mikey tell him not to bring me here? I felt like I was about to throw up, but I was also tired of just living a life of fantasy. I was getting tired of imaging all the dirty things I wanted to do only to end up just jerking off by myself. I had told myself in the car on the way to lunch that I would see this through no matter what. It was just that I figured the likelihood of anything really wild transpiring was virtually nil. “Fuck it,” I thought to myself. I bent down and crept underneath Anthony’s outstretched arm into the mystery room. Looking back on that moment years later, I realize how clever Anthony was. Making me bend down and walk underneath his arm into that room subtly put me in a mindset of being below him. That seemingly benign placement of bodies forced me to enter that room as undeniable prey. My hunt had concluded, and now I was going to reap my rewards. “That’a boy,” he said as I slipped past him. Looking around the room, it appeared to be a sort of boiler and electrical room. A large boiler surrounded by hurricane fencing took up a solid quarter of the room. On the opposite side, several industrial breaker boxes were mounted against the wall. A long, wooden table sat adjacent to them. It was covered with an assortment of tools, wires, and bins containing a vast array of miscellaneous screws, bolts, and so forth. “Not really super bright,” I said while trying to adjust the red hue cast by a single, red bulb installed into a socket mounted on a side wall. “I dunno,” Anthony said pressing up against my back with his burly body. “I kind of like the red. It makes it a bit like a horror movie. Perfect for someone in your position right now.” He started kissing my neck while reaching around my waist to unbutton my jeans. It was the first time that anyone had kissed me sexually. Mentally, I didn’t know how to react. Thank god my cock was in control instead. I melted back into him and he pushed my jeans and underwear down with his thumbs. “What if someone comes in here?” I panted as the band of my underwear popped over my erection leaving it to bobble about wildly for a few seconds. “Well,” Anthony said taking my cock in his left hand and whispering into my ear from behind, “you might even have more fun. It’s just me and the janitor that have a key. It’s our little play room when we find the right…” “Prey,” I cooed as his thumb tormented my highly sensitive frenulum. “Mmmhhh,” he moaned. I turned my head and we began kissing deeply as he continued to masterfully stroke my eager cock. I imagined the countless other boys that he had done this to in this very spot. I was surprised that I began to feel jealous. I possessed that annoying personality flaw of perfectionism. It was bad enough that, in that moment, there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do to be his most favorite prey. I worked myself out of my shoes as we continued to make out. Anthony then stepped down between my legs onto my jeans and underwear that laid around my ankles. As I stepped carefully out of those, he slipped my shirt off over my head. Soon, my smooth, white body stood naked and bathed in the blood-red light of the room’s lone source luminescence. Anthony walked in front of me and pulled on my cock to follow him. He escorted me to the cage around the boiler. By now, the once imperceptible heat the boiler continually gave off was quite apparent. As he opened the cage door’s padlock with yet another key, it was impossible not to feel the heat emanating from the steel beast. Sweat had begun to form on my arms and chest and trickle down my skin as Anthony guided me into the cage. I turned around expecting him to join me inside. Instead, he quickly closed and locked the door. “Get on your knees and press that little ass against the cage.” I climbed down onto my knees and positioned my body as requested. “Good...now reach back at your sides and grab the fencing with your fingers.” As I did, he used long, black zip-ties to secure my wrists and hands to the fencing behind me. “Are you scared yet?” he asked. “A little,” I admitted despite my cock’s leakage indicating that I was more in a state of anticipation and submission. I suddenly felt something round and hard pushing against my asshole. I grunted in response while wondering what might be attempting to violate me. “Lean forward,” he instructed. As I put my weight forward, the zip-ties dug into skin of my wrists as they began to bear my weight. I felt what had been teasing my pucker suddenly slide inside me. I moaned in intense pleasure at the first time someone else was penetrating me. As grand as it is fucking myself with a toy, it’s a million times better when someone else is taking control of my body for their own enjoyment. “Someone is an eager beaver,” Anthony teased while pushing a push-broom’s wooden handle deeper and deeper inside me. “Watch that little guy just swallow this up like it was candy. Does that feel good?” “Fuck yes,” I moaned as sweat dripped from my body onto the floor below. “Mikey didn’t care for this part of his initiation,” Anthony said as he began semi-roughly plunging the handle in and out of my ass. It was that tenuous line of being close to being in pain and crying out and moaning like a slut desperate for more violation “Initiation?” I moaned as my ass began to rock against the rough fencing. Anthony said nothing. I only felt him remove the handle and then press something thick through my impromptu cage. I heard his belt buckle hit the floor and then the rattle of the fencing as his grabbed it. A moment later, his cock was forcing my hole open. “Oooohhh fuck,” I moaned while feeling my restrained hands beginning to tingle. Anthony began what I can only describe as hate-fucking me. “Ooohhh god...ohhh fuck me,” I cried out into the sauna-like room. As he continued to pummel my ass, my mind would drift back to Mikey at the Mexican place. It almost seemed as if he didn’t want me to experience this carnal bliss. Was he jealous? Was he worried that he’d be replaced by me? It didn’t seem like he was jealous. I just couldn’t put my finger on what took place twenty minutes prior. I could hear Anthony grunt over the bubbling and grinding of the boiler a few feet in front of me. “Dumb...ungh...fucking...faggot...unnggghhh…slut.” “What?” I moaned as his cock felt like it was a steel I-beam sliding in and out of me. He didn’t answer. I could only hear more grunts, the sound of my ass being pounded, and the rattling of the fencing like a wild animal was trying to tear its way out of it. As it felt like I was about to pass out from either the heat or the anal throttling I was receiving, the crazed rattling of the cage stopped. Anthony let out a long, deep, animalistic growl. I stayed nearly motionless on my knees leaning forward while picturing my hands purple from lack of circulation thanks to the zip-ties. It took Anthony over a minute before he finally pulled out of my achingly, sore hole. A few seconds after that were the two quick snips of my bindings holding me in place. I fell forward onto the floor staring at my right hand. Every so slowly the pins and needles sensation dissipated and life began to return to my extremities. I rolled over onto my back and stared up at Anthony who was standing with his semi-flaccid cock in his hand. What do I even say in such a moment? Even if I had something primed and ready, it didn’t matter. A stream of hot piss shot forth from the tip of his dick and began spraying my chest. I felt hot, salty droplets of the spray hitting my face as his stream slowly moved upwards. Was he expecting me to? I opened my mouth just as his deluge reach my chin. Suddenly, his salty nectar was pouring into my mouth. Do I? Is he going to want me to? Swallow this? My mind was racing as his piss quickly filled my open maw. I didn’t have time to debate this any longer. I quickly gulped down his warm offering. I immediately began coughing. Anthony laughed as he let his remaining bit of piss rain down on my own cock. “You’ll have to get used to drinking piss if you want to be a proper slave,” he said as he snaked his cock back into his pants and zipped them up. Anthony opened the cage to the boiler and tossed my clothes onto my piss-soaked body. “You can see yourself out. I need to get back to work,” he said coldly before turning away and existing the room. “Wow,” I said aloud in the empty room. “Discarded like a used condom.” The words leaving my lips suddenly clicked. I sat up and looked down between my legs. My ass was leaking his cum out onto floor. “Oh shit...I am the discarded condom.” I scooped up some of his leaking seed with two fingers from my left hand and laid back down. I slipped both cummy fingertips into my freshly fucked asshole and began jerking off with my free hand. Maybe it was stench of piss that I now reeked of and also continued to taste, or maybe it was the overall feeling of being successful prey, but I was quickly squirting my own cum onto my stomach. I laid on the filthy floor a while longer—almost reveling in my state of unbridled debauchery. I had stuck to my promise in the car on the way to the mall. I finally lived out a fantasy no matter what. I smelled like old piss; was sweating like a roasting piglet; and felt completely drained physically and mentally. I wondered if I should just continue to lay there naked and available. Maybe Anthony would return for seconds later. Or, maybe the janitor would suddenly walk in and see me splayed out and vulnerable. Part of me envisioned the janitor coming in and disposing of my clothes. He could keep me caged up and naked next to the boiler forever. I’d be their secret, permanent sex toy trapped in the mall. Countless people would go about their business outside that door never knowing that I was inside and being kept prisoner. I had to stop thinking such delightful thoughts or I’d end up needing to rub another load out. Besides, I wasn’t even sure what time it was. I should get my ass home before anyone else beat me to it. I desperately needed a shower...but maybe after I slipped the toilet brush in my bottom and had one more quick orgasm reliving the day’s adventure. I didn’t see Mikey online for a couple of weeks. I sort of assumed I’d hear from Anthony. Mikey surely gave him my email. I began to wonder if I was that bad of a fuck that I really was being tossed aside like a spent rubber. What had I done wrong? Was I that unworthy to be another slave in Anthony’s harem of boys? “Hey,” the instant message announced itself with a ding. “Dude!” I replied equal parts excited and pissed. “WTF?!?!” “I know...I know...I’m so sorry, Ben.” “Wait…for what? This feels like for something more than ghosting me.” “I told him that I didn’t want him to do what he did. That’s what I whispered to him. That’s why I apologized for having to leave to you. I told him that you were too...new.” “Okay...what are you talking about?” “I help, Sir...I help him find new boys like you that are maybe a little naive but are eager to be dirty.” “Okay…” “He likes to do what he calls his ‘initiation’ with them.” “Right. He said you hated yours but he didn’t say anything more. He just started fucking with a broom and then with his...you know…” “Yah...I know. He does that to every new boy I find for him.” “Oh…” I felt truly unimportant and not remotely special. “Ugh...he likes to convert innocent guys like you.” “Into his slave. Yeah. So, I didn’t pass his initiation. It sucks.” “Have you been sick lately?” “What? No lol I’ve been sad at being ghosted by you two, but no, I’ve been fine otherwise.” “Well, then you didn’t pass the initiation. Be glad. Listen, I gotta go. Be safe. You seem like a nice guy. I’m sorry you ended up in that situation.” What situation was he talking about? What was I missing? “I mean I had a great time. There’s nothing to be sorry about, Mikey.” Undeliverable. He had signed off. I never heard from Mikey again, and I avoided the mall. I was too embarrassed at the thought of running into Anthony. I was a disappointment to him when I thought everything went well. But, a couple of weeks after I last talked to Mikey, I was chatting with a new guy. Somehow my adventure with Mikey and Anthony became the topic of conversation. “Oh, bro! I know Anthony and Mikey!” “Okay, so give me insight to what I did wrong.” “Seriously?” “Yes!” “Dude...Mikey lures...well recruits may be more fair of a word...he recruits guys for Anthony to bareback.” “Right. He fucked me bareback.” “And you haven’t gotten sick?” “What the fuck? Mikey asked me too. Why is everyone concerned?” “Because he has AIDS and isn’t on any meds. His initiation is breeding negative holes and giving them his super viral loads. That’s their thing. How did you not know?” How the fuck would I know? It was the first time we talked. I was completely new to the gay community on AOL at the time. I laid in bed that night remembering every thought, feeling, taste and smell of my time in the boiler cage. As much as I tried to resist an erection thinking about what had happened, I couldn’t stop myself from reaching under the covers to pleasure my cock. I thought about how hard he fucked me with the broom and then his cock. He must have been so excited at the chance to flood a virgin hole. I shot my load while realizing that I happily scooped up his cum and finger-fucked my own sore hole with his poz seed. I realized that was one of my best orgasms laying there covered in his piss while fingering myself. As I licked the cum from my fingers safe at home in bed, I started to imagine my own cum was now tainted. It could have happened. Hell, I did everything inadvertently to make it happen. I slid into the chair behind my desk after locking my bedroom door. My fingers quickly started typing away in an IRC channel dedicated to poz men in my city. The bug had bitten me.
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To Start this whole thing started when (Role Playing) i was tricked by my Ex to do a three-way, it was fun at first, the but the other guy fucked her so hard and was so big (i couldn't believe she was taking it) he stretched her out so much that when it was my turn i was just sloshing around in her cum filled pussy, then she made me eat out my load and his load (which oh my god was so much) this was my first time eating another mans cum it was more salty then mine she kept going on "make sure you get it all" something about not wanting babies she actually had a few orgasms while I was down there, from there it got worse she kept saying I don't know how a real man fucks and my 7 inch cock didn't satisfy her "Maybe you should experience it first hand" later i found out she had planned the whole thing as part of her breaking up with me. My Ex-girlfriend's big dicked bull took her cue putting fingers in my hole while I was eating her cum filled pussy, then I felt a bigger push on my hole screamed "Wait Wait...." but he just put his weight on me and started fucking me they talked to each other like I wasn't there making fun of my "tiny" cock! (which was soft now) you'd be soft too if your girl was calling you a "pussy" while some guy you just met has his 9 inch cock in you up to your belly, it wasn't fun but I thought if I just go with it I could get out and forget the whole thing, but then something started to happen I started to feel something going on my body started to get use to the pounding and constant open and closing of my hole around this massive pole it felt good and I just wanted this huge cock to feel good too so I started to push back I here myself start to moan Evan though I could hear them both laughing I didn't care I just wanted to get all the way to the base of his monster cock show him I was better than her! I felt my insides filling up like someone turned on a water hose my stomach was filling full he was cumming so much when he pulled out it poured out of my open hole like syrup and just keep flowing out my hole onto the floor I shot the biggest load and longest orgasum of my life (I'm getting Hard thinking about it now) anyway he said now we both belong to him he had her put a cock lock on my junk because he was in charge of when I fucked and when I could Evan touch myself , in my head I thought maybe I should let a man who obviously knows what's best for me have that power, after all he took me to a place I never dreamed I'd go, the pleasure from his fucking me was not like anything I'd ever felt before sure I'd played with guys before but this really did something to me! it had to be the sheer size because I've been in 3-ways before where me and the other guy fucked each other but I've only ever had my size or smaller I'd find myself craving his big dick but never knowing when I'd be lucky enough to get it, I tell myself now that I'm Bi but I'm starting to feel like a sub , that was four months or so ago, now he just drops by my apt. (I moved out from my girls place) anytime day or night with the promise of letting me out of my cage, once he came by my job (i work commission in electronics) and said in front of at least 3 of my co-workers "Hey ,you want me to open your cock cage today?" "Then i need my dick sucked right now" I whispered to him to knock it off and walked him to the back away from people ,he said where's the locker room we can "Talk" there. still not wanting a scene I showed him where we change, he's bigger than me (6'2 blue eyes reddish hair muscle broad chested stud) before I could talk him down to doing it later he got me the mens room and pushed me into the big stall in my works bathroom, he unzipped and pulled out his fat dick which still wasn't hard but almost 8 inches, i didn't want to do it but thought if i'd just submit and suck it maybe he'd leave or at least cum fast and go before my bosses realized I was off the floor, he said he would go all had to do was suck on the head (which was pretty fat) he just wanted me to know he owned all of my holes so i was about to take his cock in my mouth, but then something changed his mind I thought I heard the door open but I didn't see anyone, he told me to pull down my pants he wanted to check to see if his favorite fuck hole i still had the cock cage on, if i was still locked, some part of me felt good to know I was his favorite that meant my ass pleased him more than any of his other fuck toys ! "Yes I'm still in my cock cage sir" he said "That's a good boy" then he bent me over and told me to put my hands on the back of the stall wall he started grabbing my balls and pulling on chastity cage to make sure I couldn't get it off, I looked back and saw him take 3 fingers wet them with spit and started playing with my hole, it felt good I forgot where I was he was finger fucking me slowly opening my ass up, I was starting to get hard in the cage it hurt my dick but my ass felt so good , I thought I heard a giggle then pain, he slammed his 9 inch man sized cock only half way in my ass I wasn't really ready! I whisper yelled "stop it oh Fuck!" and he slapped me in the back of my head and said "Shut the fuck up holes don't talk" then he pulled out and then really plowed into me. I starting to take his size he was fucking my hole so hard his balls were banging into mine , he must have bang me for a good 15 min. his cock started to get harder than before ! All of sudden he stopped, i could feel his dick pulsing his load into my ass he was convulsing and definitely unloading, in my euphoria I thought i heard him talking and then that empty feeling when he pulled out, i thought it was over but he said in a forceful owner commanding voice "Don't look over here boy, Keep Your hands on the fucking wall!" i didn't want to get slapped again , then holy shit! i felt my ass getting stretched to point of splitting something so big around, not as deep as his cock but so fat around I knew it was another guy, fuck this new guy was so hard and so big around too, he fucked me slow but with so much cum in my hole it was easier to get a good stroke going then my ass opened up around his super wide dick I could hardly breathe with every pound he got closer to bottoming out, he began fucking my ass so hard, really pounding me fucking me I heard myself loudly moan and saying incoherant things my hand were still on the wall and my dick starting to get hard in the cage again which really hurt, all of a sudden without any hands i started cumming all over my pants down around my ankles, the top of the toilet the guy is still fucking me making a slapping sound every time he fucks into me lifting me of my feet with every hammer banging thrust ,now i hear other people in the room, I'm embarrassed now but the thought of a crowd of men waiting outside to take a turn at fucking me pushes me other edge I start cumming a 2nd time in my haze I can't tell if they're laughing or cheering the guy fucking me on, when I started to shoot my ass tries to contract around this foster's Beer size cock he starts cumming and it feels like someone is emptying a enama bag inside me, he cums so much, he keeps trying to fuck me till his dick goes soft and just falls out of my now wide open gapping hole! reality slowly returns as I come out of my need to serve cock , I hear a different voice say "O.K. you can put your hands down" "I'm Done"I turn around and I'm in shock it was one of my supervisors/boss Dennis, I thought he was the super "Mr. Straight Guy" he's married/separated with 3 kids! He turns me around and presents his cock for me to clean off which Evan soft is still fat as fuck his balls are huge grey/brown hairy balls, he's a good looking 40 something I've noticed his bulge sometimes but I never dreamed it was so big around, he'd joke his wife didn't like sex with him because it hurt, but fuck I came twice ! I don't know what I like better wider like Dennis or fat and deep like my owner, my Ex-girl's Bull is long gone by now and Dennis says "i thought you might be a closet case!" "Late night shifts are gonna be fun" he puts his fat cock away and tells the other two guys who were watching hoping to get a turn at me getting fucked in the bathroom "breaks over back to work, you can get a turn later" now i just get teased all the time for being a Cock whore, guys at work just cum up to me and make me suck their cocks during breaks , I did get a 10 dollar raise on top of my commission I'm liking my job a lot better, any day of the week one of the guys i work with might take my mouth or my ass! I use to hate it but it feels so natural to serve a real men!
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Straight Drew Drew had taken a job at a small diner down the street after work to save up some money for his vacation and to makes end meat. He had his hours cut back at his daytime job it was getting harder and harder to pay the rent and keep food on the table. Drew was 5’8 140 blonde with blue eyes and a bubble butt for days. Guys at the restaurant would make comments and when Drew first started it bothered him, but he has gotten used it because the guy guys are the best tippers. Most of the guys were good about not touching him but Doug and older muscled dad generally had to grope Drew and it got to the point that Drew was very uncomfortable and would have one of the other waitresses attend to him when Doug came into the restaurant. Drew had avoided Doug for weeks and soon Drew would be on a month-long vacation while he had paid time off at the factory and he could finally travel and see friends. He had planned on quitting once he was back and thought he would not even want a second job once he was back. Drew had asked his boss for some extra shift before his vacation and he and Drew was able to pick up a few and then his boss told him about an opportunity to show off for a rich customer. Drew said, “you know I do not do anything like that.” His boss said yea, I know you are straight, it would only be showing off your hot little body for money. No touching, groping or other activities. Drew knew he was short the money he needed, and he agreed once he knew he would make $500.00 for the night. He made his boss repeat that he would not be groped and no sex. He boss told him yes, that is the deal. Drew said he was in; his boss gave him the address via text and the time to be there. Drew was to show up at 8 PM. Drew googled the address, and he could not find any information on it, so he decided it was safe and he headed out to the address. When he got off the bus, he walked a block and there the house was. It was a very nice house with a big yard. He walked up to the house and there was a note on the door, it had Drew’s name on it. He opened it and it read, the door is unlocked, please come in and there is a brown paper back by the door. You will find your outfit for tonight and please place your clothes in the bag. Drew rolled his eyes and walked in and grabbed the bag after shutting the door and it electronically locked. Drew glanced over and there was no handle, just a pull and a code on the door. He tested it and it was locked tight. Drew tensed up but went head and took of his shirt and slipped off his shorts and then pulled out a jock that looked like it had suspenders. It was bright blue with black strips; Drew shook his head but figured he had come to far to turn back now. Drew slipped out letting his dick hang in the hall and worked himself into the jock and then sipped the strings over his head. Once he had them on his shoulders a voice spoke and said you must cross them. Drew Fiddled with them and he eventually figured out how to have them cross across his chest and to the opposite shoulder. The voice said, Perfect! Now, open the box in front of you. Drew opened it and there was a key with a note. You have been invited to this party as the entertainment. You are the only one with a key to the event so hold onto it. You are to go down to room 7 and there is a table in the middle of the room. You are to go in, there will be a drink on the table for you. You must drink it all and then lay on the table with your ass up and face down and wait for instructions. Drew thought there had to be more to this but if this was entertainment and this is all he had to do for $500.00 he could do this all night. Drew walked to room 7 and opened the door and there was a glass of red punch there and he drank it down fast as he had built up a real thirst with his nerves and then hopped up on the padded table face down. His little bubble ass framed in the jock was a site to see. The voice range out again, it startled Drew and he jumped a bit and the voice said spread your ass checks. What ever Drew drank had relaxed him because this would have grossed him out any other time, but he just shook his head and put his hands on his ass checks and pulled them apart. He heard the guy says good boy! Drew was repulsed and flattered all at the same time. The voice came back on and told him to go to room 3 and he was to drink another drink and this time to lay on the table face up. Drew thought he remembered room three, it was around the corner, and he walked back to it and went inside and again drank the drink and got up on the table face up. The voice came on much quicker, Drew’s head was spinning now or was it just the room that was spinning. The voice said pull your jock to the left with your left hand and show off your balls and dick. First lift your dick straight up and Drew had a heavy bush and hairy balls and a fat dick on the boy for beings o skinny and short. Five minutes of his showing off the goods he started to get aroused, and the voice finally said. Go to room 11 the shaving station. Drew thought, fuck what are they shaving. I shaved before I left the house. He went to a room and there was a large wooden angled table pointing at a slight angle with a large hole in it. He did not have to be told and again drank the juice that was left for him. He was told to strip and get on the angled table and put his dick and balls through the hole. That was not hard to do since the hole was huge. Drew was woozy and rested on the table and he heard the door but could not see anyone. Then he felt his dick being lifted and a buzzer. Fuck he thought, someone is clipping my pubes. The razer stopped and then he felt cool and then a razer on his skin. What the fuck he thought, and then a cold wet rag washed up his pubic area and then the guy lifted his penis and grabbed his balls and shaved the right one and then the left. Drew heard the voice speak. Drew listened and turned around and put his ass through the opening. The guy grabbed his right check and then his left and spread his hole and blew on it and then the voice spoke again, and Drew was told to spread his checks and as Drew did the same clippers and wet feeling and then the razer on his hole taking off the small amount of hair Drew had on his little hole The guy left without saying a word and drew was told put his clothes back on and go to room 11. Drew picked up the little jock and thought fuck these are not clothes and after he was dressed, he went to room 11. Drew left the drink, and a voice came on and it said Drink boy. Drew walked over and slowly drank the punch and then a voice appeared, a different voice and it told drop to climb on the padded hours. There were two spots to put his feet and two spots for his arms to rest and the padded area for his body. Drew felt weird like this, he rested there and unbeknownst to him as he dozed off the guy who saved him came in and strapped his feet and wrist and slipped a blindfold on and drew awoke as that was being fasted on him. He spoke out, hey. What are you doing, this is not what I agreed to and please let me out as he pulled on them trying to get loose! This unknown man who fastened him never said a word but instead chucked little before leaving. Drew was left for 20 minutes, and the punch was relaxing him and then he hard the door. Drew said, who is there, but there was no answer. Then he felt his ass being pulled a part and his hole being blown on and suddenly there was a wet feeling and lots of pressure. Drew said, yea, lets stop that, fuck what are you doing and after a minute or two of protesting he was moaning and ever so often would tell the guy to stop. This went on for five minutes or longer. Then the guy pulled off and slapped his ass which started Drew and then Drew heard the door. He then felt a different pair of hands on his ass spreading his checks apart and then he began licking his hole and driving Drew crazy and his moaning began again. This guy really gave it to Drew, and he was so much better than the first guy, Drew began to push his hips back giving his hole to the man. Then he felt the first man put poppers under his nose and he was told to inhale and then they were moved to the left nostril, and he was told to inhale, and his head was spinning, and his hole wanted that guys tongue more than ever. Then Drew spoke for the first time since the second guy was in the room, he said softly; eat my hole. The guy with the poppers whispered in his right ear, you have to say that louder boy. Drew cleared his throat and said louder, eat my hole please. The guy in his ear said good boy! Drew moaned even louder, and the guy tongue fucked him. This went on for ten minutes and then that guy pulled off and Drew heard the door. He felt the first guys hands on his ass and then it was wet again but not a tongue. Then Drew heard wheels rolling toward him and them something inserted inside him, then a warm feeling and he felt full. The guy left the room with the hose inserted inside him. The longer it was in there the warmer Drew felt and he started to feel tingly all over but especially in his hole, balls and dick. Drew heard the door and then he felt the hose coming out and then a finger slide in and pull out and then a slap on Drew’s ass and he let loose of the chem piss he was storing in his ass and cleaned out his love canal also. The guy cleaned drop up and gave him one more clean water enema and then he licked and tasted Drews hole as he fingered him. Most of the time drew liked it but there was also two times Drew felt a sharp pain and then later a warm sensation. Drew was flying after the chem piss, and the two booty bumps he had taken. The guy stopped play and licking and lubed up Drew’s hole and slide a long skinny dick inside Drew and began fucking him making Drew moan and although he wanted him to stop, he could not say a word. Ten minutes later the guy started breathing heavy and drew said please no and shortly after the guy shoved his dick all the way in and came inside Drew. The guy slipped out and slapped drew on the ass and left the room. Drew caught his breath and figured it had to be over. It was no where near over and the guy who was the expert ass eater came in and spit on Drews ass and pressed his lubed but much thicker dick on Drew’s pucker and after three minute was unable to slide in. He left and Drew thought, fuck that was close and then he heard the door and two sets of footsteps and soon poppers were again put under Drew’s nose and that fat dick was against his ass ring but this time he opened for that big dick and let out a little scream as the dick slowly stretched his cunt. Drew’s whimpers would get louder as the guy started to fuck him with more speed and force. Five minutes later the guys slammed into drew and let out a huge grunt and just kept his dick inside. The other guy rubbed Drews face and throat and coxed Drew into opening his mouth and the guy slide his dick in Drew’s throat and Drew started to suck on the guy as he encouraged him. That’s it boy, suck on that man cock. Open your throat you little whore. Drew hated someone calling anyone a whore but somehow in the moment he was turned on by it. The guy in his ass started to fuck him again and soon Drew was taking it from both ends and neither of the guys lasted long and within minutes the guy in Drew’s mouth shot his load and the guy in his ass followed shortly after and then they both pulled out and left the room. Drew rested but wondered what was next, he still wanted his $500.00 and he knew he deserved it now. His body was tingly still, and he hated that he had let those guys fuck him and cum in him. What the fuck he thought, I am straight, and these guys know it. He then heard the door and he thought for a moment that they would let him go but no, strong hands on his ass and then a fat finger slide in with a shard of T. The guy fingered Drew’s cummy hole and then slide another finger in while Drew was feeling the warm of the Tina, the slide another one up inside Drew and now had three of his fat fingers in Drew which made Drew moan like a bitch. The guy spoke for the first time, good little whore. Open that boy pussy! It felt good Drew had to admit but fuck this is not what he wanted ever in his entire life. Then he heard the guy say, good boy, fuck yourself with my fingers. Drew had his ass pressed back as hard as he could on the guy’s fingers as they slide inside and out. Then the guy pulled them all the way out and before Drew’s hold could close, he slides in the fattest cock. Drew felt so full and tight around that fat dick. Drew lost his breath for a moment. The big guy behind him slow fucked drew for twenty minutes and Drew’s hole loosened the more the drugs took hold, and he soon shot his own load out a his tina dick as it hung off the bench. Neither he nor had anyone else touched his penis. The guy was fucking harder, and Drew’s hole had tightened back up once he shot is load so he was hurting as the guys who his load and instantly withdrew his huge dick and slapped Drew on the ass and said you were well worth the drive. Drew had no idea what that meant but he was just glad it was over and that he had finally cum and drew dozed off for another little nap.- 25 replies
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My record is 17 days when I was owned by my then-Master. What is your record?
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Sub bottom headed to the area looking to see what I can get into, would like to find someone to show me the area
