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Please note, I was inspired to wite this from an earlier post on this site. I have expanded upon it, included some new ideas and put my own interpretation to it. If you like it, let me know as I may write more. Enjoy. This is a guide for superior dom top trans gurls that want to usurp their rights over crossdressing sub sissies. The focus of this will include themes and fetishes such as submission, domination, humiliation, enslavement, grooming, mind control, feminisation, sissification, body modification and thought modification. So, I will tell you the weaknesses and inner desires of sissies, so that you may more easily enslave and own them. If you want an obedient and addicted sissy to serve you, or if you want to know how to become a sissy, read on; 1) Getting a real meeting with a sissy is the most crucial part of beginning their emasculation. Any reference to them being male from the start must be avoided, they are now only to be referred to as sissy, gurl, she and her. The rest comes easy and naturally for the sissy. Most fantasize about being forced into it. They like the risks and are completely aware that it is a slippery slope. Blackmail and domination is part of what they want. On some level, they want and feel they deserve to lose their identity and serve a dominant trans top. More than anything in the world. Any kind of resistance is just part of that the fantasy; Sissies have a desire to be freed from their choice about what you want to do to them. Whilst younger sissies can be naturally more feminine, older sissies who may be married can give you more control over them if you threaten to expose them to their wife. The best sissies are skinnier the better. Degrade and humiliate the sissy in your emails. Refer to the sissy as having a gurly clitty and not a dick like yours. A sissy likes to hear your confirmation they are a gurl and nothing more. This must be done by humiliating the sissy and you can start doing this by complementing her on having a gurly arse. Tell her how effeminate and petite she is and get her to start shaving her body hair if she hasn’t already started. It is essential that you give your sissy a female name as a reminder of who they are. Groom the sissy by telling her how pretty she would look in a skirt and panties. Make the sissy call you Mistress and tell her that he is only allowed to masturbate at pictures of your dick. Make sure she knows that you are going to put a neck collar and leash on her and that you will slap her face with your dick. Any hesitation at this point must be dealt with by telling her that she will be punished if she does not obey you. Try to make it hard for the sissy to back out by insisting on meeting up with them straight away. If you can, their telephone number and home address is good to have to ensure their obedience. SESSION 1: Establish ground rules with your sissy and especially about making her obey you and submit to your will. Get to know you sissy and what makes her tick. Make sure she agrees to trimming her body hair and dressing up sissy gurly clothes for the next meet which should be either at your place or a hotel room. 2) Establishing follow up sessions. This is where sissies may try to get away so it is very important to start as you mean to go on with her. Your second meet with the sissy must get them into their gurly outfit and vulnerable to you. You must be charming and reassuring and to the sissy at first in order to get more and more of your own way of them. My greatest advice here is to ask the sissy if you can record and take pictures of her in gurly dressed mode for your personal collection. In the moment, they will tend to say yes and do it. A simple picture of her in her outfit of a skirt and panties (or better still as sessions progress, on her knees sucking your dick) could well be the key to her entire enslavement. Your power and control over the sissy can be fully established from then on. From then on you only need suggestively say you like the picture and want to send it to her friends if she is reluctant to meet. Record her every time after that to ensure you have plenty of face pics of her being a sexy sissy. During the first meeting, make her cum, be verbal, make them tell you what a bitch they are. Make her promise they will be your sex toy. Make them give you their word they will suck your dick in the next session. This is important, you don’t want to put your sissy off by demanding too much in the first session. So each session must build on the last doing more of what you did with her last time and a couple of new things you didn’t do last time; SESSION 2; Both fully dressed and sissy to be wearing tights, panties, skirt, bra and top. Some rubbing, kissing, oral play (such as rubbing your dick over her face and mouth, pressing her lips with you dick) make sure you both cum on her skirt but you cum first. Now it’s time to introduce homework for your sissy between sessions. Her first task will be for her to practice applying make up and looking pretty. Make sure she buys plenty of makeup for this. Make sure she also has a shopping list for pretty underwear and clothes you want her to wear. 3) Chastity is another way of grooming for gaining control and domination over your sissy. This is better for long term and for training them to be submissive sissy cum sluts. Sometimes sissies have that moment of wake-up and sometimes regret which is especially likely when they finally cum. They will do anything before that moment, but can feel like they went to far once cum. So you must take advantage of that to groom them into doing anything you want. It is important to keep your sissy turned on by keeping their clitty erect but do not let them cum whilst you are still training them. Not allowing them to cum will keep them submissive, turned on, and obedient. Sissies are more likely to do anything you want while they are turned on but less so after they have cum. So you can do whatever you want for however long you want. Make the sissy learn to enjoy their orgasm denial so they feel trapped and needy to be nice to you. If they are resistant to this initially, you can keep pushing it, and just put it on them if you can convince them to be tied up to stop them satisfy themselves without your permission. Start gaining their trust about tying them by tying their hands up for short periods getting longer each time. Forgiveness over permission. Use a chastity device that cannot be removed without a key, which you keep. SESSION 3; Sissy to be in bra, panties and skirt. Make removing her tights and top a ceremony. Make her clitty hard and make her let you put your dick in her mouth with some sucking. Make sure you tie her hands up for at least 10 minutes. Finish by masturbating and cuming on her face then let her cum on her skirt and make sure you tell her that its her reward for sucking you. Homework for sissy; To practice cleaning herself with enemas if she is not already good at doing it. Make sure you give her plenty of how to guides on enemas to read and tell her that she will be tested next sessions. Any resistance to completing her homework can be broken by reminding her of your photo album. At this stage, your sissy can also start growing her hair long or she can get an expensive wig. 4) Training you sissy is very important and the longer you take to do it the better you will transform her into a total obedient slut. Before starting this session make sure she has a proper enema and starts to acknowledge her gurl pussy with your command; “Clean your gurl pussy”. At this point you should not let your sissy cum more than once a week as keeping her horny will keep her wanting more from you. It is important for her to associate her own pleasure with after she has satisfied you. In order to do this you will need to make more use of controlling your sissy’s orgasm and her chastity device. Suggest tying her up both arms and legs this time and get her to agree by saying she will be allowed cum as a reward. Once she is tied up, put on the chastity device so she has no say about it coming off or staying on. Prolonging how long it will be before she cums will make it more intense for her and then there will be much less chance of her regretting anything you make her do for you. When she lets you fully tie her up she has no say with what happens and this will dis-empower her and allow you to properly start her sissy training. You can now start to anally train your sissy to cum without stimulation from her gurly clitty and to eventually cum without being hard. This will be easy now that you have her completely tied up. Teasing around their gurl pussy with your fingers will help. The goal is to have them only cum from anal stimulation. If you have to, make them wait another week if they can't cum without touching their clitty. SESSIONS 4-10; Get your sissy used to wearing pink knee high socks, skimpy pink panties, hand cuffs, ankle cuffs, neck collar and leash. This time make sure you cum in your sissy’s mouth and make sure she swallows you cum. If not punish her by spanking her bum. Stroke her clitty from behind like a bitch so their cock is pulled behind their legs while you finger their pussy. At this stage 2-3 fingers are enough. Make sure she cums with your fingers deep in her pussy. You must now tell you sissy she is only allowed to cum if something is inside her pussy. Homework; Your sissy must keep practicing her enema skills at least twice a week and this time she has to use a medium butt plug in her pussy. She must keep her butt plug inside her pussy overnight for 8-10 hours whilst she is asleep. After each session make sure her butt plugs are getting large in preparation for sessions 11. 5) As time goes by with this regime you will want to introduce more changes to your sissy’s life. These changes will cross the "point of no return" and will keep her as a sissy longer than anything else. They may resist to these ideas, but you can keep pushing it on them and on some level they want it more than anything in the world. Ultimately, it is their choice and you are just bringing their inner sissy from within them. Shaving smooth will make a huge difference in how girly the sissy looks and just keeping her body hair trimmed is no longer good enough. You must encourage the sissy to get laser hair removal all over her body. The final stage will be her facial hair as symbolic act of surrendering her old male identity. Another suggestion would be for your sissy to have her ears and nipples pierced and make her wear a necklace with a “sissy slut” tag that she is not allowed to remove. Making her wear makeup outside is another humiliating way to feminize your sissy in public, such as a trans or gay club. The final step is the one white sissy’s think about the most. They feel it is their destiny and that is a final step to submitting and giving up their ego for humiliation. This includes bareback sex and hormone treatment for your sissy. Make sure your sissy knows that you are never going to use condoms and that she has no choice about this. There are two types, anti-androgen and estrogen. Estrogen will have the most effects, such as face breasts and a submissive tendency. Anti androgen will make them more petite, less muscle, and make their gurly clitty smaller. Tell them they need to look pretty and pleasurable for you and that they are better off this way. Affirm it is who they are on the inside. It is best if you administer the hormones to your sissy yourself at then end of each session. Tell them they can only cum, if they have their hormones. There is research to suggest that hormone pills can be dissolved in a little water and then injected into the anus, the deeper the better. Large syringes can be used for this purpose. Once inside her pussy, her body will quickly absorb the hormones. Only when your sissy has accepted her injection should you let her cum. SESSIONS 11-15; Completely strip your sissy in this session and make sure she is completely tied up. Use her mouth and have her suck your dick until you feel near to cumming. Then get between her legs and start introducing your sissy to the feel of having your dick rubbing her pussy. Rub your pre-cum over your sissy’s pussy and push just the tip of your dick inside her pussy. In every session onwards push more of your dick insider her for longer. Reward her for each bareback session by letter her cum. Make her hungry for more of your dick. Homework, in addition to her other ongoing assignments above your sissy should now be only allowed to cum if she a) has a large butt plug in her pussy and has taken a hormone pill. 6) Enslaving the sissy is the goal. Establish Dominance and always push your sissy to being ever more submissive. This will be easier the longer they take their hormones. Treat them like a sex toy. Your sissy’s pussy needs more than just female hormones to soak up. A sissy pussy also needs cum insider her to soak into her body. A sissy must take bare dick with no protection from the injection. Nothing must block your cum from going deep inside her pussy. Receiving creampies from her Mistress is a sissies ultimate surrender to you. Make sure she knows that this is going to happen to her and that she will be impregnated with your cum and become your breeding whore. This will forever make her your sex slave, submissive and obedient cum slut. As an extra you can save your cum between sessions by freezing it. You can then use your cum during sessions to dissolve some hormone pills. This mixture can then be injected into you sissy’s pussy after you have cum inside her. Make sure before she is allowed home that she then keeps her hips elevated off the bed for a couple of hours so that every drop soaks deep insider her. SESSION 16 onwards; Your sissy should be tied up and she should expect you to cum in her pussy whenever you want from this point onwards. The first time you cum inside you sissy make sure she begs you not to pull out. Make sure she knows you are getting close to cumming. Make her beg and beg for your cum before you finally give it to her. Her first insemination should be with her on her back, arms tied up, legs tied above her head, hips raised up on pillows and with you pounding her pussy. After cumming in her pussy inject her with any cum and hormones and leave her in that position for at least a couple of hours.

This erotic fiction is a continuation of my story, The Broken Jock, that started in the "General Bareback Sex Stories" section that now, at Part 3, seems to belong in this section instead—for reasons you will soon discover. Check out Parts 1 and 2 to see how far this young, gay, safe-sex only, softball player has fallen. Enjoy. The Broken Jock by @ButtB4iGo, Part 3 The next Friday afternoon, Hank texted me. Hank: Hey boy, I have plans for that hot little hole of yours tonight. Be at room 228 at the Folsom Motel at 11. It had been almost a week since Hank fucked me last and I was feeling really horny. I had made plans to meet friends at a Castro bar at 8, but I figured I could excuse myself around 10:30 and head to the motel to get another one of Hank's anonymous fucks. I still don't know what he looks like. Me: OK, sir. -- When I got to the motel room door, the hall lights were dimmed by so many fluorescent tubes being out with one or two flickering. I’m in a horror film, I thought to myself with a grin. But since the typical motel had its hallways outside under the lights of the surrounding city, it actually wasn’t as dark or menacing as all that. I knocked on door number 228. “Who’s there?” I heard Hank say. “It’s me. Adam.” I heard lamps being turned off and then the door opened. “Get on the bed face down, boy. Push down your pants, too.” I felt my way to the bed and laid down on my chest while opening the fly to my jeans. Hank closed the door, came up behind me and helped push my pants down. “Nice white jock, boy. You know what gets my dick hard.” He then pushed his soft leather cod piece against my bare ass. “Let’s get this blind fold on you.” My cock was rock hard in anticipation for Hank to plow my hole again. Did he bring more anonymous used condoms like last time? Hank got on top of me and licked the left side of my face in one long upward lick. “Your going to get some more of ol’ Hank’s cock tonight. Plus, I’ve invited a few friends over from that hook up site, BareBackFuckers.” “Yes!” I didn’t use my inside voice. Hank explained more, whispering in my ear. “I found your profile on that safe-sex only site you are still on, and I took a screen shot of it. Then I went to BareBackFuckers and shared that screen shot with some select tops that I want to see get inside you.” Hank shoved his hand under me to feel my dick. He easily felt the precum I was leaking into my jock pouch. “Fuck, boy! Already leaking. I knew you needed some more raw cock in you.” He continued rubbing my cock head through the cloth as he went on. “I told these select men that safe-only ShortStop91 is now taking all loads. There are two men coming here tonight to fuck and load up your hole while you suck my cock. These guys will only have one mission: to breed that nice newbie hole of yours. Then you’ll get fucked by me. Understand?” I nodded. “Yes, sir.” Hank seemed especially intense tonight, but I wanted it, and Hank knew just how to use me. Hank got up and unsnapped the leather cod piece. He walked around to the other side of the bed and I felt the mattress take on his weight in front of my blindfolded face. His cock was rock hard as he rubbed it on my face and in my hair. His P.A. was cool on my lips when he told me to open up. He pushed his cock in forcibly to the back of my throat and he held the back of my head as I squirmed and gagged on the P.A. “Fuck yeah, jock boy. Take my cock in your throat. I know you can take Phil’s cock in there.” I relaxed my throat to help Hank invade, and I breathed through my nose the way Phil always commanded. Hank said he wanted to skull fuck me before the other men got there. I did pretty well, I think. I tried to forget about the scary P.A. in my throat and just focus on Hank’s cock head. About every minute or so, Hank would push all the way in and keep it there while I gagged. As he pulled out I got some air again, recovered, and opened my mouth to let Hank to do it again. “Good boy, Adam. Let me have that mouth and throat!” A knock on the door. “Who’s there?” Hank yelled. “Ahhhh… I think we’re both from the site,” came from a man’s voice from outside the door. “I’m Coach4Jox and this other fella is…” “Pops9in!” the other man’s voice finished. They must have arrived at the same time. "Come on in, guys." The door opened and I heard the men enter. "Turn on that one lamp, too. I’ve got him blindfolded.” I heard the click of the lamp and shortly thereafter felt a hand feel up my naked ass and another hand in my hair. “Shit! It really is you!” said the man near my face. “I’ve been checking you out on the safe-sex hook up site for two years. Your ass looks so good in that softball uniform pic! I’ve messaged you, too. But I figured you didn't answer because I’m a lot older. I see you at the bars sometimes, too. I have fantasized many times about fucking your gorgeous butt, and I have schemed in my head about how I’d pull the damned condom off without you knowing. I can’t believe I get to finally put my cock in that butt of yours—although I have to admit, a good stealth breeding of your jock ass would have been truly amazing.” As the guy near my head was talking, the other guy was already trying to push his cock into my hole. He was about a quarter way in dry. As Pops9In was taking my hole I realized that I recognize the other guy’s handle from the safe-sex site. Coach4Jox was a white-haired man, mid-60s, who was constantly trying to set-up a fuck date with me with messages like: “I have condoms. I would love to shove my daddy cock into that very nice jock butt of yours.” But, I have had lots of men trying to get in my pants who were hotter than Coach4Jox, so I just never really gave him much thought. Hank pushed his cock back into my mouth and announced to the other men that ShortStop91 is going bareback today and that they should "fuck me up.” “As my handle indicates, I’ve got 9 inches of raw cock I’m going to shove up his 'safe-only' butt.” He kept pushing into me. "Fuck, this hole is tight!” "There’s lube next to you on the bed,” Hank offered. “I brought the oil-based stuff this safe-boy has always avoided.” Hank was playing like I was being offered up for barebacking for the first time to these men. Close enough for me. In my head, I was still in the process of being fully used and violated by my Hank. A man who started fucking me into bareback whoredom only two fuck sessions ago. I thought to myself, Pops9in and Coach4Jox will be men #11 and #12 to shoot their loads inside my hole. “Ahhhhh!” I gasped. With a lubed cock, Pops9in entered my hole. “Nice! We have penetration!” Hank said. The man’s large cock filled my rectum as I gripped Hank’s leather-clad thighs. Hank pulled his cock out of my mouth and put an opened poppers bottle under my nose. “Take a good hit, boy.” I took about six hits as the cock inside me pushed in some more. I felt the inner tingle and static from the poppers. “Mmmmm,” I moaned as Hank pushed his P.A. and cock head back into my throat. “He’s lit,” Hank said. “Go ahead and try to fuck him now.” “He’s really tight,” the man said. “Take my cock, son. And no fucking rubbers, safe boy. This is raw cock inside you. This is what taking a man’s cock is supposed to feel like. Damn, I’m all the way in.” The man, Pops9in, bucked so that his cock head nudged the deepest part of my hole. “Oh, yeah. Fuckin’ sweet hole here. Can’t fuckin’ believe my luck today when you messaged me.” He then started fucking in long strokes. Grunting and telling me to take it. Telling me that I loved raw dick now. “And my cock is not pulling out until every one of my fucking sperm is inside your young" —thrust— “jock” —thrust— "butt.” “Do it!” Hank’s cock got extremely hard in my mouth as he watched the man fucking my ass. “Let me see you shove that poz cock up that jock ass. Fuck that neg jock ass.” Was that just hot talk? Did I hear Hank say “poz”, “neg”? It began to sink in how Hank might be violating me tonight. All the years of getting fucked with condoms to avoid HIV infection, and was it true? Was I getting fucked bareback by an HIV positive top? Was it just fantasy talk? Hank held the poppers under my nose again, and I surrendered. “Yeah boy, take another hit. Poz9Inch wants to load up your hole tonight. Take his poz cock and let him load you up.” I realized then I had originally misheard the handle on the man whose huge cock was now pistoning in and out of my hole, a poz cock without a condom. The poppers had taken over my head, so I gave in. Hank put his hard cock back in my mouth and told me to suck on the head. A wave of poppers-induced electricity went right to my groin and asshole. I found myself using my mouth and my ass muscles to milk the two cocks that were inside me. I was going to knowingly have a raw anonymous poz cock unload inside my ass for the first time. Once Poz9In heard his HIV status revealed to me, he started fucking rougher, grunting as he landed his cock head deep in my hole. “Fuckin charge that hole, man,” I heard the Coack4Jox say. “Breed that safe-only ass!” “My pre-cum has been lubing him up for the last 15 minutes, so this neg jock is getting it already. Might as well load ‘em up.” I heard the men wickedly cheer as Poz9in was building up to unload inside me. “Do it, man,” said Hank. “Unload in his hole, he’ll take it. Won’t you, boy.” I nodded. “Fuck yeah, kid. Here is comes.” Poz9in made guttural grunts as his cock shot his warm toxic cum into my rectum. “Yes! There is it boy. All my sperm having a party inside your hole right now. Ah! Ah! Fuck! Yeah! Let me fuck that in.” Poz9In fucked me hard for about a minute. His cum was so battered in my hole that I could feel some of it leaking down my nut sack and into my jock. “Fuck!” I cried. “Fuck!!!” “That’s it, boy,” Hank coached into my left ear. “Take the man's poz load, Adam. I knew you’d be a good submissive boy for me tonight.” Poz9in pulled out of my ass and I felt the cool air of the room on my exposed jock-strapped ass. My legs had been kicked wide apart by him as he bred me, maniacally trying to shove his cock as far in as he could. I felt completely open as the white-haired old man got in place between my legs. Coach4Jox entered me quickly and began hammering his good sized meat into my cum-slicked hole. He fucked in and out of me as he talked. “Fuck yeah! For so long, I’ve fantasized about doing this to you, Adam. Maybe you haven’t noticed, but I’ve stalked you at your softball games and watched you get drunk at the bars, hoping you’d get wasted enough to need someone to walk you home. I’d imagine promising you that I’d wear a condom if you’d let me fuck you. Thinking about how I could use a condom and wait until you’re passed out drunk on your bed to rip the condom off and slide back in, stealth pozzing you when I unload shot after shot of my toxic cum inside that young jock butt of yours.” Coach4Jox kept fucking my hole and promising me another poz load as Hank, listening to the man’s perverted confession, climaxed. “Damn! I’m cumming in your mouth, boy! Open up that throat.” I let Hank’s cock head into my throat again and immediately felt the warmth of his sperm in my throat as I swallowed. I took Hank’s load like he was a familiar lover. He kept his dick in my mouth as he watched and listened to the old man fuck me. Hank pushed my head to the bed hard. “Now’s your chance, Coach. You’ve got him passed out on the bed now. Fucking stealth that young jock ass. Fucking breed that neg hole with your poz cock." “Fuck! Here it comes, you fucking neg shortstop tease," Coach4Jox said. “Take my load up your sweet butt for good.” Coach4Jox unloaded a hot torrent of poz cum into my hole. The men celebrated my violation with profanity and slaps on my ass. The old man pulled out of my ass and told the other men to look at my hole. “Fuck! This is what two poz loads up a hot young bubble butt looks like. Poz9in added, "Fucking hot jock boy, getting knocked up by anonymous men like that.” He slapped my ass. After the rustling sounds of men getting dressed, Hank said, “Thank you, gentlemen, for helping me out tonight. This was a safe-only boy who submitted fully to me only recently. As far as I know you two are his first poz loads. I am hoping to get him introduced and used at the bathhouse soon, and I think tonight should ease that transition.” I could hear, “sure thing, man” and “anytime” from the outside corridor. With the door open, I could feel the cold San Francisco air on my wet asshole. I heard Hank put keys on the night table by the bed. “Check out’s at noon. You can stay until then, if you want. You were great tonight, boy. Let’s consider meeting up again mid-week. I’ll text you.” My violation would continue. “Yes, sir.” “That’s what I like to hear. Keep that blindfold on for five minutes!” I heard the door close and listened as Hank’s footsteps faded. I fell asleep in that position: facedown, bare assed, legs spread. My asshole felt wet, open, used and empty. I slept soundly, dreaming only of sex. I wanted more. Edited July 31 by drscorpio Put a link to the first 2 parts in 37

So my Owner has told me He wants me to serve multiple Men that He is getting together for a party. He has warned me that this may fuck with my head afterwards and that i need to think about the ramifications before agreeing to it. i can’t imagine what these might be. Does anyone have any experience of this type of service and thoughts on what the psychological impact on me might be?

Looking back at my experiences as a sub, I was trying to see if there was a moment where I knew, or should have known, that I was a true sub. Not just a bottom but a true sub. When did you know or realize that you wanted to serve a man? For me, it was in high school. I knew I was into guys and had been messing around with some friends by this time. I remember I was at home and I was thinking about how hot all the guys on my team looked in our jockstraps. I was the only one home and in my bedroom so I stripped down and put mine on... it was a little ripe... and started stroking. At this time, we were also studying ancient Egypt and was really into it. I don't remember how or why but I began fantasizing about being a servant to the pharaoh and wanting to prove my devotion to serve him. I imagined myself before him and saying, as a servant, the only thing that I could offer was my cum. I told him that my cum was my offering... I was offering him my essence. I kept this up, imagining he was pleased at my offering. When I finally came, I fell to my knees. In the back of my mind, I knew then that I wanted to serve a man. For a while, I would put on one of my used jockstraps and recreate this in my bedroom. It took me a while, but I finally realized that I was and am a cuntboy... those details I've shared here before.

I was 18 years old, blond nice body and my second friend and I knew each other just for about two days. I had met him in a gay bar. In this gay bar there were older guys only, apart from one, a mid 20's guy. I sat in a corner alone. Suddenly guy who's name was Rich came over and asked me if I wanted to chat with him. He was crisp, looked quite good but a bit rude. Nevertheless we chit chatted until late that night. Rich made looked me in my eyes all evening and was flirting heavily with me what others in the bar had also noticed. The barman said that I would probably not find someone hotter that evening. I really wasn’t up for having sex at all. Actually I was only looking for a real boyfriend. My first time wasn’t long time ago and I did not want to rush into something too fast. I had had many coffees so that I had to go to the bathroom quite. leaving Rich alone while I was in the restroom. When I returned from the restroom he said "You go back to sleep with me tonight," and I just said "if you say so." I was a little confused about myself. He said "I live around the corner. I also have a guest room and a couch. You don’t need to have any fears." We went out from the pub into a small nightclub around the corner. He ordered two vodkas for us. I did not even like vodka but drank it reluctantly. Again and again he ordered additional vodkas for us and I was really drunk in short time and ran to the bathroom every ten minutes or less. Eventually, he followed me without realizing it. I was pissing within a cubicle when I felt like someone turned a penny to unlock the door and entered. I totally startled and looked behind me. It was Rich. He grabbed me in the waistband of my pants and squeezed my ass. I was a bit shocked but also felling really horny and too drunk that I was not defending myself. I noticed that he had a boner and rubbed it against my pants. He turned me around abruptly and kissed me deeply and intimately. "Well, now we both go to my house, you can hardly walk and then have a sleep." I had a bad feeling about this. But the kiss was so hot and I was really horny at the moment. So I followed him out of the club without any comment and ran behind him like a dog. When we arrived at his apartment I felt so bad that I had to lie down. Rich sat down next to me and started kissing me intensely and showed all his tongue deep into my throat. It made me even hornier as I already was. It was not long before he took out his stiff cock and held it directly in front of my mouth. Instinctively, I took it into my mouth and gave him a blowjob that made his cock even harder. "I want to sleep with you now," he said. I was also so horny that I really wanted to sleep with him this night. He went to the bathroom and came back with condoms and this one time we slept with each other safe. It was bombastic to feel his huge cock inside me. The next morning when I left, we exchanged numbers and I drove home for school. Just before arriving at home, my cell phone rang. It was Rich "I could not wait. I think you're so sweet and I want to see you again tonight." I didn’t know what to say. I was flattered. So we arranged to meet that evening. Since I had not shaved my ass and I had heard, that guys love a shaved smooth ass I shaved my ass for Rich. In the evening I went to him and he greeted me at his door with hot kisses. Arm in arm we went into the living room and fell onto the couch. Immediately he had his hands in my pants and my cock had reached a considerable size. He noticed that I had shaved my ass crack when he fingered my ass but all of a sudden he stopped fingering me. Rich gave me a glass of champagne and a glass of vodka and we drank. How much, I do not know anymore. We cuddled, kissed, and drank a lot more and I really got drunk. Then he got up and put on a porn dvd. It wasn’t really my taste: young slim guys my age being fucked by old guys. Rich asked me: "hey does it turn you on?" Me: "I do not know. Probably not. Don’t you have something else?"He:". No, but we can rent one for your tastes, "He jumped up, grabbed me by my arm almost roughly and dragged me to the door. I could just get my jacket and on we were on the stairs. We walked about 5 minutes and came to a gay video store. We went inside. Actually, I did not want to borrow a porn. I just wanted to spend another evening with Rich. He was immediately welcomed by the friendly staff. He probably had borrowed porn there before. We looked at the films, but honestly there was nothing really for me. Eventually, he said: "I have a better idea. We look inside the cabins for a better porn film. They have cabins here. It’s probably quite nice." I did not even know what he meant. We walked through a door into a dark hallway with different doors and he pushed me into a cabin and started a movie. He pulled out a bottle of vodka out of his jacket pocket and offered it to me. Since I was already quite drunk, I continued to drink. The film in the cabin was very similar to the one at his home. Older guys fucking young boys, nevertheless, my cock was stiff. The situation in the cabin turned me really on. Rich had already taken out his long cock and jerked himself stiff. He held it in front of my mouth and I blew him. Just like the night before. Rich moaned and groaned louder and louder. I noticed that his cock twitched and that he would probably come soon. He pushed my head down on his cock and commanded with a rude tone: "Today I want you to swallow my cum, bitch. Yesterday was cuddling and today I take you hard and rough. "I wanted to defend myself and did not want to swallow but his dominating tone turned on even more. He simply thrust his cock into my mouth and pushed me down on his tail. I reflexively swallowed all his cum. The taste was really good. "Well, did taste well?" He asked immediately. I replied: "Yes, it was not bad at all." We watched the porn again. His cock was soft again and mine stood like a rock. I jerked mine and watched the porn with interest. In between he handed me the bottle of vodka and asked me to drink more. Something was wrong though. I was slightly high and suddenly I felt really horny. He held me a small bottle under my nose and my cock almost exploded. I was totally horny immediately and I reached for the bottle again. He said: "I have something much hotter here for you. You'll like it. But, I want to fuck you here! ". I was already more than horny and I offered him my ass. He licked my asshole and fingered me. Suddenly he slipped something into my ass. Something like a suppository but I didn’t know really. I felt hot and cold at the same time and I was too horny. I groaned out loud, every time when he stuck his finger in my asshole. "I fuck you now, and this time I’ll cum in your ass" "No, I cried. I will not." He commanded."Sure, you’ll want it. I want you to be fucked by me naked and not only by me." I did not know what happened to me. He held the little bottle back under the nose and rammed his bare cock deep in my tight hole his balls slapped against my ass. I groaned and tried to push him out and still let it happen to me. He fucked me very long and hard and in between he held the bottle under the nose. I almost exploded. I could hardly keep still. "I now inject into you, he moaned," and already I felt his warm cum squirting in my bowel. I could not believe it, that I could be fucked in a porno cinema from an almost unknown. I still moaned with lust and wriggling my ass towards him. I wanted him to fuck me again and in short he blew his cock again. But he was no longer stiff. He said: "You want to be fucked again," I replied, "Yes, fuck me again. It was so cool." Again, he held the bottle under my nose and said: "Now look to the right. There's a hole." Only now I noticed that there has already tail looking through the hole. Had someone watched us for the whole time me being fucked? "I want that you are fucked now - from everyone here" He pushed me towards the cock. "No, I do not want." But I was really turned on by his dominant commands. And again he gave me the little bottle and pushed me against the wall "I want that you to be fucked from everyone here. You need com in your asshole from everyone. "He fingered my ass and blew my cock until I almost had to come. Then he pushed me to the wall. The cock had touched my ass and he told me: "I can tie you up and leave. Here is a room with a sling." I did not know what he meant. It just sounded dangerous. I wanted to be fucked in this moment only. I was so horny for a cock and let him push me on to the other cock. My already open hole could easily be penetrated. "He will just fuck you and cum in your cunt" Rich fired at me. I was in a trance of the booze and the chems, that I could not defend myself. I let fuck me and did not know by whom. I felt that Rich opened a hatch on the other side of the cabin and another cock appeared. Rich asked, "Do you want to fuck you even let this dick?" And held the little bottle under my nose. I replied "yes, I do. I want them let me fuck. The whole night, "and regretted that statement somehow. The guy fucking me came quite fast and quickly pulled his dick out of me. Rich grabbed me by both arms, I turned to the other side and he pushed me against the wall onto the next cock coming through the hole. I let the cock in my ass and the guy fucked me while panting. "You are my whore now," said Rich. I felt really well being used as his bitch riding cock after cock. It was simply great that night to have these unknown cocks in me. Rich repeated this cock riding game for the whole night. The cum ran down my legs. Again and again he gave me the poppers and gave me vodka to drink. I could hardly hold out yet. Later the night he said "Now you have enough, you are a real pig. We go home now and tomorrow you can show me again what kind of a slut you are."

Elsewhere in the forum I was talking about men who place themselves in long-term chastity and surrender the key to a Dominant. The Dominant denies the submissive the ability to touch his own cock and have a penile orgasm at any time unless the Dominant expressly allows it—and that time sometimes never comes, depending on the arrangement and the intent. The Dominant may intend simply to demonstrate his continued control of the submissive by allowing the orgasm only after a show of reluctance or as a show of generosity. On the other hand, the Dominant may withhold it altogether in a much deeper bid for control of the submissive's sexuality by training the sub to transfer his origin of orgasm from his penis to his anus and/or prostate. Either way, orgasm denial is a potent expression of control and a classic example of Power Exchange. Orgasm denial isn't my thing—forced orgasm is, and though the control that exhibits is different, it still touches the same need within a submissive mind. The thing we all have in common is that we find an inexplicable fulfillment when a Man exerts control over us by using us sexually, and we are willing to give those Dominant men the ability to do what they want. Indeed, many of us see it as a duty. I do. It's a good thing we do. Generally speaking, the kinds of things Dominant men enjoy doing to us submissives are not normally considered acceptable practice in the world of plain old vanilla sexual relations. This symbiosis-of-sorts scratches a mutual itch. The Power Exchange that voluntarily takes place allows Dominants to exercise their aggression and submissives to feel controlled. Usually. There is, however, a point that I sometimes think gets lost among Dominants who get involved in Power Exchange, particularly those who are on the milder fringes of it, or who are less experienced. This is an exchange, which means it goes two ways. Two givers, two getters, and the exchange has to be more or less equivalent. Now that sounds a bit odd, given the nature of the thing; you've got a guy who basically says, You can have/do whatever you want with me and another guy who says You get no say in what I'm going to do with you and I'm going to take what I want and both of them sign off on this because that's essentially what the whole thing is about. Except there's some fine print at the bottom of the first guy's statement, so if you read it all, he says, You can have/do whatever you want with me but you have to do it on a regular basis because this is something I need and I'm trusting you to fulfill it. This is important. Human beings have a set of fundamental basic needs that must be met, laid out by Abraham Maslow in his Hierarchy of Needs. Maslow places the need for sexual expression at the most fundamental level of human need, and it is the building-stone upon which other aspects of the whole person rely, including such things as self-esteem, sense of belonging, and interpersonal relationships. The submissive, in the act of sexual submission is attempting to meet this core physical and psychological need. When a Dominant accepts a submissive's submission in a formal way, for instance in becoming the keyholder for the submissive's chastity, the Dominant has then physically deprived the submissive of the ability to obtain physical sexual release, and has made the submissive dependent upon him in both a physical and psychological way. The submissive can no longer provide for his own needs. The Dominant benefits from this arrangement, obviously, by having the freedom to act upon his Dominant, aggressive impulses to exert control over another man, to revel in the feeling of power that results when he freely violates what would otherwise be an inaccessible part of the submissive's sexuality. The submissive benefits from the feelings that ensue from being controlled, humiliated, violated, used—or conversely, from the sense of being able to provide something of value to someone (this is the case for me). The problem is, the Dominant is not constrained; the submissive is. The submissive is entirely dependent upon the Dominant for meeting his continuing need for sexual expression. If the Dominant says, "That was fun, now don't touch yourself for a month" and the submissive hears nothing from the Dominant again for an entire month, and then the Dominant says, "Yeah, I've been busy, I'll get back to you in a couple of weeks" what we end up with is neglect. The Dominant has left the submissive with no means (short of abandoning their agreement or ending their relationship) of meeting his basic need. The Dominant, on the other hand, suffers no such handicap, and may in fact be fulfilling himself in other ways—or with other men—to the degree that he forgets about the submissive. This is not acceptable, any more than it would be acceptable to leave a fish in an aquarium and not feed it for a month. Dominants take on a Duty of Care when they agree to Dominate a submissive in an ongoing fashion like this. "Care" may seem an ironic term considering what the Dominant may actually do to the submissive, but the point is that the Dominant must use the submissive on a reasonably regular basis if he wishes to continue to enjoy the benefits of having a submissive to use. Even if the Dominant's libido is at a low ebb, the submissive's needs still need to be attended to even if only in some nominal way. I have served many Dominants, in many different situations. No two have treated me the same way. Each of them has taught me something different about submission, and I owe much to all of them. But none of them has ever really exercised his Duty of Care toward me. So I encourage all Dominant Tops to give careful consideration before you agree to working with a submissive, that you understand what your duty is, and that you do it.

Relative to some other stories I have read here, this one is going to seem rather ordinary, but for me at the time these events were not. This is a true story. After these events, I continued to live a normal, hetero life while submitting to my darker hungers whenever called upon to do so as I have up to this day. I was 19 and in my second year at university. I was a shy, introverted sort of guy (still am) but masked it effectively and, as a result, moved easily between tribes first in high school and later at the university I attended. I was tall, 6' with long, dirty blond hair and a dry, muscular physique. I was successful with girls largely on the strength of my ability to charm just about anyone. I was working my second year as a hotel clerk in a very large downtown hotel in the center of the city. My boss was a very handsome and sophisticated guy, 33 years old, guy who lived an openly gay lifestyle with a rich lover. I certainly had no issues with his sexuality and just enjoyed working with him. Over time, along with other staff, we began to hang out. Going to bars both straight and gay to drink and dance in the early hours of the morning after our shifts had ended. In those days, I was living with my girlfriend from high school (we'd been dating for three years) who was attending a college in the same town. Jon, my boss, asked me if I could help him move some furniture from his parents place in a nearby city to his lover's house during an upcoming weekend. I spoke to my girlfriend about it and she thought it was fine. She would just go home to visit her parents that weekend. The drive up to his parents' place in the rental truck was relaxed and easy. We arrived just after lunch and quickly got all his stuff loaded and secured in the back of the truck. We then headed to the hotel where Jon checked us into a twin bedded room before we went to get some dinner. In a gesture of gratitude, Jon treated me to a great steak dinner with wine and then drinks on the outdoor terrace before we headed back to the hotel for the night. I was feeling the booze but still wanted to smoke some weed before going to bed. Once in the room, we watched a bit of TV and I asked Jon if it would be okay if I smoked a joint on the balcony. He told me it was fine and I got my kit and rolled myself a joint before heading outside. Enjoying my toke in the warm summer breeze I quickly felt the buzz come on to me and after finishing my joint, sort of stumbled a bit as I entered the room again with a wide grin on my face. Jon just laughed and told me I looked pretty stoned. I told him he was absolutely right. Awkwardly, I pulled my t-shirt off stumbling and hitting the side of my bed almost falling over before managing to get it all off. I then kicked off my sneakers forgetting to take my socks off and dropped my shorts leaving my boxers on. I then layed down on top of the bedspread and promptly fell asleep. I awoke some time later to an incredible sensation. I will still solidly stoned so it took me a bit of time to realize that my boss had pulled my shorts off and was now sucking my cock. I lifted my head heavily and looked down to see him swallowing my entire cock as he sucked on it. He looked up and smiled. I tried to lift myself up but he pressed down on my chest and I relented, enjoying the most incredible sensation I had ever felt. Of course I'd had my cock sucked by my girlfriends, but never like this. Gently, Jon pushed my legs up and began to lick my ass. Again, I was experiencing something sexual like nothing I had ever felt before. Somewhere in my head a voice was telling me that this was wrong, that this was gay, that this was not something I was into. But my body was ignoring that voice with my moans and complete submission the proof of it. Jon then slid up the length of my body and lay on top of me. Again, I tried to lift myself but he easily held me down. He tried to kiss me, the rough, unshaven scratching of his beard against my face a strange sensation. I turned my head away from him but he grabbed my face and held me, his lips hard against mine. I relented and his tongue entered my mouth as I found myself surrendering to his kiss. His tongue was so much larger and longer than that of any girl I had ever kissed. I realized this must be how it feels for my girlfriend when I kissed her. However foggy my head, I was enjoying this and at some point just decided to let whatever happened, happen. I began to respond to his kiss and wrapped my arms around him, surprised at the hair on his back. "I knew you wanted this" I remember him telling me. I moaned in reply as I opened and lifted my legs to him in what seemed a natural response. His hard and substantial cock pressed against my ass as he kissed me while slowly humping against me. He broke the kiss and lifted himself off me. I just lay back with my eyes closed as I felt him leave the bed. I opened my eyes to see him with a facecloth and a small bottle he was wetting it with. A strong chemical smell filled the room. "This is going to help you relax and enjoy yourself more" I remember him telling me as he climbed back on top of me and held the facecloth to my nose and mouth. Initially, I sort of panicked and tried to get up off the bed, but Jon held the facecloth against my mouth and nose while pressing his weight down on me. Stoned as I was, I was not much of a coordinated match for him and as I inhaled, the effect of the poppers rolled over me causing me to slump back down onto the bed. "You like that boy?" he whispered to me as he began to dry hump me again with his big cock. I remember just moaning and feeling overwhelmed by an intense sexual hunger. He continued to hold the facecloth on my face with one hand as he lifted himself and spat into his other hand several times, spreading his spit on my asshole. The sensation was incredible and I would rock my ass to meet his slick hand. When he slid first one wet finger then another into me I responded by trying to fuck his hand. The poppers were providing a relentless rush and I could feel my heart pounding in my head. Jon spat into his hand several more times and then I felt the heat of his cock at my asshole. I inhaled deeply as I surfed on a wave of sexual hunger. He gently pressed himself into me, resting his weight on my hips. I felt a stab of sharp pain as his swollen cock head slipped in past my anus. I could hear him spitting and thick gobs of spit hitting my ass and balls as he continued to push himself into me. He grabbed my hips and lifted me thrusting forward at the same time. I gasped and cried out. He pressed the facecloth onto my face, holding it there as I inhaled the fumes as he slowly began to slide his cock in and out of my hole. In my drugged state I came to an immediate realization. I wanted to be fucked, I loved being fucked, I needed to be fucked. I responded to his considerate motions by lifting my ass to meet his cock. "You like that cock inside you boy?" he asked softly. "Yesssss" I replied the word trailing off to a sigh. He stopped moving and I groaned as he removed the facecloth from over my mouth and nose and again sprinkled it with poppers before putting it back on my face. I inhaled deeply and lifted my ass to feel his cock slide into me. "You're a fucking whore boy" he hissed. Those words seemed to set off a hidden circuit in my brain that electrified my entire body and I moaned loudly as the full meaning of them sunk in. Jon seemed to pick on this and began fucking me harder and faster, thrusting more deeply into me. His eight inch cock was now sending jabs of pain through me each time he bottomed out into my hole. The pain was somehow pleasurable to me and I wanted more of it as I hungrily tried to ram against his thrusts. "What a fucking slut" he continued as his fucking grew harder, more brutal. I responded by moaning and inhaling deeply from the poppers soaked facecloth. Fuck, I could not get enough of the sensation of his cock inside me. He began fucking me faster now, ever harder, ever more brutally. "I'm going to cum inside you bitch. I'm going to breed your faggot hole slut, I want you to beg me for it, beg for my seed you cum slut" he hissed as sweat began dripping of his face onto my chest. "Fuck me" I moaned. "Cum inside me, please" I begged. "Cum inside me, cum inside me, please, cum inside me, cum inside me..." I kept repeating as I struggled to meet the hard thrusts of his cock into me. "I'm going to seed you bitch and I then I will own you, I will own you completely, do you understand me whore?" he continued as I began wincing with each painful thrust into me. "Do you understand bitch!" he yelled. "Yes....yes.....I under....stand....owned....you own.....me.....please....cum inside me....own....me" I answered to the rhythm of his thrusts. He growled and slammed into me then held his cock deep inside me as he began to fire his load into me. He gripped me by the neck and began to squeeze, choking me as he trust again, shooting more of his seed into me. Between the poppers soaked facecloth and his choking I began to feel the room slipping away from me. He slammed once more into me and I felt like I was peeing then felt like I was blacking out. A moment later I was coming back again from the darkness. Jon had removed the facecloth and now rested the full weight of his body, moist with sweat, on top of mine. He put his hand around my throat again and squeezed gently. "You liked that didn't you whore" he whispered softly then kissed me. "Yes, I liked it" I replied, my voice betraying the exhaustion of what I had experienced. He squeezed my throat a little harder. "I own you now. You are my whore and my slut and you will learn to do whatever I want, whenever I want it. Are we clear?" "Yes, we're clear." I replied in resignation of what I had accepted I had become. He released my throat and lifted himself off me, pulling his cock from my ass as he did so. I plopped out heavily and I felt a wetness leak from me. Jon reached between my legs and scooped up some of the cummy filth and brought it to my lips. I opened my mouth and he gave me his slime covered fingers to suck. In that final surrender I knew I had truly accepted to engage upon that downward path the destination of which I could not yet know.

my brother is a little over a year younger than me (14 months to be exact) When He was a freshman n high school, i was a sophomore. But He was awesome, bigger than me, gorgeous, fabulous bod, self-confident, girls fell over for Him and i secretly worshiped Him. He was a real jock -- football and wrestling. one night, we are sitting around the dinner table, Dad, Brian and me. (This was after my mom had discovered the "relationship" between Dad and me and had split, with my little sister.) Anyway, Brian was complaining that His girlfriend of the moment would not put out; not even suck His cock. He complained of blue balls. Dad offered advice" "You should let your brother take care of that." Brian was stone faced, just stared ahead. Dad continued, "josh gives great head." "I'm not gay," Brian said. "A man's not gay because a guy gives him head, "Dad advised. :A man needs to get off. No real man should have blue balls. If some bitch won't take care of that, then a real man uses a guy to get off. Don't make you queer," Brian was unconvinced, protesting still. Dad turned to me. "josh, take care of your brother," He instructed. i got up, went around to where Brian was sitting, knelt before Him and pulled down His shorts and took His gorgeour cock in my mouth. Brian started to protest, but quickly calmed down as i went ot work giving Him a world-class blow job. Brian shot an unbelievable load and i swallowed every drop. "Holy fuck!!" was all He could say. And that was the beginning. Soon, i was taking care of Brian's morning wood every day, and giving Him head at night if His date was not putting out. After a few weeks, Dad instructed Brian that it was okay and not gay for Brian to fuck me, as Dad had been doing. Soon, Brian was telling His buddies on the football team about me and offering my services, especially as a reward after a great practice or after they won a game. i would report to the locker room after the practice or after a game, and lick their sweaty bodies, give them head, and few of the would fuck me. Even after football season, as a favor to His buds on the team, Brian would send me over to one of their houses to get fucked. i would just show up at this dude's house and say that Brian had sent me, and the dude always seemed to know what i was there for. After the football season was over, Brtian wrestled and Brian made sure that i got to "know" the guys on the wrestling teams like I had gotten to "know" the guys on the football team. In His Junior year, Brian was elected Captain of the Football team. And in His Senior year, Brian was elected Captain of the Wrestling team. i, of course, was happy to have done my part. my only regret is that Brian didn't play more sports.

Jeff and I have been friends since high school. You could not find two guys who are more different than we are. Jeff is 5’9”, 250 pounds, pudgy, bearded, quiet, a big fan of pornography, but with little dating or sexual experience. I on the other hand am 5’11”, 170 pounds, with spiked blonde hair, a motor mouth, with little interest in porn but big interests in dating and sex. For the past ten years, Jeff has been content to listen to all of my stories about the numerous female conquests I’ve gathered up from college and work. Jeff would then usually comment that most of his evenings were spent jerking off while watching Ashlyn Gere or Christy Canyon films. With my wit, it’s easy to mock Jeff about his lack of pussy. He’s usually a pretty good sport about it. Once or twice a month Jeff will come and visit me for the weekend. Most of our time is spent watching hockey, going to the movies, or dueling at video games. This past January, Jeff was over and we decided to spend most of the day playing video games. Now, aside from his lack of sex, Jeff is also pathetic when it comes to video games. I had managed to thrash him in basically every game we had played. Trust me, they weren’t even close! He’s also not a very good loser. And, being a typical guy, I had to send quite a bit of verbal mocking his way. “Ok wise guy,” Jeff finally said, “Let’s make a bet on who wins the next game.” “Sure thing,” I said. Jeff continued, “Fine. The winner gets to name their prize.” We shook on it. My mind was already thinking money. “Good,” I said. “If I win I want $50”. “No problem,” Jeff said. He took a long pause and added, “But if I win, you have to give me a blow job.” “What!” I was shocked. A few times in my life the thought of sucking a guy’s dick had crossed my mind, but it was the furthest thing away today. “That seems a bit extreme.” Jeff played it cool. “Hey, you shook on it…but if you’re afraid you’ll lose…” Now, I never back down from a challenge so I added, “Not on your life. Let’s get this bet going.” After all, I was riding a terrific unbeaten streak. The fates must have suddenly aligned against me though, because fifteen minutes later…I LOST! So, there we were sitting in my living room. For the first time all-day I was silent. Jeff, however, had a smug grin on his face as he got up and closed the blinds to my windows and patio door. As I sat on the floor, I was so stunned that I paid little attention as Jeff pulled off his shirt and began removing his shoes and socks. It was the sound of his zipper that snapped me out of my trance. Shocked I looked over to see Jeff slowly dropping his blue jeans around his ankles. He had a very hairy body with a fairly large beer belly hanging over his tight white jockey shorts. My eyes were caught somewhere between the large bulge in his shorts and that permanent smile that was plastered across his lips. “Ok,” Jeff said. “I’m ready to collect on our bet.” As he said this, Jeff stepped out of his jeans and pointed to the ever-growing bulge in his drawers. Staying low to the floor, I crawled over in front of Jeff. It was a slow crawl because I hoped that any second Jeff was going to say, “Gotcha! I was just kidding.” The actual words that came out of his mouth were, “You’ll need to remove those on your own.” Pointing to his only remaining piece of clothing. There were butterflies in my stomach as I kneeled in front of Jeff. I shakily reached up and began sliding his underwear off. I only got them a few inches down before his hard cock managed to get hooked on the strap. I adjusted the tension on the band and managed to get them down to his feet, thankfully without actually having to touch his cock. The thought of his dick being in my mouth was a little more than I could fathom. I spent a long time looking down at the carpet and Jeff’s feet. Unfortunately, Jeff didn’t feel like backing out. When I looked forward, I was only inches from a thick bushel of dark pubic hair that was surrounding Jeff’s enormous cock. It was rock solid and pointing due north about 8 inches. Like Jeff, it was fat! The head was pink and growing larger with each passing second. Underneath his cock were two monster balls hanging low. Long moments of silence passed. “Well,” Jeff said. “You’re not going to back out are you?” “No,” I said quietly. “Good.” Jeff’s cock gave a couple eager twitches as he purposely tensed his muscles. "Because I need to blow my load." His eagerness was really starting to scare me. “But I’ve never given a blow job before," I nervously got out. “I know,” Jeff said. “I’ve had to listen to you brag about all the girls who’ve sucked your dick all these years. Over and over, that’s all I’d hear. It pissed me off because the only action I was getting was when I jacked off. Well, this is my chance to shut you up, because my cock’s going to be crammed in your mouth.” He reached down with one hand and pointed his dick towards my mouth. “You’re probably nervous so I’ll help you out.” With that, Jeff placed his other hand on the back of my head and moved my head towards the tip of his fat cock. As I closed in I decided to simply accept my fate and open my mouth. I was amazed at how hot his rod was as it slid into my mouth. I slowly began moving my head forward and back. It slid a little deeper with each motion. With my eyes closed I could picture the tip of Jeff’s dick sliding further and further down my throat. Jeff let go of the back of my head and instructed me to continue bobbing with the same rhythm. A few minutes passed and I could feel his rigid shaft slick with my spit. The tension was leaving me. I heard a moan and realized for the first time that Jeff was enjoying my work. I decided to open my eyes. I looked up and met his eyes. As Jeff stared down into my eyes he told me, “This is the first blow job I’ve ever gotten. I love the look of my cock in your mouth!” This really made me feel good. I suddenly decided to put a little more effort into my work. Our eyes remained locked as I began slurping on what I began to think of as a luscious tool. I pulled his shaft from my mouth and began licking furiously at his huge nuts. I loved the feel of his balls as they rolled around on my tongue. His smell was deep and musky. I tried to breathe in as much of it as I could. Meanwhile, my hand continued pumping on his long hard length. “Oh god!” Jeff moaned. “Feel like you’re going to cum?” I asked. “Yes,” Jeff managed as sweat began dripping from his forehead. “And I haven’t jerked off in weeks, so if you don’t put my cock back in your mouth I may shoot out an eye!” That was all I needed. I released his cock and immediately jammed it deep into my throat. I began sucking furiously as my hands massaged his wonderful sack. A few seconds later his balls tightened and Jeff’s hips gave a shudder forward. The next thing I knew a blast of hot juice squirted from the tip of his dick. A second and third shot followed and my mouth was filling up fast. Reflexively I moved to pull back but Jeff thrust both hands on the back of my head and moved his pole deeper into my mouth. “I want you to swallow it!” He groaned. “And keep on sucking every last drop right out of my cock!” I did as I was told. My face was buried against his hefty belly. As I continued to feel his tool shoot into me, I moved my hands to his ass and began squeezing tight. “Oh yeah!” Jeff shouted. “Keep sucking! Suck it all!” He has breathing like a marathon runner! His fingers tightening in my hair. I sucked on his cock pulling drops of cum from deep inside of him. The feeling was incredible! A few minutes passed and Jeff still held my head fast on his cock. I could feel his slick tool slowly softening on my tongue. I couldn’t tell him, but I didn’t want him to pull that wonderful dick from my mouth. Sadly, after another minute, Jeff let me go and slid his cock from me. He took a few steps backwards and collapsed onto my couch. His breathing was finally calming down and I could see sweat glistening all over his body. As I got up and moved over to a chair, Jeff reached over to the coffee table and lit up one of his cigars. “Hey not in here,” I said. “You know I hate the smell of those in my apartment.” “I know, but things are going to be a little different around here now,” Jeff said taking a few healthy puffs. “What’s that mean?” Jeff smiled. “Well for starters. Any time you get the urge to brag about getting laid or feel the desire to put me down in front of the guys, just remember that you sucked my cock. It was a fair bet and I can tell anyone I want.” I was shocked! This was not what I needed the other guys to know. But before I could voice my concerns he continued. “Don’t worry though, I won’t.” He leaned back and blew out a long breath of smoke. “But any time I want, you’re going to be sucking on my cock.” His free hand reached down and adjusted his spent tool. Surprisingly this didn’t offend me as much as it would have merely an hour earlier. “I thought this was a one time bet?” Jeff smiled. “Well it was. But damn, Mitch. You suck a great dick! I’d be stupid not to keep this going. Besides, I don’t have to worry about going out and getting a girlfriend anytime soon. Plus, I won’t feel like a loser the next time you brag to me. You can go and get all the pussy you want, go have your dick sucked by as many girls as you can. But when we hang out I’ll always know that you’re the one who’s on his knees worshipping my cock!” Jeff looked triumphantly towards the ceiling and rolled the cigar around in his mouth savoring the taste. "As a matter of fact," he said as he adjusted his cock, "I think I'm ready for another one...right now." Yes, I thought, it sure looked like things were going to be different. I moved forward, opened my mouth, and took Jeff's spent but growing hard dick into me. I could still taste his last load covering the shaft but as I looked his balls were already tightening up, preparing the next delivery. Our bet was over...but things were going to be moving along faster than I could have prepared myself. TO BE CONTINUED...

“What is it, boy?” Even over the cell line his voice is deep, soft. Mesmerizing. “You’re afraid. Admit it.” His voice is soft and urgent. Compelling. “I am.” “What is it you’re afraid of?” My cock throbs with need, urgency. My hand absently caressing the soft hair of my stomach, wandering to my hard, hungry cock. ”Say it, boy. Admit it.” Yes. Now. Say it. ”Of you. Of admitting it to you.” ”Admitting what to me?” ”I’m afraid of what I want.” “Of what you need. This is deeper than want. This is your blood talking. This is who you really are.” “Yes.” Yes. “Of what I need.” So good to admit it. So damn good to say it. “I can give it you. I can take you where you need to be. All you have to do it say it.” Yes. The word is all I can hear, blood rushing in my ears, my hard cock, wet with sticky precum, throbbing. “I need it. Take me, please. Take me.” ”We both need, boy. I can taste your need in your voice. We’ll surrender to it, together. I’m going to take you inside it, going to split you open and we’re going to bathe in it. Do you want that, boy?” “Yesssssss.” The sound slides out of me on its own. Dripping of need. Of hunger beating under my skin. His voice pulling me in, enveloping me, smoke, wrapping around me. Warm. Expansive. My hand slides across my head, across the stubble of my freshly cropped skull. I imagine his rough hands there, guiding me. Caressing me. ”I’ve texted you the address, boy. Come here now. Jeans with no underwear, sandals, a t-shirt. Bring nothing else. Understand? No wallet, no money, no ID. No phone. You’ll pay the cab fare and throw away any cash you have left over.” His voice. So smooth, so knowing. I can feel myself relax into him, into his need. My need. “And boy-don’t shower or clean yourself up in any way. I want you raw. I want to taste your sweat and your fear. I want to taste your hunger for it. For surrender.” My cock twitches with his every word. My blood thrumming under my skin with it, with desire. I can barely breathe. Barely think. God, yes. Jesus, god, yesssssss. you ready for this, boy? Ready to give yourself over to it, to me?” ”Yes.” I hear myself say, my voice a ragged whisper. Urgent, desperate. “Yes, so hungry. Yes. Please.” I say. “I need.”

Before you rush to answer, "When I cum in his ass," let me explain the question. I don't approach fucking as a contest, but as a service. Nevertheless, the act always becomes a test of my ability and endurance versus the stamina, drive, determination, and masculine physique of the Top, including the nature of his cock and his skill in using it. So far (I'm tempting fate here) I've never encountered a cock I couldn't take, but some of the men took more of a toll on me than others. Some men I can help to orgasm quickly and smoothly, but others... At last CumUnion, a man fucked me with such fervor and so much enjoyment that he said at one point, "God, I could do this forever." This alarmed me, because my legs were already quivering from the strain and my inner muscles had just about given out from working his cock. My arms had grown too tired to keep my head from hitting the wall as he pounded me. He didn't stop. He went on and on, and after a while, I realized I had stopped even making any sound, stopped resisting, With each thrust, my whole body shifted forward and back like a sack of grain. His cock had free rein of my insides, churning them up at will. I remember thinking, He won. He's totally beaten me. So this is what happens when you really, actually lose this game. I don't know that he considered it a contest or a game at all. I don't have any idea whether he thought of it as "conquering" me or even realized how completely he had owned me. But I do know that there are Tops who do approach fucking with that kind of aggression. I know it because sometimes the way my sex sounds change instinctively will elicit an abrupt shift in aggression, especially if it seems as though I'm weakening. Then they press home their advantage, sometimes to an extreme. It's at this time when I will often feel a hand creep around my throat, or a hand clamp onto the back of my neck and force it down onto the bed so that I can't move while my ass is pile-driven. I know from my time in BDSM at the hands of Dom Tops. So, my question to all you Tops on here: If you ever feel that competitive, or even just aggressive sense toward the bottom, how do you measure that you've won? I'm sure, for some of you, it's merely that you cum in his hole. But for others, is there a particular moment, sign, sound, movement, look? Are you never satisfied until you've broken him down utterly the way the guy at CumUnion did to me? Let's hear it.

24 year old chub straight lad negative I have gone off woman and now I know that my palace is to serve cock I want my ass to be turned inside out and And forced To be a dirty slag cum dump , i want to be daddy’s whore , boy pussy fucked hard and being whored out being brutally raped by top after top left there Crying and screaming blood and cum gaping out a batterd pussy ,but it’s all about the tops pleasure, genie young lad looking for fun weather that’s vinlla sex or a daddy taking me in to the wold or gangbangs hung tops bath houses yes I know all the risk and I know what I want and and that’s my pussy being used by any cock that what’s me , I know there’s some infected baby’s out there I can’t get rid of but that’s fine I don’t agree with a abortion ??I just really want a baby inside my negative tight boy pussy , it’s my body and also it’s what I was put on this earth for well not me my mouth and ass is put here to take raw cock,to not say no to a breading and to worship the hot guys who can and want to fertilise me Hope I can bend over and be put in my place soon

Heard about this SoCABondage Club (http://www.socabondage.com/) They hold BDSM parties on the same venue where CumUnion happens in LA. BDSM parties happens twice a month, apparently. Anyone has ever gone? There is one this Friday (03/16) and I`m planning to attend. I have been to a CumUnion party at this place and it was just amazing... fucking everywhere!!

As a submission bottom, i occasionally find myself with an aggressive dominant top who wants to push my boundaries. It's usually a fine line between something rape-like and boundary-pushing. The boundaries are blurry: when the first fuck of the night slams in my hole without lube, when aggressive fuck becomes uncomfortable or painful, when a couple men hold me down and my arm or leg starts to lose circulation, getting randomly punched, or getting fucked in my sleep, to name only a few. Recently a really hung man at a bath house could see I was a little tight that night. He lubed me up, put me on my back, and rammed in me. It hurt, but he kept ramming, saying he was loosening me up for other men. If I could take his cock, he told me, I could take any guys cock there. I breathed through the pain, eventually loosened up, and by the time he dropped his load in me, I didn't want him to stop. I was begging for more. Another time, a man has fucked me so hard, it never turned to pleasure. He wanted to inflame my rectum so one one else could use me that night. Some tops think that's selfish, effectively denying a hole to other tops. For a lot of people, these are clearly forms of sexual assault. For me, it's not so clear. These are often some of the hottest scenes for me, even if it can be physically uncomfortable or painful in the moment. I also take my commitment to service as a submissive cumdump seriously. I believe it's my duty (and destiny) to serve men, regardless of my own comfort. To my surprise, I've sometimes even lost respect for men who stop when I've asked them to. I want to be assaulted on some level, which blurs the line of consent. In that sense, I am partly choosing for it to happen, even if I don't make my consent explicit. I think for the general population, consent should be made explicit. But I inhabit a different world, and the rules and mores are different. The dominant aggressive men who assault me (or "push my boundaries") know what they can get away with. They know that even if they leave me frustrated or hurt, the rules are different for us. They can do things to me they can't do to most people. I take it, and eventually, I may even like it.

I've never written in, but thought I would submit a true story...only wish I could live it again...how and when I think I got pozzed. I was living in San Diego at the time - 2001 - 34, single and lonely. My dark side would take me to a leather bar called 'Wolfs' (does it still exist?). And I would go, have a few bud lights and sit quietly in the corner or at the bar. One night in December a very hot man, about mid to late 30's walked up to me and in a sexy accent (Irish or British, I'm not quite sure anymore) asked me if I was alone. I can't remember his name so I'll call him "Dave' then bought me a beer, and then another. As we chatted I told him I had just moved to the area and didn't really know anyone. He looked into my eyes and asked if I did know someone, what would he be like. I smiled and said 'like you, someone that takes control and that I can make happy'. His eyes glinted with a bit of devil and asked if I wanted another beer. After a few more beers and him walking around visiting with friends he asked If I wanted to go back to his place...Hell Yes! He didn't live far, just a few blocks away in a great craftsman style house. Once inside, we quickly got to kissing and getting naked. As soon as I was naked he shoved me to the floor. Being a little drunk, I laughed a bit thinking I fell against his shove. Nope, it was on purpose. Dave stood above me, his muscular, toned body so sexy. His uncut cock was a very good size 8 inch cock, and thick, bouncing above me. Suck my cock he said...and I moved forward on my knees and started sucking.... after a few minutes of me sucking and slurping, him gagging me with his cock he suddenly slapped my face - HARD - open handed...knocking me off his cock. He jumped on my chest and pinned my arms over my head. He hissed at me "You fucking whore - don't ever use your teeth on me or you'll get more" and with that he shoved his cock back into my mouth and started face fucking me. After a few more minutes of me sucking and gagging on his thick cock, he pulled me up and pushed me towards the bedroom. There he told me to close my eyes - and he put a blindfold on me. He then took my hands and as I was bent over the side of the bed, he tied them to the far bed post. As I liked there on my stomach, ass in the air, hands stretched and tied he said "you wanted a guy that takes control, well I'm about to own you....so get ready." He took a bottle of poppers and held them under each nostril as I took a few really deep breaths. then he suddenly pushed into my cunt. Hard, fast and deep. No lube, no warning. As I yelped, he slammed the back of my head with his fist. 'Shut the fuck up cunt, this is your night to be owned'. He took the blindfold off and I could see a mirror on the side of the room which gave a perfect view of him fucking me....and he continued to thrust his thick uncut cock in and out of my cunt what felt like forever. Unfortunately for me, I have a very, very tight ass and it never seems to get looser. After what seemed like forever, I could hear a pounding on the front door. He laughed and pulled his dick out of me, saying he would be right back. My ass was sore and I figured he would be back in a minute after his visitor left. I could hear voices from the living room. After a few minutes, he came back into the bedroom followed by two men I recognized from Wolf's bar. Dave smiled and said "there he is guys, he says hes a good tight bottom that likes to be controlled! " all three of them laughed. Dave spit on my hole and lined his cock back up with my aching hole. The other two men were quickly stripping. Dave said "keep him gagged, he's a moaner". One of the men got on the bed and shoved his cock in my mouth the same time Dave started drilling into my tight hole. It never hurt so good. I though my ass was going to split. I just looked up at the man face fucking me. His hand came down and caressed my cheek and he kept saying "what a good boy". After what seemed like forever, Dave started piston fucking me hard and fast, drilling me deeper than I though he could go. I knew he was going to cum. There were no condoms anywhere and he had never put one on. Had never even let me ask to have on on him. He started bucking into my hole so hard and through clenched teeth "I'm going to make you mine you cunt, I'm going to own you and you wil do whatever I want, when I want...is thta what you want you cunt?" With a cock still in my mouth, I moaned and got out "yes sir"....Dave pumped a few more times and then I could tell he was cumming. Deep, hard, so many fucking times I though it would never end. When he was done, the guy I was giving head to got off the bed and said "well, boy, Dave told us at the bar that he was first with you tonight and then you belonged to the rest of us..." and he went and started to slide his thick cock into my cum filled ass. As his buddy went to get on the bed I asked "he gave me to the two of you?". The guy getting on the bed laughed and looked down at me - hands still tied to the bed post - and said "fuck no cunt. He told everyone at the bar to come breed you tonight...its the night you get filled with as much cum as possible and you become Daves poz cum hole". Before I could gasp in terror, he shoved his cock into my mouth. And it started over. One guy fucking my hole and another filling my mouth with his cock. They kept giving me poppers - thank god - as the men kept coming in. We had gotten to Dave's house about 1 am....and by the time the last guy left the sun was coming up. Dave came back into the room. My hands were still tied, my wrists were bruised. My mouth was sore. My ass had so many loads that there was a puddle of cum on the floor from it dripping down my legs. Dave untied me and said "so how you feeling boy? Still like to be controlled?" Yes sir I whispered. He pulled me up onto the bed (my legs were so weak). and as I lay on my side he slid his cock back into my cum filled hole. "Very Nice boy, and still got some tightness there!" Dave said with a hint of surprise....he fucked me again and after he shot the lasts load into my sore and tired hole, he told me I could go. As I got up, my legs shakey and cum leaking from me, Dave said "whats your email boy? I'll email you next time I want to breed you or watch my friends breed you...and you better respond - Got it?!" yes sir was all I could mumble as I gave him my email. That whole month, Dave must have emailed twice a week telling me when to be at his house for him and his friends. And about twice a week for that whole month I would show up about 1 am and Dave and his bar buddies would just start showing up, taking turns breeding my hole raw all night. Dave would always be first then go sleep in the other bedroom while he whored me out. When the sun came up or the last man left, Dave would come fuck my well filled hole one last time then send me home.... In the second month of being Dave's group fuck toy, I got sick. Worst flu ever. When I responded to one of Dave's 'requests' to be at his house with the news I wasn't feeling well and couldn't make it, he responded back with the name and number of a doctor to go see. I never heard from Dave again. And the doctor was an HIV doctor who said I was seroconverting and that I must have gotten pozzed about a month to six weeks previous...when Dave and his buddies started gangbanging my ass twice a week. True story. And it was one of the best six weeks of my life..... In addition, I've been a very good sub bottom ever since....still single now living in BFE - or Michigan as its known - but always willing to travel and meet new hot dom men that don't mind my history!

New to scene. bb always a fantasy but say no at last minute. How do I find a Dominant who will push limits, nudge, hold the boy for a while, until he gives in to what he really wants. Uses humiliation, stealth, verbal abuse, whatever to slow ly slide in.

I am thinking of the many reasons I like to bareback as a total bottom: I love having anal sex in general, but it is much more pleasurable for me without a barrier. I love pleasing others, and if I feel a man pump cum up my ass, it is proof that I have done so. I love giving control of my body over to strangers for sex; it just feel right that I do it bareback. Servicing a group of men puts me into a whole new level of excitement. My body really revs up when in a group situation, and the more sex I get, the more I want. I crave the feeling I get when men shoot their loads in my ass. It is a big turn on for me. The edginess of barebacking with strangers gives me a real thrill; I never know how big their load miight be, or whether that next load might "convert" me. If I have a night of hard sex, and end up with my ass gaping, and cum dripping from it, I call that a very good night. You will note there is no mention of my having an interest in topping others. The reason is simple: I am a TOTAL bottom. I don't even like other guys to play with my cock. For some people, my not being versatile is an issue. Fortunately, I have been finding quite a few partners who appreciate not having to reciprocate. Imagine having a horny white dude who is only into getting fucked by cocks, toys, and maybe the odd fist; someone complain who won't complain that their "needs" weren't being met by a good cum dump. That is who I am, and that is what I offer.

Anyone get off on worshiping alpha male tops by providing them with gifts/rewards? Gifts because they're a real man, with a big dick and a horny superior fucker?

Reading different stories of bottoms in chastity devices have got me hot and curious. I've never used one before and would appreciate some advice and recommendations on the best types and getting started - duration for beginners, etc. Would also like to hear about it from both those locked up and the lucky key holders. Thanks.

I serve Dominant Tops regularly, usually daily. It's the biggest part of my life, followed by work, friends, and time to myself. For me, serving Dom Tops is more than a hobby. It's an insatiable, uncontrollable desire. It's all I really want. I wish I could somehow be a cumdump full time, to devote myself to serving men all day. But I need a job to pay for rent, food, clothes, etc. Sometimes my desire to get fucked is so strong that I take off days from work to serve lots of men. Or I'll take long "coffee" breaks to serve men in a nearby stairwell, bathroom, or parking garage. My employer notices my absences, and I've been given warnings. It's hard to serve Dominant men on demand and still have time for other things. Some of my regulars get annoyed when they hear that I am busy at work, with friends, or serving someone else. And I sympathize with them. I agree that they should always be my priority. I'd always rather be serving them, but I also know I need a job and I need friends. There just isn't enough time in the day. How do other submissive bottoms, who serve daily, strike a balance? More pics and videos of me twitter.com/cumcunt