My massages with Jim had continued about every two to three workweek. Sometimes the massage was the last thing on my nous, I just wanted him to use me and satisfy his motive sexually with my willing body. A few times I arrived and he had to knead. I would get on my knees and while he would work on his computing device, I swallowed his seed. I found my desire to be used by him had grown and I had started to refer to myself his slut. I told him I was his to use, and he could do whatever he wanted to do to me.

Jim spoke about something new and I would have to expect for it. At that gunpoint I had been fucked by him, jerked and sucked him off. He had shot a few fourth dimension on my face and made me solve it up.

I had missed a few calendar week and was going unbalanced to see him. A Tues night came and I had a late night massage scheduled with him. I arrived, took a shower, and got on table with my face down. He had come out and we chatted like we had always done. Jim was naked now and started to solve on my ass. It always felt dependable, with his signature and my pelvic girdle pushing back against his finger.

He was about to get on the table.
Jim said, `` I need to get more oil from the back room. ''

A few indorsement later he was rubbing the oil on me and into my hole, and I had begun to squirm around.

He slowly got on the table and sat between my legs and worked my low back and ass. Then, as he had done before, he moved up and I felt his shaft sliding on my wisecrack. I noticed I was a little tighter than I had been in the past times, by the difficultness he had pushing into my mess. Jim 's continuity in pushing, paid off. He finally slipped in, but some painful sensation started and it felt really tight as hell. He was moving slow and took his time. My hole finally had opened up more and he went cryptic. I had not remembered him feeling so late before. I relaxed more and my pelvic girdle rode the length of his shaft.

"Wait !"Jim was going deeper and he felt larger, then I have ever felt him before.
I then felt a kiss on my ear, I turn to appear up and Jim was standing at the read/write head of the tabular array. I looked over my shoulder and saw another guy fucking me. He was a young Latin guy.
Jim said, `` Paul is your surprise, hope you like him. ''
I was in XTC with every thrust.
Jim said,"You should enjoy him."He then pushed farther into my hole.
'' Oh my god ! ``

This guy was so big. He was getting larger and he was fucking me with deep retentive stokes. He was stretching my fix, with his thick and XI inch cock. It was at this stage that James put his cock onto my rim and I gladly opened my mouth as he slid down to the spinal column of my throat.

I felt like an accordion being pumped at both ends. Saul of Tarsus the Latin guy, pounding my ass was speeding up and breathing lumbering. This was when I knew he was going to cum. Jim and Apostle of the Gentiles both pulled out and deal lieu. My mouth just opened at the moment Saul of Tarsus shot his huge hot freight - stream after stream. The predilection drove me balmy and increased my desire.

Jim was behind me and had easily pushed into my stretched-out mess. I was getting every drop curtain out of Paul 's rooster, and then he stepped away. My eyes had not fully adjusted to the nighttime since I had my face down in the table. When I had looked up and around the room, I saw two people on the couch watching.

Unsure if I had seen someone watching, I returned my aspect to the cradle. I turned my pass to check as Jim shot his hot consignment deep in my yap and I saw another somebody standing in the mansion house way jerking off.

Realizing that I had been watched, I got hard in an flash and precum was dripping from my cock. I was fucked by two hoi polloi and three others watched me, I never been so reverse on.
I showered and I came out and Jim was on couch, so we talked.

He asked if I was okay with Paul the Apostle and the mass who watched.

Jim said,"I told the hoi polloi about you, did Saint Paul's pecker hurt you. ``

I said,"I feel amazing and it is hot to have citizenry watch me."

He told me they thought I was a hot little male slut and want to invite me to a particular event.
Jim asked,"You open to more surprises ?"
I said,"Yes !"
I was busy again and ineffective to get to Jim 's, but we had chatted on the telephone set. He asked how I had liked it again. Over the yesteryear weeks I was capable to think about it more and more and it really got me hot every time thinking about it.

He said, `` Great, the couple that watched you would like to recognise if you have a trouble being tied up. ''
I thought for a instant and my cock got grueling. I guess my torso had told me the answer.
I replied, `` Sounds hot. ``

He told me, he would be in touch.


writer 's Note : This is another installment of true events of my life story in the past brace years.

LAST theatrical role

This is the end of my gay uncovering stories. It has been a journey for me. I started as a vanilla straight male person and over the past times couplet years I have learned my unfeigned identity. I had been trained to show my straight colors, a submissive slut. My daddy/master tells me what to do, and when to do it. He saw it in me from the for the first time bit we met. He slowly seduced me and led me down this nerve tract. I now eagerly count forward to the next step. It did not take long for me to contact the pinnacle of submission.

The text came during the early part of the week. I was told that I would need to be exempt anytime between Friday and Saturday. I cleared my schedule and had waited to be contacted. On Fri I got the textual matter giving me an name and address and the time to show up. Friday Nox, I arrived at eight o'clock at a home in the middle of a gated community of interests. I sat in my car, and later Jim exited the home to speak with me.

Jim said,"I will need to blindfold you and guide you to a way in the house. Then I will strap you to a weapons platform, are you still set for this."

All that had happened rushed through my pass and I debated my choices with one conclusion.
I replied,"Yes."

I stepped out of my car and walked to the door with Jim, and stood while I was blindfolded. No turning back now, I told myself. We entered and I was guided upstairs and into a room, unable to see so unsure what or who was there. In the room I was told to get undress. I was led to the gist and told to kneel. I felt a weapons platform type of construction in nominal head of me. It was large and covered in a soft mantle eccentric of material. My deal were pulled and I was stretched over this object. Then my hands had leather straps wrapped around them and buckled. I then felt my legs facing pages and strapped down.

My substance was racing and pounding hard, I may birth bitten off more than I could masticate. I laid there for maybe XV minutes when I heard the doorway open. I heard music coming from another component part of the house, and interpreter. I heard raft of voices, all whispering. I felt the presence of mortal standing next to me, it was Jim.
Jim said,"We are going to come out now, if you want to stop just say the Scripture THUNDER."

well at least I had a condom word, I had read about them in BDSM account. I felt Jim's hands softly rubbing me and then two more pairs of hands. Three masses are standing over me and I am stretched out on my stomach, spread wide. I heard Jim 's voice telling me to unwind and open up.

I took a big breathing space and opened my sass. Jim 's putz slid in, I knew it was him because I had enjoyed his rod enough. Warm oil started to be worked in on my ass and between my legs and it felt so well. Four hands were rubbing and pushing the oil around. After a few minutes person was working their fingers inside my jam. I felt it was a woman, because she had finger nails. Now and then, she would drag the nails over my ass and up my back sending shiver through my consistence. While this was going on, my head was supported by pillows and Jim was slowly screwing my throat.

I was very slack up and felt soothed. I felt someone grab my legs and locate in between them, and so it was going to start. I felt a turncock rubbing up and down my hole, getting all oiled up before pushing in. It was a thinner and smaller dent than Jim 's, so it easily penetrated my sanctum. This guy grabbed my hips and was pulling as hard as he could to cover I felt him. I felt that he was grandiloquent and skinny by his size between my legs and he had to occasionally slew down the bed social organisation I was strapped to.

Jim and the skinny guy started to make a motion in unison, it was nice and I felt I could do this all day. I noticed the cleaning woman's nails again but this time digging into my back, which has always been a huge turn on for me. She was pushing in harder and the scraggy guy begun to quicken his pace and I knew he was to first to blow.

Then all of a sudden he shook and I heard him yelping. He had cum in my hole and it was very quickly and hardly noticeable. This was the first time I noticed the auditory sensation but I heard what sounded like sucking. I had Jim in my back talk and he began to tighten and so I was about to get a treat. I love Jim's germ, I would take it every day if I could. Something warm dripped on my back and ass, and then more dribble. I realized that the woman was sucking someone else's cock and then they pulled out and came all over my egger yap. This put Jim over the border and he came, shooting hot loads down my throat. Jim pulled from my mouth.

I said,"Yummy."

Unsure how much time had passed, but I had cum spilt inside me while another freight blastoff all over my pass. Jim moved from in front to behind me and pushed his still hard rod inside me.

Jim said,"I want some of this my hussy, take daddy's cock."

Jim settled in and was making farseeing deep strokes of his rod in my fix. someone approached and moved into position by my head and my rima oris opened awaiting a nice hard on. Nothing at first gear and then the heels of two feet up on my shoulder and my face met a lovesome juicy pussy. This was a skillful surprisal and I went to town with my tongue.

Jim 's movements got faster and faster and then pounded hard into my footling boy pussy and let loose another cargo of jizz that I took deep. I then was so turned on that I was ravaging the seraphic tasting cunt attached to my lips. Before I knew it, the pegleg encircled my head and she was bucking hard and furiously. I thought for a second she was going to break down my neck and then she froze. It felt as though her spinal column was arched and squiffy. A powerful outpouring of womanish sprayed my typeface. The scent was intoxicating and taste was quick and sweet.

They had taken a happy chance for a while and I was left to stew in the fluids and rest period, for what was about to come. It was the first time I was able to notice how I felt and my tool was so unvoiced it was straining. I felt as though it might explode out my engorged mushroom tip. I was still blindfolded, but my auditory sense had become more penetrating. I think it had been about fifteen minutes and I heard more voices and then a woman next to me spoke.

She said,"Here is some water, drink, you're going to need it."

She had a bottle of body of water, with a straw in it. I slowly drink some, not wanting to much for it may cause interfered with the evening. I had enough and then the wheat was replaced with a super thick dick. I guided it into my mouth with my spit. At my hungry muddle, a cock was knocking for entrance and I relaxed and let him in. He was about the same size as Jim, but attacked my rose bud with an almost anger like fever.

In the interim the thick jibe working my mouth was growing and growing and had become larger than Jim. My mouth was getting a workplace out, jaw and tongue got fag and sore. The guy pounding my ass suddenly had pulled out and he finished by jerking off rightfulness on my hole.

The thick boy pulled out of my backtalk and moved in behind me and replaced the one prior. He used more personnel to force his way in and began to fuck me. He is moving fast and furious. He was compact and I felt it was tight but I loved it and then he came. His loads were hot. I felt them hit my erectile interior, load after loading. Thick boy kept cumming and his thrust were causing the deposited seed to squeeze out out the sides.

He finally emptied his ball sacks and retreated from my muddle. I was gaping and spouge is dripping out of me. I began to grab my breath as I felt the gentle feeling on my stiffened rod. A piano warmly helping hand caressed my cock and slowly stroked it. It was a woman, and she was sliding her head between my leg. My ankle straps were unstuck and I pushed up to give her easy admittance to my shaft. I was in the stead where I was driving my hips down into her face shoving my aching cock to her pharynx. Her mouth is tender and her tongue swirled around my tip and hold open me on edge.

I was just enjoying the fact I was being taken care of and it was not me being used. I just relaxed and prolonged the aesthesis. I had hoped I could last longer as she was making my dick feel out of this world. I came hard and it just continued to flow from me and I did not think someone could cum that much. She drank down the last free fall and crawled out from under me, while still stroking my cock. She leaned in and whispered to me.

She said,"You need to relax so it does not hurt."

What did she mean by that I thought ? I guess we were not done, so what could be next. I may not have needed to ask that doubtfulness, because I was about to discover what she meant. She was still slowly stroking me and someone grabbed my hips and got behind me. I felt large amounts of oil being poured on my ass crack. It felt tender and nice.

Then laid on my quip was what felt like someone's arm. The starting time thought was someone was going to try to fist me, and now I was unsure if I wanted that. It was tender and soft than and arm. I just then was shocked back to reality, and had a actualisation. This is not an arm, it's a lusus naturae size cock. I had seen my part of smut with actors who supposed to possess twelve plus edge cocks. I always thought it to be a CGI trick.

I felt the huge tip against my door."holy the pits, it's huge and no way is it going to fit. '' He pushed and I about purge my tonsils. Oh my, how did he intend it would fit in my picayune hole ?

The woman said,"Relax"

He started to push with a rhythm and my pelvic girdle were starting to match him and his movements. `` What do I do now, should I predict out the safe news and stop this ? How could little old me take something almost unhuman like, I can not, no way. '' Then I felt a belittled painful stab and he had worked the head in. I could not swallow and breathing was super-fast. It was unbelievable, but with every drive he got a short deeper, but how far could he go.

I had to straighten my back as he was going deeper, while I was still ineffectual to palpate his coxa reach me. I believed he was about as thickheaded as a urine feeding bottle and maybe thirteen inch. I was unable to get my hint and he did one final push. `` Oh, someone help me ! '' I was being split in two and could not learn it.

For the adjacent few minutes he continued boring thrusts deep into my cave, and then I felt my aching yap simpleness. Either he ripped me or my body accepted him ? I started to proceed my coxa and within a mates more moments I was thrusting back. I began to experience very euphoric and became song, begging for it. This continued for a few second as best as I could recite. I heard more vocalisation and sounded like approvals. Then I felt that familiar feel again. mortal jerked off over me while I was getting fucked.

Someone said,"Everyone cum on the good lilliputian slut."

I felt flow of cum shooting and dripping all over my drumhead, back, ass and crack. Cum dripping down my chap was being worked into my cakehole by the giant cock. My back was dripping wet from payload after burden of cum blanketing me. Cum covered my face and was dripping into consortium on the pillows.

The onlookers had subsided when the monster cock tearing my hole apart stiffened and if possible got larger. Then I felt it, hot liquidness feeling way up inside, almost as if in my belly. His driving force were hard and jerk. My breathing was quick and I felt weak and slight dizzy. I heard ringing in my ear and then I blacked out or fainted. Unsure how farsighted I was out, but coming to with Jim shaking me awake. He had a nerveless wet cloth and laid it across my face and neck. I had to lay there and recover, getting metier back in my body.

Jim said,"Everyone has left, I am going to hit the blindfold now."

It took a few minutes before my eyes had adjusted to the elbow room. I had been unstrapped and was allowed to sit up, but my ass so beat up did not like that position. Jim let me make out that everyone approved of my performance. I could now see him and an evacuate way with only a table with some item near what looked like a bathroom. Jim then told me that there was some solid food and Gatorade and a towel in the shower for me. He would hold off for me downstairs.

I had eaten some yield and some kind of energy bar and entered the shower. In the cascade I cleaned myself off and out as best as I could and then I dropped. I was curled up against the shower wall shaking. I stayed there till the hot piddle ran out. I slowly got dressed and went downstairs. The household was empty, no furniture that I was able to see. Jim walked me to my car and told me to send for him later, and I drove off.

He said,"You did really well. ”.

I drove home slowly and was in a daze the wholly way. I got habitation and noticed the sun was coming up, it was the next day. I entered my home and went to the shower, and laid in the stern of tub while it ran. After quondam I got up and laid down on my bed. I had drifted off to sleep, only to be woken by my phone about twelve minute later. It was Jim on the phone.

He said,"How are you"?

I replied,"Tired and unsure if I am ever up for something like that again."

Jim seemed to sympathize with me and said he'd not ask that of me again. I was relieved and wanted to go back to sleep. I slept till the succeeding morning, when I had a breakfast fit for an army. I started to do a lot of thinking at that stage, and may have reached my boundary or limit. I would never go to this extreme again, but would go on it at a one on one stratum. someone once said that"When one door closes another opens."Well, one better know if it leads to a steep slippery slope or an empty elevator ray of light. It was one hell of a stride .