It 's tardily to look back on events in your lifespan, and think how things could have turned out differently. Maybe if you did or said something different, things would accept gone a unlike way. They say your visual modality is always 20/20 in turnaround. This is an account of a nighttime, that no subject how heavily I try, I will never forget.

I was younger in my early twenties, and enjoying the totality of what life-time had to offer. I had a salutary job, steady girlfriend, and a topographic point on my own. I worked operose, and thrived well in my professional person career early. I was a modest looking man at that clip. I towered over my compeer at six invertebrate foot tall, and was well built and broad in my figure. I worked out alot in my down time, and it showed, although I did n't have a six pack or anything. The diet required to asseverate a shredded physical appearance never suited me. But I was glad with my apearance, and my confidence showed.

On this particular night, I had just finished a sullen upper torso physical exercise, and was on my way home. On Day like this, after such a skillful exercising, my arms and chest we 're so tired it was a struggle to even push my car. Mid private road I decided to detour towards a local creek that multitude loved to swim at. It was latterly, sun completely down, and the iniquity of the Nox consuming the sky. I wanted to go for a swimming to comfort my musculus, and since I hated crowds, this seemed like a fit opportunity.

I arrived and parked my car, grabbing just my spare gym towel and heading down the trail to the waters edge. From the parking lot, you had to walk down a wide crushed rock lead about three or four hundred feet long, that winded through the forest. Normally this lead would be enviting, and warm with the changing of the Fall foliage. Tonight it was frigid, and dark, and if it was n't for my confidence and stature, I may receive thought twice about the effort. Looking back, I should have.

At the end of the trail, it opened up directly on to the small beach that followed the edge of one camber of the Creek. I was completely alone. It was quiet and dark, the only sparkle coming from the moon that now hung high in the night sky.

I decided then that I wanted to adopt total advantage of this rare opportunity and try a dip without the hinder of clothing. I had never done this before, and was suddenly have the best with fervour. It felt naughty and ill-timed, and I was driven by the thought of being naked in the water.

After undressing I piled my shorts and shirt, underclothing and socks in a nice situation near the piddle. I thought, in case someone happens to have the like night swimming thought that I had, I should be prepared.

I dove into the water, and immedietly was in Eden. The urine envoloped my body, and carressed my swollen and sore muscles. It felt unbelievable. I began floating gently on the water supply, enjoying the flowing from the stream over me, heedful not to float away. I positioned myself so that one of my feet was wrapped in a Tree root hanging from the edge of the opposite bank. I felt safe and calm, and peaceful. It was most likely the stress of the day melting away, or the feeling of the piss, but regardless the grounds, I soon drifted off to sleep ...

I was awoken violently, with a profound pain in my stomach. As I tried to observe my heraldic bearing, I realized I was no longer in the water. In fact I was being dragged up on to the shore by a non-white figure. I tried desperately to unloosen myself, only to get hit once more in my belly, by a man who was walking beside me. Now, I 'm no alien to a fight, but this man hit me hard, twice in the same location, and it was clear I was n't leaving without some pain. The man dragging me stopped, and together with the second figure, picked me up, effortlessly throwing me on to one of the picnic tabular array set off to the face of the beach. As I landed my face bounced off the table, rattling my dentition and throwing off my equilibrium.

One of the men, then jumped up onto my spine and sat down, strattling my shoulders. I was lost, I could n't really see, and now I could barely breathe with this giant man on top of me. He had to count close to three hundred pound. Even in peak shape I would cause struggled to move him, and with my hurt post gym muscles, I was stuck. This was the minute I realized I was also still naked. I pleaded as much as I could come up, I could barely catch one's breath let alone beg for mercy.

I heard the men talking, `` damn buddy, we sure lucked out tonight ''. `` I ca n't believe our chance, this perfect tense piece of ass, just waiting on us to arrive ''. I could n't believe what I was hearing. They could n't be serious, were they really going to violate me ? I could n't comprehend what was happening, and it was moving so fast.

The man still standing, moved behind me and started to caress my wooden leg and ass. He was teasing me, like he expected that I wanted this situation. Closer and closer he got to my Virgin trap, before gently pressing his thumb to my sphincter. I yelled out in reverence, and painfulness, which only made both men laugh out loudly. He spit on to my ass, rubbing the fluid into my rosebud. I felt him grab both sides of my pelvis, pulling himself tight to my rear. Then I felt something I 'll never leave. His prick sliding up my cleft and encircling my arse. I begged for him to stop.

In one violent motion, he buried his dick into me to the hilt. I blacked out ....

When I awoke I was n't sure how long I was out, but the men had switched topographic point. It was crystalise the outset man had done serious damage. I was numb to the pain, and could only sense the acute air pressure of the man pistoning in and out of my rectum. I do n't bed how big he was, but his cock felt enormous. I could feel him pressing into my stomach on every forward stab. I suddenly became cognisant of another male standing to the side. He pointed out to the others that I was a `` salutary little bitch '' and that he loved seeing my `` clitty get hard ''. As I tried to apprehend his statement, I realised I was indeed firmly. Why ? My body had betrayed me, how could I be arroused during such a trespass ? With this fruition, came an tremendous rush of pleasure through my torso. It was as if all the pain was gone, and all I could finger was pleasure. It was the warm I 've ever felt. The man inside my cavum became still, stopping deep inside my ass. I felt him empty his Lucille Ball into me, and the feeling made my own cock erupt violently, spraying cum everywhere beneath me. He pulled from my pervert and badly come apart hole, letting all of his seed pour out around him. He moved from behind me, letting the third man take his spot, and the roll in the hay resumed. This time however, it felt dissimilar. I was overcome with lust, and the need to sense this man cum inside me as well. I thrust my ass against him as he pushed inside, milking every column inch of dick that I could. We continued like this for a few minutes before he indeed emptied his balls inside me, adding to the cum already there. I again came with force, feeling the cum enter my mess. Now that I was willing, the men took turns fucking me, over and over until they we 're spent and meet. Each time one of the men deposited a load inside me, I too came hard and gloriously, never once touching my own pecker.

The men thanked me for my service, and quickly ran off in different directions, but not before one of them shouted back `` now you 're a bitch forever ! ``

I laid there on the table for what seemed. Like hour. What just happened to me ? How could this feature happened to me ? Why did I get such delight from this ? Am I gay now ? What do I do now ? Who do I secernate ? ...

I cleaned myself up as much as I could, using my towel to wipe away the descent from my deplumate ass, and all of the many many loads of cum seeping from inside me. I hobbled down the lead to my car, getting inside I found a note on my hyphen. It had a simple `` thanks for the cum bitch '' and a number written inside.

I eagerly left and returned to my home, needing a shower and sleep and hopefully a programme of what to do next.

I decided to differentiate nonentity, I know that seems weirdo, but who would believe me ? And on top of that, I thought if it got out, I would suffer my girlfriend, and my job. I could n't take the risk. What I did n't hump then, was I was no longer the Same person ...

My girlfriend left me in the postdate calendar month, because we could n't bear sex. No topic what I tried, I could n't get hard. It was embarrassing and it took a price. It was n't until a year or two later when I found out the grounds. I was sitting at domicile on my computer, surfing some porn sites, trying to get an erection. That 's when I came across a telecasting of some sissy gay hypnosis. It was n't intentional, just one of those clickbait option at the can of every video. As I watched the `` man '' on the screen crook over and submit a very bombastic dick inside his ass, I got hard immedietly. I was so lost at this. What does this mean ? I tried to learn advantage of the erection, but no issue how hard I jerked off, I just could n't cum. What was wrong with me ?

I found out some time later, while getting raped for the second time ... that I indeed could still get hard and cum. But it would only happen when I was getting fucked in my ass, and I could only cum from the notion of being bred myself. I indeed was to turn a bitch forever, just like I was told that night long ago. But that 's a tale for another day..

If only I had decided to just go dwelling ... ..

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