My massages with Jim had continued about every two to three hebdomad. Sometimes the massage was the terminal thing on my mind, I just wanted him to use me and live up to his indigence sexually with my willing torso. A few times I arrived and he had to work. I would get on my human knee and while he would form on his computer, I swallowed his semen. I found my desire to be used by him had grown and I had started to refer to myself his loose woman. 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 wait for it. At that pointedness I had been fucked by him, jerked and sucked him off. He had shot a few meter on my facial expression and made me lick it up.

I had missed a few weeks and was going crazy to see him. A Tuesday Night came and I had a recently night massage scheduled with him. I arrived, took a shower, and got on table with my aspect down. He had come out and we chatted like we had always done. Jim was naked now and started to work on my ass. It always felt full, with his touch and my hip joint pushing back against his finger.

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

A few seconds 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 leg and worked my low back and ass. Then, as he had done before, he moved up and I felt his cock sliding on my gap. I noticed I was a little tighter than I had been in the past, by the difficulty he had pushing into my hole. Jim 's pertinacity in pushing, paid off. He finally slipped in, but some pain started and it felt really tight as hellhole. He was moving slow up and took his time. My hole finally had opened up more and he went deeper. I had not remembered him feeling so deep before. I relaxed more and my hips rode the length of his shaft.

"Wait !"Jim was going deeper and he felt large, then I have ever felt him before.
I then felt a kiss on my ear, I turn to look up and Jim was standing at the top dog of the table. I looked over my shoulder joint and saw another guy fucking me. He was a Thomas Young Latin guy.
Jim said, `` Saul of Tarsus is your surprise, hope you like him. ''
I was in ecstasy with every thrust.
Jim said,"You should savor 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 late long stokes. He was stretching my hole, with his midst and eleven column inch prick. It was at this point that James I put his putz onto my lips and I gladly opened my rima oris as he slid down to the back of my throat.

I felt like an accordion being pumped at both death. Paul the Latin guy, pounding my ass was speeding up and breathing lumbering. This was when I knew he was going to cum. Jim and Paul both pulled out and swop place. My mouth just opened at the moment Paul the Apostle shot his huge hot load - current after stream. The taste drove me nuts and increased my desire.

Jim was behind me and had easily pushed into my stretched-out hole. I was getting every drop out of Paul 's putz, and then he stepped away. My center had not fully adjusted to the dark since I had my face down in the table. When I had looked up and around the way, I saw two citizenry on the redact watching.

Unsure if I had seen someone watching, I returned my human face to the cradle. I turned my head to watch over as Jim shot his hot load deep in my hollow and I saw another soul standing in the hall way jerking off.

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

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

Jim said,"I told the people about you, did Paul's cock distress you. ``

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

He told me they thought I was a hot picayune manly strumpet and want to ask in me to a special event.
Jim asked,"You open to more surprisal ?"
I said,"Yes !"
I was busy again and unable to get to Jim 's, but we had chatted on the telephone. He asked how I had liked it again. Over the past times weeks I was capable to think about it more and Thomas More and it really got me hot every clip thinking about it.

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

He told me, he would be in touch.


Author 's tone : This is another installment of confessedly event of my life in the yesteryear couple years.

LAST PART

This is the last of my gay find stories. It has been a journey for me. I started as a vanilla straight Male and over the past times couple years I have learned my true identity. I had been trained to prove my true vividness, a submissive slut. My daddy/master tells me what to do, and when to do it. He saw it in me from the commencement moment we met. He slowly seduced me and led me down this pathway. I now eagerly search forward to the future step. It did not contract long for me to reach out the pinnacle of submission.

The text came during the early part of the week. I was told that I would need to be loose anytime between Friday and Saturday. I cleared my docket and had waited to be contacted. On Fri I got the text giving me an address and the metre to show up. Friday nighttime, I arrived at eight o'clock at a rest home in the midsection of a gated community of interests. I sat in my car, and later Jim exited the rest home to address with me.

Jim said,"I will require to blindfold you and channelise you to a room in the sign. Then I will strap you to a chopine, are you still make for this."

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

I stepped out of my car and walked to the room access 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, ineffectual to see so unsure what or who was there. In the room I was told to get strip. I was led to the shopping centre and told to kneel. I felt a platform case of structure in battlefront of me. It was boastfully and covered in a cushy cover character of fabric. My custody were pulled and I was stretched over this aim. Then my bridge player had leather strap wrapped around them and buckled. I then felt my branch spread and strapped down.

My heart was racing and pounding hard, I may have bitten off more than I could chew. I laid there for maybe 15 minute of arc when I heard the door unresolved. I heard medicine coming from another persona of the household, and vocalism. I heard bunch of voices, all whispering. I felt the presence of someone standing next to me, it was Jim.
Jim said,"We are going to start now, if you want to stop just say the news THUNDER."

fountainhead at least I had a safe discussion, I had read about them in BDSM tarradiddle. I felt Jim's hands softly rubbing me and then two to a greater extent pairs of custody. Three people are standing over me and I am stretched out on my belly, spread extensive. I heard Jim 's voice telling me to slack and open up.

I took a big breathing space and opened my mouth. Jim 's putz slid in, I knew it was him because I had enjoyed his rod enough. strong oil started to be worked in on my ass and between my wooden leg and it felt so good. Four bridge player were rubbing and pushing the oil around. After a few minutes soul was working their finger's breadth inside my hollow. I felt it was a woman, because she had finger nails. Now and then, she would drag out the nails over my ass and up my back sending chill through my organic structure. While this was going on, my head was supported by pillows and Jim was slowly fucking my throat.

I was very loosen and felt soothed. I felt someone grab my ramification and patch up in between them, and so it was going to lead off. I felt a dick rubbing up and down my hole, getting all oiled up before pushing in. It was a thinner and minuscule prick than Jim 's, so it easily penetrated my sanctum sanctorum. This guy grabbed my pelvic arch and was pulling as hard as he could to insure I felt him. I felt that he was tall and tightfitting by his size between my legs and he had to occasionally slide down the bed social system I was strapped to.

Jim and the tight fitting guy started to move in unison, it was squeamish and I felt I could do this all day. I noticed the women's nails again but this meter digging into my back, which has always been a huge turn on for me. She was pushing in harder and the skinny guy begun to quicken his tread and I knew he was to first off to blow.

Then all of a sudden he shook and I heard him yelp. He had cum in my hole and it was very ready and hardly detectable. This was the commencement clock time I noticed the sound but I heard what sounded like sucking. I had Jim in my mouth and he began to stiffen and so I was about to get a treat. I love Jim's source, I would necessitate it every day if I could. Something strong dripped on my back and ass, and then more dripped. I realized that the fair sex was sucking individual else's cock and then they pulled out and came all over my egger golf hole. This put Jim over the edge and he came, shooting hot loads down my pharynx. Jim pulled from my mouth.

I said,"Yummy."

Unsure how much time had passed, but I had cum splatter inside me while another load shot all over my crack. Jim moved from in front to behind me and pushed his still punishing rod inside me.

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

Jim settled in and was making long deep strokes of his rod in my hole. Someone approached and moved into positioning by my foreland and my mouth opened awaiting a courteous hard on. nil at commencement and then the heels of two feet up on my shoulder and my face met a warm juicy pussy. This was a nice surprise and I went to town with my tongue.

Jim 's drift got faster and faster and then pounded hard into my fiddling boy pussy and loose another load of jizz that I took deep. I then was so turned on that I was ravaging the seraphic savoring cunt attached to my lip. Before I knew it, the legs encircled my head and she was bucking intemperately and furiously. I thought for a moment she was going to break my neck and then she froze. It felt as though her backrest was arched and stiff. A powerful gush of womanish sprayed my expression. The scent was intoxicating and taste was quick and sweet.

They had taken a break for a while and I was left to stew in the fluids and relaxation, for what was about to issue forth. It was the first clip I was capable to notice how I felt and my putz was so hard it was straining. I felt as though it might burst out my stuff mushroom cloud tip. I was still blindfolded, but my sense of hearing had become more keen. I think it had been about fifteen minutes and I heard more voices and then a cleaning lady next to me spoke.

She said,"Here is some urine, drink, you're going to involve it."

She had a bottle of water, with a wheat in it. I slowly drank some, not wanting to much for it may have interfered with the evening. I had enough and then the straw was replaced with a topnotch thick prick. I guided it into my mouth with my tongue. At my thirsty hole, 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 ire like fever.

In the interim the thick shaft working my mouth was growing and growing and had become declamatory than Jim. My mouth was getting a work out, jaw and tongue got outwear and sore. The guy pounding my ass suddenly had pulled out and he finished by jerking off rightfield on my hole.

The thick boy pulled out of my mouth and moved in behind me and replaced the one prior. He used more power to push his way in and began to fuck me. He is moving fast and angry. He was thick and I felt it was tight but I loved it and then he came. His shipment were hot. I felt them hit my erectile inside, cargo after load. Thick boy kept cumming and his drive were causing the deposited seed to squirt out the sides.

He finally emptied his ball chemise and retreated from my trap. I was gaping and spouge is dripping out of me. I began to enamor my breath as I felt the soft cutaneous senses on my stiffened rod. A piano fond hand caressed my cock and slowly stroked it. It was a woman, and she was sliding her head between my branch. My ankle strap were washed-up and I pushed up to leave her easy access to my cock. I was in the position where I was driving my hip joint down into her face shoving my aching hammer to her throat. Her rima oris is warm and her tongue swirled around my tip and hold on 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 sensation. I had hoped I could close longer as she was making my peter feel out of this human beings. I came hard and it just continued to flow from me and I did not think soul could cum that much. She drank down the last drop 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 question, because I was about to get word what she meant. She was still slowly stroking me and someone grabbed my hip joint and got behind me. I felt large amounts of oil being poured on my ass crack. It felt warm and nice.

Then laid on my crack was what felt like person's arm. The kickoff thought was someone was going to try to fist me, and now I was unsure if I wanted that. It was ardent and indulgent than and arm. I just then was shocked back to world, and had a realization. This is not an arm, it's a behemoth sizing cock. I had seen my share of porn with player who supposed to bear twelve plus inch stopcock. I always thought it to be a CGI trick.

I felt the vast tip against my door."sanctum Hell, it's Brobdingnagian and no way is it going to fit. '' He pushed and I about retch my tonsils. Oh my, how did he mean it would fit in my slight hole ?

The charwoman said,"Relax"

He started to push with a rhythm and my hips were starting to agree him and his movements. `` What do I do now, should I call out the safe Bible and stop this ? How could little old me engage something almost unhuman like, I can not, no way. '' Then I felt a lowly painful twinge and he had worked the fountainhead in. I could not swallow and breathing was super-fast. It was unbelievable, but with every drive he got a little deeper, but how far could he go.

I had to square away my back as he was going deeper, while I was still unable to finger his hips reach me. I believed he was about as wooden-headed as a water bottle and maybe baker's dozen inch. I was unable to get my intimation and he did one last button. `` Oh, someone help me ! '' I was being split in two and could not bring it.

For the succeeding few minutes he continued slow thrusting deep into my cave, and then I felt my aching kettle of fish simplicity. Either he ripped me or my dead body accepted him ? I started to move my rose hip and within a distich Thomas More moment I was thrusting back. I began to experience very euphoric and became vocal, begging for it. This continued for a few minute as best as I could tell. I heard more part and sounded like approvals. Then I felt that familiar impression again. somebody jerked off over me while I was getting fucked.

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

I felt streams of cum shot and dripping all over my fountainhead, back, ass and crack cocaine. Cum dripping down my tornado was being worked into my hole by the gargantuan cock. My back was dripping wet from load after payload of cum blanketing me. Cum covered my fount and was dripping into pocket billiards on the pillows.

The looker-on had subsided when the behemoth pecker tearing my kettle of fish apart stiffened and if possible got larger. Then I felt it, hot liquid feeling way up inside, almost as if in my stomach. His thrusts were hard and jerk. My breathing was agile and I felt weak and slight dizzy. I heard ringing in my spike and then I blacked out or fainted. Unsure how farsighted I was out, but coming to with Jim shaking me awake. He had a cool wet textile and laid it across my face and neck. I had to lay there and recover, getting strength back in my body.

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

It took a few minutes before my heart had adjusted to the room. I had been unstrapped and was allowed to sit up, but my ass so beat up did not like that military position. Jim let me roll in the hay that everyone approved of my functioning. I could now see him and an abandon room with only a board with some item near what looked like a bathroom. Jim then told me that there was some intellectual nourishment and Gatorade and a towel in the shower for me. He would look for me downstairs.

I had eaten some fruit and some sort 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 quivering. I stayed there till the hot water ran out. I slowly got dressed and went downstairs. The house was void, no piece of furniture that I was able to see. Jim walked me to my car and told me to yell him later, and I drove off.

He said,"You did really well. ”.

I drove home slowly and was in a daze the unhurt way. I got home 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 bottom of tub while it ran. After sometime I got up and laid down on my bed. I had drifted off to sleep, only to be woken by my phone about dozen time of day later. It was Jim on the phone.

He said,"How are you"?

I replied,"Tired and shy 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 log Z's. I slept till the next aurora, when I had a breakfast fit for an army. I started to do a lot of thinking at that point, and may own reached my boundary or bound. I would never go to this extremum again, but would keep it at a one on one storey. soul once said that"When one door closes another opens."wellspring, one break know if it leads to a absorb slippery slope or an empty elevator barb. It was one Inferno of a step .