A Night I Can Not Block


Anal, First-Time, Gay, Group-Sex
It 's tardily to expect back on result in your life, and think how things could have turned out differently. Maybe if you did or said something unlike, thing would have gone a unlike way. They say your imaginativeness is always 20/20 in reverse. This is an story of a night, that no matter how hard I try, I will never forget.

I was younger in my early twenty, and enjoying the entirety of what life had to declare oneself. I had a proficient job, unbendable girlfriend, and a seat on my own. I worked hard, and thrived well in my professional vocation early. I was a small-scale looking man at that time. I towered over my peers at six foot tall, and was well built and unspecific in my figure. I worked out alot in my Down fourth dimension, and it showed, although I did n't make a six pack or anything. The diet required to maintain a shredded strong-arm appearance never suited me. But I was happy with my apearance, and my trust showed.

On this specific night, I had just finished a heavy upper organic structure physical exercise, and was on my way home plate. On days like this, after such a near workout, my arms and breast we 're so exhaust it was a conflict to even push my car. Mid drive I decided to detour towards a topical anesthetic creek that multitude loved to swim at. It was late, sun completely down, and the darkness of the night consuming the sky. I wanted to go for a swim to ease my muscles, and since I hated gang, 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 full crushed rock track about three or four hundred feet long, that winded through the wood. Normally this trail would be enviting, and warm with the changing of the Fall leafage. Tonight it was frigidness, and dark, and if it was n't for my sureness and stature, I may feature thought twice about the endeavour. 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 depository financial institution of the creek. I was completely alone. It was restrained and saturnine, the only light coming from the moon that now hung high in the dark sky.

I decided then that I wanted to fill full advantage of this rarified opportunity and try a dip without the hinder of clothing. I had never done this before, and was suddenly get the best with excitement. It felt naughty and haywire, and I was driven by the thought of being naked in the water.

After undressing I piled my drawers and shirt, underwear and drogue in a skillful spot near the water. I thought, in font person happens to possess the same nighttime swim musical theme that I had, I should be prepared.

I dove into the water, and immedietly was in Eden. The weewee envoloped my consistency, and carressed my swollen and sore musculus. It felt unbelievable. I began floating gently on the piddle, enjoying the flow rate from the stream over me, careful not to float away. I positioned myself so that one of my fundament was wrapped in a tree solution hanging from the edge of the opposite word depository financial institution. I felt good and calm, and peaceful. It was most likely the tenseness of the day melting away, or the feeling of the water, but regardless the reason, I soon drifted off to sleep ...

I was awoken violently, with a laboured infliction in my stomach. As I tried to find my heraldic bearing, I realized I was no longer in the water. In fact I was being dragged up on to the shoring by a dark figure. I tried desperately to unloose myself, only to get hit once more in my tummy, by a man who was walking beside me. Now, I 'm no stranger to a battle, but this man hit me surd, twice in the same location, and it was clear I was n't leaving without some painfulness. The man dragging me stopped, and together with the bit pattern, picked me up, effortlessly throwing me on to one of the pushover tables set off to the side of the beach. As I landed my face bounced off the board, rattling my tooth and throwing off my equilibrium.

One of the men, then jumped up onto my book binding and sat down, strattling my shoulders. I was lost, I could n't really see, and now I could barely emit with this giant man on top of me. He had to weigh close to three hundred pounds. Even in peak shape I would bear struggled to move him, and with my weakened C. W. Post gym muscles, I was stuck. This was the moment I realized I was also still naked. I pleaded as much as I could muster, I could barely breathe let alone beg for mercy.

I heard the men talking, `` damn pal, we sure lucked out tonight ''. `` I ca n't believe our luck, this perfect 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 fondle my legs and ass. He was teasing me, like he expected that I wanted this situation. closer and finisher he got to my Virgo the Virgin hole, before gently pressing his thumb to my sphincter. I yelled out in fear, and annoyance, 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 hip, pulling himself close-fitting to my rear. Then I felt something I 'll never forget. His cock sliding up my offer and encircling my motherfucker. I begged for him to stop.

In one violent move, 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 spot. It was clear the starting time man had done dangerous impairment. I was numb to the botheration, and could only feel the vivid pressure of the man pistoning in and out of my rectum. I do n't know how big he was, but his cock felt enormous. I could feel him pressing into my belly on every forward thrust. I suddenly became aware of another male standing to the slope. He pointed out to the others that I was a `` skilful little bitch '' and that he loved seeing my `` clitty get hard ''. As I tried to embrace his statement, I realised I was indeed hard. Why ? My eubstance had betrayed me, how could I be arroused during such a violation ? With this fruition, came an enormous spate of pleasance through my body. It was as if all the pain was gone, and all I could experience was pleasure. It was the strong I 've ever felt. The man inside my cavity became still, stopping cryptical inside my ass. I felt him empty his balls into me, and the feeling made my own hammer erupt violently, spraying cum everywhere beneath me. He pulled from my abused and badly broken kettle of fish, letting all of his seed pour out around him. He moved from behind me, letting the third man take his blot, and the piece of ass resumed. This time however, it felt dissimilar. I was overcome with lecherousness, and the motivation to feel this man cum inside me as well. I thrust my ass against him as he pushed inside, milking every inch of shaft that I could. We continued like this for a few minutes before he indeed emptied his orchis inside me, adding to the cum already there. I again came with force, feeling the cum enter my hole. Now that I was willing, the men took turns fucking me, over and over until they we 're spent and fill. Each time one of the men deposited a onus inside me, I too came difficult and gloriously, never once touching my own dick.

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 hours. What just happened to me ? How could this have happened to me ? Why did I get such delight from this ? Am I gay now ? What do I do now ? Who do I tell ? ...

I cleaned myself up as practically as I could, using my towel to wipe away the blood from my torn ass, and all of the many many loads of cum seeping from inside me. I hobbled down the trail to my car, getting inside I found a note on my hyphen. It had a uncomplicated `` thanks for the cum kick '' and a issue written inside.

I eagerly left and returned to my base, needing a shower and slumber and hopefully a plan of what to do next.

I decided to distinguish nobody, I know that seems sick, but who would conceive me ? And on top of that, I thought if it got out, I would lose my girlfriend, and my job. I could n't take the risk. What I did n't bed then, was I was no longer the Sami person ...

My girlfriend left me in the following month, because we could n't have sex. No affair what I tried, I could n't get hard. It was embarrassing and it took a toll. It was n't until a yr or two later when I found out the reason. I was sitting at plate on my computer, surfing some porn sites, trying to get an erection. That 's when I came across a video of some sissy gay hypnosis. It was n't intentional, just one of those clickbait selection at the bottom of every video. As I watched the `` man '' on the screen fold over and adopt a very large cock inside his ass, I got hard immedietly. I was so lost at this. What does this mean ? I tried to take advantage of the erecting, but no matter how hard I jerked off, I just could n't cum. What was ill-timed with me ?

I found out some clock time later, while getting raped for the arcsecond fourth dimension ... that I indeed could still get hard and cum. But it would only go on when I was getting fucked in my ass, and I could only cum from the feeling of being bred myself. I indeed was to become a bitch forever, just like I was told that dark long ago. But that 's a story for another day..

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

If you enjoyed this report, I can stay on with the history of my second forced merging. Hope you liked it !
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