My massages with Jim had continued about every two to three weeks. Sometimes the massage was the last affair on my mind, I just wanted him to use me and fulfil his needs sexually with my willing body. A few meter I arrived and he had to work. I would get on my knees and while he would work on his computing machine, I swallowed his seed. I found my desire to be used by him had grown and I had started to cite 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 ingest to expect for it. At that point I had been fucked by him, jerked and sucked him off. He had shot a few times on my aspect and made me figure out it up.

I had missed a few calendar week and was going nutcase to see him. A Tues Night came and I had a recent Nox 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 work on my ass. It always felt estimable, with his trace and my hips pushing back against his finger.

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

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

He slowly got on the board 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 dick sliding on my offer. I noticed I was a minuscule tighter than I had been in the past, by the difficultness he had pushing into my hollow. Jim 's persistence in pushing, paid off. He finally slipped in, but some pain started and it felt really blind drunk as hell. He was moving slow and took his time. My hole finally had opened up more and he went thick. I had not remembered him feeling so deep before. I relaxed more and my hip rode the length of his shaft.

"wait !"Jim was going deeper and he felt bombastic, then I have ever felt him before.
I then felt a candy kiss on my ear, I turn to face up and Jim was standing at the fountainhead of the mesa. I looked over my shoulder and saw another guy fucking me. He was a young Latin guy.
Jim said, `` Alice Paul is your surprisal, hope you like him. ''
I was in rapture 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 magnanimous and he was fucking me with trench long stokes. He was stretching my golf hole, with his thick and XI inch peter. It was at this point that King James I put his cock onto my sassing and I gladly opened my sassing as he slid down to the back of my throat.

I felt like an accordion being pumped at both ends. Paul the Latin guy, pounding my ass was speeding up and breathing heavier. This was when I knew he was going to cum. Jim and Paul both pulled out and sell berth. My mouth just opened at the import Paul shot his vast hot load - flow after current. The gustatory sensation drove me Nut and increased my desire.

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

Unsure if I had seen someone watching, I returned my expression to the provenience. I turned my heading to watch as Jim shot his hot freight deep in my hole and I saw another person standing in the entrance 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 the great unwashed and three others watched me, I never been so turned 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 people who watched.

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

I said,"I feel amazing and it is hot to ingest people watch me."

He told me they thought I was a hot trivial manful trollop and want to invite me to a especial event.
Jim asked,"You open to more surprises ?"
I said,"Yes !"
I was occupy again and unable to get to Jim 's, but we had chatted on the phone. He asked how I had liked it again. Over the past weeks I was able to think about it more and Sir Thomas More and it really got me hot every time thinking about it.

He said, `` Great, the mates that watched you would care to know if you have a problem being tied up. ''
I thought for a mo and my tool got hard. I guess my dead body had told me the answer.
I replied, `` Sounds hot. ``

He told me, he would be in touch.


Author 's greenback : This is another installment of true events of my life in the past brace years.

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This is the live of my gay discovery story. It has been a journey for me. I started as a vanilla extract true male and over the past tense yoke age I have learned my true identity. I had been trained to establish my true colors, a slavish slut. My daddy/master tells me what to do, and when to do it. He saw it in me from the start moment we met. He slowly seduced me and led me down this nerve pathway. I now eagerly look forward to the next step. It did not submit long for me to reach the summit of submission.

The text came during the early component part of the calendar week. I was told that I would involve to be free anytime between Friday and Saturday. I cleared my agenda and had waited to be contacted. On Friday I got the schoolbook giving me an destination and the time to show up. Friday night, I arrived at eight o'clock at a family in the centre of a gated community. I sat in my car, and later Jim exited the dwelling house to mouth with me.

Jim said,"I will require to blindfold you and lead you to a elbow room in the firm. Then I will lather you to a platform, are you still ready for this."

All that had happened rushed through my head 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 incertain what or who was there. In the elbow room I was told to get strip. I was led to the center and told to kneel. I felt a platform type of bodily structure in front of me. It was large and covered in a subdued mantle type of fabric. My hands were pulled and I was stretched over this object. Then my hands had leather shoulder strap wrapped around them and buckled. I then felt my stage spread and strapped down.

My substance was racing and pounding hard, I may ingest bitten off more than I could chew. I laid there for maybe fifteen arcminute when I heard the door open. I heard medicine coming from another voice of the house, and voices. I heard piles of voices, all susurration. I felt the presence of individual standing succeeding to me, it was Jim.
Jim said,"We are going to start now, if you want to break off just say the Logos THUNDER."

well at least I had a rubber word of honor, I had read about them in BDSM taradiddle. I felt Jim's hands softly rubbing me and then two to a greater extent pair of men. Three mass are standing over me and I am stretched out on my stomach, spread astray. I heard Jim 's voice telling me to relax and open up.

I took a big breath and opened my oral fissure. Jim 's turncock 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 stage and it felt so good. Four mitt were rubbing and pushing the oil around. After a few minutes someone was working their fingerbreadth inside my hole. I felt it was a cleaning lady, because she had digit nails. Now and then, she would sweep the nails over my ass and up my back sending quiver through my body. While this was going on, my head was supported by pillows and Jim was slowly make love my throat.

I was very relaxed and felt soothed. I felt someone grab my legs and settle in between them, and so it was going to embark on. I felt a cock rubbing up and down my hole, getting all oiled up before pushing in. It was a thinner and lowly scratch 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 tall and cheeseparing by his size between my leg and he had to occasionally slue down the bed anatomical structure I was strapped to.

Jim and the tightly fitting guy started to move in unison, it was courteous and I felt I could do this all day. I noticed the adult female's nails again but this sentence digging into my dorsum, which has always been a vast turn on for me. She was pushing in harder and the skinny 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 yelp. He had cum in my cakehole and it was very quick and hardly noticeable. This was the number 1 time I noticed the sound but I heard what sounded like sucking. I had Jim in my back talk and he began to stiffen and so I was about to get a treat. I love Jim's seed, I would take it every day if I could. Something ardent dripped on my cover and ass, and then more dripped. I realized that the char was sucking someone else's turncock and then they pulled out and came all over my egger hole. This put Jim over the edge and he came, shooting hot cargo down my throat. Jim pulled from my mouth.

I said,"Yummy."

Unsure how often meter had passed, but I had cum spill inside me while another load shot all over my go. Jim moved from in front to behind me and pushed his still firmly rod inside me.

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

Jim settled in and was making long deep strokes of his rod in my cakehole. person approached and moved into position by my top dog and my mouth opened awaiting a nice hard on. nix at first and then the heel of two ft up on my shoulder and my face met a ardent juicy pussy. This was a nice surprisal and I went to town with my tongue.

Jim 's movements got faster and faster and then pounded hard into my little boy pussy and unleashed another load of jizz that I took deep. I then was so turned on that I was ravaging the sweet-scented relishing twat attached to my mouth. Before I knew it, the pegleg encircled my head and she was bucking knockout and furiously. I thought for a moment she was going to fall in my neck and then she froze. It felt as though her back was arched and strong. A powerful blowup of womanish sprayed my face. 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 rest, for what was about to make out. It was the first time I was able to mark how I felt and my rooster was so hard it was straining. I felt as though it might detonate out my engorged mushroom tip. I was still blindfolded, but my hearing had become more acute. I think it had been about fifteen transactions and I heard more voices and then a woman next to me spoke.

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

She had a bottle of water, with a wheat in it. I slowly tope some, not wanting to much for it may let interfered with the evening. I had enough and then the stubble was replaced with a super midst cock. I guided it into my mouth with my tongue. At my athirst hole, a cock was knocking for entree and I relaxed and let him in. He was about the same size of it as Jim, but attacked my rose bud with an almost anger like fever.

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

The thick boy pulled out of my oral cavity and moved in behind me and replaced the one prior. He used more force to fight his way in and began to know me. He is moving fast and furious. He was thick and I felt it was rigorous but I loved it and then he came. His loads were hot. I felt them hit my cavernous insides, freight after load. thick boy kept cumming and his thrusts were causing the deposited cum to squirt out the sides.

He finally emptied his ball sacks and retreated from my trap. I was gaping and spouge is dripping out of me. I began to becharm my breath as I felt the soft touch on my stiffened rod. A easygoing warm up hand caressed my cock and slowly stroked it. It was a woman, and she was sliding her head word between my legs. My ankle shoulder strap were undo and I pushed up to make her easy access to my tool. I was in the position where I was driving my hips down into her nerve shoving my aching peter to her throat. Her mouth is warm and her tongue swirled around my tip and kept 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 final stage longer as she was making my dick find out of this world. I came hard and it just continued to flow from me and I did not recollect someone could cum that much. She drank down the live drib and crawled out from under me, while still stroking my pecker. She leaned in and whispered to me.

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

What did she have in mind by that I thought ? I guess we were not done, so what could be adjacent. I may not accept needed to ask that question, because I was about to discover what she meant. She was still slowly stroking me and someone grabbed my articulatio coxae and got behind me. I felt large sum of oil being poured on my ass crack. It felt warm and nice.

Then laid on my crack was what felt like someone's arm. The number 1 cerebration was mortal was going to try to fist me, and now I was unsure if I wanted that. It was strong and diffuse than and arm. I just then was shocked back to realism, and had a realization. This is not an arm, it's a behemoth size of it cock. I had seen my share of pornography with actors who supposed to have twelve plus inch cocks. I always thought it to be a CGI trick.

I felt the immense tip against my door."Holy hell, it's huge and no way is it going to fit. '' He pushed and I about upchuck my tonsils. Oh my, how did he imagine it would fit in my petty maw ?

The charwoman said,"Relax"

He started to campaign with a cycle and my hip were starting to jibe him and his movements. `` What do I do now, should I call in out the prophylactic word and stop this ? How could little old me take something almost unhuman like, I can not, no way. '' Then I felt a small painful pang and he had worked the mind in. I could not live with and breathing was super-fast. It was improbable, but with every driving force he got a piffling deeper, but how far could he go.

I had to straighten my back as he was going mysterious, while I was still unable to feel his hips reach me. I believed he was about as stocky as a water supply bottle and maybe 13 inch. I was unable to get my breathing place and he did one last thrust. `` Oh, someone help me ! '' I was being split in two and could not take it.

For the next few minutes he continued wearisome poke deep into my cave, and then I felt my aching pickle ease. Either he ripped me or my dead body accepted him ? I started to move my pelvis and within a span more mo I was thrusting back. I began to sense very euphoric and became vocal music, begging for it. This continued for a few minutes as best as I could recount. I heard more than voices and sounded like approvals. Then I felt that familiar flavour again. soul jerked off over me while I was getting fucked.

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

I felt current of cum shooting and dripping all over my promontory, back, ass and fracture. Cum dripping down my crack was being worked into my hole by the gargantuan tool. My vertebral column was dripping wet from payload after load of cum blanketing me. Cum covered my face and was dripping into pools on the pillows.

The looker-on had subsided when the monster cock tearing my hole apart stiffened and if possible got larger. Then I felt it, hot liquid feeling way up interior, almost as if in my breadbasket. His thrusts were heavily and jerky. My respiration was quick and I felt infirm and little dizzy. I heard ringing in my spike and then I blacked out or fainted. Unsure how long I was out, but coming to with Jim shaking me awake. He had a cool wet material and laid it across my human face and neck opening. I had to lay there and go back, 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 oculus 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 position. Jim let me hump that everyone approved of my performance. I could now see him and an empty elbow room with only a table with some items near what looked like a can. Jim then told me that there was some food and Gatorade and a towel in the shower for me. He would waitress for me downstairs.

I had eaten some fruit and some sort of vigour bar and entered the shower. In the shower I cleaned myself off and out as best as I could and then I dropped. I was curled up against the exhibitioner rampart shaking. I stayed there till the hot urine ran out. I slowly got dressed and went downstairs. The household was empty, no furniture that I was able-bodied to see. Jim walked me to my car and told me to name him later, and I drove off.

He said,"You did really well. ”.

I drove home slowly and was in a daze the entirely way. I got home and noticed the sun was coming up, it was the next day. I entered my habitation and went to the cascade, and laid in the bottom of tub while it ran. After former I got up and laid down on my bed. I had drifted off to catch some Z's, only to be woken by my earphone about twelve hours 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 slumber. I slept till the future morning, when I had a breakfast fit for an army. I started to do a lot of thinking at that breaker point, and may have reached my boundary or limit. I would never go to this extreme again, but would keep it at a one on one storey. 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 lift peter. It was one netherworld of a pace .