My massages with Jim had continued about every two to three weeks. Sometimes the massage was the cobbler's last affair on my idea, I just wanted him to use me and satisfy his needs sexually with my willing dead body. A few times I arrived and he had to play. I would get on my knees and while he would wreak on his computer, I swallowed his seed. I found my desire to be used by him had grown and I had started to bring up to myself his strumpet. 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 point I had been fucked by him, jerked and sucked him off. He had shot a few times on my face and made me lick it up.

I had missed a few calendar week and was going sick to see him. A Tuesday night came and I had a recent night massage scheduled with him. I arrived, took a shower, and got on table with my typeface down. He had come out and we chatted like we had always done. Jim was naked now and started to ferment on my ass. It always felt good, with his touch 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 support way. ''

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

He slowly got on the mesa 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 cock sliding on my crack. I noticed I was a short tight than I had been in the past tense, by the difficulty he had pushing into my hole. Jim 's persistence in pushing, paid off. He finally slipped in, but some pain started and it felt really nasty as hell. He was moving slow and took his time. My hole finally had opened up more and he went profoundly. I had not remembered him feeling so oceanic abyss before. I relaxed more and my hip rode the length of his shaft.

"Wait !"Jim was going deeper and he felt turgid, then I have ever felt him before.
I then felt a kiss on my ear, I turn to expect up and Jim was standing at the head of the table. I looked over my articulatio humeri and saw another guy fucking me. He was a youthful Latin guy.
Jim said, `` Paul is your surprisal, hope you like him. ''
I was in raptus with every thrust.
Jim said,"You should relish 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 rich foresightful stokes. He was stretching my gob, with his thick and eleven inch putz. It was at this point that James I put his cock onto my lips and I gladly opened my mouth 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 punishing. This was when I knew he was going to cum. Jim and Paul both pulled out and sell places. My mouth just opened at the present moment Alice Paul shot his vast hot load - stream after watercourse. 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 cock, and then he stepped away. My heart had not fully adjusted to the dark since I had my face down in the table. When I had looked up and around the room, I saw two mass on the couch watching.

Unsure if I had seen someone watching, I returned my face to the cradle. I turned my head to watch as Jim shot his hot load deep in my hole and I saw another person 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 citizenry and three others watched me, I never been so ferment on.
I showered and I came out and Jim was on couch, so we talked.

He asked if I was okay with Alice Paul and the the great unwashed who watched.

Jim said,"I told the multitude about you, did Paul's tool scathe you. ``

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

He told me they thought I was a hot niggling male slut and want to invite me to a special event.
Jim asked,"You open to more surprises ?"
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 by hebdomad I was able to reckon 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 know if you have a trouble being tied up. ''
I thought for a minute and my cock got hard. I guess my body had told me the answer.
I replied, `` Sounds hot. ``

He told me, he would be in touch.


Author 's distinction : This is another instalment of true events of my life in the preceding couplet years.

LAST PART

This is the hold up of my gay discovery stories. It has been a journey for me. I started as a vanilla straight male person and over the past couple years I have learned my true indistinguishability. I had been trained to show my true colors, a submissive strumpet. My daddy/master tells me what to do, and when to do it. He saw it in me from the first import we met. He slowly seduced me and led me down this pathway. I now eagerly look forward to the future gradation. It did not pick out long for me to reach the pinnacle of submission.

The schoolbook came during the former percentage of the calendar week. I was told that I would need to be innocent anytime between Friday and Saturday. I cleared my schedule and had waited to be contacted. On Friday I got the schoolbook giving me an computer address and the time to point up. Friday night, I arrived at eight o'clock at a house in the midriff of a gated community. I sat in my car, and later Jim exited the dwelling to speak with me.

Jim said,"I will ask to blindfold you and channelise you to a elbow room in the theater. Then I will trounce you to a platform, are you still ready for this."

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

I stepped out of my car and walked to the threshold 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 way I was told to get unattired. I was led to the heart and soul and told to kneel. I felt a program eccentric of structure in front of me. It was large and covered in a subdued blanket type of material. My custody 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 branch spread and strapped down.

My substance was racing and pounding hard, I may have bitten off more than I could masticate. I laid there for maybe fifteen minutes when I heard the room access open. I heard music coming from another parting of the firm, and voices. I heard lots of phonation, all rustle. 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 word THUNDER."

fountainhead at least I had a prophylactic word, I had read about them in BDSM history. I felt Jim's hands softly rubbing me and then two more pairs of paw. Three hoi polloi are standing over me and I am stretched out on my tummy, spread wide. I heard Jim 's spokesperson telling me to relax and open up.

I took a big breath and opened my mouthpiece. Jim 's shaft 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 good. Four hands were rubbing and pushing the oil around. After a few minutes individual was working their digit inside my hole. 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 chills through my body. While this was going on, my head was supported by pillows and Jim was slowly shtup my throat.

I was very slow down and felt soothed. I felt someone grab my legs and root in between them, and so it was going to go. I felt a stopcock rubbing up and down my hole, getting all oiled up before pushing in. It was a thinner and smaller putz than Jim 's, so it easily penetrated my sanctum. This guy grabbed my hip and was pulling as hard as he could to insure I felt him. I felt that he was tall and skinny by his size between my legs and he had to occasionally slew down the bed structure I was strapped to.

Jim and the skinny guy started to move in unison, it was gracious and I felt I could do this all day. I noticed the women's nails again but this time digging into my back, which has always been a immense turn of events on for me. She was pushing in harder and the skinny guy begun to animate his footstep 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 hollow and it was very promptly and hardly noticeable. This was the outset 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 dainty. I love Jim's seeded player, I would take it every day if I could. Something quick dripped on my spinal column and ass, and then more dripped. I realized that the charwoman 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 loads down my pharynx. Jim pulled from my mouth.

I said,"Yummy."

Unsure how often prison term had passed, but I had cum run out inside me while another load stab all over my crack. Jim moved from in strawman to behind me and pushed his still punishing rod inside me.

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

Jim settled in and was making long deep strokes of his rod in my hole. Someone approached and moved into position by my head word and my mouth opened awaiting a nice hard on. cypher at low and then the heels of two foot up on my berm and my font met a warm juicy pussy. This was a squeamish surprise and I went to town with my tongue.

Jim 's effort got faster and faster and then pounded hard into my niggling boy pussy and loose another cargo of jizz that I took deep. I then was so turned on that I was ravaging the sweet-scented degustation cunt attached to my lips. Before I knew it, the legs encircled my head and she was bucking severely and furiously. I thought for a moment she was going to break my cervix and then she froze. It felt as though her spinal column was arched and stiff. A powerful gush of womanish sprayed my face. The scent was intoxicating and taste was warmly 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 come up. It was the first time I was able to notice how I felt and my cock was so hard it was straining. I felt as though it might explode out my engorged mushroom tip. I was still blindfolded, but my earshot had become more acute. I think it had been about fifteen arcminute and I heard more phonation and then a woman next to me spoke.

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

She had a feeding bottle of piddle, with a stubble in it. I slowly drank some, not wanting to much for it may have interfered with the even. I had enough and then the straw was replaced with a super thick shaft. I guided it into my mouthpiece with my lingua. At my thirsty kettle of fish, 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 choler like fever.

In the interim the thick slam working my mouth was growing and growing and had become bombastic than Jim. My oral fissure was getting a employment out, jaw and tongue got shopworn 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 sassing and moved in behind me and replaced the one prior. He used more force out to push his way in and began to fuck me. He is moving fast and furious. He was thick and I felt it was pixilated but I loved it and then he came. His freight were hot. I felt them hit my cavernous insides, payload after load. Thick boy kept cumming and his thrusts were causing the deposited seed to squirt out the sides.

He finally emptied his ball sacks and retreated from my hole. I was gaping and spouge is dripping out of me. I began to catch my breath as I felt the soft hint on my stiffened rod. A lenient warm hand caressed my cock and slowly stroked it. It was a char, and she was sliding her head between my wooden leg. My mortise joint shoulder strap were undone and I pushed up to give her easy approach to my shaft. I was in the position where I was driving my rosehip down into her nerve shoving my aching cock to her throat. Her backtalk is warm and her natural language 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 sense experience. I had hoped I could close longer as she was making my dick experience out of this world. I came hard and it just continued to flow from me and I did not mean somebody could cum that much. She drank down the finally drop and crawled out from under me, while still stroking my shaft. She leaned in and whispered to me.

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

What did she imply 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 happen upon 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 warm and nice.

Then laid on my sally was what felt like mortal's arm. The first thought was someone was going to try to fist me, and now I was shy if I wanted that. It was warm up and softer than and arm. I just then was shocked back to reality, and had a realization. This is not an arm, it's a goliath size cock. I had seen my share of porn with actors who supposed to hold twelve plus edge hammer. I always thought it to be a CGI trick.

I felt the huge tip against my threshold."holy place hell, it's vast and no way is it going to fit. '' He pushed and I about upchuck my tonsils. Oh my, how did he recollect it would fit in my little fix ?

The fair sex said,"Relax"

He started to labour with a speech rhythm and my hip joint were starting to match him and his motion. `` What do I do now, should I call out the safe Good Book and stop this ? How could little old me strike something almost unhuman like, I can not, no way. '' Then I felt a lowly terrible twinge and he had worked the question in. I could not swallow and breathing was super-fast. It was unbelievable, but with every thrust he got a little deeper, but how far could he go.

I had to straighten my back as he was going deeper, while I was still unable to feel his hips reach me. I believed he was about as thick as a water bottleful and maybe 13 inches. I was ineffectual to get my breath and he did one final get-up-and-go. `` Oh, someone help me ! '' I was being split in two and could not convey it.

For the next few proceedings he continued slow down thrusts deep into my cave, and then I felt my aching jam ease. Either he ripped me or my body accepted him ? I started to move my hip joint and within a couple Thomas More consequence I was thrusting back. I began to finger very euphoric and became vocal, begging for it. This continued for a few minute of arc as best as I could separate. I heard More voices and sounded like favourable reception. Then I felt that familiar feeling again. Someone jerked off over me while I was getting fucked.

someone said,"Everyone cum on the good footling slut."

I felt flow of cum shooting and dripping all over my headland, back, ass and pass. Cum dripping down my crack was being worked into my hole by the gargantuan cock. My cover was dripping wet from cargo after lading 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 jam apart stiffened and if possible got larger. Then I felt it, hot liquid feeling way up inside, almost as if in my venter. His poking were arduous and jerky. My breathing was quick and I felt weak and slight dizzy. I heard ringing in my ears and then I blacked out or fainted. Unsure how longsighted I was out, but coming to with Jim shaking me awake. He had a cool wet material and laid it across my face and neck. I had to lay there and find, getting strength back in my body.

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

It took a few min before my oculus 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 know that everyone approved of my execution. I could now see him and an discharge room with only a table with some item near what looked like a bathroom. Jim then told me that there was some food and Gatorade and a towel in the shower for me. He would look for me downstairs.

I had eaten some fruit and some variety of energy bar and entered the exhibitor. In the rain shower I cleaned myself off and out as best as I could and then I dropped. I was curled up against the shower bulwark shaking. I stayed there till the hot water ran out. I slowly got dressed and went downstairs. The family was empty, no piece of furniture that I was able to see. Jim walked me to my car and told me to call him later, and I drove off.

He said,"You did really well. ”.

I drove home slowly and was in a haze the whole 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 fanny of tub while it ran. After erstwhile I got up and laid down on my bed. I had drifted off to slumber, only to be woken by my phone about dozen hours 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 empathise 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 next sunup, when I had a breakfast fit for an Army. I started to do a lot of thinking at that point, and may birth reached my bound or limit. I would never go to this extreme again, but would keep it at a one on one stage. Someone once said that"When one doorway closes another opens."well, one salutary know if it leads to a plunge slippery side or an empty elevator tool. It was one nether region of a step .