It 's well-fixed to look back on outcome in your life history, and think how things could have turned out differently. Maybe if you did or said something dissimilar, matter would own gone a dissimilar way. They say your vision is always 20/20 in reversion. This is an accounting of a night, that no affair how toilsome I try, I will never forget.

I was younger in my early twenties, and enjoying the entirety of what life had to offer. I had a good job, steady girlfriend, and a home on my own. I worked hard, and thrived well in my professional career early. I was a modest looking man at that clip. I towered over my peers at six understructure tall, and was well built and tolerant in my frame. I worked out alot in my down sentence, and it showed, although I did n't have a six pack or anything. The dieting required to asseverate a shredded physical 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 berth soundbox workout, and was on my way rest home. On years like this, after such a undecomposed exercise, my arms and chest we 're so play out it was a conflict to even drive my car. Mid thrust I decided to detour towards a local creek that people loved to float at. It was late, sun completely down, and the darkness of the Nox consuming the sky. I wanted to go for a swimming to allay my muscles, and since I hated crowds, this seemed like a fit opportunity.

I arrived and parked my car, grabbing just my save gym towel and heading down the trail to the waters edge. From the parking lot, you had to walk down a wide gravel lead about three or four century ft long, that winded through the woodland. Normally this lead would be enviting, and warm with the changing of the twilight foliage. Tonight it was low temperature, and shadow, and if it was n't for my confidence and stature, I may deliver thought twice about the enterprise. Looking back, I should have.

At the end of the lead, it opened up directly on to the small beach that followed the edge of one bank of the brook. I was completely alone. It was still and saturnine, the only light coming from the moon that now hung high in the night sky.

I decided then that I wanted to take on entire advantage of this rare opportunity and try a dip without the hinder of article of clothing. I had never done this before, and was suddenly get the better of with excitement. It felt gamy and awry, and I was driven by the thought of being naked in the water.

After undressing I piled my drawers and shirt, underwear and socks in a courteous spot near the pee. I thought, in eccentric someone happens to have the Lapp night swim approximation that I had, I should be prepared.

I dove into the water, and immedietly was in heaven. The water supply envoloped my consistence, and carressed my swollen and sore muscles. It felt unbelievable. I began floating gently on the water, enjoying the stream from the stream over me, careful not to float away. I positioned myself so that one of my feet was wrapped in a shoetree root hanging from the edge of the inverse banking concern. I felt safe and calm, and peaceful. It was most likely the stress of the day melting away, or the touch sensation of the water supply, but regardless the reason, I soon drifted off to sleep ...

I was awoken violently, with a heavy pain sensation in my stomach. As I tried to witness my posture, I realized I was no longer in the pee. In fact I was being dragged up on to the shore by a dark frame. I tried desperately to free myself, only to get hit once more in my stomach, by a man who was walking beside me. Now, I 'm no stranger to a fight, but this man hit me hard, twice in the like location, and it was clear I was n't leaving without some pain. The man dragging me stopped, and together with the back digit, 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 cheek bounced off the table, rattling my teeth and throwing off my equilibrium.

One of the men, then jumped up onto my back and sat down, strattling my shoulder joint. I was lost, I could n't really see, and now I could barely breathe with this hulk man on top of me. He had to librate close to three hundred pounds. Even in height shape I would bear struggled to move him, and with my subvert mail service gym muscles, I was stuck. This was the moment I realized I was also still naked. I pleaded as a great deal as I could muster, I could barely take a breath let alone beg for mercy.

I heard the men talking, `` damn buddy, we sure lucked out tonight ''. `` I ca n't believe our luck, this unadulterated piece of ass, just waiting on us to arrive ''. I could n't believe what I was hearing. They could n't be dangerous, were they really going to go against 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 peg and ass. He was teasing me, like he expected that I wanted this situation. Closer and finisher he got to my Virgin kettle of fish, before gently pressing his pollex to my sphincter. I yelled out in awe, and pain, which only made both men laugh out loudly. He spit on to my ass, rubbing the fluid into my rosebud. I felt him catch both position of my hips, pulling himself nigher to my seat. Then I felt something I 'll never draw a blank. His cock sliding up my crack and encircling my SOB. I begged for him to stop.

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

When I awoke I was n't sure how recollective I was out, but the men had switched property. It was light up the maiden man had done serious damage. I was numb to the pain, and could only feel the acute pressure of the man pistoning in and out of my rectum. I do n't get it on how big he was, but his cock felt enormous. I could finger him pressing into my stomach on every forward thrust. I suddenly became mindful of another Male standing to the position. He pointed out to the others that I was a `` undecomposed little bitch '' and that he loved seeing my `` clitty get hard ''. As I tried to apprehend his statement, I realised I was indeed knockout. Why ? My body had betrayed me, how could I be arroused during such a usurpation ? With this realization, came an enormous flush of pleasance through my organic structure. It was as if all the pain was gone, and all I could finger was joy. It was the lovesome I 've ever felt. The man inside my dental caries became still, stopping deep inside my ass. I felt him empty his clump into me, and the touch sensation made my own cock erupt violently, spraying cum everywhere beneath me. He pulled from my abused and badly broken hole, letting all of his seed pour out around him. He moved from behind me, letting the third man claim his situation, and the screwing resumed. This clip however, it felt different. 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 peter that I could. We continued like this for a few proceedings before he indeed emptied his balls inside me, adding to the cum already there. I again came with force-out, feeling the cum enter my hole. Now that I was willing, the men took turns fucking me, over and over until they we 're fatigued and satisfied. Each time one of the men deposited a load inside me, I too came hard and gloriously, never once touching my own dick.

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

I laid there on the table for what seemed. Like hours. What just happened to me ? How could this give happened to me ? Why did I get such pleasure from this ? Am I gay now ? What do I do now ? Who do I severalize ? ...

I cleaned myself up as much as I could, using my towel to wipe away the blood from my tear ass, and all of the many many loads of cum seeping from inside me. I hobbled down the track to my car, getting inside I found a tone on my dash. It had a bare `` 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 plan of what to do next.

I decided to tell nonentity, I know that seems demented, but who would conceive 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 endangerment. What I did n't screw then, was I was no longer the same mortal ...

My girl left me in the espouse months, because we could n't have sex. No matter 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 cause. I was sitting at home on my computer, surfing some erotica sites, trying to get an erection. That 's when I came across a television of some pansy gay hypnosis. It was n't intentional, just one of those clickbait options at the bottom of every video. As I watched the `` man '' on the screen bend over and film a very large cock inside his ass, I got hard immedietly. I was so lost at this. What does this mean ? I tried to read advantage of the hard-on, but no matter how intemperately I jerked off, I just could n't cum. What was ill-timed with me ?

I found out some time later, while getting raped for the secondly prison term ... that I indeed could still get hard and cum. But it would only bump 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 night long ago. But that 's a floor for another day..

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

If you enjoyed this storey, I can continue with the narration of my second thrust meeting. Hope you liked it !