My massages with Jim had continued about every two to three calendar week. Sometimes the massage was the last thing on my judgement, I just wanted him to use me and fulfil his indigence sexually with my willing body. A few prison term I arrived and he had to work. I would get on my knees and while he would work on his reckoner, I swallowed his seminal fluid. I found my desire to be used by him had grown and I had started to refer 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 suffer to look for it. At that point I had been fucked by him, jerked and sucked him off. He had shot a few fourth dimension on my face and made me work out it up.

I had missed a few week and was going brainsick to see him. A Tuesday night came and I had a latterly night 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 play on my ass. It always felt trade good, with his spot 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 bet on room. ''

A few seconds later he was rubbing the oil on me and into my hollow, 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 tool sliding on my crack. I noticed I was a fiddling wet than I had been in the past, by the difficulty he had pushing into my golf hole. Jim 's persistence in pushing, paid off. He finally slipped in, but some pain started and it felt really tight as hell. He was moving obtuse and took his clip. My yap finally had opened up more and he went deeper. I had not remembered him feeling so deep before. I relaxed more and my coxa rode the length of his shaft.

"postponement !"Jim was going deeper and he felt larger, then I have ever felt him before.
I then felt a osculation on my ear, I turn to reckon up and Jim was standing at the capitulum of the table. I looked over my shoulder and saw another guy fucking me. He was a Lester Willis Young Latin guy.
Jim said, `` Paul is your surprise, hope you like him. ''
I was in ecstasy with every thrust.
Jim said,"You should love 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 cryptic long stokes. He was stretching my kettle of fish, with his thick and eleven inch cock. It was at this point that James put his shaft onto my lips and I gladly opened my mouth as he slid down to the back of my throat.

I felt like an piano accordion being pumped at both death. Paul the Latin guy, pounding my ass was speeding up and breathing heavy. This was when I knew he was going to cum. Jim and Paul both pulled out and swap places. My mouth just opened at the mo Apostle of the Gentiles shot his Brobdingnagian hot payload - stream after stream. The taste drove me en and increased my desire.

Jim was behind me and had easily pushed into my stretched-out hole. I was getting every drop cloth out of Paul 's shaft, and then he stepped away. My eyes had not fully adjusted to the iniquity since I had my face down in the table. When I had looked up and around the room, I saw two people on the sofa watching.

Unsure if I had seen mortal watching, I returned my face to the cradle. I turned my read/write head to find out as Jim shot his hot cargo trench in my hole and I saw another person standing in the manse 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 people 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 and the people who watched.

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

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

He told me they thought I was a hot little male fornicatress and want to receive me to a exceptional 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 phone. He asked how I had liked it again. Over the past times weeks I was capable to consider about it more and more than and it really got me hot every meter thinking about it.

He said, `` Great, the mates that watched you would care to know if you have a job being tied up. ''
I thought for a moment and my shaft got intemperately. I guess my consistence had told me the answer.
I replied, `` Sounds hot. ``

He told me, he would be in touch.


Author 's note of hand : This is another episode of dependable events of my life in the past couple years.

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This is the last of my gay find storey. It has been a journey for me. I started as a vanilla straight Male and over the yesteryear mates years I have learned my true identity. I had been trained to show my dead on target coloring, a slavish slut. My daddy/master tells me what to do, and when to do it. He saw it in me from the first moment we met. He slowly seduced me and led me down this pathway. I now eagerly bet forward to the next step. It did not take away long for me to pass on the pinnacle of submission.

The text edition came during the early part of the week. I was told that I would need to be exempt anytime between Friday and Saturday. I cleared my schedule and had waited to be contacted. On Friday I got the text giving me an address and the time to prove up. Friday Night, I arrived at eight o'clock at a home in the centre of a gated residential area. I sat in my car, and later Jim exited the home to speak with me.

Jim said,"I will need to blindfold you and guide you to a room in the theater. Then I will strap you to a chopine, are you still prepare 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 room access with Jim, and stood while I was blindfolded. No turning back now, I told myself. We entered and I was guided up the stairs and into a room, unable to see so unsure what or who was there. In the way I was told to get unclothe. I was led to the center and told to kneel. I felt a weapons platform type of structure in front of me. It was with child and covered in a delicate blanket type of stuff. My hands were pulled and I was stretched over this objective. Then my hired hand had leather straps wrapped around them and buckled. I then felt my stage spread and strapped down.

My heart was racing and pounding hard, I may have bitten off more than I could manducate. I laid there for maybe fifteen minutes when I heard the door open. I heard music coming from another role of the business firm, and voices. I heard batch of voices, all rustling. I felt the bearing 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."

Well at least I had a good Holy Writ, I had read about them in BDSM stories. I felt Jim's hands softly rubbing me and then two more pairs of hands. Three people are standing over me and I am stretched out on my tummy, spread all-inclusive. I heard Jim 's representative telling me to relax and open up up.

I took a big breath and opened my sassing. Jim 's cock slid in, I knew it was him because I had enjoyed his rod enough. warm up oil started to be worked in on my ass and between my branch and it felt so good. Four hands were rubbing and pushing the oil around. After a few minutes someone was working their finger inside my hole. I felt it was a woman, because she had finger nails. Now and then, she would hang back the nails over my ass and up my back sending shudder through my physical structure. While this was going on, my head was supported by pillows and Jim was slowly fucking my throat.

I was very slack up and felt soothed. I felt soul grab my legs and decide in between them, and so it was going to start. I felt a cock rubbing up and down my hollow, getting all oiled up before pushing in. It was a thinner and smaller motherfucker than Jim 's, so it easily penetrated my sanctum. This guy grabbed my rose hip and was pulling as hard as he could to insure I felt him. I felt that he was grandiloquent and skinny by his size between my legs and he had to occasionally slip down the bed bodily structure I was strapped to.

Jim and the skinny guy started to strike in unison, it was overnice and I felt I could do this all day. I noticed the women's nails again but this metre digging into my back, which has always been a huge tour on for me. She was pushing in harder and the tightly fitting guy begun to accelerate 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 fix and it was very warm and hardly noticeable. This was the first 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 warm dripped on my binding and ass, and then more drop. I realized that the woman 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 consignment down my throat. Jim pulled from my mouth.

I said,"Yummy."

Unsure how much time had passed, but I had cum spill inside me while another onus shot all over my tornado. Jim moved from in front to behind me and pushed his still hard rod inside me.

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

Jim settled in and was making tenacious mysterious solidus of his rod in my mess. mortal approached and moved into position by my principal and my mouth opened awaiting a dainty hard on. Nothing at first off and then the heels of two feet up on my shoulder and my face met a warmly juicy pussy. This was a nice surprise 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 tasting bitch attached to my lips. Before I knew it, the legs encircled my point and she was bucking severely and furiously. I thought for a moment she was going to break my neck opening and then she froze. It felt as though her back was arched and clay. A powerful gush of womanish sprayed my face. The odor was intoxicating and taste was lovesome and sweet.

They had taken a breaking for a while and I was left to grizzle in the fluids and rest, for what was about to come. It was the initiatory metre I was capable to remark how I felt and my cock was so hard it was straining. I felt as though it might burst forth out my gormandize mushroom cloud tip. I was still blindfolded, but my hearing had become more sharp. I think it had been about fifteen minutes and I heard Thomas More voices and then a cleaning lady next to me spoke.

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

She had a nursing bottle of water, with a stalk in it. I slowly tope some, not wanting to much for it may make interfered with the evening. I had enough and then the straw was replaced with a super thick putz. I guided it into my rima oris with my tongue. At my hungry mess, 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 angriness like fever.

In the lag the thick prick working my mouth was growing and growing and had become prominent than Jim. My mouth was getting a work out, jaw and knife got tired and sore. The guy pounding my ass suddenly had pulled out and he finished by jerking off right field on my hole.

The thick boy pulled out of my rima oris and moved in behind me and replaced the one prior. He used more force to push his way in and began to fuck me. He is moving fast and savage. He was thick and I felt it was tight but I loved it and then he came. His stacks were hot. I felt them hit my erectile inside, load after lading. midst boy kept cumming and his thrusts were causing the lodge seed to squirt out the sides.

He finally emptied his clump chemise and retreated from my hollow. I was gaping and spouge is dripping out of me. I began to catch my breath as I felt the lenient touch modality on my stiffened rod. A soft warm hand caressed my cock and slowly stroked it. It was a woman, and she was sliding her head between my leg. My mortise joint straps were undone and I pushed up to give her wanton access to my cock. I was in the spot where I was driving my hips down into her fount shoving my aching stopcock to her throat. Her rima oris is strong and her tongue swirled around my tip and celebrate 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 death longer as she was making my gumshoe experience out of this macrocosm. I came hard and it just continued to hang from me and I did not suppose someone could cum that much. She drank down the finale 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 succeeding. I may not have needed to ask that query, because I was about to chance upon what she meant. She was still slowly stroking me and individual grabbed my hips and got behind me. I felt large total 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 get-go thought was someone was going to try to fist me, and now I was incertain if I wanted that. It was warm and mild than and arm. I just then was shocked back to realism, and had a realization. This is not an arm, it's a monster size cock. I had seen my share of porno with actors who supposed to have twelve plus inch rooster. I always thought it to be a CGI trick.

I felt the huge tip against my door."Holy hell, it's huge and no way is it going to fit. '' He pushed and I about honk my tonsils. Oh my, how did he think it would fit in my picayune trap ?

The woman said,"Relax"

He started to bear on with a rhythm and my hips were starting to pit him and his movements. `` What do I do now, should I call up out the prophylactic Book and stop this ? How could little old me take something almost unhuman like, I can not, no way. '' Then I felt a small awful twinge and he had worked the head in. I could not bury 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 pelvic arch reach me. I believed he was about as thick as a urine nursing bottle and maybe thirteen column inch. I was unable to get my breath and he did one terminal thrust. `` Oh, mortal help me ! '' I was being split in two and could not take it.

For the next few minute he continued slow poke deep into my cave, and then I felt my aching yap comfort. Either he ripped me or my dead body accepted him ? I started to move my hip joint and within a couple More moments I was thrusting back. I began to feel very euphoric and became outspoken, begging for it. This continued for a few minutes as best as I could tell. I heard more interpreter and sounded like favorable reception. Then I felt that familiar spirit again. Someone jerked off over me while I was getting fucked.

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

I felt flow of cum shooting and dripping all over my forefront, back, ass and crack. Cum dripping down my crack was being worked into my hole by the jumbo cock. My back was dripping wet from consignment after cargo of cum blanketing me. Cum covered my face and was dripping into pools on the pillows.

The onlooker had subsided when the monstrosity tool tearing my cakehole apart stiffened and if potential got larger. Then I felt it, hot liquid state feeling way up interior, almost as if in my stomach. His knife thrust were hard and jerked meat. My breathing was flying and I felt weak and rebuff dizzy. I heard ringing in my pinna and then I blacked out or fainted. Unsure how tenacious I was out, but coming to with Jim shaking me awake. He had a nerveless wet cloth and laid it across my grimace and neck. I had to lay there and convalesce, getting military strength back in my body.

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

It took a few minute of arc before my center 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 side. Jim let me know that everyone approved of my functioning. I could now see him and an abandon elbow room with only a table with some items 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 wait for me downstairs.

I had eaten some fruit and some sorting of DOE bar and entered the shower bath. In the shower I cleaned myself off and out as best as I could and then I dropped. I was curled up against the shower wall shakiness. I stayed there till the hot water ran out. I slowly got dressed and went downstairs. The house was empty, no article 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 abode slowly and was in a daze the whole way. I got household and noticed the sun was coming up, it was the side by side 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 catch some Z's, only to be woken by my sound about twelve hour later. It was Jim on the phone.

He said,"How are you"?

I replied,"Tired and incertain 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 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 experience reached my boundary or limit. I would never go to this extreme point again, but would keep it at a one on one level. Someone once said that"When one doorway closes another opens."fountainhead, one better know if it leads to a steep slippery incline or an empty elevator shaft. It was one hell of a footmark .