Monday, November 16, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
You've been Daddy Dicked, Boy!
Bored out of horniness and climbing the walls thinking that I was going to have to jack off again, I decided to make the almost three hour drive to a gay resort/sex club near where I live.
I drove there for what seemed like an eternity with a hard-on the whole way.
these kinds of situations can be like a new presidential initiative... if your expectations are too high you can ruin the whole thing. With that in mind, I set my mind on just making at least one good hook up that would satisfy the beast in me and try not to be too big of a pig about it.
I arrive and had a couple of beers while I got into my 'Ho Wear,' my old jeans with the ass all torn out and buttons on the front that didn't really work and a thread bear white tee shirt with some old cum stains on it that really showed off my hard nipples... even in a darkened room.
I grabbed my poppers and made my way to the building that housed the maze of glory holes, jail cells and darkened cubby holes to see what I could find.
As I waited for my eyes to adjust to the dark, a couple of guys stood by me and started to rub their crotches. It was too dark to tell who was who, but I reached out and started to feel my way around. there was a jock kind of a guy with a really hard upcurved cock who liked my nipples a lot and played with them as I handled his cock. Then there was an older man who seemed to have too much to drink. That alone wasn't a big deal, but as a recently quit smoker, his breath from old whiskey and stale cigarettes made me a little grossed out. Then there was a hulking guy who I couldn't really make out at first because the light was behind him. I could tell he was big, but as I began to see, I could tell he had long hair, which really isn't a turn on for me. Eventually I could tell that he was a really straight looking red-neck who just didn't fit any of the ideas I had for my evening, but as as I was walking away with my newly adjusted vision, I reached out my hand to discover a fat, hard, big-headed, red-neck dick poking out of his pants. So I just grabbed on and kept walking. he got the hint and followed me to one of the glory hole rooms. I didn't want to bother with the glory hole itself, so I just motioned for him to follow me into the room. I took a big hit of poppers and pulled my pants down to my ankles as I sat down and came face to face with this straight man, red-neck monster staring at me.
I started to lick his heavy balls and his dick started to get even bigger. I put my lips around it and was relieved to find that I was going to be able to do a really good job for him. there's nothing worse than finding the cock of your dreams to suck and then find that it's just too big to anything with but throw it over your shoulder and burp it.
I started sucking and slobbering on his stiffy and when I put the whole thing down my throat, I got an audible gasp from my, until then, strong silent type man. I got his attention with that move. He wasn't the most attractive guy in the world, so I imagine that he has had his fair share of rejection by women, and even with his stud cock, by what can be a very superficial gay community. I was on a mission to make sure he knew he was the stud-stallion of the century. That's generally the way I like to make the men feel when I'm sucking on their rod, but in this case, I felt like this man really needed it.
He grabbed my head and with stunned amazement, he started pumping his dick all the way down into my throat and all the way out as I gazed up into his face with my gullet wide open for him.
He skull fucked me good and hard as I massaged his heavy, egg-sized nuts. They would relax and then pull way up high next to his crotch with every pump. Then I felt his nuts really retract as he stuffed the full length of his rod down my throat and held the back of my head with his massive hands. I could feel his cock pulsing and pumping his huge load down my throat as I gagged and choked but didn't spill a drop.
When he was mostly done, he pulled out and I tasted the last few drops drip out of his massive cock head onto my tongue. I licked him clean and he buttoned up and left the room... he didn't say anything, but the look on his face was more than enough thank-you. If I can leave a man speechless, I figure I've done my job, plus that's what turns me on the most.
Based on my non-greedy pact that I had with myself, that really should have been enough for the evening, but I just wasn't really quite done yet.
I wondered around for a while and didn't see anyone else I really was interested in. Just when I was about to walk out, I decided that I would go back into the larger room to see what was going on there. When I did, I saw the Daddy of my dreams standing there. He had to be 6'8" and about 280 lbs. he was massive with a beard and mustache. He was leaning against the wall and sat down near him and started to jack my dick. He was doing the same. For what ever reason, guys like this are rarely into me. Usually I find that they really want someone more their size. I'm not small, but I'm not bulky. I made my peace a long time ago with the fact that I'm a tall trim guy with an athletic build... poor me, I'm not a line-backer like I wanted to be for so long. So, for what ever reason, this linebacker was into me.
I walked over to him and started to fell his massive chest and torso. I ran my hands up and down, pulling on his big man-sized nipples and grabbing his fat, hard, beer-can dick. He grabbed me and pushed me against the wall and started to tongue me. He took his big hand and pushed my head to the side as he bit my neck and started squeezing my nipples. I was putty in his hands and he knew by the way I was submitting that he could do damn-near whatever he wanted to do.
My favorite thing ever is to be man-handled by a man who id way bigger, stronger and more powerful than I am. This guy tossed me around like a rag doll. If he wanted his pits cleaned that's where he put my mouth. If he wanted his tits eaten, he swung my head around to his chest. When he wanted me to suck his dick he forced me to my knees and stuffed it in my mouth. I obliged him everything that he commanded.
He turned me around and started playing with my hole and slapping my ass. He forced me over and I could feel his cock throbbing on my nuts as he pulled on my tits and chewed on my neck. I was moaning in pain and pleasure as his hot breath formed steamy words of faggot bliss in my ear canal and caused my body to shiver and quake.
He pulled out a condom and as he was putting it on, I spit in my hand and rubbed it on my man-hole.
The once empty room was now full of gawkers and watchers. In some situations like this it can be ruined by guys wanting to get too involved, but this man was so fucking big, that all anyone dared to do was watch.
He had a hard time at first stuffing that beer can cock up my hole. Being mostly a cocksucker, I don't have a very wide hole. But this guy was not taking no for an answer and he kept on prodding and stuffing until it made it's way deep inside me. Then he started really bucking like a stud-stallion. My head was banging on the wall in front of me as he fucked and slapped my ass in the middle of a room full of onlookers. he told me to' "Spread my hole." as I begged him to stop and to not stop. I pulled out my bottle of poppers from my hoodie on the floor and he obliged me as I took two big hits and put it back down.
"Where's your fucking manners, boy," he spit. I quickly handed him the poppers and he too took two big hits. To be honest, I didn't know if I could take this bull stud fucking me up the ass on poppers. But what's a boy to do? If Big Daddy Dick wants poppers, you give Big Daddy Dick his poppers. He already has my hole anyway.
I was right. i almost couldn't take my big bull stud fucking me when he was on a poppers high. We were both really bucking and moaning incomprehensible obscenities at each other. My guts were definitely being invaded. It hurt and I loved every hard thrust up my hole.
He suddenly stopped and pulled out, swung me around and pushed me to the ground. He pulled off the condom and started fucking my face hard. Now the back of my head was hitting the wall as he invaded my mouth with his fat cock. A minute of jacking and out gushed his big hot load all over my face and front of my shirt.
As he put himself together, he smiled down at me and told me how that was exactly what he was looking for, and that, " You've been Daddy Dicked, Boy!" With jizz still dripping from my chin I explained that the pleasure was all mine. He helped me up off the floor (all that hottness and a gentleman too).
As I was covered completely now in jizz I thought I'd better go clean up a little bit. On my way out, I saw him sitting in a lounge area so I walked over to him to tell him how much I had enjoyed it. He had a smile on his face the whole time as we introduced ourselves before I left for my room. When I got tom my room and looked in the mirror I could no linger tell if he was smiling at me or laughing because I literally had cum dripping from everywhere. A long strand was hanging from my 'stache and attached down on my shirt. My shirt was covered along with my gotee and neck. I stood in amazement for a while as I gazed at the man juice that now covered my entire front and thought about the 8 or 9 guys who I had walked by on the way to my room. Not that they weren't there to do the same thing, but still, it's not a sight you see every day.
After a little bit of rest, I decided that I still hadn't quite had enough, but I knew that I was really pushing the greed factor. On the other hand, after all this hot sex, I still hadn't cum. I went back in and strolled around a bit. Back in a dark corner I saw what looked like a big black football player. MMMMM! I walked over and grabbed a handful of hard, ready-to-go, monster chocolate meat!
I kneeled down instinctively and pulled down his sweat pants. When I did, his fad rod swung up and slapped my face with a thud. I started to go to town on that beautiful fuck pipe as I squatted in front of this beautiful man, swallowing and slobbering and jacking my cock. He started pumping my face faster now and his nuts were starting to tighten up next to his crotch. He was moaning with pleasure as he pulled out of my mouth and jacked off a huge load of jizz all over my face and shirt. I encouraged him to blow it all over me like the black bull stud he was as I too dumped a big load on the floor... mixing with his cum load and my spit, then he pulled up and walked away. I love it when they do that!
I was once again covered in cum from my forehead to my boots. I stood up to get my wits about me and as I started to walk away I slipped in the gooey pile of spit and cum and landed on my ass right in it. I guess that was my message that I had had enough for the evening. I stood up again and walked past a lot of the same guys who saw me cum covered walking back to my room the first time. some of them laughed a good natured laugh. If they only knew the extent to which I had been totally Daddy Dicked, they would have been jealous.
I drove there for what seemed like an eternity with a hard-on the whole way.
these kinds of situations can be like a new presidential initiative... if your expectations are too high you can ruin the whole thing. With that in mind, I set my mind on just making at least one good hook up that would satisfy the beast in me and try not to be too big of a pig about it.
I arrive and had a couple of beers while I got into my 'Ho Wear,' my old jeans with the ass all torn out and buttons on the front that didn't really work and a thread bear white tee shirt with some old cum stains on it that really showed off my hard nipples... even in a darkened room.
I grabbed my poppers and made my way to the building that housed the maze of glory holes, jail cells and darkened cubby holes to see what I could find.
As I waited for my eyes to adjust to the dark, a couple of guys stood by me and started to rub their crotches. It was too dark to tell who was who, but I reached out and started to feel my way around. there was a jock kind of a guy with a really hard upcurved cock who liked my nipples a lot and played with them as I handled his cock. Then there was an older man who seemed to have too much to drink. That alone wasn't a big deal, but as a recently quit smoker, his breath from old whiskey and stale cigarettes made me a little grossed out. Then there was a hulking guy who I couldn't really make out at first because the light was behind him. I could tell he was big, but as I began to see, I could tell he had long hair, which really isn't a turn on for me. Eventually I could tell that he was a really straight looking red-neck who just didn't fit any of the ideas I had for my evening, but as as I was walking away with my newly adjusted vision, I reached out my hand to discover a fat, hard, big-headed, red-neck dick poking out of his pants. So I just grabbed on and kept walking. he got the hint and followed me to one of the glory hole rooms. I didn't want to bother with the glory hole itself, so I just motioned for him to follow me into the room. I took a big hit of poppers and pulled my pants down to my ankles as I sat down and came face to face with this straight man, red-neck monster staring at me.
I started to lick his heavy balls and his dick started to get even bigger. I put my lips around it and was relieved to find that I was going to be able to do a really good job for him. there's nothing worse than finding the cock of your dreams to suck and then find that it's just too big to anything with but throw it over your shoulder and burp it. I started sucking and slobbering on his stiffy and when I put the whole thing down my throat, I got an audible gasp from my, until then, strong silent type man. I got his attention with that move. He wasn't the most attractive guy in the world, so I imagine that he has had his fair share of rejection by women, and even with his stud cock, by what can be a very superficial gay community. I was on a mission to make sure he knew he was the stud-stallion of the century. That's generally the way I like to make the men feel when I'm sucking on their rod, but in this case, I felt like this man really needed it.
He grabbed my head and with stunned amazement, he started pumping his dick all the way down into my throat and all the way out as I gazed up into his face with my gullet wide open for him.
He skull fucked me good and hard as I massaged his heavy, egg-sized nuts. They would relax and then pull way up high next to his crotch with every pump. Then I felt his nuts really retract as he stuffed the full length of his rod down my throat and held the back of my head with his massive hands. I could feel his cock pulsing and pumping his huge load down my throat as I gagged and choked but didn't spill a drop.
When he was mostly done, he pulled out and I tasted the last few drops drip out of his massive cock head onto my tongue. I licked him clean and he buttoned up and left the room... he didn't say anything, but the look on his face was more than enough thank-you. If I can leave a man speechless, I figure I've done my job, plus that's what turns me on the most.
Based on my non-greedy pact that I had with myself, that really should have been enough for the evening, but I just wasn't really quite done yet.
I wondered around for a while and didn't see anyone else I really was interested in. Just when I was about to walk out, I decided that I would go back into the larger room to see what was going on there. When I did, I saw the Daddy of my dreams standing there. He had to be 6'8" and about 280 lbs. he was massive with a beard and mustache. He was leaning against the wall and sat down near him and started to jack my dick. He was doing the same. For what ever reason, guys like this are rarely into me. Usually I find that they really want someone more their size. I'm not small, but I'm not bulky. I made my peace a long time ago with the fact that I'm a tall trim guy with an athletic build... poor me, I'm not a line-backer like I wanted to be for so long. So, for what ever reason, this linebacker was into me.
I walked over to him and started to fell his massive chest and torso. I ran my hands up and down, pulling on his big man-sized nipples and grabbing his fat, hard, beer-can dick. He grabbed me and pushed me against the wall and started to tongue me. He took his big hand and pushed my head to the side as he bit my neck and started squeezing my nipples. I was putty in his hands and he knew by the way I was submitting that he could do damn-near whatever he wanted to do.
My favorite thing ever is to be man-handled by a man who id way bigger, stronger and more powerful than I am. This guy tossed me around like a rag doll. If he wanted his pits cleaned that's where he put my mouth. If he wanted his tits eaten, he swung my head around to his chest. When he wanted me to suck his dick he forced me to my knees and stuffed it in my mouth. I obliged him everything that he commanded.
He turned me around and started playing with my hole and slapping my ass. He forced me over and I could feel his cock throbbing on my nuts as he pulled on my tits and chewed on my neck. I was moaning in pain and pleasure as his hot breath formed steamy words of faggot bliss in my ear canal and caused my body to shiver and quake. He pulled out a condom and as he was putting it on, I spit in my hand and rubbed it on my man-hole.
The once empty room was now full of gawkers and watchers. In some situations like this it can be ruined by guys wanting to get too involved, but this man was so fucking big, that all anyone dared to do was watch.
He had a hard time at first stuffing that beer can cock up my hole. Being mostly a cocksucker, I don't have a very wide hole. But this guy was not taking no for an answer and he kept on prodding and stuffing until it made it's way deep inside me. Then he started really bucking like a stud-stallion. My head was banging on the wall in front of me as he fucked and slapped my ass in the middle of a room full of onlookers. he told me to' "Spread my hole." as I begged him to stop and to not stop. I pulled out my bottle of poppers from my hoodie on the floor and he obliged me as I took two big hits and put it back down."Where's your fucking manners, boy," he spit. I quickly handed him the poppers and he too took two big hits. To be honest, I didn't know if I could take this bull stud fucking me up the ass on poppers. But what's a boy to do? If Big Daddy Dick wants poppers, you give Big Daddy Dick his poppers. He already has my hole anyway.
I was right. i almost couldn't take my big bull stud fucking me when he was on a poppers high. We were both really bucking and moaning incomprehensible obscenities at each other. My guts were definitely being invaded. It hurt and I loved every hard thrust up my hole.
He suddenly stopped and pulled out, swung me around and pushed me to the ground. He pulled off the condom and started fucking my face hard. Now the back of my head was hitting the wall as he invaded my mouth with his fat cock. A minute of jacking and out gushed his big hot load all over my face and front of my shirt.
As he put himself together, he smiled down at me and told me how that was exactly what he was looking for, and that, " You've been Daddy Dicked, Boy!" With jizz still dripping from my chin I explained that the pleasure was all mine. He helped me up off the floor (all that hottness and a gentleman too).
As I was covered completely now in jizz I thought I'd better go clean up a little bit. On my way out, I saw him sitting in a lounge area so I walked over to him to tell him how much I had enjoyed it. He had a smile on his face the whole time as we introduced ourselves before I left for my room. When I got tom my room and looked in the mirror I could no linger tell if he was smiling at me or laughing because I literally had cum dripping from everywhere. A long strand was hanging from my 'stache and attached down on my shirt. My shirt was covered along with my gotee and neck. I stood in amazement for a while as I gazed at the man juice that now covered my entire front and thought about the 8 or 9 guys who I had walked by on the way to my room. Not that they weren't there to do the same thing, but still, it's not a sight you see every day.
After a little bit of rest, I decided that I still hadn't quite had enough, but I knew that I was really pushing the greed factor. On the other hand, after all this hot sex, I still hadn't cum. I went back in and strolled around a bit. Back in a dark corner I saw what looked like a big black football player. MMMMM! I walked over and grabbed a handful of hard, ready-to-go, monster chocolate meat!
I kneeled down instinctively and pulled down his sweat pants. When I did, his fad rod swung up and slapped my face with a thud. I started to go to town on that beautiful fuck pipe as I squatted in front of this beautiful man, swallowing and slobbering and jacking my cock. He started pumping my face faster now and his nuts were starting to tighten up next to his crotch. He was moaning with pleasure as he pulled out of my mouth and jacked off a huge load of jizz all over my face and shirt. I encouraged him to blow it all over me like the black bull stud he was as I too dumped a big load on the floor... mixing with his cum load and my spit, then he pulled up and walked away. I love it when they do that! I was once again covered in cum from my forehead to my boots. I stood up to get my wits about me and as I started to walk away I slipped in the gooey pile of spit and cum and landed on my ass right in it. I guess that was my message that I had had enough for the evening. I stood up again and walked past a lot of the same guys who saw me cum covered walking back to my room the first time. some of them laughed a good natured laugh. If they only knew the extent to which I had been totally Daddy Dicked, they would have been jealous.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Slippery Throat
I borrowed these articles on Cocksucking and straight men from a board and thought they were really well done. http://www.menwhoswallow.net/
Throat slime is a good thing. It is like a dripping pussy when a guy fucks a woman. When a guy fucks your throat, the slime is lubrication and it is your throat pussy drooling from the dick inside you using you for his animalistic pleasure of getting his nuts off.
Trust me, practice, practice and more practice. Once you are a cock swallower your throat will be in demand and guys will refer you out. There are many straight guys out there that love fucking a fag in the mouth and get off watching their dick disappearing into a cocksuckers head.
I have straight guys that want to see my fag head bobbing up and down on their dick or like seeing my eyes bulge out when they ram their cock down my throat. Most guys sit me down on a small stool or bench beneath them, where a cocksucker belongs, looking up at them to throat rape you. They put my back against the side of a bed and get off watching my fag head bouncing back against the side of the mattress as they fuck my mouth.
Straight guys don’t want talking…They only want to hear you choking and gagging on their dick and hearing the squishy guttural sounds coming from your mouth while they skull fuck you, they also love hearing their load squirting down into you when they blow their load.
I was taught that my throat is a sex organ and my mouth is a hole to fuck. I do need to caution you though, once you master the art of being a total mouth pussy you may become dependant and need your throat fucked regularly to feel whole and complete. Prolonged time periods of not being used can send a cocksucker into withdrawal.
Once guys understand you are nothing but a cum receptacle mouth to fuck and they can use you to unload their balls with not having any concern for you and no reciprocation required…The dicks will be abundant……..Regardless of your age and looks as long as you are clean and discreet and are only interested in being their mouth whore.
http://www.menwhoswallow.net/
Throat slime is a good thing. It is like a dripping pussy when a guy fucks a woman. When a guy fucks your throat, the slime is lubrication and it is your throat pussy drooling from the dick inside you using you for his animalistic pleasure of getting his nuts off.
Trust me, practice, practice and more practice. Once you are a cock swallower your throat will be in demand and guys will refer you out. There are many straight guys out there that love fucking a fag in the mouth and get off watching their dick disappearing into a cocksuckers head.
I have straight guys that want to see my fag head bobbing up and down on their dick or like seeing my eyes bulge out when they ram their cock down my throat. Most guys sit me down on a small stool or bench beneath them, where a cocksucker belongs, looking up at them to throat rape you. They put my back against the side of a bed and get off watching my fag head bouncing back against the side of the mattress as they fuck my mouth.
Straight guys don’t want talking…They only want to hear you choking and gagging on their dick and hearing the squishy guttural sounds coming from your mouth while they skull fuck you, they also love hearing their load squirting down into you when they blow their load.
I was taught that my throat is a sex organ and my mouth is a hole to fuck. I do need to caution you though, once you master the art of being a total mouth pussy you may become dependant and need your throat fucked regularly to feel whole and complete. Prolonged time periods of not being used can send a cocksucker into withdrawal.
Once guys understand you are nothing but a cum receptacle mouth to fuck and they can use you to unload their balls with not having any concern for you and no reciprocation required…The dicks will be abundant……..Regardless of your age and looks as long as you are clean and discreet and are only interested in being their mouth whore.
http://www.menwhoswallow.net/
The Cocksuckers Creed
As a Cocksucker, I realize my place is at the feet of my Feeder. As a Cocksucker, I realize my sexual fulfillment depends on the pleasure I give my Feeder and his generosity in allowing me to gain nourishment from him. As a Cocksucker, I realize my only real sexual organs are my mouth, tongue, and throat. As a Cocksucker, I realize my only need is to pleasure my Feeder. When I am at my true place between his legs, I HAVE NO NEEDS OTHER THAN THIS. As a Cocksucker, I solemnly vow, without hesitation or regret to... - Possess a willing mouth - Know I belong on my knees in the presence of a true Feeder - Accept my Feeder's milk, his nourishment, his cum, in any manner my Feeder requires - Give my Feeder my best, for this is what he deserves for allowing me to nourish myself - Maintain such focus on his cock and his pleasure that it becomes the center of my universe - Suck, swallow, gag, stroke, and choke when he expects me to - Learn when he needs me to suck, swallow, gag, stroke, and choke without having to tell me - Know my place in the world and love and embrace being a Cocksucker, as this is the only way I can perform to my Feeders satisfaction - Make my Feeder moan - Accept that my Feeder is allowed to say whatever he wants or call me whatever he wants while I am pleasuring him - Show my addiction and need for my Feeder's cock and cum by begging for it if need be...for a Cocksucker has no pride - Make my mouth a willing and anxious hole for his nourishing seed - Wear my Feeder's cum with pride - Learn every nuance of his cock and what pleasures him the most - Never bite unless my Feeder desires it - Surrender to deep throating - Surrender to face-fucking - Surrender to multiple cocks or being used - Never stop until my Feeder is finished with me and truly satisfied - Be ready for my Feeder at any time, or multiple times . As a Cocksucker, my sexual identity is tied to the cock of another man. I know that in life I will only achieve fulfillment through the graciousness and charity of my Feeder and hereby vow with all sincerity to service my Feeder to the best of my ability and strive to improve my technique. The consequences in breaking this contract will result in my spiritual, sexual, and physical starvation.
http://www.menwhoswallow.net/
Some Wise Cocksucker Advise
I borrowed these articles on Cocksucking and straight men from a board and thought they were really well done. http://www.menwhoswallow.net/
ADVICE TO COCKSUCKERS
It isn't always easy being a cocksucker. A cocksucker needs another man's dick for sexual pleasure and satisfaction (which aren't quite the same thing) more than he needs his own. He needs to suck it, to worship it as the symbol and fact of male sexuality. A cocksucker needs to be used. And this means he is necessarily toward the bottom of the male sexual hierarchy. It just stands to reason that a man who needs only his own penis for sexual pleasure is sexually superior to one who needs another man's.
A cocksucker's sexual superiors often make fun of him--as is their right while they're using him for their pleasure--calling him names, making him beg for what he needs, laughing at him as he pleads to be allowed to service them. He's on his knees, while everyone else is standing up. During sex, a cocksucker, as his position on his knees indicates, is only one step up from a slave. Only urinals and, at the very bottom, shiteaters, rank lower. There’s nothing sexually lower than a human toilet.
And yet despite his low sexual status, a cocksucker can have a great and deeply fulfilling sex life. He can be good friends with the men who use him for sex and be their equal in all ways except sexually. He just has to figure out a few things first.
How do I know? Easy. I'm a cocksucker. I need to suck cock as much as I need to breathe and eat. I live for cock. For me, as with every true cocksucker, sucking dick IS sex for me. I've been a cocksucker since I was fourteen, when I started servicing my best friend when he was horny. He used me all through high school and we remained best friends even after I became his cocksucker. But while I was his best buddy and he was mine, neither of us pretended I was his sexual equal. When he wanted it, he just presented his dick for service and I dropped to my knees and gave it to him. But when I needed to suck, I had to ask him to share his beautiful penis with me. Sometimes he let me have it, sometimes he didn't.
That's just the way it is if you're a cocksucker. As another friend once explained: "Cocksucking is about two men getting sexual pleasure from the same penis. If you're the cocksucker, then it's his penis, and that has consequences."
So if you want to be a happy cocksucker, here are a few tips.
1) Accept the fact that you are a cocksucker.
OK, maybe you'd rather be straight or at least a top. But you aren't, are you? Nothing gets you so hot as thinking about some dude sharing his manhood with you while you get him off and take his load. The excitement you feel when his meat slides into your waiting mouth and you feel his pubes against your nose is palpable. The security you feel when he takes hold of your head and starts face-fucking you is comforting. The joy you feel when he pumps his load down your throat is intense. You're a cocksucker and nothing in the world is going to change that. So relax and enjoy being what and who you are. Drink in the pleasure you get from sucking cock, that sense of fulfillment you have when you service a man and he shares his manhood with you and gives you part of his sexual power as your reward.
2) Take pride in being a cocksucker.
Sure, you're near the bottom of the sexual totem pole. But there is nothing shameful about sucking on other men's dicks and coaxing a load out of them. It's just something you need to do. So when you're online and someone asks you what you're into, just say right off the bat, "I'm a cocksucker. I like to service." When someone accuses you of being a cocksucker, or makes fun
of you because of it, just say, "Yeah, that's right. I'm a cocksucker and I like being one." Take pride in being a cocksucker.
Remember that you're only inferior sexually to the men who use you. You owe them submission because they give you the privilege of sucking them off. But you're still a man in every other way, just a man who needs to suck on other men's cocks for sexual pleasure rather than use your own.
3) Learn to be a good cocksucker.
Being orally serviced is one of the most intensely pleasurable sexual experiences a man can enjoy and you, his cocksucker, are the instrument of that pleasure and you are privileged to be that instrument. So master the art of servicing a man. Learn how to deep throat, how to edge. You'll find top guys willing to train you if you don't know these techniques.
Remember always the first rule of cocksucking: when you're on your knees for a guy, his penis is the only thing in the world that's important. You are there to worship it, to validate his manhood, and to pleasure him the way he wants to be pleasured. That's why we call it service. Learn to judge what he finds most pleasurable and give it to him.
As a cocksucker, your pleasure is a function of the pleasure you give the man you're servicing. The more he enjoys it, the more you will. Forget about your own dick. If you're a cocksucker, your dick is just for peeing and wanking, not for sex. Don't even take it out, unless your feeder wants to see it displayed as a symbol of your submission to his superior sexual status.
Your reward for this? A guy who has used you before calls you up and says, "Hey, buddy, can you take care of me?" There are a lot of guys who could have sucked his dick for him, but he chose you. Or you walk into a back room or sex club and there's a guy you've serviced there before, leaning against the wall, waiting. He sees you and his face lights up. He knows he's going to get what he came for because his favorite cocksucker has just walked in.
That's when you know you belong on your knees in front of other men.
4) Make friends with other cocksuckers.
There's nothing like having a buddy who understands why you need to suck cock, and only another cocksucker can really understand that need. Join newsgroups like MenWhoSwallow (http://www.menwhoswallow.net/) and FEEDACOCKSUCKER where there are lots of others to talk to about the joys of sucking cock and what it means to be a cocksucker. Go out to sex clubs and back rooms with a buddy. Be on your knees together and worship dick together. While you're sucking a cock, look over and watch him sucking for a second. Give him a wink and then go back to doing what you were born to do: giving oral sexual pleasure to men because you're a cocksucker.
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ADVICE TO COCKSUCKERS
It isn't always easy being a cocksucker. A cocksucker needs another man's dick for sexual pleasure and satisfaction (which aren't quite the same thing) more than he needs his own. He needs to suck it, to worship it as the symbol and fact of male sexuality. A cocksucker needs to be used. And this means he is necessarily toward the bottom of the male sexual hierarchy. It just stands to reason that a man who needs only his own penis for sexual pleasure is sexually superior to one who needs another man's.
A cocksucker's sexual superiors often make fun of him--as is their right while they're using him for their pleasure--calling him names, making him beg for what he needs, laughing at him as he pleads to be allowed to service them. He's on his knees, while everyone else is standing up. During sex, a cocksucker, as his position on his knees indicates, is only one step up from a slave. Only urinals and, at the very bottom, shiteaters, rank lower. There’s nothing sexually lower than a human toilet.
And yet despite his low sexual status, a cocksucker can have a great and deeply fulfilling sex life. He can be good friends with the men who use him for sex and be their equal in all ways except sexually. He just has to figure out a few things first.
How do I know? Easy. I'm a cocksucker. I need to suck cock as much as I need to breathe and eat. I live for cock. For me, as with every true cocksucker, sucking dick IS sex for me. I've been a cocksucker since I was fourteen, when I started servicing my best friend when he was horny. He used me all through high school and we remained best friends even after I became his cocksucker. But while I was his best buddy and he was mine, neither of us pretended I was his sexual equal. When he wanted it, he just presented his dick for service and I dropped to my knees and gave it to him. But when I needed to suck, I had to ask him to share his beautiful penis with me. Sometimes he let me have it, sometimes he didn't.
That's just the way it is if you're a cocksucker. As another friend once explained: "Cocksucking is about two men getting sexual pleasure from the same penis. If you're the cocksucker, then it's his penis, and that has consequences."
So if you want to be a happy cocksucker, here are a few tips.
1) Accept the fact that you are a cocksucker.
OK, maybe you'd rather be straight or at least a top. But you aren't, are you? Nothing gets you so hot as thinking about some dude sharing his manhood with you while you get him off and take his load. The excitement you feel when his meat slides into your waiting mouth and you feel his pubes against your nose is palpable. The security you feel when he takes hold of your head and starts face-fucking you is comforting. The joy you feel when he pumps his load down your throat is intense. You're a cocksucker and nothing in the world is going to change that. So relax and enjoy being what and who you are. Drink in the pleasure you get from sucking cock, that sense of fulfillment you have when you service a man and he shares his manhood with you and gives you part of his sexual power as your reward. 2) Take pride in being a cocksucker.
Sure, you're near the bottom of the sexual totem pole. But there is nothing shameful about sucking on other men's dicks and coaxing a load out of them. It's just something you need to do. So when you're online and someone asks you what you're into, just say right off the bat, "I'm a cocksucker. I like to service." When someone accuses you of being a cocksucker, or makes fun
of you because of it, just say, "Yeah, that's right. I'm a cocksucker and I like being one." Take pride in being a cocksucker.Remember that you're only inferior sexually to the men who use you. You owe them submission because they give you the privilege of sucking them off. But you're still a man in every other way, just a man who needs to suck on other men's cocks for sexual pleasure rather than use your own.
3) Learn to be a good cocksucker.
Being orally serviced is one of the most intensely pleasurable sexual experiences a man can enjoy and you, his cocksucker, are the instrument of that pleasure and you are privileged to be that instrument. So master the art of servicing a man. Learn how to deep throat, how to edge. You'll find top guys willing to train you if you don't know these techniques.
Remember always the first rule of cocksucking: when you're on your knees for a guy, his penis is the only thing in the world that's important. You are there to worship it, to validate his manhood, and to pleasure him the way he wants to be pleasured. That's why we call it service. Learn to judge what he finds most pleasurable and give it to him.
As a cocksucker, your pleasure is a function of the pleasure you give the man you're servicing. The more he enjoys it, the more you will. Forget about your own dick. If you're a cocksucker, your dick is just for peeing and wanking, not for sex. Don't even take it out, unless your feeder wants to see it displayed as a symbol of your submission to his superior sexual status. Your reward for this? A guy who has used you before calls you up and says, "Hey, buddy, can you take care of me?" There are a lot of guys who could have sucked his dick for him, but he chose you. Or you walk into a back room or sex club and there's a guy you've serviced there before, leaning against the wall, waiting. He sees you and his face lights up. He knows he's going to get what he came for because his favorite cocksucker has just walked in.
That's when you know you belong on your knees in front of other men.
4) Make friends with other cocksuckers.
There's nothing like having a buddy who understands why you need to suck cock, and only another cocksucker can really understand that need. Join newsgroups like MenWhoSwallow (http://www.menwhoswallow.net/) and FEEDACOCKSUCKER where there are lots of others to talk to about the joys of sucking cock and what it means to be a cocksucker. Go out to sex clubs and back rooms with a buddy. Be on your knees together and worship dick together. While you're sucking a cock, look over and watch him sucking for a second. Give him a wink and then go back to doing what you were born to do: giving oral sexual pleasure to men because you're a cocksucker.
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Saturday, October 24, 2009
Moose Knuckle
The boss was a complete stud! I really wasn't even very interested in taking the job until I got a look at boss's total package coming off the plane at LAX. It was the first time I had met him in person. He was only going to be there for a short lay-over, so I agreed to meet him at the airport for my final interview. One of my favorite things to do is sit and watch the passengers get off the plane after a long flight. It's one of the best times to catch guys having to adjust their package... maybe a piss hard-on, or maybe the kind of wood that pops up after waking up from a long sleep. Either way, it's always fun. Some guys are embarassed and try every way to hide their hard meat, while some just let it be. Sometimes, there just isn't anyway to hide that thing.
I've always been a crotch watcher, so as everyone started to walk out the gate I just did what came naturally to me, not thinking that one of these guys was going to be my potential new boss. As luck would have it, the guy who really made me stare... the one with the huge basket and tight suit pants, the one that I was almost drooling over, turned out to be the guy I was interviewing with...
When I realized who he was, I stammered my hello and tried not to keep looking at his bulge. It seemed as though he was used to the attention and just smiled at me and introduced himself.
"I only have about 2 hours," he said. He explained that he had a VIP pass to some airport lounge that we could use as an office for the interview and we walked down the long hall past the gates until we reached the lounge. He swiped a card and we walked in. We were greeted by a host that obviously knew him and we walked on towards his office. he asked if I would like a drink with him and I told him that I would. After the drinks arrived, we started to talk about the position that I was interviewing.
As we talked, he was moving around from the desk to the bar to the desk again... loosening his tie, getting in and out of his brief case... while he asked me about my experience, etc. I was sitting on a comfortable chair facing his desk. From time to time he would sit down on the couch next to the desk and and have drink. he had a real moose Knuckle in his pants and it was hard for me to keep my eyes off it.
Then he opened a door that turned out to be a bathroom. As he continued to ask me questions, he walked in and whipped out a huge piece of meat and proceeded to take a long, hard, loud piss that I had full view of. I tried to keep answering his questions, but I know I was stuttering and stammering as I stared at his fat cock gushing like a fire-hose. He chuckled a little under his breath because he knew that he was working my nerves. I really was having a hard time remembering what it was I was there to do. He finished, shook his cock absentmindedly, with drops flinging around the bathroom, then stuffed his meat back in his pants and sat down behind the desk as he asked me more questions.
I tried to concentrate on his questions, but I could tell that he was up to something back there.
Then he pushed back a little and I about fell out of my chair when saw that he was giving his crotch a good rubbing.
"I get the feeling that you like dick," he said.
"Is this part of the interview," I asked, finally starting to understand what was going on.
"It's a really BIG-PART of it he said with that same shit-eating-grin of his.
I walked around behind the desk and knelt down in front of him. His cock looked very cramped in his pants and I undid his belt and pulled down his zipper. I started to lick and sniff at his crotch as his dick continued to grow and pulse.
I was amazed at the trophy he had sticking out of his pants and I worshipped it with my mouth and throat. As I worked his stiff prick, it just kept on growing growing and growing.
Getting thicker and thicker
I slobbered and sucked and stroked as he moaned and pumped my face. He continued to drink his drink and somewhere in the middle of my cock worshipping he lit a cigar and told me what a good a cocksucker I was as he blew smoke in my face. Finally, he stood up and pumped a bucket load of jizz in to my mouth and all over the front of me. I cleaned up the best I could and licked up the last drops off his cock.
"So, do I get the job," I asked as I was getting myself together.
"Not the first one you interviewed for," he said. " I pretty much knew that you were not getting that one right away." And now that I know how you suck dick, I couldn't have you around the office... it would be too distracting. But You got the job as one of my cocksuckers for sure," he laughed. He grabbed one of my cards and told me to expect his call. It was the first time I was ever glad to not get the job.
I've always been a crotch watcher, so as everyone started to walk out the gate I just did what came naturally to me, not thinking that one of these guys was going to be my potential new boss. As luck would have it, the guy who really made me stare... the one with the huge basket and tight suit pants, the one that I was almost drooling over, turned out to be the guy I was interviewing with...
When I realized who he was, I stammered my hello and tried not to keep looking at his bulge. It seemed as though he was used to the attention and just smiled at me and introduced himself.
"I only have about 2 hours," he said. He explained that he had a VIP pass to some airport lounge that we could use as an office for the interview and we walked down the long hall past the gates until we reached the lounge. He swiped a card and we walked in. We were greeted by a host that obviously knew him and we walked on towards his office. he asked if I would like a drink with him and I told him that I would. After the drinks arrived, we started to talk about the position that I was interviewing.
As we talked, he was moving around from the desk to the bar to the desk again... loosening his tie, getting in and out of his brief case... while he asked me about my experience, etc. I was sitting on a comfortable chair facing his desk. From time to time he would sit down on the couch next to the desk and and have drink. he had a real moose Knuckle in his pants and it was hard for me to keep my eyes off it.
Then he opened a door that turned out to be a bathroom. As he continued to ask me questions, he walked in and whipped out a huge piece of meat and proceeded to take a long, hard, loud piss that I had full view of. I tried to keep answering his questions, but I know I was stuttering and stammering as I stared at his fat cock gushing like a fire-hose. He chuckled a little under his breath because he knew that he was working my nerves. I really was having a hard time remembering what it was I was there to do. He finished, shook his cock absentmindedly, with drops flinging around the bathroom, then stuffed his meat back in his pants and sat down behind the desk as he asked me more questions.
I tried to concentrate on his questions, but I could tell that he was up to something back there.
Then he pushed back a little and I about fell out of my chair when saw that he was giving his crotch a good rubbing."I get the feeling that you like dick," he said.
"Is this part of the interview," I asked, finally starting to understand what was going on.
"It's a really BIG-PART of it he said with that same shit-eating-grin of his.
I walked around behind the desk and knelt down in front of him. His cock looked very cramped in his pants and I undid his belt and pulled down his zipper. I started to lick and sniff at his crotch as his dick continued to grow and pulse.
I was amazed at the trophy he had sticking out of his pants and I worshipped it with my mouth and throat. As I worked his stiff prick, it just kept on growing growing and growing.
Getting thicker and thicker
I slobbered and sucked and stroked as he moaned and pumped my face. He continued to drink his drink and somewhere in the middle of my cock worshipping he lit a cigar and told me what a good a cocksucker I was as he blew smoke in my face. Finally, he stood up and pumped a bucket load of jizz in to my mouth and all over the front of me. I cleaned up the best I could and licked up the last drops off his cock.
"So, do I get the job," I asked as I was getting myself together.
"Not the first one you interviewed for," he said. " I pretty much knew that you were not getting that one right away." And now that I know how you suck dick, I couldn't have you around the office... it would be too distracting. But You got the job as one of my cocksuckers for sure," he laughed. He grabbed one of my cards and told me to expect his call. It was the first time I was ever glad to not get the job.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Open Door Policy
I had the opportunity to house sit at a friends home while he was away for the summer. I was staying in a carriage house behind the main house and I was it as a great opportunity to make a fantasy come true. I had always wanted to put an add on the internet inviting men to com over and find me naked iand blind-folded in an unlocked room where they could have their way with me. I wanted to be man-handled and used for a night by who ever wanted to come over and abuse me.
The place I was staying was located near enough to a large city that I could get the kind of volume that I was looking for but secluded enough that I could have the privacy wanted without a lot of neighbors getting freaked out by a few cars coming and going. I also wanted it to be filmed so I could enjoy it later on. I decided to adk a friend to be there with a video camera. this way, I could feel a little safer about having a bunch of strangers coming over and get some really good video of the event.
the place i was staying had a shed and it was perfect. It had a dim bulb, a cot, a chair and a squeeky door. It smelled of old grass and motor oil.
I set it all up with my friend to come over and film for me. He wasn't to do anything but film the action and step in only if things looked like I was really going to get hurt. We had a word that I could use if I wanted it to stop.
So I sent out the ad on Saturday Morning. I wanted to give people enough time to see the ad and decide if they wanted to com over that night.
COME USE MY FUCK BOY'S HOLES
Show up at _______ after 10pm and use my fuck Boy's Holes. he will be in the back shed, blind-folded with his hands tied behind his back and his ankles tied together. Fuck his sloppy mouth or turn him over and fuck him up his ass. I will be there to video the scene. I won't video your face, just your big dick skull fucking or ass fucking his greasy holes. More than one is allowed at a time. Work him over good or he wont be satisfied.
I sent the ad and spent the rest of the day tryng to relax with a huge hardon. I made sure I was well cleaned out anf that it would last through the night. Every time I thought about what hot, big-dicked alpha males were reading my add I got wood.
Ab out 9pm my friend came over. we had a few beers and made a few final arrangements for the evening. It didn't take long so we just pounded several beers. I wanted to have a full bladder so sometime during the night I would have no choice but to let go a powerful stream of piss as I was getting fucked to soak myself down. I was hoping that it would cause a chain reaction of a bunch of guys pissing all over me.
It was getting close to the time I should be in place in the shed so my friend told me to strip out of my clothes. I stripped in the kitchen and he blind-folded me. he led me naked out into the warm muggy night air and walked me across the backyard. I could hear so many things that I had not noticed before... A/C units, crickets, pool pumps going on and off. then I heard the squeeky door and I was led into the shed. he sat me down on the chair and tied my ankles together. I could feel his hot breath on my now rock hard dick as he tied them up. He gave my dick a good slap as he stood up to walk behind me to tie my wrists. I could hear him messing around with the video camera then he walked over to me. He used his hands to open up my mouth. I could feel what seemed like some petroleum jelly being rubbed on my lips and tongue and deep into my throat. He stood me up and roughly spread my ass cheeks and greased up my ass hole with the goo too. then sat me back down on the chair. I could feel the grease spreading around as I squirmed on the smooth chair. He grabbed the top of my head and turn it towards him and stuffed my throat with his hard dick all the way to his nuts in one stroke. "Want to make sure your throat is all greasy for your guests boy," he said. He pulled out left me in the dimly lit shed with my hard cock, my greased up throat and a gapping, greasy cunt-hole waiting for what was about to happen.
Other than my video man walking around once in a while to do I don't know what, or to light a cigarette or open a beer (which he had continued to pour into me as well), Nothing had happened in the first hour and I was starting to wonder if anyone would be into this scene. that's when I heard a car door slam out on the street. The excitement washed over me and I heard vid-man get his equipment ready. I could hear boots walking down along side of the house. He sounded big, and like he wasn't timid to just bust on into someones backyard. I heard the door squeek open and closed and his big boots shuffle across the floor. I was aware of his pressence, but he didn't touch me for several minutes. He was checking me out and I could smell his manly odor when he got close to me. He turned my head with a big leather gloved hand and stuffed what seemed like 8 inches of soft cock meat into my mouth. I started to use my throat muscles to try to massage his dick into hardness. As I swallowed and sucked my spit began to flow from the hardening meat in my mouth. The more I sucked and swallowed, the harder and bigger his dick started to grow.
It started to throb and push past my gag center and slide down my throat deep. He now had my head and throat in his big hands as he started to slowly fuck my mouth cunt really deep. I was gurggleing and sloppy, smacking sounds were all I could hear in my head I felt his thick cock pulse and stop over and over, pumping my gullet with his hot, sticky load of jizz. he held it there for a minute or so and slowly pulled out his softening cock. the last few drops ended up on my lips and I slurpped in up the best I could. 
Cum and spit had dribbled down my chin and neck to my chest and I could feel it slowly dripping down as I heard my throat fucker tell my vid man what an awesome cocksucker I was. then I heard the door and his boots walking away.
I wanted more.
Soon I heard another car door and foot steps walking towards the shed. I heard the door open and a strong smell of cigar smoke. He probed my mouth open with a thick calloused hand and blew cigar smoke down my throat, But he wasn't interested n my mouth. he stood me up and turned me around and positioned me on the chair with my hole spread and hanging over the edge of the chair. I heard him unbuckling his belt and pants ad he laughed with the vid man about something and slapped my tender hole with his hand and belt.. It stung and my I could feel my cunt start to heat up from the slaps.
I smelled marker and then I felt the marker writing on my spread up ass. They both started laughing again as I felt the sting of the belt slap hard against my hole. "Fuck-hole'" I heard a deep voice say as thick fingers started to probe my now throbbng ass lips. A few more slapps to the hole and I felt a hard stiff one pressing against my greasy, wet hole. he was thick, but slipped in quickly and stopped and held it there as my ass started to heat up and suck at his dick. He pressed further into my cunt slowly until I could feel his big nuts hanging between my legs... rubbing agains my own nuts. He pulled all the way out with a "thwappp" then plunged back in, this time all the way home. His nuts flung at my nuts hard this time and he pressed his stiff meat deep into my guts. He reached around and greased my fat cock and slapped at my hanging sack. I squirmed and bucked, but there was no denying him his fun. He started to slowly move in and out of my hole that was really starting to open up for him now. "That's it boy, open up that fuck hole for Big Daddy, he said as I started moaning and bucking with his quickening pace. Soon he was bucking at my hole hard. He'd pull all the way out and just when I thought I get a little break, he would slap my asshole and plunge his whole rock-hard dick deep into me until his nuts slapped hard against my nuts with a smack. I moaned and my head was hanging over the back of the chair and I had started drool as he used my hole to make his dick feel good. I was in such a fuck trance that I had not even noticed that somebody elese had arrived. First I smelled a good rich crotch smell then a hard thick uncut cock press into my mouth hole. I quickly sucked him into my hot greased mouth hole and he groaned his approval. "Good deep throat this fuck has," I heard as now both my holes were being plugged really good. he held onto my head as he fucked it like a mellon as the other man stuffed my ass cunt full of his fat cock from behind. I could feel ashes from the man fucking my ass as it feel on to my back. The two men were enjoying my holes and laughing and joking with each other as they abused my body for their pleasure. Then it got quiet and the pace started to pick up steam. The man fucking my ass pushed hard all the way in and I felt his cock pulse and his body shudder as he pumped his big load deep inside me. he pumped a few more times til he pulled out and thick loads of his hot jizz dripped out of my hole and down my legs. I was a real sloppy mess of a cunt now. then the other man pulled out and shot a heavy, thick load of jizz all over my face. It dribbled down my face and chin and I could hear big globs of his cum hitting the floor as it rolled off my face.
I could hear the two of them zipping up and putting themselves back together. The door opened and closed and again there was silence. My throat and my ass was throbbing now and I wondered what I must look like with my holes all exposed and jizzm and spit and sweat dripping off of me. My cock was so rock hard that it was sore. My vid man fed me more beer and I thought my bladder was going to explode. The vid man grabbed my cock and gave it a couple of good yanks, then I felt him tie it up tight with a show lace or the like. I knew my cock must be bright purple by now and I could feel it moving with the beating of my heart.
TO BE CONTINUED
The place I was staying was located near enough to a large city that I could get the kind of volume that I was looking for but secluded enough that I could have the privacy wanted without a lot of neighbors getting freaked out by a few cars coming and going. I also wanted it to be filmed so I could enjoy it later on. I decided to adk a friend to be there with a video camera. this way, I could feel a little safer about having a bunch of strangers coming over and get some really good video of the event.
the place i was staying had a shed and it was perfect. It had a dim bulb, a cot, a chair and a squeeky door. It smelled of old grass and motor oil.
I set it all up with my friend to come over and film for me. He wasn't to do anything but film the action and step in only if things looked like I was really going to get hurt. We had a word that I could use if I wanted it to stop.
So I sent out the ad on Saturday Morning. I wanted to give people enough time to see the ad and decide if they wanted to com over that night.
COME USE MY FUCK BOY'S HOLES
Show up at _______ after 10pm and use my fuck Boy's Holes. he will be in the back shed, blind-folded with his hands tied behind his back and his ankles tied together. Fuck his sloppy mouth or turn him over and fuck him up his ass. I will be there to video the scene. I won't video your face, just your big dick skull fucking or ass fucking his greasy holes. More than one is allowed at a time. Work him over good or he wont be satisfied.
I sent the ad and spent the rest of the day tryng to relax with a huge hardon. I made sure I was well cleaned out anf that it would last through the night. Every time I thought about what hot, big-dicked alpha males were reading my add I got wood.
Ab out 9pm my friend came over. we had a few beers and made a few final arrangements for the evening. It didn't take long so we just pounded several beers. I wanted to have a full bladder so sometime during the night I would have no choice but to let go a powerful stream of piss as I was getting fucked to soak myself down. I was hoping that it would cause a chain reaction of a bunch of guys pissing all over me.
It was getting close to the time I should be in place in the shed so my friend told me to strip out of my clothes. I stripped in the kitchen and he blind-folded me. he led me naked out into the warm muggy night air and walked me across the backyard. I could hear so many things that I had not noticed before... A/C units, crickets, pool pumps going on and off. then I heard the squeeky door and I was led into the shed. he sat me down on the chair and tied my ankles together. I could feel his hot breath on my now rock hard dick as he tied them up. He gave my dick a good slap as he stood up to walk behind me to tie my wrists. I could hear him messing around with the video camera then he walked over to me. He used his hands to open up my mouth. I could feel what seemed like some petroleum jelly being rubbed on my lips and tongue and deep into my throat. He stood me up and roughly spread my ass cheeks and greased up my ass hole with the goo too. then sat me back down on the chair. I could feel the grease spreading around as I squirmed on the smooth chair. He grabbed the top of my head and turn it towards him and stuffed my throat with his hard dick all the way to his nuts in one stroke. "Want to make sure your throat is all greasy for your guests boy," he said. He pulled out left me in the dimly lit shed with my hard cock, my greased up throat and a gapping, greasy cunt-hole waiting for what was about to happen.
Other than my video man walking around once in a while to do I don't know what, or to light a cigarette or open a beer (which he had continued to pour into me as well), Nothing had happened in the first hour and I was starting to wonder if anyone would be into this scene. that's when I heard a car door slam out on the street. The excitement washed over me and I heard vid-man get his equipment ready. I could hear boots walking down along side of the house. He sounded big, and like he wasn't timid to just bust on into someones backyard. I heard the door squeek open and closed and his big boots shuffle across the floor. I was aware of his pressence, but he didn't touch me for several minutes. He was checking me out and I could smell his manly odor when he got close to me. He turned my head with a big leather gloved hand and stuffed what seemed like 8 inches of soft cock meat into my mouth. I started to use my throat muscles to try to massage his dick into hardness. As I swallowed and sucked my spit began to flow from the hardening meat in my mouth. The more I sucked and swallowed, the harder and bigger his dick started to grow.
It started to throb and push past my gag center and slide down my throat deep. He now had my head and throat in his big hands as he started to slowly fuck my mouth cunt really deep. I was gurggleing and sloppy, smacking sounds were all I could hear in my head I felt his thick cock pulse and stop over and over, pumping my gullet with his hot, sticky load of jizz. he held it there for a minute or so and slowly pulled out his softening cock. the last few drops ended up on my lips and I slurpped in up the best I could. 
Cum and spit had dribbled down my chin and neck to my chest and I could feel it slowly dripping down as I heard my throat fucker tell my vid man what an awesome cocksucker I was. then I heard the door and his boots walking away.I wanted more.
Soon I heard another car door and foot steps walking towards the shed. I heard the door open and a strong smell of cigar smoke. He probed my mouth open with a thick calloused hand and blew cigar smoke down my throat, But he wasn't interested n my mouth. he stood me up and turned me around and positioned me on the chair with my hole spread and hanging over the edge of the chair. I heard him unbuckling his belt and pants ad he laughed with the vid man about something and slapped my tender hole with his hand and belt.. It stung and my I could feel my cunt start to heat up from the slaps.
I smelled marker and then I felt the marker writing on my spread up ass. They both started laughing again as I felt the sting of the belt slap hard against my hole. "Fuck-hole'" I heard a deep voice say as thick fingers started to probe my now throbbng ass lips. A few more slapps to the hole and I felt a hard stiff one pressing against my greasy, wet hole. he was thick, but slipped in quickly and stopped and held it there as my ass started to heat up and suck at his dick. He pressed further into my cunt slowly until I could feel his big nuts hanging between my legs... rubbing agains my own nuts. He pulled all the way out with a "thwappp" then plunged back in, this time all the way home. His nuts flung at my nuts hard this time and he pressed his stiff meat deep into my guts. He reached around and greased my fat cock and slapped at my hanging sack. I squirmed and bucked, but there was no denying him his fun. He started to slowly move in and out of my hole that was really starting to open up for him now. "That's it boy, open up that fuck hole for Big Daddy, he said as I started moaning and bucking with his quickening pace. Soon he was bucking at my hole hard. He'd pull all the way out and just when I thought I get a little break, he would slap my asshole and plunge his whole rock-hard dick deep into me until his nuts slapped hard against my nuts with a smack. I moaned and my head was hanging over the back of the chair and I had started drool as he used my hole to make his dick feel good. I was in such a fuck trance that I had not even noticed that somebody elese had arrived. First I smelled a good rich crotch smell then a hard thick uncut cock press into my mouth hole. I quickly sucked him into my hot greased mouth hole and he groaned his approval. "Good deep throat this fuck has," I heard as now both my holes were being plugged really good. he held onto my head as he fucked it like a mellon as the other man stuffed my ass cunt full of his fat cock from behind. I could feel ashes from the man fucking my ass as it feel on to my back. The two men were enjoying my holes and laughing and joking with each other as they abused my body for their pleasure. Then it got quiet and the pace started to pick up steam. The man fucking my ass pushed hard all the way in and I felt his cock pulse and his body shudder as he pumped his big load deep inside me. he pumped a few more times til he pulled out and thick loads of his hot jizz dripped out of my hole and down my legs. I was a real sloppy mess of a cunt now. then the other man pulled out and shot a heavy, thick load of jizz all over my face. It dribbled down my face and chin and I could hear big globs of his cum hitting the floor as it rolled off my face.
I could hear the two of them zipping up and putting themselves back together. The door opened and closed and again there was silence. My throat and my ass was throbbing now and I wondered what I must look like with my holes all exposed and jizzm and spit and sweat dripping off of me. My cock was so rock hard that it was sore. My vid man fed me more beer and I thought my bladder was going to explode. The vid man grabbed my cock and gave it a couple of good yanks, then I felt him tie it up tight with a show lace or the like. I knew my cock must be bright purple by now and I could feel it moving with the beating of my heart.
TO BE CONTINUED
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