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Steve gets "Ben"t
Bending guys was his passion. A personal mission he undertook with a desire that made him enjoy all that life could give him. Ben, the big, strong, gay stud found incredible pleasure by introducing so called straight men to gay sex. Nothing made him happier to hear a guy tell him how good it felt to have sex with him.
Some guys were real pushovers. These were the guys who had never been with a guy before but had wanted to for years. Or maybe, just maybe, they had some experience as a kid, a secret jackoff session with a friend or maybe somebody they knew went down on them.
Then there were the guys who were more on the fence, these guys had never been with a guy, but had fantasized about it at some point. These were the guys that might be as masculine, straight acting as anyone, totally under anybody's "gaydar" but in the right situation they would. These are guys that would consider getting sucked off by a guy -- because that wasn't really gay now was it? If you let someone suck you, you could still claim to be straight, since you were able to be passive. These guys were some of Ben's favorite, he would find a way to bend these guys so they left feeling like they were gay or at least a lot less straight than they were when he met them.
Finally, there were some guys out there that were not interested at all. These guys and Ben rarely met. When they did, it could go one of two ways. In most instances, they didn't have any kind of hookup -- it could even get into a fight if a straight guy who wasn't afraid of Ben's size decided to show him what he thought of being hit on by a gay guy. Then, there would be the closet case he would meet that hid under a veil of macho mannerisms. These guys proved to be wild in bed, they would slut out in seconds once they were alone with Ben. He had only met two guys like this but they both were smoking hot.
Steve was one of the on the fence guys. Ben liked Steve because he was convinced he could get them into a compromising position. What would be a challenge would be finding out how far he could get Steve to go. That's what he looked forward to most, would he have to take his time or would Steve be willing and receptive? It was always the uncertainty that made each meeting hot. There was an appeal to an easy mark and yet again, it was also hot to find a guy that he had to sweet talk and encourage.
One thing he knew going in, Steve was into lingerie. They had met in a chat room for men that wear panties and hit it off quickly. Steve was married and curious. He had hidden his fetish for years from his wife and finally wanted to experiment a bit.
The meeting was going to be what Ben considered "safe and sane". In other words, a meeting in a public place where nothing could happen without an audience. Ben had made a few of these before, the worst was when a guy wouldn't show, which was often. Most of the guys that did show would want to fool around but that wasn't always a given. "Safe and sane" guys usually wanted to take it slow, slower than Ben would have wanted but he was willing to do it since he loved sex with soon to be non-straight guys. The fact that Steve liked to wear meant that there was a decent chance they'd meet -- the fetish of wearing lingerie is a strong one, one that helped guys meet if only for the chance to talk with someone that has the same fetish.
They met at a coffee shop in the late morning -- about 11am. Steve was nervous, nearly trembling as he mustered the courage to show up. Ben had gotten there early, he liked to watch people and think about what these people's secrets were. How many of them were straight/gay or curious?
Then he spotted Steve, he could see a handsome guy standing just outside the shop, with a little anxiety on his face. "Has to be Steve" he thought to himself as he took a sip of coffee. Steve entered and took a few steps in, looking around the room carefully to see if he could make out Ben. They had shared pics via email and when their eyes met, they locked in a gaze and Steve approached.
Ben warmly invited Steve to sit and they struck up a conversation. They talked about general things, work, school history and such. Nothing so deep that they were sharing secrets, just getting to know each other. Ben used the time to size Steve up, would he be easy to bend or was he going to need help? What would he respond to? Ben's cock became a bit firm as he thought about this while talking to Steve.
Steve found the talk reassuring. Ben didn't come across as any kind of psycho that he worried he would discover. The last thing Steve wanted was trouble. He just wanted to wear something sexy with another guy and maybe do some touching. It was going well and maybe they'd go back to a motel for some fun he thought to himself.
Ben could tell Steve didn't seem to be the type to chicken out. He was a masculine guy that liked lingerie so it was likely they'd get some private time. Ben also guessed that he'd have to make the moves, not as if Steve was a girl, but more of an inexperienced boy. Kind of like if an older woman is trying to show a young man the pleasure that is possible, Ben would be that mentor with Steve. He wanted to get someplace private with him so the fun could begin. After further talking, Ben suggested going someplace private together, reluctantly, Steve agreed -- knowing that he was going against his wedding vows, he wasn't being faithful, but somehow, the desire in him was strong enough to believe it was ok.
There was a motel not far away. Both men went in and got a room, the attendant knew these guys were not likely staying for much more than some private fun and had a smirk on his face, he'd seen this before.
Steve's heart was racing, this was almost unreal what was happening. He had fantasized for so long and now he was so close to being alone with someone that wears. His cock started to harden as he thought about it, he had to adjust himself. Ben smiled, he could see Steve was getting hard and it turned him on. It was a sign that Steve was ready, his hormones were getting the best of him and the fun was not far off.
Entering the room, an awkward silence filled the room as Ben locked the door with a do not disturb sign hanging from the handle. The shades were drawn to ensure privacy. Ben and Steve were several feet apart, Ben approached until he was just outside that personal ring of space that keeps everyone comfortable. Steve stood his ground as Ben whispered, "We're alone now, I think it's best that we not rush things, ok?"
With a reassuring feeling sweeping over him, Steve said "yes" trying to keep his trembling nervousness at a minimum.
Ben slowly lifted his hand and placed it on Steve's arm, saying: "You don't have to be afraid, I just want to make sure you feel good, ok?"
Steve nodded yes and Ben gently guided Steve to the love seat in the room. He walked to it and sat down slowly. Ben slipped down to his knees in front of Steve and placed his hands on Steve's shoes. Keeping his eyes glued to Steve's, his hands rubbed Steve's ankles, slowly slipping up into his pant leg until he felt the sensation he was looking for -- nylon stockings. Steve was wearing under his slacks -- as he touched them, both men smiled. The growing bulge in his pants strained as he felt Ben slip his hands farther up his slacks.
As his hands slid up Steve's calves and the sensitive space behind the knee, his mouth opened and he let out a soft gasp of pleasure. Ben smiled as he caressed up Steve's legs. Ben's own cock was hard from the hot feelings he had from touching Steve. Ben whispered: "I'm so glad you wore these -- they feel so hot in your slacks -- feels so good doesn't it?"
Steve: "Mmmmmm yes -- feels so good -- especially when you feel me in them."
Ben caressed both of Steve's legs -- watching how his cock strained against his pants and how his eyes closed in response to his touching.
Ben: "I want to see what you're wearing Steve -- I want you to show me your lingerie."
Steve was overcome by the lust he felt and started to unbutton his shirt. He opened it and revealed a white bustier. As he pulled his shirt up, Ben could see the bustier had garter straps that slid into his pants to hold onto his hose. It was a very sexy look and he wanted more.
Ben: "The pants, let me take them off you so you can be free of your man things and you can feel free."
Steve could only groan and nod his head as he gave into the pleasure he felt. Which was punctuated by Ben's strong hands undoing his belt and zipper. Steve lifted his butt so that Ben could pull his pants off, in short order he was only in lingerie, sitting on the sofa as Ben placed his slacks on the table. Ben turned to see Steve's hard cock straining his little white string bikini panties.
Ben: "That's so hot -- look at how hard you are."
Steve: "Oh god, I can't believe that I'm doing this."
Ben slid his hands up and down Steve's legs, caressing the soft nylons. He could see how it turned him on as his body slowly rocked with the motion of Ben's hands. Ben smiled as he slowly felt higher and higher each time he caressed Steve's legs. Ben stood and quickly undid his own pants, they fell to reveal some sheer black stockings and his garter and panties were revealed as he took off his shirt.
Steve watched as this stud stood before him in panties and lingerie. He was so turned on by being in only lingerie with another man. Ben rubbed his cock through his dainty panties to show Steve how hard he was.
Ben: "You want to touch this? You want to touch cock now?"
Steve thought for a moment and sat up on the couch. Getting closer to the pantied cock, he reached forward and gently touched it in the soft panties.
Ben groaned: "Ahhh yeah, that's it, touch my cock in panties. Play with my cock and balls. Your hand feels good dude, go ahead and play with it, feel how hard I am."
Steve started caressing and groping the panties. He could see the hard cock outline in the panties as he rubbed it. It was so hot and hard, and sexy. He would grip it in the panties and stroke it, hearing Ben's groans encouraging him with each touch.
Ben was so turned on by this married guy, playing with him. This is what made him hot, being with a guy on his first non-straight sexual experience. He smiled as he looked down at Steve who was into it, he was the kind of guy he loved bending. Now he just wanted to take it to the next level.
Ben: "Yeah, play with my cock -- you play really good man, you must have thought about this for a long time, you wanted to play with a cock forever haven't you?"
Steve: "Yes, oh yes, it's so hard, so hot. It's better than I imagined."
Ben: "Yeah, feels good to play with a cock that isn't yours isn't it? You like it a lot, that's good, it's good to feel this way, feel like some sort of fairy don't you?"
Steve: "Oh, I don't know Ben, I -- I'm not, not sure I'm that way."
Ben: "My my, I'm sure anyone who saw what you're doing would say that, keep playing with my cock dude, you like it too much to stop because you are a fairy, I can tell."
Steve: "Ben, your cock is so hard and hot, does playing with it make me a fairy?"
Ben smiled broadly, saying: "Maybe, let's see if I can find out for sure."
With that he stepped back so Steve's hand left his cock. He slid to his knees and scooted close to Steve, pushing him gently back on the couch so that he was reclined. Ben's face silently descended on Steve's pantied cock. He opened his mouth and started to kiss and lick Steve's pantied cock. With a loud groan, Steve arched his hips at the feeling. Ben looked up, letting his hand rub Steve's cock in panties.
Ben: "Yeah, you like that don't you Stevie? If you liked that, I think you may be a fairy. Do you want me to do that again?"
Steve: "Oh, yes. Yes please."
Ben did as Steve asked, mouthing the cock in panties again. Letting his hot mouth take as much in as he could. Causing loud moans and groans from Steve. Ben stopped again, saying: "You love it -- you love this because it makes you feel like a fairy doesn't it?"
Steve's eyes were closed in extasy, he breathlessly replied: "Yes"
Ben: "You little fairy, love being in panties and having a guy suck you. You are such a fairy boi."
Steve: "I'm a fairy, oh my god, I am, this feels so good, I must be."
Ben smiled, he loved hearing a guy admit it. Admit that he was a fairy and whatever else Ben wanted.
With a quick move, Ben freed Steve's cock, letting it stand straight up. With a gasp, Steve felt Ben's wet tongue start to flick on his cockhead. Steve groaned and moaned, whimpering in complete pleasure, he body was wrapped in total extasy.
Ben needed to make Steve his sissy -- he wanted to hear him beg for it like a sissy.
Ben: "You're so hot you little fairy, you are a sissy boi, you fairy. I want to suck a sissy cock so bad -- are you a sissy boi?"
Steve: "Mmmmmm oh -- oh yes -- yes I am a sissy."
Ben continued to flick his tongue on Steve's hard cock as he heard Steve respond.
Ben: "Tell me you're a sissy boi so I can suck this cock. Tell me how bad you want to have a man suck your cock. You want to be a faggot don't you, want it so bad you'll dress in lingerie and fuck around on your wife."
Steve couldn't help but respond, he was under Ben's spell -- he had become Bent.
Steve: "Yes, please suck my sissy boi cock. I need it so bad, I need to have you suck me. If it makes me a fag, I don't care, please."
Ben's response was to suck his cock into his talented mouth. Swirling his tongue on Steve's throbbing cock. Both men moaned as they consummated this bond they had as sissy's. Both getting what they wanted in the worst way. Ben sucked Steve deep, while gently moaning. Steve resisted the urge to thrust into Ben's mouth so he could prolong the pleasure.
This changed when Ben began rubbing a finger on Steve's asshole, covered in his thin panties. Steve was in Ben's control, thrusting as Ben poked his virgin hole. Only able to groan in pleasure with each push, Steve's hips began fucking Ben's mouth at a pace they both enjoyed.
Wrapping his legs around Ben's strong body, Steve was moaning loudly as he fucked his sissy cock into Ben's wet mouth. Ben needed to taste his cum so badly, he decided to bring Steve off quickly, slipping his finger into Steve's panties and entering Steve's ass in a quick jab, it was too much for Steve to keep under control.
His whole body tensed up, squeezing Ben tightly between his legs as he cried out. The orgasm was the most intense he had ever felt. Ben sucked hard, anticipating a flood and he was rewarded with just that. Steve's horny cock blasted over and over as his body tensed more and more, nearly squeezing the breath out of Ben as he tried to keep up with the river of cum blasting forth.
Both moaned as Steve was drained. His cock remained rock hard which Ben loved, a sign that Steve was totally turned on -- not the kind to fuck and run. Ben sucked with effort to make sure he drained Steve who was now gasping for breath and covered in a light sweat. Ben's finger had never left his ass, rather, it was gently going in and out, marked by Steve's whimpers as it moved.
Ben let the stiff cock exit his mouth as he looked up at this sexy sissy.
Ben: "You fag, you came so hard, you love being a sissy boi."
Steve: "You should know, you made me one."