Happy Birthday Plasticman00uk
This story is a work of fiction. If reading this material is offensive, or illegal in your little corner of the planet then please do not go any further.
I walk freshly dried from my morning shower into my bedroom. I close and lock the door behind me, I'm in no danger of being discovered as my lover is out for the day, but this is my birthday present to myself and the world won't stop spinning because I refuse to share this one secret. I walk over to the closet and reach up for the leather case which has been waiting for me since I stored it there 12 months ago. I pull the case down from off the top of the closet and I open the protecting clear plastic bag and remove the case from its plastic protector. A smile crosses my lips as I ponder the irony of protecting the case in plastic considering its contents. I fold the plastic bag and place it on my bedside cabinet and lay the case down upon my bed. I take a deep breath and press both catches which snap open with a metallic clack-clack, as I lift the lid of the case and my eyes pass over the contents, my heart beats that little bit faster and I begin to feel the stirrings of arousal in my balls as I reach in to unpack my birthday treat.
I jump slightly as I feel and hear the snap of the fastener locking the last leather thong tightly into place around the base of my cock. I can already feel the other leather thongs biting into the skin of my stretched scrotum as my heavy balls are forced apart and away from my body. Even before gel covered fingers begin to caress the entrance to my anal passage I can see my cock in the mirror bob and twitch obscenely as my sexually aroused blood is pumped into the hardening flesh. I groan out loud, the sound amplified by the plastic hood that was placed over my head. The figure in the mirror looks so alien, legs and arms encased in black plastic. A black plastic head with a slit for a mouth and two translucent eyes behind which can be glimpsed human like eyes now filling with lust. The reflections restrained cock so erect and throbbing it looks almost unreal, an image of male sexuality in rampant exaggeration. Surges of blood engorge my cock even more as the gelled fingers are replaced by a larger and longer instrument of perverted pleasure.
The inhuman device begins its relentless intrusion into my body, stretching, caressing, the device invades so far into me I feel as if my very soul is being speared. Soon the device ceases its advance not because of pity or any other human emotion but simply by the fact that the base of the intruder prevents any more of the rubber phallus being inserted. The mask is sticky and musky with my sweat, my breathing heavy adding to the humidity of the mask. My mirrored twin has taken on a more artificial appearance as sweat on his body has made it glimmer under the harsh light. A hand caresses my balls, gently squeezing and pulling. My eyes close as the hand travels along the grossly engorged shaft of my cock till I feel it grip the end and a finger trails across the sensitive hole in the head. I groan long and loud as I can feel the finger smear the pre-cum oozing from it. Suddenly my eyes snap open as I feel the finger at my lips, I part my dry lips and the finger slips inside my mouth. My mind tries to catalogue the tastes but there are so many. First the chemical taste of lubricant followed by the salty excretion of my own body, lastly the musky taste of my anal sanctum.
The finger is removed and soon I feel my legs being lifted one at a time as my feet are passed through the last item of plastic clothing. I feel the material being pulled up my legs, past my knees and over my thighs. The material settles over the cheeks of my arse, the material feels cool against me. I sigh as I feel the elastic stretch as the front of the item is pulled up over my balls and cock and allowed to embrace them in its smooth coolness. I stare at the mirror, my eyes taking in my reflection. The clear plastic briefs allowing me to see every drop of pre-cum and throbbing vein of my lust and leather induced erection. I thrust my hips upward slowly as I do so my cock slides along the smooth material and the phallic anal invader moves inside me forcing my body to pump more blood into my stinging shaft. As I pull my hips down again my cock trails pre-cum. As I push my hips up again the head of my cock smears it over the surface of the plastic and I feel the plastic become slippery. Soon I?m thrusting my hips with increasing urgency as I lose myself in lust as my senses are assaulted. My leather strapped cock and balls sliding along the pre-cum slick plastic. The fake rubber cock buried in my arse caressing and twitching as if made flesh by the thrusting of my hips. The fire in my soul suddenly travels to my balls and I watched the man in the mirror cry out and in one last thrust see his seed explode from his raging cock splattering the inside of his plastic tormentor. Thick globes of sperm slide down the surface of the plastic as with each spasm of his balls forces more to be ejected. My legs shaking, my breath ragged I stare at my reflection as I feel my balls and cock become smothered in ejection.
It is several minutes before I feel strong enough to take my outfit off. Starting with the mask, the gloves and stockings soon follow. A slurping sucking noise causes me to chuckle as I pull the briefs away from my body. I gingerly pull the rubber dildo from my body and soon after I have cleaned everything and packed it away I'm under the hot water of the shower wondering if I can really wait till my next birthday before I allow myself to unlock my secret case again.
Till next year.
Thank you for reading my story. This is my first attempt of a story of this nature so if you have any comments or suggestions please contact me at Plasticman00uk@yahoo.com