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David Spowart
"It Started with a Kiss"
Simon sat waiting for his friend to come over. His personal life had changed, and he needed to talk to someone about it. His sex life had always been straightforward and what has been labelled vanilla; but that changed, and he needed to talk about it.
"Shit, where do I begin?" Simon said, sitting in his living room talking to Andrea, his Lesbian best friend he has known since birth.
He went on and told her the full story; or he began to, anyway.
"Si, have you always been into this stuff" she asked, looking at Simon with a hint if interest, as she would have never guessed it about him. "I didn't think so. I met him, and, well, it started with a kiss" Simon started.
3 months earlier.
Simon and Billy one of his best, and very camp friends, were out on the town and seeking company for the night. They hit a couple of haunts they knew and some they didn't. Billy eventually hooked up with an ex, and promptly abandoned Simon.
"Will you be okay?" Billy asked.
"Yeah, go on, get fucked" Simon snickered out.
"I intend to. Ryan is hung, and boy, can he use it" he whispered, leaving me a little envious.
"Happy 21st" he yelled, climbing into a taxi while being manhandled by Ryan.
(Simon's POV)
I walked along the main drag, past the bars I had already been in. I walked past the leather bars and the well-known lesbian haunts; you know the type, girls with bigger nuts than most guys. I went into a bar that had only been open a few months. It had been a while since I came down here; my short, but volatile relationship with David kept me away.
I walked inside and sat at the bar. Most guys were in their mid to late thirties, and some a little older.
"What can I get you?" the bartender asked.
"Bud draft, if you have it; bottled, if not" I replied.
"Any I.D?" the bartender asked, and I showed him my drivers permit and he smiled. "Well if it's a fake it's a good one" he added.
"One draft coming up" he smiled back.
I sat and observed the room. I noticed various guys going downstairs, and a short time later, coming back up. "Ah, toilets" I thought to myself.
"You just watching, not going down?" a guy asked, and I smiled.
"Na, don't need to piss it off yet" I replied.
"Erhmm, the toilets are over there" he replied, pointing in the opposite direction from the stairs I had been observing.
"Oh, sorry" I replied, with an embarrassed look.
"Don't panic; it's your first time, yeah?" he asked.
"How can you tell?" I snickered back. I am usually a confident guy, but this bar had me as nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs.
"You want to check it out?" he asked.
"Erm what is it?" I asked.
"Better to see for yourself" he responded.
I stood up, grabbed my drink, and walked towards the steps. "Simon" I said, as we hit the top. "Mark" he replied. "Nice to meet you, Mark" I smiled back. "Likewise" he replied, slapping my ass.
", Simon, you a top or a bottom?" he asked.
"Wow, home run" I laughed out.
"Guy, what you will see down here; better to know what you like, beforehand" he said, not looking at me as he said it.
"Depends on the guy" I replied.
"Oh, so you take as well as give?" Mark asked.
"I like to fuck, but yeah, it's good to be fucked. I have never met a guy yet I would give it up totally, though; well, not now, anyway" I said, a bit sheepishly.
"So, you would give it up if the right guy came along? I mean, you know what I mean, more dominant" Mark asked.
"Yeah, I like it when the top takes total control; not violent, though" I replied, wondering where he was going with this.
"We sat down in a bar at the end of a huge room. The upstairs is a very small part of the establishment. "Have you ever wanted to just be taken, fucked until you couldn't take it anymore?" Mark asked.
"What, gangbanged you mean?" I asked, shocked.
"No, not that shit. I mean a single person, taking care of your every need, your every fantasy, yours, as well as his?" he added.
"Ermm, perhaps. Again, as I said, it depends on the guy" I replied.
"Do you like honesty, Simon?" he asked.
"Yeah, and trust" I replied.
"Okay, here is honesty for you. In that room, right there" he pointed at a large red padded door. "There is a guy being, as you would say, gangbanged; and he is loving everything about it. Now, do you want to go in that room and help out in his fantasy; or do you want to go in that room, beside it, and let me rock your world?" he ended, with a look of confidence on his face.
"Fuck, Mark, I've known you for less than twenty minutes" I said, shocked. "I don't believe in slow. If you fancy fucking someone, and I mean fucking, not making love. I mean, down right animalistic, filthy, gutter fucking sex, where your bones hurt" replied Mark.
"Fuck! Do you hit on guys like this all the time? Fuck!!" Simon replied, not knowing which way to look at that moment. "Simon, you have an ass I would take great pleasure in fucking; but, even more than that, would be to see you panting, begging for mercy" Mark snickered, positive of his confidence.
"You said you liked honesty" He added.
"Yeah, but fuck, Mark, time and place" I replied, and then realized that was a stupid comment, as I was in a sex den.
"Yeah, I know, don't respond" I said, and, again not knowing which way to look. I didn't know what to do at this point. Turned on? Most definitely! Attracted to Mark? Yeah, sort of. And, am I aroused? My hard on would say yes.
Mark came and sat next to me, looked into my eyes, and that was when I knew I was a gonna. He had grey eyes that floated, and green flecks that sparkled. He brushed my bottom lip, and kissed me like I had never been kissed before.
"How old are you, anyway?" he asked.
"Today is my 21st" I replied.
"Oh, many happy returns; you want me to blow on your candle?" he said, with a mischievous smile, and waited for a reply.
"Ermm, Mark, I've never been to a place like this. Fuck, I didn't know it was a place like this" I replied, my face turning the same shade of red as the door where the guy was apparently being gangbanged by a welcome few.
"You ever use toys?" he asked, and I did not respond at first, I looked down at my shoes and replied softly.
"Just small dildo's" I replied.
"Oh, trust me, there is nothing small about anything, in here and it is all sanitized. So, you do you want to go and explore yourself a little?" he asked, and the thought both scared the shit out of me, but excited me, in equal measure.
Mark then stood up and faced me. He pulled his zipper down and grabbed my hand. He pushed my hand inside and told me to fish it out.
"Fuck!! How fucking big is that thing?" I asked, looking at king cock in front of me. "10 inches, and 7 around, and it will be in your ass. But, I won't force it. You think you would like to try me?" Mark replied.
"Shit, Mark, the biggest I have ever taken is seven. Shit, that would rip me open" I replied, with a tremble in my voice, as I looked at his huge cock, now winking at me.
"Come with me, and trust me. I will take care and time to prepare you; and, just say the word and I will put you in a cab. But, as soon as you enter that room, you are my submissive. I promise not to hurt you, well, not violent hurt. Sexual hurt, well, that is a different matter" he added.
"Submissive?" I asked
"Simon, I take charge, I am not selfish. You will be there to please me; but, in return, you will be well and completely sated. You will probably be a permanent bottom, because I will break you; you will beg for me to stop" he replied.
"Now, I am going to see the manager to see if that room is free; and if you decide it's not for you, I will understand. I like you, Simon. I don't love you, I desire you; I want to fuck your brains out, love is not for me, so don't expect it" he said, with total truth in his words, as he said them.
"What if I like it, but only like it with you?" I respond in a soft voice.
"Because of my cock?" he asked.
"No, well, yeah, perhaps, but, I like you as well. I had a short, but volatile relationship. He never truly satisfied me. He was selfish. He was okay when we first hooked up, but he was a dick" I replied.
"Simon, a relationship is not in my future. I love sex. I love to be dominant. I like submissives doing as they are told, when I tell them; but, trust me, Simon, you will be a complete, exhausted mess when I am done; and, if you like it, we can arrange a visit to my personal play room" he concluded.
"Playroom?" I ask
"Oh, there is nothing I don't have that will stimulate both the Dom and the sub" he smirked. "So, what do you say, Simon, are you ready to play?" he asked.
I walked toward the door, and written on it, were three simple words: "Pleasure and Pain". Mark opened it. We walked in and Mark smiled. "Good, I will reserve the room for us, and us only" he said, and left. My heart was trying to escape the confines of my chest; but, so was my now very stiff and needy cock, in my trousers.
I sat on a padded bench, the size of a small single bed. I looked and saw all manner of toys and straps, shackles, restraints, a large wooden X as a headboard, with steel hoops on each leg of the X. I could see disposable gloves, condoms, and lubes of all kinds.
"Done. The room is ours. Are you ready, coz, once I close this door, you are mine, to do with as I see fit" Mark said, in a commanding voice.
He turned, closed, and then locked the door.
"Stand-up" he demanded, with authority in his voice. I did as demanded.
"Now, kiss my feet" he instructed. I just looked on in shock.
SLAP!!
"Do it now, or so help me" he scorned.
I dropped to his feet and began kissing each toe. "I do not wish to punish you, but I will, if you hesitate again. Do you understand?" he asked me.
"Yes, Mark" I replied.
Slap!!
"Wrong answer" he yelled at me. "I said, do you understand your role?" he yelled at me. I was panicking. "Sir, yes, sir" I replied.
"Good, very good" he replied with a pleased expression on his face.
"Kneel in front of me; that is your position in my life. You are here to serve me, keep me happy. I, in return, if I feel like it, keep you happy" he replied.
"Yes, sir" I replied.
"Undo my belt" he demanded, and I did as I was instructed. I removed his belt from the loops and handed it to him.
"I will use this on your ass if you displease me again" he added.
"Yes, sir" I replied
"Remove my jeans" he instructed, while still holding the broad leather belt.
"Quicker" he yelled, and hit me on my side with the belt, causing me to yelp. "Sorry, sir, yes sir" I replied, and pulled down his jeans. He stepped out of them and I could see the very large erection concealed inside his briefs.
"You like my cock?" he asked.
"Yes sir" I replied.
"Mouth it through the cotton, massage it with those fuckable lips" he demanded, I moved over and used my mouth to massage his member; he was huge.
"Suck the head through the cotton" he demanded.
I did as told; I did not want to feel the sting of that belt again.
"Sir, may I suck your cock?" I asked, taking the initiative.
"Soon, don't worry, you will taste my cock, soon enough" he replied.
"Now stand and strip" he demanded.
I stood and shed all my clothes in record time.
"Now, I asked if you wanted me to blow on your candle" he asked me, with a lascivious expression
"If it pleases you, sir" I said, learning quickly.
"You see, that is a quick lesson. I love to suck cock. I, unlike you, will never allow another man to dominate me; so, therefore, he will never fuck me. But, yes, it would please me to suck your, may I say, impressive cock" he smirked, as he was being playful.
"Now, I will suck you while I open your ass for my pleasure" he added.
He walked over to where the toys and lubes were located and took down various things, some straps and shackles, and some medium size dildos, and one, not so medium. He placed them on the bench where I was standing.
"Lie down on the bench" he demanded.
He then brought down a bar that was hanging from the ceiling. He wrapped a strap around my left leg, then another with the right. He tied each leg to the bar, spreading my legs wide. He then raised the bar, lifting my ass off of the bench. He then took a shackle and placed it over my right wrist, and secured it to the X at the back of the bench. He repeated it with the left wrist. I was spread-eagled at an angle, with my ass in the air.
"Helpless and wanting, just how I like it" he smirked.
I was hung like a strung up chicken. I watch as he removes his T shirt. He has a very well defined torso. He looked about thirty, perhaps a little older, but he was fit. He climbed onto the bench and lowered himself between my legs. He lightly rubbed at my asshole "Hmmm" I moaned out in anticipation. He smiled, and then lowered his mouth and began to lick at my hole. That sent shivers through my whole body.
"FUCK!!!!" I moaned out as his tongue began to probe my hole. He then moved and started to lick my balls, teasing one at a time, taking one and then the other into his mouth. He then began to lick up the length of my shaft and flicked his tongue over the tip.
He stopped and watched me, as I was breathing harder and harder. He picked up one of the bottles of lube and squirted a large amount onto his fingers. He began to run circular motions onto my asshole. He pressed and pressed, until my hole gave way. He pushed two fingers, twisting and pushing as he went.
"Ahhh fuck!!!" I again moaned out in appreciation.
He reached for a dildo and lubed it up. He didn't ask me; he just put it to my asshole, and slowly, and I mean slowly, pushed it into me. He slowly and agonisingly fucked me, slowly driving me insane. He continued to punish me with so much slowness, as he sucked my cock, lightly biting me as he did so. He knew he was torturing me, as my body was now shaking.
He withdrew the dildo, and reached for a larger, thicker one. He again lubed it up and presented me with an open bottle of some chemical. "Inhale, it will relax you" he said, in a stern voice. I took a deep sniff of it, and at the same time, he pushed the thicker dildo into me. It made me wince.
He again engulfed my cock into his mouth, as he, more quickly this time, fucked me hard with this rather large rubber cock. "Ohh fuckkkkk" I panted out, not in appreciation, but in lustful ecstasy.
He power fucked me harder with the dildo. He hammered and pushed it all the way into me, stretching my asshole as wide as I thought possible. The more he pushed and twisted it, the easier it became.
"Ready for the next size" he laughed, as he removed the dildo from me. I felt empty. He showed me this black thing that looked more like a limb than a cock. "Please don't, you will hurt me" I moaned.
SLAP!!!!
He smacked the side of my ass when I complained.
"Stop being a bitch, and fucking do as you are commanded" he demanded.
"Sir, please, I beg you" I pleaded.
"Shut the fuck up" he berated me, and shoved a ball gag into my mouth, and strapped it shut. He again lubed up the monster dildo and placed it at my hole. With a little more pressure than before, he pushed and it popped into me.
Water filled my eyes as he pushed most of it into me. He stopped and allowed me to adjust to its sheer size and girth. My heart was again trying to leave via my chest. As my ass relaxed around the invader, he began to move it in and out of me. It became pleasurable and I lost all the misgivings I had. He pushed deep and withdrew. He looked into my eyes and could see that they had glazed over with lust and need.
He removed the ball gag and put it to one side, as he again withdrew and pushed back into me. He pushed it in again and stopped, and left it deep. He again took my cock back into his mouth, sucking hard and again occasionally biting me.
I heard him rip open a foil packet and stood over me, as he rolled on a magnum XXL condom over his impressive length. I realized he had done to me what he had to do to have the ability to take me. He then removed the large dildo and replaced it with his impressive size.
"Simon, I am not going to be gentle with you. I told you I do not make love, I fuck, and I fuck hard" he again informed me.
"Yes sir" I replied as he rammed into me hard, enough to force all of the air out of my lungs, he again withdrew and rammed into me hard, he was turning me into a quivering mess. He then changed pace and with long hard and fast thrusts he took me...hard.
With every hard thrust, he pushed the air out of me; my breathing laboured and my lungs working overtime. He hit hard and fast. He fucked me with the skill of a seasoned porn star, and I was his bitch.
He then stopped.
He undid the straps off of my ankles and the shackles off of my wrists. He grabbed two more from the collection on the wall.
"Stand up, and face the X" he demanded.
I stood up, my legs like rubber. I was up against the cross and he again shackled my ankles to the base of the X, and shackled my wrists to the top, either side of the X.
I heard him rip open another foil packet, and soon, he was standing behind me. In one movement, he rammed hard and fast back into me. He was taking me standing up. He fucked hard up into me, and never missed a stroke. He now began swatting my ass as he fucked me. "Yeah, take it bitch. You like my big cock in your ass. You're my bottom boy. You are mine, to fuck, whenever I need it" he yelled at me.
"Come on, tell me" he demanded.
"Yes sir, yours" I struggled to get out. This guy, who I only met but a short few hours ago, has turned me into a quivering mess.
"I own this ass, now, and don't you forget it" he again yelled at me.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Someone knocked at the door.
"FUCK OFF" Mark yelled.
He pulled out of me, and again rammed the large dildo into me, hard, and with purpose.
"Use this regularly. You better be always ready for me" he whispered into my ear, "because, Simon, you need this, and I will provide it. Sex will never be the same for you, ever. You have a need to be taken, dominated; and I am the one you talked about, the one you would give up topping for" he informed me.
"Yes Sir!" I replied.
He undid all the shackles and straps and I dropped, my legs now betraying me.
"On your fucking knees" he yelled at me.
I struggled to get up. "Quicker" he yelled slapping the side of my face.
"Sorry sir, it won't happen again" I said, and to my surprise, I was finding this whole thing a major turn on. Mark was a sex god I know love was not going to be in the cards in this fucked up relationship, but my worshiping him is.
"Suck me off, and, heaven help you if you spill anything" he berated me.
I picked up his monster cock and stretched my mouth around him. It hurt as I took as much as possible. He grabbed the side of my head and began to fuck my mouth. It didn't take long before I felt the first shot of jizz hit the back of my throat. His moans and his body rocking told me I was performing correctly for him. He soon dropped out of my mouth. I never spilled a drop. That pleased him, and, in turn, pleased me.
"Good boy, now jack off into my mouth" he ordered me, as he got down on his knees. I was jacking like a teenager watching porn for the first time. Soon, I was shooting into my Dom's open mouth. He closed his mouth around my cock as he milked me dry. My legs once again going weak, I dropped, and he caught me.
"Simon, I told you I would fuck you into a mess, and I keep my promises" he said, and I just smiled and looked down at him.
"Yes sir, thank you, sir" I replied.
The End...for now
Okay guys I know this is not my usual style of writing but since I wrote "No half time my friend" people had asked me to expand on that story. I did not want to with that one as I believe I finished it the way it should have been. But with this one I will at some point help Simon explore some BDSM and Mark will be his teacher. Again as usual leave feedback davidspowart3@hotmail.com or Twitter @DavidSpowart
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