Last Chance

Last Chance -2 Copyright 2016 by the author. For private use. oldtxsub@yahoo.com

DISCLAIMER: For adults only. Not for minors. Delete if illegal in your jurisdiction. This is a work of fiction. Just my fantasy. Author's note: Comments and suggestions most welcome.

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The Dallas Eagle is a leather and levis bar. I had to admit I had always wanted to go there. My desire was to be picked up by one of the tattooed leather clad Men who frequent to club looking for boys. I used to dream about going there being picked up taken to the woods bent over a hot motorcycle and fucked like the slut I am, at least want to be. I had to admit I was excited by the message and the idea of being in the Eagle. I just never had had the nerve to go there on my own, now I had to if I wanted to take my last chance. The phone buzzed again, "Shave your head and cock before you get their boy." My excitement was almost overwhelming. This seemed real – I was being ordered by my better – I had no option, or will to disobey, the feeling was returning. A high level of physical excitement but a feeling of peace as I transferred control to my unknown Master. I was almost overwhelmed with fantasy images, the smell of leather, sweat and stale beer; me being led naked by a leash and dog collar around a leather bar as I am groped by bikers and other Leatherman. I snapped out of it – I only had a few hours to get my head shaved and ready to go the eagle. I wanted so bad to jack off to relive the pressure of my excitement, but I knew my Master would not want me to, and frankly I enjoyed the rush of this excitement I had not felt in years.

I found a franchise barber shop and ran to make sure I got there before they closed. I only had to wait a while before I was called. I ask to have my head shaved – the Asian girl ask if I was sure. I couldn't tell her – but I had to I had been ordered to have it shaved. If my cock was not so small she would have seen how hard I was as she lathered my head and shaved me bald. I could feel my self-leaking as I watched my self being shaved in the mirror. It was almost too much to control, even though she was just cutting my hir – I closed my eyes and saw a muscled Leatherman shaving me, my arms tied to the chair, I was naked as he roughly pushed my head round to shave me. He laughed at my pitiful small dick. I awoke form my dream as she was rubbing cream in to my now bald head. She pulled off the drape and stared at the wet spot in my crotch, she just laughed. I paid gave her a big tip and headed home to finish shaving.

I almost ran to the bathroom and stripped. I began by trimming the hair short with scissors. I was as hard as a rock and still leaking. I had to be careful I didn't stroke myself because if I had I would have shot a load as aill lathered up my cock and balls. I hadn't shaved myself here for a long time, but I loved the hairless smooth feel. Dr. Ben had always kept me shaved down there as I began to mature. Part of the daily routine was shaving and an enema before he started playing with me. This was one of the hottest time for me – the anticipation and his big hands all over me, he was rough and knew that I loved it. He would stroke me close to cumming and then slap or punch my balls, he loved to watch as I wiggled under his hands holding me down as he brought e to the edge and then inflicted pain to settle me down. It always ended with me being whipped with his belt or a crop then I had to jack myself off before he had me on my knees bringing him to his first orgasm. He said he didn't want me to me excited while I was pleasuring him, that is why I had to cum first. When my mouth had him hard again, he would strap me to a bench lube my ass and fuck me until he came again. When he was done I would clean his cock with my mouth and then usually whipped again for some transgression or failure I my part. Usually during the second whipping I would get hard again and he would let me jack off for him while he watched and then fed me my cum.

But that was ll in the past, it had been years since I felt that excitement. I just hopped I could feel it again, if I did I swore to myself I would never give it up again, no matter what it took. I was smooth as a 12 year boy – it felts so good and I almost came as I rubbed cream in to the newly shaved areas. I got my leather shorts and slipped them on commando. The had zippers on the side so the front could be let down to pee, or for access. They were a hot shiny black, tight and the leather felt good on my bare boy parts. I slipped on the pink l t-shirt and looked in the mirror. Even I thought I looked hot and like a think – except I was 52 years old. My nipples showed I was excited. It was already 8:30 I needed to leave now. I ran to my car, but the address in my phone and took off for the Eagle. It only took 15 minutes to get there. The parking lot was full of pickups and motorcycles. I could see guys dressed in leathers going in the door. This was it, now or never. I stepped out of my car, as I did my phone buzzed. "Good, boy, go to the bar order a white wine and wait for instructions." I walked to the door, two guys in leathers behind me whistled and said "nice ass old man, you looking for a date tonight?" I just kept walking. The bouncer glanced at me and said "welcome boy aunt seen you before, you don't meet anyone come see me later."

I made my way to the bar, I could smell the leather, sweat and beer. It was just as I had dreamed. The bartender came over to me, he was in briefs with a harness on and a dog collar. I ordered my wine and he winked at me as he brought it. The phone buzzed. "This is your test boy. Three guys will approach you for blow jobs, you will do what they say. They are to report back to me how you did. If you're a good cocksucker I may take you home to night. If you want to back out do it now, these won't be guys who take no well. Text yes or no. What the hell it was now or never I texted "yes". Ten minutes later a big Black man came to the bar beside me, he had to have been 300 hundred pounds of all muscle. All but his chest was covered in tight leather. "boy, buy me a scotch. I ordered a scotch for him. When he got it he dipped his fingers in the scotch and rubbed it on his nips. "Tell me how the scotch tastes boy" as he turned to me, suck it off my tits maggot. I leaned in and sucked first the right one and then the left one, he laughed as other guys around us watched the show. He drank up the scotch and grabbed me by the arm and said "Come on boy lets go to my car, something there needs vacuuming." He led me out the door by the arm. We got to his van and he opened the back, there was a chair and a mattress. He pulled down his pants and his cock nearly sprang out, it wasn't long but I have never seen one so wide with pronounced veins. "On your knees bitch and this better be good.". I dropped to my knees at his feet and tried to take the head in my mouth, I could hardly get it in my mouth and I started gagging. "breath through you knows bitch, now suck. I sucked for all I was worth, it had been a long time but it came back to me easy, and I loved it, I had forgotten the smell and the feel of a Man inside of me, fucking my face. He grabbed my head and forced the monster all of the way in. He slammed my head back and forth, it didn't take ling until he shot a big load in my throat. It was heaven the taste I remembered and hd missed. I was back the where I belonged. "Love to fuck that pussy, but Jack said not this time, he wants that himself. He said I couldn't fuck you but he didn't say I couldn't fuck you up. With that he kicked me in the balls and pushed me down on the mattress. "I got to piss now boy and you better not let a drop go on the mattress." He aimed at my mouth and let loose with a massive stream of piss. I did the best I could to get it all and swallow before I chocked, but some hit the mattress. When he was done he grabbed me by the ankles and turned me over on the mattress. "Take down the shorts bitch, you're going to get a whipping." But first you must beg me to whip you, because I wouldn't want to do anything you didn't ask for boy. I undid the shorts and pulled them to my ankles, and said "Please whip me." I was laying with my ass exposed on the mattress with my face in his piss. I heard the whip cut the air before it is my ass. The sting was terrible, I thought I would faint. I guess I did, I woke up sitting in the parking lot my pants around my ankle with welts on in my ass. I guess I could have left then. But I didn't. I wanted, no I needed more. I limped back into the Eagle, the bouncer just laughed as I entered. Better go in the men's room and clean the piss off your face boy, or if you prefer the ladies." I made my way through the leathermen, they were getting rowdy, my ass must have been pinched five times before I made it to the restrooms. The mens' room was full there must have been ten guys in there. I made my way to the sinks and looked at myself, you could see the stains on my face. I turned n the water bent over and tried to wash my face. When I bent over a hand grabbed me between the legs. It was the bouncer. "wrong restroom boy." Staff has a special restroom for your type. Still holding me by the sack he pulled me backwards out of the restroom and down the hall. We he opened a door and pushed me in. It was dark, he left slammed the door and I heard it lock. It wasn't long till I heard a key in the door. I saw the silhouette as a guy slipped in. On your knees boy was all he said. I got down on my knees. I felt his hand on my head as it guided me to his meat. It was hard and smelled strong. He guided my head down the length, it wasn't as wide as the last guy but it was long and I felt it hit the back of my throat and I gagged. He kept the pressure on my head until he was deep in my throat. "Just hold it there boy until the gagging stops." Slowly he pushed into me until I could feel him deep inside me. "Mow slow boy suck and use that tongue." I began moving my head back and forth a little as he fucked my throat, he was getting excited I could tell, he pushed on my head to get it deeper in me. It was long and he was cumming, I felt the glorious man juice slide down my throat. I tried to taste as much of it as I could. He pulled out of me. "Now strip boy." I stood up and took my clothes off. He started fondling my little dick and sack. He had on leather gloves he rubbed them all over my body, finally putting his fingers in my mouth. "Turn around and bend over." I did as I was told. "Grab your ankles boy and don't let go." As I did I felt the gloved finger enter me Firsts one then two, finally the third found its way inside me. "Nice tight pussy, boy. Jack will tear that one apart." He gave me a butt pug to put in you to start stretching you for his cock. You may want to get it wet in your mouth before I put it in you boy. I licked the massive plug and handed it to him. Now hold on boy this will hurt, he was right, the pain was intense until it slipped past the wide part. I started to cry it hurt so much. "Well you are a wimp, you may cry but your little dick says you like this it is hard and dripping." You're a good cocksucker boy, but if you were mine we'd be exploring just how much pain you can really take. I like to use electricity on boys like you, It's so hot to see them scream in pain and shoot a load at the same time. I put probes in their pussies and in their little cocks and turn the juice up. Since they are tied down they can't move much but I don't gag them so I can hear the screams. I can tell you would be a real screamer. I love it, they beg me to give them more pain and I oblige, got love those pain sluts -they beg for it and need it. He took out a pen a wrote a phone number on my chest. "When jack is done with you call me and n beg for it boy, you will call you know it don't you." He left the room and left the door open. I dressed and headed back to the main room. I decided to just wait for number three. I went to the bar and ordered another white wine. When the wine arrived my cell buzzed. "Number three is on you – find someone blow them and send me a picture they take of you sucking them." Shit, I was on my own. I had to pick someone up, that was always my problem, I was shy and could never make the first move. I looked around. There were a lot of Men on the dance floor so I headed that way. I just started dancing a little to see if someone would approach me. IT seemed like I wasn't there. It was getting late and people started drifting off in pairs. I went back to the bar. I figured I would just as the guy at the bar. I called him over. "hay, buddy I am looking for a guy who wants a blow job, any suggestions." I figured he was like me so he would understand. He walked away without saying a word. I turned around and there was a cop. "I understand you have been soliciting sex." "Well no sire I was just talking to the bartender." "Dressed like that you are obviously a prostitute, and you under arrest. Now turn around and put your hands together." This was the worst thing, I was arrested the record would be public and I would lose my job. The cop led me out of the bar to his unmarked car. " In the back Sir while we check your ID. I handed him my driver's license, he read it and then said he needed a picture for the record. He took out his phone and snapped a full body shot. Now one more thing Sir. Just step behind the building here." He led me behind the bar. Ok here is the deal, I have your picture, your name and address. I am a real cop. Jack is a friend. You give him any trouble and this goes public. You got it. If you do and you ask real nice I will let you suck my cock." I dropped to me knees and almost cried "please". He unzipped and pulled out a hard cock. I went for it immediately, it was like candy to me I wanted and needed it and as many as I could get my lips on. He shot his lad zipped up and told me to go back in the bar. He said that on a table in the back was a note for me.

I made my way back in. It was near closing time and the place was emptying out. I found an empty table with a bag and a note. The note read. "Put on the dog collar and leash, go to your car take off your clothes leave them and your id and keys in your car, put on the blindfold and sit outside the car waiting for me. I will pull up in a pickup honk once. You are to climb in the back."

I followed the instructions. I sat in the gravel naked except or the collar, leash and blindfold. I was in heaven this was where I needed to be.