Since I was just a kid, I'd always known that I had strange cravings & urges
Being a resident of a small bible belt community I'd learned from early on to keep them to myself, lest I incur the wrath of the resident holier-than-thou's.
But hiding those cravings & urges only seemed to make them get stronger, until eventually not a day went by that I didn't just yearn to actually experience what it would be like to be naked, completely bound & helpless, and have some other man literally shove his hard cock into my mouth and make me suck it until he shot his entire load deep into my throat, making me swallow every last drop of his warm, chalky cum.
Sure, I'd been to the area adult book store and visited the glory holes there. I'd even sucked a few cocks as they were so willingly shoved through that little, anonymous hole for servicing. And that hadn't dissuaded me in the least. In fact, I'd actually come to relish the taste and feel of a warm load of spooie suddenly being forcefully squirted into my mouth. I was actually starting to take pride in the way I'd learned to respect the sudden sensitivity, and then at just the right time slow down my oral stimulation while oh so delicately teasing out every last drop of delicious cum before eventually letting that now limp piece of man meat slowly shrink, and eventually slide, right out of my mouth.
But sucking cocks at the local glory hole just didn't even come close to helping me realize that merciless craving I had for being physically used, abused, and actually forced to do whatever a masculine, assertive, horny stud wanted me to do to/for him.
I just had to know what it was like to have him grab a hand full of my hair and just physically force my head where ever he wanted it. Or to feel him grab my head firmly in his hands and just pump my face like a piston engine, with absolute disregard for my wants, needs, or desires.
I'd almost concluded that it was the anonymous, uncaring, purely gratuitous, raw sex that I wanted to experience. To know that this stud was doing just exactly whatever he wanted, regardless of what I felt, desired, or even begged for. I think perhaps I was craving being punished, used, and publicly humiliated. But until I actually explored and experienced it, how could I be sure?
Then one day I heard about a gay Bath house in St. Louis, where they had small, private rooms where men could meet others anonymously and do whatever they wished with one another, in total privacy.
Hmm. St. Louis wasn't close, but it was doable. And after checking my summer schedule I found that I had a kayaking trip planned for a river not to far from St. Louis. And that I could easily slip off to the bath house and explore my cravings on the way home from that float trip.
As the date approached, my anticipations & expectations grew, evolved, and titillated me with sexual excitement. Since I didn't get that far into Eastern Missouri but maybe once a year, I was determined to make this one visit be all it could be. I worried that the man who would find me available to use in my tiny, private, rented room, might feel inhibited and reluctant to really just let it all out and truly use me, HARD! So to prevent that, I'd concluded that I would have to be blindfolded and totally restrained. I figured that under those conditions, where I'd have absolutely no choice but to comply, and where I couldn't possibly identify who had used & abused me, he'd hopefully let loose all of the animal passion, lust, and kinky cravings he'd been bottling up, and use me as the available receptacle for all of it.
Even while kayaking the river,which is normally something I just love doing, my mind was constantly wandering to my next stop. St. Louis and my planned encounter.
The drive in was uneventful. I'd gotten the address from the Internet and my GPS took me right to the spot. As a first timer it took a bit, and a few bucks, to arrange my temporary membership and rent a room. With all of the paper work completed, the door clerk buzzed open the door, and I was in.
Oh my god, naked men every where. The way many of them were ogling me, and sizing me up like a fresh T-bone in a kennel, made me suddenly cognizant of the fact that I was younger and most definitely more physically fit, than the majority of the naked studs wandering the halls here. And, that I probably wouldn't have any trouble dangling my naked body as bait, and getting a nibble or maybe even two?
Damn my cock was already swelling, ummm.
After a bit of roaming the halls lost, I eventually found my room, used the key to enter, closed the door, and immediately proceeded to put my plan into motion.
I stripped off all of my clothes, stacked them under the bed, and laid out the tools I'd opted for in my planned "encounter".
I had a pair of heavy, leather bondage cuffs on each wrist, and fairly large penis gag strapped around my neck and ready to insert in my mouth. I also laid out several condoms, and a large tube of lube, just in case. But honestly didn't expect this to become anything anal. Plus, a totally effective blindfold pulled up on my forward and ready to drop down over my eyes, heavy leather bondage cuffs on each ankle, and double ended snap hooks to attach the wrist cuffs to the ankle cuffs.
I'd rehearsed this at home several times and found that with considerable difficulty I was just able to put myself into this position and that unless someone released me, the difficulty getting free was far more intense than in getting bound. Anyone wishing to would absolutely no trouble keeping me bound, and helpless.
This position I'd opted for left me on my knees & elbows, ass up but against the wall, and my head on the mattress, right at the edge of the bed where anyone could easily slide out the gag and shove in their cock.
With much difficulty, anticipation, and a huge flood of sexual excitement, I swung my room door wide open, turned up the light, chomped down on the penis gag, slipped down the blindfold. And snapped my ankles & wrists together, and then waited.
At last, if I was ever going to fulfill that yearning of mine, hopefully it was now!
I could hear foot steps passing in the hallway outside my room. Most slowed or paused, then went on down the hall. I heard a couple of "UMMMs"and "Grrr's"one commented "umm, nice"but then went on. Then one paused and commented quietly, "damm boy, looks like you're out to get seriously fucked today", then chuckled & walked on.
Oh shit! That's when it hit me just how truly helpless I really was. My cravings had involved oral sex, but in this situation I just might have someone also choose to use my virgin ass as well! And there wouldn't be a dam thing I could do about it! Even if I wanted too, getting free would be incredibly difficult, and after all the trouble & expense,...... naw, surely they wouldn't, would they?
Then a heavy set of foot steps approached, paused, and came on into the room But what I didn't hear was him close the door behind him, gulp! I felt two very strong hands grab my head, lift it a bit, and then pushed it hard to one side as a voice said "let's turn yoh ass round hea boy, and get a look at your cock & mancunt". Well, I'd wanted forceful and aggressive, and dammed if I didn't have it now.
He just yanked my head around and my body had no choice but to follow. As he spun me on the mattress I could feel his hands on my ass, squeezing each cheek like a housewife shopping for melons. This guy was a serious shopper too, because he seemed to really enjoy having my helpless ass to squeeze, fondle, and tease.
He chuckled as he watched my cock swell, harden, and start to visibly throb. He slid one hand down off my ass and very forcefully grabbed and squeezed my cock like he was trying to pull it loose from my body. OUCH! Before releasing my cock he slapped it hard against my thighand then brutally slapped his bare hand hard on my right butt cheek, SLAP!!!
OH MY GOD! It did hurt. It stung like a bitch. But almost immediately, I also realized that I liked it! Oh shit, this is what I was really craving all those years, I'm just loving this, it hurts SOOOOO GOOD!
Apparently, so did he, because he did it again, and again, and again. There was no getting away from this vicious ass spanking. I tried to squirm away and he just laughed and whipped me again. Then he said with an almost sadistic glee, "you a nasty little fuck slut bitch, you need a good spanking an likely as not a dammed good, hard fuckin too!"
While he paddled, I also head other voices from the hallway. Because he'd left the door open, others had stopped outside to enjoy the show. Being totally blind , still helpless bound and unable to move, I couldn't be sure, but just by the accent, slang, and voice patterns he used, I'd assumed him to be black. For the purposes of this narrativeI'll call him Blackie.
As he was just finishing his rather brutal spanking of my now bright red and totally helpless ass, Blackie said to whoever it was that was in the hallway
"hey guys, he's not mine, this is public meat. Help yourself. He`s got two holes and seriously needs em both filled up with yo all's hard cocks". With that I heard multiple steps entering my tiny room. Then I felt more hands roughly positioning me where they wanted me. Someone uncerimoniously jerked the gag out've my slobbering mouth, and abruptly replaced it with about 7" of thick, hard cock, which they wasted no time thrusting down my throat clear to it's base. Whoever her was, his balls were just a slapping my chin as he started vigorously pumping in & out've my helpless throat.
Two hands were grabbing my head like a viceand holding it immobile while the 7" mercilessly used my warm, wet mouth & throat like an inflatable doll, just viciously face fucking me like piston engine revved to the red line. I nearly gagged several times but he absolutely did not give a shit. From somewhere way back away from my oral raping, I was hearing some "ooos"& "yummms"and then just as Mr. 7" shot a massive load way down in my throat, I heard someone say "who's next?"
It then dawned on me that a line was forming at my door and that there was no telling just how many of these uncaring, horny hard cocks would assault my mouth, cum in my throat, and move on down the road before anyone even considered releasing me.
Little did I know!
Before Mr. 7" was even finished I felt a finger dripping with cool lube quickly shoved up my helpless, vulnerable and available ass hole, ouch... ummmm!
Honestly, it was so totally new, but while in this situation at least, pondering the wisdom of what I'd done was totally academic and futile. It was happening to me NOW. There was no immediate end to it. This is basically what I'd wanted, so I needed to just take it all, deal with it, and if possible ENJOY IT!
The finger up my ass jabbed in deep a couple of times then was removed. And then I immediately felt hips positioning themselves right behind mine, and the head of a hard cock probing for my now slick ass hole. Like it or not, I was about to get fucked up the ass by another man! In mere moments the hard cock had zoomed in on it's target and with one, really hard push, it overcame the resistance of my lubed up sphincter, and had forced itself up my rectum, and right on deep into my ass. OUH, ouch, ugg. Whoever this was with the vice grip on my hips, he hadn't cared a whit about going slow to let my ass stretch. He was intent on one thing, and that was getting off in my ass. And if it was a tight ass he wanted, then he dam sure had his wish. I pulled hard against my restraints, struggled, squirmed, and and occasionally writhed in pain as these guys had their way with my naked, helpless body. The leather from the wrist & ankle cuffs was starting to cut into my skin but, they were holding like iron. My neck muscles were on the verge of cramping from trying to maintain this "service" position for so long a time without relief. After taking the first few loads in my mouth, I'm sure I must've had a massive volume of cum covering my chin, and much much yet more now starting to be belched up from my stomach. I was being fed load after hot load, squirt, squirt, squirt... next.
After the first dozen or so thrusts up my ass, it did relax some. Soon the pain actually turned to exquisite pleasure. But after the second ass fucker to take me anally, it started becoming painful again. At least one of the studs to do my ass was hung like a horse, and I'm virtually certain he tore me open. OH MY GOD did that hurt, as did almost each successive thrust for the next 30- to 40 minutes of non stop ass pounding.
I'm also pretty sure that at least a few of them didn't wear condoms. This is mainly because as at least two of them pulled their softening cocks out of my bleeding ass, I could feel a flood of cum oozing out've my orifice along with their cock, and then dribbling steadily down my balls & thigh. Dam, at one point I even had a visual image in my head of what my ass must be looking like. I was sure it was bleeding some, stretched open and gaping open like a beckoning oyster. That is at least, when it wasn't filled with a hard cock. I imagined it now covered with cum, some now dried and some still fresh & warm. Probably a bit of lube draining out with all that cum, and possibly even some runny shit stains too. But apparently it still looked good enough to shove cock after hard, horny cock into.
My hips were surely starting to bruise from the vicious way each successive guy clamped down on them just as they shoved in for that final, really deep thrust, and then erupted a stream of cum way up inside my ass. And yet in spite of all that, I was liking it, A LOT! And my cock was still rock hard! I'd fantasized plenty about what it might feel like to have another mans cock up my ass, but never had I imagined it to feel like this, or to loose my virginity in such a way, or in such a place. But every time my mind would try to wander into such thoughts, another pair of hands would put yet another vise like grip on my head and shove another hard cock into my mouth. They'd just keep pumping & pumping until yet another load of warm chalky cum would erupt, squirt several times, then slow quickly to a dead stop, just parking their softening cock deep in my throat while the last drops of cum & semen drain out. And then whatever portion I couldn't swallow would steadily drain down my chin & neck as the next horny by stander stepped up get his cock sucked.
But just as I thought this routine would continue ad nauseum, a limp cock was suddenly shoved into my mouth. I couldn't ponder it too much because of the pounding my ass was still taking. But still? If you weren't hard, then why try and get sucked off? Suddenly, not only did the answer present itself
but it started flowing fast and in a massive volume, right into my throat. But no more than did the fluid erupt into my mouth then the combination of volume, taste, and smell, immediately told me that this was no longer cum. It was piss! This was likely one of the cocks I'd already sucked off and who'd already cum in my mouth. And now that he had to pee, well, why not? I was totally fucking helpless. If he wanted to piss in my mouth there was absolutely nothing stopping him. So he did.
By the time I realized what was being pumped into my mouth I was already gagging from the shear volume. With his hands clamped onto my headpulling away wasn't an option. But given the shear flow of urine into my mouth, and the fact that I also still had to occasionally breath, there just wasn't any way I was going to be able to swallow it all. To be honest, I was pleasantly surprised at the taste. It wasn't really bad tasting at all. But it was just coming way faster then I could swallow it. I did however manage to gulp down quite a bit, gulp, gulp, gulp. But still, the majority of it was overflowing my mouth, draining down my chin and onto the mattress that my cheek was laying on. And he just kept pissing, and pissing, and pissing. I could feel it soaking all thru the mattress, steadily soaking into it and soon just permeating the entire tiny little room. Having my blindfolded face pushed constantly into a piss soaked mattress smelled even worse than lapping it up strait out've the urinal. Unbeknownst to me though, was the effect that watching this guy piss into my mouth, and then all over my head, was having on all the assembled spectators
Most of the guys watching had already cum in at least one of my orifices and they were feeling the need to piss too. And this guy was showing then just where to aim.
Even before the first pisser was finished filling my throat I started feeling another stream, then yet another, then soon an entire chorus of piss streams were showering down onto my head & naked body. They were splattering and wetting every available inch of my bound, blindfolded, totally helpless piss target of a body. Anyone that could aimed for my mouth, and most hit their target. There must've been ten or twenty men standing there pushing every once of urine out've their bladders , and ontoor into, me. Breathing was nearly impossible but somehow I managed. And then the real treat. I felt yet one more stud cozy up behind my available hips and line up on my now gaping, cavernous ass hole. I assumed that he was going to be the upteenth cock to use it, when I felt him having to gently guide it in. He was also only semi hard at best. But then dammed if he didn't also open it up and proceed to piss like a river, totally filling, and then quickly overfilling my bowel in a way so unusual that the sensation was almost surreal. The pressure was a brand new sensation. Like an enema, only way, WAY better. And so perfectly warm, ummm.
And the flow was from the inside to the outside. Just the opposite of an enema.
Apparently even the assembled spectators were awed by the site of him pissing from deep up inside my ass hole. At least that was what I surmised when the man pissing in my mouth finished, moved around me, and no one immediately replaced him in my mouth.
But then the man pissing in my ass had finally drained out all he had, slowed, then stopped pissing altogether. He seemed relieved, and soon his limp dick slowly shrank, shriveling bit by bit, until the tip of his limp dick finally popped out've my ass. But all that piss stored in my bowel now had a free passage out, and it acted just like an enema, whoosh! Before he realized what he'd caused, the man who'd filled my bowel with piss had also been showered with it gushing out've my ass. But as this massive gush of piss shot out my but, it also now carried with it anything it had encountered in my GI tract. This wasn't just piss anymore. It was now a pissy mix of pee and shit. And he'd been covered with It, along with my mattress, both of my thighs, my cock, my balls, and my ass cheeks.
This time there was no doubt what so ever that he hadn`t worn a condom. And when he found his cock soft and covered in piss n shit, he was upset with me
and grabbed my head and shoved his crappy cock back into my mouth. With one hand on my throat he yelled at me, saying "lick your nasty shit off of my cock you worthless little pig!". Even limp this was not a small cock. But lick it I did, tip to base. And while I did, no one was fucking me in the ass. This left my cock and balls in plain view for the assembled onlookers to see
And soon, some unseen hand started caressing and stroking my piss soaked cock, ummmm. By that time I was so fucking horny that I think I'd of popped my nut with nothing more than change in wind direction. And to be honest, even with it covered in diluted shit and other men's piss, I was loving it. I also liked having that big, meaty cock shoved into my throat as well. Even if it had just been pulled out've my ass. So I think it only took about three, maybe four long strokes of my cock, before I was blowing up a stream like old faithful. Oh my god did I ever need that release, ahhhhhhhhh.
As each and every last drop of seman drained out've my quickly softening dick, I must've looked like an inflatable dummy with a slow leak. I just slowly melted into a puddle on my now piss and shit soaked mattress. I then heard whatever spectators that were left start to meander away out've my room. Within moments, only one person remained. I felt him reach down and lightly trace one fingertip around my redswollenand exhausted rectum. Then I heard him kiss something which I presumed to be his finger. Then I felt one finger gently slipped into my mouth. Naturally, I lightly licked it, gently sucked it, and basically put a fine polish on that finger. He then planted a gentle kiss on my bound, and still available ass cheek. Then he said: Lover,oh my god. You were the hottest fucking thing to land here in months. You're gonna find an E-mail address on a slip of paper in your back pants pocket. If you're ever coming back this way again, I want you to let me know ahead of time! U got it? Cuz I may just wanna chain you up in my basement and spend a few hour with you myself, before I turn you loose in here again. Then he planted a long, wet, passionate kiss right on my piss soaked lips, and proceeded to uncouple my right wrist from my right ankle. Then he said: "Ok stud. You can turn yourself loose now. It's been hot, Grrr
But next time I wanna have first crack in your tight, hot little crack, you got it?" And with that he was gone.
I did slowly manage to release all of my bonds. And when I lifted the blindfold, well, it wasn't pretty, nor crowded.
Yes, I did have to pay some considerable extra penalty fees for the way I'd/they'd trashed the room. And yes, I was belching piss and cum the entire drive back to Kansas City. And yes, my ass did hurt like hell for an entire week. But in spite of all of that, yes, I did absolutely fucking love it, ummmm!
And now I also know why I crave that kind of treatment, ohhhhh. It's because I fucking LOVE IT!
And yesI am already planning my next trip to St. Louis. Cum'on guys, the line forms here, and there. Ah... Cum on... my ass, or my chin, or my stomach.YES!
Bound Slut in Topeka hargy@cox.net