Date: Thu, 20 Feb 2020 16:51:19 +0000 From: Gary Tuck Subject: The Foreman's Virgin 1 This is a true story, about me. As close to all events as I can remember. I was naive, unworldly wise and easily lead. So much so I got in with a bad crowd and spent most of my time stoned or high on speed, acid and pot. I was quit shy unless inebriated, where I was fearless or just lacking in moral fibre. The only time I felt confident was when I was naked, but this didn't help me get naked with girls, or guys....... getting to that point was tough! I spent a lot of time naked in my bedroom. When I went through puberty I used to love playing with my asshole in the shower. Washing and fingering it and using the shower to clean it. I became fascinated with water and being wet. One time, I accidentally flushed water inside my ass, only to leak in to my underwear and in the bed, which turned me on so much! It became a game to me. I would fill my ass with water and then, after some time, steal my sisters knickers and wet them, keeping them on whenever I could. Along with pushing things inside myself, adding sanitary towels to the knickers also became a theme. I wasn't really aware of my sexuality, these things just felt good. What I realised was I really liked was being spanked. Until I reached the age of puberty, my Dad used a slipper or a belt to punish me. Only one or two whacks, but I always wanted more! Damn, I used to misbehave just to get a thrashing. The ultimate was when I were 13 and he whipped my ass once with a cane after I had accidentally de-headed some flowers in the garden. It hurt, making me drop to my knees. I recall calling him a bastard. This was the start of my need for being dominated. At the age of 17 and still a virgin with girls and guys, I were slim, about 5' 6" and lacking in man hair except for a light swath of pubes. I worked as a chef in a Hotel which wasn't open at the time due to being refurbished. I helped out with the building work and other tasks ready for me to start work in the kitchen. There was a foreman called Ted. He must have been about 45 years old. A builder type, rugged, with a cockney London accent. He was fun to be around and paid more attention to me when we were alone than when others were around. One morning, I had been out raving all weekend. My eyes where like dinner plates so after laying in my bed wide awake all night, I left the house early to avoid my parents. This early Monday morning, no-one else was around in the hotel except Ted and me. After a few cigarettes, coffee and idle banter, Ted, who was sitting in the reception area in the foyer, looked at me and smiled. I was still recovering from the joint I smoked on the way there on my bike and I stood there in my lycra shorts and he asked me, "Are you game for a laugh?". Now, unless you are British, have knowledge of British games shows in the 70's and 80's, you will not know that Game for a laugh, was a game show hosted by a very gay and camp guy. So, if anyone was said to be game for a laugh, it meant you believed they were gay. It also happened that I was unaware of this sentiment at the time. So, I said YES! Ted reached over, pulled my shorts down and fondled my balls and cock. I have no idea why I didn't move or resist. Stoned? Maybe. Unconsciously gagging for it? Maybe. With that, he said I should follow him. Like a lamb I pulled up my shorts and followed him to the hotel room he used. I was really not sure what was going to happen, but I felt exited. We entered the room, and before I knew it, he was naked and all but my underwear was off. You can take those off! He firmly said. I slid them down. The cool room air touched my cock and balls. For the first time I was naked with a guy. I clammed up, I had no idea what to do! He lay, rubbing his chest and he said I should kiss him. But I declined. I was now in shock. He pulled my head down toward his cock and told me to open my mouth. I didn't like the taste. It wasn't salty or sweaty, quite bland actually, but I think it was more the sensation of it in my mouth that was foreign to me that I slightly recoiled from, plus, I had no idea what to do with it! I had never had my cock sucked before and I was still a virgin even with girls. After a few minutes trying to please him, he turned his back to me and told me to fuck him. I wasn't hard and I had never even considered fucking a guy. I was passive, wanting to be shown everything. I sensed he was pretty frustrated. For a few minutes, we cuddled. I lay on his chest and felt him breath as he hugged me. Then, pulling my head up he said: "I'm a fucking hard man! Don't ever fuck with me this is out little secret!". I couldn't speak. He rolled me onto my front and placed a hand on my lower back pressing me into the bed and began spanking my ass really hard. Tears leaked from my eyes, my hands tried to stop him but he pulled them away and hit me harder. Occasionally he stopped and parted my ass cheeks, rubbing my inner thigh, crack and hole with his fingers and I heard him jerking off behind me. I thought he was going to cum until I felt his weight on me, sliding up me into position. Without any foreplay he directed his cock straight to my hole and with one push he entered me. The pain was intense, unpleasant and unexpected. Laying there, unable to get free from this big muscly guy, with his cock deep in me, the fucking began. After about 10 minutes the pain eased except for when he rammed me deep, which he did every ten or so thrusts. Just before he did, I could feel him pull me towards him using one arm around my throat and the other hand on the bed, ram.......pump puma pump, ram...helpless, I just let it happen. I wanted it to happen. Just like this. I just didn't realise it until then. After some time, he stopped and pulled out, telling me he hadn't cum in me. I turned and watched him wash some blood off his cock in the sink and I reached for my clothes. "Where the fuck are you going?" he shouted. "Home". I uttered, leaving swiftly. The next day was awkward and we acted like nothing happened for days. My ass healed and I went back to my normal water and knickers routine. Until one day I accidentally left my knickers on. Now, doing the building work requires a lot of bending and working close with Ted. This day, we were rolling out carpet to fit one of the rooms. Leaning on a large roll of carpet, I felt my joggers slip down and I reached behind to pull them up. I felt fear and panic as Ted was standing behind me. I looked round to see him starring at my ass. Our eyes met and that one look said everything. "Hey," he said, "you want to be my girl?". I wanted to say yes but the words wouldn't come out. What I did do was leak a small amount of water out of my ass as I twitched at the thought of it. It dribbled down to my knees under my joggers. I stood up and walked towards him. "I'm wet," was all I could say. He pulled me close to him and he reached round, sliding a hand into my joggers, feeling the knickers and the wetness that was making the knickers stick to me. I looked up and he looked at me with a smile. I have no idea what made me do this but, I moved into him, reached up like a girl, put my arms round his neck, closed my eyes and started to kiss him passionately. I had never kissed a guy before. I was shaking with fear but it felt so right! Suddenly I heard noises outside the room and jumped away from Ted. Two electricians walked in chatting to each other. Casual hellos and then straight back to work. That was a close call. Over the day, we chatted when no one else was around. He would touch me, we would kiss and he watched when I took a pee. I let him know I was shy, passive, liked to wear girls knickers and that I loved his roughness. We talked about role play, (I didn't know it was role play then) and he said he was going to fuck me a lot, and that he would hurt me sometimes. I told him about my water fun, and the next time I went to work he told me to be wet and to wear the knickers. He also said he had a surprise for me. I didn't go to work the next day until all the builders had gone. I knew it would just be me and Ted in the hotel. I douched, kept some water in me and I even stuck a tampon in and applied a sanitary towel to my knickers. Walking there was awkward but hot! As I got closer to the hotel, I began to get nervous. The weird thing is, I liked shaking like this. My breathing was shallow and rapid. I had no idea what was going to happen. I slipped in the back door, taking my hand, like I was a little girl, he took me up the stairs and into the room. We didn't talk much. Ted said he was taking a shower and I should put the clothes on that were in the bag on the bed. He left and I lit a cigarette, opened the bag and took out the contents. In the bag were some girls clothes, a pink nighty, some white knickers and some coconut oil. I took off my clothes, including my wet knickers and crouched down to pull out the tampon Nothing leaked but the tampon was full and heavy. I was so exited. I slipped into the clothes got under the sheets. Suddenly the lights went out, it was pitch black for a while until my eyes adjusted. Ted said nothing. He just got in beside me and turned the TV on with the remote. His strong warm body smelt clean and fresh. His aftershave was filling my senses. He lay on his back and I cuddled into him letting my hands roam and for the first time I relaxed. We watched TV for a while until I noticed his cock move. It was much bigger than I remembered. I was about to have a go sucking it again but a bleep from is phone made me jump. He tapped on his phone and then told me, "The surprise is coming". What? I thought the clothes were the surprise! I didn't say anything. I just started shaking again. Ted touched me under the night dress, pulled my knickers down and used the oil to massage my ass, cock and balls. I liked it. I reached up and put my arm around his neck and we kissed again. He pulled me on top of him so I straddled him feeling his cock underneath me. "You're going to be a good girl aren't you?" he asked. I didn't reply, he put his hands round my throat and asked again more harshly slapping my face. I didn't reply. This angered him and he pushed me off, grabbed my arm and dragged me off the bed. Before I knew it, my knickers were down, nighty up and I was on my knees with my chest on the bed. What commenced was a brutal spanking. Both hand and belt were used. Crying I hid my face in the bed until it stopped. I felt Ted move behind me, a gentle push of the tip of his cock and he opened my hole enough to start peeing in me. Not a lot, just enough to make me feel the warmth in me. "Pull your knickers up!". I did so, feeling the heat of my red ass. There was a knock at the door. The corridor light was off, the door opened and two guys walked in. They hardly spoke and I could hear the rustle of clothes being taken off and hitting the floor. In the dimness of the room I crawled back into the bed and curled up. Someone lay next to me and I could hear the others lighting cigarettes and chatting. His hands were all over me. My knickers were pulled half way down, then I was rolled onto my back and his lips touched mine. I responded accordingly opening my legs and mouth. The feeling of being wanted like this turned me on. Fingers were in me. For a few minutes I got a serious finger fucking. Pee leaked out and fingers were poked into my mouth and ass. His big hands rolled me over and positioned me onto my hands and knees spread wide with my face pushed in to the pillow. I felt my night dress being pulled up over my shoulders, knickers still on but half way down my legs, all damp and clingy with piss and oil. I felt the warmth of his cock touch my ass. Slowly, in the half light, it found to spot, pushing gently, unable to break through. It was large and fingers filled my hole to make way. Pop. His cock head entered me. He was so much bigger than Ted. I had to raise my ass and relax to let it in. I couldn't breath, it was taking my breath away! With his hands on my hips I felt a pull and slide, my ring was stretched to the limit but it went in until I felt his balls touch me! Piss leaked out when began to pull out. He then moved his feet and put them next to my knees and hovered over me. He pushed and pulled, bringing my insides with him as he withdrew. Pounding, he sped up some, moaning and he moved his hands to my lower neck, gripping and pulling me on to him. He started fucking me very fast and deep and I couldn't keep stable on my knees.We collapsed on the bed and he continued to beat me with his cock. For maybe 20 minutes this continued until without notice, he stopped fucking and with his cock all the way in, he lay on me pulsating and twitching. A burst of heat in my abdomen told me he had cum in me. I panted, sweated, spasmed and moaned. I jerked and cried out in pain as he forced his cock in me several more times. He withdrew and left a gapping hole in me. Before I could recover, Ted came over and grabbed my arm again and pushed me back into the spank position. They took it in turns to spank me. The spray of cum and piss wetted my legs. My knickers were pulled up and I were made to stand. Sore, wobbly and unable see properly in the dim light, I felt cum ran down my legs and into the knickers that barely clung to my ass and thighs. I was told to turn and face the wall. Using my hands to steady my self, I waited. A few minutes passed standing there, dripping, trembling until I felt someone behind me. Their hands on me, sliding all over me. OMG! Not a gain...please no! I shouted. The words didn't come out. Muted and trembling, an aggressive turn from a rough pair of hands and I had my back to the wall. Hands gripped my face, a tongue entered my mouth and I reciprocated. One hand then on my throat and the other between my legs. He was rough, his harsh builders hands gripped me. Another aggressive turn and I were facing the wall again. My legs were kicked from inside to open them. He pulled my hips away from the wall making my hands slide down the wall and with that, my knickers were pulled to the side and another cock entered me. Not so thick as the guy before but a lot longer, which hurt every time it reached inside me. I didn't like it. I liked it because I didn't like it. "Go on! Fuck him!!" The other two goaded. The humiliation turned me on. I was starting to think I wasn't gay or bi but that I loved the humiliation and the pain. This fuck went on for so long, I almost tried to shout stop again. I knew I wouldn't be heard so I just reached down and felt the cum and piss that soaked my knickers and realised I was hard. This guy got more aggressive, I reached back to try and stop him going so deep but it made not effect other than slowing him down a little. Fucking hard as I tried to stand up using my hands against the wall with my legs closed, open, closed, switching between the two until eventually He pulled out and turned me round. I collapsed to my knees, just where he wanted me! Jerking himself off as he pulled my face to him, pushing his salty cock in my mouth just an inch before offloading his jets of cum, so much cum. I coughed, swallowed and still it came. Gasping, he pulled me up pressing me onto the wall. His sweaty body and now limp cock pressed against me. Holding my head in his hands, he kissed me passionately and I shot huge amounts of cum over him. He let me go and I fell onto the bed, crawling away. I was wet, sore, exhausted and my night dress clung to me. The knickers had long gone. The taste of cum was overpowering. I was floppy, unable to do more than touch my self, feeling my gaping hole and the sticky mess that coated me. Ted used a wet cloth to clean my face and hands. I heard a click and Ted lit a cigarette for me. It was the best I had ever smoked. What a memory. Dai.