Date: Sun, 8 Apr 2012 23:34:43 -0500
From: graeberp@gmail.com
Subject: Living Alone in the Country - Part 1

	I was a young man living alone in an old country house. My house
was several miles from the nearest neighbor, at least by road anyway. The
house was a rental and sat about 500 feet back from the road, nestled among
some very old and beautiful oak trees. I had been lucky enough after high
school to land a job as the caretaker of the farm the house was on. The
farm consisted of a little over 200 acres of fields and woods and was home
to about 20 head of scrubby cows. My job was actually quite easy. I checked
on the cows once a day and fed them hay in the winter. I occasionally did a
few other minor chores around the farm when the owner asked me to. His main
goal was to have someone living in the old family home so it wouldn't get
vandalized while he was living in another state. He paid me a modest salary
and I loved it because I really didn't have much to do. The house was
rent-free, as were the utilities. I spent quite a few days just wandering
around through the woods exploring. At night, I'd watch TV in the old
ramshackle house.

	The house had a single window air-conditioner that worked off and
on. Some days it was great, others it would blow cold air at all. The owner
kept promising to fix it but I didn't push it since I wanted to keep my
arrangement. On really hot nights, if the air conditioner wasn't working,
I'd sleep on the screened in back porch. It was actually quite comfortable,
except on those muggy nights when I'd sweat even if I was sleeping only in
my underwear.

	Being a young, horny man, I also spent a lot of time masturbating
and the privacy of the house allowed me to become a little kinky. I'd often
go out and lay down in the fields or the woods, strip and jack off, always
hidden from the road. Some nights I'd sit on the front porch nude and play
with my cock until the wee hours. It was, all in all, a glorious experience
for a horny young man except that I had no one to play with. I longed for a
girlfriend but didn't try to meet one because I knew I really had nothing
to offer. I couldn't really afford to take a girl out on regular dates so I
just stayed at home most of the time.

	One day, when I walked to the road to check the mail (I didn't get
much but it was always worth the trip to the box), I noticed a brown paper
bag lying in the ditch near the box. Since people frequently threw their
trash out as they drove down the road, and since I was in charge of keeping
the place looking halfway decent, I always picked up any trash I saw around
the farm.

	I picked up the bag but noticed it was quite heavy. I opened it and
peered into it. There were several magazines in it. I didn't really look at
them at the time, figuring someone was just cleaning out their living room
but I carried the bag back to the house. I was about to throw the whole
thing in my trash can when I thought there might be a magazine or two in
their that I'd like so I took them out and placed them on the table,
intending to go through them as I ate lunch. I fixed myself a sandwich and
sat down at the table and grabbed the first magazine.

	Being a bit naive, I was quite shocked at what I saw. The whole
stack of magazines was nothing but gay bondage stuff. There were pictures
of nude guys being tortured and ass and face raped by other guys. I wasn't
gay, in fact, I thought the idea of two men having sex was pretty gross but
for some reason I found myself getting very hard. I pulled out my cock and
began to stroke it as I looked at the magazine and began to fantasize about
myself being in the submissive position of the guys I saw. I imagined being
forced to suck a cock and swallow another man's cum and what it must feel
like to get fucked. It didn't take me long to cum.

	I still couldn't believe I was turned on by this but I couldn't
stop thinking about it. Over the next week, I found myself going into the
woods and tying myself to trees or tying myself to the bed, pretending I
was being tortured and raped my many imaginary cocks. I had found a new
fantasy, one I never even considered before but my cock seemed to be ten
times harder when I thought about this than it ever did when I thought
about a girl. I felt like I must have cum at least 100 times that first
week.

	Over the next few weeks, I found 3 more bags containing new
magazines of the same type. I didn't know who was throwing them out but my
dick was quite sore from stroking as I looked at them. Almost a month after
I found the first bag, I checked the mailbox. I had no mail but there was a
note in it. I unfolded the paper and read the note.

	"Apparently you've been enjoying the magazines. If you want more
than just magazines, leave a white sock lying in your driveway about 10
feet from the road before 5 pm today. If you leave the sock, I'll contact
you again."

	My pulse quickened and my cock pulsed. I had no idea who this was
but I knew I had to get back to the house and jack off. I was about to
crumple the note up when I noticed there was more.

	"If you're interested, you'll be the one getting face and ass
fucked."

	I practically ran back to the house and retrieved a white sock. As
it was late in the day, I quickly trotted to the mailbox and left the sock
where I was instructed. Nothing else happened that day. Several cars drove
by but I was too far from the road to see if they deliberately looked at
the sock. Needless to say, I jacked off a few times that night.

	The next morning, I couldn't wait for the mail to run. When I
figured enough time had passed, I walked to the mail box. At first I was
disappointed to see a few pieced of mail but then I noticed one of the
envelopes was blank and had no stamp. It was on top as though someone had
placed it there AFTER the mail had run. I took the handful of mail and
quickly went back to the house. I threw the mail on the kitchen table and
removed my pants and underwear and began to stroke my cock as I held the
blank envelope. I was practically shaking I was so horny.

	I finally opened it and read it.

	"I saw the sock. Very good. If you want to continue, follow these
directions. Tonight, be outside by the oak trees at midnight. Be completely
nude and on your knees next to one of the trees. Take a length of rope and
do your best to "bind" your hands behind your back and around the tree.
Create a blindfold out of a handkerchief or something similar and secure it
over your eyes. Place a very thick pillowcase over your head, two if
necessary to keep you from being able to see. I'll visit you. If you remove
the pillow case, I won't show up. If I don't see that you're tied, I'll
leave. Most of all, if your cock isn't hard, I'll leave. This is your only
chance to meet me and have fun."

	I was overwhelmed. The thought of this had me hornier than I'd ever
been. The thought of sucking a man's cock was disgusting to me and yet I
couldn't help myself. It was strangely erotic at the same time. The rest of
the day was a blur to me. I didn't jack myself off all day in spite of
having a hardon most of the day. By nightfall, I already had blue balls. I
laid down on my couch in the late afternooon and tried to take a nap so I'd
be awake at midnight. I slept some, although fitfully.

	Finally, at 11:30 pm, I decided to go prepare myself. I couldn't
believe I was doing this. I knew it was dangerous but even the danger
excited me. I took the necessary items and put them on the front porch. I
stripped completely and looked down at my cock. It was hard as a rock and
had a glistening drop of precum on the tip. I still felt apprehensive and
for a moment thought about going back in the house but in the end, I
decided to go for it. I walked out to the old oak tree to the left of the
driveway and knelt down with it to my back. There was a full moon but under
the branches of the tree, it was still pretty dark. I took the handkerchief
I'd found in a drawer and wrapped it around my face and tied it, making
sure I couldn't see anything. I then placed a pillowcase over my head. I
took the rope I'd brought and secured a loop around my left wrist, then
backed up to the tree. I placed both hands behind the tree and with my
right hand, coiled the rope around my right wrist. I was now tightly bound,
even though I could uncoil the rope and be free if I wanted to. In spite of
this, the excitement I felt at being bound and in such a vulnerable
position was overwhelming. Although I could no longer see it, I could tell
my cock was at full attention. Now came the hard part. I waited.

	I waited and squirmed for at least half an hour. Every little sound
in the woods caught my attention and made me jump out of fear, but it also
made my dick stay hard. After a while I began to think this might be a
hoax. Although I couldn' see my watch, I guessed it had to be close to
12:30. I was beginning to get discouraged. I could tell my cock was
beginning to soften a bit. I had just about decided to call it quits when I
heard the unmistakable sound of someone walking up the gravel driveway
toward me. My cock sprang to attention and I swallowed hard. While very
horny, I was also suddenly very frightened. What if the person that had
sent me the note was a gay-hater and now he was going to kill me? What if
it was someone I knew playing a cruel trick so they could embarass me
later? All sorts of thoughts came to mind.

	I heard the footsteps stop within a few feet of me, then a male
voice I didn't recognize.

	"So far, so good," he said.

	He walked behind the tree and took the rope around my hands and
uncoiled a few loops from my wrist, then using the extra rope, securely
tied my wrists. I was now truly bound and helpless. I heard him walk back
around in front of me and from the sounds, I surmised he was removing his
clothes.

	"Is your blindfold secure?"

	"Yes," I answered weakly.

	"If I take the pillowcase off your head, you won't be able to see
me, right?"

	"Right," I answered again.

	"In time, you'll know who I am but for now I don't want you to see
me, do you understand?"

	"Yes," I answered.

	"Yes, SIR is the correct answer," he said strongly.

	"Yes, sir!" I answered again. My throat was dry from the fear.

	"You seem to have quite an erection," he said as he touched my cock
with his foot.

	"Since this is your first time, I'm not going to torture you
tonight but I will at some point in the future."

	He pulled the pillowcase from my head. I couldn't see anything
because of the blindfold. He placed a hand on my head and sort of rubbed my
hair.

	"You're a cute guy. I think we're going to have some fun together,"
he said.

	There was nothing but silence as I again swallowed hard.

	"Several inches in front of your face is my cock. I want you to
open your mouth and I'm going to put it in and I want you to slowly and
gently suck it, understand?"

	"Yes, sir," I answered as I felt the wet head of his cock press
against my lips.

	I opened my mouth and he slowly pushed his cock in. I'd never
sucked a dick before and it was a strange experience. I could feel the
hardness and the warmth of his member on my tongue. He was quite clean but
I could smell the unmistakable musky smell of a man. I began to suck.

	As I sucked, he placed his hands on my head and began to slowly
fuck my mouth and moan. He'd occasionally pull his cock out and order me to
lick his balls, then his cock would be back in my mouth. This continued for
almost half an hour, then he pulled his cock out and there was silence for
a minute.

	"I'm going to cum now. I want you to lean your head back and open
wide. I'm going to ejaculate in your mouth. When I'm finished, don't
swallow until I tell you to. Just hold it. If you spit it out, we're done
forever. You MUST swallow it when I tell you to, understand?"

	"Yes, sir," I answered nervously.

	I could hear him jerking his cock furiously, inches from my
face. Occasionally he'd have me lick his balls as he did so. I could hear
his breathing increasing and he continued to moan, then finally he pushed
my head back against the tree.

	"Open wide," he said, panting.

	I opened my mouth and felt him place the head of his cock on my
tongue. As soon as he did, I felt it twitch and I felt a jet of thick,
slimy semen propel itself all the way to the back of my throat. This was
followed by 5 or 6 more squirts as he groaned. He finally pulled his cock
back and there was silence as I sat there with my mouth full of his sperm.

	"You can swallow now," he said.

	I swallowed hard and it was gone. It tasted bitter and the
sliminess of it almost made me throw up but my excitement overtook it. I
had just sucked my first cock and swallowed another man's semen. I couldn't
believe I'd done that! I listened in silence as he got dressed.

	"I'm going to release your wrists now," he said as he placed the
pillowcase back over my head. "You did well tonight. We'll have a lot more
fun together soon. When I release your wrists, I want you to jack yourself
off. I want to see you shoot. When you're done, you'll then count off 5
minutes before removing the pillowcase and your blindfold. Do you
understand?"

	"Yes, sir," I answered.

	"Oh, before I release you, what's your phone number? I'll call you
at times instead of writing."

	"555-5555" I answered.

	"Got it."

	He untied my wrists and told me to jack off. I began to stroke my
cock and it didn't take long. I came in less than 30 seconds. It was
probably the hardest and best orgasm I'd ever had. I couldn't see but I was
sure that it shot at least 10 feet! When I was finished, he told me to
begin counting. As I started counting, I heard him walk away. At the end of
the five minutes, I removed the pillowcase and the blindfold and looked
around. I was alone in the moonlight.

	I picked up the pillowcase, the blindfold and the rope and headed
back to the house. I picked up my clothes off the porch and went inside and
locked the door. I quickly showered and crawled into bed. Before I could go
to sleep, I had to jack off again, thinking about what had just
happened. After I came, I quickly fell asleep.

	Early the next morning, just as the sun came up, I was awakened by
the phone.

	"Hello?" I said as I picked it up.

	"I'm a friend of the man you met last night. He gave me your
number."

	"Umm...ok," I answered sleepily.

	"I want you to strip, put on your blindfold and lie naked on your
bed. I'll be there in 15 minutes. Leave your back door unlocked."

	"Wait a second...who are you?"

	I wasn't sure I liked the idea of the man I met giving my number
out to his friends even though it was strangely exciting.

	"Doesn't matter. Do what I tell you. Don't piss me off," he said
curtly, then hung up.

	I shook the sleep from my head and went and unlocked the back
door. I took the blindfold and put it on and lay on my bed. My cock was
rock hard again as I lay there. A few minutes after I was prepared, I heard
the back door open and heard footsteps come into my room. I could hear him
undress.

	"Stand up next to your bed," I heard him say. It wasn't the same
voice from last night.

	I stood up next to the bed and felt his hands wander over my body,
occasionally stroking my erection. I felt him rub his hard cock against me
as he went behind me and continued to fondle me.

	"Let's go to the bathroom," he said as he led me toward it.

	"Get in the tub on your knees," he ordered.

	I did as he said but had no idea why he wanted me in the tub.

	"Open your mouth," he said and I did as I was told.

	Several seconds went by then I felt a warm liquid in my mouth and I
realized he was pissing. I started to object but felt it was better not
to. No sooner had he filled my mouth than the stream stopped abruptly.

	"Swallow," he said. I swallowed his urine, then he quickly refilled
my mouth again and again he ordered me to swallow. This went on about 10
minutes as he emptied his bladder. I must have drunk a quart of his urine.

	When he was finished, he pushed his now-hard cock against my lips
and ordered me to suck. I sucked as vigorously as I could. I could hear him
moan and feel him thrust forward in rhythm as I sucked. He was not as
gentle as the first man. After a few minutes, he pushed his cock to the
back of my throat and moaned. I felt a wave move up the bottom of his cock
and felt him squirt several pulses of semen into my throat. I had to
swallow as he did it or I would have choked. I gagged a time or two but he
didn't seem to care. He didn't pull his cock back but kept it deep until he
was finished. When he was done, he told me to wait there. I sat in the tub,
still tasting his cum. A few minutes later he returned and told me to
remain the tub for 5 minutes. I heard him walk away and heard the back door
shut. After 5 minutes, I removed my blindfold.

	I heard nothing for two days. I spent as much time as possible
inside the house in case the phone rang but it never did. My cock was hard
most of the day and night. I don't know how many times I jacked off but it
was a lot. I was beginning to think this was going to be a one time
deal. On the third day, after making my rounds around the farm, I came back
to the house and found a bag on my porch. I opened it and peered
inside. There was a note and what I later understood to be a butt
plug. There was also a large enema bag and some lubricating jelly. There
was also a leather hood with an opening for a mouth and nose but no eye
openings. I took it in the house and began to read the note.

	"Give yourself an enema this afternoon. Make sure you're well
cleaned out. After you're done, insert the butt plug in your asshole and
leave it there. It will be uncomfortable at first but you'll get used to
it. It'll keep your asshole stretched open. Leave the butt plug in until
you receive further instructions. Your asshole will be used as a pussy
tonight."

	My cock was once again at attention as I went to the bathroom and
performed the necessary things written in the instructions. It took a
minute to insert the plug but I finally got it in. As I walked around the
house, I kept feeling like I needed to go to the bathroom but after about
15 minutes, the feeling went away and it was just a fullness in my
rectum. I had no idea what to expect tonight. I laid on my bed and looked
at a poster on my wall. It was a photo of a pretty young woman, the star of
a current TV show. I had jacked off to it many times, imagining I was
fucking her. Now as I looked at her my feelings had changed. I would still
have loved to fuck her but now I was imagining that as she looked down at
me from my wall that tonight she'd probably get to witness ME being fucked
like a girl. My cock stirred with excitement.

	As I lay there imagining that, the phone rang. I quickly leapt to
my feet and ran to the living room and answered it.

	"Did you find the bag?"

	"Yes, sir," I answered.

	"Have you carried out the instructions?"

	"Yes, sir."

	"Tonight, leave your front door unlocked and put on the hood. Sit
on your couch naked with the lights off. Shortly after dark, about 9 pm,
two young men, about your age, will arrive. They'll come in uninvited. Do
not speak to them unless they speak to you first. Please them in whatever
way they wish."

	"Yes, sir," I answered again.

	"Who are they?" I asked.

	The phone went dead. I hung up and fiddled around the house until
close to 9. I unlocked the door, took my clothes off and pulled the hood
over my head. I sat on the couch, stroking my cock as I waited. After a few
minutes, I heard the door open and the sound of people coming in the house.

	"There he is," I heard a young male voice say.

	For the next few minutes all I heard was them undressing, then I
felt one of them get on the couch with me and could tell he was straddling
me. I felt his cock rub on my face.

	"Suck it," the voice commanded.

	I opened my mouth and took a medium sized hard cock into it and
began to suck. The other guy sat next to me and took my balls in his hand
and squeezed them very slightly.

	"Suck him good so I don't have to crush these," he said.\

	I sucked vigorously as the young man moaned. He pumped his cock in
and out of my mouth as I did. After about 10 minutes, he pulled his cock
out of my mouth and it was immediately replaced by the other young man. His
cock was about the same size as his friends. I couldn't see but I was
guessing it was about 6 inches long but it was a bit thicker. After I
sucked him for about 5 minutes, he too pulled out.

	"Lay face down on the couch," one of them said.

	I turned over and laid face down on the couch. I felt as one of
them removed the butt plug and then squirted some lubricant on my ass. He
then inserted a finger or two (I had been stretched for so long by the
plug, I couldn't really tell) and worked it in and out. He removed his
fingers and there was a pause. I heard a crackling sound and surmised later
that it was him opening a condom. After a few minutes, I felt him climb on
top of me and could feel him pressing the head of his cock against my
anus. A slow, deliberate push and his cock was buried deeply in me. As he
adjusted his position for the most comfort, I once again felt a cock being
pressed against my lips. I opened my mouth and took it in. I don't know
which one of the guys it was but he held my head tightly and began to
roughly fuck my face. The guy behind me laid down on top of me and slid his
arms under my armpits and began pumping.

	"Damn, this feels better than any pussy I've ever fucked!"

	"I love the mask! I can skull fuck him and he never knows who's
doing it!"

	The double ended fucking went on for a good 30 minutes until
finally the guy on top of me pushed hard and held his position. I could
feel him shudder.

	"Ahhhhhhhh.....uhhhhh.....ahhhhh.." were the only sounds he made as
he came.

	The guy fucking my face continued.

	"This is so fucking hot. If a chick's sucking you, you gotta be
careful and not gag her but with a guy I can gag the shit out of him
whenever I want and I don't have to worry about him being pissed!"

	"Yeah, I know. Man, I gotta tell you, that was one of the best cums
I've had in a long time. His ass is tight as hell! You've got to try it."

	"I'll try it next time. Remember the rules. We can't wear his ass
out too much. It's his first time. I'm about to feed him anyway so I'll
wait until next time."

	He continued to pump until at last he pushed his cock in and moaned
as he shot several thick, powerful squirts of semen into my mouth. I knew
what was expected so I swallowed until it was gone. He slowly pulled his
cock out of my mouth.

	"Lick me clean," he said as he grabbed a handle on the mask and
pulled my head upward. I licked his withering cock and his sweaty balls
until he was satisfied.

	"Turn over," I heard one of them say.

	I turned over and sat in the darkness.

	"Jack yourself off," he said.

	I began stroking my aching cock and in just a few seconds, my cum
squirted onto my chest in great globs.

	"Good," he said, "Wait 5 minutes for us to leave then you can take
the mask off. You'll get a call in the next day or so."

	I sat in the darkness until they had been gone 5 minutes. I removed
the mask and looked out the front window. I could see no one. I locked up
and went to bed and fell asleep immediately.

	A few more days passed and I didn't hear from anyone. It was
raining and that made me a bit depressed. Even though what was happening
made me very horny, I didn't really like the fact that I was basically
being used. It wouldn't be so bad if I was friends with these guys and I
could please them as friends but I didn't know any of them. I was a toy for
them, a device for them to use to get off. I didn't like it at all and yet
I couldn't help myself. Whenever the phone rang, my cock got hard. I kept
debating with myself over whether or not to tell the next caller they had
the wrong number. As I sat thinking about it, the phone rang.

	"Hello?" I answered.

	"Terrible weather today, isn't it?" a male voice said.

	"Yes, who is this?" I didn't recognize the voice.

	"A friend of a friend," he said.

	"What can I do for you?" I asked.

	"Good answer. Are you naked?"

	"No," I answered. I was beginning to get a little annoyed but as I
looked down, I saw my cock growing.

	"Have you had breakfast yet?"

	"No, what can I do for you," I answered curtly.

	"Tsk, tsk! Don't get snippy. I'm coming over there to feed you some
creamy breakfast."

	"Who is this???" I asked again.

	"Doesn't matter. Here's what you're gonna do. You're going to strip
naked and put on the hood that my friend gave you. You're going to sit on
your couch and wait for me. I'll come in your unlocked front door. Your
dick better be hard. I may bring a friend."

	"Look, I need to talk to whoever it is. I'm not sure I want to
continue this kind of thing. I...."

	"Look at your cock. It's hard, isn't it?" he asked.

	I looked down and he was right. My cock was at full attention and a
glistening drop of precum was on the tip. I didn't answer his question.

	"I thought so," he said, "Be ready in 15 minutes."

	"Okay, but...."

	The phone went dead.

	My breathing increased as I thought about the fact that once again
I was going to be used. I was going to be sucking a cock, maybe more than
one and swallowing someone's cum. The hell with it, I thought. I quickly
stripped and donned the hood. I sat down on the couch and began playing
with my cock. The rain was coming down in torrents now.

	About 20 minutes later, I heard footsteps on the front porch, then
the front door opened. I could tell by the sounds that someone was
rearranging an umbrella or something, then the sounds I'd become accustomed
to of someone getting undressed.

	"Take off the hood," one of the men said.

	I slowly removed the hood and waited a second for my eyes to
adjust. I looked up and saw two men, probably in their thirties. They were
well built but not tremendously muscular. They were both wearing ski masks
so I couldn't see their faces. As I looked down their bodies I saw they
both had fairly large and very erect cocks.

	"The man who contacted you the first time sent us here. He is to be
known as 'Master' from now on. Master wants us to stay with you for a few
days. He wants us to bond with you. You'll service us at our whim. Do you
understand?"

	I nodded.

	"Good."

	He reached into a small bag he'd brought with him and pulled out a
tube of lubricant.

	"Lube your ass. I hope you're cleaned out."

	"Yes, sir," I answered. Knowing it had been several days, I had
given myself a good cleanout that morning just in case and now I was glad I
did.

	I spread some of the lubricant on my fingers and spreading my legs,
I lubricated my anus. I repeated this and thrust two fingers into my ass to
add some lubricant deeper. When I was finished, I started to get up.

	"Where are you going?" one of the men asked.

	"I was going to get some paper towel to wipe my hand."

	He smiled and shook his head.

	"You don't need it. Lick your fingers clean."

	"What? No, really, I need to get some towel."

	He glared at me somewhat angrily.

	"Lick 'em clean," he said as he stared.

	Since both men were larger than me and apparently much tougher, I
decided not to challenge them. I licked the lubricant off my fingers.

	"Stand up," he ordered.

	I stood up and both men moved closer to me and began to run their
hands over me, squeezing my ass and fondling my cock and balls.

	"Nice," one of them said.

	"Okay, where's your bedroom?"

	"In there," I said as I pointed to it.

	"Jeremy here is going into your room with you while I fix us
something to eat. Make him happy."

	"Okay," I answered and started walking toward my room.

	The man named Jeremy fist-bumped the other guy and began to follow
me. I saw him pick up the tube of lubricant and a condom from the table as
he did.

	Once in my room, he shut the door.

	"Lay down on the bed, face down."

	I did as instructed. I watched as he rolled a condom onto his
erection, then add some lube. He climbed onto the bed behind me.

	"Reach back and spread your cheeks so I can see your hole."

	I reached back and spread them with my hands and immediately felt
the head of his cock begin to push at my sphincter. It took him a few firm
thrusts but he finally made it past the ring and slid the entire length of
his cock into my ass. He laid his entire weight on top of me and began to
slowly pump. His cock was the biggest one I'd had so far and still being a
bit of a newbie when it came to anal sex, it was stretching me to the point
of causing me a slight amount of pain.

	"Can you go a little slower, it hurts a little," I asked.

	"You'll get used to it. Keep your mouth shut," he ordered as he
continued to pump at the same speed.

	He laid his head down on me as if he was lost in a fantasy
somewhere and slowly fucked me. I could feel his balls rest on mine every
time he thrust into me. Occasionally, he'd thrust in and hold still,
moaning every so slightly. I felt extremely used at this point, with a man
I'd never met lying on top of me, slowly pumping his hard cock in and out
of me. He was using me for his pleasure in what was, in my mind, supposed
to be an intensely intimate act between two lovers. It was because there
was no such relationship between us that made me feel so used and in spite
of my feelings of guilt at this, my own cock was extremely hard. Every time
he'd pump and I'd think about it, my cock would twinge with excitement.

	He continued to fuck me like this for a half an hour or so, the
only sounds being his occasional grunting or moaning as he neared his
orgasm, then backed away from it to enjoy my ass some more. Finally, when
he could stand it no more, he thrust deeply and groaned and started into a
series of very short thrusts as he emptied his balls. When he was finished,
he slowly pulled out, removed his condom and threw it on the floor. Without
a word, he left the room.

	A few minutes later, the other man entered the room and climbed
onto the bed, leaning back against the headboard. This put his cock right
in front of my face.

	"Suck," he commanded.

	I scooted forward a bit and took his cock into my mouth and began
to suck. He closed his eyes as I sucked and caressed his hard cock with my
mouth. After 20 minutes, he tensed and groaned as he shot his load into my
waiting mouth. I instinctively swallowed every bit of it. He pulled his
cock out of my mouth and laid back to rest a moment.

	"Lick my balls clean. You slobbered on 'em," he said.

	I began to lick his musky, large sac as he laid back and
relaxed. His cock was withering but was still quite large. After I cleaned
him up, he got off the bed and ordered me to stand up. He looked at my
cock.

	"You've got a nice hardon there. Would you like to cum?"

	"Yes, sir!" I was anxious now to jack off. I really needed to shoot
a load myself.

	"Come out to the living room. We've got something for you."

	I followed him to the living room and was quite surprised by what I
saw. Standing in the middle of the room was a naked young man about half my
size. His cock was hard but not very large. He was wearing a hood similar
to the one I had been wearing and his hands and arms were tightly bound
behind his back. He looked really young to me.

	"Don't worry, he's 18," Jeremy said as if he'd been reading my
mind.

	"Instead of jacking off, would you like him to suck you off?"

	"Ah...yeah!" I answered. I'd never thought of it but now the
thought of being on the receiving end of the pleasure sounded like a great
idea.

	I sat down on the couch and began to stroke. Jeremy roughly grabbed
the 'boy' and forced him to his knees in front of me.

	"Find his cock with your mouth and suck him off," he ordered the
young man.

	He began to search frantically for my cock. I pressed down on the
base of it so it stood up straight and his mouth quickly found it and he
began to suck me vigorously. I'd never been sucked by a guy before and I
don't know if it was this or just because I was so horny but it felt better
than any blowjob a girl had ever given me. I also must have been
overwhelmed with lust because I found myself doing something totally out of
character for me. I grabbed his head with both hands and began to roughly
fuck his mouth. He'd occasionally gag and choke and I loved the sound of
it! I didn't slow down or ease up in any way, I just kept fucking his
mouth, reveling in the sounds of him gagging and trying to catch his
breath. I was only concerned with my own pleasure.

	Both men sat on the couch and began to stroke their cocks.

	"Wow, you're pretty good in the dominant role, too. We'll have to
report this to Master. I think he'll be quite pleased at this development."

	I ignored them as I continued to merciless face fuck the
'boy'. Finally, I could hold it no longer. I thrust deeply into his mouth
and began to fill it with several strong spurts of my cum. I was being
uncharacteristically cruel to him and loving every second of it. I didn't
even know his name and I was emptying my load of semen into his mouth with
no regard whatsoever for his comfort. It was a wonderful feeling! Only when
I was finished, did I release his head and allow him to catch his
breath. He pulled away and literally gasped for air. The men laughed and
nodded.

	Jeremy grabbed the 'boy' and carrie him to another old couch I had
in the living room. He threw him face down on the couch and began to
lubricate his ass. In a few seconds, Jeremy was roughly pumping his big
cock in and out of the 'boy'. The 'boy' was beggin him to stop, saying
Jeremy's cock was too big and that it hurt but Jeremy didn't even slow
down. He was like a wild animal on his prey. In spite of having just cum,
my own cock began to rise again as I witnessed his cruel fucking of this
'boy'. The other man stood in front of them watching as he stroked his
cock. Finally, Jeremy moaned and obviously shot his load deep within the
'boy's bowels. As soon as he was finished, the other man grabbed the boys
head and pulled it toward him.

	"Open your mouth!" he said and the 'boy' obeyed.

	The man stroked a few more times, then squirted another load into
the 'boy's mouth. He swallowed it all and then, as I had been earlier, was
forced to lick the man's genitals clean.

	"Well, plans may have to be changed," he said.

	"We'll have to call Master and see what he wants to do," said
Jeremy.

	By now it was dark. It was still raining and I was
exhausted. Apparently the men were, too. I glanced over at the 'boy'. He
was lying on the couch, struggling against his bonds. His dick was still
hard.

	"Well, it's time to go to bed until we receive further instructions
from Master. You!" he said as he pointed at me.

	"Get in your bed. I'll sleep with you and Jeremy can stay on the
couch with the 'boy'. "

	I went to my room and got under the covers. A few minutes later,
the man entered and I saw him put on another condom. Within minutes, I was
on my back getting fucked again. After he shot his load, he collapsed next
to me on the bed. My cock was fully hard and I longed to cum again. The man
looked at my cock.

	"Leave it alone. You're not allowed to cum again tonight. Let's go
to sleep."

	Within minutes, he was lightly snoring and I drifted off myself,
wondering what tomorrow would bring.

To be continued....

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