Date: Thu, 30 Sep 2010 17:22:33 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tyler Foster <absolvingmyself@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ugly Sex Part 2

The last time I wrote I had just discovered sex through the internet. But,
I still had no idea what I was doing. It wasn't until college when I
discovered gay.com that things really took off.

It was my freshman year and I was away from my parents. At 19, I had gotten
taller but not much wiser or mature. I still looked and acted like a
15-year-old. I traded my huge jeans for a more preppy look that suited my
slim frame. I learned relatively quickly a nice pair of jeans showed off my
small ass and large package.

Once online, I was amazed by the number of guys in my city and near my
college looking for sex. I thought to myself there is no point jacking off
furiously while my roommate was English class. I could just go get laid.

It was one night I met an older man named Eric. He had travelled the world
and had some interesting tales of times he spent overseas and plowing
underage guys. Rather than list off the legal issues in his stories, I was
extremely turned on by them. While my roommate slept, I slowly jacked off
under my desk reading about his exploits. Finally, he asked to meet me and
had specific requirements.

A few days later, I stood in park near campus. It was around 11 p.m. and I
was starting to rethink the short boy shorts I was wearing -- one of his
requirements. I recalled wearing them when I was a kid. Split slightly on
the sides with a white trim running around the legs. Bending over a bit and
you could see up them and it was hard to keep my nuts from poking out the
bottom. My dick was rock hard and pinned beneath the waistband and covered
by a tight t-shirt.

His van pulled up and thankfully was a normal mini-van and not a Chester
molester with no windows. I crawled in through the passenger door and he
quickly handed me a blindfold. This had all been discussed before but I
thought he was joking.

Before I slipped the blindfold on, I caught a glimpse of him. He looked to
be around 40 with thinning blond hair and had obviously not shaven in a few
days. Light eyes, maybe blue, and he appeared fairly in shape.

We rode for about half hour. He reclined my seat and I stretched out,
surprisingly comfortable despite not knowing Eric very well. Likely it was
the fact he had his hand roaming across my body that put me at ease. While
he drove, he spread my legs and ran his hand up my thigh before slipping
into my shorts. He rubbed me through my underwear, groping my crotch and
rubbing his thumb across the head of my now-slippery dick.

Now parked in the garage, he led me into the house still blindfolded. In
his bedroom, he finally removed it.

"Now for the games," he said.

Of course every underage college kid loves to drink and I jumped at the
chance for booze. But again, he had requirements. For every shot of
tequila, I had to remove one article of clothing. I made sure T-shirt, one
shot. Shoes, one shot. Socks, one shot. He peeled my shorts off to reveal
the cartoon underwear I had bought at Wal-Mart earlier that week as I took
another shot. He sat on the bed and pulled my superman-covered crotch to
his face while kneading my ass. I took my last shot as he breathed me in
several times before slowly pulling the underwear off.

"Daddy loves when his boy is hard for him," he said.

At first, I had to stifle a laugh. I thought to myself this guy is
definitely strange but then the idea of playing his son started to grow on
me.

The blindfold returned and I stood in a stranger's room, naked, horny and
hard.

His list of requirements were all coming true as I felt him snap a pair of
handcuffs around my wrists behind my back.

"You ok, son?" he said, making sure my first time at bondage wasn't bad.

"Yes...dad" I managed, meekly. It was all odd and I wasn't really
comfortable talking about sex. To this day, I can beg for dick and for guys
to cum in my ass. But ask me to verbalize "tie me up and rape me" and I
can't help but laugh.

He pushed me down over the bed and landed in a pile of restrained limbs. I
wondered if I was going to get a blowjob before he started pounding away at
my hole. Then I felt it. For the first time ever, I felt a hot breath on my
ass...and I laughed.

It was only funny for a moment before I felt his tongue slowly lick across
the crack of my ass. My hips instinctively pushed back and raised my cheeks
to meet his mouth. His large, slightly rough hands spread me open and I
gasped loudly as I felt mouth on my tight hole. I couldn't believe how
amazing it felt and I started to wriggle on the bed, my arms straining
against the cuffs and wanting to shove his face into my ass.

"Oh fuck" passed between my lips before I had a chance to censor them.

For a good ten minutes, he licked and sucked at my ass and I squirmed in
pleasure through the whole thing as my dick leaked pre-cum on his
comforter. By the time he turned me over, my smooth abs were slick from my
cock.

A quick swipe of his tongue was all I got as he shoved me completely onto
the bed and again rolled me onto my belly.

"Ever had poppers?" he asked and I shook my head no, not able to look back
at him.

He fumbled with something in his nightstand and in a minute, I felt his
condom-covered dick poking at my ass. By then, I was not an expert
bottom. It took time for me to warm up and relax enough. But he wasn't
interested in waiting. Suddenly, I felt his hand pulling my head back by my
hair, arching my back. Groaning from the strain of the cuffs and awkward
position, I was about to curse when he told me to inhale.

I took a large hit of the poppers and even felt liquid evaporating on my
nostril as he shoved the bottle under my nose. He told me to hold my breath
and then clamped his paw over my nose and mouth so I had little choice.

It hit me like a wall. One minute I went from pain of him entering me to
moaning uncontrollably. The skin of my body tingled all over and my brain
was shut down. All I could do was feel and all I wanted to feel was his
daddy dick plowing into my ass. I was arching my back, not in pain, but
trying to show my ass back onto his cock as he thrusted faster and
faster. It took a second before I realized I couldn't breathe. I started
gasping against the vice grip of his hand and even licked the inside of his
palm I was so high in that minute. With the blindfold on and my hands
pinned behind me, the only sensory input my brain had was his dick and that
was all I wanted.

It went on for about 15 minutes. He would let me breath and come down and
then shove the poppers under my nose again covering my face until I was
gasping and writhing beneath him begging into his hand for his dick. He bit
at my earlobe calling me a dirty whore and how daddy loved plowing his
boy's tight ass.

Eventually, the cuffs came off and the blindfold too. I looked at the sight
of this slightly overweight older man and was still turned on. The poppers
had awoken a beast, apparently located in my ass, and it wanted to be fed.

More than anything, I wanted to feel the skin of his dick, the heat of it,
pressed against the insides of me. I didn't want a barrier.

I took a hit of the poppers, which I then thought were the most amazing
thing ever, ripped the condom off his dick and rode him. I grabbed handfuls
of his chest and moaned like a porn star as rocked my hips back and forth,
loving the feel of his bare member inside me.

"Oh fuck daddy. I want you to shoot in me. Fill your son with cum," came a
voice and I didn't even realize I had said it.

He moaned a response but I couldn't hear it. I was too caught up, trying to
work my ass hard enough to make him flood my guts. I dug my nails in as he
pulled and pinched on my small nipples. A few more involuntary squeezes of
my pert ass and he began to unload. I grinded into him, smashing my face
into his chest and biting at his skin as I felt each shot. In a minute, I
sat up and noticed I had lost my load between our bodies and we were both
slick with it.

"That was fucking amazing..." I said.

I wouldn't see Eric again but I made sure to pocket his poppers. They were
too good to leave behind.


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