Date: Thu, 14 Sep 2006 03:11:33 EDT
From: Xminded <Xxxfever@aol.com>
Subject: Ripe for the Picking

Ripe for  the picking, that's what I was, when I had just turned eighteen.
Young, naive,  and always horny, that was me. I had sex with only one girl just
before I joined  the navy. It was good for me, but I don't think she enjoyed
it much. I was too  clumsy and thinking of my own pleasure. I love girls and
had many fantasies  about them. It's just that I was on the bashful side, and
did not know how to  talk to them. So you can see I had a hard time getting
dates. I was told a  number of times that I was a nice looking guy, but I had a
hard time believing  it, because I felt that I was to short. I was only 5'4"
and slim (120  lbs).
After boot  camp, I was stationed in San  Diego. I was pretty much a loner
and kept to myself most  of the time, and because I was not good at picking up
girls, I would read dirty  books (whenever I could get them) to get myself off.
I was seventeen when I  joined the Navy, and when I finally turned eighteen I
found out that I was old  enough to go to adult book stores. I went crazy and
started buying lots of sex  books to get off on.
Then I  discovered peeps and that's when my innocent, boring life started to
change. It  took me a long time to get up enough nerve to go into the peep
rooms, but when I  finally did, I was in seventh heaven, because now I could
actually watch women  having sex on film. The first time I watched one of those
films I came in my  underwear and the stain was very visible on my navy blue
pants. I was  embarrassed and had to keep my hands in front of me all the way
back to the  barracks. From then on I would not wear underwear so that I could
undo my  thirteen buttons and jack off into paper towels. I made sure I always
had some  with me. I always felt self-conscious just before I went into a
booth, because  there were men always standing around. I felt they knew that I was
going to jack  off in there. I felt that I was the only one that was sick
enough to do  something like that. Talk about being naive. At least there was a
lock on the  doors so no one could bother me. When I was done, I had to make
sure I stayed in  a booth long enough for my erection to go down so that no one
would see my hard  on pushing the front of my pants out. Sometimes, if the
movie was not good  enough to get me off, I would go to another booth. I always
wiped the pre-cum  off the head of my dick so that it did not leave a stain. And
if I was hard, I  would hurry to the next booth with my hand over it so as
not to draw attention  to myself. Little did I know that I was drawing a lot of
attention, from one man  especially.
Late one  Saturday night after drinking a few beers with some buddies of
mine, I was  feeling no pain and very horny, so after I left them, I headed for
the peeps to  get some relief. I could not believe that the place was so packed
at 1 am in the  morning. There were at least two or three men waiting at every
booth to get in.  I finally wandered to a darker section of the room, way in
the back, that I had  never been to before. I found a booth that no one was
occupying and slipped  inside. Then I found out why no one was using it. The
lock was broken. This made  me a little nervous, but I was horny as hell and
figured no one would bother me  anyway. Let me explain what these booths looked
like. There was not a lot of  room in them and it was stand up only. There was a
little window about 6" high  and about 12" long that you had to look through
to see the screen on the other  side. There was a box that you had to feed
quarters into in order to watch the  movies. I always put in five dollars worth
so that I had plenty of time to enjoy  myself and clean up afterward.
The movie I  was starting to watch was very sexy, with a good looking blonde
sucking one guy  while another guy was fucking her. I made sure my back was to
the door just in  case someone opened it by mistake. As I watched, I undid
the thirteen buttons on  my navy pants and started stroking my dick. All of a
sudden the door opened and  I felt someone coming inside and standing very close
to me and I heard the door  shut. I quickly pulled the flap up over my hard
dick. I could tell that he was a  big man and this made me very uncomfortable
and a little scared. I did not know  what to do, so I just held the flap over
me and kept watching the film hoping he  would go away. He kind of had to bend
down to look in the window (he was that  big). He whispered in my ear, asking
me if it was a good movie. God, the booth  was so small that his body was
touching mine. I pushed myself against the wall,  kind of in the corner trying to
get away from him. Now my left arm was trapped  against the wall under the
window and my front was pushed against the other  wall. He whispered in my ear
again "this looks like a hot one". I nervously  whispered back "I guess its ok"
. I was trying to act natural, but I was starting  to shake from fear and
from the closeness of this stranger. I knew he had to  feel me shaking as he
moved even closer. Then he said "don't worry little man,  I'm not going to hurt
you. I've seen you in here lots of times. Guess you like  to jack off to these
movies, huh?" I was embarrassed and ashamed that he knew  what I had been
doing. I started to sweat and pretended to look at the film, but  not seeing it
anymore. I had to get out of here. Then I felt his big hand come  around and
lightly grab hold of my crotch. I tried to pull away from him, but I  was trapped
between him and the wall. As he started kneading and playing with my  dick he
whispered in my ear again " I think you can use a little help with that
sweat piece of meat. Don't worry little man, just go with the flow". Just then
he reached around with his other hand and grabbed the wrist of the hand that
was  holding up my flap and put it behind my back, holding it with his other
hand. I  was totally trapped in the corner now as he pulled the flap down and
away from  my naked dick. I was scared, but at the same time I was getting
strangely turned  on by the way he was taking control of me as he rubbed my dick,
making it  harder. His hand on my dick was feeling better all the time and I was
breathing  harder as I started too relaxed against him, letting him have his
way with me. I  guess he knew he had me now as he released my wrist and
wrapped his arm around  me pulling me away from the wall. Now he leaned against the
door holding me  tight as he looked over my shoulder at my now very hard 5 1/2"
 dick being  stroked in his big hand. I could not believe how good it felt.
Then, in one  motion, he slid down, turned me around, and took my dick all the
way into his  warm mouth. No one had ever given me a blow job before and it
was a wonderful  feeling. As he worked my dick slowly in and out of his wet
mouth, he had it  throbbing with pleasure as I thought to myself, what am I doing?
I knew this was  so wrong but, the way he was making me feel, was taking away
all my inhibitions  as I felt his big hands grab my ass and pull me deeper
into his mouth. My knees  went weak and my body slumped back against the wall as
I pushed my hips towards  him and surrendered myself to that succulent mouth.
I felt him undo my pants  completely, and pulled them to the floor. Now my
dick and my ass were totally at  his disposal. He grabbed my bare ass cheeks and
started squeezing and rolling  them around as he slurped loudly on my, now
rock hard dick. He was taking over  my body and I wanted him to do just that. It
really turned me on thinking about  how I was giving myself to a total
stranger, and a man at that. It was so  depraved, perverted and wrong, but I was hot
and shaking with lust as I thought  about how much I liked the way this man
was taking control of me. He started  working his mouth faster and I could feel
myself getting ready to explode. Just  then he stopped and took his mouth off
of my dick and left me pumping into thin  air. He looked up at me and said "
you like that little man?" "God yes, Please,  Please." He smiled up at me and
said that if I wanted to more, I had to tell him  that I was going to be his
little slut and come home with him. Before I could  say anything he had my
dick back in his mouth, and as he sucked me, he tied a  shoestring around my dick
behind my balls. He made sure it was tight and now my  dick was harder than
it had ever been. Soon he had me moaning so loudly, that I  knew everyone could
hear me. At this point, I didn't care about anything except  the way he was
making me feel. I don't know when, but at some time, he must have  spit on his
finger, because now my ass hole was wet and I could feel his finger  moving in
and out of me. Everything he was doing to me was driving me nuts. Just  when
he had me on the edge again, he stopped. My body was on  fire.
He stood  up, towering over me, and rubbing my dick and ass hole as he told
me that I  would make a good slut and that we should go to his place now. At
this point I  was more turned on than I had ever been in my life. And being as
turned on as I  was, I told him yes, I would go home with him. He kept my hard
dick at full  attention as he told me that I had to tell him that I would be
his slut and that  I now belonged to him. I knew that he was right and that I
wanted to belong to  him because of the way he was making me feel. I whispered
that, yes, I would be  his slut and I now belonged to him. He jacked my dick
harder and was fingering  my ass deeper, making me whimper like a girl. Then he
said "I want everyone to  hear you say it, so speak up my hot little slut."
I knew I was losing my mind as  I almost yelled it out. I had never felt this
humiliated in my life, but at the  same time, I loved the way he was taking
control over my mind and body. I could  not believe that I had just told this
giant of a man (very loudly) that I was  his slut and belonged to him, He told
me to pull up my pants and just button  enough so that the flap would stay up,
then follow him to his apartment. As I  followed this big man out of the peep,
I just knew that all those men standing  around had heard me offer myself to
him. They watched me walk behind him with a  tent sticking out of my pants and
a big wet spot on them. I was humiliated again  as I heard someone say "use
that slut well". I started wondering, what the hell  I am doing. He had to be
at least six foot tall and about forty years old. What  will he do with me?
Hell, he could be taking me somewhere to either beat me up  or kill me. I thought
about running away, but my hard, tied up dick kept me  following. I knew that
liked women, but this was all about a different kind of  sex. I was curious,
scared, and excited all at the same time. And all I could  think about is how
much I wanted this man to take me where I had never gone  before and to
control and use me.
It turned out that he only lived a block  away. As we walked, he kept turning
around and looking at my tented pants and  smiling. Every time he did that, I
found myself thinking about how I was about  to give myself to this stranger
and let him take me into uncharted waters. I  never thought I would be
offering myself to a man. It was clever the way he had  tied my dick so that it
stayed hard and kept me thinking about  sex.
When we got  to his apartment, he held the door open for me. And as I walked
in, I heard him  shut and lock it. With a strong demanding voice, he then told
me to face him and  only look at his crotch and not his face. As I turned, my
eyes were dawn to a  very large bulge in his pants. He told me to drop the
flap on my pants and put  my hands behind my back. Being scared and excited, I
resolved myself to do as he  said. I now realized that there was no turning
back and that I was at his mercy.  As soon as I exposed myself to him, I put my
arms behind my back and locked my  fingers tightly together. I was standing
there shaking, with my little tied up  dick hard as a rock and staring at this
giant of a man's  crotch.
I heard him  chuckle as he said " Good little slut boy, you keep doing as I
say and I won't  have to hurt you. You are here for my pleasure and you are
going to do as I say.  Do you understand?"
As I nodded  my head yes, I watched him start to rub and squeeze his growing
cock. I don't  know why, but watching his cock getting bigger was turning me
on. I thought that  I had come here to get more of the sucking that went on at
the peeps. Boy, did I  have it wrong.
I smelled a  strand odor and then he put a joint to my lips and told my to
inhale deeply. As  I sucked in the strange tasting smoke, I started coughing.
God this stuff was  strong. I had smoked a little weed before, but nothing like
this. He just  laughed and said, a few more hits of this and I would be more
than ready to  service him. He made me take a few more deep hits and soon my
head was reeling.  He then told me that this pot, laced with PCP and ecstasy
would get me in the  mood to be a good little cock sucking slut.  It was getting
hard to stand so when he  put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me to a
kneeling position in front of  him, I went along easily. Now my face was just a
few inches from his crotch. I  heard him chuckle again as I watched him, thru
now blurry eyes, start to undo  his pants and slide his zipper down.
" Now slut  boy, you are going to see what a real man's cock looks like and
you are going to  learn how to service it." I started shaking my head no, and
told myself that I  was not gay, but soon my eyes were focusing on the biggest
cock I had ever seen.  It had to be at least nine inches and not completely
hard yet. Sitting there on  my knees and with my hands behind my back, in my
drugged mind, I felt myself  being draw to it. As if hypnotized, I watched it
get bigger right in front of my  face and I felt weak as I looked at every inch
of it. It was ridged and pulsing  with large veins, the head was swollen and
purple and his full balls were  hanging low under that hard shaft. I also
noticed that the head was slimy with  precum oozing out of it. I found myself in a
complete daze as he started rubbing  it along my lips. My tongue started
automatically licking that strange tasting  wetness off of my lips.
"You want  that big cock, don't you slut? You want to worship it and feed
from it, don't  you? TELL ME YOU WANT TO SUCK MY COCK DRY--- NOW!"
He was  right, in my drugged mind, I wanted it more than anything. That
beautiful cock  was all I could think about and now, I did want to devour it and
please him. "  God, yes " I found myself saying, " please, may I suck your cock
 dry."
"Good slut,  now open those sweet lips and welcome your feeding tube  inside."

I moved my  head forward, opening my mouth as wide as I could and felt it
slide into my  opening. It was warm and slick and my tongue licked the gooey
precum and feed it  back into my throat. I almost swooned from the taste of it. I
knew, for sure,  that I belonged to this big, hard cock and would do whatever
it took to please  this dominant man.
As I leaned  forward, I took more of his fuck stick deeper into my mouth. I
felt it hit my  throat and I gagged on it. He told me to untie my dick and put
both hands on his  ass and work that cock into my throat until I was totally
impaled on it. I  untied my throbbing dick and grabbed his tight ass. I tried
to force more into  my throat until I was almost gagging and choking myself to
death. I started to  feel more and more of my saliva coating his hot,
throbbing cock. I felt myself  going crazy with lust as I grabbed his ass tighter and
keep forcing it deeper  into my throat My eyes were pouring tears and my nose
was running as I now  fucked that big cock into me. Soon as I looked up at him
with my eyes budging, I  could see him smile and I felt proud that I was
being a good slut for him. Soon  I was able to take almost all of his now, ten
inches into my throat. I held it  there and milked it with my throat muscles
until I almost blacked out from  needing to breath. I was now in a total fever
wanting to milk his slimy jism  into my belly. I wanted to receive his gift to
me, proving that I deserved to  worship his wonderful cock. I grabbed his huge
balls in one hand, trying to milk  that sweet nectar out of them, God I wanted
it so bad. Then I felt his balls  tightening up in my hand. I quickly pulled
his fat tip out of my throat and  tightly wrapped my lips around it as it
started to swell and jerk. I was now  prepared and ready to receive my reward. His
cock started to pulse and then it  started shooting that hot gooey jism into
my hungry mouth. It came in molten hot  spurts as it flooded over my tongue and
into my throat. The musky taste and  smell almost overwhelmed me at first but
I was determined to prove myself to  him. I was moaning as I hungrily
swallowed every glob of it as he emptied all of  the seed from those heavy balls it
into me. At the same time I felt myself  Cumming without even touching my dick.
I grabbed his ass with both hands again  and forced him deep into my throat
to milk out every last bit. I kept sucking it  as it got softer. I did not want
to take my lips off of that beautiful cock. I  belonged to him completely and
to prove it even more, I swallowed all of his  golden nectar as he pissed
into his slut's throat. As I drank his warm piss I  was still shaking from the
best climax I had ever had. He made sure that I  licked up the mess I had made
on the floor. I willingly slurped up every bit of  that cum.
I loved  being this man's cum slut and would go to him whenever he wanted me.
He never  did suck me again. I was used just for his pleasure only. And when
he finally  made me sit on his hard cock and let it slide up my virgin ass, I
was in heaven.  I soon learned that the only way I could cum was when he
fucked me hard or came  in my mouth with that big delicious cock. He made me cum
many, many times to my  delight.
I was not  only ripe for the picking; I was ready and VERY willing.
If you liked  my story or if you want me as your own personal slut (but I'm a
LOT older now  lol), please let me know at Xxxfever@aol.com