My massages with Jim had continued about every two to three weeks. Sometimes the massage was the last thing on my mind, I just wanted him to use me and satisfy his needs sexually with my willing body. A few times I arrived and he had to work. I would get on my knees and while he would work on his computer, I swallowed his seed. I found my desire to be used by him had grown and I had started to refer to myself his slut. I told him I was his to use, and he could do whatever he wanted to do to me.

Jim spoke about something new and I would have to wait for it. At that point I had been fucked by him, jerked and sucked him off. He had shot a few times on my face and made me lick it up.

I had missed a few weeks and was going crazy to see him. A Tuesday night came and I had a late night massage scheduled with him. I arrived, took a shower, and got on table with my face down. He had come out and we chatted like we had always done. Jim was naked now and started to work on my ass. It always felt good, with his touch and my hips pushing back against his finger.

He was about to get on the table.
Jim said, “I need to get more oil from the back room.”

A few seconds later he was rubbing the oil on me and into my hole, and I had begun to squirm around.

He slowly got on the table and sat between my legs and worked my low back and ass. Then, as he had done before, he moved up and I felt his cock sliding on my crack. I noticed I was a little tighter than I had been in the past, by the difficulty he had pushing into my hole. Jim’s persistence in pushing, paid off. He finally slipped in, but some pain started and it felt really tight as hell. He was moving slow and took his time. My hole finally had opened up more and he went deeper. I had not remembered him feeling so deep before. I relaxed more and my hips rode the length of his shaft.

“Wait!” Jim was going deeper and he felt larger, then I have ever felt him before.
I then felt a kiss on my ear, I turn to look up and Jim was standing at the head of the table. I looked over my shoulder and saw another guy fucking me. He was a young Latin guy.
Jim said, “Paul is your surprise, hope you like him.”
I was in ecstasy with every thrust.
Jim said, “You should enjoy him.” He then pushed farther into my hole.
“Oh my god!”

This guy was so big. He was getting larger and he was fucking me with deep long stokes. He was stretching my hole, with his thick and eleven inch cock. It was at this point that James put his cock onto my lips and I gladly opened my mouth as he slid down to the back of my throat.

I felt like an accordion being pumped at both ends. Paul the Latin guy, pounding my ass was speeding up and breathing heavier. This was when I knew he was going to cum. Jim and Paul both pulled out and traded places. My mouth just opened at the moment Paul shot his huge hot load – stream after stream. The taste drove me nuts and increased my desire.

Jim was behind me and had easily pushed into my stretched-out hole. I was getting every drop out of Paul’s cock, and then he stepped away. My eyes had not fully adjusted to the dark since I had my face down in the table. When I had looked up and around the room, I saw two people on the couch watching.

Unsure if I had seen someone watching, I returned my face to the cradle. I turned my head to watch as Jim shot his hot load deep in my hole and I saw another person standing in the hall way jerking off.

Realizing that I had been watched, I got hard in an instant and precum was dripping from my cock. I was fucked by two people and three others watched me, I never been so turned on.
I showered and I came out and Jim was on couch, so we talked.

He asked if I was okay with Paul and the people who watched.

Jim said, “I told the people about you, did Paul’s cock hurt you.”

I said, “I feel amazing and it is hot to have people watch me.”

He told me they thought I was a hot little male slut and want to invite me to a special event.
Jim asked, “You open to more surprises?”
I said, “Yes!”
I was busy again and unable to get to Jim’s, but we had chatted on the phone. He asked how I had liked it again. Over the past weeks I was able to think about it more and more and it really got me hot every time thinking about it.

He said, “Great, the couple that watched you would like to know if you have a problem being tied up.”
I thought for a moment and my cock got hard. I guess my body had told me the answer.
I replied, “Sounds hot.”

He told me, he would be in touch.

Author’s Note: This is another installment of true events of my life in the past couple years.

LAST PART

This is the last of my gay discovery stories. It has been a journey for me. I started as a vanilla straight male and over the past couple years I have learned my true identity. I had been trained to show my true colors, a submissive slut. My daddy/master tells me what to do, and when to do it. He saw it in me from the first moment we met. He slowly seduced me and led me down this pathway. I now eagerly look forward to the next step. It did not take long for me to reach the pinnacle of submission.

The text came during the early part of the week. I was told that I would need to be free anytime between Friday and Saturday. I cleared my schedule and had waited to be contacted. On Friday I got the text giving me an address and the time to show up. Friday night, I arrived at eight o’clock at a home in the middle of a gated community. I sat in my car, and later Jim exited the home to speak with me.

Jim said, “I will need to blindfold you and guide you to a room in the house. Then I will strap you to a platform, are you still ready for this.”

All that had happened rushed through my head and I debated my choices with one conclusion.
I replied, “Yes.”

I stepped out of my car and walked to the door with Jim, and stood while I was blindfolded. No turning back now, I told myself. We entered and I was guided upstairs and into a room, unable to see so unsure what or who was there. In the room I was told to get undressed. I was led to the center and told to kneel. I felt a platform type of structure in front of me. It was large and covered in a soft blanket type of material. My hands were pulled and I was stretched over this object. Then my hands had leather straps wrapped around them and buckled. I then felt my legs spread and strapped down.

My heart was racing and pounding hard, I may have bitten off more than I could chew. I laid there for maybe fifteen minutes when I heard the door open. I heard music coming from another part of the house, and voices. I heard lots of voices, all whispering. I felt the presence of someone standing next to me, it was Jim.
Jim said, “We are going to start now, if you want to stop just say the word THUNDER.”

Well at least I had a safe word, I had read about them in BDSM stories. I felt Jim’s hands softly rubbing me and then two more pairs of hands. Three people are standing over me and I am stretched out on my stomach, spread wide. I heard Jim’s voice telling me to relax and open up.

I took a big breath and opened my mouth. Jim’s cock slid in, I knew it was him because I had enjoyed his rod enough. Warm oil started to be worked in on my ass and between my legs and it felt so good. Four hands were rubbing and pushing the oil around. After a few minutes someone was working their fingers inside my hole. I felt it was a woman, because she had finger nails. Now and then, she would drag the nails over my ass and up my back sending chills through my body. While this was going on, my head was supported by pillows and Jim was slowly fucking my throat.

I was very relaxed and felt soothed. I felt someone grab my legs and settle in between them, and so it was going to start. I felt a cock rubbing up and down my hole, getting all oiled up before pushing in. It was a thinner and smaller prick than Jim’s, so it easily penetrated my sanctum. This guy grabbed my hips and was pulling as hard as he could to insure I felt him. I felt that he was tall and skinny by his size between my legs and he had to occasionally slide down the bed structure I was strapped to.

Jim and the skinny guy started to move in unison, it was nice and I felt I could do this all day. I noticed the women’s nails again but this time digging into my back, which has always been a huge turn on for me. She was pushing in harder and the skinny guy begun to quicken his pace and I knew he was to first to blow.

Then all of a sudden he shook and I heard him yelp. He had cum in my hole and it was very quick and hardly noticeable. This was the first time I noticed the sound but I heard what sounded like sucking. I had Jim in my mouth and he began to stiffen and so I was about to get a treat. I love Jim’s seed, I would take it every day if I could. Something warm dripped on my back and ass, and then more dripped. I realized that the woman was sucking someone else’s cock and then they pulled out and came all over my egger hole. This put Jim over the edge and he came, shooting hot loads down my throat. Jim pulled from my mouth.

I said, “Yummy.”

Unsure how much time had passed, but I had cum spilt inside me while another load shot all over my crack. Jim moved from in front to behind me and pushed his still hard rod inside me.

Jim said, “I want some of this my slut, take daddy’s cock.”

Jim settled in and was making long deep strokes of his rod in my hole. Someone approached and moved into position by my head and my mouth opened awaiting a nice hard on. Nothing at first and then the heels of two feet up on my shoulder and my face met a warm juicy pussy. This was a nice surprise and I went to town with my tongue.

Jim’s movements got faster and faster and then pounded hard into my little boy pussy and unleashed another load of jizz that I took deep. I then was so turned on that I was ravaging the sweet tasting cunt attached to my lips. Before I knew it, the legs encircled my head and she was bucking hard and furiously. I thought for a moment she was going to break my neck and then she froze. It felt as though her back was arched and stiff. A powerful gush of womanish sprayed my face. The scent was intoxicating and taste was warm and sweet.

They had taken a break for a while and I was left to stew in the fluids and rest, for what was about to come. It was the first time I was able to notice how I felt and my cock was so hard it was straining. I felt as though it might explode out my engorged mushroom tip. I was still blindfolded, but my hearing had become more acute. I think it had been about fifteen minutes and I heard more voices and then a woman next to me spoke.

She said, “Here is some water, drink, you’re going to need it.”

She had a bottle of water, with a straw in it. I slowly drank some, not wanting to much for it may have interfered with the evening. I had enough and then the straw was replaced with a super thick dick. I guided it into my mouth with my tongue. At my hungry hole, a cock was knocking for entrance and I relaxed and let him in. He was about the same size as Jim, but attacked my rose bud with an almost anger like fever.

In the meantime the thick shaft working my mouth was growing and growing and had become larger than Jim. My mouth was getting a work out, jaw and tongue got tired and sore. The guy pounding my ass suddenly had pulled out and he finished by jerking off right on my hole.

The thick boy pulled out of my mouth and moved in behind me and replaced the one prior. He used more force to push his way in and began to fuck me. He is moving fast and furious. He was thick and I felt it was tight but I loved it and then he came. His loads were hot. I felt them hit my cavernous insides, load after load. Thick boy kept cumming and his thrusts were causing the deposited seed to squirt out the sides.

He finally emptied his ball sacks and retreated from my hole. I was gaping and spouge is dripping out of me. I began to catch my breath as I felt the soft touch on my stiffened rod. A soft warm hand caressed my cock and slowly stroked it. It was a woman, and she was sliding her head between my legs. My ankle straps were undone and I pushed up to give her easy access to my cock. I was in the position where I was driving my hips down into her face shoving my aching cock to her throat. Her mouth is warm and her tongue swirled around my tip and kept me on edge.

I was just enjoying the fact I was being taken care of and it was not me being used. I just relaxed and prolonged the sensation. I had hoped I could last longer as she was making my dick feel out of this world. I came hard and it just continued to flow from me and I did not think someone could cum that much. She drank down the last drop and crawled out from under me, while still stroking my cock. She leaned in and whispered to me.

She said, “You need to relax so it does not hurt.”

What did she mean by that I thought? I guess we were not done, so what could be next. I may not have needed to ask that question, because I was about to discover what she meant. She was still slowly stroking me and someone grabbed my hips and got behind me. I felt large amounts of oil being poured on my ass crack. It felt warm and nice.

Then laid on my crack was what felt like someone’s arm. The first thought was someone was going to try to fist me, and now I was unsure if I wanted that. It was warm and softer than and arm. I just then was shocked back to reality, and had a realization. This is not an arm, it’s a monster size cock. I had seen my share of porn with actors who supposed to have twelve plus inch cocks. I always thought it to be a CGI trick.

I felt the huge tip against my door. “Holy hell, it’s huge and no way is it going to fit.” He pushed and I about upchuck my tonsils. Oh my, how did he think it would fit in my little hole?

The woman said, “Relax”

He started to push with a rhythm and my hips were starting to match him and his movements. “What do I do now, should I call out the safe word and stop this? How could little old me take something almost unhuman like, I cannot, no way.” Then I felt a small painful twinge and he had worked the head in. I could not swallow and breathing was super-fast. It was unbelievable, but with every thrust he got a little deeper, but how far could he go.

I had to straighten my back as he was going deeper, while I was still unable to feel his hips reach me. I believed he was about as thick as a water bottle and maybe thirteen inches. I was unable to get my breath and he did one final push. “Oh, someone help me!” I was being split in two and could not take it.

For the next few minutes he continued slow thrusts deep into my cave, and then I felt my aching hole ease. Either he ripped me or my body accepted him? I started to move my hips and within a couple more moments I was thrusting back. I began to feel very euphoric and became vocal, begging for it. This continued for a few minutes as best as I could tell. I heard more voices and sounded like approvals. Then I felt that familiar feeling again. Someone jerked off over me while I was getting fucked.

Someone said, “Everyone cum on the good little slut.”

I felt streams of cum shooting and dripping all over my head, back, ass and crack. Cum dripping down my crack was being worked into my hole by the gargantuan cock. My back was dripping wet from load after load of cum blanketing me. Cum covered my face and was dripping into pools on the pillows.

The onlookers had subsided when the monster cock tearing my hole apart stiffened and if possible got larger. Then I felt it, hot liquid feeling way up inside, almost as if in my stomach. His thrusts were hard and jerky. My breathing was quick and I felt weak and slight dizzy. I heard ringing in my ears and then I blacked out or fainted. Unsure how long I was out, but coming to with Jim shaking me awake. He had a cool wet cloth and laid it across my face and neck. I had to lay there and recover, getting strength back in my body.

Jim said, “Everyone has left, I am going to remove the blindfold now.”

It took a few minutes before my eyes had adjusted to the room. I had been unstrapped and was allowed to sit up, but my ass so beat up did not like that position. Jim let me know that everyone approved of my performance. I could now see him and an empty room with only a table with some items near what looked like a bathroom. Jim then told me that there was some food and Gatorade and a towel in the shower for me. He would wait for me downstairs.

I had eaten some fruit and some sort of energy bar and entered the shower. In the shower I cleaned myself off and out as best as I could and then I dropped. I was curled up against the shower wall shaking. I stayed there till the hot water ran out. I slowly got dressed and went downstairs. The house was empty, no furniture that I was able to see. Jim walked me to my car and told me to call him later, and I drove off.

He said, “You did really well.”.

I drove home slowly and was in a daze the whole way. I got home and noticed the sun was coming up, it was the next day. I entered my home and went to the shower, and laid in the bottom of tub while it ran. After sometime I got up and laid down on my bed. I had drifted off to sleep, only to be woken by my phone about twelve hours later. It was Jim on the phone.

He said, “How are you”?

I replied, “Tired and unsure if I am ever up for something like that again.”

Jim seemed to sympathize with me and said he’d not ask that of me again. I was relieved and wanted to go back to sleep. I slept till the next morning, when I had a breakfast fit for an army. I started to do a lot of thinking at that point, and may have reached my boundary or limit. I would never go to this extreme again, but would keep it at a one on one level. Someone once said that “When one door closes another opens.” Well, one better know if it leads to a steep slippery slope or an empty elevator shaft. It was one hell of a step.

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