A CBT Encounter: A Saturday Afternoon Last June

By Jaime Inla

Published on Feb 28, 2009

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I've decided to start writing about sexual escapades I've had. Please let me know what you think. Inla.jaime@gmail.com

Like so many other days, I was horny turned to craigslist for relief. I was chatting with guys who had responded to my ad, and a few others who `friended' me on yahoo IM. I was looking for someone to suck off and fuck. As usual, 90% of the guys were either "just chatting," flakes, or fakes. One guy, Eric, had a hot picture but he had blown me off before, so I figured he wasn't interested in me. To my surprise, he clicked on me and we started chatting. After about 40 minutes of cyber chat (very sexual, he got me so fucking horny), I gave him my apt. address.

30 minutes later the bell rang. I buzzed him in. He was taller than I thought, standing about 6 feet even, buzz cut jet black hair and brown eyes, jeans, and a black v-neck t-shirt, and a backpack thrown over one shoulder. I'm 5'9 and was also in jeans and a t-shirt. I offered him a beer, which he accepted. We walked down the hall to my bedroom where my kingsize bed awaited.

He grabbed me, pulled me to him, and started deep kissing me. He was an excellent kisser. His 5 o'clock shadow scraped my soft skin. I pulled away to get undressed.

"What's the hurry?" he asked, pushing me onto my bed. He was so hot, and obviously in charge. He took the lead and I followed. His hand wandered down to my crotch where my dick was already hard. "I want to try something," he said.

"Okay," I said. He reached for his backpack and pulled some nylon rope.

"Bondage," he said.

"Sure."

He tied me spread eagle in my beg, fully dressed. "You remember the first time we chatted online?" he asked? I was surprised. I didn't think he remembered. We had talked a lot about him using me, cbt, rape, bondage. Then I got chicken shit (my MO), and tried to talk him into a nice and easy blow job or fucking. He got pissed. It was over a month ago. I was surprised he remembered. He bit my neck hard. My heart raced. I was scared. He continued to make out with me, but was roughly feeling me out all over. His hand grabbed my crotch, still hard, and squeezed. It hurt. "fucking dick tease," he said.

I could feel his hard dick through his jeans. It felt like steel, must have been almost 9 inches. He tore my t-shirt off and roughly bit, pinched, and squeezed my nipples. I was scared and turned on all at once. As he kissed me roughly, he kept stroking my dick through my jeans and then squeezing it hard--he did the same with my balls. Then he positioned his knee over my crotch and pressed it into me. My dick and balls began to ache from the pressure. I squirmed. "Stop" I managed, but he kept right on going, kissing me, biting my nipples, pressing his knee hard on my crotch.

Then he stopped kissing and just looked at my face while he pressed his knee into my package. "Yeah, I like to see you cringe," he said as the pain caused my face to involuntarily grimace. He rubbed his knee up and down, hard, causing friction and heat. It was as if my dick was at once getting "rug burn" and crushed. I remained hard. I gasped and begged him to stop. I pulled on the ropes but they held firm. After what seemed like a good 20 minutes of this, he unzipped my pants and pulled them down, with my underwear, to my knees. My dick was red and sore and stood straight up. He grabbed it and roughly--very roughly, mind you--stroked me. My forced orgasm was a mixture of pleasure and pain. I spewed my load onto my chest as he violently squeezed and tugged at my dick. He kept stroking for a good while after I orgasmed, adding to the intense discomfort of my dick.

Then he scooped up my puddle of jiz and forced it into my mouth. It was degrading. "Fucking dick tease," he said. Eric then opened his fly and released his own steel hard tool. His bush was thick and un-trimmed. It was beautifully shaped and intimidating in size. He forced my mouth open again and slid it into my mouth. My throat wasn't relaxed yet and I started to gag. He just held my head in place, forcing me to deep throat him. I don't know if you've ever been forced to deep throat when you're throat isn't relaxed, but trust me, it hurts. He held my mouth on his dick for a good while, until my throat relaxed and opened up. Then he started fucking away. My own dick got hard again, and it was still sore. "Where do you want my cum" he asked, but he didn't take his dick out to let me answer. He just kept on face fucking me. Before long I felt his dick get incredibly hard. His breathing grew shallow. He grunted and moaned and fucked my face with wild abandon. My jaw hurt like hell. And then I felt his dick swell and shoot thick ropes of come into my mouth and down my throat.

When he pulled his dick out, we were both gasping for air. He rolled over on the bed next to me. He went to the kitchen and helped himself to another beer. I heard him pissing in the toilet. All the while I was still tied up in the bed. He came back into the room and I thought the ordeal was over. He untied my legs. It felt good to be able to move them again. Then he ripped my jeans and underwear all the way off me. He crouched on top of me. "I'm going to fuck you now, Jaime," he said. He started roughly finger fucking my tight ass. He pulled some lube out of his backpack and smeared it all over his dick and my ass.

"Put a rubber on," I said.

"No, dick tease, not for you." I panicked. I'm HIV neg and always played safe. I mean, I've swallowed my share of come, but compared to bareback fucking, that was far less risky.

"NO" I yelled.

"Shut the fuck up, dick tease!" he screamed. I could tell he was pissed at me. He slid his eight inches plus all the way into my ass. It hurt like hell. It really fucking hurt. I pulled on the ropes and struggled like crazy, but even if I was untied Eric could have overpowered me, I'm sure. He slid his hard dick in and out of me. He brought himself close to orgasm, and then would stop. He repeated this over and over again. Then quite suddenly he started fucking me hard. Each thrust was torture. His pelvis was slamming into me crushing my dick and balls and he caused immense pain in my ass. His breathing became heavy again and I could tell he was close to coming. "Please, don't come in me," I begged. He ignored me and I could feel his dick throbbing and he spewed a huge load deep into me. He gasped and collapsed on top of me. With his dick still in me, he began kissing me some more, biting my nipples and neck. He finally pulled his dick out of me. "I own you now, dick tease."

I was terrified. But he was right.

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