I suppose you could call me a regular guy. I'm 40, very short dark blond hair, average build at 1.72m and 70 kg. I'm rather hairy, somewhat muscular and in good shape. My cock is a good 19 cm long, uncut and rather thick, with a nicely shaped mushroom on top. I'm a gentle person, certainly not a dominant figure. I enjoy life in all its ways, and am happily married. My wife and I have a good sex life, without too many adventures...
The story I'm about to tell relates to my activities as an insurance salesman, and my first (forced) experience (when I was 35) of sex with another man.
This particular summer morning I have an appointment with a potential new customer for an insurance of his new home, in a not so pleasant shabby part of town. We set our appointment at 10am, and sharply at the agreed time I push the button of his doorbell.
The door opens about 10 cm, and I can only see a small part of a very dimlit hallway. No face appears, I just hear a loud and firm "Come in". It's a bit odd, but in this line of work you get to meet all sorts of people. I push the door open gently, and step into the hallway.
I meet Mr H., he quickly closes the door and locks it immediately, including a double bolt. He mumbles "We have to be careful around here..." I try to be polite and say "yes of course sir" He leads me to the living room. The curtains are closed, he states something about having slept late. My eyes have trouble adjusting coming from bright sunlight to this semi-darkness. I present myself to him, and he keeps looking at me in great interest. He spends some time asking me questions about myself, the job and my personal life, and it's only now that I can see clear enough to notice how my host looks.
He has grey hair, looks to be in his late fifties. He's about 1.80 m, with a large build, beefy arms en legs sticking out of his old white bathrobe. His chesthair, grey and thick, is visible in the large V that is formed by the two parts of the robe. The bathrobe is tied to close around his waist. It does seem to be a bit short and small for his format. He smells of soap and some aftershave. His attitude is pleasant but firm. One notices his natural authority he expresses. This is clarified by him telling that he is a retired police officer.
From where I'm standing I can see that the television is playing by the flickering reflections on an opposing wall. I cannt however see the screen itself. The volume is turned low, so I can't hear anything clearly.
I ask him whether we can sit down to look at the insurance documents, and he gently but firmly pushes me towards the dining room table. I am offered a chair, and he sits down right on the opposite side of me. Looking at him I am now able to see the television, but pay no attention to it at the moment. We start going through the documents, and at the end of my explanation he has to complete some forms. While he is doing that, I have some time to look around, and pay attention to the television screen for the first time. I'm stunned to see 3 guys involved in real hot and heavy sexual activities. One of them is tied up and the other two take turns in sucking him, stroking him, licking, pinching, and what have you... I cannot turn my head away. I'm like in a trance, and feel a strange excitement come over me. My cock starts swelling in my pants, and I start feeling warm and uncomfortable.
I'm startled from my daze by his stern voice asking a question about the form. In order to help him, he stands up and brings the form over to me. He stands next to me, and I feel his breath right next to my left ear, and down my neck. He leans In to me, my elbox touching some part I've never touched with an other man. I feel totally weird, unable to move, except for my hand which is filling out the paper, slightly shaking... He offers me a drink, and I accept, grateful to be able to escape the mesmerizing situation for a second. But as by magic my eyes are drawn back to the screen where the porn movie is still running; one of the guys is pumping the tied up boy's dick and a gigantic squirt of semen is shot out suddenly. I feel myself turning red in the face, ashamed that I seem to be so excited by the whole scene. He suddenly stands behind me. I did not hear him come back, he's now leaning forward to place a glass of cold cola on the table in front of me. He rests his one hand on my left shoulder to stabilize himself while doing this. After placing the glass on the table, he leaves his hand on my shoulder for a few seconds, slides it down my left arm, gently squeezing. I can almost feel him rolling my muscles between his fingers and thumb to size me up. He now takes a chair and sits next to me, a bit too close for my comfort. But he has positioned me in a way that there is nowhere to move my chair to. I try to concentrate on getting the forms done ASAP, to get out of there. I'm simply too uncomfortable by all these strange feelings. He keeps asking questions, and all the time some part of his body seems to touch me somewhere. Hands, knees, feet, arms, legs, hips, he uses every occasion to rub some part of his body against mine.
I somehow manage to finish the forms, and he signs them. I put them away in my briefcase. I try to finish my drink, and he is talking to me about all sorts of stuff. I seem to be drawn to the images on screen again. "you seem to like that a lot" he says. "well, yes, I mean, no, ..." I cannot manage anything coherent. His right hand suddenly touches the front of my trousers, and he squeezes the contents, which he has no problem finding in there, because my cock is fully erect by now. I try to move away, he holds my cock through my pants and whispers "your hot cock does not lie, my friend, and you may as well admit you are a horny little bastard" I try to stand up, mumbling "I think I have to go now", but he keeps me in the chair and says "I don't think so". He threatens to tell my boss a story of me trying to steal something, unless I cooperate. I still struggle, but he is too strong for me, and thenhe pulls a knife on me. "Stand up and strip, slut" he commands. I obey hesitantly. When I am naked I try to hide my cock with both hands, mostly because I am ashamed: I'm shocked to see my cock still erect from excitement. Of course I don't succeed in hiding it. He orders me to put my hands behind my neck, moves behind me as I do this, and puts handcuffs on me in a matter of a few seconds. He now removes his bathrobe, and reveals a big thick cock, with swollen head and thick veins bulging, and I notice a large steel cockring at the base of his organ.
Now that we are both naked, he forces me up the stairs to the second floor. We enter a dark room, and he closes the door. It's now pitch black, I cannot see anything. He moves behind me, and puts a blindfold over my eyes. I then hear him flick a lightswitch. I'm blind, he can see everything.
I hear some chains rattling, and he attaches something to the handcuffs. Some more rattling sounds, and the my hands are pulled upwards until my arms are stretched way over my head.
He explains me that he will use me at his will, I can scream, but nobody will hear. This is a room he has made almost soundproof. He assures me I get to go after he has had his fun, and that he's sure I will enjoy the experience: "again, boy, your cock does not lie" he laughs while he firmly grips the base of my still throbbing hard cock.
I feel him move around the room, looking at me and hear him take pictures. He moves closer again, and touches me in my armpits, on my nipples, down my belly, he firmly spreads my legs, and as I try to close them again he attaches one sort of stick between my ankles, another one between my knees. My legs are now spread wide apart, without a chance of closing them. He runs his fingers through my pubic hair, going down to my groin, grabs my balls and ties something around them. It feels so strange. Now he grabs my cock again, and ties something around the base of my cock. My cock seems to grow even stiffer, and starts throbbing really hard now. It feels as though my cockhead will pop off any minute.
Leather straps are now put around my wrists, I feel them being pulled taut, and then the handcuffs are removed. My arms are pulled up even further, I'm now with my feet off the floor, and he rolls a sort of table against my butt. He pulls up my feet, and naturally my upper body is pushed onto the table. My feet are pulled upwards, he removes the bars and keeps pulling my feet further apart and up. My butt, cock and balls are fully at his disposition. He applies some kind of gel to my cock and slides something over it. I hear a sound as if something is being inflated like when the doctor is meauring your bloodpressure. My already swollen cock seems to grow absurdly large as if it'll explode any minute now. The throbbing feeling increases, especially when the apparatus encasing my cock starts vibrating. I cannot suppress a continuous low moaning sound coming from deep within me.
I am left like this for some time. Suddenly the vibrating stops and the apparatus is removed from my manhood. Judging by my blind feeling it must now be hugely swollen and dripping precum like a leaking tap... Something cold is now rubbed between my buttocks, around and into my virgin asshole. Without mercy his index finger starts exploring my rectal opening, ever deeper until I can feel his fist coming to a stop against my butt. He tickles my prostate gland, and I apparently make too much noise, because he places a ballgag into my mouth. It's a really big one, and within seconds I start drooling saliva like a dog in heat.
He Releases my feet, and simply turns me over onto my belly. The table has holes and my cock can be freely reached from below, as well as my nipples. My feet are re-attached and drawn apart again. I feel extremely exposed and helpless...and it excites me like nothing before.
My butthole is still slippery with lubricant, but he applies some more, and I feel something is being pushed in. It hurts ever more, I try to cry out but cannot due to the ballgag. Suddenly the buttplug's biggest part is in, and my sphincter closes itself around the base of the plug. Almost immediately it starts vibrating with a deep humming sound. I'm getting used to the feeling of the plug, and I catch myself moving my butt up and down as if I were being fucked in the ass by someone.
I'm now startled by a cold feeling on my nipples. I have rather flat nipples, and even when stiff they do not protrude more than a fraction above skin level. He now applies some sort of cup over them, and each in turn feels like it's being sucked forward into the cup. They remain in place, and it starts hurting, then they seem to go slightly numb.
Again I am left for some time without being touched, but I can tell he is still in the room. He is apparently watching me, and a porn movie is running, because he puts it louder so I can hear the moaning and groaning of the action quite clearly.
I feel like drifting into a daze when suddenly he firmly grips my cock, stroking it ever so slowly. His other hand snaps the cups from my nipples and rubs them vigorously. They slowly become alive again, and a titillating feeling in them drives me nuts. He moves under the table, and wraps his warm wet lips around my cockhead, sucking it in and licking it with his hot tongue. He pushes, twists and turns the base of the buttplug, thus stimulating my prostate. He comes up to where my head is resting, and removes the gag. His condom covered cock is slowly inserted in my mouth. I am surprised at myself for not resisting this act. I am far too hot for that, I like what I'm doing. I have to suck him, he pushes and pulls his cock in and out. I do my best to please my new master. Apparently I do, because he rewards me first by massaging my buttock while I suck him, then he again grabs the buttplug, and gently pulls it out. His fingers replace it, he goes wth his hands to reach for my balls, but can only reach it by fully inserting his cock in my throat. I feel like gagging, breathless and scared, slime and saliva are being pushed from my throat. The loss of breath seems to harden my cock even more. And my pulsating throat has brought him over the edge: he pulls his cock from my mouth, removes the rubber and shoots a load of cum over me. He gently rubs his semen all over my back and butt.
He releases my feet and turns me onto my back again. My feet are reattached and spread, and he stands between them. My blindfold is finally removed, and I can see his grinning face, he leans forward licking my lips while firmly stroking my shaft. He now removes the strings from my cock and balls, applies oil to his hands and my cock, and starts milking me ever so slowly, with his strong fingers sliding up and down. Meanwhile he slides his semi-rigid cock against my butt-hole. I start shaking uncontrollably, I feel the pressure building, and then I shoot a load like I've never done before. My own juice hits me in the face, a huge blob strikes me right next to my mouth, and I cannot resist licking it up myself. He continues stroking me, even when my cock has completely gone flaccid. He puts on a new condom, and his cock is erect again. He pushes it against my butthole, and slowly inserts it, taking my anal virginity. He continues stroking me while gently going back and forth in my asshole. His treatment is getting me aroused again, and I cum a second time, I am now trembling all over, and cannot lie still. He finally cums in me, falling on top of me as he does so. After a few minutes he recovers and withdraws his cock from my ass.
He unties me, and I have trouble standing on my feet. He asks me what I think, and I reply "when can I come back"
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