What follows is pornographic.... and my first attempt at such.... Its very short. I'm testing the water. Genuine feedback (positive or negative) is welcomed. Jackass flaming will be ignored.
This is a gay adult story with the consequent language and images. If homosexuality and/or sexually explicit themes offend you then do not continue. If these are illegal in your area, then you have my sympathy, but you proceed at your own risk.
This is a work of fiction, and as such the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken with impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily.
Fuck man....
I started out thinking about other guys.... Other guys getting fucked... Nothing turned me on more than watching handsome dudes (who look like they oughtta be tops) begging to get fucked....Then it was studs getting more than they thought they wanted..... Finally, I didn't want to bother with anybody who doesn't know what he wants.
I want guys who can get so hot nothing matters.
"Yes Sir!" makes my cock hard. Of course there a lot of pricks out there who think that "Yes Sir!" is all they have to do. I don't want to be a trainer.... I'm a fucker.
That said, I have to say that I am pretty good at understanding limits....(read more to know both sides of my story) What's the point in taking some poor fucker into territory he doesn't yet appreciate. I like pushing their envelope.... "cummon boy you can do it.... yea!... do it for me... relax....take it" and then watching them try for what they don't know they yet want... It makes my dick drip. Maybe that means I'm a trainer after all.
Josh was hot.... I loved watching him bent over a bar table, fingers gripping the opposite edge, getting fucked by every smelly dick in the place, as I collects the payments.... Watching cum run out of his hole and down his legs. His ass cunt making squishing sounds as dick after dick spunked into him.
Yet he still looks at me with eyes that said, "push me harder .... I'm here but I ain't there yet."
Makes me want to take every dollar he earned for me and make a dungeon for him. Make someplace he can't get out of. Make someplace I can't get out of.
I'm afraid.... I'm afraid of getting out of control myself....Of my orgasm taking some poor fucker too far into their own ( or is it my own) libido.... Good masters are always aware and finally never take the abused for granted.
I get hot.... I lose control.... I am not a good master. Such a freaking study in contrasts... (Did I say I was sensitive to limits?)
I am the kind of master slaves fear. Yea, I understand limits.... But if a guy can trick me into believeing there are no limits, he is in trouble.
"Yes Sir! anything you want Sir!.... I exist only for your pleasure Sir!"
It only makes me want to say "Yea baby... but what are you really afraid of...... I wanna take you there.... head on into your fear"
"Please Sir, what ever you want Sir"
Go man... pull down your pants...show me your dick.... pull up your shirt... feel your nipples....Be a slut whore for me. Can you do it? You see my meat stiffen? You want just a little pronging? I can do that! You want me to be your pimp? So cool... "You like being my whore?" I like being your pimp....But you know what? Whores don't get to pick an choose! They do what their pimp tells them. "Bend over and push this dildo up your hole!"
Jake is new... Red hair, red pubic hair... lean, wiry body... He calls me up on the phone... thinks he wants my dick up his ass. His hole is soft and pliant... been taken enough times. He thinks I look tough and mean enough that it makes his twat self lubbing.
"Bend over and push this dildo up your hole Jake!"
Where can I take him? Does he want to be crucified? Crucified and fucked at the same time? I dream up a fuck machine, a dildo that's machine run. I tie him up, bent over with his ass up in the air and his shoulders to the ground. At first the fuck machine makes him cum... once, twice, a dozen times... he is in heaven...... But after having his hole punched for 8 hrs by the unfeeling dildo machine, he begs me to to stop it.... his dick is limp, his body feels abused.... nothing about the fuck machine is sexy to him.... But MY fucking cock is hard! ....
He want me to understand...."my ass hurts, I'm sore... please stop the machine" ... But he'd sooner die than say it.
I do understand.."Fuck you dickhead", I think.... watching that relentless dildo open you up is making me want to squirt cum all over your face. Would you like the machine better if your had tit clamps on? How can I tantilize you.... should I whip your ass, strap you between the legs...tie your balls up..... I don't care If it doesn't "FEEL GOOD" anymore.... I am getting hot.... Watching you drip sweat help me... makes me sweat.... makes my cock drip.....
"You are a hopeless cumdump...If your dick was 13" you would not impress me... Bend over and push this dildo up your hole!"
"Bend over....NOW!"
Ok guys... I've never written anything before.... but 'Nifty' readings have got me worked up... Something needs to be expressed...... Am I fucking wasting my time? .... Should I continue this or just jack off and go to bed?..... lemme know... hjxol@hotmail.com