It had been nearly three months since Thomas’s experiment with submission. He had long fantasized about it but had never found the nerve to actually take the leap. But he’d finally met a master online who agreed to let him live out his fantasy of 48 non-stop hours of nudity, humiliation, bondage, being whored out, and more. And the only time he was allowed to cum was near the end of the 48 hours when his master allowed him to fuck his assistant while Thomas got fucked himself by his master.
Three months later Thomas was still processing those two days. He undeniably enjoyed it but he couldn’t see himself living a life of submission. It just wasn’t him.
As the memory of that weekend faded, one thing, or better put, one person, stayed with him: Henry. Henry was one of the five men who took part in Thomas’s BBC gang bang. Try as he may, Thomas couldn’t stop thinking about him.
What was so special about Henry? For starters he was indescribably sexy. Thomas immediately guessed (and later learned he guessed right) that Henry was an accomplished triathlete. At least 6’2”, with long, muscled arms and legs, and unbelievably broad shoulders that tapered down to slim, toned abs and waist. And although Henry was there, along with the others, to fuck Thomas, his ass looked like it was waiting for a thick cock to bury itself in. Strong, round glutes that begged to be used. Thomas had been used by 20 different men in those 48 hours, so it’s remarkable he could remember any of them, but there was something about Henry’s gaze, his caress, his empathy that Thomas couldn’t shake. Every time Henry touched Thomas, every time his cock penetrated his mouth or his hole, he seemed to do it with a “knowing”. Henry possessed some sort of sixth sense that, while still unapologetically forceful, acknowledged Thomas’s helplessness
When the five black men arrived the night of the gang bang, it was Henry who immediately pushed Thomas to his knees to feed him his cock. With Henry sitting on the couch, Thomas happily found a home between his outstretched legs and savored his manhood. Henry then spun Thomas around and gently forced him to slide himself down Henry’s pole, facing away from him, while caressing Thomas’s torso and cock. Although this was a gang bang, Henry’s touch conveyed a warmth and caring that Thomas couldn’t ignore. Henry wrapped his arms around Thomas from behind and whispered, “Good boy….take all of it…that’s my boy”. Later, during the bukkake when Thomas found himself on his knees servicing the five massive, saliva-soaked black cocks, Henry placed both hands on either side of Thomas’s head and rubbed his hard cock across his cum covered face, “You’re such a fucking sexy daddy”, he whispered. And Thomas’s affection for Henry only grew when Henry fucked him in the sling. As he pummeled Thomas’s ass, they were elevated to a place beyond the hotel suite that was hosting them. With their gaze locked, their eyes exchanged a wordless dialogue while they fucked:
Henry: I own you
Thomas: I know sir, take me.
Henry: You’re so fucking sexy
Thomas: Not as sexy as you sir
Henry: You’re the sexiest man I’ve ever fucked
Thomas: Thank you, Sir. You’re the sexiest man who’s ever fucked me
Henry: I’m gonna cum in you hard
Thomas: Please sir, I want all of you
Henry: Get ready for my seed
Me: Please sir, please breed me.
Henry’s muscled body glistened with sweat and began trembling as he screamed, “TAKE IT WHITE BOY, TAKE MY SEED” and shot a firehose of cum into Thomas. He flooded Thomas’s hole and Thomas’s pride of getting him there was indescribable.
The two days of being a sub was something Thomas had always wanted and would never regret, but meeting Henry was truly unforgettable. As Henry was leaving the hotel room after the gang bang, he slipped Thomas’s master his contact info and asked him to pass it on to Thomas, which he did. It had been burning a hole in Thomas’s wallet ever since.
Now three months later, Thomas learned he had to return to Dallas for business for the first time since the 2-day orgy. He pulled Henry’s number out of his wallet and stared at it.
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Back in Dallas, Henry was equally conflicted. On one hand, while he had agreed to take part in the gang bang to get his rocks off and nothing more, there was something about Thomas’s submission that spoke to him, actually appealed to him. Henry was a natural dom (or so he thought) and had participated in countless gang bangs, mostly when he was younger, but Thomas’s capitulation intrigued Henry. What did it feel like to surrender yourself to others? To be manhandled? To be used like a piece of meat? Thomas had the imposing, athletic body of a dom, but he seemed to love every moment of his submission.
Yeah…Thomas’s body. Henry’s friend Raymond told him what a stud Thomas was in order to persuade Henry to participate in the gang bang, but Raymond’s description didn’t do him justice. Thomas answered the door nude when Henry and the others arrived looking like he walked off the pages of a fitness magazine, albeit with a massive erection. Henry, an accomplished triathlete himself, was no slouch, but he wasn’t sure he’d ever seen a man as athletically sexy as Thomas. Probably late 40s, shoulders as broad as a pair of goal posts, beautifully sculpted arms, pecs like a pair of boulders lightly dusted with light brown hair, and abs that drew your eye to his rock hard, insanely thick cock which, were it soft, would rest nicely on his enormous balls just like Michaelangelo’s David. His legs were equally impressive and looked like two redwoods that had been ripped out of the forest.
Despite the intentional disparity between any dom and sub, there was an instant connection between the two. One look at Thomas, and it was lust at first sight. By the end of the evening, Henry knew it was real and that gave him the courage to leave his contact info with Thomas’s master.
How did Henry get here? He had been contacted by Raymond, a long-time friend to, along with others, gang bang a hot daddy sub named Thomas. But Henry was reluctant to accept Raymond’s invitation as he’d been a part of BBC groups before, and while they had their moments, he just wasn’t cut out for that. He loved using his massive cock to put white boys in their place, but it was losing its novelty. He longed for a relationship…something more substantial than abusing some sub he’d never met and would never see again.
Moreover, he was a partner in a highly respected law firm, not a thug. If his participation in a gang bang were revealed it would be scandalous.
But that wasn’t the only reason he resisted. He loved to fuck a nice hole as much as the next guy, but lately when he was part of a scene like this he couldn’t help but wonder….what if? What if I were the guy in the sling? The guy being flogged? The guy at the center of the bukkake with my face covered in cum? The thought was out of the question, so he wanted to avoid having to face it, even as a dom. But Raymond had convinced Henry that Thomas’s body was not to be believed describing him as “one of the sweetest pieces of white meat” he’d ever seen. Total muscular daddy. Late 40s, huge muscles, an ass to die for, and a cock literally as thick as a beer can. Raymond had never seen anyone like him, and to boot, Thomas was horny as hell. Gang banging Thomas was not to be missed.
Henry nearly gasped out loud when Thomas opened the door for them, proudly displaying his massive cock and already used ass. Henry promptly threw off his clothes, grabbed a seat on the couch and ordered Thomas to get on his knees between his legs. Thomas, after eyeing up his abusers for the evening, was secretly happy that Henry, with his glistening, sculpted body became the aggressor. In no time, Thomas’s mouth worked its magic on Henry’s cock and it grew to a massive 9”, which Thomas was easily able to swallow.
Henry would’ve been happy to have sexy Thomas on his knees the entire evening but he was insatiable. He wanted to fuck Thomas right on the spot so he lifted him up by his arms, turned him around, facing away from Henry, and slowly lowered him onto his cock. By this time Thomas’s hole had been so stretched that he slid painlessly down on Henry, making him groan with ecstasy. Henry thanked the gods of sex for what he had walked into…a beautiful Adonis on his lap being speared by his pole, leaning back into him and seductively sliding up and down his cock. He’d only been there a short time and he was already nearly ready to shoot. Henry wrapped his arms around Thomas and the connection was electric. He tenderly squeezed his nipples with his left hand and stroked Thomas’s equally hard cock with his right, and whispered into Thomas’s ear from behind, “The others will fuck you tonight, but I’m going to make love to you, do you understand?”
Henry was in heaven. The sexiest daddy alive impaled on his cock, relaxed back into him as he embraced him from behind and gently stroked his cock.
His revelry was interrupted though when Charles, a fellow BBC-er, stood in front of Thomas demanding he suck his cock. Henry knew the rules of a gang bang—share the merchandise—so he reluctantly sat Thomas up straight to give Thomas a better angle. ‘I have all night to get to know this sexy daddy better,’ Henry thought to himself.
Without warning, Raymond, the evening’s ringleader, yanked Thomas off Henry’s lap by his leather collar and pushed him to his knees in the middle of the room. The five gang bangers, including Henry, knew what that meant—bukkake—and were quick to gather around Thomas and feed him their first round of cum. Thomas was still hungry for cum so was eagerly fighting for each of the cocks that were, in turn, fighting for his mouth. One after another, three of the five black studs unloaded in his mouth, face and hair. As Henry watched, knowing his turn was next, seeing Thomas like that left him simultaneously horny as hell and ready to unload, but also curious as to what it would feel like to be so degraded. But his testosterone won the day.
Henry placed both hands on either side of Thomas’s head and rubbed his hard cock across his cum-covered face. Thomas opened his mouth and begged for his cum, but Henry denied him. “You’re so fucking sexy, little man”, he whispered. Henry understood how erotic it was to smear cum all over Thomas’s face with his cock and continued for what felt like an eternity. Thomas had no alternative but to beg, “Please sir, give me your cum. I beg you.” That was all it took and within seconds Henry jammed his cock down Thomas’s throat shooting ropes of cum with the velocity of a rocket ship. To finish the job, Henry seized Thomas’s face with both hands, pulled his cock out and covered his face and hair with his creamy jizz. Although momentarily spent, Henry wanted to savor the moment so he lowered himself to his knees so their faces were level and gave Thomas’s cum covered face a lingering, almost romantic kiss. “You’re so fucking sweet”, he said. “I’ve got more for you later.”
Henry had one more go at Thomas later that evening when Thomas was in the sling getting fucked by all the men. By then Henry was sure Thomas was special and there was a growing connection between the two of them. Before Henry even fucked him, he spent an eternity delicately caressing Thomas’s hole with his tongue to get it ready for his massive cock. He wanted to give Thomas a much-needed break, but he also loved giving him pleasure. He knew his role was to be nothing but an Alpha Male, but there was something about Henry that tapped into his sensitive side.
When it was time for Henry to take his turn to fuck Thomas, his hole was so well lubed that it swallowed Henry’s cock effortlessly, as if it had found its home. He was quickly balls deep in Thomas and Henry leaned down so their faces were inches apart. Peering into Thomas’s eyes as he ever-so-slowly fucked him, Henry whispered, “You are so fucking sweet, man. Where’ve you been all my life?”
“Thank you sir”, was all Thomas could even croak. Like Henry, he had been elevated to a stratospheric level of pleasure which made it difficult to even speak.
Ironically, at the height of this intentionally crude gang bang, they both reached a moment of clarity. Thomas appreciated and envied Henry’s level of empathy and tenderness, while Henry speculated what it might be like to be on the receiving end of such lust. Thomas was in awe of how Henry expressed his authority with tenderness instead of bravado, and Henry, in turn, realized how erotic Thomas found his degradation. It made no sense to either of them, but each was intrigued with the person whose eyes they were staring into.
When Henry inevitably unleashed torrents of hot cum into Thomas’s hole, he collapsed onto him with a kiss that had the passion of a thousand suns. Something had happened between them neither of them could explain.
But the show must go on, as the saying goes, and Henry’s fellow gang bangers pulled the two apart so they could finish the show. The scene ended with Raymond, the ring leader, aggressively fucking Thomas while the others jerked off in his face.
Once the five of them cleaned up and it was time to leave, Henry looked back to Thomas to see how he was doing and found him still bound in the sling, but nearly asleep. He knew then he had to find a way to see him again. He took a chance and slipped Sam, Thomas’s “master” for the weekend, his number and asked him to pass it to Thomas. He didn’t know if Sam would, or if Thomas would use it, but he had to try.
Three Months Later
Thomas couldn’t stop reliving the events of that night. Although the weekend was an incredible 48 hours of depravity which answered many questions in Thomas’s mind, the one thing the preoccupied him was Henry. Now he found himself with a business trip to Dallas, where this had all occurred and Henry lived. He had his number; should he call him?
The plans for the meetings in Dallas were shaping up and would conclude on a Friday afternoon. He wanted to suggest meeting Henry for dinner for Friday night after his week of business. A Friday night “date” suggested the possibility of more than just dinner. The thought alone made him hard. But he feared that given their previous experience Henry would expect he was looking for another dom/sub scene, and Thomas was looking for anything but. How could he make that clear up front?
This would be tricky. But he chose his words carefully, paused, and hit “send”.
Back in Dallas, Henry was relaxing by the pool in his condo when his phone dinged. He shaded his eyes from the sun so he could read it and didn’t recognize the number. It was from a 404 area code….Atlanta. He didn’t know many people there. Except, wasn’t that where Thomas was from?
He opened it and it read:
Henry, I don’t know if you’ll remember me but this is Thomas from that night in Dallas about three months ago. Sam gave me your number so I took that as a sign you’d like me to reach out. Well, here I am.
I’ll be in Dallas next week for business and was wondering if you’d like to have dinner. I’m tied up during the week, but happy to extend my trip through Friday night if you’re free.
I’ll be staying at the same hotel as last time, but not the same suite. Pretty sure I don't have the stamina for that a second time. But would be very interested in seeing you.
Hope you’re free, Thomas
Damn, Henry thought to himself. He remembered me after all. He wants to see me. And he’s sending all the right signals. Happy to extend his trip to include a Friday night. Maybe even a Saturday? Is he looking for a weekend of fucking? I hope so, but not like last time.
Henry wasn’t a game player so he didn’t hesitate to reply quickly, happy to convey his enthusiasm.
Thomas, great to hear from you! I’ve thought about you often since that evening. I’m free that weekend and, of course, would like to see you. Good call to avoid the suite we were in last time. I’m not sure I’m up for that again either. Some 1-1 time with you sounds much better. I hope you treat me as well as I treated you…😊.
Henry had chosen his words equally carefully. Thomas, by mentioning “the suite”, made it clear this wasn’t another gang bang, or even a dom/sub relationship. Henry concurred but teased him with “I hope you treat me as well as I treated you” hinting at possible role reversal.
Henry, now wearing nothing but a big smile and his speedo, relaxed and let his imagination wander. In seconds, his phone dinged again with Thomas’s reply..
I promise to treat you as well as you treated me. Looking forward to seeing you.
It was shaping up to be an interesting first date.
