Twink Fisting

First training session wasn't what either expected. It was above and beyond expectations

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Hole wrecking training.

Session 1

The front door open and Jonathan just stared at me for a while. I was 18, guys my age hated me, luckily I was only attracted to older men  and fully aware of the effect I had on them. I was topless standing there with my with my thumb inside my tight low slung jeans tugging them lower exposing my trimmed thick dark pubes, my fingers above holding onto my hard cock. I said "hi" he said "you're on time"  

Once inside he  holds my head  kissing me hard and sloppy. His hard cock rubbing against mine he spits in my mouth a few times. He looks me in the eyes then his cock and back to my eyes.  On my knees I slid his cock until my lips pressed against his public area. I could barely breathe, tears were pouring out of my eyes, my panic made me gag nonstop, slobbery gunk pouring out of my nose and mouth. I could finally take gasps of air when he throat fucked me with no mercy but not for long. He shot his thick load down my throat. Again I couldn't breathe with my mouth and nostrils full with saliva and his thick cock cummy deep into my throat but with every gag his cum escaped from my throat filling my mouth and spraying out of my mouth and nostrils. I must have looked so battered and disgusting he apologised, I told him that I fucking loved it, he smiled and told wait for him in the bedroom and to sort myself out for the camera.

 Normally I would be face down ass up but I decided to stay dressed  sitting on the end of the bed thinking that I look demure.  

He walks in with another man and introduces him as Benjamin, the camera man. This is much hotter than a static camera and Benjamin was sexy af. He was only wearing black jeans and sneakers. Muscular with touch of dad bod. Thick stubble, chest hair that starts at the clavicle, covering his pecs entirely with a thick treasure trail. He filmed me on the bed while Jonathan asked me questions and told me to do things until I was naked and pushing put my butt plug that I arrived with.

 They walk me downstairs to a sex dungeon. I minute later I'm looking at my self in the ceiling mirror as I'm in a sling with my ankles and wrists restrained question my decisions but there was nothing I could do about it 

My hole had no resistance to Jonathan's  cock. "Fuck your boy pussy is sloppy"  // "yes sir." After a few thrusts he pulls out, spreads my ass cheeks apart  and says "show me your pussy, push it out." My asslips had no resistance so my rosebud just fell out and stayed out. Benjamin positioned the camera for close up action of Jonathan rimming my rosebud. He lit a joint and gave me blow back after blow back. He unrestrained my wrists, gave me a drink that lubricated my mouth and throat. 

"Take a close look at your wrecked hole, faggot. No turning back now." Benjamin positioned my body till my head was between my legs and my arms wrapped around them holding myself there with my hole in full view. Wtf was happening, I didn't know anything like this existed. My meat sleave pulled 3 inches out of my butt and inside a transparent tube. I couldn't take any more after 3.5 inches. I felt relief when they released the pressure and disappointed that it retracted. I circled my gaping hole and and stretched apart my swollen puffy asslips while Jonathan and Benjamin lubed up their hands and arms. Next chapter the fisting begins

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