He had one in his hand in a second, and expertly lubed it up and spread my ass with his other hand. I felt it probe up against me, and then slide inside. I looked back at him, and was so turned on by the intensity of his expression.
I stood up straight, and Jack, who continued to lick my ass while moaning softly made no effort to stop me. He had taken a finger and put it up against my asshole, and now as I stood there, he applied full pressure to it, and pushed it firmly into my ass.
I picked up the lotion, and then smoothed it onto his ass, spreading him open with one hand and I applied with the other. The curve was so alluring. Now I took the razor in hand and carefully started to shave the hair from him in slow even strokes.
He was going to get fucked up the ass eventually by a bunch of guys whether he liked it or not, and so it would be much better for him if he took his pants off and bent over the bunk on his own, because then they would be less rough with him.
One of the guys put a pillow under my hips, and told me that I was going to be getting 'seriously fucked now'. They were in their early forties, and in pretty good shape for the most part. I was so turned on my all of this.
I then called the other guy, who lived a floor above me. Tom was tall and hot looking, in his late twenties with long hair and a strong jaw. He was pretty kinky, and while he didn't like to do anything in the way of role playing, he loved being a top.
I agreed, and we got right into things. I was directed to remove my clothes, which were taken away. I was to be on my hands and knees unless granted the privilege of standing, and I was to address him as 'Master' all the time. He put a leather collar on my neck, a thick black one with studs on it.
I was standing just in front of some bushes, and in a couple of seconds, as surely as a freshly lit cigarette will summon an overdue bus, out stepped a guy in his late thirties with a leather jacket and a mustache.
he asked me back to his place. It wasn't far, and we walked there in silence. He lived in a basement suite in a large house, so we went in quietly and were naked in his room pretty quick. He was chubby, but he had a nice cock, and he pushed me to my knees and told me to suck him.
Cal reached the bed, but with my hand on his ass he didn't turn around, but stayed facing away from me. I pushed his shoulders forward and he flopped onto the bed, laying on his stomach as I had desired.
He was a bit older than me, but in pretty good shape, with a nice curvy ass that beckoned to me with its sweetness as he lay there. I stood there naked, letting the tension build as I ran my fingers over it.
The cock pressed harder against me, and then started to slide inside me. I moaned again, and the guys in front of me changed position. The cock up my ass felt good, but tight. I was resisting slightly, but this would be overcome directly.
Suddenly, the hand rose up and came down against my ass with a dry crack. I started, but there wasn't much room to move forward without hitting my head on the bulkhead in front of me. The music in the background was loud enough to drown out the sounds of spanking that followed.
My ass was a bit sore, but he forbade any complaining, and threatened to put a ball gag in my mouth if I mentioned it again. He told me that when my ass was tender, it was just a reminder that I was his slave.
I was told to suck his penis as well, and so I did for a while. The Master had his hand on my head the entire time, to establish a physical relationship with me, in order to communicate his desires to me. He had told me that he liked submissive men, and I was trying to read what he wanted in his touch.
He was about my age, nicely built from what I could tell, and as we walked by each other our eyes met and held each other's gaze for that telltale second longer than straight guys do. I knew he was on my team.
e invited me over to his place pretty much right away, and gave me the address. It was about a fifteen minute drive away from my place, and I stroked my hardening cock as I drove there, my heart pounding in excitement.
He turned me around, and asked me if anyone had ever licked my ass before. I told him no one had. He got down on his knees, and then reached up with his arms to encourage me to bend over, exposing my ass to him.
It was here that he asked me if I was into scenes of any kind. I asked him to be more specific. He said he was into enemas, and that he loved to see a guy lie down and take a good-sized enema up his ass like a man.