DATE: 20 Oct 2008, 3:14 pm / MOOD: Other

   Thatch grabed at my hand and pushed his way between my Dad and I and started sucking my already hard cock while Dad and I kissed long and deep. Soon Thatch had Dad's cock out too and was working on both cocks at the same time.

   "We need to get you fully dressed Son," my Dad said, "We're going out on the town tonight!"

  Thatch giggled a little pulling off my cock saying, "Yeah he want's to show you off boi.. I'm comin' along and keepin' ya safe too..." Then thatch went back to his pleasure. Dad finally had to pull him away from my dick.

    "Thatch get my boy in some jeans under those chaps.." he said. "That black silk shirt in the back will do with the leather vest that has the neck piece attached."

  "Do you want the hood too Sir?" Thatch asked.

  "He's no where ready for that..lolol" he replied.

  

                   Unfinished work

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DATE: 05 Sep 2008, 3:18 pm / MOOD: Horny

He pulled me from the floor, my body still wanting that wonderful ass hole of his, and set me in a chair near by. He walked over to the small cooler and pulled out a pitcher and a glass, filled it, then handed it to me.

"Here Son, don't need you dehydrated," he said.

I drank the contents that tasted like a bit of every fruit put together with a strange hint of mushroom. Suddenly I became very, very tried.

"Come lay down over here." he said. "You need to rest for a long night." He lead me to the plastic covered bed and that's all I remember........

I thought I was having a dream. In my dream I felf very manly calloused hands working my balls and fingering my tight hole. A very hairy mouth running up and around my rock hard meat. Then I felt a warm shower parade over my hairy chest. It smelled of yeast and coffee and splattered my mouth tasting salty yet more like a strong curry. And all the while as the shower soothed my chest, my cock, balls and ass were being molested tenderly by a very masculine hairy man.

As a little time went on I realized it wasn't a dream. My eyes began to clear and I could see a knome of a fellow, with a baseball leather cap turned backwards, long brownishgrey hair, a stash on his lip that went nearly 6 inches to either side of his face and a beard the jolted out everywhere. Damn he has the most wonderful elfish eyes that twinkled up into mine and then he winked at me as he continued his tender duty.

I glanced up as my eyes cleared and saw two wonderful Father type men in leather jackets, their half hard thick cocks out engorged with piss cascading over my chest. The one on my right took his large hand and placed it on my head, looking stright into my eyes he reached down and gave me a very gentle kiss, then winked at me.

 Fuck my cock was harder then ever!!!

"Ed?" the other peeing Dad asked, "Think your boy is waking up!"

Suddenly my Dad came into view. "Hey little one how are you doin'," he said. He bent down to where I was and kissed me. "Your safe baby," he whipered in my ear.

"Open his mouth Ed!" The Dad said that had called him over.

My Dad pulled my jaw slowly open as the bearded Dad moved his piss stream into my mouth. The taste at first was strong and pungent.. then very inviting. I found myself thristy and started swallowing.

Suddenly the Dad peeing in my mouth went wild as I was swallowing his urin and quickly reached his hand under my neck raising up my head and slipped his nice thick...now hard.. cock down my throat, peeing directly down the back as I eagerly swallowed. He started grasping and moaning as I started sucking his thick meat wildly and then he shot his cock off deep down the back of my throat almost as he ended peeing... mmm  mmm

I could hear some "alright's, and way to go's" in the background. I was now becoming more aware of my surroundings. The little knome guy was still tenderly molesting me and I was running my hands through his odd beard as he ahhed and rubbed against my hands like a puppy. I glanced at my sides and realized I was laying in that blasted pigs trough I had seen eairler that day.

The other Dad that was peeing and had gently kissed me was finishing up his pee moving the stream up and down over my right nipple which was almost as hard as my cock. I ganced behind him and could see several other leather men, some bears, some not, standing around behind him with beers in their hands. He finished peeing and reached down and this time kissed me a long while. Then said, "Thank you boy." in a whisper.

Then my Dad said, "Ok that's enough for right now. Let's get him cleaned up."

The knome became very distreesed and said in a southern drawl, "You's callin' me off from this won-der-ful bouy? I don't think so! Ed this bouys mien tonite!"

I was pulling away from this sweet man as he glanced back at me, looking at me like he was going to cry or something. I couldn't help but get on my knees and reach over and give him a big kiss deep.

"Thatch?" my Dad said. "There's plenty of time, the night is young... and DAMNIT that's my boy tonight!"

I looked over at him grinning at me and felt a very warm feeling I had never had before.

Thatch took a hose near by and started rinsing my nude body.. kissing each part that was rinsed as he did. As he finished he reached up and gave me a very tender loving kiss then started on my ear finishing with a whisper..."I don't care what your daddy says... your my bouy tonite!" All I could do was laugh.

I glanced over at the men gathered around in a circle by the sling, as Thatch dressed me in the harrness my Dad had put on me that day and chaps with a leather vest and the shoes and socks my Dad had picked out. 

Of course Thatch was still kissing me every chance he got. My hands, feet, leather I was wearing ..the boots..lolol

Then my Dad came over to me with a very serious look in those Santas eyes of his. "Son we have some bad boys here we need to teach a lession to tonight." he said "I'm sorry! I wanted this to be a very fun night for you."

Thatch said, "Be good for the bouy to see Ed.. let em see what happens to bad bouys!"

 We walked over to the circle and against the wall behind the sling were 3 men in their early 20s, hands behind their backs, balls gaging their mouths, sitting on the floor against the wall.

A very tall, chubby, cigar smoking bear Dad stood beside them. Then he started talking. "These asshole bastards took my newbe cub from the bar home one night... tied him up in their basement for a week..raping him daily against his will, burn marks all over his body and wippin' marks as well.. Then the Fuckin' Assholes dropped him in the finacial district downtown during the morning rush all drugged out. My boys in the hospital... not doin' well.." He bowed his head.

In the background I heard, "send them to the bottom of the river, cut the bastards throats, cut their balls off.."

All I knew is I couldn't keep quite. All the times I had been beaten by bullies, a drunken stepfather, teachers and coming out in a small town... beaten with a lead pipe and left for dead in a wheat field, had left me with a sense of justice other than getting even. I was appalled that a member of my own gay community would do this to another member. So I spoke out....

"Excuse me Sirs.." I said timid at first. I looked down at the men and reaslized I knew these assholes too. They had cornered me at a bar in the bathroom when I was way to drunk and forced me to suck their cocks.. then I puked for hours afterwards. I felt the blood rush to my face. " Hurting these leather queens will not settle the odds." I said.

A Dad next to me placed his hand on my shoulder and asked, "So what would you suggest?"

"Reputation is everything in the gay community.. I'm I right?" I said as I looked back to find my Dads eyes telling me I was doing the right thing.. but I couldn't see him. "Put some clothes on them, keep them gaged and hands tied... parade them through every bar you can telling everyone what they did for... hmm.. about a month... that way it get's out to all the nieghboring gay communities as well.. then let them go." I said standing a little taller. "They then will be outed for who they really are. In that months time don't abuse them, keep them well fed and cared for.. They dare not go to the police or they end up in prison for what they did. Their ruptations will be shit and no one will want anything to do with them."

I'll never forget the quite in that room. I could here each mans breathe... then the pathedic moans of the assholes. Finally the cigar Dad with tears in his eyes walked over to me and placed the most heart felt kiss on my lips, hugging me tight and said, "Thank Son, Thank you.."

All the men clapped and it was agreed upon. I looked for my Dad Ed but I couldn't find him. Some of the cigar Dad's boys escorted the assholes out.

I went to sit down away from the others a little shaken that I was able to say all that, Thatch of course right by myside like a little puppy.

Then I saw my Dad as he walked over to me. He didn't say a word.. just pulled me up off the chair.. looked in my eyes with tears in his... and lovingly kissed me......  

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DATE: 05 Sep 2008, 11:51 am / MOOD: Other

Haven't wrote anything all summer. In July I ended up in the hospital having a heart attack... Still weak from the experence and making many changes in eating habits and such... But I know I'm getting better cause I'm GETTING SO FUCKIN' HORNY!!.. lolol

So I'm writing part 9 of my story today.. hopefully...

your bear in the woods as alawys..

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DATE: 20 Jun 2008, 12:19 pm / MOOD: Full of life

His eyes full of wonder and with that mix of a cat chasing a mouse  and Jack Nishlson's Shinning look, he grabbed my hand and yanked me off the couch. I barly could keep up with him as he dragged me upstairs.

I glanced ahead of him at the stairs and on the last step I could see plastic hanging over the edge. The window curtains were closed and a faint flicker of candle light bounced off them.

He dragged me up to the top and to the right of the stairs was the sling, I saw in the pictures he showed me, hanging from the cieling on 4 hooks. The plastic was everywhere, over the bed, dressers, pinned up against the walls about 2 feet all around the room.

On the floor was leather toys, some of which I had no idea what they were for, dildos, that scared me half to death, pails, hoses... Yes I was a little uneasy.

 At the windows facing the street was a wooden trough, like the ones I use to slop pigs with on the farm. Next to the trough to the right were cases of beer and a small refridgerator about 3 ft. high. To the left of the trough were chairs reaching around the corner of the room to the closet sliding doors where the leather was kept.

"So we are having a party!" I said with one eyebrow raised like Spook on Star Trek.

"Yep we are," he said. "And no! Your the only boy that's going to be there. I called some leather buds of mine and told them who I had here and they are very excited to meet you. Seems they konw who you are and have been itching to get to know you."

I said, "Do you think I'm ready for all that!"

His eyes went very slanted as he went over to me and slipped my robe off. Then he held up his large defined hands palms out. He brought his hands just hovering over my chest.

Suddenly I felt my body swell up with waves of electricty. It ran from my hair to my toes and my cock got rock hard.

"See you respond to me without me even having to touch you." He said almost in a whisper. "I'll be here the whole time and these guys know your new to all this. Leather isn't a forced act Son. It's men exploring the human bodies limits then taking them further to new limits without harm, only for pleasure. These guys are just going to help me teach you and believe me you will like it very much, I promise!"

"How do these guys even know who I am!" I said.

"Oh they have seen you at the bars and restrooms and dirty book stores and parks and... and... " He said laughing "Shit babe your one hell of a cock sucker and have quite the reputation around town as so.. haaa ha ha.. They've figured sooner or later you'd come around..or cum around.." He said as he poked my furry belly.

I jumped like a rabbit at his poking and stepped back.

He walked to the closet where the leather was kept and motioned me over. Silding the doors open he said, "Lets get you dressed for the day... hmmm."

He reached in under the opening and pulled a leather brass studded strap about 2 inches wide and foot and a half long. He placed it around my neck saying, "Let's see if thiis will fit that big farm boys neck of yours."

After some adjusting it fit snug against my Adams apple but was comfortable. My cock was getting even harder as he reached down and squeezed it hard kissing me hard for a moment.

"Shit see you like all this already fucker!" he laughed. He went through the 4 ft deep closet looking for something saying stuff like,"No...maybe...hmmmm...but...well? Ahh this will work!"

He pulled out a harness all brass studded that had brass chain at the chest level and a brass cock ring. He put my hard cock in the cock ring then squeezed one ball at a time in. There were two straps that fastened around each of my butt cheeks and he chinched them tight. Then I noticed that the chest chain had claps on them.

I froze up as he grabbed my left tit. "Hey...," he whispered. "These are adjustable and I'll just start easy and we can work our way up as we go.. OK!" I nodded breathing shallow.

The pain at first was uncomfotable then eased as it did he tighted the left clamp. Then he grabbed the right tit and repeated the action,

He pulled the attached straps over my shoulders ajusting them from the back tight. "Stand back kid!" He said. "What size of shoe you wear Son."

I said, "Size 9 triple E." He reached down towards the floor moving sets of boots then pulled himself up holding a pair of ankle high brass lace up work boots, spit shined black. Inside the left boot were a pair of grey wool socks with red tips at the toes.

"Lay on the floor Boy!" He ordered softly. I lay on the plastic on the floor as he grabbed my right foot and rolled one of the grey socks back and slipped it over my toes then pulled them right up. He repeated with the other foot. Then he placed the boots on with the laces untied. "We'll tie those later Son." He said matter of factly.

He then reached up running the tips of his fingers on the insides of my legs to my ever buldging penis, He rubbed his unshaven stubble after where his fingers had been biting every so often as he worked his way to my crotch.

He pulled up my right leg as he worked his scratchy face to the underside of my leg towards my ass. Pushing the leg down to the other side he truned my butt up.He spread my right cheek back and worked his brisheled chin into my ass crack.

Damn it felt so good, like there had been an itch there for years. Then I felt his tender tongue carress my butt hole, licking all around it. Suddenly he forced his hard tongue inside my willing hole sending shock waves through my gut. He placed his fleshy thumb inside now as well, rubbing it in a circle, them massaging my prostate. I swore I was going to cum!

He then brought his body in a 69 position so his raging hard dick was in my face. I started to suck it when he pulled his cock up and then shoved my head below his balls.

"Start licking your way to my ass boy.."he gasped.

I worked my mouths magic franticaly as he molested my ass hole. Finally I was at his ass hole. It was sweaty and smelled so good. The skin around the hole was tender and easy to manipulate with my lips. This was new to me and even though I had kissed there before I never had just explored a man ass hole like I was now. It was more then kissing his face and I could feel as his back arched as I went there and I finally felt like I had something to offer him.

We both were in a loving embrace kissing as deep as we could in eachothers hole at the same time. It was a chore to keep that angle going, yet the more we made effort to keep that position the better it felt. Each of us moaning and seething sighs with each mouth watering suck. I could feel him hump my chest with his throbbing 10 inches of manhood and me swearing I'd cum any moment.

He pulled off my hole and whispered to me..."Son we need to slow down for tonight.."

I didn't want to stop and kept eating him as he rose up screaming, "AHHH NO boy.." And then pulled his ass from my mouth. "No little one.." he said looking back at me all wanting like a baby taken from his mothers breast. "I need you to be fresh for action tonight... OK?"

I nodded yes, realizing that tonight was going to be wild!

           part 9. The Party..(coming soon)

   

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DATE: 07 Jun 2008, 10:26 am / MOOD: Full of life

After douching out my hole he proceeded to bath me with unscented shampoos and conditioners and a liquid soap that made my skin as soft as a babies butt.

I expected that after my ass hole cleaning we were going to have another hot session with his thick 10 inches pounding my now poor worn out clean hole. He thew my robe to me, grabed his own and just disappeared for about half an hour instead.

This gave me time to explore the downstairs rooms. I remember thinking that I felt uneasy and hesitant doing so, like I needed permisson. There were paintings with his name on them, which ment he was an artist. The walls had hand done boarders at the top with bamboo painted to accent the corners from the baseboards to ceilings. The decor was a funny mix of japanese folk art and 50s happy days. The doylies on the furniture were hand done and it became obvious the they had been done by his mother because her room off the livingroom had embroidery hoops and knitting needles laying on her bed.

Finally he appeared with a proud smile on his face. "Well I see you finally broke down and made yourself at home.." He laughingly said. "As long as you are in my house I want you to be at home. There's nothing here worth anything and my boys always have a home here."

After hearing that I expected to see a batch of young men appear and make me their party favor. He went to a book and motioned for me to sit on an old worn couch that looked as if he had been raised with it. He then sit next to me and opened the book which had various pictures of very attractive men in it.

Although his face was never in any of the pictures I reconized his cock in them. Very young beatiful stud type men being fucked in the mouth, ass, some with hoods over their heads, another in a sling which I reconized was in his bedroom.

When ever I looked up his eyes would meet mine with an intense excitement. He pointed to the sling picture and asked if I liked it in a tone of voice like a child asking for candy bar at the grocery store. The excitement he was gaining by me looking at these men was very evident and he seeemed very proud to show them to me.

I noticed him glancing more at my chest then the book near the end. Suddenly his arm went around me and his lips straight to my right nipple sucking hard like a calf.

 I felt my cock grow hard and then he grabbed my firm tit with his front teeth and pulled it upwards. My chest reeled arched but he place his other hand on my hairy belly and gently pulled the hair bringing my back down.

"SHIT!" I screamed breathing very sporadicly. His touch was guiding me now. Words were not neccessary anymore.

He grabed my now raging hard cock and balls together pulling them up hard and squeezing. Then he worked his way up to my neck biting as he did. Grabbing my hair he forced his mouth on mine biting and chewing.

Up till this point in my sexual experences I'd always thought I was vanilla sex only but him biting me and pulling my hair and last nights cock inside me almost made me come. I was totally taken back and totally wanting more and more.

He pulled me to the floor and pulled one of my legs up and brought his very hard cock right to my ass hole dripping with precum. Rubbing my hole with his cum he greased his cock with it as well and started to push himself inside me. All the while he pulled harder on my hair and looked in to my eyes with his hungry now grey blue ones of his.

His eyes were intense and purposeful. He wasn't fucking me with his cock that stung my ass hole from the cum fed entry. He just held it all the way in and bit my lips, looking into my eyes.

Then he stopped biting and pulled his head back glancing all over my face. "You little fucker!" He exclaimed. "You think your ugly don't you.." he said accusingly.

He ramed his rod harder up my hole. The cum had dried and it stang, fuck stang real good!

"Little shit ass, do you think I'd be so hard and waist my time with some ugly peice of shit!" he said breathlessly while he pushed deeper and deeper inside me. His hand was grabbing more hair to pull.

Suddenly to my surprise there was some sort of lubercation happening inside me and his cock was sliding eaiser inside me allowing him to now slowly fuck me. Then he stopped! He let go of my hair and just left his cock inside me looking into my eyes.

"Don't fall in love with me boy.." He said very seriously. "I've got a boy to fuck anytime I want." I swore I saw tears in his eyes. "Your just one of those boys.."

He pulled himself out of me with that now familar plop sound as his double headed cock left the hole. He got up, not looking at me at all, wiping his cock on his bathrobe. Then he sat back on the couch still not looking at me grabbing the book with all his boys pictures and slamed it shut.

He slowly glanced up at me and there were tears in his eyes. "I got a surprize for ya upstairs son.." He said with a crack in his voice and he cleared his throat.

Up till now he had called all the shots but somewhere inside me I came up with the strength to talk. "Yea, I probably don't think to highly of myself and defently I'm not a stud like your boy's in those pictures of yours.." I said. "But you are taking me somewhere I've never been before and SHIT your the greatest sex I've ever had or probably will ever have. I just don't know if I can stop falling in love with someone like you. Maybe I shouldn't be here because you have me eating right out of your hands right now and I'm gonna get hurt I can see it coming right now."

He reached back for the book and showed me the last picture. It was a picture of and older man with a bushy white moustashe and balding head. He looked so sweet and was very handsome.

"My heart belongs to him." He said. "I owe all I am to that man. So see I can love you but not like I do him. Your looking for that special someone. I can't be that for you. If you want a man in your life that will respect you and guide you and show how to be a man.... then stick around. I just don't want you hurt son. You can't see how special you are. The years of abuse have damaged that part of you. Let me love you as best I can. Take what I have to offer so you can experence all you deserve to experence. I promise I'll always respect you... What cha say.. huh?"

Against my better judgement I said yes.. But somewhere inside me told me I was going to be very very hurt.

                part 8 coming soon

          

    

                   

                       

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DATE: 31 May 2008, 11:42 pm / MOOD: Full of life

He pulled back and placed his hand on my chin bringing his mouth 1/16 of an inch from mine. When he breathed out I breathed in, our eyes intensely locked.

He slowly pulled us both up standing and started walking me backwards to the bathroom located around 10 feet back. I stumbled a little but he kept my balance as he guided me to the door. Once in, he backed me into the procelain sink, cold, against my lower back.

He had the toothbrush and paste in his other hand and gave it to me. "Here brush your teeth," He said as he broke our gaze and turned around. I turned around and obeyed without a word.

I placed the paste on the brush and started brushing all the while watching him closely in the mirror. We was going back and forth carrying things I couldn't quite make out. Then I heard him turn on the bath water as he disappeared out of view. Then the water suddenly stopped running.

He then was behind me and placed his arms around me but just barly touching me and lightly started touching my tits as I  tried to continue brushing my teeth. At once my body was a blaze with rolling waves of senation. It was making it hard to brush and I was becoming sloppy, splattering everywhere, so he stopped.

"Finish up son!" He ordered. I looked at him in the mirror and his face had a cocky look of the bully on the play ground. So I did what he asked.

What the fucking hell have I got myself into now, I thought as I cleaned up from brushing my teeth. All these years I had protected myself from being hurt as I was when I was a child. Now I'm blindly opening up to a stranger who knows more about me than I do myself!

I turned from the sink and faced him. Looking at the tub to my right, I saw a silver metal hose connected to the top of the water spout with a silver metal insertion tool at the end. In the tub a large white plastic pail about 2 feet high. Between the sink and tub was the toliet, piled high with towles on top. On the tolet seat were at least 7 bottles that looked like shampoos or conditioners.

With a sweet smile of a teacher about to give you a pop quiz, he said, "Step into the tub..." I thought, "said the spider to the fly."

As I stepped into the tub I felt warm water cover my feet. He placed the pail between the toilet and tub and turned looking at me.

"Take the robe off.." he said as I stared into those hypnotic eyes. The look on his face was like a cat that had found a mouse conered in bath tub. I expected to see him rub his hands together and twist his mustache like a regular villian. He threw the robe behind him."Lay down in the water!" He ordered with a grin. I lay down as he took his robe off and threw it too.

He stepped in the tub standing  over my legs facing my head. "I've had at least four cups of coffee this morning." He stated. "Shit I need to piss really bad!" His white teeth were showing in a big grin. His tits were hard as a rock, and I noticed he even was getting hard.

That wonderful tool between his legs was pointing right at my head and I could see the bottom of the shaft and his bulging urether filled with pee. He was pushing back his piss then letting it come right to the eye of his double headed cock so it dilated the hole. It was oddly stimulating and found myself getting hard.

He said looking at me, grinning with his head cocked to the side, "Look little one, remember I told you all you have to say is stop." I shook my head with a grin, like oh well lets try it.

He startred pissing on my cock, firsts real slow. That warmth on my dick was just want it need to be fully erect. If you had told me I'd enjoy being piss on I'd said no way but this was exciting and new. He was getting harder and as he did the translucent light orange coffee piss ran over my hairy gut. I could smell the scent of coffee coming from it, inviting. Slowly he inched forward covering my now hardened tits with his man urine.

I could see the eye of his piss hole engorged and pulsating as he peed. Now he was soaking my neck with his never ending piss. My beard was getting some of his action.

"Open your mouth." He half' whispered. I thought, "You've got to be kidding!" But I did as he asked as he brought the piss over my chin.

His cock started twitching up as he clinched his butt muscles making the piss slide into my mouth bit my bit. It tasted like burnt coffee and a after taste of salt and I liked it!

Now the piss was coming full bore out of his cock. I could feel the urine hit my teeth like a water'pik. Then we brought it up to my nose splattering as it stung my eyes. I closed my eyes and I could feel the warm pee washing them. Then he bent down, grabbed the back of my head and shoved his pulsating dick in my mouth.

"Swallow son!" he ordered breathlessly. I obeyed and drained the last bit of his piss down the back of my throat where he had now shoved his rock hard cock. It was like taking a cum load, pure and wholesome. I could feel the urine coming through his urethra and draining down my esophagus as i drained every last drop from his dick. I swore I almost came as he pulled out of my mouth.

 He turned around me in the tub and pulled the drain plug, turning on the water already set at warm. He grabbed the shower head and rinsed my body like a father does a child, very tender. Every so often he'd look at me with a grin shaking his head.

Soon all evidence was washed away and he put the drain plug back in. The water filled about six inches as he turned it off.

Turning to me he said, "Ok turn over and get on your kness." I remember thinking, "Alright he's going to fuck me in the bath tub!" But that's not what he had in mind.

Suddenly I felt a cold foreign object penatrate my hole without any lube. "DAMN!" I shouted out. He said, "Sorry.." as I felt him pull the fucking thing out and rub my ass hole with something greasy. He put it in and I heard water start running.

Then I felt a very familiar feeling, water going in my ass. He was giving me a fucking enema! I never liked them as a child and was a little put out as to why he was giving me one. Then I realized what he was doing, and yes I was probaly quite shitty the night before.

"Hold as much as you can," he said. I said, "ok! that's enough!", but I could hear him laugh and say, "No just a little more." He reached over me and put the pail that was between the toilet and tub in the tub next to my butt.

Needless to say I knew what the pail was for by now and didn't need to be told what to do. I swore it was ten times we repeated this action, when actually it was only three or four times.

             "Damn that ass is clean!",

                            he said...... 

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DATE: 30 May 2008, 4:08 pm / MOOD: Full of life

So there I laid with a tender kissing man, lightly touching my hard nipples and his dick that had been in me all night as we slept, getting hard again. Then he pulled out quickly and we both heard a loud Plop. I could hear his laughing in a roar as he slapped my ass hard saying, "Damn little one! That's one tight ass!"

I turned over to see him there sitting on the bed looking at me with the biggest grin still laughing. His eyes bright and twinkling with such joy, were so inviting like Santa Clause's at Christmas. Damn I must of been a very good boy that year to get the gift he gave me!

"Tell you what," he said. "Let's get you fed, showered and rinse that ass out! What cha say..."

I was in shock. My body felt like it was on fire. Every nerve stimulated and pulsating. I could still fell him inside me even though he wasn't. I was clay and he the potter. I would do anything he wanted, so I nodded yes, speechless.

He led me to another closet and put a very old smoking robe on me, black silk with brown leather lapels. He put on a short red silk tunic on that allowed you to see his meat hanging down. Then he led me down stairs like a puppy, star struck.

I found out that morning that he was a professional Chef. He fixed me homemade hashbrowns with a fluffy ham and 3 cheese omelette sprinkled with bits of sausage and green peppers with strawberries as a garnish, rye toast that had melted butter on it and fresh squeezed orange juice.

As I ate he went away for a bit, then returned and placed a brand new tooth brush with tooth paste on the table and sit down watching me eat. I have never liked being wached while I ate, but the glee in those eyes made me feel so comfortable.

"You were raised on a farm huh?" he said. "I can tell by the way you hold your fork. You feel self-concious about it in public. No need to feel that way here. I'll teach you how to eat in public."

I was very stunned by the way he could read me. I always thought I was sort of a loner and aloof but this man was reading me like a book. His insight was scaring me.

He said, "Hey! Don't worry. I've got a real knack for seeing inside loners like you. No one deserves child abuse son. You need some tender loving care, some well deservered rough play, and a good Daddy like me to guide you to it."

I had kept quite up till then but a well spring of emotion flowed from me. Tearfuly I answered him back.

"I try to never talk about it. It's very diffulcult for me to even admit it ever happened. Wasn't molested or anything like that. They said I was retarded because I have a learning disablity. For years they'd put me locked in a room or barn with no windows, sometimes for days on end with water in a bowl and a few scraps of food."

I saw the pain in his eyes and how they were watering up so I stopped talking.

My past was a horror tale of a drunken stepfather that was a sadistic bastard. When he drank he always sought me out to beat me with his fist. I could remember the many different stories I had to come up with at school of cover for him.

As I got older my Mother told me I'd never be allowed to leave and how I'd be working their farm day and night for the rest of my life.

Finally the shit hit the fan in my 11 year in high school. Coming home from a football game, I found the new puppy they had gotten there daughter under the couch with every bone in it's body broken and still breathing.

All I remember of that night was me getting down the hallway to my room and the blood rushing to my head. I was told I threw that fucking asshole through every wall and window in the house.

My step father ended up in a hospital for six weeks and me with attempted manslaughter charges that were later dropped because he knew he deserved it.

Needless to say I was sent away to finish my last year of high school else where and so I was able to escape the horror at last.

And so I told him the story slowly over breakfast, watching him holding back his tears. There was a quite after that. I figured, "Well that ended that. He will probably say nice to meet you and have a nice weekend."

But instead he disappeared a few minutes and returned with his robe opened. I looked into his eyes and could tell he had been crying. All he did was come to me and got on his knees while I sit at the table and held he with his head on my shoulder.

Whispering in me ear sofly he said, "We need to go slow baby. I don't want you reliving that crap when we play. You are a good boy and man. Every thing we do from now on will be because you are good. And no more talking about that crap. I'm going to teach your body to respond in every way to my touch. This week end is just the beginning. I'm not letting you out of my life and I'm gonna give you a new one."  

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DATE: 29 May 2008, 7:01 pm / MOOD: Full of life

He layed in the chair what seemed like hours but was only minutes looking in my eyes breathing hard from his affair with my mouth.

"You have had a hard life haven't you.." He said. I nodded speechless.

"I don't want this to be a negative experence." He said, "You have been told how bad you have been all your life. I want to do what I'm about to do because your a good boy. Can you be my good boy?" I nodded yes.

Without a word he got up and went to the closet behind the chair he was sitting in, sliding back one side. There inside the closet were all kinds of leather harnesses, straps and whips, coats, hoods and stuff I couldn't even recognize. He reached down and unsiped his chaps he was wearing and removed them and then slipped out of his jeans. Reaching in the closet he pulled out a sturdy harness of thick leather covered with studded silver and a cock ring at the base.

. He put the cock ring on first, slipping his now half hard thich dick into it and then one ball at a time he puhed it on. Strapping two straps that went around his firm rock chiseled butt cheeks.Then he pulled his arms thru the upper straps adjusting them tight.

He glanced at me, me still staring at him, and smiled and said, "You my good boy..?" I nodded yes...

He slowly closed the door and then walked my way, his cock getting hard again as he approched. The cock ring was causing his dick to show all it's vains, making his cock look even bigger then before.

 He went to the side of the bed and reached behind my head to untie the rope that had been holding my hands. He reached over to the other side and grabbed the pillows there and placed one under my head. The other two he laid at my side.

"Lift up your ass boy!" He ordered. I quickly obeyed. He placed the other two pillows under the small of my back, raising my ass off the bed.

He had a shit eatting grin on his face, like a kid getting a Christmas gift. Starring in my eyes he crawled back on the bed grabbing my ass cheek that was nearest to him and then gave it a whelping slap! The nerve ending shock wave brought back the same feelings I had eairler like an ocean wave from my head to my toes.

"fUCK!" He said. "That's a nice ass! I'm gonna' fuck you tonight and you are goin' to shoot like you never have before son. Just be my good boy and I'll be you great Daddy leading you to heaven. I want you on a white cloud far from this room with just my cock in your memory, in your butt hole, plowing that virgin ass!"

He reached down and pulled my right leg towards my head. He grabbed my hands still coneected to the rope and brought the rope around my right ankle. Then he tied the rope back to the bed, my two hands and one foot.

Grbbing my right butt cheek he gave it another slap hard then gently touhed it with the tip of his fingers. This left me reeling, my back arching in pure delight. He placed his hand over my mouth to quiet my moans.

"Shhhhh..." He said. "Take it quietly boy. I'm gonna' slap that ass and tease it long before I fuck the shit out of ya."

He positioned himself over me his head down at my ass and his dick in my face.

"Take that cock boy!" He ordered. He shoved stright down to my throat and I swallowed it whole. He put spit on two of his fingers and ran it along both cheecks of my ass. Then he gave the right cheek another hard slap, running his hand jusy barly over the cheek. My throat was being fucked hard now with me just barly getting a breathe every now and then. He slaped my other cheek hard, grabbing it in a pinch afterwards.

My body was going somewhere. Every muscle and nerve on fire. My cock getting so hard I swore it would pop. I was feeling needed and purposeful for the first time in my life. I wanted his cock in my hole, knowing that I had never had one that size in me and it was going to hurt bad but I wanted it bad!

He started useing both hands now to slap the heck out of my ass. It felt like a hot sunburn and when he would lightly touch after each slap my back would arch, buring his cock even deeper through my throat.

Then he did what he said he wouldn't. He took my cock in his mouth. He started chewing the head, keeping his tongue from it.

He pulled off my cock and said, "I know I said I wasn't touching your cock but it's so sweet looking and I just can't resist.." He took something that was on the bed, I must of missed him getting it. It was a two inch leaher cock strap, very plain and looked home made. He grabbed my balls and pulled them back straping them away from my a little below avaerage cock."There we go sweetheart.." he said That will keep you from coming untill I want you to."

He placed some more spit on his two fingers and rubbed in around my ass hole. Then he started nibbling my cock head. He pulled his cock from my mouth and started working his body the other way facing my ass. Taking one of his fingers he started massaging my butt hole, every so often penetrating but just a little.

He started chewing the sides of my cock, then rushing to put both of my big balls in his wonderful mouth, pulling off chewing the skin around them. His teeth were like a sweet release of massaging pain. No matter how hard I wanted to cum it just wouldn't happen.

I had been to focused on his cock abuse that I hadn't realized he had two fingers up my ass hole. I could feel him massaging my hard cock from inside my hole. He was touching an area that dipped down and my body was racked with pleasure. Now I couldn't talk. I still had the impression of his cock in my throat and now his mouth abuse and fingers were leaving me without speech.

He had placed serveral things on the bed without me noticing. He took a small white jar and opened it dipping into it and pulling out a glob of cream. Greasing my hole up with the cream, he placed back the two fingers quickly and the started to add another. All this time still biting my cock to near bleeding. My body heaving with all the new sensations.

Now I realized he had four fingers in me. I'd never thought i could enjoy anything more. Ever so often he's try to put his knuckles but that was way to much and I let out a wimper.

Up till now he hadn't been looking at me but he pulled off hearing my wimper looking at me. He placed one hand on my little hairy bellie and said. "Ok, I don't think your ready for that son, but I think your ready for my cock."

"Sweetheart just relax." he said in that ever so soothing voice. "I'd never hurt you. Your to special for that. I'm going to put my dick inside you slow and then hold it there for awhile then pull out so you can release the pain." 

He brought his throbbing cock towards my hole. His eyes still on me, mine on his. Puhing the head in was easy but as he sliped his can of a shaft in I felt horrific pain. He started kissing my other left ankle he was bring up. He pushed my leg back as he went in all the way.

"Hold on boy, just awhile longer, as long as you can," He half whispered. It seemed like I was being ripped apart. The pain was so intease my cock went limp. Then slowly he pulled out.

I hadn't said much to this point but I wimperd to him and said, "I don't think that I can take it." He replied, "Just hold on son. Rest a moment. It will feel better this next time trust me."

I wasn't so sure when he suddenly reach for the far of lube and greased up my cock. Suddenly I felt a rush of joy. I was hard as ice at once! The pain became such great pleasure and waves of it flooding deep inside my gut. My hole started twitching and wanted that cock back in.

He this time slid right in with no problem and started pumping me half way out of my ass. Then every so often all the way till I felt him inside my stomach. my hole started responding like I never could of imagined.

He was calling out. "Take it baby..yea ..take my cock.. this is all for you.. my good good little boy!!!"

I was fading into an abyss of white just as he had promised. Just his smell of sweet sweat falling on me, his fuck tool plowing away and my cock crying for release, in a wodwerful white abyss.

Hours, yes actual hours were passing. I felt him tieng my other leg to the bed. Now pumping like a machine, my ass responging to every thrust with a squeeze. Then faster and faster. I heard him cry out, "ahhhehhhh!" I felt the strap remove from my balls and them practly going inide my body.

I started cumming as I felt his warm juice enter my gut way up high. I would shoot then stop, shoot then stop, all while he hadn't touched it and it came just from him fucking me. He was shooting deep and hard inside me while grabbing my tits like he would tear them from my body.

I was in that cloud , his juices coming out through my skin, my body intense with that wonderful cock in my ass and me shooting so hard it hurt. And it hurt big. My body was one big cock cummimg. The feelings just to much to even put into words. There were no words for this.

All I remeber after that was waking the next morning with a soft 10 inch cock still in my ass, my legs and hands untied and his thick upper arm over me. He was rubbing my hairy chest and kissing my back saying...."Good morin' sweetheart..."

      (more to come on day 2 of a 3 day week-end)

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DATE: 25 May 2008, 3:56 pm / MOOD: Full of life

My leather Dad now had my body screaming with pleasure further than anyone had ever had taken me in my short life. Up till then I had kept a clear idea in my head of what I would and wouldn't do. Now all that was changing.

He pulled off my lips and raised himself to his knees on the bed next to me. Placing one leg over to my far shoulder, he brought his cock to my attention. 10 inches of thick uncut meat with a bit of precum dripping from it's eye like a dew drop from a flower pedal.

He placed his left hand under my chin to bring my eyes back to his. Then pushed his cock over my mouth and began slapping it against my lips.

In a hushed deep voice he said, "I want my meat in that mouth..want to see you looking at me while I fuck your throat.."

He placed two fingers from his other hand into my mouth sticking them deep down my tongue and exploring my back throat. I could feel his short nails and how smoothly those fingers slipped right down, trying to swallow them, my stomach reching, then he'd pull back only to shove them further back. During all this he was slapping that big dick up against the sides of my cheeks from both sides.

It hurt and yet it was such a different pain. His cock was warm and inviting, his fingers tender opening my throat.

The head of his dick was heart shaped with the eye the main attraction at the point. I could see down the shaft of his cock through that eye, the precum flying from it as he slamed it yet even harder against my face. That rock hard cock slugging my face leaving streaks of cum accross my nose and forehead.

He pulled his fingers out of my small mouth and proceeded to but that bubble headed cock in the entry. Rubbing the head over my teeth like he had with his tongue before, I tried to use my tongue to feel this gorgeous head he had blessed me with but he pulled back, slapping the side of my face.

The look in his eyes let me know that I needed to stop doing that. Then he grinned at me as he put the head back in.

He grabbed my lower jaw down and slowly inch by inch started slipping his cock down my throat. All the way it went as he patted my throat at my neck, then stroking his great muscle that lay inside there. It was as it he was fucking my throat and jacking himself off using my neck.

 When he'd pulled out just enough I was just able to catch my breath but it never seemed to be enough air to keep me going.

 His eyes seemed sharp and deliberate. Even when he moved his head they never left mine. They seemed to change from skyblue to grey and his pupils, engorged, flickering with the light of the room.

It seemed like hours when actually it had only been minutes when he pulled off me staggering back off the bed to fall back into the chair at the far wall.

Our eyes never left each others and he just sit grinning from ear to ear shaking his head.

"I'm not cummin' that way..", he said. "You deserve this you know. You are a good boy who needs a man to lead you to what you have always wanted."

Suddenly I realized just what he was saying. All my life I felt like something was missing. I came out as a gay man in my teens, did all the sex scenes from restrooms, bars, bathhouses..but I always controled the out come. Never had I did anything other then sucking off old men with a avaerage penis, maybe fucked a few and always getting myself a blow job and going home. What few lovers I had up till then were always smaller then me and someone I could manipulate easily.

Now here was the chance to be with a real man. A chance to experance the rites of man hood.

Then he says, "Oh by the way, your staying the week end son..."

Yes I had arrived at a new beginning!

 

 

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DATE: 24 May 2008, 8:32 pm / MOOD: Full of life

You'll have the time of your life he said and I bought it hook line and sinker and said yes. He said he bussed in and needed a ride and if anyone else had said that there I would of had a quick respose to get out of the situation but..

 those eyes..those eyes.

Those skyblue Santa eyes, wide and knowing. Could he see the years of pain I carried from an abusive childhood? Or the years of feeling less than, never able to meausuring up? His eyes, slightly slanted at the corners to give him a gentle gaints look, were looking into my very soul.

Yes I took him to his house in the south east part of the city where normal every day blue collar families resided. The house bright farm barn red with white trim looked as though it had been a families home. I expected to see a wife and childern run out to greet us.

The house was lived in, a few coffee cups in the dish drainer, flowers on the dinning table, laced doilies on the sofa and chairs. Older home with a bedroom off to the side of the front door that led to the dinning area which led to the kitchen. The bathroom was from the dinning area and then to the wash room and then the stairs.

Yes after a quick showing of downstairs and an explanation that his mother stayed with him and was gone for the week end, he started to take off the leather jacket. He was now just in a white t-shirt, chaps and faded jeans. He took my hands, which he had been holding one of them all the way to his house, and said, "Look at me."

"Your safe here and can go any time you want." he said that as he lead me to the back stairs, guiding me up, me starring into his eyes.

Everthing in the house was so 70s, the furiture, pictures...bed. The bed was turned down as if he was expecting a guest. The sheets freshly washed. The only smell was of man fresh sweat which was coming from him.

Our eyes never stopped connecting. I really didn't even realize that he had undressed me, like I had been given some date drug.

He now held my hands tight together. "Is that ok.." he whispered. I breathlessly answered yes.

He laid my naked body on it's back against the cool sheets that had been turned back, pulling the blankets back and carring my legs over in to the bed.

Holding both my hands in one of his gaint hands he brought them over my head. He laid himself beside me and I lost my gaze into his eyes.

"No... look in my eyes little one.." he whispered as though making sure some one couldn't hear us. I looked into those eyes as he grined and then placed his thick upper lip to both of my lips.

"I want you not to touch your cock tonite." He said. "I'm not going to touch it either. Tonight your going to cum with out being touched."

I had no words at this point. I was putty in his hands. He ran his free hand lightly over my face the ears. As he did so I tried to kiss him.

He said, "No no..tonight I'm in control..just let me do this.." 

As his hand started to my hard nipples he started grabbing my ears with his lips, gently biting then kissing.

My body was like a fire starting to take hold in a fire place. I could feel every nerve ending hopping to his touch. My cock getting harder and harder. He would run his fingers in my arm pits and now I'm reeling, my back arching, laughter screaming from my lungs.

"Shhh.." He said. "Hold back as long as you can..take it quietly." He proceeded to lick my pits saying..."God Damn I love your smell!"

He started down my rib cage, fingers first then his lips, with a little teeth nibbling ever so lightly.

My body is now a full blaze. Everything was gone. The only thing I could see were lights and flesh colors and my nerves seemed to dance to a rhythm like waves of an ocean. As my body arched he'd pull my hands making me look in his eyes without a word.

I knew what he wanted without him saying anything now. He slid a panel back in the head board of the bed and pulled out a white nylon rope and proceeded to tie my hands together to a hook that was in the middle of the head board. I didn't loose his eyes, didn't protest.

Now he had both hands free, stroking my hair he then pulled and pressed his mouth over mine hard, his tounge exploring my teeth to the back of my throat. He blew hard, so hard that I had to take his breath. Then he sucked it back into his lungs as we started breathing each others air. We'd get fresh air from our noses then breath with each other again. All this time or eyes never leaving each others.He ran his hands to both my pits muffling my crys with his mouth.

 He just knew my body. Never had I had someone know my body like this. With his eyes peering into my soul and now his hands leading my body to a ecstasy I never could have with any drug.  

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