“Trust me prostate stimulation is amazing, if you’re ever with a girl who tries to slip a finger in your ass, let her.” I tell my friend Sam who is just staring at me like I’m insane, he had asked me about being bisexual and if I actually enjoyed things in my ass so I had answered him truthfully, “I actually brought a dildo and I swear the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had was the first time I used it.”
“What kind of guys do you like?” Jeff asks looking up from his phone for the first time since we met up at Greg’s second floor apartment.
“Well I’m usually more attracted to the person and their personality than their body. But if I had to choose a body type I would go for someone big and strong like Chris Hemsworth or Jason Mamoa. I really like the idea of a big, strong guy just using me, tying me up and just doing whatever he wants to me.” I tell Jeff, I bite my lip at the arousal the thought had brought on and feel my cock twitch at the idea of someone tying me up and just really going to town on me.
“You really wouldn’t mind being that helpless?” He asks and I see that I have his complete attention now.
“One of my fantasies is to be tied up, blindfolded and used by as many people, male or female, who want to use me and in any way they want to.” I feel my cock twitch again as a quick snapshot of what I’m talking about flashes through my mind.
“You’re crazy.” Sam says looking at me like I’ve just grown a second head.
“You would actually really enjoy that wouldn’t you.” Jeff says looking at the dreamy, slightly aroused look on my face.
“Yeah.” I whisper the word dreamily as I can’t stop thinking about the fantasy that is now playing out on repeat in my mind.
“What other things do you like or have fantasies about?” Jeff asks me.
“Well bondage, S and M like whips, hot wax and nipple clamps, sex slave type stuff, I do have a bit of a rape fantasy both raping some and being raped and I have an oral fixation, I swear I’ve spent more time with my dildo in my mouth than my ass.” I tell him. Jeff seems to be really interested in what I have to say, Sam is looking at me like I’ve lost my mind and Greg seems interested but not to the same extent of Jeff.
“You’re completely insane.” Sam says while shaking his head.
“Doesn’t the hot wax hurt?” Jeff asks.
“Yeah a bit but that’s the point, it’s even better when coupled with ice, use an ice cube on your nipples and then quickly take it away and pour hot wax on the same spot. Just don’t even use coloured or scented candles though, I found non scented tea candles work the best because they don’t burn too hot.” I explain before adding, “depending on what you use nipple clamps can hurt more and whips hurt considerably more.”
“Have you ever had a thing for any of us?” Jeff asks, the tone of his voice makes me stop and think for a moment before answering him.
“Are you sure you want to know?” I ask feeling a little uneasy at the question.
“Yes.” Both Jeff and Sam answer at the same time, I notice Greg’s silence even more as I again think about my answer.
“Yeah I have.” I answer their question while keeping my eyes on the floor and not looking at any of them and feeling more than a little embarrassed.
“Who?” Sam asks sharply.
“You.” I answer him and in the ensuing silence I decide to explain myself, “I think it was because of your personality, you’re a very dominant guy and I find that attractive.”
“Is it just me?” He asks and I notice he sounds a little thrown off like he can’t grasp the idea that another man would be attracted to him.
“No.” I tell him as I quickly glance to and then away from Jeff.
“Me too?” Jeff asks sounding pleased with himself, I nod my head making him smile as he asks me, “why?”
“Really you don’t know why?” I question him disbelievingly, he shakes his head so I answer him, “you’re really good looking and easy to get along with.” He is really good looking, he is just over six feet tall, a little skinny but obviously in good shape with short brown hair, deep brown eyes and a jawline to die for.
“Thanks.” He smiles and I’m once again struck by how good looking he is.
“Never had a thing for Greg then?” Sam asks sounding a bit cruel.
I look at Greg and smile softly, “sorry man, your new hairstyle makes you look really cute but your just not my type.” I tell him, he slowly shrugs his shoulders like it doesn’t really bother him. I take a moment to look him over and decide that since he dyed his brown hair blond that it has softened his sharp facial features and emphasised his green blue eyes making him quite cute, he’s around five foot eight and really skinny with a wiry kind of strength.
I look at Sam and check him out now too and realise that he is also good looking, he is quite short at around five foot three with a round face, dark blue eyes and shaggy, shoulder length dark brown almost black hair. He has a little bit of a stomach but it suits him and combined with his growing dark beard makes him look older than the twenty one years of age we all share.
As was so often the case I felt self conscious as I compared my own looks to those of my friends. I was roughly five foot five with long dirty blond hair, I was also on the fat side and no matter how much I tried I could never seem to lose the weight that I so hated. The main thing I like about myself is my eyes which are bright blue and have gotten me a few compliments.
“Have you ever had a thing for any other guys we know?” Jeff asks.
“Yeah, Kyle, John and Shane.” I sigh longingly as I think about Shane, “I thought I was in love with Shane.” I say softly and sadly not really speaking to anyone but myself. Shane was exactly my type, he had long black hair, deep blue eyes and was well muscled, he was what I would describe as a metal head and would always be in jeans and some kind of band T shirt, he was probably the kindest person I had ever met while still managing to be dominant.
“Have you ever actually had a gay experience?” Sam asks with a frown.
“Remember Jack?” I ask and when everyone nods their heads in confirmation I continue, “we kissed once, he was quite drunk and I was a little drunk too. Me and Shane kissed once too.” I speak about Shane with the same longing I had before, “it was amazing.” I say quietly as I remember the feel of Shane’s soft lips against mine and how he had been gentle but had also seemed to control me as his one hand was on the back of my head and the other was on the small of my back holding me against him.
“You said you have a thing for blowjobs, didn’t you?” Greg speaks for the first time since we started this conversation, I nod my head and he smiles a almost sly smile like he is plotting something, “would you suck my dick?”
His question catches me off guard and I stutter as I try to think of something to say and eventually I just blurt, “would you want me to?”
“A blowjob’s a blowjob.” He says with a laugh which makes me and Jeff both laugh too but Sam doesn’t laugh and looks at us all as if we have gone completely insane.
“All you have to do is ask.” I tell Greg with a wink expecting him to drop the subject but he doesn’t.
“Bedroom, now?” It’s obvious that he is asking a question but his tone of voice makes it sound like a command and that causes my submissive nature towards men to instantly kick in so I get up out of the seat and walk towards Greg who is standing in the doorway to the hallway that leads to his apartments bathroom and bedroom.
He turns and leads me from the living room and out into his bedroom. Standing there I feel very awkward, this is my first time doing anything like this and I don’t know what to do so I’m relieved when Greg sits on the bed and takes his half erect cock from his trousers. I drop to my knees and look at his cock in wonder, it’s about as long as I expected it to be but it is much thicker than I had thought it would be.
“Well.” He says expectantly as I just rest there on my knees unable to move through the spike of apprehension I feel but I push through it and slowly let my tongue snake out of my mouth and run around the head of his cock. I use my tongue tease the head of his cock and the underneath of his shaft until he is completely hard, he is about as long as I expected him to be at just over six inches.
As soon as I feel that he is fully hard I take him into my mouth, I reach down to take my own cock out of my trousers so I can stroke it while I suck on Greg.
“No.” He says sharply before softening his voice and continuing, “I wouldn’t be comfortable with that, could you not wait until after?” I nod my head, understanding that it would be a bit much for a straight guy.
I start slowly with just the head and as I do I swirl my tongue around it making him moan quietly, his moan spurs me on and I quickly take more of his length into my mouth but not enough to touch the start of my throat. I bob my head up and down slowly at first but getting faster and faster with every stroke, I am just getting the hang of it when I feel his cock twitch and I realise that he is very close to coming.
I back up off his cock and let my tongue run around the head, “I’m gonna cum.” He growls and I lower my head and let him slip further inside me and when I feel his cock touch my throat I open my throat and let him push inside until the whole of his six inches is inside me. I can feel his cock in my throat, it hurts but the sounds of his pleasure make it worth it and after only a couple of seconds he grunts and I feel his cum shoot straight down my throat.
“Fuck.” He growls as I continue to suck him making sure I drain every drop of cum out of him. I realise with a small shock that I actually like the slightly salty taste of his cum and that I would be more than willing to do this again.
“That was amazing.” He says looking down at me, I lick my lips and smile up at him feeling a rush of happiness at the fact that I had brought him such pleasure.
“I’m going for a piss, if you still want to have a wank then you can use the bathroom after me.” He says as he slips his cock back into his trousers, stands up and walks out of the room.
I stay on my knees by the bed as my mind starts to race, I had enjoyed the feeling of sucking his cock and making him feel so much pleasure but the fact that he was one of my best friends made me feel like it would be awkward between us because of it, I hope not, we had both enjoyed ourselves and I really hoped that it wouldn’t effect our friendship in any way.
I hear the toilet flush and I take a deep breath to try and order my thoughts before going to the bathroom and furiously stroking my cock until I too cum. I walk out of the bedroom and make my way towards the bathroom but as I do Jeff strides towards me from the living room.
He looks me over, from the smile on my face to the obvious erection tenting my trousers, “have fun?” he asks, I nod my head trying to suppress my smile, “you up for sucking my dick?” He asks me quickly, I don’t answer straight away trying not to seem eager to have another cock in my mouth so soon and when I don’t answer he speaks again, “Greg said we could use the bedroom.” I don’t bother saying anything as I look down at the bulge in his trousers and then turn around and head back into the bedroom.
I wait patiently as Jeff slowly follows me and sits on the bed, I quickly move onto my knees in front of him, unzip his trousers and take out his cock.
“Holy shit.” I gasp as his semi hard cock flops out of his trousers.
“Bigger than you expect?” he asks with a chuckle, I nod my head slowly unable to speak as I stare at his cock, even in this half hard state it is as long as Greg’s was when fully hard and I know I’m going to have trouble dealing with this monster cock.
I decide to start the same way as I had with Greg and start trailing my tongue around the head of Jeff’s cock making him groan deeply I do this for a moment before changing things up a little bit and trailing quick light kisses down the underneath of his shaft and then across his balls before running my tongue and lower lip back up the underneath of his rapidly hardening cock.
When his cock is completely hard I move away a little and admire his nine inch long and very thick cock, I know I’m going to have trouble with this titanic cock. I reach down to my own trousers to see if I will be able to strike my own cock as I suck Jeff’s but as I start to unzip my trousers he lunges forward and slaps my hand away.
“No.” He growls, “I want you to focus on my pleasure and mine alone.” His words are harsh and the look on his face scares me a little but his commanding tone turns me on so much that I practical leap at him to take his huge cock in my mouth.
His cock is not just longer than Greg’s but is thicker too. I wrap my lips tightly around the top of his shaft so that just the head is inside my mouth and I twirl my tongue around it but after a couple of seconds of this I feel Jeff’s big hand press on the back of my head and push me down his cock. He pushes my head lower and lower until I feel his cock push against the start of my throat but he doesn’t stop pushing and I have to try and open my throat to attempt to accommodate the extra four inches.
His cock is now buried in my throat and I can’t breath but he doesn’t stop pushing on the back of my head as he tries to fit the remaining two inches inside me but I know that it wont fit. I start to panic as I suffocate on his cock and I start to weakly slap at his legs and try to push myself off of him but he is stronger than me and has leverage that allows him to hold me in place for a second more before removing his hand from the back of my head.
As soon as his hand leaves my head I pull my head up off his dick, scramble backwards and gulp in air, I inhale a lot of saliva with my first gulp of air and start choking violently. I sit on the floor a little ways away from him and glare at him with anger and mistrust.
“Too big for you then.” He chuckles a little making me even more pissed off with him but I can’t say anything as I’m still gasping for breath.
I can feel tears drying on my cheeks and saliva on my chin, I feel totally humiliated and like I want to cry because of my friends cruel actions but I also feel that my cock is straining and twitching with the need to get myself off.
“Get back over here and put my dick back in your mouth.” Jeff snaps and the commanding tone of his voice causes my submissive nature towards men to kick in and after taking a couple more gulps of air I crawl back over to him, wrap my lips around the head of his cock and pause with just the head in my mouth and swirl my tongue around it for a moment making sure to keep my eyes on him to make sure he doesn’t try and force the whole of his length inside me again.
He moans from the feel of my tongue swirling around the head of his cock and I momentarily forget the utter humiliation I had felt moments ago and feel the same kind of happiness I had when I had been pleasuring Greg. I slowly lower my head on Jeff’s cock seeing how much I can actually take in without him forcing me and I’m pleasantly surprised when I can fit an extra half inch in than I had when he had been holding me down.
“Oh fuck.” He growls before letting out a long deep moan as I hold him in my throat for a moment before pulling up, swallowing the build up of saliva and taking a couple deep breaths before taking his cock straight back into my mouth.
I start to bob my head up and down on his cock going at my own rhythm and only taking in as much as I feel comfortable with, around six or seven inches and in every few strokes I stop with just the head in my mouth and swirl my tongue around it.
He is lasting longer than Greg had and I am wondering if he is ever going to cum when he speaks, “stop.” His voice has that same commanding edge to it and I instantly freeze with around four inches of his cock in my mouth. “Move back.” he orders me and I let his cock drop from my mouth as I shuffle backwards a little. He stands up and takes a step towards me making his saliva covered cock slap down on my forehead.
“Don’t move.” He orders me as he slips his cock into my mouth. I’m a bit worried about what he plans to do to me but I do as he says as he slowly thrusts forward and starts to fuck my mouth. He starts with long slow strokes pulling almost all of his cock out before sliding as much in as possible, he gets progressively faster and rougher until he is slamming into me making me gag.
It feels like he is bruising my throat and I can’t catch my breath so I try to move back and take some deep breaths but when I do move he takes his cock out of his mouth and slaps me across both cheeks hard.
“I said don’t fucking move.” He growls as he pushes his cock back into my mouth and starts fucking my mouth harder and faster than he had been before.
Suddenly he stops fucking my face, pulls his cock from my mouth and starts rapidly stroking his cock, I don’t realise what he’s doing until he grunts and I feel his cum spray onto my face. I stay on my knees as he shoot jet after jet of thick cum onto my face. When I feel his cum stop spraying onto my face I open my eyes and watch as he wipes his cock across my forehead getting rid of the last dribbles of cum.
I look up at him with tears welling up in my eyes, he looks down at me and chuckles quietly to himself before putting his cock back into his trousers and walking out of the bedroom.
I sink down so I’m sitting on the floor and I feel tears start to slowly roll down my cheeks. I feel less than human, one of my closest friends had just used me like I was a piece of fuckmeat, like some kind of cheap whore. I can feel his cum mixed with my tears and saliva start to dry on my face and I’m surprised to find that even though I’m crying I’m more turned on than I have been all night.
I’ve always known that my kinks are a bit more extreme than most peoples especially as I’m submissive to other men, a bit of a masochist and fantasise about rape but I had never thought that I found get turned on by being treated like I’m worthless but here I am degraded yet my cock is quivering and begging for release.
I stumble as I get to my feet, feeling unsteady but I quickly dart from the bedroom into the bathroom. I look in the mirror at the stained mess that is my face, my face is covered with cum, tears and spit, my eyes are red and puffy from crying and my hair is shiny with sweat.
The humiliating picture in the mirror is too much and I quickly unzip my trousers, take my cock out and while staring at my stained in the mirror I start to quickly stroke my cock. It doesn’t take long for me to be on the brink of orgasm and as I feel the orgasm rise I turn and shoot a massive load of cum into the toilet. I turn back to the mirror and turn on the tap and quickly was the mess from my face, I make sure that I clean all of the mess of before leaving the bathroom.
I leave the bathroom and quickly skirt around the outside of the living room not looking up at the weighty stares of Jeff and Sam and make my way into the kitchen where I grab a bottle of water from the fridge and a cigarette from the packet on the counter, I again hurry my way through the living room not looking at Jeff or Sam and make my way out onto the balcony.
Greg is standing in the balcony smoking, I don’t look at him as I crack open the cool bottle of water, take a big drink and fish around in my pockets to find a lighter, I cant find one and feel myself on the verge of tears again when I notice Greg holding a lighter out towards me.
“Thank you.” My voice is raspy and more than a little shaky, I take the lighter from him and shakily light the cigarette before taking a deep puff and handing Greg his lighter back, he meets my eyes and sees the red, puffiness of them and the obvious hurt and humiliation within them.
“Are you okay?” He asks softly looking at me with concern.
“Yeah, I just...” trail off not trusting my voice, I take another big drink of the soothing cool water and continue to smoke my cigarette in the silent moment as Greg obviously tries to think of something to say.
“I take it he was a little rough.” Greg says softly.
I take a drag of my cigarette as I consider what to say to him. “He is massive, he fucked my throat and came on my face.” I tell him my voice still shaky, “he treated me like I was a worthless piece of meat, it hurt and made me feel dehumanised.” My voice gets progressively more shaky ad I speak and I feel tears well up in my eyes again.
“I think enjoyed it though.” I say quietly like I don’t want to admit it, not even to myself.
“That doesn’t excuse him.” He says sounding even more angry.
“I...I...” I don’t know what to say and I slump against the wall. I slowly smoke my cigarette and Greg stays with me even when has finished his own cigarette.
“Are you ready to go back in there?” He asks me softly when I finish my cigarette, I shake my head slowly, “ok, can I stay out here with you until you feel up to it?” he asks sounding concerned about me, I nod my head and next thing I know his arms are around me and he is giving me a hug, he whispers soft soothing words to me as he holds me in the hug trying to comfort me.
“Thanks.” I says with a smile as Greg breaks the hug.
“That’s what friends are for.” He smiles at me softly, “ready to face those two?” He asks as he gestures towards the living room of the apartment.
“Yeah I’m good now.” I tell him before we turn and walk back inside.