So last night a friend of mine from work stayed at my place because we had a few too many after work yesterday and we're both off today.
My girlfriend left for work so I got up to have a shower and when I come out of the bathroom my friend is naked over the arm of the sofa with his ass spread and just said fuck it to me!!! It took me a minute cause I didn't know he was gay and I was still a little hung over. But when the shock wore off I knelt down behind him and tongue fucked his ass hard for about ten minutes got it all wet and slippy! !! He was thumbing the head of his cock when I slipped my hard on into his tight hole and pounded it like I would never get laid again. When I came I shot my load up his back .
We rested for a minute then he brought me back into the shower so to return the favor of getting to fuck his ass I said I'd blow him, he stroked his hard on while I sucked on the head then he blew his hot sticky load all over my face, I got hard as fuck from him shooting on my face so he stood behind me with his cock rubbing between the cheeks of my ass and gave me a reach around! !!
And that's how we spent the rest of the day sucking and fucking each other. Got to love hump day!!!!!

So, I have a confession. More of an admission I guess.

I'm not homosexual, maybe I'm bisexual. It's hard to tell, because I've never been with a man. I've always loved women, and I'll never stop wanting them. But lately, I've been thinking about experimenting with being a "bottom".

I guess I should start from the beginning here. The last girl I was with, I guess it was a year or so ago, was the love of my life. I had finally found the girl I wanted to marry, to be with until one of us died. I was happy, and she was EXTREMELY adventurous sexually. Our first night together before we were a couple involved a threesome with her friend. It was actually initiated by her friend actually. That's another tale though.

SO, after we started really dating, things clicked quick, and we fell in love. Love isn't something that I throw around without meaning, she's actually the first of any of the girls I was with that I truly felt it for.

Sex was fantastic. We fucked like rabbits, we fucked in public, in my car, just, wherever, whenever. I STILL to this day dream about the sex. Well, while she would be blowing me, she would always massage around with her other hand, and one day, she went low and started pushing her finger against my asshole.

I never really got into the idea of having my ass fondled, but she was the kind of girl who would convince me to jump off of a cliff. I mean, this girl was heavenly, with a mix of the devil. Natural beauty, un-dyed Raven hair, tits that were out of this world, hell I doubt I'll ever do better.

Anyway, so she starts working around it, and I'm not so much in a panic, but just wondering what I should do. Damn if she didn't figure it out for me, a quick deep throat made me release whatever pucker I had as I felt the ecstasy of her pleasuring, and she worked her finger right in.

She looked at me, and just held her finger in as she stroked my cock with her other hand, and smiled. I smiled too, because, I loved her, in my head I was worried that if I enjoyed it, she might think I was weird.

Well, more and more times during sex, she would work her finger in during a blow job right to the point where she started working her finger in and out. I didn't stop her, because she enjoyed it, and honestly I did too now. It was an extra pleasuring to my already fantastic fucking.

I decided to pay her back with some ass play of my own one day, and I turned her on her belly as I massaged her, working down along the hump of her bottom, spreading her cheeks and working my tongue in. She moaned in joy as I tongued her ass and fingered her clit at the same time. I had never eaten a girl's ass before, but if there was a girl to try it on, it was her. I had fun, she was very clean, as am I, so I wasn't worried about anything "gross". Who am I kidding, I freaked out at first, but in the moment, you just go all in. You know it.

Well, the next night, she decided to PAY me back for her pleasure. She told me to lay on my back, because she wanted to give me a massage. I told her it wasn't a big deal, because massages didnt do it for me. They still really dont. I don't find them too erotic unless I get a bj at the end. Which I never did haha.

She playfully tells me to just do it, so I abide. She starts massaging me, and after a few moments, I realize she started working a lotion around my bottom. Now, I've been told that if I posted a picture of my ass, and hid the fact that I was a dude, I could have men jerking off to it. I've often considered doing it as a joke. Then revealing that the ass belonged to good ol' me. Anyway, back to the story..

She starts rubbing lotion on me, and beckons for me to get up on my knees and elbows. She starts to use the lotion to stroke my dick and balls, and it feels fucking fantastic. I'm wondering to myself, "My god, how can it get any more awesome??!!" When all of a sudden, I feel a warm moistness start to tickle around my cheeks. I tensed up when I felt her breath roll over my ass, a little warm air against my bottom.

Suddenly, she begins licking and rolling her lips around my ass hole as she strokes. I tried my best to not cum, but it was probably the best feeling I've ever had in my entire life. I came BUCKETS. I'm pretty sure I applauded her.

So, some time passes, and one day after lunch on a weekend, she tells me she wants to start using toys. Again, I've never used toys. Never really figured much for them, as I have the perfect toy for a girl right between the legs.

I tell her to get whatever she wants, and we'll try them out. So, a few days later a package from Amazon shows up at our door (we lived together for a bit in a nice rental house) and low and behold, she ordered a vibrating dildo.

I joked with her and said I was sad that she didn't think my dick was up to par anymore and she laughed and said that they were the same size, she just wanted to try a few things. So the night the dildo came, I was eager to see what she had in mind.

She asked me if I'd fuck her in her ass. I'd never had anal sex with a girl before. Don't get me wrong, I tried. My ex some time before her flew off the bed in pain because I was too big. And since then, its never really been anything I thought of doing. The vagina and mouth work just as well.

I said hell yeah, and after careful careful careful amounts of effort, we got it in, and the fuck began. At first it was slow, incredibly slow. Almost to the point where I was just wanting to take it out and fuck her normal. But, as she always did, she surprised me. She started fucking speeding up to the point where it was like I was railing away at her like normal. I still was careful, I'd read too many horror stories.

In all this, I'd forgotten about the dildo. The purple, ugly, veiny didlo. The damn thing sat next to her as I fucked her ass sideways.

Now, I've watched a lot of pornos. And they've been the best education a man could ever need. I grabbed the damn thing, I never held one before, so it was like holding another man's penis. Odd. I decided I was going to double penetrate my girlfriend. I slowed down enough to work it in, and with the satisfactory moan from her, I did my best to maintain a rhythm. Eventually, I handed the rains of ol' Veiny to her and it was epic. She came a lot, I came a lot, and it was a fantastic night.

A few nights later, because I was out of town, I came home to her in a sexy little number and the ol Veiny on the bed. I figured we'd be repeating the night we had earlier in the week, and I was excited. The way she could work a dick, damn I hate the guy who she's with now...

So, we set about it, and she gets the lube out and starts applying it all over the dildo. I kind of had an idea what she was up to. I'm not a moron, and I'm horny like 99% of the time. The other percent I'm sleeping. She asks if she can use it on me.

I stared at her for a while wondering if there was a wrong answer here. I didn't know if it'd be like Indiana Jones and The Last Crusade, where I had to "Choose Wisely", or not. I decided, since she and I had been having wild nights, what the hell. We only live once.

Well, haha, it didn't work out. I did not have the anal space for anything like that, and honestly, I was terrified. I could tell she was disappointed, but not completely downtrodden about it. She told me that we'd have to work up to it. I agreed, if only to appease her.

So over the next couple of months, she would use two fingers instead of one, increasing slowly to three, to the point where it almost hurt when she was working her hand in and out.

Well, things didn't work out between us, and we ended up breaking up before ol' Veiny ended up anywhere near my ass. This is where I'm at now, and I can't figure out what's going on in my head.

I've had thoughts about having a dick jammed into my ass, and it subsequently railing it. I mean, not just any dick, a fit, young fellow like myself. Not a beary old dude. I dunno, there's just something about it that turns me on. I dunno if its because I still am drawn back to the passion with my ex, and kind of "finishing" what we set out to do, or what. I mean if that was the case, I'd just stick a dildo up there and call it a day. I think there's more to it than that.

I have what some may say is a sexy penis. Its not ugly or funny looking, its just exactly what its supposed to be. And I think thats the kind of penis I'd hope for haha. I see some of them in porn, and its kind of a turn off. So, I know its not the penis that draws me.

I've thought, maybe just a girl with a strap on? But I dunno, I feel like if I were to go that far, why not have it be a real, pulsing, throbbing cock?

These are questions I ask myself all the time. I know I love women, but maybe I'm not opposed to the idea of an attractive man. Only sexually though. I couldn't have a "relationship", per se. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm a supporter of equal rights, politically, sexually, you name it. I'm just not gay in that way. If at all. I think its a sort of bicurious attraction that I'll never fullfill. I dunno. I just had to get it out I suppose. I don't really talk to anyone about my sexual habits, so I figure a sex message board might be the place to do it.

True Story From The Annals Of Newport Beach:
Around 6pm, I went over to my favorite bar, JoJo’s, in Newport Beach for a beer and to find a pool game. The bar has a nautical motif, lots of fish nets, stuffed fish, pictures of big surf…that sort of stuff. The bar’s in front and there’s tables behind. It’s a cool little place pretty much locals only, the tourists don’t know the place even exists.
I’m 25, work in Irvine just up the street inland but I live in Newport Beach. I love the beach, love the town and am very happy with my life.
Sitting at the bar was this luscious little babe who looked vivacious, young and eager, with white short shorts, golden legs all the way up to her waist, really cute face, lips, eyes and nice natural tits…a handful at the most but very attractive. She looked at me and I looked at her and it was love t first sight. She was sooooo fucking cute! I wanted to fuck her right there but….and she knew it!
I sat down next to her and went through the preliminaries: Her name was Cindy, she was from Whittier but someone told her about Jo Jo’s and she thought she’d try it out. I thought it was unusual for a girl by herself to have come all the way down from Whittier just to try the place out. I was wondering what she was up to. She said, ”oh no, I’m not alone, my friends are sitting at the table back there,” pointing to the back where the pool tables are and the eating tables. “I’m just getting the beers.”
Yep…there were three girls sitting back there, all by themselves. She got the beers and invited me back to join them, and I went.
As it turned out, there were two really cute girls and one guy. He is rather effeminate but actually a guy. It turns out he was Cindy’s brother--so I could see a bit of a problem of her going with me to my place later.
We all chatted and laughed, chugged several beers and were all feeling quite good. I was flirting heavily with Cindy and she knew what I wanted—her, all of her, and she was ready for it.
Then Cindy came clean: “Jeremy is looking to try something he’s never done before. He isn’t sure about who he really is and wants to experiment. He wants to see what it’s like to be with a guy”. I said, “HUH?” “WTF”? I asked if he is gay and the three girls all screeched and giggled looking first at him then me. Cindy said that Jeremy would like to, “you know”. I said, “no, I don’t know, what the hell are you talking about?”
Monica whispered, “Jeremy wants to see what it’s like to suck a guy’s, you know. You know what he wants to do…he wants to suck a…GUY”! All the girls screamed in their Valley Girl accent. Cindy said, ”he is wondering if you would let him suck you off.” The girls screamed again laughing and giggling and having a great time. Cindy said, “I’ve been trying to find him a guy who would let him do it. Would YOU let him?”
I’m looking at her and I can see the ultimatum on her face--let him suck my dick or she won’t go with me tonight. “So, does he swallow?” The girls screamed with delight crossing and uncrossing their legs.
So far, no one had even spoken to Jeremy to ask him anything. The conversation was between me and the girls. Monica said, “if he has to I guess he probably would.” I replied directly to Cindy, “how about this; I’ll let him suck my cock [the girls screeched in laughter] if you’ll go with me tonight out on a date.” Cindy knew what I wanted. She said, “YES, let’s do it”.
”Ok girls…put some lipstick on him first, make it real nice…I want a red ring on it when I’m finished.” The girls knew exactly what I meant and set to work doing preparing him for his first submission to a guy.
All three girls whipped out their lip color, outline pencils and started in. They were chattering like a bunch of parrots in a tree, telling Jeremy about how he was going to like his first oral experience with a horny guy, who by now, needed his dick sucked. They were primping and painting his lips. When they finished, he did look like a girl: small, submissive and ready to suck! My dick started swelling at the thought of a virgin mouth around my demanding pole. I made a mental picture of how he would look after I had fucked his mouth…ejaculated in it…and then made him swallow all the sticky fluid.
When he was ready to go, I got up and looked at Jeremy’s face. He looked flustered by all the activity but ready to take his first step to see if he was gay. Cindy looked up at him and said, “just relax Jeremy, this is what you wanted. Just do whatever he wants you to do. Don’t say “no” to anything--just do it--that’s what guys like.” “When it comes to sex, guys like to be obeyed,” Hearing that made my dick swell more.
OH BABY…THIS IS GOING TO BE FUN. A BLOWJOB FROM JEREMY AND THEN….FUCKING HER ALL NIGHT LONG….ALL NIGHT LONG!!!
Jeremy sheepishly followed me out to my car…as SUV….blacked out windows. I got in the front and started it then turned on the AC. Then I got in the back and had him sit in the back too. I had on rather tight slacks…good fabric..thin, flexible and tailored. He could clearly see my excitement AND my boner lifting up those thin slacks. I was enjoying this especially since he had never had a cock in his mouth and mine would be the first oozing erection he had ever tasted!
Then he asked…”what do you want me to do”? I asked if this was his first time and he said “yes”. I almost ejaculated right them. I told him to lean over and kiss my hard on. He was kind of slow so I put one hand on his head and guided his mouth to my crotch. I held him there while he kissed and nibbled my dick through my slacks. I was so hard now that my dick hurt. I told him to unzip my slacks while I undid the belt.
His hands were literally shaking with excitement. I pulled my slacks down shorts with them. My boner sprang up right in his face. I laughed and said, “well…there he is…in all his glory”. By now, he was leaking cum…I pushed Jeremy’s mouth down on the tip so he could suckle the slimy liquid oozing out of my urethra. I had him lick it off. He pulled long stringers of cum back with his tongue as he began exploring my erection, the head, shaft and testicles.
I was ready so I pushed his head down until penis met teeth. “Open your mouth Jeremy…he wants to come in and get sucked”. Jeremy opened his mouth and in he went. Tongue met glans…glans met back of throat. Jeremy gagged, further exciting me. I pulled back to let him suck the head then we’d go slow while he got used to having a demanding penis in his mouth. Jeremy looked up almost pleading…torn between desire and revulsion. I had to laugh because I knew he had no option, his brain would force him to suck my dick and drink my cream even if he consciously didn’t want to. He was a twink and he had no choice but to pleasure me…with his mouth!
A few years back, I had let a friend suck me off one time in high school. He had literally begged me. When it came time to do it he told me he didn’t want to put my dirty cock in his mouth and suck it. But…he had no choice…he had to do it. He was being made to do it by something he didn’t know what. That was what was happening here. Jeremy’s mind was making him carry out his fantasy of submitting to a horny male who would make him go all the way…including swallowing semen.
I had my hand on Jeremy’s head and I pushed and pulled his head [and mouth] up and down my cock. I was determined to make it last so I pushed him off and them made him lick my balls. I wanted him to worship the source of the testosterone and sperm that he was about to eat. He actually sucked them, one at a time, while I humped his face telling him what a good job he was doing.
OMG…I was HOT, HOT, HOT! I could hardly wait to see how he handled a load of my sticky cum in his mouth…LOL!
Then, back to my totally stiff erection. I pushed his head down on it again and, this time, began in earnest to fuck his mouth. Not deep but just enough to make him choke on it now and then. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. I let him suckle and lick the head…. In and out….until I was ready.
I held his head tight and began spurting. I was grunting and swearing and pushing his head down on it…I was making him eat my entire masculine issue. My prostate, testicles and other glands emptied their rich cream in Jeremy’s mouth. He was green..lol! All that sticky, gooey slime in his mouth at one time…straight from between my legs. His stomach was wretching. His eyes were literally bulging out…LOL! He had a mouthful of my cum and I really wanted to watch him swallow it..
“Just hold it in your mouth and just let it trickle down your throat”. He held it but motioned that it wasn’t going anywhere. I told him to open his mouth and show it to me. It was a big pool of sticky white cream that filled his mouth. I loved it! Then, looking very brave, he took a big gulp and swallowed. Then he took another gulp and swallowed again. He coughed and choked but it was down. He started telling me how rough I was on him but he liked it. He sounded like a girl. His mouth was sticky with cum and he was lisping. I laughed and patted him on the head. “You did a good job for your first time”.
We went back in to the bar and sat with the very excited girls. They could see just by looking at him that he had done it! His lips were glossy with semen and his mouth was sticky and gooey. They all questioned me at once: “How was it? Did you…you know…in his mouth? Did he swallow? Did he like it? Did YOU like it?
I told them “I liked it”, “he did a decent job for his first time” AND---here it comes---“HE SWALLOWED”. They screamed with laughter at the picture of him with a mouthful of cock and creamy cum, unable to take it all at once. They all at once started telling him, “you see, I told you there is a lot to learn about how to give a guy a bj”. “It’s not that easy. You have to find out how each guy likes it…then do It for him”. “Now you know what he likes”, they all sang in unison.
Cindy and I eventually took off for my place. By now, she was horny as a hoot owl after seeing her brother with cum in his lips and the smell of my semen on his breath. They could all smell it wafting around the table as Jeremy began to explained it…and how much he had liked it. He said he was hooked. Monica asked, “would you do it again”? Jeremy answered, “OH YEAH…I’D DO IT AGAIN….AND AGAIN”, again to the screaming laughter of the girls.
When we were alone, the first thing Cindy said was, “OK, show me what you made my brother do for you. I said, “OK but I’ll have to pull over so we can get in the back seat”. She was eager and I was erect again. I could hardly wait to teach her the meaning of respect and she was licking her lips in anticipation of her lesson in obedience. This One loves being a GIRL…and all the things that go with it. Hey…so does her brother….LOL!

Confession#1
I have access to multiple friends house's and when they are on vacation I go to their house's and dress up in there clothes (my friends sisters clothes) Where I hump blankets and bust nuts etc... I also steel their clothes for my own personal use at my home.
Confession#2
I have a interest in bestiality as well one of my friends have a dog Ive sucked his dick and been mounted by him. I usually dress up like a woman in their sisters clothes and pretend im them getting mounted and fucked. I have never successfully been penetrated. I am also sad the dog is neutered.
Confession#3
I have licked and sucked and inserted a few of my friends and moms dildos and vibrators in my ass.
Confession#4
Ive stalked and broke into a girls house multiple times and stole clothes (contemplated hidden cameras)
Confession#5
I also am into rape and kidnapping and child pornography 12-13-14-15-OLD. I have contemplated kidnapping and raping a girl on Halloween night.
Confession#6
Ive eaten my own cum and gave myself facial. Why dressed up like a girl.
Confession#7
Im really into incest I get off to my niece and some cousins. I also fantasize about my friends fucking there sisters.

I dont think im gay I think I might be in the wrong body but I really like girls and pretending to be them. Or I think I might just get bored and try different things to get me off because sometimes the other things get old.

Here is the second chapter of my story - 'How do good girls end up as bitches?'

I hope that you like it.

Chapter Two � The Good Doctor

Now you�ve got to understand that I can�t detail every sexual event in my little life in this history, otherwise we would be here for weeks. But according to my diary, from the time of my first rape on my 13th birthday over the next 12 months I had sex of some sort with 87 people. Mostly with my Uncle Bob and Dad of course because they just couldn�t keep their hands and cocks off me, or out of me. And it was only when these two perverts started to get tired of fucking me that they saw a way of making extra money and humiliating me even more, so they started selling me, or trading me with other perverts so that they could get at other peoples� kids.

Most of these 87 people were men, as you might imagine, but there were some girls and women too. Some were forced to do stuff with me, others � like wife�s and girlfriends of the sex fiends I was given or sold to � did things with me because they liked it�got off on raping a young girl with a strap on, or making her eat them out while being fucked by their husband or whatever. My diary says that I did some kind of sex with 13 women over those 12 months.

So you see it would be long and pretty boring to tell you about every fuck, rape, blow job, beating, or whatever that I�ve done � but I�ll tell you about the things that marked me the most. The worst of the worst if you like.

One thing you can say about Uncle Bob is that he�s not stupid � corrupt, perverted, sadistic yes � stupid, no. The last thing he wanted on his hands was a pregnant 13 year old school girl, who happened to be his niece. What he needed fast was a tame doctor that would put me on the pill. True I hadn�t started my periods yet, but he didn�t want to take any chances. I know him and my Dad talked about having me sterilised permanently, just to be on the safe side, but Uncle Bob thought that maybe in the future they might want to �breed me� and that I might be worth more if I could get knocked up � wasn�t that kind of him? He also needed a way to keep track of whether I was clean or not, after all he didn�t want me passing on any diseases and getting his precious cock all messed up. So they needed a doctor to supply the necessaries.

Being a normal (although perverted) person, you might think it�s hard to find people to do what Uncle Bob needed? Well it�s not. There are perverts everywhere � doctors, nurses, police, politicians, business men and women, whatever. You name it and there�s someone out there dying to do it � for a price. And Uncle Bob seemed to know every scum bag and sex maniac in Manchester and further.

It took Uncle Bob only a couple of phone calls to have an appointment with his chosen medical help � a certain Dr. Stuart Radcliffe. A middle-aged, married general practitioner with two young kids of his own and ambitions towards serious incest, rape and torture.

My Dad and Uncle Bob took me along to the good doctor only 4 days after my first rape session � my birthday present if you remember. My pussy was still sore, but the bleeding had stopped after the second day, and I still had trouble walking normally. My ass was bruised from the spanking, but at least it didn�t hurt anymore when I sat down.

In the days after my first fucking both Uncle Bob and Dad had been satisfied with regular and frequent blowjobs, while watching the rape videos that they had made of me. They didn�t want to fuck me again until I�d been to the doctor, just in case they did permanent damage to my cunt and organs � how caring! So they were happy just to fuck my face instead. And I was relieved to have an easy way out as well, because my pussy was so fucking sore I felt like I had broken glass stuffed up me and bits of blood kept staining my panties � but mum never said a word when she washed my bloody underwear, maybe she thought I�d started my periods? And taking a pee or a shit � Jesus Holy Christ did that burn! I had to squat over the toilet and spread my little cunt lips wide to make sure none of the piss touched my bruised and battered skin. And for some damned reason every time I needed to squeeze out a turd the shit seemed to put pressure on my ripped pussy, making every shit-taking a nightmare.

So there I was on Monday afternoon, sitting in Dr. Radcliffe�s waiting room, wearing Dad�s idea of cute little girl clothes � a tight red t-shirt with little white bunnies and multi-coloured flowers embroidered over the front, a white cotton skirt that just reached about 6 inches above my knees (very short in other words), white ankle socks of course and red open-toe sandals. If I hadn�t kept my knees firmly pressed together you would have been able to see the black silk panties that Daddy had picked out for me, but pressed together they were. My bra of course matched the panties, but you couldn�t see any of that through the t-shirt, you would just have enjoyed glancing at my 30AA boobs and wondering just what it would be like to squeeze those firm, ripe apples.

Dr. Radcliffe had made the appointment for us to arrive after his other patients had gone and his receptionist had finished for the day. So we had him all to ourselves and we soon went through to his office. Now Dr. Radcliffe is not an impressive looking man, being 45 years old, already having a well developed hair hole and a bulging belly � the result of too many Rotary Club lunches and pints of beer in the local strip clubs. The good doctor was of course happily married � happy in the sense that he could screw whoever he wanted as long as his wife didn�t have to hear about it. He is also the father of two children, the oldest � a girl of 8 called Wendy, and a boy of 6 called Jason. As I was soon to find out Dr. Radcliffe had well developed plans for these poor little mites. If you like that kind of thing I�m sure you can imagine the sort of deprived acts he leeringly discussed with Uncle Bob and my Dad.

Once sitting comfortably in Dr. Radcliffe�s rather tatty office and having exchanged the usual British pleasantries about the weather, the price of beer and Manchester United�s chances for next season, we got down to business. At least the perverts did � I was just the object of the discussion and something to be negotiated over as to the level and frequency of abuse I was to endure as payment for the medical services they needed. Money was never mentioned in the discussion since it was clear from the start that the doctor expected payment in kind for his involvement. The question was just how little could Dad and Uncle Bob get away with in terms of my time with the doctor and which holes could he abuse during that time. The doctor had a particular wish to take advantage of my virgin anus and this was not on the table (so to speak) for Uncle Bob and Dad. They wanted to keep this prize for themselves, or at least to be able to auction my ass cherry off to the highest bidder � another great money-making idea from Uncle Bob.

So an agreement was reached and hands were shaken � I was to visit the doctor at his office or a place of his choice once per month, for a duration of 2 hours - for my check up and examination. He would provide all the prescriptions necessary for my contraception and if necessary arrange any abortions that may crop up if contraception failed. Should any sexual diseases be contracted, then he would take care of the treatment. If any other drugs or services were required from him then more time would be allocated or more services provided by me, to be negotiated at the time. On his part during the two hours per month he could take advantage of either my mouth or cunt, or any other part of my body, but he could not penetrate my ass with anything bigger than his finger. Nor could he inflict any permanent marks or damage on my body, but otherwise any torture was permitted. Bruises were allowed as long as they were not visible when I was in public or during school activities. He was also allowed to take photos or videos, but these could not be sold or distributed without my Uncle, or Dad�s permission. He was also not allowed to offer me to anyone else during the two hours. There�deal done, negotiations over � time to sample the merchandise.

So my first examination time had come and although I�m sure Uncle Bob and Dad were tempted to stay and watch, they decided to go off for a couple of beers and would come back in two hours. They reminded the doctor that I really did need examining and then took my prescription off to get my pill supply.

Give the doctor his credit, he did take his time and examine me thoroughly. After nicely asking me to strip he took my weight and blood pressure and he measured my height and physical statistics � maybe he over did the measuring of my boobs a bit, but he did act like a doctor. He was wearing a long white doctor�s coat so I couldn�t see the state of his cock, but from the way he was starting to sweat as I slowly pulled my t-shirt over my head, shaking out my long black hair, and unzipped my skirt I would say he must have had the boner of his life. And yes I was doing it slowly � why? Because he only had 2 hours with me and every second I could keep him off me the happier I would be. So down came the zipper on my tight little skirt�so slowly�reaching behind me with both hands for the zipper and pushing out my boobs so that he got a good look. Wriggling my hips (if a 13 year old girl has hips!), I slipped the skirt down my long smooth legs�and his bulging eyes followed it down�down to my shoes�me bending with the skirt so that he can get an eye full of what�s in my bra.

I straightened up holding the skirt and looked around innocently for somewhere to put it � what a neat girl. I folded it nicely and set it down on the chair nearest the door. Five more minutes gone! Now for the bra�reaching behind to the clasp�licking my lips, �It�s so dry in here doctor, could I have a glass of water, please?� The clasp opens and I ease the shoulder straps down over my arms, the cups still snugly holding on to my boobs.

I thought he would pass out at this point; he was steaming and gripping the desk so hard his knuckles were white. God I was actually enjoying this strip tease! I wriggled my shoulders to shake off the bra and he gasped out loud as my cute little apples came into view � light brown orbs, tight and firm with slightly darker aureoles and cute little nubs standing up under the scrutiny of Dr. Radcliffe. The bra joined the skirt and still the seconds ticked by with no movement from the doc.

Putting one foot up on the chair nearest to him I bent down to take off my sandal, my boobs tantalising the hypnotised doctor�off with the sandal and then the little white ankle sock. Then the second shoe and sock followed, again placed neatly on the growing pile of clothes.

Now for the moment of truth though, I only had my panties left to delay with. Hooking a thumb into each side I began to wriggle the silky black underwear down, over my hot little ass. Over my hips�slow�must do it slowly�easing them down one side at a time�rocking them down my thighs�the crotch sticking to my pussy for a second as they slide down my long, smooth legs � long for a 13 year old anyway. Down to my knees now�lifting one foot, then the other as my nakedness is finally complete and the warm panties dangle from my finger. Neatly folded they too joined my skirt, t-shirt and socks on the pile.

Standing naked in front of the doctor�s desk he studied me from head to toe�paying particular attention to my boobs and pussy. He finally moved a hand and made a circling motion with his finger, �Turn around please Sonia,� he asked. And of course I was happy to make a slow turn so that he could take all the time he wanted to check out my ass.

Slowly he stood and came around the desk and pointed to his weighing scales � more time taken up with a real examination, but that meant really touching me, and that built up his confidence as he started stroking and squeezing his way through checking my breasts, taking the temperature in my mouth, my pussy and my ass! For God�s sake, who ever heard of taking a temperature that way? At least my blood pressure was normal, which is more than we can say about his I�m sure!

�Just hop up onto the examination couch Sonia and put your feet in the stirrups,� says the doc as we get to the part that I really wasn�t looking forward to, the pussy inspection. He slipped on a pair of transparent latex gloves � you know I�ve always found the taste of these gloves a turn on, like whenever I go to the dentist and he (or she) starts pushing these rubber-covered fingers around my mouth it just makes me so hot and I have to fight the urge to start sucking them. Do you feel like that? Anyway it�s not my mouth the old doc wants to poke around in, and he wastes no time pouring gel over his hands and sliding his fingers into my exposed hole. One, two and then a third finger�even with the gel this is stretching things to the limit. I can feel his fingers probing around inside my tender slit, my first ever deep exam. He grunts a couple of times like he�s found something worth digging at and then pulls out his fingers with a rude slurping sound � God that sound is just so rude, sort of like a wet fart when someone pulls out of a wet cunt or ass hole, I always get embarrassed when I hear it.

So next up (literally) is the speculum - cold but at least he lubricated it before sliding that damn torture device up my tight little snatch. Felt like I was being raped by some robot from Mars�and then my poor tight little slit is being stretched wider�.wider�Jesus Christ he�s going to split me in half! �Just relax and it won�t hurt a bit.� No it won�t hurt a bit, it hurts a fucking LOT! My screams echoed around the office and if anyone had been in the building they would have thought I was being slaughtered. But I was going nowhere, with my feet held up and legs spread wide enough to dislodge my joints. My hands gripped the sides of the couch for all they were worth.

�Now, now Sonia,� says Doc Pervert, �We can�t have you wriggling around like that, you might fall off the couch and hurt yourself.� So the doctor opens a drawer behind the couch and produces a set of thick black leather straps. With my mind occupied with the pain in my over-stretched cunt, he�s quickly able to fasten the straps around each wrist to a metal bar running under the seat of the couch. A third, longer strap is attached to both sides of the couch, across my neck � securing my head. From the same drawer he brings out a cute leather ring-gag, which he pushes into my gasping mouth and buckles behind my head. No room to move now and not much sound I can make either, just whooshing or oofing sounds like some damn retard. But the point was that I could make some sound, just not loud or coherent � that�s what he wanted, and a normal gag would have stopped me making any sound. Why was that important? Because he was going to whip me and he was going to get off on my hushed, but not blocked, screams!

Now it was the doc�s turn to strip and he did it a whole lot faster than I had. In 10 seconds flat he was naked except for his fucking socks � can you believe it, he kept his fucking socks on! I guess he hadn�t filled his toy collection at that time because the only thing he had to whip me with was the leather belt that had been holding his trousers up (pants for you Americans). And that was plenty, but at least he didn�t use the end with the buckle.

The first strike of a whip is not the worst you know? It comes as a shock, but it doesn�t hurt the most. To help increase the pain of the blows you need the victim to anticipate the pain and be waiting for it � almost feeling it before the whiplash lands. It�s in the mind of the victim, the extra pain. It�s true, try it.

I don�t think the doc had much experience of this sort of thing � maybe I was his first real chance to try out his fantasies. He landed some pretty hard lashes across my tits and stomach, and I tried to scream � just as he wanted me to, but he seemed to be holding back � unsure of what strength to put into each blow.

The first hit caught me just at the bottom of my breasts and the shock made me strain against the straps and my pussy contracted against the metal spreader still stuck up inside me�trying to push the fucker out of me. But the shock made me suck air in and I didn�t scream at all � the second blow an instant later landed across my stomach � and brought out all the air in a pathetic �Whoosh!� that turned into an even more stupid �Wooor!� sound as the last air left my lungs. He got into a bit of a rhythm after that and gave me a couple of seconds between lashes, so I could get my next breath ready for the almost-scream. And that is what increases the pain � the anticipation of the hit. The knowing it�s coming and the hopelessness of not being able to stop it. Helpless, even unable to scream or turn away from the blows. And I can see him standing there with the belt � naked, his little cock standing up hard against his pot belly. He�s sweating like a pig with the excitement and effort, swinging the belt again��Waugh�..augh�.augh!� Is all I can manage as the tears come pouring out and my half-gagged screams get cut off as I run out of breath and have to drag in another lung full of air.

But tears aren�t the only liquid that started to leak � it�s one of the odd things about me, when I take a beating sooner or later I start to pee. Not big gushing streams, but a little trickle, a few drops at a time as my bladder loses some of its control. And that started now�drops of pee falling from my strained pussy onto the doctor�s office carpet.

It didn�t take long for Herr Doktor to notice my leak and to my surprise he stopped the beating. At first I thought it was because he didn�t want the mess on his carpet, but no he pulled a stool over in front of my slowly leaking pussy and started taking out the metal intruder. Relief! He was a bit rough taking the damn thing out, but I wasn�t about to complain. What he did next really surprised me � I mean REALLY surprised me. He put his mouth to my slit and started lapping at the leaking piss! Now this really was a first for me. I�ve been made to drink a man�s pee before a few times, but I�ve never had anyone drinking mine.

He was pushing his face deeper into my slit now and trying to suck my pee hole, opening my lips with his thumbs�drinking right from the source you might say. I could feel him sucking at me and so I did him a favour � hey you like my pee, have more. So I let him have it, not all at once, just sort of opened the tap a little and let him slurp it down.

I guess this was a big thing for him and really got his motor running. As soon as he�d sucked down the last drop � and there was quite a lot � he stood up, boner in hand and just stuck it straight into the place his mouth had just left. Now his cock was pretty pathetic, but still my pussy was still quite raw from all the mauling that it had received lately and it took a fair amount of effort for him to stuff that skinny 6 incher into my cunny. But this was nothing like the fucking my Dad and Uncle Bob had given me, and old doc Radcliffe humped away for a couple of minutes, his hands squeezing and pulling at my titties, and then he was over the edge. And yes I could feel him inside me, of course I could�I felt every push, every pull back and then every spurt of his dirty cum inside my belly. The fuck lasted maybe 2-3 minutes maximum, so it was no big deal. But my tits and stomach were on fire from the belting. I was bright red from the neck to my pussy � and my pussy was pretty damn sore as well.

He pulled out of me as soon as he got his breath back, pulled out like all guys do, just leaving me with a gaping hole, empty, already leaking cum down from my cunt to my ass crack.

You know guys, once you�ve had your fun and blown your load you are pretty pathetic creatures. You lose all interest in the girl you just fucked, even if you promised her the universe if she would just let you into her pants. I guess that�s why you like hookers so much � no need for commitments. And I guess that�s why guys like me so much, because they can do what they want and just pull their cocks out without a thought. Am I right? You bet your wife I�m right � yeah that�s right, what are wives really for? Fucking � forget it, after the first 50 times it�s a drag right? Having kids - how many guys really give a shit about raising kids? Looking after the house and doing the shopping - it�s not worth it, cheaper to hire a maid. Am I right?

So the doc has blown his load and got his money�s worth. Now he can�t wait to get me out the door and the straps and gag come off fast enough to take the skin off my wrists and neck. He was gentleman enough to help me get my legs down from the stirrups and hand me some tissue for the cum that�s leaking down my ass and puddling on the couch. There wasn�t enough left up me to trickle down my legs, so waddling like a fucked duck I was able to get dressed without getting a mess on my clothes. Putting on my t-shirt hurt like hell, but I left my bra off because my tits were all swollen and it would never have fitted.

As soon as I was dressed the doc hustled me out of his office and into his waiting room � not as much as a single word was said. I guess he called my Dad because 15 minutes later he and Uncle Bob arrived to take me home. From the time Dad had left until he picked me up, the whole thing had taken just over an hour. I guess I got off easy, but the doc certainly found it easy to get off using me.

That was the first time with the doctor, but after that he was a quick learner and every time was a bit harder for me, a bit more painful and the sessions got started a whole lot faster. If you want I�ll tell you more about the doctor and his experiments, just let me know � maybe I�ll make him the subject of a whole story, not just a chapter, he would like that.

You know, when you are writing one of these stories you sort of get drained and find yourself wanting to wrap them up quickly. When I first wrote this down I had thought that I would end this chapter here, but as I was laying in bed the morning after writing it I started thinking about what happened after I had finished with the doctor and was on my way home. Before I knew it my hand was down between my legs and I was masturbating furiously as I remembered what had happened in the car after my Dad and Uncle Bob picked me up. And I thought, after I had cum, maybe you would like to read about it � maybe it would make you feel the way I did this morning?

So, we walked out to Uncle Bob�s car � a shiny new BMW 5 series, pale blue with soft leather seats. Uncle Bob always had nice things and he liked fast new cars � never really figured out where he got his money from though to buy them.

It was pretty clear to me as we walked that they had been on more than just beer while I had been with the doctor. Even though I was a bit preoccupied with my own aches and pains I could tell they were both pretty high. My Dad got in the driver's seat and Uncle Bob got in the back with me. I love the smell of new cars, especially the new leather and today there was more than just the new car smells, there was a fug of smoke from the joints that they had smoked on the way over to pick me up. A nice sweet smell that I often smelled around Uncle Bob when he was in one of his more relaxed moods.

With Uncle Bob�s arm around my shoulder we zoomed off into the evening traffic and Uncle Bob asked me to tell him everything about what had happened after they left me with the doctor � �Everything�, he said with a leer, �Every little detail of what he did to you and what you did.� So I did. I told them about the striptease, about the examination, about how he strapped me to the couch and about the whipping. When I told him about that part he told me to lift up my t-shirt so he could see the marks and swellings. He whistled when he saw how swollen and red my breasts were and he gently cupped my left breast in his right hand and massaged my poor little nipple � which happily responded to his touch by stiffening for him. He liked that and stroked a bit harder, then switched to my other nipple and got that to stand to attention as well.

I could tell from the bulge in his trousers that he liked my story and he told me go on, with every detail. So then I told him about how the doctor had lapped up my pee and sucked down every drop from my bladder as I lay there strapped to his examination couch. That part nearly caused an accident as my Dad hadn�t been paying attention to the driving and nearly ran into a truck turning into a side street. A few nasty words were exchanged between Dad and Uncle Bob about driving tests and road safety and we were back into the story again. But Uncle Bob kept coming back to the pee drinking part and he seemed fascinated by it. After I had been over every detail at least 3 times he had to have some release, his cock was just too painful cramped into his jeans.

�Come on baby� he says, �time to help Uncle Bob relax after a hard day.� And he pointed down at his zip. Now you should know that Uncle Bob always liked me to do all the work around satisfying him. You might have noticed that in my first chapter when Uncle Bob made me rape myself on his cock? Yes, he is a lazy bastard and likes to add to my humiliation by having me make all the moves. So cock sucking often starts by me having to undo his zipper and extract the cock that is going to abuse me. That�s what happened now and with both hands I reached down and undid the button of his jeans and lowered the zip. Since his cock was applying full pressure on the material it was quite a job getting him open. But I�ve got small, delicate hands and longer slender fingers, perfect for wrapping around a cock, or opening zips under pressure.

Uncle Bob has a pretty good figure (for his age � 43 at that time, my Dad was 37) and his beer gut is smaller than my Dad�s. He�s also not so hairy. And, very important for trying to give blowjobs in cars, he wears cool, ball hugging underwear that slips down easily. He lifted his ass to help me get his underwear and jeans down to his knees, and there was Uncle Bob�s trouser snake ready for action � as usual.

The traffic was pretty heavy as we drove along and we were going pretty slow, from one traffic light to the next, crawling along really. So it was easy for me to just lean down and take his cock head into my mouth, left hand cupping his balls, right hand holding the root of his shaft. Giving a blowjob in a fast moving car can be a bit awkward if the road is bumpy or there are lots of bends. You either end up doing unexpected deep throat, or half biting off the poor guy�s member. Very risky. But no worries right now, it was a routine, well practised exercise of my tongue and suction � at least it started that way.

I had given Uncle Bob my bra as we got into the car � I didn�t need it and I had no pockets to put it in. But now Uncle Bob found a use for it � that is he reached down and pulled my hands behind my back, tying them at the wrists with my bra. So there I am sitting beside him on his left, but half turned towards him with my head buried in his lap and my hand bound behind me. Believe me this is not an easy to position to work in and requires balance and strong neck muscles, as well as good sucking technique to keep the cock where it needs to be. Fortunately (if I can say that), Uncle Bob was only using my mouth to warm up on. He wanted a fuck and of course I had to do all the work. He pulled my up by my hair and said, �Time to saddle up sweetie, let�s see if you can ride Uncle Bob all the way home.�

With my hands tied it wasn�t easy and I was glad that Uncle Bob�s car had darkened windows or else half of Manchester would have witnessed my ass riding Uncle Bob�s cock. With a little (a very little) help Uncle Bob positioned me over his cock, my head bent under the roof of the car and my knees on the seat either side of his waist. He did lower his ass on the seat just to give my legs space to get in the right position to mount him. And he did hold his cock for me�putting it against the entrance to my cunt and rubbing his pre-cum and my saliva up and down my pussy lips.

�Ok baby, take it� he says. So of course I obliged him, letting my weight sink down onto his shaft, but doing it really, really slowly, letting my pussy stretch open with each inch of his cock. Even driving along slowly the streets of Manchester aren�t that smooth and each bump pushed his cock in that bit further. Dad was watching in the rear-view mirror and Uncle Bob reminded him to keep his fucking eyes on the road.

Now you�ve got to remember that although I�ve given hundreds of blowjobs and hand jobs over the years, this was only my 4th fuck. And I�m still only 13 so my pussy was really, really tight. But I had just been opened by the good doctor and fucked (fuck number 3), so it was a bit easier to fit Uncle Bob in this time. And it was a bit less painful since there was some of the doctor�s gel and a bit of his cum still up there, helping me along a bit.

By using my legs it was pretty easy to control the rhythm of the fuck, even with the bumping and turning of the car. It helped that Uncle Bob�s cock was big enough to stay up my cunt even with the rough ride � trying to ride a little skinny cock like this would be impossible, it would just keep slipping out.

So with my t-shirt pushed up Uncle Bob�s hands had free access to my bruised and battered boobs, and he took full advantage with his tweaking and squeezing. And for him it was a pretty fast fuck because we hadn�t been at it more than 10 minutes when he started grunting and thrusting harder into me, hands on my hips now, and his cock started pumping and spurting into my tight cunt tube.

The hardest part about a fuck like this is getting off a still-hard cock! With my hands still tied and Uncle Bob still pretty hard, it was like a contortionist act to lift my ass off him and get it back onto the seat next to him. And that�s when something really odd happened � if you didn�t think it was odd enough for an under-age girl�s uncle to be fucking her on the back seat of a car driven by her father!

Like I said, Uncle Bob liked his cars and he liked to keep them clean, so as soon as my well-fucked ass touched his back seat he goes ballistic!

�What the fuck are you doing you stupid slut?� He screamed, and my Dad almost crashed again for the 20th time. �Stop the fucking car.� He yelled at my Dad, �The bitch is leaking all over my leather seats�.

So Dad zoomed into the first side-street he could find and skidded to a stop. Out he jumped and leaped to my door, wrenching it open. �Get out you moron.� Dad screamed into my face as he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me through the door.

�Holy fuck! Look at that mess on my leather. She�s leaked cum all over it. You FUCKING BITCH!�

He was in a real state. Angrier than I�d ever seen him. Probably made worse because he was still pretty high from the drugs he�d been on. I was just standing at the side of the car shaking with fear. I could tell my Dad was pretty scared too because he was all white and just kept saying �Take it easy Bob, she didn�t mean it.� And at least he stood between me and Uncle Bob; otherwise I think he would have kicked the shit out of me.

�Well it was your stupid bitch that made the fucking mess so you had better clean it up.� Was Uncle Bob�s answer, and he stood over my Dad with his fists clenched.

So my Dad pulls his handkerchief from his pocket and starts to wipe off the leather seat. �Not like that you fucking queer.� Says Uncle Bob with a sick grin on his face, �I know you like the taste of cum now and again, so let�s see you clean it properly � with your fucking tongue!�

My Dad went tomato red and opened his mouth to argue, but I think he saw Uncle Bob was in a mood for a fight and Dad would have been no match for him. So, like I was dreaming or something, Dad bends down and starts licking up the mix of his brother�s cum and my pussy juice that had dripped and been smeared all over the back seat.

While I�m standing there with my mouth open like an idiot, Uncle Bob has whipped out his camera and is filming Dad lapping and sucking at the cum I�ve leaked. And Dad starts to really get into it, rubbing his cock through his trousers as he slides his tongue over the wet leather upholstery.

So there�s this unbelievable scene � while my Uncle sticks his camera through the door on the other side, my Dad goes at the seat until it�s shiny and clean as new again. But of course now my Dad has a boner again and needs taking care of.

�Let�s do that again you fucking homo, only this time lets get the whole thing on cam.� Says Uncle Bob. �Sonia, you can jerk off good old Johnny-boy, right there on my seat and then Daddy can clean it up, good as new � OK?�

Now this is just sooooo weird, but we get ourselves set � right there in this side-street where anyone could pass by. Dad�s standing at the open door, his zip open and cock out, me crouching on the car floor behind the passenger seat � and Uncle Bob is filming the crazy scene from the other side of the car.

So I take Daddy�s boner in my right hand and start wanking him, nice and slow � for the camera. The back seat light is on so everything looks good for Uncle Bob�s masterpiece. Dad is well gone and is just oozing pre-cum all over my hand. I reach under his balls with my left hand to help him get there and after only a couple of minutes I can feeling him tightening-up, getting ready to shoot, his cum boiling out of his balls.

I moved my left hand quickly out of the way so the cum didn�t land on me and just used my right hand to milk him as he came, squeezing his load out and aiming into the middle of the back seat. The first spurts though reached almost all the way to Uncle Bob and splattered the full length of the back seat. Anybody can say what they want, but I know how to give a great hand-job and get every last drop of cum from a man�s balls!

So that was the first part of Uncle Bob�s script, now we needed the pervy part. We needed Daddy to clean up his own mess.

Now I know a lot of you guys get turned on at the idea of being made to lick up your own cum, but mostly that�s while you have a hard cock and haven�t unloaded. Once you have dumped your load it�s a whole new story and it�s only a real pervert that will REALLY get down and enjoy licking up his own hot cum.

So I guess my Dad really is special because he got down there with his face still all sweaty from the orgasm and started cleaning that leather seat like he was a porn super star. All I had to do was lean back against the seat behind me and let Uncle Bob get his close-ups as Dad scooped up the cum load with his tongue, displayed it nicely for the camera and then swallowed. I couldn�t have done it any better. Dad did a great job of finding and cleaning up every drop and polishing the leather seat to perfection.

Now you�ve got to admit that this would be memorable to a young girl, seeing her Dad for the first time do something that was pretty �gay�. And I can�t say I really looked at Dad the same way after that. I think that it must have marked a turning point for Dad too because I witnessed many other gay acts by him over the next years, usually with young boys and often with shocking violence and even �snuff� for the boys during or after he fucked them. I�ll put some of this in later chapters for you �bi� guys. Let me know if you want more.

I confess that I'm alright to be alone for the rest of my life because I am a horrible horrible person. Constantly masturbating alone or on camera for others.

I confess that I'm strangely alright to be a virgin until I die. Unfortunately I do want a relationship with someone just for snuggles with some and maybe a bit of mutual fiddling with our privates.

I figured that this may not be a good confession post, so here is one I think might be quite nice.

Ever since I moved to Utah I have met a group of friends and jokingly we just have outbursts of being gay. Grinding and dry-humping on each other. Mainly just to annoy or get out a good laugh. With one friend in particular I did this a lot, and we did it in public to, always eliciting some chuckles from the people around us. It got to a point where we would hold hands briefly and kiss. Of course he would shy away after a bit and we'd just say "Just kidding" or whatever. What he doesn't know is that I absolutely love it.

WARNING! GAY CONTENT!
Obviously I've got a confession to make, otherwise I wouldn't be here.
When I was younger, ie. late teens Some times I loved to put on a sweat suit and go commando. I wore only a pair of flipflops.
I'd walk about half a mile and into the woods near a ski jump. As it was hidden from the road, there was a clearing with just grass and straws. I'd strip off my clothes and just frolic naked and barefoot.
Roling in the grass, lay myself on the grass and then hump the grass til I came.
Weird, I know, but I enjoyed it..
I should point out that it was around 3-4 in the morning and so I didn't expect any people around. And I'd been lucky for a long long time...

But one day my luck ran out and I was caught by a guy who was our taking a stroll at 4.30-ish.
He wanted to know why I was fucking the grass. I was completely taken aback by his presence and in a move so not what I normally would have answered, I said that I needed the satisfaction.
He then asked me if I was afraid of being naked in front of him. I rolled to my side.
And exposed myself to him. What do you think? I quickly saw he had intentions by the bulge in his pants.
He asked me if he could touch me and I told him that he could touch me anywhere he wanted to and he then proceeded to pull down his own pants and asked me to touch his.
And pretty soon we were wanking each other off.
When I came in his hand, he immediately lapt it up like it was some kind of fine wine. Afterwards he licked up everything in my hands.
And after he did that, he pulled his pants up and asked me if I had any plans the following week, which I didn't and told him so. He wanted to meet me in the woods the following week at the same time, which I I didn't and told him so.
I told him that the next time, that I wanted to see him just as naked as me.
And the following week day that we agreed on, I showed up and ditched the clothes as I had done on previous occasions. I hid them in a hollow tree just at the mouth of the forest clearing.
I wasn't too sure what to expect, so I hid near the hollow tree. And sure enough, he arrived at the same time as we had agreed to.

I emerged from my hiding and I could tell that he was glad to see me.
He hugged me and then kissed my neck before asking me to lay down on the wet grass, which I did.
He then started to kiss me all over.
Quite literally all over.
Even the bottom of my feet. Which was a bit weird, but I just relaxed and let him do it. When he told me that he wanted to suck my dick, I didn't even hide my excitement and relented quickly.
After he was done sucking me off for the third time. All the while I was busy wanking him. I had his cum all over my hands and
He wanted to fuck me. but I was simply too tired to do go along with it.
When I woke up an hour later, he was no where to be seen and I was albeit a little sore behind.
Not that much though.
So I found my clothes, put them back on and went back home.
I never saw him again, and I know that I should have been traumatised or whatever, but I honestly didn't pay it that much thought.
I still enjoy the odd butt fuck so he didn't scar me for life.
Though now I do it indoors and with guys I know and trust.

So a couple nights ago I went to a sleazy gay bar. Lots of old pervy white dudes. Figured I would grab a drink, enjoy the young go go dancers and have some fun. One guy comes up to me and without asking rubs my ass. I get defensive and back up, but he persists. He asks if he can buy me a drink. I say, hey free drink, why not. He gets me the drink and we chill on a couch. He seems nice enough but very pushy. Makes attempts at my crotch, rubs my leg, tries to get me to sit on his lap. After a couple more drinks, I start loosening up. Soon he is grabbing my crotch, getting on top of me, I can see his small cock hard in his pants. Constantly filling my cup, he is even more bold. This place doesn't care, too dark and too seedy to give a shit.

I can't complain, he is rubbing my cock and getting me really horny. I've been dating girls my whole life but he seems to have a great touch. Something a girl just wouldn't understand. He asks me if I would come back home with him. I was very drunk at this point so I said, yes, just no sex, I have a girlfriend. He swears that he just wants to hang out. I know that's a dumb move, but I'm horned up and very drunk so I believe anything. He leads me to the subway. Not many people on the platform so he begins his assault on me, this time in the pants. He gets me over to a darker, non populated area and puts his hands down my backside. I feel his fingers searching then finally inserting into my asshole. I let out a moan and he smiles. For some reason I start humping his finger. My dick is rock hard. I have to get on the train with stares as I can't seem to control my cock. He rubs my leg and says it will only be a couple stops.

We get to his place, a high rise in Midtown. When we are on the elevator he unbuttons my pants. I try to push away but before I know it, he has his tongue up my asshole. It feels so good that I can't say stop. The elevator gets to the 10th floor to pick up a passenger, he quickly gets up and has me grab my pants. The girl looks at me oddly because my pants aren't done and I have a huge boner. We get to his floor and he marches me right to his bedroom.

I have no idea what to do. He pulls all my clothes off. Grabs my toes and starts licking and sucking them. Yet again, it feels great so I can't stop him. He spits on his cock and puts my feet on them. He is humping his 4.5" cock on my feet so hard. He then grabs for my cock and starts sucking it. I feel him cupping my balls, caressing the cum from my cock. He is fingering my hole and getting me so turned on I don't even know what to do. He flips me over and starts back on my hole. I let out all kinds of girlish moans and groans. Things I have never heard myself utter in my life. I can't believe this is happening but no way am I going to stop him. Then I feel him push his cock against my hole. I know he doesn't have a condom and I have never been fucked so I try to squirm. He pushes my hands down. Tells me to stop moving or it will hurt more. I say no, I don't want it. Please stop. He is too busy pushing his cock inside my tight hole.

With one big push it finally enters fully. I can feel how hard and turned on he is. He likes when I resist. His chubby body falls on my back, pumping away at my hole. I feel balls slapping at my ass. His sweat on my neck. I feel sick that I am letting this guy use me. I know that he got me wasted to fuck the shit out of me. He feels at my crotch and finds that I am totally hard. Precum dripping out. He says you like that baby? You like daddies dick in your ass? I can only moan as his thrusts become harder.

After what seems like forever, I finally hear his pants become stronger. His sweat is all over me, his tongue licking my neck. He is fucking me like an animal, like a dog with a bitch in heat. He lets me know that he is going to cum. I start trying to yell please don't but he covers my mouth and starts sucking on my neck as I feel the warm liquid inside of me. He keeps pumping it deeper and deeper. Finally he collapses on me, totally spent. I'm very erect and really hope he will turn his attention to my throbbing cock. Instead he grabs my clothes and me, swings me out of the room then tosses me into the hallway. I protest but he slams the door in my face.

I sit in the hallway, totally naked, cum running from my asshole. I don't know what else to do. I'm drunk and horny, so I jack off furiously in the hall and cum on the floor. Afterwards I feel deep regret with what happened but I'm still feeling totally turned on. I put on my clothes and head home.

Ever since then, I can't stop thinking about that night. How I was just a fucktoy for some rich old fat asshole. How he is probably finding another boy just like me to take out his animal lust on. I envy them, someday I will find him and thank him for opening my eyes, and my asshole.

Warning: gay, crossdressing and trap stuff in this post.

I confess that i am kind of addicted to womens underwear, i had gay experiences and here are some of my adventures.

First of all a bit about this panty and crossdressing fetish:

It started a few years ago, my brother had a kind of hot girlfriend, maybe 7/10. I found hear panties and strings in the laundry and the smell turned me on. i used to masturbate to or into them.
I befriended her family and her twin sisters in my age. We used to go to the same school and everytime i was at their place, i used to go trough the laundry on the bathroom and smell their panties. i found it to be super hot especially when they started wearing thongs.
I used to be in a relationship with both, but it wasn't for a long duration. I had the opportunity to see and touch their pussys multiple times but it never went further. I still ask my self why i didn't pushed things but i guess i was just too embarrased by the situations. To this day, about 4 years later, i still smell their panties if i am over at their place.

In those 4 Years my father found a new girlfriend and she moved to our place together with her daughter, same age as me. She wasn't good looking maybe 5/10 but her body was nice.
A few months later i started hooking up with her, but she was very childish and i got basically cockblocked by her embarrasment. she even thought that masturbation would be gross. She teased me many times with stuff like humping me a bit or pushing my face between her legs, but everytime i wanted to go further she went back and told me to stop. i knew it made her wet because once she went into the shower after teasing me again and i smelled her panties afterwards and they were wet.

This was around 2 years ago. Today she had a bunch of boyfriends for short durations and noticeable many female friends over. One of them lived at our place for about 2 weeks and it was like wet panty heaven for my panty fetish. anyway i looked trough her room and found condoms, lube and dildos under her bed. One of the dildos was a double ended one. the look and imagination of her having sex with her female friends gave me and instant boner.
I found her lingerie stash, everything in a big box. I went trough it and got turned on to the max. i just had to try them on so i wore a pair of stockings with a string and a corset like top. i had the feeling to have the largest boner in my life so far and i went further, i kept wearing the stuff, got into my shoes and jacked and went out with our dog for a walk. (Little note: my parents are on vacation for a few weeks and i stayed home alone) It was already dark and i live in a rather quiet place. At this time almost no one is on the streets. My dick was building a little tent under my jacket the whole time and i had to dodge two people but i came back home without beeing seen. (atleast i hope so) I sat down in the lingerie and started fapping. It was an impressing orgasm but not the best i had so far.

Now to the gay stuff:

I have a friend that i know since preschool. he was my best friend for a long time and after puberty we started to do some "experiments". We basically had anal sex everyday after or even while we are in school. It was almost always me fucking him because i hated the feeling of it. I started trying that stuff with dildos i found, mentioned above.
I slept over at his place or he was at my place and we would always watch porn or do some roleplay. sometiems one of us even prentended to be a girl. Our last session was around 1 month ago. he was home alone and we had some fun with his sexdolls, but we ran out of lube so the sex was literally a pain in the ass. we stopped it and continued sucking each other off instead. I like giving blowjobs but i hate cum.
We even played a few games like hide & seek and the one who gets found within 2min must strip one piece of clothing off.
We explored the room of his milf (maybe in the late 30's. pretty nice body, blonde etc) and found some anal beads, handcuffs and a strapon. That thing was huge, he tried fitting it but it was too big.
At the end he fucked me with the help of the rest lube and spit and he came in me. Since he always looses his mood in and instant, i had to fap with his pockedpussy.

A few days later he was over at my place and we basically did the same stuff expect that i sucked him off and he came in my mouth. i went to work later, still with the feeling of his dick in my butt.

Then there is this other guy who i know since highschool.
We used to be good friends and we did normal stuff except that we fapped together to porn sometimes.
We once had this girl who was showing off on the cam and we sent her some dickpics of us. she continued to fap to them and my friend said what i would give him if he would suck my dick. i said idk and he started to open my pants and suck my dick.
I knew where this was going to i started to give him a handjob while hes doing it and damn is cock was like triple the size of mine, even though he was only a year older.
He seemed to like sucking it because he did it alot in the next months, maybe even a year. i dont remember. then there was this one night. i was sleeping over at his place and he was home alone. he played some games and then he went out of the room and came back wearing stockings and other lingerie and even a latex corset from his mothers friend. she was living at their place for a bit because her husband kicked her out.
We did some roleplay and i proceeded to suck and fuck him. after i came gloryously in his ass, i continued to suck him off, because he didn't liked the feeling of fucking me. It was the first time someone came in my mouth and it wasn't that bad as i expected it to be. The warm and salty taste still surprised me a bit so i spit it out and made him laugh.
After that we didn't really do anything anymore because i had a girlfriend then (mentioned above, the 5/10) and later he got one himself.

So this is basically a confession about my dirty adventures i had so far. I felt like i should share it with someone.

I’ve tried to cut this down as when I write out stuff, I always put in more detail than anyone wants to know. This happened about 9 years ago while I was studying for my MA in anthropology…

At the time of this confession I was 22 and had a gf (Sarah, 21) I had been seeing for about 6 months. We met in the last summer of undergrad and were both now doing postgrad study (anthropology for me, forensic entomology her). We had an open relationship, both of us enjoyed sex with each other and with other people, neither of us were ready to tie ourselves down just yet. Despite this freedom I never told her about this encounter. We're not together now and I don’t regret that.

So, anyway, my girlfriend was out of town for a week at a conference with a tutor (later she told me they banged in the hotel on the second night, but it got awkward after). My old flatmate Euan (23) was stopping over on our couch while my gf was away as he was sofa surfing with various friends until our old student house had been fumigated. We ended up most nights that week playing CoD or drinking beer and watching old TV series on dvd until 4am. God I miss being a student.

At the start of the week while I was on campus I bumped into Euan’s little sister, Jess (19). Jess was/is gorgeous and I’d lusted after her since I met her at Christmas in the second year, when she’d come up with their parents to pick him up so he didn’t have to spend the first week of the holidays in a dank (and apparently roach infested) student house. Jess is 5’ 1”, shoulder length strawberry-blonde hair, big hips and tight waist, B-cups (can’t have everything) and freckles. She also had a big nose and a long chin, but that was easy to overlook for what came with it. She had just started as a fresher at our uni studying biochemistry. We got chatting and I realised that she had no idea Euan was even in town, apparently he’d told his family he was working in a town a few miles down the road, rather than squatting and living off of the remains of his student overdraft. She was having a hard time making friends in her class, and her flatmates were mostly overseas students so she wasn’t fitting in there either.

I suggested we go for a bite at the uni cafe, and we started talking about life decisions and moved on to relationships (or rather I steered it on to that). She’d split from her last boyfriend before uni and asked me if I was single. Rather than give a complicated answer, I just said yes. I took a punt and asked if she wanted to come back to the flat one evening in the week to hang out. I knew Euan was out one of the nights because he was still involved with a society on campus (some sport, don’t remember which) even though he wasn’t a student anymore.

Jess came round wearing a cute little jacket and this sexy little skirt. We had a few drinks, had pizza and eventually, to cut to the chase we ended up humping each other senseless on the sofa, and my god did that girl know how to use her body. I swear she worked my dick so hard at one point I thought it was going to snap off. I vividly remember the moment I came, it was bareback (she hated the feel of condoms and was on the pill, jackpot!) and I came just as she was thrusting herself down onto my dick, right up to the hilt. We both came hard, she twitched a bit and rolled off next to me onto sofa. Such a good fuck, still one of my favourite memories.

I complemented her on her technique, she laughed and bit my arm a bit too hard in reply, I think she intended playfully but she left teeth marks and a bruise which my gf quizzed me about the next week . I can’t remember what I said next specifically, I joked about sharing that knowledge with other people, and Jess actually got enthusiastic about it but was worried about hooking up with strangers. I offered to set her up with someone, which took some persuading but she trusted me so eventually she agreed. She left and went back to her halls at around 2am, Euan got back about half an hour later having gotten wankered on shots with the freshers at the society, threw up in the sink and passed out on the floor net to the sofa.

Next morning he was really apologetic and got to work unblocking the sink. I told him about my encounter with a fresher girl from the uni, and that she was nervous about hooking up with strangers. He tried badly to play it cool, but he’d fallen asleep in his boxers and even a blind pensioner could see the boner he’d popped. We’d shared girls in the past so I’d seen his dick before but I’m not even slightly gay so this is more an image burned into my retina than a fond recollection. I told him she didn’t want to know who she was fucking as that was part of the thrill, he being a combination of desperate and horny said that was fine, he’d wear a pillow case over his head and keep his mouth shut. Euan wasn’t a looker or buff, so he was always grateful for whatever action got thrown his way. I called Jess from campus a few hours later and told her I had someone in mind, but that he was a little nervous about being recognised as he had a girlfriend and didn’t want her to find out. Jess was remarkably fine with this, and I regretted not telling her about my relationship fully as it might have led elsewhere, but I couldn’t risk breaking her trust at this stage and making everything fall apart. Everything was set, I was shaking with anticipation during the day and had to sneak off between lectures to crank one out in the toilets because I had an almost continuous boner.

That night Jess arrived again, wearing a sluttier tight-tee, denim jacket and tight black leggings, Euan was waiting in the bedroom, bollock-naked save for the pillow case blindfold. After a few moments and a shot of tequila, Jess came through to the bedroom and started stripping down. She remained silent and I realised after I had forgotten to give her some bullshit reason not to talk. I almost exploded right there in my boxers when she started grinding his lap in only her panties, and when she pulled them off and straddled the chair I let out a barely audible sigh. I’ve never seen something so hot as a tight red headed teen lowering her soaking pussy onto her brother’s eagerly waiting cock, the moment he slid into her and let out a groan I was shaking from excitement. I’d loved to have double-teamed her with him, but honestly I’d have come so quickly and been so shaky I was worried I’d give the game away. She worked his shaft slowly up and down for probably 5 minutes before she picked up the pace and started pounding her ass into his lap. He started to groan more and she let out a few moans, neither of them any the wiser. After a minute of two of this she changed angle and moved only her hips and ass up and down holding herself steady on his knees. She looked me square in the eyes as she was doing this, and for a moment I panicked and wondered if she knew. Euan obviously couldn’t take much of this and he blew his load hard inside her, after which I was treated to the spectacle of watcher Jess’s brother’s cum oozing out of her pussy and down the side of his dick. After a few moments Jess stood up straight, dismounted and went to go clean up in the bathroom. I muttered to Euan to hang tight until she’d gone, I chucked him a pack of tissues so he could clean himself up. I then went through to Jess in the bathroom, bent her over the sink counter and fucked her from behind until I’d added to the cocktail in her pussy. She was more than happy at the result, gave me a lingering kiss, then finished cleaning up and left.

To this day neither of them have any idea what happened, and I regret nothing except that I’d never recorded anything. I only ever hooked up with Jess once more after that, about a week later in the toilets at a local club, but it was on a night out with some society or another. Didn’t see her or hear from her again for a while after that, turns out she hooked up twice that night and the other guy became her boyfriend for the next 5 years and later fiancée. I still see her occasionally when I’m down visiting Euan, but it’s awkward when we do try to talk, I secretly hope it’s because I’m a better fuck than her fiancée, but no matter, I have the sweet memory of that time she fucked her brother and stared me right in the eye whilst doing it…