Looking Back
I think back to the very first time I ever experienced male on male sex, I was barely old enough to be interested in girls when I encountered three of our high schools delinquents. Funny I should be thinking about that now while I am on my knees having huge thick male members rammed deep into my anal opening.
I was physically assaulted and hung over an ottoman, my pants stripped from my body and I was made to accept my very first introduction to sex. No it was nothing like I thought it would be, how could it be, I had no ideal how sex worked at all.
From the very first I was fighting for my life, I had been hit in the stomach so hard that my breath was knocked from me and I was at their mercy from then on. They were very rehearsed in what they were doing, unfastening my belt and stripping my jeans and underwear from me along with one of my tennis shoes.
Smearing a substance between my buttocks and inserting their fingers into my anus so viciously that it is still hard for me to express. What happened next was totally unexpected by me, one of them spread my thighs apart and willfully pushed his rock hard penis into my struggling resisting bung hole.
The agony and anguish that I experienced that day and subsequent days were so unbearable to me I almost lost my mind! I was so ashamed that I did not report them to the authorities or any teacher or coach neither did I tell my parents. It would have destroyed them and who knows what they would have done!
Keeping silent was the wrong thing to do, I know that now but as a teenager I did not. All I thought about was how I would be ridiculed and made fun of because some would think I did not fight back and wanted it to happen. To the contrary once the sexual assault started I was helpless to do any thing to end it or prevent it!
My tender virgin bung hole was savagely assaulted by the three of them for hours till they released me. The pain of their initial entry was reduced but then humiliation is still with me to this day. Yet I now have no choice except to give in to my aberrant desires. What else would you call the desire to be taken sexually by guys you never met or meet only in groups of three or more.
I can only believe that by my three assailants continued assaults on me that some where deep inside my physic was changed from innocence to what I am now. Had they not took my innocence I may have never been interested in having sex with guys. Even though I do enjoy the feel of a hard male member entering and plunging deep in my neither region and the feel of another male cuddling, caressing me or even roughly taking what he desires and leave me filled with his seed.
Do not get me wrong I enjoy having sex with females but there is always this underlying desire to be beneath a male(s) and having him (them) enjoying my bung hole. No I do not consider myself to be gay or girlie yet having sex with another male is a huge turn on.
In college I had a few room mates and dorm mates that would allow me to enjoy the pleasure of their male member. I had one room mate that would come back from a date that did not put out and he would come in to my bed and sex me all night. Holding, squeezing and fondling me as he worked his magnificent one eyed trouser snake in to my penis sheath.
I often wonder if I would be this way had it not been for my three tormentors, that took vicious enjoyment out of using me as their fuck tool.
I was physically assaulted and hung over an ottoman, my pants stripped from my body and I was made to accept my very first introduction to sex. No it was nothing like I thought it would be, how could it be, I had no ideal how sex worked at all.
From the very first I was fighting for my life, I had been hit in the stomach so hard that my breath was knocked from me and I was at their mercy from then on. They were very rehearsed in what they were doing, unfastening my belt and stripping my jeans and underwear from me along with one of my tennis shoes.
Smearing a substance between my buttocks and inserting their fingers into my anus so viciously that it is still hard for me to express. What happened next was totally unexpected by me, one of them spread my thighs apart and willfully pushed his rock hard penis into my struggling resisting bung hole.
The agony and anguish that I experienced that day and subsequent days were so unbearable to me I almost lost my mind! I was so ashamed that I did not report them to the authorities or any teacher or coach neither did I tell my parents. It would have destroyed them and who knows what they would have done!
Keeping silent was the wrong thing to do, I know that now but as a teenager I did not. All I thought about was how I would be ridiculed and made fun of because some would think I did not fight back and wanted it to happen. To the contrary once the sexual assault started I was helpless to do any thing to end it or prevent it!
My tender virgin bung hole was savagely assaulted by the three of them for hours till they released me. The pain of their initial entry was reduced but then humiliation is still with me to this day. Yet I now have no choice except to give in to my aberrant desires. What else would you call the desire to be taken sexually by guys you never met or meet only in groups of three or more.
I can only believe that by my three assailants continued assaults on me that some where deep inside my physic was changed from innocence to what I am now. Had they not took my innocence I may have never been interested in having sex with guys. Even though I do enjoy the feel of a hard male member entering and plunging deep in my neither region and the feel of another male cuddling, caressing me or even roughly taking what he desires and leave me filled with his seed.
Do not get me wrong I enjoy having sex with females but there is always this underlying desire to be beneath a male(s) and having him (them) enjoying my bung hole. No I do not consider myself to be gay or girlie yet having sex with another male is a huge turn on.
In college I had a few room mates and dorm mates that would allow me to enjoy the pleasure of their male member. I had one room mate that would come back from a date that did not put out and he would come in to my bed and sex me all night. Holding, squeezing and fondling me as he worked his magnificent one eyed trouser snake in to my penis sheath.
I often wonder if I would be this way had it not been for my three tormentors, that took vicious enjoyment out of using me as their fuck tool.
6 年 前
