Came on here to vent. I been on a site for a while that helps connect mature daddies with a little younger guys. Finally met someone on there and tried for about a week and a half to set up a meeting, just to chat, etc. Anyways, the morning came, and he's a no-show. Waited in the parking lot for a bit, emailed him, no response. Went to the same meeting place again, thought it was a mix-up on days, again a no-show. With this being my first meeting with another guy, I was nervous and had to work up my courage, and he didn't show up. Should I be upset, or consider he might have been too nervous? It seemed, thru the emails, he was comfortable meeting new guys. So, this leaves me eager as ever to meet another guy to fulfill my very strong curiosity for other men., minus being stood-up.

Need help finding this mature porn star.

the 2nd lady is hot as fuck. thats her! at around 3:30

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This story is of my sister amd how I sleep with her and maybe fuck too. Sorry for my english isn't good.

My sister Rakhi looks very beautiful and sexy. She is 5.7fts and 36 28 36. Her face is very attractive. I�m unfortunate guy being born with her as brother other wise my full adventure would be different. Anyhow since I came to realize this world, I started concentrating my sister�s stunning beauty. We were three at our home.

My father passed away when was in childhood days. My mother is a peddler. She uses to go for selling fruits. Me and my sister we both always use to be together. We use to sleep together. Guyse when I was in 6th STD my sister got puberty. After that her beauty grew within no time. Her small breasts grown huge melons. Her butt also grew. Everything went well with her.

But the changes that occurred in me because sexy body aroused me a lot. My mother use to sleep in one mat and my sister and me use to sleep on a meet separately. In those days me and sister tied together and slept. While sleeping me the touch on her huge tender breast happen with my face. At that night I could sleep.

It was not single event but it used to happen regularly I don�t sleep in the night because playing with her breasts and butts with her knowledge and I was scolded given punishments in the class for sleeping in the class. He was innocent my sir. Many times I use to keep my face in between my sisters sexy tits and sleep.

One day what happened when she was sleeping deeply, I was searching her pussy by inserting my finger her skirt. While I do this, she woke and asked me whet are you doing, I said no and slept. But in the whole day I was fully thinking to explore her pussy to the night. The night arrived very soon as usual we went to the bed slept.

At the midnight I woke and saw my sister sleeping facing me. I started lifting her skirt from below. She was in deep sleep. O my fortune she was not wearing any panty on that day. Her pussy was invisible. Because it was dark room. I can�t switch on the light my mother wake up. That�s why I slowly moving my palm on her pussy and felt her pubic hers very hot

And rubbing her pussy very slowly. I also know that if my sister wakes I would be caught. O my god it was blissful moment for me. My small cock rose and nothing happened. I slowly touched her clits it was soft. Some fluid was flowing from her cunt; I was not aware what that was at that time. I took little drop and tasted it was salty. She was still not wakening.

I was inserting my finger in her cunt hole it was too hot and very wet. I did not know what to do with the pussy those days. Because I was not matured enough. When I was 16years old my sister got married I was unlucky guy. She left our home to hubby home. One day my sister with her husband came to my home on the festive occasion.

I was very happy and looking for a chance to enjoy with my sister. Because by now I have got matured enough and so many times I have masturbated. I know what the sex is. My fortunate, that night my mother went to my grandma home and my sister I and her husband were there in the home. We were so tired of the festive and went to sleep.

I was not sleeping but I pretend like sleeping. My sister and her hubby started the game. I was near by them. My uncle removed her skirt and blouse and kissed her for a while, and then he was kissing her neck and removed her bra and started carousing her melons she was moving to respond to that stumily.

He started sucking the tits and she started moaning ha-ha, ha-ha slowly, hey slowly, fuck I fuck me soon, they forgot that I was sleeping beside them. He removed her panty and put his penis in her vagina and ridded harshly she was crying in pain and enjoying equally. He climaxed with no time. But she was not.

She did not leave him and tied him and begging him to fuck her more. He was not interested so she left him and turned and masturbated herself with her fingers. I was so shocked to see these all this mess but I want to fuck her at any cost. After she masturbated slept her without wearing her skirt and bra.

I was touching her wet pussy mixed with sperms and juice flowing out. My I started tying her tightly and sucked lips and kissed long. She was enjoying. Because she was not satisfied fully by her husband. I relieved her and got up and turned her facing towards me and put my tongue in her wet cunt hole and started fucking continuously half an hour

I was getting so tired but I want to give my sister full pleasure, then I sucked her melon one by one, she was moaning slowly. Then I put my cock in her deep cunt hole she became hot once again, I was riding her she came in my tool three or four times while I was fucking her cunt I was also carousing her melons she was in ecstasy.

I climaxed on her and she also got satisfied by me. She slept beside me and I put her clothes on her. It was my first sex adventure with my own sister. In the morning I got up she was so happy. My uncle went to job. She said to me, you are suitable for me I want you to fuck me more and more please fuck me brother but keep it secret.

I am infatuated with mature older women and I love watching wives or lesbians get their pussies filled with dock and cum... It all started with what might be wrong but my mother was a lesbian and her partner Leslie was a royal bitch but in 9th or 10th grade as I was perving out on skinemax and steoking myself she waled in on me on full display... she said oh my God and did a 360 as I tried to cover myself but as I nervously watched the door to see if I could or should resume she quietly opened my door and stepped back in, she whispered I'm not upset or anything and I'm sorry I walked in on you but oh my God... you, your... her nervousness was endearing in a way but I had just beenncaught and i was nervous to say the least so when. She was by me in bed and told me I could continue I declined saying my inspiration was over anyway but she surprised me stepping closer and whispering "do u maybe need help? Her gaze glued to the location of my dick beneath a pillow. " What were u watching porn or maybe I could..." she stopped talking but her hand was reaching towards the pillow and as she leaned in her breasts almost touched me only the shirt she wore seperating me from her waiting breasts. She looked back towards me and saw where my attention was and she asked me with clear curiousity have you ever hooked up with a girl yet? 1st base? second maybe? I was speechless but she must have seen something indicating consent because she reached up and lifted her shirt, do you know how to touch a woman? She exposed her breasts and told me in a tone hat could raise the dead, " show me how you would touch me?" I was still frozen but her nipple swayed before me with a hypnotic rythm compelled me and she. lifted my hand and placing it over her breasts said " I love being touched my nipples are especially sensitive..." I tightened my grip cupping her breast before moving my fingers to manipulate her pink nipple between them she deeply sighed and began breathing heavily as I began massaging her breasts and nipples feeling more confident by her sounds "mmmm yes that's it... show me how touching me affects you, is your dick hard? " She reached under the pillow and wrapped her hand around my dick akwardly stroking me "fuck... you are gonna break hearts with this di..." She gasped as my lips found her nipple tongue rolling across the soft pink flesh before my lips closed and I began sucking her " mmm no stop...yes mmm yes taste my titties baby" her grip and rhythm intensifying as she pressed against my mouth. Using her moans as agreement I switched to her other breast and continued to find a rythm as she stroked me and fumbled with her pant string "touch me baby, feel me, mmmm your making my pussy throb" she pulled her wasteband and her hand disappeared into her pants and as the sounds of her finger working itself between her lips I began to smell her arousal and let my fingers trail down her arm towards her busy fingers replacing their job of working her insides and clit " mmm fuck no no your so bad..." she was rocking on my hand stroking my dick and now pulling her nipple free places her soaked fingers to my lips and looked at me "have you ever tasted a woman? Ooh your touch feels so good" I took her fingers into my mouth and killed my fingers deeper. She fell into me harder and was warning me. " Ok we have to stop.... mmmm fuxk you feel so good but no more it's too..." Does anyone remember the ignorance and stubbornness of youth? I didint even hear her because and she was protesting I was in a surprisingly fluid motion pulling down her pants and pulling her down on top of me guiding her thighs over my hips and bracing my dick to absorb her weight as her decent caused an inevitable connection that left me inside her so deep I couldn't explain myself out of that were I to be caught but my actions seemed to hit her at the same time because the shock on her face melted into puse lust as she decended and we were fully connected. "Aaahmmmmf "she wrapped her arms around my neck and allowed me to set a rhythm rocking her back and forth she was moaning softly then louder as my need drove my motions with a selfish need and desire " oooj your in me oh God you are soo deep baby! She was trembling but I was still frenzied by the intimacy of knowing her is such a deep and personal way. " Oh fuck this dick, mmm baby I fucking fuck oh my God I'm fucking you aaahh I'm gonna mmm yes" she buckled down and started grinding into me fiercely and found my eyes with hers you are making my pussy flood baby... Oooh fuck you better noaaaaah fuck right there yes um cumming baby don't slow down I need it it's mine mmmm" I can feel her juices flowing and her tightening pussy was taking me over the edge and in a flash I started to cry out but my almost scream was muffled by her lips closing on mine and she bounded against me trembling and rocking body demanding my cum which I was at the very moment relinquishing to her care in greater amounts with each slap of her hips and mine dick pulsing and throbbing a wordless song about her pussy now belonging to me and even as she slowed her back against me her pussy cried out in her own squishy declaration that she was mine and when our lips parted she looked into my eyes and almost wordlessly mouthed "what did you do oh baby no no no mmmm do I'm you know what u just do?" she slowed but didint stop and leaned back reaching down to where we were connected and wrapping her fingers around my dick " are you trying to get me killed? You came inside me and I am your mother's how and I supposed to go back in there with her babys cum soaking every inch of my pussy huh" she was clearly upset but at that moment I was experiencing my first view of contrast and even though moments before I released every bit of myself my grip tightened and I began pulling her harder against me and her words fell short and her fell short as she leaned back and looked where our bodies were connected, her pussy stretched around my dick and our combined juices flowing down my shaft and looking at the base of my dick but it was beautiful. watching her creamy skin in contrast to my chocolate dick seemed more taboo that what was already occuring I felt a rush of excitement as I pulled her harder against me " oh ahh fuck daa ... No no no no I don't care how good this feels I am not going to fall for a fuck" she bucks against me with harder and I try to wrap her up and pull closer but she is trembling and when I look at her she is intense... " yes I'm coming all over you again mmm but you aren't mine and I'm already being so bad" she grips me harder digging fingers into me " but while im being a bad bad aaaah bad girl use my pussy like its yours because ot will never happen again" and i did, flipped her on her back i dug deep watching our bodies mixing and enjoying the sensation It suddenly
occured to me I was leaving my seed on my mom's dinner plate so to speak and that thought pushed me over the edge and I pounded her pussy as my provence filled her in floods and torents but as I lifted to get up she stopped me and with surprising innocence said " please can you hold me for a little while this was my first and I know your gonna break my heart...

Since an encounter that never should have been I have treated women with the same reverance and appreciation I had that day and since then anytime I encounter a creamy pussy with that beautiful contrast I pump it full of my seed a mature woman still very much alive I ostentaciously shower with flirtations that may be a little too intense but when I am tongue fucking her as she climaxes with the intensity and abandon as if she were once more in her teens the high I feel the rightness of our intimacy secures the surety that nothing can diminish... And while I have been absent such expierences of late even a passionate exploration via chat can bring me back to that place of perfection... Won't you share yours with me?

So I confess that this fantasy came from my head...

Sitting at the end of the block I could see the driveway of the boy's parent's home. It was about two hundred yards down the little street, and I was excited to see the boy peek out from the driveway and walk towards the car. I had brought a small camcorder to record the boy's walk from his house, and also to record the boy telling me out loud that he was going to totally submit to my will twenty-four hours a day, three-hundred and sixty-five days a year, until I see fit to release him from his enslavement.

Just eleven days ago he had been a completely naive, virgin, eighteen year old boy who struck up a conversation with an older man on a random chat site just because he was horny and wanted someone to talk to.

He had no idea what he was getting himself into during that online conversation, stupidly agreeing to come to my front door with his thin body shaven totally hairless to let me use him "however I wanted to." I can still picture the boy pulling that tight black winter hat over his eyes, unknowingly enslaving himself to me. He'd probably thought that the wildest thing he was going to do that night was pull his pants down outside the entrance to my place so I could look him over through the peep-hole. As he found out almost immediately, he was very wrong

Over those ten days the boy was changed permanently. As soon as he had entered my home he was restrained, collared, and very deeply ass-fucked while blinded by the hat with his arms secured tightly with handcuffs behind his back. He was then asked if he consented to what was happening to him while being video recorded to which he responded that he was. As soon as he nodded his consent he was throat-fucked and made to drink piss while kneeling in the shower. For the remainder of those ten long days, the boy was totally restrained, drugged, abused, and manipulated by multiple men, women, and toys.

I had kept the boy blind and deaf the whole time, making the young teen wear a video headset that forced him to watch and listen to a continuous feed of severely degrading and depraved bondage porn. whenever he wasn't blindfolded and being used by anyone, he would be tied up tightly in one of many painful positions, then he would have large rubber dildos and butt-plugs taped tightly in his mouth and perfectly shaved asshole that were meant to choke and gag his throat and keep his asshole stretched wide open.

I saw the boy at the end of the driveway looking around and realized he had no idea what my car looked like, he had been blindfolded the entire time. I waited till he looked back in my direction, then flashed my lights several times.

The boy turned and began walking towards my car slowly. As he walked he hung his head, completely disgraced and feeling totally worthless. I turned on the camcorder and began to film the boy's slow walk. As I filmed my little teenage slave walking towards my car, I narrated.

�This pathetic skinny boy walking towards my car turned eighteen a couple weeks ago. That means he's legally allowed to consent to all kinds of kinky sex. This is the same boy that has appeared in all of the teen slave video I made recently. This morning, I dressed him in tight young girls clothing and put him in very uncomfortable bondage, tying him to the bed in his bedroom at his parents home just before they arrived home from a vacation they had been on since before I even met this boy."

I paused in my narration and zoomed in on the boy's ashamed face.

He had obviously been found by his parents in the tight bondage I'd left him in this morning. The look on his downturned face was a mix of shame, obedience, and fear.

I then continued to narrate the video I was making as I recorded this boy choosing completely voluntarily to contact me again, completely cementing his position as my permanent, live-in slave boy who I could treat however I wanted.

"I gave him the choice of staying with his family, or coming with me. It looks to me like he's chosen to give his life to me, but I'll ask him once he is sitting in the back seat of my car so I can have videotaped evidence that the boy is totally consenting to what I want to do to him. If anyone comes looking for him, all I have to do is show them the video, that's why I've chosen to explain all this on video.�

Finishing my narration, I continued to film the small boy walking closer to my car, the limpness in his body and the shame in which he hung his head conveyed to me that his will and his self-esteem were just about gone. As the boy walked up to my car, I reached back and unlocked the back door. He got inside the car and shut the door.

I noticed that he was wearing sweats, and wondered what exactly had happened in that house over the last few hours. I mentally reminded myself to videotape a full confession of the boy later, explaining exactly what had happened when his parents had gotten home and seen him tied to the bed wearing the tight black shirt that said �Whore� on it and the little white spandex shorts that were probably supposed to be worn by a 14 year old girl playing volleyball. They were stretched so tight around his crotch that his little shaved cock made a large bulge. I wish I could have been there to see the reaction of his mother and father.

For now, I turned the camera to face the boy. He was sitting quietly in the back seat, his head hanging low as he stared down at the floor of my car. I pointed it at him for a few moments without him noticing and filmed the small, thin teenager sitting there cold and scared, then shut it off.

�Boy, I see that you have made the right choice. I hope you know that you are totally my property now, and that all of the perverted, painful, and horrible things that I've been doing to you so far are going to continue for as long as I want. In a few moments I'm actually going to allow you to talk, so listen very carefully to what I'm about to say.�

I grabbed the boy roughly by his neck and squeezed it tightly with one hand while yanking his hair back with the other, forcing him to look me directly in the eye. In this car was the first time he had seen me without a hood covering my face. Looking at him coldly, I spoke firmly and without emotion.

�You are my possession now. I own you. You are going to do whatever I tell you to do, right?

The boy nodded his head up and down, knowing that he wasn't allowed to talk until I told him to.

�I am going to turn on this camcorder and point it at your face. You are going to look directly into it and say your full name, your age, and your parents home address.�

The boy nodded his head up and down as he listened.

�You are then going to say that you consent to become a 24/7 slave to me, and that I permanently own you. You are going to say that you like being tied up and abused by older men, and that you will let any man who wants to abuse your body have full and total access to do whatever they want to you, as long as it's OK with me. You will tell the camera that you want nothing more than to be abused and bound and fucked in your little teenage mouth and that tight little asshole of yours. Do you think you can remember that?�

The boy nodded his head.

I took the camera, pointed it at him, and turned it on. He began to talk, but his head was still bowed in shame. I shushed him, then I put my hand under his chin and raised his face to meet the camcorder head-on. In the camcorder viewfinder you could see his face being lifted gently towards the camcorder by an obviously older and mature man's hairy arm, but nothing more. This was the first time he had been allowed to speak in my presence. His voice was high-pitched and very soft, almost like a young girl's. I nodded and he began to speak.

�My name is Jesse Rogers. I am eighteen years old, and my birthday is March 3rd, 1994. My parents live at 5429 Birmingham street in Royal Oak Michigan.� He paused.

I gave him a very dark and somber look because of the pause, and then I saw tears begin to form in his eyes. It was at this moment that I knew I had total control over this little teen boy. Not wanting him to cry on camera, I smiled at him and saw a calm look enter his face. He began to speak again.

�I give my full consent to become a 24/7 slave to my master, and he now permanently owns me. I enjoy when he ties me up even though it hurts a lot and gets really scary when he blindfolds me, and I love when him and his friends abuse me and choke me and put their cocks into my throat and my asshole. I promise that every man who wants to fuck and abuse my body will be allowed to do whatever they want with me as long as it's OK with my master.�

The boy fell silent. I turned off the camera and put my large hands around the boy's soft neck. As I felt the smoothness of his eighteen year old skin on the palms of my hands, I began squeezing his throat tightly while I looked him in the eyes.

His face began to turn a dark purplish red and he started gasping for air and struggling around on the back seat, terror growing in his eyes. I held his throat tight and yelled loudly at the little teenager who was struggling not to pass out.

�You forgot the best part boy. I'm going to turn on the camera again, and you are going to look right at it and say that you want nothing more than to be totally abused by as many men as possible. Say that you want to be bound and fucked hard in your throat and asshole. Tell me that you want men to choke you unconscious while they fuck your shaved little eighteen year old body. Say that you are totally worthless, that you were born to be a slave to a man, and that you will do anything I say.�

I released the boy's neck as he began to lose consciousness and he slumped over in the seat. I leaned over the front seat and slapped the boy hard repeatedly on his cheeks and face until he fully regained consciousness and sat up in the seat. I turned the camera back on and zoomed in on the boy's face, which was now bright red from getting choked almost to the point of blacking out and being slapped so hard over and over. The boy began to speak again in a very submissive, pathetic voice.

�I want nothing more than to be totally abused by as many men as possible.�

I nodded.

�I want to be bound, and then fucked hard in my throat and my asshole.�

I felt my erection growing in my pants.

�I want men to choke me unconscious while they fuck my limp little eighteen year old body. I am totally worthless. I was born to be a slave to a man. I will do anything you say.�

With that, I turned off the camera and took the hood from the front seat. It was a very tight leather hood with only a large mouth-hole. I put it over the boy's head and strapped it tight around his neck, plunging him into the familiar darkness. I took my handcuffs and secured the boy's wrists tightly behind his back, then I took a thick leather dog collar and strapped it tightly around the boy's neck. I leaned down and attached the collar to an O-ring I had installed in the floor of the back seat. I then drove straight for home.

Arriving at my place, I parked and got out of the car, then went around the side and opened the rear door. The boy was curled up in the fetal position with his neck attached tightly to the floor. I reached in and unlatched his collar, then roughly dragged him out of the car. I walked him to my front door, opened it, and led him inside.

I closed the door behind me, and turned to face the boy. He was wearing a sweatsuit, the collar, and the hood which made him look like the perfect example of a helpless young boy. I grabbed him by the hair and dragged him roughly towards the basement.

Once we reached the basement room I got behind the boy and pushed him so his face was pressed tightly against the concrete block wall. I tugged his sweatpants down to his ankles and was amazed at what I saw.

The boy was still wearing the little white shorts I had put on him this morning! I reached down into the back of the shorts with one hand and felt my huge butt plug still in his asshole. He must have had in the entire time, so I put my hand around it and slowly began to work it in and out of his cute little bubble butt as he began shake and cry. After moving the plug around in his ass for a moment, I grabbed tightly and pulled hard.

I felt his asshole try desperately to keep the plug in, so I pulled harder until the boy began screaming and I heard a pop as the plug came out of his ass. I pulled it out of the white boy-shorts and threw it in the corner. With my other hand, I reached down into the front of the shorts and grabbed his hairless little cock. He still had the tight cock-ring on his hairless little teenage penis but it had gone kind of soft.

I knew he was still on the two Viagra, so I began to fondle him with my one hand while the other was holding his head tightly against the wall. I could feel his soft little cock getting harder in my hand and I squeezed it tighter and tighter until it was rock hard.

I could hear the boy whimpering through the leather hood, So I leaned in behind him and put my elbow around his throat, holding him tightly against me as I abused his teenage cock. Putting my lips to his ear, I whispered to him.

�It turns me on so much to see how scared you are boy. I am so glad that you chose to become my slave. I can't wait to see how the torture affects you, I'm going to do things to you that you will never forget.�

I felt as the boy's muscles became rigid, and his body began to shake.

�I'm going to choke you now. I'm going to put my hands around your neck and choke you until you are unconcious. Then I'm going to hang you by your collar from the ceiling. I am going to slap your body until you wake up from the pain, and right when you wake up I am going to force feed you the stimulants that I kept you on all week, but I'm going to give you a very high dose. After that, I am going to invite all of my friends over to have a little party. I am going to fuck your throat with a dildo until you can't breathe while my friends take turns fucking your little asshole and shoving toys inside of you.�

The boy was sobbing heavily through the hood, and as he cried I ripped the rest of his clothing off of him. Once he was nude, I unlatched one of his wrists and quickly re-latched it in front of his torso. I grabbed hold of the boy and lifted him a few inches off the ground, then attached the tight handcuffs to the large hook I had in the ceiling.

With the boy hanging by his wrists, I stood behind him and noticed that with the him hanging at this height, my cock lined up perfectly with his ass. The boy was crying loudly through the mask as I stuck my fingers into his mouth and gagged him while gathering up his saliva in my hand. I reached down and coated my hard cock in the teen's saliva, then grabbed him by the hips and slowly pushed myself into his hairless asshole as the boy cried and moaned

Once I was as deep as I could get in the boy, I took one hand and reached around the boy's smooth waist and began masturbating his little shaved cock. The boy was still crying, but I could tell he was becoming more calm. I wanted to make the boy terrified, so I squeezed his cock extremely tight as I began to fuck his asshole as hard as I could. The boy began flailing around and sobbing louder, and as I fucked and groped the teen I took my other hand and brought it up to his neck.

As I fucked the boy brutally, I began to choke him by his throat, stopping his airflow and sending his body into a state of panic. I was getting very close to cumming, so I choked the boy with both hands as tightly as I could and felt his body begin convulsing. As he struggled and shook, I felt his asshole begin to tighten around my cock every time he tried to breathe. As his asshole convulsed around my cock, I felt his body begin to grow limp.

Just as the boy was making his last attempts to breathe, his asshole clenched tightly around my cock and I couldn't hold back any longer. I gave the boy's throat a last squeeze and felt his body go slack as I pumped my cum deep into his eighteen year old ass. With the boy unconscious, I slowly pulled out of him, then grabbed a large leather belt and began slapping him all over his body. When he woke up, I wanted every inch of his body to be in excruciating pain, so I spent a good ten minutes whipping the boy's hairless body as it hung from my ceiling.

By the time I was finished, the boy had dark purple welts running up and down his entire body. I took a few pictures of the boy, then went upstairs to print them and put them in the mail to be sent to the boy's parents. Along with the pictures, I had previously written a well though out thank-you note to this boy's mother and father. I read the letter to myself out loud.

�Dear Mr. and Mrs. Rogers,

Thank you so much for raising such wonderful son. He is everything I could ever want in a teenage boy-slave. I have included several photos that I have taken of your son since he left your home to live in my basement and be a fuck-toy for my friends and I. He will be kept in severely painful bondage whenever he isn't having his throat or his asshole fucked, will be permanently collared.

I hope you enjoyed finding him when you arrived home from your vacation. Being tied up in your home was entirely his idea by the way, he didn't know how to tell you his true feelings about his love of submission so he decided it was best if you just found out accidentally.

He is mine now. I am going to abuse your son in every way I can think of. I'm going to put a plastic bag over his head and tape it tightly around his neck, then watch as he struggles to breathe. I'm going to take him to an adult movie theater that I know of, and I'm going to chain him by his arms and legs to a small table, then videotape different men fuck him in his ass until he screams. When he screams, a man will shove his cock deep into your son's throat and hold it there as he gags and slobbers all over it. I am going to attach muscle stimulators to your son's shaved little teenage body and turn the electricity all the way up. I can't wait to see his little body tied tightly to a table, convulsing as the stimulators torture his weak muscles until he can't even stand. I am going to take your son to Mexico with me the next time I go too. I've been wanting to make him fuck different things, and I know some men in Mexico that can help me with that.

Anyway, thanks again for raising the best slave a man could ever want, I will use him well.

Sincerely,

Master

Posted this confession as a response elsewhere. Someone asked if anyone had a sexual experience in prison that they would like to share. This was my reply:

Straight guy here. Was a short timer out of state. Didn't know anyone in the system... Not like most people would. So, in other words, no one would know me on the streets. And no one knew me FROM the streets. Annyway, this skinny white kid moves in. I'm of a mixed Hispanic-white descent. He is obviously gay. Talks like a girl and carries himself like a queer. He wasn't trying to fool anyone. I'm only 5-7 but I've got some height on him... And probably 20 pounds. He Asked if I'm cool with celling up with a homo. I tell him I don't care. As long as he respects me, I'll do the same. Everything is normal for a week or two when he starts going on about how he wants to be a professional massage therapist when he gets out. I'm like sure, that's cool... He asked me if he could massage my feet. I'm not really into it, and he starts acting like I'm homophobic. We didn't argue, but it got uncomfortable. He apologizes, saying that he thought I was cool, and mature enough to allow him to message me without it getting weird.

What follows is maybe 3 hours of me allowing him to do more and more things to me. Starting with my left foot. He basically spit some pretty good game on me. Eventually, I was laying down on my stomach in my boxers. He was using some of the more expensive lotion and it was really fucking nice. I was in excellent shape (six pack and all) and my body was always sore. He continually complimented me. Making me feel comfortable and feeling good about myself.

Eventually he asked me to turn over. I was still limp, sense it wasn't in any real way SEXUALLY stimulating to me. It felt great. I was very relaxed. But it was just a massage to me.

So, now I'm on my back in just my boxers and His hands would move higher and higher on my legs. He would sometimes brush up against my balls, but it felt good. Again, I'm still limp. I wasn't even focused on whether or not I was getting hard. I was in the moment. It was an excellent massage. I am very sensitive in that area, just like anyone else.

Then he asked me to remove my boxers. I kinda freeze up and just open my eyes and stare for a second at the bunk above me. He asked again and says it's cool and begins to pull them down. I then say no. I start to sit up and push his hands off. He puts his hands up like everything's cool. He says something like: no problem, no worries, it's OK, just turn back over and I'll message your gluts. He says that he can tell I'm carrying a lot of stress in my gluts. And this kinda surprised me. I've wrestled all my young adult life, and I've had athletic trainers and physical therapist tell me the same thing. It has caused a lot of discomfort for me. Something about my ass muscles pulling my spine out a wack.

So I turn back over. And he starts massaging my butt muscles. And this... This felt so fucking good. I started to make noises. I didn't care. I was probably breathing hard earlier, but now I was moaning a little. He then let his hands slip under my boxers. A little at first. Then he was cresting over my ass. My butt is a bit round... And, at least at the time, firm.

Someplace in the back of my mind I knew he was going for it, but it felt so good I stopped careing. So, when he pulled down on my boxers, I lifted my hips up and they came right off. He just kept massaging my ass cheeks. He probably rubbed my ass for another 20 minutes. It was great. I felt stress leaving my body. It was truly therapeutic. I felt grateful in that moment. Being naked and having lotion rubbed on me by a gay guy in prison didn't matter to me. at least not in that moment.

Then he said turn over.

And I did. I didn't even blink. I rolled over, my eyes still closed. And I was still completely relaxed. Almost sleepy. And also still very limp. I was very aware of my limpness. I'm not a hung guy. Coming in at nearly 6 inches when I'm really hard, I remember that I was mildly concerned with how limp I was. But he just started massaging my legs again and working the insides of my thighs. He would go up to my chest and down my stomach, barely brush over my cock and balls, and rub my legs again. He would reach under me and kneed my ass, then come back over my hips and brush over my dick and back up my stomach or down my legs. It felt fantastic. And I was still limp. I didn't know what to think of that.

I wasn't in any hurry for him to finish the massage. I was in my bed and if I fell assleep, so what? It felt good and I was feeling really good about all of it. I can recall my mind just wondering around out in the real world. That is, I was in a happy place. Thinking about the outside. Enjoying some tender soft hands touching me all over. So what if he lingered a little longer over my dick every time he touched it. It felt good. So what if at some point he would be holding both my cock and my balls in one hand, squeezing it firmly and letting go. I was STILL limp! And still so relaxed that I just didn't care.

And then I felt his warm mouth completely enclose around my dick. My limp dick... Lol. But it was nice. And I didn't do shit about it. He had my dick in his mouth, sucking softly and still running his hands up and down my legs. I can still remember how he just held my dick in his mouth and suckeled on it like a baby. His mouth was warm and his tongue would press on it and it felt fantastic. He would then softly suck on my balls and move back to my dick. It may seem funny, but this still felt therapeutic to me. I was becoming even more relaxed. Prison is a stressful place. And this was just what I needed.

Then he did something that my body automatically responded to... He began to lick and suck my tate. (That spot between your asshole and balls). And my cock got hard almost instantly. It was crazy. He says: oh, god, poppy! I'm actually a little embarrassed. But he wasted no time. He says oh God poppy and takes my whole cock in his mouth and starts to suck it like he's gonna make a million dollars.

Now, there are two things about to impress this guy whom had probably sucked a lot of dicks. First: I'm a hard cummer under NORMAL circumstances. Second: I don't cum so easy by blow job. I was with the same women for 8 years and she hated the taste of cum. So I'd stop her when I got close. We would wait a few seconds and she would start again.. After a few years of that, I didn't have to stop her no more. A mental block. After that relationship was over, I would hence -forth need a lot of hand action. Basically, all blowjobs turned into hand jobs at my request. But in this case, I wasn't about to request shit. It was probably after midnight and we had 5 hours before the night shift did there job. So he sucked my cock for a good long time. Even started to slow down a little towards the end. He took it upon himself to use his hand more and more often.

But eventually I did cum. And it was like a release that ranks up there in my top ten. I saw him squint and swallow twice. He had to, cause I just kept cumming. When he could finally talk he starts going on about how I SHOOT cum. I laughed and figured maybe he didn't suck so many dicks as I originally thought. He's was probably 22 years old.

That's my story of gay shit in prison. I ended up moving out of that cell maybe 2 days later. We didn't do anything else. I would have, probably, but I think we where both intent on not being the instigator. He asked me if we would and I said I'd let him know. And then I left.

I've sense then have had my cock sucked by a few other guys. And on one occasion I fucked this very feminine Puerto Rican kid. He was 19 and probably destined to transition. But those are other confessions I guess.

I recorded me plucking the hair from the protruding and blown out anus of my girlfriend who had no idea i was recording her I could have asked her if she minded me recording it and she would have been keen but then she would not have relaxed her anus as much as she did to the point of it starting to look like a dirty old sun dried tomato where this videos stops is when it heats up I kept plucking around that thing for near on an hour and watched as her asshole expanded by at least a third of its sizeand now starting to look more like a smashed crab I exale and put my nose within centimeters from her buttholeas I start to slowly inhale the strong musky odour of her cunt mixed with her ass scent is unreal before getting with her a mate of mine took her home and said she had a real stinky vagina he just couldn't bring himself to go down or even put his cock in its box so he rolled her over and fucked her up the arse as the soon to be girlfriend and I worked in the same pub I started showing interest in her that when it did happen and having her standing in front of me as I'm on my knees right there just inches away from her cunt in pink panties a big wet stripe down the centre and with wisps of hair sneaking out hey it was the 80s and as I proceeded to remove her panties I revealed what I had been dying to see if it was like he said as I breathed on while pulling them down I was breathing in her pungent smell fuck he was right I knew it scared him not me it got my cock so hard leaking old cum everywhere my mate that fucked her we still hang up he's friends with both of she thinks I don't know I have tod her that her cunt smells or what my mate had said about her hey I'm not silly if I did she might have done something about it even when getting ready to go to bed and have sex she says I should go have a shower I talk her out of it by saying it's been a cool day and that she didn't have go flat out at work and say you will be alright and she says yeah fuck it which when going down on her is double strength in aroma as well her pubic her smelling of sweat and a slight urine smell The BE S T getting back to the story as my nose filled with her scent I turn like a swimmer and quietly exhale coming back for another sneaky sniff I glance up and see she watching me sniff her anus I fumble and mutter where have dropped the the tweezers and back away making out that I'm looking when she says put your nose back where it was she made me lick and suck the fuck out of protruding anus just got to thank me mate for talking about her and just like cheese the more mature she gets the stronger the smell