Thursday, February 12, 2009

Piss Boy Story

I met one guy a couple weeks ago, from another similar ad I put up.
He was this totally hot skinny young emo twink, kind of quiet at
first, but then he took over.

We met at a motel because he couldn't host, so I got a room for us to play.
He had on these tight little underoos, so sexy with a huge bulge. But
he also brought a pair of bikeshorts, my absolute favorite type of
underwear, both pairs of which he had worn for at least a full day.
We started with some light foreplay, touching, kissing... then he
slowly stripped down to those underoos.

He climbed on the bed and pushed me back into the pillows, and jumped
up on my chest with his bulge right in my face. He wrapped his legs
partway around my head, and pulled me into his crotch. DAMN, it was
nice... a hot boy-smell, and funky from piss stains he didn't shake
away when he pissed. Nice, damp, sweaty, sexy smell, and a nice sized bulge.

"how's it smell... you like my underwear in your face? " he says quietly

I'm reaching up and running my hands across his smooth chest, his
decent abs, little nipples, and across his ass. I could feel him
starting to get hard right in my face, so i had to reach around and
rub his bulging package through those tight little underwear. We
continued this way for a little while, him grinding his crotch into
my face and squeezing my head between his legs the way i like it.

"mmmm.. you like that...." he moans, also enjoying it and getting stiffer

Then I had him go switch into those spandex bikeshorts (compression
shorts) and come back for some more of the same. Nothing like a shiny
spandex bulge, and they were also nice and funky smelling, but not
overpowering, just the way i like it. I only wish he had cologne,
Joop or Gaultier, my two favorites, but he didn't wear them. I had
him reach back and pinch my nipples, which are ultra-sensitive, while
i continued rubbing my face in his crotch, getting him harder.

"be right back" he says

He jumped off for a minute to go into the bathroom to drink some
water and prepare a surprise for me...., and when he came back out,
he crawled up next to me and stuffed his underoos in my face!!! They
were dripping with his piss!!! Opened my mouth and stuck them right
in so I had to suck that piss out. I'm furiously rubbing his bulge,
and whacking my own dick in total extacy.

"want to see it now?" he asks..

He's kneeling on the bed next to me, my head turned sideways, and he
pulls down those tight tight tight shorts, and his dick pops out. Its
hard as a rock, I won't say huge, but a nice full size boycock. Twink
erection. Surprise again... he's got a ring through the head of his
penis... a thick one. Awesome. I lick his dick for a little while,
smelling his balls, rubbing all over his body and my own. He's ready for more.

"put it in your mouth" he says.

just the head at first, feeling that hot throbbing cock tip and the
ring which is a different sensation. his left hand pinching my
nipple, his right hand holding my head... and suddenly he lets go
with a burst of PISS. i'm already sucking on his cock-head, so its
filling my mouth. its clear piss, he was drinking water for hours
before we met.... just the way i like it (i haven't quite gotten used
to the taste of strong piss and will gag on it, so i always make sure
to have the person drink alot before). Just a nice mouthful, and i
actually swallow it. his head tilted back in his own passion.

mmmm he moans

then he guides my head, and slowly pushes his dick down my throat, i
open up and try not to gag. its not so huge, but that ring makes it
feel different. i get it deep into my throat, he's hard as a rock,
and i feel another jet of piss!!! For a couple seconds he drains it
right down my throat, but i start to gag and he pulls out, finishing
another squirt in my mouth again.

i'm moaning in passion now too, he smiles in the dim light from the lamp

he reaches over and picks up his underoos again, they have gone cold
and damp, but he quickly fixes that. he drapes them across my nose
and mouth, scoots closer and lays his dick right on the edge of my
chin, and lets out a slow stream of hot piss to warm them back up.
its dripping into my mouth right through the cotton, running off the
sides of my face, almost going up my nose and in my eyes. Man... this
must be a little like "waterboarding" they torture people with, but
its just so hot and awesome. its a little hard to breath through the
soaked underwear, which turns me on more.

i'm ready for the climax now... i'm pretty simple what i like to do.
climb back up and sit on my chest, i say. pinch my nipple HARD, i
tell him. and pinch my nose shut with your other hand. he leaves the
underoos draped across my face, still soaked, but lifts up the edge
and puts his cockhead on my lips. nice touch, i think, because i
know whats gonna happen....

his fingers clamp onto my nipple, shooting blissful pain through my
chest and into my brains pleasure center. he clamps my nose shut,
waits a few seconds, and starts pissing into my mouth again. i'm
smothering, i can't breathe!! I'm jerking myself furiously... i still
cant breath... piss flooding my mouth.... choke on it..... pain in
nipples.... climax building..... more piss!!! and i'm COMING orgasm
amazing wow. he lets up so i can breathe through my nose, and
finishes his piss in my mouth i have to swallow it all. he's still
pinching my nipple now its so sensitive i have to push his hand away.

he leans down and kisses me again, gently.

it was fucking awesome.....

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Sunday, October 26, 2008

MMA Fighter....

So. I had posted an ad on Craigslist, looking for an MMA fighter. You know, the cage-fighter type. Or a wrestler. Something like that. I'll pay for the right person. I got a response from this guy, he's exactly what I am looking for. I mean, totally absolutely gorgeous stud, a sexy model AND a fighter. Oh, I can only imagine. But, I can't afford him right now. So, I can only fantasize.....

I wanna get my ass kicked. Well, just a little bit.

I want one of those muscular athletic studs to do BAD things to me. Brutal, violent, painful things. Beating me to within an inch of my life, making me beg for mercy. Not showing any mercy. A violent choke hold or submission hold. I'll try and "tap out" but they won't let up. Not until I'm down and unconscious, bleeding on the mat. Them standing over me showing their dominant aggressive raw masculine POWER over me.

Those fighters, wearing a hard jock cup, and compression shorts or tights. Some of those holds, my head winds up right between their legs. My face, in their bulge. Smelling the musk of a pure stud. The underwear smell of a total jock. The cock and balls of a true man.

Their muscles, tight, bulging, smooth chests, tattoos that scream out their macho nature. Every part of their body needs to be worshipped, from their huge biceps to their perky nipples. Their washboard abs, the giant bulge between their legs. Their huge calf muscles, and legs that can wrap around my head and squeeze forever.

I could probably keep my head there between their legs for hours, if they would let me. Choking, smothered, unable to breath unless they choose to allow me to. Their muscled arm trapping my head, bulging biceps cutting off my air. Humiliating me, dancing around the ring with my helpless body totally under their control.

The heavy impact of their punches on every part of my body. Smashing into my arms, legs, chest, sides, back, each punch bringing new agony. Elbows, knees, fists. No mercy, no warning. Just brutal pain.

Maybe later, they can chain me up, and use me like a punching bag. Blindfolded. Gagged. Never knowing when the next punch will land, or where it will hit. Torture and pain and fear. No mercy until my head hangs down in utter defeat.

More chokes, more submssion moves. The arm-bar can break my arm. The guillotine choke can put me unconscious. They could even snap my neck with a little more twist. Slam my body to the mat, stomp on me. Blood pouring out covering the mat. But they won't kill me yet, or even break anything..... yet. Just knowing I am at their mercy, at any moment they could end my life.

No referee, no mercy, no stopping. Two men enter the cage, only one walks out. The other gets carried out, broken, battered, half-dead and wishing he was.

Afterwards, in the locker room, the punishment might continue. The loser services the winner. Masculine stud takes advantage of the wimp. Powerful jock dominant and strong, putting the hurt on me, the weakened, limp, beaten pussy boy.

Make me help strip the winner. Remove those sweaty, stinky shorts and cup. Smell them, smother me with them, make me beg again for the simple privilege of breathing. If you cover the holes in the cup, and hold it tight to my face, it forms a seal just like an oxygen mask, only I don't get any air unless allowed.

Make me kneel before the stud. Lick his body. Lick my own blood from his fists, lick his sweat, make his nipples and cock feel good. He is proud to be serviced by the pathetic victim who kneels before him.

Take me home, where the real fun and the real torture begins....

Welcome....

This blog is anonymous. You don't know me. Let's keep it that way (for now)

I'm a total pervert, deviant, whatever words you want to use.
I'm gay. Yes, homosexual.
I live on the East coast of the United States.
I'm in my 30's.
In real life I am extremely fat and ugly and have a tiny penis.

In fantasy, I am skinny, muscular, smooth, 20-something, with a decent sized dick.

All of the things (mostly all) that I post here are my FANTASIES.
I have not experienced them (yet)

There will be EXTREME CONTENT in this blog.
If you are turned off by adult content, you should leave now.

Things I do not believe in, or suggest, or tolerate:
Sex with animals
Republicans
Sex with children
Sex that is non-consensual (unless part of fantasy)
Criminal activity
Homophobia