It felt as though he’d been waiting for an eternity. How much time had passed in reality he had no clue, minutes or hours. His legs and feet ached, what he’d do to sit down, or a glass of cold water for that matter.
He had to focus, think about anything other than the discomfort he was suffering. His mind wandered to what lay ahead and despite himself his arousal returned. The thought of how vulnerable he was restrained this way excited him. He sucked in a deep breath through the rubber tube and his cock swelled.
Because his legs had been forced apart the short tight skirt had ridden up, it felt almost like a belt now and was tighter than ever. His hard cocked pressed against the rubber, it felt good. He rocked a little so his cock was massaged by the tight rubber skirt, it was enough to tease and stimulate, but nowhere near enough to satisfy.
Frustration began to kick in. He wanted to thrust, stroke, squeeze….and he could do none of these things. He felt like a toy on the shelf in a shop, waiting for someone to pick him up and take him home to play with.
Engrossed in these thoughts he once again failed to hear footsteps approach. It was only when he felt hands wearing rubber gloves stroking his thighs and buttocks he realised he was no longer alone. He wanted to beg them to stroke his cock, but the hood made speech impossible. Whatever happened now was at their whim, he had no control, or say in the matter.
The stroking was very soothing, relaxing and extremely pleasurable. He wanted more, much more. He barely noticed the skirt being rolled up even further, the strap fastened around his balls. The sensation of being stroked through the rubber, and with rubber clad hands on his naked thighs was extremely erotic. His nipples hard and sensitised as they rubbed against the warm supple rubber, fingers pinching them making him wince in pain and yet want more all at the same time.
He felt heavy weights dragging on his balls; he sucked in a sharp breath as the full weight was released. A hand slapped them several times and bright shooting stars of pain rushed through him, then dulled to an intense ache. The weight alone now felt tolerable in comparison.
The restraints on his arms were released and his body pushed into a bending forward position. His buttocks tensed as he realised the vulnerability of this position. His anus was virgin territory and was now completely available to invasion. It was something he expected, it had been part of their discussion last week. Something he’d dreaded and yet yearned for, to be taken so completely that no corner of his mind, or body was left untouched with this experience.
Rubber clad hands pulled his arse cheeks apart, he shivered as he felt warm air breathed against his skin. His mind went haywire as a soft tongue began to trail in a circular motion around his anus. He’d never have believed that part of his body was so sensitive, so pleasurable. He’d only ever associated it with bodily functions, never dreamed it could be used in such a sensual way.
Despite the dragging pain in his balls his cock twitched. Although he couldn’t feel it, he knew he’d be dripping pre-cum. He imagined the clear, sticky fluid oozing from the end of his hard cock, hanging suspended for a few moments before dripping onto the floor.
As the warm tongue began lapping at his anus as though it were a clit and pussy, a second tongue gently flicked the tip of his cock, then wrapped warm, soft lips around the head and sucked.
What a mind blowing sensation to be stimulated this way, with hands also rubbing his nipples through the rubber. How many people were touching him he had no idea, he felt like one huge pleasure toy, the recipient of pleasure and sensation only. To be toyed with as others saw fit, he had no choice in the matter.
The removal of his right to say no, or to dictate what happened next excited him beyond belief. He’d always suspected it was something he’d enjoy, but this was far more than he ever believed possible and he gave himself totally to the experience.
The tongue stopped lapping his anus and he felt himself being probed, either with a very small toy, or with a finger. Slowly working its way inside him, stretching him to gain further access and then a second finger added.
Gradually the probing changed to thrusting, he was being sucked and finger fucked at the same time. Why had he not known about this before? All these years he’d shied away from having a woman touch him there, the misconception that he would hate it, that it’s dirty. Never again would he deny such pleasure to himself, if it were offered.
The finger fucking stopped, the sucking continued, his mind focussed totally on the delicious way his cock felt. Something quite a bit bigger than the fingers pressed against his anus, demanding entry. Remembering how good it felt being fucked and stretched that way he tried to relax so it could slip inside.
Having been given a taste of anal pleasure he was eager to be pushed further, have something thicker and deeper inside him. Sucking in breath and breath through the rubber tube he tried to stay calm as the stretching sensation intensified. He knew they’d not stop, even if it did hurt, until they’d succeeded, and filled him completely.
Whatever this was pushing determinedly into his anus felt firm, yet with a degree of flexibility. Slippery with lubricant of some kind it moved back and forth, each thrust forward taking it slightly deeper inside him, until with one slick move it pushed all the way in.
He could feel the thighs of the person stood behind him pressing against his body, their body heat warm through rubber or latex. Hands held his hips, using him in such a way they could thrust hard and deep, fucking him relentlessly.
The sensation and emotion of for once being the fuckee and not the fucker was so different. Now he knew how it felt for the girls he’d flipped over and fucked anally, never heeding their pleas for him to go easy, concentrating only on his own pleasure. How many had he filled with thick creamy spunk? The thought sped briefly across his mind that this was happening to him, a large cock reaming his arse, then filling him with cum before pulling out leaving him dripping spunk like some cheap whore.
He didn’t want this to stop, his cock was harder than it had ever been in his life, and there was a feeling deep inside him he’d never experienced before, he didn’t know how to explain it, but the thrusting inside him made him feel he was on a precipice and yet couldn’t see what lay over the edge.
Empty, that’s how he felt as the inserted object withdrew, his anus felt as though it gaped open and anyone who saw it from now on would know he’d been fucked that way, but he didn’t care, he wanted……..no needed more of the same.
The sucking stopped, his cock waved around in the air like a worm on a hook trying to tempt a fish to take a nibble. Frustration abounded, the cruelty of taking him so far and yet denying him release, on both counts.
He sobbed and sucked in a harsh breath as a short but thick object was inserted into his anus. It slid home and nestled inside him, comforting him in his disappointment. A rigid tube was pushed down onto his cock and a faint hum was heard at almost the same instant a sucking sensation began on his cock. The object in his anus swelled, stretching him to the limit, the painful sensation as it began pushing and pulling in a mechanical rhythm, keeping him aroused.
And there he was left being sucked and fucked endlessly.
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Submitted by : DanesWood
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That is just so erotic ...even though I knew what was coming (or not!) having already read this story before ... it ticks my boxes!
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