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While chatting online one night, a message popped up saying “I’m going to fuck you Bitch Boy.“ Bitch Boy was my handle on the Bi/Gay websites I frequented. Usually the message sender’s handle appears with the message, but the message was anonymous. Typically I ignore anonymous messages.
So I kept chatting with several guys and again the same message popped up on my screen. Again, I ignored the message, and continued to chat with my buds.
After the message appeared on my screen the third time, I responded and asked, “Who the hell is this?”
Almost immediately came the response. “I’m the guy that is going to fuck you.”
“But who the hell are you and how do you know me?” I asked again.
“Like I said I’m the guy that is going to fuck you and make you my personal bitch,” he replied.
“Bitch Boy is just a fun handle I use while chatting, I’m not anybody’s bitch,” I said.
“You advertised your availability as a bitch when you chose that handle, and my bitch you will be.” he said.
I left the chat room shaking and thinking there are some weird ones out there, and one can’t be too careful.
Bitch Boy was the fun nickname my college roommate gave me after a drunken fraternity party. At the party, some guys were given dares to suck a brother’s cock. Surprising the dares where accepted, and in front of the fraternity brothers, guys were sucking cock. I was one of those that accepted the dare and sucked my first cock. I tasted cum for the first time and I liked it.
After the party and back in our room, my roomie started calling me Bitch Boy. He said, “ I didn’t know you were a cocksucker. And to think I could have had you sucking my cock for the past two years.”
“I’m not a cocksucker. I just accepted a drunken dare. I have never sucked a cock before and I’m not planning to do it again,” I said.
“Oh yes you are. You are going to suck my cock, if you know what is good for you, and I may even fuck you. If you don’t suck my cock I’m going to spread around campus that you sucked cock at the party,” he said.
Fearing for my reputation I did suck his cock and he did fuck me. I became his bitch boy for the final two years of college. I left college a flaming homosexual having lost all interests in girls. I loved cock and cum.
I moved to the left coast and settled in the gay community and lifestyle. One of the bad things about the gay community is the number of Dom’s and Sub’s. For me that was not my thing even the though my screen handle on websites gave the impression of me being a sub. It was just something I used from my college days.
The next morning I had an e-mail message with the question, “are you ready to be my bitch boy?”
Damn he must have gotten my e-mail from a profile I had created online, otherwise how did he know it? I wondered.
For the next six days in a row, I received the same message, all of which I ignored. On the seventh day, I finally responded saying, “Would you please leave me alone. I’m not now, nor will I ever be anyone’s bitch boy.”
“Yes you will,” came a quick reply.
This went on everyday for the next two weeks, until I was about ready to call the cops.
One evening, after getting home from work, I heard a knock on my door. I answered the door and found a big burly biker type standing there. Before I could ask what he wanted, he said, “are you ready to be my bitch boy?”
I was totally stunned and speechless. How in the world had he found my address?
Finding my non-response irritating, he pushed me so hard that I staggered backward across the room and landed on the sofa. He came in slamming the door behind him, and moved swiftly across the room. At the same time he was removing his cock from it confines. He grabbed me by the hair pulling me off the sofa landing me on my knees directly in front of his cock.
“Now suck it bitch boy,” he said as he began slapping my face with his nine-inch cock.
I was very frightened by the sight of a semi-hard cock that was at least nine inches, and scared at the thought of how big it would grow when fully hard.
He rubbed it across my lips and plunged it into my mouth when I started to speak. He jammed it in till it hit my throat. I had not yet been able to overcome my gag reflex and take a cock into my throat. He began fucking my mouth in a very forceful way. My mouth was being literally raped. I was gagging and started to choke, when a strange thing happened. I came in my pants.
That turned a switch in my brain and I became the aggressor, I started sucking his cock in earnest and he relaxed and enjoyed my expert cocksucking. I felt his cock throbbing and growing in my mouth. I was able to take at least six inches of cock that had now grown to over ten inches, in my mouth. He must have been enjoying my oral skills as I heard him say, “ah, ah, I’m cumming,” as huge ropes of cum were pulsating into my mouth.
I swallowed as best I could, but cum was seeping from both corners of my mouth. This was surely the largest load of cum I had ever received. Eventually I was able to swallow it all.
His cock slipped from my mouth, as he fell back. I rose from my knees and plopped on the sofa trying to regain my composure, when he said, “you can relax for a while and then I’m going to fuck you.”
My mind was in a whirl, as I was trying to digest what he had said. Did he say fuck me? No way he could fuck me with that monster. He would split me into. I began to break out in a cold sweat.
“Who the fuck are you, and why me?” I asked.
“I’m Buck and I’m the leader of a local Biker’s group. I’m bisexual and I enjoy fucking both men and women. I saw you and some of your friends when you mistakenly came into a biker bar thinking it was a gay bar, and I have wanted to fuck you ever since. I made it a point to find out all about you, and what websites you frequent. The more I researched you, the more I wanted you for my bitch boy,” He said.
“I told you I’m not a bitch boy and I’m not going to let you fuck me. That monster of yours would kill me,” I said.
“I’m not only going to fuck you, but you will become my bitch boy. Now suck my cock hard again, so I can fuck you,” He said.
I started to protest but once again he jammed his cock in my mouth, and before I knew it I was sucking him again, as I felt his cock growing in my mouth. Oh my god, I thought, he will kill me.
Once his cock was fully hard he withdrew it, and he grabbed me and bent me over the sofa. He dropped to his knees and began licking and rimming my ass. In all the times I had been fucked, I had never been rimmed. Damn it felt good. Then boom it happened again, and I came on the front of my sofa.
I felt a warm wet liquid running down the crack of my ass. I didn’t know where it came from, but I knew well the feeling of being lubricated. Then I felt the head of his cock pressing against my anus. The pain was excruciating as he entered my tight ass.
I was surprised by his gentleness in taking it slow and easy. He would enter a small amount of cock and then rest and the pain would subside. Little by little he was gaining complete entry into my ass.
As his cock found my prostate, the usual warm good feeling began. Soon the pain was almost gone to be replaced by pleasure. As he began fucking me, the prostate massage caused awesome pleasure. Better than I had ever experienced before.
Soon he was grunting and groaning as he plowed my ass. I began moaning like never before. I don’t know who was enjoying it more, him or me. Because he had cum when I sucked him, he was going to be able to fuck me a long time, before he came again.
And fuck me he did. Oh damn did he fuck me before filling my bowels with a copious amount of cum.
I’m now not only his bitch boy, but I’m his wife.
While chatting online one night, a message popped up saying “I’m going to fuck you Bitch Boy.“ Bitch Boy was my handle on the Bi/Gay websites I frequented. Usually the message sender’s handle appears with the message, but the message was anonymous. Typically I ignore anonymous messages.
So I kept chatting with several guys and again the same message popped up on my screen. Again, I ignored the message, and continued to chat with my buds.
After the message appeared on my screen the third time, I responded and asked, “Who the hell is this?”
Almost immediately came the response. “I’m the guy that is going to fuck you.”
“But who the hell are you and how do you know me?” I asked again.
“Like I said I’m the guy that is going to fuck you and make you my personal bitch,” he replied.
“Bitch Boy is just a fun handle I use while chatting, I’m not anybody’s bitch,” I said.
“You advertised your availability as a bitch when you chose that handle, and my bitch you will be.” he said.
I left the chat room shaking and thinking there are some weird ones out there, and one can’t be too careful.
Bitch Boy was the fun nickname my college roommate gave me after a drunken fraternity party. At the party, some guys were given dares to suck a brother’s cock. Surprising the dares where accepted, and in front of the fraternity brothers, guys were sucking cock. I was one of those that accepted the dare and sucked my first cock. I tasted cum for the first time and I liked it.
After the party and back in our room, my roomie started calling me Bitch Boy. He said, “ I didn’t know you were a cocksucker. And to think I could have had you sucking my cock for the past two years.”
“I’m not a cocksucker. I just accepted a drunken dare. I have never sucked a cock before and I’m not planning to do it again,” I said.
“Oh yes you are. You are going to suck my cock, if you know what is good for you, and I may even fuck you. If you don’t suck my cock I’m going to spread around campus that you sucked cock at the party,” he said.
Fearing for my reputation I did suck his cock and he did fuck me. I became his bitch boy for the final two years of college. I left college a flaming homosexual having lost all interests in girls. I loved cock and cum.
I moved to the left coast and settled in the gay community and lifestyle. One of the bad things about the gay community is the number of Dom’s and Sub’s. For me that was not my thing even the though my screen handle on websites gave the impression of me being a sub. It was just something I used from my college days.
The next morning I had an e-mail message with the question, “are you ready to be my bitch boy?”
Damn he must have gotten my e-mail from a profile I had created online, otherwise how did he know it? I wondered.
For the next six days in a row, I received the same message, all of which I ignored. On the seventh day, I finally responded saying, “Would you please leave me alone. I’m not now, nor will I ever be anyone’s bitch boy.”
“Yes you will,” came a quick reply.
This went on everyday for the next two weeks, until I was about ready to call the cops.
One evening, after getting home from work, I heard a knock on my door. I answered the door and found a big burly biker type standing there. Before I could ask what he wanted, he said, “are you ready to be my bitch boy?”
I was totally stunned and speechless. How in the world had he found my address?
Finding my non-response irritating, he pushed me so hard that I staggered backward across the room and landed on the sofa. He came in slamming the door behind him, and moved swiftly across the room. At the same time he was removing his cock from it confines. He grabbed me by the hair pulling me off the sofa landing me on my knees directly in front of his cock.
“Now suck it bitch boy,” he said as he began slapping my face with his nine-inch cock.
I was very frightened by the sight of a semi-hard cock that was at least nine inches, and scared at the thought of how big it would grow when fully hard.
He rubbed it across my lips and plunged it into my mouth when I started to speak. He jammed it in till it hit my throat. I had not yet been able to overcome my gag reflex and take a cock into my throat. He began fucking my mouth in a very forceful way. My mouth was being literally raped. I was gagging and started to choke, when a strange thing happened. I came in my pants.
That turned a switch in my brain and I became the aggressor, I started sucking his cock in earnest and he relaxed and enjoyed my expert cocksucking. I felt his cock throbbing and growing in my mouth. I was able to take at least six inches of cock that had now grown to over ten inches, in my mouth. He must have been enjoying my oral skills as I heard him say, “ah, ah, I’m cumming,” as huge ropes of cum were pulsating into my mouth.
I swallowed as best I could, but cum was seeping from both corners of my mouth. This was surely the largest load of cum I had ever received. Eventually I was able to swallow it all.
His cock slipped from my mouth, as he fell back. I rose from my knees and plopped on the sofa trying to regain my composure, when he said, “you can relax for a while and then I’m going to fuck you.”
My mind was in a whirl, as I was trying to digest what he had said. Did he say fuck me? No way he could fuck me with that monster. He would split me into. I began to break out in a cold sweat.
“Who the fuck are you, and why me?” I asked.
“I’m Buck and I’m the leader of a local Biker’s group. I’m bisexual and I enjoy fucking both men and women. I saw you and some of your friends when you mistakenly came into a biker bar thinking it was a gay bar, and I have wanted to fuck you ever since. I made it a point to find out all about you, and what websites you frequent. The more I researched you, the more I wanted you for my bitch boy,” He said.
“I told you I’m not a bitch boy and I’m not going to let you fuck me. That monster of yours would kill me,” I said.
“I’m not only going to fuck you, but you will become my bitch boy. Now suck my cock hard again, so I can fuck you,” He said.
I started to protest but once again he jammed his cock in my mouth, and before I knew it I was sucking him again, as I felt his cock growing in my mouth. Oh my god, I thought, he will kill me.
Once his cock was fully hard he withdrew it, and he grabbed me and bent me over the sofa. He dropped to his knees and began licking and rimming my ass. In all the times I had been fucked, I had never been rimmed. Damn it felt good. Then boom it happened again, and I came on the front of my sofa.
I felt a warm wet liquid running down the crack of my ass. I didn’t know where it came from, but I knew well the feeling of being lubricated. Then I felt the head of his cock pressing against my anus. The pain was excruciating as he entered my tight ass.
I was surprised by his gentleness in taking it slow and easy. He would enter a small amount of cock and then rest and the pain would subside. Little by little he was gaining complete entry into my ass.
As his cock found my prostate, the usual warm good feeling began. Soon the pain was almost gone to be replaced by pleasure. As he began fucking me, the prostate massage caused awesome pleasure. Better than I had ever experienced before.
Soon he was grunting and groaning as he plowed my ass. I began moaning like never before. I don’t know who was enjoying it more, him or me. Because he had cum when I sucked him, he was going to be able to fuck me a long time, before he came again.
And fuck me he did. Oh damn did he fuck me before filling my bowels with a copious amount of cum.
I’m now not only his bitch boy, but I’m his wife.
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