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Here's my story.

First off, I am definitely bisexual, I'll admit that, I think I always have been and it has always been one of my well guarded secrets. I don't advertise it and for the public, I keep it in the closet. It's my secret. From an early age, I always knew I was and there has never been any doubt in my mind about it.

The first cock I sucked belonged to one my brother's older friends. I love to suck cock and had also given a few discreet blow jobs in my college days at a park bathroom I found. Lately I have been thinking, that it has been a really long time since I have gotten to submissively suck on a cock. The last time I got to enjoy a stiff cock in my mouth was too long ago. I have recently been having fond erotic memories of servicing a hard cock again and have really felt the need to do this, it's a part of my life that I have been suppressing. After seeing the outrageous personal ads on Craig's List, I thought I might give it a try.

I have never had a man penetrate me anally, I really only like to give oral, so I made it clear in my ad to explain that I was only looking to give head. So, after thinking it over, I excitedly placed my ad, but also nervously, as now in retrospect, What started out as me fulfilling a fantasy, turned into a new life for me.

So, it all started with this ad:

"wm, 23, very cute, blonde, 5'7, 145, slim, smooth with submissive fantasies, I want a real man with a big cock to fuck my face, I want to please you, oral only, all you want, no reciprocation wanted, your pic gets mine."

As soon as my ad was posted online, I started getting replies. Surprise, surprise, lots of them. This seemed too good to be true. I had my pick of dozens of men with big juicy fat cock photos in their replies. As I looked through my replies, I had a mixture of emotions, I was flushed, nervous, excited and horny. I was in heaven every time my email chimed to open a new potential applicant.

This one guy's reply really caught my attention, it said simply, "10 inches cut, wm, dominant, bull, daddy type, but will respect your limits."

The picture he replied with was a close up of the biggest cock I had ever seen. It looked thick like a beer can, it probably was 10 inches long like he claimed, also circumcised and really hard in the photo. It looked perfect and gave me goose bumps even while I felt flushed. The veins stood out like intricate roads from a satellite map image. The head was like a plum, fat, smooth and it sat like a crown on this huge appendage. Nobody that wanted to suck a cock could deny this thing, it commanded your attention. A cock sucker's dream for sure.

I quickly sent him an email back telling him that I was very interested and would love to meet him. I got an immediate response with his location being at a nearby hotel and his room number. No phone number was included and with his explaining that he was only in town for the night and we would have to do this immediately if I wanted to suck it.

I should have insisted on a phone call, or at least tried to screen him with more emails to somewhat get a feel for him, but stupidly, I didn't. I was mesmerized by his cock and worried if I didn't act fast, I might lose him. I replied by email, asking if we could meet about 8:00PM and all he replied back, was that I need to be there promptly on time or no dice.

I have a girlfriend, but she knows nothing about this side of me and wouldn't understand either. My cock sucking days were before I met her. If she ever found out or suspected that I secretly wanted to suck a cock, I know she would leave me in a second. It was about 6PM, so I decided to call her and give her a "story" about what I was doing tonight so she wouldn't be suspicious. I told her I was going to go out with my buddies and play pool. She bought the story so I went straight to the bathroom to shave and shower.

Honestly, I had no intention of doing anything but giving oral to this man, but I decided to give myself several enemas. I know this sounds weird, as I said I only wanted to give head, but I had learned something in the past about trying to take a big cock in your throat. Once when I was in school, I sucked a guys cock that was pretty big and he purposely gagged me repeatedly with the length of it. It was the hottest experience in my life. He purposely fucked into my throat to make me gag, enjoying his dominance over me. Every time I gagged on it in my throat, it made my throat shoot a spasm so deep into my stomach, that I felt like I might expel from my butt. The spasm made my sphincter muscle uncontrollably dilate real fast, like I was going to the bathroom. So I gave myself several enemas so I wouldn't embarrass myself if I ended up gagging on this monster in the photo.

I arrived at his hotel room at exactly 8PM and he answered my knock immediately. With a strong handshake, he offered no introduction of his name as he invited me in and both locked and chained the door behind me. He was about 6'4, 210 pounds, perhaps half Hispanic and half Caucasian. Pretty imposing physically, muscularly defined, ruggedly handsome, loaded with all these scary tattoos on his chest and arms. He only wore a white hotel towel cinched around his waist.

He was a little intimidating at first, but his nonchalant and casual demeanor had me relaxed enough to do this, but still a little cautious. Honestly, I was scared, but I wanted to suck that big cock. I tried to chat briefly, but after no more than a few words were exchanged, he explained again that he was on a bit of a time frame and we needed to get started. So with little else being said, he sat on the edge of the bed and loosened his towel, but not enough to expose his cock to me.

This guy was really hot, I guessed about 30 to 35 years old and it was obvious he was in peak physical condition. His body was lean and toned with muscular arms and a well defined chest. He had obviously spent lots of hours working out. All these intricate scary tattoos covered his arms, chest and legs as he sat there staring at me and waiting for me to come over. Our bodies were of total contrast, me being short, blonde, smooth, skinny, basically hairless and very trim but undefined of any muscularity. Him being rugged, tough, dark hairy and all man. I was boyish and almost feminine in a pretty way compared to his rugged masculine looks.

Without another word, I shyly walked over to the edge of the bed and knelt submissively in front of his now spread knees and removed the towel. The first thing that grabbed my attention was the thickness of his cock, it was not yet fully hard as it rested against his leg, but it really did look almost as thick as a soda can. If not a soda can, it was definitely thicker than one of those energy drink cans. As I stared at it, lost in time, he finally took the initiative and leaned forward into me, bringing his nipple straight to my mouth.

I knew what he wanted, a little foreplay, I could do that if it meant I would eventually get to suck on that cock. I eagerly drew his nipple into my mouth, nursing on it gently with my lips, tongue and teeth as he held the back of my head firmly in place. His chest was very hairy, hard and muscular as I tried to use my lips to push the thick matted hair out of the way to get access to his nipple. I sucked on it gently, coaxing small groans and mumbles in Spanish from him as he held me firmly in place with one hand on the back of my head and the other on my chin like I was a small suck toy there to please him.

It grew hard in my mouth, like a little button as I sucked and nibbled on it for several minutes. Pulling my eager mouth off of his erect nipple, he d**g me to his other nipple to repeat my ministrations. Again, I eagerly suckled and nibbled on his other nipple until it was eraser tip hard, while he groaned and held my face firmly in place.

Pushing my head down towards his lower abdomen, he held my head strongly and firmly, guiding me to please him with my mouth where he needed. Still in his firm grasp, and unable to look anywhere but straight ahead, just inches from his chest, he maneuvered my head downward so that I was forced to lick his lower stomach. Not allowing me to get his cock in my mouth yet, I began licking and sucking the flesh on his stomach into my greedy mouth. I felt the muscles that formed his well defined six pack and felt honored to be allowed to please him.

This man was all muscle and I swooned at the chance to savor and worship his muscular body. I slurped and sucked on the flesh of his stomach not caring anymore about his hairy torso, I just wanted to please him and for this to never stop. I knew what a rarity it was to be allowed to worship a body like this and I intended on taking full advantage of it. I knew that both men and women would stand in line for this opportunity, but it was my chance, mine, and I wasn't going to screw it up.

I still couldn't see his cock, as he held me so close to his perfectly formed abdomen, forcing me to please him as he wanted, but I felt it poking and nudging into the bottom of my chin. It felt like a piece of steel with a soft mushy tip that smeared pre-cum on the bottom of my smooth shaved chin. It was so warm as it rubbed against my neck, so hard as it wouldn't yield or bend as I pressed my throat against it, so manly as I tried to move my mouth to it.

He was controlling everything, where I licked, how long I licked the spot he guided me to, he treated my mouth like a sex device for his pleasure. Finally he released my head and the first thing I did was lean back to look at his cock.

It was utterly magnificent, a spectacular specimen of manhood. It stood straight up, pointing at the ceiling, rock hard and unyielding, while drooling a thick clear stream of pre-cum down the underside onto his balls. It was unreal in length, probably the 10 inches he claimed or even more. Thick and pinkish, the head looked swollen and bloated like it was ready to explode. I just stared in awe at this man before me as his cock twitched and throbbed.

This image will be in my mind forever, I cannot tell you how sexy this man looked to me. His perfectly defined muscular body, his ruddy good looks, his dark hairy body and his spectacular cock. I knew right then and there that I would do whatever this man wanted and needed from me. I knew my mission in life for this moment was that I would do anything he asked to please him.

While I knelt submissively in front of him, he took his index finger and middle finger and slowly touched them to my lips. Rubbing them roughly on my closed lips, forcing them open, but not really understanding what he wanted, he forcefully inserted them into my mouth. Staring down my nose, I noticed they were tattooed with the letters "R" and "A" between his knuckles, as his third and little finger sported the initial "Z" and "A".

"RAZA", I had no idea what that meant, maybe it was his name and I had little time to ponder it as he probed deeper into my mouth. He rubbed his calloused, long, thick fingers all over my tongue, over my gums, over my teeth, probing and poking around. It felt like some kind of dental exam. At first I was a little repulsed at having his fingers in my mouth, but if this was what was expected so I could suck his cock, I gladly submitted. I gently closed my lips over them and sweetly batted my eyes at him as I sucked softly on his fingers.

He started stroking his fingers deeper into my mouth, nearing my tonsils as I relaxed and tried to go with it. I felt them pressing down firmly on the back of my tongue, then curving downward so he could enter my throat just a bit. He reached up and purposely flicked my tonsils with his fingernail, causing a small gag from me which made him almost smile. For a couple of minutes, he just sawed his fingers downward into my throat, seemingly to test my willingness and purposely causing me small gags as I tried to appease him.

After what seemed like a long time of his forcing me to suck and gag on his two probing fingers, he inserted all four of his fingers into my mouth and just fucked them deeply into my mouth. My lips and jaw stretched obscenely over his four fingers as he tried to fist them deeply into my throat. It was impossible as his hand was way too large, but he kept trying to see how much of his hand he could fit in my mouth.

Finally tiring of that, he removed his wet fingers from my throat and leaned back on his elbows, I took this chance to try to impress him without his guidance. I leaned over to lick up the clear pre-cum stream that was literally drooling down the underside of his cock and puddleing onto his balls. I was amazed that so much of this clear and shiny nectar had seeped down over his balls. For a second, I wondered if he had already cum, as there was more pre-cum on him that I can actually cum all together.

I nuzzled my face into his balls and slurped up the trail of his leakage. It was everywhere, thin and opaque, it had seeped down over his balls and onto the bed covering. I wanted desperately to let him know that I would do anything to make him happy, no matter how nasty. For some reason, it was imperative that I pleased him like no other person had before. I wanted him to know I would go the extra mile to do things for him that nobody else might do.

I sucked on his balls ever so lovingly, gently paying careful attention to slurp up every bit of his pre semen secretions that tasted so sweet to me. I was intoxicated with the taste, it reminded me of coconut milk. I was totally amazed at how slick his balls were with pre-cum, as they were literally soaked with it. The lower I sucked on them, the more pre-cum I found. Nuzzling my chin into the comforter where his balls rested, was where I found a hidden lake where at least a full tablespoon of drizzle had settled. Helping me to get better access, he lay back on the bed and pulled his knees up to his chest.

I literally dove in under his balls to get my prize of his sweet pre-cum. I held his legs up by his ankles and pushed them back as far as they would go towards him so his balls came off the bed and his asshole was now completely exposed. I slurped ever square inch of his hairy balls, then licked and chewed around his butt cheeks to get my reward.

As I look back now, I'm ashamed of what I did next. I had never seen a man's ass before, well, at least never his asshole and definitely never this close. It was pink and wrinkly, very hairy but smelled very clean and fresh, like soap. It was glazed over with his drizzle that had seeped down over it, and for unexplained reasons, it commanded my attention. Pushing his ankles back even farther, his asshole became an open target for me. I stuck out my tongue, and at first, I gently probed his asshole. I licked up all the pre-cum that had drooled down there, mopping his asshole with my tongue while he grunted Spanish encouragements for me.

He slapped my hands off his ankles and locking his forearms under his legs, he strongly pulled back on his legs until his knees touched his chest, giving me full access to his asshole. I attacked it like a starving man, devouring it as he groaned and held himself open for me. I ate his asshole like a man possessed, licking it, nibbling on it, using my now free hands and fingers to help spread his cheeks so I could get more of it. His groans spurned me on and I knew I would do this for a long as he wanted. I ate his ass like a pussy for at least 10 minutes, spreading his cheeks as far as I could and poking my tongue in as deep as I could like I was fucking him with it.

Finally he sat back up on the edge of the bed as I still knelt before him with my face glistening full of his pre-cum and my saliva. I can't explain this, but as he stared into my eyes with lust, I was never more proud of myself. Where I should have been embarrassed, I wasn't ashamed at all, in fact I was proud as he affectionately patted me on the head before gripping my ears firmly. Holding my ears and tilting my head down, he placed the tip of his still drooling cock at my lips. As I opened my mouth to accept him in it, he plunged my head down forcefully until his cock head banged the opening of my throat.



Caught totally unprepared for this, I gagged unmercifully on his cock. I choked and sputtered as my gag reflex went into high gear fearing I would vomit. I wretched and tried to pull off as he held my ears firmly, while he lifted my head up then shoved me down again. This time I totally gagged and involuntarily farted aloud as he assaulted my throat. I was so glad that I had taken time to give myself those enemas. He brought my head back up again and then slammed me down onto his cock once more. Tears immediately began pouring from my eyes from the assault on my throat as he repeatedly pounded my face up and down on his cock trying to enter my throat. My nose immediately became snotty as the tears now poured from my eyes from the assault causing my salivary glands to overproduce. I wanted to take it all for him, but he was too thick, it wouldn't fit in my throat. He didn't care, he didn't understand, it didn't matter to him, he was incessant on getting it in my throat.

He held me there as tears poured from my eyes, just trying to punch his hard fat blunt cock head into my narrow gullet. Time after time he rammed me down onto it trying to force his impossible thickness into the too tight channel of my throat. I gagged, I sputtered, I choked and stammered on his cock. It was an act of futility, his cock was just too thick to fit in my throat, but he didn't care, he just held me and face fucked me brutally for what seemed like forever.

I thought I was going to suffocate, I was sure I was going to throw up. Now almost every time he engaged my gag reflex, I uncontrollably farted and was sure I would have expelled had I not given myself an enema. Tears poured down my cheeks as I pushed at his thighs and flailed at his hands gripping my ears, fighting for my release, but he was too strong to be stopped. He pounded his thick cock head against my tonsils until snot bubbled out of my nose. My face reddened as I sobbed and whined as he abused my mouth.

I was completely exhausted as this strong man brutally abused me, literally spent and ready to collapse. I fought with all my might to get out of his clutches as he relentlessly over and over pounded his cock into my mouth trying to invade my throat. We weren't even close to any deep throat yet, all he had gotten in so far was about 6 or 7 inches, it would never fit, why didn't he realize that.

Just when I thought I was going to faint, he let go and pushed me away from him. I went sprawling to the floor landing on my butt and trying to catch my breath. My body was aching and sore as he sat on the bed stroking his cock and smiling at me.

At that moment I sensed someone behind me, but before I could turn around, someone placed one of those plastic grocery bags over my head like they were going to suffocate me. With the bag firmly over my entire head, my assailant held it in place with a choking grip on my neck. I tried to reach up and pull it off, but the guy on the bed jumped off and held my hands so I couldn't resist the bag.

At first, I thought they were trying to suffocate me. I gasped and took a deep breath, but the air I inhaled inside the bag was horrible. It smelt like glue, or paint thinner or some strong chemical. The more I inhaled, the dizzier I got. As they held me in place, forcing me to inhale these fumes, my head started spinning. I felt dizzy, I thought I might throw up, but I didn't. They held me like this until my arms went limp. I think I passed out, well maybe I didn't actually pass out, I'm not sure, but I was definitely in some kind of doped up haze as they removed the bag and lifted me effortlessly off the carpet. Weak and lifeless, I couldn't even stand on my own, my knees wobbled and my head reeled.


I was assisted by the two of them to the bed where I was quickly stripped of all my clothing. I just laid there on my stomach, compliant, unable to even sit up and still reeling from whatever I inhaled. I was pushed around by them into a kneeling position, then into a kneeling/sitting position, with my chest and head shoved deep into the mattress, as my hands were stretched down to my ankles. I must have looked like I was in a Muslim prayer pose. I then felt a separate set of handcuffs being placed on each wrists. Each wrist handcuff was then secured to an ankle. The left wrist and left ankle, then the right wrist and right ankle. They were stretched I could barely move as I incoherently and meekly pleaded for them to stop.

I finally got a glimpse of the second guy that had put the bag over my head. He was a tall black man, very muscular and very well built, wearing only a pair of white boxer shorts. He might have been 6'8 inches tall and also was laden with tattoos and deep scars like knife wounds on his chest. A very scary looking guy, big and ugly.

Then, along with the handcuffs, they trussed me up in rope until I was secured in a "buns up kneeling position" with my face deep in the mattress. Ropes looped under my knees and around my shoulders, virtually hog tying me into the position they wanted. The ropes were extremely tight, not allowing me any leeway whatsoever in movement. With my face deep in the mattress, my knees splayed wide open and my ass obscenely spread and exposed high in the air. Once again, they put the plastic bag back over my head when they thought I was regaining my senses or becoming uncooperative. I pleaded not to use the bag anymore, that I would cooperate, but they didn't listen, talk even acknowledge me. As they replaced the bag over my head again, forcing me to inhale the fumes, I felt myself again become incoherent and dizzy.

As they finished and admired their work, I realized I was completely vulnerable to whatever they wanted. I was bound in cuffs and rope, in a position where I was literally buns up kneeling, my knees spread wide, my ass wide open and my arms secured. I wriggled trying to find some maneuverability, but there was none, I couldn't move an inch.

As I knelt there, trussed up like Thanksgiving turkey, literally stoned out of my head and so dizzy that I was still seeing stars float in my eyes, the black guy pulled a chair up to the edge of the bed. Removing his shorts, I saw the what must have been an erect 8 inch uncircumcised fat black cock sticking straight out.

He sat down and dragged my shoulders and face that were buried in the mattress to the edge of the bed by his chair. I was so dizzy and incoherent I couldn't resist at all. He kept pulling my shoulders forward toward his lap until my head was hanging over the edge of the bed with only my knees and some of my chest to cling to the bed. I was leaning so far over, that all of my leverage to sit stable was gone as he supported my head with his hands. My face was now literally buried between his legs.

Lifting my head up, he lowered it onto his cock and starting using my mouth like a masturbation device. With his right hand on my chin and his left hand firmly entangled in my hair, he just moved my head up and down on his cock as he fucked his cock with my mouth. I couldn't support myself in this position at all, if he had moved away from the bed, I would have toppled over on my head, there was little I could do. I was at his mercy as he guided my mouth up and down his cock. I tried to resist, I tried to turn my head, I tried to pull away, but he just laughed and then lifted my head up off his cock roughly by my hair so I could see his face. Staring straight into my eyes, he slapped me hard on the side of my face, very hard and then he just smiled. Then he shook his head "no" and wagged his finger at me like I was a naughty c***d or something.

My punishment was the bag, which he secured tightly over my head as I struggled to avoid it. I begged not to put my head in that bag again, I pleaded with him, but he just smiled and pulled it over my head. I tried not to breath while it was over my head, I tried to hold my breath, but of course I couldn't. As I gasped for air inside the bag, I inhaled those horrible paint/glue odors over and over, feeling the dizziness wash over me. As my eyes glazed over and the euphoric fumes took their control, I slumped almost lifelessly. As I become pliant and quit my thrashing, he removed the bag and lowered my mouth on his cock again.

I lost all my resistance from the fumes as he now used my face hard again, jamming his cock deep into my mouth. Gripping my hair and chin, over and over he fucked my face down onto his cock until my throat opened up and accepted his length. I was so fucked up from the fumes that I accepted his cock in my throat without much resistance now. I still choked and sputtered as he fucked into my throat, it was like an out of body experience as I felt him make me take him to the root over and over. He was abusive and cruel in his treatment, harshly and with no concern, he forced my mouth down. He fucked deep into my throat until my lips were mashed against his groin and used me like a toy with no concern about breaking it.

At times he would hold me all the way down on his cock, blocking my air passage so I couldn't breathe. In my weakened state, I could hardly resist and felt I would actually suffocate on his cock. Just when it seemed I was going to pass out, he would pull me off to let me catch my breath. He would slap my face hard and grin sadistically at me when he let me up. Then it was back down again to force his cock deep into my throat again.

I was a limp rag, spent, played out, unable to do anything but endure his abuse. My energy was depleted, I was broke and shattered. I have no idea how long this went on and came to accept it as I felt his friend crawl on the bed behind me.

With my asshole shamelessly and crudely exposed, sticking straight up in the air, I felt those long fingers that had been in my mouth earlier, start to probe into it. In my euphoric state, they didn't really hurt so bad, but the scary part to me was that I knew he was just priming me for his cock. I felt him drool a lot of spit onto my asshole and his fingers seemed to slide in and out more effortlessly with the lubrication. He was not sensitive or concerned about my feelings as he twisted and ground his fingers deeper and from side to side, forcing me to open up. I fought it as much as I could, twisting my rear end away from him until I saw out of the corner of my eye, him hand the bag to the black guy.

Again, the black guy removed his cock from my mouth and the bag was placed on my head, but this time, I found myself almost welcoming the fumes. As soon as his hands gripped it tight around my neck, I inhaled deeply, hoping for the security of the dreamy ecstasy that would help me survive this ordeal. I inhaled freely as waves of comfort and numbness followed. As I calmed down and accepted the probing fingers in my ass, the bag was removed and my mouth was again lowered onto the black cock. The fingers started feeling good as he roughly stretched my ring open for several minutes.

Satisfied I was open enough and receptive enough to take his cock in my ass, the guy behind me withdrew his fingers and I felt his cock head nudge into my sphincter muscle. I tried to relax, I really did, but as I felt it entering my ass, it really hurt. The fumes were wearing off and I needed that extra help. That was when I did something that still amazes me. I fought as hard as I could until I twisted my mouth off the cock and begged for more of the bag.

The black guy just laughed and for whatever reason, maybe compassion, he put the bag back over my head. This time, I greedily inhaled as deep as I could while the guy behind me almost kindly waited for the fumes to take over in my brain. This time I made no effort at all to avoid the fumes, I inhaled as fast and as deeply as I could until I felt my shoulders slump and my body go limp. My head was spinning, I felt like I was floating and any touch from these men felt good. The black man watched my eyes though the clear bag until I signaled with a nod that I had enough.

As numb as I was, I swear, believe it or not, I hardly felt him enter my ass. Yes, it was tight, it was a little uncomfortable at first, but it was also a warm full feeling. I felt a stretching and a fullness I cannot describe, I could handle it. He got into a very slow rhythm at first, just feeding it to me gently while I relaxed and accepted it. He expertly worked that cock slowly and gently into my ass, letting me get used to it. I felt him go deep and bottom out, but my body was spent, it didn't belong to me anymore and I accepted him willingly The fumes had me totally relaxed.

He eventually started going a little faster and a little deeper. I felt him begin to long dick me with methodical even strokes. This guy was going easy on me, occasionally on his down stroke I would feel his muscled torso touch my ass, so I knew he was almost all the away in now. Even as he glided in and out, I felt good, full and a little numb, and then I started to crave his stokes.

Now with one guy fucking my throat and the other pounding my ass, in my blissful euphoric state, like I said, my ass started to feel really good. My cock actually started to harden and my ass moved in rhythm with the cock pounding into it. He held my hips firm as he pounded into me now, deep stroking all the way in until his muscular stomach slapped hard against my soft cheeks. I felt his blunt cock head pounding hard into my guts on each down stroke and I'm embarrassed to say, it was at that point that I wished he was two inches longer. I wanted more, he was taking me in my d**gged stupor to another place with the feelings he created in my ass.

His fucking went on for what seemed like forever, the bag being replaced at intervals they selected. Being forced back on the black cock fucking my throat and the guy behind me sawing in and out of my ass, combined with the out of world feeling from the fumes, my body simply crumbled. I totally gave up and just accepted being their fuck toy. Not that I needed the bag anymore, I was finished, the struggle in me was gone. I would take all that cock deep to the root in my ass as I choked down the one in front of me.

After an amazingly long and strong session of the bag over my head, the guy behind me started grunting and slapping my ass cheeks really hard. He then gripped my hips as tight as he could, pulling my cheeks into his stomach as he pounded furiously into me. Feeling his fingernails gouging into my hips, he started screaming some sexy filthy Spanish dialog. I have no idea what he was saying, but I'm sure this is the moment he poured his seed into my ass.

As he continued his frantic pumping, all of the sudden he glided so slickly and smoothly, that I knew for a fact, that his cum inside me was acting as a lubricant. I don't know what caused it, maybe his sexy Spanish verbal diatribe, maybe I just had enough, I don't know. All of this was just too much for me and I couldn't handle anymore, I just started shaking all over and then my cock started spurting while he kept pumping into me. It wasn't like a regular orgasm, not like when I had sex with my girlfriend or when I jacked off. It was super intense and came from my stomach and ass. I blew my load all over the comforter.

Maybe the two of us pushed the black guy over the edge, cause the next thing I knew, he pulled my head about halfway up on his cock and I felt warm slick sprays volleying into my mouth. His cock twitched and was overcome with spasms as he groaned and filled my mouth with his cum. I swallowed and gulped to avoid choking on it, but I couldn't help myself. Somehow it went in the wrong spot and some actually came out of one of my nostrils. He forced my mouth down on his cock until only two inches were exposed and then he fucked my face back and forth to the root as fast as he could. I felt like my throat was a pussy the way he used it. I really didn't have to swallow much more of it, as most of it was literally injected down my throat, but as he finished spraying and trembling, he drew my head up to the tip and made me nurse off what more drooled out his pee hole.

I was done, I was totally spent, they rolled me over onto the bed, where I rested, too exhausted to talk or move. Still hog tied, I managed to stay awake long enough to see them sit at the small table the hotel room offered. They opened a half full bottle of liquor and poured some drinks for themselves. I couldn't tell what it was they were drinking and in my dazed stupor, I heard them talking, but couldn't understand them.

The black guy went in the bathroom and returned with a small leather satchel. I watched as he pulled out 3 syringes, a spoon and a baggie of brownish powder. They mixed up a small amount of the powder in the spoon, added some liquor to it, cooked it with a lighter and loaded two of the syringes. Both guys took their shots.

The last thing I really remember clearly, and it's all hazy after that, was that they mixed up a bigger spoonful for the third syringe, and gave me a shot while I was restrained. I vaguely remember other things that happened through the night. Nothing is clear, just fuzzy memories.

I know they used me through the night, several times, but it's all a blur. I can't remember much else happening in any detail. It was all like a dream. I would be candid and honest if I could just remember, I would tell you, but I know the bag was used extensively, over and over and I think it messed up my short term memory of the event. All I really remember after the shot was how good they made me feel all night long.

I know the Hispanic guy did fuck my throat, all the way to the root, I do remember that, he finally forced that thick log into my tight gullet. I know that for a fact.

The black guy did fuck my ass too, more than once I think, I really can't remember. I also know the Hispanic guy fucked my ass again, on my back and I know he kissed me passionately and talked to me sexily in Spanish as I kissed him back. I had deep hickeys all over my neck the next day.

I know I was fucked with a beer bottle and I think a fist, maybe. I'm pretty sure cause there were several soiled latex gloves in the bed in the morning when room service found me still tied up.

The guys, they were long gone I guess, nothing of them remained in the room. After the maid summoned the manager to release me, thank God they left the handcuff keys, he asked if I wanted the police. I did not, I most certainly did not. I grabbed my clothes and sped home. I had rope burns all over my legs, neck, arms, everywhere. Hickeys and bite marks were all over my neck and tits. My nipples, they ached like crazy, like someone chewed on them. I hurt everywhere. My ass and throat, they were sore for a week.