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The internet, back when it was AOL dial up, had opened up my sexual desires and connected me to an exciting perverse world. I can't even recall how many times I masturbated to all kinds of porn, did cam to cam, and even phone sex'd with people willing to call me. I literally would spend the entire weekends sitting nude on a towel beating my tiny pecker, until it bled sometimes, dry of cum. I was in college and didn't have a roommate in my dorm room. I'd log on in the early evenings and stay on until the sun was coming up. I was addicted!
The internet seemed so new and nieve back then. I never thought of anything negative happening from meeting people from online. I was in my sexual prime at age 19 and I had some early success when meeting people for sex. But that leads me to a proposition I received one night from a mysterious man by the screen name Mr. Pictaker. I had found his profile by searching key words on the AOL profile page. I read his profile and decided to email him without even chatting first. I asked if he'd be interested in taking pictures of me while masturbating. I liked to chat while masturbating and hoped to find someone that night. Within minutes, he responded. We started chatting on instant messenger...which was a little pop-up window back then. I tried to bait him into talking dirty with me so I could get off. Instead, he was somewhat professional. He asked for a meeting the next day with a proposal...after I let him view my cam and showed off my slender 5'10" 117lbs frame for him. Initially I was reluctant to meet him, since he didn't want to cam or show me his picture. But he offered to buy me lunch and I couldn't turn down food being in college.
We met on a Wednesday afternoon. I skipped two classes. I waited in the lobby of the restaurant for him. In walked this tall, husky guy. He looked more nervous than I was. His gigantic hand engulfed and crushed mine with a firm, sweaty grip. I recall hearing his heavy breathing as we followed the waitress to our table. While we looked at the menu, he mentioned I could call him Rick because he didn't want me to know his real name. We ordered our food and then Rick took out a piece of paper from his pocket. He opened it up and slid it towards me. It was a list of things Rick wanted me to do! First, I slid my license over to him to verify who I was. Once satisfied he gave it back to me. Then I was to move from the seat across from him to the seat next to him and unzip my shorts. I pulled my cock and ball sack out. I placed my elbows on the table. Rick moved his left hand under the table and began to fondle me. I got aroused quickly and he began to tug. My pale cheeks grew flush and I leaned over and put my head down on the table ...so as not to show my exasperated look on my face. He stopped as the waitress delivered our food. She quickly noticed my face and asked if I was alright. I said yes, I was fine and smiled while thanking her for her concern. Rick took his sandwich in one hand and put his other on my stiffened rod. He acted like nothing was happening as I tried to sip water. The water spilled down my face as he grip tightened. My hands spread outward as I grew close. I began to look around to see if anyone was looking. Rick tugged harder, which made my chair squeek as he jerked me. I softly beckoned "I'm close."
Rick moved his hand away from my throbbing meat. He whispered for me to continue as he ate. Rick stared at me as I nervously continued. I noticed a man, located a few tables away motion towards our table to another waitress. She looked shocked and briskly walked away. I was almost ready to burst but fear took over. I quickly stuffed myself into my shorts and zipped up as the manager walked over. "I'm going to have to ask you gentlemen to leave." He said in a soft but firm tone. Rick acted as if nothing was happening. He took the last bite seemingly in slow motion. I stood up quickly, pulling my t-shirt over the buldge in my shorts. I kept my head down and crossed my hands over the pitched tent still protruding. Rick got up after me and we were escorted out. On the way out the manager said, "Don't come back!"
Rick seemed oblivious, I was so embarrassed especially when I saw the manager still staring at me. Rick told me to follow him in my car. Rick walked me to my car. As I fumbled to put the key in the lock, Rick said "Give me your shorts and underwear." I was shocked but by looking into his eyes, I knew he wasn't joking. I opened the door and slid into my seat. I took out my wallet and put it into the other seat. I took off my shorts and underwear, sliding them over my socks and shoes. Rick took them and walked to his car. I followed him. Embarrassment turned into a surprisingly arousal. I got hard driving half naked across town. I began to subconsciously play with myself as I followed Rick out onto a gravel road West of town. We finally pulled into a lot that consisted of a large barn and a trailer. Rick got out and motioned me to park inside the barn. I pulled my car in. Rick took my shirt and I followed him to the trailer in just socks and shoes.
The Trailer
I followed Rick inside and there in the middle of the floor was a queen mattress, lights, and a VHS camera on a tripod. Rick told me to get on the mattress. He went to the back of the trailer. He came back with several porn magazines and dropped them by me. "Masturbate!"
I had fantasized about masturbating in front of someone but now I struggled to get it up. I thumbed through a magazine and found a picture that aroused me. It was a girl reaching down between her legs about to guide this guy's long hard cock into her. I focused on her thick tan thighs and the look of satisfaction in her face as she knew the drilling she was going to take. I relaxed and got hard. I began rubbing. "Slow it down!" Rick said as he moved the camera lens. I stopped looking at the magazine and focused on the camera. Rick coached me through it until my time came. Cum burst out and up in the air. It splattered on my chest and face. I let out a groan as I tried to push out as much cum as I could. Rick continued to record as my tiny thick cock reseeded back to an even smaller size. I ran my fingers through the cum on my body and licked them. Rick's face was so stoic, I couldn't tell if I did well. Rick told me to clean up in the bathroom and return.
As I washed, I heard Rick go outside. When I returned to the living room, the VHS camera was gone. Rick walked back in and told me to come around the back. There behind his trailer was a plywood board that had eight holes with ropes. Rick told me to put my feet and hands into the rope loops. Rick pulled them tight from behind and tightened them. The sun was beating down on my pale body. Rick told me he'd be back and he went inside. I heard a car coming down the road. I got nervous but the car kept going ... luckily it couldn't see me from the road. Rick came out with a horse whip. My body shook and fear took over. I began to beg as Rick turned on the camera. He didn't respond to my pleas. He walked in front of me and touched my body with the black whip. *Twack* I cried out,not in pain but more surprised as he struck my chest. It left a mark on my pale hairless chest. *Twack Twack* Rick struck my thights. I cried out again. Tears formed in my eyes. Rick put the whip under my tip and raised it up. *Twack* he struck my tip. I sobbed and tried to pull free from my bonds. The plywood board shook but was well anchored to the ground. I begged for him to stop. Rick didn't even act like he heard me. He looked me over, walked in front and without warning *Twack!* He swung upward between my legs and branded my ball sack. It felt like getting kicked in the gut. I gasped for breath and wanted to throw up. My body broke into a huge sweat. Rick struck me several more times across my chest and legs. My cries were now too weak, my head started to drop. Rick dropped his whip and began to jerk me off. I don't know how but he managed to get me hard after a few minutes. He stopped to reposition the camera. Then he untied my right hand and made me jerk off. It took a long while but I managed three bursts of salty cum out of me. Rick told me to keep going until the ooze stopped seeping from my tip. He untied me and I limped into the trailer. Rick gave me water, my clothes, and ten bucks for the videos. A week later, I returned to make more...
The internet seemed so new and nieve back then. I never thought of anything negative happening from meeting people from online. I was in my sexual prime at age 19 and I had some early success when meeting people for sex. But that leads me to a proposition I received one night from a mysterious man by the screen name Mr. Pictaker. I had found his profile by searching key words on the AOL profile page. I read his profile and decided to email him without even chatting first. I asked if he'd be interested in taking pictures of me while masturbating. I liked to chat while masturbating and hoped to find someone that night. Within minutes, he responded. We started chatting on instant messenger...which was a little pop-up window back then. I tried to bait him into talking dirty with me so I could get off. Instead, he was somewhat professional. He asked for a meeting the next day with a proposal...after I let him view my cam and showed off my slender 5'10" 117lbs frame for him. Initially I was reluctant to meet him, since he didn't want to cam or show me his picture. But he offered to buy me lunch and I couldn't turn down food being in college.
We met on a Wednesday afternoon. I skipped two classes. I waited in the lobby of the restaurant for him. In walked this tall, husky guy. He looked more nervous than I was. His gigantic hand engulfed and crushed mine with a firm, sweaty grip. I recall hearing his heavy breathing as we followed the waitress to our table. While we looked at the menu, he mentioned I could call him Rick because he didn't want me to know his real name. We ordered our food and then Rick took out a piece of paper from his pocket. He opened it up and slid it towards me. It was a list of things Rick wanted me to do! First, I slid my license over to him to verify who I was. Once satisfied he gave it back to me. Then I was to move from the seat across from him to the seat next to him and unzip my shorts. I pulled my cock and ball sack out. I placed my elbows on the table. Rick moved his left hand under the table and began to fondle me. I got aroused quickly and he began to tug. My pale cheeks grew flush and I leaned over and put my head down on the table ...so as not to show my exasperated look on my face. He stopped as the waitress delivered our food. She quickly noticed my face and asked if I was alright. I said yes, I was fine and smiled while thanking her for her concern. Rick took his sandwich in one hand and put his other on my stiffened rod. He acted like nothing was happening as I tried to sip water. The water spilled down my face as he grip tightened. My hands spread outward as I grew close. I began to look around to see if anyone was looking. Rick tugged harder, which made my chair squeek as he jerked me. I softly beckoned "I'm close."
Rick moved his hand away from my throbbing meat. He whispered for me to continue as he ate. Rick stared at me as I nervously continued. I noticed a man, located a few tables away motion towards our table to another waitress. She looked shocked and briskly walked away. I was almost ready to burst but fear took over. I quickly stuffed myself into my shorts and zipped up as the manager walked over. "I'm going to have to ask you gentlemen to leave." He said in a soft but firm tone. Rick acted as if nothing was happening. He took the last bite seemingly in slow motion. I stood up quickly, pulling my t-shirt over the buldge in my shorts. I kept my head down and crossed my hands over the pitched tent still protruding. Rick got up after me and we were escorted out. On the way out the manager said, "Don't come back!"
Rick seemed oblivious, I was so embarrassed especially when I saw the manager still staring at me. Rick told me to follow him in my car. Rick walked me to my car. As I fumbled to put the key in the lock, Rick said "Give me your shorts and underwear." I was shocked but by looking into his eyes, I knew he wasn't joking. I opened the door and slid into my seat. I took out my wallet and put it into the other seat. I took off my shorts and underwear, sliding them over my socks and shoes. Rick took them and walked to his car. I followed him. Embarrassment turned into a surprisingly arousal. I got hard driving half naked across town. I began to subconsciously play with myself as I followed Rick out onto a gravel road West of town. We finally pulled into a lot that consisted of a large barn and a trailer. Rick got out and motioned me to park inside the barn. I pulled my car in. Rick took my shirt and I followed him to the trailer in just socks and shoes.
The Trailer
I followed Rick inside and there in the middle of the floor was a queen mattress, lights, and a VHS camera on a tripod. Rick told me to get on the mattress. He went to the back of the trailer. He came back with several porn magazines and dropped them by me. "Masturbate!"
I had fantasized about masturbating in front of someone but now I struggled to get it up. I thumbed through a magazine and found a picture that aroused me. It was a girl reaching down between her legs about to guide this guy's long hard cock into her. I focused on her thick tan thighs and the look of satisfaction in her face as she knew the drilling she was going to take. I relaxed and got hard. I began rubbing. "Slow it down!" Rick said as he moved the camera lens. I stopped looking at the magazine and focused on the camera. Rick coached me through it until my time came. Cum burst out and up in the air. It splattered on my chest and face. I let out a groan as I tried to push out as much cum as I could. Rick continued to record as my tiny thick cock reseeded back to an even smaller size. I ran my fingers through the cum on my body and licked them. Rick's face was so stoic, I couldn't tell if I did well. Rick told me to clean up in the bathroom and return.
As I washed, I heard Rick go outside. When I returned to the living room, the VHS camera was gone. Rick walked back in and told me to come around the back. There behind his trailer was a plywood board that had eight holes with ropes. Rick told me to put my feet and hands into the rope loops. Rick pulled them tight from behind and tightened them. The sun was beating down on my pale body. Rick told me he'd be back and he went inside. I heard a car coming down the road. I got nervous but the car kept going ... luckily it couldn't see me from the road. Rick came out with a horse whip. My body shook and fear took over. I began to beg as Rick turned on the camera. He didn't respond to my pleas. He walked in front of me and touched my body with the black whip. *Twack* I cried out,not in pain but more surprised as he struck my chest. It left a mark on my pale hairless chest. *Twack Twack* Rick struck my thights. I cried out again. Tears formed in my eyes. Rick put the whip under my tip and raised it up. *Twack* he struck my tip. I sobbed and tried to pull free from my bonds. The plywood board shook but was well anchored to the ground. I begged for him to stop. Rick didn't even act like he heard me. He looked me over, walked in front and without warning *Twack!* He swung upward between my legs and branded my ball sack. It felt like getting kicked in the gut. I gasped for breath and wanted to throw up. My body broke into a huge sweat. Rick struck me several more times across my chest and legs. My cries were now too weak, my head started to drop. Rick dropped his whip and began to jerk me off. I don't know how but he managed to get me hard after a few minutes. He stopped to reposition the camera. Then he untied my right hand and made me jerk off. It took a long while but I managed three bursts of salty cum out of me. Rick told me to keep going until the ooze stopped seeping from my tip. He untied me and I limped into the trailer. Rick gave me water, my clothes, and ten bucks for the videos. A week later, I returned to make more...
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