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My Secret. Part 2. free porn video
When I felt his hands on my pulling up on my waist from behind, I knew what he wanted. I wanted it too, even if I didn’t know exactly why at the time. I moved to my hands and knees for him. The other two boys I had noticed at the LGBT club meeting when I walked past still stood in front of me, seemingly thrilled to have the schools star athlete sucking their cocks. Worshiping their cocks may have been a better way to put it.
I had only been with one guy before, one of the boys I was sucking and stroking off now. But here, in that dimly lit basement and maybe for the first time in my life, I felt free to give in to my needs and desires. My tongue lapping at tight, wonderful balls, my mouth filled with warm, wonderful and hard cock.
When I felt that third boy, the one behind me, start to push his hard on into me, it was so painful and yet so exciting. Exciting not because his cock felt good in my ass, at least not at first, but more because of the act itself. The act of knowing I was being used for his sexual pleasure, feeling like I was just there in order to service their basic, sexual urges. Coming to that realization was life changing in a way, kind of like discovering who you are and giving into it.
I let that boy fuck my ass as hard as he wanted. I let them take turns on me, making me feel so slutty and used... it was the most satisfying sexual experience of my life up to that time. Hands gripping into my hips, the hard breathing, the soft moaning. I openly asked for their cum, I wanted it, I needed it, I craved it. Saying the words out loud left me with no doubt in my mind.
I felt a hand on the back of my head, I could feel his body tense, his breathing, his release. I felt that rush of pleasure as his cum flooded out. Quickly, I went from eagerly sucking his cock, to taking it deep, almost happily gagging on his thick, fat dick before it slid further down. With his hands holding my face firmly in his pubic hair, he shot his load deeply down my throat. The taste the sensation only made me want more. “Please cum on me” I said looking at the other two. I think my words even surprised them.
Pulling his cock from my well used and abused ass, I now had a dream coming true. Two hard cocks in front of my face, my open, eager mouth about to be showered in jizz. How I had thought about how it would feel. The thick, white texture splashing against me, their cum leaking cocks being slapped against me. With one boys load of cum already in me and him sitting, spent, watching, I urged on the other two to cum on me. “Fuck, I want your cum!”
Like a scene out of an adult movie, a scene were I would always imagine that I was the girl, both boys, fists flying in a frenzy, gave me their sticky loads. Cum landed on my face, cum ran down my chin, cum landed in my open mouth and I loved it!
While in high school, these three boys were the center of my sexual universe. Of course I’d date girls, I had to keep up the All American appearance. However, my lust had me eagerly back in that basement, or picking one of them up for a quick load in a parking lot. Behind buildings, in a park, anywhere I could quench my almost all consuming lust. It may sound seedy, but that was the reality at the time and believe me, I would get even more depraved in the years to come.
College only brought more pressure, expectations and scrutiny. I had even resorted to late night visits to an adult book store. Yes, I was “that” guy, hat, dark glasses, sneaking into a video booth hoping to find cock sticking out through a glory hole. And it was very addictive. Being on my knees in a cum covered, dark booth, the only light being from the flickering video screen, the only sounds from other men orgasming, or maybe just the videos themselves. Anonymously pleasuring men and fulfilling my need to service cock, and their need to release. In a way not everyone may understand, I found cock, soft or hard, so very beautiful. The first sight of a dick sliding through that hole in the wall always seemed to take my breath away. The sight of it, the feeling if it swell and harden. The feeling of the firm ridge of a cock’s head on my lips and a tight, wrinkled ball sack on my tongue. Swallowing a man’s cum. Knowing that he came for me, from the pleasure I gave him. I received so much pleasure by giving pleasure, just by being used. Just from giving in to my desires. Not having to be the “Alpha,” for once and just giving into my love and need of being the servicing “Beta.”
There were some other experiences here and there, but free time started to become harder and harder to find. Sponsors, contracts, moving from college star to the big time. I really thought I had pressure and was always being watched back in high school. That was nothing compared to now. Maybe after my career is over, after the spotlight fades, after the fans stop cheering, the fans and sponsors stop caring. Maybe then I could be open, but until that day comes, it will always be “My Secret.”
I had only been with one guy before, one of the boys I was sucking and stroking off now. But here, in that dimly lit basement and maybe for the first time in my life, I felt free to give in to my needs and desires. My tongue lapping at tight, wonderful balls, my mouth filled with warm, wonderful and hard cock.
When I felt that third boy, the one behind me, start to push his hard on into me, it was so painful and yet so exciting. Exciting not because his cock felt good in my ass, at least not at first, but more because of the act itself. The act of knowing I was being used for his sexual pleasure, feeling like I was just there in order to service their basic, sexual urges. Coming to that realization was life changing in a way, kind of like discovering who you are and giving into it.
I let that boy fuck my ass as hard as he wanted. I let them take turns on me, making me feel so slutty and used... it was the most satisfying sexual experience of my life up to that time. Hands gripping into my hips, the hard breathing, the soft moaning. I openly asked for their cum, I wanted it, I needed it, I craved it. Saying the words out loud left me with no doubt in my mind.
I felt a hand on the back of my head, I could feel his body tense, his breathing, his release. I felt that rush of pleasure as his cum flooded out. Quickly, I went from eagerly sucking his cock, to taking it deep, almost happily gagging on his thick, fat dick before it slid further down. With his hands holding my face firmly in his pubic hair, he shot his load deeply down my throat. The taste the sensation only made me want more. “Please cum on me” I said looking at the other two. I think my words even surprised them.
Pulling his cock from my well used and abused ass, I now had a dream coming true. Two hard cocks in front of my face, my open, eager mouth about to be showered in jizz. How I had thought about how it would feel. The thick, white texture splashing against me, their cum leaking cocks being slapped against me. With one boys load of cum already in me and him sitting, spent, watching, I urged on the other two to cum on me. “Fuck, I want your cum!”
Like a scene out of an adult movie, a scene were I would always imagine that I was the girl, both boys, fists flying in a frenzy, gave me their sticky loads. Cum landed on my face, cum ran down my chin, cum landed in my open mouth and I loved it!
While in high school, these three boys were the center of my sexual universe. Of course I’d date girls, I had to keep up the All American appearance. However, my lust had me eagerly back in that basement, or picking one of them up for a quick load in a parking lot. Behind buildings, in a park, anywhere I could quench my almost all consuming lust. It may sound seedy, but that was the reality at the time and believe me, I would get even more depraved in the years to come.
College only brought more pressure, expectations and scrutiny. I had even resorted to late night visits to an adult book store. Yes, I was “that” guy, hat, dark glasses, sneaking into a video booth hoping to find cock sticking out through a glory hole. And it was very addictive. Being on my knees in a cum covered, dark booth, the only light being from the flickering video screen, the only sounds from other men orgasming, or maybe just the videos themselves. Anonymously pleasuring men and fulfilling my need to service cock, and their need to release. In a way not everyone may understand, I found cock, soft or hard, so very beautiful. The first sight of a dick sliding through that hole in the wall always seemed to take my breath away. The sight of it, the feeling if it swell and harden. The feeling of the firm ridge of a cock’s head on my lips and a tight, wrinkled ball sack on my tongue. Swallowing a man’s cum. Knowing that he came for me, from the pleasure I gave him. I received so much pleasure by giving pleasure, just by being used. Just from giving in to my desires. Not having to be the “Alpha,” for once and just giving into my love and need of being the servicing “Beta.”
There were some other experiences here and there, but free time started to become harder and harder to find. Sponsors, contracts, moving from college star to the big time. I really thought I had pressure and was always being watched back in high school. That was nothing compared to now. Maybe after my career is over, after the spotlight fades, after the fans stop cheering, the fans and sponsors stop caring. Maybe then I could be open, but until that day comes, it will always be “My Secret.”
Nanette
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