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I put up with some ads on a gay BDSM personal site. I'm an older man and I used to be a stud and fuck guys but now I'm not getting ground that well.
I'm 6 ft 2. Around 270 getting kind of heavy in my older age but not too fat.
I was looking for a younger man to come use me. Maybe some light or play bdsm. Nothing too serious. I'd like some bondage and flogging. A little bit of CBT to keep my cock hard. Some spankings. Whatever a younger guy might like to do. I figure I can't really do all the servicing so I'll let them do what they want to me.
It was over a week, almost two on a Friday afternoon. I had this 25-year-old answer my ad. He was 6 ft 6. 235lb. Very muscular. Not ripped but very large muscles.
He said he'd read my profile and he really liked me. He would really like me to pay the price for my horniness. He asked me if I'd like to be a prisoner in chains and be judged. He says I can come down to his place. He can come pick me up here in an hour.
Wasn't quite my thing. Sounded a bit too serious. I was too horny and lonely to say no. I said sure and I gave him my address.
I was horny waiting almost the whole hour but he was right here on time. He walked straight into my house. He didn't knock or ask to come in.
He was wearing a police uniform. Boots.
He told me to get my clothes off and get on my knees right fucking now.
I hurried the fuck up. My cock was hard before I was undressed. I was down on my knees fast begging.
He put real jail shackles, a chain restraint belt, and a leash on me.
He led me out of my house naked.
He put me in back of his hatchback. The back seat was down and the whole back of the car was flat. He undid my hands from my waist belt and chained me spread eagle.
There was a big window on the hatchback and the side windows were fairly large for a small hatchback too. I could look out the back window some.
People seen me. They didn't have to be in too much of a better car. Every truck and then behind looked straight in.
It didn't matter I was hard as a rock. They could see that too. I just smiled. Some of them laughed.
I could see where we have been but I couldn't see where we were going. I know we went a few towns over and then way south. Towards the river.
I was taken from my house naked but somebody I have no clue who is and no clue where the hell we're going. I was horny none of it mattered. This was great.
Finally after more than an hour and a half, we drove up to this house in the country. He gets out and goes inside for about 10 minutes or so.
He comes back out and opens up the hatch and gets me out. He takes me into the house. Right inside the front door is this podium.
He forces me onto my knees in front of it.
He goes into another room for a second and comes back out with a judges robe.
He smacks the gavel on the podium and says, 'Faggot, You are here to be tried for sodemy, homosexuality, and other crimes of perversion.'
He asked me, 'How do you plead?'
I say, 'Guilty.'
He steps around the podium and whips me with a leather snake whip. The whip hits my shoulder, arm, and tit. Damn it hurt. I knew I was in trouble then.
He says, You will address me as your Honor.
I say, Yes your Honor.
He says, You are sentenced to 30 lashes on your back side, to be on the cross, and to suffer for the enjoy of the court for as long as seen fit.
What the fuck does that mean?
He says, on all fours now!
I lean forward on to my hands and knees.
He whips me right across the middle of my back. God damn it hurts. Holy fucking shit.
He whips me again across my ass. Oh shit it stings.
He whips me across the back of my thighs. God damn I scream.
He whips my back again. I'm screaming like a bitch.
He whips my ass again. I'm fucking crying.
He whips the back of my thighs again.
I'm crying. I like BDSM but this is a fucking lot. More than I've ever had.
He asked me, 'do you want to go home to your boring old life. And be the only again you old. Or do you want to be here and suffer.?'
God damn it's a lot but my cock is still hard. I'm still horny.
I say, I want to stay your honor.
He gives me a break for a few minutes till I get a hold of myself. Then we do it A couple more times. Another break. And a couple more times and another break until a total of 10 times.
After that he leads me into the kitchen. There's a rack that's kind of like a 3-ft wide step ladder in the middle of the room. He has me step up on the first step. He tie my arms straight out to the top of the rack like a cross. He ties each of my ankles to the sides of the rock. My legs are spread wide.
I'm staring down at the stove. He puts a large sheet of metal in front of me against the stove. It's reflective enough I can see myself in it quite clearly. There's my face and there's my balls.
There's a table slightly in front of and next to the rack against the sidewall. He makes some coffee and sits down at the table to light a cigar.
He takes a cane down off the wall. While he's waiting on the coffee he came to my balls.
I cringe and try to pull my legs together but I can't. Oh God damn it hurts.
He changed them again. I scream and cringe again. And again. God damn this hurts.
My backside rubs against the steps of the rack. Where I've been whipped heart as it sc****s against them.
He makes himself a cup of coffee.
He canes my balls. I scream and cringe. God damn.
He plays on his phone, smokes his cigar, drinks his coffee.
My head is heavy and I can only look at myself in the reflection. I'm pathetic.
He canes my balls again. I see myself in the reflection as I scream.
That's all I can see is myself. I'm so fucking pathetic.
He canes my balls again. I scream. He canes my balls again. I scream.
He takes a drag from his cigar, a drink from his coffee, and goes back to playing on his phone.
I get a break but all I can see is myself in the reflection. I close my eyes. I open them. I see myself.
As the evening continues, I wear down. I can't even think. All I can do is see myself in the reflection.
He canes my balls again. I scream again
I don't know how long we're here.
Finally he takes me down. He puts the restraint belt and shackles back on me. He puts me in a closet on the floor here in the kitchen. He restrains my hands above my head. He leaves me there. I'm too tired to even think about where I'm at or what's happening. I pass out.
I wake up the next morning with a cane across my tits. I fucking scream. Oh god damn.
He gets me up. He canes my ass to get me moving. I scream and jump. I'm moving now.
It's off to the living room. The rack is now in here. He ties me to it as before.
I'm out in front of his couch next to his TV just in range of the cane. I am looking straight at him.
He sits down with his coffee and breakfast. He eats for a minute.
He picks up the cane and canes my balls. I scream and cringe. God fucking damn it.
He canes me again three more times.
I'm crying.
He goes back to eating. He turns on my TV. He's watching porn but I can't see it. It's to my side and slightly behind me.
He picks up the cane. He sets it down.
He eats a little while. He puts on a different porn video.
He canes my balls. I scream. I moan. I scream. He canes me again. I continue screaming.
He goes back to watching porn. He likes a cigar. He puts his hand on the cane.
I cringe.
He takes his hand off.
He puts his on the cane.
I cringe.
He smokes a cigar.
He canes my balls. I scream. Again and another time.
He smokes his cigar.
He puts his on the cane.
I cringe.
He smokes a cigar.
He canes my balls. I scream. Again and another 3 times. I'm screaming and bawling.
He stands up and takes his pants off and sits back down.
He canes my balls. I scream. He starts getting hard.
He canes my balls twice. I scream. He gets harder.
He canes my balls twice more. I scream like hell. He gets rock hard.
He canes my balls twice more. I scream like hell again.
He plays with himself and watches some porn. He smokes his cigar.
He has a great dick. It's awesome. It must be 9 inches. It's big and thick too. That's why I'm here. That's what I want. Damn it's a great dick.
I get hard.
He canes my cock. God damn it fucking hurts.
He canes my cock 4 more times until it goes down. I'm screaming like a bitch.
He smokes his cigar.
He puts his hand on the cane. I cringe. He takes it off. He puts it on. I cringe. He canes my balls. I scream.
His cock gets rock hard again.
He goes back to smoking and watching porn.
He jerks his cock a bit. He canes my balls. I scream. He jerks his cock a bit. He canes my balls. I scream. He jerks his cock a bit. He canes my balls. I scream.
He canes my balls 6 or 7 times. I'm screaming and screaming and screaming. He jerks his cock and gets off hard. He cums in a jar. Oh God. It's a good amount of cum.
I can barely keep focus but it looks delicious. God I want that cum.
He cans my balls over and over again and I scream and scream and he canes and canes and I scream and scream.
When he's done I pass out just hanging there.
A while later I'm not sure if it was 30 minutes or an hour. I wake up to three more whacks from the cane on my balls. He takes a drag of his cigar and canes my balls again. I'm screaming and yelling. I moan. I scream. He takes a drag of his cigar. He canes my balls a few times. I'm not sure how many times more we did this but when he's done it only takes a few moments for me to pass out again.
A while later it all happens again.
And a while later.
The next time He is rock hard again. He canes my balls again. He jerks himself. He canes my balls. I scream.
He is really fucking hard. He stands up. His cock stands straight out. 9 inches. It doesn't even bobble one wobble.
He grabs the whip.
He whips my titties. He whips my belly. I scream. He whips me. I scream.
He whips the front of my thighs. Again and again a number of times.
I'm about to pass out again.
He canes my balls and I wake up real quick. Screaming more.
He sits back down. He canes my balls and I scream as he jerks himself off. He keeps caning me and I keep screaming. That's obviously what's getting him off.
He cums real hard in the jar again again.
He runs his hand through it. It looks so delicious It smells great. I really want it. I get rock hard.
He wipes it all up with wipes and paper towels. I'm so disappointed.
He canes my balls and cock a good number of times. Maybe 10. Ice cream and scream.
When he's done as soon as I catch my breath i pass out again.
Every half hour or so maybe 45 minutes I'm not sure. I wake up again to my balls being caned.
I'm awake again now.
He puts his hand on the cane. I cringe. He takes it off. He puts it on. I cringe. He takes it off.
He canes my balls. I scream.
I watch his hands every movement.
This goes on for at least a couple hours.
He canes my balls a good number of times. I'm screaming and yelling and hollering and screaming and yelling.
He's rock hard.
He canes My balls as he jerks himself off. I'm screaming and yelling and he's jerking and jerking and I'm screaming and yelling and he's jerking and jerking.
He cums in the jar.
I pass out.
He canes my balls. I wake up. Real quick.
He stands up and whips my belly, titties, and thighs. I'm screaming and hauling.
He takes me down. If you text me back to the closet in the kitchen for the night and I pass out quickly.
It seems like just seconds till the cane across my titties wakes me up.
It's morning. It's back to the rack in the living room.
He canes my balls and jerks himself off and canes me and jerks off and canes me. I scream and holler and yell and scream and scream and holler and yell.
He cums in the jar.
He stands up and whips my titties, belly, and thighs. A good number of times. I'm screaming and whining like a bitch the whole time.
He lets me down.
I'm down on all fours. He whips my back, ass, and thighs. I'm screaming and hollering more.
He puts the restraint belt and the shackles on me.
We head out to the car.
Change me spread eagle in the back of his hatchback.
I'm so happy to be going home. People can see me. I'm not so smiley this time. I'm hard though.
He gets me out of the car and takes me into my house. He has me on my knees and takes all the shackles off me.
He gives me the jar.
He leaves.
I'm all about this jar. I open it. It still smells fresh. I stick my finger in and taste it. Oh god it's fucking great. I'm hard. My cock and balls are too sore to jack off. Oh god damn I got to play a little bit. Oh no it hurts.
I'll leave it alone.
I'm thirsty and hungry. I eat and drink. it's been about 40 hours. As soon as I'm done, I pass out and sleep most of the day. Right there in my chair naked.
I sleep all day and all night till the next morning. I wake up and eat and drink some more.
I sit back down in my chair. There's that jar come. Oh God yes. I open it. It's wonderful. I eat some off my finger. I get rock hard.
I jerk myself off slowly and carefully cuz I'm still sore. Although I finally am able to get off. It's a slow jerk and a slow cum but it's a big fucking cum.
Damn that feels great.
I pass out in my chair right there naked and sticky.
I wake up later that day. Stick my finger in that jar. Jerk off again. God damn that cum is good. I'm more able to jack off this afternoon and I get off hard.
today i get my shit back in order and get my life going again. I use up the jar of cum in about a week. I stick my finger in the jar, eat some cum, and get off fucking hard.
Damn damn It was good. I don't know if it was worth it or not. It was fucking good though. Big Young Stud's cum. I'm not fucking sick was hot but I never got to touch it. God damn it.
A few days later, no notice or knocking, he walks in the door.
He says down on your knees, faggot.
I say I don't know if I can do that again.
He says you want a jar of cum don't you.
I strip as fast as I can and get on my knees.
just a couple minutes later I'm in chains and we're out the door.
Oh fuck god damn this is going to hurt.
I put up with some ads on a gay BDSM personal site. I'm an older man and I used to be a stud and fuck guys but now I'm not getting ground that well.
I'm 6 ft 2. Around 270 getting kind of heavy in my older age but not too fat.
I was looking for a younger man to come use me. Maybe some light or play bdsm. Nothing too serious. I'd like some bondage and flogging. A little bit of CBT to keep my cock hard. Some spankings. Whatever a younger guy might like to do. I figure I can't really do all the servicing so I'll let them do what they want to me.
It was over a week, almost two on a Friday afternoon. I had this 25-year-old answer my ad. He was 6 ft 6. 235lb. Very muscular. Not ripped but very large muscles.
He said he'd read my profile and he really liked me. He would really like me to pay the price for my horniness. He asked me if I'd like to be a prisoner in chains and be judged. He says I can come down to his place. He can come pick me up here in an hour.
Wasn't quite my thing. Sounded a bit too serious. I was too horny and lonely to say no. I said sure and I gave him my address.
I was horny waiting almost the whole hour but he was right here on time. He walked straight into my house. He didn't knock or ask to come in.
He was wearing a police uniform. Boots.
He told me to get my clothes off and get on my knees right fucking now.
I hurried the fuck up. My cock was hard before I was undressed. I was down on my knees fast begging.
He put real jail shackles, a chain restraint belt, and a leash on me.
He led me out of my house naked.
He put me in back of his hatchback. The back seat was down and the whole back of the car was flat. He undid my hands from my waist belt and chained me spread eagle.
There was a big window on the hatchback and the side windows were fairly large for a small hatchback too. I could look out the back window some.
People seen me. They didn't have to be in too much of a better car. Every truck and then behind looked straight in.
It didn't matter I was hard as a rock. They could see that too. I just smiled. Some of them laughed.
I could see where we have been but I couldn't see where we were going. I know we went a few towns over and then way south. Towards the river.
I was taken from my house naked but somebody I have no clue who is and no clue where the hell we're going. I was horny none of it mattered. This was great.
Finally after more than an hour and a half, we drove up to this house in the country. He gets out and goes inside for about 10 minutes or so.
He comes back out and opens up the hatch and gets me out. He takes me into the house. Right inside the front door is this podium.
He forces me onto my knees in front of it.
He goes into another room for a second and comes back out with a judges robe.
He smacks the gavel on the podium and says, 'Faggot, You are here to be tried for sodemy, homosexuality, and other crimes of perversion.'
He asked me, 'How do you plead?'
I say, 'Guilty.'
He steps around the podium and whips me with a leather snake whip. The whip hits my shoulder, arm, and tit. Damn it hurt. I knew I was in trouble then.
He says, You will address me as your Honor.
I say, Yes your Honor.
He says, You are sentenced to 30 lashes on your back side, to be on the cross, and to suffer for the enjoy of the court for as long as seen fit.
What the fuck does that mean?
He says, on all fours now!
I lean forward on to my hands and knees.
He whips me right across the middle of my back. God damn it hurts. Holy fucking shit.
He whips me again across my ass. Oh shit it stings.
He whips me across the back of my thighs. God damn I scream.
He whips my back again. I'm screaming like a bitch.
He whips my ass again. I'm fucking crying.
He whips the back of my thighs again.
I'm crying. I like BDSM but this is a fucking lot. More than I've ever had.
He asked me, 'do you want to go home to your boring old life. And be the only again you old. Or do you want to be here and suffer.?'
God damn it's a lot but my cock is still hard. I'm still horny.
I say, I want to stay your honor.
He gives me a break for a few minutes till I get a hold of myself. Then we do it A couple more times. Another break. And a couple more times and another break until a total of 10 times.
After that he leads me into the kitchen. There's a rack that's kind of like a 3-ft wide step ladder in the middle of the room. He has me step up on the first step. He tie my arms straight out to the top of the rack like a cross. He ties each of my ankles to the sides of the rock. My legs are spread wide.
I'm staring down at the stove. He puts a large sheet of metal in front of me against the stove. It's reflective enough I can see myself in it quite clearly. There's my face and there's my balls.
There's a table slightly in front of and next to the rack against the sidewall. He makes some coffee and sits down at the table to light a cigar.
He takes a cane down off the wall. While he's waiting on the coffee he came to my balls.
I cringe and try to pull my legs together but I can't. Oh God damn it hurts.
He changed them again. I scream and cringe again. And again. God damn this hurts.
My backside rubs against the steps of the rack. Where I've been whipped heart as it sc****s against them.
He makes himself a cup of coffee.
He canes my balls. I scream and cringe. God damn.
He plays on his phone, smokes his cigar, drinks his coffee.
My head is heavy and I can only look at myself in the reflection. I'm pathetic.
He canes my balls again. I see myself in the reflection as I scream.
That's all I can see is myself. I'm so fucking pathetic.
He canes my balls again. I scream. He canes my balls again. I scream.
He takes a drag from his cigar, a drink from his coffee, and goes back to playing on his phone.
I get a break but all I can see is myself in the reflection. I close my eyes. I open them. I see myself.
As the evening continues, I wear down. I can't even think. All I can do is see myself in the reflection.
He canes my balls again. I scream again
I don't know how long we're here.
Finally he takes me down. He puts the restraint belt and shackles back on me. He puts me in a closet on the floor here in the kitchen. He restrains my hands above my head. He leaves me there. I'm too tired to even think about where I'm at or what's happening. I pass out.
I wake up the next morning with a cane across my tits. I fucking scream. Oh god damn.
He gets me up. He canes my ass to get me moving. I scream and jump. I'm moving now.
It's off to the living room. The rack is now in here. He ties me to it as before.
I'm out in front of his couch next to his TV just in range of the cane. I am looking straight at him.
He sits down with his coffee and breakfast. He eats for a minute.
He picks up the cane and canes my balls. I scream and cringe. God fucking damn it.
He canes me again three more times.
I'm crying.
He goes back to eating. He turns on my TV. He's watching porn but I can't see it. It's to my side and slightly behind me.
He picks up the cane. He sets it down.
He eats a little while. He puts on a different porn video.
He canes my balls. I scream. I moan. I scream. He canes me again. I continue screaming.
He goes back to watching porn. He likes a cigar. He puts his hand on the cane.
I cringe.
He takes his hand off.
He puts his on the cane.
I cringe.
He smokes a cigar.
He canes my balls. I scream. Again and another time.
He smokes his cigar.
He puts his on the cane.
I cringe.
He smokes a cigar.
He canes my balls. I scream. Again and another 3 times. I'm screaming and bawling.
He stands up and takes his pants off and sits back down.
He canes my balls. I scream. He starts getting hard.
He canes my balls twice. I scream. He gets harder.
He canes my balls twice more. I scream like hell. He gets rock hard.
He canes my balls twice more. I scream like hell again.
He plays with himself and watches some porn. He smokes his cigar.
He has a great dick. It's awesome. It must be 9 inches. It's big and thick too. That's why I'm here. That's what I want. Damn it's a great dick.
I get hard.
He canes my cock. God damn it fucking hurts.
He canes my cock 4 more times until it goes down. I'm screaming like a bitch.
He smokes his cigar.
He puts his hand on the cane. I cringe. He takes it off. He puts it on. I cringe. He canes my balls. I scream.
His cock gets rock hard again.
He goes back to smoking and watching porn.
He jerks his cock a bit. He canes my balls. I scream. He jerks his cock a bit. He canes my balls. I scream. He jerks his cock a bit. He canes my balls. I scream.
He canes my balls 6 or 7 times. I'm screaming and screaming and screaming. He jerks his cock and gets off hard. He cums in a jar. Oh God. It's a good amount of cum.
I can barely keep focus but it looks delicious. God I want that cum.
He cans my balls over and over again and I scream and scream and he canes and canes and I scream and scream.
When he's done I pass out just hanging there.
A while later I'm not sure if it was 30 minutes or an hour. I wake up to three more whacks from the cane on my balls. He takes a drag of his cigar and canes my balls again. I'm screaming and yelling. I moan. I scream. He takes a drag of his cigar. He canes my balls a few times. I'm not sure how many times more we did this but when he's done it only takes a few moments for me to pass out again.
A while later it all happens again.
And a while later.
The next time He is rock hard again. He canes my balls again. He jerks himself. He canes my balls. I scream.
He is really fucking hard. He stands up. His cock stands straight out. 9 inches. It doesn't even bobble one wobble.
He grabs the whip.
He whips my titties. He whips my belly. I scream. He whips me. I scream.
He whips the front of my thighs. Again and again a number of times.
I'm about to pass out again.
He canes my balls and I wake up real quick. Screaming more.
He sits back down. He canes my balls and I scream as he jerks himself off. He keeps caning me and I keep screaming. That's obviously what's getting him off.
He cums real hard in the jar again again.
He runs his hand through it. It looks so delicious It smells great. I really want it. I get rock hard.
He wipes it all up with wipes and paper towels. I'm so disappointed.
He canes my balls and cock a good number of times. Maybe 10. Ice cream and scream.
When he's done as soon as I catch my breath i pass out again.
Every half hour or so maybe 45 minutes I'm not sure. I wake up again to my balls being caned.
I'm awake again now.
He puts his hand on the cane. I cringe. He takes it off. He puts it on. I cringe. He takes it off.
He canes my balls. I scream.
I watch his hands every movement.
This goes on for at least a couple hours.
He canes my balls a good number of times. I'm screaming and yelling and hollering and screaming and yelling.
He's rock hard.
He canes My balls as he jerks himself off. I'm screaming and yelling and he's jerking and jerking and I'm screaming and yelling and he's jerking and jerking.
He cums in the jar.
I pass out.
He canes my balls. I wake up. Real quick.
He stands up and whips my belly, titties, and thighs. I'm screaming and hauling.
He takes me down. If you text me back to the closet in the kitchen for the night and I pass out quickly.
It seems like just seconds till the cane across my titties wakes me up.
It's morning. It's back to the rack in the living room.
He canes my balls and jerks himself off and canes me and jerks off and canes me. I scream and holler and yell and scream and scream and holler and yell.
He cums in the jar.
He stands up and whips my titties, belly, and thighs. A good number of times. I'm screaming and whining like a bitch the whole time.
He lets me down.
I'm down on all fours. He whips my back, ass, and thighs. I'm screaming and hollering more.
He puts the restraint belt and the shackles on me.
We head out to the car.
Change me spread eagle in the back of his hatchback.
I'm so happy to be going home. People can see me. I'm not so smiley this time. I'm hard though.
He gets me out of the car and takes me into my house. He has me on my knees and takes all the shackles off me.
He gives me the jar.
He leaves.
I'm all about this jar. I open it. It still smells fresh. I stick my finger in and taste it. Oh god it's fucking great. I'm hard. My cock and balls are too sore to jack off. Oh god damn I got to play a little bit. Oh no it hurts.
I'll leave it alone.
I'm thirsty and hungry. I eat and drink. it's been about 40 hours. As soon as I'm done, I pass out and sleep most of the day. Right there in my chair naked.
I sleep all day and all night till the next morning. I wake up and eat and drink some more.
I sit back down in my chair. There's that jar come. Oh God yes. I open it. It's wonderful. I eat some off my finger. I get rock hard.
I jerk myself off slowly and carefully cuz I'm still sore. Although I finally am able to get off. It's a slow jerk and a slow cum but it's a big fucking cum.
Damn that feels great.
I pass out in my chair right there naked and sticky.
I wake up later that day. Stick my finger in that jar. Jerk off again. God damn that cum is good. I'm more able to jack off this afternoon and I get off hard.
today i get my shit back in order and get my life going again. I use up the jar of cum in about a week. I stick my finger in the jar, eat some cum, and get off fucking hard.
Damn damn It was good. I don't know if it was worth it or not. It was fucking good though. Big Young Stud's cum. I'm not fucking sick was hot but I never got to touch it. God damn it.
A few days later, no notice or knocking, he walks in the door.
He says down on your knees, faggot.
I say I don't know if I can do that again.
He says you want a jar of cum don't you.
I strip as fast as I can and get on my knees.
just a couple minutes later I'm in chains and we're out the door.
Oh fuck god damn this is going to hurt.
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