1. Addicted to Fist


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: BDSM, Gay Male, Author: klammer, Rating: 60, Source: xHamster

    ever had. Okay?&#034 &#034Thank you sir,&#034 I replied. I leaned over and licked his hairy nipple. &#034Thank you very much, Jim.&#034 I took the paper square from his hand and let it slowly dissolve in my mouth. I secretly hoped it would take me to places yet undiscovered. And I was vaguely aware of the fact that I'd given this man my very soul. With that the lights came back up and the crowd settled back into its awed silence. I could tell from their overheard comments that tonight's &#034show&#034 was head and shoulders above the usual fare offered and it made me feel really hot and desirable. I could also tell from their whispers they were turned on to the contrast between my butch exterior and my bottom pig interior. &#034How can some guy who looks like that be a fucking fist slave?&#034 I heard one guy ask his buddy. &#034That's what makes him so fucking hot, dude,&#034 his friend replied. &#034A really butch guy giving it up is a fucking turn on. And if I get the chance, I'm gonna make him take my arm all the way to my shoulder,&#034 he said. I stood with my eyes pointed down, my hands held behind my back, in perfect slave position. Their words turned me on so much I wanted to shout at the top of my lungs how much I wanted the whole pack of them to descend on me, fucking my ass with their fists, brutalizing my body to the point where pain transcends ecstasy. &#034Gentlemen,&#034 Jim began. &#034You've seen how much my slave boy craves a fist up his ass. You even saw ...
    how much he digs having two fists up his ass. But what you haven't seen is how much he'd love to have all your fists fucking him. For that matter, whatever else you can think to insert. The fact is, my slave is unashamedly addicted to fist. It's what I love most about him. So don't go away, fellow members. You're gonna get your chance very soon to enjoy what is mine. And I am willing to share with you only because I believe in sharing what I own.&#034 &#034And, gentlemen, I own this pig.&#034 I shuddered uncontrollably at his words. It scared me, yet it excited me. Had I made a pack with the devil? Or just the best top man this side of Gus. Gus . Shit! There I went again. Why couldn't I get him out of my head? But I didn't have time to think about it more because Jim was suddenly ordering me back to the hanging cuffs, only this time the opposite way with my face facing the floor. He strapped me in and signaled the controller to lift me up. My arms went first and then my legs were lifted under me. Once again, he connected the wide leather belt under my stomach to support my weight. The extra hit of crystal was kicking in now, making my ass overwhelmingly hungry for more fucking. I even hoped he'd whip me some more so that my body could truly feel alive with the intensity of his abuse. I noticed I was now just inches off the floor, my legs spreadeagled wide apart, but my arms close together near my head so that I could presumably hold a bottle of poppers myself. &#034Gentleman, ...
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