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Anything Goes
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Bi-Sexual Male / 57
SEDUCTION
It started about a week ago. I work out and considered myself a typical alpha male when I met him!!! He came over and complimented me on my body, telling me exactly what I wanted to hear. Before I knew it he was feeling my muscles, checking out my bum and even brushed his hand past my cock, sowing the seeds of curiosity.
Asking me if I'd like a coffee I replied, 'why not'. At the table he again showered me with compliments and even asked if I was a well developed all over, squeezing my penis. I pulled away in shock. 'I'm not going to force you you have to want it', he said. I looked down his hand hadn't moved. I slid forward until my bulge was in contact with his hand, he rubbed me and smiled. 'Feels good eh'. I said nothing just nodded giving out a sharpe exhale of breath.
Later that week we bumped into each other again, he was more familiar this time, kissing me on the lips controlling my head by grasping my hair, squeezing my buttock. 'Hello princess', he barked. We sat talking his hand under the table playing openly with my cock, I seemed powerless to resist. 'It's good to give up control isn't it princess?' I looked down my meat was out and he was gently wanking me. I passed the point of no return and shot my load, he giggled got up and left.
The latest encounter came yesterday in the street. He dragged me into an alley way and made me suck him off which I did enthusiastically like a hungry whore. I swallowed every salty drop before gently putting him away. He handed me a box saying give your masculinity up to me whore, before leaving,
I rushed home in anticipation of his g*ft. Inside a cock cage and a memo, 'Put it on and you don't have to worry about being in control anymore'. I've put it on, it's a little restrictive and I now live in fear of seeing him as I know he'll take away my manhood. I'm scared, unsure, excited but full of anticipation I guess the question is why am I wearing his chastity devise?
Asking me if I'd like a coffee I replied, 'why not'. At the table he again showered me with compliments and even asked if I was a well developed all over, squeezing my penis. I pulled away in shock. 'I'm not going to force you you have to want it', he said. I looked down his hand hadn't moved. I slid forward until my bulge was in contact with his hand, he rubbed me and smiled. 'Feels good eh'. I said nothing just nodded giving out a sharpe exhale of breath.
Later that week we bumped into each other again, he was more familiar this time, kissing me on the lips controlling my head by grasping my hair, squeezing my buttock. 'Hello princess', he barked. We sat talking his hand under the table playing openly with my cock, I seemed powerless to resist. 'It's good to give up control isn't it princess?' I looked down my meat was out and he was gently wanking me. I passed the point of no return and shot my load, he giggled got up and left.
The latest encounter came yesterday in the street. He dragged me into an alley way and made me suck him off which I did enthusiastically like a hungry whore. I swallowed every salty drop before gently putting him away. He handed me a box saying give your masculinity up to me whore, before leaving,
I rushed home in anticipation of his g*ft. Inside a cock cage and a memo, 'Put it on and you don't have to worry about being in control anymore'. I've put it on, it's a little restrictive and I now live in fear of seeing him as I know he'll take away my manhood. I'm scared, unsure, excited but full of anticipation I guess the question is why am I wearing his chastity devise?
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