Simon Cowell - Behind the Curtain Ch. 04

I've just been fucked when more of the group arrives. "What have we here?" a new voice asks. "Someone left this faggot bound to a tree for us. He had a sign around his neck that read a fuck toy to be used for your pleasure and entertainment. It sounded good to us so we've been using the toy for our fun. I'd bet you bunch of guys would like to join in." said the person that had just fucked me. With that, they began to loosen the ropes on my wrists. They turned me so that I was now positioned over the corner of the table. They retied my hands to the bench. Cum continues to leek from my freshly fucked hole. I wiggle my ass and stick my tongue out. I am inviting the new visitors to use me. I may have been well fucked but I am still craving cock and cum. I never seem to be able to get enough. "Looks like we've got a horny faggot slut here. Look at him. He's begging for more. Well boys, let's not disappoint." one of the new men point ou

When I was at a local hair salon, waiting to get my hair cut, a man pinged me on Scruff, "You're 15 feet away from me. His Scruff profile name was "It's Big." I asked, "How big?" "8 inches cut. How big are you?" "8 inches uncut. Are you aggressive? Do you know what to do with a gifted cocksucker?" "Yes." "Prove it." "My car is parked in the parking lot next to this building. It's a black BMW sedan with dark windows. I'll be in it in 2 minutes. Get in the back and I'll throat fuck you. You'll see how hot I am." I got in the back seat. He was very handsome, blue eyes and brown wavy hair. His pants and underwear were down. I leaned over and took his cock in my mouth. I flexed my throat muscles. He asked, "What are you doing to my cock? It feels amazing." I pulled off and said, "I'm using my throat muscles to massage your cock," then went all the way down on his cock

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NOTE: This mmf threesome story includes two men touching each other. If that's not your thing, click back to where you came from. If you know it is your thing, or you think it might be, read on. Eric, Mark and Angie had been close friends in college, frequently partying together and often road-tripping to go rock climbing or kayaking with whatever girlfriend Eric happened to be with that month. And while Mark and Angie had gotten married right after school, Eric had yet to find the right girl to settle down with in the years since graduation. These days they all lived in the same area code in southern California as they worked their careers, but they didn't hang out quite as often as before. When Eric had a girlfriend, gatherings were usually grabbing a meal and some dancing somewhere in between the cities they were living in. But every once in a while Mark and Angie would host, usually when Eric was flying solo. Tonight, Mark and Angie were awesome hosts, providing food, dri

When I wake up I find myself tied down spread eagle on the bed, wearing a pink leather harness and pink latex panties with a plug up my ass and a gag in my mouth, master was no where to be seen and his stuff isn't here either. Momentarily confused I start to panic and I look down and see a folded card standing up on my stomach, positioned in a way that denies me the ability to read it. I then realise that my week with master has ended and this must be how he wants me to be found by my new master. I lay there, bound and helpless for a couple of hours, straining against my cage until I hear a car pull up. Moments later the cabin door opens and none other than Sammy walks into the bedroom. He drops his bags beside the bed, picks up the card and laughs a little while reading it and then just stares at me smiling, eyeing every part of me up and down before finally speaking "well sissy you have certainly changed a lot since our last little encounter. Enjoying your new lifestyle ar

Well hello again, it's been a while hasn't it. I always find if you stumble across a good idea then its best to keep the public wanting more is what I say and like I've said before, I know a thing or two about the public and good ideas. If I remember rightly, last time we caught up, I was telling you all about the delightful Kelly Clarkson, she really taught me a thing or two about the American dream, absolute fire cracker that one, a whole lot of fun though. Now meeting Kelly was back in 2002 and it opened my eyes to the world. Like I said last time, girls were throwing themselves at me every time we were out on the road and Kelly happening didn't stop that, I'm only human, but the excitement of these groupies had definitely gone, most of the time it was boredom more than excitement. Even throughout season two of American Idol, nobody turned my head the way Kelly had done in her audition. I thought about having some fun with Paula again but she made it clear prett