Horny Customer

Reposted from the Nifty Archive
From: andre jans
Subject: Horny Customer (MM, Bondage, bisexual, first time, no copyright)

I suppose you could call me a regular guy. I’m 40, very short dark blond
hair, average build at 1.72m and 70 kg. I’m rather hairy, somewhat
muscular and in good shape. My cock is a good 19 cm long, uncut and rather
thick, with a nicely shaped mushroom on top. I’m a gentle person,
certainly not a dominant figure. I enjoy life in all its ways, and am
happily married. My wife and I have a good sex life, without too many
adventures…

The story I’m about to tell relates to my activities as an insurance
salesman, and my first (forced) experience (when I was 35) of sex with
another man.

This particular summer morning I have an appointment with a potential new
customer for an insurance of his new home, in a not so pleasant shabby part
of town. We set our appointment at 10am, and sharply at the agreed time I
push the button of his doorbell.

The door opens about 10 cm, and I can only see a small part of a very
dimlit hallway. No face appears, I just hear a loud and firm “Come in”.
It’s a bit odd, but in this line of work you get to meet all sorts of
people. I push the door open gently, and step into the hallway.

I meet Mr H., he quickly closes the door and locks it immediately,
including a double bolt. He mumbles “We have to be careful around here…”
I try to be polite and say “yes of course sir” He leads me to the living
room. The curtains are closed, he states something about having slept late.
My eyes have trouble adjusting coming from bright sunlight to this
semi-darkness. I present myself to him, and he keeps looking at me in
great interest. He spends some time asking me questions about myself, the
job and my personal life, and it’s only now that I can see clear enough to
notice how my host looks.

He has grey hair, looks to be in his late fifties. He’s about 1.80 m, with
a large build, beefy arms en legs sticking out of his old white bathrobe.
His chesthair, grey and thick, is visible in the large V that is formed by
the two parts of the robe. The bathrobe is tied to close around his waist.
It does seem to be a bit short and small for his format. He smells of soap
and some aftershave. His attitude is pleasant but firm. One notices his
natural authority he expresses. This is clarified by him telling that he
is a retired police officer.

From where I’m standing I can see that the television is playing by the
flickering reflections on an opposing wall. I cannt however see the screen
itself. The volume is turned low, so I can’t hear anything clearly.

I ask him whether we can sit down to look at the insurance documents, and
he gently but firmly pushes me towards the dining room table. I am offered
a chair, and he sits down right on the opposite side of me. Looking at him
I am now able to see the television, but pay no attention to it at the
moment. We start going through the documents, and at the end of my
explanation he has to complete some forms. While he is doing that, I have
some time to look around, and pay attention to the television screen for
the first time. I’m stunned to see 3 guys involved in real hot and heavy
sexual activities. One of them is tied up and the other two take turns in
sucking him, stroking him, licking, pinching, and what have you… I cannot
turn my head away. I’m like in a trance, and feel a strange excitement
come over me. My cock starts swelling in my pants, and I start feeling
warm and uncomfortable.

I’m startled from my daze by his stern voice asking a question about the
form. In order to help him, he stands up and brings the form over to me.
He stands next to me, and I feel his breath right next to my left ear, and
down my neck. He leans In to me, my elbox touching some part I’ve never
touched with an other man. I feel totally weird, unable to move, except
for my hand which is filling out the paper, slightly shaking… He offers me
a drink, and I accept, grateful to be able to escape the mesmerizing
situation for a second. But as by magic my eyes are drawn back to the
screen where the porn movie is still running; one of the guys is pumping
the tied up boy’s dick and a gigantic squirt of semen is shot out suddenly.
I feel myself turning red in the face, ashamed that I seem to be so excited
by the whole scene. He suddenly stands behind me. I did not hear him come
back, he’s now leaning forward to place a glass of cold cola on the table
in front of me. He rests his one hand on my left shoulder to stabilize
himself while doing this. After placing the glass on the table, he leaves
his hand on my shoulder for a few seconds, slides it down my left arm,
gently squeezing. I can almost feel him rolling my muscles between his
fingers and thumb to size me up. He now takes a chair and sits next to me,
a bit too close for my comfort. But he has positioned me in a way that
there is nowhere to move my chair to. I try to concentrate on getting the
forms done ASAP, to get out of there. I’m simply too uncomfortable by all
these strange feelings. He keeps asking questions, and all the time some
part of his body seems to touch me somewhere. Hands, knees, feet, arms,
legs, hips, he uses every occasion to rub some part of his body against
mine.

I somehow manage to finish the forms, and he signs them. I put them away
in my briefcase. I try to finish my drink, and he is talking to me about
all sorts of stuff. I seem to be drawn to the images on screen again.
“you seem to like that a lot” he says. “well, yes, I mean, no, …” I
cannot manage anything coherent. His right hand suddenly touches the front
of my trousers, and he squeezes the contents, which he has no problem
finding in there, because my cock is fully erect by now. I try to move
away, he holds my cock through my pants and whispers “your hot cock does
not lie, my friend, and you may as well admit you are a horny little
bastard” I try to stand up, mumbling “I think I have to go now”, but he
keeps me in the chair and says “I don’t think so”. He threatens to tell my
boss a story of me trying to steal something, unless I cooperate. I still
struggle, but he is too strong for me, and thenhe pulls a knife on me.
“Stand up and strip, slut” he commands. I obey hesitantly. When I am
naked I try to hide my cock with both hands, mostly because I am ashamed:
I’m shocked to see my cock still erect from excitement. Of course I don’t
succeed in hiding it. He orders me to put my hands behind my neck, moves
behind me as I do this, and puts handcuffs on me in a matter of a few
seconds. He now removes his bathrobe, and reveals a big thick cock, with
swollen head and thick veins bulging, and I notice a large steel cockring
at the base of his organ.

Now that we are both naked, he forces me up the stairs to the second floor.
We enter a dark room, and he closes the door. It’s now pitch black, I
cannot see anything. He moves behind me, and puts a blindfold over my
eyes. I then hear him flick a lightswitch. I’m blind, he can see
everything.

I hear some chains rattling, and he attaches something to the handcuffs.
Some more rattling sounds, and the my hands are pulled upwards until my
arms are stretched way over my head.

He explains me that he will use me at his will, I can scream, but nobody
will hear. This is a room he has made almost soundproof. He assures me I
get to go after he has had his fun, and that he’s sure I will enjoy the
experience: “again, boy, your cock does not lie” he laughs while he firmly
grips the base of my still throbbing hard cock.

I feel him move around the room, looking at me and hear him take pictures.
He moves closer again, and touches me in my armpits, on my nipples, down my
belly, he firmly spreads my legs, and as I try to close them again he
attaches one sort of stick between my ankles, another one between my knees.
My legs are now spread wide apart, without a chance of closing them. He
runs his fingers through my pubic hair, going down to my groin, grabs my
balls and ties something around them. It feels so strange. Now he grabs
my cock again, and ties something around the base of my cock. My cock
seems to grow even stiffer, and starts throbbing really hard now. It feels
as though my cockhead will pop off any minute.

Leather straps are now put around my wrists, I feel them being pulled taut,
and then the handcuffs are removed. My arms are pulled up even further,
I’m now with my feet off the floor, and he rolls a sort of table against my
butt. He pulls up my feet, and naturally my upper body is pushed onto the
table. My feet are pulled upwards, he removes the bars and keeps pulling
my feet further apart and up. My butt, cock and balls are fully at his
disposition. He applies some kind of gel to my cock and slides something
over it. I hear a sound as if something is being inflated like when the
doctor is meauring your bloodpressure. My already swollen cock seems to
grow absurdly large as if it’ll explode any minute now. The throbbing
feeling increases, especially when the apparatus encasing my cock starts
vibrating. I cannot suppress a continuous low moaning sound coming from
deep within me.

I am left like this for some time. Suddenly the vibrating stops and the
apparatus is removed from my manhood. Judging by my blind feeling it must
now be hugely swollen and dripping precum like a leaking tap… Something
cold is now rubbed between my buttocks, around and into my virgin asshole.
Without mercy his index finger starts exploring my rectal opening, ever
deeper until I can feel his fist coming to a stop against my butt. He
tickles my prostate gland, and I apparently make too much noise, because he
places a ballgag into my mouth. It’s a really big one, and within seconds
I start drooling saliva like a dog in heat.

He Releases my feet, and simply turns me over onto my belly. The table has
holes and my cock can be freely reached from below, as well as my nipples.
My feet are re-attached and drawn apart again. I feel extremely exposed
and helpless…and it excites me like nothing before.

My butthole is still slippery with lubricant, but he applies some more, and
I feel something is being pushed in. It hurts ever more, I try to cry out
but cannot due to the ballgag. Suddenly the buttplug’s biggest part is in,
and my sphincter closes itself around the base of the plug. Almost
immediately it starts vibrating with a deep humming sound. I’m getting
used to the feeling of the plug, and I catch myself moving my butt up and
down as if I were being fucked in the ass by someone.

I’m now startled by a cold feeling on my nipples. I have rather flat
nipples, and even when stiff they do not protrude more than a fraction
above skin level. He now applies some sort of cup over them, and each in
turn feels like it’s being sucked forward into the cup. They remain in
place, and it starts hurting, then they seem to go slightly numb.

Again I am left for some time without being touched, but I can tell he is
still in the room. He is apparently watching me, and a porn movie is
running, because he puts it louder so I can hear the moaning and groaning
of the action quite clearly.

I feel like drifting into a daze when suddenly he firmly grips my cock,
stroking it ever so slowly. His other hand snaps the cups from my nipples
and rubs them vigorously. They slowly become alive again, and a
titillating feeling in them drives me nuts. He moves under the table, and
wraps his warm wet lips around my cockhead, sucking it in and licking it
with his hot tongue. He pushes, twists and turns the base of the buttplug,
thus stimulating my prostate. He comes up to where my head is resting, and
removes the gag. His condom covered cock is slowly inserted in my mouth.
I am surprised at myself for not resisting this act. I am far too hot for
that, I like what I’m doing. I have to suck him, he pushes and pulls his
cock in and out. I do my best to please my new master. Apparently I do,
because he rewards me first by massaging my buttock while I suck him, then
he again grabs the buttplug, and gently pulls it out. His fingers replace
it, he goes wth his hands to reach for my balls, but can only reach it by
fully inserting his cock in my throat. I feel like gagging, breathless and
scared, slime and saliva are being pushed from my throat. The loss of
breath seems to harden my cock even more. And my pulsating throat has
brought him over the edge: he pulls his cock from my mouth, removes the
rubber and shoots a load of cum over me. He gently rubs his semen all over
my back and butt.

He releases my feet and turns me onto my back again. My feet are
reattached and spread, and he stands between them. My blindfold is finally
removed, and I can see his grinning face, he leans forward licking my lips
while firmly stroking my shaft. He now removes the strings from my cock
and balls, applies oil to his hands and my cock, and starts milking me ever
so slowly, with his strong fingers sliding up and down. Meanwhile he slides
his semi-rigid cock against my butt-hole. I start shaking uncontrollably,
I feel the pressure building, and then I shoot a load like I’ve never done
before. My own juice hits me in the face, a huge blob strikes me right
next to my mouth, and I cannot resist licking it up myself. He continues
stroking me, even when my cock has completely gone flaccid. He puts on a
new condom, and his cock is erect again. He pushes it against my butthole,
and slowly inserts it, taking my anal virginity. He continues stroking me
while gently going back and forth in my asshole. His treatment is getting
me aroused again, and I cum a second time, I am now trembling all over, and
cannot lie still. He finally cums in me, falling on top of me as he does
so. After a few minutes he recovers and withdraws his cock from my ass.

He unties me, and I have trouble standing on my feet. He asks me what I
think, and I reply “when can I come back”

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