Hot Summer Day Where Boy Turns Sex Slave

It was a hot summer day and I bicycled downtown, slowly because of the humidity, yet I still managed to break into a sweat. Soon both my tank top and my shorts were sticking to me. I wore no underwear, and I was enjoying the sensation of my loose shorts against my cock as I pedalled.

At long last I arrived at my destination, the film bookstore. I trod up the stairs to the second-floor shop huffing and puffing. I perused the shelves full of screenplays and books on directors, drifting aimlessly. Eventually I found myself in a second room, off the main room, and suddenly realized that all the shelves were filled with gay porn -- books, magazines and videos. In the corner, on a small mahogany table, stood a bronze sculpture of two men and a boy. One man's cock was in the boy's mouth, the other man's cock buried in the boy's ass. I stared transfixed at it, dimly aware that my engorged cock was now standing exposed from the leg of my loose shorts. I didn't care. I stared at the scuplture and I wanted to be that boy. I wanted those men's cocks inside me.

Suddenly I felt a hand on my leg and then my bare cock. My eyes closed and I cared about nothing but the sensation of his fingers on my aching cock. "I see you like our sculpture," the man said in a low sexy whisper. The best I could manage was a groan of pure raw lust. For the next few minutes the owner of the store teased my cock with his fingers as he pressed his hips into me and I felt his own thick manmeat on my ass. Then his fingers were probing my ass as he continued to stroke my cock, and I realized I would let him do anything he wanted to me. I just hoped that included fucking my face and my ass with his lovely thick mancock...

He slowly guided me to a doorway and through it, and then we were in the adjoining apartment. Then I was on the floor between his knees as he sat back on the couch and I sucked him. Then he was talking to someone, and then I felt another man's hands on my ass and cock. Then my prayers came true, and I felt two men inside me, one in my mouth and the other in my boycunt. Suddenly unafraid of consequences or anything else, I surrendered completely to their manhood, and wanted nothing more than to be used this way again and again and again. They were experienced lovers, and they were kissing each other as they came inside me at once. Feeling their hot cum in me was the greatest experience of my life to that moment. I exploded in a violent orgasm a few moments later, and they instructed me to gather it up in my fingers and then lick them clean. I eagerly complied, knowing I was totally ready to obey every instruction they gave me.

I spent the entire weekend with them, and they fucked me and used me many times. Since then I have returned for several more weekends, to be fucked in my face and my boycunt by cocks and dildoes again and again. Once they even invited a couple of friends over, who also used my mouth and boypussy. I wish they would invite me to move in with them, and make me their permanent slave boycunt. That's what I need and crave.

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written by anonymous