Ripe For The Picking

Ripe for the picking, that's what I was, when I had just turned eighteen. Young, naive, and always horny, that was me. I had sex with only one girl just before I joined the navy. It was good for me, but I don't think she enjoyed it much. I was too clumsy and thinking of my own pleasure. I love girls and had many fantasies about them. It's just that I was on the bashful side, and did not know how to talk to them. So you can see I had a hard time getting dates. I was told a number of times that I was a nice looking guy, but I had a hard time believing it, because I felt that I was to short. I was only 5'4" and slim (120 lbs).

After boot camp, I was stationed in San Diego. I was pretty much a loner and kept to myself most of the time, and because I was not good at picking up girls, I would read dirty books (whenever I could get them) to get myself off. I was seventeen when I joined the Navy, and when I finally turned eighteen I found out that I was old enough to go to adult book stores. I went crazy and started buying lots of sex books to get off on.

Then I discovered peeps and that's when my innocent, boring life started to change. It took me a long time to get up enough nerve to go into the peep rooms, but when I finally did, I was in seventh heaven, because now I could actually watch women having sex on film. The first time I watched one of those films I came in my underwear and the stain was very visible on my navy blue pants.

I was embarrassed and had to keep my hands in front of me all the way back to the barracks. From then on I would not wear underwear so that I could undo my thirteen buttons and jack off into paper towels. I made sure I always had some with me. I always felt self-conscious just before I went into a booth, because there were men always standing around. I felt they knew that I was going to jack off in there. I felt that I was the only one that was sick enough to do something like that. Talk about being naive.

At least there was a lock on the doors so no one could bother me. When I was done, I had to make sure I stayed in a booth long enough for my erection to go down so that no one would see my hard on pushing the front of my pants out. Sometimes, if the movie was not good enough to get me off, I would go to another booth. I always wiped the pre-cum off the head of my dick so that it did not leave a stain. And if I was hard, I would hurry to the next booth with my hand over it so as not to draw attention to myself.

Little did I know that I was drawing a lot of attention, from one man especially. Late one Saturday night after drinking a few beers with some buddies of mine, I was feeling no pain and very horny, so after I left them, I headed for the peeps to get some relief. I could not believe that the place was so packed at 1 am in the morning. There were at least two or three men waiting at every booth to get in. I finally wandered to a darker section of the room, way in the back, that I had never been to before. I found a booth that no one was occupying and slipped inside.

Then I found out why no one was using it. The lock was broken. This made me a little nervous, but I was horny as hell and figured no one would bother me anyway. Let me explain what these booths looked like. There was not a lot of room in them and it was stand up only. There was a little window about 6" high and about 12" long that you had to look through to see the screen on the other side.

There was a box that you had to feed quarters into in order to watch the movies. I always put in five dollars worth so that I had plenty of time to enjoy myself and clean up afterward. The movie I was starting to watch was very sexy, with a good looking blonde sucking one guy while another guy was fucking her. I made sure my back was to the door just in case someone opened it by mistake.

As I watched, I undid the thirteen buttons on my navy pants and started stroking my dick. All of a sudden the door opened and I felt someone coming inside and standing very close to me and I heard the door shut. I quickly pulled the flap up over my hard dick. I could tell that he was a big man and this made me very uncomfortable and a little scared. I did not know what to do, so I just held the flap over me and kept watching the film hoping he would go away.

He kind of had to bend down to look in the window (he was that big). He whispered in my ear, asking me if it was a good movie. God, the booth was so small that his body was touching mine. I pushed myself against the wall, kind of in the corner trying to get away from him. Now my left arm was trapped against the wall under the window and my front was pushed against the other wall. He whispered in my ear again "this looks like a hot one".

I nervously whispered back "I guess its ok".

I was trying to act natural, but I was starting to shake from fear and from the closeness of this stranger. I knew he had to feel me shaking as he moved even closer. Then he said "don't worry little man, I'm not going to hurt you. I've seen you in here lots of times. Guess you like to jack off to these movies, huh?"

I was embarrassed and ashamed that he knew what I had been doing. I started to sweat and pretended to look at the film, but not seeing it anymore. I had to get out of here. Then I felt his big hand come around and lightly grab hold of my crotch. I tried to pull away from him, but I was trapped between him and the wall. As he started kneading and playing with my dick he whispered in my ear again "I think you can use a little help with that sweat piece of meat. Don't worry little man, just go with the flow".

Just then he reached around with his other hand and grabbed the wrist of the hand that was holding up my flap and put it behind my back, holding it with his other hand. I was totally trapped in the corner now as he pulled the flap down and away from my naked dick. I was scared, but at the same time I was getting strangely turned on by the way he was taking control of me as he rubbed my dick, making it harder.

His hand on my dick was feeling better all the time and I was breathing harder as I started too relaxed against him, letting him have his way with me. I guess he knew he had me now as he released my wrist and wrapped his arm around me pulling me away from the wall. Now he leaned against the door holding me tight as he looked over my shoulder at my now very hard 5 1/2" dick being stroked in his big hand. I could not believe how good it felt.

Then, in one motion, he slid down, turned me around, and took my dick all the way into his warm mouth. No one had ever given me a blow job before and it was a wonderful feeling. As he worked my dick slowly in and out of his wet mouth, he had it throbbing with pleasure as I thought to myself, what am I doing? I knew this was so wrong but, the way he was making me feel, was taking away all my inhibitions as I felt his big hands grab my ass and pull me deeper into his mouth.

My knees went weak and my body slumped back against the wall as I pushed my hips towards him and surrendered myself to that succulent mouth. I felt him undo my pants completely, and pulled them to the floor. Now my dick and my ass were totally at his disposal. He grabbed my bare ass cheeks and started squeezing and rolling them around as he slurped loudly on my, now rock hard dick. He was taking over my body and I wanted him to do just that.

It really turned me on thinking about how I was giving myself to a total stranger, and a man at that. It was so depraved, perverted and wrong, but I was hot and shaking with lust as I thought about how much I liked the way this man was taking control of me. He started working his mouth faster and I could feel myself getting ready to explode. Just then he stopped and took his mouth off of my dick and left me pumping into thin air. He looked up at me and said " you like that little man?"

"God yes, Please, Please."

He smiled up at me and said that if I wanted to more, I had to tell him that I was going to be his little slut and come home with him. Before I could say anything he had my dick back in his mouth, and as he sucked me, he tied a shoestring around my dick behind my balls. He made sure it was tight and now my dick was harder than it had ever been. Soon he had me moaning so loudly, that I knew everyone could hear me.

At this point, I didn't care about anything except the way he was making me feel. I don't know when, but at some time, he must have spit on his finger, because now my ass hole was wet and I could feel his finger moving in and out of me.

Everything he was doing to me was driving me nuts. Just when he had me on the edge again, he stopped. My body was on fire. He stood up, towering over me, and rubbing my dick and ass hole as he told me that I would make a good slut and that we should go to his place now. At this point I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life. And being as turned on as I was, I told him yes, I would go home with him.

He kept my hard dick at full attention as he told me that I had to tell him that I would be his slut and that I now belonged to him. I knew that he was right and that I wanted to belong to him because of the way he was making me feel. I whispered that, yes, I would be his slut and I now belonged to him. He jacked my dick harder and was fingering my ass deeper, making me whimper like a girl. Then he said "I want everyone to hear you say it, so speak up my hot little slut."

I knew I was losing my mind as I almost yelled it out. I had never felt this humiliated in my life, but at the same time, I loved the way he was taking control over my mind and body. I could not believe that I had just told this giant of a man (very loudly) that I was his slut and belonged to him, He told me to pull up my pants and just button enough so that the flap would stay up, then follow him to his apartment.

As I followed this big man out of the peep, I just knew that all those men standing around had heard me offer myself to him. They watched me walk behind him with a tent sticking out of my pants and a big wet spot on them. I was humiliated again as I heard someone say "use that slut well".

I started wondering, what the hell I am doing. He had to be at least six foot tall and about forty years old. What will he do with me? Hell, he could be taking me somewhere to either beat me up or kill me. I thought about running away, but my hard, tied up dick kept me following. I knew that liked women, but this was all about a different kind of sex. I was curious, scared, and excited all at the same time. And all I could think about is how much I wanted this man to take me where I had never gone before and to control and use me. It turned out that he only lived a block away.

As we walked, he kept turning around and looking at my tented pants and smiling. Every time he did that, I found myself thinking about how I was about to give myself to this stranger and let him take me into uncharted waters. I never thought I would be offering myself to a man. It was clever the way he had tied my dick so that it stayed hard and kept me thinking about sex.

When we got to his apartment, he held the door open for me. And as I walked in, I heard him shut and lock it. With a strong demanding voice, he then told me to face him and only look at his crotch and not his face. As I turned, my eyes were dawn to a very large bulge in his pants.

He told me to drop the flap on my pants and put my hands behind my back. Being scared and excited, I resolved myself to do as he said. I now realized that there was no turning back and that I was at his mercy. As soon as I exposed myself to him, I put my arms behind my back and locked my fingers tightly together. I was standing there shaking, with my little tied up dick hard as a rock and staring at this giant of a man's crotch. I heard him chuckle as he said "Good little slut boy, you keep doing as I say and I won't have to hurt you. You are here for my pleasure and you are going to do as I say. Do you understand?"

As I nodded my head yes, I watched him start to rub and squeeze his growing cock. I don't know why, but watching his cock getting bigger was turning me on. I thought that I had come here to get more of the sucking that went on at the peeps.

Boy, did I have it wrong. I smelled a strand odor and then he put a joint to my lips and told my to inhale deeply. As I sucked in the strange tasting smoke, I started coughing. God this stuff was strong. I had smoked a little weed before, but nothing like this. He just laughed and said, a few more hits of this and I would be more than ready to service him.

He made me take a few more deep hits and soon my head was reeling. He then told me that this pot, laced with PCP and ecstasy would get me in the mood to be a good little cock sucking slut. It was getting hard to stand so when he put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me to a kneeling position in front of him, I went along easily. Now my face was just a few inches from his crotch. I heard him chuckle again as I watched him, thru now blurry eyes, start to undo his pants and slide his zipper down.

"Now slut boy, you are going to see what a real man's cock looks like and you are going to learn how to service it."

I started shaking my head no, and told myself that I was not gay, but soon my eyes were focusing on the biggest cock I had ever seen. It had to be at least nine inches and not completely hard yet. Sitting there on my knees and with my hands behind my back, in my drugged mind, I felt myself being draw to it. As if hypnotized, I watched it get bigger right in front of my face and I felt weak as I looked at every inch of it.

It was ridged and pulsing with large veins, the head was swollen and purple and his full balls were hanging low under that hard shaft. I also noticed that the head was slimy with precum oozing out of it. I found myself in a complete daze as he started rubbing it along my lips. My tongue started automatically licking that strange tasting wetness off of my lips.

"You want that big cock, don't you slut? You want to worship it and feed from it, don't you? TELL ME YOU WANT TO SUCK MY COCK DRY--- NOW!" He was right, in my drugged mind, I wanted it more than anything. That beautiful cock was all I could think about and now, I did want to devour it and please him.

" God, yes " I found myself saying, " please, may I suck your cock dry."

"Good slut, now open those sweet lips and welcome your feeding tube inside."

I moved my head forward, opening my mouth as wide as I could and felt it slide into my opening. It was warm and slick and my tongue licked the gooey precum and feed it back into my throat. I almost swooned from the taste of it. I knew, for sure, that I belonged to this big, hard cock and would do whatever it took to please this dominant man. As I leaned forward, I took more of his fuck stick deeper into my mouth.

I felt it hit my throat and I gagged on it. He told me to untie my dick and put both hands on his ass and work that cock into my throat until I was totally impaled on it. I untied my throbbing dick and grabbed his tight ass. I tried to force more into my throat until I was almost gagging and choking myself to death. I started to feel more and more of my saliva coating his hot, throbbing cock. I felt myself going crazy with lust as I grabbed his ass tighter and keep forcing it deeper into my throat.

My eyes were pouring tears and my nose was running as I now fucked that big cock into me. Soon as I looked up at him with my eyes budging, I could see him smile and I felt proud that I was being a good slut for him. Soon I was able to take almost all of his now, ten inches into my throat. I held it there and milked it with my throat muscles until I almost blacked out from needing to breath.

I was now in a total fever wanting to milk his slimy jism into my belly. I wanted to receive his gift to me, proving that I deserved to worship his wonderful cock. I grabbed his huge balls in one hand, trying to milk that sweet nectar out of them, God I wanted it so bad.

Then I felt his balls tightening up in my hand. I quickly pulled his fat tip out of my throat and tightly wrapped my lips around it as it started to swell and jerk. I was now prepared and ready to receive my reward. His cock started to pulse and then it started shooting that hot gooey jism into my hungry mouth. It came in molten hot spurts as it flooded over my tongue and into my throat.

The musky taste and smell almost overwhelmed me at first but I was determined to prove myself to him. I was moaning as I hungrily swallowed every glob of it as he emptied all of the seed from those heavy balls it into me. At the same time I felt myself Cumming without even touching my dick. I grabbed his ass with both hands again and forced him deep into my throat to milk out every last bit.

I kept sucking it as it got softer. I did not want to take my lips off of that beautiful cock. I belonged to him completely and to prove it even more, I swallowed all of his golden nectar as he pissed into his slut's throat. As I drank his warm piss I was still shaking from the best climax I had ever had. He made sure that I licked up the mess I had made on the floor.

I willingly slurped up every bit of that cum. I loved being this man's cum slut and would go to him whenever he wanted me. He never did suck me again. I was used just for his pleasure only. And when he finally made me sit on his hard cock and let it slide up my virgin ass, I was in heaven.

I soon learned that the only way I could cum was when he fucked me hard or came in my mouth with that big delicious cock. He made me cum many, many times to my delight. I was not only ripe for the picking; I was ready and VERY willing.

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written by xxxfever