That only domination can satisfy

 

Once respected with children and wife

Now being a cum sucking whore is my life

In society proper I once had a role

Now its cleaning cocks and dirty assholes

 

Remind me of my past… use it to torture me

My mouth filled with cum is something my friends should see

Dressed like a prostitute nothing on underneath

You take me out looking for men on the street

 

My mouth you hold open for the cock of your man

You spank me barehanded and tell me I am

Just a bitch dog to use for your play

You slap my face hard and I do what you say

 

After you fuck I lick the cum from your snatch

Clean his cock with my mouth and worship your ass

In a noose from the roof by my neck I am hung

You whip my stiff cock and balls till I cum

 

I shoot out my cum mixed with blood on the ground

This makes you angry so you lower me down

To spend the rest of the evening licking it up

Riding your friends big black cock up my butt             

 

Obligatory note type thingy. The fuck am I going to do this again! (Not in a hurry at least). I would never have attempted it, if it had not been for that stupid animal alphabet thing on the forum. But no, I had to try it (FOOL!). Which got me thinking (Always a bad thing), “I’ve never tried poetry”. Well, it’s another category abused, so what does that leave me with- Bondage, Gay (male), Ethnic…. 26/9/04 new note: The above was written and posted but lost as SSP was up-graded. Since then I have been unable to post. Sam Part 2 was the last accepted submission, and it was butchered. So this, hopefully, is the restart of submissions. The next will be the re-submission of an un-butchered Sam P2. Fingers crossed.

Ankles above the head, the virgin bled!

the blood lust over took me last night hard as I try they come to my song

“Sweet taste I provide love, lust passion if you survive the night of lust

tempt you I must please fill my lust my love lust “

they always follow me follow my sweet smell

I let them touch the heat dripping from my creamy thighs

onto their awaiting tongues

I glide them to the rapture they never know could be

I ride till my blood boils sliding up and down

hands gripping in sheer lust blood lust this is my crime

crimes of sheer passion under them on top sweat beading

on my milky skin till they are drained wishing it would last but they never do

my punishment is to never be filled never satisfied only waking to them

broken bruised and drained taken by my lust

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One evening, I was feeling quite arroused, and in need of a good release. I could tell by her actions that tonight was not going to be a good night to ask for a favor. I devized myself a plan, although I really had not thought it through all the way to the end. I awaited for sundown, all the chores to be completed, and I decided to turn in for the night. I kissed her good night and headed to bed, knowing that she would probably come herself when the program she was watching ended, about 15 to 20 more minutes. I went in the bedroom, undressed and got into bed.

I lay there dreaming up my plan, and my cock was already a few minutes ahead of my plans. He was already rock hard when i laid down, but i knew I would have to wait in order to get anywhere close to the plans I had. I lay there and awaited her coming to bed.

When the program ended, i heard her turn the tv off, and I knew that meant she would be coming into the bedroom in just a short while. I positioned myself on the bed and pretended to be asleep. Just as I planned, she came in and started prepareing for bed. I lay there, peeking at her through small slits in my eyes, having opened them just enough to allow me to see her, but hopefully not enough so that she could tell I was watching her. I could feel my cock stirring again as I watched her take off her clothes. Her 36D tits coming into view then being covered by the thin nighgown she wore to sleep in. Finally, she had undressed, gotten into the night clothes and was in bed beside me. I was still "asleep".

She leaned over to kiss me goodnight, but I remained asleep, not moving a muscle.  I had to concentrate on my breathing so as to make her think I was asleep. She settled in beside me and got still. I lay there and waited, listening to her breathing and concentrating on mine, until I knew she was starting to drift off. Time to put my plan into action.

I moved just enough to awaken her and turned my head toward her so that I could watch her again. In order for my plan to work, I had to know that she was fully aware fo what I was doing. Time to start. I slipped my hand to my cock, taking ahold of it but not moving my hand. I waited. When she settled back down, I started slowly stroking my cock. Not moving a lot, just enough to attract her attention. It was starting to feel really good, and I knew I wasn't going to be long at this before I was going to blow my load. I was so turned on thinking that for the first time in my life, she was going to get to see me playing with my cock.

I stroked it more, getting a little faster and a little more open about what I was doing. As of yet, she had not acknowledged that I was doing anything. I had to step up the plan. My plan, up to this point was to let her think that I was so horny that I was going to stroke myself, hoping this would get her involved and she would give me some pussy. That was my honest plan for the evening. Thinking of getting it, I was getting more turned on. So I started to make little groans. Maybe if my moving wouldnt awaken her, my noises would. After a couple minutes of stroking my now pulsating cock and moaning, she still made no acknowledgement that she was awake. I was beginning to think that I had waited too long and that she had in fact gone to sleep. I had to do something. I was so turned on, I decided to go a little further, maybe this would wake her up.

I opened my legs, opening me to spreadeagled on the bed, but still wrapped up in the sheets. Then I lowered my free hand to my balls, where I started to roll them and fondle them while jacking off with the other hand. I knew the combination of jacking off, fondling my balls and moaning should arrouse her. After just a short while, she rolled over. I nearly blew my wad when I knew for a fact that I was stroking my cock like a teenage virgin boy, and she was laying right beside me knowing I was doing it!I had to immediately shift my hand so that i was gripping the sides of my cock, not touching the highly sensative underside, knowing that only a couple more strokes there was going to cause me to pass the point of no return.

I continued stroking my cock and fondling my balls while she lay there looking toward me. She called my name, real softly. I remained "asleep". I kept stroking my cock and moaning. She called my name again, as if to be sure that I was asleep, but not to awaken me if I wasn't. I kept stroking my cock and fondling my balls. She called my name a third time, this time only a bit louder. I kept stroking my cock. She raised up onto her elbow, and leaned over closer to me, trying to get a look at what I was doing.

My load was so close to shooting, but I could not allow myself to cum yet. I was so turned on, I wanted this to last for a good long time. She moved her hand over to mine, trying to make sure that what she thought was happening...was happening. And she affirmed her beleifs. She was laying in bed beside her husband, and he was jacking off right in front of her!

She lay there a few seconds letting her hand ride mine as I stroked my cock. By now, she knew beyond all doubt that I was jacking off, and she knew it was getting good because both my hand and hers were getting the precum that was coming from my cock. She then raised her hand up and with her fingertips only, she started circling the head of my cock with my precum while I stroked its length and fondled my balls with the other hand. I was in heaven, knowing that after so many years of jacking off behind closed doors, I was now doing it and she knew damn well that I was. I had to reposition my hand again to save my load for a few more minutes.

Just when I knew for a fact that I could hold the flow back no longer, she looked up into my face, called my name again, and then returned her stare to the covers moving up and down.  Then she reached down and pushed the covers down below my hands, she now was seeing my handy work as well as feeling it with her hand. She looked back up into my face, called my name, and then returned her start to my cock. I again, changed my grip to avoid cumming.

Very soon, she moved down and got her face within inches of my cock. Still watching, I was still stroking. I was only hoping that she was enjoying the show as much as I was enjoying performing. I thought that maybe I should "wake up" and see if she would fuck me, but I knew that by now, even if she did, I probably wouldn't last 3 strokes anyway, so I decided to continue on with my actions.

Then she did something that absolutely floored me. She lowered her head, opened her mouth and took my cock in it! She had all but quit sucking my cock years before, saying that she had so much guilt from sucking her brother's cock, that she couldn't suck mine without thinking about sucking his and that caused her a lot of distress. Here she was...sucking my cock like she hadn't sucked it in months!

Without a doubt, I knew that I was so close to cumming, I surely could not hold it any longer with her sucking me like she was doing. Regardless to how I felt, I was either going to have to "wake up" or cum. Thinking quickly, I decided to go for broke.

At any time before when I could get a blowjob from her, she absolutely refused to let me cum in her mouth, because the last time she did her brother, he came in her mouth and gagged her. That is the reason she finally decided to stop sucking his cock. She sucked him almost every day, even when he was married to his first of three wives. He would bring her a candy bar, she'd suck his cock! Here I was with my cock in her mouth, she was sucking like she was starved for cum, and I couldnt hold it back any longer. I knew that if I came in her mouth, I'd never get another blowjob, but hey... I was "asleep" anyway, and I had no control over what I was doing. I had reached the point of no return, and I couldn't stop now if I had wanted to.

I positioned my hand for the maximum feeling, stroked my throbbing cock a couple times, and raised my hips slightly. I let it flow. Gush after gush of hot cum flowed into her awaiting mouth. I knew at any second she was going to move her head, but she stayed right there. She swallowed every drop of my cum and sucked for more.I never came so hard or so much, and she took every drop! When my cock finally stopped pumping cum and began to go limp, she was still sucking it for more. When she knew there was no more cum, she stared licking the head, up and down the shaft, my balls, and then even my fingers. She was starving for cum and didn't want to miss a drop. 

I lay there panting, still "asleep". She didn't say a word, she just rolled over and went to sleep. The next morning, she woke me up and acted like nothing happened. I began my routine as usual, not wanting to cause any suspicions. While making the bed, she looked up at me and smiled. She asked me, "Did you sleep well last night?' I told her I had, why. She just smiled and said she didn't have a reason for asking, she was just curious. Then she asked me if I had any dreams. "Not that I recall, why?"

We seperated and divorced some 3 years later, and I never admitted that I was awake that night. We did repeat the scene a couple more times, sometimes she would suck me off, sometimes she would watch me and get herself off with me, and other times she would just reach over and stop me. But she never "woke me up" during any of these sessions.

Once for each day you may have disobeyed.

 

I caress your back,

You arch meeting the Touch,

Slowly I enter you.

 

You rock back eagerly,

We breathe as one,

Once again joined.

 

Forgiveness is sweet,

Your body shudders,

Tis mine to give.

 

'Thank you master,

Such Lovely words,

You drift off to sleep.

 

Morning comes early,

You sleep soundly,

You are Beautiful.

 

I pack my Things,

I head for the front door,

I pause....

 

Should I hide the Box?

No, I will leave the Temptation,

Be Good, I smile wolfishly.

I got up naked and groggy needing to pee and a shower, in the hall  I glanced at the full view mirror. I was mesmerized, my small body was bruised in many places, sore in many more. I was shiney, dried cum was flaking and satiny in spots all over my slight form. My hair was matted to my head my eyes were very blood shot, I was truly waking up and was becoming aware now of my powerful body odor. I smeeled of cum, excriment and piss. Oddly as I looked down I was semi-hard. I bent over looking through my legs in the mirror , what used to be a tiny little hole was now open two inches at least, inflamed and swollen. I needed a shower...fast.

I felt human again as I slipped into my low cut jeans and polo shirt. I was still very sore I realized as I took stock of a very different image in the mirror. I put on some cologne and slipped deoderant under the pits, feeling almost good as new.

I ate breakfast lost in thought, realizing how very quiet the house was I noticed a note card at the end of the table. My mom it seems has been called out of town on business,  won't be back for two days. She hopes I had a good time with my brother last night and even thanks him in the note for taking me. Well he certainly made sure I met the guys! I heard a car door close and quickly looked out the window, it was my brother moving slowly to the back door. "Hey Cory" he says with a genuine smile "I'm beat, you look no worse for the wear tho" and just heads up the stairs. WTF!!! I think, here's the guy that sets me up to be ganged raped by I don't even know how many and all he has to say is that?!! I need to get out of here get on my bike and ride really fast pump those pedals and get the fuzzies out of my head. After a bit of painful posturing I'm riding, fast and hard.

I get back an hour later, a bit tired my mind much clearer. I bound up the stairs and take my second shower of the morning. Naked I walk to my bedroom noticing my brothers door slightly open. He is snoring loudly face down ass up spread eagle on his bed, his clothes all over the room where he had stripped down to his briefs and fell fast asleep. I had always admired my older brother and his high school body perfectly toned even his butt seemed to be sculptured smooth and tight . He had no body hair other that a small patch in the crotch area visable as he would strip down before a shower in front of me. I realized then he has always beeen testing me gauging my reactions to his subtle and not so subtle sexual advances. I was hard again looking at his body which I still was in awe of if not so much the person within.

I wanted him bad and had a plan. I flew to the garage picking my supplies I returned to his bedroom. In minutes I had his wrists and ankles firmly secured to the bedposts with clothesline rope. Expertly knotted I might add with my favorite boyscout knots. He never moved a muscle as I cut a nice long stip of duct tape an pressed it over his mouth. That brought a little movement but still the snoring continued. The exacto knife made fast work of his tight briefs revealing his perfect muscled smooth bum. I was still naked during all of this my raging hard-on now dripping precum. Positioning myself between his legs I gently parted his perfect cheeks then thrusing my hips as best I could considering the angle quickly and effectively impailing him deeply. It was a brutal move, resulting his frantic thrashing and panic utterings like gutteral screams blessidly muffeled by the tape. He thrashed around for awhlie me japping all the while, his head lifting and spasically turning side to side. I was amazed at how tight he was and slipped out of him for a minute spitting on his now redding hole. With an audible moan as I retreated from my brother a muffled scream was sweet as I thrust again deep inside him this time much deeper and enjoyable for me. I pushed my hips back and forth slowly penitrating and loosening him. I wanted to stay inside him for as long as possible but I could feel the cum rising fast my balls tightening. He was not thrashing as much now accepting his fate if not begining to enjoy my moderate assault. In minutes I flooded deep inside him that familiar gush noise now coming from him not me. I smelled his sex and mine. a very strong scent indeed. Still inside him i slipped a finger then two as my boyhood deflated.He was moaing, not a happy guy, as I pulled out I was satisfied to see his anus held my shape and my seed leaked profusly from his hole. He thrashed about a bit but the metal head and foot board coupled with my great knots  would only serve to add to his fatigue. I slipped myself in and out of his streached hole removing my finger  as I went limp enjoying the feeling of looseness..his finally. I reached over grabing from the corner of the bed my other suprise from the garage. A rubber mallet wedge thing, its true use a lose for me, shaped like a pear had caught my eye. It was new in its package its usefulness unforfilled until now. The small end was about two inches in diameter then flatening out to an inch then growing to three inches, in all it was seven inches long, it looked a bit like a large defective baby rattle. Lubed with my cum I began to insert the smallest end. More thrashing and "MMmmPPhhhss" which pleased me a lot, his breaths were a bit labored as well. I spoke not a word during any of this as he was to be my slave I needed no permission or willingness...he knew it was me anyway. I  continued to feed this odd tool deep inside him slowly but surely as he bucked and groaned until it was in him completely, I just kept pushing and it disapeared. He seemed to be tryig to push it out but his tiny anus folds were now swollen and scarlet (wow it must hurt I thought with a smile) he was still screaming and groaning, thrashing and bucking in a very aggressive way. I rose to my feet straddle standing on the bed over his body  I began to powerfully pee on his head and back leaving him soaked face down. Only then could I leave to take what can only be described as an extreamly painful poo.

While coxing my bowel movement I marveled at how well my plan was working. He would be mine for two more days. I still had a lot of  planning and work to do. I returned to the bedroom to find him sleeping, the large devise still jammed deeply inside him. I scooped a bit of jelly lube and slid my finger inside him hooking the small part of the devise and pulled hard. A startled scream and sploosh sound as it left my brothers tired and raveged body was truly satisfying. I slide the devise in and out easily now his anus worked and abused. I applied more lubricant and began to slowly slide my hand inside him. My hand is not big but still it is a hand and I was determined fill his ass. I had seen this performed on some sex web sites and wanted to see if it could be done! He stopped squarming and just made the strangest scream sounds as I shoved my hand inside him up to my wrist...wow I thought, it can be done! His breathing was fast now the sounds more whimpers than screams as I pumped his body with my fist. I heard a bleep and looked over to his computer...he had mail.

Perfect, I slid my hand out of him (another ploosh..more tired sound) and he now had a gaping three to four inch hole where that small little pucker had been just a few hours ago. This is awesum! I was hard again so I jerked off kneeling over him and cum flew all over his face and hair. I watched as the goo slipped over his forehead spilling around his eyes pooling on the bed his face saturated in pee and cum...his beautiful back stained with dried or drying cum his ass leaking my cum, some blood and stool...hows it feel bro?...moving along nicely I thought.

I answered his email, it was a girl and she wanted to "web cam" with him. Oh...now this was really perfect! She asked if we could go "community" which basically ment all his "friends" and hers could view on line...2200 myspace people ...I said sure and the rest is well...for another story...: )

I slowly rub my cock against your wet opening, not penetrating, but making you want me even more. Biting, kissing, and licking your neck and your breasts while I rub my body against yours. Grabbing your hair and pulling your head backwards so I can kiss your throat more easily as you thrust against my hard cock, but still I do not penetrate you.

You want to jump on top of me and force my hard cock inside of you; you want it so bad you scream. Holding your hands, I finally thrust myself inside of you with one hard sure stroke. Thrusting inside of you slowly, every back stroke pulling out to the tip of my cock, then thrusting back inside as deep as I can. You get close to your orgasm, and I stop and just thrust the tip of my cock in and out of you. You moan and scream and thrust against me, forcing me deep inside of you, as I start to fuck you hard and fast. You’re about to cum, but I pull out and stop, and just look deep into your eyes as you moan and tell me to keep going.

I lick my way down your body, down your stomach, licking past your pussy to your inner thighs. Letting my tongue play around your pussy, licking to the left, and to the right, without going inside of you, sliding my hands under your ass and squeezing you, licking up towards your clit and when I get their I lick on it, and nibble on it, and suck on it. I don’t force my tongue between your lips though. When you get close to coming again I stop licking you, and again look deep into your eyes.

I start to fuck you again, my cock sliding in and out of you hard and fast. Grabbing you by the hips and pulling you down with every thrust. I lift your legs to my shoulders and thrust into you as hard and as fast as I can, making you cum multiple times before I shoot my hot load of cum deep inside of you.