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Did you like mire Carl than Stan? What happend to Stan? Did he fucked your Filled cum ass? I want to know more, thank you very mucho ^_^
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The making of a submissive bottom(true story)
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I liked Stan but I also liked being his whore, of course Stan came home and fucked my cum filled ass again depositing his own load.
Stan had been fucking me for the better part of four months, some friends were getting kind of suspicious of things asking a lot of questions. No one came right out and asked but I could tell they had their suspicions something was going on. Stan would end up outing me to them. Which turned out to be a life changing experience, I lost all but one of my friends over the situation and to this day he is still my best friend that I owe my life to. Things weren't as acceptable 20 years ago as they are today, and it was very difficult times for a while.
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Yes..you should...all stories should be finished!!
We where partying pretty hard those days, Coke had taken place of pot booze and led to some pretty crazy times. One night we were all stoned ended with Stan and Carl tag teaming me. Most of it they filmed, I didn't mind at the time but I would ultimately come to regret it. They had me on filmed getting my ass fucked while I was sucking on a cock jammed down my throat.
They took turns alternating and holding the camera. The video had close ups of me sucking dick so there was no question whether or not it was me. They took turns fucking mouth and ass on the video and I was enjoying every minute of it. The drugs and partying started taking a toll on me, one day I woke up and decided it was not what I wanted out of life. I told Stan the way I was feeling, he wasn't interested in curtailing the drug use. I tried to get away from him repeatedly he would coax me back someway, this went on for a couple of months.
I ultimately ended up walking away Stan tried using the sex tape as leverage against me. He said he would show everyone that knew me, that I was gay, and that no one would have anything to do with me. I thought Stan was bluffing, but boy was I wrong. He ended up showing the tape to my friends telling them that I was a fag, not only did he out me but outed himself and Carl at the same time. I got a call from Carl telling me what Stan had done. Carl was pissed at Stan I was hysterically upset and Stan was the biggest asshole I ever met at this point. I had two friends left at this point the rest of them had turned their backs on me wanting nothing to do with me.
One of my closest friends was the only one out of my group of friends would have anything to do with me, and Carl was still friends with me as well. The rumors of the tape eventually made it to family as well. They stood by me as expected, but at this point my reputation was ruined, and I was the one ultimately responsible for that. I hung around the area for a couple more miserable months, before deciding to move away. So I reckon I have Stan to thank for making me the submissive bottom I am today and for outing me.
That is the story of why I am the man I am today.
They took turns alternating and holding the camera. The video had close ups of me sucking dick so there was no question whether or not it was me. They took turns fucking mouth and ass on the video and I was enjoying every minute of it. The drugs and partying started taking a toll on me, one day I woke up and decided it was not what I wanted out of life. I told Stan the way I was feeling, he wasn't interested in curtailing the drug use. I tried to get away from him repeatedly he would coax me back someway, this went on for a couple of months.
I ultimately ended up walking away Stan tried using the sex tape as leverage against me. He said he would show everyone that knew me, that I was gay, and that no one would have anything to do with me. I thought Stan was bluffing, but boy was I wrong. He ended up showing the tape to my friends telling them that I was a fag, not only did he out me but outed himself and Carl at the same time. I got a call from Carl telling me what Stan had done. Carl was pissed at Stan I was hysterically upset and Stan was the biggest asshole I ever met at this point. I had two friends left at this point the rest of them had turned their backs on me wanting nothing to do with me.
One of my closest friends was the only one out of my group of friends would have anything to do with me, and Carl was still friends with me as well. The rumors of the tape eventually made it to family as well. They stood by me as expected, but at this point my reputation was ruined, and I was the one ultimately responsible for that. I hung around the area for a couple more miserable months, before deciding to move away. So I reckon I have Stan to thank for making me the submissive bottom I am today and for outing me.
That is the story of why I am the man I am today.
Actually ran into Stan a few weeks ago while back home visiting my parents. Bumped into to him at a convience store. He's definitely not as hot as I remember him being, said we should catch up while I'm in town, and told me he would be at a certain bar and I should come by and hang out. I told him yeah that would be great and I will see you there, of course I had no intention of showing up. Just thought he deserved getting stood up, perhaps I should of shown up led him on and left him high and dry.
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Trex
Looks like a dead thread but a perfect topic for one of my most memorable events.
I have been with the same man for about 16 years. I stopped serving other men when he did me missionary style 12 years ago. It took some time for me to really enjoy being penetrated. We are both married, but golf has allowed us to sneak off and please each other. About 1 1/2 years into me submitting my bottom to him we were out of town on a golf trip. The first full day on the trip we finished a round of golf, had lunch and talked about hitting the Casino. I was sitting on the sofa and he was setting in the chair facing me. I do this thing with my hands. I put my hands in front of me palms up and curl my fingers. My man knows when I do this I want his cum to hit the back of my throat. He stood up and approached me. I am always the one who unbuttons, unzips, and pulls his pants down to his ankles. I felt I was always in control of cutting him head. When I start on him he has always let me finish. This day was different. I had worked on him and felt I was about 1/2 way to my reward. He pulled me off of him turned and pushed the coffee table back then he got on his knees and I thought goodie I get to cum first. He took my shoes and socks off. Taking my pants and undies off throwing them across the room. My man wanted me. I let out my famous Tigger growl. I don't know where he got it, but in his hand was our bottle of baby oil. Then he said these words I've never heard him say before or after this one event. "I want you and I want you now". I said "Do me and do me now" I remember he pinned my right leg back towards me and grabbed my neck. He then inserted his cock into me. It didn't hurt as much as when he first started screwing me, but at that time it was not pleasant for me. He then pinned my left leg and grabbed my neck. My man usually takes his time with me. That day was different. His actions were telling me he is in control and do not resist him. On this day he was power driving me on the sofa. He had always screwed me before. That day he was F*****g me. As he closed in on the finale I began to cry with some pain but mostly for submitting to his aggression.
He stopped and asked if I were OK, since I was crying. I said did you cum I missed it. He said no. I begged for his cum. I said I will not be OK until you cum in me. He returned pounding me until he thrust his hips into me giving my first rope of cum. My head was buried into the back of the sofa. All I could see was my limp cock and his hips thrusting giving more and more ropes of his cum. When he finished he Thanked me like always, pulled out of me and stood up. I went completely limp. My legs hit the floor. My back arched across the sofa until my bottom hit the floor. My arms fell straight to the sides. I heard him start the shower and he said let's go to the Casino I'm buying all the drinks tonight. I laid there wondering if I would ever be able to walk again. I'm sniffling like a child who lost his favorite toy. My eyes are watery and tears have been flowing. I can't move, everything hurts. After his shower he helped me get up. My legs were trembling. I wrapped my arms around him and asked him to hold me for just a little while. I whispered in his ear "Thank you for doing me, please let me swallow your cum tonight". Four hours later he was cumming down my throat.
My best day with him ever. My bottom is all his. I submit to my man.
Looks like a dead thread but a perfect topic for one of my most memorable events.
I have been with the same man for about 16 years. I stopped serving other men when he did me missionary style 12 years ago. It took some time for me to really enjoy being penetrated. We are both married, but golf has allowed us to sneak off and please each other. About 1 1/2 years into me submitting my bottom to him we were out of town on a golf trip. The first full day on the trip we finished a round of golf, had lunch and talked about hitting the Casino. I was sitting on the sofa and he was setting in the chair facing me. I do this thing with my hands. I put my hands in front of me palms up and curl my fingers. My man knows when I do this I want his cum to hit the back of my throat. He stood up and approached me. I am always the one who unbuttons, unzips, and pulls his pants down to his ankles. I felt I was always in control of cutting him head. When I start on him he has always let me finish. This day was different. I had worked on him and felt I was about 1/2 way to my reward. He pulled me off of him turned and pushed the coffee table back then he got on his knees and I thought goodie I get to cum first. He took my shoes and socks off. Taking my pants and undies off throwing them across the room. My man wanted me. I let out my famous Tigger growl. I don't know where he got it, but in his hand was our bottle of baby oil. Then he said these words I've never heard him say before or after this one event. "I want you and I want you now". I said "Do me and do me now" I remember he pinned my right leg back towards me and grabbed my neck. He then inserted his cock into me. It didn't hurt as much as when he first started screwing me, but at that time it was not pleasant for me. He then pinned my left leg and grabbed my neck. My man usually takes his time with me. That day was different. His actions were telling me he is in control and do not resist him. On this day he was power driving me on the sofa. He had always screwed me before. That day he was F*****g me. As he closed in on the finale I began to cry with some pain but mostly for submitting to his aggression.
He stopped and asked if I were OK, since I was crying. I said did you cum I missed it. He said no. I begged for his cum. I said I will not be OK until you cum in me. He returned pounding me until he thrust his hips into me giving my first rope of cum. My head was buried into the back of the sofa. All I could see was my limp cock and his hips thrusting giving more and more ropes of his cum. When he finished he Thanked me like always, pulled out of me and stood up. I went completely limp. My legs hit the floor. My back arched across the sofa until my bottom hit the floor. My arms fell straight to the sides. I heard him start the shower and he said let's go to the Casino I'm buying all the drinks tonight. I laid there wondering if I would ever be able to walk again. I'm sniffling like a child who lost his favorite toy. My eyes are watery and tears have been flowing. I can't move, everything hurts. After his shower he helped me get up. My legs were trembling. I wrapped my arms around him and asked him to hold me for just a little while. I whispered in his ear "Thank you for doing me, please let me swallow your cum tonight". Four hours later he was cumming down my throat.
My best day with him ever. My bottom is all his. I submit to my man.
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Ovid69
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This is such a hot story, love the idea of being used by dominant man, having a power over you that is beyond your control.
Definitely something I used to indulge in more in my single days.
Definitely something I used to indulge in more in my single days.
I will submit
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Wow I am so glad i found these stories now, I am hoping to embark on my submissive journey on Friday and the above experiences are making me feel like it is definitely going to happen. I will read them again before i meet my 1st dom. Thank you for your stories. Fuck, i wish I was meeting tonight
Hot stories, the first time I ever sucked another guy's cock was in my early teen years. He was a friend of mine. He's dad had a stash of pen house magazines.
We started off jacking off at the pictures. Then we moved to jacking off each other.
We eventually got to sucking each other one day. After we sucked each other off that day I swallow his cum.
He didn't want to swallow mmine. He didn't even suck me anymore after that afternoon. I was hooked, so I would suck him nearly every day after school except on weekends. Unless I stayed at his place
This went on for over a year. Until his family moved away. I did not do anything else with another man until late 90s when I let 1 guy suck me. And I couldn't get hard for him.
Fast forward to 2017 when I sucked a couple of black cocks for the first time. I didn't swallow either of them. And what they say about black cocks are not always true.
I sucked another black cock a few times. And I swallow everything. He was small cock.
This brings me to 2021, I found Eric, He's a black man too. One year older to me. This man, there was something about him. That made me want to serve him. Since 2021 I sucked him 2 to 3 times a week.
After about 6 months I started calling him sir. And kinda hinted that I wanted to dominate me. I wanted to be his submissive.
One day I showed up at his house there was a note on the door. For me to strip and enter his den and wait for him kneeling.
He entered about 5 minutes later With a paddle. Told me I had a choice. Either bend over the arm of couch, and submit to a paddling or leave.
I submitted to 10 paddling. Then he lubed me up and fucked me for the first time. It hurt like hell he asked me if I wanted him to stop I said hell no. I wanted his cum in me.
His submissive bottom bitch I became that day. Although I am married for nearly 40 years. If I wasn't married and he wasn't married. I would definitely love to serve him full time.
I'm always to enter his home and get naked and stay that way until he is done with my service. On occasions while kneeling and suck him. Some of his friends walk in. And I have to serve their cocks too.
On a few occasions he has neighbor women in their late 60s early 70s walk in while I am sucking or getting fucking. While they watch. I always have to eat their pussies too.
There's several times I break a couple of his rules regardless of what it is just for him to paddle me. It hurts me but at the same time I love it.
We started off jacking off at the pictures. Then we moved to jacking off each other.
We eventually got to sucking each other one day. After we sucked each other off that day I swallow his cum.
He didn't want to swallow mmine. He didn't even suck me anymore after that afternoon. I was hooked, so I would suck him nearly every day after school except on weekends. Unless I stayed at his place
This went on for over a year. Until his family moved away. I did not do anything else with another man until late 90s when I let 1 guy suck me. And I couldn't get hard for him.
Fast forward to 2017 when I sucked a couple of black cocks for the first time. I didn't swallow either of them. And what they say about black cocks are not always true.
I sucked another black cock a few times. And I swallow everything. He was small cock.
This brings me to 2021, I found Eric, He's a black man too. One year older to me. This man, there was something about him. That made me want to serve him. Since 2021 I sucked him 2 to 3 times a week.
After about 6 months I started calling him sir. And kinda hinted that I wanted to dominate me. I wanted to be his submissive.
One day I showed up at his house there was a note on the door. For me to strip and enter his den and wait for him kneeling.
He entered about 5 minutes later With a paddle. Told me I had a choice. Either bend over the arm of couch, and submit to a paddling or leave.
I submitted to 10 paddling. Then he lubed me up and fucked me for the first time. It hurt like hell he asked me if I wanted him to stop I said hell no. I wanted his cum in me.
His submissive bottom bitch I became that day. Although I am married for nearly 40 years. If I wasn't married and he wasn't married. I would definitely love to serve him full time.
I'm always to enter his home and get naked and stay that way until he is done with my service. On occasions while kneeling and suck him. Some of his friends walk in. And I have to serve their cocks too.
On a few occasions he has neighbor women in their late 60s early 70s walk in while I am sucking or getting fucking. While they watch. I always have to eat their pussies too.
There's several times I break a couple of his rules regardless of what it is just for him to paddle me. It hurts me but at the same time I love it.
