Date: Mon, 14 Mar 2016 21:09:40 +0000 (UTC)
From: gt <oldtxsub@yahoo.com>
Subject: Last Chance 2

Last Chance -2
Copyright 2016 by the author. For private use.
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DISCLAIMER: For adults only. Not for minors. Delete if illegal in your
jurisdiction. This is a work of fiction. Just my fantasy. Author's note:
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The Dallas Eagle is a leather and levis bar. I had to admit I had always
wanted to go there. My desire was to be picked up by one of the tattooed
leather clad Men who frequent to club looking for boys. I used to dream
about going there being picked up taken to the woods bent over a hot
motorcycle and fucked like the slut I am, at least want to be.  I had to
admit I was excited by the message and the idea of being in the Eagle. I
just never had had the nerve to go there on my own, now I had to if I
wanted to take my last chance. The phone buzzed again, "Shave your head and
cock before you get their boy."  My excitement was almost
overwhelming. This seemed real – I was being ordered by my better – I
had no option, or will to disobey, the feeling was returning. A high level
of physical excitement but a feeling of peace as I transferred control to
my unknown Master. I was almost overwhelmed with fantasy images, the smell
of leather, sweat and stale beer; me being led naked by a leash and dog
collar around a leather bar as I am groped by bikers and other Leatherman.
I snapped out of it – I only had a few hours to get my head shaved and
ready to go the eagle. I wanted so bad to jack off to relive the pressure
of my excitement, but I knew my Master would not want me to, and frankly I
enjoyed the rush of this excitement I had not felt in years.

I found a franchise barber shop and ran to make sure I got there before
they closed. I only had to wait a while before I was called. I ask to have
my head shaved – the Asian girl ask if I was sure. I couldn't tell her –
but I had to I had been ordered to have it shaved. If my cock was not so
small she would have seen how hard I was as she lathered my head and shaved
me bald. I could feel my self-leaking as I watched my self being shaved in
the mirror. It was almost too much to control, even though she was just
cutting my hir – I closed my eyes and saw a muscled Leatherman shaving
me, my arms tied to the chair, I was naked as he roughly pushed my head
round to shave me.  He laughed at my pitiful small dick. I awoke form my
dream as she was rubbing cream in to my now bald head.  She pulled off the
drape and stared at the wet spot in my crotch, she just laughed.  I paid
gave her a big tip and headed home to finish shaving.

I almost ran to the bathroom and stripped. I began by trimming the hair
short with scissors. I was as hard as a rock and still leaking. I had to be
careful I didn't stroke myself because if I had I would have shot a load as
aill lathered up my cock and balls. I hadn't shaved myself here for a long
time, but I loved the hairless smooth feel. Dr. Ben had always kept me
shaved down there as I began to mature. Part of the daily routine was
shaving and an enema before he started playing with me. This was one of the
hottest time for me – the anticipation and his big hands all over me, he
was rough and knew that I loved it. He would stroke me close to cumming and
then slap or punch my balls, he loved to watch as I wiggled under his hands
holding me down as he brought e to the edge and then inflicted pain to
settle me down. It always ended with me being whipped with his belt or a
crop then I had to jack myself off before he had me on my knees bringing
him to his first orgasm. He said he didn't want me to me excited while I
was pleasuring him, that is why I had to cum first. When my mouth had him
hard again, he would strap me to a bench lube my ass and fuck me until he
came again.  When he was done I would clean his cock with my mouth and then
usually whipped again for some transgression or failure I my part. Usually
during the second whipping I would get hard again and he would let me jack
off for him while he watched and then fed me my cum.

But that was ll in the past, it had been years since I felt that
excitement. I just hopped I could feel it again, if I did I swore to myself
I would never give it up again, no matter what it took. I was smooth as a
12 year boy – it felts so good and I almost came as I rubbed cream in to
the newly shaved areas.  I got my leather shorts and slipped them on
commando. The had zippers on the side so the front could be let down to
pee, or for access. They were a hot shiny black, tight and the leather felt
good on my bare boy parts. I slipped on the pink l t-shirt and looked in
the mirror. Even I thought I looked hot and like a think – except I was
52 years old. My nipples showed I was excited. It was already 8:30 I needed
to leave now. I ran to my car, but the address in my phone and took off for
the Eagle.  It only took 15 minutes to get there. The parking lot was full
of pickups and motorcycles. I could see guys dressed in leathers going in
the door. This was it, now or never. I stepped out of my car, as I did my
phone buzzed. "Good, boy, go to the bar order a white wine and wait for
instructions." I walked to the door, two guys in leathers behind me
whistled and said "nice ass old man, you looking for a date tonight?"  I
just kept walking. The bouncer glanced at me and said "welcome boy aunt
seen you before, you don't meet anyone come see me later."

I made my way to the bar, I could smell the leather, sweat and beer. It was
just as I had dreamed. The bartender came over to me, he was in briefs with
a harness on and a dog collar. I ordered my wine and he winked at me as he
brought it.  The phone buzzed. "This is your test boy. Three guys will
approach you for blow jobs, you will do what they say. They are to report
back to me how you did. If you're a good cocksucker I may take you home to
night. If you want to back out do it now, these won't be guys who take no
well. Text yes or no. What the hell it was now or never I texted "yes". Ten
minutes later a big Black man came to the bar beside me, he had to have
been 300 hundred pounds of all muscle. All but his chest was covered in
tight leather.  "boy, buy me a scotch. I ordered a scotch for him.  When he
got it he dipped his fingers in the scotch and rubbed it on his nips. "Tell
me how the scotch tastes boy" as he turned to me, suck it off my tits
maggot.  I leaned in and sucked first the right one and then the left one,
he laughed as other guys around us watched the show.  He drank up the
scotch and grabbed me by the arm and said "Come on boy lets go to my car,
something there needs vacuuming." He led me out the door by the arm.  We
got to his van and he opened the back, there was a chair and a mattress. He
pulled down his pants and his cock nearly sprang out, it wasn't long but I
have never seen one so wide with pronounced veins. "On your knees bitch and
this better be good.". I dropped to my knees at his feet and tried to take
the head in my mouth, I could hardly get it in my mouth and I started
gagging. "breath through you knows bitch, now suck. I sucked for all I was
worth, it had been a long time but it came back to me easy, and I loved it,
I had forgotten the smell and the feel of a Man inside of me, fucking my
face. He grabbed my head and forced the monster all of the way in. He
slammed my head back and forth, it didn't take ling until he shot a big
load in my throat. It was heaven the taste I remembered and hd missed. I
was back the where I belonged.  "Love to fuck that pussy, but Jack said not
this time, he wants that himself. He said I couldn't fuck you but he didn't
say I couldn't fuck you up. With that he kicked me in the balls and pushed
me down on the mattress. "I got to piss now boy and you better not let a
drop go on the mattress."  He aimed at my mouth and let loose with a
massive stream of piss. I did the best I could to get it all and swallow
before I chocked, but some hit the mattress. When he was done he grabbed me
by the ankles and turned me over on the mattress. "Take down the shorts
bitch, you're going to get a whipping." But first you must beg me to whip
you, because I wouldn't want to do anything you didn't ask for boy. I undid
the shorts and pulled them to my ankles, and said "Please whip me."  I was
laying with my ass exposed on the mattress with my face in his piss. I
heard the whip cut the air before it is my ass. The sting was terrible, I
thought I would faint. I guess I did, I woke up sitting in the parking lot
my pants around my ankle with welts on in my ass. I guess I could have left
then. But I didn't. I wanted, no I needed more. I limped back into the
Eagle, the bouncer just laughed as I entered. Better go in the men's room
and clean the piss off your face boy, or if you prefer the ladies." I made
my way through the leathermen, they were getting rowdy, my ass must have
been pinched five times before I made it to the restrooms. The mens' room
was full there must have been ten guys in there. I made my way to the sinks
and looked at myself, you could see the stains on my face. I turned n the
water bent over and tried to wash my face. When I bent over a hand grabbed
me between the legs. It was the bouncer.  "wrong restroom boy." Staff has a
special restroom for your type.  Still holding me by the sack he pulled me
backwards out of the restroom and down the hall. We he opened a door and
pushed me in. It was dark, he left slammed the door and I heard it lock. It
wasn't long till I heard a key in the door. I saw the silhouette as a guy
slipped in.  On your knees boy was all he said. I got down on my knees. I
felt his hand on my head as it guided me to his meat. It was hard and
smelled strong. He guided my head down the length, it wasn't as wide as the
last guy but it was long and I felt it hit the back of my throat and I
gagged. He kept the pressure on my head until he was deep in my
throat. "Just hold it there boy until the gagging stops." Slowly he pushed
into me until I could feel him deep inside me. "Mow slow boy suck and use
that tongue."  I began moving my head back and forth a little as he fucked
my throat, he was getting excited I could tell, he pushed on my head to get
it deeper in me.  It was long and he was cumming, I felt the glorious man
juice slide down my throat. I tried to taste as much of it as I could.  He
pulled out of me.  "Now strip boy." I stood up and took my clothes off.  He
started fondling my little dick and sack. He had on leather gloves he
rubbed them all over my body, finally putting his fingers in my
mouth. "Turn around and bend over." I did as I was told. "Grab your ankles
boy and don't let go."  As I did I felt the gloved finger enter me Firsts
one then two, finally the third found its way inside me.  "Nice tight
pussy, boy.  Jack will tear that one apart."  He gave me a butt pug to put
in you to start stretching you for his cock. You may want to get it wet in
your mouth before I put it in you boy. I licked the massive plug and handed
it to him. Now hold on boy this will hurt, he was right, the pain was
intense until it slipped past the wide part. I started to cry it hurt so
much. "Well you are a wimp, you may cry but your little dick says you like
this it is hard and dripping." You're a good cocksucker boy, but if you
were mine we'd be exploring just how much pain you can really take.  I like
to use electricity on boys like you, It's so hot to see them scream in pain
and shoot a load at the same time.  I put probes in their pussies and in
their little cocks and turn the juice up.  Since they are tied down they
can't move much but I don't gag them so I can hear the screams.  I can tell
you would be a real screamer. I love it, they beg me to give them more pain
and I oblige, got love those pain sluts -they beg for it and need it.  He
took out a pen a wrote a phone number on my chest. "When jack is done with
you call me and n beg for it boy, you will call you know it don't you."  He
left the room and left the door open.  I dressed and headed back to the
main room.  I decided to just wait for number three. I went to the bar and
ordered another white wine.  When the wine arrived my cell buzzed. "Number
three is on you – find someone blow them and send me a picture they take
of you sucking them." Shit, I was on my own. I had to pick someone up, that
was always my problem, I was shy and could never make the first move. I
looked around. There were a lot of Men on the dance floor so I headed that
way.  I just started dancing a little to see if someone would approach
me. IT seemed like I wasn't there.  It was getting late and people started
drifting off in pairs.  I went back to the bar. I figured I would just as
the guy at the bar.  I called him over.  "hay, buddy I am looking for a guy
who wants a blow job, any suggestions."  I figured he was like me so he
would understand.  He walked away without saying a word.  I turned around
and there was a cop. "I understand you have been soliciting sex." "Well no
sire I was just talking to the bartender." "Dressed like that you are
obviously a prostitute, and you under arrest. Now turn around and put your
hands together." This was the worst thing, I was arrested the record would
be public and I would lose my job. The cop led me out of the bar to his
unmarked car. " In the back Sir while we check your ID. I handed him my
driver's license, he read it and then said he needed a picture for the
record. He took out his phone and snapped a full body shot. Now one more
thing Sir.  Just step behind the building here."  He led me behind the bar.
Ok here is the deal, I have your picture, your name and address. I am a
real cop. Jack is a friend. You give him any trouble and this goes
public. You got it. If you do and you ask real nice I will let you suck my
cock." I dropped to me knees and almost cried "please". He unzipped and
pulled out a hard cock. I went for it immediately, it was like candy to me
I wanted and needed it and as many as I could get my lips on. He shot his
lad zipped up and told me to go back in the bar. He said that on a table in
the back was a note for me.

I made my way back in. It was near closing time and the place was emptying
out.  I found an empty table with a bag and a note. The note read. "Put on
the dog collar and leash, go to your car take off your clothes leave them
and your id and keys in your car, put on the blindfold and sit outside the
car waiting for me. I will pull up in a pickup honk once. You are to climb
in the back."

I followed the instructions. I sat in the gravel naked except or the
collar, leash and blindfold. I was in heaven this was where I needed to be.