Date: Thu, 5 Jan 2012 22:36:53 +1000
From: Allan Taylor <rscra@dodo.com.au>
Subject: TOYBOY SLAVE

I knew when I was a gay teenager that I was turned on by being dominated
sexually but there wasn't much opportunity in the 1980's to explore this
side of things legally. Eventually I decided to do a little exploring of my
own. A gay mate and I had once in a while visited a well known public
toilet block which was renowned as a gay hangout. Though I found toilets
distasteful, a quick wank was okay. I was incredibly randy and planned
things for a few days. I worked for a truck rental company at the time and
I drove a F100 home most nights. This was good as I didn't want my personal
car to become known for various reasons. Once everything was ready, I
forced myself to do it.

At about 10.00pm, I drove the F100 into the beachside car park next to the
public toilet block, parking a little further away in the shadows of the
overhanging trees. I was only wearing a pair of Speedo Jockette nylon red
and white polka dot bikini briefs under a pair of white cotton well worn
football shorts. It was a stinking hot and humid night and I don't think I
would have worn much more whatever the occasion.  I was only seventeen at
the time and that was pretty much the standard attire, with or without a
shirt, though I thought bare-chested was more enticing.

I had carefully added a small hole in my shorts and jocks in the pouch area
as I knew that there would be the focus of interest. Gulping deeply, I then
made the biggest decision of my young life!

I took the handcuffs out of the glove box and put the key in the ashtray.
Before I could back out, I put my hands behind my back and clamped them on
both wrists. What an incredibly randy feeling it was to be unable to resist
whatever would happen! It was also a bit scary and I briefly wrestled with
the handcuffs to see if I could get them off but I couldn't. It was quite
dark but my white footy shorts could be easily seen, as could the polka dot
print of my jocks underneath. Then I started worrying what would happen if
the Police turned up, like they often did. It was going to take a bit of
difficulty to get the key from the ashtray. I looked down at the bulge of
my cock and balls in the tight shorts. Nothing was happening so I just had
to sit and wait.

Eventually, a shadow moved around for a while before finally coming to the
window and asked "what are you up for?"  I replied that my hands were
handcuffed behind my back and I was at the mercy of whoever found me. "Is
this a set-up or something, you don't look old enough, it sounds suss to
me".  "No man, I'm seventeen. I'm just playing out a fantasy I've had for a
while". He was still very apprehensive and felt all over my hot young body
and the handcuffs behind me. Gaining confidence, his hands headed to my
crotch and his fingers quickly started exploring. I was feigning resistance
at his every move, struggling against the handcuffs and pleading with him
not to touch me. This of course had the desired effect and he probed me
more. He quickly found the small hole in my footy shorts and worked his
finger into it as I kept resisting his probing. "No man, don't touch me
there, please". He probed very aggressively and I writhed around as he felt
my jock bulge. "Oh no, no, please don't". My footy shorts started ripping
apart and he slowly kept tearing them into shreds until I was down to my
bikini briefs. I was so turned on! This was great role-play. He felt my
jock bulge and quickly found the small hole I conveniently put there. I
writhed uncomfortably as he again probed my cock and balls through the
hole. "You got a big dick boy, let's take a look at it". He then ripped my
jocks to shreds getting them off me and 7.5" of teenage cock arched out in
front of me. I was scared and randy at the same time. I was now totally
naked until I got back home, when-ever that might be. He fondled my balls
and gently stroked my cock while I protested uselessly. It felt great but I
was role-playing too. He went away for a few minutes and I thought it was
all over before his silhouette again loomed in the drivers window.

Suddenly he pushed me across the bench seat and onto the passenger floor
while he slipped into the drivers seat. "We're going just down the road a
bit where it's a bit more private". I protested but he said I didn't have
much say in the matter. It was only a few minutes before we stopped
somewhere very dark. I found out later it was a remote beach picnic and
parking area amongst the dunes. I was blindfolded and dragged out of the
F100. Two other guys had arrived in another car, presumably friends of the
first guy. "Man, what a hot little fucker, chicken on a plate!"  I wanted
to know what was going on but things happened too quickly. I was slammed
onto a table and pack-raped by the three guys repeatedly. I sucked their
cocks before and after they fucked me. It certainly wasn't how I saw my
virginity being broken. It hurt to be fucked so violently but at the same
time I guess I was thankful that it had finally happened but it left a bad
taste in my mouth in more ways than one!

A surprising development happened after they left, leaving me there over
the table. I fell asleep for some time. Someone came back and I was hoping
they were going to help me get free. Not so. They whipped my arse with some
sort of strap, lightly at first but eventually full-on painful. My cock was
so hard even I was surprised. It was laying against my stomach and at every
lash it rubbed on the table as I recoiled. Then he fucked me. He rode me
like a stallion, paying no need to my pleas as he worked his cock into
places I didn't know existed. I blew all over my stomach long before he
did. He just kept fucking me and I eventually blew a second time. He was
such a master at his trade that I still get erect thinking about it today.

And then he left. I have no idea if he was one of the original three or
whether he was someone else.

But boy could he fuck! I was now in second heaven, alone and still bound,
draped over the table in the early morning light. My role-play idea had
taken me from one extreme to the other. My arse was fucked raw but I had no
regrets. I wormed my way off the table and back to the F100 and managed to
finally get the key to the handcuffs and release myself. For the first time
in my life, I was standing totally naked in a public place without a stitch
of clothing to cover my modesty. My cock started to stiffen again at the
thought of being caught totally naked: my entire hot body and big dick
being there for all to see. Luckily I decided to drive home, being very
mindful to obey every road rule. The last thing I wanted was to be pulled
over by the Police. I kept sliding across the vinyl bench seat because my
arse was covered in various bodily fluids.

My success at this role-play led me to try others. Stay tuned for more
episodes....

Many thanks
George Taylor