Date: Tue, 8 Nov 2011 09:08:13 -0500 (EST)
From: Julyguy1@aol.com
Subject: Thrill of change

Thrill of change...

It wasn't until Rod and I had been together for well over three months did
he want to make our relationship more `thrilling`. he said as he stroked
my  thigh so lovely. I guess I was game for anything that Rod suggested, he
was a  brilliant lover and what we did together was always so really wonderful
 from the  word go, when we met in a bowling alley and, well you know, one
thing led to  another and after some simply wonderful warming foreplay he
was into me like  there was no tomorrow, and the joy and thrill of all that
made me feel so  wonderful and happy and most of all, belonging like no other
guy could have made  me feel or achieved before. Not as though I had been
with other guys mind, Rod  was my first and like his name which is  very
appropriate, he had a rod of  steel, much better than I'd ever seen before and I
spent much time having  gorgeous oral sex with him and learning just how to
give him the sensual  feelings he liked.

"No, baby this is the way I like it" and so on and so forth until I got it
 right - and believe me, the practicing was an absolute delight and his
finger  tips driving me crazy with all the gentle erotic rimming between my
supple ass  cheeks and how he loved to nibble and suck and lightly spank them
before he gave  me that rod of steel! - loving the placement as he guided it
to the right place,  and the gentle pushing until it achieved its aim, to
stretch my hole  sufficiently enough to slide in gradually, pausing
occasionally, until he got  that wonderfully thrilling deep penetration I loved.

Just to be there for him whether it be perched over the arm of the settee,
over the bed, on all fours on the carpet when he'd fuck me naked bare
backed.  And then - I shall call it `Rod's speciality' he sucked me out after
that very  ample fuck, me completely stretched wide for his best access to
fresh fucked hot  and still wet hole and the feel of his fingers jerking off my
cock till it  spurted relentlessly into his hand.

We were completely compatible and fucked well together and I was happy as a
 sand boy to receive his regular deep penetration into me.

But up till then our love ins were never anything too rough - it seemed
good that way and it struck me that Rod was quite happy for us to continue  so.

But of late he had been talking a lot about how would I feel in enacting
the master servant syndrome, in role-play - that he had met a guy who was
into  this and would like to introduce him to me.

Well, as said I was quite happy to roll along as we were but fearsome that
if I did not go along with Rod's new ideas , I relented and agreed to meet
this  John as he called him and thus change the whole method of our
particular sexual  relationship.

When Rod mentioned John I assumed that his idea to enhance our relationship
 was to take part in gratuitous threesomes - something I have to admit did
interest me in as much as I had often wondered what it would be like. If
fantasised for instance sucking two cocks at once!

But when John opened a case full of gadgets he'd brought in from his car, I
 knew they both had something else in mind.

I was to discover the sensual and really dramatic part I was to play, of
just how it is like to be the `servant' so to speak. To be at the mercy of
my  `masters' and I was to see Rod in an entirely different way to the
gentle lover  he had been.

When I heard the click of handcuffs forcibly affixed to my wrists joining
them to the bedrail and seeing the appearance of the guys in black leathers,
 face masks and the like I knew I was about to endure something very new
and  different to the gentle fucks given me of Rod.
"You are right Rod, this  servant has got a really great tight ass, really
yummy" announced John and I saw  him handle himself between an open
leathered crotch. They seemed to be talking  about me as though I was not a person
buts more like and animal just there to  satisfy their perverted pleasure,

And I couldn't have been more right because for the next hour I was to
undergo an initiation like never before, I felt at first like a piece of meat,
being turned and twisted at their pleasure and convenience, there was John
apparently teaching Rod the art of  the role play. And soon I was becoming
abundantly aware that this is how it was going to be from now on, something
that  before I would have steered away from but because I'd been so
compatible with  Rod I was game for anything to please him - and I was about to
receive the  meaning of all that with John showing Rod the joys of the rough
treatment - how  I must be at their mercy at all times and if I down not come
up to expectations,  the sufferance of a whip across my ass until I
responded and sucked the cock of  each in a way which they desired, which was very
deep and exhilarating. I  started to feel something quite different oddly
enough, - that I was actually  enjoying being under the control of them both,
forced in all sorts of compliable  positions so they could do this or that
with my naked body to extremes I would  never have imagined, I felt like the
proverbial rag doll serving their every  need and each time I was fucked by
one and the other instantly followed, keeping  me constantly filled with
wonderful primed stiff cock, thrusting it into me like  a veritable piston shaft
whilst the other stood there commanding that I "take  his prick into my
mouth and suck strong and deep."

The feeling of all that was incredible and I have never known such movement
 and virility, cocks in my face, spurting spunk as they wanked over me,
teasing  their p-hole against my tongue, stroking my balls with goose feathers
tying my  in cock with red ribbon while they each took a suck and then,
stuffing my mouth  with their despoiled underwear as they force fucked me and
furthermore;  something Rod said he wasn't into, but it turned out that John
was, the trauma  at first of being hot pissed on all over my perched up ass,
feeling the heat  drip and dribble down my thighs before the insertion of
yet another piston fired  deep fuck with the smell of his strong urine - then,
Rod taking the hint from  John,. also urinating over me until they were
both breathing and behaving like  wild animals, fucking and sucking everything
I had down under, and smothering me  with their wet smelling urine  and
spunk laden cock and balls -rubbing  constantly into my face as they fingered my
asshole, making those certain  squelching noises they seemed to enjoy and
there I was feeling like milk being  churned and learning the experience of
what it is like to have guys just doing  things to you as they may, your body
being merely a vessel, an object as such  for their sexual deviations,
experiments and encounters.

But I knew I had changed too, and wanted the new Rod and John too!