Well, after 30 yrs of dabbling in kink, progressivly learning more about it and progressivly learning about myself i must be honest and accept the fact i am a gay, submissive slut. Over the years i have tried to deny it but i am sexually drawn to men esppecially take charge alpha males. Hairy or smooth, musculmuscular or lean, mens bodirs draw a reaction from me. I especially am aroused by the sight of large cocks ( as well as medium sized and smaller cocks). I am now giving into my innate gay leanings and i need to embrace them and let then take me to what i really am. I am a submissive homosexual.
Know that i have accepted this i also realize that i am sexually fullfilled by giving in to these urges. I am no longer afraid to admitt that the sight of naked man makes want to fall on my knees and worship his body, to lick his balls, his anus, his cock, to take his cock in my mouth and fellate him till his cum explodes in my mouth and its sweet goeyness coats my throat. Insteax of dreading this i now eagerly accept it and the pleasure it gives as well as the freedom accepting this gives me.
Now, i also have discarded the fear of being penetrated in my anus. Instead i dream of a cock stretching my sphincter, pushing deep inside me just as it would a womens vagina. The pain and humiliation only add to the excitement as i tremble and moan, gasping as i feel his jizz squirt inside me.
It doesn't matter who sees this, who knows of my perverted ectsasy, the more who know, the freer i feel. Come and watch as he pumps his phallas inside me, marmarvel at how i tremble, buck, spasm, moan, and scream in pain and ectsay.
If i don't perform well my master will motivate me to do better w/ the whip, clothes pins, hot wax, and the violet wand. I am ciffed and chained so i can't escape and no part of my flesh, even my cock and balls, is spared. Master puts on a show, degrading, reminding me i am less than human, i am his property. And i love it. My enslavement actually sets me free to be a better whore for him.
Finally my chance to be a good slut arrives. A dozen young studs with glistening bodies surround me. I fall to my knees, surrounded by these young Adonises. One by one my hands, my mouth, and even my feet manipulate their penises into gorgeos phallases, glistenin in the sun like marble. Then i am caaried over to the horse, strapped dowdown on it, legs spread. My anus is lubed and probed till it relaxes to the point fists can fit inside. Thenn they line up and one by one my mouth and rectum recieve their cocks untill their cum errupts, down my throat, on my face and back, and in my rectum. Cumm is dripping from orafices, it streaks my body.
Then master pats me on the head, tells me what a good faggot whore i am, and rewards me w/ his own cock. I am untied, led away to clean up and rest, for in an hour i will pleasure another group. I tremble, bite my lip, but i also smile. I am his and theirs, less than a man scorned by eeveryone as a gay slut, faggot whore, a queer to used. But this knowledge makes me smi lo e, for i accept it. I am free.
