Bi-Sexual Male / 52
Some time ago I went on a chat site and started a chat with a guy from Florida. Back and forth and when we were on the chat site we went private and shared comments, fantasies and we discussed our likes and dislikes. Then one day he mentioned he was traveling west and he would stop in my hometown and we could get together (this was on the private chat). I said we could hook up on the chat site when he was in town and we could meet up.
It all happened like I had set it up. We met up at the Red Lobster, he had been more honest than I had, he was in his late sixties, had spent his life working outdoors and his name was the name he had really said it was. I had to confess that I had an alias when I spoke with him, I was a bit older than I had let on and my name wasn't really Charly. I was also a retired professional with a distinguished career in law enforcement. To be honest it was my first time to meet face to face with a chat contact. He was pretty direct and asked if I had experience and I told him the truth, I had not it had just been an alter ego thing for me, a fantasy.
We went to the restroom, he was a man with lots of experience. He told me to show the goods and he would decide. In the restroom, we were alone, he reached and grabbed me and held on. I had never been touched by a man, he insisted that I grab him. Holding his cock in my hand was just about the strangest and hottest thing I had ever done. He told me to get down and suck him, right there, right then. That I had made him drive out of his way and I was going to follow through. For all my law enforcement training I found myself obeying him and I got down on one knee and sucked his cock in the Red Lobster men's room.
We went back to our table, now that he had established himself and we finished our meal. He invited me to his motel room and I followed him. In his room he started to get undressed and told me to do the same, he liked naked, no socks, no condoms, nothing but skin. He was still upset that I had given him wrong information, that I had used a fictitious name, that I had no experience. He slapped me hard on the rear and told me that he was used to a good fuck and he expected that I would comply. He took out a pair of handcuffs commenting that I knew what those were and to put them on, he was going to have to hog tie me down so I didn't run. Handcuffed to the bathroom door he went into pee and told me to suck him clean, not a drop to be lost.
My erection kept coming and going, when he slapped my cock it hurt but felt good, he slapped me again but harder and got a ping pong paddle out of his kit and swatted me again real hard then he swatted my rear end real hard, it stung to all ends but it felt good and I asked for more. He swatted my cock with a full arm swing, knocking me against the door. He had an erection and he told me to bend over and suck him which I did. He unlocked me from the bathroom door and looked for something to lock me to near the bed but could only find the lamp so he cuffed me with my hands behind my back. He lay back on the bed and had me suck his cock for a several minutes, he stayed hard but he told me that at his age I had to work at it to get him to produce. My jaw hurt but I had to keep at it.
After several long minutes of sucking him he told me to stop and bend over the bed. He shoved his finger up my ass and asked me how thick a cock I had taken before and I told him the truth, I had never been fucked, the only finger up my ass was my doctor's checking my prostate. He greased me up with something and fingered me for a couple of minutes, too the ping pong paddle and swatted my ass until the stinging wouldn't quit and then shoved his cock up to his balls. He fucked me all right, and he managed to release his load. After he was done he took the pillowcase and fashioned it into a gag and gagged my mouth and swatted my cock until I was crying from pain.
My humiliation wasn't over, he opened the door and he kicked me out into the parking lot naked, gagged and cuffed, my clothes followed and he told me that I was a liar and a fake and he hoped some trucker would go by and fuck the shit out of me again. He left me on the parking lot, got in his car and left. I suffered the humiliation of having a cop from my precinct show up to take me in. It was a long time before I went on a chat site again. To satisfy my dark needs I travel to other cities under an assumed name, but now I am careful to play out the assumed identity I use.
It all happened like I had set it up. We met up at the Red Lobster, he had been more honest than I had, he was in his late sixties, had spent his life working outdoors and his name was the name he had really said it was. I had to confess that I had an alias when I spoke with him, I was a bit older than I had let on and my name wasn't really Charly. I was also a retired professional with a distinguished career in law enforcement. To be honest it was my first time to meet face to face with a chat contact. He was pretty direct and asked if I had experience and I told him the truth, I had not it had just been an alter ego thing for me, a fantasy.
We went to the restroom, he was a man with lots of experience. He told me to show the goods and he would decide. In the restroom, we were alone, he reached and grabbed me and held on. I had never been touched by a man, he insisted that I grab him. Holding his cock in my hand was just about the strangest and hottest thing I had ever done. He told me to get down and suck him, right there, right then. That I had made him drive out of his way and I was going to follow through. For all my law enforcement training I found myself obeying him and I got down on one knee and sucked his cock in the Red Lobster men's room.
We went back to our table, now that he had established himself and we finished our meal. He invited me to his motel room and I followed him. In his room he started to get undressed and told me to do the same, he liked naked, no socks, no condoms, nothing but skin. He was still upset that I had given him wrong information, that I had used a fictitious name, that I had no experience. He slapped me hard on the rear and told me that he was used to a good fuck and he expected that I would comply. He took out a pair of handcuffs commenting that I knew what those were and to put them on, he was going to have to hog tie me down so I didn't run. Handcuffed to the bathroom door he went into pee and told me to suck him clean, not a drop to be lost.
My erection kept coming and going, when he slapped my cock it hurt but felt good, he slapped me again but harder and got a ping pong paddle out of his kit and swatted me again real hard then he swatted my rear end real hard, it stung to all ends but it felt good and I asked for more. He swatted my cock with a full arm swing, knocking me against the door. He had an erection and he told me to bend over and suck him which I did. He unlocked me from the bathroom door and looked for something to lock me to near the bed but could only find the lamp so he cuffed me with my hands behind my back. He lay back on the bed and had me suck his cock for a several minutes, he stayed hard but he told me that at his age I had to work at it to get him to produce. My jaw hurt but I had to keep at it.
After several long minutes of sucking him he told me to stop and bend over the bed. He shoved his finger up my ass and asked me how thick a cock I had taken before and I told him the truth, I had never been fucked, the only finger up my ass was my doctor's checking my prostate. He greased me up with something and fingered me for a couple of minutes, too the ping pong paddle and swatted my ass until the stinging wouldn't quit and then shoved his cock up to his balls. He fucked me all right, and he managed to release his load. After he was done he took the pillowcase and fashioned it into a gag and gagged my mouth and swatted my cock until I was crying from pain.
My humiliation wasn't over, he opened the door and he kicked me out into the parking lot naked, gagged and cuffed, my clothes followed and he told me that I was a liar and a fake and he hoped some trucker would go by and fuck the shit out of me again. He left me on the parking lot, got in his car and left. I suffered the humiliation of having a cop from my precinct show up to take me in. It was a long time before I went on a chat site again. To satisfy my dark needs I travel to other cities under an assumed name, but now I am careful to play out the assumed identity I use.
