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One day contractThe only time I felt like I made it in porn was during one of the worst blizzards ever to hit my town. The highways were closed, people were recommended not to drive or go outside. Classes had been cancelled for a second day in a row. We had been hit with 16inches of snow and ice. Fortunately, my apartment still had power. So like normal, I was sitting naked in my chair masturbating to porn and chatting with whomever was in the m4m chatroom. I had my cam on and was jerking off for the few who were interested in watching me rub my small 6.5″ thick stubby cock. I know it must of looked bigger against my slender frame. I was almost 19 back then. I hadn’t really hit puberty yet. I didn’t have any facial hair nor any pubs yet. I looked much younger than my actual age and that seemed to make me very popular with guys in their 30’s and older. I enjoyed the online attention I got from men ordering me to finger my ass as I masturbated for their pleasure. It was a rush being naked for others to see. I had been a regular in the m4m chatrooms for the past several months and had a few online friends that I performed daily. I had been smart not to give out my real name, address (but I did give the city I lived in), or my home phone yet. I stress yet because I gave in after I met Bill. Bill joined the chatroom under a very interesting profile name…lowhangn9. He wasn’t pushy, asking to exchange pictures or wanted to talk on the phone right away. He enjoyed what I was willing to do on cam and after viewing his cam…,we decided to go one on one. During our private viewing, I showed my face and he did too. But it was Bill’s long cock that got me very interested. I hadn’t seen one as long, slender, perfectly cut cock like it on cam before. I asked if the 9 in his profile name meant he was 9inches long but he admitted he was just under that length. Still it made my tiny cock feel even more insignificant. We continued to talk more…Bill admitted he lived in the same city. At first, I was skeptical because so many guys said this. I had a test of the area, asking about what restaurant was located where and a few of the landmarks in the city. Bill quickly answered all of them correctly and he even tested me to validate his suspicions. After passing the tests, Bill asked if I’d call him. Before I could answer he gave me his phone number. He wanted to talk and couldn’t discuss it online with me. I got nervous when he refused to tell me online after a few pleads to know. I told him I’d call. My body and fingers were shaking as I punched the numbers into my corded phone. It rang twice before Bill answered. My voice was trembling and I wasn’t as confident as I usually am online in chat. Bill’s voice was steady. I wanted to know what it was he couldn’t chat about but too nervous to ask. You see, at this point in my life… I was a dick tease online. I liked about my experiences with guys….I liked being slutty. For some reason, I couldn’t lie to Bill. He stated in a monotone voice, “I’d like to take pictures of you and make a video, I’ll pay you for your time.” Now I admit, I had fantasized about being in porn before. I started shaking even more as I held the phone to my ear standing naked in my tiny apartment living room. Of course my first question was how much. Bill’s reply was stated coolly,”That depends..on what you’re willing to do.” I started to ask more but Bill stopped me. He then told me that I should come to his house and we can go over the contract. My mind was racing, I envisioned all kinds bahis firmaları of porn I might be doing. I asked for his address before saying that I’d come. Then Bill gave his address and it frightened me to my core. He lived just two blocks away!!I agreed and was instructed to wear just my snow gear and nothing else..as Bill put it, “As a token of me being honest”. My heart sank a little,then I confessed that I hadn’t done most of the things we had chatted about online. I hadn’t had bareback, nor any real cock in my ass just toys and my fingers, I hadn’t been with two or more guys. I did want to try being a bottom but always chickened out when any real opportunity presented itself. There was a long silence and I felt like crying. Then Bill said, “How long would it take to get here?” In my state of honesty, I told him where I lived. I felt exposed and aroused in my naked anxiety. “Good, I’ll see you soon?””Yes”, I said shaking.I got my gear on and headed out in the snow. It was freezing, being naked under my winter gear. I trudged through the heavy snow and made it to Bill’s house. It took about 20 minutes just to walk two blocks! My body had broken into a heavy sweat as I entered Bill’s house. He shut the door and locked it. I paused, shaking from the cold but more from my nervous energy I was feeling. Bill unzipped my coat as I took off my hat and gloves. I kicked off my boots and the cold snow on the floor made me jump a little. Then Bill pulled my suspender straps off my shoulders and he pulled down my snow pants revealing my shriveled up cold cock. I covered up. Bill told me to follow him. We walked by the warm fireplace in the middle of the living room into a small like office. He sat down and slid a piece of paper in front of me. I looked at it shaking. It was a contract! Now, I wasn’t expecting this and there was tons of print on the pages. Bill talked about it as I glanced over the pages. I noticed there were some lines that were unfilled. Bill slid another piece of paper to me. On it had a list of sex acts and pictures/videos with unchecked boxes on it. Bill told me to read the contract and Mark the boxes I was willing to do. He left the room to setup a camera in the living room. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t read every word of the contract….it made me dizzy trying to focus on it. I started on marking the boxes on the list sheet. I quickly checked boxes for full nudes and masturbation. Even as I read sex with or sex without a condom, I began to question what was I getting myself into….Just then Bill returned. He looked over what I had checked. Then he mentioned, he knew someone who he’d send the video and pictures to that was in the “business”. I looked at Bill and couldn’t get a read on if he was telling the truth or not. He noticed my trepidation and moved over to signing and dating the last page of the contract. Bill reassured that all pictures and videos had to be approved by me before he’d send them on, if I changed my mind…he’d burn them. I decided to jump off the cliff.. I checked the barbacking, cum swallowing, and a few other things I’m unsure if they’d be omitted from this story. Pictures and videoBill had me lay on this large white sheepskin rug. I did various poses in front of the fireplace. I literally and figuratively warmed up. I got into it. Though it was odd when Bill got on his stomach as he took close up pictures of my anus and had me open my gape. He asked for me to pull it open as far as I could…it was awkward. Then he took pictures as I rubbed kaçak iddaa myself till fully erect. Once satisfied, he brought in a video camera. He positioned some very bright lights and those umbrella like things to stop any glaring. Then he had me go into his bathroom to take an enema. As I emptied the cool liquid from my pipes. Bill had set up several mirrors in the living room. He had me get on all fours and scope around to see if I could view myself from all angles. Bill told me to get ready. He removed his clothes and was already semi hard. I couldn’t take my eyes off his long shaft. As he walked up to me. My head bounced up and down with it’s hypnotic movement. Bill told me to get on my knees and begin touching and sucking his cock. It didn’t take long for him to become fully erect. My touch was very stimulating for him, just the opposite was happening to me as I began to dwell on the barebacking to come. I couldn’t get hard even as I pulled and yanked myself with one hand while struggling to swallow just a few inches of Bill’s longsword. He told me to arch my back and keep my arms down as he lurched back and forth into my mouth. My jaw was already hurting as I struggled to keep it wide open. Saliva dipped out from the sides of my mouth, tears formed just from Bill’s gentle movements. Then Bill moved one hand over on top of my head. He looked down at me struggling for breath. Then he smirked down as I looked up with tears now streaming down my face. He held my head firm and thrusted his cock down the back of my throat. My hands flew up, I tried to jerk my head back, as I pushed as hard as I could to back away. I gagged hard, I let out a sickening cough and spewed out Bill’s flesh with some bile and spit. I heaved a few times. Bill rushed out and got some towels. My eyes were so watery. I couldn’t wipe them away fast enough my vision blurry. Bill took the sheepskin rug away as I cleaned myself up. I felt guilty weighing down on me for the mess. I apologized to Bill. He seemed flattered that I was feeling so guilty for the mess. He would later confess that he thought I would of wanted to leave. With my guilt, I felt an obligation to do better. I was still nervous but was able to work past it and force myself to swallow a good few inches of Bill’s long cock. He didn’t cum in my mouth but he said he got close. It was time. I moved onto my back and pulled my legs up and apart as Bill maneuvered between them. He fingered my ass. I had a hard time swallowing as he passed two fingers inside me. With his other hand he rubbed lube over his erect missle. I looked at his perfect shaped mushroom head glistened from the lube. Bill moved up over me. He pressed his tip against my hole. In my mind, I wanted this to happen but my body’s natural reaction was to push outward. I fought against Bill’s advance. He grabbed his cock and firmly pressed against me. Still I resisted as hard as I could. Then almost like a popping sound. He flooded my tube with his torpedo. I let out this amazingly loud grunt, like all the air escaped me. I reached out to grab something as my legs wrapped around Bill. My fingers grasped for the carpet as Bill violated deeply into my body. The sensation was so different from the toys I could control from masturbation. I felt his throbbing cock go deeper and deeper. I felt a strong sense of discomfort. Every time Bill retreated out of my ass, I figured he couldn’t go deeper but every time he managed to drill further into my ass. A sweat came over me as I focused on getting as much kaçak bahis air into my lungs when Bill pulled out. I watched Bill looking down at his rod penetrating slowly into my hole. My internal struggle was ‘dare I ask if he is all the way inside me?’ and finally after several minutes of Bill’s slow prodding did I ask. He smiled and said not yet but I was half way. I’m sure my shocked look of horror only made it more pleasurable for him. Bill told me to jerk off while he methodically pressed his meat deeper. I jerked off as fast as I could. I felt my ass squeeze hard trying to get Bill out of me with no success. He buried his snake up into me. It felt like he was coming up my throat. I choked for breath, having to settle for short quick breathing. I beat my tiny stubby cock into submission and with intense explosion. I spouted out three large amounts of my cum on to my face and chest. I pushed as hard as I could on Bill and he slipped out of me completely. I exhaled and grunted as cum escaped me and having Bill out of my ass. Bill put his fingers into my cum and licked it off them. He then fed me some which I found very erotic. He rolled me over and had me pull my ass apart for easier entry. Bill plunged inside and the discomfort turned to pain. He stuffed his inches into my weary hole. I began to have shortness of breath and the rear of blacking out was increasing as I mildly hyperventilated. Bill moved on top of me and the weight of his body pressing down on me only made it worse. I tried to focus on the mirror as I watched him slide his cock faster into my tiny white pastey ass. Bill pounded harder and longer into me. His weight made it nearly impossible to even get a little air. My head bounced and I became dizzy from Bill’s onslaught into my defenseless ass. Then when things began to go black…..Bill yanked out and shot his warm load onto the lower middle part of my back. My ass psuhed out not so flattering flatulence. I felt fluid seep out of my ass. Bill milked out every ounce as he could. He had barely made a sounds when he climaxed. My ass was throbbing. I moved it around which Bill seemed to enjoy. He slapped my ass cheeks then rubbed his still hardened cock up between them. As he cum slid off my sides onto the carpet. Bill finally got up and gave me a towel. We toweled off and got a drink of water. I used the dirty towel to wrap around my waist. Feelings of being violated and a pain I couldn’t rub out was increasing. Bill strutted around naked. He did look good. His abdomen muscles were showing and the sweat on his tanned body only mad him glisten …. I found him very attractive in that moment. Bill got me several ibuprofen and recommended I take them to help with the pain and swelling. After a few glasses of water, we looked over the pictures he had taken with his digital camera. I didn’t like any of them but Bill thought I looked very sexy. We plugged in the video disc and watched. I will strongly admit I found myself very stimulating and even began touching myself out of habit. By no means was it great porn but just watching another guy fuck me was amazing to me. After that we talked and took a shower together. Bill had brought in his video camera to watch as we both washed each other. Then as he took me from behind in the shower…. finishing with m receiving a load of cum in my mouth. I almost threw up from the taste of ass in my mouth but somehow, for the sake of the video, I swallowed quickly just to catch my breath. I did one more long oral session on Bill with rimming this time before I left with some cash in my pocket and a very very sorry posterior. As for my future in porn, Bill didn’t have a guy but he did share the videos we made and continued to make over the next few months.

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