Finally, opening my eyes, I saw two other men standing, waiting for their turn to use my mouth for their pleasure. Suddenly looking at the visage before me, I came to understand that I was made solely for the purpose of giving pleasure to others.

Take me, use me, use me up, until I have no more to give.

PART 2

With my eyes open, the group of men before me all had their penises in one hand, with their other most had hold of their neighbors penis. All of them hard, and all of them, waiting for me. I felt so desirable, so wanted, so God damn sexual. One by one, each penis in line moved forward to try out my oral skills. Never having given Bj's before the first couple were just plain sloppily done, not that any of them minded. Well practice makes perfect, or so they say, and practice is what I got.

“Dave, look at me. I want you to hear what I'm going to tell you. I want you to remember these words. Yellow means, slow down, Red means stop. If you say Red, everything will stop. Do you understand?” Tom asked. “Yes, Yellow means slow down, and Red to stop.” I said. “Good boy.” Tom said.

I never considered that each penis would have a different taste, and feel in my mouth. Some felt soft, and velvety, others had the feel of a piece of re-bar, covered by veined tissue.
One by one they moved over for the next to take the place of the last. While this was going on, others were playing with my body and especially my bottom. Fingers pried my cheeks apart, while other fingers began to tease my little ring. Something slick was poured over my bottom, and down the center of my crack. Followed by fingers beginning to push past that little ring to invade my bottom.

Oh my God, what a feeling that was. The finger that had made its way inside my bottom was moving around, driving me to distraction. The feelings were so intense, I momentarily abandoned giving Bj's. I needed to relish in the feelings that were emanating from inside my bottom. From deep within my body a sound, a moan, a wail began in the pit of my gut, only to make its way out of my throat. At the first sound from within, a chuckle arose from those around me. From behind me I heard, “Such a good boy, so tender, good looking and docile. Tom you certainly know how to pick them.” The unknown person said.

As these words were uttered, the hands and fingers playing with my bottom withdrew, followed by the unexpected impact of a hand spanking my bottom first one hand, then another. Over and over those behind me took turns landing blows upon my bottom. The sting was intense, yet this only drove my libido into overdrive. The penis in my mouth was becoming the recipient of that intensified libido. My tongue and lips were no longer under my control, all they craved was penises, penises of all sizes and of all shapes.

As the last one was withdrawn from my mouth, my body was pressed down against the cement sidewalk, while the spankings rose to a crescendo. My bottom was on fire, yet I craved more, more of everything they could give me. With my chest and face pressed onto the cement, someone sat upon my back, keeping me in place. Their hands held my bottom open wide as more lube was poured down the crack of my bottom. That was when I felt it, felt what could only be a penis press against the little ring in my bottom. I knew there was no way that I could open large enough to accept what was trying to crawl inside me. To that end I began to move around trying to avoid the penis that wanted in. Any real escape was impossible due to the person sitting on my back. The moment those thoughts crossed my mind my little ring opened and the man behind me slid inward.

The pain was incredible, yet within just moments, the pain disappeared only to be replaced with the most intense feeling of fullness. This morphed into a new sensation, one of joy and surrender. The person behind me began to move his penis in and out of my bottom. Picking up speed his hips began to slam into my bottom with each inward stroke. I could hear the sound as his hips met mine, a wet squishing sound as the water from the tub was squeezed out from between our bodies, that sound, so incredibly erotic, filled my mind with the submission I gave into.

In moments the man behind me stiffened and began to push himself inward in short stabs as his penis began to pulse, and his cum poured into my bottom. Stepping aside, the next man waiting moved up behind me. Now that my bottom was open, he had no trouble inserting himself inside my bottom. This man lasted only a few moments before he spilled his seed inside me. What followed was the remainder of the men using my bottom for their pleasure.

As the last man fell away, I collapsed upon the edge of the tub. In seconds I was surrounded by all those present, as they gently lifted me from the edge, and very carefully held me in their arms, only to deposit me onto an inflatable mattress on the side of the tub. Tom and Bob on one side, while the others were on the other side. Every hand began to massage my body, fingers were everywhere. “Dave, you were magnificent, you took everything, and not once did you use your safe words, we have never had a visitor go without at least using the word Yellow.” Tom told me. “Tom, at the beginning, I was tempted, yet something inside me said that you would be disappointed in me if I did use the safe words. As it was, I'm glad I didn't. This was such an incredible experience that I wasn't going to waste a second of it.” I told him.

While we talked the hands of all the other men kept massaging my body. From my toes to the top of my head, every spot was worked, with one exception, my penis. Standing up for a moment, Tom walked over to a table, returning with a deck of cards, he placed them on the deck next to my head, and fanned out upside down. Each man reached over and drew a card from the middle of the deck. One by one they turned over their cards. Watching the proceedings, I saw the last person turn up their card. Bob's card was last, as it was turned face up, all present saw that it was the ace of hearts.

With a few good nature ribs from his friends, Bob began to gloat. “Mine, all mine.” He joked. It dawned on me that I was just auctioned off to the winner of a card draw. Oh my God, I'm a piece of property, I thought. While another part of me was thrilled, thrilled that I was so desirable and being used as a piece of meat, to the highest bidder. I loved this, and I loved the idea that I was made to give pleasure to others.

Leaning inward and over my mid section, Bob began to engulf my limp penis deep into his mouth. It didn't stay limp for very long. As it rose to the occasion, Bob began his Bj in earnest. This man had skills, his tongue began to play along the underside of my penis, while he kept the suction going as his head bobbed up and down. With all the others rubbing my body from head to toe, and Bob doing his thing, I wasn't going to last very long.

My prediction was spot on. In just moments, my hips began to buck. My legs, unable to be still flopped around as Bob kept his Bj going. Then it happened, the cheeks of my bottom began to tighten, my hips shot straight up, and my penis burst. My orgasm was the “Energizer Bunny”, it just kept going and going. I could feel my body pumping out cum by the quart. With Bob catching each and every drop, as if life itself depended on him not spilling a drop.

When I was at last empty, all those present lifted me from the mattress, and carried me into the house. It was fortunate they carried me, because there wasn't a drop of energy left in my body. As they entered the house, I was taken into a guest room. Entering the room, they ever so carefully lowered me onto the bed, with Tom lifting a blanket to cover me. “Dave, sleep, you deserve it after what we put you through.” Tom said. As the last man left the room Tom lowered the lights and closed the door. Turning onto my side I drifted of to sleep.

Something woke me from my slumber. Looking around the room, I spied daylight streaming through the curtains covering the windows. Also, as I looked around the room, I saw that my clothes had been washed, pressed and hung on hangers from a hook on the wall. It was then that I discovered what had awoken me, it was the smell of bacon cooking on the stove.

Dressing, I followed the smell, much like “Bugs Bunny” floating through the air as a delicious aroma drew him onward. The aroma made it quite easy to locate the kitchen. Walking through the doorway, Tom greeted me with a hearty back slap, and a hug. “Good morning Dave, I pray that you slept well. I had intended to wake you up, and send you home last night. However, when I looked in on you, I saw how peaceful you looked. I decided then and there, that it would be a crime to disturb your slumber. So tell me, how are you feeling? What are your memories from last night? I hope we didn't go to far? But before we get into all of that, sit and eat. You must be famished.” Tom said.

“Tom, you are absolutely right, I am starved. Might I suggest that you not get your fingers between the plate and my mouth, you might lose a finger or two!” I told him. This caused Tom to begin laughing hard enough that he needed to grab onto the edge of the counter to keep from doubling over.

Diving into breakfast, I ate like a madman. First up was the hash-browns. The three over easy eggs got vacuumed up in seconds. The bacon I saved for last. Savoring each bit of bacon, bacon cooked to perfection. Crispy, without being overcooked, with just the right mouth feel. All of this was washed down with copious amounts of whole milk.

“Tom, what happened last night was fucking amazing. Never in my life had I dreamed such a thing would happen to me. At the beginning, I was scared shitless. The idea of being naked in front of your friends had me frightened, beyond belief. However once I told myself that we were all guys there with nothing to be ashamed of it got easier. When you began touching my bottom, I felt myself letting go. I figured you and your friends wouldn't hurt me or cause harm to come to me, I just decided to go with the flow.

I don't know if you realized, that this was the first time I have had sex with anyone. While I had jerked off tons of times, this was the first time others had touched my body in a sexual way. Never in my life did I think I would get off on sucking another guy's penis. Yet it felt so natural, so easy, that I just abandoned any thought of resistance. What scared me the most, was when I felt someone begin to push themselves into my bottom. You know, I have watched a ton of porn, and I never knew what a girl got out of getting fucked in their bottom. Now I know! That was the most erotic thing I had ever experienced.

Tom, I have to tell you, last night I discovered that I loved being the center of attention. I loved being used for the pleasure of others. I guess you could honestly say that I have found within me my submissive side. I love to serve and to service others.” I expounded.

“Dave, you have now idea how thrilled I am to hear those words from you. I knew all along that you were a sub. It just needed the right time, place, and people to take you from your narrow outlook, to one that is greater, wider and more accepting of new ideas. Last night, after we put you to bed, I called your Mom and told her that you would be spending the weekend with me. I told her that I would be taking you around to some of my friends to see if you and they would be a good match for a summer job or internship. To say that she was thrilled, was an understatement.

When you are ready, I will take you over to Bob's factory. If you recall I told you that Bob's company manufactured hot tubs. Now before we leave I have a couple of things I want to do. Dave, I want you to remove your pants and underwear, and hop up on the table, please.

I didn't need to be asked twice. In a flash I was up on the table as Tom took a seat in front of me. Spreading my legs, Tom scooted the chair closer to the table. In just seconds my penis was deep in Tom's throat. I decided that I like a “breakfast Bj.” Ten minutes late I blew my load down Tom's throat.

After Tom finished, he produced a washcloth, and proceeded to wash my over stimulated penis. When that was done, Tom had me stand in front of him. Reaching over to the counter, Tom brought out an unmarked box. From within Tom removed some kind of contraption, it looked a lot like a miniature birdcage. Yet it had a downward bend in the middle. Suddenly I noticed that it looked a lot like a wire penis.

Tom next took my penis, and balls, and maneuvered them through a stainless steel ring. Next taking my penis in hand he slid the “Birdcage” over my penis. I could see that the two items were intended to snap together. Next from the box Tom produced a small brass padlock. When the lock was slipped through the small hoops protruding from the ring, and birdcage, Tom clicked the lock in place.

“OK Dave, we are ready to go visit Bob.