From Shangri-La to Fred's Room

This spring day was the first day of my real life. I woke up, showered, rode the "L" to the Shangri-La and had my first real life sexual experience. I'd had orgasm after orgasm with the last one on my knees between the massive legs of a man whose name I did not know. When he was finished fucking my mouth he stood up and told me to follow him into the lobby. When we got there he said "I'm Fred and you are the best cocksucker I've had at the Shangri-La. I have a room not far from here. Do you want to come over?" I answered "Yes."

So here I am walking to a room with some stranger whose only feature was his 340 pound 5 foot 10 inch frame. We were walking slowly because of his size and he kept his arm around my shoulder. "Let's get lunch at the Berghoff. You'll need a bratwurst, sauerkraut, and Bavarian pretzel roll before we spend the afternoon and evening together."

Fred asked for a quiet table and had me sit across from him. "Was this really your first time having sex with a man? You were so comfortable and ready to follow my instructions and shot your load three times. This is hardly the acts of a virgin."

"It was my first time having sex with anyone. But I dreamed about sex with a man built like you for months. When you had me get on my knees between you legs, it was just like my dream. When you moved my head back and forth over your cock it was just like my dream. In my dream the cock in my mouth talked to me ordering me to suck and swallow. In my dream I talked to the cock saying I love kissing you. You are beautiful. I want you in my mouth. I am a cocksucker. I am a faggot for you. I am your servant and I'll swallow every drop. So my dream came true."

Fred reached across the table and covered my hand. "Once we get to my room if you do as I instruct you today will change your life forever. Are you ready to discover just who you are as a sexual person?"

I trembled at the thought of what Fred would instruct but I knew he'd not hurt me. Though I knew it was impossible, I thought I could still feel his semen in my stomach and I got hard in anticipation of what he had in mind. "I'm ready," I whispered.

Fred said we had to stop a a drug store before we got to his room and we left. He told me to wait outside the store. He returned with a bag filled with Coke, another bottle and a few items I couldn't see. As we walked to his room Fred said, "When we get to the room you will go right into the bathroom and shower. Be sure to wash your ass and asshole. Come out of the bathroom naked."

The room was small with just a queen bed, chair, coffee table, dresser, TV bolted to the wall and a bathroom. As instructed I stripped and went into the shower. The water barely trickled out but there as enough to get the soap wet and to wash my body, dick, ass and asshole. When I dried off and went back into the room Fred had changed into a terry robe. He was sitting in the chair. His chest and belly uncovered.

"Turn around and let me see you. You are a sight to behold, slender and nearly hairless. Your ass is plump. Bend over and touch your toes. Tight and pink as a rosebud. Stand up and face me. Are you hard? What is that 4 inches and as wide as my thumb. God you are perfect. Come over here and sit on my lap."

Fred put my left arm around his neck as I sat down. He pulled me close and kissed me full on my mouth. I had to move so that my left hand was on his neck and pulled deeper into the kiss. Mouth open, tongues probing and my breath picked up. I'd only kissed high school girls before and I'd never responded like this. I felt myself open to my partner. I wanted to pleasure him not me.

"Stay on my lap but put your back against me. You'll have to spread your skinny legs around me to keep from falling off. Lean back put your head on my shoulder. Good boy. Or should I say good little faggot. This is who you are, a faggot. Tell me who you are."

"I'm a good boy," I whispered. "I'm a faggot."

Fred reached around me and pinched my nipples. It was like an electric current running from my chest to my cock. I leaned back harder onto his belly making it easier to stroke and pinch my nibs. "Oh God, I didn't know about my nibs. More please, touch me more."

"They aren't nibs, they're tits. You have tittys, little flat tittys tied to your little dicky. Did anyone ever touch you here? Of course not. Do you feel like cumming from your tittys? Yes you do you little queer. Go ahead and feel the joy of titty sex. Cum for me sweet boy, shoot another load as you learn more. I'm your big teacher."

I couldn't hold back and jizz shot from my dick into the air and onto my belly. Fred slid me off his lap, turned me around and kissed me hard. "What a good student you are baby. You are following instructions well. Catch your breath sit in this chair while I get you a drink."

Fred took off his robe as he walked to the dresser. His back was to me as he poured the drink The Coke was warm and had an unusual flavor. "It's rum and Coke, silly. Drink up it will help you in your next lesson. Are you a little lightheaded? Was this your first drink? No doubt."

"Now lay on your back with your head right at the edge of the table. Damn you are a good little student queer." Fred moved so that he was standing above me with his legs on either side of the narrow table.

"What do you see? How does is make you feel."

"I see your thighs, thick and powerful. They make me feel slight and subservient. I see your balls. I want to touch your sack; to hold you in my hand carefully stroking the place where your pleasure lives. I see your cock, your beautiful cock. I remember you in my mouth like in my dream. I see the shaft getting harder just from my words. I feel a desire to kiss you, lick you, serve you, suck you. I'm submitting to you just as you asked. I see your belly, round and solid. It makes me feel like reaching up and stroking it. Now I see you looking down on me, your eyes holding me in place and wanting me to serve you."

"My God you are the most articulate little fairy. You seem to know your heart's desire and its time to move onto the bed. By the time we are done you will be pleading for me to fuck you, to fill you, to cum inside you. I know, you never even thought of having a cock buried in your ass. Your submissive faggot dreams only included cocksucking but by the time I'm finished you will be begging to be a complete bottom faggot."

Fred put me on my right side and got into bed facing me. He pulled me close kissing me and rubbing my nibs. Breaking the kiss he whispered, "Not nibs, tits. What are they called?" "Tits. I have tits for you to touch. God, you are kissing my tits. You are sucking my tits."

Fred pushed me onto my back. He reached over to the nightstand and picked up a tube of something. He opened the tube, putting a glob on his hand. Kissing me he reached down to my ass and spread the glob all over my ass and balls. He kissed down my body and breathed on my cock.

"Time for you to learn what it means to have your little dick sucked."

Fred swallowed my cock. His lips were in my pubes, his tongue licking my shaft. He pulled off saying "You can't cum until I let you." Going back down he started rubbing my ass. The lube was warmed by his touch and he tapped my hole. My mind focused on the sensation, my legs opened to make it easier for Fred to touch my hole. More lube applied and a finger pushed in. My hips moved on their own toward the finger.

"You want more? Tell me that you want more."

"Yes. More. Please, Fred, more."

"If you ask, I'll give you more then my fingers. What is it you want?"

"It must be your cock. I never felt like this, but yes I want your cock. Open me up with your beautiful cock. More lube."

Fred lifted my ass and put it on the pillows. He pulled my legs apart and I felt his cock head on my asshole. "Open for me you little fag. Open your pussy for my cock. Give me all you have. Beg for me."

"Please fuck me, please I beg you don't make me wait. I never thought I'd want this but now its all I want. I'm yours. Make me yours. Oh God, you are inside. Fuck me, its wonderful. I love having your size hold me down. I'm completely open to you. I need to be your faggot. Fuck me, come in me. Each thrust is what I want. Your pleasure is what I need. Please cum in me. Fuck me more. I love your cock in me. Grab my ass as you thrust. You are getting bigger. Thicker. I feel you pulsing inside me. Your cum is hot inside me. I'm cumming too. Yes, oh yes."

I lay there sweaty under Fred's bulk. His breathing suggested that he fell asleep and it took all my strength to wiggle out from under him. I went to the bathroom to clean up my sore ass and the sticky cum on my belly. When I returned to the room Fred was awake.

"I told you that you would beg for me. Do you know who you are? Let me tell you. You, baby, are a born submissive bottom fairy. Do you want to meet me again, because I want to meet you again. I come downtown once a month for a nice weekend. But if you want to see me every weekend I'll give you my address and phone and you can come to my place."

"I never thought I'd feel this satisfied. You seem to be the teacher I needed to learn something about myself. When you named my tits and even my pussy something clicked into place. I have tits and a pussy. I love to have my tits sucked and yes I loved having my pussy filled by you. Give me your number and I'll visit you next week."

"You made this the best weekend of my life," said Fred. "Let's get dinner and see what happens next."