By:
AfroerotiK
That
was the sad reality for Chase. He worked nine to five at a job that was
incredibly boring. He couldn't really complain too much, though. He got away
with doing as little work as possible and got paid well enough to save a little,
and live comfortably. He was attractive by most standards, but he just wasn't
the sort of guy that felt comfortable going out and picking up random chicks.
He could if he applied himself to the effort, but it just didn’t seem worth the
drama.
It
was the ride home from work where Chase's inner sexual demons started taunting
him. Living alone, Chase had become addicted to masturbation. He felt guilty
about the fact that he felt like he was enslaved to his raging sexual desires.
Sitting in bumper-to-bumper traffic, he made a deal with himself. "I'm not
going to do it tonight. Yeah, in fact I'm not going to do it for an entire month, starting today, I promise," he
affirmed aloud.
Arriving
home, Chase headed straight for the bathroom to take a much needed leak.
Pulling out his dick, he let loose with a stream of piss. It felt good just
holding it in his hand, and before he had finished emptying his bladder his
dick was getting hard. He stroked it a little and pulled his balls out and
started rolling them in his fingers. Catching a glance in the mirror, the guilt
hit him and he stopped before he got too carried away.
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Getting
out of his suit and putting on some comfortable sweats, Chase was free to fix
dinner. Well, he ordered take-out because he had never even used his stove
before. Committed to his promise not to masturbate, he sat down to watch TV
while he ate his buffalo wings. He hadn't even been home for an hour before he
started getting anxious. "I'll just log on, check my email, and log off,” he
said aloud to himself, knowing that it was the Internet that was his downfall.
He
checked his email and other than notification that an ousted Nigerian
parliamentarian was seeking his assistance in getting two million bucks out of
the country, he didn't have any emails. He checked his Twitter and Facebook,
wrote about how much he hated his job on his blog, and didn't see a reason not
to check his Xtube page while he was at it. There couldn't be any harm in
checking out a few vids, could there?
The
temptation was just too great as he went ahead and checked out some of the
recently added videos. He watched a few women getting pounded hard while he
played with his nipples, twisting and rubbing them. Before he knew it, Chase
had been watching porn for two hours and his dick was as hard as a rock, and he
was stroking it with his favorite lotion for lube. He'd been teasing himself
the entire time and he was desperate to cum.
He
struggled within himself. He didn't want to go back on his promise, but he was
so horny, so turned on. He felt ashamed of himself, and guilty. It was almost
as if his lust controlled him when he was in this sort of aroused state. Now,
completely naked, he was fingering his ass and didn't give a damn about the
empty promise he'd made to himself.
He
went to his closet and got out all of his toys. Chase had a collection of
dildos that went from small butt plugs he could wear under his suits at work
with no one the wiser, to humongous dildos that didn't look like human beings
could take them. His dick leaked pre-cum at the very thought of feeling those
huge, fake dicks penetrating his ass.
Part
of his arousal was feeling the shame. He felt dirty and abnormal for loving
things shoved up his ass, but that turned him on as well. He was terrified he
was the only guy in the world who loved women, loved pussy, loved fucking, but
also loved feeling his asshole stuffed with big fake dicks. When he was aroused
like this, his ass had a mind of its own. He couldn't count how many times he'd
thrown every dildo he owned away, promising to never do it again, only to wind
up a few weeks later replacing all the ones he'd discarded, and buying even
more to add to his collection. He just couldn't come to terms with the fact
that his asshole would get as horny as a pussy, throbbing and desperate to be
filled, fucked savagely, and left gaping open.
As
hard as he tried, he couldn't go more than three or four days without using his
toys. When he started to jerk off his stiff, throbbing erection something in
him took over. He was in a zone, out of control with his fantasies, and he would
crave the feeling of a big, hard dildo deep, deep inside him. It was all he could
think about.
Truth
be told, he was crazy for the feeling of being penetrated, but he was terrified
of being bisexual. Those fears seemed to disappear when he was fucking himself;
he got off in those moments of depravity by thinking of himself as a faggot
gangbang slut, taking on four and five dudes at a time, being used, driving
them crazy with his insatiable hole that couldn't be satisfied, a hole that
would drain them of their cum and be ready for more.
By
eleven o'clock, Chase was deep in his nightly routine, and after working his way
up from small to large, he was now ready to take the 13-inch dildo in his ass.
It was over four inches thick at the base and as black as night. He positioned
the base on the wall and got on his knees. He teased himself by rubbing it up
and down his ass crack and over his balls. He liked teasing himself, pretending
that he had to beg for it like a filthy whore. His asshole was throbbing with
desire and he heard himself moan as he backed up on the head. For Chase, that
was one of the most intense feelings, feeling that thick head pop in his hole.
He taunted his fantasy lover, "Oh yeah, does that feel good? You like the way
my tight hole makes you feel?" He backed up on the dildo and felt every inch as
it went deeper and deeper inside.
The
feeling of fullness was indescribable. Chase wished he could stay like that
forever, with that huge dildo deep in him, filling him, keeping him on the edge
of pleasure, and satisfying a need in him to be filled. He grabbed another
dildo and shoved it in his mouth, sucking it like only a cheap whore could. In
his mind, he was a cum slut, bareback bitch, getting hot cum pumped in him from
both ends.
Chase
was like an animal, sweating and moaning and fucking himself like crazy. He
worked every inch of that thick dildo in his ass, and wiggled that ass like a
stripper to work it deeper. He got into a rhythm where he would take it all the
way out to the head and slam back on it hard, causing himself to moan out in
pleasure as he fucked himself over and over again. When he felt himself getting
close to cumming he stopped. Prolonging the pleasure was such an intense high,
he didn't mind only getting a few hours of sleep at night in order to scratch
that itch in his man-cunt.
When
he knew he couldn't take it anymore, when he knew he was about to explode with
cum, he turned on his web cam, mounted his favorite curved dildo to his chair,
and gave a show for anyone who wanted to see. His fans loved seeing him ride
that thick dildo as much as they loved seeing him stroke his own impressive dick.
Every time that curved dildo hit his spot, he would moan like a bitch. The
muscles in his thighs flexed and he jerked his erection in time, hard and fast.
"Fuck, it feels so fucking good. Oh god, I can't take it! I'm gonna cum! Shit! Fuck!
Oh fuck, I'm cumming!"
As
soon as he finished cumming he switched off the cam. With his horniness gone
(for a short while anyway), he, like always, felt disgusted by what he had just
done, that he enjoyed doing something so… so gay, and also felt totally
humiliated knowing all those strangers had seen him shoving dildos in his ass,
and getting off on it so much. He made a promise to himself right then and
there that he would throw out all those dildos in the morning, and to punish
himself for what he’d done. And, for breaking his previous promise, he wouldn't
masturbate again for two months!
When
he awoke the next morning, his hand instinctively moved to his morning hard-on.
He just held onto it for a few moments as he thought about the promise he had
made to himself just hours earlier. "Promises, promises," he sighed as he
started to masturbate.
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