Internet Chat Rooms Are Fun Places To Meet

Yeah, right. I had left my bio alone for anout 3 months without even a response when chatting. I started putting various pictures of me in undress and only got hits from not-quite adults wanting to have some fun. I stay away from those, sometimes they are fronts for police and undercover agents looking for possible predators. I almost gave up untill I popped a picture of my pierced dick online as my last ditch effort to get some attention out there in the meat market-like chatroom. Hit after hit of non-stop amazement and intrigue hit and suddenly, I was more popular than lube in an orgy!

It was some 5 hours of non-stop chatting when one member sent a private message to me. By this time, I had explained that "No, it doesn't hurt right now" or "It only hurt when it pierced thru the skin" and "Yes, it bled" so many times It was starting to loose its novelty to myself that when Johnny asked me a question, I decided to let it all hang out and not have a shred of decency go to the wayside. The topic got sexual fast, with him asking me what I like to do. Acting dumb, I asked back what his context of fun was. He asked sexual pleasure. It was late, and thought that by telling him the truth it would drive him off. It didn't.

I told him I had a fixation with being tied, either hog-tied or to posts while recieving a blowjob or getting fucked. This perked Johnny's attention. He admitted he also loves that, and furthermore loves to do alittle CBT while he was at it. This caught my attention, and got my dick to stand at attention. I was also starting to fall asleep, and decided to really terminate the conversation by telling him my ultimate fantasy was to loose my nuts while being fucked in the ultimate in humiliation and submission. I heard silence for about a minute, which I thought really worked nicely to get rid of him, and closed the private chat window. As I was saying bye to the others in the chat room, he messaged me with his phone number.

I called. It was already 11:47pm, and I had to be at work at 5am the next morning to fill in for a friend who went out of town. The plus side was I got to have the afternoon off as a trade. When I called Johnny, I adressed him with his screen name since he didn't give it to me untill I called. He kept it brief, and asked to meet with me for lunch at one of the coffee houses in town. I agreed, but didn't pay too much attention to it. I hung up the phone and lay on my bed stroking my rigid 6 inch uncut dick extra slow, rather methodical in my masturbation as to not orgasm right away. Grabbing my floppy nut sac and squeezing my balls pretty hard, I stopped masturbating and fell asleep.

The morning dragged on and when it was time to go I got another phone call on my phone from him, asking if I was still on for coffee. I said sure, why not and left. When I got there, there was no one but one of the servers at the counter so I ordered my usual drink of choice and a bagel and sat to read the paper. An hour rolled by and no one is even in the place except for myself. It's now some 4pm, when normal rush crowds come in and the server tells me that he is going to be closing shop due to kitchen repairs. I told him that it sucked that he was closing early, to which he asked me if I was waiting for someone. I told him yes, and it was only then that I saw his nametag. It was Johnny.

He asked how I was doing, and after sitting in those crummy chairs I told him I was alittle sore from sitting. He looked at me and said that he could make me really sore to sit down if I wanted him to. I raised my eyebrow as he grabbed and massaged the lump of flesh restrained in my jeans. We were standing by the main glass door doing this when we stopped to keep people from staring, and locked up the store. I agreed to follow him to his house so we could talk some more. Johnny was a looker if I ever did see. Six foot nine inches tall and had to be no more than 200 lbs of pure muscle. I stand six foot three inches, so to stare up at someone is amazing for me. Judging by his mass, Johnny was a body builder and gym rat. I was starting to fall for him.

His house was quaint. Two bedroom, one and a half bath craftsman that looked like he was fixing himself. He opened the front door to the house and let me in first. He followed me in, and as soon as he shut and locked the door, he spun me around and planted the largest kiss I had ever felt. Waves of electricity coursed thru my soul, resonating into every cell in my body. I nearly fell limp in his firm grasp but he held me steady. We both came up for air and stood back from eachother to gather in the moment. He had a Mona Lisa-ish smile to him that caused me to fall to my knees immediately. I looked up into his deep green eyes and opened my mouth, cause I knew what was comming.

His pants opened up to reveal the largest dick I had ever seen in either film, pictures, internet or real life. It was half limp, but it was easily 11 inches and growing. It was mesmerizing to watch this tube of maleness grow larger before my eyes. Before it got unmanagable I quickly stuffed it down my throat, spreading my jaw to its limit. I knew it was going to gag me, so I decided to make a go at deep throating him. I started to swallow his dick and it just kept growing and growing. It triggered the gag reflex in me, but there was too much man-steak in me to do anything about it. I started to gag for air, but he started to throat-rape me. I was amix in pleasure and extreme panic at the thought of being killed by asphyxiation due to an elongated penis!

Johnny managed to get enough of his dick out of my throat to clear my air passages, but only long enough to get some fresh air to my lungs, cause he started to throat-fuck me again. This time with enough air, and him timing my breathing, we were both moaning in delight. My vocal cords were being banged up by his flared head and drool was pouring out of the sides of my stretched mouth when suddenly I felt his pubic hair up against my nose, and when I opened my eyes, I was burried in a forrest of light brown hair. However long Johnny was, I was down to his roots just about and he realized that. He had grabbed a camera from the nearby table and took a quick set of shots as he withdrew his unbelievable 14 inch dick from my throat.

I actually passed out from the lack of air. When I woke up, he had stripped me naked and had me on his bed. He had set up the camera on a mount over the bed in his room. A rather spartan room lit with several candles and one desk lamp. By this time, he was also out of his clothes, and his monster dick was jutting out infront of him. I saw under his massive unit was his equally massive nuts. They didn't look real, but they were. Lemons. Thats the closest size I could relate them to. Lemons. They completely filled his sac tightly. He sat at the edge of the bed and asked if I was alright, and I said yes. I sat up too quickly and felt light headed, but grabbed his dick thinking it was something to hold on to. Man, was it.

I leaned forward and marveled at this prize example of All-American dick. It was easily a 3 hand jack-off job if I ever saw one. He sat back and let me explore his dick which he seemed to love. I was facinated by it, and became mesmerized by it. I started to try and suck it, but only the head and 3 inches of his shaft could now fit in my mouth. He reached for my dick with his powerful paws and started to squeeze my dick and jack it off. What he was doing was so good I surrendered to him. I law back on his pillows and stared at him jack me off. He stopped jacking me off and marveled at my Prince Albert. He said it didn't look proportional to my dick, and took it off. I didnt care at this point. My mind was elsewhere.

He turned me over and started to finger around my hole. I was waiting for this moment. He spread my cheeks rather firmly and started to spank and slap my bung with ferber. I felt every nerve in my body acivate with the stimulation. I felt something wet, and warm slither across my hole. His tongue passed and tried access to my innards. Much to my attempts to keep him out, his tongue forced its way into me. I swear his tongue was as long as his dick, I had never felt anyone go so deep. He got up only to start inserting his fingers into my ass, warming me up to the upcomming rape of love. I felt three of his fingers successfully go deep inside, then a fourth. I was in bliss untill I felt like I was being ripped open... OH SHIT IM BEING FISTED!

I had never been fisted, so this was something else! I knew what it looked like, but never what it felt like. After adjusting to his emense wrist size, he started to lube up his arm with his free arm and started to explore my cave. He reached for the camera again for another set of pictures which momentarily blinded me. All the while, the pressure against my inner bowels became sexual and my prostate was being flattened by the pressure. My dick was rock hard and he started to jack me off with every thrust into my body. I had never been impaled like this before and I started to really like it. I started to squeeze my balls hard while he stroked and fist-fucked me, all the while he was staring at me with such lust-driven intent it drove me wild.

He had let go of my dick and shooed my hand away from my balls, so I started to jack myself again. He grabbed both my nuts in his large hands and squeezed them extremely hard. It caught me off guard and I yelped in agony. I looked into his eyes and saw a determined focus that scared me. I yelped a second time as he squeezed harder causing me to grab for his hand but he gave me another squeeze that imobilzed me. I don't know if it was at this point that one of my testicles started to tear apart, but it sure felt like it. I was almost at the verge of passing out when he simultaneously let go of my balls and withdrew from my ass at the same time, leaving me empty and shaking on his bed.

He got up and went into his bathroom for a moment, and it was at that time I started to get wind he was going to try something else. I made a quick assesment of the room and didn't see my clothes. By the time I had enough strength to move he came back in. My throat was sore from his super cock ripping up my vocal cords I could only squeak and honk trying to ask him what he was trying to do to me. He helped me stand up, and lead me into his shower. It was the wierdest shower I had ever seen. It was more like a gym's locker room, only with a huge shower, urinal and simple sink. He lead me to the center of the shower where he proceded to bathe me.

After the toruture of his massive grip, his warm, caressing touch made me fall into the mood again, and my limp, non-piercing adorned dick started to harden again. He simply looked down at my hard-on and laughed. I looked up into his eyes and he told me how patheticly small my dick was. He told me a real man's dick is longer than 10 inches, and mine falls too short to be considered in the realm of men. Still, he washed me over, and paid close attention to my package. The water started turning hotter and hotter with the shower, and my nuts started to hang lower. He noticed that and started to pull hard on them. He used one hand against my stomach to push my body away as he stretched the soft mallable skin taught. He let go for a moment to take another set of pictures of him yanking my nuts.

He stopped that and diverted the water so he could coat me in an icy cold cream that he spread on me from head to toe. Hair, eyebrows, eyelashes, face, chest, arms, groin, underarms, legs and toes were covered in this blue and stinging liquid. He told me to stand there for afew minutes so the "conditioner" can sink in. I was oblivious that it was really hair remover. He rinsed it off with a loofa sponge after about five minutes or so and went one more time over my body. The coarse sponge had really removed a layer of skin so the blue liquid had more of a surface to bite into. My skin was on fire. Finally, he rinsed me off and dried me off. I looked down and saw my once hairy chest and body were completely baren.

He laid me down and shackled my body to some floor anchors. I stupidly thought to myself that he couldn't do much more after rendering me hairless. He walked out of the room and thats when I started to feel the ache in my nuts. My left nut felt like it was ready to explode, I didn't really realize that it already ruptured. Johnny came back in with what looked like a set of vice grips. He had a bag of rubber bands that he laid down next to me. He knelt down, took a band, and placed it in the tool. He then stretched my aching nuts to the bottom of their hairless sac and snapped the band extremely close to them at the bottom of the sac.

I knew what he was doing. He was acting out my fantasy. I looked in his eyes again to see his eyes look back in a loving light. I looked up and squeaked in my raspy voice I loved him, to which he told me he loved me too. He snapped a second band slightly above the last one, and let me be. He turned on the hot water again, showering my body and keeping me warm on his cold tile. He slipped a towel and something shiny beside him as he picked my ass up from the tile and forced his dick into my still aching hole. I roared in esctasy as he started to thrust me. He reached down and started to play rough with my captive balls, slapping them hard and batting them back and forth, all the while fucking the life out of me.

I felt the building orgasm deep within me, and my tightening of my ass muscles told him the same. He stopped playing with my nuts long enough to grab the knife he had in the towel. He started to pull my nuts hard, and twisted them with each tug. I opened my eyes and had enough time to say out loud "Oh My God" and watch him slice thru my nuts. The two bands ensured no blood escaped but I was watching him fuck and unman me. He put the knife down and put my balls close to his face. He rubbed my scrotum into his left cheek and fucked me with more fire. I just stared stupidly at the man that had castrated me.

I remember he placed my nuts on my chest as he fucked me. Before he orgasmed he grabbed my still wraped and banded sac and balls, withdrew his dick, and pushed my nuts into my ass, fucking my nuts and ass at the same time. The thought that my disembodied nuts were inside of me being fucked by the ultimate man made me loose it. A still semen filled orgasm erupted from me, clearing my pipes of anything that could have sired a child. He pulled out, and I could feel my own balls inside of me. I felt my body feel them from the inside, my muscles tensing around them over and over. Finally, my bowels spit them out. Johnny washed them off and brought them back to me.

He cut open the sac and out popped two nuts. My nuts! One was ruptured, and the other was intact. He grabbed the ruptured one, and opened my mouth and forced me to eat it. It tasted terrible. It's taste was that of raw meat and blood tinged with a hint of semen. He then fed me my last testicle and I knew that this was final, there was no reversing this. Once my second nut was down the hatch, he flushed my scrotum down the toilet and started to tend to my sac. He gave me pills and his second bed to sleep. Before I passed out, I called work and told them I had pulled a groin muscle and was in the hospital and would miss tomorrow. They told me to get better and I passed out as I hung up the phone.

I was rudely awaken in the middle of the night by Johnny fucking me. He said he wanted to fuck a new eunuch, cause he liked the "New Eunuch Smell". Amazingly, after all that was done to my mahood, I had enough testosterone in me to get hard, and he fucked me almost all night. I orgasmed at least three times without touching myself, and each time I did, my ejaculate came out clearer and clearer, untill nothing shot out of me but clear goo. That morning I had taken a shower to get the dried cum stains of his off and to wash my wounds. I saw for the first time my hairless and nutless body. I liked what I saw. Johnny came in and told me that it was fitting for a real man to take away my manhood. I didn't deserve the right to walk around with the same equipment as larger, more endowed men. He told me by making me a bottom, he has made the world just that much better.

Deep down I agreed.