I became a prey to an Asian twink.
Date: Fri, 5 Oct 2018 18:32:58 -0700
From: AGuy <mascbchguy@gmail.com>
Subject: My Dom Asian Twink - Part 1
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My Dom Asian Twink - Part 1
The first time shocking, head-jarring. My work schedule was crazy -
deadlines and travel. I landed after a trip to the Midwest and I
desperately needed to get off. The bathhouse was a place where I knew
Icould get my dick sucked effortlessly, then head home to bed. At least
that was the plan.
I'm 44, ginger, bearded, hairy in the right places, 6', 200, muscular, all
man. I look good naked - nice pecs, hard, solid ass, big calves. People
pay attention to me and I carry myself with a quiet confidence. An
alpha....at least until he took me down.
I got a room, stripped, wrapped a towel around me and went to the shower.
I rinsed off the sweat of the day and toweled dry. My cock was plump and
thick as I wrapped the towel around me and headed to the "alley", a darker
area of the bath house. There were a few guys loitering around in the
semi-darkness. A bearish guy approached me, but I pushed him back and
relaxed against the wall. As I scanned the room to my right, I felt a hand
on my left pec. I turned toward him just as he tweaked my left nip....a
weak spot. I couldn't help it....I moaned. He didn't let go....just
continued the pressure as my cock went to full mast immediately. He was
Asian, 5'6", 130, late 20's, totally smooth. His eyes were serious as he
moved with his left hand to grip my cock. I was disarmed, caught
completely off guard. I wanted him to let go but I was frozen. He gently
kneaded my nip as he stroked my cock. The pleasure was intense. My knees
were weak and I was breathing heavily, moaning softly. He worked me
silently as others began to take notice. I was suddenly alarmed...the
alpha in me needed to get control of this situation. I reached to take his
hand off my nip, but he reacted by squeezing....hard. I groaned out loud
and backed-off. He released the pressure and continued to tweak my left
nipple. He moved forward and backed me firmly into the wall as he storked
my cock and worked me. His eyes met mine and he said firmly, "Feel my
cock". I used my right hand to find it and I was surprised. It was thin,
but long...at least 7 inches. I began to stroke him slowly through the
towel as he increased the pressure on my nipple. I let out a series of
small moans in sync with his ministrations. He had me on edge and I was
very horny. I moved my hand to feel his naked cock under the towel and he
acknowledged me with a thin smile, never letting go of my nip or my cock.
By this point, we'd attracted attention. At least 6 guys were stroking and
watching us around the room. I wanted to get out of there and take him to
my room for more privacy. I let go of his cock and opened my mouth to
speak. But I'd been in such a sexual haze that I hadn't realized what was
happening. This little Asian guy was dominating me in front of a group of
men. As I started to speak, he took his hand from my cock and moved it to
grasp my right nip...now he had one in each hand. He looked at me hard and
he began to clamp-down on them, choking my words into a gasp. I locked
eyes with him as he took a step back from the wall and nodded downward with
his head. I hesitated, unsure of myself, which turned out to be a bad
idea. He twisted - clockwise on the right nip, counter-clockwise on the
left one. Harder. Again he nodded downward and I sank to my knees. I
noticed the other men in the room begin to move closer just as I opened my
mouth to accept his cock. Me, Mr. Alpha, on my knees in a bathhouse
sucking cock. And not just any cock. The cock of a twink who was seven
inches shorter and 70 pounds lighter. The contrast between us couldn't
have been more striking. I looked like a man, he looked like a boy. But I
was about to discover that this boy would emasculate me.
I hungrily accepted his cock, even though I was mortified by the
circumstances. In my mind, I expected to give him some quick head and then
take him back to my room for more privacy. His plan was a bit different.
He began to tweak my left nip gently as he put his right hand on my
forehead. He tilted my head up and spit into my mouth before I even saw it
coming. He followed by quickly shoving my forehead back until my head made
contact with the wall. After that, things are just a blur. He face-fucked
me relentlessly. When I realized what was happening and tried to stand up,
he kicked me in the balls. Hard. Then he resumed brutally fucking my
throat. I remember his left hand leaving my nip and moving to my forehead,
holding me firmly against the wall. His hands were small and smooth, the
right one grasping my jaw. I was in shock and the pain in my testicles was
intense. Meanwhile, he long-dicked my throat. I normally don't suck cock
enthusiastically - I just do it to motivate the bottoms I fuck. But I
wasn't sucking his cock, he was fucking my face. Fucking my throat. His
thin cock slipped perfectly into my throat on each thrust. I gave up
trying to resist him for the moment and focused on breathing, surviving.
As the pain began to subside in my balls, I opened my eyes. The rest of
the men had closed-in on us, jerking their cocks. But each kept a
respectful distance. My assailant clearly commanded some respect and no
one tried to horn-in on his action (me). He withdrew his cock briefly,
tilted my head, spit again and shoved his cock back into my mouth. I was
in survival mode and simply let him have control. I knew if I tried to get
up, he'd kick me again. I couldn't take another hit.
It seemed like an hour passed, but it was probably just minutes. He began
to slow his thrusts and moved a hand back to my left nipple. When he
tweaked it gently, I felt my cock throb. As the realization washed over me
that I was hard, he pulled his cock out of my mouth. I willingly licked
the final drop of spit from his tool before I felt his hands under my
armpits, raising me up. The other guys were snickering, but they were
clearly turned-on. I managed to say "I have a room" before I felt his hand
on my ass, propelling me forward. But he wasn't pushing me toward the
door....no. I began to panic as he guided me toward the fuck-room, a
smaller, darker area where guys could engage in intercourse while others
watched. I slowed, but he smacked me hard on the ass and said, "Move". I
did. When we got to the darker area he removed my towel...and his. He was
stunning. Completely smooth, hung big for his height, and lithe. There
was a bench and he pushed me over it. By this point I was mind-fucked and
he had taken control...I was powerless to stop him. Guys were gathering to
watch my humiliation, yet I did nothing to resist. He spanked me...a dozen
blows to my rock-solid, lily-white ass. If there had been more light,
everyone would have seen the handprints and the red glow. I was making a
sound that somewhere between a groan and a sob. There were some tears...it
hurt. And I was fully aware of what was coming next.
He kicked my legs apart and ordered me to spread my cheeks with my hands.
In my haze, I failed to obey fast enough. Another dozen blows lit-up my
ass and I was sobbing by the time he finished, begging him to stop. He
kicked my knees apart and began to spank my almost-virgin hole....I hadn't
been fucked in years. In fact, I hadn't been fucked more than ten times in
my entire life. I was a top. But even in the haze of humiliation his
hole-spanking stimulate my pleasure.
He continued to spank my hole gently as he spread my knees further. I felt
him drizzle his spit into the crack of my ass and the first finger
penetrated me. I yelped. He stopped. Maybe he changed his mind? He
didn't. I heard him snap his fingers and point. A Jewish guy, mid
forties, appeared in front of me. He was lean, smooth 5'8 or so. Another
snap and he dropped his towel revealing a 6-inch cut cock. My assailant
leaned over me, clamped his hand on my forehead and pulled my head back. I
could feel his hard cock on top of my ass as the difference in our heights
(him 5'6", me 6') meant he had to crawl up to reach my head. My assailant
tilted my head back and the new guy moved his cock into my mouth. I never
even considered resisting. The older man began to slowly enjoy my mouth
with short movements as my assailant spit again and shoved two fingers into
me. My yelp was muffled by the cock in my mouth this time, which
apparently pleased him. He spit a couple more times and shoved fingers
into me. I could feel more observers coming into the space...watching this
twink strip me of my dignity. As this thought crossed my mind, he spit a
final time and impaled me on his long, thin cock. It took me by surprise,
even though I should have known what was coming. I waited for the pain to
hit. Instead, I was jolted by the pleasure and my dick hardened
immediately. He put one small hand on each ass cheek and withdrew his cock
as fast as he'd entered. I moaned in pleasure, then in frustration as the
emptiness hit me. He spit again and thrust back into me. This time I
raised my ass to him, pushing back. He wasn't pleased and kicked my knees
apart until I was resting my abs on the bench. This was HIS show.
Domination. I knew he intended to have it his way, making me his bitch in
front of all these men. And I realized I didn't care. I wanted it now.
Just like the face-fuck, it was intense. And short-lived. He climbed up
on me, sunk-in to the root, gyrated, then pulled out. Over. And over.
And over. The stranger in front of me was brick-hard and I could tell he
wouldn't last long My fucker long-dicked me a couple dozen times before the
guy in my mouth said, "cumming". I felt my assailant's hand on my head
shoving me onto the older guy as he flooded my mouth with his seed. I
hated the taste of cum and this was no exception. As the guy withdrew from
my mouth I spit his cum onto the floor. My twink assailant was not pleased
and he smacked my head several times as he began to fuck me hard. He
shoved my face onto the bench and started to jack-rabbit me. I came hard.
Suddenly. Intensely. To my shock and horror. The spasms caught my twink
assailant by surprise and he began to unload in me, breeding me like a
bitch. He sunk all the way to his pubes and stayed there on top of me, his
cock still pulsing inside me. As I began to recover my senses, I realized
how small (physically) and light he was. How easily it should have been
able to overpower him, how ridiculous I looked to the men the room as he
dominated me. My shame was on full display as I lay there splayed over
this bend, my twink assailant softening inside me as several guys around
the room shot their loads in their hands.
He stirred after a minute and pulled his semi from my well-fucked hole. I
backed onto my knees to get up, but he stopped me with a hand on my head.
I looked up as I realized what he wanted. I extended my tongue and cleaned
his cock thoroughly. He had broken me and I knew it, no need to pretend
otherwise. Everyone watching us knew it.
I stood, stretching my stiff joints and began to walk away. The guys were
snickering as my twink assailant followed me back to my room, his hand on
my ass. He walked-in behind me and closed the door. As I wondered what
was next, he demanded my phone. I gave it to him. He entered his contact
information and sent himself a text. Then he walked out without saying a
word. I picked up my phone and a smile crossed my lips. The contact card
said "Boss", along with his mobile number....
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