I like scripted encounters and it's hard to find those who have the availability and places to "have fun" freely. Even though I love sucking or getting fucked in a parking lot, restroom, truck cab or back room, I have a penchant for being made available tied up for a night or a day in a closed place like a cellar or garage. The very idea of ​​being tied up, hooded and spread-eagled is a mental foreplay that gets my adrenaline pumping. I had my first experience of being held captive when I was 17. I met a guy in his fifties in a nightclub near Paris who came to flirt with me and offer me a drink to chat. I noticed that he was watching me dance and I was wiggling like a teenager to attract his lustful gaze on me. I also noticed that he wasn't alone and knew everyone in this club. Sitting together on a discreet sofa in the club, he guided my hand to his fly, which I opened to pull out his cock, already stiff with the desire to get his sperm from his balls to the bottom of my mouth. I got on my knees between his thighs and the table and discreetly started sucking him. He quickly ejaculated in my throat, but had signaled to two of his friends to come and join him. I was a real little twink, slim and terribly desirable, his friends replaced him and I sucked them too. Once everyone was satisfied with this moment, the first guy came back to see me to ask me to see him again and become his regular. He was nice, considerate and I felt that he wanted to play with me. That's when he proposed the scenario of sequestration in his pavilion. He explained to me exactly what he expected of me, to come sober and completely shaved and then take me down to his cellar and tie me up naked for his pleasure. My condition was not to put my physical integrity in danger and to agree on a word to stop everything. The following weekend, I went to his place and he directly accompanied me to the basement in a room set up for SM sequestration. I undressed, showered, then he tied each of my limbs to the four corners of a bed on my stomach already soiled with dried sperm. The mattress smelled of sex and sweat that predicted a long lewd moment in his hands and that my body was going to be used for a long time like sex meat. There I was, tied up and hooded in his cellar for the night. I then heard people upstairs arriving and then going down to the cellar to see the prey of their evening. His friends seemed delighted with his catch and the sexual gift he was giving them. About an hour later they came down to me without a word,I felt caresses pass over my whole body, fingers slipping into me to relax and dilate me. I was in a state of maximum anxiety and excitement. I also felt the tails rubbing on my back and buttocks, then one of them loosened the ties to squat and another wedged my head between his thighs to suck him while the second began to prepare my anus for the penetration that was coming. Arms and legs spread and buttocks offered. The one I was sucking made me drink alcohol to relax before continuing to suck him, his cock was good, smelled good and he gently accompanied my head so that his cock entered deep in my throat. The caresses on my buttocks stopped and I felt the cold gel spread around and inside my anus for the glans that was preparing to take me and spread my recently deflowered little ass. When the glans began to want to enter, I felt that it was huge and I had never been penetrated by something so large, I even thought it was a dildo, but the heat it gave off was beyond doubt, it was a huge cock for a beginner like me. Once the glans was past, I felt the deep penetration that hit the bottom of my pelvis, he strongly spread my anus with thumbs to certainly better see his cock en ...

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