I finally finished Part II. They really should be read together, so go back to Part I if you haven't read it or don't remember it and then come back here.
Shit I can't believe I am telling you guys EVERYTHING that happened.
He began to beat my chest with the whip. Back and forth the leather straps hit me. It didn't hurt at all. In fact, it was erotic. I fucking loved it. The more he hit me, the harder I became. My cock was sticking straight up and felt like stone. It was throbbing and barely moved as my body took the blows. I could feel everyone's eyes on me. They were totally silent.
He went up and down my torso with the leather straps hitting my chest, then my abs and then back up my chest again. The intensity of the strokes increased as time passed. Occasionally he got to close to my cock and struck the tip of it. I yelped and some of the guests yelped along with me.
Ken moved to the next whip, a small flat leather piece. He approached me and swung, this time hitting my cock intentionally. I yelled out "Fuck!" and the room became awkwardly silent. He swung again from the other direction and hit my cock again. I screamed in pain. It really hurt. Several times he swung, and each time I yelled out. Pre-cum was flying everywhere and dripping down to the floor. The wetness of my cock made the beating hurt even more. I was so fucking horny now from the pain and exhibition I wanted him to stroke me off right then but I knew it was too soon. I would have to endure much more pain before he would pleasure me. At least I assumed he would pleasure me at the end.
Ken approached me aggressively and with one hard pull, ripped the tattered underwear off me. He untied and uncuffed the restraints from my arms and legs. "Bend over, boy," he commanded. I obeyed. He yanked out the dildo and it made a sucking sound. The lube he used earlier to insert the device gushed out of my ass and fell to the floor. I have never been so embarrassed. "Boy!" he yelled. "You will clean that up now!" He handed me rags as I got on my hands and knees to clean up my mess. As I began cleaning up, Ken buried his boot in my neck and forced me to the ground. I struggled to get away in vain. Slowly my face was pushed into the mess. "You are a dirty, dirty boy." Just as quickly as he buried his boot, he let go and ordered me to clean the floor and myself quickly.
"Jared. Here!" He pointed to the large wooden coffee table very near the guests on the couch. I got up on it and he pushed me down on all fours. I felt like a fucking animal at this point. "Jared, point to your nasty pussy. Show them your dirty little pussy, boy." I looked at him puzzled. I didn't know what he meant. "Go on. Show them your fuck hole, boy." I moved around so that the guests sitting near me could see my anus. "Point to it, boy, and then spread your cheeks." I spread my ass cheeks wide and showed them my hole. "Now I want you to fuck yourself. Stick your finger in your hole and fuck yourself."
I started to insert a finger into my hole. "Not that way!" he yanked me down and pushed me over on my back. I fell over, so confused. "Legs up in the air," he commanded, "and fuck yourself." My legs were spread wide, knees bent and in the air. The guests had full view of my cock and my anus. I began slowly massaging outside my hole and then entered it with my middle finger. Slowly I fucked. In and out several times with one finger then two. I grabbed my cock and before I could even stroke once, Ken beat my hands with the leather strap until I stopped. "Just your hole, boy. That's it, fuck yourself. Fuck that pussy hole."
As I was finger fucking my hole, a large naked muscular masked man entered the room. His cock was hard. It was a complete surprise to me that another person was in on this scene. I thought the mask was a little over the top but the guests seemed really into it. They gasped at the site of this guy's rock hard body and even more hard cock. I recognized the body right away and laughed inside. I didn't even know he knew I was doing this.
He grabbed my legs and pulled me toward him. "Beg for it, boy," he commanded. "Beg me to fuck your ass." "Uh," I stammered. "I want . . ." I got two words out before he shoved his cock in my ass violently and began fucking me. Bobby, the queen, screamed, "Oh!"
My hole felt like it was being ripped apart as he entered me and pounded over and over. His balls slapped against my ass. I forgot I was being fucked in front so many men. I forgot I was the center of attention. It is so fucking surreal now to think back on it. As the muscle boy plowed my ass deeper and deeper I grabbed my own cock. Ken approached us, kissed me and then beat my chest with the whip. Lost in the moment of two guys fucking and me being beaten, I began to shout, "Fuck me, fuck me, oh fuck yea, dude, fuck me." I stroked my cock faster and faster. The muscle boy kept up with my pace. He was panting and sweating and saying, "Oh fuck yeah, Jared, fuck yeah. I love fucking your ass, bro." Jesus I fucking love when my chest is being beaten while I'm jacking off. I started to cum and couldn't hold back. I shot my fucking load all over my chest, face and on Ken's pants. The muscle boy yanked his cock out of me, ripped off the condom, and shot his load on me. Ken was rock hard in his pants but didn't even attempt to stroke himself off.
We cleaned up and then joined the other guests. The muscle boy left us. I sat naked while everyone else was totally clothed and had a cocktail with Bobby and his friend.
It wasn't until time to leave that I realized I had nothing to wear back to the car. I had to walk, stark naked, several blocks. To my relief, it was midnight and the street was deserted.






Wow. Just fucking wow. You're amazing, Jared.
Posted by: Rob | Wednesday, May 17, 2006 at 10:22 PM
Oh, wow. Great part 2! The S&M part isn't my thing but the exhibitionism was totally hot. Wish I had been there. I love, love, love that you had to walk a few blocks stark naked.
Posted by: Daedalus | Wednesday, May 17, 2006 at 11:26 PM
Wait, I'm confused. Who was the muscle boy?? It kind of sounds like Jeff, but then why don't you just say it was Jeff?
Posted by: Jim | Wednesday, May 17, 2006 at 11:58 PM
HOT, Jared, Love being beat and cumming, and you at the end drinking and talking to guest in the nude and going back to your car blockes away stark naked, Way Hot. Thanks for sharing.
Posted by: Pete | Thursday, May 18, 2006 at 04:09 AM
That was so hot....would have loved to have been there to observe it all or be the muscle guy who fucks you in front of everyone!!
Posted by: bigmuscleboi | Thursday, May 18, 2006 at 05:45 AM
When he called you bro, it was the give away. Hot story Jared!
Posted by: Leto | Thursday, May 18, 2006 at 06:15 AM
Love the little twist
Posted by: Jamie | Thursday, May 18, 2006 at 08:03 AM
I got the same question about who the muscleboy was!
Posted by: Jason | Thursday, May 18, 2006 at 09:05 AM
Can we all assume it was Jeff? Can you confirm that?
Posted by: David | Thursday, May 18, 2006 at 10:15 AM
Yup it was Jeff!
Posted by: jared | Thursday, May 18, 2006 at 06:18 PM
TOTALLY FUCKING HOT!!! I'm telling you, Jared, you need to be making these into porn videos. You could make a mint off your experiences. Remember...Art imitates life...and you have one hell of a life!!
Posted by: Sparky | Thursday, May 18, 2006 at 08:04 PM
So, how did they get Jeff involved?
Posted by: Alex S | Thursday, May 18, 2006 at 09:06 PM
Sizzling and sexy. WOOOF
Posted by: BT | Friday, May 19, 2006 at 08:18 AM
Yah, like one of the other posters, the S&M part didn't do much for me, but the "forced" nudity in front of the group, especially the hanging out naked with the clothed guys for the rest of the party, and then the naked walk home, were hot! I'd have liked to see more details about how you felt while you were hanging out naked with the clothed guys, and more about the walk home :-)
Posted by: Naturistman | Friday, May 19, 2006 at 09:40 AM
I want to move to your neighborhood!
Posted by: Edward | Friday, May 19, 2006 at 10:01 AM
Wow - Jared you are a lucky man. Two Hot Guys who'll do you anytime - and all these fucking Hot Adventures. I need to visit SF - soon!!! Things like this don't happen in Chicago - or I just don't have the balls to pursue...probably the latter.
Posted by: crctboy | Saturday, May 20, 2006 at 06:41 AM
hey crctboy. Chicago is known for shit like this. It is everywhere there.
Posted by: jared | Saturday, May 20, 2006 at 08:16 AM
Thanks J. I guess that means I just don't have the guts.
Posted by: crctboy | Wednesday, May 24, 2006 at 04:00 PM
Jared,
Reading your story made me strip, pump up my oiled bod, and stroke my uncut dick.
Posted by: Tony | Friday, September 22, 2006 at 02:41 AM
you rock dude!
Posted by: jasper | Sunday, August 26, 2007 at 09:49 AM
oops, wrong link! :D
Posted by: jasper | Sunday, August 26, 2007 at 09:50 AM
There's only one thing better than having your cock whipped... that's having it whipped in front of a crowd. You go Guy! So Hot.
Posted by: Alec Bath | Monday, February 16, 2009 at 06:09 AM
Beating my dick and just now shooting my large cum load. Fuck, what a turn on, CONTINUE!!!
Posted by: Kim Boggs | Thursday, February 26, 2009 at 04:15 PM