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Upon getting home I couldn't get it out of my mind. How could I have drunk Oscar's piss and sucked his cock? I'm no faggot, what came over me? Sure, Oscar is rough and a brute; he is strong, powerful and stirs in me a need to give in to him but I can't permit this craziness to go on. Rationally I know this is sick and I must fight against my will to submit to him. After all if Jean found out, what will she think of me?
Friday afternoon I left work early to confront Oscar and went to Dante's Bar to let him know that I will not be his plaything to abuse and will not participate again as he wants. He was at his regular place at the end of the bar drinking his usual drink with his friend Tony. When he saw me, he waived me over and poured me a drink.
I met Tony before but now Oscar told me about his friend and business associate. Tony was big and strong like Oscar, owned a trucking company and handled some of Oscar's shipments. Oscar bragged that Tony knew how to handle himself against the same guys that are always trying to muscle in. Oscar had a good rapport with Tony.
As I drank with them waiting to get Oscar alone to have a heart to heart talk with him, Oscar spotted a friend of mine, who just entered the bar and stopped halfway down the aisle to talk to someone. It was Alfred who I knew going way back; we grew up together and went to the same private schools; he was now an instructor at City College, a good-looking fellow with a delicate and sensitive personality. When Oscar saw him, he said, "Excuse me, I have some unfinished business with Alfred."
When Oscar drew close Alfred became very apologetic to Oscar over something. From what I could hear and make out it was because he missed a meeting with Oscar and he was trying to explain that he called to cancel, as he had to attend an important faculty get-together. Oscar would have none of this as he berated him for his failure and insisted if they were to remain friends he would be punished and he led him away to one of the rooms in the back. I could not help but notice that as Oscar led Alfred in the room, Oscar pulled his belt from the loops of his trousers.
"My God," I said to Tony, "He's going to whip poor Alfred."
Tony laughed and said, "Oscar's certainly a son of a bitch and he sure is going to whip Alfred's bare ass good and proper but no doubt he will forgive him and let him suck him off. After all they are friends." Tony with a knowing smile patted me on my ass and further commented, "Besides, I'd like to know you better," and poured me a drink. As we drank and talked Tony got behind me and said, "You have a charming rear which I'm sure needs some attention," and he rubbed up against me in back.
"Now wait a minute," I protested, "I'm not what you think. I'm no faggot."
"I know that or I wouldn't be interested," he said, "I like fine gentlemen like you who show resistance. That's part of the fun in making out," and he wrapped both his hands around me from the back so I couldn't escape and held my hands on top of the bar with his right hand from one side of me and from the other side unbuckled my belt in front with his left hand.
"I don't consent," I protested, "Stop immediately, I don't go for this shit." Paying no attention he continued to pull down my fly and lowering my pants and shorts down to my hips exposing my dick and butt pressing his hips on to my ass.
Notwithstanding my desires I responded otherwise and my dick hardened. Noting the reaction of my stiffening dick he pressed on by lowered his fly to bring out his large cock and pressed that large thing along the crack of my ass. "Now just relax, it may hurt a little at first but as you get use to it you'll enjoy the experience. I'll be gentle, use plenty of lubricant and a rubber, I practice safe sex."
"No, no, no, I've never had it up my ass before. This is rape," I insisted.
"Oh yes," he explained, "I love breaking in a virgin. You'll love it; all you spoiled rich guys do. Just relax and take it like a man." He followed through by inserting a cold jellylike cream to my asshole and with his large cock with a rubber on pushed forward and slid that darn thing up my anal channel and parked it there for me to get use to the intruder and calm down.
As I was bent forward and he was holding his cock up me in place, I glanced over and saw that Oscar had exited the room in back alone and stopped to talk to a large black man, who after Oscar had said OK went into the room containing Alfred. Oscar then walked over to us with a big smile on his face. Certainly when Oscar discovers Tony raping me he will rescue me.
"Well, well, well, what have we here?" Oscar said to me, "I see Henry, you can't restrain yourself and couldn't wait for me to take care of you. Oh well, I got off with Alfred but, Henry, you need not get jealous; we can get together some other time." He then turned to Tony and said, "Enjoy."
Wasting no time, Tony proceeded to pump his wicked cock in me finding the pathway easier to travel as I adjusted to accommodate him all to Oscar's amusement as he watched the spectacle.
Unwillingly I soon found that it was turning me on and pushed my hips to meet his lunges with erotic pleasure. After a dozen strokes with a groan he said, " I'm coming," and as he shot I grabbed my cock and shot onto my pants that now lay around my ankles on the floor.
Having no further use of me Tony withdrew his cock from my rear, dispensed with the rubber, cleaned off his cock with the tail of my shirt and after returning his prick to his pants, patted me on the ass and said, "good boy, you did well, we have to do this again; keep in touch."
Oscar with a big smile on his face said, "Tony and I got some important business to discuss and why don't you and Alfred finish the bottle of liquor and I will send another on my tab. He's coming over and it looks like both of you need a drink; see you later," and he left with Tony to talk business.
As I pulled up my besmirched pants, I turned around and saw Alfred with a funny look on his face and a shuffle in his walk obviously as a result of the black man doing to him what Tony did to me. When he drew near he said, "If you promise not to tell my wife what happen to me, I promise not to tell yours. I sure can use a drink."
Over drinks we each related how we first met Oscar and how we got involved with him and his friends. We resolved to keep in touch since we had now something in common. When I got home half drunk I told my wife that I had ran into Alfred and had some drinks with him but didn't tell her the obscene details.
All I could think about for the next few days was what they did to me and how I let them. I masturbated. My mind told me that I must put an end to their degenerate treatment of me but I knew down deep that I wouldn't. Is it possible that I'm really a pervert? No, no, no, I will not accept that.
After all, I'm a happily married man and my wife will surely help me through my problem with them.
My wife, Jean came home that day from a shopping trip with Maria, quite excited about some purchases. I couldn't believe it when she told me she made some interesting buys at an adult sex store and she wanted to show them to me. This did not forebode well for I knew she and Maria had become good friends and were doing some crazy things together, but this was too much; who knows what she wants to do with that kind of stuff. I told her in no uncertain terms that I did not want to see what she bought and that she could not keep them in the house.
"Don't be a prude," Jean said, "After all I bought them for you," and she brought out a large bag to show me her purchases. I was dumbfounded, as she emptied the contents on the table.
"What the hell is this crap?" I demanded to know as she proceeded to show me a pair of cuffs, a leather collar, an adjustable cockring, a butt plug, some nylon rope, a leather ballgag and a fancy three-foot whip with a braided handle. "You're not going to use that disgusting stuff on me," I declared, "What kind of pervert do you think I am?"
"Don't play the innocent with me," she said, "I know what you've been doing with Oscar and Tony."
"How did you know?" in shock I asked.
"Alfred's wife told me all about it and now that I know of your inclination, I'm going to give you the opportunity to also satisfy me." And before I could recover from her bombshell she cuffed my hands and wrapped the nylon rope around me so that I was defenseless.
"Please honey, let me explain," and before I could say another word, she pushed the ballgag into my mouth and fastened the straps around my head so that I couldn't eject it.
"It's OK, I understand; you can play with Oscar and Tony. I suspected it before and now that I know for sure you are a submissive I will help you to live your fantasies. However, there will be some changes made around here and I'm sure we'll both get a kick out of it," with these comments she proceeded to drop my trousers and shorts to my ankles so that I was naked from the waist down.
Attaching the cockring to the base of my prick, she said, "I don't want you to come too early," and turned me around and bent me over.
Across my ass she administered that wicked whip and it hurt but all I could do was take it and she gave me a sound licking. My dick immediately hardened and my ass smarted from the well placed stokes that landed across it. How could my beloved wife beat me so? "I know this must hurt but you must take it and show your love of me by subjugating yourself to me and accept the strokes of the whip for my pleasure and show who's on top," she pronounced. How can I contradict her now?
Forcing me to my knees to show her mastery of me I first was required to lick her bare ass by forcing my tongue into her asshole and lapping her there, then to her pussy until she climaxed and finally she let me jack off to relieve my urges. I accepted my new status and knew that Oscar, Tony, my wife and others would have their way with me and my needs would be subordinate to theirs.
Somehow I relished the change; it was a Metamorphosis.