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Addiction aka *quot;Risky Sex*quot;I suppose that admitting that I've got a problem is the first step. Of course when you're a 20yr old junior in college and in the best shape of my life with a cocky attitude of invincibility ...you don't think you have a problem. Now, I will admit on the looks scale, I was average. But as for my body, I was enjoying myself a great deal. I was working out six days a week back then. I had dropped my body fat to 5%, I was the most tone I've ever been. I felt stronger than I actually was. I was a lean 165lbs, 5'10*quot;, with a 28*quot; waist (which seemed to be popular stat among the older men), bottom and willing to meet anyone. To *quot;top*quot; it off, I even was dating a cute sophomore girl named *quot;Alisha*quot;.Alisha was athletic, book smart, attractive, and fun to hang out with. The only problem was that she was a virgin and no matter how I tried to talk her into having sex, she always said *quot;No!*quot; Which left me masturbating like crazy after an evening with her. She wasn't a total prude, there were times she would jerk me off with her hand and she'd let me feel up her perfect palm sized breasts. But there wasn't any oral, period. The closest I ever got was dry humping her one afternoon in our underwear. The no sex, left me looking for alternative sources. She liked to call me just before bed and after our *quot;pillow talk*quot;....that's when my real evening began.At around 11pm on a Tuesday night, I had gotten off the phone with Alisha and was already naked in my chair rubbing myself to online porn. I was in a chat room looking for any horny guys to get off with. I had my camera on and wasn't afraid to show my entire body to anyone willing to share their cam with me. Most guys weren't as willing to show their faces and so I was usually looking at them touching their cocks. I admit, that once they achieved climax.... something would come up or they'd leave abruptly. Only once in a while would it lead to a face to face book up. I liked hooking up with strangers! I liked the unexpected dangers involved with letting guys come to my apartment. It as an adrenaline rush of excitement and terror. Which leads to a unique chat I had with a guy who owned a pawn shop on the south side of town...He said his name was Randy. He ran a pawn shop located in a small mini mall. He was 46yrs old, he was stocky, hairy and was a couple inches shorter than me. He had several tattoos on his arms and chest and belly. Randy didn't hide he had been married for over 20 years and that he liked fucking guys. There would be no kissing or oral from him, just a hard rock in my ass...which is what I was craving. We agreed to meet in his shop the next afternoon. The next day, I prepped myself with an enema, shave myself smooth and shot a little lube up inside me. I took some pain medication since Randy stated clearly *quot;I fuck hard!*quot; I put on shorts with no underwear, a tank top and things. I then boarded a bus, since his shop was right across from a bus stop. I arrived at the shop at 12:20ish on that hot afternoon. When bahis firmaları I walked in, there was a bell sound that went off but no one was around. Most everything in the store was behind glass counters as I took everything in. I was shaking with extreme nervousness and made myself a little dizzy. Just then Randy came out of the backroom with what looked like a bunch of nylon straps. He grabbed a small stool from behind one of the counters and handed me the straps. Randy didn't say hello or introduce himself, instead he asked if I could hang *quot;that*quot; referring to the straps up on the ceiling. I didn't notice the two sturdy looking hooks hanging from the ceiling when I came in. Just then it dawned on me what I had in my hands.....a sex swing!I hung it up and Randy took the stool away.*quot; Take your clothes off and get in the swing.*quot; He said it so casually. I paused for just a few seconds but when he turned and just stared at me and gave me a look....I did as he commanded. I got in the swing, my cock was shriveled up like a little turtle head. He walked slowly over to me and instructed me to keep my hands up near the top and keep them there. He then lifted one leg up and locked it in with a Velcro band, then my other leg. So there I was in the swing legs up and swinging slightly back and forth naked in his shop. I inquired if he was going to lock up...*quot;No!*quot; Randy unbuckled his tan pants and the dropped to the floor he stepped out of them still wear his socks and shoes. He kept his shirt on and began rubbing himself. His uncut cock thickened and grew. It looked much bigger in person. Still I was shaking nervously in the swing. He moved in close and touched my tiny scared cock as his rubbed his large skin missle. My cock was slowly responding to his thick strong hands. He moved up and began to guide himself against my quivering hole. Just then, a couple walked by the store front and I panicked. I jerked in the swing, even knowing I was powerless, the swing jumped a little and Randy turned around. The couple just kept walking by not looking inside. Randy told me to relax and reminded me that it was easier to see out than inside because of the dark tinted windows and bars on the outside. Randy pressed against my unprotected hole. With my legs up all I could do was resist weakly pushing out some of the lube that had been up in my ass. Randy easily broke through my baracade. I let out a gasp as he advanced deeply. I gripped the swing hard as Randy began his aggressive assault into me. He grabbed the straps just under my ass and pulled me into him. His belly was smacking into my tiny ass. The slapping sounds echoed in the low inventoried shop. I moaned louder as Randy grunted harder. Slap,slap,slap,slap,slap is all I could hear. He was making maximum penetration on every thrust and a heavy sweat was breaking out all over my body. My head was shaking back and forth and it was a struggle to keep watching his thick log top deep into me. Randy looked at my erect rod dancing around as kaçak iddaa he pounded me. A few more minutes passed and just as Randy let out this terrifying grunt....a man walked in.Randy didn't notice and he jerked just three times and was done with me. I was distracted by the bearded man, who looked like he was just a few years older than me of a Hispanic origin. He was short but muscular, he had a thick moustache and dark hair and eyes. He watched intently and I was embarrassed. I couldn't look at him as Randy had already pulled out. I felt his warm cum draining out of me and splattering on the linoleum floor. Randy walked nonchalantly to his pants and pulled them up. I decided to try and undo the Velcro straps around my ankles. *quot;No, you're not done yet.*quot; Randy said without looking. The man handed Randy something and then came over to stand before me.He just looked at me and yet I couldn't look at him. He was handsome and clean-cut. He took off all his clothes. I peeked at what he pulled out of his pants. He was smooth all over, he was much stronger looking than me, and his beautiful tan cut cock seemed perfect. I had never seen such a flawless cock. It was already erect, long straight and the tip was a thick mushroom head shape. It looked perfect for ramming into an already weary hole. I was a little sore from Randy's pounding but oddly, when the man inserted his cock into me..it went away. He smiled as he slid it in and I moaned transfixed on his body. He took his time, going slowly into me deeper and deeper. It felt good but I did sense the burning sensation deep into my asshole. I pushed the discomfort down as he worked up his pace. My ass bounced gently against his warm skin with every inch now being pushed into me. I tried to ignore the pulling out pain as my hole seemed to want to stick on his cock. My breathing was increasing and sweat was pouring out of me. The man moved faster, the strokes were harder, the pain increasing. I was doing shorter harder breaths as I moaned out in more pain than pleasure. Another man walked in, he was much tougher looking. Pain and the heat was seering. It wasn't moaning I was doing more of a please stop type of panting. The man fucking me climaxed and I welcomed the fluid going into me. The man gave several jerks into me until there was nothing left. I could barely keep my head up and so I let it fall back into the nylon straps. I cried out and pleaded with Randy that I couldn't do any more. Randy didn't even look up as the rough man handed him something and passed by the other man getting dressed. This new man was older than the younger man but younger than Randy. He took off all his clothes. He had scars all over his body, like he'd been in a knife fight. He had tattoos, that looked like he had done them himself. His hair was long and matter, his eyes were big and dark. He stared at my weakened state and seemed to smirk with delight. He had an average body, slightly out of shape and overweight. He was mildly hairy with several curly kaçak bahis white hairs on his chest and belly. He whipped out an average sized cock that was curled upwards. He had a cock ring on. His balls looked blueish from the lost circulation. He was a couple of inches taller and had to lean over me as he inserted himself in my tired hole. I wasn't moaning anymore, it hurt. The man grunted and groaned as he manuevered his misshapened cock inside me. I became more vocal and cried out. This only made the man more obsessed to punish my deviant ways. He was merciless and tears were streaming down my face. The man seemed angry as I continued to cry out louder. He shouted at me to *quot;Shut the F*** Up!*quot; He smacked my face and it worked! I was stunned and for a few pumps deep into my ass, I was silent with fear. The burning sensation got worse until, I felt my hole get wet. I knew that it wasn't the good kind of 'wet'. Still it helped and when the man saw what his cock was covered in, he continued his efforts into me. My legs had gone numb from being tied up for so long and my ass had hit it's threshold. I warm, calm sensation came over me and I just stared blankly at the man. I just kept thinking to myself *quot;just fuck me, just fuck me*quot; over and over. I actually thought I was thinking it but in reality, I was screaming it at the man. It seemed to work. The man pounded harder and harder until he too loud a hoarse Bellow. He jerked and twisted. His face in agony as he extracted his cum into my destroyed hole. He pulled out ever slowly as I yelled out every swear word I knew. The man actually thanked me as he got dressed admiring the damage caused between my ass cheeks. I wearily shook my head, my voice was shot and I was unsure if I could even stand once I got out of the damn swing. The two men left after having a few private laughs at my expense. Randy calmly walked over, took off the Velcro straps around my ankles. My legs just hung lifelessly from the swing as my body slumped in the swing. I felt the contents that were injected into my ass seep out and onto the floor. I looked down briefly and quickly turned away. It made me sick and I wanted to throw up. Randy went to the backroom and handed me a dirty towel to wipe up. As I tried to stand my legs buckled and I crashed onto my knees. I just laid there bent over, trying not to move too much from the pain that was coming from my throbbing ass. You get a little used to having something in your ass and once it is taken away....you feel this void, emptiness feeling. I did eventually get up and get dressed. I hobbled across the street to the bus stop and was reminded of the pain every time it hit a bump on the way home. I got home and washed up the best I could. My body ached all over but nothing hurt worse than my ass. I collapsed face first on my bed and fell asleep. Hours later, I got a phone call from Alisha. She could immediately tell, I wasn't feeling well. She wanted to come over but I told her I was just going to fall asleep. I slept for ten hours! I recalled the events in my head over and over. It made me so hard. I moved gingerly on my bed until cumming into my bed sheets. I then just laid in my cum spot as my hole fluctuated begging for more...