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How to get fired…..with style!I was almost 19 years old when I got fired for the first time. It happened when my sexual desires exceeded all rational thought. It lasted only a few weeks but the memory has lasted for decades in my mind. I miss how adventuresome and carefree I was back then. I never really thought about any reprecussions of my sex acts. I was lucky nothing worse could of happened to me or how very different this story could of turned out. You see I had been working security for about three months. I worked from 9pm to 6am. It was an easy job. All I had to do every hour was walk through the building and check all doors for a large mortgage company. After that, I could read, watch movies, or surf the internet while looking at external cameras on three monitors. The three cameras were setup at every exit of the building. One was for the main entrance, another for the rear exit and the other was the delivery dock. It only took a few minutes to check all doors. At first, I’d bring books and read magazines but that ran it’s course. Then, I began bringing movies to watch. I primarily watched action movies but eventually moved onto porns. I started masturbating at work after about six days on the job. I even would “patrol” the building nude just for fun. My wooden baton soon became a sex toy for my tight ass too. I liked sitting on it as I beat my tiny thick cock into submission. I’d lower myself as far down as I could and slow push it out as I ejaculated into a towel or Kleenex. I really enjoyed being naked and exposed. I fantasized about being caught and being “punished” in extreme sexual ways. My horny appetite was unquenchable.Porn videos soon weren’t enough and the internet exposed me to new ideas. You see, I had lived a very strict confined life, always kurtköy escort being told what to do and not. I grew up in a very conservative house. There were rules and consequences if those rules were broken. I moved out as soon as I could. I lived in a small one bedroom basement apartment. It wasn’t much but it was cheap….I felt so independent back then. I bought porn movies and magazines to fuel my enormous masturbating habit. What else was a skinny,115lbs, 5’10”, pastey white weakling to do but masturbate? I was too shy to talk to girls back then and honestly my cock wasn’t that impressive 🙂 Just a small 6.5″, thick cut cock….not the most effective tool for satisfying women. I wasn’t a virgin but close enough. Had it not been for a friend’s sympathy fuck or how she termed it “I’ll take your virginity” in the middle of her parent’s living room I’d never known what it was like to fuck a girl that weighed more than twice my weight. She being over 300lbs and me at a whooping 110lbs back then. Still, it is why I like curvaceous, thick women today.What the internet exposed me to and became my favorite thing to masturbate to was gay porn. Like I said, I grew up ultra conservative and the thoughts of being with another guy never occurred to me until then. I couldn’t believe how stimulating it was to watch another guys cock dive deep into a guys ass. I watched intently to the guy taking inches and wanted to know how that felt. I liked how the guy’s cock bounced up and down as he rode a guy. I found myself pinching my easily erected nipples as I jerked hard to it. I joined some gay chat rooms. To my surprise, I easily found guys to chat with. What shocked me a little was how much older they were than me. I quickly became more popular when I started using a camera ataşehir escort on the computer. Initially, it was enough to talk dirty and wank off for guys I didn’t really know. I liked the attention and it got more fun when I watched them jerk off to me. It became an obsession for me.I didn’t have enough money for a computer of my own back then. I struggled waiting till work to get online. Then I met a guy from online who offered me his computer…..for a small transaction. It never occurred to me that my age and body type were so desirable until then. His name was Gary and he lived in the same city as I did. All I had to do was let him bareback me and he’d give me a computer. Back then, I thought this was a win win. He was 6’1″ 175lbs, in good athletic shape, had a moustache, 38 years old….the only trepidation was….he had an 8″ cock! It was magnificent, it was long, thin, cut. He had a really thick bush of curly pubic hair to go with it. I on the other hand had hardly anything and Gary insisted I shave all body hair prior to us meeting. He wasn’t interested in meeting face to face but we did talk by phone one time. After some persuation, I agreed to his terms.Gary arrived at my apartment on the foggy morning of October 12th at 6:30am. I had gotten home from work, taken lots of ibuprofen, got out a jar of Vaseline, and took a quick shower. I was a nervous wreck as I waited for him in just a towel. I heard him knock and for a brief second….I had doubts about doing this. But my sexual desires overpowered it quickly and I answered the door. I let him in, he locked the door and took my towel off. We sat on my couch and he rubbed my tiny cock and balls in his big hands. I rubbed him and his shaft quickly grew inside his pants legs. I unzipped him and he forced me bostancı escort down onto his tip. I gagged on it several times and still Gary forced me down on him. It took a little time but I relaxed my throat and was able to take a couple inches. We went to mattress on the floor. I laid down and lifted my legs up while I watched Gary undress and begin rubbing Vaseline on his long rod. He stuffed fingers of Vaseline into my tight hole. I grunted in discomfort. Gary smiled and told me it was going to be painful but afterwards I’d want more…. I was excited and nervous. My body was shaking with excitement. Gary pressed his tip up against my hole. My natural reaction was to push out…so I resisted. Gary enjoyed the game and pressed his advance harder into me. My hole caved in and a “pop” like sound was made when his tip entered. “You’re not a virgin anymore!” Gary proclaimed. I grunted and struggled breathing. It felt like he was coming up out of my throat the further he pushed into me. He leaned over and thrusted continuously into me. My body broke into a thick sweat. Gary reached down and rubbed me while he drilled deeper into me. The pain intensified and tears rolled out of me. I gasped for air each time he withdrew and felt the air escape my when he buried his shaft into me. Gary’s pace quickened,he pounded harder. My legs were up on his shoulders as he lay seige on my ass. I grasped the bedsheets and cried out. The room was spinning and my ass was throbbing. A burning sensation came over me. I got extremely weak when Gary contorted his body slamming his cock deeply inside my tattered hole. He plunged ever seed into me. Gary had bred me. “You are now mine!” He smiled as sweat dripped off him onto my weak frail body. He stayed inside me until I mustered enough to push out his sword. My body retracted into a ball. It hurt to move. I ached all over. Gary got up and took a shower. I cried in pain and rocked back and forth in a fetal position. He came back in. “Ready for round 2?” I began to sob….

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