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Fantasy & RealityI’ve been away from this site for several months but it’s good to be back. First I checked for invites and messages, scanned my news feed then began checking out the latest gay and lesbian videos and photo gallerys before coming here to enjoy some gay male stories lol. Couldn’t help notice both here, tumblr and flickr there’s a lot of **** fantasy stories and tales of physical threats or intimidation used resulting in tbe authors violation at the hands of stonger men. I couldn’t help but wonder if the majority had had the remotest real experience or had actually been ****d themselves or knew how it felt. I eonder if they’d ever taken a short cut in belief it led to the High St but was in fact a dead end. As you turn round 4 large men stand between you and the slightest possibility of being heard or seen.How many authors or **** and abuse fantasys have found themselves in just that predicament….. exactly like I did just over 5 years ago.’What have we here b*o,a lost little white boy trapped and alone with us’ said the ringleader.A tall, broad, strong looking black male who had the look of a cat that had caught a mouse. ‘You’d better drop down on your knees and eat each of our big, black cocks BOY. If we have to make you we’ll just fuck you aswell at the same time. That’s if we don’t fuck you anyway…. you whiteboys are born to be a slut to the black man, some of you haven’t learnt the truth yet, is all’. Mmm, ok I’m in a bit of a shitty situation. It’s not the sucking or fucking that’s the problem. I’d sucked off four different guys within a few hours plenty of times before. When I first recognised I was bi and began fucking men I could havr found myself having group. sex with any amount şişli escort of other men where I could easily have fucked 5 or 6 holes in one night n taken that many bare cocks up my arse. The problem was I’m not going to allow someone to force me to do anything I’d sooner take a severe battering or worse. I hate bullies, r****ts, abusers etc but growing up as an outsider I’d found myself backed into. corner by a gang of arseholes many, many times before although this was the first time they had **** on the agenda. I began to back further into the alley, making conciliatory noises and saying things like ‘your joking surely, i don’t wanna do that’ ending with a whimper and a sniff. I could feel the old exhilaration course through me again same as it always did in situations like this. The more I backed away seeming to physically cower the more they saw what they expected too. A scared and intimidated white boy freaking out at the idea of a big, black cock in his mouth. His guard began to slip as he became cockier and more complacent while I let fed his expectations yet my eyes scanned left, right,down. I fixed where each of them was and had a good idea who would do what when things kicked off. I’d been here many, many times before and knew one man could fend off 5 or 6 guys if he kept his head,was viciously direct and ruthless and aslong as he acted with speed and aggression instead of trying to calm the situation or talk your way out of it. By the age of 13 I discovered that it was anticipation of the pain of being battered that caused me such fear, that the only true antidote to fear is action. Once the fight begins you have no time for fear so the lesson is ALWAYS get in fast, hard but most mecidiyeköy escort of all first so I was looking all around for something help me yet still backing away almost cringing like I wondered how many other poor ‘whiteboys’ they’d managed to isolate and abuse. That’s when I saw something and the smile spread wide and very visiblly across my face. The leader began to close in towards me just as I picked up the rusty metal. pipe lying on the floor. Using it like a squad of foot soldiers used a battering ram against a castle door. I slammed the rusted end of the pipe into the main mans face, with around a 2 inch diameter it was a small concentrated area it found where the bridge of his nose had been.It had pretty much exploded as I rammed the pipe into his face with every last bit of strength and the thrill of pure delight ran ghrough my body when I felt the sickening crunch of his face and the wetness splatter my own face. He went down hard wailing and moaning. Bh this time I’d swung the pipe like a baseball bat and hit the second guy full force in the side of the head which poleaxed him without a squeak. Lunging, swearing and screaming I launched towards the other two who turned heel and ran like a stresk of diarrhea 🙂 **************************************************I squatted down in front of him, he was whimpering,groaning noisily while he held what’s left of his face together. I forcefully pulled his hand away nd said aggressively.’So you were gonna **** me you fucking arsehole, you think I was some kind of shit scared’ whiteboy’ who’s gonna kneel down for every black man who thinks he’s better than me.’ and with that I slapped him in the face making him cry out. esenyurt escort ‘What’s up cunt, this not part of tour plan then? ‘…… slap.’You not enjoying this then’….. slap……’ you do know your nose doesn’t exist anymore and the bone, cartilage and ragged skin is plastered all over your face haha’. ‘Still wanting it sucked, sunshine’ and I reached down undoing his trousers, unzipped his fly and reached in pulling his cock out. Actually it was hot, thick maybe 9 inches and had that lustre you get with healthy blck skin. I reached in again and exposed his balls too.I shook my head at the absurdity of the thing. Gripping his cock I slowly began stroking him getting him very hard. ‘You stupid fucking cunt’ I barked at him ‘if you had followed me into the toilets and got this beauty out I would have sucked you off properly for the sheer joy of sucking your gorgeous manhood. Fuck sake, I’ d probably have bent over for it too and sucked off your pals while we were at it but i won’t be forced or intimidated into anything’. I knelt there and wanked him off some more until he was rigid then I got up, paused a second thren with true ferocity slammed the heel of my boot hard onto his testicles and ground them into the pavement. Walking away I kicked his unconcious friend as hard as I could in the face then put as much distance between me and that alley as possible. **************************************************Am sorry that this isn’t the **** story you were expecting but this one is 100% true so I thought it’d make an interesting contrast to the typical **** fantasys. Btw I did hear some months later that the ring leader hung himself. Apparently his face was derply scarred and the doctors had no choice but to remove his balls they were beyond saving. Good enough for the prick, you live a life where you use aggression, fear and physical force to make people do your bidding then you leave yourself open to the consequences.It’s one less arsehole r****t and abuser in the world.

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