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My descent into darkness part 1Ok, so let me introduce myself. I’m Kelan, 20 years old, thin as a rail, 100lbs, 5’6”, smooth, dark messy hair. Been with my boyfriend, although not anymore, which I will explain as this goes on, for 8 years. I grew up in house where I could do what I want, when I wanted it. I moved out with my boyfriend, Tyler, at 18. We both had fairly ok paying jobs, not a ton of money, drove old cars, etc. We had a fairly decent sex life, once, if not twice a day. While we aren’t exactly nudists, we normally hung around in underwear. I myself, with my incredibly tiny body, have always loved to show it off. Tyler, who was not fat by any means, but has a little extra weight, little belly, slightly hairy, never cared and thought he was hot too, and honestly I thought he was fucking hot, so we normally just didn’t wear a lot around the house. He has a super cute face, nerdy glasses, awesome smile. Tyler is a total punk boy. He’s 20 as well. Big, huge baggy jeans, wifebeaters almost constantly when he is out with me. Skater shoes. I am 5”6’, he is 5”4’, about 155lbs, dark short hair. I am a cross between punk and fem, love my wifebeaters but I have a lot of colorful ones while he just wears the white or black, I wear super skinny jeans, sometimes short shorts, I have some skater shoes too but I love my flip flops. In the past you could normally find me out on my patio in the shortest of shorts, tanning, smoking, and chillin. I loved being this trophy that people eyed as they walked by. I realize that this is a sex story section but I don’t feel I can just tell stories without explaining about how things happen. My life has become completely, totally, about sex, but at the same time, the conditions of how it got there, since this is a true story, need to be explained. I’ve delved into a lifestyle that most would only fantasize about, but never actually do. Its kind of like once something snaps and you are all in, you cannot retreat. And believe me, I don’t want to retreat. Like I said our sex life was fine. Long, sweaty bareback fucking. He’s vers, I’m a total bottom. We both consider ourselves bi, but prefer men. Looking back it was obvious we both wanted to come out of our inner shells, but never did until everything went down. At one point in our canlı bahis monogamous relationship, our work schedules changed. I was working nights, he was working days. We still tried to get the at least once a day fucking, but It was becoming more infrequent. There were still tireless make out sessions, lot of scantily clad days in the house, even naked, but we were only crisscrossing our hours for a few hours a day.I had gotten home one day, we had fucked, and he had left for work that morning, and I was sitting at the computer, naked, sweaty, and still ultra horny. So I figured I would watch some porn saved on the PC. To my surprise I found a folder labelled “T” and opening it found a whole slew of pictures and videos. It wasn’t anything I put there. To my complete shock, opening one of the videos, there was Tyler, although unsure where, but there were strobe lights going off, heavy techno music playing the background and my boyfriend’s hot body totally naked, yelling, smoking and grinding up on several older men. When the fuck did this happen? Dancing to the music, he was being groped and worshipped by these men. Their tongues licking his body, their mouths slamming into his, his little ass grinding up against their naked bodies and their hard cocks. Before long, there he was, bent over a table, men all around cheering, as he forced himself back onto some random man’s bareback dick. He was swarmed by around 7 men, all groping and caressing him, pushing him back onto this man’s dick. He was soaked in sweat, screaming and yelling, “FUCK YEAH”, “HARDER”, “BREED MY FAGGOT ASS”, over and over. The men started to take turns. It didn’t look like any of them had cum yet. I watched him take dick after dick, horrified, but still extremely turned on. Men were finally cumming in him, one, after another, after another, after another. Before I knew it they were bent over and he was barebacking them. And I saw a side of Tyler I had never seen before. This cute, punk boy, unleashing an ego I had never heard of or seen before. Screaming at the top of his lungs “I am the fucking hottest shit on the planet”, “fucking beg for me to fuck you”, “worship me as god”, “you’ll never have a boy hotter than me”. Where the fuck did this come from? Tyler was not a wimp but I never saw him bahis siteleri act like this. The men were going crazy encircling him, their hands were everywhere, their tongues were everywhere, it was like he was the last thing they would ever touch. Man after man, he barebacked them, cumming over and over and over again. Even with my horror, my cock just burst. Massive loads of nut shot all over my little body. My cock was pulsing like crazy. I was touching myself, and I didn’t even know why, but I couldn’t stop. Another video, more of the same. Wild, crazy, arrogant ego from my sweet Tyler, as he was fucked, and fucked. This video had even older men, I would think in their 60s and 70s. They worshipped him, they licked every part of his body, they couldn’t keep their hands off him, and he was giving it to them like he was a gift, and fucking proud of it. Another video, him being double penetrated, multiple times, over and over. His cock was pumping cum all over himself, his hair was matted and literally wads of cum stuck all in it. His arrogance was even more intense, he absolutely adored touching his own body and telling the men how much hotter he was then them, and that he was to be worshipped. I watched him take 20, maybe even 25 loads, in every freaking position imaginable. My cock was rock hard still, I was stroking it while touching myself, squeezing my nipples, panting, moaning his name. He was grossly cheating on me, and from the looks of the amount of videos and pictures, it must have been an almost nightly occurrence.In some ways I was devastated, in others I was more turned on than I have ever been in my entire life. Over and over I watched more of these videos, I watched my fucking hot boyfriend make the term slut look tame. I watched his arrogance grow in every video. There were even videos he yelled about me, “FUCK KELAN, THIS IS WHERE ITS AT!” and stuff like that. Again it hurt but still made me so incredibly attracted to him, made ME want to worship him. Hour after hour, I watched, I came, I touched and groped my own skinny body, not even understanding why, but knowing that I couldn’t get enough. Wanting more of it, craving more of it, till I noticed the clock and it was 5pm, he would be home any minute. I was exhausted, hadn’t slept like I should güvenilir bahis have, I was covered in dry cum, my dick was still erect, I was sweaty and I didn’t even know what to do. I got up out of the chair and as I was walking across the living room to grab my briefs, he walked through the door.“You’re so fucking skinny Kelan”, he smiled at me while he walked in the door and closed it behind him. “You look hot, but you look like you haven’t slept well”.“I haven’t”, I replied. I tried to slip my briefs on over my incredibly hard dick, but they were too small and half my dick stuck out.“Hot baby”, he said. “But I am a bit tired right now”.I didn’t know where my mind was, I didn’t really even know what I was saying, but it was like something took over inside me, the thing that was so turned on by my fucking cheater slut of a boyfriend, and practically admired him for it, was in full control. Honestly, that mind itself seems to be the only one I have adhered to to this day, and I am not upset over it. “I saw your videos. I saw everything,” I said.His whole attitude changed, in an instant. The arrogant punk I saw in those videos, but had NEVER seen in real life, came out completely. The sarcasm, the “I’m way fucking better than you will ever be” attitude, was in full swing.“And did you fucking cry over it faggot?” He shot at me. “Did you think our vanilla sex was gonna ever fucking please me? Do you see what I am? Do you fucking understand what I am capable of?”“I didn’t cry,” I said softly. “I just came all over myself over and over”.“So you fucking liked it? Wow, didn’t expect that shit from a vain fuck like you. I thought you were the one that just wanted it to be us two, all monogamous and shit!” He spewed, littered with sarcasm.Again, my thinking mind was gone, I was all reactionary. I pulled down my tiny briefs and got on my knees. “If I can worship you and be belittled by you, used by you, touched by you, and fucked by you in the way that you acted in those videos, then I am yours,” I said.“Oh you’re fucking mine for sure!” He yelled, “But now that you know what I do, you are not at ALL my fucking boyfriend, but you are fucking gorgeous, incredibly hot, and have the potential to be an incredible bottom, and I will OWN you, as a fucking object, as someone who will service me, be bonded to me, for the rest of my fucking life. Do you understand what you are getting yourself into? Otherwise walk out the door.”I nodded my head, and my descent into utter darkness began.

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