Bens Adventures

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Is there BDSM involved

Sweaty, Tobi and Ben dropped into the grass in a shady spot in the park. With the hot temperatures in Frankfurt, the two had already taken off their shirts pretty much at the start of their Frisbee game. Now they lay there, Tobi in short sports shorts, and Ben in his even skimpier pink sports shorts that Tobi had made him to wear before they left the hotel. By the effect of the alcohol from earlier they had little problems to show off with their young bodies mutually, meanwhile. Of course Ben with his trained swimmer body succeeded a bit Tobi, though he could keep up pretty well with his slim-trained and 5 years younger body in the summer sun with the reflections of the sunlight on the sweaty skin.

"Kind of sexy with your balls peeking out of your pant legs," Tobi grinned. Fuck, thought Ben, that's exactly how he had imagined the pants to be on him. But just not in the middle of the park in a big city. At one of the many kinky parties at home in Berlin okay. Or on a date at home. Stupid of him to have forgotten the panties in his backpack. Or quite horny? He literally felt the glances of Tobi on his skin. As well as the glances on him from other park visitors, while they had played Frisbee earlier had not escaped to him. For sure they had also been able to see one or the other part of his body under his skimpy pants. Or even hanging out?

"So, we'll be picked up here in Frankfurt tomorrow then and taken to the party manor, right?" asked Tobi, for him it was the first time at the party, while Ben had already attended three times.

"Exactly, I have agreed 4 o'clock with them. We have to go somewhere here in Frankfurt by public transport, where they can pick up easier by car. But to get there from here, it's an easy connection."

"Is that a collective transport of us passives then?", Tobi still seemed to avoid the word 'pig' a bit. Although starting tomorrow, he would have to get used to it. Everyone just called the passive guys at the party ‘pigs’.

"No, we all of pigs have different check-in times. After all, we're not supposed to see each other or the active guys before the party starts. They just made an exception for the two of us, since they know you came to the party through me anyway."

"Ok, and then we arrive, sign that we know the party rules, and then we get locked in separate rooms until the start?"

"Exactly. Whereas simply signing is an understatement. Sebastian, who is the main organizer of the party, will explain to you in detail what one or the other rule means for you. For example, after the official start of the party you just have no possibility to break off, to protect your cunt from the fucks until Sunday 14 o'clock."

"Well, somehow you'll be able to squeeze around when your cunt is sore Saturday night then," Tobi interjected.

"Not really. If you start turning down fucks, you might end up getting fixed on one of the fuckbenches till Sunday. You know those white textile fixation straps like they use in psychiatric wards? They have them there. You can't get your legs together anymore, your ass is exposed, plus a metal gag with a hole in the middle in your mouth. That way they can access you freely."

"You haven't told me anything about that yet! You're just trying to scare me now!"

"Nope. At my first party it hit a pig. He started crying around Saturday night and didn't want to get fucked any more. That's when he got in there. Until the end."

"And the actives just kept abusing him then?"

"Yep, front and back. And his whining didn't exactly attract the most empathetic actives."

"You mean he got fucked extra nasty then?"

"Yes. And in between he tried to yell through his gag, at least as long as he didn't have a cock in his mouth through this gag. But altogether it was a rather horny picture, I thought."

"That still made you horny?", a little panic came into Tobi's gaze. He had not imagined the party to be so extreme after all.

"Sure. I had signed that I couldn't get out. And that's the only party I've been to so far where they've followed their own rules with that strictness. That mindfuck, no matter what, you have to offer your holes till Sunday. And if you don't, you'll be made to it. The guy was constantly dripping sperm from his pussy, under his dick was a bucket for him to piss. Every now and then the other pigs were allowed to take out his gag and give him something to drink."

"Um, I don't know right now if I want to go there tomorrow..." Tobi's growing enthusiasm over the past four hours seemed to have turned back to fear. Sure, it was his first time. And over the next three days, his 19-year-old cunt would be abused by probably 30 active people. Even though he had practiced plenty with dildos in the past weeks, how would his cunt react after so many fucks?

"Now don't panic right away. It doesn't seem to have been that bad for the guy, after all. He even joined the next party afterwards. I asked him how he found it. He says, that evening totally shit, in the weeks after that he jerked off 1000 times on the memories. And then again if it starts to hurt you, you can ask for poppers. Or get some."

"Poppers is that stuff you had in Berlin too? From those little brown bottles?" Tobi remembered it well. At first it had been a totally weird, hot feeling in his head. But after a while he just felt like a hole and couldn't get enough of Ben's cock then.

"Exactly. You will find it all over the place there. Just like lube and kitchen roll. Sweetly batting your eyes, saying you're sore-fucked, that you'd like the guy's dick inside you but need poppers. That will work. Trust me."

Tobi wasn't really convinced yet. You could see it in his face. But it was fighting inside him. Slowly he understood what Ben loved about the party. This consistency. At least for a certain time, a time when you were no longer allowed to have control over your holes, your body. And on top of that: Where did you have such an overabundance of active men? A whole manor house as a playground? And if he had understood Ben correctly from his stories, there was even a dungeon in the basement, with St. Andrew's cross and other equipment.

"Are there any other surprises?" wanted Tobi to know. Who knows, maybe one would not only be fuck meat, but maybe tortured in other ways. "For example, in the torture basement?"

"Nope, there's no real SM there. But if you have forgotten to shave a spot as a pig, they might bring you there, tie you firmly and epilate the spots. Or at best a little bit SM. Pretty soft. But it's pretty cool down there. You should check it out when you have time."

So, Ben already had experience with SM? How did he know what was soft? And what was hard? Tobi looked at Ben's body, his muscles, his blond hair with the fresh but now sweaty haircut, his cute face. He looked horny in the skimpy panties. And completely naked even better, Tobi thought. In him the desire increased to find out more about Ben's previous sex life. And to see him as a real passive pig in action. Okay, then his own cunt, his body had to suffer for 3 days so he can see it. At least a bit.

"And what do you do during the time alone in the room before it starts?"

"First undress, pack everything in the box, which is ready for you there. Flushing hose for your cunt and PreP tablets in the plastic box to which you will have access to during the party. Then at some point someone from the organization will pick up the boxes. And then wait. You can make yourself a look little hotter with some body lotion for the examination later. And then play Playstation or watch TV. There is nothing else to do. Phone and everything will be gone."

"And if I have to go to the bathroom?"

"There's a bell in the room. Then someone comes and takes you to the bathroom. Besides, they'll be back to bring you there just before 8 anyway."

"Okay. And then blindfold, and then we all get taken to this big hall where the actives are waiting?"

"Bingo!"

"And they do big meat checks on us then?"

"Exactly. We're then put up one after the other on a little pedestal. Don't hit your shin, that happened to me the first time. Then they tell you how you have to stand. Actually, it always starts with hands behind the head and legs spread a bit."

"Is everyone groping us then?" Tobi asked this somewhat breathlessly. The idea of him naked on a pedestal, completely shaved and 30 men inspecting his body: that made him horny.

"You will be touched. But mainly it always felt like 2 3 people were looking to see if I was really completely clean-shaven. And then when you bend over, someone pulls your buns apart. And then they just ask you some questions."

"What do they ask?"

"Your name, how old you are, if it's your first time. Sometimes they ask if you know what you're getting into. Or they want to humiliate you. Because I usually have a hard-on during this action, for example there was the question once, whether I knew that I had the boner completely unnecessary, because I would not use my cock at the party for sure."

"Then they will certainly then make a remark about my little cock. And everyone laughs."

"Just counter them with a cheeky answer. That's the best way to deal with it."

"And what?"

"I said at that time that they should be glad that I'm passive, otherwise my cock could hurt them. Okay, maybe not the best line. But it hit home that second."

"Hm." Tobi's brain started rattling, wondering what he could say tomorrow then. Nothing came to his mind yet, but he still had time to think. "And then we'll be auctioned off and fucked. All one after the other?"

"The one who bought you at the auction will then take you to his desired place where he wants to fuck you. I always hope for sling or fuckbench. There I can relax my hole best. But all pigs are tapped somewhere in the big hall, so we hear each other. And then you wait. Then as soon as the first one of us passives feels a cock on his hole he has to call out 'pig one ready to be tapped'. Then the active one fucks into you. And then you have to call out next: 'Pig one has been tapped'. But the second announcement sometimes comes rather pressed. When the next one of us feels a cock at his hole, he shouts: 'Pig two is ready to be tapped', and so on, until we all have something in our hole."

"They push in all at once?"

"Yeah, you don't have much time to get used to the cock. But the adrenaline helps."

"Then you hear some of the others around you already getting fucked while you yourself are still waiting jacked up like that?"

"That's why I always hope to be one of the last to get tapped. When I hear the moaning around me, the gel feels cold at my hole and I wonder: when will the cock touch me, and if gets inside me, what size do I have to cope with? It's insane!"

"The blindfold comes off at some point?"

"Yes, that up to your fucker to decide. But probably they are curious themselves, what they have bought at auction. So, at some point it's gone."

"Do the studs come inside you at the first fuck right away?"

"Well, the first fuck has actually always ended with a sperm load in me. After all, the studs, as you call them, paid quite a bit of money to be the first at the party in your hole. I'd put my mark in that fresh hole first, too."

"Wow." In Tobi's mind, ideas for what would happen starting tomorrow night started spinning: his hole and mouth used, completely naked. Maybe getting fucked right next to Ben. Or Ben right next to him? Cum inside him. He had had sex mostly with condoms so far. Or without a condom only with good acquaintances. Now complete strangers could just pump their sperm into him. And it would not just be one load, he would start leaking. Ben would also leak at some point. Would he be the youngest at the party tomorrow? 19? Could there be anyone much younger? Who would be the other passives? Would there perhaps be new acquaintances or even friendships? And who would be the 30 actives? Would he be able to enjoy the fucks of strangers as much as he had enjoyed sex so far? Sunday he would know.

I hope you had fun!