How We Became Pornstars

Dan and I entered the sex to find a burly guy manning the counter. He looked like one of those strong men you see in old circus pictures. "Welcome in, gentlemen." He said cordially. "Looks like you steamed up your car windows while waiting for me to get here." He guffawed and I turned bright red. Dan smiled and laughed. "Is there anything I can help you with?

"We're looking for your bdsm gear." Dan replied. The man pointed us to the back of the store. "Just holler if there's anything I can help you with." Dan and I smiled politely and made our way to the back of the store.

We walked through a beaded curtain to a room with leather walls and a black light. On the shelves were more bdsm toys than I even knew existed. I could feel my dick getting hard again, even though Dan just milked me minutes earlier. He put his hands on my shoulder and led me in deeper.

He and I picked out some basics that we would need to continue to explore our bdsm fantasies; a bed bondage kit, nipple clamps, a gag and blindfold. We got to the register and the strongman rang up our items. "Gonna have a fun afternoon?" He asked coyly. "We sure are!" Dan answered, laying his arm across my shoulders. As we paid and I started making my way to the door, Dan called out: "I forgot something. Go wait for me in the car." And he tossed me the car keys.

I sat in the car eager to get back to our room to play. Dan came into the car with another bag from the sex shop which he quickly tucked into the back seat. "What's that?" I asked. Dan looked at me with a mischievous grin. "You'll see... boy." I'm pretty sure I visibly shook with excitement.

We dropped our bags off in the dorm and I tried my best to see what was in the second bag Dan bought. He caught me trying to peek as he put it in his closet and gripped me by the neck with his massive hand. "Don't you dare, boy." This sent a shiver down my spine. "Yes, Sir." I replied, and Dan planted a kiss on the top of my head.

It was just about lunchtime so we decided to head to the cafeteria again. Once I got my food, I noticed that Dan was sitting with another guy at the table we sat at earlier that morning. He was also tall, but not as tall as Dan, and well built with brown hair and a beard. "Sam, this is my roommate, Chris." Sam held out his hand and I shook it. "Pleased to meet you." Sam was on the football team with Dan. He seemed like a nice enough guy.

After lunch, Dan and I were eager to get back to room and play with our new toys. Sam wanted us to join him in the park to play touch football, but Dan was quick to make up an excuse for us to leave.

We decided to get the bed bondage kit setup. It consisted of straps that went under the mattress which would allow the sub to be restrained in a spread eagle fashion ontop of the mattress. Once it was in place, we both stripped and I got on the mattress. Dan secured my wrists and ankles with the cuffs at the ends of the bondage kit at the corners of the mattress. My dick was rock hard and pointing to the ceiling. Dan's monster cock was sticking straight up and pulsing.

"I love seeing you like this." He said in his deep, husky voice. "Just imagining the things I'll do to you, and you can do nothing to stop me." I whimpered in pure ecstasy. Dan picked up the gag from the side table and secured it around my mouth. "We don't want our neighbors to hear you scream..." he had an evil glint in his eye and I swear my cock pulsed. He then took the blindfold and covered my eyes. I was completely at Dan's mercy.

I feel Dan's hand wrap around my balls. He holds them in a vice-like grip and I start sweating. I hear him chuckle to himself as he sees me struggle in my bonds. Dan swats my balls with his other palm. I scream into my gag as the pain washes over me. Right as I am able to collect myself, I feel Dan's open palm connect with my balls again. I scream in pain, yet my cock is still rock hard and continually dripping. I hear Dan's breathing excel as he continues to beat my balls. I hear a guttural moan and feel hot cum spray over my body. Dan came from just torturing my balls.

"Fuck yeah!" He yelled. I could feel his body sag onto the bed as he reeled from his orgasm. He was breathing heavily, and I could feel his hot breath on my aching cock. I heard him move back towards the night stand, and when he came back I felt hard pinching on my nipples. It was time for the clamps.

The clamps were metal alligator clamps, which dug into my skin, with a chain connecting the two. Once the clamps were attached, Dan started pulling on the chain and fire ripped through my nipples. I started to shake my restrained body to try and escape the pain, but there was no way out of the torture. Amazingly, this made my cock even harder.

While he was working over my nipples, Dan started to edge my cock. As he did that morning, he would stroke until I was just teetering on the verge of orgasm and then stop. He did that more times than I could count and I could only imagine my veiny throbbing cock begging him for release.

Just as I thought he was going to finally let me cum, Dan stopped and stepped away from the bed. I started to thrash in my bondage- I was so desperate to cum and I couldn't believe he walked away.

When he returned, I felt a sharp sting on the shaft of my penis. I let out a muffled yell, and the sharp pain hit again. And again. And again. What I didn't know at the time was that Dan had picked a rubber band from his desk, and was snapping it against my straining cock.

After god knows how long, Dan starting stroking my cock again. He was stroking like there was no tomorrow. The soreness from the rubber band torture made my cock super hot in his hands and caused me to yell as I felt the orgasm building.

My entire body was quaking as shot after shot of cum flew from my dick. The view caused Dan to cum yet again and I was covered in both of our semen.

I lay there panting, thinking that Dan was going to untie me. Instead, I heard him open the closet door and rummage through a plastic bag. I also heard him open the mini fridge in our room.

When he came back and leaned against the bed, I felt something cold on my dick. He had taken a soda can from the fridge and was holding it on my erection. The constant cold caused my erection to subside. Then I felt something hard envelope my dick, followed by a click...