I looked over at Matt, my heart clenched with excitement, my stomach with butterflies and my manly cock twitching with anticipation. Here was a young,...barely 16-year-old boy sitting in my car, ready to go home with me, looking back at me with lovely eyes, full sexy lips and a healthy bulge to match.He was in a pair of khaki shorts that was half an inch too short. The fine blonde hairs of his smooth young thighs were glistening in the sun against the creaminess of his slender legs. He was not. Most of what I see as 'humbling myself before my Dominant', is desirable to me.Smiles.I want to be his. And I want to be considered. I want communication and I want my sexuality to be expanded for his and my benefit. I want to rely on him and I don't want to feel guilty about it. Not because I am 'easily led', but because I want a genuine partnership.I want to find the safety and the structure within which I can be free. Free to be me. Free to become whoever I wish to be in the future. I don't. Baat tab ki hai jub hum 10th pass kr k 11th mai commerce le liye thhe or wo 2012 ka time tha jub sub log science ko bahut importance dete thhe, (was 18 at the time )to hua yu ki humari 10th class ki jyada tar ladkiya science mai chali gayi commerce mai sirf 8 ladkiyan thi or un subhi k sath pehle din se hum ladte thhe , to ab bhi unke sath baat nahi thi, humare liye to bus ab aim ye tha ki ache marks se pass ho jaye or aise college mai admission mil jaye jisme ladkiyan ho, to kya tha wese bhi. My pussy had been stretched to its limits by my Black Master and I wanted some attention to my asshole. That black bastard felt good. He was fucking very hard and very fast. I saw a lot of men waiting their turn. It hurt; but it was fine for me.Suddenly that first guy unloaded a surprisingly large amount of warm semen deep in my anus. He slipped out and quickly another one took his place. He was quite long but slender. His cock kept invading again my now stretched butthole. The guy whispered in.