”“Often, I would be spanked, I was conditioned to masturbate myself while being taken in my bottom, or to pull my bum cheeks apart when ordered”...��A new routine emerged. I would undress, dress in whatever he wanted me to wear that weekend and he would then make me masturbate as I read out from my masturbation diary. He learnt all my inner fantasies about pop stars and boys, even some girls, and click, click, click, he would photograph me dressed up and rubbing myself till I came. After I had. ' "Will you be my little faggot assed punk-bitch and commit to being my fuck slave?" “OH GOD YESSSS!” I gasped. 'Now we’re talkin’!', I thought to myself. “Tell me what to do and I'll do it for you Uncle Todd!”, I proclaimed. My inhibitions were melting away like wax from a candle. He smiled slyly and pulled me to him. He kissed me once more and I slurped and chewed at his full, wet lips and sucked on his tongue. Uncle Todd kissed me like a man kisses a woman and felt me up with his big, strong. Raj: Was she justified in her concerns?I: Of course, she caught me masturbating and getting boobs squeezed. I was foolish enough to leave porn books under the mattress. She was worried I would get fucked by half the cocks in town.Raj: One more delicate question, are you faithful?I: (I didn’t reply for few minutes)Raj: Again, sorry. May be too personal.I: Don’t keep saying sorry. It is ok. I love dirty chat. I am a little unfaithful.Raj: Little? Did you get fucked by 2 inch little cocks? How. .A bachelor party seemed to be the perfect place although I have since done something similar, under much different circumstances.As a service rep that traveled around a lot the 11 western states at one time provided numerous opportunities to meet and make friends with a number of people, and after hrs at one of the local bars the question of women and sex always seemed to come up. I would always ask if anyone was getting married and if their was going to be a bachelor party?I would then.