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So this is pretty much a true story, i've edited and trimmed it but this is one of the reasons i'm like i am... We first got the internet when i was about 14, that was a long time ago and everyone was a lot more innocent then, me more than most – i didn't see my first bit of porn for two or three years! It was shown to me by a user on AOL Messaging, looking back the guy obviously got off on 'corrupting' me – he taught me all about the different types of porn, especially the perviest stuff, and how to find it for myself... Well to cut a long story short by the time my 18th birthday came around i was a well cultured pervert, he'd even taught me how to find and flirt with women online – this was how he got me to send him some pictures for the first time, i'd always been super shy of it for some reason imagining maybe there were two types of people the subject and the voyeur... Well we were onto a good thing with some contacts we'd made, one woman we'd been chatting to for a few days was doing the almost unheard of think of offering to swap a picture of her ass for ours – i say ours because i was the one talking to her but he came up with most the things we said... As far as she was concerned she was talking to an innocent young british kid not an over weight 40 something perv from america – he convinced me to send her a photo as agreed, nervously i stripped off and facing away from the camera to take an image of my back from shoulder blades to kneecaps. I sent it to him first to check it was ok, to my surprise he absolutely loved it and said he'd never imagined i'd have such a nice ass... I remember he kept telling me he wasn't gay, didn't look at gay porn but had seen enough asses to know a good one... So the woman kinda faded away after a while, i can't even remember if we ever did see her ass or not, a new theme had started in our friendship – he'd pretend to be a young english lad and chat up people online then i'd pose for photos to trade... It was a relatively fast progression to full frontal and jerk off images – weird as it sounds he soon had about two dozen women who thought they were having a private affair with me. It is of course in retrospect rather obvious these were if not all then certainly almost all men pretending to be women, somehow this became part of his fetish and the game was basically to dangle my naked body on a line and see what sort of pervs we could pick up – while we were taking turns to chat and cyber with them we'd be talking and joking in private about the whole thing – i dunno it sounds stupid but for a while i was totally hooked. We found a 'woman' who enjoyed corrupting 'me' so much that she quickly went through our stock of pre-prepared images and move on to convince me to show my face and take all sorts of much more kinky ones – this got my friend the puppet-master, who now mostly goes by the name 'coach' on chatrooms, really into it again and between the two of them i was talked into taking pictures of myself doing all the most degrading things. This 2nd guy, i think he was called something like 'GentleGemma' in the chatroom, he absolutely loved making me do stuff i'd never done and pushing me ever further into the perverse world. I'd shaved my balls for the camera before but he got me to shave my entire body, this was a real big thing for me because it was something that'd be obvious to anyone that saw me in a short sleeve top or shorts but eventually they viv thomas trailer won me over and as i'd gone so far we made a special night of it and they guided me through plucking my eye brows, styling my hair, exfoliating and moisturising, practising posing and everything they could think to make me into a pretty little twink. The internet was still pretty shitty back then but i remember when we upgraded to something fast they made me go out and buy a webcam – quality was shit and the picture juddered especially if i was trying to send it to two people, of course the 'woman' made excuses never to turn hers on which amused me and coach greatly. It became a bit of a routine, every night i would do a little webcam show for the two of them jerking off two or three times while cybering or being ordered around.. It got to the point i'd have my tea at six then go to my room and strip off for the webcam performing until two or three am. To solve the connection issues i was convinced to broadcast on one of those videochat sites, probably stickam first. Coach who had never stopped trawling chatrooms with my images and videos invited lots of people to view, he'd given up the pretence of finding men pretending to be women and was getting off on whoring me out to pervy gay guys – he really loved hearing them talk about all the dirty, humiliating and painful things they'd do to me if they could... you can imagine then that just how intense some of those ten hour sessions were! of course i never had to leave the room for anything, if i needed a piss then all the better – at the very least i'd have to pee in a glass and drink it, normally they'd want me to do some strange upside down pissing all over myself and my bed routine then watch as i licked and sucked my duvet clean. On top of this my original friend had developed a fetish for making me exercise – in the mornings i'd go on webcam for him and he'd tell me which exercises to do, normally he'd only be watching in a little window while working or doing other stuff viv thomas nude but the second i started to slack he'd be on at me forcing me to do other things or issuing punishments and suchlike... When i was done he'd make me film close ups of the sweat and pose flexing, mostly he'd demand that i jerk off during the session edging the whole time and trying to keep hard until i'm done, then he let me cum as a reward. I'm sure you've already established in your head that this was not a particularly healthy period in my life, physically i was in amazing shape and emotionally i was having a brilliant time but spending three hours in the morning and ten at night barely leaves enough time sleep enough to have the energy to do it again, working and studying as well? nah.... oh and my 'thing' was laying naked smoking big fat joints while the cum dried on my chest, so not only was i smoking an eighth a day during my jerk off sessions but also i got talked into buying some Es to do during a performance [which ended up lasting the entire weekend and literally blistering my cock], this led to people want a repeat performance, wanting to see me on coke, on mushrooms, and etc... So this kinda wavers for the whole summer, at least two weeks a month i'm spending every hour jerking myself, fingering my ass, dripping wax on myself, rubbing ice over my skin, or whatever it is they want to see... It's hard to explain why i was doing pretty much anything they asked me to, it felt good actually, like i was the beneficent beauty giving them the thing they desired.... Over the winter i didn't go out much so it basically just ended up me naked for days on end covered in cum – some days old before i washed it off. I'd sleep naked on top of the bed with the camera on, one i even tied my legs spread and slept like that because someone wanted to see, i don't think they even stayed around to watch though. My friend Coach was pushing my profile wherever he could, signing up to gay dating sites as me and adding my pics to every single porn sharing place he could with tabs back to 'my' [his] email address and promises of being the most willing and sluttiest twink available... There were a lot of people who came and played once or twice, a couple that'd come back every week or so and a rare few that got enamoured enough to have a week or two fling – normally they'd start out interested and excited by the prospect i'll be their toy, they'd play around with me for a bit and after they've watched me jerk myself four times in a row until i'm in a near coma of post orgasmic pleasure – that was my main trick, the first time people played they'd be amazed how long and hard and frequently i could cum – generally i'd be jerking myself for most of the evening session, unless someone had some soft-cock fetish or something. While i was jerking and in pauses they'd have me doing all sorts of things, tieing my cock and balls up or stretching my ass hole with the biggest toy i can find – one i could never quite get to grips with my had to perform a few times is sounding, it took three days of the group convincing me before i was brave enough to slide a knitting needle down my japs eye – it felt fucking awful, nothing pleasurable at all beside the profoundness of pulling it out with my thumb marking the depth and proving it'd gone right down to the very bottom of my urethra! Ball busting was another of the things i generally tried to avoid after someones desire to see me dropping my work boots onto my balls resulted in an excruciating amount of pain – so much so i had to stop the show and lay there clutching my bruised bollock and groaning – of course i kept the camera on, if i'm going to suffer might as well let anyone that wants to watch enjoy it... Don't ask how i managed to figure it out but somehow it just clicked one day, i had a sherlock holmes moment – i was spending by this point now often fifteen or more hours a day laying around naked watching straight porn and jerking off while sometimes upto dozens of guys perved over me and told me how to pleasure myself... This i realised during one ejaculatory haze this was not entirely how i'd expected to live my life and i started to doubt it was what i wanted either... This private conversation about my heterosexuality i had with Coach somehow turned into a group discussion about how to turn me gay, there were about eight guys that'd been around for a while who were really into this and another five or so came when they talked about it with their friends – for a while our little club was pretty much dedicated to getting me to watch gay things while i jerked off, describe gay fantasies and chat about things like sucking cock and getting bummed... Let's be honest the case for me being entirely hetro was never very strong to start with and after a month of pretty constant gaywashing i found it as easy to jerk watching a twink get fucked at both ends as watching anything else – i'd always jerked to my own videos but jerking to other men was new to me. I learnt how to hunger for cock, or pretend to at least – this game of teaching me how to be the ideal gay sextoy really took over and as the months rolled on i got better and better at talking, acting and pretending to be the horniest, filthiest, most willing little bit of twink ass possible. Eventually it came round to them wanting to watch me getting used by a real person, by a bigger and older dom, that was the ideal we'd all been working towards apparent i'd been trained to be the ideal gift for a big hairy bear to break in – this sounds really stupid and i've deleted a few attempts at saying it but truth be told i really wasn't into this whole thing any more, it was getting dull – i'd seen just about everything anyone could do with a willing webcam slave and i was growing more convinced i wasn't even a little bit gay, yet i felt obligated to these people that'd been so involved for so long i kinda rebekah teasdale felt like i owed them this. So it transpired Coach had made dating profiles on uk meeting sites with my pictures and knowing only i was in the south-east of england he'd found a load of guys that matched his tastes and were eager to meet – i might have been far in but i wasn't mad, after all the things i'd put myself through and the people that'd taken a turn using me i knew all too well that i had to be a bit more careful. So i decided to pick the person myself, somehow i felt that if i was doing this rather than just going with whatever he said then it proved i was still in control of my life or something – unfortunately it didn't work out as intended, i was no where near as good at chatting to people as the master of manipulation... eventually I ended up chatting to a big hairy fifty something with a huge beergut, if i was selecting the person myself then i kinda felt i should outdo their expectations – we chatted a bit and i elms viv thomas played my role as well i could, it turned out he was incredibly perverse and very dominant. When i shared a few choice quotes of his and a picture of his big fat cock hanging under his huge belly the group were really excited and we spent probably a solid week fantasising and planning. contin... urbonosto-ik [1 comment]