Male dancer's erotic history: bondage and rape

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"Hello!..." A man's voice came through the phone. It was Zhang Feng, whom I called Xiao Zhang. Xiao Zhang was twenty-five years old. I met him two years ago when we were traveling together in Hawaii, as we were fellow travelers. After chatting a few times, I learned that he was also a male prostitute. "What's up? Is there anything I can help you with?" I had to plug one ear with my finger to hear him; it was too noisy on the street. "I need your help with something. It's too noisy over there. Let's talk in detail when we get to my club!" "
Following the address on the business card, I found the 'Friday Club' where he worked. It was located on the fifth floor of a commercial building on Hennessy Road in Wan Chai. On the surface, it was decorated as a mix of bar and nightclub, but in reality, it was a gathering place for male dancers who catered to lonely men. Basically, they accepted both male and female customers. Once a customer had his eye on a muscular man, they would agree on a price and then go out together to find a room for some fun. At that moment, because it was still early, there were only four or five customers.
Xiao Zhang led me into the lounge and got straight to the point: 'The tour guide from the travel agency just called and said that one of the Japanese tourists in his group wanted to find something exciting tonight and asked if I would be willing to do it.' I was puzzled: 'Why don't you go and meet him? Ah, perhaps you've had too many customers today and can't handle it?' He said: 'One-on-one is more than enough, but he wants to play with two men and even wants to do bondage and rape, so I need your help.'" "I said, 'No problem, but I've never tried this kind of perverted game before. I'll really need your help to bring things along!' He patted his chest confidently, 'Leave it all to me! To be honest, tour guides often get referrals like this, but this time it's a threesome with men.' I don't care if my clients are male or female, as long as they don't sleep with me and are willing to pay.
We went to a hotel in Causeway Bay according to the address the tour guide gave us, found our room, and rang the doorbell three times with the pre-arranged code. A handsome, slender man poked his head out and mumbled a few words in Japanese. Judging from his expression, it seemed like he was asking, 'Who are you looking for?'" Without a word, Xiao Zhang placed the purse in my hand, then pushed open the door, scooped the boy up in his arms, and slammed the door shut with a bang after I entered.
Xiao Zhang then tossed the struggling Japanese boy onto the bed; the soft mattress bounced him up and down. Before he could settle, Xiao Zhang leaped and pinned him down. The boy yelled and struggled, pushing and shoving Xiao Zhang. I rushed to help Xiao Zhang, standing on the edge of the bed above his head, grabbing his wrists, pulling them apart, and pinning him to the bed, immobilizing his upper body. Seeing he couldn't break free, the boy kicked at Xiao Zhang, nearly knocking him off the bed in the chaos. Xiao Zhang lifted himself up and pressed his legs firmly against the bed, making him look like Jesus on the cross, in a Y-shape. Lying on the bed, utterly defenseless, his chest and abdomen heaving as he panted, he was completely at our mercy.
This gave me a chance to examine him closely. He had medium-length straight hair, smooth, clean-cut skin, an oval face, delicate eyebrows and eyes, naturally pink lipstick, and a small silver earring on his right ear. He looked to be under twenty. He was quite a handsome young man, with regular features and smooth skin. His chest, flat yet slightly muscular, heaving with his breath, was a rare sight among Japanese boys. His calves were a bit short and thin, typical of Japanese men, but his thighs compensated for this. His earlier struggles had lifted his kimono, exposing his thighs to us—snow-white and smooth as lamb's fat—which amused me greatly. I couldn't wait to reach out and pinch him.
Xiao Zhang straddled his calves, grabbed his robe's belt, and yanked it open, revealing his slender, toned physique. He was wearing what appeared to be underwear—a long, white blouse used as a makeshift cloth—and his beautiful, muscular body was suddenly exposed. He started yelling and shouting, so I quickly untied the knot in his blouse, ripped it open, and stuffed the entire strip of cloth into his mouth. The room immediately fell silent. Xiao Zhang then took over, holding his wrists down, and instructed me to get some rope from his bag. Together, we flipped him over, making him face down on the bed, and tied his hands tightly behind his back, turning him into a lamb to the slaughter. With
his hands bound, getting down became easier. I lifted him slightly... Xiao Zhang grabbed his robe and pulled it down, revealing his two mounds of flesh jiggling in front of us. He casually tossed the robe to the ground, and we each grabbed one of his legs, spreading them apart to expose his engorged penis. Apparently, his penis had already become erect from our rough handling. His pubic hair was sparse, and his scrotum was as clean as a ripe peach. As if by unspoken agreement, Xiao Zhang and I pulled his legs apart even wider, forming a perfect split. His entire lower body was suddenly distorted; his gluteus maximus was stretched open like a gaping mouth, revealing the internal structure. The shape of his anus was altered, revealing the bruised red skin around his anus, contrasting sharply with the twisted, dark brown labia above his vagina—a striking contrast. Xiao Zhang licked two fingers. He thrust the needle straight into his anus. With each thrust, he groaned softly, his body arching and jerking back—whether from pain or pleasure, I couldn't tell—and trembled several times. Ignoring his reaction, Xiao Zhang continued thrusting in and out, almost tearing the tender skin from his anus. Seeing I had one free hand, he told me to slap his buttocks, the harder the better. I thought to myself: Crazy! Who likes being spanked? But I didn't have time to think it through, so I did as he instructed, slapping his flesh with all my might.
A series of slapping sounds followed, and countless handprints appeared on his snow-white buttocks, crisscrossing, bright red, standing out starkly against the white flesh. After dozens of slaps, even my palms were numb, but with each slap, he let out a groan filled with masochistic pleasure, enticing me... I couldn't stop myself from continuing. At this moment, his penis, stimulated by Xiao Zhang's fingers wantonly playing with his clitoris and my palms slapping his buttocks, was engorged and red, reaching an unbelievable erection. His penis, thick and hard from the engorgement, was sticky and erect. The vaginal fluid flowing from the glans soaked the peach-shaped head, creating thin, white, spiderweb-like threads between his lower abdomen and the tip of his glans. The rest flowed down to a small tuft of pubic hair at the base of his penis, wetting the soft hair and making it sticky. His penis wasn't long, only about thirteen centimeters, but it was very thick, probably five or six centimeters in diameter. And there was an abundance of vaginal fluid; if it weren't for its transparent color, one would really think he had already ejaculated.
At the junction of the penis and glans, as if by magic, inside the thin foreskin, the penis... The pink, round head protruded, like a sprouting seedling gradually breaking through the soil, stretching out further and further, trembling incessantly. Xiao Zhang knew the Japanese guy had aroused him, so he intensified his efforts to extract even more of his arousal. Besides inserting two fingers deeper and deeper, he also massaged the base of the scrotum with his thumb, occasionally gently teasing his testicles, making him tremble and shake as if possessed, his spine covered in sweat, his upper body rising and falling, his calves and toes straightening like a ballet dancer.
His buttocks grew redder and redder with each slap, the individual finger marks indistinguishable, a pale red, slightly swollen patch. The delicate little opening, with Xiao Zhang's fingers inserted, opened and closed between the muscles, spasming incessantly. On the ring of tender skin at the opening, the radiating wrinkles, like chrysanthemum buds, formed a smooth, funnel-shaped deep pool, seemingly large enough to... I was inserting any cylindrical object thicker than the base of Xiao Zhang's middle finger. My hand ached from hitting him, so I stopped slapping his buttocks, moved my middle finger to his engorged, burning glans, smeared it with his precum, and smeared it around his anus. Then, imitating Xiao Zhang, I inserted my finger into his hole and began thrusting in and out. Under
the combined molestation of Xiao Zhang and me, his body arched further and further back, bent like a bow, his chest high, his lower abdomen supporting his entire weight. He made constant whimpering noises through his nose, his head shaking like a drum. His penis, like a hard drumstick, swung with great force, pounding hard against his lower abdomen, making a slapping sound. Beads of precum, the size of soybeans, splattered from his urethra onto the bed. I thought, if his hands weren't tied behind his back, the sheets would probably be torn to shreds by him right now.
It was really funny. When we slowed down the thrusting, his chest gradually slumped down, pressed against the bed, and he was breathing heavily through his nostrils. But when we suddenly sped up, his chest would rise again, trembling and arching backward, completely under our control, like an electronic toy we could manipulate at will, which amused us immensely. Then Xiao Zhang turned around and took out an electric vibrator from his bag. We pulled out our fingers and used the rubber strip instead, stretching his anus wider and wider. The sphincter gripped the rubber strip tightly, and when it was pulled out, the tender skin at the opening was also pulled out, forming a half-inch long pinkish-white sheath.
We released his legs, which were spread wide, grabbed the knot behind his back, and lifted him up, making him kneel on the bed. Perhaps his legs had been spread for too long, they were a little numb, and it took him a while to bring them back together. Xiao Zhang quickly stripped off his clothes, revealing his erect penis, which was nodding repeatedly as it searched for a hiding place. He gave a wink, signaling that I should also take off my clothes. He then pulled out the vibrating dildo, grabbed his own 21-centimeter penis, and thrust it straight into the Japanese man's anus without a word. Due to the previous stimulation, the Japanese man's anus was already relaxed, and Xiao Zhang easily shoved it in all the way, the whole process completed in just two seconds!
The Japanese man's body suddenly stiffened, as if unable to withstand Xiao Zhang's sudden attack, his thigh muscles trembling violently. With another powerful thrust from Xiao Zhang's pelvis, the Japanese man collapsed onto the bed. Xiao Zhang pulled the knot in front of his chest, his posture as graceful as a jockey reining in a wild horse. The Japanese man was immediately pulled so that his chest was thrust forward, his buttocks protruded, and his back was horizontal, perfectly aligned with Xiao Zhang's penis inserted into his anus. Xiao Zhang instructed me to tightly bind the vibrator to the boy's penis. I brought the rubber glans of the vibrator together with his own, then tied the base of his penis to the vibrator with a rope. Because the vibrator was much longer than his penis, the vibrating beads were pressed tightly against his scrotum. I then turned on the vibrator, and it immediately began to rub against his penis, making a buzzing vibration. The Japanese boy was greatly stimulated and probably wanted to ejaculate, but his penis was tightly bound, preventing the semen from flowing out. He could only tremble. In addition, Xiao Zhang tightened the knot and thrust his hips, repeatedly pumping his penis into the boy's anus. The violent impact made the two red mounds of flesh on his buttocks shake violently, producing a deafening "slapping" sound. As a result, the Japanese boy's originally fair face turned a deep red.
I had already stripped naked and jumped back onto the bed, ready to team up with Xiao Zhang to tame this wild Japanese horse. Xiao Zhang glanced at my crotch, his eyes widened, and he suddenly exclaimed, "Ah! So you're all shrewd! You've got such a powerful weapon hidden away. No wonder you're in this line of work." I smiled, didn't reply, stood in front of the Japanese guy, and pulled the cloth out of his mouth. He immediately cried out, "Wow…! " He let out a long cry, as if releasing a long-held urge. How could I let his mouth be empty? Before the cry even stopped, I shoved my pounding penis into his mouth, thrusting it in forcefully until I felt the head touch his throat. "Ugh...uh..." A moan escaped his nostrils.
I grabbed his hair with both hands, shaking his head back and forth, letting my erect penis slide in and out of his red lips. The head, like the tip of a giant pillar used to strike a bell, pounded against the fleshy mass hanging from his throat, back and forth. His small mouth was stretched wide open by my hard penis, unable to close properly. Saliva didn't return, but instead dripped down the sides of his mouth, mingling with sweat and gathering on his chin, forming a string of foamy drops that swayed back and forth with the movement of his head.
Xiao Zhang and I echoed each other, working together to... Overwhelmed, his penis, pressed tightly against the vibrator, trembled incessantly, perhaps due to the rapid vibrations of the rubber strip, or perhaps because of the pain of his semen throbbing against his vas deferens as if about to burst. A large amount of vaginal fluid soaked both the vibrator and his penis, splattering everywhere like rain from the vibrations of the rubber strip. His hands, pulled back by Xiao Zhang, caused his buttocks to bulge, enduring Xiao Zhang's relentless thrusting, almost torn in two. His mouth was stuffed full of my massive penis, making it hard to breathe; he was suffocating, tears streaming down his face, his eyes wide and watery like saucers.
We tormented him for a full twenty minutes, fearing he would suffocate, before I finally pulled my penis out of his mouth to let him catch his breath. Xiao Zhang continued to thrust relentlessly into his anus. Seeing me stop, he pointed to his bag and said to me: There were a few thin ropes inside. Take them out and tie them tightly around his neck and chest, the tighter the better.” Seeing my suspicious look, he added, “Don’t be afraid, they quite like this stuff.” After I took out the ropes, Xiao Zhang reached out from behind and helped me lift his upper body. I then wrapped the thin ropes around the base of his neck several times and pulled them tight. The delicate skin of his slender neck was deeply indented by the ropes. After I had done this to his upper body, I even “gave him a bonus” by tying the two ends of the remaining rope to his nipples and making a tight knot on each one.
Seeing how well I had done it, Xiao Zhang couldn’t help but praise, “Ah Long, well done, you’re really clever. Come on, let’s have some fun together!” He then leaned back and pulled, and with a "whoosh," the Japanese guy was pulled so hard he landed on his lap, Zhang's penis completely buried inside his anus. "Double dragons entering the cave?" I asked in surprise. No way, one finger would kill me, how could I possibly withstand Zhang and me's two big, powerful "weapons"? After all, we make a living from them. Seeing my hesitation, Zhang frowned but laughed, "Why are you so hesitant? He's paying us to play this kind of game, so he's definitely not some virtuous woman. He's probably played double dragons a lot, right? If you don't move, he'll look down on us Chinese!" "Hearing Xiao Zhang say that, a surge of nationalism welled up within me. Remembering the atrocities the Japanese devils had committed against us Chinese, a sudden urge for revenge seized me. I no longer pitied this descendant of the Japanese. I pushed him back forcefully, causing him to lean back, his penis erect, causing the vibrating dildo attached to his vagina to point forward. I gripped my 23-centimeter-long penis, pulled the foreskin back all the way, and positioned the glans at the junction of Xiao Zhang's and his anus, then thrust hard. It seems Xiao Zhang is quite experienced; this little Japanese devil must have been played with like this often, although the sheer size of both our penises made it difficult for me..." Insertion was a bit difficult, but with a thunderous scream from the Japanese kid, I managed to push the entire 23 centimeters of my penis in.
Once it was inside his anus, it felt like a fish in water. With each thrust of my hips, my penis moved in and out of the warm, moist cavity, pressed tightly against Xiao Zhang's penis. It was strange; I'd never felt anything like it before. Pressing against Xiao Zhang's penis, I could fully feel his presence—his hot, hard shaft, the bulging glans, the veined shaft, every protrusion, every indentation, even a small bump. I could feel it all clearly through my penis; the sensation was even more intense than using my hand directly. The caresses needed to be real and specific. Xiao Zhang was looking at me with a dazed gaze; it seemed we felt the same way. As we thrust in and out of each other's rectums, the friction between our glans and penises brought us incredibly close, allowing us to feel each other. We felt like the best comrades-in-arms, fighting bravely together on the battlefield. It was like two powerful rifles attacking together, or like two thick iron rods of a juicer, squeezing everything out. The soft yet tight rectum of that Japanese man became Xiao Zhang and me's best playground, where we frolicked.
Seeing me thrusting so passionately, Xiao Zhang naturally wouldn't stand idly by; he used both hands to... He lifted his penis high, thrusting wildly, his movements echoing my rhythm. Our scrotums collided and overlapped, the Japanese man, one sword against two guns, was no match for us. Besieged from both ends, his penis tightly bound to the vibrator, unable to release, he could only guzzle copious amounts of semen, utterly helpless. He could only tremble and shudder, his mouth screaming hoarsely, uttering a series of meaningless but ecstatic cries of "Ya..." "Ah..." "Wah..." Without needing a translator, I understood the meaning of this international language: the Japanese devil had been utterly defeated by Chinese kung fu; we had fucked him half to death, bringing glory to the Chinese!
We thrust in and out over a hundred times in a row. He had almost completely drained his precum; there was no more lubrication coming from his urethra. His entire penis, the vibrator, and even my lower abdomen were soaking wet. His cries grew weaker and weaker, turning into panting heavily. His legs trembled so badly that he couldn't support his weight at all. If it weren't for Xiao Zhang supporting him, I think he would have collapsed onto Xiao Zhang's stomach. I had been so focused on thrusting frantically that I hadn't noticed his chest. Now, due to the tightness of the string, blood flow was restricted, and his chest had turned a purplish-red, swollen and hard. His skin was covered with dark blue veins resembling tree roots, and it felt as solid as two planks of wood. His nipples were as large as dates, erect and hard, now purplish-black, standing tall and proud, with a ring of small, round fleshy bumps around their tips. The tender skin was taut and glistening. His glans, now incredibly dry from being exposed to the wind, combined with the relentless stimulation of the vibrator, had turned his penis into a red-hot iron rod pressed against my lower abdomen, causing a dull ache. I
had never experienced such a blood-pumping scene before, and the Japanese man's rectal contractions, more intense than any female orgasm, sent waves of hot blood rushing to my penis, making it incredibly hard, the glans swollen as if it were about to explode. Summoning my remaining strength, I was determined to conquer the Japanese man beneath me, to bring glory to my country. My left hand encircled his slender waist, my right hand gripped the thin rope tied to his nipple, pulling as I continued my assault on his rectum. Together with Xiao Zhang, we launched another unstoppable assault.
Finally, I decided to let this sickly Japanese man go. I reached out and loosened the knot binding his penis and vibrator. The vibrator fell onto the bed, and I flicked his glans hard with my index finger. The Japanese man then trembled violently as if struck by lightning, uttering weak, incoherent moans. His penis began to swing uncontrollably, and a large amount of foul-smelling, whitish semen shot out from his urethra. "Shoot" might not be the most accurate word; it should be "spray," as its force was comparable to a firefighter's spit or a high-pressure fountain. Normally, it should ejaculate in waves, but because he had already experienced countless orgasms during my and Xiao Zhang's play, all of which were constricted by his vas deferens, his "ejaculation" was a continuous, uninterrupted spray in all directions. Due to his position, most of his semen sprayed onto us, but some also landed on our faces, hair, the bed, and even exaggeratedly onto the floor, walls, ceiling, and Xiao Zhang's hair. The amount was so large that it was like a rain of semen, wetting everything and making everything sticky and slightly rough. Some even landed in my mouth, but I still wasn't used to it, so I spat it out.
He completely collapsed, overwhelmed by countless orgasms, barely breathing, his body limp as we thrust into him at will. He had no strength left to resist, only the muscles in his anus retained a little remaining strength, mechanically opening and closing, twitching continuously while holding our penises. The tingling sensation in my glans had reached an unbearable point. The sucking of his rectal wall and Xiao Zhang's vigorous friction intensified the pleasure, igniting a spark of orgasm and pushing me to the peak of sexual ecstasy. Suddenly, my brain and glans went numb simultaneously, my lower abdomen burned, and every nerve ending in my body throbbed. My rock-hard penis bounced and throbbed inside my rectum, ejaculating stream after stream of semen, filling the still-twitching rectum. He felt as if a surge of vibrant heat was rushing into his burning uterus. As if waking from a dream, he mustered all his strength and let out a long cry of "Ah!..." to welcome the semen baptism, before collapsing limply into a heap of flesh.
As I ejaculated, Xiao Zhang deliberately increased the speed of his thrusts, adding to the already intense pleasure. This not only amplified his orgasm but also allowed me to experience the indescribable tactile sensation of him amplifying the friction during my own climax. After I withdrew my softened penis from the Japanese man's rectum, Xiao Zhang pushed his limp penis, which was lying on his stomach, to the side, making him lie face down on the bed. Then, he climbed onto his back and continued his unfinished work in his anus.
While wiping my body and genitals, dripping with filth, I stole glances over. I saw that the Japanese man's buttocks and penis were already red and swollen, but the urethral opening was still slowly leaking the last of his semen, blending with the bright red flesh of his buttocks. His anus was swollen and distended from our teasing, completely different from what it had been at the beginning. It seemed Xiao Zhang was nearing his end. He closed his eyes and thrust wildly, his ferocity suggesting he was determined to burst the Japanese man's anus. Xiao Zhang's buttocks rose and fell like a raging storm, the impact causing his body to sway back and forth.
Suddenly, Xiao Zhang straightened his legs, his muscles bulging, and thrust a few more times with all his might into the anus. Then he pulled away, turned the Japanese man around, and squatted on his head, gripping his penis and stroking it vigorously. He then gritted his teeth, shuddered a few times, and a stream of pale white semen shot out from his glans, continuing in seven or eight spurts before stopping, covering his face. The Japanese man's features were a mess, covered in puddles of sticky semen.
When Xiao Zhang and I came out of the bathroom after showering, he was still lying motionless on the bed, dazed, letting the semen flow from his vagina and face onto the bed. However, every now and then, his whole body would shudder violently, as he processed the life force that Xiao Zhang and I had poured into him, ruminating on the aftershocks of his orgasm. I thought to myself: This disintegrating body will probably take several days to recover; at least for the next couple of days, he can forget about going sightseeing with the tour group.
He 'll have to stay in the hotel for a few days.

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