All Comments on 'Chain Gangbanged Ch. 01'

That was intense! Sex was hot and the language was flawless, so no mistakes to take away from the pace. I'm eagerly awaiting the next one of this. Soooo good!!!

I'd love to see more

So awesome! So happy there's another chappie :D Love the primordial fuck! Nothing hotter!

I love your stories!! They always get me so horny and my asshole dripping and begging for a big cock to get rammed deep inside!! I would give anything to be in some of your stories! PLEASE keep writing them!

LOVE this story, like all of your stories!! I just wish it was me bent over and having that huge cock slammed into my burning fuckhole!!!

very good story, looking forward to the rest of his stay in prison.

I have tried gay sex a few times. (Strictly bottom) and work my hole most nights with a dildo. I would love to be in this situation. I related to your MC. To be forced to take a cock in your mouth or in your ass, removes the guilt and in turn heightens the pleasure.

You are very articulate, as I will also attempt in this response. I am responding here to provide some insight into gang-banging from my own life experience since it is on your mind.

My journey enjoying being gang-banged is very different and I am now much older than you. Between the ages of 20 and almost 30 I was in a 10 year relationship with a slightly older man who was in medical school when I met him. He taught me most of what I learned about gay sex. We lived together. HIs cock was very big in diameter at the base with a much smaller diameter at the tip. His total length was seven to eight inches. He would use my butt on most days, and often during both morning and night. He loved to be insertive and I came to trust him a lot. Since he was in medical school and became a doctor while we were together he understood a lot about anal sex safety with lots of lubricants and how to drive me wild with anal stimulation. I cared about him and learned to really like having him inside me daily. I often would long for him inside me even with our daily predicable sex. We used many positions and I was more than happy to accommodate new ways of taking him in me as he wished. If I would think about him during the day I'd often get an erection thinking about what we had done together and the smell of him sweating during sex. I'd become great at cleaning myself out often in the evening, knowing what was in store for me at bedtime. Going to sleep with his cum in me felt really good.

The spiked quality of his cock was great as he would penetrate me easily and then wedge me open for lots of pleasure. His cock also had a curve that made my prostate area sing when I was on my back. Our repeated activity took a toll on me after about four years. I developed a tear in the outer part of my anus. Since he was a doctor in residency at the time he was able to get me surgically fixed with an additional modification to my sphincter by a surgeon. This allowed me to have a larger opening yet still have plenty of muscle control. It improved our sex life a lot because i now had a greater range of muscle control and could take the thick size of the base of his cock more easily. After a few minutes inside me I had great control over making it tight or loose for him.

When the relationship ended in year ten, I longed to have this specific kind of regular sex. Being 30 and single was hard after knowing only this relationship for most of my adult life. I missed him in many sexual and emotional ways, and did not feel emotionally ready to be in another relationship but still had immense sexual needs. At times I would obsess about just having any man's cock inside me. I just wanted raw sex and was really afraid of emotional intimacy. My respect for HIV kept me in a constant state of frustration over health risks of being a passive partner in gay anal sex though I very often thought about being gang-banged.

The biggest initial problem with getting gang-banged was that I wanted only men I could choose to do it. The notion of letting anybody in a bathhouse use my body for their pleasure was not appealing. It was also really important for me to "see" who was pounding me so that we could have face to face contact during sex. I loved watching my partners' expressions when they had the ecstasy of ejaculating inside me. So I went for several years with a select group I created of between five to nine men that I enjoyed sexually. I had personally only found two of them. They then found others I came to like. Half of them were really young and they would often take two turns and were very verbal about what they wanted to try with me. I kept it playful. I would always try to take the young ones first because they generally would always came fast. The difference between this kind of sex and my daily relationship sex for the decade prior was profound. I was very accustomed to having simultaneous orgasms with my partner during our ten years together with pretty much once or twice a day sexual activity, as he would usually ejaculate inside me about exactly when I ejaculated. We never used condoms the entire time we were together over that decade. Conversely, in a gang-bang it is really important to use condoms though it is really not as much fun no matter what side of the latex you are on. Extra lubricant became really important, and making sure all my men had the condom on all the way down to the base of their cock shaft if they were going to put it all inside me. Anything over eight inches was off limits for me. It is not fun to have the ringed ridge of the bottom of a condom constantly rubbing on my sphincter. When everybody ejaculates inside a condom there is no lubricant inside you from the last guy who ejaculated in you like in porno movies, so lots of lubricant is essential to keeping it safe and fun for everybody. I know of many men who became HIV positive from being gang-banged without using condoms. Having all that cum inside your butt is cool to think about but never worth the risk.

More importantly, and simply put, was the mental transition for me with regard to neglecting one's own cock when servicing many men with my butt. I found during the first penetration it was often helpful to stimulate my own cock. But invariably as the shift of focus becomes my profound desire to feel many men inside me, I would eventually just go limp with my cock flopping as I was repeatedly pounded with me legs spread and held in the air. My legs were mostly held up and pulled back by the men who were either waiting for me or were done already. My completely anal focus on sex was a sensual longing that became addictive for me quite rapidly. Quite literally I did not care about my own orgasm when being gang-banged. After an evening with eight to twelve penetrations I felt overwhelming sexual satisfaction and yet would often never ejaculate myself. If needed I would just privately jerk off thinking about them afterwards when everybody had all left. The ongoing feeling left in my butt after so many men in me was really satisfying. I would do sphincter exercises often before and after the gang-bang events, and enjoy the sensation which I believe the French term which when translated means, "well fucked." That feeling could last for days. Was a sex addict?

I would also always had a small buffet for my men to eat along with wine and beer in real glasses and dishes (not plastic) using lots of healthy fresh food for them. I set it up with the sex on a heavy duty massage table in a spare bedroom where they could adjust my height above ground for their desired insertion effectiveness. It was a very heavy electric massage table that was perfect for gang-banging. I stayed away from slings as I tried one once and did not like the instability of it.

The group was almost entirely single gay men except for one who was married to a woman. He was truly the most sexually vigorous and most difficult to ejaculate quick of the group. He knew I wanted him toward the end of our gang-bang sessions and would often show up late. Sometimes I had to ask him to stop after ten minutes or so and would jerk off on top of me. Over several years the group evolved with some leaving and others invited to join in. Those added were by my invitation and were always referred by others in the group. I would always meet them privately before they joined the group. The usual time was early Sunday evening at my place. Rules were that I was the only one being a bottom and that everyone had to feel comfortable with ejaculating in me or on me at least once during the evening. I had it set up so that I could suck the cock of the person who was next in line before they entered me. Mentally it was really nice to get them more aroused with a little oral sucking before they got the condom on and lubed up. That also allowed me to get a good vision and feel of their cock that was going inside me next. I would ask them if they wanted a loose or tight butt, and "try" to give them what they wanted as best i could. It was my impression that some of them would also get together elsewhere at other times to explore each other with anal sex, but I would never ask. Most importantly I tried to make it all light and playful which worked to have many of them reliably come over on Sunday for the "GB event" as it came to be called. Having the GB event on the first and third Sunday of every month was perfect for most of these guys. Occasionally somebody would show up on the wrong Sunday evening. If I was home and in the mood I would accommodate them after cleaning myself out for them.

From a sexual standpoint I really began to wonder if one man could satisfy me ever again. In my twenties I thought I wanted a monogamous relationship and had one to which I was dedicated. If anyone had told me that I would be doing gang-bangs at my house in my early thirties I would have told them they were crazy. During the monogamous relationship that took up most of my twenties I was groomed as a receptive sex partner and became very proficient, especially with the surgical modification to my sphincter to enable me to make it looser and tighter with greater range when needed or requested. I can honestly say I had no real desire to ever insert my cock into anybody else.

Through it all, continence has never been an issue, but the "profound" longing to have sex by making myself a total bottom seemed to be just who I was destined to be in life. On several occasions the GB event had several men who just would not cum fast enough for me and it monopolized me in a way that made others a bit unhappy, including me. If they could not fix this problem they were asked to leave by consensus. They usually fixed the problem or just jerked of if i did not want to be pounded by them any longer.

The most profound thing I can say to anyone who is headed in the gang-banging direction for their sexuality is that you have to be safe. That means knowing something about your partners, and having their respect, in addition to giving them what you know you both want. In the long term I believe that this kind of bottom oriented gang-bang sex can be highly addictive especially if you are doing it with a group of men you generally trust and enjoy sexually. You get to know their bodies well and their expressions when they are in ecstasy in addition to something of their personalities. That becomes special but it is not the basis of any kind of relationship outside the GB event. Most of these men were committed to being single and did not really have much potential for a committed relationship in my opinion. They had a "catch it when it is around" view of sexual conquest. The GB event may have been nothing more than a reliable release for many of them, which was nicer than the bath house because it was more relaxed, more personal, and very predictable.

It became clear to me after being gang-banged by the group several times every month that it was also not a sustainable thing as I was aging into my thirties though I looked like I was in my twenties. I went to the gym and kept a 28" waist with my height of six feet and always looked a little buffed, but not hunky with any highly developed muscles. My aerobic exercise was mostly distance running. I was the all American boy, blue eyes, tall, skinny, and blond with short hair. a few Asian guys and one black guy (married) were a big part of these events. It became a joke that I would take the Asians first.

I also discovered that if there were more than eight of nine men doing me on an evening that I could sometimes just go numb in my butt. When this happened I would stop because it became almost impossible to feel connection with the cock inside me or the person driving it. Only once did I turn someone away without them doing a load inside me or on me. Fortunately he came back to the GB event and I let him have me twice during the next gang-bang event. He was really nice, gentle, and very sexy to me. He came to a lot of the events during his college years.

After several years a new man came to our Sunday gang-bang event that was referred in by someone who thought he might enjoy me on a regular basis. By then the GB event had boiled down to about five to six steady guys. I really did not want to do marathon events any longer. I knew my body well. This young man was clearly not experienced sexually and about 15 years younger than me, which was about the outer limit of age difference for me in the group. Oddly,we became friends and started to actually do "dates" which was a foreign concept to me. In his innocence I found someone that I really respected and cared about deeply across our generational gap.

Now I am well into my 60's and he and I are monogamous partners for almost three decades. Like a reformed addict, I know the highly addictive power of being gang-banged by a lot of men on a regular basis. It is not love, but rather a profound sexual itch that one can cultivate easily into an obsession that is not easily satisfied. If you go down that road it is very important to be safe and take care of yourself to protect yourself from sexually transmitted disease as you develop this aspect of your sexuality. It is hard to do sometimes but you have to do it. "You" should provide the latex condoms and lots of the lubricant you like the most, and take the extra effort to know the men with whom you share your body for your mutual pleasure. If they don't want to make the effort to do things your way or are not forthcoming about themselves for you to feel comfortable they are not generally a good option for having reliable safe insertion sex with you. I also never could handle smokers.

So... I have told you all this because you have recently discovered the joy of anal sex and I undoubtedly needed to write this because I never have spelled it all out before.

Liked it.Some guys just ask for a 'dicking'

Sexy story with great descriptions!

No jail on the United States would put someone sentenxed to 30 days on ANY work detail for ANY reason.