First time male sex party slave!

Finally taking the plunge to be at everyone's mercy.

I'd only been attending sex parties for about 8 months and attended 5 in that time but it felt like a lot longer. No doubt because of all the things I'd seen in that time. Every event seemed to give me a 'wow' moment that left me both intrigued and aroused in equal measures.

Every party had left me less inhibited than the last as my evolving curiosity had fuelled one new experience after the next. All except one that is. One that had peaked my interest from the very first one. The designated slave. The one guy happy to be tied up and used for anyone's pleasure.

He was always a different guy. The first guy I wondered how someone could expose themselves to that but as I saw different people volunteering for the role I had wondered how good it potentially could be.

This curiosity had built to a point where I genuinely felt it was something I needed to experience. Something that had originally left me wondering was now something I simply had to experience. I feeling I finally felt strong enough about to message the organiser after previously mentioning I was considering it. The message I sent was simple, 'It's time, let's do it'.

A nervous energy ran through me as I pressed send. I still had a few hours to reconsider, I always had the option to change my mind. No, I knew I wasn't going to do that. I knew it was now or never and if I didn't now I'd just carry on wondering.

Later that evening, but still quite early, I arrived and knocked on the door. "Hi!" my host said, smiling with a glint in his eye.

He led me to the room and opened the door. I was more than familiar with this room. I'd always visited it every time I'd attended a party, however, it felt different as I knew this time it would be in a different capacity.

I saw the bench, or whatever you would describe it as, and expected to be led to it but instead was pointed towards the post that ran from floor to ceiling near the other side first. "Don't forget you'll be here first."

Until this point I didn't know that anyone who volunteered for this room had a different proposition awaiting for them the first time. He explained how everyone whose first time it is must observe first. The logic being that after a spell watching first it would give someone a last chance to decide if it really was for them before they 'took the plunge'.

I kind of felt there were other reasons for doing this too which I could understand if true. From simple teasing to giving people an audience. I was curious about either so more than happy to comply.

I then thought back to the couple of times I noticed someone when I'd previously visited and just put it down to different people's tastes but now I knew the reason.

He told me to strip completely except my underpants, I duly obliged. He told me to get on my knees facing away from the post and as I did he pulled my ankles to behind it and tied them together.

He then asked for my hands and proceeded to tie them behind the post too. He then put a gag in my mouth and blindfolded me. "I'm guessing you're fine?" he said as I assume he saw the bulge in my pants to confirm so.

He then used one more piece of cloth, what felt like a scarf and put it around my neck and the post and softly tightened it keeping me upright firmly in position.

"That ok?" he asked.

"Mmm" I groaned through the gag.

"Right, I'll be back in a minute." came the reply.

A few minutes of silence passed. I was still processing the situation and how I was likely to feel about what was inevitably to come.

The silence was broken by the door opening, I heard two people walking in who I assumed to be the host and the first slave. I heard one of them getting undressed before I heard a mounting noise like someone softly climbing onto wood. Slowly followed by the distinctive sound of something, or someone should I say, being strapped to something.

Then the door opened and someone left. A few moments of silence gave me the opportunity to process the situation I was in. Naked, tied up, blindfolded next to what I'm sure was another guy even more naked than me, also tied. All I remember looking back was how exposed I felt. A small part of me saying to myself that this was where curiosity gets you.

A small voice in my head asked myself would I rather not be here. The same voice excitedly replying in my thoughts how that definitely wasn't the case.

The door opened again and whoever it was swiftly moved into action as I heard a zip being unfastened, trousers being dropped to the floor slowly followed by a gratifying groan as I assumed he had entered the willing slave who remained quiet.

The motions soon became quick and frantic as the giver audibly reached a climax in what had seemed about 5 minutes. He then pulled his trousers up and re-zipped as quickly as he had undone them and left. The end of a very emotionless, albeit gratifying encounter.

Within a few minutes the door opened again but this time I sensed the new occupant stop by me. They reached down into my pants to grab what was now my rock hard cock and stroked it in my pants and played with the end lubing their fingers with my precum.

He then took his hand out of my pants, pulled my gag just enough out of my mouth so he could put his fingers in. I knew he wanted me to lick the taste of my own cock off so I happily obliged.

I hadn't expected to be involved this early in proceedings but just as I was savouring it he took his fingers out and put the gag back in my mouth.

"Mmm, I'm definitely coming back to you later." he said as he walked to the other side of the room.

He seemed to take his time more and savour his experience with the slave, a style I preferred. I'm not sure if it was that or the attention he'd given me in the foreplay which made it much more alluring.

It seemed to go on for about twice as long as the last one. At least it felt like it or maybe it just felt longer as I eagerly anticipated the end to see whether I'd get another impromptu tease. Shortly after he finished, zipped up and left. Briefly grabbing my hair and giving it a firm ruffle on the way out. He knew he was teasing me, I wondered if he knew just how much.

The next two 'Master's' came in and took their turn. From sound alone it seemed similar to the last encounters. As the latest left the contemplation the following silence gave me leaving me time to consider what came next.

I thought that I was left in this position as one last chance to consider whether it was what I would really want but the longer it went on I thought maybe it just served to tease anyone long enough to make sure they are as willing as possible by the time the opportunity came. I certainly felt I'd got there either way.

As the next guy had come in and quickly got to what he wanted I thought about how I would feel after this many men had ravaged me. I then realised I was thinking more about how it will feel rather than if I would go through with it. I knew I was ready.

Coincidentally, shortly after the host came back in. The first I knew of this when met with a warm "So how are you guys getting on?". I knew exactly why he was asking.

"I think your time is up." he said to the slave.

"Aww, really?" came the disappointed reply.

"Well that depends." he said while taking the gag out of my mouth.

"You still want this?" he said to me.

"Definitely" with a willing nod I said, the speed of my agreement surprising even me a little.

The other guy was unstrapped and left. I was also untied, the blindfold coming off which left me temporarily blinded by the light as I got accustomed to it. He held me to lead me over to the bench after telling me to remove my pants. I assumed the position.

"This not putting you off?" he said as he tightened up the straps around my ankles keeping my legs apart.

"Don't make me beg for it." I said through a nervous laugh. He finished with the straps on my wrist keeping my arms stretched below my bent over body. He lifted the gag back up onto my mouth and gave my ass a playful slap as he left the room.

And then silence, this was it. No more observing, no more teasing. Just bent over with no idea when or how it was coming.

It turns out I didn't have to wait too long as the door shut. I knew what to expect from the previous hour but was taken by surprise as I heard someone kneel behind me and I felt a tongue go deep in my ass.

I guess he thought now would be the best time to go down on me before I'm throughly used by any other takers. I wasn't complaining.

He knew exactly how to arouse me as he used his hands to spread my cheeks even more than they already were.

He spent a few minutes doing this but as much as I enjoyed it a big part of me just wanted more. I didn't have to wait long as he stopped, grabbed the lube, rubbed plenty in my hole and thrust his cock deep in me.

I let out an almighty groan. The culmination of all the teasing and waiting had made me as sensitive as ever. The feeling of the straps keeping me in position only intensifying the thrill. This wasn't the hardest I'd ever been fucked or the best but all these circumstances made it better than any other time.

The fucking seemed to last less than the rimming but I didn't mind. Not that anyone around cared for my opinion at that moment. The feeling of being used like a piece of meat all part of the ever increasing fun.

He soon left and the next guy came in. "Damn, I wanted you first!" he said. I instantly recognised the voice, it was the guy who'd teased me earlier.

There was something about this guy. As he slowly played with my ass with his hands and then stroked his cock teasingly around my hole I could tell he got off on teasing me and getting me horny as fuck. Which I was definitely doing.

He reached around and pulled my gag down again. "Tell me how much you need cock." he said while he put two fingers in my mouth again. I had nothing to lick off this time but still sucked on them like I'd ever done giving my best head.

As he drew them out I whispered "I need cock more than I've ever needed it in my life."

With that he knew he probably couldn't get me anymore excited and thrust his cock unannounced into me. I must have had enough lube already on he didn't need any so the first I knew was when his cock was all the way in. He had the length and girth you'd expect from a guy as confident as he was.

Every thrust he put in slowly but almost all the way out before thrusting back in. Every groan telling him how much I loved it.

Then he pulled the gag back up and tightened around my mouth before grabbing my hair and pulling it with every deep thrust.

What started out as sensual sex had now become more firm and raw. I could tell he needed to fuck me as hard as possible as he looked to cum. I had learnt from previous experience that when I need to I really can take a hard hammering so I was more than happy to take it.

Shortly after he let out a satisfying groan as he pulled out and came all over my ass. I could feel him rub it in as he felt my ass again. I half expected his fingers in my mouth again but it never came. Which I found slightly disappointing as I know I'd have taken it willingly.

He left and for a short while there was a silence which gave me time for contemplation. I'd done it. I'd been used. I'd been nothing more than someone's piece of meat, someone with no care for whether I enjoyed it and it felt hot as fuck.

The next guy who came in was more down to it straight away but was not as big as the other guy. It still felt good to feel him in me and he made no attempt to communicate with me as neither did the next guy.

This being the fourth guy who had used me in the last fourty minutes had left me desperate to cum and while I hadn't expected to without having my cock serviced I was surprised to find myself on the edge of it.

This guy was thick more than long but knew exactly what to do with it as he held both my hips and fucked me with a rhythm that left me groaning as loudly as my gag would allow me as I came hard with one particular deep thrust.

He knew I had cum but hadn't finished so just carried on regardless. I didn't blame him, my ass was there to be used no matter what and he carried on until he too came to a loud, less stifled groan.

Not long after he left and the host came back in. "How was that? " he said. "Had a few takers, I noticed" he said through a smile.

"Thought I'd been the taker, personally" I said laughing as he untied me.

"Right, I need a blowjob!" I said and walked off to one of the other rooms to a dry laugh from the host not knowing whether I meant to give or receive one. I was probably hoping for both.