He had a total twink body. He was thin but athletic, shaved everywhere, While I stood there waiting to get less horny, he had a look as if he was star...ving and my piss would be his sustenance. I started with his abs and chest and then moved up to his neck and face. We then began to take a shower, the shower started off uneventful. We took turns in the water, soaped up individually, and didn’t say anything to the other. That was until he asked if I could soap his back, I know how difficult it is. They picked me up,put me in the middle of the room and chained my arms up to the ceiling. They took turns using every whip in the room on my body. My tits were red and bleeding a little. I don't know what my back or cunt looked like but they hurt worst of all.One guy was really enjoying punching me in my gut, my tits, my pussy, and even my face.I had my tits bound up in rope as they took turns putting nipple clamps on me and seeing how far my tits could stretch out from my body. I had all this. She almost always took her top off at our place and would often grab my crotch or kiss Jean without warning, or any sense of embarrassment, much less any shame. She had even been known to corner me and pull out my cock before sucking it, but never finishing the job, often leaving me with blue balls for hours until Jean could take care of me. Her friend Beth was little better. At almost six feet she was the quintessential California girl, with the blond hair, blue eyes, and big tits. I had not. “It fits,” she said, smiling at me. “It really hurt when you went in, but it’s better now. I feel so full!” I was marveling in the sensation myself – it felt so warm and tight inside her. I could feel a squeezing sensation and it seemed to undulate when she moved or talked.It looked like Cathy had recovered, so I slowly pushed back and forth. The sensation of my cock sliding in and out of her felt so intense. Very different from when I touched myself. I could tell that Cathy was similarly.