A few weeks ago, I was drugged and kidnapped by two women. I was tied down and sexually used by both of them, then released. One morning I picked up the newspaper and saw an article describing what happened to me. Another male had reported to the police that he had been sexually forced into intercourse by two provocative women, then drugged and dumped off.
I knew I had to learn more about what happened to this man. I had been angry and confused in the weeks since this encounter. I had to clear my head of this incident, once and for all.
I tracked down this man and found out where he lived. Without calling first, I went to the apartment complex where he lived. I knocked on his door, He asked without opening up, who I was.
I said, "another Cobra victim, please open the door."
He opened up and ushered me into his place. His name was Robert, tall, with dark black hair that fell to his shoulders, quite handsome actually. I explained my circumstances were similar to his, and I needed to find some answers as to why this happened.
He asked me to show him first, before we went any further. I worked as a stripper at a dance bar, but I felt a bit embarrassed to drop my pants in front of him. I undid my belt and and pulled down my trousers and underwear.
My cock had been tattooed with a picture of a hooded cobra, a menacing viper. Robert then followed suit, pulling off his pants, exposing his cock to me. He also had a tattoo of a cobra, but with different colored ink. Robert was smaller than me but well hung nonetheless.
He lifted his cock and brought it close to my own, to compare. When he did so, our cocks brushed together. It was if sparks had flew, as they touched. I stiffened a bit. I wasn't into men, so I thought, but there was a bit of sexually tension that had been released.
I didn't know what to say at the moment, but Robert broke the tension further. He got on his knees and took my cock in his hands. I wanted to pull away, but I was glued to the spot. Robert then brought my cock to his mouth and began to lick my cockhead.
I don't know what happened to me, but I let him taste me. I actually pushed my cock into his mouth deeper. No words were spoken just then. Robert had my balls in one hand and his other hand was drawing me into his mouth.
He was sucking furiously, he nearly had all of my nine inches inhaled down his throat. I was groaning and making noises, I told him to take all of it, suck my cock all the way to the root. Robert didn't need much encouragement. He was biting my cock, flicking his tongue all over the crown, then he sucked as much as possible.
