I am a Bi-Sexual 19 year old man and had decided to get into the porn industry when I turned 18. After getting my friend to take a few sample photos of me (Just the usual soft core, me holding my dick, spreading my ass etc...) I went off to look for someone who might be interested in doing a photo shoot. One day when I was having coffee with one of my friends, it was actually the same friend who had taken the photos of me, a woman and a table across from me had overheard that I was looking for a photographer to take pictures of me in the nude, I told her that I was a bi-sexual male and would try anything once, that enthusiasm and my body to boot was enough for me to get an interview with a man that she recommended and that had taken pictures of her in the past. Well it’s safe to say that I aced the interview and for a view months after I was doing photo shoots of mainly posing, occasionally I did some masturbation stuff and sometimes they wanted me to actually do s shoot with a couple of guys but I always said no, with that said I’ll get on with the story.
I had woken up, showered, eaten breakfast and was heading out the door to the studio where I do all my photo shoots just as I do every other day, but something was going to happen this day that will my change my idea about self pornography for ever. People had always said that I was a prude or uptight about my body, even though I was in porn, which makes sense because even though I was attracted to both men and women I didn’t usually let them touch my body or touch their bodies. When I had gotten to the studio and walked in the door the photographer told me that they we going to do something different that day, I said okay and they proceeded to pull ropes and a gag and blindfold from a props closet. He instructed me to kneel on a bed that was on the set, they put 2 ropes around my ankles and tied them both to separate bed posts, and then they got a rope and tied my knees together before taking both ends and tightly brought them under the box spring and tied them the ends there. I was then told to lean forward and put all my weight on my fore arms then they tied ropes to my wrists and secured them at the last two bed posts, I really couldn’t move, I tried squirming, struggling, pulling, thrashing, and the list goes. They then grabbed the gag and blindfold constantly assuring me throughout the whole thing that they were only going to take a few pictures, once the blindfold and gag were on I heard the camera snap a few times and expected it to be a pretty short shoot because all the pics would be the same seeing as how I couldn’t move.
The camera went silent for a minute or two before I heard the photographer (of which I will now call Steve) speak up and tell me he was going to let me out of the restraints now… right after a few of his friends fucked me.
“WHAT!” I tried to yell at him through my gag.
