The Hysterical Horse
by BonJovi102160

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This Particular story really happened to me personally, and as I think about it now. It was pretty intense, and erotic in it's nature to bad those men who I met back in 1981 are scattered about in other places in the country, because now I would follow then straight into hell if they lead me there

October 21st 1981 did go down in my memory, as the best birthday I had in my life. It was around five in the early evening when I entered a Providence, RI gay bar for a night of drinking. All I could remember was I had to walk down an alley to get to it, but it still amazed me that I could walk a straight line considering my head was flying already.

I had smoked two whole joints in the span of the day of celebrating, and just finished another one before my trek on to that particular St. with some guys from a leather bar I was just at while there I purchased a pair of tight leather shorts, and a vest from the party they were holding for some RI action committee. In any event here I was on this exceptionally warm night walking into this bar from there.

Walking in wearing my sandals on my barefeet I suddenly felt the jukes boxes music hit me making me want to get up on there pool table, and dance. So after ordering three beers I guzzled them, and removed my sandals, and did just that upon the establishments pool table I was flying and really enjoying myself. Guess my exhibition was the talk of that street because more gay men could be seen filling into this bar.

In particular Six of them were so impressed in my dancing they asked me after if I would join them for a special celebration, and me being so buzzed, and wasted said yes to them. I forgot what time it was when we left the bar, but I know that where ever I was going now I had six escorts who could do all but keep me up trying to walk into the building that we entering now.

Since I was having great difficulty doing this simple thing of walking they lifted me up horizontally, and carried me inside of this building. Once inside they placed me down on a couch carefully after that I must have passed out because when I woke up I wasn't on the couch any more lying on my back.

Instead my hosts decided to remove my clothes which they had, after which they placed me kneeling on two leather boards being supported by to wooden saw horses.

Slightly bent up behind me I felt my feet being held in an ankle stock device of some kind even though I struggled to pull them forward I couldn't. My wrists were restrained also to what one of them said is a wrist stock. "Umm, Guys this has been a blast but, please don't hurt me I bruise easily." All that could be heard was laughter after expressing my desire not to be hurt by them because even though I was still stoned my body was exposed to them. "Pain . . . listen my friend, that isn't what were into. You see my friends, and I here are auditioning you for a special reason." I had no idea what reason he could've meant, but quickly I found out what. I suddenly felt a feather brush my right side of my body causing me to giggle hysterically, but that wasn't an accident rather but a beginning. With Two of men tickling my sides on either side of me, two Tickling my feet with various objects, the other two had strategically placed themselves under me.

I felt the first one slightly stroking my inner thighs, while the other man was jerking me off enough to expose my uncut cock then the sensation of the feather tickling my cock caused me to become instantly aroused sexually that the two men underneath me saw, and indicated it to there friends who each took a look.

Hours upon hours my nude body shook about trying to escape my voice was horse from laughing hysterically, after being released my ravenous hunger was unstoppable. When I saw the six of them standing, as naked, as I before them.

After drawing straws each of my six captors had there way with me in an unbridled lust that's how sexually turned on these men had made me during there six hours of ticklish torture. Believe me the rest of this night was an orgy for me one I still never get tired of thinking of.

To bad those guys aren't around today I sure could use another ride on that hysterical horse... Let's Ride Pilgrim!