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My Diary

DiaryGuy

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Hello Diary Readers:
	I am a 20 year old college student in the Midwest. 
I'm a predominantly heterosexual male with a
girlfriend, although lately I have been having
fantasies of sucking dicks and of being jacked off by
other guys.  I would never want to fuck or be fucked
by a guy, but I still wouldn't mind having a sexual
experience with one.  I am also a bit of an
exhibitionist.  I have never written an erotic story,
although I have thought about it many times.  The main
purpose of this diary is to record the events I wish
may have happened to me in my past (or possibly the
future).  I'm fairly submissive and therefore many of
these scenarios revolve around that.  Please email
diaryguy2000@yahoo.com with comments so that I know
whether I'm wasting my time or not.  So please, read
on:


Part 1 of ?

Dear Diary:
**************************************************
	August 20 - Today I was able to finally find cheap
housing around my school.  I had been working at the
garage when I was telling a customer how I was
distressed that I couldn't afford anything close to
campus.  Gene, another guy waiting in line, said he
could help.  Gene looked to be around 55 - 60 years
old and he had a full grown yet neatly trimmed gray
and white beard.  I thought I could trust him.  
	He explained that he had a room in his home just a
few blocks from campus that was vacant now that he had
finally cleaned it out.  He said he would put me up
for $25 a month if I would agree to help him out with
chores around the house. (He said he had arthritis and
it hurt him to do certain things.)  I couldn't believe
my luck and we set it up so that I can move in next
Saturday before classes start.  Thank God!
    	August 23 - I moved in with Gene today.  His
house is fairly large with 5 bedrooms and a huge front
yard.  I didn't know it, but apparently Gene's son
lives with him too.  He's 31 years old and works for a
consulting firm of some sort.  He was very nice and
polite to me and welcomed me into his home.  My room
seems to be in the center of everything though. 
There's no door on it right now because it is being
painted and I there are still a few boxes in the room
so I'm a little cramped.  But oh well. If this is the
worst thing that I have to put up with, I'll have
nothing to complain about. 
**************************************************
	August 24 - I got up this morning and took a shower
as early as possible because it's one of those open
shower stalls like they have at school where anybody
can come in.  I asked Gene about it and he said that
this home used to house people that worked on the farm
next door and so it had to accommodate many people.  
I was out of the shower by 7am and walked upstairs to
my doorless room.  As I was getting dressed, Gene's
son Jack walked by on his way to the kitchen and saw
me getting dressed.  "Were you able to use the shower
ok?" he asked while I was standing there naked.  I was
completely embarrassed because not many people have
seen me naked in my life, yet Jack acted as though
nothing was bothering him.  "Um, yeah...   thanks"  I
said, trying to cover up my crotch area.  
"Well, if you have any questions, just ask" said Jack.
 After I got dressed I went to the dining area and
fixed myself a bowl of cereal.  By now everybody was
up and I asked Gene what he needed me to do today. 
"Oh, I just need some firewood chopped before it
starts to rain later today."  Well, it ended up that
it started to storm before I was halfway finished so I
stayed outside in the pouring rain trying to finish it
for this nice guy who was helping me out.  I finished
as quickly as I could, but I still was soaked by the
time I got into the house.
"Wait right there, Mark."  Gene said to me.  "I just
recarpeted this house and I don't want it all wet. 
Take off your wet clothes and leave them here on the
porch to dry please."  I understood that he didn't
want to get the floor wet, but why couldn't I just
tiptoe to the bathroom and change my clothes there?  I
mean, I wasn't ALL that wet!  So I took off my shirt
and wrung it out.  Gene just kind of stood there to
make sure that I did it, I suppose.  "Are your pants
wet?"  he questioned.  So I ended up having to take
off my shorts which left only my underwear and socks. 
This was COMPLETELY more than I wanted to show this
old man.  Yet I couldn't say no because he has/had
been nice to me.  
"Your drawers look wet too."  Uh!  I couldn't believe
he was going to make me take them off too!  I was
beginning to wonder whether this was all worth it. 
"Um sure, but can I have some privacy maybe?"  I
asked.  He then replied that it was no big deal and
that I didn't have anything he hadn't seen before.  He
even called Jack over to ask him whether he thought it
was a big deal.  Of course he said "No" and then they
both stood there and watched me slide my underwear
down.  
"You must be cold"  Jack said with a smile, referring
to my scrotum shrinking in the wet, cold weather. 
"Please, I just want to get some dry clothes on" I
mumbled.  And then they both just followed me with
their eyes as I walked inside and went to my room.  
***************************************************
August 26 - Well, today was the second day of classes.
 It doesn't seem like it's going to be too tough a
semester so maybe I'll actually have some free time.  
I talked to a girl named Karen today.  I couldn't
believe she even talked to me because she was so damn
fine!  In fact, I was so horny after talking to her
that by the time I got home, I was semi-erect.  Gene
and Jack were supposed to be gone buying some supplies
for my next project (re-surfacing the driveway), so I
went to my room to "release the pressure" that had
been built up from talking to Karen.  So I was yanking
off on my 6" hard-on when I heard the guys pull up.  I
was too far to quit so I tried to finish up jacking
off.  Just as I was coming though, Jack walked by my
room (which has no door, dammit!) and saw me cumming
onto a paper towel.  
"Oh we have a wanker on our hands, do we?" he smirked.
 I quickly tried to hide the evidence, but it was too
late.  "Back when I was a kid, my dad would spank me
so hard when he caught me jacking off that I would
quit doing it for months at a time.  But then some
doctor told him that it was healthy for a boy to flog
the dolphin - so to speak, as long as he didn't do it
too much.  So then my father made me ask permission
whenever I wanted to do it.  And I'm afraid you're
going to have to live by the same rules while you're
in this house son."  
"But I'm almost 21 years old!" I protested.  "And I
don't even have a damn door to my room that I'm paying
rent for." I said.  I thought this would be a good
argument, but then Jack said with authority "yes, but
you pay only $25 a month to live here.  Try to find a
place like that somewhere else!"  He was right I
thought, but somehow it didn't seem fair.  "So either
you ask next time, or you find someplace else to live
- you got that?"  
"Yes sir."  I said humbly.
**************************************************
August 30 - It has been a few days since I've written
last.  I've been so busy with school, homework, and
fixing things around this house that I haven't had
much time to do other things.  I wonder if Jack was
serious about the whole masturbation thing?  Surely he
wouldn't throw me out for something like that.  I know
that he told his dad about the incident because Gene
joked about it yesterday.  "So I hear you had a little
talk with Jack the other day.  Don't believe that I
was THAT mean, because I usually said `yes' when he
asked to touch himself."  So I guess he may have been
serious.
**************************************************
	September 2 - I was caught masturbating again!  It
was only the second time that I had jacked off in this
house and yet Gene managed to walk by my room right
when I was doing it  L  "So Mark, you didn't believe
us?  You better pack your bags and be out by this
afternoon.  I can't have someone I don't trust living
here" Gene growled.  "I'm so very sorry Gene!  I
didn't think it was a big deal, I swear." I pleaded
because I didn't want to be homeless.  "I'll do
ANYTHING to make it up!"  I begged.  
	"You know that 25 years ago, I would have spanked
Jack silly for betraying me like this.  It's the only
way he would listen to me."  Gene explained to me. 
"Hmmm, what if I were paddled, would that make up for
it?"  I was hoping.  
	"Take off your clothes."  Gene immediately ordered. 
I was hesitant at first, but I knew it was the only
way to appease him.  "Your underwear too."  So then I
took off my white briefs and held them in front of me.
 "Quit covering yourself, you need to be humiliated as
well.  Jack!  Get over here."  When Jack came in Gene
said "Jack, I'm too old to offer the discipline Mark
here needs, so I need you to do it for me.  But I'll
stay in here and watch to make sure it's done right." 
I was completely humiliated.  All I wanted to do was
go back to my hometown and curl up in a ball and not
face the outside world.  My dick still had some bounce
to it and it wobbled as I walked to the other side of
the room.  
	"Now you do everything that I say and you'll get to
stay, otherwise you're out of here."  I agreed and
Jack made me bend over a chair so that he could get a
good look at my ass.  Then he took off his belt and
gave me 20 licks with it.  I didn't think it was so
bad, but the worst thing was that two guys were
looking at my naked body and were TRYING to humiliate
me.  I couldn't believe it.  After Jack was done, I
said "Geeze, that kinda hurts."  Then Jack explained
that that wasn't everything.  For the next 30 minutes
I had to open my window and lie face up on my bed with
my legs spread in the air so that anybody who came
close to the house could see my balls and asshole.  I
couldn't believe it, but I was a little turned on. 
For about half the time, I had a full erection. 
Luckily though, nobody came by the house and the only
people who saw me were Gene and Jack.  I hope nothing
worse happens...  (to be continued)

diaryguy2000@yahoo.com



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