Dinner for Four

Fantasy of being devoured by four males becomes reality

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On a hot August evening I was exceptionally aroused and decided to 
contact my masseur for a typical rubdown session. Frank had the 
time and I had the inclination so the phone call was made and he 
was available. I stripped down to nothing and climbed onto his 
table which had an extended head support to aptly service the 
masseur while being massaged into shear delight and final release. 
Frank began with my shoulders which made me feel like a million 
bucks and I, being 35 in fairly good shape, began to feel the 
tingle of my cock rising as his strong hands did their wonder. 
Frank was in his usual mode, nude, which only enhanced the scene 
and I was wallowing in the mood. Finally he moved his body to the 
headrest on the table and without a word he slipped his 8" penis 
down my throat and I thoroughly enjoyed the taste of his meat. 
Suddenly he backed away and leaned down to my ear and asked, "tell 
me your most intimate fantasy". The question caught me by surprise 
somewhat but I thought for a second and said " I'm not sure you 
really wish to know, because it might upset you greatly". Of course 
he pressed the issue and I finally exposed my most innermost 
desire. I related that for many years I wished I could find some 
guys who had the balls to take my body for their pleasure and feast 
upon me as a barbeque treat beginning with my sex and having me 
watch my manhood being devoured before finishing the rest of me in 
a merger of flesh and spirit. Frank stopped his massage and bent 
down to my ear and said quietly in his Argentinian latin accent, 
"such an scene can be arranged if you wish". I lifted my head and 
looked into his eyes and asked, "HOW?" He told me he had three 
friends that had done that before and would love to experience the 
scene again. My head spun with excitement and asked who they were. 
Frank told me very little except that it could be done at a remote 
cabin in Pa. near the NY border of Binghamton. I began to drool. 
Who are the guys involved. Frank said that Mike, the master carver, 
does the actual butchering and preperation of the meat. He is a 
doctor and part time actor and knows the anatomy. Mark is a 
handsome black dude, 29 years old, beautiful body, and hung like a 
horse. He is a computer programmer and loves to eat white ass. Paul 
is a stockbroker, about 52 with a little paunch and would be the 
first person to taste you raw...he loves to eat male parts. I said 
to Frank, "What is the plan?" Frank walked to the other side of the 
room, picked up the phone and I heard him ask Mike as to 
availability. Mike told him he would check and call back in ten. 
Meanwhile I was getting hotter and hotter at the thought and Frank 
asked me quietly (with his Spanish accent) "would you like to exit 
quickly of slowly. I stared looking directly into his eyes, I would 
love to enjoy the trip for as long as possible. He winked and said 
"GOOD!"  The phone rang and Frank answered, shook his head and 
turned to me and asked "How's Thursday". I replied "OK".  Thursday 
afernoon I put on my dungaree cutoffs, tee shirt and sneakers and 
drove to Frank's apartment. He opened the door and there he was, in 
leather shorts and top looking mean. I was swooped into the scene. 
I undressed and was lead into the bathroom. Frank then placed an 
electric shear to my fur, of which I had plenty of, and began to 
remove every hair on my body from my head to between my toes. He 
then shaved the remaining hair with surgical razors he obtained 
from his buddies at the nearby hospital. In his quiet strong voice 
he then told me to bend over and receive a heavy enema to clean my 
body before the ordeal, thus preventing a dirty situation. I 
complied and moaned and groaned as the water pumped into my gut. 
After a few minutes I was clean as a whistle and ready. The phone 
rang and we were ready to go. I was told to drive to a certain 
strip mall and park my car where I would be picked up by a green 
van. I did as I was told. I waited ten minutes when the van arrived 
and I got in. Frank was the only one in and driving. We were on the 
road for about three hours when we arrived at a turnoff and drove 
about three to five miles on an private road. Then I saw the cabin 
with a car parked out front. Frank made me undress and we entered 
the front door. There was the other three. Paul was on the floor 
hands and knees. Mark, the black dude, was deep in his ass and Mike 
the blond german was fucking Pauls mouth with a vengence. Suddenly 
they all yelled, Here's Dinner! and I walked in. Frank asked if the 
preparations were in order. All agreed and I was led outside to a 
small clearing in the brush. Stakes were in the ground and my 
fantasy now becomming a reality set in and I was as hot as can be. 
Mike the butcher asked me to lie down and I complied like a robot. 
In a flash my hands and legs were tied spread eagle on the ground 
and Frank whispered in my ear, the blood will seep into the ground 
with no trace. Do not worry. Frank propped my head on his belly and 
Paul who was going to savor my meat squatted between my legs. First 
Mark straddled my chest and placed his ass over my mouth. Frank 
told me to eat as much as I could. I plunged my tongue into his hot 
black asshole and tasted what I could. Before I knew it his ass 
began to quiver and his pink hole expanded. Frank told me that his 
shit was to be my last supper. With that his hole opened and I had 
a log of Mark's body in my mouth. Frank screamed, chew it and 
swallow which I obeyed. It tasted gritty and was hard like an 
crueller. My cock was as hard as steel and Paul began to savor the 
juice of precum. Since Mark was on top of me I couldnt see exactly 
what was happening, but I felt a ring being placed at the base of 
my cock which I reasoned would keep the blood in after the 
castration. Mark got up and then I saw the method, Mike placed a 
garotte of thin piano wire around my cock and balls with two 
handles on each end. The moment was arriving...Paul was slurping 
and biting into me and I was going to release shortly. I knew that 
the moment of release would seal my doom. My penis then controlled 
the entire situation as a began to enter the throes of my final and 
ultimate  orgasm. I closed my eyes and moaned...Frank spoked softly 
into my ear and and said "Give yourself up" I cried out "Please 
take me, EAT ME COMPLETELY."  With that I began to unload into 
Paul's mouth and then came the sound of Frank to Mike..."Take Him". 
Mike's arms and muscles flexed, as the wire was pulled taught. My 
manhood actually popped off my body into Paul's waiting hands. 
Blood squirted like a geyser from the hole left in my groin. I felt 
a pinch and then a burning pain went through my being. I screamed 
as loud as my voice could and the party began. I knew death would 
be close and I watched Paul slowly devour my balls one at a time 
with his eyes closed savoring the  taste and aroma. Then he placed 
the root of my penis into his mouth and began chewing and sucking 
inch by inch into his maw. I saw my meat being chewed and savored 
as he expressed the look of a sated animal as I watched myself 
being eaten. Soon I felt the tingling of my legs and arms as my 
life bled out and Frank began to eat my tits by carving them off 
while I was still alive. Death was nearing and I knew that at least 
I provided their fantasy and reality with mine. Finally, things got 
dark and I felt the hacksaw of Mike making steaks of my thighs and 
and the knives removing my arms. My last thought was seeing my 
torso on a spit being barbequed over the pit for the ultimate 
dinner for four.