Hanging with others

I was 16 years old and had been hanging for about four years and loving every minute of it. I'd gotten into getting ready to hang with clothes on, attaching myself to the hook in the middle of the ceiling, slowly stepping off the chair, then while hanging, and moving the chair to where I could barely reach it. Then while hanging, I take off my shirt, then my sneakers and socks, and then my shorts. I got into putting a mirror close-by to watch myself hanging. Then I'd slowly pull down my underwear and hang naked. It was really magical.

I'd hung for a school chum of mine a year earlier when I was 15; he was 14. While that was fantastic, he and I didn't get much time to do that anymore. I'd been waiting for someone else to pull the chair out. There's something about being totally helpless, hanging helpless until someone gave me the chair back.

That opportunity came when I was dating this neighbor girl of mine. She was into everything kinky. I remember one time she stripped down to her underwear in an elevator we were riding in. We were 16 years old! What was she thinking??

I told her about my hanging and she was out of her mind. She couldn't wait for me to show her, so I took her right to my room. I was too embarrassed to be in front of a girl naked, so I stayed dressed. I set everything up, hooked myself to the ceiling, and told her to take the chair away. She did and oh, my!

I hung for about two minutes before she got the idea and started taking my clothes off as I was hanging there. Another two minutes went by and suddenly, I was in my underwear. It took her another four seconds to rip them off and I realized this was really happening.

She knew what was about to happen and put her hands cupped under my erection, and as quick as she did that, I shot this huge load into her palms and up her arm and I was gyrating all over, hands flailing around, legs kicking, and I was moaning, groaning, and grunting and then just like that it was over.

My arms and legs just hung like a rag doll. I was completely exhausted. My head hung at my knees.

I opened my eyes and her palms were at my face, full of my cum, being proffered to my mouth.

I pulled my head away, but she insisted.

The belt dug at my waist and I knew I had no choice.

I opened my mouth and licked her palms, swallowing every last droop from her cold, spiny fingers.

And then I felt her hands guiding my feet to the chair, felt her unhook me from the ceiling, and guide me to the bed. I crawled into a fetal position, and closed my eyes.

It was an unbelievable experience.