A Delicate Obsession Takes Hold I was very young when i started experimenting with pleasuring myself, and ended up realizing that sticking something big and hard inside my ass felt rather amazing. It was something that i couldn't stop thinking about, i wasn't even especially attracted to guys, I liked when they were gorgeous with smooth muscle brimmed bodies, but really I was only interested in their cocks. I always enjoyed being seen too, being a little dangerous. When i went swimming I'd always happily wander around naked, noticing those who noticed me. It was exciting to have someone stare at my bare little ass in the changing rooms, sometimes I'd walk right past them to make sure they looked and watched me dry myself off. I wanted to be hunted. So, when i turned 16 i had already been playing with myself, especially with the sex toy I'd swiped from an adult store i had sneaked into. It was thanks to this plastic beast that when i went to get a health check up, the doctors noted some slight bruising around my ass, and so, after asking a few questions (i vaguely answered) they sent me to see the surgical team to investigate. It was a month before i saw the surgical team, although it was just the department head Mr Black, and it seemed pretty standard. He explained everything very simply, that they were concerned of possible trauma, that may have happened, but they weren't sure where from (of course, i knew). He was a tall man, in his 40's, he was very masculine and i could tell under his shirt he was ripped. He could have been a model for the structure of his face and his graying hair. I always liked a guy who looked like an attractive man off of a factory line, that way i didn't think of him as anything but a body with sexual hunger. Very animalistic. But alas, i was worried he may discover my secret pleasures, and i wanted them to stay secret. "So do you understand what we are concerned about then Robin? …and then things took a turn
