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Serving the Country

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by Nudball I was one of those non-existing contacts goverments are keeping up as their diplomatic contacts are broken. If anything happens my own government denies any connections or knowledge of me. I had been smuggled into the country two nights ago and been waiting to be taken to secret negotiations with their prime-minister. Our contact picked me up in the middle of the night from the small cave where I had been hiding. He asked me if I still had the passport and told me it would be safer if he had it. We reached the small poor house in the countryside where we were to meet. I hadn’t been able to wash for days, or shave, and in that cave a big hole had been torn at my trousers at my left leg just under the pocket down under the knee. So every time I sat down my knee was peaking out of that hole. "I wish You could have had a more comfortable entry in our country," the minister said as we shook hands and he let his eyes walk down my dirty and torn clothes. "No problem, we need this meeting," I said. The negotiations went on for hours. Sometimes we couldn’t agree but often we were able to find some solution. I caught the minister some times looking at my exposed leg. But I didn’t pay much attention to that. "Fine, I think we both have some good information to bring back to our presidents," the minister said signing he was ready to leave. "It has been a pleasure to see You, hope they always would send contacts like You." I smiled understanding he wanted to be encouraging and polite. We had to wait some hours after the minister left before my contact got his car and we drove off. "Hey, I need something to drink. Do you mind if we stop somewhere?" Needing something myself I agreed as we saw a local bar. It was small and rather dark inside. He got me a coffee. I opened my eyes. There was a dirty ceiling. I felt I was on a bed. I tried to get up, but fell back, one more try – but the same result. Then I understood my wrists were cuffed to the posts of the bed above my head. I shook the cuffs to open them without success. The noise must have drawn some attention and the door opened. My contact entered the room. I was relieved and asked him what had happened. "You had a coffee and some more." "Knock-out drops?" "Exactly, you were so content with the day that you didn’t notice." I asked him to help me out of here. "Well, I think you are good where you are." He grinned. "Let’s say this is all about money." "What? You get money to help me." "Yes, one third in advance, one third as you enter the country and one third as you return. I already have two thirds. Suppose somebody is paying me another two thirds to sell you to them. The choice isn’t difficult." "WHAT? Sell me?" I shouted. He sat down on the bed, his right hand just under my left pit and the other at my right side, looking me into my eyes. "Think you know that it is strictly forbidden for men to suck or fuck each other in this country. That law is written just for citizens. It is perfectly legal to do that to a foreigner. And that has increased the market for foreign men. They are sold to please others." "I’m not gay. I have a family to take care of. Let me go." "Good – straight foreign men are the ones highly valuated." With that he started to unbutton my shirt sliding his hands up my chest. "Very nice, very nice." as he ripped the shirt of my body. His hands explored my chest, arms pits. And he started to unbuckle my belt and unbutton my pants. "Stop, you cannot do this to me! I said STOP this. The government will find me." I sobbed : My family needs me." "Do they really. If you don’t return your government can do nothing to get you back. You know you are non-existing. That’s why your family will be financially supported better than you ever can be able to. You know that." He got me. It was true. I was alone cuffed in a bed with a man undressing me. There was nothing I could do. As he pulled down my pants I closed my eyes in an effort to escape what was happening. He started to lick my feet. It was strange – I’ve always been ticklish but he licked them in a most sensational way. I started to breath heavy. At the same time his hands went up my legs. I didn’t know I had that many erotic spots at my legs. I groaned. He looked at me and smiled. He went on licking my thighs. I couldn’t help the "Ahhh" slipping out of me. "You like this don’t you?" he said. "No, --- let---- me ----go." I whispered between the ahhhs. "Well that one seems to tell something else." He said looking at my fully tenting boxers. And there was already a wet spot on them. His hand went up my chest, tugging my nipples, the other one fast slowly massaging my tighs. He bent down. Licked my nipples and started biting and tugging them. All the time his hands were finding the erotic spots at my body. And my cock was throbbing, and leaking. Didn’t even know I had that much pre. His hand went down to the waistband. "Yeah. Take them off!!!" I whispered "You want me to take the boxers of?" He asked. "YEEES." With my permission he slided his hand inside took my balls in his hand, squeezing them. "Aghhhhh, ohhhhhh" And pulled my boxers down. He went down and I felt the heat as he was blowing at my sack. That was amazing. It turned me on even more. The heat went to my cock. He didn’t touch it at all but started to play with my balls. "Oh no....Yes....fuck." I was totally concentrated on my crotch, nothing else existed. I felt my dick in a marvelous glory, my filled nuts. "Please, jerk me off, take it, play!" "You want me to jerk you till you cum?" "Yes I need to, do it." The choice is yours he said and took my shaft in his hand. His wanking was as skilled as everything else he had done to me. I just felt I was nothing more than my cock. I enjoyed his hand wrapped around my meat. It wasn’t private any more. I wanted him to have it, to do it, to use it. "I’m cumming...ohhhh!" A huge load erupted, first spurts up my nose, second at my chest and stomach. As I had cum he got up opened the door and said: "We are ready." The prime- minister entered the room. I was emabrassed. He checked me from top to toe. "I’ve been looking forward to seeing more of you ever since you exposed that beautiful leg of yours. It’s a pity the your good diplomatic talents are hided in such a beautiful body. Our governments will never have such good results and now they won’t even get to know what we agreed." With that he asked me: "Who wanted to take your underwear off?" "I asked for it," I truthfully answered. He marked it on some kind of form and continued: "You have been spurting your spunk. Did he force you or did you ask him to do it?" "I wanted him to jerk me off." The prime-minister smiled: "Perfectly legal. According to the law, a foreigner that asks a citizen for help to take of his undies and to jerk off is applying to be used by men in this country. If you hadn’t asked for it you would have been taken to the border. Your application is accepted." I was shocked. I had made myself into a bitch. The prime-minister handed my contact an envelope containing money saying: "I must say you were skilled persuading this foreigner to serve this country. I will have a lot of personal use of him."

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