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Get on your knees and show your dominant the respect he deserves. It's what you're there for.

So now Jordyn the boifag understands he is owned and will get what he craved for... and also understands not to cross his Daddy and that if he steps out of line, he will be painfully punished. I am looking forward to seeing where @thescribe730 takes the journey, how is parents and friends will react, and just how broken Jordyn will become, and if it will still be called Jordyn now it is owned.

A prominent adams apple for some reason always trips my trigger. Beards, furry body.

a really painfully big one for me, but I was so fucking horny and had seen this man several times in a bar - he knew what I wanted and I got it, out back, he sent me this the next day

New phone # 323-641-5220

Excellent chapter!! I'm sure that was the first of many breedings over the next few weeks. Dan may have to start wearing a butt plug to keep all of that cum in him. I hope the fuck flu doesn't hit Dan to hard. Hard enough for him to know he has it but still carving more of the special sweet cum in his unprotected ass. I'm sure Rick might want to help Dan get those last negative loads out of his dick. I'd like to see Rick squeeze Dan's balls really hard to help get the negative cum out of Dan's balls . Dan Does seem to like some pain and having his nuts squeezed hard might confirm that.

Finally, the negative result and the positive breeding has begun and Rick has taken ownership. I wonder if Dan along the way will discover he is a pain pig as well as a poz cumslut. An excellent chapter @mancoco, and I hope we get to read many more as Dan's self understanding and being owned evolves 😈

I did suck some when I was young. But that was mostly just 2 kids experimenting. I started sucking cock in earnest again about 12-13 years ago when I was in my mid sixties. Since then I have sucked maybe 35 different cocks, some of them multiple times. Always looking for more!!

1) I took my lube and poppers in. I just kept them in my socks. That way it was easy access being blindfolded I could just reach down and grab them. Also, if you needed anything to drink the ranch hands were there to assist. The one that helped me was cool and helped me open and get a drink out of the water bottle while being in the sling and blindfolded. 2) I couldn't confirm if anyone had more action than anyone else with being blindfolded. I just know that the night I was in attendance, those cowboys were there to fuck. In the beginning, I believe everyone was being fucked. The ranch hands were there to make sure there were no lines on some broncos and non on others. The ratio was good that night. When it first started, every bronco was being mounted. 3) If you didn't get a sling, then you were bent over a picnic table. In the middle of the coral, there were multiple tables set up. Before the blindfolds went on, it seemed to be like 4 to 6 guys at each table bent over.

I totally agree, I can't figure out why it is hard for me to find men that want me to suck their cock. I have been told that I am a great cocksucker and never hesitate to swallow all the cum which all men love. On the bright side, I just did suck a guy off last week and he feed me a big mouthful of his cum.

Would love to find a greedy dom top breeder that would like to own me and pimp me out. I like to get used as an anon cumdump. You put the place and I provide the service. I don't live in Boston but I travel twice a year...

The fuck of his life ... for now

Good question. I know men who have had vasectomy taste different. Still yummy but not the same

For 5$ a pop I think the only men I'd be down to use it with are too hung for this type of apparatus.

Chapter 10 - Jordyn learns His Place. "In the back." The fat man called Lewis had barely glanced up at Jordyn as he arrived. He had just grunted those words and pointed a pen he was using at the door of the back room of the store. Jordyn had seen men go to that door before. He'd been pretty sure what they were going to do there. The implication was clear. He felt his heart beat a little faster, the blood pump through his veins a little quicker. He opened the door and stepped in. A bed which was really only a mattress and a sheet. Another door off to a little wash basin and shower cubicle. He clearly hadn't been wrong about the room's function. How many times had men come back here? How many times had that bed been used? "Been a busy little boifag ain't ya?" Jerome's deep resonant voice made Jordyn jump a little. He hadn't heard the door open behind him but he heard it click closed now. Then a second click as the older man locked it. "I hear you enjoyed yourself with Spice. Then I see you've been posting that fine little hole of yours all over the net. Why did you do that?" Because Spice told him to. Because she said it would help get him fucked. Could he say that? What if Jerome didn't approve? "I don't know sir." "Was it Spice's idea?" "No - um, it was my idea." Jerome gave his low quiet laugh and shook his head a little as if he couldn't understand just how stupid Jordyn apparently thought he was. The boy felt the color rise in his cheeks. "Covering for Spice eh - well don't worry because that girl can surely look after herself. Just be aware that I know when you are capping and from now on there will be consequences. You get me?" Jordyn nodded. "Speak up faggot." Jerome's voice was suddenly harsh and unyielding. "Yes sir, I'm sorry sir." "So I'll help you out. You posted those pictures because you wanted attention, you wanted to attract real men to fuck that little hole of yours. To turn you from a wannabe into a true boifag slut. Right?" "Yes sir." "Lose the clothes." Jordyn didn't hesitate. He understood his place and the fact he wasn't sure what his Master had planned only made him more excited. "Now then, let's see what you've learned." Jerome waited a few seconds until the young man was naked. "I see you got your cage on - that's good." He clicked his fingers. Jordyn dropped to his knees with his hands behind his back and his mouth open. "Very good," said Jerome. Watched greedily by the would-be boifag he opened his pants and pulled out his big Black cock. "You want to suck this faggot?" "Yes sir, please sir." The desire was achingly obvious in Jordyn's words. Jerome meditatively stroked his hard shaft a couple of times and then held it up so his heavy balls were obvious to the younger man's hungry eyes. Jordyn couldn't take his eyes off them - even if he had wanted to. "You know what they full of don't you bitch?" "Cum," said Jordyn. He felt his head in something of a whirl, his excitement almost too much to handle. He was going to get to suck that wonderful big cock, maybe even... "Dumb little fucker - think again." The little edge of impatience was back in his Master's voice. "Black cum," said Jordyn but he knew what this man really wanted to hear and quickly corrected himself. "Poz cum." "Thass right - you're catching on." Jerome smiled the closest to a genuine smile he had yet shown. "None of that medicated bullshit. This is the real thing. Enriched by HIV, the bug, the kind of premium load that makes the magic happen inside dumb little sluts like you. Keep that mouth open." He tucked his cock back into his pants and moved forward. Jordyn was confused but felt frozen in place. Then he saw the man hawk up a great mouth full of saliva and then drop it slowly down towards Jordyn's open mouth. The apprentice boifag struggled to keep his mouth open but it was slimy and disgusting and it tasted rankly of tobacco. Half way through he ducked out of the way and coughed and retched. Once he regained his equilibrium he looked up into a face of stern fury. "Listen up you dumb as shit little faggot. When I or my people are giving you something, anything, you fucking take it you hear. Spit, cum, piss, whatever the fuck they want you to take you take it and smile and beg for more. Get up." Jordyn got back to his feet - a little shaken by just how furious the man was. A dark hand whipped up and slapped the younger man across the face. It hurt bad! "You fucking get it?" The man snarled right into his face. "Yes sir, yes sir, I get it." Jordyn was almost begging the man now - fearing another slap. "Best you do," grunted the man, "you EVER disrespect me or my people like that again and you'll get a damn sight worse than just a slap. Understood?" "Yes sir," gabbled Jordyn and he felt tears in his eyes and on his cheeks. "Dry your eyes cry baby. There's a lot worse can happen to a dumb little femboy." Jordyn wiped his eyes, hung his head in shame and waited for his Master to speak again. "So I guess you've forfeited the pleasure of sucking my cock today. Let's see what else Spice tried to teach you." Jerome clapped his hands once. Jordyn looked at the man and understood. His hesitation was only momentary. He got up onto the bed on his hands and knees, presenting his naked butt to the man. "I know what you want faggot. I've read that post of yours. I can arrange that for you - if I'm interested in doing what you want. It's just that maybe what you want doesn't matter. Looking at that sweet little hole maybe I think it can't wait. Maybe I just want to fuck it now, rip it up and drop a potent load good and deep. You got a problem with that?" Jordyn was scared now. Even in the moment, however, he understood that he wasn't scared by the prospect of being fucked, of being pozzed. No - he was scared that this man would fuck him now and then he could never fulfil his fantasy. He could never present himself, virginal and unspoiled, to the room of perverted sadistic Poz Daddies that he had dreamed of for so long. "Answer me you dumb fag bitch. You want to be fucked then wiggle that sweet little cracka booty for me and ask me nice." Thoughts raged through Jordyn's confused mind because Jordyn really wanted to be fucked, he was desperate to be fucked. To feel cock claim his hole, to be used for a man's pleasure. He had dreamed of it for so long and yet it would ruin his ultimate fantasy. What should he do? Then he remembered that Jerome was his Master and that Jerome knew best. Suddenly everything seemed so much simpler. He cautiously wiggled his butt a little. "Please fuck me Master Jerome, make me yours forever." A strong Black hand landed on his pale butt-cheek with considerable force. Jordyn flinched and heard the man behind him laugh. Then Jerome clapped his hands twice. Trying to ignore his stinging butt-cheek Jordyn obeyed the signal just as Spice had taught him. The young man flipped himself over to lie on his back on the bed. Then he bent his legs and grabbed hold of his thighs to hold them up so exposing his hole and offering it to his Master. Now he could see Jerome again and once more the man had exposed that beautiful, potent, cock of his. "Tell me what you want boy." "I want you to fuck me sir," Jordyn swallowed something hard and jagged. "I want you to fuck me and breed me sir. I want you to knock me up." "You acting like a young man who needs to be turned out. You know what 'turned out' means fagboy?" "Yes sir. Please turn me out sir - give me or sell me to your friends. I want to be your boifag whore." The excitement and passion was evident in every single one of those words. Jordyn felt that everything was beyond his control or wishes - he just needed this now. "Well," smiled Jerome and that smile was genuine, "I am a generous man so you'll be getting all you begging for. But shall we do it today as dumb little Jordyn or shall we do it later as BoiFagBarbie? You got thoughts about that faggot?" Jordyn knew what his answer had to be - knew it without a scintilla of doubt. "No sir. You decide sir - this hole belongs to you." "Thass right - so no more whoring around on the Breeding Zone. I'll get you all the cock you can handle and then a whole lot more. Don't you worry faggot your breaking-in party is going to be real special. You read what them men over there wanted to do to you?" Jordyn felt the blood in his cheeks. He had read them - every filthy desire of the denizens of the Breeding Zone. Every thing they had wanted to do to him. Had read each one many more times than just once. "Yeah, you dirty little faggot, you read them. Well you can do that - just remember that some of those boys are amateurs compared to the men I'm going to arrange for you. These men know how to really ruin a tight little hole. Just like you need to be ruined - that right fagboy?" "Yes sir." Jerome clicked his fingers again. Jordyn's legs shook as he stood so that he was relieved to soon be back kneeling in front of his Master, hands behind his back and mouth wide open. "What's your father's name?" "Mike." "What's' your Daddy's name?" Jordyn didn't understand the repetition. He frowned and repeated, "Mike." Jerome's hand moved to Jordyn's cheek but it didn't slap him. Instead it gently stroked the smooth young skin. "You know you are so fucking dumb that you kind of go straight through annoying and back to cute. So this time listen OK. What. Is. Your. Daddy's. Name." Suddenly Jordyn understood and smiled with relief and pleasure that he'd get it right this time. "Jerome sir!" "Fucking right," said Jerome, "and that's cool and all but you've done enough to earn a little promotion. Being your Daddy and your Master is fine but I'm thinking I want to own you." Another little shiver went through Jordyn and he marvelled at it. Even earlier in the week it would have been almost pure fear but now it was just adrenaline-fuelled excitement. "You mean like your pet sir?" Jerome gave his low rumble of a laugh. "Nah! A man cares for and loves his dog. More like just plain property. To use and enjoy exactly how I like. That sound good to you boy?" "I'm not sure sir?" "Well don't worry that pretty, empty, little head of yours - I'll do the thinking. Make all the decisions so it's good and easy for you. Just be clear there ain't no way back once I own you. What did that post of yours ask for? I'll make you become just what you want to be. Just the way you need to be. In return you give me - everything. You understanding that Jordyn?" Jordyn looked up at that dark brutal face. Asking for concessions from a face like that would be wasted breath, hoping for sympathy would be supremely futile. A man like Jerome took you and used you, used you until you broke or he got tired of you and tossed you away. Just like a fleshlight. He would just be a disposable and eminently replaceable human fucktoy. Jordyn read all of that in just one glimpse of the dark face, the glittering eyes and the cruel mouth. He read it all, understood it all and realised with a lurch of fear in his stomach that he wanted it all. Not for show, not as a game or a front or a fantasy but for real. "I think so." The man's mouth tightened in disapproval. "I think so sir," Jordyn hurriedly corrected himself. Jerome looked at him and casually lit a cigarette. He blew the smoke slowly out of his nostrils. "I doubt it. What you thinking? About some stories you read about brushes and blood-slams? Making sure you get what you deserve? That's for fucking amateurs. I work my bois the natural way. Maybe you get knocked up and maybe you don't. My methods are high risk but some can ride through a time or two before they get knocked up. It don't matter. When I've picked the right boi he just keeps coming back however many times it takes. Which is how it should be - you know why?" "No sir." "It ain't hard. For the rest of your life you'll know it wasn't no evil bastard with a brush or a needle made you what you'll be. It'll all be because you're a dumb little faggy boi slut. Dumb little faggy bois like playing with fire and when they play with me they end up getting burned. You'll know that all the way through and you'll know you could have stopped. But you was just too dumb, just too horny, just another little femboy hole begging to be destroyed. That's the way a true dumb little femboy like you really gets fucked up, body mind and soul, and that's why I like it. Now open that faggot mouth again." "Yes sir," said Jordyn and then felt Jerome's fingers seize his hair and ease his head back. This time when Jerome sent a great thick gobbet of saliva drooling down into Jordyn's mouth the femboy held it and swallowed it down as if it was the finest vintage wine. He maybe didn't relish it but he certainly did the little tap of approval on his cheek from the older man. "Remember you do your exercises and train that hole every day, video them and send them to me as proof. You'll get the rules and your instructions tomorrow." "On the forum?" "Damn but you are dumb. To your house stupid - you ain't forgotten I've got your name and details have you?" Jerome smiled a triumphant smile. "You'll have time to get yourself ready - it'll take awhile to get together enough of the sort of men you need to get this job done properly." The young man nodded and Jerome enjoyed the implicit submission. "Just remember boifag that now you belong to me and that hole stays virgin till I say so." "Yes sir," said Jordyn. He was desperate to be fucked, to be fucked hard and rough, but he knew it was better as his Owner suggested. Better to be a virgin when he was handed over to his Owner's friends. They would enjoy destroying him so much more. Jerome pulled Jordyn up to his feet. He looked closely into the younger man's eyes and Jordyn could not deny his old suspicion that the man could read his mind. Finally, after a few moments that seemed like hours, the Black man stepped back and nodded. "Now you my property you got anything to say?" "Yes sir." Jordyn had no doubt what he needed to say. "Thank you sir." Jerome smiled again - his new smile of triumph and possession. "Don't worry it will most certainly be my pleasure." Then he was gone and Jordyn was left naked and alone in the little room. He looked at his clothes but then noticed another bag with his name on it. He looked inside and saw that Spice had collected some gifts for him. He pulled on a pair of pink panties over his cage and then donned some lovely pastel pink knee-highs. They felt so good even when he had to hide them under his pants. He replaced his shirt with a pale-blue number decorated with flowers. He could hide the latter under his sweater. Then he saw a small box. He opened it and saw a necklace with a metal disc attached. He examined it and saw it was like the sort of thing you attached to a dog-collar. The words 'Property of Jerome' were marked clearly on it. Jordyn hesitated. Could he really wear that? After a moment he pulled it over his head and under his shirt. He felt the cool metal disc rest against his bare skin. It felt good and he knew his sweater could hide it as well. He'd just have to be careful when he was at home. But only for a short while. Soon everyone would know the truth.

Welcome to the club Dan!

Thoughts on this?

I say I don't want to cheat on my gf, but I just can't help it. The thought of cock just turns me on too much, I've only fucked behind her back a few time but fuck it was hot. Next time I want to have a few loads deep in my ass before I go back to her and fuck her