Gor213

I got off the plane nervous as hell. Not only was I a month and a half away from starting college in a city I’d never been to before, but I was also about to see my father for the first time in years. When I was 10 my parents divorced, more accurately my dad completely disappeared one day leaving only divorce papers. My mom never really talked about it but I think she had known it was coming and was fully willing. She never talked bad about my father to me but I had overheard her and her friends call him a faggot before and alude to him being gay. When I had been accepted to NYU I hadn’t really thought much of it. My mom had forced me to apply because of some vague connection my father had that could make it really cheap. Little did I know cheap meant a full ride, which was great because my stepdad had refused to let my mom spend any money on my college. That’s why I was meeting my dad again, the full ride didn’t include housing so I had to live with him. My mom had apparently still had a number of his and gave it to me to call. When I had my dad had been really excited to have me stay with him, acting as if we hadn’t not talked in nearly a decade. I had decided it would be good to move in a bit early so that I had time to adjust before classes started. As I walked towards baggage claim I saw a large bulky man, a few inches shorter than I was, which was most people since I was 6’2. He was incredibly thick with muscle wearing tight black jeans a black tank top and a leather jacket. He had a thick beard and a shaved head. The man walk up to me and hugged me “How are you son” he boomed “it feels like forever since I’ve last seen you” I realized that it’s man was my father, his face did look similar I just hadn’t seen it past the beard. The dad I had know was your average clean cut family man. “That’s because it has been” I mumbled “I guess it has” my dad chuckled “ well I already got your bag so let’s head to the Uber I got waiting” he said putting his arm around me as he lead me out. It was a long drive but on the way my dad began explaining where I would be living. “Well I don’t actually own the house, it’s my husbands, but with the prenup our assets are still separate” my dad explained to my shock. So my mom hadn’t been lying when she called him a faggot. “He’s out on business right now but should be home in a week or two I’m sure you’ll love him” “Hmm I bet” I said half heartedly. I didn’t know what I had expected but it wasn’t that my dad had abandoned his family to go be gay in New York. We soon pulled up in front of a large brownstone. “Nice place” I mumbled as we got out of the car. “Thanks I’m sure you’ll love it” my dad said as we walked inside. Once inside he took off his jacket, revealing that not only was he now totally covered in hair, but he was also covered in tattoos. He showed me up to the guest room where he left me to unpack. As I began unpacking I noticed that the last guest hadn’t taken everything with them, in one of the dresser drawers was a tiny pink thong. Too scared to touch it I just left it be. I noticed some other things had been forgotten too, a small brown vial and a small black pouch. I looked at the vial but the label had clearly been ripped off. I tried to smell it and was hit with a strong chemical odor that made me feel light headed. It smelt kinda good in a weird way like sharpies and as I kept sniffing it I felt myself warm up a little a get kinda horny. I ran up and locked the door before I striped naked and began stroking my cock while sniffing the vial. I began to wonder what was in the pouch and when I opened it I saw a small metal teardrop with a gem sticking out a rod from the thick part. It was cover in something, I tried smelling it but the chemical smell was stuck in my nose so instead I licked it. It tasted amazing and I soon popped the entire thing in my mouth, sucking it like a ring pop. Soon after I started sucking it I felt something in my ass, almost like an itch from the inside. I reached down with one finger to feel and was shocked when it slipped straight into my asshole. As I pulled it out a ripple ran through my body that felt amazing. I had the urge for something more substantial than a finger and remembered the metal thing in my mouth. As I huffed th vial I took the metal teardrop towards my asshole. As I pushed it against my ring I felt ripples of pleasure until all at once it popped in sending a shockwave through me that made me cum immediately.

As I stared in shock garret began stripping his clothes off. “You see son” garret said “ about twelve or so years ago I met your mother and father. We met at a bar and I soon realized their secret, they were both bottom sluts. They would go around getting guys to breed both of them because your mom and dad are both total cum whores.” Garret got his shirt off revealing massive nipple piercings almost as big as that in his septum, along with a hairy barrel chest covered in tattoos. He grabbed my father’s head and stuffed it into his pits as he continued undressing. “They were completely willing to take my raw cock, though I didn’t tell them I was poz, and once they had a taste it was so good they agreed to be my slaves.” He said as he took his jeans off. Underneath he wore only a filthy jock that clearly had never been washed and was stretched to the edge with a massive bulge. “ both your parents couldn’t get enough, though you were so young I doubt you remember but one would take turns taking care of you for a few days while the other got high as a kite and took my toxic seed non-stop for days” he pulled the jock down revealing a nearly nine inch long soft cock, it was nearly as thick as a beer can and tattooed same as the rest of him. At the tip gleamed a massive metal piercing with two sharp spikes. He took my fathers head from his pit and forced him to his knees before shoving the massive cock straight down his throat. “Now your parents knew this wouldn’t work forever so they had to come up with something new” he said as he violently fucked my fathers throat “ they thought about divorce so one could live with me full time and the other raise you, but they love each other too much for that.” Garret said, patting my father’s head “ so they came up with an idea, tell you your mother died so that she could live with me in ecstasy, while your father raises you slowly, preparing you to become my slave.” As garret finished he pull out of my father’s throat, flipped him around and the bottomed out into his hole as my dad moaned in pleasure. I was shocked, my mom was alive and not only had she left me for sex but both my parents had given me over to this man. “Dad is this true” I asked in horror “Ah-all of-OH it fuck Luke” he moaned out “don’t-uh worry son-oh god yes - masters cock is SO FUCKING GOOD fuck, you’ll love it” he was lying on the table now moaning incoherently. “So son what do you think are you ready to become my slave and join your family” garret said I stood up to leave “fuck y-uh” I began stumbling as my head began to swim, “I wondered when the g we put in the whiskey was gonna kick in, don’t worry son you’re fine, your dad and I just wanted to make sure you were in the right mindset to convert” “What did you” I slurrd out as I clutched the table. Garret pulled out of my father and grabbed me “shh son dont you worry just come sit over here with me” he whispered leading me to the couch. As my dad went to another room. “Now son I hate to say it but you were born to be a cumslut” garret said as we sat on the couch him pulling my body into him. He turn on the tv which blared a homosexual orgy as he said “I’m just making sure you make the right choice because I care for you like you’re my own son, I mean you practically are because I’ve fucked both your parents more times than they have fucked each other.” My dad walked back into the room with a tray of crystals,powders, and syringes. He placed it on the coffee table then kneeled at garrets feet. Garret took his arm from around me and said “strip son” I thought for a second and realized I needed to see what was so special about garret, I needed to know why my parents wanted him so much. I stood up and stripped my clothes off. I was slightly hairy and had a lot of hair around my ass. Garret kicked my father in the balls hard yelling “I thought I told you to put nair in his body wash you stupid fag” “I’m sorry master” my father begged from the ground “ I did but he never left it on long enough, but it is patchier” “You’re fucking useless, you know I was thinking about letting you fuck him tonight after I break him in but after this there’s no fucking way” garret said with disdain. “Just shove some crystal in his hole already we gotta get him going” “Yes master” my father said then forced me to lean over the table before violently forcing three fingers into me. My hole burned as he quickly rammed them in and out before picking up the four largest crystals and shoving them into my ass. If I thought my dads fingers hurt, these were awful. They burned like crazy and cut up the inside of my hole. My dad then changed from the normal porn to something stranger as the burning in my ass slowly turned to pleasure then craving I heard deep voices from the tv encouraging my slutty urges as I saw whores get fucked by big burley men. I soon realized it was only one man, Garret, Master, fucking, no, owning two people I recognized closely, my mom and dad. As I watched my parents get fucked I felt a hand enter my ass with next to no resistance, followed by murmurs behind me. The murmurs however were drowned out by the voices, they told me to accept my nature, give myself over to lust, and to follow my parents footsteps. After a while I felt the hand come out of me and turned around to see my master. The man who I needed more then anything. He say like a god, his heavenly cock erect in front of him. I tried to go down to suck him but felt myself held back. My father grabbed me and held my cock out. He took a string and wrapped it tight around the base. He then took a two needles and shoved them both into my cock pushing the plungers in before ripping off the string and beating my dick for a few seconds while I felt the tsunami of ecstasy roll over me. I then knelt down to take my gods offering. As his holy cock entered my mouth I tasted my fathers blood on his cock. Master allowed me no time to adjust before slamming all 12 inches of his rock hard cock into my mouth, cutting up my throat. As master began piston fucking my throat I felt more of the crystals enter my hole, along with other powders and liquids. After who knows how long, master pulled my throat off of his cock and pulled me to his face. “You’ve done such a good job faggot” my master said “but now is the hardest part. I’m going to claim you forever. I’m not sure if you’ll remember this tomorrow because we have given you a lot of different drugs and we’re going to keep giving you more but you love it don’t you slut” he said as I tried to speak in response but my throat was too bruised so I just moaned “Good boy now hold out your arms, I like my sluts flying” I held out both my arms as he and my father put syringes into both my arms before pushing them down. At this point I barely felt the added high but would gladly take any drug master gave me. I felt master turn me around and line his cock up with my hole. Violently he slammed all the way in and as I felt my hole tear in two a mix of cum and piss shot from my cock as I felt the most intense organs of my life. After what felt like hours I heard talking behind me “oh my god is that him” I heard a woman’s voice say “it is our boy is taking master like a champ.” My dad responded. I then heard master say “ your boy is doing great Claire in fact he might end up better then you, we’ve got him flying on damn near every drug under the sun and he only wants more.” I then saw the woman walking infront of me with my father. She was a short blond wearing only a tiny dress that did little to cover her massive breasts. “Hi sweetheart” she said to me taking my face in her hand “it’s been so long but I’m so proud of the slut you’ve become” she said as she kissed me and I just continued moaning. She then took two of the syringes off the tray and asked my father “what are these hun” “Ket and Heroin darling” he responded “Oh fun” she said “put your arms out for mommy sweetheart she needs to get you higher” I did as she told me and felt another wave of pleasure overtake me as she shot the drugs into my system. My mom and dad stayed with me, continuing to give me more and more drugs as master endlessly filled my hole. When light began to shine through the windows the tray had been cleared I finally fell off masters cock. “How many loads did you give him master” my mother asked while I watched my father clean masters cock from my blood and juices. “About 20 I think, good thing I loaded up on viagra, he’s mine for sure, though lord knows what he’ll remember with all the drugs we gave him.” “Oh well if he doesn’t remember master we just get to corrupt him all over again” “Ha I suppose you’re right whore now don’t let your husband do all the work” master said as I lost consciousness. — thanks for reading at the moment I don’t plan on Claire being anything more than a watcher and encourager. If I do decide to do something with her I’ll put it in the proper forum. Just felt like this needed to be said

As we walked to Clint’s car I contemplated why I was doing this. I wasn’t gay, I loved women. But in truth none of them really loved me, my cock had always been too small to even penetrate most girls. When Clint had tongue fucked my ass it felt so good that I had to go with him and see what he would do. As we got into the car Clint leaned into his back seat and grabbed Gatorade bottle. “This’ll taste like shit but just keep drinking it, it’ll make cunting you a lot easier.” I just nodded and began gulping down the vile liquid quickly realizing it wasn’t Gatorade. Clint began driving and once we were on the road pulled his sweatpants down revealing his massive cock. He nodded down to it while I stared. After a second he grabbed the back of my head and slammed it onto his 9 inch, beer can thick cock. “First lesson faggot, when an alpha male like me presents his cock to you, you get it in one of your hole asap, do you understand faggot” he screamed as he thrusted into my tight throat. I was trying my hardest not to throw up, when everything began feeling lighter am I felt my throat loosen up. Not only did my throat loosen but I began to enjoy having my throat fucked. After fucking my throat for 20ish minutes we pulled up to Clint’s house. “Take your clothes off, they aren’t coming in the house” he said, surprisingly I complied without even thinking about it even though I had always hated being naked. As I followed Clint to his door I began to realize that I was butt naked for the entire neighborhood to see, and I didn’t care. Once inside Clint showed me to the couch and put a pipe and lighter in my hand. “You’ve smoked weed before right” he asked and I nodded in response “ good it’s kinda like that breath out fill your lungs with the smoke then hold it, now finish that pipe while I go get some things ready.” As I began smoking the mystery drug I felt a rush of energy and a burning sensation through my body. I began to rub my cock after I finished the pipe but as I got close to cuming I felt a hard kick in my side and fell the the ground. “Your never touching that tiny fag cock again boy!” Clint screamed as he grabbed me by the hair “you’re my faggot now, I’ve spent over a year making you into the perfect muscle cuck for me and you’re gonna do what I fucking say” he screamed as he locked a small chain around my neck He then put something over my cock and locked it “there now you won’t be tempted into thinking you’re a man” “Now before your mind is totally gone im going to ask you something and if you say no you can leave right now ok” I nodded as I rubbed up against his leg loving the pressure on my locked cock. “ I have hiv and if I fuck you your going to get it too, once I cum in you your mine for the rest of your life not just in the sense of carrying my disease, but I will actually own you, you’ll spend the rest of your life kept high and full of my cum never making another decision again. “Do you want that boy” “Yes sir please I need you to use my ass again I need it please please please I’ll be your slave and let you do whatever you want I just need my hole filled now” “Atta boy” Clint said

It all started on my 18th birthday, I had just graduated a week prior and was planning on taking a gap year to save for college. My mother had died when I was twelve so I lived alone with my dad. When I came down my dad had made breakfast and was sitting at the dinner table in only a robe. I thought it was strange because my dad was almost always fully clothed, I hadn’t seen him without a shirt in years. His robe was rather loose and I could see his hairless but well muscled chest, and what looked to be nipple piercings. I could also see the edges of some tattoos but couldn’t really make them out. “There’s the birthday boy” he said getting up and hugging me “or should I say birthday adult” I was surprised when dad hugged me because he had shown me almost no physical affection ever. He just wasn’t that type of guy. “Here I am, thanks for making breakfast” I replied “You got any plans for today son” he asked, sitting back down. “I was gonna go get some food with my friends in a bit but nothing major” “Damn it’s your 18th birthday you should be out having fun, go party or hire a hooker or something” he said casually. This was getting really weird because I’d never heard my dad talk like this before. “ uh I’ll think about it I guess” I said “ I’ve gotta get going soon though so I’ll see you when I get back” “I’ll probably be out at work but before I leave I’ll try to find some old stuff your mom and I used to like when we were your age, I’m not sure where it is but I’ll probably find it by the time you get back” I got back a few hours later and went up to my room. When I got in I saw a box on my bed with a note on top. “Couldn’t find the stuff but I did find some of my old porn mags and thought you’d like them, the stuff from your mom is somewhere in the attic so feel free to look yourself” My straight laced quiet dad had given me his porn mags. What had happened to him, he was a totally different person than he was yesterday. As I opened the box it looked like normal porn from the 90s but it got weirder towards the bottom. Magazines of women being fisted or ones of girls fucking guys with dildos, at the bottom there was one that was all hairy men in leather gear. What the fuck, my dad had a collection of weird porn magazines and decided to give it to me. I was weirded out but also started to get a little hard. I took my pants off and began stroking my cock. I started looking at the magazines of girls getting fisted but eventually made my way to the leather men. I had never really thought of my sexuality but guessed I was bi. As I got close to cuming I noticed the final pages of the magazine were stuck together. As I pulled the apart some flaky dust fell out and I saw a picture of a big hairy man fucking a hairless one with the caption convert him. At that moment I came straight into the magazine. I looked at the dust and then realized it was my dads dried cum that was lying on my chest. I brushed it off as quickly as I could and stuffed the magazines back in the box. I soon heard my dad get home and him yell “ luke come down here!” “What’s up dad” I asked as I walked downstairs “I managed to get us a reservation at Mark’s steakhouse for your birthday dinner tonight we’re leaving in an hour” “Ok I’ll go get dressed” I replied going back to my room. An hour and a half later we arrived at the restaurant in dress clothes. As we walked in a giant man with a large spiked septum piercing and several tattoos visible at the edges of his shirt was walking out with a woman in a tiny dress who looked like she was tweaking out. “Matt how are you” he bellowed at my father as he went in for a hug. He squeezed my father’s ass hard and pulled my dad into him. “I’m better now sir” my dad responded as the man let go after a few seconds. “This here is my son Luke” he said pointing at me “Luke this is garret” “Hi there son” Garret said pulling me into a tight hug. “He’s one of the closest people I know and I think you’ll be getting better aquatinted with him soon” my father said “Well it’s good to see y’all but I have to run this slut is getting real horny” he said as the woman with him was practically humping his thigh “Nice to meet you” I mumbled in response as Garret left. “ hmm he’s got a needy one tonight” my dad said absent mindedly as we went to our table. We spent most of the dinner making pointless small talk until out of nowhere my dad said “so Luke how’d you like those porn magazines I left you, you know when I was your age I can’t even remember how many times I beat my dick to those” as casually as if he were asking about the weather “Uh they’re good I guess thanks” I replied awkwardly “ I’m glad to hear it you jerk off to them yet or do they not compare to your internet porn” he said chuckling to which I just shrugged “I’m just fucking with you I love me some good online porn too the magazines only show so much” dad said “Hmm” I responded shoving more food into my mouth Dinner continued on as normal as if he had not just asked what porn I liked. When we finally went home I went straight to my room hoping to avoid any more awkward conversations. A few hours later I went downstairs to get a snack when I heard noise coming from the movie room. I went to check it out and when I got to the ajar door I saw a girl getting fucked on the big screen. What shocked me more was that my father was not masturbating to it but rather riding a massive dildo with his phone in one hand and a brown bottle in the other. “ yeah she’s a total keeper but you should chill her on the chems she looks half dead, you gotta make sure she can still feel you monster cock sir” my dad said into the phone. That’s when I realized the girl getting fucked on the screen was th one garret took home from the restaurant and garret was the one fucking her. “If you’re done with her I’ll come over right now sir” my dad said, standing up off the dildo revealing a massive stretched hole.it looked as if his hole was tattooed along with a trampstamp I couldn’t make out. I ran back to my room and eventually went to sleep. I woke up at 5 am when dad was sneaking back into the house looking sweaty and unkept. That afternoon my father said to me “oh by the way son, garret will be joining us for dinner tonight” “Oh ok” I responded, unsure of what was going on. A few hours later garret arrived wearing a t shirt and jeans, confirming my theory he was covered in both hair and tattoos. He stood at about 6’5 dwarfing my 5’10 father and me, being 5’7 on a good day. The jeans he was wearing showed off a massive bulge that looked almost too big to be real. When garret arrived he gave my dad a long hug and me a shorter one. He went to the kitchen with my father to check on the food while he asked me to “go pour us some whiskey son, get a glass for yourself too” I was taken aback but my father simply nodded at me and went to the kitchen, being guided by garret as if he were deeply familiar with our home. I walked the drinks into the kitchen where I found Garret standing right up behind my father as they both gripped the counter. I sat down at the bar across from the counter and passed them the drinks. “Thanks son” garret said as my father simply grunted in response. “Don’t be rude Matt” Garret said pushing him forward a bit as my father let out a deep sigh. “Uh thank-uh you-o” my father struggled out. “Uh yeah of course” I replied as I decided whatever was going on in the kitchen was too weird and moved to the table. Garret came over a minute later and my father followed with the food. Garret mostly made small talk with my dad and me, until the topic of the steakhouse came up. “How’d you like Mark’s last night, son” Garret asked me “It was pretty good I’ve been there before but not much” I responded “That’s good me and the owner Clark go way back almost as far as me and your dad” “How long have you two known each other” I asked “About twelve years I’d say” Garret responded as my dad nodded. “Oh cool, so was that woman with you last night your girlfriend” I asked trying to see what my dad had been doing last night. “Oh Christi no she just some slut that I own, like your father” he responded casually “Huh” I asked unsure of what I just heard “Oh right your father still hasn’t told you, he’s my faggot slave, strip slut and show your son what you are” he said to my dad “Yes master” my dad said standing up. As he began taking his clothes off I realized not only did he have massive nipple ring, but he also had a tattoo on his shaved crotch that said “property of Master Garret” with a lock under it. Under the tattoo was another shock as I saw my father was wearing a chastity cage. “See he’s totally obedient, he even is totally fine with me making you into one of my slaves, in fact he loves the idea don’t you faggot” “Yes master please own my son and give him your toxic seed like you did to me and his mother” my dad said What the fuck did my mom have to do with this, she died in a car accident 6 years ago.

After what might’ve been the best pump of my life I went to the water fountain with Clint when I realized it was 530. “ holy fuck we’ve been here for five and a half hours” I said “Yeah I didn’t stop you because you were doing great and I figured time wasn’t an issue” Clint replied “Fuck it is tonight I have a date at 6” “Damn do you have time to go home and shower you are drenched in sweat after all” “No its ten minutes away but my house is twenty” “Well looks like you’ll have to shower here with the real men, Timmy boy” Clint teased. I had never used the gym showers because I was always nervous about my small cock being seen. Clint had been poking fun at me for going home to shower for months now. “ I guess I have no choice” I replied dejected “No you do not, now follow my lead” Clint made his way into the locker room and I followed. I had always hated locker rooms since I middle school when I started noticing everyone else’s cock got bigger but mine stayed the same. Once we got to the lockers Clint began striping, saying “C’mon strip you ain’t gonna shower with your clothes on” I began to tentatively take my clothes off as I looked over a Clint’s large tattooed frame. He was wearing only a jock strap that seemed to be filled to the brim. When he took that off his 7 inches soft cock and massive balls fell out. I felt blood rush to my cock as I took of my briefs revealing my tiny cock. “Atta boy now lets hit the shower” Clint said as he wrapped his muscled arm around me, pulling me towards his smelly pit. As we entered the shower room I saw there were no stalls only a row of shower heads along the wall with small racks of soap. I took a shower head by the end and Clint took the one right to my right. As we began lathering I could not take my eyes off Clint’s massive cock. “ you wanna suck it faggot” Clint asked shocking me “Huh” “ I said do you want to suck my cock faggot, you’ve been staring at it since I took my jock off” “ uh I don’t-“ “Uh uh, shut the fuck up and get on your knees before I force you down” Clint said putting his massive bear claw on my shoulder and pressing me to my knees. Once on my knees I could smell the reek of his bush which instinctively made me breathe out of my mouth, which was clearly a mistake as Clint stuck his cock in my open mouth. “Now Timmy be a good boy and don’t bite, if you do I’ll have to break your fucking jaw and ruin that pretty face” he said as he spit straight into my eye. He pushed me toward the wall then began violently piston fucking my throat. I thought he was gonna break my skull open but he just kept pounding. “Oh yeah boy I’m gonna cum, you want me to fill you up don’t you, you don’t want me wasting my potent seed, you want it in your guts I can tell” he said before bottoming out and shooting a load straight down my throat. As he stood there he pulled out slightly before saying “Oh looks like I gotta piss, you’ll be god and drink it won’t you Timmy” he looked down at me shaking my head before I felt his warm acidic stream in my mouth “Swallow it all faggot, you don’t want to disappoint me” he said and I was surprised to agree and swallowed his huge flow down “Ah now how’d you like that Tim” he said pulling me up as I stared shell shocked “Hmm looks like you need a little something yourself” “Are you gonna suck me” I asked “HA that tiny thing, no fucking way” he said slapping my tiny balls almost forcing me to the ground “ face the wall now” Clint bent down behind me as I felt his hand begin to spread my cheeks. Before I knew what was happening his tongue was in my hole. It felt electric and I began moaning like a porn actress. I had never felt anything this good as he kept driving his tongue into me. After less than a minute the most intense orgasm came over me and I shot my load onto the wall before falling into it. “Tasty, I always love eating a virgin hole” Clint said standing “ you ok bud we should probably get going we’ve been in here a while” he said helping me up As we got dressed Clint looked at me and said “so you’re coming home with me right tim” “I’d love to” I replied eagerly

I had been working out with Clint for a little over a year now. I started hitting the gym after my ex girlfriend cheated on me and I decided I needed to get fit. I met Clint after about 2 months and he took me under his wing. For the past year Clint has been helping me get super jacked. To help with that Clint convinced me to start steroids. “Cmon it’s only a shot and then you’ll get twice if not three times the results, plus it might put some hair on your chest” Clint had said with a chuckle as I was almost hairless compared to him being coated like a bear. While Clint was right about them increasing my gains, he was wrong about the hair. The only side effect was my balls shrinking, but my cock was already only two inches hard so it wasn’t a big deal. Today I met Clint in the parking lot like I normally do, wearing an oversized pump cover and 5in running shorts. Clint always wore a tight black wife beater that showed off his massive pecs and nipple piercings and sweatpants. “I’ve got a surprise for you today” Clint told me as I hoped in his passenger seat “I’m gonna share some of my special pre workout with you Timmy boy” I always hated when he called me that but he just shook my shoulder chuckling. I was excited though as I knew he had some special pre workout that he never shared. “Great I’d love that” I replied “I bet you will, so are you cut” Clint asked “Nah I’m bulking right now we talked about this a few weeks ago I thought” “No dumbass is your cock cut” he said slowly “ do you have foreskin” he over enunciated his words as I stared in confusion. “Uh no i got my foreskin” I said unsure and kind of uncomfortable “Good that makes this easier” he said pulling out a bag of powder “ don’t want you to accidentally shit yourself while squatting” he laughed as I just looked at him confused “We’ll come on then get your cock out” he said “Huh” “ don’t huh me I said get your cock out and I’ll show you how to do it, I’d do it with you but I did some on the way here” with that he grabbed the front of my shorts and underwear and pulled the down revealing my tiny soft cock as I turned red with embarrassment. “See nothing to be nervous about now pull down your foreskin or I’ll do it myself” I complied confused when Clint suddenly stuck his pinky in his mouth then dipped it in the powder, once it was coated he put it to the exposed head of my cock “Uh what are you” I began when Clint cut me off with “now pull the skin up” I followed his instructions and pulled it up over his finger. He suddenly pulled out and his pinky was clean. “Now jerk off” Clint commanded “What the fuck” I asked “Jerk off dumbass you gotta rub it so it absorbs or else you might as well have just licked it”he said “ don’t make me beat you off tim cause if I scratch your back you’d have to scratch mine” I began to nervously rub my cock withthree fingers as my hand was far too big. I was beet red with embarrassment as I rubbed my tiny cock next to the man I looked up to, but as I kept rubbing I started to feel a rush as my nervousness faded away and I started rubbing harder. Even though my cock was totally soft it felt amazing. I felt like I was on the edge when suddenly Clint slapped my hand away from my cock “if you wanna cum in my car you gotta earn it now come on let’s go”

The next morning I was woken up by Cain for my “initiation.” Cain explained that there was not much actually involved in the initiation and I had nothing to worry about. To begin, Cain brought me to a small tiled room in the main house. Two brothers in loincloths stood inside and grabbed me when I entered. I resisted at first but then remembered I wanted this and gave in. They tied my hands to a chain hanging from the ceiling so only the tips of my toes could touch the ground. “Do not worry, this will hurt but it is worth it” said Cain as he put a plastic bag around my head. I felt hands rubbing some burning substance onto me and writhed in pain. After a few minutes a high pressure stream hit me hard washing the substance off. After the let me down they took the bag off my head and I gasped in air. I had not realized that I couldn’t breathe until it was taken off. I gazed at Cain in the doorway as he simply said “Come” I followed obediently. As we walked down the hall I realized that the thin coating of hair I had was now gone leaving me as hairless as all the other members of the family. Cain led me into a dark room. Once inside I could not see anything, only faint candles lighting the edges of the room. As I stood in the center 30 people all nude came out from the darkness with father at their head. Two caged men came forward and grabbed me, forcing me to my knees while holding my arms out. “Welcome child are you ready to take your first step to joining our family” said father “Yes I am father but where is Presley” I asked “He is taking his own path child, do not worry he is in ecstasy” father replied “Ok father” “ Good” he nodded to the two men holding my arms “begin” Both the men slammed needles into my arms and pushed down injecting what I assumed was meth into my bloodstream. I had never slammed before and was thrown into another world. All the men around me began chanting and I soon felt hand rubbing me. I felt something latch onto my cock as father lifted me up and I felt something enter my hole. Father looked into my eyes and I saw eternity in his eyes. “Please… please father… please” I begged without knowing what I was begging for. A moment later my vision went black and everything fell away.

Me and my boyfriend have been together for just over two years, in that time our love life had managed to all but die. We had tried an open relationship but when I came home from a work trip to see him getting fisted by three guys with our apartment in ruins, only to find out he had skipped his job for a week to smoke meth and getting used to oblivion, that had ended. We now had sex once a week on a good week and did almost nothing but fight. The relationship was at a dead end when my boyfriend, Presley, suggested that we go to a lgbt wellness retreat he found online. I was skeptical at first, but I had a lot of pto and his delivery job was flexible. It was a five hour drive from the city and I could tell Presley was horned up. He sucked my dick three time while I was driving, swallowing every load. Which surprised me because he had not sucked me to completion, much less taken my load in months. When we finally arrived at the retreat we saw that it was made up of one large main house and several barns. As we pulled in an extremely tall skinny man with long brown hair greeted us in a draping white robe, which clearly had nothing under it. “Welcome children to the Family, we are so happy you have decided to join us.” He said almost ephemeraly I gave Presley a weird look but he didn’t seem surprised “Thank you for having us, I am Presley, and this is my friend John” Is he fucking serious, I was fuming, he probably knew what this place was and just brought us here so he could get fucked “I’m his boyfriend” I said sternly correcting Presley “Well welcome, you may call me father I am the founder of our Family here, would you like me to show you around” “We’d love that father” said Presley eagerly Father brought us into the main house, it was very well kept but all the men in the house were dressed strangely and bowed as father passed. Some wore only short white loincloths, while others had what seemed to be white sheets wrapped around their waist covering their entire bottom half. “These will be your brothers if you chose to stay with us, though you will have to work hard to reach their positive status” said father Presley brought us to a fucking cult and he seemed to be clinging to every word this father said. We came into what seemed to be a dining room when father introduced one of the men in front of us. “This is Cain, he was my first son and helped me found this family” father said Cain was magnificent, he had short blonde hair and was about a head shorter than father, which still put him an inch or two above me. He wore the sheet around his waist, and his body was thin but well defined. “Greetings it is a pleasure to meet both of you I can tell you will be great additions to the family” Cain said “Thank you” I said, surprising myself at how much I wanted him. “Come now I will show you what you will be doing when you first join.” Said father He took us out to one of the barns. Once inside it looked like the standard barn except that everyone working was totally nude, wearing only chastity cages. “Most who come to us are not ready to join the family, here they work until their mind is fully open to everything we offer” said father One of the workers bent over to pick something up and I noticed he had a buttplug in as well. As I stared Cain came up beside me and began rubbing my ass. I would normally have been taken aback but Presley kept rubbing up on father so I leaned into Cain’s strong hand. “You like what you see” Cain whispered to me as we looked at the workers, I just nodded in response. “We keep our initiates locked so that they are able to simmer in their urges” father added as we walked out. “ so tell me children, what do you think of our family” asked father as we returned to the house “It’s amazing we’d love to join” said Presley eagerly as all eyes turned to me “I’m not sure I think I need some time to think” I contradicted “Of course, a decision like this cannot be made in hast” said father “ it is getting late come spend the night and decide in the morning” We agreed and were guided up to a room. The room was rather plain with only a queen bed in the center and no other furniture. The room didn’t have its own bathroom but rather a communal one at the end of the hall. “ We shall await your decision in the morning, for now rest well” said father as he and Cain left us alone “Isn’t this amazing” said Presley “It’s a cult Pres” “Who cares everyone is so hot, this is exactly what we need” I just sighed in response “Come on Johnny I’m staying no matter what you decide so stay with me” “You knew this was a cult didn’t you” “I’d heard rumors but didn’t know how great it was” Presley said as he got began stripping I just sighed and got naked for bed. I woke up in the middle of the night to an empty bed and the urge to piss. I looked around the room but didn’t see Presley or my clothes. I figured he was probably in the bathroom so I went to piss. I walked to the bathroom naked since I couldn’t find any clothes and everyone else here was practically naked anyway. When I got to the bathroom I heard really heavy breathing at the far end. This bathroom was entirely open with shower heads on one wall and a trough and toilets on the other. The heavy breathing was coming from someone lying behind the last toilet. The man lying there was holding a cloth over his nose and mouth while he vigorously pounded at his flaccid cock. I noticed a used needle next to him and realized he must have T dick. I'd never tried meth but knew a decent amount about it. As I walked in front of him he gave no reaction so I just left him there unsure of what to do. As I walked back to the hallway I saw the door at the end of the hall was ajar. When I got to it and looked through I was horrified. Presley was there getting slammed while having his throat fucked by father’s massive 12 inch cock on a bed in the middle of the room. As I stared in shock I suddenly felt a finger on my hole and nearly yelped. “Shh it’s ok I know you’re upset but you shouldn’t be it’s only natural for him to serve father” whispered Cain into my ear as he slipped something into my ass before beginning to finger me “I’m not a bottom” I tried to say but Cain just shushed me as he continued to finger me. My ass felt like it was on fire and I began enjoying his fingers. As I started fucking myself on his hand father called out “Come children, there’s no need to hide out there” “Of course father” responded Cain as he walked us inside his hand still in my hole Presley just gave me a guilty smile before continuing to suck father’s cock “I know you’re scared child” father said as he took my face in his hands while Cain began finger fucking me more vigorously “just give in and you’ll feel boundless pleasure, please my child join us” “Yes father I want to join your family I want to be yours” I said “I can’t tell you how happy I am to here that” he said as he took me in a kiss. At the same time Cain removed his fingers from me and replaced them with his 8 inch cock. I felt like I was being torn in two but then father put some pills in my mouth and tounged them down my throat. Almost instantly I felt them. Every thrust sent shockwaves through me and I just gave in. I was in that same position for what felt like forever when father pulled back and asked “Are you ready to take your first step to joining our family my son” “Yes father I want it so bad” I replied to which he simply nodded at Cain who I then felt bottom out and begin cuming in me. I collapsed onto the bed while Cain grabbed Presley off father cock, much to his protest, and slammed him again before rapeing his hole. Father brought my mouth to his cock as I began sucking only for me to realize father was still soft. “There there my child just let everything fade away you’ve made the right decision” he said rubbing my hair as I lazily sucked his flacid cock

Daddy kept me in that room for weeks, coming down multiple times a day to fill my cunt with his toxic seed. He would prick my finger and draw blood about once a week. I assumed he was testing to see if his dna had infected me yet. After six weeks he came down and turned the machine off. As I looked up at him he smiled back saying “ good news son, you’re pregnant” I was overjoyed at the news that daddy and I were bound together for life. “ now it’s time to mark you up son” he said “ back in the day I ran my own tattoo parlor, I’ve always loved tatting up a pregnant boy” Over the next few hours daddy gave me seven tattoos. A biohazard symbol around my hole and the head of my clit-I came twice getting that one- a lock symbol above my clit, a tramp stamp that said “ all loads welcome,” a pig on one of my ass cheeks and a fist on the other, and a tattoo above my pecs that said “ poz boy” “” you’re starting to look like a real pig now son, but we’re only getting started.” The next step in my transformation was piercings, lots of them. Daddy started with a septum ring, continuing with 2 nipple rings. He gave me a PA- I was disappointed I had to start with such a small one- and a series of piercings down my clit he called a Jacob’s ladder. “ you look so fucking piggy son, now I have a gift for you” he said guiding me outside to the shed. I was shocked when we walked inside and my boss was lying there fucking himself with a toilet brush. When he saw us he came running forward and got on his knees begging “ please Scott give me your toxic seed I need it so bad, please! I need that bug” I looked over at daddy curious and he shrugged “ don’t look at me, he was already like this, he found me on a poz dating site his first night here and came to my room begging” said daddy “ I’ve been saving him for you though, think of him as a pozing gift, your cock is still bloody enough where he should be guaranteed to get pregnant” My former boss looked up at me expectantly and I kicked him hard in the balls. When he keeled over I pushed him fully onto the ground and began rapeing his torn up hole with my bloody bug cock. After 2 minutes I came and realized happily that this was my new life. — thanks y’all so much for the positive feedback, I think this is where I’m going to end the story for a while at least

The next morning I awoke not in my bed but in a dimly lit room with red lights all around. I could not see much but noticed I was laying on what looked like an operating table. That’s when I saw Michael standing over me fully nude and erect holding a toilet brush of all things. “Good morning boy, are you ready for my cock.” He said jovially “Yes sir I want it more than anything” I said springing up “That’s what I like to here, on your knees” I got on my knees as quickly as possible “Now boy you need to get your hole ready for my seed, you’re going to fuck yourself real roughly with this until your cunt is nice and bloody” I looked at him confused when he added “boy my seed is special and when I breed you I’m going to pass it to you, by bleeding your hole your more likely to get my special gift, you want that don’t you boy” I almost snatched the brush out of his hand as I began raping my cunt with it. As I stared at his massive erect cock I noticed there was something different. Where his Prince Albert had been a continuous ring it now came to two sharp points, and along his shaft was a series of metal rings connected to a leather strap. I felt the blood dripping onto my hand when Michael pulled me up. “Good faggot now you’re ready for my poz cock” he said bending me over the table “Yes daddy give me your poz cock” I had no idea what that meant but I wanted everything Michael could give me. “Oh you stupid fag, you don’t even know what your asking for” he said as he flipped me onto the table facing him as his cold pa rubbed my cunt. He began pointing to his numerous biohazard tattoos. “Do you know what this means fag” I shook my head “It means that I have HIV” he continued pointing at the scorpion on his thigh. “And this one means that I like to infect others” I froze. I had always been scared of getting sick, several times throwing myself into panic attacks far worse than the cold I was worried about. This however was the worst of all illnesses. I remembered learning about the AIDS epidemic in school and how incurable HIV was. Then I looked up at Michael, he didn’t look sick, in fact he looked like a god walking. If he had HIV then so would I. I was his and would happily take anything and everything he gave me. “Please give me HIV sir, fill my cunt with your viral load. Please, please I need it” I begged as he slammed into me, bottoming out in a single thrust. “Yeah boy beg for me to poz your little net cunt, beg for me to rape you till your filled” he grunted into my ear I just moaned as he stuck his massive tongue between my lips and began to tongue fuck my mouth. This went on, us fully linked for what felt like a blissful eternity, before he pulled his mouth from mine. “This is your last chance boy, no turning back are you sure you want this.” He asked “Yes daddy get me pregnant with your aids baby” I moaned fully expecting to be hit again but he just went back to kissing me I felt his load shoot into me, hitting hard past my second hole and filling me up. Instead of pulling out however daddy kept fucking me still hard as a rock. We went on for hours til eventually daddy’s balls were empty. Once he pulled out he stuck his fist straight in and began fisting me. “Hold it in son don’t let any of my precious virus fall out. I’ll make sure it goes all the way in.” He kept fisting me till all his seed was past my second hole. I was exhausted after that, when he began strapping me to the table. “Daddy what’s” “Don’t worry son I’ll make sure you’re well used but you’re not leaving this room until you test positive” he comforted me as he brought a fucking machine with a massive dildo on it up to my hole. I began moaning as he fucked his dirty wet cock into my mouth. Once his cock was clean he grabbed a breathing mask off the wall and put it on me. “This’ll keep you nice and poppered up, have fun son.” He said as he turned on the fucking machine and left. A long time after he left daddy came back down and pulled my mask off. “ your boss is calling son do you wanna answer him” daddy asked “Yes daddy” I said obediently He answered the phone and I heard my bosses voice. “Hey Scott, just wanted to check up on you, and see how you’re finding the cabin” said my boss “It’s amazing I’ve never enjoyed anything this much sir” I responded as daddy turned of the fucking machine and switched the dildo for one the size of my torso. “That’s great to here, what do you think of the activities” “The activities are OH” I moaned out as daddy started the machine up again “ great” I forced out “I’m happy to hear that, all the others have been busts so it seems like we’re going with yours” said my boss “Oh by the way could I take the next two weeks off, me and my owner have been really getting along and I’d love to just stay til the company trip” I added as daddy smile at my Freudian slip “Um yeah that works, see you there in two weeks” he said hanging up “Good boy” said daddy as he moved the fuck machine away and slid inside me “but you know you’re never going back to work don’t you son.” I smiled up at him “of course daddy” — I think I’m only going to add one more post tying things up, but thank y’all so much for the support, I really appreciate it.

Michael began preparing breakfast as I stood, unsure of what to do. “Oh shit you haven’t eaten since you got here have you boy” he asked I shook my head suddenly feeling my hunger. “Damn, well guess you’ll be able to eat once your throats trained. If it takes long enough I might get you an IV but you’re a fast learner aren’t you” he said as he slammed 3 fingers through the pig hole and into my cunt. I tried to moan but the gag held my windpipe closed so only a slight sound came from the air tube. I felt myself getting more and more light headed as the lack of oxygen got to me. After Michael’s toast was done he removed his fingers from my hole and I nearly collapsed without his support. “Don’t be so dramatic you don’t need all that extra oxygen you’re fine” I nodded obediently, Michael knew best after all. — After Michael finished his breakfast he brought me up to the attic. I had expected some kinky unimaginable sex dungeon but instead saw a standard attic. The only difference was that one of the weird hammocks from the porn was in the middle next to a table of squirt bottles. “That boy” said Michael “is a sling, it’s one of the best ways for a fag to present his cunt for use.” He hefted me up into it, locking my hands and legs onto the support chains so I could do nothing to stop him, not that I would ever think of keeping Michael from what he wants. He grabbed another piece of plastic tubing, this one in the shape of a y and attached one end to my breathing tube. On the other he attached a small brown bottle with a nozzle, leaving the third end open. My head started to get even lighter than before an I felt myself loosening. “Last night after you passed out I managed to work my way up to your second hole, do you know what that is boy?” He asked and I lazily shook my head in response “well it’s a sluts true hole. Everything I’ve been stretching is only made to keep fags from pretending to be real men and breeding each other, only a true man has a cock long enough to penetrate it and once I do you’ll feel unimaginable pleasure, do you want that piggy?” I nodded violently in response “Atta boy” he said as he ripped out my pig hole. “Looks like this did its job your holes not closing a bit” He began pushing his hand into my cunt and I was shocked when it fit perfectly. He kept working in and out getting closer and closer to my inner slut hole. In my haze all I could feel was pleasure. Clear liquid leaked from my cage onto my belly After who knows how long I felt a jolt and realized Michael was rubbing my inner hole. He just smiled at me before I felt one of his fingers pierce it. Ecstasy and pain ran through my body. He continued with the tips of his other fingers before violently open his hand, and my inner hole in the process. I came instantly, the white cum seeping out of the cage. Once Michael was past the second hole I kept rolling from orgasm to orgasm with maybe a minute between each. After an hour I stopped producing cum just more and more clear liquid. This kept going for hours when I felt a pressure at my cunt. Michael was trying to get his second arm in. I tried to be as loose as possible as Micheal jabed his both his massive muscled arms into me. I expect him to keep fisting me but instead I felt his fingers wrap around my second hole. “Here comes the finale boy, are you ready?” he asked. I, barely conscious, nodded anything he gave me I would take. I then felt a sudden pull as I realized what was happening. Michael was pulling my ass out. I had no idea it was possible but started pushing to make it easier for him. After a minute of pulling and pushing his arms slipped out of my exposed guts. “Now that’s a prolapse boy.” He said picking me up. When he finally put me down in the bathroom I saw my massive prolapse falling out of my anus. Michael slapped it as he led me to my bed. “That’s amazing progress boy, hell you might be able to take my cock tomorrow” he said as he suddenly ripped the breathing tube out of my mouth. “Now let’s check on that throat.” He laid me down on the bed with my head just off the side as he undid the strap around my head. As soon as it was off I expected the toy to be forced out but I found that I was perfectly comfortable with it in me. “Good boy” said Michael as he slowly pulled it out. I was surprised that after it was fully out I felt empty like I needed to be filled. “Please daddy fuck my throat” I moan right before Michael slapped me hard. “ im not your daddy yet faggot, you ain’t earned the right to call me that so open your mouth before I break your jaw slut” he screamed I could tell he was mad as he violently pounded my throat. I felt myself being cut by his piercing and bruised by the force. His massive sticky balls slapped my forehead and I breathe in their rank mansmell every time Michael pulled out. He then bottomed out and screamed. “TAKE MY TOXIC CUM YOU FUCKING FAGGOT” After he blew his load straight into my stomach he pulled out patted my cheek then went to bed.

I woke up in my bed feeling cold and damp. As I breathed in, the pungent odor of Michael’s piss hit me. My entire bed was soaked in it along with me being fully covered. Who knows how much he had to drink to piss this much. As I got out of bed I thought about what happened. I must have had too much to drink and passed out, after all I’d always been a lightweight. When I tried to turn on the shower nothing came out. I then remembered Michael had said I would not be showering for a while. I still had the overwhelming urge to piss and without thinking went to the toilet and relaxed. Only when my piss began to spray at me did I realize my cage only had holes pointed at me not forward. I thought about stopping but realized this is what Michael wanted and continued pissing on myself. Once I was finished I began my walk to the kitchen, tempted by the breeze on my open guts I felt inside my hole. The pig hole was still in place and behind it my cunt seemed thoroughly stretched. Michael must have really gone to work when I was unconscious. As I got downstairs I expected to see Michael in the kitchen, but it along with the rest of the cabin was empty. I tried the basement and attic doors but they were both locked as well. I then remembered Michael mentioned he had been working out in the shed the previous morning. As I walked outside fully nude the brisk wind felt as if it fully penetrated me, mostly likely because my hole was wide open for penetrating. I heard what I thought at first to be music as I approached the large shed. The shed itself was nearly the same size as the cabin the only differences being it was a single story and made of sheet metal. As I opened the door my senses were assaulted. First the ripe smell of man sweat and piss. Then the loud music that had turned out not to be music at all but vigorous moans from porn playing on all the tvs. The porn itself was different on each tv, one had a man being pissed on my a group, another consisted of a man with an entire arm in his cunt, and the third was a man suspended in some kind of hammock as both his mouth and cunt we’re fucked by two burly tattooed men; both of whom had the same biohazard tattoos that Michael had across his body. Directly in front of me was the biggest shock. Michael fully nude squatting a loaded bar and landing on a massive dildo. It looked almost comical how large it was but he was taking it with ease. Michael smiled at me when he saw me, racking the bar and walking towards me. “Perfect timing boy I just finished my last rep” he said as he stood in front of me glistening in sweat “what’s wrong boy you want a taste” he followed by lifting up his arm and crouching down bringing his noxious pit into my reach. I nearly jumped at him licking up his salty bitter sweat. From his armpit I continued on his entire hairy body ingesting his sweat and smell. “Now you can’t be getting me too clean there piggy boy” he chuckled before saying “on your knees I got to piss” As I took the tip of his massive cock in my mouth I relaxed my throat preparing for his jet stream. Instead he grabbed the back of my head and slammed me down on his cock, bringing my face all the way to his oily bush. I almost threw up but his massive cock filled my throat so nothing could get by. “Good boy, I didn’t explain this earlier but fags like you need to be able to use all your holes to service men. Your cunt needs some rest so today I’m going to train your throat.” I felt his cock swell with piss as he said that and a warm mess entered my stomach After a minute he tapered off and pulled back, allowing me to breathe. “Now boy your throat is not like your cunt. Your cunt needs to be stretched gently over time, but your throat has something that prevents that. It’s called the gag reflex, and the best way to get rid of it is to beat it out. You understand what I mean don’t you” I just stared up blankly while panting like a mindless dog “I’m going to rape your throat as hard as I can for as many times as it take do you understand boy” I felt his cock growing in my mouth and suddenly he grabbed my head again and started violently slamming me into him. I felt like he was going to crush my head with how hard he was humping and my body kept forcing his ever growing cock out even as he plowed back in. The Prince Albert was making it even worse, further stretching my throat and leaving a metallic taste I hoped was not blood. After what seemed like an eternity Michael slammed my head down into his bush again as his cock swelled and spread its warmness to my stomach. As his cum entered me I gazed at the biohazard tattoo in front of me. It was centered around his pierced belly button and seemed older than the rest. I wondered why he had so many and why the men on the tv also had them. As he pulled his cock out my Gag reflex activated and my mouth filled up just as Michael covered my mouth with his hand “Oh no no, only bad boys throw up and you don’t want to see what happens to bad boys do you” Tears welled up in my eyes as I forced down the vomit. “ good boy” said Michael “ now come on to the back I’ve got something that should loosen your throat up so next times more pleasant” He pull me to my feet as he rubbed my belly then fondled my locked penis and balls. He walked towards a door on the back wall of the gym pressing a button on the way to turn off the porn. Through the door was a smaller room with a bench in the center and plenty of shelves and lockers around the room. All the shelves were covered in a variety of what I assumed were sex toys, although I could barely guess at the purpose of most. Michael walked to a locker and withdrew a long thin plastic tube and a strap. He walked along the shelves examining the different toys before settling on a long floppy one. Michael came up to me and had me sit on the bench facing him. Crouched between my legs he began to explain “Look here, today we’re going to destroy your gag reflex, but I must admit there is an easier way. What I’m going to do is lock this toy in your throat all day, but first I need to make sure you can still breathe ok boy?” I nodded without really understanding “good boy now hold still this will be uncomfortable.” He said as he began to slide the plastic tubing down one of my nostrils. It felt horrible but I’d take anything to make Michael happy, then I felt the tube start to go down my windpipe where Michael stopped. “Good job, that wasn’t so bad now was it. The one issue with this is you’re only going to get maybe a tenth of your normal oxygen but you’ll be fine you don’t need it that much do ya” I shook my head no as he patted it “Atta boy now here comes the fun part”he announced as he began to slide the toy down my throat. By the time it was fully in my gag reflex was going crazy but the strap was already on so there was nothing I could do. “Alrighty now that that’s handled I’m in the mood for breakfast” he said before we headed back to the cabin.

Thanks for all the positive feedback, I have a pretty good idea of what I want to do with this but definitely want to lengthen it so if you have any suggestions feel free to comment or pm them. — “You made the right decision come with me” Michael said as he stood up and walked toward the house grabbing his discarded jock on the way. I went to grab my briefs when he said “Don’t bother those cover up way too much” “Yes sir” I said readily. As we walked back into the house Micheal went for the door to the basement while telling me to wait there. As I stood there I probed my hole with my fingers. I felt a wetness on them realizing some of the cream was in me from when Michael fingered me. I eagerly ate it up, scraping my hole for more. When no more came out I remembered the stain on the stool Michael had left and went to lick it up. The stain tasted different, almost like cherry. I was startled when Michael came up. “My, my, someone’s already well on their way to becoming a cum pig” he spoke as I stared at him inquisitively “Oh no I don’t take cum that’s just lube from my workout this morning. You see, I like to keep my manhole nice and stretched. I never get fucked but I guess it’s just a habit from when I was young and neg.” “What does cum have to do with this” I asked on the edge of a realization. “Why boy, that's what you’ve been shoveling into that greedy little mouth. The collected cum of the hundreds of men who have been in that hot tub. Your not the first who I’ve used it on, but you are the first to empty it clean, the filter hasn’t been that clean since I bought it.” The realization hit me that I had been filling my face with cum. Who knows how many people's sperm I had just ingested. But the worst part was my cock only got harder. I should’ve been horrified but instead I was turned on, not only that I wanted more. “Do you have any more sir” I asked “No we there’s a good slut, unfortunately that’s all I had on hand but I’m sure we could get you more, but for now we’ve got to get you ready” Just as I was about to ask what I was getting ready for he put a bag on the kitchen counter and pulled out what looked like a bottle of shaving cream and a bodysuit. “Cmon upstairs let’s get you into the shower.” He commanded as he went up the stairs. When i reached the shower he already had it going “Go on clean off this is the last shower you’ll get for a while” he said handing me a washcloth As I washed he got into the suit, it was relatively loose and covered his entire body except his head. When he saw me examining it he answered “Oh this is just a coverall I got from a hardware store, can’t get this stuff on me it’s dangerous.” He gave another sly smile Once I finished washing he turned off the water and walked into the shower with the can “This right here is kind of like nair except where nair only lasts a few months this is permanent. It burns away all your hair folicles because fags like you need to be hairless so men can identify you. Not on you head though that would just look weird” He proceeded to coat my body in the foaming spray and then rub it in. “Just stand there don’t rub at it let it do it’s work, be a good boy” he said as he stepped away The next ten minutes were agony as it felt like my entire body caught fire but I did as Michael said took it. When he finally turned the water on it felt like bliss. I fell over into his now naked body and buried myself in his hair. The smell that had once repulsed me now drew me in. “Good boy now let’s go have a drink” he said as he guided me downstairs When we got to the bar he poured me a triple of some strange clear liquor I didn’t recognize. “What’s that sir” I asked “Everclear, it tastes like shit but I don’t think you’ll be able to take the next step sober” he said sliding me the glass I tried to take a sip but immediately spit it out. It was absolutely horrible. “Hm well what to do about that” he picked up my glass “ do you trust me boy” he asked I nodded obediently. He smiled in response then held my glass at the tip of his cock and began pissing. His stream was like a power washer hitting the glass with just as much splashing onto him and the ground as made it in the glass. When he filled the glass he placed it in front of me with a simple “drink up” I could smell the noxious piss from here. As I picked up the glass I remembered how good it felt to have his piss fill my guts, then how my briefs coated in his piss had felt and smelled. And with that I drank up. It tasted disgusting, worse then before but this time it was Michael’s and I didn’t want to let him down so I downed the glass in one gulp. “Well look at you it seems like you’re a true pig” he said before looking down at the piss on the floor “now clean up the mess” I knew what he meant, getting down on the ground I began licking up his piss which tasted just as disgusting as the glass. Once the floor was cleaned I moved onto Michael’s hairy tattooed legs. As I licked the piss off I got a good view of his tattoos. The right leg was mostly some kind of tribal pieces with what seemed like some vague symbols from European myth but I wasn’t certain. His left was a collection of smaller pieces with a giant scorpion on his thigh, its blood red stinger on the inner thigh pointing upwards. I finally made it to his cock and began licking the piss off the tip “Well someones eager, what the hell you deserve a treat for cleaning up, just don’t spill” he said as he pressed the head of his cock into my mouth The stream slammed into the back of my throat and went straight down into my stomach. All I had to do was keep from breathing and his jet stream would do all the work. After two minutes I was getting dizzy when I finally felt the stream taper off. He filled my mouth as he pulled out and I dutifully swallowed. “Now that’s what I like to see” he said as he grabbed me by my arms and pulled me up. My head was swimming when we sat down on the couch and I just leaned into his hairy body. “Seems like that got you ready for the next step” he said as he slid a pink ring around my balls and penis and then a matching cage over my shaft. “This here is a chastity cage, it’s made so that fags can focus on their true sex organ, the cunt. For you all being able to touch your cock would do is confuse you and I don’t want that.” I looked at the cage, it was solid pink plastic with some small pin holes around the base. Michael pushed me forward so that I was laying ass up on his lap when he began to finger my hole. “Now you’re still a bit tight but I think you’re strong and can take a little extra stretch don’t you” I nodded as he lifted up a strange silicone tube. It had to be the diameter of a coke can. He laid it on my hole and tried to push to no avail. “Well looks like we’re gonna need to cheat.” He grabbed a spray bottle and a disgustingly stained jock from the bag. He sprayed the jock and then told me to “breath fully out then fully in and hold it til i say” I did as I was told, the jock smelled like Bo and chemicals but I continue le to breathe in till my lungs were full when Michael said breathe Everything seemed lighter for a second then I felt myself open as my vision doted. I felt a pressure at my hole for a second then only felt open. When I came back to myself I realized the silicone tube Michael had been holding was inside me. “That right there boy is a pig hole, it’s gonna keep you nice and open till your cunt can’t close” I felt the air going deep into my guts as Michael hefted me up onto my feet. He guided me to a nearby chair and told me to sit on it ass up. “Now boy you still don’t know your body's own limits. Your cunt is made to stretch but your mind might get in the way. So for right now you’re going to keep sniffing on this” he began spraying the soiled jock more before stuffing it in my face “Just remember boy fully empty your lungs then fill them and hold.” He said as I began breathing in. My body started fading away again and i felt something entering my ass as if it were far away. It felt so good I couldn’t help from moaning. “Please Michael” I gasped out as I get a sharp push inside me. “Keep huffing pig boy” said Michael I could only manage a moan in response as I continued to huff. My body kept feeling lighter as my eyes got heavier. All the sensation began to fade away as I passed out.

As soon as I got to my room I collapsed on the bed, I had just felt something I’d never felt before and my whole body was asking for more but I wasn’t gay and certainly not a fag. I wasn’t going to take a man’s penis in my dirty anus much less any of the other filthy things gay people do. That’s when I remembered however that Michael said I didn’t have an anus I had a cunt. In all honesty I wasn’t sure if that was true, rushing through school like I did not much had been retained. But Michael had been so nice and welcoming to me even as I got too drunk on his whiskey and played with his piss. His piss, I almost threw up thinking about it being in me, and then how he knew. But I realized as well that meant that my insides could be cleaned. I went into true bathroom and started using the douche, with clean water this time. As it was inside me I began imagining Michael’s cock and started bouncing up and down on it. I felt close, so close, to what I wasn’t sure but then it came out and was over. Now that I was clean I knew that I could take Michael’s cock not in my dirty ass but in my clean cunt. I went downstairs and back out to the hot tub. Michael looked at me grinning as I said “I’m ready to take your cock Michael” He stared at me then started laughing “Oh you stupid cunt if you were to have my cock now you’d bleed to death, now keep in mind you’ll be bleeding plenty when I fuck you but I plan to keep you for a long time” he said as he motioned me into the hot tub “Aww look at this little guy he’s so excited” he said, grabbing my erection. He pulled it hard making me fall onto him. I was now sitting on his knees facing him with my legs spread around him. “Now this here is a cock boy” he said as he lifted his massive shaft up to rest on my cock. “It’s totally soft right now too and it’s still three times yours. You never had a chance you were made to get fucked” he looked me dead in the eyes and I couldn’t look away, I could barely think I just nodded. “Good boy you know you place, now start stroking so we can see how much bigger it really is” as I grasped it with both hands and began stroking it, I couldn’t take my eyes off the massive ring under his foreskin. “Oh is the boy curious again” he said as I continued to mindlessly stroke him. “That boy is a Prince Albert” he said, pulling his foreskin down. “This is used to show that I’m a man who knows my place. It’s also used to show how long a man has know his place because unlike a fags cunt this takes time to open up. Mines custom made because most men never get this big” I just stared at it and the little bits of liquid swelling up around it. Michael slapped me hard. “Did I tell you to stop” he said assertively “No” I moaned out as I started stroking his ever growing cock “No what” he yelled slapping me again “No sir” I moaned back “Good boy” he said while twisting my nipples “Now look at that seeing you moan like a bitch got me fully hard” he said as his now monstrous thirteen inche cock slammed down onto my stomach. I couldn’t believe that I had ever thought we were the same. Everything seemed so clear right now, I was meant to take cock and he was meant to give it. “Eyes up here” he said tilting his cock out of my view “Now do you see why I’m a real man and you’re a fag” I nodded vigorously “good boy, open” he said moving a finger covered in some goo up into my mouth. I sucked it off and it tasted so good, better than anything I’ve ever had. Michael lifted me up and pulled me towards him before dropping me. My knees were too weak to catch me so I grabbed his shoulders and my cunt landed on top of his cock. Instead of entering me like I expected it just hit my hole sending a jolt through me. I started wiggling my cunt to try to get him in but Michael just shook his head standing up while saying “You’re far from ready for that just bend over for me and I’ll teach you” He placed me down with my knees on the hot tub bench and my hands on the rim. He opened up what I thought was the filter in front of me but it was instead full of some strange odorous white-yellow goo. Michael put his finger in then brought it to my mouth. It tasted just like the goo from before. “Now boy this here is a fags favorite food, you’ll want to do anything for it but here I am giving you a near bucket of it. These are the leftovers from some of the fun I have in this hot tub so feel free to eat up while I get to work” as he said that he grabbed a lump and smeared it on my cunt before sticking his finger back in. I tentatively took a handful of the cream into my mouth and started rolling it around with my tongue. It tasted salty and sweet with a little bit of bitterness. As the waves of please start rolling over me again I gave in and started shoveling the cream into my mouth. I felt an amazing pressure building in my hole then felt it starting to move down to my cock. Only then did I realize the pressure was me being about to pee. But it was more than that I tried to warn Michael but all that came out were moans as I started pissing myself from pleasure. Once the pleasure had settled I felt my cunt empty and managed to turn around. “ I’m so sorry I’ll clean this up sir” Michael raised his hand, cutting me off. “ you were meant to do that boy it’s called a pissgasm, it your cunts response to too much pleasure” “ now your head should be a bit clearer so are you sure you want me to open you up and make you a cunt” he asked “Yes sir”

The next morning I woke up to realize that my suitcase had never made it up to my room and that my clothes that I had left in the bathroom were gone except for my underwear. The underwear however was stained yellow and still wet, I must have wiped up a lot more pee than I thought. As I looked into Michael’s room and saw he was not there. I swallowed the lump in my throat and put the wet pungent underwear on. I felt the middle band push up between my buttchecks and onto my anus. Thoroughly disgusted I went downstairs to try to find my bags. Instead I found Michael in the kitchen. “Morning boy” he hollered at me “well I’ll be damn I see we’re two peas in a pod” he said as he stood up pulling his shorts off revealing a thin stained bit of fabric clearly straining to cover his enormous penis. ”you know I was gonna mention my preference for going around in my underwear today but you beat me to it” ” oh no I’m sorry I just didn’t have any clothes in my room I normally wear them” I said hurriedly “ oh my apologies I was going to bring your bags up to you but didn’t want to wake you, let’s get that bag up for you “ as he brought my bag up to my room I couldn’t help staring at his exposed ass. Even it was tattooed and his anus looked as if it were closer to a vagina, making almost a slit rather than a hole and being slightly open. when we got to my room he held the door open and as I slid by my leg brushed the fabric covering his bulge. The fabric was sticky and slightly wet, leaving a strange residue on my hip. as he set down the bag I went to go get some new clothes when he clasped his massive hand on my shoulder. ”cmon boy let’s go get some breakfast first no need to dirty perfectly good clothes after all it’s just us” unsure of what to do, but scared to offend him I agreed. As we walked back to the kitchen he began with ” so i noticed you’ve been looking at my underwear a lot son” “uh I don’t think so sir, sorry if I have I didn’t mean to” I stumbled over my words, my face flushing red ”no need to be embarrassed boy, it’s perfectly natural to be curious after all you’ve never seen a jock strap before have you” I exhaled in relief thankful that he had not assumed I was ogling him ”no sir I haven’t” I said “what is it” ”well boy it’s a type of underwear made for more active men who can’t have the hindrance of extra cloth” he said “ it only covers what’s absolutely essential” I nodded in understanding as we walked back to the kitchen bar and I saw the stool he had been sitting on with a slight wet stain in the middle. “So would you like me to show you around the property son” he asked after we finished our coffee. “That would be great sir” he proceeded to show me the entire house. There was an attic that he said was just for storage, same with the basement, the entire second floor was bedrooms. The first floor consisted of a living room, kitchen, bar, and study along with a back patio. as he went to open the door outside I asked ”shouldn’t we go put some clothes if we’re going outside” ”nonsense there’s no one for miles round here, only reason I wore those shorts was for your comfort but there’s no need now that I know what you’d prefer” he replied with a slap on my ass. I yelped as he let out a deep chuckle and rubbed the cheek he just slapped. after going outside he pointed out the hot tub and pool. We walked pad a large shed on the way to the lake and I asked what it was for. ”oh that thing, it’s just for working out, I was in there this morning just before you woke up” he said slyly “what all do you have inside it” I asked ”oh you’ll see soon enough boy” When we reached the lake he asked if I’d like to take a dip. I turned it down saying how cold I’d be. ”to the hot tub instead then” he replied As we walked up to the hot tub he pulled the lid off with ease and then pulled his jockstrap off throwing it to the side. ”uh what are you doing sir” I asked ”what’s wrong no harm in skinny dipping, hell I’m not even sure if I own a bathing suit, c’mon boy we both got the same stuff” embarrassed but not wanting to back down I pulled my briefs off and tossed them to the side. “oh maybe I was wrong” he said shaking his massive penis while looking at my tiny one. I was mortified but the he put his arm around me guiding me into the tub “I’m just kidding around boy nothing to be embarrassed about not all men are made to fuck anyway” I wasn’t sure what he meant by that, I remembered biology where we learned all men were made to penetrate. ”what do you mean sir” I asked as we sat in the tub he slid closer to me and put his hand on my thigh and said ”well you see boy there’s some things they won’t teach you in school because they don’t want to offend anyone, but there’s two types of men, givers and takers, alphas and betas, doms and subs. There’s a lot of different names but the fact is that some men are born with cocks” as he said this he shook his massive tattooed penis which in the light I could see had a massive ring going through the tip under the foreskin “ and some men have cunts” he reached his hand behind me and stuck a quick finger into my anus. The sudden pressure made me jump and surprisingly moan in both pain and pleasure. ” Now boy it’s the duty of cunts to take care of cocks because men with cock are the only real men. Men with cunts aren’t actually men they’re fags.” He kept his finger in me while he said this and began rubbing sending waves through my body. ”you see in exchange for taking care of real men’s urges fags are given unimaginable pleasure. I’m sure you’ve never liked jerking off much not with a clit that small” he said as he squeezed my penis and balls hard with his other hand. Where I had expected pain however was a strange kind of pleasure. ”from the second I met you I realized you were a fag and last night when you shot my piss into your guts I was sure” I was feeling too much to process what was going on when he quickly pulled his finger out “Now boy you have two choices, either you leave and never come back or you stay and learn to be a good fag” with that I ran out of the hot tub “I’ll be waiting Scott I know you want this” he yelled after me as I ran back to my room.

The owner walked up to my car as I got out and spoke in a booming southern drawl. ”Hi there son, I’m Michael, it’s a pleasure to meet you” he grasped my hand with his, which was nearly twice the size, and shock it send shockwaves through me. ”Hi I’m Scott” I mumbled meekly. I always thought I was well spoken but in this moment my voice failed me. I stared at him as if he were an entirely different species. With his chest in my face I couldn’t help but smell him, though based off how pungent he was I probably could have done the same a mile away. I did my best not to gag and managed a weak smile. ”You need any help with your bags boy” he spoke with a grin. “no sir, I think I got it” ”nonsense a cute little boy like you can’t possibly carry everything you brought, unless you planed on going natural during your time here” he said with a sly smile ” no sir, I mean I do plan on wearing clothes here” I stumbled through my words. I hadn’t been this embarrassed since freshman year of college when everyone on my floor found out that not only could I barely grow body hair, but that my penis was a measly three inches when hard, though at least it was about the same soft. “ and I packed them” I added hastily. Michael just chuckled as he pulled my bags out of the car and brought them in the cabin. when we got inside he put the bags down and offered me a drink. ”you want a beer or something stronger” he said assertively ”something strong” I replied, needing to get my mind off everything He poured us both glasses of whiskey and led me into a living room. He asked me a bit about my job and was surprised by my young age. I began asking him about the property while holding my whiskey close to my face to cover up his odor, which somehow made it across the room. ”so what’s the sleeping situation like” I asked “ there’s sixteen rooms all with full beds but every two rooms share a bathroom” he replied “I know it can be strange but believe me it ain’t nearly as strange as the plumbing would be with sixteen personal bathrooms” I chuckled in response beginning to feel the whiskey and my exhaustion more strongly while I continued asking questions. ”how many cabins are on the lake” “ about twenty most of us know each other but I’m the only one that lives here year round so I help out” he said “ ain’t nobody else on the lake right now but some people like to make spontaneous trips” By now I was three glasses in and I really started to feel it ”ha ha” Michael chuckled “ looks like you’ve just about had your fill boy seems like it’s time to hit the hay” I just nodded and tried to stand up but stumbled a bit as Michael caught me he felt warm and slightly sticky. ” Alright boy I’ll show you up to your room, don’t worry you’re just up the stairs right next to me” he said as he guided me up the stairs his sticky smell nauseating me. when we finally made it up to my room he put me down on the bed and walked through a side door that I assumed led to his room. I promptly passed out only waking up a few hours later. I woke up in a sweat and was suddenly disgusted as I realized not only had I slept in my day clothes but that they reeked of both Michael and my sweat. As I got up I knew I needed to use the bathroom and shower but was unsure of where they were. I looked over to the door that Michael had left through and saw it was the bathroom, we must have adjoining rooms. As I looked through the door I saw Michael’s figure and heard a strong spray, almost like a power washer. I also saw that Michael was completely naked, wait no there was a strange band around his waist that connected to two other band on each side of his insanely hairy ass. The flow stopped as he shook the last drops off and turned around. Thats when I saw his massive penis, at least 8 inches long, sprouting out of a dense brown bush. His foreskin was heavy on the front of his cock and seemed to be stretched around something that glinted in the moonlight. He heaved the massive shaft up into a small piece of fabric that was connected to the band at his waist and walked back into his room. I could feel the heat in my face as I went to the bathroom. I noticed as I got to the toilet that not only had he not flushed but the seat was covered in his urine as well. I looked for toilet paper to wipe the seat down but found none. I was scared to wake Michael if I made too much noise so instead I took my clothes off and used my underwear to dry the seat. As I used the toilet I had to resist the urge to gag each time his warm urine splashed my hole. Once I had finished I remembered the lack of toilet paper an noticed instead a strange nozzle connected to the toilet. I realized it was a form of douche that I had seen while shopping for a bidet. I remembered I had read about how to use it and inserted it into my butthole. It felt strange it first but was kind of pleasant. As I looked down however I realized that all the liquid from the bowl had gone and realized that my guts were currently full of Michael’s urine. Horrified i pushed out with all my might then ran straight to the shower. the shower was abnormally large and had a series of attachments on the wall, all of which I ignored instead immediately turning the first knob. As I was getting wet I realized that I hadn’t gotten the soap from my bag, thankfully there was shampoo in the shower. It was somewhat strange for a bald man to have shampoo and I didn’t think he was hairy enough to use it on his whole body. After I shampooed I tried to use it in place of body wash but noticed I had finished the bottle with my hair. After exiting the shower I saw there were no towels in the bathroom either. I began to wonder if he really lived here as I got into my bed wet and naked.

I never thought I was gay, in fact it disgusted me. I was always very clean - verging on germaphobia - and was horrified when I found out what was involved in gay sex. This didn’t stop my family from thinking I was, partially due to me being 5’5 and almost hairless, and partially because I’d never really had a girlfriend. I had dated a few girls throughout my time in highschool and college, but I was an overachiever, graduating both a year early; which never left me much time for girls. My parents promptly stopped complaining about my lack of serious relationships when at 20 years old I got a six figure administrative position straight out of college. This was my dream job and what I had been working for all my life. The one downside was how little work there was, I had been so used to being busy that after getting the position I was bored. After nearly a year at my new job I was desolate. Bored out of my mind, I had made very few friends at work due to my age and had little going on outside of work. I chose to Chanel my boredom into something productive, more work. My department was famous for its annual team building trips. While I had yet to attend one I was excited and when the higher ups sent notice they needed help planning I jumped at the opportunity. This year they had decided on a nature retreat and had picked a series of cabins they thought could be good to host us. My job was to help determine which was best. I was supposed to go to one of the cabins and stay a week; seeing how it is, planning activities, and the like. I got assigned the most expensive and isolated option, 2 hours from the nearest town. Since it was so expensive instead of renting the entire cabin for me to stay, we chose to only rent a room. The owner assured me that I would still have free reign and the only other person there would be him. The cabin was a five hour drive from my home, most of which was through empty country and forest. I stopped at the last town to get gas I noticed the gas pumps didn’t have a card reader so I went inside to pay. The gas station was surprisingly well kept, but there was a strange noise inside: almost like a sloshing sound. I ignored it and went up to the cashier. ”how you doin’ there bud” said the cashier, he was tall and slim with thick stubble. ” I’m doing well sir how are you” I replied “ just dandy bud, what can I do you for” ” $50 on pump two please” “you got it, if you don’t mind me asking bud, where you headed” ” a cabin up on lake red rock” I noticed the sloshing sound was stronger up at the counter but continued to ignore it. ” Oh boy you’re in for a good time, how long you staying?” “a week sir” “that’s what you say — Oh fuck yeah” he moaned out. He stepped back and I saw that he was completely naked from the waist down. His wet penis hung a good 7 inches down on his equally low balls. As he stepped back a stout naked man an inch or two shorter than me walked out from under the counter. The naked man looked at me, smiled, and then I saw him swallow whatever had been in his mouth. I stood shell shocked, unsure of what to do I just stared blankly as the man walked into a door in the back. ”sorry bout that bud” the cashier said as he bent down to pull up his pants. “ but boy needs his food, I’m sure you understand” he added as he handed me my receipt. I walked out in silence and sped away as soon as my car was full. I tried to put it out of my mind on the drive, but kept replaying it. I suddenly realized the man had not been fully naked but had had some strange pink plastic dome where his penis should have been. ding on the porch waiving . I had only emailed him and in my mind pictured him as your standard retiree . This man was far from standard though. Standing at least a foot above me he was a Goliath of a man, with near body builder physique he was tattooed from the bottom of his beard to his feet. He wore only shorts, although with all his body hair he practically had a built in shirt. He was bald on the top of his head, but where most would see a flaw, on him it looked perfectly natural. — I’m sorry if this is a bit dull but I plan to add more soon feel free to ad suggestions/criticisms this is my first time really writing something

Mostly toys since they were big enough to really get me open. I think getting fucked would only really help strech if it was frequent and he had a big cock.

The way I stretched mine out was going fast and hard. It was kind of painful but in a few months I was able it take a full fist.

I wish there was more

Great start can’t wait to see where it goes

I had this done to me about a year ago and have a vid of me getting fisted as the piss squirts out

So hot

I love getting fucked by big chubs

I love getting sounded especially by someone else. It’s just so hot knowing all your holes are being fucked