pozsewerpig

Excellent beginning. I look forward to more!

To sign up with Grindr, you need to verify that you are 18+, not that it would keep you out of legal trouble if he truly was underage. But that coupled with your screenshot of his profile with claims of being 19 certainly don't help his cause. It seems more likely that this is an attempt at a shakedown for $$$ or a "means to mess with some gays" by someone with nothing better to do. It's stories like yours that only confirm my perhaps not so unconscious preference for men 30 or older.

Unless you are afraid of the consequences to your reputation or career if he tells a mutual acquaintance about what happened, you shouldn't fret about it. And if you are already out, or basically so, there shouldn't be any damage to you personally. @FunCheerSlut has some very sage advice for you and I concur with it.

Definitely naked. If meeting up at somebody else's home, I prefer to walk naked or strip naked on my way up to the door if it is possible. If not, I start stripping down the moment I get inside. If someone is coming to meet me, I come to the door naked.

I was 16 at an ABS. I went in nervous that I would be ID'ed and tossed out. After a glance at some magazines at the front of the store and getting my blood flowing, I headed back to the video booths. This was a very busy ABS right off the Interstate. I went into a booth and ran through the channels looking for something to interest me. During the course of finding a video, I noticed the gloryhole to my left and also heard someone entering the adjoining booth. I was watching my video and rubbing myself through my pants nervous about what might be going on next door to me. Horniness got the better of me a little while later, and I took out my dick to stroke it. I saw the guy in the booth next to me was watching and I was nervous but getting more comfortable with stroking in front of him. After a while, he stuck his forefinger through the hole and ran it around the rim of the whole while giving the "come hither" motion with it. My legs were shaky, but I moved closer to the hole. He reached through the hole, touched my dick and tugged it toward the hole. Sensing my nervousness, he didn't pull my dick all the way through but gave it some gentle strokes. I gravitated to the hole while he was stroking me, and my dick was soon all the way through the hole. He picked up his pace of stroking and caused me to feel really good. Then it stopped. It was only a brief pause before I felt a warmth envelop my dick, and wetness, and a hint of teeth. My legs buckled as he hoovered my cock. I thought my reaction was to pull back, but I was actually thrusting in and out of his mouth until I came. He stuck his tongue covered with my cum through the hole and I touched it with my fingers and then brought some to my mouth for a taste. I heard him say "kiss me" and I crouched down to run our tongues together running my cum back and forth between our mouths. He pulled his tongue back after we had swallowed my load. He sensed my shyness and asked if I wanted to see his dick. I croaked out a "yes" and he stood up to stroke his cock to an erection while giving me a view. He asked if I wanted to touch it and I told him that I did. He brought his dick through and I handled it gently. He pulled it back through to his side and bent down to the hole to tell me that I could do whatever I felt like doing and would not be forced to to anything I didn't want to do. I nodded in the "OK" motion and his dick poked through the hole again. My touches turned in stroking his dick, about 6 inches long and thinner than mine. I was playing with him and moving in to get a close-up view. He thrust his cock in and out of the hole in apparent approval of what I was doing. He pulled back out after a few minutes of this and asked if I wanted to kiss his dick. I said I did and his dick came back through the hole. I kissed up and down his shaft and gave him some licks in the process. I did this for a while before he began moving it in and out of the hole again. I moved my mouth so that it would receive the entry and exit of his dick. I grew more aggressive and began to suck his dick as he thrusted in an out. He settled down so that I could work his dick by moving up and down on it myself. In the middle of doing this, I realized that I was doing this with a total stranger of whom I didn't even have a good view and grew immensely turned-on. I explored my first dick, other than my own, and really thought that I was owning the space. I realize upon reflection, that I was actually giving a perfunctory blowjob whose recipient's experience was probably greatly enhanced by my twink factor. He began to pull back some and began to cum. The first shots hit my mouth before I pulled off of him. The rest of his load landed on the floor while I played with and touched the cum that had shot in my mouth. He removed his dick and then bent down to ask if I wanted to go to his hotel room about a mile away. I was scared shitless and declined. I had only meant to stop for about 20 minutes and had been in the store for close to an hour. I had a relative to pick up and needed to be on my way. I wondered if I would somehow look altered from my experience, but no one in my family noticed anything different about me.

Been doing TRT for 7-8 years. Started with gel and have done injections the last 5 years. I've been told I'm more (maybe too) aggressive from a mood standpoint when my level peaks. My Dr. is working on lowering the dosage. It's had a positive effect on my sex drive in that I feel more confident when in a situation where I may have to be the top.

@completesewerfag

I'm level 6 only because there isn't a level 7 for purposes of this poll. 😈🐷

Please add me @completesewerfag

You may need to share more information. $2,000/month isn't a lot of money if you have to pay for your food and housing from that amount. That could make living in a larger metropolitan area difficult or impossible if you don't have access to other funds to support yourself. Also, what are some other things that are important to you? Sex, nightlife, weather, cultural and other social opportunities, and travel opportunities are some things that you may want to share.

Thank you for posting this outstanding story. I can't wait to read more!

You have no reason to be ashamed.

This is a continuation of my story, "The Drawing" which can be found in the "Bug Chasing & Gift Giving FICTION" forum at [think before following links] [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/55413-the-drawing/?tab=comments#comment-584400 This story will have lots of chem scenes and lots of crossdressing/transgender. After explaining this to a moderator, he advised me to post in this forum, but please be warned if cd/tg content makes you uncomfortable. I drove from the campground back to my house. I was wearing only a lace thong and playing with my cock that was sticking out the side. My body was still moist from being pissed on by 4 guys that took turns fucking me and shooting their poz loads up my ass. My ass was bloody from all the activity and some of the poz cocks that fucked me also bled into my ass. One of those bleeding poz cocks also exposed me to Hep-C. Riding next to me was Bryce, one of the men that worked me over the past couple days. I was headed home to face...I wasn't sure. While getting worked over by the four, I was pleading to be turned into a take-all-loads whore. I was willing to submit to whatever my conquerors were willing to do to me. They seemed to have schemed how to take maximum advantage of my servitude. Bryce almost immediately began quizzing me about my life and obligations. I let him know I was divorced, no kids, a full-time job, house with a mortgage, a vehicle with no loan, information about my bank accounts and retirement savings. I told him where I worked and the names and locations of my closest family members and friends. We discussed my experiences with drug usage, sexual experience and interest in crossdressing. When we got to my house, Bryce told me to park in the driveway, outside of the garage. It was about 9:30 pm and there were no signs of my neighbors outside. When parked, Bryce told me to roll down all my windows and work myself to orgasm. While doing that, I was to yell how much I wished I had a cock fucking my sissy ass. As I got closer to cumming, Bryce started striking my face and chest and instructed me to yell it louder. I was practically screaming out to be fucked in my sissy ass by the time I finally let loose with a load from my balls. After settling down, Bryce told me to wipe the cum from my orgasm onto my face to mark me as a sissy cum whore. I then got out of my vehicle and Bryce commanded me to lay down at the end of my driveway keeping my cock hanging outside the front of my thong. Assuming the position, Bryce walked over and started pissing on my torso and groin. When he was done, he told me to stay there in the puddle of piss until I slowly counted to 200. Then I was to get up and slowly walk to the entrance of my house. I think it was too late and too dark for anyone to have seen me. My favorite black dildo and a container of lube were thrown out the door at me when I reached the entrance. Bryce ordered me to squat and wait outside and fuck myself with the dildo until he told me to stop. I worked it up my butt and another dildo came flying out the door at me. I was told to suck it off since I would be getting simultaneously fucked at both ends pretty frequently from now on. I was told not to cum, but that I had better piss on myself by the time Bryce came back to check on me. His final instruction was that I had better not have another orgasm. I bobbed up and down on the dildo in my butt and jammed the other one in and out of my mouth. I felt wonderfully free and only wished they were real cocks ready to spurt a thick load of cum in either end of me. I really concentrated on giving a good blowjob taking care to deep throat the dildo while running my tongue on the shaft and avoiding contact with my teeth as much as possible. I felt a need to piss and let it flow onto me. I wasn't told to explicitly do this, but I wet down as much of my body with my piss as I could while continuing with the dildos. My jaw was getting sore, my ass aching, and mosquitoes were biting me everywhere, but there was no sign of Bryce. Finally he came to the door. Holding his phone in front of him, he loudly ordered me to come inside but to keep the dildos inside me and put on a good show for the video he was recording. My legs ached mightily when I stood up. Bryce laughed and told me I better get used to squatting. He told me to shake my ass while walking inside as I would also need to do that from now on. I did my best to wiggle while keeping the dildo in my butt. When I got to the doorway, he ordered me to put on a dance show for him to get inside my own house. He started playing loud music and I did the best that I could to put on a lewd show for him. I was shaking my ass and moving the dildos in and out of my holes. Five minutes of shimmying outside were enough to gain me entry inside. Bryce grabbed the dildo from my mouth and began slapping my face, nipples, and balls with it. Stunned, I dropped to the ground in pain. Bryce kicked me in the balls twice and ordered me to stand up. He then continued to strike me with the dildo and commanded me to stay standing and soak up the pain. I did my best and only occasionally rocked backwards a bit. After about 20 strikes to both sides of my face, both nipples, and my balls, he stopped the assault. A further, more detailed quiz about my finances, family, and job then followed. When that was finished, Bryce knew the combination to my safe, how to access my accounts, and how long I could take off of work without arousing too much suspicion (2 1/2-3 weeks since we were in our slow season). He remarked that I had already put in my last day of work but may as well continue drawing a paycheck while I could. With that, he resumed striking me with the dildo. It seemed like he delivered another 25-30 blows to each area as before when he stopped. Bryce announced that it was time to start adjusting to my new life. He took off all of his clothes and told me to kneel in front of him. Commandment #1 of my new life was to drink piss if I needed a drink, either my own or someone else's. He said I needed to be properly hydrated for what was coming next and stuffed his cock in my mouth. The stream of piss caught me by surprise and Bryce barked at me to stop wasting it and swallow. I was then able to keep up until Bryce emptied his bladder. Bryce pulled me by the hair into my bedroom. He tossed me on the bed and grabbed some items from the backpack he had brought inside. Just then, Bryce's partner Trey walked into the room and announced that he had taken care of what needed to be done tonight. Bryce let him know we were just getting to Commandment #2. It was that since I was going to become a crossdressing Tinaslamming whore, my station in life was never worth using a fresh rig. Bryce then pulled out a rig with a reddish mixture inside of it. I found out that Trey had already used it a while ago, so I was going to be getting a mixture of Tina and Trey's HIV+ blood injected into my vein. Bryce pulled me to the bed and threw me down on my back. He took out a tourniquet and tied off my right arm. He felt around for a vein and found a big one on the inside of my elbow. He smiled and said this one should be good for a while. He took the syringe and stuck it in the vein, brought my arm above my head and loosened the band as he injected the toxic meth slam into me. I felt a rush like I never had in my previous limited experience of slamming. Bryce shoved his cock in my mouth and told me to get it hard. My mind was spinning from the slam and it felt like I detached from my body and was able to observe my sloppy blowjob skills. Bryce joked that I better get used to this because I was going to be selling plenty of quick blowjobs in back alleys to score money for drugs. My own dick was completely limp from the slam, but I was hornier than I ever felt. I gave him my best deepthroat ever. Bryce was raging hard when he pushed my mouth off of him and swung around to line up with my ass. I was told to refer to it as my cunt from now on (Commandment #3). As he started fucking my cunt, Trey started pissing in my face. He ordered me to drink up and clarified that Commandment #1 meant I should never waste piss. His piss tasted funny but I kept up with swallowing his stream. Bryce assaulted my cunt which again started to bleed after the abuse it had already had over the weekend. He taunted me calling me a sissy whore. Trey then started calling me Krissy since Sissy would be too obvious. Inspiration struck Bryce and declared that Commandment #4 would be that I would now be known as Krissy from now on. I started sucking on Trey's dick and was encouraged to lean into my sissy cocksucking skills so I could make a living as a sissy methwhore. Suck him I did and took great pride in my oral craft. I paused to thank him and was struck with an open hand on the side of my face. Commandment #5 was then given. As a sissy named Krissy, I was to speak in a high-pitched lisp going forward. I corrected my speech pattern and thanked him again. My reward was that I got to continue sucking Trey. Bryce could not take any more and unloaded another poz pool of cum in my cunt. I lost track how many poz loads that was this weekend. Bryce told me I needed to hurry up and make Trey cum because then I needed to clean off his dick that had residue of his cum and my blood and assjuice on it. Plus a good street whore knows the sooner you make a john cum, the sooner you can find another dick to suck for more drug money. Trey grabbed the back of my head and started fucking my face. He shot his poz load down my throat. I was disappointed not to get that load in my cunt, but thanked him for the honor of using me. He slapped my face again and told me I was a good sissy. Bryce then presented his cock to me for cleanup. I hungrily licked him clean and swallowed the residue. Then he unloaded his funny-tasting piss down my throat. I was careful not to spill any and was then complimented by him that I made an excellent urinal. I reached back to my ass and did a little exploring with my fingers. Upon pulling them out and looking at them, I again saw that I was bleeding back there. I thought whatever STDs anyone was carrying when they fucked me, I was going to be very receptive to catching them. While pondering this, I hadn't noticed Trey appear beside me. He threw some clothes at me and told me to put them on. It was a little sundress with thin straps that I had in my closet and the lacy panties I was wearing earlier. With the clothes came the issuance of Commandment #6, Krissy the sissy would wear women's clothing from now on. Bryce then came over and handed me a pen and some papers and told me to sign my real name on them. I didn't get a good look at the papers, but the looked like legal documents of some type. I was then told to put on some sandals and head with them. Both Trey and Bryce were carrying my suitcases that were filled with...something. I went out to Trey and Bryce's truck and was told to sit on the back seat with my butt close to the window. I was to hike up my dress so my panty-covered cunt would be exposed. Bryce went back into my house and came out about 10 minutes later. He said it was time to hit the road. We drove for about an hour and I could tell we were headed towards Wausau. It was starting to get light outside and Trey ordered me to sit like a normal slut in the backseat now. We drove into the city and pulled into the driveway of a house that I had visited on a number of occasions. The last time was just about a month ago.

Simply outstanding. Please write more!

Superb story. I can't wait to read more!

Thanks for writing this. It's one of the very best stories on this site.

I was into piss play for years--getting hosed down and letting other guys swallow mine. 18 months ago, I met up with an older toilet pig that was sucking down my golden piss the moment after I stripped off my clothes. Later on during that session, a mutual piss shower wound up with me gulping down his piss. Things devolved even further with him in subsequent hookups and it's carried on with others. I love being a urinal, and more, for other pigs.

I've spent most of the last 2 days drinking piss from a rotating cast of 4 other pigs. If that counts as one session, then 10-12 piss loads per day during that time.

Excellent so far.

Yes. Please continue it.

Pissiing in an ass or getting piss in my ass is a special moment. What's even better is expelling piss from an ass onto or into the original pisser.

I adore it. Straight from the tap or gulping down a glass, it's all good.

This is a hot and stupendous story! Thanks for sharing!