Pigtoy

Part 4 “Damn, a virgin cunt for me to break in. Good thing you’re gagged, because you’re going to be in a world of pain.” I did everything I could, in my powerless state, to try and get this guy to stop. I heard myself begging, but all that came out were whimpers. I tried moving forward to the wall which only got me a harder smack on my ass. “Do that again bitch and my boot and your balls get to know each other REALLY intimately.” I moved back to the original position. I heard a dull rasp that I recognized as a zipper and realized he was getting his cock out. I tried to picture it again, hoping it wasn’t too large. I heard him clear his throat a couple of times before a wet glob fell onto the top of my ass crack. I felt a huge, hard, blunt object smear the spit on my hole and realized it was his cock head. The head felt like the size of a lemon and I could feel him pushing a little on my hole, which caused me to instinctively clench it. I heard a depraved laugh and he said, “Oh, bitch, are you trying to keep my cock out of your cunt? That’s so sweet. You saving yourself for your special man, giving him your innocence?” I shook my head, but confused, I also nodded. “That’s so sweet. But sadly, you aren’t good enough to be someone’s special gift. You’re nothing but a fine piece of ass, a cunt for any man to fuck and dump his load in. As a matter of fact, I think that pussy is going to be getting some very special treatment very soon.” I heard a slippery noise, which I recognized from many years of jerking off with only spit to lube up. I felt his finger at my hole again, and again I flinched. Soon enough, his cock head was at my hole again. I felt hot breath at my ear and him whispering, “I know you don’t want this. I know you are only here because you’re afraid of what I could do. But nobody but you and me know that. Everyone else knows what I told them; that you begged me to set this up. That you wanted to get fucked, in a toilet. You begged for a raw cock as your first fuck. Oh you stupid little punk, I own you, from your cocksucking mouth, down to your cumdump little pussy. And now, I’m busting your cherry.” With that said, he removed the blindfold and shoved my head into the wall, turning it to the left, where I could now see the full truth, a video camera staring down at me. I tried to look back at the guy and all he said was, “Your balls don’t want you to do that. Look at the camera bitch.” I did and my eyes exploded in agony as his cock was shoved into my ass.

I'll finish edit on part 4 and try post tonight. This is a longer story the I originally have thought it out, but I'm adding more detail then I had previously planned.

let me know if you guys want part 4.

Part 3 I turned to the stall door and placed my hand on the lock. I knew that if I opened the lock, there was no turning back. I was giving my ass and my virgin asshole over to the whim of a guy who I had only seen once two nights ago. A guy whose name I didn’t even know. My only hope was that after he got what he wanted, he’d let me go. Slowly, but with what sounded like the tolling of a death bell, I turned the lock and swung the door open. I saw a guy walking out of the bathroom and he turned and looked at me as I opened the door. He looked at me and spat, “faggot” and walked out. I became even more disgusted with myself as I turned around and walked to the opposite stall wall. I pulled the blindfold down and tightened the strap. I stood there for what felt like hours, but was probably only seconds when I felt a hand brush my ass. I jumped at the touch but was immediately shoved into the wall. “He was right about your ass. He’s gonna have a lot of fun breaking you down boy.” I didn’t recognize the voice, but I could smell cigarette smoke and sweat on him. I felt the guy grab my cuffed wrist and lift it up. He chuckled, “I see you think you could get away with a fake cuffing. Let me help you with that.” He tightened the cuff slowly, click by click, until it was just tight around my wrist. “We don’t want your throwing wrist to get hurt now do we, Joey?” I turned in the direction of his voice, realizing that whoever set me up for this knew a lot more. I tried to say something, to beg for him to let me go, but all that came out was a muffled gurgle of words. A sharp slap to my right cheek, and the direction, “Face the wall, bitch.” I felt tears in my eyes, from pain of the slap, fear of what I had gotten myself into and the humiliation of being called a bitch. I felt my wrist get pulled back down and I was told, “Take hold of the railing,” which I did. My left wrist was grabbed and the second cuff was attached, one click looser than the right one. “Try and pull away,” the unknown man told me. I tried and discovered that cuffs were locked in around the handrail, leaving me nowhere to go. I felt hand at my waist and was directed to step backwards. I stepped back until I was as far as my arms would let me go. I also realized that my ass was touching something rough and hard which was soon shoved forward. Realizing what it was, the guy just grunted, “Damn I wish I could fuck you. My dick is hard, but I’m sure you realize that.” A chuckle and a smack on my left cheek, the guy reached down and grabbed the paper bag that had my escape in it. “I’ll be holding on to these for you. I’ll let him know you’re ready, but I’m sure he’s been watching.” I heard him walk out and warn someone, “ No touching. That bitch in there is His property.” Who the fuck is this guy that I’m somehow so low that I am property of? I heard guys walk in and they’d make comments like, “Damn, love to dump in that ass,” or “Disgusting queer.” All the comments made me cry more and wish that I had left earlier, or never came here years ago. Finally, there was a sound of a guy walking in that sounded different, like boots or a commanding walk. There was no comment made, and the sound got louder and louder which made me realize the wait was over. The hell was about to begin. “Spread your legs you little faggot. Let me see that cunt you wouldn’t give me.” I took a few steps apart, and he only said, “Wider faggot.” I stepped further apart, starting to get sore. “Stupid punk, you’re gonna learn the hard way.” I felt his foot touch my right foot and with more ease than should be possible, he moved my right foot another foot away my left, leaving me precariously balanced. “There’s that little pussy. I’m going to love wrecking it. How many times you been fucked queer? That hot ass is probably pretty popular with the guys at your school.” I shook my head and tried to say something. “What do you mean? Your ass isn’t popular or, wait. You’re not a virgin are you?” I slowly nodded my head. “Holy Jesus Fuckin Christ. You serious? You never taken a cock up that fine hole?” On saying that, he put a finger on my hole, causing me to try and pull away. A hard slap on my ass, and a warning, “Don’t you ever pull away from me bitch. It’s only gonna make it worse for you.” I squealed around the ball gag and nodded my head. “That’s a good little bitch. By the way, you can scream as loud as you want with that ball gag. It’s kept many sluts quiet while I destroy their holes.” I felt his hands reach up and touch the back of my head. “let me tighten that up, don’t want you letting it out of that fine mouth of yours.” “Now, let’s get down to the real reason you’re here. You came here tonight because you know you need to get fucked. You know you’ve been fighting this need for years. I’ve seen you here, showing that hot little ass of to all the truckers. Teasing them with it, but never letting them break you in to the little faggot cum dump you know you really are. Isn’t that true?” I shook my head vigorously, denying his accusations. “What do you mean no? Then why did you ask me Friday night, no beg me, to do this? You hit me up online, begging me to set this up? Make me get the handcuffs from a cop, to lock you up so you couldn’t change your mind again? Beg me for the blindfold so you could pretend you didn’t know me? And the ball gag, since you said you were gonna scream when I rammed my dick up your ass?” I shook my head again. “And you asked me to record this so you could have a video of you being turned out like a little whore, taking my raw cock in your boi pussy?” Oh god, what had I gotten myself into? He was recording this? Cum dump? I love swallowing cum, but that’s it. I was never going to get fucked without a condom and never take a load in my ass, even with a condom. I wasn’t that kind of guy.

For some reason, this posted twice. Hopefully the moderator can delete this one so there is only one thread. Sorry for that. Part two is posted in the other thread. Moderator's Note: I merged the two threads, so you wouldn't lose any feedback. Then I deleted the copy of the first post.

Part 2 I sent back a response begging for another way out, but only received one response, “This account has been deleted.” I sat there starting at the message, thinking this was just some really disgusting joke, or that I was having a nightmare. But it seemed to be too real for it to be a joke. I saw the picture again, and the audio file. I tried negotiating with myself, trying to figure out any other way out of this. I couldn’t think of anything that would work, that would prevent the video from getting out. I also knew that if my coach found out, I’d be kicked off the team and lose my scholarship. The coach was a real right-wing freak and he’d drum me out faster than I could beg for a chance. As the minutes dragged by, I came to the realization that my only option was going to be to show up at the rest stop and beg the guy face to face to not do this. I had no desire to get fucked, to lose my virginity to some random guy in a smelly restroom at a freeway rest stop. I looked at the clock and it was almost 6:00pm. I knew that, from reading stories, I needed to clean my ass out, so I went and got an enema kit, and spent the next hour cleaning my ass out until my guts hurt, but the water was clear. Putting on my jockstrap, I dressed in a t-shirt and sweatpants and slowly trudged to the car. The thoughts going through my head were words to use to beg the guy or to think of how much money I could scrounge up to try and buy my way out. Neither of those seemed to be a viable option. Without really noticing the drive, I was pulling into the rest stop at 9:25 and parking in the last available spot. There seemed to be more cars tonight then I had ever noticed before and all the truck spots were filled as well. At 9:30, I walked in to the restroom and found two urinals occupied, and one stall open. The guys at the urinals looked at me as I walked in, then looked back down. I walked to the handicap stall and saw a brown paper bag in the corner. I closed and locked the door, and leaned back against it. I had not seen the guy from the other night, so knew there was no way out. It seemed like an hour, but in two seconds I had picked up and opened the bag. On the top was a slip of paper, which I took out. Typed and printed on the paper was the following message: “Hello you little fucking prude. I see that my earlier message was something you chose to follow directions on. Did you like the picture and the audio? Trust me when I say that the audio is even better when it’s on screen cumming out of your mouth. Now, I hope you followed my instruction and wore a jockstrap, because it will really make getting into that fine hairy pussy of yours a little easier. In the bag you will find three things, which you will be wearing for the next few minutes: a blindfold, a ball gag, and a pair of handcuffs. All three will be so that you don’t do anything stupid while you’re earning your way out of this. First, you’re going to strip down to your shoes and jockstrap and put the clothes in the bag. Next, you will insert the ball gag into your cocksucking mouth which I’ve already learned is very talented. Next, you will attach one of the cuffs to the wrist of your choice. You’ll then unlock and open the stall door all the way. Finally you will put the blindfold on and face the wall with the hand rail, so that hot ass is facing the doorway. Once that is all done, you will stand like that and wait for further instruction.” I heard guys come in, piss and leave while I was reading this. For a moment, I thought about putting the bag down and leaving, willing to take my chances. But something kept me from leaving. Fear? Or excitement? I set the bag down and stripped out of the sweats and t-shirt. I took the items out of the bag and put the clothes in. I looked at the ball gag and was disgusted by the site of teeth marks in it. Apparently this sick fuck has used it on other guys, guys who probably were into this kind of shit. I opened my mouth, put the ball in and strapped it behind my head. I looked at the cuffs and they looked like real police cuffs. I put one on my right wrist, fastening it at the first click I heard, leaving it loose. I slipped the blindfold on, placing it on my forehead for the time being. Deep in my head, I heard a voice screaming at me to stop this and get the hell out of there. I wish I had listened…

the rest stop is real, everything else is... I’m a senior in college, play baseball and am deeply closeted. For a few years, I’ve stopped at a rest stop near the airport for some under the stall fun, knowing I’m far away from anyone who’ll recognize me. On a few occasions, I’ve even gone to a truck with a trucker to suck him off in privacy. I’ve never gone further then sucking, even when some of the truckers have wanted my ass. Some have even offered me money, but I’ve been too scared. One Sunday afternoon, I was fooling around on a cruising/hook-up app when a message popped up. I looked at the picture and the guy had no face pic, but the body picture was nice. I opened the message and was kind of shocked by what it said. “That was a really hot blow job you gave me a couple nights ago.” I looked and reread the message again, shocked that a message this direct and revealing was coming to me. I responded back, “Think you got me mixed up with someone else.” Few minutes went by with no response, and I was thinking the guy had been too ashamed to respond. Finally, just as I had put the message aside, I got another notice of a message, from the same guy. Thinking it’d be a simple, “My bad” response I opened the message. The words in the message chilled me to the bone. “No, you stupid punk. You sucked my cock, in my truck at the rest stop on I-5, near the airport. We started under the stall, you in the middle one, me in the handicap stall.” I again read and reread the message, thinking to myself that I had sucked a guy off in his truck the other night, and it had started in the restroom. I had never had a public/anonymous hook-up find me online. I tried to play it off and replied back that he might have mistaken me for someone else. Few minutes later, another reply. “No boy, it was you. Gray sweater, Cal Bear logo front, hoody. Jeans and green running shoes. We went to my truck where you sucked my cock. You begged me to let you swallow my load. When I touched your ass, you shoved my hand away and said you don’t get fucked. Sound familiar yet? Or do you need to see your lips wrapped around my cock?” The fear jumped from a six to about 12 when he described exactly what had happened, down to the color of my shoes. What terrified me most was that he implied there was a picture of me sucking him. I responded back, “What the hell is going on?” Ten minutes of silence and I was in a panic. Finally he responded, “What’s going on is I want a piece of that hot boy ass you got or the video of you sucking me, begging for my load and swallowing it like it was the last drink you’d ever get accidentally pops on Xtube.” Immediately after the message came an image alert. I accepted the picture and I see my face, very clearly, with my lips wrapped around the cock. A second file comes through, this one of an audio file. My stomach turns to rock as I hear myself begging, “Give me your load. Let me swallow it.” I’m almost in tears, terrified of what this means. I respond back, “What do you want?” He replies, “I told you I want that ass of yours. I want those tight ass lips stretched around my cock. It’s your choice boy, your ass is mine either way.” I looked at his response and tried to figure out what I could do. After realizing there was no way out, I responded back. “When?” The response was immediate, like he knew he had me. “You’ll be at the rest stop tonight, 9:30 sharp. Wear a jockstrap. Go in the handicap stall. There will be a bag with a couple of items and instructions. Follow the instructions and wait for the next step. Remember, if you’re not there at 9:30, the video goes to Xtube and maybe your coach will get a copy of it also?" End part 1. let me know if you want part 2.

8 loads and counting. He's been crying off and on from his shame of doing this and accepting his need to be used. Every time I offer to lock the door, he says, "no, I need this." Here cums 9 and 10

Bringing my boy to celebrate his 23rd birthday on Sunday. We'll be at a local motel where he's asked that his only birthday present be for me to turn him into a cumdump. We'll be at the motel from later today until Monday morning. He's usually very selective about who he lets fuck him, but I've explained to him he gets no say in this type of situation; he's agreed. He's on PREP, so he's ready for anything. His fantasy is to take at least one load for each year before Sunday. Plan is to check in around 3:00, hit a couple of bars and bookstores, then start the fun around 6:00. He'll be buzzed, but not to where he's lost. He's booty bump friendly, but wants to know that he's getting fucked and he likes the pain that comes with multiple use and the feel of loads slicking his cunt. I'm proud of my boy for giving me this gift. He's a good boy who keeps in good shape: was a baseball player all through college, still goes to the gym. He's only been exploring his submissive side for a year, and this is his real foray into turning himself over to the darkness of his desires. Hit us up on here for more details. I'll be with him in the room, watching to ensure his safety as a good Dad should. We'll have both our phones for pictures and videos as well as a couple of GoPro cams for guys to use as they want. Not required, but definitely a bonus. He'll be blindfolded if you like, but his face will always be in the pillow when not being used for sucking to get you hard or cleaning your cock after.

Your 4 and 5 are my # 2 and 1, respectively

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE keep posting . Love this story

I think hearing poz pecker IR poison pecker would make me laugh. Sarah Palin seed? I'd lose all interest in the scene and leave if I heard that. Because then I'd be picturing Caribou Barbie and that's not what I want to be seeing while getting fucked.

bottom sub slut pig cumdump is visiting long beach and Los Angeles over thanksgiving weekend, will be opening my hole Friday and Saturday night for as much cum as possible. Looking for poz/toxic/aids loads up my neg hole. Pierced cocks, bio-hazard tat, rough breeder tops who will help me convert before 2014 is over.

Went twice (last Saturday and last night). Between the two visits I got fucked at least 20 times. Saturday I know I took 7 loads. Last night, was Cumunion, know I took 3 loads. However, I'm pretty sure I took several more because cum kept leaking out during fucks, then when I got home, I sat on the toilet and dumped a lot more. This morning, even more came out. I love being a cum dump. I set a goal of taking 100 loads in my ass this year. I've lost count but am far beyond that.

Doghouse Leathers: great staff (including the cute guy with the blue hawk). I got small bottles of new brands for $8 last month when I visited.

I love getting pissed on, get up to 50 loads a night some times. I've wanted to learn to drink, but every time I try I feel like I'm gonna puke. How did you guys learn to do it?

I love gettingfucked in a sling as the cock goes in me deeper and the tops can be as rough or as gentle as they want, usually switching between the two. If there are stirrups/leg straps, use them asit helps to keep your legs spread and your hole available

I love sex in parks, bathrooms, clubs, rest stops, bookstores, etc.... I'm finding there are certain guys/behaviors that bug me (not in the good way) and I want to vent. Guy #1: This guy always asks, "You got poppers? I need poppers." Alright, if you need them, then you should go buy some and not constantly hit guys up for them. Guy #2: This guy always wants to ask me about my first time having sex, who it was with, etc. If I wanted to talk about that, I'd do an online chat session. When I"m at the park, I wanna suck or get fucked, not talk about it. Guy #3 (this guy just happened tonight): When I'm at the park, my role is to suck, get fucked, and take loads. I'm a take all loads, no load refused cumwhore. However, if you are too drunk or tweaked out to get hard, then there's not much we can do for each other. If I say I'm not interested, please be polite and move on. The same guy kept desperately wnating me to suck him ( he reeked of pumpkin smell) and I told him no; he kept pushing, I pushed him away. He was so out of it, at one point i pushed him and he fell on his ass then pulled his pants down and lied down on the ground. I finally got up and moved to another area, he followed me. Because he didn't want to take the hint, I lost several other possible connections. He came back a third time, tried to fuck me, but again couldn't get hard. After several minutes of letting him fuck my cheeks, i stood up and told him I was done. I moved to another area, started playing with another guy. Guess who comes up on us? We move to another area, and guess who comes up, AGAIN? I tell him to leave, he does. another guy (who I'd already swallowed a load from) comes and the other guy leaves, because he didn't want to be watched i guess. While I'm sucking the new guy, Mr. Can't Get Hard and Won't Take a Hint, comes up AGAIN. He again tries to fuck me, and fails, then starts fingering my hole. This causes the guy I'm sucking to pull out and leave. I finally turn to the guy and push him away and pull my pants up. He leaves, no one else comes up. AS Im walking to my car, he again tries grabbing at me, first my ass and then my shoulder. I knock his hand off my shoulder. I swear, I was one more grab away from telling him I'd break his hand. Seriously, aside from knocking him out, how many times do I have to tell him I'm not interested? Guy #4 (also tonight): Comes down with a buddy, asks if I want to suck or get sucked, I say suck. This guy is a big guy, probably close to or over 300 pounds. He asks if i want to suck two big dicks, I say yeah. He tells me to show him my dick, which I did. He laughs, says, "that''s kind of small," and then walks away. Because i'm not an asshole,, I say nothing. However, what I wanted to say is this, "Fuck you worthless asshole. You want to be such a bitch, fuck off." thanks for letting me vent.

Stopped at the Berkeley Aquatic Park to hopefully suck some dick and swallow some cum. However I was on the giving end this time. Cute Latino guy came by and saw me jerking and bent over to suck me. I never said a word, just enjoyed his mouth and throat . As he sucked, I alternated between ramming his throat and I shoving his up and down. I began reaching back to feel hi ass which was very nicely sized and hovered in light fur. I pushed his pants down to show him I was in charge and he tried pulling them back up. He asked if I wanted to fuck him, I said nothing and pushed his pants down further. He pulled them up again and said we should move to another area. I ignored him again and pushed his pants down again. He started to raise them again using his right hand. I grabbed his right arm and pulled it forward to around my ass. This time I pushed his pants down even further so his ass and legs were visible as he was bent over sucking me. A few guys walked by and looked. I tried to entice them to fuck him, but they didn't. I decided to fuck him then and there. I'm usually a bottom, so I'm still getting used to being on the top. I got behind on my toes and tried shoving in. When I couldn't get in, I backed off. He reached back and rubbed some lube on his hole. I waited for the dreaded condom question, but like a good park slut, he never said anything. He also never asked about status, so I never offered either. The first penetration was tricky due to angle and being on a slanted slope. However with a little direction from me, I got him at the right angle. We proceeded to fuck quietly, alternating between me pounding him and him riding me like a champ. I got close and decided since he didn't ask or say to pull out, I'd shoot in him. As I began to shoot he felt it and again, like a good park hole, began working his hoe to take my entire load of questionable cum up his ass. After darning three days of jizz up his hole, we parted ways. Barely any words from me, just a quick, "you're welcome," as I zipped up. Now I know why tops who pump n dump in my hole love it.

Name: William (pick a name while you're fucking me.) Cell: (510) 372-3781 (text preferred) Times available: early morning , evening, late nights. Most weekends Age: 38 Height: 5' 9" Weight: 187 Race: white Total slut for cum: 1-1, pairs, groups, gangbang/gang force. Into conversion

I know about Becks and Travelodge near Castro. Any other suggestions for hotels/motels that are good locations with rooms that easily accessible? Looking to host a party next Saturdsay, the 12th!

When will you be back in town. Would love to get used by you!

As the previous guy said, time of day is the big factor . Evenings and weekends are best. Look online for cumunion party times if you can get to one at Steamworks or the Brig in SF

I will be visiting LA and Long Beach from Christmas Day until Saturday. Looking to get bred as much as possible while visiting. Can host a little at my motel, but looking to travel out at night to take loads. I'm into force, so if you're a rough top looking to rough fuck a slut hole, I'm the hole for you. Into: groups, pics/vids, ws, rape play, brutal fucks

Not everyone gets the fuck flu. I didnt