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Mike coughed and spluttered, gasping for air, when Sir finally took his cock out of the boy’s throat. His eyes were red and watery, his entire face was covered in spit. Sweat covered his chest, and his stomach was covered in his own precum. Sir grinned. He’d managed in just under an hour to make this innocent college jock look like well-used faggot cocksucker. Looks were deceiving though, they boy maybe covered in sweat and spit with a sloppy grin on his face, but in his mind, he was still a good wholesome boy. If Sir was to really have fun with him he’d have to break him of that. He wondered, looking down at Mike’s cute smiling face, if he could. Could he break this boy? Could he take him from being basically a virgin to a real bottom boy? Could he make him into a cumdump? How far could he push this boy? “Fuck boy,” he said, in a low growl, “You might just be a natural born cock sucker. You took that so well.” “Thank you, Sir,” Mike gasped. He still hadn’t quite caught his breath. “Flip over, and spin around. I think it’s time for you to show me that tight college boy hole.” Mike’s heart thudded in his chest. He’d been so lost in trying to deep throat Sir’s cock he’d forgotten about Sir’s promise to get balls deep inside him before the day was over. He blinked a few times, stealing his nerve. Sir watched the wheels turning in the boy’s head, and gave his cock a little shake. That did it. Mike’s eyes darted to Sir’s spit slicked cock head and he immediately rolled over. He wanted Sir’s cock. He was scared, Sir could tell, but he wanted it all the same. Sir grabbed Mike by the hips and pulled hip up so his chest was pressed into he mattress and his ass was sticking up in the air. “Fuck,” Sir growled getting a good look at Mike’s ass for the first time. He gave the jock’s round, bouncy, furry cheek a light slap making the boy jump. “Fuck you’ve got a nice ass.” “Thank you Sir!” “Anyone ever eaten your hole before boy?” “Only one guy, and just for a second…” “Well then you’re in for a treat,” Sir said. He spread Mike’s cheeks wide with both hands exposing his tight pink pucker. Hair swirled around its perimeter, drawing Sir’s eye to it’s center. He smiled wickedly, licked his lips and dove in. At first, he went slowly, flicking his tongue across Mike’s hole delicately. Mike whimpered at the alien sensation. Then he built up a little pace, dancing his tongue around the edges of the boy’s pucker, sucking occasionally on the flesh. He pushed his tongue hard against the tight sphincter, willing it to open for him. Mike moaned into the mattress. He’d never felt anything like this. The guy who’d eaten him out at school had really just spit on his hole a few times before giving up and getting a condom ready. It was nothing like this. “Oh my God! Oh my God,” he panted over and over again, unable to process what was happening behind him. Sir grunted his approval, never letting up the assault on Mike’s hole. He poked and prodded, dancing his tongue all over. He tickled the boys ring, slowly opening him up. He felt it, little by little Mike’s hole blossomed for him. Under his steady assault it was slowly transforming from the tight and alluring ass of a curious college jock to the warm wet hole of a willing bottom. “That feels so good! Holy Shit! I’ve never… fuck… I’ve never felt anything like that! Oh my god!” Mike arched his back and pushed his ass into Sir’s face, willing his tongue to penetrate him deeper. “I’ve got him,” Sir thought, as he felt Mike push back into him. “He’s getting hungry for it.” “Feels good, doesn’t it boy,” he said out loud, rubbing his finger over the boy’s hole. “Oh my god Sir! It feels so fucking good! Please! Please… don’t stop!” Sir hawked a big wad of spit onto Mike’s hole and rubbed it in with his finger. He pushed at the center of Mike’s pucker feeling the weakened resistance. He pushed harder. Mike moaned. He spat onto the boy’s hole again, rubbing his finder back and forth. Mike’s hole was failing, little by little it was giving up the fight against Sir’s invading digit. “Oh please Sir! Please!” Mike begged. Sir sucked on his finger, getting its full length slick. He spat once more onto Mike’s hole and then slid his finger into the jock’s barely open hole. Mike gasped. He tried to pull away but Sir held him in place with his other hand. “No, no boy, stay right there. That’s it. Stay right there. I’m going to open you up nice and slow. No need to panic. That’s it, take a deep breath. Very good. Any time you feel pressure, or like its too much take a deep breath, hold it for a moment and then let it out. All the tension in your body will just drift away. Drift away and you’ll open up for me.” Sir slowly took his finger out of Mike’s hole as he talked, and then just as slowly pushed it back in. “That’s it, open up for me. Good boy.” Mike groaned. He loved hearing Sir call him a good boy. It sent electric shivers through him every time he heard it. He didn’t understand why but he wanted this man’s approval, and the longer he spent with him the more desperate he became for it. “Please Sir! Open me up!” “Good boy. Good boy. That’s it. Feel that? Feel how easy that’s getting. That’s your hole blossoming for me. Its opening up. It wants to be opened up.” “Fuck! Please!” Sir spat onto Mike’s hole again, bringing a second finger against his hole. He pushed. There was a moment of resistance. Sir watched Mike’s back rise and fall as he let out a deep breath, and felt the boy’s hole open. He slid a second finger into his hole. He twisted and pulled them, working the sides of Mike’s sphincter till it felt more relaxed around the base of his fingers. Then he added more spit and added a finger from the other hand too. The boy was shaking when Sir managed to get two fingers from each hand inside him. He felt like he was being stretched wide, but he liked it. He liked feeling each of Sir’s fingers slide inside him. He liked the sense of achievement he got as each one finally breached his sphincter. It was like working out, each finger added was like finally going up a weight on a machine. The achievement sent endorphins coursing through him. He loved the feeling of accomplishment almost as much as he loved the physical sensation of having his hole spread wide. “Good boy. Fuck! Look at this pretty fucking hole. Stretched wide around my four fingers. Feel that boy? Your tight little hole’s being spread wide around my fingers.” “It feels so fucking good Sir! Holy shit! Holy Shit! Holy fucking shit!” “You like that boy don’t you boy? You like being spread wide by my fingers.” “Yes Sir!” “Good boy, but if you think my fingers feel good… imagine how good my cock will feel. Sliding in and out of you, opening up your hole, stretching you out…” “Fuck!” “You want it, don’t you boy. You want to feel my big fucking daddy cock inside your tight little hole. You want to be stretched around my shaft. Don’t you.” “Yes…” Mike panted. “Yes what?” “Yes Sir…” “That’s the right answer most of the time… but this time… this time you have to say it. If you want my cock inside your hole. If you want to feel me stretching you out you have to say it.” “Fuck…” Mike was breathless, his heart was pounding. He ground his ass back on Sir’s fingers, though for a second and said, “Please! Sir, I want you inside me! I want you to open me up! Stretch me out! Please Sir!” “Good boy, flip over on your back. You’re going to watch me open you up for the first time.” Sir gently slipped his fingers from Mike’s hole, and the boy flipped over on the bed. Almost instinctually Mike pulled his knees up to his chest, exposing his hole once more to Sir. Sir grinned. He stepped up to the edge of the bed getting between Mike’s legs. He rubbed his cock on the boy’s hole, and then brought his hand to his mouth. He lobbed a big wad of spit into his palm. He smeared it all over his cock, wiping the excess on Mike’s quivering hole. “Remember boy, deep breath and all the tension melts away. I’m about to open this hole up wide.” He pressed his cock head against Mike’s hole feeling the resistance. “Wait… Sir… aren’t,” Mike faltered, “aren’t you going to use a condom?” “I never do… besides your hole’s so tight that a condom would just break. No. If you want this cock you’re gonna take it raw.” He pushed again, making Mike squirm but refraining from entraining him yet. Mike moaned. Sir’s cock teased his hole. He wanted it. Now that he was this close he couldn’t not. He wanted to be stretched around its wide shaft. He wanted to know what it was like. He wanted to make Sir happy. He swallowed hard. “Please Sir… fuck me raw.” “Good boy.” Sir spat one more time onto his shaft and leaned over Mike’s prone body. He pushed forward, a slow steady pressure, and Mike’s hole gave way.

Mike’s hands were sweating as he knocked on Sir’s door. What was he thinking going over to some strange man’s house? He’d never even asked the man his name. The man had called him boy and everything else had gone out of his mind. As soon as he’d sent “See you soon,” he’d called a car and dashed out of the house. The whole ride over he’d sat staring at Sir’s pics, imagining what that big blunt cock would feel like in his hand, in his mouth, in his hole. That last thought scared and excited him in equal measure. He’d never taken anything that big, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to even take the head if it was as big as it looked… but he wanted to. Thought Mike wasn’t ready to admit it, the more sex he had, and the more porn he watched the more he dreamed of taking a big cock. In the quiet recesses of his erotic mind he imagined what it would feel like to be slowly worked open till his hole gaped wide and a thick cock slide deep inside him. He watched guys on the internet getting drilled by massive dicks, and secretly wished that was happening to him too. Sometimes when he was really turned on after stroking his cock for hours he’d find himself watching some random man on twitter or some porno’s hole get hollowed out by a fat raw cock. He’d watch with a horrified fascination as the bottom’s hole grew to accommodate the invading shaft, becoming pink and puffy. Though he couldn’t admit it, even to himself, he loved seeing a hot load drip out of a guy’s spent hole. He’d cum almost immediately and then close the browser as quickly as he could, ashamed of where his lust had just taken him. How would he feel after this, he wondered weakly, if jerking off made him feel guilty how would hooking up make him feel? Sir opened the door in a pair of loose-fitting shorts and a black tank top. Mike’s mouth went dry. He was even more attractive in person than in the pictures. At just over six feet he towered over Mike, forcing the college jock to look up into his square handsome face. Mike hungrily took in the salt and pepper stubble; the thick mat of chest hair erupting up from the top of the tank top; the strong stout hairy forearms; and the tree trunk like fur covered legs. His eyes quickly honed in on the obvious bulge in Sir’s shorts. Involuntarily he licked his lips. “Are you going to just stand there and gawk or are you going to come inside and have some fun?” Sir said, his gruff voice light and teasing. “Oh, um sorry!” Mike stammered, following Sir inside. “No need to be sorry boy,” there was that word again, now spoken out loud. It sent a shiver down Mike’s spine. “It’s ok to be nervous. This is your first time meeting someone from an app?” “Yeah… well… my first time even talking to someone on an app. I found your profile as soon as I downloaded it.” “Really. That’s pretty ballzy.” “I guess so… I… well… I guess I didn’t think much about it.” “Well, don’t start over thinking things now boy.” He’d led Mike down a hall and around a corner to a door at the far end of the house. “You’ve got nothing to be scare of with me. I’m going to make you feel real good.” Sir reached forward and grabbed Mike by the small of his back, pulling him forward. Mike melted into the other man, letting himself be drawn forward till they were pressed together. Sir’s other hand came up to Mike’s chin and tilted his face up. It was like a bolt of electricity was shooting between them. Mike couldn’t look away. His gaze was locked on Sir’s eyes as their faces got closer and closer together. He took a shallow breath, and then Sir pressed his mouth to Mike’s. Mike became putty in his hands almost instantly. He’d never felt stubble like Sir’s against his face. He loved it. He loved how rough it felt, completely unlike the facial hair of his peers. This was what it was like to kiss a real man. He opened his mouth and let Sir’s tongue slip past his lips. He let Sir guide him, relaxing into the older man’s touch. Sir opened the door behind him, and still locked together, they tumbled into the back bedroom. He dragged the boy across the floor, never breaking their kiss. Finally he pushed Mike back against the bed, allowing their mouths to part at last. Mike looked up, now perched on the edge of the mattress at the beautiful Adonis before him. “So this is your first time meeting up with a guy just for sex?” “Yeah…” Mike replied sheepishly. “Don’t be ashamed boy, we all start somewhere. Most of the time I like my boys a little more experienced but… I thought it might be fun to really break one in from the start.” As he said this he pulled his shirt off revealing his broad chest. His nipples stood out proud from the swirling hair on his chest, a silver barbell through both of them. Mike gulped. The guys he’d hooked up with in college were cute, but Sir was right out of his wet dreams. “Now, this is just your first hook up right, not your first time? Though, at this point it doesn’t matter if it’s your first time or fiftieth, we both know this ends with me balls deep inside you, even if that takes the rest of the day.” Mike’s eyes bugged out at that. “I’ve had sex with guys before… college guys… usually just guys I meet at parties. We make out, I blow them, sometimes they blow me…” “Have you been fucked before boy?” Sir took a step forward so he was really looming over Mike. “Yes! But only a few times.” “Safe?” “Yes, always!” “Did you like it? Getting fucked by them?” “Yeah… It felt good!” “I sense some hesitation there boy…” “No, its just… I always imagine its going to feel better than it does. But its still fucking hot, and I want to get fucked more. I want…” “What boy?” “Well… I’ve never taken anyone as big as… but I want… I’d love for you to fuck me.” “Good boy, that’s what I like to hear: honesty. Like I said, we both know this doesn’t end till I’m balls deep inside you.” “Yes Sir!” Mike responded almost instinctually. “Good boy. Now, why don’t you strip off and show me that hot college jock body.” Nervously Mike stood up. His hands shook as he pulled his shirt off over his head and dropped it to the floor. Sir smiled wickedly taking in the boy’s toned growing body. Mike’s body was at that very specific and short-lived moment where all the softness of youth had melted away, but none of the harness of manhood had set in. His pecs were round and rim though not overly large. A small patch of hair grew between them, almost but not quite connecting to the wide triangular trail that covered most of his flat stomach and vanished into his waistband. The boy hesitated for a moment before hooking his thumbs into his shorts and pushing them to the ground so he was standing in front of Sir in just his underwear. Sir gave him an encouraging nod, noticing the already obvious wet spot forming at Mike’s crotch. Mike took a deep breath, and pulled down his boxer briefs. He was now completely naked, his hard cock sticking straight out in front of him, with a man he’d just met, who’s name he didn’t know. “Fucking sexy boy.” Sir growled, closing the distance between them. “Hot fucking jock.” He pulled Mike into another frantic, frenetic kiss. “You’ll gonna look even cuter with my cock in your mouth though, why don’t you get on your knees for me boy?” It was phrased like a question, but it didn’t feel like that to Mike. It felt like a command, one he couldn’t help but obey. He dropped to his knees and looked up at Sir with big desperate eyes. “Just take your time boy,” Sir said, before he pulled his bulging shorts down, “We’ve got all fucking day.” Sir’s cock hung, half hard, from a thick nest of pubes. Even only partly inflated it was a sight to behold. Uncut, and broad, with thick veins twisting around the shaft. As it hardened the foreskin quickly retracted exposing a fat, blunt looking mushroom head. With basically no taper it was as wide at the tip head as it was at the base of the shaft. It looked impossible, but Mike wanted it. “Open your mouth boy,” Sir instructed. Mike obeyed instantly, hanging his jaw slack. Sir stepped forward and lightly rested his cockhead on Mike’s lips. “Just take the tip. Lick it. Get my taste in your mouth.” Mike stuck out his tongue and lapped at Sir’s fat head. It tasted unlike any cock he’d ever sucked before. Salty, and musky, not for the last time that afternoon Mike thought “This is a real man’s cock.” He tried desperately to get more and more of Sir’s head into his mouth, swallowing as much as he could. As he did it continued to swell growing harder and thicker. He grabbed at Sir’s hips trying to get purchase to pull himself forward. Though all his previous hookups had been hurried and drunken Mike knew he loved sucking cock. He quickly worked up a thick wet wads of spit as he gobbled down more and more of Sir’s shaft. His cheeks were stretched tight. His jaw started to hurt. Still he wanted Sir’s cock deeper down his throat. Sir gave an appreciative growl and twisted one of his hands into Mike’s hair. He held the boy’s head in place and pushed his hips forward. He pressed more and more of his cock down Mike’s throat, holding him there till he couldn’t take it anymore and gagged hard. Sir pulled back, allowing Mike to gasp for air once before shoving his dick down the boy’s throat again. Over and over he fucked Mike’s throat, bringing him right to the point of gagging, before letting him up for air. When Sir finally pushed Mike off of his cock, tossing him onto the bed, he was red faced, gasping for air, and covered in thick saliva. “Holy shit boy,” Sir said, a wide smile on his face. “I was not expecting that.” “I may not have been fucked much,” Mike said, wiping his chin, “but I love sucking cock.” “And you’re fucking good at it. Shit.” Sir stroked his fat cock a few times, feeling Mike’s spit along the shaft. “Lay on your back with your head off the bed. Let’s see if you’re as good a cock sucker as you think you are. You cocky little fuck.” “Yes Sir!” Mike responded. He liked calling this man Sir. It felt right. Though he’d never been instructed to it just seemed like the most obvious thing in the world. Mike spun around and lay on his back with his head hanging off the edge of the bed. He watched Sir, now towering above him, move over his head, and squat down. He opened his mouth. Sir’s dick slid easily past his lips, and to the back of his mouth. Mike took a deep breath through his nose, and swallowed. In one long thrust Sir sank almost half his cock into Mike’s willing throat. Mike fought off his gag reflex and tried to relax as Sir started to face fuck him. “This is the hottest thing I’ve ever done,” Mike thought. “I feel so fucking sexy.” His cock was hard as a rock, and sticking straight up from his well trimmed pubes. Thick drops of precum leaked from the tip, dripping down into his pubes and making his balls slick. “Oh yeah, good boy. Good fucking boy. Swallowing my fat daddy cock. I was right. You look so cute with my cocks stretching out those pretty lips. A cute little slut. That’s what you look like. A cute hungry cock sucking slut.” Sir growled as he drove his cock in and out of Mike’s mouth.

Mike was blindfolded laying on his back as yet another mystery cock entered his hole. He moaned. His hole was tender. He had no idea how long he’d been there. The blindfold made it impossible to tell sense the passing of time. It could have been a whirlwind forty-five minutes, or a hole destroying five hours. He had no concept. What he did know was that he was now so full of cum that the cocks were just sliding into him without any resistance. His legs were spread wide. His current top holding his ankles far apart as he hammered his fat cock into Mike’s wet hole. He was grunting deeply, he wouldn’t last long Mike thought. Not that that mattered. He was here for volume not a good long fuck. Sir had said he wanted Mike’s hole sloppy and used. It was how Mike would prove he’d really given himself over to Sir. That Mike was really committed to being Sir’s cumdump. Mike hadn’t realized just how used Sir had meant. He’s though Sir would have had him here in the bathhouse sling for a while, get Mike to take a couple anonymous cocks and then he would scoop up his new boy and take him away somewhere private to play with. That was not what had happened. Mike had lost count after the tenth cock slid inside him. He’s become just a hole then. His mind had drifted away and all that was left was a hole to be filled. Sir watched from the corner as man after man took advantage of his new play thing. He’d had his doubts about the cocky college jock, but Mike was proving him wrong. The boy’s body was covered in sweat, his chest heaved as another man unloaded inside him. His stomach was covered in precum as it leaked from his semi hard cock. Sir had thought Mike would take maybe three cocks before he begged to be let up from the sling. Then Sir would have gotten him up, fucked his cummy hole one last time and then sent him on his way. Mike, however, had been in the sling for almost three hours, and had sixteen men cum inside him. If he made it through four more cocks Sir would let him up, take him home, and give him his reward. For right now, it was just a waiting game for Sir. “Please, please breed me. I need more!” Mike begged as the seventeenth man pressed his cock into him. At first, he’d just been doing this because Sir asked him to. He would have done anything Sir asked him to do. After he’s lost count of how many men had fucked him, however, it had become about something else. With his wrists and ankles tied to the chains of the sling he couldn’t touch his own cock. It just lay on his stomach forgotten and leaking. His inability to bring himself to climax had kept him in a state of blind horniness. Now each load pumped into him was the reward. When a top came inside him it was like Mike came too. He got a new kind of orgasmic pleasure from taking loads. As another man came inside him Mike thought, this is better than any orgasm I’ve ever had from my cock. Eighteen loads in, only two more and the boy would have proved himself. Sir’s cock was hard and drooling in his jock. The nervous boy who had showed up at his house two weeks prior, never having been with a man older than him, never having been fucked raw, or taken a load, was transforming into a cum hungry slut in front of his eyes. For a moment the room was empty, just Mike in the sling and Sir leaning against the wall. “Please, Sir are you there? Please fuck me! I’m so horny. It feels so good! I need more! Please Sir! Someone fuck me!” Someone… that desperate cry was music to Sir’s ears. He’d broken the boy, he didn’t care who bred him now, he just knew he needed more raw cock. “Fuck me! Please! Someone use me cummy hole. Fill me up with your punk!” Another man came around the corner. Young, twinky, the sort of guy you’d normally think was a bottom. He looked at Mike strapped to the sling and begging for more. He grinned, pulled his bulging jock to the side and whipped out a big fat “Skinny White Boy” dick. Sir grinned, its ways the ones you least expect. The twink stepped between Mike’s legs and gave the bottom what he was begging for. Nineteen loads. Just as the twink was finishing a big bear walked into the room. “He’s all yours,” said the twink and the bear just growled. The bear wasted no time in slamming his cock right into Mike’s dripping hole. He fucked Mike like a rutting bull, using swing of the slings chains to slam the boy’s ass against his cock. Mike moaned and whimpered, begging the man to breed him. Sir smiled listening to his broken boy beg. This was not the same boy who’d hit messaged him on Scruff that Saturday. “Hey! How’s it going,” Mike typed nervously. He’d never tried to hook up with anyone on an app before. Really most of his hookups had just been drunken accidents after parties, hurried make outs and blow jobs hoping they didn’t get caught. He’d only actually gone all the way with a guy three times. Always safe. He liked it. He wanted more of it, but he didn’t really know how to find guys to… well… he’d heard about these hook up apps so he thought, what the hell. He wasn’t not out, guys on the soccer team knew, but he was still nervous showing his face on the app so he made a profile with several pictures of his shirtless torso, set his preferences to bottom and started scrolling. The profile stood out to him immediately. A rough looking man in his forties with salt and pepper hair, a close-cropped beard, square handsome face, and what promised to be a strong hair covered body, profile name “SIR.” Mike had never really admitted it but that’s the sort of man who turned him on. Big burly men who looked like they could toss him around. Men old enough to be his father. Still, even though he watched guys like that in porn almost every time he jerked off, he’d never had a chance to act on that attraction. In a moment of bravery though Mike clicked on the Sir’s profile and messaged him. “Got a face pic?” Came Sir’s reply. Mike paused for a moment, took a deep breath and sent him an uncropped version of his profiled photo showing his full face. “Fuck you’re cute!” “Thank you Sir. You’re really sexy.” “Thanks boy.” …boy… looking at the word sent a jolt through Mike. It made his dick hard. “What you looking for on here boy?” “Dunno… I just downloaded the app. Haven’t done much but I was horny and hoping for some fun.” “This kinda fun?” Sir unlocked his album and Mike’s jaw hit the floor. He was presented with picture after picture of a big thick broad headed cock thrusting out from a thick nest of pubes. His mouth was watering. He’d never seen a cock like that. Immediately he knew he wanted to see it in person. “That kind of fun exactly!” Mike unlocked his own album which contained a couple of mirror pictures of his ass. “You’ve got a cute ass boy, and your profile says you’re a bottom. You think you can handle all this?” “Honestly… I don’t know. I’ve only been fucked a few times, but I’d love to try.” “I’ll be frank boy, I don’t usually play with inexperienced bottoms. I like boys who can take my cock and don’t complain, but if you’re serious about wanting it I’m willing to make an exception.” “I want it!” “Prove it. Be here in thirty minutes.” Sir sent an address. Mike stared at it for a long minute, not sure what to do, but then his hormones got the better of him. “On my way!” he responded. “See you soon,” said Sir, assuming the boy would flake and then block him. Sir had been wrong though, twenty minutes later there was knock at his door, and there was Mike standing nervously on his porch. Maybe this one is special Sir thought as he opened the door.

12. I stretched, feeling my naked body against the warm sheets of an unfamiliar bed. Slowly I opened my eyes and remembered I was in Sir’s bed. I remember him carrying me upstairs after he’d claimed me, pumping one last load into my abused dripping hole. I’d fallen asleep in his arms as he told me what a good boy I was and how proud of me he was. I nestled backwards and felt his warm firm body behind me. I pressed myself into his skin and felt his chest hair against my back. His hand came up and rubbed my chest, flicking across my nipple. I met his hand and held him there reveling in his touch. Flashes of the night before came back to me as I pushed into his body. I felt the cool metal of the chain around my neck. My morning wood strained against the confines of its cage. I still felt wet between my cheeks, and I could tell my hole was tender even just as I moved my legs. Still when I felt Sir’s own morning wood slipping up my crack I couldn’t help but wriggle my body till his head snagged on my hole and slowly slipped inside me. I rocked back and forth, fucking myself on his beautiful cock, reveling in how good it felt inside my battered hole. Even though I felt worn and used from the night before Sir’s cock felt like heaven sliding in and out of my guts. “Fuck pig,” he growled behind me, “isn’t your cunt sore boy?” “It is Sir, but I could never resist your hard cock.” “Good boy. Why don’t you show me how much you love my cock and ride me.” He rolled over onto his back, his dick slipping from my hole. I quickly turned over and clambered on top of him. I sat back and his cock easily slid inside me. I marveled at how perfectly his cock fit inside me now. It had seemed so impossibly large the first time he’d fucked me but after last night my hole opened for him with ease. I bounced up and down, tightening my cock around his shaft as I did. “Fuck yes boy, ride that cock. Milk my load out of me. Take my morning wood deep in your pussy. Your cunt feels so fucking good after last night. How does it feel taking my cock in you after all those loads last night?” “It feels amazing Sir. Like my pussy was made for your cock. It just slid in so easy. It feels so good. Fuck Sir! Thank you, Sir!” “For what boy?” “For showing me who I truly am. I can’t imagine going back to how I was before. I can’t believe I ever thought I was a top. I can’t believe I ever thought I was anything other than a bottom. I can’t believe there was a time I didn’t know I was meant to be a sub. Fuck Sir! I want to be here to service your hard cock every morning. I want to be able to service you whenever you want.” I was bouncing so hard my ass made a slapping sound against Sir’s thighs. I was panting between breaths. Now his cock was inside me I needed his load. I needed to feel him cum. I needed to see him happy. “Just like that pig. Just like that. Fuck yes. I’m gonna fill you up. Keep riding my dick. Fucking slut!” “Please Sir! Please let me have your load! Please let me make you feel good! Please let me get you off! Please give me your cum!” “Fucking beg for it you cum hungry slut.” “Please! Please, please Sir! Breed me!” Sir grabbed me by the hips and forced me down as he thrust up into me. He jammed his cock balls deep inside me and started to unload. More thick hot sperm pumped into me and I collapsed forward onto his hairy chest. He picked my head up from where it lay on his shoulder and drew me close. For a long moment he just looked into my eyes, and then he kissed me. A deep passionate kiss. His tongue invaded my mouth, claiming it and treasuring it at the same time. He wrapped his big arms around me, his cock still twitching in my hole. “I’m so proud of you boy, and the faggot you’ve become.” “Thank you, Sir! Really thank you.” “You ready to reintroduce yourself to the world?” “Yes Sir! I am.” “Good boy, go get your phone. Its still with your clothes by the front door.” I got slowly off of Sir’s cock, and still naked except for my collar and cage, rushed downstairs. My clothes were folded neatly on the side table by the door. I fished my phone out of my pants pocket and ran back up to Sir’s bedroom before even checking it. “Alright boy,” said Sir, his own phone in his hand, “Here are the photos and videos from last night.” He AirDropped the over to me. “Let’s start with an easy one. Text the picture of you freshly locked and collared to your friend, Jack was it, as a thank you for helping you on your path.” I opened my texts with Jack. “I can’t wait to see what you look like owned! Have fun slut.” I smiled at Jack’s last message and then texted him the picture and added, “Thank you for your help, and all your loads.” Grinning I showed my phone to Sir. “Good boy,” he responded. “One more easy one. Send the same photo to the guy you found yesterday, and tell him if he ever needs a cumdump to message you and you’ll be right there.” Dutifully I did as Sir said and sent the picture and message. Just as I finished that Jack responded. “Holy fucking shit! You look so fucking hot as a sub. I cant wait to get in your owned faggot cunt. I hope Sir will share you with me.” I turned the phone to Sir who said, “Tell him my boys cunts are available to any real man so long as the promise to send them back with a cunt full of sperm.” “Sir says as long as you breed me good you can use me any time.” “Fuck yes! I can’t wait. I’m gonna breed you all the time!” “Alright boy. Now for the hard one. So, at my request you haven’t told your ex anything about what we’ve been doing. I’m guessing he might have seen you on that hook up app, he gets a lot of dick there, but neither of us have told him anything. He made a cuck of you for all those months taking my loads, begging for my cock, slowly becoming my boy; and now you’ve turned the table. You’ve made him a cuck as you transformed into my sub. Now you have to tell him. You’ve got to confess too. Just like telling you that he was really a cum slut was the only way for him to really become who he is; you telling him that you’re an owned faggot sub is the only way for you to completely become who you are. Tell him you have a confession to make, tell him how hot you found it seeing him get used that first day, and then tell him whats happened to you. When it’s right send him that same photo followed by the last video I sent you. Once you’ve done that come down stairs and find me.” “You’re not going to stay here Sir?” “No pig. You have to do this. It’s your last step. You need to do this to truly be who you are. You could have stopped at some many moments. You could have never come here, or just discovered a love of raw sex and no needed more. You could have been happy getting fucked by your college buddies. No the need inside you was too much. You have to finish your path. Tell Dan who you truly are and you and he will be my boys.” Sir caught me up in his arms and kissed me. With a pat on the ass he left the room still naked. I looked at myself in the mirror standing in the corner of the room for a moment. I took in my rumpled hair, the cum dried on my chest. I touched the chain around my neck, feeling its weight. My fingers fondled the lock resting just below my clavicle. Slowly they traced their way down my stomach to grasp the cage around my cock. I felt the wetness at the tip and lapped up my own precum. My one hand continued its journey along my body, finally coming to my ass. I felt my hairy cheeks crusted with dried cum from the night before. I felt my hole. I felt the slick wetness there. I felt my now battered hole. It was transformed. Five days ago it had been a tight college boy’s hole. It had only ever been fucked a handful of times, and always with a condom. Now… now my hole was loose enough to take a fist and full of loads from a dozen strangers. Sir was right. I picked up my phone again and pulled up my ex’s number. I was nervous. I wanted it to go well. I wanted him to be as turned on by my transformation as I had been his. I typed out a couple of greetings before finally landing on, “What no cage check this morning?” With my message sent I sat nervously on Sir’s bed looking at all the photos and videos he’d taken last night. It had been wild to experience but somehow looking at the images was even more shocking. I guess I’d never imagined what I looked like getting fucked, let alone what I looked like getting spit roasted or double penetrated. It looked like something from a porno. I flicked through watching as my hole slowly opened up becoming more and more red and bruised from the onslaught of cocks Sir had arranged for me. I stared into my own eyes as the bulged the first time I took two dicks at once. “Fuck yes! Use my pussy! Use me like the fucking faggot I am! Wreck me! Breed my cunt!” The words sounded like they’d come from someone else, even though it was my voice and I could see myself saying them in the video. A steady stream of precum was pouring from the end of my cage and my hole was practically quivering. My phone pinged. A picture of Dan standing fully naked in the locker room, his cage proudly on display filled my screen. “Happy?” he replied. “Very.” “You like seeing my caged cock don’t you?” “You have no idea how hot it is.” “Did you notice it’s smaller? Sir downsized me yesterday. He said he was going to use my old cage to break in a new faggot. Some dumb slut he’d corrupted.” “Dan I have a confession to make.” “What…?” “Those pics you sent that first night, when you told me about Sir were so fucking hot I was so turned on.” “I know you asked me all about it.” “Well there’s more. Sir texted me too. That night. He texted me saying that you were his now and sent me a pic of you with your head shaved, caged, and collared. I didn’t know what to do with it it was so hot.” “I know he sent that. He told me.” “Well he kept texting me. Telling me what a big slut he’d made you and… well… he sort of tripped me up into confessing that when I was watching all those videos of you getting bred I wasn’t jealous that someone else was fucking my boyfriend… I was jealous that I wanted to be the one getting bred.” “Fuck! Tommy did you bottom? Did you get bred?!” “Several times,” I replied, wildly underselling what a slut I had become. “Fuck that’s hot! Who bred you?” “Well… the first time… it was Sir.” “WHAT?!” “He was texting me about you.” I was typing as fast as I could, “Telling me how he’d corrupted you, and how you’d begged him to use you while we were still together. Once I said that I wasn’t jealous of other guys fucking you but that I wanted to get fucked like that he told me to come to his house the next day. I hadn’t intended to go, but then the time came and I just… I just obeyed.” “Are you serious?” “It was… it was intoxicating being around him. He had this power over me. I just wanted to submit to him. He got me to suck his cock, and then he ate my hole out for what felt like hours. He fingered me. Then finally… he fucked me and gave me my first load.” “Holy shit? When was this? Last night?” “No… five days ago. You were in the basement. You texted me saying he’d had you down there while he used some slut. It was me. I was the slut he was using. He told me that for boys like me getting bred was addictive. I thought he’d been exaggerating, but he was right. After that first load getting fucked by him again was all I could think about… but Sir said he wouldn’t fuck me again till I’d proven myself… till I was lost in the cock lust. Two nights ago I went to Tunnel with Jack and ended up getting bred by him in the bathroom… then his friend, and then I went home with Jack and he gave me another load. Plus one more in the morning…” “Are you telling me what I think you’re telling me…?” “Yesterday I downloaded a hook up app… and found this daddy. I begged him to breed me. So with Jack’s load still in me I went to his house and took his load too. Which was finally enough for Sir. He told me to come right over after I told him. He said I was ready to submit, and he made me into my true self.” Hands shaking I sent Dan the picture of me collared and caged, just like the one Sir had sent me of him. There was a long pause before Dan’s response came. “Holy shit. You’re telling the truth. You’re the dumb slut Sir caged yesterday. You’ve got the cage on I had before he downsized me. You’ve shaved your head. Fuck! I want to be mad but its so hot seeing you like that. Please tell me he wrecked your tight little cunt too!” “It’s not so tight or little now. When I got here yesterday he locked my cock up first. Then he took me to the playroom and fucked me with a massive dildo, followed by his fingers till his whole fist was inside me. After he bred my gaping hole he shaved and collared me. Then he invited all his friends over.” I sent a handful of the photos Sir had taken and the video of me taking my first double penetration confessing that I was a faggot into the camera. “Fuck! Where are you now?” “I’m in Sir’s bedroom. He’s waiting for me to come downstairs and tell him that I’ve confessed my true nature to you.” “What is your true nature? So far you’ve told me what you’ve done, not what you’ve become.” “I’m a faggot cumdump whore sub pig, made to be used and bred by real me. I’m Sir’s boy.” “Good boy, now you can go tell Sir you’ve confessed and hopefully I can come over and see your fucking wrecked cunt. Holy shit. Its so hot thinking about the guy who used to fuck me and pull out to cum on my ass is now a bottom. Not just a bottom a fucking sub whore with a ruined cum filled pussy! Fuck!” I rushed downstairs, my phone still in my hand, and found Sir sitting naked at the table drinking a cup of coffee. “I did it Sir! I confessed!” “Let me see your phone, I want to see what you two said.” Obediently I handed over my phone. Sir took a moment scrolling through my messages with Dan, a smile slowly growing on his face. When he looked up at me he was beaming. “That was perfect boy, and he took it even better than I thought he would.” Sir took up his own phone and sent a text. A moment later my phone buzzed and I looked down to see a group message with both me and Dan. “Boy, come over. I want to show you the faggot your ex boyfriend’s become.” Dan’s text was almost instant, “Yes Sir! Be right there!” Sir took me down to the playroom while we waited for Dan. He must have run over because less than ten minutes later we heard the front door open and then a moment later Dan came pelting down the basement steps already naked. From my position kneeling on the floor in front of Sir I took in Dan’s transformed boy for the first time in person. The cage around his cock was only an inch and a half long, and his cock was straining against it. His pert chest perfectly framed the gold lock hanging from his chain. He looked fucking sexy. “On the floor next to the other one,” Sir said by way of greeting. Without saying anything to me Dan knelt down next to me and faced Sir. “Before I leave you two to get reacquainted as your true selves I want to explain how things are going to work for around here. Collectively you will be known as my pigs, and from now on you are boy,” he pointed at Dan, “and you are faggot,” he pointed at me. “Boys and faggots are not the same. Boys are cumdumps, hungry little sluts. They live to be fucked. Faggots are subs, they serve everyone. Boys even get to play with faggots from time to time. That’s just who the two of you are. I didn’t make you that way, I just helped you figure it out. While it might be weird for you both for a little while, I think you’ll both settle into your new lives quite nicely. “No I imagine the two of you are eager to spend some time discovering what’s changed about each other in the last week. SO, I’m going to leave you alone down here to get to know each other again. Ill be upstairs working. Then this afternoon you’re each gonna go visit a couple of friends of mine who don’t have pigs of their own. You two have fun… oh and boy, you might be excited to know yesterday your ex learned he loves drinking right from the tap.” With that Sir left, and Dan… boy and I were left kneeling on the floor. We waited till Sir had gone up the steps and closed the door to move. “Go get in the piss corner,” boy said grinning wickedly. “I wanna unload down your throat before I get my tongue in your cummy pussy.” “What?” “You heard what Sir said… Faggots serve boys. So open up.” Neither of us spent much time at our apartments from then on. If we weren’t at class we were usually at Sir’s place servicing either him or his friends. Sometimes we’d go out with our friends from college. A few of them thought maybe we were still together because we were still so clothes. Others were confused by the shift in our dynamic. Most however knew exactly what we were and took advantage of that fact often. Jack fucked me every day after out Stats class all the next semester. I saw the Daddy at least one a week. I drank every load of Sir and boy’s piss that I could. In my free time I rode bigger and bigger toys till Sir had to start buying new ones. I loved what I had become. I had found my purpose. I am an idiot faggot sub cumdump pig whore. I was made to be used and bred. I’m a hole for men. I’m Sir’s faggot.

11. “Look right into the camera,” Sir said, holding his phone up. I was kneeling in the middle of the room now, the wall of sex toys displayed behind me. “Start with your name, and who you belong to, and then in your own words tell the story of how you came to be kneeling on my floor with a nine-inch plug in your recently fisted cum filled cunt, your cock leaking a little caged and your head shaved.” I nodded my understanding, “Alright. Go.” “My name is Tommy and I’m Sir’s cumdump sub pig. I used to be a condoms only top in a monogamous relationship, but Sir helped me realized that I’m actually a sub bottom born to please men and take their loads. It just feels so good.” “Tell your story,” Sir prompted. “It started when my ex cucked me with Sir. I didn’t know it but for months he was taking Sir’s cock behind my back slowly becoming one of Sir’s boys. When Sir finally made him tell me I was shocked but turned on. I didn’t understand it, but when Sir told me to come to his house I couldn’t help but obey…” I told the whole story of the last five days. I looked right into the camera on the back of Sir’s phone and talked about fingering myself till I came thinking about Sir’s dick. I talked about feeling desperate when Sir wouldn’t fuck me and going to the bar with Jack. I said that I was jealous when Jack had gone off with another guy and I’d found out that Jack had bred him. I described in detail how it had felt when Jack had fucked me in the bathroom, and when his friend had come in after. I described hunting for dick online today. I even mentioned finding my ex’s profile and being turned on seeing what a slut he was. Then I talked about coming to Sir’s and giving up my cock, taking his fist and his load, about swallowing his piss, and getting my head shaved. I blinked for a moment at the end of my tale and then looked back into the camera to say, “Sir said he’d turn me into a dumb slut, and he was right. I am a dumb slut. I’m Sir’s boy. I’m a fist pig faggot cumdump whore.” “Good boy. I’m going to take some pictures tonight as my friends use you, and then in the morning we’ll introduce the new you.” “I can’t wait Sir!” Thankfully I didn’t have to wait long before Sir’s friends started turning up. He never introduced me to any of them. They just came down into the basement already naked. At first it was just one or two guys. They’d bend me over the fuck bench, or toss me into the sling and use my hole. If there wasn’t another guy to immediately start fucking me they’d slide the plug back into my cunt to keep me open and loose. Sir floated around, talking to his friends, encouraging them to use me and filming them sliding in and out of my hole. Occasionally he’d pan up to my face and have me say something like, “I’m just a cumdump Sir! Fill me with your loads!” Five burly men all roughly Sir’s age, all with large cocks had come and gone after the first two hours. I thought for a moment that was the end of it. Dan had only had eight guys at his party, and gotten like twelve loads, maybe those five were it. Then the group showed up. All at once six guys of various ages and types walked down the basement steps. They ranged in age from probably twenty-five through sixty. A jock, a couple of daddies, an honest to goodness bear, they ran the gambit. The one thing they all had in common was they were packing. I was placed in the middle of the room on the fuck bench, my well-bred ass exposed and vulnerable. Sir attached my legs down to the bench but left my hands loose so I could still jerk guys off. I moaned as dick after dick was slid inside me. While guys waited their turn they would circle around waving their dicks at my face and fucking my throat. Sir kept taking pictures and videos as the guys spit roasted me. After what felt like an hour and almost eight loads I was taken off the bench and lifted onto a mattress where the jock was laying. He dragged me on top of him and slid his cock into my gaping hole. He pulled me tight to his chest and I felt another man get behind me. The bear worked his cock in next to the jock and started to pound me ferociously. I was screaming, but it felt amazing. I was so open and so full of spunk my hole offered no resistance to any of them, it was just pure joy. “Fuck yes! Use my pussy! Use me like the fucking faggot I am! Wreck me! Breed my cunt!” I shouted not realizing Sir was right in front of me filming me. I caught his eye and he nodded his approval. The bear let out a mighty roar and another load rushed into my hole. He was soon replaced with another cock that blew its load all over my hole and the jock’s dick. The third guy sliding into my hole next to his cock was too much for the jock. I watched his face scrunch up and his body spasm as he added his deposit. The night ended with my sprawled out glassy eyed on the mattress covered in cum, an even larger plug stuffed in my abused cunt. Sir took one last picture before helping me into a sitting position. “Fuck pig. You did better than I ever could have imagined. “Thank you, Sir,” I said wearily. “There’s just one more thing before you get to go to sleep.” “What’s that Sir?” He held up the thick chain pad lock. I grinned. All of my exhaustion washed out of me. “Stand up boy.” I stepped off the bed and stood in front of Sir. He passed the chain around behind my head and brought the two ends together then slipped the arch of the lock through and closed it with a solid click. I felt the cold metal on my skin and looked down to admire it. “In the sling boy, you’ve got one more load to take.” Sir grabbed his crotch and shook his hard cock at me. I dashed over to the sling and flung myself back into it, the heavy lock around my neck thudding into my chest when I landed. Sir pulled the plug out of my hole with a wet squelch and then slid his cock inside me. He filmed himself sliding in and out of my spent hole and planned up to my face and said, “What are you?” “I’m a faggot cumdump whore.” “Good boy.”

10. I followed Sir on shaky legs across the room to a little raised area I hadn’t noticed before. “On your knees in the middle pig,” Sir said commandingly. I stepped up into the little tiled square, noticing a that it had a small lip all the way round and a drain in the middle. It was like a walk-in shower but with no glass or shower head. Still I did as Sir said without question. I knelt down in the middle of the square, right over the drain and looked up at him expectantly. “Open your mouth boy.” Sir said. He was far gruffer than he had ever been before. It made my cock strain in its cage and a glob of precum dripped from the head onto the tiled floor. I looked up into Sir’s eyes and opened my mouth. He grinned at me almost wickedly and grabbed his semi hard cock. “My boys don’t just take my cum,” he said, “keep your mouth open, and don’t forget to swallow.” My eyes flicked down to his cock head just in time to see golden liquid burst forth. It spattered my chest at first, then Sir redirected the stream so it hit me square in my own mouth. My cheeks filled quickly with the hot salty liquid. On instinct I swallowed hurriedly, trying to catch as much of Sir’s hot piss in my mouth as I could. Still it ran down my chin, and onto my chest covering me in his pee. He seemed to be able to piss forever. I gulped down mouthful after mouthful of hot liquid. It felt like I was crossing a new line. Just like taking Sir’s raw cock had crossed a line, like then taking Jack’s load had been an even further line. I understood why Sir said this was me giving up my body. I wasn’t just a cumdump. I was a urinal too. My body was for his use. If he wanted to fill me with cum he would. If he wanted to fill me with piss he would do that too. At long last Sir’s stream began to lessen. I leaned forward, moving closer to his cock so to not miss any. Finally I stuck out my tongue and licked the last drip clinging to Sir’s slit. I licked my lips, and swallowed. “Thank you, Sir,” I said looking up into his face again. “Wow boy. That was impressive. I don’t think I’ve seen a boy take to piss drinking like that before. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. You’re special. You’re just meant to be a sub, and subs service men in whatever way they need.” “Sir, can I be honest?” “Of course boy.” He looked concerned. “That was so fucking hot. I never thought about drinking a man’s piss before. It was… holy shit.” I ran my hand over my body collecting droplets of piss and then licked them off my fingers. “That was amazing.” “God you’re fucking perfect boy.” Sir bent down, and caught my chin in his hand. He tipped my face up to his and kissed me deeply. “You’re just so fucking perfect.” After a beat Sir’s face turned gravely serious, “Now, when we’re done here tonight you’re going to be my boy, and that mean’s wearing a collar.” He pointed to the wall where a thick chain and lock, just like the one I’d seen around Dan’s neck hung. “It doesn’t come off. That mean’s showing to the world you’re an owned boy at all times. For me that’s enough of a marker, but you get a choice here. If you want to really look the part, to really look like an idiot faggot cumdump pig slut, I’ll also buzz off those beautiful locks. You won’t look like a cute innocent college boy any more. There will be no hiding, even if you try to tuck your collar away or hide the lock. You’ll look like a sex pig all the time. So I leave that choice up to you. Are you a closet sub? Someone that people maybe suspect of being a plaything for me… or do you want everyone to know?” “Please Sir. Shave my head. Make me into a sex pig.” “Right answer boy.” I looked at him confusedly. “You never really had a choice. If you’d asked me not to shave your head I would have let me friends use you and then tossed you aside. You weren’t the sub I thought you were. You just gave up your body to me. Stay there.” I was shocked, and euphoric at the same time. I would never have guessed he was testing me. Yet I passed. I was still his boy, and the whole world would be able to tell soon. He was going to make me look like a proper sex pig. Sir stepped up onto the little platform, and walked behind me. I tried to turn my head to look at him but he grabbed the top of my head and turned it back forward. I heard him moving around, then the buzzing of clippers. It was happening right now. He grabbed my head in one hand, brought the clippers to the center of my forehead and drew them backwards through my hair. There was no going back now. I had a buzzed striped down the center of my floppy hair. He worked quickly and efferently, tossing big clips of hair aside as he sheered me like a sheep. I was soon surrounded by little tufts of my hair. My cock dripped another big gob of precum and my hole twitched around the fat plug. After about ten minutes the clippers stopped. I looked around me at what had been my hair. Sir dusted me off, got me to my feet and steered me towards a full-length mirror. I didn’t recognize the man looking back at me. He had my face but he was completely different. It wasn’t just the hair, and the cage. There was a look in my eyes, a hunger that I didn’t recognize, but completely understood. It was cock lust. It was what Sir had been growing in me all the time. It was my new persona, my true persona shining through at last. “Thank you, Sir,” was all I could say. “You’re welcome pig. Now there’s one last thing to take care of before your party starts?” “Party Sir?” “Well, gang bang is more accurate. As soon as you told me you’d finally given in and sought out a guy just for his load I started arranging a little get together for you tonight. I did it for your ex remember?” I remembered the pictures of Dan being spit roasted, of the unknown cocks sliding bare into his hole. My own hole pulsed around the plug. “But before the guys get here I want you to record a little video. I have a something fun planned for how we’re going to introduce your ex, and maybe some of your friends to the new you.”

9. He led me to a door off the kitchen and then down a flight of stairs. The basement was dark apart from a faint red glow. I knew immediately where he was leading me. Dan has sent me a picture of himself in a sling in this same dim red light. We turned a corner at the bottom of the stairs and I was met with a sight I’d never imagined in all my life. Laid out in front of me, bathed in red light, was a true play room. In the center of the room a sling hung suspended below the mirrored ceiling from thick chains. Off to one side was a chair with no center to the seat, a strange looking contraption under it, and thick restraints on the arms and legs. Opposite the chair was a slanted padded bench with restraints at each end. Along one wall were shelves full of toys of all kinds; bondage, gear, dildos, plugs, anything you could imagine. On the wall across from the shelves on a small platform was big wooden X also fitted out with restraints. “Welcome to my playroom boy.” “Its… Sir, I’ve never seen anything like it! What are all these things?” “You’ll get to experience all of them in good time. Come over here thought and get in the sling.” He grabbed me under my arms and lifted me into the sling pitching me backwards. I collapsed into the leather bed, my legs immediately swinging upward. It was like the shape of the sling had forced them up. Sir grinned at me, and took hold of one of my legs. He brought my ankle over to the chain and fastened the leather restraint hanging from the chain to my leg. Then he did the other one. As he moved around to my arms he said, “The first step in your transformation is giving me control of your cock.” He grabbed my cage and shock it. “The second step is giving me control of your hole.” “You have it Sir! My hole is yours!” I said enthusiastically as he connected my remaining arm to the sling chain. “You may feel like you’ve given up your hole,” he replied, grinning wickedly, “but I’m about to make it mine.” He left my field of vision for a moment and when he returned he was carrying a small table covered with toys. “Breaking your boyfriend was all about getting him to admit he was a cumdump. That he needed to raw cock, and that your cock was never going to be what he needed. It was about showing him how much he craved the cock of a real man. Breaking you is different.” As he spoke he started to lube up a toy. Looking up into the mirror I could just make out a long thick shiny black shaft in the gloom. “Breaking you is about showing you you’re not a top at all. You’re just as much a sub as your little boyfriend was… actually if I’m right about you, and I usually am, you’re going to become even more of a sub than him.” He pressed the lubed up toy against my cum filled hole. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. As I let the air slowly out of my lungs Sir pushed the toy more firmly into my hole. There was a moment of resistance and then my hole gave way. I moaned, my head crashing back onto the sling and the silicone shaft slid deep inside me. “Your ex has a hunger for cum. Its what makes him a good bottom. Keeping him locked up and horny makes him a good sub. It keeps him focused and loyal. You on the other hand.” He pushed the toy deeper. “You gave into me before you’d even seen my cock in person. You gave in just watching those videos of me using your ex.” A few more inches of the toy slid inside me and I groaned. “You’re not just after cum… though from how much is oozing out of your hole right now you certainly are falling into the same cum addition as your ex. Yes, this pussy’s going to turn into a big beautiful cunt in no time. No for your it’s not just about cum. Its about submission. You are a natural sub. That’s why you had such a hard time seeking cock out, your natural inclination is to just give in.” He pressed the toy a little harder still. I felt resistance deep inside my hole and then suddenly it was gone and the toy side in to the base. “Just like that. Your second hole just gave up and let me inside. You’re a natural born sub. Your meant for this. You were never a top. You were just pretending. Waiting for the day for someone to show you who you truly are.” He pulled the toy back and slowly began to fuck me with it. As Sir slowly slid the toy in and out of my hole ravaging my second hole I lost myself in the bliss. I watched in the mirror above me as his strokes became easier, as the toy looked slicker and slicker. I watched the hair around my hole cling to its shaft as Sir drew it back out again and again before sliding it hilt deep inside me once more. It was like an out of body experience. The pleasure of being opened was more than my brain could process and so I watched it from outside myself. I listened to Sir talk about how I was a natural born sub, how my hole was made for this, how I was made for this, and I could think of no counter argument. Why would I want a counter argument? Submitting felt so good. It was so peaceful and clear to give in to what Sir wanted. It has been easy to give in to what Jack wanted. Though I had been the instigator I had obeyed the man earlier today. I had even given in to Jack’s friend when he’d found me still in the bathroom. Submitting was the easiest thing in the world. “Fuck yes,” Sir cooed, pulling the full length of the toy out of me again. “You took that so well. Fuck.” He ran his fingers around my gaping hole. “I’m going to be able to get my whole fucking fist inside you soon.” “Fuck! Really Sir?” “If you want it bad enough you’d be amazed what you can take.” “I want it Sir! I want you to ruin me!” “Oh do you now?” “Yes Sir! I want you to make me into your boy! I want you to make my pussy into a cunt! I want to me yours! I want to serve you. I want you to make me into whatever you want. I want to be the perfect hole for you! I want to be the perfect hole for anyone you want to share me with! Please Sir! Destroy me. Make me into your pig! Your sub! Your cumdump! Your whore! Please Sir!” “Look in the mirror boy.” As I was begging Sir had been twisted and wriggling his fingers inside me. Little by little he’d pressed all four of his fingers into me. Then formed a spear with his hand, his thumb tucked tight to his palm. Very slowly, while I pleaded with him to make me his, he’d pressed his pointed hand into my willing hole and slid his beefy fist into me. Looking in the mirror I gasped as I suddenly understood what I was seeing. My hole clung tightly to his wrist, stretched wider than it ever had been before. “I told you. You’re a natural.” He pulled his hand back and I watched in awe as me hole gaped open to let the widest part of his hand side through. “Deep breath, and then let it out slowly, you’re going to watch me fist you this time.” I did as he said, and watched in amazement as I breathed out and my hole spread easily around his invading digits and swallowed him up to the wrist. “Holy shit,” I panted. “Good boy,” Sir whispered and pulled his hand out again. Almost immediately he pressed it back inside me. It was even easier this time. I just moaned as my hole became a gaping maw and his fist disappeared inside me. “Perfect. Absolutely perfect. From condoms only top to raw fisting bottom in just five days. Who could have imagined it.” “Oh fuck Sir it feels so good! Thank you, Sir!” “That’s it boy,” He said as he took his hand out of my hole. “Open that cunt up for me.” “Cunt Sir?” “Once you can get a my big fucking fist in your hole it’s a cunt boy.” “Thank you for opening me up and making my hole a cunt Sir!” “You’re welcome boy. You should be proud. It took your ex a full week of stretching sessions to get my fist in his guts. I told you, he’s a cumdump. You are a real sub cunt.” “Thank you Sir!” “Now, I think,” he pulled the straining pouch of his jock aside, “you’ve earned this.” He lined up his cock with my abused open hole and rammed it home. There was no need for going slow or getting my hole used to his cock. After his fist taking his cock was easy. It felt simple and perfect. As if it had been made to take this man’s cock. It pressed on all the right places inside me and I lost myself in the crashing waves of pleasure. I watched absently in the mirror above as Sir rammed into my hole. He gripped the chains just below my legs. The sling swung wildly with his thrusts ramming me into his cock with ever increasing speed. I was gone. I became nothing but a whimpering, begging fuck hole for him. I was his toy. I submitted. I gave in. I let go. As Sir built to a climax I started to understand what he meant. Yes I wanted his load, I wanted it more than anything in the world, but there was something else. I wanted to make him feel good. I’d wanted that too when I’d taken Jack to the bathroom, when I’d said yes to his friend fucking me, when Jack and I had gone home together. I’d wanted it when I woke up to Jack sliding his cock inside me. I’d even wanted it when I had pursued Daddy a few hours ago. I’d been the one who had instigated the hook up but once it was happening I’d wanted him to feel good. Moreover, I’d felt pride when they had felt good. Getting them off was making them feel pleasure and that made me happy. A new kind of climax thundered through me as Sir’s cock started to throb inside my hungry cunt. As his load pumped into my guts a euphoric pride washed over me. It came with all the same endorphins as an orgasm but without the physical release. My cock remained tightly locked in its cage, almost soft, a thick river of precum oozing out of it, while my mind experienced all of the joy that comes with climax. Sir bellowed as he fired off the last volleys of cum inside me. He was covered in sweat and grinning ear to ear. “Well done boy.” “Fuck! Thank you, Sir. I love being your hole.” “Good boy. How do you feel.” “I feel… I’ve never felt like this. I’m… I’m proud that my hole made you cum. That my body could give you pleasure like that. I feel… I’m… proud is the wrong word but, I’m excited that my body is able to do these things. I can’t believe I took your fist so easily. I can’t believe how good it feels to have you inside me again Sir. I can’t believe how good it feels to get you to cum, to get a man in general to cum.” I was rambling. “That’s perfect boy. That’s exactly what you should be feeling. You’re coming into your own. You’re becoming the sub you’re meant to be. You’ve given up your cock and…” he turned to the table next to him, picked up a big metallic orange plug, slathered it in lubed and turned back to my ass, “given up your hole.” He pushed the massive plug into me. I grunted as the base locked into place. “Both in record time. Its ok to feel a little overwhelmed. Beginning a new life can be overwhelming. You are in good hands and this is your path.” “Thank you, Sir. I know it is.” Sir wiped his hands on a towel, and started to release my from the restraints. My arms fell onto my chest all the blood rushing back to my hands. He lifted me gingerly from the sling and held me for a moment. “You’ve given up your cock, and your cunt, are you ready to give up your body?” “Yes Sir! I’ll do anything for you!” “Good boy.”

8. I could have driven my car home and walked to Sir’s but I didn’t want to waste any time. I drove straight there. Parked in his driveway I sent a text to Jack, “It worked. I found a guy online, got him to breed me and now Sir says I’m ready! Thank you for your help!” “I can’t wait to see what you look like owned! Have fun slut!” He texted back. I took a deep breath and got out of the car. I was so excited I was shaking. I steadied myself and walked up to Sir’s front door. He opened it before I could knock. This time he wasn’t dressed in just a casual tank top and shorts. He wore a black leather harness strapped across his chest, a thick waisted black jock already bulging from his erecting, and knee-high black leather boots. He grabbed me by shirt and pulled me into the house. “Are you ready to become a real faggot?” He said, his face inches from mine. “Yes Sir!” “Are you ready for me to make you boy?” “Yes Sir!” “Are you ready for me to ruin you?” “Yes Sir!” “Are you ready to become my sub? To obey me?” “Yes Sir!” “Good boy. Strip. My boys don’t wear clothes in this house.” For the second time in less than an hour I tore my clothes off next to the front door of a man’s house. “Perfect,” he said when I was completely naked. “Now, we’re going to take your transformation nice and slow. Not for your sake, it’s just more fun for me to watch you slowly disappear and new sub pig take your place.” “Whatever you want Sir! I just don’t want any of these feelings to end.” “They never will boy. Now follow me.” He led me through his front room and around the back of the house into the kitchen. I was slightly confused but followed him dutifully. “Hop up on the island there,” he gestured to the large cooking island in the middle of the room. Was he going to fuck me here in the kitchen? Sir turned to the freezer, and took something out. “Deep breaths boy. We’ve got to get that cock of yours to go down a little.” With that he pressed an ice pack to my hard leaking cock. I gasped. “Deep breaths,” he reminded. I took a long shuddering breath in and closed my eyes. I tried to think of anything but the cold. It seemed to go on forever. Really though it was less than thirty seconds later when he took the ice pack away and slid something around my cock and balls. I kept my eyes closed. I knew what was happening but at the same time wanted to be surprised. I tried to focus on not getting hard again as Sir manipulated my shaft. I felt cold plastic press into my cock head, then heard the click of a lock and Sir made a little satisfied sound. I opened my eyes and looked down. The cock I had once been proud of, that I had described as big while I fucked my ex boyfriend’s tight hole, was now locked in a black plastic cage less than two inches long. My cock strained against its new confines, but there was no escape. My dick was locked up tight. The first part of my transformation into Sir’s sub pig was complete. “What do you think boy?” I looked at Sir blankly for a moment. I was too lost in my own excitement to speak. When I did manage to say something the first thing that came to my mind was, “Thank you Sir!” “It’s a little big still, but we’ll downsize you soon enough.” “Downsize me?” “You didn’t think I was going to lock you once and then just leave you like that did you?” “No Sir… I didn’t… I didn’t know that was an option,” I said a little abashedly. Sir leaned close and kissed me before saying, “The cage that’s on your cock right now is the one I locked your ex in that first night. I downsized him to one a half inch smaller this morning. In a week you’ll inherit that cage when I downsize him again. Then again in another week, and then again. Till both your cocks are trapped in the smallest cage you’ll fit into.” “Fuck! Sir that’s so hot. So this is… this is the cage he was wearing in those photos the night you claimed him?” “It sure is boy. Now you’ll be wearing it when we reintroduce the two of you, but that’s later.” “Is he here Sir?” “No he’s not here this time. I’ll bring him around later, but don’t worry about that now. This isn’t about your ex, this is about you becoming who you’re supposed to be. This is about your submission.” “Yes Sir!” “Are you ready for the next step?” “Yes Sir!” “Good boy. Then follow me downstairs.”

7. “Good boy. It felt good to give into being a slut didn’t it,” Sir said after I told him about the second guy fucking me in the bathroom. “Yes Sir! It felt amazing. I feel like such a slut! But I’m still desperate for your cock… have I proven myself yet?” “You’re almost there, boy, but not quite. You’re on the right track. Just keep giving in. Keep doing what feels good.” “But Sir… Dan said that after he got fucked by another man you told him to come right over. I thought that would be the same…” “Your ex was already a horny bottom when he came to me. I had to break him of his connection to you so he could become his true self. You’ve imagined yourself a top for far too long. I have to break you of that. You have to truly give in to being a bottom. Getting fucked in the club bathroom is a good start but you’re not ready for my cock again. Keep going boy. I’m proud of you.” “Yes Sir! Thank you, Sir. I can’t wait till I’ve earned your cock again.” “Good boy. Go be the slut I know you are.” I stood in the bathroom for a moment not sure what to do with myself. I’d been convinced that the key to getting Sir to fuck me again was taking some other guy’s load. It had worked for my ex. He’d given into his desperation for cum and Sir had immediately wanted him, but for me that wasn’t enough. I looked at Sir’s message and read it again, ‘Your ex was already a horny bottom when he came to me… You’ve imagined yourself a top for far too long. I have to break you of that. You have to truly give in to being a bottom.’ What did that mean? I’d just gotten fucked by two different guys, I had their loads inside me. What else did I have to do to show him I had truly given in? I left the bathroom feeling frustrated. I wanted Sir to fuck me! Despite having two big loads deep inside me I was still horny and I was convinced only Sir’s cock would satiate me. When I found our group again Jack grinned at me. He walked over and caught me around me waist. Grinning he kissed me and said, “I can’t believe you let Mike fuck you too! That’s so fucking hot. I bet you feel fucking full now. Mike and I both cum a lot.” “No kidding, my holes so fucking wet.” “Fuck!” Jack said and kissed me again, “how did this happen? How did you suddenly become suck a slut? Was it just the breakup?” I looked at Jack’s handsome face and thought: fuck it, if Sir’s not gonna fuck me tonight… “Why don’t you take me home and I’ll tell you the story while I milk another load out of you.” “Oh shit yeah. I’ve got at least one more load in me if you’re willing to work for it.” I grabbed him by the back of the neck and kissed him deeply, “I’m going to ride you till your balls are empty.” “Lets get a car.” We careened into Jack’s apartment, barely making it in the door before we were ripping each other’s clothes off. We left a trail of discarded shirts and pants as we tumbled towards Jack’s bedroom. When he slammed the door shut we were both left in only our straining briefs. Jack knocked me back onto the bed, and pulled off my briefs. He lifted my legs onto his shoulder and then got down between them and licked at my cum filled hole. I let out a long deep moan at the first flick of his tongue. “Alright, spill. You’re dating Dan and you’re a condoms only mostly top. The two of you break up and now you’re a cumdump bottom. What happened?” “Well,” I said, between gasps as Jack continued to eat me out, “It started with these texts.” I told Jack the whole story. I told him about my ex texting me that first night, and how horny it had made me. I told him about texting with Sir. Then about going to Sir’s house. I told him how good it had felt giving in and taking Sir’s cock. I told him how hot it was seeing Dan transformed into Sir’s toy. I even told him that I wanted Sir to do that to me, that I now fantasized about belonging to Sir. Lastly, I told him about Sir telling me he wouldn’t fuck me till I was truly lost in the cum lust. That Dan had said once he’d been so horny as to let another man fuck him that Sir had immediately bred him again, but that for some reason for me that wasn’t enough. Even with the waves of pleasure coursing through me as Jack lapped the cum from my hole, I felt frustrated. Why didn’t Sir want me? Why wasn’t getting fucked by both Jack and his friend enough? “Because you didn’t have to work for those loads,” Jack said coming up for air and crawling between my legs. He hovered over me, his face slick with spit and cum. “What?” I hadn’t realized I’d voiced my frustrations about Sir not fucking me out loud to him. “Mike and I… you didn’t have to work to get our loads you just said yes when the opportunity presented itself. Giving your hole up to anyone who wants it is a good instinct for a cumdump.” He lined his throbbing cock up with my hole again. “But I think what this guy…” “Sir.” I corrected him. “Sir,” Jack said smiling and pressed his cock into me, “means when he says ‘give in to being a bottom’ is you need to not just be saying yes when cock is presented to you but hunting for it.” He stabbed his cock forward in one swift motion making us both groan. Jack hammered and pumped working himself up to another load. He finally came while I was riding him, tweaking his nipples, and kissing him deeply. We collapsed together onto the bed in a sweaty heap and feel asleep with Jack’s body pressed tight into my back. It took me a moment to understand what was happening the next morning. When I opened my eyes I had to blink a few times before I remembered I’d gone home with Jack and it was his arm draped across me. It was another second before I realized it was Jack’s movements that had woken me up. His arm was draped over my side, his chin nestled next to my shoulder, and his morning wood sawing slowly in and out of my hole. I moaned. “Fuck, I hope you don’t mind,” Jack said, “My cock was so hard it just slipped right in.” “No… oh fuck, it feels good.” “God your hole feels so good. And so fucking wet. Shit!” “You feel all your cum from last night inside me?” “Oh fuck yes! You’re still so full. I can feel all that cum on my dick.” “Give it to me Jack. Fuck your cock deep inside me. I want your load. Give me another one. Leave me leaking.” “Fucking nasty ass pig. I’m gonna fuck you all the time. Keep this hole nice and full of my seed.” “Yeah! Beed me!” “You want this load?” “Yes! Fuck me Jack! Fucking cum inside me.” “You’re such a hot slut! Begging for cum. You’re gonna earn Sir’s load in no time. I know it. You’re gonna end up an owned sub faggot cunt! A caged up little slut for everyone to use.” “Please! Yes! Help me become Sir’s boy. I need it. I need his cock. I need his load. I need you to breed me!” “Fucking take it faggot!” Jack shouted as he grabbed my hips and dig his fingers into my flesh. We both sighed satisfied as his cock began once more firing hot ropes of spunk into my guts. “Thank you, Jack. Thank you.” I panted as he unloaded inside me. “God you’ve got a great fucking hole,” Jack said, smacking me on the ass as he pulled out, “I wish I could just fuck you all day but I’ve got a study group in like two hours. So sadly I’ve gotta kick you out.” “No worries,” I laughed. I rolled over and kissed him once. “Thanks for all the loads,” and with that I got up, got dressed and left. Standing outside Jack’s apartment building I sent a text to Sir. “I ended up going home with my friend last night. He fucked another big load into me last night and then another one this morning. There’s so much cum in me it’s practically leaking out as I walk. Thank you, Sir. Thank you for showing me how good it feels to be a bottom.” “Well good morning boy!” Sir responded quickly. “That’s just the kind of text I like to get from my boys in the morning. I told you that getting bred was addictive for a boy like you. I think youre almost ready for my cock again boy.” “Thank you, Sir! I think I understand now. Its not enough for me to just say yes to a cock when its presented to me… I have to need it. I have to seek out a man to breed me.” “Good boy. You’ve got it. Happy hunting.” A moment after that text he sent a picture of his cock the sheets pulled down just below his balls, half hard. “I’m getting excited of getting to breed your broken in pussy boy. Don’t keep me waiting too long.” “I wont, Sir!!!” “Good boy.” My body felt like it was full of electricity by the time I got inside my apartment. Feeling Jack and his friend’s loads leaking out of my hole as I walked and me practically panting. Coupled with understanding what Sir wanted from me, I was filled with purpose. I stripped off as soon as I got inside my apartment. Being in anything more than a jock felt restrictive. I stood in front of the full-length mirror in my bedroom and took pictures of myself in my straining jock. I turned and took several over my shoulder showing off my pert ass. Then I lay on the ground, set my camera up with a time, and took more of my leaking, well fucked hole. Armed with my new collection of photos I sat down on the end of my bed, and for the first time, downloaded a gay hook up app. I quickly set up a profile, edited a photo that showed off my face and body to just past the top of my jock’s waistband as my profile photo and logged on. I hesitated for a moment filling out the profile, how much information did I want out there. Then I decided, fuck it, set my profile to Bottom, and typed in the description “Horny college bottom looking to get bred.” I uploaded my profile and opened the grid. I was kind of surprised. I’d assumed there would be lots of guys my age, but in the first few rows there were only for other college guys and a couple blank profiles. The ones with pics were cute, but not what I was after. I scrolled down a little further. The grid swiftly changed to rows and rows of men. I clicked on a couple profiles of guys I guessed were probably Sir’s age and sent them woof. I scrolled down further sending more woofs as I went. I’m not sure why I was shocked when a few more rows down I saw my ex grinning out from one of the little squares. I hesitated for a moment. Should I block him, I wondered. Then I thought: No, Sir only told me to keep it a secret that Sir was training me not that I had started bottoming too. I couldn’t help myself. I clicked on his profile. He had a lot of pictures, all of them new because his head was buzzed and he had his thick chain collar on. His main photo was him standing in a red room, shirtless with one hand behind his head showing off his busy pit, the other hooked into the waist of his jock. The outline of his cage was shockingly obvious in the thin jock’s pouch. He was looking right into the camera grinning. He looked fucking hot. I flicked through the other photos, all showing him off, and making it obvious he was a slut. I scrolled down to his profile. “Sub college bottom. Sir like’s it when my hole is full of cum help me keep Sir happy,” read his tag line. My own slick hole twitched at the thought of living that life myself. I was so close. While I was imagining the day I’d update my own profile to look just like Dan’s my phone vibrated. It was a message on the app! I moved over to the messages and smiled. One of the guy’s I’d woofed at had messaged me. He was forty-three, six foot, with salt and pepper hair, and a square handsome face. In short, so long as he was packing, he was perfect. “How’s it going,” read his text. I immediately responded, “Good! How are you?” His message came quickly, “Horny.” “Me too. Lol.” “Oh yeah? What are you going to do about it?” “I’m hoping someone fucking a big load into me will help.” I unlocked my album, sharing the pictures I’d taken of my open leaking hole. “Fuck, you weren’t kidding about being a horny college bottom.” He unlocked his own pics. “Think you could handle that?” I opened his album and was greeted by an average length but mammothly thick cock bursting out of a wild greying bush. It was just what I wanted, a cock that would leave me gaped and dripping. “Holy shit that’s a fat cock. Luckily I’ve still got some cum left in me from a guy this morning to help lube me up.” “Perfect. I love a cummy hole. You free now?” “Yep!” He sent me his address, it wasn’t too far probably a ten-minute drive. “I’ll be right there.” I responded and quickly threw on some clothes. Fifteen minutes later I had pulled into the driveway of a respectable looking ranch, turned off the car, and knocked on the door. The man, I realized as I was knocking on his door I’d never asked his name and I had nothing to call him by, opened his door. He was just like his pictures. Tall, handsome, a little fluffy around the middle. He was wearing jeans and a t shirt. He smiled and let me inside. “You got here fast boy,” he said as soon as the door closed, “You must want this bad.” He grabbed at his crotch. “You have no idea how badly I need it,” I replied, and it was the truth. Not only was I incredibly turned on by just the thought of this man fucking me and cuming inside me, but once he had that meant I would have proven myself to Sir. I didn’t just want him to fuck me, I needed him to fuck me. I needed to prove myself. I needed to do it for Sir. “Well then show me how much you need it. Strip for Daddy,” he smiled lecherously at me. My hole twitched. Standing right in front of his front door I stripped off all of my clothes stopping when I was wearing just my jock. “The jock too boy,” he growled. “I don’t really care about getting off Sir, I just need your load.” “I don’t care if you get off either, but I wanna watch your leaking cock flop around while I stretch out your tight college boy pussy.” “Yes Sir!” I said and hurriedly dropped my jock. “Good boy.” He walked over to me and grabbed me roughly by the neck. His big hand pulled my face up to his and he shoved his tongue into my mouth. I wrapped my arms around him and sink into his kiss. As I clung to his body it dawned on me that he was fully dressed and I was completely naked. It made me even hornier. I slid my hands up his shirt and felt his warm body. His slightly round stomach was covered with thick hair, as was his chest when I made it there. After a long moment he broke our kiss. “Take my shirt off.” He bent forward allowing me to pull his shirt off over his head. He was beautiful. The perfect suburban dad, covered in hair, and horny as fuck. I leant forward and licked his pert nipple. He moaned lightly and I lapped at it again. I nibbled at his other nipple and he groaned. His hand came up to the back of my head and pressed me into his chest. I licked and sucked on his large round nipples and he grunted in pleasure. “Good boy. That’s it, chew on Daddy’s nipples. You make Daddy feel good he’s going to make you feel good.” I grabbed one of his arms and pressed it up into the air, and dove into his hairy pit. It was musky and warm. I licked the sweat from his skin, his hair twisting around my tongue. “Fucking pig.” He moaned, “you’re not just a college slut. You’re a fucking whore. Yeah get my stench on you.” I was in piggy heaven. I cleaned first one pit and then the other. Finally the man dragged me away from his pits, and with his hand still on the back of my neck guided me down a hallway and into a bedroom. He tossed me onto the bed so I landed on my back. Unbuckling his pants he loomed over me at the foot of the bed. “Ordinarily I’d get you on your knees and have you wet my cock before I put you on your back like this, but you’re just so eager for it I don’t think either of us can wait any longer.” He tossed his belt to the side, and undid the top button of his pants. “Plus, you’re already full of cum aren’t you boy?” “Yes Sir!” “Fucking slut,” he said, and lowered his zipper, “Already leaking spunk and still begging for more.” “Please Sir! I need it. I need to get fucked.” “I know you do boy.” He spread the fly of his pants exposing his massive wild bush, “Boys like you crave cock. They can’t help it.” At long last he pushed his jeans down, kicking them off in one clean move, his staggeringly fat cock bouncing upward to hit his stomach. “This is why you’re here isn’t it boy?” He wagged his cock at me. “Yes Sir! Yes! I need it. I need your cock Daddy.” “There’s the magic words. Legs in the air boy. I’m going to stretch you the fuck out.” I pulled my legs to my chest exposing my hole to him. He got up on the bed, pushing my legs hard into my body. He grinned and spat into his hand. He smeared his spit all of the broad blunt mushroom head of his cock and then lined it up with my hole. I felt the now familiar pressure of a cock pushing against my hole. He was far wider than any of the three cock’s I’d taken so far and for a terrible minute it seemed like it wouldn’t go in. Then with a sudden pop my hole opened up and half his length slide inside me. “Holy shit! Holy shit!” I shouted. “Good boy. That’s it, open up for Daddy. You wanted this. You wanted my fat cock. You wanted this monster girth in your boy pussy. You wanted me to stretch you out.” “Fuck yes! Holy shit! I’ve never been this stretched out. Fuck Daddy! It feels so good!” “Fucking pig. Most boys complain. Even the piggy ones like you. You really are a slut. Good fucking boy!” He pushed downward cramming the rest of his shaft inside my hole. I whimpered and shuddered as his girth opened me up. “That’s it. Good boy. My whole cock’s inside you now. You feel that? Feel my balls resting against your taint?” “Oh my god! Use me Daddy! Plant your seed in me. Stretch me out and ruin my hole.” He grinned down at me, and in one sudden move pulled his whole cock from my hole and then slammed it back in again. There was no preamble, he got right to pounding me. Sweat sprung up on both of us. I moaned and whimpered as he drove his cock down into my willing hole over and over again. “Fucking beautiful boy pussy. So warm and wet. Fucking made to be bred. You’ve got a perfect cum dumps hole. Fucking. Dumb college slut getting bred by every guy in town. Fucking slut. I’m gonna fill you up good. Send you hole gaped and leaking. Your hole’s not gonna close when I’m done with it. Fuck yeah! Take my fucking cock you slut!” A dumb college slut, I kept hearing those words in my head as he hammered into me. Sir had said I’d be a dumb slut when he was done with me. Last night when Jack was using me I’d felt like one. Sir was right. I was meant to be a dumb slut. I was meant to be a dumb slut with a loose open hole getting railed by hard cocks. “Fill my slutty hole. Give it to me Daddy! Breed me! Fill me up.” “Oh fuck yes. Beg for my load slut.” “Please! I need it. Breed me Daddy. Flood my fucking hole with it. Pump your load into my guts. I need to feel it inside me. I need your load. I need to be bred. Please. Please! Please! Use me! Use me as your fucking cumdump!” “That’s it boy! Fuck yes! Take my fucking load!” He reared back, jamming his cock inside me and grunted. Hot rivers of cum churned out of his spasming cock. I felt the warmth I now craved spreading into my guts. I let out a moan of my own. A constant stream of precum was running from my own cock coating my stomach but I left it alone. My getting off was immaterial. No orgasm I’d ever had felt as good as getting bred did. “Thank you Sir. Thank you Daddy. Fuck. That’s such a big load. Fuck. Thank you.” Ten minutes later I was sitting in my car again, with a fresh load deep inside me. I pulled out of the man’s drive way and drove around the corner before parking and desperately clawing my phone out of my pocket. “I did it Sir!” I texted. “I downloaded and app. I messaged a man. I told him I wanted to get bred. I went to his house, and now I’ve got his load inside me.” “Fuck!” Sir texted back right away. “Screen shot the messages boy. I want to see your descent.” I pulled the app up and took screenshots of my messages with Daddy. I sent them to Sir along with a screen shot of his profile. “Good boy,” Sir responded. “You finally did it. You gave in and asked for what you need… Fat raw cock pumping hot seed in your hole. How do you feel boy?” “So fucking hot Sir! My hole is so loose for him cock. Its so fucking thick. And he came so much! I feel like I’m leaking into my shorts. I’ve never felt this sexy!” “That’s exactly how you should feel boy.” “And… honestly Sir. I’ve never been more horny. Getting fucked feels better than getting fucked but it doesn’t take away how horny I am.” “Have you gotten off boy?” “Well… not really Sir. The night after you bred me I fucked myself of this dildo I have till I came but it didn’t feel the same as jerking off. It just sort of happened but I still felt… I still felt just as horny.” “Perfect. I think its time. Come over now.” “Holy shit! Yes Sir! I’ll be right there!”

7. “Good boy. It felt good to give into being a slut didn’t it,” Sir said after I told him about the second guy fucking me in the bathroom. “Yes Sir! It felt amazing. I feel like such a slut! But I’m still desperate for your cock… have I proven myself yet?” “You’re almost there, boy, but not quite. You’re on the right track. Just keep giving in. Keep doing what feels good.” “But Sir… Dan said that after he got fucked by another man you told him to come right over. I thought that would be the same…” “Your ex was already a horny bottom when he came to me. I had to break him of his connection to you so he could become his true self. You’ve imagined yourself a top for far too long. I have to break you of that. You have to truly give in to being a bottom. Getting fucked in the club bathroom is a good start but you’re not ready for my cock again. Keep going boy. I’m proud of you.” “Yes Sir! Thank you, Sir. I can’t wait till I’ve earned your cock again.” “Good boy. Go be the slut I know you are.” I stood in the bathroom for a moment not sure what to do with myself. I’d been convinced that the key to getting Sir to fuck me again was taking some other guy’s load. It had worked for my ex. He’d given into his desperation for cum and Sir had immediately wanted him, but for me that wasn’t enough. I looked at Sir’s message and read it again, ‘Your ex was already a horny bottom when he came to me… You’ve imagined yourself a top for far too long. I have to break you of that. You have to truly give in to being a bottom.’ What did that mean? I’d just gotten fucked by two different guys, I had their loads inside me. What else did I have to do to show him I had truly given in? I left the bathroom feeling frustrated. I wanted Sir to fuck me! Despite having two big loads deep inside me I was still horny and I was convinced only Sir’s cock would satiate me. When I found our group again Jack grinned at me. He walked over and caught me around me waist. Grinning he kissed me and said, “I can’t believe you let Mike fuck you too! That’s so fucking hot. I bet you feel fucking full now. Mike and I both cum a lot.” “No kidding, my holes so fucking wet.” “Fuck!” Jack said and kissed me again, “how did this happen? How did you suddenly become suck a slut? Was it just the breakup?” I looked at Jack’s handsome face and thought: fuck it, if Sir’s not gonna fuck me tonight… “Why don’t you take me home and I’ll tell you the story while I milk another load out of you.” “Oh shit yeah. I’ve got at least one more load in me if you’re willing to work for it.” I grabbed him by the back of the neck and kissed him deeply, “I’m going to ride you till your balls are empty.” “Lets get a car.” We careened into Jack’s apartment, barely making it in the door before we were ripping each other’s clothes off. We left a trail of discarded shirts and pants as we tumbled towards Jack’s bedroom. When he slammed the door shut we were both left in only our straining briefs. Jack knocked me back onto the bed, and pulled off my briefs. He lifted my legs onto his shoulder and then got down between them and licked at my cum filled hole. I let out a long deep moan at the first flick of his tongue. “Alright, spill. You’re dating Dan and you’re a condoms only mostly top. The two of you break up and now you’re a cumdump bottom. What happened?” “Well,” I said, between gasps as Jack continued to eat me out, “It started with these texts.” I told Jack the whole story. I told him about my ex texting me that first night, and how horny it had made me. I told him about texting with Sir. Then about going to Sir’s house. I told him how good it had felt giving in and taking Sir’s cock. I told him how hot it was seeing Dan transformed into Sir’s toy. I even told him that I wanted Sir to do that to me, that I now fantasized about belonging to Sir. Lastly, I told him about Sir telling me he wouldn’t fuck me till I was truly lost in the cum lust. That Dan had said once he’d been so horny as to let another man fuck him that Sir had immediately bred him again, but that for some reason for me that wasn’t enough. Even with the waves of pleasure coursing through me as Jack lapped the cum from my hole, I felt frustrated. Why didn’t Sir want me? Why wasn’t getting fucked by both Jack and his friend enough? “Because you didn’t have to work for those loads,” Jack said coming up for air and crawling between my legs. He hovered over me, his face slick with spit and cum. “What?” I hadn’t realized I’d voiced my frustrations about Sir not fucking me out loud to him. “Mike and I… you didn’t have to work to get our loads you just said yes when the opportunity presented itself. Giving your hole up to anyone who wants it is a good instinct for a cumdump.” He lined his throbbing cock up with my hole again. “But I think what this guy…” “Sir.” I corrected him. “Sir,” Jack said smiling and pressed his cock into me, “means when he says ‘give in to being a bottom’ is you need to not just be saying yes when cock is presented to you but hunting for it.” He stabbed his cock forward in one swift motion making us both groan. Jack hammered and pumped working himself up to another load. He finally came while I was riding him, tweaking his nipples, and kissing him deeply. We collapsed together onto the bed in a sweaty heap and feel asleep with Jack’s body pressed tight into my back. It took me a moment to understand what was happening the next morning. When I opened my eyes I had to blink a few times before I remembered I’d gone home with Jack and it was his arm draped across me. It was another second before I realized it was Jack’s movements that had woken me up. His arm was draped over my side, his chin nestled next to my shoulder, and his morning wood sawing slowly in and out of my hole. I moaned. “Fuck, I hope you don’t mind,” Jack said, “My cock was so hard it just slipped right in.” “No… oh fuck, it feels good.” “God your hole feels so good. And so fucking wet. Shit!” “You feel all your cum from last night inside me?” “Oh fuck yes! You’re still so full. I can feel all that cum on my dick.” “Give it to me Jack. Fuck your cock deep inside me. I want your load. Give me another one. Leave me leaking.” “Fucking nasty ass pig. I’m gonna fuck you all the time. Keep this hole nice and full of my seed.” “Yeah! Beed me!” “You want this load?” “Yes! Fuck me Jack! Fucking cum inside me.” “You’re such a hot slut! Begging for cum. You’re gonna earn Sir’s load in no time. I know it. You’re gonna end up an owned sub faggot cunt! A caged up little slut for everyone to use.” “Please! Yes! Help me become Sir’s boy. I need it. I need his cock. I need his load. I need you to breed me!” “Fucking take it faggot!” Jack shouted as he grabbed my hips and dig his fingers into my flesh. We both sighed satisfied as his cock began once more firing hot ropes of spunk into my guts. “Thank you, Jack. Thank you.” I panted as he unloaded inside me.

7. “How long till Jack gets here,” I asked. “Like a half hour. Hold on I’ve got an idea of how to surprise him.” Toby said and hurried out of the room. I lay back, absently rubbing my hands over my chest and toying with my nipples. I had mostly come down now, yet I was still horny as hell and desperate to get fucked again. Laying there thinking about how hot it will be when I’ve got Jack’s load in me too I realized that despite the copious amounts of precum I’ve leaked in the last couple of hours I haven’t cum at all. Toby and Alec have both cum multiple times and I hadn’t even thought to stroke my cock. My whole sexual life and become about my hole. Toby came back in the room with something hidden behind his back. “Legs up again slut,” he commanded. Readily I obeyed. I pulled my knees to my chest and exposed my fuck battered hole. Toby knelt down between my legs and pressed something against my hole. It was pointy but quickly faired out opening me up as he slid its length inside me. Just when it felt like I couldn’t possibly take any more there was a pop and the toy snapped inside my hole, my sphincter locking around its much narrower base. “Fuck, I can’t believe you got the large plug in him,” said Alec appreciatively. “He just got bred by Frank and is still fucking horny, of course he can take the large.” They were talking about me like I wasn’t there again… and for some reason it turned me on. “So what’s your brilliant plan?” “Alright,” Toby said, turning back to me, “Here’s my idea, we tell Jack that the cumdump is in my room…” he outlined his plan. Both Alec and I got hard just thinking about the idea. Five minutes later as per Toby’s plan I was dressed as if nothing had happened, waiting out in the living room, and Alec and Toby were hiding in my room. I put on the television and tried to get comfortable on the couch with the plug deep in my ass. Every time I moved it bashed against my prostate making me shake. I wanted to bounce on it. I wanted to take a long sniff of the poppers and feel my hole bloom around its wide shaft. That wasn’t the plan though, so I waited, trying to pretend I was interested in the television. It was another fifteen minutes before Jack came in the door, and I was practically feral from the anal stimulation. Jack walked quickly from the front door not even paying any attention to me and walked straight into Toby’s room. I giggled to myself, he was a man on a mission. Inside the doorway he paused, confused. Toby’s room was empty. “Hey man… what ya doing in Toby’s room,” I said from the couch. Jack practically jumped out of his skin. He’d been so focused he hadn’t even noticed me sitting on the couch. I tried to suppress a grin. “Oh! Matt. Hi,” he said looking flustered. When he turned to face me I could see a sizable bulge in his pants. Jack was clearly excited to meet this new cumdump who had taken Frank as well as him. Judging by the size of the budge Jack might by mostly a bottom but he certainly was packing. “You looking for something?” I asked, trying to sound normal. “I… um… Toby said there would be something in his room for me… I… uh…” “Like what? Maybe I can help you find it.” I got up and walked towards Toby’s room. “No that’s alright,” Jack stammered, “I’ll just text Toby.” He grabbed his phone hurriedly out of his pocket and started typing. Toby’s reply obviously came back quickly, because Jack looked up from his phone confusedly and scanned the apartment. “You look like you’ve lost something Jack… seriously what is it?” “I… I just…” “What you’re looking for wouldn’t have anything to do with that bulge in your pants would it?” I said coyly. “What? No… I’m not… I…” Jack’s face was bright red. “Something’s obviously got you bricked. Did you think you were gonna find Frank’s new cumdump in Toby’s room?” Jack just stared at me open mouthed, “You want one room to far if that’s what you were hoping to find.” I grinned at him wickedly, and pulled the little bottle of poppers he’d left on the table out of my pocket and took a long drag. My head spinning lightly from the poppers I walked over to where Jack stood speechless. I leaned in close to his ear and whispered, “Thanks for leaving your poppers out. They really opened me up.” “Matt what the fuck are you talking about,” Jack said his eyes wide. “I found them on the table,” I whispered in his ear, “Alec found me huffing them and playing with my hole. They turned me on so much I almost couldn’t help it. He fingered me till I begged him to fuck me. Then Toby dumped his load in me. Then they called Frank up here and he bred me so deep I can still feel it sloshing around in my guts. And now it’s your turn. You’re gonna take this fat plug out of my ass and fuck me till you cum in my hole. Its only right. Your poppers started me on this journey… now I need your load.” “Matt you can’t be serious.” He started to say before I grabbed him by the back of his head and shoved my tongue in his mouth. “I really should thank you. Your poppers helped me find a whole new side of myself.” I grabbed at his crotch through his pants and he let out a little moan. “Let me thank you Jack. Take off your pants and let me ride this cock.” I held the bottle of poppers to his nose. “Sniff, this will help.” As if in a trace Jack complied. He pulled one nostril and took a big hit off the poppers. He closed his eyes letting the rush wash through him. When he opened them again his gaze was full of lust. “Show me your hole cumdump.” He said, suddenly authoritative. Without hesitation I pulled my shirt off, dropped my pants, tore off the tiny black briefs Toby hand loaned me and got down on all fours in the living room presenting my plug filled hole to my last roommate. “Holy shit. Did Toby put that in your hole?” Jack asked almost breathlessly. I laughed, “He did. He wanted to help keep me open for you.” “Fuck. I love fucking a wet loose hole. Its really the only thing that I’ll top for.” He was stripping as he talked. I watched him over my shoulder take off his shirt. He was the thinnest of the three of us with narrow shoulders and a thin waist. He had a little patch of hair right between his pecs and a narrow but dark treasure trail that vanished into his pants. He undid those too practically hopping to get out of them faster. He flung his pants away and then ripped off his jockstrap allowing a long but not shockingly thick cock flop out. He grinned. “Skinny white boy dick,” he said gesturing to his cock, “I don’t top often, but if you really are a cumdump now I might have to make an exception.” He got down and took hold of base of the plug and pulled. Toby had told me what to do in this moment. I took a big hit of poppers and pushed out. After a moment of tension my hole gave way with a wet pop and the plug feel out into Jack’s hands. “Holy shit! You’re fucking wrecked.” He said, already rubbing his cock between my cheeks. “I’m sorry I just have to fuck you right now. I can’t wait after seeing that.” With no further ado he lined up his cock and shoved in into my wrecked hole. I took another hit of the poppers and passed the back to him. His cock became harder as he huffed them. Jack jumped right to slamming my hole making us both grunt and scream. This was obviously going to be a rough fuck not a long fuck. He bucked in and out hammering his cock as deep as he could. His fingers gripped the sides of my hips, digging into my flesh with the effort of holding me in place. I pushed back on his strokes and flexed my hole around his shaft. I was trying to milk the cum out of him with my well used hole. “I can’t believe today’s the first time you’ve been fucked. Your hole is so perfect. So fucking good.” “Alec called it a perfect fag hole.” “Fuck it is. A wet fucking fag hole. Fuck!” “Yeah, fuck me Jack. Add your load to the others. I want your load so bad! I want you to breed me. Just like Frank did. Use me as your cumdump.” “Hell yeah Matt, beg for my load. Beg for me to load up your straight boy hole.” “Give it to me. Make me your hole. Use me! Everyone else has. Your reward for leaving out your poppers is my sloppy hole. Cum inside of me Jack. Make me your hole! Breed me!” “Fuck yeah! You’re our cumdump now. The apartment hole. Were gonna breed you all that time. Take a fucking hit and get ready for my load!” I took a long deep drag off the poppers right as Jack’s body started to spasm. He screamed, “FUCK!” as he bottomed out inside me and his dick throbbed. I lay there panting under his body weight as he unloaded in me. A feeling of satisfaction washed over me and I realized I was laying in a big puddle of my own hot cum. I had shot without ever touching myself just from Jack hammering me. It all felt so good. Even before Jack pulled out I knew this wasn’t the last time for me. I was a changed man. I still tought I might like girls, but there was no denying my attraction to men or how good it felt to get fucked by them. I became the apartment popper pig cumdump.

6. “Keep sniffing those poppers,” Alec said, “I’ll get my phone and text Frank that we’ve got a surprise for him. Toby held my wrist keeping the bottle pressed to my nose as Alec found his pants and pulled his phone out of his pocket. I was instantly flying. My mind buzzed as my vision closed down to a tiny circle before bursting back into amazing technicolor. Heat flooded my body. My hole twitched. I felt the sticky wetness of the loads that I had already taken. My cock immediately started leaking, and I was desperate for more. “Here, put this on, those boxers are terrible,” Alec said tossing a black pair of underpants at me. “I told Frank we had a surprise for him and he said he’d be up in a few. I hope you’re ready for what’s coming.” I stood up and stripped off my shirt. I dropped my underwear, kicked them away, and picked up the underwear Alec had just given to me. It was a black jockstrap with a ribbed pouch, thick waistband, and black elastic straps that went around your legs. I stepped into the jock and pulled it on. Toby let out a low whistle. “That looks good on you. You look like a fucking slut.” I bent forward and kissed Toby, forcing my tongue roughly into his mouth. “Then its perfect,” I said, “Because I feel like a fucking slut.” “Over here but get on your knees,” Alec called from over by the front door. “I don’t want Frank to see his surprise too early. I took another big hit of the poppers, tucked the little bottle into the waist of the jock and knelt off to the side of the couch. A few moments later there came knock at the door, and still only in his briefs Alec walked over and opened it. “Hi Frank!” We heard Alec say from around the corner. “Hello boy, are you my surprise?” came Franks rough voice “No, not today… well… not at first anyway. I have a better surprise for you. You know those special poppers you gave Jack?” “Yeah. He’s such a good cock slut when he’s high on them.” “Well he’s not the only one… Matt found them and well… see for yourself.” “Your straight roommate found the poppers… holy shit!” Frank said as he came around the corner and saw me on the floor, poppers pressed to my nose, with my cock hard and leaking through the jock. “He found them when we weren’t home. When I got here he was gooned out naked and trying to finger his hole. I helped him out a little and he ended up begging me to fuck him. He’s got a load from both of us in him and he’s desperate for more.” “Is that so? Did my special poppers get you riled up boy? Did you get so horny you started experimenting? It felt good didn’t it.” “I’ve never felt so good in my life,” I said blearily. “And these boys told you about our deal so now you’re gonna finally start pulling your weight?” “Yes Sir!” I wasn’t sure why I called him Sir, but it felt right. Frank grinned and started to unbutton his shirt. I watched with an open mouth as a thick mat of dark chest hair was revealed, followed by a rim but slightly run hair covered stomach. He dropped his flannel to the floor. My mouth watered look at his big strong chest, his massive dark colored nipples, and his thick hairy arms. He looked like a cartoon stereotype of a masculine man in his early fifties, and he was so fucking hot. “It’s a good thing these two already fucked you,” Frank said, unbuttoning his pants now, “You’d never be able to take my cock otherwise, even huffing those special poppers like you are.” He dropped his pants to the floor and stepped out of them. He walked towards me in a straining pair of thin slightly yellowed brief. The old fabric was barely containing his monstrous bulge. “Now, let’s make up for lost time. Open your mouth boy.” Frank pulled down the front of his briefs and flopped out a cock so thick it didn’t seem real. It wasn’t that long, maybe slightly longer than Alec’s but it really was as fat as a beer can all the way down. The head was bulbs and pointed, a little drop of precum leaking from its tip. His pubes grew in a wild thicket around the girthy shaft and pengulus balls swung beneath it all. I took a long deep pull on the poppers, and did as Frank instructed. I opened my mouth as wide as I could. He closed the last of the distance between us, dropping his briefs as he did. He brushed my lips with his cock head, smearing them with precum before taking hold of either side of my head and pushing his cock down my throat. I chocked and spluttered trying to accommodate his girth. Toby had been a struggle with the length and Alec’s cock had really fit perfectly in my mouth but this felt impossible. My mouth was stretched wider than I ever thought it could be. I had to battle to keep me teeth away from his shaft. I gasped for air whenever I could. Spittle frothed up around my mouth and dripped off my chin. My nose was running and my eyes were watering. He just kept relentlessly fucking my face. The only times he stopped was when he told me to take another hit of poppers. I would wipe my nose and huff the little brown bottle deeply and then it would begin again. I was red eyed and sloppy when Frank pulled his cock from my throat and said, “Not bad for your first day boy. You boys have done a good job breaking him in.” I had almost forgotten Alec and Toby were still there. They were both naked again and frantically stroking their cocks watching our landlord use me for the first time. “Now it’s time to see if those loads you took from these two really did open you up enough for my cock. Let’s get you on a bed. Take me to your room.” I scrambled to my feet. My face was still dripping with spit as I lead the little group into my messy bedroom. Frank brushed clothes off my bed tossing them to the side and knocked me onto my back. I landed and my legs instinctively went up. Frank let out a low whistle of appreciation. “Fuck, you boys really did do a number on his hole. It almost looks like a proper boy cunt.” “He’s got a real fag hole for a straight boy,” Alec said grinning. “No so straight now,” said Frank getting down between my legs. He bent forward and pressed his tongue against my well fucked hole. I moaned as soon as his warm wet tongue touched my skin. His stubble tickled my skin. I grabbed my ass and pulled my cheeks apart, spreading my hole for him. He shoved his tongue roughly into my ass, digging and pressing. I groaned and squirmed as he lapped the cum up that had dribbled out of my hole. It felt amazing, and I felt so sexy. In a way I’d never felt before I felt hot. I was a sex object, something that multiple people were aroused by in that moment. It was arousing to be wanted in that way. I lifted my head up and took another hit of the poppers before cashing back into a blissful stupor. When Frank dragged his tongue from my hole and came up between my legs his face was covered in spit and cum. His chin was slick with it. He crawled up over me, spreading my legs around his wide frame, till his face was hovering over mine. He grinned down at me. “Open your mouth boy.” Obediently I opened my mouth, and was a little shocked when he spat right down my throat. Still I swallowed it almost on instinct. “Good boy. You know your place.” He bent down and kissed me roughly. I gave into his kiss and let his tongue press into my mouth. I could taste my own ass and Toby and Alec’s loads on his lips. I lapped up the mixture hungrily. As we kissed he pressed forward, slowly moving our hips together. His cock pushed against my taint, till it slid downward and caught against my slick hole. I closed my eyes and willed myself to open for him. I wanted to feel his massive shaft spread my previously tight hole wide. I wanted to be impaled on this beast’s cock. I wanted him to fuck me till he filled my guts with his hot load. “Please, Frank,” I breathed, “Fuck me.” “Good boy,” he replied, and sank his cock head into my willing hole. I let out a sound halfway between a groan and a scream as I was opened wider than ever before. Waves of pleasure and pain shot through me. “Take another hit boy,” Frank said pressing the bottle under my nose. I did as he said and as soon as the smell hit my nostrils all the pain vanished and all that was left what a white hot electric joy. It thudded through me, making my toes curl and my fingers tingle. I moaned and whimpered as he pressed his cock deeper and deeper into me. I felt him hit my second hole and took another hit. Immediately his cock pressed even deeper. Finally I felt his low hanging balls against my ass and whimpered in satisfaction. “Holy shit,” said Alec, “How do you feel Mattie?” “I feel so fucking good,” I slurred, “I can’t believe how full I am.” “You like being full of raw cock don’t you,” Toby asked from next to me on the bed. “Yes! I need it! It feels so good. Please Frank! Fuck me!” “Good boy,” Frank said and started working his cock in and out in long purposeful stroked. I moaned as he bottomed out again and again. Toby turned my face to him and kissed me as Frank picked up speed. “Fuck, you’ve got a nice hole boy. Holy shit. I’m gonna enjoy breeding you every month. Fuck.” “Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” I shouted. “Fuck me! Please! Use me hole Sir!” “God its so hot how much of a slut you are for cock,” Alec said. “You might even be giving Jack a run for his money.” “No fucking kidding,” Frank replied pausing with only his cock head still inside me. “Your hole’s so wet and warm I might need this once a day.” He slammed his cock back in to the root. “Oh my god! Frank your cock feels so good! You can fuck me whenever you want! Fuck!” “Don’t promise that till you find out how sore your hole will be when I’m done,” growled Frank and he picked up the pace. Sweat dripped off of Frank raining down on me. My toes with clenched tight, my mouth hung open panting. The pouch of my jock was wet with precum. Frank held only my hips holding me in place. There was no escaping from his domineering onslaught even if I’d wanted to. I was his play thing. Occasionally he’d pause and tell me to take another hit. My mind would spin, the world would go dark for a second, and my hole would spasm around Franks massive dick. “Good boy,” he’d say as my hole massaged his cock. Alec and Toby were both on my bed, kneeling by my head and jerking off furiously watching Frank abuse my hole. “You’re doing so good,” Alec was saying, “you look so fucking hot with that massive dick crammed in your little hole. You’re so fucking sexy.” “Yeah, take it! We all have. Give in. Let Frank full you up,” Toby added. “Alright boys. I want you to cum all over your roommate here. Cover this cumdump in the making in your spunk.” “Fuck! Yes Sir!” Alec replied. Toby was already panting, drawing close to another orgasm. He reared up over me. His body gave one massive convulsion and his dick started to spasm. Hot jets of cum shot out and landed all over my sweaty body. A few drops landed on my lips and licked them up hungrily. “Good! Good boys. Come one now Alec, your turn. Cover this boy in your load. Show this little pig who’s cumdump he is.” Alec furiously jerked off his cock till his face was contorted with the effort. Finally he moaned and moved to be over me. I could see his balls retract up to his body as his cock swelled and then the cum erupted out. More cum spattered my body, matting down my chest hair and soaking the waste of my jock. I liked up what of Alec’s load had landed on my mouth and gave him a sloppy grin. “Yeah you like being covered in your friends load you dirty pig. I knew it. You love being used. Fucking hole.” Frank was not furiously fucking me. I was yelping with every thrust. I tossed my hands back and lay there sprawled out in this man’s complete control. He hammered me deep and used my body as he liked. Rivulets of sweat streamed down his chest snaking through his chest hair. His musk overwhelmed me and even replaced the lingering scent of the poppers in my nose. “Oh please! Fuck Frank. Sir! Please. Oh my god!” “Yeah take my fat cock boy. Take that fat cock in your tight little hole. I’m going to leave you gaped. Youre gonna feel me inside of you for days. And when you cant feel me anyonre you’re going to be begging me to fuck you. That’s what happened with all your little friends. They all beg for my load.” “Please! Breed me. Fill me up! Fuck your load into me!” “You want this load?” “Yes! I need it!” “Good boy. Take my fucking load then.” Frank started to buck into me with erratic animalistic strokes. I shouted and moaned as he bashed my ass harder than ever. He panted and roared, and finally let out a deep guttural growl and forced the full length of his cock into me. I felt him swell and bust deep inside my guts. The heat of his load flowed out and I whimpered with pleasure and he filled me. “Oh fuck that was good,” Frank said breathlessly, “You made me wait for it, but you came through with a warm wet cunt in the end boy. Fuck.” He pulled out of my hole and straightened up. “You boys get over here and clean my cock off, your friend needs to rest.” Alec and Toby stung up and each landed on their knees on either side of Frank’s magnificent cock. In tandem they lapped at his cum and ass juice covered cock licking it clean. Toby even tried to swallow it several times as it slowly deflated. “Alright,” Frank said, “that’s good enough. You two tend to you Mattie here. I’ll show myself out.” Alec and Toby lay down on the bed on either side of me rubbing my chest as we listened to Frank get dressed and finally leave. Toby was the first to break the silence, “How do you feel Matt?” “I feel so good. Holy shit. Frank’s dick is crazy. I can’t believe I took that.” “You know…” Alec said a little timidly, “You know that wont be a one time thing, right?” “I don’t want it to be a one-time thing.” I said incredulously. “How could I experience that and not want it again and again. There’s so much cum in me, I can feel it, and my hole is so open. Fuck this is the sexiest I’ve ever felt in my whole life! Of course I don’t want that to be a one-time thing.” “Between him and Jack our apartment’s going to be free at this rate,” Toby laughed. “Jack!” Alec said excitedly. “I’ve got an idea.” He jumped up and rushed out of the room. When he came back he had his phone clutched in his hands. “Alright. Toby, get on top of Matt like you’re gonna sit on his face and grab his legs. Yeah, just like that, and pull them up so I can really see his hole. Fuck that’s so hot. Matt push out just a little. Holy shit! Perfect. Ok Toby you can let his legs down.” Toby let go of my legs and flopped down next to me again. “What are you doing?” I asked slowly coming down from all the poppers. “Sending Jack a text telling him someone just gave him a run for his money with Frank and I sent him this picture.” He turned his phone towards us. I was amazed. My hole was fully on display, slightly open with a little drip of cum leaking out it was red and puffy. The hair on my ass cheeks was matted down and swirled with a mixture of sweat and cum. The pouch of my jock looked wet even in the picture. You couldn’t see my face, but it was still an enticing photo. “And I told him to come add his load before this boys hole got too worn out.” “Did you tell him who it was in the photo?” Toby asked. “Nope. I said it was a surprise.” “Do you think he’ll fuck me too?” I could hear the desperation in my voice. The more I thought about the possibility of all three of my roommates fucking me the more I wanted Jacks load. “He said he’s on his way now… and said ‘even I cant resist adding my load to a ruined cumdump.”

5. Forty-five minutes later we were all sitting on the couch in varying stages of undress. Toby had pulled his pants back on but left his underwear off and hadn’t buttoned his fly, his ample bush still spilling out. Alec was sitting in just his white briefs, the outline of his still slightly plumped cock distractingly obvious. I had pulled on my shirt and my boxers, suddenly feeling a little self-conscious and exposed. Every time I moved I felt my wet tender hole. It thrilled me and scared me at the same time. Toby pressed a glass of water into my hands, “Drink up.” “How do you feel,” asked Alec, “now that the poppers have worn off.” “I know that it’s a lot to take in…” Toby said a little sheepishly. “Yeah, neither of you are exactly small.” My cheeky reply seemed to take them both off guard. Alec stammered a little, “You’re… you’re not upset about what happened? Because look, it was… I shouldn’t have taken advantage of…” “I’m… I’m honestly glad that you did.” I turned to face Alec. “Yeah, the poppers the let me. I don’t know what the words are. They let me let go… or took me to the right place, to like… to be willing to give in. That doesn’t mean,” I paused and took a big breath, this felt rather monuments to say, “That doesn’t mean that I didn’t want what happened. I… when you started playing with my ass it felt too good to stop. I’ve never felt anything like that. I didn’t want it to end. And while I wasn’t exactly asking you to fuck me raw and cum in my ass.” Alec blushed, “I’m glad you did. I’m glad you pushed me. I’m glad I gave in. I’ve never felt anything that felt that good! I’m not high now.” I added to Toby who was looking skeptical. “You two just opened something up inside me and showed me something about myself I’d never even imagined was there.” “Really,” Toby said. “Yes! I loved getting fucked by the two of you,” my words tumbling out of me almost faster than I could think. “I loved it! It felt so good. I felt so sexy, and hot. My hole feels… my hole still feels so open, and wet. It’s such a turn on.” I turned to Alec, “I even liked swallowing your load. And I would,” deep breath, “I would do it again, even without the poppers.” “But Matt you’re straight,” Toby said. “Maybe.. maybe I’m not as straight as I thought. Maybe I’m bi or something. I don’t know. That doesn’t matter. I can figure that out. What I do know is that two of my best friends just fucked the shit out of me and I loved it… and I’d do it all over again.” I then acted on a wild impulse and reached out for Alec’s face. I pulled him close and smashed our lips together. He hesitated for a moment and then accepted my kiss, or tongues slipping into each other’s mouths. After a moment I broke away and did the same to Toby leaving him panting and looking flustered. “I do have one question though.” I said looking between the two of them. “Just one,” Alec laughed. “Did you say Jack got the poppers from Frank… like Frank the landlord?” “Well…” “Might as well tell him, he’s sitting there with both of our loads in his hole because of those damn poppers.” “Yeah. Jack got the poppers from Frank. He mixed them up special. I don’t really know what he does but he buys regular ones from the store and then doctors them up or something. They’re way more powerful than normal poppers and tend to make people… compliant.” “But Frank? How did Jack start getting poppers from Frank?” “Well… um… you know how our place is so cheap?” “Yeah…” “It shouldn’t be. We should be paying a lot more in rent, but that first day we were looking at apartment you weren’t with us. Frank said he’d give us a deal if we all…” “Oh for fuck say,” Toby said cutting in, “Frank gives us a break on rent because we all hook up with him.” “All three of you have been fucking our landlord the whole time we’ve lived here?” “Well, usually he fucks us,” Alec said with a grin. “And Jack took his load on the floor by the door before we’d even signed the lease.” “Holy shit! How often?” “Jack and he fuck a lot.” “He’s Jack’s type to a T honestly. An older guy with a cock thick as a beer can.” They both laugh. “So if he fucks you… but you both fucked me… what does that…” “Alec and I are both vers, though I think Alec leans more towards being a top.” “True, and Jack is a big ol’ bottom. Though, I think he’d make and exception if you asked him. He’s got a nice cock, and he cums a lot… I think you’d enjoy it.” My hole twitched thinking about taking my last roommate’s cock. I hadn’t known I wanted that till Alec made it sound like a possibility. “Although Jack cant keep a secret to save his life… so unless you want Frank to know you’re not as straight as you though… we should probably keep this from Jack.” “Would Frank want to fuck me too then?” I wasn’t exactly uninterested in the idea of a beer can thick cock. “We had to work pretty hard to convince him you were straight. He tried to make the deal all of us or nothing, but when he found out how desperate for his dick Jack was he gave in.” “If he knew you’d just taken both of our loads he’d be demanding his rent…” “Fuck Mattie, that turned you on didn’t it,” Alec was looking at my crotch where my dick had started to press against the fabric of my boxers. “Well… yeah kinda. I’ve never thought of Frank in that way, but um… a beer can cock sounds… um… intriguing.” “Fuck! That’s hot,” said Toby rubbing his own crotch. “Is that what you want?” Alec asked leaning close to me again. His voice had taken on that same slightly commanding tone he’d had when he’d first found me playing with my hole. “You want us to get you high again and come have Frank dump his load in you?” “All you have to do is ask,” Toby added, the tone in the room had very suddenly shifted. They were the ones in control again. The trepidation they’d felt in their post nut clarity gone. “Here,” Alec handed me back the poppers, “take a hit.” I paused knowing that if I sniffed the poppers even a little I would be flying and once I was flying I’d be desperate for more cock. If I sniffed them I was going to get fucked by our landlord. I looked back and forth at Alec and Toby, they were both obviously hard again. Turned on as they were I knew they wouldn’t let anything bad happen to me. I unscrewed the cap, and took a long drag.

4. Toby looked back and forth between the two of us wide eyed with shock. In my gooned out state I didn’t even think of moving. I kept my legs wrapped around Alec holding his slowly deflating cock inside me. “Well,” said Alec after a moment, “Mattie here found Jack’s special poppers that he left out.” “The ones he got from Frank?” I was confused by that. Frank was our landlord. “Yep. And I found Matt gooning out on the couch trying to finger himself for the first time… so I offered to show him how good anal could feel. After fingering him, eating him out, fucking him with a dildo… he basically begged me to fuck him. Didn’t you Mattie? You begged me to fuck your straight boy hole?” “Toby! It felt so fucking good! I can’t stop. Everything feels so good. I don’t want to stop! Please Alec… keep going.” Alec laughed, “I need a few more minutes to recover.” He pulled his mostly deflated cock from my ass with a wet flop. “But if you ask nicely I bet Toby will give you another load.” “What?!” Said Toby. “Alec you can’t be serious… he’s so fucking high. Look at him.” “Well,” Alec said straightening up, “In my defense he was much less high when we started…and look at him. He wants it.” “I need more Toby. If you want to… I… I want you to fuck me.” “I don’t… I don’t know.” “Look at him,” Alec said, putting his arm around Toby’s shoulder, “He needs it.” I grinned at them, took a big hit of the poppers and shifted on the couch to present my upturned ass to Toby. “Everything just feels so good! I feel so fucking sexy. Fuck Alec your load feels so good inside me. Come on Toby… fuck me.” The little sober voice in my head was gone. I was gone. I was lost to the haze. Any reservations I had had went out the window when I felt Alec start to cum. It had been so overwhelmingly erotic and pleasurable that I would do just about anything to feel that again. “I want your load too!” “See, he needs it,” said Alec unbuttoning Toby’s shirt for him. “Is this all that different than all the time you, Jack and I have fooled around? Mattie’s begging for it. Breed his straight ass. Alec took Toby’s shirt off, dropping it to the floor “You really want me to fuck you?” Toby asked. I looked him up and down. I took in his broad shoulders, his big protuberant nipples, the swirling chest hair, his toned abs, and the straining bugle that had formed in the front of his pants. “Yes! Fuck me Toby!” Toby looked at Alec who nodded and then turned back to me, “The prove it straight boy. Get on your knees and get my dick out.” I wanted to feel the euphoric bliss I’d felt as Alec came inside me again so desperately that I would have done anything. I dropped my legs and slid off the couch. On my knees in front of Toby I reached out and unbuttoned his pants while Alec watched. I pulled them off and he stepped out of them leaving my second roommate standing in front of me in straining underwear. “I said get my dick out. If you want it. If those poppers really have made you that desperate to get fucked, take a hit a pull out my cock straight boy.” I grabbed the poppers off the table and took a nice deep hit. After the initial wave had subsided, my vision still slightly blurry, I reached out and pulled down Toby’s briefs. What sprung up shocked me. His dick had to be almost as long as the dildo Alec had used on me and just as thick. The head was wide and already a throbbing red. His balls hung low, sprouting out from dense, unkempt pubes. I desperately wanted to feel it inside me. “Suck it,” Toby said in a commanding voice. I looked up at him from my knees confusedly. “If you want my cock in your ass you’re going to prove it to me. You’re going to earn my load. I’m going to make you work for it. Show me you’re a straight boy desperate for raw cock.” I’d never seen this side of Toby, gruff and domineering. I looked to Alec who still stood next to Toby, his cock half hard and shiny with cum and ass juice. He gave me a little nod. “Take a hit and swallow Toby’s cock Mattie. You know you want to feel him inside you. Think of how good that beast will feel slamming your hungry hole. Take a hit like a good goon and start sucking.” There was no disobeying Alec. He had a power over me now. He’d shown me how good it felt to get truly fucked while high on poppers. If he said it would feel good I had to do it. I swallowed hard, took another deep hit of the poppers and opened my mouth. Toby’s dick had a slightly salty taste, and a texture I never would have imagined. I’d sucked on a girl’s tits before, and eaten out a pussy, but a rock hard cock was different. Both hard and soft at the same time. I willed Toby’s cock further and further down my throat. I slobbered on it as girls had done with me trying to emulate their actions. Toby groaned and put his hands on my head pulling me closer to his body. I choked a little but kept pushing. Slowly I lost myself in the popper haze and slurped down his cock without thought. It became meditative. Toby’s little grunts and groans were a reward of their own. It made me feel good to know I was making him feel good. The little sober part of me wondered if somehow these poppers had made me more susceptible to suggestion. It didn’t matter. Sucking Toby’s cock was how I got him to fuck me and that’s what I wanted. I wanted to feel the euphoric bliss of taking another cock. I wanted to feel the heat spread through me again as Toby unloaded inside me. My cock, which had been all but forgotten once Alec started fucking me, was still painfully hard. A puddle of precum was forming on the blow between my knees as I desperately gobbled my roommate’s cock down. “Holy shit,” Toby said, “You’re a pretty good cock sucker for a straight boy. Fuck!” He twisted his fingers in my hair and stuffed his cock deeper down my throat. My nose was in his pubes. I couldn’t breathe for a moment. I swallowed hard. I was starting to enjoy myself. It was no longer a means to an end. There was pleasure to be found in giving pleasure. I started to suck him even harder. I bobbed my head back and forth. Thick globs of spit formed in my throat and were fucked out of the corners of my mouth. My chin was covered in it. Without really knowing when I did it I found myself gripping Toby’s furry ass cheeks drawing his cock into my mouth. “Keep sucking me like that Matt and you’re gonna end up with my load down your throat and not in your hole. Fuck.” I pulled off of his cock, and grinned up and him sloppily my face covered in snot and spit. “I just wanted to show you how badly I want your cock,” I said, and then took another hit of poppers. “Fuck, Alec, look at him.” “I know… that glazed look in his eyes every time he takes a hit. It’s so hot. I couldn’t help myself. A gooned out straight boy playing with his hole. You see it now. He’s so desperate he just sucked your cock.” Alec leaned close to Toby, his lips practically touching Toby’s ear. “Give him what he needs. Breed his hole. Fuck me load deeper into him.” “Damn it Alec, you know I can’t resist a cummy hole. Fuck! Matt get on your back, legs in the air. No not on the couch, right there on the floor. I’m gonna fuck your hard, I want the leverage.” I flopped backwards onto my back still clutching my poppers, and pulled my knees up. I spread my legs wide exposing my cummy hole. My dick gave a powerful throb and a river of precum oozed out as I watched Toby get down on his knees between my legs. He pulled my pelvis up so he was above me and lined up his cock. He held the fat mushroom head against my quivering hole, “Is this what you want Matt? You want my cock inside you? You want me to breed your ass Matt? Is that what you want in your straight hole?” “Fuck me Toby! Nothing’s every felt as good as Alec’s cock did! I need to feel that again.” I took a drag off the poppers, “Do it! I’m ready. Fuck me! Breed me! Use me!” The little sober voice heard the new addition to my vocabulary and for a moment reared its head. Use you, it repeated questioningly, straight men don’t as other men to use them, what are you doing. The voice was silenced though when Toby, still looming over me, pushed his cock downward and the head slid easily into my well lubed hole. “Yes.” I moaned, “give it to me.” Toby slowly sank the full length of his cock into me. His thick shaft stretching me yet wider. I moaned when he eventually came to the base and his balls were resting on my ass. He looked down at me, his face a mask of lust now. “Shit! Your hole feels so fucking good. Fuck Alec you really did breed him. Your hole is so fucking sloppy Matt. It’s perfect.” He bent forward more, putting his hands on either side of my face supporting himself over my body. He rocked his hips back pulling his cock out of my hole and then with his full body weight slammed it back inside me. I felt the same opening feeling I’d felt when Alec had bottomed out just before he came. It was like something else had opened inside me, another hole. “Yeah that’s it, let me in your second hole. I’m going to fuck you so deep,” Alec said in a low grunting voice as he slammed into me again and again, “and fill you with so much cum you’re going to me gaped and leaking when I’m done with you. Fuck.” “His hole is amazing isn’t it,” Alec said. “A perfect cumdump fag hole waisted on this straight boy. Thank god for Jack’s special poppers.” “No kidding. Fuck! I can’t believe this. Its wild. After all those times we joked about how hot it would be if Matt secretly was gay…” “And now your fucking his harm hole?” “Yeah!” Toby finally turned his attention back to me, “Take another big hit of those poppers for me boy. I wanna feel this hole gape around my cock.” My mind was a total blank. I hadn’t even really registered they were talking about me as if I wasn’t there. I was lost in the bliss of getting fucked. As if I was in a dream I put the bottle to my nose and sniffed. Toby moaned as the heat spread through my body and I felt my hole blossom around his hammering shaft. My head crashed back onto the floor and I looked up with bleary eyes to see Alec now standing above me still naked. His cock was almost completely hard again and a long string of precum was hanging from the tip. It made my mouth water for some reason. Not that I had seen it I couldn’t take my eyes off that long strand of precum. “I think he wants your cock,” Toby said, catching me staring. “You want this?” Alec asked shaking his cock at me. I hesitated. Toby had made me suck his cock. He wouldn’t have fucked me if I didn’t. It was different to ask to suck Alec’s cock. Toby was right though. I wanted it. I wanted to taste that dangling precum. I wanted to taste the cock that had bred me. I wanted to suck Alec while Toby railed me. I took a hit of the poppers, gulped, and said “Fuck yes I do.” “Jesus, fuck! Ok. Toby let’s get him on his knees so we can spit roast him.” Toby pulled out of my hole and got off of me. Weakly I turned over and Toby dragged me up so I was on my hands and knees. He wasted no time in cramming his cock back in my ass. I moaned as he bottomed out inside me again, his head sliding easily past my second hole this time. Alec then got down on his knees in front of me and slapped his cock across my face. It left a big smear of precum across my cheek and lips. I lapped it up, marveling at its sweet yet salty taste. “Open up straight boy.” I licked my lips and opened my mouth. Alec rested his cock against my lips, his precum leaking into my mouth. “Good boy,” he cooed. “Good popper pig. You’re so fucking high on poppers you’d do anything we asked. You’re so fucking hot.” As he talked he started sliding his cock in and out of my mouth, slowly fucking me. I swallowed it as quickly as I could. I gobbled at his shaft, slathering it with spit. I lost myself in the hypnotic rhythm of the two cocks fucking me. I drifted off into my popper fueled daze. Alec and Toby could have their way with me. I wouldn’t dare stop them, everything they were doing felt too good. The pleasure overwhelmed my brain. It was like I was being rewired, shown parts of my mind that I had never known were there before. I felt sexy and wanted. I liked hearing them talk about how hot I was. It made me feel good to hear them say how good my hole felt, or my mouth. “You like feeling my load in his hole,” Alec said, his cock stuffed down my throat. “It feels so fucking good. Fuck Alec.” “Fuck my sloppy seconds. Pound that load into him.” Alec bent forward over me, and I heard them making out. Neither one stopped fucking me. It sounded like a hungry breathless kiss. I just grunted and moaned as I slurped Alec’s cock. “There’s nothing better than a cum filled hole.” “You weren’t kidding… fuck Mattie, youre not a half bad cock sucker. Fuck! You’re gonna get a second load out of me in no time.” “Yeah, fuck his throat. Make him swallow your load.” “You want that Matt? You want to swallow my load?” Between the rough pounding I was getting from Toby, and Alec’s cock filling my mouth all I could do was grunt. “Sounds like a yes to be,” said Toby. “Fuck yes it did.” They weren’t wrong. Now that it had been presented as an option… I did want to swallow Alec’s load. I wanted to make him feel good. I wanted him to get off again. I also, and this was harder to admit even through my lust and the poppers, I wanted to know what it tasted like. “Oh fuck Matt. Yeah, right there, suck me hard.” Alec groaned, holding tight to the back of my head. “Yeah! Oh shit! Fuck! Fuck! Im going to cum! Fuck! Yeah!” He held his cock just inside my mouth, the head resting on my tongue and unleashed a flood of cum. Thick ropes spurted from the throbbing head of his erection filling my mouth. “Swallow his load Mattie. Gulp it down,” Toby encouraged. “Oh shit!” Alec roared. I swallowed as fast as I could, but he was cumming too hard. Some leaked out around his cock head and dribbled down from the corners of my mouth. I was shocked to find I liked the taste. I liked how hot it was in my mouth. I liked the feeling of his load sliding down my throat. I liked swallowing cum. I kept sucking as Alec’s cock stopped spasming. He shuddered and groaned, then pulled his dick out of my mouth and collapsed back onto the floor. He was panting, his dick softening again, lay thickly across his now empty balls. “That was so fucking hot,” Toby said. “I can’t, fuck! I can’t believe Matt just swallowed your load. Fuck! I’m so close. Matt are you ready for another load? You ready for me to breed your straight boy hole?” I swallowed the last of the cum in my mouth and licked my lips. “Fucking give it to me!” I practically shouted. “Oh hell yes!” Toby roared. He pushed me forward so my chest was now on the floor and jack hammered into my ass. I whimpered and moaned as he ravaged me. Every thrust he made was accompanied by a wet squelching sound and the slap of flesh against flesh. “Fucking take it! Take my load. Fuck. I’m gonna fill you up!” Toby shouted, and then with one last thrust, let out a mighty roar and collapsed forward onto my back. He lay across me his full weight pressing into me and his body spasmed and twitched. His cock was throbbing inside me. I felt it swell and then release as his spunk rocketed from the tip into my guts. The heat I craved spread through me like wild fire. I felt a wave of satisfaction. I was being bred again and it felt so good. “Thank you,” I whispered, not really even knowing I said it. “You’re welcome Mattie.” Toby said into my ear. “Hopefully you’re still grateful when the poppers wear off.”

3. “Now eyes forward and get that bottle under your nose.” Alec commanded. “Take a long sniff and count to twenty before breathing out. I huffed the little bottle deeper than ever, reveling in the feeling of intoxicating warmth spreading through my body. Looking dead ahead, I counted slowly to twenty. While I was counting I heard Alec spit, and felt a big glob land on my loosened hole. As I breathed out I felt Alec pushing something new against my ass. I pressed back into the invading object, the scent opening my hole for me. There was a tiny moment of resistance and then the thick head of whatever it was burst in side me. “Oh fuck,” we both said almost in unison. Alec’s hands grabbed my hips, holding me in place. He pushed it deeper and deeper inside of me forcing desperate moans from my lips. I squirmed, overwhelmed with how good it felt to be opened up again. “Fuck yes, take it all. Good boy,” Alec cooed. I felt his body press against me, his hands slid up to my shoulders and he leaned down to whisper in my ear again. “Now I’m going to really fuck you” “It feels so good Alec. It feels so warm.” “That’s because my raw cock is balls deep in your hole. You’ve got another man’s dick in your ass straight boy.” Even in my blissed-out haze that felt wrong somewhere in the back of my mind. “I don’t know Alec… The toy was… it felt good… but your dick… but… oh fuck!” He flexed his cock inside of me and pushed it a little deeper. “You asked me to fuck you,” he said in a cool, almost seductive voice. “And doesn’t your hole feel good wrapped around my hard cock. You want to feel good don’t you Mattie.” “It feels so fucking good. Fuck!” “Exactly. Give in to the pleasure. Take another hit and give in.” I couldn’t think of anything how good it felt to have something inside my ass. It didn’t matter that it was another man’s cock. It felt too good to stop. I took another hit off the brown bottle and gave in. Alec sensed my acceptance and whispered, “good boy,” before pulling his cock halfway out of my hole and then pressing it in again. I groaned. I couldn’t imagine anything feeling this good. My senses were being overloaded. I pressed myself back against his hips, trying to get him deeper inside me. “That’s it. Give in to the poppers, let them guide you. It feels good doesn’t it? It feels good to give in.” “Holy shit, this is so much better than the dildo. Fuck! Alec! Your cock… it… your cock feels so good inside me. You’re so fucking hard! Don’t stop! Please… please… keep… keep fucking me!” “Don’t worry… I’m not gonna stop till your straight boy ass is full of my cum.” He started to hammer into me then, making me scream. He grunted as he rammed his cock in and out of my now open hole. We were both covered in sweat and the room stunk of it. The sound of slapping flesh echoed off the walls. The part of me that had tried to stop when I realized that Alec had his dick in me was reeling. My brain couldn’t really understand what was happening. I was straight, always had been, but Alec’s cock felt so good, how could I stop it. I never wanted those waves of pleasure to end. I just had to give into it, but what did that mean for me. Instead of trying to answer that question I sniffed at the little bottle again and lost myself in the fog. I became putty in Alec’s hands letting him hammer into my hole. I pushed back into his thrusts, banging my ass against his hips. Every thrust made me grunt or moan. It was like someone else had control of my body. Suddenly Alec pulled his whole cock from my hole, and smacked my ass hard. “Get on your back. I wanna see your eyes when I dump my load in your straight ass.” I flipped onto my back, and almost instinctively pulled my legs up to my chest. Alec chuckled. As he moved to get between my legs I saw his cock for the first time. It was wide with a big blunt mushroom head. Probably as long as my cock, but almost twice as thick. It burst out, throbbing, from a trimmed bush, and big heavy looking balls hung below. My hole quivered at the sight. “You like seeing the cock that took your cherry?” Alec said, his voice almost mocking. “Its so thick… I can’t believe I can take it. How did it fit in my hole?” “Because you’re flying high on Jack’s special poppers. They’ll open anyone up. Take a good hit, and get ready for my load. I haven’t gotten off in a couple of days. I’m going to fucking flood you.” I sniffed Jack’s special poppers, my vision blured and my head spun. Alec sunk his cock into me in one easy move while I was still lost in the initial wave. When I could understand the world around me again he was already mercilessly hammering at my hole. I looked up into his face, contorted with animalistic hunger, and thought for the first time how hot he was. His chest glistened with sweat, matting down the hair between his pecs. His brow was knit tight with the exertion of fucking me. His lips parted slightly as he grunted with his roughest thrusts. You’re straight, that little sober voice told me, you’re doing this because it feels good not because you’re attracted to Alec. Still, there was no denying that he looked good pounding me. “Fuck, I can’t believe I’m actually going to say this,” Alec panted, “But I’m about to breed your fucking hole Matt. I’m gonna fucking cum so deep inside side you. Fuck. Your hole feels so good.” “Pound me! Your cock feels so good. Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” “Take my fucking load straight boy!” Alec roared and punched his dick into me as hard as he could. I felt something inside me give way as if he’d pushed past the ring of my hole again. His cock throbbed and pulsed buried deep inside me. He moaned and a hot flood started to spread inside me. This is nuts, that sober voice shouted, he just came inside you; but it was drowned out by the rest of my mind which was singing with pleasure. The heat of Alec’s load seemed to expend though my whole body. Every nerve lit up like a Christmas tree. My eyes rolled back into my head and I crashed into the couch. I couldn’t move. All I could do was lay there as Alec’s cock continued to throb and pump out the last of his load. Panting, Alec collapsed on top of me, his cock still deep inside my hole. We lay there, a sweaty mess. “Holy shit Alec. That felt so fucking good! I can’t believe it.” “You can’t believe it? I just bred my straight roommate…” he shook his head and started to pull out. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, trying to keep him from taking his cock out of my hole. I was still quivering from the mind-numbing bliss that came from him pounding me and I didn’t want it to end. “Don’t,” I said in a breathy voice, “don’t pull out. I don’t want it to end. It just feels so good.” “What the hell did I just walk in on.” Alec’s head jerked up as our roommate Toby came around the couch.