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Breaking and Entering His Ass
in Chem Sex FICTION
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I can't take credit for this, found it on nifty.org and I wanted to share.
From: john bottom <slamme76@hotmail.com>
Subject: Breaking and Entering His Ass (Part1)
So this is one scene I had in mind. I wrote it out like a short story.
You're the homeowner and I'm the intruder.
It was night and some guy broke into another guy's house. It was a nice
house. New. The intruder was very proud of his breaking and entering
abilities. He was walking around like he owned the place.
After strolling through the house he was shocked to hear a voice: "Don't
move an inch."
It was the homeowner and he had the intruder cornered with a baseball
bat. He held the bat ready to swing and the intruder knew that the
homeowner could at least knock him out if he wanted to. But the homeowner
was in control and he could sense the intruder's fear.
"What the fuck are you doing in my house? Who the fuck are you?"
The intruder was scared, apologetic and begging.
"Please, just let me go. I'm begging you. Don't hit me, please, just let me
go."
The homeowner could tell the intruder was really scared. The homeowner
knew, dressed like he was -- black leather pants, cut off t-shirt, boots --
that he looked intimidating. The homeowner took a long look at the intruder
and finally told him to take his clothes off.
"Hey, I'm not into that..." the intruder said, at which time the homeowner
raised the bat up.
"It's take your clothes, take a beating or I call the cops. Which is it?"
The intruder was cornered. He didn't want to end up in jail because he
would become some black man's prison bitch and he didn't want to take a
beating, so he figured, "I'll take my clothes off, this guy will jack
himself off and then I'll be on my way."
So the intruder took his clothes off. He was tall, slender, blond, muscular
and smooth. It looked like he shaved his legs. He stood there naked while
the homeowner admired his body. The intruder could feel the homeowner's
eyes caressing his smooth skin. He could feel a draft between his legs,
around his balls and his ass cheeks. He was very aware of being naked.
The homeowner told him to turn around at which time he handcuffed the
intruder's hands behind his back. This surprised the intruder and he wanted
to turn around and say something but the act of taking his clothes off and
having his hands handcuffed began to make him hard and he didn't want to
call attention to himself -- have the homeowner spin him around and see his
hardening shaved-like-a-boy cock pointing out. So he didn't say a thing.
The homeowner pushed the intruder face first against the wall and spread
his legs and started feeling the intruder up -- chest, legs, ass... but
when he reached around to feel the intruder's cock he couldn't help but
notice the intruder was totally hard.
"I thought you said you weren't into this?" the homeowner said, to which
the intruder had no reply, he just looked down embarrassed.
The homeowner got close to the intruder and pulled his head back by the
hair and whispered in his ear, "You're going to be my little prison bitch
tonight. Don't do the crime if you can't do the time."
He told the intruder to lay spread eagle on his stomach on the floor and
not to move. The homeowner stomped out in his boots to the kitchen and the
intruder thought about how everything had gone wrong and now he's going to
be a prison bitch and how he wanted to avoid that to begin with... but he
was turned on. His cock was hard and it felt good. He could feel it rubbing
on the floor and pre-cum smearing onto the smooth wood surface. The idea of
letting some strange man take ownership of his ass and mouth... he would
never admit it to anyone, but it made his cock hard. His shaved asshole was
sweating and he began to wonder if the homeowner noticed that it was shaved
when he was feeling him up. He hoped not.
Meanwhile, out in the kitchen, the homeowner found a barstool and began
looking for a hypo he had left in a drawer there the night before. He had
been partying and was still feeling the effects when he caught the
intruder. He was thinking to himself, "Jackpot. This guy is pretty hot, he
shaves his hole so you know regardless of what he says, he likes his boy
pussy played with. I might have to teach him how to deep throat and loosen
his hole up so I can go balls deep on his ass, but what a find! I can keep
him for as long as I want. Maybe even take some pictures and threaten to
post them on the Internet if he doesn't come back for regular sessions.
Hey, that reminds me..."
The homeowner found what he was looking for in the kitchen and returned to
where he left the intruder with barstool in hand. He put something on the
table in the room, tinkered with it and then moved over to where the
intruder was. When he saw the intruder still spread eagle on the floor, he
knew he had an obedient fuck boy. He told the slender naked handcuffed
intruder to stand up and he did. He made him face the wall again and pulled
the barstool under his ass and told him to step back and sit. He
un-handcuffed one hand and cuffed the other to the lowest rung on the
barstool. He told the intruder to raise his ass up and when he did the
homeowner reached between the intruder's legs from behind and pulled his
shaved plump cock and balls out so it was now hanging over the edge of the
barstool backwards pointing straight down. When the intruder sat back down
he was feeling very vulnerable. The position of his cock was forcing him to
lean over and expose his shaved hole. He was worried that the angry
homeowner would see his shaved pussy, figure out his secret and start
pounding him right then and that was something his tight hole wasn't ready
for. But the homeowner was one step ahead.
With the hypo between his teeth, the homeowner grabbed the wrist of the
intruder and held it up to the front. He wrapped a piece of surgical tubing
around the top of the intruder's arm and located a vein. The intruder
looked up and said, "No!"
The homeowner looked at him angrily and told the intruder, "What's it going
to be? The cops, the baseball bat or this? You decide."
The intruder lowered his head.
"You're going to love this," the homeowner said laughing. "You should be
thanking me. This is good shit."
The homeowner slipped the hypo into the intruder's vein, pulled back the
plunger and in the dim light saw a little drop of blood in the hypo at
which time he pushed the plunger all the way down continuing to hold the
intruders arm up. The intruder felt a clicking sensation in his throat and
then the meth hit. It went straight to his pussy and cock. He let out a
pouty moan and slumped with his head between his legs and his ass hanging
off the end of the barstool. He felt the blood pumping into his cock and
his shaved hole begin to sweat. When the homeowner put a bandaid on his arm
and let it go, the intruder couldn't help reaching behind with his now free
hand and feeling his hardening cock, his ripe juicy balls and his sweaty
shaved pussy hole. He didn't care anymore if the homeowner saw his hard
shaved cock or his tight shaved hole. All he was thinking was having his
ass and mouth filled. In just a few seconds he went from a
tough-guy-burglar to a total pussy boy thinking only about cock and how to
please it.
The homeowner stood back and admired his handy work. He could see the
intruder panting, stroking his now hard cock and occasionally fingering his
tight shaved asshole. Now the homeowner's cock began to swell. He knew that
for the next couple of hours the only thoughts going through the intruder's
head would be primitive thoughts about craving and pleasing cock. He was
the homeowner's sloppy fuck pig. The homeowner knew he could un-handcuff
the intruder if he wanted and the intruder would go no where. He knew this
was true. The intruder would just sit there bent over the barstool waiting
for his master, wanting only to please the master's cock with his warm
tight holes. The homeowner walked out of the room, confident that he could
sit down, watch a ball game, drink a couple beers if he wanted and come
back and find the intruder still waiting, bent over the barstool playing
with his cock and his pussy hole.
The homeowner walked back to the kitchen. There found a tub of Crisco and
headed back to the room where he left the intruder. He re-handcuffed the
intruder's wrist back to his other wrist and around the bottom rung of the
barstool. The homeowner stuck his fingers into the tub of Crisco and
slathered the intruder's smooth cock, balls and tight pussy. He stroked the
intruder's cock downward and poked his index finger into the intruder's
amazingly tight, clean ass. The intruder let out a pouty moan.
The homeowner slipped two fingers in and began sliding them in and out of
the hot slick boy pussy. The intruder moaned and the homeowner imagined how
this tight boy hole would feel wrapped around the shaft of his beautiful
cock and how it would feel when his balls began to slap the intruders balls
when he decided the boy could handle his entire tool.
"Yeah, you want something in there, don't you?" the homeowner said,
referring to the intruder's ass. "What would feel good inside that tight
little boy hole of yours? More fingers? Some cock? Yeah, boy. You're a
natural at this. Look at you bent over. Look, you're hard. This is your
calling boy. You were meant to be owned."
The homeowner went on at length telling the intruder what he needed and the
intruder was amazed at how right the homeowner was. Everything he said was
true and he could only respond with a moaning "yessss." It was true and
both the homeowner and the intruder knew it: some men were meant to service
the needs of other men. Sometimes that meant fetching a beer and sometimes
that meant massaging the master's cock with your hands, mouth or ass to
make the master feel good. And sometimes that meant letting the master take
over and own you and do whatever he wanted. The homeowner recognized it and
the intruder understood it. The homeowner was taking ownership. The
intruder was becoming his bitch.
Completely hard, the homeowner got undressed next to the intruder. Mostly
he kept his fingers in the intruder's hole while undressing, removing them
only to unsnapped buttons and untie his boots. He got all his clothes off
and put his boots back on and towered over the panting, sweating
intruder. The homeowner's beautiful cock was hot and hard and his balls
were full. The thought of essentially raping the intruder had made him that
way.
The homeowner liked the way the intruder's slick tight hole felt and
occasionally he reached down and admired the intruder's plump balls and
hard cock. He was even nice enough to stroke them for the intruder since
the intruder couldn't do that handcuffed to the barstool. The homeowner
stroked his own tool too, his hands still slick with Crisco. He walked
around the front of the intruder, reached under his chin and raised his
head up. He liked what he saw. "Such a nice face," he thought, and then
opened the intruder's mouth with his thumb and slid his hot cock
inside. The intruder tasted the salty pre-cum mixed with Crisco. He didn't
mind the Crisco but he absolutely craved the pre-cum. It was the taste of
cock and at that moment that was what he was all about.
The homeowner pushed his cock halfway in and the intruder choked and gagged
but the homeowner kept his cock in the intruder's hot wet mouth.
"Deal with it! You can do this. I know you want to be a good cocksucker for
your daddy because daddy likes his cock suck. Come on boy, make daddy's
cock feel good. Don't fight it!"
The intruder resisted the gagging reflex and found that he could do
this. Soon the homeowners cock was sliding in and out of the intruder's
open mouth, right down to the balls.
"Look up here," the homeowner said to the intruder. With the intruder's
eyes gazing up, the homeowner pumped his tool in and out of the open mouth
while he pinched his own nipples. When he pulled his cock out after about
20 minutes of none-stop pumping a strand of slobber hung from the end of
his cock to the intruder's mouth. The homeowner stuck his cock back in and
began to pump.
He reached back with his hand and patted the intruder's slick shaved
hole. The hole was tight and strong. Standing off to the side, he could
see the intruder squeezing and releasing the sphincter muscle each time the
homeowner pumped the intruder's mouth.
"I'm going to warm that ass up a little bit," the homeowner said to the
intruder, at which time he slapped the intruder's hole hard letting out a
loud crack.
The intruder moaned as loud as he could considering the homeowner's balls
were bouncing off his chin. The homeowner slapped the hole again and again
and again. Then he slipped two fingers in all the way and then pulled them
back out. They were clean. He rubbed the intruder's hole in a circular
motion, occasionally dipping his fingers in the boy's pussy. The intruder
was trying to say something but he made no sense in his intoxicated state
and with the homeowner's cock deep in his mouth. It didn't matter. The
homeowner was fixated on the intruder's hole and didn't care what he had to
say.
The homeowner walked away from the front of the intruder. His cock pulled
out of the intruder's wet sloppy mouth and the intruder began to pant. He
had grown very use to the sensation of having a cock in his mouth and he
quickly wanted it back. But the homeowner had other plans. He walked
around the back of the intruder and admired his beautiful boy
pussy. "Jackpot!" he thought again. The homeowner put his hands on the
intruder's hips and lined the head of his throbbing cock up on the
intruder's slick shaved boy pussy. The intruder arched his back. He craved
the cock so much now.
The homeowner was going to slide it in slowly, take a couple minutes to
open the intruder's pussy up before really giving it a workout, but then he
thought about why the intruder was there and how he broke into his house
and that made him angry. And so he pushed the head of his cock into the
intruder's slick tight ass and felt the beautiful warmth that only a man's
ass can give a man's cock and decided not to stop. He was angry but in
control and penetrated with one massive even stroke right down to his balls
and held it there.
At first the intruder thought the homeowner's hot cock felt very good
inside his ass, but about halfway in, the intruder was feeling
uncomfortable and by the time he homeowner finish his first deep stroke,
the intruder was mixed with feelings of ecstasy and pain and the mix felt
very good. He squirmed looking for more ecstasy but the homeowner was in
control and held him still, his cock planted deep in the intruder's ass and
he was holding the intruder in a place if felt good to him.
"Don't tighten up on me! Relax! Relax. Take that man cock. That's a man's
cock in you boy! You know what to do. Take it because that's what I
want. Take it. This is what your good at. Not robbing houses."
And the intruder began to relax and take all of his master's cock. The
homeowner put his right foot on the bottom rung of the barstool and reach
down to where his cock was entering the intruder's ass. He found the
intruder's cock still hard now dripping cum and pointing straight down. He
gave it a couple strokes. Then he grabbed the intruder's balls and placed
them in his hand next to his own balls. Both men's balls were shaved and
they rubbed up against each other.
"Feel that, boy? Those are my man balls. That's you taking all my cock."
He pushed deeper in the intruder's hole and then pulled back out, then slid
it back in, then pulled it all out except the head. He could feel the
intruder's still-tight hole squeezing the head of his cock. The homeowner
knew they were in the final stretch.
"See if you can feel my balls slapping yours."
He slid his cock deep inside the intruder's ass and gave a little flick
with his hips at the end of the stroke to make his balls go forward.
"Feel that?"
The homeowner pulled out to his head again and pushed it back in, this time
a little harder.
"Feel that? Feel my balls slapping against yours? Huh? Not yet? Okay."
The homeowner pulled out to his head again and really hammered the
intruder's ass.
"Feel that?"
He pulled out to his head again and slammed it home, each time asking the
intruder if he could feel their balls slapping together. The homeowner was
growing angry and was pumping the intruder hard and from all angles asking
the intruder over and over if he could feel their balls slapping. The
intruder only moaned. The homeowner's words made beautiful sense but he
could not answer. He was too focused and giving his ass up for ownership,
giving it to the master.
"Break into my house, bitch! I dare you!" the homeowner yelled as he pumped
the intruder's ass with all his might. The noise of the homeowner's hips
and the intruder's ass slapping together was ringing in the intruder's
ears. "Take my fucking cock, bitch! All of it!"
One last pump and the homeowner stepped around to the front of the intruder
with a controlled purposeful stride. This was the last step in total
ownership.
"Open your mouth!"
The intruder instinctively opened and the homeowner stuck the head of his
cock in and began to stroke, pumping hot salty seaman in, filling the
intruder's mouth.
"Swallow!" the homeowner yelled as he cranked on his tool and squirted more
hot cum into the boy's mouth. "Swallow it all you bitch!"
When he was done the homeowner un-handcuffed the intruder and walked away
to the kitchen. The intruder was still dizzily intoxicated from the
injection and having his ass and mouth pumped like a whore. He stood up and
laid on his back on the wood floor. He reached down and felt his sloppy boy
pussy. It was wide open, loose from his masters tool and very slick. He
pulled his knees to his chest and began exploring his stretched pussy. It
was hot, wet and loose. He squeezed it tight again and was happy that he
could still easily make it tight and keep it tight for his master, but he
liked playing with it loose. He could hear the homeowner in the kitchen
microwaving something but he didn't' care what was going on in the
kitchen. His world was about his cock and boy pussy and he panted as he
stroked both with both hands.
The homeowner walked back into the room drinking a beer and carrying a warm
cucumber. He took a knee between the intruder's legs. He poured beer into
the intruder's mouth and the intruder gulped it down. He poured more in the
intruder's mouth and some on his chest. The intruder never stopped stroking
his hard cock and playing with his balls and pussy.
"You ready to cum for your daddy, boy?" the homeowner asked the intruder.
He lined the warm cucumber up on the intruder's hole and began pushing it
in. The intruder opened his hole, giving it to his man. The homeowner went
deep with the cucumber and then pulled it out. It was a little bigger than
the homeowner's cock and the intruder took it eagerly. The homeowner pushed
it in deep and pulled it out.
"You ready to cum, boy?"
The homeowner began stroking the cucumber in and out and asking the
intruder if he was ready to cum for his daddy and that some daddies weren't
nice enough to do this for their boys, but he was a nice daddy and he'd
gladly watch, even help, as a boy shot his load.
"You should feel lucky, now come on boy! Cum for daddy!"
The intruder was moaning, almost crying like a little boy and jack wildly,
fondling his balls and feeling with the tips of his fingers the cucumber
going in and out of his ass.
"Come on boy, cum!" the homeowner yelled. "Cum, boy! You can do it! Show
your daddy how you can cum!"
And all at once the intruder let out a moan that almost sounded like a cry
for help and shot three big loads into the air, the first landing in his
face and the rest going on his chest and the floor. When the homeowner saw
the cum on the floor, he became mad grabbed the intruder by the back of the
neck and made him lick the cum off the floor.
He walked over to a table and picked something up about the size of a
coffee mug. He was looking into it in the dark and the intruder could see
whatever it was was reflecting light back into the homeowner's face. The
homeowner just stared into the light.
"Look, boy. You nearly took that whole cucumber," the homeowner said. He
held what turned out to be a video camera up to the intruder's face and the
intruder could see that he was taking almost all of the cucumber. He laid
back on the floor, took a deep breath, pulled his knees into his chest and
began stroking his cock, balls and hole again.