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I'm 25 and I just moved here. I need a hot daddy who wants to get a group of tops to bred this boy hole of mine. I'd love it even more if I were bound down for it...you can piss on me too.
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Got a nice thick cock to fill up your ass. Love to take pics of my cock in a hot hole. Parks, alleys, garages, walk in scenes, restrooms, sex clubs. Sweaty pits are hot, groups, leather, jockstraps, piss play, love to swallow, lots. Check my profile for pics of my cock and ass. InPublicM4M on BBRT, or email direct at inpublicm4m@aol.com Poz & undetectable here, otherwise clean. -
It was late one night, around 2:30 A.M. and I was horny as hell. My roomie was away for the weekend and I had the apartment to myself. I was living out on the west side of Chicago. Not a lot was going on out there neighborhood, (especially back in the mid to late 90s). All my friends lived either downtown or up on the north side. Besides, I was horny and not looking for friends with whom to hang out. There was a guy named Mark with whom I had played who lived fairly close to me. He was older than I (he was in his late 30s to early 40s whereas I was 27). Mark had a HUGE thick dick. We had only hooked up once before but had been playing tag online back and forth ever since. On the occasion we got together I I had gone down to his place. Naked, I had done my best to work his big solid juicy dick down my throat. I was still learning how to deep throat bigger cocks at the time. He then directed me on all fours and tried to slide his big dick up my ass, but I was too tight: he was only able to get the head in. However incomplete, it had been a hot experience and ever since that first hook up I would think about his dick and how badly I wanted it buried all the way up my hungry ass. So I went online, fingers crossed that maybe he might be also be online, cruising for hole. And there he was. I hit him up and I suggested "why don't you come over to my place - here's the address. ________________. I'm on the second floor of a split level. I'll leave the doors unlocked. Just let yourself in and make your way upstairs. I'll be in the back bedroom 'asleep' wearing only my tightie whities. Come on back, strip down and rape my holes. Take me however you want me. I just want your dick." He was definitely interested in my proposal and told me to get ready, and head back to bed, that he would be over in half an hour or so. I was totally horned up and not a little nervous. I had never left my doors unlocked in the middle of the night, inviting a guy I really didn't know to cum over to fuck me. But I was hard as hell. So, as I was already cleaned out, I headed back to bed, climbed under the sheets, closed my eyes, laying in the dark, face down and spread eagle. I don't know how long it was before he arrived, but I heard him coming up the stairs and heard the door to the apartment open. He made his way back to my room in the darkness and I heard him undressing in the dark before he climbed onto the bed and pinned me down, pressing his weight onto me, whispering in my ear "I'm gonna fuck the hell out of you faggot - you little cocksucker - you know you want it - gonna rape your hole." He started licking the back of my neck and then started moving his mouth and tongue down my back and spine until he came to my underwear covered ass. He positioned my hips up so that his face was positioned behind my ass cheeks. He began rimming my ass through the cloth of my underwear, licking and getting the material wet and biting at the fabric pulling it with his teeth. He started working the underwear, ripping a hole in it with his teeth. Then pulling it apart, exposing my naked ass and spreading my ass cheeks wide for his tongue to lick and eat and rim the hole. My ass was soon wet and my cock hard as nails. Then he slowly started sliding his body up along mine until I felt the head of his naked cock pressing and pushing against my ass. He spit on his hand and started working it along his dick head and shaft, pushing against my hole, sliding the head in and out, going a little deeper with each push. He also continually added spit in to his dick. His other arm was wrapped around my neck with my mouth in the crux of his arm as he continued a string of threats into my ear about what his big dick was going to do to my hole. Slowly, every so slowly my hole opened up for him as his big dick began to slide up my ass, letting him make his way inch by inch until finally I felt his balls resting against mine, his dick completely buried inside my pulsing hole. I was on fire. I felt electric. The weight of his body on top of me, his hairy chest rubbing against my naked back and his raw cock pulsing deep in my ass. I could smell whisky on his breath as he said "That's right faggot. Your hole is mine. I'm gonna breed you good tonight." About then he started long dicking me, pulling his dick all the way out, leaving just the head in the entrance and then sliding the entire length back in until his balls slapped against mine. He took his time, enjoying using my hungry ass. Then he started pulling the entire dick out. I felt an emptiness in my ass as that big dick popped out, only to feel it slide right back in. Then he began to pump my hole, all the time licking my face and ear, one hand over my mouth, the other pinching and tweaking my nipples as he fucked me good and deep and hard. My dick was harder than I ever remembered it being before, leaking pre-cum as he fucked and fucked my hole. He was gaining momentum and I knew he was starting the drive home. My hole was open like it had never been before. Now I should say, I'm fairly tight, even to this day, which I like. I have subsequently learned how to open it up for big dicks, but this was early on for me. The experience of taking a truly big dick deep in my ass and enjoying every inch of it was an amazing feeling. He was louder now in my ear "I'm gonna cream your hole faggot. Gonna bury my seed all the way up in your guts. Feel my dick, boy? It's getting ready to feed your hole." Icouldn't hold it back anymore: I started cumming. As I was still wearing my underwear, I filled the pouch with my cum. My ass was gripping his dick harder now as he started to shoot "I'm seeding you fucker. Filling you up, and after I'm done I'm gonna piss up your hole too, man. Gonna have your ass dripping." And cum he did, all the while driving his dick all the way in, all his weight on top of me, crushing me down onto the bed. It felt like he was shooting forever inside of me. Then he started pumping again, massaging his dick deep in my hole, all the time repeating "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck" in my ear. Eventually he slowed down, while still laying on my back, his dick still hard and buried deep. Then, after a minute or two he pulled out a bit, just a bit, and said "Alright, faggot. Now I need to take a piss." He started coaxing his dick with his hand, sloshing it around my cum filled hole. After a few seconds I felt a warmth filling me up deep inside. Something I had never felt before. Yeah - he was pissing in my ass. I was weirdly turned on by the experience as my softening dick was getting hard again. After he was finished he pulled out saying "I'm not done with you yet." He flipped me over, and while straddling my chest, his knees pinning my shoulders down, he fed me his dick saying "Now you're gonna clean my dick with your mouth. I want it spit shined. Open up, faggot." I sucked his semi-hard cock into my mouth, tasting his cum and piss as well as my own ass juices. I cleaned his dick without hesitation as he fed me the entire length. When he was satisfied I had done a thorough job, he leaned over me, planted a wet kiss on mouth, driving his tongue in, leaning back slightly, while we were nose to nose, said simply "Nice." Then he got up, dressed and left my apartment. I lay in my own cum, my ass churning with his cum and piss. Eventually I arose, took a long hot bath, soaking for a while as I played with my cock and hole, reminiscing. When the water was cold I climbed out of the tub, and went back to bed and slept late into the next day, which, fortunately, was a Saturday. Oh yeah, we hooked up one other occasion, but that's a story for another time. Just as a teaser, it involves handcuffs.
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Just looking for other men in the Reno/Sparks area for play. Me: 5'9, 185, vers, poz. If you're interested send me an email. mrandom1@yahoo.com. Interests include, but not limited to oral, rimming, raw fucking(of course), piss
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Looking to serve and submit Alpha Male dominant Sirs / Masters who like submissive men who were born to serve as ordered cum to piss, ripe, ready, raw with appreciation. Urinal to Cum dump total pig submissive. 6' 7" 212LBS TIGHT ASS BOTTOM WITH STAMINA, open to tag team or gang bangs. Let do it, cum balls deep, then go at it again....
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pig seeking other P/pigs for arse us, abuse and edge play. limits broken and guys with metal and ink go to front of the queue.
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Hi there, Asianboy! Irish here . . . You asked about Asian boys that I might have infected . . . Just thought you'd be intrigued to know I had myself a little Asian boy yesterday here at the house. I found him in the local call boy pages (Frontiers Magazine). He is 22 years old, sweet, smooth and slim, born in Japan and going to UCLA. I will see him again, I'm sure. He has a really beautiful face, very full, kissable lips, and supper soft, sweet buns. He also has a delightfully respectable hard-on! I came home yesterday from the dentist from a tooth cleaning, and I thought, "Hey, this would be a good time…." I take very opportunity I can to renew and/or share my infection, and I figured anyone with the bug would prove efficacious. So I telephoned the guy and invited him over. He's a $150 boy. I asked him over the phone if he had HIV yet, and he was super sure he didn't (yeah, right, call boy). He didn't ask me back, which I thought odd, but hey. I didn't offer the news that I was totally poz. When he got here and entered the NAKED ZONE (anything beyond the front room of the house), he stripped and almost climbed onto my dick! Guess he didn’t need lube. In any event, I was a little surprised, as I wanted to set the pace. I kissed him long and hard to take control. He just kept sucking on my mouth as if he'd never been kissed before in his life! I got him to my bed, and threw him down on his stomach with a little force (surprised him a little, I think). Immediately I started drilling his ass with my tongue just as he had been trying to tonsil-clean me a few moments before. As he spread his legs to accommodate me, I reached underneath him to feel his considerable piece. I must have made love to him from here for half an hour or so. Although I was really bent from the Novocain, I took a hit or two from the poppers I keep for special occasions like this. His ass tissues began to swell slightly from the working I was giving them, and I could see a little blood when I stopped to look. Perfect, I thought. Now onto the next step. I asked him if he liked to get FUCKED. His reply was entirely reasonable: only if he could cum down my throat later. OK, fine by me, buddy boy. Did I have condoms? Gosh, sorry, no. Fresh out. Well, OK but don't cum inside me. (Yeah right, whore boy. Don't be a whiner.) OK, I said. Would you like a small dildo to open you up? Yeah! Great! I have a ridged dildo that is super for that kind of work, as it invariably roughs up ass tissue. In a very short time, I knew for sure whose blood was spotting his pretty little hole. HIS. So I knew he was ready. I took out the dildo, then placed it at the edge of his ass, and PLUNGED it all the way back in up to the handle. He screamed (I'm not really into inflicting pain, but he was just too eager). I'm sorry baby. Daddy will be more gentle. Please don't FUCK me. No, no, Daddy will be more gentle. Of course I mounted him, nudging my cock into his hole. Now all of a sudden he wanted it and he couldn't get enough. He slid back onto my cock like he'd been waiting for it all his life. I hardly had to move! He was all rhythm and gyration and bucking and humping -- I'd created a monster! Given his chosen line of work, I suppose he probably had a natural aptitude. In any event, I must say he gave me a magnificent ride. While the poppers and stuff continued to flood my brain, I was running through my mind what to do about cumming. Part of me wanted to just let it go, and another part wanted to honor his request. Suddenly the moment was on us. I said "Here I cum!" I expected him to come sliding off me with that warning. Instead, he rammed his ass back onto my full hard cook and reached around to grab me so I couldn't pull out. Of course I exploded like I hadn’t cum in weeks! All over inside him! WHAT THE FUCK? In my post-orgasmic haze I could hardly move, particularly as I was savoring his turn of mind. At least he took the choice out of my hands. Then he turned around to look at me, and I could see that the kid was smiling broadly. WHAT THE FUCK? He pulled himself off my dick. As I reached for a cleanup towel to wipe up some cum, lube and shit, he slipped off my cock, rolled around, and laid a major lip-lock on me, breaking only to ask "You're poz, aren't you?" I couldn't figure out where the fuck his head was, but I answered honestly "I'm afraid so, baby. You didn't ask. But did tell me not to cum in your ass. What came over you?" "You really ARE poz, aren't you?" "Yes," I assured him, "Completely, guy. 100% poz." "Oh thanks, man" he murmured several times. “Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.” "OK, baby doll. I get it." "You promised," he said. "You said I could come in your mouth." "Would that make you happy, baby doll?" Suddenly he was all commando: "BLOW ME!" I was glad to oblige, but not without a little bravado of my own. By now we were both standing. I put my hands on his chest and shoved him back onto the bed. That sort of seemed to turn him on. I was on his meat in no time. I enjoy a nice cock. He was raging hard. He hadn't cum during our magnificent fuck. Just as I was wondering 'if it hadn't been good" for him, he said "It was all I could do not to waste this when you came up my ass. But you promised me I could come in your mouth. I want it way down your throat. I want to explode in your tight places like you did in mine." OK, I thought, this is a guy I can work with! "This is the deal though, man -- you want it, you gotta work for it. I want you to FUCK my throat, just like I just fucked your ass. I want you to plow my throat while I rest on my back, with my head over the edge of a pillow here at the side of the bed. Just fuck it deep and hard, with the same kind of rhythm you liked when you got your mancunt fucked." He got into that! In no time he was exploding in my throat. As he started, he shoved it way down my gullet and just blew! It was hot for me. When he finally collapsed all over me on the bed, I gathered him into my arms and kissed him again. "You got more than you bargained for today, baby doll." "I guess so," he said. "But I didn't get anything I didn't want." I had no idea the kid was looking for seed! I thought maybe I'd surprise him with a mind fuck about infecting him, only to find out he was looking for it! He explained "I've tested neg so far. No matter how much I fuck, who I fuck with, I just always come out neg." I tried to reassure him then. "Well, baby, you've been fertilized now." I promised him my continued help if he wanted it. He smile suggested he thought that would be a great idea. Then it was my turn to demand more attention. I said, "Remember when I called you, you said you were already tanked up. How about giving me another body fluid? Can you give me a load of piss to drink?" At first he couldn’t. Frankly, I'm not sure he'd ever done it before. So we waited and cuddled. All of a sudden he was ready. I made him take a long, sweet hit of poppers, as did I. "OK, babe, let it go!" As he let his clear lovely stream flow into my mouth, I wrapped my mouth around his dick and his eyes practically rolled into the back of his head. "FUCK! That's like one long run of cum! Wow! Where did you learn to do that?" he asked. My reply said it all: “experience.” Such fun. I'm certain I will see him again. How 'bout you? Anything exciting or interesting up your butt recently? Bye! Irish
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Hey dudes in LA Feb 16 thru 22 and looking for tops that want to use this hole... better if you can whore it out to your buddies too. Hollywood Hotel
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Looking for Sacramento area, but can travel to SF for possible hookup. Looking to be used, abused, and totally fucked. Would love to be in a gangbang/gangrape situation, taking loads down my throat or up my ass. motel scene, blindfolded and never seeing who is using me. Looking for: Dom/aggressive/twisted men to use and abuse me for your nihilistic pleasure. Big cocks are fucking hot, but my ass is really tight. Love poppers, no other chems. Not looking for: sweet and loving, gentle, tender.
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Hey guys- all bottom man here, doing Barcelona for the first time- have my hotel booked ( Barcelona CityHotel on C'Arago) So, here is the deal: I am hoping to exist on Catalan cock all week long- cock in my mouth, in my ass , fisting, some piss play too. If all travel goes well I am heading to Berlin Dark on 21 Sep- a Tues, and will be bare and open for filling and your pleasure. On Wed evening, I plan to check out OPenMind, and again will be there for the sole purpose of making the men of BCN happy and satisfied sexually. If anyone in BCN is reading this and wants to hook up, get back to me- I plan to have a laptop , but not sure about power adapters working etc. \ How much cum can a man get in Barcelona in 175 hours ?? <g> . Hola chicos, todo hombre fondo aquí, haciendo de Barcelona para la primera vez, tengo mi hotel reservado (Barcelona CityHotel en C'Arago) Así pues, aquí es el trato: Espero que exista la polla catalán durante toda la semana-la polla en la boca , en mi culo, fisting, algunos mear jugar con ellos. Si todos los viajes va bien me estoy dirigiendo a Dark Berlín el 21 de septiembre-un mar, y se desnuda y abierta para el llenado y su placer. En la noche del Miércoles, tengo la intención de visitar Openmind, y volverá a estar allí con el único propósito de hacer que los hombres de BCN contentos y satisfechos sexualmente. Si alguien en BCN está leyendo esto y quiere conectar, volver a mí, pienso tener una computadora portátil, pero no está seguro acerca de adaptadores de corriente de trabajo, etc \ Cómo cum Cuánto puede un hombre entrar en Barcelona en 175 horas? <g>
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i live in so califs high desert and i put an ad on one of the sites iam on seeking to be gangraped well last week it happened,5 guys picked me up took me deep into the desert stripped me took turns fucking my ass filling it with cum then fucking my face filling that with cum then one by one each pissed on me and in my ass and mouth then making me suck their cocks again i loved it all .
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Any guys wanting to tie me up and use me for tag fucks, piss fuck, bukkake, gangbang fun. Can accommodate on Fridays (Midlands) evening / nights. Luv sleazey fun with cum - funnels, ring gags etc - to being tied up in boot of car....if it involves bondage, kink let get in touch. ok to be 'enhanced' - no need to ask ;-)
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I need some ALPHA MEN to breed and feed me deep. http://my.BarebackRT.com/bimascoc Very MASCULINE here, former military, bottom, BI, athletic build, black hair, puerto rican, 6'1 190, 8cut, smooth chest, hairy low hanging nuts, tight hairy hole, D&DF. Hit me up if you like. Erik ... AIM or YAHOO! Messenger: BIMASCOC
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This was originally posted on my old buds blog by BBSlut69 (bslut5@gmail.com) I had known "S" for a while... he was a few years older and had slept with a few of my friends. The guy was totally shady. He lived above the 18+ night club that he owned and had an obvious boy/drug/party thing going on. Total loser but totally my type. We'd flirted on and off for almost a year but nothing really happened... So anyway, was online the other day and recognized him on Manhunt... so we started chatting. Said he had never done the online hook up thing. Don't know if that was the truth or not but went with it. He invited me over for drinks. I said sure... little did I know what I was getting myself into... I arrived at his place. It's an old warehouse that the bottom floor had been turned into a cheesy night club and the top floor was a loft apartment... I banged on his door but the club was so loud he couldn't hear. Finally though to call him and he came running down. We sat down in his living room and he put on some porn.. some basic run of the mill condom shit. Very vanilla. He asked if I wanted anything to drink. I said sure and then he ran down to the club to grab drinks. Kinda seriously bizarre and funny at the same time. "S" came back about ten minutes later. Asked if I liked the porn and I was like sure. We whip out our dicks and start stroking and sucking. His dick is kinda small but not to small... fits my mouth nicely just hitting the back of my throat. He stands up and fucks my face for a few minutes moaning the whole time. I back up and tell him I need a break and ask for his bathroom to take a piss. Points me in the direction and asks if he can come along. Sure, whatever. I love watersports but don't usually go there on a first date... wasn't really getting the vibe from "S" but as soon as I start to piss he asks if he can drink it. Dude, talk about being forward. I don't even answer before his lips are over my cock. I don't think a drop of piss hit the toilet. He stands up and our lips lock. The taste of my dick and piss on his mouth. Fucking hot. We go back to the sofa and he asks if I want another drink. He runs back to the club and disappears for another ten minutes. Finally comes back with four drinks. We chug them down. Feeling kinda buzzed at this point. Must be the alcohol because I have to piss again. He drinks it all down.. don't even leave the couch. Dude is a pro. Then he flips me over, lubes his dick and starts to fuck me. No words... doesn't even ask about a condom. He fucks me hard, for about ten minutes. Flips me over and fucks some more. We move onto the floor and he fucks me... I'm on my stomach. His body weight pinning me down. Then he pulls out and pisses all over me... like a dog marking his territory. He doesn't cum. Stands there for a minute and says "lets go to bed." We both pass out in his bed. We sleep.. waking every few hours to make out or fondle. Dawn breaks and he says he has a meeting but to sleep and he'll be back in an hour. I'm barely awake and say whatever. I pass out. I wake a couple hours later. I'm on my back and "S" is riding my cock. What a way to wake up! He rides it for a few more minutes... then it shoots his load. I can't hold back. His ass tightens around my dick and I shoot my load. I swear it felt like twenty shots. He leans over and licks up his cum off my stomach and then kisses me... his cum shared between our mouth. We lay there silent for a while. Then I hopped up, took a shower, gave him a kiss goodbye and was out the door.
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It was one of those nights where I was fooling around with a friend of mine and he said he had always wanted to fuck me at the ABS.....so I told him to let me get cleaned out and ready for him to fuck me hard and long. On the way there I was sucking on his dick and fingering my tight hole that I knew he would be abusing in about 10 minutes. We got there and it was packed....he said he was so fucking hard and he was going to give it to me good. As soon as we walked in he pushed me on my knees and pulled out his cock. I love my friends cock because it is so perfect and 9 inches long. While sucking his cock, he called 2 guys over and told them I would suck them both off and swallow their loads....of course I did as I was told. Him watching me get fed their loads turned him on and he was ready to fuck me..he bent me over the chair and rammed his huge cock up my ass. He then called this guy that just got fucked and bred up his ass over and had me eat the cum out of his ass...he was totally into making me the PIG at the store that night, which was fine with me !! When I got done eating the cum out of his ass he then fed me his cock until he fed me his load..his master came over after that and fed me his cock and I could taste the pigs ass on his masters cock and then fed me another load. My friend then called 2 more guys over and told them I was getting dry and to lube my hole with their loads because he was going to fuck me for an hour....they were happy to start sliding in and out of my fuckhole..he then shoved his huge cock down my throat and called another guy over. He informed the guy I was thirsty and wanted him to piss down my throat..the guy did and fed me a whole lot of piss...he then got hard and blew one of the thickest loads down my throat as the 2 guy blasted up my ass one after the other. My friend then started fucking me again with his huge cock and 6 or 7 guys got in front of me to feed me their cocks....one by one they fed me their loads of cum and then my friend filled my hole with his manseed.....he then pulled out and ordered me to clean his cock which I happily did. He then said he need to piss and proceeded to piss down my throat, he got done and looked around and we had cleared out the theater... I sat down fingering the cum out of my ass and was eating it while jacking off..I came all over my stomach and chest which my friend licked it up and then spit it in my mouth and I swallowed my own seed...he then told me I did such a good job at being the PIG he knew I was and this would become a monthly routine for us and I am very happy about it...till next time OINK OINK
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I'm in Palm Springs CA - near Warm Sands gay resorts My IDEAL match TOTAL SUB boy (18-50, hwp, non-smoker) --black, hispanic,asian or short---->to front of line --small dick (under 5") or large dick (8+") --> boy cares nothing about --bubble butt, smooth (or I will shave your pubes, balls, fuckhole) --confident, playful, exhibitionist boy --affectionate & cuddly boy --boy who sucks out large quantities of dad's piss (man piss not watery beer piss) --boy who is PROUD of his butt and who cares nothing about his own dick or orgasm because his pleasure zone is entirely ANAL and he knows he was BORN to be FUCKED and he isn't shy about telling dad how much he wants dad's big cock in his ass --boy who wears sleazy clothes such as spandex/lycra which reveal his cock bulge and asscheeks --boy with PA --NEG boy who craves and begs for and needs POZ cum More details: www.dudesnude.com/members/10207 IF SERIOUS---send pics and stats to Ernie = pshornyguy@aol.com or ernie5776 on yahoo messenger
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When he presses the buzzer I open my door and buzz him into the building. Quickly I get back on the bed, face down, wearing a slave collar, and leather wrist and ankle cuffs. As I hear the door shut and hear him come into the room, my heart begins to race... focusing in on the quiet sounds that for some reason seem so loud... the sound of his zipper, belt buckle, the sound of his clothes coming off and falling to the floor... not knowing what will happen next. Though my heart races, it is from excitement not fear. The fear ended long ago, and was replaced by unending trust. My master hurts me, uses me, abuses me, but I am never harmed and I have no fear of being harmed. I do what he tells me, I never say no, and I never feel the need to question or think it over first. The only needs that matter are his needs. What I need doesn't matter, but I can tell you that it is very fulfilling and rewarding to see that his needs are met, and to see him get turned on. Truthfully, that is enough for me. There is nothing that makes me happier than to see him have a good time. As I'm face down in the pillow, he grabs me by the collar and lifts me up off the bed, arching my back. Under his breath he tells me that I'm a fuckin pig and that I had better please him. As I start to get light-headed and feeling weak... I can feel his hand pressing at my hole, testing to be sure I'm properly lubed and loosened up. He lets go of the collar and I fall onto the bed. As I reach out to grab poppers, the loud crack of his hand whacking my ass fills the room as he gives his first order. "ASS UP - HEAD DOWN!" I am so overwhelmed with excitement and poppers, what he said just didn't register quickly, and I didn't respond fast enough. "DOUCHE BAG! ARE YOU FUCKIN' STUPID? I SAID ASS UP HEAD DOWN!" I am startled, though not scared, when suddenly he smacks me upside the head. Quickly, I follow his order and get in position. Immediately, he uses his knees to kick my legs apart. As he sticks his cock up my ass, he grabs me by the collar and shoves my head down in the pillows. I don't resist because I know how good he always is to me. Submitting to everything he wants is the only means I have to prove my trust to him. My ass starts to rock and he smacks me again telling me to tighten up. As I tighten up, he starts to moan. Hearing him moan with pleasure in addition to the incredible feeling of his cock deep in my ass, brings me to the very verge of shooting my load. I have to work hard to distract myself, despite the feeling of my cum boiling inside, aching to get out, making me twitch and tremble. He pulls out and backs off, reaching over to lube up that huge dildo. It measures 9 X 8 and is really huge. We are using it to work towards the day when I take his fist. That will be a very special moment. As he lubes it up, I reach for the poppers and take a real big hit. He starts to work that dildo slowly in my hole, twisting and thrusting it to get me looser. He's being really careful when it gets deep.. so as not to harm me. But as I get higher and higher on poppers.. I can't help myself. I start to buck around like a wild animal. I want to take it all the way, I want to show him that I'm making progress. I want to prove to him I'm trying. With him holding it in place, I'm backing into it, wiggling onto it, being the hungry fucking bitch I am.. I fantasize that he will overpower me and force it all the way in, but I know that he is more cautious and caring than that. He is cruel, but he would never harm his pig nor risk injuring me. He's very good to me. He orders me "DON'T MOVE! STAY STILL!" Despite my complete and total respect of him, I am so out of control I just can't help myself. My teeth are clenched, I'm breathing rapidly, and growling like an angry dog as I continue to buck around trying to take that dildo. I am consumed by the moment and not even realizing that I am acting in total defiance of the master who I worship. Worried, I think, that I would get more out of control and injure myself, he yells "I TOLD YOU NOT TO MOVE, ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID?" He grabbed me by the collar and yanked me up, smacking me in the head and continuing to yell. He punched me in the back, and it snapped me into reality. I froze in place, motionless, except for my rapid breathing. Agitated and panting, my mouth going dry, I was motionless. "WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING? WHEN I SAY DON'T MOVE BITCH; YOU DON'T FUCKING MOVE!" I didn't respond, I didn't move. "I AM GOING TO HAVE TO BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU NOW, IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?" I never say no to my master. He is too good to me. I just screwed up so bad, I had to be punished. I knew it. I couldn't make it worse by saying no. I nodded affirmatively. He looked around the room and grabbed my belt. He reached down on the floor and picked up one of his socks, stuffing it into my mouth. If he needed to keep me quiet, I knew this would be bad. He walked around the other side of the bed, and yelled "IS THIS WHAT YOU FUCKING WANT? IS IT?" I turned my head to see him standing there. His perfect v-shaped body, an angry look on his face, and the belt doubled back in his hand, cocked and pulled back ready to strike hard. "IS THIS WHAT YOU FUCKING WANT CUNT?" I nodded affirmatively. As I saw him cock back further ready to strike, my eyes closed. The crack of the belt filled the room, the sting was intense. A few more lashes with that belt, each one getting harder and more painful. Just when I started to think that I couldn't take any more, he threw the belt on the floor. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD FUCKING DO THIS!" The disappointment in his voice made my mind race, wondering what would happen next, and trying to think of a way to fix this mistake. With his sock still in my mouth, he grabbed me by the collar and dragged me into the bathroom. I was crawling on my hands and knees but being pulled at the same time, feeling weak due to the tightness of the collar. He ordered me in the tub. While I was kneeling in the tub, I could see the disappointed look on his face. He pulled his sock out of my mouth, rolled it up into a ball, held it out and started to piss all over it. It was so soaked with his piss that it was dripping. He held it in front of my mouth and ordered: "OPEN!" I opened my mouth wide, and he shoved his sock completely in. My mouth was filled with the sock and the taste of his piss when he ordered "CLOSE!" I closed my mouth and stared at the floor of the tub in complete shame. He then said, "I WAS JUST ABOUT TO SAY SOMETHING NICE, AND THEN YOU HAD TO GO AND DO THIS! YOU JUST STAY THERE AND DON'T MOVE!" As he walked out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom, I hung my head in shame. This is the man I worship. This is the man who is trying to teach me to be a better pig. He beats me not because he hates me, he beats me because he wants the best for me, but I frustrate him really bad when I fuck up. The feeling of shame was just overwhelming. As I kneeled in the tub in complete silence, I heard the sound of him pouring a large glass of water from the pitcher. Time elapsed and again I heard water being poured from the pitcher. I knew what would soon follow, but of course I never know for sure. My master is very unpredictable. Time passed, what seemed like a very long time, and I didn't hear a single sound. I began to worry that something might be wrong with my master. Is he that angry with me or has something happened to him? I listened even closer, trying my best to hear some noise, something at all, to show me that he was ok. Hearing nothing at all, I began to get very concerned. I was contemplating calling out to him, asking him if he was OK, but was very worried that he might think that I was an impatient pig, or trying to rush him. I'm patient, but if something was wrong, I would hate my master to think that I'm an uncaring pig or a selfish pig. I love my master, and if something were wrong I would run to assist him, just as I know he would do for me even though I'm just a pig. I turned my head looking out into the hallway, hoping again to hear something, and just then, he rounded the corner coming into the bathroom. I quickly began looking at the floor of the tub, and hoped that he hadn't seen me looking out into the hallway. I was so relieved that everything was OK with him. He grabbed me by the collar and pulled me so that I was facing him. I didn't look at him because when a pig makes eye contact it is disrespectful and considered an act of aggression. I stared straight ahead at his cock, only inches from my face. I jumped, startled, as he leaned down and spit in my face. As his spit dripped down my cheek, I once again filled with shame. When master spits in my face, he is letting me know how disgusted and upset he is with me. He grabbed my by the collar hard, and yanked me up, ordering me out of the tub and onto the floor. I got out of the tub and kneeled quickly on the floor. Still holding my collar, he pushed me over closer to the toilet, and slowly pushed me down into the bowl, stopping with my face just inches from the water. "YOU NEED TO FUCKIN LEARN PIG, TO DO WHAT I TELL YOU TO DO!" With that said, he pushed my face down into the water. It was ice cold and I couldn't breathe. Out of reaction, certainly not defiance, I pushed back to get my face out of the water. He tightened up his grip and held me firmly under water. I stopped resisting. I worked hard to just relax and stay calm. I didn't fight. He held my head under with just one hand, and then crouched down enough to get his cock up my hole. My mind was running out of control. Feelings of panic held back only by my unending trust in him, but so distracted and turned on by the feeling of him fucking my ass slow and deep, making me want to cum like never before. It's as if he wanted to really fuck up my head, giving me all these emotions to process all at once... all of course, while unable to speak or breathe. Overwhelmed, I had to focus on showing my trust in him, and obedience. I was determined to show I was a good pig, and a sturdy durable pig. Finally he grabbed my collar and yanked me up out of the water. Gasping for breath, panting, and dripping in ice cold water, I realized that only about thirty seconds had elapsed, but it sure felt like an eternity. He held me by the collar and ordered me back in the tub. When trying to stand up, shaken, I slipped on the wet floor, but my master held tight and didn't let me fall. I'm sure that I looked like a pathetic pig. Master said nothing. He is good to me, and never judges me. Sure he calls me a douche bag, a slut, a cunt, a whore, a pig, but these are not criticisms, these are just facts. I knelt in the tub facing him, and soon a quick stream of piss hit me in the face. I flinched, startled. I try to stay still, but no matter how hard I try, I always flinch when his piss hits me in the face. I feel ashamed, because I always worry that he may think that I don't like his piss. I love his piss. Giving me his piss is one of the nicest things he does for me. That's how I know that he cares. I wish I weren't greedy, but sometimes a pig just can't help himself. I stared as his cock like a hungry bitch, and opened my mouth wide, hoping that he might be so good to me as to fill my mouth with his piss and let me drink it. He aimed, and started spraying a stream of his hot piss in my mouth. I can't describe the taste, but it makes the cum start to boil inside me. I try to enjoy as much as I can, but with my mouth open, it spills out, and when I close my mouth for a second just to swallow, it sprays all over my face. He stopped. "YOU'RE WASTING ALOT OF MY PISS, MAYBE I SHOULD JUST FINISH PISSING IN THE TOILET! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO?" He moved and stood in front of the toilet waiting for my response. I shook my head and pleadingly said "NO! PLEASE! I'M TRYING!" He turned back and stuck his cock in my mouth. Patiently, I waited for it to start. He started to trickle his piss in my mouth, I waited a few seconds and took the first gulp. A moment later, he put it up to full pressure, and I could feel it streaming and swirling around in my mouth. I was having to take a big gulp every few seconds, my cheeks puffing out, but not spilling a drop. Gulp after gulp, I was going into a trance, wanting it never to end. I am always thankful that he is so good to me. My needs don't matter, I know that, but my master is good to me even though I don't deserve it. He ordered me not to move, and left the room. I was so horny and hard, I really thought that I was going to just shoot cum everywhere. I had his piss all over my face, in my hair, on my chest, dripping everywhere. I was a mess. I was the ultimate example of a total pig. Cold, wet, exploited, shivering, emotionally broken down, but yet appreciative. A long time passed, slowly I began to dry. Periodically I would hear him pouring more water from the pitcher to his glass. I felt bad that I wasn't there to do it for him. That's one of my jobs. He came back in the bathroom, I was still kneeling, and mostly dry. The smell of his dried piss was all over me, marking his property. He does own me after all. He grabbed the red rubber douche bag, unscrewed the hose, and began to piss into the bag. I couldn't believe how much piss he had in him. "ASS UP HEAD DOWN!" he ordered. I quickly got in position. He got in the tub with me, straddling my body. As I looked at the floor of the tub, I was staring at his beautiful feet, standing in droplets of his own piss...wanting to lick the piss off of his feet. I have so much trust in him, I was in my own world, not even paying attention to him as he played with my ass and inserted the tube. That's part of being a pig I guess. I heard the click of the valve being released, open, and soon felt my insides being completely filled with master's hot precious piss. I can't even describe how warm and secure it made me feel... content to be as always, in his total control. I was starting to feel really full, almost a little discomfort. I wouldn't complain though, what could be better than to be that full of piss from the master you worship. The discomfort was just a tiny sacrifice to prove my respect and appreciation. He clicked the valve off and set the bag aside. He told me to hold it. I tried, and did well, until he started to finger my ass. His piss was spraying out a little here and there. "ARE YOU LEAKING?" he asked, taunting me, "I TOLD YOU TO HOLD IT" I started to explain, "I'M TRYING BUT..." he interrupted "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I was getting so turned on, so horny, just realizing that here I was with my hot master, his toy, and completely filled with his piss... Before I could even imagine what was going to happen next he crouched down and slowly stuck his cock right up my ass. As he started to slowly ram it in and out, his precious piss was spilling out all over the place. I tried to tighten up so I wouldn't spill more, but my efforts were useless. I was watching his hot piss running down the bottom of the tub between my legs. I was feeling like such a useless pig. I wanted so bad to hold it as he told me to, but I couldn't stop it. I was worried that I was disappointing him once again. Slowly he began to moan and really get into it, with his piss spilling everywhere. He sounded so excited and so turned on, my worries disappeared and the moment began to consume me. Once again this pig was getting overwhelmed with the whole situation. An ass full of piss, my master's cock pounding my ass, and moans that proved beyond any doubt that he was having a good time. When my master is having a good time, it just drives me wild. Abruptly he stopped. He stood up, and stepped out of the tub. As he walked out of the bathroom, he said under his breath. "CLEAN YOURSELF OFF." I took a deep breath and stood up. I was a total mess. I was too covered in piss to even step onto the floor. I had to empty the rest of his piss right there in the tub. It broke my heart to let go of it, but I did. I felt a sense of accomplishment. When my master moans, it makes me feel like a good pig. I never get overconfident though, if anything, it inspires me to be even better. Feeling like I had done a good job, I was happy. I just felt great, and slowly unbuckled my wrist and ankle cuffs, and one by one threw them over into the sink, then I removed my slave collar. I took a hot shower and cleaned up real nice for my master. I wanted to get back on the bed with him, all warm and clean. When I finished, I cleaned up the cuffs and collar, dried myself off, and returned to the bedroom. I stood at the end of the bed, and with determination, put my collar and cuffs back on. I wanted to show him that pig was reporting again for duty. When I was done, I got face down on the bed beside him, but of course respectfully, with my head at the foot of the bed, and trying not to take up much room. Like a loyal dog, this pig takes comfort in being near his master, even when nothing is happening. He rested his feet on my back, and just watched the porn movie that was playing. I didn't move. I was peacefully still, my face buried in the sheets, just enjoying the moment. I wanted it to go on forever. After our rest, he ordered me to move towards the center of the bed and stay on my stomach. He lubed up my ass and started to play. It was a few moments before I had realized, that he was not using his hand, but using his foot...to see how much of his foot he could get up my bitch hole. He started to laugh at me, but it never bothers me. I love to turn him on, and love to entertain him, and it felt so good to be comfortable with him, and so good to be his toy. Soon he ordered me to turn around. When I turned around he ordered me to clean his foot. With enthusiasm, I licked his toes, and the bottom of his foot. I got it as wet as I could, and opened wide so that he could stick his foot in my mouth. I tried so hard to get as much of his foot in my mouth as possible. I tried too hard. I scraped his foot with my teeth. "YOU FUCKING CUNT! BE CAREFUL! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" I held his foot with both of my hands, and continued to lick and suck his foot carefully. The whole time, gently rubbing his foot lovingly while holding it with the other, to show him how sorry I was. He grabbed me by the collar and pulled me higher up on the bed and pushed my face down in the pillows. Once again he grabbed that 9 x 8 dildo and started lubing it up, and lubing up my ass. I reached and grabbed the poppers, and had a short blast. At this point in our time together, I was pretty loosened up even without poppers. He was working it really good, and quite deep and suddenly paused. He reached down on the floor to grab his one dry sock and reached for the ethyl chloride. He sprayed it heavily on his sock, concentrating it in one spot, drenched. He reached and grabbed my collar with one hand, and with his other hand, cupped the ethyl covered sock over my mouth. There was no getting away from him, and of course I didn't want to. I was being taken, being assaulted, being drugged, unable to resist his power, and not wanting to either. I am his to take total control of. It was sprayed so strong, I could feel it burn my lungs. I took three deep breaths. In through my mouth covered with the sock, and out through my nose. This avoids wasting any when I exhale. At the end of the third breath, he started to release his hand over my mouth, but being a hungry bitch, I wanted more. I buried my face into his hand, pressing hard. I wanted to show him that he was taking me with full consent. I was going to be his drugged fuck toy, a helpless defenseless pig. I don't need to defend myself though, as I've said, my master would never harm me. Deep inside, I get even harder when he does take me by force, holding that ethyl sock over my mouth. I love it when he rapes me by force. But his judgment is better than my own, and he watches out for me even when I don't watch out for myself. He pulled his hand away, so that I couldn't breathe anymore of the ethyl. Now a drugged and wild horny out of control pig, I was so fucking hungry for that 9 x 8. I pushed hard to get myself opened up, and I could hear him gasp with excitement and shock. This bitch was takin' it! I was ravenous, and started to buck and growl, acting like a rabid dog, an out of control animal. I was taking it so well, he finally pulled out the dildo, and started to work his hand up my ass. There is nothing I want more than to do this for him. It's something we both want. It is going to be a very special moment when we do it. I want it so desperately I get out of control. Luckily, he keeps his head on straight, and realizes that we have to be patient so that pig doesn't get injured. I could feel him getting closer and closer, deeper and deeper, but then it started to get painful. Defiantly and without permission, I grabbed the ethyl spray and his sock, and sprayed that sock till it was wet. I took a few deep breaths and suddenly felt the wave come over me, I was now completely inhuman. Pure animal. Without permission I spoke, loudly, begging my master, "DO IT! DO IT! I KNOW WE CAN DO THIS! GO AHEAD! DO IT! I WANT TO DO THIS FOR YOU SO FUCKING BAD!" He slowed down, pulled back a bit, and stopped. Slowly, he pulled his hand out. We did not get all the way. He was silent. As a few minutes elapsed, my mind came back to reality, but he was still silent. He just was still. I began to reflect at my outburst. Realizing what a bad pig I had just been. Risking injury, defying his power. I began to remember when this happened earlier, and I took the belt. I can handle the belt, but I can't handle making angry the master who I worship. He said nothing. Sometimes he lets me off the hook. I don't know why. I suspect that maybe he realizes that sometimes I mean well, and just get out of control. We relaxed, and as minutes went by, I began to really feel the need to piss. I asked for permission and was denied. Time went by, and the need to piss was so intense I couldn't think of anything else, so I had to ask him again for permission. "OK - YOU CAN PISS - BUT YOU KNOW THE DRILL!" I do know the drill. If I have to piss during our time together, I must piss in a bowl and then drink it. I went and got a bowl, went into the bathroom and in seconds, filled the entire bowl with piss. I returned to the bedroom. Usually we keep pissplay in the bathroom. When I came back into the bedroom he looked surprised. "WHERE IS YOUR PISSBOWL PIG?" I replied "IN THE BATHROOM" He looked at me in disgust and said, "WELL GET ON YOUR FUCKIN HANDS AND KNEES AND GO GET IT!" I got on my hands and knees and crawled into the bathroom. I had to hold the full bowl with one hand and crawl back on my knees, using my other hand to balance me. I have never moved so slowly and carefully, thinking of the $4,000 check I wrote last year to carpet this place. When I got back into the bedroom, he was relaxing on the bed watching me carefully. "GET A TOWEL AND PUT IT ON THE FLOOR - PUT THE BOWL ON THE TOWEL!" It took me a few moments, but I was able to get that accomplished. He came over to where I was on the floor, and told me to kneel in front of the bowl. He got behind me, and grabbed me by the collar, twisting it until I began to feel lightheaded. He let go and ordered me to lean over and drink the piss. Slowly I leaned forward, and just as I got my face over the bowl, he put his hand on the back of my head and forced my face into the bowl of piss. With my nose and mouth completely immersed, I could not breathe. He held me there and ordered me to drink. Soon, I realized that he was not going to let me up to breath, I would have to drink it quickly to lower the level of piss in the bowl to allow myself to breathe. It didn't take more than four or five big slurps, until I could breathe. I stopped to catch my breath, and at that moment, he shoved his dick into my ass and started fucking me again. While he's fucking me, he commented, "IT DOESN'T LOOK LIKE YOU'RE FINISHED - START DRINKING" I'm trying to drink piss from a bowl without spilling while he is slowly fucking my ass. I am fucking out of my mind and out of control wanting to shoot my load, but too busy slurping up piss. Finally I finished, and took a deep breath. He ordered me to lick the bowl clean, and I did. "GET ON YOUR BACK!" he ordered. Quickly I complied. Flat on my back, on the floor, staring at the ceiling, poppers close by. He grabbed me by the balls and started to squeeze. I started to moan, and really thought I was going to cum. While squeezing with one hand, he started to lightly hit my balls with the palm of his other hand. It was a delicious pain. Such a sweet deep pain. I reached for the poppers and started to moan. For several moments I was pure heaven. He then told me to jerk off. OH FUCK! This was going to be great. I began stroking it and he continued working my balls real hard. I took a hit of poppers and kept going. While holding my balls and pulling them with one hand, he reached up and grabbed my collar, twisting and pulling it until I was almost sitting up and in his arms. Both hands going tighter, there was no avoiding it anymore. Cum went exploding in all directions. Releasing a build up for days, not to mention after being on the verge for several hours or heavy duty play. I collapsed on the floor, totally spent, totally used up. While I was still on the floor on my back, he sat on the end of the bed. We had a nice talk, though it was mostly about my failings as a pig. Where I fall short, where I need to improve. I finally admitted to him that I knew I wasn't doing a very good job. He was glad that I understood. He was really nice about it, not mean at all. Still, I felt bad, knowing how I disappoint him often. But it gives me something to work towards. My only purpose is to please him.
