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Scotty’s Tree House – part one Scotty, 19, was the only child of Brad and Marlene, in an old house on the Riverfront, adjacent to a public park in a large wooded area frequented by homeless drug using, homo cruising, Hustling and Anything criminal you could think of. Their house was well fenced off, and at the very corner of the large property was Scotty’s treehouse, Which his grandparents built for him many years ago. Scotty still used it as a retreat and a Hideaway sometimes to smoke weed and jack off. Scotty was under a lot of pressure from his folks, having decided not to go to college and instead take a year off, working at a convenience store nearby. Scotty was about 6 foot high, Basketball player’s build, Considered Shy and Unsure of himself. Because Scotty was homo And not had built up the confidence to tell his folks about his orientation. So Scotty sometimes would wander into the adjacent woods, Searching for a cock to suck on Or a mouth to service his. It was almost nightfall and Scotty didn’t like to be in the woods by himself. Back in high school he would be with other buddies drinking beer and smoking Marboro and weed. He was cruising in his usual spot: a shaded bluff inside the woods setback from the river, when he heard the clicking And hissing sound of a butane lighter. Standing behind them was Paul, 38, thin, Smelling like any guy not ever wearing not deodorant,dirty ripped jeans, with a rip in the ass and crotch, grimy White tank top, Heavily tatted arms, sporting a mohawk, Dark colored beard, Barbell septum nose piercing, multiple ear piercings, Black boots In a glass meth pipe in his hand. Scotty was a bit high from his weed when Paul approached him, Dilated pupils, “I seen you before in here faggot, And I thought about Sucking that fucking cock if I can ever see it, if you ever want to show it. “With that, Paul leaned over toward the rocks, spead opened the tear in his jeans and fingering his ass with some ice laced lube. He was telling Scotty to get a piece of him., But first to get down and tongue out his Musky crack hole juices. Scotty was so horny he obliged, looking around to see if anyone Was watching, while Paul Moaned while talking heavy hits of swirling ice vape and blowing blue happy thick white cloud against the rocks. “Let’s Fuck at my place, I only live about eight blocks from here. I got a sling, a dungeon playroom, leather for us, And lots of shit to make you feel good all night. I know you live in that big house and I’ll be finished with you sometime but maybe not in to worry mommy and daddy. But I am your daddy now, big boy, where it counts. And I’m your new boss, ‘oh thank heaven.’” It Didn’t take long for Scotty and Paul to get to a rundown house uphill a few blocks as it was already dark. There was a feeling that others were somewhere in the house, lots of clutter, debris, busted glass, syringes about and murals on the walls, cartoon depictions of drugs and users, public risky dirty Anon cruising not unlike the riverfront here. “Did you do these walls? “Scotty asked. “Fuck yeh. I get off on being a dirty public sex pig high as fuck and turning others into the same.” Paul is a dealer, a user, a rough trade dirty trash pig and this was his place of business: Subtle boring looking house in the outside but pure Traphouse on the inside, isolated Enough for the neighbors not to complain about the constant comings and going’s and in a prime location, overlooking the public fuck cruise. End of Part 1
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Author's Note: this story, and my other story that I just started called "Scotty's Treehouse," have been cooking in my mind for the past 3 years and it would be much easier and more interesting if I put these out at the same time. They are both based somewhat in Truth, one story where I live in the city just blocks from a gigantic Riverfront Cruise forest and not one but two adjacent City cruiseparks. And a giant bike trail and more woods and more Riverfront and more picnic tables and public rest rooms and more Twisted fukkin homo pigs lurking about in there. Fuk yeah! I am not the character daddy Paul and there is no treehouse in the riverfront home adjacent to the cruise forest. As for Tina, she is a real neighbor down the road from my trailer. Her trailer did burn down last year because her original husband died and she hooked up with this guy who was cooking meth and burned it down. The county sheriff was all over the case. It brought out a lot of hillbilly cookers there and I had no idea when I placed my small trailer there 6 years ago it was in the homo section Cruise Woods and a bunch of hillbilly dealers cookers and play pigs. Yeehaw! I am not at all making fun of the real Tina who is a great lady and has since replaced her trailer but I'm not sure if she's with the same guy anymore. She Bears no resemblance to the nutcase trailer Tina in the story. The link between the two stories is the character daddy Paul who is cousin of Tina and the trailer burning boyfriend AKA the The Crystal wizard. For the best spin you should read both stories as they come out chapter by chapter. Daddy Paul will be dragging Scotty, his newest stable whore slut out to Tina's lab, did I say lab? That is, new trailer, for favors and supplies and maybe put fukkin whore Scotty to work in those Cruise Woods, to earn his shit. This story begins with next entry, after some foggy production artwork.
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I want someone with a really big cock to dominate me at my place in the Hudson valley region New York craving this!
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(Note: this is a completely fictitious blog entry. How could any of this be true?) It’s been a little over a year since my last report. I thought I might just delete this account. I thought I would delete it when I finally stopped . . . well, everything. I now understand that I can’t but more importantly I don’t want to. the training has continued. Here’s an example of a typical lesson. I was on my way to wok, determined to get there and not fuck around. But driving has always been a bit of a turn on. Love driving naked when I can. So driving is stimulating. I found myself opening my zipper as the trucks drove by on the highway. Hy hand passed over the damp mound of my cock in my tightly-whiteys. My finger slipped under the elastic and under my balls and brushed over my hole. I pulled my hand out as a car passed and sniffed the musty scent on my fingers. Not a shitty smell, but a musty man must smell. I also realized my ass was a little sore from the training the day before. I reasoned to myself that a quick DM chat with the boss would be fine. Not a problem. Here’s the transcript: Me: Gm. How’s it going? I’m on the way to work and just noticed that my ass is a bit sore from yesterdays workout. Him: Gm. Doing okay. That sounds like something to have your doctor look at. Are you taking the time to do that this morning? I have some time open for walk ins this morning. (For some reason that message made me a bit uncertain, almost dizzy) Me: I have some meetings today and can’t really mess around too much today. Him: I understand. You want to mess around but have a limited window. You should be taking the time to look after your anal health you know. I understand if you can’t stop by but I’m here if you decide to. That time I heard it with my entire brain . The trigger phrase “taking the time”, an old post hypnotic suggestion that is a command to stop holding down the part of me that wants to play. The imp inside that always always wants it and is never yet satisfied. Sometimes I regret sharing it with him. I messaged a few more times and said I really could not today. No response from him. “Fucker” I thought. As I got closer to my office (and His place) I got more and more nervous. Anxious. Thoughts racing. Yes. No. You don’t have to. No, you don’t, but you want to. I stopped the car. I got my bag of tricks out of the car. I walked up to the back door of his house, knocked, and walked in. “Hey Doc. You still have an opening for me?” He is sitting at the dining table with a scatter of tools and party favors all around him. He smiles and starts bantering about releases and HIPPA forms. “You did sign the multi-function total consent form the last time you were here, right?” I’m standing nervous and awkward in the doorway to the kitchen. “I honestly can’t remember.” ”Well, you did. Here, start with a big hit of this. You will feel better about yourself.” He hands me a mini-water bubbler with a globe full of sparking white rocks. I take it and the mini blow torch. Click. I watch the shards melt and the vapors start to rise and then I exhale and gently inhale for a full 40 seconds. He’s watching my face intently. “Hold it. Hold it.” I hold it for a good half minute. “Exhale.” I exhale, but only a pale whiff of a cloud. “You didn’t get any.” With the exhale I can feel the tension falling out of my body. I smile. “Yes I did, it’s just all in my lungs.” He says “Again.” I repeat the breathing treatment twice more but the third time, I only hold a second and spew giant ass white clouds out into the room. He is smiling. I’m feeling my nipple through my shirt. I realize I’m feeling my nipple through my shirt and just decide there is no reason to be wearing it. I put the equipment down and slip off my shirt. I am feeling calm cool collected and sexy as fuck. I rub my hands over my chest and then pick up the pipe and torch again. I offer it to Him and he laughs and declines. I light up again and take a big hit. The world is narrowing. I realize I would really love some cock, but don’t quite know how to ask. I offer him the tools again he refuses with a smile and I wonder what he put on the mouth of the pipe. ”Hey, did you dose me?” It’s possible I’m slurring but I’m not so sure. “Time for your exam. Drop your trousers and bend over.” He slides his chair around and waits expectantly. This is fun. I like this game. Unbuckle belt open fly and pull pants and briefs down to my ankles. I waddle forward and a big glop of precum slobbers out my pee hole. We both watch it drip in slow motion to the ground. I bend over and across his lap. He adjusts. My shoes are still on so my legs are tangled and awkward. I have no purchase and my hole is spread wide. The cool air in the room is making it pucker. I hear him spit. I hear him say “this might burn at first.” And something a little jagged is pushed into my butt. It feels like he used three or four fingers. I jump and squirm. “Hold still, just one more minute.” I can feel his cock underneath me growing. It is big. His finger/fingers stay inside me. He taps once, twice, three times on some secret button and I moan. “Fuck, fuck, fuck”is all I can manage. And the world is suddenly exactly as it should be. “Do you have your poppers today? He asks. I nod and actually drool a little. I slide off his lap. He makes it hard to do. Knees, shoes, cocks, precum. I’m crawling on the floor to my bag. Ass is in the air. I retrieve my poppers and wait for what is next. to be continued ?
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Hi everyone, first of all english is not my mother tongue. Everything is written in dutch and translated by a translation machine. I started writing a transformation story, it starts with the relationship of a man and a woman and you guys see how it continues. Hopefully you will like it. Please leave your opinions and if you have any suggestions please send them to me. If you like the story and the approach I will continue writing. Part 1 introduction Brad and Angel have been a couple for 6 months and both senior years. Brad is an athletic quarterback muscular and tremendously handsome. Every girl is eager to get a little attention from him, but his attention goes to Angel. Angel is a girl next door type, the girl every boy will turn around to when she passes by. Blonde hair, blue eyes and big breasts and she also has a very nice smile. Brad is crazy about her, he has already introduced her to his parents and his mother told him to cherish her because you don't find a girl like that very often. Brad said she was right and told his mother that if things go on as they are he wants to marry her and have children. His mother already saw it for her and gave her blessing. The relationship between Brad and Angel went like any relationship, in the beginning they lived on the pink cloud and they couldn't stay away from each other. Every day sex, Angel brought him to seventh heaven when she sucked his cock and she moaned with pleasure when he put his thick and big pole in her pussy. But after a few months as with many relationships the sex diminished and some minor annoyances began to arise from time to time. Brad did not want to lose her and did his best to please his girlfriend as much as possible. He did everything she asked and this is where our story starts. Angel felt that Brad wasn't showing enough interest in her friends and talked to him about it. I want you to come with me tonight she said. Tonight we are going to a gay club with the friends from dance class and I want you to go with us. Brad had nothing against gays but still didn't really like this. Angel said that it would be fun. Don't worry, we're a couple and we're doing Dave a favor. He dances there every weekend and we want to go and see it with the group. Brad, who would have done anything for his sweethart, agreed to go. I'll have to cancel my appointments with my friends, he said. He had agreed with his friends to play a whole evening and even though he would have preferred to do this he went with his girlfriend. His friends were very disappointed and said that he should stand up for himself and not always slavishly follow his girlfriend. He was the man and he needed to show her who was boss. Yet the same night Brad went to the gay club with Angel's friends. The group consisted of Angel another 2 girl Dave and another 3 guys who were definitely gay too according to Brad. Brad was not really comfortable that night. The entire evening he walked around with his buttocks pinched shut and kept circling around his girlfriend. That way he could show the men walking around there that he was straight and that he wasn't there for them. Yet every five minutes he felt at least 2 pairs of hands squeezing his ass. Are we leaving he asked Angel because I don't feel comfortable here. We've only just gotten here she said. Drink something and pull yourself together, you have to have something for me hey if you want to be my boyfriend. Brad ordered a beer and tried to make the best of it. Angel was talking to Nick, one of the two other guys from dance class. Brad joined them and heard Nick talking about his threesome from last weekend and how much fun it had been. Brad frowned and didn't want to hear about it. 3 men fucking each other, no that was nothing for him, if the conversation was about a threesome with 2 women and him, that was something else but 3 men no. The evening was not a great success for Brad but he saw that Angel was entertaining her so he was happy anyway. He thought, I'll do anything to see her but happy. The next day at breakfast, Angel said she had a great time and asked Brad what he thought of her friends from dance class. Brad said that he liked them but that he was still shocked at how open Nick was about his sex life. Angel started to laugh, that's Nick she said. He is always open about everything. He said he would be into you too. Brad laughed and said that Nick could keep dreaming that he was only into women. Angel laughed and gave Brad a kiss and said that's true sweetheart. But Nick told me about his threesome and it turned me on Angel said. Oh yes said Brad are you up for a threesome. I don't know said Angel, maybe I am. Maybe we should think about it and see if we don't want to pimp our sex life a bit. Brad grinned and said yes let's do that honey. But do you want an extra woman or an extra man. Angel thought about it and said maybe best first with an extra woman for sure and then can see what we do next. The idea of a threesome did not leave them and after some serious conversations they decided to give it a try. They placed an add on a site for couples looking for a third person and after a few days they had found someone they both liked. After sending a few messages they decided to take a chance. They would meet over the weekend and that Saturday night Daisy was at the door. Daisy was smoking hot, she was bi and had a fair amount of experience with couples who wanted a little adventure. Brad and Angel were a little nervous but Daisy's beautiful appearance melted their nervousness like snow in the sun. Brad opened a bottle of champagne and they started talking. It was a nice evening and when everyone started to get a bit tipsy Daisy took the initiative and sat between Angel and Brad and put her hands on their legs. Brad's leg started to shake a little and he looked at Angel to see how she reacted. But he saw from her look that it was okay. Daisy came closer and kissed Brad and then she kissed Angel. Brad's cock began to get hard from what he saw. It turned him on to see his girlfriend being kissed by another woman. After they kissed for a bit Angel and Daisy took off their tops and Brad started licking their breasts. Angel took off Brad's pants and started sucking his pole, Brad took off Daisy's panties and licked her pussy. The game continued and after a few hours they were played out and satisfied. Brad had fucked both women a few times and the girls had been biting and fingering each other. It turned Brad on immensely to see his girlfriend being licked by another woman while he was fucking them doggy style. They both felt good about it and wanted to do it more. Their relationship had been launched back. They grew closer and closer to each other and every few weeks they did a threesome. But suddenly Angel said she wanted to turn the tables. She wanted a threesome with another man. Brad had a hard time with this, did she also want him to kiss and suck on the other man's pole. He didn't want that. Angel reassured him, she just wanted to be used by two men at once. She didn't want Brad to do anything with another man. Brad walked around for a few days with the idea of a threesome with another man. But as always, he agreed. He would do anything for his sweetheart. Again she posted an add on the site and this time they found Jack. Angel had found him on the site, he had placed an ad and Angel had responded to it. By now they were used to meeting someone so there was less talk of nerves. Except for Brad who was still a bit nervous. It was also the first time that an extra man came into play. Angel on the other hand was over the moon, she would finally be fucked by two poles at the same time. The Saturday that came Jack stood at the door. Jack a black large man solidly built and muscular. Brad was impressed by Jack's appearance. He felt a little intimidated by Jack's looks he felt that he was not the alpha male but that Jack was. Brad looked at Angel and saw that Angel was over the moon, he thought she has already given me a tremendous amount it is time for me to give something back. The same scenario began as with the threesomes with other women. They sat in the couch, had a drink and talked a little at first. After a while Angel went over to Jack and kissed him. Brad looked at it and it did excite him to see his friend being kissed by another man. Are we going upstairs said Brad. Angel and Jack nodded, Jack took his bag and they went upstairs. Brad took off his clothes and Angel and Jack followed. Brad looked at the monster coming out of Jack's briefs. Jack's pole was huge even when flaccid. Angel's eyes lit up, she got down on her knees and took Jack's pole into his mouth. She sucked both men and then Jack said lie down on the bed. Angel laid down on the bed and Jack took hold of his backpack and took out some wrist and ankle straps and gave them to Brad. Brad looked a little weird and wanted to put those on Angel but Jack said no, these are for you. I want you to put those on and sit there in the chair. I'll tie you up and you can watch me fuck your girlfriend first. This way you will get nice and horny and when you can't hold on anymore we will untie you and you can join in. You'll see it will be very exciting. Brad hesitated, Angel saw that he was hesitating and please Brad do it for me. Brad nodded and Jack put the wrist and ankle straps on Brad and fastened him firmly to the chair that was in the corner of the room. Once he was secured Angel stood up and got her panties from Jack and stuck them in Brad's mouth. Brad thought it was horny but got sleepy and ... Angel patted Brad's head and said, he's sleeping. We can get started. Finally. Brad woke up, he was a little dazed and wondered what had happened. He was no longer in the recliner but was in a bed, he looked around the dark room and didn't recognize the room. Where was he, what had happened, where was Angel and what had Jack done that he doesn't remember what happened. In his mouth was a gag and he was sprawled out naked and secured in the bed. He heard footsteps in the hallway and the door opened. He squeezed his eyes shut by the bright light that met him. Angel stood in the doorway and stepped towards him. Oh honey you are awake. Finally, I was getting worried that you wouldn't wake up. Brad wanted to ask what had happened but the ball in his mouth made it impossible. Don't talk Angel said, you probably have a lot of questions but I will tell you what happened. I love you baby said Angel, I know you will do anything for me and I want you to prove it now. Jack here will train you, he will make you a cock craving meth whore. I want this so bad baby, I want you to have an open pussy and crave cock and seed. That's how I'll be able to take you in. I want you to join my club boys: the ball-less whores. From the moment I saw you I knew I had to have you in my club. Little by little I isolated you more, and got you ready for your new life. Soon I'll call your parents and tell them we're going on a road trip and we won't be available for a while. They like me and they know you like to travel so that won't be a problem. Brad didn't know what he heard, did his girlfriend just say she wanted him to have an open pussy and crave seed and cock. I know she said it's a lot to take in but when I come back here you will be begging to be fucked instead of fucking my pussy yourself. You will also be begging for me to remove your balls. Because all you will want is to make me happy. Brad wanted to yell bitch but he couldn't, he started to thrash wildly on the bed but it didn't do much good because he was tied up. Angel came and sat next to him and stroked his hair and said, you're probably thinking right now that you won't break and that you're straight but I assure you, you'll thank me. You are not the first to think this. See you later baby and enjoy your transformation. Love you. I will be back for youre test. Angel went out of the room and Jack came in. Translated with www.DeepL.com/Translator (free version)
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