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On 11/12/2017 at 12:00 PM, pissboybrooklyn said:

As the three of us kept smoking and shotgunning, I should've noticed that I was getting twice as much smoke as they were....but I doubt that I would've said anything if I had.  I was loving the attention, and loving the feeling of getting more and more fucked up.  When I get spun, all of my piggy fantasies come out of my mouth.  They guide me to the bathroom where clippers and a straight-edge took off all the hair in my crotch and on my balls.  Fortunately, one of the guys had gone slow on the pipe, so he had a steady hand.  Clean and smooth - a nice pig sub boy!

Led back into the bedroom sling; TIM porn was playing and we smoked up some more.  As I got more and more spun, I started verbalizing about getting slammed.  These buds knew that it had been a long time since I was slammed, but I was promised a nice slam next time.  As I was laid into the sling, they kept the pipe at my lips and I kept inhaling.  My legs and arms were locked in and there was nowhere for me to go.  And I had no desire to go anywhere......

I also love having all my body hair removed after being completely tweaked. Always wanted to be the bottom in a TIM film! :) Immobilization is what we chemwhores are there for, especially when we know we are going to get more product.

On 11/29/2017 at 3:08 PM, pissboybrooklyn said:

After feeding me some Gatorade to keep me hydrated, the three led me over to the sling and the video cameras. Bareback and piss porn was playing on the different screens as they put me into the sling and cuffed my hands and feet. 

As I lay there, the dealer came over with a rig and a wipe and told me that I was in for a night I would always remember. As I again reminded him that it had been many years since I had been slammed, he positioned the camera to capture my face and arm, wiped my arm, and quickly inserted the needle in my vein. I can’t even watch my blood being drawn, but I was mesmerized by the flash of my blood into the syringe and his soothing words, “blast off time!”, as he pressed the fluid into my vein. As the cuff was released, a roar filled my ears and my vision went blurry. I coughed several times as both of my buddies kept their hands on my chest to keep me from panicking. This was no slow introduction back to slamming! I later found out that he had used .3 on me. I know I was talking and babbling, but no idea what I was saying other than “fuck, fuck, fuck”.

i was vaguely aware of the pings on the computer screens as apparently dozens of guys watch me blast off.

And suddenly the panic was gone, and I gave in to being a fucking Tina whore again. My buddies saw the transformation, removed their hands from my chest, and set out to wreck my hole and show me off to as many guys as they could find on camera.

I've never been slammed, sadly :( Want the first time to be under the circumstances you describe here - online and streamed :drool:.

I also feel a roar in my ears when I get good stuff. Do your fingers ever feel like they're cramping?

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What I didn't tell you earlier is that pissboy and I worked together.    Same office / same company, different departments.  One day, he wandered by my cubicle and just nodded.. I had the sense I wanted me to follow him.  Down the hall, there was a bathroom, a single seater.. w/ a lock.  I followed him but at distance. I knew where he was headed.  This bathroom was NOT off the beaten track.  Folks used it all the time.  When I go to the bathroom door, I opened it.. and there he was ..on his knees,  totally naked, totally fucked up.. begging for my cock and cum.  Who was I to deny?  When I looked down.. i could see the word PIG scrawled across his chest... he was stroking.  He ripped open my pants, I pulled back my shirt and tie and he went to town.. the pig was hungry..  I started face fucking him.. i was concerned about his gagging noise attracting attention.. but.. my natural instincts and his hunger for cum took over.  I grabbed him by the hair and slammed in.. deep.   He was spitting back.. hungry.  It didn't take long.  I hadn't cum in a few days so when I shot, he got a mouthful.  The gagging noise was bad.  But, the pig took ever drop and swallowed it all..  I zipped up, walked out and left him still naked, kneeling  on the floor.  I left the door unlocked.  Several minutes later, I saw him walk by heading back to his office. 

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Through the years that Topdadnqns and I worked together there were many episodes similar to the two he described.  I would get fucked up and horny and reach out to him to use me.  The man doesn't use himself, but loves his pigs fucked up and pliant.  He has a bit of a sadistic streak in him that would scare me if I was playing sober, but that I am drawn to when using.

After a number of years out of touch, we reconnected on a couple of different pig sites and apps and started talking again.  I shared my experiences and fantasies from the past years (see some of my posts above) and he let me know how hot he found it watching a guy use in front of him - something he wouldn't have broached previously.  Then he asked my help.

A bottom pig that he had been playing with and using frequently wanted to explore a deep fantasy - to use crystal meth just once while Topdad was with him.  Since neither Topdad or his pig had ever used before, he thought of me as a guide....So he asked me if I would help him teach his pig how to use!  Fucking hot idea.....got me hard in a nano-second.  We started talking about a scenario.  The pig was scared, but drawn to using meth after reading so many stories on here, seeing pics and videos on Tumblr, and seeing a picture of me with a pipe at my lips.

We arranged to meet at Topdad's place.  All three of us have husbands....none of them had any idea what we had in mind.  We found a date when we could clear our calendars, not have anyone checking on us, and go to town.  I stopped and picked up the supplies - some T, and a pipe and torch.

His pig was a fucking hot man my age - sexy as fuck!  We settled into the living room, chatting, trying to calm some nerves.  While still mostly dressed (jeans, jock and t-shirt) I loaded the pipe - the pig was watching me intently, as was Topdad.  After being sure there was enough product, I explained to both of them how to hold the torch under the bowl - rolling it gently to allow the T to melt.  As wisps of smoke filled the bowl, I took a first inhale - after all, I had to show them how it was done.  Now, as those who have followed my story on here know, I have a hard time saying no to the pipe once it is at my lips.  But this night, I remembered that I was there to corrupt and introduce a pig to a whole new level of awareness.

Sitting next to the pig, I had him bring his mouth close to mine and I shotgunned the smoke into his mouth.  I then held the pipe to his lips, instructing him to wait until there were clouds of smoke and then to slowly breathe in.  Watching this newbie breathe in his first hit from a pipe was sexy and thrilling.  Topdad and I knew we had to move slowly to get the pig high - didn't want to scare him away.  After a couple of hits he sat back smiling and we started to watch the T take over his thinking.  "Oh fuck, that feels good..."

Lighting the torch once again, I motioned for him to put the pipe again at his lips and to take a much bigger hit than his previous ones.  He took to the pipe like a pig to a nipple......We knew this was going to be a memorable evening for all three of us.

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As a reminder, our pig boy had never tried T until that evening.  Wanting to make sure we made his first experience a good one, so he would come back for more.

Topdad's hands started roving all over the pig's body and giving him deep, sloppy, brutal kisses.  As they did that, I worked to get pig's pants off - leaving him on the sofa in his jock and t-shirt.  I lit the pipe and held it to his lips and encouraged him to keep taking more deep hits.  I watched excitedly as he shotgunned with Topdad - someone who had never done T either - I wouldn't mind letting him know what he felt like so he could get me higher when the time was right.  It was so fucking sexy watching them exchange smoke.....

Pig boy was taking to the pipe and I kept it going.  We gave him some water to keep him hydrated, and then Topdad forced him to his knees and began to facefuck him - gently at first as the pig's throat accommodated his cock, and then more brutallly.  I had pig take a deep hit and take Topdad's cock back in his mouth.  Eventually a big cloud of smoke escaped all around his dick.

We could tell that pig was ready.....he had told Topdad that one of the reasons he wanted to get fucked up was that he needed to be abuse and have his hole opened up by a fist - when sober, he just couldn't let go of enough control.  The sling beckoned and we got the pig up into the sling and strapped in his legs.  "Fuck, this feels so good, I want more", said our little pig who was getting ready to find out what it really meant to be out of control.

There were certain boundaries that pig had set for this first time and we promised to abide by those boundaries unless he told us otherwise.  While Topdad was getting the lube and toys ready, I was helping pig take several more deep hits.  At this point, after having played the midwife to a new T whore, I was determined that I should get some of the smoke too.

Before Topdad began slathering lube into the pig's whole, I gave him a needleless syringe that has been prepped with a decent sized booty bump.  With ease, the booty bump was pushed into his hole.  Our boy was moving his ass up and down and beginning to beg for fingers and toys in his hole.  I whispered, "are you ready to let go of all your restrictions?", and his response was "not yet".  We still had more work to do.........

 

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Our pig boy was in heaven.  We could tell he was loving the effects of the T.  Topdadnqns began working the lube and his fingers into the boy's hole. Moans of satisfaction, pleasure and desire were emanating from the pig's mouth and he kept begging for more....More smoke, more fingers, more stuffed into his hole.

We worked together, Topdad and I, to satisfy this boy's desires.  First a long thin dildo was pushed into his hole and moved about as the boy took a couple of shotgun hits from me.  Then a larger, wider vibrating dildo was shoved in and turned on.  I noticed that Topdad was not being quite as gentle as earlier, and I also noticed that pig boy was loving it.  As the vibrator was turned up, leather straps were tied around the boy's balls - separating the balls from each other and pulling them down and away from his tina dick.

Our boy was in heaven, loving the sensations.  Having his hole filled, his balls tortured, and being fed smoke from the pipe.

"Are you willing to let Topdad be completely in control of what happens to you?"  "If not, this ends now....and you can figure out what to do with your tiny boy dick and a hole in need so something much bigger."  "You have to let us know right now!"

I could see the questions and trace of doubt still remaining in the pig's brain as he tried to calculate stopping now, vs. truly letting go.  He knew that Topdad would no longer abide by his restrictions if he said to keep going.  He also knew that if he stopped now, he wouldn't get the opportunity to really learn what Topdad and I both knew - what it meant to be a completely free pig!

We waited for his answer.........

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  • 4 months later...

So here I am...back on BZ with another story.  And if I'm writing here, that means that crystal has re-entered my life.

I have a sober boyfriend...(or at least he was until he started relapsing).  We've worked hard to be honest with each other about our desires and our needs and have created a pretty piggy sober sex life.

A couple of weeks ago, as I was coming back from a two-week trip to Rome, he stopped texting with me.  When he did text, his answers were one or two words.  I knew that something was up.  This is a similar pattern to past relapses.

Sure enough...when we talked the next morning, he admitted that he had been using all weekend.  He was crying and apologizing, and I was seething angry.  As we talked further, I came to find out that he had used with a guy I used with two years ago - one I write about earlier in this thread (fall of 2017) - who was a hot fucker and who held me in his piggy orbit for awhile.  I wish I could still use with him.

My boyfriend cried for several days....I refused to see him....and I was fucking horned up!  I reactivated by NKP and BBRT profiles and set out for revenge.  I thought, well, I'll just go get fucked up and you'll see how that feels!

However, my rational side prevailed, and I decided to get back at him in a different way.

After about 10 days of not seeing him, I invited him over for dinner and play time.

He arrived and we started making out immediately!  He is still a hot fucker, but boy was I angry.  My usual mode is bottom, or vers bottom at best, but on this night, fueled by anger, I was a dominant top!  And it felt great (who knew anger was such an aphrodisiac?)   My boyfriend knew that he was in trouble from the beginning, and also knew he deserved his punishment.  I grabbed him by his dick and led him into the shower.  I got him positioned in the shower, and then blindfolded him.  But not before he saw all the tools that I had at my disposal for the evening....Have I mentioned that my boyfriend is a bear?  His thick hair is a source of pride for him.  And he loves keeping my crotch shaved to show that I am the bottom in the relationship...but not tonight!

 

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The quarantine caused by Covid has left me working from home with a lot more free time on my hands. I find that my mind keeps defaulting to hot slutty times when I was fucked up. So I read stories on here, and check out the pnp porn video links posted. So Fucking Hot! 
I’m a smoke boy...readily admit it. Love the pipe and being force fed smoke until I can’t remember my name. I’ve reconnected with several hot pigs that I used to use with. So far, just for chat and edging. 
Today was awesome - topdadnqns got me on a video call...made me shave my crotch and chest down to a trimmed level, and kept talking dirty to me. He’s never used with me, but he’s been the beneficiary of me being fucked up and showing up at his house.  He’s gotten more comfortable with the idea of his pig boys using in front of him and, man, does he knows how to push my buttons...telling me how he would get me flying, have his buddies use my mouth and ass, take me to a bathhouse and booty bump me. At the thought of that...I shuddered and shot a huge load.

Not quite like my old pig days, but we learn to adapt to the “new normal”! 🤪🐷🤪😈

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