How I Became The Slut I Am

[Guest]

Having read a few of the stories on this page I would like to tell you mine. And might start slow but I'm sure quite a few will like the result. Don't be afraid, I will not start my story way back, just some background info to set the scene before I talk about the milestones on my way to the cumpig I am today.

About five years ago my journey began. I just had my 21st birthday and only ever had sex with two guys.

I had spent my whole life in a small town in the middle of nowhere, graduated community college and started my first job. I was out since I was sixteen, my family, liberal Christians, accepted me being gay almost completely from day one, but also had instilled me with their values concerning living in a happy monogamous relationship with 2.5 kids in the suburbs till the end of your days. Sounds kind of boring? Well it was. I was pretty much your slightly above average guy. Middle child and only son of a slightly above average wealthy family with slightly above average grades, slightly above average height, a slightly above average cock, short brown hair, kind of but not really good-looking, somewhat but not really muscular... You get the picture.

While my father needed a moment or two to get over the fact I was into guys, it probably helped a lot that I was still the playing in the football team, watching games with him pretty much every Sunday and did all the other manly things dads expect their sons to do, like fixing my older sister’s car.

One of her ex-boyfriends, Ian, was my first crush. I shared my first kiss with him when I was sixteen my first mutual hand- and later my first, second and third blow-job. I’ll spare you the details on this part of the story because it’s probably way to tame for your taste. We even thought and talked being each other’s first fuck but neither of us felt like giving up his as at this time. The next summer he left for the big city, I was heartbroken and my father was somewhat relieved even though he tried to hide it. His problem was obviously not me being with a guy, but with the manly, slightly older, taller former runningback of our college football team, as he welcomed my next boyfriend with open arms: Jack was my age, skinny and an aspiring wedding planner. Our roles where clear, I was macho, he was somewhat girlish, I was the top, he was the bottom, when I went to a game with guys he went to brunch with the girls. For three years we led a somewhat boring but I thought somewhat happy life the only sexual adventure we undertook was a three-way with Ian when he was in town. I can tell you about it later if you like, but I guess it’s still somewhat to tame for the audience.

So anyways, back to my 21st birthday. Two weeks earlier I realized I had crab lice. Not that big of deal you might think, but well I was under the impression I was in a monogamous relationship with Jack (besides that on three-way with Ian a few months earlier). Well, I confronted him and it all exploded. He told me I was too boring for him and that he got fucked by a few different guys since he had realized what he was missing out on since after the fuck Ian gave him during our three-way. He said he loved me but he needed to explore some stuff and we should take a break.

I was devastated. I barely left the house for the next two weeks. My birthday came and I really wasn’t in the mood for anything. My family and most of friends respected my wishes and I was ready for another evening sulking in self-pity when the doorbell rang. In front of the door stand Ian with broad smile clad in shorts and a muscle shirt and bottle of Jack Daniel’s in his hand.

“Hi, mate, I thought we might have a three way with this new Jack, so you can get over your old Jack.” He handed me the Bottle and I just stood there and looked at him. His smile faded and he just went in for a long hug. “Sorry for the bad pun” he said. And I felt relieved, protected and after a while more and more aroused. He closed the door, trigged me to the couch, opened the bottle. He told me, my sister called him and said that I might need some company and that my dad agreed to give me two weeks off in the company so that I can come with him to visit the big city. We talked for hours. I drank the last drops of whiskey and was kind of drunk because I probably killed 75% of the bottle.

Ian looked and the bottle smiled and said “Well, looks like this Jack is also gone but we can’t end our three-way without someone getting a proper pounding.” I couldn’t believe my ears and he just went in for a deep kiss. He lifted my shirt over my head and his kisses wandered down my body got rid of my sweat-pants and started blowing me and I was in heaven. He blew me till my cock was slick of his saliva and my precum. He looked me deep into the eyes while his tongue was playing with rock hard cock. “Time for the main event.” He said grinning, stood up and took a little brown bottle out his pocket. “I might need this, it’s been a while.” After turning his back to me, he took of his shirt and then slowly lowered his shorts showing me his bubble. Then he turned back letting me look at his 8 upward curving dick, he came closer and kneeled over me. He started kissing me again vigorously while my cock grinded against his as. “I need you raw tonight, I wanted you in me for years now.” He said opening the little brown bottle taking deep breaths. His face turned red and he slowly lowered down on my cock. He took another deep breath from the bottle and groaned loudly while riding my dick starting to kiss me again and stroked his 8 inches vigorously. A few minutes later the ride was over my rock hard cock was still inside him his cum splashed over my abs and chest. He gave me another intense kiss “You have no idea how much I needed this.”

He opened the brown bottle again held it under my nose and told me “Take a deep breath”. I felt even more dizzy than from the booze, warm and incredibly horny. “Feeling all right?” He asked and I just nodded. He stood up and told me to lay on my back, which I did. “Time to return the favor” he chuckled and added, probably after seeing me getting panicky, “Don’t be afraid I’m not going to fuck you – tonight. I want you to be sober for your first proper fuck.” He started blowing me again, handed me the little bottle and told me to take another hit. While my head was spinning he began licking my ass -  it felt amazing, another hit and he tried to put a finger in me, at first it hurt, another hit and he used the cum he spilled on my abs minutes before as lube, he told me to take another hit, it starting feeling good as his finger started to work my ass more intensely while he started blowing me again. I started taking hits on my own, while he was fucking me with a second finger. I started moaning and had the orgasm of my life that far and he was drinking my two weeks’ worth of cum.

I was spent and soon dozed off. It was definitely a good start to my two weeks in the big city and my journey of discovering my inner cum-pig.

[to be continued]

[TTFN]

Sounds promising. Keep up the good work.

[Docebrown]

Great start to the story. I'd like to here more of how you turned into a cumpig.

[Guest vers-jock]

Next day, I woke up with a massive hangover. Ian stood in my bedroom door clad in nothing but a towel and looking like wet muscle god as he probably just had stepped out of the shower. “Rise and shine, it’s almost noon.” He said. “How well do you remember last night?” My memories wandered to last night, how Ian was first riding my dick till he covered me with his juice and finger banged me afterwards to a huge orgasm while I had my first encounter with poppers. “You are cute when you are blushing, so you probably remember most of it. While you definitely enjoyed my ass and my fingers up your hole, did you like the poppers?” I told him honestly that I was so boozed up, that wasn’t quite sure. “Come here!” he ordered me while walking to the edge of my bed with a seductive smile on his face. “Now, boy!” he added when I was hesitating.

I came to him, realizing I had a massive boner as did he and I also had a strange full feeling up my butt. He told me to take three big hits, my head spun and I felt hot and horny. We started kissing and making out, heavily, he was so aggressive, kneading my muscles, slapping ass, and I enjoyed it immensely. He made me take another hit and another. He was playing with something in my ass. “You like the butt-plug I gave you last night? I wanted to save it for later, but you couldn’t stop fingering your ass last night after you came, like a little slut in heat. It’s just the beginner-version I have some bigger toys for you later if you are a good boy.” My head was spinning and could only moan as he pulled it out a bit and shoved it back all the way in several times.

He pulled me close and gave me and long and intense kiss and my head started finally too clear up again. “Are you all right?” I nodded. “So, do you like poppers?” I smiled. He smiled back. “Take a big breath, bitch!” And so I did. He directed my head down to his massive cock, gave me another hit and I started blowing him. Years back I was never able to get more than half his dick in my mouth, I was barely able to suck my ex-boyfriends 5 inches and never really enjoyed it. But there I was poppered up, and Ian made sure I was flying the entire time, sucking this huge cock and nothing else mattered. He called me names, fucked my mouth vigorously and treated me like a total slut, I didn’t really matter. All I cared about was taking every inch of him down my throat till he drowned me in his cum and I made sure that I drank up every last drop.

Spent I sank bed on my bed and wanted to jerk off, but Ian pushed my hand away. He looked at me grinning. “Had I known there is such a cum-hungry pig hidden inside you, I would have made sure you were in the middle of our little threesome last year and not your boring little ex. Now get up and under the shower, no jerking of, I need you really horny for the rest of the day to see how big of a slut you really are.”

So, I did was I was told. I was happy because I had Ian by my side, incredibly nervous because of all the things I already had done that I wouldn’t have dreamed of doing 24h earlier (o.k. well maybe I had dreamed about it) and so, so immensely horny.

[Docebrown]

Another hot chapter of you being turned into a horned up cumdump. Hope you keep writing more.

[Guest yelrom]

Love it hope there's more to cum

[houbtmbtch]

More please. I got hooked on your story and need to go with you down the well known rabbit hole.

[Guest vers-jock]

So there I was standing under the shower, still hung over, but able to gather some clear thoughts, while the water poured over my body. Last night was hot and my cock got rock hard again when I thought about how I sucked the cum out of Ian’s big and juicy cock. But it was so unlike me. I was used to be always the one who was in charge when it came to sex. I never really liked someone near my ass, but the orgasm while Ian’s fingers where deep inside me was overwhelming and I felt kind of empty after I took the little but plug out that had obviously been inside me all night.

While I was still trying to get my head straight Ian came in with a big smile on his face and another slightly bigger but plug in his hands. He was wearing nothing but sweatpants I couldn’t help but stare and his muscular body and the outlines of his growing cock in his pants. “Like what you see? I’ve got something for you.” He said, handing me the plug.

I looked away from him. “Listen” I said, “Last night was really fun and I clearly needed a distraction and you know, that I find you incredible hot, but I’m a top and I like to play it safe, to be in control and I don’t think we aren’t compatible in bed… unless you are a bottom now? But it didn’t feel like you were willing to give up control a few minutes ago.” He came closer, still smiling. “I’m still a top, mostly, but I’ve learned to appreciate a hard cock inside me every now and then.” He started stroking my still hard cock. He leaned even closer and whispered in my ear “I’ going to make you an offer you can’t refuse. Believe me it won’t make you any less of a top if you get fucked once, hell, it will even make you a better top knowing how it feels like to take a dick. You have two weeks off, give me one week to help you ease into it, if you like it, fine, if you don’t like it, my ass is yours for the second week and you can do with me whatever you like. You don’t have to say anything. If you agree just take the poppers out of my pocket, take a deep breath.” He had stopped stroking my cock and was guiding my hand down the pocket of his sweatpants where I could feel his hard 8 inches and the little bottle. And my resistance was gone. I took a deep breath and another. He turned me around and bent me over, called me a good little bitch started eating my ass, my head was spinning and I started to open up. He put one finger up my ass and I took another hit, seconds later I took another finger and yet another hit, he started working my insides and I started moaning, I felt that my cock was leaking immense amounts of pre-cum. He wanted me to tell him how much I like it, but I wasn’t quite sure, he told me to take another hit and another. I felt an intense orgasm building up inside me and he wasn’t even touching my dick, he told me to beg for it, but I wouldn’t, I couldn’t. The he stopped and pushed the plug deep inside me. My head was still spinning; my body was yearning to cum but he just stopped. He turned around a started kissing me vigorously. It took a while till the effect of the poppers subsided and I was horny like never before. Our hard bodies were still intertwined. If he had wanted to fuck me there and then he could have had my ass, my body and soul, but he had other plans. “Looks like we are up to a fun week.” He winked at me and gave me a slap on the ass. “Get dressed, I’ve plans for the rest of the day. I put some clothes for you on the bed.

[TTFN]

Will be interesting to find out what clothes have been put on the bed.

[Guest vers-jock]

My ass was burning after he shoved the big plug in there. I thought it was just the size that was setting my ass aflame but, the burning subsided fast and I felt amazingly good, somewhat giddy and even hornier than before. Usually the effect of the poppers was completely gone after a few minutes but I still felt high. I strolled over to the bed and started dressing, the only cloths on the bed were red jock strap really short sweat shorts that barely hid the jockstrap and both belonged to my now ex-boyfriend and an old skintight training shirt that was at list one size too small. Normally I would have never left the door or even dressed in such a skimpy clothes, but now I didn’t care. I actually felt kind of sexy. Strolling down the stairs the plug massaged my insides and my barely covered hard cock started leaking.

“Looking good! How do you feel?” Ian asked as I entered the Kitchen. I told him that I felt good but I also felt like I was still on poppers. I could see how his cock was getting harder in his sweat pants. “Come over here!” He ordered, held the little brown bottle under my nose and I really started flying. I was grinding against his leg like a dog in heat and gave of a deep grunt as he started sliding his hand down my pants and playing with the butt plug. I took a few moments till the poppers left my system and I could I form any thoughts that were more than animalistic and realized my pre cum left a big wet spot on my shorts.

“It’s all right, the lube I used was supposed to help you relax, maybe I’ve overdone a bit, sorry.” He said, but his rock-hard cock and his smirk told me, I was exactly where he wanted me to be. His hands wandered over my body, kneaded my muscles and pushed my buttons. “How does your ass feel?” He asked? “Hungry” was my answer, lacking any better word to describe it. “This hunger will never go away completely once you felt it, but I’ll take care of it later.” He whispered in my ear. The he turned around, gave me a bottle of water and grabbed his car key. “But now we have to hurry, I would like to be home bevor it gets dark and we have to pick a friend of mine on the way. Maybe you know him, Rico Chan. And don’t forget to drink, otherwise you will feel horrible tomorrow.” I actually did remember Rico from high school, two years older than me, captain of the swim team, unapologetically gay and I probably jerked of thinking of him a thousand times after seeing him in his speedos helped me realize I was gay.

The two-hour trip to the rest stop where we would meet Rico was strange. I was really on the edge and somewhat restless but felt also invincible and horny. I was sucking on the water bottle the whole time while I was in dire need of sucking cock. Every now and then I played with my dick or the but plug before I even realized it, much to the amusement and arousal of Ian whose hard cock I wanted in me so bad.

[TTFN]

Little bit of Tina in the lube maybe.

Looking forward to meeting Rico.

[Guest vers-jock]

As we got closer to the rest stop I was more and more on the edge, as I already had emtied the first water bottle Ian handed me another half empty one from the glove compartment. „Here, some leftovers from my last party weekend it will get you in the right mood. “

„I am in the right mood“ I blurted out, and I was frankly kind of annoyed. „I really don’t need any more drugs, just fuck me already.” Ian looked at me with a devilish grin. „Pretty sure you still have some catching up to do, but I must admit you’re getting there fast. Two days ago you probably wouldn’t have let me touch your ass and now you are demanding to get fucked. No wonder your ex was bored with you, you don’t even know what you really want deep inside, and you are so not ready for a real inhibited man sex.” When we arrived at the parking space minutes later Ian and I had not spoken another word, I was in a really bad mood and I had to piss really bad. I told him I was heading for the toilets he gave me the little brown bottle and winked at me „Just in case you see something you’d like in the stalls and need some chemical persuasion to go for it.” I swallowed the entire content of the bottle he gave me earlier and told him to go fuck himself but he was just grinning wile I headed to the toilets. The stuff tasted horrible. I headed into one of stalls to piss and collect myself. I was really mad at Ian and I wanted him to fuck me so bad. The fact that I was dressed like a cheap go-go boy and the feeling of the butt plug stretching me out covered in “relaxing” lube that had muddled my brain and stirred my loins wasn’t exactly helping as I tried to evaluate my situation. Ian was right I had daydreamed of getting fucked by him more than once, or by other guys for that matter. When I watched porn the things that turned me on weren’t pretty twinks or hot muscled college dudes fucking around, it was usually some decidedly kinkier stuff, gang bangs, raw holes dripping with cum, … Then the stuff hit me.

I stumbled for a second and smashed into the stall wall. „Are you all right?” Asked a deep male voice from the neighbor stall. “Fuck yeah!” I replied feeling an immense rush. „Do you need any help?” he asked. I saw his shadow moving closer under the stall wall and realized the was a glory hole in the wall like in bad 80’s porn. Like in bad, hot, raw manly 80’s porn. I got on my knees and fumbled for the poppers bottle while he pushed his semi erect cock through the hole.

[TTFN]

Now it is really getting interesting.

[mike43]

Hot can't wait for more

[Docebrown]

This is getting hotter now. Hope there will be more soon.