My best friend Colt

[lthrboy]

incredibly hot story , epic 

[pigjockbb]

The amount of loads I’ve blown while fingering my cunt and reading this story 

[minthulf]

Dominant roughass Colt makes me twitch with lust

[ChemWhoreCumDump]

If anyone wants to do a similar scene in real life hit me up!  Cunt is ready to be destroyed 

[pervinmt]

Part 20

Somehow I woke up before Colt did. I was still being held tightly in his arms, his face buried deep in my neck. I relished this calm before the storm. I had to piss, not bad, I could hold it. I didn't dare piss without his permission. He told me that already. 

 

The clock said 10:00 and I debated about waking Colt. But I decided to leave him be after such a long drive. I cherished the feeling of his naked skin against mine and I wanted to enjoy every second of it. I reached back and grabbed his soft penis, and just held it.

 

The motel was alive around us as the college kids were coming to life after partying again all night. I honed in on the loud, masculine ones and started to get hard in the cage. And it was really starting to hurt. My dick was sore from the spikes. But I knew my suffering was what Colt wanted. And pleasing him made me happy. 

 

My pussy started to ache as I thought about all the hot guys right outside my door. And their cocks. And wanting their cocks breeding my pussy. I was lusting for cock like a whore, and I knew that would make Colt happy too.

 

It was 10:45 before Colt finally woke up. "This is how I should wake up every morning." He whispered in my ear, his big arms squeezing me tighter. "Naked, with my whore, and his hand on my cock. Because my bitch can never get enough of daddy's cock." I moaned instinctively as I ground my ass against him.

 

"But I gotta piss bitch. And I need a toilet. So get that toilet mouth on my cock!"

 

He grabbed my hair and shoved my open mouth on his dick. I clamped it shut and he let loose with a torrent of hot, rank piss. I gulped it down as Colt rubbed my head and made little grunting sounds. When I had swallowed every drop, Colt gave me permission to relieve myself. Of course, I had to crawl to the bathroom and back on my hands and knees.

 

"I'm hungry bitch." He declared. "Find us some breakfast."

 

I grabbed my phone and quickly found a place to get breakfast to go about three blocks away. I ordered us food and Colt tossed me some items; flip-flops, a white tank, and those black shorts. "If it were my choice, I'd send you to get it naked, like the fag whore you are." He laughed as I put the meager clothes on my body. 

 

When I was ready to go, Colt looked me over. "Hmmm, needs something more." He grabbed his bowie knife and proceeded to turn my tank into a crop top, with it resting just below my nipples. He then took a sharpie and wrote COCKSUCKING FAG in big, bold letters on the front. He also wrote something on the back that I would later learn was FUCKHOLE with an arrow pointing to my ass. "It pays to advertise!" He explained. 

 

"Hurry back!" He laughed as he shoved me out into the hallway, locking the door behind me. I stood there for a moment, trembling, before I mustered up the courage to continue.

 

As I walked through the motel, I ignored the taunts and jeers I heard. The "faggots", the "queers", and the other sordid comments. At first I was humiliated and blushed a deep red. But then I said fuck it. I was proud to be a faggot. Most importantly, to be Colt's faggot. I held my head up high and walked proudly, my dick trying to get hard in its cage as I was humiliated. 

 

I walked to the restaurant and continued to get laughs and stares from everyone that passed me. I didn't even realize that a man was following me. I got to the restaurant, got the food and coffee and was returning to the motel when I heard someone yell "Hey faggot" in a thick spanish accent as I passed an alley. 

 

I don't know why I paused. I should have kept walking. But I did. I looked and saw a Mexican dude. Well, he could have been Cuban, this was Florida after all. I don't know. But he called me again. "I said hey faggot." I got nervous and started to keep walking when two other men appeared out of nowhere in front of me.

 

"Someone is talking to you, punta." The second man said. "It's rude to ignore people." 

 

"I'm sorry." I stammered. "I'm just trying to take breakfast to my friend." I tried to move around the men, but they blocked me. 

 

"Look punta." The third man said. "You're being rude to my friend. I think you need to apologize to him."

 

Now I was scared. I didn't know if these guys were going to rob me or what. "Please Sir." I begged. "I just want to get back to my motel."

 

"Not until you apologize to my friend." The man said as he grabbed my arm. He started dragging me into the alley and I got really scared now. This guy was my height, but not nearly as strong. Truthfully, I could have taken him, but with two other men there, I didn't want to incur a beat down. He dragged me further into the alley where his friend was.

 

"Look, what do you want? I only have a couple dollars on me." I pleaded.

 

"You think we want your money, punta?" The man in the alley asked. "We don't need your fucking money. Now you're not only rude, you're insulting us as well."

 

"Then what do you want?" I asked, the fear evident in my voice. 

 

"What do we want? What do you think we want? You stupid faggot." Asked the alley man. "You walk down the street advertising your ass as a cumdump."

 

"Like a fucking whore." Added the second man. "We just want a piece of your pussy."

 

I relaxed a tiny bit as the alley man took my food and coffee and set them aside. I at least knew they weren't going to rob or beat me. At least I hoped not. Alley man pulled me behind a dumpster and started pulling my shorts off.

 

"What the fuck?" He asked as he saw my cock cage. "Why you got that on?" He wanted to know.

 

"My Master put it on me." I told him. Oh my God. Colt. What was he going to say when I got back to the room? I decided I couldn't think about that at the moment.

 

"Your Master?" Alley man laughed. "Your Master shouldn't be letting his faggot bitch run around like this. He should know it's an open invitation." 

 

"Yea." Agreed the second man. "He really should keep better track of his property." They all laughed as they shoved me face first into the wall. "Stupid little puntas like yourself could get into a lot of trouble walking these streets!"

 

I knew they were right and regretted my decision to even have left the room. Then again, it wasn't my decision, it was Colt's. But it was too late to worry about that as I heard the second man spit on his cock a couple times before he started to force it into me. I cried out as he pushed his decent sized cock into my teenage high school cunt. He covered my mouth with his hand and growled into my ear.

 

"You better keep quiet or we'll hurt you for real, faggot."

 

I gritted my teeth and stifled my cries as he raped me behind the dirty dumpster. 

 

Mercifully, he didn't take long to cum, and soon the alley man was pushing his slightly larger dick into my wet hole. Neither man talked much as they fucked, they just did the deed. Oddly, this total disregard of me made my cock push against its confines. Or, maybe not so oddly as I accepted the fact that I really was just a cumdump, getting raped behind the dumpster. 

 

When the alley man finished pumping his load into me, he picked up my shorts and wiped his dirty cock off on it as the third man entered my now loose and dripping hole. The first guy had already done so. I found myself being bummed that they didn't let me clean their cocks with my mouth, like a good slave should. Fuck, Colt had really twisted my brain around. I was actually wanting to please total strangers who were raping me. 

 

After the third guy came in me, he shoved me to the ground. I just laid there looking up at my rapists as he wiped his cock slime off onto my shorts, joining the others mess. All three men spit on me, then just walked away laughing as if nothing had happened. 

 

I slid the shorts back on, grabbed the food and coffee, and hightailed it back to the motel. I could feel the cum trickling down my thighs. This did not go unnoticed by the other motel guests who saw me, and the demeaning, humiliating taunts increased. So did the straining of my locked up cock.

 

When I got to our door, it was still locked. I jiggled the handle, but nothing. I pressed my face against the door and pleaded softly while knocking, trying desperately not to attract more attention to me. "Colt, let me in. It's me. I'm back with breakfast."

 

Silence.

 

"Please Colt," I begged a little louder. "Please let me in!"

 

The door opened as far as the chain lock would allow it. I could see Colt glaring out at me.

 

"What the fuck did you call me?" He growled.

 

Oh shit! I had fucked up big time! And I knew it!

 

"Sir!" I corrected myself. "I'm sorry Sir. Please let me in."

 

The door just slammed shut and I felt a panic wash over me. How pissed was he? I could feel tears in my eyes as I was frustrated at myself for being so stupid and using his name. People were passing me in the hallway and laughing and the pathetic fag, dressed like a whore, cum running down its thigh.

 

"Please." I tried again as the tears ran down my cheeks. "Please Sir."

 

The door opened slightly. A paper and a pair of nipple clamps were shoved through before slamming back shut. I picked it up and read it.

 

"If you want back in, do as instructed. Kneel opposite the door. Put on the clamps. Lock your hands behind your head, elbows out. Display yourself like the slave you are. Then say, "Master. Please let your pathetic faggot slave back inside. It's sorry it disobeyed you." You will say this loudly. You will count to twenty, then repeat the words. You will do this ten times."

 

That was it. No further instructions. I knew Colt wasn't fucking around. I did exactly as I was told and got into position. I hissed as the alligator clamps sharp teeth bit into my tits. Then I took a deep breath, and loudly said, "Master. Please let your pathetic faggot slave back inside. It's sorry it disobeyed you!"

 

People immediately took notice of me. Some immediately stopped in the hall to see what was going on. I flushed a deep red as I counted to twenty, then repeated the words. More people started to gather around as they laughed and pointed. I fought back tears and tried to hold my head high for my Master, as I just knew he was watching through the peephole. 

 

I couldn't help but notice there were a lot more guys than girls that were stopping to watch.

 

When I said it the third time, my audience was getting bolder with their taunting. Guys were making all kinds of jokes and a couple tugged on my clamps. But it didn't deter me. I looked right into the peephole and said it a fourth time. Almost proudly.

 

More guys joined the growing crowd, and the taunting continued. They were daring each other to do things to the stupid fag in the hallway. One guy stuck his ass in my face and farted, causing an outpouring of laughter from the crowd. After I said it the fifth time, one guy grabbed my hair and forced my face into his crotch as he rubbed it around. More laughter ensued.

 

After the sixth time, a guy pulled his shorts down in the front and stuck his soft cock in my mouth as his friends cheered him on. Without a second thought I started sucking as my instincts took over. My cock hurt so bad in its cage it was almost unreal. 

 

I spit the dudes cock out long enough to say my required words for the seventh time before my open mouth was searching for that cock again. He was now half hard as he shoved it back in.

 

"Fuck yea. Use that fag. Fuck his mouth." I could hear various guys shout from the crowd as the guy actually started fucking my face. It's amazing what straight guys will do when their friends egg them on. The guy grabbed my hair and started to vigorously pound my face.

 

My mouth was full of cock when I needed to say the words an eighth time. I did the best I could as I mumbled around the dick. Thank God it wasn't huge. More laughter and taunts were rained down on me as the guy fucked my face faster. 

 

The nineth time I could barely squeak out the words, but I knew as long as Colt knew I was trying, he would be pleased. After the tenth time, the guy fucking my face let out a groan as he unloaded his sweet, sweet college bro cum into my mouth. He buried himself in my throat and held me tight against his crotch as he shook in extasy and the crowd cheered more. Straight guys are weird. But I guess that's what this whole trip is about.

 

As I gently coaxed the last drops of cum out of college boy, the door finally opened and there stood Colt, in all his glory, wearing just his boxer briefs, which outlined perfectly his hard cock. He picked up our food and ordered me to crawl inside. As I did, he looked at the crowd and announced I'd be available all evening after 7pm. Then he shut the door as the crowd dispersed, talking amongst themselves about what they had just witnessed.

 

"Well that turned out better than expected." He said as he sat on the bed. I remained on my hands and knees as I hadn't been given permission for anything else. "Now, what the fuck took you so long, faggot? Fucking food and coffee are cold!" He griped. I knew they would have been cold regardless. He was just looking for excuses. 

 

"I'm sorry Sir. I, uh, I was raped." I told him hesitantly. He stopped picking through the eggs. 

 

"What was that again, slave?" He asked, lifting up my chin, looking into my eyes.

 

"I was raped, Sir." I repeated. "Three men took me into the alley and raped me."

 

Colt actually had real concern in voice when he asked me, "Did they hurt you?"

 

"No Sir. They didn't hurt me, they just fucked me."

 

"And they all came in you?"

 

"Yes Sir. They did."

 

"Show me. Let me see your hole!" He ordered me. I turned around, pulled off my shorts and showed him. He saw the cum streaks down my thighs for the first time. He stuck a couple fingers into me. "Mmmmmm. That's nice. An already wet hole. I guess the advertising is paying off." He continued as he moved closer behind me. I could feel the head of his big cock pressing against my hole. It popped in easily, sliding its full depth into me. "Tell me about it, fag. Tell me everything."

 

I told him the story as he fucked my hole deep and hard. I gave him every dirty detail.

 

"Did you like it?" He wanted to know. "Did you like those men taking you against your will? Forcing themselves on you? Taking away your rights as a man?"

 

"Yes Sir." I groaned as I relived it in my head.

 

"Why slave. Tell me why you liked it."

 

"Because," I began, as always, lost in Colt's powerful spell, "Because I knew you would like it." Colt just let out a menacing laugh. "I knew you would be pleased that your advertising me like a whore worked. I knew you'd be happy knowing I was in my place serving as a cumdump. That you would love knowing I was taking strangers loads in my pussy. Strangers even to you."

 

"Oh that's right little whore." He groaned as he grabbed my hips and pounded me. "You fucking sick, disgusting little faggot cumdump. That's all you are. A fucking hole for men to use. Whenever, wherever, however they want." He grabbed my shorts and covered my mouth and nose. "Smell that faggot! Smell the cum of the men who raped you. Breath it deep whore! Relish that smell! YOU'RE JUST A PIECE OF FUCKING RAPE MEAT, YOU FILTHY, FAGGOT PIECE OF TRASH!" He shouted as he buried himself in me, adding his big load to whatever was still in me from the rapists.

 

He collapsed on my back, causing me to collapse on the floor. We layed there for a bit. Me, still breathing in the smell of the men who raped me as the love of my lifes full body weight practicallycrushed me.

He eventually pulled out and said, "Now, let's really get this day going!"

[lthrboy]

literally a fantasy of mine.  Hot story.

[dazzasboy]

All I can say is thank you, your work is amazing

[MusclePup]

loving this story,   cant wait for more.  thanks Pervinmt 

[Pnp-pig]

Thanks for continuing Austin and Colt’s story!  I don’t remember how many load I shoot and eat reading their adventures.😈😈😈😈

[pervinmt]

Part 21

Colt rummaged around our bags as I layed face down on the dirty carpet. After all, Colt hadn't given me permission to move. He placed a couple dog bowls down next to me. In one, he placed a bunch of the scrambled eggs. In the other, he put 3 pancakes. He kept all the bacon for himself. I heard him put his food in the little microwave, and after a couple minutes he was sitting on the bed eating.

 

"Hungry faggot?" He asked me.

 

"Yes Sir." I replied. I was starving. 

 

"I want you to squat over the bowl of eggs." He said calmly, but with authority. I did as I was told, and it didn't take a genius to know what he was going to have me do next. "Now, push out all that cum, bitch. Your eggs need some sauce." He laughed. "And look me in the eyes while you do it."

 

I honestly don't know why that made it extra humiliating, considering everything we've already done together. I mean, we've taken shits in front of each other for years. But the added element of shitting out not only his cum, but the three rapists cum onto the food he was going to make me eat, certainly upped the ante. 

 

I stared deeply into his emerald green eyes as I relaxed my hole and the cum started trickling out. This was followed a huge wet fart as cum and ass juice splattered into the bowl beneath me. I blushed, but Colt just gave a devilish smile and munched on bacon with a twinkle in his eye. I squeezed out more cum until there was nothing left inside me.

 

"Let me see it pig." Colt instructed me. As I handed it to him, I could see the eggs covered with a thick layer of cum and ass juice. I guess not very much had leaked out from the rapists. Colt examined it closely before spitting in it a few times. Then, for good measure, he shot some snot out of each nostril before placing it back on the floor. It looked disgusting, which I'm sure is exactly what he wanted.

 

"Now hand me the other bowl, bitch!"

 

I gave him the one with the pancakes and he held it under his cock. After a few seconds, and some effort, he started pissing on top of them, moving his dick around, making sure they were well soaked. By the time he placed the bowl down next to the eggs, I could see the pancakes had soaked up all the piss they could, and there was extra.

 

Colt just finished up his breakfast as he let me ponder the slop he was about to make me eat. When he was done, he grabbed a cup of coffee and a cigarette. "Now pig," he began, "there's a breakfast worthy of a piece of filth such as yourself. As soon as I light my smoke, you will start eating. You will have until I finish the cig to have eaten every, last, bite. And there had better not be even the tiniest speck of food left behind, or you will be very, very sorry!"

 

He remained silent for a moment, before letting out menacing chuckle. He got off the bed and rummaged in the bags again. I could hear the slight clink of metal, and a moment later a handcuff was around my left wrist. He pulled it behind me and grabbed my right one, causing me to plant my face in the cheap motel rooms not so fresh carpet. He leaned down to my ear and whispered, "I wouldn't want it to be too easy for you babe."

 

Colt sat back on the bed, grabbed his camera and sparked the lighter. As he held it up to the cigarette I used all my core strength to lift my upper body and just dove face first into the eggs. It was absolutely disgusting and I gagged a bit at first, but I started choking it down. There was no way I was going to let Colt get the best of me on this. 

 

"Look at the little piggy go." He laughed as he blew smoke on me. "Such a hungry little piggy. Snort for me piggy. Snort like the pig you are!" He demanded. I didn't even think twice, just immediately started snorting and grunting as I shoved my face in the bowl, much to Colt's delight. I rooted around like a pig in a trough, desperately trying to ingest every bit of the slimy eggs, and smearing the cum/snot/spit around my face as I did so. The entire time I did, I was grunting and snorting. I didn't even realize I was doing it. I was so lost in the act of trying to please Colt that it had become involuntary. 

 

When I thought I had gotten every bit of the egg mess, Colt reached down and grabbed my hair, lifted my head, and slammed it into the piss soaked pancakes. A new wetness covered my entire face as I became almost deranged in my desperation to complete my task to appease my Master. My cock was hard as a rock at this humiliation. 

 

The pancakes were somewhat easier to get down than the eggs were. They were so soggy I basically slurped them right up. Of course they didn't even taste like pancakes. They just tasted like piss. Colts piss. My Masters piss. Soon, they were gone and I was sucking up the liquid that was left until there was nothing left in the bowl.

 

"Times up faggot!" Colt announced as he stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray. "Now sit up!"

 

I sat up, breathing heavily from my exertion. I could feel stuff running down my face, dripping onto my chest and the gross carpet I was kneeling on. Colt just laughed as he continued to film me. 

 

"You make such a pretty little piggy." He taunted me. "I can't wait to send this to Sarge. He's gonna love it!" I blushed at the thought. I don't know why. I mean, Sarge knows all our secrets. But I still blushed. And my hard cock throbbed. A point not lost on Colt. "Oh yea, you like that piggy. You like being humiliated. Your cock doesn't lie. Well don't worry. There's lots more in your future."

 

I didn't doubt him.

 

Colt got up and uncuffed my wrists before sitting back on the bed. He grabbed a pipe and lit the torch, inhaling, then exhaling a big cloud. "Clean your face off pig. Scrape off that slime with your fingers and eat it." He ordered me. He hit the pipe again as I did as I was told, and very quickly, I had as clean of a face as I possibly could. "Now, let's see how you did."

 

Colt picked up the pancake bowl first and examined it closely. Then he showed it to me. It was spotless. "Good job pig." He commended me. My heart swelled with pride that I had pleased him. Then he picked up the egg bowl. I trembled slightly, as that was the more difficult one. I watched Colt's face closely as he examined it. An evil smile crossed his lips as he turned it toward me. My heart sank.

 

"Do you see what I see?" He asked. I couldn't deny it. While I had tried my best, and had gotten almost every bit, around the edges I could see some egg crumbs and streaks of cum. I dropped my head in shame. 

 

"Yes, Sir. I do." I meekly replied.

 

"And what did I tell you?"

 

"That there had better not be anything left, Sir."

 

"Or what faggot?" He continued. 

 

I hesitated for a second before answering. "Or I would be punished, Sir."

 

Colt squatted down in front of me. He lifted my chin and looked me square in the eyes. Then he took his finger and scraped it along the side of the bowl, cleaning off anything that was left there. He pushed my mouth open and stuck his finger in. I did what I knew I should, and sucked his finger. He pushed it in and out of my mouth like a tiny cock. Colt leaned into my ear and whispered, "So tell me pig. What should I do?" His tongue started entering into my ear canal, sending shivers through my entire body. I moaned. "Tell me pig." He whispered again, his hot breath flaming my desire to please him in any way possible. 

 

"Punish me, Sir." I moaned as his tongue worked its magic. 

 

Colt just leaned back and looked into my eyes and smiled. Leaning forward, he gave me a little kiss on the lips. "Good boy." He said.

 

"But first things first. We need a shower." He proclaimed. "Get in there and face the wall, spread eagle!" I did as ordered and Colt quickly followed. I heard the unmistakable sound of clippers buzzing, then felt them on my leg. My body tingled as Colt quickly removed all the hair from my legs. Which admittedly, wasn't that much. Colt was much harrier than me. He buzzed over my ass cheeks before comanding me to arch my back and spread my buttcheeks. The clippers did their work and I let out a little sigh when he buzzed over my anus.

 

"Turn around." He instructed. I did and Colt just laughed at my erection sticking straight out. "God damn you're a pathetic faggot!"

 

He worked quickly and efficiently removing all the hair on and under my arms and my crotch. Of course his manipulation of my cock and balls only made me harder. He stepped back, looked me over, and decided he was satisfied. 

 

He turned on the water to warm it up, then we  climbed in. Of course, I had to wash Colt. A task I was only to happy to do as it allowed me to touch and feel every inch of his magnificent body. This led to a heavy make out session. When Colt was squeaky clean, we stepped out so I could dry him off. 

 

When that was done, Colt turned the shower back on. Cold this time. "Now wash yourself, slave!" He ordered me, handing me a razor and some shaving cream. "And make sure you're perfectly smooth. My little pussy bitch needs to be as smooth as a baby!" As he stepped back into the bedroom, I gingerly stepped back in the shower and gasped as the cold water hit me. I suppose I could have turned the water to warm, but somehow, I knew Colt would have found out, and I just didn't need to piss him off further. Besides, after a few seconds, I adjusted to the temperature. But never the less, I washed myself as quickly as I could, then shaved off every trace of stubble. I returned to the bedroom to find Colt waiting on the bed, hitting the pipe. Next to him was a wooden paddle.

 

"Let me inspect you." He said. I stood next to the bed as my Master examined every inch of my now hairless teenage flesh. He didn't say a word, but seemed satisfied with the results.

 

"Lay face down, legs over the edge of the bed." He instructed me, matter of factly. I assumed the position, my heart pounding in my chest.

 

"I don't need to explain why you're being punished." He continued as he got off the bed. "You know how you failed." Colt turned the volume of the tv up high before picking up the paddle. "Now, this is going to be simple. I'm going to beat your ass until I'm satisfied. You will not be restrained or gagged. But you will not move or make a sound. You will take your punishment like a man. Am I clear, slave?"

 

"Crystal, Sir!" I replied, feeling nervous sweat form on my brow. 

 

Colt did not respond. He simply raised up the paddle, and with his strong, bull like arms, brought it down with full force. I felt some of the most intense pain I had ever felt as my ass cheeks instantly started burning. I swear my eyes bugged out of my head, and I almost choked as the scream that wanted to escape me was buried in my throat. But I didn't scream. And I didn't move a muscle. I was determined to take whatever Colt had to dish out.

 

And dish it out he did. Over and over he beat my ass with every fiber of his being. I have no idea how many times he struck me. I lost count as my head went to another realm. All I know is my body became ridged like stone, my jaw clenched shut, and tears started streaming out of my eyes as I took short, shallow, quick breaths in and out. But he did not totally break me.

 

Eventually Colt dropped the paddle onto the bed next to me, and I let out a small sigh of relief knowing this torment had ended. I could feel his rough hands rubbing my now oh so tender and burning flesh. It stung like bees everywhere he touched me. Then, he took my hand and stood me up. He faced me toward him, wiped my tear streaked face, and gently kissed me on the lips before pulling me into him and embracing me in his huge arms.

 

"I love you so much babe." He whispered into me ear. And that finally broke me. I started sobbing into his neck as he cradled me in his arms. He swayed back and forth, comforting me like I was a little child. "That's a good boy." He said soothingly. "Cry for daddy. Let it out babe. Let it all out." He stroked my head as I continued to blubber.

 

Finally, my sobs subsided and Colt released men from his strong hold. Pushing me away, he looked at me. "You're so beautiful when I hurt you." Then he kissed each of my eyes, tasting the salty tears he had created before planting a deep kiss on me.

 

"Now, we can go on with the rest of our day."

[spundog]

Wow. You're taking it right up to the edge with these two.. I had to skip the filth/raunch eating (glad you included the dog bowls, woof), but that's just me (my Handler would love it), and the beating/crying/affection leaps off the screen with power. each chapter gets hotter and more intense, characters we can care about, you're an awesome talent. Thank you for writing this and sharing it with us sick depraved animals on this evil twisted site

[Pnp-pig]

Thanks! These boy have amazing sexual adventures together!

[pervinmt]

Part 22

Colt took the other coffee and poured it in one of the bowls. He didn't say a word, he just snapped his fingers and pointed to it. I dropped to my hands and knees and started sucking up the cold brew. I couldn't see exactly what he was doing, but I know he had put a large beach bag on the bed and was filling it with stuff. Occasionally, he would swat my still burning ass with his big hand, causing me to whimper. Much to his delight.

 

I finished the coffee, but dared not move without his permission. When he finished gathering the supplies he finally spoke. "Kneel slave." He directed me. I did and could see the bag packed full with the beach umbrella we had purchased laying next to it. He loaded up a fat pipe and handed it to me.

 

"Go ahead and smoke that all bitch and listen to your instructions carefully." He said as he lit another cigarette. I really don't know why he started smoking. It wasn't something either of us had ever done. We always thought it was kind of disgusting, but now, I found it to be kind of hot! It made him look like a real bad boy. I torched the bowl and listened to him intently. I knew he was serious, and I knew he could hurt me a lot more than he had just done if he wanted to. 

 

"First of all, you will always walk behind me. A slaves place is always behind his Master." I took my first big hit as he finished that sentence, relishing the feeling of the rush. He continued. "Second, you will never speak voluntarily. If anyone should speak to you, you will respond with this, and this alone. 'I am a faggot slave owned by Master Colt. I only obey his commands.' Is that understood?"

 

"Yes Sir!" I responded, blowing out a second large cloud.

 

"Good boy. Let me hear you say it loud and proud."

 

"I am a faggot slave owned by Master Colt. I only obey his commands!" I practically shouted. My cock popped back up as I said that. Colt just looked at me and smiled before continuing. 

 

"Good slave. Now, if I give you permission to speak otherwise, you may. But only if I give you permission. That also means if for any reason we should get separated. Now third, and this should go without saying, you will obey every command I give you, without question. Understood?"

 

"Yes Sir!" I responded, blowing out more smoke. 

 

"Good boy. Now, what are you?"

 

"I'm a faggot slave owned by Master Colt. I only obey his commands!"

 

Colt just gave me a sinister smile. "God damn you're a pathetic meth whore." He laughed.

 

Just as I finished off the pipe, there was a knock on the door. Colt got up and looked through the peephole before cracking the door. "Yes?" He asked the person on the other side.

 

"Yea...um...is that cocksucker available right now?" I heard a voice quietly ask.

 

"Sure the fuck is!" Colt beamed as he opened the door. "My whore is available anytime!"

 

My dick throbbed as it really sunk in that yes, Colt was absolutely going to let anyone use me whenever they wanted. 

 

The guy entered the room a bit sheepishly, probably not sure what to think as Colt and I were both buck naked, me kneeling on the floor with a hardon. But of course Colt took charge of the situation, guiding the guy to the bed and telling him to have a seat. He looked really, really nervous. 

 

"Um..." He started. "I've never done anything like this before. What do I do?"

 

"Just relax buddy. You want a hit?" Colt asked him, handing him the bong.

 

"Yea, sure." The guy said as he took it from Colt. He took a big hit as Colt reassured him.

 

"You've come to the right place. This here's a world class cock sucker." Said Colt, gesturing to me. "I trained it myself. This faggot slut lives for cock. Come on faggot. Show the nice man what you were made for."

 

I crawled toward the guy as he ripped another huge bong hit. I reached up and tugged on his shorts. The guy wiggled so the elastic slid over his hips and in seconds I was staring at a nice big soft cock nestled in a thick patch of pubic hair. I carefully lifted it up and put it in my mouth.

 

"Oh fuck." The guy moaned. "That feels awesome. My girlfriend won't suck my dick."

 

"Then she's a stupid bitch." Colt retorted. "Has anyone sucked your dick before?"

 

"No." He gasped as I buried my nose in his thick bush. He was starting to get hard now. "No one ever has. Then I saw him in the hallway earlier, and I know you said after 7, but my girlfriend took off for a while so I thought I'd just come see..." He trailed off with a groan as I started sucking on his balls and stroked his hardening shaft.

 

"Well luckily you just caught us in time." Said Colt. "We were just about to head out for the day, but I couldn't deny the use of my whore by a stud like you." 

 

The guy ripped the bong again, emptying it this time. I could tell he was way more relaxed now, and his cock was almost at full staff. It was a long one, not too thick, and curved away from his body. Colt held a bottle of poppers under my nose and I inhaled deeply.

 

"What's that?" The guy wanted to know as Colt switched nostrils. 

 

"Poppers. They really help a slut open up their holes. Here try some." He suggested as he moved behind the guy. He held them under the guys nose and he took some deep breaths.

 

"Oh fuuuuuck." He moaned as the rush hit him. I could feel the guys cock reach maximum hardness in my mouth.

 

"Yea. Use that whores mouth. That's why faggots like him were born." Colt egged the guy on. "Chicks can't suck cock for shit. You want your cock sucked, find yourself a faggot. They live for cock. No bitch will ever suck you like a faggot will!" Colt held the bottle under the guys nose again. "And you want to know what else? You can be as rough as you want with a faggot. They crave being abused. Come on. Fuck that fags throat!"

 

The guy was lost in the throws of lust and Colts hypnotic power. He grabbed my head with both of his hands and started slamming my head down as he pumped his hips up. He was pounding full force into my throat. I had no time to breath and I was gagging up spit. But the guy didn't care.

 

Neither did Colt. "Fuck yea!" He shouted. "Use that fucking worthless fag whore. Choke that mother fucking bitch! Make that fags throat pay!"

 

"Fuck yea you dirty faggot!" Joined the guy. "Take my big cock in your fucking hole you whore! Oh fuck your throat feels amazing. I should have been using fags years ago. Oh fuck, I'M GONNA CUM!!!"

 

Colt grabbed the back of my head and pushed it as hard as he could into the guys bush, burying every inch deep in my throat as the guy blasted off. "Yea! Choke that fag! Drown that cumdump!"

 

I was choking and flailing my arms around as my air was completely cut off. I started to panic as I literally felt like I was drowning. But Colt just held me tight against the guy as he pumped his cum straight into my stomach.

 

I was about to pass out when the guy finally finished shooting into me. Colt grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked me off of the cock. I frantically gasped for air as I spit up cum and mucus. It ran down my chin and they both laughed at me.

 

"Oh fuck that was hot!" The guy exclaimed. "Faggots really are pathetic!"

 

"Well come back again tonight for more." Colt told him. "Maybe you'll want to try his other fag hole! I bet your girlfriend doesn't let you touch that either!"

 

"No she doesn't. I've always wanted to try that! Hopefully I'll be able to sneak away again!" 

 

With that, the guy wiped his slimy cock off on my hair and pulled his shorts back up. After he left, Colt pushed me face down on the smelly carpet with his big foot and laid on top of me. He rammed his big cock into my pussy with one hard slam.

 

Even though I had been fucked several times already this morning, Colt's brutal assault really hurt. Because he wanted it to. I whimpered and whined as he used his powerful abdominal muscles to deliver a hard deep dicking like a man possesed. 

 

"You fucking whore!" He snarled in my ear. "You God damn fucking piece of shit faggot! Look at you! Getting fucked in a sleazy motel room on the dirty floor like you deserve! You are such a disgusting pig. What would you momma say if she saw her precious little baby boy sucking strangers cocks? Taking loads from men you don't know? You are such a dirty, lowdown, motel cumdump!"

 

Colt slapped my already burning ass over and over as he raped me. Fresh tears escaped from my eyes as he abused me.

 

"I'm gonna cum bitch! I'm gonna shoot in that worthless methed up whore cunt! Take your Masters cum you stupid faggot!"

 

Colt wrapped his big hands around my throat and started choking me as he buried himself deep inside me. I could feel his cock flexing as it pumped its precious fluids far into my colon. When it finally subsided, Colt collapsed on my back breathing hard.

 

And there was no place I would rather have been. I was happy.

 

[barebamabear]

Every single update gets hotter and hotter 

[nwohiosub]

I would love to be Austin and hypnotized!