The amazing journey from boy to slut

[Willing]

On 1/3/2021 at 5:30 PM, gaypigbb said:

Next part comes soon! Please enjoy, react and comment if you like it, great to know who the horny pigs in the audience are! 🐽😈💦

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[Willing]

On 1/5/2021 at 5:36 AM, gaypigbb said:

Pt. 3

"You now, its not only about what you want. Its about actuall doing it."

"What do you mean?"

We were walking from the cafe to his house, a couple of blocks down the street. 

"Its been clear to me all the time that you are a pig. But it doesnt help if that pig only is let out when high on poppers in front of your computer. You have to actually get out and make an effort to do the twisted things you dream about."

"Yeah, i understand. But its a transition.. it cannot happen just overnight, right?"

"Back at the restaurant, your cock told me you were ready. It was stone hard after my rant. And you followed me out the door, still walking with me. If you first enter my apartment - I promise you you will be a slut by tomorrow morning. I have converted boys to sluts many times before."

I looked at him. He was extremely handsome. I had come to the meeting, believing I would meet an average guy but here was the guy of my fantasies. Although the plan was to get whored out to others, not fucked by him, I couldtn help but hope that he would have a go himself as well. But what did he mean with turning me into a slut? I had had rough sex before, so I wasnt afraid of that. I had taken huge toys, even done a successful DP once. 

He used his keycard to open a door in a tall building, and we went inside. We went up the stairs to sixth floor where he used his card again to open a door to an apartment named Peter. I were inside his domain. His habitat. And I quickly understood that he were not to be told the rules. He were to rule. 

"Well, I warned you. You're now inside my home, so you will be a slut by tomorrow morning. Understood?"

I didnt know what to say

"Yes sir", he answered for me. 

"Yes sir.", I said timidly. 

"Strip!". 

I stripped down until only underwear and socks left. Something was wrong.

"Come on!! Why the hell do you wear boxer briefs and those normal socks? Sluts never wear that. Only thing youre allowed to wear under your clothes from now on, is a jockstrap and tennis socks."

"okay"

"Okay SIR"

"Okay, sir." 

"You own those items, right?"

"Yes, sir. I have two jockstraps at home. And a few pairs of tennis socks as well."

"Tomorrow, you throw away anything else. And go online and buy 10 more jocks."

"Yes, sir". 

"Wait here, for a moment" Michael said and left. Or was it Peter, I didnt know anything anymore. 

What was going on!? I was in a strangers home, a hot man, but still a stranger, getting told to through away my beloved collection of briefs. And use my income to buy jockstraps. This was certainly not what I had imagined, lying in bed a few nights ago, cruising Grindr.  Michael returned with a military green NastyPig jockstrap,

"Here, take these on. And these socks", handint ghe stuff to me. 

I did, and had just finished, when i felt a big strong hand me tight on my neck, push-leading me down the hall, into a bedroom with a large bed in the centre. 

"Get up there." I did.

"On all fours" I followed his command.

"Open your mouth", i did. And he shoved his hard cock inside my throat.

I hadnt even realized he had stripped down too. While gagging on a huge dick, I could see him - a slightly hairy muscular chest, framed by a leather harness and his big arms accentuated by leather arm bands - in the perifery of my field of view. 

"Well, just get used to this." All tops want a good open throat to warm up with."

I couldnt answer, having my mouth stuffed. But could I have answered, I would probably have told him I regretted the whole thing. So maybe best I couldt say a thing. While forcing his cock deeper and deeper down my throat, he kept telling and instructing me. He told me what was the best angles, what to do with my tongue, arching my back, pushing out my ass to tempt, what sounds to make, and not to make. He showed me all possible positions to mouth fuck, everything from upside down to the standard edge of the bed. I had tears in my eyes from all the gagging, but it didnt seem to bother him at all. He ust kept on teaching me how to take his cock in his mouth. After what felt like at least 30 minutes, he pulled out of my throat.

"Well, you're improving. You will be able to satisfy guys with this some day. Just a little more practice needed."

I didnt answer, being so tired. 

"What did you say?" He almost shouted.

"Nothing, sir".

"Exactly. Always respond to me when i say something to you."

"Okay, sir. "

I looked up, and he had his typical, almost evil grin on his face. looking me deep into my eyes, with horny green eyes. 

"Well, its time to inspect your hole."

"Right now, sir?"

"Did i say tomorrow?"

"No, sir"

"Today then".'

He made me lay on my back in the middle of the bed. He spread my legs out, and had a good look at my hole. 

"not too bad. Looks inviting". 

He leaned down, touching my hole with his lips. He kissed it a few times, before I could feel his tongue poking at the opening. It didnt take long before he went rougher, moving his tongue both on the outside and the inside of my hole. Finally something that I too could enjoy. But as soon as I had thought that thought, he stopped. 

"Well, this isnt worth wasting time on, you just lay still and open your cheeks for the top. Occasionally you tighten and loosen your hole, just to tease him. If you get a response from him, continue like you did. Okay, slut?"

"Yeah, sir." 

"Okay. Then lets move on to the main lesson of tonight. The breeding."

"Yes, sir. Lets do it."

"Taking cock up your ass is the most important thing you could ever do. Serve any top who wants to have your hole." He climbed off the bed walking away. In the doorway he stopped, and turned around. 

"Oh, i will just get my husband. He is a true master teacher of breeding. He will coach you."

 

 

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