Self-Destruction

[kspozcum]

I'm probably sounding like a broken record at this point, but again, sorry for the long delay in updates. Had to rewrite and replan the story as I hated how it turned out the first two times. (yes... you read that right, two rewrites) 

Hopefully you all enjoy the next update and where the story keeps going. Let me know if you see a typo, or if I wrote something poorly worded! And as before, next update is after this post!

@RiskyMarc Thanks for the reply. I appreciate hearing when people like what I write.

@negchaserlooking  Hopefully you like the next few updates planned. Really trying to up the hotness factor as much as I can

@bottombehr Oh, there will be. I have pretty much the entire story mapped out at this point. At least a few more chapters left on this one.

@fucknfeedme Thanks! I'm glad you like it!

@amsrat Right? It's so hot seeing how it all started!

@shinelover Yeah... sorry it takes so long to write these. Had to rewrite and replan the next few chapters a few times because I didn't like how it came out. Glad you're being patient with me!

@CigarManLondon Yeah, lol, I try. I try. Glad to be able to post another update. Hope you enjoy where I plan on going with his character in the next few updates.

@Docebrown No problem. I'm glad you enjoy it!

@roguematrix Glad to hear it! That's the whole... hole?... point!

@Bttm2go I'm glad you feel that way about it!

@curiousaboutbb Well, the wait is over finally! Hope you enjoy the next chapter coming out today!

@cowboycumdump Thanks! I hope to bring even more to the story kink-wise!

@average I'm glad you enjoy it!

[kspozcum]

Part 6: Plunging Deep into Depravity

I let out a moan as I felt the still unseen Jordan behind me shove a few fingers into my ass, working another lump of frozen cum into my ass. Above me, Chris tucked his dick back into his leather jockstrap before taking a huge puff of his cigar and blowing it in my face.

“Can you believe this cute fucker is one of my classmates?” he asked Jordan, slapping my face lightly as he expertly moved the cigar to the corner of his mouth. Grabbing my hair, he pulled my head back, causing me to involuntarily open my mouth, before spitting a glob of cigar spit in my mouth.

“It’s always the quiet preppy ones who turn into the biggest fucking whores, man,” Jordan replied, now working a third finger into me, really stretching my hole open, “And this prime piece of tight ass is a dream!”

“Careful now,” Chris laughed, “Don't stretch him out too much or Uncle Mike will be pissed. He wants first dibs at destroying his ass.”

“Don’t worry, “ Jordan replied, pulling his fingers out before shoving another cold slimy lump into my ass, “I won’t have my turn until the end. By then, he’ll be so fucked out and full of loads, my work should be fucking easy.”

Turning my head slightly around, I looked at the man Jordan filling my ass with the frozen cum. He was overweight but still somewhat muscular and had a greying black mustache and bald head. Tattoos covered his arms and chest, and he was naked except for a metal chastity around his dick and a leather choker around his neck.

I tried to rack my brain to figure out what he would be doing to my hole, but nothing really came to mind. Quickly I let it go, reminding myself I was going to just relax and let the night go wherever.

I turned my attention back to Chris, who was now stepping back. Moving into his place was the Hispanic guy from earlier.

“Can’t wait to right that cute ass there tonight,” he said, grabbing my head and bringing it down onto his quickly hardening uncut cock. I quickly understood what to do, and opened my mouth, taking him down my throat. Thankfully, Chris’ much larger cock had helped my gag reflex, and I was able to easily take him to the root.

“Damn Chris, he really is a fucking talented cock sucker!” Pedro said loudly, before lighting up another Red.

I took a slight look around and noticed quite a few guys standing around, each of them either playing with their dicks or with their neighbor’s.

“Just don’t cum in mouth,” Chris said, smiling around the cigar as he blew another cloud at my direction, “Uncle Mike wants every first load he takes from a guy to go up his ass. He wants to make sure he gets pregnant tonight.”

Leaning forward, Pedro shoved my head against his groin as he snaked a few fingers up my now slick hole.

“Bitch feels nice and wet, must be in fucking heat,” he said with a chuckle, moving his fingers around and dragging his nails against the walls of my colon. After my ‘research’ online, I knew what he was doing was trying to rough up my hole, for me to as he said, get ‘pregnant.’

“Fucking can’t wait to help knock him the fuck up. Although with as many loads as this slut is gonna take, no telling who the daddy will be.”

Many of them chuckled as well, and a few let out an appreciative moan of agreement.

“Boys, I think you all need to feel how fucking warm and fertile this bitch’s hole is,” he said, pulling his finger out and wiping it on my hair.

Suddenly, I felt another finger roughly shoved into my hole, as well as several hands on my body, grabbing my caged dick, playing with my balls, pinching my nipples.

I let out a loud groan, as Pedro pulled his dick out of my mouth and a line of men began to line up behind him.

Chris kneeled down next to me, looking me in the face before pulling the cigar out of his mouth and blowing a thick cloud of smoke in my face.

“Think you should show your thanks to all these men and give their cocks a nice lick and kiss,” Chris said, grabbing my jaw and rubbing his thumb across my lips, “Taste each one and see what's going to be shooting a raw load up that hole of yours. Let these men feel around a little in your guts so they know where their loads are going to be.”

I gave a small nod as he released my jaw, and watched as he stood up and made an announcement.

“As I’m sure you men already know, Uncle Mike here is taking the first crack at this hole,” he said, gesturing at me with his half-smoked cigar, “However, everyone is welcome and encouraged to dump at least their first load into his guts. No loads refused. Feel free to give him a taste of what’s going to breed him, and feel free to poke a finger or two where your dick will be shooting tonight. This pig’s mouth will only be free to clean off your cock and drink your piss after fucking as we plan on making him a true smoke pig. Any questions?”

Several men shook their heads, but otherwise, it was silent.

“Have fun sampling the goods, guys,” Chris said, stepping back and leaning against the locker, putting the cigar back in his mouth and began slowly playing with his cock.

Quickly, men started walking up and shaking their dicks in my face. Not wanting to disappoint any of them, I began to suck and lick each one, relishing the different textures, shapes, sizes, and even taste. At the same time, multiple men began to finger my hole, many taking a chance to graze my insides with the odd nail. A few also gave my caged dick a few tugs or roughly squeezed my balls. I soon lost count as each man would take his turn, and then disappear off into the club.

After what felt like an hour, the crowd finally died off, leaving me slumped on the bench, dick straining in the cage, jaw aching, and my hole feeling sore and now dry, having had all the cum put in there earlier removed for the many fingers roughing it up.

Finally, Mike walked back up, and smiling evily around the lit cigarette in his mouth.

“How’d Pig Boy do?” Mike asked Chris, “Word is everyone is itching to drop a load in him. He worth the wait for them?”

Chris just nodded and smiled for a moment before replying.

“Fucker can suck cock like a champ, and everyone seemed to love sampling his hole,” he replied, “Sucked down every last drop of my piss and ate my load like a starving man. You were a good piggy, weren’t you boy?”

Feeling just a little humiliated, I could only nod.

“Good, time for him to get ready for the sling,” Mike replied, gesturing for us to get up and change locations.

Obediently, I followed in silence, taking the half-smoked Red into my mouth that Mike put in it before drawing hard on it. We walked around the dimly lit halls for a few minutes as I took in the sites, only staring for a second at the men in various acts of sex in each of the places. I saw as many of them noticed us and began making comments I couldn’t hear, or pointing in my direction. A few of them followed us a ways back, making me think of them as vultures circling a dying animal.

Finally, we made it into a large set of double doors. Mike took a key and unlocked them, and we walked into a large room with a sling in the center, as well as a few leather-clad benches around it. Chris left the doors open, and slowly men began to walk in.

Mike set his bag down on one of the benches and began emptying it, before gestering at the sling.

“Chris, get him loaded into the sling so we can get ready. Got to get his ass prepared.”

Chris only nodded, taking a few puffs on his cigar before leading me over to the sling and began to help me get situated in it.

I sat in silence as I watched him pull things out of the bag. A large butt plug, several cigars each larger than the last, a few boxes of Reds, and several extremely large pipes. Last, he pulled out a funnel, a metal dish, and large dull-tipped irrigation syringe.

Turning around,  he brought over the last items and set them on my stomach, effectively turning me into a makeshift table.

“You ready to become the pig you always wanted, boy,” he asked, feeling my body as he spoke, “Turn into a true smoking bareback sex pig with no limits?”

I nodded, unable to get myself to say the words. Suddenly, Mike squeezed my balls hard, causing me to let out a loud yelp.

“Need to say the words, fucker,” he said after finally releasing my now throbbing balls, “I want to hear exactly what you want and what you came here for.”

The growing crowd began to whisper excitedly as they watched the scene in front of them.

“I…. I want to be a smoking bareback pig… with no limits…” I said softly.

“And how are we gonna make sure that you never have any limits,” Mike asked, caressing my ass and balls gently, his tone of voice low and dangerously gruff.

“By making me take every load in here while smoking,” I said, hoping I was saying exactly what he wanted.

Mike gently tugged down on my balls, eliciting a deep moan from me. The men began to whisper even more excitedly, and a few began to tug on their quickly hardening cocks.

“And what kind of loads would do that to you,” he asked, nearly growling with how low and deep his voice was, “What kind of loads do you want up that tight hole of yours tonight? Clean, safe loads? Because, Boy, that won’t turn you into the pig you want to be. So tell Daddy exactly what you want.”

Finally realizing what it was he wanted me to say, I took a deep breath and slowly let it out. It was time to finally jump off the proverbial cliff and dive head-first in.

“I want you to poz my ass. I want you to let every man in here shoot his toxic load deep in my guts so I get pozzed tonight. I want you to keep me smoking all night so I become so addicted I have to smoke every time I take a dirty load in my hole. I want you to own my ass and covert me Daddy. Make me your poz son.”

Letting go of my balls, Mike walked around me and leaned over, before kissing me deeply. Many of the men let out excited replies in agreement, saying things like ‘fuck up his hole’ and ‘give the bitch what he needs.’

Finally, he released my head and walked back to his bag, before pulling out dozens of used condoms, all of which looked freshly used, as well as a pair of scissors and a toothbrush.

Slowly, he walked back over and began cutting the tips of the condoms and emptying them in the bowl. I no longer was able to focus on the men around me as I took in what Mike was doing.

“Chris, get me and this pig smoking a few of the Boswells while I prep him,” he said, leaning his head slightly towards the bench.

Chris only smiled and nodded as he walked over, grabbing the two largest pipes before walking back over to us. I silently took the pipe into my mouth, letting the bowl rest on my chest heavily. He then walked over and put the other in Mike’s mouth, before pulling out a lighter and letting Mike puff hard on the pipe. After about a minute, Chris flipped open the bottom of the lighter and began to tamp down the pipe before lighting it again for Mike.

I watched in awe as Mike expertly did this, all the while opening each of the condoms and emptying them into the bowl, the loads each mixing together, quickly filling the bowl. Eventually, he finished emptying them and began to draw them up into the large syringe.

Next, Chris walked over to me and began doing the same lighting. Following what I saw, I began puffing deeply on the pipe, feeling the smoke begin to pour down my throat with each deep draw as the pipe began to glow to life. Finally, the flame was removed, and the pipe tamped down before finally being lit once more. Satisfied that it was well lit, Chris walked away, tossing his now spent cigar on the ground, before also grabbing a huge pipe and lighting it.

With the syringe now full, Mike slowly held it up for me to see, full of the countless loads from men I would never know, and never destined to be up my ass. I took a deep draw on the pipe, relishing how easily the smoke now filled my lungs before blasting it back out my nose, afraid to talk out of fear of dropping the pipe.

“Good boy, Daddy loves his pigs to nose jet,” he said as he quickly inserted the syringe deep into my ass.

Slowly I felt my insides begin to feel loose and slick, each condom load squirting deep inside me, slowly warming up. I could only sit back and puff on the pipe as I watched him repeat the process a few times, my ass feeling even more slick with each deposit.

“Only lube you will be getting tonight, pig,” Mike said, puffing away expertly on the pipe, “And we need to give these loads a nice warm home to live in.”

Several men nodded and shared their agreement before he continued, now having fully emptied the bowl deep in my hole. Giving me an evil grin, he held up the plain, simple-looking toothbrush.

“You ready for it, boy,” he asked, rubbing it along the sides of my legs, “You want daddy to scrape your pig hole up so there’s no way you don’t get knocked up?”

I nodded. Many of the men began to tell Mike to destroy my ass and make way for all the bugs that would be going in my hole. And as the toothbrush plunged deep in my ass, I could only deeply inhale on the pipe as I felt each of the bristles dug into the tender lining inside me, effectively locking in my fate.

[nymidtowneast]

Damn! Worth the wait. What a way to get knocked up.

[Medwaym]

Fuck yes, so hot. Always love smoking being incorporated into play 🔥🔥🔥

[SFCumdog]

You create and write the best fuckin stories. Kudos to you!

[amsrat]

That's one hot scene you have going there buddy.

[curiousaboutbb]

Another hot chapter. It just keeps getting hotter. Thank you!

[Nypiss31]

Love it

[CigarManLondon]

Oh fuuuuuuuckkkk.. this is the stuff dreams are made of. I have no idea what your other two re-writes were like mate but this is a fucking masterpiece. But then, of course, it was bound to be.. everything you write is nothing short of stellar. So good to have you back, my friend, and it was definitely worth the wait 😈

[pozpopperpig]

Holy fuck this is HOT!  What a lucky smoke and cum pig he is turning out to be!