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I can't take credit for this, found it on nifty.org and I wanted to share. From: john bottom <slamme76@hotmail.com> Subject: Breaking and Entering His Ass (Part1) So this is one scene I had in mind. I wrote it out like a short story. You're the homeowner and I'm the intruder. It was night and some guy broke into another guy's house. It was a nice house. New. The intruder was very proud of his breaking and entering abilities. He was walking around like he owned the place. After strolling through the house he was shocked to hear a voice: "Don't move an inch." It was the homeowner and he had the intruder cornered with a baseball bat. He held the bat ready to swing and the intruder knew that the homeowner could at least knock him out if he wanted to. But the homeowner was in control and he could sense the intruder's fear. "What the fuck are you doing in my house? Who the fuck are you?" The intruder was scared, apologetic and begging. "Please, just let me go. I'm begging you. Don't hit me, please, just let me go." The homeowner could tell the intruder was really scared. The homeowner knew, dressed like he was -- black leather pants, cut off t-shirt, boots -- that he looked intimidating. The homeowner took a long look at the intruder and finally told him to take his clothes off. "Hey, I'm not into that..." the intruder said, at which time the homeowner raised the bat up. "It's take your clothes, take a beating or I call the cops. Which is it?" The intruder was cornered. He didn't want to end up in jail because he would become some black man's prison bitch and he didn't want to take a beating, so he figured, "I'll take my clothes off, this guy will jack himself off and then I'll be on my way." So the intruder took his clothes off. He was tall, slender, blond, muscular and smooth. It looked like he shaved his legs. He stood there naked while the homeowner admired his body. The intruder could feel the homeowner's eyes caressing his smooth skin. He could feel a draft between his legs, around his balls and his ass cheeks. He was very aware of being naked. The homeowner told him to turn around at which time he handcuffed the intruder's hands behind his back. This surprised the intruder and he wanted to turn around and say something but the act of taking his clothes off and having his hands handcuffed began to make him hard and he didn't want to call attention to himself -- have the homeowner spin him around and see his hardening shaved-like-a-boy cock pointing out. So he didn't say a thing. The homeowner pushed the intruder face first against the wall and spread his legs and started feeling the intruder up -- chest, legs, ass... but when he reached around to feel the intruder's cock he couldn't help but notice the intruder was totally hard. "I thought you said you weren't into this?" the homeowner said, to which the intruder had no reply, he just looked down embarrassed. The homeowner got close to the intruder and pulled his head back by the hair and whispered in his ear, "You're going to be my little prison bitch tonight. Don't do the crime if you can't do the time." He told the intruder to lay spread eagle on his stomach on the floor and not to move. The homeowner stomped out in his boots to the kitchen and the intruder thought about how everything had gone wrong and now he's going to be a prison bitch and how he wanted to avoid that to begin with... but he was turned on. His cock was hard and it felt good. He could feel it rubbing on the floor and pre-cum smearing onto the smooth wood surface. The idea of letting some strange man take ownership of his ass and mouth... he would never admit it to anyone, but it made his cock hard. His shaved asshole was sweating and he began to wonder if the homeowner noticed that it was shaved when he was feeling him up. He hoped not. Meanwhile, out in the kitchen, the homeowner found a barstool and began looking for a hypo he had left in a drawer there the night before. He had been partying and was still feeling the effects when he caught the intruder. He was thinking to himself, "Jackpot. This guy is pretty hot, he shaves his hole so you know regardless of what he says, he likes his boy pussy played with. I might have to teach him how to deep throat and loosen his hole up so I can go balls deep on his ass, but what a find! I can keep him for as long as I want. Maybe even take some pictures and threaten to post them on the Internet if he doesn't come back for regular sessions. Hey, that reminds me..." The homeowner found what he was looking for in the kitchen and returned to where he left the intruder with barstool in hand. He put something on the table in the room, tinkered with it and then moved over to where the intruder was. When he saw the intruder still spread eagle on the floor, he knew he had an obedient fuck boy. He told the slender naked handcuffed intruder to stand up and he did. He made him face the wall again and pulled the barstool under his ass and told him to step back and sit. He un-handcuffed one hand and cuffed the other to the lowest rung on the barstool. He told the intruder to raise his ass up and when he did the homeowner reached between the intruder's legs from behind and pulled his shaved plump cock and balls out so it was now hanging over the edge of the barstool backwards pointing straight down. When the intruder sat back down he was feeling very vulnerable. The position of his cock was forcing him to lean over and expose his shaved hole. He was worried that the angry homeowner would see his shaved pussy, figure out his secret and start pounding him right then and that was something his tight hole wasn't ready for. But the homeowner was one step ahead. With the hypo between his teeth, the homeowner grabbed the wrist of the intruder and held it up to the front. He wrapped a piece of surgical tubing around the top of the intruder's arm and located a vein. The intruder looked up and said, "No!" The homeowner looked at him angrily and told the intruder, "What's it going to be? The cops, the baseball bat or this? You decide." The intruder lowered his head. "You're going to love this," the homeowner said laughing. "You should be thanking me. This is good shit." The homeowner slipped the hypo into the intruder's vein, pulled back the plunger and in the dim light saw a little drop of blood in the hypo at which time he pushed the plunger all the way down continuing to hold the intruders arm up. The intruder felt a clicking sensation in his throat and then the meth hit. It went straight to his pussy and cock. He let out a pouty moan and slumped with his head between his legs and his ass hanging off the end of the barstool. He felt the blood pumping into his cock and his shaved hole begin to sweat. When the homeowner put a bandaid on his arm and let it go, the intruder couldn't help reaching behind with his now free hand and feeling his hardening cock, his ripe juicy balls and his sweaty shaved pussy hole. He didn't care anymore if the homeowner saw his hard shaved cock or his tight shaved hole. All he was thinking was having his ass and mouth filled. In just a few seconds he went from a tough-guy-burglar to a total pussy boy thinking only about cock and how to please it. The homeowner stood back and admired his handy work. He could see the intruder panting, stroking his now hard cock and occasionally fingering his tight shaved asshole. Now the homeowner's cock began to swell. He knew that for the next couple of hours the only thoughts going through the intruder's head would be primitive thoughts about craving and pleasing cock. He was the homeowner's sloppy fuck pig. The homeowner knew he could un-handcuff the intruder if he wanted and the intruder would go no where. He knew this was true. The intruder would just sit there bent over the barstool waiting for his master, wanting only to please the master's cock with his warm tight holes. The homeowner walked out of the room, confident that he could sit down, watch a ball game, drink a couple beers if he wanted and come back and find the intruder still waiting, bent over the barstool playing with his cock and his pussy hole. The homeowner walked back to the kitchen. There found a tub of Crisco and headed back to the room where he left the intruder. He re-handcuffed the intruder's wrist back to his other wrist and around the bottom rung of the barstool. The homeowner stuck his fingers into the tub of Crisco and slathered the intruder's smooth cock, balls and tight pussy. He stroked the intruder's cock downward and poked his index finger into the intruder's amazingly tight, clean ass. The intruder let out a pouty moan. The homeowner slipped two fingers in and began sliding them in and out of the hot slick boy pussy. The intruder moaned and the homeowner imagined how this tight boy hole would feel wrapped around the shaft of his beautiful cock and how it would feel when his balls began to slap the intruders balls when he decided the boy could handle his entire tool. "Yeah, you want something in there, don't you?" the homeowner said, referring to the intruder's ass. "What would feel good inside that tight little boy hole of yours? More fingers? Some cock? Yeah, boy. You're a natural at this. Look at you bent over. Look, you're hard. This is your calling boy. You were meant to be owned." The homeowner went on at length telling the intruder what he needed and the intruder was amazed at how right the homeowner was. Everything he said was true and he could only respond with a moaning "yessss." It was true and both the homeowner and the intruder knew it: some men were meant to service the needs of other men. Sometimes that meant fetching a beer and sometimes that meant massaging the master's cock with your hands, mouth or ass to make the master feel good. And sometimes that meant letting the master take over and own you and do whatever he wanted. The homeowner recognized it and the intruder understood it. The homeowner was taking ownership. The intruder was becoming his bitch. Completely hard, the homeowner got undressed next to the intruder. Mostly he kept his fingers in the intruder's hole while undressing, removing them only to unsnapped buttons and untie his boots. He got all his clothes off and put his boots back on and towered over the panting, sweating intruder. The homeowner's beautiful cock was hot and hard and his balls were full. The thought of essentially raping the intruder had made him that way. The homeowner liked the way the intruder's slick tight hole felt and occasionally he reached down and admired the intruder's plump balls and hard cock. He was even nice enough to stroke them for the intruder since the intruder couldn't do that handcuffed to the barstool. The homeowner stroked his own tool too, his hands still slick with Crisco. He walked around the front of the intruder, reached under his chin and raised his head up. He liked what he saw. "Such a nice face," he thought, and then opened the intruder's mouth with his thumb and slid his hot cock inside. The intruder tasted the salty pre-cum mixed with Crisco. He didn't mind the Crisco but he absolutely craved the pre-cum. It was the taste of cock and at that moment that was what he was all about. The homeowner pushed his cock halfway in and the intruder choked and gagged but the homeowner kept his cock in the intruder's hot wet mouth. "Deal with it! You can do this. I know you want to be a good cocksucker for your daddy because daddy likes his cock suck. Come on boy, make daddy's cock feel good. Don't fight it!" The intruder resisted the gagging reflex and found that he could do this. Soon the homeowners cock was sliding in and out of the intruder's open mouth, right down to the balls. "Look up here," the homeowner said to the intruder. With the intruder's eyes gazing up, the homeowner pumped his tool in and out of the open mouth while he pinched his own nipples. When he pulled his cock out after about 20 minutes of none-stop pumping a strand of slobber hung from the end of his cock to the intruder's mouth. The homeowner stuck his cock back in and began to pump. He reached back with his hand and patted the intruder's slick shaved hole. The hole was tight and strong. Standing off to the side, he could see the intruder squeezing and releasing the sphincter muscle each time the homeowner pumped the intruder's mouth. "I'm going to warm that ass up a little bit," the homeowner said to the intruder, at which time he slapped the intruder's hole hard letting out a loud crack. The intruder moaned as loud as he could considering the homeowner's balls were bouncing off his chin. The homeowner slapped the hole again and again and again. Then he slipped two fingers in all the way and then pulled them back out. They were clean. He rubbed the intruder's hole in a circular motion, occasionally dipping his fingers in the boy's pussy. The intruder was trying to say something but he made no sense in his intoxicated state and with the homeowner's cock deep in his mouth. It didn't matter. The homeowner was fixated on the intruder's hole and didn't care what he had to say. The homeowner walked away from the front of the intruder. His cock pulled out of the intruder's wet sloppy mouth and the intruder began to pant. He had grown very use to the sensation of having a cock in his mouth and he quickly wanted it back. But the homeowner had other plans. He walked around the back of the intruder and admired his beautiful boy pussy. "Jackpot!" he thought again. The homeowner put his hands on the intruder's hips and lined the head of his throbbing cock up on the intruder's slick shaved boy pussy. The intruder arched his back. He craved the cock so much now. The homeowner was going to slide it in slowly, take a couple minutes to open the intruder's pussy up before really giving it a workout, but then he thought about why the intruder was there and how he broke into his house and that made him angry. And so he pushed the head of his cock into the intruder's slick tight ass and felt the beautiful warmth that only a man's ass can give a man's cock and decided not to stop. He was angry but in control and penetrated with one massive even stroke right down to his balls and held it there. At first the intruder thought the homeowner's hot cock felt very good inside his ass, but about halfway in, the intruder was feeling uncomfortable and by the time he homeowner finish his first deep stroke, the intruder was mixed with feelings of ecstasy and pain and the mix felt very good. He squirmed looking for more ecstasy but the homeowner was in control and held him still, his cock planted deep in the intruder's ass and he was holding the intruder in a place if felt good to him. "Don't tighten up on me! Relax! Relax. Take that man cock. That's a man's cock in you boy! You know what to do. Take it because that's what I want. Take it. This is what your good at. Not robbing houses." And the intruder began to relax and take all of his master's cock. The homeowner put his right foot on the bottom rung of the barstool and reach down to where his cock was entering the intruder's ass. He found the intruder's cock still hard now dripping cum and pointing straight down. He gave it a couple strokes. Then he grabbed the intruder's balls and placed them in his hand next to his own balls. Both men's balls were shaved and they rubbed up against each other. "Feel that, boy? Those are my man balls. That's you taking all my cock." He pushed deeper in the intruder's hole and then pulled back out, then slid it back in, then pulled it all out except the head. He could feel the intruder's still-tight hole squeezing the head of his cock. The homeowner knew they were in the final stretch. "See if you can feel my balls slapping yours." He slid his cock deep inside the intruder's ass and gave a little flick with his hips at the end of the stroke to make his balls go forward. "Feel that?" The homeowner pulled out to his head again and pushed it back in, this time a little harder. "Feel that? Feel my balls slapping against yours? Huh? Not yet? Okay." The homeowner pulled out to his head again and really hammered the intruder's ass. "Feel that?" He pulled out to his head again and slammed it home, each time asking the intruder if he could feel their balls slapping together. The homeowner was growing angry and was pumping the intruder hard and from all angles asking the intruder over and over if he could feel their balls slapping. The intruder only moaned. The homeowner's words made beautiful sense but he could not answer. He was too focused and giving his ass up for ownership, giving it to the master. "Break into my house, bitch! I dare you!" the homeowner yelled as he pumped the intruder's ass with all his might. The noise of the homeowner's hips and the intruder's ass slapping together was ringing in the intruder's ears. "Take my fucking cock, bitch! All of it!" One last pump and the homeowner stepped around to the front of the intruder with a controlled purposeful stride. This was the last step in total ownership. "Open your mouth!" The intruder instinctively opened and the homeowner stuck the head of his cock in and began to stroke, pumping hot salty seaman in, filling the intruder's mouth. "Swallow!" the homeowner yelled as he cranked on his tool and squirted more hot cum into the boy's mouth. "Swallow it all you bitch!" When he was done the homeowner un-handcuffed the intruder and walked away to the kitchen. The intruder was still dizzily intoxicated from the injection and having his ass and mouth pumped like a whore. He stood up and laid on his back on the wood floor. He reached down and felt his sloppy boy pussy. It was wide open, loose from his masters tool and very slick. He pulled his knees to his chest and began exploring his stretched pussy. It was hot, wet and loose. He squeezed it tight again and was happy that he could still easily make it tight and keep it tight for his master, but he liked playing with it loose. He could hear the homeowner in the kitchen microwaving something but he didn't' care what was going on in the kitchen. His world was about his cock and boy pussy and he panted as he stroked both with both hands. The homeowner walked back into the room drinking a beer and carrying a warm cucumber. He took a knee between the intruder's legs. He poured beer into the intruder's mouth and the intruder gulped it down. He poured more in the intruder's mouth and some on his chest. The intruder never stopped stroking his hard cock and playing with his balls and pussy. "You ready to cum for your daddy, boy?" the homeowner asked the intruder. He lined the warm cucumber up on the intruder's hole and began pushing it in. The intruder opened his hole, giving it to his man. The homeowner went deep with the cucumber and then pulled it out. It was a little bigger than the homeowner's cock and the intruder took it eagerly. The homeowner pushed it in deep and pulled it out. "You ready to cum, boy?" The homeowner began stroking the cucumber in and out and asking the intruder if he was ready to cum for his daddy and that some daddies weren't nice enough to do this for their boys, but he was a nice daddy and he'd gladly watch, even help, as a boy shot his load. "You should feel lucky, now come on boy! Cum for daddy!" The intruder was moaning, almost crying like a little boy and jack wildly, fondling his balls and feeling with the tips of his fingers the cucumber going in and out of his ass. "Come on boy, cum!" the homeowner yelled. "Cum, boy! You can do it! Show your daddy how you can cum!" And all at once the intruder let out a moan that almost sounded like a cry for help and shot three big loads into the air, the first landing in his face and the rest going on his chest and the floor. When the homeowner saw the cum on the floor, he became mad grabbed the intruder by the back of the neck and made him lick the cum off the floor. He walked over to a table and picked something up about the size of a coffee mug. He was looking into it in the dark and the intruder could see whatever it was was reflecting light back into the homeowner's face. The homeowner just stared into the light. "Look, boy. You nearly took that whole cucumber," the homeowner said. He held what turned out to be a video camera up to the intruder's face and the intruder could see that he was taking almost all of the cucumber. He laid back on the floor, took a deep breath, pulled his knees into his chest and began stroking his cock, balls and hole again.