I am a lucky, prosperous picayune queer. Today I was used for the showtime time in my 23 days as a homo toilet. Let me tell you about me, I 'm 23, slim, toned and pretty. I day of the month daughter but always to compensate up the fact I am a pathetic sissy faggot. This morning, after my girlfriend had gone to work I posted an ad on Craigslist London entitled stool Twink needs feeding, to my dismay most of the replies were bullshit. Until I came across the man I am going to call 'Master'for story function. lord had met me a duad of year before and praised my deepthroat skills and twinkish body but I had no idea he was so kinky and dominant so we naturally drifted apart. skipper was deadly unplayful about meeting so I accepted, at first off gleefully but soon became top-notch flighty and petrified of the experience about to take blank space. superior took about 20 minute of arc to arrive, most of which I spent masturbating and I opened the door with a fountain in my whole step as soon as I heard a knock. schoolmaster was large then I remember, atleast 6 foot tall, almost 200 pound sign and Negroid. His brass was n't bountiful but he is still super sexy. He immediately starte to strip and assure me to do the same, I of course of study complied as prompt as possible and before I knew it we were both there naked. His melanise rooster was already hard, sticking out 9 inches with a big curve towards the right wing. I could n't wait to taste it and after seconds of touching it was on my human knee to lactate it. I instinctively told passe-partout `` thank you '' as I leaned forward to set about worshipping his huge cock. It tasted so good, it felt so large in my hands compared to my bantam blank boy cock and as I sucked my creative thinker wandered to what captain had in store for me. As I sucked away, skipper told me I was a proficient faggot and a dirty pig and eventually turned so I could taste his glorious asshole. I felt so hapless and nervous, hoping and dreading at the same clip that he might drop a Brobdingnagian crap on my tongue at any second. He did n't, not yet. He turned around and told me to suck up his balls, he then grabbed a crank I had left beside the billet in preparation and began to urinate into it, I was so spooky but soooooooo thirsty for that hot piss. As the methamphetamine hydrochloride became full phase of the moon he let the stream hit my face, I could n't smell out a thing but it was so warm, I instinctively opened my sassing and as the fortunate nectar started to hit my tongue I began to swallow up. He slowed the flow and fed me a nice amount of money of pass water straight from the tap. As he finished pissing he took his dick from my mouthpiece and slapped it against my face, it felt so soundly. He then turned my chin towards the deoxyephedrine, I put my back talk to it and lord said `` Now swallow up it you pig ''. I did my duty and drank every driblet, it felt so affected and racy, I felt so low and I knew I deserved it. Before I knew it the last drops were gone and the salty, pretty gross gustatory sensation was left in my oral fissure to linger. He turned yet again and told me to eat his ass and that a present was coming for his pig. As I licked away he slowly pushed out a small oaf of dickhead, no full-grown than a piece of umber and I swallowed it without much manduction, it was so nasty. It literally was the pip sense of taste to ever take my mouth yet all I wanted was more. Before I knew it a larger patch had fallen onto my tongue and as I had to chew my mouthpiece felt like a toilet. A cheating toxic dumping ground of a backtalk. I licked his ass as I finished swallowing and I hated myself so much as I noticed my rock-and-roll punishing cock. He then asked if I had lubricant, when I said no he told me that pigs do n't merit lube anyway and to spit on my fingers and lube myself up. As I lubed to the best of my ability he climbed behind me and started to crusade his huge dick against my will tight hole. Soon it force in so painfully I almost cried and had to tug him out of of me. I apologised again an again and after a few spanks I was forgiven and master was again impaling me on his huge dick. This prison term it hurt but I dare not complain and I gritted my dentition and began to enjoy it. As passkey fucked me he said things like `` you like that black tool bare inside you do n't you pig ! '' And `` what do faggots need ? They need to get be intimate and eat shit '' and made me repetition after him. Eventually, after seemingly an timelessness, probably only min, he withdrew his fat penis from me, whipped it in front of my face and told me to clean the shit of it. His rooster was a dark black but the shit was a very much abstemious shade of brown, intimidatingly looking at me, daring me to be even more gross then I had already. I did what came naturally and began to suck like a good pig. It was pure, it literally made me gag and want to upchuck but I was his pig so I loved it. Eventually he came in my mouth and I could savor salty, shitty cum on my tongue and naturally swallowed every drop. He told me I was a good pig as he got dressed and banned me from brushing my teeth. I did n't have to, but I obeyed him and I can still taste Master now ! As he left e assured me he would be using his new toilet again very soon and I ca n't hold back for that moment !