I am a lucky, golden little faggot. Today I was used for the get-go time in my 23 old age as a human toilet. Let me tell you about me, I 'm 23, slim, toned and pretty. I escort girls but always to cover up the fact I am a pathetic sissy queer. This dawning, after my girlfriend had gone to work I posted an ad on Craigslist London entitled sewer Twink needs eating, to my discouragement most of the response were bullshit. Until I came across the man I am going to call 'Master'for story function. Master had met me a couple of class before and praised my deepthroat skills and twinkish body but I had no idea he was so nappy and prevailing so we naturally drifted apart. master was deadly serious about meeting so I accepted, at first gleefully but soon became super nervous and petrified of the experience about to take space. Master took about 20 hour to make it, most of which I spent masturbating and I opened the door with a spring in my step as soon as I heard a whang. superior was bigger then I remember, atleast 6 foot tall, almost 200 pounds and black. His face was n't handsome but he is still super sexy. He immediately starte to strip and told me to do the same, I of course complied as nimble as possible and before I knew it we were both there naked. His Negro tool was already severely, sticking out 9 in with a big bender towards the right wing. I could n't wait to taste it and after sec of touching it was on my articulatio genus to suck in it. I instinctively told passkey `` thank you '' as I leaned forward to begin worshipping his huge dick. It tasted so good, it felt so large in my hands compared to my tiny white boy stopcock and as I sucked my mind wandered to what Master had in store for me. As I sucked away, passe-partout told me I was a good nance and a dirty pig and eventually turned so I could try out his glorious asshole. I felt so pathetic and neural, hoping and dreading at the Same time that he might drop a huge dirt on my clapper at any endorse. He did n't, not yet. He turned around and told me to suck his clump, he then grabbed a glass I had left beside the spot in grooming and began to piss into it, I was so uneasy but soooooooo thirsty for that hot water. As the ice became full he let the stream hit my boldness, I could n't smell a affair but it was so warmly, I instinctively opened my lip and as the golden nectar started to hit my glossa I began to accept. He slowed the current and fed me a nice amount of piss heterosexual person from the tap. As he finished pissing he took his dick from my sassing and slapped it against my boldness, it felt so right. He then turned my chin towards the glass, I put my sass to it and master said `` Now swallow it you pig ''. I did my duty and drank every drop, it felt so abnormal and spicy, I felt so low and I knew I deserved it. Before I knew it the finale drop were gone and the salty, pretty gross taste was left in my lip to linger. He turned yet again and told me to eat his ass and that a submit was coming for his pig. As I licked away he slowly pushed out a small clump of shit, no bigger than a opus of chocolate and I swallowed it without much chewing, it was so nasty. It literally was the worst taste sensation to ever fill my backtalk yet all I wanted was more. Before I knew it a large objet d'art had fallen onto my glossa and as I had to chew my mouth felt like a toilet. A muddy toxic dumping undercoat of a mouth. I licked his ass as I finished swallowing and I hated myself so much as I noticed my rock hard putz. He then asked if I had lubricating substance, when I said no he told me that pigs do n't deserve lube anyway and to spit on my digit and lube myself up. As I lubed to the in force of my power he climbed behind me and started to push his huge cock against my will tight pickle. Soon it thrust in so painfully I almost cried and had to push 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 Brobdingnagian dick. This metre it hurt but I dare not sound off and I gritted my teeth and began to bask it. As skipper fucked me he said things like `` you like that contraband cock bare inside you do n't you pig ! '' And `` what do fag need ? They need to get fuck and eat turd '' and made me repeat after him. Eventually, after seemingly an timelessness, probably only mo, he withdrew his fat penis from me, whipped it in figurehead of my face and told me to clean the shite of it. His prick was a non-white dim but the Irish bull was a much lighter tone 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 sop up like a good pig. It was stark, it literally made me gag and want to puke but I was his pig so I loved it. Eventually he came in my oral fissure and I could taste 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 feature to, but I obeyed him and I can still taste sea captain now ! As he left e assured me he would be using his new toilet again very soon and I ca n't wait for that moment !