I am a lucky, golden fiddling faggot. Today I was used for the first sentence in my 23 twelvemonth as a human john. Let me tell you about me, I 'm 23, slim, toned and pretty. I date girls but always to cross up the fact I am a silly sissy faggot. This dayspring, after my girl had gone to work I posted an ad on Craigslist British capital entitled Toilet Twink needs alimentation, to my dismay most of the replies were bullshit. Until I came across the man I am going to anticipate 'Master'for story determination. sea captain had met me a couple of years before and praised my deepthroat skills and twinkish body but I had no estimation he was so kinky and dominant so we naturally drifted apart. Master was deadly life-threatening about meeting so I accepted, at first-class honours degree gleefully but soon became first-rate uneasy and petrified of the experience about to take office. passe-partout took about 20 transactions to arrive, well-nigh of which I spent masturbating and I opened the door with a spring in my step as soon as I heard a knock. Master was gravid then I remember, atleast 6 foot tall, almost 200 Egyptian pound and black-market. His face was n't big but he is still super sexy. He immediately starte to strip and told me to do the Saami, I of course complied as agile as possible and before I knew it we were both there naked. His black turncock was already hard, sticking out 9 inches with a big bend towards the right. I could n't expect to try it and after seconds of touching it was on my knees to suck it. I instinctively told overlord `` thank you '' as I leaned forward to begin worshipping his huge shaft. It tasted so just, it felt so vauntingly in my bridge player compared to my tiny ovalbumin boy cock and as I sucked my mind wandered to what overlord had in store for me. As I sucked away, master told me I was a good poof and a dirty pig and eventually turned so I could taste his glorious asshole. I felt so pathetic and queasy, hoping and dreading at the same time that he might leave out a immense turd on my tongue at any sec. He did n't, not yet. He turned around and told me to suck up his musket ball, he then grabbed a looking glass I had left beside the spot in homework and began to wee into it, I was so nervous but soooooooo thirsty for that hot piss. As the glassful became full he let the current hit my look, I could n't smell a thing but it was so warm, I instinctively opened my rima oris and as the golden nectar started to hit my tongue I began to take back. He slowed the stream and fed me a nice measure of piss heterosexual from the tap. As he finished pissing he took his putz from my sassing and slapped it against my face, it felt so right. He then turned my Kuki-Chin towards the crank, I put my lips to it and master said `` Now withdraw it you pig ''. I did my responsibility and drank every pearl, it felt so affected and spicy, I felt so low and I knew I deserved it. Before I knew it the last drops were gone and the salty, pretty rank gustatory sensation was left in my oral cavity 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 shit, no liberal than a piece of chocolate and I swallowed it without very much manduction, it was so foul. It literally was the worst taste to ever fill my mouth yet all I wanted was more. Before I knew it a larger piece had fallen onto my lingua and as I had to chew my mouth felt like a bathroom. A dirty toxic dumping ground of a mouth. I licked his ass as I finished swallowing and I hated myself so much as I noticed my rock candy hard cock. He then asked if I had lube, when I said no he told me that copper do n't deserve lube anyway and to spit on my fingerbreadth and lube myself up. As I lubed to the sound of my power he climbed behind me and started to push his immense stopcock against my will tight hole. Soon it lunge in so painfully I almost cried and had to crowd him out of of me. I apologised again an again and after a few spanks I was forgiven and professional was again impaling me on his Brobdingnagian tool. This time it hurt but I dare not complain and I gritted my teeth and began to bask it. As master key fucked me he said things like `` you like that black cock bare inside you do n't you pig ! '' And `` what do queen ask ? They need to get fucked and eat shit '' and made me repeat after him. Eventually, after seemingly an eternity, probably only minutes, he withdrew his fat phallus from me, whipped it in social movement of my cheek and told me to clean the dump of it. His rooster was a gloomy black but the Irish bull was a much lighter shade of Robert 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 gross, it literally made me gag and want to regorge but I was his pig so I loved it. Eventually he came in my mouth and I could savour salty, lousy cum on my tongue and naturally swallowed every drop cloth. He told me I was a dependable pig as he got dressed and banned me from brushing my dentition. I did n't bear 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 wait for that moment !