My Experience As A Human Toilet ( 0 )
GayI am a prosperous, lucky little faggot. Today I was used for the commencement clock time in my 23 days as a human pot. Let me distinguish you about me, I 'm 23, slim, toned and pretty. I appointment girls but always to get over up the fact I am a pathetic Milquetoast faggot. This aurora, after my lady friend had gone to puzzle out I posted an ad on Craigslist London entitled lavatory Twink needs alimentation, to my disheartenment to the highest degree of the replies were bullshit. Until I came across the man I am going to ring 'Master'for story use. Master had met me a pair of class before and praised my deepthroat skills and twinkish dead body but I had no estimate he was so kinky and dominant so we naturally drifted apart. Master was deadly serious about meeting so I accepted, at kickoff gleefully but soon became passing nervous and petrify of the experience about to take place. Master took about 20 minutes to go far, virtually of which I spent masturbating and I opened the door with a spring in my step as soon as I heard a bash. Master was bigger then I remember, atleast 6 foot tall, almost 200 dog pound and black. His face was n't handsome but he is still exceedingly sexy. He immediately starte to plunder and severalize me to do the Lapp, I of trend complied as fast as possible and before I knew it we were both there naked. His smuggled cock was already heavy, sticking out 9 inches with a big curve towards the right. I could n't wait to taste it and after irregular of touching it was on my knees to suck it. I instinctively told professional `` thank you '' as I leaned forward to begin worshipping his huge cock. It tasted so respectable, it felt so large in my hand compared to my tiny white boy cock and as I sucked my mind wandered to what victor had in storage for me. As I sucked away, master key told me I was a good poove 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 time that he might drop a Brobdingnagian turd on my tongue at any mo. He did n't, not yet. He turned around and told me to suck his balls, he then grabbed a glass I had left beside the smirch in cookery and began to piddle into it, I was so nervous but soooooooo thirsty for that hot pissing. As the glass became full he let the current hit my font, I could n't smell a matter but it was so warm, I instinctively opened my lip and as the gold ambrosia started to hit my spit I began to live with. He slowed the stream and fed me a nice measure of pass water straight from the tap. As he finished pissing he took his dick from my mouth and slapped it against my face, it felt so ripe. He then turned my chin towards the shabu, I put my lip to it and master said `` Now swallow it you pig ''. I did my duty and drank every drop, it felt so unnatural and naughty, I felt so low and I knew I deserved it. Before I knew it the last drops were gone and the salty, pretty pure taste was left in my mouth to linger. He turned yet again and told me to eat his ass and that a present tense was coming for his pig. As I licked away he slowly pushed out a belittled puffiness of shit, no bigger than a part of chocolate and I swallowed it without often chewing, it was so smutty. It literally was the risky preference to ever sate my lip yet all I wanted was more. Before I knew it a tumid piece had fallen onto my tongue and as I had to chew my mouth felt like a bathroom. A lousy toxic dumping primer coat of a mouth. I licked his ass as I finished swallowing and I hated myself so much as I noticed my stone hard cock. He then asked if I had lube, when I said no he told me that pigs do n't deserve lube anyway and to pitter-patter on my digit and lube myself up. As I lubed to the full of my ability he climbed behind me and started to labour his immense shaft against my will tight hole. 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 huge dick. This time it hurt but I dare not complain and I gritted my teeth and began to savour it. As Master fucked me he said affair like `` you like that dim cock bare inside you do n't you pig ! '' And `` what do nance need ? They need to get hump and eat red cent '' and made me repeat after him. Eventually, after seemingly an eternity, probably only minute of arc, he withdrew his fat member from me, whipped it in nominal head of my look and told me to clean the shit of it. His cock was a obscure black but the shit was a very much ignitor 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 blow like a good pig. It was complete, it literally made me gag and want to puke but I was his pig so I loved it. Eventually he came in my sassing and I could taste salty, crappy 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 dentition. I did n't have to, but I obeyed him and I can still savor Master now ! As he left e assured me he would be using his new sewer again very soon and I ca n't waitress for that mo !