I am a lucky, lucky piddling faggot. Today I was used for the outset time in my 23 long time as a human potty. Let me assure you about me, I 'm 23, slim, toned and pretty. I date girls but always to address up the fact I am a pathetic milksop faggot. This morning, after my girl had gone to work I posted an ad on Craigslist British capital entitled throne Twink needs feeding, to my dismay to the highest degree of the response were bullshit. Until I came across the man I am going to call 'Master'for story purposes. passe-partout had met me a couple of days before and praised my deepthroat attainment and twinkish body but I had no estimation he was so offbeat and dominant so we naturally drifted apart. Master was deadly serious about meeting so I accepted, at first gleefully but soon became first-rate flighty and petrified of the experience about to take place. Master took about 20 bit to arrive, most of which I spent masturbating and I opened the door with a spring in my step as soon as I heard a roast. captain was bigger then I remember, atleast 6 foot tall, almost 200 Egyptian pound and inkiness. His case was n't fine-looking but he is still ace sexy. He immediately starte to foray and secernate me to do the same, I of course complied as spry as potential and before I knew it we were both there naked. His black cock was already gruelling, sticking out 9 inch with a big curved shape towards the right wing. I could n't wait to taste it and after seconds of touching it was on my stifle to suck up it. I instinctively told victor `` thank you '' as I leaned forward to begin worshipping his vast peter. It tasted so good, it felt so prominent in my men compared to my diminutive white boy cock and as I sucked my mind wandered to what sea captain had in store for me. As I sucked away, Master told me I was a good poove and a dirty pig and eventually turned so I could taste his resplendent asshole. I felt so pathetic and flighty, hoping and dreading at the Lapplander time that he might drop a vast shit on my lingua at any mo. He did n't, not yet. He turned around and told me to suck his testis, he then grabbed a spyglass I had left beside the smudge in preparation and began to piddle into it, I was so anxious but soooooooo thirsty for that hot piss. As the glass became full he let the watercourse hit my boldness, I could n't smell a thing but it was so warm, I instinctively opened my rima oris and as the favourable ambrosia started to hit my natural language I began to swallow. He slowed the watercourse and fed me a nice amount of piss straight person from the tap. As he finished pissing he took his dick from my mouth and slapped it against my facial expression, it felt so good. He then turned my chin towards the glass, I put my sass to it and sea captain said `` Now unsay it you pig ''. I did my duty and drank every drop curtain, it felt so abnormal and naughty, I felt so low and I knew I deserved it. Before I knew it the utmost drops were gone and the salty, pretty thoroughgoing taste was left in my rima oris 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 pocket-sized lump of shit, no expectant than a piece of chocolate and I swallowed it without a good deal mastication, it was so nasty. It literally was the worst appreciation to ever fill my sass yet all I wanted was more. Before I knew it a larger slice had fallen onto my tongue and as I had to chew my lip felt like a commode. A sordid toxic dumping ground of a rima oris. I licked his ass as I finished swallowing and I hated myself so much as I noticed my sway hard rooster. 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 pitter-patter on my finger and lube myself up. As I lubed to the considerably of my ability he climbed behind me and started to fight his huge cock against my will tight muddle. Soon it stab 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 kvetch and I gritted my dentition and began to enjoy it. As Master fucked me he said things like `` you like that black cock bare inside you do n't you pig ! '' And `` what do faggots involve ? They need to get fucked and eat diddlysquat '' and made me repeat after him. Eventually, after seemingly an eternity, probably only minute of arc, he withdrew his fat penis from me, whipped it in social movement of my face and told me to make clean the shit of it. His cock was a shadow black but the shit 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 suck in like a good pig. It was gross, 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 smack salty, shitty cum on my glossa and naturally swallowed every drib. He told me I was a thoroughly pig as he got dressed and banned me from brushing my dentition. I did n't suffer to, but I obeyed him and I can still taste Master now ! As he left e assured me he would be using his new privy again very soon and I ca n't wait for that second !