I am a lucky, lucky little pansy. Today I was used for the first base time in my 23 days as a homo toilet. Let me tell you about me, I 'm 23, slim, toned and pretty. I date girls but always to cover up the fact I am a pathetic sissy faggot. This dawning, after my lady friend had gone to work I posted an ad on Craigslist London entitled lavatory Twink needs feeding, to my disheartenment most of the replies were bullshit. Until I came across the man I am going to scream 'Master'for story role. skipper had met me a duo of twelvemonth before and praised my deepthroat skills and twinkish body but I had no melodic theme he was so kinky and prevailing so we naturally drifted apart. lord was deadly serious about meeting so I accepted, at first gleefully but soon became A-one uneasy and rigidify of the experience about to take away place. Master took about 20 minutes to go far, most of which I spent masturbating and I opened the door with a outpouring in my step as soon as I heard a knock. Master was crowing then I remember, atleast 6 foundation tall, almost 200 British pound and blackness. His facial expression was n't liberal but he is still super sexy. He immediately starte to uncase and state me to do the Saami, I of course of action complied as quick as possible and before I knew it we were both there naked. His ignominious cock was already gruelling, sticking out 9 inches with a big curve towards the right field. I could n't wait to try out it and after second base of touching it was on my knee to suck it. I instinctively told sea captain `` thank you '' as I leaned forward to start out worshipping his Brobdingnagian cock. It tasted so safe, it felt so large in my hands compared to my tiny white boy cock and as I sucked my psyche wandered to what Master had in memory for me. As I sucked away, Master told me I was a practiced faggot and a dirty pig and eventually turned so I could try his splendiferous motherfucker. I felt so pathetic and nervous, hoping and dreading at the same time that he might send away a huge turd on my tongue at any s. He did n't, not yet. He turned around and told me to suck his bollock, he then grabbed a chicken feed I had left beside the spot in preparation and began to piss into it, I was so anxious but soooooooo thirsty for that hot piss. As the methamphetamine hydrochloride became full he let the current hit my case, I could n't sense a thing but it was so warm, I instinctively opened my mouth and as the golden nectar started to hit my tongue I began to swallow. He slowed the stream and fed me a nice sum of weewee heterosexual from the tap. As he finished pissing he took his dick from my lip and slapped it against my brass, it felt so skillful. He then turned my chin towards the glass, I put my lips to it and master said `` Now immerse it you pig ''. I did my duty and drank every bead, it felt so unnatural and naughty, I felt so low and I knew I deserved it. Before I knew it the end drops were gone and the salty, pretty flagrant taste perception was left in my mouth to linger. He turned yet again and told me to eat his ass and that a acquaint was coming for his pig. As I licked away he slowly pushed out a small puffiness of shit, no bragging than a piece of chocolate and I swallowed it without practically chewing, it was so nasty. It literally was the bad sense of taste to ever replete my rima oris yet all I wanted was more. Before I knew it a heavy piece had fallen onto my tongue and as I had to chew my mouth felt like a toilet. A contaminating toxic dumping ground of a sass. I licked his ass as I finished swallowing and I hated myself so much as I noticed my rock intemperately cock. He then asked if I had lubricant, when I said no he told me that fuzz do n't deserve lube anyway and to pitter-patter on my finger and lube myself up. As I lubed to the advantageously of my ability he climbed behind me and started to advertise his immense cock against my will tight mess. 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 passkey was again impaling me on his huge dick. This metre it hurt but I dare not quetch and I gritted my dentition and began to savor it. As Master fucked me he said thing like `` you like that blackened cock bare inside you do n't you pig ! '' And `` what do pouf demand ? They need to get sleep with and eat crap '' and made me repeat after him. Eventually, after seemingly an timeless existence, probably only bit, he withdrew his fat member from me, whipped it in front of my grimace and told me to clean the bastard of it. His putz was a dark black but the asshole 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 dependable pig. It was staring, it literally made me gag and want to puke but I was his pig so I loved it. Eventually he came in my mouth and I could taste salty, stinking cum on my tongue and naturally swallowed every drop cloth. He told me I was a practiced pig as he got dressed and banned me from brushing my teeth. I did n't let 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 !