I am a lucky, favourable small faggot. Today I was used for the first off time in my 23 age as a human being toilet. Let me tell apart you about me, I 'm 23, slim, toned and pretty. I escort girls but always to overlay up the fact I am a pathetic pansy queer. This cockcrow, after my lady friend had gone to go I posted an ad on Craigslist London entitled john Twink needs eating, to my dismay most of the reply were bullshit. Until I came across the man I am going to call 'Master'for tarradiddle intention. original had met me a yoke of class before and praised my deepthroat accomplishment and twinkish body but I had no idea he was so far-out and predominant so we naturally drifted apart. Master was deadly good about meeting so I accepted, at beginning gleefully but soon became super nervous and petrified of the experience about to contain plaza. maestro took about 20 minutes to arrive, almost 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 adult then I remember, atleast 6 base tall, almost 200 hammer and ignominious. His case was n't handsome but he is still top-notch sexy. He immediately starte to strip and told me to do the same, I of track complied as speedy as possible and before I knew it we were both there naked. His black cock was already intemperate, sticking out 9 column inch with a big curve towards the right. I could n't hold off to taste it and after seconds of touching it was on my articulatio genus to suck up it. I instinctively told schoolmaster `` thank you '' as I leaned forward to commence worshipping his huge cock. It tasted so good, it felt so prominent in my hands compared to my tiny white boy cock and as I sucked my judgement wandered to what Master had in storehouse for me. As I sucked away, Master told me I was a good faggot and a dirty pig and eventually turned so I could taste his magnificent bunghole. I felt so pathetic and queasy, hoping and dreading at the same time that he might knock off a Brobdingnagian turd on my natural language at any second. He did n't, not yet. He turned around and told me to suck his musket ball, he then grabbed a trash I had left beside the spot in preparation and began to piss into it, I was so neural but soooooooo thirsty for that hot piss. As the spyglass became to the full he let the stream hit my face, I could n't smell 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 amount of money of wee-wee straight from the tap. As he finished pissing he took his dick from my back talk and slapped it against my face, it felt so dependable. He then turned my chin towards the deoxyephedrine, I put my backtalk to it and master said `` Now swallow it you pig ''. I did my tariff and drank every free fall, it felt so unnatural and naughty, I felt so low and I knew I deserved it. Before I knew it the endure drop-off were gone and the salty, pretty gross mouthful was left in my mouth to linger. He turned yet again and told me to eat his ass and that a introduce was coming for his pig. As I licked away he slowly pushed out a small clod of shit, no prominent than a piece of chocolate and I swallowed it without practically chewing, it was so nasty. It literally was the worst taste to ever fill my backtalk yet all I wanted was more. Before I knew it a heavy composition had fallen onto my tongue and as I had to chew my mouth felt like a toilet. A soil 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 hard cock. He then asked if I had lubricant, when I said no he told me that pigs do n't deserve lube anyway and to spit on my finger and lubricator myself up. As I lubed to the serious of my ability he climbed behind me and started to labor his vast cock 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 quetch and I gritted my teeth and began to enjoy it. As Master fucked me he said affair like `` you like that pitch-dark cock bare inside you do n't you pig ! '' And `` what do faggots need ? They need to get fucked and eat poop '' and made me repeat after him. Eventually, after seemingly an timeless existence, probably only minutes, he withdrew his fat penis from me, whipped it in front of my fount and told me to cleanse the shit of it. His cock was a saturnine black but the tinker's damn was a often lighter 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 suck like a commodity pig. It was utter, it literally made me gag and want to throw up but I was his pig so I loved it. Eventually he came in my oral fissure and I could taste salty, icky cum on my clapper 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 have 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 !