Daddy Faggot Slave Part 18
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This is adult-oriented original fiction depicting explicit and graphic sexual situations between adult men. Things described here may be considered unsafe sex or illegal. These acts are part of a fictional story and are not recommended in real life. By reading this story you are saying you are of legal age to read such material and live where this type of reading material is legal.
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When I finally got to Master Jess's house, he was not home. I stripped naked and drank another faggot-shake that Master Jess had laid out for me then crawled into my glory hole box. I sat on a soft pile of Master Jess's dirty clothes and listened to the soothing white noise that was playing in my box. I kind of zoned out for a while, mindlessly fingering my loose fuck hole and staring at the light coming through the glory hole. Waiting and wanting and needing another cock to come through the hole. I was laser-focused on the glory hole and devoured the first dick to enter the glory hole. I was in a kind of daze all night. The white noise and all the cocks and cum made me feel good and calm. So happy and full. I dozed off for a short time with one of Master Jess's dirty tee shirts over my nose. I awoke when Master Jess knocked on the box.
"Rise and shine slut. Time to serve your Master then get to work and offer your holes to every Man with 25 cents.."
My new life had started when my wife and boss made me a cuckold and hollowed out my marriage into just a decorative shell for appearances. I was only allowed in my former home when my wife needed me to play the happy devoted husband part, or for one of her lovers to humiliate and use me while she watched. My boss fucked me and my wife on a regular basis. He insisted I be there when he fucked my wife to clean up the mess he made of her cunt and clean off his cock.
On most weekday nights, I slept at my Master and brother-in-law's house, rarely in his bed with him and often in my glory hole box. Master Jess wanted me in the box all night to be available to service customs whenever a customer wanted to unload. I was a cheap hole to use, but I was used so often, that the money added up to be substantial. Even when I fall asleep in my box, I dream of sucking dick and taking cock up my ass. I dream of being spit-roasted by every man at work on top of my desk. I dream of being spit-roasted by every man at my church. Of course, I dreamed of being spit-roasted by the young football players I used to coach. I even dreamed about being young again and being spit-roasted by both my team and the opposing team at mid-field. Every minute of the day, I was servicing real men or waiting for a cock to service, or dreaming about an endless line of cocks to be satisfied. That was my life, a hole for hard throbbing cocks.
On weekends I worked at Master Jeff's "ranch". Master Jeff always got me high, so I had no inhibition or restraint when I was servicing the guests. All ages, races, and body types, I service their cocks like am starving for meat. I am surprised how many men, especially young men, want to humiliate, whip, and use some man who looks something like their professor, their coach, their boss, or even their Dad. They pay to live out the fantasy, but my body and mind pay a price too. Nothing puts your personal bully in his place better than whipping his ass while you breed it. Well, making your "dad" your urinal is more degrading or making him kiss your ass hole. A lot of men want me to beg them for abuse, brutal fuckings, rim jobs, piss, etc., but many others just want an enthusiastic wet hole to cum in. Whatever a man wants, I do my best to provide. I'm close to cumming all weekend, but only get off if Master Jeff commands me to. That is not guaranteed at all. I have to be a perfect fag daddy, wallow in filth, or accept a lot of pain to get his approval. I'm not sure I have limits when I'm with Master Jeff, I think maybe I would do whatever he commands for the chance to cum hands-free for him.
There were breaks in the routine, but sucking cock was a constant. Master Jess had promised the pizza boy Larry that he could use me and sell me on Tuesday when he was delivering pizzas. The first surprise of Tuesday night, was Larry getting pulled over by the county sheriff.
"License and registration"
"Yes Officer"
"Larry, you know why I pulled you over. I see you have an adult driver with you today, good. Like I told you last time, you can't drive with a learner's permit without an adult, even if your dad does work for me. You're a good kid, but rules are rules. Drive save."
FUCK! LARRY IS UNDERAGE AND HIS DAD IS A COP! I'm so totally fucked. On the bright side, I'd get limitless cock in jail. I kept calm somehow till the Officer let us drive away.
"Fag, see you're useful to me in more ways than one, but now I need to use your mouth again. Don't have to tell you twice. That's it, suck me off before the first delivery. I can cum really fast when I want to. I've been unloading almost all my cum into you for weeks. I need to cum a least 2 or three times a day or go crazy. I use your mouth before school and right after school too. Sometimes I skip class to use you through the glory hole. I use you late at night too. I sleep so good after you suck my cock dry."
A cheap cum dump of a horny high school boy. Fuck, a new low for me. I fucking love young dick, but I never sucked off an underage cock, or so I thought. A Cop's kid too. No way this will end well. I needed to think of a way out, but when Larry's cock was back in my mouth, all I could think about was making him cum.
Larry sold my holes 5 times that night. Twenty dollars for a blow job, 25 dollars to fuck me safe, 30 dollars to fuck me raw, and 50 dollars for anything goes for thirty minutes. Men in rural AR, are mostly down low, so Larry made me wear a blindfold every time before he rang the customer's door. By the end of the night, 6 (I got spit-roasted at one stop) more men had seen my face and fucked it. Six more men knew I was a filthy cum guzzling perv, and I never saw their faces. Larry fed me twice more too, but he seemed more interested in my ass. He fingered my cummy hole while driving around. His cock was in my mouth, so I could not see his face, but I think he smelled and maybe even tasted his finger and the cum inside me. Larry's night ended at Master Jess's house with a long sloppy rim job followed by a facial. I made love to his hole with my tongue like it was a pussy. He had a day's worth of funk and sweat in his crack. I licked it up like syrup. When my tongue slipped up into this teenage ass hole, I felt and tasted his last shit. I should have been grossed out, but his moans and obvious pleasure spurred me on to lick deeper and faster. When he could not take it anymore, he shot his wad on my face and in my mouth.
Master Jess was really pleased when I told him how the night went. Neither of us had any doubt that Master Jess would take the kid's virginity. Larry had already learned how good my tongue felt inside him. Master was just waiting for the boy's birthday. Larry was going to get what he always needed and wanted but never knew, a thick long cock in his horny ass hole on his eighteenth birthday.
Master Jess was pleased enough with me to give me a big treat, his cock. Nothing compares to my need to please one of my Masters, I live for it. Master Jess's pleasure that night was to fuck my sloppy cummy hole with his big dick and a long thick vibrator at the same time, double penetration. I won't say that being stretched almost to the tear limit is not painful, but I can't say it was not a pleasure either. When he was ready to unload his balls, he said the magic command "CUM", and I did, hands-free, locked in chastity, my dicklet fired volleys of jizz. My grasping undulating cunt muscles milked Master Jess's balls dry. My orgasm was even stronger and more intense than the last. Pleasure so strong it almost hurt and just kept coming. Afterward, I wanted to sleep next to him, but he told me to get in my box. My glory hole box smelled like Master Jess's dirty clothes and random cum. The scent and the white noise that is always playing in my box made me feel calm and still somehow horny. I watched the light coming from the glory hole and waited hungrily for the next cock and load. I had just had one of the strongest orgasms of my life, but it wasn't enough. I needed more cock to give me more cum.
Another notable break in my new cumdump slave routine was a weekend in Saint Louis. I was sold for the weekend to an older thin dom white man. He had seen a video of me licking Boss Paul's ass clean after a shit. I have no idea how many times my amateur videos have been viewed or how many men have watched me perform. Master Jeff said the customer was both disgusted and turned on watching me "eat it like ice cream". He just had to see what it felt like. I didn't know the man at all but was ashamed that he had seen me and been disgusted by me.
Master Jeff: "I showed him the video of our first meeting too. The video where you knelt down in a public toilet and begged to lick my ass hole and my friends' asses too. Remember? I told you I was going to go ass-to-mouth on you all weekend long, and you begged me to get my buddies to fuck you ass-to-mouth too. For a price, he and his friends are my best buddies now. He has requested something special. He wants your ass au natural, no douching or prep of any kind. Start eating a normal diet instead of the faggot-shakes on Friday. Enjoy eating real food, you will taste it again when you suck their cocks clean."
The weekend started in a luxury downtown hotel. He wanted a massage first (regular message). That was followed with a great meal at "The Hill" The diner would have been romantic if I wasn't a paid faggot pig. After dinner, he had me kneel in the hotel shower and open wide for his piss. He rinsed his piss off me before fucking me like a dog on the tile floor. The only lube was one wad of spit, so his thick 7 inches hurt as he slowly forced my hole open. Once he was coated in my ass and somewhat lubed, he fucked me hard and fast. I could smell my ass and wanted to fucking die, humiliated like a little boy who crapped his pants, but it did feel good too. He unloaded in me pretty fast and his cock felt great inside me.
"Lick me clean. Don't cry baby, I'll get you more dirty cocks after you finish with mine. DO IT NOW, or I'll send you back to your owner and demand a refund. So you like being forced? Good pig. Suck like a baby pig. GODDAMN, you're a nasty pig. Do you like it? I bet my cock tastes like shit. I'm going to take a big dump soon then you can taste my shit too while you French kiss my ass hole. You will love that. Your owner told me and showed me how much you love eating dirty ass. You'll love my shit when you worship my ass hole. Want me to fart in your mouth? Beg for it piggie.
I did just what he said I would do. He found two more men off a bareback app to play in my muddy cummy hole too. I did not even try to resist but wallowed in filth like they wanted. There should be a word worse than humiliated to describe what he and strangers did to me. When he let me shower and rinse my mouth, I almost cried.
The next night was similar to the first but in a bar in East Saint Louse. The first floor was a big clean bar with a stage for drag shows. The basement had an after-hours bar. The basement looked almost like a neighborhood bar with pool tables and shuffleboard on one side but with a large dark alcove on the other side. There was an 8-foot metal urinal trough against one wall. There was a full-length mirror above the tough and all the way across. Not a bar for pee-shy guys, and clothing was optional and not encouraged. My temporary owner stripped me as we arrived. After 3 AM the place got busy, and that is when he bent me over a pool table and slowly fucked me. This fuck was almost dry too, so I was in obvious pain even as I submissively took his cock. He was extremely verbal and put on a great show for about 20 minutes before breeding me. He had his dirty cock going down my throat when he said to the crowd
"Try out the hole. Tight and I already lubed it for you."
Not my first gang-bang by a long shot, but my first in a totally public place under the bright lights of pool tables. The place closed at 5 AM, and the men were done with me a little before that. He saved the best (worst?) for last. I was lying on my back with a big anonymous cock fucking my cum dripping dirty ass hole, Some other dude was using my face and tongue for an ass wipe. His muscular hairy ass crack was nearly smothering me and not even remotely clean. My temporary owner said the magic command.
"CUM"
It was the first time I had ever cum hands-free for anyone other than one of my Masters. Every man in the bar cheered as I moaned into the ass hole on my face and my hole clamped down on the fat cock using my ass.
"Good Pig "
I had become a dumb faggot addicted to the mind-bending pleasure of cumming hands-free. I didn't give a shit if the chastity cage was on my worthless dick or not, my cum came from deep inside me, and cumming was all that mattered. The pleasure had a price, I didn't care. Dignity, yeah right, I gave that away months ago. The price was pain, sure, but lots of men had hurt me for months too. Being a good pig, an enthusiastic begging pig without limits, that was the price. After I had cum, in the few minutes of post-orgasm sanity, I could see what I had become and see no way out. In a very few minutes, I wouldn't want out. All I would want is the next cock and the next high, and to cum at any price.
Author's Note: Links to some of my other stories are below. Many parts of my stories are based on my real-life experience with artistic license. Some stories are more fictional than others. I love chatting with my readers about the stories and/or the events that inspired them. I am always looking for new real experiences too. New experiences to fuel new nifty stories. I am based in Memphis TN and would love to hear from men who enjoy my writing and/or are interested in the backstories.
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