The Making of a Raunch Pig by: smoothslave@att.net
This story is true and depicts acts of a homosexual nature. If you are underage or offended by this type of behavior, please do not read any further.
A special thank you to all who have sent pig emails concerning the story. They are greatly appreciated and most welcome.
Chapter 13
** Pimped out to the mechanic **
SIR quickly realized that he had a good thing going with pig servicing his friends for favors. So when he met up with Craig at the local gay watering hole, he sent his plan in motion. You see, Craig was a local mechanic and knew his vehicles like the back of his hand. SIR thought this was the best deal of all. He gloated as he told pig the news of his encounter with his new best buddy. Fucking right. Oil changes and tune-ups on his vehicle and for all of his friends. And what a fucking deal.. It would only cost him pigs services. As it turns out, Craig was a married man. Yeah this worked for him as well, he could have pig do all of the things that his pretty little wife at home would not. Things that he would never dare ask her to do, but with pig, hell that was no problem. Greg told him what a faggot it was. Showed him the pictures of his property with its' legs spread and cunt filled to the max. Craig saw what a faggot it was, knew he could push hard and fast and get as nasty as he wanted. Yeah, this deal suited SIR and Craig just fne.
Pig entered the garage wearing jeans, sandals, and a white t-shirt. It wasn't sure what to expect on this day. It had received a call from SIR and was ordered to show up at this location at 5:00 pm. Actually, the message was "Get your fucking fag cunt over to Craig's garage. Be there at 5:00 sharp you fucking piece of shit."
"Be right out, just finishing up" a husky voice called out from the back room.
"ok.. no problem."
A few minutes passed and out walks this young man. He was about 6 feet tall with long dirty blonde hair tied in a pony tail. His clothing, face and hands smeared with grease from his longs days work. He stood and looked pig over.
"You the fag ?"
"umm Greg sent me over."
"Turn around let me get a look at the backside." pig feeling stupid, tuned slowly so he could see. Finishing its' turn and now making eye contact with Craig once again.
"Have a seat over there and get comfortable. I have to close up first."
He locked up the front door to the office and pulled the two heavy garage doors shut. There noise rattling inside the shop as they came to a loud bang on the cement floor. He then picked up the phone and called his wife.
"Hello babe.. Listen I am going to be at work a bit. Got this car in last minute and this guy really needs it to be fixed tonight. Yeah ok. Sure I will pick it up on the way home. Love you too. Bye."
He hung up the phone, wiped the grease stained sweat on his forehead and made his way over to pig.
"Stand !!" pig rose from the chair and faced Craig.
He grabbed at pigs shirt and ribbed it off its' body. Tearing the white fabric to shreds, pig could feel the fabric dig into its' neck then give way and fall off of its' shoulders.
"I fucking told you to get comfortable your fucking fruit. That means nude. I saw the pics and talked with Greg. You are too be nude when in here."
He grabbed at pigs jeans and undid the button then yanked them down its' legs. pig stepped out and he threw them across the room.
"Take the sandals off faggot." pig undid the straps and stepped out of the brown leather.
"Hand them to me, turn around,, bend over and grab your ankles faggot."
it placed the sandals in his hands, turned and bent over.
Craig came up to pig and rubbed its' ass, sticking his filthy finger down the crevice and onto its hole. He slipped his finger in roughly, turned his hand and hooked his finger inside. Then lifted up and pig rose to the balls of its' feet.
"Yeah good faggot. You knew what I wanted you to do.."
He pulled his finger out and smeared it on pigs back. He positioned himself on the side of pig and held onto its' waist. With the sandal in his right hand he beat its' ass with the sole. Taking time to make sure each cheek was smacked hard. pig moaned as its' ass cheeks got hotter and more sore with each blow. It could smell the oil, grease and sweat on his clothing as the navy blue fabric rubbed against its side.
"Good and red now faggot. Spread your legs apart, time for a little game. Okay you count it out.. We get to 50 without you crying and I will stop. You cry and we start all over again."
Craig whacked away at pigs ass as it counted out each slap. 1 2 3 4... His beating becoming harder with each crack of the sandal. 15, 16, 17... Now working on the back of pigs thighs, the sole digging in and leaving their mark on its skin. 37 38 39.... His arm holding pig tight around the waist when another blow hit its' ass. Pig tried to zone itself out, just keep counting and then it will stop. Almost there.. Just hold on it thought to itself. 46 47 48... The gush of wind coming from underneath, the pain locking onto pig and turning its' stomach inside out. The 49 th blow precise and determined, coming into contact with pigs ballsack. Flattening its' nuts to its' body. pig cried out in pain, its' body getting weak as the wave of nausea washed over inside.
"Oh you didn't make it. Have to start all over again."
Craig laughed and held onto pigs limp body. "Start..."
pig counted out again as he beat its' ass and legs and once again the 49th blow came into contact with its' balls. Tears filled it's eyes and it moaned out loud.
"You must like this huh faggot. Getting a good spanking on your fag ass. Must remind you of when daddy spanked your bare ass. Did you get all fucking hot and horny when he did it.. Start"
This time pig was ready.. Knew what was going to happen. It counted out and when the gush of air was coming towards its' balls it clamped it's mouth shut and bit into its' lips. The pain went through its' nuts and up into the pit of its' stomach. Its' legs trembled and tears streamed down its' face. But it didn't make a sound. Not a word or a whimper. Instead it slumped and trembled as he held it tightly to his body.
"Yeah faggot. That's the way I like them.. Nice and red and fucked up."
He let go of pig and it fell to the floor, its' body weak from the beating. He just laughed and kicked at its' naked body. Probing the red marks on its' thighs and ass with his metal tipped work boot. He reached down and grabbed pig by the ankles and began dragging its' limp body over the cement floor. Splatters of grease and gook attaching itself to its' stomach and arms. When he reached the back of the garage he turned it over and spit on its' face, then rubbed it in with the sole of his boot.
"Fuck you faggot. You look like a sick little fuck. Lick the sole of my fucking boot you piece of trash."
Pig licked the grime on his boot as he ran it over its' face, the nubs of the sole digging into the flesh and leaving black marks as he ran the boot back and forth. The specks of dirt lining its' tongue, the grit making its way in between its' teeth and coating its' mouth, leaving the strong taste of dirt and guck behind. Pig was slowly sinking lower and lower.
Pig lay on the floor and watched as Craig sat in a broken down metal chair and removed his boots and work socks. The white athletic socks all grungy and black with dirt and sweat. His feet now rubbing their all day stink and flavor over pigs face. Pig trying not to let him down, trying to avoid another beating licking and slurping at the sweat from between his toes, holding back its' gag reflexes as the odor washed over its' face and invaded its' nostrils. He ran his feet over pigs mouth, its' chest and stomach and gabbed at its' cock and balls.
"Fucking smooth and filthy you little fucking twat.. Get on your knees now faggot. I want my cock in that fucking queer mouth of yours."
Pig rose to its' knees, the cold cement biting into the skin, its' ass on fire and legs sore. Craig unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it out of his pants, the sweat from his body strong and penetrating. He leaned back a bit and undid the top button on his work pants then scooted them down around his ankles. His cock and balls pulled out between the "y" in his sweat soaked briefs and he leaned back and clasped his hands behind his head.
Pig leaned in and licked at the thick coating of hair on his low hanging balls. The dark blonde hair was long and wet from sweat, his balls smelling totally unwashed and rancid. Pig licked and sucked on each nut, the hair sliding between its' front teeth like wiry dental floss as his balls got bathed with its' tongue. His balls fully slathered in spit, it worked its' way to his semi-erect cock. The tip pink and throbbing in its' mouth as pig ran its' tongue over the shaft. It worked its' tongue and mouth making a suction trying to get his cock hard, trying to get him to cum, trying to get this nightmare over with. It wanted to get home and lay in a warm tub, get the soreness out of its body and forget all about Craig. But his cock remained semi-hard no matter what pig tried to do to please him. Then it had a thought.. It looked up at him with its mouth wrapped around his cock.
"Yeah faggot.. suck my cock.."
"SIR can pig lick your asshole SIR?"
"You fucking scum.. You think I'm a faggot like you !!!"
"oh mmm no SIR.. just thought you would like it SIR."
"You think I want something licking my asshole ? You fucking freak of a fucking twat. You think I'm queer bait like you?"
"oh no SIR not at all SIR.. umm just want to please you SIR.
didn't mean to get you angry or anything SIR. it's okay SIR..
won't mention it again SIR. sorry SIR"
He grabbed pig by the hair and yanked it off his cock. Several back handed slaps landed on pigs face as it tried to cower away, tried to protect itself. What the fuck did it just do to itself. Got him all pissed off and crazed.
"You want to eat my ass hole faggot.. Then my seat has got to be warm."
Several more slaps across it face, the sting lasting as the red welts rose on its' cheeks. His hands pushing on pigs neck sending it on its' back on the floor. It's head making contact with the cement floor leaving sparkles of light shifting around in its eyesight. Craig stepping out of his work pants and kicking them to the floor, his white briefs lowered showing off a thick patch of dark blonde hair above his cock and running down the side of his thighs. His body now over the top of pig, his legs on either side. The full weight of his body on pigs chest as he planted his ass and then slid forward. His cock then balls running up pigs face as his hole coming into target. The hair under his balls wet and stinky as they passed over pigs lips and tongue. The soft spot between his cheeks now on pigs open mouth. The long hair from his asshole slowly creeping into the opening and his rank taste invading pigs mouth. He must not have been the best customer of toilet paper in the world, his ass tasting like a toilet. Sweaty, musky, and bitter as pig lapped at his hole. Pig could feel his cock harden on top of its' head as it stuck it's tongue deep into his asshole. The warmness spreading over its' tongue as he rocked his body back and forth fucking himself on pigs extended tongue. He moaned and pushed out on his ass lips allowing pig in deeper, the bitterness spreading itself into pigs mouth, making it one with his asshole. He must have realized that he was enjoying it too much, he straightness kicking in, his macho now failing in his own mind.
Craig quickly rose up, positioned his cock at pigs mouth and rammed it down its' throat. There pig lay as he raped its' mouth. The full weight of his body crushing its' head as he pumped in and out. His hand wrapped around pigs head, holding it tightly in place. His cock thick and meaty, the head mushroom shaped and leaking pre-cum as he forced it in and out of the opening.
"Oh fuck.. you fucking freak... yeah you fucking piece of faggot shit.."
His cock now busting with cum into pigs mouth, down its' throat. It got to taste some of his liquid as he pumped in and out, the saltiness passing over its' tongue and clinging to the back of its' throat, coating it with his sperm. He pumped a few more times into pigs mouth then rolled off and lay on the floor. His stomach glistening with sweat, rising up and down quickly with his breath.
"You fuck.. "
"Glad you liked SIR.. umm your cock is so big and thick."
"Yeah you fuck.. you like big cock faggot"
"yes SIR.. like all kinds SIR."
"Yeah? you like nig fucking cock in your asshole faggot"
"yes SIR..."
"On your knees faggot..."
What ?? he just came.. There was no way he was going to do it again. Pig just wants to get the hell out of here and go home.. It thought to itself as it re-positioned on the floor, it ass sticking out facing in Craig direction.
He positioned himself behind pig and ran his dirty fingers up and down its' ass crack. His spit landing on pigs back and running down into the crevice, his fingers now digging in deeper. The rough skin on his well worked hands scraping pigs cunt lips like sandpaper on soft wood. He reached to the left of pig and grabbed a bottle of motor oil. The thick cold liquid running into pigs crack and over his hand. The slickness allowing him to enter in deeper. Four of his fingers making their way into the opening, his hand thick and rough, twisting back and forth in and out. Pig moaned as his thumb bent and began its entrance. Its' cunt now becoming just as sore as the red welted skin surrounding it.
"Yeah faggot.. this is what you need. Greg said you liked to be a human popsicle. You look like a fucking loser attached to my arm."
His hand sliding deep within, rocking pig on its' knees. His fingers balling up inside of pigs cunt. Spreading its' hole wide, making pig tremble and lose itself in sexual heat. Pigs mouth open and leaking spit form the corner as he increased his motion. His balled up hand pulling on its' ass lips, spreading them around the thickness and then giving way as he pushed deep within. Pig moaning, legs shaking as he made his way into the pit of its' stomach. Its' body rocking with tension each time his knuckles passed over its' prostate. Pigs cock pulsating and spewing out cum onto the cement floor as his invasion into its' cunt continued. Pig crying out in pain as its' fisting not lost its' pleasure. Craig laughing and ramming his hand in and out with force. His finger grabbing at pigs nub inside and pushing it flat, making it feel like it had to piss and cum all at the same time. He continue until pig became weak and slumped down, beaten, used and spent. His hand pulling slowly out of pigs cunt, his knuckles spreading the skin of its' ass lips. Leaving them red and gaping. His hand now free and a mixture of juices and oil running down the sides of pigs thighs.
"Yeah you do like big cocks faggot. Tell Greg that its' time for another oil change. Same payment as before.."
He laughed as he said it. Letting pig know it would not be the last time it had to serve him.
"Now get dressed and get the fuck out of here. You make me want to fucking puke. You fucking loser."
It dressed as fast as it could and left the garage. It's body was so sore that it cried out in pain as it sat behind the wheel and pulled its' car out onto the road. The events of the night evident in the rear view mirror, as dirt and grime clung to its' skin, its' cunt throbbing ragged and leaking fluid like an old car, the taste and rank of his asshole and feet covering pigs face. It wiped away the tears in its' eyes, licked its' lips and smiled at the reflection.
Another customer satisfied for SIR.
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