My Descent to become a whore.
Chapter One.
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I sat in the lounge and sobbed my heart out. I had only just moved here, I needed a complete break and get away from everything. My boyfriend of four years left me because he was screwing our neighbour, normally I wouldn't worry but she was a tramp and threw herself at any man and she wanted my man. We had a big row and I threw him out. I can't even say his name anymore, so I sold up and found myself a new job in London right at the other end of the country.
I sat and as I looked round I cried more and more, I had no idea how long I cried, I thought I was set for the rest of my life. I was 25 and in love with a gorgeous man 2 years older than me, I mistakenly believed we were going to be together for the rest of our lives.
I needed to get out, I needed to find a new life for myself. I connected my laptop and looked at the local gay scene, there were quite a few pubs and clubs around and I noticed that a few were into the heavy scene something that I always wanted to try with him, but he just laughed at me. "Fuck it." I said to myself, I need to do something. I dressed in my super skin tight skinny jeans that I loved and a pair of Timberlands with a tight yellow T shirt and headed out to the shops, both were a present to myself on the day I moved house. I usually wore Levi 501's and plain white loose t shirts as that was what he preferred me to wear.
My first stop was a barbers. When it was my turn, I sat in the chair. "I want a zero crop please."
"That's a bit drastic Sir. You have lovely long blond hair."
"Please just do it, I have made up my mind, I need a new life and getting my hair cut is the start."
"Okay." And he got to work. I watched as my long blond hair fell away and dropped to the floor, a small tear came to my eyes as I remembered that he loved my long hair as he loved to grab it as he fucked me. I bought myself to my senses and smiled as he shaved my hair with the clippers. I wasn't quite sure why but I was starting to get an erection inside my tight jeans. I was rubbing myself under the cape, when he spoke "What do you think?"
"I love it. Can you shave it completely?"
"You sure?"
"Never more so." He smiled and got to work.
He noticed me smiling as he worked. He whispered in my ear "you got a hard on under there haven't you." I nodded. "Thought so." He smiled and blew me a kiss and got on with his work.
He soon finished and I fucking loved the look. As I was paying him he offered me a card. "I think that if you are totally changing your image, you should go and see my brother. He runs a piercing studio, go and get yourself pierced, it will go with the shaved head."
I looked at him, paid him and as I walked out "I will, I'll go now before I change my mind." I left the barbers and looked at the card. I got my map out and saw that I needed to get a tube a couple of stations.
I got my ticket and went down to the platform and my train came along quite quickly. The train was very busy and it was standing room only, I felt what I thought was a hand on my arse but dismissed it. Then it happened again only this time more urgent, I started to get erect again, I suppose it was the situation and I hadn't had sex for ages that was something that I was never short of with him. The hand moved round to the front and felt my stiffening dick. "Nice" I heard in my ear. The train came to a stop in the station and the train started to empty and so did the hand and the body it was attached to. I never did see who it was.
'Oh well' I thought to myself and the train moved off onto the next station. I got off and up to ground level and made my way to the piercing studio, I hesitated outside the shop. The door opened and the hairdresser came out "come on in." I looked confused "Hey don't worry, you met my twin the hairdresser. I smiled and he ushered me in caressing my arse as he did so.
He showed me into his studio and asked what I wanted "I have no idea, I just wanted a total change of image."
"I see, bad break up?"
"How did you know?"
"Lucky guess. Do you trust me?"
"Yes, I think I do."
"Good." And he got to work. An hour later and a bit of pain I came out with my ears pierced, my eyebrows, my nipples and a guiche. "You okay?"
"Yeah. I love it, I never even thought about this before but I fucking love it. It is a fucking horny look." I paid him and he handed me a booklet of all the types of body piercings that can be done along with a pamphlet on how to care for them.
"When you feel you want more, come and see me." I'd be pleased to do more with you and I don't mean just the piercings." I smiled and left.
I stopped and looked at myself in the window of a shop, I smiled to myself, well I thought, I wanted a total change of image. I made my way home and indoors. I read all about how to clean the piercings and the booklet on all the others that can be done.
I got my laptop out and did some research on the club scene and also the heavier scene clubs, I noticed that they seemed to attract the leather, skinhead, rubber and Lycra crowd. They didn't exist where I lived before with him, not that I would have been allowed to go anyway. I found a few online stores that had shops in London and decided that I would go the following day.
I took my t shirt off and looked at my nipples in the mirror. I liked what I saw. I left it off and went into the kitchen and made myself a drink and some tea as I was getting hungry. I made myself a light meal and sat in the kitchen drinking a beer along with my meal.
I cleared up and moved into the lounge, I stripped off and changed into a pair of skimpy running shorts, I must have dozed off and when I woke it was getting dark, I felt as if I was being watched but couldn't see anything or anybody. I moved upstairs and went to bed 'I need some sex, my man cunt is twitching so fucking badly and needs filling.'
I woke early, fucking early it was 5am. I cleaned my piercings and went downstairs. I didn't turn on any lights as it was nearly dawn it was getting lighter. I made a coffee and sat in the lounge. I decided that I was going to visit those shops today and see what took my fancy. I still felt as if I was being watched but thought no more of it.
I made my plans, which shops to visit and in what order. I decided to wear some new denim shorts I bought. They were extremely tight and very short. I wore the Timberlands again with some football socks and as the weather promised to be good, I didn't put on a T shirt. I looked at myself and thought that I looked like a slut but then I liked the look, so fuck it and went with it.
I did a bit of housework, it didn't need doing that badly as being on my own I didn't make that much mess. I looked at the clock. It was 9am and too early to go shopping as they didn't open till 11am. I wanted some exercise anyway and went out for a walk, I took everything I needed and headed out. I made my way to the park, it was early but it was a nice day and the sun was very warm. I lay in the sunshine for a while enjoying the heat of the sun on me.
I noticed a few joggers and the morning crowd looking at me as I lay in the sunshine, I didn't care, I used to but not anymore, I suppose I was always paranoid when I was with him but not now. I looked at my watch 'good' I thought and made my way to the tube station.
I got on the train and decided against sitting and stood at one end. I wanted to see everyone and also be seen, I was so fucking horny from having no sex my dick seemed always hard and I looked down and it was showing through the tight thin denim of the shorts. A guy who was wearing a suit stood up to allow a lady to sit down he came over and stood quite close to me. I felt his hand caress my arse, I moaned a little and he turned and winked. I felt his hand slip something into the pocket of my shorts just as the train stopped and he got off. As we pulled out of the station he made a sign with his hands that meant ring me. I felt in my pocket and found his card with his mobile number on.
My stop came up and got off and made my way to the first shop on my list. I went in and the place was amazing, at least to me it was. All sorts of Leather, rubber and skinhead gear and loads and loads of different kinds of boots. I was looking round and saw loads of things that I liked not that I knew what they all were mind you. The assistant came over "Hi mate, seen anything you like?"
"Yeah loads of things, but not sure what I want."
He looked at me "you love tight clothes and you love showing off right?" I nodded "You are also a pussy boy who loves being on the receiving end?" again I nodded. "Okay, go into the fitting room and I'll chose what you want." I looked at him and something told me to obey.
"I love what you are wearing." My eyes lingered on the crotch of his skinhead jeans. He smiled "Strip off and let me get some things for you.
He came back with a rubber kilt cut very short, some rubber shorts, a few rubber T shirts and vests, rubber chaps and a rubber surf suit. Over the course of the next 45 minutes I tried everything on and showed him every piece. My dick was getting harder and harder as I tried every piece on.
"So" he said when I had finished and had put my own shorts back on. "Which pieces do you like?"
"It is a bit difficult as I like it all, every fucking piece you have shown me. What would I wear with them, on my feet I mean?
"Well you would need waders and boots like mine. What size are you?"
"11." He walked off out the back and came back with some boxes.
"Try these" and he handed me some waders. I tried them on and they fitted okay. "Now without socks."
"Why?"
"Do it pussy boy."
"Yes Sir." I said automatically without thinking. They were okay with and without socks. "Now put these football socks on and try these." He handed me some black external steel toe capped boots, they had 30 lace holes and came to my knees they took ages to get on but with his help I managed.
"Very nice." He said "Very nice indeed, they also come in cherry red" and he took one out to show me. "So what does the pussy boy want to buy?"
"I'll take everything."
"Really?"
"Yes, I wanted to change my image and having my head shaved and the new piercings were the first step and all these are the next."
"Well in that case." He said showing me some other things "Fancy becoming a skinhead like me?"
"Fuck yeah." And we smiled at each other. He got me bleached skinhead jeans with a zip that went round the arse and football socks in white and yellow. Three Fred Perry T shirts, a couple of MA1 jackets for the cooler weather. And braces also in white and yellow. "Right pussy, go and get these on you can wear them home." I took the things he held and put them on.
I came out in the skin tight skinhead jeans, a rubber Fred Perry with piss pig across the back and the black boots with yellow socks and braces. "Fucking ace." He said rubbing his crotch. "You look well fucking horny. Now get on your fucking knees" and he looked to the floor in front of him. He opened his jeans and hauled out his dick. I looked up at him and smiled. "Suck it pussy boy."
I took him into my mouth and sucked, giving a blow job was something that I knew I was good at, I took him into my throat and I felt his balls banging against my chin. He grabbed hold of the back of my head and fucked my face a few times before stopping and holding his dick deep in my throat. He relaxed and the next thing I knew he was pissing down my throat and it was going directly into my stomach.
I had never done piss before it was not something that ever crossed my mind, he was so far down my throat I never tasted him, which for a first time was okay with me. He finished his piss and face fucked me again until he moaned out and shot his load down my throat. "Thanks, I needed that." I said licking my lips "I haven't had a dick in either hole for fucking ages and I missed it. I've never done piss before, I think that I might like it given the chance." I said grinning.
"Well you have a nice throat, I just hope your arse is as good, as I want inside that and fucking soon too." He moved to the counter and sorted out the things I had purchased, I gave him my card "At least I now know your name but rather than shake my hand he leant over the counter for a kiss, nice to meet you Drew, I'm Lukas." I went a little red from embarrassment. "Why are you all red?"
"That's the first time that I had had sex with a guy and not known his name."
Lukas laughed out loud "stick with me and you'll have lots of sex with guys you don't know." He said matter of factly. "You doing anything tonight?" I shook my head. "Good, as I said I want to fuck you, you are going out with me tonight, I guess you don't know your way around London." He looked me in the eyes and I grinned broadly.
"No, I've only recently moved to London after a difficult break up, hence the total change of image. Out with the old me and in with the shaven headed and pierced me."
"Good for you, I have no idea what you looked like before but you look fucking horny to me. Just what I need myself right now." We made arrangements and were to meet in a coffee shop in Soho before heading out to a sleazy club for rubber and skinheads later that night.
I made my way home with all the bags and as I approached I noticed that the 12 year old son of my neighbour was in front of me. He turned and saw me "Fuck you've changed Drew." He looked me up and down, I much prefer the shaved head and the piercings, fucking great look on you."
"Thanks Aaron. I needed a total change of image."
"You should get all the boys wanting you dressed like that." He said smiling at me.
I went red again, I took the bull by the horns "I hope so Aaron, my sex life has been a bit dull since I moved here." Aaron smiled and we parted at the gate to his house.
I let myself in and noticed Aaron staring at me through the window of his lounge as I went up my path to my front door. I let myself in but not before giving him a smile and a little wave.
I sorted everything out and looked through all the rubber and skin gear I now had. I sat and thought to myself 'fuck what have I done, I know I wanted to change my image but Jesus fuck, had I gone too far?' Then I realised my dick was rock hard just from looking and handling my new things and then I realised that is what I wanted, really wanted. I looked through everything and decided to wear the rubber chaps with the see through rubber jock and a matching rubber vest and the waders.
I went up to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, I cleaned my piercings and decided to jump in the bath. I jumped in and decided to shave myself completely, leaving only my eyebrows as the only hair I had left on my body. I had a fairly good physique and would be ashamed standing naked. I wondered why I had decided to shave my body but then remembered back to when I was living with him. I smiled to myself if he could see me now. I douched and cleaned my arse out thoroughly as I hoped Lukas would fuck me tonight.
I dried myself and put on a jock strap that Lukas had chucked in the bag as a freebie. I wandered downstairs and put everything away with the exception of what I was wearing that night. I looked at them and wondered how I was going to get to Soho wearing that gear, I couldn't possibly walk the streets baring my arse could I. Maybe I should I thought. But then common sense won out and found some old track pants I would wear over the top.
There was a knock at the back door. I went into the kitchen forgetting I was just wearing a jock strap and noticed Aaron was at the door looking in. "Hiya Aaron" I said opening the door.
"Well look at you." Aaron was wearing shorts and flip flops. He pushed past me and made his way to the lounge, I followed.
"Aaron?" I said going into the lounge.
"Now listen here fuck-wit, I am a growing boy and I need to get off regularly and you Drew are going to let me use you anyway I wish."
"Fuck off Aaron."
"That's fuck off Aaron SIR to you fuck-wit, and no I will not fuck off." Aaron pulled down his shorts and his dick was long, fat and hard.
TO BE CONTINUED?..