Picked Up a Hitcher 16
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I love to hear from men who read my stories. Story ideas and suggestions welcome. I live in Memphis. I try to add local flavor to the stories.
Mark picked up my worn out cum dripping ass from the tattoo parlor at closing time. I washed up in the Men's room before we left. When I saw my face in the mirror, I was disgusted with how low I had come. The cum on my face was from Men I did not know. Did not even see their face, but I had their sperm in and on me. I had literally been a cum dump for the tattoo artists and for one customer who heard the fucking sounds and decided to add his DNA to my mouth. I wondered if the owner even knew the guy was using the bound cum whore in the back of his shop? I soon found out.
Mark " Tom, what do I owe you? How much of a discount did my pussy-boi earn?"
Tom " Paid in full. The Men loved how the fag moaned and whimpered while he drained their nuts. Made so much noise a customer caught on, so I had to give him a turn. Worked out great cause he tipped big. You could say I pimped him out to cover your bill."
Mark "Awesome!"
So that night, I was not just a horny jizz whore, I was a rent-a-cum dump. The only break I caught that night was when I got home. My wife was a sleep and did not wake up as I cleaned up to sleep in our bed.
The next few days were almost normal. I still brought Mark his morning coffee every day and serviced his morning wood, but other than that, my life was average. I worked out with Morgan every day, but he treated me like a workout buddy not a pussy-boi to humiliate and use. I started to hope that this all might work out. I guessed that for Mark the novelty and excitement of owning a sex slave was wearing off, and Morgan had his own boy(s) to use and abuse. Every day I was getting to suck-off the Man I had fantasied about for years. Soon I would be working with Mark and Morgan and would get their cocks and loads often and maybe without being pushed out of the closet. I stopped initiating sex with my wife and she did not seem to care or notice. Life was good.
Then the e-mail came with "Tatoo Parlor Whore" in the subject.
Hey Chris, remember me? I'm the Man that feed you fresh cum from your ass and washed it down your throat with my piss. Sure you remember, but did you figure out who I am? I recognized you as soon as I saw you "A-framed" between two dudes fucking holes and you loving it. Tom said you have two Masters, but I'm guessing you are a newbie since your coworkers and friends do not know your secret yet. It can say that way if you're a good fag for me. I bought the security video (maybe more of a voyeur video) of you from Tom (a real business Man) and posted an edited version to Xtube. I'm saving the part that shows your face .... for now anyway. You will not tell anyone. I will contact you when I'm ready to play with my new closet case fag.
I sat there at work for a minute or two staring at my phone. I had to look, so I clicked the link to the video. It had lots of views and comments. Mostly bottoms wishing they were me and a few Tops saying what they would like to do with the whore's fag holes. I could barely breathe and I could feel my pulse race. I had to mute the sound because I was at my desk at work, and the Man was right, I had made a lot of noise while I was fucked senseless. The anxiety was too much and I went home early.
A new email arrived early that evening "Let's Play Fag Boi" in the subject
Be by your locker at the French Riviera Gym at 3:30 AM (open 24 hours for your use ;). I know you still have a membership even if your Master makes you work out at the YMCA now. There will be a blackout hood on the bench. Put it on and strip. Assume the position with your ass pussy facing north. Make sure your hole is clean and lubbed.
I had to do it. No choice. If Master Mark found out I would end up bloody, but if I didn't the dude would out me as a bottom pig and my life would be ruined anyway. Part of me wanted to do this. Dangerous sex in a public locker room late at night. The thought of it got my juices were pumping. I set my phone to ring at 2:40, but I was awake before then. I mumbled something to my wife about an emergency at work and was gone. I had not been to this gym for weeks, but I guess my new secret master had seen me there. I wracked my brain trying to put a face with the voice of the Man that face fucked me last at the tattoo parlor, but it was hard to think straight with so much adrenalin in my blood. The blackout mask on the bench had one opening over my lips. As I bent over locker room bench and spread my legs, I could not see anything and could not hear well. I felt the cool air from air conditioner on my exposed hole wet with lub. My cock tried to get hard, but the chastity cage would not let me go full mast. That did not stop me from dripping my precum onto the hard wooden bench. It seemed like I waited forever. I wondered if this was some kind of cruel joke. Leave the fag naked in the gym till he is beaten or arrested or both. Maybe Master Mark would show up and start beating my face for trying to get fucked without his permission. I stopped thinking that kind of shit when the smell of sweat and crotch hit me in the face.
That was my 1st clue that I was not alone. My mouth automatically dropped open and my excitement doubled. The scent of man sweat and balls makes me a mindless animal. I stopped thinking about where I was. All I wanted was to taste those nuts. The mystery man pulled my face to his wet rank crotch and held it tight. All I could do was breath in the scent and wait. He moved my face down to his hairy nuts 1st. I licked the salty balls with long deliberate strokes.
"You like cleaning my balls. I knew you would. Lay down on the bench. Going to soak both my hairy nuts in your mouth. .... Yea got your fag hatch stretched wide now with my sweaty balls. How does all that hair feel on your tongue? Fuck I love hearing fags try to talk with a mouth full of my junk. If I had more time I would make you lick the sweat from my toes all the way to my pits, but just have time to give you one more treat before the real fun starts. Stick out your tongue and say please"
I had no idea what this man looked like, but I knew what his sweat tasted like and that his ass was hairy like a bear. Sweat soaked hairy ass crack was dragged across my tongue. The aroma was over powering.
"Yea, lick it you nasty bitch. Lick it clean and fresh. You get off on this. You wish the locker room was full men, so I could line up them to wipe their ass on your face. Stand up, time for the main event. Your Masters have you in cheap off the shelf chastity device. I'll have you out of that in 2 minutes and in to an ingenious steel ring I designed and made."
He did have the lock off and my cock free quickly. He did it without breaking it somehow. The cold metal cock ring he clamped around my junk felt heavy and wide.
"This ring has a real lock on it. No one except me or a man with bolt cutters is taking this off you, but that is not the special part. I welded a one way cable orifice to the bottom of the cock ring. A thin steal cable only goes forward though the orifice. It can't be backed out. Once the cable is synched tight, a boi is locked to whatever the cable is attached to. In your case, the end of the cable will be attached to the base of a fat butt pug. Reach down, feel it before I cuff your hands behind your back. Feels real solid doesn't it. The cable is nice and stiff. When you squat on the butt stretcher, that stiff cable will be forced through the cable orifice and lock more and more of the ass stretcher in your boi twat. I got this idea from watching a "Saw Movie". Have you ever been fisted? No? Well this is going to hurt like hell then and be so much fun for me. The ass toy you will enjoy this morning is "13 Ridges of Hell". It starts out with a normal size head, but gets fatter as your cunt lips slide over the ridges. There are 13 ridges and the 13th ridge is about as wide as a fist. Of course the "13 Ridges of Hell" is strapped to the bench. If you want to get free before the 1st men start coming in this morning ( I think a cop usually come in early to workout), you will force all 8 inches of length and 13 ridges up your cunt. Once you are fully stretched and impaled, you can reach the cuff keys and be free in no time. Free to use your hands to pull off the mask and unbuckle the ass stretcher from the bench. You will still be impaled on an ass tree until I unlock your new cock ring. If you manage to get loose in time, hobble out back to the alley by the dumpsters, put the hood back on and drop your pants. If you make it there in time, I'll unlock your cock and ass."
He kept telling me I did not have much time, but he was in no hurry to start the ordeal. After my hands were cuffed, he made me bend over and mouth fuck myself to lube the top of the ass spreader. I got three rings past my lips before I started to gage. He grabbed a hand full of my hair and controlled the pace. He was a talker and made sure I knew what I looked like throat fucking a butt toy. I'm sure the whole length of the thing was coated with slim dripped from my gagged throat before he made me squat on it.
"How does that feel? No need to answer, your hard cock says it feels great in your cunt. Won't feel nearly so good when it is all in you. That does it. You're locked on it now. Try to stand straight."
A painful tug on my balls confirmed what he said.
"Squat down more. Take it deeper while I watch then try to back off it . Can't can you? Feel the cable side over your nuts getting tighter every move you make? Your only way out of this is down. About 6 more inches & 10 rings down. You'll figure out how wide as your pussy lips stretch to the limit. I like you Chris. I hope you can take it all in time. If not, your ass will already be opened up when you get to jail. See you out back in the alley in 15 minutes or I'll see you on the evening news."
I wasted no time. I knew I would not go to jail even if I had to rip my ass lips to get away. The next two ridges slipped in easily. Mark had a fat cock and he and Morgan had double fucked my ass once. The pain started before I was half way down. With the cable lock on I could not even go back and forth to open myself up. I thought about just dropping and letting my weight do the work. The pain would be awful, but fast. I did not do it for fear of really fucking up my insides. I took deep breaths and popped another segment up my cunt every 30 breaths. I thought the last two segments might rip my pussy lips. After this ordeal that is always the way I thought of my hole. I was crying and begging him to let me loose even though I was sure he had left. I had lost count of the ridges when my fingers touched something metallic. I could have accidentally knocked the key out of reach, but I was lucky. I arched my back as much as possible while impaled on an ass toy and got the key between my fingers. I fumbled trying to get the key to the lock, The "13 Ridges of Hell" dildo was only held to the bench with two leather straps and Velcro, so I was hobbling to the alley way in no time after my hands were free. I did not even hesitate to drop my shorts and put the sweat soaked hood back on.
"Good boy. You deserve a treat. Get down on your knees. I'm going to let you cum. Let you cum with your ass stretched open wider than it has ever been and my cock and cum in your throat. Don't cum till you taste mine. I'm sure you won't have any trouble getting your nut when you taste mine."
His cock head was covered in prcum. He must have enjoyed my ordeal more than me. He throat fuck me balls deep. He plastered my throat with his sperm in less than 2 minutes. He was right, I came in buckets while he seeded my mouth. I had days of cum built up in my balls and my hole was actually trying to milk that torture tool in my cunt while I came.
It hurt like hell when I pulled the ass stretcher out too. The last thing he said to me that morning was.
"Keep the mask for next time. Here is your chastity cage. Put it back on so Mark won't figure out you're a cheating whore and hurt you."