USED LIKE A BITCH by pigbottom_28@yahoo.com
Being a 29 year old versatile sex pig in NYC is a hell of a lot of fun. I am a waiter/actor and I am way cute. I have been considered cute for around 15 years now -- ever since I first got fucked by one of my dad's close friends. I guess I may have been cute before then, but I didn't realize it. Anyway, I learned early on to love sucking cock, eating ass and getting fucked by big cock. When I got to college, I was pleased to find that I was just as good a top as I was a bottom. Being real cute, blonde and hung made me appealing to both tops and bottoms and I got the best of both worlds.
At school, I learned that being versatile makes you everyone's best friend. It is pretty easy for me to find sex cause I am happy either way. There were many times when I was real horny in school. I was always able to find a slutty bottom to fuck and feed my seed to, and just as many times when I needed cock and would find a hot jock ready to fuck my tight boyhole. My best sex was usually with other piggy versatile guys cause we would wind up fucking with wild abandon, cumming in each other's holes, slapping each other and just getting into every scene imaginable.
Now that I live in NYC, I have an awesome time all the time. Lots of my friends are other hot actors, and sexy Hispanic waiters. There isn't a day that goes by that a hot businessman doesn't slip me his phone number and e-mail address. And little twink boys can't seem to get enough of me. They take one look at my tight muscled bod and the nice bulge in my jeans and they basically beg to get their little slutty holes fucked.
I also have a real "thing" for ethnic guys. I love Arabs, Israelis, Turks and other exotic fellas the best and the feeling seems to be pretty mutual. These guys seem to love hanging out with a hot blonde white guy who is totally confident with his sexuality and everything else. We tend to get real piggy with each other and I find ethnic guys usually are real comfortable with the things I hold dear -- water sports, fisting, cbt, and cum cum cum.
My upstairs neighbor is a total God. He is half-Turkish and half-Indian, 26 years old, kinda dark but not really -- just a gorgeous multi-ethnic look that no one could determine his origin. I'm not even sure if he is really from Turkey and India. He may just as likely be from Egypt and Canada, or Greece and France. Who knows? Who cares? Either way, he is a hung, amazing God and I am desperately obsessed with him. When I get into a guy like this there is no turning back. As much as I love being slutty and versatile sometimes a guy comes along who makes me just want to be his total slave. His name is Omar and he is AMAZING!
Anyway, Omar has a boyfriend, and probably a girlfriend too. I don't know. This guy can have anything he wants. He has a huge nine inch uncut cock that just drips precum all the time and he is so damn aggressive in bed its like a circus or a hurricane or something altogether its own -- sex with Omar is a masterpiece. With Omar, I am not versatile at all! I am Mr. Pig Bottom himself.
Omar is pretty busy with his life. I imagine he has some big important job on Wall Street, an active social life and a totally thrilling sex life, but every once in awhile he will show up at my door, push me aside and make me do all kinds of wonderful things with him. He usually grabs a beer first and eats whatever I have in my fridge. Sometimes he will start out with a light affectionate slap across my face or he'll spit on me. Other times he will push me down to the floor, pull down his pants and urinate all over me. He is marking his territory and I understand that entirely. From the moment he enters my apartment, Omar owns me. I am his shit and he can do anything he wants with me.
The guys who I top would be shocked to see me with Omar. They are used to me being cocky and confident, shoving my cock up their holes and making sure they have a damn good time. With Omar I am a submissive bitch in heat. I live to lick his toes and eat his asshole clean. I want his cum in everyone of my pores. I want him to use me and treat me like his whore and his mistress and whatever else he may want at the moment. If he wants a massage for two hours, I am his. If he needs a foot stool while he watches TV that's cool too. I am here to serve him and be his total and complete slave-dog-boy.
So, last night Omar knocked on my door while I was online choosing who I should fuck for the night. I had a few options; one was a cute twenty year old who I had met in a movie theatre recently. Another was a forty year old guy who sucked cock like a Hoover and a third guy was this totally submissive bottom boy who wanted me to come over, rape his hole and leave. These were all interesting options, but when that door knocked, my cock stood at attention and my heart skipped a beat. I knew I was in for a fun evening.
I went over to the door and opened it, astonished to see that Omar looked even better than I remembered. He worked out all the time, so every time I saw him, he was a little buffer, a little tanner and a little more confident and nasty. Omar told me to make him some dinner and that he was gonna watch TV for awhile. He said, "you can service my feet in between cooking, but fuck up my food, and I'm gonna give you a beating." Now, I love when a top says something like that. How am I supposed to respond? I mean, I want the beating, but I don't to disappoint him. I remember one time a guy told me not to call my hole a pussy cause he didn't want to fuck pussy. He told me I would be in deep trouble if I said anything about pussy while we were fucking. For whatever reason, perhaps the excitement of the moment and the fact that I almost always call "hole" pussy, in the middle of our session, I said "yeah, fuck that boypussy." He immediately pulled out and seriously started punching me. I couldn't tell whether he thought he was punishing me or rewarding me, so I guess this scene can get pretty baffling. If he really wanted to punish me, I think he would get up and leave, although I tend to think that would turn me on on some level too. There's nothing quite as hot as losing your dignity for a man.
Anyway, I got to work making Omar something I thought he would like; a vegetable lasagna and a salad. In between cooking steps, I would go over to him, get on my knees and suck on his beautiful sexy dark toes. I placed my slutty tongue in between his dirty toes and licked his hard nails. I spent lots of time servicing and massaging his amazing big toes. When he wanted to reward me he would put just a little bit of energy in and gently push his foot forward into my mouth. Just a little, not enough so that he was really putting any effort in, but enough so that I would feel some pressure from my hot God. What I really love is when he full out assaults with me with his feet and cock -- when he shoves his foot hard against my face like he's stepping on me. Hurting me and treating me like the whore I am makes me smile and cum.
I alternated between servicing his feet and cooking his dinner. I was a typical wife or girlfriend to Omar and it felt nice. When the food was almost ready, I returned to Omar to find him laying on his stomach on my sofa. He had his underwear off and when he heard me enter he said "eat my hole bitch." I ran to his butt and shoved my tongue all the way up his skanky hot ethnic hole. It was clear he handed showered any time recently. He probably had sex this morning, worked out, went to work, took a run, had sex again, and came over. At this point in the day, he was one dirty boy and my tongue responded in total submission. Love a dirty, sweaty, sexy hole to eat. I wanna feel like I am cleaning him and making him feel like the God he is. I'm sure he probably never wipes. He probably just goes from one boy or girl to another and keeps his ass clean that way. Why waste energy when there are people out there willing to do the work for you?
I got really carried away eating Omar's hole clean. My tongue was DEEP up his ass. I was tongue fucking him, and he would reward me by sighing every few minutes, or adjusting his body. The fact that he didn't stop me insured that I was doing good work. I realized that the food was probably burning, but how could I stop rimming him? It was way too good. I was in heaven and the thought of a beating was pretty darn enticing anyway.
Eventually, neither Omar nor I could ignore the burning smell and smoke from the kitchen, so I got up and found that indeed, Omar's meal was ruined. He followed after me and looked very disappointed. The food was on the table and it was burnt and fairly disgusting looking. Omar was naked at this point and his big snake of a cock was lookin mighty amazing. He went over to the food and peed all over it. His next instructions were for me to eat the pee soaked burnt lasagna. Of course, I didn't really want to, but that ultra serious face and the gorgeous cock swayed me. Why shouldn't I eat the food? I mean, it was my fault that it was ruined. He took the food out of its tray and dumped in on the floor. It was wet and gross and there was tomato sauce and piss all over the floor. He kicked me down to the floor and said "lick it up slut."
I was on my knees and started lapping up the piss first. It had dissipated on to the floor and it was the yummiest part of the meal for sure. While I continued licking, Omar had picked up the phone and was ordering dinner for himself. He ordered a very expensive meal from a local French restaurant that delivered including a fancy bottle of wine and used my Visa card which was sitting by the phone. He told them to send the cute 16 year old busboy up with the food, and they could put that on the charge as well. I didn't hear Omar speak for a moment. They must have been conferring with the busboy or something. Then, Omar said "sure. $200 is fine. Yeah, send him up with the food now."
I continued eating my meal. Omar took a shower and said "I gotta clean up a bit. I got a date with that cute French boy from downstairs. When I get out of the shower, you better be finished eating that food." I didn't dare throw away the food even though I could have. I knew it was my duty to finish all of it, and it was my pleasure. Omar took a long twenty minute shower and it was at about that time that I finished my last licks of piss and lasagna. The door knocked soon after and Omar told me to get it.
At the door, stood the prettiest little French boy anyone ever saw. He was completely androgynous and gorgeous and looked to be about the best fuck ever. I was sure that Omar had already fucked this little whore's ass. The French whore boy went into the dining room, set the table, and prepared everything to Omar's liking. When all the food was displayed, the French boy got underneath the table and opened his mouth. Omar sat down and started eating an amazing French meal. The whoreboy took Omar's ever-expanding mammoth cock in his mouth and worked that motha fucka deep. Omar took his time eating and drinking, while I lay on the floor near by observing and jerking off a little. The French boy kept his mouth secure around Omar's cock the whole time, and as Omar was finishing up he shot a load down the boy's throat.
Omar told me to come over and get under the table too. He switched mouths and fed me some hot piss. The French boy kept his mouth open too, so Omar decided to share his piss with both of us. I thought it unfair since French boy got the cum, so I should get the piss, but I understood it was Omar's game and he could do whatever he wants. And although I am hot and yummy, I just can't compare to an unbelievable sixteen year old boy! Who can?
Omar peed in our mouths and all over our faces. There was a lot of piss so I really had no reason to be jealous. There was enough to keep both of us satisfied. Of course, I was paying for the French boy to be there, so I guess I felt a little weird, but I also felt like Omar was really using me, and that made me feel like his boy. It felt great to be owned by such a powerful sexy master.
When Omar was done pissing he got up and told French boy to come with him. He instructed me to clean my apartment and left his keys to clean his. "If you do a good job, I will reward you with a taste of my precum bitch, so you better work hard and make sure the whole place is spotless. I won't be home tomorrow, so I expect you to take off work and make that place beautiful."
Omar and French boy got up and left. I had no idea what they were gonna do next, but I knew it was time for me to jack off thinking about the possibilities. I hoped I did a good job cleaning his apartment cause I wanted that precum so bad.
Gee whiz, after being with Omar for an evening, I really don't feel so versatile anymore. I guess I need to think about that. Of course next time I see a hot bubble butt on a twenty three year old Puerto Rican kid, I know I'm gonna have to fuck it, so, who am I kidding. Seems like I have a pretty awesome life. Can't wait to see what happens next for me!
The End, For Now. Feedback? Comments?
Much thanks to a few different guys who inspired this one, but namely my friend David, who is a very amazing and wonderful versatile friend of mine. I am NOT remotely versatile at the moment. Pigbottom_28@yahoo.com