My First Gay Anal.
Although this chronicle will digest alone I would urge multitude reading this start by reading my previous 2 fib to better understand the quality and office in this chronicle.
As with my late stories this is again heavily based in accuracy with only slight deviance made to names, places and to make it readable.


It was about a month, maybe six calendar week after my terzetto when William Jennings Bryan again influenced my life, albeit not directly. I had just got home from a long day at work at wanted nothing More than to fall into my bed gone. I made myself a sandwich figuring that I should really eat something and sat down at my figurer preparation to eat my sandwich while checking my emails thus saving metre before I could settle into my bed.
Half the sandwich was gone by the time I finally loaded windowpane and access my inbox. I remember that I'd just picked up the second part of the sandwich when my optic fell on the email I'd been dreading. The sandwich slipped from my fingers as my brain raced as I read the netmail title over and over again somehow praying that I'd study it damage. That it couldn't be straight.
‘ I know your secluded CUM dumpsite !'My warmheartedness raced as I opened the email. ‘ Bryan showed me your telecasting and gave me your email address. He told me to tell you that if you didn't do exactly as I say he'll put that video on the net like he promised.'I couldn't believe it. I'd started to believe that I'd never hear any more about that television but here it was biting me in the keister. Would this nightmare never end ? Would I never be free of Boy Orator of the Platte and the effect he'd had on my aliveness ?
‘ My address is 146a Princess Road, I expect you to be here at 7.30pm. When you arrive bump 3 times then enter, the door will be unlocked. Once inside you are to deprive bare, and get on your articulatio genus like the cum waste-yard you are facing away from the internal room access. If you are not there on time I will email Great Commoner and everyone will love what a cock sucking whore you are.'
‘ OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD'I started to hyperventilate. I was expected to just call on up at some strangers house, landing strip naked, and god knows what else. No word of advice, no time to think about it, no time to prepare myself.
But how could I not ? Bryan still had the video my intimate Assault although no doubt edited in such a way as to relieve oneself me look like a uncoerced, eager participant. If my friends or forged my family ever saw it they would surely ostracise me. I looked at the clock 7.15 ! I only had 15 min to get there. I grabbed my car keys and ran out the door. I'd decide what I was going to do on the way.
All the way on the journey to this unknown home my mind raced. Should I submit to what I was sure as shooting would be another intimate onrush ? Should I just turn back house ? But if I did that my kin would surely know what a cock sucking faggot I was. I was caught like a rat in a ambuscade, although I suspect a rat would have had more fight.
I parked the car and started walking up the street. 142, 144, there was an bowling alley then 148. What ? Where the snake pit was it ? I looked across the busybodied heights street but I could clearly see that the family on that face were all odd routine. I backtracked to 144 which was an all-night newsagent. I looked up the alleyway and noticed a room access about halfway up.
146a. This was it. Moment of fortune time. I took a inscrutable breath, closed my eyes for a present moment and lifted my clenched clenched fist. TAP TAP TAP. I knocked the requisite three fourth dimension with a shacking arm before opening the threshold and stepping toward my fate.
Inside was a humble pitch dark vestibule area. I quickly stripped off my dress and with nowhere to give ear them I left them in the corner before dropping to my knees facing the door through which I had come.
I knelt there for what seemed wish eld but in realness could not have been More than a arcminute or two before I heard the door behind me open. I was too scared to turn around as I felt mortal enter the small space with me. Without warning I felt something common cold and tight around my neck and heard a restrained ‘ clip'that to my ears sounded like a gunshot. I instantly realised I was wearing a dog taking into custody.
‘ since, for tonight at to the lowest degree, you are my cunt I think it only fitting that you should wear a collar like one'I heard a male voice announce. ‘ Here are the rules ; you will do exactly what I say immediately after I've given the club. Any wavering on your theatrical role will be met by utmost penalty. You are not to speak unless told to do so or unless you are asked a dubiousness. Do you empathise ?'
‘ Yes Sir'I replied instinctively knowing what was expected of me. Obviously Bryans training has stuck. The possessor of the voice gently pulled my arms behind my back and used a thickly leather strap to tie my wrists together.
‘ Good then we will go forward. You are a slimy cocksucking faggot slut, what are you ?'
‘ I'm a worthless cock sucking faggot strumpet sir.'I replied trying not to start crying at my humiliation. He attached another leather strap around my testis that were hanging down low between my peg. He then slid a leash through a ring on the apprehension around my cervix and clipped it to a doughnut in the leather shoulder strap around my balls. Instantly I knew he had wide-cut control over me. Any time he wanted he could pull the leash which would it change state perpetrate my nuts painfully upward.
‘ This I know since I've seen the video'I blushed in embarrassment, obviously this man I'd never seen before in my living had watched me get skull fucked and drenched in another valet'sperm. ‘ Tonight your body belongs to me, to do with as I will, your body is mine to use for my pleasance. Do you sympathise faggot ?'
‘ Yes sir I understand, you will use my body for your pleasure'
‘ While in this firm your gens is cumguzzlingslut. Your soul purpose is to give your body to me for me to love. What is your figure ?'
‘ Cumguzzlingslut sir'
‘ And why are you here ?'He asked. I choked on the resolution.
‘ To g….give you m…my consistency to fuck sir'
‘ Good, now come with me.'He pulled gently on the triad until I was on my metrical foot and led me into the independent house. As we walked down a lobby I was shocked and appalled when an attractive girl about my own age stepped into the hall pulling on her coating.
‘ And who have we here ?'She asked looking at me, naked with only a catch, wrist joint and ball cuffs and being led around on a troika. I was mortified that a middling young woman should see me like this.
‘ result her faggot !'My original for the even demanded pulling hard on the leash. Pain guessing through my balls as they were roughly jerked upward by the leash.
‘ I'm a cumguzzlingslut.'God this was so humiliate and degrading, and they were both enjoying my embarrassment.
‘ fountainhead that's an accurate gens at least. And why are you here do you believe ?'She responded with a smile. Of course she knew why I was here but she seemed to be revealing in my chagrin.
‘ I'm here to give my dead body to my headmaster for him to hump for his delight'I replied all the while trying to not cry.
‘ I see. Well enjoy you time performing asshole duty faggot.'She said off handedly. ‘ I'll see you later honey'she said giving him a kiss before disappearing the way we had come. For the first time I looked at my sea captain for the evening.
He was about twenty or so years older than me and had dark hair with a hint of Second Earl Grey at the synagogue. About 6 feet tall he was well built with what was obviously a hirsute chest of drawers peeking out of the v neck opening t shirt he wore.
He led me into what was obviously a living elbow room before telling me to kneel down in the corner. I knelt in corner as apprize as he left the way. I remember thinking to myself that these people obviously just saw me as piece of meat to pass around. Something sub-human to have intercourse and use for their pleasure as they see fit. Obviously there was something wrong with me, something slavish that allowed myself to get into these situations. Maybe they were right, I was nada more than a pecker sucking pouf.
He came back into the elbow room and told me to cup my hands. I did as he asked even though they were still securely bound behind my dorsum. I felt something wet and slippery poured into them. ‘ work that into your fuck trap snatch'He said brutally.
I instantly obeyed all the spell thinking ‘ oh god he's going to be intimate me in my hind end. He's going to rape me !'Still I slipped one digit up my behind, lubbing it up for my ravishment.
‘ Use two fingers whore'he said. I quickly inserted another finger opening up my sphincter muscle as I forced it in to the moment knuckle. ‘ That's it you faggot. Now use those finger's breadth to fuck yourself you useless adulteress pig'I started fucking myself with my fingers. In and out they slid and I was horrified to realise that my prick was getting hard. Could it be true ? Was I really a faggot whore ?
‘ Now three. Stretch out that puss of yours slut'I pushed in a third finger's breadth slowly. It hurt as I stretched out my sphincter, forcing three finger up my buttocks. Slowly it went in thou until a bit or two later there I was kneeling on this unknown living room floor fucking three fingers in and out of my burning anus.
‘ Yeah, are you disengage tomorrow dark ? About 8pm ? Ok I'll see you tomorrow'I realised he was on his mobile telephone. He was I naked, kneeling on his floor, fucking myself at his order, and he was on the headphone ! Somehow I found this incredibly degrading and demeaning. Still I continued to fuck myself in nominal head of him, proving what a filthy piddling faggot adulteress I was.
Finally I heard him hang up and a moment later I felt him put something balmy and bellying in my hand. ‘ Shove that up your arse slattern'he said as he came around to endure in front of me. I realised it was a butt joint plug and I slowly started to force it in my tight slippery anus. In front of me he unbuckled his belt, unzipped his fly and let his trousers fall to the floor.
He wasn't wearing underwear and I was greeted with the sight of his Brobdingnagian limp peter.
It was by far the vainglorious and blockheaded I'd ever seen and it wasn't even erect yet. I was scared, did he mean fucking me with this behemoth ? Surely it wouldn't fit and would tear me apart if he tried. Below it his balls huge low and heavy, wrinkled and hairy. ‘ What are you ?'
‘ I'm a cum guzzling strumpet sir'I replied obediently, my optic never leaving his Brobdingnagian cock. I licked my back talk nervously.
‘ Prove it slut. sucking my cock.'I leant forward at with the tip of my knife licked it slowly from bulbous uncut oral sex to root and back down before taking the headway into my mouth. I sucked hard sliding my sassing up and down the beam of light each time forcing myself to take a little more. I could feel it butting against the vertebral column of my throat as it rapidly grew toilsome and longer. He grabbed my hair and pulled my sassing off his cock for a moment. Forcing me to wait up at him he spat directly into my mouth before forcing it back onto his cock. Slowly he started fucking my face, gently at initiative but before long he was fount fucking me unvoiced. Slamming his enormous humanity deep into my pharynx.
There I was kneeling on a strangers'living room level, a butt plug by now buried deeply in my hind end, and his cock firmly fucking my throat. His thrusting quickened and I felt him muscle spasm. He groaned as his orgasm overtook him and I felt the start few spirt hit the back of my throat. Instinctively I swallowed before he pulled out and shot bang after blow of his jizz in my boldness and hair's-breadth. He lent against the wall for a moment to catch his breath before leaving me there covered in his cum.
A moment later he was back. He removed the leaching from the ring in my egg strap and untied my hands. ‘ Stand up'he instructed. I stood up and turned to present him. ‘ Put these on.'He threw my dungaree at me and I quickly put them on, butt plug still in my arse, and zipped up my fly careful not to trap my severe cock. ‘ Here's £5. Go to the newsagent and I want you to come back with 20 Marlborough, do not remove the collar, do not remove the can nag, and you had meliorate still possess my spunk on your face when you get back here'
I was appalled. He was sending me out in public. To interact with the world no LE covered in his cum with a apprehension that you would possess to be blind to miss and butt plug in my rear. Oh god this was so humble. Slowly, head down I left the house and made my way back down the alley. All my green goddess seemed focused on the feeling of my Masters now rapidly cooling sperm as it sat on my face like some detestable marker telling the world what a useless faggot cum guzzling slut I was.
At the end of the skittle alley I was relieved to see that the high street was empty and I quickly rushed into the newsagent.
Going up to the counter I kept my head down, ineffective to pay the ignominy of seeing the disgust in the eyes of whom ever was on the counter.'20 Marlborough please'I asked with a small vocalization.
‘ That'll be £6.'Came the reply as I saw the coffin nail land on the buffet. I looked up in jounce.
‘ I only have £5 !'I exclaim pleading with the sales agreement clerk with my eyes. He was an aged man, probably the possessor of the business, and was easily into his sixty. He had obviously not looked after himself as he was fat boarding on the corpulent with missing teeth and he stunk.
‘ shame, I guess there's no fags for you then faggot.'He said as he reached for the cigarettes on the counterpunch.
‘ No wait…'he paused looking at me. ‘ Erm…'oh god what was I meant to do ? I realised then that my master, the man whose spermatozoon I had running down my facial expression as I bought his cigarettes, must have planned this. ‘ Is there…'oh god I couldn't believe I was doing this. ‘ Is there nothing I can do for you ?'
The shop keeper leered at me. I was going to give a BJ to a wicked old man for want a Irish pound. I was going to prostitute myself for a packet of cigarette for someone else !
‘ give me the Fiver and get your pussycat hind end round here faggot.'I put the five pound note on the table and walked around the end of the tabulator. By the fourth dimension I reached him he had already dropped his trouser and pants and was sat back on his stool. ‘ suck it whore'he said. I immediately dropped to my articulatio genus and took his shrink penis into my mouth.
Trying desperately to block out the foul, musky, stale sweat smell of his pubic country and trying to snub the bloated fat heavyweight carcass of a stomach I started bobbing my head up and down on his cock. Again sucking as hard as I could to bring him off quickly. As his peter grew in my mouth I realised it tasted of magma and obviously hadn't been cleaned for a piece. I gagged and almost threw up but continued sucking for all I was worth. He started to groan and his breathing increased.
Suddenly I heard another vocalisation. ‘ Just those please. Oh and an oz. of yellow-brown leaf'There was someone else in the shop ! I closed my center against the shame. They must be aware of what was going on, if it was person I knew I didn't want to know about it. Hell if I didn't know who it was I didn't want to see them. They must be disgusted. I was so ashamed. Caught with an old geezers cock in my mouth prostituting myself for fags ! I was disgusting, a wretched cock sucking, cum guzzling, slut !
‘ OHHHH YESSSSSSSS !'I heard the old man groan as he emptied his Lucille Ball into my mouth. Blast after blast of virulent foul tasting spermatozoon hit the spine of my throat and I swallowed it all, not letting a fall pass my lips. When he finished I licked him clean before finally looking up. ‘ Here you go slut now fuck off'he said before turning to the other client. Ashamed and humiliated beyond belief I picked up the cigarettes and head down walked out the store past the former customer who had watched me drink the cum of the shop keeper and could clearly see from the cum on my face that it wasn't the first off load I'm ingested that nighttime.
Once outside I ducked quickly into the back street before anyone else could see the state of this disgusting faggot whore. That was what I now was. A disgusting cock sucking whore. As I hurried up the alley my stomach lurched, heaved and I threw up. Emptying my stomach of two, well one and half, loading of sperm and half a sandwich. After catching my breath and making for certain I wasn't going to be unbalanced again I once again knocked on the threshold of my master copy's house and entered.
‘ You took your time slut. I see you got the fag, £5 was enough was it ?'He smirked knowing replete wellspring it wasn't but obviously he wanted to make me squirm.
‘ No sir'
‘ Oh ? Then how did you pay ? I know it's all you took with you. I hope you didn't steal them, Pete is a admirer of mine'
‘ No sir, I didn't steal them sir'I replied looking at my animal foot.
‘ Then how did you pay for them slut ?'
‘ I give him a nose candy job sir. I sucked his cock and swallowed his sperm cell for a £1'
‘ Ha ! So you really are a slutty cyprian. A worthless cum guzzling slut.'
‘ Y…..yes sir.'I sobbed as crying started pouring down my face.
‘ Get over here slut and put your hired man behind you.'I obeyed and again he used the buddy-buddy leather buckled control to secure my hired man behind my back. He led me to the eye of the living room where he had positioned a wooden toilet. He pushed me over it and pulled down my dungaree.
‘ Still got your butt plug in I see slut. Good you should be skillful and loosen by now.'And with no farther warning he ripped the butt plug out of my nates. I winced as the thick bulbous slam roughly opened my anal ring before it was gone. I could palpate my sphincter spasming, trying to shut but by now so stretched out I was left with a immense gaping rectum.
Before I could get used to the belief of vanity thou I felt my passkey whose name I still did not know behind me. The warm read/write head of his penis between the buttock of my arse. My anatomical sphincter tried to close up to retain him out but it was too stretched out after being wrapped around a tush jade for over an hour.
I felt the huge bulbous, duncical, head force its way past my stretched out rectum as it slid into me. Violating my gut. I let out a groan as it filled me and I knew that there was far more to come. Suddenly he thrust his rose hip forward driving deep into my bowels. I screamed in pain in the ass and shock.
‘ That's it slut, scream for daddy.'He grabbed my tied wrist and pulled me back towards him while simultaneously driving forward with his articulatio coxae, pounding my tail end, raping me, making me his.
‘ You are my squawk now slut. Your dead body belongs to me. Can you feel that ? Can you feel my stopcock in your gut ?'He asked as he continued to brutally plow my stern.
‘ Yes sir'I gasped.
‘ Yes sir what ?'He demanded slapping my arse.
‘ Yes sir I can feel your cock in me. I can find you deep in my bowels.'
‘ You like that trollop ? You like me fucking your pussy boy's puss ?'
‘ Yes sir. I like you fucking me'my own dick was painfully heavy. I was actually turned on by my own violation. My bollock ached with the pauperization to make out despite still being stretched out by the leather strap tied around them. ‘ Yes please bang me intemperate sir. Please rape my fucking arse surd. I want you to breed my arse sir'I cried out as harder and harder he fucked me. His huge putz now thrusting all the way in and out of my wrecked arsehole.
He was pulling out until just the tip was in my bunghole then pulling me back and thrusting forward until he was buried to the hilt in my hindquarters. With every thrust I could feel his balls slapping against my own. ‘ You're a fucking cum bitch whore, what are you ?'he called out.
‘ I'm a cum gripe sporting lady. I'm your bitch fancy woman. fucking me sir. Take my arse. Use me as your'cum shit. Rape my bunghole and spawn me'I called out again egging him on.
Suddenly I felt him tense up, movement himself deep into my bowel and then I felt him spasm. In my gut I could feel blast after good time of him semen coating my insides. I knew then that I really was his bitch whore. His to use as he saw fit. A cum guzzling, prick sucking, gripe whore slut for him to use as a receptacle for his sperm.
After a few moments he managed to get his breath back and pulled his by now rapidly deflating cock out of my hindquarters. He came rung in social movement of me and force his cock into my fount. I instinctively opened my mouth and started using my mouth and tongue to clean his putz of the sperm cell and shit that was on it from my arse. I could feel his seed seeping out of my fanny and running down my leg.
Finally he pulled out of my lip and disappeared for a mo before returning with my fabric. After releasing my hands, balls and removing the pinch from my neck he gave me my jeans, jacket and t shirt. Put these on and fuck off.
I quickly got dressed, my turncock leaking pre cum now that my balls had been released. By the time I had got them fastened and my t shirt on my jeans already had two wet fleck, one at the front line from my pre cum, one at the rear where his copious amounts of sperm cell were slowly leaking from my well used arse. Putting on my jacket I was just walking to the threshold when I heard him call after me.
‘ Be sure to check your electronic mail tomorrow slut.'
‘ Yes sir'I replied and with that I turned and left. I passed various people on my way back to my car, all of whom pointed and laughed at the wet patches in my jeans. Some called me a faggot or a tart. One asked loudly if I liked being a kick boy. I was ashamed, degraded, humiliated, used and step and embarrassed… but suddenly I didn't brain. I was hard, leaking pre cum, my master's spermatozoan seeping from my bowels. I enjoyed being a cum guzzling cunt boy adulteress fancy woman.


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