I am a lucky, lucky piddling faggot. Today I was used for the number 1 clip in my 23 days as a human toilet. Let me tell you about me, I 'm 23, slim, toned and pretty. I day of the month girlfriend but always to hatch up the fact I am a pathetic sissy faggot. This morning, after my girlfriend had gone to work I posted an ad on Craigslist London entitled sewer Twink needs alimentation, to my dismay almost of the replies were bullshit. Until I came across the man I am going to call 'Master'for story determination. captain had met me a couple of days before and praised my deepthroat skill and twinkish body but I had no melodic theme he was so kinky and dominant so we naturally drifted apart. lord was deadly serious about meeting so I accepted, at initiative gleefully but soon became super nervous and petrified of the experience about to call for position. Master took about 20 minutes to get, nearly of which I spent masturbating and I opened the door with a spring in my whole step as soon as I heard a knock. sea captain was bigger then I remember, atleast 6 base tall, almost 200 British pound and Joseph Black. His cheek was n't handsome but he is still super sexy. He immediately starte to strip and differentiate me to do the same, I of course complied as prompt as potential and before I knew it we were both there naked. His black cock was already intemperate, sticking out 9 in with a big curve towards the right field. I could n't hold back to taste it and after seconds of touching it was on my knees to draw it. I instinctively told Master `` thank you '' as I leaned forward to lead off worshipping his huge cock. It tasted so skillful, it felt so large in my hand compared to my flyspeck white boy stopcock and as I sucked my mind wandered to what Master had in stock for me. As I sucked away, schoolmaster told me I was a good pansy and a dirty pig and eventually turned so I could taste his glorious arse. I felt so pathetic and nervous, hoping and dreading at the same time that he might cut down a Brobdingnagian turd on my tongue at any arcsecond. He did n't, not yet. He turned around and told me to soak up his balls, he then grabbed a glass I had left beside the stain in planning and began to wee into it, I was so nervous but soooooooo thirsty for that hot piss. As the glass became broad he let the stream hit my face, I could n't smell a thing but it was so warm, I instinctively opened my mouth and as the fortunate ambrosia started to hit my clapper I began to swallow. He slowed the stream and fed me a nice quantity of pee-pee heterosexual person from the tap. As he finished pissing he took his putz from my back talk and slapped it against my face, it felt so skilful. He then turned my Chin towards the looking glass, I put my sassing to it and master copy said `` Now immerse it you pig ''. I did my responsibility and drank every drop-off, it felt so unnatural and naughty, I felt so low and I knew I deserved it. Before I knew it the last drop curtain were gone and the salty, pretty gross taste was left in my mouth to linger. He turned yet again and told me to eat his ass and that a present was coming for his pig. As I licked away he slowly pushed out a small-scale lump of crap, no liberal than a piece of burnt umber and I swallowed it without much manduction, it was so nasty. It literally was the worst taste to ever fill my mouth yet all I wanted was more. Before I knew it a larger piece of music had fallen onto my natural language and as I had to chew my backtalk felt like a toilet. A lousy toxic dumping ground of a mouth. I licked his ass as I finished swallowing and I hated myself so much as I noticed my rock grueling tool. He then asked if I had lube, when I said no he told me that pigs do n't merit lube anyway and to spue on my fingers and lubricating substance myself up. As I lubed to the best of my ability he climbed behind me and started to push his huge shaft against my will tight jam. Soon it thrust in so painfully I almost cried and had to push him out of of me. I apologised again an again and after a few spanks I was forgiven and master was again impaling me on his huge dick. This time it hurt but I dare not kick and I gritted my dentition and began to delight it. As master copy fucked me he said thing like `` you like that black shaft bare inside you do n't you pig ! '' And `` what do faggots want ? They need to get get it on and eat shite '' and made me repeat after him. Eventually, after seemingly an timeless existence, probably only minutes, he withdrew his fat phallus from me, whipped it in front of my face and told me to pick the shit of it. His hammer was a dark calamitous but the shit was a much lighter shade of brown, intimidatingly looking at me, daring me to be even more gross then I had already. I did what came naturally and began to suck like a honorable pig. It was gross, it literally made me gag and want to puke but I was his pig so I loved it. Eventually he came in my sass and I could taste salty, shitty cum on my tongue and naturally swallowed every drop. He told me I was a honest pig as he got dressed and banned me from brushing my teeth. I did n't have to, but I obeyed him and I can still taste Master now ! As he left e assured me he would be using his new toilette again very soon and I ca n't hold off for that consequence !