Plumbed In

Piss Slave Ready To Serve As Human Urinal

Al opened his blurry eyes feeling groggy and heavy, lifting a meaty, inked arm as much as scratch his in a while cropped head within the dimly lit room.

“Fuck.” He whispered underneath his breath as he discovered simply how a lot his head was once throbbing. He was once rock laborious as he all the time was once within the however rattling that headache. His mouth was once as dry as sand too and his jaw was once aching.
His female friend had informed him to move for an evening out with the lads after running each day for a month, being a self hired plumber supposed simply taking the entire hours he may just get. He didn’t thoughts, it were given him a really perfect salary, fueling his tattoo dependancy and affording him a very popular feminine PT on the fitness center who had whipped him into form. Certain it was once fascinated about vainness however he appreciated the eye, when he may just take a weekend off with the lads he cherished to rip up the city and birthday celebration, his female friend was once as a lot of a flirt as he was once so he may just even escape with chatting up the skill and having a dance with out entering bother. She’d simply left on per week lengthy chicken do along with her best possible pals to Ibiza so he knew complete smartly she’d be off and flaunting herself at the seashores. They each knew they have been sizzling and cheeky and cherished it.

Al swung for the sunshine at the stand subsequent to him most effective to smack the wall. The non-existent lamp informed him he wasn’t in his personal mattress, once more. He temporarily rolled over to test he hadn’t long gone again with some woman, however his hand met the wall once more, he was once in somewhat unmarried bunk. Sighing with reduction he swung his muscular legs over the aspect of the mattress and rubbed his eyes. Focusing within the gloom, he spotted the room was once tiny, possibly simply thrice the dimensions of the bunk, there was once not anything else within the room, only a small frosted window and a steel door with a hatch at eye stage and any other at the ground.
“A hatch?” He concept to himself “What the fuck have you ever carried out?”

He discovered he was once in a mobile!

Nonetheless dazed, he stumbled to the door the adrenaline starting to sober him up temporarily. He couldn’t bear in mind what had came about. He reached right down to scratch his nonetheless stiff dick to be met via a heat, pliable subject material. He was once dressed in rubber shorts with a unmarried yellow stripe down the entrance! Having a look down previous those unknown shorts he spotted the and yellow socks, like common military however shifting his toes they too felt rubbery.

He set free a worried chuckle. This needed to had been his buddies’ doing. They’ll have had too many beers and photographs and definitely he’s have misplaced some sport of pool or a dare and been hazed. They have been all the time seeking to out humiliate every different. Bastards.
He banged at the door and referred to as out however couldn’t listen any factor however some far-off rumbling, possibly some song.
He stood there for a minute seeking to recall the rest.

He and the lads have been on the native dive bar, beer flowing, a jukebox within the nook with some rock and oldschool hip-hop. You all the time had bikers swinging via, and muscled, inked lads taking part in playing cards, darts, pool and all that. It was once most commonly males or their trophy ladies to present some excellent good fortune on their five-card stud. In spite of its tough glance, it was once only a no nonsense, pleasant pub. The one bother you’d get is when a bunch of pals were given into consuming video games however that was once it. However Al couldn’t suppose what had came about, he simply imagined it as every other night time. Poker, beer, one of the most more recent locals Brent and he had presented him a tablet…

He referred to as out once more and banged the door tougher.

“Good day can somebody let me know what’s happening? I’m loss of life of thirst right here!”

.The sound of footsteps were given nearer and stopped outdoor. The hatch at the ground opened and a pitcher of water was once driven inside of.

“Excuse me officer,” shouted Al “Thanks, however can I talk to somebody?” however the toes have been already strolling away.

He grabbed the pint glass and went to sip it. The glass was once heat however he was once thirsty. He for sure wasn’t going to bitch about some lukewarm water at the moment.

As he started to down the drink it for sure wasn’t the most up to date water, tasted a little funky however the rush of the drink quenching his thirst made him gasp. He spotted his different hand grasp his nonetheless laborious bulge in the course of the rubber shorts. Rattling, he was once thankful for that. His thirst wasn’t quenched but it surely was once a get started.

He sat down seeking to rack his mind for any main points. He vaguely remembered doing a shot or two and chatting to Brent after he’d became down the tablet. That’s it, he’d simply been studying about every different, as they have been extra simply pals of pals, Al speaking about his plumbing, Brett joking, announcing was once it like some unhealthy porn. Then the photographs had kicked in speedy. Brett presented him the tablet once more, however he mentioned no. Al didn’t in reality ever take the rest, however one of the vital lads did within the bar only for amusing, simply E every now and then. However that’s all he may just in reality bear in mind for now.

The nice and cozy water had long gone via him speedy, and as he concept it about how a lot he wanted a piss, he discovered he middle beat was once in reality thumping and his dick felt love it was once swelling. Rattling, had he in fact taken the tablet in a drunken state? Used to be he having a prime and feeling became on in a police mobile? Rattling he didn’t in reality care at the moment, he roughly felt excellent, he spotted how snugly the shorts have compatibility and sat slightly under his abs. His cock appeared large in them, like some form of city, punk gladiator. Rattling he in reality had to piss despite the fact that and having a look round he noticed there was once no pan in any respect.

“What sort of a silly police station doesn’t have a rest room?”

He appeared down and simply determined to piss within the pint glass so he didn’t make a puddle.

He lay backtrack at the mattress and the sentiments have been expanding, the shorts felt like they have been sliding and sucking all over the place his dick and balls, they felt so excellent. His hand naturally started to rub over the rubber bulge. Rattling he didn’t know what he’d were given himself up for however he couldn’t even suppose at the moment. He started to pull tougher and tougher, his pulse dashing up, he was once on the subject of cumming. Abruptly the face stage hatch opened at the door with a bang. Al jumped up cursing underneath his breath seeking to muster all of his sense and make his laborious on pass down. A couple of eyes simply glared at him up and down.
“There’s any other drink down there for you.” Gestured the stranger along with his eyes.

Al appeared down to peer the decrease hatch opened with a pint glass there once more.
“Thanks officer, am I in a position to talk to somebody now?”
“Drink up,” got here the answer.
His thirst was once again however his pulse was once nonetheless going. He had to glance as sober as imaginable if he was once about to peer a policeman so he grabbed the pint glass. Once he touched it he spotted the warmth, this water smelt even funkier than the final lot. His eye darted to the ground, his pint wasn’t there that he’d used ahead of.

“Sorry officer I don’t suppose this…”
“Are you going to start out inflicting a fuss already?” bring to an end the face within the hatch.
“Down that now or I’ll come again in 5 hours and spot how sober you’re then.”
Al in a pretty panic simply downed the glass and because the yellow fluid crammed his mouth his fears have been showed, it wasn’t a brand new drink however his personal piss from ahead of. However oddly, in his adrenaline crammed state he didn’t spit it out, he knew if he spat it out by accident over the fellows face he’d be screwed so he simply took it like a person.

“Thanks.” gasped Al, wiping the piss his mouth along with his tattooed wrist noticing the blurred stamp of an evening membership. In seconds he felt any other sizzling rush, as though the depth of the instant has spiked his horniness. He didn’t even notice he’d grabbed his rubbered balls.

“Oh fuck.” he whimpered with utter embarrassment, realizing we was once simply at the fringe of capturing his load.

“Fucking pervert” spat the voice at the back of the door because the hatch slammed close and the bolts of the door swung open revealing an similarly muscular policeman wearing a complete black uniform made solely of black rubber, from his boots identical to those Al was once dressed in, up previous his rubber combats and software belt previous a rubber stab vest and tight black quick rubber blouse to his flat police hat made from rubber too.

The surprise made Al stumble backwards.

“What the hell is occurring?” he shouted, surges of horniness, humiliation, and anger all clashing into one complicated head-trip.
With out announcing a phrase the cop was once already spinning Al spherical and had his hands cuffed at the back of his again ahead of he knew what hit him.

“We don’t need you cumming now will we pig?” smirked the officer via his darkish purple beard.
“Please” begged Al “I do not know what I’m in for or what I’ve carried out”.

“Ah all of them say that” laughed the policeman “I see how laborious you’re in the ones shorts, consuming your individual piss. You signed up for this so that you’re going to peer it via. Everybody panics once they know it’s in reality taking place however I love it once they be apologetic about it the entire extra.”

Al have been dragged via what he now noticed was once a pretend police station, grimy tough concrete partitions and rusty bars and girders all over the place. Possibly it have been an actual station as soon as, however this fucking bastard and his pals have been right here now. He was once cuffed to the chair in an interview room sat reverse two officials of their silly rubber uniforms.

“So now then, let’s get a couple of issues directly” began a brand new impostor sat subsequent to the man that dragged him from the mobile. He wasn’t as muscular as Al however had a wonderfully groomed, black beard appearing underneath his hat and a powerful, sq. jawline.
“I’m now not going to cooperate” spat Al “That is unlawful; you’ll’t stay me right here or impersonate cops on your kinky faggot costumes!”

“Haha!” laughed the purple bearded one “Wealthy, coming from the boy that was once introduced in his little go-go shorts and boots. Unfortunately you’ll be surprised to determine we’re now not impersonating in any respect.”

He grabbed a warrant badge from his rubber stab vest pocket.

Al’s middle sank, it appeared authentic sufficient, however in his at a loss for words state, blood nonetheless pumping spherical his cock, it simply pissed off him the entire extra.

This doesn’t make any sense, why are you dressed like that then should you’re actual, and why am I right here?” mumbled Al.

“Smartly pig, there’s 11,000 officials at the power within the metropolitan house, speculating two thirds are males, and one in 4 of them is homosexual, then possibly a 5th of them are a little adventurous, then you definately’ve were given a excellent few officials with a perverted aspect, so let’s simply say we love to have a little of amusing ourselves. I spend maximum of my time coping with drunks and scum and it’s now not all as heroic and glamorous as I imagined once I first signed up. We’re noticed because the unhealthy buys no matter we accomplish that a couple of people concept, with the ability we hang and the information of the regulation we’ve got, fuck it, why now not have a little of amusing ourselves? Get one thing again.”
“You’re fucking twisted, I’ll kill you you c**t!” growled Al.

“Now now, we nonetheless have the regulation on our aspect, don’t be insulting a police officer!” barked the darkish cop.
Al didn’t know what to make of it, and with out realizing how he’d come to be right here, he didn’t need to make issues worse so simply began on the pair for some time. Rattling he was once thirsty, and now was once now not the time to really feel attractive both, fuck.

“Earlier than we begin I might identical to to be transparent, are you on medication sir?” persevered the ginger officer.
“NO!” shouted Al defensively pulling towards the cuffs. He did really feel humorous, and this thirst and irrelevant horniness made no sense however he couldn’t bear in mind if he’d taken what Brent had presented or now not. However he didn’t need to have drug fees on his document.
“Are you fairly positive sir? I should remind you the rest you do say is also used towards you. You might be being recorded.
“No,” trembled Al “I by no means take medication!”
“By no means?” requested the darkish officer “So the entirety you assert is the entire reality and mentioned with complete sense of right and wrong?”
“Sure.” mentioned Al matter-of-factly.
“Superb. Then you’re going to now not deny any of this then,” spoke back the darkish officer leaning over to press play on a computer at the aspect of the desk.

A video popped up of a few CCTV photos. It was once obviously of Al and Brent in some form of stone walled room. Al was once being overly on the subject of Brent feeling him up towards a wall.
“I don’t suppose you’re considering obviously” laughed Brent.
“Yeah I’m, I’m simply fucking attractive.” Al spoke back.
“What is going to your female friend suppose?” spoke back Brent smirking.“I don’t care, I wanna check out it; you made it sound so sizzling.”

They each shifted at the wall turning extra in opposition to the digital camera. Brent’s chest was once in view, his blouse was once open and beneath was once a rubber vest. Al unbuckled Brent’s trousers to peer rubber shorts poking out in the course of the fly. Al grabbed it, laborious. The sound of rubber squeaking crammed the air.

Brent moaned. “You want to get yours on too.” He pointed on the rucksack beside them. Al set free a pissed off attractive growl and dived over to the bag. Throwing his cotton off he discovered the rubber shorts rubber boots and yellow socks he was once nonetheless dressed in. He began pulling all of it on more or less.

“Adequate,” carried on Brent, checking round, virtually having a look like he sought after to be in view of the CCTV “so after we get to this position the safety is lovely tight, they’re gonna ask should you’ve taken the rest. You haven’t have you ever?” Al was once too busy sliding the rubber up his legs at the ground and was once simply nodding alongside.

“Al! I want to listen you assert it out loud, you haven’t have you ever?” pressed Brent.

“No no, no matter you assert.” He brushed aside. Al may just inform gazing the video that he was once mendacity, he knew his personal voice, however he’d simply mentioned it on digital camera.

“Just right,” laughed Brent “as a result of numerous guys need to again out after they get there, even supposing you’ll have essentially the most excitement you’ve ever felt. So if you signal the disclaimer it’s important to undergo with it no matter, till you . And it’ll be the most productive orgasm ever.”

“Fuck yeah” spoke back the obviously hazed Al within the video as he laced up the boots “no matter, I simply want extra of it”.

Al jumped up and driven Brent towards the wall and started to kiss him deeply, the rubber pulling towards every different, their rubber crotches squeaking and snapping.

Al appeared up from the computer to the 2 officials, each having a look aroused,

“What the fuck is that this?” puzzled Al “That is obviously now not me speaking in that video, what’s Brent speaking about? What did I need to check out, why did I need extra of?”

“Vintage Brent” laughed the purple haired officer “He all the time selections the curious directly boys that then attempt to get out of it. You’ve mentioned on tape you’ve now not taken the rest and also you’re of sound thoughts and right here we even have transparent video photos of you agreeing to it too.

“Agreeing to what!?” Al screamed pulling towards the cuffs.

The darkish haired officer driven a work of paper in opposition to him along with his unmistakable signature on the backside underneath the paragraphs of textual content.

“This established order you’re in is an underground and really profitable fetish membership. Brent introduced you in to us, you have been begging to enjoy the most productive sexual prime you’d ever felt, you have been like an insatiable animal. In fact legally and on paper we couldn’t induct a brand new member who wasn’t declaring his true emotions, so this disclaimer you signed, the CCTV and voice clip of you announcing you by no means take medication is the entire proof we want.

“I used to be obviously drugged! I’m now not homosexual” spat Al “I don’t bear in mind any of this!”

“Smartly that’s too past due now, and I’m now not recording any further” chuckled the darkish officer revealing the Dictaphone hidden via his arms.

“You’re tricked me!” shouted Al.

“No longer in line with your individual statements,” mentioned the ginger officer evenly “The proof is obviously towards you, you’ve mentioned you’re fascinated about it. Until in fact you’re announcing you have got been taking unlawful components, have pressured your self on a person on CCTV, have cheated for your female friend and feature been mendacity to and insulted officials of the regulation?”

That they had him. Fuck he was once thirsty. And that rattling boner wasn’t happening. He didn’t know what to do; the entirety was once nonetheless hazy. He’d mentioned at the video it’d be over when he got here. Possibly he’d gotten himself into this dilemma and he simply needed to get it over with as speedy as imaginable.

After a minute of considering and licking his lips, Al hung his head.

“What do I’ve to do?”

The purple officer’s eyes narrowed evilly.

“Just right boy. I will see you’re thirsty, let’s kind that and we’ll let you know what you signed up for.”

The cop pressed a buzzer. A 3rd officer got here into the room, dressed the similar in a complete, black rubber uniform, have been all of them this constructed? He carried a pint glass over, appearing off his tribal tattoo overlaying his bicep and maintaining it a couple of inches from Al’s mouth. Al stared him sq. within the eyes, he was once smiling; the in poor health bastard was once playing this. He sought after to stay what little dignity he had so simply leaned ahead to take it.

“Let’s simply get this carried out and over with” he concept to himself “this should be unlawful, it’s entrapment, do what they are saying, play alongside and we’ll screw them all over the place when that is all taken care of.”

He leaned ahead, suffering towards {the handcuffs}, the officer pulled it away a couple of extra inches.

“Rattling, he in reality does need it doesn’t he?” laughed the officer having a look on the different two.

“Get on with it guy,” mentioned the darkish one to the tattooed one “I need to get him out of right here.”

The ones phrases crammed Al with a unexpected reduction no less than they sought after him out of right here too. Because the pint glass was once slowly tipped he wasn’t shocked to seek out the water was once heat too, this tasted much more funky that the primary pint he’d had or even that terrible 2d pint of his personal piss he’d drank. It was once most effective as he gulped the second one that it was once simply the similar as his personal piss, or even that first pint he’d had. Fuck, that first pint and this have been ALL piss! This was once the most powerful of the lot, it had some metal style, he didn’t be expecting piss to have tasted like this in any respect. He spluttered for a second because the police officers laughed. He closed his eyes and informed himself it was once only a “grimy pint” as the men on the bar did on birthdays, they’d all throw a couple of quid in and make a hideous cocktail that needed to be downed in a single pass that ceaselessly led to guys chundering all over the place. It was once simple to consider the extra he interested by it; there have been lads giggling and he was once consuming a pint he didn’t need whilst feeling groggy, that wasn’t too dissimilar. With every gulp he even discovered that in comparison to a vomit inducing pints of sour, baileys, vodka, whiskey and gin, this was once in fact simple!

“It’s simply heat, salty water, that’s all it’s.” He repeated in his thoughts and with one final tip of the pint glass from the officer it was once all long gone. Imagining his buddies all cheering and chanting he opened his eyes with a smile, forgetting the place he was once for a 2d.

“He likes the robust ones then” mentioned the inked policeman “he quickly got here spherical.”

It most effective took seconds for it to hit, and no quicker had Al discovered there should had been one thing within the piss that it felt like he was once floating, gazing via his personal eyes from afar. An amazing surge of insatiable horniness flushed over him and his already laborious cock felt love it was once going to rip in the course of the now sweaty rubber shorts. He slightly remembered someplace in his cloudy thoughts that he simply needed to cum and it’d all be over. Fuck he felt wonderful. He attempted to grasp his cock forgetting his cuffed arms. His thirst was once already again inside seconds and he had to drink extra, and cum, he had to cum.

“Fuck, please boss” he begged having a look between the 3 officials who had already amassed round him, the rubber in their uniforms, shining within the mild appeared as excellent as his shorts and boots felt, we puzzled what they should really feel like on as he set free a carnal grunt.

“That’s proper pig,” mentioned the ginger officer, maintaining his wrists because the darkish officer uncuffed him and were given him up off the chair ahead of cuffing him once more “now time to get you correctly dressed, this was once only a taster.”

Al felt an excessively chilly sensation on his cock and balls. He opened his eyes with a deep piggy oink. He’d had reminiscence loss once more, he was once in a brand new room, hands cuffed to the steel bars of 2 prison cells all sides of him. Two of the officials have been giggling, rubbing ice cubes round his crotch whilst the tattooed one was once setting out his boots and shorts. Had he been there mins or hours?

“What’s happening?” slurred Al

“We defined all of it whilst you arrived and signed the disclaimer. You’re about to grow to be a human urinal till you cum.”
Al part laughed and part growled, fuck he was once so attractive it’d take seconds to cum and he was once so hazed and attractive at the moment it simply felt like his buddies have been simply being silly. This wasn’t so unhealthy.

“Deliver it on.” he slurred.

You heard him boys, he’s gagging for it now. Pass get Brent.”

Brent? I do know him!” laughed Al, writhing towards the cuffs, his freezing cock shrinking regardless of his insane horniness, fucking the air.

Al was once most effective part shocked to peer Brent input in a an identical complete rubber cop uniform wearing an empty pint glass and a steel contraption.

“Ello pig.” he grinned with the sexiest, evil smile. If he was once into guys, he’d certainly see why guys would opt for him, any of the officials in reality.

“Oink!” spoke back Al in settlement intoxicated with rubber lust.

“Able for the most productive bit now pig? You sought after the most productive sexual prime ever. You mentioned you’d be my rubber urinal and I’d get dressed you on the other hand I sought after till you got here.”

“I will’t bear in mind, however sure please I want it.” writhed Al.

Brett passed the steel factor to the ginger one. “Smartly the extra of our tainted piss you drink the extra intense this may get, the extra of a slutty rubber piss pig you’ll grow to be, all main as much as essentially the most universe shattering orgasm you’ll ever really feel. Then you definitely’re loose to move.”

“Mmmmmmm I will’t stay up for that” grunted Al.

“Oh you’ll have to attend” chuckled Brett opening his rubber combats pulling his laborious throbbing cock out and starting to piss into the pint glass “you in a position for extra?”

“Fuck yeah I need yours essentially the most!” he mentioned licking his lips.”

“Oh you’ve had lots already. Remember the fact that tablet we shared on the bar? You began blabbing about being a plumber then temporarily feeling attractive, I’d mentioned it’d make a sizzling porn for the plumber to grow to be a part of the plumbing, you’d agreed and part an hour later you have been consuming my piss out of a pint glass proper in entrance of your pals, they’d no clue however the recycled tablet in my piss made you wish to have extra and were given you hornier. I informed you concerning the membership I used to be a part of, and should you stored piss recycling that I’d take you and also you’d have the horniest enjoy you’d ever enjoy once more.”

“Oh yeah!” agreed deficient Al, both starting to keep in mind or simply filling within the blanks along with his creativeness.

“You really liked the sensation of the rubber whilst you’d found out I used to be dressed in it underneath my equipment so I took you off to the alley and also you sought after to be lined in it. So we’re gonna fit you up utterly, you’ll have that tremendous feeling all over the place each inch of your pores and skin.” Stated Brent lifting the pint of piss as much as Al’s mouth. He didn’t even hesitate this time, he gulped it down like the overall piss pig he was once becoming.

The sensations took seconds to hit him like a wall once more, he set free one almighty scream of delight. If he was once attractive ahead of then this was once one thing else, his pores and skin was once on fireplace and he in fact loved the style of the new salty yellow piss in his mouth and throat, it wanted filling the entire extra! His pores and skin begged to be lined in rubber and piss.
“Please please duvet me up boss!” Al cried.

“One minute,” winked the tattooed cop, maintaining up a mass of black rubber and smacking Al’s cock to make the semi laborious cock pass backtrack.

“We’re simply going to try this first,” lower in Brent maintaining up the steel factor for Al to peer.

“We’re going to however this unhealthy boy on you.”
It resembled a steel jock strap, with some roughly hole tube, and a strap for between the ass with a steel object connected.
“Fuck, what’s that?” requested Al, sounding apprehensive.
“It’s a NeoSteel. A chastity belt. Your cock is going in right here to give protection to it from stimulation and this factor is a , it’ll pass up and can also be remotely stimulated so your ass will obtain the entire excitement as an alternative of your cock.”
“However how will I cum?” happy Al.
The 4 officials appeared to one another with a realizing smirk.
“Just right query. You’ll be able to’t in reality.” Spoke back the darkish bearded one.
“Smartly then how do I am getting out, the deal was once I do that ‘til I cum.” mentioned Al, seeking to muster all of his sense.
“That also is the deal!” laughed Brett, “You’ll be able to take the rubber off as soon as you are taking the belt off and the belt comes off if you cum.”

“However you simply mentioned I will’t cum! That’s backwar-” Al’s mouth was once lined via Brent’s rubbered gloved hand.

“Oops.” He whispered quietly as he slipped 3 arms down his throat, fucking Al’s mouth. Al’s mouth welcomed it regardless of his thoughts announcing no, his cock started to pump with blood once more, a surge of fantastic horniness flush over him once more.

Al attempted to scream in the course of the glove as he felt a chilly liquid being squirted over his cock, balls and over his ass. Then with out caution a chilly steel intruder was once rammed into his ass. He part screamed out in terror and and part absolute filthy excitement, gagging on Brent’s hand.

Al then felt his destiny being sealed as a central belt was once fixed round his sweating waist. He whimpered because the tube slid up his shaft swallowing his cock entire and keeping apart his balls, shoving them to the aspect A steel protect was once positioned over the tube hiding his balls and attaching to the cock tube. Then a strap was once slotted into the belt at the rear above his ass crack, maintaining the plug firmly in position and coming underneath the frame previous the separated balls, clipping along with the entrance protect and tube ahead of in any case assembly with the locking put up at the entrance of the belt.
“Able for the padlock pig?” growled Brent.

Al shook his head, seeking to plead with him.

chicken with a noisy ultimate click on Brent launched his hand from Al’s mouth because the ginger pervert locked the large padlock in position handing the important thing to Brent.

Al set free an almighty guttural scream of frustration which was once simply met via laughter from his captors.

“Please I’m so on the subject of cu-” begged Al ahead of he was once silenced via extra piss being poured down his throat via the darkish cop. He attempted to spit it out however needed to swallow some to forestall himself from chocking. The frenzy was once again, his cock throbbed in it’s jail as his middle threatened to overcome it’s means out of his cheat and the cloud of primal lust clouded his mind. Al set free a hysterical chuckle.

“Fuck you’re going to ship me insane with horniness you bastards!”

“We all know!” shrugged the inked officer as he started to power Al’s toes into the socks of the rubber swimsuit. His ft felt just like the have been orgasming as the sensation unfold up his meaty thighs and lined his knees with the tight black rubber.
“No no no no mmm yeah no.” whimpered Al pathetically as he noticed the swimsuit being pulled up over his chastity, making the polished steel jock vanish in to a sea of slippery, glossy black rubber.

“Oh prevent it feels too excellent. Simply let me cum please.” he cried fruitlessly because the rubber was once massaged up his chest via two of the officials. His arms have been grabbed firmly via Brent as one of the most others unlocked the cuffs permitting the others to tug his arms down into the hands which pressured his arms into the form of fists, and sucked right into a mitt, rendering his arms pointless. Once had he discovered that he couldn’t transfer his arms, Al felt them jerked at the back of him and cuffed at the back of his again over again because the swimsuit was once pulled over his shoulders and up his neck, resting around the again of his head. He discovered it was once all one piece of rubber leaving just a hollow for his face. Brent seemed in entrance of him gazing his face longingly, with a virtually sorrowful glance on his face. He pulled him in for the private passionate snog, shoving his tongue down Al’s throat, who was once powerless to withstand as any other wave of delight carried him away with the robust tough kiss.

After what appeared an age Brent pulled away and mentioned “it’s a disgrace to peer that pass” as be stepped again revealing the ginger officer maintaining what appeared like a with a head strap. Because the cop lifted it to his mouth he discovered it was once the dimensions of an enormous eight-inch however was once hole within the heart making a centimeter tube in the course of the period of it. Al’s eyes widened in terror as he attempted to scream, the darkish place of work grabbing his mouth and forcing it open as Al attempted to power his mouth close.
It was once too past due.

This mouth was once being forcibly full of the black rubber monster, raping his throat as he screamed and gagged, ‘til it burned it’s means down additional and additional ‘til no noise got here out, only a faint hum that was once as soon as his scream. His eyes streaming in ache, noticed the mouth finish of the tube had straps because the have been pulled at the back of his head and locked into position forcing his mouth into an everlasting scream, the dildo tube inflicting him to gag and swallow repeatedly as he attempted to breath via his nostril. Then with out even a second to realism what the tube was once for, a hood was once pulled over all of it, overlaying his good-looking, terrified face, blinding him to the sector round him. He felt the zip pulled down at the back of him ultimate the hood as a collar was once added locking all of it in position with any other click on of what should had been a padlock.

One thing else was once added to the mouth, possibly any other tube, possibly a funnel however no matter it was once there was once no selection as he felt piss already filling his throat, he didn’t even need to swallow. The style of robust, yellow, doped piss took him over in an instant quenching his timeless thirst and in an instant sending him sky rocking on a prime of lust, he couldn’t see or make a legitimate however his rubber pores and skin felt as despite the fact that each inch of him was once being fucked via rubber. Handiest then did he really feel the butt plug come to existence, throbbing with a sluggish deep pulsing that higher with each pulse, if most effective he may just contact his cock he would explode into an orgasm that might tear him in two. He was once proper at the edge, however may just simply now not tip over. He heard the jingling of keys and heard muffled voices, of what he concept was once Brent, ordering the others to hold him to the membership.

He’d blacked out with excitement once more. His respiring was once again to standard and his thoughts felt cognitive once more. It took him a second to keep in mind what he was once feeling, the pulsing in his aching ass at a minimal, the metal round his cock fighting any sensation, his throat crammed and fucked via the monstrous urinal pipe and his arms caught at the back of him, the load underneath him made him mindful he should had been sat on his ass along with his again to a wall. All throughout the swimsuit felt heat and rainy, he should had been pissing inside of his personal swimsuit. Throughout him he may just listen shuffling of toes and chatter drowned out via the sound of thudding song. He attempted to combat and transfer however he may just really feel a tugging at his mouth. The tube was once connected to one thing; pull as laborious as he may just along with his frame weight he couldn’t in reality transfer. His pals should be questioning the place he was once via now, how lengthy had it been?

With out caution, piss seemed in his throat as he heard giggling above him. This piss wasn’t doped, it was once simply common sizzling piss, he sought after to sob however with out his mouth he simply made abnormal buzzing sounds. He had to piss and was once nonetheless so thirsty. He heard a muffled voice, say, “No the urinal likes this sort of piss best possible, watch this.”

He couldn’t inform if it was once one of the most officials however he was once guzzling down extra piss seconds later simply as he felt his personal bladder pass, feeling as despite the fact that piss was once pouring in a single finish and out via his pointless cock, filling his swimsuit which spill out onto the ground, making him not more than simply plumbing in a device of urinals.

The wave of doped piss hit him once more simply because the electro in his ass started to pulse in his hollow once more as he was once carried again to the very fringe of orgasm, each considered one of his senses intoxicated via rubber, piss and denial. He gurgled in excitement as his personal ideas left him, he couldn’t bear in mind his identify simply that he cherished being a urinal.

“Extra piss!” he sought after to cry out into his tube because the nameless man completed, most effective to get replaced via the sound of a number of extra pairs of toes as they started to piss into the urinal. Someplace within the far-off recesses of his thoughts he so sought after to be loose, however the ecstatic euphoria the piss introduced him was once such a lot more potent than any will he had felt. He stopped suffering and gulped and gulped. He would simply have to simply accept his tight, inescapable, rubbery piss jail till he may just cum, possibly he simply had to drink sufficient piss.

Possibly the following piss prime will be the one to tip him over the brink of orgasm.

There was once just one technique to to find out.

Afternoon Castration

Placing Castration Bands with Elastrator

Castrated. Damn…hard to believe, but it happened, sure as shit it did, and I’ll never forget that slice of the knife as long as I live. Nope, that is imbedded in my brain like it was yesterday.

It all started over a girl, like a lot of things I suppose. My girl. The boy’s name was Dakota Jennings, and he went after my girl and she fell for the bastard and I don’t know why. But after she dumped me, I was mad as hell, and when you are mad and a horny teenager and missing the senor prom because some jerkwad has stolen your girl then sometimes you do what has to be done.

Now, I wasn’t stupid. I knew enough for example not to try to capture the bastard by myself, because he was one hell of a strong kid and I sure as hell knew enough to know that. He was a swimmer, with that perfect body of a developing adolescent and the real truth was that I envied him. He was a jock, plain and simple, while I was a lanky 130 pound 18 year old with a pencil dick. I had acne too; not too extreme I suppose but still there non-the-less, and I grew my hair long and it covered my ears. Dakota on the other hand had that clean cut short hair all American look that pissed me off, and which the girls seemed to craze. He had perfect blue eyes and a perfect orthodontic smile and a set of six-pac abs, and along with all that he had perfect grades, and I hated him.

He and I had shared a senior gym class, where the jock ruled and I was the laughing stock, and while I hated every minute he seemed to relish it. One thing I knew from that class was that he was hung too, at least in the balls department, and I had seen him in gym enough times to know the kid had a big set of bullocks. Huge would be a better description! God, when he pulled off his jock after sweating through class they literally swung between his legs, like two big plumbs ripe for the picking! I think it was the fact he was so proud of them, and also because of the way they seemed to emphasize his manliness, that I decided to take them. I knew enough to know that once he’d lost is balls his interest in Linda would dry up in a hurry, and from my way of thinking, she’d come back to me once I turned her new boyfriend into a eunuch.

I knew why she had taken a liking to him. Hell, all the girls liked him. And next to Dakota I looked like a boy. For one thing, I was rail thin, and I didn’t have much in the way of the muscle department. I tried to compensate by going over to the EMO look, with my jet black hair and deep brown eyes. I had a tongue piercing, and two earrings in one ear, and I was looking at tats and hoping to get one in the near future. I had been in trouble a few times with the law, did some drugs and got caught at it, and also had ripped off a few homes that only Linda knew about. So, I guess I was a kid going nowhere, while he on the other hand was heading for college and an oh-so-perfect future upper-class life.

It was all so unfair! And, it even went so far as sexual development. At 18 I had two little patches of black hair under each armpit, and another small little patch above my five inch dick, but other than that I was as smooth as a ten year old. My legs were for the most part devoid of hair as well, and there wasn’t even a thin line between my navel and my dick. My chest was totally smooth, and my flat stomach didn’t have a sign of muscle. Shit—to be a senior in high school with a little boy look was embarrassing as hell, and I was certainly humiliated by the way my body was turning out. It didn’t help my balls were small, at least they were next to most of the guys in gym class, and of course I got laughed at regularly. Dakota was a jock, a man in every since of the word, with a big cock and a massive set of nuts and that oh-so-perfect body all guys wish they had. Then, he took my girl, and after that at night I would jerk off my thin cock to the thought of castrating Dakota, and I’d shoot my watery load onto my chest to the fantasy of stealing his nuts. It slowly became an obsession, and I worked out the details, and I was living for the day when I would cut off his nuts and make him envy my balls, as unimpressive as they were.

My plan wasn’t very sophisticated, but from my perspective it didn’t have to be, and I put it in place shortly after the school year had ended. I knew Dakota worked at a burger joint after school, trying to earn money for college, and it didn’t take much to figure out when he worked and more importantly when he got off. I set it up for a Saturday afternoon, as his shift ended, and paid off three guys to get him tied down for me. I didn’t tell them I was gonna castrate the fuckwad, no, I didn’t tell them that. I just told them I wanted to teach him a lesson, to whip his ass with a belt, and I needed him tied down and helpless so I could do it to him. I knew the kids from a YMCA camp my parents had made me go to the previous summer, which had been attended by a few inner city kids that I had gotten to know. They thought it was funny as hell, and for $20 each they grabbed him after he left work and dragged his ass out to the edge of town, at a place we all just called “the pit.” It was next to a catfish pond, and there was a junkyard of sorts there, which included a number of worn out washers, dryers, and even a couple of old refrigerators. The place was abandoned, except on occasion a guy would take his girl there to park, or to smoke some weed. But for the most part nobody went there, and I knew on a Saturday afternoon it would almost certainly be unattended.

After they had kidnapped him, they drove back into town and gave me a call, and I left immediately and drove right out to the spot where they had left him planning to do the deed. When I arrived they had tied the nineteen year old jock over an oven that somebody had tossed in the dump, so his two ankles were tied to the front legs and he was bent over it, his arms tied to the oven door handle on the other side. He was already naked when I got there, his big bullocks, heated by the sun, hanging down towards his knees and swinging as he struggled. To me, they were just hanging there waiting, waiting for me and the knife. I had brought my Gerber just for the purpose, and it was razor sharp and I knew his balls would be no match for the steel. I wore a stocking cap I had, with holes for the eyes, nose, and mouth, and I knew that with it on he would not be able to identify me. As I walked up to him, and he tuned and saw me, initially he started to beg me to untie him. But then he took in the mask I was wearing, and at that point he was smart enough to know that letting him go wasn’t in the plan. I saw his eyes go really wide then and that’s when he went crazy and jerked against every rope that held him.

I looked at his pile of clothes, and decided to go through his pockets. For one thing, taking his cash I figured would perhaps make the authorities think a robbery had been the main intention, but as luck would have it there was less than twenty bucks in his billfold. There was a nice picture of Linda thought, and in his right side pocket of his jeans was a lubricated rubber, and on the package it said: “Ribbed for Her Pleasure.” Right then that’s when I got the idea to fuck him. I had never fucked a guy in my entire life, never wanted to for that matter, but as I saw him bent over and his legs spread, his hole seemed to wink at me. I hadn’t fucked anything but my five-fingered friend for more than two months, ever since my girlfriend had dumped me for the jock now tied before me, and suddenly his hole looked inviting in a way I can’t really describe. I know for certain my dick went rock hard, and I figured it wouldn’t take that long and I’d enjoy nutting him a lot more after I had fucked his hole and shot my wad as I emptied my balls.

I took out the rubber, and when he saw it in my hand he went crazy then, and was jerking and straining so hard every muscle in his perfect body was pulling against the ropes that were spreading him wide and forcing him to open his hole as if he was begging for it. He started screaming for help, and I knew right then it was well past time to shut him up.

I picked up one of his socks, which was in the pile next to his jeans, and stuffed it into his mouth, and then took some duck tape I had brought and finished the gag. While I didn’t mind him grunting, and I actually enjoyed listening to him, I just didn’t’ seem to think that letting him yell out was all that good of an idea, even though I knew that nobody was around that could hear him. Still, once he was gagged, I was a lot happier. After I had him so he couldn’t yell, that’s when I pulled down my own pants to my knees, and then rolled the ribbed condom over my rock hard dick that was jutting up at the sky. I didn’t really need the condom, but I didn’t think it was too wise to leave a load of sperm in his ass that some enterprising police office might trace to me. Anyway, as soon as I had rolled the rubber on my dick, I moved up against him and prepared to mount him like a whore.

He went even more ballistic, and started thrashing back and forth, and I could see his powerful thighs tense up as he struggled to pinch close his hole and to protect the entrance to his bowels. The condom was lubed, but even so I spit on my latex covered dick to add some more, and then I pushed my dick up against his hole, and then, as I felt the lips of his ass accommodate the head of my teenage dick, I pushed forward and leaned into him. With a slight bit of pressure, I went all the way in then, with a single thrust, until my erection was buried to the hilt and my small bag of nuts were up against his ass.

He tossed his head back and grunted in shame, and that’s when I smiled and started to fuck him. Each thrust slammed into his prostate, and that made him grunt, and the ribbed condom really stimulated his hole and I could tell he didn’t like it. I hadn’t said anything to him, nothing at all, and he had no idea who was fucking him, or even why. Still, I fucked him, and I savored every single second I was pounding his hole. He grunted and struggled and jerked and tried to twist, but no matter what he did it made no difference. I loved feeling his struggles, and that only made me increase my thrusting, and soon I was slamming my cock in and out of his ass, and I wanted to laugh as he took it like a woman. His hole was tight, very tight, and his body temperature warmed my pole almost exactly like a woman’s pussy. He was a hot fuck, yes he was, and I fucked him like he was my girlfriend, fast and deep, and soon my balls were churning and I knew I was going to shoot my wad.

I would have loved to fuck him for a long time, but I didn’t want to put off his castration any longer than necessary, and I wasn’t trying to make him feel good either. That said, I did slow down though, just before I shot, long enough to take out my Gerber so he could see what I was gonna use to nut him. I laid the open knife right on top of the oven he was tied over, so he could see it there. As he took in the knife, and the razor sharp blade, I started to thrust my cock deep into him again, slamming into him hard enough to rock the oven he was tied to. He was grunting again, right away, and so was I, and then as my balls started to churn again and I prepared to shoot my wad, I whispered into his ear, working hard to disguise my voice as I did so.

As he stared at my knife I said: “You feel my cock? I’m gonna fill you with my sperm, and then I’m gonna use the knife and castrate you. Get ready, cause you can kiss your big balls goodbye. Here comes my wad, right NOW!”

As I said those words I was probably less than a second from ejaculating, and that’s when the oven door came off.

I never saw it coming. One second I was fucking him and about to cum, and he was struggling and grunting as my cock slammed in and out of his hole, and the next he had literally jerked the old oven door completely off of its frame, tearing out the rusted hinges with the power of his desperation. I suppose that the combination of fear of being castrated, along with the humiliation of being fucked, just joined together to give him the strength necessary to tear that oven door off of those hinges.

What I know for certain was that he jerked that oven door straight up, over his head, and since his wrists were still tied to its handle it was almost like it was an extension of his arms. He tossed the big thing right over his head, and it came down and slammed right into the back of my head, hitting me so hard I almost passed out. I staggered, and fell back and as I did my cock popped out of him, and I landed on my ass on the ground. I had no idea what really had happened. I started to get up, and was up on one knee and about to stand when he swung his torso, slamming the entire oven door sideways this time, so that the big steel door struck me right across the left cheek. There was this blinding pain that shot through my jaw, and I hit the ground, hard, the entire sky spinning as I crumpled from the intensity of the blow.

I do not know exactly what happened next, not precisely anyway, but I remember everything was blurred. He managed to get to the knife that was still laying where I had laid it out, right in front of him, and soon he had cut himself free from the ropes that had tied him. I know I saw him doing that, from a somewhat dazed point of view, and I know that I rolled over on my stomach and tried to crawl away from him. I was bleeding out of my mouth, and I noticed when I spit that a couple of teeth had been knocked out of me. The left side of my face was numb, and it was pretty clear that the oven door had done a number on my face. I was desperate to get away, but he picked up that oven door one more time then and slammed it into me, hitting me with it flat on my back right about where my shoulders were. I crumpled like a rag doll then. Still, I never passed out, but I sure as hell was stunned, and as far as being able to fight him that was never in the cards. From the first hit of the oven door, I was at his mercy.

He jumped on my back then, and pulled my two wrists back, behind me, and then he tied them together, so damn tight I thought he was gonna cut the circulation off. Then, after he had done that, he rolled me over, so I was on my back and looking right up at the sky. My jeans and underpants were still at my knees, where I had pulled them down to fuck him, and my cock was still covered with his condom, although my erection had for the most part disappeared at that point. He sat right on top of me, on my thighs, straddling me, and that’s when he ripped off his gag and spit out the socks I had forced in his mouth. Then, he reached down and pulled my hooded stocking cap off of my face.

As he took in who I was he said “FUCK! FUCK ME! YOU! OH FUCK MAN, YOU ARE DEAD MEAT! DEAD! YOU HERE ME! YOU ARE A FUCKING DEAD MAN TANNER! YOU FUCKED ME! YOU FUCKED ME! GOD DAMN! YOU WERE GONNA CASTRATE ME TOO!!! OH MAN…TANNER, FUCK. FUCK YOU! WELL TANNER—ILL TELL YOU ONE THING. YOUR FUCKING BALLS ARE HISTORY! HISTORY!”

I tried to beg him, to tell him I was sorry, but my mouth wasn’t working and as it turned out later my jaw had been broken. I could taste the blood in my mouth, and as I stared at him and he looked at me he suddenly jerked my pants down, and off, and then he pulled my legs apart and lifted me up, by my thighs, so that he was under me, he on his knees and my legs straddling him. I looked down and saw his cock then, and it was up and eager and juttig. A few seconds later I felt it, as he pulled me down onto it. I tried to beg, and tired to move, but the reality was there wasn’t much I could do and I was still in so much shock from getting hit with that oven door that I was definitely not at my best form. The next thing I knew his dick was in me. I had never seen him with a boner before, and his cock was big, really big, and I did not think it was possible to slide his massive erection it into me. But I was wrong. But when he shoved his fat cock into my hole it literally brought tears to my eyes and I felt like it was splitting open my hole. Fuck it hurt! No! Suddenly, the roles had been reversed, and the fuckee was now the fucker, and I was the whore! NO!

There was nothing I could do at that point, nothing at all, but grunt and stare into his eyes as he fucked me. We faced each other, and I felt him impaling me, ramming his huge cock in and out of my ultra tight virgin hole with a vengeance. He used no lube at all, and it hurt like hell, but even so after a while I felt this strange feeling, the way his cock was ramming into my prostate, and my dick went rock hard and was soon jutting, even as he slammed his own cock in and out of my hole. When I got hard he reached down to my dick and pulled off the rubber, so my cock was jutting up at the sky, the big purple end of it round and full, the single eye dripping with precum. My hands were tied tight beneath me, and all I could do was stare at him and my stiff cock as he fucked me like a girl. At some point as hard as it is to believe my nuts started to churn, and I don’t know why, and then a few minutes later I started to shoot my cream and it all came out in white ropes of sperm, squirting in lines up my stomach and onto my flat chest. The first shot of my sperm hit my chin. I came and came and came, and in hindsight it was probably the biggest load of my life. All total, I think I shot about 5 lines of cream, emptying my balls as his cock forced it from me. At some point while I was cumming he too ejaculated, his entire wad of hot seed jetting into my hole, splashing up against my prostate and filling me with his load of seed. I could feel his hot load shooting into me, and it was my worst nightmare, and as I lived through the feeling it was so humiliating it cannot be described.

It was then, after he had cum, and my own wad was splashed on my stomach, that he reached up with my knife in his right hand, and grabbed my balls with his left. He was still rock hard, still imbedded in my hole, and he had a grin on his face then like a schoolboy. I managed to get out a “NO!” as he laid the steel blade up against my own small scrotum, and then for a second he hesitated, and time seemed to stand still. Then, he laughed, and I tried to beg him, but I couldn’t really talk and it didn’t matter anyway. He jerked outward with his left hand, pulling my nuts out from my body and stretching them. At the same time he started to move his right wrist then, moving my knife back and forth, and as he did this tremendous pain shot through my groin and after that for the next few seconds I just lived through my own castration. He sawed my balls off with my own knife, and as it was being done I felt so weak, so humiliated, so ‘bested’ and so beaten it cannot be described. He unmanned me, literally, and it was clear when I had been done and it was over that I was nothing compared to him. The truth at that point was that he owned my girl, and my balls.

As soon as he had nutted me, he laughed, and then he started to thrust his cock in and out of my hole all over again, fucking me with a renewed intensity, almost as if the act of castrating me had reinvigorated him. He was rock hard, and his big rod impaled me, and I cold feel the head of his cock sliding in and out of my hole, each thrust deep and made with a vengeance. He was into it, really enjoying fucking me, and I could see the way he looked at me that he owned me. What was even more surprising I think was that he ejaculated all over again in less that a couple of minutes. The message was clear. He was a real man, a stud, and I was a nothing. Almost to emphasize that point, my own cock shriveled to a worm as he fucked me, and by the time he shot his wad and squirted his seed into me my own pole was small and unimpressive. Limp and nut-less, I felt his DNA shooting into me one more time, and at that point I was beaten and there was nothing left to fight for. As soon as he had squirted his second load of cream and deposited it deep within my ass, he picked up my severed balls and held them right up to my face, making sure I could see what I no longer owned.

That’s when he said: “Pretty small set of balls if you asked me. Well, too bad for you Tanner. You don’t deserve them. I know it. Linda knows it. And so do you.“

Then, with a toss, he threw them over the bank, so that they landed in the catfish pond. I heard them splash, and there was no doubt that my nuts were fish food at that point. That’s when he leaned down to me, his big cock still buried inside of me, and then he said: “You kidnapped me, tied me up, fucked me, and tried to castrate me. Just remember, the police can’t give you your balls back, no matter what. But if you tell the police who did this to you, everyone’s gonna know everything. I swear. Including what Linda has told me about your antics, and those houses you broke into earlier in the summer. So, I suggest you just live with it. You know what you did, and unfortunately for you, it didn’t quite go the way you had planned. Now, you better deal with it—you only have yourself to blame for getting yourself castrated.”

Then he pulled his still hard cock out with a slurping sound, and laughed. He slid on his underpants, and stuffed his big rod inside, and then pulled on his jeans after that. After he put on his shirt he rolled me over and cut the ropes off of my wrists, and then he slid his middle finger up my hole one last time. As he did he said: “Your hole was tight. Almost as tight as a virgin pussy. And one more thing. If you get horny and need a fuck, bring your hole over anytime and I’ll fuck it raw. You’re nothing but a bitch now, so get used to it.”

I wanted to cry. He pulled his finger out with a pop, and then he pocketed my Gerber, as a souvenir I suppose, and then he left me. A few minutes later I heard my truck start up, and after that he was gone. I was in pretty bad shape, but got to the highway and eventually a guy stopped and picked me up and I caught a ride home, and then from there I went to the hospital. My truck was already there, almost as if he knew I’d be going there. Still, for some reason, I didn’t feel like driving it for a while anyway.

Of the things he had said, he was right of course, and so I had to stick to the story that I had no idea who had nutted me. The doctors fixed my jaw, but they couldn’t do much to fix my missing scrotum, and while they could stitch up the cut they didn’t have a magic set of nuts to replace what I had lost. I thought about my options, and in the end I didn’t tell them I had been raped, or what had happened, or what I knew. Consequently, they never took any DNA swaps from my ass, and since I didn’t tell them all that much they didn’t look very hard for who had attacked me. They knew I knew more than I was telling them, but with my prior record and EMO look, I don’t think they really cared.

A Fantasy Realized… (Part 1)

It had always been his fantasy to be used by Men, specifically Black Men. Matt was reasonably popular and well liked at the Prep School he attended. He played soccer and tennis for the school team. He was not outwardly effeminate, but neither did he have a steady girlfriend. Matt was still very much a virgin in so many things. Matt was also a typical boy. Now in his senior year and having turned 18 last month he was just a couple weeks away from graduation and acceptance at the University for the next term was a given. Matt was also a typical teenage raging hormone. Matt like to surf the local chat sites, but was always to afraid to approach anyone. But his ever growing urges were getting the best of him… so much so that his fantasy was turning to an obsession. Then he saw a post that really caught his attention!
FOUR BLACK MEN We are four black tops that are seeking a white bottom for once a month weekend play.  We all were in the joint together some time ago, and at that time had a white bottom in our cell that we immensely enjoyed.   We all have straight lives now, and discretion on your part is essential.   You must be white and into 100% service.  Younger the better, but will consider all.   Also, you need to have a high pain threshold, as we will play very very rough with you.   We may have several bitches that you will need to co-serve with.   Our cocks are:  2 – 9″,  1 – 10″, 1- 11″  All thick.   Be ready to rim, suck, be fisted and fucked.   Full toilet servitude may be a requirement (piss is for sure)  send your resume to me for review.  If you are a potential, we will provide you with instructions for service.  Must be able to travel for once a month play.   You should be OK with bruises and scars.  When you are used up, you will be discarded for another bitch.   Our call when we are done with your ass.
Matt was absolutely possessed by the personal ad from the moment he first read the words… and probably reread the message at least 30 times before he mustered the courage and sent a reply along with his picture. It was a few days since Matt had sent his message. He had heard nothing and thought it was probably just as well… not likely real anyway. He was already focused and studying for finals anyway, so that took most of his time. Matt was having trouble this time; study was never a difficult thing for him, but he was having trouble concentrating. Unable to shake the words of the ad from his mind, he struggled and read and reread passages from his books trying to grasp the knowledge he needed to pass his finals. Then suddenly Matt’s computer chimed with a new message. Matt didn’t think much of it… one of his friends, he thought, probably wants to play a game or go out somewhere and hang out. He needed a break anyway… he had his head in those books for hours already. But when Matt looked at the computer, he went limp, there it was, the message he had both wanted and dreaded. A message from the FOUR BLACK MEN and subject was simple and direct… “REPORT DATE” Matt opened the message and read. “Your petition has been reviewed and you have been selected to begin your service on Saturday 1 month from today. You are required to CLEAR YOUR SCHEDULE of ANY other commitments you have made previously and report freshly scrubbed and showered. You will wear only a sleeveless shirt, athletic pants and sneakers. NO OTHER CLOTHING IS PERMITTED – MAKE SURE YOU ADHERE TO THESE REQUIREMENTS.” “Your service is NOT optional. A background investigation has been done and we have noted your personal information, your parents background and places of employment, and of your future plans for University. Should you FAIL TO REPORT AS ORDERED then this information will be used and your parents will learn about you as well as their employers and friends. We are sure you can understand and agree that your COMPLIANCE TO THIS DIRECTIVE IS MANDATORY!” “GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR FINALS NEXT WEEK!” Matt was in absolute shock. He could no longer concentrate or focus on his studies. Matt was having a mild panic attack about the whole situation. Had he put his whole family in some danger? How did they get this information? Matt’s mind was racing… and he found himself pacing in his bedroom back and forth. Then he noticed his reflection in the mirrored closet door… he had noticeably stained the pants he was wearing… he was leaking pre-cum uncontrollably and then all of sudden Matt realized he was actually getting a massive hard on. Matt realized that he had actually found what he had always fantasized about. He quickly jumped on his bed and pushed off his pants and shorts and started to jack off in order to dispatch the erection before anyone else in the house noticed it. When he was done taking care of the immediate problem… Matt quickly took a shower and tried to get the stain out of his pants before his Mom would see it when she did the laundry. Matt thought about the email constantly… it was evident to him that he had gotten himself into this situation and he would have to take care of it himself as well… his parents could absolutely not ever know of his most intimate desire and fetish. Matt continued to struggle with his studies for the rest of the weekend. Monday was the start of Finals Week… it was make or break for him and college… he knew he had to do well. His grades were essential to going to school next term. Finals Week did NOT go well for Matt. Try as he might he struggled with the tests his teachers presented. Where did THIS come from? He thought he was thorough in his preparations… and yet, everything seemed about stuff he did not review. Matt also could not shake the words of the FOUR BLACK MEN “Your service is NOT optional…” These men had a plan for him… and then Matt would realize his cock would start getting hard again… OMG, this cannot be happening now Matt thought to himself. The following week Matt’s worst fears came true. His test scores were posted and Matt did poorly in every class. He could not believe what he saw… he was screwed… he would have to take Summer School just to graduate now… and college, forget the University… they would not take him now… not with these grades. Matt faced his parents with the news. Their faces were drawn and completely aghast at what their son was telling them. His dad was absolutely pissed. “How could you be so be absolutely fucking irresponsible?” And his mom was just beside herself, muttering how she would not be able to face the other women at the club when they found out… she walked toward the kitchen and started to pull stuff out of the cabinets to bake something… whenever Matt’s mom lost control over her emotions she would start cooking things and it could go on for days. Matt realized he had really screwed up bad. The next few days were bad for Matt. His father would not speak to him. The few comments he did make to Matt usually started off with “You’ll probably just fuck this up as well…” and then he cornered Matt one morning just before he got in his car to leave for work and said “You had better start making a plan for the future boy. I suggest you start looking for some kind of a job. Your mom and I are very disappointed in you and I am not going to continue to support a fuck up.” He turned and started to walk away from Matt… Matt was in shock at what his dad had just said to him. Then his dad stopped in his tracks all of sudden and turned back and looked directly at his son “Oh, and Matt, you are no longer welcome to live in this house. So pack up your shit and find somewhere else to live, you have 2 weeks!” Matt’s world suddenly collapsed in on itself. Everything he once thought he had was gone. He knew his dad was serious and his mom would never go against her husband once he had made a decision. Matt’s whole support system was destroyed. The weight of the announcement from his dad, the sudden realization of what had just happened, Matt just fell back against the wall and his knees went weak and could no longer support the weight of his body and he just slowly slid down the wall until his knees were at shoulder level and he put his head between his legs and just starting to bawl and cry uncontrollably for the next half hour. It has been 1 month since Matt’s perfect world was destroyed. In that time he has learned what happens to boys who don’t meet expectations. Abandoned by his own family when his own father cast him out of the only home he had ever known, Matt was completely devastated and lost. The first day he was packing up his belongings as he had been told to do when his father walked in and looked over what was going in the boxes. He reached into the box and pulled the laptop out and asked “What the hell boy? Fuck you, you are not taking this computer, the same is true for that fancy smartphone and tablet either! You can get your own now, the free ride you had is over. Make sure you clean your stuff out of those devices and just leave them here when you go.” Matt was stunned once again. He had never realized what an asshole his dad could be. Anger started to build in young Matt as he thought of all the things he could wreck and damage before he left his fathers fucked up little estate. But Matt didn’t have it in him… he wasn’t a fighter. He sat down to start cleaning up the computer and then came across the email from the FOUR BLACK MEN – REPORT DATE. “Your petition has been reviewed and you have been selected to begin your service on Saturday 1 month from today. You are required to CLEAR YOUR SCHEDULE of ANY other commitments you have made previously and report freshly scrubbed and showered.“ He read the message again a couple of times and printed it out and then deleted the email as part of the clean up. His report date was tomorrow. Matt thought to himself, Why Not? At least, his body was his own, he could do what he wanted now and he had no other commitments anymore. Again, Matt just then realized his cock was getting hard and he was leaking precum. Matt was more then a little nervous when he showed up at the appointed place at the assigned time. He went to the door but before he could even ring the bell the door suddenly swung open. “Yeh? Whadda want? We ain’t buying nothin!” Startled Matt stammered out “uh? No! I’m Matt” The tall lean black man at the door grinned and then stepped to one side and directed Matt inside and yelled back into the house. “Da bitch is here!“ Matt walked into the house, a modest 2 story house in the older part of town. Matt had never been in this neighborhood before as it was outside of his previously normal life. An older black gentlemen stood up when Matt walked into what was a large open living room, with a big screen television and requisite sporting event playing. The older gentlemen spoke and said “Hello Matt, I am glad you are here. Just stand there for now as we are going to have a short little chat first. Do you know why you are here?” Matt again had to force words out his mouth “Ye, Yea, Yes Sir! You want a white boy to play with.” The man replied “That is essentially right Matt, but it goes farther then that. ”… you are here to SERVE US. When you came through that door you became OURS to use as we see fit until you are no longer needed. Is that clear to you Matt?“ Matt was very nervous now, but he responded “Yes Sir.” “Good boy! Now Matt, you will follow my instructions to the letter from now on. Be a good boy and strip off those clothes and give me a good look at the body you have for me and my crew to use and enjoy.” Matt quickly obeyed and took off the clothes he had worn. There was not much to remove as the instructions had been equally clear a tank top shirt, gym trousers and his favorite tennis shoes. Matt stood there naked in front of the two black men in the room. Matt felt very inadequate in front of these men. They were both much larger and far more muscular than he was. The younger man that met Matt at the door had just stayed quiet and stood to side of this older man. The older man spoke again “Very nice, you will do quite nicely Matt, not bad for a stupid white boy.” Matt was surprised by the comment, it was suddenly out of character. Just then the man said to his friend “James, please explain it to the stupid white boy!” Suddenly and with astounding speed the young black man sprung into action with a karate like high kick that went straight to Matt’s face and sent his head back and then a moment later a second kick straight up between Matt’s naked legs and smashing his ball sack against Matt’s body. The reaction was instantaneous. Matt went crashing to the floor gasping for air  trying to scream in agony but not able for a lack of oxygen to even fill his lungs. Matts hands had instinctively gone to his crushed balls, but they were grabbed and dragged back behind his body and Matt heard the ratchets click behind him as hands and arms were cuffed behind his back. Matt just laid there. His bloodied face half smashed into the carpet, unable to move and also realizing that he was in serious trouble now. He then heard these words spoken to him by the older man “Yes, a very stupid white boy. Not only have you let your guard down to be used by a black man but you boy have done so with four black men who have all been in prison as well. Your little white ass belongs to us now boy!” With that the older black man undid the leather belt on his pants and pulled it off his waist and looped it around Matt’s neck like a noose. Matt heard the man tell the younger black man “Take this little faggot downstairs and start prepping him, the others will be here soon.” The young man was not at all gentle. He took the end of the leather belt from the other man and just start to drag Matt by the neck across the floor instantly choking him. Matt could not even try to stand because he was being hauled around by the leather belt with this hands cuffed behind him. The door to a stairway was open and Matt was simply dragged head first down the staircase being scraped and scratched all the way down. When Matt finally hit the floor of the empty basement the young sadist lifted him up by the leather belt to his face and hocked a huge load of spit directly into Matt’s face. Matt was then literally thrown down on a table smashing his wrist into the small of his back and cinching the cuffs even more around his wrists. Matt felt a chain then go around his neck and leather belt was stripped away violently causing a slight burn against his skin. Then his ankles were secured to the table as well by chains. Matt was now utterly and completely powerless to do anything about this situation. The young man completely shaved Matts head leaving only his eyebrows and eyelashes. He then wiped the blood from Matts face but a nasty bruise had already developed from the crushing blow to his nose. After about 40 minutes of this the young man was done. Matt heard some footsteps on the stairs coming down and then he heard the older man say to James. “Get him up” The young man undid the chains and the cuffs from Matt’s body and helped him off the table, but then pushed him down into a crouched position in front of a mirror. Then the older black man knelt down beside Matt and looked at Matt reflection in the mirror and pointed to him. He spoke calmly and softly to Matt. “Now listen to me boy as I am only going to tell you this one time.” “The life you had once upon a time is over. It ended the moment you stepped through that door upstairs. There is no going back to that life now. You are now just a faggot. You do not have any more choices to make in life. Over the next several months you are going to be USED. I will tell you now, that you will eventually be used up. In the meantime, you will SERVE me and my crew. When you are NOT doing that you will used by anyone else willing to pay us for you. We are going to make some serious coin with you boy. When you are not being used in some way then you will be left chained here alone until you are needed again. When you can no longer meet the demands this requires of you then you will be discarded for another bitch and sold. There is no escaping this boy… this is your life now.” Just then Matt heard the sounds of the other two black men arriving and coming down the stairs and Matt realized that the nightmare his life had become was about to begin. The older man acknowledged his buddies arrival with a quick wave which also meant to them ‘Shut the fuck up’. The new arrivals realized that the boss man was talking at the naked white boy on his knees and they instantly went quiet in order to hear what he was going to say to their new fuck toy. “Matt, this is going to get rough for you… VERY ROUGH. I already know that you flunked your finals, and that it pretty much screwed any chance you had to attend that university you were planning on. You were just supposed to be a once a month weekend boy, but now you have presented us an opportunity, because nobody is going to care much about what happened to some white boy who could not get out of high school. In short boy, you FUCKED UP… and now you are FUCKED!” “in a moment, I am going to leave you here again with James…” just then Matt began to panic, a look of terror in his eyes was plainly evident at the prospect of James being in complete control of him again. The older man did NOT appreciate Matt’s sudden mood change and just as suddenly reached around Matt’s ass and between his legs and grabbed his balls and with one quick pull both backward and up, he lifted Matt’s knees briefly off the concrete and took his other hand to the back Matt’s head and smashed his face hard into the concrete floor and then released Matt’s balls and let the rest of his body weight fall as well. He screamed at Matt “I DON’T CARE THAT YOU ARE SCARED! THIS IS GOING TO HAPPEN MATT AND THERE IS NOT A DAMN THING YOU CAN DO TO STOP IT!” With that the older man stood and then kicked Matt in hard in ribs again knocking the wind out of Matt and then turned and walked away from the beaten boy writhing in pain on the floor. The older man started back up the stairs with the new arrivals and then paused and said to James “Make sure that boy understands what life for him is all about now… I don’t care how you do it. Bust him up and break him James… I want it to be compliant and docile. So enjoy yourself and make sure that boy never forgets today.” He turned and took another step up the stairs and then stopped again “Oh, and James, this young white boy is probably still a virgin. So take that weapon you have between YOUR legs and RAPE HIS ASS for his first time, open that boy up and MAKE IT HURT James, let him realize that is now OWNED by FOUR BLACK MEN” He then ascended the stairs, chuckled to his friends “Stupid fuckin’ white boy…” James wasted no time in getting down to the tasks assigned him. He walked over to lump of flesh that was Matt a few moments ago and grabbed it by the ankle and dragged to another part of the basement. The basement was very well equipped. It had been prepared to used to break and train a captive. When Matt arrived at this new spot in the dungeon he again felt the cuffs go back on his wrists, again behind his back which was very uncomfortable for Matt, but he realized that no one cared about what he felt or thought anymore. Next came the ankle restraints and then this time a chain went around his neck and a padlock was used to secure it tightly around Matt’s neck. Just then Matt heard to click clack of a relay for the motor of an overhead hoist. Matt was still disoriented from his earlier beatings, but with the tugging of the chain around his neck and then sound of the motor overhead he snapped to the reality of what was happening and tried to scramble to his knees and then to his feet. Within 20 seconds of all this Matt was vertical with his heels lifted just off the floor so that Matt had to stand on the balls of his feet to keep from choking. “Oh boy, ya really pissed off da Boss Man, he don’t like that. Right now I don think he like you dat much” James said. “Dats why you gotta go thru this now boy. He wants ya broken, so that is what I gotta do to ya now. So you best just keep ya mouth shut and save your strength boy, cause this is gonna hurt a bunch” James went out of Matt’s sight and left him hanging there  by the neck for about 10 minutes. Matt struggled to stay on the balls of his feet but his legs could not handle the constant stress he was under so he had to relax. Matt found that he could actually be flat footed on the floor but his airway was constricted and he found it difficult, but not impossible to breathe. Matt now began to realize how desperate his situation was and he felt the tears begin to run over his bloodied face. When James returned he was carrying a four foot long bullwhip. He looked at Matt’s face and said “Tears ain’t gonna help you now boy and your momma don’t know where you are anymore. We are gonna do this HARD and FAST bitch…” Without any warm up James took a full force swing and landed the whips lash directly across Matt’s upper back and shoulders. Again, Matts reaction was instantaneous and he let loose a blood curdling scream of pain. The skin where the whip landed immediately went deep red and before Matt’s scream had even dissipated James swung the whip around for a second strike with equal force directly across Matt’s chest. Again Matt screamed as the pain was more then he has ever felt before in his life. The third, fourth and fifths strikes showed no mercy as they switched back and forth across the backside and frontside of Matt’s body with alternating strokes. James was ruthless in his punishment of the white boys naked flesh. The whipping continued in this manner for another 15 strokes. Towards the end of this part of his initial training Matt could no longer make a sound as his screaming had strained his voice to nothing most than a raspy wailing. The whole whipping has taken less than a minute, but James had been very efficient, as there was not a place on Matt’s body that did not feel like it was on fire. James put his nose directly up to Matt’s gnarled and purplish face and asked “Do you understand NOW?” Matt willing to agree to anything now just nodded as best he could and whimpered “yes sir” and then everything when numb and dark as Matt passed out. When Matt came to a moment or two later he found himself on the floor again. Thankful that he could breathe again not being hung up by his neck. Then his body let him know what has just happened as all of his nerves again started to fire. His body showed the evidence of what James had done to him. The first blows were now an angry deep purple with pronounced welts. Without any warning, Matt felt the sudden jolt of a cattle prod applied directly to his ass. “On yer knees bitch!” Matt reacted to the shock with “Ow! Fuck! Stop that!” As soon as Matt said that he realized he had made a huge mistake and just as quickly Matt again felt James foot crash into his balls. Matt was right back in hell again and motor overhead start up again and hoisted Matt by the neck off the floor to a kneeling position. “Wrong Answer, bitch!” and James applied the cattle prod directly to Matt’s cock head which caused Matt to suddenly stand and try to leap forward at James but the young agile black man was ready for the younger white captive and just punched Matt directly in the face and rag dolled him backward where Matt again lost his footing and began to fall backwards until the chain around his neck caught him mid fall and instantly choked him again where Matt’s body again went limp and he passed out for the second time. Matt woke up again much like the first time face down on the floor and again able to breathe. “On your knees, bitch!” This time Matt stayed silent and reacted slowly and with painful effort manage to get to his knees. James again put his face in Matt’s and asked “What have you learned, bitch?” Matt looked up at James with the look of a whipped puppy and replied “That you OWN me, Sir” “Never, Ever, forget that bitch” James snarled back at Matt. Matt now knew there was absolutely no hope. His dad kicked him out, His mom did nothing to stop it, No one knew he was even here… he had even deleted the email from the computer. He had come to this house to be used by the Four Black Men and now that had come true. The older man was right, no one was going to care about another white boy who could not graduate high school. He was a lost cause and now he was truly lost. Chained, beaten, his spirit now broken, his once pretty smooth body was now a mass of welts and angry bruises. Matt’s previous life was now part of his history and even Matt realized he would never be allowed to go back to that life again.  

Originally posted on https://statdig.com

Banded

 

I was always a farm boy, although I think I thought of myself more as a rancher than a field worker. We raised crops for sure, corn mostly, and I’ve been working in the fields since I can remember. But what I liked best were the animals, and I have always enjoyed that part of it far more than tending crops. Yeah, I’ve loved animals as long as I can remember. My dad raised cattle, hogs, and sheep, which is an unusual combination, but he liked the variety and if the price fell for one of them then our market losses were often offset by having the other breeds to sell.

I was probably eight or nine the first time I saw a bander being used, and by the time I was a thirteen year old I was an old hand as castrating livestock. It wasn’t so much that I enjoyed it, as it was just a chore that had to be done. Still, when you are slipping thick rubber bands around a young bull’s scrotum or nutting the young hogs one after the other you are certainly aware of what you are doing, and I’d always get hard when it was going on. I don’t know why, but I did, but it wasn’t so much that I was consciously thinking about it. I mean, it’s just a chore. If you aren’t gonna breed them, then if they’ve got balls you nut them, plain and simple, and the bander is the easiest way to do it. Just put on the band, and after that it does the work and within a couple of weeks their balls literally fall right off. I’ve castrated pigs, calves, ponies, and sheep, and I’ve done more scrotums in my lifetime than I can count. Of course, I never thought I’d be banded, never thought that in a million years, although we sometimes would joke about it when we were out doing the animals.

But I think every farm kid alive is aware of the device, and it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that if you put one of those bands around a teenager’s balls, it would do the same thing to him as it would do to any other animal. Of course, animals don’t have any idea what you are doing to them, and they really don’t fight it because they don’t understand what’s happening. My dad uses an EZY, because it’s fast and works well, and it didn’t take me long to master it. All you do is load the device with a pre-made latex band, sized for the animal you are nutting, and then you can do it in less than twenty seconds. It’s a one person deal—and there are no hassles with trying to stretch the band while castrating because the band is already stretched in the device, so it’s a simple matter to slip the scrotum through the spread band, and then just slide it off the jaws of device, clip the band, and it is done. The animal doesn’t even react, and within a half hour or so it’s nuts are numb and after that they just slowly die. Of course, if you ever did a human it would probably be different, cause for one thing a guy KNOWS what his balls are for, and he sure as shit isn’t ever gonna spread his legs and let some guy put some rubber ring around his sack. No, no sane guy alive is ever gonna allow someone to do that. At least, that’s what I thought.

Now, before I describe what happened to me, I guess I should at least talk about punishment on the farm, cause when you misbehaved where I was growing up, you got the strap. Plain and simple, if you screwed up, it was a trip to the barn, and that’s where you bent over one of the low hog fences inside the barn, which was typically about waist high. Then you had to grab and hold onto the lower rung of the fence while dad painted your bare bottom with the strap. At our farm it was a big razor strap, about three feet long and about 1/8 of an inch thick, and that fucker burned like a fire when it was being ripped into your bottom. Now, I know in this day and age that seems cruel, but it was just the way farm boys were punished, and you got used to it and that was that. If you didn’t hang onto the lower rail while you were taking your licks, then dad would use a leather horse rein and tie your wrists together, and then with your hands tied then you bent over the rail, and he looped the leather around the lower rung and after that you weren’t going anywhere no matter how hard you squirmed. Usually when one of the three of us was getting strapped, the other two had to watch, and I’ve watched my older brothers more times than not hanging over the hog fence, their balls swinging as my dad worked that leader strap up between their legs and across their bottom until both cheeks were flame red.

We didn’t get strapped all that often; so it’s not like it was an everyday thing. Dad didn’t strap any of us until we turned thirteen; he said the strap was a man’s punishment and if you didn’t behave as a teenager then you had it coming. Thomas got the strap at sixteen when he got caught smoking. Jeremy got it at 13 for stealing, and again at 14 for lying to mom. He always got his hands tied when he took the strap, cause he would always let go and grab his ass instead of laying there with his legs spread while the strap taught him the lesson.

When Thomas got caught fucking his girlfriend at 19 he got the strap again, and I’ll never forget the way my dad worked that thing on his ass that time. Yeah…sex outside of marriage was one of the big ones, and he strapped my brother’s ass for a good ten minutes. I remember that time well, because my brother’s dick was hard while he was being strapped, and that only infuriated my dad even more.

As for me, I got the strap twice at thirteen, but after that I just behaved myself and never had to feel it again. Still, when I was watching my older brothers get their bottoms lashed I usually grinned, and there was something sort of primal about the way they would jerk and pull and struggle as that piece of leather painted their buttocks cherry red. You didn’t forget a strapping after you saw one, or worse, felt one, and it did cause you to change your behavior that’s for sure. As a farm kid we just learned to respect authority, and I said “yes sir” to my dad without even thinking about doing anything else.

I was one of the good kids, as I wasn’t stupid, and I just figured out it was easier to behave myself, and so I somehow avoided the strap. But I feared it, that’s for sure, as did all of my friends.

Yeah, most of my friend’s parents also used the strap, because in school we would all swap stories, but my best friend in all the world had it worse than any of us. I had the chance to find that out for myself when I was sixteen; that’s when I got to see my best friend get it. I was over at the Kramer’s farm playing with Michael—we had gone squirrel hunting without any luck. Michael’s dad had died when he was a baby, but his mom ran their ranch with an iron fist and she was one woman everyone feared. She had hired a few hands to help her run things, but for the most part she knew what she was doing and she was a woman not to be fooled with.

I had always been polite to her, and been careful, and I was over there a lot because Michael and I were best friends. On the day I saw her strap my best friend it was all over his chores; when we went hunting together he had skipped out on his chores to do it, and so when we got back his mom was less than pleased. I watched him get strapped right in front of me, and I’ll never forget that because he was sixteen and I remember that I was staring and watching him as his mom took care of business.

Now, she didn’t exactly strap him herself, but she might as well have. For the deed itself she went and got one of the hired hands, and this big guy about twenty-five with forearms the size of hams came in and did the job. Yeah, that hired hand burned my best friend’s naked bottom. She had Michael toss his school jacket over a hog fence in their barn, then lay down over it, in about the same way my own dad did it to my brothers. The hired hand secured his wrists together too, just like my dad did, and then he secured them to the bottom rail.

It was all eerily similar to what my brothers got at home, except that when that guy started on my best friend’s naked ass he did it while his mom was yelling and cussing, and he worked that strap right across his cheeks, and into the recess of his crack as well. I’ll never forget watching that, watching Mike’s teenage balls swing as he struggled, and it wasn’t long before he was begging. I tried to leave, but she had insisted I stay, and so while I watched that man burned his naked bottom with that strap with a vengeance. Mike was totally at his mercy, and with his hands tied to that lower rail he was exposed and there was nothing left to my imagination. In a lot of ways his body was the body of a young man, but even so at sixteen he was crying by the time it was done like a ten year old, and I’ll never forget the way his ass bobbed up and down, almost as if he was fucking that fence rail right in front of his mom and me. That hired hand knew exactly what he was doing, and at the end he flicked the tip of the strap right against his hole about six times in a row, and I think that caused Mike’s entire body to jerk and shake, and then he tossed his head back and his eyes went really wide. His hole started to wink at all of us, and as it did he started grunting then, and when he did that she just laughed, and then right after that the hired hand just tossed the strap over my friend’s ass and walked out of the barn. What they knew and what I soon discovered is that Mike had shot his spunk at the end, and I’d never seen a punishment like that, never in my life, and compared to what my brother’s got Mike’s punishment was in a entirely different league. When I went to untie him that’s when I saw it, that he had ejaculated onto his jacket during his punishment. He was so humiliated, and his face was as red as his ass. I didn’t say anything but we both knew what he had done and I got him a rag to wipe up the goo.

When I went home I jacked off just thinking about it. I didn’t see him for a couple of weeks except at school, but the next time I was over at his place he mentioned it, and then we were just staring at each other in a strange sort of way. I’m still not sure what happened next but I told him that I didn’t mind that he had cum, and I admitted that I had jacked off afterwards after I had watched him shoot his spunk. I don’t know why I shared that with him, but then after I did the next thing I knew he asked me if I liked guys, and I hesitated, and then nodded very slowly. That’s when he said: “I figured you did.”

Then he put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down to my knees. Things just happened then, and he unsnapped his jeans and his cock sprang out and then without any hesitation I just sucked him off until he spurted his jism and I swallowed his teenage seed.

He didn’t return the favor, so I jacked off while he watched. I went home and didn’t know what to say then, but after that he was on my mind constantly. At school he didn’t say anything, and so I wasn’t sure where things stood. I knew it was one sided, and he had a girlfriend at school and they seemed to get more serious right after that, and soon he was dating her whenever he could so I wasn’t sure where we were going.

Finally, after a couple of weeks I invited him over and he came, and when we got together in my barn and were finally alone I asked him if he was mad at me. He said: “Mad? Nope…not at all.” Then, sure as shit, he asked me to suck him again, and I did, and after that it was soon my favorite game. I begged him to suck me, and he licked me once, for a few minutes, but then all I could get him to do was to jerk me off after I had sucked him dry.

Still, it was something. He was always talking of his girlfriend, and how he was going to fuck her soon, and yet whenever we would get together he wanted me to suck him off. Sometimes he would close his eyes and pretend I was her, calling me by her name. That always pissed me off.

I would be sucking him, and he would roll his head back, and with his eyes closed he would say: “Yeah…that’s it Kathy. Yeah…that’s it. Suck it…yeah…just like that. Oh yeah baby….suck my cock. Suck my cock and make me cum!”

I didn’t like him pretending I was his girlfriend, and I almost stopped sucking him because of it. But, I liked the feeling of his dick when he shot, and I loved the taste of his jism even if I was just playing out his girl fantasy as he was enjoying his blowjobs.

He didn’t acknowledge our game, and at school or everywhere else he just acted like nothing special was going on between us. Now, this wasn’t something we did all that often, mostly because we were both too damn busy with our farm chores and didn’t live all that close together. Now, we both knew it was wrong of course, I mean, guys just don’t do stuff with guys, but that didn’t stop either of us from wanting to do stuff whenever we were together, and by the time we were seventeen we had the game pretty much figured out. I would suck him dry, and he would pretend I was his girlfriend. Now, I had this weird idea that I wanted to fuck him. I had never fucked anyone, and didn’t have a girlfriend, but as a farm boy I was constantly aware of all the animals and their fucking, and doing “IT” was certainly on my mind, probably the way it is on the mind of every seventeen year old teenage boy who has ever lived. But he wasn’t into that, and so it was just this fantasy, this need that could not be truly satisfied by jacking my cock with my fist.

Then, when he was seventeen and a half he ask me if he could borrow two hundred dollars from me. He was working on a set of wheels, and I figured if he got a pickup I’d have a chance to see more of him, not less, and I had the money saved so I loaned it. But when I did I said to him, “I’ll give you the money, but you gotta pay it back to me by my birthday. If you don’t, then you bend over and I get to fuck you.”

He had laughed, but agreed, and after that it was sort of this unsaid thing we both shared, and I would kid him about it. He was working chores to pay me back, and he had the full intention to do so, and so I didn’t honestly believe I’d ever mount his hole. But I wanted to, and I fantasized about it. Well, a week before I turned eighteen he had the money, but then he wrecked the farm tractor and his mom was really pissed. She took his money to get it fixed, all of it, and his dream for his pickup went into the trash. And, with only a week before my birthday things were looking up for my fantasy to become reality.

Now, he and I were both teenage boys, but we were as different as night and day. For one thing, he liked girls, and I liked guys. For another, he was growing the beginnings of a beard, with hair on his chest and a thick patch above his groin. His thick pubic hair accentuated a fat cock, and he was well into manhood. His nuts were always tight and pulled up in his sack. In contrast, I was still going through puberty, and I wasn’t shaving yet and except for a sparse bit of hair above my cock and two little patches under my arms I was as smooth as a much younger boy. My cock wasn’t all that big either, although it was long enough. But even at six inches, it was thin, like a boy’s pole instead of a man’s and I just hoped it would get thicker eventually. But I did have a good set of low hanging balls, that would swing beneath my legs like a bulls nuts swing, and I was proud of them. But except for my big set of nuts, I was somewhat embarrassed about looking like a younger teen, but still I had sex on my mind and I liked jacking off a lot and my bullocks seemed to produce a lot of seed. When I came I would always shoot a big load, and I loved grunting it out.

As for fucking my friend, of course he tried to beg his way out of it, saying he would get me the money but needed a little more time, but I wanted him bad, and I wasn’t into letting him off. I looked him right in the eye and said: “Michael, you made the deal, and a deal is a deal. I want the money, or you. I’m coming over next Saturday, on my 18th birthday, and you pay up one way or the other.”

Now, farm boys have a creed, and paying your debts is one of the rules, even if it means bending over a bail of hay and letting your best friend mount your ass. Yeah, even that. And so, on my eighteenth birthday, I got to do what I had wanted to do since I could remember thinking about it. Now, before he took off his pants Michael made a big deal to tell me that he had just fucked Kathy the previous weekend, and so this didn’t mean anything. But I could have cared less how many girls he had fucked. His ass was mine, and I wanted it. He looked at me, and bit his lip, but then he said: “OK…OK. I’m gonna let you do it, because you’ve been wanting it for so long. It’s just because of the money I owe, and I’m not a welcher. But this is a one time deal. Just go slow—I don’t want it to hurt.”

OH FUCK. God I got hard. Rock hard. It was just him and me in his barn, and I was smart enough to know that if he was getting it with his girlfriend I figured he wasn’t gonna need my lips on his cock much longer. So, this was a real treat and opportunity, and as I stood there looking at him I was rock hard and more eager than I had ever been. He surprised me even more because he sucked me for a few minutes until I got even harder; yeah, I’ll never forget that either, and then I literally jerked off his jeans and within a few minutes I had him over a bail of hay. I used a lot of udder cream for lube, as it was handy, and then I slowly pushed my slicked up cock into my best friend’s ass. Soon I was slowly sliding in and out of his oh-so-tight ass, my big teenage nuts slapping against my best friend’s hole. He had his head arched back, grunting as he took my thin six inch pole all the way to the hilt.

I don’t now how long we fucked, but not all that long, and I just didn’t have a lot of control as it was my first fuck of my life. I wanted it to last, but I was unprepared for how tight he was or how hot he was, and so suddenly I just shot my wad, filling up his ass with my jism, and as I pumped it out I savored the feeling. He too ejaculated, and we came together he and I, my load shooting into him as I felt the rhythmic contractions of his groin as his own nuts spewed out his seed and squirted into the bale of hay he was laying over.

Then, suddenly and unexpectedly, we both heard the distinct sound of a shell being chambered in a pump 12 gauge. I spun around, still buried to my balls in his ass, and the same hired hand that had strapped my friend at sixteen was staring down the barrel. For a second I was certain he was going to blow my head right off. I screamed “Don’t Shoot!” and pulled out, and he took in my dripping cock and my best friend’s just-just fucked hole. I knew right then I was dead meat.

I tried to talk, but she said “SHUT THE FUCK UP QUEER BOY!”

Time seemed to stand still, and I had no idea what to do. I raised my hands up high, hoping like hell he woudn’t pull the trigger. Michael stood up and started yelling: “He fucked me! I didn’t want him to…but I owed him. I owed him money and he made me! He made me!”

I was so stunned I didn’t know what to say!

Then Michael went for his jeans, but the hired hand said: “Don’t bother Michael. You’ve earned a strapping, as has your friend. You can put them back on after I’ve burned your bottom.”

I tried to turn, I think to run, but he yelled “DON’T MOVE YOU PERVERT—YOU MOVE AND I’LL KILL YOU!”

I tried to talk then, even if I didn’t know what to say, but he told me to shut the fuck up. Then, he looked at my friend, and said: “You OK Michael?”

He nodded, and said: “Yeah….it was a bet. I didn’t have any choice! It’s not what you think! I owed him two hundred dollars, and, and I had to pay or let him.”

He looked at him, and then at me. Then he said: “I don’t think your mom would be too pleased bet or no bet. “Get the rope…tie his writs together, and then he’s gong over the fence, cause he’s got a strapping coming. I’m gonna strap the skin right off of his ass. And your’re getting it too, unless you want me to call your mom instead.”

I was scared shitless. I didn’t know what do! I hadn’t been strapped in a damn long time….but at the same time I figured that if my dad found out I’d for sure be getting the strap, and so the idea of being strapped for fucking my friend for sure didn’t seem all that out of line. And, while I knew it was going to be a strapping to be remembered, I figured maybe, yeah maybe, if I was really lucky my dad might not hear about it, especially if the hired hand didn’t call Michael’s mom. So, I let my best friend tie my hands, while the hired hand watched and made sure he did it tight, and then he bent me over the hog fence, so that my hands were down near my ankles and that’s where he tied them, to the bottom rail. After that I didn’t have many options.

Then, the hired hand said to Mike: “OK…you too. Over there, in the corner. Over the fence, and get your ass perched up nice and high. You’ve got a strapping coming that you’re not ever gonna forget!”

I couldn’t see all that much of Michael as the fence he was leaning over was across the barn, but I could hear him as he bent over the fence, and the man who was going to punish him tied him in place. With my head near my knees I could just make out the top of the fence, and I had a view of Mike’s upturned bottom, totally exposed and now, like mine, just waiting for the strap. But there was a bail of hay in the way, so I couldn’t see all that much. But it didn’t matter. We were both gonna get our ass’s blistered, and that was pretty fucking obvious.

Then, the hired hand came back to me, with two shorter ropes in his hands, and he put one loop around each ankle, and tied my legs out so that they were in an inverted “V”, spread apart, which exposed everything of course and made it crystal clear that I was totally exposed for a very thorough strapping. I had never seen that done before, and it was not a good feeling, but at that point there wasn’t anything I could do about it.

I said: “Please mister…please man. It’s not what you think. I swear.”

Then he said: “Shut the fuck up. I know what I saw. I’m gonna burn your fag ass, and I’m not gonna listen to you beg like a wimp.” Then, he reached down and pulled my right sock off, and shoved it in my mouth. Then he ripped off a long piece of duct tape, and wrapped it around my mouth, and after that I was pretty much gagged and the only sound I could make was a mumble. After he had gagged me he stood back and looked at me, and that’s when he said: “There. Damn. Look at those balls. Fuck, your hung, just like a bull calf. I’ll have to give you that, you’ve got an impressive set of balls. Well, too bad you don’t know what there for. Enjoy the gag–I don’t want to hear you yelling when I’m strapping you.”

From across the barn I heard Michael: “Thomas…listen. IT was just a bet….I lost. I…I mean…I don’t think that you…”

“SHUT UP MICHAEL. GUYS DON’T FUCK GUYS! I either handle this, or I get your mom. You got that? Do you want your mom to know her son opened his hole for a faggot?”

I heard Mike say “No…oh God. Please man…just don’t tell mom. Please don’t tell mom!”

Then the hired hand went back to where Mike was tied over the fence, and he said: “OK Michael, I think you are right. Cause if I tell her what I saw today I think it would kill her. I thought you had a girlfriend? You queer too?”

He shook his head. “No man…I’m not. Kathy’s my girl…you’ve met her man! I’ve fucked her twice man! I swear! Hell, I just fucked her last Saturday! Oh please…OH GOD. It was just a bet. It was his idea man, and I had to let him…I had to! I’m not a queer!”

“Well, OK. But I know what I saw. I’m going to strap you, and I’m gonna strap him and I owe your mom enough to teach both of you a lesson. You’re gonna get burned boy, and so is your friend. I know what I saw, and he fucked you…he fucked you like a girl and you had your legs spread!”

Then, he said: “You’re getting your socks stuffed in your mouth too. I don’t want you guys yelling…your mom might hear and I don’t think we want her in the middle of this mess. I’m gonna strap you hard, and you need to keep quiet. Some things just need to be handled by a man.”

He gagged Michael then, and I could tell it had been done because Mike was mumbling and it was clear he was eating his socks just like I was. Then, that having been taken care of, the big man picked up the leather strap, and whipped it through the air, and it seemed to sing. Suddenly, he brought it down onto Mike’s upturned ass, and as he did it literally lit him on fire.

CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

“URGHHHHHHHHH!” Mike yelled into his gag, and after that the blows just started raining down, one after the other. I could hear the fence shaking, and Mike begging, his cries muffled and yet it was clear he was begging even so. His strapping went on and on and on. I couldn’t see it, but I could tell my friend’s bottom was getting redder and redder, and there was no mercy at all in his strapping. By the time it was over Michael was whimpering like a baby, a well spanked little boy and totally defeated.

Now, it was my turn.

The hired hand came to me, and his face was painted in anger. I was gagged, spread and tied down, bent over the fence and with my ass exposed and ready to be punished. It was not a good position to be in when you have just turned eighteen. It is not a good position to be in at all.

He didn’t keep me waiting.

CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

I’ll never forget that strap, and the way he slammed it into me. He struck every single inch of exposed skin, and I jerked and thrashed and twisted and turned while that red neck ranch hand burned my bottom. It just went on and on and on, and eventually the tears came and even so there was no let up. He strapped my buttocks, and he strapped my inner legs. He strapped my entire ass until it was cherry red, and he finally strapped my hole, again and again and again, until it too was puffed up and thoroughly punished. He knew just how to flick the tip into that spot, with a well-practiced motion, and I think if I hadn’t just shot my wad into my best friend’s ass I might have even ejaculated again. But thankfully, I didn’t. Finally, it was done. I just lay there with my eyes closed, the tears flowing out, sobbing and with the snot dripping from my nose. I was well spanked, and my entire ass was on fire.

Suddenly, I felt him fondling my big sack of nuts, and before I even knew what was happening my scrotum was in his fist and for a second I had no idea what the fuck was going on. I opened my eyes, and because the way I was bent over I was staring right between my legs, and there, in his fist, was my set of balls. Hanging from his wrist was an EZY Livestock Castration Tool, and his fist was holding my scrotum and I could see he had already slipped the loop of rubber up and over my scrotum as he had grabbed it. OH GOD HE KNEW WHAT HE WAS DOING AND HE WAS GONNA BAND ME! I tried to scream, but my socks were still stuffed in my mouth, and I started shaking and jerking and pulling against the ropes that held me spread-eagled. He was going to geld me like a bull calf! OH GOD!

He laughed, and then he winked at me, and as he did he moved his wrist and there was this SNAP, and suddenly the band was free of the jaws of the banding pliers, and as it snapped closed above my balls it cinched off the blood supply in that single instant just exactly like it was designed to do! HE HAD BANDED ME! OH FUCK! He was really doing it! He was castrating me! I had banded my share of animals of course, and I knew exactly what was happening. I could see the little rubber donut there, all cinched down now and literally killing my balls, just as I had seen it kill so many animal scrotums over the years I had been on the farm. It was designed to kill the balls on a bull calf up to 350 pounds, and there was no doubt at all that it if stayed around my nuts then it was definitely going to do my own balls in and that was a certainty. OH FUCK! NO! NO! I was surprised, as it didn’t hurt all that much, but I KNEW what it was doing, and I fought with every single muscle in my body. I tried to scream, and I shook my head side to side, but he just patted my rear and said “It’s ok little guy…don’t worry….you’ll be better off without your balls and by morning you’ll be a steer. Your days of boy fucking are over.”

I jerked to get free with every single muscle in my body, but the ropes around my ankles were tight, and my legs were spread and there was nothing I could do to get them free. Likewise, my wrists were secured well to the bottom rail of the fence, and I was bent over, my flame red ass up in the air, and now my banded nuts were hanging down between my legs and were literally being strangled. OH FUCK I WAS BEING CASTRATED JUST LIKE A BULL CALF AND THERE WAS NOTHING I COULD DO ABOU IT!

Then, he stood up behind me, and slowly started to run his right hand over my naked ass. He felt the skin, ran his hand up between the crack of my cheeks, and then hefted my banded balls and I could feel him there, fondling the individual testicles like plumbs ripe for the picking, which were now being starved of blood. He picked up my cock, and as hard as it is to believe I had a full boner. For some stupid reason my cock had gone hard as soon as the band has snapped around my balls. I don’t know why really, but my cock was as hard as a piece of steel, almost as if it sensed the need to get hard while it still could. OH FUCK I WAS HARD AND MY BALLS WERE DYING!

Then he said: “Wow…for a new steer, you sure have an eager dick! The end of it is slick with sperm—you’re dripping. Hell, I think you like being castrated.” Then he licked his lips, and then he said: “You know little fella, that little hole of yours seems pretty tight. Did your pencil dick like fucking Michael’s ass?”

As he said the word “ass” he shoved his finger into my hole, and I arched my back and grunted. Fuck! I had never had anything up my ass, ever, and when I shuddered it made him laugh. Suddenly he was unbuckling his jeans, and before I knew it his big cock, a monster cock really, sprang up and eager. Next to his massive rod, my cock looked like a boy’s pole. OH GOD. HE WAS GOING TO FUCK ME!

Then he said: “You know…I could never fuck a guy. Never in a million years. But you aren’t a guy anymore really; no…you’re well on your way to becoming a steer; and your hole sure looks eager for it. In fact, with your balls banded, it kind of reminds me of a pussy. I think you ought to at least learn what Michael had to suffer through, don’t you?”

I shook my head and screamed, but it didn’t make any difference. There was nothing I could do, and then, without really any warning, he just pushed the big head of his cock right up against the entrance to my bowels. And, a few seconds after that, he leaned forward, and then he slowly slid into me until he was buried to his balls.

I felt like he was gonna split me in two. God he hurt! He didn’t care of course, and then once he was all the way in then he fucked me, with long hard strokes, ramming his cock deep into me with each thrust. He fucked me like an animal, hard and fast, and as he was doing the feeling in my nuts was a mixture of pleasure and a deep primal ache. He fucked me deep and hard, and he was slamming me up against the fence as he penetrated the depths of my soul. Suddenly I was cumming, the sperm shooting out of my stiff cock with a vengeance, in what was probably one of the biggest orgasms of my entire life. I was coming from a man’s cock in my ass, and without anything touching my own dick! God! I wasn’t in control of anything, and my body seemed to just jet out sperm, in spurt after spurt after spurt, almost as though my cock was trying to fertilize something, while my balls were still half alive and able to produce a load of semen. My cock was so stiff and it was pointed right at my face as I was staring at it, so I ended up shooting my wad onto my own face, and there was nothing I could do to stop it from happening. I didn’t want to cum, but I came anyway, and I shot the biggest load of my life, perhaps as if my balls knew that it was their last. Whatever the reason, I came and came and came, and as I was coming he felt the rhythmic contractions of my sexual muscles and they in turn stimulated his own cock and so as much as I wished it wasn’t so the reality was that it was my own orgasm that put him over the edge.

He tossed his head back and yelled “OH FUCK YEAH….GOD YOU ARE TIGHT! I’m CUMMING STEER BOY!” Then he opened his eyes and starting jetting his sperm into my hole even as I too continued to ejaculate. I felt so defeated, like a concurred enemy, my tormentor’s seed deposited into the depths of my being like my hole was nothing more than a cheap whore’s pussy, there only for his pleasure. He savored every single moment of his orgasm, his nuts feeling maximum pleasure as he shot his wad, while my own balls ached in a way I cannot describe, noosed off from my body and literally dying on the vine.

He stayed inside of my rectum for probably a good five minutes, until his cock softened and slid out on his own. He clearly had enjoyed every single second of fucking me, and it was so damn unfair! He laughed, and as he zipped up his jeans I could feel his sperm literally running out of my hole. He had filled me with his jism!

Michael couldn’t see what had happened, but he could tell something had, and he was grunting and mumbling in his gag.

The hired hand then said: “Shut the fuck up over there, unless you want another round with the strap. I mean it. You say one more word, and I’ll strap your ass all over again.”

Then he slapped me on my ass, and hefted my banded balls one last time. Then he said: “I’m gonna go do some errands, as I need to gather up some stuff. You boys just sit tight, and enjoy yourselves. Somebody will be around in a little while. For now, I think you need to savor the lesson I have taught you two.”

He left then, and after that I hoped for a miracle. I had the thought he would might come back and cut off the band, and so I just waited and hoped like hell he wouldn’t wait too long. It was something to hope for, that he had only wanted me to think he was going to really castrated me. But pretty soon my nuts started to go numb, and I knew time was running out, and so I jerked against the ropes and struggled as hard as I could to get free, but I couldn’t get loose and there was nothing I could do to stop my castration.

I kept hoping, while my own spunk dried on my face, but nobody came to rescue me, and so I stayed there over that fence, my legs spread wide and that rubber donut cinching off my nuts. With the socks in my mouth I couldn’t call out to Mike, and apparently he couldn’t get free either. The tears came, and I knew it was for real. I was being castrated, and I was powerless to stop it. It was a long night. Finally, I heard the roosters start to crow at the crack of dawn, and felt the chill of the morning air. My nuts quit aching long before that, and as I stared at them I slowly watched them turn a darker color, and by the time the sun was up it was clear they were dead. The band had done its job, just like it was designed to do, and it was clear to me that I had been nutted, just like all of those animals I had nutted over the years I had grown through adolescence. The truth was that as a new 18 year old, I’d never have the chance to be a man. Yeah, the sad truth was that there was no doctor on earth that could save my balls now.

I cried and felt sorry for myself, but there wasn’t anything that I could do. I was tied out and banded, and so I waited, like a young steer waits, his dead nuts hanging down like useless orbs, dark and dead and just waiting to fall off. It was a horrible feeling, and laying there knowing you’ve been castrated was a terrible feeling that really can’t be described. My dead nuts were right in front of my face, and I had seen enough banded animals in my lifetime that I knew it was hopeless.

Michael’s mom came into the barn around 8am and found both of us, and she screamed and started cussing, and then she untied Mike and then me from the fence. She was clueless, but she wasn’t stupid, and could tell we had both been thoroughly strapped. Of course she saw the band right away as well, and she knew I had been nutted and it was crystal clear to her that my balls were already dead. I wanted to cut the band right off, but she stopped me, knowing that I needed to go to the hospital and let the doctors do it. Of course she had a lot of questions. When I told her the farm hand had done it to me she called the police. I didn’t tell her why; I mean, I didn’t see any point in telling her that I had fucked her son, and as it turned out I never told anyone. I mean, what good would it have done, and Mike sure didn’t want her to know.

The other thought I had was that it was still possible if my dad found out then I’d probably get strapped all over again, even though I had up and got myself castrated. So, yeah, some things are better left unsaid. I ended up in the hospital, but they couldn’t give me back my nuts of course, and in fact they ended up removing the entire scrotum to prevent gangrene from setting in. And of course the local sheriff never found the hired hand. All his stuff was gone, and he wasn’t stupid and hadn’t stuck around after he had had his fun and banded me.

The weird part of all of this is that Michael and I stayed friends. And what’s even weirder I suppose, is that I still suck him off on occasion. I guess his girl isn’t into oral, and so when he gets really horny I will suck him dry, and when I do he calls me by his girlfriend’s name and pretends my lips are hers. Sometimes, if he is really horny, and she hasn’t been spreading her legs for him, he will mount me instead. I don’t know, but I guess as a ball-less eunuch my perspectives have changed somewhat, and suddenly that doesn’t seem all that wrong anymore. Just before he cums in my ass he usually yells out her name, and then he tosses his head back and fills me with his seed.

The Family Slave

Hello, let me start off by telling you more about myself. My name is Carter and I am turning 18 years old today. I just graduated from high school and have always looked forward to my life starting as an adult. I have never been athletic. I am an average student and graduated in the middle of my class. I am about 5’10” tall and weigh 155 pounds.

You could say I’m kind of on the skinny side. I have Blond hair and green eyes. You could say I am very cute looking. Not a sex object just your average Twink looking gay boy. Now I know I’m gay, but I am still a virgin and in the closet. I am very close to my family, so I think they know I’m gay, but I have never come out and told them.

I have a big family. There is my dad and mom, and my dad has 2 brothers and one sister, my mom has 2 sisters and 3 brothers, and I have 4 brothers and no sisters. I have 3 older brothers and one younger brother. And lots of cousins. So, its my birthday and I’m out with a couple of friends. My oldest brother texts me and tells me I need to come home right away.

So, me and my two friends head to my house and when I walk in all my family is there yelling SURPRISE. They had set up a party for my 18th birthday. I was shocked and happy. We all partied and had fun all night long. I decided to tell my dad that I was gay so I asked him if I could talk to him in the other room and once there, I was very nervous and just came right out and said.

“Dad I think you might already know this, but I need to tell you that I’m gay.”

My dad looked right at me and said.

“I know Carter, the whole family knows. We just figured you would tell us when you’re ready. If you ever need to talk about it or have questions don’t be afraid to ask me or your brothers anything.”

I looked at my dad with a big smile and a feeling of relief. And we went back to the party. After the party was over all my brothers stayed the night because it was getting late. I couldn’t sleep so I snuck into my brothers’ room that was one year older than me and still live at the house. I woke him up and asked him if we could go for a walk outside that I needed to talk to him.

We went outside and I told him about me being gay and that I told dad earlier in the day at the party. He laughed and told me.

“Like we didn’t already know. So, are you a Top or Bottom?”

I looked at my brother and said.

“I don’t know I am still a virgin and I don’t know what I like.”

So, let’s stop the conversation I am having with my brother so I can let you know about him. He has the same build and looks as I do. Blond hair and green eyes, he is 19 years old and his name is Josh. He is 5’11” and about 160 pounds. He has blond hair like me and green eyes like me also. We have been inseparable ever since we were little. He is my closest brother, we did everything together growing up, but the biggest difference between us is he is straight and has a girlfriend. So back to what we were talking about.

So, after telling him I was a Virgin my brother looked at me and said.

“Well Carter let me say one thing real fast, my girl hates sucking my dick so why don’t you get down on those knees of your and get to sucking my dick.”

I looked at him and thought did he just say that to me? I look right into Josh’s eyes and said.

“Are you serious? You really want me to suck your dick? I have never had sex or sucked a dick ever in my life. I won’t be good at it”

“Yeah bro I want you to, the way I look at it is that you can get the practice and I can get my dick sucked at the same time because my girl won’t suck me.”

I looked at Josh and the I went to my knees and said.

“Ok Josh lets do this. I will suck your dick for you.”

Josh then said to me.

“Now don’t get so jumpy just yet Carter, you have to know a few things before you say yes. I will not treat you as my brother but as a bitch. Just so you know once we start, I will not stop until I cum. Also, you need to know it won’t be a one-time thing, anytime and anywhere I tell you to drop to your knees and suck my dick you must obey, and I’m not going to be nice, I will teach you how to suck a proper dick.”

I looked right in my brothers face and agreed to his terms, I just wanted to suck my first dick so bad right then. So, Josh moved closer and got his crotch right to my face and looked down at me and said.

“What are you waiting for bitch? Get my dick out and start sucking faggot.”

I looked up at my brother and said.

“Do you seriously have to talk to me that way Josh?”

Josh then raised his hand and slapped me across the face as hard as he could and said.

“First off bitch yes I do need to talk to you that way, I told you before you agreed to this that I will treat you as a bitch, second off don’t you ever talk back to me ever again and do as your ordered to do.”

So, I then put my hands on the top of his paints and went to unbuckle his belt when Josh then slapped me across the face as hard as he could again and said.

“Ok bitch I can see that I have a lot of training to do with you, when a straight alpha like myself lets you suck his dick you must pull his dick out using your mouth only. You need to take a real mans dick out without touching it with your fag hands.”

I then moved my face up to his crotch and used my mouth to undo his belt buckle and then moved to the button oh his paints. I could feel his dick getting hard when I was trying to get the button undone and I was having problems getting his paints undone with my mouth since it was the first time I have ever done this and I was taking a long time doing it when I felt Josh slap me across the face once again and he looked down at me and said.

“Bitch I am going to keep bitch slapping you until you learn what to do fag, you need to learn to get faster and make me happy, you don’t want me to get mad because it would not be good for you bitch. Now get back to work and get my dick out in the next 3 minutes or next time I’m not going to slap you, but I will punch you so hard in the face that you will have a fat lip and bloody nose. Now I’m going to time you, so you better learn and get that dick out bitch.”

When Josh moved back up to me, I started to undo his paints once again with my mouth still having problems Josh said one minute gone two minutes left. And then I started to go nuts on his button and finally got it undone, then I took my teeth and pulled down his zipper, and Josh then said one-minute left bitch. So, I took my mouth and pulled his paints down and I heard Josh say 10, 9, 8 counting down the last minute when I pulled his underwear down and out pooped his 9-inch dick and smacked me in the face. Then I looked up and seen Josh smiling and he said.

“Great job bitch, see what a little motivation can do? Your learning, now put that cock sucker on my dick and start sucking.”

I put my mouth around his dick for the first time and the first time I have ever had a dick in my mouth. I got the first three inches in and Josh pulled his dick out real fast and smacked me hard across my face and yelled out.

“You are a fucking cunt, get your fucking teeth off my dick bitch before I knock them out of your fucking mouth, now do it right bitch.”

Josh then grabbed the back of my head and shoved his dick back in my mouth. This time I covered my teeth with my lips to make sure not to touch his dick with them. Josh then grabbed the back of my head and kept pushing my head into him hitting the back of my throat and I was gagging like crazy. I then heard Josh say.

“Good job on coving those teeth bitch but now you need to learn to relax your throat to let my dick down there bitch, trust me it will be easier on you because it don’t matter to me if you relax or not since my dick will go in with force or you relaxing.”

I tried my hardest to relax but I couldn’t it was hard for me to do since I have never done this before when I felt Josh grab the back of my head tight and shove his dick all the way in balls deep. I started to gag like crazy and my throat felt like it was on fire since Josh forced his dick down my throat. Josh then held my head buried into his crotch and said.

“That’s it you bitch, take that dick, oh yeah that feels great. Gag on it you bitch. I told you I was going down your throat no matter what. It feels so great bitch, your going to become a great cock sucker faggot.”

I had tears running down my face and was hoping it would stop. Josh was being so brutal with me and making me gag like crazy. This blow job has been going on for 30 minutes now and we were in the back yard of the house where at any time anyone could wake up and look in the back yard and see what was going on. I wanted it to jut stop. But I knew that Josh wouldn’t stop until he came.

Josh finally let go of my head and then started to move his hips to make his dick go in and out of my throat. I finally felt his dick start to throb and heard Josh say.

“That’s it you bitch keep that up, I’m about to cum any moment now. OH yeah that’s it you bitch. Oh yeah, I’m seeding your throat faggot, take that seed down that throat bitch. Make that dick you faggot.”

My throat was now on fire, I never stopped gagging, I had tears running down my eyes and I felt so used. I lip hurt from my teeth rubbing on them so that my teeth would not rub on Josh’s dick. I had Josh’s cum running down my throat and into my stomach. After Josh was finished, he ripped his dick out of my throat, put his hand on my head and push me to the ground. Josh then pulled up his underwear and paints and said to me.

“That was great bitch, you learned to keep those teeth off my dick and how to take a dick down your throat bitch. Now get the fuck up and follow me into the house and go to bed. We don’t need anyone asking why we are out here because I will tell them the truth. So, if you don’t want to tell them yet that you’re a fag you better hurry up.”

I went to say Ok and nothing came out, I then tried to talk, and it hurt to talk. Josh then started to laugh and said.

“Damn bitch, I really used that throat good, didn’t I? Well get use to it because it will happen a lot more now. Happy Birthday Fag and welcome to your new life.”

I went in the house and went to bed I laid there thinking about what just happened. I now sucked my first dick but didn’t know it was going to be so brutal. I was just so thankful no one seen me on my knees taking Josh’s dick in the back yard. The next morning, I woke up and my throat was still sore. I sat down at the kitchen table while my mom cooked us breakfast.

Josh then came down and sat right next to me and whispered in my ear.

“Damn I wish the family knew how much of a fag you are, I would have you under this table right now feeding you my cum for your breakfast. By the way I have something special for you this morning. When mom puts your plate in front of you hand it to me.”

A few minutes passed and my mom put a plate of pancakes in front of me and turned around to get everyone’s plates. The Josh picked up my plate and put it under the table. I looked over and he had a small glass with his morning cum in it and he poured it all over my pancakes. He then put my plate in front of me and said.

“Eat up Carter, you better eat ever bite.”

My mom then said.

“That’s right carter I want to see your plate empty before you get up and go out with your friends today. I don’t need you hungry.”

I have never used syrup or butter on my pancakes. I have always liked them plain. My youngest brother looked at my plate and seen the cum on my pancakes and laughed. He is 16 years old. His name is Damien, he is 5’7″ and about 150 pounds. He also has Blond hair like me and my brother, but he has nice blue eyes. The kind that I wish I had. Unlike me and Josh he has a great body. Six pack abs, and a tan body to die for.

I sat there eating these pancakes covered in Josh’s cum. I now got a good taste of his cum unlike last night when it was just deposited into my stomach. I could tell his cum was a little sweet with a little after taste of bitterness. I sat there in front of my family eating my brothers cum and the only one that noticed was my youngest brother Damien. After I finished every bite, I got up to leave with my friends when Josh said.

“Hey Carter, I’m coming with you today I have nothing to do and I don’t want to be bored.”

I replied, “No Josh I’m going out with my friends today I will catch up with you later.”

My mom then interrupted and said.

“Carter your bother can go with you or you’re not going yourself stop being selfish.”

Damien then said.

“Mom I want to go also can I go with them?”

That’s when Josh said.

“Maybe next time buddy I want to spend time with Cater since it was just his birthday.”

Damien then started to act sad that he could not go until our mom said for us to take him along also, that she felt it would be a good bonding time for the three of us.

I was happy Damien was going because that meant that Josh couldn’t do anything to me all day in front of him. I could see that Josh was not happy about it and I knew if it was just me and Josh that I would have never made it to my friend’s house, and he would have other plans for us.

We all got into the car and I started to drive us to my friend’s house when Damien started to talk.

“So, Carter I seen you sucking Josh’s dick last night in the back yard. Josh really put you in your place, didn’t he? You want to suck my dick? I watched you eat his cum all over your breakfast this morning and you ate every bite.”

Right at that moment my heart dropped into my stomach and Josh’s face got the biggest smile on his face. Then Josh said.

“Yeah Damien, Carter would love to suck your dick. You know he is a faggot, right?”

Damien replied.

“Yeah, I know, I seen him go to town on your dick Josh. I was hoping Carter would want to suck me also.”

Josh then replied

“Ok later let’s go to Carters friends house and hang out first. I really did just come along to hang out also.”

I was happy that we were all just going to hang out and I would still get to see my friends but horrified that Damien seen me sucking Josh’s dick and that he also wanted me to suck his dick.

We finally pulled up to my friend’s mike house and Mike and my other friend Cody came out and got in my car. I said hi and then went to the water park near our house. When we got to the water park, we all got out of the car and went in. Once in there I headed right to the bathhouse to change into my swimming trunks. Cody and Mike already had theirs on, so they went swimming when I went to change.

Cody was three months younger than me, so he was still 17 years old, he is also tall at 6’2″, about 175 pounds and was in great shape, he has brown hair and beautiful dark gray eyes. He is the only person I have ever seen with eyes like that. Cody is straight with a beautiful girlfriend.

Mike on the other hand is two months older than me so he was already 18 years old. He was about the same height as me at 5’10” but was chubby at around 220 pounds. He has Brown hair also but hazel eyes. He has dated girls here and there but never really keeps them. Right now, he is single, but he is straight as well like Cody.

Damien changed super-fast and ran out the doors to go swimming, I went into the dressing area and pulled the curtain to change cloths. I had just finished getting ready and was about to head out when Josh came in and shut the curtain behind us and said.

“Ok bitch time to suck my dick again.”

I looked at Josh and replied.

“No not here, we are in public in the middle of the day with people all around.”

Josh then raised his hand and bitch slapped me hard across my face again and replied.

“I told you bitch, anytime, and anywhere. And when I said that I meant it so if you don’t want me to make a scene and force my dick down your fag throat you better get down on your knees and get to work.”

I now had tears in my eyes, and I knew he would force me no mater what. I dropped to my knees and put my hand on the top of his swimming trunks and Josh slapped me again across the face reminding me I need to use my mouth. I put my mouth to pull his shorts down and noticed they wouldn’t go down and seen he tied them, and I had to untie the string to pull them down.

I thought to myself why the hell would he tie up his shorts if he knew he was going to make me suck his dick. As I was untying the string on his shorts, I realized why he did that. He was getting hard while I did that, and it was a way to make sure he was hard for me to suck him. Knowing where we were it didn’t take me long to get his shorts off so I can hurry up and suck him off so no one would come in and see when I heard Josh say.

“Damn bitch you must really want my dick bad today, you got my junk out fast, ok get to work and get me off, the faster you work my dick the faster we can go swimming with Damien and your friends.”

I then put my mouth around Josh’s dick and started to suck. This time I remembered to cover my teeth. I then started to gag once again on Josh’s dick. Then Josh started to hit the back of my throat and then forced his dick back into my throat. Right at that moment I heard Cody come in and yell for me.

“Hey Carter, where are you? Your taking a long time. We are waiting for you to go down the slide.”

Josh then yelled out.

“Hey dude we are back here.”

I then tried to pull my head off Josh’s dick when I felt josh put his hands behind my head and lock his fingers together and hold my head balls deep gagging like crazy on his dick when I heard Cody open the curtain and look right at me on Josh’s dick and he yelled out really loud.

“What the fuck man? Why the hell are you on your knees sucking your brothers dick man?”

He yelled so loud I’m shocked the entire water park didn’t hear him when Josh then said while letting up a little and start to move my head up and down on his shaft and telling Cody.

“Your friend here is a fag dude. I’m shocked you didn’t know that. He loves dick, and I’m helping him to learn how to suck a dick.”

Cody the replied back in a normal voice.

“I never thought about him being a fag before. He is just a friend, so I didn’t think of it. I know he was always teased in school, but I just figured that’s all it was. I didn’t know he was really a faggot. Just so you know though I’m straight. So, are you a fag also Josh?”

Josh replied.

“No dude I’m straight also, I just enjoy getting my dick sucked, my girl won’t do it. So why not let a fag suck me off.”

During them talking about me I was still down on Josh, gagging and chocking like crazy on his dick. They kept talking about Josh’s girl not sucking dick and Cody saying his girl tried before but sucked at it and hurt him so he wouldn’t let his girl suck him. Then Josh said.

“See the fag here is not good at it also, but once he learns he will be a natural born c=cock sucker and it will feel great. At least he learned not to use his teeth and it don’t hurt. I just need to now teach him how to make me feel great while getting sucked off.”

Right then Josh started to moan and push his dick down my throat to cum down inside my stomach once again. Cody then laughed and I was swallowing Josh’s cum and Josh once again ripped his dick out and pushed me to the floor. Then Josh told Cody.

“Don’t expect the fag to be able to talk for a little while. He needs time for his throat to get back to normal after taking my dick down his throat.”

Cody said ok and then Josh pulled his shorts up and told me to get off the floor and that we are going swimming now. So, we all left the changing room and went out to go swimming. Mike asked what took so long and Cody replied.

“Mike you won’t believe this, but Carter was sucking off Josh. Carter is a fag.”

Mike replied

“I kind of figured that but he is our friend. But now that the cat is out of the bag or should I say the fag is out of the closet, maybe he might want to suck us also.”

Josh replied.

“Yes, please do I need help to teach him how to suck a great dick. We need to help him so when he meets a guy, he likes he will definitely snag him with his great head.”

I was feeling so low at that moment, but I also asked for it. I agreed to Josh’s terms just so I could suck his dick last night. I just didn’t know in lest than 24 hours I would be sucking him again and that my other brother and my two best friends would know about me.

I just put it behind me and had fun at the water park with my friends and brothers. It was normal, we went on the slides and went swimming in the pool. When Cody suggested we het into the hot tub. All five of us went in and was relaxing when Cody moved next to me and whispered in my ear.

“Hey, fag I need a hand job.”

He then grabbed my hand and pushed it into his shorts under the water in front of everyone and I felt his rock-hard dick for the first time. He must have been at least 10 inches and thick. I pulled away from him and took my hand out of his shorts when Josh whispered in my other ear on the other side of me.

“Fag you better put your bitch hand back into his shorts and show your friend some respect and give him the hand job he wants and apologize to him for pulling away and tell him you will never pull away again, or when we get home I’m going to take you out back and beat you with my belt until your black and blue. Got that bitch?”

I instantly put my hand back into his shorts and grabbed his dick and started to jerk off one of my best friends. I then apologize to him and told him I would never pull away again. Cody looked over at Josh and Josh winked at Cody to say I got you. Cody smiled and leaned back as I gave him a hand job in front of everyone. Mike seen this and Josh moved away to let Mike in and put my other hand in his shorts to give him a hand job also. Mike I could tell was only about 7 inches and felt more like mine.

I was starting to worry about myself because the only dicks I have touched before yesterday was my own and then when I felt Josh and Cody’s dicks, they were much bigger than me and I was worried I was small. So, there I was giving my two best friends hand jobs at the same time as they leaned back enjoying themselves. I the heard Cody say to Mike.

“Isn’t it great having a fag as a friend Mike? We will always get off now.”

Mike replied.

“Hell, yeah I wish the fag would have came out years ago, he could have been making our dicks feel good all these years.”

This is the first time I heard my two best friends call me a fag and tell each other how they would have used me for years if I had told them. In a way I wish I did tell Cody because I kind of found him attractive. But then again, I never though of Cody in a sexual way before.

Cody the whispered in my ear.

“Ok fag in about to cum so put your mouth around my dick and swallow mu cum so that it does not go in the hot tub.”

I the put my head under water and put Cody’s Dick in my mouth and he pushed my head all the way down my throat and came right into my stomach. I thought I was about to die because I started to gag and chock on his dick and Cody moved up to pull me out of the water to swallow his cum so if anyone would have looked over at the hot tub they would have seen me on his dick, but luckily no one seen except my little Brother Damien.

I then continued to give Mike his hand job and Mike was about to cum also, but instead of putting my head under water he just moved up and shoved my head down on his dick balls deep. I once again gagged like crazy as Mike came down my throat.

But this time Mike was making so much noise these two boys in their early teens walked by and said.

“Holly shit there a guy sucking the cum out of that dude. What faggot’s”

After I got done swallowing Mikes cum Mike told the boys he wasn’t gay he just likes getting off and faggots are great for that. The boys laughed and told Mike.

“Well use that faggot good for us then.”

Mike smiled and said he would.

Damien said it was he turn but Josh told him to wait until we got home, and he could get head from me tonight. Damien agreed and wanted to go home right away but Josh told him that we had to wait for it to get dark first before having me suck him off.

I now felt so low. Now two strangers saw me with my mouth around Mikes dick. The sad thing is I didn’t even find Mike attractive.

On our way home Josh took my keys and he drove back to Cody’s house. Cody then got a call on his cell phone and it was his parents. They had told him that they are going out tonight with some friends and most likely will be drinking so they are getting a hotel room for the night and wanted to make sure Cody was ok with that. He was fast to say yes and asked if me Mike and my brothers could stay the night tonight. They of course said yes. Then Cody said he had a great idea for tonight to call and see if we all could stay the night. My parents said yes for us and Mikes parents said yes also.

Once we got to Cody’s house his parents were already gone, and Cody’s only brother didn’t live there, and he had his own place. Cody looked at me and said.

`Oh, are we going to have fun tonight, I have some ideas if its ok with Josh.’

Josh replied he was up for anything as well as Mike and Damien.

Once in the house all four of them made a circle around me and Josh pushed me to my knees, and I looked up at them with evil grins on all their faces.

Josh looked down at me and smiled saying.

“Ok I think before we go any further, we should sit down with Carter and set some rules. Come over here Carter we need to disuse some things.”

I stood up off the floor and sat down on the couch and Josh then explained to me.

“You see Carter I don’t think this will work out with just you submitting to us. I think if you want to suck any of our dicks again you need to be our slave. Now we can’t force you into this, it will have to be your choice. We can go through things we want and what limits you have. But you must agree, and if you don’t want to do that it fine, just know you will not get to suck our dicks again.”

I thought about it for a few minutes and I knew that I wanted to be able to suck their dicks. I knew it was rough with the aging and being forceful, but I also knew I would get use to it. I wanted Josh’s dick, and if I had to suck the other three to just be able to suck Josh off I would, so I looked at Josh and said.

“Yes, I agree to be your guy’s slave. Just as long as I get to suck your dick Josh.”

Josh then replied

“Don’t worry you will, we will go over everything. I’m going to download a contract from the internet for us all to sign, we can go to town hall tomorrow to have it notarized.”

Cody then jumped into the conversation and said.

“Why wait until tomorrow? My brother is a notary and he can make it legal, let me give him a call.”

Cody called his brother and informed up that he was on his way over to make the document legal. Josh went on Cody’s computer and found a slave contract and printed it out. Once Cody’s brother got there, he sat down at the dining room table with all of us and we went through the contract.

Cody’s brother’s name is Adam and was 26 years old, about 6’1″ tall like Cody, he also was also about 175 pounds and was in great shape, he has brown hair and dark green eyes. He is also straight and has been dating the same girl for 4 years. He just got engaged to her a couple months back.

So, Josh said in the contract that he wants Him, Damien, Cody, and Mike to be the Master’s, and that they will all have equal and total control over me. I will be turned into an object, and if they wish that they all can rename me if they like. As far as their point there would be no limits to what they want on them to do with me, even have me serve and obey other men.

Now it was my turn to go through the Slave part of the contract. When asked what limits I have that I would not want done with me and where I can say no to. The only thing I could think of was that I was not to be told or must have sex with any female. See I never thought of anything else that I wouldn’t want to do.

The next part of the contract was term of length in time that the contract would be valid. In the comment section it said life term unless all four masters sign off on releasing me from their part of the contract. Then Adam explained to me and said.

“Now Carter I need to you understand this part very good. This contract will stay valid you entire like unless all four of them decide to release you from your obligations. Now if Josh releases you then what that would mean is Josh would not be your master any longer but Damien, Cody, and Mike still would have ownership so you would still be their slave until they don’t want in the contract anymore. Do you understand this Carter?”

I shook my head yes and said that I understand it and I agree with the terms.

We went through four pages and finally finished the contract. There were two copies made. One for us and one to be filed away with Adam at his office. He had all four of them sign the contract and then the papers were in front of me with the pen in my hand. I looked down at the contract and seen where it said Master with all four of their signatures on them. The next line down I seen the word slave.

I wasn’t sure why I did it, but I took the pen and signed both copies. And Adam filed one away in his brief case and locked up his brief case up. Then Adam said.

“Alright Boys you now officially own a slave, and Carter your officially their property and considered an object. So, about my payment, I want the slave to suck my dick. Kim has been out of town now all week and I could really use a good blow job.”

Cody looked at me and said.

“You heard the man fag get to work on his dick bitch.”

I looked at Cody and said that I prefer not to when I got a slap across the face by Josh and was told now that I have signed the contract, I don’t have a choice, I must obey by law. So, I then went down under the dining room table and Adam already had his dick hanging out. For me to get on it.

I started to suck on Adams dick under the table as they all sat around talking about me and what to rename me. As I sucked on Adams dick I looked around under the table and seen everyone’s crotch and thought to myself that I was going to be busy tonight. Adam started to get hard and I could tell that he was hung just like Cody. Must have been 10 inches long and thick also. Must run in the family.

Adam didn’t force me down like Josh did and the others, he just sat there and enjoyed his blow job. Adam finally was about to cum when I felt his hands go under the table and hold my head still as he shot cum in my mouth and hit the back of my throat. His cum tasted very bitter and I couldn’t handle the amount of cum, so it came out of my mouth and hit the floor.

When he was done, he pulled out and stood up and pulled his paints up and looked down at me and said.

“You better lick all that cum up off the floor faggot. You better not waste a single drop of my nectar bitch.”

I then put my face to the floor and started to lick up the cum off the floor and eat it. Everyone else just watched me and laughed as I had my face on the floor licking up cum and eating it. Then Josh looked at me and told me my new name he said.

“Well fag we talked about it and we got the new name you will go by and answer to. Your new name is Slut. Everyone will call you by that name from now on and you will only answer to that name. Got it Slut?”

I looked up and said yes, and with that Josh slapped me across the face hard and said.

“From now on you say yes master, you only call me master and you only call Damien, Cody, and Mike master also. I don’t want to hear any of our actual names come out of that cock sucker of your again. Understand Slut?”

I looked up at Josh and said.

“Yes, Master I understand Master.”

Josh had a big smile on his face and told me that I was a good faggot. After Adam was finished, he got his stuff together and told everyone bye and left. Damien then came over to me and looked down at me and said.

“Finally fag it’s my turn to get that blow job. Get between my legs and suck that dick.”

I then moved my way over to my 16-year-old brother that has already pulled his dick out for me to suck, and I put my mouth around his dick and started to suck. The thing is he was about 7 inches hard and was around the same size as I was, but he was still growing, and I knew when he was 18 years old like me, he would have a monster dick like my brother.

I wondered why I was the only male in our family with a smaller dick. I still gagged on him and chocked I was still not use to sucking dick yet. It’s only been 3 days but then again it was the fifth guys dick I had in my mouth to this point. It didn’t take Damien long when he then started to cum down my throat. He started to moan and smile. He didn’t call me any names or say anything to me. He just moaned as he shot cum down my throat. After he was finished, he looked down at me and said.

“Damn fag you must be getting better at that because you suck dick better than my girlfriend.”

Now the funny thing is what should had made me feel low was the fact I just sucked off another one of my brothers or the fact that my family is calling me a fag, but no the thing that bothered me was that my 16 year old brother was already getting his dick sucked by his girlfriend and here I was 18 years old and has never been in a relationship and I don’t know what it feels like to get sucked off myself. Up until this weekend, I have never been naked in front of anyone.

Then Cody and Mike decided that it was their turn to get my mouth around their dicks. I sucked them both off and they both moaned and called me names and they both made me eat their cum again. After they was finished everyone went to bed and I slept on the couch.

The next morning Me Josh and Damien got in the car and Josh drove. We drove to an adult store and told Damien he had to wait in the car. Once we stepped in some guy asked for our ids and seen I just turned 18 and congratulated me and told me happy birthday.

Josh and I was looking at the BDSM area and looking at collars. The same guy that asked for our ID’s came over and asked up if there was anything, he could help us find and Josh said.

“Yeah I’m looking to buy my slave here a collar that I can lock on him. Do you have anything like that?”

The guy replied.

“We sure do it all depends on what kind you want. We have leather collars that you can put a pad lock on them to a metal ring collar, it locks in place with a small tool inside it and depends on how much of a level you want to keep him locked in there. Some people like to be locked in collars and they get the metal one like this and squirt super glue in the locking device and locks it on his neck for good. It would take a lot of power tools to get it off. Your slave would not be able to remove it.”

Josh smiled and bought the metal ring collar. The collar had a metal hoop to connect a leash to and a place to have an engravement put on it. We then got back into the car and Josh showed Damien the collar and he laughed and said we have one last stop before going home.

We then stopped at this engraving store where they engrave jewelry and other things. Josh grabbed the collar and told Damien to get in the back seat of the car with me. I was told I had to sit in the back now that I’m a slave. And said.

“Damien get in the back with slut while I go have his collar engraved, and slut you suck on Damien’s dick while I’m in there.”

Damien smiled and got right out and jumped in the back with me and said.

“Get to sucking faggot”

I didn’t have to take his shorts down with my mouth this time because he whipped it out and put his hand on the back of my head and shoved me into his crotch. I sucked him and started to gag once again. Damien rolled down the window to feel the breeze and put his hands on the back of his head and stretched out laying his head back and said.

“There is nothing better than relaxing while a fag sucks my dick. Keep that up and I will cum down your throat in no time Slut.”

It didn’t take long, and Damien put his hands on the back of my head and pushed down as hard as he could to shove his dick down my sore throat and came down my throat. Just as he finished Josh came out and Damien jumped up front again and we drove home.

Once we got home Josh told my dad and mom that he wanted to know if the family could get together for a meeting. They of course loved family meetings so it was a fast yes. My parents are very laid-back go with the flow kind of people. They are very open minded and never judge anyone. My other two brothers and my sister came, and we all sat down in the living room and Josh stood up and started to talk.

“hey fam I know everyone knows it was just Carters 18th birthday. Well he came out to me and told me he was gay and wanted to know if he could be mine and Damien’s slave. Last night we got a contract printed off and we all singed it and had the document legally binding.”

At that moment Josh pulled out the contract and handed it to my parents. They read it and passed it on for the rest of my family to read. After they all read it my dad then said.

“You know Josh I don’t mind, if that’s what you kids want that’s fine. I’m happy for you. Me and your mom want you to feel free to be who you are, and you can make any rules you like for your new slave and enforce the rules here at the house. The only thing I ask is that the chores around the house still get done.”

Josh replied

“Oh, don’t worry about that dad the slave will do all the chores every day to keep the house spotless.”

My dad said they was ok with that and that we should feel free to do as we like. Then Josh told the family my new name and my role in this life now. I just sat there being quiet. Then Josh got the collar and put it around my neck and locked it in place and then he went to the other room and came back with super glue and locked it around my neck for good. He did this in front of all my family as they watched me be collared and locked in it.

My dad came over to me and looked at the collar and read the engraving and said.

“Josh, I take it you named him Slut?”

Josh laughed and said.

“Yeah we did, and Damien and I would like it if everyone called our slave by that name for now on.”

My oldest Brother Kurt said.

“Hell, yeah we will. So, Slut, you suck any dick yet?”

Damien jumped in and said.

“Yeah he did he sucked Josh four times now he also sucked me twice and then sucked his best friends Mike and Cody once each and gave them both hand jobs at the water park and swallowed they’re cum after jerking them off and that was just this weekend.”

Kurt looked at me and said.

“Damn Slut you have been busy. You need to suck me off also I think.”

Kurt is the oldest of all the children at 28 years old. He was 5’11” and around 180 pounds. He had some muscles, and a slim figure more like a swimmer build. He had dirty blond hair. Darker than me and my brothers but still blond, and he has dark blue eyes.

My sister was the second born, and then there is my Brother Aaron that is the third born at the age 22. He is 5’8″ and weighs 165 pounds. He has blondish red hair. Him and my sister are the only two that got red hair. And he has the nicest eyes of all of us with sky blue eyes. He is built because he works out, and he is your average straight sport guy type.

Aaron goes to the university in town and lives on campus. He is also the quiet one in the family and don’t talk much but when he doses talk, he makes it meaningful, and Aaron then said.

“Josh why don’t you make Slut get a job and have his checks direct deposited into your account so you can use the money on things you may need for him, maybe even pay you back for that collar and get more things for him, and if you like you can always bring him to my frat house and me and my frat brothers can help you and teach you how to be a better master.”

Josh smiled and told him that was a great idea and had me go online and look for jobs. I have never had to work at a job before, my parents always felt that we didn’t need to worry about jobs and only focus on our schoolwork. The only two of us kids that have jobs right now is my sister and my brother Kurt because they are now out of school.

Josh is taking a couple years off from school to figure out what he wants to go to college for, so my parents didn’t make him get a job yet, my brother Aaron is in school and me and Damien have been in high school. So, I went online and found a couple places to put my application in at. I spent around two hours putting in applications when my cell phone rang, and it was one of the jobs wanting to interview me.

I went later that day, I got all dressed up and looked great except for the collar around my neck that I could not take off even if I wanted to. It was a job at a five-star hotel as a bell hop. I went in and meet with the manager and the interview last for over an hour. We talked about my schooling and then the manager asked me.

“So, Carter what is up with that metal ring around your neck?”

I put my head down in shame and told him all about me being a slave and it was super glued shut and could never come off. I thought at that moment the interview was over and I didn’t get the job but by my surprise he just said.

“Well to each their own, as long as you dress up and show our guests respect and their property with respect, you got the job, you seem like a well-mannered young man and truthfully being a slave is going to work to your advantage because I know you will never give our guest any problems. And will treat them good.”

He explained to me that it was minimum wage with tips, and only 20 hours a week to start. I signed all the paperwork and then filled out the direct deposit form to have my money be sent to Josh’s account.

I left the hotel and got back in the car in the back seat because Josh drove me there and I told him I was hired. Josh was happy and then took me back home. Once we got back inside the house Josh told my dad that I did get the job and then my dad said.

“Good glad to hear that, and now I can give you a advancement and we can go get some supplies to start Slut off right if you want. I will just keep the recites and you pay me back once Slut starts making you money.”

Josh got excited and took our dad up on his offer and then my dad said.

“Damien we will be back, you are in charge of your slave until we get back.”

My dad and Josh left the house and Damien looked at me and told me to start cleaning the house. I must clean every room top to bottom. Damien then told our mom to relax and watch a movie whit him that she did enough, and he wanted to spend time with her.

My mom went in the living room and sat down as I cleaned the house. This did not bother me at all because I also felt that my mom dose way too much and she needs a break and I was happy to clean the house while she rested. My dad and Josh were gone for about four hours until they came back.

By the time they got back to the house I had already cleaned all the dishes, clean the counters, mop the floors, vacuumed the entire house, dusted and made the house look perfect. Not one thing was out of place and now was sitting on the chair in the living room watching television with Damien and my mom. When I heard my dad say.

“Stand up slut and strip naked.”

I stood up and then said in a questioning voice.

“Why do I need to take my clothes off dad? And right here in front of everyone?”

My dad then said.

“Shut up and do as I tell you to, you’re the one that wanted to be a slave, and you don’t have the right to ask question, just do as your told now strip.”

I wanted to cry so much, my dad’s speech had Josh and Damien laughing, and my mom just sat there as if to say you better listen to your father. So, I then took off my shirt. Removed my shoes and socks and pulled down my shorts. Then I put my fingers in the waist band of my underwear and pulled them down and took them off fast and covered my crotch with my hands standing in front of my family naked. My dad then said to me.

“Remove your hands from your crotch slut and put them behind you head.”

I did as I was told and now my dick was there for all to see. This is the first time any of my brothers has seen me naked. My dad and Josh took out something from a bag and took it out of the packaging and wend down between my legs and said.

“Ok Slut this here is called a chastity device. Once we put it on you, you won’t be able to touch your dick again. It’s to keep you from getting to aroused and stops you from being able to cum.”

Now I was scared, I had jerked off at least three times a day. It was one of my favorite things to do. And now with this metal cage around my dick I won’t even be able to touch it at all. The only good thing was after it was on my family didn’t see my dick anymore. Then my dad grabbed around the top part of my balls and pulled them down hard as he connected a metal ring around my balls and shaft at the base right up to my skin on my pubes. It hurt like hell having my dad pulling down on my balls.

I can’t believe I was standing the naked with my hands behind my head as my dad and brother was all in my crotch area fondling me. When I heard my dad tell Josh.

“We better hurry up Josh the fag is starting to get hard with us down here putting this on.”

Oh My God is all I could think. I was getting hard with my dad and brother grabbing at me and putting this chastity on me. I then felt them putting a tube in my piss hole and it started to burn bad. I was told to stand still and shut the fuck up while they finished up.

I finally heard the pad lock click shut and they moved away. I looked down between my crotch only to see a sold metal tub where my dick uses to be and my balls hanging below. Josh then went into the other room and brought out the super glue once again and filled the inside of the small pad lock that was locking it shut.

He kept putting little by little of the super glue in at a time to let it dry and put more in until it covered the inside of the lock and no key could go in and I was permanently locked up. I then asked.

“How am I going to pee if this thing is lock on me for good?”

Josh then said to me.

“Well you see Slut when we were at the adult store me and dad talked a lot to the guy and asked a lot of questions. I picked this one out because it has a stopper attached to it and that’s what that tube inside you dick dose.”

Josh then lifted the chastity up and pointed it to my face to see at the tip there was a bolt that screwed on and off when he took it off I seen a rubber stopper on the inside and then he screwed it back on and said.

“So, to answer your question, when you need to go you need to ask permission and if I give you permission, I will take it off for you to go. That also stops you from Cumming, so you need permission for that also. But I don’t see how you will ever cum because your dick is locked up and can’t be touched again.”

I was then taken to the bathroom by Josh and he pulled out a razor and shaving cream, he told me to get into the bathtub and then started to put the shaving cream all over my crotch. He then started to shave me when I said.

“What the hell are you doing?”

Josh then slapped me across the face and said.

“Don’t you ever give me that tone again Slut, in fact you don’t have the right to ask me anything, but since I feel nice, I will tell you. The guy at the store explained to me some masters shave their slaves body hair off because slaves are not men, and only men have body hair. Now shut the fuck up and let me finish faggot.”

He then shaved me to where there was not once hair on my crotch, he then continued to shave the rest of my body, from my toes to my neck. I did not have one single hair on my body. It was strange looking at my legs and arms with no hair, especially my crotch.

Then my dad came into the bathroom when Jodh had finished shaving my body and said.

“Ok Slut I figure since you are a slave now you don’t need a bedroom. Josh and Damien will figure out where you sleep so I want you to clear out your room and put everything in the garage, cloths and all. Anything on the walls goes down also. I do not want anything left in that room it is to be bare. I am turning the room into a craft room for your mom, she has always talked about wanting one.”

I could put cloths back on so that I can go outside and move all my stuff to the garage. The funny thing is I looked over at my mom and she had a smile on her face and was happy about this. I don’t blame her, but I was so upset because I will not have a space for my own anymore. Once I was all done clearing out my room, we all went out to the garage and I had to put all my cloths in bags. I was told to strip right there in the garage and put those cloths in the bag also. Then Josh handed me a set of cloths that I would never wear in a million years and told me to put them on.

The shorts he gave me was a shiny black rubber shorts and a black shinny rubber shirt. When I put them on, they were skintight. The shorts were very short and just covered my butt. They did not go below the top of my thigh. Once I got the shirt on it was also skintight, and very short sleeves that just covered my shoulders. This outfit left nothing to the imagination of my body and showed the chastity on me in detail outlines.

After I got them on, I was told to put all my cloths in the trunk of the car but before I did that Damien and josh then went through my cloths in the garage and picked out what they liked and would wear. I now knew better to ask any questions, so I just did as I was told. I put every single piece of clothing I owned that was not taken by my brothers into the truck of the car. I had a lot of cloths, so the trunk was full.

We then drove to a clothing donation box and I was told to put all the cloths into the donation box. I then looked at Josh and my dad and said.

“Are you serious? That’s all my cloths. I won’t have anything to wear. I can’t do that sorry, I won’t have anything.”

Josh looked at me in the back seat and said.

“Do you really want me to drag you out of this car and beat the living shit out of you while you donate those cloths in front of everyone faggot? Anyways you have a new set of cloths I picked out for you to wear, what I want you in not these cloths for real men.”

I just then got out of the car and went to the trunk when my dad popped the trunk, I started to grab the cloths and put them into the donation box. I heard Josh say while I was doing that.

“That’s what I thought faggot.”

I also heard my dad tell Josh he was proud of him for taking control like he did and that is how a master should be with his slave, and that putting his foot down like that will keep me in line. I at this point was crying. I didn’t want to donate my cloths. I loved my cloths. Once I was finished, I got back in the car and heard Josh say.

“Aw cheer up Slut, it’s not the end of the world. You still have cloths, just new ones for your new life.”

Once we got back to the house I looked over at my mom and Damien and seen a metal cage they had put together and Damien said.

“We finished putting Sluts cage together. Where do you want to put it?”

My dad said for now to just put it in the laundry room until Josh and Damien can figure out together a permanent place for it. I was then put into the cage and it was pad locked to keep me inside of it. My parents told Jodh and Damien goodnight and went to bed, they followed soon after that.

It was a rough night sleeping in that cage for the first time. My bedroom was always pitch dark, and silent, and I had a comfortable bed to sleep in. But in the laundry room had a light on in the room near the kitchen so if anyone ever woke up, they could see around. I could hear every noise in and around the house from there, and I was sleeping on a metal floor of a cage with no blanket or pillow. Every time I did start to fall asleep, I could hear someone either going to the bathroom that was right next to the laundry room or someone getting something to eat from the kitchen.

Also, I realized I have not got to eat anything all day. And every time I heard the refrigerator door open all I could think about was food. The next morning came along and I was let out of the cage by Josh and sat at the table with my family to eat breakfast.

After breakfast Josh went to the computer to look up ideas and things to do and how to treat a slave, what things would be expected and what a slave’s life should be like. He also researched what masters do and how they train slaves. The guy at the adult store told him to do research to be the best owner he could.

While Josh did that, I cleaned the kitchen, and made sure every room in the house was also clean. I went to everyone’s rooms and made their beds, even my parents’ room. I walked into my old room and seen an empty room and wanted to cry. Once I was done cleaning the house and I see Josh he said.

“Well Slut I learned a lot of things and let me say a lot has to change so get ready for your training, I noticed I am being very easy on you and you have to learn your new life.”

With that Josh came over and slapped me in the face as hard as he could and yelled.

“NOW GET ON ALL FOURS SLAVE, I DON’T WANT TO SEE YOU STANDING EVER AGAIN UNLESS YOUR CLEANING, OK FAG GET THE FUCK DOWN NOW BEFORE I BEAT THE FUCK OUT OF YOU.”

I went to my knees and put my hands on the floor and was on all fours. I then started to cry because this all happened in front of my parents and they didn’t say a word. They just looked at me and watched me obey Josh like this, I then heard my dad say.

“Keep it up Josh, learn your new roll, you’re doing good, this is what slut wanted and asked for so I’m glad that he trusted you to teach him and I’m glad it’s not with a stranger so I know he will be safe with you his brothers.”

My mom smiled and agreed that she was happy that a stranger was not doing this to me, and she feels safer with the family using me. I on the other hand wished I did ask a stranger because I was so humiliated in front of my family and I knew it would only get worse from this point on.