Be Careful What You Dream For

 

I never thought I would write story for Eunuch Archive, let alone a mostly true story (characters and events have been condensed). It all happened so fast. I was a middle aged divorced male, white, 5’8’, 165 lbs. I have two wonderful children. I raised them alone after my wife left because she decided she didn’t want to be married. Before I was married I had many girlfriends and a few after I was divorced. I though being gay was repulsive.

That suddenly changed within the last eighteen months. It started with the Internet, as many things do today. I was always a fan of porn and the Internet made it readily available. Never went to any web pages that you had to pay for though. I loved to look at pictures but especially loved to read the stories. Cannibalism stories fascinated me, and I read as many as I could find. Somewhere along that time I found the Eunuch Archive. These stories truly turned me on. I fantasized about being a eunuch or nullo. In one bulletin entry I found a reference to the Extreme Genital Modification Page. This was great. I was becoming more and more turned on by looking at men. I was also becoming obsessed with always being naked while at home. I began completely shaving my body except head hair.

I then became so bold as to put pictures of my body on the Extreme web page with a profile that I wished to be a nullo or castrated. Then it started to get serious. I found myself thinking about what it would be like to be screwed my another man, what it would be like to suck another man’s dick and swallow. When I jacked off I often ate my own come. I decided I wasn’t ready to be castrated and became interested in the large balls and dicks the pumpers had modified. I sent messages to several and one responded. This was the beginning.

We switched to meeting online privately. He showed me how to use a web cam and for the first time I was showing my naked body to another man in live action. This led to him leading me through ordering pumping supplies and starting to pump my dick and balls. I was now obsessed with having huge balls and a huge dick and was getting there. My balls were large and I loved it. Something else was happening at this time, he asked me to jack-off for him and I did. I kept jacking off whenever he asked me. He led me to the pumper’s page, where the chat room has a live cam feed. Now I was showing my package to a chat room of total strangers. It was fantastic; I had never felt so turned on.

The conversation started to be more about gay sex. I found my self-asking to be fucked. I wanted my balls to be pumped large and then I wanted to be fucked. I could just feel those big dicks fucking me. He invited me to his town. He said we could pump and he would help with saline injections, which would make my balls really huge. I wanted this and I wanted to put pictures on the web page so others could see me. I was following a path that would change me forever.

My new friend showed me dildo’s he had on hand. He said we could try these. One was shaped like a large dogs dick. This I found very interesting. I looked up bestiality stories on the net and became turned on by the idea. My friend mentioned slave master relationship and having read many stories in the Archives I was turned on with the though of being a slave. Things were escalating. I dreamed of being in a dog collar and leash and nothing else. I dreamed of being fucked and sucking dick. And really strange I dreamed of being held by a large dog and fucked by a dog. These dreams were closer than I could imagine.

My friend invited me to his city and amazingly I accepted. Me the straight stud who never even thought about gay things until the last year. I made arrangements for a suite and took some vacation time. I brought my pumping equipment and lots of rubbers. I was finally going to get fucked. How much and by how many I could not have guessed.

I arrived and we met at a restaurant. We had dinner then we went to his condo. He had a partner who was not home at the time. After some conversation we got down to the nitty gritty. We both had seen each other naked many times on the web cam but this was up close and personal. He was hairy but not too much as compared to my totally smooth look. After we were naked we immediately set our pump session. I was totally hard and could barely fit in the pumping tube. We pumped for a few hours till we were pretty large. It was great to have someone besides myself massage my balls during the breaks.

I was harder than I have ever been. At one point we were very close, as need be, when he leaned over and kissed me. A man had never kissed me before it was frightening but I began to love it. For the first time in my life I was the passive party, I was the bitch. Our tongues intertwined, it was wonderful. The next thing I knew he was pushing me gently down his chest, I licked and sucked his nipples, he groaned as I moved on down. Then it was there, my first dick up close. I licked it, the taste was not gross. I took it in my mouth; it was so smooth and silky. I liked the pre-come and tasted it on my tongue. Finally I sucked it; I took as much as I could in my mouth. I did the things I know I like. I licked the under side right behind the head. Slowly I sucked and licked until, again for the first time, another man came in my mouth. I swallowed it all, it tasted great. I felt this was right for me.

I stood up and we kissed more. His hairy body against mine felt wonderful. We went back to pumping until we were both huge. The rest of the evening we relaxed and talked. He said tomorrow things would get serious. I arrived early the next day. He took me to the living room and said take off all your clothes, which I love to do anyway. After I was naked he walked behind me and placed leather studded dog collar around my neck. This would be all I would wear that day and many other days. A leash was hooked and I was led to the bedroom where we pumped up for the day to come.

It was that afternoon, after we pumped, he hugged and kissed me again and gently led me to the bed. On the nightstand was plenty of lube. He laid me on my back on the bed. He lifted my legs and lubed my ass. I had never had anyone’s fingers up my ass before, it felt good. He placed my legs on his shoulders and his dick at my ass hole. Ever so slowly he entered my ass. It was a little painful at first but it felt so good I quickly became adjusted. Slowly he pumped me, I came on my stomach without being touched. I know this was right for me. He picked up speed as I became more comfortable. We both were moaning as I began to feel his cock swell, when I realized he hadn’t put on a condom. I didn’t care at this point. Then he moaned loudly, thrust hard and he came in me. I was amazed I could feel him coming in me. He stayed in me and held me for a while. I loved the feel of his hairy body on mine.

His partner was coming home that evening and I was in for more new experiences. I was naked all day except for my collar and leash. My friend helped me shave my body, reaching places I could never get to, my back and ass hole. It was a great feeling, I was hard constantly. My huge balls hanging out bouncing against my thighs was so great. I found it very erotic that my friend was dressed while I stayed naked. His partner came home to find me naked and leashed. While he wasn’t as interested in me as my friend, he was very nice. After dinner we went on-line to the Pumpers page with the live cams.

There we showed ourselves and pumped along with others. Many liked my smooth look and when during a pump break some noticed I was semi hard asked me to jerk off. I was too shy but my friend took charge and much to the delight of everyone watching he jerked me off, another first for me. I though my dick would burst it was so hard. We signed off and moved to the bed. My friend again gently pushed me downward, I took the hint and moved to his dick and began to suck. As I was doing this my ass was naturally in the air and soon I felt lube being applied as his partner slowly eased his dick into my ass hole. I was being fucked at both ends and loving it.

They both picked up speed and finally thrust into me and held me tight as they both came in me seconds apart. Again we forgot the condoms but who cared it felt so good. I could feel and taste the come. I spent the next day naked with my collar while we pumped till our dicks and balls were so big we couldn’t have fit them in any of our underwear. In one weekend I went from a heterosexual man with children and some fantasies to a naked, gay, bottom, that had been fucked from both ends and loved it. I couldn’t wait to get back the next weekend. My friend had some new things in store.

Finally the next weekend rolled around and I drove to my friend’s city. I didn’t bother with a hotel room this time. As soon as I entered the door off came my clothes and on went the collar. After dinner he said he had a big surprise for me. We were going out! Since I was naked it might be a problem. My friend had this solved. He put a graduation type gown on me. The collar and leash still showed as he led me to the car. We pulled up in front of a gay bar. My first time in a gay bar and I was basically naked and being led around on a leash. I should have said naked because as soon as we entered the gown came off. I was totally naked in a roomful of gay men. I was also totally erect, almost painful I was so hard. With my pumped up balls I was freakish. I was also very popular. Everyone was touching me as my friend, or should I now say it “Master” led me through the crowd. God I was turned on. We sat a table in the back as my Master talked quietly to many of the patrons. After a while he pulled my leash and we went to a special room in the back. It had a padded table in the middle with some towels and a bottle of lube. I was laid on the table and my Master rubbed me down then lubed my ass.

Then men started entering the room four and five at a time. I was fucked on my back flipped over and fucked on my stomach doggie style (which I liked the best). While I was being fucked dicks were stuck in my mouth and I sucked till my jaw hurt, swallowing loads of come in all flavors. Of the dicks in my ass some had condoms some did not. All I knew was come was running out all over my ass. I came several times by men jerking me off while they fucked me. I have no idea how many men fucked or I sucked that night but I was very sore. My Master, in anticipation, was thoughtful enough to have brought a diaper since I no longer could hold anything in my stretched ass hole. We went back to his house where he cleaned me in the shower gave me a big kiss and put me to bed.

The next day since my ass hole was already stretched my Master tried the dog dildo on me. It was very long but the knot just would not go in, it was too big even for my used ass hole. The length and strange shape did feel good. We pumped again, I can’t get over my huge balls, and I returned home sore but satisfied. I couldn’t wait to get back the next weekend.

The weekend started the same, enter strip, collar. After dinner the gown was put on and in the car we went. This time we drove out into the countryside. We pulled into a long drive leading to a secluded house. This was a friend of my Master, we left the robe in the car and I was led naked to the house. We entered and sat for some small talk. After a while my Master’s friend said let’s get started and I was led into a large den type room where I saw him. Him was a large dog. I don’t think he was a pure bred anything just a large dog like a Rotweiler or something. Buster was his name. I was placed over a small padded bench in the middle of the room, resting on my stomach my ass sticking out. The Master’s friend rubbed something on my balls and ass. As soon as he opened the jar the dog perked up and smelled the air. “Buster” moves to me and began to lick my balls and ass. I was rock hard at the thought of what was going to happen. My master slipped his hand between the dog and me and lubed my ass hole. It was going to happen, after all the stories I read and videos I watched on the Internet that turned me on so much I was about to fucked by a dog.

You cannot imagine how good it feels when the dog lays on your back with his very warm and furry body. It is like a living blanket. My own dick was about to explode when the dog’s owner lined the dog’s dick up with my ass. I want to tell you it is not very easy to be fucked by a dog. Their dick keeps slipping out as they hump very fast. With a little help from the dog’s owner he managed to keep the dog’s dick pumping in me pretty well. It is a fantastic feeling because the dog moves so fast and generates so much heat. My ass hole kept trying to suck the dog dick in me and keep it. Remember I could not take the canine dildo’s knot so I thought no way a real dogs knot would fit. However with the owners pushing and the knot being slightly smaller combined with plenty of lube the knot went in me.

You might not know this but after it enters the bitch it sort of turns sideways to stay in. It didn’t hurt for it to do this but there was no way it would come out without ripping me apart. Just after the knot turned and locked the dog in me, the dog began to come. It was more than I could have dreamed, it thinner that people come, and it just kept squirting. I felt so full. The dog then turned around swiveling his dick in me till we were ass to ass. I had to stay this way for about thirty minutes till the knot turned around and the dog could break lose out of my ass. The dog come then gushed out of my ass for about a minute and a half. I was so satisfied and happy. I hoped to do this again many times. It was especially great when the dog licked my dick and ass clean.

We alternated situations like these for several months, it was great. I had huge balls, was regularly fucked and I loved sucking dicks. But things were about to change and this is why this story is in the Eunuch Archive. It started a few months ago; I was living a regular life in my town and my weekends in my Masters city getting fucked and pumping. I began to feel soreness in my balls. They became very sensitive. I finally had to see an urologist. I chose to find a doctor in another city since my new lifestyle may have factored in to my problem. As luck would have it the doctor turned out to be gay and was very understanding.

The catch was my sore balls had nothing to do with my life style. It was a congenial birth defect something about my cords being tensioned. He said it was amazing that it didn’t bother me before. My balls were not getting enough circulation and constant pain would be the result. It would be like being kicked in the balls all the time. The remedies are heavy use of pain killing drugs with their side effects or double orchiectomy (take out my balls). They could put fake balls back in my sack so I would not look different and I could take testosterone to keep my masculinity. I thought about this and discussed it with my Master. Remember at the beginning of my saga reading about castration was a turn on for me. Now I had to make a choice give up the huge balls I get from pumping or constant pain. I decided to give up my balls.

Now the decision was how, when and where. The doctor was great he understood my dilemma and would help in anyway. The only way he was allowed to operate was thru the abdomen and besides that was the only way to remove my cords which were the real problem anyway. The doctor helped big time in two ways. First, he agreed to save my balls and return them to me even though it is against medical rules. He also contacted a plastic surgeon in the gay community to remove my sack and make me smooth below my dick. It helped that the urologist owned his own clinic with a surgical suite. I scheduled the surgery and took a months vacation and sick leave. Another handy thing was since it was a medical necessity to remove my balls my insurance was paying for it. The doctors agree to manage the plastic surgeons fees in the bill to insurance. My Master agreed to help me recover. My children thought it was hernia surgery.

Now I come to today, two months later. I am officially a eunuch. My stitches are gone and were my balls used to be is a fine little scar with still a little redness. My Master and I decided no hormones. My dick has already shrunk to the size of a big clit, no more fucking for me (like the look however, just a little button at the top of my groin). My hips are rounder and easier for my Master and others (including the dog) to grip. And another part I really, really like is my little breasts. They are so pretty. My nipples have gotten much bigger and I get so turned on when they are sucked. It is much easier to keep hair off my body since it has stopped growing dark and coarse. My whole body seems more sensitive. My weight has dropped to about 140 lbs. If I wear something tight I have the body of a girl.

I still live and go to work in my city. Nobody knows my secret, they think I was sick and lost weight. I wear baggy clothes to work. On the weekends I go to my masters. I am still naked and collared as soon as I enter. He still likes to fuck me and I like to suck him. We go to the gay bar about once a month, where they really like to feel me up. I don’t think as many want to fuck me as before. I must look too much like a girl now. I would like to dress like a girl but my Master pretty much keeps me naked so clothes aren’t necessary. I really love more than ever being fucked by the dog (or dogs I should say there have been more since the first). I do sometimes miss my pumped up dick. I can come rubbing my nubbin dick but it’s not the same. I don’t get that feeling when the come shoots out. But other sensations make up for it.

So that’s my story up to now. I started out being turned on by eunuch stories, moved to pumping and big balls and being fucked. Then in a round about way ended up a real gay eunuch and loving it. I want to get pictures posted on some web page soon so everyone can enjoy me.

Oh by the way, my Master brought my balls home in a jar and prepared them, then sautéed them and I ate one the he ate the other. Tasted good had the consistency of liver but was a delight anyway. I only regret I could only eat them once.

Thanks for sharing my saga.

How I Became My Master’s Permanent Male Chastity Slave – Part 4

How I Became My Master’s Permanent Male Chastity Slave

A young slave begins his life living in lifelong chastity, learning to please his master.

 

It was far from comfortable. I could still stand, but just barely. I had to stand on my tiptoes while I desperately struggled to keep my balance. I realized that Master L had probably had many other slaves tied to that hook. I doubted I was far from the only man he had introduced to the pleasures of being his chaste slave.

Master L walked in front of me so I could see the small object that he was holding. It was a pink chastity device, made from hard silicone. It had a shape that made it obvious it would cover my entire cock, except for a narrow slit which would allow me to pee normally. I would not be able to touch a single bit of my tiny little penis once I was locked into that cage.

My new Master did not need to kneel to reach my tiny cock. Still standing proudly in front of me, he began to rub thick lubricant all over my cock and balls. “Putting on the cage for the first time can be uncomfortable,” he told me. “This is one of the few bits of mercy which I will show you, so you’d best appreciate it, slave.”

“Thank you Master.” I responded.

Slowly, he began to slide the ring at the base of the cage over my balls. The silicone was cool, but not uncomfortably so. The feeling of tightness around my sack was perfect. I loved it already. I knew that this was what I had been missing my entire life, why I had never felt sexually fulfilled until today. It was my destiny to be a sissy chastity slave to a dominating man like Master L.

“I can’t keep calling you ‘slave’ forever,” my master told me. “I think I’ll give you a new name, to mark the day that you became my chastity pet. How about…Hmm. “N”. It stands for nothing and nobody, to remind you that you are nothing without your Master. Do you like that, N?”

“Yes, Master!” I responded eagerly, gladly accepting my new name. Already, I felt all memories of my old name slipping away. It was like my master had stolen it simply by assigning me this new one. From now on, I would be “N” forever.

“Get ready, slave N,” Master L warned me as he slipped the body of the chastity device over my tiny cock. I was so small that the device slid on easily, covering up every bit of my miniscule length. I knew that for the rest of my life, I would only be granted the honor of touching or even seeing my cock when my Master allowed it.

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How I Became My Master’s Permanent Male Chastity Slave – Part 5

How I Became My Master’s Permanent Male Chastity Slave

A young slave begins his life living in lifelong chastity, learning to please his master.

 

I heard a click as he fastened the old-fashioned metal padlock which held the cage closed. It was done. I could not escape. The weight hung, unfamiliar but secure, against my legs. I knew that, with my pitiful strength, I could not break out of the cage even if I wanted to.

Master L threaded the small golden key through a chain and fastened the chain around his neck. I understood what that meant. Every moment for the rest of my life, I would be reminded of his control over me. I would be reminded that my cock – and the rest of me – belonged to him.

“Chastity will be good for you, slave,” my Master informed me, still without untying the bonds that held my wrists suspended high above my head. “It will teach you to become perfectly submissive and obedient. You will learn to fulfill my every whim as quickly as possible if you want to have even the slightest hope of getting an orgasm. But soon, as I train you in the proper ways, your libido will shrink and your sexual desire will decrease. You will no longer crave orgasms of the ‘traditional’ kind and will instead long only to have your prostate milked or your orgasm ruined. Your only sources of pleasure will come from taking my cock and my toy collection, or being punished by me. Do you understand?”

I nodded, too overwhelmed to speak. My tiny cock twitched inside its new home, but nothing else happened. Every word he was saying was turning me on more and more, but I couldn’t do anything about it. Just like he had said, the cage didn’t only prevent me from coming, it prevented me from getting an erection entirely. The cock inside that cage didn’t even belong to me anymore. I belonged to him.

“Very good, slave N. You’re learning already.” Giving my cage an affectionate pat, Master L walked around me until he was facing my pert, round behind instead. He began rubbing the cheek that he had slapped. My hole twitched with anticipation of what was coming next.

“Now, let’s find the perfect butt plug and get started with your training, shall we? Your ass is pathetically tight. You look like you could barely take my finger right now – but you have two weeks to be able to take my cock without whining or moaning if you want to have even the tiniest chance of earning an orgasm this month. So you’d better get started right away, shouldn’t you, slave?”

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Slave Being Pulled By A Leash

I didn’t discover, until one of my friends dragged me around San Francisco in a collar and a leash, what an incredible experience this can be.

I can’t exactly describe the sensation, but the feel of a collar around your neck as it’s being tugged, pulling you in another direction is one of the best feelings I’ve ever had.

Every slave dreams of the moment when his master attaches a collar around his neck, and this is, for me, the moment of final commitment for me.

Once a collar has been welded closed around my neck, there is no turning back for me.

Because of the level of commitment involved, my master welding the collar closed around my neck is both terrifying, and the moment I look forward to more than any other.

With the collar permanently around my neck, I become the property of my master forever, no turning back.

Once the collar has been attached, my desires no longer matter. It doesn’t matter if I find the situation fulfilling (although I would hope my master would make an effort to do so on occasion).

I truly look forward to the moment when I can have a collar welded around my neck, making me the lifelong slave I wish to become.

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Urinal Boy 8: Randy Sleeps Over

"There’s my dad’s car," I said to Randy as we waited outside the school next Friday afternoon. "Oh God, I’m so nervous!" he gasped. "Especially after that story you told me about what you guys did last week! I don’t think I’m ready to eat anyone’s shit just yet!" "I can’t guarantee they’ll be easy on you, but just keep in mind that whatever they make you do, I’ve had to do for them already." "Okay." My dad pulled up to the curb and Randy and I got in the back seat. "Hi Dad," I said. "This is my friend Randy. The one I told you about. We met in the boys’ restroom." "You like hanging around restrooms like my son, Randy?" "Yes, sir. Jaden and I drink from the urinals at school together sometimes!" Randy exclaimed, eager to make a good impression on my father. "That’s good, because we don’t have a place for you to sleep. You don’t mind sleeping on the cold tile floor in our bathroom, right near the toilet, do you?" "Not at all." As we got onto the highway, I began to strip naked, starting with my shoes and socks. Randy started to follow my lead and strip, too. Then my dad stopped me. "Not yet, Jaden. I need you to run into the convenience store and pick up some cigarettes for Adam. I knew what this meant. I’d have to suck off the teenage guy behind the counter again before he’d sell the cigarettes to me. Not that I minded. I loved it when I was on my knees with his cock in my mouth behind the counter. He’d be selling lottery tickets and Twinkies to customers, and none of them had any idea that I was under the counter going down on him at the same time. I remained dressed while Randy slowly continued to strip down in the back seat next to me. It thrilled me to see someone else do what I had been doing for my dad and brother for several years now. We pulled into the convenience store. Dad gave me the money. Just as I was reaching for the car door, he grabbed me by the arm. "Hold on a second, Jaden." He took out a felt-tip marker and took the cap off of it. With one hand holding my chin, he proceeded to write something on my forehead. "There," he said. "Now you can go in." I had no idea what Dad had written on my face, and I decided I wasn’t going to look in the mirror until I got back in the car. I was going to let it be a surprise. Inside the convenience store, I tried to nonchalantly meander over to the counter, hoping that none of the customers would notice me. A woman on her way out did notice me, and I could see a look of horror on her face as she read what Dad had written on my forehead. The only other person in the convenience store was a middle-aged man. He looked at me with disgust, spat and then walked past me, making a point to bump into me and shove me into a rack of Christian audio books as he stormed out. I made my way to the counter. My favorite sweaty, pimply teenaged cashier was there, as usual. I looked forward to serving him. "Oh, it’s you again. Back for more, I see?" "Yes, please." I saw him squinting as he read what was written on my forehead. "So you’re advertising now. You been walking around with that on you all day?" "No, just now." "Well, I know it’s definitely true." "It must be. My dad wrote it. I don’t even know what it says." "You sure got balls, kid!" "I’d like to lick YOUR balls," I smiled. "You came at just the right time. I was just about to go bust a nut in the john. Hey kid, can you mind the counter for a minute? I got to take a shit before we get started." "Sure. But promise me one thing." "What?" "Just don’t wipe your ass. You know I want to lick you clean." The convenience story guy smiled as I got behind the counter and he made for the rest room." My favorite sexy, pimply, sweaty convenience store clerk took his sweet time in the rest room. He took so long that I had no choice but to help several customers. I had no idea how to use the cash register, and I’m sure I looked like an idiot when I was trying to figure it out. It gave me a tingle of pleasure each time a customer noticed what my dad had written on my forehead. I especially enjoyed the awkwardness and looks of horror it produced. I especially found myself getting hard when a good-looking guy came in and read the message on my forehead. Then a really sexy blond skater boy came in. He leafed through some magazines before he picked up a package of Twinkies and walked up to the counter. Like all my other customers, he stared at my forehead in disbelief. "Are you for real?" he asked. "Yeah." "And nobody beat the shit out of you yet?" "Not yet." "Well, is that what you want? Does it like turn you on if some guy beats the shit out of you? For havin’ somethin’ like that written on your forehead?" "Not particularly." "Then what are you trying to prove?" "I dunno. That I’m not ashamed, I guess." The skater boy seemed to believe me. "Hold on a sec," he said. He walked over to the magazine rack and picked out four glossy teen magazines. They were the kind girls liked, filled with pinups of cute teen boy stars. He placed them on the counter. He was blushing. He looked quite embarrassed, but he gave me a shy smile. "Jerk off material," he said, blushing. I pointed to one of the Jonas Brothers on the cover. "He’s cute, aint he?" The skater boy looked even more embarrassed. "He’s totally fuckin’ hot!" I rang up the boy’s Twinkies and magazines. He paid for them and then started to leave. He hesitated at the door. "Hey, what’s your number?" he asked, pulling out his cell phone. I gave him my number, which he put into his phone. "Thanks," he said. "I might just give you a call sometime." My convenience store clerk came out of the toilet and joined me behind the counter. "Okay, on your knees and start licking my ass. I’m saving toilet paper by using you instead." "Thank you so much!" I undid his belt and slid his pants down, revealing his muscular, pimply butt. I could smell the fresh shit already. I spread his ass cheeks and inspected the brown streaks around his butt crack. I decided to slowly lick from the outside in, starting at the cheek and ending up with my tongue in his puckered hole. I spent a good five minutes using my tongue to dig the shit out of every crease, ridge and pucker of his anus, and wiggled my tongue around his hole a bit for good measure. I wrapped my lips around the pucker and sucked on it for a bit. He seemed to enjoy that, pressing my face further into his ass with his hand. I savored the bittersweet taste of his shit on my tongue. I had to keep swallowing my shitty saliva as I licked. Eventually his hole was clean, and I turned around to suck his cock. "Oh no you don’t," he said. "Not after you’ve been licking my ass!" He grabbed a box of condoms from the shelf behind him. "Here," he said, handing me the box. "Put the rubber on before you start working on my cock. Dutifully, I opened the condom package, took one out and unrolled it onto his cock. It was pre-lubricated. I sniffed it. I didn’t like the rubbery, chemical smell. I had never actually used a condom before. Condoms were forbidden at Dad’s house. I began sucking on the condom-covered cock. I didn’t like it at all. The smell and taste of the rubber made me gag. But still, I went on with it, sucking him as best as I could. I guess he was really horny from my licking his ass. I had only just begun sucking him when he grabbed my head and started face-fucking me violently. I knew that when a guy started doing that to me the only thing I could do was relax my throat and hold on. It wasn’t pleasant to have him ride my throat like that, but I just waited patiently until I heard him moan. Then he thrust his dick as far as it would go down my throat. I felt it pulse and fill the condom with sperm. I carefully took the condom off his cock, being sure not to spill the precious fluid. I wiped his cock head off with a napkin and then drank the contents of the condom, tossing it into the wastebasket afterwards. Once I had done my duty, my convenience store clerk sold me the cigarettes and rudely kicked me out of the store. I joined Dad and Randy in the car. Dad noticed that I was trying to get a look at myself in the rear-view mirror, trying to see what nasty thing he had written on my forehead. "Don’t look now, Jaden," he said. "Let it be a surprise." As we got onto the highway, Randy and I began to undress each other in the backseat. Another fun weekend had begun. I was showing Randy how we did laundry at my dad’s house. "The underwear and the socks are what’s important," I explained to him. "Everything else can just go right in the washing machine. But once we’ve sorted the underwear and socks, they’ve got to be pre-treated." "My mom uses one of those stain sticks to pre-treat the laundry," Randy said. "Okay," I said, holding a badly stained pair of white jockey-shorts up to the light, "this one’s Adam’s. He’s a size 28. Dad’s a size 34. That’s how you can tell. Looks pretty stained, huh?" "I’m getting hard just looking at it!" Randy giggled. I could tell he desperately wanted to sniff the skid mark. "Okay, pre-treating is simple," I continued to explain. "This is all you do," I said, taking the underwear and putting the shit-stained part of it in my mouth. I sucked the shitty skid mark for a few seconds to demonstrate. "Oh fuck," Randy gasped, his eyes wide open. "This is how you do laundry around here?!! I’m gonna pre-treat all my brother’s undies for him when I get home!" I handed Randy the pair that I had already been sucking on. "Here, work on these for a while. I’m gonna start sucking the sweat out of Dad’s socks." Randy and I spent most of the morning sucking the shit and piss stains out of the pile of underwear in the laundry basket. I noticed that Randy especially liked sucking the sweat out of Adam’s dirty socks. Some of Adam’s socks were so filthy they could have stood on end. Since we were naked, we could both see how hard the laundry work was making our cocks. Randy turned to me. "So they don’t let you jack off?" he asked. "When I’m here, it’s my job to serve Dad and Adam. I’m not allowed to please myself in any way." "Gosh, this must drive you nuts! Watching you blow your brother last night was too damn hot! I’m so horned up I can’t stand it! I need some release soon or I’m gonna burst! My balls hurt!" "You get used to it." "Say," Randy said, giving me a sneaky look, "those guys are out of the house right now. Why dontcha blow me? They’d never know." "I dunno. It’s against the rules." "It’s against the rules for you, but not for me," Randy insisted. "I’m just a guest. Come on, blow me why dontcha?" "Trust me, it’s more exciting if you keep yourself horny and frustrated. On Monday we can meet up after school and you’ll be ready to explode." "I’m ready to explode now. So is this really what you do every weekend? You’re like their slave!" "Well, every other weekend." "But I mean, this is the routine, right?" "Yeah, I take off my clothes in the car. No clothes, no shower, no brushing my teeth, no leaving the house. Only eating from my dog bowl and only drinking from the toilet bowl." "Serving their every whim." "Yeah. Cleaning up after them, cooking for them. All that stuff." "Dude, I’m so horny right now. If you don’t blow me I’m gonna jack myself off." "Don’t. They might come in any minute and catch you." "Well, how long are they gonna be gone for? And where did they go?" "They never tell me. They always keep me guessing." "This is torture!" "I know. They are pretty good with their dirty tricks. Like hiding all the mirrors in the house so I still have no idea what Dad wrote on my forehead. I was in that convenience store the whole time not knowing what it said, but it must have been something pretty nasty because it sure freaked people out!" "If you blow me, I’ll tell you what it says," "Nah. I’ll find out when they want me to find out." I picked up another pair of underwear and began to lick at the skid mark. Randy began working on another pair of socks. We were both on the floor, on our knees in front of the laundry basket. I put the underwear on top of the pile of laundry and buried my face in it. Then I smelled the sweaty armpit of one of Adam’s t-shirts, and I buried my nose in the t-shirt, enjoying the heavenly scent. As I did so, I turned so that my butt was facing Randy. I leaned forward into the laundry basket so that my ass was up a little. I knew that Randy was in the perfect position to view my exposed but thole. It didn’t take long before Randy dropped the socks and made his way to my butt, cautiously sniffing and then licking my hole. I was starting to get hard again as I felt his tongue slide in and out like a piston. I continued to sniff and suck at the dirty items in the laundry basket while I let Randy get his pleasure from licking and sucking my ass. I could hear him jacking himself off and when I could tell he was about to cum I pulled my ass away from his face. "Dammit, Jaden! I was just about to shoot!" "I know! That’s why I stopped you." "No fair!" "Save your tongue for the laundry. And besides, your mouth is going to get a workout when Dad and Adam get home." "Now I’m thirsty." "You know where the toilet is. Go get yourself a drink." "Okay." When Dad and Adam got home, they decided to put Randy on toilet paper duty. Since he had to sleep in the bathroom anyway, Randy’s job was to spend most of the weekend in the bathroom sitting on the little rug in front of the toilet. Only I was privileged to suck cock and drink cum. But Randy couldn’t really complain. Randy had to wait and wait until someone had to take a shit, and then he got to lick their but tholes clean for them. And he had plenty of piss to drink. I’ll have to admit that Randy was a good ass kicker, as he cleaned mine a number of times that weekend. Since we couldn’t bathe, shower or brush our teeth for the whole weekend, Randy and I had started to stink pretty badly. Randy’s breath wasn’t the greatest, especially since his tongue had been on toilet paper duty. My own face and ass were smeared with dried cum and piss, as Dad and Adam had used me at both ends several times that weekend. But we did have to scrub ourselves up before Dad brought me to my mom’s house and Randy to his parents’ house. So the two of us took a bath together, taking plenty of time to finger each other’s but tholes and soap each other’s hard-on’s up, stopping right when we were about to cum. Neither of us had had an orgasm the whole weekend, and we couldn’t wait until Monday after school when we would meet each other in the woods and finally get our release. While we were in the middle of our bath, Adam came into the bathroom with a little hand mirror. "I thought you might like to see what Dad wrote on your face before you wash it off," he said, handing the mirror to me. I finally held the mirror up to my face and saw what Dad had written on my forehead — what I had been walking around with for the whole weekend!  

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