Kink Fiction

Chapter 4

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My Son and Master for the long weekend had me kneel on the floor of my car when we were back on the road.  I was happy about my position since I did not want my cum soaked pants on my car seats.  As it was, I wondered how long my car would smell like cum.  At least there was no piss in my car…yet.  

My young Master did me a favor and opened the fly of his shorts.  As he said when we first met today, he had not showered this morning, so the aroma of his ball sweat was strong.  There was a whiff of ass and cum odor too even though I had mouth cleaned his cock, but the ball smell was what got me going.  There is something about a man’s nut sweat that makes my mind weak and my dick drool.  I think my young master’s scent is the strongest and best on earth.  I would have shot my wad in an instant if he had let me lick his balls and touch my cock.

He did not let me lick his ball or hold his cock in my mouth.  He had another use for my mouth.  Since I liked writing filthy stories for adult websites, he wanted me to tell him an original story.  He supplied the topics, and I supplied the filthy details and plot.  The first topic was a meeting with my Boss to talk about staff reductions. 

The story I told my young master went something like this.  I was called to my Boss’s office just before quitting time on Friday (My Son made me say the full name of my Boss and my real employer’s name).  We will call my boss Paul for this story.  He is a 6’3” tall slightly overweight man in his early forties.  A short black beard and short black hair.  Judging from his chest hair, he is extremely hairy.  A take charge type of boss you both respect and somewhat fear. 

He tells me there will be unfortunate layoffs soon.  He walks around his desk and sits opposite me and man-spreads, so crotch is unavoidably in my view.  I can’t help but notice his suit pants are stretched a bit over his bulge. It is hard for me to concentrate, but I remember him saying the younger engineers are better at computer simulations than me and how much less money they make.  This kind of talk goes on for about 5 minutes and Paul adjusts himself several times.  I’m forced to concentrate on his words as he stands up and asks me how many more years I’d like to keep working?  He says he likes some older engineers because they know how to read a situation and take initiative.  His crotch is so close to my face I can almost feel the heat from it when he says an experienced motivated employee does not need to be told what needs done.  If I make the obvious move and am wrong, I’d be fired on the spot and my reputation and life ruined!  If I just sat like a timid mouse, I’d probably be laid off with little chance of a new job.  When he asked again how long I wanted to keep working, I slipped out of my chair and touched my face to his unmistakable hardening covered cock. 

Even though I had never had sex with a man, I knew just what to do and unbuckled his belt and opened his pants.  His fat long hard cock hit me in the face as did the smell of 8 hours of man sweat. (At this point my young Master made me describe in detail Paul’s hairy crotch and 9” cock.)  After sucking in the first 2 of inches, Paul started fucking my inexperienced mouth (at this point my son had a good laugh at my expense because I used the word inexperienced).   The taste of precum and the smell of his crotch turned me on despite the rough treatment and gagging.   I actually wanted Paul to cum in my mouth to both stop this and especially to taste his cum.  Paul was not ready to cum.  He turned and my face was at his hairy ass crack.  Paul told me to rub my face in it.  Inhale nice and deep and enjoy.  Tell him how good his ass hole smelled.  That was easier than you might think. There was no way an ass that hairy could be really clean after a shit and with just a wipe.  But somehow, I liked the earthy almost spicy aromatic smell, and I rubbed my face in his ass just like I knew he wanted.  When he turned back around, I thought maybe this was almost over.

He rubbed his thumb on my nose and smiled.  Said he always knew I was a fag and a brown noser.  He showed me the humiliating brown stain he had wiped off my nose.  He told me to clean him up if I wanted to keep my job another week.  I looked around for something to use. He looked at me like I was an idiot and pushed his shit-stained thumb into my mouth.  That’s when I realized the full cost of keeping my job.  The most humiliating part was the praise he gave me as I licked his hairy ass clean, and my tongue turned brown.  Well, no, the most humiliating thing was my hard cock.  When his ass was clean inside and out, Paul had me open my mouth wide and he flooded it with ropes of cum.  At least his cum washed some of the shit taste out of my mouth.  He said to be in his office at same time on Monday and have my ass wet and ready to fuck.  No one saw my walk of shame to the Men’s room to wash my face, No one saw me jack-off in the men’s room either.  I spent the weekend dreading and craving the next meeting with my boss.  I figured that he would fuck me and take my virginity for sure.  I also figured nothing could be worse than the filthy things I was imagining would happen.  I was wrong.

That was the end of the story.  My “Son” had me say Paul’s full name again and that I fantasize about eating out his dirty ass and swallowing his cum.  Not my best story, but my “Son” liked it and was rock hard.  I was too. 

“Dad you are one nasty fag.  Fucking nasty mind and story.  That was just fiction, right?  After saying out loud your nasty fantasies, I think I should wash out your nasty mouth.   Wrap your lips tight around my dick head and swallow.  You have been a good obedient slut, so I will take it easy on you and piss nice and slow.  I’m so fucking nice to my daddy.  But if you spill my piss on me or the car seat, I’ll whip your white buns with your own belt.”

For the second time today and the second time in my life, I drank from the tap.  My young master’s piss was not as foul as the truckers had been.  Salty and sour but not as ammonia bitter as the truckers.  I still hated it and hated being used as a urinal, but my dick did not go soft as I swallowed this 18-year old’s piss.  He went slow and stopped a few times to let me get a mouth full down my throat.

“Milk my cock with your lips.  I can’t shake out the last drops, so you take care of it Dad.  How did it make you feel to be my piss bucket?  I’m 18 or is it barely 17?  Maybe 16 (for all you know), and you are a big successful engineer with lots of young engineers working under you.  But you let me use as a fucking urinal and stayed hard while I did it.  You hate the taste of my piss, right?  Take my cock out of your mouth and answer me.”

“I won’t lie, it tastes awful.  I can’t describe how bad or how low it makes me feel.  But I’ll do it anytime you tell me too.  I love your cock in my mouth and making you happy.”

“GOOD FAG DADDY!  You told the truth.  I would have whipped your ass bad if you had lied.to me.   I’m still going to whip your white ass because you forgot to say THANK YOU, but not too bad.  Remember when I said you were paying for everything on this little vacation including the alcohol and weed?  We’re going to stop at the grocery store for steaks and beer later. You can put that on your credit card, but the Man who will sell you the weed wants cash or ass.   I’m guessing you might not want your wife seeing an ATM withdrawal to pay for weed, so you will be paying with your ass.  Jake is not nice like me.  You are going to wish you had just followed instructions and somehow picked up some weed before the trip started.

The dealer’s house was off the highway a few miles away.  An old stone house in a remote location.  The man inside, Jake, was young like my “Son”.  A least 6’2” and maybe 200 pounds.  Short red hair and a hairy chest.  He was only wearing thin camouflage shorts.  He looked like he had just woken up and had a relaxed confident attitude much like my “Son”.  I finally learned my “Son’s” first name.  Jake called him Jeff.  They enjoyed a Budweiser and smoked a bud.  I wasn’t offered any, and I did not want any anyway.  I get drug tested at my job.

I had been abused and hurt in ways on this trip, but I was not expecting and was not prepared for the price I would have to pay for what seemed like a very small amount of marijuana.

Jake: “Ready to pay up now?”

Jeff: “Hell no I’m not paying your price, but Dad will.  Who cares if he is ready?”

We went to the basement and my fear went through the roof.  There was a very old wrestling mat on the floor.  The walls were covered in fetish gear and toys, whips, leather restraints, ropes, clamps, a soldering iron, and an insanely large, twisted dildo.  I think it’s called a dragon dildo.   I did not have much time to look the place over since Jake tackled me as soon as we were downstairs.  I fought back both out of instinct and fear.  Futile effort.  They were both bigger, younger, and stronger than me.  My pants were not pulled down, they were ripped to shreds.  The guys who had been laid back upstairs but were a pair of rock-hard psychos in the basement. 

I soon ended up on my back with “Son Jeff” sitting on my legs and Jake sitting on my arms that were above my head. Nipple clamps with a chain were screwed tight to my tits first.  The pain when Jeff pulled the chain got me to try to stay still.  Movement made the pain so much worse; A stainless steel coiled cock cage went easily on my small soft dick.  I think this model cock cage is called the RING DONG METAL CHASTITY DEVICE.

Jake: “I took a massive shit when I got up.   No shower and no wiping, still wet just for you.   Probably still some shit in my ass hole too.   Going to sit on your face now.  Lick my shit PIG.  Do it like you love it.   Wipe my filthy ass with you tongue or we’ll use the ball crusher to get your fag tongue moving.  FUCK!  You’re really doing it.  Licking shit off my ass, FUCK!  NEVER thought anyone would actually do it, I didn’t even have to torture you to make you do it.  Fuck if I had known you were this easy, I would have planned something even nastier.  Kiss my shit hole.  Inside and out!  Tell me you are fucking love it or I’ll use the ball crusher on you anyway.  Make the cameras believe you love my shit, or I’ll make a good show on you with my toys.”

There is no way to sugar coat it.  I was still scared, and Jeff kept pulling on the nipple clamps, so I did it.  I ate Jake’s shit, I could feel it on the sides of my face and in my mouth.  It stunk more than it tasted and I gagged and wretched as I quickly licked his ass crack with long hard strokes. I knew I had to get it all and there was so much sticky shit, His ass was as hairy as his chest and that made it so much dirtier.  He pushed out his ass ring as I French kissed and ate out his shitty hole.  But it could still get worse.  He spread his cheeks wide and put his full weight on my face. It was like getting crushed and suffocated at once.  I struggled as hard as I could to get free and struggled for air.  I imagine Jake loved that.  I blacked out for at least some time.  His ass was still above my face when I came to and as I sucked in air. 

Jake: “FUCK, there is nothing like the feel of a tongue in your ass when you make the stars go out for a fag!  So, fucking hard now, Let’s do it.  Let’s do it now!”

I was extremely compliant when they let me up.  They tied my wrists to my ankles, so I was helpless in a perfect fuckable position.  With Jake on his back, I was manhandled and impaled on his thick 7” cock.  With only leftover cum in my ass for lube, it hurt but was kind of a relief to only be fucked after what just happened.  Fucking did not start right away, my ass and thighs were exposed.  Using a small cane, Jeff gave me the whipping he had promised.  He did not break the skin or even bruise me, but it hurt like hell.  I tried to get up and away but couldn’t move so I just begged.  It did not last long.

Jake: “Every time you hit him; his pussy squeezes my cock.  Feels great.  But get on with it.  You know what I want.”

With that, “Son Jeff” knelt between Jake’s legs and lined up his 8” cock with my already stuffed hole.

Jeff: “Dad, you wanted young cock to fuck you.  You’re about to get just what you asked for and more.  Relax and enjoy it, We sure will.  Sure, it will hurt your pussy like hell till you open up, but being a daddy slave isn’t all fun and young cum.  Sometimes it is a bitch, just like you.”

They did not gag me.  I think because they got off on my screams and begging to stop.  It was not slow and gentle.  My “Son Jeff” went in balls deep in one brutal thrust and then fucked me like a mad man.  He did tell the truth though, and my hole was opened up.  I might even have gone hard if the chastity cage had not locked my cock down.  I was so tight, and it was so intense, neither of them lasted long.  Jake came first and added ropes of cum to lube my hole.  Jeff kept fucking me hard for another minute or two.  Now it was Jeff’s turn to beg for him to slow down and take it easy as Jeff’s big cock rode up and down Jak’s very sensitive post orgasm dick.  I was getting into it at this point.  Young dick is amazing.  Jake’s dick was still hard in my ass when Jeff shot his wad and pulled out.  I was thinking this whole thing was over.

Jake was gone for almost no time.  When he came back, he had the dragon dildo in his hand.  He smiled down at me like a demon as he slowly moved it close to my face.  It had to be 12” long and as thick as my wrist at the base.  Insanely thick twisted ridges down the length.  By this point I knew begging would do no good.  But what else could I do?

For me the pain was off the scale as my son dildo fucked my cunt next to Jeff’s thick cock.  Jeff was in heaven.  Jeff was basically masturbating him using my hole and a monster novelty dildo.  No doubt my fighting and screams added to the excitement.  It took maybe 20 minutes for Jeff to make Jake cum in my ass a 2nd time with the double dildo fuck of my ass.  As huge as it was, I did start to get into it before it was over.  I was getting used by two young real Men, and that is just what I wanted.  Maybe what I was made for.  Jake pissed in my ass after he shot his second load in me.  I guess just to use both my holes as his toilet.

I was exhausted, but still horny of course.  So far everyone on this trip had busted a nut but me, and I was in a chastity cage.  Jake put a leash on me and made me walk like a dog outside so Jeff could clean me up.  He used a water hose on me like you would use to wash a dog.  Washed off my body.  Washed the shit off my face and even used the hose to wash out my mouth. That was so good, and I drank like a dog as he did it.  I passively accepted the water hose up my well fucked cunt, He douched out the cum, piss, and filth.  He let me put on a pair of my clean shorts and polo shirt.  It was so good to be clean, in clean clothes and allowed to stand up. 

Son Jeff: “Your pussy must be so loose now.  No blood though, good.  Going to leave the but plug out of your cunt.  I want your hole to tighten back up before tonight, so my buddies will enjoy fucking you. Nipple clamps stay off for now too.  Cock cage stays on”

To be continued …


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