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I will start by saying that this is a true story. Last night, I went to the house of a Dom that I used to see semi-regularly. Jake is a straight contractor, with a great body. He has that perfect masculine build that only a lifetime of manual labor can achieve. His biggest asset is a big thick 9" cock. It really is the most beautiful cock that I have ever seen. He owns me because of this perfect cock. Well that, and the fact that he is the only Dom to ever give me what I really need.
It had been almost a year, when I got an text from him. He identifies as 'straight' and says that he only uses men for the things that bitches will not do. Sometimes he gets serious with a girl and I don't hear from him for awhile. His text said, "Hey Fag, come get on this big dick...I may even whore you out...if your lucky". My little dick instantly got rock hard when I read this. Despite having plans for dinner, I replied that I would be over as soon as he wanted. He gave me 30 minutes or promised that he would not let me in. I knew from experience that he meant it. I canceled my plans and headed over.
My heart always pounds on the way over to meet him. He is very aggressive, unpredictable and abusive. I never know exactly what to expect. When I arrive, he opens the door without being visible. I enter and before I even see him, he pushes me with all over his strength. I stumble to the floor and slide into the wall. He is standing over me and kicks me in the stomach. "You should have crawled into my house, you fucking idiot". He spit on my face and said to undress. Knowing to not stand without permission, I removed my clothing while laying on the floor. He laughed and said, "You fucking pathetic whore! Why would you come over here to let someone fuck you over? Oh I know, that pathetic dick of yours. Even the fags won't play with you." He was right, my penis is very small. It is only 3.75 thin inches when fully hard. When flaccid, it is anywhere from the size of an acorn to almost fully retracted. With less than 4 inches, I can't really satisfy a lover by penetrating them. So it really feels good to give pleasure with my only assets, a talented mouth and tight, pink hole.
"Follow me to the living room, on your knees boy". I crawled behind him as he walked to the sofa. He had porn playing on his big screen television. He opened his legs and barked for me to get to work. I lowered my mouth onto his big cock. God, it was just a powerful as I remembered. I slowly worked it in and out of my mouth, taking it deeper and deeper into my throat. "Mmmmm, now I remember why I invited you over here, whore. Your mouth is like velvet over my dick". I was in sub heaven. He jerked his dick from my lips and slapped my cheek with it. He pounded my face, over and over again, with his big stick. His cell rang and he answered. I knew to stand at attention for him while he was taking his call. If not performing, I was to stand facing away from him with my hands behind my head. "Yeah dude, he's here. You will not believe what a whore this little cocksucker is. Yeah, you can use him how ever you want. He's a worthless piece of trash and will let you do whatever you want". He laughed out loud. "I am serious, dude, get over here". I always get really nervous when he invites other people over. What if I know them? What if I work with them? He finished the call and said, "Boy, do I have a treat for you...You are going to love this guy. Now get back to your job, fag". I took my place on my knees in front of his couch and started licking his balls. "That's right faggot, lick my balls like a fucking dog". He cackled out. "Nice long strokes, just like the fucking dog that you are. How can you live with yourself, fag? Licking a strange man's balls like a fucking dog. You make me sick." He lifted his leg and kicked my shoulder knocking me to the ground. Lay there until my buddy gets here. He stood up and spit on my face as he left the room.
I heard the doorbell and my heart sank. My chest was pounding because of the mystery of the person that was coming over. "Get up and stand at attention", he said as I heard him answer the door. I was facing away from the entrance to the living room. I hear them walking towards me and my heart was racing. "Go ahead and check out the meat". He reiterated that the guest could do whatever he wanted to me. I felt foreign hands moving along my back and ass. He said that he loved my round ass. He parted my cheeks and roughly shoved a dry finger into my ass. I almost fell from the pain. As he moved around, I saw him for the first time. Whew! I didn't know him. He was a handsome black man. He looked to be around 30 years old with a great body, wide shoulders and athletic build. He leaned in a pressed his warm full lips against my cheek. I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation. In one swift motion, his lips left my cheek and he slapped my face with his hand. My eyes widened from the surprise. "You didn't think I came over here to make love to you, did you, bitch?" They both laughed at this. He circled me, looking up and down. He knelt down in front of me to get a better look at my crotch. "Now what do we have here? That is the ugliest shit I have ever seen. How can you expose that shriveled-up dick? Bitch, you must not have any pride." I looked down to see that indeed, my little dick had shriveled up because of my nervousness. I was flush with embarrassment. Jake added, "Yeah man, that's why he here. Even the fags won't play with him". They both laughed as they walked over to the sofa. Jake said for me to come over and show the guest what he taught me. I knew what he was referring to. He always made me do this. For some reason, out of everything that he does to me, he considers this to be the most humiliating. I crawled over to the couch and stood up in front of them. I turned around and bent over. I pulled my ass cheeks apart and 'flexed' my pink hole. He made me relax and tighten my hole over and over again. "Dude, I told you he would do anything I tell him to do! I trained him to do this, so he can tighten up around my cock when I fuck him. He will milk your fucking dick with that hole, dude".
The guest took his pants off and started jacking his cock. It was a big, beautiful cock, a little longer than Jake's but not as thick. Jake told me to turn around and sit on the coffee table that had been moved to the center of the room. "Why don't you get that pathetic little worm hard for us". Even though my dick was not hard yet, it had been oozing pre-cum since I walked in. He loved to do this. He wanted to make me cum before we really got started. It really got him off to know that he could use me even after I lost 'the drive' to continue. I opened my legs and used my thumb and index finger to stimulate my little nub. They both laughed at the sight of me, using only two fingers to jack my tiny cock. Jake stood up and walked over to me. He spit on me as he jerked his big cock next face. I saw the other guy's face light up when he saw Jake spit on me. His big cock got even bigger. Jake grabbed a black marker from the coffee table. I noticed the box of markers earlier and knew that they were there for a reason. He got the guest to join him in front of me. He said, "Let's give him something to wear home". They started laughing as the wrote words on my face and body. I couldn't really tell what they were writing. I was getting really nervous because I knew that he wouldn't let me wash it off before leaving. The other guy wrote the word 'pathetic' on my stomach with an arrow pointing to my dick. With that, I shot a huge load all over my stomach, chest and face. I had still been jacking my little cock with two fingers. They couldn't believe that such a tiny dick could shoot such a big load. Jake immediately told me to get on all fours on the coffee table. I could feel them writing on my ass. I was still anxious about what was written on my face.
(*ok guys, I am out of time. Let me know if you want to hear the rest. I promise to finish it tomorrow night if you guys like it.)
It had been almost a year, when I got an text from him. He identifies as 'straight' and says that he only uses men for the things that bitches will not do. Sometimes he gets serious with a girl and I don't hear from him for awhile. His text said, "Hey Fag, come get on this big dick...I may even whore you out...if your lucky". My little dick instantly got rock hard when I read this. Despite having plans for dinner, I replied that I would be over as soon as he wanted. He gave me 30 minutes or promised that he would not let me in. I knew from experience that he meant it. I canceled my plans and headed over.
My heart always pounds on the way over to meet him. He is very aggressive, unpredictable and abusive. I never know exactly what to expect. When I arrive, he opens the door without being visible. I enter and before I even see him, he pushes me with all over his strength. I stumble to the floor and slide into the wall. He is standing over me and kicks me in the stomach. "You should have crawled into my house, you fucking idiot". He spit on my face and said to undress. Knowing to not stand without permission, I removed my clothing while laying on the floor. He laughed and said, "You fucking pathetic whore! Why would you come over here to let someone fuck you over? Oh I know, that pathetic dick of yours. Even the fags won't play with you." He was right, my penis is very small. It is only 3.75 thin inches when fully hard. When flaccid, it is anywhere from the size of an acorn to almost fully retracted. With less than 4 inches, I can't really satisfy a lover by penetrating them. So it really feels good to give pleasure with my only assets, a talented mouth and tight, pink hole.
"Follow me to the living room, on your knees boy". I crawled behind him as he walked to the sofa. He had porn playing on his big screen television. He opened his legs and barked for me to get to work. I lowered my mouth onto his big cock. God, it was just a powerful as I remembered. I slowly worked it in and out of my mouth, taking it deeper and deeper into my throat. "Mmmmm, now I remember why I invited you over here, whore. Your mouth is like velvet over my dick". I was in sub heaven. He jerked his dick from my lips and slapped my cheek with it. He pounded my face, over and over again, with his big stick. His cell rang and he answered. I knew to stand at attention for him while he was taking his call. If not performing, I was to stand facing away from him with my hands behind my head. "Yeah dude, he's here. You will not believe what a whore this little cocksucker is. Yeah, you can use him how ever you want. He's a worthless piece of trash and will let you do whatever you want". He laughed out loud. "I am serious, dude, get over here". I always get really nervous when he invites other people over. What if I know them? What if I work with them? He finished the call and said, "Boy, do I have a treat for you...You are going to love this guy. Now get back to your job, fag". I took my place on my knees in front of his couch and started licking his balls. "That's right faggot, lick my balls like a fucking dog". He cackled out. "Nice long strokes, just like the fucking dog that you are. How can you live with yourself, fag? Licking a strange man's balls like a fucking dog. You make me sick." He lifted his leg and kicked my shoulder knocking me to the ground. Lay there until my buddy gets here. He stood up and spit on my face as he left the room.
I heard the doorbell and my heart sank. My chest was pounding because of the mystery of the person that was coming over. "Get up and stand at attention", he said as I heard him answer the door. I was facing away from the entrance to the living room. I hear them walking towards me and my heart was racing. "Go ahead and check out the meat". He reiterated that the guest could do whatever he wanted to me. I felt foreign hands moving along my back and ass. He said that he loved my round ass. He parted my cheeks and roughly shoved a dry finger into my ass. I almost fell from the pain. As he moved around, I saw him for the first time. Whew! I didn't know him. He was a handsome black man. He looked to be around 30 years old with a great body, wide shoulders and athletic build. He leaned in a pressed his warm full lips against my cheek. I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation. In one swift motion, his lips left my cheek and he slapped my face with his hand. My eyes widened from the surprise. "You didn't think I came over here to make love to you, did you, bitch?" They both laughed at this. He circled me, looking up and down. He knelt down in front of me to get a better look at my crotch. "Now what do we have here? That is the ugliest shit I have ever seen. How can you expose that shriveled-up dick? Bitch, you must not have any pride." I looked down to see that indeed, my little dick had shriveled up because of my nervousness. I was flush with embarrassment. Jake added, "Yeah man, that's why he here. Even the fags won't play with him". They both laughed as they walked over to the sofa. Jake said for me to come over and show the guest what he taught me. I knew what he was referring to. He always made me do this. For some reason, out of everything that he does to me, he considers this to be the most humiliating. I crawled over to the couch and stood up in front of them. I turned around and bent over. I pulled my ass cheeks apart and 'flexed' my pink hole. He made me relax and tighten my hole over and over again. "Dude, I told you he would do anything I tell him to do! I trained him to do this, so he can tighten up around my cock when I fuck him. He will milk your fucking dick with that hole, dude".
The guest took his pants off and started jacking his cock. It was a big, beautiful cock, a little longer than Jake's but not as thick. Jake told me to turn around and sit on the coffee table that had been moved to the center of the room. "Why don't you get that pathetic little worm hard for us". Even though my dick was not hard yet, it had been oozing pre-cum since I walked in. He loved to do this. He wanted to make me cum before we really got started. It really got him off to know that he could use me even after I lost 'the drive' to continue. I opened my legs and used my thumb and index finger to stimulate my little nub. They both laughed at the sight of me, using only two fingers to jack my tiny cock. Jake stood up and walked over to me. He spit on me as he jerked his big cock next face. I saw the other guy's face light up when he saw Jake spit on me. His big cock got even bigger. Jake grabbed a black marker from the coffee table. I noticed the box of markers earlier and knew that they were there for a reason. He got the guest to join him in front of me. He said, "Let's give him something to wear home". They started laughing as the wrote words on my face and body. I couldn't really tell what they were writing. I was getting really nervous because I knew that he wouldn't let me wash it off before leaving. The other guy wrote the word 'pathetic' on my stomach with an arrow pointing to my dick. With that, I shot a huge load all over my stomach, chest and face. I had still been jacking my little cock with two fingers. They couldn't believe that such a tiny dick could shoot such a big load. Jake immediately told me to get on all fours on the coffee table. I could feel them writing on my ass. I was still anxious about what was written on my face.
(*ok guys, I am out of time. Let me know if you want to hear the rest. I promise to finish it tomorrow night if you guys like it.)
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