His personal ad was very clear and forthcoming -- "HUNG AGGRESSIVE TOP SEEKS SUBMISSIVE BOY TO SERVE" -- 38 years old, 6'0, 175 lbs, 8 inch cock hung and thick...seeking submissive boy bottoms. I don't care if you are cute or not as long as you have the right sub attitude and you know your place serving a hot hung top.
This sounded like exactly my kind of guy so I sent him my pic and stats (kinda cute, but pretty average 28 year old boy, 5'7, 145lbs with a great mouth, ass and a willing disposition). He replied with a picture of a beautiful, gorgeous cock. It looked bigger than 8 inches, but I guess that was cause of the girth. It looked like a healthy six inch width. All I could think when I saw that pic was "yummy!"
I didn't care that he didn't send a face pic cause the fact of the matter is that all I care about is big cock. I wanna be on my knees sucking a hung cock. I want him to fuck me up the ass. Whatever else the guy wants is cool too as long as I am serving his hot tool.
So, this guy (Dan) tells me we will meet later that night at my apartment. His conditions are plain and simple. My door will be unlocked and I will be alone. All the lights will be out except for a candle. There will be beer for him to drink and $20 in cab fare out on the table. I will be face down on my bed with my ass lubed up and in the air for him. And lastly there will be something to tie my arms and legs up with.
I asked him if $20 was enough money, cause the idea of paying for sex is a huge turn-on for me. He told me he would decide later and that if I wasted his time he would expect me to compensate him. I'm not if I've been harder than at that moment. Both the thought of pleasing him so much that he wouldn't want to paid, and the thought of being totally used and then being forced to pay up sounded extremely appealing. I felt like a real piece of shit slut, and to tell the truth, there is no better feeling.
So, I cleaned up my pussy real good, cleaned my apartment and stripped down to a real sexy jockstrap. The whole time I had a big smile on face. I just had this great feeling that I gonna really be fucked good. The fact that I had been drinking for a few hours probably didn't hurt either.
At 10:00 the buzzer rang and I got myself into position. I heard someone enter, but he didn't come into my room immediately. I got the sense that he was checking out my apartment, looking to see if there was anything he wanted or maybe just getting a sense of my personality. There is a lot you can tell about a person by the things laying around their apartment. I had purposefully left a few odd things out, such as poppers, Freshmen magazines, some bananas and cucumbers and a couple of pictures of a really hot black guy cumming all over my face.
I was starting to get tense -- what exactly could this man be doing in my apartment. My asshole was all wet and lubed up. I wanted to get fucked and the tension was making me even more horny. I started hearing footsteps approaching. The sound of big heavy boots being removed and thrown across a room. He picked up the phone and called someone. There was a pause and then I heard a strong masculine voice. Of course I could only hear one half of the conversation, but I could imagine what was transpiring.
Dan said "Yeah, I'm at this bitch's place right now. Not sure how long it will take...yeah, I'll fuck his holes and use him up real good, but I can be over to you by around 12...yeah, sure I'll have plenty of cum left for you bitch. Don't you worry." And with that he hung up the phone and entered my room.
"You sure look pretty bitch...now thank me for coming over and inspecting your pussy shithead." He had a real authoritative voice, one that scared me a little but also made me hot as hell. I knew this guy was gonna give me a good ride. I turned around and looked at him for the first time. He slapped me across the face and said "Didn't tell you to look at me FAGGOT! -- I don't wanna see your ugly face. Just keep your face looking at the wall and your cute butthole up in the air. That's the only thing pretty about you -- that tight little boypussy, Yeah! Good boy. Now, put your fingers in that hole and spread it apart so I can see what I'm gonna be getting my big hard cock into."
I spoke under my breath cause I wasn't sure whether I was allowed to respond. "Thank you sir for taking time out of your schedule to abuse me. Please do whatever you want with me sir."
He replied "Good faggot. I don't need your permission. Just keep your mouth shut unless your sucking my piece. We're gonna keep you real busy tonight. Keep spreading those pussy cheeks. Looks might nice in there. Looks like you haven't been raped good lately slutboy." He slapped my ass a few times, nicely, affectionately. He even caressed my ass a but which was pleasant. Then he started hitting me; he slapped my ass harder and harder, alternating between hard slaps and nice sweet caresses. Each time he hit me he aimed more and more on my butthole itself. I was feeling real sensitive and all this attention to my hole made me a very happy camper. I didn't mind how hard he wanted to hit me cause I was happy to be abused by someone with such a great cock and sexy style.
He kep't hitting me for around ten minutes. There is a giant mirror adjacent to my bed so I was able to sneak a few peaks at what was happening and I could tell my ass was beat red. I looked up at his face and I saw he was looking right back at mine.
"'I told you not to look at me bitch. Now, I'm gonna leave." And with that he got up and walked out of my room. I screamed out "Please no -- don't leave, sir. Please stay and do whatever you want to me. I don't care what it is. I am yours to serve. Please hit me and pee on me and fuck me. Please sir. Please!" There was a long silent pause, and he finally re-entered my bedroom.
He looked at me and said "well, I will stay, but bitch its gonna cost you. First off open your mouth. I gotta piss. If you do a good job and don't spill any I'll decide how much I'm gonna charge you to get this cock in your other hole."
I got on my knees in front of him. I was scared of making too many movements cause he really wanted me to be under his spell entirely. I opened my mouth wide and he put his semi-hard cock in my mouth. I looked up at him and and he returned my stare.
"Yeah, whore. Keep that mouth open. Get ready to be filled up with my piss bitch. Yeah, bitch. You are such a total slave slut piece of shit. You are on the floor in your bedroom with your mouth wide open waiting to drink a complete stranger's piss and you are willing to pay for it. What a total faggot loser you are. Wow! And with that, his piss started to come out of his cock. It dribbled out at first, but then came out faster and faster. I had a really hard time swallowing as it poured out of his cock and his cock also got harder and harder while he was peeing. It was amazing. Some of his piss spilled out on my face and dribbled down to the floor. When he finished he said "Get on the floor and clean up everything you missed." There wasn't much but I loved the totally submissive feeling of licking piss off a dirty floor.
"OK. Good boy. Let's see, I only have around an hour left for you, so I'll give you a reduced rate. Why don't you give me $300 and I'll give you a load. Give it to me now slutboy."
I took my wallet out and started going through the cash. He grabbed the wallet out of my hand and just took all the cash. I wasn't sure how much was there, but I didn't care. This was totally worth it.
Dan smiled and said I was a good boy. He told me to get on my hands and knees and not to worry if the lube was dried up by now. He said "I like dry humping boypussy better so you are gonna have to deal. It'll probably be a little painful, but you'll deal with it." I was in the position to get fucked and he grabbed ahold of my waist and shoved his cock all the way up my hole.
"Oow" I screamed out. He pulled out and hit me on the head. He said he was gonna go in again and it was gonna be even harder. He said if I made one complaint he would pull right out and leave. This was pretty clear and I believed him. This man was more interested in my pain and humiliation then in him getting off. He was one seriously hot guy.
So, he shoved his cock back in and God was he right. He totally powerfucked me right off and he kept at it for around ten minutes. I'm not sure if you have ever been dry powerfucked by a hot hung guy who is basically assaulting your ass for quite that long, but the line between rape and sex becomes very blurry. Of course, I totally wanted it so it wasn't officially rape, but the way he was abusing me was fairly insane. I was in pig heaven getting my boypussy fucked and fucked so deep and hard. This guy was hurting me and I loved it.
The whole time he was fucking me he was muttering under his breath stuff like "yeah take it faggot" and "fucking slutgirl loves this big cock." The thing that really drive me over the wall was when he would say "Girl is paying for me to fuck her twat!" and he would laugh hysterically. He said this a few times. I love being called a girl -- makes me feel really hot and sexy. And the idea that I was paying him made me go crazy too -- it was just too damn hot. And this guy deserved every cent!
Dan kept fucking me and fucking me harder and harder. It was amazing. Finally, he asked me a question. "Where do you want me to shoot bitch? You want it up your hole or in your mouth bitch?"
This question confused me cause I really did want both. I was also confused because I wanted him to make the decision. I mean he was the guy. I was just the slutty submissive bottom boy who existed to please his every whim. So I said "wherever you want Sir. I am your boy, sir."
He hit my head again, which actually hurt. "No you are not my boy, shit head. You are just a hole I am using. If you wanna be my boy you gotta work a lot harder and take care of me a lot better. I have boys and you are certainly not one." At that point he grabbed my head, turned it around and said "open your mouth" He spit into my open mouth and said "swallow my spit bitch. You gotta lot of work to do before you have the right to call yourself my boy. You are just a useless hole. Now keep your mouth open -- I'm gonna feed you."
Dan pulled his cock out of my boypussy and shoved my head down under his cock. He said "Keep you mouth wide open. This is gonna be a huge load." There is nothing I like more than being fed a huge load so I kept my mouth wide open and waited as he jerked his cock into my mouth. I was an expert at taking cum this way and was prepared for anything, but when he started shooting I had no idea how to handle it. He shot load after load into my mouth to the point that I couldn't keep it in any more...It was coming out of the side of my lips and pouring off my face. This was an amazing guy and if I were to believe what I had heard this was not gonna be his only load of the night. I guess there is a reason some guys are tops with huge cocks and there are other guys who live to serve those hot hung tops.
I am glad to be one of those horny bottoms who live to serve a fantastic amazing top guy or guys. After Dan finished shooting he got up and left my room. I lay back on my head and took in the memory of the experience. I had cum all over my face and my body at this point so I eventually decided to take a shower. I was not surprised to see that my Freshmen magazines were all gone, as was the six-pack of beers, and my poppers. There was a post-it note from Dan which included his phone # and the number of his friend Mike. The note said that Mike would be able to help me out if Dan weren't around the next time.
I went back into my bedroom and relived the whole experience, imagining that Dan and Mike were both fucking me, one in my mouth the other up my ass. I shot a load soon after and decided that I would have to live out the Dan and Mike fantasy pretty soon.
The End, for now...
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