Saturday Night
I am on my knees, sucking on his cock. Or rather, he is fucking my mouth with rapid strokes and I have no choice but to let him do it. Spit dribbles down my face, both from my own violated mouth and from when he spat on my face earlier. As he rhythmically rapes by mouth, his balls slapping my chin, my own stiff cock pushes against the jockstrap and I feel precum moisten the fabric.
One of his hands grasps my hair as he steers my mouth up and down his thick shaft, and the other pinches my nipple.
`Good bitch', he moans lowly, and all I could do was hum in agreement, my slut mouth being put to good use. I have long since learned to control my gag reflex and relax my jaw. My mouth, and the rest of me, is his plaything to enjoy.
`Oh, I'm gonna cum,' he whispers, and pulls his massive dick out of my abused mouth. Seven or eight forceful spurts hit my face and chest. He wipes the shaft on my cheeks and I suck the tip of his member clean, swallowing the last few drops of his cum.
`Smile,' he says, and I look up. His phone camera flashes, capturing my sex-crazed degradation.
He pulls up his underwear and jeans, puts on his shirt and sneakers and is out the door without a word. I sit down on my naked ass, still wet and horny. I quickly pull down my jockstrap, free my throbbing cock, and start to furiously jerk off. I am close in less than a minute. I lay down and arch my back. My cock explodes and the cum shoots onto my mouth and face, then my chest, then my stomach, and then a final dribble down my shaft.
I lay like this for a couple of minutes, playing with all the semen coating my sticky body and occasionally fingering my hole with it. I am interrupted by a WhatsApp message on my phone.
The photo is perfect: my wiry and hairless twink body in nothing but a jockstrap, my eyes tearful from the face-fuck I just endured, a small smile on my face, which is covered in cum and spit: the perfect submissive slut. The accompanying message simply reads: `See you again tomorrow.'
Sunday Night
I lay on bed, my legs wide and raised in the air as he fucks me furiously. I can feel his cock push against my prostrate. My twitching cock is leaking copiously. As he keeps up a steady pace, precum dribbles down my cock.
`Turn around,' he says; I quickly obey. I am now on my stomach, and he is laying on top of me, the only sound is of him sliding in and out of my bussy. He licks and nibbles my ears, and his fingers find my nipples, which are sensitive, caressing and squeezing them.
He is panting slightly and I can feel he was close. It has been an hour and we are both drenched in sweat.
`Want my cum inside you, boy?' he asks.
`Please, breed me,' I beg hungrily.
He picks up the pace and I feel his throbbing cock spilling deep inside my boy cunt, breeding me, coating my insides with his potent seed.
He dismounts and rests on his back next to me. He lifts one muscly arm overhead, while the other squeezes my ass. We rest this way for a minute before he gets up and gets dressed.
`Beer?' he asks. I fetch him one from the fridge and open it for him. He takes it and slouches down on the sofa, drinking his beer and watching television. I crawl naked on all fours, and keep my head bowed and eyes downcast like a good sub. He rests his legs on my back: I am his obedient footstool. My cock is erect and dripping, and I feel his cum leak slowly down my thigh from my aching hole. This is bliss.
After the 9 pm news on NDTV India, he gets up and asks me to follow him. He pushes me down to my knees on the cool tiles of the shower.
`Kiss it,' he orders and I obey instinctively. Then he begins pissing on me. The stream of pale gold liquid splashes on my hair, my face and my chest. He has his girthy cock in one hand and his phone in the other, recording my debasement. I open my mouth and feel the acrid liquid stream down my throat. I swallow as much as I can, but it's too much and it overflows my mouth and drips down my body. It feels amazing to be marked as his property.
After he has relieved himself on me, he asks me to jerk off. My cock head is almost painful from being erect for so long. It takes just a few vigorous strokes before I have maybe the biggest orgasm of my life. The cum shoots straight up and splashes my chest and torso.
`Lick it up,' he says and I oblige. I scoop up the mixture of cum and piss covering my hairless twink body. I loudly and lewdly suck on my fingers, staring straight into the camera.
Good bitch,' he says softly and I smile. He leaves, and I get his message ten minutes later. I look like a total cum-hungry slut in the video. The message reads, Get ready for a surprise next week.'
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