May 17, 1999
"Mark's Humiliation"
By botpuppy
Part 2
The usual caveats about adult material and sexual content apply, and sometimes the language is crude, so if you find any of that offensive, please don't continue. Any comments and suggestions please address to "botpuppy@aol.com
As I walked to Steve's house I had mixed feelings about what I was doing. I knewthat he and all my buddies would think that what I did, sucking a man's cock and taking his semen in my mouth, was about the most degrading thing that any man could do.
But as hard as I tried I knew that I loved that wonderful feeling that I had felt. I can't understand why I got so incredibly turned on by the humiliating way that he used me, and the memory of it even now was causing my dick to respond. I knew that there was no turning back now, I needed him to make me a his boy, just like he said.
I got to his house early and rang the bell. Steve answered and gave me that cocky smile.
"Well fairy are you ready to do as I tell you to?"
"Yes, Steve, u I mean Yes Sir
He let me in and said that I was early, and that he had said 7 PM.
"When I give u an order I expect you to follow it boy".
I didn't expect that and I got flustered and tried to say that I was sorry.
"I figured we would have some fun tonight faggot. I'm going to use you like the cocksucker that you want to be. Anything I say goes, do you understand? You don't get a second chance boy, if you don't wanna obey every command that I give you then you're out of here." He stared into my eyes and told me to think it over carefully.
Every thought That I had while walking over here was about reducing my self to a faggot and they all flashed through my mind.
"Yes I want to be your fag, use me any way u want, please Sir."
He gave me that condescending smirk that told me he knew that I would do anything for a taste of his cock.
"Fucking faggot, get downstairs and get naked. Wait till I'm ready for u, and be on your knees."
I said "OK Steve, sorry".
"What? What is my name boy?"
"Sir oh I'm sorry Steve, I mean sorry, . Sir"
"Now be a good little faggot and do as I told you"
"Yes Sir" and I hurried down to his room, I took off all my clothes and saw that my dick was standing out like a pole. There was no way I could hide how he turned me on any more anymore.
He took a while to come down and as I waited I looked around his room. Not much, a bed, TV, stereo, a bookcase and a knee hole desk
When he finally came downstairs and saw me naked and on my knees he grinned and stripped. He sat down on the bed and told me to crawl to him on all fours, like a dog. I did as he told me and then sat up on my knees looking up at him Damn I loved to look at him.
"You really do get excited just looking at me, don't you asswipe?"
No sense denying it, my cock was standing up hard. I shook my head yes.
"Answer me when I ask you a question asswipe."
"Yes sir, I do love to look at you"
He just pointed to his cock, and I took him in my mouth and tongued his cock. He pulled his prick out of my mouth and said to lick his balls for him. His cock stuck straight up and I began licking, feeling so content that I knew that this was where I belonged. I breathed in the smell of his crotch. He was clean but with that musky aroma of sweat that I found so erotic. Then I sucked on his balls lovingly, knowing that his semen started there. He let out little gasps of pleasure, then pushed me down underneath his balls. I tongued him up and down, and then that spot near his crack and his moans got louder. Damn I got horny myself, it made me feel great to know that I satisfied him.
He rolled over and got on his knees with his torso on his bed and his ass up in theair. I didn't waste any time before I spread his cheeks wide and began to lick at his ass.
"Oh yea you perverted faggot yea clean out my butt for me. Man that feels great"
I put my tongue into his hole and started to flick it around in him like I was kissing a girl's mouth. But this tasted so much better, the animal male smell making me want to go crazy. All the while I was caressing his balls.
Then he rolled over onto his back and indicated that I should get back to his shaft.
I took it into my mouth as he stood and I began to gently lick it up and down. I thought that he would enjoy that, but instead he took my head in his hands and held my head and began to ram his dick in me, harder and harder.
"Shit I cant get that last inch of my cock down your throat pussyboy, can't you do better than that"
Of course I couldn't speak, his cock was lodged in the back of my throat so I justtried to nod my head no.
He released my head and looked down at me in disapproval, so I forced my mouth into him hard, trying to please him by getting his entire 8 « inches into me. He just pushed me back away from him.
He paused, looking around the room.
"Fucking faggot wants to be my cocksucker and can't even take my whole dick down into his throat".
"Yea the desk" he muttered. I remembered that his desk was behind him.
"Crawl backwards on your knees faggot". I did but it is not easy and I couldn't see where I was going. I had gone about six feet when he pulled on my right ear, forcing me in that direction. He shoved me bymy forehead. "Now go straight back until your shoulders touch the center drawer of my desk. He pushed me back against the desk hard and told me to keep my back there. Then he kicked my knees back, my legs going into the kneehole of his desk, and pushed my back tight against the desk.
Pushing down on my forehead he forced my neck and head back until I was staring up at the ceiling. I guess I looked like a ( from the side.
He stepped back and smiled his approval.
"Yea keep your back pushed back tight faggot, I think this will do fine".
My dick was throbbing with desire even though this was a very uncomfortable position. I wanted to please him though, so I tried to remain in the position that he had placed me.
His cock was erect and he put it in my mouth. As he forced his cock down into me I noticed it could now go through the opening to my windpipe. He had figured out thatwhen I was in this position, my throat opened up wider and it could accept his entire dick. I tried to take long deep breaths through my nose because I didn't get much air when he was down deep into my esophagus.
He pushed in a little more and my nose was buried in his bushy black pubes. And his taste and the smell of his crotch had me on the verge of cumming right then.
He pulled his dick almost out and looked down at me smiling.
"Good boy, I knew you could do it, baby".
Then he pulled out a little more and pushed back down into my throat again, maybe a little deeper this time. Soon he was in a steady rythymn , in and out of my throat.
"Yea pussyboy faggot takin his man dick down his gullet. Gonna get his Master's hot sperm down his throat. OOOooooooo damn this must be the greatest blow job in history. Your fairy throat is better than any cunt I ever fucked baby".
I knew I couldn't last very long, as his cock fucking me and his lewd comments were bringing me close to an orgasm. I couldn't understand it because by now this awkward position was getting painful.
But my lust had taken control of my senses and I concentrated on my pleasure in being able to able to satisfy this gorgeous man who had taken possession of my mind as well as my body.
Then he swelled up even thicker. His balls, rather than smacking against my chin tightened up high on his shaft and I knew he was close to discharging his semen in me again.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO baby here it comes, straight down into your stomach."
He didn't pull his dick out this time, just allowing his load to spurt out into me. After 5 or 6 shots I began to choke and he pulled his cock out, squirting on my chin and chest. He stepped back a few paces and looked down at me and smiled.
I gasped for breath and sat upright on my knees.. My neck hurt like hell from having been constrained in that painful position, and my throat was raw. Only then did I realized that I had shot my load, and some of it had landed on his calves and feet.
I looked up at him fearfully, but he just laughed and told me to clean it up later.
"You did good Mark and I enjoy seeing that you get off on pleasing me. Now lets lay down and get a little sleep".
Gee, he called me Mark I thought. That made me feel so happy that I forgot how my neck and throat hurt. I lay next to him in his bed and fantasized about him taking me his arms. Then I heard his quiet snore, as he went off to sleep.
I heard him yawn and I woke also.
"Wake up faggot"
"Uh yes Sir"
"Come over here boy, I have to piss and I have a surprise for you. I'm going to piss down your throat, and I don't want you spilling any, you got that boy? Get your ass over here and kneel down in front of me."
I thought that he must be playing some kind of game with me. Surely he wasn't going to make me do that, using me as a urinal. But I did as he had ordered and knelt between his legs as he stood looking down at me.
He gave me that smirk that told me that yes, he was going to do just that and that he knew that I would like it, or else no more of his big cock that had become the most important single thing in my life.
I was about to beg him not to make me do this, but he smiled at me which silently told me that he really wanted me to do this for him. That was to be the key to my total degradation, my irrational desire to do whatever he told me to, or even things that I thought he wanted me to do.
I nodded my head in submission and tilted my head back and knelt there, waiting for him to get ready.
He got up out of bed and spread his legs a little as he gave his dick a few shakes just like he did standing at the urinals at school. I felt as if I had really reached bottom.
"Take my dick in both hands and point it toward your mouth. If you keep your mouth wide open and close to my dick you won't spill any piss. Otherwise you're going to get it all over you and then clean up your mess, got it faggot?
I couldn't speak now, I was so embarrassed. I just nodded in abject submission.
I hunkered down a bit and bent my head back so that his flow would be down into me as if I were a urinal, then reached up and took his dick in my hands, holding it a few inches from my mouth. I kept this position for a few minutes before I saw and felt his hot piss streaming out and down into my throat.
I adjusted the position of his dick so that his stream was squirting directly into the center of my mouth, which was open so wide that it hurt. I thought he would never stop and it was all that I could do to keep swallowing it so that it wouldn't spill out of my mouth. Finally he was finished, and as I was swallowing that, he pushed my hands off him and shook the last few drops down into my throat, just as he would have done if I were a urinal.
He sneered down at me as if to tell me how low I had sunk, and I just sat back on my haunches, totally humiliated and hanging my head down in shame.
Then he reached down and patted me on the head.
"Get in the bed boy and relax, you did a good job considering that you never drank a man's piss before".
That made me feel a lot better and I smiled up at him.
I reflected on what had happened so far tonight He had me do those degrading things and I had enjoyed doing every one of them for him. Each time I did what he ordered me to, he would give me some kind of small reward like patting me on the head and telling me that I was a good boy. Then I would feel proud to have served him well and I was content..
He was training me the way he would train a dog.!
A lesson learned and I got a reward, just like the pat on my head after he had used me for a urinal.
But my neck and throat were still aching from his fucking my throat, and I dozed off happy to have the taste and smell of his piss linger in my mouth.
I awoke and saw that the sun was shining through the window. His clock said 7 AM.
I got up out of bed quietly so I wouldn't disturb him. I did my thing in the bathroom, and got back into bed, but this time on my stomach with my face just inches from his balls. Damn he smelled so good, I just had to lick on them.
"Go ahead fairy, lick that sweat off for me".
I was startled, I didn't expect him to wake up so soon. But by now it was easy to just follow my instincts and do as he told me.
"Suck on that cock boy, I wanna cumm now!"
I bent down and sucked on that cock that I had grown to love and pumped up anddown fast. I knew he wanted to cumm quickly and I wanted to oblige.
"OOOOO yea u faggot you sure know how to suck my dick. Now I'm getting ready to give you some breakfast.
AAAAAAAAAaaaaaaa yea boy eat that load. Don't swallow yet."
His cock rewarded me with his semen, and he kept pumping spurts in my mouth. I was having a hard time taking it all since my mouth was full, but he had told me not to swallow. Finally it seemed that he had finished shooting, then he withdrew from my mouth. He sat up.
"Open your mouth and show me Your prize boy"
I tried to say something but couldn't speak, so I just opened my mouth and stook my tongue out. It was thick with his cumm.
"Swill it around in your mouth faggot, get a good taste"
I did and it had that taste that I had grown to love, bittersweet, I would always associate that taste with Steve.
"Hold it in your mouth and swallow it a little at a time on your way home boy, you did good last night. I'll want you back tomorrow night, Call me at 3 PM to find out what time you are to be here."
"Yes Steve"
"Now get out I have things to do", and he went upstairs leaving me standing, all alone.
I longed for a kiss or a hug or any sign of affection. Nothing.
I got dressed and walked home.